gender: hermaphrodite

Name: Tommy Gnosis
Race: Rock Elemental
Class: Thief
Gender: Questionably Male

Class - Pyromancer

Killing stuff with fire is always fun.

Name: Tedley Potmettle
Race: Human
Class: Enchanter
Gender: Male

Name: Barcelona Catalonia
Race: Elf
Class: Rogue
Gender: Female

Dink Smallwood
Human
Hero
Male

I second the female elf rogue.

Specific Fantasy RPG 2009/08/22(Sat)15:59 No. 33027 ID: 649108
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You are Tommy Gnosis.
Rock Elemental.
Thief.
Hermaphrodite. (Technically)
All around cool dude.

You're really not sure why you were chosen to be a thief. Well, you sort of do. You can really blend in well with the scenery if you need to. And your LIMITED TELEKENISIS comes in pretty handy as well, even if it is mostly limited to rocks. But hey, rocks include jewels and you make one hell of a jewel thief, even if you aren't the sneakiest of dudes.
Sure, every one's made fun of you for being a rock elemental. After all, you're one of the few "monster races" the school has, even if it does claim to promote diversity. But damned if you aren't looking to make a good example as you represent the elemental earth plane. You'll show them. And with some luck you'll be able to show up that air-elemental puffling Enlil while you're at it. Thinks he's so special because he can fly. Punk.
Its just like Teacher Somner always said; you just gotta keep at it, and you'll win in the end, no matter what!

And man, today is going to be an awesome day. the sun is shining, the birds are chirping and... oh man... your head feels like someone shoved gravel in it.
... You can't even tell that's literally what happened or if your just imagining it.
What were you doing last night?

>>33027
Observe surroundings.

>>33027
You had sex with Enlil. Drunk, angry sex.

>>33031
This.
There was Barry White involved. And eight vodka-and-limes

Specific Fantasy RPG 2009/08/22(Sat)16:22 No. 33039 ID: 649108
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You... you did what? You remember a strange swirling and... being really angry? And... there was Barry White... and Jello Shots... and and... lots of vodka... LOTS of vodka... you shouldn't even be CAPABLE of getting drunk... oh god...
You hope she's not pregnant...
Oh god... you hope YOUR not pregnant...
And... oh shit... this is not your bedroom. This is... you don't know who's bedroom this is. It's some kind of generic Victorian era layout... the kind that's really popular around these parts... you could be anywhere... how did you get here? Oh god...
You look around. Um. Bed. Drawer. Chest. Three doors, one opposite you, one to your left, one to your right... Bed of course. Comfy one at that... looks like an empty glass on the bedside table and a clock...
oh god. You're late. The first day of advanced classes and your late!
What do you do?

>>33039
Man screw this door stuff. Break the wall open and see what floor we're in. If we're on the ground floor, leave the house and try to find what part of town we're in.

o to class, I guess.

Specific Fantasy RPG 2009/08/22(Sat)16:41 No. 33046 ID: 649108
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You don't have time for this!!! RAA!
You punch the wall. Bricks and wood go flying from your ferocious blow. You figure odds are you're on the first floor. There really aren't many multi-floor houses around here. It should be a -
oh. Oh wow. That's high.
Oh geez. You don't recognize these surroundings at all. You figure you're in some kind of tower? You guess? Its tall, whatever it is. You don't think you'll be able to jump down safely.
There aren't any buildings this tall in all of Splendville apart from the towers of the Academy, and you are definitely not in the towers of the Academy.
How did you get here? How are you going to get to class from here?
Oh man. This is not good.
What do you?

>>33046
Can you climb down? You're a thief. And you're a rock elemental so maybe you can do some weird shit with the stonework.

If not, then smash the floor. We'll get to the ground floor eventually.

>>33046
jump out window. rocks don't take any of this 'walking down stairs' shit.

Specific Fantasy RPG 2009/08/22(Sat)20:43 No. 33109 ID: 1689ab
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Alright. You're going to climb down the outside of the tower. You can do this. You've learned basic climbing before, and a stone tower will be easier to get down than some stupid wooden fence. Stupid wooden practice fence... making you look bad in front of everyone. You hate wood. You hate most plants for that matter, but the idea of building things out of trees... It's like building things out of parasites. You'll never understand the appeal.
Just... one foot at a time... there we go. No biggy... You suppose you could technically collapse, fall, and reform at the bottom, but having your arms and legs fly apart like that is really painful and it takes a lot of energy to reform them.
The stone is cold and slightly wet. Wherever you are, it must have rained in the past few days. Most probably wouldn't be able to notice it but you have a sort of AFFINITY WITH STONE.
You're about half way down... this really isn't that hard... Just have to...
Wait... wait... whats that sound? Oh man... it's like some kind of music... That's beautiful. You could just stand here and listen for hours... and... pancakes. Someone is cooking pancakes nearby... If you had a stomach it would be growling right now... You really could use a bite to eat...
But then... you don't really have any time... and you're still lost and in some strange tower...
What do you do?

