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4 yrs ago
Current AD&D was more or less 1.5e. That's not *totally* accurate but it kinda evokes what happened. I've not done D&D in a hot minute, tho.
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6 yrs ago
To everyone who has been patiently awaiting posts, my apologies. I will try to get out a round of posts today!
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6 yrs ago
To anyone waiting on posts from me: as some of y'all know, my place of work minorly caught on fire on Tuesday and I had to deal with that. Literally. Anyways. That's why I'm slow lately.
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6 yrs ago
As a Texan, the proper spelling is "Y'all" not "ya'll." It is a contraction of "You all" not "Ya all." That's all I have to say on any of this.
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6 yrs ago
I'm happy to announce that, illness-wise, I seem to be out of the woods. Thanks for your patience, everyone!
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Yo, what up. I'm The Grundlesnart.

What's a grundlesnart? Me. I'm a grundlesnart.

I've been RPing for like 16 years, since back when Yahoo Groups was still a thing. So yeah, I'm an old fart.

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MASTER OF CEREMONIES






AVENUE


Avenue, Key is following you around, grimacing. You can tell she's pissed off at you for putting the burden of summoning Hope on her, and you can see she's coming to some kind of decision. She's not letting the stitch boys have a look at her just yet. Just following a few paces behind you as if trying to solve a puzzle on the back of your shirt.

Tum Tum is working with the doctors. He's got that weird hand twitch that makes you worried he'll end up killing someone, but whether that matters or not is up to you. And maybe your mood.

The uninjured are chopping up the ape meat. You notice that one of the apes is wearing a necklace, crudely formed of wood chips and human teeth. You've never seen an ape wearing jewelry before.

SPARROW


Sparrow, the girls seem distraught. Pixie, one of the youngest girls, sits nearby while you work to prepare the meat. "Milk left this morning... she went to find Alcohol so she could find Hemlock so she could find Twix... I'm worried."

She sits on the counter and smooths her burlap skirt.


"I think... I think you should go looking for her, Sparrow. Make sure she's okay. I don't want Hemlock to hurt her, and things have been really crazy in town today. We just got word that some guy named Pepsi killed one of Al's guards."
Isaac had been on the cusp of heading inside, when he got Bernie's text letting him know something was going on with that stupid SHS website.

His eyes scanned across the page without total comprehension but something did become clear. Arson, possibly arson that resulted in someone being hurt. Deus did live with his aunt so...

Isaac's heart sank at the possibilities. He knew what Deus would probably do, because Isaac would likely do the same in that situation: Run. Fear and shame are powerful motivators, and Isaac knew that all too well. But if Deus did something foolish, everything could go terribly wrong. Permanently wrong.

[Don't let Deus leave!] He had texted. Realizing only after he hit send that it was likely too dire and cryptic a warning, but the sound of a slamming door from behind the house clued him in that Deus had probably flown the coop well before his advice could be followed.

So instead, he scrolled through his phone looking for the number. He'd only ever used it once before, and that was to verify the number was right. But he was going to use it now.
[Deus, you might not be looking at your phone right now. But I've got to try anyways.]
[I'm sorry my text in the group chat came across as so dire and like a trap. I don't want to capture or detain you.]
[You don't need to be punished, Deus. I don't believe that will help you, or your little sister.]

Isaac wasn't 100% certain he had that relationship right, but it was effectively the same so it didn't matter at this point.
[You're in a really shitty, sticky situation. You need to be very careful about what you do.]
[l know you don't know me super well. But I promise you, I've got no intentions to do you any harm.]
[l don't think I could, anyways. You'd kick my ass, if we're being real.]
[Okay. Weird thing to say. Sorry. If you want help... real help. Tell me where to go to find you and I'll meet you there on your terms. If you want me to do nothing more than bring someone else to you, I'll do it. Just tell me what to do.]

Isaac couldn't do anything but wait, at this point. Chasing him down in the truck would be... a monstrously bad idea.

He sent another text, this time to Bernie. He... wasn't sure why.
[This is crazy. I can't just let him run away and potentially get himself in trouble or fuck up his life somehow but I also can't just chase him down. What do I do, Berns?]

I'm also game
MASTER OF CEREMONIES






AVENUE AND SPARROW


Well this has become something of a testy situation, hasn't it? The representatives of two different gods having something of a minor confrontation....

Tum Tum puts a hand on your shoulder, Avenue, in a pleading gesture. "Avenue, master, our people are badly injured and need healing. Shasta, Lemmy, and III are dead. We must tend to these needs. Let this nonbeliever wander back to where she belongs. Can we not deal with her another time?"


Tum Tum is wide, with a stocky build and something of a gut. You're not entirely certain how he manages to be heavy set in a world like this. Key thinks he's eating the dead, and that it is giving him power.

Speaking of Key, that's who speaks up next. She's got a black eye and she's nursing a pretty bad bite wound on her hand. She might have lost a finger, even. "This is why we need to bring Hope to the world... So mongrels like these Apes can learn to fear her power, and unbelievers like this can know their place." She spits on the ground while you watch. Despite the fight, Key is probably the cleanest in your group. She habitually bathes in the river, a practice some of your people frown upon as making her weak, but she insists it is right to present herself as a clean and sweet offering before Hope at all times.



Sparrow, you're in a bit of a spot right now. These guys are injured, sure, but they outnumber you by quite a lot and they're still full of adrenaline. I don't think you need me to tell you that this is not an advantageous position for you. Figure out where you're going and tell me why.

PEPSI

Pepsi, as you're enjoying the cheers, you see a few guys go running off, yelling for the town guards and looking spooked. At least one is headed for Alcohol's place. Doesn't take a genius to figure that out.

The guy at the bar, Twice, doesn't seem to pleased with you, either. "Hey, Pepsi, can you drag his ass outside or something? It's gonna stink and I don't need Alcohol's guys sniffin' around here." It's something of an open secret that Twice sells more than just booze out of his little tent, as evidenced by the occasional patron quietly tweaking out in a corner and the somewhat regular visits from Avenue's people.

Perhaps the most concerning, you get a glimpse of Hemlock as she's headed away.

What do you do?

HEMLOCK

Show us the ritual you're performing, and Open Your Brain. PM me when you're at that point and I'll feed you what you see.

ALCOHOL

Oh boy. You're having something of a busy morning. It hasn't even been 5 minutes since Milk left that you see one of your guys, Nickles, come barging through your door.
"Al! Something's happened! That big guy from Plaza... he fuckin' killed First! Stabbed him to death with a broken bottle and then bragged about it to the crowd. He's down at Twice's place. Some of the other guys are trying to get a few men to see if we can get him under arrest."

Alcohol, this is probably some bad fuckin' news for you. What are you gonna do about it?

MILK

Milk, you've not been down long before you see one of the cops sprint past you in a rush, and you see a crowd starting to disperse around Twice's place. It looks like some crazy shit just went down, but you're too far to make out exactly what happened.

You know more or less the area where Hemlock lives, but that doesn't guarantee she'll be there. She tends to wander like the crazy bitch she is. What are you gonna do?

I am, at most, vaguely fond of you.
GURL U HAVE MY DISCORD WHAT U WAITING FOR?!


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