- Location
- Somewhere nearby.
No, you we're making wildly inappropriate accusations of us causing worldwide miscarriages that Arath told us to drop.
DoofQuest- a Disney Villains Victorious CK2-Style Quest
- Thread starter Made in Heaven
- Start date
- Crossover
- Location
- The City of Tears, Hallownest
- Pronouns
- He/Him
The problem is that the thread itself and the playerbase is divided on that.
Personal I Believe.
Hmm. Let us start comparing timelines! At 2:05 whatever timezone Sufficient Velocity displays time in I made a comment about the inator being unambiguously evil. Four minutes l mentioned in the discord that after thinking about the deaths that the inator caused, the opposite thought had popped up, what was the affect on births? I mentioned miscarriages, and twins, and the like. The two of us had an argument and then Arathnorn said to drop the conversation.
Then Arch responded to my claim of it being unambiguously evil and I made a comment about being able to see his perspective along with pointing out what exactly made me say that (see the spoiler below).
I then responded to your comment to Arch's comment and I focused entirely on how the thread has played Doof and my opinion that the thread should not ignore how Doof's actions affect the common individual unless it decided to go that path to the max. I also admitted that the Crit-inator seemed to help Xanatos and the Feds more than it hurt (in the short term anyways), so I moved on.
In my reply to lifeandlice I focused on the actual rolls we could see and how they seemed to be worse than the good.
Where in my reply did I bring up what Arathnorn requested what we drop?
argidoll — 08/20/2021
You know, I think the Crit-Inator is the single most evil thing Doof has done on an objective level. Even going just by death toll.Stratagemini — 08/20/2021
really? how many people did it kill?Nystical — 08/20/2021
Nat 100: Doof hears from Max to invest in GMEStratagemini — 08/20/2021
No one died in doofania?Sleeping Guy — 08/20/2021
Mmm yeah I can see itargidoll — 08/20/2021
Look at the Rival reports again.Sleeping Guy — 08/20/2021
Probability goes funky. All fails are crit fails. Definitely would have caused plenty of deaths.argidoll — 08/20/2021
I think I can definitively say this. It actively made the world a worse place.Nystical — 08/20/2021
Someone fails to mow the lawn, crit fails and they lose limbSomeone fails to shoot a deer, crit fails and they shoot their friend
argidoll — 08/20/2021
Negaduck does anything.Sleeping Guy — 08/20/2021
Someone trips and falls. It's the road. Here comes Truck-chanThis is an extremely good point that I had not thought of when saying that.
We honestly do need a goal of some sort, but the very nature of quests makes setting one difficult.
Maybe a Luthor Harkon Quest would be a more accurate simulation of Sufficient Velocity.
Huh. Do you mind saying where that was said? I thought it was a national action thing.
The choice is in the past, of course, but I'm curious to see where my misreading of the inator came from.
- Location
- Somewhere nearby.
You responded to my comment about you making accusations of horrible things and discord with saying that all you were doing was pointing out consequences on the common people, then I put what you were saying in perspective. I don't care about any of the other responses you made, I'm not part of those conversations.
- Location
- Germany
I´d say that we *Can* do both - we just need to be *smart/pragmatic* about it, which seems to be a hard concept to grasp for some, unfortuantely.
Those responses absolutely are relevant because in all of those comments I only pointed out the things that the probabil-inator did to the people of the world. IE, things we are responsible for in part. And I also pointed out how it probably did (in part) make some things better for them in the short term and how we didn't exactly make the decision of our free will.
And a few of the things our actions played a roll in is the upcoming Negaduck attack.
How would we do that? Doof's view of himself as a dictator is in direct competition with the idea of what is best for the common man.
I think you are saying we should get Doof to a point where he provides better stuff for Doofanians than the local/federal government and then force the issue? Or hope for a Crossroads-esque balkanization, except not so horribly awful?
I think a better example would be hoping for an Age of Strife and turning Doofania into an fanon-Interex of sorts?
weredrago2
"Cowabunga, Shadow the Hedgehog..."
