CHAPTER TEN MAYBEArchivessuptg: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Kabbalah%20Questmoe: https://archive.moe/tg/search/subject/Kabbalah%20Quest/order/asc/Character Sheets: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1cJqoeFxkMKAfwbeeAR_jTa0bxAMvWaMaUuRmjzxc-Hg/edit?usp=sharingYou are Max Hanzo Ashleigh Fightmaster II, and you've just beaten four kids into submission."That was amazing!" Maxi/Mari says from behind you.Rather than hitting them, you lower your bat and turn to face the remaining twin."Why are you impressed? I just hit your twin?" you ask.S/he waves a hand in a shooing motion. "Who cares? You just took down all four of them. You're pretty gutsy! Nothing like you were last week."You scratch your head at that. What's with this girl? Or is she a boy? He's definitely a weirdo."Well, you're not bad yourself," you say, tracing the cuts on your chest and cheek, staining your finger with blood. Not that you can tell really, with how red it usually is."Oh, you shush," s/he says with a grin, doing that waving motion yet again. "Not many boys would do whatever it takes to win a fight like you just did, y'know. I thought you were... pretty good."S/he's looking off to the side, arms behind his/her back, whistling."Cute..." you whisper. S/he looks at you with a smile."What was that?" s/he asks with a wolfish grin."N-nothing! Which one are you anyway?" you ask, flustered."Oh, I'm Maxi, though it's short for Maxine. Marion's my brother," she says while pointing at her brother's knocked out form.So, she's not a guy."Disappointed?" she asks. You gawk at that. "Just kidding. You were wondering if I was a guy, though. I'm good at reading people. Me and my bro practice at it a lot as a game, where we try to finish each other's sentences. Can you tell what I'm thinking right now?" She says as she plays with her ponytail with one hand, the other still behind her back.>"You, uh... wanna date?">Hit her with the bat.>Write-in
>>36727554>>"You, uh... wanna date?"
>>36727554>Hit her with the bat.
>>36727554>"You, uh... wanna date?"
"Uhhhh..." Okay, she likes how strong you are, so that must mean she wants to be with you, right? Right. "Do you... wanna go out?"She smirks at you before closing her eyes and puckering her lips. Heheheheh, all too easy.You drop the bat and walk towards her. You bend your head down a little, and place your hands on her hips. She wraps her arms around under your own. Your lips meet hers. They're pretty soft. You can't savor the feeling due to the sudden pain in your lower back.Maxine grins at you, and says, "Wrong~! Hahaha, you're kind of stupid, ain'tcha?" while continuing to stab you in the back with her knife.>Push her away from you>Rip her apart>Kiss her again>Your dick's still kinda hard...>Write-in
>>36728030>in your lower back.Or upper back if you prefer, I dunno, she's not really aiming specifically at anything.
>>36728030>Rip her apart
>>36728030>Kiss her again>Your dick's still kinda hard..Your knifing only makes me harder
>>36728401Sorry I was so late with this vote...
Freak occurrence just happened: My laptop's firefox won't load new pages, and internet explorer can't post replies, nor can it download chrome.The only thing I have left to post on is my phone.Is this... bad luck?
>>36728476Don't worry, I don't write until a majority is decided.
>>36728517You were kinda asking for it with that name I guess. Could try the good ole restart and hope
>>36728552Nah, did that already. QM's curse is legit, tell your friends.If there's no third vote coming forth, I could flip a coin?
>>36728612Flip for it.
>>36728030>Kiss her again>Your dick's still kinda hard...We must show her that no obstacle can stop True Lust!>>36728517It's the Curse of Slab, and it is upon us all.
>>36728669She's busy sticking her hard thing in us eh? The only decent way to is reciprocate in kind.Inb4 she was the brother all along
You snarl at Maxine, and feel your fangs and claws grow along with your anger. You clutch her head in one hand, and squeeze the other into her hip, hard enough to draw blood and a pained grunt for her. She shivers from fright, staring at you with wide eyes. Hey, she's stopped stabbing you, at least, though it's more that she's buried her knife in you, hoping that would finish you off.You loom closer to her face with your fangs bared. She closes her eyes, and prepares herself for the end.Smooch.She opens her eyes , about an inch (567 meters) away from your own. You close your eyes, and enjoy the sensation of her lips once again. Maxine draws away from you, and asks, "What the hell is wrong with you?"You say nothing, and instead lean on her, causing the both of you to fall over. Hmm, she feels comfortable against your dick like that. You start grinding on her a little."Get off of me, you clumsy motherfucker!" she yells, blushing. Oh shit, does she know?>Threaten her with the knife to keep her mouth shut>Nah, you're probably just being paranoid (Roll 1d20)>Convince her to let you come inside her (Roll Creatively)>WRITE-INMANIA
Rolled 525 (1d666)>>36729400>Convince her to let you come inside her (Roll Creatively)
>>36729400>Threaten her with the knife to keep her mouth shut>Fuck her in the ass
Rolled 22 (1d111)>>36729400>Convince her to let you come inside her (Roll Creatively)>"Hey so you know how you just had your fun putting that hard thing of yours inside me? Well now it's time for my turn."
>>36729465What a bust.
What's the consensus? I'd like another roll if you're doing that "Threshold" thing.
Rolled 36 (1d150)>>36729635Looks like cumming inside of her wins.
Rolled 12 (1d20)>>36729635Rolling again for >>36729446, though 525/666 is pretty good.
A momentary expression of shock crosses your face. Maxine looks up at you with wide eyes. "Wait, you've actually-"You don't let her finish. "Maxiiiinnnee, can you let me do something real quick?" you ask as you rub against her some more."What.""Well, you know how you just had your fun putting that hard thing of yours inside me? Well now it's time for my turn.">22/111She laughs at you, and spits in your face. "Fuck off! Why would I ever do that with a complete moron!? You probably wouldn't even do it right!"She's glaring at you with those eyes of hers, so you stare back, deeply into her eyes, so deep."If you would kindly?" you ask.>525/666She gasps, and leans up to kiss you. "Of- course- I- will!" she says in between kisses.You get up off of her, and she scurries up to her feet. She bends over and removes her jeans in one motion, her cute panty-clad butt revealed to you. She pulls up her shirt as well, revealing her bare back. She's still bleeding, kinda.Before you know it, you're licking her wound. She tastes good for some reason. Maxine shrieks in pain as you drag your tongue across her punctured skin. However, as you continue, she moans in... pleasure? You stop what you're doing, and see that her wound has sealed. Awww, you wanted some more of that. Wait, what!?"Hey, dumbass," she says. Uh oh. Has she changed her mind about this? "Can you rub my boobs?"You sigh in relief, and run your hands up to her chest, taking each of the small mounds in one hand. You stroke and knead her breasts, lightly pinching her nipples occasionally. She giggles in response.You smell something beneath you. You look down, and are horrified to see the beginnings of running water.>Cont.
>>36730456Her panties are getting moist. Nope, not gonna happen today, not if you have anything to say about it!You pull down her underwear, leaving her completely bare to the world. After bending her over some, you finally get in position behind Maxine's rear. Gripping her by the hips, you pull her down onto your face, and start licking."Moron, what are you...uuuuoooooohhh..."Blast, there's just more fluid coming. You'll have to double your efforts!"Ooohhh, that feels so... how could a klutz like you make me-eeee!?"Weird, there's a little bump right there. You brush your thumb and finger across it, trying to get a feel for what it might be."AAAAAACK!"The water flows onto your face. Dreadful.Well, that was pointless. Maxine seemed like she liked it, though. Looking over to her, you see her moaning, and presenting her butt to you, wiggling back and forth in a needy manner.>Enter her threshold>Use the back door>Bite>Write-in
>>36730815>Enter her threshold
>>36730815>Enter her thresholdSLAMAND JAMhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J9FImc2LOr8
Back from playing Watch Dogs to inform y'all that I will be walking the dog. Please wait warmly, or feel free to take over.QM spoilers for QMs: Nina is the mayor's daughter, and she ran off to convince her mommy to lynch the turbaned, colored, devil rapist-stabber.
>>36731371Forgot to mention: they're also gonna lynch Han for being queer.Though I'll probably be back soon. Don't read the spoilers if you like surprises!
You feel a great disturbance in your shorts.You discard them on the ground, you think you might've just torn them off just then, you aren't sure. You don't really care though, what you do care about is how your dick isn't wet, and her lower lips are.You kneel behind her, and grip your cock in one hand, her rear with the other. You press the tip against her, and you push. It slides right off."Hahahahahah! Fucking virgin!" Maxine jeers at you."Naughtynaughty," you mutter, raising a hand up into the air. You bring it down on her with a SMACK! and an "Ack!"You once again bring your cockhead to her vagina, and press forward. It enters this time!"Mmff..."Her walls squeezing against your dick feel great, but you feel it would be better if you could get some more inside. And so, you jam it in."AAAACK! I-IDIOT!"You think you might've broke something.>Check it>It can wait>Write-in
>>36732235>Check itAnd, coincidentally, you got dubs.
