The Story So Far: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=hellbornFirst 50 Thread Summary: http://pastebin.com/DYy8w24rQM Twitter: https://twitter.com/HellbornQuestCharacter Sheet: http://pastebin.com/rNg3Yw8m (pictures within)Ask Languid anything: ask.fm/HellbornQMCurrent Recap: Your name is Sierra Beckhoff. You are the coolest person you know, and with one notable exception, you are probably the most badass. Basically you’re the kind of person who takes care of business and gets the job done.You are currently stranded in Canada without an easy way home. A mysterious local landmaster named Roger found you wandering along the side of the road half frozen, and said you could crash at his place for the night. With few alternative options, you figured you’d take him up on the offer. You still aren’t clear on how you’re going to get back to California. With the Hallows on task, however, something’s bound to come up before morning. --You follow Roger to the front door, mindful of Reeber’s excitement to get inside. Your hellhound is spoiled. You may not know why Mom named him what she did, but does it really matter? “I don’t know, that’s just his name,” you say, grabbing your arms against the cold.“Just for the sound of it?” asks Roger.“It’s been Reeber since I was little,” you reply. “Never asked.”Roger doesn’t enquire further, and comes up to the front porch. An eerie ringing lingers on the air, and it takes you a second to realize there’s a set of big wind chimes hanging from the awning overhead. They’re having a heyday with the cold breeze, sounding with cold, atonal notes.You come up the squeaky wood steps behind him, and have a look around. There’s bunches of dream catchers hanging from the outer lip of the awning and the little handrail thing circling the house. They’re ornamented with beads and feathers and little bones.
>>39514650On the porch-deck thing, there’s a pair of spindly rocking chairs, and a stack of outdoor plastic chairs older than you are covered in dust and webs.“Spooky,” you observe.“I need to wash those,” he says, following your gaze. Then he proceeds forward to the door, opening the screen first before pushing inside.You enter as well, happy at the sudden heat inside. You close the door behind you and lock the cold out.“You can leave it unlocked,” says Roger, motioning to the door. You ignore that factoid and step forward, having a look around the place. Greenish light spills into the entry living room from the kitchen. There’s a kind of ultra lived-in feel to the house. The furniture is all heavy arts and crafts stuff made of sturdy solid wood, the kind that lasts forever. Pictures and photographs adorn the walls in little wood frames, and random animal skulls, books, knickknacks, and wood sculptures adorn tables and shelves.An odd clock built into an amorphous piece of wood hangs on the far wall, above a little fireplace thing. Its tick tocks are the only audible sound. The whole place smells like pine ashes.“So your mom doesn’t care about guests, huh,” you comment, smirking to yourself. “You bring strange girls home often?”Roger gives you a kind of impatient look. “That’s funny,” he says flatly.“It is,” you say, walking over to tilt an old rocking chair back and forth. He pauses for a moment, and perhaps comes to the conclusion that any reply would be a trap. He takes off his fur hat and brushes the snow off it. His hair is dark brown, and bears the trademark impressions of a recently removed hat. “Do you need anything?” he asks.You give up on rocking the chair and just sit down in it instead. “Anything special I should know about your family? You drink blood or anything funky like that?”“No. If my mom comes in and gives you a hard time, ignore her,” he says. “She’s like that with everybody.”
>>39514660“With everybody?” you ask with exaggerated curiosity.“Yeah,” he says, leaving no room for jokes. “The bathroom’s just down the hall, and you can help yourself to anything in the fridge, but not the freezer. I’ll go get some blankets. Is there anything you need?”>Make requests (?)>I’m all good.>You've done enough. I’ll take care of it from here.>Probably a shower, but I can handle that on my own.>Go do stuff (?)>Other (?)
>>39514701>I’m all good.>Probably a shower, but I can handle that on my own.
>>39514701>Probably a shower, but I can handle that on my own.
>>39514701>Make requestsCan I borrow a phone to order a pizza or something?>I’m all good.>Meditate
>>39514701>I’m all good.Are our summons well behaved enough for one of them to watch sentry while we sleep without being noisy or causing a mess or anything? Would be nice to set one out for the night if that's possible. Reeber probably needs the rest about as much as Sierra does.
>>39514820Monster maybe, but it could be a bit too cold for him.
>>39514650>Character Sheet: http://pastebin.com/rNg3Yw8mCorrupting hex still not there.>>39514701>not the freezerIt's human meat. They're all wendigos or some shit. Calling it now.>Probably a shower, but I can handle that on my own.
>>39514856Hey. He said we couldn't eat anything in there. No harm in taking a peek.
>>39514701>Probably a shower, but I can handle that on my own.>Other (?)"Anyone going to freak out if I'm not glamoured up? Or is that a notch too weird for your mom?"Keep our nose and ears open, just in case there's something odd going on.I kind of want to talk to the shadows here, this place has history to it.
>>39514701>>I’m all good.>Go do stuff (?)Your still a little on edge. Try some meditation or Kethgi
>>39514897>I kind of want to talk to the shadows here, this place has history to it.same, but I'm fairly sure people will freak out about muh san loss
>>39514701>>Probably a shower, but I can handle that on my own.
>>39514897No need to go into our heritage this far from home. If they ask, let's show them, otherwise leave well enough alone.
>>39514897>"Anyone going to freak out if I'm not glamoured up? Or is that a notch too weird for your mom?"I don't want to drop the glamour until we find out what these guys are. They're obviously not human, not entirely, but they could very well be demonbane or something and 99% of them are not cool like the Hallows.
>>39514856>Corrupting Hex>Getting itoh anon you card
>>39514913Ooh, that's a really good idea.>>39514838I was just thinking about maybe leaving one in the room, rather than outside. Just to have someone to wake Sierra up if Roger or his family tries to take advantage while she's asleep.
>>39514701>Other (?)Try not to drop our glamour in our sleep and accidentally burn the house down.
>>39514701>Other (?)would you mind if i ask what guys are? you show me yours i'll show you mine
>>39515024Too lewd."I'm kind of curious what you have hidden under all those layers (of magic). How about we expose ourselves?"
>>39515024I'd like to refer you to >>39514942If they're demonbane or at all familiar with what demon crossbreeds and hellborn are supposed to be like, we can get into trouble.Lets be a bit more cautious than that, you can be discreet (even Sierra) without being rude.
>>39515188And to add to my previous point, we have visible and now rather noticable Vervelken traits nowadays. Dropping glamours is something we should only do when we're in a safe place or preparing to fight.
Pretty unrelated, but I think we look demony enough now that we could bluff being full-blooded. Which means we could bluff pacts with our "true name" which would be non-binding but other people wouldn't know that. Something good in a pinch.
>>39515291I think that sort of thing would still bind us. Isaac warned us about it.
>>39515342And we've been warned about revealing our true name.
>>39515342Isaac warned us about telling people we had a demon name because of the fact that people fucking hate demons. It's not binding to hellborn, he explicitly said so in the same sentence you're referencing.
>>39515342I think the implication was that we didn't use our actual name. That said, revealing our nature is generslly regarded as a really bad idea.
Has the lawn mounted a surprise Winter offensive? Has Languid fallen to a grassy Operation Barbarossa?
“Probably a shower, but I can handle that on my own,” you say.“I’ll can tell my mom to get you something to wear if you’d like,” he says. “She can wash your clothes for the morning.”You note your muddied jeans and generally ragged apparel. “Yeah, probably for the best,” you say. “Other than that, I should be good.”Roger nods. “I’ll be back in a minute,” he says. He nods toward the living room, and the king-sized furniture within. “You can sleep on the couch. It doesn’t fold out into a bed, but it should be big enough.” You shrug. “Sure.”Roger leaves you to your own devices. While you’re waiting, you decide to do some meditation. Kethgi would maybe be better, but you think having bruised bones will get in the way of the athletic component. You go and start up a fire using some ready firewood by the hearth and the touch of your hands, and sit cross-legged for maximum chi generating swag. Reeber puts himself between you and the fire, happy for external heating options.You close your eyes and try to sort through the various stressors of the past few days, trying to shut them up one by one. You manage to quell some of the edginess beneath your outward fascade of composure. It helps that you’re back on terra firma, and that you’re not spending the night in the wilderness. Sweet mercy’s it’s been a long day. Slowly, and rather crudely, you manage to quiet some of the more haggard parts of yourself, quelling your worries and frustrations and pains to some degree. It takes some time, but you don’t rush it. Some things can’t be rushed.You finally open your eyes, feeling kind of more normal than you have in a while. (-10 Stress: 49) Reeber sleeps soundlessly in front of you. You get up, scowling at the painful stiffness in your legs, and have a look around. How long does it take to grab a set of PJs? Roger should have been back by now, you think.
