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    469 KB VieraQuest III OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/11/10(Sat)21:22 No.12049761  
    >Oh, hey, look at the time.

    The world of Ivalice took a very different path in its iteration in VieraQuest. Much like our own world, magic (that is, any force perceived as true magic) is used only by the very powerful or the very deranged, and to flaunt it in public would be foolhardy at best. Technology has become the art of choice among the people, and life, from our relative position, has continued as normal, with a few exceptions. Alongside the realm of Man, the Humes, dwell four other races:

    The proud, reptilian Bangaa, warlords of the deserts and pirates of the high seas,
    The diminutive but crafty Moogles, traders to all and enemies of few,
    The sagacious Nu Mou, a nomadic and reclusive race thought by many to be only legend,
    And the lithe and enchanting Viera, forest folk who dwell both closest and most removed from Men.
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/11/10(Sat)21:28 No.12049819
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    >Previous threads:
    >VieraQuest I: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/11986388/
    >VieraQuest II: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/12021778/

    Thankfully, you didn't end up very far from your new home after waking up in the middle of a field. On the way back to civilization, you came upon a rogue Rocktoise, intent on dislodging something from its shell, which turned out to be not one, but two ash wyrm fangs, highly sought after by hunters. Though the encounter disconcerted you, you and Nieve managed to slip back into your apartments mostly unnoticed... That is, until Elma awoke from her alcohol-induced slumber. Narrowly avoiding death at her hands, it is revealed that you are not, in fact, the head of a Guild due to a drunken pact made the previous night, but the newest inductee into a guild consisting of the Elma, Laya, Fyna, and Nieve! You have decided to report to the girls' apartment to discuss all of the strange goings-on concerning the Green Word, as well as the strange moon hanging over head that no one else has seemed to notice...
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/11/10(Sat)21:42 No.12050009
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    >Head to the girls' apartment... again.

    You have awoken bright and early, something you are not usually wont to do on an off-day. You're full of questions, and you're intent to get them answered. Grabbing a bundle containing the Kenpo Gi and Power Sash you found yourself in the previous day, you make your way up to the apartment.

    Upon your arrival, you notice Elma and Fyna standing in front of the door, talking quietly amongst themselves. They haven't noticed you yet, and you can just make out snatches of their conversation; They seem to be having a quiet argument, and their expressions are both anxious and annoyed. You hang back a bit, unwilling to get in the middle of anything too personal. You could continue to hang back and perhaps listen in on a bit of the sisters' conversation, or eschew all pretenses and approach them. You're not sure which approach would be better at this point.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)21:44 No.12050033
    >Quest set in Ivalice
    >Not Vagrant Story Quest
    Poets from every age of man could not express my disappointment, OP.
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/11/10(Sat)21:46 No.12050053
    I'll be honest, I missed out on Vagrant Story. I do my best with what I've got.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)21:46 No.12050055
    Approach slowly, as to get a grasp as to what they're talking about, but excuse yourself if they notice that you're closing in.

    There is no OP on /tg/ capable of turning the awesome of Vagrant Story into a quest.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)21:49 No.12050086
    Check it out anyway, if you can bear with crappy graphics compared to modern standards. It's an excellent game.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)21:53 No.12050157
    >giant ears
    >unlikely to have heard us
    uh huh. What I would do is wait until there is break in the discussion, then make some sort of noise that indicates that you were there the whole time. Try not to be on the defense if you they after you about it.
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/11/10(Sat)21:56 No.12050196
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    >On a side note, I found my old memory card, which apparently does not have my 100% complete FFXII file on it anymore. I'm right at the first Gilgamesh hunt. Oh, Gilgamesh, you so silly.

    >Approach slowly.

    As you peek around the corner as inconspicuously as possible, you catch more of the Vieras' words; Elma is plainly upset, and Fyna is trying to reason with her.
    "... can't go back, not after we left like that! Just because Nieve thinks she knows what the Green Word's saying best doesn't mean she gets to run our lives!" You hear Fyna sigh. This may be a sore point. "She's not trying to run our lives, Elma. She's worried. You heard what she said about that boy. He's done something funny, and now he's getting in deeper. Not to mention YOU pulled him into a Guildpact, what were you--"
    The two women abruptly stop talking, and look in your direction. You make your best effort not to look like you've been listening in, and it appears to succeed. Elma, as usual, looks tired of you already. "What is it? If you're here to see Laya then this might not be the best time. We're kind of busy." Fyna holds up a hand to silence her elder sister. "Hold on. We haven't quite heard your version of what happened yesterday. Think you can clarify a few things for us?"
    You, frankly, couldn't agree more, but you're unsure of what to say. There's so much you don't know that it's difficult to decide where to begin... perhaps you should convince them to let you speak to all four of them at once.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)22:01 No.12050251
    I Don't know, maybe we should give them the regular version there on the stairs, then give the condensed version when we meet the others. Elma is kind of the leader of the guild, so it would be better to be straight up with her than with everyone else, that means not presenting any thing that could be misconstrued
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)22:03 No.12050274
    Get all four of them there.

    Then explain EVERYTHING, starting when you were helping Elma worship the Porcelain Throne. Actually no; start right AFTER THAT, starting from when you sat back down with Nieve. Describe the voices, and the dreams, and such.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)22:08 No.12050330
    But try and leave out just how willing Nieve seemed at the time.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)22:11 No.12050357
    Seconded. Just say that the alcohol put her in a cuddly mode, but you were both sober enough to keep it PG-13
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/11/10(Sat)22:19 No.12050449
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    >Just beat Gilgamesh's first form, but now I have to go all the way back to the Phon Coast to get the Site 11 key and beat him up FOR REAL. Fuck. At least I stole some of his Genji stuff. All of it (sans the gloves, maybe) goes to Basch.

    >Sort things out with Elma, then gather the Viera.

    Elma frowns at your proposal, but gives Fyna a nod. "Tell Laya to make herself decent, we've got company. I'll be a minute." Fyna nods and heads inside, looking at your all the while. You outline the events of the previous day to Elma, who listens with a serious expression on her face. You make it clear that you want to be on the level with her, and she seems to respect that. She crosses her arms over her chest, leaning against the door frame. She looks surprisingly professional; all she's missing is a jacket and some horn-rimmed glasses and she'd be the strangest looking businesswoman you've ever seen.
    "Okay, so you're seeing another moon, and you're obviously not under the effects of some kind of drug. Let's say you're not making this up, and that I believe you. What should I tell the others? That we've got a problem that needs fixing? We've got enough problems right now." She thinks for a moment more, before stepping in to the apartment, looking back at you. "All right. We'll hear you out, but I want you to be completely honest with me. About EVERYTHING. No games. Any objections?"
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)22:22 No.12050480
    Respond with a "yes ma'am" In a manner that suggests you are equals, but we still respect you, and tell everyone the story once you enter.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)22:26 No.12050516
    None, but fair's fair. We're hardly sitting pretty right now ourselves. If they know anything that can help or explain things...
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)22:27 No.12050534
    >About EVERYTHING. No games
    What haven't we been honest about?
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/11/10(Sat)22:47 No.12050758
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    >This one's a bit long, gotta break it up.

