Previous Threads:I - http://archive.foolz.us/tg/thread/19150253/II - http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/19189280/III - http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/19211609/Twitter to follow along: HereticalLoveQAs much as you dislike the notion of traveling by ground, if you MUST, than Jimbo's impressive arsenal of fire spitting wheeled beasts are how you'd like to do it. Which is fortunate, as Karin has a key for pretty much every single one of them. The unfortunate part is that the vast majority lie in varying states of disassembly.“Well at least there's the monster truck.” You wiggle your eyebrows at Karin, who facepalms and shakes her head.“Just get in.”You attempt to help Karin up into the cab, but her powerful tail seems quite fit for the job. She coils it underneath her, lifting herself until she can squirm into the passenger seat. Essa simply gets a slight running start and, wings flapping, lands on the top of the truck. From there it is easy for her to swing herself down and into the back seats.Not one to be outdone, you glance around at a few puddles and figure it is probably enough. Drawing your power to your feet, ice begins to gather under your heel. A jagged spire grows and grows, forcing you upwards as it consumes any nearby water as fuel for its expansion. Soon enough, you just have to step into the truck.“Showoff.” Karin snorts.“No idea what you're talking about. On to Ivan's place. Lets take the back roads, shall we?”“There are no back roads...” Karin frowns, slowly looking over to see your knowing smile.The ride that follows could best be described as chaotic. Across open fields, plowing through rows of thin trees, floating through green swamps... You have a blast, and neither of the girls complains, though perhaps because they were too busy hanging on and screaming.
This better be what we become by the end of the quest (minus the wonky perspective because I suck front foot)It's not like I drew this because I like you or a-anything. Idiot! So don't get the wrong idea, you're still caner.
>>19303190>I-its not like I want to write about a Warmachine/Mr. Freeze hybrid, or anything! S-stupid!Ivan's place looms closer and closer, until you pitch the truck sideways and skid to a halt on the fat tires, pulling up a lot of turf as you do.“I'm driving home...” Karin grumbles as the truck finally stops.“He lives in... A cave?” Essa asks as you and Karin start to get out.“Trust me, it is a lot nicer than you'd expect.” The half Echidna gives the werebat a friendly squeeze of her shoulder.“Ivan you hairy bastard, I've brought guests!” You cup your hands and shout, words echoing down the cave.A door slams shut and soon enough, your friend emerges from his humble adobe. Though only maybe half a foot taller than you, Ivan is at least twice as wide. A powerful frame of near solid muscle, rippling in the sunlight and dripping with sweat. He pulls his long brown hair back out of his face as he grins.“Been chopping wood all day.”“And downing copious amounts of vodka?”“Eh, a bit.” Ivan shrugs, before glancing over at Essa, “This the guest?”“Ivan, Essa. Essa, Ivan. Told you he was hairy.” You point over at your friend.“Essa, pleased to make your acquaintance.” Ivan extends out a hand, which the werebat shakes with her own hand-wing-thingy.“She's a scholar not from around here, but she's agreed to help me with ah... Something. I figured she could crash at your place for a while?”“Eh? Well I mean, if she needs a place, sure. I'll warn you, it's no five star hotel but the roof doesn't leak and I have electricity.” Ivan shrugs before turning back to head inside, “Come on, I was just about to make some chow.”
With little else to do, you follow along into the cave. A good thirty yards inside of the mouth, however, is Ivan's place. A solid wall complete with windows and a door, completed with a very off-putting yellow paint and white accents, clashing hard against the gray of the cave. The inside is no different, nice, clean, and a welcome cool against the growing heat of the day.“See, told you it was nice.” Karin beams as she sits down next to Essa at a table of unfinished hard wood.“So I'm assuming you haven't just come out to find a place for her to stay, eh?” Ivan gives you a knowing look, and you nod.He takes the news of your disease about as well as you'd expect, losing his boisterous energy and turning to the all-business guy you'd been in a trench with.“That's pretty serious. The bat can stay as long as she needs, and though I'm not exactly a computer whiz, I'll see if I can help her with it. Unless you need my help with anything, you've just got to ask.”The food is basic, but hearty and filling. A typical fare of eggs, sausage, and toast. You devour it like a starving man.[ ] Set up the hard drives you'd taken for Essa to sort through[ ] Head out and start preparing to investigate the frost ruins[ ] Check to see if your dad has any new jobs
Im pleased see another thread!
>>19303408[x] Set up the hard drives you'd taken for Essa to sort through
>>19303408[ ] Set up the hard drives you'd taken for Essa to sort throughthen we can[ ] Head out and start preparing to investigate the frost ruinsTime is not on our side, so we must maintain efficiency. Also trip to the jungle with our delicious snake-cowgirl.
[x] Setup hard and drive.
>>19303408[x] Set up hard and drive into Essa
>>19303408>[x] Set up the hard drives you'd taken for Essa to sort through
>>19303408Are we setting up the hard drives at Ivan's place or back home?
>>19303545It's at Ivan's, as Essa's staying there, I do believe.
"Hey, you still got that pile of ancient tech computer shit dad and I dumped off on you?" You ask, waggling a small bag in front of Ivan, his brown eyes tracking it."Well sure, even I use a computer every once and a while.""Great! Hey Karinnnn....." You roll your head over to her with wide puppy eyes."Ugh, fine." She takes the bag of hard drives out of your hand, "C'mon Essa, you can give me a hand."You chuckle as you watch them go, Ivan just finishing up with the last few dishes as he sips on something you highly doubt is tea. You wonder if he has any more, but it's Ivan, so you're sure he does. Though it is early in the day, and Karin might get a bit miffed if you ended up getting sloshed..."Said you picked up the drives and the bat from that derelict carrier?" Ivan interrupts your vodka thoughts."Yeah, that's right. She almost attacked me, oh, that reminds me." You show off the small wound on your wrist, "Guess werebats drink blood, so, there's that...""...You told her I was a free meal? You gave up your friend as a piece of meat?""In my defense, she is really damn cute."A brief moment of silence, before Ivan grins slowly, "Can't argue that."Your imposing friend sets the last plate aside before lowering himself into a wooden chair across from you, his left hand placing a handle of unmarked clear liquid and two glasses down in the center of the table. He pours a generous amount into each and slides on your way."So I've heard a bit of news, seems our friend with the sword has stumbled back into town.""Really? I wonder if he knows that." You take a swig of the booze and find it better than you'd thought, perhaps Ivan has perfected his methods.
You hear something slam to the ground a few rooms over, and wince."Its alright! Just an empty case!" Karin calls out, and Ivan sits back down from his half-stand."Probably knocked it over with her tail." You chuckle, "Where do you think Bill is at?""Somewhere between drunk and dead at one of the bars, I suppose. Want to go find him?" Ivan downs his entire glass before dosing out another."Maybe later once he's passed out and put the hurt on any local tough guys out to get themselves a name."You and Ivan trade shots as you tell him a bit more detail about just what happened on the carrier, while he fills you in on how he turned his vodka from barely drinkable firewater to not half-bad stuff he plans to market. Most of the terminology is lost on you, finding yourself rather shocked that Ivan knows this much about something, having never graduated. Two years older than you, he'd entered the war first. Saved your ass from a shovel to the back of the head by punching a fist-sized hole through the chest of your assailant with something he lovingly refereed to as an Obrez."Think we should check on those two? Been awfully quiet for a few minutes." You glance back at the hallway, still hearing nothing.A few moments later, and you're peering into a dimly lit room, the glow of monitors casting a pale light across the walls. Karin and Essa are both staring intently at a handful of screens, the light reflecting off Karin's reading glasses."So they actually worked?" You raise an eyebrow.>field too long>field too long
"Somehow. Hard to believe that the elements didn't wreck them after all this time. There is a ton of data on these, more than we'll be able to sort through, but I can write up a system to search for anything pertinent to what we need." Karin informs you without looking away."Great. So, uh... How long do you expect?""How long? As long as it takes. Essa can sort through anything that the computer manages to dredge up from the files.""So how long have you two been together? Bit astounded it finally happened." Ivan pipes up.Karin's tail knocks an old CRT display off its perch atop a nearby case.
>>19303860>Obrez>Sawed-off Mosin NagantThis is so awesome.
"That obvious?" You gawk."Naw, had no idea. But now I do." Ivan smirks victoriously, "Well congratulations. Bout damn time."Karin says nothing, doesn't even look back. Her fingers flying over a keyboard, you aren't sure if she's even actually doing anything. Essa has backed away slightly to give her space."So how long will this take?" You ask in an attempt to calm the situation back down."Not long. I've slaved these drives to these terminals and used an already present search function with a few tweaks, I just have to finish setting these last few up... Than it's a waiting game." Karin doesn't even look away from the monitor as she talks."Here, if we..." Essa and Karin talk back and forth in hushed whispers. Fine by you and Ivan, as your computer knowledge more or less ends at pre-event games."What do you figure we do now?""Well, could just get drunk and or go find Bill?" Ivan shrugs.[ ] Leave Essa and Karin behind, go into town and find Bill[ ] Let Essa take care of the computers once Karin finishes, prep to investigate Frost ruins[ ] Get drunk with Ivan and waste the day away[ ] Leave Essa and Karin behind, go into town and find Bill. +vodka
[X] Let Essa take care of the computers once Karin finishes, prep to investigate Frost ruinsBe Polite.Be Efficient.Don't die of cancer.Once we become FreezeMachine then we can have all the bitches we want.
