DiscoDude: ---BEGIN SESSION---
DiscoDude: Session logging commenced
Kras-GM: So, I already had a bunch of disclaimers last session, <@!Cecil> is joinging us, but, well... <@!Cecil> has been with us on season one, so I'll skip the disclaimers
Kras-GM: <@!Cecil> , please, share with us your character's pre-sleep routine, and, your character sheet as well
Kras-GM: other players, we already did this last session.
Cecil: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1pqC0jz193ykATjShNHE9wU9wkqXXiRrZJEkVS7S7NZ8/edit?usp=sharing
Routine: Cecil’s daily routine consists of pestering Lazarus each morning during breakfast. Going to work as a type of bouncer for some high end places. Coming home near the end of the day and messing around with Lazarus. On her off days at work, she likes to either go in to town with Lazarus and hang out. Or hang out with some other people and enjoy a good chat. Vacations usually end up having Laz and herself go to some exotic place and have photos and memorabilia for those vacations.
Kras-GM: Alright, should I wait for <@!Sarah> ?
Kras-GM: (Or should I just start with the intro?)
Kras-GM: (Sarah seems to be typing)
Sarah: Sarah tiedies up the sheets on the bed she's rented in a Dewclaw tavern, and hops onto the ceiling. Her ear tentacles and tail droop down, pointed to the floor, and she slowly drifts to sleep.
Kras-GM: Okay then!
Kras-GM: Let's go!
Kras-GM: Suddenly, you notice that you are not where you had settled to rest anymore, but, rather, that you are all inside a completely sterile-white subway car, with the only things breaking the “theme color” being the other passengers and the darkness outside. The other passengers, of course, are the other Player Characters, if that wasn’t clear.
Before there is much you can do, you hear a feminine voice: “Next stop, Dream Dungeon. All non-employees will have to leave at this stop, including the -four- passengers in the blank car. Whose names are… Currently unknown, CrystalOvrlrd99, Sarah and Bent Pines Trailer Park inhabitant.” That last part sounded a lot like one of those pre-recorded messages…
Rotha: blinks. "This place again?" she finally says after way too long.
Kyben: Kyben actually cringed at the mention of his Online Handle. God, he still used that thing instead of picking a better one.
Kras-GM: (BRB, you guy keep interacting)
Cecil: Cecil looks around, "What the fuck...? Is this what Laz talked about before? Huh, wow."
Rotha: "...there's more names on that there list," she says idly, not looking around yet.
Sarah: Sarah opens her eyes, perched on the ceiling of the subway car, and smiles. She knew she'd heard that magic again. It was incredibly faint in the real world, and she hadn't been able to play with it. Still, it was nice to have the heads up.
Cecil: The cat readjusts her hat and her clothes before getting out of her seat and walking around, looking at each person individually.
Sarah: Sarah drops down from the ceiling, kneels down, and gives Rotha a hug.
Kyben: Kyben Stares at the New passanger in a vague 'Who you lookin' at?' style
Rotha: "Oof! What the..." She looks down. "Oh, you're here again too."
Cecil: She gives Kyben one of the nastiest glares, giving them the vibe of, ill kick your ass anytime, bub
Sarah: "Yeah!" Sarah says, "Oh, and guess what city I finally arived in."
Rotha: "You were goin' somewhere?" Rotha says, confused. She's not used to social interactions she doesn't start and then press until the other party is uncomfortable and attempts to leave.
Kyben: A grunt is the only thing that escapes out of Kyben's mouth before turning away towards the other two passangers "How did you two get here again, anyway?"
Kras-GM: Suddenly, the subway car you are in comes to a stop and its doors fly open. “We have arrived at... Dream Dungeon. All non-employees will have to leave at this stop, including the -four- passengers in the blank car. Please leave now, before the blank car rearranges itself to force your decision.” Beyond the door is a plain wooden door. It doesn’t seem to have a lock. Yes, the subway car’s doors opens directly to another door.
Rotha: "'Get here'?" Rotha says, confused by the accusation.
Cecil: "Yup, this is definitely where Laz wound up and talked about it for like an hour." Cecil mumbled to herself as she walks out.
Kyben: "Yeah, I thought this was some elaborated uh, Whatever you call when you know you are dreaming- kind of dreams" As he speaks, he walks and opens the door hastly, he didn't want to see the train do that freaky rearanging thing again
Sarah: Sarah blinks as the message finishes playing, and stands up. "Oh good, you've heard of this place," Sarah says, walking past Cecil, "No chance your friend mentioned what this is about, did they?"
Rotha: wanders out after the others, muttering "get here?" to herself over and over. It's a good question, and she really doesn't have a clue.
Kras-GM: You all arrive inside the Tavern (Or what appears to be a tavern). It has around eight round tables placed in the communal area, with four to eight chairs around each table. There is a considerably large counter with several bar stools in front of it and a large collection of beverages in the shelfs in the wall behind it. There seems to be a Manticore tending to the counter, wearing an attire you would expect on a tavernkeep.
In the corner, left to the counter, there is a set of stairs going up, and another set, beneath this one, going down. In the other corner, right to the counter, there seems to be a nice looking wooden door, there is a “Restrict access” plaque on it. On the wall facing the counter (i.e., away from the counter), there are three doors, with plenty of space in between them.
There is one painting on the wall, it seems to descipts two individuals managing to break free from the tentacles of a large Sack Jelly, one of them seems to be a male Vanguard CatFish with both catfish and feline features, who is dragging a female Flowercat/Singing Rabbat hybrid by the arm. There is a plaque below the image.
As you come inside, you notice that the wooden door closes behind you, and fuses into the wall, disappearing completely. The Manticore turns to the lot of you, he silently looks you up and down. “Hm.” he nods acknowledgingly to you.
Rotha: sits down, lost in thought, ignoring everything else. "Get here," she mutters to herself again.
Cecil: Cecil walks up to the painting and inspects the plague.
Kras-GM: On the plaque below the image, the following words are written: “On the Second Week of the first experiment, Fredrik and Serea devised a plan to wrangle a rather large Sack Jelly, but despite their well-laid plans and best efforts, it failed, and they found themselves on harm’s way. After a long arduous chase, they finally broke off, with help of the other dwelvers.” There is some fine small letters below that…
Cecil: Cecil looks down at the smaller fine letters.
