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>>39430173
You live with Pytor. He’s large, often smells of either alcohol or sex, and he beat your mother to death with a crowbar. He’s one of the better scavengers of the Ruins, due to his caution, bravery, and the ability to smash a person’s head to a pulp with a crowbar. You could not call him kind, but you wouldn’t call him cruel. He feeds you, lets you stay in the RV, and wont let people touch you. Not even if they offer to pay him, like they did with Mother.

He calls you ‘Lupa.’ It may be a joke.

You’ve done your best to repay Pytor’s generosity. You’re mostly useful to Pytor because:

(Pick 2)

> You’re one of the few people in this day and age who can read the language of The Civilization.
> You’re small enough to get into places other people can’t.
> You know how to fix things like the purifier and the solar panels.
> You’ve yet to meet a lock that you couldn’t pick.
> Monkeys and spiders could take climbing lessons from you.

Also, you’re quick, smart, and quiet…not to mention that you can cook.

>>39430187
> You’re small enough to get into places other people can’t.
> You know how to fix things like the purifier and the solar panels.

>>39430187
>You’re one of the few people in this day and age who can read the language of The Civilization.
> You’re small enough to get into places other people can’t.

>>39430187

> You’re one of the few people in this day and age who can read the language of The Civilization.
>You know how to fix things like the purifier and the solar panels.

I hope we're not a perma loli

>>39430187
> You’re one of the few people in this day and age who can read the language of The Civilization.
> You know how to fix things like the purifier and the solar panels.

>>39430187

> You’re one of the few people in this day and age who can read the language of The Civilization.
> You know how to fix things like the purifier and the solar panels.

Being able to read old things and fix shit seems like it could be pretty useful in a wasteland.

>>39430187
>> You’re one of the few people in this day and age who can read the language of The Civilization.
> You know how to fix things like the purifier and the solar panels.

>>39430187
> You’re one of the few people in this day and age who can read the language of The Civilization.
> You know how to fix things like the purifier and the solar panels.

Pretty bleak stuff, guess it's classic P-A mood in here.

>>39430354
>>39430295
>>39430318
>>39430343
>>39430350
>>39430354

>>39430295
>>39430318
>>39430343
>>39430350
>>39430354

People aren't illiterate in this day and age, well…MOST people, but there's certainly a gap between what the old Civ language was, and the pidgin, slang filled, bastardized, probably-has-two-languages-mashed-together, tongue that people speak today. The gap in writing is even larger. The Civilization (Yes, you think the title is stupid, and so does Pytor, but the Preachers use that term ALL the time, mostly so they can install a sense of wonder in their (possibly/probably inbred) audience.) had these ornate characters that often meant entire expressions and the emotional context of the writer…current writing…doesn’t. Most people look at it as just another reminder of what was lost.

However, those people weren’t lucky enough to get their hands on ‘Glitter Press’ First Reader For Tiny Hands’ when they were picking through a ruined school. Basic terms for things like ‘tree,’ ‘sun,’ ‘dog,’ ‘cat,’ and a little grammar. However, it was enough to get you to be able to puzzle out later books, and now Civ language is clear as a bell to you.

Which in turn has made you capable of reading manuals and written instructions. People see gibberish when they look at a battery’s side. You see the brand, the safety warning, and suggested methods of recharging. Turns out, most people aren’t using the bike chargers correctly. Pytor’s batteries last nearly twice as long, thanks to you.

So, Pytor keeps you on as his translator. He fins interesting things, and you show him how they work, or make them work. It is an agreeable partnership, and you two have been surviving, maybe a bit better than most other people who choose to be mobile, as opposed to those that try to make settlements.

(cont)

>>39430664
You’re jolted awake from your cabinet by the sound of Pytor banging on the door to your cabinet. You open the door and crawl out. You see Pytor standing there with a Red Caravan woman. You think you recognize her. Pytor does have his favorites from the Red Caravan, despite how he complains that the girls there charge too much. They must have just arrived, or at least stopped in this patch of nowhere as they went to the next settlement.

Still, you know what this means. He doesn’t want little Lupa to be in the RV while he’s having sex. You wave at him and get dressed in your suit and mask. The woman smiles at you. “If you ever get tired of this grump, we’d be happy to have you Little Lupa.”

You shake your head.

“Hey, Red Caravan girls don’t do a damn thing they don’t want to.” The woman says. Belle…is that her name? You try to remember. “We’d be happy to have a decent cook, and a translator.”

You shake your head again, and Pytor lets out a grumble of displeasure. Belle laughs and shakes her head. “Alright, alright. Grande Dame told me to ask. She’d love to get a Translator cheap.”

You’re all suited up and look at Pytor.

“We’ll be searching the Museum throughly tomorrow.” He says. “Anything you find tonight on your own, you can keep.”

You nod. The unsaid part is “If you die, then that’s your own damn fault.”

(cont)

>>39430866
You head outside, it’s dark, but the borealis and the stars awakes make enough light for anyone to see by. The Preachers say that the Civilization was one of Endless Light…now it’s just a dingy haze that makes all the dust and filth that’s in the air that much more oppressive. Thankfully, this place isn’t near a Power Station, so none of the meters on your suit are showing any signs.
Pytor usually takes a couple of hours to get his money’s worth.

> There’s the museum that’s all yours for First Scav rights.
> You can see the red lamps of the Red Caravan, and they might have something to do.
> Or you could just go for a walk while Pytor gets his money’s worth.

>>39430973
>There’s the museum that’s all yours for First Scav rights.

>>39430973
> There’s the museum that’s all yours for First Scav rights.
Sure.

>>39430973
>There’s the museum that’s all yours for First Scav rights.

>>39430973
> You can see the red lamps of the Red Caravan, and they might have something to do.

>>39430973
>There’s the museum that’s all yours for First Scav rights.

>>39430973
>> You can see the red lamps of the Red Caravan, and they might have something to do.

>>39430973
>> There’s the museum that’s all yours for First Scav rights.

>>39430973
Have we done small-time jobs or the like for the Red Caravan before?

>>39430973
> There’s the museum that’s all yours for First Scav rights.

>>39431415
More like you've traded with them, and sold translator services.

>>39431283
The Museum has been passed over by most scavengers, because it’s a museum. It doesn’t really have anything that’s of immediate use. When you make your way through the collapsed entrance, you can see that the vending machines have already been smashed open and emptied. The welcoming hall has some fossils on display, along with the graffiti and vandalism that’s been done to them.

You frown. There’s scrawl here that says the Preachers and the Flock have been here. ‘Fallen, Fallen Has Babylon’ and so on. They probably broke and…yep, there’s the signs of fire. It’s old though, so those psychos have came and went. There’s also few of the larger gang’s tags, and then the triage markings of Genesis Settlement’s militia. Looks like most of the big movers and shakers of this area have been here…and then they left here. Cause it’s a museum.

