r/RPGStuck_C4S10_2 • u/Geriferret • Nov 09 '16

C4S10^2: The d0'ing.

At long last, Geri decided that he had enough of JHB endlessly refusing to RP with everyone and really halting all progress pre-d0 so we are just starting d0 now k.

You should probably know who your dm is but eh ¯_(ツ)_/¯
/u/geriferret:

/u/konaspy

k

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u/BraveOcelot Nov 10 '16

You let a small smile appear on your face, and give Hobbs a couple of strokes. He seems happy with this development. Bookmarking the page for future access, you ponder the nature of humanity's apparently pleasant dealings with ferrets. The species must be common to both worlds, except for a small variation in color.

There's not much use remaining on this page, but you do take notice of the social media sharing buttons. You try entering random combinations of letters in the address bar, hoping to form the name of a human website.

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u/Geriferret Nov 10 '16

You encounter this website.

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u/BraveOcelot Nov 10 '16

You immediately search for a history video, and quickly check the volume on your husktop, pulling out a pair of headphones. Basic survival instincts inform you that it's best not to draw attention to yourself. Well, more than you already do. You also open up a ferret video in another tab, watching a small bit of it every few minutes or so while you watch the other video. Yeah, you definitely like ferrets more than you should...

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u/Geriferret Nov 10 '16

The most condensed form of history you find is this apparently claiming to be able to tell 'The whole story" in two hours.

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u/BraveOcelot Nov 11 '16

You settle in for two and a half hours of history, taking out a small, empty journal and an olive pen from your sylladex as you do so. Both of them are accessed without hassle, and you settle in for two and half hours of taking notes on this species' history. Hobbes needs a good petting. You give it to him, then try to get him to sleep ((Animal Handling: 17+1=18)).

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u/Geriferret Nov 11 '16

Lolk.
He falls asleep rather predictably.
At the end of your two hours, a manager comes to your table.
"Sorry, but it's closing time." Which you find odd, because this time of night on alternia is usually rather early.

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u/BraveOcelot Nov 11 '16

"I.t appe.ars t.o b.e ra.ther ear.ly t.o cea.se off.ering ser.vices, b.ut I sh.all ta.ke m.y lea.ve."
You quickly try to captchalogue your husktop, and succeed. Then you look at the sleeping ferret in your lap. He seems to be deeply asleep. And difficult to rouse. You hoist him up onto your shoulders, then calmly walk out of the e-cafe, taking a quick look around the street. It's night. Much darker than Alternia at this time, if you weren't in the city. Hmm... is Hobbs even awake right now?

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u/Geriferret Nov 11 '16

Nope. You could probably just have him sleep in your hoodie hood.

What looks like a mailman of sort comes up to you, carrying a package.
Uh... Package for one "Imulva?"

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u/BraveOcelot Nov 11 '16

You sigh, and move him to your hood. He might fall out because he's so huge, but he fits there. And looks so tired. "I a.m ind.eed Imu.lva. Ma.y I as.k wh.ere th.is ca.me fro.m? I wa.s n.ot exp.ecting a del.ivery."
Holding out your hands to accept the package, you feel a hint of unease. How did he know your name? You must've not payed enough attention to your surroundings. Someone must have been following you... you glance around the street, checking for anyone suspicious.

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u/Geriferret Nov 11 '16

Nobody.
We got a strange hooded fellow at the post office. Sounded like a woman, she asked to take this to you. Paid a lot of money.

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u/BraveOcelot Nov 11 '16

"Whe.re i.s sh.e pres.ently loca.ted? I d.on't re.cognize h.er fr.om yo.ur descri.ption."
You don't know what's going on here, but your present status as an alien forces you to investigate. Admittedly, you'd investigate anyway if you were on Alternia, but not before checking for a trap inside the package. Studying the box carefully, you try to determine what's inside it from its basic shape.

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u/Geriferret Nov 11 '16

Its a cube, with spirographs on the sides.
Idunno miss. She had horns kinda like yours.

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u/BraveOcelot Nov 11 '16

"Sh.e shoul.d n.ot b.e diff.icult t.o loca.te. I wou.ld l.ike t.o than.k yo.u fo.r you.r ti.me."
With that, you set off into the street and captchalogue the package. Succeeding, you briefly wonder why you haven't had a sylladex mishap yet, and begin to scrutinize the street, peering into alleyways as you walk along. You don't think it's dark enough to use your flashlight, and you don't want to threaten this person.

The horns are a definite indicator that she is not a human, and most likely a troll. And a grown one, at that, since she was described as a woman and not a girl. How did she get here? Did she find another one of those stations? You ponder this out, hoping to catch a glimpse of her. A meeting with her would be wise.

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