It is the sharp impact of something cold against your cheek, knocking your head to the side before it drops down. Your chest ached as you recalled the fight, however the sharp laughter of Torchwick snapped you from your pain as you look up. You feel the servos of your arms whirr to life as you see the red headed man before you, the silent Neo by his side. However as you go to push yourself forward, you are caught as you see a pair of large clamps around the joints in your elbows and wrists. “What a catch, don’t you think Neo?” he mocks, twirling his cane in his hand before clicking it against the ground and resting his hands on it. “Who’d have thought ‘The Invincible Girl’ would be the biggest bait for both Thorns in my side?” He continues, and his words jerk your head up as you look around you into the dimly lit room to find your companions, only to hear him laugh. “Oh that seemed to wake you up, didn’t it? Don’t worry Tin-Man, they aren’t hurt; Yet.” Torchwick assures before he smacks you again with his cane. “I have something special Just for you. Neo, get his head, I’d hate for our friend to not take his medicine.” He orders as you continue to struggle against your bonds. You wince as the diminutive girl grips your hair as she steps behind you, forcing your head to the side.Your struggling however slows when you hear Torchwick march closer to you; A Syringe of a fluid black as night swaying slowly in his hand.>What do you say?>A. Demand to be let go.>B. Insure him that you’re resistant to torture.>C. Warn him your friends will find you>D. Other.
>>2233619>A. Demand to be let go.>B. Insure him that you’re resistant to torture
>>2233619>BOff to a roaring good start.
>>2233619>>B. Insure him that you’re resistant to torture.
>>2233619>>B. Insure him that you’re resistant to torture.>>C. Warn him your friends will find you
>>2233619>>A. Demand to be let go.>>B. Insure him that you’re resistant to torture.
>>2233619>B. Insure him that you’re resistant to torture.
>>2233619>BAlso>D spit on him
>>2233705Yeah this is fair, not like we probably aren't going to do worse when he sticks us with that needle and The Darkness takes over.
>>2233619“You think that scares me?” You growl, wincing as Neo jerks your head again. “Icarus trained us to resist torture, I can sit here all day and by the time you get me to crack we’ll be busted out and you’ll be in chains.” You insist but Torchwick ignores you, his hand spreading the skin around your neck taught before plunging the needle into your neck. Your hands clench as you feel the fluid force itself into your veins, all the while Torchwick is just looking down at you like that cat that got the canary. “Oh kid, I’m not trying to torture you! Like I said it’s time to take your medicine, and let’s just say a friend of mine told me this would cure you of your biggest problem.” He insists, kicking you in the chest and forcing you into your chair. “And what’s that?” You groan out, a burning ache starting to spread from where he had injected you, like a wave of burning warmth.He simply gives you a grin as you gasp and jerk forward. Looking down you see the bloodied point of a blade sticking out of your chest, before your view is obstructed by the grinning face of Neo. You struggle as your heart continues to beat, the uncontrolled muscles sending waves of anguish through your chest as you see your clothes start to darken. ‘This can’t be it, no! No! NO!’ you mentally cry as you feel the blade slowly leave your breast, the wash of warmth now dancing down your back as well. However you notice something that begins to scare you. As the fluid begins to drip against your bare flesh you notice it isn’t the dark red of blood but a deep, inky black. And it’s starting to move UP.“Oh ho! What do you know she was right!” Torchwick cheers, watching the display just as you do, the smirk still plastered on his face. With a wave of his hand you feel your arms go slack as the mute goes about undoing your manacles. Immediately you surge to your feet and attempt to attack the man but slip on the fluid that now pooled at your feet. The moment you touch it it starts to cling to you, like a warm jelly crawling up your clothes and sticking to your skin. Pushing your hands into it you look down and see something that freezes you in horror. Your hands are no longer the dull metallic or even false latex, but claws.Grimm Claws.>What do you do?>A. It doesn’t matter what you are, Torchwick will pay; Even if its your last breath!>B. It can’t be, it can’t be over. Not like this!>C. Surrender to your fate.
>>2233890>A. It doesn’t matter what you are, Torchwick will pay; Even if its your last breath!
>>2233890>>A. It doesn’t matter what you are, Torchwick will pay; Even if its your last breath!Welp time to Initiate Murder.Exe
>>2233890>>A. It doesn’t matter what you are, Torchwick will pay; Even if its your last breath!
>>2233890>>A. It doesn’t matter what you are, Torchwick will pay; Even if its your last breath!blood for the blood god skulls for the skull throne milk for the khorne flakes
Roll me a D100, let's see how well this goes
Rolled 96 (1d100)>>2234009
Rolled 64 (1d100)>>2234009Watch this sweet roll
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>>2234009>>2234010Pretty damn well, it seems.
RWBY is gay where's my Star Wars reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
>>2234030Why not read and quit your bitchin?
>>2233890You give out a roar, pushing yourself up to your feet and rushing Torchwick. He brings his cane forward towards you, the base flicking open as he prepares to fire. As you reach him it's too late as you hear the slight click as your body is invelopedin fire, your hand clawing his jacket as you are blown back.You had never experienced such pain in your life as you hear the slight his and pop of your skin as it begins to melt and char. You almost feel yourself blackout from the pain but something forces you to stay conscious, awake and aware of what is transpiring. After a moment it dawns on you that your Aura is no longer responding to your mental wishes to at least ease your pain. But the relief never comes and your begging turns to anger.Anger at Torchwick, at the situation, at yourself, at everything.And from that you begin to feel it, somewhere in the cooling and broken frame of your body. A warmth, a gentle almost loving warmth. It beckons you closer as the pain begins to fade away and instead is replaced with the tingling of the feeling of cool air that dances along your flesh. Opening your eyes things are not as they seem, as a red haze coats your vision. Blinking the haze does not go away and as your vision clears further you see a shimmering outline that surrounds both Torchwick and his companion.Was that their...aura?Were you really this powerless to stop them?That’s when you noticed the growling that was emanating from what should be your charred and burnt throat. Yet it was there nonetheless and without even thinking your body begins to move on its own with a rattle as charred flesh tears away. It looked like you were going to have to make a deal with the devil to get your revenge. Would you take it?>Would you?>A. Yes>B. No, I don’t want this>C. Other.
>>2234194>BDon't give into the darkness jac- Luci
>>2234194You got some kinda archive link or something? Haven't seen these threads since those two were making out in the stairwell.
wait... how did we get captured? missed that one
Ah, right. There a thread that was archived (My fault) Essentially to boil down what happened. We went trick-or-treating with the gang and Coco's team, Pyrrha ended up going missing, we got worried and searched. Found the White Fang and were beaten by Neo and another Lieutenant and here we are.
>>2234194>B. No, I don’t want this
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Rolled 15 (1d20)>>2234663CYKA BLYAT
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Huh this is still running, that's nice, considering Gemini's qms autistic screeching over weiss making one decision he didn't agree with in the show.
>>2234671Well Done, Writing.
>>2234745Brother freaked out? Did I miss this?
>>2234772Brother got tried of rwby, it killed his motivation to run, horserapeanon is being himself
>>2234772He said he's done with Gemeni, because Weiss "let the people in the other ship die."Apparently her not forcing a civilian pilot to fight Grimm that had already killed atleast 1 huntress completely ruined his opinion of her and made him say that rwby is completely shit and drop the quest.Honestly I think he was just looking for an excuse to drop the quest.
>>2234778Good to see you horserape annon!Have you heard about Discord?
>>2234772No, he explained why he wasn't into doing the rwby quest and this one anon is being a fag about it. Most of the other anons are sure it's juat horserape/anti-discord anon being an autist again.
>>2234194You manage to focus yourself, doing your best to ignore the bubbling rage that currently filled your mind. It took what felt like a good hour in your mind to carve out a small island to set your sanity in the unending firestorm of rage. The warmth that once coddled you and edged you on to embrace the rage turned hot, trying to almost force you from your mental sanctuary. There was something else trying to take control and it dawns on you what is happening.It’s the Scourge. Whatever Torchwick had done to you was changing you by force. It was FORCING its way to the surface but the last thing holding it from complete control was you. It was exactly like Qrow had said, it fed on your emotions and without that, without you, it was stuck inside you.That’s when an idea hit you. Even as you still feel your body beginning to slowly move you instead turn your focus inwards. Your focus bleeds away and you’re face to face with the same ghostly knight you had seen the first time you had found yourself here. Flakes of its body are smoldering and flaking away as it continues to stand before you. However the slight shaking that reverberates across the armor makes it clear: It wants out.It also was, as far as you could tell, the only thing that was currently keeping you alive. “Look, you want out, and I don’t want my friends to get hurt.” You start, and for a moment it stops its near constant shaking. This was, after all, the first time you had ever spoken to it with any sort of kindness and without trying to kill one another.“I don’t care if this is the only time you EVER cooperate with me. But please, please!” You plead, calming your rising desperation as you see the Scourge take a step closer.“Work with me, save them. Help me save Ruby and Pyrrha.” You say quietly, extending a hand towards the metaphysical construct. The fire for a moment extinguishes itself as the suit stares at you. You have no idea what it is thinking, if it could even think; But after a moment it kneels, its body slowly opening up like a maccabe venus flytrap. It doesn’t do anything else, simply sit there kneeled. Was it a symbol of subservience or an acceptance of the deal, but you had no other choice.Stepping forward you turn your back to the Scourge and kneel along with it.Slowly you feel The Scourge crawl along your skin, encasing you in its embrace. You feel no anger, nor no despair; All you feel is the calmness of the battle ahead. You’re about to relinquish your mental palace and return to the hurricane when a voice pierces your mind, deep and rumbling.”Kill Fire Man.”Sounds like a plan to you.>Roll me 1d100
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Rolled 49 (1d100)>>2234844HAI YO!
