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Topic: Forum Games / [GAME] Roll to Kong - A Robot Quest (Power On, ADVENTURE-BOTS!)

Originally posted by Minnakht:

[Two toasters are tiny]

[Also, I don’t really mind that talking has a roll, you can have that, I just mind that regardless of circumstance, a 1 is gross, disabling physical injury – toning that down would be better that toning down the amount of rolls. I mean, gross physical injury is fine, but not when I’m talking to a dude that has no beef with me but has a bunch of dough I just gave him]

[Yeah, fair enough. I might even edit those responses to reduce the effects; we can’t have apparently rational entities freaking out every time you roll poorly, I suppose.]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [GAME] Roll to Kong - A Robot Quest (Power On, ADVENTURE-BOTS!)

(technically it wasn’t specified how big Bark-bot was, so I assumed that the benefit of doubt was on my side)

[It said in his sign-up that he was about the size of a St. Bernard. Forgive me if I’m wrong, but I’m convinced that a St. Bernard is substantially larger than two standard-sized toasters put together.]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The Last Dragon (CYOP)

“Wow, rude. I just wanted to pass through, to get to the nearest town.”

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [GAME] Roll to Kong - A Robot Quest (Power On, ADVENTURE-BOTS!)

[Yes, your ADVENTURE-BOTS do know one another. That’s why they’re teamed up.]

C41N’s ADVENTURE Roll: 5
Through your advanced processing skills, you manage to reprogram all three Thugbots into doing your bidding from now on. They immediately stop attacking you and Bark-Bot, and line up, ready to do as you wish.

Bark-Bot’s Counterattack Roll: N/A
The Thugbots are no longer attacking you. Which is… a good thing, you suppose. You’re still having trouble moving with just three functional legs, though; tripods aren’t known to be the most stable constructs for moving with.

Crab-bot’s Disarm Roll: 1
Your attempt to disarm one of the otherwise non-threat-presenting Thugbots, only to fail on the grounds that the knife is literally attached to their arm. You’re not sure how you missed that. Regardless, the attack reactivates the Thugbot’s surpressed threat targeting circuitry momentarily, and it retaliates with another knife arm, slicing the offending pincer clean off, before returning to an idle state. Nice job. You’re going to have to get that reattached at some point now, genius.

Cu-bot’s Crush Roll: N/A
Unlike Crab-bot over there, you have the foresight to not attack the Thugbots once they stop being threatening towards anyone. Therefore, you don’t do that. Good for you.
Cu-bot’s Storage Roll: 2
Since you can only store material the size of two toasters, something the size of a fairly large robot dog is beyond your normal capacity to store, no matter how much you push or shove.

Inventex’s Quest Acquire Roll: 1
You somehow manage to insult the Sharkatron’s builder instead, and it yells angrily as a result, ripping off both your arms and crushing them into balls of metal. You’re forced to drop the cue as a result, which explodes after hitting the floor and blasts out one of your treads, making it unable to move. So… yeah, you can’t do much right now. Good job.
Okay, that doesn’t happen. You did still insult its builder, though, and it smacks you around the head for that, apologising immediately after.

Takko-24’s Communication Roll: 1
Your request is responded to with annoyance on the Bot-tender’s part. That’s private information, douchebag. Unlike the Sharkatron, this one has extendo-arms, two of which reach up and grab you, then fling you into the ground, crumpling the metal you’re made of. You can move, still, but two of your legs are broken, and your left hand side in general is very close to being breached.
Yeah, you’re fine. You did just pay it a large sum of money, after all. However, it is pretty annoyed at you now, and it might be a good idea to not ask questions that could be quite personal in nature.

