Never Ending Dungeon V7: The little robot that could renounce his ways. - General

[B]Magmacow:[/B] I grab the nearest hammer and jam the crowbar end of it into Tippy's crotch

[b]M112:[/b] Perform a flaming uppercut on Evil Tippy's crotch.

[B]FuzzWaddle:[/B]I attempt to jumpkick Evil Tippy while unloading the last pistol clip into him

I decide to finish off Scotty's Evil tank by whirling mjolnir around to create a tornado and send the tank flying away.

[b]Ian:[/b] Use surrounding energy to materialize in the most astounding fashion.

[b]Deathgrunt:[/b] Jumps out of a cashing Vertibird in a full set of T-51b military power armor and a Winchester model P94 plasma rifle on his back.

[b]PrivateNomad[/b] Genuflect and call upon my random familiar to aid me in battle. Proceed to challenge the thugs to MORTAL COMBAT

Fk it, new body time. I relieve the old man's body, which immediately keels over, and see if I can't reanimate whatever remains of juggernougat from the aether.

[B]iRex[/B] during that horrific incident I made a bm onto the chemicals which cloned Me back at full strength. [editline]19th January 2014[/editline] Yup. Great way to bump the thread.

I plan on updating soon... School is getting in the way of it.

Gimme more time. I think I can update next week!

[B]Kisame[/B] Using my psychic powers I teleport into the future from feudal japan with my katana named Kit Ana.

Hope I'm doing this right... [b]_Vendetta_[/b] I decloak in the sidelines of the scene, take a brief look around, and then activate my omni-tool and bring out my omni-blade, charging it up with energy as I do so.

[b]J Millz, Thuggnificent Rider[/b] walks into the battlefield packin' the black Mac and a backpack fulla crack, Jack.

[B]Erkor[/B] appears to be cooking. Bodies. Occasionally pours in the ground bone meal of his/her victims mixed with soul shards.

I might jump onto this for a while (atleast until im dead anyway.) [B]Calebc789[/B] drives into the battlefield with a Lambo and grabs a 12.7mm AT Gun leaning on the passenger seat.

I stomp onto the battlefield, prep the guns on my sentient mech Misha, and fire a few bullets into the confusion.

