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Okay then what are the steps we should take to discover the Hats are dangerous to be able to move against them?
A Hellfish flys again! ( a Simpsons X DVV CK2 Quest)
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Okay then what are the steps we should take to discover the Hats are dangerous to be able to move against them?
Your Answer Is!
Infiltrate Inventco to the point you discover Goob is not in command, but his hat is, then take the intrigue action chain it unlocks.
Alternatively, get VERY lucky and have one of the things that uncovers the hats are to some degree hostile happen by chance.
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Well, seeing as there's only like 2 mafia actions left at present and neither is especially hard (both dc 45), I will go with the +10 to a Fat Tony personal!
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Btw I ask this question in Discord asking if buying the Helping Hats for the Plant workers could lead to the discover of they true nature as well:
So you know, we could take that but still has a degree of danger but likely it's going to be a high risk high reward kind of deal.
So you know, we could take that but still has a degree of danger but likely it's going to be a high risk high reward kind of deal.
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So I guess we're just waiting for the adventure then?
Yes, whatever the rest of the dripping ink interlude is, then the random event roll and rival reports. And then we can see what the next turn has in store for us!
A (Final) Free Day In The Life Of A InventCo Employee
8:30
You slowly drag yourself out of your plain white bed and cross your white, red and blue room, the InventCo logo covering the right wall, your hat hands your company mandated InventCo branded orange juice and Invent-Os, which you sluggishly consume and rise to enter the main lobby, after the hat brushes your teeth, combs your hair and dresses you, of course
8:30-14:45
Dressed and prepared, you then head out the door to work, entering the white and red building, InventCo logo in the centre, immediately after entry your helping hat buzzes, detailing your tasks for the first shift
A short trip towards the computing area, you swiftly grab a seat left for you or perhaps another employee, and begin typing… and typing… and typing… and…
You awake with a start, fingers still moving across the keyboard, still working regardless of anything that happens to you, a look at the clock informs you it's only half an hour until lunch, so you once again start typing.
14:45-15:00
You arise as break comes, alongside everyone else in the computing area, and lazily move towards the cafeteria.
As usual, everybody gains the exact same meal, InventCo branded orange juice with a InventCo branded buttered toast, helping hats do all the work with purchasing, wirelessly transferring funds from the work- employee to the company, as the employees and yourself finish your bland and plain meals, you helping hat buzzes alongside all those in the cafeteria, and your second shift is stated.
15:00-17:00
Your second shift is a boring excavation session, forgotten as soon as you place the InventCo branded pickaxe down and march onto the final task of your day, a promotion flashes in yellow and red lights, and your reassignment is detailed, you are to move to the south of Florida, a location around a few miles from Cape Coral.
Once you would have noticed the flashing red words "TodayLand" as a final destination for your work, but you simply continue walking, a train to Fort Myers should be going by exactly an hour from now, and from there you can proceed to walk the rest of the way.
17:00-00:00
At exactly 18:00, you board the train to the company's most secretive facility, you walk and walk and walk from the station north, without halt or rest, and reach your destination…
And as you stare at the nightmarish factory ahead, a overwhelming sense of dread overwhelms you, the black smog vomiting into the sky and glowing red lights depicting a scene from hell itself, you attempt to turn, to run, to escape, and yet sluggishly Keep. Moving. Forwards. and enter the city-factory, picking up a pickaxe, no branding on it, and begin to, with renewed fervour, mine.
Why Hello There!, surprise QM omake.
While working on Dripping Ink and the Rival Reports, i did the Inventco section, and came up with a idea revolving around watching a employee slowly loose their free will before being shipped off to Todayland.. in the end this idea was simply not feasible to put in the actual report, since it would be too long and not enough to be an interlude, so instead i fiddled with it and began making a omake instead, this was the result.
I attempted to make a depiction of a ordinary office drone, starting with simple monotonous work before moving into more sinister operations, which i think i managed well, the boring monotonous typing and typing into the physical labour into the slave-work was rather hard to make well, but i think i got it in the end.
Wonder if i can justify this counting as one of my own omake bounties, then again its not in the thread yet...
Anyways, I might do a bit more on this at some point, if i do a Part 2, it will be this random perso- drones family investigating this, before ending up as puppets the same as them.
I hope you enjoyed this, see you (hopefully) once we have Dripping Ink done!
