Wild west adventure starring femanon!Apologies for yesterday's cancel. There's stuff going on that will disrupt my weekends in the near future.>Further changes to rollingRolls are now 3 dice standard, 6 total for using a skill, with 6 as the target number. Explosions still occur on 0 when using a skill.Info doc -- goo gl/035doArchive -- goo gl/9Nj0YNWhen we last left off, Deputy Femanon was following up a lead in the local salt lick. While she found the griffon thief, Braeburn wandered off to ask the Stranger a few questions about Red Eye.You bolt downstairs, leaving the griffon upstairs, and find Braeburn staring down the Stranger across a broken chair."No need to get violent, deputy marshal." The Stranger seems stoic and standoffish as ever."That's ROYAL Marshal to you!" Braeburn is being particularly hotheaded."I don't have to answer your questions, pup." The Stranger straightens his hat. "If you like, we can settle this like gentlemen... outdoors."The other patrons leave a wide berth, and Corky the bartender has ducked behind his bar; he's waving at you silently, hoping you do something about the situation. Braeburn's looking for a beating, and the Stranger's fellow Diamond Dogs seem all too willing to deliver.You are free to choose any course of action, including use of askill. If you roll, make sure to state your intended course of action.
>>12916643 (OP)A review of your current skills.Your armaments:Wristmasher (6 shots, gold)Gold Potato: basic ammoRed Potato: high accuracy, slow ROFSweet Potato: trick shots
Should we try to go for the kill or try and dialogue?
negotiate with The Stranger
>>12916643 (OP)Braeburn, do you mind?! Our perp is upstairs! The last thing we need is him giving us the slip while you're getting your flank handed to you! We'll deal with the dog later.
>>12916754we didn't pick a fighter class because we wanted to make a lot of friends
>>12916790there's more to being THE LAW than just getting into fights
Guess we should rescue the dumbass...With words and feeling!
>>12916790That doesn't mean we have to treat every problem as a nail to hammerOverspecialising is for insects!
>>12916790>Not making friends by beating the shit out of them.
Maybe we should try calming Braeburn down before he does anything too rash
Keeping your cool in tense situations is a valuable skill and probably what got you your job as deputy."Braeburn!" You call out to your wayward partner to get his attention off of the Stranger, hopefully long enough to calm him down.It's long enough for him to not see the Stranger quickdraw something from inside his sleeve; a long sliver of lacquered cedarwood that he points towards the deputy marshal quite menacingly.You have a split second to react.
>>12917280Draw your masher."Put it down. We don't have time for this."
>>12917280what happened to "like gentlemen, oudoors"?
>>12917280TACKLE
>>12917280MASHER
>>12917331>>12917490You attempt to fastdraw your own wrist-mounted masher. Although you've never used it before, it comes naturally to you.Arms roll requires 6 more rolls.
>>12917589LET'S DO THIS
>>12917589come on come on come on
>>12917589Feelin' lucky, punk?
>>12917589rollan
>>12917589Here goes something.
>>12917589BANG
>>12917615>>12917643>>12917656>>12917677>>12917683>>12917725>2/6UNACCEPTABLEF MINUS MINUS
>>12917739THE ENDBACKUP PLANSUCK DICKS!
Out of 6 rolls, you had 2 successes.Your masher comes out a little slow, and the Stranger's wand goes off with a blast before you can draw a bead on him. A distortion in space slams Braeburn off his hooves and sends him flying at you over a table, clipping you in the shoulder as you let off a gold round. The hot sliver of potato sticks in the wall behind the dogs as they start to make a break for the doorway, upturning patrons in their chairs as they clear a path. One of the Stranger's pack picks your masher round out of the wall and eats it."What was the number on that truck?!" Braeburn scrambles back to all fours and retrieves his hat, looking a little dizzy. Everyone else in the saloon is taking cover or standing flabbergasted at what they just saw.
>>12917889>He didn't even wait for it to cool.That dog is hard as balls.
>>12917889Leg shot! Leg shot on the dog who stopped to grab the potato!
>>12917889Chase! Tell Brae to keep an eye on the griffon while you bolt.
>>12917951>>12918016Any consensus?
>>12917889Go after him, quick!
>>12918184We'll have a clearer shot outside, plus we won't hit anyone in the bar. Chasing is better.
>>12918184chase himand tell Braeburn to not let that damn griffon get away!
>>12918184He wanted to take it outside.Oblige him.
>>12917889Go after them.
You give chase, dashing out into the street to see the Stranger and his posse rounding the building on all fours. They move much faster on their paws than you do in your spurred boots, and by the time you get to a yard clearing hidden behind the salt lick you see them halted in place as they star up at another group of Diamond Dogs, hovering in the air on what appear to be crystal-studded flying machines (albeit lacking wings, propellers, or jets of any kind). They bear the strange symbol you noticed earlier on the Red Eye jewel.The Stranger looks just as surprised as you are, when the apparent pack leader, a veritable shadow in the harsh Frontier sun, addresses him. He has a much smoother voice and inflection, an affectation of authority and sophistication you'd expect from plantation owners."Schedule's moved ahead. And true to form, I see you're cocking it up." The shadowy dog looks down at you, and at Braeburn trailing close behind. "And you've got the Royal Marshals' attention. Now that's simply unforgiveable.""Chief! It was on short notice, I hadn't realized—""I don't want your excuses. You found and activated the beacon, and that's all I need from you. Henceforth your contract with Red Eye Industries is terminated."This is a strange scene, indeed, and Braeburn can't help but interject angrily. "What's going on in Clayton Gorge?!"