[I need to stop rolling for just talking to people. I did that in the last RtD I made, too, and people got very screwed over by it… so, uh, I guess from now on, just talking doesn’t need a roll either. If you’re trying to convince or argue, though, it will.]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / The Last Dragon (CYOP)

Trying knocking politely. Then, if nothing happens in the next few minutes, melt the door just enough to grant you access.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Seraphic Legacy [MAIN GAME] [SIGNUPS ALWAYS OPEN]

Prince Samuel
Minutes pass, and I ultimately find myself in an alleyway. I don’t believe I’ve been pursued, fortunately… but then again, there can be demons that are deathly quiet until it’s too late to fend them off. I pray that none of those are around, instinctively looking both ways down the alley to ensure that nothing is there. Despite confirming this, I for some reason remain on edge. I suppose that’s natural, given the experience I’ve just been through…
It occurs to me that the average civilian never looks up.
I glance skyward, and immediately backpedal to avoid the body of the giant skinless housecat crashing down where I would have been half a second earlier, shattering the path beneath its feet. It once again stares at me for several moments, before wild yells reach my ears, and the other demons from before come bareeling round the corner, past the skinless cat.
So… damn. What am I to do, if not fight back? At least I can protect myself to some extent. I bring up my right hand, as if to ward them off in a cowardly fashion (psychological misdirection can be important in combat), then launch a blast of compressed air down the alley, sending the demons charging at me flying back, and bringing up a wall of dust and rubbish between us in the process. A smokescreen, if nothing else. But I know attacks like that won’t be enough to fend them off for long; I have maybe five seconds to think of something before they come charging through that cloud. It would help if I had more power on my side… there has to be something, anything…
Something clicks, and quite suddenly, I’m clad in an orange jumpsuit.
…oh, no. No, no, no, this is horrible. What the hell is this? Why… why is it shiny? And sparkly? And skintight? Oh, God, I can feel it gripping to me everywhere, like it’s made of sticky leather or something, and… I almost feel stronger, somehow? But still, dear lord, where did it come from? And- wait, is there a helmet on my head?
From somewhere inside my mind, I hear that short jingle indicating that Windows 7 is starting up. It’s weird; despite there being no external input for the sound, I’m somehow explicitly aware that the sound is being generated in some sense, rather than my simply remembering it. But where is the noise coming from? Have I abruptly developed schizophrenia? I know aural hallucinations are a tagline of that, but… the Windows 7 noise?
I thought eet would be an appropreeate greeting.
…okay, so it is schizophrenia. Good to know.
No, eediot, ees me! Tha helmet!
Wait… what?
Okay, youse gonna need some time to theenk thees over. Ees okay, I got dis. I’s had eet for a while, actually. Checkem.
A bright orange dot appears in my vision, then vanishes, and I realise that that whole stream of thought must have taken a tiny amount of time to pass, given how slowly time appears to have travelled from my actual perspective. Which is to say, the first demon’s face is just starting to push through the cloud of dust. So… I’m not quite sure how that works, but okay, I guess?
So, I’ve established that I have a voice in my head claiming to be my helmet. Maybe if I…
Er… can I talk to you like this?
Obveeously. Ees me joo’re talkin’ to, man. “Me” apparently being a fairly high-pitched, male, almost stereotyped Mexican accent. Which is somewhat awkward, I suppose, but okay.
Right… so, erm. What exactly is going on?
Okay, here’s how eet works. What I’s gone an’ done is increased your perception of time, right? So errytheenk’s in slow-mo for joo, esse?
…yyyyyyyeeeees?
You know youse don’t have to be polite wit’ me, man.
Yeah, about that. Who, or… what… are you?
Weeeell… I said I was de helmet. ‘m actually your subconscious mind. I’m joo.
…what.
Oh, ye. Your subconscious wants, needs, deesires, all stuffed eento thee AI for dis here helmet, which ees how I’m doin’ all dis perception stuff.
…riiiight… aaaand the Mexican accent?
Joose a subconscious raceest, man! Why else?
What.
Okay, hang on… no, okay, no, I’m not a racist-
Not outwardly! But eenside, you know youse just wanna put on a sombrero an’ sing dat, eh, Macarena song or whatever Me-hee-can songs dere are to seenk!
Oh my God, no, that’s absolutely not true.
Yeah, man, it ees! I should know, I’m your subconscious!
But-
I’m interrupted by a string of deranged giggles coming from this new voice. So… yeah, I’m going to guess I’ve gone crazy.
Nawwwww. I has dee crazies, notchu tho’, man. Just thee raceests. An’ sexeests.
Wow, okay, no, that’s not true at all.
Well, I’m heere, so dat says joo ees!
Except I’m not.
Just more giggles. Damn it all, this is getting frustrating.
Okay, seriously, how did you turn up?
Weeeell, I came weeth de helmet, deedn’t I?
And the helmet…
Ees part of your angelic ray-ee-mont. How deed joo not know dees?
Okay, with all due respect, your accent is nearly indecipherable-
See? Raceest!
No, it isn’t!
Eeees.
Isn’t! Okay, look, what… what is an angelic ray… uh…
What word is that… oh, wait.
…raiment?
Si, burrito. An’ basically, ees the clothes youse wearin’ as an angel.
