As Bayaal was swinging his uselessly heavy club, and eating for the female goblin to reply, he heard the voice of a weird, wrinkly, old goblin call everyone towards him. He recognized the voice as the one who named him. So he gathered with the other goblins around the old gob and listened to what he had to say.
From what Bayaal could understand, he was tasked with learning to fend for himself. The mere thought of going outside to face......whatever it is outside killed him. But, his wall was there and behind his wall, he could face anything. Figuratively of course.
With that I mind, he knew he needed to be strong. That was the only way to overcome whatever it was that made him feel the way he did around everyone and everything. "Hey, little Gob, let's go hunt and get fed." Bayaal said to his new...."friend" I guess.
Leaving, the saw a forest full of trees and bushes and all kinds of things. He left unarmed and ready for anything. Okay, maybe not anything but he did not leave alone and it seemed other goblins were doing the same thing. However, their success was not going to be his. He wanted to be proud of himself and be a Goblin who could stand on his own two feet. Even if he was terrified of the world deep down inside.
First thing he did was stick to cover. He didn't want to get found out by the prey that he was stalking. Though he didn't know he was stalking. He just wanted to not get caught. He stayed quiet as possible, looking back and signaling to Fii, the goblin he Befriended, to stay quiet as well.
They looked everywhere for food hoping to find something they could eat. Something that will help to prove their dominance?
Within the middle of the great city, within the loft of a tall tower, we come to one of the younger souls of our little corner, Kiddeadpool. Or as so many know him to be as KDP. Brash, impulsive, and brazen, the normally mild-mannered denizens of the corner quickly came to know him as a person who wasn't afraid at all to get into the face of others. Yet he did not do this simply for the sake of intimidation, but rather he does so in the defiance of what he believes is right. Reckless in some points, and reserved in others, I can imagine that he sits quite comfortably in the corner of his home to write. Accompanied by the tall back of a stiff, but comfortable chair draped in intricate wooden ingrains and blackened leather, some could say that he looks akin to a diabolical supervillain when he writes. With a debonair smirk, he writes his descriptive passages with a distinguishable confidence. His writing tool of choice is that of a paintbrush draped in black upon papyrus or canvas. To which every single letter is written with the same kind of passion one would find when wielding a sword.
Words from Mischeif/Trouble/Fiesty-Pants/The Hawk's Eye
With the ugly wrinkly goblin finally getting on with things, their first true mission was given to them as well as the one true 'law' of the cave. Rend was pleased with the mission, she can finally get out of the cave and get to work. After witnessing the ugly wrinkly goblin's skills, she now had a firm goal to start with. She'll surpass his strength and get rid of him. Why? Well, who knows exactly, Rend is only one day old after all.
Anyways, to start with, she'll need to get out of the cave and hunt. However, she probably wouldn't be able to get anything done by herself and would likely need another body to go with her. Though, in truth, by bringing another goblin along, as much as they disgust her, she'll be able to collect and profit more. Looking for a goblin to mani-----to work with, Rend began her search.
She didn't really care if they were strong or anything, though it would be great if they were, as long as they served their purpose as a meat shield, that's all that was important. It was preferred that they were hot-headed, fearless.....in short, stupid. The dumber they were, the less likely they'd talk back and/or catch on to their true purpose for them. Finding her moron, she walked over and went to work on convincing him.
After they finished their swim and made their way through the slippery path and made it outside, Rend was amazed how easy it was to convince him. All she had to do was feed his ego by telling him "You look real strong, lend strength for hunt?" doing so with the friendliest smile she could manage. Something inside her told her that people liked that or something, so she did it. Soon he was already convinced he'd defeat everyone and be like that ugly wrinkly goblin. She was thankful he was so simple-minded and was too distracted in his delusions of greatness that he basically ignored her and thus saving her from interacting with him any further.
Who knew how stupid she'd get from simply talking to him. She shuddered at the thought. Picking a path, they continued walking on their search of food.
Spoiler
Name: Rend
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Despite being female, she stands as the tallest of her generation of goblins. Her eyes are darker then the night coupled with dark green skin and a mess of bloody-crimson like hair that tends to hide her eyes. Personality: Cold and calculating. She's a goblin that prefers to remain silent, however, when she does choose to speak, it's when she deems it necessary or to make light of someone for entertainment purposes and it's usually well thought out. She's also the type that won't help or do anything for others unless it benefits her in some way and has no qualms about betraying someone, especially her own kind, if it serves her own purposes. Has a mercenary way about things, her loyalty can be bought. Her silence also protects her true intentions.
Relationships:
None, her only 'meaningful' relationships are when doing 'business'.
Skills:
+4 Arrogant (Special)
+2 Notice
+2 Gather Information
While we fade away from the bustling market where our benevolent giant resides, we spend what seems to be endless hours winding through the unfamiliar cobblestone streets. Slithering through the labyrinth of darkened streets and narrow passages until in this expansive city, we reach a place where the light rarely touches. There, beneath a fickle and flickering lamp, sitting upon her throne that marks her the queen of the underworld with a cunning and seductive smile is none other than I-Am-X. Calmly observing us with a yellowed iris beset upon harrowing black, her fanged grin only grows wider as her fingertip guides the rod that stirs a tall, thin glass of suspicious looking Red Wine. Here in the Dark, we exist temporarily in her Kingdom. A place where the unsavory sorts can find sanctuary, a black market, and often the tools of death, subtlety, and subterfuge.
Sliding her sultry fingertip upon the spine of a book, the tome seems almost alive as it shudders and props open to a blank, but weathered page. Dipping a sharpened fountain pen in ink, she takes her mark upon the leathery parchment after a sip of her Bloodied delicacy. Not a moment later for us, the innocent-minded folks living upon the streets above, she describes to us her next devilish machination.
Lulu and Frisk's innocent attempt at canibalism had rubbed Vexx the wrong way; it didn't take long before their feeding fiasco quieted down. The goblin midwife was definitely an experienced one; she was aware that good old fashioned brute force and intimidation was a decent remedy when forced to deal with anything foolish.