[x] Leave Essa and Karin behind, go into town and find BillI wonder what the guerrilla gorilla's are armed with.
>>19303925>have to get the $200 tax stamp and go through bullshit paperwork to make one legally>no SBRs in Michigan anywaysthese fucking laws, man...
Get drunk, waste the day.Nothing could go wrong right?
[ ] Leave Essa and Karin behind, go into town and find BillGood ol' Bill! Who's bill again?
>>19304001[x] Leave Essa and Karin behind, go into town and find Bill. +vodka
>>19304001[^] Let Essa take care of the computers once Karin finishes, prep to investigate Frost ruins.I say we take a lesson from Batman. Prep time is your friend.
>>19304001>[ ] Let Essa take care of the computers once Karin finishes, prep to investigate Frost ruins
[ ] Leave Essa and Karin behind, go into town and find Bill. +vodka
[ ] Let Essa take care of the computers once Karin finishes, prep to investigate Frost ruinsNot dying is a desireable goal.
>>19304001[X] Let Essa take care of the computers once Karin finishes, prep to investigate Frost ruins
hey Papa-N i'm not sure if you mentioned this in any of your previous threads but how's that visual novel about eight coming along
My Ukrainian blood says:[x] Leave Essa and Karin behind, go into town and find Bill. +vodka
>>19304230Me again:Vodka cures Ice-Cancer, it is known.
>>19304175>still werkin onnit. haven't attempted any drawings for it yet and I seem to break the code a lot, but still working on it.The saloon is an old one by any definition of the word. Predating the event by a good hundred years or so even, the wooden floor is warped and cracked. The entire place seems to have a thin layer of grime, likely from the constant looming haze of smoke in the stale air.Patrons range from rowdy card players to the silent, stoic types who drink their bourbon in silence with a bottle next to them. The only thing they share in common is a hard demeanor and visible armament at their sides.Not exactly the kind of place one would expect a pretty girl to turn up, not the kind of place a pretty girl should be.The place goes from a buzzing of “cheater!” and drunken singing, to a dead silence as she pushes the doors aside and steps in.Jet black hair pulled high and tight into a ponytail; steeled red eyes glancing around the dusty interior, hand resting lightly on her long, curved sword. Nine tails the same color as her hair brushing against the frame of the door as she steps through. A few dozen eyes tracking her every movement, though they leave her unmolested save several leering gazes.The girl stops in front of a small, round table that is littered in cards and empty glasses. Just one man still sitting there, slumped back in his seat, wide hat down over his eyes.“Don't suppose you've just come here to flirt.” Comes a raspy, graveled, slurred voice from behind the hat.
>>19304249That might actually be true. Vodka does everything else.
“My name is Tomoe, the Sword Princess of the east. I've come looking for the man they say is the fastest in the world, but it would appear that they are mistaken. It seems I've just found a stumbling drunk, not the Savior of Toulon.”“So what is it you want, princess? If you want to buy me a drink, just let the bartender know and I'll pick it up later after my nap.”The echo of steel on steel rings out sharp, more than one “hard man” nearly falls out of their seat at the sound.The back end of a katana meets the razor edge of a bowie.“So, you're not as slow as you appear.” The kitsune gives the man a fanged smirk, “No matter.”“Why can't they ever just come to buy me a drink?”The pair locked blade-to-blade pause as the bartender levels a side by side 12ga at the both of them, flicking the barrel toward the door.“Mind telling me why you're out for my blood? If it's revenge, you're going to have to take a number and wait in line like the rest of them.”“Hardly. I take offense to anyone such as you being called the fastest in the world. I'll strip you of that title today.” Tomoe glares back as both of them step outside.
>>19304325Vodka you say?http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e7kJRGPgvRQ>>19304281>>19304331>inb4 film
“So you want to do this now? Could just wait until high noon, make a real scene of it.” The man belches loudly into his fist, stumbling backwards a step.“I've no issue with waiting for you to sober up. Do you need to?”“No.”“Excellent.” The girl lashes out again with the katana, the blade coming within inches of the man's long coat as he steps back to avoid it and pulls a hand and a half sword at the same time.Again and again she strikes out, a flurry of slashes. The man in the hat beating aside the blows with his own powerful swings. Each of the combatants nearly landing a blow on multiple occasions. They seem to match blow for blow, the combat only becoming more and more intense.Tomoe's red eyes glow at the ferocity of it, the man hardly seems quite all there.Once more they lock weapons, edge to edge, but this time the man does not wait. With his left hand, faster than an eye can blink, he pulls out an mp5k and levels it at her head, beneath her guard.“Bang.”The girl jumps back, startled, raising her weapon into a hasty guard as she does.“That was...! Hardly an honorable....!”“Honorable? If you know what they call me here, than you know what they called me over there. Honorable men get sent home in bags, princess. I've put more than my fair share in them. You want a fair and honorable fight, go challenge someone interested in it.” He places the machine pistol back in the holster on his left hip and lowers the sword.“Hey! Bill!”The man turns toward the sound, his hat tipping back just enough to reveal a small glimpse of black horn as he does.“Erik?”“Making friends as usual, I see.” You give him a teasing grin.
A bootknife comes sailing right at you, giving you almost no time to react.1d20 to avoid knife eye.
rolled 8 = 8>>19304451Time for a badass eyepatch!
rolled 19 = 19>>19304451Aw fuck.
rolled 20 = 20>>19304451FUUUUUUUUUUUUU
rolled 2 = 2>>19304451Ok sure.
rolled 2 = 2>>19304451ROLL OF DICE GODS HEAR MY CRY!
rolled 19 = 19>>19304451Our friends seem to be more dangerous than the ice core...
rolled 11 = 11>>19304451Fuck of the mothers! No time for snake!
>>19304482>>19304475>>19304468Welp, we badass apparently.
I think you guys can stop rolling now. We're either saved or very fucked.
>>19304503Stop... rolling? I don't understand.
no nat 1's, good for us!And a 20!
>>19304514And then Papa-N had the sads.
Expertly, though panicking, you mange to dive aside to avoid adding an eyepatch to your wardrobe. The vodka you'd downed with Ivan before coming certainly has done nothing to help you."Dude! What the fuck!" You exclaim, snatching the knife and winging it right back at Bill, who catches it with ease."Still as slow as ice, I see. That's for leaving me the tab for the last two times while you ducked out.""Hey! Don't forget I paid the one before that!" You protest."Don't forget that amounted to less than half of the tab after it. You owe me a good few many drinks." Bill smirks, before getting close enough to slap you and Ivan on the shoulders, "Good to see you two are still around.""H-hey! We're still not finished here yet!" Yells a black haired, red-eyed kitsune with a katana still leveled at Bill."Oi, who's that?" You jerk a thumb back."Her? No idea. Think she wants an autograph or something." Bill shrugs.[ ] Confront the fluffy tails[ ] Ignore tails, get square with Bill[ ] Head back to Ivan's place
>>19304579[X] Confront the fluffy tails
>>19304579[x] Option 4, drinks, autographs and dodging tabs
>>19304579[x] Ignore tails, get square with BillChillin' with our bro.
>>19304579[x] fluffy tails!
>>19304579[x] Touch Fluffy Tails
>>19304579[x] Confront the fluffy tailsI think I have spent too much time in MGQ threads.
[X] Confront the fluffy tailsFreeze the room then tell her "Chill"
>>19304619Fluffy tails will always be /tg/'s downfall it seems.I am of the opinion that they are cursed.
>>19304451[ ] Ignore tails, get square with BillWe're here to tell Bill about inoperable icecancer and get drunk, not engage in fruity fluffy fantasies with a fox.
>>19304637Eventually, someone will make a thread like this and have fluffy tails as a choice. It reaches 20 votes. Choosing that option will lead to the entire party's death.It will be a truly terrible day.
>>19304651Fluffy tails have brought us nothing but trouble in MGQ.It led to fireworks and lizardgirls abandoning us to psychotic spiders.
>>19304579>[X] Confront the fluffy tailsALWAYS
>>19304691You make it sound like its a bad thing, I should probably get to read that game too.
[ ] Ignore tails, get square with BillAlways good to get square with a friend.
>>19304691Still one of the most amusing parts of it though.
Why not take bill back and stiff the fox with the tab?
Vodka... Well, someone already posted my drinking game song >>19304346So I'll just leave this here.
"You know he charges for autographs, right? Finger of whiskey still the going rate?""Two, raised the price." Bill adds flatly."I'm not here for any damn autographs!" The kitsune glares swords, her nine tails swishing dangerously. You know what that many tails signifies, you'd best be cautious."So than why are you here?" Ivan scratches his head, "My autographs only cost...""I'm not here for any damn autographs! I'm here to claim my rightful place as the fastest sword in the world!" The kitsune stamps a foot and snarls, raising her sword again, "Now quit trying to run you cowa...!!!!"Mouth still open, halfway through a word, and the kitsune meets the real Bill. His lips hard against hers, the kitsune's eyes flying open in shock for a brief second before turning lucid and drooping. Bill catches her from falling, before swinging her limp form over his right shoulder, her fluffy tails rubbing against his rugged jaw."Really hate doing that, but I get the feeling she wasn't about to shut up any time soon." The incubus laughs as he bends down to pick up his fallen hat, dusting it off on his jacket."Honestly did not know you had that power. Thought for sure you were going to give her the horns or something.""Wasn't about to go kissing anyone in the trenches just so I could run them through, now was I? Suppose you boys would rather go somewhere less noisy. Reckon I should duck this joint for at least a few days, anyways." Bill shrugs, adjusting the passed out girl on his shoulder, "Well don't just stand there, you owe me a few drinks and I plan to collect."