Still, probably means that most of the good stuff has been taken. However, none of them could read Civilization and understand what the real prizes were, and where they were hidden.

For example, you’re now looking at a map that’s carved into the wall.

> HALL OF CHAMPIONS
> RECORD OF THE SORROW WAR
> LIBRARY
> CHAPEL

Library

>>39431593
> RECORD OF THE SORROW WAR
The might have display cases with weapons\armor and stuff. After that library.

>>39431593
>More like you've traded with them, and sold translator services.
Makes sense.
> RECORD OF THE SORROW WAR
Delicious exposition.

>>39431593
>RECORD OF THE SORROW WAR

There should be some cool stuff there. If not we head to the Library and end at the Hall. Fuck the chapel.

>>39431593
>RECORD OF THE SORROW WAR

>>39431646
Chapel for last, but we should still go see it.

>>39431593
>LIBRARY

>>39431593

>RECORD OF THE SORROW WAR

>>39431593
> HALL OF CHAMPIONS
I gotta sleep but this looks like it has potential, good luck with the rest of the session.

>>39431646
Sadly, there are no more accompanying headphones and audio tours, so you don’t quite get the full impact of what you are seeing. But you walk through history. You see statues of what look like humans with black goo coming out of their eyes. Then the black goo changes the humans so it looks like they’re wearing warped breather masks. Then there are these people who are just covered with the black goo, so that it looks like armor. Only very very impractical armor. Anyway, the Mask-Only people are labeled as ‘WOES’ and the armor wearing people are called ‘SORROWS.’ There’s a display of a woman on a throne of the black goop. She’s wearing a crown of the stuff and it looks like her dress is made of it as well. Here eyes have been painted jet black. ‘MISERY’ is the title that’s attached to her.

Welp, I guess we know our enemy now.

>>39431889
That sounds nostalgic.

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>>39431889
>literally STALKER goo
Seriously?

>>39431889
Moving down the hall, you see more mannequins, and old Screens. Those you could never get to work, not without a proper power source and no one’s gotten the Stations working again. Apparently as people walked through here, they could watch the Screens playing something. There’s also displays of what look like battlefields, and troop movements.

‘Joy-In-Song’s brilliant ‘Reverse Waterfall’ feint is now considered to be one of the turning points of the war. In it, she was able to bottleneck the Woe legions into her Euphoric Wave, and in doing so, converted half of the Sorrow Army back to the side of Joy.’ The description goes.

There’s not much else here, apart from more displays like that. Apparently, the Sorrows were very much defeated, and Misery was captured, tried, and executed. There’s a dead screen titled ‘MISERY’S EXECUTION AS DONE BY JOY-IN-SUN’

> Roll 1d8

Rolled 8 (1d8)

>>39432040

Rolled 5 (1d8)

>>39432040

Rolled 3 (1d8)

>>39432040

>>39432040
(Oh, I'm taking first three rolls, highest plays, unless there's a crit fail.)

Is our magical girl outfit going to have a fedora?

>>39432053
That is either very good, or very bad.

>>39432105
Why not both?

>>39432053
Ah! There’s something the other looters didn’t realize was actually a treasure. The soldier that’s fighting a Woe with a fake gun that has a…well, you’ve seen bayonets. This bayonet looks like a stick that has a small mirror ball on the end of it. (You’ve seen mirror balls hanging from Red Caravan wagons.) Weird. Anyway, the armor the soldier is wearing is authentic, that’s what the display sign says.

It’s a vest of a very thin, very light material, metallic in color with a slight blue tint to it. It has a few pockets on it. (Empty) You give the vest a tug, and the material feels strong enough. It’s nowhere near the right level of protection that a proper environment suit can give though. However if it’s Civilization armor, it might be worth something to a collector…or it could be useful to you. However, if you do wear it and damage it…then it’s worthless.

> Take the vest and store it in your pack, carefully.
> Slip the vest on over your suit.

>>39432288
> Slip the vest on over your suit.

My instincts are saying we're going to need some good armor.

>>39432288
> Slip the vest on over your suit.

>>39432288
>Slip the vest on over your suit.

>>39432288
> Slip the vest on over your suit.
Better to live another day rather than die because we got greedy.

>>39432288
>Slip the vest on over your suit.

>>39432288
> Slip the vest on over your suit.
Light armor seems to suit us.

>>39432288
>Slip the vest on over your suit.
Might as well try it on, first.

I see people are busting the smartphones out.

>>39432405
Why do you say that?

>>39432421
Probably because some of the votes don't have a space between > and text, so he thinks they are handwritten, completly forgetting they probably just didn't include the space when marking the text.

>>39432441
I sometimes handwrite even on PC. Admittedly mostly shorter ones, but still.
Also sometimes I vote for two things, one a custom, then delete the custom and end up with the premade option using the custom-written styling which often misses spacing, or x between brackets in quests that use those, etc.

>>39432441
Or the fact that there was a sharp upswing in identical votes.

>>39432354
You slip on the vest. It looks...rather silly, on top of your environment suit. Oh...wait! Shit! One of your meter's is going off. This thing is contaminated with something? Shit shit shit shit!

You start to tear it off, when the meters all stop going off. Then you feel...slightly warm.

You see a small glow at the hem of the vest. You pull it up and see Civ characters...scrolling across.

- Core temperature below optimum levels. Heating. NOTE: Energy Low! Please seek warmer shelter, and turn in equipment for recalibration and recharge. Remember to keep Joy in your Heart! -

Holy. Shit. You press the still warming vest close to you. This is a BIG find.

You slowly take off the vest, and look it over. Ah, on the inside collar you see a small lit circle and a character that means 'Off.'

> Save the Vest's energy and turn it off and wear it.
> Screw that. You're cold, and the museum isn't any warmer. You're keeping this thing on.
> Put it away. It's WAY too valuable to waste.

>>39432511
That is the most retarded thing I've ever read. For one there is no notable difference in voting numbers across each vote taking into account people trickling into the quest. For another, people post from smart devices in quests constantly without it being samefagging. Just look at the number of anons (and even QMs) bitching about how hard it is to use Akun on mobile. Most importantly it's literally a 100% consensus. Why would anyone bother?

You're just trying to stir up shit, so fuck off.

>>39432517
> Put it away. It's WAY too valuable to waste.

>>39432517
>Save the Vest's energy and turn it off and wear it.


>>39432511
Huh? The vote was completly unanimous though?

>>39432517
>Save the Vest's energy and turn it off and wear it.

>>39432517
> Save the Vest's energy and turn it off and wear it.

>>39432517
>Screw that. You're cold, and the museum isn't any warmer. You're keeping this thing on.