The minor swelling wasn’t all that noticeable under Lulu’s hair. Both her hands rested on top of her head, instinctively massaging it with the balls of her fingers, hoping to rid herself of the pain. Her attempts to allievate the discomfort were to no avail. However, she was fortunate enough to have all her attention redirected towards the elder goblin’s stern voice.
Fluffy had a way with words and Lulu could certainly appreaciate it. All though she found it difficult to comprehend the statements that came out of the elder goblin’s mouth, the meaning behind them still reached to Lulu.
While her fellow goblins began to move, Lulu was simply left in a daze. She was lost in her thoughts as fluffy’s words continued to echo inside her head.
"You keep what you can kill! You want to eat? Then kill it, or steal it from someone weaker than yourself. Only the toughest are allowed to live in my village."
How long this lasted? Well, probably a couple of minutes. The moment she had regained her senses, she noticed two things. First, the fact that several of the goblins were already far from here; she was one of the few that were left behind. The other, the taste of Frisk’s blood. Although faint, it continued to linger in her mouth.
Lulu’s body tingled all over as her mouth watered. Her appetite was telling her that it was time to feast. She proceeded to follow the rest that headed outside their cavern, trailing them from behind. She fell from the docks, but had managed to keep afloat. Her swimming skills were mediocre at best, but she mostly relied on the current to take her where she needed to go. Despite her struggling and the bit of water inside her lungs, Lulu kept her eye on her fellow goblins. She was supposed to hunt for food, but instead, she was fixated on something else.
Passed the slippery path and a wall of water, Lulu emerged doused, drenched, and a bit out of breath. Nevertheless, she kept her eyes on her prey. The goblins that she had followed eventually went their separate ways; some travelled alone while the others were in groups. Lulu, on the other hand, was in a pair. The only problem was, her partner didn’t know that he was being followed. Hidden by the long dense bushes, Lulu stalked her prey.The taste of blood was invigorating and addicting; Lulu had to have more. As soon as she got close enough, she would pounce on the unsuspecting goblin. Learning from Frisk, she aware that there was more blood near the neck and shoulder. Lulu knew where she’d sink her teeth in.
"More, more." Lulu thought to herself as she waited.
Lulu's Info
Spoiler
Name: Lulu the Goblin
Appearance: What sets Lulu aside from the rest of the female goblins is her pale green skin and slit-like eyes. Her face is usually covered by her wavy ashen-gray hair. Gender: Female Personality: Lulu is inquisitive, simple-minded, and believes that might makes right.
Sooo, A quick recap; earlier today, two cannibals failed at their attempt at consuming an elderly gentleman. An idiot with a mask got blown away. Old bloke says rock and such are inedible (such bollocks). There are food outside the water wall. And probably nowhere else. Which drove most of the young and hungry goblins away from the heart of the cave. That's today's news, brought to you by the one and only, lovely bald lady Lark! (translated, edited, and practically rewritten by yours truly, the narrator inside her head!)
One thing though.. Something did not click in Lark's mind. You see, only the young goblins have left the cave. The young and gullible. If food are outside, then would it make a lot more sense if everybody leave the cave together and get some food until dusk? Surely the elder gobs are hiding something. Something tasty, too, if Lark's gut feeling is on the spot!
Thus, driven by hunger and fueled by curiosity, Lark made a set of intricate hand gestures to her new best friend (?) Poop, and after a solid ten seconds of failing to understand each other, they head out to the nearest hut for a little.. House keeping, if you catch my drift.
Once they arrived at their destination, Lark whispered to Poop: "You, guard. If see people, distract. I sneak, find food. Success, we share. All good?"
Brix Brix watched Dar run off to start bothering the old goblin instead. Apparantly she thought old Whitebeard was much more fun, or something.
"Whatever," Brix thought to himself, before sauntering over to the lovely Vexx. She had just finished cracking some gobbie skulls together, the sight of which filled Brix's heart with joy and pride. "Now this is a real woman!"
Fluffy was talking now but Brix was too busy to listen. He was just a little bit preoccupied with cutting a swath through his fellow gobbies, all so he could rest his weary head against Vexx's voluptuous thighs. Yes, he was going to sample her warmth and cushiony-softness again. For it was his destiny!
"We have only one law here," Brix suddenly heard Fluffy say, and the rest was scripture. He understood it. It spoke to his core. It was his very being expressed in words, "you keep what you can kill."
Spoiler
A dark aura suddenly surrounded Brix as he mentally digested this lesson and began applying it to other aspects of goblin life, slowly reaching enlightenment as he did so, until finally he was one with the universe and understood what the old goblin was really trying to say. Which was that Brix could have anything he desired, so long as he was willing to sacrifice for it.
His aura hardend to steel before exploding as Brix's eyes shot open to once again reveal his red irises to the world. It was time to hunt, but not to eat. No, he would hunt to find a trophy grand enough to impress Vexx -- and make her his mate.
So off he went in search of worthy prey, through the goblin town and across the small lake, then down the hidden path that lead into the world beyond. Here he saw mostly large bugs and man-eating plants. These were good for flavoring but not much else, still he gathered what he could and kept them in a bundle of large leaves.
On he continued until he came across Dar hiding in some bushes -- it was her rumblibg stomach that gave her away. Deciding to team up with her since she was already there, Brix joined her in her bush and offered her some of the spices to calm her tummy.
“It's all about Power."
"Grabbing it. Keeping it. Using It."
"Power is our currency, our DNA... Our God.”
"We control the World."
"We provide the blueprint. And we give the Instructions."
Forest Encounter: Horned Rabbit The forest was dark, but beautiful. And all around the little gobbies, the forest teemed with insect- and plant life. Everywhere they looked, they saw blossoming flowers, wild birds, and giant insects buzzing around. But though the forest was beautiful, it was also riddled with threats. And for these newborn gobbies, no threat was greater than the 'Horned Rabbit'.
