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Subject: Re: About Damn Time [Grubby Awakening] Mon Jan 08, 2018 12:52 am
Initially the machine would react violently to the sudden blinding strike, though it would quickly lose balance and be knocked clean off its feet. Left in a confused heap on the ground with most of its vision completely impaired.
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Subject: Re: About Damn Time [Grubby Awakening] Mon Jan 08, 2018 1:09 am
Looks like I'm gettin' me somewhere! It tried to throw me off'a it but it just ain't workin'. I'm like a fuggen mosquito on this damn thing an' I'm out fer fuggen blood. I'll show that goddamn cocky motherfucker how a rogue do things, uppity prick. I pull my dagger out an' take a step backward, I kick off the damn thing's face an' get a shot at one more eye. Gonna make this thing blinder'n a fuggen bat, ya hear?
—Strength Name: Quick Old Bastard —Description: I don't mean to brag but I've been around the block a few times and to even get around once ya gotta be fast. Fast to notice things, fast to move, fast to get the hell out or fast to draw yer piece. If yer slow yer gonna be slow forever cuz yer gonna be fuggen dead.
Grubby's occupation and life experiences have honed his precision and reaction times, giving him a +10% Luck bonus.
—Strength Name: Git Yer Head Down! —Description: I dunno if anyone ever told ya this, but bein' friends with a wizard is a dangerous spot to be in. Even if he's on yer side just one mispronounced word and kablooey! No more stinky gob. Slingin' fireballs here, lightning bolts there, whole place is covered in a gatdamn snow storm for some reason, there's sheep every fuggen where... You learn to keep yer head down or lose it.
Grubby has first-hand experience with attacks that hit wide areas and has learned the hard way that they hit hard and they hurt. Grub has a 10% extra chance to dodge AoE attacks by ducking at the right time. He also has a slight advantage in dodging out of the way of traps that he triggers using the same experience.
—Weakness Name: Dumber'n a Box o' Shit —Description: So I got a friend named Hilderbrandt the Luminous 'n he's one o' them wizard magic folk. I know, I know, he picked it himself, I get my digs in whenever we're out havin' a pint. But yeah, he's the one that's good with the spells. I ain't even know how to read. You ain't need to read to stab a man in the gut anyway.
Grubby isn't skilled with the intricacies of magic, technology, or even that chain of logic that leads one to be capable with those tasks. True to his word, he also can't read. Grubby's PMstr is decreased by 15%.
—Weakness Name: Bad Back —Description: I been in the game a while, kid, and these old bones ain't gettin' any younger. Every time I get up in the mornin' sounds like a herd'a cattle are walkin' on acorns. When I bend down 'n pick somethin' up y'hear a crack like a whip. Holy fuggen Azmodeus I need to retire.
Grubby's an older goblin and isn't as spry as he used to be. If Grubby gets knocked down in battle he loses his Quick Old Bastard Strength and gains a 10% Luck penalty until the end of the battle or until a healing skill is used on him.
—Weakness Name: Newfangled Pieces of Crap —Description: So's I see I'm the only one totin' around a bow here. Everyone else got fancy schmancy iron boxes or wands or whatever the fuck that go "pop" and shit dies. That's swell, real fuggin' swell. You can dodge an arrow, catch it, bat it away, ya had options. How the hell do I compete with "point and go boom"? That shit ain't natural.
Grubby is easier to hit with Gun attacks by 10%.
Action:
Goin' fer another damn eye fer 10 Dex Pierce damage.
Still can't miss the motherfucker.
Crit on 7
Random number (1,10) :
9
"Gear"
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Subject: Re: About Damn Time [Grubby Awakening] Mon Jan 08, 2018 1:14 am
Despite literal sparks emitting from the ruins of the mechanical beasts eyes. Something willed it to keep trying, even if it had nearly no hope left anymore.
Build l Inflicts a small amount of Strike Damage to one enemy, has a 10% chance to inflict the Trapped Ailment. Trapped cuts the afflicted luck in half until they are hit again | 5% HP | Tier 1 - Target Grubby
Deals 7 Strike Damage.