Kras-GM: The fine small letters says: “Then one of the other dwelvers charged into the Sack Jelly and met a swift demise.”
Kyben: Kyben read the Plaque from behind Cecil "Huh, So there were others before us?"
Cecil: "That's it?"
Rotha: "Get here," Rotha says again to herself, as if trying to comprehend some grand paradox of the universe. "Get here?"
Cecil: She walks up to the Manticore, "Tell me more about the Painting and the Plague, what was the person that died?"
Kras-GM: The manticore looks at you Cecil, and, then, after a long pause, he says "This is your first time in the Dream Dungeon... Would you like a free drink?"
Cecil: "Yeah sure, but I need to know who died on the second week."
Kras-GM: The Manticore puts a mug on top of the counter. "Maybe I don't remember, It was a long time ago. Does it matter to you?"
Sarah: "Why? Has word of this intrepid tale spread far and wide and you want to confirm it is what you've heard about?" Sarah asks, glancing at Cecil.
Cecil: "It sure does buddy. Because two of my friends were here. Laz the Aurorian Fox." And she gives a pause, "And Ulquo the Beholding Siren."
Cecil: She then turns over to Sarah, "Got some friends."
Kras-GM: "Hm. It probably was Ulquo, that name rings a bell." he said, abscent-mindedly wiping a mug with a cloth "So, what will it be?"
Rotha: "Oh, I get it now!" Rotha shouts happily, slapping her knee. "Dream Dungeon! It's been starin' me in the face all along! We get here when we fall asleep! I figured it out, guys!"
Kras-GM: (Great work, Rotha)
Kyben: "Wait What? " Kyben looks at Cecil, that piece of information that was released is now important.
Paying no importance to Rotha's Eureka, which wasn't really an eureka
Cecil: "You better tell me right now buddy if it was..."
Sarah: Sarah pats Rotha. "I like you, you're cute."
Rotha: "I like you too! You're weird and kinda creepy!" Rotha says, grinning as if she just delivered the best compliment.
Rotha: She seals the deal with a friendly pat on Sarah's back.
Cecil: She stops and sighs, "Whatever, just give me coffee." She turns to Kyben, "Yeah, my friends eneded up here a long time ago."
Kras-GM: Cecil, the manticore takes up one of those metal coffee pitchers (I forget the name) and fills a mug of coffee for you, before pushing it towards you.
Cecil: Cecil begins to slowly sip it and then turns back to the rest of these people.
Kyben: "So this thing isn't an isolated occurrance?" That opened more questions that it answered, for Kyben's dismay
Cecil: "Nope, it's not." She says, noticing the coffee isn't too hot and starts glugging it. "Anyways, three doors, puzzles, loot, treasure, blah blah blah."
Kras-GM: "I am glad I don't need to do my work." the manticore adds.
Cecil: She makes her way to the three doors, "Plus besides my boyfriend Laz and his friend Ulquo were apart of this."
Cecil: "And they wouldn't shut up about it."
Sarah: Sarah turns to the manticore. "Oh, you're still good for banter, right?"
Kras-GM: The leftmost door is… Made of metal, or, more precisely, made of a collection of cogs, springs and other mechanisms. It seems like this door has a complex locking mechanism, and, yet, it is out there for all to see.
The centermost door is… Made out of wood, with black iron hinges, and a black iron handle. No signs of a lock, however.
The rightmost door is… Made entirely of metal, with no visible hinges or locks. It is engraved on this door, in lage words: “Get Even”. Below that, there seems to be a series of smaller plaques on the door that spell “[The] [Goods] [Are] [Good], [But] [The] [Odds] [Are] [Odd].” each plaque seems to be of the same size of the others, despite the difference in letter length in the words.
Sarah: "You're a bartender, surely you're good with that."
Rotha: "I dunno what y'all're talking about, but last time we did this there were doors and treasure and creepy star folk and my little fishy friend and exploding vases 'n' all that. When are we gonna get to that?"
Kras-GM: "You get a complimentary drink at the end of the Dungeon's session, if you are still alive." The manticore responds to Sarah, staring her in the eyes.
Kyben: "..." Kyben turns towards the stairs, which he is pretty sure weren't here before, also glances at the gold door, except it isn't there, so he just glances at the meta door with Plaques
Cecil: Cecil looks at everybody, "Everybody go to the middle door. Wooden, black metal hinges and handle, let's get a move on."
Sarah: Sarah blinks, and dashes to the middle door, bumping Kyben in the process. She tries the handle.
Kras-GM: ( <@!Kyben> , stairs were on the previous session)
Kyben: (oh)
Kras-GM: <@!Sarah> , it opens
Kras-GM: Peering inside, you see a dark, dark corridor that extends beyond the reach of your light, the walls and floor seems to be made of rough stone. But the most obvious feature of this room is the very obvious strands that goes from wall to wall.
Deep down on the corridor, one can spot a bulbous shape amidst the strings.
Kras-GM: (Fuck, the second line wasn't meant to be there, oh well)
Cecil: Cecil goes ahead and walks on in.
Rotha: pauses and follows the others to see what all the fuss is.
Kras-GM: (paragraph-)
Kras-GM: <@!Cecil> , are you going to move past the strings, possibly breaking them?
Cecil: (Nah)
Cecil: (Can I roll Athletics to avoid them?)
Kras-GM: You may.
Kras-GM: Be warned, failing here will likely bump the strings.
Cecil: !roll 4df+4
DiscoDude: <@Cecil> rolled 4df+4 for 0 [4df = [-][-][-][-]]
Cecil: (Alright, I'm gonna reroll)
Kras-GM: (What aspect?)
Cecil: (Triggering the aspect, knows her way around places )
Kras-GM: (Alright then)
Cecil: !roll 4df+4
DiscoDude: <@Cecil> rolled 4df+4 for 3 [4df = [+][ ][-][-]]
Cecil: (Much better)
Kras-GM: You make it deeper and deeper into the corridor, and you are making advance. You probably are midway towards the bulbous figure, but there is a problem. Light is not coming with you, so, it is also getting darker and darker.
You are faced with a choice: track back whence you came, or track in into darkness, wich is much more difficult.
Or you could get a light
Cecil: Cecil looks around for any type of lightable material.
