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“Think all my regeneration is offline?” You ask.

She steps away from your mouth and chews on her bottom lip. She does this for a few seconds while thinking and then shakes her head. “One way to find out. Here, I will give you a little cut.”

She pulls out her knife but you decide to save her the trouble as you fill your arms with cero energy. Your arms flash with violet light before exploding and leaving bleeding stumps where your arms used to be. The cero explosion rocks the tunnels and you lose a good portion of your sides as well. The blast sends you rocketing back and into the wall, a massive stone spike protruding from your chest. Fresh pink meaty pump sits at the top of the spear and your lungs quickly fill with sticky fluid best not thought about.

“Risa! Oh God, please no. No no!” Jager shouts running over to you.

She grabs you and seems distraught as your eyes remain unfocused on the ceiling above you. She tries to put her hands over your stump, then she looks at the spear of stone through your chest. She can’t seem to decide if she can save you or not or where to begin but you save her the trouble. “I’ve been disarmed!” You say and laugh, a disgusting gurgling noise like someone drowning as you actually are while kicking your legs on the ground like you might be flailing.

Thin wires of bone, meat, and flesh grow from your stumps into the shape of arms and you push yourself off the stone spike. Jager looks at you as your chest fills in. Regrows, sorry. You crack your neck as your empty socket which once held a tooth throbs, telling you exactly how many fucks it gives that your regeneration is still working. You crack your neck and shrug.
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“Risa.” Jager says quietly.

“I know. It’s still working but my tooth is being a right bastard, innit?” You ask and then glance to her.

She is standing and clenching her hands so hard her arms are shaking. You think you see some tears in the corner of her eyes but they vanish after she shakes her head. She point at you sternly. “Don’t ever do that to me again.”

“Jager, I am always-“ You start but something in her glare makes you shut up.

“If you ever do that to me again I will get mad. Seriously mad.” She says then turns.

Well, er, wait. She is getting the weepy’s? Hrm. She walks off and you stroll up behind her, trying to figure this whole angry jager thing out. “How bad can it be?” You ask. You are seriously asking how bad an angry German can be? Really? “Fair.” You say as you come up on an intersection.

You smell Sin-Fin down the right a ways and Fuego to the left. You don’t smell Caede with him and Jager still seems like a grumpy gus. “She is a girl I think. So grumpy girl? Grumpy Gal?” You offer.

“I’m not grumpy.” She says in the sort of controlled calm the mad get.

She will probably get over it without you doing anything. But you could say something if you want. Also, which way do we go?

[] Say something
[] Don’t
Then
[] To Fuego!
[] Mah Short-Fin
[] Back the way we came, there might be another path.
[] Other, please specify
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>>30223671
>Say something
"Now you know what it feels like when you keep trying to take bullets for me, like against Samael, and Cain, and the Soul King. I WOULD say that it would be worse for me since you can't heal the way I can, thus you could actually die for keeps if that happened, but considering my overall emotional problems I'd consider it a draw."

>>30223671
[x]don't
[x]to fuego!

>>30223671
>[x] Say something
grow extra arms, "See! Feeling better already!" then hug her. "Fine, no more dead baby ish comedy" (I'm sorry I couldn't think of anything better)

>[x] To Fuego!
Last time we let Dom do what he wants, King Fisher happened. never again.

>>30223671
>[x] Don’t
>[x] Mah Short-Fin

>>30223671
>Say something
"...I'm sorry."

>>30223671

>[x]To Fuego!

Gotta check up on him, for sure. He might be the type to be easily distracted/ensorcelled by certain illusions. He might also know where Caede went.

Hey so if reality remade itself due to Amanda having not been written out of existance does that mean we actually did have a rap battle against that guy we scarborough fair'd?
Also wouldn't he still be alive?

>>30223917
We'd definitely lose our motive for it, which would also mean we've run out of irredeemable sins?

>>30223671
>[] Say something
"I sincerely apo...apooo...apopo (struggle to say apologize for a while)(give up) DAMNIT you know what i'm trying to say."

>>30223940
Nah that's not cute. It's just going to make her more mad.

We're not a cartoon character.

>>30223671
Umm... Gifts make people happier right? Lets give her a gift to make her stop being sad!
Like that hat we stole from that guy in the imaginary universe!

>>30223917
He is dead. You did kill him and those he was with in a fairly less than pleasant way.

>>30224001
But our reason for killing him was because he killed Madonna and she's alive again so why did we kill him in this timeline?

>>30223671
>[] Say something
"I know. I'll play you 'Don't Worry, Be Happy' on my bitchin new guitar!"
Bonus points for shapeshifting for silly bass face.
[] To Fuego!

>>30224026
fun?

>>30224026
I should preface this with I have a very modern whoesque version of time in this. A very small number of things are facts in history. Sometimes you killed him because of a plant. Sometimes you killed him because his afro held the dark one. Sometimes you killed him because he was a hollow and you the shinigami and you just lost at ghost horse racing.

In this timeline no one is left alive who remembers why you killed him since you were in the eye of the hurricane and everyone who could have been a witness is not in any condition to talk.

>>30224083
But we weren't murdering for fun at that time.

Fuego and saying something seems to have won? Writing now.

Surprised I got so many players with how little notice there was.

>>30224026
He looked at us crossways
He said our rhymes sucked
He didn't understand the metric system
He didn't like David Bowie
It was Tuesday.
Risa did for a Klondike bar.
He liked Pepsi more than Coke.