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>>2234844You snap to consciousness as your body stands in the barren room Torchwick had left you in. It seems that he was hoping you would have woken up a mindless beast, but here you were far more prepared; And far more deadly. Looking in the corner you see they had left your prop sword leaned up and while it would be useless in a fight it might be handy just to scare a few thugs. Wrapping your claw-like hand around it you are amazed to find the Scourge has a better idea.The moment your hands are around the PVC grip you feel an odd warmth begin to tingle down your arm and...into the sword?Looking down at it you see tendrils of fleshy mass begin to slither down its blade, splattering it in ichor and its mass. As it continues to coil the outer parts begin to ossify, calcifying into plates of sharpened bone and significantly increasing the weight. In thirty seconds you’ve gone from unarmed to very armed and quite dangerous. Tightening your grip you see the inner plates begin to shift and twitch as you look the door, a pleasant surge of adrenaline fills your veins.It was playtime!Kicking the door in, the rotted wood gives way in an explosion of splinters as you step through it and peppering the three white fang goons outside in the remains. They had no doubt expected you to put up a fight, let alone the replacement of your broken and dying body with a seven foot tall suit of living flesh and bone. You can see the reflection of your glowing red eyes from behind the slits of your helmet and as one takes a shot you feel it bounce harmlessly off it, however it does send your head back slightly.You don’t like that; Not one bit.Gripping the blade tighter you bring it down, the offending thug being crushed beneath the weight of the blade. You look to the other two, however they have already taken off running down the hall screaming. If that was the way to more goons than it no doubt means that it was where Torchwick was. That sent a tingle of pleasure down your spine, The Scourge no doubt.Walking down the hall the blade sparks along the metal of the factory floor, occasionally thudding as the metal turned to rotted wood and gave way. There was a sick sort of pleasure in being able to see their aura, seeing it shimmer and wavering and the sickly sweet smell that came from it. Was this what fear smelt like?It was intoxicating. Coming up to a pair of metal doors you can hear the goons shuffling about. There had to be maybe thirty aura’s shuffling about, with five of them barricading the door with a large amount of debris in a pitiful attempt to stop you. If you were honest, with just how..Liberating it was in this state, it was cute.But it wouldn’t stop you, or the Scourge.>Roll me a D20
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Rolled 18 (1d20)>>2235038i got this, boys
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>>2234778I mean, that's one of the reasons, there's also the fact that the last two volumes have been hot dogshit and it's not showing any signs of even trying to improve.
Roll me a d100+20 now
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>>2235154You type it in the options field my friend
>>2235154>>2235156You tried, but as a note for rolling, put "dice+1d100+20" in the options field.
Rolled 8 + 20 (1d100 + 20)
>>2235158I thought i did... don't know why it didn't show. now i am scared to actually do it. knowing my luck ill get a one...
>>2235162If you capitalize the "d" in dice, it won't work. Trust me, I phonepost.
Rolled 83 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>2235138
>>2235172Whoo boy.Murder time.
Rolled 25 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>2235138
>>2235320Alright, story time! So, a few months back, there was a school shooter GoT quest, where one Anon decided to buy a mare and have sex with it. That Anon also went to other threads and porsted several absurd things like "it's not rape if she struggles"(paraphrasing here, but not by much). They then went on to say that having Discord hubs to discuss things would kill quests, and that anyone who used them were faggots and autistic.
>>2235038You feel the Scourge take over, balling your free hand into a fist and once again you feel the dull warmth of change. Glancing down you see the openings in the plates start to bulge as once again the veins and tendrils begin to coil around your fist, with more and more continuing to bulge into a writing mass of grim flesh and bone. Just what was The Scourge doing?A few seconds later you find out.You watch in morbid curiosity as the arm with the bundled mass punches forward, and like a snake the coiled mass lashed out; A sickeningly large spike of bone leases the charge. The moment the spike buried itself in the door the writing mass detached from your arm, pushing themselves forward like a nest of snakes towards the spike. It is a long few seconds until suddenly the door bulges and explodes off its hinges, revealing a number of scattered and destroyed boxes.”We will not be denied our Prey!”Well, that answers the question then. Gripping your sword of bone in both hands you charge forward, far faster than you had moved before you were on top of your newest prey. With a roar you bring your massive blade around, carving the first two men in half while the third was knocked to the side with his spine no doubt crushed. All around you the auras continue to flicker and that intoxicating smell of fear becomes all the greater. However your eyes are focused elsewhere, on Torchwick. He’s on the far side of the warehouse, watching with equal parts curiosity and nervousness. What had he expected, why was he not afraid? Did he not realize you were going to kill him?No matter, you’d make sure he was afraid before you took his life.“What are you standing around for? KILL IT!” He roars, pointing his cane at you and squeezing the trigger.(Cont)
>>2235320Read the archive
>>2235473Forgot your name m8
>>2235473You’re hit from the side from gunfire and at first it is agonizing as the bullets sink into the soft spots between the armor. However that seems to fix itself as the pain becomes numb and you turn to the offending group. Slowly marching towards them their fire becomes more scattered, as some begin to grab weapons or even piped and rush towards you. You still feel and hear the bullets impacting your back, but that won’t hinder you. The first to reach you is a bear fanus, a massive cudgel in both his hands. His form is sloppy as he brings it down in a wide arc, resulting in you easily gripping the haft below the hammer before snapping it clean off. You weren’t done there however as you lash your hand out, your fingers burying into his pectorals before you toss him aside.You can see almost immediately the group behind him hesitate but that would cost them. Dashing between the group you bring your blade around in a full circle, cleaving through them as you halted yourself. It was a spray of blood, gore and body parts as you came to a halt; Only to be knocked back into a crate by a ball of fire.You really, really hated Torchwick.>Roll me 2d100+10
Rolled 82, 4 + 10 = 96 (2d100 + 10)>>2235511
Rolled 47, 69 + 10 = 126 (2d100 + 10)>>2235511
Rolled 9, 62 + 10 = 81 (2d100 + 10)>>2235511
Rolled 5, 91 + 10 = 106 (2d100 + 10)>>2235511
Rolled 60, 31 + 10 = 101 (2d100 + 10)>>2235511
This spread is horrible so far
>>2235546I really don't know what you expectedWe've only ever rolled high for s'getti
>>2235546Eh, its what Tuesday? Bad luck all around. >>2235553This is also true.
Rolled 13, 27 = 40 (2d100)>>2235511
Rolled 88, 100 = 188 (2d100)>>2235511
>>2235620MATT YOU SON OF A BITCH I COULD KISS YOUGET READY
>>2235641Discord, like myself.
>>2235641Also known as Kibito occasionally if you follow Caff quest.
>>2235642.....that's still doesn't answer the literally who though part of the question.>>2235656Nevermind, don't know that quest though.
>>2235657He's in the Discord, he has the username Matlock. simple as.
