I was trying to create a fake Clams to use as a trap, but definitely didn't make it very clear
[Tron]URL="http://glossolalia-rpg.pbworks.com/Nolan"]Nolan[/URLSTRESS 0%RAD 0% Skills:Mechanic 60% Medical Training 60% Robonet User 20% Traits:Leetle -10% Rollin' -5% Trustworthy Fool -10% Terrible Liar -10% Mild Mannered 5% No Emotion Chip 15% Adorable 10% Long Range Modem 10% Robonet Connectivity 5%(free) Unable to do much for STYX Nolan tries to thing on their next course of action.
KT: I reckon we see where dis fella was headed
Nolan unlocks the door he just worked so hard to lock, following through to see if he can find where the virus may have been headed
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people are feeling insecure after they find out speed hasn't jerked his gerkin?
that's a really silly thing to feel insecure about
Exactly. I find it amusing, but in the way I find any sort of personality quirk amusing. Plus, it would be pretty hypocritical of me to call anyone weird and mean it in a derogatory fashion.
ANYWAY! I'm reading the last thread of the first Gloss. I decided I didn't want to read every single thread in detail, so I just read the long-ass summary and only did a post-by-post reading of stuff I felt was particularly important (the PsychoWhale mission, Gary's decision to wipe out Mancery, and the start of the timeskip). Of course, I can't really do that for the last thread, but I wouldn't want to anyway. It's THE END, after all.
[Tokyo]COLOR="Lime"]2%[/COLOR [Robonet] The door opens onto a long hallway, with bright blue lines now clogged with red light. Looking down that hallway, Nolan can't help but feel apprehensive. Something bad is down there.
[London]COLOR="Lime"]41%[/COLOR [Chetquest] Chet pushes open the doors and strides out onto the Savannah, the cavernous ceiling looming over the vast, sun-baked plains. Everyone he has ever known is there, sitting on various jeeps and min-vans that have been arranged in a circle around the TGI Friday. A few barbecues have been set up, and many have brought coolers.
The Lion looms over Chet, its telescoping heads whipping about madly, fracturing into three long necks each tipped by a single mane-less head. It begins to laugh at Chet.
The audience laughs with it.
[Jack] "I'm Bat-man," he growls flatly.
[MI6] The mutant in gray motions for R.B. to stay where he is. Glancing to his side, he can see that the other guests have been similarly stopped on their respective piers. They all seem remarkably well-dressed - well-tailored outfits made from remarkably fancy materials. It's a stark change from the standard wasteland attire, and anyone who could even find such clothing must be doing something right.
The sunlight outside goes dim as another, final, ship rolls in - what appears to be a military patrol boat of some kind, apparently Russian in origin, and refitted into some sort of strange yacht-cruiser hybrid. Mutants carrying AK-47s line the deck, wearing furs and thick coats. Unable to fit inside the bay, a smaller landing craft disembarks, carrying three guards and a mutant who must be the one Charles spoke of - a towering figure dressed in deep red, and draped in black fur.
As the Russian climbs aboard the pier, a door opens on the catwalk above. A woman steps out, wearing a low-cut evening dress. She is, without a doubt, the most beautiful mutant woman R.B. has ever seen. She is radiant - partially literally, thanks to a series of bioluminescent patches on her neck and shoulders. She addresses the crowd. "Greatings, guests! It is a pleasure to see you all here. Mr. Daggle welcomes you!"
[Chicago]COLOR="Lime"]5%[/COLOR [Kruppe] The boy shakes his head. "Nah, man, my lungs just been fucked up since the thing." He coughs again, covering his mouth, a tiny bit of light flashing behind his hand.
[The Kid] [NEOTOMA card not found. Also, you have to post the image. Also, you're a way late on the draw there, Tommy - when meeting a new NPC. That was several posts ago.] "No, we haven't." He says, waving dismissively. "Oh, an' don't try your mind-fuckery on me, ya li'l snot, I'm, whatcha-call-it, more powerful an' you can possibly imagine an' all that."
[Sydney] "Better." Senor Del Feugo bobs his head slightly. "The static's to keep other outs, and the man in the box in."
[Mayfield]COLOR="Lime"]92%[/COLOR
The two continue on down the tunnel as it winds about in slow, gently turns. There are no further disturbances behind them.
