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Thread: D&D Sandbox Campaign (Any edition)

Alright, sorry I haven't been on in a while and you guys are all welcome. Yes, Tieflings are in play and as for deities for a cleric, you can select any kind of deity you want, whether it be from historical mythology, Pathfinder, Lovecraft, or DD. I would love to see some more futas. I like futas with balls and a pussy. Of course, any sex or gender is welcome.
Thread: D&D Sandbox Campaign (Any edition)

If you're still accepting people then I'd be willing to create a character. Right now I'm leaning towards either a factotum or a paladin, and probably a human. Edit Removed my rolls because I made a mistake. Real rolls are in my next post.
Thread: D&D Sandbox Campaign (Any edition)

Pods, I don't think there are factotum in Pathfinder. How did you get a 19? Did I miss a house rule?
Thread: D&D Sandbox Campaign (Any edition)

Mmm, normal rolls, as suggested, are 4d6 and drop the lowest. Therefore, will range between 3-18 on each roll, and no factotum in pathfinder. Closest thing I can think of for factotum would be the Medium Class, summon different spirits for different roles.
Thread: D&D Sandbox Campaign (Any edition)

Ah, well that's egg on my face. For the former I must've confused the 3.5 SRD I was looking at for a pathfinder one, and for the latter I think I forgot to drop the lowest when I was rolling my scores. In my defense it's pretty late, but yeah, ignore that. Thanks for noticing that Tenshi. Alright, my new rolls 13, 17, 10, 13, 13, 14 Still pretty solid scores, and I guess that means I'll be going with a paladin then.
Thread: Magical Faux Pas (TheEndOfNothing&Dreamless)

This is a one on one roleplay between myself and TheEndOfNothing. It may contain sensitive material. Pa-ruse with caution. Maya Maya McKinley is the sweetheart of St. Lockwood Academy. Friendly, confident, and dazzlingly-gorgeous her life couldn't get any better. That's what she thought, however it wasn't until one Friday afternoon when her life would change forever! With the discovery of a strange looking crystal in her back yard, Maya had inherited the gifts no other girl possessed. The second she touched the glimmering stone, her world spun around her and her body transformed . If the young blonde was attractive before, her transformation had left her completely stunning. Her breast size increased at least two cup sizes, her hair had become a delicate pink color and she stood taller and even skinnier than before. Not only that, but she found she could wish things to happen just by reciting a few spells and waving her special baton around. It was the highlight of her life. Previously, Maya had no specific direction in her life. She excelled academically, and she did wonders on the volleyball court, but she wanted more . The universe seemingly granted her wish by giving her this ability to transform into a hero, and she found purpose by seeking out evil-doers when she wasn't running late to school. It's present evening and Maya had just finished off a small skirmish with a lowly demon when she decided it was time to turn in for the night. She stood proudly in her white, sailor uniform her top nearly covering her perky breasts and the small skirt she wore clinging to her creamy thighs. Another victory. Another awesome night! She exclaimed jumping up a little bit. She realized after she landed on the ground again that , that had been a poor idea when the soreness in her legs kicked in. Better head home now... She trailed off bending over slightly to rub her slender legs. A part of her wished she could stay in this form forever, but she knew the soreness would go away once she transformed back into her normal self.
Thread: Magical Faux Pas (TheEndOfNothing&Dreamless)

As it turned out, however, the girl's plans were about to hit quite the stumbling block. The demon she had felled had been nothing more than a scout, and honestly not even that rather, it had been a bit of cannon fodder, a way to measure her strength and capabilities. The demon who had sent it, a being named Trage, watched the entire encounter while magically hidden from her senses, taking note of the magical attacks she employed, assessing the power she seemed capable of wielding... and ultimately determining that she wasn't a significant threat. Certainly, to the miniscule, insignificant demons that she had stumbled across- demons who had implored higher-level ones such as Mathias to intervene- she was something to be feared, as her attacks could indeed destroy them. But the older demons got, the more power they amassed, and Mathias had been walking this Earth for countless centuries... there were entities out there powerful enough to destroy him, certainly. But she was most assuredly not one of them. And so as she started to wander off, her route taking her through an old, abandoned warehouse district, he put himself in her path, letting his magical cloak fade so that he rippled into view just a few feet in front of her. Mathias stood at nearly seven feet in height, and was an imposing mass of contradictions. On the one hand, its pale-skinned face was handsome, almost aristocratic in appearance, but on the other, two thick, curving ram horns jutted from its skull, protruding from the demon's long, tangled black hair. Its torso was thickly muscled, as was its arms, but its legs were covered in fur, and its feet ended in strange hooves a loincloth was the demon's only attire, tied at the waist with broad flaps of cloth hanging between the creature's legs. The demons eyes lacked any whites, with bright red irises and yellow pupils that shrunk just a little as they focused on the heroine. Well, the demon hissed, his voice rough and ragged, yet somehow strangely alluring, You must be the little thorn in our paw. I must say, for all the alarm you've caused amidst the smallest and youngest of us, you seem to be of little consequence... The demon's dark eyes flitted up and down the busty lass, and a cold, cruel little smile spread across his lips even to one as young as Maya, it probably wasn't hard to guess just what was going through the creature's mind. But I will give you an opportunity to repent for your transgressions... surrender whatever bauble gives you your power, fall to your knees and beg for mercy. If you refuse, if you resist... you will be punished. From the gleam in the demon's eye, it was clear that it would like nothing more than to see her resist...
Thread: Magical Faux Pas (TheEndOfNothing&Dreamless)

