>>28044296
Anya W-?
HOLY FUCK YES WE GASMASK NOW.
>Like your mom, you are a SCOUT.

>>28044296
>>LIke your mom, you are a SCOUT.

>>28044296
>LIke your mom, you are a SCOUT.
How are we supposed to get all the good loot if we aren't on site first?

Well, it took me around 7 days to write this up, and I'm throwing it all to the wolves, /tg.
Here is my first written work I am posting. Hopefully, it's decent because I'm not Yellingbird. Please be gentle.

VMQ: The Snow Fairy

http://pastebin.com/5eA0c73u

>>28044296
>Like your dad, you are a SNIPER.

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>>28044296
>Like your mom, you are a SCOUT.
>ANYA WELLINGS
Hell yeah!

>>28044367
P.S. If Merc ever makes "Snow Fairy" a potential, I am going to hug the next person I see.

>>28044367
I REGRET NOTHING!

http://pastebin.com/BiV6ycWs

>>28044296
>LIke your mom, you are a SCOUT.
My body is ready.

>>28044296
>>LIke your mom, you are a SCOUT.

>>28044402
That...was sure....entertaining.

I'm posting this from my phone. Sadly, the storm that came through knocked out my power, so the promised Lucas x Lucina writefaggotry might not be posted tonight. If the thread is over before power comes back on, I'll post it here. If not, I'll post it in the next thread.

>>28044340

MASK UP GENTS.

>LIke your mom, you are a SCOUT.

>>28044402

IVE BEEN WAITING FOR PART 2.

WOOO

>>28044367
Damn, pretty good. Better than anything I ever wrote, though that's not saying much.

>>28044402
HA HA NOOOOOOOPE

>scout

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>>28044296
Like Mom, you enrolled as a scout. Good scouts were always in high demand, whether it be a special forces unit or regular army, and you were one of the best scouts in Lanseal's history ever since it had been refounded.

Still,you can't help but feel a bit intimidated in this environment. At Lanseal, you were quite content being the big dog on campus, but here, well, suffice to say you were now a big fish in a really damn big pond. Your fingers nervously grasp at the lovingly made gas mask clipped to your belt. You had grown past the stage where you would wear it all the time, but it still comforting to carry it around with you.

Well, you could just go straight to HQ and report in, but your scout instincts are going into overdrive at the sight of Fort Novak. Once a mighty medieval castle keep, Fort Novak had bee extensively converted into a military base, but much of the original castle architecture still remained. There had to so many nooks and crannies, side halls, secret passages, even LOOT hidden away...

>Go report in.
>Explore!
>Other

>>28044541
>>Explore!
Time for loot.

>>28044541
>Explore

>>28044541

>>Explore!
>>AND REQUISITION

>>28044541
>Go report in.

>>28044541
>Explore!

Loooooot everything.

>>28044541
>Explore
I wonder if her mother still wears her mask.

>>28044541
>>Explore!

>>28044541
>Explore!
Now we just gotta find out if we can talk.

>>28044401

>inb4 you have to hug a fat ponysuited furfag.

>>28044541
>>Explore!

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>>28044470
Might as well finish the story then. Probably up until she gets into the school and end it there.

>>28044610
That's only "if" Snow Fairy becomes a potential. So we shouldn't give our hopes up.

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>>28044541
Your scout's instincts draw you away from your current objective and you decide to wander the castle. Fortunately, nobody seems to give you a second glance as you move throughout the castle. Of course, you haven't really wandered near any sensitive areas yet, so they had no reason to suspect you of anything.

But what surprises you is simply how easy it is to move from one hallway jam packed with personnel trying to carry out their daily duties, to an adjacent one that was all but abandoned. It was in these cold, dark hallways where you were free to do some REAL exploring.

>roll 1d20

Rolled 12

>>28044708

Rolled 13

>>28044708

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Rolled 13

Okay, since everyone else has been posting writing stuff, it's time for me to lay this egg I've been sitting on for the past few weeks.

In my defense, the ending is so silly because I realized halfway through that I had no idea how to finish it.
VMQ: THE SHOWDOWN
http://pastebin.com/tEjprQ13

>>28044708

>>28044708

>>28044731

Edwin is adorable

>>28044650
There are a lot of things, that I had hoped for in this quest sadly a lot did not come true so I wouldn't raise your hopes at all.

You really do run this quest every day don't you?

>>28044816
Not even close.

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>>28044729
>>28044731
>Double 13s

You don't really find anything of note. Mostly what you find are just empty rooms, no doubt having been picked clean by previous explorers. However, the exploration factor alone was enough to keep you well occupied as you mentally mapped out the various passages and hallways.

Finally, you come across an ancient, wooden door. You see that it's padlocked, but the lock is so ancient that it's literally rusted away to nothing, and just touching the handle gives enough of a shock to the door to cause the lock to crumble to oxide dust.

