Come One, Come All; Welcome to ANOTHER ICARUS RISING QUESTI am your humble QM, Weaver!Last Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/1856767/Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=WeaverQMTwitter: https://twitter.com/Weaver_QMDiscord: https://discord.gg/vBgY2s2https://youtu.be/WvOl-2Er0ZUFinally arriving at the campground you see that much of the group had gathered as both Jaune and Khrone continue insist that the performance will be a good one. While you personally don’t believe that you’ll be any good you’ve been roped in and you had little else to do but go on. That didn’t mean however that you’d have to deal with it alone.“Alright then, Khrone; Get down from the log it’s time to get in on this.” You tell him, taking the Guitar from him and sitting on the log he still was standing upon.“Hm, what do you mean, Tin-Man?” He asks, jumping down from the log before taking the seat beside you.“Remember the song we heard a winter ago, when we were staying with that little settlement?.” You ask him, and he nods. Before seemingly realizing what you were asking. “No..no no no.” He begins to say, sticking his hands up “It took me three weeks to get that out of my head!” He argues, but you grin.“You want your song? You have to perform it with me.” You negotiate “I’m pretty sure I’ve got the notes still if I remember it right.”After a moment, he groans. “Fine. Fine.”Taking a seat beside you, you begin to strum and pick the strings of the instrument before looking to Khrone “Whenever you’re ready.”After counting to three he points to you, and you begin to play.Closing your eyes you lose yourself to the song, as it brings you back to one of the few good memories in recent years. It was a heavy winter and instead of attempting to even bother camping out in the pale desolation you decided to stay at a small town you had stumbled upon in your wandering. They were happy to house you so long as you worked around the town, the fact that you were basically hunters sweetening the deal. You remembered the long nights where the matriarch of the settlement would sing the song, backed by some of the other adults; While you had only heard the song perhaps two or three times in total it was the ambiance of it all, the warm memories of soup and family that made the song such a memorable one. While some of the notes are sour on Khrone’s side you play true.Finishing with a last flourish you open your eyes to a cacophony of claps.>Roll Spaghetti
Rolled 4 (1d20)>>1876402
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Rolled 7 (1d20)>>1876402Let me see that nat 1 baby
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Rolled 1 (1d2)>>1876422Now, let's see
Rolled 14 (1d20)>>1876402
>>1876411The Dice have decided a winner is you
>>1876402You flush and mutter as Jaune quietly takes the guitar from your hands and ushers you to your feet, leaving you pray to your impromptu audience. “Damn, Tin-Man! Who knew you could play?” Yang teases, gently jabbing you on the shoulder. You chuckle, trying desperately not to look sheepish. “Uh...it’s nothing...really. I’m just uh, good with my hands.” You tell her, giving a smile that you’re almost sure is a little too wide for the conversation.“You’ll have to show me sometime, Tiger.” She says quietly in your ear, sending a slight shiver down your spine.“I uh...would be happy to.” You shrug, unsure exactly of what to say.She giggles, walking back over to her conversation with Ruby and Weiss of all people. However you can’t help but watch the slight sway in her hips as she goes, the light dancing off of her pale flesh.“Hey...Hey LuLu, earth to Lulu!” You hear, before there as ‘snap’ in your ear before nora grabs your ear and tugs your head to look at her.>How do you respond.>A. Huh...what?>B. What’s up Nora.>C. I was enjoying the show...what do you need?>D.Other.
>>1876482>B. What’s up Nora.
>>1876482>A. Huh...what?>B. What’s up Nora.
>>1876482>>A. Huh...what?>>B. What’s up Nora.
>>1876482>>D.OtherDem thighs....Dat ass...UmmmmHi NoraYou didn't hear anything *smiles*
>>1876482>A. Huh...what?>B. What’s up Nora.>D.Other.I wasn't doing anything, I swear, how are you? If this doesn't work, just say pancakes, point behind her, and run as fast as our metal leg can carry us.
>>1876482“Huh...wha?” You manage to mumble, looking the girl in her eyes. After a few seconds the trance you had settled into thanks to.You shut that part of you up right then and there.“What’s up Nora?” You finally ask.“Pancakes!” She cheers.“Pancakes?”“Pancakes.”“I...see.” You mutter, but before you can even turn back to the great display of...MUSCLE. (Yeah, muscle…) you are pulled away and to the griddle that the girl had been slaving over for the past fifteen minutes. Beside it the sight you see can only be described as follows: Stretching the very concept of reality to just before its breaking point in order to facilitate just how many perfect, golden brown and soft-looking pancakes had been stacked beside the griddle. Your mind boggles at the sight and you are almost certain that it is simply an optical illusion; As there was almost certainly not enough time to make that many pancakes in one that little time.Almost.Setting you down on an outcropping rock beside the griddle she hands you a plate with a warm, slightly steaming plate of pancakes. Before you can even ask she has already splattered a small amount of butter and syrup atop them before handing you a knife and fork.>Do you take a bite?>A. Your somach is aching, you need food now>B. Wait, ask her if she’d like to join you for some>C. How...how did they make that many pancakes...what?
>>1876703>B. Wait, ask her if she’d like to join you for some>C. How...how did they make that many pancakes...what?
>>1876703>>A. Your somach is aching, you need food now>>B. Wait, ask her if she’d like to join you for some
>>1876703>B. Wait, ask her if she’d like to join you for someSome pancakes and chill with Nora, aww yea boi
>>1876703>>B. Wait, ask her if she’d like to join you for some>>C. How...how did they make that many pancakes...what?
>>1876703>A. Your somach is aching, you need food now>B. Wait, ask her if she’d like to join you for some
>>1876703>A. Your somach is aching, you need food now>B. Wait, ask her if she’d like to join you for someWell it is morning, time to have breakfast
>>1876703“You want some?” You ask, holding up the plate to her.You can see the conflict in your eyes as she clearly wants to say yes, but after a second she shakes her head; Though you can see the barely restrained tears as she speaks to you.“No..no no! You won the bargain, these pancakes are yours.” She insists, backing away from the golden stack of fluffy cakes.“Alright...the next stack are yours then.” You promise with a nod and this seems to cheer her up immensely as she rushes back to the griddle for Ren to whip up more pancakes.Sinking into the fluffy stack of breakfast food you cannot complain. It was certainly interesting to have such a meal for breakfast, and you had not had such a treat since the last time you had stayed in a settlement. (The last one had been the same place you had learned the song, interestingly enough.) While part of you desperately wished to simply wolf down the delicious stack before you, you also wish to savor the literal victory you had.>What do you do?>A. Scarf them down, they are too delicious>B. Savor them, even if your stomach demands otherwise>C. Do a bit of both>D. Other.
