RMN ISLAND: YOU CAN STILL JOIN, MMKAY

Och, why i am so terrible in explaining.
LockZ have +2 stealth roll
Ok, LockZ command: explore x stealthy, Dice roll 5, but LockZ have +2 to stealth so 5+2 =7 Roll.

I forget a very important thing, in one weak I become a Duty soldier, (its more like a Conscription and I have no choice), so I can't attend the game for quite some times. if I can't continue playing here under this circumstances let me know.

I am a dude who wakes up in Cleveland. I'm strung up in a tree by my own parachute. Apparently I parachuted naked, so I need clothing and weapons. Apparently the parachute caught in a tree branch that was looming over a cliff. Do or die time...

Action: Try to unclip myself from the parachute, without falling to my death.

Round 2!

With a new god toying with the players, how long will they survive?

LockeZ
Epic Success! (5)

With a calm blue-green ocean to your back you remember to ascertain your surroundings. Not too far away you can see a stone city with a tan and red theme. A warm flickering glow comes from it, planting the idea in your head that there is some kind of festival occurring there. But seeing as how it's dusk and raining, you're not sure why anyone would be out and how they would have any fire source outside - it's coming down HARD! You also note that there is a dense twisted purple-tree jungle surrounding the city save for the area directly between it and the beach you're loitering on. You sneak across the soggy sand into the jungle around the city. You now have a perfect vantage point to see what is now confirmed to be a town festival. You realize that the entire point of the festival may just to be moronic as on a distant banner you somehow make out the words "Arrogance Centennial" From what you gather it's a festival about being arrogant, obviously. The rather mutated civilians are dancing and throwing their soggy wood into a somehow roaring fire to keep it a live as long as possible in the pouring rain. Ironically as you cursed at the previous god, there are multiple relish hot dog stands, a resurrection hospital, and multiple "RSOAS Banks".

Status:
-1 Combat Roll
+2 Stealth Roll in Jungle or Water
In the shores of REGICIDAL STATE OF ASS-SPOONING
A ghillie cowboy dude. Has an unshaven face and seemingly stern looking face.

CAVE_DOG_IS_BACK
Success! (4)

Flailing your gun and entire body around, your think you must have befriended the crusty bloody bikini gals as they have stopped and are looking at you with their heads tilted like dogs. However, you continue flailing and eventually you're basically playing Simon Says with them. You even count them - 4 in all! Glad that that's over, you turn around and start walking toward a piney forest. Though instead the "girls" stop you and point at a fallen Geekman by a yellow metal shack, and hold up a moldy bikini set - all the while looking at you innocently. They appear to want you to help them demolish Geekman.

Items:
+1 to Combat Roll
+4 MREs
+1 Lighter
+1 Scoped Hunting Rifle in shabby condition (+1 Combat Roll)
Companions: The Kelp Gals x 4 (+1 Combat Roll)
Crusty Bloody Bikini

Status:
In Kansas near Yellow Shack Beach.
A moe anime girl that is unaware of her robothood.
Hungry.

Geekman
Major failure and backfire! (1)
Upon seeing the terrifying beach girls you begin to leave the beach and run toward the nearby pine forest to get some camo and~! Whoops, didn't see that BRIGHT YELLOW SHACK, you now have a contusion and a broken leg - all movement actions down by one. And that moe anime robot girl and her seemingly new friends are...looking at you hungrily... You better move, also sorry to tell you, but you're suffocating a zebra stripe turtle with your butt.

Status:
In Kansas near That Stupid Yellow Shack Beach
Contusion
Broken Leg (-1 Movement Roll)

Items:
Companions: Suffocating zebra-stripe turtle named Bob


Reginald T Chinchillington XVII
Success with collateral damage! (6)
As you file your nails and sit regally upon a nearby stump, you silently request help from a new life-form lower than yourself, and just as you deserved, a nearby holy-shit-colossal radish unearths itself and blows up! You got some dirt on your regal clothing making recruiting actions one point less likely! As for the results of the blast, you have a beautiful radish themed home that will follow you wherever you go, and talk to you when you are inside of it. As for Grabblewarb, he found nothing and is kinda disgusting looking now. He slithers onto and attaches to the side of your Cinderella-esque abode. You realize in your wandering you are in a very tightly packed area - there are roots and -ugh- FOILAGE everywhere! How detestable.