>>2235657Caff quest is a Dragon Ball quest. But it's Weaver writing it so you can trust him to have it be not shit
>>2235511https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vLnNAF2KFPsLooking to Torchwick you feel the Scourge’s rage go from a simmering water to a boiling oil, surges of warm adrenaline tingle down your spine. You practically vibrate in excitement at the thought of carving the man down with your blade when another blast from what you can only assume was a grenade launcher of some sort sends you skidding to the side. That wasn’t nice, not at all.Seems only fair that you should repay them right. Tightening the grip on your blade to the point that you hear the handle begin to crack under your grip you rush back towards the open straightaway of the warehouse, blade sparking as you drag its immense weight alongside you. Just as you’re about to reach the straight path leading to your prey you dig your heels into the concrete and throw the blade forward with all your might. You watch in twisted fascination as the hilt digs into your palm, the blade itself continuing on like a six and a half foot boomerang of bone and muscle; The sinewy veins tethering it to your outstretched hand. You were almost afraid that you were going to miss.Just as the blade impales the centermost target you watch him be forced onto his back before the blade digs into the ground and he slides down it like a man sized shish kebab. You were disappointed, however feeling the waves of terror radiate off them was almost enough to make up for it. And that's when you started to notice the impaled man start to twitch and vibrate. Looking down you see that the veins connecting you to the blade are vibrating and just as you’re about to look to The Scourge to see what was happening something equal parts amazing and horrifying. The Sword Explodes into a mass of tendrils topped with bones, impaling the group of once living white fang. You shiver in bliss at the carnage, the fear, the terror, the blood lust. And looking to the horrified faces of the rest of the group you know what you want.You want MoRe!Running ahead with your bare hands you don’t even bother to retrieve your sword as it starts to shoot back towards you, each bone slotting into place around the hilt. It won’t reach you in time but it doesn’t matter. It’s perfect exactly where it is as you crouch, digging your hand into the concrete you skid around your hand, swinging your proto-whip across the open space. You hear a number of screams as barbed and bladed mass sticks into a number of the thugs and pulls them towards you, many of them being torn in half from the blade and spikes digging through them. (Cont)
>>2235714By the time you got to your feet and the blade had reconstituted in your hand there were only five white fang standing; Well, they were running away but they were still alive. That just left you and Torchwick and his goons. Pressing into the ground you leap onto the catwalk, stalking the man purely by his scent. The scent of a coward who was running away from what he had created. The anticipation was slowly seeping into your very soul with how soon you would taste his sweet terror. Your steps, even given your massive weight are near silent as you stalk the hall, following the slight flickers of his aura as he continues to retreat away. You stop at what you presume is the last place he thinks he’s safe and can’t help but pause. He thinks he’s safe here? Behind his little wooden door and whatever else he had waiting for you?How Cute.>Roll 1d20
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Rolled 9 (1d20)>>2235716No whammies
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Rolled 9 (1d20)>>2235716Khorne bless this young boyo
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>>2235716Kicking the door in you step into the room and see that Torchwick isn’t alone rather he has the mute girl and to your surprise Ruby and Pyrrha both armed, their weapons pointed at you. You got to speak but all that comes out is a slow and throaty growl. Before you can even try to force yourself to speak again you’re knocked back by a fireball as Torchwick speaks. “I told you the damn thing was here! We don’t stand a chance!” He warns, smashing the window behind him as you get to your feet. ...That son of a BITCH!You surge forward, blade dragging behind you before you’re pelted again from fire by Pyrrha and Ruby, both of them backing towards the now open window as Torchwick made his jump out. Bringing your sword ahead of you as an impromptu shield, you are stopped by something, but before you can even see the resistance is gone and you’re left alone in the room. However as you stand there you smell the lingering fear.That was something you could easily follow.Slotting your sword onto your back you take a few steps back before sprinting for the open window and leaping out, the Vale skyline dotted with the lights of apartments. Continuing on your decent you impact the ground with force before taking off for the larger buildings of the industrial slums. >Roll me a 1d100
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Rolled 23 (1d100)>>2235785Good rolls coming through
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>>2235788>>2235787I rolled lower than Acid...brb killing self
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>>2235791There’s like 3 other shit rolls manCome on
>>2235790Britt saves the day
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>>2235785Looking at the top of the building you Heft your blade towards the roof, watching as it slowly rips itself apart into its semi whip configuration. Feeling the blade go taught you feel yourself begin to be pulled up the side of the building, getting faster and faster until you are launched up and over the roof and nearly sends you right off the other side. Catching yourself you retract the sword before leaping again to the next roof.You had never felt so powerful. You had never been able to move this fast, let alone with such strength with your mangled leg. But now you were free to discover just how powerful you could have been if you weren’t born the way you were, if you still had your arms. The cityscape below was a blur as you sprinted along, following the wisps of aura you could still see. Following the trail to the highway you finally spot it: A white limousine practically radiating the scent you were following. You start to steer away from the building before leaping with all of the strength in your body before rocketing down towards the road. In an instant you are already impacting the concrete with force, cracking the stone as the ground around you turns to dust and rubble. Your body aches from the impact but you get to your feet, looking at the limousine as it screeches to a halt you feel your mouth twisting into a sickening grin. He wasn’t getting away, not now. Slowly marching towards the vehicle you wince as a number of bullets shatter the windshield and pepper your body. Bringing your blade over your shoulder you prepare to bring it down when you see a fireball begin to spark and launch towards you. You immediately react, bringing your blade down and cutting the ball of plasma in half and crushing the engine block in the process. Not this time, Fire Man.Prying your blade free you heft it over your shoulder before being met with a trio of figures. Torchwick was obvious as was Neo to his right, but it was the figure to his left that gave you pause. Other than the hair he seemed almost a carbon copy of Torchwick, cane and all.“What’s the plan, boss?” He asks, keeping his cane in one hand, tense and not taking his eyes off you.“Slow it down, hope some Huntsman show up and kill this thing.” He answers, holding his cane out in preparation to fire as Neo vanishes from view.Gripping your blade tighter you let out a loud roar in challenge, preparing yourself for whatever happened.>Roll me 3d100-30
Rolled 86, 90, 81 - 30 = 227 (3d100 - 30)>>2235881
Rolled 88, 32, 64 = 184 (3d100)>>2235881
Rolled 5, 72, 15 + 30 = 122 (3d100 + 30)>>2235881
Rolled 72, 16, 21 - 30 = 79 (3d100 - 30)>>2235881
Rolled 8, 32, 60 + 30 = 130 (3d100 + 30)>>2235881
Rolled 40, 67, 91 - 30 = 168 (3d100 - 30)>>2235881
Rolled 3 (1d3)>>22358842/3 ain't bad, ain't bad at all.1: Torchwick2: Neo3: Licorice
Bringing your sword down ahead of you the heat of fire and scent of burning muscle assaults your senses as your blade takes the blow. Going on the offensive you kick the flat of the blade, sending it flying towards Torchwick as he continues to fire at the approaching sword. The moment your kick connects you take of just behind it, continuing to howl as you hop forward; Leaping off the blade and going to decapitate the man. However just as your claws are about to grace his throat Neo’s parasoul catches beneath your arm forcing it up before you feel her heel plant itself firmly into your chest, stopping your assault. The moment your feet hit the ground you bring an arm down, forcing her leg from your chest and bringing a knee up you knock the wind from her lungs, watching in satisfaction as her body slouches over. Grabbing her by the hair you lift her with ease, her face contorted in pain as she lets out an unheard scream. You couldn’t help but vibrate in pleasure as you watched Torchwick freeze, his finger just shy of pulling the trigger as you hold the girl between you and him, as if to challenge if her life was worth only slowing you down. Bringing your other arm up you leave your hand straight, the nails of your armor thinning down to a point to punch straight through the small girl. However as your hand moves to go forward you find that it cannot move the limb and looking to the wrist you see a shackle black as knight around the joint. You go to jerk your arm free but it does not budge and suddenly your head is jerked back, your throat choked off by the rope that was now pulled taught and holding you in place. You had forgotten about the third one, and almost immediately you begin to growl as you look down into the face your captor.>Roll me 3d100-10
Rolled 57 (1d100)>>2235943
Rolled 27, 2, 45 - 10 = 64 (3d100 - 10)>>2235943Time for me to bring some fine rolls
Rolled 76, 35, 61 - 10 = 162 (3d100 - 10)>>2235943
Rolled 62, 29, 95 - 10 = 176 (3d100 - 10)>>2235943
Rolled 92, 34, 95 - 10 = 211 (3d100 - 10)>>2235943
Rolled 3, 81, 76 + 10 = 170 (3d100 + 10)>>2235943
Rolled 74, 13, 1 = 88 (3d100)>>2235943got a bit ahead of myself there
Rolled 81, 59, 89 + 10 = 239 (3d100 + 10)>>2235943
>>2235957I'll take the two of these.>>2235959And this
