There is another soft knock on the door. Your underling, precious ally, and probably the only little girl you can count on completely right now stands behind the wooden barrier to the room you had stayed in for the night, after some "special activities" with a drunken elf girl named Rya, who you met a couple of days ago. Her low-ish voice has a mellow sound to it."Bieri! Can I come in?"Please don't, Charlotte. Normally I wouldn't give a fuck if someone saw me after a rousing night of "doing it" but this is the last person I want to see me in a compromising situation like this. Maybe it would be better if Charlotte was a guy, but it feels wrong to expose her to my rather grimy little affair. Her innocence should be protected!You can't just ignore Charlotte. After rescuing her from a bunch of rustlers called "The Rattlesnakes" and temporarily losing an arm, it's been a long couple of days. You learned that the fluffy girl had been hiding she is from a wealthy family, which you're still a little upset about, but can't get mad at right now. You will feel embarrassed if only person you can depend on right now and who looks up to you sees you had just slept with a very loose, very crass elf casually.Enough wasting time. Gotta to figure up how to get out of this one...Your honest side wants to come clean and be done with it, but the rest of you is worried about your relationship with the pudgy little girl with the raccoon ears and tail.>[Honest] Let her in>Tell her to meet you downstairs>Wake up the sleeping elf>Write In
>>2066956>Tell her to meet you downstairsWe can lose an arm, but we can't lose her innocence.
>>2066963Fuck. Forgot to take the name tag off.But also thread, nice.
All archive links:1 - http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/1883765/2 - http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/1899453/3 - http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/1915032/4 - http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/1933577/5 - http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/1966034/5.5 - http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2002666/6 - http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2037499/>>2066956>>[Honest] Let her in
>>2066956>>[Honest] Let her in
>>2066970>>2066984the hell guys>>2066956>Tell her to meet you downstairs
>>2066997Charlotte is nice and all, but we are her boss after all
>>2066956>Tell her to meet you downstairsShame I'm going to sleep.
I tried anon
>>2067043Words can not express the joy of seeing that, good work anon
>>2066956>>[Honest] Let her inShe had to learn someday
>>2066956Previous ThreadsFirst Thread: >http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/1883765/Previous Thread>http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2037499/Adventurer's ID:William "Billy the Bat” IwoCLASS: Imperial CLASS SUB-TYPE: BanchouSTATS: ???Gelt: 173G (Missing!)>Background: Banchou>Ability: Strongest>Bonus to Intimidate Checks>Bonus to Strength Checks>Weapon: New York No Shinbatsu (Retrieved!)>(Studded Club with Chain)>Magical Enhancement:>Durability +>HP<, ATK+>Items (Missing!)>Hermetically Sealed Diving Suit>Purple Gem>Morrcock Family Ring>Rift Meteorite>Delinquent Traits Scores>Clever: 50* (+12)>Manly: 45 (+5)>Code - Honesty: 35 (+6)>Fight'n Spirit: 32 (-6)>*Clever+>You've been feeling pretty smart with your words lately. You feel like you'd have an easier time convincing people to do shit.>Bonus: Easier time convincing others in social situations>Drawback: Choosing the Clever option causes the Clever to go up by an additional +2, but decreases each other trait by an extra -1 every time. Clever also goes down by an additional 1 point when it isn't chosen option.
>>2067110Delinquent Traits 1.0.1Theses are the character traits that make you who you are, and with them comes both benefits and drawbacks that are befitting of your brash, trouble-making personality. >1) Your traits are kept track of through points, a Trait Score, which will rise and fall as you chose your options. Such traits unlock special dialog prompts that are unique to you. Often times it is a high-risk, high reward option that requires a roll for success and other times a bonus just for maintaining it. The modified prompts is not necessarily beneficial or harmful, simply the embodiment of a trait.>2) Successful rolls will give great benefits in the story, while failures might complicate things. Regardless of success or failure, choosing the modified prompt will cause a gain in points dependent on the situation (+3 or greater), while choosing not to use the prompt given will result in a loss of points (-2). >3) You may use your points to modify your “Write in” responses with your traits, which will give bonuses to the results if the response is appropriate to those traits, at the cost of (-2) points. >4) You may modify a response with more than one trait if appropriate for increased chances, and I encourage “Write in” responses, awarding particularly good responses by potentially refunding points spent. You lose this ability for a particular trait if you have a Trait Score of 2 or less. >5) Higher Trait Scores increase the likelyhood of modified prompts appearing. Lower scores do the opposite. The relative difference in numbers has some affect towards which type of modified prompt is given.>6) You may burn any of these points on given prompts as well to gain an additional bonus, provided the prompt does not already have the modifier on it already. Spend your points carefully, and try to find a balance, for once a trait score hits 0, your ability to take advantage of that trait is gone forever, having “gone soft.” I will make sure you are aware of the Trait Score values at all times as well as clarify any questions and feedback if necessary._________________________________________________________________________________________________Sorry I'm so late guys. I'm here now though. I'll wait just a little while longer for a tie breaker.>>2067043Excellent job anon. The pillow makes me chuckle every time.
Rolled 1 (1d2)>>2066963>>2066970>>2066984>>2066997>>2067005>>2067084>Tell her to meet you downstairs>[Honest] Let her inRollin.
>>2067188>Honesty -2>Tell her to meet you downstairsBriefly considering the idea of letting Charlotte in and coming clean about your illicit relationship is drowned out by your desire to keep this one, acceptable part of her immaturity. You can't let her in."Charlotte, meet me down stairs on the first floor of the inn. I'm not decent and shit!"Hearing the authoritative tone in your voice, the obedient little girl heeds you. She confirms that she heard you, before her heavy little steps head down the stairs."Yes Boss!"Phew, that was a close one. Rya doesn't stir at all from the noise. The elf is out cold. Telling her you'll be downstairs gets you a little groan. You better get your drunken ass in gear, you damned elf!Getting your clothes on and heading down stairs, you head to the little dining room they have for patrons. Charlotte will be there most likely. Damn, your hair doesn't want to stay up!_____________________________________________________________________________________Managing to get you're hair to cooperate is difficult, but you manage to clean up and get ready in the washroom before heading down and reuniting with Charlotte."Boss. Your arm..."Looking at your left arm, which is still bandaged up, you shrug at girl to get her over it. She's still hung up over being the reason you got hurt. It looks like she could go for another cry."Don't worry about it, I'm cool now."She doesn't seem to agree. The Tanukin girl is beside herself. It causes her to blurt out what she was feeling. Thankfully it's not a request to rub her belly again."Boss! Please show me how to fight! I want to protect you!"If it wasn't so genuine, you would have laughed at the prospect. She really wants to do her best to be useful, and she's put effort into working out, but dieting has been hard for her the last two times she got in a pickle. Not eating enough apparently turns her into a voracious, all-consuming animal, as evidenced by her recent binge. The girl's stomach is looking extra plump now. It seems like she's put on a bit of weight..."I wanna get fighting fit boss...I'm...I'm..."You better help her work out, but what's the best way to get her into fighting condition?>Close Quarters Combat. It is the basis of all combat!>Teach her how to fight at a range>Educate her further on how to DOOOODGE>Write In
>>2067295>>Teach her how to fight at a range
>>2067295>Teach her how to fight at a range
>>2067295>Close Quarters Combat. It is the basis of all combat!Self-defense, plus nobody will expect the cute Tanukin girl to throw down some Martial arts at someone
>>2067295>Close Quarters Combat. It is the basis of all combat!
Rolled 1 (1d2)>>2067295>>2067309>>2067319>>2067324>Teach her how to fight at a range>Close Quarters Combat. It is the basis of all combat!Rollin again.
>>2067530>Teach her how to fight at a rangeHmmm...Bieri said he'd be right back, and for me to meet him at the entrance to town. I wonder what he's going to do?...the suspense has gotten me anxious. He said he'll show me how I can contribute in a fight, whatever that means.He's coming back. Oh wow, that's that big gun that lady had the other night! I remember it! He wants me to use that!?I don't know if I'm ready for this...it makes me rub my belly to stop the butterflies. Ugh, I think I got even fatter. I sure wish I didn't eat so much in the past couple of days. I was too hungry!Gotta focus. Gotta impress Billy!Roll to Charlotte.
Rolled 20 (1d100)>>2067570
Rolled 49 (1d100)>>2067570Go potato!
Rolled 42 (1d100)>>2067570
Rolled 17 (1d100)>>2067570>we shoot Billy
Rolled 93 (1d100)>>2067570
Rolled 95 (1d100)>>2067570
>>2067570>>2067582>>2067585>>2067593>>2067603>>2067707>Rolled 95: A natural shooterI've used a rifle exactly once, and it wasn't an oversized toy like this! It was a 22. Winchester, and I was 10. Dear old dad showed me how to shoot. It was fun, but I wasn't interested in that at the time. It would have been helpful now...I've set up some targets on the outskirts of town so Charlotte can shoot, maybe she'll be a better help fighting at a range than up close. It feels bad talking smack about such a nice little girl who kisses the ground you walk on, but her chubby belly is probably better suited to shooting from a distance rather than fighting up close.Fiddling with Rya's gun proves very annoying to operate. The parts to the rifle are non-standard to you. Fucking fantasy guns! It makes you wonder about the anatomy. It seems to be different compared to a real world gun. You aren't sure how to take the safety off of it..."Bieri...can...can I try?"Charlotte doesn't want to undermine you by saying you can't operate Rya's gun, but you don't really care. This thing is stupid and the faster you get it out of your hands, the better."I think your supposed to pull this, turn this, and then...!..."*CRACK!*"FUCK!"It's not long before she learns how to fire the thing. The first time she shoots it though, she is knocked right on to her fat butt. Fortunately, she's more surprised than hurt thanks to her own thickness and low center of gravity. You are spooked out of your mind, not having expected the discharge."I don't think I can shoot this Bieri, It's to big for me...""That's wrong, you and Rya are almost the same weight! If that skinny bitch fires that gun so easily, you can too.""..."Charlotte is a little distraught that the tall and pretty lady you made friends with is around the same weight as her. You made her feel a little insecure.Eventually, Charlotte shows that her bulk allows her to indeed fire Rya's gun, but she has to fire from the ground in a prone position to handle the kick. She complains it hurts her little shoulder a bit, but shows she has some proficiency at sniping. At least her big soft belly is helpful in letting her lie on her stomach comfortably while she shoots from that position. She rarely misses when shooting at the stationary target bottles you set up nearby, even as you increase the distance. Was she always this accurate?"Wow. I think I'm pretty good at this, Bieri. Maybe I should get my own gun?"Probably. This is a very interesting development. Teaching her to fight at close range would have been the best thing, so she could defend herself properly, but this is also very good. Your little girl will finally be able to help you, once she's armed properly.As Charlotte figures out how to reload, you see someone coming in the distance. It's Rya! Uh oh. She looks a little pissed off."Billy you piece of shit bastard!!!">Cont.
>>2067902You end up getting chewed out for borrowing Rya's long gun without permission. Charlotte keeps shooting all the while."God damn it kid! Don't you know not to mess with a girl's gun!"Rya is trying to yell, but clearly is suffering from a headache. After getting to know her so well, you promise to get her a drink before you leave and hug it out. Thank goodness she has a thing for you, even if it's not exactly romantic. Some guys would kill for a cute, non-committal girl like her, but you can safely say you're looking for more out of a relationship."He, when did pee-wee learn how to shoot!? My fucking gun nonetheless.""Boss taught me. He's the best coach ever!"You snort as your ass is getting kissed. You didn't even do anything, other than steal Rya's gat. Th elf seems enthused to give pointers to the little girl on how to shoot properly, but makes sure to get her gun back.>Charlotte learned - Proficiency: Rifles Lvl 1Now that we've finally settled with the Rattlesnakes and got Charlotte back, it's time to move on. You have to make good on your word and find Kaeloras. That was his name, right?Rya is hyped up to go. Her anxiousness to go tells you that she's been waiting for this for a while. The only problem is that your still missing your crap!That stuff? We can get it when we come back this way. I'm confident that not a single Rattlesnake made it out alive to take it. That place is a ghost town. Let's head west to Durnham to find that caravan, before they leave!I'm aren't so sure about that. She wants to leave while Charlotte has almost nothing on her, and my stuff is missing. Maybe I can try to convince her?>Fine let's go>Convince her to get our stuff>Promise to reward her later with your body>Write In
>>2067977>Write In>We'll have an easier time getting something out of the caravan if we have money and goods to offer.
>>2067977>Convince her to get our stuffWe're missing a full-on meteorite>Promise to reward her later with your body
>>2067977>>Convince her to get our stuff
>>2067977>>2067991>>2067992>>2068195>Convince her to get our stuff"Listen Rya, I want to help you, but Charlotte's shit is still in the hideout. We need to head up there."Rya crosses her arms over her chest and looks through her angular green eyes as she narrows them at you. She's not to pleased about not going after her friend."Give me one good reason why I shouldn't drag your ass westward right now. Haven't I done enough for you?"Roll to convince Rya. Best of three.
Rolled 74 (1d100)>>2068222
Rolled 15 (1d100)>>2068222
Rolled 81 (1d100)>>2068222
>>2068222>>2068235>>2068245>>2068246DC - 60: Rolled 81 - Thank you Rya."Rya, please. Let's get Lottie's, and my own stuff back. I might not need it, but let the little girl have a chance to prove herself. She's at her best when she has her gear."Rya scoffs, turns, looks away and then back to you by moving her eyes and not her face. The aside glance is studying you closely. She turns to Charlotte, who is giving her little racoon-puppy-dog-eyes like she's very good at. She's unable to fight the solemn look of Charlotte and your pleading with her, especially when you caress her arm. It excites her a little bit."Fuck. Shit! FINE!...I'll get the horse."She grabs her gun from Charlotte, emptying the chambers and then reloading as she gets ready to travel. You acknowledge Charlotte's excellent pouting skills, before Rya calls out to you."Are you coming or what? Let's go!"The two of you follow her Charlotte is eager to get her stuff back. She misses her bag!Roll to head up north. Taking the first roll.
Rolled 90 (1d100)>>2068295
>>2068298We found a shortcut!
>>2068298>Rolled 90: I think I'm getting the hang of this.After helping Rya eat her breakfast without losing it in her hangover and Charlotte trying not to overdo it a the table, it's time for the three of you to head out.You aren't sure how you ended up sandwiched between slight elf chest on your back and fat Tanukin booty on your lap, that's how it is. Rya is stealthily feeling you up a little bit while Charlotte's round tail brushes you in the face every so often as your legs fall asleep from her weight on you. Girls suck. At least Rya is giving you instruction on riding the horse again. You end up picking it up fairly well after two days, but you're still a beginner.>Billy learned: Rider Lvl 0Rya ends up taking an alcohol-inflicted nap while you ride on, and Charlotte complains about how she wasn't fed by Cold Cassidy at all. She only ate one meal while a hostage, which is not nearly enough for her hungry tummy. Other than that, there's no activity in the sands, and the lot of you make great time despite traveling a trois. Cool.Everything is looking familiar again, but you still have distance to cover.Roll to travel. Taking the first roll again.
Rolled 30 (1d100)>>2068485Nat 1
Rolled 92 (1d100)>>2068485
>>2068485>>2068493>>2068614>Rolled 30: Finally.You make it to the hideout now, after making good time, letting Rya get some shut eye, and Charlotte time to catch up with you. She becomes a little scared, and cuddles into you to avoid looking at the body of a decapitated Cold Cassidy's being picked apart by desert predators while partially submerged in the sand. You don't care about looking either. It's a gruesome sight, even if he deserved it.Once you pass the truck off in the distance, the two of you hop off. Shaking Rya awake and giving her the drink you promised her, the three of you head inside the hideout again. The courtyard is filled with bodies in a state of very slight decomposition. The arid weather keeps them from rotting and stinking worse than they do. Charlotte is covering up her sensitive little nose, unused to the stench of death, especially with her keen smell.The lot of you look around to see how much money you can scrape together. You barely manage to grab about two thirds of what you had before hand from the big group of dead lizardmen. They must have spent it after it was divided amongst themselves. Fuck! Charlotte, fortunately, has a good amount of money on her. She still has a bond-type thing her daddy sent her by mail to grab some more cash later after you find it lying around on a table. She has her bag now too, with a majority of the items still intact.>Obtained: 2363G>Charlotte obtained her bag"Did you see a gaudy looking ring and a big round rock?""No, I haven't seen a ring. And if you want a fucking rock, go outside and find one. Geeze!">Missing: Morrcock Ring>Missing: Rift MeteorSomething is fishy. These assholes would have definitely taken your shit. Judging by the way Cassidy kept the bond around, you know it would have been here until he could scalp the price on your shit. It wasn't on these guys, and it wasn't on Cassidy....That filthy rat!New vigor to head west fills you as you get ready to head to Fort Durnham. Some motherfucker jacked a cool-ass rock, and a ring of sentimental value from a nice Ojisan from you. They won't get off easy."Here pee-wee. If you want to shoot, start with this."Rya tosses Charlotte a rifle. It's one of the smaller shittier ones that the Lizardmen had on them, but it's something. It's a little bigger than the Winchester than you used in your youth. Charlotte takes the time to fix the otherwise shitty gun for a grunt a bit using her [[Jury-Rig]] skill to bring the fire-arm to a decent level of quality. Now it at least looks much better than before. She makes sure to grab some ammo while she's at it.>Charlotte obtained a Rifle: (Good)>Charlotte obtained: 84 rounds"Be careful with your rounds if you plan on taking that outside the Red Divide. Guns aren't widespread around the world. You'll be hard-pressed to find more rounds."That's...very interesting. But you'll ask later. Now it's time to get going.Roll to travel southwest. Taking the first roll.
Rolled 15 (1d100)>>2068710Is maiming theiving merchants frowned upon?
Rolled 80 (1d100)>>2068729Billy can't travel for a shit across the dessertRolling just to see how bad we got fucked up by whatever horror just befell us.
>>2068710>>2068729>>2068857>Rolled 15: Oh shit.There is a silence between the lot of you. Rya has taken the reigns to give you a break and go the way she feels will be the fastest route to Fort Durnham. Meanwhile, Charlotte's round tummy pushes into your back as chubby arms reach around your waist. The little girl makes sure to grip you tight, and to smush her little face into your back. It's like she wants to give you a really big hug."Hmmm. The sand is kind of soft around here."Everything is going well. Of course, that's when bad shit strikes. You were playing with Shinbatsu around your non-dominant arm when you feel very light and unbalanced all of a sudden. The world turns upside-down."SHIIIIIIT!!!!!""NANI!?!""Funya~!"Everyone is thrown from the horse as if flips through the air. What the hell? Your ass gets stuck in the break-away sand and you try hard to get up and prepare Shinbatsu.Looking to the girls first, both of them are okay. Rya landed right on Charlotte, who's soft padding cushioned them both from harm. The elf has come to already and is shouting angrily, pulling down hard on her own long ears in despair."The fucking horse!!!!"The ground has broken open now where you once were. Our horse is slowly being dragged into the gap by what seems to be a spider. A really fucking big spider.It's absolutely massive. Bigger than the size of a shed, no buts about it. It's nasty mandibles drool a disgusting substance as it's hairy legs drag the prone horse down with it into the hole it created that threw you all for a loop as the steed kicks and whinnies. What in god's name is this fucking thing!Holy fuck! I need to stop that monster. How am I supposed to practice my new skill if this fucker eats my horse?_________________________________________________________________________________________That's it for tonight. I need to get some rest. See you all tomorrow early at 12:00PM EST. Hopefully I'll be able to post faster. Thanks again everybody.
Should get charlote a revolver and teach her to speed fire it. Shes got the build to make it work, and itd work better close up whemn the rifle isnt an option.
>>2069038This. Give a potato a revolver and she can fend for herself. Teach the potato to fan the hammer, and she can defend everyone close to her.
>>2069038We don't even know how to can the hammer.You mean ask our elf companion?Also we should still teach her cqc
>>2068928https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_yQjHkoDip0You are currently standing and watching as a gigantic, furry spider drags your horse underground into it's door-trap within the sand. It's huge forelegs have little trouble controlling the horse and pulling it towards it through the sand while the beast kicks for it's life. You have to stop this right now or else you'll be footslogging the rest of the way.Charlotte is getting up after becoming a cushion for elven butt, and Rya's already getting ready to take the shot. The horse is dangerously close to the pit made by the massive spider. Better decide on what you're about to do.>Just get in there already>Take the shot, I'll get the horse to safety>I'm going in, cover me>Get it off the horse, I'll drag it back with this chain>Write In
>>2070020Use [that]. Try to pop its ugly body with a rock. Or it's eyes
>>2070020>I'm going in, cover me>>2070037>>2070024We already have someome that van shoot at range. Why would you want to use [that]?
