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>>23465174
The last session involved the nameless main character being born, discovering that it was mute, choking and passing out, awaking in hostile company, throwing up, and being attacked. The last action to take was to fight back. lets see what happened.

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>>23465206
forgot this.

Goddamn love the art (it's a bit unclear though). Props, whoever you are.

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>>23465216
Taken off guard by your strength the hostile freak is beaten back, and badly. The blood and meat does little to satiate your hunger, instead fueling it to new heights. The robed freak shambled off but following the blood trail was not hard. "You...worthless...scum..." It was breathing quite hard now, you seem to have cracked something important. "Stronger then a newborn...was not...anticipating...still will die to the crawler..haha...haaa" it's breath was coming in sick rattles now.

You are still hungry having yet to eat in your life and this thing is threatening you, how do you proceed?

>>23465259

Munch his head off.

>>23465368

This

>>23465368
>unhinge jaw
>swallow prey whole

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>>23465368
You begin a ghoulish feeding frenzy that will include more art shortly.

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>>23465552
the world around you looses meaning as you consume the spiteful prick's flesh, relishing in the feeling of it filling your gullet.

>>23465646

Look for Augments/biogel

>>23465646
Loot the body.

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>>23465646
from behind one of the slowly pulsating flesh pillars if recognized a familiar form watches the scene unfold.
>>23465679
>>23465699
There was little left of the corpse, but you begin to rummage and find a single dose of biogel in a syringe, some cutting tools that were meant for you, and numerous bits of tendrils.

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>>23465811
You have very limited understanding of the world, the process used to create you was imperfect. Memories are vague, but you have a basic grasp of language, and the way the world works. You know biogel is good for healing, or hunger, and that augments can valuable.Your lack of fingers makes using the fine cutting tools impossible, but augments only need fresh wounds to fuse to.

>>23465901

wonderful. We hastily shamble onward, infantile and hungry for stimulation. We save the biogel and cutting tools for when they are needed.

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>>23465954
As you wander the corridors of the facility you were created at you see numerous other pods, all broken and dead, but constantly with the feeling of being watched. Periodically you hear a scraping, but in the distance an odd musical humming. You stop to rest, feeling odd changes within your body and mind. You ate xaleel. He pretended to be an elite, what is an elite? Who is Xalee...he is who you ate...he wanted prestige, recognition, more. He would have it by finding the secrets of the heretics and their false creations. That are you? The memories become fuzzy, and slowly fade into a general recollection of Xalee and what you just experienced, like it happened a long time ago. You munch on a bit of Xalee that you had been holding onto as this new information is mulled over.

Inside your body things are starting to happen, your throat itches...

>>23465954
Wake up and find cannibalisitcally adorable little ass something to drink.

>>23466032

*grasp cutting tool*

We feel defensive and confused, we try to protect ourself from what may be following us. We try to stay stealthy.

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>>23466069
you wander forward, still feeling like you are being watched but eventually bump into another freak. It is quite tall, and...an elite? You are somewhat fearful of this freak, your basic understanding tells you it is beyond dangerous.

"Oh my...hello little one, it would seem you disposed of our pretender from the aroma on our body. He was a quite useful gutterborn, despite his facade and act. You though, you are quite the loose end. I should just kill you and be on my way, but the mistress, she would never have that. She would wish to see you, we were too hasty in our purging here. Wont you come along then? As of now I have no wish to harm you, the crawler tells me of your antics and I find them amusing."

What do you do?

>>23466141
show him our teeth and chomp in the air.

>>23466141
I don't like this. Trust them, I do not.

>>23466141
Assume fighting stance

>>23466141

naive as we are, we understand this freak could destroy us. We follow it and abide, clutching a cutting tool closely.

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>>23466156
>>23466172

"Ah perhaps I have failed to properly greet myself, I am Nnccznhid, of house Orixid. I respect the warrior's spirit within you, new born sinner, but the mother will not be kept, and I do not fail her. I ask once again, come along with me, and I myself offer no violence to you."
He seems unphased by your teeth.

>>23466204
a total lack of fingers makes you unable to hold tools, and >>23466032 a base grasp of concepts from xaleel's consumed body and mind tell you that he is an elite and you are not.

>>23466259

"pl....pl......pleest ta met yer"

Our attempt to sound formal doesn't work. The mention of the word 'mother' brings a strange happiness to our brain. We follow....

>>23466301
aren't we mute?

>>23466259

He is pleasant and seems honest. I say he follow him the mother may help us understand.

>>23466259
Gargle like a stream! Or was it burble...

In any case, make odd noise in place of language!

>>23466259
wave hand and gesture hi

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>>23466380
>>23466361
>>23466357
>>23466349
>>23466301
In your excitement you forget you are mute. You manage a small growl and grumble. As you wave your hand The tall Freak grabs your hand and sets off at a brisk pace, somewhat dragging you as you attempt to keep up.

"I am very glad you saw to this reasonably. We shall go see the mistress now, and you can be evaluated. Perhaps something of this debacle can be of benefit to our house, aside from termination of competitors."