>>39516063You notice a pile of stuff on the back of the rocking chair by the door. You get up and head over, finding a blanket, towel, a pair of sweat sweats, and a humungous shirt awaiting you, all carefully folded. Your host probably came back while you were meditating and got spooked. Well, whatever. You grab the towel and stuff, and head down to the bathroom, walking through the kitchen-slash-dining area to get there. You toe open the door with a cold foot, head in, and seal yourself inside.It takes you a minute to deal with the fact that there’s a shining pair of steel scissors sitting on the bathroom counter, but you eventually manage to deal with them by covering them up with a hand towel. (+3 Stress: 52) What’s with people keeping scissors in the bathroom? What the hell’s wrong with kitchen junk drawers? Stupid.Still kind of put out by the discovery, you take your shower, happily cranking the heat up to scalding and scouring yourself of mud, sweat, and blood. One thing you do not miss about medieval land is the general lack of hygiene and plentiful hot water. (-14 Stress: 38) Your bruises prove too touchy even for you, and the extreme heat warms you to the degree that you can actually feel yourself hurting again. (+6 Stress: 44)You finish up, but only after liberal use of the available moisturizers and conditioners and junk. So many varieties and native Canadian brands of stuff. There’s even one of those big rock things, though you’re not sure what you’re supposed to use it for. All these things would make you feel spoiled, if it weren’t for the fact that your body feels like a single massive bruise. Getting beat up by a landmaster and having your fall broken by a tree will do that to you, you guess.You get dressed in the loaned PJs, and finding your eyes burning, toss your contacts. They’re only supposed to last a couple days, and you’ve already pushed them to the limit. You’ll just have to rely on your other senses like in ages past.
>>39516076 Anyway, you exit the bathroom, a cloud of steam pouring out after you, and head back to your couch. It’s a hell of a lot colder in the house than you remember it being, and you waste no time in mantling yourself with a huge flannel comforter with stars and animals stitched into the outer side. Your feet have spent way too much time being frozen, so you prop them up on Reeber’s back and get them near the fire.Oh yeah, that’s nice. Except for the dull, rhythmic pain of the rest of your body. But if you focus on your feet not being cold, it almost doesn’t matter.Roger comes into the room, sans his winter gear. He wears a flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbow. He points to your old mud-caked clothing. “You want that washed?” he asks.You lean over and grab out Zelathis and your chainmail, opting to keep them at hand. “Go for it,” you say.He takes the stuff, keeping it at arm’s length, and leaves. He returns a minute later, the sound of a machine chugging somewhere else in the house. “Anything else?”You think hard, but nothing comes to mind that you can’t handle. “I’m all good,” you say.He nods. “Shout if you need something. I’ll be up late,” he says, turning to leave.>Don’t let the bed bugs bite.>Thanks again. Good night.>Even if you say it’s no big deal, I owe you.>Hold on a sec. (Say stuff)>Go to sleep. [Also post Monster as a night sentry]>Find something to eat. Or just drink.>Go find some Advil. Your everything hurts.>Have a look around, cause why not.>Other (?)
>>39516088> Thanks again. Good night.> Even if you say it's no big deal, I owe you.
>>39516088>Thanks again. Good night.>Even if you say it’s no big deal, I owe you.>Go to sleep. [Also post Monster as a night sentry]
>>39516088>Thanks again. Good night.>Even if you say it’s no big deal, I owe you.>Go to sleep
>>39516088>Thanks again. Good night.>Find something to eat. Or just drink.>Go to sleep. [Also post Monster as a night sentry]
>>39516088>Go find some Advil. Your everything hurts.>Go to sleep. [Also post Monster as a night sentry]
>>39516088>Even if you say it’s no big deal, I owe you.>Find something to eat. Or just drink.>Go find some Advil. Your everything hurts.
>>39516088>>Thanks again. Good night.>Go to sleep. [Also post Monster as a night sentry]
>>39516088>Thanks again. Good night.>Even if you say it’s no big deal, I owe you.
>>39516088>>Don’t let the bed bugs bite.>>Thanks again. Good night.>>Even if you say it’s no big deal, I owe you.
>>39516088>Thanks again. Good night.>Hold on a sec. (Say stuff)ask if he has an Advilthen>Go to sleep. [Also post Monster as a night sentry]
>>39516088>Thanks again. Good night.>Don’t let the bed bugs bite.See what the shadows can tell us.Then after we get the news>Go to sleep. [Also post Monster as a night sentry]
>>39516088>>Even if you say it’s no big deal, I owe you.>Flirt, Flirt hard.
>>39516088>Even if you say it’s no big deal, I owe you.>Find something to eat. Or just drink.
>>39516088>Thanks again. Good night.>Even if you say it’s no big deal, I owe you.Altough not very talkative our hosts have been very nice, so lets not be too demanding.If we start seeing Bates behaviour, we can start worrying
>>39516088>Even if you say it’s no big deal, I owe you.>Go find some Advil. Your everything hurts.>Chat with the local shadows.
>>39516076>scissors (+3 stress)One of these days, scissors are going to be the straw that broke the camels back and push us into a blood rage. Mark my words.
>>39516327Man, speaking of blood rage, what was up with the Zorr thing? Was Languid trying to get enraged?>>39516088Like seriously. Only that unicorn thing *barely* saved us from a total freakout.
>>39516377I do hope we explain to Rowan that we hit 100/103 (Literally call it 100/103) and that unicorns giving wishes is real.
>>39516377Well, we never went above 100. We've sat at 100 before without going into a bloodrage, it's when we go above the limit that we go berserk.That said, activating the Zorr was a result of poor circumstances and rolling 100.
>>39516377The unicorn didn't save us. We've yet to hit the previous bloodrage threshold since we got the wish boon.
>>39516377Zorr is what happens when you go to a place littered with old magitech and critfail a roll to shoot lightning.
>>39514660>“You can leave it unlocked,” says Roger, motioning to the door.PFFT~! Canadians leaving their front doors unlock. What a bunch of Flanders.
Waiting to wake up in the middle of the night with them trying some shit which sends us into bloodrage and kills half the city.
>>39516673>citywe're in rural Canada. This is like the best place to lose our shit. We're going to kill so many cow.
>>39516241Even disregarding of Sierra's closeness issues, it's probably not the best idea to hit on actual cannibal Shia Labeouf>>39516704Those poor, poor beavers.
>>39516740How could you resist? Have you seen him dance? He's so majestic...
So, are they werewolves or what?And what else is out there?[\spoiler]
>>39516807Weresloths. Except changing forms every month is simply too much, so they only shift once every blue moon.
>>39516807So, Wendigos? Great...
Sorry, I was delayed by an unexpected guest. Back to writing.
My money's on sasquatches
>>39516860 Roger was only kind because he thought we would be an easy snack
>>39516942if he did he'll be surprised when we snack on him
>>39516807Dragons are sometimes Landmasters.
>>39517011Dragons are almost always landmasters, but most landmasters aren't dragons. I mean, he could be a dragon, but I'm betting on something else.
>>39516989The snack that snarls back, Sierra.
>>39517027I'm now imagining a Canadian dragon wearing a giant lumberjacks shirt while eating bacon.....It's a good pain from my laughter
>>39516611We started locking them after the Great Maple Syrup Heist of 2012.
>>39517048>Spiky>Largely armored/ossified skin >Venomous>On fire>Near impossible to cook (though it's not like a wendigo would care about that)>Partially comprised of pseudo-tangible magimatter shadows.>Armored by shadows>Drains magical energy on contact, drains life energy if no magic present>ExplosiveYeah, Sierra would be a bitch and a half to eat. I don't think there's really much of anything
“Got it,” you say. “Well thanks again. I mean, even if you say it’s no big deal, I owe you.”“No you don’t,” he says.You snort. “I’m not that sucky a guest, am I?”He raises an eyebrow. “Are you?” Roger replies.You don’t really know what he means by that, but you think it’s a joke by the kind of smug feeling he’s got going on behind it. “I don’t get much practice, I guess,” you say. He tries to leave again, but you stop him short.“Hold up a sec. You got Advil or something? I’ve had a rough day.”He gestures toward the kitchen. “There’s a cupboard full of medicine and vitamins. It’s hard to miss.”“Cool. Well, good night then,” you say.Roger nods, and leaves without another word.You lean back momentarily, waiting to be sure he’s gone. Kind of an interesting guy. Doesn’t say much though. You kind of wonder about that. But whatever.Anyway, eventually you summon the strength of nerve necessary to get back up and endure the pain required to get you from the living room to the kitchen. You rummage around before finding the much prized medicine cabinet, at which point you snatch out the Advil. You pop a bottle of water out of the fridge, pop a few pills, and guzzle it down. You refill the bottle and groggily return to the couch with both Advil and water in hand. You collapse on the deep cushions, giving up all pretense of not being beat.The cushions are so deep. You need a couch like this one. But you can’t pass out yet.“Monster, I choose you,” you mutter, summoning the imp to keep watch. You make sure the thing stays on the stone mantle. You don’t want him scorching anything in your sleep. And with all that taken care of... you....
>>39517362Are on the floor, cocooned in a blanket, with your one free arm hooked around Reeber’s neck.“Guh,” you say, blinking against the white light coming in through the windows. Geeze. What time is it? You stare at the ceiling in incomprehension for a few minutes. What are you looking at? This isn’t your room.Slowly, details begin bleeding back through. Zorr, and snow, and Canadians. You shiver as you realize part of you is kind of cold. Under the rugs, the floor of the living room is stonework, and stone is cold in the winter.You’re kind of hazy on the details, but you think you had a good night sleep for once. (-20 Stress: 24) Still, you’re way tired. And the fact that nothing crazy happened in the middle of the night is incentive to roll over and close your eyes again.Monster screeches at you from his perch in the bed of coals left by the fire from last night. >Go back to sleep.>Shut Monster up. >Rise and shine.>> Give the Hallows a call.>>Find Roger.>>Snoop around.>>Get dressed.>Other (?)
