>>23011151
Hug him. This might be the last time we ever see him, for one reason or another. There's no shame in family.

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>>23011185
You turn to your father and hug him tightly.
"I will be proud of you whatever happens, my son. You would make a fine God."
You nod to him, barely holding back the manliest of tears.

This better be archived in eight hours, OP, cause I have to go to work.

>>23011261
(hopefully it will if it picks up some players)

>>23011222
Walk out into the sand. It's time to either become a god or die a good death.

>>23011278

Seconded. Ain't nothing to do but go out there with our spears and kick some ass.

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>>23011278
You walk out on to the sands, the blood soaked in to the ground is warm beneath your bare feet, and the fierce wind sweeps your hair to the side.
Cotlatl, your closest friend for years approaches you.
"Brother, the Gods decree that we fight each other as proof of our worthiness. I can think of no spear more worthy to pierce my heart than yours, and I would be proud to offer you a warrior's death."
He clasps your arm tightly, you see a tear roll from his eye, but his expression remains stony as ever.
>Wat say/do

>>23011336
"You are my brother, now and always. I will make your death proud, and know that you shall do the same for me."

Then pull him into an embrace, then get to fighting.

>>23011375
>"You are my brother, now and always. I will make your death proud, and know that you shall do the same for me."
You pull him to you and embrace him for the last time, there may be no quarter in the proving.
You step back from each other and assume fighting stance, your muscles relaxing in to the familiar way of the moment before battle.
You know Cotlatl to be a supremely skilled fighter with cudgel and axe. This fight will be won with blood and sweat or not at all.
>Roll 1d20

Rolled 7

>>23011420
Stab him in the throat!

Rolled 18

>>23011420
Keep him at a range, force him to move recklessly if he wants to try to get past our spear points.

(I accept the highest of the first two rolls)

Rolled 4

>>23011420
Defensive stance! Use the superior reach of the spears to your advantage!

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>>23011442
He comes in low, moving like a serpent towards you, his cudgel aimed at your knees.
His blow is not swift, and you flow around it like water.
You lash out with your spear, a flash of obsidian and a crimson fountain follow as your left spear bites deep in the flesh of Cotlatl's cudgel arm.
He grunts and makes another wild swing to ward you off as he disengages.
He smiles at you, and flings his axe with his other arm.
>roll 1d10

Rolled 9

>>23011513
BLOOD

Rolled 6

>>23011513

Dodge, stay out of reach, strike again.

So, to 'please' the Gods, the Aztecs had to sacrifice their Chieftain, sacrifice a lot of people to get Xenos, have some if their best warriors kill each other, then fight the aforementioned Xenos, which can't have gone well for the warriors?

How long until they go Schwarzenegger on them?

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>>23011552
You turn on your heal and let yourself fall backwards, rotating as you do.
The axe blade passes you by, so close that you can see the carving you inscribed on the blade the day you gave it to him as the gift that sealed your friendship.
You turn and use your momentum to lash out again with your spear.
Grunting with the pain of hefting his injured arm, Cotlatl parries your blow with a strike of his own, and your spear haft splinters before the brute force of the impact.
Out of the corner of your eye, you note that all eyes have turned to your combat
The first among the Gods appears to be descending the steps.
>roll 1d20
>you now have only one spear and your knife

Rolled 17

>>23011627
BLOOD AND THUNDER! Stab him in the thigh!

Rolled 15

>>23011627
Either keep him at range with the spear or move in too close for him to properly swing the club with the knife.

>>23011552

FOR THE BLOOD GOD

>>23011513

Slip up somehow but counter beautifully.

Rolled 6

>>23011627

Pin one arm with the spear, drive your knife up through his stomach into his heart. Bonus points if you pull the heart out.

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>>23011663
His swing has overbalanced him, you see his teeth gritted against the pain of his arm.
He takes a moment to try and switch his cudgel to his uninjured arm, and with the speed of a jaguar, you pounce.
Your spear bites deep in to the flesh of his leg, and a warm, thick spray of arterial blood is the result.
Cotlatl falls to his knees before you
"You fought like a God born my brother, this wound is mortal."
He looks at you and nods, bowing his head
"Finish it, friend." he whispers.
The first among the Gods stands behind him, a towering figure of muscle, you sense his gaze upon you. He is simply watching.
>Your action

>>23011727
Finish him off quickly, then turn to face the God

Rolled 11

>>23011727
Cut his heart out while he still lives, then hold it aloft. Give him the honorable death he deserves, for he is our brother, and we love him.