    As the two of you enter, you see that the others are already downstairs. Nieve seems to be lost in thought, and Fyna is finishing a bowl of some kind of stew. Laya is busily toweling off her incredibly long hair; it appears she has just taken a shower. Greetings are exchanged and Elma takes a seat on the couch. You take a deep breath, and begin your story. You leave nothing out, detailing the strange dreams, the second moon, and your encounter in the forest. Nieve seems troubled as she listens, but Fyna and Laya are obviously interested, though somewhat incredulous. As you finish, you look at each of the Viera, who all seem to be looking between you and Nieve. Finally, Nieve speaks up. "If it's true, and you can hear the Word, what does that mean for us? I get the feeling that we've done something we shouldn't have, and it makes me nervous..." Fyna glances up into the sky before turning to you. "Well, I don't see another moon up there. Sounds a little crazy, if you ask me. But, if the mystic and our fearless leader believe you, then I guess I don't have a choice..." You turn to Laya, who smiles understandingly at you. "It sounds like you've had an interesting couple of days. I don't think you've any reason to lie, but perhaps we are not the best experts on this subject..."
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/11/10(Sat)22:47 No.12050763
    Elma crosses her arms again, deep in thought. "I'll be honest, I'm not sure what to do at this point. If this has something to do with that Mistwyne, we might be biting off a bit more than we can chew by dealing with it ourselves. That stuff's not to be messed with." At this, Nieve slumps in her seat, and Elma places a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Relax, you didn't know. No one's going to hold it against you. Now, the real question is, are we really going to go through with this? It's not something I'm looking forward to, but I say we do it." You have no idea what she's talking about. Nieve shakes her head. "I don't want to go back. Even if there's something wrong, you can go without me." Elma turns to you. "Well, you've got a say in this too. What do you say; we'll take you back to our village and get this sorted out. Sound good?"
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)22:51 No.12050821
    What does each sister think? At least one's resisting pretty hard. Unified front could be impossible here.
    As for going, I guess perhaps we can try. We won't find a much better time than this, what with not having found a job yet. Suggest it be a temporary measure, there and back again, rather than picking up sticks for good.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)22:54 No.12050860
    "while I understand that the elders of the wood might be able to discern the cause of these peculiar turn of events, I want to ask first, can you think of any other alternatives? I'm not necessarily apprehensive to go, its just that I don't think we need to make a big production of this if we don't need to."

    This, virbatim. directed at elma
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)22:58 No.12050898
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:06 No.12050983
    How long of a trip would this be exactly? Don't we have a job or school or something? Can we afford to go?
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:15 No.12051076
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/11/10(Sat)23:16 No.12051091
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    >Any alternatives?

    Elma chuckles slightly, impressed. "Well, I'm not even sure if our elders will even let you in to the village, but it's not like we can call them or write a letter. Vieran settlements are officially known to the general public, but I think you could probably count the number of outside visitors to one of them during the last hundred or so years on one hand." Laya nods, folding her towel neatly. She smells like incense. "Yes, Vieran society is very insular... I doubt you will be received very eagerly. But it is most likely our only option... Luckily, our village is not far from here, considering. It should not be too much trouble to get there, and it would only be for a little while." Fyna nods, clapping a hand on your shoulder. "Yeah, it's not like you've got a job anyways. Then again, neither do I..." Elma nods with finality, cementing the decision, and looks out at the sun. It is nearing midday. "We should get going, if we want to be back before dark." She turns to Nieve, whose gaze is fixed on her knees. Her tone is somewhat softer than you're used to. "I know you don't want to go back, but no one's going to turn you away. You know how they worry about you. If you really don't want to go, I won't force you." Nieve sighs, looking at you for a moment. "No, I'll go. It's my responsibility, anyways." Looks like that's that. You should probably get ready for a whole day's journey, and sort any remaining issues out now.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:19 No.12051120
    Ask if we need snacks or need to know anything to blend in or general culture stuff.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:20 No.12051131
    Okay, we return to our apartment, get changed into something comfortable, load a backpack with a toothbrush and change of clothes, get out our dusty old Michael Bolton mixtapes and do this thing. ROAD TRIP!
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:21 No.12051137

    How could I forget snacks!?!
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:21 No.12051138
    All good questions.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:23 No.12051158
    Comfort Nieve then pack.

    Reassure her that every thing was an accident, but the time that you spent together was worth it.

    Put the clothes you woke up in a field with in a back pack with granola bars, a bottle of water, your wallet and cell-phone, and possibly a knife.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:23 No.12051164
    So, why is it that these Viera decided to leave their village in the first place?
    Why does the villages have such infrequent outside visitors?
    Is a Viera permanently leaving the village a big deal?
    What should we expect?
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:23 No.12051172
    >Michael Bolton mixtapes
    And Rush.
    And Queen.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:24 No.12051190

    Wait, what? We leaving Nieve or something for this road trip?
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/11/10(Sat)23:25 No.12051204
    As far as work and classes are concerned, you're free for the time being. You moved in quite early in order to get acquainted with the new town before classes began, and you have no summer session to attend to. As far as work is concerned, your previous employer has yet to transfer your position anywhere even remotely close to where you live now. It will be some time before that comes together, but luckily you are frugal enough to have built up some savings.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:28 No.12051246

    Our neighbors aren't ready for groundbreaking Canadian prog rock or Mercury's soul-petting vocals. Especially because if we played either in a car on a roadtrip, we would have to sing along and air drum. When we don't know our musical prowess, that's dangerous.

    Dude, we also need a boombox, so that during the evening around the fire, when all the others have gone back to their huts, we spring this beauty on one of the sisters. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oZGE-Y1C_nk

    Bolton will do for now.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:30 No.12051276

    As someone who has gotten laid before with help from Michael Bolton's golden pipes, I can get behind this.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:34 No.12051320
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/11/10(Sat)23:35 No.12051337
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    >Pack, prepare for a ROAD TRIP.

    Before you head back to your apartment for provisions, you stop to see how Nieve is doing. It's obvious that returning to her home village is troubling her. She smiles weakly at you, assuring you that everything is all right. "I just didn't leave on very good terms... There's really nothing there for me. I'll be okay though, I promise. And thanks." She smiles again, and this time it is genuine. You dash back to your apartment, stashing your STRANGE CLOTHES, your CELL PHONE, your WALLET, a FIRST AID KIT, some GRANOLA BARS, and a small POCKET KNIFE in your SMALL BACKPACK. As you make your way to your car, you notice that the Viera are bringing their tree effigy. You're puzzled, but you pop the trunk and the five of you stow everything with no problems. Laya hands you a tightly-wrapped bundle, winking and patting it proudly. "I did my best with what I had, but I think they turned out all right. You're very lucky, not many people come across materials like that. If you find any more, you might just be worth keeping around." She giggles teasingly as you pile into your small sedan. Elma takes the passenger seat, leaving Nieve sitting between Fyna and Laya in the back. You do one last double check to make sure everything's secure, and hit the road. It is only after you get on the highway that you realize you forgot your mix tapes. Damn!

    Now would be a fantastic time to learn about Vieran culture and customs in preparation for your first visit, though you're not sure if you're close enough to all four of the girls to make the subject less than awkward.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:35 No.12051340

    Dude, they are nerd-rock to the Nth degree. The minute Peart has a solo, we are going to cum in our pants and forever alienate the girls.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:38 No.12051364
    This man has the right of it. Besides, with those crazy-ass ears they should appreciate it even more than us.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:38 No.12051367
    Ask how not to embarrass ourselves and about their culture.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:40 No.12051392
    >4 women with bunny ears and average 7 feet in height piling in to a sedan
    lols, for shits and giggles, have to protag take a glance at the back seat to see what the situation is with the girls crammed back there. Make sure to apologize about the lack of space before asking nieve why she brought the tree.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:41 No.12051410
    General run down of their culture is going to needed at one point or another- might as well do it now.
    Either that, or an awkward silence for the next seven hours.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:41 No.12051414
    >It is only after you get on the highway that you realize you forgot your mix tapes. Damn!

    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:42 No.12051425
    Thank her for the weapons, and praise them of their quality. Ask her what materials you should keep an eye out for.

