Author Topic: Campaign Thread VII: F___ Marriage... (Read 180884 times)

RobbyPants · « **Reply #140 on:** August 19, 2014, 07:34:20 AM »

"So, are we just waiting until we get to Florida, then?"

If so, Mustave goes upstairs to have a drink with Stasia and catch up on things.

Frogman55 · « **Reply #141 on:** August 19, 2014, 09:34:47 AM »

No reason to wait, is there?

RobbyPants · « **Reply #142 on:** August 19, 2014, 10:20:24 AM »

"Maybe not. How do we get there?"

bhu · « **Reply #143 on:** August 19, 2014, 04:49:51 PM »

"Traditionally the city runs planes to and from whatever city it parks over, particularly for Guilds. The fee is modest. You can also pay a caster to Teleport you, or fly if you're capable of it."

RobbyPants · « **Reply #144 on:** August 19, 2014, 08:55:53 PM »

"Does anyone have an easy way to get a group of us down to Florida, or do we have to hire it out? It seems like we should look into this pretty quickly."

bhu · « **Reply #145 on:** August 23, 2014, 02:19:15 AM »

Your secretary pipes up: "I believe it's 5 silver one way to use the shuttle. More if your group is particularly large or dangerous. Also you'll be putting your fate in the hands of Tinker Gnomes."

RobbyPants · « **Reply #146 on:** August 23, 2014, 08:00:37 AM »

"I don't know if that tinker gnome crack was supposed to talk me out of it, or not, but it didn't! Lets do this!"

bhu · « **Reply #147 on:** August 23, 2014, 03:13:58 PM »

"I'll get you all signed up then. You'll probably have till tomorrow, so get some rest."

"If no one objects I shall meet you at the docks at the appointed time then."

bhu · « **Reply #148 on:** August 25, 2014, 06:52:44 PM »

ooc: anyone has plans before teh big take off? Like researching Florida?

RobbyPants · « **Reply #149 on:** August 25, 2014, 09:01:42 PM »

Mustave will research after he has his drink with Stasia. He'll start by asking her about it.

bhu · « **Reply #150 on:** September 01, 2014, 03:30:31 AM »

ooc: sorry i missed your reply

"Florida is a shithole, the armpit of the universe. It's all Old Folks and Moral Majorists and weird cousin fuckers."

RobbyPants · « **Reply #151 on:** September 01, 2014, 10:22:02 PM »

Quote from: bhu on September 01, 2014, 03:30:31 AM

"Florida is a shithole, the armpit of the universe. It's all Old Folks and Moral Majorists and weird cousin fuckers."

"Ugh. Anything to avoid, other than the obvious?"

bhu · « **Reply #152 on:** September 02, 2014, 02:22:28 AM »

"Don't trust anyone, don't leave anyone or anything alone, don't fuck anybody unless you like weird problems requiring a Cleric, don't get involved with the locals, don't venture outside of the cities into the swamps, don't show off money, do make sure that you inspire a certain nervousness in people."

"Ans Skunk Apes. Leave them Skunk Apes alone."

ooc: anyone native with Knowledge: Geography or Local can make rolls.

bhu · « **Reply #153 on:** September 09, 2014, 02:53:33 AM »

You meet Philip Abernathy by the docks.

A small crazed looking gnome asks who will be paying the fee of 5 silver. His name is Captain Shitkicker, and he will be your pilot this fine morning. You really didn't think anything could undermine your confidence more until you see his ... aircraft. At least that's what he calls it. You probably call it "ohmyfuckingawd were all gonna die..."

RobbyPants · « **Reply #154 on:** September 09, 2014, 05:33:21 PM »

"This looks awesome! I'll pony up."

Mustave pays the man five silver.

bhu · « **Reply #155 on:** September 09, 2014, 05:50:22 PM »

You get a brief safety instructional speech which amounts to "buckle in securely, and if anything goes wrong we're all fucked, so make sure you're in good with your respective deities."

A few people drop out after that.

"Whelp, guess we lost the pussies. Rest a you strap in tight now."

Mr. Abernathy speaks up "I always enjoy these drops. They're so brisk and refreshing."

Your craft is then unceremoniously flung into the air by some unknown force, and you begin hurtling earthwards at what you are certain is 4,000 miles per hour.

Your captains reassuring speech to the passengers?: "AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAAAHAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

RobbyPants · « **Reply #156 on:** September 09, 2014, 10:10:25 PM »

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Mustave genuinely seems to be enjoying himself.

bhu · « **Reply #157 on:** September 11, 2014, 02:54:45 AM »

a screw from the pilots sitting area ricochets off your forehead

RobbyPants · « **Reply #158 on:** September 11, 2014, 10:36:59 AM »

Wheeeeeeeeee... Ow! Motherfucker! Shitkicker, next time, tell people to wear helmets!

Mustave takes his hands down from over his head and puts them over his face.

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

bhu · « **Reply #159 on:** September 11, 2014, 06:42:13 PM »

"helmets? Wut good would helmets do?"

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