Huzzah

You pull yourself back up onto the massive BMW motorcycle, watching the seagulls as they fade into the distance.

Kiara slides on behind you, and you can tell she's a bit irked at you poking fun. Tough for her, it helps you get through these odd and often incredibly difficult days.

"Ever been to Pompeii?" You ask as you fire up the large engine, the bike chortling to life. You wonder if the water did a bit of damage to it.

"Once, can't say it was a memorable place." She shrugs, before grabbing you around the middle as you lurch the bike into speed.

You have it in mind to get the fuck out of the area before someone picks up on her little burst of magic, if they haven't already.

"We really need to figure out some way to mask you and these boxes if they give off radiation, I'm getting sick of being tracked down..."

"I'm trying my best, you know." Kiara frowns, "Its not like I had to deal with any of this before, either."

The Italian roads near the coast are old, weather worn by sun and sea air, and not very accommodating to any kind of speed. It is incredibly frustrating to avoid potholes and large cracks, which are holding you to far less fast than you would prefer to go.

"We're not too far away now." She tells you after a while into the trip.

"No? How can you tell?"

"Even mortals leave some trace of themselves when they die, a fragment of something. The more sudden and terrible the demise, the more detectable it is."

"Is it magic?"

"No, not magic. Just a small shadow of life that once was."

"Well that's dark..."

The place isn't hard to find, especially when you start getting stuck behind tour buses full of people all heading to check out the ancient site of calamity. You sigh as you almost just idle the bike along, a travesty considering it's raw power.

"We'll need to get past the tourist zones, whatever is still buried here... It isn't going to be in a place that is open to the public, or likely even most researchers..." Kiara tells you as she looks over at some Italian guards.

"Submachine guns." You notice. "I wonder if they've tightened security down here..."

"I wouldn't put it past the order, though these men aren't with them."

"Are they just regular guards?" You ask, trying to look without making it seem like you're looking.

"Italian army."

"Wonderful..."

Traffic is directed toward a large parking area for tourists, and you have little choice but to follow them in and shut off the bike. The crowd is moving toward a gate manned by a dozen or so guards, as well as a screening area. You see the guards checking through bags at the entrance.

"What's all of this?" You ask a man wearing a hat covered in pins of the Union Jack.

"Extra security, right bummer to my holiday. They're worried about terrorists, the gits."

"Sure they're worried about terrorists..." You think to Kiara.

"Good cover at least, isn't it." She nods.

You mill around the back of the crowd, wondering if you should step in line and try to blend in as just another tourist. At the same time, you'll have to do something about the Sig concealed at your hip, they likely won't take kindly to it...

"We could try sneaking our way past, or you could brainwash them, right?"

"At the cost of using magic, yes."

You think on this for a minute, trying to work out a plan.

>question/talk/action?

Hell yes zombie and witch quest

>>18742450
just sneak, its easier that way.

>>18742450
See if there is a way around, if not try to brainwash the guards. We need at least the sig.

Apologies for not having a thread this last week, lot of shit going down in my life, none of it easy to deal with.

Hope to resume a normal schedule again now that I got a new hard drive.

Managed to get all of my data off of the old drive, friend pulled some tech wizard magic out of his ass.

>vore collection intact, huehuehue

>>18742450
Have Kiara do a sweep, make sure the guards don't have platinum earrings or anything like that on them.

Then check if there are any good routes around the blockade, I'd rather not use magic if I don't have to. If we have to go through get the Sig deep in our bags under piles of stuff, look as non-suspicious as possible. Adopt as touristy a persona as possible, say we're trying to ride to all the places our dear dad told us about in his stories of his youth. We'll use subtle mind magic to convince them that they don't really need to check our bags.

>>18742459
>well that was not the right image
>>18742480
Seems like a plan

>>18742494
>vore collection intact
>Ludicrous numbers of GB of it
Well that's alot to digest

>>18742494
>not having a vore collection
>2012
>ISHIGGYDIGGYHOLE

also your friend may be a tech priest.

>>18742535
Huehuehue?

>>18742554
why don`t you know what HUEHUEHUE means?
its typically an evil maniacal laugh that on /tg/ usually means bad end here, or delicious tears.

>>18742574
Exactly i'm referring to the vore and digestion joke, generally in papas last quest huehuehue involved vore.

"Can you sense anything? Anybody got a platinum bucket on their head?"

"I'm getting a small amount of interference nearby, not at the kind of levels that a large group would produce. It could be a tourist with a nice necklace, or it could be a single order member. In either case, it isn't too close by."

"Groovy..."

You decide that the best plan is to find another way around, avoid dealing with the checkpoint entirely. On the off chance that they did find your Sig, Kiara could just mindwipe them, but that would certainly show up on any local tracking system.

Instead, you scan for a road less traveled, and find it.

A small cart path that loops around the right of the checkpoint, obscured by a rise covered in a modest flower bed. Not perfect cover, but it will have to do.

"Keep a watch on them, let me know if I'm safe to move." You start edging over toward the path, which is blocked only by a small rope strung across it. Not exactly high security, especially considering there isn't a guard posted on it.

"Which means they don't know we're here, they're just covering bases..."

You keep sidestepping at the back of the crowd, watching the guards at the checkpoint out of the corner of your eye.

"Go, they just found a chisel in one of these bags."

Kiara doesn't have to tell you twice. You check yourself once, find no one is watching, and slip under the rope. As silently as you can, you scamper down the path until you're obscured by the flower topped hill.

For a few moments you wait, hear thundering in your ears, awaiting the call to alarm.

It doesn't come.

"A bit jumpy, hmm?" Kiara smirks down at you from atop the rise.

"I have every right to be."

paranoia is back to 11.
Kenji jensen will be telling us "Didn't I tell you about this already!" when we inevitably find that witch hunters ARE actually space lizards.

Getting jumpy over imagined threats when just a few moments ago we were jumped by assault copter isn't unhealthy.

>>18742644
We spent a fair part of today dealing with a fucking Mig-28 Havoc controlled by a man literally plugged into a witch and the helicopter. Paranoia is part of our everyday lives at this point. Always beware, never trust anyone with platinum and know that the order is just waiting for us to slip up.

She floats down to beside you again as you slow down your breathing and get moving. The path cuts away from the tourist one for a short while, before ending at a storage shed. It won't be difficult to move across the rocks and back into the tourist area.

"Which gets us to the place everyone can see, all of the time..." You frown. "It would really help if you knew where to go or what we were actually looking for."

"I know as much as you do." Kiara scowls.

"Which isn't enough. Fuck it, we'll just see what we see."

Staying low and watching for any signs of trouble, you start down the cart path, figuring you'll get toward the end before popping over the rocks to make sure you can get back into the tourist area unnoticed.