>>1876834>B. Savor them, even if your stomach demands otherwise
>>1876834>BThe other is the answer of heathens
>>1876834>>A. Scarf them down, they are too delicious
>>1876834>>B. Savor them, even if your stomach demands otherwise
>>1876834>C. Do a bit of both
>>1876834>>C. Do a bit of both
>>1876834You decide to (much to your stomach’s despair) to savor the fluffy cakes, sinking your teeth into each and every single piece of the delicious goodness. You can understand now why Nora loves them so much, between the warmth of the cakes, the sweetness of the syrup that had sank just enough into them and the smoothness of the butter to go along had certainly been a treat to the senses. As you continued to dig into the stack Nora sits beside you, hungrily tearing into her own stack before looking at yours in jealousy.“How can you not just tear through the golden stack of deliciousness?” She asks, muffled by the syrupy remains of her meal.“Well, you made them right? Part of the deal and all that; It would be rude of me to not savor your handiwork.” You tell her before returning to your task of eating through your impromptu dinner...breakfast? Dinfast? Whatever.You proceed to have simple small talk (Though this in itself is a more akin to random stories and sentences between the two of you) with the Valkyrie, distracting your stomach long enough to continue your enjoyment of the treat before you. After swallowing the last bite of your dinner you thank Nora before setting your plate on the rock and getting to your feet.>What do you do now?>A. It’s late, very late. Time to get some sleep>B. See what others are up to.>C. Go back to another group you had been with>D. Other.
>>1878275>>B. See what others are up to.
>>1878275>B. See what others are up to.
>>1878275Taking a peak around the camp you see that the fire is starting to dim from its roaring fire to crackling embers; Who had put the flames out you don’t remember, but it's clear that all around you the Cadre is letting the evening and early morning get to them. Before you can even see exactly who is where and doing what Cardin plops down beside you.“So, while we were at Juniors I managed to get somethin’ for you, boss.” He says with a wry grin before holding up two wrapped bottles. Raising an eyebrow you take one of the bottles before slowly peeling away the otherwise unassuming brown wrapping. What you find inside however is both shocking and rather touching, if you were honest.It was a bottle you had seen before, with dark glass and a seemingly black liquid inside. Cracking off the cap and taking a quick sniff confirms your suspicions: Grimm’s Blood.Quickly checking the other bottle after peeling away the paper reveals an equal sized bottle of a bluish clear liquid. While you could not be certain you assumed this to be the dust mixture that was to be added to the former, and before you even look to him he nods. Taking the two bottles carefully you now have a choice to make.>What do you do?>A. Toast with the Whole Cadre, to your brotherhood>B. Toast with Cardin, in cheers at your gift>C. Toast with Cardin, to your recovery.>D. Other.
>>1878467>B. Toast with Cardin, in cheers at your giftWho knew Cardin could be such a bro?
>>1878467>A.Mostly because I want to see how our drunk spaghetti impacts Ruby and Yang.
>>1878467Huh, bro for life now, no helping it.>B. Toast with Cardin, in cheers at your gift>D. But if anyone else wants some while we toast then give them some, this is our gift after all, and this shit isn't cheap either.
>>1878467>BCardin the real MVP.
>>1878467>>B. Toast with Cardin, in cheers at your giftThen>A. Toast with the Whole Cadre, to your brotherhood
>>1878467You ask for two cups but even better than this the teen manages to withdraw a series of small plastic shot glasses. (Seems he was prepared for this)Carefully pouring the contents of the Grimms blood into sixteen glasses, you repeat the processes with the second component, letting it settle before Cardin starts gathering all the Campers around the dying fire. As he begins to hand out the cups you raise yours above the smolders and wait; As he takes the last shot to himself he joins you, with others joining suit.“To the Cadre!” He says, only for everyone else to repeat before downing the drink.>Roll 1d100+10
Rolled 29 + 10 (1d100 + 10)>>1878536Oh shit, here we go!
Rolled 98 + 10 (1d100 + 10)>>1878536
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>>1878545Well hell yeah man, we got our drink down. What about the others?
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Because you all deserve to know how fucked things are:>Team One Ruby Cuddly, confident Blake Aggressive, cuddly Ren Confident,Shy Nora Paranoid, Sad >Team Two Lucius Cuddly, Confident Yang Confident, Flirty Jaune Happy, Confident Pyrrha Flirty, Cuddly >Team Three Russel Horny, Aggressive Thrush Horny, Cuddly Dove Cuddly, Flirty Cardin Paranoid, Shy >Team Four Violet Horny, Sad Mars Paranoid, Horny Khrone Shy, Happy Weiss Happy, Paranoid
>>1878710Well, Jaune might get to fuck Pyrrha and let her live to love it sooner than expected, Lucy might want to start running though. Quick question, does Violet's sad status come from being a bitch to Lucy, and does her horniness give Mars his Paranoid issue? Because I don't want to imagine trying to run while injured and everyone charging him for sex or death.
>>1878710>All these drunk people>us and ruby are the only ones that passed the checkAbandon thread
>>1878772Well, to be fair, Yang is no different that what she usually is.
>>1878710>Violet Horny, SadI am REALLY sorry Lucius, I- I'll prove it to you>Nora Paranoid, SadOkay, never let the girl with the explosion hammer drink again.>The sisterStop Weaver, Lucius is injured he can't take this much cuddling and flirting
>>1878813"Theys comin' for mah pancakes. YOU HEAR THAT!? I'll never give you the recipie you damn thieves!"
>>1878824The sound of Ren screaming as she flies away with him haunt everyone in their sleep.
>>1878813>I am REALLY sorry Lucius, I- I'll prove it to youI'm not sure how to feel about this
>>1878899Pity hug while stroking her hair, while Lucy feels pic related and apologizing to her too.
>>1878911While she's drunkenly trying to get his D
>>1878536Knocking back the drink the atmosphere around you only heightens your enjoyment of the beverage you had only once before. You shiver, but not from the cold; Rather the warmth that slowly radiates out from you as you open your eyes. Almost immediately you crack a wry smile, seeing the result.All around the firepit your cadre members are all coughing and biting back tears, all except for Ruby who has a small smile on her face. You give a smile back to her and pat Cardin on the back.“I thought you learned from the last time this happened, Cardin.” You tease, only getting a weak ‘shut up’ in reply. Taking your seat your just let the alcohol slowly sink into your system, and only after a few moments you’re startled by your partner coming up from behind you, draping her arms around your shoulders. You wince slightly but give her a smile.“Hey partner, how's the blood doing for you?” You ask, her grin giving you all the answer (both good and bad) that you needed.“Very, very good Tiger...VERY good indeed.” She purrs, resting her head in the nape of your neck.“So good in fact I might just have to follow up my warning earlier.” She whispers.>Roll Spaghetti
Rolled 17 (1d20)>>1878950Gimme that 1
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Rolled 12 (1d20)>>1878950
Rolled 6 (1d20)>>1878950NAT 1
Rolled 11 (1d20)>>1878950
Rolled 5 (1d20)>>1878950Caligula guide my rolls
Rolled 20 (1d20)>>1878950
Rolled 2 (1d2)>>1878965Well done...OR is it
Rolled 1 (1d20)>>1878950NAT ONE MOTHERFUCKERS.
Rolled 12 (1d20)>>1878950Never before have I wanted a 1 so badly.
>>1878967FUCK YOU TAKIN THISbacked by nat 20 annon
>>1878967Ette, are you a witch?
>>1878977Excellent work, Weaverette.