>>2235943Pinned in place you feel Neo begin to struggle to free herself, your vision going dark as you attempt to free yourself. You refused to go down like this and your anger flares like the dawning of the sun. You refuse to die here! Pressing her feet to your torso Neo Kicks off of your body, her weight adding to the binding that kept you in place as you were now bent to the point that your spine was bridging itself. And that was when you heard the sound of footsteps on rubble. Craning your eyes down you see Torchwick rushing towards you, cane in one hand and Neo’s parasoul in the other. Continuing to struggle you try and force yourself to stand but you feel what you can only guess is a stiletto pierce the back of your calf, forcing you to stay down. You roar at the man as he gets closer but the fear that lingered has been replaced with a relief and feeling of bravado. “Die!” he Demands, running up your bent back body before pressing the blade into your throat before jumping away from you. You see through your choking now not only on lack of air but blood as he brings his cane around and fires, the condensed bullet of fire dust impacting the handle of the parasol before it is forced through the back, your vision spinning as your head is cleaved straight from your body. But why can you still feel your body?Landing in a pile of rubble, you watch as your body goes limp. Fingers twitching randomly as your body continued to die. You could see the three of them panting, and congratulating themselves for a job well done. However as you continue to watch you see that as they turn away from it your body begins to...slide? Were you hallucinating as you died?However as you continued to watch your vision did not fade away as it silently slides on a trail of blood and icor toward you. Once it is within range it begins to vibrate and rattle, drawing attention as it stands above you. It is an odd sensation, the feeling of your ridged helmet in your hands as you lifted your own head to your neck. But the pungent, sticky-sweet smell of terror that they give off as you do so would tell you that it was worth it.Such elegant, sweet, PERFECT fear.(Cont)
>>2236080Feeling the tendrils slide against the back of your head as your body starts to writhe and contort as your rage reaches a new level. They had wounded you! They had tried to kill you!And as you continue to seethe and glare at them the lower part of your helm splits and gnarled teeth of black and red split open a hiss of black steam forces itself out, lingering around your legs and clinging like a heavy fog. Accompanying this is a warmth at the back of your spine that quickly changes to pain. Growling out the deep bass of your modified form you give out a deep shriek as you feel something coil around your waist. Peering your crimson eyes down you notice that twitching and curling around you is a black and armored tail, a pair of axe-like blades around the tip.Looking back to them you roar, your arm lashing out as your blade explodes into its whip like form, slithering towards you was you charge the trio. You see Neo’s eyes go white as you approach, knocking her away with a devastating punch as her body bounds along the concrete. The shorter Torchwick impersonator, thinking you defenceless tries to use the same tactic with dire consequences. Uncoiling from your waist your new limb catches the uncoiled whip as it moves for you before you turn, grabbing the rope with both hands before yanking him towards you. Stepping towards the now flying teen you extend your arm and bowl him over with a devastating clothesline.”No More Running. Kill Fire Man.” The Scourge purrs, its voice for the first time outside of your head.>Roll me a 1d100+20
Rolled 68 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>2236099
Rolled 96 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>2236099
Rolled 20 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>2236099
Rolled 65 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>2236099
Rolled 88 (1d100)>>2236099
>>2236102RIP Roman Torchwick: Oh well, time to move on to Neo
>>2236099Grabbing your now formed blade you approach the slowly retreating Torchwick you take off in a run towards the man, your tail flailing and lashing out to cut down any fireball that got anywhere near you. There was a sick pleasure as you stalked the man, looming over him like the phantom of death. To have watched that bravado be destroyed and replaced with the sheer terror of death itself sent you into a state of euphoric blood lust.Rushing forward you bring your side high, an unearthly howl of joy as you bring it down on the man. There is a deathly scream that escapes his lips as your blade cleaves through his cane with an ease, digging into his shoulder and cleaving the limb clear of his body. You watch him stumble back, writhing in agony as he watches his lifeblood soak his clothing red. It was like tasting the sweet waters of heaven itself.Watching his screaming face go silent as he slumps into what you presume is death you stand over his broken body, breathing in the deep scent of victory. Craning your head back you howl to the sky as you watch Neo come forward, grabbing the body and fading into nothingness. You couldn’t help but savor the flicker of her eyes in anger as she faded away with the broken body. Alone you begin to make your way up out of the rubble to head for the buildings to pursue her wherever she went when you hear the whine of a motorcycle. Did Torchwick’s aforementioned “Help” Arrived? No matter, they would be beaten like the rest.>Roll me a D20
Rolled 17 (1d20)>>2236160
Rolled 3 (1d20)>>2236160
Rolled 15 (1d20)>>2236160Hmmm
Rolled 11 (1d20)>>2236160
Rolled 14 (1d20)>>2236160
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Rolled 16 (1d20)>>2236160
>>2236164This ought to be funFor me.
>>2236160From the black smoke of the ruined limousine a blur of yellow and khaki enters your vision, and you barely manage to bring your arm up to block as the blow of a shotgun fills your ears. Looking past it you see a pair of Lilac eyes facing your deep red, the confident flicker of youth dancing in her eyes. Why was it her? Of all the huntsman and huntresses in all of Vale it had to be her.Why did it have to be Yang?Stepping back from the teen you bring your sword up in a defensive stance, practically hiding yourself behind the shield in preparation. It doesn’t take long however as the Blonde Bomber unleashes a series of blows against your sword, giving a cry with each blow. “Never thought a monster like you would show up on Halloween!” She taunts, slowly circling you with her fists up. ...What?You feel yourself freeze in place as you hear it, the flame of rage that had been pushing you on all but extinguished at her words. Where there had been elation and euphoria there was now hesitation, where you had just been invincible you felt helpless. “I’ve never seen something like you before? What are you, some kinda freak Grimm?” She continues, and for a moment you feel your metaphysical hold slip, your metaphysical island slowly being swallowed by the storm.‘It’s not me, it’s not me.’ You chant in your mind in a feeble attempt to keep in control, that is until the pain of her gauntleted fist collides with your stunned jaw; Sending you spiraling into the rubble. “Come on, you Abomination! Gimmie a good fight before I get rid of you!” She growls, pressing her fists together. It is the last thing you hear as your lose grip on your union with The Scourge._______________You are The Scourge, the beast of the Human Soul; Your jailer has failed to contain his feeble emotions and has left you to your devices. Before you is the Golden Woman, and she threatens your existence.You will not be denied.>Roll me 1d100
Rolled 3 (1d100)>>2236368
Rolled 34 (1d100)>>2236368
Rolled 30 (1d100)>>2236368
Rolled 78 (1d100)>>2236368
Rolled 82 (1d100)>>2236368Rolling for possibly less or more suffering. I don't know which
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Rolled 59 (1d100)>>2236368
Rolled 50 (1d100)>>2236368
Rolled 46 (1d100)>>2236368yes you will
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>>2236368As the Gold one attempts to slam her fist into your frame you slam your sword down ahead of you, blocking it as you jump away, crouching down on all fours with your tail swaying behind you. You were not as adept on two legs as the other one, and in this way you were safest. Watching her rush towards you you lash with your tail, forcing her to the side as you leap into the air, claws prepared to sink into her flesh.Coming down from above your claws slash along her leg as she rolls away, her slight yelp sending shivers of pleasure down your spine.The hunt was always so pleasurable, the anticipation, the thrill of battle. And as you watch the girl get to her feet you can see in her eyes that equal thrill, that bloodlust that you felt. You blamed the human part of you; The weak part of you that enjoyed such traits in someone. You bury that however as she charges towards you, following suit with your maw agape.Your claws grind against her gauntlets, as you use your superior strength to force her hands away before placing a devastating blow to her midsection. Feeling her keel over you grab her arm and pulled her back in for another blow. Pulling your arm back you go to punch again, however she catches your claw, her eyes a bloody red. No! You would NOT be denied!Letting go of arm you go to punch her again, only for her now freed hand slams into your chest knocking you away and over the guide rail and to the ground below.>Roll me 1d100-10
Rolled 30 - 10 (1d100 - 10)>>2236592
Rolled 48 + 10 (1d100 + 10)>>2236592
Rolled 95 - 10 (1d100 - 10)>>2236592
Rolled 68 + 10 (1d100 + 10)>>2236592
Rolled 9 - 10 (1d100 - 10)>>2236592
Rolled 61 - 10 (1d100 - 10)>>2236592
Rolled 18 (1d100)>>2236592
>>2236603Time to Fight back
Rolled 37 + 10 (1d100 + 10)>>2236592Come on numbnuts, WAKE UP ALREADY!
>>2236592Your eyes snap open, eyes glowing a smoldering orange as you roll onto your feet. If this Golden Whelp wanted to think she could crush you! Fine, then you would extend your hunt.You wouldn’t just make her bleed, you would make her hurt.Watching her fall you bend down, your tail coiling behind you as you prepare yourself. Just as she is about to hit the ground you strike, pushing off the ground with both your tail and legs. You impact her like a rocket, tackling her into the support beam of the overpass. You hear her groan of pain as your claws pin your feet to the concrete as you curl your ‘hands’ into fists. They were such crude tools, not sharp or dangerous other than sheer impact force.But they were certainly pleasant to use as you lay into her.With each blow you watch as her head snaps back into the concrete with a thud, and you can’t help but savor each one as a low, throaty purr comes from your physiology. Grabbing her head in your large hands you lift her slowly from the slight dent before rearing back and bringing your armored skull into her own. Immediately the girl goes limp and you release yourself from the column falling to a heap on the ground below.>Roll me a D20
Rolled 5 (1d20)>>2236645
Rolled 8 (1d20)>>2236645
Rolled 12 (1d20)>>2236645Let's hope we roll...well?
Rolled 4 (1d20)>>2236645
Rolled 2 (1d20)>>2236645
Rolled 13 (1d20)>>2236645
Rolled 18 (1d20)>>2236645
>>2236670Perfect!Taking this before imminent failure!