- Location
- Florida
Point of clarification: That was in Crossroads' Negaverse scenario (in which Nega Doof was completely unhinged), not the main world where most of the game takes place.
When they got back home, the party saw that normal Crossroads Doof was doing poorly for himself because of unwise investments and other screw-ups, but he didn't threaten to set off WMDs or anything totally nuts like that.
I've been saying this in the thread already, but I want to point out again that I don't think we can trust that the federal government is what's best for the average civilian in the long term. They're probably going to be a big help against the likes of Toffee, but the Illuminati are real in this setting and have an unclear relationship with Bill Cipher.
I don't think that open conflict with the feds is the best course of action right now, and a degree of cooperation is a good idea, but we need to account for the chance that Bill is pulling their strings. I'd prefer that we be ready to turn Doofania into reality on a dime if the people who paid Stanford Pines to build the Reagan's mind control tie turn out to be planning to sacrifice humanity for Bill's promise of godhood or something similar.
Bill has a cult in San Fransokyo adn we got the national to look into them. thats a start?
I feel that the US Government can be trusted to deal with it's own interests, and to have a lot of competing interests in play. I personally don't think Bill would want the Dream Queen locked up, as Russ did.
Admittingly I could be seriously underestimating the Dream Queen. The Feds are certainly better for civilians than Doof in the short term.
The long term? Ehh. Depends on the Dice and the Actions (Edit: I acknowledge the Feds also have to deal with that in terms of the long term, but the Quester-run Doof is much more unstable than the are if only because of the nature of votes).
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- Location
- Two hours away
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[ ] Miragequest plan rough draft:
-[ ] Internal paperwork
-[ ] II collab
-[ ] E-102's mess
I am so excited to get DEI running optimally. Also looking forward to seeing how a lead henchwoman handles being a leader.
-[ ] Internal paperwork
-[ ] II collab
-[ ] E-102's mess
I am so excited to get DEI running optimally. Also looking forward to seeing how a lead henchwoman handles being a leader.
We're all just going to see the update for MirageQuest and scroll all the way down to her personals to see if we got any new ones.
Right at the very top, there's going to be a personal called "Catch up on Paperwork"
And then another one at the very bottom of the list, with the exact same description.
- Location
- Two hours away
- Pronouns
- He/Him
I want to laugh but a mobius strip of legalese sounds like hell.
- Location
- Germany
Considering just how tedious paperwork can get, her finishing it only to have accumulated a backlog big enough to have to start all over again sounds all too plausible.
A Spiritual Meeting
- Location
- United Kigdom
So I finally managed to finish one of the many omakes I came up with (certainly non-canon):
A Spiritual Meeting
The boy came into consciousness feeling groggy.
He pushed himself off the ground and found himself wondering if there actually was any.
Looking around, he found himself surrounded by a swirling energy and mists of varying colours and nothing solid visibly beneath his feet; finding himself waking up in an odd place like this, the boy found himself on guard but not as much as he had in the past upon similar situations. There was a feeling of familiarity here that gave him a sense of ease.
"Hello," he called out. "Is anyone out there?"
With voice echoing slightly in, the young man started walking into the mists; unsure of where he was or what was there but following a subconscious instinct.
He wasn't sure how long it was, there was no indicator of time beyond the footsteps he had long since stopped counting, but the colours seemed to be taking on a bluer hue and, eventually, there was the hit of something more tangible there.
The young man kept moving and after an eternity and yet all too sudden at the same time, he found the source…
"Oh, hey dude; haven't seen you around"
It was a man, blond with freckles and only looking a little older than himself but giving off a feeling of not quite serenity. The figure came out from the meditative pose that they'd been holding to stand evenly with the visitor.
He blinked, unsure how to reconcile this seemingly cheerful man with the strange place they were in.
"Okay, since you're new here, I'll start us off; my name is Ron, Ron Stoppable," the blonde man took the newcomer's silence in stride and moved forward, eyes flicking over the pointed black hair, orange marked face and body that seemed fuzzy at times.
