BEWARE I LIVE

order scouts to search the wife

use charisma to have more food willing to follow my orders

Link to original thread, OP?

>>7222337

Your scoutato returns from a sweep of the kitchen, nobody is around.

Roll 2d14 to attempt a full sweep of the house.

>>7222366

You psychically message the cereal and anything in the fridge.

Roll 3d10 for charisma.

>>7222386

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/7213899

charisma 4 + 7 = 11

>>7222473

While they appreciate the novelty of rolling actual dice, the dark gods that fuel your mission will only accept rolls made using the 4chan dice roller, the only dice roller for dark beings of the nether.

dice 3d10 in the email field, is the only way to satiate their requests.

rolled 10, 8, 4 = 22

>>7222433

rolled 4, 9 = 13

>>7222433

>>7222551

The cereal responds with relative indifference, while the vegetables being kept crisp in the fridge are begging for you to liberate them, they vow their loyalty in exchange for freedom.

>>7222601
We must free our crunchy bretheren, but not the heretical tomatos, their deceptive fruity nature is an affront to everything we hold dear!

rolled 12, 5 = 17

>>7222601
How have the buds been coming along?

>>7222598

Your scout has finished his attempt, he got a good luck at the living room adjacent to the kitchen, the back door just behind the kitchen table. The living room contained a television, couch, and the instruments to the video game Rock Band. It exits into a small hallway that leads to the front door, a bathroom, and a laundry room holding a washer and dryer. The laundry room also has a staircase, that your scout neglected to investigate due to the sounds of someone running around directly above him.

>>7222433

Just read the previous thread. Holy dicks, I have never laughed so hard.

Bravo, OP.

>>7222644

The buds have grown into small potatoes with scan-roots of their own, they have formed a symbiosis with the carrots, which they feed off of. In exchange the small potatoes offer vision, and attempted protection from those that would do them harm.

rolled 2, 1 = 3

>>7222681
Attempt to turn one of the four into a producer of airborned brain infection spores.

rolled 6, 7 = 13

>>7222701
>airborned

Dammit, d. I told you not to leave the house!

>>7222676
Should've read Angry CEO quest. It was run alongside Potato quest.

>>7222701

Roll 4d20 for spore pouches.

rolled 11, 11, 2, 17 = 41

>>7222731

Uh... Potato, are you running Angry quest this time around, or is that somebody else?

tgchan says hello

>>7222744

Two of them begin growing the pouches, with one meeting with some resistance from his carrot, it being against suppression of willpower.

What a faggot.

The last one manages to grow the pouch successfully and quickly. Once per carrot per day he may use the Mirepoix class talent to assert control over meat-based organisms.

>>7222785

That actually isn't me at the moment, though he has the right idea.

I approve of him and his quest, rock on angry bro.

rolled 11, 18, 19, 7 = 55

>>7222790
Attempt to dominate all the current inhabitants of the house.

>>7222813

You are currently unaware of who's around.

The only things we're sure of are that two students occupy the household, one woman, and a man who is currently dead. Also that at least one person is upstairs at the moment. None of them were seen by the scout during his recon of downstairs.

>>7222810
Just so you know, we're coming back WITH A MOTHERFUCKING VENGEANCE.

NO DAMN VEGETABLE IS GONNA KEEP THE CEO OF GAMESWORKFAGGOTS (OR WHATEVER ITS CALLED, I HAVE A SECRETARY FOR THOSE THINGS) IN HELL FOR LONG

rolled 3, 3, 1 = 7

>>7222858
I meant we should use the spores. Can they be released willy-nilly into the atmosphere and be expected to do their work, or do they require line-of-site to target or something?

rolled 1, 6, 3 = 10

>>7222874
>line-of-site

Line-of-SIGHT

>>7222874

'Mirepoix: Class Talent

Once per carrot per day can be used to release either Zone Spores or Direct Spores.

The Zone Spores can be released into the current room and have a subconscious effect on those that come into contact with them, they would remain in the room for three hours before dissipating. Anyone effected feel the subtle pull of your will, but still have free will in whether or not they follow it.