Rolled 5

>>23011727

Finish him with honour. Preferably of the heart removing sort if that's actually appropriate.

>>23011727
Thank him for his friendship throughout the years, then stab spear through heart. The death a warrior deserves.

>>23011752
This.

Rolled 7

>>23011755
>>23011752

Both of these.

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You nod to him, and plunge your knife in to his chest, twisting it open, and with all the strength you can force in to your arms you reach inside and tear out Cotlatl's heart.
>"Goodbye, brother." you whisper to him, as his final breath rattles out and he falls backwards, a smile on his face.
You stand, and hold the heart aloft. You scream with all of the primal rage you could feel.
Your closest friend is dead, and you hold his heart.
The God responds to your scream with one of his own, so powerful you feel it as a physical force, resonating deep within your chest.
It motions for you to approach.
>Your action

>>23011797
Approach. Kneel. Offer heart.

>>23011809
This works.

>>23011797

Approach. Kneel. EAT heart.

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>>23011809
>>23011813
You walk towards it as it begins to unclasp its helmet. Steams of mist shoot from cables as they detach, and it carefully, perhaps ceremonially removes the mask.
You stare upon the face of your God, kneel before him, and offer up the heart of your friend.
He takes it from your hand and kneels down to your level, lifting your head with his other hand.
He dips his talon in to the blood of the heart and paints a symbol upon your cheek.

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>>23011867
It places one hand upon your shoulder and stands, you rise with it.
He reaches around and produces a strange, double headed spear from a clasp on his back, handing it over to you.
>wat do/say

>>23011896
Just stand and look upon the face of a god. No need to sully this moment with words.

>>23011896
Take spear, stare in awe.

>>23011896
Nod solemnly and give nonverbal thanks for the great gift your gracious god has bestowed upon you.

>>23011896
Take the spear, and salute our people. I think this is the last time we're going to see them

>>23011915
>>23011920
this

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>>23011904
>>23011914
>>23011915
>>23011920
You take the spear in your hands, and at the press of a clasp it extends to full length.
The balance is perfect, it's light as air, yet strong and unyielding as obsidian and warm to the touch.
Your God kneels above the corpse of Cotlatl, and closes his eyes with two taloned fingers.
It turns to you and speaks, "To slay a brother is a hard thing, is it not, warrior?"
It's voice is deep and guttural, like the growl of a panther mixed with the voice of a man.
>Wat say/do?

>>23011982
"To be without him is hard. To have given him a good death it easy."

>>23011982
"Harder than facing down a thousand jaguars, my lord. But its fights like these that see us stronger for having survived them"

>>23011991
>"To be without him is hard. To have given him a good death is easy."
It looks up from Cotlatl at you
"Ah, so behind that fire in your eyes lies wisdom. This is good, you can be moulded in to something yet greater. Do you wish to become that?"
>your response

>>23011991
I like this over >>23012024

>>23012048
"Yes."

>>23012048
"I am honored to be seen as worthy. I accept"

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>>23012067
You look him in the eyes and simply say
>"Yes."
It lets loose another howl, so fierce and strong that you think to feel the ground shake beneath you and the pyramids themselves topple.
The other Gods around the proving grounds move forward and stop the fighting of the other warriors around the field.
"We are Yautja, and soon, you will be one of us."
He relaxes, as though a great weight has been lifted from his monolithic shoulders.
"He is chosen!" It bellows
Your people turn toward you, shouting and cheering their congratulations. You see your father stood beside Apletl, your brother by birth in the crowd, both applauding and screaming as hard as they can.
"Now we celebrate, enough of death." it says to the crowd, to yet more cheering, and as one, the Yautja remove their masks and clip them to their belts.
>Wat say/do?

>>23012144
Smile at our family, then the crowd, while holding the spear aloft.

Rolled 18

>>23012144
Heft spear in air victoriously.
Hug father.
Party our ass off for the last time.

>>23012144
Celebrate, feast, but stay seriousa little bit, since it will be the last time we'll see them as we are

>>23012144
Hell yeah, its time for a feast!
>>23012173
>>23012182
aww, you guys beat me to my suggestion

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>>23012182
>>23012173
You hold the spear aloft and smile to the crowd
He turns to you and says "I am the one you call Tezcatlipoca, I will send for you. Go now, and be with your people for the last time."
You approach your father and brother, the crowd parts before you.
>wat say/do?

>>23012244
Hug them. We're not afraid of our emotions.

>>23012244
"Tomorrow, I go to become a warrior for the gods. Tomorrow, who I am will no longer exist. Today though, I celebrate the life that led to this day! Today, I celebrate who I will become!"

