Anti-trolling, Fantasy Style

[PurpleRain]

This RP needs a token set of boobs, so I'll volunteer!

Damn, do I have to cut these off?

I can stich them onto my elbows.

Also does this have to be DnD? I want to a doctor. Rusty bone saw of troll carving +5 in one hand, a needle full of grammar and spell checks in the other.

Some stupid picture

Dear god brothers (and sisters for political correctness) the foul beast rears its ugly face! Don't look into it's eyes!

 

[Knight Templar]

Dear god brothers (and sisters for political correctness) the foul beast rears its ugly face! Don't look into it's eyes!

This beast is no match for me! I am a holy knight of the console (Irony), I gained a +8 immunity to L33T in my travels through Xbox Live.

 

[EntropicWit]

Dear god brothers (and sisters for political correctness) the foul beast rears its ugly face! Don't look into it's eyes!

-insert obligatory swoon of fear from relatively helpless female character #23 here-

 

[Drong]

Drongnel clomped into the inn shaking the water from his thick dark orange beard, the Dwarf had a mighty double headed axe, the head of which seemed to resemble some kind of demonic butterfly which was slung between broad shoulders though with the scratched black leather cover on it was hard to make out any details save it looked like a formidable weapon, he had a twin bladed throwing axe was on his right hip, a hatchet with a finely carved handle in the shape of a monsters talon clutching a purple crystal on his left and on his thick dusky plate mail intricate runes were carved, there was a series of dull clunks as he strode across to the bar and pulled himself up onto a stool.

?Ale Innkeeper and make it Bugmans if you?ve got it, not that pale piss you humans are so fond of drinking?
The dwarf slapped a couple of gold pieces and his tankard onto the bar, the bartender was tempted to make a rebuke in defence of his species but the look in the flinty cold eyes of the Dwarf and the glimmer of gold made him think better of it.

He took the tankard and filled it from a small barrel tucked away towards the back with a stylised hammer and anvil burnt into the wood,
?Here you go Bugmans premium export?
The Dwarf took a large quaff and a smile settled onto his craggy features
?Ahh that certainly hits the spot, course the exports not as good as the real stuff but we aren?t going to let you humans get your grubby paws on that?
He took another long quaff and spoke again
?I hear you?ve been having some trouble with a troll, well if you can ever get this thread off the ground then I?ll lend my axe's towards hastening it?s demise?

 

[Easykill]

Double post.

 

[Easykill]

Hmm... I'm glad he got banned, but it kind of ruins this thread... Well, there's always GEMS. I am the pyromaniac ranger, just because I've never heard of one before.

 

[VikingRhetoric]

I wanna be a chaotic evil halfling named napoleon.

 

[TomNook]

ZOMG GUZ HAOL IZ TEH SHITZ!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[John Galt]

Do we have clerics?

Healing shiv at the ready mi'lord.

As you suggest. I will bide my time.

+20 STYLE? Um, how did he get that?

He ate Ben Croshaw.

*Responding to Jeffer's summons, Galt jogs through the inn/camp/troll-cave to his side. Seeing a small cut on his left arm, Galt raises his healing shank and prepares for surgery.*

 

[TomNook]

ZOMG GUZ HAOL IZ TEH SHITZ!!!!!!!!!!!

Has this chap just nominated himself for the part of Evil Troll?

*Jeffers readies his guns, feeding into each bullets with alphabetical letters etched on. That'll learn it some language.*

I do believe, since our dear departed General is no more... For Now...

HOLI SHTZ GUUZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11111111111111MADDWEN O9!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11111111111*TomNook starts the 4chan summoning ritual)

 

[TomNook]

ZOMG GUZ HAOL IZ TEH SHITZ!!!!!!!!!!!

Has this chap just nominated himself for the part of Evil Troll?

*Jeffers readies his guns, feeding into each bullets with alphabetical letters etched on. That'll learn it some language.*

I do believe, since our dear departed General is no more... For Now...

HOLI SHTZ GUUZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11111111111111MADDWEN O9!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11111111111

Pulls +50 Caliber DEagle of Intelligence from holster. "If I put enough rounds into your head, will you shut up?"

*Begins ritual of 4chan*

 

[VikingRhetoric]

ME!

 

[Easykill]

What's with all the troll generals anyways? Are we sure it wasn't Moogly Moogly General = Reviews? Ah, well.

Killion readies his bow, fires three shots in rapid succession, then tosses his bow to the side and draws his twin daggers Vowel and Noun. He charges the fearsome troll, madness in his eyes. Immediately before striking, Killion throws a vial of oil at the troll, and it shatters. The troll lashed out and Killion was thrown to the other side of the troll cave, but he had accomplished his goal, the troll's left arm was wreathed in fire. Not a great injury in itself, but it might create openings for his allies. "Learn to spell, you ugly fucker." Killion shouted, and then promptly fell unconscious, as he'd hit his head during his flying lesson.