Mason Posted September 19, 2013 Report Share Posted September 19, 2013 We played a game over vassal earlier today. The battle report is mostly accurate, but in story form, because we had some quite fun little moments as we were playing. Deployment: Standard Strategy: Reckoning Available Schemes: Line in the Sand, Breakthrough, Deliver a Message, Bodyguard, Entourage Tara (Cache: 5) - Obliteration Symbiote - 2 - Eternal Journey - 1 Nothing Beast - 10 Killjoy - 12 Bishop - 10 Convict Gunslinger - 7 Convict Gunslinger - 7 Schemes: Entourage (Tara), Bodyguard (Killjoy), both hidden. Zoraida (Cacha: 6) - Crystal Ball - 2 - Fears Given Form - 1 - Hex Bag - 1 Bad Juju - 8 - Hexed Among You - 1 - Eternal Fiend - 2 Teddy - 11 Waldgeist - 6 Waldgeist - 6 Baby Kade - 7 Terror Tot - 4 Schemes: Breakthrough, Entourage (Bad Juju) Tara paused at the edge of the abandoned town, the wind tussling her dark hair as she listened for any signs of life. "The witch is here," she said, turning to the small group of escaped convicts she had gathered up. "Split into two groups and we'll try to outflank her." Bishop nodded and motioned for one of the convicts to follow him as he circled around to the east, leaving Tara alone with the remaining convict. "Don't like the look of this," the shirtless man grumbled as he re-checked his pistols. "Four of us against a swamp witch?" Tara's lips pulled back in a wide grin as she adjusted her farmer's hat. "Don't worry about it. We won't be alone for much longer." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Zoraida flipped over the top card of the tarot deck, revealing the Judgement card. Her brow furrowed as she considered the ramifications, then turned over a second card, laying it atop the first. This card depicted a burning tower being struck by lightning, and she swore under her breath as she scooped the deck up and shoved it into her satchel. Hurrying to the window, she leaned out and shouted at the three figures waiting outside. "Kade! Stop playing with the townsfolk, we've got company!" The small child looked up from the pile of meat he had been stabbing, giving the old woman a venomous glare as she disappeared from the window. He raised his knife up to his throat and made a cutting gesture, then turned back to the towering stuffed creature that was crushing corpses into blocks. "Teddy! Play time!" The terrible creature clapped its blood-splattered claws together in joy. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ T1: Teddy's mouth stretched into something resembling a grin as he saw the woman in the leather coat rush forward, her gun raised as she looked back and forth. She looked lonely, so Teddy shuffled forward, eager for the chance to play with her. A Terror tot darted past him to one side, but he paid no attention to it. In the distance, it could see dog-like creatures made from animated vines bounding forward to play with mean-looking men armed with guns and chains. One of them lunged at the woman in the coat, causing her to stumble backwards from its sharp claws. Were they playing cops and robbers? What a fun game! Zoraida glanced down at her crystal ball, then called out for her protector. "Juju!" To the side of the building, what might have been charitably described as a large compost pile rose up to its full height, an ancient voodoo doll dangling around what served it as a neck. "Go stop that woman," Zoraida commanded, pointing at Tara. Bad Juju obeyed her command and lurched forward, leaving a trail of swamp muck in its wake. The woman in the coat noticed him and raised her hand as if to wave to him. Teddy waved back, but suddenly his sight was blocked by a massive undead creature nearly as big as he was! Teddy started to wave to its new playmate, but the creature didn't want to play; it only wanted to hurt Teddy! It charged forward, hacking into the Teddy in an onslaught of violence, until Teddy was no more. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ T2: With an inhuman roar, Bad Juju descended upon Tara in a wave of muck and claws. She did what she could to fend it off, but the monster was everywhere, battering her this way and that with claws the size of her head. Whenever she thought she was going to get away, the vines from the nearby Waldgeist wound trip her, slowing her escape and keeping her within range of the swamp beast. Eventually she scampered away to the porch of a nearby building, covered with sludge and bile and heavily wounded. "Finish her," came the disembodied voice of Zoraida, and Juju lurched forward, plunging Tara into its shadow as it reared up to end her. At the last second, however, Tara rolled away and the creature's attack slammed into the wooden porch, shattering