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Post by The Sandmen on Nov 16, 2018 0:01:14 GMT -5
*Milkmire, bored and curious, retrieves 3 seemingly-different shackles strewn the ground. In hopes of learning more about the shackles, who wore them, who owned them, where they came from, and what they were used for in times past, he uses his ability, which Milkmire calls the "Reflectus Kinesis Objectus" or, more simply, the "RKO".) ( The Rocketmen for ability info) DM: You will have your answer in no more than 15 hours. OOC: There is a legitimate story that will be played, but I want to make sure I tie up loose-ends before committing to this ability from fear I ruin the game down the road when this is later quoted as "yeah but you said" etc. moments that I want to avoid. Please continue meeting your fellow shipwreckers and maybe convince others to join the game and get in character.
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Post by The Sandmen on Nov 16, 2018 0:04:49 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 Milkmire tries to eat Oliver's foot. ( The Rocketmen)
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Post by The Sandmen on Nov 16, 2018 0:08:13 GMT -5
Concurrently. Milkmire, to all: Is anyone here illiterate? Meaning, is there anyone here who cannot read the written word? I was a reading instructer in a past life (chortles) and could teach any fine fellow to read while we;re waiting here. T'is a fine skill. Will just need to get your John Hancock on a few papers and we can get started. Anyone? (Milkmire checks his pocket for papers he carries with him. They are super-important papers that he would not have left home without. Have they survived the wreck? ( The Rocketmen))
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Post by Lord Byron's Conquistadors on Nov 16, 2018 0:32:31 GMT -5
Name: Lord Byron Ability: Temporal Rewind: Ability to rewind time (can rewind up to 10 recent posts). Bio: Spanish conquistador from the orient, moved to spain to avoid the influenza. became a conquistador when recruited by the queen herself after her handmaid saw him win a knife fight against 6 armenien thieves. one was named rick and another was named Edmond Tarverdyan. he has been on one failed mission to retrieve the arc of the covenant. he killed some Christians and is not proud of himself but it had to be done. he is tall and dresses like an Englishman for some mysterious reason including a tall top hat which seems a bit much. he has a slim mustache and his boots have rather tall heels. he does not have a beard because beards are for gay men who live in the closet and lord Byron is not a gay man. he is straight. it is unknown if lord Byron owns a castle. he might. he enjoys vodka in moderation during the evening, and rumor has it in excess once or twice a month. he is never seen drunk in public though. he has a blue handkerchief in his breast pocket with what looks like a small dab of blood on it. he can read hieroglyphics sometimes too. he carries a silver pocketwatch, which is set 7 miniutes fast so he is never late. he may or may not have a butler names oliver back home. he believes he is the fastest runner on the shipwrecked island or beach or wherever we are and looks forward to racing people to prove his medel. unbeknownst to anyone, he carries a small pocketknife in his left shoe, sewn into the heel. under his coat he wears a sharp black leather vest. Byron walks with a limp and so he carries a cane, crafted of black marble or ivory. no one knows. the top is alleged to be gold, but looks a bit faded for gold. looks more like silver, but he tells everyone who asks that it is gold. there is a faint carving of a snake at the foot of the cane. his hair is black, medium length and very straight and thin. he is balding slightly with some u-pattern baldness, but he hides it religiously with his tophat. it is unknwon if Byron has any siblings or family. when we start Byron does not know he has any special abilities. he has never rewound time before this day. his most prized possession is either his cane some say or maybe his ancient, antique grandfather clock at home, which rings in the hour, every hour, on the hour. since it is in his home it is not set fast like his pocketwatch is. when he is at home he is always on time when he is out and about he prefers to never be late. that's his motto. he sometimes enjoys birdwatching and people say he has birds in his castle that he may or may not have. if he does they live in the attick and its possible they are vultures and he brings them homeless people. its possible but most people think this is just gossip. people like to gossip about lord Byron. he was never bullied though. he was too tall to be bullied. especially as a boy. he might have been adopted or might not have. one rumor says he was adopted by hogs when some gangsters tried to dump his dead body into a pig stye, but he was not dead, and he lived among them for a few years until he realized he was a human. that was obviously bullshit but a lot of villagers liked telling that story. lord Byron often gives spare change to beggars. especially young boys. he named one particular lad he sees a lot The Artful Dodger. no one knows why. yet.
