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Random RPG Game Thread 2!
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Topic Started: Jul 29 2006, 11:00 AM (1,224 Views)
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Specialist290
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Aug 23 2006, 03:04 PM
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He manages to parry with the frying pan that the second guy dropped. Apparently he picked it up while you were falling.
The gunfire is still going on, though it's missing both of you. The shooter seems simply to be shooting in one direction and hoping he hits something.
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Fremskritt
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Aug 23 2006, 03:05 PM
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For a short millisecond I wonder if fried brain tastes very good, but decide against trying. Instead I try to disarm the nomad.
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Specialist290
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Aug 23 2006, 03:10 PM
Post #303
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He blocks another attack, but you manage to grab the frying pan and yank it out of his hands. He then jumps over you and runs towards the smoke plume.
Also, more gunfire.
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Fremskritt
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Aug 23 2006, 03:12 PM
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Nice, I now consider the golf club as my main hand weapon and the frying pan as my off hand weapon.
With that settled I follow the nomad.
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Hlfranklin
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Aug 23 2006, 05:27 PM
Post #305
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Tainted Soul
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- Specialist290
- Aug 23 2006, 12:21 PM
- Hlfranklin
- Aug 22 2006, 08:39 PM
I get up and go to where they all are.
You enter a room and see George Washington, Benjamin Franklin, Robert E. Lee, Maximus the Gladiator, and a few other people you don't recognize--the leadership council of the Rebel Alliance. "So, Yoda, this is the prodigy you weah talking about durin' ouah last discussion?" Lee asks Yoda. "Indeed. Great in the Force is he, though to control his abilities fully he has not yet learned." "Very well. Hlfranklin, we ah givin' you command ovah a special unit of Rebel Commandos. You will receive youah fuhst mission assignment latah." "Mmm... Donuts," Ben Franklin interjects, then takes three out of his pockets and crams them into his mouth.
"ok, so do i have permisiion to go on my own little mission then?"
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Specialist290
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Aug 23 2006, 10:18 PM
Post #306
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- Hlfranklin
- Aug 23 2006, 05:27 PM
- Specialist290
- Aug 23 2006, 12:21 PM
- Hlfranklin
- Aug 22 2006, 08:39 PM
I get up and go to where they all are.
You enter a room and see George Washington, Benjamin Franklin, Robert E. Lee, Maximus the Gladiator, and a few other people you don't recognize--the leadership council of the Rebel Alliance. "So, Yoda, this is the prodigy you weah talking about durin' ouah last discussion?" Lee asks Yoda. "Indeed. Great in the Force is he, though to control his abilities fully he has not yet learned." "Very well. Hlfranklin, we ah givin' you command ovah a special unit of Rebel Commandos. You will receive youah fuhst mission assignment latah." "Mmm... Donuts," Ben Franklin interjects, then takes three out of his pockets and crams them into his mouth.
"ok, so do i have permisiion to go on my own little mission then?"
"Until you're called, yes."
Ben Franklin stuffs another three donuts into his mouth while still chewing the first batch. You'll probably want to leave before he tries to put any more in there...
ASGs: +5 Rebel Commandos
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Specialist290
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Aug 23 2006, 10:20 PM
Post #307
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- Aug 23 2006, 03:12 PM
Nice, I now consider the golf club as my main hand weapon and the frying pan as my off hand weapon.
With that settled I follow the nomad.
The gunfire stops briefly, then you hear the sound of splintering bones. The nomad shoots at you as you emerge from the pillar of smoke, having managed to kill the shooter and wrench the gun from his hands.
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 AK-47? Check Fedora? Check Fur coat? Check Sunglasses? Check Good to go...
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Hlfranklin
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Aug 23 2006, 11:10 PM
Post #308
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- Specialist290
- Aug 23 2006, 10:18 PM
- Hlfranklin
- Aug 23 2006, 05:27 PM
- Specialist290
- Aug 23 2006, 12:21 PM
- Hlfranklin
- Aug 22 2006, 08:39 PM
I get up and go to where they all are.