>>39432517
> Save the Vest's energy and turn it off and wear it.

>>39432517
> Screw that. You're cold, and the museum isn't any warmer. You're keeping this thing on.

>>39432517
> Put it away. It's WAY too valuable to waste.
Valuable stuff you say?

> Save the Vest's energy and turn it off and wear it.

>>39432708
You turn off the Vest and put it back on, zipping it up. It’s still a tough piece of Civ fabric and pockets are always useful.

You look at the gun the soldier is using against the Woe. The gun is plastic, but that weird bayonet isn’t. The shaft is metal. (Hollow it feels like when you rap on it.) The tip is…well, it’s a mirror ball. A small metal sphere with a bunch of tiny mirrors attached on it. No idea why it’s replaced a bayonet. Maybe it’s a safety issue, so kids don’t stab themselves?

Anyway, you think you can maybe get the thing off of the fake gun. It might be worth something to someone. Of course, if you break the thing getting it off, then it’s worthless.

> Try and snap off the ‘bayonet’
> Leave it. It’s junk.
> Take the whole fake gun. It’s not exactly light, and walking around with what looks like a gun may be a bad idea, but a find’s a find right?

>>39432790
>Try and snap off the ‘bayonet’

>>39432790
> Try and snap off the ‘bayonet’

It might be worthless broken, but it's worthless where it is anyway.

>>39432790
> Try and snap off the ‘bayonet’
To clarify, would this mean "break off just the part of the rifle it's attached to"? It won't look pretty, but better that than risk damaging something useful.

>>39432790
>Try and snap off the ‘bayonet’

Souvenir get!

> Try and snap off the ‘bayonet’

>>39432517
> Put it away. It's WAY too valuable to waste.
turn it off first though

>>39432835
Yeah. You're trying to snap off the gun part, or break the bayonet free. Either way, the metal's not in pristine shape, and the mirrorball feels old, brittle, and fragile.

> Roll 1d12, shooting for 8<

>>39432790
> Try and snap off the ‘bayonet’

Rolled 7 (1d12)

>>39432893

Rolled 7 (1d12)

>>39432893

Rolled 5 (1d12)

>>39432893

Well fuck. Hopefully it's not a bad enough roll to hurt at least.

Rolled 1 (1d12)

come on high numbers!

>>39432963
At this point I'm hoping we break it and find something inside, since it's probably good and broken.

>>39432893
><>>39432893
>shooting for 8<
I know you probably meant greater then 8, but < is the less then sign.

>>39432920
Damnit! The shaft of the bayonet snapped. Shit. What's worse is that you can see that there's wiring inside it, and a few of the wires have been ripped loose.

It's not...too bad. You carefully extract the errant wires, and put the rest of the busted bayonet in your pouch. Maybe you can fix it later.

Well, that seems to be everything here. You probably don't have much more time to explore on your own before Pytor calls you back.

> HALL OF CHAMPIONS
> LIBRARY
> CHAPEL

>>39432993
No, it mean the other number needs to be larger than 8. Less than 8 would be <8, because eight would be the larger number.

>>39432993
Man you drunk, he used it right. it would be x>8 or 8<x. Where x is the bigger number.

> LIBRARY

>>39433042
> LIBRARY

>>39433042
>HALL OF CHAMPIONS

>>39433042
>HALL OF CHAMPIONS

>>39433042
> CHAPEL

>>39433042
> LIBRARY

>>39433042
> LIBRARY

>>39433091
The Library. You are very glad you have your mask on. You like Civ books, but hordes of them are just havens for mold, dust, and if this place was already looted...yep. There it is. A pile of books that have been stripped and used for toilet paper.

Again, so glad for the mask.

There's no tables or chairs. (Cheap fire word, or free chair) And all the lamps have been smashed or out and out ripped out of the walls.

You flip through a few books. Huh. That's interesting.

From what you can see, this library is dominated by genealogy books.

> Salvage roll. 1d8, you'll always get something, but higher means more, better, and maybe still working, loot.

Rolled 8 (1d8)

>>39433278

Rolled 1 (1d8)

Come on, lets not have a 1 again!

Rolled 4 (1d8)

>>39433278

>>39433291
>>39433296
Do these cancel out?
4 is pretty meh if so...

>>39433278
>>39433345
That's a good question do you take an average of the rolls or is it a best of x rolls kind of system?

>>39433379
It's best of, but he said crit fails are a thing so presumably crits are too.
Although crits on a d8 is a bit much perhaps.

>>39433412
yeah a 1 in 8 chance of a crit success/fail does seem a bit of a stretch

>>39433412
Agreed. Most of what we roll would likely be a crit of some sort.

>>39433291
>>39433296

Oh ho ho! Good times to be had! There's a glass case here that's still intact, and it's full of fancy looking stuff. Combs, hand mirror, hair brush, hair beret, and fancy looking ribbon with gold trim. This is a jackpot!

And THAT'S when you notice that the security is still active on this thing.

It's a small mouse, it's made out of gold, and it's probably one of the cuter things on the planet. However, you've SEEN those Mice Guards before, and they are nasty.

First, is that they set off meters like no body's business. They leak raw energy, so if you touch it with bear skin, you're probably going to lose a finger. At best.

Secondly, those things have nasty teeth. If they bite you, you're dead in a week from poisoning.

Finally, they are really good at moving suddenly, and being unseen until it's too late.

However...you've got your suit on, and maybe you can use your new 'armor' too. Also, it's a big case and you've spotted it. If you're fast you can snatch a couple of items maybe.

Or you can try the 'Not tempt death' option and let mousey have his treasure.

You've also spotted a large, still intact, book that has promise written on it.

> Go for the treasures.
> Let the mouse have his horde.

>>39433519
> Go for the treasures.
FORTUNE FAVORS!

>>39433412
It's already ~14% critfail and ~14% crit success on a best of 3d20 system. On 1d8, it's 33% chance of critfail, minus a little bit for the chance of a countering crit success.

>>39433519
And on that note:
> Let the mouse have his horde.

>>39433519
> Go for the treasures.

>>39433519
bare skin* (Damn autocorrect.)

>>39433519
>Go for the treasures.

> Go for the treasures.

meeeee?

>>39433588
Okay, Issue 1. The items are in a glass case.

> Attempt to pick the lock.
> Smash the glass

>>39433626
>> Attempt to pick the lock.

>>39433626
>Attempt to pick the lock.

hope everyone's made offerings to the dice gods.

> Attempt to pick the lock.

>>39433626
> Attempt to pick the lock.
This can't go wrong.
Fucking image-captchas I swear.

>>39433715
You're not the best at lock picking, but in this day and age, most people have a little experience.

> Roll 1d10, 8 or better.

Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>39433778

Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>39433778

Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>39433778

>>39433792
Thank fuck.

