From 58b0b0481620b656d022a5b27baf6edf23fc161c Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Nanashi Kokoro Date: Tue, 22 Oct 2024 20:33:54 -0400 Subject: [PATCH] First Commit --- 01 - Start.txt | 228 +++++++++++ 02 - In Town.txt | 41 ++ 03 - Interactions.txt | 130 ++++++ 04 - Returns.txt | 644 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 05A - The Mole.txt | 76 ++++ 05B - Meeting The First Face.txt | 262 ++++++++++++ 05C - The Crooked King.txt | 151 +++++++ 05D - Facing the Faces.txt | 302 ++++++++++++++ 06 - Ending.txt | 271 ++++++++++++ DOMAIN - Black.txt | 130 ++++++ DOMAIN - Blue.txt | 149 +++++++ DOMAIN - Brown.txt | 109 +++++ DOMAIN - Gray.txt | 125 ++++++ DOMAIN - Green.txt | 172 ++++++++ DOMAIN - Indigo.txt | 105 +++++ DOMAIN - Orange.txt | 83 ++++ DOMAIN - Pink.txt | 121 ++++++ DOMAIN - Red.txt | 110 +++++ DOMAIN - Silver.txt | 80 ++++ DOMAIN - Violet.txt | 138 +++++++ DOMAIN - White.txt | 132 ++++++ DOMAIN - Yellow.txt | 127 ++++++ Domain Masters.txt | 683 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Items.txt | 91 ++++ LV1 Enemies.txt | 101 +++++ LV2 Enemies.txt | 124 ++++++ LV3 Enemies.txt | 161 ++++++++ LV4 Enemies.txt | 177 ++++++++ LV5 Enemies.txt | 271 ++++++++++++ LVX Enemies.txt | 309 ++++++++++++++ Magic.txt | 371 +++++++++++++++++ NPCs.txt | 533 ++++++++++++++++++++++++ Regalia.txt | 165 ++++++++ Skills.txt | 183 +++++++++ 34 files changed, 6855 insertions(+) create mode 100644 01 - Start.txt create mode 100644 02 - In Town.txt create mode 100644 03 - Interactions.txt create mode 100644 04 - Returns.txt create mode 100644 05A - The Mole.txt create mode 100644 05B - Meeting The First Face.txt create mode 100644 05C - The Crooked King.txt create mode 100644 05D - Facing the Faces.txt create mode 100644 06 - Ending.txt create mode 100644 DOMAIN - Black.txt create mode 100644 DOMAIN - Blue.txt create mode 100644 DOMAIN - Brown.txt create mode 100644 DOMAIN - Gray.txt create mode 100644 DOMAIN - Green.txt create mode 100644 DOMAIN - Indigo.txt create mode 100644 DOMAIN - Orange.txt create mode 100644 DOMAIN - Pink.txt create mode 100644 DOMAIN - Red.txt create mode 100644 DOMAIN - Silver.txt create mode 100644 DOMAIN - Violet.txt create mode 100644 DOMAIN - White.txt create mode 100644 DOMAIN - Yellow.txt create mode 100644 Domain Masters.txt create mode 100644 Items.txt create mode 100644 LV1 Enemies.txt create mode 100644 LV2 Enemies.txt create mode 100644 LV3 Enemies.txt create mode 100644 LV4 Enemies.txt create mode 100644 LV5 Enemies.txt create mode 100644 LVX Enemies.txt create mode 100644 Magic.txt create mode 100644 NPCs.txt create mode 100644 Regalia.txt create mode 100644 Skills.txt diff --git a/01 - Start.txt b/01 - Start.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..38cf2ae --- /dev/null +++ b/01 - Start.txt @@ -0,0 +1,228 @@ +OPENING SCENE + +You open on a military base in a private meeting room. The table in the center takes up half the space of the room, but is large enough to accommodate 12 chairs, even though only (players #) are currently occupied. The room is otherwise decently lit, and the silence speaks volumes, only interrupted by the visual loudness of the (country) flag against the front wall before you. + +After several minutes of dead silence, the door directly to the right of the flag opens and in steps (players #) high ranking officers armed with the latest and greatest two handed military combat rifles, full thickly plated chest armor, and a surprisingly large backpack CLEARLY filled to the brim with supplies. The officers step back, take a saluting pose, and the farthest left one announces in a boisterous voice "ROOM CLEARED. SEND IN THE COMMANDER IN CHIEF." + +In steps a man everyone in this room recognizes as the president of the goddamn US of A himself, carrying a confident smile and a stack of file folders under his arm. He politely turns to the officers and says "thank you gentlemen, at ease." The soldiers step back and assume a more laxed position, but no less threatening with those guns in hand. He turns to all of you and clears his throat before dropping his folders onto the table, them opening to reveal every personal record and document to ever have your (player #) names on them. + +"I thank you for stepping forth to participate in what is now known as the single most dangerous recon mission in history. I know you've been briefed on it multiple times, but I'd like to take the jargon out and shoot straight so there's no misinterpretation, and when I'm done, I want each and every one of you to decide once and for all if this is really a task you are prepared for." + +He grabs a remote from his pocket, presses a button, and lowers a projector screen in front of the flag, then starts pulling up images on it of a massive island from a small projector in the ceiling. "For as long as we have documented it, we have been aware of a mysterious unknown land mass in the middle of the Pacific. This mass is approximately 10 miles wide, nearly circular, and is completely surrounded by a colossal rock wall. We believe this land mass originated naturally like any other, but the fact it ended up nearly perfectly circular tells us it is occupied with people who, bare minimum, have the tools and numbers needed to shape it as such." + +"Now I'm sure you've heard of us using... less than friendly means of gaining entrance, and it is true, but it has failed at every turn. Either the weapons we use never make contact or have no effect if they do." And true to his word, you see several clips of missiles, bombs, and massive artillery that would eventually evaporate a continent essentially either bounce off the rock walls, or explode on impact and leave none. + +"We are, of course, curious to see if such an amazing material has military applications, but samples show that whatever is causing it is not the rock itself, but something inside the island. Twice a year for over a century now, we've sent soldiers, scientists, engineers, the best of the best men and women we had to offer inside through this one entrance, a small cavern near the water's edge. Despite that, every single one of them has never returned, and we never receive communication from them again." + +"As such, the military has opted to start taking in people of a more... unique background this time around, which is where you all come in. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, will be the same as those before you. Infiltrate this island, gather any and all intel you can about this place and its inhabitants, and (for once) return alive." + +"Now I know ya'll have lives, assets, and dependents of varying degrees, but we always ask for people to be prepared to never return to them. But in exchange, they will also have the most to look forward to. There is a dedicated monthly budget for this project, and all the excess proceeds went into essentially a "reward" for anyone that came back. That is well over a century's worth of amassed funds, and if any or all of you (players #) return with anything of value, you get the whole sum." + +He then slides a folder toward your group with a single sheet of paper inside, listing a sum of money that would take a chunk out of the national debt. "In addition, we would even be willing to discuss your personal records and how to make certain... red flags and highlighted marks disappear. In the meantime, your personal possessions, homes, assets, and everything else would be funded by this budget and cared for either by your pre-selected caregivers or ones we select if needed. We do this for 25 years, and if you do not return, any remaining assets are liquidated and added right back into the budget." + +"And that is about the nitty gritty of it. If you are still interested, we will leave immediately to get you geared up in the finest weapons, armor, tactical equipment, and... well essentially everything the gentlemen behind me are wearing and then some. We also have a special arsenal set aside for those with a more unique taste from as far back as the first Century, with some slight modernization of course." + +"If you have questions, feel free to ask now. And if you are having second thoughts, the exit is right there. And trust me when I say, no hard feelings, braver men and women have walked away from this offer. Myself included." + +He waits for anyone to ask questions or walk out of the room before finishing, "Very well then, welcome to Project Invincible Island. Gear up, your chopper leaves in an hour." + +SEVERAL HOURS LATER + +The helicopter escorted you from the base to a military aircraft carrier floating in the water, where they will double check your gear and weapon stock. They also give each of you a "signing bonus" in the form of $100,000, but instead of your own currency, it is broken up into 100 different types worth about $1,000 each. They say it is "just in case there IS civilization based on ours, this will help you survive among the most likely related countries." + +They then drop you onto a speedboat, jetting quickly through the water to the island entrance, a deep rounded cave opening about 20 feet in width and height. You all step off the boat as the driver turns back and hands one of you a signal flare gun, to let them know if and when you are ready for your return trip. You are now faced with the ocean at your backs and the cave before you, and it only gets darker as you look deeper in. + +*IF YOU ENTER* +(NOTICE roll) while the rock is overall rough, it is NOT a natural cave. The walls have something of a carved and scraped pattern in them, like chisels were taken to it but not with a rhythm in mind. Even the floor itself shows a fair level of smoothness. + +(INVESTIGATE ROLL) It's been about 20 minutes walking into the cave, and your flashlight shows the floor is not only getting more smooth, you could almost recognize a pattern in the ground. + +(NOTICE ROLL) You hear a soft rumbling noise in the distance, slow and repetitive like a growl on a repeat pattern. + +*IF THEY CONTINUE* +The noise only grows louder as you continue, the path before you slowly but surely getting even cleaner and more uniform, until you spot a light in the distance, coming from a lantern hanging off the front of an old wooden shack, roughly ten feet in height and wide enough to occupy the entire right side of the pathway. + +The box itself is fairly well maintained, a simple paint job coats it in a basic blue and white, but there are no obvious markings on it. There IS a large square opening on the front, which looks like an open window, and that repetitive rumbling noise is as loud as it could possibly be AND is coming from inside. + +(INVESTIGATE ROLL) Approaching the opening, you see a man sprawled out on a chair, and he isn't moving much. His legs are loosely flopped, his arms are hanging freely beside him, and his head is flopped almost all the way back and to the side. + +*If they start chattering, panicking, or running toward the opening, tell them the guy just snored loud as shit.* + +*If they make literally ANY noise at all, or move him in any way,* +He suddenly snaps his eyes open and shouts "OH FUCK" as his body flails and falls backward, chair and all. "Owww...." + +After a minute, he stands up and dusts himself off, revealing himself to be a golden blonde Stallion of just over 6 feet, in a tan button front shirt and black slacks, dusting himself off. "Sorry about that, these shifts're so freaking boring... it's hard to stay awake." + +*If their weapons are aimed at him,* +He just stares at each of them for a moment and flatly states "Look I'm excited to see you all too, but please keep it in your pants?" + +He squints at all of you for a moment. "Wait... I don't... are you all new people?" + +*IF THEY CONFIRM* +He becomes excited. "Fantastic, I love greeting new arrivals! My name's Reiji, I operate the doorway into this little hovel we call home. I'm basically just here to answer any questions and to give the traditional warning that once you go in, there is a very definite possibility you might not leave. If you're all set, then I'll open the door." + +Once the questions are done, he pops out of a door on the left side of the box, walking to the far left wall and placing his hand on it. "And the password is... OPEN SAYS ME." + +Bright golden lines suddenly start growing from his hand into the wall for a few moments, before the rock wall behind him opens to reveal another stretch of path into the distance. But it is slightly obscured by a strange gold membrane of energy. (INVESTIGATE ROLL) And it is definitely magical in nature. "Alright, just follow the path ahead until you come out of the cave. Best of luck to you all!" + +*IS HE COMING* +He laughs a little and shakes his head. "No, I still have a few hours on my shift, go on ahead." + +*IF THEY CONTINUE* +Walking through the strange energy is no real issue, it just feels like walking through a wall made of cool wind. + +*But if you have any PLUS in MANA, you notice your magic feels a little... off, since you walked through the membrane, a little more... energetic* + +CAVE EXIT + +After another mile or so of walking, you finally see the light at the end of the tunnel, and it borderline blinds you as you walk out and see... about 50 people walking around, happy as can be, in front of what looks like a large tree and pond park within the rock walls. Some teens are riding on bikes on the paved sidewalks in the distance, some children are playing with toy cars in the grass around you, some adults are eating ice cream under some shady trees or on benches, and there are a few birds chirping in the trees eating away at the fruit and berries hanging from their branches. + +You also see a few people using low grade magic to douse each other in water playfully, or to heal a kid's scraped knee, or to ignite some clubs and do a flaming juggling routine. Magic looks to be about as normal as cell phones for you. + +*IF THEY USE COMMS* +The second you attempt to use it. your device SCREECHES and SQUELCHES with static, getting g the attention of a walking by family of parakeets. The mother and father stare angrily at your group before covering their two childrens' ears and walking away with a huff. + +You didn't notice it because of the blinding light, but the path you were walking on has completely changed into a concrete slab path cuttiing through the massive park, leading to a small concrete building covered in a golden colored roof, with a banner in front saying WELCOME NEWCOMERS and a series of signs with (what you assume) is the same phrase in several additional languages. + +*IF THEY GO INSIDE* +You open the glass door wrapped in steel framing and head inside to a fairly basic but spacious facility, and it resembles a tourist rest stop. +- Right beside the door is a crate of cold glass bottles of clear liquid, and there is a sign above it saying FREE TO TAKE in about ten languages +- On the left, there are racks of pamphlets, brochures, and maps in a myriad of different languages, with most of the prints in English. +- On the right, there are walls of corkboard covered in fliers about upcoming events, job openings, and other ads with phone numbers. +- In the middle is a six foot tall and twrnty foot wide circular corkboard with a round map of the planet, covered in thousands of pushpins, with several unused ones in a box below. +- On the far wall behind the map is a series of bathrooms, one on either side of the glass exit door leading to the outside path. + +*AFTER THEY LEAVE* +The path out the door leads you directly across another massive patch of grass and trees, but you can more clearly see deeper within, and you bear witness to a fully functional massive city, hundreds of people walking, biking, driving, or riding a trolley on the defined roads. +- On the left is a massive residential neighborhood filled to the brim with houses, most of them two stories tall +- On the right is a bustling business area filled with storefronts, each with simple signs representing them +- You can see a group of white and gold buildings farther in, multiple people in dressier clothes carrying suitcases walking between them. +- There is a fairly large sized road sign at the end of your pathway pointing in five directions. RESIDENTIAL, BUSINESS, CAPITOL, GATED, and ESSENTIAL are all pointed out individually in different directions + +*Every place they visit, have them make NOTICE rolls to detect if they are being followed* + +You are approached (if not straight surrounded) by a group of average looking thugs carrying baseball bats, chains, rocks, and other random items. Most of them look young college age, wearing bandanas or helmets and otherwise REALLY generic clothing. But their leader, a decent sized black bull, steps forward with a chuckle, wearing a black leather jacket and wielding a white shortsword that is CLEARLY too small for him. + +"Well hey there strangers, we're the welcome wagon, here to welcome you to Diadem." He aims his blade at your group. "Get 'em." + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +*IF THEY WIN* +The attackers lie on the ground, groaning in agony at their defeat. The leader of the group is in shock, holding his head to keep a bleeding injury from pouring out. "What the fuck?! I'd expect this from the Thunder Force, not a bunch of random asshole newbies!" + +(NOTICE ROLL) You suddenly detect the stench of ozone, and in a matter of moments, both your group and the Marauders are surrounded by a series of oddly dressed soldiers, their bodies lightly cloaked in silver trails of electricity. + +Each one is geared up with a thin knee-length black jacket trimmed in inch-wide silver all along the body and at the ends of the sleeves, the letters T.F. emblazoned on the back in identical silver. These coats somewhat hide a silver chestplate & matching gauntlets, black tact pants leading down into black boots with silver laces, chrome half-masks covering the bottom halves of their faces, and sunglasses that perfectly hide their eyes. + +"Shit! Thunder Force!" The leader tries to scramble away. Two agents step up and each grab an arm, stopping that right quick. Their outfits' silver stripes begin to glow and crackle with energy, and all three appear to be teleported away, as do all the other knocked out thugs. The ground is scorched in several straight lines, implying they were really just moving insanely fast. + +One of the operatives stays behind, a Panther man standing at just over six feet in the same outfit with a visible scar under his eye. "I don't know who you are, but you have helped us contain a significant threat today, and we appreciate your assistance." + +Your group is suddenly approached by dozens of passerbys, all of whom are really curious and start bombarding you with questions. He will lean down and mumble to your group "Consider this my compensation." + +You hear him speak loudly and proudly. "People of Diadem!" That declaration alone was loud enough to cause everyone to back away a good couple feet, before he continues, "I apologize sincerely for the commotion, the Marauders paid us yet another visit! But with the help of these valiant heroes, they were soundly defeated AND in record time!" + +The random people around you slowly but surely start to applaud and cheer for your group, giving you a few moments of (honestly well deserved) glory. You get offered handshakes, a couple people want autographs, the whole ordeal you'd expect.. But once the excitement dies down,, the people start breaking away, trying to clean some of the debris up. + +He will turn back to your group. "I must return to my duties. Head to Capitol Quartz in the city center and ask to see the King. If nothing else, he will also want to thank you for your service." His body will begin to crackle with identical electrical energy before he takes a single step away and is GONE in a flash, only leaving another scorch mark. + +*CAPITOL QUARTZ* +The capitol itself is actually five different buildings, four of which are surrounding the larger one in the center. Each one has several floors and you can spot businessmen walking around inside them through the windows or between each building with armloads of papers. + +----- + +*IF THEY ASK* +A brown deer man stops and approaches your group, sipping a cup of coffee softly. His suit is black, his tie is red, and his gold nametag reads YAOTL. "You uh.. look like you need some help?" + +*THE KING* +"Oh you're here for him? He should be working today, uh.. Head to the main complex, the big one in the middle. They'll be more helpful. Now I have a meeting in like five minutes, so good luck to you all." He will trot off to a different building in the complex, sipping his coffee as he goes. + +----- + +The main complex building is almost physically identical to the buildings around it, but is a bit wider with more prominent doors on the front and a large staircase leading up to it. The staircase is loaded with more people all talking, trading papers, and seeming to enjoy the day. + +*INSIDE* +The inside is just as massive inside as it is out, several people are walking about in professional suits, carrying stacks of papers across a spacious marble-lined floor covered with deep red carpets. You only see a few desks and tables out here, hardly anything that would be royalty related, but there are several doors all over the place with gold colored nameplates. + +You see a fox man in a black and red suit approach your group curiously, his gold name badge reading NASH. "Hello? Can I help you?" + +*ASKING FOR KING/SAY THEY ARE NEW* +"Oh! Well my name is NASH, I'm the King's Aide. Gimme one sec and I'll see if he can squeeze you in." He trots over to a nearby desk with stacks of paper, pencils, and an old fashioned intercom box. He will push the speaker button before speaking, "Your Majesty, we have some new local heroes here that I think you would like to meet?" + +The voice on the other end is a bit garbled, but you do hear someone say SEND THEM IN PLEASE. He picks up a clipboard and guides you through a pair of double-doors marked KING'S CHAMBERS, down a looong carpeted hallway deep into the building. "I'm assuming you have questions, but I'm gonna ask you to hold onto those until you meet the man in charge, if that's okay." + +He takes you to a massive pair of golden colored doors, one of which is open, and guides you inside before closing them behind you. The office is nothing spectacular, a few file cabinets, a couple couches on the left and right surrounding a decent sized coffee table, one large wooden desk, one chair behind it, and one man sitting in it. + +Behind the desk sits a deep purple birdman, draped in the finest golden laced draperies you've seen anyone manage to pull off, and whom sticks out a bit compared to the rest of the room and people. He stands and walks around, revealing himself to be just under 5 feet tall, offering to shake each of your hands. "Hello, my name is Akarui, and I am King of the city of Diadem. I understand you valiantly kicked the asses of the local Marauders, despite being brand new to our little slice of paradise?" + +*AFTER THEY RETORT* +He will hop onto the desk and sit on it like a chair in front of you all, guiding you to sit on the couches. "I'm sure you have endless questions and I will be happy to answer all of them for you here and now." + +ANSWER ANY QUESTIONS AS HONESTLY AS YOU CAN + +*WHAT IS THIS PLACE* +"The core of it is, countries from across the world suddenly saw this land mass spawn and wanted to find out what happened. Every one of them sent in soldiers, scientists, and volunteers of the highest caliber to the land, but none of them ever came back." + +"The reason is because of the special magic of this land. I'm sure you saw the golden membrane that surrounds our city as you came in. It's difficult to put into words, but its a type of protective magic, a barrier built into the rock itself. The magic prevented our ancestors from leaving, so rather than simply starve, they found a way to cultivate and make the land liveable." + +"And since the first wave didn't make it back, the various countries kept sending new ones every so often to find out what happened. A new generation would be added several times a year from all across the globe, refreshing the gene pool, and we became a capable city. Far from perfect, but akin to what many would consider a paradise." + +*WHAT ABOUT THE ATTACKERS* +"THAT would be the Marauders. Or at least that's what they're calling themselves. They're just a huge collection of troublemakers that hate not being able to leave. Their logic is since they are stuck here, they may as well make everyone else as miserable as they are. We ARE trying to find a DIFFERENT way out of this island, but... yeah." + +*THUNDER FORCE* +"Ah yes, our soldiers in silver. They are the peacekeeping force in this town, our version of the police and military all rolled up into one. Someone found out harnessing lightning magic in our bodies in just the right way gave people a massive speed and strength boost, so those that were gifted for it usually ended up joining them. And thanks to the Marauders, they have recruitment drives every week it seems.." + +*HOW DID THEY CULTIVATE* +"THAT would be thanks to the Domains adjacent to the city. I'm sure you noticed we don't exactly have the LARGEST amount of liveable space, but there are other magics at work here. We aren't really sure how or why, but there are gateways leading to other uh... domains is what we call them, where we managed to find and cultivate resources from. One gives us our food, one gives us our wood, one gives our metal, all the major resources are provided." + +*POWER IN TOWN* +"Funny story, THAT was a happy accident. About 20 years ago, we had our scientists try and devise a way out of town that DIDN'T rely on some... I'm just gonna say it, hokey magic legend to get out of, and tried to drill our way out. We managed to make a hole straight down through the island, with some casualties, but we couldn't exactly escape through it." + +"Being on an island in the middle of the ocean with our limited resources meant it wasn't a feasible or safe escape plan, so our remaining engineers converted it into an access point for a hydroelectric generator system. Took a few years, and it's a bit buggy at times, but it makes living here so much more pleasant." + +*DIFFERENT WAY / HOKEY MAGIC LEGEND* +"There's an old island legend that predates all of us, says there's a way for US to escape. There are several uh... let's call them "treasures" that basically act as magic keys, and if you get them all, you can "liberate the people" or "be given any wish" or something, the legend is REALLY fucking old. It's all very mystical and religious in tone, but noone has ever actually got them all, or we wouldn't... ya know... BE here. Uh, provided that legend is true of course." + +*NO OTHER QUESTIONS* +"Okay well, before before you go, I'd like to offer you a token of my gratitude for your selfless service." He will reach back and hit a button on his desk on his own intercom. "Nash, please bring me Anais and Garamond." It takes a moment, but the double doors open again, and Nash steps in with a pair of people, a man and woman both dressed in suits. + +(NOTICE ROLL) You notice Nash is walking with a bit of a limp, his hair is ruffled some, and his shirt is wrinkled in the front. The guy is shaking his head a little, and the lady has a kind of "superiority" judgment in her eyes. + +Akarui walks back around to his seat. "This is Garamond of the local Bank, and this is Anais of the Homeowners' Association. We're gonna transition you from your currency to ours, AND get you a decent place to live so you don't have to worry about either. And since you helped us, I'm footing the bill for the first month AND paying for the transaction fees out of pocket. Consider it a token of my gratitude." + +Garamond, a portly Dachsund in a deep blue suit, steps forward first and asks for any currency you have on hand. When he sees you literally have a hundred different types of cash, he is a bit ecstatic, and hands over a bag each of coins in various sizes. + +The coins themselves are relatively basic. They come in denominations of 1, 5, 10, 20, 50, and 100, and are all fairly lightweight. He explains their currency is called Z, and each coin is filled with magically infused sea salt using a special type of INFUSION technique that is a trade secret even on the island, so every coin is ever so slightly special and practically impossible to fake. (If you count it, you have each been handed a bag of 1,000z) + +Anais, a well groomed Sheep woman in a red suit with a bit of a grumpy disposition, steps forward after and asks several basic questions. The biggest ones are your names, ages, species, and how many of you plan to live together & separately. +Based on that, she offers you three options. They have some relatively low cost 2 bedroom apartments, some midrange houses with as many as 4 bedrooms, and some vacant Gated community homes with as many bedrooms as needed. + +----- + +*IF THEY SELECT GATED* +Anais will perk RIGHT the fuck up, her demeanor doing a complete 180. "Well fantastic, I should let you know that there are some special... let's call them 'guidelines' we follow there. Nothing too special, just that you keep your yards trimmed to a certain height, you choose specific colors for your fence & house to be, no noise after a certain time of night--" + +She is interrupted by Akarui with a bit of irritation. "ANAIS... We've been over this. The people can do whatever they want with the houses, the lawns, the parties, I do not care. So long as they don't blow them up or set the yard on fire or anything, it is theirs to do with as they wish." Anais suddenly returns to her prior demeanor of irritation, and simply hands you a fancy looking piece of folded paper before walking away. + +*IF ANYWHERE ELSE* +Anais will sigh a little. "Are you sure? Given the size of the group, you might be comfortable in a larger home, in our more upright living area?" Akarui will clear his throat, causing her to shut right up, and hand your group a document before stepping away with a scowl. + +----- + +Akarui claps his bird hands together. "And you are officially all set. Feel free to stop by any time if you have questions, concerns, change in circumstances, anything like that. I'm usually busy running the town, so you might have to set up appointments with Nash first, but I'm here to help. Have a fantastic day, and Welcome to Diadem!" + +Nash will guide your group back outside and ask to see your map & approval letter. Once he sees both, he points out exactly where your new home(s) can be found, and a VIVID description of how to get there on foot. He shakes each of your hands one last time before waltzing himself back inside the building and closing the doors behind him, leaving you to your own decisions from here. + +OUTSIDE TOWN HALL +(NOTICE ROLL) You hear a rustling noise and a hissing voice from beneath a shady tree, calling out to your group. "Ooooh~ Fresh meeeaaat~" The voice is coming from a large black tarantula man, but his appearance is somewhat obscured by a long brown trenchcoat. + +*IF ANYONE REACTS* +He raises all six arms at varying degrees and angles. "Don't be alarmed, I'm just here to offer my... special services~" He laughs a sinister chuckle before giving a generous bow and continuing, "Call me Striker~ I'm an informant, here to offer my information and 'special skills' to you and yours, for a small fee of course~ Tell me, you all seem a bit out of sorts... I could give you a bit of guidance as a one-time courtesy for free?~" + +*IF THEY ASK ABOUT FREEING THE PEOPLE* +"Free the people of Diadem? How incredibly noble... and fruitless. Half the newbies that worm their way around try to find a way to do it, but most of them give up sooner rather than later. However..." He thinks for a moment, his multiple arms tapping his chin like long fingers. "...the last one to try mentioned the way to free Diadem was connected to the old lore of the land, but most people have forgotten it to time." + +He raises one spiderleg digit. "AH... but there WAS a copy of the nation's old history book in the bookstore over in the Business district last I checked, there might be some treasures hidden in there~" He pauses and raises a second leg on the same side. "But I should warn you, the old bookstore owner can get a bit... ornery~" + +"That's all I have for now, but if you require my assistance for anything else, just find a shady little spot and call for me with coin at the ready~ I'll be seeing you soon~" He then slithers up into the tree and vanishes as quietly as he came. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/02 - In Town.txt b/02 - In Town.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..35508e6 --- /dev/null +++ b/02 - In Town.txt @@ -0,0 +1,41 @@ +# In the town +https://youtu.be/ddMSMwKQkKI?si=pwNsQ33NsDURbyq1 + +# During fights +https://youtu.be/8Q7cioftmKs?si=eQbKsZr_OY7tH8-_ + +# During challenges +https://youtu.be/3YO67uD8TAo?si=hV-EQlpzo8NdrvE8 + +CITY CENTER - CAPITOL QUARTZ +A fairly spacious five-building district, all white marble roofed with gold, sits in a square formation in the direct center of this city. Each building is dedicated to the different necessary functions and filings that keep the entire city ran as efficiently as possible. + +The center building is the City Hall, where the King of Diadem (as he is currently referred to) and the other top representatives of the city are all working hard every day of the week (but not weekends) making all the important decisions for the good of the people + +EASTERN RESIDENTIAL DISTRICT +A compact but comfortable array of over 8,000 homes, each roughly 1,500 square feet with a good size yard in the front and back covering the rest of the 1/8 acre space. Each of the 36 streets and 12 avenues has a 2x11 block of houses, each with a two lane car width street & sidewalk. + And, the farthest right streets have been converted into three-story apartments for those with either lesser income or who don't feel the need to own a full home. + +NORTHERN BUSINESS DISTRICT +This busy business section has everything a thriving town would ever need! And with over 1,000 acres of storefronts, you'll never visit every store in a single day. + +WESTERN ESSENTIALS DISTRICT +This district houses a myriad of what most people would consider to be the most important facilities for the land itself that makes all our citizens as comfortable as they can be. + +SOUTHERN GATED DISTRICT +This illustrious private access area is dedicated to three types of people: +- The ruler of the land and other high-tier people +- The people that desire (and can afford) a nicer home +- The retirees whom require more dedicated care + +OUTSKIRTS +The forefathers that built and governed this land wanted to ensure every available piece of land could be used for the betterment of the people, no matter how trivial or small it was! +----- +Outskirt NE - Welcome Facility +The entryway to the entire city, there is a massive rounded information center full of freely take-able items including maps, brochures, glass bottles of water, advertisements for jobs & upcoming events, and more, all in a myriad of different languages. Around the building is also free access spaces such as a massive natural orchard, individual lakes & ponds full of small fish, public playgrounds, and plenty of greenery surrounding! +Outskirt SE - Sport Zone +Designed to be the most entertaining area of the whole city, this is an area focused for anything and everything athletic and entertaining at all levels, fully equipped with a professionally maintained baseball diamond, football field, tennis courts, basketball court, Olympic pools, soccer field, indoor hockey rink, and seating for all the above openly viewable from all sides. +Outskirt SW - Entertainment Junction +This little slice of fun times is fully equipped for your enjoyment with an amusement park, arcade, bowling alley, mini-golf course, pool hall, public pool, roller rink, multiple special restaurants including a fine dining establishment & a buffet, and (if you know where to look) a red light area with a bar, adult item store, and strip club +Outskirt NW - The Trash Zone +Despite the incredible strides in the land's ability to keep waste to a minimum, there is still SOME food waste and non-recyclables that can't be utilized. If it can't be put through the on-site recycling plant or the next-door junkyard to be repurposed, it'll end up in the burn pit to be destroyed. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/03 - Interactions.txt b/03 - Interactions.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..ccd57b5 --- /dev/null +++ b/03 - Interactions.txt @@ -0,0 +1,130 @@ +*BLACKSMITH* + +Walking in to the red brick building with the HAMMER mark on the window, you are immediately greeted by the metallic THUD... THUD... THUD... of hammers on hot steel, and you are visually greeted by a single blacksmith, a middle aged jackal with a heavy apron and a hammer at one of the six anvils. + +The left wall is full of metal hammers and camps, and the right side is full of smelting furnaces. A simple smithing office, but it definitely does the job. After a moment, he puts down his most recent finished product and asks you in a gruff tone, "How can I help ya'll?" + +*Asking about making weapons,* He smiles and points to the anvils. "I can definitely make weapons for ya, but I stick mostly to simple stuff nowadays. Knives, hammers, swords, the basics. + +*ASKING ABOUT IMPROVING WEAPONS* +"I might be able to improve the ones you have, depends on what you're working with. Let me have a look?" Any weapon he is handed, he will survey top to bottom like it is made of fine glass. + +*IF SIMPLE WEAPONS AT 3DMG OR LESS* +"Oh yeah, I can do that for you, and it shouldn't take too long either." He will heat your weapon, add special metal along its edges, and smith it over the span of an hour. "And here you go. Now let's talk price." + +*IF THEY ASK ABOUT SPECIAL DESIGNED WEAPONS* +*OR IF THEY ASK ABOUT 4/5 DMG WEAPONS* +He shakes his head and crosses his arms. "Afraid that's outside my skillset nowadays. You wanna do any of that, you'd wanna talk to my teacher or maybe a disciple of his. He's likely still in THERE." He points to a glowing RED circle of energy against the rock wall in the distance. + +-----=====-----=====----- + +*BOOKSTORE* +The bookstore is a bit old style, tan bricks with a glass storefront design that currently has a metal pipe sticking out of a large gaping hole. Several people are in the process of cleaning the damage right around the time you show up, and the door still seems to be in working order. + +Inside it is pretty minimal as a whole. Novels, encyclopedias, fiction and nonfiction, the standard stuff you'd see in here. + +(INVESTIGATE ROLL) Alot of these titles are actually relatively new, none of them seeming more than a year old. + +"Hello younguns, can I help ya find anything??" The voice comes from an older bulldog gentleman with inch thick glasses, a simple wooden cane, and a blue apron, smiling as wide as you would imagine. His gold nametag reads WARTON. + +ASK ABOUT THE HOSTORY BOOK +He will laugh a bit and reply "Oh, the OLD history book? Hm.. the schools usually get to those first, but I think we have one or two copies left. Planning to use it for a school assignment I assume??" He chatters with you as you walk down the aisle. + +----- + +*IF THEY MENTION FREEING THE PEOPLE +He will pause and start swinging his cane around. "YOU HEATHENS ARE WITH THOSE AWFUL MARAUDERS AIN'T YOU?! HAVEN'T YOU DONE ENOUGH DAMAGE TODAY?!" He starts violently bopping you with the cane to try and scare you away. +. +(CONTACTS OR EMPATHY ROLL) He suddenly stops, and calms down near immediately. "Oh.. oh you're being serious? My apologies, I'm just fed up with people whiming and groaning about being stuck here, that's all they ever do is complain." + +----- + +He reaches the shelf where the book SHOULD be, but sees the book and several others on the shelf have been burned to ash. "Oh dear, those were my last copies, and my next shipment isn't for another week..." He sighs a bit, but perks up suddenly, turning to your group excitedly. + +"But I can do you one better! There's a special place not too far from here with information about everything in Diadem, The Grand Library!" He laughs heartily as he reminisces, walking back to the front of the store and expecting you all to follow. + +"It's a magical place I went to when I was a kid, an amazing library of infinite knowledge and wisdom! The librarian there was so nice too, he inspired me to open my bookstore. All you have to do is go... There!" He will point to a spot against the rock wall in the distance beyond the Business district's border. Wherever he is pointing, it's definitely walkable, but too far to see what exactly it is. + +"I'm a bit too old to go myself, these old joints ain't what they used to be.. but if you go that way, could you do an old man a small favor and return this book for me? I don't need it anymore, heh." He hands you a children's book, *The Boy, The Mole, The Fox, And The Horse.* + +He waves you off as you leave his store, the damage all cleaned up upon your exit. + +-----=====-----=====----- + +THUNDER FORCE HQ + +Walking up to the police office looking building, you are greeted by several DOZEN silver-clad officers with clipboards in hand, each one walking around and scribbling information down. It doesn't look like tryouts officially started yet, but everyone is doing warm-ups and getting ticks in advance. + +A group of three high rank looking individuals spot your group, one of which approaches you with a judgmental glance. A Panther man with a rounded scar under his eye approaches, eyeing you all up. "Let me guess. You here to try out, just like them?" He points out the eighteen other men and women all in mixed physical shape lumbering and stretching around in front of them. + +The Panther continues, "well everyone has a shot. I'm third commander Harken, and these are my associates, second officer Valeos and first officer Jensen." He pauses so Valeos the Gila monster and Jensen the Human can shake your hands. + +"You will be numbers 19, 20, and 21 respectively. When your number is called, just step out here and we will get started." *IF THEY ASK ABOUT PAPERWORK,* "OH, no no no, that is reserved for those whom at least make it past first cut." + +The tryouts begin, and half of the participants are less than impressive. They mostly fumble with their guns full of blanks, fizzle out on their electric speed demonstrations, and jumble their words on the quick Q&A segments. It becomes so disappointing that all three Commanders step away, leaving the testing to the other officers for the moment. + +Your turn comes up, and you step in front of the audience and are expected to demonstrate what you can do. They want to see your gun play, your weapon finesse, your electric magic, and your response to common situations. (Shoot, Fight, Academics, Empathy rolls) + +Right at the end of your demonstration but before your result, an explosion goes off outside the building, close enough to hear but not to feel. An officer runs in and declares it an emergency in the residential district this time, and third commander Harken is in pursuit. (the enemy is the same LV2 villain with a bunch of new LV1s) + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +All three Commanders personally shake your hands and thank you for your work in that fight, and you are all offered entry level positions on the Thunder Force if you so desire. It will provide uniforms, income, and status represented by a publicly wearable trainee badge until your training is complete. + +Harken then points out that guy was one he just caught last week, and wonders how & why he got out. *If you made any indication of recognizing him,* He will think for a moment and point out he will have an expedited trial for being a repeat offender, and offers to let you sit in on it as an evidence witness. He then points out the trial will take place THERE, and point out the silver gate. + +-------------------------- + + + +------------------------- + +The morning starts like normal at first, until you hear a massive rumbling explosion coming from the center of town. As you look out the window, you see a plume of smoke and a massive fireball erupting from (at your best guess) the Town Hall. + +At the Town Hall building, everything is broken and in flames. Papers are wafting into the air with ashes pouring off of them, and the only thing left standing is the front doors with a small piece of paper pinned to them under a gold dagger. + +(INVESTIGATE ROLL) The paper simply says "GATED COMMUNITY, ONE HOUR" in handwriting you are not familiar with. And it is written on King Akarui's personal stationary. + +*AT THE GATED COMMUNITY* +You see both guard shacks are completely engulfed in flames and the dogs are nowhere to be seen. But just beyond that point is Ace, arms crossed and staring at the gate patiently, assisted by three higher rank men. Once you approach, he unfurls his arms. "I admire your punctuality, Kings of Kings. Means I dont have to go hunting you down." + +*IF ASKED WHY HE IS DOING THIS* +"Heh.. maybe I dont like the way King Akarui is running the show. Does it really matter anymore? Right here, right now, all that matters is you... and I." + +The three men with him all step out and prepare to jump in but he raises an arm. "No... this one is mine. You go to Jack, Queen, and King. Let them know they have three more guests." The three men go running off, as Ace charges electricity in his hands. "(One player's name), I'M CHALLENGING YOU TO A ONE ON ONE FIGHT. ONE THUNDER FORCE TO ANOTHER. LAST ONE STANDING MOVES FORWARD FROM HERE." + +*IF THEY SAY HE IS NOT THUNDER FORCE* +*OR HE IS A DISGRACE TO THUNDER FORCE* +He will laugh a little under his helmet. "I'm more Thunder Force than you will ever realize." + +If accepted, the challenge will be an exchange of FIGHT, SHOOT, and ACADEMICS rolls, each one doing DMG based on which one rolls higher. Athletics will not be necessary in this exchange. + +----- + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +Harken will fall to his knees, groaning in pain. "Urgh... Damn it..." + +IF THEY ASK WHY +"I already told you... everything I did was for the sake of the people." + +"Let me ask you something... every time you saw the Marauders, did they ever actively attack the people in front of you? Or was it mostly property damage?" + +"And every time you fought the Marauders in the middle of Diadem, were we not always there to clean up the mess and minimize casualties by hauling bodies away?" + +"And why is it the only time you ever saw an escapee, it was always the same one VERY lucky man who conveniently always got out?" + +*IF THEY SAY DOUBLE AGENT* +"Something to that effect... I'm an Immigrant just like you, on my 25th year here. But when I saw the people here, I immediately drafted myself into the Thunder Force. When all this Marauder nonsense started two years ago, we did all we could to minimize the damage from the outside, but couldn't fix the casualties they were causing." + +He turns his head toward the inner part of the Gated community. "I came up with a plan, something to slowly mitigate the Marauders to property damage. I would enlist as a man whom was simply 'sick of how Diadem was functioning and wanted to leave,' offered myself as a mole, and was promoted through the ranks to an identical level. Top secret mission, only one other person truly knew." + +*KING AKARUI* +"That's why he was willing to let ME assign you to that guard job. I arranged it with the Crooked King so I would be there aiding in the supply pickup, and made sure to give you every reason in the book to come after me. You would discover my identity, you would realize how deep this went, and you would come after us when you KNEW you were ready. King Akarui and I set it up to all fall down." + +*IF THEY DONT BELIEVE HIM* +"It doesn't matter anymore.. The Crooked King did something I didn't expect that jeopardized the final objective. He had Jack and Queen take hostages." + +"I saw Jack hauling a fox man... Nash I believe was his name, tied up, gagged, and blindfolded. I saw Queen carrying a bag over her shoulder, quite a bit smaller. I assume it to be King Akarui inside. I cannot guarantee my abilities if it means the King and his aide may be at risk. But you have all twelve Regalia in hand... you can do things I cannot." + +"I don't care if you trust me or not, but you can trust this. The hostage situation is real. And they are commandeering one of the houses as a new base until their prep work is done. Jack and Queen are waiting to keep you from King until... whatever his objective is done. I know it involves leaving, but I dont know anything more." \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/04 - Returns.txt b/04 - Returns.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..8314aeb --- /dev/null +++ b/04 - Returns.txt @@ -0,0 +1,644 @@ +RED + +Upon returning to the RED domain, you see that everything has been returned back to normal after the Marauders' attack and subsequent ass wooping. The broken huts are rebuilt, the destroyed trees were replanted & replaced, and all the people you saw there have been patched up and any burns were properly healed. Everyone who sees you doesn't pay you much mind, since all you really did was walk in and go to the Volcano, but everyone treats you with the same kindness as before. + +*VOLCANO* +Upon entering the cave of the volcano, (NOTICE ROLL) you hear whistling in the distance, a tune you can't quite place but you could swear sounds very war song like in nature. When you reach the main chamber, you see Aodaghan is the one whistling, as he lounges in the Lava pool like it's a hot tub, looking genuinely relaxed for once. You also see he is the only person here today for some reason. + +"Well look who it is, the li'l shits from before. Excuse me if I don' stand an'shake ya hands." + +*IF CHALLENGE* +He will reach over and grab a nearby deep red longcoat, sling it around over his head, and stand from the lava pool, throwing it over himself smoothly so it lands atop his body as he steps out, the stray drops of lava rolling off his feathers as easily as water. "Then let's step out. I don' feel like breakin' my forge for a fight." He will lead your group outside the volcano and into the town, meeting up with one of the locals. + +"Hey. Sound the alarm. We got challengers." Their eyes will suddenly widen as he runs to a nearby hut, and you hear what sounds like an air raid siren ringing out,, causing everyone to suddenly run into the various huts, taking them apart surprisingly quickly and hiding them away before backing away to a relatively far off part of the area where the trees are more dense, watching you all nervously. + +He will reach behind himself, pulling out his colossal blackblade sword, letting it rest on his shoulder for a moment. "Aight, stage is set an' I'm ready to kick some ass." + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +*IF THEY LOSE* +He will stand before you all, panting in blatant pain and exhaustion, his sword jammed into the ground blade first to help him stay upright. "Well fuck me runnin', you little shits ain't half bad." He will pause to grab his shoulder, seeming to jerk it upright and crack it into place, before continuing. "Come back when you got a little more to offer." He will then extend his wings and attempt to fly off, wobbling a little in the air at first as he leaves. + +*IF THEY WIN* +He grumbles as he lies facedown in the dirt, slowly picking himself up. "Well shit... been a while since I lost a fight. You won, straight up." He extends his arm and jams the sword he fought you with into the ground, blade down. "Here's my Regalia, the Flint Flametongue. It's yer prize fer beatin' me, Kings o' Kings." + +He extends his wings, one not extending the full way, which causes him to retract them. "Guess I'm walkin'." He'll limp past your group into the tall trees, leaving you with only your prize in the scorchmark of a battlezone. + +-----=====-----=====----- + +ORANGE + +Upon returning to the Orange domain, you will see that everything is more or less the same, still the infinite expanse of sand and the one giant building standing in solitude. Upon entering the building, you will see Conroy pushing a book cart across the floor, stacked full of comic books. He will see you and immediately push the cart away, giving you his full attention. "Welcome back, friends! What can I do for you today?" + +*if they ask about DM* +"Is that the title now? Bit pretentious if you ask me, Guardian has a much nicer ring." + +*If they ask if HE is DM* +"You caught me! Not that I was hiding it or anything. But yes, I am the Master of this Domain." + +*Why didn't he tell them* +"Well I can't answer a question you never ask!" + +*Why he didn't help more* +"Well THAT is a bit more complicated... I kind of... Couldn't. It'd be easier if I simply showed you." + +He guides them to a deep dark decrepit part of the library, requiring a torch, a Raiders hat, and giving the youngest CHARACTER a ball cap, before finally making it to a shelf of books that have all been stabbed, burnt, and otherwise in mix arrays of destruction. + +"As you can see, the knowledge is simply gone. Someone destroyed almost all of it. The book I shared was all I had left, and as you saw, it was disintegrating in my hands. All the information from this library is based on contribution, and anyone with that level of knowledge on this is long gone aside from the Domain Masters. And that magic doesn't work on them, I tried. I'd give anything to have that knowledge back." + +(IF VISITED WHITE DOMAIN, MAKE CONTACTS ROLL) + +----- + +IF MORANA IS WITH + +After stepping through the ORANGE gate once again, Morana smiles and lets her bare feet sink into the sand for a moment, eyes closing slowly. "Mm.. feels like heaven.." She looks down at Whitaker with a playful smile. "Sorry, but a girl can only handle cold toes for so long~" + +She walks in with your group and smiles in amazement. "It's been a long time since I came here.. I wonder if that old sabertooth pain in the butt still remembers me?" Morana laughs a bit to herself, before a pair of striped orange hands suddenly slide over her eyes. + +"Guess whooo?~" + +She gasps playfully. "Conroy you always beat me to the punch!~" + +He laughs mirthfully and steps in front of her before giving her a big bear hug, the two nuzzling cheeks like you'd expect cats to. This goes on for a few moments until Conroy spots Whitaker standing nervously by his lonesome, letting her go and kneeling down in front of him. "Hello.. old friend. You're looking better." + +Whitaker just stands there, staring at him with wide eyes, arms crossed against his chest defensively. Conroy waits patiently before extending his arms wide, and continuing, "Got one for you right here.." Whitaker runs into his arms and hugs him tightly, burying his face into Conroy's shoulder, sniffling softly. Conroy holds him tight and runs a hand through his hair slowly. + +You see faint glows of orange in his hair, small particles of sand falling from them, as you see a single tear streak down Conroy's cheek. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... you didn't deserve ANY of that..." He glances over at your group with a knowing look. "we may be powerful and practically immortal, but we can very much still be hurt..." He stands up, holding Whitaker's hand in his own, and guides you all to the back room, right to the book creator platform. + +"Alright, just step onto the platform for me and--" + +Morana interrupts him. "I remember from last time, just close my eyes and wait." He smiles and nods, taking the hand holding Whitaker's and placing both on the panel. The orange sand sprays her down, clings for a moment, then falls, collects, and shoots off into the library. Conroy runs off into the next room, and you can hear his ecstatic squee from inside the deepest part of the library. He comes running back in with a book titled 'The Diadem Anthology.' + +"A brand new mint condition reprint! And you're the first to see it! I'm so excited!" He places it on the table and opens it, the text inside flashing gold as it is written into the book. + +----- + +In the beginning, the universe itself was nothingness within nothing, existence without existing. It was only in the instance that that miraculous first event occurred that created the very first thing within it: The Word. + +But it did not stay as such for long. The Word became complicated, unfolded, expanded, evolved one could say. One word became many, became sentences, explanations, definitions, and then concepts. The first concept created in this emptiness was the pinnacle of all balance, EQUILIBRIUM.. + +From that moment, that simple power bore witness to the birth of the concept of NOTHING, but recognized the potential of ALL to keep that balance. And from that, more concepts came to be. That which had a BEGINNING, surely had an END. Those that ended were DESTROYED, and those that came back were RESTORED. Bearing witness beget ALL, and turning away bore NOTHING. Resistance beget STRENGTH, yielding bore FEXIBILITY. Activeness beget SWIFTNESS, passiveness beget SLOWNESS. Recognition of surroundings beget WHEN and WHERE. + +Twelve of the simplest concepts were formed, the basis of everything that were to come to pass for the foreseeable eternity. Despite these humble beginnings, all these concepts assumed themselves the predominant force, even with a direct counterpart, and wished to see itself be the deciding factor for this new domain they found themselves in. + +As such, a mediator was needed, one with an identity beyond itself, with an understanding of the concepts, and with the potential for genuine intelligence and learning for the sake of ensuring current and future struggles. As the EQUILIBRIUM was their source part, and was naturally as influencial as the twelve concepts it spawned COMBINED, it took that role to be a neutral mediator. This group of thirteen in one concepts eventually learned to balance themselves with each other and the core within them. + +And, once the balance was established within them, they took on a collective identity: ZEROTH, that which exists before any other. + +Thus the concepts worked together to create everything in this universe in a harmonious manner from that point forward for many MANY eons. Until the most recent one, when ZEROTH spotted a most curious planet. A speck created by natural influence around it like any other, harboring the dredges of early life like many others. + +But unlike the rest, THIS one's life was progressing, becoming more complicated, evolving, much like itself in a microscopic manner. It was fascinated in witnessing something that acted so similar to how it itself had begun, and decided to bring itself to that planet to see. + +But that was ultimately a mistake. The existence of this concept of equilibrium caused a shift in development. Had the planet remained untouched, the species within would've developed separately, humans as a primary species fighting for its independence and superiority. + +Instead, it caused the multiple species to form an unexpected alliance in its presence. These creatures began to adopt each other's minor traits and mannerisms to become more at ease with each other, work together easier, evolce alongside each other and inherit identical traits until the two were almost indistinguishable from each other in only a few dozen generations. As the eon stretched forward, the animalistic humanoids became the norm! + +ZEROTH, meanwhile, had been mortified with its tampering of the natural flow of events, and had removed itself from the equation immediately. Thanks to that, circumstances were otherwise unharmed. Cave dwellers grew and developed homes, societies, ecosystems, not dissimilar to that initial timeline. + +ZEROTH spent that time during that eon exploring the rest of the universe for any sign of existence with even a REMOTELY similar circumstance. Despite its attempts to leave it behind, it could not detach from the memory of that one little speck of space dust, ever so fascinated by its unique results. During the tail end of the most recent Eon, ZEROTH felt it had learned from its mistake, and felt confident enough to chance a second appearance, with a small twist. + +First, it chose to take what it knew about the people at that time, and separated the twelve concepts from itself, intending to make itself weaker so the chances of its immense power and presence influencing events would be minimized as much as it could allow, but still maintain its status as the equilibrium force amongst the other twelve. + +Second, to ensure the newly separated entities of power were not running rampant across the planet (or anywhere else for that matter), it created a consciousness for each of the twelve concepts. Each one was similar to its own, BUT specifically using single emotions and sensations from the mortals it encountered the first time as a basis for each one. They were instructed to disguise themselves so they may walk amongst the people together, still within close proximity of itself but not suffocatingly so. + +Even with all of Zeroth's preparation and hard work, this was ultimately a failure as well, as given these were concepts given consciousness and only knew of their own nature up to that moment, AND they all lacked his comprehensive learning ability (instead being given a fraction of that potential), they revealed themselves as being far more than just mortal, to the point many of them were feared, revered, and recognized as beyond mortal entities. + +Throughout the following centuries, as recorded history became the norm, they were all noticed and added to the analogues of history. Some had been given names and descriptions of people YOU recognized. Zeroth became King Midas, Miranda became Queen Cleopatra and inspired the Sphinx, Whitaker became many cryptids of lore, Fulmo & Tlaloc became Zeus & Hercules, all thirteen of them were the guests of honor at the Last Supper, just to name a few! + +If that was all that changed, the story may have progressed perfectly fine like their first visit, but this time, their tampering had an unintended consequence. In addition to exposing themselves as entities that existed beyond that of the average mortal, they also exposed the people to their uniquely godly power of manipulation toward the concepts themselves, and after only a few generations exposure, many of the mortals began to learn to replicate these abilities themselves in their own unique ways! + +The mortals had learned how to manipulate the elements through the use of what they would refer to as magic, and eventually, the utility of magic ended up side by side with the development of technology, rather than abandoning the former to pursue the latter as history should have been. + +Eventually, Zeroth realized that he simply did not understand enough about how the world and its inhabitants worked. He was an entity of untold ability, designed to be a neutralizing force among the dozen other (now free) forces. And neither he, nor the other concepts, could be anything less than they were. + +So he decided that, instead of putting himself and the others down to the MORTAL level, perhaps the mortals could be elevated to HIS level? + +----- + +Morana would pause and turn to Conroy and Whittaker, staring at them in bewilderment. "So... that would imply the two of you are... what, fragments of the Creator of this universe?" + +Conroy and Whittaker held each other's hands tightly, nodding solemnly. "Something to that effect.. we wanted to say something, but we were forbidden.. part of the challenge itself was showing you had the mentality to understand who and what we all are, as well as Zeroth himself." + +"And the regalia are fragments of YOUR power, but not animated in the way he did with you?" + +"Correct. Not to say we couldn't if we wished, I believe Cassius created and animated Striker in a similar manner." Conroy sighed a bit and ran his free hand on the panel of the book creator. "Truth be told, I simply did what I could to make things better. Few of us wished to participate, but much like Striker to Cassius, we are still an extension of him, to a point." + +Morana steps up to Conroy, determination in her eyes. "So if he ordered you to kill us all..?" Conroy stares into her eyes, paused perfectly still. But Whittaker reaches up and takes a hand of each, shaking his head slowly. + +Conroy sighs softly. "The short answer is no.. When he gave us wills of our own, he gave us freedom of choice.. everything we do is our own decision, even if we are still connected to him and this place.. He simply prevents us from rebelling, not living out our own versions of existence." Whitaker stares up at her with big doe eyes, beginning to tear up. She drops to her knees and hugs him tight to her, sighing in relief. + +"That's all I needed to hear." She smiled up at Conroy, before taking Whitaker's hand in her own. "Well I... think that's enough reality shattering news for one day. I think its time for us to go home." She waves at your group with a smile and heads back out the door. Conroy smiled a bit and leans against the machine, arms crossed. + +"You know... he paid a hefty price, but at the end of the day, Whitaker really is quite lucky to have her. She might be the one person to help keep him in one piece." He pauses for a moment and claps his hands, rubbing them excitedly. "So! Back to business. I assume you'd like to try for my Regalia next, yes?" + +*IF YES* +"Well fantastic! I'm not one for violence, but truth be told, I'm curious to see how far you have all come." He reaches down, grabs the orange panel on the front of, and suddenly yanks it straight up off the machine, causing it to power down. "I've been using the power of my Regalia to help speed up the process of generating new and expanded books. I can still very much do it without it, but it just takes longer." + +He will slide it along his arm like a buckler shield, causing it to glow a little, before turning to his side and extending one arm in a battle stance. "Alright, my preparations are ready... after you?" + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +IF THEY LOSE +Conroy will stand before them, wobbling heavily. "That... was a fight for the ages, my friends. I'm not even a true fighter, but I know a powerful person when I see it. And if it becomes even slightly more refined, you will be a force to be reckoned with." He wobbles forward, flopping into the empty machine chamber, pretty much immediately falling sleep with soft purring snores. + +IF THEY WIN +Conroy will stumble back a bit, panting as his glasses fall off his face and clack onto the floor, revealing his full yellow feline slitted eyes. "Well done... Kings of Kings... If you fight the others with this much ferocity, I'm sure that whatever that prize is... it will be yours." He will suddenly lean backwards and flop onto the floor, panting heatedly. He will shakily riase his arms, remove his magical buckler, and place it on his chest. "Your prize is the Sanskrit Chronicle.. Good luck on the rest of your journey, Kings of Kings.." + +-----=====-----=====----- + +YELLOW + +Upon returning to the YELLOW domain, you see there are far fewer people out and about, and the few that ARE there are all heading in the same direction: To the far end of the domain, in the direction of the warehouse building. + +*IF THEY FOLLOW* +The people are definitely going inside that same building, and there doesn't appear to be a party this time, but there is definitely SOMETHING going on inside. (NOTICE ROLL) You could almost swear you hear a song playing out loud too, and it sounds like "Sweet Little Bumblebee" + +*IF THEY ENTER* +You come in right when a song playing out loud is ending, everyone cheering excitedly and chanting ZA HIR ZA HIR ZA HIR! As you pass through the crowd one person at a time and finally manage to see Zahir, panting and sweating excitedly as he waves all four arms in the air, a person flopped on the gorund beside him in exhaustion. "WOO! That was fun! We should do DDR more often!" If you look on the floor, six of the hexagonal tiles are lit up bright yellow in a circle with arrows pointing out in all six directions, and the DJ station has what looks like a VERY old wood-frame TV sitting atop the table with a Dance Dance Revolution display on the screen. + +Zahir suddenly spots you in the crowd. "Oh hey, it's you guys! He runs over and hugs your entire group with his four arms excitedly. "Didja come back to visit li'l ol' me?" He giggles a bit excitedly. + +*IF REGALIA* +"Ohhh, you're here for the THMACKDOWN, are ya? Well fine by me, I'm all warmed up!" He will suddenly launch into the sky with a line of yellow light trailing him Tron style, spinning in circles around the station where the TV is, and in a matter of moments, it is gone AND the station is set up to play music, just like the party before. He grabs the mic and flutters in the air for a moment before loudly speaking, "ATTENTION PARTYGOERS, WE HAVE BEEN BLESSED BY THE KINGS OF KINGS! AND THEY ARE HERE FOR A CHAAAAALLEEEEENGE!!!" Everyone in the audience suddenly backs up while cheering, giving your group plenty of space for your upcoming event. Zahir floats down and pitches the microphone into the audience, being caught by a small child in an indigo hoodie. "Alrighty, the stage is set! Say the magic words!" + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +*IF THEY LOSE* +Zahir is panting up a storm, but is also laughing heartily, very much enjoying the whole event. He cups all four hands around his mouth and shouts "EVERYONE GIVE IT UP FOR THE CONTESTANTS! THEY SHOWED GREAT SPIRIT IN THIS COMPETITION! LET IT BE KNOWN THEY HAVE A VIP PASS TO EVERY PARTY FROM NOW UNTIL THE END OF TIME!!!" Everyone cheers their heads off insanely and suddenly goes full mosh pit, lifting your group into the air and parading you out across the beach. + +*IF THEY WIN* +Zahir flops onto his knees, legs splaying wide anime schoolgirl style, and throws his head back, flinging beads of sweat back at the audience. "THAT.. WAS.. AMAZING!" He throws his hands up in cheer. "I HAVENT HAD A CHALLENGE THAT GOOD IN AGES!" + +He slowly stands up, pulling off his gauntlets, and hands them to your group. "You've earned my Nova Knuckles, AND my respect!" He turns to the people watching before continuing, "GIVE IT UP FOR THE KINGS OF KIIIIINGS!!!" Applause erupts from the audience for several seconds, before Zahir squeals and points out he loves this song, inviting you to dance with him. + +The party goes on all night and clear into the next morning, and right as the sun comes up in the sky, people pour out. Some are laughing and heading for the gate, some for the beach to sleep in the cool morning sun, and some for the snack shacks. + +Zahir floats down and gives all three of you a happy hug. "I'm so glad you all came back! You made it really special, you know that? Come back anytime!" + +-----=====-----=====----- + +Upon returning to the GREEN domain, you hear tons of yelling and see something large and green flying in the sky in circles. + +*IF THEY GO SEE VILLI* +Villi is watching the whole thing from a pair of binoculars with a slight smirk. When she hears you coming, she lowers the binoculars. "Oh hey, you again. Came back to see the boss man again?" + +*IF ASK ABOUT COMMOTION* +She will laugh a bit. "Yeah it looks like target practice took a weird turn today, all the kids are taking shots at Corentin." She hands you the binoculars and you can see clear as day that Corentin is flying in circles, being shot at by practice arrows in rapid succession. + +*IF HAS REGALIA* +She will be taken aback a little, but immediately loan you some new horses. "You should probably go over there sooner rather than later." + +When you arrive at the tree house and put away the horses, you will see a group of adults all watching behind their own sets of binoculars while their children (you assume) all take toy arrows and shoot up at Corentin. All the kids are laughing and having a fun time, the parents are enjoying themselves, and you'd assume Corentin is making a day of it as well. + +Suddenly a teenage boy in an indigo hoodie stands up and waves his arms around. "Aaand time!" All the kids stop firing their arrows, giggling amongst themselves as Corentin slowly swoops down and lands between them, smiling softly. He looks different this time ina much fancier getup, wearing deep green leather. His torso has a triangular draped piece of leather with a longer drapery of it beneath it extending below his waist (if he had one) and strapped around the backside, with some layered pointed shoulder coverings as well. His arms are only covered in a pair deep green bracers, etched with Aztec symbols surrounding a centered piece resembling a serpent with bird wings. The armor also appears to be perfectly cut around his back, a simple support strap running down between his shoulder blades to allow full movement to his wings and clear access to his quiver. + +"You all did well at aiming at an overhead moving target." He holds out a hand full of multicolored suction cup arrows, which makes ALL the kids cheer and high five each other happily. Corentin turns to see your group, then returns to the children. "I'm afraid that is all the time we have for practice today, I have an appointment I really should get to. Plus I do believe it is time to return to class?" The children all pout and grumble, slowly shuffling over to their parents as they head toward the gate as a sparse group. Corentin will slither his way over to your group, waving at the children on his way over. "So... to what do I owe the pleasure?" + +*IF THEY ASK* +"The elementary school discussed a field trip to my domain, if you'll pardon the pun, and they were becoming a bit bored... I offered them some activity to pass the time." + +*IF RETURN REGALIA* +He will graciously take back the bow, smiling a little at the sight of it. "I thank you for returning my Zeph Arcus, Kings of Kings... truth be told, if it were my decision, I would declare such a quest as more than proof enough that you are deserving of such a reward, but the rules dictate you must acquire it through competition. If that is your goal, then we may do so now, if you like." + +*IF YES* +"Then let us move away from the horses. We do not want to startle them afterall." He will suddenly spread his wings and take a quick liftoff to a far more dense grassy area several yards away before turning back to your group. "I believe you know how these kinds of events are started." + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +*IF THEY LOSE* +Corentin will pant raggedly, his scales glistening with sweat in the sunlight as he puts his reclaimed bow upon his back. "Kings of Kings, you have put up a valiant fight, and I applaud your efforts. I know full well that I am not your traditional enemy and it complicated your attempt to earn my Regalia. But take it to heart that, your potential has nowhere to go but up. When you are ready to try again, you need only to seek me out. I will be waiting." He will simply slither past you back to his treehouse, disappearing from sight by the taller grass. + +*IF THEY WIN* +Corentin will suddenly slump over, using the bow itself to keep himself upright as he groans in pain from all the hits he took. "A magnificent show, Kings of Kings... you have more than earned my Zeph Arcus for such a display of power." He will slither closer and place the bow in the hands of anyone whom accepts it. + +"Now, if you will... excuse me..." He will slowly slither his way over to the tallest part of the grass, easily three feet high, and simply spreads his arms wide before flopping back into it. "Mm... the grass in this domain is as comfortable as any bed I've ever rested in..." + +-----=====-----=====----- + +Upon returning to the BLUE domain, everything seems about the same as before. Same shops at the south, same boats docked on the east, same diver rentals on the west, and same fishermen on the north. But this time, when the people see you, they all slowly stop to look you over, recognizing you after maybe two seconds, and all start to smile. And it's more than a little concerning. + +*IF ANYONE SAYS ANYTHING* +You hear someone in the background start saying "DOR RIN! DOR RIN!" And slowly more people join in on the chanting, only taking about a minute before the entire island is chanting his name. And in the distance, you see a very familiar tall figure approaching you from the distance. It is indeed Dorrin, marching across the dock like a champion, harpoon carried across his shoulder, but he looks a little different. + +This time, his body is SIGNIFICANTLY better filled out, turning into the walking hulk of muscle you KNOW a shark to look like. And it's barely being contained under a double breasted deep blue suit, complimented with a red pocket square to match the red tie against his bright white dress shirt, and a matching fedora with a red hat band. + +Everyone IMMEDIATELY makes way for him to approach your group, the chanting slowly dying down as he looks down over you all with a look of stoic judgment in his eyes. "I owe you something, something I should've given you when you first came here... My name is Dorrin Dodici. And I welcome you to my domain, Kings of Kings." He extends his free hand down, palm open and turned to the side. He has extended a gentlemanly handshake. + +The second someone shakes his hands, everyone there starts cheering their hearts out. Dorrin will nod and ofer to shake EACH of your hands one at a time, before taking his harpoon and slamming it butt first into the pier, the noise getting everyone's attention. "I assume you have come to challenge me for my Regalia, correct?" + +*IF THEY CONFIRM* +"Then let today be the day that the Kings of Kings challenge Dorrin Dodici, and may the tides of victory be ever in your favor!" Everyone starts cheering again, but this time, he raises a hand to silence everyone. "BUT FIRST! I still owe you a debt of gratitude for aiding in my search for my daughter, so before our fight, please join us in a meal of the finest seafood our Domain has to offer!" + +*IF THEY AGREE* +Everyone cheers louder than before, the entire south side of the Domain suddenly in a frenzy. In a matter of moments, a long table and several chairs have been produced, white tablecloth and everything, as well as plates and silverware, even glasses of wine are being poured for everyone. (NOTICE ROLL) You start to hear sizzling and smell the distinct scent of fish cooking, the entire east and west piers full of people grilling a different type of fish for anyone's selective appetite. From groupers to flounders, from tuna to trout, the entire wharf is engulfed in the biggest fish grill imaginable. And Dorrin is ordering one of everything. + +After everyone has had their fill, Dorrin approaches your group, looking visually no different despite eating twice as much as your whole group combined. He grips spear with intent and slams the flat end on the ground, getting everyone's attention. "Our stomachs are full, our spirits are high! The time for upcoming battle is NIGH!" Everyone backs away and cheers them on as the table and chairs are suddenly pulled away, an appropriately sized fighting space appearing on the dock. Dorrin removes his coat, takes his fighting position, spear gripped in both hands, and declares, "After you!" + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +*IF THEY LOSE* +Dorrin stands tall, battered and bruised with his finest suit in shreds, but gripping his harpoon tightly to keep himself steady and upright. "You all fought valiantly. Learn from this experience, grow stronger from it, and fight me again. Whenever you feel you are ready." He will walk away, using the harpoon as a support cane. + +*IF THEY WIN* +Dorrin sits on his knees, panting hard, both hands gripping his harpoon tightly to keep himself upright. "You are all little monsters, you know that?" He slowly climbs up to his two feet, almost falling over. "And I know a thing or two about raising a little Hellian." He cracks his neck in both directions, wiping blood from his mouth. "I fully admit and acknowledge my defeat. You have earned the Tide Turner." He turns the spear around and jams the sharp tip into the ground, leaving it embedded and free standing in the wood of the dock. + +He tries to take a step and stumbles a bit, the people from the audience suddenly rushing to help lift him up, needing about eight to do so. Gallon steps forth, holding out a bottle of wine to him. "Yer Daughter'd be proud of ye, Dorrin." You could swear you saw Dorrin smile a bit as he grabbed the bottle, drinking the whole thing down in a solid second. You watch the two walk away, Gallon spouting fisherman-isms the whole way, followed by a good dozen other people fascinated by the conversation. + +-----=====-----=====----- + +THERE IS NO REASON TO RETURN TO THE PURPLE DOMAIN, SO INSTEAD THIS WILL BE WHEN THEY CHALLENGE AKARUI FOR THE PURPLE REGALIA + +Upon entering the office, Akarui will be furiously scribbling down some information on a series of papers, barely even looking in your direction. It takes a few moments, but he eventually stops, and you could almost swear you see steam rolling off the tip of his pen. He sighs and flops back in his chair a bit. "I'm very sorry Kings of Kings, I am quite literally buried under paperwork. New project budgeting, noise complaints, property damage repair orders, I have alot to do. I'm afraid I don't have alot of time to talk, but I will gladly take a minute to speak with you. What can I do for you today?" + +*MENTION REGALIA* +His eyes will suddenly widen, before reaching to his intercom button. "Nash? Please hold all my calls, paperwork, and meetings until further notice. Something urgent just came up." He them shuts off the intercom, leaning forward on the desk. "So... you are after HIS Regalia, I see. I could not have asked for a better opportunity for this." + +He will open his drawer, pulling out a metal cross in gold and purple, and place it on the desk. "Several years ago when I first arrived here, I fancied myself a Regalia hunter as well. I tried my hand at playing by their rules, thought I would see about beating all the Domain Masters one by one with my team. Sadly my first victory was my only victory." + +He will pick up the Regalia and hang it from his neck, the Regalia glowing softly and his eyes emanating a faint violet glow. "I found out how difficult these treasures were to earn. Arledge may be a pacifist by nature, but he's also a surprisingly adept fighter. I fought as hard as I could, but it essentially turned into an endurance match. It took me AN HOUR OF COMBAT to finally defeat him, and even then, only barely." + +He walked over to your group, sitting on top of the desk to meet you more at eye level. "When he handed me the Regalia, he said he was happy he was the first I fought, because the rest will be far worse. And he was very much right. Every Domain I tried for after that one, I lost. These Domain Masters are MONSTERS." The look in his eye changes to ferocity. "But I also learned that someday, someone would want to take this from ME. And I have been training for that day, every day, to guarantee I can be JUST as monstrous as them, especially for the sake of something this important." + +"Kings of Kings, I will accept your challenge for this Regalia. Meet me in the Sports Zone in one hour, at the Combat Arena. I need to gather my supplies and prepare for what I can only assume to be war." He thinks for a moment before continuing, "Plus it... could be an interesting way to boost morale among the people, maybe get your faces out there." He walks toward the door and holds it open. "I promise you will not be disappointed." As you leave, the door will slowly and quietly close. + +----- + +The Sports Zone is almost completely empty at this moment, the only people on the particular arenas being the maintainers keeping them clean. King Akarui will be standing in the very back, in the middle of a fairly large stone square, fifty feet across if not more. And he is dressed for WAR, now wearing high quality (if not a bit old fashioned) military garb. All black, just as a scout is supposed to wear. The second he sees you, he tugs down his black gloves and straps them on tightly. + +"Kings of Kings! I hope you brought your A Game today, because I know I brought mine!" Just as he says this, at least a hundred people suddenly start pouring in from all corners, surrounding the arena and cheering for their amazing King Akarui to win in what they hope is a landslide victory. Which is made even more apparent by the purple and yellow banners, signs, and cardboard cutout faces on sticks being swung around. And every second that ticks by, more and more are showing up to join them. + +Akarui appears surprised. "This is... a bit more than I was expecting, but I'm certainly not complaining." He turns to the audience and switched to a more 'entertainer' style of speaking.. "The bigger audience we have, the more people get to see the most spectacular show in Diadem's history, AM I RIGHT?!" And everyone responds with an ABSURD amount of cheering. + +Nash runs on stage, microphone in hand, and speaks through a pair of large speakers projecting from BEHIND the growing audience. "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! Today is a once in a lifetime kind of show! Our King Akarui is going to be challenged byt the scrappy newcomers, the Kings of Kings!" Everyone starts cheering again, but this time, there is actually a small group of people chanting on YOUR side of the audience, rooting for YOU to win. + +Akarui smiles a bit wider. "I was so hoping you would have at least SOME adoring fans that weren't that spider friend of yours. It makes it so much more fun when we both have a favored audience, doesn't it?" He laughs uproariously, already enjoying himself, before clearing his throat. He reaches up and grabs his Regalia, looking to your group and raising an arm, causing Nash to literally dive out of the arena in a hurry. "I CHALLENGE THEE!" + +The magical golden circle will appear from his feet (as well as anyone else's with a Regalia in hand), circling the group and lightly glowing purple. "The challenge is a fight, your entire group against me! If I take all of you down, I Win! And if you cause me to kneel, you win!" The circle solidifies in gold and reaches is full physical range, signifying the stage is set. He will bend down a bit, right legs forward and arm-wings expanded, taking a swift style battle stance. "May the best Regalia Hunters win!" + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +Akarui will (stand if win, kneel if lose) before your group, panting heavily, wiping the blood from his beak. "Well... I guess that means I (win/lose)." The magic circle will dissipate, and the entire audience will rush in to congratulate the victor. + +But before anyone can reach them, the Thunder Force will step in and force everyone back to a safe distance. Jensen with her rifle, Valeos with his twin swords, and Harken cracking his knucles will all be at the forefront, backs facing your group as they keep the crowd back. Akarui will stare at them all in confusion. "Thunder Force? I don't recall asking for any protection." + +All three will turn their heads to him with a smile, and Harken will respond, "Actually your highness, we are not here for you this time." + +From behind them, someone will step in from seemingly nowhere and place his hands on two of your group's shoulders, casting a healing spell large enough to get everyone in the arena back on their feet in moments. + +Akarui is a bit stunned. "Arledge?! What are you doing here?!" + +Arledge just grins a bit. "Now come on, ya'll know th' gossip in this town spreads like wildfire, and I ain't about to miss a fight over my own Regalia! Specially when a certain someone did such a good job keepin'it safe fer me all this time!" + +----- + +*IF THE PLAYERS LOST* +King Akarui will walk over to their group, and extend a hand toward them. "All of you fought valiantly and bravely, and you gave that fight everything you had to offer. I thank you, not for just showing us what you can do, but for reminding me of the kind of person I was before I was a king. I haven't had this much fun in YEARS!" Akarui laughs a little, sighing before wiping. atear from his eye. "We will definitely have to do this again sometime, especially if you plan to collect all twelve. But for now... I have alot of paperwork to get back to." + +*IF THE PLAYERS WON* +King Akarui will walk over to their group, and slowly remove the Regalia from around his neck, extending it in his wings. "I have safeguarded this treasure, what I consider to be one of the lost important relics I have ever owned, for twenty-five years. And now, as your King, I proudly present it to you Kings of Kings to continue it in my place." He hands it to whomever accepts it, and turns away. "Now as much as it begrudge me to acknowledge it... I do have my duties to return to." + +----- + +Arledge will suddenly step in front of him, placing a hand on top of his head. "Now hang on ya'll, I know fer a fact yer prob'ly STARVIN' after all that fun! What say you an' yers come back to my place fer some food, eh? Ya'll know I can grill up a meeeaaan tofu burger!" + +Akarui sighs a little in defeat. "Do I get a choice in the matter?" + +Arledge grins cheekily. "Nope!" + +Akarui retorts. "Then it's a date!" + +Both of them burst out laughing as they walk off, leaving the audience to disperse themselves at the "suggestion" of the Thunder Force. Arledge and karui will offer your group to come with if they like, as there will be more than enough food for everyone. + +*IF THEY ACCEPT* +You are all escorted back to the Violet domain, but this time, the ranch with the carts is suddenly filled with picnic tables, grills, and plenty of friendly farmhands all hefting various amounts of food around. The rest of the (time period) is filled with fantastic cooked foods, laughter from all sides, and a surprisingly positive atmosphere despite the circumstances where you literally just beat the snot out of the King of Diadem. + +-----=====-----=====----- + +Upon returning to the PINK domain, you will see things have definitely changed. Where there was once a well crafted runway for the fashion show, there is now a professionally crafted boxing ring approximately 50 feet across, and several rows of chairs surrounding it on all sides. And a large portion of those chairs are filled with people, all excitedly chattering about the upcoming fight. + +There are even concession stands selling popcorn, drinks, hot dogs, burgers, and every kind of snack food you can imagine, all ran and sponsored by the Diadem restaurants. And the lines forming from them are surprisingly short, but you can immediately see why when the people only wait about 30 seconds before their food is done. + +"Welcome back, Kings of Kings." You see Caelum standing at a podium with a stepping stool, meeting you at eye level easily, but this time with his hood up. "Miranda is in the craft room, preparing her outfit for the night. Just go around the back of the audience and it should be the second door on the left." + +Once you reach the craft room, you see the door is partly open. Inside is indeed Miranda, as well as about ten different spools of thread hanging about in the air, as well as several patches of fabric, all faintly glowing pink. Miranda, on the other hand, is standing in the middle of it all, wearing a black denim crafting apron, but not much else underneath. She waves her hand and fingers around, causing the pieces to come together and the threads to weave between them, creating a brand new top right before your eyes in a manner of moments. + +She sees you peeking into the room, and smiles. "You can come in if you like, I promise not to bite~ This time~" She laughs a sultry laugh and puts the remaining pieces on a nearby table, folding the top and placing it on a clothing rack with an identical set of boots and pants. + +"I certainly hope you're all ready for this, we have quite an audience out there~ I made sure this would be an event for the ages, afterall~" + +*IF YES* Caelum will step inside and shut the door behind him, walking up to Miranda, whom will happily ruffle his hair with her hand. "I assume it's time?" He will squirm and make cute huffy little noises before nodding. "Yes Mom." + +"Then lead our guests outside and introduce them first. I only need a minute to change." Caelum nods again and leads your group outside, and in only these few minutes, almost all the seats have completely filled. You see tons of people you recognize, including King Akarui, several members of the Thunder Force, and even Striker. Although HE just seems to be taking bets and exchanging tickets. + +Caelum walks out onto the stage, microphone in hand and hoodie pulled back. "Ahem... LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, I GIVE YOU TODAY'S MAIN EVENT, A REGALIA BATTLE BETWEEN MADAM MIRANDA AND THE KINGS OF KIIIIINGS!" The audience immediately starts roaring with applause. "FIRST, WE WILL INTRODUCE OUR CHALLENGERS!" + +He will then give a slightly corny introduction for anyone participating in this event, and let each one step up on the arena one behind the other. Once everyone is introduced, he will guide them to a far corner to make room. "AND NOW FOR THE CHAMPION YOU HAVE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR! THE FASIONISTA QUEEN OF DIADEM, THE STELLAR MAGE AND MISTRESS OF THE SATELLITE DOMAIN, MADA MIRANDA BAARAH!!!" + +From the distant corner of the room, aspotlight shines down and an explosion of bright pink smoke and confetti erupts. Once it slowly ebbs away, Miranda stands proudly in a VERY tight black leather outfit comprised of a halter top that BARELY contains her generous chest, complimented with black pants whose length is obscured by the brown leg fluff of her knee length boots, ending in three inch black stilettos. Her lips and nails are painted black, her neck carries a thin black collar, her forearms are covered by black bracers trimmed in brown fur, and her hip carries a whip on a buckle holster. + +The second she is revealed, everyone starts losing their goddman minds. The men are hooting and hollering, the women are fawning over her beauty. Even King Akarui is reaching out toward her with a photo and a marker, begging for an autograph, which she gladly signs AND punctuates with a lipstick stained kiss. + +She finally approaches the arena and steps up, bending down VERY slowly ad she steps between the ropes, knowing EXACTLY what she is doing to the audience. Once she finally stands back up, Caelum will hand off the mic to her and pull up his hoodie, trotting off the stage, as she speaks to the audience. "Thank you all for coming out! I know it's a rare occasion to see me fight, so I wanted this one to be as special as possible!" + +Everyone cheers in excitement as she steps toward your group for a moment. "I'm ready to start whenever you are, Kings of Kings! Let's give these people a show they will never forget!" + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +*IF THEY LOSE* +Miranda will proudly raise an arm in the air as the audience cheers their hearts out that their idol has rightly (in their eyes) won the fight, and will step forward, her outfit tattered in several places. "Kings of Kings, I thank you for giving this fight everything you had! This was a fantastic event, and even though you did not win, you impressed each and every one of these people who came out tonight!" And just to prove the point, everyone starts cheering hysterically again. + +"I extend an open invitation to you and your group to challenge me again! Any day, any time, name it and we can do this all over again!" The idea of another chance to watch this kind of spectacle excites the audience all over again, as she simply hands the microphone to Caelum and steps off, doing her whole walk up routine in reverse. + +*IF THEY WIN* +Miranda will fall back onto the stage and lie there, arms over her head and wings sprawled beneath her. The entire audience goes completely silent, many people staring in sheer disbelief, eyes wide and jaws hanging. Caelum will run out and give her a concerned look, but will do his job and count slowly from one to ten, but she does not get up. Caelum looks out to the audience and states as loudly as he can into the mic, "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION, THE KINGS OF KIIIIINGS!!!" + +It takes a moment before the disbelief wears off, but everyone starts screaming and applauding, and you can hear comments in the audience of that being a fantastic show and they were insanely impressed. Miranda sits up slowly with Caelum's help, and she spits out a gob of blood to the side, but smiles wide at your group. "Well done, Kings of Kings. You brought everything you had and it paid off magnificently. You have more than earned my Regalia, the Star Scourge. Take it with my blessing!" She extends an arm with the whip she used in battle toward your group. + +After you take it, she stands up with Caelum's aid and grabs the microphone. "Thank you everyone for coming out and making this show just as special to me as I hope it was for you! Drive Safely and Good Night!!!" She drops the mic on the stage and shakily walks away with Caelum's help, leaving you all to your adoring audience, all of whom now want your autographs and to interview you. + +-----=====-----=====----- + +Upon returning to the WHITE domain, you see dozens of snowballs whizzing by in every direction imaginable, screaming ringing out from every corner, and children lying in the snow, round lumps of snow clinging to their outfits. You didn't just enter a snowball fight, you entered an active snow war zone. + +(NOTICE ROLL) You see a flurry of shots head your way from the sky, but before they land, they are suddenly blocked by a familiar looking husky body jumping in the way. Exile will flop into the snow on his back, staring up at the wintery sky. "Ough.. did anyone get number of that snowplow?" + +He will sit upright, his original heavy winter outfit replaced with a form fitting silver one, clearly better designed for moving around. He will shake his head rapidly and raise his arm, before yelling "I am out!" He will stand up and sigh, head hanging. "And I lasted so long too... oh well, there is always being the next of time. Come, let us get to shelter." + +He guides your group to a nearby snow wall, partly dug into the ground like a dugout and lined with blankets so the packed snow and ice doesn't melt OR make anyone's butt cold. Hot chocolate is being made at a nearby campfire for everyone to drink, and despite what looked like a kid friendly active war zone, noone seems too hurt or upset at getting taken out. + +*WHAT IS GOING ON* +Ouja, the snow fox from the cabin, steps forth with a fresh tray of hot cocoa for anyone that wants it. "Oh hey, the Kings of Kings are here! This could make things more fun!" He sets his tray down once everyone has taken a cup, making sure to save one for himself. + +"So the short version is, the kids wanted to do a snowball fight and invited Whitaker & his girlfriend to join in, and they were told they could use their magic powers as long as they kept it to safe stuff. Problem is, it's the two of them against the children, and 30 vs 2 is a bit uneven." + +He takes a sip from his cocoa, his ears perking, before he continues. "Sounds like they're making their final push." + +*IF THEY LOOK* +The last six children are all looking around with snowballs in hand ready to go, all standing back to back in a circle. All of them are looking around for their target, giggling playfully like they have the greatest strategy of all time. + +(NOTICE ROLL) You spot something moving in the snow, a faint line of black moving around the base of a nearby tree. You also notice the branch, which is covered in snow, is slowly lowering itself to the ground, and you spot a familiar pair of beady little eyes. + +Before the children can react, five snowballs fly through the air at perfect arcs and smash right into the top of their heads, each one flopping over in a giggle fit. The last one, a finch boy, just looks around seeing he is the last one, before frantically throwing snowballs in random directions and making more. But at some point, he accidentally throws one so hard in the air that he stumbles and flops into the snow, that same snowball falling and smacking him in the back of the head. + +The weight on the branch disappears as Whitaker finally reappears in front of the last little boy, kneeling down in front of him and simply touching a snowball to his head. You hear a soft sigh from beside you, and Morana steps forward, sipping on her own cocoa. "Guess the snowball fight is over, for today." She just smiles and takes her slow sip, watching the children pick themselves up and run to Whitaker, pointing out how he is so cool and fast and awesome, which causes him to nervously scratch the back of his head. + +*IF THEY APPROACH* +His ears will flick a bit, hearing you coming and immediately stepping in front of the children, long before he sees your group approach. His outfit is VERY much different and way more form fitting, consisting of a tight white vest with a ring of black around the midriff & a matching black choker, white jean shorts with a black belt, long white boots with fur along the upper part between the ankle & knee, and white arm warmers. He even has what looks like a backpack composed of white feathers, likely a snow owl pattern. + +*PRESENT REGALIA* +He will flinch initially, but upon recognizing his Regalia, he will reach out slowly and take it back, slowly putting it to his chest as he stares up at you all, clearing his throat softly. "Th-thank you.. Kings of Kings.." His voice is soft and a little high pitched, but you can hear every word. + +Morana will step out from behind your group, turning to the kids. "Sorry kiddos, it's time to go home, the adults have things to talk about." Every child goes "aaawww" at the same time, but they all hug Whitaker's legs happily before trotting off through the snow, leaving your group with these two. Morana smiles and steps behind Whitaker, rubbing his hair playfully with one hand. "Thank you for returning his Regalia, Kings of Kings. I think I speak for both of us when I say we owe you a significant debt. Is there anything we can do to return the favor?" + +*ASK ABOUT REGALIA/DM* +Whitaker's eyes will flare open, staring at you in fear at the possibility of having to actually fight someone. Morana will step out from behind him and walk between him & your group. smiling wide. "Well I think that is more than fair honestly, that's why you came here in the first place afterall. What do you think, Whi--" She will pause, realizing he is gone again, a pile of snow left in his place. "..I should have seen that one coming." + +She will turn to your group, grinning a bit. "You know.. catching that little ninja of mine would be quite a CHALLENGE, if you catch my drift..~" She gives your group a playful wink, before turning and scanning the area. She eventually settles on a spot and launches an ice spike at a tree, causing him to fall out of it all over again into the soft snow. She looks back to your group and nudges toward him as she runs to get behind him. + +*IF THEY FOLLOW ALONG* +Once everyone is in position, she will walk up to Whitaker and pick him up from behind, setting him on his two feet. "Sweetie, I know you're scared, but this is part of your responsibility as the Domain Master. Now go and do your absolute best." She will look to your group and nod, kissing the top of his head and jumping far out of the way. + +*IF CHALLENGE IS MADE* +Whitaker will frantically look around, realizing she is gone, gripping his weapon tightly. And he will sudddenly remember he HAS it, pull it out of its sheath a few inches, staring at his reflection in the blade for a moment as his eyes faintly light up white, before looking at your group and clanking the blade back into the scabbard, a flurry of snowflakes suddenly blasting outward in all directions. "Okay.. I'm ready." + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +*IF THEY LOSE* + +Panting tiredly, legs shaking, Whitaker will sheath his sword and flop onto his knees in the snow, looking around the area. Morana will step in behind him and just pick him up like he weighs nothing, carrying him bridal style, much to his blushing surprise. She will literally walk him over to your group and set him down with a playful smile. "Go on dear, tell them.." + +He will bashfully nod a bit and turn to your group, clinging to Morana tightly. "Th-that was.. I-I mean um.. mnh.." Getting frustrated with himself, he will force himself to take a calming breath and actually talk to you with his full volume voice. "Thank you for being n-nice to me and bringing back my Regalia and if you want to try again sometime you can!" Morana will just grin down at him and nod as she walks away, still carrying him all the way back to their home. + +*IF THEY WIN* +Whitaker will crumple into the snow, his blade jammed straight down into the powder. Exhausted, battered and bruised, he will lie in the snow and stare into the sky, smiling a little. Morana will walk over him and stare down at him with a Cheshire grin. "Well? Did you have fun?" + +Whitaker will sit upright after a moment, nodding a bit. "I-I did.. it was scary and tough, but.. it was alot of fun.." He will slowly get to his feet, wobbling a bit as he does. Morana will reach down to help him up, but for once, he will hold up a hand and stop her, much to her surprise. He will slowly walk over, pick up his weapon, clean it on his vest, and slide it into the scabbard on the back of his waist. + +He will them hobble to your group, taking the weapon off his waist entirely, and plant it into the snow, scabbard first. "I-I don't wanna let this go, but.. I feel better knowing its in.. ya know.. YOUR hands than stolen, so.. take the Mokha Verglas..~" He lets go of the weapon with both hands at the same time, slowly standing back up and walking over to Morana slowly. She has been watching quietly the whole time and is absolutely delighted in this change in him. + +Morana will reach out and take his hand in hers, Whitaker smiling up at her, then your group as they turn to leave. "I think I speak for both of us when I say, you are welcome back anytime~" He will nod happily and wave at your group with his free hand, both of them walking toward the house together, before Whitaker trips on a thick pile of snow and flops over, pulling them both down. And they will both laugh uproariously all the way back to the house. + +-----=====-----=====----- + +Upon returning to the SILVER domain, things look exactly the same, but the air is strangely low on the smell of ozone for once. The doors to the Thunder Force main office open, and Second Commander Valeos approaches with a smile. "I was waiting for you to arrive. I heard about your upcoming challenge match against Fulmo, and we are ALL very excited to see it." Several more Thunder Force operatives step out behind him, all applauding your group, and several with bags of popcorn. Even the criminals behind the fence of the prison are all lining up, hooting and hollering excitedly to see some legit action for (what is likely) the first time in a long time. + +The sky suddenly starts turning dark, storm clouds forming overhead and bits of discharge forming inside of them. You hear many thunderous booms from within, before a bolt of lightning suddenly descends into a nearby empty space, scorching the ground immediately. As the bolt disappears, you see Fulmo standing proudly, his high-collar shirt a magnificent silver, nicely contrasting against the black denim longcoat and black cargo pants. His boots are a polished silver, and his sunglasses wrap around his face perfectly, but do little to hide the charged blue eyes behind them. + +Everyone turns to stare at him in stunned silence, clearly signifying NOONE has seen him looking like this before. He approaches your group, his tail discharging small amounts of electricity as he passes by. "Kings of Kings, let it be known that I do not normally engage in combat myself. It would not do for the main face of the law to run around fighting criminals himself, afterall. But I know full well my duties as a Domain Master include accepting challenges from Regalia Collectors. and appreciate your understanding." + +The inmates suddenly start hooting and hollering at your group AND Fulmo, all making comments about which one would be the biggest loser. He suddenly becomes engulfed in electricity and disappears from view, reappearing inside the inmates' fence, directly behind them. "I would advise you pay close attention to this. For if I win, then my status as Lawbringer will be unquestionable. But if I lose, then that means THESE PEOPLE are more powerful than your JAILER." And every single criminal suddenly shuts up right quick. Although you DO hear one in the back mutter 'may the best man win!' + +Fulmo simply leaps over the twelve foot razor wire fence, his legs charged with electricity for a moment as he does so, and lands beside your group. The Thunder Force operatives are trying their hardest to not laugh at that comment from a moment ago, backing away and giving you all space. "Let this battle be the finest these brave men have ever witnessed. After you?" + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +*IF THEY LOSE* +Fulmo will stand proudly, his outfit in practical tatters with both guns aimed directly into the air. Panting heavily with a trail of blood drooling down his lip, he will slide both guns into his holsters on the back of his waist under his coat space, and stumbles a bit from the pain of the action. "Mmf.. Kings of Kings, you are an incredible force. I genuinely believe my victory was nothing short of luck today. I know you will all likely wish to challenge me again sometime, and I openly invite and welcome the opportunity." He will slowly limp away from the battlefield, as the Thunder Force agents all around you cheer him on, helping him back inside the Thunder Force main office as the door shuts behind them. + +*IF THEY WIN* +He will collapse onto his knees, dropping both guns as he falls onto his hands, his sunglasses falling onto the ground to fully reveal his face. He will look up to your group, electricity seeping out from around his eyes like a flow of energy, almost looking... angry? But he will close his eyes and sigh deeply, reopening them as they return to the original cool blue orbs you've seen. "I have no excuse, you have defeated the Lawbringer in combat. And it was a magnificent fight. As per the rules, you have won your prize." He will pick up both guns and hand them to your group. + +He will slowly and painfully stand up, swaying a bit as he does. He will dust off his tattered coat a bit, looking to your group with a smile. "Aim true, Kings of Kings. You have many battles ahead of you, and you will need to make every shot count." He will slowly turn and limp his way to the Thunder Force agents before tripping, Second Commander Valeos catching him. Fulmo will stare at him in surprise, but will not deny the aid, letting him be carried over Valeos' shoulder as the two walk up the stairs together. The other agents follow and applaud both your group AND him, up until the moment the doors shut behind them all. + +-----=====-----=====----- + +Upon returning to the GRAY domain, it appears relatively the same. Graves as far as the eye can see, everything beyond in a graying mist, one solid brick path leading ahead. But you can't help but feel like something is a little different, and you can't quite put your finger on it. + +(INVESTIGATE ROLL) You see the gravestones closest to the front are all dated within the last few days, meaning the ones closest to the path are NEW graves. And as you look through the next row, you see the time between their dates is only about a week apart from the front row. This can only mean the graveyard is expanding from the path you are walking on outward. + +(NOTICE ROLL) As you start walking down the path, YOU hear a male voice singing in the distance, and it's a beautiful song, but a little haunting from a misty graveyard. It's also accompanied by a slow drum beat, but you could've easily missed it + +It takes a few moments, but the others in your group start to hear it too, and you also hear a female voice joining into the harmony, but no instruments aside from an occasional drum beat for pacing. + +(CONTACTS ROLL) You recognize the song as The Wayfaring Stranger, a sad and mournful tune from the 1850s about a soul's journey home. + +When you reach the cathedral, the door is shut, and you NOW hear a third voice, a young boy singing with sounds like a soft Creole accent. Now that you are so close, you can hear the singing is clear as a bell coming from inside. + +*IF THEY OPEN THE DOOR* +The singing stops as soon as you open the door. The inside of the cathedral hasn't changed at all, same pews and stage, although the propped up photo has changed to announce another new person that passed recently. You see Thanatos, in the same dressy clothes as before but this time sporting a dark gray cloak with the hood down, standing in front of a series of elevated steps that would be holding a choir of people, as though he were the conductor. + +On the choir steps is a young boy with very pale blond hair, sporting a deep gray choir gown with indigo piping along the edges as well as an indigo undershirt showing around the chest area. He is accompanied by his little pet lizard, resting atop his head like it was a bed. When he sees your group coming, he looks a little flustered, clearly not expecting company. + +And (WHOEVER HAS THE SIGHT) spot a familiar face behind him, the same red robin woman (Rowena) from the funeral, in a similar garb. She looks tired, and her feathers look a little greyed out, but she seems very happy. + +*BE SURE TO TELL EVERYONE ELSE THAT YOUR CHARACTERS CANNOT SEE HER, AND TO BE SOMEWHAT PASSIVE IF THE ONE WHO CAN SEE HER SAYS SOMETHING* + +Thanatos will step forward with an inviting smile as everyone on stage steps down, taking one of his hands. "Welcome back, Kings of Kings. Apologies, you caught me honoring a last request, a childhood song sung in a passionate harmony." He will step down off the stage and to the side to let the little "choir" walk off, one of them singing passionately on the way out the door. + +"I admit I am not the greatest vocalist, but she looked happy with my best attempt..." He will look to (WHOEVER HAS THE SIGHT) and give them a knowing wink. "I am certain you saw it as well." + +*IF THEY LOOK BACK* +Caelum will be standing in the doorway of the cathedral all by himself, kinda staring out the doorway at nothing in particular, prtting his little lizard on top of its tiny head. + +*IF REGALIA/CHALLENGE* +He will nod solemnly, reaching for his hood slowly. "The nefore we begin, I will introduce myself proper... I am Thanatos Ondogon, the Death Domain Master." He will completely obscure his face under the hood and his body under the cloak, except for his arms which will reach behind him and pull out an old style scythe, three foot blade on a five foot gray pole with a golden wolf skull across the top. + +The pughs in the room begin to tremble and shake, suddenly picking up from the ground and shved to the far wall in a pair of heaps, clearing the entire church for the impending battle. "May the odds be ever in your favor." + +(THE ONE WITH THE SIGHT WILL SEE A DOZEN GRAYSCALE PEOPLE WORKING AT A FEVER PACE TO LIFT AND PUSH THE PUGHS OUT OF THE WAY IN A HURRY) + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +*IF THEY LOSE* +He slams the blade if his scythe into the ground, using the staff to hold himself upright. "It has been some time since I have experienced such a challenge.. you are all indeed worthy fighters. If I could die, I would be satisfied if my last act was to lose to you all in combat." He hobbles past you, hefting the scythe over his shoulder as he heads out the door. "I will await our rematch, my friends." The door will slam shut behind him, leaving you in a room of only silence. + +*IF THEY WIN* +He kneels on the ground, staring at the floor. "Magnificent... an honorable loss, to be sure... you have most definitely earned your prize, Kings of Kings." He grabs his scythe and slams it into the ground, the blade jammed into the pavement and the handle sticking up at an angle. "You have more than earned my Grimm Requiem, take it with my blessing." + +"I shall take my leave and... lick my wounds, as the saying goes... but you are welcome to return anytime you like." He heads toward the doors before turning back to you, smiling a bit. "I was not joking, by the way... Remember this place if you are in need of a venue." He pushes through it and lets it close behind him with a soft click. + +-----=====-----=====----- + +Upon returning to the BLACK domain, there has been a significant change. The trees have regained their color and foliage since the last time you were here. You can now see it in its full splendor as a lush green nighttime forest, sounds and all. And, any creatures that normally inhabit the forest are ALSO back, including several VERY dangerous species of animal and insect. Which you see flying, crawling, and swinging around near immediately. + +However, you ALSO see another change in that there is a FAR more clear cut path through this dense forest, where it appears several trees have been cut down and removed, in the exact same direction of where your encounter with Cassius the Black Fox occurred. + +*IF THEY CONTINUE* +For the most part, the creatures around you (that you know are watching you) seem to leave you alone as you travel down the "beaten path." You will see an occasional bat or snake cross your path going from one part of the forest to the other, but they overall pay you no mind. + +It takes significantly less time this time to make it to the clearing, where you now see a brand new 2-story cabin, complete with open wood windowsills and candles nearby. + +(INVESTIGATE ROLL) The inside of the building looks surprisingly normal. Everything is made of hand carved wood, professionally so. Tables, chairs, couches, shelves, cabinets, stairs & guardrails, counterspaces, baskets, all of it from different colors and varieties of wood. + +*IF THEY ENTER* +The door opens easily enough, but all you can see inside is pitch black nothingness, a complete contrast from the view in the window. + +*ONCE THEY GO INSIDE* +The door slowly closes behind you all, sealing you inside the pitch black space. After only a few moments, you see a small flickering light in the distance, the tiniest of flames, and it is approaching slowly. + +Once you are close enough, it is revealed to be a candle on a candle stand, being held by Striker. And he is dressed VERY much differently than normal, wearing a brown sleeping robe with a matching nightcap. You can also smell the strong aroma of coffee coming from a cup you just noticed was in his other hand. Oh, if it isn't the Kings of Kings, how wonderful to see you again. Your timing is a bit off though, I was just on my way to bed~" + +*DM/REGALIA/CHALLENGE* +"Oh, then your time couldn't be better~ He awoke a short time ago when the sun went down, and he is likely out back working on... something or other. You can go straight through the back door behind me~" He will utter a sinister chuckle before stepping closer. "But I will give you a bit of free advice, tread VERY carefully from here. My master's home is not so kind to tresspassers..