>>1878950Your brain shuts off and a shiver runs down your spine.“W-what?” You stammer, suddenly very aware of the two warm spots on your upper back that can only denote...you try not to think exactly of what.“You heard me.” She says, her voice in a low purr. The world around you was now dark, with only the moonlight and stars above you making any semblance of light, but even then you could barely see the pale color of her skin. You're so blind in the dark that you aren’t sure of if it’s your heartbeat that’s filling your ears or hers. Either way it’s loud and rapidly beating. “B..but it was chocolate.” You attempt to argue, before being cut off by a shiver as you feel one of her fingers dance along your jaw. “It was, yes...but I have something So. Much. Sweeter.” She says, her voice getting softer and softer, and before you know it you’re facing the girl, and in the glint of the star you can barely make out the lilac of her eyes; Almost all of it hidden in the dark, and what little of it being glinted off looking like the very stars themselves. You almost feel it, that slight pull you had with Ruby, a memory you were still forcing yourself to say wasn’t real; Yet here it was, this tug, this pull of something...more.>Roll Spaghetti+10
Rolled 19 (1d20)>>1879067
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>>1878967YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS BLESS YOU RULE 64 WEAVER!
Rolled 6 + 10 (1d20 + 10)>>1879067Now, do I want a one or a twenty? Fuck it, lets see what happens.
its fucking happening
Rolled 7 + 10 (1d20 + 10)>>1879067It is what it is
Rolled 4 + 10 (1d20 + 10)>>1879067It's happening.gif
>>1879067You can smell the alcohol on her lips and it draws you out of your stupor, if only slightly. You can no longer deny yourself that you kiss the girl, just as you had kissed Ruby. But not like this, not for her, or for you. “Yang…” you manage to mumble, taking your hand and using it to cup the girls cheek. The shock of cool metal on flesh seems to startle her enough for her to realize the situation and backs away, if hesitantly. “I mean it, you know.” She says quietly, and you can’t help but blush as you nod.You can’t even hide your excitement at the prospect before you give out a long yawn, wincing as your muscles strain. Checking your scroll you understand why: It.s nearly four in the morning.Do you retire for the evein...well...early morning?>A. Yes.>B. No
>>1879256>A. Yes.beckon Ruby over, its cuddle pile time, and we need the master escape artist in smelling distance.
>>1879256changing >>1879275to>B. NoSleep is for the weak
>>1879256You decide to get some sleep, seeing as the sun would be up soon you may not be able to otherwise. Making a quiet shuffle to the closest tent you peel open the zipper before finding a sufficiently sizeable sleeping bag before crawling into it to sleep. It does not take long for the warmth and cold to lull you into a haze of sleepiness when you hear the tent unzip for a second time. While your brain recognizes the sound and is aware enough to hear the shuffling of clothing before something warm presses itself into your torso, assumedly another body.While normally you’d be against the thought but through the power of drink and revelry you welcomed it, shuffling out of your bag a bit your arms find purchase around the living bundle, and it murmurs in response, pulling itself closer. You drift off in the warmth of it all and for the first time in a long time there are no dreams but pleasant ones.>Roll 1d20
Rolled 11 (1d20)>>1879537oh boy
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Rolled 7 (1d20)>>1879537Here comes a 1
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Rolled 20 (1d20)>>1879537Its violet.
>>1879559Nice!Kinda want it to be Mars for shits and giggles
>>1879559I knew when I posted that that this would happen.No regrets
>>1879537You don’t sleep long, as far as you can tell. The sun is just barely peeking over the horizon as you can tell through the thin material of the tent. It is still quite dark, but as your eyes adjust you’re able to make sense of just who had ended up with you that evening. The round and pale face of Ruby Rose is pressed into your chest, her hair suffering from a severe case of bedhead. You try to scoot away from the girl but she has a rather tight grip on your torso and when you attempt to move it hurts when she responds with a squeeze; So you sigh and accept for at least a little while. You don’t wait long for her to awaken, as with a murmur she looks up at you with her big silver eyes.“Mmmnnn Morning Lucius.” She says, eyes lidded in sleep. >How do you reply?>A. Good Morning>B. Uh...Hi?>C. Why?
>>1879710>>B. Uh...Hi?>>C. Why?>captcha>hwlffordd gonzagar????
>>1879710>A. Good Morning>B. Uh...Hi?
>>1879710>AWell, it could be a lot worse.
>>1879710>>A. Good Morning>>B. Uh...Hi?
Could have violet with us, so this is a good alternative.
>>1879710>A. Good Morning
>>1879710“Uh...hello Ruby.” You mutter back, idly running your fingertips along her back. While you certainly new to the whole idea of such closeness with people it was slowly becoming something you could tolerate; Very slowly. However as much as you would like to continue enjoying the morning a question makes itself apparent in your mind and you have to ask.“Why uh….are you here?” You ask, raising an eyebrow. “Well...all the other tents were kinda full. Yang was with Pyrrha and everyone else was just...around. As for why this in particular? Two uh...people were rather loud and this was the farthest tent.” She says, a tinge of red in her cheeks.You’ll have to figure that out later, you tell yourself. With the awkward morning conversation done you don’t really know what else to say, and so just cradle the girl as you had been, it was too early to really think about anything other than how comfortable the situation was and so it does not take long for you to drift back off to sleep. That changes however when you are startled by the feeling of something significantly larger and...curvier landing atop you.>Do you open your eyes?>A. Yes>B. No, just ignore it...comfy>C. Other.
>>1880725>B. No, just ignore it...comfy>C. Other.Pull it closer
>>1880725>>1880736This has my support.
>>1880725>>1880736I'll back it.
>>1880725Murmuring incoherently you slip your arms around whatever bundle had decided to invade your personal space bubble, seeing as you were are for only the briefest moment you realize that your original bundle was missing. At first there's a strange tension before the bundle relaxes; But then all hell breaks lose. After a moment you are hoisted into the air inside your sleeping back and set down outside the slightly opaque material of the tent. The sun is blinding as you manage to get your eyes open and see the pale blue of the cloudless sky. Where once it had been early dusk it was now clearly afternoon and you let out a groan of pain. “Huh...wha?” You manage to get out before the teal eyes of Nora take up nearly the entirety of your view.“Morning LuLu! Or er Afternoon! Whatever!” She exclaims. “Nora...uh...not to panic but where is everything? Or everyone?” You ask.“Well, Everyone went out early for their missions, but since apparently ours was canceled due to ‘unforeseen events’ or something we get the weekend off!” She exclaims “Yang’s showering and Pyrrha is getting breakfast but you’ve been sleeping in so long they told me to get you!” She says, giggling.>Well then...That’s a thing. What are we gonna do first with our free weekend?>A. Finish up our Pistol, maybe get to work on Jaunes equipment>B. First thing’s First, shower.
>>1880881>B. First thing’s First, shower.
>>1880881>>B. First thing’s First, shower.
>>1880881>B.You already know, Weaver.
>>1880881>BWe broke out of a hospital and then sat around a fire we probably really need a shower
>>1880725Did Yang molest Pyrrah?
>>1881025Nah man. What happened was the true OTP of Rwby setting sail.
>>1881051So....Jaune finally banged Pyrrah so hard they both forgot, or did Nora actually kidnap Ren and broke his pelvis? Or did Violet get shagged by Mars?
>>1881065No, two of Cardin's team members did the gay.