"Uh… I'm Chiro" came the response, "And I' not really sure where here is… or what here is for that matter…"
The stranger, Ron Chiro reminded himself, smiled "Yeah, I as like that for a whole; still kind of am to be honest." Noticing unease on Chiro's face, the blond continued, "Still, near as I can figure, this is a realm where spiritually aligned people can go."
Chiro found himself nodding, he guessed that made sense, "So, does that make you some kind of sage or something?"
Ron scratched his cheek, "Well, I wouldn't really put it like that but back when I was alive, I connected with the Mystic Monkey Power which gave me a bunch of neat powers and fighting skills and I'm pretty sure has something to do with this… what about you?"
"Oh, I'm the chosen wielder of the Power Primate, which did make me a lot stronger and give powers…"
"Monkey and Primate, huh?" Ron seemed to be mulling something over in his head, "Well, maybe we were meant to meet then…"
Both of them remained silent for a few moments pondering before something occurred to Chiro.
"Wait "when you were alive"?" he asked, "Did… did I die? This is the afterlife? What happened to the others?"
Ron paused a moment, looking Chiro up and down again, taking note of the oddities, "I'm not really sure; I know for fact that I died so I guess I figured that's just what this place is but you don't look quite the same as me so maybe you're alive?" a beat passed, "I'm sorry dude, I never really got too deep into this side of things."
Chiro took another look around, this side of things had never really been his strongest suit; it made him wish he'd taken more of Antauri's lessons and damn, that just lead him to a spiral of wondering what even happened to the others.
The feeling of a hand on his shoulder brought Chiro back to the situation, looking up at the slightly taller man to see empathy there.
"Do you want to talk about anything? It could help…"
Despite everything, Chiro froze, unsure what to do.
"Okay, how about I start and maybe that'll help too. The first thing you need to know is that my best friend KP is really good at just about everything she tries…"
And so, Ron started rambling about his life and adventures with Kim Possible and Chiro found himself smiling a bit and even laughing at times as he learned more about the man he'd just met; the blond and bounced about the timeline a fair bit with his telling but it was entertaining to listen to.
It was during a brief pause when Ron had stopped so they could both laugh from the seated position that they'd both taken after finishing telling another story when Chiro decided to follow through instead of letting the older spirit-aligned start another story.
"… I guess my tory begins on the day I walked into a giant robot…"
It was more of a summary then an in-depth story like Ron had told and skipped over some of the parts; he could barely even bring himself to mention Jinmay in passing, for example.
"… and so, with Skeleton King's army approaching we figured out best shot was making a portal out of there; I don't really know what happened but I think we lost…"
The silence return to that odd area and, while the blond man didn't say anything, Chiro got the feeling he understood.
"I'm pretty sure a couple of them got through the portal in time so maybe things'll still turn out okay…" Chiro's voice was fragile as he said that and Ron knew better then to bring up the realities of the power difference in that moment.
The two of them stayed silent for a whole longer as they both thought back on their lives and what might of those they'd left behind.
Chiro eventually broke quiet, "Hey, you said I'm kind of different, didn't you? What do you think that means?"
Ron's answer was anything but set, "Like I said, this was never really my thing but maybe you're alive and in a coma; with your spirit visiting here for some reason? You could be having an epiphany to learn a new power… or it's possible that maybe you are dead and that the differences our just because of how my Monkey and your Primate manifest themselves differently…"
Chiro bit his lip in frustration at not knowing the situation; this would be so much easier if there was just a monster here that he could beat to get back.
Deciding to try and keep focused on something else, "So you referenced a camp earlier…"
The two of the continued to talk for a while, though time didn't mean much in this space.
.
AN: Obviously non-canon since the QMs don't want to get death stuff involved but I wanted to try and get SRMTHG! involved and this was one of the ideas that I felt fit best.
