“You speak funny. I like you. How about you become my minion?” Heinz grins like a fool.
"Do as you wish. *kszzzz* But I serve no being. If our interests coincide, *ktsssszz* I will assist. If they do not, so be it."
"Processing data... processing data... process... ... ... If you are a scientist, would you be able to *ksszzzz* fix my *ktssz* audio box? If so, I shall *kssssssz* return the favor."
OOC: ADAM, although from the outside appears fully human, is an experimental cyborg. They infused the soul of a human into a robot skeleton, and have given it self-healing flesh skin (think Terminator).
ADAM reaches under his chin, grabs his skin from an unseen flap, and folds it down to reveal a voice box.
The bartender looks you all over and says. "Yeah I got rooms, you could all bunk with the doc over here. But that would be one crammed room" then slides heinz another drink. "By the way what's yall's names"
"Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz, the world's greatest Artificer!" Heinz pauses, then chugs the drink, wheezing harder than before. "O-Or I will be in the future...!" Then, his face slams onto the countertop. Not making a sound afterward.
"I am ADAM, which should tell you everything you need to know about me. This Dr, is obviously going through hard times, and was probably already drunk upon walking into his establishment."
The bartender looks at ADAM then up at the Metallica. "Mr metal man, and ADAM, I would keep your wits about one of your own kind has started taking out leaders in the area. People don't know how they do it but everyone agrees it ain't the best thing"
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You better watch out you better not cry you better not pout I'm telling you why. Murderers are coming to town.
The bartender looks you all over and says. "Yeah I got rooms, you could all bunk with the doc over here. But that would be one crammed room" then slides heinz another drink. "By the way what's yall's names"
Zozi points to the name tape on his dripping bomber’s jacket, “Bartok, Zozi Von Bartok. And how should we call you, or does barkeep work just fine?”
”As for the room, can’t say I don’t mind bunking with others. Though less crammed might be best.”
The bartender looks at ADAM then up at the Metallica. "Mr metal man, and ADAM, I would keep your wits about one of your own kind has started taking out leaders in the area. People don't know how they do it but everyone agrees it ain't the best thing"
“Whats this about taking out leaders? Oi, by the way, where are we exactly? I didn’t land where there were any signs. I have not the slightest idea where we are!”
The bartender looks at ADAM then up at the Metallica. "Mr metal man, and ADAM, I would keep your wits about one of your own kind has started taking out leaders in the area. People don't know how they do it but everyone agrees it ain't the best thing"
Megahurtz looks at everyone and resonates,”This is unacceptable and damaging to my mission. If you can prove any more details it would be appreciated.
Looking at the others. Does anyone care to join me apprehend a corrupted Metallica tomorrow? I feel personally responsible to look into this further. Perhaps this would earn you favor with the locals who may be able to offer coin or parts for your ship? I will pay for a couple rooms. I do not require a bed, just a stool in the corner.”
”Mr. Bartender, I see you have a sparring ring. Is it available for training?” (Megahurtz will train by himself or spar with any takers)
"Sure! I bet we can make money out of this!" Heinz suddenly woke up, but still wasn't right in the head, judging by the crazy look in his eyes. "More drinks!" Then he fell backwards as he threw his arms up to show how happy he was, accidentally putting too much force into it and losing his balance. "I'm fine!" He got up and sat on the stool, pretending he hadn't made a fool of himself.
The bartender looks at ADAM then up at the Metallica. "Mr metal man, and ADAM, I would keep your wits about one of your own kind has started taking out leaders in the area. People don't know how they do it but everyone agrees it ain't the best thing"
Megahurtz looks at everyone and resonates,”This is unacceptable and damaging to my mission. If you can prove any more details it would be appreciated.
Looking at the others. Does anyone care to join me apprehend a corrupted Metallica tomorrow? I feel personally responsible to look into this further. Perhaps this would earn you favor with the locals who may be able to offer coin or parts for your ship? I will pay for a couple rooms. I do not require a bed, just a stool in the corner.”
”Mr. Bartender, I see you have a sparring ring. Is it available for training?” (Megahurtz will train by himself or spar with any takers)
"I personally don't require a bed, or even a stool. I always stand guard, that's my rule.
I'd be up for a spar. My one question, is can we go all out? Or should we save a bit of our battery life."
OOC if the DM is going to let us spar I would say first to get three hits. What is your armor class? Do you have a character sheet you can share? Otherwise he may bring up NPC challengers
The bartender looks at ADAM then up at the Metallica. "Mr metal man, and ADAM, I would keep your wits about one of your own kind has started taking out leaders in the area. People don't know how they do it but everyone agrees it ain't the best thing"
Megahurtz looks at everyone and resonates,”This is unacceptable and damaging to my mission. If you can prove any more details it would be appreciated.
Looking at the others. Does anyone care to join me apprehend a corrupted Metallica tomorrow? I feel personally responsible to look into this further. Perhaps this would earn you favor with the locals who may be able to offer coin or parts for your ship? I will pay for a couple rooms. I do not require a bed, just a stool in the corner.”