After several minutes, they reach a point where the tunnel collides with another underground structure, this one a large storage area of some sort - tall steel shelves and large cardboard boxes surround them, most of which seem to have been torn open in some fashion.
There is a faint rattle from one of the shelves ahead.
URL="http://glossolalia-rpg.pbworks.com/Jayce-Watts"]Jayce[/URL[Stress]:0%[RAD]:0% Skills:Nasty Brawling 60%, Casual Socializing 40% Traits: Horror Show 10%, Agile Aquarian 15%, Klawtana Kawmbatant 5%, Sightless Electrolocation 5%, Natural Camouflage 10% Meta Traits:Mutant Swift
"Okay, I get it now." Jess says, putting a hand on her hip, "Someone slipped something in my drink and I'm hallucinating big-time, while in reality I'm being gang-banged. Great job guys. Score another for Joy-Rider Jess."
[CHETQUEST][Chet]STRESS 0%RAD 0% Skills:Telekinesis 60% Customer Service Training 43% Cooking 15% Hobby Model Construction 5% Traits:TK Speedster 10% Seemingly Harmless 5% Diamond-Hard Head 5% Real Good Guy 10% Handless Ugly Mutant -10% Burn Scars -15%
Chet stops in his tracks, frozen in confusion.
"M-mom? D-dad? . . . Big Kev!? Everyone is here... Why? Why are you all laughing? Is it me? What did I do!? Please! Tell me what I did! TELL ME!" Chet slumps to the ground.
He notices the lion. "You. Why won't you leave me alone? I want you to go away now."
[CHETQUEST][Chet]STRESS 0%RAD 0% Skills:Telekinesis 60% Customer Service Training 43% Cooking 15% Hobby Model Construction 5% Traits:TK Speedster 10% Seemingly Harmless 5% Diamond-Hard Head 5% Real Good Guy 10% Handless Ugly Mutant -10% Burn Scars -15%
"Armless? Okay, that's just something I'll have to live with. Dickless? I'm sure it's there somewhere. Worthless? No, fuck that. And fuck you. You don't matter, neither does your opinion."
Chet gets back up.
"You know what, continue laughing. I don't care anymore. I'm not worthless, you are.
[Chetquest] COLOR="Magenta"]+10%[/COLOR The Lion laughs, its entire body shaking. "I'm worthless? Ha! Look at you, little thing! Look at how weak you are! Look at your weakness!"
[CHETQUEST][Chet]STRESS 0%RAD 0% Skills:Telekinesis 60% Customer Service Training 43% Cooking 15% Hobby Model Construction 5% Traits:TK Speedster 10% Seemingly Harmless 5% Diamond-Hard Head 5% Real Good Guy 10% Handless Ugly Mutant -10% Burn Scars -15%
"You're starting to sound pathetic."
Back in London, Chet continues his mutation. Between his chin and the bit of neck that leads to his legs a bulge starts to grow. Oh dear.
Wolf snarls, his pride wounded, and shouts, "I say! That's no way to respond to impending adventure, what! I just bloody laid out the perfect reason to do the opposite of walking away! You're bloody daft for ignoring it!" He steams, his temper agitated and making him snarly.
[CHETQUEST][Chet]STRESS 0%RAD 0% Skills:Telekinesis 60% Customer Service Training 43% Cooking 15% Hobby Model Construction 5% Traits:TK Speedster 10% Seemingly Harmless 5% Diamond-Hard Head 5% Real Good Guy 10% Handless Ugly Mutant -10% Burn Scars -15%
"Ouch, that hurts. Gonna take me awhile to think up a come back."
Chet goes into an exaggerated thinking pose.
"Sorry, that insult was so stupid I couldn't think of anything." Chet shrugs.
[CHETQUEST][Chet]STRESS 0%RAD 0% Skills:Telekinesis 60% Customer Service Training 43% Cooking 15% Hobby Model Construction 5% Traits:TK Speedster 10% Seemingly Harmless 5% Diamond-Hard Head 5% Real Good Guy 10% Handless Ugly Mutant -10% Burn Scars -15%
[Chetquest]
The lion roars, its three head-neck-tentacle things whipping about wildly. It takes another swing at Chuck, [33%]COLOR="Red"]+15% Stress[/COLOR[71%] tossing the little head-man through the front-window of the TGI Fridays.