    Odd or not, this is something of rather importance. Get a general game plan of what is going to happen when you get there, and more importantly what you shouldn't do.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:43 No.12051442
    Guys, I don't think we ever established what classes the other girls will main and sub.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:43 No.12051444
    This. It's pretty important.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:44 No.12051454

    Seconding the "ask about village, things to avoid, social niceties and such" option. Hitting on one of them with the other three present would be problematic.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:45 No.12051463

    Turn on the radio and pray for a Michael Bolton song.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:49 No.12051517
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    My favorite Bolton song...
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:57 No.12051625
    Guys, seriously. This is not the best time for Bolton. Not with all four of them at the same time.
    >> Anonymous 09/11/10(Sat)23:58 No.12051637
    Wouldn't it be socially responsible of us to keep an accurate record of this trip, like tape recorder or some such? I don't know what the fuck we're going to school FOR, but this is like anthropological expedition-grade bullshit we're setting out on, if what they say is true about NO SOLICITORS. If the Vieran culture is so reclusive, I feel like it'd be the right thing to do to learn as much as possible while there. Inobtrusively.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:01 No.12051684
    A journal. We must keep a journal of our adventures. ALL OF THEM.
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/12/10(Sun)00:03 No.12051715
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    Laya smiles at you. "Just don't open them 'till we're back here. The others would probably make fun of you if they saw you toting those around..." You make a mental note to examine what you assume to be the weapons made of wyrm tooth later.


    Before you even have time to adequately form the thought, Elma reads your mind. "Now, I know you've never been to a Viera village before. Not many people have, unless there's an emergency or something. If you don't want to be tied up and thrown into the forest for all the beasties to snack on, just follow what we do and don't wander off. ESPECIALLY don't let your little eyes wander, and watch what you say; despite how stealthy you might think you are (you wince at this), if you so much as yawn everyone in the village will know. Now shut up and drive."

    Despite your fervent prayers to Lord Bolton, the classics station is playing a five-hour Christopher Cross block.

    Nieve giggles as you groan. The gravity of the situation is apparently lost on the other girls. Thankfully, Nieve changes the subject; her spirits seem to have risen somewhat by being cramped in the back seat, though the windows are all halfway down to prevent the crippling claustrophobia that plagues the Vieran race. "It is customary to bring our home's totema back to its origin point, to reestablish our link with the Wood. To leave it here would be rather disrespectful." Well, that explains that.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:04 No.12051737
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    For SCIENCE!
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:06 No.12051766
    Re-requesting answers to the above questions.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:07 No.12051790
    oh I know, ask why they all moved from the woods to his apartment buildings. Try and make it casual
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:08 No.12051809
    >if you so much as yawn everyone in the village will know. Now shut up and drive."
    They're like, a village full of bunny ninjas apparently.
    But anyways, keep your eyes to the ground THE ENTIRE TIME. No, seriously. We look at the wrong chest and they'll have us feed to some THING within seconds.

    >you'll bagelLand
    Apparently captcha thinks we're going to Bagel Land.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:08 No.12051811

    "Don't let our eyes wander? Why, is everyone naked?" Hope they strip down to return to their native nudity.

    Montage to their village, I would say. Only appropriate given that we're listening to classics of the 70s and 80s.
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    >the classics station is playing a five-hour Christopher Cross block.
    That is acceptable.
    >Ride Like The Wind
    Quite acceptable.

    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:13 No.12051880
    "It is good to see you with a smile on your face again neive"

    About 15 minutes in to the drive try to bring up their situation for leaving tactfully.

    "So I got the feeling that there are reasons attached to the four of you leaving the village. Are there any things I should know about it. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but I want to make sure that I'm not walking into firing squad."
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/12/10(Sun)00:16 No.12051933
    >Argh! Firefox and Adblock are doing their best to prevent me from posting. On a side note, Enkidu and Gilgamesh are ripping into me like a soft summer peach.


    As this IS pretty important, I'll repost the initial main/subjob combinations for each of the girls:

    >Blue Mage (BLU)
    >Beastmaster (BST)
    >Gladiator (GLD)
    >Gambler (GMB)

    >Spellsword (SPL)
    >Fencer (FNC)
    >Calculator (CAL)
    >Thief (THF)

    >Gadgeteer (GDT)
    >White Mage (WHM)
    >Time Mage (TIM)
    >Sniper (SNP)

    >Summoner (SMN)
    >Elementalist (ELE)
    >Green Mage (GRN)
    >Alchemist (ALC)
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    Oh shit, if they're all in native naked mode, it's only appropriate that we take EXTRA COPIOUS NOTES. Inobtrusively.

    For Mother Fucking SCIENCE!
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:18 No.12051956

    Seconding this. With drawings. For SCIENCE.

    Montage to the village
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:18 No.12051965
    All I can remember that we decided on was:
    >Gladiator (GLD)
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:20 No.12051988
    no, they will assume we are week, meek, sheepish and unimportant. We should ONLY look at faces with a stone cold serious persona, so they know we mean business and we don't just ogle pretty girls
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:21 No.12052000
    Might be more difficult than you guys think.

    >despite how stealthy you might think you are (you wince at this)

    Apparently we are not as good as you believe.
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    You should totally be a bro go with the journal thing.

    For SCIENCE, of course.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:23 No.12052032


    time mage
    -white mage

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    Elma bats you on the side of the head, stating that you have "no hope." Laya suppresses a giggle and Fyna rolls her eyes. You decide that the time for coy double entendre is probably over, and get down to brass tacks. Elma scoffs. "Our elders think that staying in the village and living without any influence from the outside world keeps them more attuned to the Green Word. It's like a cult, almost; the Viera call it the "Green Way." Don't get involved with outsiders, don't mix with other races, help your family. The Wood is their life. More and more lately, though, younger Viera are leaving their villages and mingling with the outside world. I personally don't buy into that whole Green Way thing, but I can respect it. That's what it comes down to. Oh, you're going to have to pull off the road pretty soon, there aren't any paved roads where we're going." You oblige and pull onto a rough dirt road when indicated. The trees are very thick here, and eventually the road all but disappears. The five of you climb out of the car, the Viera stretching and rubbing shoulders and knees. Packs are donned as Elma points south, deeper into the forest. "It's that way. Say goodbye to everything you might have heard before, 'cuz this is something only a few people ever see."
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:24 No.12052047
    And if we ever do speak we make sure we're polite & treat them with the utmost respect.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:26 No.12052073

    Let's get our hike on, then. Keep our weapon(s) handy, tho.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:27 No.12052081
    pull out the parcel that laya gave us, and examine what she gave us while we trek. Try to be discreet about it unless laya or nieve are in clear sight of you
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:27 No.12052085
    "Where we're going, we won't need eyes to see?"
    Hope they catch the reference, ONWARD TO GLORY
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:27 No.12052087
    Well shit. There isn't shit to do but travel now. TO THE VILLAGE. Just tell us if we run into anything interesting, OP
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:34 No.12052181
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    So does this mean no to SCIENCE!, OP? Because this is a serious opportunity for it, and it feels downright un-scholarly to pass it up.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:35 No.12052184
    Ask about the local flora/fauna that are on the hiking path. Imply that it would be cool to see a strong hunter like Elma take down a wending or something

    >surawn and jill
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:37 No.12052234
    We BETTER get our goddamn SCIENCE on.
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/12/10(Sun)00:40 No.12052270
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    The four of you trek through the wood, the taller Viera easily outpacing you, though Nieve hangs a bit behind her kin to sneak glances back at you every once in a while. You busy yourself with the parcel Laya handed you; you figure there's no harm as long as you don't parade them around in front of the girls' elders.


    Inside the parcel are a pair of cestus, carved from the ash wym teeth. Your fingers slide comfortably into the holes set into the concave face of the each tooth, and the serrated outer edge looks sharp enough to maim. A bronze grip completes the weapon, along with several inscriptions in what you assume to be Vieran writing. You'll have to think of a name for these babies later. You hastily slide them into your pack as the forest gives way to an astounding sight. The trees in this section of the forest curve outward, creating an almost perfect, sphere-shaped clearing large enough to fit your entire complex. Within this clearing are a number of intricately-constructed homes, somewhat resembling weaver birds' nests. Talismans and charms seem to hang from every branch, and the whole place has an incredible air of mysticism, like time has stopped. You stop for a moment and look around, the whispers of the Green Word resonating in your head. Elma stops and leaps neatly into one of the trees nearest to you, disappearing into one of the constructs in its branches. You gawk for a moment at your surroundings; it's all a bit much to take in. Laya turns to you, as Fyna and Nieve walk towards an impossibly large tree in the center of the clearing. "It will be just a moment. I could show you around, if you like, as long as you stay close. I'm sure this is a bit overwhelming."
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/12/10(Sun)00:41 No.12052281
    >Don't worry, SCIENCE is forthcoming. I'm just trying to get important setting stuff out of the way first.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:42 No.12052296

    Explore. For SCIENCE.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:44 No.12052326
    I want to know what we are wearing, and how heavy our pack is. We are a monk/fusililer but it still would pay to know how loose or constircting our gear is.

    so I guess, EXAMINE SELF

    afterwards we follow our guide around, maybe get a chance to familiarize ourself with them
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:45 No.12052333
    >though Nieve hangs a bit behind her kin to sneak glances back at you every once in a while.