it to splinters. Juju turned toward Tara, but she was saved from further abuse by a bloodthirsty charge from Killjoy. The undead giant slammed into Bad Juju, hacking wildly with its cleaver until as Juju desperately tried to reconstitute its mass and remain standing. With a mighty roar, Killjoy raised its cleaver high and brought it down atop Juju, cutting the swamp monster in half and ending its threat. Now splattered in swamp muck and grimy stuffing, Killjoy turned its attention toward the nearby waldgeist, its eyes glowing a deep red with the fury of its bloodlust. The waldgeist hesitated for only a moment, then turned and bounded up a nearby hill with its vine-like tail tucked beneath its legs. "Hey!" The voice of the convict gunslinger drew Tara's attention, and she saw that he was pointing at a baby some distance away, near the fluffy remains of the giant bear-thing. "It's a kid!" "A baby?" Tara pushed herself to her feet and took a few steps towards it. "It might be a survivor, we should..." A gunshot rang out, and the small child dropped to the ground, clutching at its groin. Tara's head snapped back to the convict, who held a smoking gun in his hand. "You shot a baby!" "A baby killed my father," the gunslinger explained. "Can't trust 'em." Tara just stared at him in shock. "No more shooting babies!" The convict waved his gun. "Yeah, yeah, fine." Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, Bishop pointed at the second waldgeist with a chain-wrapped arm. "Take it down," he commanded, drawing a nod from the convict as he raised his guns and took aim. Before he could fire, however, the plant creature let out an inhuman cry and simply disappeared. The convict lowered his guns, his jaw dropping as he saw a vague outline of a many-tentacled beast hovering near where the waldgeist had been a moment earlier. "Uh, Bishop? Is that one of ours?" "...that damn woman," he growled. "Looks like Tara wasn't lying about her reinforcements. Come on, let's..." "Wait, look!" The convict's guns snapped back up as the vines and vegetation wove together with unnatural speed, binding together to form a menacing creature of muck and spite. "Son of a..." Bishop's voice was cut short as the tentacled nothing beast raised a lanky arm and waved it towards the resurrected Bad Juju, and a moment later it had simply ceased to exist. He braced himself in case the tentacle monster turned towards them next, but it turned away as if they were not even a concern. The convict at his side lowered his guns. "Bishop? I don't think we're getting paid enough for this job." Bishop snorted. "You and me both." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ T3: Tara watched as the baby stood up and glared at her with naked hatred in its eyes. "Okay," she admitted as she drew her sword. "That's probably not a normal baby." The convict mumbled something that might have been an 'I told you so,' but Tara was already rushing toward the child. It ducked beneath her first two strikes, but the third caught it in the chest and it fell backwards with a squeal and moved no more. "Yeah, you show him!" came the distant cheer from the convict. Tara flicked blood from her sword and glanced back to chastise the man, but he was chasing after a sprinting terror tot, so she just rolled her eyes and made a mental note to impose stricter hiring guidelines in the future. Meanwhile, the creature made of nothing floated through a wall of vegetation that had been thrown up by the fleeing waldgeist and faced off against the creature. The plant creature dropped the small voodoo doll it held in its mouth and turned to face the nothing beast, which just raised one of its many thin arms and unmade part of the waldgeist. Zoraida looked away from the crystal ball with a grimace. "Obliteration," she mumbled, taking a few small materials from her satchel and twisting them together. "This isn't the time for this." She set the small doll down on the floor and it sprung to life, its fat little body twisting as it raised its tin weapons in imitation of the hulking undead monstrosity rampaging around outside. It was mighty and invincible! And then Zoraida started stabbing pins into the small puppet, ruining its illusion of ultimate power and causing it to shake uncontrollably. Outside, in the streets, Killjoy twitched in annoyance as it felt pain course through its body, and its fat head turned this way and that, looking for the source of its annoyance. Its glowing eyes caught sight of Bishop as he sprinted past it, but a howl from the nearby hill drew its gaze away, toward the plant creature that had fled from it a few moments earlier. Undead lips pulling back into a feral grin, Killjoy turned and stomped towards