Kyben: he quickly directs a few words at Cecil, reminding himself of Rotha's funny accident last time "Hey you, don't walk ahead of us! Last time Ms. Rock Candies here got Stabbed through by a few hundred arr-" he grunts again as She just goes through the Corridor
Kras-GM: "Wait..." You hear from the counter "I forgot something. I forgot your starting pack, newcomer."
Kras-GM: <@!Cecil> , the strings looks very flammable, but otherwise, not much else.
Kyben: "Ugh, Give it to me, i'll deliver the bag."
Cecil: "You better not trigger the wires!" She yells back
Kras-GM: "I'll just send them directly." the manticore says, waving a hand.
<@!Cecil> , you get a starting pack.
Kras-GM: It appears from nowhere.
Kyben: "What the-...?"
Cecil: "Nice." She opens it up and looks inside.
Rotha: blinks. "Cooooooool magic trick."
Kras-GM: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1OgMc6Uw_SA-u-vEICbOhW0YIcWGQ04MO-lnvn6PLwAA/edit?usp=drive_web
Rotha: "How do y'all do it? Is it wires or somethin'?"
Kras-GM: (Just check the starting pack contents)
Cecil: gets the torch out
Kras-GM: "Magic." the manticore flatly says "Or dreams. One of the two."
Cecil: continues to traverse deeper
Kras-GM: <@!Cecil> , you light the torch?
Cecil: (Yup)
Kras-GM: Do you want to burn the strings?
Cecil: (Nope)
Kras-GM: Roll athletics, it is easier than if you were going on the dark, but if you fail, you set the strings on fire.
Cecil: (Gotcha)
Kyben: "Tsk, Alright" Kyben Aproaches the Right Door in the meanwhile, Trying to find the easiet way to crack its code apart
Cecil: !roll 4df+4
DiscoDude: <@Cecil> rolled 4df+4 for 1 [4df = [ ][-][-][-]]
Cecil: (...Reroll...Again...)
Kras-GM: (Do it, you have one fate left)
Cecil: !roll 4df+4
DiscoDude: <@Cecil> rolled 4df+4 for 6 [4df = [+][-][+][+]]
Cecil: (Thank god)
Kras-GM: It works perfectly, you go back and back and back... And you reach the bulbous shape.
Sarah: Sarah pokes her head into the door. That place looked dark and scary. She dips out of the door, and places her hand on the door to the right, seeing what she can all detect on it.
Kras-GM: The shape turns out to be a sphere made entirely of flint fragments, possibly glued on top of another sphere. With no legs or anything, it hovers on the air, above the strings, silently... Assumedly via magic.
Sarah: !roll 4df+1
DiscoDude: <@Sarah> rolled 4df+1 for 1 [4df = [-][+][ ][ ]]
Kras-GM: <@!Sarah> , it is nonmagical.
Kras-GM: Or
Kras-GM: You think it is
Cecil: (Can I inspect the sphere?)
Kras-GM: Sure.
Cecil: !roll 4df+1 (Investigate)
DiscoDude: <@Cecil> rolled 4df+1 for 1 [4df = [ ][-][ ][+]] (Investigate)
Kyben: !f 3
DiscoDude: <@Kyben> rolled 4dF+3 for 0 [4dF = [-][ ][-][-]]
Kyben: (oh piss off)
Cecil: (Oh well)
Sarah: Sarah cocks her head. She sticks her hand to the door, and tries to swing it open.
Kras-GM: <@!Kyben> , it looks like this door... Has plaques on it?
Kras-GM: <@!Sarah> which door?
Sarah: (The rightmost one.)
Kras-GM: <@!Cecil> , as you poke around the shape, it suddenly starts to motion, hovering fowards, towards the entrance of the corridor... You then notice that your elbow snagged on one of the strings.
Kras-GM: <@!Sarah> , nice try, but it does not open.
Cecil: "Ah shit..."
Kyben: Kyben attempts to pull out one of the Plaques
Kras-GM: As you remove one of the plaques, you notice that there are a series of pins behind it that fits on a series of holes in the door, where the plaque was removed from. Moreover, there are more holes than there are pins.
Kyben: ...Kyben pulls out ALL THE PLAQUES
Cecil: (does anything else happen Kras?)
Sarah: "Hey Rotha, you wanted revenge on that weird star for eating your fish, right?" Sarah says, "There might be a way to do that through here."
Kras-GM: <@!Cecil> , nothing else... There does not seem to be anything in here. The sphere was the only thing of interest.
Kras-GM: <@!Kyben> , you pull out all the plaques, aaand...
Kras-GM: The holes seems to repeat over and over, but the pins behind all the plaques are each different.
Rotha: looks at Kyben. "Hey, it's like one of those Magnetic Poetry Slams my niece Arina is into!"
Kyben: He Turns towards Rotha "Huh, Think you can be useful and give me a hand, then?"
Cecil: Cecil decides to fire off a round of some sound magic at the orb.
Cecil: (Can I roll shoot?)
Kras-GM: yes
Rotha: "I can't give you a hand, but I think I know a thing 'r two about poetry," Rotha says, puffing up a bit.
Kras-GM: Do you shoot the strings as well, <@!Cecil> ?
Cecil: (Nah, just trying to shoot the ball)
Kras-GM: Roll shoot
Cecil: !roll 4df+2
DiscoDude: <@Cecil> rolled 4df+2 for 5 [4df = [+][+][ ][+]]
Kyben: "Well then, help me!"
Rotha: cracks her knuckles.
Kras-GM: You shoot the thing perfectly, it gets flung across the corridor and lands on the other side, smashing into the ground.
Kras-GM: Good job, <@!Cecil>
Sarah: Sarah activates her healing abilities. She backs up, and runs at the door as fast as she can.
Sarah: (Can I justify an athletics check on this?)
Cecil: "I guess I can like...move back?"
Cecil: (Gonna roll Atheltics again)
Rotha: "Okay, so. Odds, and odds, and evens, and..." She looks at Kyben, a quizzical look on her face. "Got any idea what it used to say?"
Cecil: (And avoid the stuff again)
Kras-GM: (Roll for it)
Kras-GM: <@!Sarah> , that is going to be hard. But, I will not lead you on. This door doesn't open by force.