[CHETQUEST][Chet]STRESS 15%RAD 0% Skills:Telekinesis 60% Customer Service Training 43% Cooking 15% Hobby Model Construction 5% Traits:TK Speedster 10% Seemingly Harmless 5% Diamond-Hard Head 5% Real Good Guy 10% Handless Ugly Mutant -10% Burn Scars -15%
Chet floats out of the TGI Fridays.
"Are you mad? I think you are!"
Chet ties 2 of the tentacles together, with his MIND POWERS!
[Sydney]
"A little of Column A, a little of Column B. It is almost impossible to read an unwilling target's mind within the static, and it discerning any one mind from afar is almost impossible."
[CHETQUEST][Chet]STRESS 30%RAD 0% Skills:Telekinesis 60% Customer Service Training 43% Cooking 15% Hobby Model Construction 5% Traits:TK Speedster 10% Seemingly Harmless 5% Diamond-Hard Head 5% Real Good Guy 10% Handless Ugly Mutant -10% Burn Scars -15%
"Okay, you've had your fun."
Chet pushes the lion down onto the ground and holds him there.
[Chetquest] COLOR="Magenta"]+10%[/COLOR[50%] Chet pins the Lion down. It thrashes wildly with its legs and necks, but the sheer force of Chet's telekinesis keeps it pinned down.
The others will help, but it seems like the finishing blow on this beast must be something Chet takes into his own hands.
The Alpha Wolf hurls his pipe cane to the side of the large wolf and pursues on all fours as he roars, "You will have an audience with me! I shan't be ignored!"
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that's actually why I didn't for so long
both reasons
And I just like giving you shit about it. I don't care one way or the other if you do or don't. You just make a few other dudes around feel insecure.
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Traits: Leetle -10% Rollin' -5% Trustworthy Fool -10% Terrible Liar -10%
Mild Mannered 5% No Emotion Chip 15% Adorable 10% Long Range Modem 10% Robonet Connectivity 5%(free)
Unable to do much for STYX Nolan tries to thing on their next course of action.
KT: I reckon we see where dis fella was headed
Nolan unlocks the door he just worked so hard to lock, following through to see if he can find where the virus may have been headed
that's a really silly thing to feel insecure about
I was being facetious
DE?AD was really hitting on how weird he thinks it is, the other day
the assertion kinda bothered me
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dude doesn't like jerkin it
who cares
rather ironic heehee
Exactly. I find it amusing, but in the way I find any sort of personality quirk amusing. Plus, it would be pretty hypocritical of me to call anyone weird and mean it in a derogatory fashion.
ANYWAY! I'm reading the last thread of the first Gloss. I decided I didn't want to read every single thread in detail, so I just read the long-ass summary and only did a post-by-post reading of stuff I felt was particularly important (the PsychoWhale mission, Gary's decision to wipe out Mancery, and the start of the timeskip). Of course, I can't really do that for the last thread, but I wouldn't want to anyway. It's THE END, after all.
hoho
hoohoo
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But no I really don't mind I know it's all in good fun
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long time no see
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sheesh
[Robonet] The door opens onto a long hallway, with bright blue lines now clogged with red light. Looking down that hallway, Nolan can't help but feel apprehensive. Something bad is down there.
[London]COLOR="Lime"]41%[/COLOR
[Chetquest] Chet pushes open the doors and strides out onto the Savannah, the cavernous ceiling looming over the vast, sun-baked plains. Everyone he has ever known is there, sitting on various jeeps and min-vans that have been arranged in a circle around the TGI Friday. A few barbecues have been set up, and many have brought coolers.
The Lion looms over Chet, its telescoping heads whipping about madly, fracturing into three long necks each tipped by a single mane-less head. It begins to laugh at Chet.
The audience laughs with it.
[Jack] "I'm Bat-man," he growls flatly.
[MI6] The mutant in gray motions for R.B. to stay where he is. Glancing to his side, he can see that the other guests have been similarly stopped on their respective piers. They all seem remarkably well-dressed - well-tailored outfits made from remarkably fancy materials. It's a stark change from the standard wasteland attire, and anyone who could even find such clothing must be doing something right.
