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TOXIC WASTE Verbal diarrhea from the "Razing Arizona" Posse READ AT YOUR OWN RISK (scroll down to find the fresh stuff) |
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Bob:"I'm comfortable with an eight..." (this has become synonymous with doing anything without thinking) |
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Rick:"Stupid, God-damn, Overbearing, Egomaniacal..." Darrin: "Who are you talking about?" Rick: "Him." (pointing at Jesse, playing an eternal hero) Darrin: "Oh! Yes...just wanted to make sure there was only one..." (playing Jesse's side-kick) |
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Matt:"Take a chip for whining..." (to Jesse, playing an eternal hero and trying to get rid of chips) |
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Matt:"I will tell ya ONE thing fer nuthin'..." (just making a record that this happened ONCE) |
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Darrin:"It would SUCK to have to go down there!" (referring to a high canyon view of the Colorado River moments before finding out that was exactly where the posse had to go) |
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Rick:"Coggie Coggie Pooh Pooh Hah!" (taunting Cassie about spending chips on a Cog roll.... it was just so bizarre and out of character for him, it had to go down) |
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Bob: "She's no Claude!" (to Liz in reference to his dead storyteller) Jesse:"Good thing. Then she'd be naked and tied up in barbed wire by now." |
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Darrin:"Oh no. Frannie's gonna tell a bunch of men to stroke in unison." (referring to the upcoming boat trip with Fran (CJ) steering) |
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Rick:"Oh, great. You just gave me a driving skill." (referring to his usual incompetance at driving in any RPG setting...he received drivin' raft at 1) |
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CJ:"Yup...you just raised the Fear Level of the room by 2." (referring to another of Bob's typically twisted and inappropriate anecdotes) |
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Liz:"I'll talk to them! I'm the cute looking one!" Cassie:"Oh, give it a rest..." |
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Rick:"Otto, stop sniffing that moth." (to Cassie attempting to count coup) |
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Rick:"Oh little flame ass...why don't you light up the town like you normally do?" (refering to CJ's usual method of arsoning first and asking questions later) |
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Darrin:"Kinda like takin' a whiz...ya gotta learn how to stop." (to Cassie, excercising her Big Mouth hinderance a bit too over-zealously at a bad time) |
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Bob: "Die, servant of the Reckoners!" Darrin:"It's a bug you moron!" |
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Rick: "I wonder where the 'crotchal' area on a bug is..." |
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Rick: "Hey! I'm Kid Bugger! No wait...that didn't come out right..." (trying to make a witty reference to a DL character (Kid Mucker) and ending up with gutter humor...) |
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Giant Moth: "Aaah...I MUST mate with THAT!" (referring to the Junker's Plasma Thrower) |
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Darrin: "Hey Jess, Randy made you hot, wet and naked." (referring to the Eternal Hero miraculously living through being caught in the blast of the Junker's Plasma Thrower and blown into the lake... he skipped once BTW) |
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Bob: "If you use your powers against your own frien...fr... posse members, you're part of the problem - not the solution! STEP DOWN!" (sollioquizing to Rick and remembering that "friends" may not mean anything to his Syker, who has a rifle barrel to his head) |
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Mayor: "On behalf of all the people of Powellville, I'd like to..." Rick: "Yeah, yeah...where's my fish?" |
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Little Kid: "Gee mister...that's a big gun...my daddy's is big, but that's..." Rick: "Yeah, yeah...everything on your daddy's bigger than you...where's my fish?" |
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Randy: "Lifejackets? What, can't you swim?" Darrin: "Well, its a little more complicated when you've bashed you head against a rock..." |
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Rick:"Moo! Moo! Moo...dammit! Moo!" |
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Matt:"Okay, Jess (Eternal Hero)...you're turn. (The radio in the background simultaneously begins the opening bass line to Queen's "Another One Bites the Dust") |
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Rick: (announcer-style voice) "Not only will this knot NOT come out, but it will rip a hole in the space/time continuum!" (mocking a kid's roll to successfully tie floatation devices to the posse's gear - he got a 38) |
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Native River Guide:"My name is Reggie, uh...Two-Strokes." (laughter from entire posse) Native River Guide: "What's so funny?" |
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Randy:"I'm activating the jet pack." Several Posse Members: "PULL!" |
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Liz: "Okay...I'm gonna try a stupid." |
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Matt:"I'M running! It went 'fwump fwump fwump'! It's MY game! DON'T tell me how the knife went!" |
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Cassie:"I'm gonna blow you...(long pause)...in the head." |
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Darrin:"Does anyone have any medical skills?" Bob: (the unconcious Templar and source of the medical emergency with 4 wounds to the head - only one raising his hand) |
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Bob:"Ah, you've touched my Templar core..." Matt:"I ain't touchin' ANYTHING on YOU, man..." |
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Jesse:"If you're in a coma for two weeks AND you don't touch yourself, The Duke might notice you." Matt:"Yeah. You can't do it on purpose and then touch yourself and expect to him to bless you. " |