Horned rabbits are basically large, brown rabbits with a sharp horn. The size of the horns vary from rabbit to rabbit, but are usually too small for a human to use but the perfect size for a goblin. The horns don't cut like a blade, so instead are used for thrusting and piercing.
Horned rabbits are strong enough to kill a newborn goblin, and usually do this by repeatedly piercing the goblin's abdomen before occasionally eating them. If a horned rabbit eats enough goblin flesh, they rank-up and become 'Blade Rabbits'.
Spoiler
GM Update Dar and Brix, Frisk, Rend and Dong, and Bayaal and Fii have each encountered a horned rabbit.
- Dar and Brix: While Dar was eating, a horned rabbit hopped near their brush, giving them the element of surprise.
- Frisk: Frisk on the other hand, was too busy eating everything to notice that a horned rabbit had crept up on him. Flexing it's hind legs, it prepares to strike..!
- Rend and Dong: Instead of sneaking around, Dong made a lot of noise as he searched for something to kill with his mighty might, and was attacked first by a horned rabbit (-1 HP) waiting in a nearby brush.
- Bayaal and Fii: Bayaal and Fii eventually found a group of horned rabbits. A few minutes later the group moved on, leaving one horned rabbit behind. Bayaal and Fii have the element of surprise.
Horned Rabbits have 3 HP, and deal 1 DMG. The gobbies also have 3 HP, but deal 2 DMG.
Dong has 2 HP left, and deals 1 DMG.
Suprise attacks deal an extra 1 DMG.
Forest Encounter: Newborn Goblin Lulu patiently followed the group of gobbies until only she and another female were left. She looked strong and had a small branch as a weapon, but Lulu had the element of surprise. This was the perfect time for Lulu to strike.
GM Update The female goblin has 3 HP, and deals 1 DMG. Lulu also has 3 HP, but deals 2 DMG instead.
Suprise attacks deal an extra 1 DMG.
Goblin Hut Encounter: Breaking and Entering Walking around the hut, Lark found an open window and quietly sneaked inside. Once inside, Lark realized that the hut was just one large room with an adult goblin sleeping on a bed near the opposite end of the room.
In between her and the goblin was a huge table with some books, herbs, dishes, and utensils on it. Inside the table were a few drawers, with possibly some extra goodies inside. Lark had to decide what to take before the goblin woke up. The books, the herbs, or try to open the drawers?
Edited by The Illuminati, 17 November 2016 - 05:06 PM.
“It's all about Power."
"Grabbing it. Keeping it. Using It."
"Power is our currency, our DNA... Our God.”
"We control the World."
"We provide the blueprint. And we give the Instructions."
Patience was a virtue, and Lulu happened to instinctively understand that; or at least her body did. She didn't just attack her unsuspecting prey, she waited for the perfect chance. Similar to her previous encounter with Frisk, he was caught with his guard down and completely vulnerable to Lulu's attack. Why? It was simple. His focus was just preoccupied with something else. Lulu was hoping for a similar situation to take place. Like her, Lulu's prey was also hungry and it was fair to assume that she was on the look out for something to eat.
Slowly creeping up from behind the young female goblin, although obscured by her hair, Lulu had already been salivating. She could almost taste it, her first meal. The sight of the goblin's pulsating jugular excited Lulu as she drew even closer; it was time to pounce. In a single leap, Lulu threw herself towards the goblin's back and aimed to latch unto her, sinking her fingers into her flesh and teeth into her neck. Hopefully, Lulu could pin her down and simply proceed to feast on her unfortunate body.
Lulu's Info
Spoiler
Name: Lulu the Goblin
Appearance: What sets Lulu aside from the rest of the female goblins is her pale green skin and slit-like eyes. Her face is usually covered by her wavy ashen-gray hair.
Gender: Female
Personality: Lulu is inquisitive, simple-minded, and believes that might makes right.
The outside world was wonderful! To be out and about, tasting all things that are new, truly this was Frisk's version of heaven. An endless trail of new and exciting tastes for him to follow. A magic world where nothing bad could ever happen. Not to him anyway, bad stuff could totally happen to other things though. In fact, it was guaranteed. Because Frisk would be doing the bad things. There already was, and would be plenty more, bad things happening to the plants that Frisk encounters. He was sure of that. And maybe he'd even find some more of those little wormy things. He'd probably find one of them at some point. And when he did, oh boy was he in for a treat. Because Frisk had found a particularly fragrant leaf that he was going to wrap it in before he ate it. It was a great new theory he had. Eating two things at once. He'd been trying it with flower petals and the occasional berry, and it was interesting. Now he wanted to try it with something that was made of meat. Something bigger than a flower pe-
What was that?
Frisk's ears picked up something. Something he hadn't heard before. Something like... Soft... Hopping... Fast... Behind him. Frisk dove to the side, through a thin veil of leaves, just in time to see something brown and furry run through where he'd been with a pointy thing on it's head. That could have been bad.
He scrambled back to his feet quickly and grinned. The outside world was great. Right there. Right in front of him. Was more food than he'd ever seen in his lifetime. So. Much. Food! All he had to do was kill it. Then it would be all his. Frisk emerged, manfully pushing aside the slender branches in front of him. There was hunger in his eyes, and a grin on his face. He crouched slightly and started shifting his weight from side to side a little, getting ready to move. The next time this thing tried to charge him he was going to try to step aside and slam a fist down into it's neck.
Stats 'n' sunch.