Misses on 1:
Random number (1,10) :
5
Crits on 8:
Random number (1,10) :
1
Causes Trapped on 8:
Random number (1,10) :
1
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Subject: Re: About Damn Time [Grubby Awakening] Mon Jan 08, 2018 1:30 am
Ornery fuggen thing just don't know when to die. I took three a it's damn eyes, the fuck is this thing still thrashin' around? I pull my dagger out the thing an' it grows some damn balls, bats me away from its face finally. Not before I did some big damn damage to it though. Thing looks like it's held together outta sheer hate. Too bad I killed bigger an' meaner in my day.
"Hey boss, mind if I grab this one?"
I ain't in no mood to object, my ribs are fuggen achin' an' I just want this thing to die already. "Long as you go fer the last eye I ain't complainin'. Gotta even it out. I ain't about to look like some greenhorn in fronta the monster."
"Sure thing, boss."
"One blind, dead abomination, comin' up!"
Kesson Rel takes off, springin' off the edge'a the sliced up whatchamacallit and soars in fer a strike on its last eye. Let's see this thing hit the dirt already.
—Strength Name: Quick Old Bastard —Description: I don't mean to brag but I've been around the block a few times and to even get around once ya gotta be fast. Fast to notice things, fast to move, fast to get the hell out or fast to draw yer piece. If yer slow yer gonna be slow forever cuz yer gonna be fuggen dead.
Grubby's occupation and life experiences have honed his precision and reaction times, giving him a +10% Luck bonus.
—Strength Name: Git Yer Head Down! —Description: I dunno if anyone ever told ya this, but bein' friends with a wizard is a dangerous spot to be in. Even if he's on yer side just one mispronounced word and kablooey! No more stinky gob. Slingin' fireballs here, lightning bolts there, whole place is covered in a gatdamn snow storm for some reason, there's sheep every fuggen where... You learn to keep yer head down or lose it.
Grubby has first-hand experience with attacks that hit wide areas and has learned the hard way that they hit hard and they hurt. Grub has a 10% extra chance to dodge AoE attacks by ducking at the right time. He also has a slight advantage in dodging out of the way of traps that he triggers using the same experience.
—Weakness Name: Dumber'n a Box o' Shit —Description: So I got a friend named Hilderbrandt the Luminous 'n he's one o' them wizard magic folk. I know, I know, he picked it himself, I get my digs in whenever we're out havin' a pint. But yeah, he's the one that's good with the spells. I ain't even know how to read. You ain't need to read to stab a man in the gut anyway.
Grubby isn't skilled with the intricacies of magic, technology, or even that chain of logic that leads one to be capable with those tasks. True to his word, he also can't read. Grubby's PMstr is decreased by 15%.
—Weakness Name: Bad Back —Description: I been in the game a while, kid, and these old bones ain't gettin' any younger. Every time I get up in the mornin' sounds like a herd'a cattle are walkin' on acorns. When I bend down 'n pick somethin' up y'hear a crack like a whip. Holy fuggen Azmodeus I need to retire.
Grubby's an older goblin and isn't as spry as he used to be. If Grubby gets knocked down in battle he loses his Quick Old Bastard Strength and gains a 10% Luck penalty until the end of the battle or until a healing skill is used on him.
—Weakness Name: Newfangled Pieces of Crap —Description: So's I see I'm the only one totin' around a bow here. Everyone else got fancy schmancy iron boxes or wands or whatever the fuck that go "pop" and shit dies. That's swell, real fuggin' swell. You can dodge an arrow, catch it, bat it away, ya had options. How the hell do I compete with "point and go boom"? That shit ain't natural.
Grubby is easier to hit with Gun attacks by 10%.
Action:
Kesson Rel uses his Cutpurse Soul Skill for 22 Slash damage.
Skill Name: Cutpurse Persona Name: Kesson Rel Tier: Tier 2 Cost: 15% HP Type of Damage: Slash Description: "Sometimes fightin' ain't about puttin' holes in another motherfucker, sometimes it's about gettin' a leg up on the competition. Give and take, ya understand? And if they're givin' you a hard time cuz they got better stuff, might as well fuggen take it. Ain't no such thing as fightin' fair."