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Darrin:"I'm going to sneak around and drain the spinal fluid out of a bunch of the dead moths to save for later." Matt:"Umm...moths are invertebrates." Darrin:"Meaning...?" |
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Bob:"So you're saying I can't touch myself..." Matt and Jesse: "YES!" |
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Matt:"I didn't say Cajones, I said Tahomec, dammit!" |
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Matt:"No! You may NOT electrothermally enhance your relic gatling pistols!" |
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Jesse:"Someone go find the bald headed guy who has the stuff from the bald-headed guy." |
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Matt:"You're all bastards and I hate you all!" |
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Matt:"Yes, CJ. Cast a word of reason upon this wind worn world of filth." |
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Rick:"Oohhhmmm...I'm a gonna kill all of ya... Oohhhmmm..." (Ortho meditating) |
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Matt:"Yup. Even if she tries to touch herself, it would be at minus 6...dammit you made me say it again!" |
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Matt:"So what are you doing besides making me wet myself?" |
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CJ:"Hiiiii Maxie!" (Fran - stoned, flirtatious and horny) Randy:"Go bother Otto - I've gotta build a bomb." (playing Maxwell, a Junker) |
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Cassie:"There's nothing wrong with sniffing bugs!" |
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Cassie:"You missed my foot." (Otto's response to Ortho's attempt at an overawe by shooting the ground near his feet) |
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Bob:"I have a 12 foot pole for people I wouldn't touch with a 10 foot pole." (said immediately following a disturbing reference to Ortho's "space herpes" - the group becomes silent and stares) |
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Darrin:"Put the blinders back on the horses...this is gonna be a bitch..." (Kelly, referring to handholds cut into the sides of the cliff with nowhere to go but up) |
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CJ:"I'm never suprised...why should I care?" |
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Matt:"Hmmm...what kind of roll would this be..." Jesse:"Uh, Moth Occult History?" |
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Rick:"WAITING....<bald-syker-chick-get-out-of-building> WAITING..." (Ortho impatiently waiting for Fran) |
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Rick:"If you want Knowledge, I'm the KING!" Cassie:"Only in character..." |
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Cassie:"I get special powers from sniffing things!" |
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Posse:"DIE, SERVANT OF THE RECKONER!" (as they kill the Templar) |
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Bob:"Oh, I'd better slow down." (Dusty, as she is cutting a piece of the ladder she's standing on with her sword and the Marshal warns the ladder is becoming unstable and beginning to totter back and forth) |
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Bob: *sigh* "Somebody give me a deck of cards." |
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Darrin:(to Marshal)"Will you stop interferring with the game, Matt?" |
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Bob:(playing a SW indian)"Swim? Of course I can swim. I learned in my youth, swimming in the icy fjords of Northern America." Rest of the Posse:"Fjords?" |
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Matt:"I'm not even going to bother role-playing Bob's entrance into the group, 'cause you'll just kill him." (said to rest of posse) |
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Darrin: (to Liz) "OK, next time you find something valuable, make sure you throw another stick at it." |
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Bob:(fumbling at loin cloth)"Here...I'll PROVE I'm not harrowed..." Rest of the Posse:(looking away)"Noooo!" |
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Bob:"...it's natural selection." Jesse:"Then, what happened to you?" |
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Darrin:(fighting off a skeleton by hitting it with the butt of his rifle repeatedly)"You have the right to remain horizontal." <WHACK> "Anything you say..."<WHACK>"...will really, REALLY surprise me."<WHACK> |
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Cassie:"I'm dropping my thing and drawing my two little things." (referring to her guns) |
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Jesse: "He doesn't need any help being an idiot." (referring to Bob's character) |
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Cassie: "Neitzche says rippling black holes are bad." (Auto, getting philosophical) |
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Darrin:"Can I ask the skeletons to let me through as a professional courtesey to a fellow dead person?" (playing a Harrowed) |
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Matt:"Bugga Bugga Bugga...Badoogie!" (pitiful attempt by the Marshal to jinx a player's roll) |
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Jesse:"I'm gonna shot through you...and around you... to get those." (another detailed plan of attack from the Guardian) |
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Bob:"I'm so good, I don't leave footprints." Darrin:"Just trails of blood...hee hee hee." |
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Jesse:"...and this is fragmentary ammo..." Matt:"JUST ROLL!" (Marshal, watching the last of his skeletons blown away) |
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Matt:"Well, you're on the opposite side of the city, its dark, there's other buildings in the way, so..." CJ:"...I see nothing." Matt:"Well, go ahead and try...you could make one of your incredibly 'god like' rolls..." CJ:(rolls)"...I see nothing." |
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Matt:"Hold on...you'll get yours in a moment." Bob:"I'm going to get spanked aren't I?" Matt:"C'mon...you wouldn't have done it otherwise." |