Spoiler
Name: Frisk
Gender: Male
Appearance: Frisk's skin colour is a deep slate-green, with a slight tinge of blue. Not quite Teal, but on it's way. It's also incredibly consistent in colour tone, small scars all over his body are the only breaks from keeping his skin one mass of the same smooth colour. His eyes are a bright orange with flecks of yellow, which contrasts against his skin quite radically, making his eyes stand out like a candle in a the darkness. His ears are a little larger than your average goblins, with pointed tips. Personality: The thing that defines Frisk is his senses. His senses are highly-tuned. This both annoys and pleases Frisk, because he loves food as a result of it. There's a whole world of eatable things out there and Frisk wants to find the best of the best, and then enjoy it more thoroughly than some could imagine. Sadly that means he has to suffer worse than most when it comes to eating bad food too. His delicate tongue savouring every last bit of that horrible slug-beetle and it's eggs. When he's not being led around by his senses, Frisk is being led by instinct and emotion. Rarely does he contemplate his actions, or the potential consequences, instead he simply does his actions, and then does more things afterwards for good measure. Making him fairly unpredictable. He loves to fight, eat and attempt new ways of making food tastier. Often he attempts this by fighting the food before he eats it. Combining his two favorite things, fighting and eating. He hasn't noticed much of a change in taste, except for that one time his food fell into a puddle of... something, as a result of the battle. That made it much worse. Much worse. Relationships:
The Rock - The rock is gone, abandoned, but it's teaching's linger on. Dar has found The Rock and is using it as a weapon. May The Rock have many mighty adventures.
Lulu - Fellow survivor of The Hoppy Legs of Doom. Frisk and Lulu had a great taste-sharing idea together too, unfortunately it was cut short by an older goblin lady, perhaps they can revisit it some day.
Fluffy - One day Frisk will eat him. It is known.
Skills:
+ Goblin Language (Max level, Passive)
+ Night Vision (Max level, Passive)
+ Precocious (Max level, Passive)
The moment Dong got struck by that over-sized rabbit with a horn, after proudly putting his stupidity on display with that rampaging, it showed that Rend made a great choice in regards to her mea---minion. He's playing his part quite well and given his simple personality, she can get a lot of use out of him. More than she originally planned for, considering she didn't expect anything from him to begin with. Observing the situation, the course of action has been decided.
Choosing to get the most out of Dong, Rend decided to push him a little more. "Don't tell me you're going to let that thing beat you..." she spoke to him in a condescending tone, revealing a little of her true personality. Dong reacted as expected, interpreting it as Rend calling him weak, charged the rabbit while repeating how great and mighty he is. Moron, she thought with a twisted grin on her face. While he rampages on like an idiot, she'll take this time to sneak up on the rabbit's blind spot and attack it while Dong has it distracted.
If he gets a hit or two in before dies, great, but it doesn't matter if he hits it or not, as long as he does his part and keep the thing distracted while she finishes it off. Even if he 'survives' this encounter or the next, there's no chance she's going to let him live long enough to return to the cave. She'll make use of him while she still can. With Dong engaging the rabbit in battle, Rend made her move, once she sneaks up on it, she'll dig into it with her claws and/or snap its neck if given the chance.
Spoiler
Name: Rend
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Despite being female, she stands as the tallest of her generation of goblins. Her eyes are darker then the night coupled with dark green skin and a mess of bloody-crimson like hair that tends to hide her eyes. Personality: Cold and calculating. She's a goblin that prefers to remain silent, however, when she does choose to speak, it's when she deems it necessary or to make light of someone for entertainment purposes and it's usually well thought out. She's also the type that won't help or do anything for others unless it benefits her in some way and has no qualms about betraying someone, especially her own kind, if it serves her own purposes. Has a mercenary way about things, her loyalty can be bought. Her silence also protects her true intentions.
Relationships:
None, her only 'meaningful' relationships are when doing 'business'.
While we fade away from the bustling market where our benevolent giant resides, we spend what seems to be endless hours winding through the unfamiliar cobblestone streets. Slithering through the labyrinth of darkened streets and narrow passages until in this expansive city, we reach a place where the light rarely touches. There, beneath a fickle and flickering lamp, sitting upon her throne that marks her the queen of the underworld with a cunning and seductive smile is none other than I-Am-X. Calmly observing us with a yellowed iris beset upon harrowing black, her fanged grin only grows wider as her fingertip guides the rod that stirs a tall, thin glass of suspicious looking Red Wine. Here in the Dark, we exist temporarily in her Kingdom. A place where the unsavory sorts can find sanctuary, a black market, and often the tools of death, subtlety, and subterfuge.
Sliding her sultry fingertip upon the spine of a book, the tome seems almost alive as it shudders and props open to a blank, but weathered page. Dipping a sharpened fountain pen in ink, she takes her mark upon the leathery parchment after a sip of her Bloodied delicacy. Not a moment later for us, the innocent-minded folks living upon the streets above, she describes to us her next devilish machination.
Brix Brix riffled through his leaf-pouch for some other goodies for Dar to try. Maybe a giant, black beetle with some spiky, green leaves? Brix had tried them seperately, and they were good! So maybe together..?
Just then something big and furry hopped right in front of them. It was as big as Dar, and had a huge horn stuck in the middle of it's forehead. Brix's brain told it was a horned rabbit, and a good starting trophy. It didn't look like it had noticed them yet, and since Dar already had a stone for bashing, Brix decided he would hold it still for Dar to kill it.
So setting aside his pouch of ingredients, Brix signaled Dar to wait as he braced himself before leaping from the brush to tackle the horned rabbit to the ground. The two rolled for a bit across the ground before they settled on Brix's back.
He was trying to control the rabbit's head and horn while his legs were locked across the beast's chest. The rabbit kicked and screamed, scratching wildly as it struggled to regain it's footing once again.
Horned Rabbit: 3 HP
Brix: 3 HP
Dar: 3 HP
GM Update: Lulu
Jana was a bright, young goblin with a dazzling future ahead of her. Not only that, but out of all of the other goblins from her generation, her parents were the only ones to stick around after she was born to name her personally. And with one cruel, monstrous act, all of that love and potential was lost forever.
Jana: 0 HP
Lulu: 3 HP
GM Update: Frisk
The rabbit charged Frisk, slashing his chest open with it's horn as it flew passed him. Turning it's head to look at Frisk, he could see the blood lust and fury in it's eyes.
"One more goblin," it thought. "One more goblin and I can finally rank-up."
Horned Rabbit: 3 HP
Frisk: 2 HP
GM Update: Dong and Rend
Motivated by Rend's 'encouragement', Dong shook off the shock of being wounded and rushed the horned rabbit before it could attack again, wounding it in the head.