>>39517394>> Give the Hallows a call.
>>39517394>>Rise and shine.>>Get dressed.>>Snoop around.
>>39517394> See through Monsters eyes what hes screeching about>Go back to sleep.
>>39517394>>Shut Monster up. >>Rise and shine.>>> Give the Hallows a call.
>>39517394>Shut Monster up. Lets see if he has a reason for bothering us.
>>39517394>Shut Monster up. >Look/listen around for whatever has Monster riled up.>If insufficiently important, go back to sleep.
>>39517394>Rise and shine.>> Give the Hallows a call.>>Find Roger.
>>39517394>>> Give the Hallows a call.>maybe get dressed. Maybe.
>>39517394>Shut Monster up.>Rise and shine.
>>39517394>Shut Monster up. >Rise and shine.>> Give the Hallows a call.
>>39517394>>Shut Monster up. >>Look/listen around for whatever has Monster riled up.>>If insufficiently important, go back to sleep.
>>39517394>Rise and shine.>Check what Monster might be screeching about.>Get dressedAssuming we can find our clothes and they're not soaked, anyway. Then >Give the Hallows a call.
>>39517362Single, lives with his mother, is a Landmaster . . .She's going to try to hook us up with her son. This may involve some testing us.
Although the idea of crashing again is way appealing, you figure you should at least call the Hallows to see what’s up. You sit up, push yourself back up onto the couch, and grab Roger’s spare flip cell. Still wrapped in blankets, you silence Monster and call the home phone.“Morning Sunshine, I was about to call,” says Isaac.You don’t even care enough to berate him for the nickname. “So what’s the plan?” you ask. Isaac always has a plan.“Cassanda is going to fly out with your passport. She’ll meet you at the William’s Lake airport tonight, and we’ll fly you right back to SF International.”“I’m pretty sure I don’t have a passport,” you say.“You do now,” he replies. “But about this Roger character – he didn’t pull anything on you, did he?”You scowl, and grip the phone tighter in hand. “Isaac,” you warn.“It’s my job to worry about you. Let me worry,” he tells you.“Is Rowan okay?”There’s a pause. “She’s just fine,” he says. However, you can hear a tightness to his words. Probably not happy about the whole sneaking away to another plane on a merc job thing. “Do you have cash on you?” he asks.You lift up your chainmail, and see your intact wallet right where you left it. “One thing I didn’t lose,” you say.“All right. Just sit tight, we’ve got this fixed,” he says.“Awesome,” you reply.“See you in a little while. Home base over and out.”You smile. “Copy,” you say. You hang up. Well, that’s not too bad. You look back over at your chainmail, and realize the rest of your clothes are folded up nearby on the rocking chair, surprisingly mud free looking. Well how about that.>Find Roger.>Find Roger's mom.>Have a look outside.>Get ready for the day.>Have a closer look at some of the photographs on the wall.>Check out the garage space.>See if there’s a creepy cellar or something.>Go eat something.>>Be fancy and make breakfast in quantity. You’re not really a cook, but maybe it’d be a cool gesture.>Other (?)
>>39517877It'll probably involve butchering a caribou, fending off werewolves and reading washing labels.
>>39517949>Get ready for the day.>Go eat something.
>>39517949>Get ready for the day.>Go eat something.>Have a look outside.
>>39517949>Have a closer look at some of the photographs on the wall
>>39517949>Have a closer look at some of the photographs on the wall.>Go eat something.>Get ready for the day.
>>39517949>Have a closer look at some of the photographs on the wall.>Get ready for the day.>Go eat something.>Do Demon Yoga
>>39517949>>>Get ready for the day.>>Have a closer look at some of the photographs on the wall.
>>39517949>Get ready for the day.>Have a closer look at some of the photographs on the wall.>Be fancy and make breakfast in quantity. You’re not really a cook, but maybe it’d be a cool gesture.
>>39517949>Have a closer look at some of the photographs on the wall.>See if there’s a creepy cellar or something.Time to find the pile of gold they sleep on.
>>39517949>Have a closer look at some of the photographs on the wall.>Have a look outside.>Find Roger's mom.Lets have some more character introductions. She's a potential Landmaster as well and it doesn't hurt to pay our respects to the houseowner.
>>39517949>Snoop>>Have a closer look at some of the photographs on the wall.>>See if there’s a creepy cellar or something.>Go eat something.
>>39517949>Get ready for the day.>Have a closer look at some of the photographs on the wall.>Go eat something.We should look in the freezer, he specifically mentioned we can't have anything in it. Maybe it's full of corpses.
>>39517953I'm just surprised nobody has talked about husbandoing him yet like has been done with every other character. Guess he's too new.
>>39517949>Have a look outside.>Have a closer look at some of the photographs on the wall.>Find Roger's mom.>Be fancy and make breakfast in quantity. You’re not really a cook, but maybe it’d be a cool gesture.
>>39517949>Have a look outside.>Get ready for the day.then>Find Roger.
>>39518084he doesn't deserve Sierra and has been a bit creepy
>>39518084He's hardly said anything
>>39518084>husbandoing the weird canadian living in a cabin in the middle of nowhereThe only reason this hasn't turned into a bad 80s horror film is the fact that we're the real monster.
>>39518151>>39518084>>39518180>>39518210His mom is actually dead. He has been living with a corpse for years.
>>39518210>cabin in the middle of nowhereIt's a normal house in an upper middle class area in a city only barely smaller than San Francisco. Dude is a weird Canadian, though. I'll give you that.
>>39518236his mom is in the freezer..
>>39518238San Francisco has 800,000 ish people, Williams lake has 10,000, Its barely comparable.
I hate to burst your bubble, but Williams Lake has about 10k residents. San Fransisco has 830,000.
>>39518238It's a Canadian dwelling in a place that isn't Vancouver or Toronto. It's automatically a cabin in the middle of nowhere.
>>39518364Don't forget about igloos, anon.
So the Wendigo Dragon is hiding in the celler on his pile of gold with his dead mom cut up in the freezer, who by the way intends to get the two of us together. Detective /tg/ at work.Oah, and beavers are somehow involved.
>>39518238How the hell did you get upper middle class from the description of this house?
>>39518392you forgot da moose.
>>39518364>>39518391>>39518392I don't even understand what's going on anymore
>>39518392Clearly the beaversmiths build this house, and they scuttle around behind the walls performing the chores like washing our clothes.
>>39518414The Noblest of Steeds, after Polar Bears
>>39518238He never claimed to be a Landmaster, did he? Just "something like that". That shit needs to be investigated.
>>39518444He did admit that the landwell was his, and he owned the land from there to Vancouver.
>>39518444>“It’s complicated,” he says, “but yeah. My landwell.”Is what he actually said.
>>39518444We found a claimed landwell and he said it was his. Unless he's got landmasters in the freezer and has claimed them and thus the wells through transitive property, he's a landmaster.
>>39518481Things other than landmasters can claim landwells.Druids, for one. Like Borya.
>>39518481It could be his mom's and he got a power orb from it like we gave Ro. Or his mom told him it would be his when she died..His mother forgot to inform him that landmasters like her live forever
>"What are you doing with the freezer?">"Just making sure you don't have your mom or a enslaved landmaster in here. Tell the beavers they did a good job on the clothes."Sanity isn't that low guys. Stop this.
Well, first thing’s first. You grab your clothes and head to the bathroom to change. You hold up a bit to have a closer look at various photos on the wall. They all feature a woman and a younger Roger, who gets away with the bare minimum amount of smiling in every picture. Roger’s mom doesn’t look very much like her son, though they both kind of have the same nose. Otherwise, she’s got a more burnished skin tone. Maybe part Native American, judging by her dark hair and kind of stark features. Most pictures have her in sunglasses, though the ones that don’t reveal the wrinkles around her eyes.Huh. So maybe native American landmaster shenanigans. Maybe they’re SKINWALKERS.You’re too hungry to deal with revelations of that magnitude. You continue browsing the pictures as you inch toward the kitchen. There’s a few photos of Roger and his mom with another family, this one seemingly headed by a short, burly guy, a waif of a woman, and two teenaged girls. Cousins, maybe?You reach the end of the wall and find Captain Crunch in abundance. You go for milk, but only find weird milk-filled bags? The hell? Eventually, you figure it out, and down a couple bowls, all in relative quiet. Geeze, this place is dead. You check the clock – it’s like 7:30. Early, yeah, but still. Well, Roger did say he’d be up late. Could be still asleep.You glance back at the fridge, or more accurately, the freezer on the bottom. Okay, so who puts the freezer on the bottom? But more importantly, why was Roger so keen on you not eating anything in the freezer?
>>39518515Druids cannot claim landwells, thats why Borya did not own the first one we claimed
>>39518515No they can't. Borya even said that he -can't- claim a well, he just skims a bit of power off the top. Same with other things like Philo. They can't claim it, but they can try to scavenge power.
>>39518444I suppose he could be the designated guardian of this realm for the actual Landmaster. I guess it wouldn't be lying so much as misleading for him to call it his landwell in that case.