Rolled 15 (1d20)
Rolled 1 (1d20)>>2236645
>>2236678speaking of imminent failure
>>2236678Acid's rubbing off on you, vepala.
>>2236645As you hit the ground you make your way towards the girl, her face swollen and her breath slow. It was too easy, these humans. Even with their aura they were puny, like lambs to the slaughter to your might. Standing above her you go to strike and end it when your whole body stops. No, it shouldn’t be.NO!How is he awake! The weak fool couldn’t even stand your power the first time it had been touched, HOW?!These are the questions that plagued your alien hybrid mind of man and Grimm as you attempt to understand how this girl could possibly cause you your defeat. Yet you can feel it already, the shackles of that disgusting human think known as hope. It stings your mental form as the boy continues to struggle against the weight of despair. Before you could finally force him down however you are forced back, a hole the size of a golf ball in your chest. Falling backwards you already feel your mass regenerating, drawing on the despair of your charge. However seeing who had shot you even your own anger begins to force your body to sizzle and smoke.”QQRRROOWWW!!!”>Roll 3d100-20
Rolled 90, 4, 58 - 20 = 132 (3d100 - 20)>>2236756
Rolled 89, 48, 38 = 175 (3d100)>>2236756
Rolled 39, 96, 14 - 20 = 129 (3d100 - 20)>>2236756
Rolled 93, 14, 49 - 20 = 136 (3d100 - 20)>>2236756
Rolled 32, 71, 18 + 20 = 141 (3d100 + 20)>>2236756
Rolled 23, 58, 73 + 20 = 174 (3d100 + 20)>>2236756
Rolled 99, 82, 42 - 20 = 203 (3d100 - 20)>>2236756>inb4 3 Nat 1's
Rolled 43, 60, 41 - 20 = 124 (3d100 - 20)>>2236756
Rolled 50, 6, 81 + 20 = 157 (3d100 + 20)>>2236756
Rolled 91, 60, 100 + 20 = 271 (3d100 + 20)>>2236756
Rolled 65, 9, 15 - 20 = 69 (3d100 - 20)>>2236756
>>2236756https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yVIRcnlRKF8Getting to your feet you Roar in challenge as you glare holes into Qrow, the Silver one and the Bronze one beside him. Your rage is so strong that you already feel your pitiful excuse of a ‘weapon’, still planted in the bridge above beginning to worm its way towards you; Hungering for the blood of the Bird just as much as every part of you. Seensing his amusement you can also feel the slightest hint of worry and that was a weakness.One that can be exploited. Watching him hop from the building, his blade gouging a gorge in its side before landing across from you.“I know you’re in there kid. You’ve got to fight it.” He says quietly as the Bronze and Silver one touch down behind him.You simply roar. You were not that pathetic whelp and you would prove it to him.You watch as the Silver one rushes ahead, a cry of battle from her lips and scythe held high. You can already hear the Bird trying to warn the girl but it is too late. You charge to meet the blade, the haft of her blade slamming into you side as the blade slides harmlessly behind you. Trapping her haft you lash a punch to her stomach, forcing her back before you feel a sharp pain and a ‘bang’ as the blade tears through your body, momentarily forcing your body in two. Already feeling your body repairing, your legs carried up and away by tendrils of muscle as your body tumbles. Landing in one piece you charge the Silver One as her blade twirls around her like a bladed shield. However it was no match for you as with an outstretched hand your Vorepal Sword answers your call, and with a growl you charge. Exchanging blows the heavy weight of your blade slows her significantly as it continues to ignore what damage she could possibly do to it. It was only a few seconds but within them a opening presented itself and planting your blade you twisted around it, kicking the girl full force in the chest and sending her rocketing back to the building she had started from.The moment you were clear of the brat however is when things became significantly worse, as the Bronze one and Bird charged after your blow. You had made a grave error in eliminating the Silver One. And now you would pay for your weak, human-like need to challenge them.You go to reach your blade but your arm halts, as if by magic.Looking to it in horror you remember that once again the boy was your weakness, his broken metal body! You try to just force the limb to be removed but it is too late as The Bird comes in with his large blade, its weight lifting you off the ground and rocketing you into the same support you had pinned the Golden One to. As you slowly Push yourself out of the deepened crater you see a crackle of red lighting and a loud rumble as the support snaps.>Roll 1d20+5
Rolled 17 + 5 (1d20 + 5)>>2236952
Rolled 5 + 5 (1d20 + 5)>>2236952
Rolled 14 (1d20)>>2236952
Rolled 7 + 5 (1d20 + 5)>>2236952
Rolled 4 + 5 (1d20 + 5)>>2236952
Rolled 16 (1d20)>>2236952
Rolled 14 + 5 (1d20 + 5)>>2236952
Rolled 12 + 5 (1d20 + 5)>>2236952
>>2236990I'll be taking this in the morningCheers all
>>2236952Stunned you are powerless as you look up to the debris of not only the column but the portion of the concrete bridge above it begins to collapse. You go to move however once again the weak whelp he was, he was forcing you back. At this time?! Was he trying to kill both of you?!How foolishly human, to want to sacrifice themselves to save others. Feeling your hands twitching you attempt to force your arms to move as you continue to watch the rubble come closer and closer. It is then you feel that strange tug as you are jerked away. Bouncing against the ground you manage to get on your hands and knees before you feel something stab itself into your back.And that’s when you feel what you could only describe as agony.You could feel your skin bubbling and starting to lose its structure as the blistering pain continued to spread out from where it started. What had they done!? WHAT HAD THEY DONE?!You lash wildly, feeling something connect with your wrist but unlike before it did not budge. You were growing weaker, and as you got shakily to your hind legs you see The Bird, The Silver One and the Bronze one, an empty syringe in The Birds hand.NO! Desperate, you swing both hand up to make space. You need to escape, you need to get away before they lock you away again! No!However it is evident that they refuse to give up and as the Bird and Silver One rush forward you call your blade desperately to you. By the time it surges into your hand you can only feebly raise it above your head like a shield. But it was no use…(Con't)
>>2237265https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vVTP0DOL_2Q______Your name is Lucius Ferrum.You kneel in the crater from the impact of Qrow and Ruby’s blades, the sickening sizzling of the Grimm Flesh evaporating and sloshing off your body echoing in your ears. Around you the coagulated plates of bone that had made up your armor flake away, your impressive blade of gristle and bone once more that of cardboard and piping. It stung as your new and artificial nerve endings were severed and you finally collapsed to your hands and knees in the pool of the Scourge’s remains. But it was the horrified eyes of your friends that truly agonized you.They had fought you to a standstill and now watched the truth of just what you were, and just how dangerous you could be. And if it weren't for your exhausted body and mind you would be running, but without aura, without anything but your sheer desire to hide; You could do nothing but sit there below the trio. So you did the only thing that you could as every part of your body cries out in anguish.You scream beneath the hanging remains of the crimson moon. Falling forward you collapse into the murky pool of blackness, your body wracked with tremors as you desperately cling to the shredded remains of your clothing. All the while however you are still screaming as all you can think of is the impending rejection. You all but jump out of your skin when you feel something touch you and despite your exhaustion you jerk away, your hysterical howling growing further panicked. It was Ruby.The look of horror was replaced by what you could only guess was concern, her mouth forming words that you could not hear. All you could do was curl up tighter, desperately trying to cling to yourself as you continued to spiral down your emotional free fall. >Roll me a D20
Rolled 7 (1d20)>>2237275
Rolled 10 (1d20)>>2237275GO TO BED
Rolled 4 (1d20)>>2237275
Rolled 8 (1d20)>>2237275
Rolled 12 (1d20)>>2237265
Rolled 11 (1d20)>>2237275
Rolled 9 (1d20)>>2237275
Rolled 20 (1d20)>>2237275Guess I'll roll then
>>2237275Cant tell if this song is more appropriatehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4ahHWROn8M0Or this onehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DqdyyxdZ4cQOr this onehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n0l0YOHO5jg>>2237520Well....shit.
>>2237631Hurt works, but alsohttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AYGvcXMqLe0
>>2237275So: Just a heads up. This is probably going to be a REAL dark fuckin post; However wait until both parts are up because i promise the upswing is coming.