"Again, whatever it is, it's not going to be anywhere open to the public."

Keeping that in mind, you slowly climb the rocks to gaze out into the area beyond. There are a lot of tourists milling about, but their attention is directed inward toward the ruins of the ancient city, those exposed by excavation.

"Coast is clear."

You mount over the final rock and quickly make it back down into the mob of milling people. Safe once more within the large group. Well, as safe as you can be, anyways.

"Recognize anything?"

"Hardly, I wasn't around here too close to the time of the eruption." Kiara shakes her head.

The tourists are being led around in groups by guides, each of them shouting out facts about the ruined city in a variety of languages to a diverse gathering of nationalities.

There are a few guards milling about as well, most looking downright bored and paying little attention as they smoke and talk in small groups. Thankfully none of them single you out with crazy metal soul boxes. The sky is also clear of Russian attack helicopters.

"We've been bickering the whole time, we're lazing around a tourist trap, and I'm seriously considering getting a beer. Hell, it feels just like a vacation." You smirk.

"Putting up with you makes it feel like work enough to me." She replies, not masking her tone of awe or bothering to look back at you as she runs her hand along a column.

"Bit of nostalgia?"

"Just remembering how infatuated the Romans were with these things. I was never one for their architecture, or for cities."

"Too hard to be a tree hugger without any trees nearby?"

Kiara tilts her head back to give you a disapproving look.

"Anyways, we need to figure out which way to go."

The crowd is splitting up as guides head off down different roads, heading toward various sections of the excavated areas. You wonder if it would be a good idea to mill around with one of them.

"We have trouble..." Kiara suddenly grimaces.

"Trouble?"

"I was hoping she wouldn't find us..."

A few moments later and you hear a familiar voice.

"Heya big bro!"

>>18742833
Heya Sis. Didn't expect you to come visit me on vacation, how are Mom and Dad doing? Man would you look at that architecture.

Play a slightly surprised tourist who found his little sister on the other side of the world. While doing this, move the conversation to a more private area and ask what in the hell she is doing here.

You turn around to see the little blond girl, toothy grin ear to ear, hands on her hips. Dressed in a pink sweatshirt and short shorts, she doesn't exactly stand out from any of the whining children getting dragged around by their parents.

"You were pretty hard to find you know, good thing I brought him along." She gestures over to a young boy, probably about her age. Only by now you guess he's probably some ancient lighting wizard who had the tower of Babylon built so he could throw papyrus airplanes off of it.

"Damon." The young man with grey hair extends his hand, which you shake. "Expert tracker." He adds.

>talk/question/action?

>>18742886
Do
>>18742881
but add and you too little brother. And add Damon to the list of people we interrogate for answers.

"Jeez, mom and dad bringing you here when they know I'm on my honeymoon. Honestly." You act flabbergasted even as you pull the two kids toward the edge of the area, out of earshot of anyone else.

"Now what in Sam hell are you doing here?!"

"Well... Its a long story..." Sarna looks down at the ground, kicking at a pebble.

You lower yourself down, staring at her, clearly unamused.

"I have a lot of time."

"Its nothing much, really..."

"Sarna......"

"I guess I kinda got found out that I wasn't exactly... Following orders." She looks back up and smiles as though everything is cool, which it is decidedly NOT.

"So they're onto us?!"

"Huh? No not really, honestly! They just think I went AWOL is all!" She waves her hands in front of you as she tries to play it off.

"The hell did you do?!" You snarl.

"Its not my fault! This idiot here blew up a truck full of witch hunters out after him, and then they sent me to kill him so..." She looks at her feet sheepishly, "Well they had a camera that saw me..."

"Not killing me." Damon finishes for her. "Specifically the camera saw us having a picnic."

You double facepalm.

>Get work nearby dads place, welding big iron chunks together.
>Life is getting back together today!
>Finally get back to crashing place, past midnight
>Internet connection acquired, finally
>Missed games with friends, missed Z&W
>New thread
>ohgoody.jpg
>>18742886
>Lighting wizard of Babylon
>Lighting

Seems like my life got derailed again, because now I need to draw Disco Wizard and his Tower of Babylon boogie.

>>18742987
in b4 kiara turns them into goats out of irritation.

>>18742987
Welp.
I guess she is no longer viable as a spy

>>18742987
Start laughing like a madman. We'll I'm glad you found someone who you can have picnics and maybe long walks on the beach with. Now who in hell is this guy exactly?

>>18742999
All the roads of Z&W points to some sweet boogie old time

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8i46N2ZFPb0

>>18743017
Seconding

Should we fill them in on kiara?

>>18742987
"Well, no more inside source of information, that sucks, on the bright side I have a couple of extra people to watch my back."

"I suppose now would be a good time to get some idea of your actual skills..."

"Can either of you shoot a gun? Any special magic abilities not generally known? Do you have any resources financial or otherwise?"

then turn to Kiara "Well the honeymoon is over, we got kids now."

>>18743033
That is a very good question, given that both of them are kinda stuck on our side that is one impediment out of the way. I'd say yes and hope to hell that hearing the name "Ruin" or "Lady of the Grove" doesn't freak them out too much. Just a little bit of freaking. We're stuck together and everyone on the team knowing the other's skillsets and abilities is helpful for planning a proper op.

You start laughing, into your hands, louder and louder until you nearly draw attention to yourself.

"So let me get this straight. After all of this, you figured it was a good idea to somehow track me down on a separate continent..."

"Right!"

"...Despite the fact that the Order is going to be after you now..."

"Uh huh!" Sarna beams.

"...Why!?"

"Well its not like I exactly had any other place to go." The little witch frowns, looking back down at the ground.

"Two of them... Two of them..." Kiara is repeating, eyes closed as she rubs her temples.

"I'll apologize for her, it is my fault after all. I got a bit too careless tracking down officers and... Lighting them ablaze. They don't take too kindly to that." Damon bows his head.

"So who are you, exactly?" You ask, turning to the newcomer.

"Long story or abridged?"

"Short one."

"Wizard who specializes in tracking magic, four hundred years old, expert at evasion and sabotage."

"...Can you use a gun?"

"A gun? I suppose. But when you can melt people with light energy, a gun seems rather callous."

"He knows a lot about souls!" Sarna chimes in.

>>18742999
>Disco Wizard and his Tower of Babylon boogie

Glad to hear you found work again!

>>18743104
Weep with joy, give the kid a hug. We just found an operator wizard who is an expert in souls. This is Christmas, our birthday and Thanksgiving rolled into one single event.

Sarna, you are forgiven for bringing the art of not thinking things through to a new level by bringing this man to me.