>>30223671
>Don't, give her a teasing hug from behind instead
>To Fuego!

>>30224104
good thing this is a different timeline then

>>30224135
AoPH was cancelled (Prof meeting his dad for the first time!) so I'm guessing some people were left looking for shit to do.

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It's, like, the perspective is all fucked and it hurts to look at. But I think the real thing would be like that anyway. Probably much worse with regards to impossible geometry and hurting to look at.

>>30224162
this with less teasing

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>>30224190
Is Risa qualified to be a non-euclidean geometry teacher?

>>30224263
Moreso than she is to teach Euclidean Geometry

>>30224263
"So, class. Here you can see by the constant of swedish fish that if you add 2 to the radius of the triangle, the resulting pentagon will eat your face."

>>30224263

Well, there are only so many euclidean horrors she could be at times.

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>>30224336
how about this?

Shit I think we accidentally said something to make Jager hate us, which is why AE is taking so long.

>>30224516
Probably, she could only take so much insensitive randumb.

>>30224516
eh, this just feels like his usual write up time

30-40ish minutes.

>>30224542
Those options didn't really have much support behind them.

Which is good because they're really inappropriate.

If we do say anything, I feel like we could try a serious apology for once. Since making Jager cry is even worse than making Sin-Fin cry. If only because Sin-Fin is constantly on the verge of tears.

>>30224651
Unless this is one of those situations where apologizing makes it worse.

>>30224651
Agreed.

guys it is way too early for shadow running. I sincerely doubt this the thing pushes Jager over the edge.

calm down

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yv-Fk1PwVeU

>>30224190
>so close to 50spxp...

I would like to suggest changing the name of the Zero ability to "The Prodigal Beams".

Partially because "cero" already means zero, and just changing it to English just kinda seems eh.

Partially because it fits with the story of the Prodigal Son. The beams that have become separate are now coming back together.

Lastly because the thing is going to blow through go-juice like a motherfucker, and prodigal is used to describe things that are wasteful or extravagant in the expenditure of money and resources, as well as things that are just over the top.

I think it fits.
But then I realize that I don't really wanna change it because Zero still sounds way cooler.

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“You want to touch my guitar?” You ask pulling it out. “It’s all tingly in ways we can’t feel which is sort of sad, but it is also tingly in other ways.” You offer.

“No thank you.” She replies looking down the halls.

You put the guitar back and shift your feet back and forth a little. Should you hug? We are not very good at hugs. Yeah, no hugging. That is for emergencies only. “I’m sorry?” You offer. Yeah, Mr. Rodgers would think that is a good idea.

“I don’t expect you to understand. It’s fine.” She says.

“What are you being a grumpy gus for? My parts grow back! They always grow back.” You protest and she turns.

“But what if they didn’t this time? Your tooth is still gone and we had no way of knowing if the rest of you would follow! What if that killed you?” She asks an angry look to her?

“Yes. That is anger.” You clarify for me.

“Of course I’m angry! Do you want to commit suicide?!” She asks.

A little. “We shouldn’t tell her that.” You mumble so she can’t hear. But could you imagine though? Wonder what would happen if we did. “Of course not, but there is no sense in doing things half measures. Either it would work and I would be fine or it wouldn’t and I am screwed either way. Why are you so upset anyway?” You ask narrowing an eye.
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“Because I love you stupid! You’re my best friend, my family! I don’t want to see you hurt. When you get hurt I hurt. Seeing you hurt yourself just for laughs it makes me really worried. You are always doing this. You went away to hueco mundo after that battle and left me alone. You ripped off your face by yourself for a long time and I didn’t know where you were. You left me in the palace and went to the human world. Then to the spirit world. Then you became a rock. You are always going away and taking awful risks. I am afraid.” She stops as if finished then continues. “I am afraid one day you will do something stupid in a place I can’t see and you won’t come back.”

Ha ha, she called you stupid. “But she also said she loves me.” Like, does she want your hat? That’s love right? “Our hollowness didn’t include that.” You explain for us then scratch your head. “Well, that is certainly a thing. I am not sure where to go from there, but I can promise you I pretty much always come back. I have been obliterated a few times in the past but I keep coming back. I, er-“ You glance around. “I am not good at this. This whole thing where we feel stuff then talk about it and feel some more stuff. But you don’t have to worry about me going anywhere. Look, we can talk about this after we rescue Fuego. Super promise.” You say patting her shoulder and walking past.

She rubs her eyes and follows you. YOU HAVE FORMED A- “What are you doing?” You ask as you dash down the hall, Mari’s shirt having seen better days. Tracking your social points? “I can infer that from the conversation. Don’t do that.” Very well.
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You continue down the hallway until you enter a large room filled with the yelling voice of Fuego, an intense heat, and the bodies of several of the monster women laying on the ground. You listen into his speech over the roar of the inferno “-for to bask in the glory that is the GREAT ME is like making love TO TEN TRILLION EXPLODING SUNS ALL AT ONCE! My musk alone has been known to shatter the minds of the weak willed and cause whole continents to suddenly be filled with boys becoming MEN! To even touch me would obliterate your whole being for even a single hair from my GLORIOUS MANE is an affront to nature and god! For I-“ He changes poses here. “DOMINIC FUEGO! Cannot be sated by any woman within the worlds! That would be cheating on my wife, THE VERY HEAVENS THEMSELVES! Plowed fertile with my greatness!” He changes poses again and you see the flames from his body have melted the stone walls into faces of him. “The GREAT ME!”