The last 80% or so was written in a single 2am+ sitting so it's probably not the best but I wanted to share something.
The basic idea was that with Skeleton King winning, the team tried to evacuate citizens through a dimensional portal and some of them, and a few of the monkeys, got spread out between different places but it's obviously non-canon since it would involve Skeleton King whose faction would automatically be a high level King that I doubt the QMs would want to add into the game at this stage.
A Spiritual Meeting
The boy came into consciousness feeling groggy.
He pushed himself off the ground and found himself wondering if there actually was any.
Looking around, he found himself surrounded by a swirling energy and mists of varying colours and nothing solid visibly beneath his feet; finding himself waking up in an odd place like this, the boy found himself on guard but not as much as he had in the past upon similar situations. There was a feeling of familiarity here that gave him a sense of ease.
"Hello," he called out. "Is anyone out there?"
With voice echoing slightly in, the young man started walking into the mists; unsure of where he was or what was there but following a subconscious instinct.
He wasn't sure how long it was, there was no indicator of time beyond the footsteps he had long since stopped counting, but the colours seemed to be taking on a bluer hue and, eventually, there was the hit of something more tangible there.
The young man kept moving and after an eternity and yet all too sudden at the same time, he found the source…
"Oh, hey dude; haven't seen you around"
It was a man, blond with freckles and only looking a little older than himself but giving off a feeling of not quite serenity. The figure came out from the meditative pose that they'd been holding to stand evenly with the visitor.
He blinked, unsure how to reconcile this seemingly cheerful man with the strange place they were in.
"Okay, since you're new here, I'll start us off; my name is Ron, Ron Stoppable," the blonde man took the newcomer's silence in stride and moved forward, eyes flicking over the pointed black hair, orange marked face and body that seemed fuzzy at times.
"Uh… I'm Chiro" came the response, "And I' not really sure where here is… or what here is for that matter…"
The stranger, Ron Chiro reminded himself, smiled "Yeah, I as like that for a whole; still kind of am to be honest." Noticing unease on Chiro's face, the blond continued, "Still, near as I can figure, this is a realm where spiritually aligned people can go."
Chiro found himself nodding, he guessed that made sense, "So, does that make you some kind of sage or something?"
Ron scratched his cheek, "Well, I wouldn't really put it like that but back when I was alive, I connected with the Mystic Monkey Power which gave me a bunch of neat powers and fighting skills and I'm pretty sure has something to do with this… what about you?"
"Oh, I'm the chosen wielder of the Power Primate, which did make me a lot stronger and give powers…"
"Monkey and Primate, huh?" Ron seemed to be mulling something over in his head, "Well, maybe we were meant to meet then…"
Both of them remained silent for a few moments pondering before something occurred to Chiro.
"Wait "when you were alive"?" he asked, "Did… did I die? This is the afterlife? What happened to the others?"
Ron paused a moment, looking Chiro up and down again, taking note of the oddities, "I'm not really sure; I know for fact that I died so I guess I figured that's just what this place is but you don't look quite the same as me so maybe you're alive?" a beat passed, "I'm sorry dude, I never really got too deep into this side of things."
Chiro took another look around, this side of things had never really been his strongest suit; it made him wish he'd taken more of Antauri's lessons and damn, that just lead him to a spiral of wondering what even happened to the others.
The feeling of a hand on his shoulder brought Chiro back to the situation, looking up at the slightly taller man to see empathy there.
"Do you want to talk about anything? It could help…"
Despite everything, Chiro froze, unsure what to do.
"Okay, how about I start and maybe that'll help too. The first thing you need to know is that my best friend KP is really good at just about everything she tries…"
And so, Ron started rambling about his life and adventures with Kim Possible and Chiro found himself smiling a bit and even laughing at times as he learned more about the man he'd just met; the blond and bounced about the timeline a fair bit with his telling but it was entertaining to listen to.
It was during a brief pause when Ron had stopped so they could both laugh from the seated position that they'd both taken after finishing telling another story when Chiro decided to follow through instead of letting the older spirit-aligned start another story.
