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Using reliable sources (internet) I've confirmed that Lifeguard is a job that was created in the 20th century.
I wish I missed the RPs where I could socially elbow with the upper crust and make contacts and connections. ...that is to say, I've never had the pleasure of such a conversation.
The closest was a party I infiltrated as a businessman to gather info. I had great lines written down to use and my disguise was perfectly put together. I researched!
...and the before I could gather any info the GM had a dragon crash the party and eat half the guests. :(
The closest was a party I infiltrated as a businessman to gather info. I had great lines written down to use and my disguise was perfectly put together. I researched!
...and the before I could gather any info the GM had a dragon crash the party and eat half the guests. :(
His blatant honesty about the event is a clear warning sign. An NPC who is a stranger and/or potential rival is always a threat. Honesty usually means that you're so far out of your league that they don't even think you're worth lying to. Even amongst NPC allies, it's dangerous to get the straight scoop.
But other than that, I'm sure this will all go...swimmingly.
But other than that, I'm sure this will all go...swimmingly.
That sounds like my last D&D group. Tended to do a lot of "Preventative Murderin'" to prevent backstabbing disease. :3
Twilight: No Pinkie, they're speaking in metaphor.
Pinkie: Aw darn, and I took goblin as my only bonus language.
Twilight: ...
Funny thing is, you're not wrong on that. I can totally see this happening on the sidelines.
Griffon for sure. That's why you've got to watch Pinkie like a hawk.
You watch her like she's a griffon like a hawk.
AJ: Don't you mean bathing *suit*, Pinkie?
PP: Nope! Bathing suite! It's like having an entire spa to yourself!
AJ: You can't wear a suite.
PP: I didn't say it was a very large suite, did I?
PP: Nope! Bathing suite! It's like having an entire spa to yourself!
AJ: You can't wear a suite.
PP: I didn't say it was a very large suite, did I?
I find myself trying to combine D&D and Jane Austen, and it's making my mind hurt.
Wait, I've got it:
"It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a player character in possession of a dragon's horde must be in want of a cohort."
Wait, I've got it:
"It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a player character in possession of a dragon's horde must be in want of a cohort."
"I have always been of the opinion that a player character who desires to enter the Tomb of Horrors should know either everything or nothing. Which do you know?"
"To lose one parent, Mr. Worthing, may be regarded as a misfortune. To lose both looks like the standard player character's backstory."
"My friend Doctor Nordeau asserts that all PCs are insane, but what he forgets is that all sane men are NPCs."
Of course, but that's closer to World of Darkness, at least in feel. Meanwhile, Sense, Sensibility, and Sea Creatures is a steampunk Call of Cthulhu variant.
I'm just waiting for the natural 1 roll that Twilight gets for her... trashing? What's the word I am looking for here?
Dance of ruin? Usually, that's reserved for vrocks, but it seems appropriate.
My guess? Rarity will wind up burning the Dainty Dove identity to get out of this one.
Or, what if Mr. Pants decides to hire this group as "deniable assets" for an important mission? Since they don't know who Mr. Pants really is, it's the perfect set up to launder the job so as it can't be traced back to him. :D
I wonder why he's being so kind to the woman who murdered him.
Um... did I miss a session? Cause that sounds interesting.
Though his speculation, while improbable, is enough to make me nervous...
at this point everything that comes out of Raxon sounds interesting.
The kind of interesting that encompasses and runs gamut of fascination caused by ongoing trainwreck and traditional Chinese meaning of 'interesting times'.
The kind of interesting that encompasses and runs gamut of fascination caused by ongoing trainwreck and traditional Chinese meaning of 'interesting times'.
And for what purpose. Perhaps it was Elusive, who has great use for high ranking socialite such as Fancy Pants, and can benefit greatly from having him obey every whim.
I have little doubt that Rarity might get away with this, but then this comic would have no impact on the characters in attempting a "Search and Rescue", which means two of our champions are currently biding their time.
well, just last seesion my group had to go on an underconver mission. our current campoagin is based on time travel, and one of our party had gotten imprisioned by a "Guild" of psycics in the far future.
only thing was via time paradox one of the rescue party was the person we were there to rescue!basicly a futuree version to help rescue his past self. we posed as janitors and a magician.
I ended up in a janitorial combat with the real janitor, who was not happy to see someone else doing his job.
i possed a challenge to him, if he could prove himself as the better janitor i would leave peacefully the challenge was he had to prove he knew the place insideout, and could clean it while he had my backpage on his head to block sight smell and hearing. only i did not tell him that it was a backpack of holding, and inside it was my pet giant prehistoric dino snake, that i had tamed while exploring a primordial jungle a few sessions before hand. I call her Ms. Huggy.
ms. huggy reached out and wraped him head first,with her tail and draged him into the bag of holding, and well, you can imgine what happened next.
As for our pretend magician, he convinced the psycic gaurds using his ninja skills to conivince them to drink druged tea, and look at a mind swaping crystal we stole from a bad to take them out, then i hacked into the main frame and caused a massive prison riot, so we got our buddy safe and sound.
only thing was via time paradox one of the rescue party was the person we were there to rescue!basicly a futuree version to help rescue his past self. we posed as janitors and a magician.
I ended up in a janitorial combat with the real janitor, who was not happy to see someone else doing his job.
i possed a challenge to him, if he could prove himself as the better janitor i would leave peacefully the challenge was he had to prove he knew the place insideout, and could clean it while he had my backpage on his head to block sight smell and hearing. only i did not tell him that it was a backpack of holding, and inside it was my pet giant prehistoric dino snake, that i had tamed while exploring a primordial jungle a few sessions before hand. I call her Ms. Huggy.
ms. huggy reached out and wraped him head first,with her tail and draged him into the bag of holding, and well, you can imgine what happened next.
As for our pretend magician, he convinced the psycic gaurds using his ninja skills to conivince them to drink druged tea, and look at a mind swaping crystal we stole from a bad to take them out, then i hacked into the main frame and caused a massive prison riot, so we got our buddy safe and sound.
Funny thing about being an old hand at D&D is that I remember there were settings where needing to be social was necessary. Ravenloft, for example. Or Planescape. There were times where playing the Victorian social games was preferred.
Mind you, you were just as often talking with a monster who could pull kill you beyond being resurrect-able. Old D&D was like that.
Mind you, you were just as often talking with a monster who could pull kill you beyond being resurrect-able. Old D&D was like that.
Rainbow Dash: Come on! Get a room already!
DM: He's married.
Rainbow Dash: Well, you wouldn't think it, the way they're bantering. Do ALL the nobles here talk like they're in a 19th-century romance novel?
Twilight Sparkle: That's... an awfully specific simile, coming from you.