Kesson Rel performs a lunging slash at a single target, dealing moderate Slash damage as he attempts to steal something from them with the same fluid motion. When Grubby uses this attack in PvS he rolls 2d6. If the number matches he gains steals an item from the enemy as dictated by the GM.
In PvP and Dynamic PvS (and wherever else applicable such as QAS and dungeon traversal) if this move lands on a target Kesson Rel can take an item being openly worn or carried by the target (but not currently in their hands) and port it into Grubby's hands or pockets or take an item that Grubby is in possession of and reverse-pickpocket it onto a target without their knowledge if they have no way to oppose him (being outclashed, a Strength that can prevent theft, Strength to notice the reverse-pickpocket and remove the item quickly, etc.). The opponent will always get a chance to oppose the action when the attack connects, it's never an auto success. Grubby can choose not to deal damage with this attack if he's just trying to pickpocket/reverse-pickpocket.
In PvP this won't steal something from another player's Inventory but instead will deny the opponent the use of that item for the remainder of combat.
Miss on 3
Random number (1,10) :
3
Crit on 7
Random number (1,10) :
3
Rolling for Sleight of Hand
Random number (1,6) :
3
Random number (1,6) :
3
"Gear"
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Subject: Re: About Damn Time [Grubby Awakening] Mon Jan 08, 2018 1:37 am
The creature could barely move...
It's circuits were fried...
It could see its end coming soon...
Yet with one last surge of power, it would strike back.
Bufu | Inflicts a small amount of Ice damage to one enemy. | 4 SP | Tier 1 - Target Grubby
Deals 13 Ice Damage.
Misses on 1:
Random number (1,10) :
4
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Subject: Re: About Damn Time [Grubby Awakening] Mon Jan 08, 2018 1:46 am
".........."
"............"
"......ya fuggen missed."
".....guess so. Whoops."
"Yer a fuggen disgrace. Here, I'll mash yer damn peas an' carrots fer ya snookums." As soon as I say that the damn already fuggen dead piece'a shit sprays me with more cold. Now I fuggen tell ya. I'm sick a the goddamn cold. I'm sick a bein' fuggen tired an' gettin' my ass beat like red-headed step child. Most of all I'm tired'a fightin' this goddamn thing. Jagoff in the black coat's miles off by now an' he ain't gettin' any closer. So I ain't even pick a single damn foot up.
"Fuggen goddamn sumbitch HEY ASSHOLE! CATCH!" I twist my dagger in my fingers an' throw it at the last eye. Goddamn cocky 'lil spitfuck, fuggen kids today...
—Strength Name: Quick Old Bastard —Description: I don't mean to brag but I've been around the block a few times and to even get around once ya gotta be fast. Fast to notice things, fast to move, fast to get the hell out or fast to draw yer piece. If yer slow yer gonna be slow forever cuz yer gonna be fuggen dead.
Grubby's occupation and life experiences have honed his precision and reaction times, giving him a +10% Luck bonus.
—Strength Name: Git Yer Head Down! —Description: I dunno if anyone ever told ya this, but bein' friends with a wizard is a dangerous spot to be in. Even if he's on yer side just one mispronounced word and kablooey! No more stinky gob. Slingin' fireballs here, lightning bolts there, whole place is covered in a gatdamn snow storm for some reason, there's sheep every fuggen where... You learn to keep yer head down or lose it.
Grubby has first-hand experience with attacks that hit wide areas and has learned the hard way that they hit hard and they hurt. Grub has a 10% extra chance to dodge AoE attacks by ducking at the right time. He also has a slight advantage in dodging out of the way of traps that he triggers using the same experience.
—Weakness Name: Dumber'n a Box o' Shit —Description: So I got a friend named Hilderbrandt the Luminous 'n he's one o' them wizard magic folk. I know, I know, he picked it himself, I get my digs in whenever we're out havin' a pint. But yeah, he's the one that's good with the spells. I ain't even know how to read. You ain't need to read to stab a man in the gut anyway.
