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Just a hotlink to the roll on Orokos will work. However, I would probably include the name of your Cliche in the Description of your roll.
@Professor_Wyvern, are you stepping up as the Leader, then? If so, then I'm guessing you're currently using your Bombchu Extraordinaire Cliche. Is that correct?
Twisted Acres, Morning

11 Hours Until Sunset


The caravan proceeds relatively normally. The ground is fairly level, so the going is quick. The sounds of birds, squirrels, and wolves provides a pleasant backdrop that almost makes one think the cataclysm had never happened. A gentle breeze blows through the wind, as a gentle morning fog settles down. Your clothes are wet with condensation, and the caravan-oxen grunt with effort every time their plodding hooves get tangled in the mud.

10 Hours Until Sunset

The fog grows thicker. The sounds of forest critters has long ago stopped, and all that remains is the sound of your footsteps and the clanking of the oxen's harnesses.

You hear a rattling sound in the distance, growing ever louder as time goes by. Ghastly panflute music echoes across the trees like a shrill wind. The shadow of the canopy above flickers ever so gently. You blink.

Suddenly, you find yourself surrounded by small figures! Each of them is hardly larger than a teenage child, and each of them is wearing a crude rendition of a human skull on their faces. Skull Children. The revenant highwaymen of the Old Woods. The largest among them is directly ahead of you, and steps forward, his eyes gleaming. With a jerky movement, he points at your caravan and beckons towards himself. He strikes a large staff against a nearby tree trunk, in a clear demonstration of a challenge. Skull Kids never do anything without a fight.

Welcome to the first instance of combat in Risus! In this encounter, we'll go over the basics of team-based fighting. One of the players will have to step up as the Leader, who will do the fighting and defending. The other players can help the Leader out by rolling for attacks, and adding any 6's on their rolls to the Leader's score.
Oh wonderful, you're starting with this already.


Starting with what?
Shadow Eternity Commandos, Neo-Umbrella Facility

"I'm guessing this is the console we need. Who's got the cards?" said Jack Morgan, staring blankly at the console in front of him. On the console were three small slits, each with a picture of a pawn piece on them.
Hu Ameye cleared his throat nervously. "Uh, you do, sir."
There was a pregnant pause. Jack Morgan spoke up. "So I do. Right, then!"

Jack gingerly inserted each of the Pawn Cards into the console. As soon as the last card was slotted in place, the console began rumbling. An array of lights flashed across the room, as panels on the wall began sliding away. Finally, with a disappointing "ping" sound, a card popped out of the back of the console. It had what looked like a Queen chess piece emblazoned on it. Shrugging, Jack took it and put it in his breast pouch. "Alright, team. Now we just have to find Simmons and the main control console!"

The lights all around the console room suddenly switched off, except for one bright floodlight at the west edge of the room. A booming, threatening voice resounded off the walls, coming from the direction of the floodlight.
"I'm afraid this is where your little investigation ends! I've got a vial of a special strain of our most valuable product, and I'm not afraid to use it! Now, if you would kindly surrender to the security forces lined up just outside this door, I can get back to my--Aaaargh!"
The figure's threats were suddenly cut off by a gunshot. "Target down," said David Leatherhoff, his rifle trained on the slowly-crumpling body of the man who was just speaking, "rubber slugs used. Closing in for capture."
David sprinted over to the fallen figure, and quickly stuffed his hands in electro-cuffs. "Employee ID tag says 'Richard Simmons'. This our guy?"

Jack Morgan grabbed Richard Simmons by the collar, hoisting him up. He bent down and gingerly picked up a small glass vial that evidently contained the 'special strain of [their] most valuable product'. "Good work, lieutenant. Looks like we've got two of our objectives right here! Private Ollanius, go check out that white light. Take this card with you, too." Jack handed Ollanius Pious his Queen Keycard, and off he went.

Just beyond the threshold of light was a dimly-lit console room. Apparently, a floodlight had been installed purely so that villains could silhouette themselves on a gleaming-white backdrop. Ollanius, knowing a console bank when he saw one, inserted his Queen Keycard into a conspicuous slot just below a microphone attached to the bank. Almost instantly, the color of the room's lights turned a soothing green, as a text parser appeared on the largest monitor in the room.

"PRIORITY OVERRIDE ACHIEVED. HOW CAN I HELP YOU TODAY?"


Ollanius took hold of the microphone and began speaking into it. "Uh... download yourself into a portable format. Uh, two portable formats. Please?"

"ORDER CONFIRMED. DELETE ORIGINAL COPY? Y/N"


"Uh... Y, I guess."

"PLEASE WAIT FOR THE BURNING TO COMPLETE. ESTIMATED TIME UNTIL COMPLETION: 5 SECONDS. THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME."


Two small flash drives, each the size of a finger, shot out from just above the microphone. Ollanius Pious gladly took them, briefly musing on the wonders of technology.
"Hey, team. I got our last objective... twice! We can probably use the other one as a bargaining chip, huh?"