Kyben: "Uh....Something about good being good, and odds being odds?" He was too busy pulling them out to remember
Cecil: !roll 4df+4
DiscoDude: <@Cecil> rolled 4df+4 for 2 [4df = [ ][-][-][ ]]
Kras-GM: Eh, you make it, Cecil.
Kras-GM: I already made you roll so much for this
Kras-GM: By the way, you all guys can see when Cecil just shot the sphere into the tavern
Rotha: "Pshaw, that doesn't make a lick of sense," Rotha says, eyes on Kyben as she almost unconsciously arranges the plaques into a sentence: "The Odds Are Good, But The Goods Are Odd"
Kras-GM: Rotha, you open the door.
Rotha: "...Hey, I wasn't even done yet," she mutters disappointedly.
Cecil: "Alright...How much money do I get for this thing?"
Kyben: "Ah, I think you did it...." Kyben kicks the door open, Rotha's eyes gave him the Chills
Kras-GM: <@!Cecil> , you look inside the orb.
Rotha: (ha ha)
Sarah: Sarah looks towards the door on the left. She was pretty sure she could open that door with a few prods of her rod, she'd had to deal with mechanica locks, too. But she was curious about what was in this door a bit more.
Kras-GM: <@!Cecil> : Silver-plated spyglass with inscriptions, a Large bronze ring with something written inside and tiny cut gemstone (weights equal to 1/4976 pound)
Kras-GM: Okay, now I can describe the right room, right?
Cecil: (Fuck yeah)
Kras-GM: You see before you a circular room made of rough stone, as if nature itself sculpted the room. There are six glass spheres atop six receptacles, that appear to be carved stalagmites, and a circular, thick podium in the middle, with a slot that can fix the glass spheres as well. On the podium, if anyone comes closer to it, there is an inscription that reads: “Do not stone the atoner.”
Each of the six spheres have a color. Red, Yellow, Green, Cyan, Blue and Magenta.
Kras-GM: <@!Cecil> , you read any of the inscriptions?
Rotha: Before Kyben can do anything, Rotha struts in, grabs the nearest sphere on the left (whichever color it is), and walks towards the podium.
Kras-GM: <@!Sarah> , all the mechanisms of the door are out in the open for all to see. Do you want to roll anything?
Kras-GM: !roll 1d6
DiscoDude: <@Kras-GM> rolled 1d6 for 4 [1d6 = 4]
Kras-GM: You grab the cyan sphere
Kras-GM: <@!Rotha> , I assume you slot it in?
Rotha: Rotha gives the podium a good once-over first.
Kyben: "H-hey! At least let me see if there are any traps! "
Sarah: Sarah rubs her hand. -Just- in case there was impending doom, she takes out her rod from her inventory, and starts poking at the door to the left, so at least other people could visit it later.
Cecil: ( <@!Kras-GM> gonna be slow)
Sarah: !roll 4df+4
DiscoDude: <@Sarah> rolled 4df+4 for 1 [4df = [-][-][-][ ]]
Kras-GM: ( <@&313031434346692609> , i have to throw some trash out, BRB. slow your roll for a bit)
Kras-GM: Okay, first with the right room.
Kras-GM: Wait, <@!Rotha> , you know you are dealing with glass spheres, right? Are you smashing the sphere into the podium?
Kras-GM: <@!Sarah> , what did you roll?
Sarah: 1
Kras-GM: Skill
Kras-GM: Not result
Sarah: Ah, I used burgalary
Kras-GM: <@!Cecil> , The incription on the Spyglass is [Your dreams ->] and the inscription on the ring is [Ring of Ring Invisibility]
Cecil: stashes it all
Kras-GM: <@!Sarah> , the mechanisms evade your comprehension.
Rotha: (she's not smashing it into the podium)
Rotha: (she's just giving it a look before she slots it into place)
Rotha: (Rotha is not subtle but she's not going to smash the glass when there's a clear slot for it XD)
Kras-GM: You see everything described before, and nothing else outside the ordinary
Rotha: shrugs, and cavalierly slots the sphere into place.
Kras-GM: For those on the right room, you hear a voice. And maybe even the people on the tavern itself.
Sarah: Sarah taps her foot. Tricky lock, it seems. She runs back into the room in the right, not wanting to miss out on the action.
Kras-GM: “Everyone cried for his child, his grief apparent for all to see. The little one has gotten lost on the woods, that’s what all believed. Five years later, the little one was not so little anymore, and he brought to everyone a very, very different story. The father denied, of course, to the bitter end.”
Kras-GM: <@!Rotha> , that was the cyan
Rotha: "Huh." She picks up the orb, hefts it in her hand, then returns it to its receptacle (if that's still possible), then goes for the next orb counterclockwise.
Kras-GM: You return the cyan orb, and then pick up the green one
Kras-GM: Wait, you are putting it on the slot as well, right?
Rotha: Rotha sees a pattern here. She's dense but she recognizes that something interesting is happening when these orbs are inserted.
Rotha: (am I correct there is only one slot?)
Kras-GM: (only one, unless you count the receptacles, but... y'know, don't count them)
Kras-GM: <@!Rotha> , you set the orb down...
Kras-GM: “The prettiest of the city, she was. That is, until that other girl came around. Before that, all the eyes were on her, then, when that other girl arrived, they were no longer on her. That changed when that girl was found murdered, with all eyes turning back on her again, briefly, for as long as she stayed outside a grave.”
And that was the green orb.
Cecil: (Finally back)
Rotha: "I don't like this story," Rotha says, frowning, returning the green orb and moving on to the next one.
Cecil: Cecil looks back into her lil bag and pulls out the ring and slips it on.
Kyben: "This things are telling an story, and a dark one at that!" Kyben looks at the other orbs, this is getting very dark for a dream
Kras-GM: Continuing in counterclockwise order...
Kras-GM: Wait
Rotha: (yes)
Kras-GM: Something happens when <@!Cecil> puts the ring on
Sarah: Sarah looks around. That voice sounded pervasive. She left the rightmost room, seeing if she could still hear the story.
Kras-GM: <@!Cecil> , you put the ring. It disappears. As in, it becomes invisible. However, that is not all.
<@!Sarah> , <@!Rotha> and <@!Kyben> . You all hear, loudly when <@!Cecil> 's invisible ring starts to give off a loud buzzing noise, as it vibrates fiercely.