That was anticlamatic
>>19304688And thus may /tg/ learn that, despite their fluffy exterior, fluffy tails are cursed. >>19304721Fluffy tails led us to partake in pranks involving fireworks.That led to our companion temporarily abandoning us to a psychotic spider.And it is well worth reading and taking part in.We are an amnesiac gentlemanly adventurer in a land of monsters.
>>19304767ur... forgive for not being well versed in the monster girl lore... but what just happened?
>>19304792>Climatic.God damn fuck me today.
>>19304767We do owe the man some drinks. Also we should tell him about the Ice Core thing we've got going on.
>>19304767Return to Ivan's place with the prize for more vodka.
>>19304755Glorious as always. Jelly as fuck at the handwriting, as my chickenscratch would be acceptable if I was drunk maybe. Professors hate me, but I blame my injury.Mind translating the bit on the left?Also is Svedka decent Finnish vodka or export trash? Been thinking about picking some vodka up, hence it playing such a role ITT.
>>19304767let the man collect his drinks, talk about ice cancer and shit.Also, I think we should offer to take the fluffiness off his hands. That way he can make a clean escape.
>>19304755That's awesome. It seems that Papa-N's quests always seem to attract awesome drawfags.And it is a good drinking song, I agree.
>>19304801Incubus = male Succubus = crazy sex/seduction itsmagiciaintgottaexplainshit powers?Bill leads you and Ivan across a bit of town, down the main stretch and into a less shady bar. One he must be equally as renowned at, because you wind up in the VIP section."Guess I actually paid my tab here..." Bill muses as they set down a bottle of high-class vodka between the three of you not snoozing."Poor thing's already passed her limit, hmm?" The busty MILF-y succubus beams down at the passed out kitsune."Yeah, you could say that." Ivan snorts, his face already getting red. He must have been drinking well before you showed up at his place, you aren't ashamed to say that he could easily drink you under the table. Ivan can drink anyone under the table, as far as you've seen."So what brings the two of you into town other than getting into trouble?" Bill glances up from rolling a cigarette."You'd better down that glass in front of you, you aren't going to like what I've got to tell you."A good while later, after explaining your hospital visit, the carrier mission, and most everything in-between, you finally stop. Bill is leaned back in the booth, mulling over the glass in his hand, cigarette petered out halfway down still clutched in the corner of his mouth."If you're fucking joking about this, I'll beat the everliving shit out of you.""Why does everyone assume I'm joking?" You whine into the glass."Because you're always joking about shit?" Ivan answers.
>>19304817From what family tells me, Svedka is a decent mixing vodka, but that's all it's supposedly good for. Rain is supposed to be a good straight vodka though.
>>19304817As far as I know, Svedka is swedish. It's pretty good if you're after flavor in drinks.водкy is vodka based on my limited knowledge of cyrillic script.
>>19304817Go pole bro. I personally recommend Zubrowka for drinking straight - the bison grass really gives it a unique flavor.
>>19304817I've had it a few times, good for mixing but that's about it. It's a bit difficult to down straight; I've never actually drank more than a few shots of it straight.
Sweet, new Generation A!
"Well I'm not joking about this!" You protest, "I've got a month or less to live, why would I joke about that?!""Easy, Erik, easy..." Bill tries to placate you. The kitsune's left ear twitches, her eyelids fluttering, and Bill gently rubs her head which seems to put her right back to sleep."So that's what's been going on in my life. Not exactly how I wanted my summer to end up." You sink down into the seat and stare at the empty glass in front of you."Well at least you're finally with Karin now." Ivan tries to cheer you up."He's what? Left that part out, eh? Good, means I won a bet." Bill chuckles before pushing his glass away, "Now on to business. You said you're headed into gorilla territory?""Well, yeah, once I get back. Karin and I are going to try to avoid any confrontations with them if we can, they seem weary of the mountain we're headed for."
"The gorillas are a superstitious bunch. I've actually been contracted to recover something stolen from them, so if you'd like, I can keep them occupied while you get what you need." Bill stops rubbing the kitsune's head for a moment, and she instantly awakens."...ward! What just happened, what did you...?!" Her hand clamps down over her mouth as her pupils dilate and her entire face blushes."You want a fair fight, princess? I'll give you one, but it has a price tag. Been looking for a partner to tango with some guerrillas in the jungle and you seem halfway decent with that glorified razor. Help me and I'll let you take a shot at the title. Fair and square, no tricks." Bill puts a glass down in front of her, which she ignores, red eyes glaring hard at your horned friend."I'll only need one shot. You have a deal." Her eyes narrow further as she adjusts her tails so she isn't sitting right on them.[ ] Accept Bill's help as a diversion[ ] See if he'll tag along into the mountain ruins in exchange for helping him[ ] Refuse the offer of help
>>19304817Left is Vodka people! Strong! The yellow thing is scorpion vodka bottle.And naturally I'll trumpet Finlandia vodka over anything other with only 40 vol.
>>19305014>>19304992>>19304981>>19304968Good to know. Think I've had it before but can't recall how it was. Might even go to the fancy liquor store with the huge selection, certainly been working enough to treat myself. Shockingly don't feel like more rum after polishing off the last of my stock.Probably end up with some kahlua and cream which ends up with me drinking until its gone and forgetting the date/time for a few days. Fun stuff.
>>19305132Let's stick with the diversion
>>19305132[X] Accept Bill's help as a diversion
>>19305132[ ] See if he'll tag along into the mountain ruins in exchange for helping himAll good parties have four people. (Assuming the fox is going to follow him)
>>19305132[^] See if he'll tag along into the mountain ruins in exchange for helping himYou know sometimes superstition is just that. But, at other times...I think the more people we have better. Even if eats a day or two.
[ ] Accept Bill's help as a diversion
>>19304691Deny.Deny that it was awesome
>>19305132[ ] Accept Bill's help as a diversion
Ask if he's willing to tag alone to the ruins just in case, otherwise [ ] Accept Bill's help as a diversiondon't be pushy.
>>19304992I can confirm that.Zubrowka is awesome.
>>19305132[x] See if he'll tag along into the mountain ruins in exchange for helping him.Strength in numbers and glory for the taking.
Hell, if we get what we came for, all of us will be big goddamn heroes for finding a cure for a very fatal disease.
>>19305152Finlandia huh? Probably have to go to the actual liquor store for that, don't think I've seen it at the grocery store I frequent. Not sure I'd try that scorpion stuff, hate those damn things ever since getting stung by one while working on my boat. Usually catch them and let them fight to the death in the thunderdome (plastic bin) until only one remains and he gets released.>>19305251Never even heard of it or seen it, but I'll keep my eyes open. My small town doesn't have that great of a selection much to my ongoing dismay.
>>19305132[x] See if he'll tag along into the mountain ruins in exchange for helping him
>>19305198I...will admit that I cannot admit that.But I stand by my statement that fluffy tails bring trouble and ruin in their wake.
>>19305273>admit that I cannot admit thatadmit that I cannot DENY thatThe fuck is up with my grammar today...
>>19305152I blame captcha for eating this vodka-less, inferior version. Twice.
>>19305270>Never even heard of it or seen itWell, don't know about the first poster but I live in Europe so I don't know if it's actually distributed in the US.
Wonder why /tg/ has such a big love of the fluffy tails
>>19305152I had some scorpion vodka at a house party, to of my mates tore the scorpion on half and ate it. Apparently it was the most disgusting thing they have ever tasted.
>>19305342Studies have shown that cuddling with a teddy bear for about ten minutes releases the same amount of endorphin's as sexual orgasm
So wait, if we're going into guerilla gorilla territory, is this gonna go down Planet of the Apes style? Cuz that would be awesome.>>Yfw we find a blown nudie bar or something and scream that they blew it up
>>19305273>>19305289Will still accept the fluffy and oh, so soft doom with open arms.
>>19305361>>19305342How does /tg/ get its hands on these interesting bits of info?
"Actually, while we're both in the area, we may as well stick together. We investigate the ruins than smash and grab whatever it is that you need, than we get the fuck out of dodge?" You propose, and Bill relights his cigarette and takes a puff."Strength in numbers, huh? Well it will work so long as the gorillas actually avoid those ruins like you say. Sure, I think it is a sound plan.""I didn't agree to that..." The kitsune scowls."We didn't shake on the first deal, or drink to it. Besides, if you're scared of some old lifeless ruins than you haven't got what it takes to best me." Bill prods only making her scowl harder, "Whatever, you can go back to where you came from.""Fine! But the deal doesn't change from here on out!" With that, she slams back the glass in front of her and snags Bill's hand, giving it a hard shake."Fiery one, isn't she?" Bill laughs, "Deal doesn't change, fine by me. So when do you plan on leaving, Erik?""Whenever we get back to Ivan's place and get everything ready. Karin has a plane-helicopter-thing that can handle really rough runways and the like. Jimbo just got it working a few weeks ago." You reach out to grab the bottle before noticing it is empty."We stick around for another one and foxgirl here might have to drive us back." Ivan pokes the dry glass in front of him."What? You, too drunk to drive?""Didn't expect you to show up when you did, was planning on just draining some of my stock and frittering the day away on old movies." Your big friend shrugs.
