Mickey scampers off after Triley, interposing his massive giant rat body as a shield against the killer clown.
The clown's arm extends to grab Mickey and pull him in as he flees. The machine cackles as its claws grab at the giant rat.
Grapple: 21
Attempt to Counter Athletics+ Hippo Build 21
Mickey barely avoids the creepy automaton's claws, leaving nothing but a few hairs and disappointment behind him as he runs to the Grot to inform King Brock of this bizarre incursion into Vermios.
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Mickey barely avoids the creepy automaton's claws, leaving nothing but a few hairs and disappointment behind him as he runs to the Grot to inform King Brock of this bizarre incursion into Vermios.
King Brock seems to have already been informed by Triley, but now he's extra concerned. "So it wasn't trying to take your hand, it was actually trying to grab you?"
Mickey rushes into the Rat King's Throne Room, drops his wild shape and quietly waits in line. He is now a pointy-eared, pointy-nosed, round-jowled, and buck-toothed humanoid with scraggly brownish-gray whiskers, beard and hair that covers most of his body. His clothes are in tatters but were once fine attire. A small book-box and a revolver are slung on either side of a sturdy belt and bandolier that once held bullets instead contains metal potion vials labeled with arcane runes- some glow slightly. He respectfully augment's Triley's story with details only a highly intelligent and educated person would notice.
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Mickey rushes into the Rat King's Throne Room, drops his wild shape and quietly waits in line. He is now a pointy-eared, pointy-nosed, round-jowled, and buck-toothed humanoid with scraggly brownish-gray whiskers, beard and hair that covers most of his body. His clothes are in tatters but were once fine attire. A small book-box and a revolver are slung on either side of a sturdy belt and bandolier that once held bullets instead contains metal potion vials labeled with arcane runes- some glow slightly. He respectfully augment's Triley's story with details only a highly intelligent and educated person would notice.
"Thank you, Doctor. I'm still unsure of our course of action. This machine seems dangerous. Perhaps we should just wait and see what it does?"
Mickey rushes into the Rat King's Throne Room, drops his wild shape and quietly waits in line. He is now a pointy-eared, pointy-nosed, round-jowled, and buck-toothed humanoid with scraggly brownish-gray whiskers, beard and hair that covers most of his body. His clothes are in tatters but were once fine attire. A small book-box and a revolver are slung on either side of a sturdy belt and bandolier that once held bullets instead contains metal potion vials labeled with arcane runes- some glow slightly. He respectfully augment's Triley's story with details only a highly intelligent and educated person would notice.
'Huh, what? You not rat?'
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The robot smiles, which is odd because it seemed like it was already grinning. "I exist to entertain. What I care about has never mattered. The only thing that brings me joy is being center stage."
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Edward tilts his head and nodded "Are you not allowed to think for yourself?"
With a roll like that? He's been acting the entire time. He's desperate to get people to care about him, and is hiding something big to achieve that goal.
"I can think for myself, I'd just rather be on the stage for everyone else's entertainment!"
Edwards's eyes softened as he smiled "Well from what I saw, you are doing great. You play your music beautifully. And on top of it, you are an expert at your craft of magic and entertainment."
It chuckles, a scraping noise from within. "Thank you! It's not magic, actually. I have both mechanical and organic components that allow me to do tricks like that. I can make fireworks too! I thought that might be interesting to an artificer like yourself."
"Like a sparker?" He asked, watching carefully "How and where?"
Edwards's eyes softened as he smiled "Well from what I saw, you are doing great. You play your music beautifully. And on top of it, you are an expert at your craft of magic and entertainment."
It chuckles, a scraping noise from within. "Thank you! It's not magic, actually. I have both mechanical and organic components that allow me to do tricks like that. I can make fireworks too! I thought that might be interesting to an artificer like yourself."
"Like a sparker?" He asked, watching carefully "How and where?"
"I'd have to ask my creator, and we aren't exactly on good terms at the moment."
"Cool! Could I buy it off ya? I got plenty of candy. If you wanna keep it that's cool too. It is a really nice hat."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Triley keep. Triley get given candy smell of blood. Hiro eat'
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Mickey barely avoids the creepy automaton's claws, leaving nothing but a few hairs and disappointment behind him as he runs to the Grot to inform King Brock of this bizarre incursion into Vermios.
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"Who gave you that candy? The robot?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Yes the robot. Why? It bad?'
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King Brock seems to have already been informed by Triley, but now he's extra concerned. "So it wasn't trying to take your hand, it was actually trying to grab you?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
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Breathgiver of the Strugels
"No, I'm just confused. I've never had a candy that smelled like blood before. I wonder how the robot got it."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Kill someone?'
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"Maybe. We need to be careful. We should watch it from a distance or something like that."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
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Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Sound good'
Triley describes the robot as best he can
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"I don't think I've seen a robot like that before. Most robots aren't that articulate either. Are you sure you saw what you think you saw?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Mickey rushes into the Rat King's Throne Room, drops his wild shape and quietly waits in line. He is now a pointy-eared, pointy-nosed, round-jowled, and buck-toothed humanoid with scraggly brownish-gray whiskers, beard and hair that covers most of his body. His clothes are in tatters but were once fine attire. A small book-box and a revolver are slung on either side of a sturdy belt and bandolier that once held bullets instead contains metal potion vials labeled with arcane runes- some glow slightly. He respectfully augment's Triley's story with details only a highly intelligent and educated person would notice.
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'Yes very sure. Triley no been drinking'
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"Thank you, Doctor. I'm still unsure of our course of action. This machine seems dangerous. Perhaps we should just wait and see what it does?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
'Huh, what? You not rat?'
You guys are awesome and mean so much to me. And mean so much to each other.
"It's not like anything I've seen before. We should just steer clear for now."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Like a sparker?" He asked, watching carefully "How and where?"
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'Yes. Stay in Grot, safer than up there'
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"I'd have to ask my creator, and we aren't exactly on good terms at the moment."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*gtg*
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