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War of the kingdom of Peaches: A Royesaland spin off

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TrashRabbit

probably from space
This is the battle centered rp detailing the war in the east that precedes the adventurers returning to Royesland: A slice of life RP. the dice used here is based on sexy battle wizards by Grant Howitt


  • Assign stats 1,2, 3 between these three stats.
    Clever: Your ability to come up with a good idea and be persuasive with it.
    Battle: You ability to bash heads
    Magician: your ability to magic

    difficulty:
    4 standard hero stuff
    5 Audacious risky bullshit
    6 clutch, nearly impossible insano like draino

    If your highest dice beats the difficulty you succeed and describe what happens. if its equal you succeed, and you take 1 stress the dm describes 1 bad thing. If its lower you fail gain 1 stress and 1 determination and the gm describes something bad that happens. spend determination 1 for 1 to add dice to any roll.

    when you fail if your final stress is higher than the highest dice you rolled you gain an extra trouble curse or scar when you enter the Royesland.
 
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TrashRabbit

probably from space
Xanthielex's rein over the kingdom of Peaches and the thrall of fairy time cast over the eastern lands was about to come to a close. The walls of his fortress, the remains of a bone-sol style palace trimmed in gold and sharp turrets smashed unnaturally with a brutalist style tower loomed before them. They had made it this far, the last living members of The Royesland Irregulars 3rd battalion, from the border of Chin, north through the land of ferns, through the time locked lands of the Glass Plains and into the heart land of the Kingdom of Peaches. And now they were knocking on Xanthielex's door.
"Okay!" Tom said brightly. And the worst part was he was smiling, and tom never smiled. Jackie had finished off the corrupted rat man that had tried to put his sword through him while having a revelatory magical conversation with an unknown bard letting him know he hadn't been dumped. "Lets hury this up. Nicola, I got an idea, lets just, teleport him out to us and then you two just jump stab-" he said pointing between Jackie and Finn. This plan was stupid, but an improvement over his usual complaining.
 
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TrashRabbit

probably from space
"Born stupid Finn, we've covered this. I don't see why we cant just teleport him out?" He said with a level of joie de vivre thereto unheard of. Tom was tall and spindly like a piece of string cheese with a shock of blond hair on the top of his head, tight high wasted pants that showed off his calves and a heavy patched leather jacket with little metal spike sewn into it like armor. He was easy to identify as a wizard versus the more domesticated court magicians by his poor fashion sense.
"I've smiled," He said offhandly. Wich was maybe true but this was not his usual the wry and smug dry smile that he used for when he was being cleer or things were going well. This was the smile of a man who had a boy to go home and kiss immediately.
 

wickedlittlecritta

the once and future twink
"Because the rest of us weren't born stupid," Finn said, slinging his sword over one armored shoulder. He was a little shorter than Tom, but weighed at least three of the wizard, and could pick him up and carry him away if he wanted to. "Sit down before your hurt yourself a minute."
 

theunearthlyfool

life's too short, so spread the love!
Smaller than the rest of the group by a significant margin, Nicola's attitude tended to make up for what she lacked in height. She made a little noise, as if Finn's statement about the others' lack of stupidity was debatable. Shaking her head, she held up a hand.

"You don't see why not? One-" she put one finger up, "you can't teleport an unwilling target, especially one you can't see. Two," another finger, "especially especially if you can't see it because you don't actually know where it is. Three," and so on, "if we had a focus, like a piece of clothing or preferably a lock of hair, we could maybe try to scry the location, but we possess no such thing. I could keep going."

She did a quick scan of the area just from where she stood. "Anyway, while Tom's present delirium is concerning, I too would like to get this over with. If nothing else, we're too exposed out here to take a rest." Nicola crossed her arms. "So what now?"
 

TrashRabbit

probably from space
"Nicola, that's quiters talk," Tom said as she listed off all the very sound reasons his ideas were bad. And if that didn't sum up his style of casting and their relationship nothing could. he tried to wipe the sticky iridescent blue rat man blood off hte front of his jacket but it had the consistence of grease and smeared everywhere you didn't want it when you tried to wipe it. "And I dunno you tell me, since you're still hogging the braincell and all."
 

TrashRabbit

probably from space
"Okay- very noble, but I'm gona argue that the rat mans are homunculi, made by him, and we could use any rat man as a focus to teleport to him. I'm just saying. Its a theoretically valid line of thought." He said eaisly as he said any other bat shit idea that waltzed into his head, which was often. And it was rare to impossible for him to ever admit his ideas didn't have legs.
 