Dazed and hissing like a snake, the rabbit jumped back a few feet and prepared to counterattack when Rend suddenly appeared behind it and snapped the poor dear's neck. The rabbit continued twitching despite the fatal blow.
Horned Rabbit: 0 HP
Dong: 2 HP
Rend: 3 HP
Edited by The Illuminati, 28 October 2016 - 12:00 PM.
“It's all about Power."
"Grabbing it. Keeping it. Using It."
"Power is our currency, our DNA... Our God.”
"We control the World."
"We provide the blueprint. And we give the Instructions."
Frisk had thought he was ready. He thought he'd do this no problem. But the rabbit was faster than he'd expected. Whomever it was that had told him how fast they were earlier was wrong. If he figured out who it had been that gave him bad information then he'd be giving them a good beating once he returned to the cave. But first he needed to deal with this situation. The situation with the rabbit. It had become much more important to him now, since it scratched up his chest. It hurt. Still, it was exciting. This was his first real life or death situation. He grinned through the pain.
The one good thing about the current situation was that Frisk had learned that this furry creature was not the type to simply run away after a failed surprise attack. And now it saw that he was wounded. It would probably fight this battle to the end instead of fleeing. He could see the bloodlust in its stupid little eyes. This time he would try something different. He'd managed to dive out of it's way earlier, but sidestepping it failed. So this time he'd dive out of the way again. Except this time he maneuvered his way around the battlezone a little bit as the thing eyed him up for another attack, positioning himself in front of a tree. When the rabbit charged he would jump out of the way and hopefully the thing would crash into the tree. Then he'd come over and punch it in it's stupid face. He stared it down, waiting, looking as if he was about to try the same thing he tried unsuccessfully last time.
Stats 'n' lunch.
Spoiler
Name: Frisk
Gender: Male
Appearance: Frisk's skin colour is a deep slate-green, with a slight tinge of blue. Not quite Teal, but on it's way. It's also incredibly consistent in colour tone, small scars all over his body are the only breaks from keeping his skin one mass of the same smooth colour. His eyes are a bright orange with flecks of yellow, which contrasts against his skin quite radically, making his eyes stand out like a candle in a the darkness. His ears are a little larger than your average goblins, with pointed tips. Personality: The thing that defines Frisk is his senses. His senses are highly-tuned. This both annoys and pleases Frisk, because he loves food as a result of it. There's a whole world of eatable things out there and Frisk wants to find the best of the best, and then enjoy it more thoroughly than some could imagine. Sadly that means he has to suffer worse than most when it comes to eating bad food too. His delicate tongue savouring every last bit of that horrible slug-beetle and it's eggs. When he's not being led around by his senses, Frisk is being led by instinct and emotion. Rarely does he contemplate his actions, or the potential consequences, instead he simply does his actions, and then does more things afterwards for good measure. Making him fairly unpredictable. He loves to fight, eat and attempt new ways of making food tastier. Often he attempts this by fighting the food before he eats it. Combining his two favorite things, fighting and eating. He hasn't noticed much of a change in taste, except for that one time his food fell into a puddle of... something, as a result of the battle. That made it much worse. Much worse. Relationships:
The Rock - The rock is gone, abandoned, but it's teaching's linger on. Dar has found The Rock and is using it as a weapon. May The Rock have many mighty adventures.
Lulu - Fellow survivor of The Hoppy Legs of Doom. Frisk and Lulu had a great taste-sharing idea together too, unfortunately it was cut short by an older goblin lady, perhaps they can revisit it some day.
Fluffy - One day Frisk will eat him. It is known.
Skills:
+ Goblin Language (Max level, Passive)
+ Night Vision (Max level, Passive)
+ Precocious (Max level, Passive)
Like a goblin god, the dark one had appeared bearing gifts and foods. He offered Dar a fresh beetle and some crunchy leaves, the taste was divine. She had been lucky to have earned such a resourceful friend. Before she could thank him though, she caught glimpse of a brown and furry animal hop near their bush. Luckily, due to Brixx's intervention Dar's rumbling stomach had quietened down, giving them quite an advantage. Brix was the first one to react, he pointed at the sharp rocks that Dar had collected and motioned for her to wait as he'd pounce.
Like lightening he was out and about, the surprised rabbit made a screech before getting tangled by the genius Brixx, as they both lay on the ground Dar came out of the bush with her rock raised and a growl. She carged the rabbit and brought the rock in a few decisive heavy swings, making sure not to it her partner as she let the horned monster taste her savagery. Blood splashed across the handsome face of Brixx as his smile became more enchanting. She waited for Brixx to decide what to do, since he had given her his food. The first right to rabbit was his.
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Dar:
- Picture/Discription - A dirty brown mop for hair, two dissimilar cannines, unnatural turquoise eyes and only the left eyebrow, Dar looks like that she came out too early, even for a Goblin but her physique is nothing that would hint at premature birth. She just looks a bit tougher than others or maybe that's just her look.
- Name - Dar
- Personality - Observant and Loyal
- Gender - Female
- Relationships -
Brix the Handsome - Dar is a big fan of the ashen one, his gait, his eyes and his charisma draws her like a moth to flame.
Frisk the Curious - Frst disciple of the stoic and Knowledgeable 'The Rock', Dar is unaware herself but she has the hots for him.
The Rock - The intensely deep and stoic Master of Frisk, Dar hopes that he'd be forthcoming in his teachings to her as well.
Skills:
+ Goblin Language (Max level, Passive)
+ Night Vision (Max level, Passive)
+ Precocious (Max level, Passive)
+2 Athletics
+2 Fight
+2 Brawling
+2 Notice
Edited by Diabolical Rhapsody, 26 October 2016 - 06:29 PM.