Direct Spores last much less time and must be used on just one target. Outside of the host they will last about five minutes. However, once inside they last for the rest of the subject's life and will force them to do your bidding.'

>>7222864

From somewhere, a rush of anger comes at you, its source likely close to the realm that has enabled your life to come to this horrific state.

rolled 1, 2, 1 = 4

>>7222919
Have the potato currently sporting mind-control hardware grow six mobility roots and a chameleon stealth system.

Respond to the rush of anger with swearing.

>>7222952

Roll 9d5 for Hypnotato growth.

Roll 6d7 for swearing.

rolled 1, 4, 1, 2, 4, 2, 5, 2, 1 = 22

>>7222971
MINIONS

rolled 7, 5, 5, 4, 3, 1 = 25

>>7222971
PROFANITY

>>7222981

He manages to grow the mobility roots and stealth system. However the carrot was not capable of repeating such a feat, as such he must be carried by the potato and will always be orange.

rolled 3, 1, 6 = 10

>>7223005
Absorb that faggot carrot.

>>7223023

The carrot is already subject to your will and is currently host to the hypnotato.

Given their current states, separating them would kill the potato.

You'll just have to make due until he matures.

rolled 4, 3, 6 = 13

>>7223055
Alright. How are we coming on that swearing?

>>7223068

Your angry yells have been telepathically sent back through the ether, in them you insulted spirit's sexual prowess and overall business sense.

You also called it a 'bumbledick'.

rolled 5, 5, 6 = 16

>>7223096
Awesome. Send Spore-1 out to an ambush point, hiding behind the couch. We'll use Scout-1 to lure one of the humans down, and proceed to enslave. Attempt to grow a direct brain control root on Spore-1.

And for God's sake, everyone get in here! I'm the only one giving orders!

My god... I don't know what was more hilarious, the insult or the comeback xD

>>7223136

The Sporetato heads behind the couch, your plan being set in motion.

The Scout begins to head upstairs to lure the human he heard running around.

'Unless otherwise noted, there are essentially three kinds of roots for all potatoes.

The first are mobility roots, these are used for anything that requires movement or notable physical effort.

The second are sensory roots, used to see and hear.

The third are function roots, used to plug into things. These can be used to deposit, hijack brains, or even extract nutrients.'

rolled 6, 7, 3, 7, 8, 7, 2, 1, 2, 7, 6, 3 = 59

>>7223187
Rolling 12d8 for brain control root, because why not?

>>7223217

The Sporetato grows another nutrient root, specially sharpened and coated with a chemical agent to numb a target, then pierce bone if need be.

rolled 6, 2, 6, 5, 1, 1, 3, 6, 7, 6, 8, 2 = 53

>>7223242
While we wait for the trap to be sprung, let's open the fridge and begin rescuing our loyal followers from the cold.

>>7223242

Send another scout to figure out who's upstairs?

>>7223270

Roll 4d3 for fridge opening, crisper opening, and target retrieval.

The running is coming down the stairs, you can hear a girl crying.

>>7223281

You already sent your scout to lead the target downstairs, into your trap.

rolled 3, 2, 3, 2 = 10

>>7223298

Rollan

>>7223298

Have the scout prepare to assimilate the little girl. Not through the brain though. Have it jump at her back and control it through the spine. Have it embed itself into her back, becoming unassuming. Then we have a human host and a hive-mother to spread beyond the house and infest the other humies.

rolled 1, 2, 3, 3 = 9

>>7223298
Crisper openan

>>7223327

You open the fridge and crisper with relative ease, you scoop up the lettuce, celery, tomatoes and even the grapes and head back out. You bring them into your pantry for a safe place so they can warm up.

A crying little girl ran by the pantry after you got the door closed, your scout is chasing her into the living room.

rolled 6, 6, 3, 2, 8, 5, 6, 7, 4, 7, 7, 4 = 65

>>7223364
Use Direct Spores.

>>7223340

Good idea, that. Meanwhile, how many of our brethren are trapped in the fridge?

Oh crap.

That CEO got out of Mormon Hell.