I'm sure this is the way... Maya brought a finger to her plump lips in a nervous, fidgeting manner as she took in her surroundings. There were abandoned buildings all around her, and even the street lights seemed to have given up, leaving only one flickering dimly in the distance to guide her way. She must have taken a wrong turn somewhere because she was utterly, and hopelessly lost. Her emerald colored eyes scanned the area for anything remotely familiar, but to no avail. She had rarely ever come to this part of town because her mother had said it was dangerous for a girl like her, but she was different now! She wasn't afraid of anything or anyone! Not even- The young heroine swiveled on her heels at the deep, echo-y voice coming from behind her. She hadn't felt his aura until he materialized just yards away from her and she was quite visually taken aback at his sudden appearance. He towered over her, not unlike some other monsters she had faced but this one... This one seemed different. The creatures eyes sent shivers down her spine. Plenty of men had looked at her like that, undressing her with their mind but it was nothing compared to this. This demon looked like something straight out of the bible, and not something good. His words did not faze her, however. Cleary he was trying to scare her. Your intimidation tactics will not work, scum . The confident young woman declared, widening her stance and twirling her magical baton in her right hand as she readied for an attack. By the divine power that gives me strength, I will send you back to where you came! Before she gave the demon a chance to spew more lies, she focused her energy into the tip of her baton. The crystal at the end glowed a bright pink color before emitting strobes of powerful light energy towards the ram-demon. She would try and end this as quickly as possible. His aura unnerved her, it was so powerful it made her skin crawl.
Thread: Magical Faux Pas (TheEndOfNothing&Dreamless)

The demon seemed about as intimidated by her forceful proclamation as he would have been had the threats been coming from a very small, very fluffy poodle. Indeed, as his arms crossed over his broad chest, he seemed almost incredulous that she was making it, and a little shocked that she was so bold as to attack him... surely she realized the sort of trouble she had landed herself in, yes? The gulf between their power, the fact that she simply didn't have enough juice to stand toe-to-toe with him... surely she felt it? But when she started charging up an attack, a crooked, delighted little smirk twisted his lips. Was it possible that her lack of real power was exceeded only by her lack of experience? Had he simply found a would-be heroine who knew not what she was stumbling into? As the attack flew his way, full of impressive flashes and other shiny pyrotechnics, Mathias stood in its path, unconcerned... and then lifted a hand to intercept it. Where the attack met his palm, sparks flew, and for a few long seconds her magical assault crackled and sparked just in front of him, held at bay by his spread palm... until, with a flick of the wrist, he shattered the spell. Traces of energy wafted all around as his fingers flexed, dark eyes dropping to his palm, then back up to her. That tingles. A sudden blur of moment closed the distance between them, as in the blink of an eye he was right there, less than a foot away. His fingers wrapped a vice grip around her wrist and viciously tugged her arm upwards, forcing her baton to point up towards the sky, and driving her up onto her tiptoes. Those same dark eyes studied her for a long moment, before he finally spoke. I can see past the aura you try to hide behind, the demon seemed to almost scold her, even as it held her aloft by her wrist Beneath the swagger, the outfit and the power, you're little more than a child... but as false as the form is, I would be lying if I said it didn't hold appeal... The demon's teeth flashed, pure white slabs of enamel that stood out from its pitch black gums as his eyes once more slipped along her form, and for a moment, his hand reached out towards her chest, teasingly hinting at violation... but then he released her wrist. For a moment the demon seemed to relax, as if it were going to allow her another attempt, or even let her flee if she so chose. But then his arm lashed out, swinging a vicious backhanded blow towards her jaw with a level of strength and speed far beyond what she had encountered up to this point... if it connected, no doubt it would send her flying towards the fragile warehouse window nearby.
Thread: Magical Faux Pas (TheEndOfNothing&Dreamless)