Through the vast entity that is the Internet, we now find ourselves in an unfamiliar place. A place of new faces, new personalities, and new adventurers alike. This place is the new home of our motley crew, and it is called Batoto. Here, as we meander through bustling streets and cobblestone draped markets, we find the first new person we will meet this day. Diabolical Rhapsody. What is so curious and is immediately the most noticeable thing about this shy soul is his height. Towering over eight feet high and sporting a two-handed mace that weighs more than some men, one would expect this scraggly bearded giant to be a savage barbarian. Yet those who dare try to scratch the surface a touch soon find a kind soul who so earnestly aims to please. Accompanying the vodka that he drinks and sings softly to is a pen quill made of the finest eagle's feather. His tools of imagination and creation, the studious giant fervently writes his passages for us all to see.
Now that she's inside the hut, Lark is faced with the hardest decision of her life yet. What does she bring back to her best friend that's waiting for bountiful trophy outside? Would it be: [A] the knife, fork and spoon? They can certainly help in un-life-ing future preys and eating them when they're unlifed. Or would it be [B] the herbs, which do seem to be pretty palatable. And they smell wonderful too. Mmm, tasty~. Or would it be [C] the book, the one thing that sates the hunger of the all-powerful mind? Orrr... Would it be [D] risk it all and open the alluringly secretive drawers? Oh woe is she. How could her tiny little mind ever make such a tremendous decision?
Well.. The answer, my friend, is actually [E] get the sharp, pointy knife off the table, sneak with extra stealth towards the sleeping gob, and, well, kill the bloke. After all, the elder just told her (and every other young goblins out there) that you are allowed to keep everything that you can kill. So if she kills the sleeping gob, then all his belonging will be hers. Then she can take the knife, the fork, the spoon, the herb, the book, the content of the drawers; and share it all with her ever-faithful companion: Poop.
Now tis' gonna be gud.
Insider's Intel:
Spoiler
Description:
Lark is amongst the shortest gobs of her generation. Other remarkable visual traits include darker skin than most and an apparent lack of hair, despite her being a female.
Personality:
Lark is a curious soul. Curious, but cowardly at the same time. These two traits shaped her personality into the sneaky bastard that she is. You can always count on her to lurk around whenever something interesting is going down.
Gender: Female
Skills:
+ Goblin Language (Max level, Passive) + Night Vision (Max level, Passive) + Precocious (Max level, Passive)
Bayaal and Fii laid and waited for prey to show up. After a while, a group of horned rabbits appeared and were scurrying around for food. Bayaal was ready to move but Fii stopped him and put a finger over her mouth. He was puzzled as to why she stopped him. There was literally a pack of them standing right there. It puzzled him as to why they weren't going to eat the feast before them but, he listened to her anyway.
It was not too long before the bunnies appeared that the group ran off, leaving one behind. It was drinking water and unaware of the presence of the two goblins. Bayaal looked over to Fii who still had his arm held. She was staring intently as she waited for the right moment to attack. She squeezed his arm for a bit and then leg go. That is when he knew he was to attack.
With all of his vigor, he dashed forward towards he rabbit and aimed at grabbing it horn. Fii was staying hidden to surprise the beast from a different angle. Fii was the smart one out of the two. She picked up a rock and held onto it. She waited for it to attack Bayaal and would throw the rock to throw it off. Meanwhile, Bayaal would grab the beast by the horn, since the only sharp part of the horn was the point, and smash it against the tree with all of his might.
Within the middle of the great city, within the loft of a tall tower, we come to one of the younger souls of our little corner, Kiddeadpool. Or as so many know him to be as KDP. Brash, impulsive, and brazen, the normally mild-mannered denizens of the corner quickly came to know him as a person who wasn't afraid at all to get into the face of others. Yet he did not do this simply for the sake of intimidation, but rather he does so in the defiance of what he believes is right. Reckless in some points, and reserved in others, I can imagine that he sits quite comfortably in the corner of his home to write. Accompanied by the tall back of a stiff, but comfortable chair draped in intricate wooden ingrains and blackened leather, some could say that he looks akin to a diabolical supervillain when he writes. With a debonair smirk, he writes his descriptive passages with a distinguishable confidence. His writing tool of choice is that of a paintbrush draped in black upon papyrus or canvas. To which every single letter is written with the same kind of passion one would find when wielding a sword.
Words from Mischeif/Trouble/Fiesty-Pants/The Hawk's Eye
In a matter of seconds, Lulu had managed to take a life of a fellow goblin; this was something she hadn't realized just yet. The thrill of the hunt and adrenaline coursing through her veins had consumed her as she partook of the fallen goblin. The familiar taste of blood and the flesh that it coated not just lingered in her mouth, but began to overwhelm her senses. A rust-like scent with a mildly viscous consistency and the taste of fresh tender meat were all etched into Lulu. Her feast, however, was somewhat short-lived as the rush that filled her body, gradually dissipated.
Blood was dripping from her face, hair, and hands as she stared at the lifeless body in front of her. The concepts of death and killing were all novel to her, but in the back of her mind, Lulu had an idea that this was what the elder goblin was talking about.
She felt neither guilt nor regret for what she had done; just unease as her feeble mind tried to understand the situation she was in. Eventually, she simply grew tired and gave up as her stomach started to grumble once again. Her deadpan expression was unchanged as she pried from the dead goblin's hand the small branch she was wielsing. Lulu moved along and deeper into the forest with hopes to find something else to devour. OOC: Oh merciful and all loving RP God, bless Lulu as she enters hunting mode once again. Let Jana's carcass serve as a tribute to your greatness.
Lulu's Info
Spoiler
Name: Lulu the Goblin
Appearance: What sets Lulu aside from the rest of the female goblins is her pale green skin and slit-like eyes. Her face is usually covered by her wavy ashen-gray hair.
Gender: Female
Personality: Lulu is inquisitive, simple-minded, and believes that might makes right.
Goblin Brix As expected, the silent types knew how to bash unsuspecting heads. In fact, Dar was very good at bashing. It made Brix wonder if in a past life, Dar had killed someone or someones that way.