>>39433792
Whew, thanks man.

>>39433792
MY HEART

Rolled 9 (1d10)

>>39433792
Click. Ah! Thankfully, this lock isn't that heavy duty. More for show than use. The mouse scared off other looters who get spooked by them, and the Preachers and Genesis view these things as sacred.

You carefully open the door. The mouse doesn’t move. it just stays there, at the back of the case, twitching and cleaning its whiskers.

The case is a velvet bottom with the comb, mirror, brush, beret, and ribbon, just lying on top of it.

> Grab for one item and slam the case shut. (Say which one)
> Grab for more.
> Try to sweep them all onto the ground and then slam the case shut.

>Grab for one item and slam the case shut. (Beret)

>>39433965
>Grab for one item and slam the case shut. (Say which one)
>Mirror

>>39433965
> Grab for one item and slam the case shut. (Mirror)

>>39433965
>beret

>>39433965
>Try to sweep them all onto the ground and then slam the case shut.

>>39433965
> Grab for one item and slam the case shut. (Say which one)
Brush.

>>39433965
>Grab for one item and slam the case shut. (Mirror)

>>39433965
>Grab for one item and slam the case shut.
Mirror

>>39433965
> Try to sweep them all onto the ground and then slam the case shut.

>>39434142
RIP mirror in that case.

>>39434169
Sure, but we get all the other stuff, which would be worth losing the mirror.

Why is the mirror so important?

>>39434207
Most practically useful item in there.

>>39434207
This is a Magical Girl Quest, aren't those standard issue in the genre?

>>39433996
>>39434017
>>39434078
>>39434096

You're fast, and the mouse doesn't realize what's going on until after you're done.

The mirror is yours.

The mouse is twitching now, looking around and is on all fours. It's still not moving, but it is ready to move if need be.

> Go again for another item.
> Let well enough alone, check out the book.

>>39434238
> Let well enough alone, check out the book.
shut and lock case.

>>39434238
> Let well enough alone, check out the book.

>>39434238
>Let well enough alone, check out the book.
lt the mouse calm down for a bit first.

> Let well enough alone, check out the book.

>>39434238
> Let well enough alone, check out the book.

>>39434257
The mirror is quite nice. Silver frame, with gold inlay.

'Joy-In-Beauty' is engraved in Civ on the back.

The book is the largest one in the room. It's another genealogy book, but it's also a book that details special rites. Weddings, funerals, blessings for meals, battle, housebuilding, you name it.

The Preachers would pay a lot for this, and for a translation. The saner ones anyway, and there are a bunch of them at Genesis.

> Roll 1d8

Rolled 7 (1d8)

>>39434394

Rolled 4 (1d8)

>>39434394

Rolled 5 (1d8)

>>39434394
Joy to you friend

>>39434423
Not too shabby!

Rolled 2 (1d8)

>>39434640
>>39432986
>>39433296
I hope you're luckier in real life.

>>39434423
That's...that's freaky. Nearing the end of the book, there's a small tab. You open to that page...and you see Mother's name.

This is what follows below:

-Joy-In-(This part has been slashed through so it's unreadable)-
Born:UNRECORDED. AFTER EVENT. (109-111AE?)
Death: Murdered by Pytor Korensky (Human) 144 A.E.
NOTE: UNWORTHY. SHE IS NOT TO BE NAMED. HAS NO JOY.

You check. This was written in Civ, but it's done with a different style of writing instrument than the rest of the book. Before there was clear, clean strokes of a quill, now it's all scritchy and scrawled like an old pencil or a charcoal stick.

You flip a few pages back. Scratchy pen has been filling this book, with names. Over and over again it's Joy in XXXXX and HAS NO JOY.

This is scary. You don't like this.

> Leave. Leave now.
> Flip to one page past your mother.
> Just take the book and go.

>>39434795
>Flip to one page past your mother.

>>39434795
>Flip to one page past your mother.
Plotline, ho!

>>39434795
> Flip to one page past your mother.

>>39434795
>> Flip to one page past your mother.
Dis gun be gud

>>39434795
>Flip to one page past your mother.

>>39434795
>Death: Murdered by Pytor Korensky (Human) 144 A.E.

Recent. Whoever messed with the book, did it recently.

>>39435075
That or it is self-updating.

>>39434859
Still, you…you have to know. You have to see. You flip past your mother’s page.

And there’s your name.

AKA ‘Lupa’ (Name given by Pytor Korensky. Human. Suitable Guardian.)

-Joy-in-Ashes-
BORN: 130 A.E.

The rest is empty.

“The mirror is a classical choice, but Joy-In-Thought’s ribbons would suit you better.” A quiet voice says behind you.

You spin around and draw your knife.

A door on the wall is open, and a man dressed in the uniform of the soldiers you saw in the History wing is standing there.

“I'm sorry for making the presumption about the name of your Joy...but that's a bit of a story. We've been waiting for Ashes since the End. But no one's been..." He shakes his head. "Never mind. If you like, I can order Tempelton to stand down, so you can take the rest of the Original's artifacts.” He smirks. “If you like Lupa, you can keep him too.”

> Run
> “Back away, old man. This is my claim.”
> Gesture with your knife to the display case. “Go ahead.”

>>39435174
>Gesture with your knife to the display case. “Go ahead.”

> Gesture with your knife to the display case. “Go ahead.”

>>39435174
>Gesture with your knife to the display case. “Go ahead.”
>"Who is 'We'?"

>>39435174
> Gesture with your knife to the display case. “Go ahead.”

>>39435174
>Gesture with your knife to the display case. “Go ahead.”

Keep your eyes on trained on his ass though. Didn't survive this long by trusting every old man with awesome secret passages.

>>39435174
>Gesture with your knife to the display case. “Go ahead.”
Be wary, I don't trust this old guy.

>>39435293
Careful. That ass looks threatening. Better watch it... closely.

>>39435293
You gesture with your knife. “Go ahead.” You say.

The man walks over to the case, calmly opens the door, and takes out a small golden thimble. He places it on his pointer finger and uses it to poke the mouse. The mouse…goes perfectly still. The clicking from your meters that was registering the mouse drops to nothing. He picks up the mouse and puts it in his palm. Then he walks back to the door.

Clever move. Both showing his intention to let you have the treasures…but it’s obvious that he’s keeping the mouse as insurance. Attack him and he’ll set it on you. Or maybe he’s waiting for you to take the treasures and then he’ll sic the little demon device on you. Ugh, too many threats, too many bad options.

“Who’s we?” You ask, not lowering your knife, and not moving.

“We started with the ‘Servants of Joy’ but Joy-In-Freedom…” He grins. “She took umbrage. Then we were the ‘Armies of Joy’ but Joy-In-Peace apparently dislike that as well. So we are the People of Joy…which I feel has a lack of gravitas.” He bows. “We’ve been watching you for a while. You…you have given a lot of people hope.”

