The toaster robot attempts to further its calculations to attack Lucky.

toaster robot: 3 HP (2/3 half hour until attacking Lucky)

ZAP! The toaster robot strikes Lucky with a laser shot!

toaster robot: 3 HP
Lucky: 9 HP

Lucky and Clovis sense that, should they be able to rid themselves of their current enemies, they will approach the climax of their current wave of enemies... (Typically, this sort of thing wouldn't be something I spell out, and in these circumstances, I think it's best that I give you a heads up about these things so that you get a sense of fair progression.)

Clovis Finally sees the Biker Mutant and backpedals a few steps. "Lucky" he says, "after this I am going to buy your soul a steak dinner." He again slings Lucky's soul this time in the direction of the Biker Mutant.

ZZZZAP! The toaster robot scores a hit on Lucky again!

toaster robot: 3 HP (attacking Lucky)
Lucky: 6 HP

Clovis looks at the robot attacking Lucky then at the zombies approaching him. He lets out an exacerbated sigh and slings his own soul at the toaster headed Robot.

The biker mutant flies backwards from the force of the attack from Clovis, somersaulting and smacking against a wall.

biker mutant: 0 HP

The toaster robot, too broken to realize that its target has not died, attempts to calculate its attack on the hooded undead.

toaster robot: 3 HP (1/3 half hour on hoodie undead)

(lol, can i retract my last attack on the robot?)

The toaster robot explodes in a shower of sparks and metal parts. Moldy toast pops out of its toaster head.

toaster robot: 0 HP

(Lol, sounds good!)

Clovis slings Lucky's soul back into his body, then spins back around to confront the two undead approaching.

Lucky's robot begins calculating vectors on the biker mutant.

Lucky's robot adjusts for wind and visual distortion and lines up his shot.

EDIT: ((Oh, oops, I completely missed the third page. Um, hoodie undead xD))

Lucky's robot fires a deadly anti-intestinal slug at the hoodie undead! I.e. it will no longer process a desire to eat living flesh/brains/grains/trains/whathaveyou. xD

EDIT: ((Success!))

The hoodie undead stands for a moment with the gaping hole in its gut before crumpling to the ground.

Hoodie undead: 0 HP

Clovis grins at the last solitary undead. He reaches out and one last time (for now.) and slings lucky's soul at the Black-suit-wearing Undead. "Good riddance." he mutters as Lucky's soul smashes into it.

(lol, I'll leave your robot alone. I would rather you not have to use an action like you said.)

Lucky kicks the suit-wearing undead's body. "No sense of fashion or decorum at all," he mutters disdainfully. He scratches his head. "I've still got that tingly feeling...you gonna give me my soul back?"

((I presume Alran will, since not doing so would be disadvantageous to him.))

Wave Ended
Clovis:
9/12 HP
18 spoils

Lucky:
6/12 HP
3 spoils

Lucky's Robot Spawn:
3/3 HP

As Lucky and Clovis reach the crossroads between Main Street and Dolores Road, they see a tall and thin man hunched over behind a counter within what used to be a local snack shop, waving for your attention. You recognize him as the rumored Merchant of questionable reputation.

Should you decide to approach him, he says the following to you:

"Welcome, gifted strangers!" He sneers at Lucky's robot spawn and adds "Keep that thing away. I'll close shop if I see any other cursed creatures about."

Assuming Lucky does so, the Merchant turns his attention back on the two Gifted with a sketchy smile.

"What'll you be buyin' then?" The Merchant shows them what his store has in stock.

The Merchant motions to another sign and says "Or perhaps you'd like to be sellin'..."

"As you can see," the Merchant adds, "I have many good bargains, certainly better than tryin' to help yourselves out. If there's something you want that's not listed, just ask, and I'll see if I can't get it for you. There's a blockade up ahead, so prepare well, gifted strangers."

The Merchant flashes his crooked smile once more, and you can't help but feel that giving him your business is a bad idea. You can tell that there is, in fact, a warzone blockade north, down Dolores Road, and whatever is there would impede you if you hope to reach the Great Beast...

((As a reminder, if you wish to donate your own life to another character, they receive 1 HP of health for ever 2 HP you donate. Just say when you're done shopping. You can assume you've bought whatever you have the spoils or credit for, and asking for something he doesn't have is essentially you all suggesting what you might like to be able to buy, and if I decide it's good, I may have him have it in stock then or for next time. You may share spoils among yourselves as well, though you don't have to do so.))

Clovis puts on a rather bemused grin, "Sorry 'bout that Lucky." he releases Lucky's soul back to him along with 8 "spoils".

Clovis looks skeptically over the Merchants wares... "Well, I suppose I had best purchase something to refresh myself..." purchases 3 small bottles of "Existence".

Lucky eyes the Merchant suspiciously, feeling that gut instinct. But there doesn't seem to be a choice. "If you reveal yourself a Judas, then it shall be you fed to the Beast, Merchant," he says, but nonetheless purchases 6 bottles of Existence - downing them instantly to regain full health - and a Lucidity.

Spoils: 0

He nods to Clovis, "Thanks for sharing."

((From my initial Merchant post, which can also be found in the Store post...))​

((Oh! yeah, sorry I was done with the merchant! ...Although i did have a question for him, if it is too late then just disregard it!))

After purchasing what seems to be quality wares, Clovis is a little distrustful of the merchant. "Pardon my inquisitiveness." he says tentatively. "But, I was wondering if you have or know where to find a, single use explosive device of any sorts??"

((Nope, not too late!))

Hearing Lucky's warning, the Merchant simply chuckles hoarsely.

Turning to Clovis, the Merchant bows slightly to him with his arms out. "Apologies, gifted stranger, but I typically only carry those that can be used by those called Runners." He holds out a finger. "Let me see what I can do..."

Turning his back, the Merchant digs through a giant black sports bag, making all sorts of clanking noises in the process. When he turns back around, he holds what appears to be a bundle of dynamite which he begins scrawling various arcane symbols on it.

"I think this may be of some use to you, Slinger, though you may not like it. You strap it onto yourself or another unfortunate soul - not a Cursed! - and will go off if that person dies, or if you trigger it to go off with a soul. Granted, if they're still living, they might not be afterwards! If I may say so, this would be an excellent purchase to go with one of my Myth Men. I'll call it... an Exsoulsive."

The Merchant seems a little too proud of himself for having come up with his new ware and its name on the spot.


"If you're hope is for something else, just tell me, and I will see if perhaps I can get you something the next time we meet."

Clovis looks skeptically at the merchant for a moment the flatly states "I do believe you have yourself yet another sale." purchases one Exsoulsive device from the merchant.

((ok, I am done purchasing ))