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Can someone please lower Life's difficulty setting?
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Pizza is a main course, but is also a pie. Therefore, I can eat pizza as my meal and have another pizza as my dessert.
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When I need a left sock, there is none. When I don't need one, there is a surplus. I think the world is toying with me.
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Sunny days are meant to be spent in a dark room surfing the net and watching series in netflix.
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Eating a stick of butter is not as fun as it sounds to be.
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I am Searat
Half sea, Half rat, All Aqueous Rodent.
My role playing career is something i consider as a hobby of some sort but as to how long i have been role playing, I would say that i have three to four years under my belt. (Though most of the times I was role playing, they were nothing as serious as this and were more of a means to relieve stress with my friends or test out ideas that came to mind with them.)
As for my preferences to genres of role play, I would have no biases nor specific preferences to any genre and would be able to adapt to the genre as best I can when placed into it.
Some of my hobbies consist of: playing games, surfing the web, walking, bowling, darts, and cooking. I sometimes write and draw things but not as much to consider it to be a serious hobby.
Half sea, Half rat, All Aqueous Rodent.
My role playing career is something i consider as a hobby of some sort but as to how long i have been role playing, I would say that i have three to four years under my belt. (Though most of the times I was role playing, they were nothing as serious as this and were more of a means to relieve stress with my friends or test out ideas that came to mind with them.)
As for my preferences to genres of role play, I would have no biases nor specific preferences to any genre and would be able to adapt to the genre as best I can when placed into it.
Some of my hobbies consist of: playing games, surfing the web, walking, bowling, darts, and cooking. I sometimes write and draw things but not as much to consider it to be a serious hobby.
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Got it. But before anything else, does anyone want temporary HP now or during the actual fight?
@KatherinWinter
The golem agent nodded at the vampire and turned her attention back to the evidence, and possibly their only lead to their rogue shape shifter. Picking up the nail she found earlier, she places it in her mouth and begins analyzing what creature was the nail originally from.
"Griffin, there are 47 species capable of mimicking humans as well as capable turning into a human or humanoid form. The system cannot specify any one species until further evidence is gathered." She then turns to face the store owner. "False. If you had any form of security system or a means to record data, may it be visual and/or auditory; a federal investigation such as this requires the most thorough collection of data and evidence. Thus refusal to provide said data, is a criminal offence." She states as a matter of fact, her monotone voice and stoic visage emanating a professional aura. "Also, if this establishment has a second floor or a back room, we would like to search those areas as well."
@Phantomlink959
Richard nods, but keeps quiet as the senior agent conversed with the elderly man. "Well met, fellow veterans. I commend your valor and your sacrifice." The old man replies with a broad smile and a rather genuine salute of respect to the two. He lowers his arm and replies to the dijin's question. "Quite correct, Argus. There is nothing better in the world than a walk in the calm lazy morning." The old man lets out a content sigh before speaking again. "I was actually on my way to see my great-great-great-great grandchildren." He turns to 'George' and shakes him playfully by the shoulder. "...but George over here is quite the chatterbox and been eating up my time. Shame on you George." The zombie does not reply and keeps staring at Richard. "Well, of course I forgive you. What are friends for!"
The golem agent nodded at the vampire and turned her attention back to the evidence, and possibly their only lead to their rogue shape shifter. Picking up the nail she found earlier, she places it in her mouth and begins analyzing what creature was the nail originally from.
Analyzing Substance...Complete.
Substance Identified as: Fingernail (Human, Male)
Sample Age: 1 hour/s 03 minute/s
Proposal: Locate Species under genus Forma Mutatnte capable of mimicking and shape shifting into humanoid shape.
Processing...Complete.
Species Capable of Mimicry and Shifting into Humanoid Shape: 47
System is Unable to Specify Exact Species
Proposal: Locate and gather more evidence.
"Griffin, there are 47 species capable of mimicking humans as well as capable turning into a human or humanoid form. The system cannot specify any one species until further evidence is gathered." She then turns to face the store owner. "False. If you had any form of security system or a means to record data, may it be visual and/or auditory; a federal investigation such as this requires the most thorough collection of data and evidence. Thus refusal to provide said data, is a criminal offence." She states as a matter of fact, her monotone voice and stoic visage emanating a professional aura. "Also, if this establishment has a second floor or a back room, we would like to search those areas as well."
@Phantomlink959
Richard nods, but keeps quiet as the senior agent conversed with the elderly man. "Well met, fellow veterans. I commend your valor and your sacrifice." The old man replies with a broad smile and a rather genuine salute of respect to the two. He lowers his arm and replies to the dijin's question. "Quite correct, Argus. There is nothing better in the world than a walk in the calm lazy morning." The old man lets out a content sigh before speaking again. "I was actually on my way to see my great-great-great-great grandchildren." He turns to 'George' and shakes him playfully by the shoulder. "...but George over here is quite the chatterbox and been eating up my time. Shame on you George." The zombie does not reply and keeps staring at Richard. "Well, of course I forgive you. What are friends for!"