Lord Byron looks forward to getting to know you and getting the hell out of here. or so the townspeople whisper.
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Post by The Texas Rattlesnakes on Nov 16, 2018 4:50:42 GMT -5
OOC: Byron that is fucking awesome
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Post by The Texas Rattlesnakes on Nov 16, 2018 8:58:04 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 Oliver: Thank ya, mate. I owe ya one. As fer the self-infliction... it had to be done.
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Post by The Texas Rattlesnakes on Nov 16, 2018 9:00:14 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 Milkmire tries to eat Oliver's foot. ( The Rocketmen) *Oliver let's out a girlish Yelp as he lunges backwards to avoid Milkmire* Oliver: Git away from me you crazy old man! Keep your fookin distance.
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Post by The Rocketmen on Nov 16, 2018 9:05:17 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 DM: Bixby waves his tiny chubby arms in the air and spits out the syllables "z tym zaklęciem uzdrawiam twojego osła pieszego" Oliver stares confused at Bixby. "I'm just kidding. You're healed, sort of." The healing spell was a success, but while the swelling has suppressed and the bones were re-fused, Oliver still feels a pain and will require some form of assistance to walk on that foot. DM: Bixby notices a pile of rubble that seems peculiarly taller than the rest of the ruin.
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Post by The Sandmen on Nov 16, 2018 9:08:18 GMT -5
Milkmire, to himself: I speak Polish. I get jokes.
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Post by The Texas Rattlesnakes on Nov 16, 2018 9:39:53 GMT -5
Concurrently. Milkmire, to all: Is anyone here illiterate? Meaning, is there anyone here who cannot read the written word? I was a reading instructer in a past life (chortles) and could teach any fine fellow to read while we;re waiting here. T'is a fine skill. Will just need to get your John Hancock on a few papers and we can get started. Anyone? (Milkmire checks his pocket for papers he carries with him. They are super-important papers that he would not have left home without. Have they survived the wreck? ( The Rocketmen)) Oliver: Some of me friends back in the Stateys taught me to read some of the basics. Havent seen anythin' too hard to understand.
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Post by xx - Team GAP on Nov 16, 2018 10:46:29 GMT -5
Bixby walks over to the rubble pile which is a bit taller and starts searching through it for something that appears important.
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Post by The Rocketmen on Nov 16, 2018 11:07:07 GMT -5
DM: You will have your answer in no more than 15 hours. OOC: There is a legitimate story that will be played, but I want to make sure I tie up loose-ends before committing to this ability from fear I ruin the game down the road when this is later quoted as "yeah but you said" etc. moments that I want to avoid. Please continue meeting your fellow shipwreckers and maybe convince others to join the game and get in character. DM:Ability Triggered.
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Post by The Texas Rattlesnakes on Nov 16, 2018 11:07:44 GMT -5
Oliver, to Bixby: Need some help reachin' the top of that there pile, fella? I reckon it's a wee bit too tall fer ya.
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Post by The Rocketmen on Nov 16, 2018 11:08:12 GMT -5
OOC: Will also mention that just because your character has an ability does not guarantee it will work every time or work to the length you hope it will. So always write "attempt" when performing an action.
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Post by The Rocketmen on Nov 16, 2018 11:10:27 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 Milkmire tries to eat Oliver's foot. ( The Rocketmen) DM Milkmire keeps crouching down to reach for Oliver's foot, but the bugger keeps movin' about, limping on his foot, and avoiding Milkmire's chattering bite attempts. Milkmire lunches for a full bite but eats sand instead.
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