Roll to Dodge: Well, Here I am

[Earthling]

I help CCRunner in the kitchen; mentally layering bread upon cheese upon tomatoes upon meat and Dagwood appears with an assortment of sandwiches so we're all not going hungry.

 

[Seon]

You got to find them first... (unless of course you meant find the sandwich built to your specifications)

 

[Earthling]

Dagwood shows up with the sandwiches when summoned.

If it goes wrong I guess we'll summon his angry boss

And if it goes really well... Blondie

 

[choxorn]

...Ayn Rand... ...Logic...

How can these both be in the same paragraph-thing?'

Realizing that's not working, I pick up a floorboard and smash the vending machine's glass to get to the weapons. Wood is an insulator and so it can't shock me, after all.

 

[Seon]

If you want, I can transform Ayn Rand into Backwards Logic with all his fingers left.

 

[Earthling]

Oh and srry bout the alien guys! Probably not so good. If I don't succeed at summoning some sandwiches here I promise I'll stop the summoning.

 

[choxorn]

On second thought, between Ayn Rand and Backwards Logic, I'll take Ayn Rand.

 

[Omega124]

Urges... To glomp... rising.

But, I have better things to do, like...

PULL THE ****ING SPLINTER OUT OF MY EYE!

OOC EDIT:Roy's fire sword roughly translates as "Sword of Seals", if you want a specific name for it

 

[civplayah]

I hurriedly grab stuff and rush back inside to the den (if the house has one.)

 

[mythmonster2]

FALCON PAWNCH Ayn Rand in the face.

 

[Perfection]

WINGMEN AREN'T SUPPOSED TO MAKE THE MOVES, THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO SUPPORT THE PILOT. BANANA, YOUR ACTIONS WERE TOTALLY INAPPROPRIATE.

I attempt to impress the Arms dealer with my toughness by calmy asking for the location of bandages and a steam cleaner to clean up the awful mess BananaLee caused. (Of course, my intention is for her to insist that she is to take care of my leg [after all she did shoot me] which of course requires the removal of my trousers, etc. etc.)

 

[BananaLee]

She took me to her room, mate.

I begin to enjoy being no.3 in the 3some.

 

[Catharsis]

Hey, hey now! The meatballs action was me, not CCRunner!

Since there don't seem to be any meatballs, I find and consume all the garlicky stuff I can lay my hands on, so I can use garlic breath as a weapon.

 

[TheLastOne36]

Wait, so what happened last round? Nothing????

If so...

My action is to strangle the GM untill I get an answer, because I really like pie. The GM can also give me pie if he would like.

 

[CCRunner]

I alter my fortress to be indestructible by all enemies, while still allowing me to breathe and leave at will. Then I take a nap

 

[kill fire]

I have to get in this.

I find a room with no one in it and has only one entrance and go inside.

 

[Perfection]

NO EXCUSE BANANA, NO EXCUSE. WHEN YOU CLAIM TO BE A WINGMAN, THE TARGET IS AUTOMATICALLY OFF LIMITS TO YOU.

I claim that BananaLee moving in on my women when she made it EXTREMELY CLEAR that his advances were uninvited constitutes an egregious attack on me, therefore I claim the right to a free roll (A ROLL TO DODGE his advances, if you will). The manner of which I defend my woman is removing her secondary weapon from her bedside (of course giving her a knowing nod in the process so that she understands my intentions) and blasting him to kingdom come!

 

[Seon]

MICE
They have red glowy eyes.​

Several Hordes of mice appears from the snowstorm and charges towards the house...

Mice Horde A
10 HP
Location: Kitchen (They dug underground)

Mice Horde B
10 HP
(Outside chasing civplayah)
Mice Horde C
10 HP
Outside
Mice Horde D
10 HP
Outside
Civplayah is attacked by the mice!

ROLL TO DODGE! 4: You manage to avoid the furry teeth. Some scrapes but nothing worth mentioning

With my wandless magic ability, I shout Petrificus Totalus! and petrify the nearest player that isn't me.

1: Several floorboard lying around scoffs at your efforts to make a weapon out of Ayn Rand instead of them and decides to impress the audience with extensive product testing.

