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Dark Lemmings: A Souls-esque Mob Quest

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Two words: Adeptus Evangelion. More words: Mechanics straight from the book.
 
Kosjurake said:
I uh, already claimed that one. Just been waiting for the GM to finish bookkeeping and/or someone else to claim the memory I wrote up. (pretty sure I have to wait for someone else to claim mine before I jump in)
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Oh, geez, sorry man. Lemme edit in another memory.
 
Exter said:
First someone has to accept my memory which I don't think will happen soon.:(
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I keep forgeting that's a rule! @Raiu seems to be reconsidering it's existence anyway, so that may not be a problem shortly.

It seems like an unnecessary extra step, since it puts you at the mercy of fate, waiting for someone else to, not only join, but also pick your memory.

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And after a month of silence, the QM returns! Sorry for the long delay, so much burn out from re-learning just how horrible 1st rank Dark Heresy style combat is! Seriously, so many wiffs, so little dynamic content.

So, this post is at first a call to see who is still interested, and perhaps a finalization of planning. I hope you are all ready to see the deaths pile up!
 
I have arrived! Also, still have dibs on the dead guys armor.

1688 I almost lost faith... luckily, I have a tracker placed in her!
 
Oh, don't worry your little eyes out, @Exter. You've claimed a memory, and since Management, in all it's tentacled, soul destroying glory, has removed the rather horrific enforced cast growing mechanic, that is all that you need to do! Man, could I have fit in more commas to that sentence? Not without making it even more grammatically incorrect!

Now, where did that little scribe scamper off to...

MESSENGER YARRICK HAS DEPARTED TO FIND "THAT LITTLE SCRIBE."

Ah! I found him~ The little thing had gotten into the Forbidden Cabinet where I keep my boo-... -oooooring Management Issued Paperwork. Yeah. That's where he was.

Anyway, @Exter is now added, and yes, I have horrible plans in store for you~~~~~~
 
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Alright, as of right now, the books are kept. That will no doubt change very, very soon.

Now, this lowly Messenger (of course, humbleness does not become a Messenger of Management, but we all have our parts to play), would like to ask everyone to restate (or rather clearly state) their plans using the [x] (Name): (WHAT ARE YOU DOING) format. It's easier for me to keep track this way, and also to see whom is going to reap the rewards of a completed objective. After all, Management decided to change the rules a little~
 
[X] Sightsear: Scour the first floor for LEWT! With a special eye towards getting the headless desecration down, so that he can be looted and thrown in the hole I crawled out of. If nothing interesting occurs, we work our way up the building, fondly imagining that it is unlikely to lead to my horrible demise.

Requoting my flavor text as well, just because:

Sightsear said:
I stare up dumbly at the the not-at-ALL-incandescent figure, then turn to my compatriots.

"My fellow looters, we have gathered here today, to loot this place of everything of value or use from this once sacred place. The good news is, this place has ALREADY been quite throughly desecrated, so no worries there. The bad news is, HOLY SHIT."

"Any way, moving past the horror that is apparently our lives, let's lay down some ground rules: First rule, if you call dibs on something, it's yours. For example, I call dibs on the dead man's armor up there. That means that, whenever we get around to getting him down (somehow) I get his armor, and he goes in a shallow grave (you know, in case he crawls out of it later)."

"Second Rule: don't be greedy! There's nobody that we can fence any crap we find off to, so if someone else can use something that you have, let them have it. Feel free to try and haggle though, you did find it, whatever it is. ...Can't think of any other rules for now, so let's get to it. People keep there stuff in basements, right? So let's start there."

I start moving towards the basement door, then I hear the OMINOUS FOOTSTEPS!

"Oooor we start on this floor, and start working our way up! Anyone know how to break chains by the way? I was serious earlier, I call dibs on that armor."
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[X] Pandemonious Ivy: Attempt to spy ant surrounding landscapes or particularly tall fixtures that would indicate where I am and what's nearby.

For far too many years of my life, I gave it to the Gods in their ivory towers. I fought, bled, and even died for them. Against the Undead. And this is my reward?

I... can't remember how I look. I can't remember my favorite food. I can't remember my family.

How dare they do this

My memory might be full of holes, but I do remember the unworthy "lords" did so love their ostentatious cities. Time for regret and lamentations will come... after I get answers.

Now, though, is the time to take stock of my situation and look towards the horizon to see if I spy anything likely to lead to the Gods of this dead land.
 
[X] Archeo: Get out of this imprisoning mausoleum, and find society again.

Retrieving appearance and gear with my souls.
 
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