With your curiosity overriding your apprehension, you open the door and peer inside. What you see is a staircase. Unlit, which goes down and down into the darkness. You can't even see the bottom, but you have the feeling that there's something down there.

>Let's go down. What's the worst that can happen?
>NOPE
>Other

>>28044852
>Let's go down. What's the worst that can happen?
We're in a FUCKING Horror film aren't we.

>>28044852
>Let's go down. What's the worst that can happen?
If we didn't, we would be a terrible spy.

>>28044852

>>Let's go down. What's the worst that can happen?

GAS.

MASK.

ON.

>>28044852
>>Let's go down. What's the worst that can happen?

>>28044852
>>Let's go down. What's the worst that can happen?

Momma always said the best stuff is in the darkness.

>>28044867
This man gets it.

So what can we expect? We already did Necromorphs, Zombies, and Cyborg Zombies. What now, Werewolves? Ghosts?

>>28044867
>>28044883
Of course, mold and asbestos could be there.

>>28044852
>Let's go down. What's the worst that can happen?

>Halloween special
>not going down into the spooky cavern.

Last time it was zombies, and it wasn't even Halloween.

>>28044898
The Flood

>>28044899
Hopefully, the padlocked room was insulated with asbestos which killed everything inside.

>>28044468
There was a part 1?

>>28044938

Merc previewed the first half of that fapfic.

YELLINGBIRD.

WHAT THE FUCK.

>>28044995
I can safely and honestly say 'I have NO IDEA.'

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>>28045017

(I just reached your punchline in the pastebin. I want to laugh and punch you in equal measure.)

>>28044852
>Let's go down. What's the worst that can happen?

>>28044852
Hah, well, there was no harm in checking out what was at the bottom, right? You totally weren't super nervous and you weren't putting on your gas mask to comfort yourself. In an old castle like this, there had to be some poisonous mold some other toxin in the air down there. Yeah, that was it.

Every footstep you take echoes throughout the stairwell as you go farther and farther down, your hand trailing along the wall as some sort of measure to remind you you're moving forward.

You shouldn't be here.

You freeze in your tracks. You could've sworn you had heard something.

However, you don't Yes really hear anything else come and you shrug a little and continue down the stairwell CLOSER.

How far down have you gone? If you were counting correctly, you'd be well below the castle by now.

How much farther did these stairs go?

>Keep going.
>Turn back.
>Other

>>28045086
>>Keep going.

>>28045086
>>Keep going.
Seasonal spirit is in me.

>>28045086
>>Keep going.

huehuehuehuehuehue

>>28045086
>>Keep going.
What could possibly go wrong on All Saint's Eve?

You know, I have a feeling that an Artificial Valkyrur from the Civil War is somehow alive.

>>28045086
>Keep going.

>>28045127

136

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>>28045086
>Turn back
I scare easily, okay?

>>28045086
>Keep going.

If we turn around it's just going to chase us.

>>28045145
The hell's that supposed to mean?

>>28045086
>Keep going.

TIME FOR SUFFERING.

>>28045150
don't worry. it'll all be over soon
relatively

>>28045150
Don't worry, the night's only begun. (For some)

If Anya dies, then whatever is down there is going to have the entirety of the Gallian army and House Sturmfuhrer come after it.

Now entering SCP containment facility

>>28044402

I honestly expected the first lewd story to come out of this thread will be of either Morgan or Lucina considering all the raging that happened when the choice was made.

Wasn't expecting the little sister.

>>28045086
>Keep going.

It's probably just some possessed knife looking for a new owner host

>>28045086
>Keep going.
If we find something in here trying to take our loot before we can grab it, we will stab them in the face. Just like mother, in her stories. Stabbing things in the face has always worked when looking for loot, except for that one time when the door slammed shut behind us and we were jumpy and father almost lost his eye and I think he still has that scar and we should really have our knife in hand right now like mother taught us.

>>28045216
I'm not sure how Morgan or Lucina are going to react to doing it with Lucas. Hell maybe Lucina becomes more flirty or sociable, and Morgan somehow unlocks her Valkyrian powers through the power of love.

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>>28045086
Against your better judgment, you creep further down, your increasingly heavy breathing magnified by your gas mask. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, you apparently finally reach flat ground. You have absolutely no idea how far down you are now, which troubles you, since you're normally good at that sort of thing.

And then you hear something. Just a soft little pitter patter behind you, and heavy, determined thumps, slowly getting louder and louder.

It was getting closer.

Taking a deep breath, tighten your grip on your flashlight and draw one of your knives. You mom told you no matter how big and scary it was, they always went down after a stab to the face.

Or multiple stabs. Mom was never very consistent with her storytelling.

You then finally whip around to face your assailant.