>>2070020>>2070024Hey batter, batter! SWING BATTER!
>>2070020>>2070024>>2070048>>2070066>Use [that]. Try to pop its ugly body with a rock. Or it's eyesMaybe it's time to use [That]? I want to keep my distance while my arm is still fucked up....FUCK! Looking around, there doesn't seem to be anything conveniently nearby that I can bat in as a projectile. My clever plan has been foiled!As you keep searching for something to use to maim this fucker, Rya opens fire and takes a couple of shots while Charlotte is getting ready to shoot her own salvo.With two loud blasts in the dry air, the first one clips the creature's leg, which does not stop it much from scrabbling to pull the horse in. The second shot however, proves to be quite potent. The giant spider lets out a hissing noise as one of it's many eyes gets blasted by gunfire, turning it into a featureless hole on top of it's arachnid head. "Gotcha bitch! First blood!!"Rya pumps her right hand, taking it off the trigger as she preps to take another shot while the spider is stunned by her excellent sharpshooting. It tries to rise up a bit after recoiling into it's large trap door. The spider doesn't look like it's finished yet, but now would be the best time to attack it while it's not dragging the horse. Come to think of it, you've never used [That] at close range...Maybe you should give it a shot? It's either this ugly fucking bastard, or the horse.>Use [that] on it's face while it's off balance.>Just clobber it like normal>Grab the horse>Use your chain on the horse>Write in
>>2070071>Use [that] on it's face while it's off balance.
>>2070071>>Use [that] on it's face while it's off balance.It's clobbering, but with technique and finesse
>>2070071>>2070076>>2070091>>2070101>Use [that] on it's face while it's off balance.You've only used [That] on projectiles. It's time to see what it does to big ugly monsters when you bash them in the face.Dashing up to the big motherfucker, you're able to easily get in front of it as it clambers back onto the desert floor from below. Looking at it now, between it's mandibles is a rather un-spiderlike, toothy maw. Aren't they supposed to have straw-like fangs to drink thier prey. It drips nasty fluid everywhere from it's mouth! Eeugh!Now it's time to slam this motherfucker's face in. Hopefully Rya gave me enough of an opening to do this. I've only ever batted with my right arm driving the bat without my left hand for shits and giggles!Roll to swing. Taking the best of five.
Rolled 24 (1d100)>>2070111and trips, nice
Rolled 81 (1d100)>>2070111ITS BUG STOMPING TIME!
Rolled 84 (1d100)>>2070111I wonder if we have mana, or rage, or anything like this
Rolled 96 (1d100)>>2070111Its nat 1 time
>>2070151Not when you choose fighting optionsSee that?>>Fight'n Spirit: 32 (-6)that's the problem from last time
Rolled 59 (1d100)>>2070111
>>2070111>>2070119>>2070132>>2070133>>2070151>>2070168>Rolled 96 - I think I know what this does now...With my one good arm, I draw back, ready to clobber this creepy crawly's dangerous looking mouth. I have to compensate for the lack of two arms and using my right to power the swing by shouting loudly at the damned thing. You aim upwards to smash it's head as it lashes out at you with it's arm-like mandibles. This should work!"KURAE!!!!"You start to believe fucking around sometimes payed off when you were bored and had a bat and baseballs around you. The swing does not exactly crush the creature's exoskeleton, but it does impart a wild amount of force in other ways. The hit you just inflicted has lifted the giant eight-limbed freak out from the safety of it's hole. The spider is popped up from the ground a few feet before hitting the sand as hard as the soft surface would allow. FUCK! That was a bit of a strain on your arm. There is another blast from behind as a shot from Charlotte pierces the thing's thorax, draining ichor from the thing as it tries to get up. Rya has already dashed around to find it's head and take some more pot-shots while it's down. The big bastard is still alive and kicking, however, and manages to jump up. The elf manages to get some shots off, hitting the sides of it's body attached to it's head, but not managing to stagger it again as it tries to run off. It's pretty banged up, but manages to get away. It's many legs prove to be very useful for crossing the desert quickly. You would give chase, but your arm is a little numb from such a big swing."Get back here you fucking coward!"After letting Rya calm down, you contemplate the use of [That] on an opponent rather than a projectile. It would seems that the attack turns launches the opponent, turning them into a projectile! On a side note, it doesn't seem to inflict that much damage on the victim though. All the power must be used to impart momentum, rather than to damage. It certainly launched that big motherfucker out of it's hole, supporting your theory. The reflection on [That] makes you wonder how well it would work on a lighter, human sized opponent..."What are you waiting for kid, help me with the horse!"Now this is going to be a bitch. As hasty as Rya sounds, it seems like you'll be the one doing most of the heavy lifting to help the horse stand up again. And those animals are not light. Is it even possible for you with one arm and a skinny bitch to help you? Lefty would probably have more power than her entire elven body!
>>2070111>>2070119>>2070132>>2070133>>2070151>>2070168>Rolled 96 - I think I know what this does now...With my one good arm, I draw back, ready to clobber this creepy crawly's dangerous looking mouth. I have to compensate for the lack of two arms and using my right to power the swing by shouting loudly at the damned thing. You aim upwards to smash it's head as it lashes out at you with it's arm-like mandibles. This should work!"KURAE!!!!"You start to believe fucking around sometimes payed off when you were bored and had a bat and baseballs around you. The swing does not exactly crush the creature's exoskeleton, but it does impart a wild amount of force in other ways. The hit you just inflicted has lifted the giant eight-limbed freak out from the safety of it's hole. The spider is popped up from the ground a few feet before hitting the sand as hard as the soft surface would allow. FUCK! That was a bit of a strain on your arm. There is another blast from behind as a shot from Charlotte pierces the thing's thorax, draining ichor from the thing as it tries to get up. Rya has already dashed around to find it's head and take some more pot-shots while it's down. The big bastard is still alive and kicking, however, and manages to jump up. The elf manages to get some shots off, hitting the sides of it's body attached to it's head, but not managing to stagger it again as it tries to run off. It's pretty banged up, but manages to get away. It's many legs prove to be very useful for crossing the desert quickly. You would give chase, but your arm is a little numb from such a big swing, and you doubt you can hit it hard enough to stop it's train-like locomotion right now."Get back here you fucking coward!"After letting Rya calm down and shoot her gun in anger, you contemplate the use of [That] on an opponent rather than a projectile. It would seems that the attack turns launches the opponent, turning them into a projectile! On a side note, it doesn't seem to inflict that much damage on the victim though. All the power must be used to impart momentum, rather than to damage. It certainly launched that big motherfucker out of it's hole, supporting your theory. The reflection on [That] makes you wonder how well it would work on a lighter, human sized opponent..."What are you waiting for kid, help me with the horse!"Now this is going to be a bitch. As hasty as Rya sounds, it seems like you'll be the one doing most of the heavy lifting to help the horse stand up again. And those animals are not light. Is it even possible for you with one arm and a skinny bitch to help you? Lefty would probably have more power than her entire elven body!Roll to travel through the desert. Taking the first roll.
Rolled 43 (1d100)>>2070212
Rolled 47 (1d100)>>2070212
>>2070206>>2070212This is the oddest doublepost I've ever seen or done. Weird.
At least Blackwell was strongI really hope we get to launch people into other people now that we master a banchou spell
>>2070212>Rolled 43 - Getting really pissed off now!The lot of you continue westward. Rya is in the saddle while you let your arm relax. Somehow, you managed to get the horse up with one arm, after a few tries. You leanred you had vastly underestimated Rya's strength. The elf has strength like a goddamned man! You wouldn't put her anywhere near the same weight class as you-know-who. That mean bitch was crazy strong for no reason, especially when you think back to pushing over that tank alongside her. If what Charlotte said was true, it must be in this "Imperial Class" baloney, considering you've reached bullshit levels in strength as well.As the horse takes you through the desert, there is a gust picking up. As you head westward, the wind increases in it's ferocity. It whips Rya's hood off and pushes nasty sand into your mouth. Charlotte holds on to you as hard as her stubby little arms left her. You look around to try to see through the duststorm being kicked up by the strong winds."Aww shit. Do you here that?""I...I think I do. Is something coming?""Quick kid, on our right! I'm getting sick of these fucking ambushes."Damn these bitches and their stupidly good hearing. As you try to see through the sand to help spot for Rya, there's a figure in the distance. It's quadrupedal, and has a low profile as it scuttles across the ground. It's not nearly as tall as the horse, but you wouldn't be surprised if it was longer. It;s gaining on us, slowly but surely."What the fuck is that?""Who gives a shit! One of you kill it already!"How do I kill this thing if I can barely see it, much less have it within swinging range. Rya's in control of the horse now, so that leaves you and Charlotte to deal with the oncoming threat while in the middle of a mild sandstorm. This is getting annoying...>Stop the horse, I'm going to kill it>Charlotte, take the shot, I'll help you>Wait until it gets close and position yourself to break its face>Write in
>>2070269>>Wait until it gets close and position yourself to break its face
>>2070269>>Charlotte, take the shot, I'll help youUse [That] on the beast if she fails, I want to train our pitching technique
>>2070269>Charlotte, take the shot, I'll help youGive Lottie her first kill
>>2070269>Charlotte, take the shot, I'll help you
>>2070269>>2070273>>2070278>>2070282>Charlotte, take the shot, I'll help youAs much as you want to go down there and crush this thing's skull with Shinbatsu, you aren't about to get off of this horse. It's time for Charlotte to pull her hefty weight for once."Lottie, take the shot.""M-me, are you sure boss!?""Of course I'm fucking sure, just do it! Here, I'll steady you, just shoot the bastard!""O-okay"____________________________________________________________________________________Oh my gosh! I wasn't expecting this at all. Bieri really believes in me! I...I can't let him down! I hope not at least. There's something flanking us right now. It's pretty big, but I can barely see it. This sandstorm is way too much!No! I have to do this. Especially when the Boss is squeezing my tummy with his big strong hand...to keep me balanced of course! Okay! Gotta focus. Gotta make this count. This gun doesn't exactly shoot quickly.Roll to Charlotte. Best of five.
Rolled 66 (1d100)>>2070314
Rolled 70 (1d100)>>2070314Our imperial class includes leading others
Rolled 46 (1d100)>>2070314
Rolled 73 (1d100)>>2070314Go potato girl.
Let's go Potato!
Rolled 28 (1d100)>>2070314
>>2070397Sniper Potato best potato
>>2070314>>2070317>>2070320>>2070340>>2070397>>2070417>DC 70: Rolled 73 - I did it!This storm makes it so hard to aim! The sights of my rifle blend into the background as I try to take the shot, the silhouette of the monster has gotten closer. I can still barely see what it is, but it doesn't look friendly!I do what the pretty-looking human lady with funny ears told me, exhaling as I pull the trigger.Barely able to hear the shot ring out over the movement of the sand, the attacker I had just shot is still coming. It's slightly slower than before."Hurry up fluffball! Hit it again!"Oh, I got it! Maybe it'll be easier now this time...The monster running through the sand looks like some kind of lizard, I think. I almost feel bad about shooting it again, if it wasn't for the fact it looks like it could eat me...I have to finish it off! Another shot and whatever was assaulting us disappears into the distance as the dust consumes it."Score!"I did it! I helped the boss! Now if only he could hold me super tight like this just a little longer...________________________________________________________________________________________The storm subsides after some time. The long trek finally comes to a close as we reach Fort Durnham. The "Fort" Is actually fairly small. Being as cultured as you are, the architecture of the high walls of the fort don't seem to match the rest of the frontier town. It looks out of place, and very very old. Parts of it are a little out of shape, but otherwise still seems to be reasonably intact. The fortress stretches high into the air and creates a nice centerpiece to the otherwise shanty-looking town.Rya looks pretty worn out from navigating that sandstorm earlier. You can tell, since she parked the horse at the damned watering hole. And not the one that would actually hydrate you. She's ready to get some fucking drinks already. It's still a bit early for that shit. "I need a fucking break. but as soon as I'm done, we need to find that caravan. Fast. They should still be around if they were planning to pass the Black Bowl. Gaia help whoever the fuck thinks it's a good idea to try to cross that shit.""What the hell's a Black Bowl?"Your confusion causes Rya to recoil from exposure to the incredible ignorance. Charlotte gives you a look. Apparently she even knows about it."It's like the worst sandstorm ever, except it never stops. It cuts off Dossantos from the rest of the Red Divide, and makes getting there a bitch. It doesn't stop dumbasses from trying to cross, seeing how amazing Dossantos is. Tch! I was getting a little too close to it on the way here, if you didn't notice.""Yeah boss! It's really bad for trade, because you either have to go around it or through it. Even the Roc can't deliver mail because the winds are so bad. It takes a lot of time and effort to break through. It get's it's name because at night, it's like a big black wall!">Cont.
>>2070524Inb4 Charlotte shot Kauss/his son
>>2070524An eternal dust storm? Now I've heard everything. To think, the next major city is behind the curtain of sand. Looking westward, you can already see the way the clouds darken in the distance, and a haze that erases the horizon. I think I have something for this kind of situation...don't I?This gives you a chance to look around. Or maybe it's a good idea to stay with the elf. You don't want her drinking to much. Especially since your going to have to cross that shit yourself later! If you want to get to Dossantos, at least. They made it sound awful. Son of a bitch! This makes you want to look for Kaeloras over Vhosk, granted the elf-guy is on this side of the Black Bowl.>Let Rya do her thing and relax. Take Charlotte with you>Stay with Rya and keep an eye on her. Then we get ready>Have Charlotte stay with Rya. Head out yourself>Write In
>>2070572>>Have Charlotte stay with Rya. Head out yourselfLook for a carriage or something like that
>>2070572>>Have Charlotte stay with Rya. Head out yourself
>>2070572>Let Rya do her thing and relax. Take Charlotte with youLet's find that rat bastard, he's probably in one of the bazaar or marketplaces in the fort.
>>2070572>Let Rya do her thing and relax. Take Charlotte with youAnd let's be real loud when we confront them. Thieves.
>>2070572>Stay with Rya and keep an eye on her. Then we get ready
Rolled 1 (1d2)>>2070572>>2070578>>2070594>>2070605>>2070608>>2070620>Have Charlotte stay with Rya. Head out yourself>Let Rya do her thing and relax. Take Charlotte with youRollin.
>>2070648>Have Charlotte stay with Rya. Head out yourselfRya certainly looks pooped, but you're afraid of the repercussions of leaving her alone. You don't trust your drunk elf, so you're going to have your chubby raccoon keep an eye on her."Rya, I don't mind you getting a drink, but I don't trust you not to get wasted. I need you sober so we can get back.""What the hell is that supposed to mean? I'll be fine! I don't need a damned babysitter!""I thought you'd say that. Lottie, can you make sure Rya doesn't get into any trouble? I'm going to go look for the caravan."Charlotte, who has gotten a bit more confidence after killing god knows what in the desert storm earlier, stands at attention to acknowledge your order. The little girl then clings to Rya's leg, with a determined look on her face and a forceful "Hmph!"."Is this a fucking joke!? Damn it kid! She's so fucking...hrnf...heavy!"Charlotte has made use of her plump body to make herself like a leg weight that those criminals have to wear. That ball and chain shit.The pudgy little girl's body must really feel like a big restraint. Rya gives you a dirty look before dragging herself and Charlotte inside the bar she's stopped at to go guzzle alcohol. Hopefully Charlotte is able to stop her from going ham on the booze again.Now it's time to find that dirty rat who jacked your shit!The first place you want to look is wherever the marketplace is of course. It's not hard to find, there are a shitload of sellers, merchants and products all over the place. One of the items being sold are those odd, alchemically filled spray bottles you had used in Prontia. A lizardman is currently selling it. Guess that shit got popular.Looking around, it's difficult to look through all the demi-humans around. There's even a new kind of citizens traipsing about. They are small and wear heavy cloaks, even in the desert heat, keeping their heads covered at all times. Every single one of them not only covers up to the point of featureless-ness, and almost every one of them uses a walking cane. Weird. On the more familiar side of things, you notice there are a bunch of brutish looking enforcers around here. Most of them are lizardmen, and the rest are those Roc bird-men guys. They all seem to be armed rather well. With fucking rifles topped with bayonets, of course.Near the marketplace there is one stall that stands out from the rest. Another one of those bird dudes is hanging out there looking pretty bored. From the parcels on display, it seems to be some kind of post office.Continuing your search, there is one merchant that looks kind of familiar. He's definitely a rat, but you can't remember if he's your rat. He's manning a counter. He looks younger than the guy who stole from you. At least that's what you think.Now what do I do?>Stake out and wait to see if you rat comes out.>Keep searching>Take a peek at the post office>Just go up to the stall. Maybe you won't be recognized>Write In
>>2070710>>Stake out and wait to see if you rat comes out.
Rolled 2 (1d2)>>2070710>>2070745>>2070751>Keep searching>Stake out and wait to see if your rat comes out.Rollin.
>>2070833>Stake out and wait to see if your rat comes out.Staking out near to the stall which the rat-man hangs out proves to be fruitful. Sure enough there is an older looking rat person who comes to chat with the younger rat. He makes a lot of gestures and the younger guy starts to pick the things up they display. You don't see anything of yours among it. It's just a bunch of junk. On one of the interesting hand gestures the new rat makes, you notice something on his hand. It's Ojisan's big brass-colored ring! That confirms it. Time to head over there...Or maybe you should try to be more subtle? Either way, his ass is grass!>[Intimidate]Threaten to beat his ass for stealing from you>Surprise his ass>Stalk him until you reached a secluded area, then snatch him>Write In
>>2070857>>[Intimidate]Threaten to beat his ass for stealing from youBreak his arm
>>2070857>>[Intimidate]Threaten to beat his ass for stealing from you
>>2070857>[Intimidate]Threaten to beat his ass for stealing from youBe loud about his thieving and attempted corpse robbing.
>>2070857>[Intimidate]Threaten to beat his ass for stealing from youNo merchant wants a reputation for body looting of a potential customer.
>>2070875>>2070904"YOU! YOU MOTHERFUCKERS COULDN'T JUST LEAVE ME TO DIE. NOOOOOOO! YOU HAD TO FUCKING LOOT ME WHILE YOU WERE AT IT! WASN'T EVEN ON THE GROUND TEN MINUTES! BODY WASN'T EVEN COLD! I WAS STILL EVEN FUCKING BREATHING!! BUT NO! YOU FURRY ASSHOLES ROBBED A WOUNDED MAN AND LEFT HIM FOR THE BUZZARDS! I WANT MY METEORITE, MY MONEY, AND MY GODDAMNED GEAR BACK OR SO HELP ME I'M BRINGING THE FUCKING MILITIA DOWN ON YOU SO HARD-"
>>2070857>>2070862>>2070871>>2070875>>2070904>[Intimidate]Threaten to beat his ass for stealing from youSeeing the man that stole from you fills you with rage. You want your sweet-ass meteor and that ring back! The only issue is the bunch of motherfuckers around the marketplace with guns...Roll to intimidate. Best of seven.
Rolled 77 (1d100)>>2070920Bring the FUCKING FURYAlso, don't we have a bonus to Intimidate?
Rolled 55 (1d100)>>2070920Bitch wheres my money?
Rolled 16 (1d100)>>2070920
>>2070918Maybe replace the last line with"I WANT MY METEORITE, MY MONEY, AND MY GODDAMNED GEAR BACK OR SO HELP ME I'LL DO TO YOU WHAT I DID TO CASSIDY! A FUR COAT TO MATCH MY NEW SNAKESKIN BOOTS!"Inform him just how dangerous of a person he just messed with.
