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  • Birthday 07/02/1969

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    Painting miniatures (duh), reading, writing, tabletop games, music, preaching the Gospel of Gojira.

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  1. "Oi, oi! What's going on over here?" Several lawmen (3 of them) come hurrying over, stopping within about 10 feet of #6 and the scene before them. The leader looks it over and frowns in bewilderment, and the way he takes in the huge construct and the hefty half-orc foreigner nearby implies he wasn't born yesterday. Then his eyes settle on Nagano and he blinks is surprise. "Oh, Nagano-sama! What brings you here?" He immediately punctuates that with a respectful bow, followed by the rest of his crew. Nagano returns the bow with formality, then replies: "I'll speak for this one here," he indicates #6. "He is a foreigner but he seems honorable, as foreigners go, and he did not kill this man." He then gives a terse and factual explanation of the events to the lawmen in a firm and clear tone that seems to go over well enough. "So...this one was trying to restrain the madman from doing any harm and he simply seized up and died? Strange," the lawman says, frowning in puzzlement. "You there, big green fellow--what have you got to say about this?" Despite his puzzlement, the man is speaking in a crisp and professional manner to Tchono.
  2. The thug struggles madly in #6's obviously unbreakable grasp, flushing an alarming shade of red, screaming incoherently...then he stops struggling and starts gurgling and going into violent convulsions. #6 appears nonplussed by this sudden change and lowers him to the street. The man's spasms make him thrash madly in the dirt of the street, his eyes are bulging and he starts foaming at the mouth. Nagano hurries to his side, snapping "Oi, oi, pull yourself together," which has no effect. Suddenly, he arches his back, gives out a last gurgle, then flops limply to the street, a rill of blood trickling from his mouth. Both Nagano and #6 are baffled at the sight of this event, and Hoshiku then distinctly, out of the corner of his eye, notices a shrouded figure on a rooftop two houses away. A second later, it seemingly disappears in a blur of insanely fast motion.
  3. Hoshiku=20 Nagano=17 #6=12 Goon/Tchono=10 Since Hoshiku is watching and scoping the situation, a total of 19 on Knowledge: Arcana (closest approximation that would apply) reveals to him that the reason behind this thug's erratic and aggressive behavior appears to be drug induced; his movements are fast and spastic, implying a heavy dose of some kind of exceptionally powerful stimulant--or perhaps some kind of arcane (but crude) performance enhancer? Nagano scowls at the thug refusing to acknowledge the incapacitating blow he was given and seems to be pondering the situation further as well. (he's holding his action to see what happens next--it's clear he doesn't want to draw steel just yet) #6 simply moves forward and elicits a harsh and angry yell and a blast of profanity as #6 quickly grabs the thug's arms and yanks them behind his back. In a surprisingly deft manner for the hulking construct's end, it appears. The thug tries stamping on #6's foot and all it does is make him yelp in pain as he finds out the hard way that the foot in question is this side of solid steel. (Go to it, Tchono, and apologies for life getting in the way again for a bit!)
  4. OK, got it. New round then. everybody go ahead and roll initiative.
  5. (OK, unless Tchono is going to do something (?), I'll be declaring a new round shortly...)
  6. Nagano narrows his eyes, then deliberately slips his still-sheathed katana from his sash. Suddenly, he darts forward and slams the butt end of his scabbard into the man's gut, only to elicit a pained grunt and angry yell in response from the man. It doesn't seem to affect him as much as one would imagine, for some reason. After an instant's surprise, Nagano swiftly backpedals our of range of the man's fists.
  7. (Is Tchono holding his action? Everybody else has gone, so just waiting for you)
  8. Based on what Tchono is seeing, there isn't anybody else present other than the raging gang member and them at the moment, and the few people who he either beat down from the look of it or have been slow to get away to safety. #6 seems to have tweaked to the fact that something is up, here, and is being noticeably more wary, as is Nagano. (What does Tchono do on his turn, which is now?)
  9. Out of the corner of your eye on a nearby rooftop, Hoshiku thinks he sees a blur of motion that resolves into a humanoid figure in what appears to be shinobi (ninja) garb, hood and mask included. For a second, you think you see this, then the next thing you know it's not there. It happens fast enough that Hoshiku wonders if he ever really saw it...?