I’m clearly not an angel.
Yes. Joo ees een thees form, anyways. Det jumpsuit? Eet geefs you meh-jeeck powahs!
No way.
Eet does, doh! Where do you theenk de lightneenk bolts came from?
…now that he mentions it, that is a suspiciously convenient explanation for why I’m suddenly able to fire shockwaves out of my hands. But…
No it doesn’t. I was able to fire the lightning bolts before… ssssomehow putting this thing on.
Yeaiiiis. An’ det’s beecause…
…because why?
Beecause joo got de Sephirah Seed, seelly!
The what?
Baseec’ly a super-powahful arteefect det makes you turn eento an angel wit’ de raiment an’ de powers.
Where are my wings?
Pffffuck det, joo no need no weengs to be an angel! Youse already hot enough as ees.
Ah… I’m sorry, what?
Jeah, das what joo theenk of joorselfs.
Er… I don’t agree with that.
Oh jeah? I’ll let joo feegure dat out. Right now, youse got ta summon jah soul armament beefore de deemons getcha!
Let me guess: an armament…
Summoned from joor soul. Des right.
Uh… huuuh…
To be fair, the time slowing perception thing isn’t perfect. That demon has moved forward, and it’s just starting to look confused at the sudden jumpsuited figure that’s now in front of it. Which is me. And on that note…
What do I look like, anyway?
An image of myself appears in my mind’s eye, and ohhhhhh no. Wow, that’s so horrendously garish. I mean… just, why would my subconscious mind make my raiment look like that?
Ha. Betchu jerk yourself to jah own mirror, right?
…I-I’m sorry, what? You… WHAT?
Ehehehehehehehehehe.
You should know I don’t do that, ever. The other stuff… I don’t agree with, but believe what you will on that… but what you just said is an outright objective lie. I’ve never _ done that._
An’ now joose theenkeeng about doeeng eet, right?
No! Dear lord, no! I- why am I discussing this with you?
Wit’ jooself.
…sure, whatever, I’m kind of in a hurry here.
Naaaah.
Yes, I am. There’s demons coming to get me, you said I should summon my soul armament, whatever that is…
An’ we hev all de time in de world to get acquainteed.
He proceeds to continue snickering wildly for a perceived moment. That demon’s still getting closer, and its friends are just starting to join it…
Oh, fiiiine. Spoilsport… okeh, so just think about summonin’ joor wepon into joor ckhends.
My what?
Hands.
Oh.
Okay, so, imagine summoning the weapon into my hands… oh, where did those pistols come from? Wow, those are massive.
Big guns for big guy. Esse?
Uh…
Det’s Seelly Sally.
…wait, which one?
Both of dem. Ees one weapon.
…no it isn’t.
Eet ees. Two guns, one weapon.
Er… okay, sure?
So we’s got de baseecs down. Now fold joor arms.
Pardon?
Je. Fold your arms and turn slightly sideways to them, en look forward.
…why?
I’ma do a theeng, right? Ees gon’ be feckin’ awesome.
…okaaaay?
…hmm. Going to have trouble moving quickly if my perception of time is still- oh, no, apparently I can move normally somehow.
We get to det later. Now joo want a force wall around joo…
Like a shockwave?
Ye, sure. I theenk dat’ll fuck’em up reel good, too, so yeah, shockwave.
…okay, shockwave set up, moving reaaaaaal slow compared to my perception of time.
Now when I say “go”, turn your head to face whatever’s left.
Er… suuure?
I’ma turn off fast perception. Tree, too, now.
And suddenly, everything’s moving at normal speed, which I’m perceiving as kind of super fast after that prolonged stint of hyper-slowness. The first demon in the line bears the brunt of my otherwise directed shockwave, apparently taking a substantial battering as a result. The next two demons, on either side of that one, simply turn into piles of giblets upon experiencing the force from that blast; seeing the carnage unfold from the corner of my eye, I briefly feel pity for them, then recall that they slaughtered four or five royal guards, and who knows who else in the process of chasing me.
Finally, the dust settles, and the remaining three demons, including the skinless mouthless cat thing, are apparently staring at me in shock.
Now.
Arms still folded, I turn my head to face them.
So what thing-
‘Joo done fucked up now, beetches.’
That… oh my God, that was not even my voice.
Yeah, dat was de theenk I wanted to do. Thenks!
Damn it, you… do you have a name?
Shrike Sanchez. But no time for det, dere’s demons.
‘Bitches, huh?’ the demon at the front exclaims, a twisted conglomeration of flesh and bone before, now rather more twisted after being mangled just moments prior. ‘Could a bitch do this?’ At that, it begins to literally pull itself together, muscle straining to force itself back into shape, and bones being sucked into its body almost piecemeal, until it finally reacquires its previous form. Which is still horrible to observe.
‘An’ oo’z torkin’ abart bitchiz anyway?’ the other demon, a runty little thing not dissimilar to a hideously overweight humanoid rat in appearance, with a voice way too deep for its body. ’Whur’d mistur so-corled Puh-rince Samyool piss orf too? An’ do you think yoor sum kind of bodeegard fer ‘im?’
Jus’ keep lookeenk…
‘Well, jeah. I am. And I’m gon keeck joor asses beck to Hell. ‘Cuz I’m awesome. Esse?’
Do you mind not talking for me?
Well, joo are gon do det, right?
…probably…?
Well, den. Ees fine.
‘Right!’ the first demon yells. ’We’ll kill you, and then we’ll catch up to Sam and kill that prick too!’
With a final yell, the two demons charge, and I prepare myself for the fight ahead.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / A "Small" Adventure (Gameplay) - Tutorial Levels! (The second battle begins!)