“Fuego! They’re dead!” You shout and he looks around.

“Oh. Who are they?” He asks his flames dying down.

“Weren’t you fighting? What with all the flames?” You ask and he shakes his head.

“No, I just do that regularly, TO REMIND THE WORLD WHO HAS LAID CLAIM TO HER FERTILE BOUNTY!” He explains.

“Oh. Well, glad to see you didn’t upset any highly unstable cosmological being.” You offer and he nods.

Jager frowns as she looks over the bodies. “These look like girls wearing fetish demon outfits. Are they supposed to be succubi?” She asks.

“I see you’ve met my daughters.” A voice calls out.
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You look to the wall and pouring out of a black inky pool is a blonde haired woman wearing bits of chitin in various places to preserve her modesty. She flicks her hair idly as she looks over your group then gives a wide smile. “I am the queen of lust Asmodan and I-“

“No you’re not.” You object.

“What?” She asks looking to you.

“I met the fallen angel of lust. They were pretty cool. They gave me a chair. You are a faker. Plus, your name? Total rip off.” You explain.

“I don’t know what false thing you met but as you can see I-“ She starts but you don’t let her finish.

“The thing I met was like diddling yourself with expensive alcohol over your father’s freshly killed corpse while laughing and eating the best pizza ever while a surgeon drilled holes into your pain receptors and you listen to the single greatest song of your life; and that was just from talking. You are just some metal tart with no sense of shame. Gimme back my bloody shirt.” You demand.

She huffs and thrusts out her chest. “Do you think you can still talk so big when you are a drooling slave at my feet?” She asks sending a wave of energy over you which does nothing at all.

“Now kill your friends!” She commands.

Should we punch her?
[] Fuck that, I have a guitar now, I don’t have to put up with her shit
[] Laser the crap out of her
[] Yeah, right in the mouth
[] Other, please specify
(4/4)

>>30225044
>[x] Yeah, right in the mouth

she should be grateful she isn't french

>>30225044
[x] Beat her to death. With the guitar.

>>30225044
>[] Yeah, right in the mouth

>>30225044
"I KNOW THIS IS YOUR DOING LOKI, FACE ME LIKE THE DICKHEAD YOU ARE!"

Worth a shot.

>>30225044
>[] Yeah, right in the mouth
She might be french. Maybe half french.

>>30225044
"Or, you could give me my shirt back before I decide to eat you. Not eat you out, but engage in a highly specific vote fetish where I consume every mote of your essence then happily digest you while writing songs about it with my guitar."

>>30225044
...Just slap her around.

I'm pretty sure this is another trap where someone wants us to expend our energy killing people.

>>30225044
>[X] Fuck that, I have a guitar now, I don’t have to put up with her shit

>>30225114
this works.

>>30225044
>Yeah, right in the mouth
Spread the pain of losing teeth.

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>>30225044

Make love to her with your guitar...through an orifice you create in her torso with your teeth.

>>30225114
this

>>30225044
>[x] Other, please specify
Let's make this BRUTAL.

Walk over to her. Hold her in place with gravity. Jam our finger through her skull into the pleasure center of her brain. Electricity.

>>30225044
>Claim a tooth as our own.

>>30225089
Nah, Loki wouldn't do such an incredibly crappy job at illusions.

>>30225250
Unless that's what he wants us to think.

Also he might show up to compulsively take credit OR deny it, in which case we laser him until he dies.

>50 SPXP

HA HA TIME FOR RESERVE TANK

>>30225326
Let's do it.

Did having an emotional moment with Jager give us SPXP?

>>30225364
No, the picture of our guitar and the picture of Caed+Zweity playing videogames did.

>>30225364
probably the zwiety and Caedae fan art did the trick imo

>>30225326
THERE ARE NO BRAKES ON THE RISA TRAIN.

Also, we should do something nice for Jaeger again. Even if it's not abandoning her and running off like we usually do.

>>30225404
Handcuff ourselves to her?

>>30225404
What if we make her wear us like a symbiote suit from Spiderman?

>>30225404
>>30225478
Let her decide what we are doing for a day?

>>30225404
Hey! We took her to moon! and we almost got freaky together in WOD imagination station.

>>30225535

Then we might just get too clingy and possessive, and make her get up and do stuff while she's asleep.

>>30225535
>"Jaeger! Now you're inside me!"

>>30225536
But we're generally incapable of doing things under our own initiative.

If she tells us to do something and phrases it as a quest hook, we'll do it.

Because we are a lazy cat.

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You sonido over to her quickly and lay a perfect hook right into her jaw. She falls over holding her face. You see a trail of red pool out of her mouth flecked with pristine white. She glares up at you earning her a kick in the same spot. She coughs as she gets sent back a few feet and you drag the guitar on the ground behind you. “Give me back my shirt.” You command. “Or I feed you to my guitar.”

You seem to have gotten quite attached. “It has grown on me” You agree looking up and making Ms. ‘I’m too good for real people clothes’ to look around confused. Out of you. “What?” The guitar grew out of you. Not on you. “Bloody lexicon.”

“I do not know where this shirt you speak of is! So you have some method of resisting my powers. Just like my master your heart must be pure!” She explains trying to keep her jaw from falling off.

“Nah, just don’t got any sex drive really.” Plus we sort of forgot how it all works. At the end of our life things got sort of weird. “True. If you wanted to seduce me into doing something you should have covered yourself in fetal animal blood and wasps.” Yeah. That’s some good seduction right there.