Rolled 84 (1d100)>>2070920
Rolled 11 (1d100)>>2070920Its nat 1 time again
Rolled 37 (1d100)>>2070920
>>2070920>>2070926>>2070928>>2070935>>2070962>>2070974>>2070992>>2071049>DC 60: Rolled 84 - You dirty rat!That does it! This bastard needs to pay for his thieving ways. Stomping your way over, the crowds of people trying to shop part like that one salty inlet in the Old Testament you forget the name of right now."Uhh. Mister, we're closed now.""Now, now, we never turn away customers, especially if their pa-"You don't even let him finish his sentence before you have him by the throat. Lifting him up with your one good arm doesn't take to much effort."I WANT MY METEORITE, MY RING, AND ANYTHING ELSE YOU STOLE, OR SO HELP ME I'LL RIP YOUR HEAD OFF LIKE THE LAST GUY WHO STOLE SHIT FROM ME!!!!!!"The rat man simply gargles, somewhat angry and confused by your accusation."Whoa, excuse me pal! I don't know what's gotten into you, but you need to drop him right now, before I get the guards."Right now, you wish you had your other arm to strangle this ignorant fuck along with his boss. You ignore him and focus on the rat-man you're strangling the life out of."What's the matter asshole? You don't remember me? EHHH!?"Oh, now he remembers. He's struggling to get away and break off after realizing you aren't as dead as he thought you were. You've scared the shit out of him!"Halt sir! Release him at once!"One of the Roc guards and two of his lizardmen cronies with the guns are here. They want you to drop the man, but you notice that the Roc that stopped you is a little shaky in addressing of you. How are you going to handle this now?>[Intimidate] I'll keep pushing them, they've clearly been a little shook>[Honest] Tell them a little story>Have the rat-man explain himself>Write In
>>2071212>>[Honest] Tell them a little story
>>2071212>[Intimidate] I'll keep pushing them, they've clearly been a little shook
>>2071212>[Honest] Tell them a little story
>>2071212>>2071215>>2071218>>2071228>>2071233>>2071311>Honest +3>[Honest] Tell them a little storyI've definitely got their attention, but I also don't have any immediate evidence of exactly what happened. Better hope they believe me.Roll to make them believe you. Best of five.
Rolled 69 (1d100)>>2071324
Rolled 85 (1d100)>>2071324
Rolled 55 (1d100)>>2071324
Rolled 79 (1d100)>>2071324
>>2071324>>2071327>>2071328>>2071329>>2071332>>2071353>DC 70: Rolled 85 - It goes like this...Taking the thieving rat and dropping him to the ground causes him gasp for air after having been partially strangled. Before he tries to get away, you grab him by his fleshy, spindly tail and sit on him so that he stays put."It's a long story boys, but it goes like this..."Your discourse about the previous events include you journey out west looking for somebody, heading out into the Red Divide and meeting the douchebag you're sitting on, and then getting attacked by the Rattlesnakes and being left for dead while your friend was kidnapped.Your sincerity seems to more than convincing enough to the guards, especially when you explain the significance of the ring, and how the rock you had gotten from the rift when passing through the Duvali mountains east of here was also pilfered. If they didn't believe your interesting story, then they might believe since your the only human around these parts, and that means something."Uncle, I can't believe you'd leave someone to die like that. After taking his stuff too!""Well I do. As much as I don't want to believe the human, he seems earnest enough. We can't say the same about some of your business practices, Mr. Ratzentelle. We warned you what would happen if you kept going down this path of dishonesty."The guards seem really upset with this guy. He's probably been a nuisance that they want to get rid of or see punished after bothering them so much. He asks one of his lizard allies what the punishment for looting is. After getting a few whispers into his ear, the bird man isn't pleased with the result."That's it!? This town sure has fallen. It's probably because of the meddling of those blasted cityfolk from Dossantos, nothing good comes from that debauched place."The Roc looks around really quickly, before walking up to you and Mr. Ratzentelle. He whispers into your ear."I'll let you do what you want, but Mr. Ratzentelle needs to be at the outpost outside this bazaar by nightfall. Just promise not to maim him or something. I can't let that slide."He tells the nephew that he's going to take you and his uncle to figure this out, but you know that's a lie. Once he leads you out alongside his men, he asks what you want to do with the thief, other than recover your stuff. The rat man is a blubbering mess after you terrified him, still trying to get away from his fate and making excuses. Getting something out of him might be a good chance to help Rya.>Give me an hour with alone with him. I need to interrogate, He knows something I don't>I want compensation for my troubles>Let's continue making our deal from earlier. You remember>Write In
>>2071564>>Give me an hour with alone with him. I need to interrogate, He knows something I don'tPunishment for stealing is cutting the arm
>>2071564>Give me an hour with alone with him. I need to interrogate, He knows something I don't>I want compensation for my troubles.I want my stuff back plus the Quill. Its an important clue for a member of my group.
>>2071579>Just promise not to maim him or something. I can't let that slide."Let's just break an arm.Also>>2071564>Give me an hour with alone with him. I need to interrogate, He knows something I don't>hit post half hour ago>come back to captcha failed
>>2071813We havent made any promise yet
>>2071564>>2071579>>2071600>Give me an hour with alone with him. I need to interrogate, He knows something I don'tIf he saw the quill being used, than this bastard knows who Kaeloras is and hopefully what happened to him. Rya's going to want in on this."Give me an hour with alone with him. I need to interrogate, He knows something I don't.""Fine, just bring him back in one piece. I won't be able to explain it off if he gets injured. Bring him to the outpost outside the bazaar in an hour and we'll leave it at that."The rat-man is not pleased by the situation at all. He accuses the guard of collusion and demands justice."How could you just hand me off to him like that. I know people, you'll be in a lot of trouble sir!!!"The guards leave you to your business. Time to interrogate this piece of shit.__________________________________________________________________________________________You aren't able to find the girls at the bar. After asking the bartending lizardman about their whereabouts, it turns out that they had head up to a room above the tavern's bar and restaurant.After findin the room, it is suspiciously open. You open the door to find an interesting sight, Rya is laying down on the bed and looking very impatient, electing to use Charlotte's stomach as a pillow while Charlotte herself snoozes, making herself into the best cushion possible. Good job chubster, you managed to keep the drunk elf sober. Rya double-takes, having seen the rat man you brought with you now. On the way up, you chained his arms with Shinbatsu and stuffed some napkins in his mouth to shut him up."Who the fuck is that?""The caravan owner I was talking about, remember? Fucking got 'em."Rya is very pleased, maybe a little too pleased. She's already grabbing her gun next to the nightstand, causing the thief behind you to squirm in his restraints."Whoa, hold it. We got an hour with him.""One fucking hour? He better tell me where Kaeloras is, or else his life won't make another damned hour!"You have to interrogate this guy now. Charlotte is waking up, and Rya's ready to kill this idiot. Maybe one of them will help the process go more smoothly. Depending on how well this goes, you can milk this fuck and be compensated for your troubles.>[Intimidate] I don't need any help, this will be easy>[Intimidate] Do some good cop bad cop with Rya>[Intimidate] Do some bad cop fat cop with Charlotte>Write In
>>2071825>>[Intimidate] Do some bad cop bad cop with RyaNo good cops for jews
>>2071825>[Intimidate] Do some bad cop bad cop with Rya
>>2071825>[Intimidate] Do some good cop bad cop with RyaHe knows we're at least capable of reason. Let Rya be the bad cop. We're the... less... bad... cop.A little bad cop/ good cop/ fat cop. Oldest trick in the book.
>>2071825>[Intimidate] Do some bad cop fat cop with Charlotte
>>2071825>>[Intimidate] Do some bad cop fat cop with Charlotte
>>2071825>>2071830>>2071839>>2071840>>2071843>>2071847>[Intimidate] Do some bad cop bad cop with RyaMaybe Charlotte would make a better negotiator if you were to utilize the good cop, bad cop strategy? She has a very hard time being forceful, is disarmingly chubby and is adorably fluffy all around. A cute little girl to offset what your going to do to this guy.......Nah!! You'd rather make this guy shit himself. Rya is clearly ready to help you do that.Roll to interrogate. Best of seven.
Rolled 13 (1d100)>>2071908
Rolled 15 (1d100)>>2071908MAXIMUM BULLY
Rolled 87 (1d100)>>2071908
Rolled 22 (1d100)>>2071908Gogo
Rolled 34 (1d100)>>2071908Let's see some brown pants.
Rolled 71 (1d100)>>2071908
Rolled 68 (1d100)Time to gas
>>2071908>>2071912>>2071921>>2071928>>2071962>>2071983>>2071990>>2072017>DC 65: Rolled 87 - Holy shit! Calm down bitch!"Lottie, go get something to eat downstairs or something, we need some time alone."You don't need to tell the fluffy little girl twice to go feed the bottomless pit she calls a belly with food. She's already awake and out the door before you finish, leaving you, Rya, and the rat alone.What you had thought was going to be a devious and smart idea ends up being quite a hassle for you. You were initially thinking of a bad cop bad cop situation, but it ends up playing out as a bad cop worse cop scenario. Rya has no chill!"Let me go already! I'm only going to shoot him in the foot, no big deal! They always talk when you shoot them in the fucking foot.""God damn it! I told you already, we can't beat him too hard or else the guards will get in trouble. Fuck!""D-don't hurt me! Please, I'll do anything!!!!"You end up barely stopping Rya from putting holes into Mr. Ratzentelle. It was a little surprising an elf could be so vicious. She not all that scary, being rather easy on the eyes and having a waifish build, but her big-ass gun is quite intimidating. The scariest part is definitely her willingness to use it. You end up having to hold her back most of the time but it ends up leading to the rat promising not only to return your meteorite, but also throw in the quill for free, and of course, a rather interesting confession on top of drinks for Rya. "So what you're telling me is that Kaeloras was kidnapped!?"The rat had said he was doing a delivery job for non other than Harvey Cold Cassidy when he had noticed from a great distance while scavenging on break that there was a strange human-looking man out in the desert in front of a large, metal, alien contraption that probably was from the rift. He had gotten closer in time to see the man get bored and start using the clouds to create strange, stylized images with the quill. After this had gone on for some time, the man was ambushed by a bunch of dark clad warriors. He was holding his own with sorcery until an huge black creature swooped down and snatch him up swiftly and took him eastward, towards the abandoned tower deep in the mountains. That's when the rat found his quill had fallen into the desert and pocketed it. What an opportunist.Rya lets out a cry of frustration. The reason better be the same thing you're pissed off about. You have to go back east again!___________________________________________________________________________________________________That's it for tonight. I'll be back at 3:00PM EST tomorrow. Hope to see you all there.
>>2072147Are you American or Canadian
>>2072147Take care Truck
>>2072147The elf is beside herself on hearing that her friend had been kidnapped by a giant, flying, monster. It's too soon to figure out where he's gone now. You'll have to do some investigation on where the hell Kaeloras is. Rya takes out her frustration on the rat man by slapping him and shouting in his face."How could you let them take him! You didn't even tell anyone he was captured! Just like you did my friend over hear too!""H-he was just a stranger! I had could barely believe my own eyes at what I saw anyways...I'm sorry! Please, have mer-!"Rya keeps her grip on the trader, but instead of grabbing her long rifle, she reaches to whip out the big revolver-type weapon she picked off of Clive. The barrel of the large handgun is shoved into Mr. Ratzentelle's mouth, which shut him up as he sees how deadly serious the elf woman is."Give me one good reason why I shouldn't shoot you right now, you greedy, cowardly fucking bastard!"If the rat man does as The elf looks serious about blowing this idiot's brains out. As much as you wanna punish this guy for fucking you over, that guard's livelihood probably depends on this dick-head's return, as does the un-involved nephew helping him at his shop here in Fort Durnham."Rya."Turning to face you, the pain in her emerald eyes on learning that her friend really is in danger and that her greatest fears have been proven true is quite real. Her teeth are grit, showing she hasn't accepted Kaeloras might be hurt, or worse. She hasn't shown this level of seriousness until now. It speaks volumes about her kinship with the missing elf.This guy's fate is in your hands now. Better figure out what to do with him .>[Fightin'Spirit] Let Rya do what she wants>[Manly]Stop Rya, but punch his fucking teeth in>[Honest]This interrogation is over. Stop Rya and return him to the authorities>Write In
>>2073527Break his arm, that will be enough punishment
>>2073527>[Manly]Stop Rya, but punch his fucking teeth in
>>2073527>>[Honest]This interrogation is over. Stop Rya and return him to the authoritiesI want my Honest points BOI
>>2073527>[Honest]This interrogation is over. Stop Rya and return him to the authoritiesCop did us a huge favor, something I think we should appreciate, considering how they usually treat us
>>2073527>>[Fightin'Spirit] Let Rya do what she wants
>>2073527>>2073531>>2073539>>2073572>>2073576>>2073580>Honest +3>[Honest]This interrogation is over. Stop Rya and return him to the authoritiesYou decide that you'll try to talk Rya down. She's pretty upset though, and not letting her vent her frustration will most likely piss her off. She has a loaded gun in his mouth, after-all.Roll to calm Rya. Best of five.
Rolled 30 (1d100)>>2073612
Rolled 90 (1d100)>>2073612
Rolled 4 (1d100)>>2073612
Rolled 1 (1d100)>>2073612
>>2073629>>2073631WELP, HE'S FUKING DED
>>2073629So now she goes on a rampage around town including billy and potatoGG
>>2073634Lets get out of the town as fast as we can and take that guard with us so he doesnt get punishedInb4 her gun malfunctions and explodes and we all die
>>2073631>>2073633>>2073634>>2073635>>2073647If one of you could at least roll your last die. Maybe the dice gods will save you?
>>2073647one anon can still save us, only needs to roll a 100
>>2073672I rolled a 4
Rolled 14 (1d100)>>2073612Fuck me the desert has been only crit fails so far
I see us getting shot, jailed, or both. Why this.
>>2073612>>2073616>>2073618>>2073624>>2073629>>2073678>DC 60: Rolled 1 - Oh shit!The old rat is whimpering now, crying like the bitch he is as he stares down death right in the face."You're too sober, Rya. Calm down and I'll get you a drink. I owe it to you. We can relax and I'll do whatever you want tonight, okay?"Rya doesn't respond at first, and the handgun is still in the rat-guys mouth. After a moment of silence between the three of you, she turns to you and aims the big handgun, standing up with frustration on your face. She's very emotional right now, and from you're experience emotional women are bad news"If really you want to pay me back, then just let me shoot this fucking asshole already! Fucking shit! You keep telling me to do it your way. What about me! Asshole! Can't you see pieces of shit like him deserve to die?"With reason thrown to the wayside, you've made up your mind. Inching closer while the elf if flipping her shit, you're going to save this stupid greedy bastard's life, for the sake of the other people this might affect. You've got one chance for this.Rya probably wouldn't expect you to tackle the shit out of her! As she turns around to fire, you make your move to try to stop her."Alright bitch! Time for you to fucking die!"Roll to stop Rya by force. Best of seven.
Well for once it wasn't us that fucked up or get fucked.
Rolled 55 (1d100)>>2073697It is natural to die.
Rolled 59 (1d100)>>2073697fucking auto-update
Rolled 26 (1d100)>>2073697Gotta redeem myself.
Rolled 91 (1d100)>>2073697This rat gave us 3 ones
>>2073697>>2073705>>2073709>>2073717>>2073737>DC 90: Rolled 91 - I managed to save his life, but at what cost?You were prepared for this shit, but the consequences are hard to swallow.There are a couple of yelps, loud crashes as bodies hit the ground, and the sound of cursing as you tackle the shit out of your pretty friend. All of the noise is drown out as her gun discharges twice.In a feat of agility, taking advantage of her trust, you've tackled Rya to the ground and disarmed her. She's pretty strong for a skinny, pasty fairy, but you're still able to overpower her with your magically enhanced bullshit strength."Let. Me. GO!!!"Her struggling bruises you and gets a nice scratch across your cheek as she thrashes about angrily."Please, Rya...get a hold of yourself!""Fuck you!"After what seems like an eternity, Rya has finally stopped fighting you. After making sure she's settled down a bit, you let go, and the two of you stand off. Looking into her bright green eyes hurts your chest a bit as tears fall from them. She's very upset now. You just let her slap the shit out of her, knowing well what it's like to have someone you care about taken away from you."I hate you!!"With that, the elf storms out of the room after grabbing her shit. She's not going to help you any more, it seems.Sitting on the bed with your head in your hands, you know you lost a powerful ally, even with everybody's best interest at heart. The stupid rat who caused this has passed out from the fear of being shot.Not long after your scuffle with Rya, Charlotte come into the room, asking if you're okay."Where's the pretty blonde lady?"Quickly grasping the situation when your frustration prevents you from answering, Charlotte does the thing she best at.You get a big soft hug from your little girl. At least she's a total pro at that.Rya is gone, fed up with your bullshit. Maybe you should consider giving up on helping her find Kaeloras. She clearly doesn't want your assistance anymore.>No, I will stay true to my word>Yes, it's time to move on
>>2073833>>No, I will stay true to my word
>>2073833>No, I will stay true to my wordOur word is Law, what we say happens and doesn't mean shit if we cant back it up, we gave our word that after we find Charlotte we'd help her and so help me if we are finding him.And fuck me I have to go just as it starts to get interesting. The joys of Yuorpen
>>2073833>>Yes, it's time to move on
>>2073833>No, I will stay true to my wordShe literally helped stick our arm back on and has followed us and done our shit for a while now.Time to pay her back.
>>2073833>No, I will stay true to my wordShe's mad right now, but when she calms down, she'll see that we saved her a hell of a lot of time and trouble. Murdering a merchant is the last thing she needs to deal with.
>>2073833>>2073835>>2073846>>2073885>>2073902>Manly +1>Honest +1>No, I will stay true to my wordIt's true, your a little pissed off that she flipped out and left you here, but at the same time, Rya has done a lot for your sorry ass. If it wasn't for her and the elves around here, you'd be out of an arm.No, you will stay true to your word.After enjoying Charlotte's soft hug and patting her head, you slap the stupid rat awake. It's time to bring him to the authorities.While dragging the bastard down, looking for Rya by chance she's still here shows that she really left. She took the horse and everything. Charlotte has had an angry face since you left, which is uncharacteristic of her from her usually mellowed-out demeanor. Seeing you genuinely unhappy must have made her angry. Oh boy, everybody better watch the fuck out, the little raccoon is mad!Doing as the guard instructed, you walk the rat man, who has done nothing but bitch and complain on the way here, to the outpost. One faint of a lunge from you shuts him the fuck up again. Filthy coward. Should have given him a good smack when you had the chance. One of the lizardmen that had been with the Roc who allowed you to interrogate is there, and the rat's nephew is with him, clearly mad at his uncle. They are both relieved that the rat is pretty much unscathed, other than the pant-shitting terror you inflicted on him. After discussing the terms you had come to while putting the bastard under duress, after another hour, you get your shit back, plus compensation. The rat kid is happy to get rid of the stupid quill.>Obtained: Morrcock Family Ring>Obtained: Rift Meteorite>Obtained: Kaeloras' QuillJust after handing the rat-bastard over to the guards once your shit is back where it belongs, Charlotte kicks Mr. Ratzentelle right in the shin before he is escorted to holding. The older rat with the fake tooth jumps in place and curses before being taken away by the guards without further incedent. The nephew apologizes for his embarrassing uncle and thanks you for not doing anything horrific to him.The two of you head back to the tavern. Fortunately, this time you have a room with a pair of beds in it. Charlotte still tries to worm her way into sleeping in your bed with you, for morale support. After sending her to her own mattress, it's time to rest. You are tired, and if you don't sleep, this arm will most likely not heal properly. Lefty is still numb and unresponsive. Tomorrow you'll head back to the Duvali mountains. Whatever was carrying Kaeloras wouldn't have flown directly over the mountain range to get across, or have at least not made it very far through the skies dominated by The Rift.Roll to sleep.
Rolled 36 (1d100)>>2074012Hopefully Rya will come back.
Rolled 71 (1d100)>>2074012We should buy some kind of carriage with camels or something like that
Rolled 56 (1d100)>>2074012
Rolled 19 (1d100)>>2074012At this point I feel kind of guilty not letting Lotti sleep with us. Also rolling.
>>2074030I'm starting to think one of her goals is to make Billy see her as something more than an underling.
>>2074038Going to have to get into propper good shape for that. I think Billy isn't really going to let go that she doesnt take propper care of herself.
>>2074044Yeah probably. Nothing wrong with a little chub, but Billy seems to have a type.
>>2074064I dont think hes ever going to sexualize her.Even with the body type thing he's seen her as a child pretty much all the time.It'll be a weird juxposition if that changes. Only way i see it being possible is a long time seperated where Char got her shit together and even then. Most normal people dont really fully let go of viewing people as children even when they age.