>>33109
IGNORE IT, we are late enough to our classes and haven't time to bother with some paltry pancakes.

>>33109

You're an idiot. She's cooking pancakes and humming cheerfully.

You are in a victorian (rich) style house.

The tower is obscenely large.

In case you are too dense to get it (badum-tsh), you probably had sex with a noble. And just ruined their room. And that breakfast may or may not be for you.

>>33237
OH SHI-

KEEP GOING! GTFO

Specific Fantasy RPG 2009/08/23(Sun)14:53 No. 33385 ID: 649108
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You scold yourself. You have no time for such frivolities as music and food! You are late! Besides, you can't just steal someones pancakes. Even if you are very hungry.
That music sounds so familiar though... you struggle to remember, but nothing seems to get through the cotton of last night's fog. Whatever it is, it's certainly lovely.
With a loud CLUSPLUK you take the final step off of the tower. Garden mud splashes up between your feet onto your legs. It's good to be back in contact with the ground. Something about it just makes you feel so complete. You give yourself a thumbs up for successfully climbing down the tower. Your instructors would be proud! You just hope they believe you when you tell them all this later.
You look around. You appear to be in some manner of garden. A number of rose bushes of varying types stand around you. You've never seen such a variety of colors in a single type of flower before. Whoever tends this garden must be quite skilled.
You lean down to smell one, but as the aroma wafts into your... lets be polite and call it your "nose-equivalent..." A scream erupts from above.
"MY WALL! What did you do to my wall! Sir. Gnoshish? Sir. Gnoshish!? Where did you go? GUARDS! GUARDS! Sir. Gnoshish has been captured by some manner of beast! Find him at once!"
uh oh.
Oh geez. Barking. They've let loose guard dogs.
Ok, ok, calm down... there's got to be... you're about thirty yards from what looks to be a wall. It goes off in either direction, probably surrounds the whole tower. No gate though near here though... Shit... you think you see a guard on top. Oh. Oh, ok, he's facing the other way. He hasn't seen you yet.
You think your in a lot of trouble here...
What do you do?

>>33385
...honestly, it sounds like your best bet now is to pretend the voice's assessment was true, and some great beast ripped a hole in the wall and tried to eat you. Obviously, since you were not tasty, it dropped you down to the ground in disgust and flew off. Lie down and make it look like you DID fall from a great height.

>>33385
Well can you burrow yourself into the ground? Or just disguise yourself as a normal rock.

>>33390
this

Specific Fantasy RPG 2009/08/24(Mon)22:56 No. 34282 ID: 1689ab
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Thank goodness for quick assumptions.
You decide the best course of action would be to pretend that that voice, that pleasant, harmonic voice, has the right idea. You quickly collapse to the ground with an exaggerated moan.
Minutes go by and guards go past, seemingly oblivious to your presence. Sometimes being able to blend in with one's surroundings is as much a curse as it is a blessing.
You let out another, even more exaggerated moan. This one seems to have done the trick. Guards scamper into the bushes, looking for the origins of the sound.
You see a plumed helmet poke into your field of vision.
"Well as I live in breath... what on earth... A monster! LADS! OVER ERE! I GOT IT PINNED TO THE GROUND!"
this... this doesn't sound right...
in a flurry of activity three more armored figures rush over and into your field of view.
"IT'S ALLRIGHT PRINCESS!" The short, bearded one yells. "We've got the beast! Seems to be some kind of... Rock Golem! Yer lad must have given it quite a fight! It's on the ground in pieces! Dun worry, we'll finish it off right good!"
Oh no... you really hate being a part of the "monster races" sometimes. This is the sort of prejudice you're always having to deal with. Hopefully the princess will clear things right up for you
"Oh! Sergeant!"
See? She's calling down right now.
"Do be quick about it! We mustn't waste a moment in our search for Sir Gnoshish!"
Huh... That didn't... hrmm... ok. You're lying prone on the ground, surrounded by four armed guards who mean to kill you...
What do you do?

>>34282
Talk, damnit! It's a well known fact that golems cannot speak.

welp, yer boned.

You could always try the "oh my god what is that behind you" approach. If they think you can't speak, that makes it all the more surprising.

Squeegy!OeZ2B20kbk 2009/08/26(Wed)14:29 No. 35117 ID: 64d98f
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>>33002
I read the archives.

>>34282
Aren't you supposed to be able to "swim" through earth?

Suggestion 2009/08/26(Wed)14:41 No. 35122 ID: 6292a8
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>>35117
Oh hai I got you a more appropriate reaction image

Squeegy!OeZ2B20kbk 2009/08/26(Wed)15:10 No. 35128 ID: 64d98f
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>>35122
no.