  10. (Hoshiku, give me a contested Perception roll with a DC of 24)
  11. (#6/15 total, Nagano/13, Stranger/15) At the same time, #6 and the strange man converge on each other in the street, the man raving incoherently and #6 simply striding up to meet him. Nagano is flanking #6's right side to see what happens. #6 wastes no time booming out: "I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO--" and cuts off as he sidesteps the man throwing a furious punch at him--apparently he doesn't feel like simply letting the man's mundane flesh & bone fist hit him dead on. The man screams a "KIAI!!!" as he does so, and follows up immediately with another punch that #6 again dodges. He makes a grab at the man that he barely manages to dance out of the way of. Nagano barks out "Oi, you! What's your problem," keeping his hand on his hilt. (He's holding his action to see what else happens before he commits to drawing steel) As Tchono draws into position he notices that the man is slobbering a bit, his pupils are intensely dilated, and he's flushed red in a way that implies maybe there's more to his state than just anger...but yet he's much too coherent to be drunk.
  12. The discussion is interrupted by a commotion growing outside in the street. #6's hooded head immediately jerks in that direction and he decisively slams the sake dish onto the table top. He rises to his feet and starts towards the entrance of the ryokan, as does Nagano, frowning intensely enough for both him and #6. (Assuming you follow them...) There is a scruffy looking man stalking down the street, with people scattering before him. Anybody in his way, he gives a scream of rage and swats them down with what is definitely unnecessary force. His movements are abrupt and spastic, and the expression on his face emits sheer mad, mindless fury. His head is jerking from side to side, and he frequently pauses to shake it like a dog shaking water off. He often lashes out at things in his way, as well, throwing displays into disarray and in general causing mayhem. Once he sees the towering construct stalk forth from the ryokan, he screams out: "OI, YOU, FREAK! YOU MADE ME LOOK BAD BEFORE MY BOSS! YOU'RE GONNA PAY FOR THAT!!!!" Obviously he is past caring about the fact that #6 is at least 4 times his size as he comes charging towards you all, screaming in rage. (Initiative rolls and actions, please! Sorry for the hold up)
  13. I love the Bones minis--especially Bones Black and the newer Bones USA series--and keep a bunch of them on hand at all times because they inspire me to create original paint jobs and mess with different color schemes. The details may not always be there in the older Bones series minis, but they're a lot of fun to paint anyway, and the poses much of the time are really good and dynamic. I'd say approximately half of my pile of shame is various Bones series minis, with a few Pathfinder metal minis in there as well. So yeah. Definitely a Reaper fan here, and as a Texan, I like giving my Texas companies business.
  14. Not a problem--I can't talk,since my work schedule has been rough in the last couple weeks and has been getting in the way of me posting regularly. Best wishes and speedy recovery!
  15. As a steaming hot bowl of gyudon materializes before Hoshiku, with a tantalizing aroma that goes straight to his brain's pleasure center, and the pleasing sight of plentiful thinly sliced meat piled high on freshly steamed rice catching his attention decisively, #6 looks down at his locket. After a few moments of regarding it, he beckons to Tchono to lean forward as he takes it in his hand and flicks it open. In it is arguably the smallest and most detailed pen and ink portrait Tchono has ever seen. In the foreground is a young human woman seated in a canvas camp chair. She has fair skin, long dark hair that appears to have been just taken out of a braid, is wearing simple robes of an unfamiliar style, and not only looks very young (perhaps 21 at most), she is extremely pretty in a fresh faced girl next door manner. She also has a smile that would light up a room. Behind her looms #6 with his huge armored hands resting on her petite shoulders in an undeniably protective gesture; her left hand is gently resting on his right hand. She looks especially small compared to him--Tchono would guess maybe 5'2" at the most. "SHE WAS A CLERIC OF SARENRAE, THE DAWNFLOWER. A HEALER. SHE WAS THE FIRST HUMAN TO EVER TALK TO ME INSTEAD OF AT ME."
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