5. "The Unexpectable Horde" 100-Patch Quilt Banner
I like this one.
You're the best Prince, of Space
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Ritual Glory : 1
Skill: Bee keeping, Contortion(cooldown)
Gigs plainly explains this to his companions, that their best options are to either analyze the outside or force their way in (without damaging the button-pusher), but in either case that someone should be ready to run back to the surface.
Hob listens patiently, looking crestfallen. Looking across the buttons where he and Bamboo stood ready, he flatly replied.
"So no touching the buttons".
Giving Bamboo a weak smile, he stepped away from the buttons. Looking at the door and sighing, he picked up his spear where he had leaned it against the surface. Then put it back, and leaned against the door, huffing. Then stood up again quickly, leaving the spear. Resolving to do good. Gigs was the leader here, it was his mission. We are all on it. all need to work together to overcome this door.
"we all have these wooded spears, get some leverage here, wedge it open".
"Or" as he theatrically pressed his ear against the metal "do you want to leave it until we can get more people up here, investigate thoroughly."
"I mean, theres eight of us, we could cover both if you split us in half. Gado and Gabber are already making notes, so twomore doing that in case stuff goes wrong, and the rest of us on the door might work. Yeah? Sucy's already looking for stuff to jam in that hole, could easily jam the door open with it."
Walking over and patting Gigs on this shoulder, "this is your show, tell me where to be and I'll be there".
Support Gigs' Decision: 1d100+7 23 Haha
Now standing side by side looking at the door, Hob pats Gigs on the back.
"And if the door kills us all, we don't need to deal with telling Grimper."
Dude, never, ever, apologize for being busy with work.
WereGoat fucked around with this message at Oct 21, 2017 around 15:15
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