>>1881069Eh, so nothing of importance happened then besides Ruby snuggles? That's okay too I guess. Though at this rate the only girls we haven't sleep snuggled with are Blake, Weiss, Pyrrah, and Violet. I want to see what happens with Violet next.
>>1881074We just found out we have a shadow demon living in our soul.Two of our friend's teammates being gay seems kind of simple by comparison.
>>1881078And its the two jobbers to boot, but if they like each other, more power too em I guess. Least they don't blackout and go on berserk rampages.>>1881103Ohhh, not that funny really. I might just not be in the mood for that kind of joke though, so what do I know.
>>1880881Getting to your feet you stretch, groaning softly both in enjoyment and pain as your muscles pop and bones settle. Enjoying the cool early afternoon air you stroll back towards the actual campus and make your way up the stairs. Upon inspection you reek of smoke and hair grease. Bluntly put you’re a mess ad you should get cleaned up. Getting to your floor you still hear the pipes running and assume that Yang is in the shower meaning: Avoid at all cost. So instead you enter Ruby’s room, which other than yourself remains empty. Closing the door behind you you quickly escape to the bathroom only to see yourself in the mirror. It seems that without maintenance your face had begun to be covered in the beginnings of a stubbly beard and moustache. This angers you, as you had been drilled routinely in Icarus to remain sanitary and such a mangle of hair was categorized in that field of “unsanitary”.>What do we do?>A. The beard can wait, it’s time to shower.>B. The beard must go, time to shave.
>>1881382>B. The beard must go, time to shave.
>>1881382>B. The beard must go, time to shave.When we have kids and a log cabin, then we can have a beard. We already got the two wives to justify it too. But its still going to be later when it happens.
>>1881382As much as I want there to be bearded spaghetti man>B. The beard must go, time to shave.Gotta get rid of it
>>1881382>B. The beard must go, time to shave.We can only grow a beard when we become Punished Luci.
>>1881382>>B. The beard must go, time to shave.
>>1881382>>A. The beard can wait, it’s time to shower.all these people not wanting to grow a proper viking beard disgust me.
>>1881382>not wanting a rugged full beard and going full Big Boss modeI'm disappointed
>>1881382>>A. The beard can wait, it’s time to shower.
>>1881382You decide no, you refuse to keep it even while you have to shower; It would be wasteful to keep it on your face as you’d end up wasting more soap. With that in mind you make your way to your room and rummage through your duffle bag. After a few seconds you manage to retrieve a small small box and a near-empty can of shaving soap, though an after-thought occurs to you and you retrieve your shampoo as well. Returning to the bathroom you open the small Wood box revealing a small folded blade. You had learned the art of shaving from a few settlers you had met in the year prior, having seen you and Krhone being entirely unkempt and disheveled.You had nicked yourself many times in the following months, however you had come to appreciate the time you would get to yourself to practice the art. Running the water you add a small portion of the soap before running a brush through it, the murky liquid foaming up. With this done you dab it along the bristles and growing hairs, ensuring that every single follicle. After a moment inspecting yourself in the mirror you unfold the blade and begin the tedious process of clearing away the unwanted hairs.>Roll 1d100
Rolled 15 (1d100)>>1881525
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Rolled 80 (1d100)>>1881525
>>1881525nat 1 i guess
Rolled 87 (1d100)>>1881543how'd i fuck that one up?
Now the Question is would you gentlemen like to bank the Crit?
>>1881555i kinda wana see what a crit shave even is but i suppose its upto this guy>>1881531considering its his crit and all
>>1881555Use the crit
>>1881564on shaving? I- what would that do?
>>1881569Clearly, we become the most handsome person in existence.
>>1881555I think we should bank it so we can burn it on another social skill later.
>>1881525You sigh as you cut along one jaw slight rivulets of water dripping down your neck to your bare chest, cleaning the blade before repeating the process. Sure it takes longer than more...conventional means of facial care but you enjoy it, as it gives you time to reflect, to tune out and ignore the world except for running an incredibly sharp piece of metal across your face. You’d think that such a thing would terrify you, but given your youth perhaps you had simply been desensitized to the idea.Considering you had made the blade out of a titanium alloy didn’t help reinforce that you were perhaps a little crazy. Other than the slight scraping sound of the blade cleaving through your stubble, the running water of the tap and the sound of the fan humming your routine was undisturbed. At least you thought so. Folding your blade away you return it to your case before toweling off your face, that is until a voice calls out. “Nora, are you in here?” The soft voice of Pyrrha calls out, the distinct clack of shoes tapping against the floor of the room. Your feel every muscle in your body tense as you realize that like an idiot you had left the door to the bathroom open.>What do? >A. Jump into the shower?>B. Try and shut the door>C. Tell her you’re in there>D. Other.
>>1882710>>C. Tell her you’re in there>>B. Try and shut the door
>>1882710>>C. Tell her you’re in thereJust using our friends' bathroom. No big deal.
>>1882710>C. No need to ape out
>>1882750>>1882741Well kinda big deal. Remember how Luci is *just a little* self conciouss about the massive scarring that covers a fair deal of his torso?Its more then just "I'm in here shaving"
>>1882710>Dfor deer in headlights.
>>1882793Since then we've kinda come clean to the whole cadre: "Yo guys, Luci's really fucked up. No worse than you are imagining right now."And it's clear that our friends, especially Yang, will not let us be an introverted loner anymore. So might as well start attempting to deal with it now.I'm perfectly fine if this way leads to more spaghetti.
Rolled 20 - 10 (1d20 - 10)>>1882946
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>>1882950Well done, you don't scream "I'M POOPIN" at the top of your lungs
>>1882960was that an option?
>>1883052Roll nat 1 and everythings an option
>>1882710“It’s me.” You say quickly, turning around to attempt and avoid the awkwardness of dealing with now two of your teammates having to see the mangled mess that was your back. As you take the towel away from your face you get a glimpse of Pyrrha, and after a moment you realize she isn’t exactly looking at your face. It strikes you that you were still bare on your torso as you were on your back; Meaning that she was more than likely looking at your torso. While you weren’t anywhere near the sculpted figure of a model you lacked much of your babyfat. Seeing the tinge of red pushes you to finally speak up.“Nora woke me up earlier and I figured i’d get cleaned up. With Yang in the shower I figured i’d come here and get started.” You say with a chuckle.“It’s uh...fine Lucius.” She murmurs, finally looking away.“How does it look?” You speak up, tilting your head a bit.“H-huh?” “The Shave, did I miss anything?” You repeat, stepping closer to let her see it better. She gives a quick nod before excusing herself and darting out of the room.Huh, how strange. With that distraction taken care of you decide to:>A. Take your shower here, you have your shampoo and everything>B. See if Yang is done in the shower; It DID take you quite a while to shave>C. Other
>>1883057>>A. Take your shower here, you have your shampoo and everythingAlready here, might as well
>>1883057>B. See if Yang is done in the shower; It DID take you quite a while to shaveNot like it matters either way
>>1883060>A. Take your shower here, you have your shampoo and everything
>>1883057>B>Cmake sure to let pyrhha know the showers open. might as well leave the shirt off since we will be showering in ten or so seconds anyway
>>1883057>>B. See if Yang is done in the shower; It DID take you quite a while to shaveAnd make sure we leave their sink at least as clean as we found it.
