Prepare For Module H3: "Blood And Weapons And Tight Bitches"
Threnody, you get nothing from the wand.
Nothing except a beady look in Jim's eyes.
"Hey lady, I'm not runnin an orphanage here. I'm a businessman." He cleans his fingernails on... on his teeth. "I gotta ship if you got the goods. 6 of you means you gotta hook ol RJ and pals up with 3 nice things. That wand makes one. Ship gets here tonight, me and the ghouls will take ya down there, you can catch a ride to Stygensport with Captain Burny and the Good Ship Tinder."
Thak, I'll take that 'nevermind' to mean everything you just posted? Or what? You can always delete and edit your posts for clarity. It might help. Did you read table talk? I mentioned I'd be posting less frequently over the next month.
Thak, if you can explain to me how it is you'd have gotten into the sewers after bricking them up, rockin'. If not, you have only your lack of imagination and civil engineering expertise to blame.
Thak, I need people to be crystal clear about their actions, as historically you and I have had disagreements when I've assumed too much from the players. If you say you don't want to give the crown to the Rat King, it's best if you retcon and say "I don't let Threnody [or whoever] give the crown to him... I take it and [do whatever]." Either I assumed you were talking to the other PCs, possibly hypothetically, or perhaps I misread your post. Also when you say you were leaving, like I said many times, I have no idea what that means. The natural thing is back to the bar, especially after I post, saying "okay you're at the bar", and the very next post is your own saying "we rest at the bar". I take that as agreement and consensus. You could have said "fuck that I'm not going to the bar, the dustmen are going to kill us" or whatever. Actually, now that I look at the posts, you said you wanted to go rest at the factory
, which in terms of what was going on in the game, amounts to exactly the same thing.
Anyway Thak, the boots are a pair of dirty work boots. Actually, they're Grubby Timberlands.
You use some skywriting. The dirty hobbit looks at it with surprise and bemusement. "What the fuck is that?" he says. "If I knew you guys were rockin' a laser light show, I'da smoked a blunt and brought my bitches. That's neat stuff... actually if honey here don't mind doin that for the sailors at night, I think we got 2 outta 3 things kickin. Can you make like a dragon and shit? Like in that damn Lord of the Rings movie?"
KT, Jim says: "Jobs, huh? Well I'm not the goddamn University of Phoenix you know. But... turns out I do got a bit of messy shit lined up. I mean well fuck. You guys got blood and weapons and tight bitches so maybe you can help a fucker out. Let's rock to Stygensport, and you can kick this goblin's ass for me. If you're down, and I get that wand and a laser light show, well shit, it's all aboard. Heh heh, check it out... we got the Professor, and there's little Gilligan over there. You two bitches gotta be Maryann and whatsherface. I guess that makes you the skipper, and that other guy over their is Thurston Moore. All we need is an old skank for you and it's fucking GILLIGAN'S ISLAND in the house!"
Jim laughs real hard at that.
"And trading? Well shit son. They don't call me Rapist Jim the Goldigger for nothin. Come into my adobe and let's check out what I'm rockin today."
You can follow Jim into his 'adobe'. He's got some stuff on a blanket on the ground:
a pair of Nike 'Air Jordans' (slightly worn)
a glowing dagger
a 9V battery
two Armani wallets
three 'People' magazines
a pair of false teeth
a shower cap
a giant "+1" gold necklace
some nasty tranny porn
"It's the Jimmy Rapes everything-must-go special. Any item, I dunno, 10 gp. Or what you got?"
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