You are Randolph Hilde'vonsmith. You are a man of wealth and taste...ergh well former wealth, seeing as most of it was taken from you to repay the massive amounts of collateral damage that one of those spandex wearing freaks caused, that was blamed on you for some reason. You are currently sitting in the smoldering ruins of what was once your mansion, around five minutes ago the alarm telling you someone had broken through the gates, which you can currently see bent and melted about three hundred yards in front of you. Next thing you know everything was on fire and all of your minions decided to die like the imbeciles they were. Well at least you still have your car. You turn towards the black limousine with you initials painted on the hood, and smile, and at that very moment, as if some cosmic force was waiting for you to for you to have some kind of happiness, it exploded into a fireball, raining down shrapnel on your already ruined frontyard, knocking off the head of the statue of your self, which falls between your legs, it's smirking face marred by a deep gouge in the stone.You shake your head and stand up, dusting yourself off. You turn towards your burnt abode and wonder which one of the so called "goody little two shoes" could have done this. Not like it matters, whoever tried to kill you is long gone, and no one will ever believe on of their heroes tried to kill a washed up villain like yourself for little to no godamn reason You sigh as you straighten your top hat"Well" You say smiling wide, twirling your mustache as you try to not scream in impotent rage "I was getting soft anyways, I needed a good ol'kick in the shins to get me off my ass and back into the game". Luckily you have your cane, now scorched to nice solid black, and your health. With these two things, you can do damn near anything, you tell yourself as tears begin to fill your eyes as you watch all your hard work turn to ash and horribly burnt corpses.
What do you do? leave this place has nothing left for you anyways search to see if anything made it look for clues on who did this Pay your respects other
>>34820134>[x] Pay your respects
>>34820089> search to see if anything made it
>>34820134> Pay your respectsOur statue diserved better.Because it bore our likeness.
>>34820134> search to see if anything made itwhat it do
>>34820134> search to see if anything made it
>>34820134Search for any remaining stuff, I mean seriously, they couldn't have gotten to everything in the weapon trophy vault. That thing had titanium walls a foot thick.
>>34820134> look for clues on who did this
>>34820343the vault is probably okay, the problem is that the door has been stuck for years now and we can't get in
>>34820417Maybe the destruction loosened up those old hinges? We can always hope.
>>34820089Tell pls, is quest related to last Washed up Villain Quest?
>>34820343>>34820331>>34820290>>34820181You'll pay your respects later. Your eyes scan the surrounding carnage for any sign of any of your more competent employees.Your legs go weak as you spot one, the only one you ever really cared about, Johnny boy. A large irish man you met when you were both boys, his hair billows in the wind as his empty eyes stare into the sky. In the middle of his chest is a gaping wound. One of his arms is torn off, in the remaining one is a bent and broken rifle, far better than what most countries offer their soldiers. Your only friend, you will get whoever did this, and they will rue the day they ever heard your name, Randolph Hilde'vonsmith, oh yes they shall.You ignore the anger within you as you head towards the vault where you hid your weapons, only to find a large gaping crater in the ground"They stole" You say to yourself,barley containg your rage, "My state of the art, highly illegal weapons, those...those wonderful people, they were just a crutch I..di..didn't need those highly valuable things anyways.Your manor is too dangerous and on fire to searchhowever your petunias made it, somehowWhat do you doBury Johnny, he deserved better than this keep looking  break down crying other
>>34820609>Bury Johnny, he deserved better than thisRip nigga
>>34820609>Bury Johnny, he deserved better than thisWhat is it with quests rising from the dead? Is it because we are getting closer to Halloween?
>>34820543The first one or the second one? I mean you aren't on the same world as the second or the first, but the multiverse is a thing
>>34820609>Bury Johnny, he deserved better than thisrip in pieces
>>34820609>[x]Bury Johnny, he deserved better than thispull up those sleeves and do a friend a favour.
>>34820609>>Bury Johnny, he deserved better than this
>>34820659No what i meant was if the last two quests were going to be currently relevant to this one in any way
>>34820609No time for sentimentality. Johnny boy would understand. Keep searching- those buffoons couldn't have stolen everything.
>>34820710Depends if you start world hopping/worshiping gods, or die and go to hell
>>34820742I am tentatively going to suggest that we don't do that yet. Last time we did that things went a bit...off the rails.
( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wFUTHcjiZGo&index=80&list=PL7A4D91E2EE819683)You look towards the burning blaze that was your home, and spit on the ground, grinding it into the dirt with you shoe. It's all gone, and so is Johnny, he...deserved better than this, he deserved a better friend than you.You grab a piece of metal and begin digging a hole on the cliff looking over the sea. Your hands are cut open by the cruel edge of your tool, but you don't care as you work for the first time in yearsJohnny, the only one who never laughed at your dreams of world domminationJohnny who dated your now dead sisterJohnny who was always there to pick you upJohnny the only person left who cared if you were still aliveYour mind wanders to all the times you shared, and soon there is a 6ft grave before youwith some effort you carry the mutilated corpse of Johnny boy to his finale rest, covering his with dirt after you close his eyes and put his remaining arm on his chestYou take off your hat as you give him a few moments of silenceWhat do you do leave your cane as a make shit grave stone (free action leave other
>>34820872>[x] leave your cane as a make shit grave stone (free action> otherFind a razorknife. Shave your head to alter you appearence in order to start over.
>>34820872> leave your cane as a make shit grave stone (free action)well, time to move on
>>34820872>[x] leave your cane as a make shit grave stone (free action
>>34820872>What do you do> leave your cane as a make shit grave stone (free action> leave2sad4me ;_;
>>34820872>leave your cane as a make shit grave stone (free actionOur cane will only hold us back at this point. If we do not leave it behind we will not be able to leave behind our (presumed?) failure. We must press forward and Crush this world under our boot heel. For Johnny's sake.
>>34820872> leave your cane as a make shit grave stone (free action> leaveDead friend, dead family, no house, no car, no superweapons. The world must pay.
You look at your cane and at the freshly dug mound of earth. You don't need this anymore, but your dear friend needs a tombstone until you have enough to get a proper one. You grip the blackened length of wood with both hands, and wordlessly drive it into the ground. It'll have to do for now, you begin to walk away, but turn back one last time to look upon the finale resting place of your most true friend. You tip your hat as you begin down the path through the thick forest that surrounded your home. The sun begins to set as you think of your next move, you have to start again if you want to avenge Johnny. And for that you need three things, Power, minions, And connectionsAnd sadly you have little of the first without your money, all your minions were butchered today, and most of your former connections in the villainous world have turned coat.You decide to regain your former glory, starting in a city a couple of miles away. After a few hours of walking, You're at the edge of the placeand it looks filthy, but far off you can see a rather impressive looking tower with a stylized and glowing WM on the front.What do you do look for minions (where?) buy something (what?) Call one of your former collegues to tell them what happened (Dr.Terror, The countess of the now defunct country of Rovonasia, or Ted) look for something to get an upper hand other
>>34821283>[x] look for something to get an upper hand
>>34821283>[x] Call one of your former collegues to tell them what happened>The countess of the now defunct country of RovonasiaSounds like someone who knows wha our misery feels like.[x] look for something to get an upper hand
>>34821238Okay, that has to be part of the description for when one of us archives this on sup/tg/ later
>>34821336I too will second this. Out of interest what does doctor terror have his doctorate in?
>>34821283> Call one of your former collegues to tell them what happened>The countess of the now defunct country of Rovonasia
What is our villain actually good in anyway ?
>>34821283> Call one of your former collegues to tell them what happened (The countess of the now defunct country of Rovonasia)
>>34821336I second this!I RECOGNIZE THAT MUSTACHE AGAIN!
>>34821283>>[x] Call one of your former collegues to tell them what happened>>The countess of the now defunct country of RovonasiaWe can drink vodka and whine while we 'borrow' Illegal weapons from her.
>>34821500Previously being rich?
>>34821443Alien/mystical biological study
>>34821550We'll call him later....
>>34821550 I missed your quest ;-; good to see you again, happy close to Halloween
>>34821336You pull you phone from your waist coat pocket and surf through the contacts list humming to yourself, before you find who you're looking forMaria Maria, Former countess of the defunct country of Rovonasia, destroyed partially due to Doctor terror finding out about his nemesis taking a holiday there and Dr.Terror's Nemesis assuming she was the one who blew have the country to hell with a borrowed death beam (never returned it either0, they never really made up after that.You hear her silk like voice"Hello, who is this" she asks."Ah Maria my darling" you say "Oh, Randolph, I assume you're going to mock me again" She says monotonously "because if you are I will have you killed"."Oh nothing of the sort" you say quickly "Uh you see, my manor was kind of, destroyed and Johnny's dead"After a moment of silence"Oh" She says "Well what do you want, you know I'm not allowed to have any other villain within a mile of me or else I go back to prison""I am not asking for charity dear" You say smiling "Don't need it, I called you so you'd know I was back in business, also tell your husband to make me some of that lovely lasagna of his, well talk later okay, bye bye". You hang up before she can respondWell that was somewhat soothingWhat do you do now search for minons get some money from the bank (don't have much left) search for something (choose one, magical, evil, interesting) check out that tower you saw earlier other
>>34821633Happy close to Halloween to you to
>>34821769>search for something interesting
>>34821769>[x] get some money from the bank (don't have much left)>[x] search for something (interesting)First money, then interesting stuff.