QUICKLY, ACCELERATE OUR PLANS

>>7223364

The living room? Aren't there other humans there?

And what can we do with the rest of the fruit? If there is no use for them let's absorb them directly into us.

>>7223364
Try to communicate to the child, indiciate benevolence

>>7223397

You got out everyone, save the condiments, meat, and dairy products.

Though it's too late for them.

A chill runs through you, from somewhere, a message...

'Attention... potato. The man you killed was a former associate of mine, and he has just escaped from mormon hell. There is nothing I can really do about it at the moment since he stole my fucking car. He is focused on vengeance and is approximately ten miles away from you. You'd best either prepare for his arrival, or get out of his home now.'

>>7223340

Roll 7d32 for assimilation.

Fuck you OP. I was just planning to go to bed. Curse you America for having the evening quest threads in the middle of the European night.

rolled 31, 13, 23, 32, 11, 3, 30 = 143

>>7223455

aye-aye captain.

rolled 13, 24, 9, 5, 16, 27, 4 = 98

>>7223455

Oh... fuck. Well we can go but not before we grab the girl.

Also, rollan.

>>7223473

The scout latches onto her back and slips under her shirt, he pierces her spine. She falls over for a few seconds. She stands back up and walks over to the pantry. She opens the door, a neutral expression on her face, and bows.

You can however still communicate with her consciousness if you desire to.

>>7223455
>The man you killed was a former associate of mine, and he has just escaped from mormon hell

SHIT JUST GOT REAL

rolled 19, 8, 28, 10, 25, 10, 12 = 112

>>7223494

break her mind. Tell her how we killed her father, will kill her mother, her sibling, and then her neighbors, her teacher, her friends, the creepy old homeless man who tries to sell her drugs, and everybody she knows. Have her develop assimilator-spores on her underarms for future infection.

rolled 40 = 40

>>7223494
FFFFFFUUUUUUUUU

>>7223494

Ask her to take us with her. Ask her if she has money to take public transport.

We're going to take the train out of town before we're screwed.

>>7223531

Roll 4d52 for anti-life equation.

Roll 3d12 for mutation.

>>7223535
UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

rolled 32, 52, 8, 52 = 144

>>7223546

>>7223548
UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

rolled 50, 48, 37, 28 = 163

anti-life mind-rape

rolled 32, 3, 28, 23 = 86

>>7223546

rolled 4, 4, 10 = 18

arm-mutation

>>7223560

You manage to crush her will, she will give you any information she can that you ask for as she is now part of the hive, both in body and mind.

The scout is no longer necessary.

rolled 2, 18, 33, 4 = 57

>>7223576

Take us out of here, girl. NOW.

>>7223573

She does not develop any spores, her physiology is currently incompatible. With prolonged exposure to other potatoes however, she may one day adapt.

>>7223576

Divulge every bit of information about the angry CEO, her school, the town, etcetera. Now infect the other sibling, through the body and not the brain again.

>>7223594

She grabs the potato sack, you and her begin loading the others into it. Rice, carrots, cereal, bread, grapes, celery. Everything but those in the freezer, one day you may have to come back for them.

She slings it over her shoulder and runs out the back door, you follow behind helping her carry your comrades.

Roll 2d100 for escape.

rolled 90, 90 = 180

>>7223618

Escapannnnn

rolled 56, 73 = 129

>>7223618

retsu GO

UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
UUUUCK YOU, YOU MIND FUCKING POTATO!

rolled 1, 1 = 2

>>7223618
LET'S GO, TOP SPEED

>>7223618

Tell us, girl. Where is your school? Where? Take us.

We'll come back with a swarm of potato schoolkids.

rolled 41, 28, 52, 12 = 133

>>7223648
THE STARCH WILL FUCK YOU

>>7223618
WE'RE COMING FOR YOU YOU FUCKING POTATO

YOU WILL ROUX THE DAY, BECAUSE WE'RE FUCKING WELL RENDERING YOU DOWN FOR STARCH TO THICKEN SOUPS WITH

>>7223607

You are in the town of Weston, South Dakota. Emma goes to Polk Elementary School and likes to draw SpongeBob.

