LOCKEZ'S FORUM RPG

You're close enough at this point that retrieving the motorcycle would cause more delay than running.

That's not everyone, but it's enough people to end the battle so anything else submitted won't matter anyway. (So many players! Will need more/stronger enemies. Will need to re-evaluate the idea of having all players attack at once.)

ALLY TURNS
Dak
Ever courageous, Dak attempts to kick the Vomammoth in the shins (rolled 1). He connects solidly, breaking his own foot and dealing no damage to the Vomammoth.

Hobbie
Terrified of this unforgiving combat system, Hobbie attempts to stay completely still so nothing bad can possibly happen (rolled 6). After a short time of not breathing, he suffocates and passes out.


PLAYER TURNS
Gourd_Clae
You send Limn the moogle into the fray in an attempt to rescue Nightowl's sorry ass (rolled 1). Limn tries to tread carefully into the fire, but makes a wrong step just as the flames dance up beneath him, and squeals in moogly pain as the pom-pom on his head ignites. He is unable to save the pom-pom and it is incinerated. Your obedient moogle is now a disgruntled moogle.

RabitZ
Sword in hand, you take a swing at the last surviving wolf (rolled 4 +1 = 5). You cut a sizable gash into Lobo D's side, causing it to fall on the ground and bleed to death.

Nightowl
Your cry for help is heard by all. In your mind you were trying to say something like, "Man down, please help me! Get me out of the fire pronto, guys!" But in reality it comes out more like "Whaaaaaaaugggghhh awaaa-haaaaaa-waaaaa AIIIYYYEEEeeeeeaaaaaa oh god oh gooooooddddd aaaaaaaaaAAAAAAaaaaAAAAAAaaaa!" with a few sobs mixed in. You successfully manage to roll in a random direction which you hope is closer to the edge of the flames.

Dorakyura
You stomp towards Nightowl with an armload of snow and toss it onto him, then quickly pull him out of the fire (rolled 5). Rolling him in the snow, you put out the flames on his clothes and body, and Nightowl survives with painful but not debilitating burns. Nightowl will receive -1 to all rolls and cannot use his leg, but is alive.

Allen Hunter
You pull a dog out of your inventory and get ready to throw it down to aid in the battle, but the wolf is already dead. It's not a doggerang or a boomerdog or whatever, so you can't really safely toss it towards the mammoth that you're currently riding on, and getting off the mammoth seems equally unsafe. You return the hound to your satchel and simply hold on for dear life.

Yellow Magic
You attack the wounded wooly mammoth with your blade (rolled 3 +1). You wound it deeply. It begins bleeding into the snow. The cut alone would not be enough to down the stalwart beast, but after already taking damage from SorceressKyrsty and Allen Hunter's attacks, the creature can take no more. It staggers sideways, lets out an ear-piercing bellow, and falls sideways onto the ground. Allen Hunter (rolled 5) is very nearly crushed beneath it but manages to leap away in time.

MrChearlie
Your intoxication and your distance from the target prevent you from realizing that the mammoth is already in its dying throes. You draw the string on your crossbow and fire a bolt toward it (rolled 1 -1 = 1). As it turns out, the beast still being alive was irrelevant, since you missed and shot Allen Hunter in the hand instead. Allen will be unable to use his right hand until he is healed.


VICTORY!

Your team gathers itself together. Dak and Hobbie wake Zeuzio up with a bucket of snow to the face, then decide that they didn't bring nearly enough protection from the dangers of the tundra. They order your group to stay put, and head into town. When they return an hour later, they have brought four new bodyguards to join their escort: Arandomgamemaker, Prexus, Staph Tespan, and Xavion. All new players have now joined the party.

With a small army in tow, Dak and Hobbie head into the mine shaft.

This section of the mines appears to be abandoned. Support beams have been erected throughout the manmade cavern to keep it from caving in. Wooden beams lead across gaps in the ground where the stone floor must have collapsed in the past. Lanterns affixed to support beams provide light through the tunnels; not a lot, but enough to see any dangers. A few abandoned mining supplies have been left here, but seem to all be damaged and useless.

A voice with a North Brooklyn accent echoes through the cavern, "Hey buddy, where do you think yaw goin'?"

As a group you turn around, put on guard by the aggressive tone, not to mention confused as to how anyone in FF6 could possibly have a North Brooklyn accent. Four midgets in green jumpsuits have followed you into the mineshaft, each holding a wrench and making a menacing gesture with it.

One of the guys with accents points his wrench at Dorakyura, who is riding on his motorcycle. "You owe more than a few payments on that ride, bro. We's here to collect. You ain't got the cash, I'll just have to take the bike instead."

Dorakyura says, "Over my dead body." He revs the engine and narrows his eyebrows.

The goon smirks, then takes a jar of ointment out of a satchel and tosses it onto the ground. The brand label is visible: Vicks & Wedge Vaporub. This stuff is supposed to help with sinus congestion or something but it's totally disgusting and smells like your grandma.

The guy from North Brooklyn has apparently done something to this jar to make it even worse than before (though only slightly), because as soon as hits the ground it bursts open and the ointment congiels into a thick, sentient, murderous cloud which hovers in mid-air. He then does the same thing with two more jars. The clouds of vaporub appear to be loyal to to the goons, and the enemies approach your group, prepared for a fight.


BATTLE BEGIN!
Enemies:
Repo Man A
Repo Man B
Repo Man C
Repo Man D
Vaporite A
Vaporite B
Vaporite C