“What?”

“You must hate us for all we haven’t done. How we let your mother…” He shakes his head. “And Pytor Korensky is one of the LAST people we would have wanted to raise you. But you have to understand, that there were things we just could not do! If we interfered…then we’d be right back on the path that caused the End in the first place.”

“What on Earth are you talking about?” You ask, completely confused.

The Person of Joy nods. “I know. You don’t understand anything, and this is confusing. Just take the Original’s treasures for now. Please…don’t fail us Lupa.”

The man turns and leaves, taking the mouse with him.

Leaving you alone and VERY confused.

> Take the book and the treasures
> Leave everything and go.
> Just take the treasures.
> Just take the book.

>>39435622
>Just take the treasures

> Take the book and the treasures

I'm getting a harry potter vibe here

>>39435622
>Take the book and the treasures

>>39435622
>Take the book and the treasures

>>39435622

> Take the book and the treasures

>>39435622
> Take the book and the treasures

>>39435899
Okay, crazy old man has left. Baubles and book that can be sold for big money that you don't have to share with Pytor are still here. This seems to be fairly straightforward.

You carefully load the book into your backpack, and place all the other items into your various pockets.

You head towards the exit of the museum. It's time to find Pytor and let him know that there's some nut jobs, probably a Preacher's Flock, hanging about.

You exit the Museum but you stop when you take a few steps outside.

Fuck. Genesis militia. The green suited thugs are here. You can see their jeeps, and see the black and green flag. You don't see the RV.

You do know that Genesis has an understanding with the Red Caravan. In that, they get 'discount' service, and the Caravan gets a free pass through 'their' lands.

You and Pytor have paid the Red Caravan for the privilege of traveling with them, a few times. If Pytor was smart, he'd drive the RV into the Red Caravan and claim to be one of them.

Even if he couldn't think of that, Belle might have.

Problem is, the Red Caravan is way over there, and there's Genesis all over the area.

> Sneak your way to the Red Caravan
> Hide in the museum with the crazy people
> Maybe you could just go up to a Genesis Soldier and make them 'return' you to the Red Caravan.

>>39436139
> Sneak your way to the Red Caravan

>>39436139
> Hide in the museum with the crazy people
> They think you are the second coming of something or another and people like that don't (usually) sacrifice those. Right? You hope anyway.

>>39436139
> Sneak your way to the Red Caravan

>>39436139
There a reason we should be worrying about this Genesis Militia?

>>39436600
The biggest one is that you're not a citizen of the Genesis Settlement. The rest vary. Some Gens are good people, some aren't. Either way, they've got numbers, weapons, and an imbued sense of authority.

>>39436139
>> Sneak your way to the Red Caravan

>>39436173
>>39436223
You decide to make your way to the Red Caravan without being seen by the Gens. That of course, means you need to take the long way around, as running through open ground is the easiest way to get spotted.

You pick your way through the rubble around the museum, and then through the little cafe that’s attached to the side. Then it’s a slow effort to quietly walk across the rubble filled alley, and into the building that fell on it’s side. You don’t see any of the Gen’s Picker Teams, so odds are good that this is just a recon crew, scoping things out for the Picker Team. You note, not for the first time, that Pytor’s methods of scavenging are very similar to Genesis’. However, you don’t ask anything about Pytor’s past and he doesn’t volunteer any.

You exit the building’s ‘windows’ and are two more buildings, and a drainage ditch jump away from being just another Lantern Girl in the Red Caravan. The first building isn’t a problem, another long looted cafe/restaurant/bistro/whatever. The second building looks like it used to make fishing supplies, or something to do with fish, judging by the signs. And that…

> Roll 1d8, higher is better.

Rolled 3 (1d8)

>>39437092

>>39436139
>Sneak your way to the Red Caravan

Stealth builds are usually broken in these type of games.

Rolled 1 (1d8)

>>39437092

We're screwed.

Rolled 1 (1d8)

>>39437092
one more dice.

>>39437213
Yes we are.

>>39437234
>>39437185
2 1s. I think d8s have to be the most crit heavy dice I've seen.

Well, this was a short quest. Shame, it had potential.

>>39437282
I doubt its over just because we failed a stealth roll. Most likely we'll be captured. Maybe lose some of our loot. But these guys aren't outright bandits. We won't be murdered.

>>39437309
We are going to get raped, murdered and raped again.

>>39437185
>>39437234

Has four Recon, and they have two dogs. Fuck!

"I can't wait for something to happen to those whores." One of the men says to the others. "Show them that they aren't as safe as they think they are, and then they'll come to us, begging to be let in."

The other men are silent. You occasionally hear someone taking notes.

"It's for their own good, you know. It's dangerous out there. They NEED us." The man continues. "But what do they do? Tell us that WE'RE the idiots. They don't get it. We're out here, risking our lives, and they just sit in their cosy streamliners, giving blowjobs."

"Yes, sir." One of the men with the dogs says, in a voice that tells you that he's just saying it so the talkative one thinks his being listened to.

"Is fishing line a Priority or just a Class A?" Another asks.

"It's crazy useful, mark it as priority. There must be tones of the stuff here." Another says.

"Fuck, am I the only one here who GIVES a damn about the work that we're doing? WE'RE the good guys, and we deserve some respect!" The talkative one says.

"Yes, sir." The others say.

The dogs are getting closer. You've got to do something or else you're going to be discovered.

> Make a run for it.
> Walk out, hands up, announcing yourself
> Hide inside a cabinet.
> iowb tiye gwEr ri hit...wait?

What? Ugh, your head...ugh, forget that last one.

>>39437440
Hmmm...

Run for it, doubt we can outrun trained soldiers and dogs.

Give in, mebbe...I dunno, they might let us off lightly if we smooth talk them.

Hide, dogs will sniff us out, make us look suspicious...

I say we press the 'WTF' button. Not putting it as a formal vote, though.

Rolled 4 (1d8)

>>39437440
>> iowb tiye gwEr ri hit...wait?
>>39437475
WTF button is go!
Wisdom of the ancients, don't fail us now

>>39437440
> iowb tiye gwEr ri hit...wait?
Mystery box. Mystery Box!

>>39437475
(Was me)

Although I am worried that it might end up making us some kinda corrupted/demonic entity, but I'm wagering not.

>>39437440
> iowb tiye gwEr ri hit...wait?

Fuck it, why not?

>>39437440
> iowb tiye gwEr ri hit...wait?
The box. THE BOX

>>39437440
>> iowb tiye gwEr ri hit...wait?
You know there's no way we're gonna pass this one up.

>>39437530
You let out a groan as you feel a spike of pain right in your skull. There's something...something that's right, and something that's very very wrong. And...ow...ow...OOOWWWWW!