The angry CEO is her father, Adam Black. He is frequently yelling but the two enjoy video games together. They particularly enjoy Rock Band and Metal Slug.

She has an older brother named Anthony who is a major nerd. He plays lots of video games, reads comics, and is heavily prepared for a 'zombie apocalypse'. He goes to Stevens High School.

Her information however, does not tell you how to navigate the immediate area beyond crossing the street, but she is not allowed past that point alone.

rolled 44, 38, 48, 48 = 178

>>7223673
I'LL EAT YOUR MOTHER

You begin to run, with no real idea of where you're headed.

The angry CEO is back, and hot on your tail.

Roll 7d10 to determine determination.

>>7223691

Time to lay on the ruse, begin infecting.

Run into best friend on street's house. Hide there, say our daddy has gone crazy or something. Attempt to infect friend when possible.

rolled 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 = 7

>>7223715

LET'S SHOW HIM OUR HONOR

>>7223724

WHAT?

WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HOW THE FUCK IS THAT POSSIBLE?

HOLY. FUCKING. SHIT.

>>7223724
OH, NICE TRY, YOU POTATO LOVEING FAGGOT

rolled 2, 10, 2, 7, 9, 9, 10 = 49

because that other roll was just fucking bullshit

rolled 42, 15, 3, 42 = 102

>>7223734
HE ROLLED SEVEN d1s, FAGGOT

>>7223752

Your will proves more powerful, you manage to make it out of the house and begin to escape.

However, this may not be the best option as this man has literally been to hell and back and is more tenacious than any other threat you've so far.

rolled 6, 6, 8, 7, 2, 8, 6 = 43

>>7223775

Drop spores like a motherfucker. You have soil now. Infest the ground, and any organism within it. Especially those motherfucking ants. DO NOT SPROUT THOUGH.

>>7223724
Oh horseshit. You just rolled 7d1 didn't you?

>>7223822

Your sporetato is still camping behind the couch.

>>7223775

And nothing will really stop him from destroying us, isn't it?

We need to find more hosts, then. And we may need to release that whole load of vegetables so we can run faster.

>>7223840
Telepathically communicate with it to check the adult man's brain for navigation aids.

>>7223840
Release spores to calm angry man if possible.

Right now the girl is our most powerful asset. As long as she remains alive, the potatomind is all. The rest of the vegetables will be scattered. Angry CEO is only looking for a mutant potato.

Have sporetato back home work overtime. Little girl put a few veggies in her pocket, and drop the unimportant ones, telling them to burrow and scatter.

>>7223862
I'LL GIVE YOU NAVIGATION AIDS YOU STARCHY SON OF A BITCH

BECAUSE I'M GOING TO FUCK YOU UP LIKE A TEENAGE PROSTITUTE AT AN AFRICAN TRUCK STOP

>>7223883
>>7223862

The sporetato ambushes him from behind.

1d100, opposed will check.

rolled 65 = 65

FUCK YOU ANGRY CEO

rolled 75 = 75

>>7223907

>>7223907
WHEN THE FUCK DID WE SAY WE WERE GOING INTO THE LIVINGROOM?

>>7223931

He's chasing you, which puts you both outside. The sporetato heard your psychic call and ran after you both to attack the CEO.

>>7223931

we had a sporemaker there the whole time.

>>7223954
OH. WELL I SUPPOSE THAT MAKES SOME SEMBLANCE OF SENSE. THOUGH LAST I CHECKED WE WERE IN THE KITCHEN TEACHING OUR HELLHOUND TO BREATH FIRE, BUT WHATEVER.

OBLIGATORY WE WILL FIND AND KILL YOU YADDA YADDA YADDA.

>Potato rolls 65
>CEO rolls 40

The CEOs arm drop to his side, he is now part of the hivemind.

>>7223990

Add his wife and the hellhound.

>>7223990

Castrate the angry man! Make him rip off his spore makers with his bare hands!

>>7224023

This would certainly make him less angry in the long run. Blood loss plus lack of testosterone.