>>19305342>not loving fluffy tails>2012>>19305412Because /tg/ is the smartest board with the most diverse set of interests and talents.
>>19305428>plane-helicopter-thingAn Osprey? ...Is that an entirely good idea?
>Why fluffy tails?Because.
>>19305513...Oh fuck.Could we just, like, take the jetbike up maybe?Im sure it could fit us all.Anything but the fucking osprey
>>19305342It kinda helps that almost all the characters who are 9-tailed would be awesome wives.
>>19305513Ospreys are fucking awesome.
>>19305568That they are.
>>19305342cuz chicks with fox ears, fox tails, and kimonos are kawaii as fuck>>19305515.... Got more? Whos the artist?
"Suppose we'd better get going, than..." You sigh and let a final drop drip onto your tongue."Probably. You going to make me some hash browns?" Bill glances over at Ivan, who screws up his face and shakes his head."The fuck is with you and hash browns?""I don't joke around concerning hash browns. You coming with us, foxy?""Its Tamoe, and I'm following you until I get my duel. I let you out of my sight and I'd have to track you down again." She looks up from brushing lint off the ends of several tails."You ok with that big guy?" Bill looks back to Ivan."So long as she doesn't use any damn fire. Don't trust that stuff." He nods, before standing up, the rest of you following along. You drop enough cash to cover the small tab before stepping out of the booth and stretching out."I'm pretty damn serious about those hash browns.""I'll make you your god damn hash browns unless you keep mentioning them!"As the four of you head for the exit, someone with very poor judgement makes a very poor mistake."Hey, dog! Go and fetch us up a bone, will ya? Suppose all of you are faggots anyways, might just 'ave you suck on mine, eh?" A lanky goblin calls from beside six other of his fellows."Come on werewolf, here, fetch!" Another one tosses a chicken bone at Ivan's feet."They think I'm a werewolf." Ivan says through a grin so wide his eyes water, "They think I'M a werewolf!" He laughs hard, slapping his knee."You mean you aren't a werewolf?" Tomoe asks with an eyebrow raised, "I thought you were, judging by the hair and all that.""He isn't a werewolf, and you might want to take a few steps back." You inform the sword girl.
>>19305590Simosi, it's in the filename. You can find it on genbooru or other similar sites.I also have this one form him (fluffy tails related)
>>19305587>go to /k/Plane girls>go to /d/Plane girls>go to /d/ againEntire front page futa>start my threadThey're spreading...>dem fuel tanks
>>19305515Those toes don't seem right.
>>19305587....wat? Is this a new thing now? Airplane porn?
>>19305662How have you not noticed them?They have been spreading for a while.
>>19305662YepCheck dat sexy superhornet
>>19305662http://a-10writer.tumblr.com/Thank me later.Don't forget to roll 1d20, on a 1 you get a new fetish.
>>19305662Yes. A couple months back someone on /d/ made a crack about needing porn based on anthropomorphic jetcraft.O-or so I've heard. It's n-not like I find it interesting or anything! Idiot!
>Plane PornI'd like some TSF porn...
>>19305689>>19305733I want to see both of them fucking.
It isn't the first time someone's made this mistake, though they don't often goad Ivan while doing so. He's pretty touchy about the subject, as are most of his species. It would be like if someone called a Gorgon a Naga, it kind of sets them off a bit, generally.Ivan's transformation starts out like a werewolf might start to transform, only his pelt becomes thick, dense, shaggy, and noticeably brown. Instead of extending out into a wiry wolf form, his limbs being to thicken even further as his face elongates into jaws full of large gnashing white teeth. Black claws several inches long replacing his fingers and still he continues to grow and grow and grow.Until a twelve foot tall, three and a half thousand pound Kodiak lets out a roar that has most sensible folk diving for cover."Werebear, motherfuckers!" Ivan roars again as he flips the table so hard the legs shear off.[ ] Leave Ivan to it, he doesn't need your help. At all.[ ] Grab some popcorn, this is goona be good.[ ] See if anyone feels like placing a few bets.
>>19305684Honestly I haven't. I've only browsed /tg/ and /vg/ (for Skullgirls) and hadn't browsed /d/ in a while so this is totally new to me>>19305691>>19305689I... Idk how to feel about this
>>19305758[X] Grab some popcorn, this is goona be good.
>>19305758[x] Grab some popcorn, this is gonna be good.
>>19305758Popcorn, betting pool with next tab riding on it
>>19305758[^] See if anyone feels like placing a few bets.AND[^] Grab some popcorn, this is goona be good.
[ ] Grab some popcorn, this is gonna be good.
>>19305758>Lives in a cave>Makes his own Vodka>Uses a Russian modified gun>Named IvanMother of god how did I not see this before?>[X] Leave Ivan to it, he doesn't need your help. At all.
>>19305763There was a thread on /k/ (which was how I found out). The author had to make a tumblr because the mod(s?) on /d/ kept deleting his threads. Trust me, the shit is good. Not to mention, a shitload of artists have been drawing planegirls recently. There is even a booru now.
[ ] Grab some popcorn, this is goona be good.then[ ] See if anyone feels like placing a few bets.hoooo boy, this is get crazy
>>19305691Beat me to linking the site.
Popcorn and betting pool, fuck yeah!
>>19305814*this is gonna get crazyLooks like you're not the only with spelling troubles today alpha
>>19305758Let the pool be open
[ ] Grab some popcorn, this is goona be good.
You grab a bowl of popcorn off a counter nearby and shove a handful into your mouth through your massive grin, before you get a spark of genius."Taking all bets! All bets, ladies and gentlemen! Winner, dismemberment, number of broken chairs, whatever you can come up with!" You stand up on a counter and several monsters immediately come forth as they dig for cash."All on the goblins!" A moustachioed lizard man yells as he thrusts a handful of bills toward you. You find it hard to even catch the fight as you continue to snag up money and memorize bets.Before your friend can lunge, you grab him and whisper something to him. "Finish it in thirty seconds, got some high rollers thinking it will go on for a few minutes.""Minutes?!" Ivan snarls, before charging.The first goblin raises the jagged half of a beer bottle in his hand with a menacing grin, right up until Ivan hits him with a backhand so forceful that it sends the little green man tumbling end over end where he than plows through no less than four tables until coming to a rest against the adjacent wall.Another manages to land a stab with a shiv of his own, a heroic attempt, unfortunately it is not nearly long enough to penetrate the mat of dense fur. Ivan grabs the little monster around the middle and gives him such a squeeze that you swear the goblin's eyes nearly pop out of their sockets. Rather than toss the monster aside, Ivan grabs him by the leg and begins using him as a makeshift club. The goblins, perhaps now seeing their error in judgement, begin to back away. Ivan wings the one in his hand so hard that the *clunk* of two goblin skulls colliding makes pretty much everyone grimace a bit.
The last few don't make it much more than a few more retreating steps. Not with a mass of pure Russian malice bearing down on them. A few more swipes of his claws and one throw that sends a goblin through a window, and that is more or less that.Despite a few moans of protest, you set about collecting your cut and dishing out the winnings. All in all, leaving you with a nice fat wad of cash. Enough to cover any damages and still have plenty left over."Good show, as always." Bill nods as Ivan calms down and re-assumes his placid state."Fucking hate goblins." Ivan grumbles, reaching for a tablecloth to cover himself with.A few minutes later, and after being informed not to return, the four of you are headed back toward the truck you arrived in.
>>19306019>after being informed not to returnHEY! We payed our tab and for the damage. Why are we being told not return. Its like they don't want free entertainment or something.
>>19306019WELP! No more VIP status there I guess.
>>19306075They don't want a fucking bear devastating their bar.
The ride back is fairly boisterous, with Ivan and Bill recollecting on the bar fight as Ivan retells how he decided to use the goblin as a missile. Tomoe is silent in the back seat, watching out the window, tails moving anxiously."So you're out to try to dethrone him as the best swordsman in the world, huh?" You look over and ask."Indeed, though I'd prefer not to put up with so much foolishness just to get one fair fight." Tomoe nods, and you get the feeling she isn't in the mood for conversation.You think better about inquiring if it would be permissible to perhaps touch her fluffy tails for just a moment, now isn't the time. You've just never seen them in that color and find it difficult to quell your curious nature.Back at Ivan's at last, you pile out and head for the kitchen, having worked up an appetite yourself. Karin and Essa are still cooped up inside the small room packed with old computers, even after you inform them that food is on its way and you've got quite a story to tell.When the allure of sizzling bacon finally draws Karin out of the room, Essa follows rather sheepishly after her.