You enter a room and see George Washington, Benjamin Franklin, Robert E. Lee, Maximus the Gladiator, and a few other people you don't recognize--the leadership council of the Rebel Alliance. "So, Yoda, this is the prodigy you weah talking about durin' ouah last discussion?" Lee asks Yoda. "Indeed. Great in the Force is he, though to control his abilities fully he has not yet learned." "Very well. Hlfranklin, we ah givin' you command ovah a special unit of Rebel Commandos. You will receive youah fuhst mission assignment latah." "Mmm... Donuts," Ben Franklin interjects, then takes three out of his pockets and crams them into his mouth.
"ok, so do i have permisiion to go on my own little mission then?"
"Until you're called, yes." Ben Franklin stuffs another three donuts into his mouth while still chewing the first batch. You'll probably want to leave before he tries to put any more in there... ASGs: +5 Rebel Commandos
I take my commands and devise a plan to find that frwaking boat.
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Fremskritt
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Aug 24 2006, 08:28 AM
Post #309
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- Specialist290
- Aug 24 2006, 04:20 AM
- The Person
- Aug 23 2006, 03:12 PM
Nice, I now consider the golf club as my main hand weapon and the frying pan as my off hand weapon.
With that settled I follow the nomad.
The gunfire stops briefly, then you hear the sound of splintering bones. The nomad shoots at you as you emerge from the pillar of smoke, having managed to kill the shooter and wrench the gun from his hands.
Expecthing this guy to actually aim at someone, and since the only someone around here except him is me I take cover behind a sand dune.
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Specialist290
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Aug 24 2006, 06:52 PM
Post #310
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- Hlfranklin
- Aug 23 2006, 11:10 PM
- Specialist290
- Aug 23 2006, 10:18 PM
- Hlfranklin
- Aug 23 2006, 05:27 PM
- Specialist290
- Aug 23 2006, 12:21 PM
- Hlfranklin
- Aug 22 2006, 08:39 PM
I get up and go to where they all are.
You enter a room and see George Washington, Benjamin Franklin, Robert E. Lee, Maximus the Gladiator, and a few other people you don't recognize--the leadership council of the Rebel Alliance. "So, Yoda, this is the prodigy you weah talking about durin' ouah last discussion?" Lee asks Yoda. "Indeed. Great in the Force is he, though to control his abilities fully he has not yet learned." "Very well. Hlfranklin, we ah givin' you command ovah a special unit of Rebel Commandos. You will receive youah fuhst mission assignment latah." "Mmm... Donuts," Ben Franklin interjects, then takes three out of his pockets and crams them into his mouth.
"ok, so do i have permisiion to go on my own little mission then?"
"Until you're called, yes." Ben Franklin stuffs another three donuts into his mouth while still chewing the first batch. You'll probably want to leave before he tries to put any more in there... ASGs: +5 Rebel Commandos
I take my commands and devise a plan to find that frwaking boat.
One of your commandos turns to you.
"Well, the best place to start an investigation would probably be the place you saw him last. Should we head back to that location?"
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Specialist290
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Aug 24 2006, 06:53 PM
Post #311
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- The Person
- Aug 24 2006, 08:28 AM
- Specialist290
- Aug 24 2006, 04:20 AM
- The Person
- Aug 23 2006, 03:12 PM
Nice, I now consider the golf club as my main hand weapon and the frying pan as my off hand weapon.
With that settled I follow the nomad.
The gunfire stops briefly, then you hear the sound of splintering bones. The nomad shoots at you as you emerge from the pillar of smoke, having managed to kill the shooter and wrench the gun from his hands.
Expecthing this guy to actually aim at someone, and since the only someone around here except him is me I take cover behind a sand dune.
He points the gun at you, but instead of firing waves at you with his other arm as if trying to tell you to stop because he has something important to say, do, or show you.
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 AK-47? Check Fedora? Check Fur coat? Check Sunglasses? Check Good to go...
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Hlfranklin
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Aug 24 2006, 06:55 PM
Post #312
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Tainted Soul
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- Specialist290
- Aug 24 2006, 06:52 PM
- Hlfranklin
- Aug 23 2006, 11:10 PM
- Specialist290
- Aug 23 2006, 10:18 PM
- Hlfranklin
- Aug 23 2006, 05:27 PM
- Specialist290
- Aug 23 2006, 12:21 PM
- Hlfranklin
- Aug 22 2006, 08:39 PM
I get up and go to where they all are.