>>1883057>>A. Take your shower here, you have your shampoo and everything
>>1883126>>1883062Why? Pyrrha just said that she'd take the shower once Yang is done
>>1883158I don't really care for which vote wins, just having mine be B
>>1883057>AJust remember to lock the door this time
>>1883057Closing the door and locking it this time, you strip and fold your clothing before setting it aside. The shower, aside from the various feminine hair products (even Ren’s) was almost identical to your own; Which in hindsight shouldn’t have been as surprising to you as it was. Running the water you wait until the steam from the heat is licking at the glass with some speed before stepping inside. At first the stinging pain of hot water on bare nerves assaults your senses but it is quick to becoming the sensation you relished in, already feeling yourself relaxing even slightly. Enjoying the sensations a little longer you open your eyes and nearly jump back as you see your eyes in the reflection of the glass.Red again.Why was this happening? It was all a dream, wasn’t it; Just a personification of just what was messed up with your head? It had to be. But then….what about Yang and Ruby...Yang clearly had seen them, as had Ruby. So was it real?>A. It has to be real, there is no questioning it>B. It can’t be. It just can’t.
>>1883723>A. It has to be real, there is no questioning it
>>1883723>>B. It can’t be. It just can’t.
>>1883723>B. It can’t be. It just can’t.
>>1883738>>1883746>>1883748Takes a special kind of bravery to hide under the covers and pretend nothing's wrong.
>>1883763Yepp, welcome to humanity.
>>1883723>A. It has to be real, there is no questioning itJust waiting for Darkness quotes to start being said
>>1883871I posted the relvant scene last thread
>>1883876Good man anon, good man
>>1883879>>1883876>>1883871"Come on Luuuuuuucy, EMBRACE THE DARKNESS!
>>1884137ThrOUGh yOu I sHAll bE BORn.
>>1884140AnD tHe WorLD shall Be MINE!
>>1884137>>1884140AT LAST! I FEEEEEEEEEEEEED!
>>1884164I bet Lucy said that while he was out. I cant wait to see what happens when he does it in front of the gang.
Roll 1d20, my children
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Rolled 1 (1d20)>>1884224Cause I was summoned
>>1884233good job acid you tried
Rolled 13 (1d20)>>1884224rolling because I don't think this is a good time to fail>>1884233
>>1884233You know at some point Ozpin's gonna have us smothered with a pillow in our sleep.
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>>1883723You tell yourself that as much as you wish to pretend that whatever it is in your head isn’t real, the evidence stacked against you is too strong to say that it wasn’t. Whatever it is, whatever Icarus had done to you it was something that could not be ignored. You tell yourself that you refuse to back down when you feel that tug in your head again, that familiar feeling of fading away from the waking world. However instead of confusion you look to it in anticipation, ready to face the beast.You aren’t ready.When you open your eyes again it isn’t the same field you had been in previously, or it is; However all the foliage in a circle around you is in flames, the sky is black, the smell of smoke, rot and death is around you. And surrounded by it all with you is the same Knight you had ‘fought’ and lost to before.It isn’t moving as the wind blows and kicks up dust, fanning flames and billowing the beasts cloak; Black as midnight. As you step closer it seems to do absolutely nothing, standing stock still in the center of your mental prison.>Do you continue approaching?>A.Yes>B. No>C. Yell at it
>>1884288>A. Yes>C. "What do you want with me?!"
>>1884288>C. Yell at it"Come get me, you yellow-bellied fuck!"But stutter through it.
>>1884288>C. Yell at it
>>1884288>B. First thing’s First, shower.
>>1884288>A.Yes>C. Yell at it"WHAT DO YOU WANT, GET ON WITH IT, COME AT ME!"
>>1884321>First things first, a shower>Excuse me mister Scourge, but i need to go complete my shower if you don't mind>leave it spluttering as we forcefully step out of the dream and continue showering.Slaps me on the knee.
>>1884288“WHAT DO YOU WANT WITH ME?!” You yell, marching closer Ariadne bared at the beast. At your declaration it begins to march, lifting its massive blade against its shoulder. Step for step, pace for pace the two of you are on a collision course and you welcome the conflict. Your weapons shake the earth as you slam the blued blade of your axe into the blade, chips of bone and metal respectively. Locked in a contest of strength you continue to scream at the beast.“LEAVE ME ALONE! THIS IS MY LIFE! NOT YOURS!” You scream, pushing it back.>Roll 1d100-20
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Rolled 35 - 20 (1d100 - 20)>>1884398Here we go
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Rolled 70 - 20 (1d100 - 20)>>1884398Might as well roll
>>1884398Slipping your left foot into the beast's guard, pushing even harder as you knock it off ballance. The Scourge stabs its blade into the ground, swinging up in a near impossible display of upper strength before balancing itself atop the pommel of it’s buried sword. Rearing back after the shove you go to stab the beast but it jumps clear, straight airborne before again landing upon the tip of your pike-like axe; Pushing the pommel into the ground. You squeeze the trigger, blasting the beast clear through the ring of fire. Pulling the pommel free you await to see what occurs, only to see it burst through the flames; Embers licking at its cape. Rolling to and leaving it in a plume of smoke you have a few options:>A. Take the beasts blade, perhaps it can harm it.>B. Keep it away from it’s weapon, it’s defenceless>C. Rush it!
>>1884771>>A. Take the beasts blade, perhaps it can harm it.lets fight fire with fire
>>1884771>A. Take the beasts blade, perhaps it can harm it.
>>1884771>>A. Take the beasts blade, perhaps it can harm it.
>>1884771>A. Take its blade.
Rolled 58 (1d100)>>1884874YOU CAN'T STOP THIS FUCKO
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Rolled 16 - 10 (1d100 - 10)>>1884874Rolling because i was told to
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>>1884902You saved them, friend
>>1884771Sticking Ariadne to your back you smirk, pulling the strange blade from the ground and giving it a swing you rush headlong at The Scourge. It leans forward, now sprinting at you on it’s arms and legs in the parody of a beast; As it does so you watch and hear the sound of tearing as its ‘cape’ splits in half and instead turns into a pair of leathery, muscled wings. However the beast is too late and with a wing you clip one of the wings, tearing through the tendons and snapping the small bones as it bounces along the ground behind you. Turning to face it you see it already on its charge back, its pointed fingers carving gouges into the dirt. Trying desperately to block it the claws scrape upon the blade, sinking into a random crevice before ripping the blade out of your hands; Using the momentum to plant its heels into your chest before kicking you back. You bounce and tumble along the ground, coming to a halt only a few feet later. Panting you get to your feet, watching as the beast seems to wince, grabbing at the torn part of it’s ‘cape’ before looking back at you.>You have managed to wound the Scourge. >Roll 1d100
Rolled 20 (1d100)>>1884942Time to kick its ass
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Rolled 100 (1d100)>>1884942Cockatiel
Rolled 73 (1d100)>>1884942>>1884953ETTE YOU MADWOMAN
>>1884953Sweet G-Cups you did it~!
Rolled 12 (1d100)>>1884942For the glory of Chaos
>>1884953With the fearsome war-cry of "COCKATIEL"...