>>39518530With no witnesses in sight, you place your things in the sink, and stoop down to uncover whatever damning evidence is stowed beneath the bagged milk.You pull open the freezer drawer.It’s coffee. Like, ten bags of the stuff. There’s a couple different brands, but you’re not really a coffee drinker, so you don’t know if it’s the good stuff or not. Well, that’s kind of disappointing. Or is it just another clue?Reeber sticks his nose over your shoulder. Maybe you should let him out?>Pass time until somebody comes along.>Go find Roger.>Find Roger’s mom.>Let Reeber out.>Take Reeber out for a walk.>Snoop more, it's kinda fun sneaking around and prying into other people's secrets. (Where to?)>Other (?)
>>39518545>>Take Reeber out for a walk.>Snoop on the town
>>39518545>Take Reeber out for a walk.
>>39518545>Find Roger’s mom.
>>39518545>take Reeber for a walk>search for cluesLet's split up gang!
>>39518545>Pass time until somebody comes along.>Let Reeber out.>Take Reeber out for a walk.
>>39518545>Pass time until somebody comes along.>Let Reeber out
>>39518545>Let Reeber out.>Snoop more, it's kinda fun sneaking around and prying into other people's secrets. (Where to?)Check out the garage, see if there's a basement, check out the attic. Keep our ears and nose open for weirdness.
>>39518530>>39518545>bags of milk>60lbs of coffee in the freezerSomething is seriously wrong with these people.
>>39518545>Take Reeber out for a walk.R&R guys.let's bring that stress down and sanity up.
"I'm staying up late"And mountains of coffee. Maybe if he sleeps he looses his power. Sleep is his weakness.
>>39518628There in the middle of no where. You freeze coffee beans to keep them fresh and Canadians bag their milk.. because they're strange.
>>39518545People don't reveal horrible secrets by forbidding others to take it? And here I thought we'd went to the fairtale dimension. I mean, Canada? C'mon people.
>>39518654They're in the middle of nowhere* fuck I'm tired.
>>39518628In Canada milk comes in bags.And freezing coffee beans keeps them fresh.
>>39518653Maybe it's actually something completely different in disguise, because no one's going to bother to rifle through a bag of coffee beans.
>>39518545>Take Reeber out for a walk.>Snooping is bad
>>39518678The gold is in the coffee bags?
>>39518654>>39518671>CandiansLike I said. These people ain't right.
Guys what's so inportant about a bunch of coffee beans that is apparently important to the host? He told us no touchy, and doesn't look like anything wrong with it
>>39518671Funnily enough, You generally can't find bag milk north of Vancouver.
>>39518654>>39518671Bagged milk is actually rather rare in Western Canada. We usually use plastic jugs.
>>39518716He's Canadian. Beneath their usually polite demeanor lies a mind of scheming and trickery. We have to figure out what he's up to before he gets us first.
>>39518716Possibly an unfinished container in the kitchen?
>>39518716I just want him to be more exciting then he probably actually is. Guy's a bit strange anyway.
>>39518716The label is a lie, they're actually filled with gibbets of human flesh.
>>39518716Maybe his moms a fan of coffee and might be prissy if we eat it? Or you know she's dead and scrunched up tight behind the bags.
he might just have aspergers or something
>>39518716>The cocaine isn't the point, the cocaine is a metaphor!
>>39518822At least he hasn't offered us eggs yet.
Random Canadian factoids!90% of Canadians live within 100 miles of the US border!Canadians swear twice as much as Americans do!During WW2, Canadians took more land per soldier than any other single nation!The world "stormtrooper" was invented by the Germans during WW1 to describe Canadian soldiers!Hitler was so impressed by the fighting spirit of Canadian soldiers during WW1 that he ordered their memorial monument in France to be under round-the-clock guard to protect it from vandalism!The average Canadian penis is a half-inch longer than the average American penis!
>>39518843A metaphor for gold?
You lead Reeber to the front door for a walk. If you stay inside, you’ll probably wind up breaking something. You buckle up with Zelathis, though figure it’s okay not to carry around a coat of cold metal rings for five minutes. You open the door and are greeted with a snowy flurry, into which Reeber barks and disappears.You go to follow him, and realize you do not have shoes. Huh.You look around, and notice a pair of yellow galoshes by the entryway. Well. When in Canada, wear the Canadians’ shoes. You slip them on and trudge out after the hellhound.Despite the thick snow fall, it’s not really that cold. Meteorologically speaking, you guess it’s something to do with clouds and heat trapping and stuff? Whatever.You pick the course, and Reeber circles around you in a wide ring, sniffing everything and enjoying the snow. You come out around to the garage, wondering what they keep behind it. However, you discover the garage door is open, revealing a dude kicking back in a cheap pool chair, one of the ones with clear plastic stuff for the back and seat. The guy wears a white tank top, basketball shorts, an ugly hand knit beanie, and flip flops. He’s propped the chair up on its back legs, his legs up on a pile of cinderblocks. He’s got long, stringy hair, and bloodshot eyes – probably from the joint he’s smoking. Because it’s totally a joint, you can smell it from where you stand. “Hey there, fellow traveler,” he says in a lethargic tone, waving toward you in greeting.Reeber suddenly approaches him and shoves his nose into the dude’s face. “Take it easy man,” he says, trying to pull back from the hound. But the effort ends up putting him off balance, and he keels backward and falls to the ground. He curses and stands, brushing himself off.>Call off the hound(s)>Hey there, bud. How’s the journey?>Smells like you need to step off the grass.>Who are you supposed to be?>You don’t even want to know. Keep going.>Go help him right his chair. >Other (?)
>>39518918>Hey there, bud. How’s the journey?>Who are you supposed to be?>Go help him right his chair.
>>39518918>>Call off the hound(s)>Go help him right his chair.
>>39518918>Call off the hound(s)>Hey there, bud. How’s the journey?
>>39518918>Call off the hound(s)>Hey there, bud. How’s the journey?>Go help him right his chair.
>>39518918>Call off the hound(s)>Go help him right his chair. >Hey there, bud. How’s the journey?
>>39518918>Call off the hound(s)>Go help him right his chair. >Who are you supposed to be?
>>39518918>Call off the hound(s)>Go help him right his chair. Well, when in Canada, be polite and stuff, I guess.
>>39518918>Hey there, bud. How’s the journey?>Who are you suppose to be?
>>39518918>Call off the hound(s)>Hey there, bud. How’s the journey?>Go help him right his chair. >Other (?)"mind if i take a puff?"
>>39518988Sierra don't do drugs, mang.She hates prescriptions and looks down on street crap.
>>39518988>>39519013HERE WE GO AGAIN.
>>39519013>She hates prescriptions and looks down on street crap.she only looks down on the street drugs because there's often other stuffed mixed in it, this is Canada, they have good weed that i highly doubt is spiked with anything
>>39518862>Canadians swear twice as much as Americans do!Why are you such a liar, eh?
>>39519013You need to do better. Try this;>>39518988We dont want to get addicted. Drugs are dangerous m8. Who knows what it's cut with.
>>39519070>Who knows what it's cut with.in Canada they don't spike the cannabis and even in other places it's unusual>addicted>
>>39518918>Call off the hound(s)>Who are you supposed to be?>Other (?)see if you can't get some of what he's having
All you have to ask is "WWRD - What would Rowan do?", then the answer is clear.
>>39519119she'd hit that shit like donkey kong
Is it normal for people who live around snow to go out in shorts and flip flops to smoke? Because I think this guy might be another one of the weardo crew.
>>39518918>Hey there, bud. How’s the journey?>Go help him right his chair.
>>39519145It depends on how warm it is at the time, snow is irrelevant
>>39519145i've done it several times
>>39518918>>Call off the hound(s)>>Hey there, bud. How’s the journey?
>>39519145My Ohioan cousins would go out in basketball shorts to shoot hoops during the middle of night at Big Bear, California (the snowy mountain resort.) Apparently, they're lightweights compared to true Canadians. I can see normal people doing it.
>>39519197Big Bear has some crazy people. Can confirm, I live in the Inland Empire and go to Big Bear after a storm in the winter.
>>39519145Hey, sometimes you just need to chill.
>>39519145>>39519197Ohioan here. I don't personally do this shit, I have friends who would go out in shorts during snowfall. Not THAT rare, honestly.
>>39519145It's only mildly remarkable. It's not exactly normal, but it's not really unbelievable either.
>>39519249They are secretly yeti infiltrators.
So we do drugs now yes?
>>39519283Stop it, you
>>39518918I'm good with any of these, I just want to veto any drug use.Seriously, that's super OOC.
>>39519283Normally I wouldn't give a fuck either way (we did sell) but there is a chance these guys cannibal cultists or some shit.
You let out a sharp whistle, and Reeber backs off from the dude and goes back to his snow exploration. “Hey there, slugger,” you say, smirking to yourself. “How’s the journey?”“Smooth as glass, Ayden, smooth as glass,” he says, still focused on getting the snow off his backside.“Yeah, I’m not Ayden,” you say. You walk over toward the guy, and enter the garage space to set his chair back upright. “Thanks,” he says, noticing your assistance out the corner of his eye. When he turns to look fully at you though, his expression registers surprise. “Woah. I totally thought you were somebody else, man,” he says, a slow look of awe spreading over his face. “Yeah. That’s what I said, just like, two seconds ago,” you say.He reaches out as if to touch you, but you easily step out of his reach. “Surreal.”You glance back in the garage. There’s a hammock rigged up between two shelving units, a pretty respectable set of drums, and some sound equipment. Besides that there’s a workbench and a whole mess of tools around.“Who are you supposed to be?” you ask.The dude takes up position once more in his beach chair. “Man, I’m not supposed to be anyone. You can be anyone you want to be. Don’t let anyone get you down.”You chuckle. “I mean, who are you, specifically?”“Oh, I’m Nemo. You can call me Nee if you want, but you don’t have to,” he says, taking another puff on his joint. “Pretty much everyone calls me Nemo, so you can call me that too.”You survey the garage again. “You live here?” Nemo looks normal enough, but you guess he could always be wearing a glamor.