>>18743104
"Hell of a lot lower key than showing up all over the magic grid though. You know about souls? I managed to steal a couple from some people who don't need them any longer and was wondering what to do with them, seems a little cold to just leave them trapped like they are and the last one I released went berserk."

"Well, hopefully I can find what I'm looking for here and we can escape before anyone manages to find us."

>>18743065
I suppose we should tell them. Though not here, somewhere where if they panic/overreact they will not draw attention to us.

Actually, ask Kiara what she thinks.

>>18743104
>acquire loli and shota witch, wat do?
probably go and explain what may actually happen fairly soon.

>>18743125
Work is always great. Now I just need to get used to the wire and mig they use. Some things are like night and day when comparing my previous experience and this job...

But, I got few hours before my shift starts, I need to find myself the charts the migs use and draw one cool disco lizard.

"About souls?" This perks you back up.

"Yeah! Lots! He's pretty smart!" Sarna pumps her fist.

"Sarna, for as stupid as it probably was for coming here, you're forgiven for now."

Kiara is staring out into the ruins, shaking her head. You ignore her for now.

"What do you know about souls?!" You grab Damon by the shoulders and shake him back and forth, "Tell me your secrets, boogie wizard!"

"That depends entirely what you want to know, that question is rather broad." The young boy says calmly despite the shaking.

"I have a few of them... In boxes. Can I do anything for them?" You release your grip.

"You have some? Well sure you can do something for them, those platinum containers are what makes them rage so much. Its actually pretty easy to placate them and keep them in a jar instead." He gestures down at his belt, which contains a few glowing orbs in glass cylinders.

"Those are souls? The shit, don't they give off radiation?!"

"When they aren't enraged? Some, but less than any complete magic user does anyways." Damon shrugs.

You stop for a moment and glance over at Kiara.

"Any thoughts?" You ask her mentally.

"Two of them... Two of them..."

"By the way, big bro." Sarna points over at Kiara, "Who is that?"

>wat say? also question/action?

>>18743267
let kiara answer herself

>>18743248
Glad you found some place to work, and it sounds pretty interesting. What are the iron chunks used for?

I feel ya on the job transition, it was a pretty big change when I got this one I have now.

>>18743267
"Kiara? just a witch I'm helping get back in one piece I think they called her the watcher?"

>>18743267
If I answer that question right now you are going to freak out. So what we are going to do is find somewhere quiet, isolated and private, I'm going to pick boogie wizard's brains for soul information and thank whatever twist of fate delivered him to me.

Then I will tell you who she is, you are going to have a reaction ranging from "holy shit" to "dead god no" and I'll roll my eyes. Kapeesh?

>>18743267
"Mommy who silently disapproves", or Kiara. She's jovial person who never pickers about anything, so ask anything you want. She is quite knowledgeable.

>>18743345
Deadpanning it seems like a good option.
Potential for hilarity is high

>>18743350
i approve of this whole heartedly.

>>18743336
They are parts of some bigger machines. This job will unfortunately last for a few months only, depending on the sales of the machines.

Not that I really care about it at this point... I think I'll crash with my dad, save everything I earn from this and then use rest of my laid off time with travelling around the world a bit and then get back to my aluminium job at the end of the year.

Maybe visit Japan again, find the author of Upotte and ask him what the hell what he was thinking when he made rk95tp...

"Yeah just a second, lets find somewhere that you can freak the shit out and not draw attention. Because you are going to freak out, and I'll just roll my eyes, kapeesh?"

"Pfft... You don't have to be this embarrassed about your girlfriend." Sarna smirks. Thankfully Kiara doesn't seem to have heard that.

You look around until you spot a lunch area which is deserted at this time of day, the food stalls closed already it seems. Some nice wooden tables you can sit down at.

"Over here."

After leading the two kids over, Kiara floating behind and looking like she's only half-there, you sit down on a bench seat and gesture for them to do the same.

"That, my little Mcfirefist, is Ruin." You gesture over toward Kiara, who is standing beside you.

The sucker that Sarna had stuck in her mouth falls to the ground, shattering into pieces.

"You're fucking kidding me." She stares.

"That's right. Ruin, THE Ruin. She who watches frogs, the heavyweight of the desert, the..."

Kiara silences you by pushing your face against the table.

"THE Ruin?" Sarna asks meekly, cowering as Kiara stares her down.

"Indeed, so you would do well to not annoy me, lest I unleash my wrath." Kiara scowls.

"Oi! Play nice." You poke Kiara in the back.

"So that means you're back, then? Excellent, I was wondering if I'd ever stand a chance of really stopping the Order." Damon smirks and nods curtly. "If the stories are even half true, I'd say that chance is pretty good now."

"Yeah she's great. Just ask her about her spectral goats sometime."

"I can't believe you've actually got her here... So you just need to find your body?" Sarna asks politely.

>talk/question/action?

>>18743472
Have you been in any of the /a/ or /k/ threads by chance? I've been lurking in those without my trip on and asked a Finnbro why she's an elf. Seems to be either the shape of the charging handle (straight and not curved like an AK) or that Tolkien based his Elf language on Finnish.

That show is seriously the highlight of the season for me, but I'm pretty much watching everything and its a damn good season.

Totally saving up my pennies for a PTR91 now. That or an Imbel FAL so my gf can be my BR raifu... But I'm leaning toward the PTR91 because I've used one before.

important actions!
Delegate everything soul related to Damon. He is now the lighting ray of hope in everything magically related, because Kiara, the mad Bowser boss of glitched Nintendoes, knows absolutely nothing.

NOTHING.

And then find way to Pompeii.

>>18743533
Yep, we currently just need her body, we're investigating here because this is where the Medici family was based and they were deeply involved in keeping the bodies of rended witches.

Once we get her body back and she gets her full mojo on then yeah, she can do whatever you've heard about in the stories, until that point she still is probably the most powerful magic user you'll ever meet. Make up funny nicknames for her, like the Darkness who Squeaks in the Night, she loves it when you do that.

Now, Boogie Magus, long story on who exactly you are and information. Little Miss Apocalypse here isn't as useful on that front. Tell me about witch souls, placating them, obtaining their help and most importantly the Order's tracking methods and how to avoid them.

>>18743636
Seconding this
>Make up funny nicknames for her, like the Darkness who Squeaks in the Night, she loves it when you do that.
Definitely seconding this.

>>18743568
Don't really lurk much of 4chan. Mostly visit /tg/, /diy/ and /3/ occasionally. /k/ is fun sometimes, but I'm not that much of a gun nut or even own a gun of my own.

Now, I'll churn out that wip of that disco Damon.