>>12918991this isn't the kinda guy who's gonna respond to talking. see if you can take out one of their machines with a well-placed shot before they fly away. interrogate later.
>>12919134Seconding this, aim for the crystal on the bottom. Looks like it powers the thing.
>>12919134Yeah, this sounds like a good idea
>>12919134Dunno if we want to take out the head guy or no-Fuck it, aim for his machine.
>>12918991We're in way over our heads...And I'm pretty sure our griffon's gotten away by now.
>>12919134>>12919151>>12919180>>12919213Roll 6 dice for Arms.
>>12919462DONT FAIL ME NOW
>>12919462I PUNCH THE DICE!
>>12919536BRICK NO
>>12919462they see me rollin'
>>12919462HURRRRRRRRRRRF
>>12919462Man, we just can't aim today.
>>12919492>>12919536>>12919562>>12919663>>12919712>>12919731>1/6WOMEN CAN'T DICE
>>12919663>Snake eyes.Fucking pinkie...
>>12919745SHOULD HAVE OPTED TO SUCK DICKS TO WIN.BUT NOOOO
>>12919765I JUST WANTED TO BE THE LAW, ANON
>>12919796WELL IT LOOKS LIKE THE LAW DIDN'T WON!
Great, now the only way we can manage this is if we fucked up the shot so badly we managed to hit one of the other dogs on their machine and get a hostage by chance.
all these fail rolls concerns me
>>12919765You guys could have been a Hostess... oh well.Out of 6 rolls, you had 1 success.Your masher was already prepared from earlier, and you let off a warning shot towards the Chief. You meant to miss, yeah.Regardless the entire pack turns a whole set of wooden wands and crystal-studded implements in your direction. The Chief just laughs it off as he lowers himself to the ground and steps off his flying machine. Braeburn smacks your arm aside."And you didn't want me to get in a fight?""You have no idea who you're dealing with, do you? Can't expect much of an Off-worlder, anyway. I understand you humans are a species of... peculiar audacity." The Chief is a more slender fellow, who stalks more than walks toward you, far taller than most humans as he draws himself to full height. "Now look here, deputy. You scamper off to your bosses, and tell them there's a new law in town, courtesy of Red Eye Industrial.""As for your friend, here..." He looks Braeburn up and down and scoffs. "Who're you fooling with that badge, son?""I ask the questions around here." Braeburn stands his ground. "Clayton Gorge. Filly disappeared on a train there. Your outfit runs in that region, why're your boys so tight-lipped?"The Chief is looking mighty sure of himself as he walks up to you and Braeburn.
>>12920171piss yourselfFOR THE LOVE OF GOD AND ALL A THAT IS HOLY PISS YOURSELF AND MAYBE HE WILL GO EASY ON YOU
>>12920171Stand firm. Look him right in the eyes."Your pets have sure done a good job wrecking my town. You should keep them on a shorter leash."
>oh gee we should pick the combat class because combat is going to happen and we have to be powerful to win in combatIf you would of picked any of the other two better classes then you wouldn't have to worry about combat that much because then the game would form to your choices. It's a self fulfilling prophecy. Combat is boring and you can get it out of many other games if that's what you wanted.
>>12920241Bullshit, we may have fucked up but we have a save face available. He seems to respect us a little more than he does brae. Probably our suicidal tendencies...Back off, but hold ground, and support Braeburn, ask the Chief just what is going on.
>>12920308I felt the same way but it's a bit late to be upset now, especially considering we all sorta came to a consensus to become THE LAW, which was a cool option of its own for reasons other than combatI bet the hostess quest would have been fun as hell, though>>12920297>>12920336As badass as that first line is, I think we're more likely to get somewhere by asking questions. Seconding >>12920336
>>12920420we could do bothwhat are we trying to ask him anyways? because I doubt we'll get anything concrete from a vague "what's going on"
The Chief offers no responses to Braeburn, and you steel yourself in the monstrous dog's presence."Red Eye's had no business here til today. Far as I'm concerned, we're the law around here." You make a point to gesture at him with your offhand, wary of the armed dogs all around you. "And you need to explain yourselves."The Chief ignores you entirely and goes up to Braeburn. Looking over you realize that Equestrians are REALLY little ponies. Braeburn probably realizes it, too, as the Chief reaches over with a gangly paw and rips the badge from his coat. Braeburn looks deathly pale as he just watches it happen.The Chief proceeds to turn the badge over in his paw, smell it, lick it..."Royal badges use a gold-plated thaumatic celestium alloy. Unbreakable, unrustable. This piece of shit? I don't know what the hell it is, but it tastes awful." The Chief suddenly bites through it, cleaving it apart like tin foil. He drops the broken fake badge into the dirt and stomps on it, grinding it well with his paws. "Now, kid, you run on home to your mama and quit playin' at cops n' robbers."The dogs start laughing. Braeburn's pupils have narrowed, and he's shivering. Looks like he's been found out.