Kras-GM: Nothing else happens
Cecil: "Jesus!" She attempts to take it off
Kyben: "Ugh, Who the hell is doing that?!"
Cecil: (Can I roll my stunt to dampen the sound?)
Sarah: Sarah pokes her head in the middle room to look at Cecil. That... kind of sounded like it'd be fun.
Kras-GM: (You can XD )
Cecil: !roll 4df+2+2 (Stealth + Sound Dampening)
DiscoDude: <@Cecil> rolled 4df+2+2 for 3 [4df = [+][-][-][ ]] (Stealth + Sound Dampening)
Kras-GM: <@!Sarah> , knowing your character, you are probably familiar with this kind of sound.
Rotha: pricks up her ears at the sound, but pays it no heed as she continues.
Kras-GM: And, just like that, that sound stops. <@!Cecil> , it continues to vibrate, but, eventually, you manage to get it out, and, as such, it becomes visible again, and stops vibrating.
Kras-GM: <@!Rotha> , the next orb is the Yellow.
Cecil: "This fucking thing is going in the sell pile." She then pockets the ring and then takes out the spyglass and looks into it.
Kras-GM: (oh boy)
Rotha: (oh no)
Rotha: (oh no)
Kras-GM: <@!Cecil> , what is your character's greatest dream?
Cecil: (She honestly hasn't thought at all about it)
Kyben: (oh boy)
Cecil: (She doesn't have a dream, whatever happens, happens)
Sarah: Sarah walks back to the leftmost door. She takes a moment to look at the mechanism, seeing if there was anything from some engineering book she picked up that might give her a hint as to how to open the door.
Kras-GM: <@!Cecil> , you see a fuzzy image... It resembles Lazarus...? But it is hard to make out, as if everything is out of focus.
Kras-GM: Okay, okay
Sarah: !roll 4df+3 (Lore Create Advantage.)
DiscoDude: <@Sarah> rolled 4df+3 for 1 [4df = [-][ ][-][ ]] (Lore Create Advantage.)
Kras-GM: <@!Rotha> , the yellow orb is set down.
“She came into the market, bearing expensive clothes and many helpers with sacks of coins. She spent and spent and spent. On the next day, the merchants went into despair, after they realized that their pockets were filled with gilded lead. They would have their vengeance.”
And that was the yellow orb.
Cecil: Cecil attempts to focus it.
Kras-GM: <@!Cecil> , do you have investiate, or crafts?
Cecil: (I have investigate)
Kras-GM: Roll that.
Cecil: !roll 4df+1
DiscoDude: <@Cecil> rolled 4df+1 for 1 [4df = [+][ ][-][ ]]
Kras-GM: <@!Sarah> , this seems to be something never written in books, you never saw anything like it before.
Rotha: "Ha! Haw!" Rotha guffaws. "Serves 'em right. 'Vengeance?' Who even talks like that?" She pockets the yellow orb - this is a tale she wants to hold on to - and moves on to the next one.
Kras-GM: <@!Cecil> , it is stuck, maybe with greater force you could make it work? Then again, isn't it odd that it is stuck like that?
Kyben: "Damn, bad for them being fools, lets see what the next one has for us....and after than im gonna find whatever made that stupid buzzing sound"
Cecil: Cecil takes her eye away from it, and forcefully attempts to move it.
Sarah: Sarah returns to the rightmost room. Seems she wasn't getting into the door on the left - she figure she might as well listen to this strange tale.
Kras-GM: <@!Cecil> , you hear a crashing sound as a spike shoots out of the lens where you put your eye, breaking said lens and then embebbing itself on the wall behind you.
Cecil: "Jesus fucking..."
Kras-GM: <@!Rotha> , <@!Kyben> and <@!Rotha> . you hear that, and some of you might see it.
Cecil: "So glad I didn't put that near my eye."
Sarah: "You alright in there?" Sarah shouts, remaining on her perch.
Cecil: "Totally forgot that the Dream Dungeon is bullshit."
Rotha: involuntarily shudders, as if disturbed by a sudden flash of a shared memory with a distant relative.
Kras-GM: <@!Rotha> , you set the red orb.
“He came into the village in pilgrimage, that one, known for once being a prisoner, thanks to the crimes of thievery he committed on the big city. On that night, the comunal grain storage caught fire. He, the obvious culprit, was hanged on the next day.”
And that was the red orb.
Cecil: "Selling this shit too." She says as she pockets it into her bag as well.
Rotha: "Awww, this one's awful too," Rotha says, putting back the red orb and moving on again.
Cecil: She turns over to the spike and attempts to pull it out, "Might as well try to sell this too."
Kyben: "H-huh, now thats unfair..."
Kras-GM: "N-no, y-you are n-not selling THAT!" You hear from above, <@!Cecil> , and, just like that, you watch the spike disappear from existance.
Cecil: She grits her teeth and glares at the voice from above, "Fine then!" She yells and then turns over to Rotha and the orbs.
Kras-GM: (Sorry, this is what the accountant would do, while being the operator XD )
Cecil: (Heh, it's fine)
Sarah: "So, what was that crash?" Sarah asks, looking at Cecil.
Cecil: (You know, I completely forgot about what the spyglass did until I remembered the locking shit. But Cecil never heard of it, and if she did, she most certainly would have saved it for an enemy)
Cecil: "Just some spyglass bs."
Kras-GM: <@!Rotha> , you move on to the next, this time, the magenta.
“A beautiful, charming lad, who was charming like no other. He could marry with anyone he wanted. And he did. Most often the richest ones around. Sadly, his wifes never lasted very long… When we found out what actually was happening, he was stoned to death.”
And this was the magenta orb.
Sarah: "I'm not used to spyglasses being loud," Sarah says.
Cecil: "This spyglass shot a fucking spike out of it."
Kyben: "..." Kyben has no comment for that one, disgusting
Rotha: "Hee hee, they said 'stoned,'" Rotha says, giggling at her own juvenile joke. She decides to keep this one, too. Something about the word "stoned" triggers a thought process beyond sophomoric humor. She moves on to the next - and, unless she's badly miscounted, final - orb.
Sarah: "Like, into the viewer's eye?" Sarah asks, "Holy crap."
