[GRIM TALES] Wulf Ratbane's SLAVELORDS of CYDONIA

[Fenris]

[OOC: Brigitta clicks her heels together and repeats, "There's no place like home...there's no place like home."]

~ OO

OOC: It's a little late for that sweetheart.

No, you're rolling to determine who gets shot now, and who I have to chase down.

OOC: Damn, not even a smilie on that one. You know Wulf's been waiting since August to use it too.

 

[Wulf Ratbane]

Seriously: Any sign of a portal behind us?

Still there.

 

[BryonD]

The first instant I can:

Joshua fires both guns straight up and takes two menacing steps forward at the beasts

"Run Away!!! Back through the gate!!! Everyone!" He Shrieks.

"AAAAAAARRRG"

I'll fire as many shots into the air as I can. None are proper attacks, I'm just blasting rounds for the BOOM effect while determinedly moving toward the creatures.

 

[Wulf Ratbane]

"Run Away!!! Back through the gate!!! Everyone!" He Shrieks.

O! Delicious irony.

 

[Hjorimir]

Bill is fast!!!

Initiative is 20.

 

[Wulf Ratbane]

Initiative rolls for five squads of five troopers (1d20+2=3, 1d20+2=17, 1d20+2=18, 1d20+2=4, 1d20+2=21)

Squad 5 = 21
Bill = 20
Squad 3 = 18
Brigitta = 17
Squad 2 = 17
Joshua = 16
Rawley = 13
Teddy = 4
Squad 4 = 4
Squad 1 = 3
Haskins = ? (Don't need it yet, but I do need something...)


With accuracy and discipline, the first squad opened fire, concentrating on Joshua, the first one through the portal. The first thing that sprang to Joshua's mind was that they looked like a firing squad, but on (very brief) reflection it occurred to him that they were systematically neutralizing one target at a time.

Squad 5 opens fire... (1d20+7=8, 1d20+7=24, 1d20+7=22, 1d20+7=27, 1d20+7=15)

The tips of their crystalline rifles glowed an eerie green, before releasing a blast of growling, rumbling energy that smacked into Joshua like a punch to the gut. He felt his insides shaking, churning, turning to jelly. He lost his struggle against unconsciousness, unfortunately, mere moments after losing the struggle against rising nausea, and collapsed drunkenly into the upended remains of his breakfast.

"Run awayyyyyyyyyy...." he moaned. "B-back throoourp gurgle...."

Damage rolls. (2d10+2d10+4d10=34)

I activated a critical hit on you, Bryon! Enjoy the action point!

Bill's eyes darted around, looking for cover. There were crates and barrels-- Iron? Why are they made of iron?-- stacked along the walls of the room, pushed haphazardly out of the area of the portal. To his left, one squad guarded a pair of double doors. To his right, another squad guarded a single door.

Three squads of five aliens were formed up in the center of the room-- facing the portal!-- under the command of what Bill knew were two croc-headed officers.

Dash for cover or head back into the portal... he thought. Think, man, think!

His mind raced, struggling to take it all in.



I have an ugly battlemap ready, if anyone really wants/needs me to post it.

 

[Fenris]

Sorry, must've got mixed up with who was through and misread "everyone"

Init (1d20+2=21)

 

[BryonD]

Damage rolls. (2d10+2d10+4d10=34)

Hmmmm

17 HP - 3 for CON Damage - 34 = -20

Can I spend APs in heaven?

Please post the map, I'm planning my next move. just kidding, of course.




Joshua lies very still.

 

[Wulf Ratbane]

Joshua lies very still.

You don't feel dead.

 

[nakia]

Joshua lies very still.

[middle school gamer] I take his stuff [/middle school gamer]

Teddy stands, frozen and staring at the crocodile men.

(at least until his abysmal initiative)