right im going to start an orc and goblin rpg. it will eb story based. now you just pick from one of the listed classes. and when posting please do not post like this "grashnak killed the dwarf with his draich" this leaves no room for chance or anything for me to work on. i will be like the dice, you give the wanted action in a cool post and ill let you know if your successful in your mod post.

you may choose to be either an orc or a goblin, your character must have a name and you may choose two pieces of wargear for them (you may pick up other items along the way)

Ok... im in. were is this game going to be??

it will be located by a small orc outpost

What are the classes?

-ACDM

can we have a mount? I want a gigantic spider......I dont care if I dont get any starting special EQ.

ok right you may have a mount, but if you choose oen you may only have one piece of wargear. please set out character sheets like so, heres mine

name: borgash
height: 7'2
weight: 190 lbs
appearance: very dark green skin, covered in chainmail
wargear: choppa, shield

background: the leader of the bad moon boyz, he takes a small band of his finest to adventure forth, for fame glory and a lot of fighting.#

right everybody who wants ot take part character sheets up as soon as possible please!

i am a black orc warboss, you may be

orc boy, goblin, night goblin, savage orc, troll

all except troll cna haev any sensible wargear that is appropriate (ie spiders as mounts for gobbos, not crossbows for trolls)

name: zorbang
height: 6' 1"
weight: 174 lbs
appearance: green skin covered in soot,
wargear: choppa, staff

background: the tribes oldest shaman, follows the tribe wherever they go [wether they want him too or not] spends most of his time apparently talkin too imself

right ok good, a shaman. any others to join?

Why not?

Name: Guuuurgruzz

Height: 10'3"

Weight: approx. 1 ton (who wants to get close enough to a troll to actually weigh one?)

Appearance: Blue, with what appear to be small pebbles covering his skin

Wargear: None

Background: Guuuurgruzz is a troll who's life dream was to eat a dragon. So far, he hasn't found one, but he has learned that if you follow the little green people, eventually you will get something to eat. (borrowed a bit of corvo's troll behaviour here. I love it!)

very nice, a shaman and a troll, come on id like a few more people before i begin

Name: Fippa da Old
Height: Dont really know how to measure height like this, can anyone tell what a night goblins could be?
Weight: same as on height.
Appearance: covered in dark clothes like most night goblins. He also got several patches over his skin which have been sewn over old or new wounds, simply because he was to impatient to wait for them to heal normally, and he was afraid someone would take his job if he showed any sign of weakness. Also, his left eye is missing. Fippa has learned that usually protection is far better than speed in his work, and therefore he encloses himself in scraps and lot from the former battle, their pure numbers giving him some protection.
Wargear: Spear, Light Armour.

Background: Fippa was born many, many years ago, no-one is really sure when, but he was the oldest gobbo in his tribe. When he was young, he got a fascination for squigs, and learned how to rear and train them. It took him many years to master this, and he is quite feared with his long crudely made spear, with spikes pointing inward, making them do far more damage when its pulled out, than when its stabbed in.
His brutal ways have often made the squigs attack him, and therefore he have a lot of old wounds, which he strangely sew together, and when to much skins and flesh is missing he uses metal or leather to replace it. Strangely, Fippa managed to wrestle most squigs into submission with his all manner of small daggers hidden all over him, usually killing them with his dirty tricks.
When Fippa captures a new squig, he usually quickly make it realise whos the boss by first hammer it to a tree or something else, and the slowly rip its left eye out, and then eat it.
This was the way Fippa lived for many decades, and some even say longer, until recently the tribe shaman became jealous of thinking that there were anyone in the tribe that could be "smarterer dan 'im" using his own words on the matter, and then blowed all his squigs to bits, and then captured Fippa.
the shaman then ruipped out the night goblins left eye, a mocking of Fippa's own method of taking a squig as slave, and ate it.
The shaman then attempted to kill Fippa, but Fippa then headbutted the arrogant shaman, and slitted his throat. Fippa then fled from the tribe, since the shaman had gotten the ear of the warboss, not literally, and barely escaped with his life and weapons. In the caves Fippa manged to trap a young squig, which he bote into submission.
Now, Fippa would join anyone for prorection against his old, vengeful tribe.