    Aww man, we totally missed a great chance here.
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    I think it would be correct to ask them if it might be appropriate to use CELLPHONE to capture IMAGES or perhaps record VERBAL IMPRESSIONS of our trip.

    >atiotoc voices
    Yes, we must use our atiotoc voices: inobtrusively.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:46 No.12052359
    Accept tour!
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:47 No.12052361
    Accept offer of tour. Be grateful & attentive.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:48 No.12052378

    You kidding? Women love that crap.

    We are going to sex her up in the most epic of fashions... tis just a matter of time. Especially when we get our Bolton on.

    >reptiv unnecessary,

    Correct, captcha. Only Bolton in necessary
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:48 No.12052388
    This as well. Use our phone for recording of images if it's okay'd.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:50 No.12052402
    nah man, nieve can wait, the big prize is elma. the hardest to crack. faya being second, then laya, and nieve is easiest
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:50 No.12052410
    we are naming them mercury and bolt

    for freddy mercury and michael bolton

    also I think Nieve is warming up to us more and more which makes my pants a bit tighter.

    I'm not sure if we should take the tour, we were told to keep our eyes down/forward and looking around on a tour is like the opposite of that... Can we get a tour after we talk to the elder?

    >press cappiall
    I press it hard
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:51 No.12052418
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:51 No.12052425

    Didn't it say in thread one that Laya had a thing for humes? We should pursue that.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:52 No.12052429
    No, I think we are looking at people in the eyes, and following the viera's lead.

    >>We should ONLY look at faces with a stone cold serious persona, so they know we mean business and we don't just ogle pretty girls
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:53 No.12052445
    thats why I said she was 3rd. nieve is in the bag at this point. Elma is obviously the hardest though. and faya is more tenacious and intelligent than she lets on, so there is a huge gap between faya and laya in terms of difficulty
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:53 No.12052447
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    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:57 No.12052496
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)00:57 No.12052509
    Seriously guys, this.

    Don't act like a damn tourist. We're here for business.
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/12/10(Sun)00:58 No.12052514
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    >Slowly turning the tables on Gilgamesh here. Forgot how hard he was, jeeze.

    >Examine SELF

    You are currently wearing your normal attire, a loose but not baggy T-shirt and comfortable shorts, as the weather is quite warm. You have your Kenpo Gi as well as the Power Sash in your pack, along with a few other necessities. Though your pack isn't particularly heavy, in a fight-or-flight situation you would have no qualms about leaving most of it behind.


    Laya nods eagerly and leads you over to where Nieve and Fyna are. Both of them seem to be kneeling at the base of the huge tree, silent and with closed eyes. Laya speaks in hushed tones. "This is one of the places where the people of the Wood can connect to Her. It is also the origin point of much of the Mist in the area." You nod, and the two of you walk around the village for a while. When you ask if it would be all right to record your visit in some way, Laya quickly shakes her head, her hair making silvery waves in its wake. "I'm afraid that would be frowned upon by our elders. You must understand." You nod sagely, but make a mental note of a notebook you had set aside after the events of the previous day. It would be best to be as attentive as possible during your time here. Laya points to where you entered the village, and you notice Elma and another village hop down from the hut she had entered earlier.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:00 No.12052542

    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/12/10(Sun)01:01 No.12052551
    >another village

    >Ah, Christ. "Another villager." Gotta proofread!
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:01 No.12052558

    How else would a whole village fit into a single hut?
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:02 No.12052562
    Okay so what's the news? Give us the next part OP.
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    I have to bow out, because work is over. But if I come back and
    >be as attentive as possible during your time here
    doesn't come to pass, the only thing I'll recommend we use those fancy blades for later will be
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    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:07 No.12052628
    Ask Laya, if that is one of their elders. If it is greet him with a slight bow and: "Greetings honoured, Elder. I take it you have been informed of the situation?"

    >>motive ratiods
    Fuck you, Captcha!
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:08 No.12052647
    Okay that's just sounding pretentious. Speak when spoken to; we're the one out of place, not the other way around.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:10 No.12052665
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    >If it is greet him
    There is this funny thing about Viera, you see...

    There are no males in their species.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:11 No.12052676
    I don't know if you know much about viera, but females and males are divided. I mean, males live in a village by themselves, and females do the same.
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/12/10(Sun)01:11 No.12052685
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    The two viera stride powerfully over to the rest of you. You can tell Elma is in her element here, but she's remaining quiet. This other Viera must be one of the elders. The older woman looks you over somewhat disapprovingly before turning to Nieve and Fyna, who have joined you once more. "So, my daughter tells me that you are having trouble with the Mist, Hume. I cannot imagine why that would be so." You can almost feel Nieve shrink back from the imposing figure in front of you. THIS is Elma and Fyna's mother?! You do your best to remain stoic but respectful, stating your reasons for visiting clearly and concisely. Elma's mother nods, the beads around her neck rattling as she raises a hand to her chin thoughtfully. She turns to Elma again, who straightens immediately. "You must take this one to the shaman, to assess just how deeply he has drunk of the Mist. Then you must leave." Elma nods, and the five of your depart, Elma leading the way. Everyone is rather quiet, and now that you are alone you consider asking if everything is all right. Elma's pace has quickened, and your group has exited the main village and entered a smaller sphere, somewhat removed from the rest of the settlement.
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    wrong, males exist, they just don't live in the same village as the females.

    I thought I would never get to post this
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:13 No.12052707
    Okay, lets just maintain silence here.

    Examine SURROUNDINGS, I have a feeling that ALL EYES OUR ON US
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:14 No.12052715

    Meh. It is 7am here. I am allowed to be stupid!
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:14 No.12052727
    I'm all for this.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:15 No.12052736
    Play it cool, see what happens
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:20 No.12052812
    Follow directions like a good little hume. It's their house. Tree. Forest. Whatever.
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    >>Examine SURROUNDINGS.

    You look around, curious at the lack of activity within the village. You can feel eyes on you from all angles; obviously the Viera's legendary suspicion of outsiders can be substantiated. You focus again on Elma's slender but powerful back, confident that now is not the time to probe her personal life. Laya looks uncharacteristically cold, and Nieve is practically shivering. Only Fyna remains unchanged by the visit, breathing deeply and looking around, as though to see if anything's changed. Soon the four of you come upon a smaller dwelling, this one at the base of a smaller and incredibly twisted, leafless tree. A viera is standing outside of the dwelling, her hair drawn back into a long, slender ponytail. She wears a garb similar to the one Nieve found herself in the previous day, and carries an impressive-looking staff adorned with all manner of animal bones and colorful fragments. "You are here because you do not know your path, Hume. Speak. Tell me what troubles you, but do not waste my time."

    You try to collect your thoughts, but the Word is making it difficult. You can hear another voice within the normal melodious hum of the Green Word, which sounds eerily similar to the shaman who now stands in front of you. The girls look at you, waiting for you to speak; it's clear that none of them are willing to overstep their boundaries in this situation.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:26 No.12052887
    "I see two moons. I hear the Word, but only just."
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:26 No.12052889
    Explain about the whole I'M HEARING THINGS, and also state that you're hearing ANOTHER voice since coming closer to her.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:28 No.12052908
    Tell her. Keep it short & to the point.