>>39519283No. It's out of character, especially now, doesn't fit in context, and you're trolling anyway. Here's your reply.
>>39519292>Seriously, that's super OOC.not really, she hung out with bloods all the time and they smoke so it would be normal if she tries it once, it's only cannabis
>>39519308“You know it, little lady. Nasnan’s a beast. I owe her about a hundred bucks though, don’t remind her,” he says with a lazy laugh. He looks back at you, with slightly more discernment than previously. “You look familiar. Have I seen you before?” he asks, vaguely suspicious.You don’t think it’d be hard to convince him you’re whoever you want to be.>I’m one of Roger’s friends. Just moved to Canada.>C’mon, you know this one. We’ve met like, five times. I’m Sierra. Remember?>It’s me, Ayden. I was just messing with you.>Haven’t met before, I’m just staying the night.>Who the heck’s Ayden? >Nasnan? That Roger's mom?>So, what's the deal with Roger? He bigfoot or something?>Ask questions (?)>Other (?)
>>39519335>C’mon, you know this one. We’ve met like, five times. I’m Sierra. Remember?
>>39519335>Haven’t met before, I’m just staying the night.>Who the heck’s Ayden?>Nasnan? That Roger's mom?>So, what's the deal with Roger? He bigfoot or something?BIGFUT
>>39519335>more snooping>So, what's the deal with Roger? He bigfoot or something?
>>39519335>Haven’t met before, I’m just staying the night.>So, what's the deal with Roger? He bigfoot or something?
>>39519335>Nasnan? That Roger's mom?>So, what's the deal with Roger? He bigfoot or something?
>>39519335>Haven’t met before, I’m just staying the night.>Nasnan? That Roger's mom?>So, what's the deal with Roger? He bigfoot or something?>Why are you wearing shorts
>>39519335>Haven’t met before, I’m just staying the night.>So, what's the deal with Roger? He bigfoot or something?When in Canada, be nice.
>>39519308you don't actually believe this is what a "stoner" is like right?
>>39519335>Haven’t met before, I’m just staying the night.>Who the heck’s Ayden? >Nasnan? That Roger's mom?
Stoners vs straightedge is more obnoxious than /u/ vs anti/u/ ever was.
>>39519335>C’mon, you know this one. We’ve met like, five times. I’m Sierra. Remember?>Nasnan? That Roger's mom?>So, what's the deal with Roger? He bigfoot or something?>Aren't you cold?
>>39519335>Haven’t met before, I’m just staying the night.>Who the heck’s Ayden? >Nasnan? That Roger's mom?>So, what's the deal with Roger? He bigfoot or something?
>>39519373Maybe he's blazing something stronger. At least the dude fits the stereotype usually seen in movies and the like.
>>39519381>incoming /u/ boat detected>fire missile?>Y>N
>>39519335>>I’m one of Roger’s friends. Just moved to Canada.>Haven’t met before, I’m just staying the night.Be intentionally vague, and accidentally imply we banged Roger.
>>39519404>movies>accurate, everPick one.
>>39519335>Haven’t met before, I’m just staying the night.>Who the heck’s Ayden?>So, what's the deal with Roger? He bigfoot or something? >Ask questions (?)Why are there bags of milk? Where's a good place nearby to take Reeber for a run? Introduce him to Reeber while we're at it. Also, try to gauge his HP and PP, see if there are any unusual smells, other than pot, on him.
>>39519335>Haven’t met before, I’m just staying the night.>Nasnan? That Roger's mom?
>>39519335>Who the heck’s Ayden?>Nasnan? That Roger's mom?>So, what's the deal with Roger? He bigfoot or something?>>39519373In my experience they're the guys who can't get their shit together to play rock band and end up watching the ceiling fan while you rock out on the drums solo.
>>39519429>In my experience they're the guys who can't get their shit together to play rock band and end up watching the ceiling fan while you rock out on the drums solo.My dealer is giving me the cheep shit then.
>>39519420>stoners getting mad about a depiction in a collective story on a chinese imageboard
>>39519420Well yeah, I guess. I've never met anyone who used drugs except tobacco.
>>39519404>Maybe he's blazing something strongeri have smoked until i couldn't see anything and had to rely on hearing to follow my friends but i have never mistaken a person for someone else and neither has anyone i've ever heard ofmovies and reality are two very different things
>>39519373You don't actually believe that this brand of stoner is totally fiction right? I've met a couple guys like this.
>>39519438I guess? That or they're light weights? I didn't partake.
>>39519335>C’mon, you know this one. We’ve met like, five times. I’m Sierra. Remember?>So, what's the deal with Roger? He bigfoot or something?
>>39519465Or maybe he's just an idiot and the pot isn't exactly helping. I've mixed up people before while completely sober. Quite a lot. Known a few others who do it too.
>>39519424>Why are there bags of milk?I think it's a country thing? Like how we here in ye olde colde Finland use a carton container for milk while (at least) UK uses plastic. Do Canadians use milk bags?
>>39519512Yeah, Canada uses bags.
>>39519486Eh, its exaggerated pretty heavily by both sides. It is neither a wonder drug or something that will damn you to giving cheep blowjobs in the sewers.It feels kinda good, you probably won't get anything done, eat too much taco bell and watch some dumb shows.
>>39519475it's a negative stereotype, sure they exist but they aren't a majority, they are just the ones that stand out>>39519429never met someone like that but it might be because i live in Sweden and here you have to be able to keep your shit together and be smart to not get caught and fucked by the unjust laws and branded a drug addict>>39519495same as the reply above^
>>39519419>and accidentally imply we banged Roger.
>>39519532>neither a wonder drugif you did some research you'd realize the amount of medical applications and lack of serious side effects kind of make it a wonder drug, drug as in medicine
>>39519419Seconding this, only do it because Sierra is daft and is bad at this shit.
>>39519531Ontario uses bags. Western Canada uses cartons like a civilized nation.I will at some point be so happy if we can "accidentally" Toronto.
>People bring up drugs.
>>39519609What can I say? Rockband came out in.. 07 so they were probably... 13-14? Maybe they just couldn't hold it well?>>39519532Yeah I'm aware. Most of them grew up just fine. I mean one is a meth head now but that's less to do with the pot and more to do with the family situation.
>>39519609>same as the reply above^That makes absolutely no sense as a reply to what I said. Or are you trying to claim that Sweden will fuck a person up if they just seem a bit dim even if they don't use?
>>39519648I like to try and keep it in character. We can't always be lucky and have someone who's schizophrenic and prone to terrible choices like in HQR or MGNQ.
>>39519646I mean it isn't going to open up a whole new world or anything, you just notice a lot of music was made for potheads.
>>39519609Bullshit, I've been to Sweden and Finland. Stoners there are even worse, since most people are focused on drinking themselves into an early grave. Shit weed, and it's mostly the guys on assured income sitting at home doing shit fuck all but smoking cigarettes, weed, and drinking tea while complaining that they can't get a job because of the economy and insisting that their alternative to military service was just as valid because they helped their shitrat friends get apartments.Your stoners are THE WORST.
>>39519685Accidentally implying awkwardness isn't out of character.
>>39519741The fuck does that mean? Cause it looks like robots pissing on a fire.
>>39519685It's funny that you say that seeing as how Sierra is literally schizophrenic. Functional and a whole hell of a lot less flipfloppy lolrandumb, but she's textbook schizo.
>>39519731That's why I said to accidentally imply it, instead of intentionally. I think it's the sort of thing that would make Sierra get all flustered. Which is one of the things she does best.>>39519793Is it still Schizophrenic if the voices are real?
>>39519793Not to mention in thread #1 Languid literally says Sierra thinks to herself in "a multitude of chaotic voices".
>>39519854Well if you're schizophrenic you can't tell that the voices aren't real so what's the difference?
>>39519672>13-14no wonder, smoking at that age is pretty retarded, know a couple of kids who did it and then some of them went on to spice, fake acid and amphetamine>>39519676ah sorry, i only read the first part(been awake 20-30ish hours) i meant it as stupid stoners get caught and i don't think you'd mistake someone for the person you're living with/at>>39519692>open up a whole new worldyeah, acid can do that tho. and the experience is probably different for different people>>39519723i don't know what kind of social circles you were in but they sure as hell aren't the same as mine, the ones that i smoked with were mostly people looking to have a good time, criminals and thrill seekers but what most of them had in common was that they smoked too much, you've been to Sweden, i've lived here all my life
>>39519609>it's a negative stereotypeSo what? It's just one character, not Languid's fucking manifesto on substance use.
>>39519854>Is it still Schizophrenic if the voices are real?Nope. Thing is, though, that only some of the voices Sierra hears are real. And the hallucinations are only half of it. She gets weird delusional thoughts, like when she started to actually believe the soccer team was a bunch of snakes wearing skinsuits.
>>39519857It's a joke about quests, Chaotic Voice #39519857.