"Yeah and we'll stitch her up once we find it so she can finally get back to riding her broomstick around. Make up names for her, she loves that. Especially good ones like "She who squawks in the night"." Kiara cuts you off by holding your jaw, keeping it from moving.

"That's because containing souls didn't start until they did it to me, jerk." Kiara huffs.

"Glad to help in any way I can. Tired of living on the run." The young man nods.

"So Damon, you're my new go-to guy for soul stuff, because Ruin here, for as great as she is, knows shit all about them." You light up a cigarrette, which doesn't even draw a sideways glance because this is Europe and people here don't have a stick up their ass about it.

"I want to know more about placating souls, can I do it?" You ask as you exhale.

"As a non magic user? No, they don't speak any language, don't have a mind, really. Souls are more or less just emotion and energy. When you can sooth their emotions, you can calm them down and keep them like these. They aren't really useful out of those Order devices, but at least like this they aren't suffering."

"And you know all of this how?"

"From my travels and firsthand experience. I would hang onto the souls after killing off hunters, but didn't know what to do with them. After a few attempts at releasing them, I got one to calm down and persuaded it into a jar. Been looking for ways to get them back together with their minds and bodies ever since." Damon taps one of the soul jars affectionately.

"Well we can do that once Grazer of Fields here gets back together."

"Glad to hear it, and a pleasure to meet you, Ruin." Damon extends a hand, which Kiara makes no motion to shake.

"Call me Kiara, at least. Anyways, mortal, we don't have time to keep chatting."

"Right." You stand up from the table, "We're looking for something here, something the forerunners of the Medici family didn't want found and buried under ash."

"Interesting. I have to wonder why you haven't done much to shield yourselves though. I could sense your magic from a long ways off, but I'm more attune to it than even the best Order tech."

You put out a hand and stop Damon from getting up.

"Hold the fuck up. You can teach "Shredder of Peeps" here to stay hidden?"

"Completely? No, it isn't possible. But if you concentrate on the solar radiation already present in the environment, you can use it to drown out magical presence." Damon says as though it were common knowledge.

"Interesting, so than..." Kiara and Damon get into a talk, little of which you understand.

"See, told you he was smart." Sarna smirks.

"And you were right, but getting caught was still bad."

"Details." Sarna shrugs, seemingly worry-free.

"C'mon "Watcher of the men's shower", honeymoon is over, we've got kids now."

Kiara shoots you a look full of daggers, which may have actually contained daggers if this wasn't a public place. Two new members added to the party, you head toward the ruins of Pompeii once more.

>>18743847
>"That's because containing souls didn't start until they did it to me, jerk." Kiara huffs.
I assume this should infact come after the following

>"So Damon, you're my new go-to guy for soul stuff, because Ruin here, for as great as she is, knows shit all about them." You light up a cigarrette, which doesn't even draw a sideways glance because this is Europe and people here don't have a stick up their ass about it.

>>18743902
yeah I fudged it when I changed it around a bit.

>>18743827
Nice, I love your drawings. Is it hard to own a gun in Finland? Also has there been Upotte!! discussion on /tg/? Haven't seen any threads about it, but I've been innawoods all weekend sleeping outside and just had my phone which only gets reception on a high ridge out where I was, so I was mostly just on /k/ at night.

>>18743847
>>18743883
Curious how old the souls he has are.
We should also get the simplified version from Kiara about the shielding stuff. He said the enraged souls give off more radiation, but does the platinum do anything to reduce that? What about the ocean or our old Faraday cage? Is the sun just a big ball of teh majicks?

Also, if the boxes are really glowy we should take care of it right away, but we don't want them exploding in fire. Is his style of placation less flashy?

>>18743883
So Boogie Dude's 400, but can someone remind me how old Sarna is, and about how old they look? Did we ever get a firm age for Kiara?

>>18743883
Damon, you want some boxes? I picked them up not knowing what to do with them, I think they may find some peace with you. And thanks for educating Kiara on the magic thing, I was getting tired of having Order send Mig-28s with pilots plugged into Witches and Computers after me.

"Any idea what we're looking for here? I may specialize in tracking people, but I'm pretty good at finding other things as well." Damon asks.

"Yeah we have no idea, but we know something is here and the family that buried it deals a lot in witch bodies now so..." You shrug.

Sarna is busily darting around, the ADHD ball of energy she is. You aren't sure if it's an act or just the way she really is, either way, it helps you blend in. Just a dude showing his kids some historical shit.

"So you learn how to shield yourself a bit better?" You ask Kiara, who looks worn out, perhaps from dealing with the kids.

"A bit. It only works if the suns rays are present, so not at night or indoors very well. Thankfully the ozone layer is so depleted, it doesn't appear out of the norm when magic is used to increase solar radiation in an area. Apparently it messes with the Order tracking systems when combined with magic radiation, they don't really pick up on it unless they get really close."

"See, kids aren't all bad." You prod, reveling in her annoyance.

"Anyways Damon, can we transfer those souls into jars here? Or is it too flashy?"

>>18743984
sarna is the same age, may explain why they get along so well.

"Depends on how people here would react to pillars of fire and the like."

"So no..." You sigh, making a note to do it somewhere out of the way as soon as you get a chance.

"So how much radiation are those boxes giving off right now? Should we be worried? By the way, would a faraday cage or the ocean kind of block the tracking systems?" You ask the young lad.

"Enough to be noticed, likely, we won't want to leave them unattended or stay here for too long. As far as blocking the tracking, the faraday cage might work to an extent, until you get too close. The ocean does a good job, that's why the Order had the SOSUS put in."

"...SOSUS tracks magic?"

"Are you surprised?"

"Somehow...No."

You keep walking, making your way along behind a crowd of people all gawking at the ruins. You might find them interesting if you weren't on a mission.

"Trouble." Damon, Sarna, and Kiara all say at the same time.

You follow their gazes and in the distance, see four armed men standing beside an iron door laid into the side of a hill.

"Oh yeah, that isn't completely obvious or anything..." You groan, noticing their F2000 rifles and dark sunglasses, and you can guess that they've got some pretty baller earrings on as well. Even an idiot would know they aren't local military guys.

"So the Order must know something is here. Do they see us?"

"Not yet, but if we get too close, they will." Sarna says, peeking out around a group of tourists.

"Sitting out in the open like that... That isn't exactly Order standard operations... Could be a trap." Damon tells you with caution in his voice.

"Might be. Might also be our way in to something that they don't want people to see."

>talk/question/action?

>>18744163
Right you two get ice cream or something like that, keep an eye on those guys from a distance, look like a pair of siblings or lovebirds, I don't care which.

I'll circle around the area, see if there is more of them around the joint.