Chris

Name: Thong the Offender
Height: 14'' in sandles
Weight: 12lbs when wet.
Appearance: A mighty and formidable build...in Snotling terms. Naked apart from his sandles...and of course his magical and mighty shiny fake imatation leather thong, the famous Battle Pants

Background: Thong started life as an ordinary Snotling. Indeed his name was also ordinary then, so ordinary it has been forgotten in time and myth (which doesn't take long for Greenskins). The Snotling led a happy life stealing, mischief making with his friends, throwing open bottles of sick at the stupid trolls and avoiding being eaten by larger greenskins.

Then one day he happend upon a Goblin Shaman naked in a lake, diving for rare magical underwater mushrooms. Like any ordinary Snotling, his first instinct was to 'rob the Shaman blind'. He rumaged through the magical goblins clothes to try and find some valuables to bribe his mates with. The Snotling could not help giggling to himself as he picked up the shamans black thong...that turned out to be a big mistake as the giggling made the Shaman realise what the Snotling was up to. The Shaman instantly started to chant a mighty spell and let it fly. Unfortunately due to the unpredictable nature of greenskin magic, the fact the Shaman was covered in water and pond weed, the spell came out wrong. When the dust cleared the Snotling found that he was wearing the leather thong. Weirdly the thong fitted his tiny butt cheeks perfectly and crackled and hissed with magical energy. Thong the Offender was born...

Wargear: Thong wears the mighty Battle Pants. This contains the bound spell Mork Wants Ya at a power level equivalent to the casting value of the spell.
The mighty Battle Pants are so offensive and yet at the same time overtly sexual that any enemy in close combat is effected mentally and recieves a -1 to hit penalty.
Thong also has Wallopers One hit Wander hidden down his mighty Battle Pants This gives him a very manly appearance and whilst Wallopers is tucked snugly down his pants Thong has a Ld of 8. Once Wallopers is in use his leadership is reduced to 5.

Stinky :)

lol a snotling nice, ok a few more people before we begin the journey of violence

Name - Norbit
Height - 5 foot
Weight: Depends on the current digestion course.
Apearance: shiny dark red with bone scales, severale horns cover her spine, with one big green glowing horn standing out on top her for head. Norbit's left eye is replaced with a warpstone which seems to have blended into her face trough mutated flesh and bronze wire.

Race: Cavus Fungalis


Background story: Norbit was one of the drugged squigs that got handed out by Skarsnik himself as a "gift" to an moulder skaven clan. The initial plan was to cause major havoc from inside the underground skaven fortress when the drugs on the squigs wore off. This plan failed miserably as the squigs got an overdose on drugs, just a few of these bouncy menaces woke up from their trance but only a few months too late. The skaven already had enough time to practice several warp stone experiments on the squigs. Some of the squigs grew to guarantuan proportions and massacred large parts of the lower depths of the skaven hive. However, other projects had succes and the skaven booked great succes with their new manipulated, bio engineered and partly mechanised squigs, and many night goblins found themselves on the wrong end of these glowing bouncing balls of teeth.
Skarsnik's sneaky little plan caused loads of casualities on both sides.
Apart from the big warped irradiated horn and her replaced eye, Norbit is still a healthy squig, though her early drug overdose disabled a big part of her little brain. This combination causes her to to act more irrattional then other squigs. Her last battle she prefered to stay and have a nap in her cage which saved her from certain death in the massacre that was to follow. It's still unclear what happened out there in the battlefield.
Norbit woke up in her cage on an empty battlefield, she was feeling hungry and hopped towards the horizon in search for... well, whatever her little half working squig brain desires.

right a shaman, a troll, a night gobbo, a snotling and a squig. lol this should be great fun. all lead by a bigass black orc warboss. ill post the IC thread soemtime todya hopefully.

Right the IC thread is up, i need you guys to post even if its just to say you start moving or introducing your character.