    Something like...
    >"I am, apparently, hearing the Green Word."
    Good enough, guys?
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:28 No.12052914

    This is accurate, succinct, and sufficiently mystical for the situation. Fund it.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:29 No.12052921
    By your suggestions combined...OUR REPLY!
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:31 No.12052946
    Tell her everything we know starting from the beginning.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:43 No.12053101

    That by definition would be wasting her time.
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    The shamaness nods, as though you have told her this before. She looks at Nieve, who looks away immediately. "Little one, I understand your feelings, but know that I hold no ill will towards you, nor does anyone in the village, great as the loss of your mother was. You will come to terms with your actions soon enough." Facing you once again, she approaches, towering over you. The effect is like burying your face in a pile of warm pine needles. "What you see is the flow of Mist on this world, taking the form of a second moon. Its waxing and waning are in direct relation to the flow of Mist. It is not uncommon for one's latent awareness to be awoken by ceremonial consumption of the Mistwyne, as that is its purpose. Your awareness of the Word, uneducated though it is, is a by-product of this as well. Furthermore..." The shamaness turns her back to you and the girls, her tone becoming more serious, as if it were possible. "This is not a boon granted to you by the gods. One of your faculties being shown the subtle workings of the world will bring trouble. There is nothing else to say. You may leave."
    You can't help but gape. That's it? That's all she can say? You had thought there would be some kind of ceremony, or an antidote or something. All she can say is that you're trouble? You almost speak, but surprisingly Laya beats you to it. "And a Hume possessing the knowledge of the Word is permissible?! There must be a way to--" Before you can blink, the shaman has rounded on Laya, and you're sure that the figures watching you collectively recede. The shaman's voice is cold and even, and all of you flinch at her words. "Do not venture to speak out of turn, child. There is nothing to be done. Leave as you did once before, and weigh more thought on your next return."

    Your group walks back to the village entrance in silence, and the sounds of the forest slowly return.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:47 No.12053153
    "So, let me get this straight. Because I got drunk- I can now see the flow of spiritual energy in the world?
    Huh, the more you know,"
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:48 No.12053169
    examine nieve, since she was the one who gave you the drink that caused all this. Also be weary of your environment, as it feels like you will get attacked at any minute. (damn me and my genre savvy)
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:48 No.12053176
    You know what helps kill awkward? Group movie and dinner. Can we cook?
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:49 No.12053199
    We should remember to thank them for coming back for us & that we appreciate. It's pretty obvious that it wasn't the easiest thing for them to do.

    At least we got an answer of some sort if not a solution, right?
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:49 No.12053205
    Let them lead the way out, pat the girl at the end of the line on the ass, revel in our new spiritual powers.

    Ask about food, possibly going on a hunt. Find out their opinion on bonfires, roast whatever we kill, take ukulele out of our backpack, serenade the crowd with a Michael Bolton song, make out with the last sister awake.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:53 No.12053252
    >and that we appreciate.
    That we appreciate it.

    Goddamn multitasking. This is what I get for Gil Tossing my way through XII while typing.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:54 No.12053265
    Saw this quest the last couple of times, but didn't bother to check it out. Just finished reading the archives and I gotta say I was pleasantly surprised. No contribution, but keep up the good work, OP.

    >world broistry
    Indeed, Captcha, indeed.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:54 No.12053268
    Don't argue. There is no point.

    Bow and take your leave.

    As you make it out, insist that Nieve sped some time with you to learn more about the word.

    pardatie unjustifiable
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)01:55 No.12053289

    Yes, spend time with her to "learn" about "the Word."

    Sexy waterfall sexings in the middle of the forest? Make it happen.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:00 No.12053365
    keep it platonic with hints of interest until we get elma first
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:01 No.12053390

    Dude, we aren't going to sleep with ALL four sisters. If they were friends, that's one thing. But sisters? It's a pipedream, broseph.

    >gropez chiefly

    Captcha has expressed its opinion.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:03 No.12053418
    this isn't a fapquest either, instead of going easymodo, lets try and keep it in our pants until later?
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:05 No.12053455
    Actually, it very nearly became a fapquest on the first thread. You bastards said no.

    Seconding this. Let's find an exuse to bond with Nieve more, and learn of this magic whatsawhat.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:06 No.12053469

    essiens yourselves
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:07 No.12053480
    They're not all sisters. Only Elma & Fyna are sisters.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:07 No.12053491
    yeah, I remember that, I was an advocate for "lets just cuddle" because OP was more hoping for an actual quest
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/12/10(Sun)02:11 No.12053556
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    >Kill Gilgamesh with a Quickening Chain
    >Penelo gets Monarch Sword'd and dies

    >Aargh. Field too long.
    >Make your way back to the car. Thank the elder.

    As you return to the village proper, you find it to be much busier than when you had left. Apparently a good talking-to from the resident shaman was enough to convince the villagers that you are no threat. You realize, though, that they are all more or less ignoring you, or are too busy preparing for nightfall to care about one Hume. Elma and Fyna's mother stands at the entrance to the village, along with an incredibly tall, muscular Viera that you do not recognize. The latter woman is wearing a long apron-like garb and has wrapped her hair in a scarf, adding a matronly air to her. The woman's body, however, looks rock-hard, and her arms and shoulders are criss-crossed with innumerable scars. The women turn as you approach, and the taller one's eyes light up as she notices Laya.
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/12/10(Sun)02:12 No.12053566
    "Ah! My daughter returns! I hear you've been busy out beyond the wood. Not selling our family secrets, I hope!" Laya blushes a bit as you shoot her an impressed look. "No, Mother, I haven't. I still only know a fraction of what you do, anyways." Laya's mother laughs heartily, and you find yourself wondering if this woman is really a Viera. She bends down and hefts a massive bone, which is almost as long as you are tall, and addresses the elder once more. "Well, I've got work to do. One of the hunters found this out beyond the marsh, says it was a recent kill. I'd double the sentries for tonight." The elder nods, and you can envision a cadre of Viera leaping from some hidden place deeper into the forest. Finally, the elder turns to you. "I trust that we should not worry about you having been to our village. May the Word guide you." The five of you offer your farewells and exit the village, heading back to the place where you left your car. When you're about half way there, Elma grabs your shoulder, almost pulling you off your feet. The other Viera stop as well, turning to look. Elma is her usual fiery self once again. "Okay, so you got your answer. Happy? I'm not. We're gonna blow off some steam before we leave here, whether you like it or not. How about it, short stuff? We're gonna put those shiny new fists of yours to work."
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    Go see her!
    Also: You wouldn't by chance have been thinking of this?
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:14 No.12053605
    Whoops, should have realized you meant it was a two-parter. Nix "go see her."
    Agree, and if you can COOK, offer to COOK CATCH for group.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:15 No.12053614
    "You're not going to ask me to hit you as hard I can, are you? 'Cause that is a road I am not walking down ever again."
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:15 No.12053617
    Alrighty. I would imagine we'd have some frustration of our own we could stand to work out as well.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:16 No.12053625
    With the same competitive spirit you had the night you guys got drunk, accept and fight alongside her
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:18 No.12053651
    "I'm rather flustered myself. Alright, lets get this going. I want a workout and I need those juices flowing."
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:18 No.12053652
    Bring up INEXPERIENCE, but follow with GUNG-HO RESPONSE.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:23 No.12053732
    prep for the hunt
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    >etc... Pretty much unanimous at this point.