Kiara, could you X-Ray vision from the other side of the hill with the door in it and see if it leads anywhere interesting or am I going to have to do this the hard way.

>>18744163
Well the kids could probably make a decent distraction. Would they be detected as MUs, or could they get away with just arguing and making a scene?

Do we have other weapons on us, or just the Sig?

>>18744163
>>18744208
X-Ray vision would be neat, but it's probably platinum lined, and they might detect us. Let's scope out the area first and try to get an idea of what sort of structure it is, how far into the hill it goes, etc.

"You kids stay here, watch our backs for us in case shit goes south. I'm going to check it out."

"Don't do anything rash. I'd rather not have to reveal ourselves if we don't have to." Damon warns.

Though you might be a bit crazy for moving toward the Order guards, you figure either they are guarding something legit, or its a trap and you've been tracked here anyways.

Either way, you want to know what is behind those doors, so you get within fifty yards before pretending to read a placard, which is in Italian so you can't even if you wanted to.

"Don't suppose you can ghost on in there?" You ask Kiara.

"Surprisingly, I can. The door isn't platinum lined, I'll check it out."

Kiara floats ahead toward the entrance while you wish you had more on you than just the Sig, which won't fare well in a straight fight against rifles.

Sarna and Damon hung back a bit away from you, joking around either to blend in or because despite their age, they are still kids.

You wait anxiously, watching as Kiara slips through the door, disappearing out of your sight. You just hope they don't have some kind of ghost trap in there.

"They don't, mortal. This is also a long tunnel, heads deep into the old city from the look of it. I'm limited in my range so I cant investigate much further, but I don't think they're guarding it for no reason and it doesn't seem like a trap."

"Couple of Order guys getting slack on the job, eh? Seems like it might just be my lucky day." You smirk.

"There's an exhaust vent you could fit into at the top of the mound, but it looks like its rigged up with motion sensors."

"Is that the only other way inside?"

"From what I can see? Yes."

>action?

>>18744481
They wouldn't happen to have grenades would they?

If they do, have Kiara steal a pin.

>>18744481
It'll take less magic to mess with the sensors than deal with four guards. Probably. Kiara wouldn't be too fuddled by messing with new tech, would she?

>>18744481
What's the shape of the hill? Could we walk around it to let her go farther down the tunnel?

>>18744481
Can you fuddle with the magic sensors? Ask Damon if you need help with the subtleties of modern tech, he probably has experience with that. We can pop in, you can make sure there aren't any at the end of the tunnel and we'll advance from there.

"Right, well if you can mess with the sensors, I'd rather take that route instead of messing with guards. I'll try to get closer, give you a bit more range."

You make it look natural, wandering around a bit, pretending to check out different things in the ruins. After a few minutes, you take a seat on the slope of the hill at the base, on the opposite side of the guards.

"That help?"

"Slightly... I see the family crest down here, the old one. Lots of equipment, it appears that the Order has been doing some digging of their own. The tunnel goes on even further, but I can't keep going. This has got to be what we're looking for."

"Scramble the motion sensors, I'm coming down." You tell her as you start up the hill, keeping yourself out of sight.

You find the shaft that Kiara talked about, noticing its covered by a steel grate with thick bars.

"Got the sensors messed up?"

"Yes, mortal, now hurry up."

Making sure nobody is watching, you cock back your fist and give the bars a sound thumping. They cave under your enhanced strength, bending inwards until you open up enough of a hole to slip into.

The metal ventilation shaft is cramped and noisy, but Kiara didn't mention anyone down there, so you don't worry much about it.

After a few nasty twists and having to stop a large fan so you could get past it, you drop down to the floor of compacted ash and marvel at the sight.

You're on the street of the old city, buildings half sunken into the earthen walls, apparently not worth uncovering further. A ways ahead, you spot Kiara.

>>18744767
Stroll up to Kiara and faux-flirt. "Hey, what's a girl like you doing in a dingy place like this?"

Seriously, though, it's not like we know what the hell we're looking for here, so there's nothing to do but follow her lead, keep alert for approaching hostiles, and make awful jokes.

>>18744767
Follow her lead, have her scout out ahead of us to make sure there aren't any surprises.

Consider making bad spelunking jokes about exploring caves but think better of it.

Awesome, ancient Pompeii.

>>18744827
gotta go with this

"What's a nice girl like you doing down here? Headed my way? Got a nice ruined place we can go to."

"Har har. Took you long enough..." She grumbles as you catch up to her.

"Whatever, lets get whatever it is that's down here and get back out. I don't fancy getting trapped down here."

The two of you start back down the tunnel, bathed in florescent lights from the industrial fixtures above. It makes strange shadows off of pillars and partially exposed walls, quite eerie when you're underground.

"This way."

Kiara leads you to a more narrow tunnel, far less excavated than the one leading to it. Here the air grows stale, and you can taste the ambient dust in the air, ash stirred up around your feet as you walk.

"This is bizarre." You comment, reaching out to run your finger down a dirty column.

"When you're done sightseeing, mortal, let me know. The tunnel narrows up here, I think we're getting close."

Sure enough, it narrows even further, the ceiling mere inches from your head. Large drills sit around, most looking well oiled and ready to go. You get the feeling that this is a recent tunnel.

The most unnerving thing, more than anything else, are the plaster molds.

"People caught in the destruction, their outlines left for us to find."

Kiara ignores your history lesson.

Which you promptly forget about yourself as you stop in front of the massive marble structure, fully uncovered, filling up the entire tunnel as it opens up into a large area.

>seriously, captcha?

>>18744767
Can she contact the kids from here? It'd be nice to get some warning if we've been found out.

>>18744943
They should have sent a poet. Gawk for a bit then get back to work.

Nice building they got here, looks important, they might have security measures, mind checking that out?

>>18743933
Don't know if /tg/ has noticed it, since I was without internet for little over a week.
All I've seen talked about are the Cthulhu parody and Jormungand.

Don't really have time to make a tower or model Damon properly...
So it's lighting wizard during friday nights.

"This is it, has to be."

"Not going to argue that, mortal. Lets check it out."

"Anything other than us down here?"

"A few fiends, but nothing else."

Keeping a hand on your Sig in case of any surprises, though Kiara hasn't picked up on any, you press forward. The inside of the building has been cleared out as well, though a lot of ash still sits in piles around the marble floor.

Everywhere you look, you can see the family crest, the old crest. No doubt about it, they were here once.

"This is some crazy shit..." You marvel, picking up a bronze chalice, still covered in ash.

There are a lot of rooms, and most are full of things, remnants of the city life before the event. Amphorae lining some walls, marble sculptures, a few mosaics on the floors.

"Pretty." You notice as you brush one off, revealing a hunting scene, complete with half naked women with spears and all manner of beast.