>>12920846WHELP
>>12920846the fuck
>>12920846Shit fuck assWhat do we do, gang?
>>12920846JUMP HIMBITE HIMPISS ON HIMASSERT YOUR DOMINANCE
>>12920846"OI! THIS badge is plenty real! Now explain yourselves!"...Badge...skill...?
>>12920846Flash your own badge and puff out your chest to seem more intimidating.
>>12920846Ask him how he knows so much about 'royal' badges.
>>12920846Stay silent! We're dead meat if we piss them off even more
>>12920997>>12921014This. Tell him that regardless his business is with you and that the only way him and Red eye are going to have this town are over our cold dead body....metaphorically, of course. It'd be nice if he didn't kill us.
>>12920846I don't care who "the law" is, I have a job to do. And that's figuring out who robbed some of the citizens and bring them to justice. Yeah, I see there's something bigger on, but as long as it doesn't affect the ponies here, I don't care.
>>12920846Guys, what if we arrest Braeburn for impersonating an officer of the law, and immediately take in The Chief for interrogation related to his crime?We're not accusing The Chief of anything, and he has information regarding a crime he revealed to us himself. He HAS to go along with it.
>>12921098This!We are not his target, we just want to solve a local crime.Let the 'fake' cops solve the petty shit.We can always figure out what to do about the larger cats (er, dogs) later.
>>12921129Not really. He seems a lot less willing to go along with protocol than the Stranger was.
>>12921098This is probably the best response. We've got no stake in whatever the hell EvilCorp. is up to, not explicitly anyway, we're just here to keep the peace and make sure justice is served.
>>12921243This is probably best.And it gets the Stranger burned by his superior if he managed to escape.He probably is better off with us at this rate.
Okay, so consensus:>>12921086Do you stand up for Braeburn, or...>>12921098...redirect the conversation?
>>12921522Stand up for Braeburn.This is BraeburnQuest, after all.
>>12921522Let's stand up for him
>>12921522standing up for brae just jabs at this guy's pride, which will be completely ineffective at getting anything from him. Redirect the conversation.
>>12921522Stand up for Braeburn.
>>12921522It'd be nice to prop up our buddy but we can patch things up with him later and rub this jerk's face in it from a stronger position.
>>12921561>>12921585>>12921645Okay.6 rolls for Badge skill, please
I AM THE LAW
>>12921825DONT FAIL ME NOW
>>12921825Time for another catastrophic failure!
>>12921890Well, at least THAT worked.
>>12921825We're so fucked
>>12921825>>12921855WE ARE THE LAW
>>12921825There's no way this can blow up in our face.
>>12921825Jokes on you, I am trying to fail!
>>12921912>>12921923Oh for god's sake.
>>12921884Table rapist.
>>12921855>>12921884>>12921890>>12921912>>12921923>1 successMaybe...maybe we aren't the law....
>>12921855>>12921884>>12921890>>12921906>>12921912>>12921923>>12921926>2/6 + 1This could go either way, really.
>>12921931What's the difference between a priest and pimples? Pimples wait until your atleast 14 before they cum on your face
>>12921955I don't think>>12921906counted as a roll?
>>12921982Yes it did. The post it's linking got a 10, so it's the extra roll for that. It's the +1 in his count.
>>12921982don't you get an extra roll if you get a 0?
>>12921982Every 0 (or 10) for a skill roll earns a reroll, even on rerolls.Out of 6+1 rolls, you had 3 successes."He's with me, and as far as I know, this badge is real." You proudly thrust out your chest, tin star glinting in the sunlight. "This is my town, so you deal with me.""We dogs value loyalty, so I admire that, I really do." The Chief smiles, and leans closer to you. "So if you care about your four-legged friends, you'll quit antagonizing me. In the end, it won't matter who owns this town. I don't have to be nice about this, so you pray to your Princesses it don't get ugly."He steps back and signals to his pack as more crystal-powered flying machines buzz overhead. You can hear a commotion rising up throughout Dodge Junction as the sky starts to fill with little black dots. The Chief turns and walks back towards his mechanical mount."Alright, boys, to the town hall.""What about us, Chief?" The Stranger calls out to his boss."Dispose of those two. Too spunky for my tastes." The Chief nods towards you and Braeburn, leaving you in a yard surrounded by the Stranger and his cohort....We'll call it here for now.
>>12922355Well fuck
>>12922355Great...
>>12922402>>12922437GET READY TO TIME THOSE ROLLS NEXT TIME FAGGOTS
>>12922464We are fucked...
>>12922464I anticipate more catastrophic failure.>>12922355I don't even know if that was supposed to be a success or a failure!