Once sparks began to fly, her heart began to race. Yes! She was doing it! The demon was... not... fazed? Maya held strong in her stance, most demons she had fought would have been blown to pieces right now and yet he seemed to be fizzling all of the energy out in the palm of his hand! This was definitely bad news. This was really bad news, that was one of her most powerful spells! That's fine, as long as she kept the spell up, she could think of a plan. What timing she had tonight indeed, because right as the thought escaped her head she watched him disperse her spell with the flick of his wrist. A small muscle spasm was all it took for him to stop her light energy. Clearly surprised and taken aback, Maya started to take a few steps back. Her mind racing for another spell idea. A barrier spell- that's it! Before the words could come out of her pretty little mouth, he was there in front of her. Towering over her like a creature form a nightmare. At once, he had wrapped his strong hand around her fragile wrist and hoisted her into the air as if she were a child or a grocery bag full of bread. The lithe young woman grimaced in pain at his grip. Her body already felt drained from the amount of energy she had used tonight. With her eyebrows knit together in a slightly terrified expression, her legs wobbled slightly. Halfway between trying to kick the beast and find her footing. His eyes terrified her, but she couldn't help to meet them in a strong gaze as he spoke. He could read her like a book, how did he know this was not what she really looked like? How powerful was this demon really?? The only think more frightening than his dark eyes were the bright teeth he revealed in an evil smile. A smile that could only mean bad things. She stammered out the beginnings of words but couldn't find the right syllables to put together as she witnessed his other hand hover over her shapely breasts. Never had a demon even touched her, and here she was being dangled like a fish caught out of water. For just a moment she was suspended in thin air without his grasp. The following event seemed to move in slow motion and yet she couldn't comprehend what was going on until his hand had made full contact with her jaw and her body was sent hurdling through the night hair and into the window of a nearby building. Maya tumbled to the ground and landed hard on her stomach and face - half of which immediately had felt numb with pain. The glass had torn various parts of her clothing and body and with a groan she attempted to push herself up and try and piece together what had just happened. Blood dripped from her mouth to the floor as she pushed her torso up. It was at this moment she realized her baton had flown out of her hands somewhere and that if she had any hope of escaping she would need it. Her magic was significantly weaker without it.
Thread: Magical Faux Pas (TheEndOfNothing&Dreamless)

Thoughts of finding her magical weapon would have to be set aside in the face of a much more immediate problem the demon was in the room with her. There had been no sign of motion, no sound of hoofs approaching, but just as she started to push herself up, she'd see those fur-covered legs just beside her, less than a foot away. You've brought this upon yourself, you know, he murmured, his voice sounding almost sympathetic... a tone that was quite sharply contrasted by the vicious hoof that slammed into her soft side, right below the swell of her breast along her ribs. The hoof was dense, and the kick hard enough to make it feel as if he'd taken a steel-toed boot to her tender flesh There is a certain order to things, a structure to how the universe runs... you humans, you swarm across the planet, settle where you please, take what you wish. My kind, we understand this, we accept and tolerate your presence and, in return, we take what we need. His hoof pressed down hard against her lower back, digging grooves into her skin as he pinned her on her belly putting his weight rather pointedly on her spine as he leaned down to murmur. A pint of blood here, a corpse there, a few years some fool of a mortal trades away for his fifteen minutes of fame. We both benefit, and we both survive on this highly... symbiotic... relationship. But then, every so often we get... disruptions... the hoof started to grind into her lower back, bruising her fair skin forcing her spine to arch even further. Beings too foolish to mind their own business, too naive or arrogant to let this balance stand. So when such a vain, self-important little speck appears on the horizon, do you know what I do? His hoof finally pulled away from her back, even as a large hand grabbed her by the hair one hard tug forced her battered body onto her knees, and then another lifted her straight off the ground. This time, she wasn't even able to stand on her tiptoes, feet hanging a few inches from the cold pavement as all her weight pulled upon the roots of her hair at this elevation, she could stare directly in his eyes without having to crane her head. Fortunate, since she couldn't have looked up or down in this state... I make an example of them. His fist thundered in again, and this time it collided square with her soft, toned belly the force might normally have been enough to send her flying back again, but instead it just heightened the pressure on her hair as her entire body was forced to bend and compress around the hard blow. A second punch followed it, and a third, each one meant to tenderize her abdominal muscles, knock the air out of her, and of course make her suffer. Only when the third punch had landed, and her body stopped jerking and swinging by her own hair, did he finally open his fingers letting her drop from his grip like a stone.
Thread: Magical Faux Pas (TheEndOfNothing&Dreamless)