[B]Devl:[/B] Being the kind of man sitting eagerly on his PC before a choir concert in a few hours, decides to benevolently update the thread! This, being his entry move. Zero: Fuck, well I'll hide in this world of death till after christmas. [B]Roll:[/B] 5. (Neutral!) You stay dead! Zero: 0/0 HP. apropo, no? Snuggles The Alien: Huh, well guess I'll build some robots and shit. Then go hide till after christmas. [B]Roll: [/B] 3 (4 due to buffs.) (Failure!) Snuggles, after spending the long winter in his robot castle, decides to come out with his army, guns blazing! But, disappointingly, a large portion of the army falls apart due to faulty machining. He decides to go back in and rebuild. Snuggles The Alien: 3500/3500 HP (Robotics Facility: +1 on rolls involving the creation or deployment of robots) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Sunny Dei: Fuckin Thursdays! Well now I'll have to ready myself for combat with a different set of equipment. First off, I go searching for a new weapon to use. [B]Roll:[/B] 7. (SUCCESS!) After the shitty Thursday passes, Sunny decides to look for a powerful weapon. Conveniently, he stumbles upon a store selling small arms. He grabs a pistol with incendiary ammo and heads on his way. Sunny Dei: 2000/2000 HP (Fire Pistol) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Jebediah: Fire off a few shells at the tank. [B]Roll: 5[/B] (Neutral!) Jeb loads his shotgun and fires two nuclear rounds at the tank, but the shells bounce harmlessly off the surface of the tank's Anti-Nucleo-Radis Armor!™ Jebediah: 2,000/2,000 (Nuclear Shells: 10/12, Increases shotgun damage by 300%, Ignites targets.) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Magmacow: I grab the nearest hammer and jam the crowbar end of it into Tippy's crotch Roll: 7! (SUCCESS!) You grab the nearest hammer, being Mrx5001's and ram in into Tippy's crotch. Your aim is true and you nail it straight on the head! You simultaneously pop both testicles, rendering Tippy balless and useless for two turns. (Tippy loses 2000 HP and his balls. Magmacow: 2000/2000 (worthy of Mjolnir) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ M1112: Perform a Flaming Uppercut on Evil Tippy's crotch. Roll: 3! (FAILURE!) You aim for Tippy's crotch with both of your flaming hands, and in the process you get distracted by a rather appealing ice cream cone. Your aim slips south and you hit him right where his balls should be! (MISS!) (Tippy loses no HP) M112: 1900/2000 (wants an ice cream cone.) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ FuzzWaddle:I attempt to jumpkick Evil Tippy while unloading the last pistol clip into him Roll: 6! (SUCCess!) You successfully jumpkick Evil Tippy, while his crotch is being abated, and you hit him right in the head! While you're gracefully flying through the air unto Tippy's face, you manage to unload half of your clip on him! Fuzzwaddle: 2000/2000 (Trusty Pistol: +50% DMG) (Tippy Loses 3500 HP) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- mrx5001: I decide to finish off Scotty's Evil tank by whirling mjolnir around to create a tornado and send the tank flying away. Roll: 4! ( FAILure!) You attempt to retrieve mjolnir from the belt around your waist, but it appears the thunder god's hammer has been stolen! Enraged, you attack Scotty's Evil Tank and miss. Mrx5001: 1900/2000 ( pissed off ) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ian: Use surrounding energy to materialize in the most astounding fashion. Roll: 2! (FAILURE!) You appear with a slight homosexual tinkle. Woo. Ian: 2000/2000 (kind of gay) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Deathgrunt: Jumps out of a cashing Vertibird in a full set of T-51b military power armor and a Winchester model P94 plasma rifle on his back. Roll: 1 (EPIC FAILURE!) You jump out of a crashing Vertibird, only to find your armor weighs you down to the point where you fall and indent yourself conveniently halfway into the ground. To make matters worse, the Vertibird lands on you, and your dog Buboo pisses on the Vertibird. You loose 1000HP and get humiliated. Deathgrunt: 1000/2000 HP (laughing stock) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- PrivateNomad Genuflect and call upon my random familiar to aid me in battle. Proceed to challenge the thugs to MORTAL COMBAT Roll: 7! (SUCCESS!) You genuflect, whatever the fuck that is, and call upon the word Familiar to help you in battle! As the letters being to synthesize out of nowhere, you call to the thugz "I CHALLENGE THEE TO MORTAL COMBAT." You and the thugz engage in MORTAL COMBAT. PrivateNomad: 2000/2000 (Doesn't have 50$) Familiar: 500/500 (not very helpful) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Folc: Fk it, new body time. I relieve the old man's body, which immediately keels over, and see if I can't reanimate whatever remains of juggernougat from the aether. Roll: 10! (HOLY SHIT!) You grab the old man's body and as you touch it, you immediately feel the magic of necromancy course through your veins. You fully reanimate JUGGERNOUGAT from the aether, with enough undead energy leftover to fix your legs and give you KILLER CALVES. Folc: 2000/2000 (KILLER CALVES.) JUGGERNOUGAT: 2000/2000 (DELICIOUS) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- iRex: during that horrific incident I made a bm onto the chemicals which cloned Me back at full strength. Roll: 2! ( SHITTY LUCK!) You attempt to empty your bowels onto the same mass of chemicals that had slain you, but you can't, because you are dead. You let out one ghost turd and you gain a useless Clone of M.E. (Microsoft Eric) iRex: DEAD! M.E.: 150/150 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kisame Using my psychic powers I teleport into the future from feudal japan with my katana named Kit Ana. Roll: 8 (LUCKY YOU!) You arrive into the battle, armed with your humorously named Kit-Ana, who is sentient. The blast of psychic energy fused some of the material from the fallen Vertibird into your armor effectively making you BADASS. Kisame: 2000/2000 (BADASS) Kit-Ana: 500/500 --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- _Vendetta_: I decloak in the sidelines of the scene, take a brief look around, and then activate my omni-tool and bring out my omni-blade, charging it up with energy as I do so. Roll: 2 (SHIT, MAN!) You attempt to decloak in the side of the battle, but instead end up in the middle of the fight. You pull out your omni-tool, but you manage to slip on Folc's old leg in the process! Vendetta: 2000/2000 HP (on the GROUND!) --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Millz, Thuggnificent Rider walks into the battlefield packin' the black Mac and a backpack fulla crack, Jack. Roll: 7! (RADICAL!) Your thuggish charm gets you accepted into the thugz, and you join the fight against Private Nomad, swinging your Crackpack at full force! Millz: 2000/2000 ( crackpack ) (thugz) --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Erkor appears to be cooking. Bodies. Occasionally pours in the ground bone meal of his/her victims mixed with soul shards. Roll: 5 (neutral) You cook bodies, occasionally pouring in the ground bone meal of your victims mixed with soul shards. Erkor: 2000/2000 (genderfluid?) --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Calebc789 drives into the battlefield with a Lambo and grabs a 12.7mm AT Gun leaning on the passenger seat. Roll 2! (JUVENILE!) : You drive into the battlefield in a toy Barbie car and you grab a NERF Maverick with the penny mod leaning on the passenger seat. You are also a baby. Caleb: 2000/2000 (baby) (NERF, 12/12 darts) --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- PaperBurrito: I stomp onto the battlefield, prep the guns on my sentient mech Misha, and fire a few bullets into the confusion. Roll: 1! (SHIT!) You stomp onto the battlefield wearing nothing but your pajamas. Armed with your toy mech, Misha, who fires tiny plastic projectiles, you fire into confusion! PB: 2000/2000 (PJs) Misha: 100/100 (Toy) --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [B]Devl:[/B] Being the kind of man sitting eagerly on his PC before a choir concert in a few hours, decides to benevolently update the thread! This, being his entry move. Roll: 8! (SELF-INDULGENT!) (I actually got this) Devl wakes up on a Sunday morning and decides to walk down the street. The moment he exits the door, he sees a battlefield with a bunch of fools on it. Daringly, he walks in and takes stock of all the chaos, deciding what everyone is going to do for their next turn. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Enemies: Evil Tippy: 12500/20000 (NO BALLS!) Stupid. Spews random facts out of his mouth. Likes TNT. (On fire: -500 hp for 5/6 turns) Scotty's Evil Tank:2250/5000 ARMOR: 0/100 (Upside-down: Unable to roll) (Broken Gun: -1 on combat rolls) SheogorathBOT: 100000/1000000 (Instant kill above 7. Instant -2000 HP from BOT's HP if below 7. Every Update loses 200) Neutral: Snuggles The Alien: 3500/3500 (Robotics Facility: +1 on rolls involving the creation or deployment of robots) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ THUGZ: Wilfred: 2000/2000 HP Fredrick: 5000/5000 HP Millz: 2000/2000 HP Welcome back!