You pull out, getting another wince from Maxine, and peer down into her pussy. She's bleeding! Unable to resist the temptation, you dig in and feast upon her.She laughs weakly as you lap up her fluids, and eventually her arms fail her and she falls down onto the grass. You've just about gotten the last bit of crimson nectar, and you withdraw your tongue from her depths. She pulls off the band from her ponytail, and lets her hair loose. She rolls over on the ground, and smiles at you. Maxine brings her arms out wide in a hug, which you happily accept once you see that she doesn't have any knives in her hands. Speaking of knives, you can't feel any pain in your back. You foot also brushes against a wet, hard object. Huh, wonder what that could b-Your thoughts are interrupted by Maxine poking you in the eye. Damn, you were staring off into space again.You kiss Maxine passionately, and this time she lets you inside her mouth! She lets out a pleased groan as you stroke her hair and ravish her mouth.You draw back, a line of drool connecting your tongues. You shift your attention downwards, and get your dick in order. It slides right into her this time with no difficulty, and you start to slowly work your hips back and forth.Maxine wraps her legs around you like a professional horse jockey, and starts working with your thrusts, pulling back when you do, and coming down when you press forward. You two start to get in a rhythm, and Maxine starts laughing. Weirdo.You start pumping her full of your big dick, and you marvel at how she can take so much. Girls are impressive! The realization flips something inside you, and you get that familiar feeling you feel when you get that feeling. Soon.You thrust inside her more forcefully, and she clings to your back. You get up on your knees, and pick her up. Not stopping your thrusting, you carry her over to the tree and press her up against it. It's not a smooth surface."Ow!" she yelps. Oh well, she stabbed you.>Cont.
>>36733233Feeling little pity for her considering what she did earlier, you continue to fuck her against the tree. She starts crying, but there's no stopping you now.You slam your hips into hers, scraping her back against the coarse bark. Her tears are flowing freely. You hate the sight of that. Better finish this now.You feel it approaching, and you use one hand to stroke Maxine's wet face while the other supports her weight."Can I cum inside you?"She stares at you, a teary mess. You think you see a bat symbol flap in her eye, but it could be just a trick of the light... on a cloudy day. She gives you a brief nod.With nothing to hold you back, you let loose inside her with a roar. The jizz fills her insides, and your howling continues. The creamy and filling sensation sends Maxine over the edge, and she lets out a loud cry, followed by laughter. Her fluids flow freely around your dick, mixed in with your sperm. After about a minute of pumping it all out, you bring Maxine down off of the tree. She's still laughing as she clings to you. Well, you've gone and done it: You've fucked her silly.You stroke her hair and kiss her on the forehead, and after some convincing, you get her to let go of you.You lay her down on her stomach, and marvel at the state of her back. It's bloody as fuck.You lick your lips, and pounce on the feast before you.-----------------------------Maxine's back is healed now, and you feel strangely... sated, in a way you've never felt before. She's still on the ground laughing though, shaded by the tree.As you lament at the state of you shredded shorts, you get over it once you realize that you can just wear Maxine's jeans instead.As you pull the tight jeans on, cutting them some with your claws to get them to fit, you note that Maxine's stopped laughing. You go over to check on her. She rolls over as you approach, and smiles at you."Get the fuck away from me, idiot.">Cont.
>>36733792You turn and walk away, but as you leave, in the corner of your eye you can make out Maxine rubbing her belly, and tasting some of the jizz leaking from her pussy.You turn your attention away from her as you realize that Nina and Nathan have left. Marion's still out on the ground cold, and Fat Matt's bleeding has stopped. That's good, right?>See if drooling on Fat Matt's wounds will help>Suck Marion off while he's asleep>Murder...>Get outta town>Write-in
>>36733821>See if drooling on Fat Matt's wounds will help
You wander over to Fat Matt's body. He's sweating, and kicking a leg out every now and then. You glance at the place where you stabbed him before, and salivate at the amount of blood that's come flowing out. For some reason, blood's a different story with you.You lean over his wound, but to your disappointment, you find that the blood has mostly dried up by now."Awww!" you groan, your drool falling and landing in the gouge wound. The wound starts foaming, and bubbles up out onto his skin. After the foaming settles down, you find that his arm is healed. He's also calmed down in his unconscious state. That's good, right?"There he is!" a girl shouts from behind you. Sounds like Nina. Great, now you can strip her naked and tie her to the tree and piss on her clothes!You turn around to see Nina leading her mom, the Mayor, by the wrist over to you. The mayor is pointing a double-barreled shotgun at you, and she's at the head of a mob of angry Southerners. You spot one guy swinging around a cinderblock on a chain."Your mother can't save you now, red-skinned devil!" the Mayor shouts as she loads and cocks the shotgun one-handed twirl-wise."Faggot!""Monster!""Rapist!""Tomato!""RAAAAUGHH!" shouts the guy swinging around the cinderblock.------------------------The townsfolk have gotten a rope tied around your neck, and have gotten you up on the tallest tree. The beaten bullies have all been taken home, save Nina and Nathan, who are awaiting your execution with eagerness.You wonder what Mom's doing right now? Eh, no use hoping about her showing up right now.The cinderblock comes flying at your back, knocking you off the branch and causing blood to shoot from your mouth in a painful gasp.You fall towards the ground, the rope still loose, but not for loNGKK!
..."Hey, he's still alive!""Impossible! Falling from that height should have broken his neck!""RRAAAUUU?"Hmm... maybe you've just got no bones to break?"Shoot him with your gun, Momma!" Nina shouts."Shush, bullets are expensive. Let's all stab him with sharp objects instead!"You glare at them all. You can barely breathe, scratch that, you can't breathe, but you've got enough breath stored up to say one last thing.>"Mom...">"Die...">"Is that a blue bird?">Write-in
>>36734876From Hell's heart I stab at thee....
>>36734915That'll do nothing.Oh yeah, you can also>Try to cut the bindings on your wrists with your claws.
>>36734876>"Is that a blue bird?"???
You haven't started writing yet have you?
>>36734876>>36735123Well if you haven't, I want to change my vote to:>"Mom...">Try to cut the bindings on your wrists with your clawsBut if you have that's fine too.
>>36735440Nah, playing watch dogs as people vote. Think the next post will be it for me tonight.
>>36735567Fair enough. It's been a pretty slow night for quests.
Is that the only vote? Okay, then. People have ten minutes to object, but I'll go ahead and start writing something.
In your last moments on this world, only one thought crosses your mind: Mom's going to be mega pissed at you for dying like this."Mom!" you croak out with the last of your breath. Oddly enough, rather than feel any exhaustion from not getting any oxygen, you feel similar to how you always do. Maybe blood doesn't need air after all? You busy your hands with clawing away the ropes binding your wrists together."Your Momma can't save you now!" Nathan yells as he raises his bat."I heard him confess that he has tons of sex with his own mother," Nina says while grinning at you hungrily, brandishing her wrist rocket again."You have been found guilty of numerous atrocities that this town will not suffer. This is the end for you," the Mayor says while leveling a claymore at you."RAAAGHHHAHAHAAHGH" the behemoth laughs while holding up a flamethrower chainsaw.You can't die here. You've still got fish to kill and gut! That's your favorite part!You tear out of your bindings and work on the noose around your throat. However, before you can make any progress, the Southerners' weapons fly towards your head.
CLANG!The Southerners' weapons all come to a stand still against the fisherwoman's harpoon. Nina's bullet gets deflected, and the flamethrower chainsaw explodes due to the tip of the harpoon impaling it."You!" the mayor shouts in frustration.Ashley Fightmaster winks at the mayor, and pushes back the unprepared townsfolk.The Mayor falls on her ass, and looks at Mom with murder in her eyes. However, the Mayor's scowl turns into a grin when she notices something. "Well, well, well, it looks like the legendary delinquent 'Fightmaster' isn't as invincible as the stories claim."What?Mom turns toward you, and says, "Let me help you with that."Your rope is cut in an instant, and you hit the ground hard. You can't help but ruminate over what you saw just then. It looked like Mom was bleeding from a stab wound. You look up at Mom, who's returned to her stance, deterring any opponent from entering her space."Han, it's time for us to head back. You go ahead of me, I have to take care of something real quick.">head home>stay and fight>write-in
>>36736599>stay and fightCan't abandon moms.
>>36736599Well I gotta get some sleep. Thanks for running BC.
"No, I'll fight!" you say as you get up off the ground."Go," Mom says as she draws a line in the dirt behind her with the butt of her harpoon. Wait, did she really just-"No one crosses this line!""Mom, don't!"The lynch mob get their weapons at the ready, and are preparing to charge."Hey Han, guess what?" you mother asks, her back still facing you.>"Chickenbutt?">Cross over the threshold (Roll 1d20, worst of three, do NOT roll a 13)>Roll 6d66>Write-inThese are all exclusive.
>>36736852What is threshold?
>>36736906Vampires can't cross them. Basically barriers of politeness and guest hospitality. A line to cross over only if someone else allows it.
>>36736929Pffffbt, I'm taking a break until more players are available. That okay with you?
>>36737032Yeah. We need people that know what they're doing in here.
Rolled 1 + 12 (1d1 + 12)>>36736852>Cross over the threshold (Do NOT roll a 13)
Rolled 35, 55, 47, 5, 60, 24 = 226 (6d66)>>36736852>Roll 6d66I'm thinking we just stay our side of the line and kick anyone's ass that crosses it
Rolled 18 (1d20)>>36736852>Cross over the thresholdCome on 7.
It'd probably be better to decide on something, THEN roll.
Rolled 17, 50, 6, 27, 17, 60 = 177 (6d66)>>36736852>>36737186We're lucky to get more than 3 players at a time anymore so I'll switch to >>36737152
>>36737373>17, 17NUMBER OF THE BOOOOONE
>>36737382Ineffective whenever it comes to Ashleigh Jr.I kinda regret putting that "Roll 6d66" in there. Can I punch out a hole on my retcon card? Though it could be I'm just tired.
>>36737525You're welcome toWhat choice were you looking for then? Chickenbutt seemed like a joke option
>>36737525Yeah. Go ahead.
>>36737530To me it seemed to be a sort of 'last words' option.