~" He will simply walk past your group and extinguish his candle, fading into the darkness. + +(INVESTIGATE ROLL) It takes you a moment of searching, but you eventually find what you believe is the door outside. + +*OPEN THE DOOR* +You find yourselves surrounded by forest once again, but this time feels a bit different. The trees are much closer together out here, some of them mere inches apart, seeming to form walls in a sense. And in this manner, you can sort of see there is a pathway leading through the trees, one straight ahead, one to the left, and one to the right. + +*ALL OF THE PATHEAYS ARE TECHNICALLY CORRECT, AS IT IS ESSENTIALLY A TREE VERSION OF A HEDGE MAZE, BUT AT A RANDOM INTERVAL, EACH PLAYER WILL MAKE A WILL ROLL, AND THE LOWEST ROLLER WILL BE MET BY THEIR TROUBLE MANIFESTED IN A SHADOWY MANNER, UNTIL EVERYONE HAS CONFRONTED THEIRS* + +At the end of the passageway, there is a large wooden door surrounded by trees, the first sign of any kind of change you have seen in the area since you came outside. But the second you see it, you hear an eerie wailing noise in the distance. + +Around the edges of the trees, you see an ever growing blackness slowly spread around the corners. Not the inky blackness from before, but more like animated shadows are slowly creeping your way from the walls and the ground. *You might want to run.* + +Upon reaching the door, the shadows are still approaching slowly, but now you also see a pair of red eyes atop a pitch black creature's body, and they are staring right at all of you. *And you get the distinct feeling this creature is hungry.* + +*ALL PUSH ON THE DOOR TOGETHER* +The door suddenly swings open and your entire party falls into a grassy opening, the door slamming behind you all right before the creature manages to wrap its teeth around you. Looking back, you see you came right back out through the same back door to the cabin you THOUGHT you exited from in the beginning. This time, the trees look normal, spread out in a relatively sparse manner in a circle-like formation in the open yard. + +(NOTICE ROLL) You hear a strange scraping or grinding noise, and upon seeking it out, you see Cassius kneeling in the middle of the grass with a draw knife in hand, slowly whittling down a piece of wood with every scrape. He either isn't aware of your existence, or doesn't seem to care. + +*IF THEY APPROACH* +He continues to work on his piece of wood like you aren't even there, seemingly too focused on whatever project he is working on. Eventually, he will stand up and carry the piece of wood to a nearby pile of carved pieces, and begin work assembling them. + +*WHAT IS HE DOING* +"My hobby." + +*WHY WOODWORKING* +"It... fills the void." + +*WHAT WAS THE CREATURE* +"You have your home defense, I have mine." + +*WHAT WAS THE MAZE* +"The creature likes to play with its food." + +He will finish assembling what looks like a master crafted level throne made entirely of hand carved oak, and suddenly sit upon it, slumping back into it immediately and propping his head up on his fist with the elbow on a chair arm. He finally visually confirms he sees you, his full moon like eyes shining lightly at you. Under the light of the moon, you see he is wearing a rather regal white dress shirt and gray pants, neither of which have any traces of wood shavings anywhere. "State your business." + +*REGALIA* +"You trespass into my home in the dead of night, disturbed the peace I only recently reclaimed, and disturb my work in the process... just to challenge me for my weapon." He will suddenly stand, his shadow stretching out from behind him and enveloping the throne, before causing it to sink into the ground behind him. "I will show you no mercy." + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +*IF THEY LOSE* +He will stand before you, both arms hanging in front of himself loosely, his hand loosely clinging to his blade. "You are... stronger than you appear." + +He will suddenly begin to crack and crunch his body, shoulders straightening and back cracking as he resumes a normal stance. "I had intended to end you all tonight... but... you have piqued my curiosity." + +He will turn away from your group, heading toward the forest. "I will await our rematch." He will then walk into the trees and slowly dissipate into the shadows, making no noise as he does so. + +*IF THEY WIN* +Cassius will suddenly kneel, dropping his weapon at his feet, doubled over in pain. "This... is unexpected..." + +His eyes will suddenly light up bright red, staring you all down. "After the last fight, I intended to remove each of your heads upon your defeat." + +He will pause, his eyes slowly going back to their normal yellow hue. "But... you have bested me. I will honor the rules." + +He will pick up his weapon and pitch it directly at your group, causing it to land between one of your member's feet. "The price to keep this Dusk Kris safe form the Crooked King was a year of endless pain and blind solitude. Do not waste either mine or Striker's efforts." + +(AFTER THEIR RETORT) He will slowly phase into the ground through his own shadow silently, leaving you with your prize. + +*EITHER WAY* +*IF THEY USE THE BACK DOOR* +Upon opening the door, instead of an endless forest, you actually see the inside of a relatively normal log cabin. All the furniture inside is hand carved from different types of wood, there is at least one slow burning candle inside giving everything a soft warm glow, and Striker is dead asleep hanging from his own spiderweb in a corner of the living room ceiling. + +-----=====-----=====----- + +Upon returning to the BROWN domain, everything appears the same at first glance. Same valley, same trees, same lake, same gym. Except the gym is completely empty, and so is the climbing store aside from the Koala running the counter. + +*IF THEY ASK* +He will explain everyone is behind the gym, working up a sweat in the ore mine at the base of the mountain behind the building. He also mentions if they plan to pitch in, he has a deal on helmet, pickaxe, and shredding backpack rentals of 5z each, two of them for 8z, or one of all three for 10z. + +*AT THE MINE* +The mine is surprisingly well framed and built out, the entrance supported and built outward using steel framework, instead of the traditional wood. And this time, the cave you are entering appears decently lit with torches sporadically placed deeper inside. There is also steel railroad tracks leading straight into it, also framed by steel instead of wood, leading right up to the backside of the gym-store building. + +*IN THE MINE* +The caves, while roughly dug out, appear solid and are being reinforced by identical steel framing as outside, aside from the bars being a bit wider. It takes about 10 minutes of walking in weirdly curvy directions, and alot of it slowly going downhill as it does, but you come to a junction of three different pathways, all next to each other. The leftmost one heads up, the middle one heads straight, and the rightmost one heads down. + +(INVESTIGATE ROLL) There are no obvious signs or indicators of what goes where, but the left path looks better lit, the middle path has the set of railroad tracks leading into it, and the right path looks very fresh. + +*IF UP* +As you walk along the somewhat winding uphill path, the lights start to become more sparse, and the whole tunnel starts appearing to light up brighter all on its own. After a few more twists and turns, you spot an upward sloped opening leading to the outside. Stepping out into it, you find yourself about halfway up the mountain you started from. + +(NOTICE ROLL) You spot a path ground into the dirt down the mountain, heading straight downward along the mountainside with a few random twists and turns, but all of them definitely in the same direction. + +(INVESTIGATE ROLL) You realize the groove in the ground is about as wide as the backpack you're carrying, and the back of your backpack had a couple spare strapdown loops wide enough to hold most pairs of shoes. + +*IF MIDDLE* +After about five minutes of walking, +(NOTICE ROLL) You hear metallic scraping and see the tracks themselves rumble, as well as a light coming slowly toward you up ahead. You also hear what sounds like a small train horn. The light on the front is too bright to make out what it is, but it is approaching! + +*IF THEY RUN* +You can outrun... whatever this is, and make it back out to the tunnel junction just as it exits. The light is coming from the front panel of a handcar, currently being pumped by Jekhyra, followed by a few mine cars full of freshly dug ore deposits. She brings the "train" to a stop, hops off, and checks to make sure you are all okay. + +*ASKS ABOUT TLALOC* +She will point out that if he hasn't left, he would be in the right tunnel he and the gym bros just made today. Tlaloc wanted to try and get some exercise in after that whole "golden weapon" incident from the other day. She winces a bit at the thought, but clears her throat and stays calm as she hops back on the handcar and drives off & out the door. + +*IF DOWN* +As you head down, you start to turn & slooowly spiral down into the ground, and you eventually hear metal against metal and metal against rock, no real rhythm for either. After a few minutes, you come to the bottom of the path that opens up into a HUGE dugout cave room, with about ten of the gym bros all hanging around watching while Tlaloc just punches and claws a chunk of solid stone to pieces in front of them. + +Once Tlaloc is done, he starts cheering and yelling toward the bros "ROCK! NO! MORE!" And all of them start to cheer like their favorite team just won a world championship. Which is when they finally notice your group. One of the bros, a muscular Dalmatian with a brown nametag reading BRADY, calls over to Tlaloc to let him know those guys are here to fight him. + +This time, Tlaloc is sporting a light brown toga style garment, modified to fit around his unusual stature by being mostly open on the back, with a deep brown sash accompanied by a gold circle plate on the side, likely holding the whole thing together. It also goes up and around his left shoulder, and the fabric conveniently covers his giant cut. + +When he sees all of you, he immediately throws his arms out to the sides and grabs all of you in the biggest hug he can muster. "FRIENDS!" He laughs like a giddy kid at Christmas time, and you could almost swear you see a smile on his awkward face. + +*IF CHALLENGE* +Tlaloc's eyes will widen with excitement, and he will throw his clawed arms up in the air, yelling CHALLENGE at the top of his lungs, catching the attention of every gym bro in the cave. Everyone in the cave will suddenly stop digging, gather around your group, and start chanting CHAL LENGE like a bunch of frat boys, before ceremoniously picking each of your group and carrying you out of the cave like a moving mosh pit, straight up and out the main entrance. + +They carry your entire group all the way to the main part of the valley near the lake, set you all down, and back away, forming an audience circle with plenty of room all around. Tlaloc is only a few steps behind, and Jekhyra is just behind him, wondering what all the fuss is about. + +Tlaloc will step into the circle, and begin doing actual warmup stretches in front of you, which is when Jekhyra realizes what is about to go down and confronts your group. "Are you insane?! You want to fight against THAT???" At that exact moment, Tlaloc chooses to flex his arms over his head, the muscles bulging under the stony scales that cover his body. + +*IF YES* +Jekhyra will sigh dramatically and cross her arms, shaking her head. "Well then, for your sake, I sure hope you brought your best. Tlaloc isn't your normal fighter. He fights with his head. In every sense of the word." She steps away and joins the audience, staring your group down, arms never uncrossing. + +Tlaloc will finish stretching, before reaching behind himself and pulling out a massive long and narrow rock, slamming it into the ground long ways and revealing it to be attached to what looks like a straight tree limb. He picks it up with one hand, revealing the rock on the end has runes carved into its side, and while you can't make out the words, you inherently realize this is actually a VERY rudimentary Warhammer he is carrying. And he is hefting this thing with one hand onto his shoulder. "READY! FIGHT!" + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +*IF TLALOC WINS* +Tlaloc will raise his arms in triumph over his head, bellowing out in joy as the audience around you all does much the same. Once the circle dissipates, they all rush in and cheer with Tlaloc, but he suddenly steps forward and kneels down with his stubby legs, poking each of your group to see if you are all okay. "FRIENDS? OKAY?" + +After he sees you are all alive, he puts on the best dopey smile he can and pats each of you on the back with a dull thud of those heavy arms, them playfully comments "TRY. AGAIN. ANOTHER. DAY." He will then stand back up, and THEN rejoin his group of gym bros, who all chant their way back to the building, letting the doors shit behind themselves. + +*IF ANYLNE ELSE WINS* +Tlaloc will stand before your group, clearly beaten to a pulp under all that armor, panting heavily. But he doesn't seem upset at all, in fact he seems kinda excited. The same could NOT be said of your audience, whom are staring in horror at their friend in such bad shape. Once the gold circle dissipates, they all charge in toward your group. It is only by a slam of the hammer into the ground that they stop. + +"ME. LOST." He acknowledges the results of the fight, and despite still standing, he knows he can't continue. He lets go of the hammer, flipping it up and over so the handle aims toward your group. "TAKE. CLIFF. BREAKER." He gives a dopey smile, much to the complaint of the gym bros, but he turns to them and shouts as loud as he can, "LOSING! OKAY! THEY! STRONGER!" This makes ALL the gym bros stop, and stare at your group in confusion. You could almost swear their pride was hurt hearing that admission. + +Tlaloc turns away, takes a few steps in a seemingly random direction, and suddenly flops flat on his face with a heavy thud. Before anyone can say or do anything, you hear the most ungodly snoring noise coming from his direction, which immediately causes every gym bro to burst out laughing. They all them proceed to walk over to your group and offer you all shoulders to lean on, and even apologize for how they acted. + +Jekhyra, however, has taken the chance to sit beside Tlaloc and lean against his side, choosing to keep an eye on him instead of joining in on the fun. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/05A - The Mole.txt b/05A - The Mole.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..8d4b71c --- /dev/null +++ b/05A - The Mole.txt @@ -0,0 +1,76 @@ +THIS IS TO BE TOLD ONCE SIX DOMAINS HAVE BEEN VISITED + +The scene opens early one morning with a phone call. (player) answers, and it is Nash. He cheerily asks for your group to come see King Akarui at your earliest convenience, as there is an urgent matter he wishes to speak with you about. + +----- + +Upon arriving, you see a perky Nash flagging you down to his desk. "There is our new town heroes! King Akarui is waiting for you, I just need to buzz you in." He does just that, hitting his intercom button and announcing your arrival. A moment later, you see King Akarui's doors burst open, an angry stout Doberman marching out, followed by a Panther man in Thunder Force attire. + +You recognize Third Commander Harken, but the other one... + +(IF THEY VISITED THE WEAPONS STORE) +THE stout Doberman is Jerras, owner of the Weapons store. + +He quickly turns to Harken, growling lowly. "That son of a bitch tried to lowball me on that deal and you know it..." + +Harken maintains his composure, removing his sunglasses and revealing his deep brown soulful panther eyes, giving Jerras a look of understanding. "Jerras, you have to understand, he is not made of coin. He has only so much to spare for this kind of thing. Not to mention the morality issue--" + +Jerras groans in annoyance, rolling his eyes. "Dont give me that crap Harken, the man wears gold draperies like some... what do they call them out there, Arabian princesses?" He puts his hands around his muzzle and yells muffledly in frustration, then takes a deep breath, sighing a bit. "I refuse to be taken advantage of. This could have been the deal of a lifetime for me. Either way, I owe you one for talking him up to where it landed, so... just... call it a future favor." + +Harken extends his hand toward Jerras with a stern look in his eye. "Friends don't hold debts over each other, you know that. But... you spot me for lunch and we will call it even." Jerras smirks a little and accepts the handshake, getting ready to turn and leave when he spots your group. + +"Hey wait a sec, I recognize you... aren't you the latest batch of newbies turned heroes?" + +*IF THEY CONFIRM* +"Well this day just became better. Name's Jerras, I own the weapons store in the Business District. If you're ever looking for something bigger and better, look me up." He then slips you a business card with black lettering that mirrors everything he just told you, before heading out the door and looking significantly happier. + +Harken steps toward your group. "I understand you have a meeting with the King? I'll be attending alongside you." + +*ASK ABOUT JERRAS* +"He's pissed because he came here to make a deal to outfit the Thunder Force with weapons. Problem is, King Akarui lowballed him when he realized Jerras just resells weapons pawned off to him, sometimes FROM the Thunder Force raids of the Marauders' possessions. I vouched for Jerras to get the profit up enough to make it financially beneficial to him." + +*IF THEY AGREE WITH JERRAS* +"Like I was telling him, the bigger issue was moreso the morality argument King Akarui made. It's one thing to buy an arsenal of weapons fresh from a supplier. It's another to take used ones acquired from Marauders and put them in the hands of the Thunder Force. It's unfortunate, but... it is a legitimate concern." + +"In any case, we have a meeting to attend. Shall we?" Harken will escort you to the meeting this time, holding open the door for all of you, then following you in and pulling it shut. Akarui will be closing the door on a nearby file cabinet, turning to your group with a smile on his beak. "Welcome back, heroes! And thank you for coming to see me so soon." + +*WHAT IS THIS ABOUT* +He will sit behind his desk again, holding up two digits. "Well actually this is a dual purpose meeting. Firstly, I wanted to see how you were all faring so far. Normally after the welcoming in, I would just leave you to your own devices, but unlike the others that came the last few times, you've been more... 'active' in public." + +*AFTER THEIR RETORT* +"Well keep up the good work, I appreciate you dealing with those Marauders so efficiently. And cleanly, according to Harken here. The expense to repairing all their property damage was REALLY starting to hurt, so now our budget is starting to normalize again." + +"Which brings me to our second and, admittedly, more distressing topic. We think there may be a mole in the Thunder Force." + +*AFTER THEY COMMENT* +Harken steps up. "We've noticed some unusual things happening within our organization for some time, long before you arrived. Calls coming in and sending us to the wrong locations, reports having their information fudged, even evidence disappearing entirely from our inventory. It's happening too consistently to be a coincidence." + +Akarui will chime back in. "Which is where your group comes in." + +----- + +IF THEY APPLIED +"I understand you have recently applied to join the Thunder Force. I have your application paperwork in a file on hand, and I'm willing to approve it immediately. But I need to know that, even with the knowledge of a corrupt agent somewhere in this, you are still interested in making a difference." + +*IF THEY HAVENT APPLIED YET* +"The Thunder Force has open tryouts coming up soon to join their ranks. It would be a great disservice of me to not forewarn you of this, provided any of you were interested in applying to join their ranks." + +----- + +*IF THEY WANT TO JOIN STILL* +"I admire your dedication. I will get your paperwork filed as soon as possible and we will likely see you on the field within the week." + +*IF THEY DONT WANT TO JOIN* +"I completely understand. (I will have the paperwork removed from the active personnel file.) Despite this, I hope it will not dissuade you from doing what you've been doing up until now. You don't necessarily NEED to be Thunder Force to fight for what is right, afterall." + +----- + +*EITHER WAY* +"It should also be noted that this information is strictly confidential. Until now, the only ones who knew about the potential mole were myself and Harken. I only included your group because you've proven yourselves invaluable to Diadem. Thank you for your time, heroes. Harken will see you out." Harken will nod and open the door for you, leading you out the front door of the building. + +(NOTICE ROLL) Nash is no longer at his desk, a small sign sitting on it saying "back in an hour" with a picture of a cheeseburger attached. + +Once outside, Harken will turn to your group. "I will see you around, I'm sure." Harken will slide his sunglasses back on, the silver parts of his uniform suddenly glowing lightly with electric energy before he disappears from view, the only remnants being a scorchmark in the ground and the stench of ozone. + +(NOTICE ROLL) +You spot Jerras in the distance, leaning on a nearby shady tree, and he is chatting with Striker of all people very casually, almost like old friends. Jerras hands Striker a bag of coin, then Striker steps out of view. Jerras sighs a little and heads out, mumbling under his breath a bit. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/05B - Meeting The First Face.txt b/05B - Meeting The First Face.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..120f8d5 --- /dev/null +++ b/05B - Meeting The First Face.txt @@ -0,0 +1,262 @@ +THIS IS TO BE TOLD ONCE ALL TWELVE DOMAINS HAVE BEEN VISITED + +----- ----- ----- ----- ----- + +The scene opens early in the morning with a phone call. (Player) answers, and it is Nash. He tells your group King Akarui is requesting you come down to the Town Hall for a special meeting. + +----- + +Upon arrival, Nash will flag your group down to his desk again, still perky as can be. "Right on time! The King will see you now." He grabs a nearby clipboard, guides you to the meeting room, and opens the door for you. + +You see King Akarui and Anais already in the middle of a heated discussion. Nash will turn around and freeze in place, looking like he just saw a ghost. But before he has a chance to go back out the door, Akarui will point at him. + +"You. Wait right there. I'll be with you in a moment." He will visibly gulp and move a little more inward into the room, standing almost militantly at attention, partially hiding behind his clipboard. + +King Akarui will sigh and return to his prior conversation. "Anais, you can't expect people to follow these nitpicky rules. Fence color restrictions, hedge height requirements, heavy volume level regulations... I don't care how many complaints you've received, this is nonsense and I won't enforce it." + +Anais will reply with a whiny tone. "But think of how much it'll beautify the Gated community! It'll be so much more pleasant for the seniors to see, plus you'll get to see a much cleaner and quieter neighborhood!" + +Akarui will just stare at her deadpan in the eyes. "Okay one, the seniors face the opposite way. Two, I practically live HERE. And three, the people who own those properties can do what they want as long as they don't set them on fire. " + +Anais will slam her hands into the desk. "Sir, I respect your authority, but I need you to at least take this seriously. The noise complaints and slow self destruction of these properties are going to drive down the value of the district! We'll start losing money when noone wants to live somewhere so ugly!" + +Akarui will continue to just stare at her. "You've been reading too many of the books about outside property values. The only places to live are the Gated homes, Residential houses, and apartments. We set those values and you know damn well they won't fluctuate." Anais will try to respond, but Akarui will riase a hand. "That being said... I will have the noise complaints investigated and the general condition of the neighborhood therein given a thorough look. We can discuss the rest on another day. Will that suffice?" + +Anais will pause for a moment. "... I suppose. But if I get one more noise complaint--" + +"--I'll be the first to hear about it, yes. Just like the last seven. Now if you'll excuse me, I have business to attend to with our local heroes. Or should I call them... 'Kings of Kings?'" + +She will exit in a huff, and will glare at the entire party on the way out the door, giving an indignant HMPH. She will slam the door behind her, leaving Akarui alone with your group. Akarui sighs in frustration, rubbing the bridge of his beak. "My apologies for that one, she is always in some kind of mood when it comes to the Gated community. Thinks it should be some pristine living community." + +His gaze will immediately turn to Nash. "Now Nash, we've had this conversation before. You know you're supposed to announce anyone coming my way, even if it's just you, specifically for situations like this." You see Nash's ears droop a bit before Akarui continues, "However, your inadvertent interruption gave me the perfect excuse to get out of THAT meeting, so I'm going to let it go. This time." He will smirk a bit before continuing, "Just... don't let it happen again." + +Nash will perk up a bit before heading out the door and closing it behind him with a sigh of relief. You hear a sharp YELP from behind the door, before Akarui grabs your attention. "On to business..." + +----- + +(IF THEY JOINED TF) +"I understand you signed up to be Thunder Force. Allow me to be the first to congratulate you on your acceptance. After all the contributions you and your team have made to this town already, it makes me proud to see you dedicate yourselves to the protection of the people. In fact, Commander Harken and I had a discussion regarding your first assignment." + +(IF THEY HAVE NOT) +"I understand you are technically an unaligned team of 'vigilantes' for lack of a better term, and ordinarily that would be frowned upon legally, but you've proven to the public that you are here to help. The fact you haven't joined the Thunder Force is a curiosity to many, but I'm sure you have your reasons. Either way, I would like to ask you to work with them on a special assignment." + +----- + +"A business in the ESSENTIALS district has requested extra security for an upcoming delivery. There is an important shipment coming in for a special project we need to keep safe." + +"Harken will brief you on the mission at TFHQ." He will reach over and push the intercom button, asking Nash to escort your group out. A minute later, a disheveled Nash opens the door to let you out and walks down the hall with you, fixing his outfit as you all walk, laughing nervously and apologizing the whole way. + +IF THEY ASK WHAT IS WRONG +He stammers some before sighing with frustration. "Anais is very... easy to frustrate. She uh... demanded my assistance in cooling down." + +IF THEY RETORT +"She just kinda... used me as a punching bag. I'll be fine, but I might need to visit the tailor on my way out." His eyes widen and he suddenly hides behind you all as you head out of the lobby, passing by a female postal worker delivering a package and blowing a bubblegum bubble. + +(CONTACTS ROLL) She looks like the same wolf girl that delivered the mail the other day. + +Once he is out of sight range, he will breathe a heavy sigh. "And SHE just scares me." Once you are out by the doors, you see him scurry to his car and take off out of the parking lot. + +AT THUNDER FORCE HEADQUARTERS + +Harken meets your group at the door and guides you directly into his office, locking the door once you go in. "I appreciate you showing up so promptly for this job. Ordinarily I would prefer to leave protection assignments to fully trained officers, but we are a bit shorthanded at the moment. Plus..." + +----- + +*IF THEY ARE TF* +"As you have prominent combat experience before even joining, I felt this would be a suitable assignment for your group." + +*IF THEY ARE NOT* +"The people know you now, and as such, you have earned a modicum of trust on our end. As such, I wish to deputize you for the day regarding an important assignment, if you are interested." + +----- + +"Your assignment will be to go to the Research and Development Lab in the Essentials district. We have a rather large shipment of steel, copper, aluminum, and brass coming in from the Red and Brown domains, for a special construction project. You simply need to guard it until the end of the day to ensure it is kept safe." + +----- + +*IF THEY ACCEPT* +"You are expected to arrive in one hour, work an eight hour shift of hourly building inspections one at a time, and otherwise are to stay inside with the containers until the end of your shift. They will be picked up and transported after. Afterwards, report back to me here. That is your mission for the day. + +*IF THEY ASK ABOUT PAY* +He will reach into his desk and lull out several small bags full of coins. "I had a small budget approved by King Akarui before we set this up, you will be paid the same as any Thunder Force agent starting out. 25z an hour, 8 hours of work, that entitles each of you to 200z, all paid upgront. AND, since you are with us, you are owed access to our special uniform selection. Be sure to pick some up on the way out." + +"Dismissed!" + +*IF THEY PARTAKE* +You are met by TF agent Binx the Cat, whom escorts you to the wardrobe area, with multiple tables full of gear to match all shapes and sizes. + +(IF THEY ASK) They don't really provide armor, since the magic everyone tends to use bypasses it anyways. It more is just a basic uniform. + +- The first table is full of chrome colored bracers and chest covers +- The second table is full of black slacks, boots, and short & long-sleeved shirts +- The third table is full of chrome bottom-half masks, black sunglasses, and folded black & silver long coats + +----- + +AT THE SITE + +A chameleon man in a red dress shirt greets you at the door, his eyes flicking back and forth between all of you, and his nametag reading ELEAZAR. "Oh good good, you made it! Appreciate your time, Officers." + +"Your station is this desk, the fenced in area is your patrol circle, and there is coffee & doughnuts if you are hungry." + +Right on cue, a vehicle suddenly backs in to the facility, and a group of four muscled oxen men unload ten wooden crates, each one emblazoned with a burn mark in the shape of a hand. + +(NOTICE ROLL) You spot Nash with a clipboard on site, scribbling down information with a smile on his face. And he hasn't seemed to notice you. + +*IF THEY APPROACH* +When he sees you, he LITERALLY jumps three feet in the air screaming "OH FUCK" and flops on his back. "Owww..." + +*HELPING HIM UP* +"Jeez, didn't expect YOU guys to be here... wait, are you the security detail for the shipment?" + +*IF THEY CONFIRM* +"AWESOME! This is so perfect! I don't care what anyone says, Akarui is AWESOME!!!" He realizes he is acting a fool and straightens himself out. "Sorry, I uh... may or may not have overheard about that "mole" situation, and since you didn't show up until AFTER that started, I gotta assume it's not you guys." + +*HOW DOES HE KNOW* +He is a little taken aback by the third degree. "Those intercoms we use are kinda junky, so I hear alot of those private meetings without meaning to. Among other things..." He will lean in and whisper to your group, "...Apparently the King is trying to supplement his height with platform shoes..." + +*ASK WHAT HE IS DOING THERE* +"Oh, uh, right... so this is kind of a secret, but you know how we got those hydroelectric generators giving Diadem power, right? Well, my dad was an engineer here. He helped create the hole through the Diadem floor like 20 years ago, and he had a dream we MIGHT be able to use that to escape from this place." + +"But since we are on an island in the middle of the ocean, going out through the hole is a bit of a suicide mission. So, we need a safety vessel. So some scientists and I proposed this idea about two years ago to King Akarui that we could build like... a test submarine and see if it could descend far enough to get out, make it to some nearby boat, and then get some actual help!" + +"And it took some pressuring, but he finally approved it a month ago! Full ride budget and everything! This here is the last of the shipments of raw material we need to make a test sub. We're thinking a fifty man vessel would be enough to get ourselves into the outside world. Can you believe it???" + +"All I gotta do is get this to the secure location, and we can finally finish building it. We might just be making history." + +He looks up to a clock on the wall. "Anyways, we can talk about it later. King Akarui only gave me an hour to come check on stuff. I'll see you guys later!" He pauses and turns around with a cheeky grin. "...or if this works, maybe not?" ;D + +----- + +The shift goes pretty much without issue, and around 5:30pm, you see an all new flatbed truck pull in to the same entrance. This time you see a dozen much more normal sized men approach, each one wearing different degrees of clothing. "We're uh.. we're here for the shipment?" + +(EMPATHY ROLL VS DECEIVE ROLL) +*IF THEY PASS* These guys are not dressed right, are fidgeting like hell, and the one in front can't even look you in the eye properly. + +One of them will suddenly pull out a gun, aiming it right at (Player who beat roll)'s forehead. All eleven of the others will run in, going for the boxes. + +*IF CHALLENGE* +They will hear a familiar voice shout DONT EVEN TRY IT! They will turn to see LUCKY with the chameleon in his arms, a gold dagger against his throat. YOU TAKE ANOTHER STEP, YOUR FRIEND IS DEAD. + +*IF THEY RESIST* +A familiar scent of burning ozone will appear behind (player), a gun pressed against (PLAYER's) back. "Braver than I expected. Unfortunate." + +The rest of the party sees someone new behind you, a man of authority and stature inside of what looks like a modified motorcycle outfit. The shoulders, arms from elbow down, and legs from knee down are layered in thick blue padding ridges, and the rest is standard black, including the elongated motorcycle helmet with the white A emblazoned on the front above the shaded eye visor. + +*IF THAT PLAYER PLAYER RESISTS* +The person will counter, pinning that player to the ground with lightning speed. He will quickly turn to the others and shout "HURRY UP!" + +*IF ANYONE ATTACKS HIM* +He will manage to dodge his way out, but not completely. The attack will catch the front of his helmet, cracking it open to reveal his face for a quick moment. + +(NOTICE ROLL) The inside is dark, but you see dark fur, possibly brown or black, and you see a deep brown eye with a small rounded scar under it. + +He will cover his face quickly, then speed to the truck, the Marauders finished getting the crates inside before taking off in a hurry. (LV2 enemy) carries the chameleon to the truck and takes off, letting him on the ground by the truck at the corner, all ten crates being stolen. + +----- + +THAT EVENING +THUNDER FORCE HEADQUARTERS + +Back at Harken's office, Harken is pacing in front of your group. "This task was supposed to be simple, a guard position of no real strategic import. Instead, tomorrow's headline will read that a hostage situation resulted in the theft of the entire shipment of research and building materials under our watch." He slams one hand into the desk in frustration, rubbing his eyes with the other. + +IF THEY OBJECT +"I know what happened. Fact is, you followed your orders perfectly to a tee, you defended an innocent from harm in a hostage situation, and you proved you value lives over cold hard metal. If it were anyone else, you would have a fucking parade in your honor. But due to these... unfortunate circumstances, the public will choose to ignore those positives. And they will expect some form of punishment for your 'failure.'" + +IF THEY ARE NOT TF +"Worst of all, given you were wearing our uniforms, they will assume you are with us, which doubly complicates the matter." + +"As third commander, I have to take some form of action. Firing you would be too harsh, and a slap on the wrist would be too easy." + +He grabs a handful of papers, quickly scribbles some information down, turns them around, and passes them to your group. "This is a form stating you are being taken off active duty and placed on two weeks paid leave, effective immediately." + +IF THEY INTERRUPT, STATE THE FOLLOWING LOUDLY + +"During this time, all activities you do, including but not limited to potential kidnapping investigations, criminal syndicate altercations, and disruptions due to challenges, cannot and will not be associated directly with the Thunder Force. They will instead be seen as the activities of a group of rogue REGALIA HUNTERS working to save the people of Diadem from their imprisoned fate, no different than those that attempted before." + +"And if, within those fourteen days, you manage to gather them all and free the people, well... I doubt anyone would remember the incidents up until now, and you may even become... heroes again. But THAT is information I, and the Thunder Force, cannot and will not be responsible for OR associated with during your two week paid leave. Is that understood?" He gives you something of a sly smile. + +IF THEY ARE TF +"Now this does mean I will require your badges for the next two weeks." + +He will walk behind you and open the door for you. "You are all dismissed." + +As you leave the Thunder Force office, everyone around you slowly begins to applaud you. The Thunder Force does in fact know what happened, and even if they can't really do anything about it, they are showing their support in whatever way they can. Once you leave the doors, they will slam behind you, leaving you as free agents with a convenient paycheck. + +----- ----- ----- ----- ----- + +You are met with a phone call the next morning. + +*IF THEY ANSWER* +It is a female voice you don't recognize, asking you to come to the Capitol and meet with the King. He has a favor to ask of you, and requests your presence ASAP. Before you get more than two words out, she will hang up. + +Upon arrival, you are greeted by a Parakeet woman sitting at Nash's desk, and she does not look happy. "I assume you to be the Kings of Kings, yes? Please follow me." She marches you quickly through the office area and right to King Akarui's door. No kindness, no nonsense, just professionalism. + +Once inside, you see a concerned Akarui stamping some official looking documents. He pauses for a moment and drops the stamp, looking up to your group. "Kings of Kings, I know this is a bit pedestrian of me to ask of you, but I'd like you to do a wellness check on Nash. When he came in this morning, I let him know the metal for his project was stolen, and... well, he looked like the sound of glass hitting the floor. I gave him the rest of the week off to recuperate, but based on what I saw... I'd love some peace of mind." + +"And as long as you're out there, for the sake of my sanity, could you also ask around and check on the supposed 'noise complaints' coming from that area? Killing two birds with one stone and all that. Plus it might keep Anais out of my office for longer than five minutes." + +*IF THEY ACCEPT* +He hands you a folded document made of a strangely textured light brown paper, with a stamp on the top reading FROM THE DESK OF KING AKARUI. "The guards there are likely to be an issue. This will get you in. Please don't lose it." + +----- + +Upon arriving at the Gated community, you are confronted by a pair of Doberman guards, one brown and one black, but both wearing identical silver Thunder Force like outfits, modified to resemble security outfits. They both see your group coming and the brown one asks in a German accent, "How may ve help you today?" + +*ASKS ABOUT ENTRY* +The black one will chime in. "Sorry, ve vere not informed about any visitors, ve cannot permit entry." +The brown one will respond. "Da, now please vacate ze premises. Danke, nice day." + +*IF PRESENTING PAPER* +The brown one will open it so they can both read over it and start sniffing over it excitedly. The black one will wince a bit and shake his head. "Vell, ze scent matches ze king bird, so zis is legit. Danke for ze papers, you may pass." They manually open the striped bar of wood up and out of the way. + +The brown one will nod. "Please pick up all ze trash you drop und have ein nice visit. Ve vill be expecting you on ze vay out." + +Before you go more than ten feet inside, the black one calls out "VAIT! Ve almost forgot to tell you. Ze Mr. Nash is at ze family home due to renovations!" He waves a slip of paper at you with a different address than the one you were given. + +The brown one adds "Please do not tell anyone else, he has asked us only to tell ze delivery people." + +They both chuckle at each other with big shit eating grins, before the black one responds. "Ja ja, especially ze pretty little wolf girl~" + +They chuckle again before clearing their throats. "Uh but.. given your credentials, I am sure ze Mr. Nash vill understand." + +----- + +The neighborhoods are considerably fewer in numbers per house, but every property has a full acre MINIMUM of land and the houses are minimum TWICE the size of the ones in the Residential district. The lawns are trimmed, the fences are painted, you even see some ornamental bushes in the shapes of animals being maintained by professional landscapers right this very second. But when you reach the property you are looking for, all those homes are put to shame. + +The house is easily three floors, has a colossal front yard, a massive bird bath, perfectly trimmed bushes along the immaculately painted fences, a multiple car garage with Nash's car parked in front of it, and even a chandelier style light hanging from the porch. + +*IF THEY KNOCK* +It takes a few seconds, but you eventually see Nash greet you at the door, and he looks exactly like how King Akarui described. + +His ears that were always perked are slumped against his head, his chipper smile looks like it was manually pulled downward, and you could even swear his fur looks less colorful. But at least his hair looks brushed, sorta. When he sees your group, he actually looks a little perkier. "Oh.. hey guys.. you wanna come in?" + +His home looks almost too immaculate, the cushions on the furniture all look borderline unused, and there is zero dust on anything that you can see. But the lights are on, even if it is just the living room. + +(Notice roll) There are no pictures on the walls either, even though there is clear evidence there used to be. The only real furniture is the roaring fireplace and a couple pillows & large couches in front of it. + +"Sorry about the mess, I uh... kinda just... didn't feel like going upstairs to any of the bedrooms." + +*MENTION KING WAS WORRIED* +"He was.. worried about me? I just thought he didn't wanna deal with me being upset, but.. huh. That makes me feel better knowing he cares." + +*ASK ABOUT HOUSE* +"Well technically it's not MY house, it was my parents'. I inherited it when they died. It's a bit much for me, so I stay at my own place down the street. But I come here once in a while to keep the place clean and... ya know... remember." + +*WHY SO UPSET* +"Well.. my dad was an immigrant here, and when he found out he was trapped, he made it his life's mission to get out. Spent his whole adult life doing that, right until he met my mom. They got together and had me, and between the two of them, they made the first drill to get out of Diadem. + +But during their first actual test, the drill exploded. And they both died. I made it my life's goal to resume his plan, if for no other reason than in his memory. And after the theft, well... the entire project is on hold for a bit until they get a replacement shipment. + +I just... I waited so long, ya know? To get the approval, then when the supplies started coming in, I was so happy, and then finding out they got stolen... It was crushing. I fully planned to work through the pain too, just like before, but... I guess King thought I needed a break instead. And he might've been right." + +*MENTION NOISE COMPLAINTS* +"Ugh... Anais... those noise complaints are my fault. I was having my home renovated, wanted one of those underground car garages put in. I'm afraid my car might get stolen, even in here. That's the other reason I'm over here, thought it'd be a good idea to get away from the noise. They should be done soon." + +*NO MORE QUESTIONS* +"Well listen.. thanks alot for stopping by guys, I honestly feel alot better getting all of that out of my system. You can tell King Akarui I'll be back in tomorrow morning if you want, or I could make it a nice surprise. But for right now, I think I just need to... ya know... sleep this all off." He will stand up and walk you guys to the door, closing it behind you. + +(NOTICE ROLL) Through the nearby window, you can see him slowly shuffle his way back to the pile of pillows and flop into them face first. + +(INVESTIGATE ROLL) +On the way to the gate, you can see a house in the distance vaguely matching the direction Nash pointed out with several stacks of metal sitting in front of the hole. Each one is covered by a fabric tarp of some kind, and the hole in the ground is easily twice as big as the van you've seen. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/05C - The Crooked King.txt b/05C - The Crooked King.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..5a83650 --- /dev/null +++ b/05C - The Crooked King.txt @@ -0,0 +1,151 @@ +THIS IS TO BE TOLD ONCE THEY HAVE EARNED THEIR SIXTH REGALIA + +----- ----- ----- ----- ----- + +For the first time, there will be mail waiting for you. There is a letter addressed "Kings of Kings, 722 (Fave DM last name) Avenue." + +*OPEN IT* +There is a small snippet of a map pointing out a specific location in the Essentials district stating "today, 5pm, burn this" in some scrawl of red ink. + +----- + +AT THE LOCATION +The place indicated on the map turns out to be the local post office, but everything appears to be shutting down for the evening. Workers are starting to pour out in droves, all of them laughing and groaning in varying degrees. The OPEN sign on the front of the building will flip to close right before you show up. + +THE SECOND ANYONE COMPLAINS +An explosion will occur right behind your group. The post office warehouse right across the street from the building is now a pile of rubble, a literal fleet of Marauders pouring out and carrying what looks like wooden shipping crates. + +Out of the smoke comes a new individual, wearing an outfit of mostly black with gold sleeves from the elbows and knees down, and a mid length gold cape accented by gold shoulderplates holding it in place, wearing a helmet with a crown emblem on the front. It essentially looks like a modified motorcycle outfit, helmet and all. He tightens his gloves a bit, turning to see your group. "Well this is a surprise, the Kings of Kings came to greet us at our latest acquisition." + +AT ANY REMARK +"Riiight... so I literally have anything better to do than play with you, so I'm just going to... yeah..." He will attempt to walk away. + +----- + +WHEN CHALLENGED +A golden circle comes out from under the feet of the challenger AND the man before you, overlapping to form one. He just shakes his head slowly, pulling out a gold sword from his waist, aiming the tip at your group. "Your CHALLENGE is... DENIED." + +He then turns around, swoops his arm downward, and cuts through the circle's boundary with a swooping slash, causing it to pause in place, flickering and flashing for a moment before completely shattering around you like glass. He finishes his wide swing and faces your group again, aiming the tip in your direction again. "HOO... that was better than SEX." + +"Niiice, right? I call it the Crooked Cutlass. See, this little beauty fucks with those fancy gold magic circles in any way I like. I just have to get REALLY REALLY pissed off. And right now, standing before the group of ASSHOLES that are interfering with my plans makes that so goddamn easy." + +----- + +SHOOT ATTACK +As the projectile approaches, it is suddenly caught inches before it lands in his helmet, resting in the hand of an identically dressed man, except his outfit is black with BLUE accents, and his helmet bears the letter A. The same man from the incident with the metal theft. + +K: Allow me to introduce you to my speed demon of an assistant, Ace. He handles all the things I dont care to dodge. + +A: We've met, sir. + +K: Is that right? Were they the ones that busted your helmet the other day? Damn... I'm gonna have to take that expense out of your paycheck. + +A: ... Unfortunate. + +----- + +MAGIC ATTACK +As the spell approaches, you see the familiar sight of a wave of gold magic absorbing, eating, and canceling the spell, as a new person steps out from directly behind King, this time VERY much obvious it is a woman, but her suit is black with WHITE trimming, and her helmet bears a smaller, more petite crown. + +K: Oh where are my manners? A king is nothing without his Queen afterall, and she just HAPPENS to be one of the most powerful mages in the land. + +Q: You flatter me, my King.. But no, I refuse to let anyone damage what I consider my property. Or my paycheck for that matter. + +K: Your dedication to your craft is just so... so appreciated. + +----- + +MELEE ATTACK +You rush in to strike one of them down, when a massive hammer swings down and smashes the ground right in front of your toes. Standing before you is another man, this time in a black outfit trimmed in yellow, and bearing a simple letter J on his helmet. + +K: Now no self respecting leader would ever go anywhere without some hired muscle, isn't that right Jack? + +J: Got that right. Gave me a chance to test out my latest acquisition as well. + +K: And a fine addition it is. + +----- + +THROWN ATTACK + +As the projectile heads toward him, a hand reaches out and catches the object. A woman in the same outfit but in black with RED trimming and a helmet bearing a clown face casually strides forward, thumbing with the thrown item. "And that... was... close." + +K: Impeccable timing, Joker. + +JK: Shove it, asshole. I never agreed to go by that name. + +K: Your attitude and wit simply brightens my day every time I hear it. + +----- + +WHAT IS YOUR GOAL +"It's simple. I'm leaving." He pulls out a golden revolver and pulls back the hammer. "I found out this place's grand secret. I know all about the Diadem, the purpose of the Domain Masters, and the pot of gold supposedly at the end of the rainbow. And surprise surprise, it just might be a crock of shit." + +"So I plan to take myself and my most loyal employees here off this island first chance I get. And just because I can, I'm gonna make a pitstop to every Domain Master, plant a round between their eyes, and tell them to 'kiss my ass' on the way out the door." You all hear a sudden click, before everyone turns to see Joker holding an elemental potion grenade. + +"Alright... that's all I needed to hear. Deal's off, chump." She suddenly drops the grenade in front of the enemy group, before disappearing right before everyone's eyes. + +King suddenly screams KILL THEM!!! before the potion hits the ground, coating everyone on his team in a splash of black magic, acting as a smokescreen. In that one brief moment, you see Joker reappear in front of your group, tells you to follow her, and takes off down the nearest alley. + +*IF THEY FOLLOW* +She takes off running down a few alleyways until you reach the Residential district, grabbing the door on a seemingly random house, and opening it for you. She urges you to follow her downstairs into the basement, slamming the door and barring it shut. + +The room is very minimal, furnished with couches, beds, a table covered in coin & small bladed weapons, a coat rack with a green bow hanging from it, a small fridge, and a very minimal bathroom, but not much else. + +She sighs heavily and flops onto the couch, looking up to you. "Not gonna lie, thought you might not even show." + +She quickly removes her helmet, revealing a matting down of dark hair and fur. She quickly shakes the sweat out and reveals her hair fully, revealing herself to be the same dark furred wolf girl that delivered your mail AND that package to the Capitol. + +But when she opens her eyes, you see they are a blatantly pure red. "Alright... let's talk." + +----- + +*WHAT HAPPENED* +"The Marauders hit me with ether or something, I don't remember. But when I woke up, I was in some underground building. Surrounded by fuckheads. Made them regret that decision. Lasted about six days with no food or water, until HE finally paid me a visit." + +"He made me a deal. I work for him, he leaves my dad's domain alone. I agreed, with the condition if he made even the SLIGHTEST hint of a push against Dorrin, his ass would be grass. Been working with him ever since." + +"Had to start wearing this nasty ass fur dye to walk around, but it doesn't last very long. Added bonus, disguises my scent, and cheap shades hide the eyes. Sun's Always Shining In Diadem or some shit." + +----- + +*ASKS ABOUT IDENTITIES* +She cracks open an energy drink and slurps it, shaking a bit in her seat as it hits near immediately. "HOO yeah, that's the shit. Ahh... So the bad news is, the crooked king knows who we all are in his little upper circle, but none of us have a clue who he is, and we're not SUPPOSED to know who each other are. Made it easier to work with each other when we actively couldn't point each other out in a crowd." + +"He calls us the FACES, and let us each kinda sorta have shadow control of each of the four Districts. I got the Essentials district, let him look at any changes or developments happening that he could find useful for his master plan." + +"Queen was named the 'Lieutenant of the Gated District.' Let him have an in-depth look as to where everyone of "higher value" lived that might be an asset or an issue down the road." + +"Jack's the 'Lieutenant of the Business District.' He outfitted the entire organization with weapons and shields and shit." + +"Ace was named the 'Lieutenant of the Residential District,' started fucking with the calls made and received so the Thunder Force couldn't make it in time to certain Marauder incidents." + +(CONTACTS ROLL) You recall Akarui and Harken mentioning a mole in the Thunder Force fudging calls and information regarding calls made. + +*IF THEY MENTION IT* +"That gives me two reasons to go after the bastard... he's also the one who shot my dad. Heard he almost lost his head in the process." + +"King is still a mystery to me, and he's done a damn good job keeping it that way. He gets around pretty quick too, always knows where to find new potential recruits. He tells us who they are in the districts, we send out lower guys, and they get recruited." + +----- + +*TAKE HIM DOWN* +"You wanna collapse his empire, you gotta take down the FACES first. I've been working on a strategy for just that." She walks over to a nearby corkboard covered in papers and strings. + +"Queen is an insane mage, keeps people far away and hits them hard during. You get up close, she will fold like paper." + +"Jack is all about up close and personal, and that brand new hammer of his is a real issue. Ideally you either wanna keep your distance or, if you're either really brave or really stupid, you go toe to toe with him and PRAY he misses." + +"Ace is tricky. He's got combat experience, Thunder Force training, and most likely a grudge from almost getting his head bit off. His go-to is mid-range combat so he can move around freely. You disable his movement, he should be easy pickings." + +"The Crooked King is gonna be the biggest issue. Those gold weapons are normally easy to break, but the two he uses are reinforced. Challenging him is worthless, his sword can eat magic, and we have never seen him in an actual fight, so we have no combat strategy. BUT... I have a theory that without the gold weapons, he is an absolute pussy. Otherwise he wouldn't obsess over them so much." + +"Good news is, I know they won't come after you at your place, or they would out themselves as either really desperate or openly admit you are a threat. And as marauders, that would be a BAD image. So long as he needs them, he'll keep them in his little hidey hole, wherever it is." + +----- + +(CONTACTS ROLL) +You suddenly recall someone mentioning something about a missing bow from the GREEN domain. + +*IF THEY MENTION IT* +"Oh that? Had to steal it to prove myself to the fucker in charge. Don't need it anymore, you can return it." \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/05D - Facing the Faces.txt b/05D - Facing the Faces.