"Mortal..." Kiara looks back at you, and you notice what she's standing over. A large door set into the floor. Its construction of meticulously decorated metal, which is shiny enough that you can take a guess. The door is barred from outside, with massive iron bars across it.

"What is it?" You ponder, looking down at it.

"No idea." Kiara shakes her head.

You gaze over the quite beautiful engravings, though much of it is too covered in ash to make out.

Both you and Kiara jump when a large, booming knock shakes the door from the inside, rustling ash. It pounds, again and again, growing louder.

>wat do?

>>18745106
Find some cover and draw the Sig. Kiara, you can't go through the door but maybe you can see what's on the other side by going around it, hopefully it's not a platinum box, if it is then we know that this is probably what we're looking for.

>>18745106
Wrap something around hand. Knock back.

Establish rapport with potential eldritch monster.

>>18745106
"Nobody's home."

Then prepare for minotaur.

>>18745073
>Cthulhu parody

Hah, I want to see a /tg/ Haiyore! Nyaruko-san thread.

Love the drawing as always, especially the effects like the hair and the white around the arm. Going to have to make Damon a pro dancer now for sure.

>>18745163
We've had a few of those in the past week.

It's actually much better than I feared.

Looks like this place was either uncovered, or magically preserved.

Wouldn't it be something if one of the roman magi was down here?

>>18745106
save the obviously locked witch indide of course.

>>18745181
The threads or the show? The show has some potential if it doesn't just turn into a generic harem.

"Nope, I don't like it." You nope, drawing your Sig and aiming at the door.

"It certainly wasn't what I had expected." Kiara adds, still looking quite alarmed.

The knocking continues for a few moments, before stopping.

"Any idea what the fuck it is?"

"Through that? How would I?" She fumes.

Taking a chance, you strip off your shit and wrap your hand in it. This you use, cautiously, to knock on the metal door. Two firm, solid knocks.

Which are answered by a flurry of beatings from the far side of the door, so strong that they shake it in its frame.

"I don't think its friendly..." You turn toward the witch.

"We've come too far to turn back now, get the door open. If its not friendly, I'll incinerate it."

Ever so gingerly, you slowly slide out the steel bars stopping the door, one by one, until you've cleared them all.

"Are you ready?"

Kiara nods.

And the door is blown outward from inside as a beast unlike anything you've ever seen lurches forth. In its wake, a shimmering powder that quickly fills the stale air.

"Cyclops?" You gawk, before it sends you skidding backwards with a powerful fist to your face.

As you land, you notice Kiara, slumped on the floor, clutching her head.

>action?

>>18745382
Does our weapon happen to have an underslung grenade launcher? because if so I think it's time we learn how well mythical creatures stand up to shrapnel.

>>18745382
Platinum powder most likely.
We either grab kiara and move out of the area, or try and take it on our own.

I vote grab her and move

>>18745382
The show, I've been with you since you started HLQ, the author actually knows their Cthulhu Mythos which was a nice surprise.

Shit, platinum dust probably. Pop some shots into its eye while we get distance and hopefully away from the anti-magic chaff.

>>18745382
Throw down with this punk ass.

Shoot him in his big stupid single eye.

>>18745382
We wrap our hands in our shit? Goddammit Papa, that's just nasty.

I assume you mean shirt.

Yay... Witch-repellant, now in new air-freshener flavors "impending doom strawberry" and "black ice that nobody can fucking handle".

Get Kiara away from the cloud, we don't want Last to drop dead because Kiara can't handle that fucking black ice in the air.

>>18745382
The lead, give it wings

Aim for the eye. seemed to serve Odysseus well enough

Got Flares/Flashbangs?
See how it likes bright lights after centuries in the dark.

>>18745382
>Powdered platinum

Note to self: Avoid Order brand flashbangs at all costs.

>>18745433
I wish Lovecraft was still around so that he could weigh in on the show. I hope ep2 has more mythos stuff to it.

>>18745451
Yeah..........................hue

>>18745382
HABLA ESPANOL?

>>18745382
We shouldn't actually need to move Kiara, since as I understand it she's not properly substantial. I take her physical interaction with us and the environment to just be simulated, either purely visually or through exerting force when she hits us, say.
Us, however, we need to get the fuck out of there. Hopefully while shooting the ugly fuck.

"Well fuck you too. you dick." You grit your teeth as you stand back up. Kiara toughening you up seems to have done just that. The beast has forearms thicker than your torso, by any right, that would have killed you if you were just a regular guy.

With little time to debate, you do the only thing you can think of and level the Sig. Working the trigger fast, you send a flurry of .357sig at the beast's singular eye. One round connects and the cyclops bellows, furious, batting at the air around it as it searches for you.

As the monster fumes, you dash toward Kiara and scoop her up in one arm, continuing to shoot at the beast as you head toward the more narrow tunnel. The cyclops will be too large to follow you through it. You hope.

The witch in your arms hangs limp, eyes closed.

"Kiara!" You shout, giving her a shake, to which she doesn't react.

You set her down on her back and shake her again, trying to rouse her.

"Idiot... Your skin..." She groans.

You realize that there is a lot of silvery powder clinging to you, which is the issue here.

Hastily you begin to shake it off, using your shirt to rub as much off as you can. With each brush and each blow, Kiara seems to perk up a bit. After a few moments of hurried activity, she's at least sitting up.

"I certainly hadn't expected THAT!" She snarls, looking tired and now VERY aggravated.

"Pretty nasty trick, yeah. You alright?"

"No. Thankfully it wasn't a large amount, but it's still draining my power."

Desperately thinking for a few seconds, you remember a bit of what you learned in school. Drills like the ones used down here are water cooled. Sure enough, when you shoot one of the large hoses, it spews out a jet of ice cold water. Despite the frigid temperature, you quickly hose yourself off, doing your best to rid yourself of any residual platinum.

"It isn't perfect, but it's good enough for now."

You look back into the area beyond, trying to spot the Cyclops. Only now you see nothing, nor can you hear it.

"Its hiding, and with all the platinum in the air, I can't sense it." Kiara says angrily.

>action?

>>18745759
Find something spear-like and issue a challenge.

Am I the only one that kinda wants to let the cyclops loose, if not just to see how the news portrays it? Also it'll give conspiracy-bro a boner.

>>18745759
I'd rather not collapse the building on it and walking in there is a bad idea.

Can you translate to Cyclopese, I'd like to insult its mother.

>>18745759
Could you kick up a storm?
Not literally of course, just get the air swirling and blow the platinum dust out of our path?
And thouh it is unlikely, any chance of reasoning with it?
And what can you tell us about it?