Grubby isn't skilled with the intricacies of magic, technology, or even that chain of logic that leads one to be capable with those tasks. True to his word, he also can't read. Grubby's PMstr is decreased by 15%.
—Weakness Name: Bad Back —Description: I been in the game a while, kid, and these old bones ain't gettin' any younger. Every time I get up in the mornin' sounds like a herd'a cattle are walkin' on acorns. When I bend down 'n pick somethin' up y'hear a crack like a whip. Holy fuggen Azmodeus I need to retire.
Grubby's an older goblin and isn't as spry as he used to be. If Grubby gets knocked down in battle he loses his Quick Old Bastard Strength and gains a 10% Luck penalty until the end of the battle or until a healing skill is used on him.
—Weakness Name: Newfangled Pieces of Crap —Description: So's I see I'm the only one totin' around a bow here. Everyone else got fancy schmancy iron boxes or wands or whatever the fuck that go "pop" and shit dies. That's swell, real fuggin' swell. You can dodge an arrow, catch it, bat it away, ya had options. How the hell do I compete with "point and go boom"? That shit ain't natural.
Grubby is easier to hit with Gun attacks by 10%.
Action:
If ya want somethin' done do it yer damn self. I'm gonna stab this motherfucker for the most painful damn 10 Dex Pierce damage I can fuggen do. Mother'a fuggen Pelor.
Miss on 3
Random number (1,10) :
7
Crit on 7
Random number (1,10) :
9
CWIS
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Subject: Re: About Damn Time [Grubby Awakening] Mon Jan 08, 2018 6:56 pm
EXISTENCE NULLIFIED
VICTORY:
YOU WIN! YOU WIN! YOU WIN!
YOU EARNED THIS
Grubby: 80vc 65xp
WOAH! That Battle was Jumpen! Take another spin!
SHUFFLE TIME!!!
1: Medicine X2
2: Snuff Soul X2
3: Double XP
4: Double VC
5: Scrap Of Paper
Random number (1,10) :
2
The beast fell with nothing but a splintering crash... Grubby had survived... Now he just needed to get out of here.
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Subject: Re: About Damn Time [Grubby Awakening] Mon Jan 08, 2018 7:11 pm
In the tepid abyss of the subconscious the deck would shuffle, deciding fate and fortune with a single draw.
The card is drawn. The Two of Cups. A dark hand reaches through the veil and grips it by the edge, tearing it in two. "I reject your Destiny, I elect to choose my own."
Shuffle Time +1 Cheat at Cards | Allows the team to retry their shuffle time once each time. They lose whatever they previously gained if they attempt to use this skill. | Passive | Tier 1
Kesson Rel shuffles the deck and draw...
Random number (1,10) :
6
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Subject: Re: About Damn Time [Grubby Awakening] Mon Jan 08, 2018 7:15 pm
OOC:
I was given instruction to roll once more out of 5, here goes nothin'.
The Stolen Demi-God pulls the Ace from his sleeve...
Random number (1,5) :
1
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Subject: Re: About Damn Time [Grubby Awakening] Mon Jan 08, 2018 7:54 pm
When my dagger lands in the damn things face it falls to the ground screamin' an' twitchin' 'fore it ain't twitchin' no more. Broken glass, bendin' steel, just like the magic floatin' cart what took me here in the first place. Ain't even a proper giant fuggen monster, it's just a damn golem. I'm startin' not to like the damn things. 'Least this one ain't upcharge me fer fuggen crabapple juice. Hot damn if I could get away with what I just did to this thing on that rusted ass bucket'a shit at the shop there, I'd be one happy gob I tell ya. But right now I gotta get my ass movin'. I'm tired an' I don't wanna do it but I gots to anyway. My fuggen bones ache, my damn head's poundin', lungs feel like I swallowed a fistfull'a sand... *OoooOOOUUUFF aHuh aHuh! Kmm kmm kmm hmm hmm hmm huck hack!* I gotta take a knee, I gotta take a damn knee. These old lungs ain't used to so much excitement no more, not without a warm-up first. Gonna quit that damn pipe one day is what I'd say if I didn't already have it out an' fumblin' my shakin' hands fer a tinder twig. Yeah right... I'll fuggen quit when I'm dead, who're we kiddin'?