Hug family. Commence party mode!

>>23012244

First, hug family. Second, make a speech. Third, find alcohol. Fourth, find women with loose morals to associate with. Fifth, associate with them in a carnal fashion.

>>23012364
>loose morals
You mean HIGHLY DEVOUT. What could be more moral than getting knocked up by the man who becomes a god tomorrow?

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>"Tomorrow, I go to become a warrior for the gods. Tomorrow, who I am will no longer exist. Today though, I celebrate the life that led to this day! Today, I celebrate who I will become!"
"I could never be more proud, my brother, nor more jealous."
Apletl is covered in blood, he too, fought his proving well it seems.
Your father appears to be beyond words for the moment, he holds you close as he did when you were but a boy.
-
The feast that followed was the grandest thing you had ever seen.
The food seemed endless, as though the favour of the Gods had provided. Strange meats that you have never before encountered, from animals that you did not recognize, all the more delicious for their unfamiliarity.
The young women of the tribe drape themselves around you and compete for your attention, that is, all but Citlali, the girl with whom you've played since childhood, your earliest and closest friend.
She simply stares solemnly in to the fire, drawing shapes in the dust.
>Your actions

>>23012420
Kill and eat her.

>>23012420
IF I'M NOT DICKING THIS BITCH THIS NIGHT, I AIN'T DICKING HER EVER.

Romance tiem.

>>23012420
Take her to bed this night. Leave her with child.

>>23012450
>>23012451
This.

>>23012438
Dude, what are we, savages?

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>>23012420
Your father speaks up, sitting next to you
"My son, I don't quite know what to say to all of this. I had thought that our family honour was lost the day I became to old to fight, and die a true warrior's death, but now you honour us more greatly than we could imagine. No father has been prouder, and I will miss you more than a foolish old man's words can say."

Wait didn't the girls get to fight in the god competition? Aren't female Yautja bigger and more dangerous than the males?

>>23012474
"I wouldn't be the man I am today without you."

>>23012475
yes they are

>>23012420
Time for last-minute romance.

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>>23012451
>>23012473
You have both known since childhood that you were in love. There were times when you considered the life of an outsider to be with her.
But as it turned out, fate dictated that you would be a warrior, and the life of a young warrior is an uncertain thing. You both kept your feelings hidden knowing that you could die any day without warning.
But the knowledge that you leave tomorrow, without doubt, gives you both courage.
You leave the party with Citlali, and to the cheers of the tribe, take her to your tent.
You let yourself feel for her, as you have denied for so long.
You awake the next morning, she lies beside you, her breath hot against your chest, your heart heavy with the knowledge that soon you leave.
>Wat say/do?

>>23012475
There are many female warriors, and they did indeed fight
Citlali is simply not a warrior

>>23012538
Kiss her. Leave her knowing that you loved her and that any other man is merely the man she settled for.

>>23012538
Give one last kiss and say "If ever you feel sad that I am gone, look to the night sky and know that I will be looking back at you"

>>23012538
Fuck her again, just in case she's not pregnant yet. Let's try to leave behind descendents.

>>23012572
This, good bittersweet moment. SECONDED!

>>23012572
YUSS

I think we've got the "Going to Space" checklist complete.
-Say bye to family.
-Eat and drink to excess
-Ensure continuation of our genetic code on Earth*

*Screw someone.

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>>23012572
Your wake her with a kiss
>"If ever you feel sad that I am gone, look to the night sky and know that I will be looking back at you"
She stirs and whispers
"Our son will hear tales of the great man his father was. I hope you come back to me one day."
You hear clamouring outside, and one of the Yautja enters your tent.
It points at Citlali and simply says "Tribute."
>What say/do?

>>23012658
Depends on her reaction. I'm leaning towards standing and saying, "No."

if she is with child we should let our brother know to take care of the child as his own.

>>23012658
"What do you mean? I have just ensured that my bloodline is secure, so that you may have more great warriors in the future. I implore you to choose someone else".

>>23012698
Not just that but a big ol fuck no!
"She is the one who will bear my sons I cannot let her become Tribute."
Might be skirting the edges of HERESY! here but damnit we are not letting our nookie get face rapped or gutted like a fish!

>>23012658
Citlali whimpers and pulls tight to your chest
"B..bbut I am not a priestess! Why me? I... I don't understand!"
She's trying not to cry, unsuccessfully
The Yautja steps in to the tent proper, and stands there motionless, you hear the strange clicking sound, like the purring of a jungle cat coming from behind its mask.
>Wat say/do?