"Been keeping this fool in line for me, Karin?" Bill slaps you on the back."Someone has to do it, and you're never around.""Good for you. Keep him out of trouble."Ivan sets down a plate of eggs and bacon in front of Essa, and the werebat makes a small noise and slightly raises one of her hands."Oh, right. My mistake."Seated back down again, Essa busily draining Ivan from his neck while he seems both uncomfortable and enjoying himself, you dig in and get to talking. After the events that traspired on your trip are finally known, you're about to settle in when Karin jerks you out of that alluring laziness."No time to rest, we've still got a plane to get ready! Come on, lets get to it!"Grumbling, you relent and get back up.
>>19306109Not entirely unreasonable, really.
>>19306212>wants to touch them fluffy tailsONEOFUSPapa-N, this is practically screaming for the hue
[ ] Go get the Osprey loaded up and ready with Karin, Bill, and Tamoe[ ] ohgodanythingbuttheosprey[ ] "Can't we just crash land a cheap plane in the jungle instead?"[ ] Check for nearby airfields or suitable landing zones capable of non-VTOL aircraft[ ] Fluffy tails[ ] Some kind of fueltanks-jurryrigged-to-jetbikes armadaBack in ~10, need to walk down to the corner store and pick up a tin of snus. I think trying to quit smoking is worse for my health than the cigarettes are.
[ ] Go get the Osprey loaded up and ready with Karin, Bill, and TamoeWE OSPREY NOW
Oh lawdy, I just realized>Essa gonna stay with Ivan>Ivan is a heavy drinker>Dat BAI>Delicious Drunken BatgirlPapa-N, why do you push all the right buttons?
>>19306330[X] Go get the Osprey loaded up and ready with Karin, Bill, and Tamoe
>>19306330Fluffy tails./tg/ can't resist the temptation.
>>19306330[ ] Fluffy tail dooooooooooooooom
>>19306330Osprey, with jetbike stowed inside? Just in case.And fluffy tails for huehuehue
[ ] Fluffy tailsHuehuehue
>>19306330>Fluuuuuuufy tailsAlso, heya Papa-N. How you holding up?
>>19306330First, [x]Fluffy Tails.Then, [x]load the osprey
>>19306330[X] Go get the Osprey loaded up and ready with Karin, Bill, and Tamoeor[X] Fluffy tailsfor some huehuehuehue
>>19306330[^] Go get the Osprey loaded up and ready with Karin, Bill, and TamoeAnd...[^] Fluffy tails and Karin has to be involved in touching them.
[ ] Fluffy tailsAs if that weren't the obvious choice. Plus you can do it Papa, I don't want you to end up in a hospital. Where else am I suppose to go for quests involving epicness, monstergirls and huehuehue?
[ ] Check for nearby airfields or suitable landing zones capable of non-VTOL aircraft
>>19306330>Get to the Osprey. And, by the way, their teething problems are pretty much over. They're safe so long as you watch your prop rpms and pitch as you go from forward flight to rotors. Then fluffy tails on our way there, while pretending it's an unconscious action.
>>19306481MGQ can provide the first two.We substitute tears and player rage for hue, though.
>>19306330>[ ] Fluffy tails
>>19306521We substitute tears of rage for, tears of 'memories of childhood friend stolen'
>>19306621>>19306521Buckle up for Friday, you guys aint out of the woods yet, having a buddy that love to write too is super helpful when planning~But this is papa thread, I'll stop attention whoring.
>>19306651I'm going with...>>19306673See you Friday.
>>19306651Dead companions make siegfried sad.A sad Siegfried generally results in dead people and diplomatic incidents.
You get up, but you find yourself unable to resist temptation any longer. Those fluffy tails, you must touch them.Reaching out, slowly, trying to remain unseen, you brush your fingers against them.So... So soft... You cant.... Stop?Instead, you bury both hands inside of the tails now, throwing caution away like the dirty used goods she is. You grab one of the tails in your right hand and run your fingers through more of them with your left. The fur brushing through your fingers is the softest thing you've ever felt, they make a fresh silk dress and young breasts feel like a wool blanket and bags of sand."Wha! What are you d-doing!!?!?" Tomoe yelps, standing up, which doesn't break your grasp."Erik! Get a hold of yourself!" Karin shouts as she grabs one of your arms, but doesn't have the strength to pry them away."I can't stop touching them. Touch them, they are so soft..." You almost let out a moan of pure ecstasy as you continue to rub the tails, "Try it."You see Karin's eyes slowly drift over to the tantalizing black tails swishing this way and that around in front of her, see how part of her wants to hold back but simply can't find the will. With the tips of her fingers, she gently brushes across several of them."Ah! They feel goood...." Karin lets out, her snake tail coiling around itself in pleasure as she buries both hands in them now."Wait! Stop! No more!" Tomoe cries, but there's no stopping you now. You can't stop now.
>>19306731This. This right here. This is why fluffy tails are cursed. They steal away your reason!
>>19306742You say that like it's a bad thing.
>>19306742It is a good pain!
"Are they that good? Let me tr... Oh wow, oh. Wow!" Bill's eyebrows raise as he runs his hand across one of the tails, repeating it again and again, a smile creeping across his face, "I could get used to this..."Ivan doesn't make a move, but than again, he looks like he's enjoying having his blood sucked. You might pause enough to find that a bit strange, if not for the FLUFFY.Leaning down you rub one of the tails against your cheek and feel a tremor throughout your spine and barely stop yourself from drooling. No wait, you might be drooling. Karin's eyes are wide, like a kid unwrapping the best Christmas gift over and over again. Even Bill seems completely taken with them, you thought his Incubus blood would garner him at least some kind of resistance."I feel so violateeddd...." Tomoe protests, unable to struggle free, "If you don't stop now, I'll... I'll....Nnnnnnnn!!!!!" The kitsune's legs fail her, her knees buckling, and she sinks down to the tile below, biting a finger with her eyes clamped shut."Eh, I figure that's enough teasing her." Ivan finally interrupts, gently but forcibly pulling the three of you off of Tomoe. As soon as your fingers leave the tails, it is as though a spell is broken and you can think clearly again. Clearly enough to know that you clearly need to touch more fluffy tails. Like, right the fuck now. Ivan pulls your arm back, stopping you."I didn't think anything could be so fluffy..." Karin shakes her head, staring down at her open hands.
>>19306731>YeeeeeessssssFeel the fluffy softnesss!
>>19306775That did not end as I expected, but it still might.
"Hey! Concentrate! Weren't you guys about to go head out and get your plane ready?!" Ivan tries to shake her out of it."Ih... Ih feehl funnah *hic!*" Essa sways for a moment, eyes staring off into the distance though the wall is but a few feet away from her."Huh? Funny?" Ivan turns around just in time to catch the werebat as she stumbles and falls."Theheres... *hic!* Three of ya...?" Essa frowns up at a very concerned Ivan."Don't tell me..." He groans, "Karin, you're the genius here, why didn't you tell me this would happen?" Ivan looks down."Hmm?" Karin looks up, both hands full of fluffy tails, about to bury her face in them.
>>19306651>Kurukuru Fanatic imagePic unrelated right? Right?!
>>19306810>"Hmm?" Karin looks up, both hands full of fluffy tails, about to bury her face in them.
>>19306754>>19306760>>19306761Dear god, the madness is spreading!
>>19306775>>19306731Damnit, now I wish kitsune are real just to touch their fluffy tails
>>19306868Madness? What madness?
>>19306907Fluff is the mind killer.
Ivan finally manages to get the four of you out of his kitchen."Fresh air. You all need fresh air." He keeps repeating as he pushes you along.Tomoe slinks along behind all of you, clutching her tails to her chest and looking very sullen. Twice Ivan has to bat your sneaking hands away from taking another feel. Bill nearly gets one before Ivan sends him flying out the mouth of the cave with a hard shove."Enough with the fluffy tails! You've got business to attend to, get your minds right!" The werebear berates you, still carrying the woozy werebat curled up in one of his powerful arms."Fhluffy whazts?" Essa slurs, squinting her eyes as she emerges into the sunlight beyond the cave."Essa, have you ever been drunk before? I need to know if you're just sleepy drunk or...""Hnurrrgghhh!!!!" The werebat vomit misses splattering Ivan by just an inch, blood splashing down onto the grass underfoot."Guess that answers that... You four, get on with your trip! I've got to take care of her and the last thing I need is three of you here under some kind of tail curse!" Ivan ferries you along until you reach the truck, taking care to point Essa in a safe direction."I don't know when, I don't know how, but I will pay the three of you back for this..." Tomoe hisses as she ducks out of the way of Bill reaching for yet another touch."How do you make them so fluffy? HOW!?" The Incubus demands, Tomoe almost going for the katana at her side before Karin pulls her away."Come on, you and I can sit in the back." She tries to placate the kitsune.
FLUFF FOR THE FLUFFY GODTAILS FOR THE TAIL THRONE
>>19306961Fluff is the little snuggle that brings total happiness
>>19306396Decent enough, I suppose.>>19306874We all do, brother. We all do...
>>19306980Traitor! She just wants those fuffly tails to herselfffffff!!!!
>>19306980Karin just wants the tails for herself
>>19306970Really man? You could have at least played up some Basking Rootwallas. No need to be so trite.
>>19307010Do not deny yourself Alpharius.>>19307008>>19307010You are one of us and you want those tails as much as us.