Demonic Spider
Large swarm has followed us into tree trunk. Simple enough to deal with, though. Web Spray on Baby Beetle Swarm.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [LABYRINTHIUM] OOC discussion

I’m pretty sure I’ve voiced my opinions about the boss a lot before now. Mostly, I’m glad it’s finally over. As for GM decisions… I again state my belief that critical successes and failures should be eliminated after this point, and that dice rolls should change to 3d6 over 1d20.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [MAFIA] Jack-o'-Lantern [Night 2 Deadline: 26 Oct Noon GMT][Please replace adv0!]

…so either occooa is a village idiot, and hasn’t read through the thread properly, or he’s a scum idiot, and just revealed himself as mafia-aligned. Either way, he’s an idiot, and not worth keeping around. Unvote urFEAR, then vote occooa.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [GAME] Roll to Kong - A Robot Quest (Power On, ADVENTURE-BOTS!)

Bark-Bot’s Bite Roll: 3
They don’t have heads. However, you do manage to clamp your teeth around the casing of one of the Thugbots, ripping it away to reveal the sensitive inner circuitry.
(Bark-Bot’s Dodge Roll: 1)
This Thugbot flails its backward-facing knifearm to try and stab you off, and succeeds in piercing your front left limb at the joint, completely disabling it, and removing your ability to move at all. It then turns to face you, the other three knifearms menacing in their repose; the other two Thugbots continue to ignore you in favour of advancing on C41N, seeing as how you redirected them so effectively. Also, the ladybot you saved is indignant at you ignoring her, and strolls off as you continue your fight.

Takko-24’s Monetisation Roll: 4
The Bot-tender notices the money, and takes it from you with thanks, then returns to the bar. The Sharkatron is still angry with you, though you are out of reach anyway. You’d think bar fights would be better dealt with, if not for the fact that destroyed robots can almost always be rebuilt without consequence.

Cu-bot’s Apology Roll: 2
The Bot-tender ignores you. What a chump.
Cu-bot’s Advance Roll: 5
The Thugbots, being unpainted, cannot be green. They can, however, be confused at how a cube can move around without wheels. After all, Thugbots can’t usually move without wheels, so why would any other cubic machine? They end up simply staring at you, allowing all battle participants a few seconds to do something before they react.