"… I guess my tory begins on the day I walked into a giant robot…"
It was more of a summary then an in-depth story like Ron had told and skipped over some of the parts; he could barely even bring himself to mention Jinmay in passing, for example.
"… and so, with Skeleton King's army approaching we figured out best shot was making a portal out of there; I don't really know what happened but I think we lost…"
The silence return to that odd area and, while the blond man didn't say anything, Chiro got the feeling he understood.
"I'm pretty sure a couple of them got through the portal in time so maybe things'll still turn out okay…" Chiro's voice was fragile as he said that and Ron knew better then to bring up the realities of the power difference in that moment.
The two of them stayed silent for a whole longer as they both thought back on their lives and what might of those they'd left behind.
Chiro eventually broke quiet, "Hey, you said I'm kind of different, didn't you? What do you think that means?"
Ron's answer was anything but set, "Like I said, this was never really my thing but maybe you're alive and in a coma; with your spirit visiting here for some reason? You could be having an epiphany to learn a new power… or it's possible that maybe you are dead and that the differences our just because of how my Monkey and your Primate manifest themselves differently…"
Chiro bit his lip in frustration at not knowing the situation; this would be so much easier if there was just a monster here that he could beat to get back.
Deciding to try and keep focused on something else, "So you referenced a camp earlier…"
The two of the continued to talk for a while, though time didn't mean much in this space.
.
AN: Obviously non-canon since the QMs don't want to get death stuff involved but I wanted to try and get SRMTHG! involved and this was one of the ideas that I felt fit best.
The last 80% or so was written in a single 2am+ sitting so it's probably not the best but I wanted to share something.
The basic idea was that with Skeleton King winning, the team tried to evacuate citizens through a dimensional portal and some of them, and a few of the monkeys, got spread out between different places but it's obviously non-canon since it would involve Skeleton King whose faction would automatically be a high level King that I doubt the QMs would want to add into the game at this stage.
KitRougard
Blatant furry. Deal with it.
- Location
- wherever I feel like~
- Pronouns
- He/She
Oh hey, I had a few ideas for MirageQuest writins I hope for DCs on, @Made in Heaven and @Arathnorn
Stewardship:
Rejoin The Union In Legalese Alone
OK, you have to admit, the fact Doof is still touting himself as a dictator of a sovereign nation is... really aggravating. It probably wouldn't be too hard to open a line with the US, fill out some paperwork, and rejoin the Union...
Without telling Doof.
You'll just spin it as getting all his taxes straight when he comes out of cryotherapy. It should be fine.
Right?
Diplomacy:
Get Together The Council Of The Semi-Sane
OK, that needs a better name. But the idea's there, and dare you say it, it's one of the doctor's better ideas. Though. He hasn't put any effort into it.
Now's your chance to fix that. Reach out to a handful of Kings, test the waters, see if they're willing and able.. Maybe you can all make something of this broken world yet.
And take care of that toxic jungle, that thing's really unsettling.
Stewardship:
Rejoin The Union In Legalese Alone
OK, you have to admit, the fact Doof is still touting himself as a dictator of a sovereign nation is... really aggravating. It probably wouldn't be too hard to open a line with the US, fill out some paperwork, and rejoin the Union...
Without telling Doof.
You'll just spin it as getting all his taxes straight when he comes out of cryotherapy. It should be fine.
Right?
Diplomacy:
Get Together The Council Of The Semi-Sane
OK, that needs a better name. But the idea's there, and dare you say it, it's one of the doctor's better ideas. Though. He hasn't put any effort into it.
Now's your chance to fix that. Reach out to a handful of Kings, test the waters, see if they're willing and able.. Maybe you can all make something of this broken world yet.
And take care of that toxic jungle, that thing's really unsettling.
- Pronouns
- She/Her
The thing is that there is no legalese supporting Doof's delusions. Literally, the only way to make Doofania stop being a thing is talking to Doof, because there's literally nothing else supporting the idea.