>roll 1d20

Rolled 1

>>28045327

Rolled 4

>>28045327

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Rolled 19

>>28045327

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

>>28045333
Nice one, wrenloft.

>>28045333
>>28045335
>>28045338

Dammit!

Rolled 6

>>28045333

god dammit you shitstain

>>28045316
I think for Lucina that might be the only time she might trip on her own feet and all aspects in terms of speed and training are all moot.

Where is my Luciana fluff!

Morgan, yeah Valkryain power! and broken pelvises

>>28045333
I hate you so much right now. So, so much.

>>28045370
Or even more lewdly, Morgan rides us while in the stall while she's has her flaming blue aura on.

>>28045370
Your Lucina fic got killed by a power outage. Currently working on fixing it.

>>28045403
Even the forces of nature has denied me even a non-canon Luciana route.

Why!

>>28045333
Wrenloft you're back to your old rolls. I'm glad your around man.

M-maybe he just LOOKS scary. Maybe he's got a heart of gold and the disposition of a puppy.
Y-yeah.

>>28045333
HUEHUEHUE

>>28045400
Still broken pelvises are broken pelvises

Elsa will be proud

Still, I hope Morgan gets kids (with or without powers), maybe she'll gather as many Valkyrian kids and raise them with love instead of being treated as test subjects.

>>28045335
Well, you're too proud to scream like a little girl, and even if you did, it would have been muffled by the gas mask anyways.

But you totally didn't scream like a little girl.

You try to stab your knife into the monster but it swings its arm and knocks your trusty knife out of your hand, sending it clattering away in the darkness. You instinctively back up, but you press against a wall, leaving you no more space to maneuver. A scout's worst case scenario.

The monster leers at you as it comes every closer.

>Game over man, GAME OVER.
>You have your backup knife. You can still fight!
>Try and make a run for the stairs.
>Other

>>28045597
>>Try and make a run for the stairs.
We are scouts, we are fast.

>>28045597
>>You have your backup knife. You can still fight!

>>28045597
>Other
Does it have a crotch?
Kick it.

Rolled 17

>>28045597
>>Try and make a run for the stairs.

POCKET SAND

>>28045597
>>Try and make a run for the stairs.
Don't have your back on the wall.

>>28045597
>Game over man, GAME OVER.

>>28045597
>You have your backup knife. You can still fight!
It's just like those books father has. The scary thing always frightens people off and stalks them instead of fighting, we just need to stab it until it stops moving

>>28045597
>Try and make a run for the stairs.

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>>28045597
Well, screw this. You decide to make a run for it. You know this is a fight that you can't win.

>roll 1d20

Rolled 3

>>28045814

Rolled 6

>>28045814

Rolled 14

>>28045814

RUUUUN

Rolled 19

>>28045814

Rolled 16

>>28045814

Rolled 10, 17, 6 = 33

>>28045823
You make a dash for the stairs, but the thing also reaches out to grab you and you can feel its massive hand rap around one of your arms.

>roll 1d20

Rolled 19

>>28045857

Rolled 4

>>28045857

Rolled 20

>>28045857

>>28045877
>>28045871
>>28045868
I WILL BURY YOU!

>>28045877
Sweet ninja skills.

Rolled 16

>>28045814

>worst Haganai

shit tastes confirmed

>>28045877
Bravely ran away

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>>28045877
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pk6AobT_SDo

>>28045895
This isn't "running away".
It's a "tactical retreat".

... is what we like to believe.

>>28045916
the fuck!?

>>28045925
Yes, it's like running away, only manlier.

>>28045877
Without missing a beat, you draw you backup knife and stab it into the monster's arm, causing it to recoil and loosening its grip enough for you to slip out and sprint up the stairs as fast as you can. You're not sure how much time had passed, but you're going so fast you wouldn't be surprised if it had only taken you a few seconds to get back up to the top of the stairs. The moment you reach the top you slam the door shut.

"Anya? Is that you?" You hear a voice call out.

You totally didn't scream like a little girl again.

"Whoa, hey, calm down there!" Your friend Lloyd Everheart laughs. "It looks like you've seen a ghost!"

>I DID SEE A GHOST
>Heh, no, it was nothing, actually...
>Other

>>28045988
Hide behind him and mutter things.

>>28045988
>>Other
Laugh awkwardly.

>>28045988
>>I DID SEE A GHOST

>>28045988
>>I DID SEE A GHOST

>>28045988
>I DID SEE A GHOST
[panic intensifies]

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Rolled 8

>>28045988

>>Other
Gesture frantically, pointing at the staircase and sound unintelligible due to gas mask screwing with her voice going "mmpf mppf mmphf"

>>28045988
Waitwaitwait a minute.
>Lloyd Everheart
>Everheart

I wonder how Vanilla milkshake is doing?