>>23466609
look around while trying to let go of his hand

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>>23466609
You are a little ball of base instinct and wonder at the world. So far it's been a hell of a trip. The tall freak takes you to a room that smells of blood and biogel, inside is the mistress. "Mistress, I found the heretic's latest iteration of their project." She was laying on a large fleshy tumor running her claws across her body before she sat up "Oh? I can smell it, acrid, imperfect...cancer, something less. Do you know what you are little one?" She gets very close to you.

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>>23466634
his grip was unbreakable, sans being removed from the arm, but the trip was quite short. However you noticed a room with a large hole in it, that had strange smells and noises coming from it as you went down a hallway.

>>23466672
Is the answer "Vaguely creeped out"?

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>>23466672

>>23466672
Investigate tingly feeling in nether regions

>>23466691
poke the tall man

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>>23466739
>>23466774
>7
>>23466802
>>23466739
>>23466774
>>23466739
"Like me little one, but not at all, not of the land, or the walls, or of my kin and our designs. Your creation was heresy, and cruelty, and competition. Do you understand? She strikes the top of your head then runs nails across your maw. "What an odd design, crude but robust, but I smell no biogel on you, what are you made of?"

You suddenly become quite aware of how simple you are compared to her, or the tall freak, or even the one you killed. Shamed, insulted, frustrated, terrified. She reaches out with a clawed hand and grabs your head and examines you as one with no eyes would. You are slightly terrified but notice she smells overwhelmingly of biogel, and her saliva is like acid for a moment.

Recoiling slowly she comes to a conclusion "You taste feral, you smell of cancer...I do not know I can fix or use you little creation" You poke the tall man attempting to get his attention. What does it all mean?

>>23466900
Punch her in the face.

>>23467024
dont do that
she will eat us

>>23467024

What? NO! She is clearly out of leage.

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>>23467111
she lets you go " Near the entry there is a pedestel, fetch me the injector on it and I will attempt to refine what was never wrong by a mother's hands" The tall freak has for some time been lounging in the corner of the room opposite of the entry way. choices freaklings, there are choices now. but im taking a nap, so ill catch you in a few hours.

>>23467253
take the thing and slip some in yourself before giving it to her

>>23467253

Let Mother do her work.

is there a link to the first quest somewhere

>>23467434
i agree with this guy its like in the begin of planscape torment where you let that tiefling fix you up

>>23467447
Yes, but the foolz archive seems to be down currently.

>>23467253

Just eat everything and everyone in hungry frenzy. Hungry hungry freak.

This comic reminds me of Phantasmagoria 2: a puzzle of flesh.

That game. . . It's weird because it has no puzzles until the end, where you are faced with a puzzle made of meat things. Hehe.

>>23467253
Fuck these guys, you have no reason to trust them any more than the first guy who tried to vivisect you. Rush the tall guy down, grab the injector and flee for your life!

bumb

>>23469217
True, but how do we get away from them? We can't let them onto us...

Woke up gonna get some food, spend some time with the family, and then return in 3-4 hours

FREAK QUEST I didn't completely miss it!! Do you think main quest might come back?


captcha: subject trichty, rats i like draw quests more and I can't seem to enjoy BFQ

>>23469003
This

>>23469003
bump

>>23473955
Was talking with the host earlier today. He said maybe tomorrow.

Bump

>>23467362
>>23467434
your inarticulate hands cannot work the delicate syringe, but the motherfreak can remedy this for you.
>>23469003
this would result in an early termination to this quest.
>>23469217
you decide to attempt and figure out what is going on. The hesitation is picked up.

"The injector is a blend of new flesh and biogel, mine actually. Blood of a mother. A gift. I want to fill in the blanks that exist within you, your creators were careless, inelegant, they bumbled around like fools grasping at what only we do, and for this very reason." She sighs and motions for you to come closer, for some reason you feel an urge to comply around her. "Let me see you" holding out your stumpy paw you hand her the injector, and then she takes a hand and lightly places it under your elbow. The touch is soft, so soft that you did not even feel the injector slide into the flesh of your inner elbow. Odd...it is alive? You look to the mother with shock and she smiles. "calm." Things cannot be calm, it burns, it burns more then you can handle...If you had vocal cords you would scream, if you had fingers you would claw your eyes out.

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>>23480813
the mixture trickles down your arm as some of your own dark blood seeps out of the puncture.

>>23480821
They keep mentioning the "strange way we were born". Do we have any idea what this means, or do we have to find that out?

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>>23480851
you will find out in the next session.

pic is of whats to come.

>>23480918
Looking forward to it.

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>>23480941
the burn gives way to pure violence, not angry, not spiteful, just a need to destroy. Muscles shred and bones begin to splinter as you overwhelm the mother for a moment, one terrifiying moment in her life. Then your body stops, and darkness overtakes you. There are mumbles, quiet and soft as you lay on the ground, and if you focus you can make them out.

There is concern in the tall man's voice, why can you not remember his name? The mistress is weeping, asking to just get rid of it, throw it away. There is dragging, something heavy over the fleshy ground, and you feel like you are falling forever.

End of session 2.

>>23481393
would you mind posting a link to the old threAD for complete-ness' sake?

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>>23481473
i spent far too long figuring out what three AD was....then i realized...how dumb i feel.

http://archive.foolz.us/tg/thread/23391734/#23391781