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Cats getting nine lives idea: Thwarted!
Jan. 21st, 2016 08:34 amThe DM of that "You Will Die" RP thread on reddit finally posted my death. Though I hadn't mentioned the nine lives idea, he thwarted it.
( Final post back here. )
Cat would end up with the same death eight more times, since it's stuck.
Oh well! Was tons of fun!
I like to come at these RP threads in an unexpected (and hopefully amusing) sort of way, so at risk of becoming known as an animal RPer, I did a similar trick in a new thread. Opening post from it:
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[Western] You are sitting across from your most hated enemy.
The cave in was devastating, creating a several meter wide blockade of fallen rock which separated the two of you from the outside world. The only way out was through the tunneling depths of the abandoned mine that led to God knows where.
Sitting at the opposite end of the wall from you was your most hated enemy, the only other survivor of the explosion. Between both of you were the four objects that got you into this mess.
An oil lantern providing your only source of light, a canteen filled halfway with water, a gun with one bullet, and a wooden crate packed with stolen gold bars fresh off the U.S. Mint.
The two of you could only stare at one another in silence, seeing who would make the first move.
Who are you? How did you get here?
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I decided to be a mouse, and my mortal enemy a snake. Since the thread isn't over (though I got out of the cave and into a house and a cat is now chasing me) I'm going to wait to archive it here. The DM on this one really knows his stuff though, you can tell he's an expert on old west stuff.
( Final post back here. )
Cat would end up with the same death eight more times, since it's stuck.
Oh well! Was tons of fun!
I like to come at these RP threads in an unexpected (and hopefully amusing) sort of way, so at risk of becoming known as an animal RPer, I did a similar trick in a new thread. Opening post from it:
---
[Western] You are sitting across from your most hated enemy.
The cave in was devastating, creating a several meter wide blockade of fallen rock which separated the two of you from the outside world. The only way out was through the tunneling depths of the abandoned mine that led to God knows where.
Sitting at the opposite end of the wall from you was your most hated enemy, the only other survivor of the explosion. Between both of you were the four objects that got you into this mess.
An oil lantern providing your only source of light, a canteen filled halfway with water, a gun with one bullet, and a wooden crate packed with stolen gold bars fresh off the U.S. Mint.
The two of you could only stare at one another in silence, seeing who would make the first move.
Who are you? How did you get here?
---
I decided to be a mouse, and my mortal enemy a snake. Since the thread isn't over (though I got out of the cave and into a house and a cat is now chasing me) I'm going to wait to archive it here. The DM on this one really knows his stuff though, you can tell he's an expert on old west stuff.