Maya stood in front of the full-body mirror in her room, taking in her normal appearance before looking down at the small baton in her hand. The lilac crystal emitted a soft glow, the energy inside of it just just waiting to be released. She thought back to the last night she used this magic and felt the need to throw the tiny stick against the wall. She knew deep in her heart that nothing good would come out of giving up though. The past few nights she searched and searched every online occult book to find out anything she possibly could on demons. The most she could find out was that certain demons were tied to there names in a way that could be used against them, but that was the extent of useful information. She spent a lot of time meditating before deciding to go out again but once she made the decision to do it she forced herself to follow through, no matter what happened. She thought back to the Ram-demon's words about keeping a balance and all that mumbo-jumbo and her mind was set. Natural balance, my ass. She cursed before turning towards the open balcony connected to her room. As she started walking towards the night air she gripped her baton tightly and beckoned the energy in the stone forward. Streams of colorful, dazzling lights surrounded and lifted her up. The energy was warm and inviting, she could feel true strength rush through her veins the moment the light swallowed her up. The transformation was painless and over in the blink of a eye. Long pink hair held up in a tight ponytail cascaded down her lithe back all the way down to her ripe buttocks covered only with a short white skirt. for some reason, no matter how hard she tried with was always the uniform she was stuck with. It accentuated her curves to a beautiful point, especially her bust, but after her embarrassing defeat she wasn't as fond of the clothing anymore. Regardless of how she felt in her clothes she started to try and focus on the energy around her. Previously she had only been limited to sensing auras within a block or two of herself but she found if she concentrated really hard she could sometimes get hits of stronger energies in certain directions. There was usually not much activity directly around her seeing as suburbia wasn't exactly a hot spot for evil dooers. There was one place in her head that she knew for a fact she would find low levels of life, and that was all she could possibly handle right now. Once pin pointing the faintest signal of demonic activity she was off, making bounds and leaps across the small houses of her area of town. Once she made it just over a high way the quality of the houses and buildings drastically started to decline. This was a part of the city where she had visited but never stayed too long. The types of people here were rarely the reliably good type. With more caution than last time, she found herself walking down a dark alleyway, searching for what felt like your regular-everyday demon.
Thread: Dark Awakening (Shadows x Kaybee)

Thank the Sages. Zelda's grip tightened on 'Link's hand as he promised his aid, just barely holding back the urge to throw her arms around him in a tight hug born of relief. Thank you... She kept the tremor from her voice, though beneath her dress her knees were somewhat of another matter, trembling with nervous energy. Impa echoed the words of thanks with a faint smile, albeit that her words were in her typically curt tone, and Linkle nodded, though she did not smile at him. The distaff heroine's hands were well away from her crossbows at least though, so that was something... Is that... Is that him? Did the spell work? The voice sounded from behind Zelda as royal sorceress Lana stepped into the corridor, eyes going wide as she beheld the fourth form following the entourage. Where Zelda held courtly restraint however, the excitable mage had no such compunctions and at Zelda's nod her walk became a jog, ducking around the princess to wrap 'Link' in an excited hug. Oh thank goodness! I was so worried it wouldn't work properly like last time! Linkle shot the excited bluenette a glare which she ignored. B-but you're here now and... And you'll help us right? Lana realized she might have jumped the gun and glanced back at Zelda for confirmation quickly, then tightened her hug again upon receiving a nod from the princess. Oh thank you thank you thank you! Finally though, she seemed to realize where she was and back off, a little bit flushed with embarrassment at the realization. Ah... Uhm... Sorry about that... Just glad you're here to help... Lana fell back to walk beside Impa while Zelda stayed by Link's side, letting the princess take up the burden of explanation. First we thought of finding the master sword in it's grove, or at least clues to where Ganon might have taken it as he now controls that part of the forest and may have removed the sword. she explained, detailing the initial steps of a campaign to counter Ganon's steady advances across Hyrule. Finding the Master Sword was top priority but reconnecting with their allies across the kingdom such as the Zora and the Twili would help too, and with the Master's grove under dark control, it would perhaps be better to make friends before pushing towards the calamity himself.