You enter a room and see George Washington, Benjamin Franklin, Robert E. Lee, Maximus the Gladiator, and a few other people you don't recognize--the leadership council of the Rebel Alliance. "So, Yoda, this is the prodigy you weah talking about durin' ouah last discussion?" Lee asks Yoda. "Indeed. Great in the Force is he, though to control his abilities fully he has not yet learned." "Very well. Hlfranklin, we ah givin' you command ovah a special unit of Rebel Commandos. You will receive youah fuhst mission assignment latah." "Mmm... Donuts," Ben Franklin interjects, then takes three out of his pockets and crams them into his mouth.
"ok, so do i have permisiion to go on my own little mission then?"
"Until you're called, yes." Ben Franklin stuffs another three donuts into his mouth while still chewing the first batch. You'll probably want to leave before he tries to put any more in there... ASGs: +5 Rebel Commandos
I take my commands and devise a plan to find that frwaking boat.
One of your commandos turns to you. "Well, the best place to start an investigation would probably be the place you saw him last. Should we head back to that location?"
"yes", we sneak to the boat dock.
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Fremskritt
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Aug 25 2006, 06:11 AM
Post #313
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- Specialist290
- Aug 25 2006, 12:53 AM
- The Person
- Aug 24 2006, 08:28 AM
- Specialist290
- Aug 24 2006, 04:20 AM
- The Person
- Aug 23 2006, 03:12 PM
Nice, I now consider the golf club as my main hand weapon and the frying pan as my off hand weapon.
With that settled I follow the nomad.
The gunfire stops briefly, then you hear the sound of splintering bones. The nomad shoots at you as you emerge from the pillar of smoke, having managed to kill the shooter and wrench the gun from his hands.
Expecthing this guy to actually aim at someone, and since the only someone around here except him is me I take cover behind a sand dune.
He points the gun at you, but instead of firing waves at you with his other arm as if trying to tell you to stop because he has something important to say, do, or show you.
I continue to take cover as I don't have a tendency to trust people who tried to kill me, especially not after killing their accomplices.
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Specialist290
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Sep 9 2006, 12:25 PM
Post #314
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Admin-type Guy
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- Hlfranklin
- Aug 24 2006, 06:55 PM
- Specialist290
- Aug 24 2006, 06:52 PM
- Hlfranklin
- Aug 23 2006, 11:10 PM
- Specialist290
- Aug 23 2006, 10:18 PM
- Hlfranklin
- Aug 23 2006, 05:27 PM
- Specialist290
- Aug 23 2006, 12:21 PM
- Hlfranklin
- Aug 22 2006, 08:39 PM
I get up and go to where they all are.
You enter a room and see George Washington, Benjamin Franklin, Robert E. Lee, Maximus the Gladiator, and a few other people you don't recognize--the leadership council of the Rebel Alliance. "So, Yoda, this is the prodigy you weah talking about durin' ouah last discussion?" Lee asks Yoda. "Indeed. Great in the Force is he, though to control his abilities fully he has not yet learned." "Very well. Hlfranklin, we ah givin' you command ovah a special unit of Rebel Commandos. You will receive youah fuhst mission assignment latah." "Mmm... Donuts," Ben Franklin interjects, then takes three out of his pockets and crams them into his mouth.
"ok, so do i have permisiion to go on my own little mission then?"
"Until you're called, yes." Ben Franklin stuffs another three donuts into his mouth while still chewing the first batch. You'll probably want to leave before he tries to put any more in there... ASGs: +5 Rebel Commandos
I take my commands and devise a plan to find that frwaking boat.
One of your commandos turns to you. "Well, the best place to start an investigation would probably be the place you saw him last. Should we head back to that location?"
"yes", we sneak to the boat dock.
The ship that was there is now gone.