Status:
In a root ridden area of the Jungles of Baconic Bay
Dirty


Items:
3x Mutilated Monkeys
Companion: GRABBLEWARB the Yellow Hunter Sponge (+1 Combat Roll)
Companion: Root Leg Red Turnip House (+1 Movement)
Dirty Regal Clothing (-1 Recruiting)

Dudesoft
Temporarily taking off your shades, you do a septillion flip out of the parachute gear and tree onto a nearby root and slide down its mossy mass to the bottom. At the bottom, you land coolly and the parachute gear barfs out an attractive aviator's jacket, which slides onto your body flawlessly, raising all your smooth talking actions by one! You put on your glasses and realize you're on the top of a dusty canyon, your part of the cliff being held on loosely by the nearby big ass tree's roots. Looking down, you see a narrow stream and on the other side of the canyon a tranquil Garden of Eden of sorts. "Hey, buddy, hurry it up!" You almost forgot your talking comb! He's a good for nothing jerk, but you've known him forever. "Let's get to the garden, lazy!" There doesn't seem like anyway across other than jumping and behind the tree you just left are more cliffs going up and a series of cave entrances. Before you even get to act though...a firey mummy catches the Garden on fire. You can feel Jeffrey the Comb hyperventilating. "D-Do something!"

Status:
On top of Deep Deep Chasm in Cleveland.
A never soft dude.

Items:
Attractive Aviator Suit (+1 Persuasion Roll)
Companion: Jeffrey the Talking Comb

Wildwes
Success! (4)

You take out your DS, find a comfy rock, and start gaming! Suddenly, your rock starts moving! The red-brown creature begins to talk in a booming voice: "Hey, is that the new 3DS?"
"Nah, I'm too retro for that - this is the original!" The rock monster is so surprised he gasps and sucks you in, giving you powerful rock armor! Suddenly less interested in playing your DS, you investigate the area and see a very modern looking town in the middle of the meadow. Your rock friend also notes that to the east and west are nothing but swamps and stupid people. You sit back down on the shore, finish the temple and then ponder your next move.

Status:
Chillin' on a beach in The Meadow o' Morons
Feeling safe

Items:
Companion: Rock Suit Norman (+1 Combat/Defending Rolls, -1 Movement Rolls)
Retro DS (+1 Competitive Rolls)

Solarlune
Failure! (2)

Looking around the shallow waters of the shoal, you find no replacement tools. Luckily though, you see that there are pointy black rocks every where. You're careful not to touch them, but you're swept up in a frothy wave trying to get to the shore. Which might have been for the best since it was just a giant volcano area. Not that pointy black rock shoals are any better... You're now farther from The Point of Neglection and closer to the Meadow of Morons, which though swampy, looks more inviting than the Point of Neglection.

Status: On the border of Meadow of Morons and The Point of Neglection
Soggy utility belt (-1 Movement Roll)
Plumber's Clothes

meisam
(1) (1) and a (5). Two failures with collateral damage and an epic success!

You try your trio of spells and poof! You find yourself above a canyon, looking at a bewildered dude. You blink at each other like in a cartoon, then as you fall, screaming, you cast fireball... which sets you on fire... You can see a stream at the bottom of the musty canyon, but you're going to miss it! In desperation, you cast Divine Plea! Just then a giant godly man parts the skies and flicks you into the stream, then he returns to the heavens. Completely disheveled, you lay in the stream. To one side of you a twisting path leading to the garden on the other side of the cliff. To the other another cave system, a maze-like one, but it may get you back home. On the rest of your sides are piled rocks that you could never climb in your current state. You can see that your fireball may have started a fire in the garden.

Status:
Trashed (-2 Movement, -2 Recruiting)
Mummy white mage at the bottom off Deep Deep Chasm in Cleveland
Touched by a god (An extra life if you get too trashed, don't expect to be very able bodied though...)

It's all good, meisam, I can do that.

I shout gibberish and jump around in a way that approximates the sentence "SURROUND HIM AND CLUB HIM AND TAKE HIS MEATS" I also move to club the man. He cannot escape my robot leg.