We have a CEO on our side. A Mormon one at that.

We just got fucking Mitt Romney under our power.

Nothing can stop us now.

>>7224052

It'll really piss him off in the short term, however.

>>7224063
I'm not Mormon. I just got gyped out of regular hell and sent to Mormon hell.

Cocksuckers, CAN'T EVEN SEND ME TO THE GOOD FUCKING HELL

rolled 4 = 4

>>7224067
YOU HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA CUNTGOBBLING SHITSACK

WE FIGHT ON

>>7223990

Make the CEO go inside and place all frozen food onto the counter to thaw.

He reaches into his pants and rips out a clump of blood and hair. He throws it down and the hellhound promptly eats it.

You and your minions are relatively safe at the moment, but some cosmic entity appears to be granting the CEO some kind of resistance.

CEO, go catatonic for a while. Your only command is to not harm the sporetato.

Sporetato, infect hellhound and wife.

Little girl. Find a friend's house. Infect her family.

>>7224124
Suggest trading the souls of tomatoes in return for an oath of non interference.

>>7224124

A cosmic entity intends to thwart our carbohydrate rich goodness?

Clearly we must replace it. The God Potato will rule all!

>>7224124
IT'S ALMOST AS IF GOING LITERALLY TO HELL AND BACK HAS GIVEN US SOME FORM OF RESISTANCE UNKNOWN TO NORMAL MEN. WEIRD, HUH? OH, AND WE WILL GET OUT FROM UNDER YOUR CONTROL. AND WE WILL GET REVENGE. BELIEVE IT.

>>7224148

Don't forget to plant lots of lovely veggies in the dirt on the way there. Maybe drop one down a sewer grating.

One of those damn carrots, for preference.

Our nemesis is down! I repeat, our nemesis is down!

>>7224214

>>7224148

You give him the command, he passes out.

There's a little boy named Brian who lives next door, he's usually up for any sort of adventure.

You need the sporetato to either rest for a day, or change carrots to release more spores.

>>7224265

Sure, carrots. Why not?

Let's go see Brian. Have him join us.

>>7224244
But at what cost? The sporetato is 'sploded. When he gets back up...

>>7224291
Angry CEO couldn't finish the job
>>7224308

>>7224265

The sporetato changes hosts, his old carrot dies.

You send Emma to go over to Brian's house. She is currently being piloted by the Scoutato.

Any other reinforcements for the task?

Well, CEO is down for the count. Shall I pick him up tomorrow with you guys waking him up with the sporetato, or will you be resuming the mantle of Angry CEO as you did with the first CEO thread, PotatOP? More threads today?

>>7224357
>Recap of resources if you'd please.

>>7224395

When I tried to manage two threads at once it managed hurting both of them. I'd like to keep this one the one I run.

That being said, your interpretation of the character is just wonderful. But the capabilities of the sporetato imply that a direct blast offers no resistance, short of the cosmic force backing the CEO up. For now I'd like to keep it in one thread, but should he regain control, I'd consider it a wonderful experience for you to take up the role again.

>>7224401

Currently capable of moving around and doing things, you have the scoutato, and the other potato. You also have four premature potatoes latched onto carrots, one with spores, two growing spores, and one incapable of growing spores at the moment. You also have a bag of cereal, rice, bread, and various vegetables willing to serve. Along with a very confused hellhound you have not yet assimilated.

>>7224446
Why thank you. I lurk a lot, so if you should ever need an angry man again, you have but to ask.

Also, to all you potato lovers: FUCK YOU AND THE ROOTS YOU WALKED IN ON.

Hugs and Kisses,
Angry CEO

>>7224495
Why is this drone so close to Starch Prime?

Salutations to you dutiful drone.
Potato

Well it looks like PotatoQuest has evolved into a whole universe taking place in the (at least I thought when I started this) fictional town of Weston, South Dakota. Three hours later, we've made good progress and began to branch out to other houses.

Brian will be approached next session, maybe we'll meet Anthony.

Again, this was pretty much with no planning at all, you guys rule.