rocketrobie2 — Roleplayer Guild

@ArenaSnow Thats some spooky foreshadowing there.

Man, trick or treating is the bomb.

I missed going last year but this year I really cleaned up.

@Pathfinder I wish I knew about this video when it was your actual birthday.

Here, happy late birthday.

youtube.com/watch?v=Kx1-03srzlU

@Pathfinder Happy Bithday!

-insert picture of frosty the snowman-

@xChrome Sorry 'bout the wait. Haven't had a hunkey dorey weekend but things should speed up a little from me again.

Baldur looked down at the book that he had in his clutches as the Caravan demon told him what it was. A book that would allow those demons to control something potentially worse and cause some major damage to the Earth potentially. He had inadvertently slowed down what might have been the apocalypse but he didn't stop it. And now Baldur was filled with two sense of dread, one from the thought of those demons taking over the world and another as he saw that figure that had been haunting him ever since he entered this gods forsaken forest. This dread however was soon replaced by a strong sense of determination with a tint of anger at the demons.

"What if we used these things and summoned this 'demon of demons' before they can and we use it against them? We've got a head start over them plus we've got enough magical knowledge here to trouble shoot the parts we don't know plus we've got a demon to read the book." Baldur said, with an almost visible fire in his eyes. For the first time in what seemed like decades, Baldur felt a sense of purpose again. "Also, before any of you say anything about the ethics of summoning this thing just think about this. If we don't they will and they'll use it to do a whole lot of bad while we can just banish it after we're done with it." Baldur said as he tried to rationalize his idea to the more Lawful good of the party. Finally Baldur turned to the Caravan man and looked him straight in the eyes "I've done a lot of bad in my life too but I think this might be a great chance at redemption. You can make up for all the innocents that you brought up here and avenge Regina." Baldur finished as he took a deep breath and waited for everyone's reaction.

This has been a very exhausting day and it wasn't even half over yet. First Burt was jogging for an explosion, then he was running from Nazi's and now he was pushing and armoured truck full of people to a community centre. Burt was beginning to really regret not working out while he was in prison. 

"So magic man, you have enough of that crazy gas to where you could give us some cover while we get the civilians in the center. Like grenades you could chuck in a few spots while we make our way in?" asked  the human matchstick. Mysterio nearly face-palmed (or as close as he could get in his helmet) at his enormous stupidity. Why didn't he make gas bombs? That would have been so easy and so simple yet still super effective!

"'Friad not." Burt said through gritted teeth "I can probably distract a bunch if we can get a bunch of my smog in their systems but I don't have any grenades or nothing. Just the nozzles on my suit." Burt said with a grunt as he continued pushing the car.

@Oliver Might just be a slow day. If it lasts like two days, thats when I'd start to get worried.

I love how Baldur deftly tried to steal one book and Skylar just shoved a whole bunch of random papers and shite into his bag and we all took off with integral parts of the ritual.

Theses are either some lucky people or some very unlucky people.

-@xChrome is gone for two hours-

-Suddenly everyone has become cultists-

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