>>19306980>minochidna on kitsune tail touching
>>19306874>Go to other room.>Find my fluffy white,,purebred Mainecoon.>Start petting his soft, soft, silky fur.>I wonder if this is a bit like what a Kitsune's tails would feel like?
This remind me when I spent 5 god damn hours looking up Ran picture on Gelbooru.Good time.
Don't touch the fluffy
>>19307038The fluffy has no hold over me. Probably.
The truck ride back is far less balls-to-the-walls as the trip to Ivan's. It seems that the fresh air has indeed done you some good, as the fixation... Addiction, to the fluffy tails, fades. Bill seems either bashful or ashamed of himself, an Incubus, to be lured in by something like that as easily as you. Even you thought he might have some kind of immunity to the tails, but now you keep catching him taking small glances at Tomoe in the sideview mirror.The kitsune watches the three of you like a hawk, chewing her bottom lip with one of her fangs and still clutching the tails in front of her, out of reach. Much to the disappointment of Karin, it would seem, who can barely contain herself from just pouncing into the cluster of them."*Ahem* Anyways, so you've got an Osprey, Karin?" Bill breaks the awkward silence inside the truck."Eh? Err... Yeah, my dad fixed up one when Erik and his dad brought one back. Haven't actually used it for anything yet, so this would be as good a chance as any, I suppose." Karin tells him, still glancing longingly at the tails."So can you fly it?" He looks over at you.
"If it has wings, props, or at least a massive engine, than yes, I can fly it.""The better question would be, can he LAND it." Karin giggles a bit as one of the tails swishes slightly."And Tomoe, I'm sorry for joining in. That was wrong of me." Your girlfriend apologizes."I forgive you, and I'd rather have you touch them than these two. At least you aren't doing so with lewd thoughts in your head." The kitsune glares at you and Bill."Erm. Right." Karin nods.
>>19307079>have to content with my favourite pillow
>>19307203> At least you aren't doing so with lewd thoughts in your head.Oh, what a foolish girl.
>>19307079I've only met two maine coons and they were both massive assholes who didn't like playing or being petted. Is this common to the breed?
>>19307203>"Erm. Right."The Fluffy transcends all, gender, species, and mind. All hail the Fluffy.
Dem Fluffy Tails man
>>19307246No. No it's not, at least as far as I know.Females are supposed to be a bit rambunctious, but males, especially neutered ones like mine are supposed to be quite laid back and friendly. The worst my cat behaves is that he's spoiled rotten. "Meeer! I want food, wake up!" "Mrooow! I want you to pet me while I eat! Wake up!" - My cat. Other than that, he's usually quite sweet, and even lets you use him as a pillow at times.About the only thing he's ever disturbed/offput by is the vacuum cleaner or thunderstorms. Maintenance men, the neighbors kids outside, small dogs, none of that phased him.
>>19307301>using him as a pillow>using him as a pillow>using him as a pillowSo jelly.
>>19307301Well, as a maine coon I imagine he's larger than most small dogs.
>>19307301>"Meeer! I want food, wake up!" "Mrooow! I want you to pet me while I eat! Wake up!"Sounds like every cat ever.
Choose wisely, /tg/
>>19307327By about five pounds or more. At a rough guess I'd hazard he's at the very least 15-20 lbs. He's about twice the size of a chiuaua.>>19307329Indeed.
>>19307079My bernese mountain dog has some pretty fluffy fur, especially on his head and ears. When he was a pup as I recall, his fur was much more fluffy and soft then it is now
>>19307367How can one choose just one?
Prepping for the trip isn't overly difficult, there isn't a whole lot you really need to bring anyways.Rifle? Check. Sidearm? Check. Ammo? Check. You run down your short list and see that everything is in order. Bill spends the entirety of the time snoozing with his hat over his face, seated in the copilot seat. Tomoe tries to help, but is weary about keeping her tails out of the reach of you or Karin. Bill nearly gets a handful when she checks the fire extinguisher near him, though.Karin has busied herself loading all kinds of gadget and gizmo. Laptops and testing equipment, GPS devices and she even tries to load a supercomputer before you stop her."There isn't even electricity there!" You bark after her as she trods back into the house with the large computer, looking quite annoyed.After a good two hours, the Osprey is as squared away as it is going to be. You and Bill chose a small LZ not far from the mountain based on scarce aerial photographs of the area. If it isn't as promising as the photos make it out to be, you've selected a few backups.Jimbo and Amber both seem a bit alarmed when Karin tells them exactly where you're going, Jimbo knowing full well that it is in the middle of gorilla territory. They don't stop you from going, though, perhaps because they noticed that Bill was coming along. They might not know him that well, but everyone knows about him."If anything goes wrong, fire up the emergency transponder and I'll get a posse together to come get you." Jimbo tells his daughter after a hug.
>>19307367[x]Touch Fluffy Tail
>>19307383That is a ridiculously cute looking puppy.
>>19307301Huh, odd. One of the cats I'd known for years but he was still a dick. Pet him for more than 5-10 seconds and he'd try to bite me.All this pet talk, might need to see about getting myself a new dog or maybe just a cat or something.
>>19307415Cats are the superior pet. In terms of flufyness and awesome.
>>19307368Got a russian blue myself. They build them big and placid in the motherland. Lazy bastard's in the 20-25lb range, and a retarded amount of that is cat muscle. Still, I've seen him move when he needs to. Woe unto any burgler not wearing brush-pants.
>>19307246Yes, actually. Mine is pretty standoffish with anyone who isn't me, and it was worse when he was young.I raised him from a kitten though, so it's understandable he'd be more laid back with me.
>>19307415I want a cat.Just finished uni and heading home from the dorms in a couple of months.Whats a good breed for someone whos not raised a pet before?
>>19307415All this talk of fluffy animals. I actually just picked up my male boxer puppy today. Still trying to decide on a name for him, but he is ridiculously cute.
>>19307408Indeed. Berners are freaking adorable and playful as hell when they're still puppies, and my dog still is despite being all grown up.
>>19307470for a cat? to be honest just about any breed, see if you can pick one up at your local shelter, just be sure to get them their shots and get them spade/neutered.
>>19307482Jesus, a full-grown Berner. How big did yours get?
"So when do we leave, ace?" Bill asks from beneath his hat as you slide into the pilot seat."Now's as good a time as any. Five hours north we stop for fuel and than its another four or so to reach the LZ. This thing ain't exactly fast I don't imagine." You frown as you give the instruments a look. You're dad was the one who flew this before."You do know how to fly this, right?" He tips his hat up and watches with uncertainty as you fiddle with the controls."Sure. Up, down, barrel roll, can't be that difficult." You shrug."So it's cool if I just step off and go charter a helicopter or something, right?"You answer by firing up the twin props, the engines sputtering to life."You want to bail, you'd better do it now.""Meh. Was planning on drinking myself to death eventually anyways, suppose a plane crash wouldn't be that bad." Bill reclines in the seat once more and rests his hat over his face again, "Just don't bother waking me up if we're going down."
>>19307470Anything not of a specific breed, usually. Though Siamese are prone to eye infections I hear.
>>19307470I'm a fan of mongrels personally, I have two.They're generally healthier than purebreeds, and can look just as awesome or be just as fluffy.
>>19307415Mhm. Some cats are just dicks. I'm reminded of one bit of my childhood, when I was four or five., when I was amusingly enough, up in Maine.Black Mainecoon, tomcat, belonged to my stepdad. Named Kaltinore. (Odd name, but oddly fitting.)He was evil to the core. Even as a kitten. One of my mum's friends came over, and he was all fluffy and cute at her. So she put him in her lap. Where he then went satanically bug eyed and attempted to attack her face by leaping at it.His daily activities as he grew ever larger included scaring the neighbor's larger dogs, rolling around in slugs, and then coming back in to be petted.Now the real kicker was when our roommate moved out. See, Kaltinore picked on this man. He'd wait on top of the entertainment center for the poor guy to come out of his room and attempt to leap on his back, chasing him to the bathroom and then back. It got to the point where the guy would have to try to sneak out.But there's more.See, eventually he moved out. And hes packed all of his stuff into a van, and has left, and we think that's that. But about 15 minutes later, the van comes screeching into the driveway, and he opens the door, flinging out a gigantic black fuzzball. "HE TRIED TO KILL ME! HE KNEW I WAS GETTING AWAY!" Turns out that Kaltinore had hidden inside one of the boxes that was packed and leaped out right as the guy was turning into traffic. That cat was sheer evil.
>>19307450I need a cat large enough to fetch geese and not run away while I'm downing flocks with my 10ga. Unfortunately I don't think anything short of a cougar would be into that, and I don't have the space/time/etc for a big cat.
>>19307526Papa, I think you're looking for a dog, not a cat.
>>19307526...toucheThough a cat capable of that would be awesome.
>>19307524Welp, guess its another dog, then
>>19307479We had a boxer dog when I was young.His name was Whisky and he was the most awesome dog ever.
>>19307501well ok, he ain't fully grown up yet I don't think since got him around 2008-2009ish, but he's pretty big for his age. Never bothered to measure him, but like I said, he's pretty big
>>19307543Mhm. Cat's are really only good for small things like mice, lizards, small snakes and birds anyways. Although, I have to emphasize, Kaltinore was by no means normal. That cat was just evil. If' you've ever read Terry Pratchett, think Greebo but prettier.