While I don't agree with the sentiment of giving up on Doofania, this seems like it would be an actual logical approach to rebuilding ties with the government.
Though, it occurs to me that this could actually be used in support of Doofania, if we were to lobby for support for their secession/separation.
And in practical terms, it might give us more on an in on the gov factions actions/goals and whatnot.
- Location
- Germany
The problem with that one is that this plan is too extensive to work as a single action - it *might* work as a custom quest tailored around sending some of our Operatives on a "diplomatic tour to intesify relations with other, slightly-less-Supreme Rulers" (because they never "officially seceeded and declared themselves Rulers", you know?) across the US.
- Pronouns
- He/Him
I can't really comment on write-ins at this time, since you do have a number of custom actions coming. Forming the council is probably something that would take a fair amount of work though, and might have unforeseen contributing factors.
Quest: Midnight Sun- ᚠ
- Location
- Pennsylvania
You take a moment to examine the beast before you. Its jagged fur is living stone, flesh rippling and shifting with the grinding of the deep earth. Its body is covered by glowing lines of arcane power, twisting into Elder Futhark in places where its nature reflects the magic inherent to its form. This is all academic, of course, since it is currently prowling towards you with obviously hostile intent.
Diplomacy Check: Calm down the Meteorbeast
DC 110
74+29+9+9+9=130
Success!
"How dare you growl at me!" Feldrake complains. "I am your master, and you will-"
Janna bonks the staff on a nearby log.
"Ow!"
"Good kitty." She says cautiously, slowly reaching into her backpack. "Good golem beast. Uh… here." She says, pulling out a small packet. "Want some fishy frisky bits?"
"…Why do you have that on you?" Dennis stops to ask.
"Our entire city was just invaded by evil superpowered cat criminals."
"Yeah ok fair enough."
Suspiciously, the beast plods forwards, sniffing the air. After a moment it swipes the package out of Janna's hand with a paw bigger than her head, ripping into it with teeth like sharpened stalagmites before purring happily.
"It… worked?" Lizzy asks, confused.
"There's always a lever." Your student replies smugly. You feel a brief twinge of pride.
"Yeah yeah, good job, whatever." Feldrake grudgingly admits. "Woulda been more effective to just assert dominance, but I guess bribery is acceptable behavior for an evil overlord in training. How do you expect to get it out of here now, then?"
Janna grins, raising Feldrake into the air. A moment later, a giant cat carrier appears in a flash of green light. The lion beast looks up, blinking at the light.
"Now!"
Martial Check: Obtain the Meteorbeast!
52+21+9+17+12+9+40(Unsuspecting)=160
Opposed Martial Check:
6+34=40
Extreme Critical Success!
Looming behind it, the great beast Leopold shoves the lion into the cage with the barest of effort. A few bolts of what look like lightning issue forth, but Janna tosses in another bag of those ridiculously named snacks and the creature immediately quiets.
"Ha ha! Deception! Much better!" the staff crows.
"Well that was easy." Dennis notes, looking at the now quiescent meteorbeast happily.
Intrigue check: Notice ???
Critical successes knock-on effects- automatic success!
Occult check: Notice ???
DC 60 (reduced by crits)
40+23+17+12+9=101
Success!
"All right, let's get this guy loaded up onto Leopold and-"
Janna stops talking as you press a hand over her mouth.
"whuh?" She mumbles through your fingers.
"Someone approaches." you whisper. Without the rush of battle to distract you, you can hear footsteps echoing faintly behind you, the steps of one who thinks themselves far more adept at stealth than they truly are. Perhaps an excellent passing amusement, if you were to disguise yourself. On the other hand, the lion will be difficult to hide, and while you hear only a single pair of plodding feet, you sense… a presence. Something foreign disturbs the aether of Asgard, though you know not what or from whence it comes.
What now?
[ ] Hide yourselves
The lion will be difficult to disguise, but the rest of you should be able to slip into the shadows before whoever arrives shows themselves. A perfect position from which to have some fun.