Okay, time to railroad the fuck out of this so I can sleep. CHOO CHOO
"Chickenbutt?"Mom giggles at that, but shakes her head.The maniac psycho who can bench-press a semi-truck charges Ashley. Your mother raises her harpoon to meet his charge."I love you."------------------------Rain starts to fall.------------------------Mom fought off the mob with some tricky maneuvers, like pole-vaulting off of someone, stabbing it through somebody's kidney and retrieving it from the other side, throwing her harpoon through five men at once, even planting her harpoon in the ground to kick a bunch of people charging her in the face. The lynchers all run off save the mayor and her daughter.>18/20It takes some effort, but you finally force your way through the line in the mud. You're panting in exhaustion, frustrated that you were of no help.Mom looks over at you, breathing heavily. "Huh, you got over your fear? I guess you've gotten tougher lately."She has a lot of cuts and bruises on her.The mayor steps up behind her, shotgun pointed at Mom's back.You catch something coming towards you out of the corner of your eye.>Roll 2d20 to warn Mom and to Dodge
Rolled 4, 14 = 18 (2d20)>>36737720Mom!
Rolled 12, 18 = 30 (2d20)>>36737720
Rolled 2, 14 = 16 (2d20)>>36737720
13 is asleep. Anyone else want to run?
Ooookay then, who's around right now? Rollcall
Nina just shot something at you, so you duck and roll to avoid it.>18/20The projectile whizzes over your head, and impacts against a tree branch, causing the branch to fall to the ground with a THUD."Look out!" you shout while pointing at your mother's assailant.>12/20Your mother sees the mayor out of the corner of her eye, and raises her harpoon.The mayor grins evilly, and starts to pull the trigger.The staff of the harpoon enters one barrel of the shotgun.Ashley Fightmaster grins at her stupefied opponent as she pulls the trigger.Click.------------------------Your mother falls to the ground, and the mayor is screaming in agony. It looks like she lost both her hands. A lot of blood is flowing out, you note.You walk over to your mother, who is currently getting hit in the face by droplets of rain.She grins at you, and strokes your arm.Her torso is bleeding heavily due to stab wounds and the shrapnel embedded into her. >Try healing her>It's no use>Write-in
>>36740951>Try healing herNothing like a good tonguing to set things straight.
>>36740951>Try healing herGive her a good licking
>>36740951>Try healing her
No. You can't lose her!You start licking her wounds, and the blood is flowing freely. She groans in pain and confusion."What are you..." she mutters. "Huh, that feels kinda good actually."You continue to lick up the blood straight from the source, and Ashley slides your turban off and starts petting you on the head.When you start slobbering on her bloodied breasts, you think you hear her start singing, an activity that she said was for gaylords."You are m... nshine... only sunsh... make me happy...n clouds are grey..."Her hand stops stroking your head, and points your head towards her face.Ashley Fightmaster leans up to give you a kiss on the lips, staining her own to a ruby red. She smiles at you, closes her eyes, and collapses back on the mud.She's dead.>PERK GAINED: The Fightmaster Blood! You have inherited the strength and skills of the Fightmaster clan!A foot comes flying at your face. You catch the shoe with your teeth, causing Nina to lose her balance and fall over.She points her wrist rocket at you, which is loaded with the spikiest metal you can imagine."Any last words?" she asks. She 'glaring directly into your eyes.>"Yes, just three.">"Go shoot that at your mother.">"Kill yourself.">Write-in
>>36741251>"Go shoot that at your mother.">"Then suck my dick"
>>36741251>"Yes, just three.">"Suck my dick."
>>36741251>"Yes, just three."
>>36741471Damnit 13, the three words come after "Yes, just three"!
Did 13 a died again?
>>36742289I think 13 is kill
"Yes, just three." You peer down into her soul, and command, "Suck my dick."She looks at you like you've grown a second head, but after something flashes in her eyes, she crawls over to your second head. You unzip your jeans (you're not giving them back) and whip it out.Nina sniffs at it, and recoils. A second later, she's licking it like a lollipop."Nina, what are you doing!?" the Mayor asks as Nina takes the head in her mouth."Ah hmhmm! (I don't know!)" Nina moans from around your meaty cock. She tries to stop and glares up at you, but that scarlet bat gleams within her iris again. She resumes her sucking with renewed effort.She's not half as skilled as Mom when it comes to this. However, her smaller mouth and inexperience make for a unique sensation. It's not as good as Mom's, but it's different. You gaze over at Mom.She's really gone.You grab Nina by the back of the head, and start forcefully thrusting your dick into the back of her throat. Nina starts gagging, but you don't stop."Get away from her, you devil!" her mother shouts as she walks over to her claymore, and grips it with her mouth.Nina moans around your dick, the vibrations and hot breath working wonders for dick. She's crying. What an ugly face that is, though it sorta fits. You think of something devious you can do on that face real quick.You pull your dick out, and start jerking off. Nina looks relieved, but still shivers in fright from what you just did. She looks up at you with fear in her eyes. Her mother charges at you with the claymore in her mouth. Just a little more...Jackpot.You cum all over Nina's face, the massive amount of jizz painting her face, as well as her chest, white. Her mom swings her claymore at you, which you catch with your other hand."Continue," you say to Nina as you bring your hand off your dick to punch her mother in the gut. The fist digs into her skin, coming out the other side. The Mayor winces in pain, and Nina screams.>Cont.
>>36742746However, her screaming only opens her mouth wide enough for you to stick your still orgasming penis inside once again. She resumes her sucking, milking your cock with her mouth.You withdraw your hand halfway, and think about how there's so much blood inside the Mayor. As you do, the blood seems like it's being absorbed into your hand. You feel stronger, like you have more energy. The Mayor faints from blood loss. She doesn't have much longer.Withdrawing your hand completely, the Mayor's body falls to the ground. You examine the claymore in your other hand. It's a fine weapon. You think you'll keep it."Mmmphh!" Nina coughs as your jizz floods out of her mouth.You withdraw from her gushing mouth, and spurt one last time onto her eye. She closes it, though some of it gets in, and she cries as she rolls around on the ground while rubbing her fists in her face, accidentally smearing more of your cum in her eyes. Weirdo.You look at the Mayor's still bleeding carcass, then at your Mom's corpse.>Kill the Mayor>Kill Nina>Write-in
>>36742981>Kill the MayorNot worthy of sex.>Make Nina your new Mom.
>>36742981>Cut wrist, see if our blood will heal the Mayor
>>36742981>Kill Mayor, enslave Nina, kiss Mom
>>36743020Why would you want to heal the mayor?>>36742981Seconding >>36743004 and >>36743035. The result should theoretically be the same.
>>36743047Ehhh, losing a mother sucks.
>>36743071I know our mother sucks, that's why we need a new one. Nina is pretty good at sucking as well.
>>36743106We should fuck her dying mom right in front of her.
>>36743222In that nice wet hole we made in her.
>>36743222See >>36743004The mayor is simply not worthy of sex. Not even hatefucking.
You look at the Mayor's barely breathing body, and, using only one hand, swing the claymore down at her neck."NO!!!" Nina shouts as the blade slices through the air.Thunk.The Mayor is no more, not after that. You draw the blade up out of the bloodied mud, and wipe it off on Nina's clothes. Nina wails over the loss of her mother, and falls over into the mud.What to do with her?You notice that the noose from before is still around your neck. With a fanged grin, you loosen the noose, and grip Nina's hair. She's blubbering at this point. You bring the noose around her head, and tighten it around her neck. There, that should make a good leash.You drag the broken girl up to her feet, and say, "You're mine, now." She looks at you with a great amount of fear, and nods rapidly.Up above in the tree, a bird cackles to itself over what it just saw.>END OF CHAPTER 10, DHAMPIR MAY CUM
>>36743347Thus begins the reign of Motherfucking Ashleigh
>>36743347Thanks for running. Too bad we couldn't save mom. Or didn't, as the case may be.
>>36743368Heheeh, 'motherfucking'>>36743347Thanks for running, I wonder where this dhampir is gonna go
>>36743403Ah shit, what did we do wrong?
>>36743403Figured as much. Too late now though.
>>36743411>>36743425Present tense. Big world. Who knows?
>>36743477Ah, fair game.
>>36743477Aw no, we've seen what happens when you resurrect people with devil magic.
>>36743499They live happily ever after.
>>36743477I doubt we'll figure out how to do that.
>>36743532Sounds good to me
You are Dalita Molné.You've been a baker, a woman, a man, a mother, a son, a human, a bear, and an elf. The whole week has been an otherworldly experience. You've killed an orc, stolen someone's car, had sex with multiple trees, eaten erotic pastries, cooked bacon, made a shiv, and caught fish.But it's been an enjoyable time. Erenyë has her arms wrapped around you, looking down the mountain into the noontime sun. With a little regret, you pull away from her embrace and start heading out of the house. You've got a bag full of tools and of food, and a loaded pistol in your pocket. The mountain's peak would be reached by nightfall - on bike. Except you no longer have a bike.>There's a Dacia in the garage...>Maybe another house has a bike... for two.>Fuck it, we'll hoof it.>Other
>>36743748>Maybe another house has a bike... for two.
>>36743748>There's a Dacia in the garage...
>There's a Dacia in the garage...We're an excellent driver.
Two for trying the Dacia, then.Writing...
Well, you can get there even faster driving than biking! Tugging on Erenyë's sleeve, you head for the garage. The lights flicker on, and the door slides up with a prolonged creak. You smile at the sight of the car, ready for one last drive."...Dalita, what exactly are you doing?""Well we don't have a bike anymore, and I sure as hell am not walking."The elf is understandably worried. The last time you drove, you nearly killed several pedestrians, were chased by police, and fell off of a cliff after a failed Scandinavian Flick. "I am not sure that this is a good idea..."You consider it. Damn right it's a bad idea, you can't even reach the pedals in this tiny boy's body!"You drive.""Wh-what? I've never driven in my life!""Yeah, well neither had I, and we lived! Besides, I'm too small to reach the pedals!"Erenyë is hesitant, but after much goading, poking, and pleading eyes you manage to get her in the driver's seat.Heh, pushover.>Roll a 1d20 and reply to this post to see just how good elves are at driving.