Inventex’s Thanks Roll: 5
You thank him quite earnestly for giving the cue back, and the Sharkatron responds in a fairly friendly manner. Turns out he just has anger management issues, and once you get to know him, he’s a real nice guy. This is enough to divert his attention from Takko-24 for the moment, as he engages in polite conversation with you briefly.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Always open][LABYRINTHIUM] Heroes - Day 8: Tempting Gold

[I should damn well hope that’s the case. Finally…]

Erisol Capora
Agh… I’m coughing nearly uncontrollably now. But… I can still do this. If I can just finish it off, maybe I’ll get through this… I draw and nock another arrow, firing it at the slime’s main body once again. I’m sure one or two more good hits will finish it off. I can feel it.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / General Thread

You’d think he’d get the picture after a year or two of us trying to shut him up. It’s like watching a 37-year-old man trying to lure teenagers into his van with sweets, then following them in the van after they punch him in the face and walk off.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RP] Seraphic Legacy [MAIN GAME] [SIGNUPS ALWAYS OPEN]

Prince Samuel
As I expected, quite a few people wanted to talk with me, so I’ve ended up being delayed for several minutes. In particular, a mister John Seymour, 19th Duke of Somerset, has been very vocal with me, talking for about three times as long as anybody else just for praise of my donation. I mean, it was a reasonable donation, certainly, but it wasn’t exactly huge. I’m just giving to an organisation that requires it, and what organisation requires donations more than the one stopping demons from destroying the world? Maybe there are some, in the eyes of others, but I’d personally think this sort of threat is right near the top of the list. Regardless, I’m at my car now, there are guards positioned around the car to protect me as I head towards it…
Aaaaand that’s a miasmal alarm. Naturally, the majority of people in the area freak out almost immediately, making an attempt to get out of here as fast as possible. I don’t: army training aside, I happen to know that at least one of these guards has been trained as an Exorcist, albeit in relatively more plain clothing rather than the typical Exorcist’s outfit, and… well, it occurs to me that with the, ahem, abilities I’ve been able to manifest recently, I’ll probably be alright myself. Still, the guards immediately draw their pistols, and one motions for me to get in. Not one to ignore the situation, I begin to enter the-
No I don’t. A demon’s just landed on the roof of the car from out of nowhere, crushing it completely. A yell of “contact!” later, and the guards are emptying their weapons into the quite frankly disturbing creature as it rises from the wreckage. It looks sort of like a giant housecat, albeit one with completely black eyes, and no fur of any sort. Or skin. Just glistening muscle, and it also appears to lack any facial features other than eyes. Very disturbing, and those alien-like eyes are staring directly at me.
…I should be helping, surely? Or at the very least escaping, perhaps?
‘Get out of here, sir! We’ll hold-’
The speaker is cut off as, quite out of nowhere, a new cat-footed appendage with far too many claws blasts out of the demon’s upper body at lightning speed, slashing downward and tearing the unfortunate man into fine slivers from the waist up.
‘Sir, RUN!’
I’m torn. And yet despite my training, despite knowing I could save these men, I find that years of emergency exercises in case of attempts at assassination win out, and my legs begin propelling me away from the scene as fast as… well, nowhere near as fast as they can carry me, and I’m not entirely sure why it is that I’m running at almost normal speeds when I know I could get away from here at several times the speed of sound.
A glance backwards after a couple of seconds reveals that only one man is left out of the guards. His initial weapon has been discarded, somehow replaced with a second bright white pistol, whose bullets appear to be bending to blast through the appendages the cat-like creature is sending out at him so quickly, even despite the tiny distance between the two. He’s fending it off, it seems.
And there are more demons coming from behind the car. Three or four more, to be precise, but their features are jumbled together at this distance like some sort of macabre piece of art, and there’s no way the one guy can get rid of them all.
And yet I turn away from the ultraviolence and continue to run. Why, I wonder briefly to myself, must I continue to not help? But realistically, there’s no reason to turn back now; even if I came right back to help the man, there’s no chance at this level that I’d succeed in defeating so many of those things. And so, I make my escape, at the cost of the lives of others.
I’m going to hate myself for a long time, I reckon.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Always open][LABYRINTHIUM] Heroes - Day 8: Tempting Gold

[crystal, I suggest you have Leto make an attempt to get out of being a zombie. Even if he is unconscious otherwise.]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [MAFIA] Jack-o'-Lantern [Night 2 Deadline: 26 Oct Noon GMT][Please replace adv0!]