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..842e520 --- /dev/null +++ b/05D - Facing the Faces.txt @@ -0,0 +1,302 @@ +THIS IS TO BE TOLD ONCE ALL TWELVE REGALIA HAVE BEEN EARNED + +----- ----- ----- ----- ----- + +You receive a call very early in the morning. +You hear Vivid, and she is panicking. + +"Guys, something's wrong! I'm in King Akarui's office and he's not here! Have you--" The line suddenly goes dead. + +Within seconds, you hear and feel a rumbling sensation from your living room. Anyone who WASN'T awake would be fully awake at this point. + +*IF THEY LOOK* +You can see the remnants of a massive fireball and a smoke trail coming from the center of the city. + +----- + +*AT THE CAPITOL* +The center Capitol building has a massive burning hole in the backside of it, and the ground is littered with flaming debris & paper. Noone appears to be hurt severely, but a few people have some scratches and burns. But you don't see Vivid anywhere. + +*RESOURCES OR PHYSIQUE ROLL* +You eventually dig her out from the debris, and she looks VERY badly banged up. Her fur is singed and her skin is scratched all to hell, but she IS alive. She shakily manages to stand up, sees the damage to the building, and punches a nearby piece of wall, causing it to crumble. + +"Fuck... I didn't know they booby trapped his office..." + +*WHAT IS GOING ON* +"I've been tailing the FACES, trying to find out their next step, and they took a big one." + +She will slowly try to take a couple steps, but she will only get a few feet before she flops on her knees. You hear a blaring horn sound and see a pair of boxy vehicles pull up, one red and one white. + +Within seconds, you see a fleet of firefighters run out and start blasting the exploded office with bursts of magic water, while a fleet of white coated & uniformed men & women all set up special tents, and start helping various people inside to treat any injuries. Two of them pull up a stretcher and carefully roll Vivid onto it, immediately running her into a tent. + +*INSIDE THE TENT* +You watch as a VERY tall elephant woman in a white nurse outfit casts violet colored magic on Vivid, her scratches and burnt fur slowly starting to undo and heal. You see the pained look on her face slowly let up as she turns to your group. "I figured out the next step of their plan, they're trying to incite a riot from the people, led by the Marauders." + +She slowly sits upright. "They're gonna blow up the hydroelectric plant and cut off everyone's power supply, make them all retaliate at once. When he does that, he thinks everyone will blame the king." + +*WHERE IS HE* +"They invaded a home in the Gated district, turned it into their new base. They kidnapped that Nash guy, I spotted him tied up. And they had a huge sack next to him, figured they got Akarui in there. Came here to confirm, set off some kind of bomb." + +You see in the distance of the Gated Community some trails of smoke in a semi-formal line. + +----- + +*GATED DISTRICT ENTRANCE* +You see both of the dogs' guard shacks are on fire and the protective bar is completely destroyed. At the gateway, you are met by three Marauders AND the stoic stick in the mud himself, ACE. He tightens his gloves and sighs. "You really think yourselves heroes, don't you..." + +He reaches out to two of the three men, and smashes their heads together, before the third one turns around to face him, and he punches that one hard enough to knock him out. "Call me old fashioned, but I prefer a more personal fight." + +*WHY HE IS DOING THIS* +"I'm an immigrant to this land. United States military, assigned here twenty-five years ago. My mission was likely the same as yours, information gathering and eventual extraction. + +In my case, they wanted (1) information about what makes this place so specifically indestructible, (2) to see if it could be replicated for military purposes, and (3) to discover what happened to the prior soldiers sent in before me. + +From the moment we arrived, we carried out our mission as best we could. Researched everything about the island we could find, and our conclusion came down to a unique magic we simply could not pin down the nature of. + +Eventually, we all began to assimilate, despite our best efforts. We made friends, started families, became pillars of the community, members of the Thunder Force, some even higher than that. + +When the Marauders became an active threat. I did everything I could to stop them and put them away, but every time we did, two more would appear. These were not just new people gone criminal either, these were the citizens I was supposed to protect. + +It became very clear that so long as they were stuck here, they were their own worst enemy. I infiltrated the Marauders and attempted to bring down the entire organization, for their sake. And failed. + +But much like Joker, I entered into an uneasy alliance with the Crooked King. He helped me reach the conclusion that the island itself is to blame for everything. They stay prisoners, attack each other out of misery, promote that attitude to the next people, and more will spawn. An unending cycle. + +He promised me that, in exchange for creating coordinated distractions with the Marauders and delaying the Thunder Force long enough for the damage to cause its desired effect, he would allow me to get all the people off the island. + +----- + +Running further inside, you see the black and yellow Jack in the distance between you and your goal. Some of the houses have their standalone bushes on the edges of the property set on fire, almost giving it a kind of gladiator arena feel. "Sure as shit took you long enough... I had money riding on Ace not stopping you, and it looks like I win the bet." + +IF THEY ASK WHY +"I've run into fifty different immigrants to this land, and seen every kind of currency they carry. Do you know how many of them use magic infused coins? ZERO. We literally have the single rarest currency in existence here in Diadem. Not because it's scarce either, but because we exclusively hold the ability to make it. + +Do you have any idea how much that information is worth? I could literally take ONE of these coins to any nation on the planet and be set for life. And the Crooked King promised me my weight in Z once we are free. He even paid half up front! It's honest business, nothing more." + +----- + +You reach the front yard of Nash's family home, the bushes set on fire and clear evidence of explosions. This time, you are met by Queen with her own group of thugs. "Hilarious, Jack wasn't worth a single Z he was paid. Oh well, guess that means I get to finish you off afterall." + +IF THEY ASK WHY +"Oh honey, it's all in the title. I'm a queen, tandem to his being, my King. And a king and queen are nothing without their kingdom to rule, of course. And my kingdom is, was, and always will be DIADEM ITSELF! + +Once his plan is fulfilled and King no longer needs Diadem, the queen shall rule in his stead! The entire island will be mine to do with as I please! I can establish any rule, any structure, any taxation rate I wish! And as the queen, anyone whom wants to stay will either get on board or get out!!!" + +(If it wasn't obvious, she is a control freak.) + +----- + +You run into the house and start rummaging through the rooms. + +(INVESTIGATE ROLL) The most material and damage appears to be in the upper floor. + +There are crates and bags all around one of the bedroom doors. + +You find it to be locked, and you can hear muffled yelling from behind it. + +(FIGHT/PHYSIQUE ROLL) Once you break into the room, you see Nash lying on the ground, tied up with rope and blindfolded & muzzled by torn up rags. He hears the door open and starts thrashing, muffledly screaming for help. + +Once you remove the rags and rope, he starts pounding at the closet door. "KING AKARUI IS IN HERE!" + +After a few moments of trying, he will make a mad dash for the door. "HANG ON, THE KEYS ARE DOWNSTAIRS!" + +Once everyone is back to work at the closet door, the bedroom door is slammed shut. And you hear several heavy objects barricading the door. And you see fire seeping in from under the door. You have been trapped. + +*INVESTIGATE ROLL* +The smoke is starting to roll in, but the room is pretty simple. Bed, dresser, chest of drawers, cabinet, closet, window, walls, barricaded door. + +ONCE THEY ESCAPE +You all land around the back side of the house, you see the entire building is slowly catching fire, starting from the room you were all in and working its way down. You suddenly hear a loud bellowing in the front yard, from a male voice. + +In the front yard, you see the Crooked King standing in front of the burning house, cradling Queen in his arms. "You people couldn't just curl up and die, could you? It would have made my job SO MUCH DAMN EASIER." + +(NOTICE ROLL) You spot in the distance the other three FACES, specifically JOKER carrying ACE and JACK in on her shoulders. + +Joker sets the two down and approaches him, arms crossed. "Face it fucknut, they beat you fair and square!" + +King doesn't move an inch. "I suppose I have you to thank for that..." He turns and hands QUEEN to JOKER, then kicks her in the stomach and pushes them both away so they fall beside ACE and JACK. + +Ace is visibly disturbed by what he saw. "King, that is enough! She's right, they beat you at every corner. Whatever this insane plan of yours is, it won't work anymore." + +King turns to them. "Oh no, everything went exactly as planned. Everyone thinks Akarui is dead. Noone is running Diadem now. Which means..." + +Ace responds after a moment. "You cannot be serious." + +King laughs a bit. "Oh I am very serious." He walks over to ACE and leans in real close. "We all know what happens to a kingdom without a competent leader." + +Even JACK is shocked at this revalation. "You mean we did all of this JUST so YOU could actually be the KING?" + +KING shrugs a bit. "Only for a short while. The King's throne, as ot were, is the second to last step of my plan." + +He will turn to your group, both gold weapons in hand. "That only leaves my competition, the so-called Kings of Kings. ANY of you could be the next King of Diadem, if you so desired, and the people would back any one of you 100%. And I can't have that." + +He places the back of his sword on his shoulder and aims the gun at your group. "Once you're gone, everything falls into place." + +----- ----- ----- ----- ----- + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +The Crooked King's helmet shatters in front of you, and you see Nash panting heavily, blood dripping from his forehead and mouth. But unlike before, his eyes hold a bloodthirsty rage you have NEVER seen on him. "I am so... God damn... SICK... of you people. This was a two year plan. TWO. YEARS. And all you had to do was literally NOTHING but leave it alone." + +----- + +QUEEN suddenly shrieks "WHAT THE FUCK," pointing at Nash in disbelief. "YOU?! HOW COULD YOU BE THE CROOKED KING?!" + +JACK is tilting his head a bit. "Damn, I lost that bet. Thought for sure it was Akarui on stilts or something. Only way he had that kind of money." + +QUEEN is furious. "THIS DOESNT MAKE ANY SENSE! YOU KNEW WHO I WAS UNDER THE HELMET, AND YOU STILL LET ME BEAT YOU UP ALMOST EVERY TIME I SAW YOU?!" + +NASH just rolls his eyes. "Please, your never hit me THAT hard. Besides, if you knew, you wouldn't have followed me." + +ACE turns to QUEEN. "He has a point. King's aide or no." + +"STUFF IT!" She yanks off her helmet, revealing herself to be Anais of the HOA, and throws it on the ground. "YOU WERE NEVER GOING TO GIVE ME THE ISLAND, WERE YOU?!" + +JACK removes his helmet, revealing himself to be JERRAS. "And what about my money?" + +ACE pulls his off, revealing himself as Harken. "I assume you didn't intend to free the people either." + +Jerras and Anais turn to him. "HARKEN?!" + +JOKER is laughing her ass off in the grass. "This is the best day of my life!" She sits up and yanks her own helmet off, revealing herself to them. "The leaders of the infamous and terrifying Marauders are the second in command of the country, the third in command of the Thunder Force, the weapons dealer, and the Wicked Bitch of the HOA! You are dysfunctional as FUCK!" + +You hear a gunshot and see a smoking hole right beside Vivid's head, which shuts her right up. And an identical trail of smoke from Nash's gun. "For the record... I missed on purpose." He will pause and pick himself up a little. "Also for the record, I DID plan to give you all exactly what you asked for, as an end result to my plan." + +----- + +*WHAT IS THIS ABOUT* +"This is about getting the FUCK out of this dead end rat's maze. Nothing More." + +*WHAT IS YOUR PLAN* +"Still haven't figured it out yet? Let me spell it out for you. + +I told you my father was an immigrant and an engineer. Built the drills that dug the hole down through Diadem currently being used for the hydroelectric generators. And I told you the drill exploded and killed my parents. + +What I DIDN'T tell you was the drill didn't explode on its own, it exploded because it came in contact with this fancy golden magic metal. It runs through the entire underside of the island. And as I learned, it gets volatile when it's hit hard enough. + +That explosion killed my parents, and scattered huge chunks of it all over the place. Once I regained my sense of thought from watching my parents die, I decided to collect the metal and look into why it was there in the first place. + +I spent eighteen years educating myself for a good job just like dad wanted, while ALSO using the resources from the college and grand library to figure out what the gold metal was. And I couldn't find SHIT. + +I "did" find some super obscure wordings and religious text about someone named Zeroth. Supposedly, HE built this place, something about elevating mortals to a higher plane of existence. Didn't make an ounce of sense in that context. + +But ya know, eighteen years of fruitless efforts is a long time to focus on such an outlier project, and I almost moved on with my life. Decided to continue my dad's project. + +I proposed the submarine plan to Akarui, poured my heart and soul into the project. He said he would consider it. Waited a week. Then two, a month, three months, nothing. It felt like I watched my parents die all over again. + +In a fit of depression and rage, I decided I wanted revenge. I took a bag of that gold metal to the Volcano domain Forge, wanted to make a poetic weapon out of it and uh.. "hand deliver it" to the king. + +Bad news, it can't be melted down like normal metal. Good news, it could be bent, sharpened, and whittled. But it was delicate as glass, couldn't take more thn a couple hits. And as we already discovered, can be very volatile. + +But the edge itself? Sharper than any blade and packs a HELL of a punch. The first shitty one I ever made accidentally cut through an anvil. AN ANVIL. I also found out 'by accident' that it eats magic to make gold dust, which is so much fun. + +I spent six months experimenting with new and improved versions, slowly learning to bend and shape it into different blades, and even tubes for guns. The tiny pieces I couldn't use for THAT went into those fancy magic shields, made a killing on the side for those and funded my whole operation on it alone. + +I took my largest piece and poured my heart & soul into making THIS Cutlass. It cut so cleanly, glided so smoothly... But even with that, it needed a handle that was just as glorious as the rest of it. I couldn't go around carrying a magic blade with a handkerchief. + +Now I couldn't be seen carrying this around, so I grabbed my dad's old biker gear and went to the dark domain in disguise. People didn't go there at night, figured I could harvest some wood for a handle. And apparently Cassius is fucking psychic, because he came out of nowhere and scared me shitless. + +Words were exchanged, I fumbled a bit and called myself the Crooked King, and kinda ran with it. Decided to challenge him and see what my weapons could really do, even without proper handles. + +Lodged a gold bullet in his summon's brain and made it go ballistic, put a hole in his chest, cut off his arm, blinded him with the gold dust, I basically kicked his ass. I still don't know how he hid his Regalia, but I got pissed and started screaming things I was... VERY grateful noone else was around to hear. + +At one point I got so mad, I Sparta kicked him through an unbreakable magic barrier, or so I thought. I didn't realize until after that the SWORD was GLOWING, and it... changed the rules so things COULD through the barrier, even if it was just one way. + +And when it heard me scream (essentially) I HOPE YOU ROT OUT HERE FOREVER, it started glowing again and the circle moved around the Gate. I... decided to NOT press my luck and ran off with the wood. + +I got home and.. I.. had a mental breakdown. I kept replaying everything that happened in my head over and over, and none of it made sense independently. Once I calmed down, I figured the only logical explanation would be if they were all connected somehow. + +Gold magic metal in Diadem, gold magic barrier around Diadem, gold magic barrier circles, domain masters and their regalia with bits and pieces of gold on them... it's all connected. Everything here shares a common magic source. + +And then it hit me. If this is all from the same magical source, then everything about this place must be fabricated by the same person. Which had to be Zeroth, who is... I don't know, GOD or something. + +He made this island, put people on it, lined it with magic eating metal, to fight each other and his twelve henchmen for a few trinkets of God power, and once all twelve of them are collected and gathered in the center of town, you call for big daddy Zeroth, and SUPPOSEDLY GOD HIMSELF IS SUPPOSED TO COME DOWN and reward them with freedom and some fetters of mention of a god tier prize that FIVE HUNDRED YEARS WORTH OF TEXT CAN'T SEEM TO GIVE A STRAIGHT ANSWER ABOUT?! + +THIS IS ALL JUST SOME STUPID GAME! This stuff is the cardboard walls of this magical rat maze, and we're the lab rats! The domain masters are glorified referees and their Regalia are promotional incentives! + +The wish, the freedom, the power, whatever prize that was offered was just the fucking piece of cheese at the end of it all! Which means my parents died to escape some FUCKING COSMIC SCIENCE EXPERIMENT! + +Well when I figured that out, I decided I had enough of being a specimen to some asshole celestial scientist or WHATEVER the fuck Zeroth is, and I started plotting my escape. + +First I had to destroy all the knowledge I had up to that point, including the books in the library. If I could figure this out, someone else could too, and I couldn't risk anyone stopping me. + +Then I started the Marauders, a band of Freedom Fighters sick of being stuck in Diadem, whose sole mission was to distract King Akarui by inflicting directed attacks on certain strategic locations. But I'd keep the mortality casualties to a minimum because I AM NOT A MONSTER. Mostly just irritating property damage, unless a point needed to be made. + +Once I got enough good strong people, I would give them higher rankings, and the lesser quality gold weapons as proof of their higher role. THOSE would go off and fight the Domain Masters, both to test the weapons against them and to generate even more civil unrest. + +I would have them distracting Domain Masters, drawing the eye of the Thunder Force, and pissing off King Akarui. They'd cause so much chaos, the people would become unsettled! + +It would promote the idea that MAYBE someone really SHOULD try focusing on getting us out of here sooner, without relying on some mythical playthings all being in one place at the same time that, AFTER 500 YEARS, noone seemed able to do. + +And guess what? MY PLAN WORKED. My escape plan submarine proposal FINALLY got approved! Supplies were coming in, the escape vessel was underway! Once it was done, the Crooked King would magically disappear, the generators in the hole would be shut down, we would send a crew of people, and we would have earned our freedom! + +And then, at the WORST possible time, YOU SHOWED UP. You started giving these people HOPE that their fate could be solved by your quirky can-do attitudes and following the legend's rules. AND to make matters worse, you were competent at collecting Regalia. And as a result, faith in MY submarine idea plummeted." + +"So I changed it up a little, decided to kidnap King Bird Boy and hold him somewhere, fake his death, and take over as active leader. As the king's most trusted aide, I would fill the void until we got out of here. All that was left was to destroy any... competition." + +"So yes, by getting us out of here the easy way, the people WOULD be freed, HARKEN. They wouldn't need any of their own currency anymore and could be collected on the way out, JERRAS. And as the acting King, I would be able to leave YOU in charge, ANAIS. Everything would've been wrapped up in a nice little bow, everyone would have been happy." + +Vivid glares at him. "And what about me?" + +Nash stares back for a second. "Oh you mean about the-- no, it was a heat of the moment thing, I just wanted to sound menacing." + +----- + +*IF THEY ASK ABOUT AZAR* +"Okay to be fair, THAT was an accident. I heard a rumor about some dragon out in the Violet Domain, and had to see it for myself. I followed the purple one when he went out into the middle of nowhere to feed the thing. + +When it went out for a flight, I tried grabbing some dragon scales to see if they could make a more comfy handle, and that thing dropped out of the sky and scared the shit out of me. + +I took a swing in self defense, you can hardly blame ME for that one. It was LITERALLY fight or flight." + +----- + +*IF NOONE PROPOSES ANYTHING* +All four of the faces stare at Nash for a few seconds in silence, then look at each other. Jerras is the first one to speak up. "You really expect us to believe you intended to do all of that...?" + +"I don't EXPECT anything. That is the fucking truth, plain and simple." He pulls out a large HP potion and chugs it rapid quick, wiping the blood from his lip after. "And I've come too far to stop now." + +Harken speaks up finally. "You are going to kill yourself, you realize that right?" + +Nash pulls out his gun, loads it with fresh ammo one bullet at a time, and clicks it closed. "I'm not giving up until either they go down or I do. I'm willing to die on this hill." + +Anais actually stands up and walks up to him, and for once all the rage in her eyes is gone. "Do you have any clue how much I want to kill you right now?" + +"No more than them I assume--" She interrupts him mid sentence by grabbing his shirt collar, yanking hom down to her level, and KISSING HIM. Right in front of everyone. He takes a few seconds to process what just happened. "...you are giving me really mixed signals, you know that?" + +"Shut it." She pulls out her own rifle and loads a fresh magazine. "If we make it out of this alive, you and I are gonna have A LONG TALK." + +Harken stands up and lights a cigarette, sighing a bit. "Well you can count me out. At this point, it all comes down to which of your groups want this more. If I join either side, I stop being neutral." + +----- + +ROLL FOR JERRAS + +*DOES NOT JOIN* +"Well you can count me out too. As a businessman, I know when the coin ain't worth the effort." + +*DOES JOIN* +"Well you can count me in. I make it a habit to see every business deal through to the end." He marches himself over to Nash's side, hefting his hammer on his shoulder. + +Vivid rolls her eyes and groans. "Fuuuck, this is such bullshit..!" She picks herself up and walks to your group, pulling out her sword. "Harken, you and I are gonna have words after all of this. But I know HE gave you the order, so I'm gonna kick his ass TWICE as hard for the BOTH of you." + +REDO FIGHT WITH FULL HEALTH ENEMIES + +*IF THEY WIN* +Nash will flop against the ground HARD, curling up a bit in severe pain. Anais will slowly drag herself toward him through the ground, panting raggedly all the while. + +----- + +*IF JERRAS JOINED* +Jerras will lie on his back, half conscious. "I think it's safe to say it's over, Boss..." + +*IF HE DID NOT* +Harken will take a long drag off his cigarette. "You lost fair and square. Twice. Time to pack it in." + +----- + +"NO! I'M NOT GIVING UP!" Nash will slam his fist into the ground in frustration, and Anais will put her hand over his, holding it tight. He will stop shaking for a moment, muttering a bit in frustration, and she full on hugs him tightly from behind. + +*IF THEY APPROACH* +Nash will suddenly raise his arm and reveal a green potion bottle. "THIS ISN'T OVER, YOU HEAR ME?!" He will slam the potion bottle into the ground right in front of him, causing a whirlwind explosion to send him AND Anais clinging to his back flying into the distance. + +Harken just stares, his cigarette finally gone. "I'll give him this, he is persistent." He walks over to your group, helping each of you up. "This is going to be one hell of a report I'm gonna have to write." \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/06 - Ending.txt b/06 - Ending.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..7015733 --- /dev/null +++ b/06 - Ending.txt @@ -0,0 +1,271 @@ + + +------------------------- + +LAST CHAPTER + +The island itself begins to rumble, all twelve gates shining with ethereal glows of their respective colors. You suddenly see a bright golden glow from behind the welcome center in the distance. Right after, you see trees slowly bend away in the distance, crashing of metal & glass, and the entire welcome center collapse. + +From the cloud of dust and rubble steps Reiji the Stallion from the front gate, eyes shining an ethereal gold and body brimming with warbling energy, head held high. Every step he takes causes a crater to form beneath his hooves, shaking the citizens around him violently. + +When he finally arrives at the center of town, he stares at you all and extends his hands toward you. "CONGRATULATIONS ON COMPLETING YOUR MOST VIRTUOUS TASK. YOU HAVE BEEN DEEMED THE MOST OUTSTANDING MORTALS TO EXIST AND THUS ARE BUT A STEP FROM WHAT YOU WOULD REFER TO AS GODHOOD." + +*ANSWER ANY QUESTIONS* + +"I NEED ONLY RECLAIM THE FRAGMENT OF MY POWER AND YOU MAY HAVE YOUR PRIZE." He places his hand on the ground of Diadem, and everything begins to rumble all over again. + +The rock walls surrounding Diadem begin to crumble and dissolve one massive chunk at a time. Once the rock is gone, there are clean golden magic walls in a jagged 12-point circle around Diadem, resembling something of an extremely large crown, with each of the gates embedded into it like crown jewels. + +The gates all shift from their respective colors to gold, ejecting every citizen in the Domains right into heaps in front of the Gates. When they ALSO realize everything is shaking & breaking, they begin to scream and run in a panic, a few of them falling off Diadem into the ocean through the lowest points in the metal walls. + +*IF THEY COMPLAIN* +He will retort "I HAVE WITNESSED THESE PEOPLE GROW, WITHER, AND DIE OVER THE LAST 547 YEARS. I HAVE LEARNED THESE PEOPLE ARE INSIGNIFICANT COMPARED TO THEE. SO LONG AS YOU ARE ELEVATED, THE REST CAN BE IGNORED." + +*If they protest again* +He stops shaking the Diadem. "HMM... I MAY HAVE UNDERESTIMATED YOUR MORTAL SENSE OF CARE... I HAD HOPED IT A SIMPLE MATTER TO APPEASE TO YOUR MORTAL DESIRES." + +"I HAVE A SOLUTION. WE SHALL HOLD OURSELVES AN HONORABLE DUEL, FOR THE FATE OF THE PEOPLE OF DIADEM AND YOUR GODHOOD. NO CHALLENGE CIRCLE, THE PEOPLE WILL BE OUR BOUNDARY AND BARRIER. BEST ME, AND YOU MAY HAVE IT ALL. BUT FAIL, AND EVERYTHING & EVERYONE WILL BE FORFEIT. WILL THAT SUFFICE?" + +*THE PEOPLE THAT FELL* +"HM.. I WOILD NOT WISH FOR ANY DISTRACTIONS FROM OUR MOST HONORABLE DUEL.. VERY WELL. ALLOW ME A MOMENT." He will raise his hand and elevate every person that fell from the water, placing them safely on the ground. "WILL THIS SATISFY YOU?" + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +He kneels in pain, panting softly. "I YIELD... YOU HAVE BESTED ME..." He looks up to your group. "I have witnessed this planet's evolution for an entire eon, watched the denizens of this false island for half a millennium, and none have come so far as to have the power to best me, even in my current state." + +He slowly stands and walks forward. "I will keep my word and allow these people safe passage from the Diadem, then we may discuss your true prize." + +*WHAT IS THE PRIZE* +"As I offered, your prize was to be power akin to my own, but you have proven you do not require it. Therefore, I will offer each of you anything of your choosing. You could be immortal like myself or the other concepts, have unlimited power, endless wealth, anything your heart desires." + +He bellows in anguish as he is struck from behind by Nash, carrying his fancy golden sword. And he is looking very excited. + +"I DON'T FUCKING BELIEVE IT, you people were right all along! I have NEVER BEEN SO HAPPY to be wrong!" He laughs hysterically for a second. "Hey Zeroth, wanna know what I wish for?! I wish to sentence you to death like you just tried to do to ALL OF US!" + +He jams his whole sword into Zeroth's back, causing him to cry out in anguish, but the sword does not come out the other side. + +All the hysterical joy Nash was experiencing disappears in an instant. "What?! What are you-- NO! LET GO OF ME!!" His arm is being pulled in and against Zeroth's body, slowly becoming absorbed into him. + +With a sharp scream of terror, the two bodies fully combine. A brilliant golden flash erupts from their physical union, blinding all of you for a brief moment, and a new entity stands before you. + +A ten foot tall prismatic fox man with flowing pearlescent hair, atop centaur legs of the same hue, stands before you, followed by thirteen fox tails, each of which is tipped in a different color matching each element of magic. + +The eyes open, and within shine the colors of all thirteen shades of magic, as the new creature gazes upon your group, as well as himself. His voice sounds like Nash, but with Zeroth's as an echo. + +"I... have assumed control of all... All his knowledge, his magic, his POWER, everything is in my grasp." He suddenly bellows out in anguish, his new form pulsing with energy. "This body is unstable with a humanimal element... it seems I am not suited for this power..." His eyes drift toward your group. "...but you are! COME TO ME!" + +He raises his hand and aims it at your group, your bodies glowing gold as he attemps to force you to come closer. "Join with me and we will all get our wish! Freedom! Godhood! Anything we desire will be ours!" + +A black long sword falls from the air, glowing with red magic, slicing directly into the center of his left hand and binding it to the ground. "WHAT IS THIS?!" + +Your group's bodies land on the ground, but you feel several HP and MP vials fall into your laps as twelve familiar bodies pull forward and around you. The twelve Domain Masters have stepped forward. "You would dare to defy your Master?! Your Creator?!" + +Aodaghan: We would defy the shit out of you any day of the week! + +Conroy: Not the words I'd choose, but I concur! + +Zahir: This party is over! It's not fun anymore! + +Corentin: You have disrupted the peace of this land! + +Dorrin: AND fucked over the people within it! + +Arledge: We don't wanna fight ya'll, but we will! + +Miranda: We love these people like our own! + +Whittaker: More than we're afraid of YOU! + +Fulmo: There is no justice in your actions! + +Thanatos: We will fighd you, do prodecd dhem! + +Cassius: That was the mission we inherited! + +Tlaloc: AND... THEY... FRIENDS! + +Nash-Zeroth slams his free hand into the ground, one eye shining vibrant gold only while the other maintains its multicolor glow. His voice has suddenly changed to be dripping with hatred. + +"ENOUGH OF YOUR SENTIMENTAL BULLSHIT! YOU ARE NOTHING MORE THAN EXTENSIONS OF ME! LITERAL FRAGMENTS OF POWER DESIGNED TO BE MY LESSER! THESE CREATURES WERE THE ONLY ONES THAT SHOWED ANY POTENTIAL TO EVOLVE AND BECOME MY EQUALS, AND THEY PROVED TO BE A FAILURE OF A SPECIES! THEY DO NOT DESERVE TO DRAW BREATH!" + +A golden sword this time falls from the sky and into Zeroth's right hand, pinning it to the ground. But attached to it is King Akarui, now wearing his military outfit. He jumps off the colossal hand and lands before your group, facing Nash-Zeroth. + +"If that's how you feel, Nash-Zeroth, then the Thirteen Kings of Diadem will fight back!" He turns back around to your group with a smile and a wink. "With a little help from the Kings of Kings, of course." + +The twelve Domain Masters step forward with Akarui leading them. "Okay.. Aodaghan, Dorrin, Tlaloc, you're on offense. Hit him hard and make it hurt." All three jump in to the fray and IMMEDIATELY start either blasting him with spells or straight punching him. + +"Zahir, Corentin, Whitaker, Fulmo, you're on range. Keep him distracted so their hits are more effective." All four either take to the air or slide into a position closer to his rear and begin slinging spells, immediately catching Zeroth's attention. + +"Conroy, Miranda, Thanatos, Cassius, you're all on support. Make openings for everyone else. Arledge, you back them up and keep everyone on their feet." All five jump to a sparse combat position, launching spells as well for the rest of the team. + +"Hold your positions from here. I'll be preparing your reinforcements." He then runs back to your group, kneeling down and making sure you've all taken your potions. + +"Okay the Masters are amazing, but it's like he said. They are literally DESIGNED to not be at his level. Now I have a really stupid idea that might just work, but it all hinges on one thing. I didn't have a great view from where I was, but is there any chance Nash combined in him WITH his gold weapon?" + +AFTER THEY CONFIRM +"Okay, then this might work. I want all of you to challenge him, full gold circle, and wager the gold sword inside him. I have a hunch, and this might fix everything at once." + +Nash-Zeroth suddenly bellows out as his thirteen tails all glow with raw magic, the gold tailtip suddenly sending out a wave of energy so bright it blinds all the Domain Masters for a moment. + +While they're distracted, the other twelve tails all fire magic beams at a different Master, each one hitting their (as you have learned) elemental opposite and knocking them to the ground around him. + +Nash-Zeroth looks around at the twelve injured Masters, showing immense disdain. "Pathetic. I expected better from extensions of myself at the very least." + +He groans as his body begins to warble again like before, the injuries he sustained attempting to heal themselves. He turns his attention to Akarui. "This was the best you could do? An asssult against me with my own fetters of power?" + +Akarui smiles at Nash-Zeroth. "I can do far better and you know it. That is why I was chosen to be King, and you were my assistant! The best idea you ever had was to put everyone in a tin can and hope we didn't die!" + +Nash-Zeroth slams his hands into the ground as he charges forward, coming up to a few feet from your group and well past the Domain Masters. "WE ARE WELL PAST THE POINT OF THIS. The people no longer matter to me, all that matters is I rip your head off your arrogant shoulders!" + +Akarui sighs a bit and shakes his head. "Well then... it's all up to you, Kings of Kings. Say the magic words." And right before you say those words, he jumps far outside its capture range. "I JUST HOPE I'M RIGHT!" + +----- + +*CHALLENGE NASH-ZEROTH* +Upon hearing the phrase, Nash-Zeroth actually bellows in pain as the outline of the gold cutlass appears in his torso. The gold walls will begin to radiate with energy, before a gold circle expands from your group's feet AND Nash-Zeroth. + +Akarui lands outside the circle. "I was right! The Diadem is a Regalia! IT'S ZEROTH'S REGALIA! The gold circles are INVOCATIONS of its magic!" + +The sword was a big enough piece that it could work like an antenna! And Nash was the first one to get his hands on it AND give it a command it could work with!" + +This revelation causes the unstable Nash-Zeroth to screech in anger, clawing at the ground for a moment. "I WILL FEED YOU YOUR OWN ENTRAILS YOU POMPOUS PIGEON!" + +Akarui actually looks a little offended at that one, as Nash-Zeroth turns to your group in the circle. "FINE! ONE FINAL BATTLE IT IS! THE KINGS OF KINGS WILL BECOME THE FIRST CASUALTIES OF WAR!!!" + +AFTER THEY WIN + +Nash-Zeroth will collapse in defeat, his body beginning to warp and writhe in pain as a small gold circle appears on his chest, the golden sword from within producing its handle, awaiting the victor to grab and remove it. + +(FIGHT/PHYSIQUE ROLL) +The sword is surprisingly not giving immediately and requires more effort to pull out. + +Upon removing it, you pull an entire separate body out of its chest that is also clinging to the back of the sword by its non-bladed edge. Nash goes careening several yards away and lands & rolls a couple times with a dull thud. + +The body in front of you pulses with energy, glowing brightly and thrashing about with an ear piercing screeching noise, the body expanding like a balloon, the skin peeling and revealing golden energy in its rawest form underneath. + +You don't need to be a genius to realize that body is going critical from losing its primary mind (Nash) and is about to explode. + +King Akarui will see this, and yell at everyone. "ANYONE WHO HAS A GOLD WEAPON, GRAB IT AND FOLLOW MY LEAD!" He will then run over, grab the gold sword he flew in with, and run into the growing body, hacking and slashing it with the sword. + +Every cut anyone makes causes misting of the gold dust to appear as it slowly eats the magic body, and it does appear to slow the expanding with every cut made. + +(LET EVERYLNE MAKE A FIGHT/SHOOT ROLL WITH THE WEAPONS & RESPOND ACCORDINGLY BASED ON RESULTS) + +The hacking and slashing has caused the massive body to go DOWN in size significantly, but it is still getting brighter over time, and is still likely to go critical in only a few seconds. + +IF NOONE ELSE HAS A SOLUTION, NOTICE ROLL +You hear a familiar chittering from within your own shadow. "Hehehe.. looks like "I" get to be the big hero this time~" Striker appears from Akarui's shadow and pushes him & all the other gold weapon holders away. + +He chuckles and pulls out all the gold weapons everyone had, as well as a few more gold daggers. "Consider this MY repayment for you saving my Master from his fate, Kings of Kings~" He turns to the expanding body. + +"I've always wanted to say this.. I CHALLENGE THEE!" It takes a moment, but the six gold weapons he holds AND the Diadem glow gold again as a barrier circle appears around Striker and the unstable Zeroth. + +With a rebellious screech,h he leaps forward and stabs all six weapons into the body, causing it to burst and erupt with magic energy. Striker turns to your group and gives you all a small wave, before the light is too bright to see. + +The explosion is completely contained within the gold magic circle, but after a few seconds, it does eventually shatter like glass, and everyone is knocked back onto the ground by the blast wave. + +----- + +When the smoke clears, you see Zeroth, battered and bruised but in one piece and lying in the middle of a crater. You also see small particles of gold dust elevating from his body into the open air, like snow in reverse. + +The Domain masters run to his side, Conroy gently lifting him up a bit so he can talk. "You... may not have meant to, but you saved me... I thank you... Kings of Kings." + +King Akarui calls out to you from a distance. "Guys... Nash feels cold... and his heartbeat is really slow..." Anyone who inspects him will notice he feels cold, his fur is less colorful, and his pulse is weak. + +Zeroth speaks out. "You are correct. The physical trauma of melding with me, taking on so much damage, and being ejected how he was was too much for his mortal body. His life is fading... as is mine." + +The Domain Masters all freak out hearing this. "The strain on my existence is too much... being defeated in combat, struck down by a piece of my own Regalia, fused with a mortal in such a manner, defeated a second time, and having my own magic carved away in that corrupted state has taken most of my strength..." + +*IF NOONE ASKS* +Conroy will look around. "Well if noone else will ask, I will. What does that mean for us?" + +Zeroth will shake his head slowly. "I gave you all separate lives and will, but the essence of your existence is still tethered to mine. It matters not if it is yours or mine, equilibrium MUST be maintained. If I go, then... you go with me." All the domain masters turn to themselves, then look to you guys before Zeroth continues. "And I do not have long." + +(Give everyone a chance to complain, cry, and be angry about it) + +Zeroth will speak out. "You truly care for them, don't you?" + +WHEN THE PARTY SPEAKS OUT +Zeroth will turn his head to your group. "I was not referring to you." All twelve Domain Masters nod in agreement. "I see... I am not a fan of such a title, but as YOUR 'King,' I am going to give you my final order. Bring me to the one you call Nash. I wish to speak with him." + +AFTER ANY RESPONSE +"When I was melded with him, I saw inside his mind. Sifted through his memories. His deceased parents were the only people in his life that mattered to him. Without them, he was alone. Adrift amongst a sea of beings he felt no connection to, no matter how much he desired it to be otherwise. I resonate with him on that level. Please... grant me this one request." + +SOMEONE CARRIES HIM BESIDE NASH + +He will lie beside him, lying on his back while Nash lies on his stomach. "Hello Nash..." + +N: H-hey.. you son of a bitch.. + +Z: Still alive I see.. + +N: Yeah.. gonna take more than that to kill ME.. + +Z: I wish I could say the same.. I will cease to exist very shortly.. + +N: Yeah.. cards on the table, I'm probably right behind you.. + +Z: ...do you have any regrets? + +N: Well, I... wish I hit you a little harder, heh + +Z: Hm.. all things considered, I suppose I could say the same.. + +Both of them laugh at the joke weakly, sighing a little after. + +Z: Truthfully, I.. have only one real regret.. + +N: Lay it on me, Z.. Dead men tell no tales and all that shit.. + +Z: When I found this planet an eon ago, I had a simple curiosity, to see what life was like from their perspective. A species with origins not so dissimilar from myself. For a brief moment, I was able to see it from your eyes, however corrupt. It felt... nice. I wish to experience more of it. + +N: Is that right? Well.. I guess it was kinda nice not being alone in my head.. or.. your head..? You get the point.. + +Z: Indeed I do... I have a proposal... + +N: I'm all ears... + +Z: Rather than leave this plane of existence individually... what if we simply... became one entity? Properly this time? + +N: You even got the juice for that..? + +Z: Even in this state, I have more than enough power to perform such an action. Though... I cannot guarantee what the end result will be. I cannot guarantee we will live through it either. + +N: Well... the way I see it, it's either we both die here... or we both get a chance at living together... tough call, and I know I'm gonna hate myself for this one, heh.. (cough hard) ..but, what the hell, I'll give it a shot.. + +Z: Your bravery is admirable.. Goodbye, Nash.. + +N: So long, you arrogant horse's ass.. + +Zeroth reaches for Nash's hand and grasps it as tight as he can, and both bodies begin to glow. You see both physical forms overlap, but this time the glow is soft and warm, shifting in hue from old gold to new gold. + +Once the shine fades, a new entity lies before you with a mix of traits of both species. The body and fur pattern is largely Nash's fox, but the limbs are cloaked in Zeroth's limb fluff. The feet end in solid hooves, the tail becomes horsehair in a fox pattern, and the ears have become stubby little horse ears. The hair has also become longer as a whole, but he mostly maintained the foxy face. + +It takes a moment, but he slowly wakes up, groaning heavily as he makes his first moves as a new being. "Urgh... my aching head.." He looks around at everyone. "Is... there a reason everyone is staring at me..? Is there something on my face?" + +He reaches for his face, noticing a distinct difference in the feeling of his paw. "Wait, what the..? Why are my arms so fluffy? Why is my tail so ropey?? Are those fucking HOOVES?! AM I A HORSE?!?!" He suddenly winces in pain, both hands grasping his head. "WAIT... It's all coming back to me now... bits and pieces... okay, okay... I get it now... this is me now... or, US, I guess..? This is so weird..." + +Aodaghan steps forth. "It ain't much better from where we stand." All the domain masters are still here, Aodaghan helping the new guy to his feet. "Welcome back to the livin' world, Zeroth. Or do we call you Nash now?" + +"No... new me, new name. What did Zeroth call himself when he was greeting new people at the door? Reiji? How about... Reggie. I like the sound of that." He smiles at the Domain Masters and sighs. "This is gonna be so weird..." + +Reggie's entire eyes glow gold for moment, his voice changed to sound more like Zeroth. "This will be an adjustment for all of us it seems. This union was better than I had hoped. We are, in effect, no different than the Domain Masters." + +The gold in his eyes fades, and he blinks a few times rapidly. "So... he is still here too, and I guess we just kinda... share this weird-ass body now..?" + +----- + +IF ANYONE ASKS ABOUT THE FUTURE OF DIADEM +Conroy speaks out this time. "That depends on what the Kings of Kings decide. They won the right to claim ownership of the Diadem in that last fight, no differently than our own regalia. So now... they are our new Kings. True Kings of Kings." + +You can almost hear the depression seeping off Akarui, but he sighs and nods. "They are right. Diadem is a giant Regalia, and you won the rights to it fair and square. This is, quite literally, your property now. So... what will you do first?" + +PITCH THE FOLLOWING + +Get everyone off Diadem + +Make Diadem a legit country + +Give control to Akarui + +SKIP TO ONE YEAR LATER AND DETERMINE AN APPROPRIATE ENDING ON YOUR OWN \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/DOMAIN - Black.txt b/DOMAIN - Black.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..8d89244 --- /dev/null +++ b/DOMAIN - Black.txt @@ -0,0 +1,130 @@ +This warbling gate is a golden ring with a black magic wall, looking eerily like an ever-falling veil of black paint or ink. + +In the forest: +https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Y6n-1XQSfE + +In the clearing: +https://youtu.be/7UMNHyM5PgQ?si=2G-DWkBGxEo8FYtC + +## As you exit the BLACK gate, +your eyes cannot seem to focus on the colorless world around you. You are surrounded by trees, but they are all a strange grayscale and borderline lifeless. The branches are barren of leaves, instead covered in hanging black objects. And the only light in the sky overhead is a very large and VERY red full moon. + +Welcome to the **Forest** domain! + +Your visuals are disrupted by a distinctly golden glow of magic appearing in front of you, in the shape of a golden ring about 50 feet wide. It completely surrounds your group, the gate, AND the dead tree it's attached to. The circle appears to be warbling in an odd pattern and drifting back and forth between black and gold. + +*IF THEY WALK AROUND* +Your shoes make an odd SQUELCHING noise, and you realize the bottoms of them are coated in what looks like black ink. Not only that, ALL of your shoes are dipped in it, and that ink expands well beyond the range of the circle. + +*BEHIND* +The gate itself is bound to a massive dead tree, and around the backside of that gate looks to be an abandoned lumber yard filled with incomplete pallets of different types, shapes, and sizes of wood. It's difficult to see, but there seems to be no signs of life. + +(NOTICE/INVESTIGATE ROLL) +You spot a sloppy wooden sign on a nearby tree hastily drawn with what looks like fingerpaint lettering stating "ONE WAY TRIP." + +*TOUCH THE MAGIC WALL* +Anything you touch it with has no effect, but when you push THROUGH it, you slowly sink right into it and past it. But, whatever you put through it cannot be brought back in and is stuck partway through the wall. + +*IF THEY PASS THROUGH* +The magic wall lets you pass through with enough effort, but once you're on the other side, it will NOT let you go back in. + +*INTO THE LUMBERYARD* +The yard itself is full of incomplete pallets of wood, mostly oak and birch with a couple spruce and mahogany (as the sign racks indicate), but most of the wood looks old, warped, and cracked, most of it borderline unusable. And inside the building doesn't look much better, the walls covered with uniforms of varying shapes & sizes. The tables are covered with axes, ropes, chainsaws, solar panels, battery packs, and a couple rings in a black hue, but no people at all. Just more of that black ink all over the floor, and a little smeared on the walls. + +*INTO THE FOREST* +While the forest is borderline devoid of any signs of life, you spot more wooden signs deeper in with arrows pointing in a specific direction, some with messages like WELCOME TO DAMNATION and INK STAINS THE SKIN and NEVER TOUCH THE INK and THE INK ALWAYS WINS. The signs look like they were hastily drawn WITH the very ink off the ground the signs warned you about. + +(NOTICE ROLL) Around the backsides of some of the trees, you spot the most gorgeously woven spiderwebs you ever saw, but the beauty quickly wears off when you notice the webbing is about half an inch thick and the webs themselves stretch across multiple trees. + +It takes a few minutes, but eventually you see the trees begin to open and form a clearing, and you finally spot bodies strewn about in various forms of prone positions, most of them atop rocks or fallen trees. + +*IF THEY APPROACH* +You see they are all pale, groaning, and weak, but definitely alive. Some of them are wearing uniforms matching the layout of the abandoned lumber yard, others are Thunder Force, and a few are wearing prison outfits. + +Behind them all is what was once a wooden cottage, now completely destroyed and the remains coated in the same thick black ink you see all around you. However, there are no large objects nearby that would signify they were used to destroy it, so whatever did the deed is not here. + +*IF THEY ASK* +One person weakly raises an arm, a male Boa constrictor wearing Thunder Force garb. "We can't escape.. the BATTLEZONE spell has us trapped.. and the ink sapped our strength when we touched it.." + +*HOW LONG HAVE THEY BEEN HERE* +They all begin by stating a few weeks, quickly escalating to months. One guy says he's been there three days and he ALREADY wants to kill himself, and everyone collectively shouts at him WE KNOW. + +(NOTICE ROLL) You recognize that voice as the Marauder LUCKY. + +*ASK ABOUT DM/REGALIA* +The one that had been here for months starts laughing maniacally and says "OH you wanna see inmate number one?! Cassius has been trapped here longer than anyone else!" And shakily points an arm in the direction of the largest dead tree by the house. + +*IF THEY LOOK* +Against the back side of the tree, you see a frail looking black fox man, slumped back against the tree with bandages wrapped around his eyes, chest, and right shoulder. His right arm is physically missing, and the bandages around his chest are loose enough to where you can see the gaping hole leading clear through his body. He is breathing, but otherwise makes no movement. + +*IF THEY GET HIS ATTENTION* +His head will slowly raise a few inches, and his ears flick once. You hear him mutter something, and upon closing in, you make out the word "RUN." + +And that is when you hear the breath of a very large animal directly behind you. + +Turning around, you spot what appears to be a colossal black fox made entirely of black ink. You cannot make out a face, but its obvious head will suddenly split open in six different directions, peeling back to reveal rows of teeth across each one as three tongues flick at you, screeching in three different voices at once. And it lurches forward. + +*ATHLETICS ROLL* +(Lowest Roll) is suddenly grabbed in its teeth, becoming swallowed whole. And the creature looks at the rest of your group with an identical hunger. + +----- + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +Once the creature has fallen, you see its stomach start to warble and bounce around, before (eaten player's weapon) suddenly pushes through it, the body opening up and revealing an ink-coated (eaten player) standing in the mess. Their clothes are stained black in various spots, and what ISN'T stained is going grayscale very quickly. +(THAT PLAYER IS AT 0HP AND CANNOT MOVE BEYOND BARE MINIMUM ARM MOVEMENTS AND WEAK SPEAKING) + +(NOTICE ROLL) You hear a soft groaning in the distance coming from the nearby tree. The fox man from before is visibly reaching for the creature with its one arm, but is VERY visibly unable to reach it. + +*IF SOMEONE HELPS* +He places a hand upon the creature's body, slowly sinking his hand into it. You watch the creature slowly deflate like a balloon, and you see the man's arm pulse visibly as it... drinks the creature, would be the best description. It takes a few moments, but eventually its body is completely gone, and you see the man's body physically pulse hard, like a heartbeat going off for the first time. + +He bellows out in agony and uses his one arm to yank off his bandages, fully revealing the massive hole in his chest. The hole is slowly filled with the same inky darkness as the creature he absorbed, strand by strand reforming into an odd ball that could easily resemble a heart, followed by the rest of his chest until it is completely sealed and looks good as new. He yanks the bandages off his eyes next, opening them and revealing pale yellow spheres, seeming to glow against the midnight black of his fur. + +He sighs after a moment, before turning to your group. "I despise the concept of owing anyone anything, but... you have made my sentence in this domain much shorter than the eternity I was promised. You have my gratitude, and my aid in solving our... shared dilemma." + +*ASK ABOUT THE INK* +He will shakily walk to the tree you found him at, leaning against it with a sigh. "That is my... essence. My corrupted summon drained it from me the longer it existed, and spilled it freely across the Domain." He will pull out a small sphere of gold, roughly the size of a marble, sizzling in the palm of his hand. "This bullet was the culprit." + +*WHAT HAPPENED* +He turns away and replies, "A man in black and gold challenged me, called himself the Crooked King. He used these... strange golden weapons. He ate through my strongest spells, corrupted my own magic creatures." + +He will toss the bullet to your group. If anyone catches it bare handed, it will sizzle against their skin if it is bare, or will singe their fur or scales. "He was too dangerous to have my Regalia, so I animated a piece of myself to hold it and cast it out. He became enraged, corrupted the battlezone magic, pushed me through its walls, and bound it to the area around the Gate. Turned it into a one way travel, imprisoned me in my own domain. None of which should be possible for a mortal to do." + +"The creature ran rampant through the Domain, spilling my essence as its continued existence demanded it from me. And when these... mortals entered and touched the ink, they became like me. Barely alive, but unable to die." + +"In defeating my Kurogitsune, you have returned what is mine, and assured the freedom of everyone here. I only need to reclaim my Regalia to break the seal, and reclaim my essence to sever the connection." + +(EMPATHY ROLL) Something about what he said is bugging you. If they are all at no vitality, and likely haven't eaten or drank anything, then losing their connection to the immortality would possibly be fatal. + +*IF THEY ASK TO CONFIRM* +"Correct. Once I sever the connection, they will likely have minutes to live. If you care for these mortals, you will need to find a solution. They are of no consequence to me." + +He raises his hand, sending out a dark wave of magical energy. You hear a familiar chittering and see a creature appear from the shadows. Striker snickers as he steps forward, and waltzes over beside Cassius' stumped arm. "Hello my friends, did you miss me?" + +Cassius remarks, "Oh.. I see now... I have heard your exploits from my animated extension." + +*IF THEY ASK ABOUT THEIR CONNECTION* +"Striker hid my Regalia. He traveled by the Crooked King's shadow." Striker snickers a bit and returns the wavy vantablack dagger to his Master. "And as a piece of me, he knows he barely qualified AS me, and has used it to further his own ambitions." + +Striker turns to Cassius. "It was all part of my plan. Once I found some capable warriors, I just needed to point them in the right direction as Regalia Hunters! They would eventually find their way to your domain and discover you, thereby aiding your recovery on their journey to free the people of Diadem and claim their wish!" + +Cassius stares Striker down. "Is that the rumor you've been spreading?" Striker winces with a grumble, before Cassius continues, "I do not care. Your plan succeeded. I will be whole again soon. Once you all find a solution. And soon." He will leer at your group as he leans against the tree, waiting for you to decide the next step. + +----- + +*ONCE A SOLUTION HAS BEEN REACHED* +Cassius will stop leaning against a nearby dead tree. "The Challenge was corrupted, but the circle was mine. Therefore..." He extends his arm straight into the air, aiming the blade at the sky, before pointing it in the direction of the gate. "I DECLARE THIS CHALLENGE NULL AND VOID." In the distance you hear a strange high pitched noise before what sounds like glass shattering, sending out a pulse of energy through the entire forest. "The magic is gone. You may now leave." + +*IF THEY ASK HOW* +"It is a rule. A domain master with their Regalia in hand may change or cancel any Challenge they are in. It is not a rule we use lightly." You see his tail flick in irritation for a moment. "And HE made a mockery of our rules. I will make him pay." + +----- + +He will place his hand into the ink, his eyes glowing with an ethereal light. The ink suddenly pulses outward from his hand, across the entire body of it, before slowly draining into his hand, much like the creature from earlier. It takes a minute, but you do see the ink levels slowly lower all around you. Even the ink on the various bodies around you seeps off their skin and into his hand. + +Once all the black stains and ink have been recovered, the stub of where his missing arm is will suddenly vibrate a bit, before the bandages suddenly burst off and erupts with a series of nightmarish black tentacles, slowly wrapping themselves together into a spiral and morphing into a new arm. He will test and flex the fingers of for a moment, before turning to your group. + +"This ends my compensation. I advise you leave. The domain will soon return to its normal state, and I am hungry." He will pause to turn to your group, his eyes suddenly turning as red as the moon in the sky, and he gains what can only be described as 'resting murder face.' "For your own sake, take my advice." + +(NOTICE ROLL) You feel a sudden shadow cast over your heads in the clear night sky. When you look up to see what is causing it, a thought crosses your mind. "I could swear there was not a black circle on the surface of the blood red moon a moment ago, making it look like a giant red eye." \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/DOMAIN - Blue.txt b/DOMAIN - Blue.