Max_Findale: ...well, that is important.
***Max_Findale rolls eyes.
Lance_Longwood: and i can hit/explode stuff with it
Max_Findale: Whatever. You don't need a cane and a suit to impress hte ladies
*CLINT_STONE:* There we go
Max_Findale: AH, THAT'S BETTER!
***Max_Findale grins enthusiastically
*CLINT_STONE:* explody staff
*CLINT_STONE:* is nice
***GamingWolfie prepares his spaceshuttle to pick up the adventures that totally forgot to think about a away back up
*CLINT_STONE:* thank you Wolfie
NARRATOR: AND SO THEY MARCHED ON ACROSS THE BOG OF SUFFERING
Max_Findale: Man
Max_Findale: This bog!
Max_Findale: It's making me suffer!
*CLINT_STONE:* Bog of Suffering?
*CLINT_STONE:* I eat Suffering for Breakfast!
Max_Findale: Apparently!
***Max_Findale rolls eyes
Max_Findale: Whatever Billy Badass
Lance_Longwood: realtors have a really hard time here
Max_Findale: I know right?
Lance_Longwood: huge marketing issue
Max_Findale: look at this land
Max_Findale: It's all smelly
***CLINT_STONE actually eats Pancakes for breakfast
***Max_Findale grins lecherously
Max_Findale: Me, I prefer Waffles
Lance_Longwood: i am more of a toast man: http://i.imgur.com/pG0yCxP.gif
*CLINT_STONE:* Smelly from the souls of the damned?
*CLINT_STONE:* Or sulfur?
NARRATOR: CALM DOWN SATAN
Max_Findale: Damn
Max_Findale: This narrator is a bitch
CLINT_STONE is now known as SATAN
SATAN is now known as Unknown1628
Unknown1628 is now known as Clint_Stone
*CLINT_STONE:* Huh
***Lance_Longwood is really glad he kept on his spacesuit
*CLINT_STONE:* SATAN is taken
Max_Findale: Also, You have sold me on the virtues of toast
Max_Findale: Especially...french toast!
Lance_Longwood: I don't have to experience the smell you two are complaining about
***Max_Findale waggles eyebrows
NARRATOR: SUDDENLY, A BOG RAT!
***Clint_Stone whacks it
NARRATOR: IT HAS UNUSUAL SIZE!
NARRATOR: YOU MISSED!
*CLINT_STONE:* Damn
Max_Findale: FUCK!
***Max_Findale screams like a little girl
Max_Findale: DIE!
***Clint_Stone tries again
***Max_Findale stomps it
*CLINT_STONE:* .d6
*CLINT_STONE:* .roll d6
Waffle: *CLINT_STONE:* You roll d6: (6) = 6
*CLINT_STONE:* Narratoir?
NARRATOR: AS YOUR FUSION CLAWS EXTEND....
Tom_Bombadilldo: Lol this fucking chat
NARRATOR: YOU SWIPE AT THE BOG RAT OF UNUSUAL SIZE
NARRATOR: AND IT EXPLODES
*CLINT_STONE:* WOOT
NARRATOR: SHOWERING MAX IN SMELLY GORE
Max_Findale: .....
Max_Findale: ......
***Clint_Stone smiles
Max_Findale: ...........
***Max_Findale hurls
Max_Findale: Oh, FUCK
***Lance_Longwood ducks away
***Clint_Stone stops smiling and steps back
Lance_Longwood: .roll d2
Waffle: Lance_Longwood: You roll d2: (2) = 2
*CLINT_STONE:* .rol d4
Max_Findale: JESUS THIS THING STINKS
*CLINT_STONE:* .roll d4
Waffle: *CLINT_STONE:* You roll d4: (2) = 2
***Max_Findale wobbles on his feet
***Clint_Stone misses most of it
***Max_Findale stomps ROUS's skull
Max_Findale: .roll d6
Waffle: Max_Findale: You roll d6: (1) = 1
***Lance_Longwood dodges the vomit gracefully
Rantarian [[email protected]] entered the room.
Pancake: [Rantarian] That guy!
#HFY: mode (+v Rantarian) by Pancake
NARRATOR: MAX SLIPS AND FALLS!
NARRATOR: BAREFOOT ADVENTURING IS A BAD IDEA
***Clint_Stone laughs
***Max_Findale falls into bog
***Clint_Stone helps
***Max_Findale is miserable
Max_Findale: Th....thanks
***Clint_Stone uses plasma heat to dry Max
NARRATOR: ROLL DICE!
*CLINT_STONE:* .roll d6
Waffle: *CLINT_STONE:* You roll d6: (3) = 3
*CLINT_STONE:* (Sorry Narrator)
NARRATOR: Max is dried!
NARRATOR: But you set alight to his pants!
Max_Findale: FUCK!
***Max_Findale dives back into swamp
*CLINT_STONE:* Why not just swat them out?
Max_Findale: I....i dunno, OK?
*CLINT_STONE:* Your hands are big enough
Max_Findale: I panicked!
***Lance_Longwood helps Max_Findale out of the swamp
Max_Findale: OK. This is getting silly.
*CLINT_STONE:* Plasma agian?
Max_Findale: NO.
*CLINT_STONE:* Right
Max_Findale: I want to keep my pants.
*CLINT_STONE:* Bard! Any spells?