The sunlight outside goes dim as another, final, ship rolls in - what appears to be a military patrol boat of some kind, apparently Russian in origin, and refitted into some sort of strange yacht-cruiser hybrid. Mutants carrying AK-47s line the deck, wearing furs and thick coats. Unable to fit inside the bay, a smaller landing craft disembarks, carrying three guards and a mutant who must be the one Charles spoke of - a towering figure dressed in deep red, and draped in black fur.
As the Russian climbs aboard the pier, a door opens on the catwalk above. A woman steps out, wearing a low-cut evening dress. She is, without a doubt, the most beautiful mutant woman R.B. has ever seen. She is radiant - partially literally, thanks to a series of bioluminescent patches on her neck and shoulders. She addresses the crowd. "Greatings, guests! It is a pleasure to see you all here. Mr. Daggle welcomes you!"
[Chicago]COLOR="Lime"]5%[/COLOR
[Kruppe] The boy shakes his head. "Nah, man, my lungs just been fucked up since the thing." He coughs again, covering his mouth, a tiny bit of light flashing behind his hand.
[The Kid] [NEOTOMA card not found. Also, you have to post the image. Also, you're a way late on the draw there, Tommy - when meeting a new NPC. That was several posts ago.] "No, we haven't." He says, waving dismissively. "Oh, an' don't try your mind-fuckery on me, ya li'l snot, I'm, whatcha-call-it, more powerful an' you can possibly imagine an' all that."
[Sydney] "Better." Senor Del Feugo bobs his head slightly. "The static's to keep other outs, and the man in the box in."
[Democracy Town]COLOR="Lime"]67%[/COLOR ???
[Mayfield]COLOR="Lime"]92%[/COLOR
The two continue on down the tunnel as it winds about in slow, gently turns. There are no further disturbances behind them.
After several minutes, they reach a point where the tunnel collides with another underground structure, this one a large storage area of some sort - tall steel shelves and large cardboard boxes surround them, most of which seem to have been torn open in some fashion.
There is a faint rattle from one of the shelves ahead.
Skills:Nasty Brawling 60%, Casual Socializing 40%
Traits: Horror Show 10%, Agile Aquarian 15%, Klawtana Kawmbatant 5%, Sightless Electrolocation 5%, Natural Camouflage 10%
Meta Traits:Mutant Swift
"Okay, I get it now." Jess says, putting a hand on her hip, "Someone slipped something in my drink and I'm hallucinating big-time, while in reality I'm being gang-banged. Great job guys. Score another for Joy-Rider Jess."
Skills: Telekinesis 60% Customer Service Training 43% Cooking 15% Hobby Model Construction 5%
Traits: TK Speedster 10% Seemingly Harmless 5% Diamond-Hard Head 5% Real Good Guy 10% Handless Ugly Mutant -10% Burn Scars -15%
Chet stops in his tracks, frozen in confusion.
"M-mom? D-dad? . . . Big Kev!? Everyone is here... Why? Why are you all laughing? Is it me? What did I do!? Please! Tell me what I did! TELL ME!" Chet slumps to the ground.
He notices the lion. "You. Why won't you leave me alone? I want you to go away now."
do something
I'm not leading your mission for you
and Chet really oughta dis that Lion hard rather than be a pussy
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The Lion kicks Chet stomach. "Because you're a worthless, armless, dickless piece of quivering shit."
Skills:Nasty Brawling 60%, Casual Socializing 40%
Traits: Horror Show 10%, Agile Aquarian 15%, Klawtana Kawmbatant 5%, Sightless Electrolocation 5%, Natural Camouflage 10%
Meta Traits:Mutant Swift
"Oh come on, Chet! Be a man!"
You know what you must do.
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Traits: Goldfish-Snake -5% Adorable 10% IS ALWAYS SHOUTING -5%
"Yea man! you can do it!"
aaaarrrrmmmssss[TINY]and a dick[/TINY]
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"Armless? Okay, that's just something I'll have to live with. Dickless? I'm sure it's there somewhere. Worthless? No, fuck that. And fuck you. You don't matter, neither does your opinion."
Chet gets back up.