    You put on your best imitation of Elma's expression and crack your knuckles, signaling your agreement. The other three girls sigh and shake their heads. Fyna laughs. "All right, just don't go messing with any more ceremonial awareness-enhancers. And hurry up, you heard what Laya's mom said."
    Elma reaches into her pack and produces a thin, curved blade-- a shamshir, the trademark weapon of the Blue Mage. Drawing the blade, you see that it is a pale blue-green, shimmering with years of care and use. "We're going that way," She points with the tip of her blade to the east, "And downing the first thing we come across that has some fight in it. It's not like I can go to the corner store and buy a bunch of Antlion claws, anyways. Let's go!" Before you depart, you toss Laya your KEYS, which she grabs with a somewhat annoyed smile. "Right. We'll be waiting for you. Don't be too long, the sun's going down." Nieve has remained silent, and has been clutching the tree effigy to her chest since you left the shaman. You shoot her a concerned look, which she waves off. "Go ahead. We won't leave without you." Elma stretches impatiently. "No one else wants to come? Am I gonna have to do everything?" At this, you consider bolting off ahead of her, knuckles at the ready. Your years of experience with fighting games has already thought up a few flashy moves that are sure to put her in her place.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:36 No.12053913
    also it sounds like you have the jobs established, what are they?

    Finally, keep pace with elma
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:36 No.12053914
    Do the opposite of that. Fight simple. Make sure you've got your fundamentals down. That said, head off at a steady pace before her to show you're ready for this.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:37 No.12053920
    >Your years of experience with fighting games has already thought up a few flashy moves that are sure to put her in her place.
    Oh god. We're gonna get ourselves skewered.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:38 No.12053931

    Let's stalk through the woods next to her and down the first living thing. Seems logical.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:40 No.12053961

    >Your years of experience with fighting games has already thought up a few flashy moves that are sure to put her in her place.

    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:41 No.12053972
    wow, fighting games, we are part fusilier remember, where the fuck did we learn to use a gun?
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:42 No.12053984
    Cruising /k/.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:43 No.12053998
    >Elma's mom
    >other Viera

    >blow off some steam
    >> Crix !!nLvSV/0cRma 09/12/10(Sun)02:44 No.12054011
    There are no male Viera.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:44 No.12054012
    I assume from the FPS games.

    >>captcha: Willian Selman

    I captcha has chosen a name for us!
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:45 No.12054016
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:46 No.12054046
    Metal Gear Solid.
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/12/10(Sun)02:49 No.12054086
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    >Examine ABILITIES.
    With your newfound perceptions, you know that you are inherently capable of utilizing the skillset FISTFIGHT. Currently, your abilities include the skills AIR RENDER, BACKLASH, and COUNTER. You are also cooking up a surefire one-hit-kill move trademarked to your as of yet unnamed weapons.

    Using your expanded awareness, you note that Elma is currently a BLUE MAGE with the spells DRAGON FORCE (I shit you not, it's a real spell), FLAME BREATH, and WHITE WIND. Laya and Fyna are just out of sight, but you can make out their jobs, a SPELLSWORD and a WHITE MAGE, respectively.

    You dash off into the underbrush with Elma, occasionally overtaking her with sudden bursts of speed, which she easily overcomes, laughing wildly at the challenge. The two of you eventually come upon a stream meandering through the wood, and Elma stops to examine some tracks next to the softly gurgling water. It appears that there are several sets of tracks leading north, while a single set of larger tracks follows the stream further east. It's obvious which way Elma wants to go, but she's not too keen on leaving you in the forest to find your way back. The light is still good enough to examine the tracks more closely, but Elma is getting impatient.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:51 No.12054110
    Go where she wants to go. It was her idea, anyways.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:51 No.12054116
    Yeah, this.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:52 No.12054127

    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:52 No.12054129
    >no male Viera

    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:52 No.12054134
    also not that I want to be "that guy" but weren't we initially supposed to be fusilier/monk for shooty shenanigans, and not the other way around? I guess we can take some time to learn that ability from bolt and mercury before we switch classes later
    >> Crix !!nLvSV/0cRma 09/12/10(Sun)02:53 No.12054144
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:53 No.12054149
    This sparring scene needs to end sexily.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:54 No.12054151
    Suddenly /d/ appears...
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:55 No.12054165
    >male Viera

    Have you ever seen a male Viera?

    Has ANYONE ever seen a male Viera?

    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:55 No.12054175
    Because the female viera keep them hidden. We've been over this.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:57 No.12054189
    Stop making shit up, dude, we totally already determined that Viera reproduce via parthenogenesis.

    And possibly by infusing gratuitous quantities of Mistwyne.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)02:59 No.12054210
    Either you don't know what 'sparring' is or you've misread something because we're not out there to spar.
    >> OP 09/12/10(Sun)03:03 No.12054256

    Getting a bit hostile in here, /tg/.

    Onward in the quest! No fear!
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:04 No.12054273
    As long as he stands for love!

    NO PAIN!
    There is nothing that need be feared!

    I vote one of our future attacks be a justice-powered KICK!
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:04 No.12054275
    I thought she was going to train us to fights? Isn't that what sparring is?
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:05 No.12054282
    All joking aside, ask Elma if that WAS her dad.

    That should get a laugh out of her.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:05 No.12054283
    Actually, we're "going to fight the first thing we run into." We're just along for the ride to test out Mercury and Bolt.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:06 No.12054295
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:06 No.12054301
    No no no. Elma wants to vent by finding the biggest thing she can and beating it to death with her sword and magic. We're just along to help

    captcha: bunduff barbarism

    Apparently this is what captcha calls it.
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/12/10(Sun)03:06 No.12054314
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    Deciding that this is most likely Elma's element anyways, you follow her along the stream, which eventually widens into a small grotto in a wide clearing. Beside the water is a strange beast; it has a wide and flat body, with four outwardly splayed legs and a long, thick scaled tail, Its head seems to be divided into thirds, with two upper jaws above a larger, powerful lower jaw. Stranger still, the thing is covered in a shaggy coat of long fur. Elma eyes the beast hungrily. "Ah, a baritine croc. They're not usually out when it's so hot. Guess this one's lost. Lucky for us. All right then, show me what you can do. This thing shouldn't be too tough, and you can always tap out if you feel like wetting yourself." Elma's gaze is enough to stun a full-grown Gigas, but you have to admit you're a bit nervous, even with your newfound abilities. The crocodile hasn't quite noticed you yet, and is busy drinking noisily from the grotto. Now would be a great time to get a jump on it, but the sight of those powerful jaws has you second-guessing yourself...
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:07 No.12054328
    That's cool.

    Seriously OP, do you never ever use line breaks ever?
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:09 No.12054344
    1: AIR RENDER from safe distance. 2: LEAP on monster, PUNCH it in the head. 3: PREPARE FOR COUNTER
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:10 No.12054353
    Find a way to climb something, so that we can at least get on the beasties head or back for a knarly kick followed by some shredding with the sharp ends of mercury and bolt. If not, air render his ass until he gets close. We have counter remember, so lets not waste it.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:10 No.12054356
    Make sure Counter is equipped, then let's test out our Air Render.
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/12/10(Sun)03:11 No.12054363

    I'd like to, but the damn post length limit usually puts a stop to that. My normal posting style is chock full of line breaks, goddamn. Sorry if it's a little tough to read.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:11 No.12054366

    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:13 No.12054394
    Keep it simple. Winning looking dull is better than loosing looking flashy.

    Knock that thing's shit out. We're 0/0/0, with 0 wins by knockout.

    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:18 No.12054455
    I like it.
    >Air Render
    Am I the only one that mentally yelled 'Sonic Boom!' every time I used it.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:19 No.12054466
    yes, if I remember correctly air render is a single target and smaller range
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:21 No.12054489
    >Used a period instead of a question mark.
    Dammit all I'm going to sleep. I've been the one to archive the past two threads so someone else will have to do it this time. It's not hard & the tags should be the same as the first two.