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Specialist290
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Sep 9 2006, 12:27 PM
Post #315
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- The Person
- Aug 25 2006, 06:11 AM
- Specialist290
- Aug 25 2006, 12:53 AM
- The Person
- Aug 24 2006, 08:28 AM
- Specialist290
- Aug 24 2006, 04:20 AM
- The Person
- Aug 23 2006, 03:12 PM
Nice, I now consider the golf club as my main hand weapon and the frying pan as my off hand weapon.
With that settled I follow the nomad.
The gunfire stops briefly, then you hear the sound of splintering bones. The nomad shoots at you as you emerge from the pillar of smoke, having managed to kill the shooter and wrench the gun from his hands.
Expecthing this guy to actually aim at someone, and since the only someone around here except him is me I take cover behind a sand dune.
He points the gun at you, but instead of firing waves at you with his other arm as if trying to tell you to stop because he has something important to say, do, or show you.
I continue to take cover as I don't have a tendency to trust people who tried to kill me, especially not after killing their accomplices.
Suddenly, the ground beneath the both of you explodes, and you're thrown in two completely different directions.
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 AK-47? Check Fedora? Check Fur coat? Check Sunglasses? Check Good to go...
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Hlfranklin
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Sep 9 2006, 02:02 PM
Post #316
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Tainted Soul
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- Specialist290
- Sep 9 2006, 12:25 PM
- Hlfranklin
- Aug 24 2006, 06:55 PM
- Specialist290
- Aug 24 2006, 06:52 PM
- Hlfranklin
- Aug 23 2006, 11:10 PM
- Specialist290
- Aug 23 2006, 10:18 PM
- Hlfranklin
- Aug 23 2006, 05:27 PM
- Specialist290
- Aug 23 2006, 12:21 PM
- Hlfranklin
- Aug 22 2006, 08:39 PM
I get up and go to where they all are.
You enter a room and see George Washington, Benjamin Franklin, Robert E. Lee, Maximus the Gladiator, and a few other people you don't recognize--the leadership council of the Rebel Alliance. "So, Yoda, this is the prodigy you weah talking about durin' ouah last discussion?" Lee asks Yoda. "Indeed. Great in the Force is he, though to control his abilities fully he has not yet learned." "Very well. Hlfranklin, we ah givin' you command ovah a special unit of Rebel Commandos. You will receive youah fuhst mission assignment latah." "Mmm... Donuts," Ben Franklin interjects, then takes three out of his pockets and crams them into his mouth.
"ok, so do i have permisiion to go on my own little mission then?"
"Until you're called, yes." Ben Franklin stuffs another three donuts into his mouth while still chewing the first batch. You'll probably want to leave before he tries to put any more in there... ASGs: +5 Rebel Commandos
I take my commands and devise a plan to find that frwaking boat.
One of your commandos turns to you. "Well, the best place to start an investigation would probably be the place you saw him last. Should we head back to that location?"
"yes", we sneak to the boat dock.
The ship that was there is now gone.
I pick of a guard and ttorture him for info.
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Fremskritt
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Sep 9 2006, 07:07 PM
Post #317
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- Specialist290
- Sep 9 2006, 06:27 PM
- The Person
- Aug 25 2006, 06:11 AM
- Specialist290
- Aug 25 2006, 12:53 AM
- The Person
- Aug 24 2006, 08:28 AM
- Specialist290
- Aug 24 2006, 04:20 AM
- The Person
- Aug 23 2006, 03:12 PM
Nice, I now consider the golf club as my main hand weapon and the frying pan as my off hand weapon.
With that settled I follow the nomad.
The gunfire stops briefly, then you hear the sound of splintering bones. The nomad shoots at you as you emerge from the pillar of smoke, having managed to kill the shooter and wrench the gun from his hands.
Expecthing this guy to actually aim at someone, and since the only someone around here except him is me I take cover behind a sand dune.
He points the gun at you, but instead of firing waves at you with his other arm as if trying to tell you to stop because he has something important to say, do, or show you.
I continue to take cover as I don't have a tendency to trust people who tried to kill me, especially not after killing their accomplices.
Suddenly, the ground beneath the both of you explodes, and you're thrown in two completely different directions.
Nice, now there's orc guts all over the place.
I expect this means I'll live on on the spiritual plane or something similar?
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