“Who are you talking to?” She asks and you glare.

“I ask the questions here. Where is my shirt!” You growl and raise the guitar.

You have no chance to strike as her body melts into a black ink below you. You leap back, unwilling to get the sticky and/or poisoned. You feel the go juice vanishing as the figure melts away. “So you have bested me! But you shall not find the true kings which await you so easy! Ho ho ho ho!” She says before all she is melts away.
(1/2)

>>30225554
Werewolf Jaeger and vampire risa was brilliant. I wonder if she remembers it.

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“I am starting to suspect these king blokes might actually be a bit touched.” You tell Jager.

“I thought that when the fetish monsters started showing up.” She continues.

“I find them most agreeable! They swarm and fall around me like ANTS TO THE POISONED HONEY THAT IS I!” You know damn well who shouted this.

You see the walls become sticky black with ink for a moment then a door outline forms on the wall in front of you. You could press on to find perhaps a true king, or you could go back to the entrance or go back for Sin-Fin. You know how lonely she gets.

[] Go find mah fin
[] Press on to the true enemy!
[] To the entrance to find another path
[] Other, please specify
(2/2)

>>30225643
>[x] Go find mah fin

always gather the party

and i want to see what kind of shenanigans she's up to..

>>30225643
Lets go find Sin Fin.
Then explode the mountain and retrieve our shirt from the rubble.

>>30225643
>Go find Sin-Fin
"So I think we can all agree that this is a trap of some kind right? I mean the inaccurate mythology combined with the overall suckiness of our opposition, makes me think that they can't genuinely be this lame."

>>30225643
>[] Go find mah fin
Mah short fin.

>>30225643
>[] Go find mah fin
willing to bet she's already beaten her foe.

>>30225643
Why are they stealing our clothing? What sort of diabolical plan requires an, admittedly awesome, doctor who shirt?

>>30225788
Probably involves timey whimey stuff

>>30225788
a distraction ?

>>30226064
From what? For what?

And why are the only people we can detect other Hollows?

Could these chucklefucks be more effective on demons/shinigami/quincy/Ryoko?

>>30226096
I still blame ryouichi

Rereading the adventures of risa in canon has got me thinking. What would THE GREAT ME be like if he ended up in canon? Or Jaeger for that matter

>>30226174
>GREAT ME
Hollow equivalent of Kenpachi

>Jaeger
joins Ichigo's harem of girls he isn't attracted to

>>30226174
>THE GREAT ME at hueco mundo during the espada arc
>the constant fucking with aizen
>the constant pissing of everyone off
>the fact he would probably stomp the shit out of pretty much everyone but aizen there and maybe barragon because bullshit
>implying it wouldn't be hilarious to see ichigo walk into this madness.

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“We should not leave Sin-Fin alone. Remember how lonely she gets?” You say.

“I gave her a small statue of THE GREAT ME, yet she does not carry it with her at all times! Her loneliness could be easily abated!” Fuego shouts.

“That statue was a hundred feet up at least.” Jager protests.

“What is a foot?” You ask.

“It was, like, over 33 meters tall” Jager explains.

“How can you expect to capture even a fragment of ME if you keep it small?!” He asks confused.

“Let’s just go see her.” You say not willing to admit Fuego has a point to Jager.

You leave the way you came and then trek back down the hall. Your tooth aches more and you rub your jaw idly. Damn thing. Damn tooth. Cool guitar. The monsters within the dungeon seem to keep well enough away from you, but occasionally you will see a scantily clad animal like being run away into the shadows. Jager taps you on your shoulder. “You have alcohol right? You should probably swish that around in there.” She says.

“Can we even get infections?” You ask, actually a really good question. I mean, if soul beings can die from soul sickness then that means soul germs must exist. If soul germs exist then yes?

“Do you want to find out?” Jager asks.

You decide no and pull some various alcohols from your pants. No, they are not all safe for human consumption but you drink them anyway. A painfully delightful burn shoots through your mouth where it contacts the socket, sending tingles of pleasure up and down your spine. You allow it to happen as you enter Sin-Fin’s chamber.
(1/3)

>>30226275
I'd say Starrk, Ulquiorra, and Harrible might also give him trouble, considering they're all Vasto Lordes.

>>30226174
Even better, everyone ends up in canon at once.
They thought risa on her own was bad? They ain't seen nothing yet.

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Like before this one is covered in ink, evidently the results of Sin-Fin fighting one of the guardians. You open the door and see before you a teenaged boy in a button down shit and glasses. In front of him are several zombies. He has some cards in his hand and across from him is Sin-Fin. She is holding cards as well and in front of her are some small goblin like creatures.

“Ha ha! You cannot defeat my invincible zombies! No one can destroy the power of the heavenly king of dreams! The great dark wizard Lim-Dul!” He says proudly. “Soon your life will reach zero and you will be killed! Just like your pathetic monsters!” He points out.

Sin-Fin stares blankly at her cards, then to her goblins, then to the Lim-Dul guy who I think stole that name. “…What does this… do?” She asks showing him her hand.

“No! Damn it! Now we have to start again! I already explained how that works! It means you tap your goblins to deal damage!” He fumes picking up his cards.

“What… is tap?” She asks tilting her heads.

“This is why girls are just awful! First you chose a goblin/burn deck and now you can’t even remember the rules! It means you turn then to indicate they can’t move! Goblins suck anyway!” He says.