>>34821550That reminds me: What exactly do -we- have in the way of mental resources?Seeing as it's about all we have left, we'd do well to do a check of what we can do.
>>34821769> search for something>interesting
>>34821865You are surprisingly good at runningyou have knowledge of the existence of magic and other such nonsenseyou have a good throwing arm (more of a chance to hit things when you throw stuff)You evil laugh is fantasticyou have a awe inspiring mustache (makes it easier for diplomacy with other villains, but you stand out a bit)And you understand the following languagesEnglishand enough russian to know when you're going to get betrayed
>>34821960Bloody Russians. I bet this is all Putins fault.
>>34821769>[X] search for something interesting.Interesting things always are fun.
>>34821960Can we shoot guns at all?Or drive cars good?Maybe even give a ruffian what for with our Bartitsu skills? (Bartitsu is the art of fighting and self defense with a cane, it was immortalized by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, when sherlock kicked ass with it.)
>>34821851You decide to withdraw a nice and even two hundred dollars from you barren bankaccount, no one seems to notice or care about your appearances and some little child even asks you why you're dressing up for Halloween already.You decide to search for something Interesting,And so you begin to wander through the alley ways, and abandoned buildings of the city, getting your clothing quite dirty.Eventually you spot a glowing light emanating from an abandoned building You can hear chanting and smell burning fleshTime seems to slow as you ponder what to doDO you wish to follow this thread of fate Y/N
>>34822121But we don't have a cane anymore.
>>34822121You know the basics of how to use a gunYou know how to drive but are not the bestYou need a cane to do so, but yes
>>34822133We can always get one, we used to have one anyways.
>>34822128YSURE WHY NOT!
>>34822128well, yeslet's invite ourselves to this fancy bbq party
>>34822128YES I DOWonder what it could possibly be, do you really expect anyone to say no?
>>34822128>YWhat could go wrong ?
Well, you have nothing better to doDusting yourself off you begin to walk towards the glowing building. You notice there is no form of life around the thing and you can smell rotting flesh somewhere nearby, but that's to be expectedyou knock on the doorno one answers, so you take the liberty of letting yourself inThe front part of it appears to have been untouched for years, not counting the great light emanating from one of the three roomsit has been thoroughly looted and graffiti, but you find some blood stains leading towards what appears to be a basmentYou slowly creep down the stairs and knock on the dooragain no answeryou fling the door open and fine a very bright cavern, you have to shield your eyes as you take the first few steps. Down below the ledge you find yourself on you can see a great fire and what looks like a fun party of people in red robes.You find a long winding path and follow it, the chanting growing louder and drumbeats starting to accompany it. You soon find yourself in a dark barren expanse of useless cave, the only thing you can see is the fire, and you walk towards itYou can barely hear yourself think up close and can see that the people are dancing around a burning altar made of obsidian that menaces with spikes of slade, and image is engraved up to altar but you can't make it out from here.oh god you have to sneeze, well it's not like they can hear it anyways*ACHOOOO*Suddenly the chanting and drums stop and all the robed figures turn towards youThey have no faceswhat in the sweet mother of fuckWhat do you do Charge screaming 1d100 introduce yourself run roll 1d100  pretend to be one of them (roll 1d100) other
>>34822498> introduce yourselfadd a little "act as if i wasn't here, i won't touch anything"
>>34822498>introduce yourselfSup.You would imagine the pretend to be one of them option would be slightly hampered by our lack of noface.
>>34822498>[x] introduce yourself
Rolled 82 (1d100)>>34822498Pretend to be one of them!
>>34822637i am gonna second this
>>34822498>[X] introduce yourself
>>34822671>>34822655>>34822637I don't know guys, >>34822682 Has a good roll and we might be able to pull it off, instead of them pulling our flesh off
>>34822682Changing my vote to this!