@Darkboy: I think he switched his vote more because I pointed out that it wasn’t D1 anymore than because I mentioned you as suspicious. That being said, you and kadleon both make a good point regarding why I shouldn’t vote Rim, and since a vote tie is broken by who voted first, I’ll vote urFEAR to break the tie pre-emptively.

(I feel like I’m playing stupidly, incidentally. Haven’t done this in a while, need to exercise my mafia muscles more…)

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [MAFIA] Jack-o'-Lantern [Night 2 Deadline: 26 Oct Noon GMT][Please replace adv0!]

@kadleon: Because you guys were the only ones who voted for a person to be lynched throughout the day. You were confirmed as townie via death, and Darkboy confirmed himself as townie through reviving you, so that only leaves Rim to be suspicious about, given that the majority of everyone else was either non-voting or voted for no-lynch, which isn’t evidence against them given that “not enough evidence against anybody” seems like a pretty good reason to no-lynch. I was going to say more, but adv0’s being replaced, and occooa’s inactivity isn’t convincing enough to lynch on. Incidentally, if we want to lynch someone who isn’t a confirmed innocent, we have to either get urFEAR back here to unvote Darkboy, or else pick someone to lynch and get at least two people to go through with it. That being said, I intend to vote for REALinsanemonkey if no further evidence for or against anybody presents itself, since he seems like the biggest lead we have to go on.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Always open][LABYRINTHIUM] Heroes - Day 8: Tempting Gold

[Ohhhh my god, this is so TEDIOUS.]

Erisol Capora
Shit. Shit, shit, fucking hell, this cough is starting to get to me. I… I should rest. I can’t just keep firing arrows, and sooner or later, whatever those spores are doing to me will take full effect. But I’ve got to maximise my effect on the battle… maybe I can get rid of this thing before it takes control of me, and maybe if I don’t let myself regain energy, that’ll keep it from using me for much more than firing arrows… with some regret to my actions, I form another magic projectile and once again fire it at the slime.

[Magic projectile, fire at Distasteful Jelly’s main body.]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / General Thread

Originally posted by SamsterSamster:

Who wants a free copy of Rabbit Hole 3D: Steam Edition?

According to the reviews, that’s a bad game. Don’t accept it folks.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [MAFIA] Jack-o'-Lantern [Night 2 Deadline: 26 Oct Noon GMT][Please replace adv0!]

Well, I’ll unvote Darkboy5846, since he’s essentially a confirmed townie now, but I’m a little bit concerned that you chose to use your Revive on a vanilla townie. Was there no other way you could convince us that you were innocent, and save the revive for someone else? Not only can we not bring back any other JoaTs that die now, but the main protective asset for the town – i.e. you, Darkboy – now has a massive target on their back. So that’s a big thing.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [GAME] Roll to Kong - A Robot Quest (Power On, ADVENTURE-BOTS!)

Cu-bot’s Alcorequest Roll: 1
Your attempt to request alcohol goes poorly again, but this time you somehow manage to turn the statement into an observation about the Bot-tender’s builder. Said Bot-tender promptly begins to ignore Crab-bot, and threatens you to say that again you builderwireinserter, see what happens. You’ll need to be extraordinarily careful if you don’t want to piss him off any more.
Cu-bot’s Stick Cajole Roll: 5
Completely ignoring the Bot-tender, you head over to the pool table, and make a very convincing argument for why the Sharkatron 541 shouldn’t try to murder your robopanion with a pool cue. So cajoled, the robot begrudgingly hands the pool cue back to Inventex, but is still pretty mad at Takko-24.
(Cu-bot’s Perception Roll: 4)
Also, the Bot-tender is pissed as hell, and you barely dodge one of its eight fists as it is swung towards the back of your head. Those’ll leave a mark if they make contact.

Takko-24’s Wagersnatch Roll: 4 (5)
Whilst the Sharkatron is distracted, you grab the wager up with four of your limbs with the utmost of ease, then use the other four to climb on to the ceiling of this floor of the pub, a few feet above the Sharkatron 541. Derived of a held weapon, it isn’t able to reach you up here at all, so you can pretty much relax at this point. Or go somewhere else on the ceiling, if you want, whatever.