You see Sin-Fin pat one of the small green humanoids. “It’s okay boss” The goblin says. “We are going to win the next one for you, gob!”

“…Gob.” Sin-Fin agrees.
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This… I am not certain what is going on here.

“More challengers? Finally there is a man here. Maybe you can take over this little girl’s abysmal deck!” That dude says.

“Mine.” Sin-Fin says without hesitation and very clearly making you look at her shocked. “My… goblins.” She explains once more in her usual voice. “Gob.”

“I offered the female a chance to defeat me at this game since she would have no chance in a real fight against a necromancer of my power! Still she insists on saving her life total. She knows once she dies she will die and her body will be one of my dark soldiers!” He adds a stereotypical laugh at the end.

“He doesn’t know we are already dead does he? Does that make us undead?” You wonder. No, I mean we are not no longer dead we are just dead but doing dead people stuff maybe. Ghosts are magic.

What should we do here?
[] Leave Sin-Fin to her game
[] Attack this fool
[] Play him. You are down with nerdy stuff
[] Other, please specify
(3/3)

>>30226379
>[x] Other, please specify
"Vintage?"
regardless of answer
>[x] Attack this fool

>>30226379
Whine to Jager how these guys are becoming too pathetic for us to want to kill them, for fear we'd catch their stupid.

>>30226379
>[] Play him. You are down with nerdy stuff

Oh god, we're murdering LARPers aren't we?

>>30226379
>[] Other
Inform him of the fates of his compatriots. Ask sin fin if she wants to keep playing.


Why are we fighting super powered neckbeards and their fantasies?

>>30226379
>Leave Sin-Fin to her game
If she's having fun, then who are we to interfere?

>>30226379
>[x] Play him. You are down with the nerdy stuff

Since we're in ye olden times, run a Shaharazad deck. Collect tears.

>>30226423
It is currently 1997

>>30226475
ah, also, my knowledge of magic is next to nothing

>>30226379
>Leave Sin-Fin to her game
Absentmindedly try and shove the guitar back into our moth?"

>>30226379
>[] Other, please specify
Cheat for Sin Fin.

Cheat like a motherfucker.

Illusion the nerd so that he thinks he's getting manascrewed constantly.

And illusion him to think SF is pulling perfect winner hands.

>>30226474
>>30226450
C'mon guys, you heard Sin-Fin say

>“Mine.” Sin-Fin says without hesitation and very clearly making you look at her shocked. “My… goblins.” She explains once more in her usual voice. “Gob.”

That's the most passion she's displayed towards... anything.

Ever.

>>30226379

>Play him. You are down with nerdy stuff.
>make the game more interesting, fly him a bit every point you deal, and do likewise to yourself.
>laugh that you have regeneration and are already dead and prepare for hilarity.

>>30226379
Use monologues knowledge to illusion us up a mana less dredge deck. Harvest tears.

>>30226379
[x] Cheer for Sin-Fin
[x] Subtly cheat for her if necessary.

>>30226546
This.

>>30226474
ooh, this is set in Ice Age standard...

NECROPOTENCE.

>>30226546
Seems like the best idea. Short of future net decking and curb stomping.

>Make a miracle goblin deck
>Sin Fin gets lots of little goblin summon dudes
>They're actually nice to her
>Call her "boss" and stuff

>>30226577
wait is that far enough in to play the chronatog deck, cause i fucking love that deck.

>>30226637
Exactly, why not let her have fun.

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what kind of deck would Risa play?

>>30226902

A mishmash of cards whose usefulness alongside one another is not readily apparent until after a stagnant game the final domino is pushed and her opponent looks in horror as a deck that couldn't possibly be playable destroys him utterly.

>>30226902
I think Risa would have the most bullshit luck-reliant deck ever, and she would just fatebreaker to force it to work.

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“Jager.” You say as the dark ‘necromancer’ shuffles his cards.

“Yes Risa?” Jager says calmly.

“I am starting to fear killing all of these people. I am afraid I might catch their stupid.” You explain.

Jager nods, not disagreeing with you. “Sin-Fin likes those, er, what are they called?”

“Goblins. They are like orcs. J. R. R. wrote about them.” You explain your knowledge of children’s books astounding. “First off, I am like, a Cheshire cat sort of. Second, while The Hobbit was more childish the Lord of the Rings proper was for sophisticated dames.” You explain.

“I don’t know what those are.” Jager explains as Fuego gets to work carving images of himself.

“No. No I guess you don’t.” You say with a bit of sadness. Nerd.

You let Sin-Fin hug her goblins goodbye then start a new game. You sit by the sides, though you are uncertain what to cheer, you start casting heavy on your illusions. You make sure the guy doesn’t get any land thingies, er, gets ‘Mana screwed’ and the cries of mulligan continue till his hand in down to a pathetic size. “Go sin-Fin! Believe in the heart of the cards!” No, that is a stupid idea. “Yeah.” You agree.

“Quiet over there I am trying to-“ Lim-Dul says finally looking at you.
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His nerd eyes go wide as he stares at your ruined shirt. “Cover thy shame woman! For a lady to be exposed like that is unbecoming!” He explains.

You look down. “It is covering the important bits, calm your tits. Ha, made a funny.” You note as Sin-Fin’s goblins launch an offensive of pure goblin destruction!