Specific Fantasy RPG 2009/09/04(Fri)16:33 No. 38223 ID: 520fde
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Rock Golem?
Rock Golem!?
"I AM NOT A ROCK GOLEM!"
You let out a ferocious yell as you leap to your feet. The indignation... the ignorance... the INSULT! You can't believe this! You throw your arms up in the air in anger! HOW DARE THEY!?
This seems to make the guards take a step back. Evidently they were not expecting you to be capable of such a thing. They had evidently assumed you near death. Call you a rock golem will they... it's time to show them a piece of your mind.
"You know what? I am so sick of this shit! Everyone just assumes that because I'm made of stone, because I'm from some other plane that I must be some kind of mindless servant golem! Some stupid doll for you fleshy mortals to do with as you please!
It's not my fault most summoners don't bother to get to know the things they summon. It's not my fault that you humans assume I'm done just because my head may be full of rocks. What's your head full of, huh? Greasy... blood things! That's what! I'll have you know I was this close to becoming a wizard! Do you know how hard that is? I've probably got more brains in my foot than you four do put together!
But No! I can't believe I still have to put up with... with... IGNORANCE such as this! Why I have half a mind to-"
*THWACK*
Pain.
*THWUMP*
Darkness.
Reality fades away as your hearing starts to go...
"It's OK Princess! We've got the thing! Urist! Bring round that cage! A talking Golem... I may know a lad who'd be interested in buying such a thing..."

Specific Fantasy RPG 2009/09/04(Fri)16:35 No. 38224 ID: 520fde
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Uhg... your head...
What happened?
...
Oh right.
Geeze. What a horrible morning it's been.
Um. Alright, let's try to get your bearings. You seem to be in a cage of sorts... cold forged meteoric iron, by your guess. Must have been a big meteor. The cage is probably priceless to the right collector. No obvious key hole... no obvious door for that matter. How did they get you into the thing?
You appear to be in some sort of trophy room. There's an amulet in a case off against one wall, and a sword in a case off against another. The wall opposite you has a pair of lecterns flanking a door. Looks like there's a scroll on each. There's a crest above the door. You don't recognize it. It's some kind of ornate eyeball. Looks like there's a pair of guards outside.
You can see the flower garden just outside a window. If it weren't for this cage, you could probably just abscond through the bushes without too much trouble.
Ok, You're a thief. You always knew you'd be in a situation like this sooner or later. You can do this!
What do you do?

Is that a good look of potentially horrified confusion, or a bad look of potentially horrified confusion? You don't like crossdressing Orcs and gay incubi?

>>38224
Limited Telekinesis, directed at ring/bracelet/whatever to the left. Looks like it has a gem in it.

Specific Fantasy RPG 2009/09/05(Sat)13:54 No. 38494 ID: 520fde
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What do you do? What does a thief always do? What a silly question. A thief takes advantage of the situation! That's what your instructors always taught.
You don't think you'll be able to get that sword off to the side, but with a little luck, you can grab that amulet with your LIMITED TELEKINESIS.
you just have to reach your mind out and make the gem a part of your own body. A living extension of your arm... it shouldn't be too hard, the gem is quite large.
Hrhng...
Hmm... got it to wobble a bit.
You suspect the amulet is magical. It seems to be resisting your attempts at moving it. Gonna have to pull out all the stops on this one...
You cause your right arm to collapse and redirect your telekinetic field. Not having to carry the heavy rocks that normally make up your arm should give you the strength you need to... yes... yes!
*CLINK- Clink- clink-*
to clink harmlessly off the glass case...
one more go! You are not giving up this easily!
HRHNG!
*CLINK! CLINK! CRUNCH-CRASH!*
The sound of the shattering glass case is almost enough to make you drop your prize. Almost. Fortunately you don't think the guards heard you at all.
You move the amulet closer to inspect it...

>Letlook: The Amulet of Illusion
>This is an Emerald Amulet. All Craftsmanship is of the highest quality. It is encircled with bands of gold. This object is studded with sapphire. On the item is an image of an eye in an unknown material. The eye seems to be staring at you.

You have no idea what powers this item might possess, but you suspect them to be potent indeed.
Your careful study of the amulet is interrupted however by the sounds of delicate feet storming down stairs
"Let me in! I want to see it!"
It sounds like the princess is here.
"We canna let you do that princess, it's a dangerous beast. Full of snarling fangs and deadly claws. Ye could get hurt."
"I don't care! Let me in right now! That's an order!"
Wow. Even when she's being bossy her voice sounds angelic...
If you're going to try something, now would be the time. You have precious few moments to act.
What do you do?

>>38494
Use amulet to make an illusion of the amulet still in its case with the glass unbroken, and hide the amulet behind you. Then wait and see what happens.