    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:22 No.12054512
    Same range, actually. The other one is shorter range but can hit targets outside of its normal range due to its blast radius. This blast-radius induced extension in range allows it to be just as long ranged as Air Render.
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/12/10(Sun)03:27 No.12054588
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    You decide to stick to the basics, and not waste your element of surprise. Sneaking around the perimeter of the grotto, you clamber up onto an outcropping as quietly as possible, Bolt and Mercury at the ready. Calling upon your inner conduit to the Mist, you augment the air around your fist to bend an accelerate, effectively punching the reptile from a distance. From the reaction, you might as well have thrown a paper ball at it. The shaggy croc notices you, letting out a cry oddly reminiscent of an opera singer. You seize the moment and leap from the outcropping, careful to avoid the now-gaping jaws of the beast. You plant one fist squarely into the croc's back, the razor-sharp weapon leaving a gash big enough to stick your head into. Your opponent howls with pain and rage, twisting around in an attempt to snap a limb off. It barely gets a third of the way around when a dreadful rushing sound fills the air. Your eyes snap immediately to the source of the sound; Elma stands directly in front of the both of you, a twisted wyvern's horn magically sprouting from the side of her head as her eyes become golden and predatory. She inhales deeply, and you leap off of the croc just in time to avoid the white and gold flames that soon engulf your mark, the ground behind it, and most of the grotto. Picking yourself up slowly, you stare at Elma, who has already lost all of her draconic features. She lets out a puff of smoke nonchalantly and looks back at you. "You were taking too long. Help me carve something and let's get going."
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:29 No.12054615
    >We run in, and hit it twice
    >taking too long

    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:30 No.12054625

    "You have no appreciation for taking your time. Your love life must be abysmal."

    Start carving and wait to get slapped.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:31 No.12054635
    "Nice, but I'm not gonna get much better if you keep doing that."
    Heft corpse.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:32 No.12054644
    Yeah ok, that was pretty rude. And who's supposed to be in charge, huh? Is this what she calls honoring her bet?
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:32 No.12054652
    "Wait wait wait- you can breath fire?
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:33 No.12054665
    Seconding this. We're not going to get any better what so ever if we only land like, one punch a fight.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:33 No.12054675
    >And who's supposed to be in charge, huh? Is this what she calls honoring her bet?
    She kind of cheated us from the get-go.

    Both of these should be used.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:34 No.12054678
    She must have realized that we were going too kill it too quickly. This was more her chance to blow off steam than anything. It would only be a bit selfish if we took the kill for our self.

    slit it's stomach and see if there is anything valuable that it had eaten recently. If not tear off vocal chords.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:34 No.12054683
    "I take pride in my fighting style, there is nothing wrong with being a little flashy."

    Proceed with carving
    yeah, being a gladiator means some weapons you use lets you have various breath attacks
    were you not here when we found out that she actually had a crystal that made YOU join her guild?
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:35 No.12054693

    Damn Kill Steal, that's what that is.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:36 No.12054711
    "Nice, but I'm not gonna get much better if you keep doing that."

    "You have no appreciation for taking your time. Your love life must be abysmal."

    "This was fun though, If you want to go hunting again, I will likely be available."
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:37 No.12054717
    IMPORTANT ADDENDUM: Compliment quality of our cestus. Hot damn, it carved through that monster like a hot knife through butter.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:38 No.12054732
    this, tell laya thank you for this
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:38 No.12054734
    She's Blue Mage, actually. In order to get their attacks, they have to be attacked BY THE SAME SPELL, be it the monster or another Blue Mage.

    Which means one thing; someone blew fire on this crazy bitch and did not live to tell the tale.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:39 No.12054749
    I thought elma was a gladiator, regardless, she has a breath attack.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:41 No.12054772
    That's a big third. Shit rocks.
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/12/10(Sun)03:45 No.12054816
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    As you protest that you were, in fact, taking just the right amount of time to murder a hairy alligator, Elma laughs and severs the beast's still-twitching tail, taking note of the color and thickness of the meat. "And I suppose you would have been fine when it caught you in those jaws and started going into a death roll? I think ranged fighting might be more your style. Speaking of, I'm glad you can recognize mine, at least. It wasn't easy taking down that drake, let me tell you. Other mages learn their spells from books or scrolls, but I get to fight for mine." She flexes her free hand into a fist for a moment, a smattering of golden-red scales rippling across it. You make short work of carving out the croc's impressive vocal cords and stashing them in a bag for later use. What kind of use, you have no idea, but they're surely good for something. Elma begins to recount tales of her acquiring Blue Magic while the two of you walk back through the darkening woods towards the road, soon catching sight of your dusty pile of junk. You can just make out the shapes of the girls inside; Nieve has taken the passenger seat, and Laya is leaning on Fyna, probably asleep. As you heft the croc's tail and your pack into the trunk with everything else, Elma smiles at you approvingly, patting you on the arm. "Don't worry too much about that one- a few more like that and you'll be doing all right. Now, let's go home." You nod and slide into the drivers' seat, unsure of whether or not you should wake the others.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:46 No.12054824
    Archived the thread before turning in.

    Don't forget to vote that shit up to promote longevity.

    Heh. Longevity. I love my Word-A-Day Calendar.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:47 No.12054834
    Ooh, we found something she likes to talk about. Quietly discuss blue magic on the trip back!
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:48 No.12054844
    Nah. Let 'em sleep.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:49 No.12054852
    I concur, but before that, surf the airwaves for a station that she may remotely like, even just a bit, and turn it down a bit so that you guys at least have some ambient music to listen to
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:49 No.12054855
    Adding: Also ask her if she thinks the others will be okay. They weren't thrilled with their reception.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:49 No.12054856
    Who knows...maybe one of them talks in their sleep?

    We could also use the trip back to talk to Elma some more if she doesn't feel like napping.
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/12/10(Sun)03:50 No.12054862
    >Just for an out-of-universe clarification, the current jobs are our first main jobs (and currently our "active jobs"), with sub jobs to be added on as the story progresses. We may be a Monk and Elma may be a Blue Mage for the moment, but that has the capacity to change based on the situation and what weapon we're wielding. Remember, in order to use magic one has to be using a weapon, so naturally the weapon determines how that magic takes shape.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)03:52 No.12054884
    right then, well, I'm curious to know what ability the cestus are supposed to teach us, and how long. I hate to give up on it half way through just to switch to using backlash with a rifle
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/12/10(Sun)04:06 No.12055039
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    Elma sits behind you, crossing her arms and resting her elbows on the back of your seat. She's practically talking into your left ear, most likely for the sake of the other girls. When you finally work up the nerve to ask about what happened in the village, Elma sighs, leaning back for a moment as if to reconsider talking to you. When she does talk, her tone is somewhat wistful.
    "I don't want to get into the details too much, it would be unfair to her," You guess that she's referring to Nieve, "But basically, when we were younger Nieve's mom was the village's shaman. Nieve pretty much grew up expecting to take her place, but before she was old enough there was an accident, and her mom died. She never told me what happened. Everything sort of went to hell for her after that, and we all started realizing that maybe we didn't want to live in the forest till we died, so we decided to leave. Our parents made us take the Pact so that we could look out for each other, but none of us ever really wanted to come back. Kind of sends the wrong message after we make the break from tradition, y'know? As for Fyna... I never know what she's really thinking. I was originally the next in line to be Warder after our mom, but Fyna never had any interest in that... I'm amazed she was so calm today. It was torture listening about how much of a disappointment we all are to them."
    You decide not to press the issue too much and set the radio to something soft and ambient. Soon, Elma has fallen asleep against the seat, her ears occasionally brushing against your head. You're still plenty awake, thankfully, though now that it's so quiet you can hear the Green Word buzzing away in your head. Strangely, you can hear what sounds like the girls' voices - no, hear is the wrong word. What you sense in the tumult of the Green Word are the same feelings you identify with each of them; it's a bit like you're eavesdropping on their dreams.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)04:09 No.12055060
    Listen into the Green Word for the rest of the drive. Try to make some sense of it.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)04:09 No.12055070
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)04:11 No.12055082
    dream-eavesdrop on fyna. don't do it though if you might crash the car.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)04:14 No.12055125
    Dreamdrop on all of them, if we can. Get a feel for what they're about.
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    I was actually hoping for some user-generated ideas on that one. I'm more about shaping the NPCs' actions and abilities, so to speak.