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>>28045988
>I DID SEE A GHOST

that was no ghost.....

>>28045925
Being from the old confederacy I will now impart onto you our ancient wisdom. None of our soldiers knew how to stay put so every battle was built on advancing, so when one of the generals decided we were getting fucked over in a battle he told his soldiers "We aren't retreating, we're just advancing backwards!"

>>28046024
I bet Lloyd grew up a well fed baby considering his mother.

>>28045988
>>I DID SEE A GHOST

>>28046055
All that milkshake...

>>28046055
Is it strawberry flavored

>>28046132
Vanilla, do you not remember? She got a flavor change during the artificial valkyrie.

>>28045988
EVERHEART
I *JUST* GOT THAT
THIS IS THE BEST SIDE QUEST EVER

>>28046077
>>28046132
>>28046142
I bet he's a Gunner or a Lancer considering all of the milk he drank.

>>28046164
He's approximately the size of Bragg.

While being nearly as smart as Edwin, while less of a jerk.

>>28045988
"I DID SEE A GHOST!" You scream.

Lloyd cocks his head curiously and points to his ear, signifying he can't hear you. It's then that you realize your mask is still on so your remark only came out as muffled gibberish. You pull off your mask and then reiterate.

"I DID SEE A GHOST!"

"Oh, really?" Lloyd smiles. He totally doesn't believe you. "I never took you to be a scaredy cat, Anya."

"But- but-"

"Come on, now." Lloyd opens the door. "Nothing to see-"

>FLEE!
>Oh no, the only thing that gets to kill Lloyd is YOU.
>Other

>>28046164
Shock trooper, just like his dad Ramirez.

>>28046183
>>Oh no, the only thing that gets to kill Lloyd is YOU.

Rolled 1

>>28046183
>>Oh no, the only thing that gets to kill Lloyd is YOU.

>>28046183
>>Oh no, the only thing that gets to kill Lloyd is YOU.

>>28046185
You mean Zeri

>>28046183
[nope intensifies]

>>28046183
>the only thing that gets to kill Lloyd is you
"NO YOU STUPID IDIOT GET BACK"

What does Lloyd look like, since he's the child of an artificial Valkyrur and a darcsen?

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>>28046183
>>Oh no, the only thing that gets to kill Lloyd is YOU.
Kinda getting these kinda vibes.

>>28046183
>Tackle the fool.

>>28046183
Oh no, the only thing that was gonna kill Lloyd was YOU. Sure enough, the monster is on the other side of the door as Lloyd opens it, giving you only a split second to act.

>roll 1d20

Rolled 19

>>28046296

Rolled 7

>>28046296

Rolled 12

>>28046296

NYYYYUUUU

Rolled 2

>>28046296

Rolled 15

>>28046296

>>28046305
Once again, I praise the dice gods.

>>28046305
God DAMN, I think we figured out where Wrenloft's luck ran off to.

Rolled 10

>>28046359

So armchair's been sucking off wrenloft?

>>28046359
I guess it also helped that I had this as the background music.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XNEDoARuzxE

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>>28046305
Without missing a beat, you shove Lloyd to the side and give the monster a good, hearty kick, sending it falling back down the stairs. You then follow it down and start stomping on its face repeatedly as it tries to defend itself.

"Anya! ANYA!" Lloyd yells as he grabs you behind. "That's enough!"

"B-but!"

"Take another look."

You look down and see that the ugly leering face you had seen earlier was just a mask, that you had smashed apart as you were stomping on its face. Now that you get a clearer look, you realize that it's just one, heavily armored figure.

"L-lloyd! Help me get out of this thing!" You hear a muffled voice inside the armor.

"Hah hah, it looks like our plan backfired a bit!" Lloyd laughs.

Wait...

"Plan?"

>Hah, that was a pretty good one.
>YOU SONS OF BITCHES
>Other

>>28046425
>>YOU SONS OF BITCHES

Rolled 2

>>28046425
>>YOU SONS OF BITCHES
FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK

>>28046425
>>YOU SONS OF BITCHES

>>28046425
>YOU SONS OF BITCHES

>>28046425
>>YOU SONS OF BITCHES
Start the BITING.

>>28046425
>YOU SONS OF BITCHES
It's Mac's kid, isn't it?

Rolled 14

>>28046425
>>YOU SONS OF BITCHES

Bite on Lloyd's ear

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>>28046425
You stand there speechless as your mind tries to process what's going on. Meanwhile, Lloyd bends down and pulls the helmet off of the armored figure, revealing the face of his twin sister Lilith.

Oh, it all made sense, now.

"YOU SONS OF BITCHES!" You bellow, pummeling Lloyd's back with punches as he laughs.

"Hahaha, sorry Anya, sorry!" Lloyd laughs. "We knew you'd go snooping around the castle first, and we found this staircase..."