“Oh c’mon, you know this one, we’ve met like, five times,” you say, goading. It takes effort, but you keep yourself from smiling too much. (-3 Stress: 21)“Oh man, I’m bad with names,” says Nemo, squinting at you. “Wait. I got it. Starts with an E.”“An S,” you correct.“An S, and ends with an E,” he says.“Yeah! I’m Sierra, remember?”He groans and shakes his head. “I’m totally spacing. This happens literally all the time, nothing personal.”“Nah, I’m just messing. You’ve never seen me before. Just met him last night, wound up sleeping over, you know how it goes.”He laughs. “Hey! We’ve got a live one here,” he says, grinning broadly. “So how was it? Big night with the Big R?” He winks. “Did he get all...” he makes a weird wiggly fingers motion. “You know what I mean?” he says with another couple of winks.“Uh. Not that kind of spending the night,” you say, folding your arms self-consciously. (+1 Stress: 22)“All’s fair in love and war,” replies Nemo, though you’re not sure how that applies to the conversation at hand. “So uh. So Nasnan,” you say, trying to banish Nemo’s wiggly fingers from mind (+1 Stress: 23), “that Roger’s mom?”“Oh yeah. Hard lady. Never lets me off the hook, I can promise you that,” he tells you. “And what about Roger?” you ask. “He like, bigfoot or something? Like. A dragon? He’s a landmaster, yeah?”“Oh you betchya,” he says. “He’s got wells for days.”
>>39519924“But is he like, totally mortal?”“Well, let’s say he’s not totally not mortal and leave it at that,” says Nemo. “Not totally not mortal as in part...?”Nemo’s smile fades. “Think if you were in his shoes, you wouldn’t want me gabbing about that kind of thing,” he says. “I mean, not that you aren’t already.”You feel a kind of chill in your stomach that has nothing to do with the snow. Does this guy know what you are?>Yeah, heh. Definitely wouldn’t want that.>You can see through glamors?>Who’s this Ayden person? Some friend?>So are you friends with Roger or what?>Nice shorts, by the way. Kind of cold, though.>What about you? If you were in your shoes, would you tell me if you were not totally mortal?>You play? (Motion to instruments)>Well, I guess see you later. I got a dog to walk and all that.>Talk about other stuff (?)>Other (?)
>>39519904I realize that it was a joke, but it still makes it cannon that we're more or less a little insane.
>>39519942>>Yeah, heh. Definitely wouldn’t want that.>>You can see through glamors?>>Who’s this Ayden person? Some friend?>>So are you friends with Roger or what?>>Nice shorts, by the way. Kind of cold, though.>>What about you? If you were in your shoes, would you tell me if you were not totally mortal?>>You play? (Motion to instruments)
>>39519942>You play? (Motion to instruments)
>>39519886When was the snake-people thing?I believe you, but I can't find it in the archives.
>>39519942>Does this guy know what you are?No, he noticed that we are literally wearing Roger's shoes.
>>39519942>>>Nice shorts, by the way. Kind of cold, though.
>>39519942>Yeah, heh. Definitely wouldn’t want that.>So are you friends with Roger or what?>You play? (Motion to instruments)
>>39519883>not Languid's fucking manifesto on substance use.it is until he introduces a third one, so far we have this stoner and Sierras negro gangster friends in the beginning
>>39519942>So are you friends with Roger or what?>Nice shorts, by the way. Kind of cold, though.Suspicious.
>>39519988Early threads just before we fell in the pool, trying to find the notebook
>>39519988When they stole Moriah's sketchbook. Back a while ago, when highschool stuff was still relevant.
>>39519942>Hah, yeah, didn't want to go out barefoot.>Well, I guess see you later. I got a dog to walk and all that.
>not asking if he can see through glamours
>>39519942Probably because we're wearing his shoes.
>>39519988It was right before we fell in the pool. Thread 26 part two.
>>39519942>Who’s this Ayden person? Some friend?>So are you friends with Roger or what? >What about you? If you were in your shoes, would you tell me if you were not totally mortal?>You play? (Motion to instruments)
>>39519942>What about you? If you were in your shoes, would you tell me if you were not totally mortal?>Well, I guess see you later. I got a dog to walk and all that.
>>39519942>>Yeah, heh. Definitely wouldn’t want that.>>You can see through glamors?>>Who’s this Ayden person? Some friend?>Nice shorts, by the way. Kind of cold, though.>What about you? If you were in your shoes, would you tell me if you were not totally mortal?
>>39519942>Look down at the boots we appropriated from RogerIt was a clever ruse, Lawngod.
>>39519942>You play? (Motion to instruments)>>Nice shorts, by the way. Kind of cold, though.
>>39520059Not clever enough, it seems.
>>39520059how did we not notice that
>>39520011>>39520016Ah. Thankyes, thankyes.
>>39520099>>39520059>>39520097What? What didn't we notice? What did you guys notice?
>>39520132>“Think if you were in his shoes, you wouldn’t want me gabbing about that kind of thing,” he says. “I mean, not that you aren’t already.”>we're currently wearing a pair of his shoes
>>39519866>criminals and thrill seekers but what most of them had in common was that they smoked too much, you've been to Sweden, i've lived here all my lifeI first of all think that these people aren't the paragons of capability and productivity you might think them to be, and the fact that you've lived in Sweden your whole life is probably the reason why.
>>39520132We're actually wearing Roger's boots.
>>39520059>>39520083Totally got me.
>>39520083Maybe roll our presence of mind to have Sierra actually recognize that?Sorry
>>39519942>>You can see through glamors?"What do you think? Totally bitching look, huh. Do you know how I can get wings?"We gotta focus!>What about you? If you were in your shoes, would you tell me if you were not totally mortal?"Honestly, all this stuff just kind of started happening to me recently and I'm just kind of getting a handle on it."Nemo seems chill. He might shoot straight with us on some stuff.
Rolled 87 (1d100)>>39520162Rolling.
>>39520226Well, can we use >>39520191then? Might as well see if the wise stoner knows how to get wings. Like the dude from Cabin in the Woods.
>>39520083Hey random thought. I know we gave Ro power from the landwell or whatever. Could we give power to mom? I mean if I remember correctly she's the only one in the bunch that isn't immortal.
Rolled 62 (1d100)>>39520162
>>39520248None of the Hallows are immortal. Demonbane live a long time, and angels live even longer, but they die eventually. People seem to forget they die of old age because they usually get themselves killed by violence before they ever get old.
>>39520248Mom's dead.THE IMPERIATE IS DEAD! LONG LIVE THE IMPERIATE!But we should totally look into boosting Cassandra, yeah.
>>39520267Didn't Harvey call dibs?
>>39520248If we got another landwell that hand a transferable boon as part of it.
>>39520248For my next trick, I will reveal that granting your landmaster power to someone is the equivalent of a marriage proposal, being the purest expression of love and trust there is among their kind.
>>39520267Really? I was going to suggest Ranthix
>>39520248We'd first have to get another 'give away' power boost, or take Ro's away. And she'd have to consent, of course. Plus it might not do anything for her, considering she's pure human, so there's no supernatural element to boost.
>>39520248Sierra should have the crippling realization that, that sweet woman is going to die long before her.Preferably when she comes to pick her up to take her home.>>39520293We already did it for Ro. No biggy when it's people you care about.
>>39520152>these people aren't the paragons of capability and productivitynever said or claimed they were, nothing i said has been about productivity but it takes intelligence and vigilance to not get caught when you're out in the streets instead of in an apartment smoking which the ones you had contact with weren't, i think you completely fucking misunderstood what i was sayingjust because the ones you were in contact with were like that does not mean all are like that, you just experienced one part
>>39520267>Not wanting Moriah to be Sorceress Supreme.My goodness, how plebeian.
>>39520296>RanthixIf you think he doesn't shut up about the IMPERIATE! now wait untill he gets a blessing of power from her
>>39520248If we got another boon we could give it to her. I imagine we can shuffle our current boon around, though we might need Ro present. I imagine if we kept one permanently on her it would help with aging, but it's not where I'd prioritize giving a boon to.I kind of want to give Reeber the next one, see how it works out. The nice thing about Reeber is he isn't going to really be sad if we put it in someone else later, he's a good dog.
>>39520266Cass is the most mortal of them though. We're probably going to live enough to bury Rowan's grandkids in hundred fifty years or so - Cass is only going to be around for another 20 or 30 years.She's in her forties isn't she?
Reeber nudges your leg, and you look down, noticing your stolen yellow boots.Wait. Nemo doesn’t know who you are, he actually literally means the fact you’re in Roger’s shoes. Sometimes you just plain overreact to stuff. (-2 Stress: 21)“Yeah, I get what you mean,” you say, neutrally. You glance back at the drum set in the garage. “You play?”He cranes his neck to look back at the musical stuff. “That? Naw. The guys used to have this band thing going. It was pretty real for a while.”“Why’d they stop?”“You know what happens to bands,” says Nemo, a kind of bittersweet feeling coming from him.You’re not sure if you do, but whatever. “So you Roger’s friend or something like that?”“No doubt,” he says. “I’m the big eye in the sky, you know, like, his spiritual mentor guru. But the wisdom flows in both directions, you know?”“That’s cool,” you say. You look over the dude. You’re not sure of how much of him is the drugs and how much is just him being a weirdo, but either way there’s probably something magic going on here. “Nice shorts, by the way,” you say. “Kind of cold out, though.”“Cold can’t keep you down if you keep a fire going in here,” Nemo says, patting his chest. That’s a hint if you ever heard one. “So...” you say slowly. “It’s not him that’s the dragon, it’s you that’s the dragon?”Nemo laughs. “Well, I’m not the type of guy who goes around telling people he’s a dragon, you know?” he says, hintingly. “But yeah, I’m a dragon.”>Say stuff (?)>Other (?)