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..e6e15e3 --- /dev/null +++ b/DOMAIN - Blue.txt @@ -0,0 +1,149 @@ +This warbling gate is a golden ring with a blue magic wall, looking like a slow running waterfall + +On the island: +https://youtu.be/XO1MC0BS3K4?si=ZZ4U42grIgWaw_Lv + +After meeting Dorrin: +https://youtu.be/9xeWvFntMcc?si=OgqCsCZTSwpMFxX0 + +## As you exit the BLUE gate, +Your nose is immediately bombarded by the stench of sea salt and your ears are greeted to the sound of seagulls, and your feet THUNK with every step you take on this wooden walkway. This wooden path stretches around an island in a mile wide rectangle, and the only thing beyond it is endless miles of water. + +Welcome to the **Ocean** domain! + +Despite the lack of overall land, the area is anything but lifeless. Dozens of people are walking about in either sailor uniforms, fishing outfits, or deep sea diving gear, all chatting each other up like it was the most normal thing in the world. + +The gate itself is bound to the side of one of the nearby buildings, and there is a signpost with guiding arrows and signs. + +*SOUTH SIDE SHOPS* + +*EAST SIDE DIVING* + +*WEST SIDE DOCKS* + +*NORTH SIDE FISHING* + +*CENTRAL STORAGE* + +----- + +*SOUTHSIDE SHOPS* +All ten shops appear to be selling the same thing, a massive amount of freshly caught seafood of course, but a couple are selling clothing designed for the waters, fishing rods, tackle & bait, fresh catches, some magic rings in a blue hue, and even some boat & diving suit rentals. +The shopkeep, an octopus currently handling four business transactions at once with a blue nametag reading KLEIN, says he hasn't seen the big lug in a while now. + +*EASTSIDE DIVERS* +This stretch of wood seems to be for people to dive full-body in to the water without a vessel. All of them bare minimum have either a net, a spear, or a blade on hand before they dive in. +The diver you speak to (completely obscured by the suit) muffledly tells you the guy is around here somewhere. + +*WESTSIDE BOATS* +Each boat varies greatly in size from a basic 2 man fishing boat to a massive crew-bearing multi-floor vessel, and each one carries out fish as small as simple trout, as large as massive swordfish, and as weird-looking as blue lobsters. +If asked, they will simply tell you he hasn't been around for a few weeks, which sucks because their catches have been on a bit of a decline without him. + +*NORTHSIDE FISHERS* +For the most part, it's just a bunch of guys in basic fishing gear casting their lines from the dock itself instead of the boat, although some of them seem so buzzed they likely don't even care about the fishing anymore. Some kids are even fishing with their dads using string-on-a-stick fishing poles. There's even a pole sticking out of a huge pile of seaweed in the corner. + +Upon being asked, the drunk men start slurring their words at you, but a sparrow in a captain's hat says something to the effect of 'if he ain't in his house, he's either out bulking, sulking, or skulking', and just start laughing like it was the funniest joke they ever heard. + +----- + +*SHACKS* +The outermost shacks are essentially just ice boxes for the peoples' fish, which you watch them load up as you walk by. However, you do see some of them get bigger as you get closer to the center. + +(INVESTIGATE ROLL) The shack in the center is surprisingly large, to the point you could swear it mimicked a two story building. It has an actual front door with stairs leading up to it, and the door appears to be partly open. + +Inside is a fairly decent looking living space. Tables and couches in the living room, burgundy colored painted walls, fully functional kitchen with an extra large fridge, and well maintained stairs leading to the next floor. + +*UPSTAIRS* +You find a pair of fully furnished bedrooms, one of which CLEARLY is designed to house a girl with darker tastes, and the other furnished for more of a sharp dressed man. + +(INVESTIGATE ROLL) The place is surprisingly clean, nothing appears to be damaged or out of the ordinary, but you DO notice everything seems to have several days worth of dust all over it. + +----- + +*INVESTIGATE ROLL ON THE NORTH* +You suddenly realize that pile of seaweed in the corner is... moving? + +You hear a grumbling sound from within the seaweed as it starts to grow in size, revealing a massive person hiding within. He slowly rises to his feet, looming over your group by several inches. The seaweed slowly slips off his body to reveal a buff shark body, his massive tail swinging out from behind him, clearing the view to what little remained of his ocean blue swim trunks, shredded and tattered below the knees. Despite standing up, he faces away from your group toward the ocean. + +*IF ANYONE SAYS ANYTHING* +He will abruptly cut them off. "I know why you're here. And my answer is no." + +He waits for their retort. "I dont care anymore. The people here don't deserve the kindness of freedom. Not anymore." He will begin to walk away, grabbing the string-on-a-stick rod, which actually turns out to be a harpoon upside down. + +*IF THEY ASK WHY* +He sighs and looks to the group, his ocean blue orbs glowing lightly. "You are among the freshest newbies, I assume. Your country sent you here because you were among the best of the volunteers or something along those lines. The people of these lands are all either the same way or the descendants of those people. And that includes the marauders." + +"Those people, raised from such a 'noble and well educated background,' ambushed me in an attempt to take my Regalia by force. And when they didn't get what they wanted, they took something even more precious from me. They proved the quality of a person is irrelevant to their desperation when it comes to getting what they want." He smashes his tail through a nearby plank of wood, causing it to break immediately. "They don't deserve anything less than the suffering they get." And he leaves, heading into the water and submerging himself in it, disappearing from sight. + +A fisherman nearby who heard the hold thing approaches, an old otter man in blue sailor garb and a blue nametag that says GALLON, grabs your group's attention with his thick West Country English accent. "Don't take it personally lads, he be grievin' somethin' fierce. Come with me, I'll explain everythin'." + +He takes you to a fairly good size fishing vessel docked on the east docks, complete with a second floor and enough standing room for a dozen people AND their catches, with a sign on the rear naming it 'The Barrel of Forty-Two.' + +*IF ASKED WHY* +He laughs heartily and replies, "Because a barrel can hold 42 gallons!" + +He takes you out a good mile from the docks, and hands each of you a fishing rod if you want, before flopping in the northernmost seat on the boat and casting out his own line. "Ah... nothin' like the deep blue sea, is thar? Just endless ocean, a gull here or there, and the catch of the day waitin' to be caught." + +*WHEN ASKED ABOUT DM,* +Gallon sighs a bit before responding. "As I said, don't hate the lad. Dorrin is a prideful lad that had his greatest treasure stolen, something far more valuable than sunken gold or that fancy spear o' his. He lost his daughter, a local legend around these parts. Her name was Vivid." + +"He adopted her when she was a teenage lass, no memory of her parents. Ye wouldn't think 'im the fatherin' type, but he raised 'er ta be a fine woman. Beautiful too, her Crimson eyes offset her grayscale fur so well, she had ta turn away many a suitor. If fer no other reason, 'er father would eat 'em alive given th' chance. Provided she di'nt dice the lads inta chum first." + +"It was about a month ago. The blasted marauders had just come by and tried to muck up the fishermen, but ol' Dorrin an' Vivid took care of 'em right quick. His power an' brutality was only matched by 'er speed and precision. Truly a tag team from Hell." + +"But after they were sent packin', new ones stepped in and challenged 'im. An' there was somethin' diff'rent about one of 'em, somethin'... wrong. There were only three, but they challenged 'im fer 'is Regalia, and he accepted the 3 on 1. And they fought dirty." + +"The two he fought first, a lad and a lass, put up a good fight. Zapped 'im, cooked 'im, froze 'im like a fishstick. And he took 'em down. But that last one, he did somethin' most foul.. while Dorrin was busy fightin' 'em, the last one told his men to take Vivid hostage. She fought as hard as she could, but they managed to take 'er away." + +"When Dorrin realized she was nabbed, it was all that last one needed to strike. He used some form of magic gun, golden in hue, fired it right at the distracted Domain Master. It hit Dorrin hard enough to take 'im down. But the thing they never realized was, Dorrin is too tough to die." + +"It was over in a flash, Dorrin had stood back up and had the leader's head an' helmet in his jaw, an' the other two in his hands by the throats. And right when 'e was about to eat the bastard's head clean through, 'e surrendered an' broke off the challenge, grabbed his men an' ran away." + +"We couldnt get a good look at 'em, but I saw that lad's bloodied face through the broken helmet, got a good look at 'is eye when 'is helmet got crushed against 'is skull. He saw death in those Jaws. An' 'e barely escaped it with his life." + +"Since then, Dorrin's waited every wakin' moment for them to return, hoping he can grab 'em an' squeeze 'em for any information. But they haven't returned even once, so he's just waited for 'em for an entire month." + +----- + +*WHY NOT GO AFTER HER* +He turns to the one who asked. "Yer genuinely askin' why a six foot four enraged and grievin' shark man with the powers of the ocean at 'is fingertips doesn't go gallavantin' through the Town of Diadem, bellowin' about his lost daughter?" + +"It only takes a single match to start a fire, (lad/lass). He knows if he does that an' even ONE person gets scared, he'll incite a riot. Domain Master or not, people would fear 'im. It takes all 'is self control not to do just that." + +----- + +"I feel for th' lad, I do. All 'e wants is to know if his daughter is okay. He believes she is, but ev'ry day that passes without her is another day of misery fer 'im." + +(CONTACTS ROLL) Someone suddenly remembers they have a shadowy informant on standby waiting for them. +To summon him, you need a bit of darkness, which the second floor will likely offer. + +*Striker appears in the second floor* +"I knew you couldn't stay away forever... to what do I owe the patronage?" + +*AFTER THEY EXPLAIN* +"Hm hm.. Very well, I'll find your Vivid of the Crimson Eye, but this time it will cost you. Head back to the mainland, I should have something for you by the time you arrive. We can discuss payment then..." He fades into the shadows of the boat. + +When you return, Striker is sitting in the shade of one of the shacks, munching sloppily on a fresh fish carcass. "Mm, delicious.. Oh hello there, welcome back~" + +*IF THEY ASK* +"OH I found whom you were looking for, and she is very much alive..." An eerie moment of silence befalls the entire island, as Dorrin has appeared behind Striker. "..what? Is there something on my face?" He turns around and gasps strainedly as he realizes it too. + +Dorrin is staring down at him with the intensity of a man ready to commit murder. "What... did you... just... say..?" + +Striker turns to him and indignantly replies. "Now see here, fish breath, I will not be intimidated by the likes of HYEARGH!!" He is grabbed by the neck and lifted clean off his feet, meeting eye to eye with Dorrin, while he grabs at Dorrin's arm to try and free himself. + +Dorrin leans in close and stares him in his bug eyes. "You stink of Cassius..." That makes Striker freeze in place for a moment, before Dorrin drops him and aims his Spear at Striker. "Now speak, insect. What do you know?" + +Striker nervously gulps, and responds, "She's alive, she's alive! My informants spotted someone with Crimson eyes in Diadem a few days ago! I couldn't get an exact location but she's somewhere in the Essentials district!" When that spear backs away, he sighs deeply, but jumps in place when Dorrin flops on his ass, staring in the sky. + +"I knew it... I knew she was alive..." His entire demeanor shifts and softens significantly, and you could almost see a smile on his face. He turns to your group after a moment. "Thank you... you have done me a great service. I owe you a debt that will be repaid." + +Striker stands up and complains. "What about me?! I'm the one who got the information! Surely I deserve compensation as well!" + +Dorrin simply reaches over, grabs him by the head, and pulls him down. "You may live to see another day, vermin." He then accurately throws him backward, Striker screaming the whole time as he flies through the air and falls right through the portal. + +Dorrin finally stands back up, raises his Spear in the air, and speaks in a proud voice, "Today is a glorious day! Vivid of the Crimson Eye still lives!!!" And literally everyone on the wharf island cheers at this news. High fives are being exchanged, dancing lines are forming, bottles of booze are appearing out of nowhere. + +"And these are the people whom we have to thank for this information. As repayment, I will accept your challenge, any day of the week you desire. This information is more valuable than any Regalia." He pauses and turns away before continuing, "But not today. For the first time in a month, I am ready to rest." He slowly walks away, headed for the large house in the middle of the island. + +Everyone else, however, is shouting, dancing, and taking drinks of booze in celebration that their island legend is still very much alive. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/DOMAIN - Brown.txt b/DOMAIN - Brown.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..b4cb02c --- /dev/null +++ b/DOMAIN - Brown.txt @@ -0,0 +1,109 @@ +This warbling gate is a golden ring with a brown magic wall, looking like a large cut of stone. + +On the mountain: +https://youtu.be/A-Er-HH1Od8?si=45j_cp0AGMy1tVb- + +After saving the life: +https://youtu.be/FPQwdQjA2zM?si=Vmv_1C-SISdNTfA_ + +## After exiting the BROWN gate, +Your visuals are immediately ensnared by the giant mountainous crags extending straight into the sky, some even with snowy peaks, all eventually wrapping around you in a valley-like formation. + +Welcome to the **Mountain** domain! + +You also see a fairly large open space in the valley before you, occupied by a few dozen trees, a small isolated lake, and a large concrete building with a pair of stone benches in front of it, both of which are completely unoccupied. + +*GO TO THE BUILDING* +When you look inside through the windows, it turns out to be a double purpose building. + +The left side is full of climbing gear for rent. Harnesses, ropes, hooks, helmets, pads, picks, etc. Theres also a kiosk in the back selling many of the same items, as well as trail mix, magic rings in a brown hue, and about six kinds of meat jerky, all of which is ran by a single koala man in a blue polo shirt, his nametag reading BUNJI. + +(NOTICE ROLL) There is also a sign on the far side advertising something called a "Shredder backpack" for 50z + +The right side is a large gym full of legitimately massive workout equipment, and bodybuilders of equal magnitude all working out together. There is one VERY muscular maned wolf woman walking around between them, spotting when necessary and handing out towels & water, her brown nametag reading Jekhyra. + +*IF THEY TALK TO EITHER ONE* +- He will see you walk in the door, suddenly smiling wide. "Welcome, how can I help you?" +- She will sudden;y turn to your group hearing the door open, raising an eyebrow in curiosity. "Hello strangers, can I help you?" + +The group will be told basic information about the domain being THE place to get rock solid muscle and consistent results +- The common ways would be either good old-fashioned working out, or doing some rigorous mountain climbing & hiking. + +*IF THEY ASK ABOUT THE BACKPACK* +The koala/maned wolf smiles a little, (dives down behind the counter/walks into the back for a sec), and pops back out with a 3 foot long 2 foot wide backpack that looks like it's made out of stone-like scales, but they feel like rough fingernails to the touch. Even stranger, in addition to the basic shoulder straps, there's a pair of thick woven strap sets that can be tightened with fabric-like ratchets, wide enough to stick an arm through it like a strapdown shield. + +*IF THEY ASK ABOUT THE DM/REGALIA* +"That it would be Tlaloc, he lives on the peak of the practice mountain. You can usually hear him when he's awake, but since noone has heard the glorious sounds of rocks against rocks, he's likely still asleep." + +- If they spoke to BUNJI, he will call for Jekhyra to come over +- If they spoke to Jekhyra, she will toss a towel around her neck and walk to Bunji + +BUNJI: Afternoon Jekhyra, (I overheard / not sure if you heard), we have some people wanting to see Tlaloc +JEKHYRA: Yep, gonna be a fun day. Gonna need gear for (party size +1) looks like. + +BUNJI: Not a problem, and at 25z a head, that'll come out to... uh... before I do that, you all CAN afford the equipment rental, yes? +JEKHYRA: Shiiit, forgot to mention that. You wanna head up, you gotta get equipment. Helmets, hooks, ropes, backpacks, all that shit. + +Anyone that can afford the climb comes with, the rest can stay at the building and shop around or work out + +The mountain in question already has an indicated entryway, at which she will connect a rope between each of those going up with her in-line before attaching it to herself. She grabs the rope and looks back to your group. "Everybody ready?" Once everyone confirms they are ready to begin, she will begin the climb with them all in tow. + +The climb will take place over the span of an hour, and a total of three times, there will be an ATHLETICS roll made to take DMG from stumbling or making mistakes, as unskilled climbers. + +At the top of the mountain is a relatively uneven and rocky circle of about 200 feet in width, basically making this a hilltop mountain. As your group climbs up onto the top, Jekhyra unhooks each of you from the rope, letting you all walk around and enjoy the view. And the view is spectacular even from this low of a climb, as you have a much better view of those spectacular and significantly bigger mountains, only barely obscured by the few small boulders around you. Until one of the large boulders begins to move entirely on its own. + +(ATHLETICS roll) Someone loses their footing thanks to the loose rocks from the uneven crag and falls over the cliffside, careening down into the distance. But before anyone does anything, a massive SOMETHING whizzes right down in the same direction at breakneck speed. + +The falling character comes face to face with a large brown creature that grabs them in its massive arms, curls tightly around them to flip itself forward, and SLAMS into the ground full force, leaving a small crater upon landing with its two massive yet stubby legs + +The creature slowly lets the fallen person down onto their own two feet, revealing the thick muscular arms under all those spiny armor spikes. You realize you are being stared down by a seven foot tall AND wide pangolin. And the only thing he is wearing is an awkwardly designed loincloth. + +The massive creature peers down at the character and in a halting and slow manner, manages to form a few simple words in a deep, toungue-heavy voice. "YOU? OKAY? HURT?" + +Once they confirm they are okay, the creature nods, turns around, and jams its claws into the rock face, suddenly climbing its way back up the mountain face like it's nothing. + +*IF ANYONE STAYED BEHIND* +You've either been getting hassled by the gym bros into joining them for a workout, or mulling around the equipment store looking over the gear. When that massive pangolin lands outside the building, literally everything and everyone stops, watching the creature set your teammate down, and climb up the wall like some scaley spidermonkey. Everyone suddenly runs outside and checks in with your teammate, making sure they're okay. + +*AT THE TOP OF THE CLIFFSIDE* +About five minutes has passed since you watched your companion fall down into the distance, Jekhyra keeping you all from doing anything reckless. Instead, she regales you with tales of her spelunking in the mountains' various caves, rope bridging to help speed the process of crossing more dangerous ones, and even the time she paraglided from this mountainside... right into the lake. + +You all begin to hear rumbling and spot a massive brown scaly creature climbing up the rock walls with its large talons, and it is approaching FAST. (NOTICE ROLL) And YOU recognize it as the thing that dove after your friend moments after they fell. + +Upon reaching the top, the creature helps itself up onto the flat surface and kinda just stands there for a second, before waving at you all and contorting its hands around as it speaks haltingly. "FRIEND. OKAY. RIDE? DOWN?" He then turns around and points to his back, offering to escort you down. + +*IF ANYONE ASKS OR OBJECTS* +Jekhyra will step forward and stand beside the creature. "You got nothing to worry about. Tlaloc here's the Domain Master and an expert mountain climber." She will pat him on the shoulder before stepping away. "I'm going down the long way, so you can either go with me, or with him." + +*EITHER WAY* +It only takes a few minutes before Tlaloc makes it to the ground, and when he touches down, he kneels down to let you all off his back. He just smiles as best he can while he watches your group climb down off him and reunite with your fallen teammate. After you all have caught up, he points to the building Jekhyra pointed out and waves for you to follow him. + +Once inside, he takes you through the gym area to a room in the back of the gym itself, and tosses you each a bottle of ice cold water. He himself grabs one as well and simply holds it over his head, poking a hole with one talon and guzzling the water as it streams out in only a few seconds. After he finishes, he clears his throat as best he can and points at your group, then the floor, then the mountain. "YOU. VISIT. WHY?" + +*IF THEY MENTION DM / REGALIA* +Tlaloc suddenly stands up and begins laughing excitedly like a small child, in a deep unsettling tone. Everyone slowly puts down their equipment and starts asking what is going on and what has him so giddy. + +*IF THEY ANSWER* +All the gum bros start getting excited, chanting and hollering about the chance to see Tlaloc the Immovable in action. Around this time, Jekhyra finally bursts in, having known a few slightly more dangerous shortcuts for going DOWN the mountain, and reuniting the group with anyone that wasn't there yet. She sees the commotion and wants to know what's going on. + +*IF THEY ANSWER* +Jekhyra will widen her eyes, and step up to Tlaloc, temming him to step outside for a minute. He will giddily do so, running through the gym and barely noticing himself running into several freely sitting around weights. When he gets outside the door, he will start doing stretches in preparation. + +Jekhyra will stare at your group in disbelief. "Okay I'm going to assume you are all insane to actually WANT to take on THAT." She will pause as Tlaloc picks up one of the stone benches in each hand, using them like free weights, each rep further exposing the massive muscles hidden under all those thick rock-like spikes. Tlaloc will suddenly turn toward the gate, putting down the benches as a new group of people come into the domain. You watch him waddle toward them like an overweight excited toddler, leaving footprints in the ground with every step of his hyper muscular yet short and stubby legs. + +*GIVE THEM A MOMENT TO THINK IT OVER* +You hear a loud thud and see that Tlaloc is suddenly on the ground, bellowing out in pain. You see the group of peoples' attention is now turned toward you. And yes, it is very obvious now they are Marauders. + +Every gym bro is suddenly VERY agitated, and you hear about twenty sets of knuckles and necks cracking as they all head for the door. A furious Jekhyra is clearly resisting the urge to go with. "I... want you to go... help 'greet' our new 'guests'... while I go help Tlaloc... think you can help me do that?" Her heckles are raised, her eyes are sharp, and she is practically snarling. + +Outside, the gym bros are actively knocking the snot out of most of the weaker people, but several of them are managing to hold onto their own thanks to some very strange looking golden blades. In the center though, there appears to be a group of leaders just hanging out and watching their men get beaten up three to one. They see your group coming while Jekhyra swings wide to go for Tlaloc and get him away from the battlefield. + +*AFTER THE FIGHT* + +Every one of the fifty or so Marauders lie in a heap on the ground, very battered and bruised. All the gum bros are hooting and hollering, high fiving and shaking hands with your group, acting like you were one of them all along. A couple of them look like they took some solid hits,, but they just start bandaging themselves up like it was nothing at all. The good times are suddenly interrupted when you hear Tlaloc bellowing from the stone bench behind you. + +He is actually sniffling like a child that just learned he wasn't immortal, Jekhyra tending to a massive gash going down his chest diagonally. There doesn't appear to be any blood thankfully, since even THAT skin is incredibly dense, but there IS traces of gold dust trickling out of the cut. Jekhyra doesn't appear to have any bandages that can stick to the wound, so instead she is just pouring water to clean the gold out of it. Which appears to work, because he starts to calm down right quick after, but still seems woozy. + +"Okay so... goes without saying, no challenge today. Whatever they hit him with, hit him HARD." All the gym bros seem sad to hear their big friend won't get to stomp your shit in, and she continues, "Buuut... give him a couple days for this to heal up and he'll likely be good to go." + +She will help Tlaloc up and support him on her shoulder, slowly walking a few steps with him in tow, before he suddenly falls over onto the ground with a dull thud. He has just fallen asleep again. And this time, Jekhyra is trapped under the wight of his massive arm, which everyone points and laughs at. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/DOMAIN - Gray.txt b/DOMAIN - Gray.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..1be58db --- /dev/null +++ b/DOMAIN - Gray.txt @@ -0,0 +1,125 @@ +This warbling gate is a golden ring with a gray magic wall, looking like a slowly moving gray fog + +In the graveyard: +https://youtu.be/fX07qD_782Y?si=DipdsPgRYBKiCadk + +In the cathedral: +https://youtu.be/6H2JbT4BRDU?si=lvecRpHQf5X5fU8H + +## Upon exiting the GRAY gate, +you feel a strange chill run up all your spines. Not from it being cold, but moreso because you find yourself face to face with several rows of tombstones that extend into an unending gray mist. + +Welcome to the **Graveyard** domain! + +(WILL ROLL) +(Lowest roller) suddenly has the strangest sensation that they don't want to go any further inside. Not so much that they're afraid to, but like 10,000 really REALLY bad outcomes just appeared on their mind at once and it is compelling them to turn and run. + +*IF THEY CONTINUE* +As far as the eye can see is just rows upon rows of graves and fog, none more distinct than the other barring a few with unique headstones. Other than that and the occasional tree, the only distinguishing thing in the area is the brick path in the ground leading forward. + +(NOTICE ROLL) The dates and ages on the grave catch your eye. The graves in the front row next to the road are all brand new, some not even a day old, and most of their ages are upwards of 80s and 90s, barring the occasional person that passed far too young. + +(NOTICE roll) You spot someone in the distance, their body obscured by the mist. + +----- + +*IF THEY APPROACH* +You see a gray wolf man with messy white hair kneeling with a small handful of flowers, arranging them against the grave in front of him. As you approach, he will stand and walk over to a wheeled flower cart behind him, picking up a bushel of those colorful flowers. + +*IF THEY WAIT OR CALL OUT* +The obscured figure will slowly approach, revealing themselves to be a wolf man with messy white hair, pulling a wheeled wooden cart behind himself. He will suddenly stop, walking around to the back side of the cart, and grab an arm load of brightly colored flowers. + +----- + +*IF THEY SAY ANYTHING OR APPROACH FURTHER* +The wolf man will suddenly turn to your group, his eyes a dull emerald green. He will speak with a soft Tamil accent, "Oh... Abologies, I was focusing on my work." He will take the fresh bushel of flowers to any graves next to the main path and place a few flowers on each one. + +(Tamil sounds similar to Indian accents) +(Replace T with D, P with B, roll the R) + +*ASK ABOUT DM/REGALIA* +He will raise a hand again so he can speak. "Abologies again, bud I have much work do do. If you will meed me ad dhe ceremony hall, I will dalk do you dhere." He will pick up his cart and roll past your group, eyes to the ground as he walks forward slowly. + +----- + +You eventually spot a large cathedral-like facility with a massive pair of wide open doors. There is also a building at either side, not as fancy as the huge cathedral in the middle, but built similarly. Thanatos will park his cart off to the right side before turning to your group. + +*LEFT BUILDING* +You find a door leading into a storage facility filled with instruments. Mostly pianos, violins, harps, flutes, ceremonial drums, and the tools to repair them all. + +*RIGHT BUILDING* +You find a door leading into a warehouse with several sets of nice dress clothes in multiple sizes, as well as "pine boxes" in identical sizes, plus shovels, large slabs of stone, chisels, choir gowns, extra wooden podiums, and a surprisingly large hair and makeup kit. + +*OPEN CATHEDRAL* +You enter the main congregation hall, with rows of pews like any other church, but the elevated stage in the back is holding a podium, an open casket, and a portrait of the deceased. The dozens of people in the seats are chattering, reminiscing, crying, and even laughing as they support each other. There are also a few people walking up to the casket to say their goodbyes. + +(CONTACTS ROLL) It's a photo of Warton, the elderly bulldog man that ran the bookstore + +A younger bulldog man steps forth to the podium as that same grayscale wolf man you met earlier steps up to the piano, playing a soft tune as the bulldog speaks. "Hello, uh.. My name is Peyton, and I'm Warton's son. I want to thank you all for coming out to say your goodbyes and... I'm... I'm sorry, I'm gonna need a moment." He pauses to step away and take a stilling breath. + +"My father was a unique kind of guy. Always happy, well read, smartest man I ever met. Je was always on the lookout for some new story or book he'd never heard of, loved meeting new people, and all he ever wanted was for others to love stories as much as he did. He made sure to read to me every night, and I always felt like I never really told him how much it meant to me that he did..." He paused again, fighting back tears. + +"Back when I was a student at Diadem University, they had a class where they went over each known religion's interpretation of the afterlife. They were all different, but the trend showed if you were a decent person, then when you died, you went somewhere amazing or maybe got a better life the next time around." + +"I say that to say, this man was quite possibly the kindest, strongest, and most morally upright man I ever knew. And I may not be a religious man, but if any of them turns out to be true, he deserves the absolute best and has MORE than earned it." He turns to the casket, mic in hand. "Thank you for everything. I just hope that, wherever you are right now, you know that you are now, and always will be, loved." + +The audience erupts in applause and comments, a few stepping up on stage to hug and compliment his bravery. The next person in line, a cardinal man, steps up to speak next. + +(NOTICE ROLL) One of you noticed the music had stopped and the wolf man had moved to the opposite side of the aisle as you. + +"I abologize for my indrusion, I hope you do not mind. Bud afder hearing him, I needed do dake a moment for myself. Id is empowering do hear one speak with such passion. And his lade fadher is so full of pride knowing his son dhinks so highly of him." + +*IF THEY ASK HOW HE KNOWS* +"Id is my... gifd, in a sense. Odhers Domain Masders can see and feel dhe bower of dhe elemends dhemselves, bud mine is somedhing much differend." He extends his hand for you to touch. + +*TOUCH THE HAND* +Everything you can see shifts a bit, the room around you losing its color, and the people themselves now giving a faint glow of various bodily colors. The angry people show off red, the sad ones are blue, the scared ones glow white, and you could swear you see a person shrouded in gray that wasn't there a moment ago, patting the shoulder of the blue shrouded bulldog man that spoke earlier. + +"Deadh Magic is somedhing many beoble do not undersdand, bud id is an inherend way do dap dhe bower of exisdence idself. You beer indo dhe very essence of life, and eben beyond." You see that person in gray suddenly dissipate into mist, spreading out into the open air. And the son looks around confused, suddenly becoming deep in thought. + +"Unlike life magic which is freely given, deadh magic is more finide, and only exisds because dhose dhat came before lefd dhad magic behind, simbly by exisding in dhe firsd place. And as dhe caredaker of dhe graveyard and dhe magic widhin, I believe every life deserves do be celebraded for ever having exisded." He takes his hand away, and everything fades back into normal view. + +(EMPATHY ROLL) However, (highest roller)'s eyes are acting a bit odd, and are glitching a bit back and forth between normal view and this new mood ring like view. + +----- + +That player has earned a new STUNT: +EYES OF ETERNITY +- +2 on EMPATHY rolls with people in distress +- EMPATHY ROLL to read emotions as a color aura + +----- + +His wolf ears will suddenly flick a bit, and he will stand up, staring atraight at the door. "I beliebe we have uninvided guesds.. excuse me." He will quietly walk out the door, making sure to close it behind him. Despite this, you can hear several screams of men AND women just outside, while thankfully the people at the funeral have not heard a word. + +*WHEN THEY GO OUTSIDE* +You will see the thickest blanket of gray mist outside the doors, but you THINK you can also recognize the outline of seven or eight people, the closest one looking like the wolf man. But as the mist begins to clear, the others are revealed to be Marauders, but they are all terrified of the wolf man. + +His back is turned to your group, but he is holding what looks like an old fashioned wooden scythe with a wolf skull accenting the top of the staff where it meets the long curved blade. All the Marauders are shaking like leaves, all of them surrounded by a thick layer of the gray mist. Thanatos steps forward, causing them all to jump a bit, before he speaks, "None of you are on dhe lisd... I advise you leave before dhad changes..." + +Every single Marauder suddenly screams and runs away like some kind of bad horror movie, and you see the wolf man's shoulders slump a bit. He turns to your group, the scythe he was holding dissipating into the mist around him. "Abologies, again, bud now dhad we are oudside, I believe now is a good dime for indroductions... my name is Thanatos, and if id was nod obvious, I am dhe Domain Masder." + +*IF ASKED ABOUT CHALLENGE* +He sighs a bit and nods. "Drudhfully I would nod be able do do this right now, as I have many ceremonies to berform doday. Dhis one should be just aboud over, and a new one shall begin soon afder." Just as he says that, everyone at the ceremony files out the front doors, casket at the very front in the arms of four men, the rest following with all the photos and flowers in hand. + +One of the grieving women, an elderly cardinal, walks over to Thanatos, sniffing and tearing up. "Thank you for such a lovely ceremony, sir. You did everything perfectly." He kneels down so he is at her eye level, taking her hands in his and smiling softly at her. + +"A gread man deserves nodhing less dhan do be surrounded by friends and family, no differend dhan in life. All I did was provide dhe venue. Your people... dhey made dhe ceremony come to life." She suddenly jumps up and hugs him tightly, bawling into his shoulder for a moment, and he eventually returns her embrace. And that is when she realizes your group standing right behind him. + +She quickly releases him and covers her mouth with both hands over a soft gasp, taking a step back, and straightens her outfit out a bit. "I-Im so sorry, I didn't see you there.. I'm Riwena. I'm here for the service.. obviously.." She pauses and looks to Thanatos. "Are these your friends, or..?" + +He replies, "Dhey are nod friends ber se, dhey are.. a fudure abboindmend." + +She gasps a bit and walks up to you all, wiping her eyes with a tissue. "I'm so sorry for your loss. My husband just lost his closest friend and gambling buddy." + +Thanatos reaches down and holds her shoulder. "Acdually no, dhere is no loss. Dhey have a differend kind of abboindmend." + +She turns to him a bit confused. "You do other things than funerals here?" + +"Indeed. We host birdhday bardies, ghosd sdory nighds, and slam poedry readings on weekends." And she bursts out laughing, which catches the attention of the entire congregation as they set up the carry to the burial. He kindly ushers her to go back to her event, and she staggers off, laughing the whole way. + +"Dhad is dhe kind of momend I exisd for. Despide dhe endless flow of dears, she found a momend do share a smile. And now, dhad smile will become as infecdious as the woe dhad broughd dhem here. And she knows if she can smile ad a dime like dhis, dhen... she will be okay." By the time he stops talking, the entire group of people she was part of are all bellowing in laughter. + +(Whoever kept the eye ability can see her blue sadness fading into yellow joy, as does many others) + +"Id is dime for me do begin proceedings for dhe next ceremony... bud I meand whad I said when I referred to you as a fudure abboindmend. Come back on any fudure dade and we shall have your challenge. For now, I have much do do." He will step away from your group, heading back into the cathedral and slamming the doors behind him. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/DOMAIN - Green.txt b/DOMAIN - Green.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..8a8e4de --- /dev/null +++ b/DOMAIN - Green.txt @@ -0,0 +1,172 @@ +The warbling gate is a golden ring with a green magic wall, looking like a slow swirling tornado + +In the meadow: +https://youtu.be/TZSA5HbOIEA?si=LsifjOBxxEd7iTrq + +In the Archery range: +https://youtu.be/D9X-bE51G08?si=v7PRWVioJGvBxWTb + +## Upon exiting the GREEN gate, +you feel the gentlest of breezes grazing your faces, you hear the lightest rustling of leaves in nearby trees, and as far as the eye can see is almost all lush green grasses, only sparsely populated by the occasional tree. The sky is as blue as the ocean, only decorated by a few small clouds, and for the first time since you entered the island, you are greeted by almost pure silence. + +Welcome to the **Grasslands** domain! + +(ATHLETICS ROLL) +The silence is abruptly interrupted by a sputtering noise coming from right beside your group, a horse head suddenly leaning down and very curiously sniffing (lowest roller) over. You also notice the horse is inside a large wooden corral. Which is connected to a stable with a dozen different shape and size horses, all behind a sign on the front that reads "Villi's Fillies, Rentals 10z." + +*IF ANYONE COMMENTS ON IT* +A female voice from behind you speaks out. "Knock it off Rosa, they don't have food for you!" + +The gate is attached to a fairly large boulder, and lying atop said Boulder stretched out is a white kitsune, her arms under her head as she stares into the sky, one leg crossed over the other. "Dont worry about the horses, long as you don't mess with them, they won't mess with you too much." + +*ASKS ABOUT HER* +She doesn't really move, but her head turns a little toward you. "Name's Villi. You new here? Most people know this to be the place for some peace and quiet." + +*ASKING ABOUT DM/REGALIA* +She sits upright and perks her ears, listening for a moment before pointing out a rather large oak tree in the distance. "You want Corentin, he's that way. Either practicing or sleeping on some warm rock." At best, you're looking at an hour of foot travel. + +*IF ANYONE COMPLAINS* +She will roll her eyes a bit. "Follow me." She jumps down to the other side of the rock, stepping out from behind it and walking into the ranch's main entrance. + +*IF THEY FOLLOW* +She will lead you into a walkway outside of the main pen, a few of the horses within approaching your group curiously. "Walking would take a while, but if you were to ride THESE, you'd get there in a few minutes." + +*IF YES* +She will guide (1/2 the number of players rounded up) horses toward the entrance, and straps a double seated saddle on each. "Pick your pairs, I don't have enough single saddles for all of you right now." While you decide, she will also put on a simple set of reigns, holding them for your group. + +(ONLY OFFER HORSES TO THOSE WITH DRIVE AND/OR WHO MAKE THE ROLL) + +*REGARDLESS OF WHICH OPTION* +As you travel through the lush grasses, you see mostly open greenery all being pushed around by a light breeze, and you hear leaves rustling in the nearby trees. Other than that, it's a quiet calm journey to the largest tree you can see. + +(NOTICE ROLL) You detect a peculiar scent in the air, something delicate and sweet. And it gets stronger as you approach the tree. + +You arrive at your destination, the giant oak tree Villi pointed out. And it is ALOT bigger than you thought it would be, looking about 30 feet wide at its base and easily 50 feet tall. + +To the left is a fairly large wooden corral with a dozen horses inside, not too different from your own. + +To the right is a fenced in garden with rows upon rows of bushes covered in flowers, which is where the scent appears to be coming from. + +The grass between the tree, corral, and garden is kept incredibly clean to the ground, but the grass outside and around it is tall enough to act like a natural fence line. + +*IF CORRAL* +All the horses inside are casually eating grass or drinking from a nearby trough of water, all of them wearing saddles, most of which are single seaters. The corral doorway has a large sign on it saying "hold your horses" and a latched gate that CAN be opened from the outside. + +*IF GARDEN* +There are a dozen rows of bush that stretch out several yards back, all contained within a handcrafted wooden fence. The lattice archway at the entrance is about eight feet high and ten feet wide, with a wooden sign on the left stating "Camellia Sinensis" and an identical sign on the right side stating "free to take." Each row of bushes are the same from beginning to end, some having flowers and some having tiny brown or green berries. + +(INVESTIGATE ROLL) The bushes that DO have flowers are either a brilliant white or with some small amounts of pink, seven or eight petals each, with yellow stamen in each of them. + +(CONTACTS ROLL) Camellia Sinensis is the scientific name for the Tea Plant. You are looking at an acre-sized tea garden. + +*IF OAK TREE* +You couldn't see it from so far away, but there is a large treehouse hidden inside its higher branches. It is masterfully crafted, shaped right in and around the branches themselves, blending in seamlessly. There is also a rope ladder AND a climbing rope leading up to it. + +*IF THEY CALL UP* +You get no response except for some chirping of birds around you. + +*IF THEY CLIMB IN* +The treehouse is proportioned professionally well, has three main rooms, and is full of breezy open windows. + +- The central room has a wood and wicker double couch & single chair set with a coffee table in between them all, and a fireplace centered behind them. + +- There is a kitchen space on the left with wooden table & chairs, cabinets, shelves, a sink, and a fridge. +> The cabinets are full of glass dishware +> The shelves hold several airtight jars full of dried plant leaves +> The sink looks normal, but the fridge is an old fashioned ice box and doesn't use electricity + +- To the right of the living room is a door that is slightly cracked open, and you can see what looks like an awkward sized and shaped mattress, looking like it might be a giant fabric sack full of hay or straw? + +(NOTICE ROLL) From a nearby window, you can see a few long wooden tables sticking up from a clearing in the shorter grass, and you can see dozens of people walking about like some kind of event is taking place "in the back yard of the treehouse". +(The massive tree made it impossible to see before) + +*BEHIND THE TREE* +Half a dozen people are practicing Archery on wooden targets in the far back clearing, each one taking turns with mixed success + +Another ten or so are off to the left, performing various yoga poses + +About eight are sitting at one of the long tables in the middle, fiddling with sticks, leaves, and flowers +- Upon closer inspection, the people are either stripping down flowers and leaves or cleaning long pieces of wood for arrow shafts + +You even spot a few people flying kites on the right, some small diamond shaped and some looking like miniature hot air balloons + +And another group is closest to the tree, simply lying in the tall-ish grass staring at the cloudy sky, much like Villi was atop the rock + +(Any group you approach and ask tells you to go talk to the archers) + +The archers are much more open to speaking, and point out a person at the far end of the range in a loose fitting white Yukata with blue windy designed trim around the sleeve ends. The right sleeve is completely slid off, revealing the black shirt with red trim underneath, only barely obscured by the quiver of arrows on his back. + +*IF THEY APPROACH* +The man in the distance appears to just be standing in the grass, bow fully drawn and aimed at nothing in particular. Though obscured, you can see his skin is of a scaled green hue, his hair is dark and messy, and his legs are nowhere to be seen, instead replaced by a massive serpent's body coiled neatly beneath him. + +*IF THEY SPEAK* +His eyes slowly open and reveal the serpent slits within, before turning and launching the arrow in a seemingly random direction, staying in the air for several seconds before finally coming down and disappearing in the taller grass. And the moment it disappears, you hear a young voice in the far distance shout "OW! SON OF A BITCH!" + +A far off head suddenly stands up, rubbing her forehead and holding the arrow in her hand, which you now see is tipped with a green rubber ball. "WHAT WAS THAT FOR?! WE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!" + +*IF ANYONE ASKS ABOUT HER SAYING 'WE'* +*OR IF NOONE NOTICES, (NOTICE ROLL)* +Several more heads pop up form the grass, and the leader smacks her upside the back of the head. They will suddenly charge your group and the archer, revealing themselves to be Marauders, but right when they get close, the rubber ball on the arrowhead will suddenly POP, causing them all to scream that their ears are now either hurting immensely, or they can't hear. +*If you fight them, their first round of combat will have DISADV in all aspects.* + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +The archer slowly slithers closer to the defeated Marauders, bow on his back. "You have disturbed the peace of my Domain. I would like to know why." + +The one out of the group that can actually hear him will reply, "That's what we do! It's literally our job!" The archer will close his eyes and shake his head in disappointment, before pulling down the other sleeve of his yukata and unfurling a large pair of reptilian scaled wings, an array of deep emerald green glittering off the back of them. + +"Please take your occupational hazards elsewhere." He then flaps his wings once, twice, three times, each one blasting a larger and larger gust of air until it begins to circle their group on the ground, picking each one up into a windy cyclone, all of them suddenly ascending into the sky in a dizzying spiral and headed straight for the gate. + +*IF THEY ASK* +All but one are unanimously flung through the gate by the air current, the last one flopping on the ground in front of it. And when he raises his head, his eyes are greeted by the sight of Villi, cracking her knuckles. + +*BACK AT YOUR GROUP* +The archer collapses his wings with a soft sigh, resleeving his yukata over his left arm only as before, then finally turns to you. "I appreciate your assistance in removing the troublemakers. I am Corentin. I do not have much to offer in compensation, but would you like to join me for tea?" + +*BACK AT THE TREEHOUSE* +He hangs his bow and arrows by the door on wooden hooks, slithering to his kitchen, coming out with three kettles, all of which are placed in the fireplace. He lights a match to start a fire in the stone fireplace, the smoke rolling out the top and out a fairly well hidden chimney. "While the kettles warm, why don't we discuss what brings you here today?" + +As you chat, he will grab a jar of honey and (number of players +1) cups out of his cupboard, placing them on a nearby table, each with a saucer and a spoon. + +*WHEN DM/REGALIA IS MENTIONED* +"My Regalia is no longer in my possession. It was stolen from me some months ago." + +(EMPATHY ROLL) He oddly doesn't seem to care that much about it, treating it no differently than losing a sock he would never use. + +*IF THEY ASK WHY HE DOESNT SEEM TO CARE* +"Well it wouldn't do for a domain master of the most Serene paradise in all of Diadem to stress over such things, would it? I'm sure you've noticed, but the Domains are not just thematic paradises. They are also direct reflections of their Masters themselves, ideal environments for each one that others may enjoy. The living embodiment of serenity showing stress would be... counterintuitive. Curious question, which domains have you visited thus far?" + +*HE WILL POUR TEA FOR EVERYONE AS THEY TALK* +The first kettle will pour white tea for anyone wanting something sweet and fruity. +The second kettle will pour green tea for anyone wanting something flowery and earthy. +The third kettle will pour black tea for anyone wanting something malty and spiced. + +Aodaghan desired a location with a fiery attitude no different than his own, with an endless task he could labor over forever. + +Conroy sought out a knowledge base to potentially sate his endless curiosity for new information. + +Zahir wished for a place of whimsy and smiles, somewhere he could celebrate endlessly. + +Dorrin needed a vast and unending depth he could work out his frustrations without breaking his vow of stoicism. + +Arledge wanted a bountiful paradise, where the land would always yield an endless supply of goods for everyone to live off. + +Miranda yearned for the most massive space to look upon all the ahem... potential friends she could one day meet. + +Whitaker wished for a place he could easily hide himself away in, somewhere people would not frequent without good reason. + +Fulmo wanted a land that reflected his powerful and steadfast view of the law and its refined absolutism. + +Thanatos just desired a proper ceremonial grounds and final resting place for those whom have passed. + +Cassius desired the most dangerous and solitary place imaginable, somewhere as empty outside as he is inside. + +Tlaloc wanted an endless challenge, some kind of playground for himself and the most strong willed participants to take part in together. + +"As for mine, I simply wanted a peaceful home, somewhere where violence and aggravation could be left behind for a single moment, and one could embrace the true sensation of stillness. Not just in the gentle sound of the winds, but also in sight of the rustling leaves from the vine, the smell of the inviting flowers, the taste of the cleanest & purest air, and the feel of the softest grass pressing against one's skin. This place is a delight to all five senses, and embodies the purest aspect of peace." + +He looks down at his cup of tea, noticing a small twig of a tea leaf floating upright. "Speaking of... I don't fancy myself a therapist, but I can see some of you are very stressed for a multitude of reasons, and I doubt it has much to do with the Marauders either. Perhaps while you are here, we could discuss what ails you?" + +HE WILL ATTEMPT TO LISTEN AND REASON THROUGH THEIR ISSUES, PROVIDED THEY WISH TO SHARE ABOUT THEM + +After the conversation, he will stretch his arms high over his head. "Today has been a rather exciting day... I believe it is my turn to relax... If you happen to come across my bow, please do return it to me, and we can discuss a potential challenge then. In the meantime, feel free to enjoy my domain anytime you like." \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/DOMAIN - Indigo.txt b/DOMAIN - Indigo.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..c333a0c --- /dev/null +++ b/DOMAIN - Indigo.txt @@ -0,0 +1,105 @@ +Upon walking through the "forbidden door", your group sees an infinite expanse of nothingness. There are no buildings, no trees, no signs of life of any kind. + +Overhead you can see an infinite starry night sky with no moon in sight, and beneath you the floor seems to move and shimmer like a massive pool of water. Your feet stand upon it no differently than any other floor, and from where your feet stand and step, ripples expand out and make those little lights dance beautifully. + +----- + +*IF INTRUDING* +Caelum will appear behind the individual/group, clear irritation in his eyes. "You people really don't know how to read, do you?" He glares at them a bit as they respons, but will sigh and push his way through the doorway. "Whatever, not like it really matters... might as well come in." + +----- + +Caelum will walk in and turn to your group, raising his hands in a half-hearted attempt at being entertaining. "Well here it is, my... 'Domain' I guess, following this place's stupid rules. I call it the Seeker Domain." He heads in a bit deeper, and waves your group to come kn half heartedly. You didn't quite spot it at first, but there are SOME small objects in the room. + +You see a decent sized bed, a few sturdy wood & leather chairs, a lit fireplace with the smoke rising into the infinite above, a series of black candles lit atop the mantle, and a small table with some open books & papers on it near the chairs. + +(NOTICE ROLL) +- You notice the bedspread, the leather of the chairs, and the backs of all the books are almost all the same shade of indigo +- You notice the flame inside the fireplace, as well as the flame on the candles themselves, are all a radiant green. Moreso, the candles are all in groups of 1, 2, 3, and 4 in their holders, but in the middle is an old fashioned menorah holding the last 5 +- The books on the table are surprisingly high class readings. Psychology books, conceptual understanding & reasoning dissertations, an interstellar Bible, and some strange scribbles discussing the values of mind & body, as well as logic & reason being correlated to emotion + +*IF THEY ASK WHAT HE IS* +He eill shrug a little. "There's no real definition for 'what' I am here, but the closest I can find would be... demon, I guess?" He will pull back his hood, revealing a small lizard sitting atop his head. He will pick the little creature up, hold it in his hands, and pet it lightly. "Suffice it to say I'm not mortal, I just chose this look to separate myself from... where I came from." He will set his lizard down on another nearby chair. + +*WHERE DID HE COME FROM* +His eyes suddenly sink a little as he thinks about that one, looking a bit sad. "I came here from another reality... one where everything was in a perpetual cycle, and no matter how hard anyone tried, it always ended up the same. Everything turned out well there... But, something else came up. So I left. Ended up here on accident, probably because it had... elements of my home I didn't want to leave behind." + +*ASK ABOUT DM/REGALIA* +"If you are looking to fight me as you would a Domain Master, I can fill the part. I am only able to do so on a technicality, because of this island's... rules." He will stand up and approach your group, looking at all of you with a serious glint in his eye. + +"I should warn you, my magic is vastly different from the Masters. I would severely limit myself, but it will not be an easy fight, I have to stress this above all else. And just like in their CHALLENGES, you can surrender anytime you want. You could come back and try again." + +"There wouldn't be a Regalia at risk, for either of us. But, should you win, I would be inclined to give you another prize. I could give you an all-new ability, you could learn one of my spells, I could craft you a I could answer any question-- ALMOST any question. Some knowledge I hold would jeopardize my stay here." + +*IF THEY ACCEPT* +He will step away from your group into the center of the void, his body radiating with indigo colored energy. When he turns back around, his appearance has changed somewhat, dawning pale yellow fur, resembling a cat-like imp. He will slowly begin levitating into the air, and a strange staff will materialize in his hand, glowing the same indigo energy. + +"I hope you are all ready for this. Should you defeat me, there would be nothing in this Universe that could stop you." + +----- + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +Caelum will slowly lower himself to the ground, dismiss the cat-like form & staff, and walk toward your group. "I commend you for your efforts." + +IF THEY LOSE & CAELUM IS AT 3/4 HEALTH +"You did better than most would this early in your journey, you should take pride in this. Feel free to try again anytime." The door to the Domain will open for your group. + +IF THEY LOSE & CAELUM IS AT 1/2 HEALTH +"You were truly impressive. But I know you can all do better." He will then comment on areas where your team could improve. The door to the Domain will open for your group. + +IF THEY LOSE & CAELUM IS AT 1/4 HEALTH +"You were close, very close. (I can see why people would call you Kings.) Though this might be your limit, unless you try a little harder." The door to the Domain will open for your group. + +IF THEY WIN +"You defeated me fair and square, fantastic job. Your last attack almost hurt. I had my doubts if your tactics would work, but you surprised me. And I will keep my promise. What would each of you request for your prize?" + +----- + +They can ask for any reasonable ability +They can ask for any of his spells +They can ask ALMOST any question + +- They can NOT ask about the identity of the FACES, the CROOKED KING, the GOLD WEAPONS, what the DOMAIN MASTERS & REGALIA are, etc +(ANYTHING STORY RELEVANT) + +----- + +WHERE DID YOU COME FROM +"A place called Da'at. It's infinitly far from here." + +WHAT ARE YOU REALLY +"It would take too long to explain fully, just a cat-like demon." + +WHY NOT FIGHT AND COLLECT REGALIA +"It's not my place to fight. Even if I have every right." + +HOW MUCH WERE YOU LIMITING YOURSELF +"If I had to put a number to it, it was roughly 0.000001% of my full potential." + +WHAT IS WITH THE CANDLE +"It's a menorah. It's bound to me about as much as a Regalia is to Domain Master." + +WILL YOU FIGHT US AT FULL POWER +"No. Not unless you want a fight you cannot win." + +----- + +WANTING A SPELL +He will walk to a nearby chest, reach in, and pull out another black candle, setting it on the table. "This is my Menorah, it's akin to how Regalia work here, so far as the rules permit. Touch it, and it will give you any one of my spells." + +----- + +WEAPON +He will raise his hands and ask them for a description of what they want from the weapon, slowly constructing it before them. Any weapon he constructs will be always treated as INFUSED, and can still be INFUSED with other magic, depending on what they want it to do. + +If they request his staff instead, he will simply manifest it and give it to them. + +----- + +ABILITY/STUNT +He will openly discuss with the player exactly what they are looking to do with this ability. Once it has been established, he will levitate up to them, hold their face in his small hands, and gaze into their eyes for a moment, his retina glowing a deep violet. After a few moments, he will lower himself back down and confirm they now have exactly what they wish. + +----- + +Once everyone has been given what they desire, the door will open to his Domain. He will follow your group out and mention, "If you ever want your um.. abilities adjusted.. I think you've earned the right to have that done for free now." He will wave your group off as he reassumes his place behind the counter. "Good luck out there, Kings of Kings." \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/DOMAIN - Orange.txt b/DOMAIN - Orange.