>>34822721But we have a face. And a mustache.
>>34822764I'm sure there are other leader cultists who mfw I have a face.Also he rolled and 82, thats good enough.Otherwise they'll want to steal our soul or kill us for ruining their dark ritual probably.
>>34822764they have no eyes
>>34822804But our mustache gives enhanced diplomacy with villains. Which the nofaces presumably are.
>>34822821YEP CHANGING MY VOTE TO PRENTED
>>34822821Eyes are overrated.
>>34822847I bet if a nigger was raping your wife you'd kindly ask him to stop and then cry when he didn't.You guys who jump to diplomacy 100% of the time and think that solves everything always are huge retards, Also no fun.Lets do disguise, its fun.
>>34822900I just thought they would make good minions. We could have a faceless theme. We could wear a mask with a gap for our mustache.
>>34822900thats.... one way to put it i guess? i agree with the fun part though more fun than becoming a sacrifice
You stand their, wondering if they think you're one of them, I mean you can't really tell, what with the whole faceless thing and the fact they lack eyes.You don't trust that altar so instead you decide to try and talk your way out of thisjust like cubaThey continue staring, motionlessly as you walk closer"Uh hello" You say nervously "I..I'm Randolph Hilde'vonsmith, and I just wanted you to know that this is a very nice cavern you have here, I mean the amount of work alone it would have take to carve this out is simply mind blowing and". they continue staring at you."Well if you don't mind I'd like to watch what ever you're doing here" you say stepping into the fire lightAnd then suddenlytheir faces split open and they screech like banshees, they don't move, they just keep screamingand then slowlymethodically they begin to feed themselves into the fire"fascinating" You say as you watch this horrifying event unfold.If you weren't memorized by this act of ritualistic suicide, you would have noticed the armored man on the edge of the other side of the firewatching youAfter what seems like hoursthe fire turns into a mighty infernoand in a moment is snuffed out, before exploding outwards to reveal what looks like somekind of portal.A pair of small Clawed hands reach out grasping for a footholdWhat do you do turn to leave push them back in 1d100 pull them out 1d100 other
Rolled 75 (1d100)>>34823274> pull them out 1d100welcome them warmly
Rolled 44 (1d100)>>34823274Pull them out! Unleash horrors from a dimension unfathomable!
>>34823356>>34823362I hope its a loli daemon
Rolled 18 (1d100)>>34823274> pull them out 1d100
Rolled 68 (1d100)>>34823274>[x] pull them out 1d100Its just polite.
>>34823274>[X] pull them out 1d100Might as well give a helping hand.
Rolled 80 (1d100)>>34823465
>>34823356You decide to grab hold off the hands and pull as hard as you canIt seems to appreciate the effortuntil it digs its claws into your arms and attempts to pull you backHowever whatever is in the portal did not expect to meet Randolph Hilde'vonsmith TODAY.Digging you heels into the ground, you pull back harder, and grab its arms as it claws yours,It appears to be panicking slightly from the rapid movement of its armsYou hear a laugh and see glowing eyes in the darkness. but you don't rightly care as you continue slowly walking backwards with whatever the hell this is going to be roll 1 1d4 real quick to see what the hell this fucking thing is
Rolled 1 (1d4)>>34823601let's see...
Rolled 4 (1d4)>>34823601TALLY HO!
Rolled 2 (1d4)>>34823601
Rolled 3 (1d4)>>34823601
>>34823644OHOHOHOHOTHIS GONNA BE GOOOOOOOOOOOD
>>34823644>>34823645>>34823653>>34823655All possible outcomes
>>34823644>>34823645>>34823653>>34823655What are the chances of getting this without repeating any numbers?
>>34823644>>34823645>>34823653>>34823655we messed up the order, but that's still something
>>34823676i'm scared guys
>>34823655>>34823653>>34823645>>34823644Can you paint with all the colors of the winnnnnnnnd?
Rolled 2 (1d4)>>34823601Stop struggling! I'm sure we are trying to "help" in some way!
