Lis'sa Trinall (
lissatrinall) wrote in
knightsoflegend2014-07-31 06:42 pm
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new zealand ♔ when lies turn into truth i sacrificed for you | you say that i'm frozen

♬ where i can never be - gary numan
WHO || Lis'sa, Kenzi, Bo, Klaus, Rebekah, Mars[Closed]
WHAT || The Knights investigate a mysterious carnival that may be linked to some magical winter weather
WHERE || New Zealand
WHEN || August 11th [forwarddated]
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread, don't worry about maintaining tagging order.
Strange winds have blown in, bringing on an unusually chill winter in New Zealand. The ground crunches underfoot with snow, the days growing shoter and stars holding court in the darkness reigning above. An unnatural cold permeates the town, and the river's jubilant voice is frozen under the ice. Birds abandon their nests for warmer climes, their songs silenced by winter's grim embrace. But the frozen riverbank now hosts a shimmering respite from the gloomy cold in the form of garish tents, joyful shouts, and sumptuous smells. Vaale's Carnival has come to town.
Gaiety and laughter cut through the cold wind, and even the sky-shy sun peeks its face from around the gathering winter clouds. Children squeal with delight and gasp in awe at the sights, sounds, and smells of Vaale's Carnival. The Titan's Wheel creaks and groans as a burly lumberjack tests his might wit a hefty spin, a family rushes giggling into the sprawling ice maze to the north, and dozens of happy skaters flit about the rinks atop the frozen river. Carnival dolls are handed to wide-eyed townspeople as prizes and a menagerie of freakish creatures and glowing lights beckons the curious. Garish skirts and scanty veils call others to a different breed of voyeurism altogether. Treats and wonders abound for young and old to enjoy, and for a time, the harsh winter is forgotten in joyful revelry. There's nothing to indicate any sinister going on whatsoever, as the group surveys the happy smiles of the crowd.
* Please make a list of all items your character is carrying in an entry in their journal before tagging into this post! They are free to have requisitioned any equipment or weapons they desire beforehand.

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Definitely. [Her smile is pleased, mischievous, and grateful all at once.] I owe you one.
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So if you guys are done with the tonsil hockey?
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Sorry, i dont carry cash. [ He did mention that before hes sure. But look hes blushing, and ignoring his wound.]
I can if we pass an ATM? [ He thinks Kenzi is serious, oh god.]
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Were I in the habit of treating women as though they were all courtesans, I might consider as much. I've found that most are insulted by such treatment, however.
[S-such a gentleman. Except he really means that he doesn't pay people for wasting his time, even if he did enjoy the show.]
I assume we've finished here?
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Lead the way! [Cause I think we can all agree that Kenzi should not.]
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they find themselves back at the 'ice carving contest' - where lined up in rows are impressive blocks of ice, each standing about six feet high. dozens of revelers, including lumberjacks, children, pairs of giddy lovers, and more than one aspiring artist, gather round the blocks with hammers and chisels happily supplied by a pair of bushy-bearded gnomes. as one strong lumberjack chisels into a certain block, a spot check of 15+ can catch blood starting to trickle out of its interior... followed by severed ears, fingers, and worse, dropping to join the ice shavings at the blocks' bases. ] There.
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His spot check of 21 means that the severed body parts don't escape his notice though, which should explain his scathing judgment of Kenzi at the moment.]
I doubt they would turn away another willing volunteer. You ought to ask whether or not it's too late for you to participate.
[:)]
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We should get the participants away first, before we open fire on those things. Find a way to make them scatter.
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Holy.... [Well this place was one more body from being a b-movie.]
We need a chainsaw, or shotgun... Or a bloody priest to cleanse the place. [ Murder may unsettle him but he loved old horror flickss... And the evil dead.]
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Kenz. Those blocks aren't made of ice.
[Everything is fucking terrible.]
The easiest way to make things scatter is to scare them, right? Then, let's scare them.
[So she'll pull her gun, and fire it three times into the air.]
PARTY'S OVER KIDS!
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[Oh yeah, she makes the spot check this time (spot 16) and hurriedly goes for her gun because lbr if she keeps trying to use the crossbow there's more of a chance that she'll shoot herself.
and lmao. Instead she gets a Nat 20 Atk. 18 dmg, or if Penetration Damage is in play; 28dmg.
Kenzi Malikov. Either shooting her teammates or critting. There is no in between.]
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He flinched when Kenzi shot, of course he has reason to worry, he's still bleeding after all, but monkey see, monkey do. He pulled the gun back out but stops, calling over to Lissa.]
Hey! Do you think fire would be better right now than bullets? [ He wanted her thoughts before he whipped out a fire spell, namely with people around.]
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the chiseler that kenzi struck turns and mutters "Skin like ice, bones like glass, crack and snap and fractious smash!" kenzi has to make a will save...
the yellow toothed chiseler hurls an icicle shard at lis'sa (atk 12), which whizzes past her. ]
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So she'll shoot at the bug-eyed one (atk 18, dmg 8 if that hits).]
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But after Bo starts unloading on bug-eyed frosty, he zooms toward yellow tooth. No way in hell Klaus is biting that tho (he has standards ok), so he will settle for falcon punch (attack 22, damage 17+2 piercing=19). You know, assuming he gets close enough in one turn.]
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/init ] Nice shooting.
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