>>39520326He did, but's he's not fighting with us all the time, so I'd question how usful that would be.
>>39520248Who gives a fuck about her? I want wings.
>>39520338>Other (?)Take a real good look at him with magic senses
>>39520343>Say stuff (?)that's awesome
>>39520343Tell me how to get wings faggot.
>>39520343wait wat?That was outta nowhere Languid
>>39520343>So wheres your hoard of gold then?
>>39520343>Other (?)Feel immense dissapointment
>>39520343>Say stuff (?)an you see through my glamours?added to>>39520371
>>39520343>Say stuff (?)"Did you know that unicorns are real?"
>>39520343>Say stuff (Huh. Cool.)
>>39520343>But yeah, I’m a dragon.I am literally letting out confused chuckles in the middle of my class
>>39520343>Look at his stats
>>39520343>Other: I thought a dragon would be taller.>Can you do dragon trick?
>>39520343>be hyped - this guy might be a dragon.Does he have any wisdom to give us?
>>39520343>>Other (?)ask if he'd agree to show you his if you showed him yoursdidn't Sierra kind of freaked out in a good way when she heard dragons were real? we should react in character
>>39520411Stoats are cute as shit.
>>39520343>>Other (?)realize how awesome it is that you've met both a dragon and unicorn within a couple of days of each other. ask about if he can see through our glamours
>>39520343>Other (?)Take a real good look at him with magic senses, and check if our nose or ears notice anything.>Say stuff (?)"If you're a dragon, then I'd be some badass wandering ninja lady who you'd bestow wisdom on.">Ask him to show off a dragon trick in exchange for us showing off something.
>>39520343>>Other (?)If I feed you granola bars will you grant me a wish?
>>39520306Your first point is fair enough, but the comparison also stands that the ones you met aren't representative of the whole either.
>>39520448fucking god samned shit thay are, but touch one and prepare to get bodied by an animal 1/80th your weight with the killing instincts of a ravenous man eating tigershark-tiger made out of chef's knives.
>>39520343So, uh, I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours (drop glamour)
>>39519924What was Sierra's sisters name again?
>>39520343>Can ya breathe fire? I can sorta do a Ghost Rider thing.
>>39520526>Dat accidential innuedo
>>39520546Demon name. Figure him seeing us before could be him seeing her before.
>>39520541Nevada. Or did you want the demon name? I can't remember that one but it started with an N. Nadias? Nadalus? Something like that.
>>39520343So, are you this chill because you're Canadian, because you're blazing, or because you're a Dragon?Also, be super glad you didn't try to jack the landwell.Let him also know that you're calling in some friends who are, um, Demonbane to come in and pick you up and if you were supposed to check that sort of thing with him first. Admit you're not sure of the etiquitte here.
>>39520544Yeah no, dont think the deviants on /tg/ are going to be missing the joke there. Propably completely intended.
>>39520541Nothing that could be inferred from that this guy just said. Nevada - Demonic name Nydalis.
>>39520343Pet a unicorn, get a landwell, fight a giant robot, accidentally into Canada, meet a chillax dragon.Fun weekend.
>>39520573“You look familiar. Have I seen you before?”Couldn't hurt to ask.
>>39520555I was already super glad. A ride, a shower and warm bed seemed liked a better deal than a landwell and a fight to me.
>>39520595But didn't asian lady straight up say she dead?
>>39520604She said we'd never meet her again.
>>39520604I dont believe her !
>>39520609Well she's a bitch. That's a terrible thing to say.
>>39520581Well duh.>captcha:hodayIt sure is...
>>39520604>>39520609Wasn't that 'bout dad?
>>39520604No>>39520609Pretty sure that wasn't said either.
>>39520609I thought that was our dad>>39520343>>39520400Supporting this, this guy could just be yanking our chain about the whole dragon thing given how blazed he is, so let's sidle in sideways here.
>>39520604>>39520609>>39520616>>39520617>>39520632Our dad we will never meet again by her words.Our sister and us are like a river that diverged into two implying we will not meet again
>>39520343Ask about Nevada!>>39520647Rivers can meet again and shit. That's probably a thing. Like.. at lakes or seas or some shit.
>>39520647We can dig canals in between rivers!
>>39520656It's a thing.
>>39520604 More or less. We are a pretty magical critter though- I don't really doubt us having the ability to bring her back somehow. It isn't like Sierra wouldn't want it badly enough,
>>39520647See >>39520663Says it's a thing
>>39520656All rivers end up at a sea someday, and seas as far as I know, connected.
>>39520663>>39520671>>39520674It wouldn't be the first time a bullshit mystical metaphor didn't hold up to reality
>>39520684Hnggh that's creepy hot
>>39520684If that's what baron saw when he pussed out he's a goddamn faggot.
>>39520684I only meant that Sierra was fairly magically powerful,
>>39520674Here it is.> “Twin paths, starting so similarly, are so different yet – split asunder under moon light, one given dark road of tale untold, other great rest one thousand fold unknown. Close to heart and name cherished for all steps till trial of separation she ends in death.”
>>39520712Baron saw what looks like a particularly corpsey vampire with Xenomorph parts stuck to it, tentacles made out of living darkness, and bigass horns.Yeah, he's a faggot
>>39520746I'm pretty sure half of those things are my fetish.
>>39520746Sierra doesn't even have that creepy ear to ear grin. I think she only has some fangs.
>>39520758And if we're going by the OP image then Sierra is cute as shit.
>>39520744Nevada confirmed for being in cryogenic sleep
>>39520746We didn't do the corpse look thing, that's an active power yo. So, just a jaggedy vampire with tentacles of living darkness and bigass horns. All of my fetish.Also, he could have handled it better. I mean, we WERE still his friend and possible love interest. Instead he freaked out about our looks after gargling Ro's angelic aura like it was the cock of god himself jizzing in his soul.
>>39520744>till trial of separation she ends in death.Well that was completely not foreboding.>>39520787Kek>>39520771She does have that humanesque look left on the op image...
>>39520787Here's hoping. If Sierra suddenly got Nev back - those feels man. I'd be 110% on board with that plot twist.
>>39520771>>39520809There are pics in the pastebin, ya dinguses.
>>39520803You may want to reread that part. He was freaked out by Ro before he even saw you.
>>39520803I recall him freaking mildly when Rowan unveiled herself. Which is dumb because she's supposed to be the opposite of scary.
>>39520803>We didn't do the corpse look thing, that's an active power yo.It's an actively toggled power, there's a difference from what I think you're trying to say. And it's part of our demon appearance which we turn on when we decide to stop looking human.
>>39520803>after gargling Ro's angelic aura like it was the cock of god himself jizzing in his soul.Good lord that's funny
>>39520835MY HEADCANNON IS SHOOTING THAT IDEA DOWN.He was just trying to hide his sudden boner. Like when your sister wears booty shorts and you come home and see her from behind leaning over the table.
>>39520318>Reeber for power-upI would be okay with this. Especially since he is probably going to die saving us at some point, which will be an auto-rage. Like, so much auto-rage.
“What?” you say, not sure if you heard correctly.“You said it. Dragon central, population dragon, city limits,” he says, making a vaguely circular gesture around himself.“Huh. Rad,” you say. You’re kind of too stunned to feel anything. You thought you’d be more excited for your first dragon.“Woah. You totally got this thousand yard stare going on,” says Nemo.“Huh?”He squints at you. “What?” Dragon. Dragons. In front of you is a dragon. “Cool,” you say. Because it is. Because the world is made of magic. Sweet mercy. What should you do? You don’t have any granola bars, do you get another wish somehow? Oh geeze. Oh man. You feel all shakey. (-10 Stress: 11)“You look like you need this more than I do,” Nemo says, offering you his joint.You look him up and down, but see no traces of magic, no hint of something otherworldly. As far as you can tell, he’s just some random dude who lives in a garage. “Wait wait. Uh. If you’re a dragon, where’s your horde?” you ask. “Dragons have hordes, right?”“Oh yeah, you betchya,” says Nemo. “Check this out.” He gets up, flip flops over into the garage, and comes back hefting a huge box. He sets it down next to his chair, and pulls out a red lacquer plate, inlaid with zigzagging yellow patterns. “This is literally the best. Just look at the craftsmanship,” he says, handing it to you. The plate’s a little heavier than you thought it would be, and indeed seems to have some degree of craftsmanship. Glancing over at the box, you can see a multitude of other plates, all stacked up one on top of the other.“Snapped up ‘Red Lightning’ here for like, five bucks on a road trip to Quebec. It’d sell for like, at least ten times that, but you don’t let a plate like that go when you see it,” he says. “Good times, man.”Okay, so the hoard is good, but it’s not really definitive proof. What if this guy’s just blazed and messing with you? You hand his plate back. “That’s really something,” you say.
>>39520899Bitch what? No-one is going to ever hurt our big-ass furbaby.