>>1884953based Weaverette shall carry us into glory.
>>1884953Ette you goddamn saint
>>1884942You feel yourself grinning as you rush at the beast, pulling Ariadne off of your back and letting the transformation run as you move. It goes to do the same however with a limp, cradling the wounded bundle of nerves as it rushes towards you, cutting a cleft in the ground as its blade drags along the ground. It is slow to react as you press Ariadne into its extended leg, driving the blade through its shin and pinning it before delivering a devastating right hook, the impact of the blow causing the beast to lurch to the side; It’s body twisting at an unnatural angle.Pressing your brace onto its downed left hand you reach down and with little aplomb rip the blade, the hand still holding it and even bits of its hollow wrist away from the beast, only shaking the hand away before you begin to stalk the creature in a slow circle. It does not bleed yet clearly it is distressed, trying desperately to right itself and pry your weapon out of its limb. However having quite literally been disarmed it can only attempt so pathetically >What do you do?>A. FInish the beast>B. Give it mercy>C. Taunt it.
>>1886488>BBeast or no, this is probably another walking halucination so in the interest of not seriously hurting someone while in our birthday suit let's hold back.
>>1886488>B. Give it mercy
>>1886488>A. FInish the beast
>>1886488D. Bend it over and fuck it's ass>A. Finish the beastEat it
>>1886488>>A. FInish the beast
>B. Give it mercyAnd next time, don't make me run off into the middle of the forest, otherwise I'll come back here, and finish what I started.
>>1886488You look at the writhing, silent beast and strange enough feel pity for it. Why it comes to you now of all times you are unsure; Perhaps it’s the fact that it looks slightly like you, not in the sense that it is human but that it still has that bipedal look of man. Even its slight twitches and tilts of it’s head to follow you remind you of human life and in an instant you clench your hand tighter around it’s blade.“WHY? WHY WHY WHY WHY ARE YOU HERE?!” You snarl, raising it’s blade above your hand rattling the sword as your nerves get to you. You go to bring the blade down, yet you plant it in the dirt beside it; Your will to end the beast evaporated by the pathetic way it writhed. You would spare it if only out of pity, though it left a bitter and disgusting taste in your mouth.Looking it in the eye, or where at least you figured its eyes to be all you could see in return for your gesture was hatred.Hatred, Rage, Spite, Sorrow Wroth and...You weren’t quite sure.However before you can dedicate yourself to understanding the beast’s look you are back in the shower, the water still as hot as you had left it. How long had it been? Considering the fact that it was still hot meant that the hot water had not run out, so you guessed perhaps a minute, minute in a half. You decide not to dwell on it further however and complete your cleaning cycle as fast as you can, you had already burned much your day and wasting any more of it would be foolish. Stepping out of the bathroom robed in your towel, you bundle your clothes up in a pile and, along with your toiletries, return to your room>Roll 1d20
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Rolled 9 (1d20)>>1887076Time for me to ruin the 19
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>>1887118Whoo boy...we gonna have FUN
>>1887120Lemme guess, Yang, Ruby, and Phyrra see us naked.
>>1887138Well Ruby, at least, isn't at Beacon right now.My money's on Glynda
>>1887140Cougar hunting? I'm down, but its a bit overkill to use a cannon though.>>1887120Our clothes were yoinked weren't they?
>>1887177Oh yeah, she did show..."interest" last time they met.
>>1887177Is she going to vigorously jerk us off again?
>>1887199Are you confusing your fanfiction of the fanfiction with what happened in the quest?
>>1887204Link if its real?
>>1887177And here we see a wild Neofag>>1887214And another
>>1887204Sorry, nevermind I'm thinking of Gemini
>>1887220Speaking of, I just rolled victory for fucking the crazy out of her...well relatively speaking anyways.
>>1887220Wait you're saying Neo vigorously jacked your MC off or are you memeing
>>1887240It was non-canon.In a side story the qm wrote she accidentally started giving us a handy while frisking us for our weapon
>>1887240Nah, she made out with the MC in the middle of a bar fight, REALLY pissed off Yang and Ruby.>>1887243Link for real though?
.... Why are you currently discussing the quote 'non-canon' smut fanfic of a fanfiction quest in an entirely different collaborative fanfiction project?
>>1887254Because Weaver's time between posts is longer than the estimated time until heat death of the universe so we need to occupy our time somehow.
>>1887251Based bro>>1887254Your asking the question non ironically to a board of autists?
Knocking on the door you don’t get a response and, assuming you had no company turn the knob and enter.This perhaps was your worst mistake of the day. You see Yang, as you would assume to see; However you see Velvet and someone you had not yet spoken to or seen in the few days you had been at the school (though then again in reality it was...three days before you went nuts). However other than the bob of brown hair the only real things you could notice was the large amount of brown clothing. Your observations are however cut short by the sound of a whistle and you are reminded that you’re standing in the hall with still damp hair and a towel being kept taut around your waist by your hand. “Looking good Tin-Man! Explains how you can carry those pythons of yours.” Yang exclaims, her eyes dancing from your collar down.You could feel your cheeks going red, and it doesn’t help when you see Velvet’s ear twitch; Making you realize that you were not only being looked at by one person, but two.Scratch that, it’s three now. The girl, who you could only see the back of was now facing you, one leg crossed over the other. She reaches a hand up and drops her glasses down her nose, her deep chocolate eyes staring at your own jade eyes before dancing down your frame; You shiver, though you unsure if it was because of the cold of the water drying off of your body or the fact that the girl was slowly devouring every visible inch of you. “You know, Yang” The girl says with a small grin “When you said you had a good team I thought you meant skilled, but skilled AND good looking?” She says, her gaze going from the blonde bombshell back to you “I’m almost jealous.” She says with a sigh, and you swear you saw Velvet’s head nodding in agreement.Before you can respond the girl extends her hand out to you. “Coco, Coco Adel.” She introduces with a smile. Roll Spaghetti -10
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Rolled 5 - 10 (1d20 - 10)>>1887365whops
Rolled 16 (1d20)>>1887358Well would you look at that, I was right somewhat
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>>1887387My pooper is properly clenched
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Rolled 19 + 10 (1d20 + 10)>>1887358how is she so stylish in just shades of brown?
>>1887358You go to shake her hand when a thought crosses your mind, a thought of both terror and stupidity. You went to shake her RIGHT hand with your left. Your LEFT hand.The hand that was, rather had been, holding the towel up. Without your iron grip to keep the thin in place you see the knowing grin on the girl's face and realize, to your horror, that it had been planned. Your eyes jump from the girls knowing grin, to Velvets even more rapidly twitching ears and the slowly widening eyes of your partner and then it hits you.The slightly cool breeze of the towel sliding down from your hips down past your knees. With one hand still kept in Coco’s grip you feel welded in place, and you’re certain that even a pin could drop and you could hear it (In fact you’re almost certain that a pin from your arm did in fact fall off). The three reactions you are given are very different. One the one hand, Velvet has immediately looked away, her ears twitching rapidly. Coco’s grin has only gotten wider and you can swear that her eyes are unsure of where to go.And Yang? You’re pretty sure she had invented a brand new shade of red with how fast she had went from pale, marble-like white to scarlet. >What do?>A. Close the door, chage, then come back in>B. Panic (Spaghetti)>C. Attempt to play it off (Spaghetti+)
>>1887416>>C. Attempt to play it off (Spaghetti+)Fuck it, go with it.