"...and we couldn't pass it up!" Lillith says, trying to get back her feet, but obviously having a hard time with all the heavy armor she's wearing.

>Kill them. Kill them now.
>You're running late. You still have to report in!
>Other

>>28046634
>>Kill them. Kill them now.

Rolled 1

>>28046634
>You're running late. You still have to report in!
Vanilla Bitchtits did some work.

>>28046634
>Kill them. Kill them now.

They die, immediately.

>>28046634
>>You're running late. You still have to report in!

>>28046634
>>You're running late. You still have to report in!

>>28046648
Of course she is able to feed two kids.

>>28046634
I think I know who the ref. pic is Genderbent Madoka

>>28046634
>Kill them. Kill them now.

>>28046634
>Kill them. Kill them now.

They die, they die so fucking much that nobody will find their corpses EVER AGAIN.

>>28046634
>>Kill them. Kill them now.

>>28046634
>>Kill them. Kill them now. Figuratively speaking, of course!

>>28046634
>Kill them. Kill them now.

>>28046634
>Kill them. Kill them now. Literally.

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>>28046634
"Here's what's going to happen." You crack your knuckles and stretch your neck. "I'm going to kill you both right here, right now, so brutally that nobody will EVER find you again. At least in one piece."

"Haha... a joker as always, I see." Lloyd laughs nervously.

"Y-yeah, that's a g-good one." Lillith nods.

However, before you can do anything else, you feel a powerful, heavy hand grab your shoulder. You turn and see none other than Colonel Price standing behind you, a huge frown on his face.

"Goddamn FNGs." He grumbles. "Of course you'd be fooling around on your first day on the job."

"S-sorry, sir!" Both Lloyd and Lillith sputter.

"And you?" Price glowers at you, specifically, and you suddenly feel very guilty for wandering off in the first place.

"...sorry sir." You mumble.

"You're lucky I've got nothing but respect for your father, Anya, which is why I'm gonna let this slide." Price says, finally releasing your shoulder. "Pull this sort of shit again and the three of you are going to be cleaning toilets for the next six months. Is that clear?"

"Sir yes sir!" The three of you affirm.

"Now get your asses to HQ and report in to the General!" Price barks, and as the three of you double time it out, you can hear him grumble again. "Goddamn FNGs..."

"Gooooosh, Price is so scaaaaary!" Lillith whimpers.

"Yeah, I can't believe your dad is friends with that guy." Lloyd sighs.

>Hey, Price is cool. Knock it off!
>Yeah, he can be kind of a pain sometimes.
>Other

>>28046929
>>Hey, Price is cool. Knock it off!

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Also, this the story of how Lloyd and Lillith were born:

>B-but if you put it in I might get pregnant!
>Bitch, I'm going to MAKE you pregnant!
>Uwaaaaaaah~

>>28046929
>>Yeah, he can be kind of a pain sometimes.

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>>28046962

>>28046929
>>Hey, Uncle Price is cool. Knock it off!

>>28046962dammit merc I was eating.

My soup is everywhere.

>>28046962
Well there goes subtlety...

>>28046929
>>Hey, Price is cool. Knock it off!

>>28046929
>Hey, Price is cool. Knock it off!

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>>28046962

>>28046929
>>Hey, Price is cool. Knock it off!

this is the first time in a long time, I'm enjoying this quest

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>>28046929
"Hey, Price is cool. Knock it off." You glower. "Plus you shouldn't be talking about my godfather like that."

"You know, that always made me curious." Lloyd frowns. "Why didn't your dad make Mac your godfather? They're way closer."

"Because... he's Mac. Did you really have to ask that question?"

"Point."

You sigh and shake your head. You had been friends with the Everheart twins for as long as you could remember. Apparently your mom was really close with theirs, and they used to be classmates, so naturally they decided to shove all of you together. Lloyd was an engineer while Lillith followed in the footsteps of her parents and chose to be a shocktrooper. They were pretty nice and easygoing, which was a polar opposite of the very stuffy way their parents would act.

"But still, I think it was worth it to see Anya squirm for once." Lillith giggles.

You give her a nice, healthy deathglare to shut her up.

At this point, you've finally reached the General's office. The guards in front take one look at you and open the door, as if you were expected.

"Aaaah, Wellings and the Everhearts. Welcome to Fort Novak!" General Novak smiles warmly. He was really getting on in years, but he still seemed to have a lot of life left in him, at least enough for the administrative work his position required. "I see you've taken your time to acclimate to the surroundings."

"Heheh, yeah." Lloyd laughs nervously.

"Now, I'm really sorry to have to do this to you on your first day, but I need you to undertake a mission. A very special one." Novak says.

>What, seriously?
>Just tell us what to do, sir.
>Other

>>28047251
>>Just tell us what to do, sir.