To your surprise, the hands grow larger, MUCH larger in fact. You feel yourself start to slip, when suddenly. You hear a loud bang and you go flying backwards, rolling on the dirt covered stone for a couple of yards before you stop.The fire is gone, and you see an outline, of a man.a large man wielding what appears to be a great axe."Well I wasn't expecting that" You say, standing and dusting yourself off "Wait" You hear a voice growl "That isn't a demon, I ORDERED A FUCKING DEMON, now all my humonculi are gone, and All I have is a big gay fabio looking fucker".You hear a loud heavily accented voice begin to speak"WHERE DA BLOODY FUHCK AHM AH" HE SHOUTS "AND WHA ARH THERE VOICES IN MAH HEAD AGAIN". What do you do approach the large man Try to sneak away 1d100\ throw a rock at him 1d100 other
>>34824044if you're wondering what took so long, I went to get some pizza
>>34824044>[x] approach the large man
>>34824044OH YES approach the large manSay Hello
>>34824044>[x] approach the large manIs that Johnny boy?
>>34824044>approach the large manI know who you are fucker.
>>34824044Gunther? approach the large man
>>34824044> approach the large man
>>34824044>[X] approach the large man
You begin to approach the man, cautiouslyYou hold out a hand as you slowly walk towards"Uh, hello" You say "I am Randoplh Hilde'Vonsmith, and I am pleased to make your acquaintance huge hell man, please do not eat my soul". You can now see the man clearly, he has a tattoo of somekind of wolf creature on his chest and a large untidy mustache, as well as a lot of chest hair. He towers above you, larger than even Johnny boy"Oh?" He says looking down on you for a few seconds before smiling "Well doncha ya look a wee bit familiar, mah names Gunther, and have ya seen a small lass setting everything on fire for naw good reason at all?'"Well my manor was recently set a blaze, lost a friend, and my car" You say"Ah, thats sam real rottin luck ya got there" He says "But I dunae smell any magic on ya, so ya can't be as bad as mah father, so yets get hammered, whaddae ya say lad?"."what?" you say a tad confused "Well I uh"Y/n?
>>34824354I can see no way this could possibly go wrong.
>>34824354>yafter all that happened...
>>34824354Dear god what you have done!Y
>>34824354Pls give booze pls ;_;
>>34824135>>34824354alright so who's gunther?
>>34824532MC from the first washed up villian quest's son
>>34824354>Insult barbarian dude by not accepting his invite>Get rip roaring drunk and cause havokI think the choice is clear.
>>34824354Nice to see you back. >DRINK, BITCHES
"Well why the fuck not" You say despite having only met this man moments ago, He laughs, patting you on the shoulder. You feel something break."Wait that's my big gay fabio loooking fucker" a voice growls as the two of you leave the cavern The people notice Gunther for some reason, maybe because he looks like a viking and is like eight feet tallYou eventually find a barand within moments Gunther has tossed the barkeeper through the roof and is drinking a large bottle of cheap beer as people run screaming from the large and intimidating manYou find a bottle of wind and begin drinking it, waiting for the inevitable hero to show up"Ah ya cannae be drinking that pansy stuff lad" Gunther laughs"It's fine" You sway twirling the glass around "I prefer it's taste to anything else, particularly beer""BAh" he says Drinking more cheap filth as you calmly sip on your wineYou wonder who it's going to be this timeI mean it's unlikley it's going to be Captain amazo he was dead last time you checked, and Whammah is in prison currently. Hmm, who else is still active you wonder as you hear....police sirensTHE AUDASITY TO SEND MEER COPS AFTER YOU?YOU'RE RANDOLPH HILDE'VONSMITH DAMMIT, THIS IS AN OUTRAGE"Sirs, please come out with your hands and axe in the air"Gunther throws a chair out a window, screaming something in what you assume is supposed to be englishWhat do you do prepare (how) "hey gunther, a night drinking isn't complete without a brawl is it?" Pretend to be a hostage otger
>>34824824> otgerlets otger pls
>>34824824> "hey gunther, a night drinking isn't complete without a brawl is it?"We are a mastermind, not meant to get our hands dirty
>>34824824>"Hey, Gunther? A night of drinking isn't complete without a brawl, is it?"
>>34824824>>34824824>"hey gunther, a night drinking isn't complete without a brawl is it?"Fuck the police
>>34824824> "hey gunther, a night drinking isn't complete without a brawl is it?"
>>34824824> prepare (how)molotovs, anyone?
>>34824824>PrepareChair in the door way, flip tables grab a hostage.Change clothes with the hostage, and make him carry you out by the throat, hit him in the balls and run away.Or give them your demands while holding the hostage. Make sure gunther is CONFORMED FOR BRAWL
>>34824824>"hey gunther, a night drinking isn't complete without a brawl is it"Let's put our minion to work while we fill a bag with sherry and bourbon.