ROLL TO DODGE: 2: The Product testing was a success. There are orders from across the globe attemting to buy pieces of floorboard as weapons (-4 HP)

I help CCRunner in the kitchen; mentally layering bread upon cheese upon tomatoes upon meat and Dagwood appears with an assortment of sandwiches so we're all not going hungry

3: A newborn puppy and an wooden stick appears.

THEN THE RAT ATTACKS!
ROLL TO DODGE: 1: The puppy was eaten alive. So was the stick

Realizing that's not working, I pick up a floorboard and smash the vending machine's glass to get to the weapons. Wood is an insulator and so it can't shock me, after all

3: Despite the success of the weapon against Milarqui, it was no match for the epic vending machine.

PULL THE ****ING SPLINTER OUT OF MY EYE!

6: You pull the splinter, and some of your flesh, out. (-3 HP. One eyed. -10 points because you rather liked the eye you pulled out)

I hurriedly grab stuff and rush back inside to the den (if the house has one.)

1: In one epic move, you trip on one of the handgrenades and your finger brushe against the C4 Detonator.

ROLL TO DODGE
3: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM(ba)! You manage to curl up into a little ball in fetal position as everything around you is consumed in flames (Mice Horde B eliminated). You are then launched (-12 HP) by the force of the blast back into your bedroom.

FALCON PAWNCH Ayn Rand in the face

6: . Your cloth suddenly change into skin tight uniform. You suddenly don a protective helmet and then pull your arm back. "FALCON!!!!" You yell, surprising Ayn Rand as she suddenly turns from vaporizing Milarqui back to see you. "PAAAAAWNNNNCH!!!!" You yell. Ayn Rand, met with the sheer power of the Falcoln goes flying back and creates a hole in CCrunner's bunker (-25 HP for Ayn Rand).

Meanwhile the room explodes and everyone goes flying towards the vending machine
ROLL TO DODGE: 6: Choxorn passes right through the vending machne, bending quantum phsyics on the way. On his way traveling through the machine, he manages to knock out a Combat Shotgun, Plasma Rifle MK 5, SAW, and an AK-47 out of the machine. Just to be picked up.


Miraculously the curtains saved everyone

I attempt to impress the Arms dealer with my toughness by calmy asking for the location of bandages and a steam cleaner to clean up the awful mess BananaLee caused. (Of course, my intention is for her to insist that she is to take care of my leg [after all she did shoot me] which of course requires the removal of my trousers, etc. etc.)

6: Let's just say you suceed epicly. (+ 20 point)

I begin to enjoy being no.3 in the 3some

4: Let's just say you suceed but not epicly suceed. (+ 10 point)

Since there don't seem to be any meatballs, I find and consume all the garlicky stuff I can lay my hands on, so I can use garlic breath as a weapon

2: Mouldy garlic. (-5 point for you boyo)

I alter my fortress to be indestructible by all enemies, while still allowing me to breathe and leave at will. Then I take a nap

2: Shocked at the awful mess MM2 created, you touch the fort and it breaks apart. Now exit it and breathe at will.

I find a room with no one in it and has only one entrance and go inside

1: You go outside (-4 HP)

THE MICE ATTACKS!
ROLL TO DODGE!!
3: IT BIT OFF YOUR FINGER!!! (-1 HP)


Meanwhile the Vending Machine dispenses a box...

Meanwhile the Alien makes his move at the tastiest of the target...
ROLL TO DODGE FOR MILARQUI (that ketchup on that smiley face... yum)
6: You falcoln pawnch that Alien into Ayn Rand (-10 HP for Ayn Rand. -15 HP for the Alien)
Ayn Rand strikes back!
Roll to Dodge: 2: A bolt of fire exits Ayn Rand's finger and impacts Mythmonster in the chest (-3 HP)
Roy makes his move...
6: He beheads that alien's head off (+10 point for Milarqui!) with such force that his sword escapes his grasp and flies toward Omega124
Roll To Dodge for OMEGA!: You catch the sword midair and throw it back at Roy, who catches it.

 

[choxorn]

Now we're talking. I pick up all the weapons that fell on the ground.

 

[Seon]

I have changed the rules. Now Teamkills = -20 points.

And it may be a better ideas to only take a few of those guns, Choxorn. They are rather heavy