Rolled 1 (1d20)>>36744301Fairly decent, they have good balance and hand eye coordination
>>36744320....... Unless they get motion sickness apparently.
Rolled 17 (1d20)>>36744301Alrighty>>36744320AHAHAHAHAAHAHAH
Rolled 13 (1d20)>>36744301>>36744321FUCK>>36744320Alright! We're rolling low, right?
Rolled 11 (1d20)>>36744301Just go slow.
>>36744345We're rolling low, right? Just like that one roll you did at the beginning of this story?
>>36744347>We're rolling low, right?I am not a merciful QM.
>>36744368Nope. We're fucked.
>>36744368Nah, I stopped rolling low after that because of the problems people had had with it then. And because every other QM was rolling high.
Rolled 3 (1d20)Bumping
QM died again? I'm not really even surprised anymore
>>36747307May have left when folks were complaining about roll low vs roll high.Someone else want to take over?
>>36747397I'm heading to bed soon so I can't I'm afraid.
RIP assorted QMs
>>36750967Nah, let it die for now. If a new QM wishes to make one, they'll do so.
>>36743035>>36743347>CHAPTER 10 EPILOGUE: "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust."You cradle your mother's body in your arms. The rain's cleared some of the blood and mud off of her face. That face used to grin and smirk at you."I should have saved you."You stroke her cheek with a thumb, and straighten out her soaked bangs with your palm. You lean down and plant your lips on her forehead.Earlier, she had told you she loved you for the first time. You should have been the one to fill her up with white. You should have been able to do more. You were so... powerless to stop these fucking peasants. Well, you're stronger now. You can feel it. That doesn't excuse how weak you were back then, however. After all, she's dead.You set her body down on the ground, and start digging a hole in the ground with your claws. Within a minute, you've dug up enough dirt to fit your mother's body in. The mayor's... well, she can get picked apart by crows for all you care. You lower the body of Ashley Fightmaster into the earth, and sweep the pile of dirt onto her. Once she's buried, you spot her harpoon, broken apart in twain.You take the rope cuffs that bound you before, tie the two pieces of wood and steel together, and stick the figure into the ground to mark her grave, the harpoon's tip pointing towards the sky.The sight of that thing you just made out of instinct unsettles you some. You get an unpleasant feeling from being around the grave of your mother. It's probably because your mom died, you reason. Whatever the case, it's time for you to leave."So long... and thanks for all the fish."The mayor's daughter, your cum receptacle, has passed out from stress. You pick up her leash, and drag her behind you.Where should you go though? Your trailer's probably been hit by now. The townspeople all hate you. You've never ventured that far from town before.>Cont.
>>36754142Your thoughts are interrupted when you hear a rustling behind you. Atop the hanging tree is a blue crow. The crow caws at you, and takes off in a Westerly direction.>Follow it>Write-in
>>36754164>Follow itMagic crow or just an oddity? Either way why not? Nothing better to do in this hellhole anyways.
>>36754164>Follow it.Looks like we're travelling as the crow flies.
You heft Nina's cum-drenched form over your shoulder, and head in the direction of that peculiar crow. There's nothing left for you here in this place.As you continue to walk west, a weight seems lift from your soul. You vaguely recall a time when you and Mom were out fishing, and saw some bright lights coming from the East on two occasions. They made you itch all over for some reason. West is a lot better than East, you decide.You look up to see the crow's landed on another tree. When it realizes you've caught up to it, it takes off again. Despite the crows repeated flights away from you, you get the feeling it's leading you somewhere.An hour or so later, you spot the cerulean crow perched at the edge of a forest. When you get within distance of it, you hear a caw, and the crow flies off into the forest's interior.These woods... they've got something in them. You grip your claymore in one hand, and venture forth.>PART 2 COMING LATER PROBABLY
Alrighty, roll call please
Rolled 6 (1d13)>>36756850
>>36756859Welp I was hoping to wait for at least one more player but I can start now if you want
>>36756883"Build it, and they will come."Say, which storyline are you doing?
CHAPTER THREE and TWO THIRDS: THIS IS DEFINITELY NOT AN INTERLUDE NOWYOU ARE FELICITY and you've just made a dramatic return from that weird pocket dimension your demonically possessed brother had dragged you and Ma into. It transpired that whilst you were there hopping around and collecting coins in a Mario-themed area you'd been accumulating demonic energy which had remained latent until your showdown with Legion, where you'd inadvertently drawn upon it in an attempt to dictate the rules of that dimension under the guise of using the Konami Code. Now you're standing in Bigg's room with horns, wings and tail and a fiery strength pounding through your veins.You look over to him as he stands across the room, waiting for some indication that your brother is back. The final member of the demons that possessed him decided to flee rather than face you so in theory..."That was odd." he utters solemly.With a bound you cross the room and cling to his large frame, deftly tilting your head at the last minute to avoid accidentally goring him with your new horns. There's a clattering as Pa dashes across the room too, Ma in tow and he grabs everyone up in a tight embrace. You hear him mumble in a gruff voice."Never would'a thought this day would come. That I be so lucky as to hold my family in my arms once more..."Pa finally releases you all, stepping back and brushing a hand over his eyes."So who here's ready for lunch?" he asks jovially.>I sure am!>Wait, before that I wanted to say... (Write in what you want to say and to whom)>Not me, I wanna go check out these wings!>Other (Write in)
>>36756900>I sure am!Ma and Bigg probably need some introducin'.
>I sure am!Can Pa even make anything besides waff- pancakes?
>>36756900"I sure am!" you pipe up."Sounds good to me" says Ma whilst Bigg nods in assent.Everyone makes their way into the kitchen and quickly lays the table, whilst Ma hangs back to watch. In no time it's piled with crockery, a couple cheeses, some cold meats, a lettuce and a jar of pickle."Woody's lad drop' round a fresh loaf this mornin'" says Pa whilst he slices it. "Listen to the crackle of the crust on this 'un!"He brings it over and everyone sits. Your stomach gives an anticipatory rumble. Time to dig in.What do you eat?>Write in
>>36756987>a jar of pickle.What.
>>36756987>>36757002Is it one big pickle in a jar or something? Ooh, let's try sucking the juice out of it!
>>36757031But who do we suck it with?
>>36757002>>36757031Gah, I forget you crazy americans renamed gherkins pickles. To clarify, I was referring to something like a chutney. Pic related, Branston Pickle.
>>36757057Here's another example of delicious pickle.
>>36756987>A triple barfy deluxe on a raft, four-by-four animal style; an extra side of shingles with a shimmy and a squeeze; light axle grease, make it cry, burn it and let it roam.
>>36756987You make yourself a triple barfy deluxe on a raft, four-by-four animal style; an extra side of shingles with a shimmy and a squeeze; light axle grease, make it cry, burn it and let it roam. Well, not really. You make a regular sandwich with the available foodstuffs whilst reciting from that tv show you watched as a kid in your head.Mmm, tastes pretty good. Fresh bread is a godsend."So." Pa says inbetween mouthfuls, "Today's agenda. There's all the usual chores to take care of, there's the Richardson's barn to repair, or rebuild, not sure how badly damaged it is yet. Should prob'ly keep a scout around in case 'nother pack of demons turn up, though I don't fancy their chances if they do. Also gotta lot of demon corpses to clear up...""Wait so that's it? Life goes back to normal? You just gloss over the fact that a demon in the shape of your dead wife is sitting opposite you?" says Ma."Darla...""Or do you plan to 'purify' me, strip away all that is demon, unmake me for your own desires-""Darla!"Do you interrupt?>No>Yes (Write in)
>"Hey, being a demon isn't so bad. Just like, don't be an asshole."
>>36757192>Catch Bigg up on what's happened since he got possessed by those legionaries.
>>36757192"Hey, you being a demon isn't so bad. Just like, don't be an asshole." you chip in. "Oh, by the way Bigg, I just realised you'd have missed this on account of your whole possession escapade. This demon is our Ma.""Actually when I was possessed I was still aware of what was going on. Kinda like being the backseat passenger of myself."You quickly close your gaping mouth. Damn that was a lot of words from him."It's as Fel says, Darla. We ain't gonna try to change who you are. Just don't go murderin' or nothin'.">(Cont.)
>>36757461"Yeah, sure, that's easy to say. Imagine you went to Hell, on a righteous crusade or summin', maybe you wanted an interesting holiday. Buncha demons, they knock you ass-flat, you think it's over and then bam. They're picking you up, dusting you down and taking you home for supper. 'Oh look, it's our long lost family member,' they say, 'how quaint! Let's go torture some sinners together like the good ol' times!'. And you're standing there in the flaming pits of Hell that you're told is your home and the demons that murdered everyone who came with you are pleasantly leading you off and the worst part? The worst part is that you feel like you know them and the next thing you know you've just rescued one from a bunch of humans and there are flashes of memories that you don't recognise. Memories from before you entered this world. And it's, it's all so confusing, I don't know who I am or what I should do or..." her voice cracks, tears welling in her eyes.Pa quickly stands and rushes around the table, clasping Ma to him and gently stroking her hair."I'm sorry it's all been so much, Darla." he says, "Jus' give it time. Ev'rything will come together in the end."Darla unburies her head from his chest, strenth returning to her voice."And what about Felicity?" she asks."Felicity can do what she wants. So far she says she's still her same ol' self an' I've seen no indication otherwise. The Lord above works in mysterious ways an' ev'rything is accordin' to his plan."Do you have anything to add?>No>Yes (Write in)
>>36757503How odd, I think I recognise that tune but I'm confident I've never played the game.It's a sick tune
>>36757472>Hey Ma, could we go flying? Can you teach me?