You drop to the ground, holding your head in pain. It hurts, and there's something Wrong with...with everything.

The pain subsides, and you see you're surrounded by the Genesis soldiers.

"-aravan don't like people using in their wagons, so the addicts sneak off to do it in private." One of them says.

"So she's a junkie AND a whore." The talkative one says. "Figures. Probably half of them are using."

"Sir, should we take her back to the Caravan?" Notepad asks.

"Maybe they'll thank us for finding one before she OD'd." Fishing Line says.

The first one, Priority, checks your pulse. "She's not irregular and her meters are saying that she's not feverish. I think we can carry her."

"Check her pockets." Talkative says.

"Sir?" Fishing Line asks.

"This area is Genesis property. Anything she has belongs to Genesis. Check her pockets and her bag." Talkative says.

"Sir?" Notepad says.

"That's an order." Talkative says.

"Yes, sir." Priority says in a resigned voice, and starts to pull your pack off.

The pain's faded now.

> Verbally protest.
> Recoil and scoot away.
> Take a swing at one of the soldiers.
> Pull your knife.

>>39437713
> Recoil and scoot away.

>>39437713
>> Recoil and scoot away.

>>39437713
> Recoil and scoot away.
> Verbally protest.

>>39437713
>> Recoil and scoot away.

>>39437713
>recoil and scoot away

>>39437760
"Hey!" You snap scooting away, and you end up sitting upright next to one of the dogs. It growls at you.

Three of the soldiers start and jump back.

The Talkative one takes a step towards you, his left eye is twitching. "You are under Genesis Settlement Law. All resources are to be repurposed for the common good. Turn over all material and you will be compensated for its value."

There's...there's something on the ceiling. Is there? Maybe...

You don't care about that. You care that this Genesis guy's hand is resting on his sidearm.

"Sir...I think we shou-"

"Possible hostile present!" The man says with an excess amount of spittle. "All mens, ready arms!"

On cue, the other Genesis soldiers, pull their sidearms, but keep them pointed at the ground.

"Sir?" One of them asks.

The talkative one draws his gun and points it at you. "Surrender your goods, whore." He says. "We're here to help you."

> Drop your pack on the ground.
> Toss your pack at him
> Plead at the others for help
> Stay perfectly calm and still.

> Also, Roll 1d8, higher is better. I'll take the highest 3 of the winning choice. Don't worry about crits.

>>39437939
>toss your pack at him
We'll do what this faggot wants for now.

Rolled 4 (1d8)

>>39437939
> Stay perfectly calm and still.

Rolled 8 (1d8)

>>39437939
> Toss your pack at him

Rolled 6 (1d8)

>>39437939
> Stay perfectly calm and still.

>>39437939
>> Plead at the others for help

Rolled 5 (1d8)

>>39437939
>> Stay perfectly calm and still.

Rolled 4 (1d8)

>>39437939
> Stay perfectly calm and still. And look the talkative one dead in the eye with the blankest, deadest face we can pull.

"I think that something very, very wrong is here."

...I dunno, I get the feeling shit's about to go down. If I'm wrong, then just > Drop your pack on the ground.

>>39437939
I should clarify. To comply, you drop the pack. When I say 'Toss the pack' I mean you hurl the thing at his face.

>>39437939
>> Plead at the others for help

Rolled 1 (1d8)

>>39437939
> Stay perfectly calm and still.

>>39438003
still throwing it.

Rolled 2 (1d8)

>>39438003
> Toss your pack at him

Rolled 5 (1d8)

>>39437971

>>39438003
>When I say 'Toss the pack' I mean you hurl the thing at his face.
Don't we have breakable stuff in there?

>>39438041
The mirror might be, we also have a hella heavy book.

Rolled 4 (1d8)

>>39437939
> Stay perfectly calm and still.

>>39437983
You don't move a muscle. But you do get a better look at the thing that's on the ceiling. It's the biggest mosquito that you've seen in your life. It's the size of a loaf of bread, and it's bright red.

"I think..." You say slowly. "Something is very wrong here."

"No." The man shakes his head. "No. I've put my life on the line too many times. You should be THANKING me!" He's still pointing that gun at you. His finger is inside the trigger guard. "I risk my neck, and what do you people say? Oh, you're being bullies. Oh, you don't have any right to tell me what to do. And the Genesis Council...they're just a bunch of mindless paper pushers. They don't get it. WE'RE risking OUR LIVES to HELP YOU and YOU SPIT IN OUR FACES! And then, and then you go out and you steal from us, or leech from us, or go and do your whoring, and then...you SNEER at US? WE WHO ARE SAVING YOUR LIVES EVERY FUCKING DAY?!" He nods. "And now you're telling me that I can't do my job. I am a RESPECTED member of the GOOD PEOPLE...and YOU people wont LET ME DO MY JOB AND FUCKING COMPLY!"

He cocks the hammer of his gun. "You brought this on yourself. This is your fault."

"SIR!" Two of the Gensis soldiers are pointing their guns at Talkative. "You need to put the Gun down sir. You are pointing a firearm at a non-com civilian. That is against Gensis Regulat-"

And that's the moment when the mosquito thing attacks the soldier.

You see...something, red start to ooze from Talkative's collar and there's something...it looks like there's a blister growing on his cheek, Red and puffy.

He blurs, and suddenly he's pointing his gun at the other two Genesis soldiers who have made one step towards to help their companion.

The dogs let out whines of fear and hide behind you.

> Roll 1d8 to translate the words.

Rolled 8 (1d8)

>>39438289

Rolled 2 (1d8)

>>39438289

Rolled 4 (1d8)

>>39438289
This quest is fun OP, but I need sleep. I'll catch up in the morning.

>>39438325
I hope this helps make up for the 1 that got us into this mess in the first place.

Rolled 8 (1d8)

>>39438289
Christ I hate sign captchas

>>39438325
>>39438372
aww yee
>get food captcha instead
goddammit.

>>39438325
>>39438372
We know all

Rolled 1 (1d8)

>>39438289
>> Roll 1d8 to translate the words.

>>39438458
you are far too late. Muhahaha.

>>39438484
And I have NEVER been so damn relieved.

>>39438325
"Speak the Words, and let Joy into your Heart." You say.

"Where is it you find Joy?" You are asked.

"I find Joy all around, even in the Ashes." You reply.

Light fills your world, and for the first time in a long while, you don't feel so cold.

Talkative, angry, spiteful, and always afraid...his face is now covered with boils, his body is too, you can see the puss seeping out from his suit. You can also see the larvae twitching and squirming. He's a Host, and worse, a Hive.

The Mosquito thing, you can see now is also covered with boils, and is trying to infect the other soldier. The thing was stupid though. You see that it went for the threat, not understanding that it was strong enough to fight back.

