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Let's Sperg A Kiwi Play By Post Game: Alien Earth
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Alright, the arrow misses and lodges in the hood of the car.
Yes. The cyclist you targeted begins screaming and swerves off the road.
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There's plenty more where that came from.
Sir Reginald reloads the crossbow to fire again. "Mine archery could use some practice. These foul ruffians are much harder game than the pheasant we hunt on the lord's estate."
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Which character am I on the roll20 board?
Ben focuses on the goon on his right. Readying his pistol, he fires.
Ben focuses on the goon on his right. Readying his pistol, he fires.
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Awright!
You're the camo guy riding with me.
Skye rises to her knees, careful to not make herself an easy target. "Archer!" she shouts at Sir Reginald. "I shall guide your next arrow!"
...That's something she can do, right?
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The bullet punches through the raider's makeshift armor and strikes him in his lower abdomen. He screams in pain, and begins applying pressure to the wound with a scrap of shirt.
I'll allow it. You can make a Will+Telekinesis roll. Each success adds +1 to Reginald's roll.
As for the bandits.
The shiny sedan surges forward, and you can see that other thing on the hood is some sort of metal tube hooked up to a tank. A moment of dawning comprehension hits you as a jet of fire spews out and rakes across the back of the truck. Fortunately, it's not exactly the most accurate weapon, and aside from some minor singes you make it through unscathed.
The jeep advances forward, and the arm in the back activates and swings outward. It looks like it's going to try to grab onto the van.
The biker that Slurms targeted manages to straighten out, although you can tell that his shaking isn't just the bumpy road. He still looks fairly out of it.
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The knight can't hit his mark with that thing coming at him! With a not at all referential wave of her hand, Skye attempts to disable the arm's power source.
Skye, you moron, you could've just tried to destroy it instead.
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One of the power cables for the arm is ripped off, and the raiders shout something at you in Spanish. The guy in the back of the Jeep grabs a tool kit and starts attempting to repair the machinery.
Okay, it's reloaded. I assume you wish to fire at the same guy, so I rolled.
As Reginald raises his crossbow, the truck swerves to the right, giving him a straight shot at the driver. The arrow flies through the windshield and hits him square in the chest. It seems to have mostly been deflected by his armor.
Ricky opens the truck door, wraps his arm through the window, and hangs out. He takes a shot at one of the bikers and wings him.
Farehorn yells at the passengers in the back, and tries to hand you a sawed-off shotgun.
"It's got two shots in it, make 'em count!"
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Sir Reginald scowls in frustration, "This brigand's constitution is too sturdy, if only I had the foresight to bring one of Brother Maynard's holy hand grenades. Perhaps this ballista will serve my purpose better." He will fire the the turret grappling hook at the driver.
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The grappling hook flies true, spearing the driver in the chest and snagging on the steering wheel. The driver shifts the vehicle into neutral, to try to prevent it from flipping. Then he begins coughing up blood. It seems that the force of the ballestra impact has shattered several of his ribs.
The car is now snagged with the grappling hook. It currently has a -2 penalty to any attempts to drive it.
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Skye flashes a cold smile at the jeep raiders and puts down the spear. Her hand-waving grows wilder, shaping the air before her into razor-sharp ribbons of wind. "O Drakaina, grant us swift victory...or else this'll look really dumb..."
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Sir Reginald raises his hands in victory "Whoo! Yeah suck on that bitch!" He proceeds to cough "Er I mean a most gloriously true strike delivered by my honor." He proceeds to line up another crossbow shot at the driver.
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The ribbons fly into the driver, inflicting horrific lacerations on his limbs. His right arm is sliced off.
He screams and flails about.
The bolt flies true, and his him square in his left eye. He pauses for a second, touches the bolt, and then collapses, dead.
His head falls to the wheel, and the car begins to drift left.
You hit the passenger of the car in the guts. He grimaces, and leans over to try and control the car.
Raider's turn:
The bandit driving the shifts the now dead driver's foot to the gas pedal, and lurches forward. The guy in the back climbs out of the sunroof and attempts to scramble into the bed of the truck.
With a mighty leap he clears the barbed wire and spikes around the truck, and lands in the bed. He draws a sword, and attempts to take a swing at Syke, screaming in Spanish.
It barely just misses, opening a small gash on Skye's jaw.
The guy on the bike fires his flintlock at Ricky, who gets it in the leg. He's bleeding pretty heavily.
The raiders in the jeep pull up next to the van. The two passengers climb up the arm and try to leap onto the van. One makes it, brandishing a sword. The other guy slams into the side of the van and falls to a clumsy, embarrassing death via fast moving pavement.
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Ricky takes a shot at the biker.
"WOW BITCH, YOU KNOW WHAT I DO TO MOTHERFUCKERS LIKE YOU? I EAT PIECES OF SHIT LIKE YOU FOR BREAKFEST!"
He actually manages to pull it off, striking the raider in the upper chest.
The jeep at the front of the convoy pulls out and tries to block off the raider jeep.
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Sir Reginald draws his sword and swings at the raider on his van. "You wish to cross swords? Then have at you!'
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"Agh—oh, you're here!" Skye reaches for her spear, leaps to her feet, and steps between Ben and the strange raider. She strikes at the first opening she sees. One can see the gears in her head grinding as she struggles to think up a witty one-liner: "Lovely weapon. It would look even better in The Triton-born's armory!"
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Despite your mastery of swordsmanship, your target nimbly avoids your blows. Nimbly meaning "flailing wildly attempting to balance on the top of a moving car." Because of this, his own attempt to take advantage of your mistake goes poorly. The sword flies out of his grip and off of the van.
You somehow managed to fail that roll. And then he got two 1s out of three dice.
Continuing the string of bad luck is Skye, who misses with her spear. That's okay, because the raider in the car swings his sword like a spastic chimpanzee and fails to hit you.
The biker closes in on Ricky and takes a swing at him with his fist. He manages to land a few painful sounding blows. Ricky attempts to kick him, to no avail.
The goon in the car has fixed the submachine gun, and lays down suppressive fire on the back of the truck. The bullets whizz past you ears as you hit the deck to avoid the incoming fire. All actions are now at a -1 penalty.
The raider who fell off the van was struck by the sedan, and completely liquefied by it's tires.
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Sir Reginald keeps his sword pointed at his foe ready to strike should his intimidation fail. "Thou hast been bested. Yield to me or be skewered upon my blade."
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Skye takes this opportunity to stab the sword-swinger with all her might. If anything, he might make a decent shield. "Stop now. Ye gods!"