>>2074012>>2074022>>2074027>>2074029>>2074030Rolled: ??Waking up in the middle of the night, you find yourself still in bed, surprisingly in the same position, on your right side, facing the wall. It's better than shitting everything up in your sleep, you guess. You were expecting to be lost in Fort Durnham since Rya isn't here to fuck you to sleep tonight.Thinking about tomorrow makes you wonder about what the rat-man said about how Kaeloras was supposedly attacked and then kidnapped. The warriors he had described were clad in black armor, and the flying beast that come down and taken him must have been related. Maybe it was Dr. Corvus?...Nah. The Crow Man seems like he works alone. Maybe it was one of the Twelve? Speaking of Corvus, if he's anything to go by, not all the powerful evil guys work for the Demon Lord. Damn, no matter which way you slice it, you aren't sure who or what might be involved. Apparently, whoever abducted Kaeloras knew that elves existed, even though they've been in hiding for thousands of years, apparently. They are very old, very worldly, or both. And they must have a fascination with either the lineage of the stormblood sorcerers, or perhaps The Rift. Why else would they take a lazy good-for-nothing that has only those two things in his interest? According to Rya anyways. There might be something more to the guy you're looking for.As you try to be productive with your time awake, you hear the floorboards make a few little squeaks, the bed move under some weight, and then small arms wrap around your waist.It seems Charlotte has gotten very brave and has snuck into bed with you. You can feel her chubby face rub into your back as she squeezes you around your middle, not quite able to reach her stubby arms around all the way. There are muffled little grunts hitting your back as she holds you tight.It feels nice, but you don't want her to think she can just come into your bed like this and cuddle all willy-nilly. You have principles and standards. That and her childlike physique makes you feel sort of dirty for letting her get this close, regardless of her age.>Say nothing, just ignore it>Tell her she better work hard tomorrow>Allow her to sleep at the foot of the bed from now on, or she gets kicked out>Kick her out>Write In
>>2074183>Tell her she better work hard tomorrow
>>2074183>>Tell her she better work hard tomorrow
>>2074183Go to the other bed, without waking Charlotte.
>>2074183>>2074190>>2074195>>2074199>>2074220>Tell her she better work hard tomorrowTime to teach her she can't just come up in here and give you some hugs. Let's see how scared she gets when you show her that you're awake."Better work hard tomorrow, Lottie""Y-yes Boss!"You can feel the little girl shiver a little. Good. Hopefully this motivates her to do her best, and shed some damned weight!__________________________________________________________________________________Waking up, It's time to get moving. Maybe you should stop at the marketplace? There might be something you can grab before you can head out. Or you can help Charlotte with exercising, instead of scouting out useful items. The demi-human is taking her time, after you told her to work hard the other night. Rya is most likely headed were you're going, and it would be a good idea not to let her get too far ahead.>Let's just go>Head to the marketplace>Help Charlotte>Write In
>>2074290>>Let's just go
>>2074290>Let's just go
>>2074290>Let's just goThere's no time to waste, especially since you're hoofing it. Grabbing Charlotte, she's sweating quite hard after exercising. You let her eat enough and you grab some water for the trip. You'll have to stop at Beaufore, it's going to take all day to get there firstRoll for encounters. Taking the first roll.
Rolled 83 (1d100)>>2074344
>>2074344>>2074347>Rolled 83: The hell is that?"What's wrong, Bieri?"Stopping your advance, you notice that there's something in the distance. It looks like some kind of desert creature. It's hard to tell exactly what the hell it is due to the morning sun causing it's visage to flicker from all the way over here, but it's definitely some kind of desert creature, scuttling low to the ground on at least four legs. Fortunately you noticed it now, before it attacked you without you realizing it.I'm in a rush, and this thing is sort of in my way, according to the map. Maybe I should just kill it and move on, or have Charlotte shoot it from a distance? I could walk around it, but I feel like that's a waste of time.>Charlotte, can you hit that?>Run up and bash it to death>Walk around it and give a wide berth>Write In
>>2074443>>Charlotte, can you hit that?
>>2074443>Charlotte, can you hit that?A little target practice couldn't hurt.
>>2074443>>2074446>>2074459>Charlotte, can you hit that?"Lottie, shoot that fucker. Get it out of our way.""Yes Boss!"Charlotte gets on her tummy again and sets up to snipe the foe from far away. It doesn't seem to move that much, allowing her to get an easy shot in. As the noise of the bullet loosing from the chamber hits you, whatever was over there is stunned from getting hit, but still moves. The Tanukin puts another shot into it before it stops moving.You feel the ground shift ever so slightly, before there is an explosion of sand close by to whatever just got shot to death, As the grainy rocks clear, in the wake of the burst of the ground rises what seems to be a scorpion. This creature is at least as massive as the spider you clocked earlier, going by how visible it is in the distance relative to your location. It quickly looks around, searching for whatever shot it's little friend, which was likely another scorpion."Oh my gosh!"Charlotte whispers as you figure out what your going to do about the jumbo scorpion blocking your path.>[Fightin' Spirit] Kick it's ass>Walk around it, before it notices you>Have Charlotte shoot it and draw it closer from here>Write in______________________________________________________________________________________That's it for tonight. See you all tomorrow at 1:00PM EST. Have a good night.>>2072218I feel like this is a loaded question, but I am a Burger, to be truthful. I feel bad about it because there are apparently multiple Euros trying to follow this quest and the time difference fucks us all up.
>>2074535>>Have Charlotte shoot it and draw it closer from hereG-night T-kun
>>2074535>>[Fightin' Spirit] Kick it's ass
>>2074535>Have Charlotte shoot it and draw it closer from hereTake all the potshots. We can buy ammo again while we're close, we need her to get as good as possible asap
>>2074535>>2074591Backing this idea>I feel bad about it because there are apparently multiple Euros trying to follow this quest and the time difference fucks us all up.If it makes you feel better even if you ran at Euro times i would still miss most of it since I'd be working, but i can still play at the beginning and get a few votes in so don't need to worry about me.Just keep doing your thing, you can't please everybody.
>>2074535>>2074542>>2074550>>2074591>>2074798>>2075005>Clever +1>Have Charlotte shoot it and draw it closer from hereIt might be better if Charlotte put some bullets into this bastard to draw it in and get some damage on it. Then you can finish it off with your bat once it comes in close after eating some gunshots."Lottie, light 'em up.""A-are you sure? It's so b-""Fucking do it!"Time for the little girl to show how much of a crack shot she's become. Hopefully when this stupid fucking scorpion gets here it will be on even terms with me on how badly it's banged up. On second thought, I better engage it in close combat before it reaches here. Having Charlotte keep shooting at undisturbed would be a good idea.Roll five dice.
Rolled 10, 67, 64, 54, 65 = 260 (5d100)>>2075191
Rolled 35 (1d100)>>2075191
Rolled 78, 68, 6, 13, 61 = 226 (5d100)>>2075191
>>2075191>>2075192>>2075193>>2075194Truck-Kun here. My bad lads. I should have phrased that more clearly that to "Taking the first five rolls" or something to that effectCould you kindly roll again anons? Sorry about the confusion.
Rolled 94 (1d100)>>2075204I thought it was funny
Rolled 33 (1d100)>>2075204whoops!
Rolled 71 (1d100)>>2075204
Rolled 63 (1d100)>>2075204
Rolled 50 (1d100)>>2075204
>>2075191>>2075206>>2075210>>2075216>>2075219>>2075241>Rolled 94: Fucking nice!>Rolled 33: What the fuck, hit it again!>Rolled 71: That's better...>Rolled 63: Alright.>Rolled 50 You're getting worse. Get out of the way.The little girl waits for the giant scorpion to face this way again as it looks for whoever assassinated it's little buddy.Charlotte follows what Rya taught her, as far as shooting goes while prone and ready to fire. The rifle she's using isn't powerful as shit like the elf's big fucking gun, so it will most likely not do a ton of damage against a fuckhuge scorpion. The first shot makes you want to go back on your your thoughts.After the first shot rips cleanly through the dry air, the effect is noticeable. You had thought she had killed it in one shot, watching the behemoth drop, unsupported by it's rows of legs for a time. Holy shit! I think she got it in the head. Charlotte lets out a big sigh, thinking she's victorious. I know well enough these bastards don't go down so easily."Keep shooting! Make sure it's dead!""O-oh!"She's too late! It's hard to watch her struggle emptying the chamber and setting up for another shot. On cue, the chitinous monster turns to face us and starts to charge. It's a little wobbly from the damage to it's dome, but shows that it's far from finished as it dashes over the soft sand at impressive speed. Charlotte's next shot is trash and she misses entirely, opposite of her previous performance."Get it together! Shit!"Charlotte remembers what she was taught and stops panicking enough to hit with another shot. The next one hits the scorpion right in the left claw, on the "thumb" joint. Good.The next shot clips it in the front right foreleg. That won't do much, but every shot matters...Okay the fifth shot was shit, and the demi-human barely grazes the monster's exoskeleton. Now it's time to go in.The enemy closing the gap a couple of dozen yards away is very much a scorpion. It has big claws, one of which has been partially incapacitated, and eight legs, which one has also been fucked up. It's head is leaking ichor a little to the side of where its eyes are. Finally, the desert predator has a scorpion tail, of course. You don't want to know what will happen to you if that huge fucker poisons you.Without any more time to study the opponent, you leap into the fray. Maybe you should give Charlotte a target?>Take whatever shot you can>Shoot it in the legs>Take out the claws>Shoot the tail>Write InOn the idea of offense, how are you planning to approach this? You have to keep in mind you have only one arm, and this bastard has taken some damage. Shinbatsu's spikes have retracted from the last time you've used it, but the strange weight is still there, making it slightly unwieldy in one hand, but yet increasing it's capacity for destruction. Your wound is healing.>[Fightin' Spirit] ORYAA!!>Use the chain from a distance>Fight defensively, let Lottie shoot>Write in
>>2075262>>Take whatever shot you canAim for the center of mass>Use the chain from a distance
>>2075262>Take whatever shot you canAs long it doesn't hit us and hits the scorpion anything goes.>Use the chain from a distanceContrary to popular belief a scorpion stings very fast multiple times until the target is dead. We keep him away from us while slowing him down and giving Charlotte a clear shot to the head
>>2075262>Take whatever shot you canwe need wear it down>Fight defensively, let Lottie shoot
>>2075262>>Shoot it in the legs>>[Fightin' Spirit] ORYAA!!>inb4 she shoot us in the back
>>2075262>Take whatever shot you can>Use the chain from a distance
>>2075262>>2075266>>2075270>>2075272>>2075273>>2075276>Take whatever shot you can>Use the chain from a distance"Take whatever shot you can, Lottie!""Yes Boss!"Unraveling your weapon from your arm with a quick few jerks, turning Shinbatsu's chain into a whip while holding the actual bat in a reverse grip. It can't be helped, with only one arm to spare. Running up to the giant scorpion as it scuttles forward, you get ready to at least divert it's attention. Maybe if you tie it up, Charlotte can blast it.Roll to fight. Best of five.
Rolled 85 (1d100)
Rolled 34 (1d100)>>2075305Death by stinger incoming
Rolled 62 (1d100)>>2075305
>>2075307Meant for >>2075305
Rolled 17 (1d100)>>2075305
Rolled 75 (1d100)>>2075305Chain whipFinally
Rolled 75 (1d100)>>2075305
>>2075305I wonder what would happen if we used our skill with the chain whip.
>>2075305>>2075307>>2075308>>2075309>>2075313>>2075314>>2075316>DC 50: Rolled 85 - How's that bitch!?>Rolled 75: I did it!Leaving Charlotte far enough that she has some breathing room to shoot, you've managed to catch the attention of the big ugly coming her way. Instead of using the chain by flicking the bat, you've turned Shinbatsu into a flail, having the bat be the business end and holing the weighted other side."ORYAA!!!"Fuck yes! Your attack has caught the scorpion flatfooted, leaving unsure of where to go as you holler at it and throw your chain. From it's left side, you manage to snag it's damaged claw. The creature tries to back away, which drag you forward as you struggle to get a foothold over the sandy ground. It cannot pull you hard enough without it's claw being extended out, getting a grip and playing what ends up being a quick game of tug of war. You've got his claw in your chain!Charlotte doesn't waste the opportunity, and the combines effort of a well placed bullet with pulling on it's ensnared appendage. The result is the big claw being ripped from it's socket and a spurt of it's nasty bug blood onto the hot sand. Score!It's been stunned after tearing it's arm off. Now that it's large claw can no longer block you from attacking it's exposed head, this might be a good opportunity to strike it's weak point and go for the kill. Other than that, it's tail might be a good place to keep ripping this bastard apart. Or you could just wait and see if Charlotte can connect another good shot in!>[Fightn' Spirit] TODOME DA!!!>Use the chain again on it's tail>Let Charlotte shoot again, then follow up>Write In
>>2075344>Use the chain again on it's tailWe get stabbed we are a long ass way from anywhere with a possible antidote.
>>2075344>Let Charlotte shoot again, then follow upWe need to powerlevel the potato so it becomes xcom sniper-tier bullshit overpowered
>>2075344>Use the chain again on its tail
>>2075344>>[Fightn' Spirit] TODOME DA!!!
Stop throwing away fighting spirit points god dammit
>>2075344>[Fightn' Spirit] TODOME DA!!!>>2075382>>2075382I'll help you
Rolled 1 (1d2)>>2075344>>2075346>>2075354>>2075355>>2075370>>2075382>>2075385>Use the chain again on its tail>[Fightn' Spirit] TODOME DA!!!Rollin.
>>2075404>>2075410>[Fightn' Spirit] TODOME DA!!!...Nevermind. Writing.
Rolled 17 (1d100)>>2075410
>>2075412This fucker is off balance, and disarmed...after losing it's arm. Ignoring the stupid, accidental pun in your head, you can't help but grow annoyed at your own lack of participation. Fuck this messed up arm too! It's time to attack this fucker head on. Let's finish this!Roll to fight. Best of five.
Rolled 54 (1d100)>>2075424Push its shit in!
Rolled 86 (1d100)>>2075424
Rolled 67 (1d100)>>2075424
Rolled 41 (1d100)>>2075424
Rolled 54 (1d100)>>2075424
Rolled 16 (1d100)>>2075424
>>2075424>>2075428>>2075433>>2075435>>2075440>>2075466>>2075479>Fightn' Spirit +5>DC 65: Rolled 86 - I've got it on the ropes! Wha-!?>Rolled 16: Oh no! I missed!Slipping through the scorpion's guard, you begin to cut loose with Shinbatsu. Being in the perfect position, you wail on it's stupid, ugly, insectoid face. The first blow takes away it's ability to escape as it cracks and caves in the exoskeleton-armor protecting it. To feel Shinbatsu rock another living being as the natural armor is splintered give you quite the rush. It's been a while since you had indulged in this level of violence, casually batting away a claw that attempts to grab you, and avoiding the sloppy attempts the beast makes to sting you with it's tail. Another strike takes away it's nasty legs out from under it for a moment as you come down over it's head. One last hit all but destroys one half of the mandibles on the creature's face. If only you had your other arm so you could smash it even harder!Your euphoric, destructive trance is interrupted by a gunshot in the distance and the feeling of the wind being displaced right in your face. Jumping back on instinct, you retreat, becoming aware you might die out here if you were to be stung. Observing the damage, you are very pleased to see that the creature hobbles drunkenly now after wildly swing into it's head with about three good swings. One more good one ought to do it, you think to yourself as you pant from attacking in an overwhelming flurry.The grossly oversized creepy crawly is now attempting to flee, having lost interest in attacking you. Another fucking coward. It's moving erratically as it tries to straighten itself out. You can hit it again and finish the job, or maybe give Charlotte one more try.>One more good hit sounds pretty nice right now>I'll let Charlotte do it. She needs to build up her confidence>Write In
>>2075523>>One more good hit sounds pretty nice right now
>>2075523>>One more good hit sounds pretty nice right nowLet her practice when we are not in a hurry
>>2075523>I'll let Charlotte do it. She needs to build up her confidence
>>2075523>I'll let Charlotte do it. She needs to build up her confidenceAgain, no bueno on the sting. But once its dead we should totally take it. Have a bit of venom on our bats spikes for a little extra fuck you if we ever need it.
>>2075593Or sell it, some antidotes are made from poison, and in fantasy land who knows what more. It could fetch a pretty penny.
>>2075523Wail on its limbs while we wait for Charlotte to finish it off, the better to hold in place.
>>2075523>>2075538>>2075552>>2075553>>2075581>>2075593>I'll let Charlotte do it. She needs to build up her confidenceAs much as you want to bash this fuckhead to death, maybe it would be a good idea to let Charlotte to take the kill. It would certainly be a confidence booster for the otherwise easily discouraged girl.Making a somewhat rude gesture in the distance towards the chubby sniper, you give her the signal for her to finish it off.A sharp burst of sound later, and the head of the scorpion is pierced, easily shot after being staggered and having it's shield-like claw removed. It goes down, rolling onto it's back and tightening it's limbs in rigor mortis. Better make that after missing the last shot, or else.Taking a second to catch your breath, the demi-human comes plodding across the hills, full speed ahead. She's somehow able to ignore the bouncing oscillation of her tummy as her heavy step hits the sand, going faster than you remember her being capable of. Dropping her gun, she tackles your leg and lower torso, smushing her body into you. It feels nice for exactly a second before your leg starts to sweat in the desert heat."I finally helped Bieri! For real this time!"She did put a lot of work on that scorpion. You thank her by petting her head. As you begin, she slips her hat off so you can touch her fluffy ears with your hand. She pushes against hand with her head and face, savoring your touch. It's like petting a dog after it did a trick. At least Charlotte doesn't ask for a treat.As for the corpse, it feels like it's be a waste to leave it here, even if you want to hoof it. Maybe you should let Charlotte scavenge it and take a quick water break?>Nah, lets move>Tell Charlotte to scavenge it>Write In
>>2075670>Tell Charlotte to scavenge itthe venom.
>>2075670>>Tell Charlotte to scavenge it
>>2075670>>2075676>>2075678>Tell Charlotte to scavenge itYou feel a little tired, it's still morning, so there's plenty of time to get to town. Maybe you'll get something out of scavenging the monster? Taking a squat, you get the little girl to stop squeezing you with a command."Lottie, scavenge that shit!""Yes Boss!"The little girl rummages through her bag and pulls out a little kit with a few small knives in it. Running up to the dead scorpion, you make sure to watch her. It would be bad if it was still alive and gobbled her up or something. She would make a great snack for any monsterRoll 1d10. Taking the first roll.
Rolled 53 (1d100)>>2075722
Rolled 1 (1d10)>>2075722
>>2075727Someone just got eaten
>>2075725Shit, my bad guys.
>>2075727It was a loot roll not an action roll.Please be merciful, might Truck-kun.
>>2075722>>2075727>Rolled 1: At least I got something.Charlotte comes back after you make sure she isn't eaten and the scorpion wasn't playing dead. You are left in suspense as the deliciously chubby little girl plods around, worried it will jump to life and munch her. When beating it with your bat, you had noticed it had a jawed mouth, just like the giant spider from the other day. Shit, if I was any man-eating, monstrous creature, even I would eat Charlotte. The fat, pampered little rich girl would probably sustain even a massive beast like that for at least a day. The demi-human girl is scraping the chitin off and cutting through the creature's exposed underbelly.After waiting quite a while for the attack that doesn't come, you relax and drink some water, trying to forget about it.Charlotte comes back, smelling a little rank, but not completely empty handed."I...I think it might have eaten some travelers or something. I found these. Oh, and I also took the tail-bulb.">Obtained: 300Gelt>Obtained: Giant Scorpion StingerIt's a little underwhelming, but what the hell. I'll take it.Packing your shit up, it's time to move on. Roll to continue through the desert. Taking the first roll.
Rolled 18 (1d100)>>2075778Why did you take the 1?
>>20757811d10, not 1d100.
Rolled 37 (1d100)>>2075778https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zSAJ0l4OBHM
>>2075778>>2075781Rolled 18: That took forever, I'm fucking swamped!The two of you finally make it back to Beaufore. Thankfully, you made it here without too much trouble from the desert inhabitants, but it took for fucking ever! The sleepy town is almost completely empty, though some of it's denizens greet you warmly as you head to the inn to stay the night. You have Charlotte get you two beds and take a quick look to see if Rya is around by chance as the night grows cooler, keeping your fingers crossed.Unfortunately, you cannot find Rya anywhere, after searching the saloon very thoroughly. Karl, the bartender, tells you she had passed through here and nearly drank herself broke. Damn it! It would be nice to make up with her, but that doesn't seem to be happening anytime soon. Disappointed, you head back to the inn.After getting to your room, it seems like Charlotte has headed in for the night, completely submerged in bed sheets around her lump-like body. Leaping onto your own bed without looking causes the mattress to make a very strange sound."Funyaa~!"Becoming very confused, there is a noticeable lump under the covers that you landed on. It's Charlotte! She was trying to sneak into your bed... Again. All that extra confidence must have gone to her head!Her expression is unreadable as you confront her about her bold attempt to sleep in the same bed as you. One scolding look from you is enough to get her to look away and cover her head."I'm sorry Boss...I just...I just get lonely at night all by my self! P-please let me stay with you, just this once! I won't wake you up! I promise."You feel like there might be another reason she's doing this, but her sneaking in is becoming a pain. You have to put your foot down, being fair to her and yourself.>[Intimidate] Get her to give you the real reason she doesn't like sleeping alone>Tell her to get into her own bed already>Let her sleep at the foot of the bed>Just this once, and no unnecessary cuddling!>Write in
>>2075847>Tell her to get into her own bed alreadySeriously, sleeping next to us is dangerous.
