Re: RtD- A Dying Universe - SO META
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Roll 22 - Day 4747
Harzipan - Isaac 10:Through a stroke of beautiful athleticism you throw a rag at England. He dons the cloth and sits down.
You feel as though he was going to use it for something else but decided to not.
You decide to begin the game.
"Hey, let's start eh? I'll go first"From the eye-rolling and various mutters of your comrades you can tell they don't want you to go first.
Screw them!Since everyone has a character you assume it would be best if everyone rolled for themselves. You begin to take a roll to determine what the outcome of your actions may be before realizing you did not enter any actions to begin with.
"Ugh, give me that."Handing the dice to Bodil, you sneakily eye at England's nethers, now with the package wrapped. You space out as the others start discussing how to play.
"..And that's how I think we should start."Murmurs of agreement hover into your absent ears as your eyes stay fixed to Jonathon's dickdome.
"Isaac, stop staring at Jon's penis and listen!"You snap back to awareness.
"Huh?""We need someone to be the GM! We were considering Bodil for the job.""Oh, OK."You mull over the idea of running the game.. Hm. You DO have quite the imagination!
Suddenly something happens, but you don't pay attention. You go back to eyeing Jon's bulge.
Roast Veg - Bodil 5:You wait for the game to start but soon come to the conclusion that you probably have to do something to make that happen.
"Alright, so how these things normally work for those uninclined is: There's a gamemaster, and he pretty much describes the game as it plays out, and he rolls for the players and stuff. We need to figure out who. I could be the GM, and I figure we could start off on an abandoned station or something. . ."You ramble on about your ideas for about 5 minutes. Havelock pays a curious amount of attention to your plans and nods accordingly with almost every statement you make. Isaac stares at Jon's crotch, but you really can't be asked to get his focus anyway. Waqu listens quietly. Jon seems disinterested but it's clear he's listening regardless.
After the sermon of brainstorming passes the others think for a few minutes about your ideas. You watch as Havelock slowly comes into understanding of what Isaac is directing his attention to.
"Isaac, stop staring at Jon's penis and listen!""Huh?""We need someone to be the GM! We were considering Bodil for the job.""Oh, OK."Do you want to be the GM?
You ask this to yourself until you see a strange.. almost.. vortex? of energy swirl around near the rules card.
"What the ♥♥♥♥..?"Unwoundpath - Waqu 4:You wait out Bodil's long speech on his ideas. You spot a weird floating about of lights above the game rules. It seems that it's trying to manifest into a shape or silhouette?? Whatever it is, it's
preeetty spooky, Scoobs.TheKebbit - Havelock 7:Bodil's plans fascinate you, but before you can really divulge on what YOU think, a small whirlwind of.. lightning, maybe? appears above the paper that is the game's rules.
You can't be sure, but you think you can almost see a figure in there.
"Whoa, what the hell?" CrazyMLC - Jonathon 6:The game almost begins, but Bodil explains why it can't. Then he explains why he should be the gamemaster. You get bored of his preaching fast, but nonetheless listen attentively. A smoky apparition flutters about the table. What is this bull♥♥♥♥?
WORLD EVENTS
A SOMETHING appears above the table. Though everyone seems to see it differently, everyone sees it anyway. Except Isaac, he's too caught up in being major homo.
The SOMETHING starts making subtle noises...
Perhaps it's trying to communicate..?