>>28047251
>>Just tell us what to do, sir.

>>28047251
>Just tell us what to do, sir.

>>28047251
>What, seriously?

>>28047251
>Other
"Will there be loot?"

>>28047251
"Just tell us what to do, sir." You say.

"Ah, there's the good old Wellings sense of duty." Novak grins. "You see, I've recently received a very personal request for assistance, from Asimov Industries."

"What would they want with us?" Lloyd blinks.

"Yeah, isn't that some big shot corporation? I thought we served the Archduchess." Lillith adds in.

"Normally, yes, but Asimov Industries has been a vital contributor to the GSS and Gallia as a whole, which is why I'm willing to make an exception." Novak takes out a remote and hits it, turning off the lights in the room and activating a projector. "Asimov Industries has a private property here in central Gallia. For the past twenty years they've been aggressively keeping people out of the area."

"Until now?" You ask.

"Mr. Asimov believes the security he's stationed there has been compromised. Since royal decree prevents corporations from maintaining armed security forces in Gallia, and he wants somebody with a bit of firepower at their command to check things out."

"You can't send in another team?" Lillith frowns.

"Without giving too much away, most of my operatives are currently busy with other missions. These are turbulent times and GSS is spread thin." Novak sighs. "But as far as I can tell, there's nothing out there but some abandoned mines."

"So, it's just a basic recon mission."

"That's correct." Novak nods. "Just go in, gauge the situation, and report back. You'll have full access to our armory, of course, so you can equip yourself at your own discretion."

>Go in light. Just some light armor and small arms.
>Go in medium. Bright a little more armor and some explosives.
>Go heavy. Get all the armor and the big guns.
>Other

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>>28047650
>>Go in medium. Bright a little more armor and some explosives.
Oh FUCK.

>>28047650
>>Go heavy. Get all the armor and the big guns.

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Rolled 7

>>28047650

>"But as far as I can tell, there's nothing out there but some abandoned mines."

OH BOY.


>Go in medium. Bright a little more armor and some explosives.

>>28047650
>>Go in medium. Bright a little more armor and some explosives.
Oh Christ Almighty.

>>28047650
>>Other
Bring all of them

Remember, shoot for the LIMBS! That's the only way they can be killed!

>Go heavy. Get all the armor and the big guns.
Its better to be paranoid than to be dead.

>>28047650
>Go heavy. Get all the armor and the big guns.
fucking Asimov and his crazyness

>>28047650
>>Go in medium. Bright a little more armor and some explosives.

As long as idiots did not activate the Marker, everything will be just fine.

>>28047650
Well, this was still a recon mission, and you didn't want to bring so much gear that just be being in the same general area would give away your position. On the other hand, you guys also wanted to be reasonably prepared for what you might face. With those concerns in mind, you decided to meet in the middle. You all decided to take on your standard combat armor, along with an ample supply of explosives and grenades. Lillith also took an underslung flamethrower for her rifle while you took a 40mm grenade launcher attachment.

The ride to the site isn't TOO bad, but due to the need for stealth, you have to stop several clicks away from the target area, to make sure you wouldn't be spotted. It takes you three about a full day to get into position, where you overlook the target area.

"Well, it looks like an abandoned mine, all right." Lloyd mutters.

"But something's not right." You narrow your eyes. "Some of those buildings down there look too new."

You definitely weren't seeing things. You could see freshly set up temporary structures, tents, and trailers scattered all around the mine entrance. However, you were too far and it was too dark to make out any sort of activity.

"I need to go in." You say, getting up.

"You need any help?" Lillith asks.

>Sure, I can use a bit of backup.
>No, I can handle this alone.
>Other

>>28047850
>>Sure, I can use a bit of backup.

>>28047850
>>No, I can handle this alone.
I'm just gonna check on things.

>>28047850
>>Sure, I can use a bit of backup.
DONT SPLIT THE PARTY

Rolled 12

>>28047850

>>No, I can handle this alone.

>>28047850
>>Sure, I can use a bit of backup.
Never split up.

>>28047850
"Yeah, we'll go as a group." You nod.

The twins also pack up their gear and move to follow you towards the camp below.

However, when you do reach the mine entrance, there's.... nothing. Sure, there was evidence that people were here, but other than that there didn't seem to be anybody around.

"Okay, this is seriously giving me the creeps." Lillith shivers.

"Yeah, I'm not liking this." Lloyd frowns.

You nod but remain silent. Your eyes dart in all directions, taking in everything you see as you try and figure out just what the heck happened here.

>roll 1d20

Rolled 16

>>28048154

Rolled 19

>>28048154

Rolled 16

>>28048154

>>28048168
>>28048194
>>28048221
Nice

did Merc die again?

>>28048501
30 mins isn't that bad. It is a possibility, though.