>>19307496>>19307517>>19307521So a mongrel from a shelter? Not sure why I have a bias against those from a shelter but it's there.Anything to look out for? Or do shelters only offer up healthy animals for adoption?
The ride up isn't bad. You've flown helicopters, and your jetbike is a VTOL craft as well. So it isn't difficult to apply that knowledge to the Osprey and get the big awkward bird into the sky.The more difficult part is transitioning over to flight mode, which you soon find out."We're going to crash! We're going to crash!" Karin screams, while Tomoe just hides in her tails and yells in a language you aren't familiar with.1d20 to not fall osPrey to the skies
>>19307543Join me on the Boxer side Papa. You know you want to.>>19307545Whiskey eh? I actually like that. Would you mind if I commandeered it for a name? So far it's a toss up between Argo or Brutus. But Whiskey might seem less uh.. Weird.
rolled 18 = 18>>19307575We are the best pilot.
Papa, just caught up, and as usual great fucking work. Keep it up! Loving how you let our madness and ideas leak into your work.
>>19307579Why not Ali?>boxer
rolled 7 = 7>>19307575We have some form of music player right?Full volume as we plummet out of the skies, only to recover daringly at the last moment.
rolled 14 = 14>>19307587Damn, too late for a nat 1.
>>19307526>>Are you a bad enough dude to go out in the West and rassle and tame yerself a cougar? RDR style?!>>gif related
>>19307579Eh, I'd get one if I didn't want a dog that could also hunt. Thinking of maybe a chessie or another lab but I'll admit I kind of want something different since I've always had a lab or chessie.>>19307590/tg/ as a collective comes up with excellent ideas. It would be foolish to ignore them
rolled 10 = 10>>19307575Aww yis
rolled 10 = 10>>19307575rolling to not die a horrible death
rolled 1 = 1>>19307575May as well try
>>19307579No mate, go for it. I think it would be nice to know that there is another boxer with the same name. I miss that dog.It was my dad's dog btw. His brother also had one called Cognac.
rolled 11 = 11>>19307575Well, what's the worst that could happen? A big black tomcat falling from the sky?Also, testing the Noko + dice+1d20 function to see if Moot made it so that Noko now shows dice rolls
>>19307616>pack of cougars>>19307628Not really bird dogs unfortunately. Same with German Shepherd. which I might end up with anyways because reasons.
>>19307640Poor Karin.. we are taking he with us now....
rolled 3 = 3>>19307647Well, it doesn't on my computer at least, although that may be the fact that this thing is a decade old and runs IE5.
rolled 14 = 14>>19307647odd. I saw it working the other day.Testing again.
>>19307618Then might I recommend a Norwegian elkhound? I had one back as a kid in the middle of nowhere new york and we took him hunting all the time. They were bred by the vikings to hunt bears, wolves, and mooses and what not, they're excellent hunters, friendly dogs, and extremely loyal. Plus, it looks like a wolf. Look at it, how is it not awesome and fluffy and bad ass?
>>19307640>Obligatory "Fuck you, Udz".
>>19307618True.Also, I'm rather fond of Shepards of any kind, or a husky. If you truly wished to be bad ass, get yourself a wolf/ half wolf. Buddy had one and it was the greatest fucking an9imal I'd ever met.
rolled 6 = 6>>19307640Well, I never said what I was trying for, so I suppose I can't be disappointed.
>>19307672That is pretty boss.>>19307679Feels good, man.
rolled 12 = 12>testin'
rolled 2 = 2>>19307683It'd help if you weren't rolling dice%201d20 perhaps?I'm probably going to feel silly for asking this, but what does that actually do? Divide 201 dice by 20 or some such? A percentage of 201 d20 dice?
>>19307659Would you prefer zombie cougars? Extra fun to deal with!
>>19307672Huskey/Wolf hybrids are awesome, They're like the only awesome thing Californians can have. Some SF douchebag is even talking about making bullet buttons illegal, but I can own a wolf? Yeah, fuck you.
>>19307696You did not fuck with Brutus (My family had a penchant for roman names) and he was totally awesome. For a dog not bred to hunt birds he was good with them too. He also once attacked and killed a coyote that was after my cousin and I when I was but a boy. You do not fuck with the viking hound. Ever.
>>19307640You nearly get the craft stabilized until you realize with a finality, the error you've made. Though you try to correct it, it is too little too late."Yeah, we're going down..." You almost whisper, face white as a ghost."What? WHHAT!?" Karin screams and Tomoe only increases her terrified babbling. True to his ways, Bill doesn't even wake up.The Osprey bucks and jolts as it starts to lose altitude, the left rotor stalling and the airspeed dropping to nil, than increasing as the craft starts to plummet.Down and down and down, toward the murky waters of a large inlet beneath you.
>>19307706Nope. Dumps you at the front page...
>>19307640Lets grab Karin and tell her we love her because if the crash don't kill us Jimbo certainly will.
Shockingly enough, the impact doesn't kill you. Though it is gratingly hard and jolts you around in your seat, head banging against the dash in front of you and nearly knocking you out. Through hazy vision, you can see that you've been thrown forward through the window, likely because you don't click it because fuck the police.You're just about to start calling to see if anyone else was lucky enough to have made it, when something bumps you from underneath.Something large."Karin?" You call out, voice horse and low and quiet as something bumps you again.Something scaly."Karin?" Again, but no reply.Instead, something you've only ever heard about in hushed stories down at the pub rises out of the water. Tall and massive and terrifying and you think you just wet yourself holy fucking shit.A massive Lamia, too large to be anything but a forgotten one, peers down at you hungrily."Snack." It says simply, before a hand large enough to grab you around the middle with just your head and feet popping out, comes to scoop you up. Despite you thrashing in a desperate attempt to swim out of reach, it has you."Oh fuck..." You grimace as the giant creature lifts you toward its massive smile. Well, at least you got to see a gigantic pair of tits before you died. Bigger than your jetbike. You prod one as you're lifted up, wishing you'd gotten a chance to go deeper into the mystery of the massive mammaries before this thing ate you.A wish you shall never fufill.Warm tongue beneath you now, wrapping you up as the Lamia releases its hand.
>>19307736Think that's bad? Try zombie grizzlies.... ya
>>19307724This. Kiss Karin, goodbye my love, etc etc etcBecause Papa Nurgle will certainly end this after thread four.
>>19307794Well that's that
>>19307794Well huh.That's one way to go I suppose.That being said, superior monster girl is superior.
>>19307794we can freeze it right? tell me we can freeze it.
>>19307794I'm quite okay with having landed us in this "hot" water.
>>19307810>>19307812>>19307850>>19307852>implying this ant HUEHUEHUE
"Itadakimasu!" The beast cries, somewhat slurred because it has you in some kind of wet tongue grip tighter than a vice.So tight you can't even scream as the tongue rolls back and draws you into the massive chasm of a mouth.At least it doesn't chew you, preferring apparently to swallow you whole. The ride is slippery and moist as you're eaten. At least it doesn't last long.Than comes the stomach acid. Ah, you could have done without the acid, as it burns away your skin. Your screams can't even be heard outside of the massive belly as you're slowly digested."Ah, what a treat! Tee~hee~!" The Lamia grins.Times defeated: 39Monsters bested: 141Swag acquired: 1/5Awards: Most Honorable, Marksmanship Award, Shortest Innings
>>19307794Why not just ice the lamia.
>>19307795Well, that's it then.png
>>19307850That one give better hug
>>19307850Alpha, do you have the name of whatever that's from? Download link? Anything?
>>19307860I'm aware its huehuehue, merely commenting on it.
>>19307880Everyday Monster girlsshould just be able to search that on sadpandas or google
>>19307861>Implying we should not get most frantic
>>19307861>Shortest InningsThat doesn't sound too good.
>>19307887+1 Bro point Papa Nurgle. Thanks!
>>19307880>>19307887Also available at http://monstermusume.blisswater.info/Which I must thank Papa for linking last time.
>>19307872not sure if want hugs.
rolled 12 = 12>>19307923Don't be a pussy, it can't be that poisonous.
>>19307909>>19307887They've got all 3 up on Fakku, with definate plans to translate whatever else is done.So both downloadable and viewable there.
>>19307923Centipede girls need love too, anon.
>>19307861Oh papa, you with your vore.
>>19307794>>19307861...I blame /d/ for recognising that.
>>19307968>mfw I recognise that art
>>19307968God damnit this artistThe worse of the game
>>19307968Not that kind of centipede, nope
>>19307984Oh DoubleAlways so hungry
>>19307872I think Bletsia would give good hugs, yes.
>>19307963Neat. Just sharin' what I had. Nothing wrong with that, right?
>>19308039It's also uploaded on Batoto, these days.
>>19307968I'm sorry, but I'm more fond of the spider girls. Centipedes just aren't my thing.