>>36757472"Anyway, back to what everyone's doin' fer the day. What tickles your fancy Fel?">Let's get those chores out of the way and then see what we have left of the day>Well we owe the Richardson's pretty big for using their barn like that, only fair that we help 'em fix it up ASAP>Should get back to scouting. Plus it's the perfect opportunity for giving flying a go...>Should really clear those demon corpses up. They're an eyesore
>>36757542Oh. Just saw this. Welp, I guess I'll start writing for flying thenThinking about it the lyrics to that song...
>>36757549>Well we owe the Richardson's pretty big for using their barn like that, only fair that we help 'em fix it up ASAPFocus on the internal before dealing with the external.>>36757556Cool your jet engines!
>>36757549"Well we really ought to get that barn back up again. There was a lot of machinery and other stuff that it housed which is currently cluttering everyone else's stores. With a bunch of people helping out we should get it back up again in no time.""Makes sense to me. I'll stay an' pull double on the chores then. Veg'table patch won' weed itself.""Coming Bigg? With you around we won't even need a stepladder" you chuckle. Bigg nods for his part, a grin tracing his face. "You wanna come to Ma?""I'll... No thanks, I think I'll keep your Pa company.""Right you are. Well, we'll see y'all dinner time then. C'mon Bigg, we gots a bigass barn to build."You stand and grab your leather gloves."I'm taking the toolkit, Pa." you call over your shoulder as you head out.---About ten minutes later and you and Bigg arrive at the Richardson's. You see that there's already a group of people busy clearing away rubble and scrap from the heap that used to be a barn.Right, time to convince people that despite your appearance you're not evil or out to get them. But how best to go about it?>Bigg! Tell them I'm not evil!>Just greet them like normal, they'll soon see it's just me>Run in screaming, give 'em all a good fright then drop the act. No better icebreaker>Other (Write in)
>Just greet them like normal, they'll soon see it's just me
>>36757660>Just greet them like normal, they'll soon see it's just me
>>36757689>>36757701Pffsh, that's JUST what a demon in the guise of Fel would do!Writing
>>36757660Well, there's no point being overly dramatic about this. Let's just go greet them as normal.You stride over purposefully and hail the figure that seems to be in charge, oh it's Mr Richardson himself. Makes sense. He turns to greet you and you have the amusing sight of watching his face change from joviality to shock in a split second as he takes stock of your appearance. He drops his clipboard and scrabbles to grab a hammer that he had tucked into his belt."Easy there, it's just me, despite the, uh, horns. And wings. And tail." You involuntarily give it a flick at the mention. "Long story, but don't worry about me going on a rampage."His eyes flick between you and your brother standing beside you. His shoulders slump and he puts that hammer away again, bending to pick up the clipboard."Heavens above lass, tell me that before I turn around next time. I see you found Bigg then? Glad to see you well sonny, thought that dog thing had the best of ye.""Hahah, sorry about that. Thanks for accepting it quite so quickly.">(Cont.)
>>36757890"Well truth be told I haven't fully, it's just if you were out for our blood there's little we could do about it. You were taking down demon bosses by yourself not the day before and I shudder to think how much stronger you are now. One moment." As this he turns to face the rest of the crew working on the barn, calling out, "Hey ev'rybody! Just a heads up but Felicity looks like a demon! She says she ain't here to eatcha though, so don't fret about it!""Cripes, look at them horns!""I know right, how long you reckon it'll be before she's goring the bulls?""Aww man. I'm so not sleeping tonight.""Jesus, lookit those wings! Have you flown yet?""Nah, just got 'em. Figured I should help out with the barn before having fun" you call back to laughter."Well that's mighty noble of ye," says Mr Richardson, "Give them a hand clearing the rest of the rubble out and then we can start to piece the frame together.You and Bigg cross to the site and get busy.---Man demon strength fucking rocks! You've always been strong but now you can carry entire beams by yourself. And a stack of planks. Probably a boulder too.With your assistance the materials were a cinch to get into place and you helped get the frame up in no time. You've finished helping nail the planking on now and all's that's left really is to add the fittings and paint it."Thanks again for yer help, we'll finish it off from here. You know how it is, painting your own barn an' all. I'll see y'all a little later at the celebration this evening, Woody's place again.""No problem. I look forward it."You and Bigg turn and head back home. It's later afternoon but the sun's still pretty high in the sky.What do you feel like doing when you get back?>Write in
>>36757968Flight practice I guess.
>>36757968"Hey Ma, could we go flying? Can you teach me?"She turns to look at you, slight surprise on her face as she perks up."Yeah. I can do that. Yeah, that'd be nice, oh you'll love this" she says, enthuasiasm pouring into her.You head outside with Ma in tow and give your limbs a quick stretch."First things first just spread your wings and get a feel for them." Ma says.You do so, tensing them, straining and focussing one by one on all the muscles to get a sense of them. It's a strange experience manipulating appendages you didn't have a couple of hours ago, not least because of how naturally it comes to you. It's as intuitive as opening your hand.>(Cont.)
>>36758248"Alright, so when it comes to flying there's not really much to the basics. You need to know how to get off the ground, how to stay there, and how to get back down again. Once you can do all that actually going where you want to should be a piece of cake. After that you start getting into advanced fiddly stuff for showing off with.""Right you are.""Okay, so follow my lead." Ma says, unfurling her wings and lifting them high above her. "Getting off the ground is the easiest part, you just gotta flap a lot. A good kick off the ground helps wonders too but leave that for the moment."You raise your wings high and feel the breeze caressing the membranes, sending shivers of anticipation through you.Ma starts beating her wings and gradually rises from the floor, keeping aloft in front of you before dropping back down again."Your turn now, don't go too high since I ain't told you how to land yet."Well here goes nothing.You bring you wings down, sending dust skidding away from you, feeling a moment of weightlessness, then raise them again. The ground below you bobs up and down as your wings keep you aloft, blood racing through you. You hold your arms and legs rigidly, maintaining your balance."Excellent, you drop down again a sec!" Ma calls out above the noise.You stall and fall, bending your knees to absorb the impact."So far so good. You can hover. Time to kick this up a notch and hit the skies. When you come into land you'll be gliding along the floor, make sure you get your legs running so that you don't trip and once you've folder your wings back in you can start to slow down. It's a longwinded way to land but it's easiest for starting out. As for gaining height, well you just gotta flap faster. Like I said before a good jump will help get you on your way. Again, watch and copy me. I'll meet you in the air!">(Cont.)
>>36758271At this she crouches and leaps high, great batwings carrying her up and up.You bend your knees and tense, springing from the floor and beating your wings again as you hover at roof-level. You pump your wings faster now, flaring the strength running through you and the ground drops away, home dwindling before you. The wind blasts across you and your horns are the only thing keeping your hat on. You look around you and scan the horizons.God it's a wondrous sight from up here. You turn to see Ma swooping down past you, shouting out over the wind."YOU'RE DOING GREAT! I KNEW YOU'D TAKE TO THIS LIKE A DUCK TO WATER! ALL YOU GOTTA DO NOW IS TIP YOURSELF FORWARD AND HOLD YOUR WINGS STILL SO THAT YOU START GLIDING!"You lock your wings outstretched and angle them slightly, tilting forward and sliding into a glide, the world blurs below you, tail whipping in the slipstream. You skim the air as you accelerate, swooping and turning, you see the highway before you, getting closer and-WHOA.Suddenly the highway shrinks as you rocket upwards and then you're gliding again, this time over the field of demon corpses, a murky haze lingering over it.Did you just hit a thermal then?You turn and drift back over the highway, circling above it as you watch it drop away.Yup, seems so. Guess it's warm from soaking in that sunshine.Ma zips across below you and pulls into a steep climb, spiralling as she goes, a scream of exhilaration escaping from her lips as she shoots past you before banking and flitting in front of you, flicking you on the nose as she passes."OH IT IS SO ON!" you roar out.>Roll creative dice
Maybe y'all still reading. I'ma go afk briefly, won't be more than half an hour.
Rolled 355, 258 = 613 (2d455)>>36758285
Rolled 125, 211, 419 = 755 (3d666)>>36758285I believe I can FLYYY
>>36758285You catch snatches of laughter trailing behind her as you beat your wings to pick up speed, straining to get her back.>>36758541>Rolled 125, 211, 419 = 755 (3d666)She slows and you shoot past, hand out-stretched but falling wide, turning sharply you make another lunge that misses.God damn she's agile. But you've got a trick up your sleeve, or rather, a tail on your rump.You flare your wings to halt your movement and do a backflip, sending your tail towards her, catching a glimpse of the surprise on her face before you're facing the wrong way. You feel it collide with cloth rather than flesh though, a shame but hardly surprising that its dexterity is lacking considering it's a recent aquisition.You barrel down into a dive, a giddying moment when you're upside down and then you've looped the reverse loop and are speeding back up towards Ma.>>36758521>Rolled 355, 258 = 613 (2d455)Hand outstretched, finger poised, and-FLICK"HAHARGH, TAKE THAT!""ARGH! YOU GOT ME!" she bellows in mock retort.The pair of you break out into raucous laughter, mirth rolling down Ma's face, the unsteady movement causes you to lose form and tumble down before you catch your breath and steady yourself out again, Ma dropping down beside you."That was some damn fine maneuvering! I'm proud to find I have a daughter like you!"The sun is beginning to drop below the horizon now and the trailing wisps of cloud are lit in a brilliant glow. The pair of you hover over the highway thermal and the rushing wind dies to a brisk breeze."This is my favourite time of the day, you know." says Ma softly. "So fleeting yet so beautiful."What do you say?>Write in
>>36758991>"Yes, a daily reminder of the meaninglessness of the mundane and of our own fragile mortality. Truly cathartic."