Cecil: Looks over to the orbs. "Wait..." She stares at the orbs, "What does it mean by we?"
Kras-GM: The last orb is the blue one, <@!Rotha>
“You will never know a better liar than her. After all, if she was a better liar, just slightly, none would have known. She lied about her position, about her family… She lied into everyone’s hearts, homes and pockets. When the real baroness came along, we almost still believed her. Thankfully, guillotines do not listen to lies.”
And this was the blue orb, the last orb.
Kyben: "Damnit, Who made this things?!"
Sarah: "The same person that made a floating star that eats souls, I'm guessing," Sarah says.
Kras-GM: "Th-that would b-be me. Th-thank you v-very much." A voice from above answered <@!Kyben> 's question.
Rotha: "I liked that story up till the ending. That guillotine sounded like a reeeeeal bitch," Rotha says, clearly not understanding what a guillotine is.
Kras-GM: <@!Rotha> , that sounds like the accountant you... Met... last time
Rotha: doesn't pay any attention to the voice. She's too enamored with the puzzle of the stories.
Kyben: "It wasn't a compliment, but whatever, a reward is a reward, i guess" Kyben Loots whatever Orbs Rotha didn't Loot already
Rotha: By chance she looks again at the podium. "'Do not stone the atoner,'" she reads aloud. "Hey. This one said something about somebody gettin' stoned, didn't it?" She lightly tosses the magenta one up in the air and catches it.
Kras-GM: "Th-the orbs are puzzle pieces! N-not l-loot! You c-can't cash t-them in!"
Kyben: "Wait, This is a Puzzle?!? "
Rotha: "They're all puzzles, ain't they?" Rotha says, looking at Kyben like he's the one slow to catch on to things.
Kras-GM: "Th-the room is made of stone. D-don't forget."
Rotha: "Well, I don't see no 'toner 'round here. Heck, I don't even know what a 'toner is!"
Kras-GM: "n-not my problem." The voice responds.
Rotha: (i have an idea what the solution is but Rotha wouldn't so XD)
Kyben: "hmph, well the room is made of stone, and this all are pretty much voice recordings, I guess we have to put them in order from the less disgusting to the most disgusting?"
Cecil: Cecil looks into the room.
Cecil: "What are you guys doing?"
Rotha: "Oh hey there!" Rotha says, waving enthusiastically, still not having caught on that Cecil is new here. "You wouldn't by any chance happen to know what a 'toner is, would ya?"
Kyben: "Figuring out either who thought this was a good idea, or the puzzle, pick your posion." Kyben said, with a small joking tone.
Rotha: (as soon as someone explains it to Rotha, i will begin implementing the solution XD)
Rotha: (what 'atoner' means, I mean XD)
Kras-GM: (Does anybody knows what an atoner is?)
Rotha: (i know it IRL but Rotha doesn't)
Kras-GM: (I mean, <@!Kyben> is not native english speaker)
Rotha: (we already got the other half of the clue straight from the horse's mouth)
Kyben: (i have no idea)
Rotha: ( <@!Sarah>, <@!Cecil>?)
Cecil: (I know what atone means.)
Kras-GM: ( <@!Kyben> , an atoner is someone who is trying to make up for their "sins" )
Cecil: (So an atoner is just somebody-)
Cecil: (Yeah)
Rotha: (right. tell Rotha what an "atoner" is.)
Cecil: (Cecil would know what that means too)
Kyben: (oh, that makes sense know)
Rotha: (i've never had this happen before. i have a character whose IC knowledge is hugely different from my OOC knowledge and I need someone to tell her something so I can plausibly have her solve this puzzle. XD)
Sarah: Sarah puts her hand to her chin. "Is there anyone trying to atone, trying to make up for something in these stories?"
Rotha: "An atoner's just somebody who's sorry for somethin'? Shoot, then it's easy." And she drops the magenta and yellow orbs to shatter on the floor.
Rotha: "'Tain't nobody who was sorry for nothin' but the red one."
Kyben: "Oh, We smashing all but the Red one? Fine by me~" Kyben smashes the Orbs he 'looted' sans the red one
Cecil: Cecil stays outside the door
Rotha: And to be absolutely sure, Rotha inserts the red orb into the slot.
Rotha: "Come on! Big money, big money, big money!"
Cecil: "You guys can...do that..."
Cecil: "I'm gonna look to see if there are new doors."
Kyben: "Oh, by the way, won't you happen to know what was going on with the buzzing?" Kyben Asks Cecil before she leaves
Cecil: And with that, she looks at the doors to see if they changed.
Kras-GM: <@!Cecil> , no new doors
Cecil: She overhears Kyben, "The buzzing stopped."
Cecil: "It's been stopped."
Kyben: "But, Where did it come from?"
Sarah: "Cecil got a sex toy," Sarah says.
Rotha: "C'mon, mama needs a new pair of..." She looks down at her bare paws. "...panties!"
Kyben: Kyben stops for a second and blinks "Pardon me?"
Kras-GM: <@!Rotha> , the orb plays back again, when you set it on the slot, do you want me to repeat it?
Rotha: (why not XD)
Kras-GM: You set the red one on the slot, on the pedestal that says "Do not stone the atoner."
“He came into the village in pilgrimage, that one, known for once being a prisoner, thanks to the crimes of thievery he committed on the big city. On that night, the comunal grain storage caught fire. He, the obvious culprit, was hanged on the next day.”
And that was the red orb
Kras-GM: And then you smash it, correct?
Rotha: (...no? because the directions said "do not stone the atoner"?)
Kras-GM: (oh, Ok, I kinda got the wrong impression)
Kras-GM: OOOH
Kras-GM: <@!Kyben>
Kras-GM: What was the order you did?
Rotha: (which unless i've hideously misunderstood something suggests the red one - the only innocent one, the guy on the pilgrimage, the falsely accused, the wrongly executed, the atoner - must remain unsmashed?)
Sarah: "You know, the instructions only say not to stone the atoner. I wonder if we need to break it outside of the room," Sarah says, "Just throwing things out here."
Cecil: Cecil blankly gives Sarah the most try look.
Cecil: "It's a ring, not a sex toy."
Kras-GM: (I mean, you are solving the puzzle, not me, <@!Rotha> , I can't tell you that)
Kyben: (Which Order?)