Crab-bot’s Cue Snatch Roll: 2
You don’t have much of a face. You’re a crab robot. But still, you attempt to snatch the pool cue from Inventex as it’s handed back to it by a Sharkatron, only to find that jumping is absolutely not your robo-forte. For-tay? Whatever, the point is you’re too short and non-jumpy to be able to reach the cue.

C41N’s Minion Search Roll: 1
You come across the three Thugbot V5’s that your robopanion Bark-Bot is apparently facing off against. They abruptly decide that you’re a better target, and charge towards you, all arms swinging wildly. You’re likely to be stabbed if you don’t do something right now.

Inventex’s Snatchback Roll: N/A
Well, you got the pool cue back quite peacably, so there’s no need to try and risk blowing it up by stealing it back. And, uh… yeah, you’re pretty much alright now.

Bark-Bot’s Asniffstance Roll: 4 (5)
You sniff out your ally C41N approaching, and move towards him as he turns the corner. The Thugbots, compelled by their threat destruction programming and/or natural viciousness, promptly charge at the new, bigger threat, and you sidle out of the way, now safe from harm for the time being. The lady-bot also comes up to you, and thanks you for helping her out.

Current active events: Sharkatron 541 is mad at Takko-24, Bot-tender is mad at Cu-bot, Thugbot V5 x3 are mad at C41N.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [LABYRINTHIUM] OOC discussion

Yes, you can. Just not always. Erisol had 19 (and bonuses) on his dice, only 20 result could intercept his attack. (for one of 3 tentacles)

And that’s the sort of bullshit that’s another reason why I want you to get rid of critical successes/failures. Because stupid shit like that happens.

a) You heal boss with poison.
b) He heals after you attack
c) He can’t heal himself, because he has to focus on his special ability

And apparently, the poison lasts for ten turns, and makes it a hell of a lot harder to kill the damn thing. Immunity to a damage type or status effect I might include in a boss; healing from a damage type or status effect is not a first-boss ability.

It’s special ability, it activates when boss is 10%~ HP.
Yeah, battle could be already over, but boss is not the only thing that uses ‘utility’ abilities.
4 people can deal 50 dmg in one turn, as you can see ~ my skill shouldn’t even activate.

The fact that it’s there at all is a really bad thing. That’s another ability that a first-level boss simply shouldn’t have access to.

I don’t want you to lose, but I don’t want to give free wins.
Imo, actions should be optimized, otherwise battle might take a bit longer.

The fact of the matter is, this boss battle has been way too difficult for being the first of many. I would have included maybe half, if not a quarter of the abilities that the boss actually has, at most 300 HP, and definitely not the ability to mind control our characters into attacking one another or heal from poison. Also, why the fuck doesn’t healing work on unconscious characters? That makes no goddamn sense; they’re unconscious, not violently mutilated beyond repair.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [Always open][LABYRINTHIUM] Heroes - Day 8: Tempting Gold

[yeasy, you motherfucker, just let us kill it already. This is getting tedious by now, and as woofy said, you’ve given a first-level boss way too many abilities for its own good. Including, apparently, the ability to heal a ton of health every time it idles, regardless of whether it’s focusing on doing that or not, though that may be the ongoing poison effect. At least Erisol is getting lucky as shit on his dodges… seriously, though, just have it fail all of its dodge/intercept rolls or something from now on. Come on.]

Erisol Capora
Motherfucker, how did they all move round so fast?! At least one of those bastard tentacles are in the way now… sort of. At any rate, they seem a lot more likely to block any future arrows I fire, and… I cough briefly. Why am I coughing, I moved away from the… aw, shit, did it infect me? Hell no. No, fuck that. I’m not going to be turned into the puppet of a giant slime on its last legs. With no other options, I fire yet another magic projectile in the slime’s direction. Maybe I’ll get lucky as hell and one-shot it? I sure hope that’s a thing that’ll happen.

[Magic Projectile, target Distasteful Jelly’s main body.]