Hands flying over the controls to manage the pitch, furiously hounding the stick to keep the Osprey upright, you finally get the beast to stop trying to kill all of you.Though you aren't quite sure if you trust the murder machine after that, not even if it is plodding along through the sky rather smoothly now."Oh I thought we were all going to dieee...." Karin whines, peeking out between her fingers."Relax, don't get your panties into a sticky weird snake-girl panties wad. I've got this shit." You wave off her concerns like you'd meant for that to happen. "What kind of panties does a kitsune wear? You have to have a big hole in the back for all of the tails or something?""The kind you should shut up about considering what I'm carrying next to me." The kitsune scowls, "I suggest we land and try something else. Something less disastrous?" Tomoe adds, backing away from Karin as she tries to hide in her tails.Bill doesn't even stir from his sleep, in fact, he lets out a rather long snore."See! We're perfectly safe!" You point at your sleeping friend, "Now quit having a ladies moment and get frosty you sissies. That or at least go to sleep, going to be a long ride to 'bama. I mean, the ruins."
I caught up just in time to go to bed. Yay.Anyway, we should keep involving Karin in our HUE from now on. Judging from the fluffy tail bit, she might have a pervy side. We totally need Essa to drink her blood while we do dirty things to her. I didn't know I had that fetish, but I do now.
>>19308098Bill is the coolest Incubus ever
>>19308147Nope, good end.
>>19308107Blood drinking's a good fetish, mate
>>19308118Whats happening here, actually?
>>19308166That it is>that feel when your girlfriend likes biting
>>19308169Just watch the Young Animator Training Project.
>>19308169Spider-waifu eliminating her only rival?
>>19308183>>19308190How long is it?
>>19308031Can you blame her? Weird transforming eldritch abomination nuns gotta eat too>>Damn you chrome, why are you fucking up so badly
>>1930821522 minutes, there's only 1 episode.
>>19308217I'm not sure /tg/ can have this kinda of picture around
Those moments when you wake up 5am and start drawing.>What are you drawing? What's that? What is it doing?MY NEWEST FETISH, I THINK. I HAVE NO IDEA HOW THIS HAPPENED!Good thing that I live in a tent these days so that I don't actually have anyone near who would ask these silly questions.
>>19308256Ice cold, but the story itself warrants a watch.
>>19308222I suppose I'll give it a go.
>>19308239You'd be surprised how far the game pushes the limit on the stuff it shows (for instance, all of valentine's animations). It's almost on the Borderline to giving it an M-rating, but just tame enough to make it stay T. Game is fun as shit though, best damn fighting game I've played in a while next to SF3: Third Strike and SF: Alpha 3
A long flight it sure enough proves to be. The Osprey not being exactly what you'd call exciting to pilot. It just kind of lumbers around while in flight mode, about as dull as dull can get. You envy Bill, this thing doesn't even get your pilotness going."Like driving a damn bus..." You grumble as you adjust course yet again to avoid some unfriendly looking clouds. The most northern town on your route is Tyrheim, made up of just some rough locals, an airfield, and a lucrative mining industry. You served with some of the men from Tyrheim, and each was more tough than the last.You're still a good hour out from it, and the guy on the control tower seems to have zero interest in talking, much to your dismay.Bill is still sawing logs, and Tomoe and Karin have both fallen asleep. Karin having unconsciously (or perhaps not) managed to snuggle into a few errant tails on the bench seat.Leaving you alone to the noisy half-plane, half-helicopter monstrosity of metal and hatred for those inside.That kind of erks you. Here you are flying all of them and they all fall asleep on you. You're bored![ ] "We're going down!!!" >coolface[ ] Do a barrel roll[ ] Let them all sleep until you land
>>19308357Yeah i have the game bro. Is not my style though.i'm too retarded for MvC-like games.I do manage to do some simple Double Combos
>>19308376>do a barrel rollwhile this is very tempting, how about we let everyone sleep, if anyone wake up then they'll be graced with a relationship advancing conversation with us.
>>19308376We're going down
>>19308376[X] Let them all sleep until you land
[ ] Let them all sleep until you land
>>19308376Let them all sleep. Trolling can occur later.
>>19308376Let them all sleep then abandon them in there, if they seriously don't wake up, make something explode
>>19308378>>19308357>no PS3>have to wait for PC release>"later this year" published may 02, 2012suffering
>>19308376Let them sleep... for now.
Let them sleep...If they can when you're shouting "WE ARE GOING DOWN!" with a pokerface While doing a barrel roll.
Mother fucker!! I was in a modern fantasy thread missing this!!!
>>19308376Let them sleep
>>19308472You have to shout, "WE ARE GOING DOWN!" right after you land.
You clutch the yoke white-knuckled, wanting so very desperately to roll the craft and cause everyone on-board to awaken in a startled panic while you scream your head off and pretend everything isn't under control.But you don't. Instead holding off from such shenanigans. Now isn't the time, but soon. Oh yes, soon...After a few more directions from the tower, you bring the Osprey back into helo mode and gently adjust the controls until you're over top a grass landing pad. Carefully, oh so carefully, you lower the power until the big bird sets gently down in the field."Fill her up." You direct the ground crew as you step out of the door, handing them a large wad of cash which should get them working quickly."Hey! Sleeping beauties! We're here! Last chance to stretch your legs outside of gorilla territory!" You shout, banging a pipe against the side of the craft.Groggily, Karin and Tomoe get up with no small share of complaining. Bill rises silently, adjusting his hat."Suppose they have a watering hole somewhere in this town." He shrugs."They do, but you're not allowed to go there. It won't take them more than a few minutes to gas us back up and I don't want to waste any extra time sitting here, so get a forty at the gas station if you must." You point at the small, ragged shack with "Gas station" spray-painted in red on a wooden board, "Well, OK, at the rotting shack. Bar's still off-limits, captain's orders."You snag some energy drinks and Bill actually buys a bottle of what the cashier assures him is, in fact, bourbon. The two girls just use the bathroom and head back toward the Osprey to fall asleep again, looking like zombies as they do. What is it with girls and falling asleep in moving things? You'll add that to your list of questions you want to find an answer to before you die.
Well I've got to go do a few things for my sisters and I figure might as well grab myself something to eat while I'm out. If I get this done as quickly as I hope, should have enough time for overtime.I'll send out a tweet (I feel disgusted by myself just typing that) when overtime starts.
>>19308351Well, that was interesting.
>>19308747It's okay, at least your not like Kotters... that fucking whore.
>>19308357>>19308217Ok that does it, I'm sticking with my phone for now on, stupid comp keeps freezing and deleting my name from the name field>>19308378I stick with solo Valentine and can pull off some adequate combos>>19308429Rumors are its slated for a June/July release, so hopefully you won't have to wait that long>>dat feel when all of my friends only play xbox and not PCIts cool though. I'd rather play with friends on a console where we all have fun than play alone on PC
>>19308846We played Incest Chicken with him in SWQ, he then wrote fapfiction.
>>19308906And is now running Sub Witches Quest. Which I keep telling myself I'm not gonna follow then end up reading it after the goddamn threads are over.
>>19308906You lost me at Incest Chicken and SWQ
>>19308923SuWQ is great. We're learning shit about those filthy martians. Shit that isn't "Shoot them here" or "Radar is an Aggrogenerator" or "Martians have Proper Tanks now!".
>>19308961Very true.Also! We have movement from twitter.>Life has decided to kick me in the nuts bigtime. Will have to put all my attentiom into the REAL for the next week or so.
Boy howdy, what are my three followers doing in here?
>>19309015Shit, that was in the wrong thread, and I am dumb. I thought it odd that it hadn't already been posted.
>>19309163Good. See you later.
>>19309059Poking fun at you.
... oooookay so that just happened and I'm very confused
>mfw the consequences of us touching all the tails. At the same time.
"Onii-Chan our car was acting funny when we tried to drive it earlier, can you look at it for us?">go outside>take one look>flat tirethese sisters of mine...
Monstergirls imply harem.Question is, do we posess enough swag to get one?
>>19309779Probably, but we're fairly locked onto Karin is mai waifu.Before the trip to the hospital, our boy was a bit of a whorehopper. Knowing you're probably not going to last a month changes a guy's perspective a bit.
>>19309779fuck the Harem, Karen is all we need. She's got the coil going for her, and she's a cow-girl. What else do we need?
>>19309887Fluffy tails, obviously. Were you not paying attention?
>>19309887You need to ask?>>19309876Maybe we'll find an opportunity, but it doesn't really seem our mc is going the ''help everyone I can, fix everything possible'' route.
>>19309916Gotta fix ourselves, first.
>>19309938That's what I mean, a man can also ignore his problems and concentrate on those others.
Gonna fly a fully loaded Osprey into a jungle full of guerrilla Gorillas? This calls for some music.[ToTheDangerzone]
Just a note, but we're on page 12 and not appearing on the 4chan catalog. Took me forever to get here after switching computers.
>>19309960Using 4chan sounds? On /tg/? What the fuck you doing, nigga.
>>19309960Did someone say... Danger Zone?
>>19309960Not sure if you guys browse /a/, but apparently its possible to embed sounds in images like that fellow did.Copy-pasta:4chan Sounds:To play a song on an ogg-embedded image, just click the text in the brackets after installing the 4chan Sounds Mark II script at http://userscripts.org/scripts/show/133802To make a musical image yourself, just download Oggchan at http://sourceforge.net/projects/oggchan/>>19310051[DANGERZONE]
Overtime soon fellow fluffy tail connoisseurs
>>19310208Thank you based Papa-N
>>19310208Woo!Wait... what kind of overtime? Fun overtime?
>>19309779Hey, that modern fantasy thread has a recurring Illithid girl as a character, any interest Papa?