The events that had transpired happened so quickly that the blue furred dire rat was left dumbstruck...that or the fact that on their way down off the rock, Ed smacked his head onto the ground first. Not enough to lead to injury but forceful enough to discombobulate the boy. While the dust settled around him, he stared at his surroundings with some disbelief, questioning if the event really had happened. For a scant few seconds, Ed simply stared in the distance with a blank look in his eyes. He was snapped out of his stupor by Danny. Ed did not expect anyone to follow him here, and combined with the relatively silent floating by the wisp; Danny speaking to him startled the dire rat. Ed, seeing as it was just Danny, visibly relaxed and let out a long sigh. "Jesus Christ, Danny...don't go sneaking up on me like that." He tells the wisp while shaking off the excess dust and moisture from his body like a dog would. "An explosion near the mouth of the cave? That doesn't sound good." Ed then looks at the lizard corpse and feels his stomach grumble still. The small amount of meat inside of his stomach was not enough, but the explosion near the entrance sounded urgent...so Ed decides to kill two birds with one stone.
He would just carry his meal all the way to the cave mouth. The body that Ed possessed was physically stronger than most, that was a given fact; but with the [Stronger I] skill he already had, carrying a single corpse across a short distance would likely be no problem for him. After hoisting and balancing the corpse upon his back, the young dire rat was ready to go to the mouth of the cave and investigate.
He would just carry his meal all the way to the cave mouth. The body that Ed possessed was physically stronger than most, that was a given fact; but with the [Stronger I] skill he already had, carrying a single corpse across a short distance would likely be no problem for him. After hoisting and balancing the corpse upon his back, the young dire rat was ready to go to the mouth of the cave and investigate.
@Phantomlink959
The younger agent takes a seat beside the Dijin. All the while the zombies seemed to ignore them and continue in aimless wanderings around the fountain. "Understood. Refrain from violence and detain the suspect peacefully if possible." The human agent nods and approaches the old man. This does not go unnoticed by the old man, who welcomes Richard with a smile, and the zombies that suddenly stop wandering and glare at the man with their non-functioning eyes and teeth bared. "Good morning, young one! What can I do to you this fine day, today?" The agent did his best to avoid expressing his fear, nor anxiety as he replied to the old man's statement. "G-good morning to your self as well, Mr..." Richard paused to see if the older gentleman would give him his name. "Ah, where are my manners. My name is Bradley Aiken and this rather chatty gentleman over here is George, a good and dear friend of mine." The old gentleman laughs and pats the zombie beside him a little too hard and an eyeball pops out of it's skull.
"My word George! Such rudeness to our guest!" The old man chides his 'friend' while returning the lost eye to where it belongs. "I apologize on his behalf."He then notices the man beyond Richard. "Excuse me sir? But, did you know its rude to eavesdrop on a conversation? Or mayhaps you be a friend of Mr..." "Ri-richard Anselm, Mr. Aiken." The old man looks at Richard as if he had grown a horn and called himself a unicorn. "Mr. Aiken? Pah, that was my father's name! I insist you call me Mr. Bradley." The old man laughs again and Richard joins him with uneasy laughter as the zombies never once broke their gazes from him as soon as he got within 5 feet of the older man.
The younger agent takes a seat beside the Dijin. All the while the zombies seemed to ignore them and continue in aimless wanderings around the fountain. "Understood. Refrain from violence and detain the suspect peacefully if possible." The human agent nods and approaches the old man. This does not go unnoticed by the old man, who welcomes Richard with a smile, and the zombies that suddenly stop wandering and glare at the man with their non-functioning eyes and teeth bared. "Good morning, young one! What can I do to you this fine day, today?" The agent did his best to avoid expressing his fear, nor anxiety as he replied to the old man's statement. "G-good morning to your self as well, Mr..." Richard paused to see if the older gentleman would give him his name. "Ah, where are my manners. My name is Bradley Aiken and this rather chatty gentleman over here is George, a good and dear friend of mine." The old gentleman laughs and pats the zombie beside him a little too hard and an eyeball pops out of it's skull.
"My word George! Such rudeness to our guest!" The old man chides his 'friend' while returning the lost eye to where it belongs. "I apologize on his behalf."He then notices the man beyond Richard. "Excuse me sir? But, did you know its rude to eavesdrop on a conversation? Or mayhaps you be a friend of Mr..." "Ri-richard Anselm, Mr. Aiken." The old man looks at Richard as if he had grown a horn and called himself a unicorn. "Mr. Aiken? Pah, that was my father's name! I insist you call me Mr. Bradley." The old man laughs again and Richard joins him with uneasy laughter as the zombies never once broke their gazes from him as soon as he got within 5 feet of the older man.