I hope it is not too late for me to join. If not, will post character info later tonight.

Apologies for being a bit thick...alright very thick but where are we supposed to post?
Here in this thread or in this IC post mentioned?
I'm new to this thing so if you could tell me where to post I'll do it quick smart.

Cheers
Stinky :)

the IC thread. this is for people who wnat to join.

OK, here he is.

Tailripper the Boastful

Tailripper is a savage orc. It is his goal in life to travel from tribe to tribe, to try and to convince others that "The old wayz iz best." His method for convining is to latch on to a tribe and show them the stength of the savage ones, as well as telling boastful stories of his great deeds, most of which are a load of goblin dung. But don't tell him that, or he'll rip your throut out with his bare hands. His name come from his favorite tale, the origin of his huge 8 foot long spear, the haft of which is a single massive tree limb. Supposedly, he got the point by ripping the spike off the tail of a full grown wyvern. He named this weapon Stinga'. While it is true that this is what the point is, complete with deadly poison, how he actually got it is a mystery. Oh, and he HATES goblins/snotlings. They are weaklings who have no role in the brutal life of the savage boyz. In his mind, they are only good for dinner, at which point they ain't too bad.

Wargear: A massive and bad tempered boar named Goretust, and and Stinga'.

About that squig on a leash... is that me? (Norbit)

No, mentioned in the characters background that he recently captured a young squig.

Chris

Okay great!
Just to prevent characters from becoming too fixed by someone else choices; Try not to interact with characters who haven't entered the story yet. Nobody did it which is good, just so the rest of the rpg stays that way.

A small note: The piece of warpstone in norbit's eye socket starts burning everytime it comes in proximity of anything that radiates, like greensking magic for example.

well my character [zorbang] radiates raw waaagh an awful lot just so ya know

^_^ That makes it all the more interesting.

yeah i noticed B)

Okay we really need our 'dungeon master' now. Norbit and Zorbang are having a staring contest now during the fight. Which isn't that interesting, something should happen. We should think up a way to resolve encounters between two characters. I mean, it's what roleplaying is all about, interaction.

Same here, I can only post that I thrash a group of highwaymen so many times before it becomes boring and pointless.

(And I want to here his reply for me detroying his wagon/supplies :D )

Exactely :lol: How many highwaymen are there anyway? It seems like you guys are fighting the national guard there :lol:

This is the first RPG I've ever done. So apologies if I break the rules. :)

I'm really enjoying it though. You guys are nuts lol!
Time for the fight to end though me thinks.

I want to know whats gonna happen now the wagons been smashed ha ha...

Stinky :)

yeah i was wondering bout the staring contest too

and how many highwaymen



and when lunch was but thats anoother story





dont worry too much bout breaking rules dude the trick is too not over exagerrate your abilities and too sometimes [or often have your character stuff up] your doing grand so far

Is it to late to join in deez shinaniginz? :)

Don't think so, but you might want to check with kurlan (If he ever shows up again <_< ). And you guys are right about the highwaymen, any survivors (probably a very large band!) must be fleeing by now. Time to move on.

as soon as I win the staring contest i will.... :)

I propose to give the rpg a rest untill our dungeon master returns.

right im bakc sorry for delay.

I think all comments about the RPG story should be limited to here and only add story posts to the other thread. ^_^

My thoughts are...What the drok hapened to the wagon? Lot1loe spent good energy tearing that thing up and it was a good idea.

We need to carefully consider all others thoughts.
Borgash should have squared up against him...or something.

Anyway I'm looking forward to this village. I fancy we scare all the villagers off get drunk and have a kip in the bar. Then I will discover the secrets of the parchment. Could be as simple as a sign saying there is a sale on at ARGOS.. :P

Still enjoying it though.

Stinky :)

There are still alot of open events, and you're supposed to resolve them. Norbit seems to have fallen and dissapeared in a plot hole.

Oh and please, no more OOC stuff in the rpg, it's why we have this thread.

Ok, I was a little hasty there, I will try to have more faith in our GM in the future.