>>39520918“If you liked that, you’re going to love this,” says Nemo, putting the plate back and rummaging for another.You decide to avoid going through Nemo’s hundred plate strong collection. “You know, it’s funny – just a couple days ago I ran into a unicorn for the first time. You know. A real unicorn. You know unicorns are real?”“Seriously?” he asks, amazed. He makes an explosion sound, popping his hands by his head. “Mind blown, man.”“Yeah. Got a wish and everything.”“Woah. Just goes to show, man,” he says, shaking his head in amazement. “What’d you wish for? I’d wish for like, invisibility or something for sure.”You’ve never thought about unicorns giving wishes to dragons, but you can’t see why not. Otherwise it’d be racist. “Wait. Do you have any dragon wisdom to impart? I mean, I’m all about that kind of crap,” you say. “First time meeting a dragon and all that, you know.”“Oh man. I’m totally blanking right now,” says Nemo, squeezing his eyes shut and leaning back in his pool chair. “I don’t know, you can’t force wisdom, you know? It kind of has to just come along in the flow.”That’s wisdom if you ever heard it. “That counts, don’t sweat it,” you say, grinning like a loon. (-4 Stress: 7)
>>39520930>(-4 Stress: 7)Goddamnit we are getting high second hand
>>39520930But even if he’s jumping through all the gauntlets of dragondom, you still would rather have definitive proof. Can you ask him to drop his glamor so you can see a fucking dragon? No, that’s probably rude, maybe? You come up with an alternative. “Do a dragon trick,” you say. “You know, something only a dragon could do.”“Uh. Like, turning into a dragon?” he asks.“I mean, not if you don’t want to,” you say quickly. “I mean – I’ll do a trick too. If you do something cool, I’ll do something cool,” you say.Nemo considers this offer with a self-important expression. “What sort of trick are you talking about?” he asks. “Turning into a dragon is a pretty big trick.”>The trick (?)>Okay, maybe not a trick, but it’d be really cool if you could turn into a dragon anyway.>Pfft. You probably aren't even a dragon anyway.>Nah, it's cool. You're not a conjurer of cheap tricks, I get it.>Sorry, you don't have to drop your glamor or whatever if you don't feel like it. I was just kind of excited.>Other (?)
>>39520930Ask him if he's big enough to give you a ride when he changes form!Tell him that if we ever met a dragon, that would be our wish. Unless he can give you wings. Why didn't we wish for wings from the Unicorn!!!!
>>39520944>>Sorry, you don't have to drop your glamor or whatever if you don't feel like it. I was just kind of excited.
>>39520944>[OH SHIT OH SHIT BE COOL]>Sorry, you don't have to drop your glamor or whatever if you don't feel like it. I was just kind of excited.
>>39520944>>Okay, maybe not a trick, but it’d be really cool if you could turn into a dragon anyway.I want to see a motherfucking dragon
>>39520944>>Nah, it's cool. You're not a conjurer of cheap tricks, I get it.
>>39520944>Nah, it's cool. You're not a conjurer of cheap tricks, I get it.>Sorry, you don't have to drop your glamor or whatever if you don't feel like it. I was just kind of excited.
>>39520944>The trick: Do a double jump but carefully! don't want to smash ourselves to the ground again.
>>39520944>Nah, it's cool. You're not a conjurer of cheap tricks, I get it.
>>39520944>Pfft. You probably aren't even a dragon anyway.
>>39520944DO A SWORD DANCE with your knife if he'll provide the music, while slowly stripping your glamour and starting to incorporate your shadow skills into the act.Dude lives forever and his horde is collectible plates. Dragons will love this shit, probably more than any attempt at a display of power.> Damn I'm Good Tier: unarmed fighting, knife play, dance dueling, artistic creativityWe got this. It's like . . . a power-strip-tease thing. Come on, who gets the chance to do this for a dragon?Also, since he'll get to jam with us, he'll like us more.
> “I mean – I’ll do a trick too. If you do something cool, I’ll do something cool,” you say.Never make a deal with a dragon!I love this, though, a hoard of dishes is fantastic.>>39520944>Nah, it's cool. You're not a conjurer of cheap tricks, I get it.
>>39520930So many people vote so quick, can we get in if anybody wants to do this? >>39520986Look at all that "Damn I'm good" tier! We can do knife juggling and such and start warping around, I feel like it might be worth it to impress a DRAGON!
>>39520986>>39520944I'll back showing off the "damn I'm good tier stuff."
>>39520944>Sorry, you don't have to drop your glamor or whatever if you don't feel like it. I was just kind of excited.>show him what we look like
>>39520977Oh man, that one was actually unintentional. But, uh, yeah. Those have all been me. including >>39520986
>>39520944>Well I don't mean to brag, but I'm really good with shadow puppets>Like really good.
>>39520944>>39520986this+ dropping our glamour
>>39520973>>39520986How bout we do a sword dance with a knife while using Step of the Aether? Like,we finish our dance by throwing the knife only by having it hit mid-air and stay there for a while.
Isn't today a school day?
>>39520986We could offer to do this for him anyways, saying that he doesn't have to show off for us but if he wants to see something cool then he can pick a tune.He'd probably think it's cute, like when your little cousins put on a play.But this IS a chance to use the skills we've been practicing without getting a bunch of stage fright, while we're at super low stress and feeling good.
>>39521014Are you stoned?Do not drop glammer. We don't even know if he actually fucking is a dragon and demon form is fucking terrifying.
>>39520944>>Nah, it's cool. You're not a conjurer of cheap tricks, I get it."'Sides, this is starting to sound too much like 'I'll show you mine if you show me yours'".
>>39521018it is, it starts in 35min
>>39520986>StripteasePlease no.This would be a suitable alternative: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fI-2VZoxYnQ
>>39521037This one, guys.No need to go all escalating and shit. Especially as we don't know if he's just stoned or fo real.
>>39520944>Sorry, you don't have to drop your glamor or whatever if you don't feel like it. I was just kind of excited.
>>39520944>Ever seen someone walk through walls?
>>39520944>Tfw when no, he's not a dragon, he's just a fucking stoner.
>>39520944>Sorry, you don't have to drop your glamor or whatever if you don't feel like it. I was just kind of excited.but if you do i'll drop mine as well
As much as I'd love to write this out, I actually do have to sleep. The next thread will maybe be Friday, around 6:00 PM MST. But that might change to sooner or later, so check twitter.
>>39521061>Unicorn was just a moose with party hat.Fucking Canadians.
>>39521061I'm fully expecting him to be the grand dragon of the Canada DnD club or some shit.
>>39521045No, it's not like that. More like https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_YePMjC6qu4The "strip" part is where we "strip" away our glamour as we go and start to incorporate our powers into the dance.
>>39521075you cock tease
>>39521075Blast you for leaving things at an interesting spot!Thanks for the run, mang
>>39520944>Ever seen Tremors? I could totally summon one of those.
>>39521075Thanks for running, languid. It's cool, I'd rather have you write Sierra showing off her mad skills when you're in top form. >>39521061>>39521050>>39521034Dude already knows about the landwells and shit, and has popped that he's a dragon. If he's not, and he gets freaked out, a) he deserves it, and b) we can blame it on the drugs.
>>39521016I think we should integrate all of our powers at some point, maybe combine that with using our shadow to whip it back into our hand afterwards.We have the most valuable commodity if dude is an actual dragon, and that's rarity. Three demons in one? Fuck yeah, he's going to be stoked to see something like that instead of another thing he's seen a bunch of times.>>39521075Thanks for running Lawndude.
>>39521075Fair enough, lawnguy. Good thread, sorry some of us are new or forgetful and don't know how to read your pastebins.
>>39521113Lots of demons stuck together isn't rare. The different demon parts all fight for dominance and they end up piss weak second class citizens, either enslaved or just treated like shit. What's rare is our specific mix, Infernus+Verwelken, not having resulted in death by self-immolation.
>>39521102I think he might understand terms landwell and dragon differently than what we mean by them.
>>39521162he said the same thing as the first Canadian did when we asked about the first Canadians power so i think he's legit, too tired to remember his name
>>39520944This is the best dragon ever, we should smoke with him every day.
i say we make this dragon our bro, we're both immortal so we're bound to cross paths again sooner or later
>>39520944>>The trick (?)i'll turn into something scarywhy the fuck are the captchas street sign? please stop smoking meth already mods
>>39521075Thanks for running, man.
>>39521289I feel like dancing while he jams out will work. It's how bands start. He could even teach us a little bit of drums.
>>39520944>The trick (?)I'll turn into something I bet you've never seen before.
>>39521357didn't we have a guitar? might've been another quest
>>39521382Rowan has one
>>39520944>>The trick (?)"this" drop glamor
>>39520944>The trick (?)Walk through a wall, or walk on top snow without leaving footprints. And find a flat surface we can stab so we can show off how awesome we are at the knife game.>>39520986If we do a sword dance, we could incorporate the actual magic sword we have, instead of only our switchblade.
>>39521382pretty sure we got a red one for chirstmas
>>39521579>>39520986Let's not drop glamours, because we can just take his word that he is a dragon, and we certainly don't need to impress him of anything.
>>39521579Wait for him to drop his first
You guys do know he isn't actually a dragon right?
>>39522457I'll believe it when I see it, but no glamours should be dropped until his dragon-ness has been confirmed.
Friendly reminder that for people with schizophrenia, smoking weed is a REALLY good way to get full blown schizophrenia REALLY fast.