ha HAH! now i live up to my true sexual orientation. ROLL THE SWAG DICE TO RECREATE MY SWAGNUM

[B]Erkor[/B] moves! With its cauldron! Now Erkor continues to concoct whatever potion "it" tries to make. Perhaps they sell something?

FUCK [b]_Vendetta_[/b] Realizing how bad my current situation is, I shoot a biotic pulse all around me, which, if successful, will blast back and damage anyone in the immediate area.

[B]Calebc789 [/B]I bail out of the pink toy car and try to find a way to turn myself back to normal.

[B]FuzzWaddle:[/B] I fiddle around with my pistol and any scrap around me in order to somehow upgrade it.

Devl: I decide to look for a weapon while updating the thread. Ian: ROLLS SWAG DICE TO RECREATE SWAGNUM Roll (+1 SWAG BUFF): 8(9!) (HOLY SHIT!) Not only does Ian recreate the swagnum, he recreates a crate full of nuclear ammo for both the swagnum and Jeb's shotgun! Ian: 2000/2000 (swagnum with 72/72 shots) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Erkor moves! With its cauldron! Now Erkor continues to concoct whatever potion "it" tries to make. Perhaps they sell something? Roll: 4 (Aww D:) Erkor tries to concoct a potion, and ends up creating an ice cream. Erkor: 2000/2000 (third-person) (also has ice cream) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- _Vendetta_: Realizing how bad my current situation is, I shoot a biotic pulse all around me, which, if successful, will blast back and damage anyone in the immediate area Roll: 6 (NICE BD) You shoot out a huuuuge aassss biotic pulse which blasts and damages everybody in a 500 yard radius, striking Balless Tippy in the process. He loses 500 HP. Vendetta: 2000/2000 HP (not on the GROUND!) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Calebc789 I bail out of the pink toy car and try to find a way to turn myself back to normal. Roll: 9 (I WANTED YOU TO STAY A BABY. DAMNIT. GOOD FOR YOU THOUGH) Caleb bails out of the car and comes up like a badass, striking Balless Tippy and fisting Tippy in the process. The energy from Caleb's FIST OF DOOM saps 2000 HP from Balless tippy, effectively turning him back into a man, and transferring him 2000 HP in the process. DAMN. Caleb: 4000/4000 (nerf 12/12 darts) (no longer a baby) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- FuzzWaddle: I fiddle around with my pistol and any scrap around me in order to somehow upgrade it. Roll: 3 (SUCKS TO BE YOU) Okay, so Fuzz decides he's gonna pick up any scrap around him. He sees a large rifle, but seeing as it is alien tech, he doesn't recognize it as a gun. He takes the rifle and breaks it open, revealing ammo inside. He takes the ammo and pockets it, and now dual-wields Alien Rifle Parts. He takes the ammo and tries to shoot it from his pistol and ends up jamming the gun, making it a decorative paperweight. He throws out the AR ammo. FuzzWaddle: 2000/2000 (Pistol Paperweight +50% DMG) (AR brickbats) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Devl: I decide to look for a weapon while updating the thread. (Can I just take the torch of DM until otherwise possible?) Roll: 4 (SHIIIT) While editing the update post, Devl finds several rounds of an unknown ammo right beside him. He picks them up and pockets them. He decides to use them as throwing objects. Devl: ?/? HP (DM status pending) (25/25 bullet projectiles) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Enemies! Enemies: Evil Tippy: 95000/20000 (NO BALLS!) (GETTING THE SHIT KICKED OUT OF HIM) Stupid. Spews random facts out of his mouth. Likes TNT. (On fire: -500 hp for 4/6 turns) Scotty's Evil Tank:2250/5000 ARMOR: 0/100 (Upside-down: Unable to roll) (Broken Gun: -1 on combat rolls) SheogorathBOT: 92000/1000000 (Instant kill above 7. Instant -2000 HP from BOT's HP if below 7. Every Update loses 200) (made up for last turns. this is four) Neutral: Snuggles The Alien: 3500/3500 (Robotics Facility: +1 on rolls involving the creation or deployment of robots) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ THUGZ: Wilfred: 2000/2000 HP Fredrick: 5000/5000 HP Millz: 2000/2000 HP