The other two soldiers have drawn their weapons and are trying to cover the scene. You don't blame their confusion, but are thankful for their caution.

The Hive is trying to point his gun at you, at the fighting soldier, and at the other two soldiers all at the same time. He's able to cover about two people at once...the creatures have given him that much power.

A part of you that's unfamiliar is rather miffed that your environment suit is still on top of your clothes, and your mask is hiding your face.

Also, your hair is now ash-grey? Old man ash grey? Even Joy-In-Sorrow got a cool color!

Who the hell is that? What are you thinking? Why are you glowing?!

And the rest of your mind has now caught up.

What do I do first?

> Banish the Eyeless. (The mosquito Creature)
> Cleanse the Hive.
> Escape!
> Show the other two Genesis Scouts the Truth of what is happening.

>>39438538
> Show the other two Genesis Scouts the Truth of what is happening.

>>39438538
>> Cleanse the Hive.

ITS GO TIME BITCHES!

>>39438538
>> Banish the Eyeless. (The mosquito Creature)

>>39438538

Hmm...to be benevolent or chiding...

> Banish the Eyeless. (The mosquito Creature)

If they survive this thing, they'll probably become followers of whatever the fuck we're clearly about to do.

>>39438565
I think this suits our character the most, we reveal things lost through our knowledge of Civ. Though cleansing also works as we fix things that have broken.

>>39438538
> Cleanse the Hive.

Mosquito thing isn't focused on us, hive dude and his gun kinda is.

>>39438604
Good point.

>>39438538
>> Show the other two Genesis Scouts the Truth of what is happening.

>>39438538
>> Cleanse the Hive.

>>39438538
>banish the eyeless
then
>cleanse the hive

>>39438538
> Show the other two Genesis Scouts the Truth of what is happening.
The truth is my shield

>>39438538
>> Show the other two Genesis Scouts the Truth of what is happening.

>>39438706
>>39438700
>>39438633
>>39438565

You flick your hand towards the two Genesis Scouts, and a spray of fine dust goes through the air.

"What th-HOLY FUCK!" One says.

"TREV!" The other shouts.

"GAH! SHOOT THIS THING! HELP ME!" He yells.

"Nonononono! You CAN'T make thing EVEN! THAT'S CHEATING!" The Hive shouts, he stops being a blur of motion and his pus dripping hand is now pointing the gun at you. You see that there are Eyeless maggots crawling inside the gun. That gun is going to shoot the larvae at you.

'What the HELL is an Eyeless?' You think

'Parasites. They're the smallest of the Hubris.' You know the answer to be.

'What is the Hubris?' You ask.

'By products of our...heh..pride and Joy. No more questions right now, the other two Genesis Scouts are going to save their friend. You have to make sure you don't get a worm implanted in your skull...along with it's awful grey hair.'

> Dodge
> Kick him
> Blind him
> Knock his gun arm upward

>>39438850
> Knock his gun arm upward

>>39438850
>> Knock his gun arm upward

And bitch better stop talking shit about our hair!

>>39438850
> Knock his gun arm upward
So even if he goes for a spray and pray, it should not hit any one.

Oh so that is how it happened, the magical girls caused the apocalypse.

Hmmm. Now I'm curious. Are we gonna be the hero or the nascent Big Bad?


...kiiiiiinda hopin' for the latter a bit.

>>39438850
[X] Dodge
The best way to kill a hive is from distance. And since we aren't being given a long-range attack option, dodge and pray we don't get three 1's

>>39438990
If we dodge the bullet will probably hit a dog. Then we'll have to fight an Infested Hound as well as the Hive.

>>39438901

You lunge forward, while ducking low and swinging your arms up, there's a faint trace of grey dust that moves in your wake.

'Ash...Joy-In-Light got a halo of fireflies and glittered as she walked. What do we get? Grey hair, dust, and ash...fuck me.

Well...at least WE get to swear.'

> Roll 1d20

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>39439027

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>39439027

Huh. Well *I* think the effect is pretty cool.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>39439027
Like a sailor, yar!

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>39439027

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>39439042
yay a success! (I hope)

>>39439060
I am very glad that didn't count.

>>39439060

...glad you're happy. Also glad you're late.

>>39439042
You swing your arms up and knock the Hive's arm upwards, the gun fires into the ceiling, and you hear the larvae splat against the ceiling.

"NO!" The Hive yells.

"DIE!" You hear and you see that the Genesis soldiers have pulled the Eyeless off of the third soldier and are stomping it into a red pulpy mass.

"NOO!" He screams.

'Banish him! Quick. Craft a word on it!'

'What word?'

'Whatever you think will banish this Hive!'

> Banish
> Respect
> Forgiveness
> Peace
> Other

>>39439106
>> Respect

>>39439106
>> Other

"Dust."

>>39439106
Ok he a Hubris, right so how about we humble him.
Word of the day is Humility

>>39439106
>>39439140
This

>>39439106
>> Respect

>>39439140
Thats good. I like this.

>>39439106
>Peace

So uh... I noticed that he was very angry prior and during becoming a Hive.
Maybe Peace is way to go?

Sounds good.

>>39439106
>Humility

>>39439274

He was angry, yes, but he was angry because he figured he was better than everyone else due to his faction, in essence.

>>39439140
>>39439161
>>39439184

'Humility.'

Technically there's not a single word in Civilization Characters for 'Humility.' There's a set of characters that mean the same thing, and a bunch of phrases, stories, and expressions, but 'Humility' as a single character that also has the emotion of humility...not so much.

The language itself has too much pride.

Still, you come from a culture that's pretty much bastardized everything that it could get its hands on. And you're pretty much one of the few Civ Symbol experts left. Thus it's simple to take the character of:

'Humble: Being self-less and good by not mindlessly accepting praise'

and warping it into:

Humility: Accepting That You Can Be Wrong.

Maybe it isn't the best definition, but you've got people shooting at you, voices in your head, and your hair just turned Old-Man Grey.

'No. We're not going to let that go. It's a shitty color.'

'We haven't even seen it yet, we might like it.'

You swipe your fingers across the Hive's chest, leaving a trail of ash as you go and the character stays there.

The Hive takes a few steps back.

"I...I...I'm the Hero...aren't I?" He asks.

"You pointed a gun at a scared girl and called her a whore." You say.

"I...I...I'm sorry." The Hive's host says.

There's a burst of light, and the Genesis Soldier, his body covered head to toe in ash, drops to his knees, and then falls on his face.

The Eyeless the other Genesis soldiers are STILL stomping into mush, also turns into a pile of ash.

You feel a shudder, and you feel cold again, and your hair feels...different...or rather it stopped feeling different. Also, the dust surrounding you and that voice in your head is gone.