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Rick: "Here's my card. I'm still hiding 'cause I'm drunk beyond rational thought." (Rick, not his character) |
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Matt:"Its ectoplasmic leg vanishes in a spray of particles, and the spirit howls..." Darrin:(to Jesse) "Your sights are a liitle low." (using the Gaurdian's gat pistols) |
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Darrin:"OK...I'm reduced in deftness from the fear check...have a major phobia...using unfamiliar weapons..." Matt:"...its dark and you're wearing sunglasses...hit it." |
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Bob:"She was shootin' shamans with her shotgun." (composing an impromptu tongue twister, describing Fran's actions during the battle) |
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Cassie:"It looks like Spam..." Darrin:"I don't know but it seems to be resisting your efforts." |
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Jesse:"Bob's gone to the Happy Hunting Grounds." Rick:"More like the Happy Humping Grounds" |
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Jesse:"Yeah, you gotta keep the kid around...she'll be useful later." Darrin:"Maybe slow roasted over a fire when we're hungry." |
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A debate over who has the best overawe - Rick:"I've got 2d6 now..." Cassie:"Hah! I've got 3d6!" Darrin:"I've got your mother." |
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Matt:"Two Strokes guides you in for the night..." (chuckling from group) |
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Rick:"You're a big floating thing...we'll float on your ass." |
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Rick:"I'm the Grim Servant of Death..." Darrin:"I'm the Happy Servant of Death." |
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Bob:"With my sleeved card, I stroke again." |
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Rick:"You're a freak, but we love you, Bob." Darrin:"Uh, but not in THAT way." |
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Rick:"I think I'll call him...Minnie-G." (referring to Cassie's character Otto becoming the next Guardian - said in best Dr. Evil voice with pinky beside mouth) |
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Rick:"Shut yer pie hole, you Eternal Zero!" |
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Jesse:"So, are we just gonna stroke our butts all the way into town, or what?" |
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Rick:"He still smells like a wet pork rind." (referring to the scent of Bob's wrestler emerging from a dunk in the Colorado River) |
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Darrin:"CJ has to make metric target numbers from now on...double 'em and add 30." (disgusted at the number of times CJ seems to roll up) |
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Rick:"I can crush your head like a nut with my legs, but I won't...'cause I LOVE you." |
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Bob:"It's only one more die..." Matt: (rolling up A LOT) "Total's 55 damage." |
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Rick:"See what happens? Ya wash his pee pee ONCE and he's yours for life." |
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NEW WASTE STARTS HERE |
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Darrin:"Knowledge is like a canole...they both ooze when you squeeze them..." |
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Matt:"Okay...if anyone else wants to try and make armor out of dead fish it's worth -2." |
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Matt:"If it's one thing these girls have, it's Vigor." (refering to some posessed prostitutes attacking the posse) |
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Randy:"Aw, man I wasted a good red chip on him." (referring to Bob's wrestler as he dies) |
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Darrin:"So what you're sayin' is that if you slip someone the weasle, you're gonna slip them more than the weasle..." |
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The Marshal's Regis Philbin Maneuver C.J.:"I'm throwing the smoke grenade in front of the building." Matt:"In front of the building? Are you sure?" C.J.:"Uh...wait...no...I meant inside the building." Matt:"Inside the building? Are you sure? C.J.:"Uh, no...I mean...yes...I think." |
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Cassie:"You're talking about it like it's a gun...you're confusing me!" |
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Darrin:"WooHoo! Reap the benefits of normalcy, C.J.!" |
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Rick:"You're a Neo-MEXIE zoomed dweebie!" |
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Rick:"There ain't nothin' down there but death, honey. Let's grab a boat back to Dango." |
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C.J.:"You don't have it in your hand. It only works when you have it in your hand. Last week you had it in your hand." |
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Rick:"Screw this! Next time I'M stayin' on the boat. You all can get off if you want." |
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Rick:"I'm gonna take up the name of the Gaurdian and ruin his name forever!" |
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C.J.:"Didn't they say somethin' about this in the Bible?" Liz:"Nah. That was a Plague of Frogs." (referring to a large number of fish raining down on the town from a large explosion) |
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Jess:"The bomb consists of two and a half pounds of irradiated ghost rock and about six pounds of C6." Rick:"AIEEE! I ain't goin' NEAR the docks! SCREW the boat! I'm staying here with Kelly and the Sheriff at the jail 'cause I'm a Deputy! See? I still got my badge!" |
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Rick:"I'm gonn put the butt of my rifle up against his head and pull the trigger." Darrin:"Uh...I'd use the POINTY end." |
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Rick:"Randy and I have been talkin'...is Dango North or South from here?" |
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Rick:"It's about time you died." |
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Return to the Toxic Waste II Return to Gimme Shelter |
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