    >Listen to the GREEN WORD.

    As usual, it's almost impossible to decipher a damn thing the Word is saying - it all just sounds like a bunch of half-whispered nonsense to you. Maybe that's the point, though. If you remember everything that Nieve and the shaman have told you, the Green Word isn't just the voice of the forest, but a kind of road map for the circulation of Mist. Why would it be in English? You attempt to focus more on feeling rather than logic, and you start to get a half-formed idea of how it works. You continue in this fashion you get too bored and frustrated to continue, but thankfully by then you've just about made it home. The girls begin to stir as you pull into the apartment complex (Viera are known, among other things, for their incredible timing) and you help them gather their things from your trunk. Laya stares in disbelief at the croc tail, looking disapprovingly at Elma. "What? He said he wanted to keep it, who am I to judge?" As you begrudgingly take the bloody tail stump, Elma gives you a thumbs-up. You say your good-nights and prepare to make your way into your room for some well-deserved shut eye; your shoulder has become a little sore from landing poorly on the crocodile earlier. Before you can make it to your door, however, your realize Nieve has stayed behind, still clutching the tree totem to her chest and looking at you over it. "Um... do you have a minute?"
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)04:27 No.12055261
    We have a minute even if we have to go and deck Father Time in the fucking face just to get it.

    Talk to Nieve.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)04:29 No.12055280
    Instead of talking out there, invite her back to your apartment. It will give you a chance to put your stuff down and take her to a more private setting.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)04:30 No.12055295
    Of course we do. Ask if she's doing okay, first.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)04:30 No.12055298
    "yeah, whats up?"

    Also with the ability, I was thinking something like Rushing fury. It essentially deals heavy damage if the enemy is not facing you.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)04:32 No.12055325
    Seconding inviting back to apartment.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)04:39 No.12055404

    Thirding inviting into apartment, reason being setting down stuff.
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/12/10(Sun)04:40 No.12055414
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    >Invite Nieve back to the apartment.

    You suggest that it might be easier to talk when your arms aren't full of stinking crocodile meat, and head in to your apartment. Nieve sits on the loveseat, her arms wrapped around the tree totem. You busy yourself with attempting to shove the tail into your freezer without getting blood everywhere, which succeeds admirably. you wipe your hands on a towel as you head back into the den, flopping down on the couch. Nieve looks down somewhat nervously, pulling the totem closer to her. You cock an eyebrow and ask what's on her mind.

    "Well, uh, I'm not really sure how to ask this, but... um... do you... like... Elma?"
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)04:41 No.12055423
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)04:41 No.12055425
    "I don't know. I mean, competing with her is fun, as is playing off her, but I think I know what you mean, and I don't know."
    We've known her all of two days.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)04:43 No.12055439
    this, we hardly know any of them
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)04:44 No.12055451

    Explain that Elma is fun to be around, but Nieve is, how do you put it? Less likely to get us killed?

    And she's kind, if not sweet.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)04:45 No.12055471
    Awwww, I always saw Nieve as the shy and quiet type, likely insane in bed. I vote toward reassuring her that we simply enjoy the competitive nature of Elma, and that is all.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)04:46 No.12055488
    Oh I know

    "Well, I like all of you, its kind of nice having people to be able to talk to, and I felt like I've gotten a chance to be included in something big too."
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)04:50 No.12055533
    I wish to just reiterate my opinion that SEXUAL HIJINKS and decent questan shenanigans should not be mutually exclusive, and we should take this rare opportunity to bang four hot bunny-amazons while it's here.

    For tomorrow, we...do something. Probably kick lots of ass.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)04:52 No.12055547

    "Of course; She's a good friend." Smile at her; "I...really appreciated the invite. Can't remember the last time I had this much fun."
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)04:55 No.12055599

    take a peek at the Green Word! maybe it can give hints to the right answer
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)04:58 No.12055643
    "Elma? She's kind of a dick. But in a good way."

    Elma really reminds me of that One Guy, you know the one, who acts like a prick a lot of the time but is just likeable enough to pull it off as a big joke.
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    Nieve smiles, blushes noticeably and resumes looking at her feet, fidgeting a bit. "O-oh, I see. Well, that's good, then. Sorry to ask such a weird question. I'll, uh, see you around, okay?"

    You bid her good-night and close the door, scratching your head at the whole situation. Man, as if Hume women weren't complicated enough, Viera are a whole other kettle of fish. After completing your exercises for the night, you decide that it's best to get some sleep. It's been a full day.

    +1 Mercury (Weapon: Fist)
    +1 Bolt (Weapon: Fist)
    +1 Baritine Tail (Food)
    +1 Sweet Voice (Item: Misc)

    You learned the skills "Air Render" and "Backlash," as well as the Reaction Ability "Counter!" You can also sense that you will be learning another technique soon...

    Mistmoon Phase: Waxing Gibbous
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)05:10 No.12055799

    ask if Nieve wanted to stay over.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)05:15 No.12055864
    too late dawg, and all for the better.
    >> OP !!SHtmW8nGled 09/12/10(Sun)05:16 No.12055872
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    We've been down that path before, ended up in a field. Worry not, I'm setting things up for the next part. Trying to. Whatever. Plus, it's five AM here.

    Please remember to upvote the thread on suptg if you deem it worthy,


    and as always thanks for your participation. Tomorrow's session will probably be a little earlier, as it is a Sunday, and the next session after that will probably be on Thursday, surprises nonwithstanding.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)05:18 No.12055897
    Well OP I think I am going to crash as well.

    So far so good. I think you are a pretty decent writer, if I may say so myself. Looking forward to the next part.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)05:19 No.12055906
    mind me askin how I can vote up?
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)05:22 No.12055932
    Archive page, there's a Vote button on the right side of the frame for each thread. Then you choose to vote up or down.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)05:22 No.12055935
    Go into suptg's archive, find the thread (near the bottom) and click "Vote" on the right. Vote up if you think the thread's good, vote down if you think otherwise.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)05:27 No.12055975
    It's easy to forget when Nieve's acting all cute and shy and anonymous is GO FOR IT that Nieve is actually seven feet fucking tall and probably stronger than most people on /tg/
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)05:31 No.12056004
    I've been lurking this quest since it started, and the fact that it hasn't become a fapquest is piquing my interest.

    I don't mind sex happening as a part of the overall plot, but the game PURELY being about sex is fucking stupid.

    I shall lurk more and perhaps participate soon, if things keep up as they are.

    I'm also a fan of the FFT/Job system this is running. Nostalgia'd hard.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)05:31 No.12056008
    Isn't it GREAT?
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)05:32 No.12056014
    Fuck yeah amazonian bunnygirls are made of win.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)05:33 No.12056020
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)05:34 No.12056028
    Hey now, FAPQUEST would be a stupid idea, nobody's debating that. I'd just personally like to see the GM NOT arbitrarily shy away from perfectly good opportunity for sexy shenanigans.

    Hotness and PLOT do not have to be mutually exclusive. Plus banging all four bunnies would probably do hilarious things to the group mechanics that would make the QUESTAN AN FIGHTAN all the more enjoyable.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)05:36 No.12056040
    The plot will happen. Currently, the plot IS just Main Character Man getting to know the girls until something interesting pops up, so perfect excuse for hijinks.

    >Nieve = slut
    That's why we need to lead her on and make HER do the initiating. Because shy domineering tall bunnygirls are hot.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)05:37 No.12056045

    You kinda just mirrored what I said, man. I dunno if you saw something in my post wrong, or what, but...

    Anyway, I wish one of the girls was a Time Mage. I used to love Stop + Charge 8 + Monk/Samurai/Knight for one-shot hilarity.

    Ah well.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)05:38 No.12056057
    Sorry if my post was utterly redundant. I'm just being redundant. There was no need for it. It was totally superfluous.
    >> Anonymous 09/12/10(Sun)13:25 No.12059363

    When's the next?

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