“Damn it! Guess I will instant kill one of them.” He says playing a spell using a land he pulled and you see Sin-Fin’s eyes go wide as one of her goblins fall.

“Artemis…” She says quietly as the goblin coughs and looks at her.

“D-Don’t look like that boss, Gob. You have to be strong for the others, Gob. It-It was a short life, but you made it worthwhile, Gob.” He says before dying and fading into small motes of light.

“Fucking mana screwed. I can come back though. Fucking women distracting me. I am just such a nice guy so I let her have that attack. Taking advantage of me.” Lim-Dul grumbles.

You feel a wild surge of go juice around Sin-Fin. She slowly lifts her arm to point at Lim-Dul as he taps his cards on his hand. “Fucking end your turn already so I can kill your-“

“Remember.” Sin-Fin commands and you feel a surge of angry go juice hit Lim-Dul.

At first nothing happens and he blinks confused. Then you see sweat form on his forehead as a bone in his leg cracks. Small dots of chicken-pox form over his body and he vomits all over the floor. He holds his through and you see blood shoot out of his mouth as if a tonsil surgery wound had opened. His eyes start to become slightly glossy as he starts expelling liquids at both ends and you see him tremble in agony as he looks up at Sin-Fin. However that doesn’t last long as his stomach spills open onto the floor, an old appendix scar remembering the time it was cut open. By expert hands or not it is still a wound it seems. He falls into a pool of his own filth as sickness shoots through his body and you notice he seems to have fallen into blissful unconsciousness.
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Sin-Fin gathers up her goblins and puts them in her pocket, careful not to dent the edges as the goblins vanish, the magic giving them form evidently falling with their master. You glance at Jager and see she is staring a little terrified of Sin-Fin but you just let it go.

“I see you have bested him Sin-Fin OF THE TOWER OF ETERNAL NIGHT! A mighty victory which I am certain shall be spoken of within the epics that are penned OF I!” Fuego explains, three statures of him already in poses next to him.

“Artemis…” She whispers giving one final glare to the likely dying Lim-Dul.

You know, with how chill she normally is I forgot she is actually a genocide machine.

“Me too.” You say as a door forms.

What do we do?

[] Back to the other room which opened after Fuego
[] Through this room into the next hall
[] Talk to one of them(Who about what?)
[] Other, please specify
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>>30227202
>[x] Back to the other room which opened after Fuego

cannot leave that man alone. all his exploits must be recorded for future generations

>The horrifying realization that Artemis will join the swarm of ghosties that haunt SF

>>30227202
>[] Through this room into the next hall

>>30227250
He's with us.

>>30227202
"...Fuego, can you use your paternal abilities to find out where Caede is?"

>>30227250
disregard that post, I had a stupid

>>30227202
>[x] Through this room into the next hall

>>30227202
>Other
Walkover and kick the dying dude, "I would apologize to Artemis for killing him if I were you."

>>30227576

seconded

>>30227576
>>30227712
You realize the guy isn't conscious right?

>>30227742
I did say to kick him.

>>30227772
Kicking him won't wake him up considering all the pain he is currently in. I mean we could still kick him for shits and giggles, I'm okay with that.

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“We should really get Sin-Fin a cat or something.” Jager says as the woman walks over to your group.

“Do you really, really want to deal with the repercussions of when it dies? Remember when we had to clean up the hollow corpses around her tower because she made everyone so sad? I kept stacking them into shapes and trying to make them do things. You were less than pleased.” You answer.

“There are immortal cats right? Like in myths and legends? Could we get one of those?” Jager asks as you walk over to the door to the hall beyond.

“Most of them are evil. I would rather she not start killing kids to make her cat happy and keep it youthful.” You say glancing back at the woman for a moment.

You open the door and immediately a wave of buzzing nearly knocks you down from the sheer volume. You squint as your mind adjusts for the insane decibels bombarding you and then look around. The hall has acid burn marks and you see several large maggot like creatures devouring the stone within the walls. You follow the buzzing, making an effort not to break your ears like you are some kid at a concert until finally you come upon the source.

Caede stands in the center of the hallway, though it took a moment to recognize her. Gone is the school uniform or casual adorable clothes likely chosen by jager. In its place is spiky black armor. A smooth helmet sits on her head and covers her eyes and hair but leaves her nose and mouth free. A long metallic tail starts from the base of her neck on the armor, goes down her spine, and then juts out curling and swaying behind her. Her legs and arms seem different, her legs thin things ending in three long toes at the base going out in all directions while her arms seem to have also thinned down they seem to have fused with the armor, turning into thin knives at her fingers.
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You hear her snarl as her wings fibrate faster, and your realize she is directing most of the sound waves at a form kneeling in front of her and while it is nearly deafening for you, that is just from the spill over. “Where is the al-jinnī.” She demands and you see the form in front of her twist and shiver, in answer you suspect. “I said where is it!” She shouts and the figures seems to respond though you can’t hear it.

“Then you are useless.” She buzzes and draws something in the air.

You see a circle as she mutters something in a language you can’t understand then a symbol within the circle which you cannot describe. All you know is that is it Caede. The symbol is simply her. You don’t know what it looks like, or how many lines there are, but you do know it is obvious it is her. Were you to see it on the wall of a subway a million miles from her you would still describe it the same.

From within the symbol a massive worm shoots out, it’s mouth dribbling green slime as it bites down on the figure, the orange fleshing carrying the scent of brimstone, and the small light blue eyes all around the front seemingly too knowing. You think the figure screams as it gets pulled into the worm, but you can’t hear it, and you believe it was still screaming when the worm faded into nothing. Likely back to whichever circle it came from.