>>1887416>C. Attempt to play it off (Spaghetti+)I hear the muffled screams of a manlet as this is happening
>>1887416>>B. Panic (Spaghetti)>A. Close the door, chage, then come back in>D Jump off a cliff
>>1887416>>D. Promptly apologize profusely...>>A. Close the door, change, then come back in
>>1887416>>C. Attempt to play it off (Spaghetti+)
>>1887416Now Weaver, you know I gotta hit that>C.YEET
>>1887416>CWith some D, and by D I mean humorAnd by humor I mean>Nice weather we're having
>>1887416BFucking coco, man
>>1887416>One the one handOn*First>B. Panic (Spaghetti)Second>A. Close the door, chage, then come back inThird>C. Attempt to play it off (Spaghetti+)
Seems we're going CRoll 1d20-10
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Rolled 5 - 10 (1d20 - 10)>>1887469nat 1
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Rolled 18 (1d20)>>1887469There's a draft in here
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Rolled 17 - 10 (1d20 - 10)>>1887469We're gonna get a hard on aren't we?
>>1887474I didn't think this was possible, only I'm the legends.....A Zero
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Rolled 2 (1d20)>>1887469COCO!
Rolled 20 - 10 (1d20 - 10)>>1887469Lets is lewd shit, we got a Grimm berserk reference living in our head, private flashing parties are easy.
>>1887494You did good, you did good
>>1887494CHECK IT BITCHES, USE IT WEAVER! SUCK MY DICK!>Lets is lewd shit,Lets do* this*Damn typos. Whatever, VICTORY IS LUCY'S!
>>1887502Alright, however since you posed it.Are we avoiding spaghetti or ploughing straight into it?
>>1887505>Avoiding spaghettiWho are you and what have you done with Weaver?
>>1887494>>1887501>>1887502>>1887503His dick will be a propeller, spinning around and around>>1887505Hmmmm, tough choice, whatever turns out the most accidentally lewd and or embarrassing to the girls and they like it. Since Kek likes me today, I will place my bet on plowing through it.
>>1887505reach up, detatch arm, kneel, grab towel, "so, havebt seen you around"
>>1887509>Plowing through it
>>1887511This is also an acceptable outcome. Funny too.
>>1887509I support whatever the Kek blessed anon supports
>>1887416You feel the beast stir in you and that warmth fills you again, however instead of being angry you feel something a bit less...aggravating. Instead of cowering away you use your position with coco to step closer, given the current height difference it has a rather positive effect for your desired outcome. The slightest hint of a blush creeps upon her face and you decide that you will have to push on.Revenge was a dish after all, best served mercilessly. “You know Coco.” You start, your voice heavier than it had used to be. You take this time to take your right hand, having dropped your clothes in a heap on the floor, you place it on the frame of the upper bunk, leaning down to to put your face by hers. You can see from here that her jaw has dropped ever so slightly, and her eyes are dancing between your own and...well, you can imagine.The thought only eggs you on.“If you wanted to get a peek, you only had to ask...Then again.” You say, your voice picking up walk past the girl, and you can almost see her shiver as you leave her waiting. You decide to walk up to Yang and smirk “I think I owe you for your own accidental show.” You tell her, though for a moment you see the slight glint of golden flecks in your Jade eyes. “So We’re even, right or do I need to…” You trail on, dancing one finger along her arm “Even the odds?” You add, barely over a whisper.You can almost feel the air move out of the way as Coco and Velvet vacate the room, while the blond bomber is a stuttering mess before finally slapping her hands over his face.>Push it a little further?>A.Yes>B. No, this...this isn’t you
>>1887768>>B. No, this...this isn’t you
>>1887768>>A.YesLuci isn't gonna be a virgin after tonight
>>1887768>B. No, this...this isn’t you
>>1887768>A.YesWE GOT TO GO DEEPER
>>1887768>A.YesLets see how much control the Scourge has.
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Rolled 19 (1d20)>>1887864Here goes nothing
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>>1887889Well done Darling
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>>1887768Stepping closer you can practically feel the warmth of her skin and you’re drawn to it, trailing your hands along the tips of her fingers you can’t help but enjoy the feeling, the feeling of control you have with so...little...effort. It’s addicting in that sickly sweet manner that power is. Is this what Mars always feels like? Violet? Just having such an effect that your mere presence does such things. It was addicting. Following the curve of her fingers to her arms you lean in, breathing in the deep lavender scent of her hair. “What’s wrong, Yang?” You ask, little more than a whisper in her ear and you feel her tremble; Though she make no move to stop you. “W-wha? No, nothing’s wrong!” She says, her voice higher and words faster than she probably wanted. Looking down ever so slightly you feel your breath catch in your throat and that burning, drunken feeling swell. You don’t know why it was pulling you closer, but you weren’t quite driving as much as you were….following instinct. Parting your mouth ever so slightly you lean in and sink your teeth into the crook of the girl's neck. You feel her shiver as you run your tongue slowly over the beating warmth of her vein and you feel your nerves tremble in equal parts excitement and a deep, forgotten hunger. >roll 1d20
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Rolled 14 (1d20)>>1887977And this is where I fall...
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Rolled 14 (1d20)>>1887977Come on, one.
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Rolled 9 (1d20)>>1887977Come on Kek, you owe me for the shit week I had.
Rolled 7 (1d20)>>1887977We're on a roll, let's see if I ruin or continue it.
Rolled 76 (1d100)Don't mind me, just wasting a roll while waiting for Weaver
>>1887977Just as quickly as the jolt of power rushes through you it’s gone and you remember where you are, what is happening, your state of dress and more importantly, who you are. This, whatever you were doing...wasn’t you. You wanted it sure, more than anything you could admit you wanted more of whatever deceptively sweet fix you had gotten, but was this really how you wanted it.Was it?You knew the answer was a screaming “No.” and thus after a moment of tension you finally reached your full height and began to retreat away from the bombshell. Before she could open her eyes you finally manage to at least throw on your boxers. When she finally looks at you her face is scarlet.“L-Lucius…” She murmurs, her hand slowly coming up to rub at the spot you had suddenly sank into. “I...I don’t know what just uh…” Seems you had lost all of your courage as...whatever had taken over you had left. She doesn’t look afraid, but certainly looked confused. You could not blame her, you had after all, had just done something very...intimate. Before she can retreat and before you can stop yourself you hug her, feeling her tense before she realize you aren’t going to do it again and relaxes into your embrace. After a few more moments you Jump as you feel her sink her own teeth into your neck, her tongue dancing ever so slowly along your neck before retreating. The smirk on her face is unmistakable, nor is the slight hint of red in her eyes.“There, now we’re even.” She says, before sashaying out of the room “I’m gonna go grab lunch, gonna join me?” She asks. >Will you?>A. Sure, let me just finished getting dressed>B. Not yet, I have some things I wanted to look into in Vale>C. Not yet, I have to finish some projects in the workshop.