Weakness:
—Weakness Name: Damn Dirty Habit —Description: Uuuuooof...! *hack hack wheeze hack hack* Myaaaah... Fuck it sucks gettin' old... Been smokin' since, what, I killed my first boar? Mind you I mighta been no more than three rotations at the time. Anyway moral of this lil' story is don't ever smoke and if you do yer gonna look like me one day. Well maybe not this bad, but trust me it's gonna be ugly.
Grubby is a heavy smoker, favoring pipes and cigars and when he's not on a job he's constantly lighting up. This obviously impacts his stamina and after a long flurry of activity he might just break out into a coughing fit. The smell lingers too, and anything attempting to find him via scent will locate him more easily.
I'm tempted to just sit here an' nurse my fuggen pipe fer a bit as I squat on the ground fer a moment, but my common sense kicks in as I puff a few puffs.
We don't have time for that, we need to track that guy down. On your feet old timer.
"*tzzzzzzz... pheeeew* ...fugoff, kid. Gimme a damn second to catch my breath. What're the odds'a that guy bein' anywhere nearby anyhow? Prolly miles away by now, I don't fuggen blame'im."
Since when did we ever give a damn about the odds?
"Point taken, Fumbles."
Put out your pipe and get. Moving. You'll lose him if you don't start now.
"Pain in the ass kid, tell me to get goin', the fuck don't you get goin' cock suckin' sonuva..."
After the couple puffs I take I tap my pipe on the ground an' get standin'. My back an' knees don't wanna but too damn bad, they ain't in charge, I is. I look around fer a second an' I get my hund'rd gold question: Which way that pig fugger go? On the one hand he would'a ran away from the monster. On the other if it were his he would'a ran behind it to block his escape. Yeah... yeah... I been here before. The bad guy always hides behind some big nasty motherfucker. Already got me some treasure fer slayin' this overgrown lobster special, if yer gettin' into fights with ugly motherfuckers means yer goin' the right way. My muscles are quiverin' harder'n a halfling in prison but I just fuggen ignore'em. I'll fuggen get over it. Hurts every damn day just sittin' around bein' a salty old goblin, the hell do I care they hurt now? I start goin' down the cart tracks where that big golem came from, pullin' my knife outta what's left a that freezy greasy jagoff's face as I jog by. I'm comin' fer ya asshat. Hope ya brought yer appetite, cuz I'm gonna fuggen stab you a buncha times.
...I'm fuggen tired, aright? Pretend I said somethin' badass or some shit.
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Subject: Re: About Damn Time [Grubby Awakening] Tue Jan 09, 2018 1:44 am
As Grubby left the tram, the very first thing he would notice was the damage this Builder had caused to the tunnel. For several meters the tracks had been pulled up and torn as if they were paper clips, the tram cars shredded like paper-mache. Yet, the most striking thing about the scene, was the thin layer of black slime that seemed to coat everything. Upon closer inspection it smelled a lot like something Grubby had a great bit of experience with, Blood. Copious amounts of blood, with a hint of something... Else. Something he had smelled once before for only an instant.
If he could place the smell, well that was on him.
No sign of the man yet.