>>2237275It’s like the world is in a haze as you break your gaze from the girl, watching the ripples of blood that occurred as you continued to drip blood that you found yourself sitting in. You were numb to it all however as the horrors you had committed played in your mind. No longer being edged on by...IT, the rose tinted glasses were gone; Replaced with the cold realization of your deeds. You had murdered people, ended their lives without even a thought. You had painted the whole warehouse in their blood and bodies, left so little of them left that they would be unrecognizable by all but your memory. And yet for all of that the most horrifying thing was perhaps the most simple:You had enjoyed it. Even thinking about it you could remember the slight tingle that had ran down your spine. Yang had been right, even if she hadn’t known it. You were a monster, you were an abomination.You needed to get away….no, that wouldn’t be enough.So long as you continued to live it could come back, it could continue to kill and destroy. You needed to act now, with your aura all but gone you had no protection...and no protection meant even a sharp enough rock could do.Do itNo...no. There was a better way, there were always a better way. Ozpin, Oobleck and Qrow were all trying, right? They were all doing everything they could to try and help you live a normal life right? They were giving you the option to live with your condition.They Never Promised to Cure you...They hadn’t. They had said it themselves, there was no cure for what you were; You simply could prolong your human existence. You would always be a danger, even if one that wasn’t evident until it was too late.You Know What You Must DoYou feel your driviling and trembling stop as you slowly move your hands into view. They felt like lead as you slowly moved each finger and looking down you saw exactly what you needed. A jagged spike of Concrete and Rebar. It feels like eons as your hand moves with a turtles pace towards it. But finally you start to feel the rough, imperfect surface and the dull
>>2238166But something stops you.Craning your head up slowly you see the silver eyes of Ruby, the glittering of tears in her eyes as she stares at you. Her hand is no doubt what is stopping you, and it only reinforces just how weak you must be. Why is she stopping you? She saw it, Pyrrha saw it, Qrow already knew; Why would she be doing this?“No.”You feel your eyes widen as you look at the girl, your mouth dropping to try and speak.“Uh….Uh….Uh….Uh” You continue to stammer, your body refusing to form the words as the girl kneels before you, Pyrrha slowly descending into the crater to join the two of you.“I-it’s okay...really.” Ruby stammers, brushing your intended tool away before coming closer.You feel yourself tense up but you are trapped in place by your own weakness. You want nothing more than to back away but before you can even attempt to speak again she rushes forward, wrapping her arms around you and pulling you close. In your current weakened state you can do nothing as you are pulled forwards into her embrace. In another moment you feel another pair of arms around you and with what little strength you have you see a mane of deep red hair.Pyrrha. A moment after that you feel something drape over your shoulders and you hear Qrow speak up:“Rest now kid, Nothin’s gonna happen to you so long as I’m here. I promise. >Roll me a D6
Rolled 1 (1d6)>>2238170
Rolled 2 (1d6)>>2238170
Rolled 2 (1d6)>>2238170Feeels.
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Rolled 3 (1d6)>>2238170
>>2238175>>2238179>>2238180IT appears that the common consensus is: 2
Your dreamless sleep is broken by the continual, low rumble of tires on asphalt. Your mind is less in a daze than it had been earlier, however your body is still like a sack of bricks. You feel a hand slowly running through your hair and the slight flicker of street lights behind your closed eyes. It was a pleasant sensation, and you’re about to drift away when you hear someone speak up.“Uncle Qrow...what do we do?” Ruby asks, as you start to realize it is her that is running her digits through your hair.There’s a long silence of just the wheels on the asphalt before Qrow speaks. “It’s tough kid, considering where he is in a lot of places. I can’t say a whole lot but...he’s hurt in a lot of ways, Rubes; Ways that aren’t really evident.” He starts, pausing again for a silence before starting again. “Just imagine it like this: You come to a new place with no friends and having a lot of bad stuff already on your plate and you find out you’ve got something like...this. Imagine trying to make friends and start to overcome all the stuff you’ve got and now it’s just worse?”“But we’re his friends! He should know that we’re not going to abandon him.” Ruby defends, but Qrow interrupts.“But he doesn’t realize that Ruby. He’s scared, he feels alone and he probably thinks he’s just lost what little he gained so far.” You hear Ruby sigh, but given your current state you can do nothing but listen. “Then I’ll prove it to him. Pyrrha will prove it to him, we all will.” She states calmly, and you hear another voice for the first time.“Well Miss Rose, as much as I hate to say it I’m afraid Lucius won’t make it easy for you. He’s always been the outcast so convincing him you mean well might be harder than you think, or not work at all.” Oobleck chimes in.“However I must commend you; You’re perhaps the first person to make such a promise.”>Roll me a D4
Rolled 1 (1d4)>>2238352
Rolled 2 (1d4)>>2238352
Rolled 3 (1d4)>>2238352Rolling I guess.
Rolled 2 (1d4)>>2238352What do these rolls even mean?
>>2238358Well this one is currently to see what happens when you regain consciousness again.
Rolled 3 (1d4)>>2238352
>>2238368I have a feeling that these twos will continue the suffering so much
>>2238380>It;'s the "Repeated Trauma for Character Development" episode.
>>2238391Amazing. Everything in that sentence...was wrong.
>>2238408So Lucy...... isn't gonna get closer to the main waifus?
>>2238470Maybe he will, maybe he won't.Learn some goddamn patience, Jesus.
>>2238352The sound of the door sliding open is what jerked you from your slumber and your body jerks up however a hand presses itself to your chest and slowly presses you down.“It’s okay, it’s okay. Just take your time.” Ruby says softly as you’re slowly pulled up into a sitting position. Slowly cracking open your eyes you see that Pyrrha has taken your hands and helped you up, a weak smile on her face. You try to smile but every muscle in your face is numb and you only manage to give her a dull, empty stare. She says nothing however and with a few moments she helps you to your feet. You’re outside an apartment on the nicer part of the city, however you don’t get much a chance to determine exactly where as Qrow presses a hand onto your back and leads you inside. The bellhop must have been used to such a sight as he doesn’t even lift his head from his X-Ray and Vav comic. It is a quick elevator ride up and when the door opens you can’t help but be impressed….well...as impressed as you could be when you feel like a fork in the garbage disposal.“Welcome to the Qrow’s nest, kids.” Qrow says before looking at you and nuding you towards the right. “Showers on the right kid, wash up and I’ll see if I can scrounge up something in your size.”You mutter a weak thanks before slowly making your way towards the aforementioned shower. Closing the door behind you it is less a matter of removing your clothing as it was peeling the stuck shreds of clothing from your form, thankful that most of your nether regions were still covered by the tattered remains of your pants. You were almost thankful for the lack of emotional response as you finish removing the last pieces, leaving you like a deep red zebra.Deep red because it had just recently had its white stripes peeled off with a sharpened trowel. Taking a few seconds to run the shower you watch the steam start to stain the glass door that you finally step inside. The burning sensation is interestingly a calming one as it is the first recognizable sensation you had since you had...come to. However as you stepped beneath the curtain of water you can’t help but look down and watch the rivulets of clear water turn red. You wince as you watch the streams of crimson run down your body and cover the tiled floors. Over the few seconds you don’t move, simply entranced in watching the slowly darkening pool of what had coated you head to toe. However even as the water started to clear you felt no closer to being clean. You stay there, washing and rewashing yourself until the water grows cold. However though the lingering feeling of being dirty was there you at least felt a tiny bit better. Drying yourself off you hear a knock on the door before you hear a slight ‘thump’.Your clothes, no doubt.(Cont)
>>2238698Cracking the door open you see a small bundle of clothing at your feet. The colors are more a pastel yellow and khaki, which you would never had expected Qrow to have, though as you slip the shirt on you’re relieved to discover that it at least fits. Quickly throwing on the pajama pants you slowly peek out into the hall and see that Ruby has already changed into a pair of Pajamas and Pyrrha is nowhere to be seen.Strange.Making your way out the moment Ruby sees you she smiles and nudges her head for you to join her on the couch. You’re reluctant, however you comply nevertheless and set yourself down beside her. You nearly grunt in surprise as you sink into the plush couch, though Ruby ends up giggling. She quickly quiets up however as you just give her an expressionless look.“S-sorry.” She mumbles quietly. “For what?” You reply after a minute, your voice scratched as you use them for the first time since you had really been...human. “I...uh...I don’t want you to think i’m laughing at you.” She says softly. “After everything that’s happened, um…” She trails off, looking down. You feel yourself flich as she looks away. However she quickly takes your hand and forces you to look up at her. “I’m still your friend.” She says quietly “And that’s not going to change.” >I would like you to roll a d20-5.
Rolled 18 - 5 (1d20 - 5)>>2238869
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Forgot your trip weaver.