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..424b07a --- /dev/null +++ b/DOMAIN - Orange.txt @@ -0,0 +1,83 @@ +The warbling gate is a golden ring with an orange magic wall, looking like a loose pile of oddly colored sand + +ORANGE DOMAIN + +In the Library: +https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nT_Ql8kwm4M + +In the back lab: +https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Y-PFMU_NiM + +## Upon exiting the ORANGE gate, +you stumble on your way out of it and land on all fours one after the other into a pile of sand, and are immediately met with a deep dense heat all around you. Not like fire, but moreso the air being devoid of all moisture, which is when you realize most of the land around you in all directions is endless amounts of sand. + +Welcome to the DESERT domain! + +*BEHIND YOU* +You realize the gate itself is angled backward at about 45 degrees, and the reason is because it is physically built into the angled walll of the foot of one of three pyramids, each one probably ranging upwards of 400 feet tall. And you do see an entrance in the center of the one the gate is built into, a deep rectangular entryway going a few yards back into the structure. + +*IF THEY GO IN* +You feel an immediate wave of coolness break the heat as you peer into what might be the largest library you have ever seen. Before you are rows of books reaching heights well exceeding a second story building's, the columns easily double digit, and the depth too far to immediately spot with the naked eye. + +*NOTICE ROLL* +They all seem to be in something akin to the Dewey Decimal system, except... not? The books are all organized by their general themes of philosophy & psychology, religion, social sciences, language, science, technology, arts & recreation, literature, and history & geography, and they each have a dedicated series of tall aisles filled with them, but the books seem to have no actual numbers of any coordinated organization system, just... placed in places by theme. + +To the right is a small series of tables, chairs, and couches being sparsely occupied by people reading, barring one tiger man taking a nap with a book over his face. There is also a card catalogue off in the corner with a sign saying USE AT YOUR OWN RISK. + +To the left is what appears to be a check-in / check-out station that also doubles as a merchandise space selling bookmarks, colorful book covers, comfy bookbags, magic rings in an orange hue, and several other bits and bobbles. But at the moment there is noone behind the counter and a sign on it saying BACK SHORTLY + +*IF THEY GO TO THE CARD CATALOGUE AREA* +The catalogue drawer itself looks relatively normal, aside from there only being one drawer. Upon opening the drawer, it reveals name card after name card in an organized rack, but the rack doesn't ever seem to stop expanding, continuing on so long you feel the need to take a step back every few seconds so it can continue. + +The sleeping tiger man will walk over to you, clearly barely awake, commenting on your situation. "Oi mate... you know this is a MAGICAL library, right? You opened the drawer without an inquiry and now it's showing literally every book it can think of." + +He walks over and pushes the drawer shut with one swift motion. "Ask the drawer for something specific and it'll shrink the options." He will suddenly flop back onto the couch, curling up and resuming his cat nap in peace. + +*IF THEY EXPLORE THE SHELVES* +(NOTICE ROLL) While exploring the seemingly endless shelves of books, you will randomly spot a quick trace of a person waltzing by just out of sight -- a hand placing a book on a shelf, a white coat whizzing by on a wheeled ladder, a pair of legs wobbling by under a pile of heavy books -- until a book falls off the shelf at your feet. + +The title of the book is "the Diadem Magical Manuscript," an almost ancient hardback book with bent golden corners. + +(OPEN IT) The inside is filled to the brim with multiple languages of scribbles of information you barely make out as magical in nature, until you reach the back half and finally make out a legible section about the twelve unique elements of magic. + +The translation roughly reads "The twelve magic elements as we know them were originally the twelve defining concepts that framed the universe. Destruction and Restoration, Strength and Flexibility, Beginning and End, Quickness and Slowness, Where and When, All and Nothing. There is also a thirteenth element, a balancing force that kept all others in check." The rest is unintelligible. + +*IF THEY GO TO THE COUNTER* +When you approach the counter, the sign has SOMEHOW changed to now read RING BELL FOR SERVICE, and there is a bell you swear was not there before. + +*RING THE BELL* +A tiger man suddenly stands up from behind the library counter, as if he was always there just out of sight. He straightens his spectacles on his lightly striped orange and black face, straightening his white flowing longcoat and adjusting his necklace of long feline teeth against his knit black shirt, his orange nametag reading CONROY. "Ello ello! 'ow can I help you?" + +*IF THEY ASK* +The tiger man that was asleep on the couch is, indeed, gone. + +Upon being asked any question he cannot readily answer, he will duck down out of sight before what appears to be his hand slams the book down before your group from behind you all, and slides back behind the counter nonchalantly before opening the book up to the appropriate page for the information you need. + +*IF ABOUT ISLAND HISTORY / DM / REGALIA* +He will do a doubletake and suddenly reach down, yanking out a hundred-years-old golden tome with bent corners, slamming it before your group on the table with a plume of dust. He will open it, showing the pages are very much singed and genuinely ancient paper, before landing on a page. "Ah, here we are! The island was constructed... according to this, 547 years ago, but the purpose behind it has been worn and damaged... Ah! Freeing the people says you need to find the twelve champions and earn their treasures, they will be your keys to... freedom.. wish... it's a bit hard to read, but there is SOME form of a prize at the end of it all. Can't really gleam much else from this old thing..." + +He flips through the rest of the pages, looking for anything else of use, one of the pages crumbling against his fingertips, causing him to whimper a little. "Well... that's upsetting... I'll need to see about restoring this book somewhow, I suppose... but that's for another day." He puts the book down under the counter out of the way. "Anything else I can help you with? + +*IF THEY ARE DONE* +"Wait a tic! Since I 'elped you, perhaps you can 'elp me in return? See we have a small ritual here where, when a new person arrives, we add them to the library in a sense, to add and expand on what we know. I would only need a moment of your time, if that's alright?" + +He takes the volunteers out through a surprisingly deep passageway out the backside of one pyramid, and into the entrance of the one behind it to the right. Inside you see a massive laboratory filled with a few sectioned off areas, each one full of beakers & test tubes, burners & freezers, microscopes & petri dishes, and all manners of bright lights & VERY old machinery anyone would recognize from any old horror movie. + +He guides you to the back-right corner of the room, to a strange circular metal chamber with an orange magic circle on the ground, and a panel containing an orange slab of stone with odd writing on it. "The process is quite simple, this magic circle simply reads your mind and body for anything knowledge-based, checks it against any pre-existing books, and either fills in the blanks or writes whole new ones. Everyone has one! Now just stand right there, keep your eyes closed, and..." + +He slams his hand onto an orange stone tablet and causes it to jump to life, a swirling vortex of sand encompassing you like a twister. Each pellet glows with a soft orange light before taking off into the entryway, causing the cat to giggle with glee as he stares at the orange stone panel. "Fantastic! 17 books finished, 83 furthered along, 9 sequels, and (player number) all new ones just for you!" + +An explosion occurs just outside the doorway to the lab, a body careening across the room before slamming into the wall with a dull thud before slooowly sliding down to the floor. Conroy dashes over to the body, picking it up and dusting it off to reveal a small boy, barely double digit age in a singed indigo hoodie, his orange nametag reading CAELUM. + +"Caelum?! What have I told you about doing your dangerous experiments inside the lab?! You do that OUT IN THE DESERT so the property damage is minimized!" He sets the boy down on his own two feet, and the boy responds by coughing up a bit of soot. + +"Sorry, I just had this idea for that gold potion and I had to work on... it..." He slowly turns to your group, eyes wide and just now realizing you were there. "Uh... hello..?" + +Conroy sighs and hangs his head. "Remember your manners, Caelum." He will look back at your group, guiding Caelum toward you all. "This is Caelum, my protégé. When he's not spending his free time here, he runs the pet shop in Diadem. He also fancies himself an alchemist. Mostly potions and such, but he loves to dabble in 'humanimal transmutation.'" + +Caelum gets a bit huffy and extends his hand to your group, speaking with a bit of embarrassed irritation. "It's nice to meet you all.. if you need anything animal related, or.. maybe wanna.. experiment with my alchemical concoctions, you know where to find me.." + +THE PLAYERS HAVE UNLOCKED THE ABILITY +TO RESET AND RESPEC THEIR SKILL POINTS + +Conroy smiles seeing him genuinely try. "There's a lad, your mother would be so proud. Anyhoo, I should be returning to work, plenty of people here need a good book. But if you need any help with information, feel free to stop by anytime you'd like!" Conroy .and Caelum both head out the door of the lab together, and you can very clearly hear him talking Caelum up for attempting to be social with someone for the first time in a while. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/DOMAIN - Pink.txt b/DOMAIN - Pink.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..0263ee3 --- /dev/null +++ b/DOMAIN - Pink.txt @@ -0,0 +1,121 @@ +This warbling gate is a golden ring with a pink magic wall, looking perfectly plain aside from some faint sparkles of white appearing randomly + +On the satellite: +https://youtu.be/Sf4oFaelTr4?si=p631VDqPUIAulWLE + +During the fashion show: +https://youtu.be/GTrs4QNzGPc?si=NppldyIjVhngVdA4 + +## Upon exiting the PINK gate, +you feel the strangest sensation of physical unbalance, as though everything is moving beneath you, not unlike the unsteady sensation of riding a boat that never quite goes up on the wave. + +You're in a large building this time, but it feels a little too plain. The leftmost and rightmost walls are shiny and black, while the far wall is just an array of doors with a bunch of people in various lines. The gate behind you is bound to an identical wall, minus the doors. Rven the floor has an odd dull thud to it despite the decorative (if not generic) carpet paneling. + +In the center of the room is what looks like a large fashion runway with about 50 chairs in an oval shape, most of them empty, and a set of curtains in the back of it. There are several dozen well dressed onlookers, writers, and photographers all chatting away with each other in excitement, all clearly here for the show. + +(INVESTIGATE ROLL) You happen to spot several people just staring at the shiny black walls, like it was the most normal thing in the world. + +*IF THEY APPROACH* +Anyone you speak to will simply smile and say "It's beautiful, isn't it? Endless nothingness as far as the eye can see, unless you focus just a little bit at the right spots." They will point their finger at the black wall, which you realize is glass. And you barely see several tiny specks of white in the distance. And the longer you stare, the more you see. + +(NOTICE ROLL) You glance down and see a rather large sphere hovering in the emptiness, mostly blue with large chunks of green & brown and a small cap of white at the top. + +Welcome to the **Satellite** domain! + +Other than the large area in the middle with the runway, the chairs, and the well lit chandelier over it, the only other things in this massive space are the four doorways on the back wall opposite of the Gate. + +The farthest left door is guarded by a pair of suit wearing gentlemen, clearly bodyguards. + +The middle-left door has a large sign on it saying ZERO G ROOM, and has a small line of people in front of it, mostly children. + +The middle-right door has a sign over it saying CRAFT ROOM, with a shorter line of mostly adults. + +The farthest right door is an open doorway leading to another segment of the station, specifically some kind of on-site store. + +----- + +*GUARDED ROOM* +The two well dressed Doberman guards standing at about six foot seven with sunglasses on (because of course they do) stare at your group, arms crossed. They tell you straight out that noone is allowed in Miranda's private quarters without permission or an invitation, and they know you all have neither. + +*ZERO G ROOM* +Once you wait in the line, which takes all of fifteen minutes, you are met at the door by a teenage boy in an indigo hoodie, the hood drawn up and his pink nametag reading CAELUM. He tells you that entry into the room is only 10z for 5 minutes, and that covers your group of no more than six people. + +Once you step in, you are met with a large room about fifty feet in all directions, the walls and ceiling lined with thin padding in a square grid formation. Once the door shuts behind you, you suddenly feel completely weightless. The next five minutes are available to do whatever you like while behind these doors in a true zero gravity environment. Once those five minutes are over, the gravity will slowly re-engage and lower your group to the ground, and the doors will open for you all to leave. + +*CRAFT ROOM* +Once you wait in the line, which takes all of fifteen minutes, you see it is literally just a massive crafting studio with a dozen tables worth of sewing machines and clothing racks all across the room, each one well maintained and with a unique clothing pattern schematic. A bat in a black vest over a button front white shirt and black slacks, his pink nametag reading JAMIR, steps forward, acting like a tour guide. + +He quickly explains (in a showy fashion) that THIS is the room where the magic happens, where all her clothes are hand crafted by herself and the volunteer students from Diadem College and Diadem Trade School. He even shows a few mannequins with some incomplete design ideas, and says everyone is free to use any of the bolts of cloth and sewing machines if they want to try their hand at making something of their own. And, if Miranda sees it and likes it, she may either wear it herself or have it made for her stores, guaranteeing credit AND compensation for the idea and hard work. + +*STORE* +The store is more of a boutique loaded with what can only be YEARS worth of designer clothing, filled to the brim with every manner of shirt, skirt, top, one two and three piece outfit, multiple matching sets of shoes for each, magic rings in a pink hue, and tons of other accessories. + +If anyone buys anything, the price will be discussed by the seven foot tall antelope man in a similar vest and dress shirt ensemble, who is clearly running the register AND acting as an anti-theft measure, his nametag reading LEO. + +----- + +Since you started looking around, several more people came in after you, most of which look like more of the same fashionista types, but a couple seem to be curious people much like yourselves. + +The lights begin to dim and an announcer steps forth, a very young boy wearing a long indigo hoodie and sporting short white hair with a pink nametag reading CAELUM. He will introduce himself to you all, and will be talking you through the upcoming seasonal line. (You do happen to notice he seems a bit nervous on stage, but he's doing his best) Everyone suddenly scrambles to find a seat near the front if they can. + +The show, although awkward to anyone who has never attended one, goes off completely flawlessly. The new featured clothing line is a multi-season display, with sporty summer clothing in muted colors being shown off quite literally by athletic students, fall clothing being more earthly toned and shown off by theater students, winter clothing being a split between straight black or solid white ensembles worn by poetry students, and the spring line being all about weather resistant and vibrant ponchos & umbrellas with Easter color sweaters thrown in worn by cheerleaders. And, each piece individually has at least a tiny amount of pink somewhere in either the stitching, the trim, or at least the brand tag. + +At the end of the fashion show, Caelum steps back on stage and explains that every item you saw will be for sale tonight and will be available all at the same time in the appropriate seasonal stores, and were all hand crafted by the local fabric classes at Diadem University, based on designs made by the domain mistress and the hostess of the evening, Miranda. He steps back as he calls out her name, and the curtains part. + +Out from the back steps an elegantly dressed caramel brown feline wrapped in a deep pink flowing gown, long stiletto boots accenting her toned legs just barely visible from the side slits, as her lion tail flicks from behind her. Her generous chest is very much visible from behind the fabric and only draws attention to her unusual neck plumage and well maintained dark brown wings upon her back, but that visual is immediately distracted by her predatory smile cloaked behind dark brown lips and slitted amber eyes, her face perfectly framed by her rounded haircut and topped with a single pink flower in her hair. Miranda is a gryphoness, and a well endowed one at that. + +She takes the microphone and acknowledges the audience. "Thank you all for coming out to see tonight's new line, my team and I put tremendous work into everything you see here, and the models did a marvelous job making it look DAMN good. As Caelum said, these pieces will be available in the Diadem Mall for purchase in 2 weeks, and anyone wanting early access can buy them in the on-ship store!" She tosses Caelum the microphone as everyone applauds, and she spreads her wings, hopping off the stage and gliding out beyond the audience. + +*IF THEY APPROACH* +"Well hello there you pretty new faces~ I hope you all enjoyed the show as much as I did~" She will then proceed to shake hands with each of you, taking note of each of your features. In an almost uncomfortable way. + +*IF ASK ABOUT REGALIA/CHALLENGE* +"Oh you're a group of Regalia Hunters, even better than I had hoped~ I could use a little... stress relief~" She slowly walks around your group, eyeing each one of you like pieces of meat at a butcher's shop. "Maybe a little... one on one challenge?~" + +*IF NOONE VOLUNTEERS* +When she finds someone she is interested in, she will purr lightly in their ear. "How about you?~" + +----- + +*IF DECLINED* +"Hm.. that's a shame, I would've loved to get to know you... intimately~" She will step away and turn to face you all. "I can see you're all more interested in armed combat, but that isn't really my style. "She pauses for a moment looking all of you over, and a smile creeps across her face. "Tell you what. Give me skme time to clear the mess and make an appropriate stage? We can make a spectacle out of it for everyone to enjoy~" + +*IF THEY AGREE* +"Fantastic, and be sure to bring your absolute best, you hear me? This will be seen between all corners of Diadem!" She will laugh uproariously before walking away, grabbing both the security guards in front of the guarded doorway, and yank them into the room with her, locking the door loudly enough for even YOU to hear. + +----- + +*IF ACCEPTED* +She extends a hand out, palm up, waiting for you to place yours in hers. Once they do, she will grab their hand tight, pull them away from your group into her embrace, and make their face flop firmly between her tits. "This is gonna be fun~" She will then stomp her heel, and a bright pink flash will blind all of you for a moment, only to dissipate and leave Caelum in both their place. + +You will also see several people freaking out as they claim they just moved a solid 50 feet from where they were, but Caelum steps up, microphone in hand. "Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize for the confusion, but if you have been displaced, you will be perfectly fine! That is just the side effect of one of Madame Miranda's special powers! Just relocate back to your original groups and you will be fine!" + +The audience calms down rather quickly hearing that, and Caelum turns back to your group. "Let me guess... Regalia Hunters, right?" + +After they confirm, he will sigh and continue. "So Miranda has an... unusual hobby. She enjoys challenging people to a um... 'one on one match,' if you catch my drift. She should be in her private quarters right now, so if you want to wait..." He gestures toward the door where the security guards are standing outside of, and you can see a golden glow from the door. + +Upon approaching the door, you see you can't even physically touch the door itself as it is just behind a gold magic barrier. Meaning that, whatever is happening in there, your teammate is on their own. + +*INSIDE THE ROOM* +Miranda and that player will each be making various FIGHT, PHYSIQUE, and ATHLETICS rolls (over the span of fifteen in game minutes) until a best three out of five result is determined + +Eventually, the barrier finally dissipates and the door clicks open, revealing her in only a flowing black robe trimmed in pink. She invites your group inside, and you immediately find your teammate lying in a heap on a large king size bed, completely naked but only barely covered by a blanket and several VERY telling lipstick stains and teeth marks all over their body. + +The room itself is something straight out of an adult film. The bed is completely surrounded on all sides by wall mirrors on the top half revealing JUST how thorough she was with your teammate, and beyond that are ordinary looking cabinets and dressers, but partly open to reveal an IMMENSE wardrobe of clothing. + +She closes the door behind you all, smiling knowingly and remarks, "Before you ask, it's not what it looks like... *it's so much better~*" She laughs proudly and offers them seats on the nearby couch before she genuinely talks to your group. "Well now that I got my cardio in, let's discuss the results, shall we?~" + +*When they ask what happened,* +"Well to put it simply, my CHALLENGE was for them to.. satisfy me~" She licks her lips and reveals her fangs, giggling to herself. + +----- + +*If they lost 2 out of 3,* +"Sad to say, they tried their best, but I'm not easy to please, and I own it~ Now since I'm a bit "understandably exhausted" after the show and my workout, I don't think an actual fight today will work for me... how about we reschedule for a later date? I can give us a more appropriate stage, we could make an entire spectacle out of it, we could invite the whole of Diadem to come out and watch?~" + +----- + +*If they won 2 out of 3,* +"And satisfy they did, that was better than any workout I've had in a long time~ And I work out in zero gravity AND ten times gravity~" She laughs proudly before reaching between her tits and pulling out a long coiled up whip, handing it to your group. + +"This is your prize, the Regalia known as Star Scourge. Take it with my blessing, treat it like the treasure it is, but come back anytime you like~ I do private shows on request~" \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/DOMAIN - Red.txt b/DOMAIN - Red.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..f35e3a3 --- /dev/null +++ b/DOMAIN - Red.txt @@ -0,0 +1,110 @@ +The warbling gate is a golden ring with a red magic wall, looking like a slowly dancing image of flames + +RED DOMAIN + +# In the main area: +https://youtu.be/Ava45CrcDPQ?si=fDugZT4a8JKcZ1bv + +# In the cavern: +https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gXYnUvln9So + +## Upon exiting the RED gate, +You immediately feel an immense heat hit you right in the face and the sound of drum beats. Once the sensation of your eyes being soft boiled wears off, you see you are surrounded by wood and grass huts, coconut trees bearing ripe fruits, and several people bearing their bodies under minimal clothing. + +Welcome to the **Volcano** Domain! + +*BEHIND YOU* +The Gate is firmly attached to the side of the volcano itself, dug slightly into the side wall. + +*TO THE LEFT* +A group of four are currently slow spin roasting a four foot pig on a spit roast over an open fire, apple in mouth and everything + +*STRAIGHT AHEAD* +Six people are dancing a good old fashioned hula dance in a row, one banging on a pahu drum and leading them in their dance + +*ON THE RIGHT* +A few people are climbing trees and either picking fresh coconuts or cutting segments of tree leaves off, both being handed down or tossed into straw baskets below + +*FURTHER BACK* +The grass huts appear to be various little shops and inlets full of handmade goods and clothing, mostly leis, grass skirts, tiki pendants, magic rings in a bright RED hue, and other on-theme memorabilia. + +*PIG ROASTERS* +The people see you approaching and tell you that if you're here for the feast, it'll still be a bit, as the pig was only recently picked up and isn't quite ready. +(ASK ABOUT DM/REGALIA) They will immediately point you to the Volcano, and let you know the boss man is working right now in that cave vent. + +*HULA DANCERS* +When your group approaches, all the dancers (all female BTW) smile and break up their line, dancing your way to give each of you a lei of flowers, before seamlessly resuming their lineup like it never happened. The drummer crosses his arms and laughs boastfully at their flawless execution. +(ASK ABOUT DM/REGALIA) The dancers all simultaneously point and guide your attention to a vent cave on the side of the volcano, and the drummer states proudly that if he's anywhere, THAT is likely where. + +*TREE CLIMBERS* +When you approach, the people at the base of the trees all wave at your group, asking how they can help you +(ASK ABOUT DM/REGALIA) One of the tree climbers leans out and yells at your group, saying they saw the "red man" in the Volcano cave earlier, before accidentally dropping their coconut in hand. But the one below him is fast enough to move over and catch it before it lands. + +*SHOP* +Despite their being multiple huts, only one is open at the moment, ran by an Asp woman whose red nametag reads LANA. "Hello, what can I get for you today?" +*ASK ABOUT DM/REGALIA* +"Oh you want to see Aodaghan? He's working the forge right now. Wouldn't recommend bugging him, but if you really need to see him, just go in right there." She will point toward the volcano cave entrance. + +INSIDE THE VOLCANO CAVE + +The entrance to the cave is nothing special, clearly dug out by hand and tool, but goes in deep enough to where you can't see where it ends immediately. + +As you walk deeper in, the heat becomes far more intense by the second, but your ears fill with the strange sounds of metal on metal and metal on stone in the distance. After a few minutes of walking, you find yourselves face to face with a full on mining and smithing operation. + +On the left is a group of massively muscled men and women swinging pickaxes into the rocky volcano walls, yanking out chunks of rock & raw metal ore, and tossing them into a crate. At one point you hear one of their axes SNAP right under the head, but this is apparently such a common occurrence they have a literal crate full of brand new ones, which the man simply pulls a new one out of and resumes like it was nothing. + +Opposite them on the right is a row of large iron anvils, with just as many muscled people pounding away on chunks of metal to mold it into various shapes and sizes. + +(NOTICE ROLL) And you spot one anvil is split in half, long ways. + +Between them is a ten foot wide plume of hot smoke rising out and going straight up through a hole in the rock above, and you can tell that this is the source of the immense heat. + +----- + +*IF THEY ASK* +A boar with a red namtag that reads GARSEN pauses at the anvil and laughs. "Oh THAT? Some asshat came through here a couple years ago with a fancy slab of metal and made a blade out of it, broke the anvil by accident. We were gonna replace it, but it's like... how many times you see an anvil split long ways, ya know? Fucking hysterical!" + +A gruff voice in the direction of the Lava pool speaks out. "Damn straight, it was 'see it to believe it' type shit." + +----- + +You couldn't see it at first because of the immense heat and smoke coming up out of it, but between the miners and Smithers was a pool of magma with a single worker, a very tone and very red bird man, his nametag on his pec reading AODAGHAN. He's currently grabbing chunks of the ore and dipping it by hand into the magma for a brief moment (hand and all) before pulling it out and letting the melted metal slip through his fingers into specific trays. + +AN ALARM GOES OFF + +Garsen suddenly stops what he's doing and turns to the others, giving a loud WAHOO before yelling QUITTING TIME! Every worker suddenly puts down their equipment and starts to pile out, avoiding your group as best they can through the path that you came in. But, the red man by the magma pool is still here, routinely taking handfuls of the metal ore and dipping it into the pool, filling trays despite noone being there to help. + +Upon being asked, he points out a pile of empty metal trays. "Whatever it is can wait, I got an order to fill. Either make yourself useful and bring me those trays or cop a squat in the corner, I don't give a shit which." His irritation is causing his words to practically come out in a snarl. + +*IF THEY HELP* +Each metal tray is surprisingly thick and heavy, taking a surprising amount of effort to lift and move over. + +When finally finished, he hops out of the pool and slips on his smithing apron, revealing himself to only be wearing a pair of shorts made of (you would assume) some kind of super kevlar. He puts each tray on top of an anvil to let them cool before finally turning to your group. "Aight, I'm done. Now what the fuck do you want from me?" + +*MENTION APPRENTICE* +"Ah, my old apprentice sent you my way, did he? Ain't seen "im in 30 years or so." + +*MENTION REGALIA/DM* +"OH fuck me, you ain't one of them hero types, is ya?" He groans exagerratedly before continuing. "Aight, here's the deal--" And an explosion occurs that rumbles through the volcano cave. "--and this chat is on hold. We got assholes." + +*WHEN THEY TURN AWAY* +The red bird man flies right over you at surprising speed, wings spread and shooting fire from his feet like jet engines. By the time you make it out, he is hovering in the sky and staring down at the issue with a murderous glare, a group of Marauders fucking with the locals and breaking all the huts. + +The bird man divebombs them at mach speed, only turning up at the last possible second and creating an explosive air current that knocks everyone on the ground back, even a couple islanders. He then grabs each Marauder from their disheveled area and throws them into a pile close to the cave entrance your group is standing at. + +The bird man suddenly lands in front of them, collapsing his wings against his back. The Marauders pull out their weapons and aim them at him, but he shakes his head in disappointment. "You fuckwits made a huge mistake comin' here and startin' shit. You ain't leavin' without a harsh lesson." + +He raises his right arm and reaches behind him, pulling out a massive six foot long two foot wide black sword, aiming its tip at their feet, and states with malicious intent, "I invoke... FURIOUS BURNOUT." The blade itself suddenly glows bright red, and their entire group suddenly becomes encircled in a wall of flame, causing them to move closer to Aodaghan, which is exactly what he was waiting for. + +What you witness is the most brutal, one-sided beatdown you have ever witnessed. More flames than a house fire, more screams than a haunted house, and more bodies flying through the air than a paratrooper squadron. And by the end of those 38 seconds, the charred, battered, and bruised (but barely still alive) bodies of all eight Marauders are lying in a smoking heap. + +The bird man sighs deeply as the ring of fire slowly evaporates, then walks away for a moment, grabbing the snake woman from the shop by the back of her shirt and lifting her straight up into the air. "Call th' Thunder Force, cleanup on aisle eight." She quickly nods, fear in her eyes, before dashing off for the gate. + +He walks back to your group, and cracks his neck VERY loudly. "Well I feel better.. now where were we?" + +*ASK ABOUT MAGIC SWORD* +"Right, you prob'ly wouldn't know. See this sword? This is my Regalia, the Flint Flametongue. See, each one's got some of the owners' magic in 'em, an' you can use it like a spell free o' charge. In my case, it summons an arena of flame. If they go too far, they get their ass toasted. And they stay too close, they get their shit stomped." + +"Now that you seen it, I gotta assume that means you wanna try an' earn it, yeah?" He raises his sword and rests it against his shoulder. + +"Well too bad. I actually got some time to myself for once, so I'm gonna use it. But uh... you ever want your ass served to ya on a silver platter, you come see me." He will spread his wings and take off back into the volcano cavern. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/DOMAIN - Silver.txt b/DOMAIN - Silver.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..770186c --- /dev/null +++ b/DOMAIN - Silver.txt @@ -0,0 +1,80 @@ +This warbling gate is a golden ring with a silver magic wall, looking like a disc with a slow moving static charge going across it + +In the Academy: +https://youtu.be/VSWF1SUcmpk?si=5W8vwTvaa9sB7Stt + +In the courtroom: +https://youtu.be/RPkHu8M_U4c?si=OclLJb7Cj4lhX8d2 + +## Upon exiting the SILVER gate, +you are immediately greeted by the smell of ozone, sounds of orders being barked, and the faint rumble of marching. Before you is MULTIPLE large buildings, completely surrounding you on all sides, but the one in front of you is a larger version of the Thunder Force branch office in Diadem. + +Welcome to the **TEMPLE** domain! + +To the distant left but connected by a fenced in gate is what might be the largest and most terrifying obstacle course you have ever seen, filled to the brim with barbed wire, jagged climbing rope walls, smoke from very recent explosions & gunfire, and plenty of young men & women appearing to fight for their lives to make their way through it. + +To the right is a plain grayscale brick building with very large and high fences all around, each one having routine guards walking around it and keeping a close eye on the people inside, all of whom look very disgruntled and pissed off, likely because of those really awful looking orange uniforms. + +Behind you is a marble fronted building with a staircase of no less than thirty steps leading up to a series of doors, and what looks like a statue of a scale on a pedestal. The gate itself is actually bound to the middle staircase support column that leads directly up to said statue. And you could swear, for a brief moment, you heard the muffled rumbling of thunder behind those doors. + +*THUNDER FORCE OFFICE* +Inside looks quite literally like the prior Thunder Force base, except significantly larger. The immediate entrance is just a pair of prep rooms, as well as a service desk with a clerk (a leopard in TF gear and a silver namtag stating LIZ). + +The left hall is dedicated to the locker rooms and bathrooms, as well as the break room and training hall. The right hall is dedicated to the three Commanders' offices, as well as the training room and interview office. And right in the middle is an isolated evidence room, surrounded on all sides by the hallways. + +*TRAINING GROUNDS* +The fenced in area appears to be inaccessible from the outside, suggesting you need to go in THROUGH the Thunder Force office to access it. But even with that, the inside looks a bit more terrifying when you take a closer look, and it is split in two segments. + +The closer segment is an Assault Course, filled with climbing walls with both ropes & window holes, barbed wire & pipes to crawl through, wood beams & planks to balance on, and apparently explosive charges buried for bomb simulations, based on the smoke. The farther segment has a SEVERELY worn out brick building used for simulated combat entry, several scorch marks and bullet holes sticking out like sore thumbs against its beige paint. + +*PRISON BUILDING* +The three TF guards at the front entrance are a bit confused by the presence of random people at the front gate, but they are a little happy to see people taking an active interest in the facility. They make a quick call on their personal radios, before having Second Commander Valeos meet you at the gate with a look of surprise in his reptilian. "At Ease, officers, they are most definitely welcome here." + +Inside is a pretty drab and boring facility, mostly long hallways of locked doors they won't allow you into. The sparse Thunder Force agents salute your group as they pass by, but otherwise pay you no mind. You eventually come to the biggest part of the facility, the jail house. A four floor building of nothing but barred cells on the three topmost floors and a cafeteria on the first floor. + +*COURTHOUSE* +Inside the courthouse is a mix of white marble walls, bright red carpets, massive & thick brown doors, and silver colored flag patterns scattered throughout, mimicking the colors and overall theme of the Thunder Force itself. You also see several people walking through the halls, most of which are either judges, attorneys, Thunder Force, or citizens being guided and spoken to by one of the three. + +You are suddenly approached by a curious onlooker, a garter snake woman in an all pink suit with matching skirt and a white dress shirt, her silver nametag reading PAMELA. "May I help you?" + +*IF COURT SESSION* +"Oh you're here to testify on Marauder crimes? Excellent, come with me please." She will walk over to a nearby desk and pull out a clipboard with various names and dates on it. "Now when did this crime happen, and do you recall the aggressors' name or species?" + +*MENTION THE BULL* +She will pause and stare at your group. "You're here about LUCKY? He's been in and out of here so often, some of us are debating giving him a coffee mug with his name on it." She scrawls their names on the paper and heads over to an intercom, pressing the button. "Excuse me ma'am, we have another group for the Marauder court case today. And they're here for Lucky." + +In a matter of seconds, a set of doors burst open, and a frantic human woman marches her way to the desk. It only takes a moment to recognize her as First Commander Jensen, who calms down immediately recognizing your group. "You know... I should've expected it to be you. Welcome to the Temple of Justice." + +*AFTER QUESTIONS* +Jensen will eventually say, "So since you're also Regalia Hunters, you're gonna be VERY interested in whom is handling the court proceedings today. On that note, we should probably head in." She brings you all the way to the back into the last set of doors, opening wide to the back room of a court proceeding just about to start. You are guided to the front row of seats, alongside a group of other seemingly normal citizens and other Thunder Force agents. + +(NOTICE ROLL) There doesn't appear to be anything particularly out of the ordinary, the walls and floor are made of solid wood. However, if any of you have knowledge of court proceedings, you will see there is no juror box. + +Jensen salutes your group and marches to the front of the courtroom, as Second Commander Valeos steps in beside her, turns toward the audience, and states "All Rise! The Honorable Judge Fulmo presiding." In steps a raccoon man with a black and silver fur pattern in banded rings, his fluffy tail occasionally zapping the open air with electrical discharge, as he sits down at the podium and looks out to everyone with his bright electric blue eyes against the black mask like fur surrounding them. + +His voice is surprisingly emotionless and lacks any accent. "Thank you, Commander. Thank you everyone for attending, I am judge Fulmo Uncial, the head judge of the Diadem Temple of Justice. You may be seated. Please call the first case." + +What comes next is about 90 minutes of very quick and simple proceedings of people stepping forth in handcuffs, others in the audience stating they were witness to their attacks, and Judge Fulmo immediately rendering verdicts based on the testimony given rather than letting it go to any form of deliberation. After their guilt was declared, he will hand out strange but fair punishments. Most of them are fines, jail time, public service to work off the debt from their destruction, and in one instance with a minor, being ordered to talk out their rebellious issues with their parents. + +But the last case comes forth and presents the big Marauder you yourselves fought off on the first day you were here. When the Judge calls out for witnesses to this man's activities, the entire courtroom is dead silent this time. +*Give them a chance* + +*If noone speaks out,* +"As noone can attest to his involvement in the crime, we will therefore have to default on this charge. You are free to go." His handcuffs are undone and he walks away like nothing happened. + +*If someone speaks out,* +"Thank you for your testimony/evidence in this matter, it is duly appreciated. This man has been accused and disciplined for multiple violent crimes in the past, but has been shown leniency. However, he has proven he either cannot change or refuses to, so leniency is no longer available to you. Your sentence is one year in the Diadem Prison, with a possibility of parole based on good behavior. Take him away." + +The Marauder is then hauled off by Valeos and Jensen, glaring at those that spoke out with white hot intensity. "The boss will have your heads!" His head is pushed down as two more officers grab and shove him out, almost running into Officer Harken, whom is VERY surprised to see the Marauder being taken away. + +"That was the last case for the day, thank you for your time. Court is dismissed." Fulmo stands from the podium and steps down, but pauses as he speaks to a very confused Harken. You can barely make out the muttering of shock that he is truly being put in jail for once. Fulmo nods a bit and turns to your group, slipping on a pair of thin sunglasses as he approaches, arms behind his back. + +"I understand we have you to thank for putting that repeat offender away this time. Truth be told, it was becoming frustrating seeing him walk in and out of my courtroom so often. Shall we... walk and talk?" He will guide your group out into the hall to speak. + +*ASKS ABOUT JURY* +"My courtroom is the only one without a jury box, because it is not required for me." He will pause and pull down his glasses, showing those electric blues and how they are slowly warbling with magic silver energy. "I can see the electricity the mortal body runs on, and have learned over time exactly what parts of their bodies light up when lies are told." + +*IF ASK ABOUT DM/REGALIA* +"I see... as pedestrian as it seems, I am not free to accept such a challenge today. I am very serious about my duties as a judge here, and still need to file my documentation for all of those court cases. However, should you come by another time, I will graciously accept your challenge then." + +He will offer to shake each of your hands to prove he is on the level, and each hand he shakes, all of your hair will suddenly fill with static and start to levitate. "And THAT... is why we use wooden gavels and tables here." He will then turn and walk down a different hallway, leaving you at the front door of the courthouse. Pamela will meet you at the door and ask if there's anything she can do before you go. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/DOMAIN - Violet.txt b/DOMAIN - Violet.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..fa996a3 --- /dev/null +++ b/DOMAIN - Violet.txt @@ -0,0 +1,138 @@ +This warbling gate is a golden ring with a violet magic wall, displaying a field of flowers + +Out on the farm: +https://youtu.be/nDbE6Z5b8TM?si=RH_6wMk5Gi6zQMpV + +Inside the garden +https://youtu.be/SFKS6fTjKmU?si=X4TGNMUa41PA60ME + +## Upon exiting the VIOLET gate, +you are immediately surrounded hy the sounds of animals & guitars, the smell of fresh cut grass & hay, and the sight of endless ranches surrounding a dusty dirt road that stretches for miles. + +Welcome to the **Countryside** domain! + +The left side of the road looks to be all animal farms, each one filled with dozens of a single species of animals, like each one is a specialty ranch. + +The right side of the road is filled with multitudes of crops in their own dedicated fields, mimicking the ranches opposite them in a way. + +*BEHIND* +The gate itself is attached to the sign of a red and white barn, and right next door, you spot a trio of burly cow men sitting back in rockingchairs, each one smiling and playing tunes from old fashioned acoustic guitars. + +*IF THEY APPROACH* +The yellow one puts his guitar down, stands up, and approaches your group. He tips his brown cowboy hat in greetings, his purple nametag on his blue shirt reading "MONTANA." "Howdy, ya'll new to these parts?" + +*ASK ABOUT REGALIA/DM* +"Ah, yer lookin' fer Arledge. Ain't seen 'im today, but we got a shipment to deliver to the market. Why don't ya'll come with, see if anyone spotted 'im?" He gestures to his horsedrawn wagon sitting in the barn the Gate is attached to. + +*IF THEY ACCEPT* +He will help each of you one at a time into the back of the cart, before suddenly picking up two large sacks and throwing them in the back between you. The other two cow boys (a Holstein named Kid and a Blue steer named Dakota) will help attach a pair of horses to the front of the cart, which Montana will thank them for. + +*If there are any women in the group, Kid the Holstein will try to flirt with them and show off.* + +He will then climb into the front and hop into the driver's seat, grab the reigns, and get the horse moving down the dirt road. + +----- + +*ON THE FARMS* +Each one has both an actively slow spinning windmill, but not much other movement aside from the animals within and a few farmhands tending & feeding their individual livestock. Most of them pay you no mind, aside from the occasional friendly wave. + +*IN THE CROP FIELDS* +Several farmhands have paired up and are carrying large wheeled baskets back and forth between the tree or crop of choice, each pair pulling them together to & from, and then working as a chain to load it from said plant onto the cart, and unload it from the cart to a nearby barn. + +*IN THE FLOWER FIELDS* +There are a few farmhands out picking different varieties of flower, each one with a sizeable crop that would make any florist you've ever met jealous. + +----- + +Montana turns to the group a little, still eyeing the road. "Forgive me fer bein' nosy, but it ain't ev'ryday someone asks ta see Arledge. Ya'll got business with 'im?" + +*MENTIONS DM/REGALIA* +"Oh, ya'll's a bunch o' then Regalya hunters, are ya? We don't get too many o' yer types around 'ere, most people that come around are lookin' fer work." + +*ASKS ABOUT ARLEDGE* +"Ah, well Arledge is a bit of an oddball. He may not look it, but he's a heck of a farmhand. I'd say at least half the work around here's done cuz o' him volunteerin' all th' time." + +----- + +In the distance, you spot a large farmer's market sign, advertising fresh produce and meats for everyone. And there are just as many stalls inside selling meats as there are farms, plus a few extras for fruits, veggies, milk, eggs, magic rings in a purple hue, and fresh bouquets. + +Every seller is smiling and chatting with each other, trading and selling between different amounts of Z, different jarred & preserved ingredients, or fully made foods. You could swear one person was haggling a fresh slice of blueberry pie for a plate of fresh cooked bacon. + +*IF ASK ABOUT DM/REGALIA* +The various shop owners claim they haven't seen him at all today, stating he's likely out helping someone else. (PLAYER) suddenly feels a tug on their shirt from below, and you see a short elderly sheep lady, her purple nametag reading JUDITH. "I couldn't help but overhear, are you looking for Arledge?" + +*IF THEY CONFIRM* +"Oh I know where he is, sweetheart is brushing down the horses in the ranch right behind the market." + +*STABLES* +Behind it looks to be the only non-produce related farm, and there are well over a dozen freshly groomed horses. Deeper inside, you see one that has a wet mane, but is currently being brushed down by a light purple rabbit in tight jeans and a deep purple tee, with a white cowboy hat nestled between a pair of loppy waist-long bunny ears, barely obscuring a fuzzy mop of violet hair. + +The horse reacts to you first, but then he turns with a warm smile, and a pair of wide blue -almost violet- eyes greet you, as does his distinctly southern accent. "Howdy! I'd greet ya proper, but I'm finishin' up here. Ya'll mind givin' me a sec?" + +It only takes him 2 minutes to finish brushing down the mare's side before he steps away. She decides to thank him by shaking her mane free and dry of any moisture, getting daffodil scented water all over everyone. "Alright, ya showoff, get goin'." The horse trots away as the bunny walks to a nearby hose, kneeling down to rinse off his hands and brush. "Sorry bout that, she was th' last one, wanted to give ya'll my undivided attention. How can I help ya'll?" + +*IF REGALIA/CHALLENGE* +"Aw shoot, I'd love to help ya, but I can't. Someone already won m' Regalia, and it ain't found its way back yet." + +*IF THEY ASK WHO* +"Hm.. th' name escapes me, one a' them fancy foreign names, but he was a purple bird man, kinda short, big into regal stuff an' lookin' like some kinda royalty. If ya'll find HIM, ya'll can either challenge HIM an' win it off a' him, or have 'im give it back t' me." + +(CONTACTS ROLL) If you haven't figured it out, he's referring to King Akarui himself. + +*IF THEY ASK WHY* +"It's all fancy pants magic rules, we hold the items until someone wins 'em off us. Don't mean dirt if they just take 'em, gotta be won in some kinda competition, usually a fight of some sort. Otherwise, they're just unbreakable geegaws, nothin' more. But whoever legit owns it gets all its magic benefits." He makes sure to wiggle his fingers on the last two words. + +"Now I'd love to keep jawin' off with ya, but I gots a busy day today. I gotta help milk the cows, then help sheer the sheep, then help feed the baby animals..." He thinks for a moment. "Wait a sec... ya'll got anywhere ya need t' be? I'd get done FAR quicker if'n I had some extra hands?" + +*IF THEY ACCEPT* +"Now that is what I was hopin' t'hear! C'mon, let's get started!" He runs into the stables and grabs two horses, mounting each one to a cart up at the front of the market, identical to the one you came here in. He helps each of you into the cart same as last time, takes the driver's position, and takes off. + +Your group rides down the beaten path you came up for about a minute before you stop at the nearby dairy ranch. Arledge "parks" the cart in a nearby horse stall and ties it to a hook, before helping each of you down. He guides all of you straight into the nearby barn on the property, no knocking or anything. + +The next several minutes is all of you taking up a stall and milking one cow at a time from a field of fifty, but each milking only takes about five minutes, so it's only about an hour at most. (NOTICE roll to squirt the lowest roller with milk as a joke) + +The ranch owner, a terrier and his wife, thank Arledge and hand him a bag of Z for his trouble. He drops it into his hat on the back of his neck and waves at them as he and your group rides off again, this time to the nearby sheep fields. This time they have electric trimmers ready for you, so the shearing part will be much quicker. + +Arledge demonstrates his expertise as he starts with the top, trims around the backside, lifts each leg, and rolls them onto the belly fairly quick, each shear take less than 2 minutes. It takes the rest of you a few tries, but the sheep wool comes off for each of you clean as butter, and there are only 30 sheep that need shearing today, so the whole job takes 30 minutes at most. + +He receives another bag of Z from the ranch owners, this time a pair of bluejays, you all mount your horses and head in for the "baby feeding." This time when you dismount the cart, you are presented with a literal petting zoo. Arledge sheepishly rubs the back of his neck with a grin. "Okay so, I might've fibbed a bit with this'n. It's not so much that I need to feed th' babies as it is just makin' sure they all get fed." + +He walks over to the rail of the corral, peering in to all the individual pins full of animals. There are ponies, baby goats, piglets, chicks, and many more, all separated by size of the species so they don't hurt each other. And, the spaces inside are elevated just enough so the animals can each be fed by hand without risk of them escaping. + +*If they ask about the food,* +He smiles and replies "Not an issue, each corral has them special all natural-y pellets full of vitamins, minerals, and plenty of roughage. It's no different than grazin' grass n' such, just in a pellet form. But fer th' more discernin' taste, we also got fresh fruit n' veggies we can give 'em." + +He points out the long table of fresh produce and fruit juices in cups before continuing, "Of course, that's just as much fer us as it is them." He takes a carrot stick off the table and takes a nice resounding crunch off it, munching on it happily. "Been needin' t' eat anyways. Help yerselves, ya'll!" + +After a few minutes of munching and making sure all the animals in the zoo are getting an equal amount of food each, you all finally get a chance to relax. "Thanks a ton fer th' help. I'm sure ya'll're probably keen on that challenge thang, so I won't take up anymore of ya'll's time--" He is interrupted by a loud bellowing roar in the distance, making all the animals hide. + +"... oh shoot, thats a problem." He bolts for the market, runs back out with two burlap sacks, and calls to you. "C'mon, I need yer help fer one last thang!" He runs over to the cart, loads up both sacks, and ties them down. Once everyone is aboard, you all head in a fast gallop back out beyond the market for a solid five minutes. + +Arledge has a look of concern in his eyes as you all travel. "Okay so, there's one other baby I gotta feed, an' I was gonna do it after ya'll took off, but I might need ya'll's help with--" He pauses when you come within eyesight of a small mountain in the distance with a rather large cavern. + +But his eyes are locked upwards in the sky at the massive flying body. "Sheeeiiit... Azar is not happy." + +Within a matter of moments, the large body descends and lands before you, revealing itself to be a large red dragon with golden underscales, whom then proceeds to screech at you. "Oh he's gonna go after th' market if'n we don't calm 'im down..!" He will hop out and try to call the dragon's attention, but AZAR will simply thwack him with his tail and send him into the cart. + +He will sit upright and groan a bit, noticing his arm is severely red. He will look to your group reluctantly. "Fellas, I know it's alot t' ask, but I need ya'll to wear Azar out. I hate violence, but I don't see much of an option." He will slowly climb out of the cart, free hand holding his injured arm and surrounding it in a violet energy. "I'll keep ya'll in fightin' shape!" + +*The fight will begin with your team facing Azar in front of you with Arledge behind you. The dragon is treated as a LV5 50HP creature that interchanges between a 2DMG CLAW-CLAW ATK, a 3DMG BITE ATK, and a 3DMG FIRE BREATH ATK that hits 4 ZONES like a LV2 LINE spell* +- FIGHT +5 +- ACADEMICS +5 +- ATHLETICS +1 +- Immune to FIRE +- Weak to WATER +- Has -1 DMG when HIT by MELEE +- Unlimited MANA + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +Azar bellows out as he flops over against the grass with a massive dull thud, exhausted and unable to continue. While your team celebrates, Arledge walks over to Azar and places a hand on his side, releasing more of the purple energy you saw him use before on himself. He also aims a wave of ut toward your group, healing each of you up by roughly half (rounded up) your HP. + +"There now, ya big baby. Now what's got yer scales in a snarl?" He starts to do a once-over around Azar, then pauses near his underbelly and tilts his head a bit. "Huh... that's weird... ya'll might wanna see this!" + +Arledge points out a spot on Azar's left side, where there is a large cut and a series of scales missing. "Sumthin' done attacked 'im, cut clean through his scales. That prob'ly spooked the li'l guy and got 'im all flustered." He looks closer and tries to heal it specifically, but when he does, it suddenly leaks out golden dust from the cut. + +Arledge looks visibly disturbed. "That... that ain't right... whatever did this is not normal... I mean it ain't a deep cut, but it's keepin' healin' magic from workin' on it..." He turns to you. "Ya'll seen anythin' like this?" + +"Well, I'll keep an eye on 'im, come back later and make sure he's okay. Meantime, it's gettin' late, I'll give ya'll a lift back to the gate." He leaves the two sacks beside Azar's head, which he slowly sniffs for a moment in his post-combat haze, and begins chewing on. "Well at least it ain't affectin' his appetite.." He reluctantly leads your group back to the cart and heads to the gate, looking back at Azar back and forth the whole ride. diff --git a/DOMAIN - White.txt b/DOMAIN - White.