the plant creature and the tentacled thing it was fighting. Nothing escaped Killjoy's hunger. T4: Bishop stormed through the front door of the building, catching a glimpse of Tara through the window as she darted around to the back door. Then he caught sight of the witch, hovering over a small doll, and his expression changed to one of righteous anger. "It's time to pay for all those you've harmed, witch!" Zoraida straightened and turned to face him, just as Tara kicked in the back door of the small house. "Hey, Zoraida!" she called, lips upturned in a grin. "I've got something for ya!" Tara made a gesture with her hand and suddenly Bad Juju was in front of her, rushing forward in a tidal wave of slime and rage. Zoraida cried out in surprise as the swamp beast struck her, and she stumbled back, snatching up the voodoo doll in her gnarled hands. Outside, Killjoy felt his legs stiffen as he turned and marched away from the annoying plant-thing. He tried to resist, but the compulsion was too strong, and he roared in rage at having been denied his kill. Someone would pay for this! "You!" Zoraida hissed as she jabbed a finger at Bishop, the other clutching tightly to the doll. "Leave this building! Now!" Bishop turned and hurried out of the building, but paused just outside the door. He shook his head, then growled in rage as he charged back into the building. "Stay out of my head, witch!" His chain-wrapped fist connected with her jaw, snapping her head back with a crack of bone. Zoraida stumbled backwards into the reeking mass of gunk that was Bad Juju, but the mire golem was already moving, its form flowing around its master as it approached Tara. Its fist came down squarely on her head, knocking the undead woman out of the doorway and back onto the rocky ground. Juju hovered in the doorway, as if to see if she was going to get up, but Tara remained as still as the grave. As Bishop prepared to finish the witch, her doll stabbed at his leg with its make-shift weapons. It was a clumsy attack, and Bishop simply raised his foot and stomped down on the puppet, shattering it into pieces of cloth and metal. At the same instant the puppet died, there was a roar of pain from behind him, and Bishop turned to see the hulking form of Killjoy crash through the front door of the house. It raised its meat cleaver high and grinned in triumph. "Found you," it rumbled ominously. Meanwhile, the gunslinger who had been accompanying Bishop had worked his way around the hill and was sneaking up on the waldgeist and the weird creature it was fighting. The plant creature noticed his approach and turned to slash at him with its tentacles, cutting him deeply, but it left the creature exposed to the nothing beast. A moment later, the waldgeist had ceased to exist, and the gunslinger looked on in awe as the nothing beast floated past him. It was headed towards the small terror tot, which was being chased by the second convict. "Come back here, demon baby!" He shot at the small nephilim as he chased it, kicking up a few rocks to the tot's side. "My father will have his revenge!" Neither terror tot nor gunslinger seemed to notice the cloud of nonexistence that was floating their way. T5: Killjoy released a roar as it charged forward, and Bishop leapt out of the way as the undead giant brought its cleaved down atop Zoraida's arm, severing it from her body. It chortled deeply as it scooped up the appendage and shoved it down its gullet, finally pleased to have found some actual meat. Zoraida clutched at her bleeding stump as she threw back her hair, causing the undead giant to stumble backwards in surprise at just how ugly the witch was. Bishop caught a glimpse of her as well, and he backed up as well...right into a wall of foul-smelling swamp muck. "Juju, finish that one," Zoraida hissed without even looking at Bishop, and the mire golem raised its fists and smashed Bishop into the wall. He felt bones snap as he struck a support beam and cracked it in half, but he was no stranger to pain and forced himself to stand up. He spit blood onto the floor and staggered towards Zoraida, intending to kill her if it was the last thing he did. The swamp-thing swung at him, and he ducked the punch, countering with a quick punch to the mass of bone fragments that served it as a face. It seemed to stagger the creature, and he took advantage of the distraction to rush towards Zoraida, his fist raised in an attempt to end her life. The witch grabbed an iron pan and swung it at him, however, forcing him to leap back and allowing her to regain her feet. Outside the house, the gunslinger facing off with the terror tot grinned as it dropped a small voodoo doll onto the ground and turned to face