@Phantomlink959
"Ah, so that's what happened that day? Goodness gracious, I believed the other agents saying it was a gas pipe explosion." The man raised a knuckle to his lips and uses it to stifle a chuckle. "We had to shower with ice cold water for a week and a half because of you! Hehehe." The man shakes his head side to side gently as he lets the feeling go away. Not a moment too soon, they had the laughter and his partner noticed the faint scents in the air. He didn't need to told twice when Argus gave him orders. The laughter grew louder and louder until they came upon a fountain with a statue of an angel holding a harp, eyes closed as if playing a gentle lullaby for the dead. There sat a well dressed old man on one of the four benches that surrounded the fountain.
He was not alone, he was accompanied by a half dozen animated corpses that seemed to aimlessly wander the area but rarely going father than 15 feet away from the man, nor showing any aggression towards the pair of bureau agents. Even more Strange was the man that was chatting up one of the corpses that was seated beside him. "...and I was like: 'that's no fine lady, that's my mother-in-law!'" The man bursts out laughing his ass off to the point of wheezing and slapping his knee; like that joke was the best one he had heard his whole life, while his 'companion' merely stared blankly into the distance without a care in the world. Richard was not sure about his partner, but this had to be the strangest sight he had ever personally witnessed in his whole life.
"Ah, so that's what happened that day? Goodness gracious, I believed the other agents saying it was a gas pipe explosion." The man raised a knuckle to his lips and uses it to stifle a chuckle. "We had to shower with ice cold water for a week and a half because of you! Hehehe." The man shakes his head side to side gently as he lets the feeling go away. Not a moment too soon, they had the laughter and his partner noticed the faint scents in the air. He didn't need to told twice when Argus gave him orders. The laughter grew louder and louder until they came upon a fountain with a statue of an angel holding a harp, eyes closed as if playing a gentle lullaby for the dead. There sat a well dressed old man on one of the four benches that surrounded the fountain.
He was not alone, he was accompanied by a half dozen animated corpses that seemed to aimlessly wander the area but rarely going father than 15 feet away from the man, nor showing any aggression towards the pair of bureau agents. Even more Strange was the man that was chatting up one of the corpses that was seated beside him. "...and I was like: 'that's no fine lady, that's my mother-in-law!'" The man bursts out laughing his ass off to the point of wheezing and slapping his knee; like that joke was the best one he had heard his whole life, while his 'companion' merely stared blankly into the distance without a care in the world. Richard was not sure about his partner, but this had to be the strangest sight he had ever personally witnessed in his whole life.
"All Flood" means that anything prior to revealing Ano, was not in Floodtalon's volition. The actions done by the aforementioned Aasimar cleric, however, is all Floodtalon's choice.
No rules in 5e. Closest you can get is an auto hit and crit damage.
No rules in 5e. Closest you can get is an auto hit and crit damage.
Ed slinks to the shadows and moves quietly and carefully, having spotted a lone fanged lizard. The reptile in question was currently basking in a small ray of sunlight on a flat rock without a care in the world. 'Perfect...' Ed thought to himself and begins to skulk to a better flanking position; like an apex predator would...but from a smaller, less frightening, weaker, and significantly more timid apex predator. Though his intended target was completely unaware of his presence, the young dire rat was still cautious on his approach. It is a well known fact to Ed that overconfidence may be a slow killer, but one with a near-perfect record. Once in position, he launches his preemptive strike. He lunged at the resting lizard, teeth and claws bared. His teeth were to set upon the lizard's neck while his fore claws were at the ready to help his jaws rip and tear the the lizard's throat off of in a matter of seconds. His already superior physical strength combined with the [Stronger I] skill made sure that the sudden ambush, weather or not it killed Ed's intended target, would be a decisive attack. Though, Ed could only hope that the taste of blood would not activate his berserk state. He wanted to kill his prey quickly, not make an excessive mess and splatter it's blood and guts around him in a five foot radius.
First optional boss fight then. Tally ho!
Ed shook off the water off his fur, the anger within him seethed and rose. Blood rushed through his veins, delivering adrenaline throughout his body. His vision blurred significantly as he snarled at the water's surface. Majority of his killing intent aimed at...fish. The young dire rat could still control his body as well as his thought processes and ability to reason were still clear; unhindered by the rage and blood lust...but he could already feel the madness gnawing at it.'Stop, this is stupid! I'm literally angry at goddamn fish!'