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [RPG] Heroes of Patheus - Chapter 2 (OPEN)

[It’s soon now. So here’s my post. And by the way, everyone, it’s “Lorcrux” with two r’s. L-O-R-C-R-U-X. That’s very important.]

Lorcrux Makineite
‘Shit-!’
Before I know it, I’m being dragged along the ground by a bunch of vines. Vines, of all things! I’m sure plants didn’t move like this back in the pit… then again, I rarely saw plants at all in the pit, but from what I saw whilst travelling earlier, plants don’t move that much. Then again, I say to myself, nor do insects grow to that sort of size, nominally, nor are they so aggressive. Going back a few hours, I recall being rather insulted about the accusations made by the villagers towards Markus – for whatever reason, they blamed both him and seemingly the rest of us for their own soldiers being called away. What the hell did they do to protect their village? I distracted a giant beetle to allow someone to kill it; I must have ripped several dozen of those damned wasps out of the sky; and yet they’d berating us for not protecting it sufficiently? What do they expect eleven people to do against hundreds of insects?!
…alright, I guess I’m getting a bit worked up. Being dragged by vines across the ground does that to a person. And in any case, I should probably be more used to being seen as much worse. Maybe I’m just indignant at the misplaced blame towards Markus, who… quite frankly, I’m not sure what to think of him. I guess his heart’s in the right place, but…
Why am I getting philosophical now, of all times? I’m literally being dragged along the ground by living vines, presumably towards something that’s going to eat me. Then again, I’m not exactly being dragged quickly, given my mass. At this point, I would draw my shortsword, except I’m already being freed by another member of our group. Xlos, if I recall correctly, with his strange choice of weapon. Then again, I use a bunch of blades on the ends of long strings of metal, so that’s hardly standardised. The vines fall away, and as I stand, I see Xlos being ganged up on by two… moths? Giant moths, I suppose, but they’re apparently very strong for that; Xlos himself is flung into a tree by one, and struggles and yells in vain as the moth begins to put his head in its mouth. Well, he’s dead if I don’t do something in the next second or so, so I swing my left chainfist in the moth’s direction, catching it on one of the blades (the rest of which hopefully avoided Xlos himself) and practically throwing it off of him into the next tree along. It dies almost immediately, and another swing with my other fist snares the other moth in a multitude of blades, which I send flying into the dirt, slicing it to pieces. So… that was interesting. I noticed others being dragged off by the same vines that got me; Markus himself, in particular, but also one of the girls of the group. Brook, if I’m not mistaken? In any case, I should try to find and save one of them, so I run off in the direction of the nearest set of cries for help.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [LABYRINTHIUM] OOC discussion

See, what spike suggests is probably how I’d do it if I were to include critical failure in one of my games: if you do roll a 1, roll to confirm that the roll is a critical failure rather than just an ordinary roll with a value of 1. Which is where I’d end exposition, simply making a confirmed critical failure occur on a second 1 or something, but since we’re accounting for level here, we can say the higher your level is, the worse that roll has to be before it’s confirmed as a critical failure. For instance, say you’ve rolled a 1, but you take a second roll to make sure it’s not a failure, with the value you need to roll to ensure non-failure decreasing by 1 every, say, 2 levels, starting at 20 on level 0, going down to 19 at level 2, 18 at level 4, and so on, ending at a confirmation roll of 0 at level 40, i.e. critical failure is impossible beyond that point. You’re obviously not likely to do well without massive bonuses at, for instance, level 10, but if you take a second roll and happen to get 15 or higher on that roll at that level, then it’d just be a regular roll of that level, whilst less than that is counted as critical failure. That’s still a close to guaranteed chance for critical failure for the unenrolled, but for skilled adventurers, the chance of screwing up like that decreases exponentially over time, and even the lesser members of society can still manage to drag themselves back from the brink occasionally.

 
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Topic: Forum Games / [LABYRINTHIUM] OOC discussion

slowly inhales, then slowly exhales
I’ve been annoyed all along at how the critical success/failure system works. Just because I moved away from talking about it didn’t magically make it disappear. My point, as Ganthro pointed out, is that maximum failure’s punishment is consistently far greater than what maximum success’ reward might bring about, and quite frankly, I’d be far more comfortable if critical success/failure weren’t actually a thing, and/or you changed the die rolls as I suggested. Preferably “and”.