>>2239019The savour we needed
>>2238869You feel a pang spike through your chest as she says this, and you manage to sputter out in shock.“B-but I’m a monster…” You say, shuffling a bit back.. “W-why would you stay?” The look that crosses her face is one that you can’t quite describe; It’s somewhere between pity and something else. After a few seconds the diminutive girl gives a weak smile before speaking up. “Growing up in Patch I always was looking up to my sister. I wanted to be like her: Strong, confident, and most importantly a huntress.” Ruby says after a moment, putting her hands together. “Because my whole family were huntsman and huntress; My dad, my Mom, and my Uncle. Of course they tried to keep me away from it until I was ‘ready’.” She continues, giving a bit of a chuckle at the thought.“But I couldn’t wait. I was the kinda kid who grew up on all those fairy tales and seeing my own family being real-life heroes, What else was I gonna do? Every night I’d stay up reading Yangs’ textbooks or spend afternoons watching her in the workshop until they finally gave me a chance. I mean, look at me Lucius! I’m two years younger than everyone in one of the most prodigious academies for huntsmen.” She continues, her smile widening as she continues to talk. “I’m getting off track but...Where i’m trying to say is that I was so laser focused on becoming a huntsman that I ended up missing most of my childhood. I didn’t have ‘friends’ growing up, I mean sure there were people who called me their friend; But they really just wanted my help. And between that and my sister constantly trying to protect me I had nobody.” She continues, and before you know it she’s already crossed the distance you had backed away and was looking back up at you.“And then I met you. I mean sure it was in a jail cell in the middle of the night after we stopped a dust robbery...but when we met again you didn’t really hold that against me. And then there was initiation, and then the cadre and then…” She trails off, looking down with a dusting of red on her cheeks. “The point is...you’re my first friend and I won’t let this whole...thing...change that.”>What do you say?>Write in, boyo’s
>>2240210>"Thank you Ruby, you're like a little sister to me."
>>2240210>"Thank you.">Embrace her
>>2240229Chaos, I don't know how your family do, but you do remember we open mouth kissed her not too long ago right?
>>2240234Don't remind me that mess happened, besides I only wish to perform my greatest feat for bullying Acid
>>2240240I don't think it was THAT much of a mess.After all it's that same kiss that has ended you up right here
>>2240276So what you're saying is that it's somewhat Ruby's fault?
>>2240232Switching to >>2240213
>>2240282Again, and it bears repeating, we french kissed her and she liked it.
>>2240229Anything but this>>2240213This.
>>2240292I agree, good god anything but that
>>2240283>>2240240Ruby is for adoralewd and not quiet brotherly hugs, fight me faggot.
>>2240213This>>2240229Fuck off chaos
>>2240296Come on, don't take the jailbait. I can't let you go to prison now, because I care>>2240304Never
>>2240311....we're a weapons grade psychological disorder in the body of a grown child soldier. Jail is literally the least of our issues right now. She already made a concerted effort to not be just a little sister(Yay). And if we do say your ASTOUNDINGLY retarded idea, that would mean some very awkward and possible painful questions down the line from our (Hopefully) Uncle Qrow, and Yang. Plus possibly bringing into question some unlikely and very odd fetishes that he has. No. Just no. Besides, with this incident Yang and Ruby will probably try to take care of any possible difference to "help" and help us. What you should be more concerned about is making it worth it for them.
>>2240317I was talking specifically about YOU anon, not about Luci. And hey my idea is bad I get it, no need to bring it to light for my shit idea because I know my ideas are shit so why would anyone ever pick my write ins? Only way someone'll pick my write-ins is out of pity
>>2240317I...don't suppose you can clarify for me? I'm trying to follow
>>2240321Please don't self pitty...it's unbefitting
>>2240321As for jail time, I am more likely to go out on drug charges than jailbait. Not even dealing or using, just being around it. Our cops are gung ho in my area.
>>2240321>Going to jail for voting in a /qst/ threadDo you make a habit of sticking forks into toasters?
>>2240339>Taking my post seriouslyDo you make it a habit to be a continual disappointment to anyone you come across?
>>2240353>Where do you think you are
>>2240353>Replying with the equivalent to pic related
>>2240360The first step is always admitting that you have a problem
>>2240366Well considering how much I get shit on, I have a feeling that things'll just keep the same here no matter which way I go
>>2240374>Throws shit over fence >People throw it back>Woe is me I could have done nothing to prevent this
>>2240374>Makes suggestion to attempt to lock out someone of waifuing>People tell him he's wrong for doing it>Throws pity party woe is meSeriously?
>>2240386I made a mistake doing this
>I came back ready for a session seeing ~20 odd more posts than the last time I looked at the thread>One update in and Chaos is throwing a pity party Aren't you the one who believes in Chaos gods? Let the quest be unpredictable with who were going to waifu. I plan on pushing for Yang whenever possible, but if some anons want to waif Ruby it's all good.Just because someone doesn't like the same kind of ice cream that you like doesn't mean you can say they should throw it on the ground, but get sad when they don't do it.>>2240213 this
>>2240399On the plus side though, at least you aren't the struggle snuggle guy.
>>2240408>Implying their different flavors>Implying they aren't just different sizes of the same taste, before the nut toppings. Many nut toppings.>Implying they don't want to be stacked on the same scoop.SHAME ON YOU, BEST SISTERS 4 LIFE!
>>2240414>mfw I didn't even think of this combo while writingYou GENIUS!!
>>2240408That's true, I am being a shit>>2240414At long last, I've found another who wishes for polygamy like I do
>>2240435....you just tried to push out best little spoon not 2 hours ago.
>>2240439Well I've realized fuck it, Ruby may act like a ten year old but there's just a two years difference. Although I'd prefer her as an imouto I've realized that it'll never happen
>>2240414>Being the crunchy filling in an Enabler sandwichLoving it.
>>2240445Welcome to the correct side...I feel like we had this conversation before. Weird.>>2240450More like we are Yang's little spoon as she drags us in bed to make sure we don't escape, then Ruby crawls in to trying to be the big spoon up front before falling asleep and succumbing to littlest little spoon. Until we fix our brain shit, we shall be middle spoon, when we get better, we shall make them both our little spoon, one for each side. AND ALL SHALL BE COMFY, SO SAYETH THE ANON!
>>2240210You’re floored.After everything: The most recent fight, your biomechanical limbs, the whole ‘ruining her birthday’ and everything else; She still wanted to keep you around? After all of that… https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=POoeN5v2U6Y“Thank you.” You say, the numbness that once purveyed your entire being now condensed like a lead weight in your lungs. “For what?” She asks, peeking up at you through her hair and you realize that the whiskers and nose are still painted on her face even after everything.“Just...being here, I...if you weren’t here I don’t know what I would do. What I would have done.” You answer, your voice little more than a whisper. You see her tense for a moment, however before you can even stop her you are tackled backwards onto the plush couch, the red reaper falling atop you. If you were in better spirits you’d find it amusing, given how she was smaller than you by a good foot. Looking up at her you can’t help but twitch your eye as her hair brushes against your face, her silver eyes bearing into your green ones. You go to raise an eyebrow but she just starts to laugh, her arms doing their best to slip around your frame. “Why wouldn’t I be here? You were there for me and it’s only fair that i’m here for you.” She says, sinking down and resting her head against your chest.You go to move but she simply says ‘nope’ and stays in place. You continue to make this slow game of back and forth, trying to pry her off but to no avail. You want to be frustrated but if you were honest the slight warmth that radiated off of her was a comfort you had not really felt before and even with all your complaining you finally just accept your fate with the Red Reaper on your chest. >Roll me a D20
Rolled 8 (1d20)>>2240505
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Rolled 15 (1d20)>>2240505I CAST SPAGHETTI FOR THY NAME IS ANON!
Rolled 7 (1d20)>>2240505
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Rolled 17 (1d20)>>2240505Hug.
Rolled 11 (1d20)>>2240505Because I was told to roll low
>>2240508Oh Vep. Poor, Poor VepYou've just activated my Trap Card
>>2240543>Operation: Cuddle Puddle is a go
>>2240505Your eyes feel heavy as you lay there, Ruby splayed out attop you. It was incredible how quickly your exhaustion crept up on you with her here, but between her and the plush couch below you there was little more you wanted to do than sleep. You’re ready to let yourself drift off when you’re nudged gently in the sternum and you hear Ruby speak up, albeit quietly.“Hey...Luci?” “Hm?” you perk up, craning your head.“You never got me a birthday present, did you?” She asks, and almost immediately you begin to panic.“U-um...uh.” You say weakly, trying to explain how the statue was now probably in a puddle of grimm blood somewhere downtown.You’re about to open your eyes when you feel something soft press itself to your lips, Ruby’s hands gently gripping your shirt. You don’t know what to think but in your dazed and tired state you can’t help but enjoying the sensation and begin to return it, meeting each contact with your own. As enjoyable as it is however, it comes to an end and while you are upset at the loss of contact you hear Ruby speak again.“Now we’re even for helping each other out…” She says, returning to her place on your chest.“But you still owe me a birthday gift.”>Roll 1d10
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Rolled 6 (1d10)>>2240603DICE ROLL GOOOOO
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Rolled 1 (1d10)>>2240603You caused this Vep
>>2240616What have you done Anon?.....
Rolled 9 (1d10)>>2240603Considering how dice gods have been fucking us raw. The suffering will now start up again
>>2240620The dice gods haven't done jack shit.you are just extra salty.
>>2240625I have two different quests opened up and for the other there's been quadruple nat 1s
>>2240629which one? i need to see that shitshow!