>>36758991"Very beautiful. And so are you.">Roll to seduce.
>>36759022Do you agree with >>36759059seduce as well?If you don't both want seduce attempt I'll leave it out.Also you forgot to actually roll anything for that
>>36759098Eh, sure why not.
Rolled 18 (1d20)>>36759098Oh, I have to actually roll for it? Alright.>Inb4 nat 1 and she disowns us.
>>36758991"Yes, a daily reminder of the meaninglessness of the mundane and of our own fragile mortality. Truly cathartic."She looks across at you, a slight frown forming."But it's very beautiful." you say with a chuckle, "And so are you.">>36759124>Rolled 18 (1d20)A look of surprise flits across her face, a blush rising slightly on her cheeks."I- uh- well that's-" she stumbles over her words.Go in for a kiss?>Light>Deep>Other (Write in )
>>36759230>LightTake the slow route, you know?
>>36759230>Light>Hold her Hand
>>36759230You angle your wing and reach out with your hand, clasping hers in yours as your swoop in for a kiss. You make it light but linger slightly, pulling back to bask in her expression."Come on, it's getting dark now. Time to land for supper.""R-right. Yeah. Supper."You relinquish your grasp on her hand and dip forward, gliding down towards the ground with Ma following you."RACE YOU!" you call out."OH? YOU THINK YOU CAN BEAT ME?!" she retorts, usual confidence returning once more.>Roll to go fastSorry if update speed slows, people are talking to me
Rolled 38 (1d100)>>36759365S'fine.
Rolled 1344 (1d1991)>>36759365GOTTA GO FAST
Rolled 61 (1d100)>>36759365"SHOW ME YOUR MOVES!"
>>36759365>>36759405>Rolled 1344 (1d1991)You tuck your wings in, limbs held fast by your sides, eyes squinting against the onslaught as you plummet.You've got this. You're free falling now, there's no way Ma can overtake you. The ground races towards you and your heightened eyesight starts picking out a strip of empty ground to land on. At the last minute you open your wings and jolt out of the dive, shooting across the ground, legs twitching in anticipation-There's a flash to your side and you snap your head round to see Ma using her wings like the parachute on a drag racer, slowly swiftly before tucking them in and sliding to a halt on her feet before racing after you. For your part you hit the ground running and hold your wings open to slow yourself as you saw Ma did, coming to a stop."Hahah, not bad, not bad!" calls Ma gleefully "But it seems I won this!"Well that she did. How do you respond?>Write in
>>36759596>"Yeah, you're pretty fast Ma!"
>>36759596"Well I'll just have to race you again tomorrow! Then, your ass is mine!"
>>36759738>your ass is mine!Just pointing out that you're trying to seduce your fathers recently revived wife. By all means continue, I'm just not entirely sure how I'm gonna wind up dealing with the family dynamic this will involve.inb4 just have entire family incest
>>36759761I was using it as a typical goad for victory, but seduction works too.
>>36759784Oh, sorry. By this point I just assume that anything which can even faintly be construed in that way is intended to be.
>>36759797It's Kabbalah Quest, I can't blame you.
>>36759596"Yeah, you're pretty fast Ma! We'll have to race again tomorrow! Then, your ass is mine!""Hahah, yeah, I've got all sorts of aerial tricks to teach you!" she replies, practically bouncing with excitement at the prospect.The pair of you walk back home where the scent of stew fills the air."I am so ready for this." you say, earning a chuckle from Ma.You push open the back door to find Bigg laying the table, Pa busy mashing some potatoes."Your daughter's a natural at flying" says Ma. "Took to the sky like she belonged there."You slip your gloves off and cross to wash your hands."You'll hafta show me Fel." says Pa, turning to greet you. "My little daughter, all grown up and flying through the sky...""Hahah, maybe tomorrow. It's dark now and I'm starving after all that." you say, plonking yourself down into a seat and tipping your head back, eyes shut and sighing in contentment. Ma and Bigg take their places and Pa finishes the mash, scooping out spoonfuls onto everyone's plate and following it up with a generous helping of stew. You dig in with gusto.Mmm, beef. You never tire of that delicious rich flavour."By the way Pa," you say between mouthfuls, "There's a celebratory meeting this evening over at the Woody's if you hadn't heard already.""Aye, one of his lads mentioned it when he drop' the loaf round this mornin'. Bigg says you've done a bang up job on Richardson's new barn too.""Yeah, my new strength made short work of it.""Erm, do you suppose anyone will mind me being at the celebration this evening?" Ma asks timidly.What do you say?>Write in
>>36759907>"Well, if they're fine with me then they'll be fine with you. It's all appearance, you're still Ma on the inside."
>>36759907If anyone says anything we'll simply challenge them to mud-wrestling: the traditional way of settlin' disputes in these parts.
>>36759907"Well, you did sort of cause this ruckus. Maybe better you laid low for a while."
>>36759907"Well, if they're fine with me then they'll be fine with you. It's all appearance, you're still Ma on the inside.""What Fel said, 'sides, in the light I dare say a good many of the older folks would recognise you.""Plus if anyone says anything we'll simply challenge them to mud-wrestling: the traditional way of settlin' disputes in these parts." you chip back in.Ma smiles, worry abating."Thanks. Alright then, what should I wear?""Weeell, it's not like anyone need to dress fancy but I do still have all ye old clothes. You could pick something out from those." says Pa."I... Yes, thanks." says Ma.You've cleaned your plate now and stand, starting to clear the table as Pa takes Ma upstairs to find an outfit."Wish I could fly." says Bigg stoicly.How do you respond?>Write in
>>36759983>"Laid low">inb4 "Laid with me"
>>36760054>"I can fly you there, Bigg!"
>>36760054"I can fly you there, Bigg!""Ah, it's not the same. Could go hang gliding if I just wanted to dangle. Thanks anyway."A moment later and your parents return, Ma wearing a stunning red dress."Your Ma use' ta wear that when we out for evenings." says Pa wistfully "Brings a tear to my eye to see her in it again."Say anything?>Nah, hit the road>Write in
>>36760182>"You look beautiful, Ma. Both of ya.">hit the road
>>36760182>Nah, hit the road
>>36760182"You look beautiful, Ma. Both of ya."They smile at this and you turn to fetch your gloves. Never know when you might need 'em.Everyone steps out into the pleasant night air and sets off.---A little later and you all arrive at Woody's barn, light and jubilant voices spilling out from the open doors."...should have seen the look on it's face...""...and then pulled the trigger and BLAM, demon goop er'rywhere...""...ran outta shot, right? So there I am with naught but a pitchfork...""Don't worry about it Ma, like I said before, a good number of them have already seen me with my demonic form and they all took it well. By now the news will have spread.""Yeah, I'll be fine.""Haharh, darn right you will, c'mon, let's get in there." says Pa.You all cross and enter the barn, cheers rising as they see you."It's the lass of the hour! And lookit them horns, would put your Ol' Grumpin' to shame those would!""Why... That's Darla there, I'd recognise her in that dress anywhere... I mean I heard that it was her but to see it with my own eyes...""Drinks are over there, buffet that way." says Mr Woody.Pa thanks him and crosses to set up your families contribution, several plates of cold meats.What do you do?>Grab a drink>Mingle>Talk to someone specific (Write in who)>Timeskip the party, we all know it's just roudy singing and an energetic violinist anyway>Other (Write in)
>>36760632>Timeskip the party, we all know it's just roudy singing and an energetic violinist anyway
>>36760632>Write in>Show off our sweet, sweet break-dancing moves
>>36760632>Time for a Time Shoop
>>36760632---It was a pretty good party, you think as you lie in bed. Much merriment. You sweet breaking-dancing had gone down a treat whilst the fiddlist played "The Devil Went Down to Georgia". Everyone had been accepting of Ma too which was a relief. Even Mrs Snatch greeted her warmly.Ma softly snores from the bunk above you. You're not quite sure what to think of her outburst at lunchtime. It's evident that she's having trouble deciding who she is: Bubzi the Hellcat, Cooler of Days or Darla Hardon. Or... both? Experiences are what makes a person afterall.Still, you're now a demon. Or demonic. Half-demon. Who even knows. But that hasn't changed the way you think or act, and whilst Ma's situation is somewhat different having died and been resurrected... Well she says she has snatches of memory from before... So at the end of the day it's got to be a similar case to yours.Either way, she seemed really happy to teach you flying. Guess it's a way for her to connect with the people who've arguably straight up kidnapped her. Welp, you'll just do your damn best to stockholme syndrome the shit out of her. Pa seems to be making headway too with his words and actions, like finding that dress for her.Wonder what tomorrow will bring...---You wake to the dim dawn light, springing out of bed and swapping your pyjamas for bull-wrestling attire (aka your standard outfit). A drowsy mumbling heralds Ma's awakening."Mornin' already?"How do you respond?>Yup, got me some bulls to wrassle. Wanna come with?>That it be, but if you're dozy feel free to go back to sleep. No guarantee about saving breakfast from Bigg for you though.>Other (Write in)
>>36761302>Yup, got me some bulls to wrassle. Wanna come with?
>>36761302>heralds Ma'sYou rang?>Write-in>Do you want a massage and breakfast in bed?