Rotha: "Welp, nothing else seems to be happenin', so...away we go!"
Kras-GM: (Which colors first?)
Rotha: (the floor of the tavern is wood, right?)
Kras-GM: (Yes)
Rotha: picks up the red orb and chucks it through the door like a baseball to break on the floor of the tavern.
Kyben: "Im interested in that Ring, Then"
Kras-GM: There is a moment of silence... And then, nothing happens.
Cecil: "Fuck no."
Cecil: "You'd probably put it on your dick or whatever."
Rotha: "Well, shoot. I guess I'm outta ideas!" Rotha says, offering a sheepish shrug and grin.
Kyben: "....What?! The Hell makes you think that?! You know the Value of such a distractor on a war, you idiot?! "
Kras-GM: Okay, <@!Rotha> . I kinda missed the moment where you dropped the two orbs
Kras-GM: Can we do this now?
Cecil: "Uh huh..." Cecil says, looking at her hands, "Keep on talking..."
Rotha: (yeah, I smashed the two orbs, then Kyben followed my lead and smashed all the others except for the red one)
Cecil: "And you know the value of my sweet fucking ass."
Rotha: (i thought we said that clearly?)
Kyben: "You Litttle....." Kyben points at Cecil, Claws ready, angry. "Who the hell do YOU Think you are!?"
Sarah: "I would totally put that ring on one of my dicks, by the way," Sarah says.
Cecil: She stops looking at her hands, "Somebody that knows where their place is."
Cecil: She gives Kyben one of those glances
Cecil: One of the glances that screams, "Come at me."
Kyben: " 'Knows'? For all i care you were just told of this place, i have been here before " Kyben gives back the same kind of glance, but with a finger and all, Ready to fight "I'll let you know im Feared in Dewclaw !"
Cecil: "And I'll let you know I made a pact with a god."
Kyben: Snickers "A God? Which one, Mister CheesyFluff of the LolWulzer Forums?"
Kras-GM: <@!Rotha> , when yu smashed the Magenta orb, you heard:
"Envious, envious of my wealth, my beauty, all of them. Just because I used my assets and my guile to get where I deserve to be..." And this came out: Eight silver-plated copper rings, each with a different female name on the inside.
When you smashed the yellow orb, you heard:
"It is not my fault if they didn't pay attention to the cash they were getting! They think deserving of their money? Well, you need brains for your cash! I deserved more to be rich than them, because I was smarter than them!" And this came out: 30 Very Small Silver Coins, and a bloodied Garrote
Kras-GM: <@!Kyben> , you smashed the other three too, right?
Rotha: (yes)
Rotha: (in the line immediately after mine)
Kyben: (except the red)
Rotha: (we smashed all but the red)
Rotha: (nothing happened so we smashed the red on the wooden floor)
Rotha: (since it wasn't stone :P)
Cecil: She smirks and takes off her eyepatch and opens her eye, completely devoid of color, as if it was a cue ball. "Betcha you never seen one of these then."
Sarah: Sarah drops from her perch, and gets between Kyben and Cecil. "If you want a dick waving contest, I'll win," Sarah says, "Come on, cool it."
Rotha: (for pete's sake man, keep up)
Rotha: (i am going to have to retcon my actions because of this nonsense)
Kyben: Kyben begins to laugh at his own attempt of trashtalking, that idiot Cheesy was just Hilarious "You defending her? Oh Please let her get her sorry ass kicked all by herself, i would be more than honored to do it"
Kras-GM: (I mean, you guys started running away before I could describe the orb madness, it is not my fault if you need to retcon anything)
Cecil: "Dream Dungeon people in charge?" She asks to the sky, "May I beat this idiot senseless?"
Rotha: (i didn't "run" anywhere!)
Rotha: (Rotha made a big point of smashing the orbs at the same time she explained her logic)
Sarah: "Please don't," Sarah says.
Rotha: (then since nothing happened in response to that, she put the red orb in the podium)
Rotha: (and since nothing happened in response to all five orbs except for the red getting smashed, she took Sarah's suggestion and smashed the red orb on the wooden floor)
Rotha: (and nothing happened after that, either)
Kras-GM: Hey
Kras-GM: I am a bit tired, you guys are four
Kras-GM: can't blame me for being slow
Cecil: (Rotha can you like...just...chill?)
Rotha: (i'll chill once our actions get acknowledged properly? like they should've been the first time? ^^; )
Cecil: (It's a lot of text)
Rotha: (like you can't blame me for getting upset that i solved the puzzle, only for the solution to get roundly ignored)
Rotha: (and if i didn't solve the puzzle, at least tell me)
Rotha: (even if it's with something exploding ^^; )
Kras-GM: Sorry, <@!Rotha> , I actually didn't notice
Kras-GM: I was juggling this and that and that other information
Kras-GM: trying to make out of what was happening
Cecil: (Meh...Well, Kras. What do the Dream Dungeon people say to Cecil?)
Kras-GM: I didn't even finish with <@!Kyben> smashing the orbs, I can man those guys yet
Kyben: (For the sake of it lets say i broke them similar to how Rotha did it, at the same time, alright?)
Kras-GM: <@!Kyben> , when you smashed the green orb, you heard:
"I am the prettiest! The prettiest! Why can't they see it?! That other girl must have put a spell on them or something, why can't they understand?!" and you get: a Grooming kit $80, a Wig (small) and a Large Knife, covered in dried blood.
When you smashed the Cyan orb, you heard:
"That my good-for-nothing son is the one deserving of punishment! Which I provided! It is not my fault if he doesn't know how to live like a man, and resents when I try to prove him that he doesn't deserve to live!" and you get: a Wind-up Soldier (an armor-clad painted alligator) , Wind-up Monster (Some sort of fantastical carnivorous plant) , Stuffed cloth animal (Bweehorse) , hatchet and a spear.
When you smashed the blue orb, you heard:
"What are you talking about? I AM THE BARONESS! YOU FILTH! LISTEN TO ME! I AM NOT LYING! I AM NOT LYING! I AM NOT LYING..." and you get: a letter Seal, a Mask, a Fan, a Grooming kit and a set of Playing cards.
Kras-GM: I was writing, <@!Kyben>
Kras-GM: Okay. take me up to speed, what you guys where up to?