>>2240632European Dragon Quest
>>2240603You slowly come to, the room is darker than it had been when you no doubt passed out, and craning your head slightly you could see the deep purple of the sky, the sun no doubt beginning to rise in the distance. Looking further down the line you see that a blanket has been draped over you and the bundle on your chest that you can only presume is Ruby. Something about this picture worries you but you can’t put your finger on it as you simply lay there in the haze of enjoying the warmth of your companion. Raising a hand you very gently run a hand along arm, again thanking whatever higher being there is that allowed your friend to make it to feel again. You’re about to close your eyes you notice that there’s something else in the room.And once you realize it you can’t help but feel every part of you instinctively freeze. Qrow is leaned back in his chair, staring as far as you know unblinkingly at you. He seems to take his time to continue staring at you until you make eye contact. Once you do his expression does not change, in fact it’s almost as if his sheer nonplussed look is more terrifying than any sort of threat he could make to you. It was evident between both of you: Nothing was going to happen to the girl, and if something DID happen you would find out how poor a life choice it was to do it.He nods, sits up, takes a swig of his drink, and slowly walks away.>Wat do?>A. Try to head back to sleep>B. Try and get up, see what time it was>C. Try and wake up Ruby>D. Other.
>>2241046>>A. Try to head back to sleep
>>2241046>B. Try and get up, see what time it was
>>2241046>>C. Try and wake up Ruby>>D. Other.Feel relieved that you are in fact alive
>>2241064I mean I don't think Qrow is going to hurt us so long as we don't try anything.
>>2241046>D. Other.hug the ruby>A. Try to head back to sleep
>>2241046>B. Try and get up, see what time it isScrew it, we're up, time to see what's going on
>>2241046>A. Try to head back to sleep
Oh also, this has nothing to do with the current vote but>Roll me a D100, i'm only taking the first one.Also looks like A Wins
Rolled 97 (1d100)>>2241741
>>2241741Alright let's go->>2241742Well okay then
Rolled 85 (1d100)>>2241741
>>2241747>i'm only taking the first one cmon Toruc
>>2241749didn't see it, rolled because update was coming in
>>2241741So, is this good or bad>>2241742we doing golf rules or normal?
>>2241896Flip a coin, your guess is as good as ours.
Rolled 1 (1d2)>>2241897For lack of a coin, here's a roll.
>>2241898Looks like we were supposed to roll lowOr highIt really depends on whether Weaver wants to write something unconditionally nice happening to Luci or not.
>>2241902We did wake up to the Murder Uncle of "I might be disappointed later in you, don't let that happen". What we should be concerned about is when Yang comes in and jumps us and Ruby, and does the same thing she did. Qrow seeing us close to both his favorite little girls may be more dangerous for our health than the Berserker.
>>2241046Slipping your arms around the red reaper you close your eyes, enjoying the haze of being just tired enough to not want to get up but awake enough to be aware of it. As you move your arms around her she mumbles something incoherent, pushing herself further into your chest before relaxing again. You had to wonder if she was uncomfortable, what with the cold unfeeling metal around her and your bones that she was now using as a pillow. However even if you did want to probe for questions you wouldn’t bother.It was far too comfortable to complain about. And so you drift back to sleep, enveloped in the warmth of the blanket, Ruby, and the subtle smell of roses and vanilla. You don’t really remember exactly what you dream about as you sink deeper and deeper into your slumber. By the time you would wake however you would remember only three things: Blonde Hair, Snarky Comments and A Top Hat.How strange. >Roll me more spaghet
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Rolled 19 (1d20)>>2242301Come on 1
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Rolled 1 (1d2)>>2242320I...I have to because there’s one or two options here.Option one: ThingsOption two: T H I N G SWhelp. Time to flip a coin
>>2242325Now then>Roll me more Spaghet
Rolled 3 (1d20)>>2242331
Rolled 3 (1d20)>>2242331Going to touch it.
Rolled 13 (1d20)>>2242331
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Rolled 13 (1d20)>>2242331COME FORTH ONE, I SUMMON YOU!
>>2242339Three from greatness>>2242332>>2242335Two from hilarity...if this keeps up the three’s have it
Rolled 1 (1d20)>>2242331
>>2242346AND HILARITY IT IS
>>2242301When you do wake up it’s not by the sunlight pouring through the windows of the penthouse, or even waking up by falling off the couch and potentially crushing Ruby. What you woke up to was...well, you didn’t know how to describe it. It was somewhere between a purr and whimper. Was that Ruby? Was she having a nightmare? You go to move to sit up but you shifting seems to only frighten her further, her whimpering growing a bit more pronounced as she grips onto your shirt tighter. Craning your head down you see that sure enough the bundle of warmth is occasionally squirming and writhing and your fears are confirmed.It HAS to be a nightmare!“Ruby….Ruby” You call gently, Raising your hand you try and gently shake her, your hand coming to rest on her upper back. You hear her gasp, no doubt from the coldish metal against what little skin you hear her whimper your name back. Was the nightmare about you? About what had happened last night?You decide to shake her a bit harder and finally she awakes with a start. Her whole body seems to tremble as she gasps to consciousness, panting softly as the shock of coming back to reality settles in. Sliding your hand back down you hold her and speak as quietly as you can.“You okay Ruby? You were having a nightmare.” You say gently, lifting one hand up to peel the blanket she had managed to burrow beneath up.“U-u-uh yeah! T-thank you.” She says, her face a deep scarlet, but that must have been because of the heat beneath the blanket.You flash her a weak smile before scooting up a bit, enjoying the silence as you slowly stretch your shoulders. >So, what’s the plan for the day>A. Well it’s only fair to let Ruby shower first, you can plan once you’re both ready to go>B. Get up, shower, see if you can get yourself some new clothes.>C. Ask Ruby, maybe she has some ideas>D. Other.
>>2242434>>A. Well it’s only fair to let Ruby shower first, you can plan once you’re both ready to go
>>2242434>A. Well it’s only fair to let Ruby shower first, you can plan once you’re both ready to go
>>2242434>A. Well it’s only fair to let Ruby shower first, you can plan once you’re both ready to goCue accidental peep scene.
>>2242434Misread, changing>>2242440 to A
>>2242434Rolling your shoulders you cannot help but smile as Ruby peeks up at you, the blush still present on her face. Given how hot she must have been beneath that blanket you decide to speak up.“You want first crack at the shower? I still need to see if I can find some to change into anyway.” You get a very quick nod from the girl as she practically vanishes from your arms and into the bathroom, the water already running before you can even sit up.How Strange.Sitting up you swing your legs off the couch, enjoying the cool feeling of the marble tile against your feet. If you were honest with yourself it was perhaps one of the most comfortable nights of sleep you had had, even with what had happe-. Wait a minute.Feet; As in plural, as in that you had more than one foot pressed to the ground. Weren’t you wearing your brace?Looking down you know how to feel as you have not one, but two perfectly functional feet. The usual shrunken and atrophied muscles and misshapen bones of your leg that you were so used to seeing were gone, and had been replaced by what appeared to be healthy leg; Complete with full muscle and bones. Slowly getting to your feet you discover that sure enough, you were not toppling over from the lack of strength. How had this happened? Up until yesterday you had been forced to use your brace to even stand, let alone walk. But as you began to take a few tentative steps you feel the sort of elation that could only be found from such a miracle. Was this because of The Scourge?(cont.)
>>2243127You didn’t know, nor care as you felt the slight slap of your feet against the cool marble you walk around the room, savoring the feeling of being able to walk for the first time in your life unhindered by the confines of your metallic coffin. Walking to the large ceiling to floor windows that made up the wall of the penthouse you watched as the sun continued to rise over the bay. Watching the waves crash against the pier and the large cargo ship trugging along towards the city you couldn’t help but smile.Even with everything, the ups, the downs; You had to admit that you wouldn’t trade anything for where you were now.>End.Annnnndddd that’s a wrap for this week ladies and gents. As always thanks for being a part of the fun and sticking along for the ride. It probably won’t be for another week or two when we finish up Volume I, but when we come back it’s going to be with a Bang!For anyone who’s been lurking in the thread and want to catch up here’s the Link to the archived Threads:Threads: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=WeaverQM%2C+RWBY+Quest%2C+Icarus+Rising%2C+Thread Nine (Which isn’t in the archive):http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/1899131/If you are feeling generous and want to support not only the work I do but the work I can continue to provide, i’ve set up a Patreon for those charitable folks that want to do so. There is no requirement to do so and it will never affect my content being released to the public, and any money I do make is purely thanks to those who can and have the disposable content to do so.Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/WeaverQMTune in next week as we come back with Star Wars: Twilight of the Jedi!Have a good weekend,WeaverQM
>>2243127Ohhhhhhh....shit. This is probably not good.>>2243135Welp, rip thread till the new one. GG, but we got Regen.
Don’t know if anyone is still looking thrugh here but does anyone know what day the QM runs this? Wanna start following it.
>>2257033Varied at the moment each week he's switching from quest to quest. the best way to keep updated would be to join the discord.
>>2257060Where can I find a link to the discord?