>>2075847>Tell her to get into her own bed already
>>2075847>Tell her to get into her own bed alreadyIts more for her sake than ours. Our sleep-antics can get... dangerous.
>>2075847>>2075853>>2075887>>2075895>Tell her to get into her own bed alreadyThis just won't fly with you. Not only does this feel inappropriate, but you're a little worried about Charlotte's safety, especially at night time when you go to sleep. You end up getting a little...antsy. It would be bad if you spanked her again."Nice try, but you need to get back into your own bed already.""B-bu-"Did she just question your authority? Giving her the look cows her from her weird bed-sharing advances. Charlotte makes a very frowny face. She doesn't cry, but it looks like she could right about now heeding your words. The fluffy girl slowly gets up and mopes her way back to her bed, giving you sad puppy-dog eyes as she makes the mattress creak under her hefty little body with her tail between her legs. She pouts at you defeated, with her ears flat and dropping, before finally falling asleep. Almost makes you feel bad.Turning over, it's time for you to rest too. Hopefully nothing too bad happens tonight.Roll to sleep.
Rolled 50 (1d100)>>2076051
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>>2076051>>2076071>>2076133>>2076148"Hey, buddy, are you alright?"Waking up, it seems you were sleepwalking again. Son of a bitch! Looking around, you are filled with confidence that you haven't done anything crazy, yet...https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K8HWqocyKsQHuh, you've heard this song played before. You're at the Saloon! You haven't gone too far."Hey, your that Billy the Kid feller, right?"Currently at the saloon, some guy just woke you up. His hand is on your shoulder, so you shrug him off of you. Motherfuckers can't be violating you're personal space like that.The violator was one of those men who hang around the piano. The really look like bandits or something, not that they've robbed you yet."You look like you could use a drink. You've earned it after what you did to Cold Cassidy."All the guys here are covered up in their gear, and you can't tell what kind of demi-human they are. The guy offering you, their leader, is friendly enough, and he has a smooth, disarming voice. Against your better judgement, you accept the offering. Sitting down with them, you only finish one drink, chatting them up about a couple of things as you wake up a little bit. You hadn't seen these guys in the Saloon earlier, so you ask if they had seen Rya anywhere."Hehe, is that girl mad at you! She was in here ranting to the bartender about how stupid she thinks you are.""And good looking too!"Laughter breaks out among the guys around the table. One of the smoothtalking-man's goons jokes lightheartedly in a mocking voice about how Rya apparently still hasn't gotten over you from a sexual point of view. It doesn't exactly please you, but at the same time maybe she'll find it in her heart to patch up your relationship after running away. Emphasis on the maybe."Which way did she head off to?""If I'm not mistaken, I thought I saw that girl leave through the north gate. I wonder where the hell she's headed? The only thing up them parts are Rattlesnakes, and Mountains. And all them Rattlesnakes are dead."You had already planned on heading up there tomorrow. It's about time you went back to sleep. Gotta rest and keep letting this arm heal. It's still all fucking numb."Thanks for the info-uhh...""Wyatt.""Yeah. See you around. Wyatt"Probably not, but I might as well try to be polite. Rya headed north, huh? I'll have to head up there myself. That was the plan, right?____________________________________________________________________________________Have to call it a night early today. Thanks to everyone for participating. Have a good night. I'll be back on Saturday at 3:00PM EST, and I won't around tomorrow. Hope to see you all then.
Shit just woke up from my nap, see you then T-kun
>>2076293>>2076442UPDATE: Truck-Kun here. I'm sorry to inform you all that I won't be able to make it to run the Quest today. Something came up. I'll be back on Sunday instead at 1:00 PM EST. It was bound to happen, but worry not, I will most certainly be back. Thanks for your understanding.
>>2080545WHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYOU RUINED MY no problem, see you there boss
>>2080545The rest of your night's sleep is relatively uneventful, which is good enough for you. It is fortunate there were no shenanigans tonight other than talking to that Wyatt guy. Well, except for the fact you woke up on the floor. Falling out of bed and ending up sleeping on the hard wood floor is not uncommon for you, and now your back hurts a little. At least you didn't steal someone's panties this time.It's time to head towards them mountains and find a missing elf. Where should we head to first? Wherever Kaeloras was taken, his captors dragged him into the mountains first, at least before flying somewhere else. Charlotte's sensitive nose might help here, especially since in Rya's haste, she left Kaeloras' quill.>He was taken from that truck I had found in the desert apparently, we start there>Let's head to the mountains and head north, to avoid to many obnoxious random encounters. Gonna find that tower Rya was talking about>There was an abandoned mine in the mountains, maybe that warrants an investigation?>Write In
>>2084029>Let's head to the mountains and head north, to avoid to many obnoxious random encounters. Gonna find that tower Rya was talking about
>>2084029>>2084034>>2084059>Let's head to the mountains and head north, to avoid too many obnoxious random encounters. Gonna find that tower Rya was talking aboutRya said Kaeloras lived in a tower, right? Time to search for that then. We should be able to go from there as far as finding where the hell this elf was taken.Getting ready and gathering your stuff, you end up having a bit of an issue when grooming yourself. Even worse than learning how to shave with one of Charlotte's knives, your hair has finally decided to fuck you over and not stand up properly anymore. Son of a bitch! The ducktail in the back is okay, but now your pompadour in the front looks deflated no matter how much you comb it. Shit! If only there was some kind of gel around...After procrastinating on getting some kind of hair product, your special hairstyle has started to become misshapen. This won't do at all. Some might call it vain, but maintaining one's looks are a big part of getting respect from others. Gotta take care of yourself if you want people to acknowledge you. Hmm...>Ignore it for now, I can worry about this shit later>Ask Charlotte for help, I don't care if she's sulking right now>Head into town and find something>Write In
>>2084086>>Ask Charlotte for help, I don't care if she's sulking right nowSit, close eyes, yell at result
>>2084086>Ask Charlotte for help, I don't care if she's sulking right now
>>2084086>Ignore it for now, I can worry about this shit laterWant to see how long it would last.
>>2084086>>2084090>>2084109>>2084137>Ask Charlotte for help, I don't care if she's sulking right nowCharlotte is not in a good mood after making her sleep in her own bed. She looks more mellow than usual. It makes you wonder what's running through her fuzzy little head that she wants squeeze her fat ass into bed with you so badly? Hopefully it's just indigestion from overeating all the time. You call out to her while she's going through her stuff, more quiet that usual."Lottie, do you have anything to use for my hair? It's falling apart and shit."Against all expectations, Charlotte does not respond to you and remains quiet. She slowly turns looks at you through the corner of her eye, before quickly snapping back to what she was doing...Wait. What?She just ignored you!Keeping your blood from boiling over for the sake of moving quickly, you pretend she just didn't hear your instruction. You repeat yourself, a little louder this time, with more authority."Charlotte, do you have anything for my hair?"Breaking her character, her surprisingly deep voice is even more so than usual. She sounds tired, and speaks slowly."I'm not sure how you keep your hair up, but I have some grease in one of my kits. Would that work?"Yeah it would, not as well as product, but it would suffice. This attitude out of your normally obedient little girl is unacceptable, however. Especially over something so stupid. Come on Charlotte you're better than this.Slighted by the demi-human being spiteful, you managed to suppress your anger enough to confirm her attitude problem. Perhaps she needs to be disciplined, or at least scolded. Seriously, get over it already! You feel yourself about to unbuckle the belt you just put on.>[Intimidate] Take off your belt>[Fightin' Spirit] What the hell is your problem!?>Let it go. It's okay to be a little upset sometimes, or in your case, all the time. We don't have time for this anyways>Write In
>>2084174>Pick up coon girl and scratch her ears until she tells us what's wrong
>>2084174>>[Fightin' Spirit] What the hell is your problem!?
>>2084174>>2084186>>2084187>>2084220>>2084280>Pick up coon girl and scratch her ears until she tells us what's wrong>[Fightin' Spirit] What the hell is your problem!?Rollin.
Rolled 1 (1d2)>>2084291
>>2084295Yessssss, bitches love ear scratches.
>>2084295>inb4 we lewd the potato
>>2084291>>2084295>Pick up coon girl and scratch her ears until she tells us what's wrongHow dare she undermine you like this! It's enough to drive a man to spank the shit out of her wide, meaty bottom. A fat butt like hers begs to be smacked up raw anyways.Exhaling, you try to let out your frustrations. It's a move normally unknown to you, but taking care of Charlotte has become a full time job, even if you don't like it. It's not too hard to get over it, and against your better judgement, you've developed a soft spot for the little fluff ball. Even with her disrespectful attitude, you find the ability to restrain yourself. Just gotta think about Johnny.Concerned about the Tanukin's well-being, you say nothing and walk over to the girl as she looks through her bottomless bag for you. Picking her up causes her body to tense up a bit, and she says nothing. There is a look of dull shock mixed in with her melancholy now.Cradling her chubby body in one arm, you have to sit her down on your lap on the bed before you can pet her head and scratch behind her exposed ears. Any displeasure that the girl once had is not gone, and her ears perk up while her round, fuzzy tail wraps around the arm you can still move a bit. She closes her eyes and her pout turns into bliss as she clings to you, trying to enjoy your headpats and scratchies as much as possible. In a sad little mutter of a voice she apologizes to you. Her eyes all are watery now."I'm sawwy Bieri...I'm...I'm a coward..."Apparently, Charlotte has always had trouble sleeping alone. She feels pathetic informing you that ever since she was little, she was afraid of the bogeyman stories they told in her home country, and never grew out of the monsters under her bed. She slept with her parents almost every night, or actually ate herself to sleep until going out on her own and adventuring to grow up. It makes you wonder again how she didn't explode before running off on her own. She claims to feel especially safe near you, because you're big, and mean, and scary.Charlotte says she won't bother you anymore, even though it'll be hard, and that she has to get over her weakness. Maybe you should encourage her? As long as it doesn't lead to something inappropriate, of course. She needs to keep up working hard, like she's been doing the last couple of days, especially after finally beginning to contribute in combat, making good on her vow to help and protect you.>No, let her do it on her own>You'll have to earn it, but nothing weird, got it?>I'll think about it, but nothing weird, got it?>Write In
>>2084339>>You'll have to earn it, but nothing weird, got it?
>>2084339>You'll have to earn it, but nothing weird, got it?"Why are you afraid of monsters? I'm right here, no monster is stupid enough to get close to you when I'm around"
>>2084339>>No, let her do it on her ownGROW SOME GRIT
>>2084339>Think about Johnny>"I'll personally kick the ass of any monster that thinks to even step near. But that's gotta be you, someday. I won't always be around and you'll never grow strong if you can't fuck up anyone who looks at you wrong. Keep training, keep shooting."
>>2084339>Manly +1>Fightn' Spirit +2>You'll have to earn it, but nothing weird, got it?Charlotte needs to figure this out on her own, but at the same time maybe it wouldn't be a bad idea to give her a goal to work for. She may be an impressionable little girl, but well, she's also some kind of tanuki-racoon-pupper. If you know your domesticated animals well, she'll respond to praise, rewards, and treats. Judging by the size of her rounded, heavy stomach, she needs more than consumable treats right now to inspire her. Finding the words to motivate her, you tell her something similar to what you've told your little brother many times. The girl looks deep into your eyes, trying to find the answer to her problems for herself."I'll personally kick the ass of any monster that thinks to even step near. But that's gotta be you, someday. I won't always be around and you'll never grow strong if you can't fuck up anyone who looks at you wrong. Keep training, keep shooting."Charlotte heeds your words, but it is an unsteady acknowledgement. She certainly is in awe at such profound wisdom, however."I'll do it! It's just, easy to sleep when Bieri is close. Your scent...makes me feel safe. And Boss can fight in his sleep!"You try not to roll your eyes when she brings up the sleepwalking. She's having a lot of trouble coming to grips with the present, instead of taking into account what the future holds for her as well. She hugs herself and looks away, a little embarrassed. Guess you have to give her some motivation."I'll, consider letting you share the bed, at least once...maybe...but you have to earn it! Obviously. Keep your bellyaching up, and you'll never get the chance. Got it?Now there's a fire in the little girl's eyes. She really wants you to acknowledge her. It seems like she enjoys a good challenge, as long as she can prove herself to you!Jumping out of your lap, she gets worked up as her tail wags and her ears twitch."I'm going to get strong, like Bieri! Enough that I can be on my own!"She looks away, getting a little shy."And I'm going to earn my place next to Bieri's side at night. So I can protect him of course! Iku zo!"The little girl runs off outside to go exercise and follow the diet plan. We still have to have breakfast and shit before we leave, and I need to fix my hair now with this oily lubricant Charlotte got me.Roll to trek to the mountains. Taking the first roll.
Rolled 13 (1d100)>>2084500No bear rape please
>>2084507Rape by bear incoming
>>2084500>>2084507>>2084510>>2084513>Rolled 13 What the fuck is that?Charlotte and you have made it to the mountains without incident. Which is good, those random encounters were tiring.Just as you manage to get over one of the smaller rocky humps, there is a horrible screetching in your head. Touching your temple to check if this is real life, Charlotte pipes up. God damn it...Now you've got a headache."What's wrong Bieri?"The demi-human is about to offer something for your head when her big ears twitch. Something is coming, and whatever it is, it's making your head pound with some kind of magical bullshit.The two of you believe it might be behind this ledge corner of a ledge you currently stand in front of, just a little precariously. There are heavy footsteps making their way towards you. It's definitely just around this corner.Maybe I should take the initiative?>[Fightn' Spirit]Surprise it and smash it's face in>Hide and clobber it as it comes>Wait for it, then strategize>Write In
>>2084616>>[Fightn' Spirit]Surprise it and smash it's face inSMASH
>>2084616>>[Fightn' Spirit]Surprise it and smash its face in
>>2084616>>2084619>>2084658>[Fightn' Spirit]Surprise it and smash it's face inYou aren't about to let this fuckhead try to attack your brain without getting knocked the fuck out. Grabbing Shinbatsu, you are glad this corner goes toward the left, so you can pound this asshole better with your right-hand grip. Telling Charlotte to shut her mouth, you get ready to surprise this motherfucker.Roll to attack. Best of three.
Rolled 63 (1d100)>>2084660calling it for the night, see you next morning Truck
Rolled 19 (1d100)>>2084660Oh god its fucking Blackwell isn't it?
Rolled 75 (1d100)>>2084660MODERATELY BAD LUCK POWERS GO
>>2084689Wow my luck normally sucks beyond statistic probablility, this is great
>>2084689Well shit we might have landed the hit.
>>2084660>>2084665>>2084681>>2084689>DC 65: Rolled 75 - I fucking bashed his shit in good.You don't even bother to look at what your swinging at. The feeling of your bat hitting something hard sends shivers down your spine as your arm vibrates from the impact. The feeling quickly becomes satisfying as whatever you're hitting starts to crack and break.A few swings afterwards and the unnatural creature you had been creaming is hanging on for dear life at the edge of the cliff. Now you can register what the hell it is.It vaguely looks like it had once been an animal, from the shape of it's body, but now the monster clearly looks very alien and freakish. It's body is bloated and warped, with crystalline growths perforating it's hardened flesh. What the fuck is that?As it clings to the side of the cliff, you can feel your head pound again as it silently roars at you. The pain nearly causes you to buckle, but instead gives you the strength to kick it off into the long drop below."BAKA YAROU!"Your heel destroyed any effort this misshapen thing had put into hanging on. It drops down into the rocky canyon below, bouncing off of nearby flat surfaces as it tumbles down. Your head stops pounding.Wiping your face after getting rid of the monster, you are bleeding a bit from the nose. What the fuck did it do to to you? Charlotte's heavy little steps draw your attention to her. She's picking up the remains of the monster your bat hand broken off. Good thing you hammered the shit out of that thing. That isn't a fight you want to have had.It makes you wonder if there are any other living creatures around this place.__________________________________________________________________________heading up northward for hours, there is nothing of promise to be found. around the area. The two of you used a whole day to scale and traverse the Duvali mountains. It's getting dark.Charlotte, who's had a pep in her step all day, doesn't seem that tired. She's been giving her all to climb up the perilous ledges like a chipmunk and helping you clear all the obstacles in front of you."Boss...It's getting late. I can keep going, though! Do you think we're anywhere near where we need to be!?"Good question. Judging by how far you've traveled, you should at least halfway to the Rattlesnakes hideout, if this were in the wasteland below. So you believe. You don't see any towers anywhere yet though.You have a few options. Thankfully, the ever helpful marshmallow of a girl is ready to use her excellent senses of smell and night vision to help. Her round tail wags back and forth as she waits for you to figure everything out. Her raccoon eyes almost glow with determination.>Let's call it a night for now>See if Charlotte can track Kaeloras' scent>Just keep heading northward.>Write In
>>2084878>See if Charlotte can track Kaeloras' scent
>>2084878See if we have his scent nearby, if not break for camp before it gets dark.
>>2084878>>See if Charlotte can track Kaeloras' scent
>>2084878>>2084975>>2085009>>2085133>See if Charlotte can track Kaeloras' scentHmm...Bieri wants me to sniff this quill. That's kind of weird, but he wants me to try to see if that one guy's scent who's supposed to own it....There are four different scents I can recognize on this quill. One of them smells kind of like alcohol, the other smells like rat, the third one makes me feel safe. Mmm! Oh, and the last one...It's faint, but this is the scent I don't recognize. I hope it's the person we're looking for! Maybe I can smell his scent in the air! I've gotta help the Boss. I can't wait to sleep next to my Bieri!Roll to Charlotte. Best of Three.
