Lords of Rubberdeep IC Thread
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				Title: <strong>Lords of Rubberdeep IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angie</strong> on <strong>12-08-2021, 21:59:28</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://www.belloflostsouls.net/wp-content/uploads/2018/06/waterdeep-harbor-horz.jpg)</div><br>It was a fine day in the city of Rubberdeep. Today was the first day of a week long festival, a Midsummer festivity, and the people were out on the rubber streets in droves. Some said the festival marked the anniversary of the magical calamity that changed everything into the soft, squeaky, squishy material, but most didn't care and just enjoyed the smell of pies, pastries, and other delectable treats on offer. Despite the strange biology of the people of this land, there was still a need to eat (if only because eating allowed one's body to naturally regenerate from any damage and kept things from getting too 'stiff'). <br><br>On the first day, there was a circus, that had come to Rubberdeep and was setting up an exhibition of exotic animals with great talents, such as lions that could compress their bodies through incredibly tight rings, monkey like creatures capable of acrobatic feats, even one or two really strange creatures that could perform basic alchemy. <br><br>The marketplace had been taken over by this exhibition, and with the marketplace in front of the most well used entrance, anyone coming to the city (or even just living there) would be forced to pass by the crowds of rubber people, packed tightly against each other without complaint as they all stopped to watch the festival unfold...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lords of Rubberdeep IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kathyan</strong> on <strong>13-08-2021, 00:23:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/23/0e/8a/230e8a7e4e11072c8912ef1d7c767c9b.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ruby Rubbear (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=335170.msg15946748#msg15946748)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> OPEN<br><strong>Notes:</strong> Exhibiting herself next to the circus<br><hr><br>Saying good bye to her old friends and leaving the inn where they stayed Ruby was soon stumbled by a squeaky crowd of people that left her bouncy tits dancing back to one side and to other more than the usual. Ruby found herself forced to grab the huge pair to stop their motion and while doing so she realized about the festival. Whoever had stolen Ruby's ruby was smart to pick the start of the festival, the streets were packed with crowds of people coming and going into every direction. Trying to get anyone's attention seemed impossible but at least it seemed that none of them cared to have a huge goblinoid bump with them. Either way she would still exhibit the mercenary insignia she bore as a sign that she was both friendly and for hire, the fact that she had the insignia pinned to her chest would also cause she ended up exhibiting her cleavage and purposely putting her breasts on display though.<br><br>While Ruby's first idea was to go the market to see if anyone could have tried to sell her ruby she found the place appropriated by the circus and its exhibition of exotic animals. Taking a little time to think where to go next she stayed there, standing next to the exhibition, as if she was part of it while putting her own body on display to anyone that stared at her direction.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lords of Rubberdeep IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>17-08-2021, 03:45:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d3/67a13fe15a5e55ad9b919010386eeeb3.png)</div><strong>Torrin Delmirev</strong> (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1CT3Gjbe1hbiSqjlPPEmh5mh_GShjLcjRw-CKSmOfnZg/edit)<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;During her exquisite display of bounce, Ruby Rubbear might have noticed a pair of purple eyes hungrily roaming her body.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Wow,” a golden scaled dragon born whispered to himself.&nbsp; “she's pretty amazing.”&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Chuckling at his own silliness, the dragonborn decided to follow the voluptuous bugbear.&nbsp; Surely, most women were inclined to bounce.&nbsp; That was the nature of the world, after all, but that girl was something special—russet rubber body coiled with elastic muscles that only augmented her feminine curves.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;By the time they got to the market and carnival, ruby probably noticed she had a shadow—a golden scaled dragon of a man close to seven feet tall with a crimson spandex cloak.&nbsp; He had matching padding under and armor of black rubber chain links.&nbsp; His boots were the hide of some rugged rubbery beast—a monster he'd done his part in slaying during his days with the Crimson Century.&nbsp; There was a rather heavy blade at his belt, and a table dagger too.&nbsp; His other weapons and shield were packed away.&nbsp; A medallion around his neck showed a gray cloud over a white thunderbolt striking a mountain.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lords of Rubberdeep IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Isengrad</strong> on <strong>17-08-2021, 23:53:29</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/2f/25/ac/2f25ac375618d084ecc5fa610718ff33.png)</div><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font">Gerard Leanbo (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2496879)</span></strong></span><br>Variant Human (M)&nbsp; Monk 3 (5'4")<br><strong>AC:</strong>16&nbsp; <strong>Hp:</strong>26/26 <strong>Passive perception:</strong>14&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Current effects:</strong> none<br><hr><br>Away from the hustle and bustle of the crowd down below perched a soft looking male, arm wrapped(a few times) around the lantern post he was sat upon. He had only come to this city a few days before, and the continent about the same time. It was certainly a sight to see, the people pressing in close and watching them bounce deform and squeeze through. He was not old enough to remember a time before, some at the enclave were, and the stories they told were always fascinating.<br><br>It was always fun to pick people out of the crowd, people watching, see which ones did not belong. Surly enough the Bugbear woman was certainly one of those, scantily clad and forceful with her approach. Another was the dragonborn whose scales shown like the sun, certainly a spectacle in and of itself. So as the Dragonborn made to follow the bugbear, the monk made to follow the dragonborn...staying high when he could, scaling walls and streching limbs to make jumps.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lords of Rubberdeep IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angie</strong> on <strong>18-08-2021, 03:10:58</strong>
