talonNES: MES/NES III

Getting up is difficult. Baseline 50, roll 87. McTravish crashes back down. Even this, though, is enough to render Stunned Guy unconscious.

The next boarder grabs McTravish by the lapels and tries to haul you up. Baseline 40, roll 16. McTravish, dual-wielding his two remaining bottles, whacks at him with 'em. Baselines each 80, rolls 98 and 89. He somehow manages to recreate a quintessential slapstick moment, whacking himself. -12 HP.

The other boarders each punch at him. Due to one of them holding McTravish, they have to take rather more careful aim. Baseline 50, rolls 76 and 41. -6 HP to McTravish, -3 HP to the guy holding him from a misaimed punch.

McTravish uses the opportunity to break free. Baseline 75, roll 9. His holder is knocked over the sensors console, losing 6 HP and in a fair amount of pain. The two others, again try to punch him, but a cry of "FER BARZE" further intimidates them. Baseline 60, rolls 60 and 40. -10 HP

McTravish tries to tackle one. Baseline 70, roll 52. Both fall to the ground heavily. -4 HP for the guy. The other grabs him and pulls him off. Baseline 45, roll 34. McTravish is pulled up, but the boarder loses his grip and stumbles backward.

So, McTravish is at 58/85 HP, with one guy on the floor in front of him, and a boarder on either side. The one on the left is more severely injured than the one on the right. Still dual-wielding the bottles.
 
I smash the bottles over the head of the guy on the left.
 
With a great clapping motion, The Drunk Pilot attempts to strike a boarder. Baseline 55, roll 14. He winds up on the right side of the slapstick this time, and the victim is knocked down and within 9 HP of his consciousness and life. The boarder on his right tries to tackle him to the floor, while the boarder on the ground tries to trip him. Baselines 60, 40, rolls 64, 19. McTravish falls to the floor, losing 3 HP.

McTravish whales on the guy in front of him. Baseline 65, rolls 74, 45. The man is out cold, and will die unless he receives at least rudimentary medical attention. The other two pile on top, trying to hold him down. Baseline 65, rolls 49, 36. McTravish is now pinned by the two remaining boarders.
 
I try and break free of the two remaining people.
 
The Drunk Pilot tries to break free, while the two remaining boarders hold him down. Baseline 40, roll 61. He is firmly suppressed.

"You the pilot," growls one, "or is he?"


And Kniwles arrives at the important part UN. She's taken to a good-sized council room and put before five men and women, seated on one side of a long communal desk. Their placards read, "Brazil", "Sweden", "South Africa", "Argentina", and "India". The other couple dozen seats around the edge of the room are empty. The room is dramatically lit with spotlights.

"Good day," says South Africa disinterestedly. "You are?"
 
Kniwles pauses for a second, before saying, softly, "I'm... My name is is Kniwles. I arrived here, believe it or not, on a spaceship. I come from a world where magic is a reality. I can demonstrate it, if you wish."
 
"One at a time, please. First, the spaceship. Basically, it goes places. No one's quite sure how, but we think it can also go to alternate realities. For example, I'm from another Earth similar to this one. But everything is different. We have different nations, and were in the past. But now I'm here.

"Second: magic. Basically, I can summon 'spirits' which follow my commands. Like this." /summon biggest being I can while staying in control.
 
Kniwles summons a massive titanium elemental, ten feet tall (brushing the ceiling and playing havoc with the dramatic lighting) which turns to her for instruction. The five jump back in alarm, although Brazil had the presence of mind to press an alarm button first. Soldiers rush in, with guns drawn and shouts of "Stand down!". The effort cost 7 MP, with another 1/hour required to maintain its presence.

The barman is starting to wonder if Gámez and Rodriguez plan on doing anything.

The crowd has closed to 2 blocks of Savoldelli.
 
OOC: Not sure what to do. :undecide:

There's not a lot to do at the bar without any significant people or conflict there. We can't get the alcohol without a ship, even if we had the money (we don't?). So until NinjaCow is done doing...stuff, we can't move it. Or am I wrong?

So...yeah.
 
"Not sure if what we have will be enough to cover that..." Antonio said. "Sancha, we must move now. We have to ask Ian if he will be willing to accept this. Do you prefer to stay here and keep watch or to tell Ian about the deal?"
 
@Nintz: Just checking that the silence is deliberate.

@Arrow_Gamer: Yes. Yes, I do. Do you think Kniwles is the sort to think outside the box like that?

The crowd slows down just enough to give you a piece of their mind while running. Something about the bloodspatter is making them annoyed. You try to talk with them anyhow. Baseline 35, roll 22. They slow down, but the attitude is "the next thing out of your mouth had better be damn convincing."

The UN soldiers uneasily lower their weapons. Argentina asks, "Would you and your friend be interested in helping us solve a problem?"
 
Arrow Gamer said:
Hmmm. Titanium Elemental. Ever read OOTS?
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OCC: You read OOTS? Awesome, man. Awesome.

IC:

Donald tries to lie his way out of the situation. "Year, arm thar parlart." he says "Anne arf yar darn't rarlease me raight narow, arll sarnd a pyarschic sargnal to thar sharp wharch ill mark it blarw arp, thar darstratan warll mark yar warr lark sparlled marlk!"
 
talonschild said:
@Nintz: Just checking that the silence is deliberate.

@Arrow_Gamer: Yes. Yes, I do. Do you think Kniwles is the sort to think outside the box like that?

The crowd slows down just enough to give you a piece of their mind while running. Something about the bloodspatter is making them annoyed. You try to talk with them anyhow. Baseline 35, roll 22. They slow down, but the attitude is "the next thing out of your mouth had better be damn convincing."

The UN soldiers uneasily lower their weapons. Argentina asks, "Would you and your friend be interested in helping us solve a problem?"
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OOC: I don't know if she would, naturally, but she was trained for years to think outside the box, as that's when magic is at it's best.

IC: "Of course! But I'm going to need something rather... strange in return. Namely, as much beer as you can give me."
 
Argentina nods. "...I think we can arrange that. We'll offer $2000 worth. Would you like to hear the details before or after you collect yor comrade?"

McTravish attempts to bluff. Baseline 30, roll 50. The boarders are unconvined; they slam his head into the ground. "Speak clearly," they say. "What the hell are you talking about?" -5 HP, incidentally.
 
"Aye arm sparking blardy clearaly!" shouts Donald "Lark, whart thar harll dar yar garyse warnt anwar? Narbardy's ganna gart anytin artta harldin' mah darwn!"
 
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