Caede’s wings stop buzzing and she turns, then freezes upon seeing you. She looks around panicked, her single viewpoint seemingly swiveling as she tries to figure out what to say. “I can explain thizzz” She says then covers her mouth, hiding her buzzing sound.

“Caede.” Jager mutters walking up beside you.

“I mean. You will get it, not that you have to, or I care, but I mean.” She tries and you can tell she is getting upset.

Jager puts her hands together in front of her mouth as if in prayer and then, in a voice so quiet it barely carries, she says “Cute.”

“What?” You ask looking at her.
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She nearly runs over to Caede and wraps her arms around the girl, making the Hell Knight jump in surprise. “What?” Caede says in nearly your same tone.

“You have a little set of armor! That’s so adorable. Where did you get it? Did you make it yourself?” Jager asks.

“Well, I guess I sort of did make it but it is not cute! I am a hell knight! One of the nobles and this armor is menacing!” She protests weakly pushing at the woman but being careful not to cut her.

“Of course the GREAT DAUGHTER of the GREAT ME would be THE CUTEST IN THE WORLD!” Fuego boasts behind you.

“You made it yourself huh? You did a really good job. You look so nice in that armor. I am really intimidated.” Jager says pressing her cheek against Caede as she holds her close, her skin evidently being able to take all the spikes.

“You are mocking me! I am a hell knight! A warrior against the light of Him! A chief torturer within the darkest pits! A walker of nightmares and speaker of the vilest sin! Fear me!” She demands as a light pink colors under her helmet.

“I am really scared.” Jager says. “We all are right?” She adds looking at you expectantly.

“Yeah. Yes, really scary.” You say as Sin-Fin nods.

“Even as cute as you are a DAUGHTER OF I! Is as scary as she wishes to be!” Fuego explains.

We hang out with weird people.

After the hugging is over and Caede’s armor vanishes leaving behind an acidic sulfuric smell your group takes a small break. Probably because Caede is still pouting about not being scary to Jager. You could probably talk to one of them if you wanted to.

[] Caede, what the hell is an al-jinnī
[] Jager, you are not even sort of scared?
[] Fuego, What the hell do you raise your kids on?
[] Sin-Fin, you holding up alright after that goblin thing?
[] No one, just stand here quietly.
[] Other, please specify
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>>30228182
>[x] Caede, what the hell is an al-jinnī

>>30228182
"So Caede, is an al-jinn... i with a horizontal line for a dot the proper way of saying genie?

Can we get wishes?"

Also talk to Jager

"So I was wondering how'd your opponent end up dead? I mean these guys are so weak it seems hard to believe your life was in danger. I killed mine because I rocked harder than I thought I did, Fuego didn't even notice, and Sin-Fin is a crazy person who doesn't get that anyone she kills is just gonna be stuck in her head forever.

What's your excuse?"

>>30228182
[x] Caede, what the hell is an al-jinnī

She's like the little bat being brushed and protesting "NOOO! I am the NIGHT!"

>>30228263
Ok god, Jäger brought hers home with her, didn't she?

>>30228182
[] Caede, what the hell is an al-jinnī

>>30228182
>Sit on Jager's lap with Sin-Fin on yours and Caede on hers

>[X] Caede, what the hell's an al-jinnī?
>[X] Sin, how you holding up girl?

>>30228504
>implying this isn't why she is asking about the cat.

bump?

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Xbawks heug write up or heem sleepy?

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"So Caede, is an al-jinn... i with a horizontal line for a dot the proper way of saying genie? Can we get wishes? Can I wish for more wishes?” You ask trying to cheat the system.

“How do you know about-“ She pauses then realizes she said it. “I am really bad at talking.”

“Me too. One time I said just the right words and killed all of you. Time itself unwound and then had to be put back together.” You are remembered things in the wrong order again. “Oh. Then yeah, you are really bad at talking and I can’t quite relate to your issues.”

“They do give wishes but most times they turn bad.” She says finally, evidently deciding to just let it go.

“Go bad? They all seemed to be working fine to me.” You point out.

“Think so? One laying in a pool of his own waste because he decided to use his power on a woman? And she just happens to pick the one monster she thinks is adorable? Yours just happens to have a magical guitar and just so happens to challenge the one person who can make a magical guitar which eats people?” She asks.

“Those are all just coincidences.” You say.

“Subtle, isn’t it?” She asks.

“So every unfortunate coincidence in human history is just because the Jinn fuck with people?” You ask unconvinced.
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“No, of course not. That would be silly.” She says with a perfectly straight face.

Jinn=Loki. Check. “How bad could it be? Like if I wished for fenrir to never get out of his cage?”

Granted. Now all energy is sucked from the universe until the heat death of all realities occurs in three weeks and no one can get to him because the cage is too fucking powerful. “I wish for a ham sandwich.” You didn’t specify what sort of toppings. It is made out of Jager. “Twenty quid?” Granted. The twenty quid fell out of Lucifer’s pocket. He tracks you down through it and kills everyone. “I no longer like the jinn.” You say.

“No one likes the Jinn.” Caede explains unhappy.

I sort of like the Jinn. “What if I wished you away?” You ask angrily at me.

“Wh-what? Why would you- Oh, of course! You see I am a fine hell knight! You tremble at the possibility of my awakening to-“ Caede starts but you shush her.