The voice of Jack Morgan crackled over the radio. "Good work, private. Come on back, and we'll turn in. Who's up for Double-F's?"

Ollanius made his way back to the group, who were already unwinding. As soon as Jack saw him, he spoke into his radio.
"This is The Cap'n. All done and ready for the afterparty. We'll meet at the Party Palace."

"This is Little Green, roger that. Prepping the lightshow... now!"

A soft white light bathed everyone in the room, as a low humming sound grew steadily louder. The sound grew louder and the light grew hotter, until nothing could be seen but a burning corona of energy. When the light and heat and sound faded, there was nothing in the room.

Shadow Eternity Commandos, Shadow Eternity HQ, Department of Processing


The room was relatively barren, save for three capsules. One was about the size of an adult human, the other two were scarcely bigger than a human's fist. Just on the other end of the room was a man wearing a hazmat suit and wielding an electronic tablet. It seems that he was waiting for something to happen.

Hampus, Ollanius, Jack, David, Escherichia, Appule, Microcline, Hu, Julius, Sindibad, Ingvar, Flint, Otik, Arby's, Ronly, Pelinal, Rimanahson, and Richard Simmons appeared in the middle of a room, in a bright flash of light. Jack Morgan was the first to speak, and the first to move.

"Quick, get them into their capsules! I've got the VIP!"
With an unusual amount of force, Jack shoved the unconscious Richard Simmons into the largest of the three capsules. Just as soon as the capsule's transparent door sealed around Simmons, he was cryogenically frozen. At the same time, David Leatherhoff safely sealed away the vial of virus taken from Simmons, and Ollanius Pious sealed one of the flash drives he had taken from Red Queen. In just fifteen seconds, every one of their mission's objectives was now safely stored and frozen. The suited cargo technician at the edge of the room clapped, and spoke.

"Good work, boys! I'll write that mission off, and your payment should be processed within the hour! In the mean-time, feel free to have some well-needed R&R. You'll know when Shadow Eternity has need of you, again."

Jack Morgan breathed a sigh of relief, and slapped Hampus and Julius on the back in brotherly camraderie. "Alright, guys. You know what that means... break time! Go on and do whatever needs to be done, I'll text you guys when we get a new job. Hey, Hampus... since you're new here, I figure I might show you one of the best bars in the multiverse. Silverback, I'll let you punch in the sequence."

Julius Aldo grunted. He pressed a very specific sequence of numbers and letters into his tablet: one sequence to send them to a barren death-world on the edge of the multiverse, one sequence to send them to an incomprehensible world of white lines and freakish monsters, and one sequence to slingshot them between these two worlds, sending them to their ultimate destination. The trio disappeared in a flash of light, and began their journey. Though it was instantaneous, it appeared to go on forever.

Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, Hampus, Jack, Julus

"We're here," Julius grunted, stepping out of the cramped bathroom the three of them appeared in.
Jack Morgan grinned at Hampus, and followed Julius. "C'mon, kid, I'm gonna show you the single greatest source of recruits for the Commandos in the multiverse."

The three of them stepped out into the bustling smog of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, thronging with ne'erdowells and mercenaries from across the multiverse. Julius Aldo sauntered over to a free arcade machine, while Jack led Hampus to his favorite person in the whole building: Takahara.
With a cheery voice and a withering slap to the back, Jack greeted Takahara.
"Hey, Takahara! How's it been, man?"
Whee~ It took me a while to figure out what to do with her powerwise, but then I realized since this is an AU and One Piece wouldn't feel right without this specific powerset, well... May as well grab it. ^^; Also I couldn't resist that particular epithet.



I think @Professor_Wyvern already created a Captain character for the marines.
Here it is!
[@Professor_Wyven]
That's quite a lottery of powers you've given your character.
@Prostagma's chemist idea certainly wouldn't be defenseless. Why do you think he evoked Bane when explaining how helpful his drugs could be? Bane used drugs to make himself into BANE! Super-strength serums are a dime a dozen to characters with chemistry at their backs!

Heck, if you change his motivation around, a chemist that's trying to invent some new super-powerful serum would be a shoo-in for an adventurous party of heroes!
Hey, there's absolutely nothing wrong with being someone who isn't a frontline fighter. What a lot of people seem to think is that freeform RPs are all about combat and powergaming, which is... rather short-sighted.
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Why not recreate the Medic from TF2 like I suggested, or a parody or something. I mean, did you watch Meet the Medic?


Roleplaying as the Medic takes a lot of narrowing down the character's personality, and doesn't work for every situation. Even in a setting such as One Piece, the Medic would stand out.

I'd probably take @Prostagma's idea and refurbish Erased into a superchemist who can buff himself up with all manner of drugs he has never tested before. It's a much more directed and understandable character focus than trying to play as The Medic.
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