him. "Yeah, that's what I thought," he said, adopting a gunslinger's stance. "Let's do this, just you and me." The tot charged at him and he unloaded both guns into its body, riddling it full of holes but also splattering its burning black blood across his arms and chest. He hurried to wipe the thick substance off, then kicked the dead demon-thing in the head. "Damned babies. That one was for you, dad." The convict touched his fingers to his lips and then held them up to the sky in tribute to his fallen father. T6: Zoraida snatched up her crystal ball and clutched it to her heaving chest. "You don't know what you've done here, you fools." Bishop cracked his knuckles as he advanced on her. "I've got a damned good idea what I'm about to do." Zoraida glared at him, then muttered a word of power as her body shifted, turning her into a raven that darted out past Killjoy and into the sky overhead. The undead giant chased after it, waving his meat cleaver uselessly in the air as he disappeared from sight. Bishop turned back to face the mire golem, but it had slunk away during Zoraida's escape. "Next time," he muttered as he made his way to Tara's side and gathered her up in his arms. He wasn't sure if she was dead or not, but that hadn't stopped her from hiring him in the first place. "Another victory for the good guys," he grumbled sarcastically. (My opponent conceded at the start of Turn 6, as there was nothing he could have done to win. Tara's team won the game 4-0) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ausplosions Posted September 19, 2013 Report Share Posted September 19, 2013 I loved this report! Thank you! "baby killed my father". Best line. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
N1ck Posted September 19, 2013 Report Share Posted September 19, 2013 The story was very entertaining. :1_Happy_Puppet1: I felt so sad for Teddy, never got a chance to play with his new found friends... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Helm Posted September 19, 2013 Report Share Posted September 19, 2013 Normally I don't particularly like this style of battle report, but your solid writing and great ideas really sold it to me. "A baby killed my father. Can't trust 'em." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rainborg Posted September 19, 2013 Report Share Posted September 19, 2013 Dude! that was an awesome bat rep. you plan on doing more? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sybarite Posted September 19, 2013 Report Share Posted September 19, 2013 Nice report! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rancor709 Posted September 19, 2013 Report Share Posted September 19, 2013 Great report seriously entertaining Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mason Posted September 19, 2013 Author Report Share Posted September 19, 2013 Thanks for all the support, I'm glad that people enjoyed the report. Dude! that was an awesome bat rep. you plan on doing more? Sure. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Thingster Posted September 19, 2013 Report Share Posted September 19, 2013 Very excellent, might have to have a stab at this style of bat rep. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FearLord Posted September 22, 2013 Report Share Posted September 22, 2013 Very nice - I generally prefer non-narrative Battle reports, as I think its too easier for it to be one without the other, and just be weaker overall for it, but this walked the thin line between the 2 nicely - the story hung together pretty well, and I never felt like I had no clue what was going on. A final scene of Zoraida regrowing her arm with a Soul stone and plotting revenge would have been quite nice (if you're going to dismember major characters, I personally feel you need to address that somehow, but that's a minor quibble!) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mason Posted September 25, 2013 Author Report Share Posted September 25, 2013 A final scene of Zoraida regrowing her arm with a Soul stone and plotting revenge would have been quite nice (if you're going to dismember major characters, I personally feel you need to address that somehow, but that's a minor quibble!) I had that in there at first, but it just broke up the flow of the story too much, so I dropped it. If Zoraida shows up again, it'll definitely get a mention. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SteampunkCake Posted October 22, 2013 Report Share Posted October 22, 2013 (edited) good bat rep! although I must correct you on Tara's fashion sense, her hat is called a Stetson Edited October 22, 2013 by SteampunkCake Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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