"You know what, continue laughing. I don't care anymore. I'm not worthless, you are.
edit: oh right, arms
COLOR="Magenta"]+10%[/COLOR The Lion laughs, its entire body shaking. "I'm worthless? Ha! Look at you, little thing! Look at how weak you are! Look at your weakness!"
Skills: Telekinesis 60% Customer Service Training 43% Cooking 15% Hobby Model Construction 5%
Traits: TK Speedster 10% Seemingly Harmless 5% Diamond-Hard Head 5% Real Good Guy 10% Handless Ugly Mutant -10% Burn Scars -15%
"You're starting to sound pathetic."
Back in London, Chet continues his mutation. Between his chin and the bit of neck that leads to his legs a bulge starts to grow. Oh dear.
COLOR="magenta"]+10%[/COLOR "I'm pathetic? Your... face! Your face is pathetic!"
Wolf snarls, his pride wounded, and shouts, "I say! That's no way to respond to impending adventure, what! I just bloody laid out the perfect reason to do the opposite of walking away! You're bloody daft for ignoring it!" He steams, his temper agitated and making him snarly.
The wolf still seems to be leaving.
Skills: Telekinesis 60% Customer Service Training 43% Cooking 15% Hobby Model Construction 5%
Traits: TK Speedster 10% Seemingly Harmless 5% Diamond-Hard Head 5% Real Good Guy 10% Handless Ugly Mutant -10% Burn Scars -15%
"Ouch, that hurts. Gonna take me awhile to think up a come back."
Chet goes into an exaggerated thinking pose.
"Sorry, that insult was so stupid I couldn't think of anything." Chet shrugs.
[76%] The beast growls and lunges, its heads whipping down through the air, slamming harmlessly into the ground beside Chet.
Skills: Telekinesis 60% Customer Service Training 43% Cooking 15% Hobby Model Construction 5%
Traits: TK Speedster 10% Seemingly Harmless 5% Diamond-Hard Head 5% Real Good Guy 10% Handless Ugly Mutant -10% Burn Scars -15%
"Ouch. Do you need a band-aid or anything?
The lion roars, its three head-neck-tentacle things whipping about wildly. It takes another swing at Chuck, [33%]COLOR="Red"]+15% Stress[/COLOR[71%] tossing the little head-man through the front-window of the TGI Fridays.
The crowd is no longer laughing.
Skills: Telekinesis 60% Customer Service Training 43% Cooking 15% Hobby Model Construction 5%
Traits: TK Speedster 10% Seemingly Harmless 5% Diamond-Hard Head 5% Real Good Guy 10% Handless Ugly Mutant -10% Burn Scars -15%
Chet floats out of the TGI Fridays.
"Are you mad? I think you are!"
Chet ties 2 of the tentacles together, with his MIND POWERS!
"Careful, you could hurt someone with those."
COLOR="Magenta"]+10%[/COLOR[64%] The Lion shrugs off Chet's attack, spinning around and snapping at the mutant cerebral, [57%]COLOR="Red"]+15% Stress[/COLOR[67%] leaving wicked gashes across his face.
[Skills: Pyrokinesis 70%, Parkour! 25%, Scheming 30%, Electrokinesis 10%, Telepathic 7%]
[Traits: Agile 10%, Hottie 10%, Blue Fire 10%, Honor is for losers 5%, Condesending -5%, Short Temper -5%]
"So keeping telepaths out or Dampening psycher powers"
"A little of Column A, a little of Column B. It is almost impossible to read an unwilling target's mind within the static, and it discerning any one mind from afar is almost impossible."
Skills: Telekinesis 60% Customer Service Training 43% Cooking 15% Hobby Model Construction 5%
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"Okay, you've had your fun."
Chet pushes the lion down onto the ground and holds him there.
"Alright everyone! Dog pile on the lion!"
COLOR="Magenta"]+10%[/COLOR[50%] Chet pins the Lion down. It thrashes wildly with its legs and necks, but the sheer force of Chet's telekinesis keeps it pinned down.
The others will help, but it seems like the finishing blow on this beast must be something Chet takes into his own hands.
make the lion suck it
after you knock out all its teeth
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[Wolf]
The Alpha Wolf hurls his pipe cane to the side of the large wolf and pursues on all fours as he roars, "You will have an audience with me! I shan't be ignored!"