>>18745778
Oh, I like that. Might be hard with the tunnel, though. Maybe have Kiara noclip around a bit more and see if there's another way out for it.

Whoo, Papa's back! and a new Z&W
>>mfw

>>18745868
I was in the last Nodquest but on my phone and the IP it gave me on campus was B& for "Underage posting on /soc/", I shit you not.

>>18745903
When that happens to me, I just switch the phone off and on again. Seems to work.

Or connect to the campus internet

>>18745903
Thats weird, that never happens to my phone when I browse 4chan at my school, maybe cuz I always turn off my wifi and use the 3G setting. Ah well, I'm glad you were there for that NQ

>>18745925
Yeah I was on the campus internet. The connection inside the building is basically nil from the towers, so you pretty much have to. Never get enough of a break to go outside since I'm always scrambling to get to my next class which is in two conjoined buildings with an airway that I go through.

Tried to post from the 3g connection but it just kept failing. Only have one class with a window and its my first one of the day, sucks because its dark in the morning when I arrive and dark when I start to head home.


"So what the fuck is that thing?"

"Exactly what you think it is, a cyclops. I'm surprised there are any left, the Greeks did a number on them back in the day. They aren't exactly people-friendly." Kiara stares out into the chamber beyond, looking for it.

"Can I talk it down?"

"Talk? To a Cyclops? To the best of my knowledge, which is extensive, they can't even talk to each other, let alone a human."

"If we want back in, can you blow away the platinum dust?"

"Now that I know its there? Yes, that's child's play." Kiara nods.

Which just leaves you with a decision.

[ ] Release the cyclops

[ ] Kill/subdue it so you can investigate unhindered

>>18746041
Kill it, no reason to bring risk to innocent civilians.

>>18746041
>[x] Kill/subdue it so you can investigate unhindered
It's not really fair to unleash it on the tourist group

>>18746041
Their are innocent people outside, and the kids wouldn't know what the fuck.

Take the cyclops down.

>>18746041
Tempting, but there are innocent people around and shit.

Plus we Odysseus now. Kill that sucka.

>>18745416
Sig with grenade launcher.

"Just for home defense, I swear!"

>>18745977
[ ] Release the cyclops
Perhaps this thing can be reasoned with, although if it does anything funny, we'll just stab it's eye with a heated stake and say nobody did it
>>captcha demands me to type diamonds?!
The hell is wrong wit you captcha?

>>18746099
I'd stick a grenade launcher on my vacuum cleaner if I thought I could.

Kill it. Absolutely no reason to release a murderous, unthinking monster. It'll just get killed and make a whole lot of powerful people very nervous/curious.

It's like screaming to the BS "HERE WE ARE COME GET US."

>>18746041
"Really glad for these physical boosts, by the way. Pretty sure they saved both of us back there- very nice work."

[x] Kill/subdue it so you can investigate unhindered

>subdue

And leave of the order to deal with.

Hue.

>>18746119
>can be reasoned with

>"They can't even talk to each other, let alone humans."

At least read the posts before making suggestions.

"Well guess I'll have to take it out. Thanks again for the boosts, by the way. Pretty sure they saved our asses back there."

"You're welcome?"

"Now blow out the dust from this wet cave and I'll put my gun to use." You grin as you reload the Sig.

"..."

With a sigh, Kiara turns back toward the expanse and closes her eyes. A fast wind whips up suddenly, strong enough that you actually have to brace yourself into it to not be blown over.

You can see the sparkling dust being churned up from the floor and blown across to the far wall of the cavern, far from being able to affect you and subsequently, Kiara.

"That should do it, now I can sense it. It's waiting for you to come back into the building."

"Alright, so I'll just..."

With a flick of her wrist, Kiara brings a large section of the structure toppling down, collapsing columns. You have to clamp your hands over your ears to deaden the sound.

"Thanks for the warning..." You groan.

"I'm tired of waiting, I want to know what is inside down there."

"So did you kill it?" You ask as you follow behind Kiara, still holding your Sig.

"No, I trapped it. I figure we leave it as a parting gift to any Order that come here after us." She smirks devilishly.

"You evil bitch, I like the way you think." You grin back.

Inside the building once more, you head back toward the door set into the floor, until you and Kiara pause above its dark entrance. Peering down, you can't see anything inside the black depths.

>>18746247
I suppose I should explain by reasoning I mean completely taking over it's mind/brainwashing it to serve our needs, then maybe kill it when it's usefulness has been expended

"Damn yo! This is wack shit, Jackie! WACK SHIT!" Tucker yells as he leaps up from the entrance.

Jackie Chan follows closely, a bicycle wheel attached to his wrist by a pair of handcuffs.

"No troubbrru!!" He replies as he jumps up as well, the unconscious girl in his arms and the hope diamond around his neck.

Thirty seven Scorpion Kings follow in close pursuit, each of them laying down an impressive volume of fire with twin linked 240s.

Jackie spins around to deliver a series of blows with the steering wheel and a conveniently placed roman folding chair.

All of you hop on some spectral goatbears and ride to the surface, carried by a wave of Zaku-II's.

>>18746267
Well, we have a lighter. Let's go!

>>18746335
I like where this is going

>>18746267
Well Kiara can probably get us some light. We should probably be more focused on getting in and out quickly than trying to stay quiet at this point.

>>18742169
Why does this keep taking my name out I'll never know

>>18746267
Kiara, night vision ENGAGE. If you can't do that a bit of light would be nice.

Thankfully the entrance has a nice set of large marble stairs leading down. Kiara summons a palm full of fire, which illuminates the narrow corridor. The walls are decorated with faded mosaics and paint.

"Surprised there isn't any Cyclops shit all over..."

"There would be, if this place wasn't as full of magic as it is." Kiara tells you quietly, her eyes darting around in the flickering light.

"So what is this?" You ask as you step into a large, circular room.

All around, staring at you and illuminated from behind, are roman death masks.

"Yeah this isn't creepy as shit or anything..."

"I'm not sure, but whatever it is, I'd say THAT is what it was built for." She points toward a large cylinder basin set into the floor.

You approach cautiously, noticing that the basin is full of water that shimmers in the firelight.

"All of this for a roman birdbath? Color me disappointed."

"I don't think that's just ordinary water..." Kiara says, eying the pool.

"Should I try giving it a drink?"

"Depends, it might be interesting. I've never seen a mortal ingest highly infused magical water before." She frowns and give you a disapproving look.

"Magic water? What kind of magic water?" You ask, leaning in close to peer at it. "Looks pretty damn normal to me."

"Ah, so one would think. " A voice echoes through the chamber, stopping your conversation with Kiara flat.