Rolled 25 (1d100)>>2085144
Rolled 36 (1d100)>>2085144
Rolled 90 (1d100)>>2085144
Rolled 62 (1d100)>>2085144
>>2085144>>2085146>>2085199>>2085219>DC 80: Rolled 90 - Maybe I need to start carrying treats or something.Charlotte's determination to share a bed is starting to worry me. After taking a few whiffs of Kaelorus' enchanted writing implement. Charlotte closes here eyes and smells the air. There is a silence as the southbound breeze cascades over the rocky terrain."I...I got something!"Like a fucking bloodhound, the little girl goes running off. Is she a dog, or a raccoon? That sense of smell is phenomenal to have picked anything up!As you chase the little girl, the clouds move, and the aurora you had witnessed the night of the rift-storm lights up the way. It seems you're getting closer to the strange and mystical Rift everyone is talking about. The mountains have turned a strange combination of purple, blue and yellow. It would. be a very beautiful sight if you weren't anticipating a deathly rain of stone to come down at any minute.Following her closely, she sniffles her little sniffer and takes you along a winding path up yet another mountain. After following her as she hops from rock to rock, you climb one more stone wall and find yourself face to face with a ruined structure sitting in the middle of these forsaken mountains, in a valley between the brown mountain walls. The column is pocketed all over, most likely from the strange, supernatural storm that drops fucking meteors down on the regular. It would be too dark for you to see if not for the neon lights among the clouds. It's just tall enough to pierce the vibrant sky."Wow."Charlotte is certainly impressed by the sight. Grabbing her, you waste no time sliding down the incline of the rocky bowl to get to the tower.Putting down your chubby little helper, she looks like she's expecting something for being so useful. You praise her and pat her head, which makes her very happy, but only for a little bit. It seems like she was expecting something more as she furrows her eyebrows, a little distraught. Maybe if she keeps doing the impossible like this, you'll have to consider feeding her treats or something.Walking into the tower, it seems kind of snug, with slightly lower ceilings than you were expecting, and very utilitarian, yet still very stylish design in it's simplicity. It's hard to compare the arches and handful of designs around the tower to anything you've ever seen. The gate seems quite sturdy, but the doors are open enough for you to squeeze right in.Charlotte's round tummy makes it difficult for her to get in, and she's huffing and puffing after managing to push her fat butt through. She rubs her belly after sucking in quite a bit. meanwhile you take in the scenery.The inside is old and decrepit, but not nearly destitute enough to be uninhabitable. Some of the architecture has been perforated. There's a set of steps that go upward, towards the aerie, and a set of steps that go below, to a basement.Where will you begin your search?>Up>Down
>>2085586>>UpAfter we clear the upper floors we go down
>>2085586>>2085676>>2085676>UpWhy not go up? Maybe there will be answers at the aerie on top of the tower."Come on Lottie. Let's head upstairs.""Okay!"The two of you head up the spiraling staircase. You are careful to watch your step, it would be bad to lose your footing and fall down this tower at any point at any time while ascending this tower.The first floor you clear proves to be like a study. It is fairly cozy, with carpeting on the ground, and all kinds of statues of old, bearded men standing about, lit dimly by torchlight of an unusual, bluish coloring. The room is outlined with bookcases among bookcases. Attempting to read any of the books proves to be impossible. It's in what seems to be in an indecipherable language alongside strange, non-nonsensical diagrams. Asking Charlotte about it yields no helpful translations, but having her appraise a few of them reveals magic is afoot.Further investigation of the room shows that one particular corner is particularly damaged. There is a gaping hole in the wall to the world outside that leads to quite the view, high above the ground. Burn marks litter the floor, and a bunch of the statues of the old-men-busts have been burned, or blown apart. Someone either tests something around here, or has some anger issues. Charlotte picks something up and brings it to you, tail wagging.>Obtained: Purple GemThe second floor is not dissimilar to the first. The bookcases are are about the same, You find one particular piece of literature that is readable. It talks of another place, far south east of here that apparently experiences similar storms like the ones that occur in these mountains. Interesting. There is also a detailed diorama sort of map that depicts the world as a flat piece of terrain in the middle of the room.On the third floor, Charlotte holds her nose, complaining about a smell. As you continue, whatever she's complaining about hits you as well. It's the stench of death. With caution, both of you proceed to investigate the area. It is yet similar to the other rooms, but this one looks like it's been pillaged. Many books have been stripped from the shelves, which are almost completely barren, and pictures that adorned the walls have been ripped apart. Whoever was here, searched not for riches, but for knowledge."Over here!"Charlotte whispers loudly, holding her nose. In a remote area with a bookcase that has fallen over, there are two bodies laying on the ground nearby. Black armored figures. Very tall, a little lean, and they have tails. Lizardfolk. They seem to be decomposing right now, the morbid stink assaulting your nose. It has not been too long since they were taken out. The smell would be much be much worse. There is a book on the ground, different from the others and grossly familiar. It is thin and paperback, with a bookmark in it. It doesn't fit in at all here.>Investigate the bodies>Get on your guard, stay silent>Pick up the book>Write In
>>2085927>>Investigate the bodiesIf they rotten then have been dead for some time
>>2085927>>Pick up the book
>>2085927>Pick up the book
>>2085927>>2085946>>2085973>>2086026>>2086196>Pick up the bookThis book is haunting you right now. It looks like a fucking magazine in comparison to all the tomes you found around here. The paperback cover is white. the covering is heavily damaged, making it difficult to determine what the image is on the cover. It looks like it was lightly burned on the cover, and the first pages or so are too damaged to make heads or tails of. It's sort of like somebody rubbed the top layer of the book off. The paper used is sort of high quality, but thin and dry. Reading on, the story sounds like some kind of bullshit.[[[[...Drawing her magical rod, Douxmort, Mari shouted at her stalwart foe. The Dark Heart Witch stood her ground as the entire room went alight and Mari's power increased to it's maximum. Her battle aura backed her words with righteous authority.Evil beware! Puri Puri Mari is here to stop your villainous ways!...]]]]...Who the hell writes this garba - wait a minute...there's some Kanji in this book. I didn't even notice I was reading Japanese characters until the dialogue got really stupid. What is this trash? Flipping to the bookmark, there is an monotone, black and white, cartoon-y picture. It's a little girl, who looks maybe a year or two older than the very youthful looking Charlotte that isn't a butterball, and she wears a frilly abomination of a sailor uniform with a retarded looking staff. All on a two page spread! What the fuck am I reading?......I'm retarded! This is a fucking Light Novel!..."OH. MY. GOODNESS!!!"Holy shit. It's a trashy pulp magazine from my country, from the real world of course! My mind runs with the possibilities that now concern me. Where did this come from? How did it get here? Is this a clue to how I get home?Much like the truck from earlier, it seems that The Rift even drops shitty graphic novels. Incredible."Bieri! Somebody's coming."Aww fuck, that last outburst alerted someone to our presence. There is movement from the floor above you, and then silence. Shit. This is bad. Charlotte is making herself scarce now.Whoever was here is now aware of where you are. Thanks to fucking Puri Puri Mari, of course._______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Sorry I was slow as hell. It was one of those days again. I'll be back not tomorrow, but on Tuesday. Coming to run again at 12:00 EST Tuesday, lads. Hopefully everybody is here. I think this are about to get pretty interesting. Goodnight everyone.
>>2086247See you on Tuesday
>>2086247After blurting out like a dumbass due to the shock of recent developments, it seems like you were finally able to confirm that there is indeed someone here in this abandoned tower. Putting the light novel away into your uniform pocket, it's time to focus on the task at hand.You can hear a pin drop right now as you try to figure out what the fuck to do, huddling with Charlotte behind the safety of a bookcase. The enemy has decided to use their element of surprise against you. The staircase is some ways away from you right now in this remote location of the third floor."What should we do, Boss?">[Fightn' Spirit] We attack>Stay here, I'm going to search for life>Let's wait here>Write In._______________________________________________________________________________________Welcome back everybody. Sorry I'm late. Ready to run now.
>>2089225>Stay here, I'm going to search for life
>>2089225>>Stay here, I'm going to search for lifeI always pick the FS choice but we don't even know if the thing is hostile or not
>>2089225>>Stay here, I'm going to search for life
>>2089225>>2089229>>2089233>>2089271>Stay here, I'm going to search for lifeGiving Charlotte a silent gesture to sit still and stay quiet, you walk out into the study-like area. This place is filled with bookcases to give cover. Hopefully it will be enough to give you the edge in surprise.Creeping through the area cautiously, you keep your eye's peeled for any signs of life. For a time, it is dreadfully peaceful. Poking your head high enough to see over some of the lower bookcases in the middle of the room reveals you are not alone now. There is a set of horns visible above the furniture of the room. It seems match the features of the black armored demi-humans earlier.It is difficult to determine if the horns that stick out above the bookcase a few rows away are headed towards you, aware of your presence right now, but they have picked up speed. You have an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.>[Fightin' Spirit] Now I attack!>Push the bookcase, see if you can catch this guy by surprise>Hop over the bookcase, see if you can catch this guy by surprise>Write In
>>2089276>>[Fightin' Spirit] Now I attack!Horns are suspicious enough alright
>>2089276>>[Fightin' Spirit] Now I attack!
>>2089276>[Fightin' Spirit] Now I attack!Initiative mother fucker
>>2089276>[Fightin' Spirit] Now I attack!
>>2089276>>2089279>>2089305>>2089306>>2089311>[Fightin' Spirit] Now I attack!Let's see if I can overwhem another sucker with a fast and brutal assault.Roll to attack. Best of three.
Rolled 73 (1d100)>>2089331
Rolled 51 (1d100)>>2089331
Rolled 53 (1d100)>>2089331
>>2089331>>2089335>>2089338>>2089342>DC 70: Rolled 73 - Initiative, motherfucker!Running around the obstacles and approaching from behind helps you get the drop on the opponent. Barely able to make out the foe, two clubbing swings are loosed, making loud clanging sounds as metal hits metal.In the split second that you've attacked, the tall, dark figure has turned around. It certainly looks like a lizardman, if one of them was decked out in as much armor as Captain Blackwell. Unknownst to you, this bastard had pole-mounted axe with a spear tip on it. You wouldn't have been able to see it over the furniture since it's being held horizontally.Shit! He has it braced to intercept and impale you right now. Fucking hell! Gotta react!Managing to get Shinbatsu in the way, you are able to displace the spear just enough to save yourself. After getting in close, the bat is ripped right into the chest of the foe, knocking him back slightly. The feeling of scales being smash is familiar to you, recognizing such a satisfaction even through armor. Reeling from the impact, the warrior is already back on his feet ready to attack, after making some distance between the two of you with haste. His armor is dented, but the opponent seems to have shrugged of the solid hit. He's no small fry!After managing to get in an attack, you are in an interesting position. His weapon gives him much more reach, which you can't get around in this tight corridor, but he cannot make wide swings, opting to choke up on his weapon.He chooses not to run, but to fight. It will be harder to get in, but it might be easier to stay in once slipping past his guard. Maybe grappling will negate his reach? Gotta keep in mind, you've still got one arm.>[Fightn' Spirit]If it aint broke, don't fix it.>Use the surrounding terrain to you advantage>Fight conservatively. Look for an opening>Find a more open area to fight>Use your chain>Write In
>>2089399>>[Fightn' Spirit]If it aint broke, don't fix it.
>>2089399>Use your chain
>>2089399>>Use your chain
>>2089399>>[Fightn' Spirit]If it aint broke, don't fix it.Could this be the lizard that caused us to go in this fucking desert in this first time?
>>2089399>Use your chainPull him to us and club him
>>2089428in the first place*God damn it I'm tired
>>2089399>>2089408>>2089413>>2089415>>2089428>>2089433>Use your chainIt's about time to beat this guy at his own game. Loosing the chain from your arm causes the armored guy to advance silently, noticing your only arm is occupied. Backing up to maintain space, you are forced into action.Though he tries to close the distance, he clearly doesn't know what your about to do to. Might want to mix up the attack. He doesn't have too much room to evade.>Feint, then run in and swing with the bat>Use Shinbatsu like a flail with the bat-end as the head>Try to snare the foe>Write In
>>2089478>>Feint, then run in and swing with the bat
>>2089478>Feint, then run in and swing with the bat
>>2089478>Write in : grab his horns with the chain and force him to bow his head
>>2089478>>2089481>>2089486>>2089499>Fightn' Spirit +2>Feint, then run in and swing with the batSpinning the chain while also holding the bat proves difficult, but hurling the weighted end after spinning it vertically causes the armored guy to bat it out of the way. The chain end traveled in a slow arc, allowing you to close the gap while the feint was deflected. Even if he anticipated the fake-out, you're already within swinging distance now. His counter will be awkward, not that you'll let him get the opportunity. Shinbatsu is ready in your right hand already.Roll to attack again. Best of five.
Rolled 63 (1d100)>>2089549
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Rolled 45 (1d100)>>2089549
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Rolled 59 (1d100)>>2089549
>>2089549>>2089552>>2089560>>2089566>>2089567>>2089574>DC 65: Rolled 66 - Shit!The rending of armor echos through the room. You've just managed to tag the guy in the head with Shinbatsu, jerking his neck and forcing him back. There is a sting in your cheek as the pole of the weapon bumps it's shaft into your bad shoulder with little effect, having moved passed it's target. You've been grazed, but his weapon is now ineffectual.There is a sound hitting the back of your head. There are feet hitting the ground, but you aren't sure from where. You can't tell if it's coming from this floor or the next. It might be behind you.Your armored opponent takes advantage of your distracted state, and drops his cumbersome pole weapon after recovering, reaching back for something. You can't tell what it is, but you aren't just going to stand here and just watch him use it on you!Roll to react. Best of three.
Rolled 44 (1d100)>>2089612
Rolled 72 (1d100)>>2089612
Rolled 33 (1d100)>>2089612
>>2089612>>2089614>>2089618>>2089620>DC 60: Rolled 72 - Not even close.Having seen the attack telegraphed, it is easy to not only block, but counter. In spite of the abrupt dropping of the pole-axe, you see through the maneuver.The recoiling from a blow to the head turns into an overhand blade plunge. In the split second you've manage to stop the attack with Shinbatsu, a large, jagged dagger has been intercepted and deflected with a quick shift of the bat against the arms of the attacker. The speedy defense opens the foe up for another hit. One more chunky blow rends the black armor, and leaves a gaping chunk of the chest exposed. The enemies' flesh almost blends in with the rest of the dark armor, making his features obscured. Your opponent lets out one more swing of his blade to desperately try to cover himself, but you are already out of the way.There is a clicking behind you. Someone is stirring. The horned enemy re-grips his blade, and sidles forward, damaged but still ready to kill you. His weapon stands in between you and him, dark like his armor. It's time to finish this guy off.>[Fightn' Spirit] TODOME DA!>Use the environment against him to make an opening>Get out of the way>Write InSorry for dying on you guys, I'm back again now
>>2089831>[Fightn' Spirit] TODOME DA!
>>2089831>>[Fightn' Spirit] TODOME DA!
>>2089831>>2089868>>2089870>>2089876>[Fightn' Spirit] TODOME DA!Raising your club over your head, you pick up speed towards the enemy. He does the same, matching your momentum, ready to attempt to finish the fight in a single blow himself.Roll to fight. Best of three.
Rolled 36 (1d100)>>2089885
Rolled 35 (1d100)>>2089885TODOME DA
Rolled 93 (1d100)>>2089885
>>2089932HELL YEAH MOTHERFUCKER!
>>2089932Well we just beat his ass.
>>2089885>>2089898>>2089913>>2089932>DC 40: Rolled 93 - Fucking killed him!If this asshole believed he could turn this around in one more exchange, he was sorely mistaken. There will be no come from behind victories for him.The two of you meet in the narrow passage created by the bookcases. The lizardman tries to stretch out his mailed hand in an attempt to control you with a free hand before sticking the dagger into you. His attempt to abuse the numerical superiority of his arms compared to you backfires. One swift back-hand swing crushes his hand, turning the metal fingers into an unrecognizable mess. The black armored warrior does not let out a peep as his body is disfigured by your swing, and his body is turned into the bookcase, knocking a book or two form the shelves, not that there were many left. As he attempts to swing the weapon after being put off balanced, he about-faces into New York no Shinbatsu, and his head is rocked to the ground. Bits of metal fly everywhere, and the enemy is toppled to the ground."TODOME DA!"The loud cry is punctuated by a weighty, log-splitting blow to the head. The sick crunch of metal, scale and bone resonates through you as another skull is crushed underneath your bat. The body is as silent as it was when it was alive, but now it does not move."Bieri!"Charlotte runs up from behind you. She had set up to take a shot and cover you if you failed your charge into the enemy. He rifle in her hand, she lets you know what's going on after asking if you're okay."By the stairs, There are more soldiers!"Heading out of the labyrinth of shelves, you look out to where the center of the room is located. As you do, the air is displaced near your burning, shallow-cut cheek, followed by a loud *thock!*noise behind you. You make a big dive to a desk-like piece of furniture a little closer to the enemies as a knee-jerk reaction. There are three of those bastards, one of them has a crossbow, judging by the bolt that whizzed by your head. Taking a quick peek from cover, there is another that has a very large shield and spear combo, and one more with another pole weapon. This pole-arm is more like a sword on a stick.They realize they've blocked the only way out of the room, and wait for you to come to them, The shield toting warrior is in your way as the crossbowman reloads. These guys are kind of smart, and that makes them dangerous compared to run of the mill monsters around here.Charlotte is looking at you in anticipation, a few yards away from you now, taking cover from your original location before diving for cover. The three assholes are at least fifteen meters away. You have to get in on them, or stay pinned here.>[Manly] Fuck it, bum rush those assholes>Use [[[That]]] on a crossbow bolt>Have Charlotte gunfight with the crossbowman and let you get closer while distracting them>Write In
Are there bookshelves near them that we could topple
>>2090022>Use [[[That]]] on a crossbow boltI am curious as to what the hell would happen here.>>2090027But if this gets more support then I'll vote to throw empty bookshelves at them.
>>2090022>>[Manly] Fuck it, bum rush those assholes
Wait, I am an idiot. >Bum rush with bookshelves as a wall/bludgeon.>Have Lotti provide backup with her gun.
>>2090022>Use [[[That]]] on a crossbow bolt
>>2090022>>2090027>>2090029>>2090039>>2090053>>2090079>>2090087>Use [[[That]]] on a crossbow boltYou have an idea to try to use the bookshelves yo your advantage, but the realize this might be an excellent opportunity to use [[[That]]].After having one of those bolts barely miss you, there is a confidence in your ability to time the shot and send it back.Hopping out of cover, you put yourself out in the open, and the dickhead with the crossbow takes aim.Roll to use [[[That]]]. Best of five.
Rolled 8 (1d100)>>2090148
Rolled 14 (1d100)>>2090148
Rolled 26 (1d100)>>2090148
Rolled 60 (1d100)>>2090148F
Rolled 73 (1d100)>>2090148Nice try
>>2090148>>2090153>>2090155>>2090163>>2090191>>2090202>Rolled 73: I stopped him!Swinging your bat in this state is too much to ask for in addition to moving out of the way and timing. Instead, you opt for a different approach to sending the crossbow bolt back.The lizardman fires, you simply anticipate where the shot is traveling, which is downward, and towards you neck. With a simple motion, you do one of your least favorite techniques: bunting.Focusing on using [[[That]]], you catch the bolt on your bat, and it's immediately deflected back to the shooter. You don't manage to hit any vitals, but the impact into the black armor causes the crossbowman to lose his footing on the first couple of steps.Seeing your opportunity, you dash over to engage the two other assholes. Both warriors tighten up, ready to receive you There is a quick, plodding gait behind you as the little raccoon girl moves closer to a better shooting position. It's time to attack!Roll to attack. Best of five.
Rolled 71 (1d100)>>2090363
Rolled 13 (1d100)>>2090363
Rolled 19 (1d100)>>2090363
Rolled 66 (1d100)>>2090363I got this..?
Rolled 35 (1d100)>>2090363F. Prolly too late
>>2090363>>2090375>>2090386>>2090428>>2090578>DC 65: Rolled 71 - Fuck your shield.Dashing in, you notice the asshole with the pole weapon trying to support his spear wielding friend by assisting with the bracing of weapons. You have to get in close and knock the spear away, but that might be difficult with another guy about to poke you too.A gunshot from behind you causes the glaive wielding lizardman to backdown. Charlotte's pressure has given you the perfect opportunity. Deflecting the spear out of your way is easy enough, and you are able to follow up with a few nasty hits. The shield absorbs the strikes from your bat, and the wielder is pushed back up the stairs to avoid putting himself in a bad position. After backing away all three lizardmen have proceeded up the stairwell. They have the high ground, and all of you, minus Charlotte, are over a dangerous chasm.The asshole with the crossbow has taken position on the opposite side of the stairwell, high on the spiral, with a good vantage point to shoot at you. Charlotte is making her way in, getting into cover at the entryway to the staircase. Hopefully she can hold the asshole with the projectile at bay.You aren't feeling like you can use [[[That]]] again, though you might just try if the situation gets bad, and the other two have retreated a bit. They are beginning to descend to push you around with their greater reach while you're on the narrow staircase.You have some tactics of your own in your mind. Charlotte is reloading to cover you.>Chain the douche who ran upstairs. Drag him into the pit>Chain one of the guys behind the shield, break their formation>Get the guy with the shield and attack, Charlotte will cover you>Write In
>>2090702>Chain one of the guys behind the shield, break their formation
>>2090702>Get the guy with the shield and attack, Charlotte will cover youThen we can use it to protect against their crossdouch
>>2090702>>Chain one of the guys behind the shield, break their formation
Rolled 1 (1d2)>>2090702>>2090737>>2090738>Chain one of the guys behind the shield, break their formation>Get the guy with the shield and attack, Charlotte will cover youRollin.
>>2090781>>2090782>>2090784>>Chain one of the guys behind the shield, break their formationNevermind. Writing.
>>2090702>>2090802>>Chain one of the guys behind the shield, break their formationTaking out your chain, it's time to break the turtle-ling that threatens to mow you down.Roll to chain. Best of three.