While working on Dripping Ink and the Rival Reports, i did the Inventco section, and came up with a idea revolving around watching a employee slowly loose their free will before being shipped off to Todayland.. in the end this idea was simply not feasible to put in the actual report, since it would be too long and not enough to be an interlude, so instead i fiddled with it and began making a omake instead, this was the result.
I attempted to make a depiction of a ordinary office drone, starting with simple monotonous work before moving into more sinister operations, which i think i managed well, the boring monotonous typing and typing into the physical labour into the slave-work was rather hard to make well, but i think i got it in the end.
Anyways, I might do a bit more on this at some point, if i do a Part 2, it will be this random perso- drones family investigating this, before ending up as puppets the same as them.
I hope you enjoyed this, see you (hopefully) once we have Dripping Ink done!
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MrWealthman
Filthy Capitalist
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- Deep in the piles of cash.
This omake only makes me want to purchase these even more NOT, I'd call this slavery but to be honest its alot worst I mean sure we are going to hire zombies who will likely work with us forever but it's at least out of their own free will.
...obligatory "you wont get mind controlled instantly for buying them, only if you buy them and do nothing for a good while" goes here, you will get (subtle) warnings when things start to become dangerous, and actions.
Doubt saying that changes anything, but i thought it worth pointing out
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MrWealthman
Filthy Capitalist
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- Deep in the piles of cash.
Hey now I may be a filthy capitalist, but I prefer people working for us out of their free will far easier than having to deal with an uprising once people figure out your enslaving folks.
Edit: I also have a healthy amount of paranoia, and we have enough things on our plate with the upcoming mafia war.
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Dripping Ink (part1)
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- Female
You were Abe Simpson, and to say you were confused was the understatement of MULTIPLE centuries.
Oh sure, you were confused pretty often. But this really took the cake!
One minute you were in the forest with a few of your employees, and the next? You were tumbling down, down, down, screaming into a hole in reality.
Fortunately, the actual fall was around 4 feet, but it was a scary four feet, dammit! Especially when Willie landed on you not too long afterwards.
"...Ouch." you groaned into his overalls. Willie got up and dusted himself off.
"Aye, get off yer arse, laddie!" The Scot scolded you. You rolled your eyes in annoyance and got up with a grunt.
Everyone else groaned and got up as well. Frink looked ready to blow a gasket.
"Are you INSANE!? Why would you just willingly enter a mysterious, unidentified rift of energy!?" He snapped. "even if the energy itself is benign, the intensity of it could've been enough to fry us in an instant!"
"In me and Willow's defense, we were dragged in by accident…" Hunter muttered, which utterly failed to modify him.
"Relax, doc. We're all ok in the end." The Finale commented simply. Frink turned on his heel at the man, ready to tell him off as you looked around at your surroundings and heard… singing?
"Danger is closing in, so much we must avoid.
If we don't band together, Wasteland will be destroyed!"
The wasteland?, Abe thought, does he mean that polluted hellhole near the edge of town? Abe was pretty sure it's already done for.
Speaking of towns, whatever town Abe was right now, it sure wasn't Springfield. Everything looked like it was built in the 30s, with warped, angular architecture that could make sense in a drawing. Everything was as broken, rundown, and boarded up as you expect, but somehow clean enough to look like people still lived in. It was such a bizarre sight that you almost forgot you were in a forest a minute ago.
Where the hell did that portal take you? And who the hell is singing!?
"Get up, everyone. We won't get our bearings standing around here." You grunted and shook your head, cutting off Frink's rant.
Everyone nodded and followed you, frink sputtering irritably before sighing in resignation and following along.
As you arrive near the center of this street, you see a very strange sight.
"....help me, help you, there's a world I'm here to save!
Help me find someone with a heart so true and brave!
Several Toons were listening to a man in a lab coat sing a song on a giant bug like robot, most notably a rabbit, a cat, some strange green man with a red suit and a mustache and… was that Peg-Leg Pete??? You haven't seen him wear that getup in over 40 years! Infact, all of the toons look pretty old fashioned too-
The man was still singing when you all arrived.
Help me, help you, that's what you've got to do!
We need to find a hero, will it be you, or you, or you, or!-" The man crescendos, pointing at random people only to abruptly stop as he points at your group.
There is an awkward, awkward silence.
"...Is there something in my teeth?" Willow joked in an attempt to lighten the mood.
The rabbit adjusted his blue, mickey mouse shorts and walked up to you.
"Who are you guys? I don't recognize you, and I know just about everyone!" He asked.