>>1890179>>C. Not yet, I have to finish some projects in the workshop.
>>1890179>C. Not yet, I have to finish some projects in the workshop.the gunz wont make themselves boi
>>1890179>Sure, let me just finished getting dressed
>>1890179It was good while it lasted, and anions honestly worried we were going to tear Yang's throat out.>A. Sure, let me just finished getting dressedRemember, we can't be working on an empty stomach
>>1890179>A. Sure, let me just finsih getting dresses Gotta work with food in out bellies
>>1890179>A. Sure, let me just finished getting dressed
>>1890179“Uh...maybe, i’ll message you when i’m on my way down but uh...could you...uh...i’m still” You say, looking down at your boxer-clad frame. The girls nods, giving a casual “see you” before heading out. Pulling your clothes on you honestly aren’t sure of being around the girl so soon after what had just happened, and so you take your sweet time to fix yourself up to ponder it over.On the one hand there was no denying that you enjoyed the company of the Blonde Bomber, but on the other with what had just happened it bothered you. Was it the scourge’s doing? And if it was the darker thought began to settle into your mind: If the Scourge could alter your emotional state could it do more than that? Was that what it had done in the forest? That was something you desperately wanted to find out, but you had so little to go on at present and you had only three major leads to go on.Ozpin, Oobleck and the mystery figure that they had with them. >Which lead do you plan to go after>A. Ozpin, he IS the headmaster after all>B. Oobleck, he said his door is open to you>C. The mystery figure, if he was here a night ago he was probably still in town.
>>1890572>B. Oobleck, he said his door is open to you
>>1890572>>C. The mystery figure, if he was here a night ago he was probably still in town.
>>1890572>C. The mystery figure, if he was here a night ago he was probably still in town.
>>1890572>>A. Ozpin, he IS the headmaster after allHe probably got a full report and he can contact the guy.
Ya'll realize that if we go off to meet Qrow, whose niece we JUST GAVE A HICKEY TO, bad things will happen, right?I know y'all want to meet the cool guy, but lets not.
>>1890622Don't listen to him he is a dumb
>>1890572>B. Oobleck, he said his door is open to youHe was there for whatever the hell they did to us.
>>1890643Don't try and subvert my words of wisdom.
>>1890622>>1890643Dude, at the rate we're going, he might walk in on us fucking Yang.>>1890646Sure, being able to run for our lives is very important.
>>1890572>>B. Oobleck, he said his door is open to youHe is also the closest thing we have to a dad at this point.
>>1890572changing >>1890581to>C. The mystery figure, if he was here a night ago he was probably still in town.
>>1890572>>B. Oobleck, he said his door is open to you
Looks like I can call it.Writin, but post might be delayed until tomorro
>>1891945>May be delayed until tomorrow >MayThat's a powerful word there Weaver
Forty Ninth Entry: A Monument to the Spirit.The tower is finally complete, the generators hum with great satisfaction; The large turrets we acquired are a great boon and for the first time in what feels like months I can sleep soundly knowing the Grimm are now kept at bay behind our walls. With these elements done the work now looks to the rest of the crater, and the potential it holds for all of us. Already the iron frames of great buildings and gymnasiums are being erected and those huntsmen who have so rapturously celebrated our success now wear the healthy glow of motherhood.All is going according to every expectation I had; With everything complete humanity is victorious once again over the mindless grimm, and our great ebony tower stands now as a monument to our spirit, to MY spirit. With each passing day more and more hopeful hunters and others flock to the promise of a better tomorrow, for they too see the dream I do; And now with such great luck and fortune that dream may yet be a reality.
Fiftieth Entry: A matter of PrincipalThose in Vale that know of us have made a most bizarre request of me and my program; One that equal parts baffles and infuriate me. They wish me to take in nearly four dozen children in from some village that was destroyed, on the excuse that they had been given their aura to ensure they survived their ordeal. Yet without training, without any real understanding of what was expected of them they were useless to me, to the program. They demand an answer, however the one I could give them does not fill them with any sort of confidence. It is a matter of principal on what Icarus is to be that makes me turn away the children, that they are too old, too unshaped to make any use to us by the end. They think me a monster for this but the reality is the farthest thing from the truth.I do not wish to be responsible for the deaths of children who are not at all prepared for the life they are forced to lead. As cold as it seems I do it from a place of kindness; I can only hope that those children grow well and true and should they spite me realize I do this for their safety. They are children, not the soldiers that will be raised here.
>>1890572You decide that it would be best to seek the most unlikely source of information. As to why however is simple: Oobleck would not be honest with you, it was evident from his guilt that he would try to keep you ‘safe’. However as this was concerning your own mind you would never be safe, so hiding them would do nothing. Ozpin, no matter how wise the man might be, clearly knew far more than he had ever led you to believe. This fact bothered you, because it meant that whoever or whatever it was that was messing with you; He had known about it. Yet he had decided that it would be better for you to not know, and you doubted he would truly be upfront with you. While you could deal with your paranoia at a later date, the fact was evident: Neither of the two men you know would tell you anything.That left, rationally, the one source you did not know. He had been in town not long ago and if you had to guess he was still close by ‘in case’; Though how long or where still escaped you. You had a narrow window and you decided that:>A. You need to go now if you have any hope of finding them>B. It will have to wait, you don’t even have an idea of where to start.
>>1895304>A. You need to go now if you have any hope of finding them
>>1895304>>A. You need to go now if you have any hope of finding them
>>1895304>A."So you want to walk into your own funeral, huh?"
>>1895304>A. Oh boi here we go
>>1895304>B. It will have to wait, you don’t even have an idea of where to start.Hang out with Yang and Ruby
>>1895324We're gonna go get lunch with Yang after this anywayor so we said
>>1895326>Implying the rabid madmen that make up the dark thing in Lucy's mind to follow-through on something before the next shiny thing falls in front of themWe still don't have our giant dick reference gun made yet.
>>1895304>A. You need to go now if you have any hope of finding themFuck it
>>1895304Throwing Ariadne on your back you message Yang that something has come up; Though you promise to make up for it as you sprint for the skydock and book a quick shuttle across. You tell yourself that you need to eventually get a vehicle of your own, even if it took you some time to learn how to operate it would be a boon to you. Students were not allowed to make use of the connective subterranean tunnel that connected the two masses, unless they had a vehicle that made use of it. Feeling the airship rattle slightly as it carried you and a few other students to the city below you think of the natural places one might go if they were an unknown huntsmen. First would be the First Bank of Vale, which sat in the business sector of the city. There were no doubts that the person Ozpin had called in was a hunter, and freelance at that. With that it meant that they had to be paid, which meant that the logical place one would go to get their money would be the bank. Second was Port Willow, the major mouth out to the sea that enabled Vale’s lucrative naval trade. Freelancers were always coming and going and if there were a place you’d look into it would be the port. Travel logs weren’t quite...public, but you could at least attempt it. The last place would be any number of bars, clubs and other locales in the city. The only one that you even Knew of was Junior’s, but the bright side was that you would also have the backup from the team already there.>Where do you decide to start your search?>A. The Bank>B. The Port>C. The Club
>>1896673>C. The Club
>>1896673>>C. The Club
>>1899131New Thread boys