Jehosaphat

Name: Jack Sonos Gender: Male Age: 16 Physical Description: Tallish, skinny. Class: Police Skills (Just copy from the class list): Small Arms Level 2, Survival Level 1 Background story (optional): After a small alleyway brawl in which Jack beat the hell out of a mugger, the police force who stopped him from killing the mugger decided to unofficially recruit him. Since then, he's been all over the city, using knowledge from his time as a justice-delivering street urchin to catch crooks.

I might be able to survive for a while, if only due to the massive rabbit population near my house, and the fact that I live near a forest. And Mahter, you could brew the pine tea, but do you think you could drink it? I've had tea made with pine needles before, and it made me want to gag.

Phyl tries stabbing the enemies.... again....

Phyl tries to stab them again.

Phyl tries to stab as many of them as he can with his lance and polearm.

Phyl mutters, "Aw, crap." before trying to find some way to defend the base - preferably one that involves impaling things.

Phyl looks for someone/something to stab.

The closest I've been to a party has been the school cafeteria. Which, around here, can get pretty darn close.

As far as I can tell, that isn't a message, it's Communist Russian propaganda.

Phyl mutters, "Aw, nuts." and looks for an enemy to stab.

I was on a ship, helping to defend a blockade or something. So far, I stabbed someone, took that guy's lance (which another guy promptly fell onto and died), then some other guy got torn to shreds by cfannonfire. So, as far as I know, I'm standing on the deck of a boat, waiting for the next moron to attack me. And... Phyl looks around to see if anything had changed, with both if his weapons at the ready.

....*sigh* Of course, the session had to start right as my dad yanked me off the computer to go run errands. Anyways, Phyl looks around to figure out if his environment changed while he was.... unconscious, keeping his polearm and lance ready in case something or someone decides to attack him. What happened whilst I was away?

Penguincineration?

I can see July being a good month. And I've always wanted a TT update like that one; nothing's more disappointing than blitzing past stupid revenants a dozen times to get a pair of rune scimitars and a magic longbow.

Kemios checks that enemy for valuables, trinkets, and/or money, before rejoining the fight in whatever way he can. Also, what's the death mechanic for this game? Edit: Heh, I'm not the only one who didn't notice the end-session. Dang, it was good to be RPing again though.

Phyl pulls the corpse off his lance, checking it for valuables as he goes. He then dual-wields the lance and polearm, waiting for the next one.

Phyl patches up his wound with the dead man's clothing, then waits for the next challenger.

Phyl grabs the dead enemy's lance, then searches the corpse for anything else that could be worthwhile.

He had a lance too? Oops. Phyl falls down and plays dead until the enemy comes close enough for him to be easily impaled. He then impales the enemy.

Phyl jumps backwards and thrusts with his polearm, aiming to stab the enemy in the gut.

This is going in my signature now.

Phyl looks for an opportunity to jump onto an enemy ship and start killin stuff.

Kemios sits on the deck and carves designs into the polearm while he waits.

Phyl looks into the distance for a second, muttering "Shaladar...." before snapping out of it and asking what he's supposed to do.