Nevertheless, it was now time to eat. And it seemed like Dar wanted Brix to take the lead. Maybe she liked the bugs and spices from before, and now wanted to see what he could do with this horned rabbit. Well, challenge? Accepted!
Cracking his knuckles, Brix quickly retrieved his little pouch of goodies, before he started looking around for... Aha! He had found it, a large flat stone to break more, smaller stones on. What Brix wanted was something to cut with, and a stone chip would be a good, starting item.
So, after several tries, Brix finally had something he could use. It was nice and sharp, and shaped like a spade. Brix used it to skin the horned rabbit while he asked Dar to remove the horn from the rabbit's head and then gather some fire wood.
While she did that, Brix skinned and gutted the animal before seasoning the meat. From there it was a simple task to get a fire going, and then to place the meat on the fire. While it cooked, Brix prepared the rabbit hide by removing any remaining fur, meat and fat. Once that was done, he hung the hide over a branch to let it dry.
With a few more of those, they could start making some rawhide armor for themselves. But first, it was time to sample their meal. Reaching for his stone chip, Brix cut the rabbit in half and gave one side to Dar while he took the other half, and began eating.
GM Update: Frisk
The horned rabbit charged Frisk again, ready to taste his blood and tangle it's horn in his glorious guts. But the crafty goblin managed to sidestep the attack this time, forcing the rabbit to collide with the tree behind him. That broke the horn in half and left the rabbit dazed.
Horned Rabbit: 2 HP
Frisk: 2 HP
GM Update: Lark
Lark crept quietly over to the sleeping goblin, before stabbing it with the knife. The goblin woke up, horrified, and began clutching at everything he could before falling to the floor, dead. Next to the bed was a backpack, which Lark took back to the table and filled with everything she could grab, which was:
- Utensils: 3x Knifes, 4x Forks, 2x Spoons
- Reagents: 5x Black Cohosh, 2x Embereyes
- Books: 1x ????
- Magical Medicines: 2x Minor Healing Potions
- Elixers: 1x Minor Health Regen Potion
GM Update: Bayaal
Bayaal wrestled the rabbit to the ground before throwing it around, and then slamming it into a tree. By the time he was done, Fii didn't need to do anything to it, it was dead.
Horned Rabbit: 0 HP
Bayaal: 3 HP
Fii: 3 HP
Lulu Forest Encounter 2: Ishi and Snot
Lulu moved stealthily through the forest, listening for more goblins to eat and drink. Avoiding everything else, she soon came upon a duo who were busy eating some horned rabbit. One looked pretty beat up, while the other still looked unharmed.
First Goblin: 3 HP, 1 DMG
Second Goblin: 2 HP, 1 DMG
Edited by The Illuminati, 29 October 2016 - 01:04 PM.
“It's all about Power."
"Grabbing it. Keeping it. Using It."
"Power is our currency, our DNA... Our God.”
"We control the World."
"We provide the blueprint. And we give the Instructions."
Success! The rabbit ran right into the tree! Silly rabbit! It was no match for Frisk's mighty intellect. Frisk grinned widely, his plan was going brilliantly! The creature was obviously injured, and seemed quite dazed by the whole experience too. If he was quick, maybe he could finish it off right now! Not to mention the fact that half of it's horn had broken off! That was a good sign. Frisk considered grabbing the broken bit of horn and attacking with it, he knew from experience that that thing was good and sharp. He decided against grabbing it. Speed was of the essence. Frisk had to climb through this window of opportunity before the winds of time blew it shut. He didn't have time to stop and grab the sharp object. He needed to pounce while the rabbit was still stunned. So he rushed at the rabbit as quickly as his legs would take him, attempting to deliver a strong punch to the side of the half-horned rabbits head before it regained it's bearings.
Stats 'n' clunch.
Spoiler
Name: Frisk
Gender: Male
Appearance: Frisk's skin colour is a deep slate-green, with a slight tinge of blue. Not quite Teal, but on it's way. It's also incredibly consistent in colour tone, small scars all over his body are the only breaks from keeping his skin one mass of the same smooth colour. His eyes are a bright orange with flecks of yellow, which contrasts against his skin quite radically, making his eyes stand out like a candle in a the darkness. His ears are a little larger than your average goblins, with pointed tips. Personality: The thing that defines Frisk is his senses. His senses are highly-tuned. This both annoys and pleases Frisk, because he loves food as a result of it. There's a whole world of eatable things out there and Frisk wants to find the best of the best, and then enjoy it more thoroughly than some could imagine. Sadly that means he has to suffer worse than most when it comes to eating bad food too. His delicate tongue savouring every last bit of that horrible slug-beetle and it's eggs. When he's not being led around by his senses, Frisk is being led by instinct and emotion. Rarely does he contemplate his actions, or the potential consequences, instead he simply does his actions, and then does more things afterwards for good measure. Making him fairly unpredictable. He loves to fight, eat and attempt new ways of making food tastier. Often he attempts this by fighting the food before he eats it. Combining his two favorite things, fighting and eating. He hasn't noticed much of a change in taste, except for that one time his food fell into a puddle of... something, as a result of the battle. That made it much worse. Much worse. Relationships:
The Rock - The rock is gone, abandoned, but it's teaching's linger on. Dar has found The Rock and is using it as a weapon. May The Rock have many mighty adventures.
Lulu - Fellow survivor of The Hoppy Legs of Doom. Frisk and Lulu had a great taste-sharing idea together too, unfortunately it was cut short by an older goblin lady, perhaps they can revisit it some day.
Fluffy - One day Frisk will eat him. It is known.
Skills:
+ Goblin Language (Max level, Passive)
+ Night Vision (Max level, Passive)
+ Precocious (Max level, Passive)
Apparently Rend has a future as a motivation coach with how she dealt with Dong. While she knew he was going to play his part, but the fact he was able to preform better than expected was something else. To think that he wouldn't incur a single hit in his 2nd round with the horned rabbit. It would've been a 'terrible' loss had he gone down in the first hunt anyways, looks like she'll be able to get more out of him after all!