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Subject: Re: About Damn Time [Grubby Awakening] Tue Jan 09, 2018 2:48 am
As I get goin' I get a whiff a all the destruction that damn thing caused. Shredded the carriage like a damn cheese cloth. Looks more like a well-loved suck under a kid's bed than some magic wagon now, maybe covered in a 'lil less slimy mystery juice. Looks like the scene of a massacre, smells like it too. Ain't no mistaken the scent'a blood, not to this old man's nose. I smelled a lotta the stuff in my day, mine an' other people's. Fuggen messy life I had. Brings back memories but these ones ain't good ones like fightin' big motherfuckers an' bein' a hero. Nah, nah... I'm not about to get into what this reminds me of. It's shit you ain't need to know an' I ain't wanna think about. I got more important shit to take care'a anyways. I slow down just a bit to a quick walk, keepin' my eyes open an' my ears like a fuggen rabbit's. Ain't nothin' gonna catch me with my ass hangin' out, but I gotta slow down to see what's goin' on with this fuggen oozy shit. Could be an ochre jelly if I ain't lucky. S'long as it ain't fuggen crabapple juice. This where the blood smell come from... an' somethin' else. The shit reminds me'a what Kesson Rel pulled outta that damn monster, so I'm thinkin' it's gotta be connected somehow but I ain't fuggen smart like the wizard is. Can't be its blood, it weren't bleedin' when I first saw the damn thing. Not til I made it. Fuggen golems, I swear to fuggen Azmodeus. I ain't see that backstabbin' fuckstick neither, guess he didn't come this way. Makes sense, guy was headed in the other direction when I first saw'im. Came outta the back cart up toward the front 'fore he sicked fuggen Fido on me. Prolly nothin' here, big ass scorpion just came this way, everythin's gotta be dead or gone.
...everyone's gotta be dead or gone!
There weren't no one on the carriage when I got on, I was fuggen alone. But it smells like blood, place is covered in it. That scorpion weren't bleedin' when I saw it so I know fer a fact it ain't do it. It had'ta be that jagoff what did this. He came outta the back, was there people back there an' I ain't see'em? .....was there fuggen people back there?! I grind my damn teeth thinkin' about it, I can't fuggen stand'em. Warlocks. Creepy jaded smarmy fucks that gotta dick around with eldritch bullshit. Yeah, I fuggen said "eldritch", I know what that word is. This ain't the first time I seen a blood sacrifice, son. I'm thinkin' I might be able to piece it together. If this guy did what I think he did he's gotta die an' it's no longer fuggen personal. This motherfucker's a problem I'm in the business'a solvin' an' brother, business is fuggen boomin'.
I gotta fuggen know. I gotta know what the fuck happened with this bullshit. This monster come outta nowhere or did some magic asshole shit'im into existence? I keep goin' down the path'a destruction an' carnage, this thing came from somewheres. Don't think any a the bumps I felt on the way here was runnin' over some damn land crab. This thing either came from someplace or it didn't an' I'm gonna figure out which.
Action:
Grubby continues in the direction he was heading, through the torn up tracks.
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Subject: Re: About Damn Time [Grubby Awakening] Tue Jan 09, 2018 5:34 pm
As he traveled through the tunnels, Grubby would find more of the thick black slime here and there, growing more sparse as he went. The dim lights continued to illuminate his path, though to say the path was clear would be untrue.
Gubby would continue down this path for a good ten minutes without encountering anything, however, should he go far enough he would eventually come across an abandoned station. Judging from debris and dust, no one had used it in quite some time.
Down the path, grubby could clearly see the light from the terminal he had started from.
He could easily continue and give this abandoned site a pass, or give it a quick once over.
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Subject: Re: About Damn Time [Grubby Awakening] Tue Jan 09, 2018 9:58 pm
The farther I go the less I keep seein' it til I ain't see none'a it no more. That ain't good, nosir it ain't fuggen good. Means two things both'a which are a pain in my ass. Fer one thing that means he prolly ain't go this way an' I'm wastin' my damn time. An' another thing is there ain't no sign that nasty ass bug sumbitch came from over here. Pisses me right the fuck off. Gonna turn that asshole's head 'round backwards when I find'im if I'm thinkin' what happened happened the way it did. But I'm gonna have to ask 'round about that. Now I ain't book smart but ya learn a bit about the world when it's spittin' on ya from up above an' it's about how word gets around. I can find out what I wanna know later on, gotta be a Thieves Guild 'round these parts somewhere. Where ya got two motherfuckers an' one'a them wants somethin' the other's got ya gots yerself a Thieves Guild. Ya wanna know the fuck I'm worryin' about this shit fer? Well I'd tell ya I didn't know jackasses could talk but reason is I got a lotta time on my hands. I been joggin' down this tunnel fer what seem like ages, keepin' to the outside track so's I can get low an' hide if I need to, let's me see what's comin' better. My ribs are fuggen squeezin' my damn lungs an' my fuggen calves feel like they got branded but I'm still kickin' so I'm still movin'. Nice an' dark down here, just the way I like it, but what I don't fuggen enjoy is how I ain't come across this motherfucker yet. Just like I thought he's long fuggen gone, prolly the other way too. Ain't no use cryin' over spilled ale.