Zozi’s eyebrows raise when Megahurtz mentions feeling responsible. “You can feel? Or is that a manner of speech?”
“I’d be willing to assist you looking into it. I can get on board with getting parts for the craft. Plus, I would think helping a diplomat such as yourself couldn’t hurt either.”
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“You speak funny. I like you. How about you become my minion?” Heinz grins like a fool.
Zozi enters the tavern. He walks up to the bartender and orders a red wine. "I won't be chugging such, so I'm willing to pay what the cost is."
He watches the Dr with a smile.
"Anywhere to lay ones head down for the night? Do you have rooms available here at the Broken Bottle or is this only a drinking establishment?"
"Do as you wish. *kszzzz* But I serve no being. If our interests coincide, *ktsssszz* I will assist. If they do not, so be it."
"Processing data... processing data... process... ... ... If you are a scientist, would you be able to *ksszzzz* fix my *ktssz* audio box? If so, I shall *kssssssz* return the favor."
-Archie
“Yeah!” Heinz begins a long process of using Mending on Adam’s damage audio box.
OOC: ADAM, although from the outside appears fully human, is an experimental cyborg. They infused the soul of a human into a robot skeleton, and have given it self-healing flesh skin (think Terminator).
ADAM reaches under his chin, grabs his skin from an unseen flap, and folds it down to reveal a voice box.
-Archie
Heinz didn't seem to be fazed by this sight. Then again, he seems out of it a bit and was lucky enough not to mess up in casting Mending.
"Your assistance in this matter has been noted. As humans would say, 'Thank you.' I will repay you."
-Archie
Heinz gave Adam a goofy grin for a few seconds, "More drinks!" He won't remember anything after becoming sober.
The bartender looks you all over and says. "Yeah I got rooms, you could all bunk with the doc over here. But that would be one crammed room" then slides heinz another drink. "By the way what's yall's names"
You better watch out you better not cry you better not pout I'm telling you why. Murderers are coming to town.
"Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz, the world's greatest Artificer!" Heinz pauses, then chugs the drink, wheezing harder than before. "O-Or I will be in the future...!" Then, his face slams onto the countertop. Not making a sound afterward.
The bartender looks down at heinz. "Well I've never seem someone drink all of it then pass out that fast"
You better watch out you better not cry you better not pout I'm telling you why. Murderers are coming to town.
"I am ADAM, which should tell you everything you need to know about me. This Dr, is obviously going through hard times, and was probably already drunk upon walking into his establishment."
-Archie
The bartender looks at ADAM then up at the Metallica. "Mr metal man, and ADAM, I would keep your wits about one of your own kind has started taking out leaders in the area. People don't know how they do it but everyone agrees it ain't the best thing"
You better watch out you better not cry you better not pout I'm telling you why. Murderers are coming to town.
Zozi points to the name tape on his dripping bomber’s jacket, “Bartok, Zozi Von Bartok. And how should we call you, or does barkeep work just fine?”
”As for the room, can’t say I don’t mind bunking with others. Though less crammed might be best.”
“Whats this about taking out leaders? Oi, by the way, where are we exactly? I didn’t land where there were any signs. I have not the slightest idea where we are!”
Megahurtz looks at everyone and resonates,”This is unacceptable and damaging to my mission. If you can prove any more details it would be appreciated.
Looking at the others. Does anyone care to join me apprehend a corrupted Metallica tomorrow? I feel personally responsible to look into this further. Perhaps this would earn you favor with the locals who may be able to offer coin or parts for your ship? I will pay for a couple rooms. I do not require a bed, just a stool in the corner.”
”Mr. Bartender, I see you have a sparring ring. Is it available for training?” (Megahurtz will train by himself or spar with any takers)
"Sure! I bet we can make money out of this!" Heinz suddenly woke up, but still wasn't right in the head, judging by the crazy look in his eyes. "More drinks!" Then he fell backwards as he threw his arms up to show how happy he was, accidentally putting too much force into it and losing his balance. "I'm fine!" He got up and sat on the stool, pretending he hadn't made a fool of himself.
"I personally don't require a bed, or even a stool. I always stand guard, that's my rule.
I'd be up for a spar. My one question, is can we go all out? Or should we save a bit of our battery life."
-Archie
OOC if the DM is going to let us spar I would say first to get three hits. What is your armor class? Do you have a character sheet you can share? Otherwise he may bring up NPC challengers
Prototype A.D.A.M. #001 (Advanced Droidal Agent of Metallica)'s Character Sheet - D&D Beyond (dndbeyond.com)
My AC's 16, so I'll be fine.
-Archie
Zozi’s eyebrows raise when Megahurtz mentions feeling responsible. “You can feel? Or is that a manner of speech?”
“I’d be willing to assist you looking into it. I can get on board with getting parts for the craft. Plus, I would think helping a diplomat such as yourself couldn’t hurt either.”