The water begins to ripple, growing more and more tepid and violent as it rises from the basin. You watch, awestruck, as it begins to form into the shape of a man.

"Not all of us are lucky enough to ascend into immortality, but those without the ability... We sometimes find a way to... Cheat." The water says, actually having formed lips.

>question/talk/action

>>18746614
Kiara, you know this watery visage?

Nicely done water face, how long have you been practicing that conversation opener, it was very well timed I must admit.

Who are you and why did you choose immortality in a birdbath, underground, where nobody comes?

>>18746614
"If I pissed on you, would that become part of your body?"

>>18746614
ask who he is, and see if he's friendly, or just another obstacle

"Any idea who the talking dasani is?" You ask Kiara, jerking a thumb at the water.

"None." She shakes her head.

"Ah, my first guests in so long and you're this rude eh? Don't worry, that makes you my kind of people." The water laughs, which sounds like someone laughing underwater.

"So if I pissed in you, would you turn yellow?" You grin.

"Can't say I haven't thought about that to be honest, but I'd rather have her do it." The water points at Kiara, before laughing again.

"Yeah good luck with that, she attacked me with goats just to make me take a shower. So who are you and why are you a water ghost in a Roman birdbath?"

"Me? Well I suppose you can call me Faustus. As to why I'm down here, it certainly wasn't a fate I chose."

"Right, so why are you buried under a dozens of feet of volcanic ash?" You fold your arms.

"Because what I know is poison, and my family does not like poison in its veins. Hard to kill that which you have made undying, much more simple to bury it deep and pray it is forgotten." The water laughs again.

"Boy, if you've come here to get back at my family for some way they've wronged you in the past, you've come to the right man."

>>18746815
That family wouldn't be the Medici, would it? If so, share that insipid poison you have and we'll shove it up their ass.

>>18746815
I like this fountain guy. We should pour some liquor into him later.

>>18746815
Assuming it's the Medicis I do want to shove a rake up their ass, and twist it around. Mainly I'm looking for tall, dark and witchy here's body, got any idea where they store important witch cadavers?

I'm guessing you're the one the legend of Faust is based on, did you actually sell your soul to the devil?

You're a man without a plan, specifically a man with little else besides a piece of shit Volvo semi and a load of cargo you need to deliver.

Well, that was before you ate a few bad burritos and wound up with some crazy chicas in your head.

"Tijuana, mang? No this isn't Tijuana you crazy puta!" Isabella shouts to the new voice.

"Wha?! Oh no! Where am I?!"

"You're like, in this lazy gorda's head an shit mang."

"Hey, I'm not that fat..." You speak up as you change lanes.

"Face it homes, you're fat as a motherfucker dawg. You need to lay off of the burritos and eat like, a salad mang!" Isabella chides. "Anyways, who are you?"

You frown, you really aren't THAT fat, kinda just pudgy. At least you're strong to go along with it.

"Me? I'm Celia, who are you?" The new, meek voice asks quietly.

"Me mang? I'm Isabella, greatest witch in the whole world mang."

Your stomach growls and you nearly reach for another burrito, before thinking better of it. Two crazy voices in your head is too many for you. Your mama would never let you leave the church if she knew you had two voices in your head.

>talk/question/fiesta

>>18746960
Shrug, figure it's just some serious fucking acid flashbacks and keep driving. We've seen some weird shit in our day, and found the best way to deal is to just roll with it.

>>18746815
>talking to dr. faustus
YES! SO MUCH WIN!

>>18746960
Maybe we should go find a padre to exorcise these chicas. We can't lay off the burritos forever. They're just too tasty.

Figuring it best to just ignore the voices, keep driving, and hope they go away, you put your mind to task. Cargo isn't going to deliver itself.

Everything is going smoothly, other than Isabella picking on Celia and nagging you constantly. You try a set of earplugs, but they do nothing.

"Yo mang, we got like, company and shit dawg!" Isabella warns, right before the semi to your left draws even with you.

A man in dark shades looks over at you, his face blank, his ears adorned with some really nice shiny earrings.

"Its the policia! The Order mang! Can't this hooptie go any faster mang?!?" Isabella shouts, Celia freaking out without actually saying any tangible words.

To be honest with them, no, your Volvo pretty much tops out at 80 or so new, and this one is far from it.

You see the man reach down to his seat and the next second later, level a PGO 12ga right at your window. You slam on the brakes just in time for the buckshot to miss, but one of the balls bounces across your hood.

"Shit mang! Its no time to like, play around mang! Do something!" Isabella yells loud enough to make you wince.

>action?

Wear the Mask. Become the Lucha.

>>18747101
We're in a bigger truck than them, it's heavy and full of shit. Jerk to the left and run the fuckers off the road, no one interferes in our deliveries.

>>18747101
Take out Gat, proceed to pop caps.

While you aren't known for being violent, at the same time...

No one messes with your cargo.

No one.

The next second, you draw even again, and the Order hunter looks over once more. But this time, he seems shocked.

Probably because you've slipped on your lucha mask. Which is basically Mexican code for "I'm about to fucking ruin your day, mang." as Isabella so eloquently puts it.

Which is exactly how it goes down.

The Volvo may be a piece of shit in a lot of ways, but its still, at the end of the day, a Volvo. Which means it's more or less a Swedish tank.

You jerk the wheel hard, whipping the trailer to the right, before sending it back to the left violently. The heavy metal side slams hard into the other truck, which is far too light to even have a hope of staying on the road.

You watch through the eye holes of your mask as the man in his truck go sailing off the side, rolling down into the median where it finally stops on it's roof.

"You mang, that was pretty badass. But you're still fat, homes." Isabella pipes up.

>and I'm turning in for the night, class all day tomorrow and work the evening shift after. Next thread will probably be thursday but I'll post it to twitter when I know for sure.

>>18747262
YES! IT IS YOU THAT I LOVE! WE ARE THE SHARK OF THE LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND!

>>18747262
Night Papa, good thread tonight thanks.

>>18747262
Luchador! Fuck yes. We gonna kick some Order ass right out of the ring.

>>18747262
A most excellent thread Papa, here's some sweet Valentine jubblies for your troubles (and yeah, as you can tell I love Skullgirls)

>>18747310
>>18747309
>>18747303
>>18747277
Night all, glad you enjoyed it. Here, have some Executive Outcomes, where everyone gets a PKM

>>18747341
Oh before I forget, new NQ this wednesday at 4

What is this new stuff? Are we having flashbacks or is it just random stuff tossed in?

>>18747501
Trucker & Witch Quest

Purely for laughs. So far.

>>18747501
Still in the present, really wanna finish up this shiner "saga" since to me it's gone on long enough. More flashbacks will happen in future threads though