A cat in a pink dress follows behind him "They must be new, Oswald dear. Though…we haven't had anyone new In ages…." The Cat noted, squinting as she adjusted her pink hat with a flower.
"Yeah, I guess…" the rabbit, "Oswald", noted. The man in the lab coat seemed suspicious(and visibly annoyed to be interrupted mid-song), but softened the moment Oswald turned to him with a look of almost lighthearted curiosity.
"Friends of yours, doc?" He gestured to you 6 with his thumb.
"Oswald, my friend, I swear that since my birth, I've never seen these people anywhere here or on this earth!" The lab coat wearing individual stated.
"Is he gonna bloody sing everythin' he says?!?" Willie muttered in annoyance.
"Yup." Pete drawled.
"Well wherever you're from, you picked a bad time to visit!" Oswald sighs. "Sorry, but we're kind of in the middle of something. We can talk and I'll show you around later, alright?" Oswald stated.
"But sweetie-" The cat frowned.
"Everything will be fine, honey. I promise." Oswald promised her, before joining the doctor in his bugbot, the two flying away to god knows where.
"I can't believe he's trusting the Mad Doctor…" The cat muttered in frustration.
"You know how he is, Ortensia. Stubborn as a mule, which is strange because he is a rabbit." The mustached man in the red suit assured.
The street was nearly empty. Not from a lack of interest but because there were so few people that everyone staring at you wasn't enough to be a crowd. You frowned, unsure what to do. You had no idea where you were, but you knew that something big was happening wherever it was. That cat seemed to have a good head on her shoulders, and might have info. But you were total strangers, and she had no reason to assist you.
What to do?
[ ] Ask Ortensia for information
about what the heck is going on!
[ ] Keep to yourself and do solo investigation.
Oh sure, you were confused pretty often. But this really took the cake!
One minute you were in the forest with a few of your employees, and the next? You were tumbling down, down, down, screaming into a hole in reality.
Fortunately, the actual fall was around 4 feet, but it was a scary four feet, dammit! Especially when Willie landed on you not too long afterwards.
"...Ouch." you groaned into his overalls. Willie got up and dusted himself off.
"Aye, get off yer arse, laddie!" The Scot scolded you. You rolled your eyes in annoyance and got up with a grunt.
Everyone else groaned and got up as well. Frink looked ready to blow a gasket.
"Are you INSANE!? Why would you just willingly enter a mysterious, unidentified rift of energy!?" He snapped. "even if the energy itself is benign, the intensity of it could've been enough to fry us in an instant!"
"In me and Willow's defense, we were dragged in by accident…" Hunter muttered, which utterly failed to modify him.
"Relax, doc. We're all ok in the end." The Finale commented simply. Frink turned on his heel at the man, ready to tell him off as you looked around at your surroundings and heard… singing?
"Danger is closing in, so much we must avoid.
If we don't band together, Wasteland will be destroyed!"
The wasteland?, Abe thought, does he mean that polluted hellhole near the edge of town? Abe was pretty sure it's already done for.
Speaking of towns, whatever town Abe was right now, it sure wasn't Springfield. Everything looked like it was built in the 30s, with warped, angular architecture that could make sense in a drawing. Everything was as broken, rundown, and boarded up as you expect, but somehow clean enough to look like people still lived in. It was such a bizarre sight that you almost forgot you were in a forest a minute ago.
Where the hell did that portal take you? And who the hell is singing!?
"Get up, everyone. We won't get our bearings standing around here." You grunted and shook your head, cutting off Frink's rant.
Everyone nodded and followed you, frink sputtering irritably before sighing in resignation and following along.
As you arrive near the center of this street, you see a very strange sight.
"....help me, help you, there's a world I'm here to save!
Help me find someone with a heart so true and brave!
Several Toons were listening to a man in a lab coat sing a song on a giant bug like robot, most notably a rabbit, a cat, some strange green man with a red suit and a mustache and… was that Peg-Leg Pete??? You haven't seen him wear that getup in over 40 years! Infact, all of the toons look pretty old fashioned too-
The man was still singing when you all arrived.
Help me, help you, that's what you've got to do!
We need to find a hero, will it be you, or you, or you, or!-" The man crescendos, pointing at random people only to abruptly stop as he points at your group.
There is an awkward, awkward silence.
"...Is there something in my teeth?" Willow joked in an attempt to lighten the mood.