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..103efba --- /dev/null +++ b/DOMAIN - White.txt @@ -0,0 +1,132 @@ +This warbling gate is a golden ring with a white magic wall, looking like a slow falling of snowflakes + +In the snow: +https://youtu.be/Tkn3YVh4wu8?si=8Ackzr_TD9qwpX49 + +On the snowball field: +https://youtu.be/qD2ahwiPRBk?si=sMQ2yPCv_X6BI5tr + +## Upon exiting the WHITE gate, +You are immediately struck with a wave of cold and the sound of crunching as you step into ankle-deep snow, and the sight of a pure field of white full of happy people frolicking about, followed by a perfectly frozen river + +Welcome to the **Tundra** domain! + +- There are several adults and kids alike sledding down the large and long inclines off to the left +- Several children have grouped off in the center and set up walls for a surprisingly well coordinated snowball fight +- A small group of adults have taken it upon themselves to start carving and crafting a MASSIVE igloo on the right +- In the distance you see a few couples wearing ice skates, dancing across the ice like it was nothing + +*NOTICE ROLL* +You hear whip cracking noises, followed by the sound of a man with a thick accent yelling MUSH! MUSH! coming from your immediate right. Pulling in and stopping right behind your group is a good old fashioned snowdog sled, pulled by a team of twelve dogs (most of which are huskies) and with a white and icy blue husky man in a thick tan winter coat holding the reigns, his white nametag reading EXILE. + +He speaks with a thick Russian accent. "Hello comrades! You are new of the faces in this domain! Are you in need of guide dog perhaps? Ha ha!" + +*ASKS ABOUT DM/REGALIA* +He will shake his head. "I am sorry, I have not seen ice Master in some time, tends to be secluded. But I know where house is! Come, Exile escort you to safe house. Get you warm, get you dry, then get you to ice Master house, yes? All for small cost of 5z each!" You only now notice he is piloting a snow taxi service with his double sled. + +Once everyone boards, he cracks the reigns and all the dogs start pulling and running along the side of the frozen body of water, which takes several minutes. + +(NOTICE ROLL) You spot a smoke pillar far in the distance, coming from a VERY large wooden cabin, big enough to easily hold a hundred people over. Exile's sled pulls in front of the building, and he detaches the dogs from the sled, guiding them to a nearby corral with a fenced in fire pit. + +"Okay, halfway there! We take break, warm up, get snacks, maybe get better clothing?" He points out how obviously underdressed you all are. He walks with you to the entrance, opens the pure wood door, and you are immediately struck by the strong, warm scent of burning wood and hot chocolate. + +The first thing you see is a large fenced in bonfire in the middle of the one-room super cabin, surrounded by multiple rows of seats + +There is a kiosk in the back left corner with a short line of people, most of then walking away with hot drinks in glass mugs. + +There is a second kiosk in the back right corner taking and giving out heavy winter coats + +*SEATING* +The seats are all thickly woven cushions built into a wooden rounded frame surrounding the giant pitfire in the middle, designed to act like massive warm couches. The seats AND the wood are all warm to the touch, and some have spaces in between large enough to place your drinks. + +*LEFT KIOSK* +A white fox in a black vest is running the kiosk expertly, casually strolling between two different hit drink machines pouring either coffee or cocoa and adding a myriad of goodies in each one. He smiles to your group when your turn comes up, his white nametag reading OUJA. The overhead menu shows he is selling multiple varieties of hot chocolate & coffee. + +*RIGHT KIOSK* +An eight foot creature you can only describe as a white-haired ape-bear in a black vest is running the other kiosk, which you more clearly see is selling coats, hats, sleds, gloves, magic rings in a white hue, and rentals for winter sports gear like snowboards. He flashes your party a toothy grin when you approach, his white nametag reading BODHI. + +*AFTER EVERYONE GEARS UP* +Exile approaches and sighs happily, patting his stomach. "Nothing like warm cocoa on cold winter day, yes?" He pauses and walks closer to one of the massive windows, before continuing, "Is time to go, Ice Master is home today." + +*IF THEY ASK HOW HE KNOWS* +He will point out the window, and you will see a clear view to one particular spot in the distance where the snow is falling VERY hard in this otherwise barely flurrying area. "Where ice Master goes, surely it snows. Is a uh.. defense mechanism, keeps people from getting TOO close." + +He will lead your group back outside and re-hitch the dogs to the sled, before cracking the reigns and taking everyone to the thick pillar of snowfall. It takes a few minutes, but he eventually stops at the top of a snow embankment at about a 45 degree angle leading into a small flat valley from a good 50 foot drop, the perfect height and angle for a quick sled ride. + +"This is far as I go comrades, Ice Master house is on opposite end of valley. This path only way in or out. Thank you for patronage!" He rides off, leaving your group in front of the inclined embankment as the snowfall in front of you thickens. + +WHOEVER SLIDES DOWN THE EMBANKMENT, they land right in front of a group of a dozen snowmen. (NOTICE ROLL) And they are all facing the same direction: the center. + +*Once any of them approach the center,* (ATHLETICS ROLL) one of you is suddenly STRUCK in the back of the head by a solid impact of cold before a shrill voice pops out from an angle they aren't looking at, screaming ATTAAAAACK!!! Suddenly every snowman head explodes open, and all party members are struck by ten attacks each, to which there is NO save, and will all do a collective of... zero damage. *Because they were pelted with snowballs. Thrown by a gang of small children.* + +After the initial excitement, all the children suddenly seem dejected and a little upset. One little brown bear girl in a pink coat approaches, pouting a little. "I'm sowwy, we tawt you was someone else.." + +*IF THEY ASK* +She will point to a house in the distance, surrounded by the thickest blanket of snowfall compared to the surrounding area. "The nice person pways with us aww the time, so we wanted to do a supwise." She sniffles a bit as she heads back over to the snowmen and her friends. + +After a few minutes of walking, you spot a pair of people in the distance, chatting away as if everything was right with the world. One is a tall dark cat woman whom looks SURPRISINGLY underdressed to be in the snow, covered in a spacious and open red robe-like dress trimmed in thick white. The other is a deer about a foot shorter than her if you don't include the antlers, in warmer clothing of a black sweater stopping above the knee and thick black boots stopping just below the knee. + +They spot you approaching, the deer hiding behind the taller cat woman while she smiles warmly, arms crossed. "Well hello there, new faces! How can we help you?" + +Upon asking about the DM, she laughs a bit proudly. "Well if it's the Domain Master you're after, them look no further~" She giggles to herself before continuing, "My name is Morana, and this is..." She turns behind herself to see the deer has disappeared, replaced by a rather large chunk of snow. "..the best disappearing act you never saw!" + +She looks around for a moment, then suddenly points to a nearby tree and launches an ice spike at one of the high branches, causing a pile of snow to fall from it, as well as the very deer that disappeared. "There's the little darling~" She waltzes over and grabs the deer, leading to a shoulder carry, before looking back at your group. "Let's get out of the cold and chat, shall we?" + +Morana sits back in a chair inside their shared home, smiling quietly as she pets the deer between the antlers, no differently than if he were a pet. "Now that THAT is settled, let's try again... My name is Morana, and this is Whitaker, the Domain Master~" + +*ASK ABOUT DM/REGALIA* +Whitaker whimpers a little, hanging his head in shame, as Morana reaches down to pet him again. "Please forgive him, he had his Regalia stolen a few weeks ago. He was overseeing a snowball fight, the Marauders came in and started harassing the children. He gave it to them so they would leave the kids alone. Didn't even challenge him for it, just... took it. So whoever has it has what amounts to an unbreakable white shortsword." + +(CONTACTS ROLL) You remember seeing a sword matching that description in the hands of a Marauder when you came here on your first day. + +"This isn't an isolated incident either, he has been through a tremendous amount of hurt." She smiles down at him as he curls up against her, sadness in his eyes. "He's traumatized from years of abuse. It's turned into full anthropophobia." + +"I found him sneaking into my home one night, beat up and hungry... I sat him down and made him a warm meal, and the rest is history. You can imagine my surprise when I found out this adorable little man ruled the Domain of Ice." He actually hides his face in his sleeved hands. + +"Given his disposition, when social things come up, I work on his behalf unless some--" She is suddenly interrupted by the same little bear girl barging into the house, making excited noises and grabbing Whitaker's hand, pulling him toward the door and outside. You could swear you saw a smile cross his face when the kid grabbed his hand. + +The door shuts, and Morana continues, "...unless something like that happens." She waltzes over to the window and invites your group in to watch as he gets boobytrapped by the same children hidden in the snowmen, but he bursts into laughter when it happens, before playfully starting a snowball fight with all of them. + +"The little darling is afraid of everyone and everything... except for children. It's the one time he lets his guard down, because before he met me, the local children were helping him. And given how many children frequent here, it might be the only reason he will ever be a good Domain Master." She sighed a bit before continuing, "Sadly it didn't do much for him when he was King either..." + +*IF THEY ASK ABOUT KING* +She smiles at your group knowingly. "Oh, you were never told, were you? All the Domain Masters were Kings, in a sense.. a fun little bit of trivia about Diadem's history I picked up while moonlighting as a college teacher. Tell me, which of the Domain Masters have you met so far?" + +Aodaghan the King of Rage, believing in hard work. He helped construct the whole town, and expects commitment to labor. +Conroy the Curious King, believing in knowledge. He maintained the town's history, as best he can & could. +Zahir the King of Joy, believing in happiness. He believed the peoples' smiles was paramount above all. +Corentin the Calm King, believing in serenity. He was devout in the stillness of mind and flexibility of form. +Dorrin the King of Sorrow, believing in patience. He encouraged unwavering stoicism, even behind an ocean of tears. +Arledge the Kindest King, believing in generosity. He desired a bountiful harvest and longevity of life for all. +Miranda the Intimate Queen, believing in relationships. Physical or emotional, she wished for everyone to find closeness. +Fulmo the King of Judgment, believing in the Law. He was adamant about enforcing strict yet fair policy for basic society. +Thanatos the King of Despair, believing in ceremony. He valued the life and memory of everyone that ever came. +Cassius the Silent King, believing in solidarity. He... just wanted to be left alone. +Tlaloc the King of Hope, believing in strength. Dopey as he may seem, he embodies the idea that a rock-solid mind and body always wins. He just has issues articulating it. (She circles her mouth with her finger) + +"And Whitaker the... Timid King. He tried so hard to be a king that advocated for those that couldn't speak for themselves. Even after they treated him horribly. Tormented him. Hurt him. Destroyed his confidence in himself." + +"The only ones that didn't were the children. They adored him so much, partly because he's cute as a button, partly because he actually cared about them. So he plays with them, cares for them, does whatever he can for them." She sighed a bit and watched him from behind the window with a smile. + +*IF THEY WANNA HELP* +"If you mean his Regalia, there won't be much you can do, unless you can find it and return it. But if you mean helping HIM..." She muses for a moment as she watches the children build more snowmen with his help. "..are any of you good at building things? Because I bet if you were to go out and make things in the snow for the kids..." + +----- + +The players can earn his trust by playing in the snow with Whitaker and the children +- FIGHT/STEALTH for snowball fights +- CRAFT/RESOURCES for snowmen and igloos + +MAKE CONTACT AND RAPPORT ROLLS RANDOMLY EACH TIME TO HAVE THEM EARN HIS TRUST BASED ON THE ACTIVITY + +----- + +AFTER A FEW ATTEMPTS + +All the children are called out to by their parents, and all of them give a resounding AWWWW. Each one of them comes up and gives Whitaker a massive group hug, and you see him give them the most heartwarming smile you ever saw. All the children then start shuffling their way off to their parents in the distance, climbing that incline with relative ease despite one or two stumbling a bit. + +*IF THEY ROLL POORLY* +Whitaker will maintain his distance from your group, but will give you a small timid wave before heading back to Morana, whom is waiting for him just a few yards back. + +*IF THEY ROLL WELL* +Whitaker will maintain that warm smile until he turns to your group, rubbing his arm a little nervously as he trots up to your group. He will open his mouth to try and convey words, but finds he can't get them out, so he instead gives (player) a sudden tight hug for a few seconds, before walking away. He will pause a few steps in, turn back to your group, and give you a soft wave, before walking into Morana's awaiting arms for a hug of his own. \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/DOMAIN - Yellow.txt b/DOMAIN - Yellow.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..3068417 --- /dev/null +++ b/DOMAIN - Yellow.txt @@ -0,0 +1,127 @@ +The warbling gate is a golden ring with a yellow magic wall, and it doesn't look like anything specific, but it IS unusually bright + +YELLOW DOMAIN + +On the beach: +https://youtu.be/yy0701OyeRo?si=H_9WEeAvScDcXAJ0 + +Inside the festival: +https://youtu.be/75q8Krpw-R0?si=isT0RYZ1oQVxQAHz + +## Upon exiting the YELLOW gate, +You feel warmth beaming down on your heads, you hear a few seagulls chirping in the distance, and you see the ocean washing on the shore right beneath your feet. + +Welcome to the **Beach** domain! + +In front of you is a pure golden yellow sandy beach stretching for miles +There are dozens of beach bodies lying back in the sand on towels +There are both kids AND adults making sandcastles and sandsculptures +There are people openly grilling food on the beach, likely for families + +On the right is a rolling ocean as endless as the sandy beach, with a mix of waves small and large +There are swimmers in the semi-shallow parts of the water +There are surfers riding the waves in the distance +A couple skimboarders ride past you on their shortboards, riding along the freshly wetted sand + +On your left, elevated by a few wooden steps, is a massive stretch of walkable boardwalk +People are traveling across it on foot, skates, scooters, bikes, and skateboards +Scattered along the distance is several miniature stores, shacks, and pop-up stands selling swimsuits, inflatables, sunscreen, towels, sunglasses, magic rings in a yellow hue, and even surf board rentals. +There's also a few stands selling cold snacks including ice cream, shaved ice, frozen yogurt, and a few iced drinks. + +(NOTICE ROLL) When you pass by all of the food shacks, you spot what looks like a little bee holding up a sign saying all of them are sweetened with all natural honey instead of sugar, all harvested from the violet domain + +----- + +*IF FOOD* +A portly pelican in a blue tank top and a yellow nametag reading HORACE happily meets you at the counter. "Hey there! What can get I get for ya?" + +*IF SHOP* +A fashionable flamingo in a yellow polo tee smiles and waves to your group, her yellow nametag reading JANICE. "Welcome in! Can I help you find anything? + +(IF DM/REGALIA) +"Oh, you wanna talk to Zahir. You won't have to search far, he tends to make himself known. In fact, he's hosting an event later today, so if you just wanna hang out and enjoy yourselves, he'll make himself known." Theh hand you a flier on bright yellow paper with black ink, explaining the event as an after-hours dance party. + +----- + +Later on in the evening, you notice the boardwalk is becoming a bit crowded. + +(INVESTIGATE ROLL) You realize there is suddenly an influx of people walking in from the gate. And unlike the normal beachgoers up to now, they are all dressed a little strangely. Most of them are wearing bright neon mesh clothing or bikini tops, and their pants or shorts are either black or matching neons. + +(NOTICE ROLL) You begin to hear a deep repetitive thumping in the distance, like someone is banging on a very large drum. And it looks like all these oddly dressed people are heading for that noise. + +*Following the noise,* +You spot a large building in the distance, what looks like a repurposed warehouse. The people you spotted heading toward that beat are going inside, and that beat doubles in volume the second the doors are open, but you're a bit too far to see what is inside. + +*Opening the door,* +Your ears are met with a thunderous BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM, a repetitive thud so deep and powerful it makes your whole body rumble + +*Stepping inside* +There is a MASSIVE hexagonal plate glass panel floorspace, lit up and flashing multiple different colors and filled with people bumping, jumping, grinding and vibing to that powerful beat, their neon clothes glowing intensely in this low light. +You have entered a beach rave. + +Sitting around the doors on the left and right are tables of clothing and accessories. +- The table on the left has glowsticks galore, neon shirts & wristbands, and beaded accessories of many different styles, ran by a portly Pelican in a blue tank top, his yellow nametag reading HORACE +- The table on the right has few bowls of yellow punch right beside the changing rooms with a distinct aroma of honey, as well as tall paper cups full of the same stuff or just plain water, ran by a flamingo woman in a yellow polo tee, her nametag reading JANICE + +*IN THE AUDIENCE* +Dozens of people are walking around, talking as best they can over the music, dancing to the beat in a myriad of styles, and overall just being friendly. (NOTICE ROLL) +- A white tiger woman bumps hips with someone, wearing baggy black pants with reflective orange stripes and a black crop top +- A ferret dances backwards right in front of your group before stepping away, only wearing some cutoff jean shorts and glowsticks around his wrists +- A hand FIRMLY grabs a handful of SOMEONE's ass, and you have no clue who did it +- And while they approach. you spot SOMEONE in the distance just eyeing your group up before heading out the door + +*DJ STATION* +Approaching the front where the DJ station sits, massive speakers thumping and rumbling around the table as a skinny insect man (a bumblebee) is grinning and bouncing in time with the speakers, one hand on the table's dials while the second operates the record table, a third on a headset, and a fourth raised up in a "C" shape. A moment later, the music drops in volume as the vocals of the song start chattering quietly toward the end end of the track. He speaks out loud enough to where EVERYONE can hear. + +"WELCOME TO SHINEDOWN!!!" + +"THIS IS DJ ZAHIR AND I WANNA HEAR YOU SCREAM!!!" + +"I WANNA SEE ALL YOU PEOPLE HAVE THE NIGHT OF YOUR LIVES AND LET YOUR BEAUTIFUL SOULS SHINE LIGHT THE FUCKING SUN!!!" + +And that is when the doors to the building get kicked open, and the Marauders March their happy asses inside, all grinning ear to ear. This time they brought numbers, as dozens of footsoldiers come pouring in, carrying baseball bats and swinging chains. They immediately start smashing the lights, cutting the cables, breaking the speakers, and flipping the tables. + +A smaller group of better dressed individuals stays near the doors, the leader (ocelot) pulling out a golden pistol and aiming it at the partygoers in the middle. "Alright you bunch of hippies, we're here to 'repossess the property,' as it were. Everyone cooperates, noone ends up with a hole in their heads." + +*ONCE THE FIGHT STARTS* +- The music suddenly starts to kick up, turning the whole fight into a groovy dance battle +- The second the players start fighting, the audience around them become empowered, and starts fighting the OTHER Marauders around them to keep the damage to a minimum + +AFTER THE FIGHT + +All the partygoers are laughing and high fiving each other, and you see all the other Marauders tied up with various pieces of cabling, clothing, and even their own chains. However, the damage was done. Speakers were destroyed, cables were cut, and several light fixtures were broken. Zahir approaches the center of the room, eyes wide and one set of hands over his mouth, the other crossed over his stomach. + +The leader of the captured Marauders (the ocelot) starts laughing at you and everyone else in the room. "Mission accomplished! The party's over!" + +Zahir's head suddenly turns to a creepy degree to look at him dead in the eyes, smiling wide, before responding, "What makes you say that?" + +... "we downed your lights, broke your speakers, and killed your vibe. Sure looks over to me!" + +All four of Zahir's hands begin to glow a soft yellow light as he slowly and methodically walks toward the Marauder, touching the shoulders and hands of people he walks by, leaving stains of pure light magic on their bodies. His smile just widens before he responds, "Let me shed some light on this for you. If the vibe is dead, would they all still be here?" The leader realizes not a single person has left yet. + +(Notice roll) You hear several people begin vocalizing in the background. + +Zahir continues, cupping a hand dramatically against the side of his head. "If the speakers are dead, why do I hear music?" You realize the people whom are glowing have started singing, in a gospel choir type of way where it's all vocalizing, but its a beautiful harmonious note. And you also see that more and more people are starting to glow as they touch each other's hands and shoulders. + +Zahir stops walking and crouches down in front of the Marauder. "And if the lights are dead, why is it so bright in here?" By this point, everyone in the room is glowing like night lights, and more than half of them are vocalizing. + +"You're the one doing that, you idiot!" + +"OH all I did was open the blinds. Most people can't see it through their fleshy bodies, but I see it in them, and these people here... they all learned to see it in each other." He slowly steps around behind the Marauder before continuing. "I see it in you too. It's dim, but it's there. It's the kind of light you can't turn off. It's their beautiful souls." + +Back at the podium, you see a line of sparks fly up in a zigzag pattern from underneath the desk, before it slowly opens to reveal a set of hidden internal hexagonal speakers, and when they swivel out, they completely obscure the broken ones. Zahir continues, "Lights and speakers are just things. The people ARE the party. They can sing. They can dance. And they can shine. Like the fucking. Sun." + +The marauder is just confused at this point, but you can see the gears in his head turn as the message is starting to sink in. In the middle of that thought, Zahir kneels behind him and rears back all four arms. "Now it's your turn!" + +"...wait wha--" His words are interrupted as he is struck from behind by all four hands, his body glowing with powerful light. His shirt is blown completely off, and when Zahir removes his hands, the Marauder's back now has four handprints on it, each with three digits but the palms lined up in a circle, looking like a 12 point sun. The Marauder's eyes are glowing with light and he is enamored by the sight of colors, dumbfounded by the sight of it all. + +"That light is more powerful than any weapon, more infectious than laughter! So long as their souls shine bright, THIS PARTY WILL NEVER DIE!!!" Everyone in the audience NOT humming that tune cheers at the same time, lighting the warehouse with magnificent light AND noise. + +He is completely dumbfounded as his eyes shine bright, looking out onto the audience with absolute shock. He slowly starts to break out in hysterical laughter, the message finally sinking in. Zahir picks him up bridal style, and flies him up into a dance cage near the center of the ceiling, illuminating the whole place as well as any light fixture ever could. + +And that is when the music starts coming from the new speakers, harmozing with the vocalization at first until it completely overtakes it, and the second that beat drops, the audience is dancing like the party never stopped. In that time, Zahir picked up the other Marauders your group fought and dropped them into dance cages as well. The other ones beaten by the audience are pretty well surrounded by five or six dancing and grinding bodies each, so they aren't going anywhere. + +Zahir flutters in a wide circle as he sees the party has picked back up, before flying lower and giving everyone in a circular row a fly by high five. Or high three in his case. He eventually comes to your group and lands in front of your group, offering each of you high fives and handshakes. "Crazy night, right?! Not every day I gotta break out the special gear!" + +*DM/REGALIA* +"Indeedily I am! Guessing you're here to try and grab my gear, right?" He laughs a bit. "I'd love to, but I think you guys need a break after laying the THmackdown on those guys earlier. What say we enjoy the party tonight, and you come by another day? Then we can do this fight right!" \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/Domain Masters.txt b/Domain Masters.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..b35de68 --- /dev/null +++ b/Domain Masters.txt @@ -0,0 +1,683 @@ +The DOMAIN MASTERS are the guardians of the twelve REGALIA, and also the masters of each individual DOMAIN. + +They are each distinct in personality, fighting style, and... well, they're all excessively distinct people for a myriad of reasons. + +One thing they all share is they specialize and are essentially embodied by one element of magic +- They are exceedingly dangerous to be around for that reason alone, and unless you REALLY want those Regalia, should be avoided at all costs + +----- + +Aodaghan Panthrandu +Species: Avian / Phoenix + +The personification of "pissed off", this six foot two bird man has a jet black beak on his face that matches his waist-length tied-back black hair, piercing crimson eyes, and a dark red feathered physique that is well kept but still lithe to allow his gorgeous red, orange, and yellow wings carry him through the air. His arms are separated, and at the end of his legs below his forward bending knees is a pair of deep yellow avian feet. + +He normally either wears a fireproof smithing apron & black slacks, or in a combat outfit of a knee-length red longcoat bound by small chains across the chest paired with heavy black combat boots. His weapon of choice is a six foot long two-handed black blade sword, adorned with a phoenix on the hilt, and he has a "habit" of striking with the flat side more often than the blade. "Oops." + +He has a quick temper and is not afraid to fight anything or anyone that steps out of line. The only thing that quells that heated temperament seems to be trips to the hot springs, the local forge, or any environment with a heat stronger than his own. + +LIKES: Physical training, Hot summer days, Working the forge +DISLIKES: Cold weather, YOU. + +HP 35 | MP 40 | MVMT 2 ++5 ACADEMICS FIGHT PHYSIQUE ++4 MANA ATHLETICS ++3 CRAFT WILL ++2 DRIVE ++1 RESOURCES + +SPELLS + LV0 PYRO + LV1 TORCH + LV2 FLAMETHROWER + LV3 FIREBALL + LV4 TAVROS + LV5 PHOENIX + +IMMUNE : FIRE +RESIST : LIGHTNING WIND +WEAK : WATER + +FLIGHT (Phoenix Wings) +You are hovering over one "ZONE" over the BATTLEZONE +- Can be activated by paying 1 MVMT during your turn +- You move 1 ZONE per MVMT over the other characters, same as normal MVMT +- Cannot ATTACK with, or be ATTACKED by, FIGHT weapons that are not FLEXIBLE, REACH, or THROWING +- Any HIT will knock you to the ground until you reactivate FLIGHT + +NATURAL WEAPONS (Clawed feet) x2 +You can make a 2DMG melee ATTACK while EMPTY HANDED + +SECOND SWING +Once/Turn : You can attack TWICE per turn with any one 4/5DMG FIGHT weapon, but the second ATTACK is made at DISADV + +SKY FIRE +While in FLIGHT, any opponents under your ZONE gain AFTERBURN + +OVERHEATED ASSAULT +FIGHT ATTACKS with a two-handed weapon hit all TARGETS in ZONE +- If in FLIGHT, you GROUND yourself as part of the ATTACK, and will gain +1DMG on HIT/MATCH + +PHOENIX FLARE +Once/Fight, at 0HP; +- Recover ALL HP +- All FIRE spells gain 1DMG +- All AFTERBURN dealt is doubled + +----- + +Conroy Kaksteist +Species : Feline / Sabertooth Tiger + +A curious lover of all things knowledge, his wide merrigold tiger eyes are barely obscured by a pair of black rimmed glasses. His messy black hair is tied back in a loose ponytail, making are to avoid his small round cat ears atop his head. + +He is usually seen wearing a long white coat, reminiscent of a doctor or lab worker, trimmed in some black knotworking all the way down the front, barely obscuring his black knitted shirt and deep red pants underneath. He also rarely wears shoes, preferring the cool floor under his feet. He has no weapon of choice, but when combat is required, he will often don a strange orange stone buckler shield he pulls from his lab. + +He is easily distracted by his innate curiosity, and prefers to read a good book or take a catnap somewhere comfortable, but most of all he enjoys putting his massive knowledge to work whenever he can and help everyone who needs or asks for his aid. + +LIKES: Reading, organizing, teaching +DISLIKES: Outdoor weather, too much chaos + +HP 35 | MP 40 | MVMT 3 ++5 ACADEMICS ATHLETICS PHYSIQUE ++4 DRIVE MANA ++3 INVESTIGATE WILL ++2 NOTICE ++1 FIGHT + +SPELLS + LV0 CHRONO + LV1 TIME OUT + LV2 TIME STREAM + LV3 TIMEZONE + LV4 YO'LBARS + LV5 SMILODON + +IMMUNE: TIME +RESIST: DEATH WIND +WEAK: SPACE + +ADVANCED AWARENESS +During INITIATIVE rolls, you can turn one MINUS to a PLUS + +INVENTORY INSIGHT +Start Of Fight: INVESTIGATE roll to see what unique items/weapons your enemies are carrying + +NATURAL WEAPON (Tiger Claws) x2 +You can make a 2DMG melee ATTACK while EMPTY HANDED + +SANDS OF TIME +ITEM ACTION: Summons a sand clone of a character from the party at a prior LV + +REWIND +REACTION: move to any ZONE touched on the prior turn +- Auto cancels incoming ATTACK action if it TARGETs or moves out of range + +HISTORY LESSON +Once/Fight, at 10HP or less: +- Replace self with LV5 TIME IDOL SUMMON until it hits 0HP +- *Summon has DOUBLE HP* +- *Summon has UNLIMITED spell use* + +----- + +Zahir Onlarla +Species: Insect / Honeybee + +A sunspot of smiles and celebration, this active little guy strives to be helpful and spread joy in any way he can. His almond colored eyes draw attention to his messy golden blonde hair, billowing around his somewhat insectoid face and making his two small antennae atop his head even more obvious. + +He is usually seen wearing some form of black and yellow clothing, either a casual kilt-like ensemble looking like it was made of a giant flower or a more formal soldier-style for serious occasions. Either way, his weapon of choice is his black and yellow gauntlets that flow right into the whole outfit, and almost obscure his second set of arms. + +You rarely see jim without a smile, as he believes joy to be its own religion that should be shared and spread openly to anyone who needs or wants it. If he is ever NOT smiling, people know the situation is serious, but it doesn't take much to being that smiling personality back. + +LIKES: Dancing, Flying, Sunny days +DISLIKES: Quiet rooms, dark places + +HP 35 | MP 40 | MVMT 2 ++5 ACADEMICS ATHLETICS PHYSIQUE ++4 FIGHT MANA ++3 DRIVE WILL ++2 RAPPORT ++1 CONTACTS + +SPELLS + LV0 HOLY + LV1 SHINING RAY + LV2 LASERBEAM + LV3 SOLAR FLARE + LV4 AILBHEAN + LV5 MELISSAE + +IMMUNE : LIGHT +RESIST : LIGHTNING LIFE +WEAK : DARKNESS + +HELPING HAND +Once/Round : REACTION : You can turn one MINUS on an ALLY's roll in the same ZONE to a BLANK + +NATURAL WEAPON (Bee Stinger) +You can make a 2DMG Melee ATTACK while EMPTY HANDED + +AWKWARD AERODYNAMICS +You hover over the ground rather than truly fly, but otherwise do not gain the normal benefits of flight +- All HITS received from spells and potions do 1 less DMG + +OVERENTHUSIASM +Every PLUS on your FIGHT ROLL with EMPTY HANDED or NATURAL WEAPON strikes deals 1 extra DMG + +FLURRY OF STINGS (once per turn) +Can FIGHT ATTACK a number of times equal to FIGHT score per ATTACK ACTION, but can only use NATURAL WEAPON + +SHINING SWARM +Once/Fight, at 10HP or less: +- Create duplicates equal to the number of ENEMY party members -1 +- *Each clone is placed in the same zone as a player* +- *Same current HP, MP, and abilities each* +- *There is no 'real one,' last one standing is the 'real one'* + +----- + +Corentin Tasnyak +Species: Reptile / Winged Serpent + +A quiet and meditative person, he prefers the company of the open wind and silence to anyone or anything in particular. His emerald green serpent eyes are partly hidden behind a windswept head of green locks, barely distinct in hue against his forest green scale pattern. + +His preferred method of dress is either a japanese-style casual wear kimono with depictions of the overhead cloudy sky, or a more regal style of green leather armor etched in Aztec knotworking all across his arms and chest piece. Either way, his preferred weapon is an artistically gorgeous long bow designed for long range attacks and heavy impacts. + +This man is all about finding serenity in the world around him.. He finds clean air soothing, and silent winds energizing, but has recently come to appreciate how certain melodies tickle the soundwaves pleasantly. Otherwise, you will often find him drinking cups of homemade tea, made of plants from his own garden. + +LIKES: Rhythmic music, Archery, Tea +DISLIKES: Smoking, White noise + +HP 35 | MP 40 | MVMT 2 ++5 ACADEMICS PHYSIQUE SHOOT ++4 ATHLETICS NOTICE ++3 MANA WILL ++2 DRIVE ++1 CRAFT + +SPELLS + LV0 AERO + LV1 AIRBLAST + LV2 TORNADO + LV3 SONIC BOOM + LV4 BAO DOM + LV5 QUETZALCOATL + +IMMUNE : WIND +RESIST : TIME FIRE +WEAK : EARTH + +ADVANCED AWARENESS x2 +During INITIATIVE rolls, you can turn up to 2 MINUS to PLUS + +GLIDE (Reptilian wings) +You can move 2 spaces per point of MVMT each turn + +NATURAL WEAPON (Snake Bite) +You can make a 2DMG Melee ATTACK while EMPTY HANDED + +SUPERCELL SHOT +All SHOOT ATTACKS with a bow can hit two targets, so long as both are 2+ ZONES away + +TLACOCHTLI BARRAGE (1MP) +Make one SHOOT attack roll vs ALL TARGETS on the BATTLEZONE using self-generated magical air darts, each dealing 1DMG + LIFTOFF on a HIT + +MASK OF MIXCOATL +Once/Fight, at 10HP or less: +- Recover all HP +- For the rest of the fight, every player will be affected by LIFTOFF at their respective EOT + +----- + +Dorrin Dodici +Species: Fish / Bull Shark + +Always seeming to have a tear in his eye, this hulking mass of muscle stands at 6 foot 5 vertically, and not too differently horizontally. He has no hair to speak of, instead preferring to wear some form of hat, making his deep ocean blue eyes his most striking facial feature. + +His body is built with muscle on muscle, and is either easily viewable when he swims shirtless or is barely contained within one of his double breasted mafioso style Italian suits, usually tailored to match his hat. His weapon of choice is a massive fishing harpoon covered in notchwork to resemble the shark that holds it, and his precision with his throws is terrifying. + +This walking talking tank of stoicism is difficult to read emotionally. He spends his time fishing, swimming, or speaking highly of his adopted daughter, but otherwise is very quiet. However, when situations get serious, he is always first and foremost ready to either outsmart his opponent, or outfight them. + +LIKES: Big Game Fishing, Swimming, His Daughter +DISLIKES: Extreme Hot & Cold weather + +HP 35 | MP 40 | MVMT 1 ++5 ACADEMICS FIGHT PHYSIQUE ++4 ATHLETICS MANA ++3 INVESTIGATE WILL ++2 EMPATHY ++1 CONTACTS + +SPELLS + LV0 HYDRO + LV1 AQUA JET + LV2 WAVE CRASH + LV3 TIDAL WAVE + LV4 IHLENGESI + LV5 DAKUWANGA + +IMMUNE : WATER +RESIST : ICE EARTH +WEAK : FIRE + +INVENTORY INSIGHT +Start Of Fight: INVESTIGATE roll to see what unique items/weapons your enemies are carrying + +NATURAL WEAPON (Shark Bite) +You can make a 2DMG Melee ATTACK without a weapon + +SWIM SPEED +You can move 2 spaces per MVMT while in water + +MINCOPIE MAGIC +All WATER spells are treated as THROWN WEAPONS, shaped as water harpoons, and will all do 2DMG per HIT, regardless of SPELL LV + +CRASHING WAVE +One FIGHT roll with a THROWN WEAPON hits all ZONES in a row, even diagonal + +HURLY BURLY OCEAN +Once/Fight, at 0HP: +- Recover ALL HP +- For the rest of the fight, you gain NATURAL WEAPON (Fists) x2 +- *You can make a 2DMG Melee ATTACK while EMPTY HANDED* +- *These do not suffer DUAL WEILD's DISADV* +- *These Fists are permanently INFUSED with HYDRO* + +------ + +Arledge Tannifila +Species: Rabbit / English Lop + +An adorer of animals big and small, this effeminate cowboy bunny has strikingly vibrant indigo eyes beneath a short head of light purple hair and an adorable black nose, which wiggles when he smells something he likes. Due to his long loopy ears hanging behind him, he finds hats difficult to wear, instead letting his cowboy hat rest against his back by his neck. + +He usually wears simple clothes, his favorite being form-fitting jeans and a dark purple shirt, and he prefers to not wear shoes if he can avoid it. He is a stalwart pacifist, preferring to not fight under any circumstances, but is not afraid to help those in need by giving g a quick boost in energy or patching up a wound. + +This bun is a hard worker, helping to run any and all animal and plant farms he can volunteer for. Seeming to never run out of energy, he is known far and wide as one of the most generous, selfless, and helpful people anyone has ever known. + +Likes: Animals, forests, fruits & veggies +Dislikes: Large cities, wasteful people + +HP 35 | MP 30 | MVMT 2 ++5 ACADEMICS ATHLETICS PHYSIQUE ++4 MANA RAPPORT ++3 EMPATHY WILL ++2 DRIVE ++1 CRAFTS + +SPELLS + LV0 CURE + LV1 RESTORATION + LV2 LIFE STREAM + LV3 HARMONY + LV4 HAZON'AINA + LV5 TU'ER YE + +IMMUNE : LIFE +RESIST : LIGHT SPACE +WEAK : DEATH + +HELPING HAND +Once/Round : REACTION : You can turn one MINUS on an ALLY's roll in the same ZONE to a BLANK + +GOT YOUR BACK +Once/Round : REACTION : You can turn one MINUS on an ALLY's roll in the same ZONE to a PLUS + +POWERFUL LEGS +During your turn, you can either: +- Increase your MVMT by 1 +- Turn one MINUS on a FIGHT roll to a BLANK + +BOUNTY OF NATURE +LV4 summons call 2 creatures per cast + +NOBLE SACRIFICE (once per round) +REACTION: Can use SELF or SUMMON to intercept any HIT in place of another + +BOON OF PACIFISM +Once/Fight, at 10HP or less: +- Recover all HP and MP +- Cannot use any ATTACK action next turn + +----- + +Miranda Baarah +Species: Chimera / Gryphon +An enthusiastic romantic, her brown eyes are framed perfectly from inside her trimmed neck-length deep brown hair (framed around her lengthy cat ears), her chocolate brown lips always in a playful smirk, and her well-kept neck plumage. + +Her preferred manner of dress is either none, or a brand new outfit she will handmake in preparation for each situation. Her ensemble also always comes with a place for her whip, of which earned her the title as a 'sadist,' among others. + +Her personality is a split between a flirty performer and a hungry predator, and its hard to see where one ends and the other begins. She loves making eye-catchjng clothing g for others to wear so they can catch the attention of the ones they deserve, but is also not afraid to seek out those people for her own fun. + +Likes: Making clothes, music, sex +Dislikes: being alone, quiet + +HP 35 | MP 40 | MVMT 2 ++5 ACADEMICS FIGHT PHYSIQUE ++4 ATHLETICS MANA ++3 CRAFT WILL ++2 DRIVE ++1 CONTACTS + +SPELLS + LV0 STELLAR + LV1 ASTEROID + LV2 STAR SHOWER + LV3 GRAVITY WELL + LV4 CON SU TU + LV5 GRYPHUS + +IMMUNE : SPACE +RESIST : LIFE EARTH +WEAK : TIME + +FLIGHT (Gryphon Wings) +You are hovering over one "ZONE" over the BATTLEZONE +- Can be activated by paying 1 MVMT during your turn +- You move 1 ZONE per MVMT over the other characters, same as normal MVMT +- Cannot ATTACK with, or be ATTACKED by, FIGHT weapons that are not FLEXIBLE, REACH, or THROWING +- Any HIT will knock you to the ground until you reactivate FLIGHT + +NATURAL WEAPONS (Lion Claws) x2 +You can make a 2DMG melee ATTACK while EMPTY HANDED + +COMBAT CRAFTING +Pay 1 MVMT to CRAFT roll & make a reasonable weapon out of supplies you are wearing or carrying +- Its DMG is equal or less than your CRAFT roll +- This weapon will break after 3 rounds + +ASTEROID BELTING (Once/Turn) +REACH weapons can attack TWICE per FIGHT action without penalty + +STELLAR STRUT +Takes one less DMG per HIT per instance of STARSTRUCK the attacker has + +FATAL ATTRACTION +Once/Fight, at 10HP or less: +- Recover HP equal to current MP +- Choose one ZONE to create a black hole +- *Anyone starting their turn in that ZONE takes 1 SPACE DMG* +- *Every turn from there, that ZONE's range expands by 1 row of adjacent ZONES, and the center ZONE's DMG is increased by 1* + +----- + +Whittaker Tormet'i +Species: Deer / Reindeer + +A very skiddish little guy, he is only six feet tall if you count his antlers. His light mocha colored eyes are a perfect match against his light brown fur against his face, his short almost-white locks an almost perfect match against his fur and boney antlers. + +His usual manner if dress is either a long black sweater with white trimming and matching ugg boots, or an outfit comprised of an all white sleeveless tee, jean shorts, and arm & leg warmers to obscure his hands and foothooves so people can't see what he plans to use. Aside from tools he can generate on the fly made of ice, he also carries a white ninjato shortsword as his preferred weapon. + +He is an extremely timid person when it comes to people, and it comes from the end result of nearly every adult he's interacted with recently treating him horribly. The only people he is not afraid of at this point are children, and the one woman that treated him with kindness when he needed it most. + +Likes: Snowy days, ice skating, snowball fights +Dislikes: Summer heat, too much attention + +HP 35 | MP 40 | MVMT 3 ++5 ACADEMICS PHYSIQUE STEALTH ++4 MANA NOTICE ++3 CRAFT WILL ++2 DRIVE ++1 EMPATHY + +SPELLS + LV0 FROST + LV1 ICICLE + LV2 HAILSTORM + LV3 BLIZZARD + LV4 BELIY MEDVED + LV5 CERNUNNOS + +IMMUNE : ICE +RESIST : DARKNESS WATER +WEAK : LIGHTNING + +ADVANCED AWARENESS x2 +During INITIATIVE rolls, you can turn up to 2 MINUS to PLUS + +NATURAL WEAPON (Antlers) +You can make a 2DMG melee ATTACK while EMPTY HANDED + +FLIGHT (Phoenix Wings) +You are hovering over one "ZONE" over the BATTLEZONE +- Can be activated by paying 1 MVMT during your turn +- You move 1 ZONE per MVMT over the other characters, same as normal MVMT +- Cannot ATTACK with, or be ATTACKED by, FIGHT weapons that are not FLEXIBLE, REACH, or THROWING +- Any HIT will knock you to the ground until you reactivate FLIGHT + +ICICLONE JUTSU (1MP) +ITEM ACTION: CRAFT roll to create an equal number of ICE STATUES on the BATTLEZONE (destroyed after one HIT) & double that number of ICE KUNAI (1DMG) (throwing) (dual-weild) + +SNOWBLIND SUBSTITUTION +Can swap places with one ICE ITEM on the BATTLEZONE per point of MVMT +- (can be used as REACTION) + +POLAR PROTECTORS +Once/Fight, at 10HP or less: +- Cast 2 LV4 ICE SUMMONs for free +- *Cannot use ATTACK ACTIONS until both are defeated* + +----- + +Fulmo 'Burrasca' Uncial +Species: Procyon / Raccoon + +Calm and cool headed at all times, his gray eyes sit perfectly behind a pair of sunglasses against his grayed out face surrounded by ainterchanging rings of black and silver. His hair, an electric silver, is perfectly neat and trimmed between his long pointed ears. + +When he is not wearing his trademark judge's robe, his preferred manner of dress is a simple set of black clothes, mainly cargo pants and a tee shirt under a denim longcoat. His preferred weapon of style is a pair of revolvers, when he isn't using his overwhelming speed. + +Much like his peculiar fur pattern is so specifically colored, he always sees the world as black and white in terms of right and wrong. Blunt and honest to a fault, he is always charged up to deliver the clearest and most appropriate punishment to those on the wrong side of the law. The only thing more precise than his world views are his gunslinger skills. + +Likes: Stormy days, target practice, the law +Dislikes: Wishy-washy people + +HP 35 | MP 30 | MVMT 2 ++5 ACADEMICS PHYSIQUE SHOOT ++4 ATHLETICS NOTICE ++3 MANA WILL ++2 DRIVE ++1 FIGHT + +SPELLS + LV0 STATIC + LV1 LIGHTNINGBOLT + LV2 LIGHTNING BLITZ + LV3 PLASMA WALL + LV4 BINESI + LV5 AZEBAN + +IMMUNE : LIGHTNING +RESIST : FIRE LIGHT +WEAK : ICE + +ADVANCED AWARENESS x2 +During INITIATIVE rolls, you can turn up to 2 MINUS to PLUS + +SWIM SPEED +You can move 2 spaces per MVMT while in water + +CIVIL RETURN +Before using ATTACK or ITEM, you can pull a RANDOM weapon/item and use it +- Anything used follows the same ATTACK/ITEM rules they normally follow +- Any item pulled from this can be THROWN, regardless of item specifics +- Anything used here is only usable for one turn, and will be dropped after + +BULLET STORM (1MP) +You can shoot FOUR targets per SHOOT action if using DUAL-WEILD +- This ability does not detract extra ammo from RELOAD score +- The first two ROLLS are made normal, and the last two are made at ADV/DISADV + +STATIC STEP +Can move anywhere on BATTLEZONE each MVMT instead of one ZONE at a time +- Can use as REACTION (will cancel any TARGET ATTACK automatically) + +THUNDER FORCE +Once/Fight, at 10HP or less: +- Recover HP equal to current MP +- For the rest of the fight, all normal SHOOT rolls are at ADV +- For the rest of the fight, all SHOOT rolls at DISADV are NORMAL + +----- + +Thanatos Ondogon +Species: Canine / Gray Wolf + +Sulky and creepy by nature, he tends to keep to himself more often than not, but does welcome social interaction during moments of importance and ceremonies. His jade green eyes offset his deep gray face perfectly and attract plenty of attention against his otherwise colorless fur, aside from his platinum silver head of hair. + +His normal manner of dress is something religiously designed such as a pastor's robe or simple black dress clothes, choosing to bleed the colorlessness into every aspect of his overall appearance. But when the situation calls for a more serious overtone, he will don a VERY thick cloak to obscure himself entirely, which leads to VERY obvious conclusions based on his choice of weapon. + +He spends most of his time tending to the graveyard he lives in and around. Digging holes, cleaning headstones, passing out flowers, heading ceremonies for the dearly departed, and on occasion he will even be seen hosting more positive and fun parties. Combining his emphatic voice with any instrument sets a perfect tone for storytelling during ghost story nights. + +Likes: Full moons, repairing instruments, yoga +Dislikes: Daytime, vegetables +HP 35 | MP 30 | MVMT 3 ++5 ACADEMICS FIGHT PHYSIQUE ++4 ATHLETICS DRIVE ++3 MANA WILL ++2 RAPPORT ++1 CONTACTS + +SPELLS + LV0 NECRO + LV1 TERRORIZE + LV2 TOMB STRIKE + LV3 SKELETAL SWARM + LV4 BUFNITA + LV5 WEPWAWET + +IMMUNE : DEATH +RESIST : DARKNESS TIME +WEAK : LIFE + +HELPING HAND +Once/Round : REACTION : You can turn one MINUS on an ALLY's roll in the same ZONE to a BLANK + +POWERFUL LEGS +During your turn, you can either: +- Increase your MVMT by 1 +- Turn one MINUS on a FIGHT roll to a BLANK + +INDELIBLE HOWL +Make a FIGHT attack roll against all ENEMIES in a PLUS shaped formation of ZONES, centered on yours +- Anyone HIT in the nearby four ZONES takes 1DMG +- Anyone HIT in the center ZONE takes 2DMG + has DISADV on all non-ACADEMICS rolls until PLAYER's next turn + +ABUNDANT HARVEST (Once/Turn) +Upon CRIT HIT with a TWO-HANDED FIGHT weapon, move to a nearby ZONE & immediately make a FIGHT roll with the same weapon for free + +ORCUS' ORDER +Make an ATTACK in a 5-ZONE C-shape sweep, attacking all characters in those 5 ZONES + +PALE RIDER +ONCE/FIGHT, At 0HP: +- Recover all HP +- For the rest of the fight, you can move to any ZONE per point of MVMT +- You gain the feat PESTILENCE +- *(After any HIT, you can remove all instances of DREAD from any/all ENEMIES, and deals 1DMG per instance)* + +----- + +Cassius Summus +Species: Vulpes/ black fox +Cold and uncaring as can be, his midnight yellow eyes are surrounded by an ocean of black fur and hair that reaches to his waist, his fennec-like ears the only distinguishing feature against him. + +Ironically, his preferred manner of dress is the opposite, being a white dress shirt with thin billowing wrists and a pair of gray pants, likely to ensure his opponent has at least a small chance to prove their worth. His preferred weapon is a curvy long dagger, just as dark as he is in hue. + +Noone is entirely sure what his deal is, but he genuinely prefers to be alone and have zero interaction with others. What little we DO know about him is he is as emotionally empty as the black magic he uses, showing no care or remorse for others in any context. + +Likes: +Dislikes: + +HP 35 | MP 30 | MVMT 3 ++5 ACADEMICS PHYSIQUE STEALTH ++4 BURGLARY DRIVE ++3 MANA WILL ++2 NOTICE ++1 DECEIVE + +SPELLS + LV0 SHADOW + LV1 TWILIGHT STRIKE + LV2 NIGHT WAVE + LV3 STYGIAN WALL + LV4 PILINDIR + LV5 KURIGITSUNE + +IMMUNE: DARKNESS +RESIST: DEATH ICE +WEAK: LIGHT + +ADVANCED AWARENESS +During INITIATIVE rolls, you can turn one MINUS to a PLUS + +DEFT THEFT x2 +Twice/Fight : Pay 1 MVMT : BURGLARY roll vs ENEMY NOTICE roll to steal a random ITEM from that ENEMY in your ZONE + +SHADOW STRIKE +Any STEALTH HIT with a WEAPON will make the TARGET unable to ATTACK you on their next turn, but you also cannot ATTACK that target on YOUR next turn + +ASSASSINATION +You do DOUBLE DMG on a STEALTH CRIT HIT with a WEAPON + +TENEBROSITY +Upon an enemy CRIT MISS, can make one ATTACK vs that TARGET for free + +HEART OF DARKNESS +Once/Fight : At 10HP or less; +- For the rest of the fight, every HIT received will only do 1DMG +- For the rest of the fight, you get ADV on all STEALTH rolls + +----- + +Tlaloc Dhjetëra +Species: Manidae / Ground Pangolin + +Not necessarily the brightest light in the room, this behemoth of a man is coated in deep brown rocky scales from around his face back and down, drawing attention to his deep stony brown eyes and goofy smile, which of course means he has no true hair. Unless you count his headscales. + +Clothing is difficult for him, so he mainly sticks to a loincloth, but he DOES have a preferred style of a gown-like toga he can essentially strap onto himself. His weapon of choice is moreso his body, which swings slow but strikes hard, and the tree trunk attached to a rock he "affectionately" calls a warhammer. + +He appears dimwitted and unfocused, but many have taken note of his surprising artistic talent, his more than competent combat skills, AND his keen sense for digging up unique rocks and ores, leading many to think he is smarter than he lets on. + +Likes: drawing, exercising, geology +Dislikes: mean people + +HP 35 | MP 40 | MVMT 3 ++5 ACADEMICS FIGHT PHYSIQUE ++4 MANA DRIVE ++3 WILL RAPPORT ++2 CONTACTS ++1 EMPATHY + +SPELLS +- LV0 STONE +- LV1 ROCK WAVE +- LV2 BOULDER ROLL +- LV3 TECTONIC SHIFT +- LV4 BERBEC +- LV5 HIAE MOZA + +IMMUNE: EARTH +RESIST: SPACE WATER +WEAK: WIND + +HELPING HAND +Once/Round: REACTION : You can turn one MINUS on an ALLY's roll in the same ZONE to a BLANK + +SECOND SWING +Once/Turn : You can attack TWICE per turn with any one 4/5DMG FIGHT weapon, but the second ATTACK is made at DISADV + +TERRA FIRMA +Any HIT received is guaranteed, but DMG is halved (rounded down) + +SEISMIC STRIKES +Any FIGHT roll with a WEAPON is at DISADV, but DMG is doubled + +BOULDER BODY +Once/Turn : Can combine MVMT with FIGHT roll, and ATTACK all PLAYERS in every ZONE he enters, using self as WEAPON & using FIGHT score for base DMG + +SIDEARM LANDSLIDE +Once/Fight, at 10HP or less +- Recover HP equal to current MP +- Make a number of THROWN FIGHT ATTACKS equal to the number of HITS received +- *These are treated as 1DMG INFUSED projectiles (made of scales from your body)* +- *If any MAGIC attacks HIT, the STATUS of those spells is contained in the projectiles* \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/Items.txt b/Items.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..e2be90e --- /dev/null +++ b/Items.txt @@ -0,0 +1,91 @@ +# In-Game currency = Z (*pronounced zee*) +Coins are hand crafted from sea salt metal, infused with raw Mana, and coated in volcano zinc / nickel +- Currency references what MP it would be worth if it was used normally + +## Weapons average 10z x base DMG *when bought from shop* +- 1DMG = 10z, 2DMG = 40z, 3DMG = 90z, 4DMG = 160z, 5DMG = 250z +- Selling to shop divides sale price by base DMG + +## Potions average 50z per size, regardless of the type +- SML potions = 25z, MED potions = 50z, LRG potions = 75z +- Selling to shop reduces price by 1/2 + +# Banded Ring +## A magically infused ring available in 12 different colors +- *Wearer becomes immune to one STATUS* +- *STATUS immunity matches color of ring / magic* + +# Mana Shield +A gold arm bar strapped in at both ends of the forearm, with an MP potion slot near the elbow +- Casts a REACTIVE only variant of GOLD spells, fueled by an equal number of MP + +## HP Potions (clear liquid) +- SML heals 5HP +- MED heals 10HP +- LRG heals 15HP + +## MP Potions (pearlescent) +- SML recovers 5MP +- MED recovers 10MP +- LRG recovers 15MP + +## Element potions (misc color) +- SML deals 1 DMG + STATUS when thrown / reduces ELE DMG by 1 for 3 rounds + removes STATUS when drank +- MED deals 3 DMG + STATUS when thrown / reduces ELE DMG by 2 for 3 rounds + removes STATUS when drank +- LRG deals 5 DMG + STATUS when thrown / reduces ELE DMG by 3 for 3 rounds + removes STATUS when drank + +WEAPONS + +Weapons do anywhere from 1-5 DMG +- Weapons can be IMPROVED to gain +1 DMG + +DUAL-WEILD +- HIT with weapon 1 = weapon 2 ATK at DISADV (roll twice, take lower roll) +- MISS with weapon 1 = weapon 2 ATK at ADV (roll twice, take higher roll) + +FLEXIBLE +- These weapons can be used one-handed for normal DMG, or two-handed for +1 DMG) + +REACH +- These weapons have the option to attack one zone away as a one-handed weapon + +RELOAD +- To use weapon again once ammo is empty, sacrifice MVMT for the turn to reload with more ammo + +THROWABLE +- Weapon can be thrown using either SHOOT or PHYSIQUE to do same DMG on HIT +- Can only be thrown into one ZONE away + +TWO-HANDED +- Can only use one at a time and must hold it in both hands + +## 1DMG +Chains (dual-weild, reach) +Daggers (throwable, dual-weild) +Rocks (throwable) +Slingshot (SHOOT, reload) +Metal Pipe (dual-weild) +Baseball Bat (dual-weild) + +## 2DMG +Gauntlets (Dual-Weild) +Handaxes (throwable, dual-weild) +Swords (dual-weild) +Basic pistols (dual-weild) +Light crossbows (reload) +Whips (Reach) +Polearms (reach) (flexible) + +## 3DMG +Long swords (two-handed) +Shotguns (two-handed, reload) +Long bows (reload, two-handed) + +## 4DMG +**Broadswords** (two-handed) +**Grenade launcher** (two-handed, reload) +**Heavy crossbow** (two-handed, reload) + +## 5DMG +**Rocket launcher** (two-handed) +**Zanbatou** (two handed) diff --git a/LV1 Enemies.txt b/LV1 Enemies.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..23f15f5 --- /dev/null +++ b/LV1 Enemies.txt @@ -0,0 +1,101 @@ +# The Renegades +A group of freedom fighters made up of random looters, property damage enthusiasts, and people whom just enjoy causing misery. They do not enjoy the idea of being stuck in a giant biodome and want nothing more than to be allowed to leave, but since they are denied that which they consider a "basic freedom," they want to make everyone around them as miserable as they are. + +## THE LV1 ENEMIES, AKA "GRUNTS" +These guys look like normally dressed people, if not a little "thuggish" due to the weapons and items they're carrying. + +MELEE + +HP 20 | MP 0 | MVMT 1 ++3 FIGHT ++2 ATHLETICS PHYSIQUE ++1 DECEIVE EMPATHY PROVOKE + +INVENTORY +- Iron Pipe x2 +- Iron Chains x2 +- Magic Shield (10MP) +- HP Potion SML +- 25z + +> REACTION : Magic Shield + +----- + +MAGE + +HP 15 | MP 20 | MVMT 1 ++3 ACADEMICS ++2 MANA NOTICE ++1 ATHLETICS FIGHT PHYSIQUE + +INVENTORY +- Dagger x4 +- MP Potion SML x2 +- Ele Potion SML x2 +- 25z + +SPELLS +- LV3 GOLD +- LV2 BLACK GOLD +- LV1 YELLOW GREEN BLUE + +> During INITIATIVE rolls, you can turn one MINUS to a PLUS + +----- + +RANGER + +HP 15 | MP 0 | MVMT 2 ++3 SHOOT ++2 ATHLETICS DRIVE ++1 NOTICE PHYSIQUE WILL + +INVENTORY +- Slingshot +- Dagger x4 +- HP Potion SML +- Ele Potion SML +- 25z + +> RESIST : YELLOW + +----- + +ROGUE + +HP 15 | MP 0 | MVMT 2 ++3 STEALTH ++2 BURGLARY DRIVE ++1 CONTACTS PHYSIQUE WILL + +INVENTORY +- Dagger x4 +- HP Potion SML +- 25z + +> RESIST : PINK + +> Once/Fight : Pay 1 MVMT : BURGLARY roll vs ENEMY NOTICE roll to steal a random ITEM from that ENEMY in your ZONE + +----- + +SUPPORT +HP 15 | MP 0 | 1 MVMT ++3 INVESTIGATE ++2 RAPPORT RESOURCES ++1 ATHLETICS FIGHT PHYSIQUE + +INVENTORY +- Baseball Bat x2 +- Dagger x12 +- War Banner +- HP Potion SML x4 +- MP Potion SML +- 50z + +> Start Of Fight: INVESTIGATE roll to see what unique items/weapons your enemies are carrying + +> Once/Round: REACTION : You can turn one MINUS on an ALLY's roll in the same ZONE to a BLANK + +> Once/Turn: Pay 1 MVMT; RESOURCES roll to loot for money, potions, weapons, or other relevant items from Defeated Enemy in same ZONE \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/LV2 Enemies.txt b/LV2 Enemies.