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Post by The Rocketmen on Nov 15, 2018 13:33:19 GMT -5
JIFF DM: Jiff takes a look around the shoreline. Water, water everywhere and all the boards did shrink. Water, water everywhere and not a drop to drink. The ship seems to have sunk into the sand a bit, likely due to the tide being out. It would only be a matter of time for the tide to come back in, and so far, it's slowly approaching.
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Post by The Rocketmen on Nov 15, 2018 13:36:32 GMT -5
to oliver... bixby: call me bixby... i can heal all sorts of wounds. just wondering what we should do to get out of this problem we have.. anybody got any ideas? Oliver, to Bixby Well in that case. Here goes nuttin'. *Oliver attempts to pick the cannonball up over his head and slam it down on his ankle in order to break it and pull it free from the shackles.* DM: Oliver is successful in his event. The canonball weighed a grand total of 42lbs. With a grunt, he hoists it high above, contemplates throwing it and ultimately drops it instead. It lands directly on the clasp, instantly breaking his ankle. Oliver is now in incredible pain, has a broken food and ankle, and is still attached to the chain. His foot has begun to swell from the injury. The clasp is slightly dented, showing signs of an idiot dropping a 42 pound weight on it.
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Post by The Mighty Ducks on Nov 15, 2018 13:40:49 GMT -5
Oliver, to Bixby Well in that case. Here goes nuttin'. *Oliver attempts to pick the cannonball up over his head and slam it down on his ankle in order to break it and pull it free from the shackles.* DM: Oliver is successful in his event. The canonball weighed a grand total of 42lbs. With a grunt, he hoists it high above, contemplates throwing it and ultimately drops it instead. It lands directly on the clasp, instantly breaking his ankle. Oliver is now in incredible pain, has a broken food and ankle, and is still attached to the chain. His foot has begun to swell from the injury. The clasp is slightly dented, showing signs of an idiot dropping a 42 pound weight on it.
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Post by The Texas Rattlesnakes on Nov 15, 2018 13:51:46 GMT -5
Oliver, after he's done yelling in pain: God forgive me... fook that hurt worse than when me pops caught me smokin' his tobacco when I was jus a lad. The fooker swatted me fanny til it was blood red.
*Oliver attempts to pull his foot through the shackles*
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Post by The Rocketmen on Nov 15, 2018 13:54:31 GMT -5
Oliver, after he's done yelling in pain: God forgive me... fook that hurt worse than when me pops caught me smokin' his tobacco when I was jus a lad. The fooker swatted me fanny til it was blood red. *Oliver attempts to pull his foot through the shackles* DM: Success! The foot is free at last. Oliver attempts to walk on it, but the sheer pain and inability to hop around on unstable and non-compliant sand has forced him to tumble to the ground. His foot continues to swell due to injury. He cannot walk.
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Post by The Texas Rattlesnakes on Nov 15, 2018 14:04:35 GMT -5
Oliver: Well lads, looks like I'm free, but it doesn't look like I'll be walkin round much. to Bixby: Unless you have any tricks up your sleeve to help a fella out?
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Post by The Texas Rattlesnakes on Nov 15, 2018 15:39:32 GMT -5
OOC: The Rocketmen how much time has gone by since we've all woken up?
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Post by The Rocketmen on Nov 15, 2018 15:43:02 GMT -5
OOC: The Rocketmen how much time has gone by since we've all woken up? OOC: About fifteen minutes. Still hoping some others might wake up. So far, in fifteen minutes, we've got some brief introductions, and you pulling your leg free by smashing your foot. And still no one has venison. Basically, it went like this "Oliver woke up. Hey how's it going? Oh damn, my foot! Can you help me? Can you? No? Welp. Smashes Foot.
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Post by The Texas Rattlesnakes on Nov 15, 2018 15:48:11 GMT -5
OOC: The Rocketmen how much time has gone by since we've all woken up? OOC: About fifteen minutes. Still hoping some others might wake up. So far, in fifteen minutes, we've got some brief introductions, and you pulling your leg free by smashing your foot. And still no one has venison. Basically, it went like this "Oliver woke up. Hey how's it going? Oh damn, my foot! Can you help me? Can you? No? Welp. Smashes Foot. Love it.
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Post by The Texas Rattlesnakes on Nov 15, 2018 21:40:11 GMT -5
OOC: I'm also gonna throw out there that it's safe to say Oliver has no idea that anyone else has abilities unless they display them or come out and say something. Idk what the rest of you guys know, but Oliver doesn't know shit when it comes to that.
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Post by The Killing Joke on Nov 15, 2018 21:53:11 GMT -5
Carl: I don't have any venison but I'm sure we can find some other more delicate meat within the wreak of the ship. Maybe now that Olivers foot is no longer needed we can eat properly
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Post by The Texas Rattlesnakes on Nov 15, 2018 21:56:23 GMT -5
Carl: I don't have any venison but I'm sure we can find some other more delicate meat within the wreak of the ship. Maybe now that Olivers foot is no longer needed we can eat properly Oliver: Jesus Christ! Hold yer horses, mate. Me foot ain't goin nowhere, especially in any of you fella's stomach. Besides, let's let Bixby have a looky before we jump to conclusions, ya? *Oliver manages to back away slightly from Carl*
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Post by The Killing Joke on Nov 15, 2018 22:04:42 GMT -5
Milkmire, to Carl: Where are you from, good sir? Know any good fables? Or riddles, as it were? Carl: I'm from a small town out in Slovakia, used to run a butcher shop. No idea what this thing you call a riddle is, but I could tell you all about the Baba Yaga. She's a real treat
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Post by The Texas Rattlesnakes on Nov 15, 2018 22:06:11 GMT -5
Milkmire, to Carl: Where are you from, good sir? Know any good fables? Or riddles, as it were? Carl: I'm from a small town out in Slovakia, used to run a butcher shop. No idea what this thing you call a riddle is, but I could tell you all about the Baba Yaga. She's a real treat Oliver, to himself: Fookin Slovakians...
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Post by xx - Team GAP on Nov 15, 2018 23:53:32 GMT -5
bixby: ok ill heal your foot.. but if you self-inflict another wound im not helping.
ooc:bixby heals oliver
bixby: now lets look into what is available to help us get out of here...
ooc:i search around looking for anything that might help us to leave
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