The rabbit adjusted his blue, mickey mouse shorts and walked up to you.
"Who are you guys? I don't recognize you, and I know just about everyone!" He asked.
A cat in a pink dress follows behind him "They must be new, Oswald dear. Though…we haven't had anyone new In ages…." The Cat noted, squinting as she adjusted her pink hat with a flower.
"Yeah, I guess…" the rabbit, "Oswald", noted. The man in the lab coat seemed suspicious(and visibly annoyed to be interrupted mid-song), but softened the moment Oswald turned to him with a look of almost lighthearted curiosity.
"Friends of yours, doc?" He gestured to you 6 with his thumb.
"Oswald, my friend, I swear that since my birth, I've never seen these people anywhere here or on this earth!" The lab coat wearing individual stated.
"Is he gonna bloody sing everythin' he says?!?" Willie muttered in annoyance.
"Yup." Pete drawled.
"Well wherever you're from, you picked a bad time to visit!" Oswald sighs. "Sorry, but we're kind of in the middle of something. We can talk and I'll show you around later, alright?" Oswald stated.
"But sweetie-" The cat frowned.
"Everything will be fine, honey. I promise." Oswald promised her, before joining the doctor in his bugbot, the two flying away to god knows where.
"I can't believe he's trusting the Mad Doctor…" The cat muttered in frustration.
"You know how he is, Ortensia. Stubborn as a mule, which is strange because he is a rabbit." The mustached man in the red suit assured.
The street was nearly empty. Not from a lack of interest but because there were so few people that everyone staring at you wasn't enough to be a crowd. You frowned, unsure what to do. You had no idea where you were, but you knew that something big was happening wherever it was. That cat seemed to have a good head on her shoulders, and might have info. But you were total strangers, and she had no reason to assist you.
What to do?
[ ] Ask Ortensia for information
about what the heck is going on!
[ ] Keep to yourself and do solo investigation.
MrWealthman
Filthy Capitalist
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- Deep in the piles of cash.
Well Well Well some familiar faces and relatively big shots at that seems we stumbled upon the epic mickey verse or at least some part of it.
Voting open!
[X] Ask Ortensia for information about what the heck is going on!
Can't think of a reason not to, and I can usually think of a number of reasons not to do anything!
Never played any of the Epic Mickey games but if people are saying that's what's happening then I'll accept it
Can't think of a reason not to, and I can usually think of a number of reasons not to do anything!
Never played any of the Epic Mickey games but if people are saying that's what's happening then I'll accept it
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...the friggin *Toon Wasteland* from Epic Mickey is just collecting dust outside Springfield? What are the fucking odds?
But *Daaaamn*, now I wish we hadn´t benched I & S back when we bought their show, because then we might have been able to send them along and maybe connect with some old collegues
Oh well, still nice to see that there are soem Toons that managed to escape Dooms pogrom (because let´s face it, that´s exactly what he´s been doing)
Any ideas moving forward here, guys?
...the friggin *Toon Wasteland* from Epic Mickey is just collecting dust outside Springfield? What are the fucking odds?
But *Daaaamn*, now I wish we hadn´t benched I & S back when we bought their show, because then we might have been able to send them along and maybe connect with some old collegues
Oh well, still nice to see that there are soem Toons that managed to escape Dooms pogrom (because let´s face it, that´s exactly what he´s been doing)
Any ideas moving forward here, guys?
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- Nice try
[X] Ask Ortensia for information about what the heck is going on!
May as well ask for information,
May as well ask for information,
[X] Ask Ortensia for information about what the heck is going on!
Well, epic Mickey wasn't on my bingo card….
Well, epic Mickey wasn't on my bingo card….
MrWealthman
Filthy Capitalist
- Location
- Deep in the piles of cash.
[X] Ask Ortensia for information about what the heck is going on!
Time to put our heads together and figure out what to do!
Time to put our heads together and figure out what to do!
- Location
- Italian City
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- He/They/Name
[X] Ask Ortensia for information about what the heck is going on!
And WÒOOO-OOOOHHH! EPIC MICKEY TIME!
(I am an Epic Mickey enjoyer since it came out on Wii)
And WÒOOO-OOOOHHH! EPIC MICKEY TIME!
(I am an Epic Mickey enjoyer since it came out on Wii)
- Location
- Centro Italia
[X] Ask Ortensia for information about what the heck is going on!
- Location
- United Kigdom
[X] Ask Ortensia for information about what the heck is going on!