In the midst of her train of thought, she completely forgot about the fact that Dong was still mad about her comment. Well, to be fair, she never really cared whether he took offense or not because considering it's 'him', it was an easy fix. This showed when she decided to throw some cheap flattery at him. With a smile, "I knew you were holding back your power all this time. You had me going there, you're very strong."
And as expected, his anger quickly faded and instead was replaced by a blush as he nervously laughed and stuttered while taking the excuse she gave him, not realizing how obvious he was being about it. She pretended not to notice to let him have his moment. After all, she needed max use of him and keep him in-line. Can't have him jumping ship before she's done with him. With that out of the way, she made her way towards the now dead rabbit and began carving it up with her claws.
Her claws came in handy for things like this, as if the world designed her specifically for carving 'things' (or people) up, not that she was complaining or anything. Motioning Dong over and giving him his share, they began eating in silence.... Well, at least Rend was anyways, Dong just wouldn't shut up about his 'heroic fight to the death' with the rabbit, not failing to mention how mighty he is while almost choking several times while talking. Keeping her irritation in-check, she remains silent as she occasionally checks her surroundings. The price one needs to pay for success sometimes....
Dong went right after the thigh meat, while Rend started with the breast meat, using the beasts blood as a condiment. Even though it already had blood on it, considering it was fresh from the source, more of it wouldn't hurt. She found that the horned rabbit's blood complemented the meal quite nicely, occasionally drinking what she could to help wash down the meat.
When they were finished eating, she made it a point to tear off the horned rabbits horn, figuring it might have some use later and quite possibly as a weapon. Signaling Dong, they got up and continued their journey for another hunt. After all, that hunt along wouldn't be enough for either of them.
Spoiler
Name: Rend
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Despite being female, she stands as the tallest of her generation of goblins. Her eyes are darker then the night coupled with dark green skin and a mess of bloody-crimson like hair that tends to hide her eyes. Personality: Cold and calculating. She's a goblin that prefers to remain silent, however, when she does choose to speak, it's when she deems it necessary or to make light of someone for entertainment purposes and it's usually well thought out. She's also the type that won't help or do anything for others unless it benefits her in some way and has no qualms about betraying someone, especially her own kind, if it serves her own purposes. Has a mercenary way about things, her loyalty can be bought. Her silence also protects her true intentions.
Relationships:
None, her only 'meaningful' relationships are when doing 'business'.
While we fade away from the bustling market where our benevolent giant resides, we spend what seems to be endless hours winding through the unfamiliar cobblestone streets. Slithering through the labyrinth of darkened streets and narrow passages until in this expansive city, we reach a place where the light rarely touches. There, beneath a fickle and flickering lamp, sitting upon her throne that marks her the queen of the underworld with a cunning and seductive smile is none other than I-Am-X. Calmly observing us with a yellowed iris beset upon harrowing black, her fanged grin only grows wider as her fingertip guides the rod that stirs a tall, thin glass of suspicious looking Red Wine. Here in the Dark, we exist temporarily in her Kingdom. A place where the unsavory sorts can find sanctuary, a black market, and often the tools of death, subtlety, and subterfuge.
Sliding her sultry fingertip upon the spine of a book, the tome seems almost alive as it shudders and props open to a blank, but weathered page. Dipping a sharpened fountain pen in ink, she takes her mark upon the leathery parchment after a sip of her Bloodied delicacy. Not a moment later for us, the innocent-minded folks living upon the streets above, she describes to us her next devilish machination.
Given here recent goblin escapade, Lulu's instincts remained as active as ever as she apparently continued to act all sneaky and stealth-like. Despite just being a day-old goblin in the forest, she acted as if she was some sort of hunter in the night. Eventually, her lurking had lead her to stumble upon other goblins who were happily feasting on whatever it was they had managed to get their hands on. However, their merriment didn't concern Lulu all that much. She was more of a visual goblin, sounds didn't really do anything to her. As she continued to be the sly pale beast that she was, Lulu soon came upon a duo who were busy eating some horned rabbit. One looked pretty beat up, while the other still looked unharmed. To Lulu's eyes, what she saw was a succulent lump of meat and two others who had no plans on sharing with her. Normally, Lulu would have probably approached them and just started eating, but sadly, she was still engrossed with the whole idea of being a hunter. Like before, she crept up towards the two unsuspecting goblins; her instincts were telling her to go for the one that looked more worn-out. Her grip around the small branch tightened as she lunged forward, aiming for the poor goblin's head. If things went well, someone was about to get bludgeoned.
Lulu's Info
Spoiler
Name: Lulu the Goblin Appearance: What sets Lulu aside from the rest of the female goblins is her pale green skin and slit-like eyes. Her face is usually covered by her wavy ashen-gray hair. Gender: Female Personality: Lulu is inquisitive, simple-minded, and believes that might makes right.
GM Update: Frisk
Frisk punched the dazed rabbit, crushing it's skull and killing it instantly.
Horned Rabbit: 0 HP
Frisk: 2 HP
Rend and Dong Forest Encounter 2: Medium- and Small Horned Rabbits
Rend and Dong continued along, looking for more food to eat. They soon found it -- them, as a pair of horned rabbits hopped right into their path. The surprised rabbits quickly took up a battle stance, and prepared to charge.
Small Horned Rabbit: 3 HP, 1 DMG
Medium Horned Rabbit: 3 HP, 1 DMG
Dong: 2 HP, 1 DMG
Rend: 3 HP, 2 DMG
GM Update: Lulu
Lulu ran over to Ishi and quickly killed him. Snot though, who was still very healthy, reacted quickly. Lulu must have been there to steal their food, so he stabbed her with the horn he took from the rabbit.
Ishi: 0 HP
Snot: 3 HP
Lulu: 2 HP
Edited by The Illuminati, 29 October 2016 - 01:10 PM.
“It's all about Power."
"Grabbing it. Keeping it. Using It."
"Power is our currency, our DNA... Our God.”
"We control the World."
"We provide the blueprint. And we give the Instructions."
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