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				The display continued, with the circus ringleader introducing them all. After the lions and tigers and the fire breathing chicken (yes, really), out came the elephants, creatures of impressive size and yet incredible grace. The creatures, despite being as rubbery as everything else, were incredibly dense and had a thing for flattening. The elephant they brought forth was restrained by ropes. But the thing about ropes...they sometimes failed. Spectacularly so. The ropes snapped and the workers fell to the ground, and the elephant got itself free! The creature, realizing its new found freedom, charged forward into the crowd. <br><br>"Somebody help!" The ringleader called out, as town guards rushed in with weapons at the ready. Of course, they were somewhat outmatched, but considering the beast was charging right for where Ruby, Torrin, and Gerard were standing, they might not get a chance to avoid it...<br><br>(Some initiatives would be appreciated)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lords of Rubberdeep IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>28-08-2021, 14:57:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d3/67a13fe15a5e55ad9b919010386eeeb3.png)</div><strong>Torrin Delmirev</strong> (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1CT3Gjbe1hbiSqjlPPEmh5mh_GShjLcjRw-CKSmOfnZg/edit)<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Torrin got a few glimpses of the flexible young man.&nbsp; He grinned, appreciate of the fellow's superior control of his rubbery body.&nbsp; He took the opportunity presented by the show to stop next tot he bug bear girl and stand close to her.&nbsp; He enjoyed the show, but also took more than a few opportunities to glance down the russet girl's cleavage.&nbsp; He cheered several of the magnificent beasts they brought out--especially the fire breathing chicken!&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When the elephant got loose, Torrin's eyes widened in a blend of fear and excitement.&nbsp; Then he grinned fiercely and swung his shield off his back.&nbsp; "Almighty Zeus, King of the Gods, shield me and these around me with an endless well of life energy.&nbsp; Amen."&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;He was pretty sure the group that had just sort of...&nbsp; congealed from the three of them would all stand to protect the crowd.&nbsp; If they didn't, well, then that made them the crowd, so he was protecting them too. <br>&nbsp;"Get behind me if you're not ready to stand up tot his thing."&nbsp; Torrin pulled a blade of rugged, shimmering black rubber.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lords of Rubberdeep IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kathyan</strong> on <strong>04-09-2021, 03:05:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/23/0e/8a/230e8a7e4e11072c8912ef1d7c767c9b.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Ruby Rubbear</strong></span></span> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=335170.msg15946748#msg15946748)<br><hr><br>Happily swaying around and attracting gazes towards her bouncy chest Ruby did not pay any special attention to the golden dragonborn staring at her even when she did notice him given how easily he also stood out among the multitude. She would remember him if she had seen him before so she was sure he couldn't be related to the theft she had been victim, she was looking for someone who would pass unnoticed yet how would she be able to notice someone unnoticeable.<br><br>Ruby was trying to come up with an answer on her head and even ignored the snapping of the rope thinking it was just someone whipping an animal. The yell of help made her turn around though as she found it strange that someone would be whipping an slave and they cried out for help and that was when she saw the rampaging elephant. The squeaky and heavy trampling made the ground shake as it moved closer and she jumped back reflectively to move out of its way.<br><br>She had no intention to help and would even take advantage of the scaly one stepping forward and drawing the beast attention towards himself but what he said sounded like a challenge to her so she grabbed her shield and stood by Torrin's side. Staring down at him she spoke to him in a playful but defiant tone, "Are you implying you can stand up to this beast and I can't?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lords of Rubberdeep IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angie</strong> on <strong>04-09-2021, 06:04:39</strong>
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				The rubbery elephant saw the three of them moving to stand in its way, and the elephant, being a gentle creature, slowed itself. But at the same time, it didn't want to be here any more than they wanted to be in his way, so the creature's rubbery tusks lowered...<br><br>Init Order: Gerard, Elephant, Ruby, Torrin<br><br>Gerard is up!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lords of Rubberdeep IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Isengrad</strong> on <strong>04-09-2021, 22:43:52</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/2f/25/ac/2f25ac375618d084ecc5fa610718ff33.png)</div><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font">Gerard Leanbo (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2496879)</span></strong></span><br>Variant Human (M)&nbsp; Monk 3 (5'4")<br><strong>AC:</strong>16&nbsp; <strong>Hp:</strong>26/26 <strong>Passive perception:</strong>14&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><strong>Current effects:</strong> none<br><hr><br>"Less talking, more Doing!" called the lithe monk from his perch above the pair. Streching down, his limbs expanding, his torso following suit he landed before the pair. His hands held in a strange position, two fingers extended to a point. He originally wanted to calm the beast, but as it lowered its tusks he figured that a more tenable defense was in order. SO he lashed out, his right hand extending once more to try and pierce the Elephants hide before settling into an evasive stance.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">crunch</div><div class="spoiler_body">Move to in front of elephant.<br>Action: Unarmed attack: 2021-09-04 15:41:09&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2021-09-04 15:41:09, isengrad (uid: 10132) rolls: 1d20a5 Result: 18 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=155529)<br>Damage: 2021-09-04 15:43:09&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2021-09-04 15:43:09, isengrad (uid: 10132) rolls: 1d6a3 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=155530)<br>Bonus action: Patiant defense, spending a ki point to use the dodge action.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Lords of Rubberdeep IC Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angie</strong> on <strong>04-09-2021, 23:13:14</strong>
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				The elephant's rubbery hide was thick, but Gerard's strike was true. It didn't pierce the skin, but it did impact, Gerard could feel that he had done something to the beast. Unfortunately-or perhaps fortunately-the beast now focused on him, turning its tusks to strike him. <br><br>However, his evasive maneuvers allowed him to deftly dodge the creature's blows. With that accomplished, and some people having vacated the area, the others could squeeze around if needed to get their own angles on the large beast...
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