And just like that, his everlasting and burning hate for the fish disappeared just as quickly as it appeared. 'Christ...that skill is dangerous. It activates even if I don't even realize it." He lets out a sigh. If he could get a rough estimate on how long he could keep control and stay sane while the skill was active, it would be roughly a minute; maybe even a little less. If he wanted to keep himself and the rest of his allies safe, he needed to master the skill as soon as he could. He then sees Asteria snag a fish and proceed to consume the fish. "Morning to you too, Asteria. Also, in my defense that fish seemed a thousand times bigger than it actually was...hmm, you're bigger than I remember." Ed told Asteria absentmindedly before realizing that the statement sounded rude. Most especially rude considering that Asteria was a lady, albeit a reincarnated lady turned into dire rat via magical means that he barely understands, but a lady none the less. His parents taught him better, shame on him. "Not that being big is a demerit. Quite the contrary even! Some would even admit its something to be attracted about a person." Yet again another statement that could lead to another misunderstanding. "Not that I find that feature about you attractive. And another. "Not that you aren't attractive, quite the contrary actually..." Ed seems to have a knack for implying things as well as making things weird. "I think that I'm rambling now and I'd be better if I shut up. I'm going to walk to the far side of the pond now." Ed then goes to the farthest side of the pod from where Danny and Asteria were and proceeds to dunk his head into the cold waters, screaming his heart out. Embarrassed to the point that death wouldn't be such a bad thing to happen now.
After a few short moments of self pity and yearning for the embrace of death, the young dire rat finally regains most of his senses but retains the great embarrassment he holds within himself. "Ok. That's enough acting like a baby." He winces as he remembers the embarrassing encounter only moments ago." OhmygodIwannadie." He lets the thought perish before standing up and dipping his muzzle into the water and finally takes in the cool re-hydrating liquid his body oh so desired. After having his fill of water, he considered returning to where Rattleskull's body laid. The body seemed to be such an easy meal for Ed but he hesitated; Rattleskull was simply too humanoid for Ed to even consider eating. No matter what physical form he had, the heart of a man still beat inside of him and it refused to eat something so closely resembling the human form. "I suppose hunting would be a great alternative." Ed lets out a sigh and limbers up for the hunt. Satisfied with his pre-hunt exercise, he goes to a low position and lets [Muffle I] do its job in making his time sneaking more easy while he used his [Beast Sense I] to sniff out and listen for creatures he could take down.
Skill Deactivated: Rabid Fit I
And just like that, his everlasting and burning hate for the fish disappeared just as quickly as it appeared. 'Christ...that skill is dangerous. It activates even if I don't even realize it." He lets out a sigh. If he could get a rough estimate on how long he could keep control and stay sane while the skill was active, it would be roughly a minute; maybe even a little less. If he wanted to keep himself and the rest of his allies safe, he needed to master the skill as soon as he could. He then sees Asteria snag a fish and proceed to consume the fish. "Morning to you too, Asteria. Also, in my defense that fish seemed a thousand times bigger than it actually was...hmm, you're bigger than I remember." Ed told Asteria absentmindedly before realizing that the statement sounded rude. Most especially rude considering that Asteria was a lady, albeit a reincarnated lady turned into dire rat via magical means that he barely understands, but a lady none the less. His parents taught him better, shame on him. "Not that being big is a demerit. Quite the contrary even! Some would even admit its something to be attracted about a person." Yet again another statement that could lead to another misunderstanding. "Not that I find that feature about you attractive. And another. "Not that you aren't attractive, quite the contrary actually..." Ed seems to have a knack for implying things as well as making things weird. "I think that I'm rambling now and I'd be better if I shut up. I'm going to walk to the far side of the pond now." Ed then goes to the farthest side of the pod from where Danny and Asteria were and proceeds to dunk his head into the cold waters, screaming his heart out. Embarrassed to the point that death wouldn't be such a bad thing to happen now.
After a few short moments of self pity and yearning for the embrace of death, the young dire rat finally regains most of his senses but retains the great embarrassment he holds within himself. "Ok. That's enough acting like a baby." He winces as he remembers the embarrassing encounter only moments ago." OhmygodIwannadie." He lets the thought perish before standing up and dipping his muzzle into the water and finally takes in the cool re-hydrating liquid his body oh so desired. After having his fill of water, he considered returning to where Rattleskull's body laid. The body seemed to be such an easy meal for Ed but he hesitated; Rattleskull was simply too humanoid for Ed to even consider eating. No matter what physical form he had, the heart of a man still beat inside of him and it refused to eat something so closely resembling the human form. "I suppose hunting would be a great alternative." Ed lets out a sigh and limbers up for the hunt. Satisfied with his pre-hunt exercise, he goes to a low position and lets [Muffle I] do its job in making his time sneaking more easy while he used his [Beast Sense I] to sniff out and listen for creatures he could take down.
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