I slow up to a prowl when I come across another set'a lights. Looks just like the caravan stop I got off on, only this one ain't got nobody on it in a long time. I figure makin' that magic bullshit come to a halt ain't an exact science so maybe there's a chance he come this way. Good thing too, cuz farther down I see somethin' a 'lil more friendlier I recognize. But Grubby ain't no pussy. I came to stab me some black coat jagoff an' the dagger ain't goin' back in the sheath til it gets nice an' wet. I stay low to the ground an' hoist myself up, stickin' to the shadows, ain't makin' a sound. Hard as it is with my eyeballs tryin'a pop outta my skull what with all the damn smokin' I do. I stifles a cough that shakes my rib cage as I get a good look over the ground here. Place is dusty, ain't no one been here in ages. I know what a fuggen crypt look like an' I know how to look fer the signs. Dusty place like this'd leave footprints if this asshole came down here an' if he did I'm gonna introduce him to his fuggen maker.
Strength/Weakness:
—Strength Name: Gotdamn Sneaky Jagoff —Description: Lemme tell ya a secret. Ya wanna know the best way to survive runnin' in to an Orc patrol...? ...ya don't let'em see ya! Khaaaaaaa ha ha *hack hack wheeze*... Urgh... I gotta kick the pipe one'a these days... but yeah, I done things I ain't proud of. Things I ain't gonna talk about and no one's gonna know cuz no one saw me do'em.
Grubby is a rogue by trade, a distinction he makes between thieves and brigands on the merit that he helps do good with his talents. Old Grub knows how to travel silently, hide from anyone looking for him, pick locks and disable traps, and generally go unnoticed.
—Weakness Name: Damn Dirty Habit —Description: Uuuuooof...! *hack hack wheeze hack hack* Myaaaah... Fuck it sucks gettin' old... Been smokin' since, what, I killed my first boar? Mind you I mighta been no more than three rotations at the time. Anyway moral of this lil' story is don't ever smoke and if you do yer gonna look like me one day. Well maybe not this bad, but trust me it's gonna be ugly.
Grubby is a heavy smoker, favoring pipes and cigars and when he's not on a job he's constantly lighting up. This obviously impacts his stamina and after a long flurry of activity he might just break out into a coughing fit. The smell lingers too, and anything attempting to find him via scent will locate him more easily.
Impact:
Long as nothin' can fuggen smell me I ain't gettin' seen too easy, buddy. Ain't the first time I sneak around abandoned spooky piles'a shit.
Action:
I stick to the goddamn dark an' have a looksee, mostly lookin' fer footprints.
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Subject: Re: About Damn Time [Grubby Awakening] Wed Jan 10, 2018 1:49 pm
As grubby entered the abandoned station, sticking to the shadows, he would quickly find a set of somewhat fresh footprints leading deeper into the area. From a cursory glance the footprints looked to be about the size of a Baseline Human's. The footprints lead up the past the set of stairs going up and down a second flight of stairs, leading deeper into the station. Grubby would pass several floors of what looked like a ruined office building as he went down. Clearly abandoned decades if not centuries ago.
Should grubby fallow them down he would begin to hear a low moaning, fallowed shortly by a light scuttling sound.
The further down Grubby went the more pronounced the footprints became as the dust got thicker. However, should he go deep enough, several other sets of foot prints would join the pair of baseline Human ones. These looking much more like talons and coming in sets of four.
The Scuttling sound grows louder the deeper you go. As does the groaning.... yet your travel is lonely until...
Grubby comes across a new friend pinned to the wall. It's mouth snapping at him as he goes by...