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Post by Just14 on Feb 9, 2017 13:49:46 GMT -5
Cyrus will simply hand Francis a flyer for his bar as a response.
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Post by Vitsheep on Feb 9, 2017 21:40:00 GMT -5
Francis McStein and Cyrus Thompson
Francis vs. Cyrus: Animal Handling!
Francis used sushi! It's moderately effective! (6-5)/5!
Cyrus used hand sign! It's not very effective... 9/5!
Kitty looks at Cyrus, and starts to go over for possible scritches. But Francis deploys her trump card and pretends to let down her guard on the sushi!
Kitty meows excitedly, and immediately leaps at Cyrus. Kitty springboards off his chest to effortlessly snag the rest of the sushi from Francis!
Francis is victorious! Obtained 0 EXP. Obtained 0 Gil. Obtained 1x Bar Flier and 1x Kitty Snuggle!
The reporter and policeman officer watch the exchange quietly.
Swaltzer Rickenduffle
"Oh! By all means," Sheepy says. She offers you the hammer with a shy smile.
"Yo. Two bucks," the operator says.
She fishes two bucks out of her pocket and shoves it into his hand, along with a dirty look for ruining the moment. "This one's on me. So you better win me something cute!" She gives you a wink.
Kayla Lyptus
You start taking out your camera. The fairy is not comfortable with this turn of events. You talk about how lucky she is you aren't going to shoot her as you point a strange device at her. When you suddenly change your tone of voice and mention eating her wings, you wails in fear and grabs your collar. "Ple-he-he-hease don't eat... don't eat... my wi-i-i-i-ings..." She's kneeling on your chest, on her knees begging. You seem to have touched a seriously sore spot.
Kayla's Idea check: 17/75 - Success
Probably best not to mess with a fairy's wings. Ever. If they lose their wings, they might become a pixie paladin. And that's just one step removed from Dracopixie Reapers. And you don't want to go there.
You tell the fairy you aren't really sure how to deal with... monsters? and take her picture.
Kayla's Photography check: 100/20 - Critical Failure!
The fairy's sufficiently intimidated you can't not get a nice, close shot of her. The sound of the click and the bright flash makes her let out a harsh shriek and she immediately flees into the forest in a blind panic. You manage to snap a few more shots as she flies off, but those probably aren't going to be of the greatest quality.
But today you learned you're either insane or fairies are real.
So that's awesome.
Kayla's Cthulhu Mythos score increased by 1.
You make note of the general direction she flew in. If you come back with a map of the area later, it may be worth investigating... maybe? But for now you decide to head back to the fair. There was a stall selling alcohol. That seems like a good investment. Or maybe follow some other leads.
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Post by pielover19 on Feb 9, 2017 22:01:46 GMT -5
" Ok. Now, let me work my magic."
Swaltzer walks over to the operator.
" Would you please give me another hammer? This one seems to be extremely damaged."
ROLL PERSUADE, BABY!
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Post by Just14 on Feb 9, 2017 22:05:33 GMT -5
"...Weird cat." He then turns back to the officer and reporter. "That's all I know. If you get any information, tell me." Hand them both bar fliers and head over to the group of historical reenactors. Sounds like an easy place to get business. Watch them for a moment and see if anything makes sense before handing out fliers to people that may be watching.
Roll for history
Roll for listening
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Post by Malefio on Feb 12, 2017 11:13:31 GMT -5
I'll go to the stall I guess
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Post by Vitsheep on Feb 12, 2017 22:19:40 GMT -5
Cyrus Thompson
You head over to the mock melee. There's several people in sets of armor clanging away at each other.
Cyrus' History check: 8/5 - Minor Failure
You don't notice anything obviously wrong with the scene. All the gear looks realistic enough. It's real metal, though you definitely can't speak to the techniques used to create it, or the accuracy of the designs, or if all the armor's cohesive - from the same countries and eras...
Cyrus' Listen check: 26/40 - Success
You can't really hear anything over the ring of steel and shouts of battle. After a few moments, the fighting ends with a clear victor. An imposing man in particularly detailed armor brings a mace down on the head of the last two competitors in rapid succession and they crumple to the ground. He thrusts his fist in the air and turns to the cheering crowd.
As he walks off the field, he notices how intently you're watching. "Wishest thou join in our glorious melee? The round to come shall be the final."
Swaltzer Rickenduffle
You tell the guy your hammer is busted and you want another one. He shrugs and lets you take your pick of the 2 replacements sitting around.
Swaltzer's Fast Talk check: Unnecessary
Swaltzer's Appraise check: Hidden
You can discern exactly no difference between the two hammers other than the color of the head. One's red, and one's blue. The one in your hand is green.
Kayla Lyptus
You head over to the alcohol stand. It says "The Drunken Ferret" in large letters. There's dozens of fliers sitting around for people to take. Hundreds.
A friendly young waiter leans out of the stall and asks what he can get for you. Looks like they sell some simple bar-snack type foods, peanuts, booze... Looks like all they've got is beer, but the signs advertise they have much more selection at their main shop.
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Post by Just14 on Feb 12, 2017 22:35:56 GMT -5
"Eh...? If I fight with you, you'll probably get hurt. So don't say I didn't warn you." Cyrus will join in their last duel, figuring that winning would give him a good chance to advertise the bar.
Roll for History to see if he fights accurately and roll for Fighting to see how he does.