[ ] Face whoever comes
You are not inconsiderably powerful and in possession of what you wanted. Face whatever interloper comes head-on.
[ ] Attempt to discern the magic's source
Rather than do either, you could use the time you still have to learn more about the source of the foreign magic you sense.
[ ] Write-in
There will be a twelve hour moratorium on voting.
Diplomacy Check: Calm down the Meteorbeast
DC 110
74+29+9+9+9=130
Success!
"How dare you growl at me!" Feldrake complains. "I am your master, and you will-"
Janna bonks the staff on a nearby log.
"Ow!"
"Good kitty." She says cautiously, slowly reaching into her backpack. "Good golem beast. Uh… here." She says, pulling out a small packet. "Want some fishy frisky bits?"
"…Why do you have that on you?" Dennis stops to ask.
"Our entire city was just invaded by evil superpowered cat criminals."
"Yeah ok fair enough."
Suspiciously, the beast plods forwards, sniffing the air. After a moment it swipes the package out of Janna's hand with a paw bigger than her head, ripping into it with teeth like sharpened stalagmites before purring happily.
"It… worked?" Lizzy asks, confused.
"There's always a lever." Your student replies smugly. You feel a brief twinge of pride.
"Yeah yeah, good job, whatever." Feldrake grudgingly admits. "Woulda been more effective to just assert dominance, but I guess bribery is acceptable behavior for an evil overlord in training. How do you expect to get it out of here now, then?"
Janna grins, raising Feldrake into the air. A moment later, a giant cat carrier appears in a flash of green light. The lion beast looks up, blinking at the light.
"Now!"
Martial Check: Obtain the Meteorbeast!
52+21+9+17+12+9+40(Unsuspecting)=160
Opposed Martial Check:
6+34=40
Extreme Critical Success!
Looming behind it, the great beast Leopold shoves the lion into the cage with the barest of effort. A few bolts of what look like lightning issue forth, but Janna tosses in another bag of those ridiculously named snacks and the creature immediately quiets.
"Ha ha! Deception! Much better!" the staff crows.
"Well that was easy." Dennis notes, looking at the now quiescent meteorbeast happily.
Critical successes knock-on effects- automatic success!
Occult check: Notice ???
DC 60 (reduced by crits)
40+23+17+12+9=101
Success!
"All right, let's get this guy loaded up onto Leopold and-"
Janna stops talking as you press a hand over her mouth.
"whuh?" She mumbles through your fingers.
"Someone approaches." you whisper. Without the rush of battle to distract you, you can hear footsteps echoing faintly behind you, the steps of one who thinks themselves far more adept at stealth than they truly are. Perhaps an excellent passing amusement, if you were to disguise yourself. On the other hand, the lion will be difficult to hide, and while you hear only a single pair of plodding feet, you sense… a presence. Something foreign disturbs the aether of Asgard, though you know not what or from whence it comes.
What now?
[ ] Hide yourselves
The lion will be difficult to disguise, but the rest of you should be able to slip into the shadows before whoever arrives shows themselves. A perfect position from which to have some fun.
[ ] Face whoever comes
You are not inconsiderably powerful and in possession of what you wanted. Face whatever interloper comes head-on.
[ ] Attempt to discern the magic's source
Rather than do either, you could use the time you still have to learn more about the source of the foreign magic you sense.
[ ] Write-in
There will be a twelve hour moratorium on voting.
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Probably not a BusterBot.
EDIT: For clarification, this critter is from here, an alternate continuity with its own version of Donald.
Probably not a BusterBot.
EDIT: For clarification, this critter is from here, an alternate continuity with its own version of Donald.
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mangawriter77
Otaku^9000 (In my own opinion)
- Location
- You'll neeever guess
- Pronouns
- He/Him/His
*sniff* I am so proud of our chaotic
[ ] Write-in: Hide in the bushes, but leave Dennis out in the open to greet whoever's coming and look for the magic yourself