>>23012698
>>23012658
"No, I have lost half my heart yesterday, I will not lose the other today."

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>>23012658
Oh HELL NO!
Okay, calm down...maybe 'tribute' doesnt mean something as bad as I'm thinking.
Stand up and say "This one bears my child. Surely you would prefer more great warriors in the future. Perhaps someone else can be tribute?"

>>23012742
"No."

Then just stand there with the stance of someone prepared for violence, and even prepared to die, but not necessarily looking forward to it. The calm promise of violence.

>>23012745
>>23012722
These are good. Yaujta aren't stupid but they are prideful. If we make it seem we only want her to live so that they can have more warriors hopefully that'll be the end of things.

The sound
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OQwA14YWdqA

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>>23012744
>>23012757
>"No, I have lost half my heart yesterday, I will not lose the other today."
The Yautja nods to you
"Indeed, this one has heart, Tezcatlipoca, you have chosen well."
At this, Tezcatlipoca enters the tent
"I always do, now let us leave, we are crowding them. Atl, we leave soon, savour these moments."
As they leave, Citlali calms down.
>Wat say/do?

>>23012815
"I love you."

Then make sure she'll bear your descendent.

>>23012815
Give one final embrace. Make sure she knows she's safe and that she'll bear our progeny.

"It is time for me to go, but know that I will always be watching you. Raise our child well, my love"

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>>23012832
She takes a deep breath, no longer hysterical she says
"Y...you would have defied the Gods for me?"
>"Yes. I love you, regardless what the Gods decree."
And at that, you ensure that Citlali will bear your child one last time.
After you dress and leave the tent, you note that the Yautja stand in the middle of town arranged in a loose semicircle, with Tezcatlipoca in the middle, sat atop a throne made from the bones of no animal you recognize.
>Wat say/do?

>>23012888
Approach Tezcatlipoca and declare that we are ready for what lies ahead.

>>23012888
Walk calmly up, head high and shoulders back.

Best quest thread I've read in awhile.

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>>23012909
>>23012910
>"I am ready, Tezcatlipoca, for what lies ahead."
"Indeed, Atl the Half-Hearted! You stand before me as a Warrior, but I shall mould you in to the greatest of Hunters..."
>And thats all for tonight folks, if someone could archive this for me that'd be great
>Episode 2 will be coming shortly!

>>23012964
>Atl the Half-Hearted
Man, what a fantastic name.

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>>23012964
This was a surprisingly good quest. Good form, Scar.

>>23012964
Archived Here: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/23011151/

Surprisingly fun quest, look forward to the next session.

So people would definitely like to see a second installment then?
Im having fun if you guys are

>>23013014
Yeah, definitely.

>>23013014
Yeah, I would be open to a second installment. That said, this is one of the few quest threads I've seen that is rigorous enough to end with a single thread, instead of being a mere introduction. Congrats on making the intro a complete story arc.

>>23013031
I like my quests to go in nice modular episodes
I'll be back tomorrow then fellas

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>>23013014
This quest looks like it has the potential to go some pretty awesome places. I'd personally like to see where you take this. So far, you have me intrigued.

I think episode two should be a home-town rap-up, and then our first hunt. It could be hunting humans on the other side of the planet, hunting on another planet, but I don't think we should dive right into hunting Xenomorphs.
Xenomorphs should be episode 3 or something.
>that feel when my dialogue gave the protagonist his nickname

>>23013271
Don't worry, I don't intend to rush anything
I like to pace quests properly, if you don't you just run out of stuff to do and shit gets silly

>>23013313
no problem. I rarely read quests, and even more rarely participate in them.
I got worried by >>23012742 I almost expected something...perverted.
I was relieved we weren't forced to tribute Citlali.

>>23013507
The tribute is something in predator canon
They used humans to let facehuggers infect them with xenomorphs
So yeah, it kinda is a bit perverted, but that's on H.R. Gieger

>>23013580

Are you writing as we answer, or have you already written out all the details beforehand?

>>23013601
As you answer
I have a loose plot direction and characters fleshed out
Otherwise its pretty much down to you guys

It's been while since I saw a quest I really liked. Good work OP!

>>23013014
Just read through this - very well done Scar, it was a good first part to a quest! I hope I'm here to take part for part two!

>>23013622
Thanks! Upvotes on archive might help get extra players in, so id be grateful if you guys would do that
Later elegan/tg/entlemen and ca/tg/irls

>>23013655
That's the least we could do.