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..0c4f4e0 --- /dev/null +++ b/LV2 Enemies.txt @@ -0,0 +1,124 @@ +# The Renegades +A group of freedom fighters made up of random looters, property damage enthusiasts, and people whom just enjoy causing misery. They do not enjoy the idea of being stuck in a giant biodome and want nothing more than to be allowed to leave, but since they are denied that which they consider a "basic freedom," they want to make everyone around them as miserable as they are. + +LV2 SOLDIER +These guys look similar to the prior ones, but look a little cleaner all around. Actual weapons in hand, a bit stronger looking, and definitely better organized. + +FIGHTER + +20HP | 0 MP | 1 MVMT ++4 FIGHT ++3 ATHLETICS ++2 DRIVE PHYSIQUE ++1 EMPATHY PROVOKE + +INVENTORY +- GREEN Ring +- Gold sword +- Sword +- Spear +- Magic Shield (10MP) +- HP Potion MED +- MP Potion SML +- 50z + +> Can counter DECEIVE roll with EMPATHY roll + +----- + +MAGE + +15HP | 30MP | 2 MVMT ++4 ACADEMICS ++3 MANA ++2 ATHLETICS DRIVE ++1 SHOOT PHYSIQUE + +INVENTORY +- BLUE Ring +- PINK Ring +- Light Crossbow x2 +- 10 Crossbow Bolts +- MP Potion MED +- Ele Potion MED +- 50z + +SPELLS +- LV4 RED +- LV3 PURPLE GOLD +- LV2 GREEN BLUE GOLD +- LV1 YELLOW BLACK WHITE GOLD + +----- + +RANGER + +15HP | 0 MP | 2 MVMT ++4 SHOOT ++3 ATHLETICS ++2 DRIVE WILL ++1 NOTICE PHYSIQUE + +INVENTORY +- WHITE Ring +- Pistol x2 +- 10 Pistol Ammo x2 +- Handaxe x2 +- HP Potion MED +- Ele Potion MED +- 50z + +> RESIST : BLACK BLUE + +----- + +ROGUE + +15HP | 0 MP | 2 MVMT ++4 STEALTH ++3 BURGLARY ++2 DRIVE WILL ++1 CONTACTS PHYSIQUE + +INVENTORY +- YELLOW Ring +- GOLD Sword (2DMG) +- GOLD Dagger (1DMG) +- Dagger x4 (1DMG) (THROWING) +- HP Potion MED +- 50z + +> RESIST : BLACK BLUE + +> Once/Fight : Pay 1 MVMT : BURGLARY roll vs ENEMY NOTICE roll to steal a random ITEM from that ENEMY in your ZONE + +> Any STEALTH HIT with a WEAPON will make the TARGET unable to ATTACK you on their next turn, but you also cannot ATTACK that TARGET on your next turn + +> You do DOUBLE DMG on a STEALTH CRIT HIT with a WEAPON + +----- + +SUPPORT + +15HP | 0 MP | 1 MVMT ++4 ATHLETICS ++3 INVESTIGATE ++2 RAPPORT RESOURCES ++1 FIGHT PHYSIQUE + +INVENTORY +- BROWN Ring +- 10 2DMG ammo x2 +- 10 Crossbow Bolts +- Dagger x6 +- Whip +- Magic Shield (10MP) +- War Banner x2 +- HP Potion MED x5 +- MP Potion MED x3 + +> Start Of Fight: INVESTIGATE roll to see what unique items/weapons your enemies are carrying + +> Once/Round: REACTION : You can turn one MINUS on an ALLY's roll in the same ZONE to a BLANK + +> Once/Turn: Pay 1 MVMT; RESOURCES roll to loot for money, potions, weapons, or other relevant items from Defeated Enemy in same ZONE \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/LV3 Enemies.txt b/LV3 Enemies.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..a5b24d8 --- /dev/null +++ b/LV3 Enemies.txt @@ -0,0 +1,161 @@ +# The Renegades +A group of freedom fighters made up of random looters, property damage enthusiasts, and people whom just enjoy causing misery. They do not enjoy the idea of being stuck in a giant biodome and want nothing more than to be allowed to leave, but since they are denied that which they consider a "basic freedom," they want to make everyone around them as miserable as they are. + +LV3 CAPTAIN +A very clearly organized and well-kept leader of the Soldiers and Goons beneath them, these guys mean business and are ready to fight. HARD. + +----- + +FIGHTER + +25HP | 0 MP | 2 MVMT ++5 FIGHT ++4 ATHLETICS ++3 DRIVE PHYSIQUE ++2 ACADEMICS PROVOKE ++1 MANA + +INVENTORY +- GREEN Ring +- BLACK Ring +- GOLD Longsword +- Longsword +- Sword x2 +- Spear x2 +- Magic Shield (10MP) +- HP Potion LRG +- MP Potion MED +- 75z + +SPELLS +- LV2 BLUE +- LV1 RED SILVER + +> Can dual-wield 3DMG TWO-HANDED & FLEXIBLE FIGHT weapons + +> REACTION : Once/Enemy, if an ALLY in your ZONE is targeted for an ATTACK, before rolling; PROVOKE roll vs ENEMY WILL roll to redirect attack to YOU +- Any HIT/MATCH you receive from this will deal you +2DMG + +----- + +MAGE + +20HP | 40MP | 2 MVMT ++5 ACADEMICS ++4 MANA ++3 ATHLETICS SHOOT ++2 DRIVE PHYSIQUE ++1 WILL + +INVENTORY +- BLUE Ring +- WHITE Ring +- Heavy Crossbow +- Crossbow Ammo x10 +- Handaxes x4 +- MP Potion MED x2 +- Ele Potion MED x2 +- 75z + +SPELLS +- LV5 GREEN +- LV4 RED BLUE +- LV3 PURPLE GRAY GOLD +- LV2 ORANGE GREEN BROWN GOLD +- LV1 YELLOW PINK SILVER BLACK GOLD + +> RESIST : ORANGE + +----- + +RANGER + +20HP | 10MP | 2 MVMT ++5 SHOOT ++4 ATHLETICS ++3 PHYSIQUE WILL ++2 ACADEMICS DRIVE ++1 MANA + +INVENTORY +- PINK Ring +- WHITE Ring +- Rifle +- 10 3DMG Ammo x2 +- Handaxe x2 +- HP Potion MED x2 +- MP Potion MED x2 +- 75z + +SPELLS +- LV2 BROWN +- LV1 GREEN BLUE + +> IMMUNE : BLUE +> RESIST : BLACK ORANGE + +----- + +ROGUE + +25HP | 10MP | 3 MVMT ++5 STEALTH ++4 DRIVE ++3 BURGLARY PHYSIQUE ++2 ACADEMICS WILL ++1 MANA + +INVENTORY +- YELLOW Ring +- WHITE Ring +- GOLD Sword +- GOLD Handaxe +- Handaxe x4 +- HP Potion MED x2 +- MP Potion MED +- 75z + +SPELLS +- LV2 GRAY +- LV1 ORANGE YELLOW + +> RESIST : BLACK BLUE + +> Any STEALTH HIT with a WEAPON will make the TARGET unable to ATTACK you on their next turn, but you also cannot ATTACK that TARGET on your next turn + +> You do DOUBLE DMG on a STEALTH CRIT HIT with a WEAPON + +----- + +SUPPORT + +35HP | 0 MP | 1 MVMT ++5 PHYSIQUE ++4 ATHLETICS ++3 FIGHT INVESTIGATE ++2 RAPPORT RESOURCES ++1 WILL + +INVENTORY +- WHITE Ring +- BROWN Ring +- 10 2DMG ammo x2 +- 10 Crossbow Bolts +- Dagger x6 +- GOLD Sword +- GOLD Pistol +- Magic Shield (10MP) +- War Banner x3 +- HP Potion MED x8 +- MP Potion MED x4 +- 150z + +> RESIST : BLUE + +> Start Of Fight: INVESTIGATE roll to see what unique items/weapons your enemies are carrying + +> Once/Round: REACTION : You can turn one MINUS on an ALLY's roll in the same ZONE to a BLANK + +> Once/Turn: Pay 1 MVMT; RESOURCES roll to loot for money, potions, weapons, or other relevant items from Defeated Enemy in same ZONE + +----- \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/LV4 Enemies.txt b/LV4 Enemies.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..b7c7105 --- /dev/null +++ b/LV4 Enemies.txt @@ -0,0 +1,177 @@ +# The Renegades +A group of freedom fighters made up of random looters, property damage enthusiasts, and people whom just enjoy causing misery. They do not enjoy the idea of being stuck in a giant biodome and want nothing more than to be allowed to leave, but since they are denied that which they consider a "basic freedom," they want to make everyone around them as miserable as they are. + +LV4 UNDERBOSS +The highest level of associated agent with the Marauders, short of the actual BOSS of the organization itself. Well dressed, we armed, and well within their capabilities to run your ass. + +FIGHTER + +30HP | 0 MP | 3 MVMT ++5 FIGHT ATHLETICS ++4 PHYSIQUE DRIVE ++3 ACADEMICS ++2 WILL ++1 MANA + +INVENTORY +- PINK Ring +- BLACK Ring +- ORANGE Ring +- PURPLE Ring +- GOLD Broadsword +- Longsword x2 +- Spear x2 +- Magic Shield (15MP) +- HP Potion LRG +- MP Potion MED x2 +- 100z + +SPELLS +- LV3 PINK +- LV2 BLUE GREEN +- LV1 RED SILVER YELLOW + +> RESIST : GREEN BROWN + +> You can now attack TWICE per turn with any one 4/5DMG FIGHT weapon, but the second ATTACK is made at DISADV + +> Can dual-wield 3DMG TWO-HANDED & FLEXIBLE FIGHT weapons + +> Can counter DECEIVE roll with EMPATHY roll + +----- + +MAGE + +25HP | 40MP | 2 MVMT ++5 ACADEMICS ATHLETICS ++4 MANA SHOOT ++3 PHYSIQUE ++2 DRIVE ++1 WILL + +INVENTORY +- BLUE Ring +- WHITE Ring +- YELLOW Ring +- Machine Gun +- 100 Ammo +- Handaxes x4 +- HP Potion LRG +- MP Potion LRG +- Ele Potion LRG +- 100z + +SPELLS +- LV5 GREEN +- LV4 RED BLUE +- LV3 PURPLE GRAY GOLD +- LV2 ORANGE GREEN BROWN GOLD +- LV1 YELLOW PINK SILVER BLACK GOLD + +> RESIST : ORANGE + +----- + +RANGER + +25HP | 10MP | 3 MVMT ++5 ATHLETICS SHOOT ++4 DRIVE PHYSIQUE ++3 WILL ++2 ACADEMICS ++1 MANA + +INVENTORY +- PINK Ring +- WHITE Ring +- YELLOW Ring +- GOLD Rifle +- 10 3DMG Ammo x2 +- Handaxe x2 +- HP Potion LRG +- MP Potion LRG +- 100z + +> IMMUNE BLUE +> RESIST BLACK ORANGE + +SPELLS +- LV2 BROWN +- LV1 GREEN BLUE + +----- + +ROGUE + +25HP | 10MP | 3 MVMT ++5 STEALTH BURGLARY ++4 DRIVE WILL ++3 PHYSIQUE ++2 ACADEMICS ++1 MANA + +INVENTORY +- YELLOW Ring +- WHITE Ring +- BROWN Ring +- GOLD Sword +- GOLD Dagger +- Handaxe x4 +- HP Potion LRG +- MP Potion MED x2 +- 100z + +> IMMUNE : BLACK +> RESIST : BLUE PINK GREEN + +SPELLS +- LV2 GRAY +- LV1 ORANGE YELLOW + +> Twice/Fight : Pay 1 MVMT : BURGLARY roll vs ENEMY NOTICE roll to steal a random ITEM from that ENEMY in your ZONE + +> Any STEALTH HIT with a WEAPON will make the TARGET unable to ATTACK you on their next turn, but you also cannot ATTACK that TARGET on your next turn + +> You do DOUBLE DMG on a STEALTH CRIT HIT with a WEAPON + +----- + +SUPPORT + +25HP | 0 MP | 1 MVMT ++5 ATHLETICS PHYSIQUE ++4 FIGHT RAPPORT ++3 INVESTIGATE ++2 RESOURCES ++1 WILL + +INVENTORY +- WHITE Ring +- BROWN Ring +- GREEN Ring +- 10 3DMG ammo x2 +- 10 2DMG Ammo x2 +- 10 Crossbow Bolts x2 +- Handaxe x6 +- GOLD Sword +- GOLD Pistol +- Magic Shield (15MP) +- HP Potion LRG x4 +- HP Potion MED x4 +- MP Potion LRG x2 +- MP Potion MED x2 +- War Banner x4 +- 200z + +> RESIST : BLUE + +> Start Of Fight: INVESTIGATE roll to see what unique items/weapons your enemies are carrying + +> Start Of Fight: INVESTIGATE roll to see what unique items/weapons your enemies are carrying + +> Once/Round: REACTION : You can turn one MINUS on an ALLY's roll in the same ZONE to a BLANK + +> Once/Round: REACTION : You can turn one MINUS on an ALLY's roll in the same ZONE to a PLUS + +> Once/Turn: Pay 1 MVMT; RESOURCES roll to loot for money, potions, weapons, or other relevant items from Defeated Enemy in same ZONE \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/LV5 Enemies.txt b/LV5 Enemies.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..f404a81 --- /dev/null +++ b/LV5 Enemies.txt @@ -0,0 +1,271 @@ +# The Renegades +A group of freedom fighters made up of random looters, property damage enthusiasts, and people whom just enjoy causing misery. They do not enjoy the idea of being stuck in a giant biodome and want nothing more than to be allowed to leave, but since they are denied that which they consider a "basic freedom," they want to make everyone around them as miserable as they are. + +LV5 : THE FACES + +These are the true leaders of the organization, the bosses, the ones that control everything from a relatively unseen shadowy position + +----- + +||ROGUE|| JOKER + +25HP | 10MP | 3 MVMT ++5 NOTICE PHYSIQUE STEALTH ++4 DRIVE BURGLARY ++3 INVESTIGATE WILL ++2 ACADEMICS ++1 MANA + +> IMMUNE : BLACK +> RESIST : PINK GREEN BROWN +> WEAK : BLUE + +SPELLS +> LV2 YELLOW +> LV1 BLACK BLUE + +INVENTORY +- YELLOW Ring +- WHITE Ring +- SILVER Ring +- GOLD Sword +- GOLD Kunai & Chain +- Daggers x99 +- HP Potion LRG x2 +- MP Potion MED x2 +- Ele Potion x3 +- 250z + + ADVANCED AWARENESS +- During INITIATIVE rolls, you can turn up to 2 MINUS to PLUS + +DEFT THEFT x2 +- Twice/Fight : Pay 1 MVMT : BURGLARY roll vs ENEMY NOTICE roll to steal a random ITEM from that ENEMY in your ZONE + +INVENTORY INSIGHT +- Start Of Fight : INVESTIGATE roll to see what unique items/weapons your enemies are carrying + +POWERFUL LEGS +- During your turn, you can either: +- 1) Increase your MVMT by 1 +- 2) Turn one MINUS on a FIGHT/STEALTH ATTACK roll to a BLANK + +JUICED UP +While you are under the benefit of a drank Ele Potion: all rolls gain +1; when potion effect ends, all rolls gain -1 for 3 rounds + +RIP AND TEAR +- Once/Turn : If there are 2+ enemies in your ZONE, You can roll one STEALTH hit vs all of them, and any HIT made does DOUBLE DMG + +----- + +||RANGER|| ACE + +30HP | 40MP | 3 MVMT ++5 ACADEMICS SHOOT ATHLETICS ++4 MANA PHYSIQUE ++3 FIGHT INVESTIGATE ++2 DRIVE ++1 WILL + +> RESIST BLACK +> WEAK EARTH + +SPELLS +- LV5 SILVER +- LV4 GREEN SILVER +- LV3 GOLD WHITE SILVER +- LV2 GOLD WHITE GREEN SILVER +- LV1 GOLD RED ORANGE BLUE SILVER + +INVENTORY +- RED Ring +- ORANGE Ring +- YELLOW Ring +- BLUE Ring +- PINK Ring +- GRAY Ring +- GOLD Rifle +- Pistol x2 +- GOLD Dagger +- 10 3DMG Ammo +- 10 2DMG Ammo x2 +- HP Potion LRG x2 +- MP Potion LRG x2 +- 250z + +INVENTORY INSIGHT +- Start Of Fight: INVESTIGATE roll to see what unique items/weapons your enemies are carrying + +NATURAL WEAPONS (Claws) +- You can make a 2DMG melee ATTACK while EMPTY HANDED + +POWERFUL LEGS +- During your turn, you can either: +- 1) Increase your MVMT by 1 +- 2) Turn one MINUS on a FIGHT roll to a BLANK + +SWIM SPEED +- You can move 2 spaces per MVMT while in water + +SOLDIER'S DEXTERITY +- You gain ADV on ATHLETICS rolls against SHOOT and THROWING attacks + +STATIC STEP (1MP) +- REACTION : You can move to any ZONE during your opponent's turn, and if you do this in response to an opponent's ATTACK, you can cancel it if it TARGETS you or half the DMG if it does not + +----- + +FIGHTER JACK + +35HP | 40 MANA | 2 MVMT ++5 FIGHT PHYSIQUE SHOOT ++4 ATHLETICS MANA ++3 ACADEMICS WILL ++2 DRIVE ++1 CONTACTS + +> IMMUNE GREEN +> RESIST BLACK PINK +> WEAK SHOOT/THROWING + +SPELLS +- LV3 BLUE +- LV2 RED PURPLE +- LV1 SILVER ORANGE YELLOW + +INVENTORY +- RED Ring +- ORANGE Ring +- YELLOW Ring +- PURPLE Ring +- WHITE Ring +- SILVER Ring +- GRAY Ring +- BROWN Ring +- Warhammer +- GOLD Longsword x2 +- Shield (15MP) +- HP Potion LRG x3 +- MP Potion LRG x2 +- ELE Potion LRG x1 +- 250z + +BURLY BRAWLER +- Can dual-wield 3DMG TWO-HANDED & FLEXIBLE FIGHT weapons + +LOYALTY +- REACTION : If the team leader is being ATTACKED by a spell: Switch positions with them +- You will now roll in their place, as though YOU were attacked + +NATURAL WEAPONS (Claws) +- You can make a 1DMG melee ATTACK while EMPTY HANDED + +SECOND SWING +- You can now attack TWICE per turn with any one 4/5DMG FIGHT weapon, but the second ATTACK is made at DISADV + +BLADE WHEEL +- When you use a FIGHT action with 2 DUAL WEILD weapons, you can ATTACK a number of ENEMIES equal to your FIGHT score with one FIGHT roll in this or any adjacent ZONES, but you cannot CRIT with this ATTACK, and you lose the DUAL WEILD feature this ATTACK + +BRACE FOR IMPACT +- REACTION : You can half the DMG of any HIT against you (rounded down), but you lose 1 MVMT on your next turn + +----- + +MAGE QUEEN +25HP | 40MP | 2 MVMT ++5 ACADEMICS ATHLETICS SHOOT ++4 MANA PHYSIQUE ++3 INVESTIGATE WILL ++2 DRIVE ++1 DECEIVE + +> IMMUNE : ORANGE +> RESIST : GREEN BROWN +> WEAK : RED SILVER + +SPELLS +- LV5 ORANGE +- LV4 GREEN BROWN +- LV3 YELLOW GRAY GOLD +- LV2 SILVER BROEN BLUE GOLD +- LV1 RED BLACK WHITE GRAY GOLD + +INVENTORY +- PINK Ring +- WHITE Ring +- YELLOW Ring +- BROWN Ring +- Machine Gun +- 100 Ammo +- Handaxes x4 +- HP Potion LRG +- MP Potion LRG +- Ele Potion LRG x6 +- 250z + +INVENTORY INSIGHT +- Start Of Fight: INVESTIGATE roll to see what unique items/weapons your enemies are carrying + +360 DEGREE VISION +- During ATHLETICS rolls against incoming ATTACKS, you can turn one MINUS to a BLANK, or one BLANK to a PLUS + +POWERFUL LEGS +- During your turn, you can either: +- 1) Increase your MVMT by 1 +- 2) Turn one MINUS on a FIGHT roll to a BLANK + +WOOLY DEFENSE +- HITS from FIGHT weapons do 1 less DMG + +MAGIC AMMO (1MP) +- If you INFUSE a spell into a SHOOT weapon: You do not need ammunition, as the spell will create its own bullets. + +PACK TACTICS +- If you cast a LV4 spell during your ATTACK action: You can spend double the MP; You may now apply the spell 3 times, but you cannot use other spells this round + +----- + +SUPPORT KING +35HP | 50MP | 1 MVMT ++5 ATHLETICS MANA PHYSIQUE ++4 FIGHT SHOOT ++3 RAPPORT WILL ++2 RESOURCES ++1 ACADEMICS + +> IMMUNE ORANGE +> RESIST BLUE GREEN +> WEAK MELEE + +INVENTORY +- YELLOW Ring +- PINK Ring +- BLACK Ring +- BROWN Ring +- GOLD Sword CUTLASS +- GOLD Pistol MAGNUM +- HP Potion LRG x5 +- MP Potion LRG x4 +- ELE Potion LRG x3 +- War Banner x5 + +HELPING HAND +- Once/Round: REACTION : You can turn one MINUS on an ALLY's roll in the same ZONE to a BLANK + +SCRAMBLES +- Once/Turn: Pay 1 MVMT; RESOURCES roll to loot for money, potions, weapons, or other relevant items from Defeated Enemy in same ZONE + +NATURAL WEAPON (Claws) +- You can make a 2DMG melee ATTACK while EMPTY HANDED + +TEAMWORK +- For every ALLY of the same level, during your FIGHT or SHOOT rolls, you can do one of the following: +- 1) Change one MINUS to a BLANK +- 2) Change one BLANK to a PLUS + +STUNT: BLADE MAGE (1MP) +- Anytime you are HIT with a LV3 or lower SPELL: HALF the DMG (rounded down) +- Cannot use REACTION ANTIMAGIC or ATHLETICS against spells + +STUNT: BEAST HUNTER +- When you HIT a LV4 or LV5 summon with your GOLD GUN: for the rest of the fight, that creature will randomly ATTACK any & all players \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/LVX Enemies.txt b/LVX Enemies.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..22b9eec --- /dev/null +++ b/LVX Enemies.txt @@ -0,0 +1,309 @@ +Jensen (Human) (F) +THUNDER FORCE 1st Commander + +35HP | 30MP | 2 MVMT ++5 ACADEMICS PHYSIQUE SHOOT ++4 ATHLETICS NOTICE ++3 MANA WILL ++2 DRIVE ++1 FIGHT + +> IMMUNE : LIGHT +> RESIST : LIGHTNING DARK +> WEAK : WATER + +SPELLS +- LV5 PURPLE +- LV4 SILVER GRAY +- LV3 GOLD GREEN BLUE +- LV2 GOLD BLACK WHITE ORANGE +- LV1 GOLD RED GREEN BLUE SILVER + +INVENTORY +- GREEN Ring +- RED Ring +- Rifle +- Pistol x2 +- 2DMG ammo x30 +- 3DMG ammo x60 +- HP Potion LRG x2 +- MP Potion LRG x2 +- ELE Potion LRG x2 +- 250z + +ADVANCED AWARENESS x2 +- During INITIATIVE rolls, you can turn up to 2 MINUS to PLUS + +LIGHTEN THE LOAD +- When you or your ALLY is at half HP or lower: Switch positions + +MYSTIC SUPPRESSING FIRE (1MP) +- You can treat one non-AUTO-FIRE SHOOT weapon (GUN) as AUTO-FIRE + +TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN +- ONCE/ROUND You can pay double the MP on one spell; Double the DMG of any LV1, LV2, or LV3 spell, and if you do, you can increase its overall range by the following amounts: +LV1 : This spell hits ALL characters in two connecting ZONES +LV2 : This spell hits all characters in a 2x4 grid of ZONES +LV3 : This spell hits ALL characters on the BATTLEZONE, except yourself + +DESPERATION DEFENSE +- Twice/Fight, while you or your ALLY are at 10HP or less: +> REACTION : Discard one SHOOT weapon to CANCEL one enemy spell + +------------------------- + +Valeos (Gila Monster) (M) +THUNDER FORCE 2nd Commander + +35HP | 10MP | 3 MVMT ++5 ATHLETICS FIGHT PHYSIQUE ++4 DRIVE RAPPORT ++3 ACADEMICS WILL ++2 PROVOKE ++1 MANA + +> IMMUNE WHITE +> RESIST SILVER BROWN +> WEAK GREEN + +SPELLS +> LV3 GRAY +> LV2 RED SILVER +> LV1 GREEN BLUE PINK + +INVENTORY +- BLACK Ring +- PINK Ring +- Shield (15MP) +- Longsword x2 +- Handaxe x2 +- HP Potion LRG x1 +- MP Potion LRG x1 +- MP Potion MED x2 +- ELE Potion LRG x3 +- 250z + +HELPING HAND +- Once per fight, you can turn one MINUS on an ALLY's roll in the same ZONE to a BLANK (can be used as a REACTION) + +GOT YOUR BACK +- Once per fight, you can turn one MINUS on an ALLY's roll in the same ZONE to a PLUS (can be used as a REACTION) + +TACTICAL TAUNT +- REACTION : If an ALLY is TARGETED by an ATTACK: that ENEMY must roll a WILL save VS your PROVOKE roll; if they FAIL, that enemy must ATTACK you instead at +2DMG on a HIT/MATCH (ONCE/ENEMY) + +MYSTIC BLADESMITH +- You can INFUSE two FIGHT weapons with one MP + +ADAPTIVE ANTI-MAGE +- Any STATUS affecting you from a SPELL (not including INFUSION) is permanently applied to your WEAPONS, as though they were INFUSED (STATUS cannot STACK in this way) + +CALAMITY STRIKE +- If you use FIGHT, you can ATTACK all players in a line, in a number of ZONES equal to the number of MVMT you do, but you cannot use MVMT this turn + +------------------------- + +CAELUM / STARMAKER (LV X) +120HP | 120MP | UNLIMITED MVMT ++5 ALL SKILLS + + IMMUNE STEALTH EFFECTS + RESIST ALL STATUS + WEAK NONE + +INVENTORY +Catsith (lizard) +Staff of Stars (3DMG) (Two-Handed) (Flexible) +- Naturally INFUSED with AXIOM (does not require payment) +- Scales to the user's size & need (Flexible does not increase DMG) +- Can be used with STEALTH regardless of limitations + +----- + +INDIGO SPELLS (AXIOM MAGIC) +- Your spells carry no STATUS and cannot CRIT, but cannot be CANCELLED & ignores immunities/resistances +- GOLD SHIELDS & SPELLS REDUCE THE DMG BY THE MP PAID, DOES NOT CANCEL + +EXTRAPLANAR (1MP) +- INDIGO Infusion spell + +STELLARRAYS (1MP) *Star shaped ray of INDIGO magic* +- Target 1 player; Deal 1DMG + +STELLARNIGHT (3MP) *Line of INDIGO star-shaped blasts* +- Deal 3DMG to all ENEMIES in a 1x4+1 L-shaped grid of ZONES + +STELLARNULL (5MP) *An INDIGO colored shooting star eats and reverses the effects of a spell* +- REACTION : COUNTER any cast SPELL, then re-cast it for free, as though it was your own + +MILKYWAY MADNESS (10MP) *An INDIGO star shower rains down across the entire BATTLEZONE* +- All other characters in all ZONES take 5DMG + +CONSTILAQUICE (15MP) *Your gaze compels an enemy to work with you to perform one ACTION in place of your own* +- TARGET must make a WILL roll vs your WILL roll: If they FAIL, that TARGET must attack an ENEMY with any ACADEMICS, FIGHT, SHOOT, or STEALTH ACTION + +----- + +STUNTS + +GAZE OF MESSIAH +- ONCE/TURN : See all enemy WEAKNESSES, then give one player one WEAKNESS + +STAR BODY +- FIVE/FIGHT : REACTION : Half DMG from any ATTACK + +RIVERS OF MAGATSUHI +- ONCE/TURN : Give up one entire set of TURN ACTIONS to increase your & all ALLIES' stats by +1 for 3 turns, but this duration increases by 1 for each subsequent use. This spell automatically ends & resets all bonuses if you take 15DMG + +STELLARNOVA +- If RIVERS OF MAGATSUHI increases all stats to +10 : Skip all remaining TURN ACTIONS for the round, including REACTION, and remove all PLUSSES to all abilities; all players are reduced to 1HP + +------------------------- + +King Akarui + +35HP | 30MP | 3 MVMT ++5 ACADEMICS PHYSIQUE STEALTH ++4 FIGHT DRIVE ++3 MANA WILL ++2 ATHLETICS ++1 NOTICE + +> IMMUNE GREEN +> RESIST GRAY BLACK +> WEAK YELLOW + +SPELLS +- LV5 GREEN +- LV4 GREEN BLACK +- LV3 GOLD PINK PURPLE +- LV2 GOLD PINK WHITE BLACK +- LV1 GOLD GREEN PINK WHITE BLACK + +INVENTORY +- CHRYS CROSS Regalia +- ORANGE Ring +- BLUE Ring +- PURPLE Ring +- PINK Ring +- WHITE Ring +- SILVER Ring +- BROWN Ring +- War Axe +- +1 Longsword +- Sickle x2 +- Daggers x10 +- Senbon x10 +- HP Potion LRG x2 +- MP Potion LRG x2 +- ELE Potion SML (LIGHT) + +SECOND SWING +- You can now attack TWICE per turn with any one 4/5DMG FIGHT weapon, but the second ATTACK is made at DISADV + +SHADOW STRIKE +- Any STEALTH HIT with a WEAPON will make the TARGET unable to ATTACK you on their next turn, but you also cannot ATTACK that TARGET on your next turn + +ASSASSINATION +- You do DOUBLE DMG on a STEALTH CRIT HIT with a WEAPON + +BEACON OF TRUTH +- Anyone you HIT with a FIGHT/STEALTH ATTACK cannot use DARKNESS magic or STEALTH attacks against YOU + +CROWN AND SCEPTER +- ONCE/TURN : Sacrifice 1 of your 2 TURN Actions to TARGET anyone; Ask them a question, and if they are WRONG, they cannot use any ATTACK actions on their next TURN +1) How many Spells have I cast since we started fighting? +2) Who did I hit two turns ago? +3) How much mana have I spent? + +FREIKUGEL (MP in multiples of 10) +- THRICE/FIGHT + ONCE/TURN : MAGIC attack using FIGHT roll vs ACADEMICS to dodge: Targets all characters in one ZONE; 1DMG per MANA spent + +------------------------- + +FIRST KING ZEROTH + +35HP | 40MP | 2 MVMT ++5 ACADEMICS MANA PHYSIQUE ++4 ATHLETICS FIGHT ++3 WILL NOTICE ++2 DRIVE ++1 PROVOKE + +> IMMUNE GOLD +> RESIST All Magic Colors +> WEAK INFUSED Weapons + +SPELLS +- CALAMITY GOLD +- LV5 GOLD +- LV4 GOLD +- LV3 GOLD +- LV2 GOLD +- LV1 GOLD + +ADVANCED AWARENESS +- During INITIATIVE rolls, you can turn one MINUS to a PLUS + +NATURAL WEAPON (Hooves) +- You can make a 2DMG melee ATTACK while EMPTY HANDED + +POWERFUL LEGS +During your turn, you can either: +- 1) Increase your MVMT by 1 +- 2) Turn one MINUS on a FIGHT roll to a BLANK + +MIDAS' MIGHT +- All FIGHT attacks are INFUSED fists with GOLD magic that do DMG equal to the difference between YOUR FIGHT roll & the opponent's ATHLETICS/STEALTH roll on a HIT + +HELIOS' HEALING +- Any HIT you make with GOLD magic restores 1HP & 1MP + +EQUALIZATION +- ONCE/FIGHT : At 10HP or less: You recover 3HP & 1MP per spell used in this fight, and for the rest of the fight, all HITS against you with MAGIC you are resistant to only do 1DMG + +------------------------- + +CORRUPTED KING NASH-ZEROTH + +40HP | 60MP | 4 MVMT ++6 DRIVE MANA PHYSIQUE ++5 ACADEMICS ATHLETICS WILL ++4 FIGHT SHOOT ++3 DECEIVE INVESTIGATE ++2 BURGLARY ++1 NOTICE + +> IMMUNE GOLD +> RESIST All Magic Colors +> WEAK GOLD Weapons + +SPELLS +- CALAMITY GOLD +- LV5 GOLD +- LV4 GOLD +- LV3 GOLD +- LV2 GOLD +- LV1 GOLD + +ADVANCED AWARENESS +- During INITIATIVE rolls, you can turn one MINUS to a PLUS + +ENHANCED NATURAL WEAPON (Hooves) +- You can make a 3DMG melee ATTACK while EMPTY HANDED + +SCULPTED LEGS +- During your turn, you can either: +- 1) Increase your MVMT by 2 +- 2) Turn one MINUS on a FIGHT roll to a PLUS + +ADAPTIVE IMMUNITY +- Every HIT you take from a SPELL gives you RESISTANCE to that color +- Every HIT you take from a SPELL turns that color's RESISTANCE to IMMUNITY + +OVERABUNDANT DISCHARGE +- All SPELLS you cast will now TARGET all players and only need one roll + +ULTIMATE RETALIATION +- Once / Fight : You can sacrifice all IMMUNITY & RESISTANCE types: You gain 5HP per IMMUNITY and 1HP per RESISTANCE, then deal 1DMG to all players per IMMUNITY sacrificed +- (this is treated as a GOLD spell with no LEVEL) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/Magic.txt b/Magic.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..2568347 --- /dev/null +++ b/Magic.txt @@ -0,0 +1,371 @@ +ACADEMICS is used to earn your spells and attack with them too + +Every spell at their respective level does the same thing, and the COLOR/ELEMENT/STATUS of the spell itself is what makes them different + +Every color/element of spell comes with a unique STATUS that is applied when the spell's roll is a HIT/MATCH + + +LEVEL 0 Infusion (1MP) +Deals 1DMG + STATUS + +- Hits one TARGET in the same ZONE +- Can be INFUSED into a WEAPON for a round to add its DMG & STATUS + +----- + +LEVEL 1 Strike (2MP) +Deals 1DMG + STATUS + +- Hits all characters in your ZONE or one nearby ZONE +- Does NOT target + +----- + +LEVEL 2 Line (4MP) +Deals 2DMG + STATUS + +- Hits all characters in 4 ZONES in a line, including diagonal +- Does NOT target + +----- + +LEVEL 3 Burst (6MP) +Deals 3DMG + STATUS + +- Hits a 3X3 grid of ZONES, and can HIT ALLIES, ENEMIES, or BOTH (caster's choice) +- TARGETS if all ALLIES or ENEMIES are selected +- Does NOT target if selecting ALL + +----- + +LEVEL 4 Summon (8MP) +Summons a 10HP elemental creature + +- It takes its turn directly after the CASTER, all stats are the same as the caster's +- Attacks with a 4DMG (TARGET) MELEE ATK, which uses YOUR ACADEMICS for its roll + +----- + +LEVEL 5 Idol Summon (10MP) +Summons a 15HP elemental creature + +- It takes its turn directly after the CASTER, all stats are the same as the caster's +- Can use each LV1, LV2, or LV3 spell of its element ONCE EACH for free +- Also has a 5DMG (TARGET) MELEE ATK, which uses YOUR ACADEMICS for its roll +- You can only control one of each IDOL at a time + +----- + +CALAMITY SPELL +Costs ALL MP, minimum of 10 +- REQUIRES +5 ACADEMICS & +5 MANA + +- Each ONCE-PER-FIGHT spell does something different, and the result is increased based on the amount of MP paid into it +- Still requires ACADEMICS roll, but a MISS/MATCH deals HALF DMG + STATUS, but no additional effect(s) +- Spells TARGET all Allies and/or Enemies regardless of resist/immune/status + +------------------------- + +RED / FIRE MAGIC +STATUS: AFTERBURN +TARGET takes 1 FIRE DMG at EOT +- (can negate this by sacrificing MVMT during their turn) + +Level 0 spell: PYRO + +LV1 spell: TORCH + +LV2 spell: FLAMETHROWER + +LV3 spell: FIREBALL + +LV4 spell: TAVROS +(bull) RESIST Fire, WEAK Water + +Level 5 spell: PHOENIX +(firebird) IMMUNE Fire + +CALAMITY : VOLCANO +- TARGET(s) take FIRE DMG equal to MP spent across all TARGETS + AFTERBURN + +----- + +ORANGE / TIME MAGIC +STATUS: DESYNC +TARGET's next ATTACK has DISADV + +Level 0 spell: CHRONO + +LV1 spell: TIME OUT + +LV2 spell: TIME STREAM + +LV3 spell: TIMEZONE + +LV4 spell: YO'LBARS +(tiger) RESIST Time, WEAK Space + +LV5 spell: SMILODON +(sabertooth) IMMUNE Time + +CALAMITY : TIME STOP +- (Can be cast as REACTION) +- Caster gains one extra turn per 10MP spent + TARGET(s) get DESYNC +- Any ATTACKS against ENEMIES are guaranteed CRIT HIT +- Any STATUS persists until spell ends + +----- + +YELLOW / LIGHT MAGIC +STATUS: RADIANT +Next ATTACK vs TARGET gets ADV + +Level 0 spell: HOLY + +LV1 Spell: SHINING RAY + +LV2 spell: SOLARBEAM + +LV3 spell: SHIMMER BURST + +LV4 spell: AILBHEAN +(elephant) RESIST Light, WEAK Dark + +LV5 spell: MELISSAE +(honeybee goddess) IMMUNE: Light + +CALAMITY : SMITE +- TARGET(s) take 1 LIGHT DMG per 2MP spent + RADIANT + all weapons & worn items are destroyed (except REGALIA & INVENTORY items) + +----- + +GREEN / WIND MAGIC +STATUS: LIFTOFF +TARGET pushed one ZONE away from CASTER +(deal 1 DMG if something/someone else is in same zone instead) + +Level 0 spell: AERO + +LV1 Spell: AIRBLAST + +LV2 spell: DOWNBURST + +LV3 spell: TORNADO + +LV4 spell: BAO DOM +(jaguar) RESIST Wind, WEAK Earth + +LV5 spell: QUETZALCOATL +(winged serpent) IMMUNE Wind + +CALAMITY : HURRICANE +- TARGET(s) take 1 WIND DMG per 2MP spent + LIFTOFF + all characters lifted and dropped into random zones, then take 1DMG upon landing + +----- + +BLUE / WATER MAGIC +STATUS: RIPTIDE +TARGET pulled toward CASTER by 1 ZONE +(Deal 1 DMG if something/someone else is in same zone instead) + +Level 0 spell: HYDRO + +LV1 spell: AQUA JET + +LV2 spell: TIDAL WAVE + +LV3 spell: GEYSER + +LV4 spell: IHLENGESI +(dolphin) RESIST Water, WEAK Fire + +LV5 spell: DAKUWANGA +(shark god) IMMUNE Water + +CALAMITY : TSUNAMI +- TARGET(s) take 1 WATER DMG per 2MP spent + all pulled to 1 ZONE of caster's choosing + RIPTIDE + +----- + +VIOLET / LIFE MAGIC +STATUS: VITAL +On an ALLY: Heals HP instead of doing DMG (Does not require ROLL) +On an ENEMY: Caster heals own HP equal to highest DMG dealt among ENEMIES + +Level 0 spell: CURE + +LV1 spell: HARMONY + +LV2 spell: RESTORE + +LV3 spell: MIRACLE + +LV4 spell: HAZON'AINA +(tree of life) RESIST Life, WEAK Death + +LV5 spell: TU'ER YE +(moon rabbit god) IMMUNE Life + +CALAMITY : REBIRTH +- ENEMY TARGET(s) lose 1HP per 2MP spent +- ALLY TARGET(s) gain 1HP per 2MP spent +- Revive one DEAD character per 10MP spent + +----- + +PINK / SPACE MAGIC +STATUS: STARSTRUCK +TARGET must ATTACK CASTER next turn ++ TARGET cannot use REACTION next turn + +Level 0 spell: STELLAR + +LV1 spell: ASTEROID + +LV2 spell: STAR SHOWER + +LV3 spell: GRAVITY WELL + +LV4 spell: CON SU TU +(lion) RESIST Space, WEAK Time + +LV5 spell: GRYPHUS +(gryphon) IMMUNE Space + +CALAMITY: METEOR STRIKE +- TARGET(s) take 1 SPACE DMG per 2MP spent + STARSTRUCK + each ENEMY can only use ONE A.I.M. action per turn for rest of fight + +----- + +WHITE / ICE MAGIC +STATUS: FROZEN +TARGET cannot throw ITEMS/WEAPONS next turn + +Level 0 spell: FROST + +LV1 spell: CHILL BURST + +LV2 spell: ICE SPIKES + +LV3 spell: HAILSTORM + +LV4 spell: BELIY MEDVED +(polar bear) RESIST Ice, WEAK Lightning + +LV5 spell: CERNUNNOS +(stag man god) IMMUNE Ice + +CALAMITY: AVALANCHE +- TARGET(s) take 1 ICE DMG per 2MP spent + FROZEN + cannot use MVMT next turn + +----- + +SILVER / LIGHTNING MAGIC +STATUS: CONDUIT +Next HIT to TARGET deals 1 extra LIGHTNING DMG +(does not apply to anything with CONDUIT status) + +Level 0 spell: STATIC + +LV1 spell: THUNDERCLAP + +LV2 spell: LIGHTNINGBOLT + +LV3 spell: PLASMA WALL + +LV4 spell: BINESI +(thunderbird) RESIST Lightning, WEAK Ice + +LV5 spell: AZEBAN +(raccoon god) IMMUNE lightning + +CALAMITY : JUDGMENT +- TARGET(s) take 1 LIGHTNING DMG per 2MP spent + CONDUIT + all ENEMY FIGHT & SHOOT attempts are at DISADV for rest of fight + +----- + +GRAY / DEATH MAGIC +STATUS: DREAD +TARGET cannot TARGET caster next turn for ATTACKS + +Level 0 spell: NECRO + +LV1 spell: WITHER + +LV2 spell: TERRORIZE + +LV3 spell: BLIGHT + +LV4 spell: BUFNITA +(gray owl) RESIST Death, WEAK Life + +LV5 spell: WEPWAWET +(Anubis' gray brother) IMMUNE Death + +CALAMITY : DEATH'S DOOR +- Reduce 1 TARGET per 10MP spent to 1HP x that TARGET's LV + DREAD + +----- + +BLACK / DARKNESS MAGIC +STATUS: HOLLOW +TARGET's next DODGE roll has DISADV +(does not apply to anything with HOLLOW) + +Level 0 spell: STYGIAN + +LV1 spell: SHADOW STRIKE + +LV2 spell: NIGHT WAVE + +LV3 spell: BLACKOUT + +LV4 spell: PILINDIR +(tarantula) RESIST Dark, WEAK Light + +LV5 spell: KUROGITSUNE +(Black fox demon) IMMUNE Dark + +CALAMITY : VOID +- TARGET(s) take 1 DARKNESS DMG per 2MP spent + HOLLOW + must attack each other for 1 round + +----- + +BROWN / EARTH MAGIC +STATUS: HEAVY +TARGET moves 1 less ZONE on their next turn + +Level 0 spell: STONE + +LV1 spell: ROCK WAVE + +LV2 spell: BOULDER ROLL + +LV3 spell: TECTONIC SHIFT + +LV4 spell: BERBEC +(ram) RESIST Earth, WEAK Wind + +LV5 spell: HIAE MOZA +(pangolin god) IMMUNE Earth + +CALAMITY: EARTHQUAKE +- TARGET(s) take 1 EARTH DMG per 2MP spent + HEAVY + 4 squares of BATTLEZONE in line are destroyed & unusable (any characters in destroyed zones are pushed to a nearby ZONE & take 1DMG) + +----- + +GOLD / ANTI MAGIC +STATUS: ANTIMAGIC +These spells have no STATUS effect, but also have no RESISTANCE + +LV1 spell: GLEAM + +LV2 spell: BRILLIANCE + +LV3 spell: RESPLENDENCE + +REACTION: Each spell can be cast at half cost to CANCEL one spell of equal LV +- Using it this way does not deal DMG or inflict STATUS, this is pure counterspell + +----- + \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/NPCs.txt b/NPCs.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..a2d6c2f --- /dev/null +++ b/NPCs.txt @@ -0,0 +1,533 @@ +## BUSINESS Dist +Accountant +> Barn swallow - Howard + +Antique store +> Russian Blue - Wallace + +Appliance store +> Corgi - Arden + +Attorney office +> Mole - Dan + +Barber shop +> Maine Coon - Lyanna + +Bike shop & store +> Impala - Akira + +Blacksmith +> Jackal - Marvin + +Bookstore Owner +> Bulldog - Warton + +Butcher +> Ox - Virgil + +Car salesman +> Weasel - Barry + +Candy store +> Shiba Inu - Kabir + +Car wash +> Seagull - Cooper + +Caterer +> Chamois (goat-antelope) - Dafne (F) + +Convenience Store +> Owner - Human - Shivani (F) +> Register - Golden retriever - Hikari (F) + +Copy store +> Grouse (bird) - Kooper + +Craft store +> Corgi - Ayana + +Daycare +> Terrier - Julius +> Butterfly - Guinevere (F) + +Department store +> Jaguar - Brennan +> Moose - Gerald +> Oppossum - Shea (F) +> Boxer - August + +Dry cleaner +> Budgerigar (bird) - Larry + +Enchanter +> Rook (bird) - April (F) + +Flea market +> Guanaco - Ryuuji +> Ostrich - Jamal + +Furniture store +> Zebra - Becker +> Polar bear - Coen + +Game store +> Beagle - Moriah (F) + +Garden store +> Axolotl - Venus (F) +> Toucan - Kilian + +Groomer (pets) +> Persian - Aspen + +Gym +> Rhino - Clint +> Swan - Jada (F) + +Hardware store +> Bull - Ulrich +> Great Dane - Beck +> Wallaby - Spencer (F) + +Herbalist / Potions Store - 4 Geckos +> Tom +> Billy +> Sam +> Marshall + +Hotel +> Manager - Beaver - Jarvis +> Bellhop - Guineafowl - Rylan (F) + +Impound Lot +> Bulldog - Wallace + +Jewelry store +> Kingbird - Casey (F) + +Joke & novelty store +> Kinkajou - Kacey + +Landscaper +> Billy goat - Justin +> Tapir - Maddie + +Laundromat +> Guinea pig - Nazir + +Lawyer +> Locust - Aubriella (F) + +Liquor store +> Human - Darius + +Locksmith +> Cobra - Scarlette (F) + +Maid service +> Black cat - "Midnight" + +Mall +> Peafowl - Andrea (F) +> Persian cat - Maria (F) +> Falcon - Jackson +> Cheetah - Dashiell +> Cricket - Violet (F) +> White lion - Kevin +Mall food court +> Meerkat - Josh +> Pig - Parker + +Massage parlor +> Mandrill - Jair + +Mechanic +> Ball Python - Mikey + +Motorcycle shop +> German Shepherd - Arden (F) + +Music store +> Ibis - Ellen (F) + +Office supply +> Kite (bird) - Carter + +Pawn shop +> Lyrebird - Cedric + +Pet store +> Human - Caelum (child) + +Photographer +> Mink - Everett + +Rec Center +> Brown Bear - Frankie + +Repair center +> Okapi - Heathcliff + +Restaurants +> Breakfast - Skink - Siya (F) +> Meat - Black mamba - Weylan +> Vegetarian - Panda - Xavi +> Fast food - Jackalope - Yvgeny +> Dessert - Snow leopard - Max +> Coffee shop - Partridge - Avah (F) +> Juice bar - Wombat - Gary +> Bakery - Salamander - Zach + +Salon +> Ladybug - Madisyn (F) + +Spa +> Albatross - Rosalyn (F) + +Sporting Goods store +> Capybara - Torrence + +Storage warehouse +> Gorilla - Bode +> Hamster - Khalid +> Magpie - Harley (F) +> Prairie Dog - Marian + +Tailor +> Lapwing - Aubrie (F) + +Tattoo Parlor +> Nightingale - Dimitri + +Taxi +> Dispatcher - Human - Aubrie (F) +> Driver - Lark - Viola (F) +> Driver - Pheasant - Bastian +> Driver - Grasshopper - Alaric + +Thrift store +> Hummingbird - Agnes (F) + +Toy store +> Narwhal - Vida (F) + +Vehicle rental +> Donkey - Paisleigh (F) + +Weapons Store +> Doberman - Jerras + +Wedding store +> Sphinx Cat - Krocka + +----- + +# ESSENTIALS DIST + +Banker +> Schnauzer - Garamond + +Bus Driver +> Day - Red Ant - Matt +> Night - Black Ant - Fritz +> Elementary - Termite - Ren +> Middle - Flea - Marcella (F) +> High - Mosquito - Kolter + +Clinic +> Badger - Casper +> Gazelle - Kanan +> Heron - Claudia (F) +> Boa Constrictor - Davion + +Doctor +> Dolphin - Davy +> Nurse shark - Clara (F) + +Fire Department +> Desert Tortoise - Chief Mars +> Camel - Elijah +> Echidna - Aiden +> Fennec Fox - Floriana (F) + +Grocery Store +> Manager - Condor - Fergus +> Clerk 1 - Gopher - Stan +> Clerk 2 - Turtle - Eustace +> Stocker - Ferret - Jack + +Homeowner's Association +> Sheep - Anais (F) + +Money printing Mint +> Gazelle - Blaise + +Newspaper +> Editor-in-chief - Alligator - Ozias +> Writer - Salamander - Jalani +> Editor - Ibex - Carolyn (F) +> Photographer - Binturong - Celina (F) +> Printer - Cocker Spaniel - Koah +> Paper delivery - Wolverine - Denzel + +Nurse +> Elephant - Laverne (F) +> Scorpion - Kitia +> Jellyfish - Oleander +> Black bear - Meli (F) + +Pharmacist +> Lynx - Terrence + +Physical Therapist +> Daddy Longlegs Spider - Ozran + +Post Office +> Alpaca - Micah +> Crane - Cattleya (F) +> Wolf - Coco (F) + +Repairman +> Electrical - Beaver - Gary +> Handyman - Beaver - Terry +> HVAC - Beaver - Jerry +> Phone line - Beaver - Harry +> Plumbing - Beaver - Barry +> Power line - Beaver - Carrie (F) + +Research & Development Lab +> Chameleon - Eleazar +> Dragonfly - Liam + +Schools +> **Elementary** +> - Kindergarten - Badger - Mrs. Brown +> - 1st - Parrot - Mrs. Martinez +> - 2nd - Llama - Mrs. Fournier +> - 3rd - Pigeon - Mrs. Kimura +> - 4th - Mouse - Mrs. Greco +> - 5th - Chimpanzee - Mr. Thorne +> - Cafeteria - Chicken - Mr. Larson +> **Middle** +> - 6th - Hyena - Mr. Kato +> - 7th - Human - Mrs. Rhodes +> - 8th - Pig - Mrs. Klein +> - Cafeteria - Goat - Mr. Vanta +> **High** +> - 9th - Koala - Mr. Romano +> - 10th - Orca - Mr. Gallo +> - 11th - Squirrel - Mr. Gonzalez +> - 12th - Raven - Mr. Morrison +> - Cafeteria - Chipmunk - Mr. Tanaka +> **Trade school** +> - Agriculture - Aardvark - Ms. Johnson +> - Architecture - Mantis - Mr. Yamamoto +> - Automotive - Human - Mrs. Hart +> - Collision Repair - Wildebeest - Mr. Ricci +> - Cosmetology - Poodle - Ms. Schwarz +> - Culinary - Hedgehog - Mrs. Reynolds +> - Dental - Border Collie - Mr. Sanchez +> - Driver's Ed (Prof) - Human - Mr. Lin +> - Electrical - Possum - Mr. Durand +> - HVAC Repair - Snail - Mrs. Russo +> - Marine Tech - Manta Ray - Ms. Jennings +> - Motorcycle Repair - Bobcat - Mr. Becker +> - Nursing - Cottonmouth - Mr. Costa +> - Plumbing - Platypus - Mr. Schmidt +> - Welding - Toad - Mr. Murray +> **College** +> Dean - Human - Mr. Cross +> - Accounting - Rabbit - Mr. Chambers +> - Art - Gerbil - Mr. McCoy +> - Biology - Dingo - Mrs. Locklear +> - Business Mgmt - Hornet - Mrs. Martin +> - Criminal Justice - Sloth - Mr. McKenzie +> - Economics - Squid - Mr. Mancini +> - Education - Quail - Mrs. Lopez +> - Engineering - Capybara - Mr. Anand +> - Ethics - Manatee - Mr. Dunn +> - Finance - Rat - Mrs. Watanabe +> - Healthcare/Medical - Gorilla - Mr. Zhao +> - History - Crocodile - Mr. DuBois +> - Language - Lyrebird - Mrs. Butterfield +> - Law - Chinchilla - Mrs. Moreau +> - Legal - Chihuahua - Mr. Sharpe +> - Liberal Arts - BlueJay - Mrs. Zhao +> - Marketing - Copperhead - Mr. Khan +> - Performing Arts - Siamese cat - Mr. Harrison +> - Psychology - Human - Mr. Hoffman + +*Thunder Force* (Police Office) +> 1st Com - Human - Jensen (F) +> 2nd Com - Gila Monster - Valeos +> 3rd Com - Panther (scar) - Harken +> Clerk - Cat - Binx + +----- + +# CAPITOL QUARTZ + +## Town Hall +> King - Violet bird - Akarui +> King's Aide - Copper fox - Nash + +----- + +## SPORTS ZONE + +Baseball +> Umpire - Kangaroo - Soren +> Maintainer - Iguana - Leif + +Football +> Referee - Coyote - Koa +> Maintainer - Bison - Cillian + +Tennis +> Referee - Monitor lizard - Sylvie (F) +> Maintainer - King Cobra - Cosima (F) + +Basketball +> Referee - Mongoose - Theo +> Maintainer - Owl - Saskia (F) + +Olympic +> Referee - Eagle - Gemma (F) +> Maintainer - Emu - Lucien + +Soccer +> Referee - Armadillo - Xanthe (F) +> Maintainer - Bobcat - Dimitri + +Hockey +> Referee - Antelope - Roman +> Maintainer - Penguin - Ivo + +Track +> Referee - Leopard - Aaron +> Maintainer - Hawk - Soraya (F) + +Volleyball +> Referee - Pigeon - Yara (F) +> Maintainer - Vulture - Bruno + +----- + +## TRASH ZONE + +Homeless +> Housefly - Lars + +Junkyard +> Bassett Hound - Edmund + +Recycle/Compost +> Lobster - Jaylah (F) + +Waste-to-Energy facility +> Frog - Libby (F) + +----- + +## ENTERTAINMENT JUNCTION + +Amusement Park +> Bumper Car - Puma - Fia (F) +> Carousel - Hognose Snake - Cormac +> Ferris Wheel - Goose - Aarav +> Haunted House - Aardvark - Dion +> Log Ride - Walrus - Angus +> Roller Coaster - Lemur - Alison (F) +> Tilt-a-Whirl - Wombat - Bodhi +> Custodians +> - Yak - Lorenzo +> - Seal - Ingrid (F) + +Arcade +> Finch - Kiera (F) + +Bartenders +> Pine Marten - Koda +> Dove - Yuki (F) + +Bowling Alley +> Pomeranian - Taliyah (F) + +Mini-Golf +> Duck - Ronnie + +M.M.A. Arena +> Trainer - Hippo - Cruz +> Cleaner - Porcupine - Maeve (F) + +Pool Hall +> Turkey - Tylan + +Public Pool +> Lifeguard - Whale - Kylie (F) + +Restaurants +> Buffet - Spider monkey - Paloma (F) +> Fine Dining - Lynx - Yevgenii + +Roller Rink +> Stingray - Grayson (F) + +Strip Club +> Dancer - Dugong - Marc +> Dancer - Moth - Kylee (F) +> Dancer - Elk - Josias +> Dancer - Skunk - Riya (F) +> Bartender - Pug - Ivan + +----- + +## RED +Metalworker - Boar - Garsen +Shop owner - Asp - Lana + +## ORANGE +Counter worker - Human - Caelum + +## YELLOW +Frozen food stand owner - Pelican - Horace +Shop Owner - Flamingo - Janice (F) + +## GREEN +Horse wrangler - Kitsune - Villi (F) +Tea leaf stripper - Human - Caelum + +## BLUE +Fisherman - Otter - Gallon +Shop Owner - Octopus - Klein + +## PURPLE +Baker - Sheep - Judith (F) (old) +Cart owner - Holstein cow - Kid + +## PINK +Fashion showrunner - Human - Caelum +Shop Owner - Giraffe - Enid + +## WHITE +Shop owner - Snow fox - Ouja +Sleddog driver - Husky - Exile +Whitaker's partner - Cat - Morana (F) + +## SILVER +Courthouse Clerk - Garter Snake - Pamela (F) +Thunder Force Sign-in Clerk - Leopard - Elizabeth (F) + +## GRAY +Sobbing woman - Red robin - Rowena (F) +Choir boy - Human - Caelum + +## BLACK +Biggest complainer - Ram - LUCKY +Cassius' assistant - Tarantula - Striker + +## BROWN +Shop owner - Bat - Jamir +Mountain climber - Maned wolf - Jekhyra (F) \ No newline at end of file diff --git a/Regalia.txt b/Regalia.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..66735f4 --- /dev/null +++ b/Regalia.txt @@ -0,0 +1,165 @@ +REGALIA are unique weapons or worn items that, while equipped or wielded, grants a STATUS on top of any HIT or MATCH dealt with any weapon, spell, or thrown item, including potions + +In addition, every Regalia possesses a ONCE PER FIGHT spell called an INVOCATION that lasts three rounds, and activating it counts as an ITEM action. + +REGARDLESS OF THE TYPE, YOU MAY ONLY HAVE ONE REGALIA EQUIPPED AT A TIME + +IF YOU TRADE OUT THE REGALIA, THE INVOCATION IMMEDIATELY ENDS + +----- + +Flint Flametongue (5 DMG) (Heft) (Two-Handed) + +A six foot long & two foot wide two-handed blackblade longsword with a feathered imprint along the grip, a pair of bird claws designed to be "gripping" the blade & attaching it to the pommel, and a Phoenix head at the very end. Also comes with an intricately designed scabbard skin in a Phoenix feather pattern, meant to look like the bird tail + +While equipped, you gain AFTERBURN + +INVOCATION : FURIOUS BURNOUT +While active, the BATTLEFIELD sudddenly becomes surrounded in a pillar of flame, hot as the fires of the strongest volcano. For three rounds: +- Any non-ALLY that ends their turn in any of the outermost 12 ZONES will take FIRE DMG equal to their player LV + +----- + +Regalia: Sanskrit Chronicle (Empty Handed) + +An awkward looking chunk of orange marble in the shape of a buckler shield, it weighs very little and is surprisingly durable, which may be thanks to the mystic inscriptions found all over the stone face. There also appear to be feline claw marks etched into the back, right above the golden handle grip + +While equipped, you gain DESYNC + +INVOCATION : CURIOUS THOUGHT +While active, the BATTLEZONE becomes filled in a thin misting of bright orange sand, causing a mirage-like environment. For the next three rounds: +- You & all ALLIES gain one additional REACTION per round +- The caster may use their REACTION to force an opponent to retake their entire turn ONCE PER ROUND (including once their turn is over) +- During this retake, that character must make a different action, whether it be MOVE, ITEM, or any FIGHT action, and all values are returned to their prior state + +----- + +Regalia: Nova Knuckles (Empty Handed) + +A pair of moderately thin gloves, they are composed almost entirely of loose yellow and black steel bands. They are held together with a strip of gold fabric along the inner workings, like enchanted fingerless gloves that hold the entire piece together, and make virtually no noise while moving + +While equipped, you gain RADIANT + +INVOCATION : DELIGHTFUL DEXTERITY +While active, the gauntlets will glow a vibrant yellow, then shift straight down, giving you a duplicate set of energy arms just below your normal set, and they are just as dexterous as your own. For three rounds: +- If you perform an ITEM action during your turn, you can perform two instead +- If you perform an ATTACK action during your turn, you can perform two instead + +----- + +Regalia: Zeph Arcus (3 DMG) (SHOOT) (Two-Handed) + +This strangely patterned Aztec-inspired 5 foot long war bow bears a pair of small wings on the far ends where the bow meets its golden string, and upon pulling said string, it magically generates its own arrows comprised entirely of a swirling green vortex of energy. + +While equipped, you gain LIFTOFF + +INVOCATION : SERENE STEPS +While active, the BATTLEFIELD is encircled by a calming wind that guides your steps and flows through your bows. For three rounds: +- You can now move anywhere on the BATTLEFIELD per point of MVMT +- You & your ALLIES have ADV with SHOOT weapons +- Your ENEMIES have DISADV with SHOOT weapons + +----- + +Regalia: Tide Turner (2 DMG) (Flexible) (Reach) (Thrown) + +This ominous looking harpoon is carefully crafted with an image of a shark embedded in the two hand grips along its body, with the head engraved with multiple gold triangular divots in the shapes of shark teeth. + +While equipped, you gain RIPTIDE + +INVOCATION : MOROSE MAELSTROM +While active, the BATTLEZONE is suddenly enveloped by a violent storm, filled with bustling wind and heavy rainfall. For three rounds: +- You & your ALLIES have ADV with THROWN weapons or items +- You can now THROW weapons/items to any ZONE no different than SHOOT weapons, and if the weapon or item is not one-time-use, it returns to your hand at EOT + + ----- + +Regalia: Chrys Cross (Empty Handed) + +This six inch violet ankh-shaped pendant bears a small metal sculpture of a golden sleeping bunny surrounded by darker purple chrysanthemums, and comes pre-bound to a piece of old fashioned bailing twine as a necklace string + +While equipped, you gain VITAL + +INVOCATION : COMPASSIONATE ATMOSPHERE +While active, the BATTLEZONE suddenly becomes engulfed in a field of the most gorgeous flowers any of you have ever witnessed. For three rounds: +- You and all ALLIES recover 1HP per LV at the start of your turn(s) +- If you HEAL your allies (outside this spell), the highest HP they recover gives you an equal amount, as though they were enemies affected by VITAL + +----- + +Regalia: Star Scourge (2 DMG) (Reach) + +This is an old-fashioned hand-woven black leather whip with a bright pink handle, gold endcaps on either end, and a group of pink star-shaped strike pieces, giving it the appearance of a long range cat-o-nine-tails + +While equipped, you gain STARSTRUCK + +INVOCATION : AMOROUS ALIGNMENT +While active, the sky above the BATTLEZONE suddenly becomes a clear night sky with direct view of the Gryphem constellation. For three rounds: +- Any ATTACKS you or your allies make with REACH weapons gain ADV +- You can pay 1 MVMT to swap positions with any character or distinguishable whole item (ONCE/TURN) +- *THIS CAN BE DONE AS A REACTION FOR FREE* +- *If this action would interrupt a FIGHT action that TARGETS another player, that attack will automatically target the new person* + + ----- + +Regalia: Mokha Verglas (2 DMG) (Dual-Weild) + +This intricately crafted snowflake patterned & colored Ninjato shortsword can be attached at the hip or back with its uniquely flexible golden clasp loop, and its enchanted blade with a permafrost pattern is the perfect compliment for ice cold strikes + +While equipped, you gain FROZEN + +INVOCATION : TREPIDATION TUNDRA +While active, a sudden blizzard encompasses the BATTLEZONE, causing the ground beneath you to freeze over in moments. For three rounds: +- Upon casting, the caster chooses a plus sign of spaces (1-3-1) that, if an ENEMY ends their turn in, becomes encased in a snowman until their next EOT. That ENEMY cannot use REACTION, ATHLETICS, or MVMT, and the next ATK against them HITS without a roll. (This counts as an ICE ITEM) + + ----- + +Regalia: Rai Revolver x2 (2DMG) (Dual Weild) (Reload 6) + +These blocky semi-auto pistols are covered with circular rings of black and silver all along the top of the units aiming toward the end of the gold tipped muzzle. When the guns are aimed down, these rings begin collecting charge within, acting as electromagnetic pathways and accelerators, much like handheld railguns. + +While equipped, you gain CONDUIT + +INVOCATION : TESLA'S TEMPERANCE +While active, the sky over the BATTLEZONE suddenly darkens and turns into a dangerous thunderstorm, the area becoming electrically charged and collecting into your weapons. For three rounds: +- Any HIT or MATCH with your or any ALLY's weapon adds 1 LIGHTNING DMG, as though that ATK was a CRIT +- Any CRIT HIT with your or any ALLY's weapon adds LIGHTNING DMG equal to the DMG inflicted, instead of the normal CRIT bonus + + ----- + +Regalia: Grimm Requiem (3 DMG) (Reach) + +This morbid scythe is uncomfortably old fashioned by design, but the blade itself is attached to the handle by a long wolf skull running along the top of the blade + +While equipped, you gain DREAD + +INVOCATION : REAPER'S ANGUISH +While active, the BATTLEZONE becomes surrounded by a dreary gray mist, tombstones appearing in the distance in massive rows. For three rounds: +- All ENEMY ATTACK ACTIONs are made at -1 +- Any ENEMY MISSES or MATCHES deal 1 DEATH DMG per miss to that enemy + + ----- + +Regalia: Dusk Kris (2 DMG) (Dual-Weild) + +This black handled dagger with a surprisingly festive black fox tail hanging from it by a gold chain carries a wavy vantablack blade, so dark it almost appears to erase the light around its curved edges +While equipped, you gain HOLLOW + +INVOCATION : BARREN FEAST + +While active, every player suddenly becomes engulfed in their own shadow, chilling them to the bone. For three rounds: +- You & all ALLIES are IMMUNE to all STATUS effects, instead being "eaten" by the dagger (these STATUS do not dissipate once the effect wears off) +- On the next HIT with that dagger, all "eaten" STATUS will be afflicted onto that target, including STACKED STATUS + + ----- + +Regalia: Cliff Breaker (4 DMG) (Heft) (Two-Handed) + +For all intents and purposes, it looks like someone jammed a tree limb into a rock and called it a Warhammer. But it has also clearly been magically enhanced with bizarre runes that, in the most rudimentary language imaginable, barely translate to "break," "smash," "crush," and "pain" + +While equipped, you gain HEAVY + +INVOCATION : ROCK-RIB VALLEY +While active, the BATTLEZONE begins to rumble and crumble around you, becoming an unstable terrain. For three rounds: +- When you or an ally ATTACKs with MELEE, it becomes an AOE MELEE attack against all enemies in that ZONE (strikes the ground) +- This ATK will still use the same roll, DMG, and bonuses, and will also apply any STATUS it normally would on a HIT/MATCH diff --git a/Skills.txt b/Skills.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..508e755 --- /dev/null +++ b/Skills.txt @@ -0,0 +1,183 @@ +Skills are what make your character perform their actions. +There are nineteen different skills used in this game. +Some of these skills also come with Skill-Based Combat-only Stunts at certain PLUS + +----- + +ACADEMICS +Your ability to know & cast spells + + +1 | You have ALL 12 Level 0 Infusion Spells and a single LV1 spell + +2 | Gain another LV1 spell and your first LV2 spell + +3 | Gain another LV1 & LV2 spell and your first LV3 spell + +4 | Gain another LV1, LV2, & LV3 spell, and your first LV4 spell + +5 | Gain another LV1, LV2, LV3, & LV4 spell, and your only LV5 spell + +----- + +ATHLETICS +Your ability to dodge incoming ATTACKS and other hazards + +- No additional bonuses at plus, just makes you better at dodging things + +----- + +BURGLARY +Your ability to steal from ACTIVE scenarios + ++2 | Deft Theft +Once/Fight : Pay 1 MVMT : BURGLARY roll vs ENEMY NOTICE roll to steal a random ITEM from that ENEMY in your ZONE + ++4 | You can use Deft Theft TWICE per fight + +----- + +CONTACTS +Your ability to recall information about people, places, and things + +- No additional bonuses at plus, just makes you better at remembering relevant information about your story + +----- + +CRAFTS +Your ability to make anything you want or need + +- No additional bonuses at plus, just lets you make things based on the available situation + +----- + +DECEIVE +Your ability to fool other people based on the scenario + +- No additional bonuses at plus, just makes you really good at lying + +----- + +DRIVE +Your ability to physically move across the board during combat +- You also need this to operate vehicles + ++2 | Can move up to 2 ZONES per turn during combat +- (Not a STUNT, just a metric mark) + ++4 | Can move up to 3 ZONES per turn during combat +- (Not a STUNT, just a metric mark) + +----- + +EMPATHY +Your ability to show you care, and recognize dishonesty +- You also need this to counter DECEIVE attempts + +- No additional bonuses at plus, just lets you know when people change or lie + +----- + +FIGHT +Your ability to use any & all MELEE weapons +- Can also be used for THROWING weapons/items + ++4 | Second Swing +You can now attack TWICE per turn with any one 4/5DMG FIGHT weapon, but the second ATTACK is made at DISADV + + +----- + +INVESTIGATE +Your ability to see and understand scenarios ACTIVELY + ++3 | Inventory Insight +Start Of Fight: INVESTIGATE roll to see what unique items/weapons your enemies are carrying + +----- + +MANA (originally LORE) +Your ability to pay for your spells + +Every PLUS in this score equals 10 Mana Points +- (Not a STUNT, just a metric mark) + +----- + +NOTICE +Your ability to see and understand scenarios PASSIVELY +- Also used to counter BURGLARY attempts + ++2 | Advanced Awareness +During INITIATIVE rolls, you can turn one MINUS to a PLUS + ++4 | You can use Advanced Awareness TWICE per INITIATIVE roll + +----- + +PHYSIQUE +Your ability to be hit by incoming attacks and survive +- Also used to mark how physically strong you are as a whole + +- Every PLUS in this score equals 5 Hit Points in addition to your 10 Hit Point minimum +- (Not a STUNT, just a metric mark) + ++3 | Burly Brawler +Can dual-wield 3DMG TWO-HANDED & FLEXIBLE FIGHT weapons + + +----- +PROVOKE +Your ability to be distracting and irritating + ++2 | Tactical Taunt +REACTION : Once/Enemy, if an ALLY in your ZONE is targeted for an ATTACK, before rolling; PROVOKE roll vs ENEMY WILL roll to redirect attack to YOU +- Any HIT/MATCH you receive from this will deal you +2DMG + +----- + +RAPPORT +Your ability to be liked, charming, and trustworthy + ++2 | Helping Hand +Once/Round: REACTION : You can turn one MINUS on an ALLY's roll in the same ZONE to a BLANK + ++4 | Got Your Back +Once/Round: REACTION : You can turn one MINUS on an ALLY's roll in the same ZONE to a PLUS + +----- + +RESOURCES +Your ability to gain and maintain your wealth and supplies + ++2 | Scrambles +Once/Turn: Pay 1 MVMT; RESOURCES roll to loot for money, potions, weapons, or other relevant items from Defeated Enemy in same ZONE + +----- + +SHOOT +Your ability to use guns, bows, and other RANGED weapons +- Can also be used for THROWING weapons/items + +- No additional bonuses at plus, just lets you handle guns, bows, and other projectiles + +----- + +STEALTH +Your ability to be unseen when moving, attacking, or evading + +- This can be used in place of ATHLETICS, FIGHT, and SHOOT +- Can only use ONE-HANDED ITEM/WEAPON in COMBAT +- Can also be used for throwing WEAPONS/ITEMS + ++2 | Shadow Strike +Any STEALTH HIT with a WEAPON will make the TARGET unable to ATTACK you on their next turn, but you also cannot ATTACK that TARGET on your next turn + ++4 | Assassination +You do DOUBLE DMG on a STEALTH CRIT HIT with a WEAPON + +----- + +WILL +Your ability to fortify yourself physically AND mentally +- Also lets you resist certain types of DMG + +- Every PLUS lets you pick one MAGIC type to RESIST +(RESIST = -1 DMG + IMMUNE to STATUS of Magic Type/Color) + ++3 | One RESIST becomes IMMUNE (NO DMG + NO STATUS)