*CLINT_STONE:* or help at all?
***Max_Findale looks hopefully
***Lance_Longwood starts to sing a cheerfull song
***Max_Findale sighs
Lance_Longwood: maybe this raises morale
Max_Findale: Well, it is cheerful
Lance_Longwood: .roll d6
Waffle: Lance_Longwood: You roll d6: (3) = 3
Max_Findale: But I've heard better
***Clint_Stone grunts
*CLINT_STONE:* Eh
Lance_Longwood: Well, I still have my helmet on
*CLINT_STONE:* Onward!
NARRATOR: AND SO, HAVING SUFFERED IN THE BOG, THEY HEAD NEXT TO THE PLAIN OF DRAGON-LIKE THINGS
*CLINT_STONE:* To ze Fuel
*CLINT_STONE:* Eh!
*CLINT_STONE:* Dragon things!
Max_Findale: Woo!
Max_Findale: I wanna get me sum!
Lance_Longwood: yay VULVAS
NARRATOR: SUDDENLY VULZA!
***Clint_Stone prepares plasma claws
NARRATOR: IT IS DISPLEASED!
*CLINT_STONE:* .roll d6
Waffle: *CLINT_STONE:* You roll d6: (5) = 5
***Max_Findale assumes wrestler's crouch
NARRATOR: SUDDENLY DRAGON FOR EVERYONE!
NARRATOR: CLINT'S DRAGON LUNGES. IT MISSES!
NARRATOR: LOOK AT THAT ARTFUL DODGE!
Max_Findale: .roll d6
Waffle: Max_Findale: You roll d6: (1) = 1
*CLINT_STONE:* You know it
*CLINT_STONE:* Oh
NARRATOR: THE DRAGON SWALLOWS MAX!
NARRATOR: IT DOES NOT SUCCEED
NARRATOR: MAX IS TOO BIG!
Lance_Longwood: .roll d6
Waffle: Lance_Longwood: You roll d6: (5) = 5
Max_Findale: Oh, fuck you dragon.
NARRATOR: LANCE SINGS HIS DRAGON ALMOST TO SLEEP!
NARRATOR: IT IS SO PEACEFUL!
Max_Findale: .roll d6
Waffle: Max_Findale: You roll d6: (4) = 4
***Clint_Stone laughs after seeing Max is alright
*CLINT_STONE:* .roll d6
Waffle: *CLINT_STONE:* You roll d6: (3) = 3
NARRATOR: MAX STANDS UP IN DRAGON'S MOUTH! HE BREAKS ITS JAW!
NARRATOR: CLINT SWIPES! HE ATTACKS! ITS SUPER EFFECTIVE!
NARRATOR: WHAT DAMAGE DID HE DO?
*CLINT_STONE:* (d20 right?)
NARRATOR: (sure, not like this has rules lol)
Lance_Longwood: .roll d6
Waffle: Lance_Longwood: You roll d6: (6) = 6
*CLINT_STONE:* (cool)
*CLINT_STONE:* .roll d20
Waffle: *CLINT_STONE:* You roll d20: (4) = 4
*CLINT_STONE:* Fuck
***Tom_Bombadilldo makes noises in the crowd
NARRATOR: Lance serenades the dragon! Already its aggression has disappeared! Slowly, cautiously, it snuffles towards Lance
Daveboy2000 is now known as Probe_58008
*CLINT_STONE:* (I forgot there were other peole here)
Probe_58008: Query: What the fuck are the masters doing
NARRATOR: Clint scratches some scales!
Lance_Longwood: there, there little vulva
*CLINT_STONE:* UH
Lance_Longwood: have some steak
Max_Findale: FUCK my dragon. I'm gonna end this.
Max_Findale: .roll d6
Waffle: Max_Findale: You roll d6: (6) = 6
*CLINT_STONE:* DAMN
Probe_58008: NICE
***Tom_Bombadilldo "oooooooooo"
*CLINT_STONE:* .roll d6
Waffle: *CLINT_STONE:* You roll d6: (2) = 2
Probe_58008 is now known as Daveboy2000
*CLINT_STONE:* Damn it
NARRATOR: Max leaps on top of the dragon and wraps his mighty arms around its throat. He squeezes in a choke hold!
Daveboy2000: Aaand Clint Stone /is/ a pancake
*CLINT_STONE:* (NARRATOR ONLY)
NARRATOR: CLINT STONE IS NOT A PANCAKE!
GamingWolfie: (http://i.imgur.com/PHCNcsj.png)
NARRATOR: BUT HIS DRAGON IS NOT PLEASED!
*CLINT_STONE:* Wonderful
Max_Findale: GRRRRR, Fuckin DIE you scary SPACE DRAGON!
*CLINT_STONE:* .roll d6
Waffle: *CLINT_STONE:* You roll d6: (6) = 6
Max_Findale: .roll d6
Waffle: Max_Findale: You roll d6: (5) = 5
*CLINT_STONE:* WOOT
Daveboy2000 is now known as Probe_58008
*CLINT_STONE:* WHAT NOW DRAGON!
***Lance_Longwood strips his spacesuit and climbs atop "vulzi"
NARRATOR: Max strangles the dragon! It collapses to the ground!
***Max_Findale growls in anger
Lance_Longwood: that's what i call "travelling in style"