>>36761302>Yup, got me some bulls to wrassle. Wanna come with, in case I accidentally kill one again?>>36761375What
>>36759761Hey, that's kinda appealing
>>36761302"Aww, is lil Miss Sleepyhead called once more into this waking world? Do you want a massage and breakfast in bed?""I uh...""Just kidding, I got me some bulls to wrassle. Wanna come with, in case I accidentally kill one again?""Yeah alright, nothing like a good fight to clear the sleep from one's eyes."Leaving Ma to get dressed and ready you make a quick dash through the bathroom before heading downstairs. Pa's already started work on the dishes that were left from last night and greets you. You grab your boots and gloves, tugging them on as Ma appears, slightly dishevelled."See you in a bit Pa, Ma and I got some bulls to see to.""Breakfast in about twenty" he says as the pair of you exit.As you stroll over to the bull pens you ask Ma if she fancies a go."Wrestling one you mean?""Yeah""Erm... I guess I could."Excellent! Nothing to it really, I've tussled with you before so I know you've got the reflexes and strength. Main thing to watch out for are those horns on it, grab those and give a good wrench to tip him over. Then you just gotta finish him off and he'll be docile for the day. Not sure I need to give you any instruction in that regard though."The pair of you come to the pen and vault the fence.>Let Darla go first>Show her how it's done>Other (Write in)
>>36761857>Let Darla go firstGrab some popcorn as well.
>>36761884Hmm, we could get some corn from a field and see if we can light it with demon powers.>>36761857>Let Darla go first
>>36761908I regret to inform you that your farm doesn't grow corn, that's the Shun's focus.
>>36761923Right, we have a ranch.
>>36761943That and a vegetable patch
>>36761857"Alright then, you're up Darla."She nods and steps forward, eyes on the bull that's pawing the ground.You wish you had some popcorn right now... Oh well, probably would have ruined your appetite for pancakes anyway.Wally the bull snorts and charges, Darla adopting a stance that would facilitate bracing against the impact.>Roll 1d666 to see how much demonic power Darla uses. I'll be using the median of the first three rolls
Rolled 162 (1d666)>>36762005Go, Ma, go!
Rolled 639 (1d666)>>36762005
>>36762072Nice dice brah
Rolled 256 (1d666)>>36762005
>>36762085Yeah I messed up I fixed though see?>>36762093
>>36762005>>36762093>Rolled 256 (1d666)Wally nears and Darla takes a step forward, pushing with her hands as they meet with the bull's horns. Wally rises into the air, stopped by the sudden impact, rear end twisting him as the momentum carries it onwards. Darla leans back a little and holds tight, balancing him in the air by his horns.Wally groans mournfully, presumably dangling by your head is just as uncomfortable for a bull as it is for people.Then Darla bends one knee and twists, inverting the bull and dropping him to the floor on his back with a resounding thud. The ground tremors below your feet.You scarper over to check he's still alive, and... Yup, there's the pulse. He's just dazed, unconscious, whatever."Would you like to do the honours?" you say to Darla, gesturing at Wally's willy. Her face lights up and by way of response she kneels and gets down to business, sucking down hard.You take the opportunity to wrassle a bull of your own, sticking to a simple suplex.>Offer the bull to Darla to finish>You got your muslin cloth for a reason>I wonder what it tastes like...
Rolled 10 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>36762317>>I wonder what it tastes like...
>>36762317>You got your muslin cloth for a reason>I wonder what it tastes like...Both is fine.
>>36762317Start out with>You got your muslin cloth for a reasonthen>I wonder what it tastes like...
Alrighty, roll to see if Fel enjoys it
Rolled 12 (1d20)>>36762415Rolling.
Rolled 5 (1d20)>>36762415First time I've ever done a roll for enjoyment.
Rolled 5 (1d20)>>36762415Roll it around with our tongue
>>36762439>>36762458You guys suck at enjoying blowjobs>First time I've ever done a roll for enjoymenKabbalah Quest, breaking new ground!
Rolled 5 (1d20)>>36762415
>>36762475Hey, it's her first time, and it's a partial success.
>>36762478You still suck at blowjobs. But at least you CONSISTENTLY suck, amirite?
>>36762509Yeah. Any bonus for 3 5s in a row?
>>36762509Muscle through it.
>>36762529Erm... Not really. Maybe if you can reason one out I'll give you it
Rolled 13 (1d20)>>36762546Nah, maybe if there were 5 5s rolled.
>>36762546Because it's trips.WE GOT FUCKING TRIPS.Average of three is also a shit system and always yields shit to mediocre results.
>>36762546We're so consistent in our poor technique that we're determined to just keep doing it until it works.
>>36762546Well getting 3 of any number of a d-20 is a 1 in eight thousand chance. A one in 8000 chance is pretty fucking rare.
>>36762546Because this quest is about having fun and not taking things seriously. Which is why such things should be a fun occurrence and cause for celebration.
Rolled 7 (1d20)>>36762579Rolling any sequence of numbers is a 1 in 8000 chance.>>36762590Felicia sucking at fellatio her first time seems fun.
>>36762597Indeed still rare as all hell to do though.
>>36762565>averageI was only using median for demon strength roll because if it was too high Darla would have accidentally broken the bull. We're back to best of three now>>36762579>>36762590Yeah, I agree this quest is about fun. I just meant like, can you think of any significance for the number five. The dick's 5 inches long, 3 wide or something daft.End of the day I'll just use that 12, it's above halfway, she enjoys it a bit.>>36762627Sure, but it wasn't first three rolls. If it was all fives I'd be more inclined to do something specialAnyway, still writing
>>36762656They cum 5 litres.They cum in 5 minutes.
>>36762656I can't think of anything special about the number 5.
>>36762681>>36762656I can second lotsa cum.
>>36762317You fish your cloth and busy yourself with the firm shaft laid prostrate before you. You turn back to see Darla going at it with gusto. She sure looks like she's enjoys it...Turning your attentions back you decide to give it a go, stashing the cloth and licking your lips. You lower your mouth to the tip of the tool and give it a tentative lick.>>36762434>Rolled 12 (1d20)Hm. Not unpleasant. Kinda... musky? Enh, who knows, tastes like bulldick is what it tastes like.You open your mouth wide and take the head inside, rolling the tip around with your tongue. Bobbing your head now you feel the end of it scrape against the roof of your mouth and angle yourself a little differently, ah that's better, now it's hitting the back of your throat...Your hands are still around the base of the member and you feel the familiar convulsing that indicates imminent ejaculation-And there it is, spurting around your mouth, sliding down the back of your throat, pooling around your tongue... You swirl your tongue around, it has a curious flavour. Kinda salty. You start gulping it down as your mouth fills in an effort to maintain the ability to breath but too much is pouring forth and you pull your head off, swallowing the last of the watery liquid and working your tongue around your mouth to clean it up.Yeah, you'd try that again you reckon. You stand and turn to see Darla watching you, arms folded and a bemused expression playing over her face. You feel a blush rising in your cheeks.What do you say to her?>Write in
>>36762835Saw you doing it and thought I'd give it a shot. It was different I'll give you that. *try to be totally calm about this*
>>36762835>"Sh-shut up! You do it all the time, I j-just thought I'd see why you love it so much!"
>>36762835"....Does he go again?"
>>36762910As in like 'can the bull ejaculate soon again?'I just wanna confirm your intent with this.
>>36762835"I saw you doing it and thought I'd give it a shot. It was different I'll give you that." you say, trying to keep totally calm about it.Her only response is to quirk her eyebrow, grin forming."Sh-shut up! You do it all the time, I j-just thought I'd see why you love it so much!""You're so much fun to tease. What with your kicking ass the whole time I'd have never expected to see this side of you..." Darla says, chuckling.You pout."....Does he go again?""It'd be difficult but with an experienced touch... Anyway, I think it's probably time for breakfast.""Ah, yeah."Well that sure was entertaining. You dust yourself down and you both jog lightly back home, welcomed by the pancakes wafting on the air. Everyone tucks in and you consider what you plan to do today.>Should probably help out with some chores at home, but...>Should get back to scouting. Plus it's the perfect opportunity for Darla to teach you more about flying>Should really clear those demon corpses up. They're an eyesore, not to mention the SMELL...
>>36763038>Should really clear those demon corpses up. They're an eyesore, not to mention the SMELL...Letting them fester and turn the place into a hellscape seems like a bad idea.Captcha" iblow
>>36763038>Should really clear those demon corpses up. They're an eyesore, not to mention the SMELL...
>>36763038Yeah, it's about time those demon corpses got cleared up. They smelt bad enough when they were alive, leaking sulphurous blood and all, but now that they're dead and stewing in the heat..."I was thinking it was about time we got those bodies outta the way. Darla, you know of any good ways ta dispose of them?" you say."Hm... Well I've never really had to do any of that before. Maybe pile them up and light them on fire?"That's not a bad idea you think. Your other thoughts revolve largely around invoking something divine, maybe douse them with holy water or get a preist to tapdance on them but there's no men of the cloth or their gubbins for miles around. Baby Jesus's blessing should do the trick but you never know when you may need that...You rack your brains, trying to think of any other ideas>Write inThere's no right answer to this, I can't think of anything else
>>36763307Dig a big ass ditch, dump them into it, then either burn them(yuck) or get some industrial acid and melt them down.
>>36763307>...fertilizer and mulch.
>>36763347Their sulfur blooded they'll kill our shit.
>>36763355Right. >>36763307I dunno, bury them and salt the earth?
>>36763307Pray to Baby Jesus that he may purify the corpses, making them fit for burnination.
>>36763307No use being miserly with blessings from the Baby Jesus. Purify their bodies, possibly their souls, then burn/bury them.