>>28048501
He's not on the quest general irc anymore, so I'd wager he won't be posting for a while.

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>>28048194
Your eyes quickly scan your surroundings, and the first thing you note is the logos being prominently displayed. The first logo you don't immediately recognize, but vaguely recall it being associated with some Federation-affiliated mining conglomerate. The second logo, though, your recognize more fully.

Artemis Security.

Whatever they were doing here, it wasn't for anything legal, as foreign PMCs were strictly forbidden from operating inside Gallia. Even worse is that you could deduce that these Artemis mercs came in heavily armed, and given the fact that you didn't see any weapons lying around, were definitely using them before they disappeared.

You then carefully slip on your gas mask, and Lloyd and Lillith blanch. Gas mask mode always meant the situation was serious.

Suddenly, you hear a clattering from one of the trailers, and the three of you immediately whip around to face it. You nod at Lillith and she nods back, and the both of you carefully approach the trailer while Lloyd covers you both from afar. Grabbing the door handle, you make one last eye contact with Lillith before tugging the door open, with Lillith entering, rifle drawn.

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot! I'm human!" You hear a scared voice squeal.

"What do you mean by 'human?'" You scowl. You had Darcsen blood in you, after all.

"I-I-I mean, are you the rescue team?" The man asks.

>Um, yeah, sure we are.
>I'm afraid you got us confused with somebody else.
>Who the hell are you?
>Other

>>28048551
>>Who the hell are you?
HE LIVES

>>28048551
>>Who the hell are you?

>>28048551
>>Who the hell are you?
We are the ones asking questions here!

Rolled 5

>>28048551

>>Who the hell are you?

>>28048551
>Um, yeah, sure we are.

>>28048551
>>Who the hell are you?
>>28048559
Who?

>>28048551
"And just who the hell are you?" You ask, not even bothering to take your gas mask off.

"W-what?" The scientist guy takes a closer look at the three of you and blinks.

"You're... you're not Artemis."

"Sorry to burst your bubble." Lloyd sighs. "But seriously, answer her question. Who are you?"

The scientists' eyes dart between the three of you, unsure of what to do.

"Oh for heaven's sake..."

>We're not going to hurt you.
>Talk or I'm going to hurt you.
>Other

>>28048650
>>We're not going to hurt you.

>>28048650
>Talk or I'm going to hurt you.
[knives in hidden places intensifies]

>>28048650
>>We're not going to hurt you.
It's obvious something went wrong here, and at the moment we are the only ones who can fix it. I'd suggest you help.

Rolled 1

>>28048650

>other

Warning shot

No fucking around

Rolled 17

>>28048650

>>Talk or I'm going to hurt you.

>>28048670

They're also here doing illegal things. They're not going to talk so easily.

>>28048650
>Talk or I'm going to hurt you

>>28048650
>>Other
Take him prisoner, call it in.

>>28048686
It's obvious that they're scared shitless. If you offer them a way out, I'd wager they'd take it.

>>28048650
>We're not going to hurt you.

>>28048650
>Talk or I'm going to hurt you.

>>28048650
"You're going to talk, or we'll make sure you'll wish you had." You say, slowly drawing one of your knives. "What will it be?"

>roll 1d20

Rolled 2

>>28048737
DICE GODS HEAR MY PLEA

Rolled 12

>>28048737

Rolled 7 + 3

>>28048737

Rolled 3

>>28048737

Rolled 11

>>28048748
+3, Wrenloft? You might want to check that.

Rolled 3

>>28048737

>>28048754
shit, must have chosen the wrong set

>>28048742
"It... it wasn't my fault." The scientist mumbles. "We... we just wanted to see what was inside. Why Asimov didn't want anybody near this place..."

"Oh boy, he's drifted off to cuckooland." Lloyd sighs..

"Damn, Anya, you always have to go overboard with the threats, do you?" Lillith shakes her head.

"W-what?! I was being moderate that time!" You pout.

"Well, the question is, what do we do now?" Lloyd asks.

>There's one place we haven't checked out yet. The mine.
>We have to call this in.
>Other

Rolled 19

>>28048794

>>Other
Lloyd, go report it in.

Me and Lilith will enter the mines. Your sniper rifle will have problems indoors.

>>28048794
>We have to call this in.
>"This is so totally over our heads now. Let's call it it to Novak and see what he wants."

>>28048794
>>There's one place we haven't checked out yet. The mine.
In the spirit of Halloween.

>>28048794
>>We have to call this in.

>>28048794
>>We have to call this in.
>Keep interrogating and secure intel.

Rolled 19

>>28048794
>>There's one place we haven't checked out yet. The mine.

>>28048794
>We have to call this in.
Didn't Asimov disappear? This might call him back.

>>28048794
>>There's one place we haven't checked out yet. The mine.