>>34824927Clever>>34824944You stand up, and go behind the counter, as you search around for a bag to hold all the booze you're going to steal. And then an idea forms"Hey Gunther, A night out drinking isn't complete with out a drunken brawl now is it" You say as you find a garbage bag and begin shoveling wine, sherry, bourbon, and whiskey into it"Ya mae look like mah father" He says as you hear his booming footsteps leave the bar "But ya alot smartah in the little things ya know, NAE LETS TUSSLE BOYS".*Bang*well it was nice..."OI" You hear him shout followed by a sound you assume is the sound a brain makes when it meets a fist *BANGBANGBANGBANG*You hear Gunther laughing followed by screaming"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU" you hear a cop shout followed by a wet crunchYou look over to see that Gunther has picked up one of the squad cars and is using it as a club.A few moments later a flash of neon colors flies by you, destroying some of the bar, and driving a hole though several buildingsLooks like Gunther just played baseball with one of the spandex squad You've gainedSack of booze: Use it wellYou walk out the bar, bag of booze held over your shoulder like a sack.Infront of you is unparallelled bloodshed, you'd be violently ill if not for the fact you're already angry at the fact they sent only cops"IS THERE NAE A MAN AMONG YA" Gunther shouts, holding a now dented and ruined car "YA ARH ALL COWARDS" and with that he tosses the car into the bar, destroying it further"Well Ahm bored, What da we do nae Randolph"Leave for the forest to hide out motel to hide out shopping cause some chaos other
>>34825191>Leave for the forest to hide outNothing bad ever happens in forests.
>>34825234Yep, nothing at all
>>34825191Shopping. We have $200, let's build something neato.
>>34825234Defiler!>>34825191Leave for the forest to hide out
>>34825191>Leave for the forest to hide outWe need a base of operations, and I'm not too keen on paying for a room in a motel, but maybe shop for camping supplies/tools first?
>>34825265"Hey Gunther" You shout as you begin to sprint as you notice patriotic music playing in the distance "follow me" He shrugs and begins lumbering after you. You nearly trip over the lower half of a cop as you run and no one seems to notice you as they run in terror of the crazy murder viking. you make note of several shops that sell bits and bobs you will need later as you calmly walk through the currently deserted streets followed by your demon viking man or what ever he isyou eventually arrive at the forest and set up a camp with the help of GuntherNothing strange happens at night besides Gunther running off into the woods after nothingEventually you pass out from drinking a large ammount of sherry You awaken, Gunther is passed out ontop of a log, you're surrounded by evergreenswhat do you do wake him up wander about eat your tactical snack you hide in your hat other
>>34825538>[x]wander about>[x] eat your tactical snack you hide in your hat
>>34825538> wake him up> wander about> eat your tactical snack you hide in your hat
>>34825538> wander about> eat your tactical snack you hide in your hat
>>34825538> wander about
>>34825538Pace about, and don't wake him up. We need a plan. When he awakens of his own volition, we ask him if he can chop down a few trees and get to building a temporary shelter. And let's save that snack. For the future, we should probably knock over some stores, get some cash, invest in builders and create a small fort/camp in a clearing from which we can operate for the time being.
You decide against waking up the man who could tear apart men like they were made out of wet tissue paper, and begin wandering around, munching on the snacks you had hidden in your top hat before hand. As you walk, taking in the beauty you never knew was so close to you, you realize how far you've fallen, you lost a friend, your house, most of your money, and all your weapons in exchange for a living one that's hard to understand. Well at least he makes it easier to avenge Johnny Boy, and he's also more tolerable than most others, who knows you may have more use for him than you thought at first. You look at the morning sky and smile, it's good to be back in the game, it really is, you feel so much more alive than you have for a long timeImportant Minion Gained: Gunther Dick Vilian Bethany Dastardly, A strange man you pulled from a portal, hard to understand, and is far stronger and more durable than most men, carries a large axeProblem arrisen: the super wasn't KOed when he went flying by after being his by guntherProblem arisen : the armor guy wants to use Gunther for...somethingThread of fate opened: summonerhideout gained: forest camp: Not much, but it worksI think I'm going to call it tonight as I'm fresh out of ideas of what to do and I'm beginning to get tiredfeel free to ask questions, and I'd very much enjoy if one of you would archive this thread for me
Bumping with cooking angry.
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