Rolled 46 (1d100)>>2090835Fuck
Rolled 86 (1d100)>>2090835
Rolled 85 (1d100)>>2090835I just finished sorting 1000 pesticides pls dont give me a 1
Rolled 40 (1d100)>>2090835
>>2090835>>2090839>>2090840>>2090847>>2090854>DC 65: Rolled 86 - See you later, asshole.>DC 60: Rolled 40 - Oh no! I was too slow!Throwing my weighted chain, it is not hard to catch the warrior with the very large shield. Thankfully, I'm able to get that shit around him and bind him while he simply tries to raise his defenses. Before he knows what the hell is going on I jerk as hard as I can, causing him to tumble down the stairs. Readjusting my grip, I bring my weapon to bear.He's completely helpless by the time he's at my feet, to which I smash him over the head with Shinbatsu hard until he goes limp, negating his shield.There is a blast, and then a twang, another bolt nearly hits me, Charlotte keeping the crossbow guy at bay with her functionally superior weapon. As she tries to reload, the last armored warrior with the long weapon rushes at me.Oh shit! I have to deal with this dickhead now while I'm stuck here getting my chain off of this dead weight...Roll to react, best of three.
Rolled 76 (1d100)>>2090904
Rolled 38 (1d100)>>2090904
Rolled 82 (1d100)>>2090904
>>2090904>>2090906>>2090908>>2090969>DC 70: Rolled 82 - Kurae!Somehow managing to unhook the unconscious black armored lizardfolk, you are able to avoid the linear swipe of the glaive-wielding piece of shit and bonk him over the head. Using the staggered opponent's misfortune, you get behind him and grapple that faggot. Wrapping your good arm around the his weapon arm, you are able to bind him up just in time. The next crossbow bolt goes right into your victim's chest, further damaging him and knocking him for a loop. Charlotte dashes over behind you, using her small frame to use both of you as cover.The crossbowman stays his hand. He knows your probably not going to be able to hold his comrade for long with just one hand. He loads to get ready, but then pops his gorget open, strangely enough. It wraps around his long, narrow jaw, and you can see the breath of the foe now as it escapes the jaw-like opening. You can feel movement in your arms as the warrior you're restraining begins to come to. You'll have to figure out something, before he breaks free.If this was a time to bank on using [[[That]]] again, this is it.>Throw your victim to the ground, Use [[[That]]]>Make your way up using this bastard a shield>Use [[[That]]] on your victim, try to nail the crossbowman>Rely on Charlotte>Write In________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________That's it for tonight. See you all tomorrow. I'll be back again at 12:00PM EST. Thanks for participating everyone.
>>2091096Truck-Kun here. I'll wait for everyone to return.Really didn't want to stop at that point. Wish I could have been faster yesterday
>>2091096>>2091677Son of a bitch, this asshole is kicking after having his chest cavity punched in with a crossbow bolt. Charlotte got behind me, seeing that I've made a lizardfolk-shield out of the guy I just bonked. Other than the guy in my grip, there's only one more of these douchebags left. He's opened up his helm, so I can see all of his sharp teeth now. I'm I supposed to be scared? The black armored warrior stands with his crossbow leveled at me, all the way on the other side of a chasm made by the spiraling staircase hugging the walls...Maybe I can reason with him? I have his friend hostage.>[Intimidate] Drop your weapon or your friend gets it!>No, Send this guy into him>Let Charlotte create an opening>Write In
>>2091721>>No, Send this guy into himThere is no stopping now
>>2091721>>2091732>No, Send this guy into himIt's time to use [[[That]]].Backing up until your foot hits the little girl behind you, she is now aware to cover you while your try to do something stupid. You can here her gun click. It's time to put up or shut up.Roll to use [[[That]]]. Best of three.
Rolled 34 (1d100)>>2091758I hope more players come. It's kinda sad at the moment
>>2091767It certainly is, but I was anticipating this for a number of reasons. Hopefully things change soon.
Rolled 52 (1d100)>>2091758New to the quest, just finished reading the archive so here goes my first roll
Rolled 21 (1d100)>>2091758Using UNSPEAKABLE skill.
Huh, I thought Truck was just a bedtime story akun made up. Or was that Trick?Either way, have fun with this and take this bump, I'm neither a fan of isekai nor delinquents.
>>2091758>>2091767>>2091833>>2091839>Rolled: 52 - Shit I missed!"Charlotte, now!"The demi-human pops out from behind you, and the crossbowman attempts to fire at her as she peeks out to shoot. Fortunately, she makes good use of the cover you give her an retreats with a little whimper. The bolt lands right next to you, where the girl once was.Now that the lizardman has emptied his weapon, it's time for you to strike back. You'll use his ally against him!Roughly handling the lizardman who now tries to actively break your hold, you let him go and bash him over the head again, your victim unable to do anything to stop you.With a big-ass one-handed swing, you try your best to send this asshole into the other asshole. Unfortunately, there is just not enough oomph behind it, and you manage to smash the armored guy staggered in front of you into the staircase, a little short of slamming him into his crossbow-wielding ally. He bounces off of the floating staircase and falls into the empty abyss, without a sound other than his armor scraping against the side.The warrior with the high ground has begun to ascend the staircase, putting some distance between you. He knows he's outnumbered and outmatched. He's making a break for it!>[Fightn' Spirit] Where are you going!?>Chain him up>Charlotte!>Write In>>2091833Welcome. I appreciate your interest and hope I'll be able to entertain you.>>2091851I think I've been mistaken for Trick a handful of times, thanks for the bump anyways, I suppose. It's a shame you have no interest, but each to his own.
>>2091883>>[Fightn' Spirit] Where are you going!?
>>2091883>>Chain him up
Rolled 3 (1d100)I have to go so I'm rolling now
>>2091883>>2091889>>2091894>>2091900>[Fightn' Spirit] Where are you going!?"As if I'd let you go!"Roll to pursue and attack. Best of three.
Rolled 82 (1d100)>>2091925
Rolled 39 (1d100)>>2091925
>>2091922>>2091925>>2091929>>2091938>DC 65: Rolled 82 - Come here coward!You aren't about to let this guy get away! Sprinting up the spiral staircase, you are able to quickly catch up with the fleeing foe. He attempts to put one last bolt into you as you pursue, but it misses you entirely. He drops his weapon to move faster, and heads up to the tower aerie.Before he gets to leave the staircase, there is one more loud blast that bounces around in the cylindrical room of stairs. The armored warrior loses his footing, tripping on the stairs. Without missing a beat you tackle him down and batter him with your bat a few times. Pinning him with Shinbatsu across his neck, you briefly consider attempting to get this idiot to talk.>[Intimidate] Start talking, who the fuck are you people?>Finish him off, then examine the body for clues>Write In
>>2091968>Finish him off, then examine the body for cluesThey appear to be mute anyway, best to just off him without giving him a chance to turn the tables.
>>2091968>>Finish him off, then examine the body for clues
>>2091968>[Intimidate] Start talking, who the fuck are you people?
Rolled 2 (1d2)>>2091968>>2091972>>2091975>>2091994>>2092077>Finish him off, then examine the body for clues>[Intimidate] Start talking, who the fuck are you people?Rollin.
>>2092086Seeing this guy and his kin not respond to you just makes you want to make him talk more. It makes you angry.Roll to intimidate. Best of seven.
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Rolled 88 (1d100)>>2092092
>>2092092>>2092095>>2092116>>2092138>>2092147I have to step out for a little bit. Something came up. Sorry about this guys. I'll be back in about two hours.
>>2092092>>2092095>>2092116>>2092138>>2092147DC 75: Rolled 91 - What the hell is wrong with you?To make sure that me and him are on even ground, I let up on the pressure to the Lizardfolks neck and pick up his right arm. With a quick twist and a stomp, the bones in his arm are snapped in short order. Charlotte looks away as I brutalize my prisoner. There is a muted mumble of a noise, and then I rip his helm off, exposing his face. It is as leathery and scaly as the average lizardman, but there is something about the sharper countenance and the bigger horns that makes him stand out from others. The ridges of his face have a few scales that jut out like spikes. Now that you can see eye to eye, the lizard is unceremoniously dragged and held over the pit, created by the stairs.Narrowing your relatively menacing, beady eyes at the lizard, you give him a really mean glare, and start to ask the hard questions."WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU PEOPLE!? WHY ARE YOU HERE!? WHAT DID YOU DO TO THAT ELF YOU CAPTURED!? ANSWER ME, FUCKHEAD!!!"The demi-human has clearly been scared, but is incapable of making any intelligible sounds. I simply stares at you, and uses the arm that you didn't bend out of shape to try to remove your strong grip over it's throat. If it could cry, it might have, but it has a blank look on it's face as you yell at it. You are a little disappointed with the result, but have the suspicion that this creature has something deeply, disturbingly wrong with it's psychology, in addition to it's inability to communicate.Rather than simply dropping the warrior, you throw him hard into the wall, and follow up with a stone breaking shot to the head like you were playing tee-ball. He won't be moving for some time, if ever. Breath escapes your lips as you become ever more tired of searching for this stupid elf."Let's search for clues."Making your way up to the aerie, you find a whole lot of nothing from where you are on the top. The only things around are telescope, and some unreadable notes. Fuck!It's too hard to see anything around here, even with the night sky being lit up by a bizarre aurora. This is clearly a place of study, but where the hell is the owner. The only inhabitants where these lizardfolk soldier- assholes on guard duty or something. If only you could read whatever language was written in these notes and books. Maybe you just have to look harder? The only thing you can read is this fucking Japanese Light Novel in your pocket. Like that has anything to do with the missing person you're looking for! Charlotte is snooping around, her fat butt is up and her tail moves steadily in the air as she walks with her face far to close to the ground, looking for clues.>Go look through the books here on the upper levels, there has to be one in you can read>Head to the basement>Go examine the bodies you found earlier beginning to rot, maybe there's a clue on them>Write In
>>2092457>>Go look through the books here on the upper levels, there has to be one in you can read
>>2092457>Go examine the bodies you found earlier beginning to rot, maybe there's a clue on themAm I the only one thinking these fuckers might be Clockwork bitches goons? They didn't even blink to maiming, or appear capable of speech. Like the undead butchers.
>>2092457>>2092463>>2092542>Go look through the books here on the upper levels, there has to be one in you can read>Go examine the bodies you found earlier beginning to rot, maybe there's a clue on themScouring the books on the upper floor, you can't find shit at first. Charlotte taps on your leg after about an hour, holding up a big book in front of her face so you can take it. You really to invest in treats or something. One headpat later, you've managed to uncover what you've thought was at first critical information, but ends up being about something stupid.[[[...After much waiting, I've finally come across the 31st volume of Puri Puri Mari. I can finally continue reading the magical saga after much patience to avoid spoiling the story, for a second time, of course. As the "Nihoni" people would say, this is a very "sugoi" occurence. The only thing is that I'll have to translate the story. It's quite a bit of work. If only my own language would be a more appropriate medium for translation, rather using the cumbersome common tongue of the humans. Oh well, At least I will finally be able to indulge in my...]]]Closing the book before things get weird and personal, you find it hard to get the bad taste out of your mouth all of a sudden. What the fuck? This is like the diary entry of some kind of depraved culture-consuming freaks overseas. Not to mention the butchering of your language. You would rather try to forget about this and go examine the bodies you had found earlier that had started rotting.Doing just as you had imagined, you drag a reluctant Charlotte over to the bodies again. She holds her little nose again while in close proximity.Looking over the bodies that have begun decomposing, you aren't able to make out much, other than the fact that all of these lizardmen look the same, warped to be black and extra spiky, and wearing the same kind of armor. It;s impressive that anyone can outfit them, considering how fucking tall they are. Even moreso than Kauss, by about a head, at your estimate, but not as thick and built as your friendly lizard buddy.The stink seems to be coming from a wound in the torso of both bodies. Bullet wounds that have started necrotising are rancid right now, after punching through the sleek black armor at least a day ago. The size of the rounds lodged in their chests narrows down the shooter.This has to be the work of Rya! Not only was she headed this way, but her big rifle is the only weapon you've seen that could potentially fire rounds this size. She was here! But where is she now? The worst scenarios run through your head, and you hope the elf girl is okay.You have a feeling that Rya is in trouble, but not here right now. The same goes about her friend, Kaeloras. If those quiet bastards were stationed here, that must mean whoever sent his men here was planning on coming back. Maybe waiting here might be a good idea? It's likely they will come back. But when?>Cont.
>>2092590Other than the odd coloring, the bodies don't offer much other than stench. You were hoping to find a calling card or something that might relate to someone you know.You have a few leads now, and thankfully a very good sense of smell with you as well. Glancing at Charlotte, she seems to be rubbing her belly, having moved away from the corpses. You haven't checked the basement either, so maybe something important is in there as well? Gonna have to figure it out. And quickly.>Have Charlotte try to sniff out Rya>Have Charlotte try to track other black armored lizardfolk>Check the basement>Write In
>>2092602>Have Charlotte try to sniff out Rya
>>2092602>>Have Charlotte try to sniff out Rya
>>2092602>>2092632>>2092678>Have Charlotte try to sniff out Rya"Hey, Lottie. Do you think you can sniff out Rya?"The little girl mewls a little bit before looking at you. She holding her guts like she just shot herself in the tummy with her own gun."What's wrong with you?"Charlotte tries to save face by not looking you in the eyes, having been betrayed by her own body."I'm...I'm..."Her inhuman stomach finishes for her with a low rumble. God damn it, you had thought something was actually wrong with her! She's just hungry..."I told you to bring snacks with you, you fucking potato!""I ate them all already!"...Nevermind, this could actually be a problem, with her appetite anyways. Some people eat to live, but little Charlotte lives to eat. You can't have her gorge herself fatter than she already is with her binge eating. You might need to give her some motivation...>[Intimidate] Don't make me take off my belt...>Tough it out Lottie>Could you do it if I rubbed your belly?>Let's look for something to eat around here>Write In
>>2092738>>[Intimidate] Don't make me take off my belt...
>>2092738>[Intimidate] Don't make me take off my belt...
I'm sorry truck. I wish I wasn't working all the time.I appreciate your running though
>>2092738>>2092746>>2092779>>2092809>[Intimidate] Don't make me take off my belt...You aren't playing games around here! Charlotte needs to put her best effort, and for her, fear is a great motivator."Charlotte, you have till the count of three. Don't make me take off my belt...""Wha?! Huh?"Her confused noises are punctuated by her rumbling tummy. To drive the point home, you unbuckle your belt."One..."You tug on your belt an start undoing it. Charlotte wakes up from her hunger, now sated by fear. She grabs her plump bottom in fear and starts to cry."...Oh*sniff*...O-Okay..."You feel a little bad that you made your little girl so distressed, but now is not the time for feeding her. She has to perform and lose some damn weight!And she does just that. She follows the trail, leading you out of the tower and back outside, blubbering and whimpering like a whooped dog with her tail between her legs. She's taking you further north. Deeper into the Rift territory."Almost there..."Charlotte answers, still shaky and afraid from the threatening of her butt. The combination of darkness and strange light is unnerving, as the mountainous terrain seems to flash in the shadow of the storm. After walking for some time, there is a terrible thundering from above.That's not a good sign...Roll to move quickly. Best of three.
Rolled 6 (1d100)>>20929061
Rolled 43 (1d100)>>2092906Poor Charlotte
Rolled 92 (1d100)>>2092906
>>2092906>>2092910>>2092918>>2092934>DC 70: Rolled 92 - Got the fuck out of there, but now there's a new problem...You don't need to be reminded twice of what had happened when you had first climbed over these mountains. Whatever hit you in the back left a big fucking bruise! Grabbing Charlotte, who has become sluggish due to fatigue, you dash with her and squeeze her plump body tight into your chest, hauling her and her big bag, and making her grunt. Ignoring everything, you make a mad dash in the general direction you had been going.You can here a loud pattering, or rather an absolutely deafening drilling. It is like rain, but about a hundred times more violent. The ground is invisible now from the ankle up, as it's being pelted with a stone-like hail. You can feel it on your back, and boy, does it fucking smart."YAMATO DAMASHII!!!"Able to ignore the pain, there is a new structure in your sight after clambering over a ton of shit while running with a hefty little girl and her shit in your only good arm in this storm. Incredible, there's another fucking tower, just like the first!Dashing towards the safety of a roof, now you see there is a huge problem. There's one of those fucking armored lizard-bastards standing watch nearby to the entrance. Fuck! Gotta hurry, before the sky falls any harder down on you. You only solace is that he's not quite near the entrance right now, preferring to be under another, small ruined structure to protect his head from the Rift disgorging it's shit. He isn't looking in your direction, now in a bad spot to do his job after getting caught out in the rain.>[Fightn' Spirit]You've got a lot of momentum, mow him down>You have a lot of momentum, run right past him>Find another way in>Write In
>>2093020>>[Fightn' Spirit]You've got a lot of momentum, mow him down
>>2093020>[Fightn' Spirit]You've got a lot of momentum, mow him down
>>2093020>>2093030>>2093045>>2093053>Fightn' Spirit +5>[Fightn' Spirit]You've got a lot of momentum, mow him downYou've got more than enough momentum to finish this guy off, considering how fast your fucking going right now while being assaulted by the Rift. The asshole doesn't see or hear you coming before turning around and eating a massive body check to the torso, flinging his stupid ass right through the wall to the hail outside. Yeah, fuck 'em. His equipment was left behind, another great-shield and a spear.That loser will probably die outside the safety of cover from the Riftstorm. You rent his armor, knocked him out, and now he's being rained on by what feels like bricks.You're a little banged up yourself. Charlotte is a little pouty about the prospect of being spanked still, but puts some shit on your back that burns at first, taking the pain away just a little bit while you recover. You managed to come out with minimal damage, somehow, but Rya wasn't kidding: that Rift shit is no joke over here!After crushing the lone guard and jacking his shit, using the great-shield helps get you across the destructive rain, but it's heavy a shit due to the volume. Dropping the now beaten sheet of metal down, your in. Thank the lord.Now there's only one thing left to do. This place is very much a mirror of the other tower, which tells you they both had a significant purpose before they were turned into ruins. Much like the other structure, this one has a set of stairs that goes up, and a set of stairs that go down.Which way do you go?>Up. Again>Down. Let's see the basement>Write In
>>2093109>>Down. Let's see the basement
>>2093109>>2093119>Down. Let's see the basementYou've already seen what the upper floor looked like, time to check out the basement. Charlotte is still a little fatigued from being hungry, so you have to pull her by the hand.Heading down the steps, you are greeted by a very interesting sight in the room below. It's a little more linear and cramped then upstairs, but all along the walls, there are shelves and shelves of paperback books on the left, and tomes on the right, which seem to be organized in a mirror of each opposite wall. There are more small books than large tomes, by far. After searching for enemies, you take a moment to read through the paperbacks.Mega-Robo?The Mighty Atom?Ultra Fighters Z?...and a shed load of Puri Puri Mari Light Novels...Yup this is a comic collection. A manga collection."W-what are these, Boss? These pictures...""You put that back, Lottie. That shit is for nerds."The heavy books on the other side are translated scripts, you don't even want to see how badly the fruit who translated these butchered your language. Looking further around the room, there are a handful of very interesting accessories, all from your world. You should feel elated to see there are objects here from your own reality, but these are only make you feel embarrassed. There are several of those dolls idiots shell out top dollar so they can dress up a girl from their favorite cartoons, in various states of refurbishing. Alongside those, there are handheld gaming devices, barely recognizable, but probably still functional, as well as o console, and a surprisingly intact monitor. That actually might be big, these neanderthals don't seem to know what electricity is yet, not that your an electrical technician either. Wonder if that still works."Boss, what's that!?"In it's own little corner, there is a long stand containing one of those ridiculous, perverted, love pillows. It's pretty beaten up, but the character is obviously Puri Puri Mari. Good god, does it's owner have any fucking shame? Even in the magical land of Aetherion, there is no escape from filthy, nerdy man-children. Jesus!Moving Charlotte along, before she looks on a little to much and is lost to the dark side, you continue to another staircase.The next room is dank and mostly empty. It is the smallest by far, very stony, and very plain in comparison to the comfy upper floors. It's also a great deal colder and more damp. There is a table in the center, a bookcase to your left, and a cell in the back.A cell!You see a figure in the back, and are relieved to finally have found Rya, before clamping your mouth shut. That isn't a girl locked behind solid iron bars. That's a man. He looks like Rya, with blond hair, a little lighter than hers, sharp effeminate features, and long, pointy ears of course.>Cont.
>>2093277There is an elf sitting cross-legged in the center of a stony prison right now, bound by arm and leg to the floor of the room by heavy chains. His long, sagely robes hang from his airborne position....Actually, scratch that, he's not sitting on the ground, but rather floating off of it. Neat trick.He hasn't noticed you, looking like he's reaching to find enlightenment right now and completely unaware of his surroundings. So it would seem. You're more concerned as to why there aren't any guards around here to watch over the guy with magical powers.Looking to Charlotte, you can tell she's quite confused about the situation, not knowing what to say or do now that you've come across another elf. Especially one that floats. Other than that, she looks hungry.This must be the Kaeloras Rya has been hyping up all this time. At least that's what your clever brain is telling you. Let's wake him up and find out.