[b]_Vendetta_[/b] I bring out my tech abilities and shoot a Snap Freeze at Tippy, which generates a thick, freezing stream of cold nitrogen gas to freeze him solid. ((I am basically just using Mass Effect abilities.))

[B]Jebs[/B]: Shoot tippy.

[B]Sunny De[/B]i: Begin firing on the Evil Tank

[B]Kisame[/B] Being a feudal lord I try to build a portal back to my past to bring forward my japanese warriors. Kit ana makes some sandwhiches for the warriors so they wont be angry.

(Does every four posts or earliest I can make it sound good?) Devl: I throw a bullet at Scotty's Evil Tank. Vendetta: I bring out my tech abilities and shoot a Snap Freeze at Tippy, which generates a thick, freezing stream of cold nitrogen gas to freeze him solid. Roll: 9 (HOLY SHIT) You bring up your tech UI and shoot a Snap Freeze at Tippy, generating a thick, freezing stream of cold nitrogen gas. Suspensively, the device malfuntions. Seconds later, a ball the size of an industrial fan, mainly composed of nitrogen gas, engulf Tippy, who is still holding his testic-holes. He is now frozen in this position for 6 turns, and loses 3000 HP. Vendetta: 2000/2000HP (clogged omni-tool) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jebs: Shoot tippy. Roll: 7(YOU FUCKS GOT LUCKY) A vaguely vague command, you shoot tippy with two nuclear shells, out of the 72 you have from Ian's swag dice roll. You deal 7000 damage, killing Tippy. Damn. Jebs: 2,000/2,000 (nuclear shells: 70/72, Increases shotgun damage by 300%, Ignites targets.) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sunny Dei: Begin firing on the Evil Tank. Roll: 1 (HAHA FUCK YOU BUDDY) A vaguely vague command, you fire an entire clip at the tank. You miss every shot. How the hell do you do that? It's a fucking TANK. Sunny: 2000/2000HP (shitty aim) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Kisame: Kisame Being a feudal lord I try to build a portal back to my past to bring forward my japanese warriors. Kit ana makes some sandwhiches for the warriors so they wont be angry. Roll: 5 (neutral) Kisame, being a feudal lord, builds a portal back to his past to bring forward his japanese warriors. Kit ana makes some sandwhiches for the warriors so they wont be angry. Kisame: 2000/2000 (BADASS) Kit-Ana: 500/500 (Making sandwhiches.) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Devl: I throw a bullet at Scotty's Evil Tank. Roll:7 (GO ME) You throw a bullet at Scotty's Tank and hit it right in the side. Being an alien round, it bores right through the armor. You deal 450 damage to the tank. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Enemies: Evil Tippy: Dead! Scotty's Evil Tank: 1800/5000 ARMOR: 0/100 (Upside-down: Unable to roll) (Broken Gun: -1 on combat rolls) SheogorathBOT: Rolls to spawn two GIANT ENEMY CRABS, A and B. Roll: 9 (OH FUCK) SheogorathBOT rolls for giant crabs and lands a nine. Two giant enemy crabs spawn, and since the roll was a nine, two pincers on both crabs are replaced with infinite shotguns. WE'RE FUCKED! SheogorathBOT: 91800/1000000 (Instant kill above 7. Instant -2000 HP from BOT's HP if below 7. Every Update loses 200) Giant Enemy Crab A: 25000/25000 (Shotgun Arms) Giant Enemy Crab B: 25000/25000 (Shotgun Arms) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Neutral: Snuggles The Alien: Rolls to speed up the creation of his robot army which will take seven turns. Roll: 6 (EH) The creation will now take six turns. (6/6) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ THUGZ: Wilfred: 2000/2000 HP Fredrick: 5000/5000 HP Millz: 2000/2000 HP

[b]_Vendetta_[/b] Seeing the two shotgun grabs spawn and realizing that my omni-tool is currently jammed, I radio in for an Atlas mech suit to be dropped in from above so that I can use it to fight the crabs.