The three other soldiers just stare at you for a moment.

> Grab your backpack and run
> "I have no idea what happened either." Then walk away slowly.
> "I think we should get him back to your people." You point at the out-cold soldier.

>>39439319
> "I think we should get him back to your people." You point at the out-cold soldier.
We're still in a position of authority. Use it.

>>39439319
> "I have no idea what happened either." Then walk away slowly.

>>39439319
> "I think we should get him back to your people." You point at the out-cold soldier.

Don't act like we didn't know what we were doing.

We didn't, but THEY don't have to know that yet.

>>39439319
Try and help mister faceplant

>>39439375
Mister faceplant will vouch for us. He has the power of humility.

>>39439364
"I think we should get him back to your people." You point at the out-cold soldier.

“Yyyeah.” One of the other Genesis scouts says.

It doesn’t look like any of them want to touch the ash covered soldier…they probably remember seeing the pus-and-boil covered soldier as well.

You put your pack back on, walk over and get one arm on your shoulders. You look at the others. “Well?” You ask.

The one you think is named ‘Trev’ sighs and comes over to help you. The five of you, and the dogs leave the fishing supply store.

The dongs seem to like you now, they’re happily yipping and wagging their tails as they jump and run around you.

The command of the Scout team is on you in just a couple of minutes, Genesis soldiers taking the out-cold soldier away.

“Report?” The Genesis Soldier with an official looking uniform that has gold circles on it asks.

Trev salutes. “We were scouting and came upon a…hostile animal. Looked like an Uncategorized Insectoid.”

“A new Critter?” The Commander asks.

“Yes sir. It attacked us, we had to neutralize it with extreme prejudice.” Trev says. “It almost got me, and it did get First Lt. Fell.”

“And her?” The Commander asks, looking at you.

“She’s a scavenger for the Red Caravan. We bumped into each other. She was…very helpful in killing the Critter. I think without her Lt. Fell would be dead…maybe me as well.” Trev says.

“Hmm.” The Commander nods and then turns to you. “I’m sure you aware that Genesis settlement gets first claim on any found resources.” He says in a slightly bored, but still authoritative voice. “What do you have to declare?”

> A book, a mirror, hairbrush and a comb, some ribbon, and a barrette.
> Nothing.
> Stay silent

>>39439496
>> Nothing.

>>39439496
> A book, a mirror, hairbrush and a comb, some ribbon, and a barrette.

>>39439496
>The dongs seem to like you now, they’re happily yipping and wagging their tails as they jump and run around you.
Bad dongs, bad, down boy.
(god I hate it when these dongs start jumping around you)

>>39439496
>> Nothing.

>"What do you have to declare?”

Nothing. We 'declare' nothing.

Phrasing is important.

God I hope he doesn't get pissed at this.

>>39439523
It's late. I make hilarious typos when that happens.

>>39439519
yeah, but minnus the book.
a mirror, hairbrush and a comb, some ribbon, and a barrette.
This looks like useless crap and we aren't lieing.
They might want to see the book, if we tell them we have one

>>39439558
Sure, I can second this. I think lying in this case is a bad idea since its clear we're carrying stuff.

>>39439558

Most likely there's some kind of mystic resonance that lies within the other artifacts/heirlooms. We should do our best to keep hold on all of them.

>>39439496
Just show him that book from the case. Didnt seem to special and Lupa mentioned selling it to them anyways. Maybe a good find for free will keep him from taking ALK of her shit,

Everything we picked up does sound like stuff a caravan of prostitutes would want isn't it? Besides the book of course.

Declare everything but do not mention the vest or anything else that's hidden in plain sight.

>>39439566
>>39439558
>>39439519

"A mirror, a hairbrush, comb, a barrette, and some nice ribbon." You say.

The Commander sighs and waves his hand. The soldiers move you away from the Genesis Command, and it looks like there's going to be a full armed exploration of the Fishing Store, to root out any 'Critters.'

Hopefully that goes well. You don't want ANYTHING to do with it.

Good news is that you see the RV. You climb into your home and find Pytor on the charger bike.

"Belle owes me a blowjob." He says. "Knew you were smart."

"What would she do if I didn't come back?" You ask as you get out of your clothes.

"Bite my dick off." He shrugs. "Sucker bet...heh...joke there."

"Tomorrow we should go with the Red Caravan." You say. "I found some stuff they might pay for. Mirrors and ribbons."

Pytor nods. "Fine. Owed, as I said." He frowns. "What happened to hair?" He asks.

You look in the RV's mirror. You have a skunk stripe of pure grey in your once all-dark hair.

You shrug. "I dunno. Probably need to clean my suit."

"Should. It's filled with dust. Tomorrow, you clean." Pytor says, and starts pedaling again.

You flip off the large man and climb into your cabinet and go to sleep.

>>39439665
Yeah we made it!

>>39439665
Alrighty, he didn't give a fuck. Excellent.

I have to say, this quest has my attention most assuredly.

Just...please try to run at more active times. It's like 4 AM where I live. I'm only up because I work nights.

>>39439665
Oh god, we're going to sell artifacts of the greatest members of Civilization to whores so they can look pretty.

>>39439665
Can we get a quick inventory of all the stuff we picked up? We got a good number of stuff.

I'm sure we got a mirror, brush, bomb, barrette, ribbon, and a book(What's in the book?). We also looted some sort of war-time combat vest? And we have some kind of broken bayonet with wires and stuff in it?

>>39439665
No. Nononono, we're not selling any of that stuff.
Also, is it possible to wear the armored vest beneath our suit? Someone might recognize it for what it is, or take an interest in it.

>>39439665
"Brothers. Sisters. People of Joy." The old man says to the small group of people in the library. "We have hope again. Joy-In-Ashes breathes, and with our help...we will undo this nightmare. Restore our world. And live in Everlasting Joy. The Hubris will oppose her, and she is alone...but we will be there to help."

"Are we sure about this?" One of the People of Joy asks the Old Man. "If we pull this off...150 years...they wont exist. WE won't exist."

"You would rather live in this Hell?" The Old Man asks. "We must make the sacrifice, yes. But I have hope. I believe in the Great Joy of Life, and that we will be reborn in the world that we win back. Otherwise...what is there to hope for?"

A long pause. "Agreed, and at the very least, she'll see the Joyful World."

"Lupa deserves no less." The Old Man says. "For now, we must put faith in Ashes."

END PART 1

>>39439732
When is part 2?

>>39439732
Okay, this is going to be on a much more sporadic schedule. My schedule is very fluid.

That said. I've gotten a twitter for the singular purpose of saying when I'm doing this.

@echogarrote

I'm glad there's interest, and I hope people come back for next time.

>>39439755
Thanks for coming back Echo.

And also, who the hell hates you so much to vandalise only your quests?