>>36763307Setting them on fire really sounds like a decent plan still. Would probably be best to dig a ditch and load it with bodies to keep it all contained, not good to risk setting fields ablaze or anything. If the fire doesn't work... maybe industrial acid or something. Not sure where to get that quickly mind.Or maybe salting them? You vaguely remember something about salt in the bible... Or hell, Baby Jesus' blessing ain't gonna keep forever. No sense holding onto it for rainy days. You're a lass of action and on a rainy day you'll just make your own blessing."Yeah, I'll give that a go first and failing that we can call on Baby Jesus' blessing. We'll need to gather them in one place for this either way, and I reckon digging a pit for them will go a long way to containing whatever this results in.""Soun's good. I'll deal with the mundane chores again then, wanna go with her Bigg?" says Pa, Bigg nods. "Right and Darla... you might wanna stay with me?""Don't worry so, they may have been fellow demons but there was no particular love lost between us. There's a couple of the Primes that I got on well with but of those only Prime 3 died here. He was the doggy. That aside though, I think I'd rather stay here and help out with our side of things.""Gotcha, well in tha' case we'll see y'all for lunch.""We'll be taking the shovels." you call over your shoulder as you leave, Bigg in tow.---You've convened with a few other family heads and settled on a patch that's far from the barns yet central enough to minimise the distance to the corpses. Naturally it's not on arable land.By this point you and the fellows who came to give a hand have dug the pit, deep and wide that it is, and you've piled the corpses up in it. As a quick test before you start lugging firewood and the like into the pit you douse a demon on the fringe with some petrol and light it to see how flamable they are.>Roll 1d100 to see how flammable these demons are, best of three
Rolled 45 (1d100)>>36763839
Rolled 83 (1d100)>>36763839FWOOSH
Rolled 42 (1d100)>>36763839Adding more fuel.
>>36763839>>36763946>Rolled 83 (1d100)Does it burn? Yes it burns.Oh how it burns.If you weren't a pyromaniac before you sure are now. The demon you doused swiftly popped and sprayed a flaming liquid across the corpses next to it, and those corpses caught ablaze and burst and within a few minutes you had a raging inferno where the pit once was.Thank god you had the foresight to dig the pit and do this away from anything important.A resounding cheer goes up from the team who helped out and amidst their conversation you catch one man expressing puzzlement at the fact that beings from Hell are not only flammable, but are so in such an extreme way. You make a mental note to ask Darla about demons and Hell when you get back for supper but then recall that she said she'd never been to Hell herself, having been raised in this world.Ah well, you'll have to save that question for the next native demon you meet.Either way, this fire looks like it's going to be raging for a damn while longer.What do?>Head back to have supper, you're hungry. You can ask someone else to keep an eye on things>Watch it BURN.>Other (Write in)
>>36764299>Watch it BURN.Might want to wait until the fires have died down. Who knows they might be resurrected by fire or some bullcrap better safe than sorry.
>>36764299>Start a square-dance by the fire, dance with Bigg
>>36764345>"SOMEONE GET THE FIDDLE!"
>>36764475This guy knows what it's all about...I was writing that in already haha
>>36764299Nah, gotta see this through. Never know what whacky demon shit might happen if you leave it alone, 'sides the fire soothes your soul.Still, standing around for this long without doing anything leaves you full of excess energy. Goddamn demon strength makes you hyper...Turning to Bigg you outstretch your hand and curtsey, he looks confused momentarily before taking your hand and so it begins, The Square-Dance of The Fire. Twirling with Bigg you see one of the other guys that helped out in front of you, and then you've grasped his hand and are skipping round and through, spinning, next one and by this point everyone's going at it."I'll go grab Fiddle Jim!" calls out a girl, sprinting off.---A little later and you hear the shrill note of the fiddle entering the fray and the laughter and cheers as a dozen others come to join the dance. It's getting dark now and the great bonfire lights the dance, sending scattering shadows playing across behind you all. The air thrums with energy and as time goes by more people turn up, and eventually a large influx carrying tables, food and drink.You stomach empty as it is you duck out of the dance with most of the other people that initiated it and set about remedying your hunger."Mighty fine blaze you's got yourself there!" congratulates Pa."Never would have thought demons were so flamable..." says Darla, "I'm sure I've seen them breath fire before... Maybe they become more flammable after death?"Yeah, that could be it.>Say/do something? (Write in)>Nah, just drink, dine and dance the night away under the light of the Fuego del Diablo
>Nah, just drink, dine and dance the night away under the light of the Fuego del Diablo>Keep our perception up though
>>36764718>Nah, just drink, dine and dance the night away under the light of the Fuego del DiabloJust drink VERY lightly a party like this is asking for happenings.
>>36764718>Dance with Pa, Ma dances with Bigg>Switch back, tell Bigg how lucky he is his ass didn't get murdered. You would've kicked his ass.>A blaze like this should produce a big-ass thermal.>Dance with Ma in the night sky.
>>36764718>>36764872>Kiss big on the cheek and hug him after telling him you'd wreck his shit.
>>36764981Kiss Bigg?You guys ballin' for that incestualorgy aren't you
>>36764995Yes, and yes.
>>36764995On the lips. The real question is whether we should use tongue or not?
>>36764981>>36765343You guys can come to a consensus on the destination of the kiss or I can roll for it.
Rolled 12 (1d20)>>36765355Smooch him.
>>36765405But where, lips or cheek?
>>36765355Lips, no time to waste pussyfooting with this girl.
>>36765436His mouth against ours.
>>36765436Eh, just flip a coin, we're drunk.
Rolled 2 (1d3)>1 Lips>2 Cheek>3 Too tipsy, Fel tries and bumbles
>>36764718"No matter, it's dance time!" you say, grabbing Pa's hand and dragging him into the throng. The light catches Pa's eyes as you revolve with him, a broad smile plastered across his face."My lil girl all grown up. And how she dances..."You respond with a grin and spin, latching onto Bigg as he comes past leaving Darla to take over your position with Pa. Skipping and twirling away with Bigg you call out over the noise of the crowd."You know you're damn lucky you didn't succeed in getting yourself murdered! I'd have had to kick your ass alla way to Kingdom come for that!""I'm... pretty sure I DID get murdered. And you kinda did kick my ass, I was possessed sure, but it was still my body.""Hahah, true that. Still, I'd hafta kicked it a darn sight more if you'd stayed dead."He nods with a smile and you pull in quickly to give a kiss on the cheek, before returning to simply dancing, ducking and weaving through and around everyone.>(Cont.)
>>36765964A little later and you've all stopped for a break and bite. Looking across at the bonfire you see that it still blazes as strongly as before, no obvious signs of it dying down."You know Darla, that bonfire's got to be making a mighty fine thermal." you say, and she look across at it, wonder filling her eyes."God DAMN you're right. Okay, we have GOT to get up in that!""Hahah, my thoughts exactly!""Mumble mumble earth bound nobodies mumble grumble." says Bigg, feigning a looking distraught."Show us what you can do Fel, we'll be cheering from down here!" says Pa, enthused at being able to watch you take to the air.You and Darla cross to a clear area to the side of the gathering and unfurl your wings."Ready?" she says, and you watch a crowd starting to watch."You betcha" you reply, and kick off hard, shooting into the air, spreading your wings and locking them, catching the raging thermals around you as they thrust you up and up. You dimly hear cheering over the roar of the wind and spin in the air to find Darla swooping up next to you."WANT TO DANCE?!" You bellow across the din, Darla replying by simply coming it hand outstretched.You grasp it firmly, then angle your wings such that they pair of you start revolving through the skies, streaking like a catherine wheel. You let go and snap your wings out to arrest your motion and sending you spiralling the other way, reaching out to grab Darla's other hand.Soon the twirling gives in to synchronised diving as the pair of you tumble down and loop the loop, pulling back up and climbing, banking, free-falling, gliding into that tremendous thermal to shoot back up again...>(Cont.)
>>36765986You're both hovering over the dimly glowing embers now, hand in hand."It's gonna be dawn soon." you say."Aye. I dare say we should get to bed before we need to leave it again.""Ah, one day without wrassling won't kill the bulls..." you say, waving your hand for emphasis. "Still, we keep this up any longer and we'll be aching when we wake."You both gently come in to land in the mostly dispersed gathering, beating wings as you pull up to stop short and sharp.Neat trick that, drastically reduces the time and velocity involved in landing.Pa and Bigg cross to greet you, congratulating you on your brilliant aerial display. Gran'pappy Cox creakily crosses to inform you that he'll be keeping watch of the fire til it dies out or someone else takes over before settling into a rocking chair that someone had brought out for him.The four of you wearily traipse home, shucking off your clothes and climbing into bed.You close your eyes and...---Bright light floods the room as you crack your eyes open. You fish out a timepiece, noon hunh.Man that was a wild night. Wings are the best.END OF CHAPTER THREE and TWO THIRDSAnd with that I'm gonna call it a night for now. I intend to pick up again tomorrow with Lisa and Jonny.
>>36765999Hahaha, trips. Will you be starting the new thread?Also, I hope Mausoleus is alright. Where'd he run off to?
>>36766144Bugger me if I know, but yeah, I really wanna know how that car journey turns out.And yeah, I doubt this thread will be up since it's hit bump limit but it wouldn't last long either way.
>>36765999Thanks for running, Ninnius!Fitting music: http://youtu.be/asjzZ0-Zk8Y
>>36765999>I intend to pick up again tomorrow with Lisa and Jonny.Aw, it's been a while since the last time we played as Felicia. I was also kinda expecting demons to attack.
>>36766389The following spoilers are semi-spoilery. They're vague but hint at things to come, so read at your own discretion.This thread was mainly to get the timelines synced up.Next thread will probably start out somewhat heartcrushing but should find it's way back to good ole fightan' and brawlerin'>>36766235No problem, figured it's about time for my turn again.
>>36766190I'm also interested in how far the rabbit hole goes in the Archon story. Who does that one?
>>36767092Caligula, he seems pretty busy though. Not sure when he plans to next continue it.
>>36767119Following this up, I forgot to mention that I too really want to see where he goes with it. Last I remember we were talking to Arachne, who was pretty adorable.