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wickedlittlecritta

the once and future twink
"Whatever you say, darlin'," Finn said, crossed the field to the tower. He tried the door and, expecting it to be locked, was surprised to find it pop right open. "Come on, then," he called back to the rest of the squad, and then made a strange sound as something collided with his side, knocking him partially off balance and all of the wind out of him.
"DILLAN I THOUGHT YOU LOCKED THAT!" bellowed a rat man, standing out of range with a flail.
"OH MY GOD A HUMAN GROSS GROSSS GROSS," shouted a second rat man, presumably Dillan. "SMUSH IT HERALD. GET IT."
"...You know what, that's fair," Finn said, and coughed, and then raised his sword.
 

theunearthlyfool

life's too short, so spread the love!
"Because that ridiculous jacket is the closest thing he has to armor and if he ruins it and gets hurt my ass is, as they say, grass." Scowling, Nicola watched Finn open the fortress door. "You, I'm afraid, are beyond my help at this point-"

Upon opening said door, her comrade was immediately clobbered by more rat guards. "Well you didn't have to prove my point quite so fast," she muttered under her breath. Thinking fast, Nicola rolled up her sleeves and raised her hands to begin creating an illusion she hoped would not just frighten the rats, but keep them from approaching her party again.

She thought about the great horned owls who'd lived in the trees beyond her bedroom window as a child. It had taken some research to come up with it, but once she found a spell that allowed her to see in the dark, Nicola had spent many sleepless nights during her school years watching the family of owls go about their business. It was one of these, pretty big and scary-looking at their normal size, she conjured a giant copy of now.

"Hey-o, pretty birdy!" she called, directing the screeching illusion to graze low over the rat men's heads. "I'm getting pretty tired of these guys. Time for a snack, huh?"
 

CelticSol

kawaii in the streets, senpai in the sheets
"God fucking dammit, Finneas, have you learned nothing from Leeroy Jenkins-!" Jackie snaps, pulling three arrows from the quiver strapped to her back as Fin gets the tar beat out of him by suspiciously man-shaped rats, holding her arrows in the same hand as her bloodied bow. It is with practiced fluidity that she notches the arrow against the bowstring, pulling it back hard, ready to let it fly into the rat loading a crossbow -

When what sounds like the world's largest, most furious owl screams above her head.

The shot goes wide, the arrow dinging uselessly off the castle's stone wall instead of going through the eye of one of the ratmen as intended, and Jackie looks up at the owl suddenly above her, then to the sorceress that casted him, "Hey, common courtesy is to give a heads up to your team that you're summoning a fuck-off big owl! Just for future fucking reference!"
 

TrashRabbit

probably from space
"HERALD HERALD THEY BROUGHT AN OWL!" Dillian cried, shoving backwards away from Finn and into Herald. Herald, rat mouth agape in fear scaters out of the gaurd room and Dillain spills after him. They go shouting off into the main court yard and you can hear them mobilizing the rest of the rat man army within.

Jackie's arrow that went wide richotte's off the stone tower and hits Jackie's stupid fantasy-yankees ball cap, only barely not taking her own eye out.
 

CelticSol

kawaii in the streets, senpai in the sheets
The arrow comes back, catching her hat by the brim and sending it flying several feet away from her head - Jackie shrieks high enough to break glass in sheer shock, "DJESUS, MOTHERFUCKER-" then drops on her ass as her hands come up to hold her own head. Which, by her feverish inspection, is fully intact. She breathes once, twice, then exclaims, with enough bitterness to make a whole extra Tom, "My fuck-mothering dyke hat, Nicola! For fuck's sakes!"
 

CelticSol

kawaii in the streets, senpai in the sheets
"I would rather DIE, Tom -" She tucks behind the wall and Tom, using him as a tall, human shield, "I don't have my hat to protect me from projectiles-"
 

theunearthlyfool

life's too short, so spread the love!
In retrospect, she hadn't considered her team's response when creating the illusion, which was a factor Nicola chastised herself for not taking into consideration, given how unpredictable they could be. Although how she could not expect Jackie to try to shoot something, either, was a serious miscalculation on her part.

Already pale, the color still managed to drain from Nicola's face as Jackie almost shot herself in the head, making her freckles stand out in stark relief. "Shit- fucking- I'm so sorry, Jackie, I can fix it-"

The illusion wavered for a second, and she turned her attention back to it, having the bird follow the rats through the doorway they'd fled out of. "Maybe you shouldn't wear your favorite hat into battle," she said distractedly, not trying to be mean but as honest advice. And then the rallied rat guards began releasing their fire.

"Dammit!" Nicola screeched, trying to keep her spell going as she dashed after Tom and Jackie. "It's supposed to scare you off, bastards, not inspire you to start shooting at us!" There was only so much just the image of the owl could do: sadly, she couldn't make it tangible and actually attack the rats. "Time to go, Finn!"
 

wickedlittlecritta

the once and future twink
"Come back here ya little shits!" Finn shouted and chased after the two rat men deeper into the tower, sword raised. He caught up to the slower of the two and drove his sword through the back and up before pulling it free. The other wasn't fast enough to stay out of reach of Finn's sword, and got a sword through the neck. Finn pulled his sword free again and turned towards the door, now out of sight behind the illusionary owl. "The fuck are all y'all waitin' for?" he shouted at the rest of the squad, flicking blue blood from his longsword.
 

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