Kyben: (Kyben and Cecil are about to fight for a dumb vibraring)
Cecil: (yup)
Cecil: (And Cecil asked the DD people above if she could beat Kyben up)
Kras-GM: okay
Kras-GM: "W-well. N-nothing stops a-any of y-you, j-just remember you may b-be together at a later date. W-why not t-trade?"
Rotha: whistles as she gathers up all the loot. All except the large knife and the garrotte, because they're bloody and gross.
Cecil: She smiles, "I guess that's a yes." She then speaks.
Cecil: "Alright, whatever your name is, how about we fight?"
Rotha: "Man, I bet this could buy me a dozen - no, a hundred guillotines," she smirks to herself. "Bet that'd make those bank people think twice 'bout comin' to my door..."
Rotha: Her mental image is of a crowd of men in dark outfits with ridiculous wigs throwing legal proclamations down on her adversaries from on high.
Kras-GM: <@!Rotha> , <@!Kyben> , who got whose loot from which spheres, edit your inventory with your loot.
Kyben: (heh, Can i roll to intimidate Cecil with Provoke? Damage to will and all that)
Rotha: (it looks like Kyben's going to ignore the loot in favor of his fight XD)
Rotha: (all spoils to Rotha!)
Kras-GM: (Sure, but thy defend with the +3 will Cecil has)
Sarah: Sarah grapples Cecil, trying to hold her down.
Kyben: !f 2
DiscoDude: <@Kyben> rolled 4dF+2 for 3 [4dF = [+][ ][+][-]]
Cecil: !roll 4df+3
Kyben: (loot comes later, mind you)
DiscoDude: <@Cecil> rolled 4df+3 for 3 [4df = [+][ ][-][ ]]
Cecil: (It's a tie)
Kyben: (Okay, Can i use my "Demon in Figurative sense" to boost?)
Sarah: !roll 4df (Physique attack)
DiscoDude: <@Sarah> rolled 4df for 1 [4df = [ ][ ][ ][+]] (Physique attack)
Kras-GM: If you can show hoe you do that, sure.
Rotha: (for now i'm just gonna have Rotha grab it all)
Cecil: !roll 4df+4 (Athletics Defend)
DiscoDude: <@Cecil> rolled 4df+4 for 4 [4df = [ ][-][+][ ]] (Athletics Defend)
Rotha: (you're welcome to wheedle her for a couple things in the aftermath :3)
Rotha: (i mean i did solve the puzzle XD)
Cecil: (oh boy, a SWS)
Cecil: (lovely)
Kras-GM: <@!Rotha> , do SWS defenses to anything?
Cecil: Cecil catches Sarah and throws them off of her.
Cecil: "Now where was I."
Kyben: Kyben Breaks into a laughing Fit, as he Screams like a madman: "I AM, KYBEN, CRYSTAL DEMON TACTICIANS, I HAVE TAKEN DOWN PEOPLE STRONGER THAN YOU WITH MY BARE HANDS!! YOU ARE GOING DOWN, GIRL!!"
Rotha: (SWS on a defense gives you a boost)
Cecil: (Big grin)
Kyben: (Does that work to use my boost :3?)
Kras-GM: Okay, so, <@!Kyben> , you got it, you have enough to inflict 2 mental stress
Kras-GM: <@!Cecil> , what is the name of your boost
Cecil: (I'll use my boost to cancel)
Kyben: (Aw yis- Wiat WHa?!)
Cecil: (So its a tie again)
Kras-GM: But the- chronological order-
Kras-GM: You know what. I am not a perfect man, and I hope you will forgive me for this... But...
Rotha: (hey, did I get two grooming kits out of this? XD)
Kyben: (Rotha i swear to god Kyben is going after you if you steal his stuff)
Rotha: (he can try! XD)
Kras-GM: "Th-there's nothing i-interesting to gather from t-today's experiment. M-might as well t-terminate f-for today." You hear a voice from above says
Kyben: (I HAVE FIGHT +5 FOR YOUR SAKE ;2;)
Sarah: Sarah lands on the floor, and looks at Cecil and Kyben. She shakes her head, and runs at Kyben, trying to grapple him instead.
Kras-GM: (It is not I am abainst PVP, it is just that I wasn't been able to keep up with you guys for a while)
Cecil: Cecil looks up to the sky, "You better not."
Sarah: !roll 4df+4 (Burglary Attack I'm taking the ring.)
DiscoDude: <@Sarah> rolled 4df+4 for 5 [4df = [-][ ][+][+]] (Burglary Attack I'm taking the ring.)
Cecil: !roll 4df+4 (Atheletics)
DiscoDude: <@Cecil> rolled 4df+4 for 5 [4df = [ ][+][-][+]] (Atheletics)
Cecil: (It's a tie, again)
Cecil: (You get nothing)
Rotha: ("You win nothing! You lose! Good day, sir!")
Kras-GM: "I c-can and w-will end for t-today."
Sarah: (Is athletics a sufficient defence against pickpocketing?)
Cecil: (Yeah)
Kras-GM: ( <@!Sarah> , yes)
Kyben: "No Way, Disembodied Voice, She wants to get Rekt, She is gonna get REKT!"
Cecil: (I can blatantly see you)
Cecil: "How about we end this, after I fucking wipe the floor with him?"
Kyben: "Besides, i Want that goddam ring!"
Kyben: "After I leave you as a mess on the floor, you mean!"
Kras-GM: "M-may y-you have a g-good morning. N-next time, y-you can buy a s-similar STUPID r-ring with me. You p-peverts."
Kyben: "PERVERT?! YOU GODDAMN IDIOT!" Kyben's Rage only grows to higher stakes
Cecil: "Looks like the fight is post-poned." She smiles, "I'll see you next time."
Kras-GM: Any last words
Cecil: She puts on the eyepatch and waits.
Kyben: "Oh, you goddamn bet that, Now im taking my Loot with me!"
Rotha: looks at the two squaring off and does the obvious.
Rotha: "...Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! FIGHT!" she cheers.
Kras-GM: So.
Cecil: (Yeah, end it I guess)
Kras-GM: You guys wake up.
Kras-GM: And, sorry for the short session
Cecil: (Totally fine)
Kras-GM: I really lost the thread somewhere there.
Cecil: (Don't forget to !end)
Kras-GM: !end
