Arthur_Dent

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Hey, Jed, what do you think of my flavor text?

Let's not start a political debate here...

Same as with Jed, I don't think I could use any other mods with Tfc, but wow, man, this will really help me with my mining endevours!

My idea for official lore! The mighty ship, aptly named the Discovery, glides over the water with ease. Passengers enjoy the tranquility of the sea while the deckhands scuttle about like ants. Their destination? A land unknown, a land untamed, a land to call their own. Charged to make a settlement in this new land, everyone on the ship is eager to make landfall, to begin their lives anew. "Perfect weather for a voyage like this, eh, lads?" the booming voice of the captain calls out from the wheel. "We should be there at least a week a head of schedule!" A rumble of agreement and shouts of joy is heard from the deckhands and passengers. Everyone on the ship is eager for the voyage to end. Eyes on the horizon ahead, the captain is also eager to see the new land. So focused is he, that he almost missed the crow's nest's warning. "Captain!!!" the spotter calls. "Captain! Storm of the starboard bow! Coming in fast!" Snapping out of his revery, springing into action, the captian calls to his crew. "Well? You heard him lads! Get to work! We got a storm coming!" the crew scrambles around, preparing the ship for the storm. Paniced, the passengers hurry below decks to their quarters. About an hour after the warning, the storm begins. It was a great and mighty thing, that made the heavens weep and the seas boil. It tossed the great ship around as if it were a bath toy, jarring everyone on board. Most could not handle the violent storm, and passed out of a combination of fright and seasickness. Those that remained awake were trying their best to keep the boat from falling apart. However, they couldn't best the storm. With an almighty crack, the main mast fell. The crash threw the brave souls across the deck, knocking them out. The ship was adrift, completely at the mercy of the storm. The storm threw the ship further and further of course, until it met land. The might of the storm dashed the ship against the rocks of the shore, shattering the hull and spilling the passengers out onto the beach. The storm broke a short while later, revealing the dark of midnight. In the morning, the survivors stirred, waking to find themselves in a strange land. A land far stranger than their original destination. Behind them, their mighty ship lay broken, thier supplies washing out to sea, most already at the horizon. All they knew, all they were sure of, was that they wouldn't, couldn't leave this land. This land they called Terra. As one of the survivors of the wreck, you must survive, you must prosper in this new land, this strange place, full of marvels and horrors. You must hold out, and hope that others will find you, and help other castaways to survive, should they find your shore. Welcome to Terra. Now, survive.

Oh, same thing we do everynight, cevkiv, try and take over the world...

lol, I'll remember that!

Lol, that's a really neat system you got going on. And seriously, what barbarian needs 20 ranks in diplomacy? Although... At the end of the D20 campaign, my "Charisma" class character had a base skill in diplomacy, bluff, all sorts of other CHAR skills, with modifiers of about 27, i believe. I once faked my own death in the middle of a fight cause I had one hp remaining... And it worked... Gloriously... And then I almost completely tamed Cerberus and a dragon. It was awesome. My favorite moment of the entire game was when I Bluffed my way through Hades' Castle, right to the throne room. The GM wanted me to fail soooo hard, but with +27 to your bluff rolls, it's really hard not to win a skill check. That was me... I didn't do anything except Bluff and Buff my party.

No... No it doesn't... My brain didn't asplode from the awesomeness... It asploded from the absurtity... *shudders* it would be horrible...

I think we lost our VtM gm... But we have some really awesome people gming some really epic systems. It's sad that the gm who did an annual "Giant Robot" game graduated... :'( *sniff* But the guys we have GMing are really creative and come up with some really wierd and fun things for people to play,

Past tense of "Write" is "Wrote". And about the colloquialisms, I was just joking with you, man.

Magical Flying Fire-Breathing Dragon-ponies... *Brain Asplodes*

Holy shit, man, that's... epicly depressing? Depressingly epic? I don't know which... At my college, we have quite a few gamers that organize a gaming group for several systems. I was in a D20 modern campaign a while back, and due to one thing and another, whenever we got seperated, or needed to meet to discuss stuff in character, instead of a bar, we'd all meet up at whatever Denny's we could find. It lead to hilarity on more than one occasion.

I think you meant to say "helped me to own". Not trying to be a grammer nazi, just trying to decipher what you said. And cheers, man! gald we could help. Although, you might pick up a lot of colloquiallisms and slang terms from us. Just be careful about what you say...

I'm fine with it, and I don't see any problems Jed might have with it

And here's another quote for my signature... PS it's want, not wanted, in this form, Guy.

So, Jed, do we have pretty much all the rules we need to start up?

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This is exactly what was suggested about 5 pages ago before it derailed. We're pretty much in agreement about a "baton" being the arest weapon, it's the getting the player to jail part that's gettting us. And Jed, I'm Scottish on my dad's side of the family (We actually can trace the line back to a clan, the Gordon's, I think), and have always been interested in Scotland. It's a very interesting place to me.

i can think of one faction that might need to be formed from day one... "Server Staff"

Hahaha, you'd do well in a table top rpg

We're not too sure if we are using vanilla gold or not. But the collusseum idea is really neat. Remind me if I'm wrong, but isn't the only way to get to the nether obtaining a vanilla iron bar from a zombie to use in a flint and steel to use on the obsidian door?

So then if there is no will, the town or alliance will take control of the character's items? And how do you wanna do the bookkeeping while we wait for the new update? Have a thread or something here?

That's awesome man, that'll work really good