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Post by Vitsheep on Feb 12, 2017 22:55:10 GMT -5
Cyrus Thompson
The man laughs in a booming tone. The distortion caused by the helmet covering his face makes it sound... wrong. Evil. "Eager, at least. Yet you seem to misunderstand the rules of the battle!" He points you towards a group of people helping volunteers from the audience into spare suits of armor. "We form two large teams to fight. This is no mere duel."
Despite being unable to see them, you can practically feel his eyes narrowing on you. "And I would not 'be hurt' by a mere novice."
While the assistants assist you into your armor, you take stock of the teams. Most of the people you can recognize from the previous fight - the troupe's regulars, you assume - are forming on one team, while the last fight's winner is on the opposite. A large number of the volunteers seem to be joining that side. Looks like you can take your pick.
As you put on the last of your armor, someone shoves a shield into your hand. Looks like you can take your pick of weapon, too. The mace or the sword...
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Post by Just14 on Feb 12, 2017 23:03:45 GMT -5
Lets take the team of the regulars. Probably better than random volunteers. Take the mace as well. Because maces.
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Post by pielover19 on Feb 13, 2017 7:28:33 GMT -5
Oh. Take the red one.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 13, 2017 7:36:43 GMT -5
Francis
Francis celebrates her victory by snuggling kitty.
Ask officer Jenny and female Looker what they are talking about and what do they mean monsters and ghosts.
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Post by Malefio on Feb 13, 2017 11:42:22 GMT -5
"No thanks, I don't drink...
I was wondering if you heard any interesting stories. Bartenders are known to know a lot.
Anything about... I don't know... Humanoids with wings?"
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Post by Vitsheep on Feb 13, 2017 15:43:30 GMT -5
Swaltzer Rickenduffle
You take the red hammer. You still can't really tell a difference. Sheep-head smiles as she watches you in expectation. The game's operator doesn't really seem to care. You've got three swings at this. You lift the hammer up and swing it down on the target. The weight shoots up...
Swaltzer's Strength check: 15/(7x5) - Major Success
And easily reaches the bell with a satisfying ding. Sheep-head claps twice and laughs. "Wow! First try, too!"
The operator shrugs. "Yeah, not bad. You got it in one, so you get your pick of prize."
There's nothing particularly impressive... Some stuffed dolls, a bit larger than what you'd think of as average. Cow, sheep, pig, chicken... A few normal-sized ones, including a giraffe, hippo, lion, and bear. Some little hand-sized ones. A crab, fish, dog, and cat. There's also a few simple toys to choose from. Including those obnoxious plastic horns. As well as some colorful yo-yos. Oh, and some hats. A fuzzy one with ear flaps, a doofy one with a propeller, a shiny tiara, a cat-eared headband...
"Which one ya want?"
Kayla Lyptus
You ask the bartender if he's heard anything about winged humanoids. He lets out a gentle laugh at that. "Stories about winged humans? You mean like harpies? Or maybe that old wive's tale about the Forest Fairies?"
Kayla's History check: 60/5 - Failure
That doesn't sound familiar. He seems to notice your confusion. "Oh, yeah, just an old local legend that fairies inhabit the woods hereabouts. If you make an offering of the right sort of presents, they'll appear before you. Maybe even bestow their favor on you... or so they say."
Francis McStein
You ask what they're talking about with monsters and ghosts.
"There's-" the police officer begins.
"Oh, you haven't heard?" the snooty woman asks. "About all the murders and stuff lately?"
"That's-"
"Some people are saying they're copycat killings, emulating a serial killer that was busted by Lt. Washington here... What, two, three years ago?"
"Three years an-"
"Yeah, so. Some people are saying these aren't by no human, but his vengeful ghost. Or that monsters are-"
"STOP-!" the police officer yells. The snooty woman looks at her in surprise before she realizes she's yelling and continues in a more calm, collected tone. "Stop... saying monsters and ghosts." She turns to you. "There's nothing to worry about. The police are investigating all the... recent slayings, and we're making good progress. We've got several persons of interest, and we're getting closer to figuring out the truth."
A smile spreads across the face of the other woman. "Several persons of interest, eh...? And who might they be?"
The police officer sighs.
Cyrus Thompson
You pick up the mace, sign the waivers, and get led into the arena. You decide to join the team with more experienced members. The last round's winner seems to be organizing and instructing some of the volunteers in the other group. That doesn't really seem to be happening on your side. One of the guys running the show tells you not to worry. Just run forward and try to knock down the other guys to eliminate them. You don't need to worry too much about hurting anyone. The armor's pretty solid stuff, and the weapons are all blunted and whatnot. So long as you don't go out actually trying to kill someone, it should be fine.
The head official walks out onto the field and looks over the participants. "Is everyone ready?" A few people nod, no one objects. "Well, then... Let today's final battle... begin!"
Your side erupts in a battle cry from the experienced members, with most of the rookies inspired to join in. The other side's almost as loud, though most of the roar comes from that one man. Everyone starts to charge at each other in a massive pile of bodies.
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Post by pielover19 on Feb 13, 2017 16:03:55 GMT -5
Give the girl the pick since she paid for it.
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Post by Just14 on Feb 13, 2017 16:16:37 GMT -5
Well, I guess its time to be Cyrus. Just start knocking over enemies. This...should be pretty easy for him.
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