>>28048840

Hes gone, jack.

>>28048794

Oh dear, he's already been screwed by the Marker hasn't he?

>inb4 the Marker being responsible for the fall of the Valkyrur Empire.

>>28048862
Time to go from moderately to seriously threatening.
>Stab his hand, keep interrogating.

>>28048878

That really doesn't do anything to a catatonic person

>>28048794
"We should call this in." You grimace.

"I'm on it." Lloyd nods as he takes out his radio set.

"Oy, Anya, can't just like, interrogate this guy some more? Lillith asks, pointing the scientist.

"Come on, Lillith, weren't you paying attention in class? We're not going to get anything out of him in this state, and hurting him more isn't going to change that."

"General Novak!" Lloyd says as he makes a connection with HQ. "General, we're at the site, but it looks like somebody beat us there. Artemis mercs were here. They're long gone but they left most of their equipment here."

"I was afraid of that." Novak sighs. "Listen, I'm updating your orders. This is no longer a recon mission, but a secure and hold mission. Secure the mine entrance and make sure nothing gets in or out. ROE no longer applies. I'm sending in team right now to reinforce."

"R-roger that." Lloyd says. "You guys hear that?"

"This day just gets better and better." Lillith shakes her head.

"I guess we head for the mine entrance now." You sigh.

"What about him?" Lloyd points to the scientist.

>Leave him. He won't be going anywhere.
>Take him with us. He might be useful.
>Other

>>28048974
>Leave him. He won't be going anywhere.

Dead weight

>>28048974
>>Take him with us. He might be useful.
I'd rather have him where I can see him.

>>28048974
>Take him with us. He might be useful.
It's not exactly sure in here, and Gallian intelligence will want to debrief him and, hey, maybe he'll wake up...

>>28048974

>>Other
Knock him out and tie him up

>>28048974
>Leave him. He won't be going anywhere.

>>28048988
But he's awake. I'm not exactly sure where you're getting him being otherwise.

>>28048974

Take him with us. He's gonna get shot up by flanking mercs or torn apart by zombies the moment we leave.

>>28048974
"We'll take him with us. He might be useful, and at the very least we can keep an eye on him."

"Fine, give me more work to do, will you?" Lloyd bends down and helps the spaced out scientist to his feet.

The trek to the mine entrance is just like when you first entered the camp. Dark and lonely. You cross more empty tents and trailers, but this time you can see visible damage on them now.

And blood. Lots of it.

But oddly enough, there were not bodies. You can see streaks on the ground suggesting that bodies had been dragged, and the all lead to one place, the mine entrance. It's here that you see the full extent of what had been going on.

What used to be a massive, concrete plug had now been chipped away, replaced with a steel security door. Looking down, you can see several dead Artemis mercs. One is slumped against the door, with what looks like a remote control in his hand. Creepily enough, you can see more than a few severed arms and even a head lying at the foot of the security door, suggesting those had been cut off as it closed.

"What the hell happened here?" Lloyd gasped.

"I don't think we want to know." Lillith frowns.

"AAAAHHH!" The scientist screams the moment he sees the door. Taking Lloyd by surprise, the scientist manages to break out of his grip and bolts off into dark.

>Go after him!
>Forget him. It's not worth it.
>Other

>>28049104

>>Other
Take him out

>>28049104

Shoot him in the leg.

>>28049104
shoot him in the rear

>>28049104
>>28049117
ROE's dismissed, not the time for a runner on the loose, even if it's slightly (a lot) humane.

>>28049104
>>Other
Shoot him. In the leg if possible. If not...

>>28049104
You scowl. You didn't want to risk running after him, especially in unfamiliar territory, and you didn't want him getting away either, so you feel you only have one recourse of action and you raise your rifle.

"Whoa, Anya, are you sure about this?" Lloyd blinks.

"W-what if you kill him?" Lillith stammers.

"Dibs on his stuff, then." You say as you sight in and pull the trigger.

>roll 1d20

Rolled 17

>>28049169
DEATH

Rolled 15

>>28049169

Rolled 10

>>28049169
Yeee boi.

Rolled 6

>>28049169

>>28049171
>>28049173
Solid.

Rolled 1

>>28049169
>"Dibs on his stuff, then."

Now thats the spawn of the scourger I know and love.

>>28049171
Your shot is clean, hitting the fleeing scientist square in the thigh and he goes down screaming. Lloyd immediately goes up to administer first aid. However, the sound seems to have attracted the attention of things best left undisturbed.

You nearly jump in the air when you hear a loud banging sound. You slowly turn and realize that the banging is coming from the other side of the security door, as if there was a crowd of people trying to get out.

"Are there people trapped in there?" Lillith blinks.

>We have to open it up!
>Novak said nothing in or out.
>Other

>>28049191
>>Novak said nothing in or out.