>>2093307You did very good lottie.You get bellyrubs
>>2093307Truck-Kun here. Thanks for all coming to into the quest, even though it was a late attendance. You all wait for me when it gets drawn out, so it's only fair I do the same. I appreciate it either way, my patience did paid off in the end.As for the running of the quest. I won't be back until Saturday. I'll be busy over the imminent holidays. The next time I run will be Saturday 12:00PM EST. I will make new thread, and link it if this one is still around, of course. Once again, thank you all for participating. Hopefully things will go more smoothly once I get some time off from running, though I greatly enjoy doing so. See you all later.
>>2093340Give yourself a belly rub
>>2093340See you then T-kun
>>2093340Maybe make the new thread "newbie friendly" by quickly summing up the story, our characteristics and our inventory
>>2093484You've got it, anon.
>>2094169prease get twitter
UPDATE: Truck-Kun here. Running late due to a horrible holiday weekend. Sorry guys. Will be back at 2:00PM EST. Thanks for being patient again.
>>2098466That's fine, I got a cold, so I can wait.
>>2098466UPDATE: Truck-Kun here. I hate to say it, but I need to push running back one more hour. I will definitely be ready to rock at 3:00PM EST for sure, as much as I'd rather do it now. Once again, thank you to everyone for waiting for me.The holidays are truly the worst time of the year. For me anyways.
>>2098754What's your job dude?
>>2098754Okay, I'm here everyone.I'll begin in a moment. I know I said that I'd begin a new thread, but going by my schedule, if I have enough participants, I think it would be best to continue this thread rather than start a new one quite yet. I hope everyone is alright with that.>>2098773Working part-time retail on the side is killing me about now.
>>2098983Fuck Black Friday
>>2093307Taking in the alien features of the fey man before you makes the air in this dank basement a little uncomfortable. Rya is very feminine-looking and attractive, but seeing such androgynous, effeminate, unmanly features on a dude is off-putting. Guys like that are usually on the receiving end of a beating from you at school. You don't hang out with dudes that look like chicks. Even though you were looking for the girl elf, this is also a good development, if not better, should your hunch be true.Charlotte is staring at the way the man currently floats in the air, enough to be at eye level with you while in a sitting position. Her mouth is a pouty 'O' shape, accompanies by a tilted head of curiosity and awe. At least she's distracted from being hungry.Enough thinking, it's time to get this show on the road. Hopefully breaking this guy out will be easy, once he's woken up, that is."Hey. You that Kaeloras guy?"...No answer. Either this guy is doing some astral projection shit, or he's ignoring you. Regardless of the reason, you are losing your patience fast. Waking him up would seem simple enough if he wasn't floating and performing some magical bullshit or whatever the fuck he's doing.Charlotte has gone back to feeling hungry again. She's plopped down on her soft tush and begun to rub her tummy, looking very unaware of anything around her. That can't be good>Fuck this, it's a small cell and I can fit my arm in there>Wait for him to wake up on his own. Help Charlotte find something to eat>See if the Light Novel in your pocket is his>Write In
>>2099128>>Write InLOUDLY call him a faggot in japanese
>>2099140SupportingAlso to see if he UNDERSTANDS that we talked in japanse
>>2099140Thirding, we must ascertain his nerd level for optimal bully.
>>2099128>>2099140>>2099201>>2099220>Call him a faggot in your native tongueCharlotte is busy looking hungry and miserable as you figure out how to get this guy's attention. Looking at him fills you with an inexplicable need to harry him. It might be because his disgusting collection of shit in the other room, assuming it belongs to him.Putting that in the back of your mind, you need to wake him up from his trance. Hmmm.I know, I'll call him a faggot!"HEY, DO'INPO!"Fuck. Your insult doesn't seem to have phased the elf, even after insulting his manhood...Wait a minute. Maybe you were hallucinating, but you thought you saw his brow wiggle a little bit. It seems he heard you. Perhaps such a word in your language was too complex for him?>Keep hurling insults and see where that gets you>Read the Light Novel>Grab this idiot>Write In
>>2099257>Take out the book and start trash talking it in front of him.>Call every possible waifu character shit at the same time. >Declare the book sub standard.
>>2099257>>Keep hurling insults and see where that gets youLouder and longer
>>2099340>>2099274>>2099257And before I forget to add this>Call the character on the body pillow a dirty slut.
It's late here so I'm leaving, but I have to share this idea before: propose to translate one page a day, as long as he does exactly what we're telling him
>>2099257Truck-Kun here. Life is really getting in the way and for that I am truly sorry. It can't be helped. I need about another 45 minutes. Then I'll be scott-free, if you still believe in me, that is.If I knew it was going to be this bad, I wouldn't have run.
>>2099257>>2099274>>2099276>>2099340>>2099345>>2099350>>2099435>Take out the book and start trash talking it in front of him.>Call every possible waifu character shit at the same time. >Declare the book sub standard.It seems making fun of him the normal way might not work. Time to kick this up a notch.Whipping out the light novel and flipping through the pages, it's been decided you'll emulate those nerds at school when they talk about the newest anime. Those faggots always bicker about the stupidest shit, characters in fiction that aren't even real, to the point of having an stroke when somebody thinks their favorite character is trash. At least they would try before you threatened to leave your seat when they got too loud for you in the classroom. That makes the nerds shut the fuck up.Alright here we go. Picking a random spot in the light novel, there's an illustration of a little girl, much like the main character. Really little. Eeugh...She dressed up in a somewhat exposing outfit. She has animal ears, much like a certain little girl next to you, but not as fat. Let's find her name..."...Gross. Sexualizing little girls? Who writes this garbage? Miyuki-nyan is a nasty little thot..."You get a long ear twitch and not much else. Gotta keep going. Gotta try harder.Next is an almost equally scantily clad female, but far more generously endowed. An older woman. Easy pickings."Wow, Shizune-chan? More like old-hag-chan. What a disgusting cow!..."The elf that floats a couple of feet over the ground tips over slightly. He's become visibly frustrated. You're getting pretty good at this.Oh, you forgot the main character! Going by the body pillow in the other room, this will be good. You don't even realize you've lost sight of your goal, rather more interested in hurting this loser's feelings."...And then Puri Puri Mari saved the day again with another "Raging Heart Blast"...In her dirty little slut sailor uniform. This book is garbage. Puri Puri Mari is shit!"There is a surprised cry from a high-ish, male voice. The elf is awake! A loud thud confirms that whatever the fuck he was doing, it was interrupted. With an "oww" and a grunt, the vexed man behind bars has been stirred awake. He is not happy that you just insulted the shitty, wank-bait characters from Puri Puri Mari. Scrambling to his feet, he is quick to react. Jumping to attention in impotent rage, He squeezes the bars between you and him with his scrawny arms."H-how dare you! You can say whatever you like about Miyuki-nyan and Shizune-neechan, but nobody talks about my wife Mari like that! You take back what you said, you fiend! Mari is cute! CUTE!""YOU'RE WAIFU ISU SHITO!! SHIIITO!!!!"The elf has flown into a frenzy now. His face is deep red after losing all composure and screeching as he shakes iron bars, rattling his restraints, and screeching like an animal. Looks like I overdid it.>Slap him quiet>Try to reason with him>Continue bullying>Write In
>>2099761Oh god it fucking worked, you have no idea how much I am smiling right now.>I bet the Demon I fucked isn't as kinky as Mari, and what's your problem femboi? You know she would ride me into the sunset before you right? But tell you what, come with me and get out of that cell, and I will kill you trying to make you a real man for your waifu. Or you know, sit here and rot while your people die out when you could be a man....like little bitch.
Its probably a better idea to do a new thread at this point, I don't think anyone has this old thread up anymore.
>>2099761>>2099895>Clever +1>Manly +1>I bet the Demon I fucked isn't as kinky as Mari, and what's your problem femboi? You know she would ride me into the sunset before you right? But tell you what, come with me and get out of that cell, and I will kill you trying to make you a real man for your waifu. Or you know, sit here and rot while your people die out when you could be a man....like little bitch.Seeing the elf-guy have a tantrum like a man-child fills you with a glee you haven't felt since you were back at school. Coming down from this high will be difficult. Instead, you decide to continue to bully and make fun of him. His nerd tears scratch an itch you forgot you had."HAHAHA! I bet the fucking slutty demon bitch I fucked isn't as filthy as your precious Mari. Ehh...? What's wrong femboi? Are you fucking crying? I guess you know already your "wife" would ride me into the sunset before hooking up with you. Alright, tell you what, loser, come with me and get out of that cell, and I will kill your ass trying to turn you into a real man for your little waifu. Or you know, sit here and rot while your people die out when you could be a man....like the little bitch you are."Your victim reacts much like the little bitch you called him, breaking down into his hands, losing his shit. Good fucking grief, get over yourself!Rolling your eyes, you take a second to check on Charlotte, who is not fairing much better. She's flopped over on her side, laying down and clutching her round belly, with a dull look in her eyes and a listless look on her face. She seems to have tuned out your extreme bullying, drooling on the ground like her brain just stopped.Jesus, this isn't going well. It seems you went to far in insulting this dumbass' imaginary friend. And now your poor little raccoon is starving after not stuffing herself like a greedy piglet. Fucking hell.>[Intimidate]URUSAI!>Calm down already! I came to bust you out!>Let this guy cry it out, help Charlotte>Write In>>2099895That seems to be the case, unfortunately. I'll figure out what I'll do after this. Damn these holidays!
>>2099761>Slap him quietSlap him like the bitch he is.
>>2100115>Let this guy cry it out, help Charlotte
>>2100115>Let this guy cry it out, help CharlotteThat aint normal, she doesn't do food comas that quickly when she doesn't eat.
>>2100115>>2100124>>2100184>Let this guy cry it out, help CharlotteWhat the hell is wrong with her? Is your fat little sweetheart finally succumbing to her own overindulgence and having a heart attack!? Not about to let that happen!Running over to your precious marshmallow, and ignoring the bawling nerd in his cell, you do your best to comfort the little girl and make sure she's still with you..."Stay with me, Charlotte!"Checking her pulse and her breathing make her seem perfectly fine. The only issue aside from her strange-comatose like symptoms is the angry rumbling coming from her belly. In a little voice, she answers your concerns."S...So hungry..."Son of a bitch, she's shutting down now because she missed a meal? You've gotta be kidding...Is it really that bad? This place doesn't look like much, but it has a table and some chairs. Maybe there's food nearby!?You can't leave the dumpling like this for long, you can't let her end up pigging out again later. Meanwhile the elf is still mumbling and crying like a huge pussy. What a horrible day this is turning into.Picking the chubby girl up to get her off the floor helps a little, now she's only drooling on you...>[Intimidate]Dumbass...Food...Now...>[Fightn' spirit] Punch the elf in face to get him to bring him to his senses>Fuck this, I'll look on my own, this is a place to eat, right?>Write In
>>2100362>[Fightn' spirit] Punch the elf in face to get him to bring him to his sensesBELIEVE IN THE BULLY THAT ELIEVES IN YOU!
>>2100362>Fuck this, I'll look on my own, this is a place to eat, right?
>>2100362>>2100378>>2100406>>2100415>[Intimidate]Dumbass...Food...Now...As much as you feel that the fuzzy girl needs to eat less, your brotherly instincts are kicking in watching her suffer from her large and strange appetite. Gotta feed your Charlotte!Balancing the motionless girl on your other shoulder, you manage to free up your good arm enough that you can threaten this idiot.After already breaking his spirit, it's not hard to get his attention and break him out of his hysterical mumbling and freaking out. Reaching in and grabbing the blubbering elf by the collar, you drag him towards roughly and slam him into the thick iron bars."Ouch! By Gaia! what is your problem, you evil human! Nay! You are less than a human, you are a fiend! A demon in disguise! If I weren't bound in cold iron I'd-"Slamming him into the iron bars again shuts him up fast. He rubs his head after getting hit again with metal."Dumbass...Food...Now...""You fool! How could you think about food whilst I stand here detained against my will...Ah I see, that other tall dark man has sent you to break me...I'll have you know, you shall never succeed! I Kaeloras Stormblood, and my love for Mari-sama will never be-"Another slam against the hard cell walls stops him. Again. It's not until he has a sizable lump on his head are you finally able to get him to grasp the situation. Now that you got your mitt on him, he's too weak and pathetic to escape. Maybe you should have just punched him in the face?"Oww Oww Oww! And why should I help you!?""Look asshole, I'm trying to break you out with a little bit of your cooperation, but if you don't cooperate I'm going to fucking pull you through these goddamn bars manua-RRRrrrhhh!"Slamming the idiot into the bars again as a knee-jerk reaction to sharp pain around your left delt, you wince as tiny knives cut right into you like you were made out of fucking jello. That shit hurts!What the fuck Charlotte! Did you just take a fucking bite out of me!?!!?The elf is pretty dazed now after that slip of the hand on your part. What the hell is going on! It's getting really hard to focus with how fucking pissed your getting. Everything is starting to go red!>[Fighting Spirit] URAAGH!!!>[Clever] That was no ordinary bite, maybe I can use this to my advantage?>Tell me where you keep your food, you otaku bastard!>Get the hungry girl off of you before she eats you!>Write In
>>2100632>MOTHERFUCKER TELL ME WHERE I CAN GET THIS GIRL SOME FOOD, OR SO HELP ME I WILL FEED YOU TO HER PIECE BY PIECE UNTIL I CAN PULL YOU THROUGH THAT CAGE!
>>2100632>>[Clever] That was no ordinary bite, maybe I can use this to my advantage?
>>2100632>>2100681>>2100682>>2100798>Clever +4>Manly -1>Fightn' Spirit -1>Honest -1>>[Clever] That was no ordinary bite, maybe I can use this to my advantage?Jesus! That little turd actually bit me! I can feel that even my muscles were pierced! Fuck!Maybe I can use this to my advantage? First comes getting Charlotte the hell off!Roll to stop being eaten. Best of five.
Rolled 75 (1d100)>>2100831
Rolled 46 (1d100)>>2100831Probably a high roll, that monster is the death of buffet tables everywhere.
Rolled 74 (1d100)>>2100831
Rolled 31 (1d100)>>2100831Since no one seems interested in rolling, let me throw my die into the ring!
>>2100831>>2100846>>2100852>>2100856>DC 55: Rolled 75 I can't believe that worked!Shoving the stupid elf back into his cell, you focus on the task at hand. Pulling off the little monster is quite the ordeal, and she ends up taking a little chunk out of your shoulder blade. Holy shit, her teeth are stupid hard and sharp!Time to use that to your advantage! Picking the little beast up at arms reach, there's a significant change in demeanor in her. Her normally brown eyes are an unnatural yellowish tinge, her hair is standing up a bit, and her teeth are bared as she hisses and thrashes about, chomping like a savage beast. Do all demi-humans freak out like this!? Fortunately, you're hella strong, enough to hold her by the scruff of the neck and stop her from taking anymore bites out of you.Directing Charlotte towards the iron bars prove to be effective. She manages to tear a chunk of the iron bars out with haste with her wild biting."D-don't sick your vicious demi-human on me!! Nyuugh!!!"Taking a mental note on how Kaeloras screams like a little girl, you manage to control Charlotte enough thin one of the iron bars before she gives up, holding her jaw. The painful trauma from biting metal seems to have roused her from her frenzy. This must be what happened when she went ham on food the last few times."...Owwie...muh teef hurt...Muh belly hurts too...Boss I'm starving!"The little girl whines and generally is miserable, but your ploy worked! The bar has been weakened enough that you can probably take the rest on from here with the chunks missing!Kaeloras cowers as you slam on his cell bars with Shinbatsu, rattling the wall his prison resides in. The little bit of damage you've suffered sees you through, letting you hit just a little harder.After a little less than ten minutes, you've managed to break through the bars and bend them enough to fit someone in there. Poor Charlotte is still moping, and now you've managed to get to Kaeloras.With a couple more hits to his heavy restraints, you haven't gotten them off of his wrists, but he's now free from his cell. He seems to realize that himself after getting over his cowardice."D-don't hurt m - Huh? I'm free...absolutely fantastic! Now I can finally get back to the forest! I was supposed to be there a month ago!"Not having any of his shit, you pick him up again by his collar threateningly, standard Banchou fare, of course."Feed my demi-human. NOW! Before I feed your scrawny ASS to HER!""Alright. Fine. Jeez!"After freeing the weirdo elf, he takes you to a wall on the other side of the room, one without any shit hanging from it or furniture blocking it. After knocking on it with a certain rhythm, part of the wall vanishes, a cool breeze enters and you want to vomit after looking inside.>Cont.
>>2101170He gestures for you to walk in first, perhaps to acknowledge you setting him free and trying to put the very awkward situation upon your meeting behind you both. This just makes it worse.Walking in to what seems to be a shrine, the elf has created a little sanctuary for himself, dedicated to his Puri Puri Mari. There are all sorts of figurines in top notch condition, posters, toys, and paraphernalia as far as the eye can see. All to his shitty "wife".The temperature has dropped significantly, which you pinpoint the location of the draft to what seems to be an ice-box. Like a refrigerator, but extra ghetto. Kaeloras hands you a single drink in a gay-ass pink container, without a single word and a pensive stare. Snatching it out of his hand, you sniff it to make sure your Lottie will be okay....Is this fucking strawberry milk? Where the fuck did he get this? This is a fucking girls drink at home! Popular, and kind of gross...Handing it back to him, he is surprised and vexed when you pull up the large ice box filled with strawberry milk and haul all of it out of the secret room and squeeze that shit through the opening, knowing your hungry underling all too well. Time to feed the little girl before she tries to eat someone again.Charlotte is propped into one of the chairs, dazed, but perking up at the smell of delicious sweets. Better be careful about this.>Just give the girl some milk>Feed it to her, can't let her overdo it>Pamper her, she's had a long day>Write In
>>2101267>>Pamper her, she's had a long day
>>2101267>Feed it to her, can't let her overdo itCant go soft on her, but she can cuddle with us tonight.
Rolled 2 (1d2)>>2101267>>2101354>>2101399>Pamper her, she's had a long day>Feed it to her, can't let her overdo itRollin.
>>2101511>Feed it to her, can't let her overdo itNormally, you wouldn't give a single fuck after using an underling the way you used Charlotte today. It's all just business to you when you extract tribute from those weaker than you, and have them do your dirty work on the rare occasions when you can't be assed to do it. After taking care of the obnoxious, hero-worshiping, overweight, gluttonous crybaby, you've managed to grow a soft spot for her. Your going to take care of her like you would take of your own brother. Even if you really don't want to. Gotta make sure she doesn't overeat this time.Sitting the little girl next to you, it's key her stubby little arms can't reach the surplus of milk. Next, you make sure to feed her. She tries to grab the strawberry milk from you, her sweet tooth getting the better of her, but you're not about to let her gorge herself into further obesity again. She's not allowed to get any fatter.Kaeloras tries to sneak out while you feed your demi-human. Clearing your throat gets his attention, and you snap your fingers and point to the chair across from you. He thought he could leave, good fucking joke.The little girl is surprised when you give her the bottle, much like one would feed a babe in a high chair Once the milk hits her lips, she comes to life. Rather than sucking it down like and ordinary thirsty person, Charlotte inhales that shit like the savage she is. The thick, sweet liquid agrees with her growling gut, causing it to shut the fuck up. Charlotte seems to realize her boss is hand-feeding her and all her wildest dreams are coming true right now after being nursed back to chubbiness. She eases up and drinks at a more reasonable speed after the first dozen.Kaeloras has his head down, not feeling very comfortable at the table with the two of you, but occasionally peeks his head up and steal glances at the way you feed the fluff ball next to you.Eventually Charlotte chills out, looking like she's about to fall asleep. There's a veritable mountain of bottles left over, but she didn't go through even half of them all, thankfully. She's still filled with at least 8 liters of strawberry milk, using her free hands to rub her slightly swollen belly. The little girl leans back, smacking her lips, full and satisfied. A waistline endangering crisis has been averted this time."The milk of strawberries soothes the savage beast? How fitting...""You and I, we need to talk, smartass. I need to know what the fuck is going on. This is bullshit!"__________________________________________________________________________________________Thanks again everyone. Sorry about the crappy job running today. It's that time of year. I'll return on Monday to run once more, at 1:00PM EST. Look for my new thread.
If he's powerful enough, he could make a great addition to our team, despite his faggotry