“I am talking to monologue.” You say. Seriously? Dick move chick. Just you wait, once a better gig comes along I am out of here. “You are now acutely aware that Sin-Fin will never give you her home made chocolates for valentines day. Her pale cheeks tinted slightly by blush and awkwardly holding the strangely lumped token of her affections.” You say. Damn it. Fine, two can do this.

You are not acutely aware that Jager will never fussily fix your tie in the morning before handing you your suitcase for work. She will never give you your lunch and tell you she made your favorite before giving you a chaste kiss and wishing you a good day at work. You fall to your knees and punch the ground. “Can we stop playing this game? I don’t like it much.”

“Let’s move on.” Jager says with a signal.
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You follow after her down the hall. It takes a while to get around Caedes admittedly severe destruction, but you eventually manage it and find yourself in another room. This one is dark though you hear something moving. You hold still and then shiver as a thin finger goes up your spine. “Hora.” A voice calls from behind you.

“Did she just call me a-“ You start. No, no that can’t be. We probably misheard her. Yeah, that’s it.

You summon cero energy and fill the room with violet light. Standing, er, well not standing persay but in the middle is a snake woman with snakes in her hair, large breasts, and a troubling lack of clothes.

“To think you would make it this far. It doesn’t matter. Why don’t we play together? Hora, hora, why don’t-“ She did call you one!

“No, you’re a hora!” You shout pointing at her.

“Hora?” She tilts her head.

Again! Damn her!

[] She called you a whore! Ice the snake!
[] We are not parlaying.
[] Have someone else talk to her, you are far too mad.
[] Other, please specify
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>>30229215
Well that was a pretty random grab.

>>30229215
>[] Have someone else talk to her, you are far too mad

>>30229215
>[x] Have someone else talk to her, you are far too mad.

"Jagerbombs, diplomance! and remember! Murder death kill of snake nudist is only a finger snap away...

>>30229215
"...Everyone we've run into has died horribly. And it wasn't even on purpose. Go home and rethink your life."

>>30229215
>Ask her what the exact wording of her wish was.

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“Everyone we have run into has died horribly. Do you really think this is the best time to-“ You start.

“Hora, hora, that is-“ She said it again! That cheeky cunt!

You are about to punch the piss right out of her mouth when you remember you are trying to be diplomatic, though I have no idea why. You pull yourself back from raping her internal organs with her bones before looking to Jager. “Jager, you do the diplomacy thing. I am far too furious.” You say.

“Why are you mad she didn’t say anything?” Jager asks.

“She called me a whore! I object to that label unless they have proof in which case I tell her she isn’t my mom and that she can’t tell me what to do.” You explain and Jager sighs.

“I though you translated all of this?” Jager asks. All of this? You vastly overestimate how much I get paid.

“Damn thatcher and her wage slavery.” You agree.

Jager begins discussing things with the naked snake lady while we ponder the mechanics of why a snake woman would constantly be naked and not wearing an outfit made out of those hand warmer things. I think they have those, like, wraps which you can do for your spine. “That’s a really good idea.” You note.

After a few moments Jager returns with the snake woman happily following her. “She agreed to take us to the king guy. One of the six four heavenly kings? I am not too sure how it works. I also made her stop saying that word you don’t like.” She explains.
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Damn she’s good. You follow the woman into the room beyond. This one looks like an old styled village. While they were standing around in straw huts we were building proper civilization, just saying. Anyway you walk into the small village and see a man standing in the center. He is wearing a traditional kimono though the chest is open to show off his lithe body. He has long hair and smiles when he sees your group. You estimate him to be in late teens or early twenties. “Hello, I am Nishikawa Ryuzaki.” He say and you point at him.

“Nishi the Blade!” You explain leaping into a shack hut.

“What? No, I didn’t make a wish. I don’t even have a sword.” He says.

You reach inside your pants and grab the hilt of an old sword. You throw it at him and it bounces off his head pretty good. He lets out a yelp of pain before picking up the old sword. “Wow, this looks really old. Really expensive too, where did you get it?” He asks.

“I may have made a stop in the royal treasury. No one was using the stuff so I shoved it all in my pants. Nishi the Blade!” You shout and he looks around.

“I don’t know how to use a sword. I don’t understand what you are talking about.” He replies.

You charge your cero energy and then fire at him. Your companions leap away as you fire a stream of constant ceros towards the impossible man! As you stop to catch your breath you find the whole of the area around him seems to be damaged, but he is unharmed. He stops covering his head and closing his eyes then looks around. “What are you?” He demands.

“He cut my beams in half!” You point out terrified.

“You just missed! Stop lasering the man and let him talk!” Jager commands.

“Nishi the blade!” You point back out and then charge a black hole.

This may take a while

How about we end it here, I am getting pretty tired. Still around for questions, concerns, comments, spending spxp, and the like
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>>30229656
I think we're all in agreement on this: Reserve Tank please

>>30229656
>>30229711

also, thanks for running

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>>30229711
>>30229748
Done and done. Thanks for playing. Rushed a bit at the end as I needed to get to the most dangerous man of all.

Thanks to the anon who archived!

>>30229805
Why are we attacking this guy?

Is it some kind of in-joke?

I have no idea what you're trying to refer to and google has failed me.

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>>30229866
Why did we steal evidently the imperial regalia of Japan? Most of them had at least obvious gimmicks. This one does not, meaning he is clearly the most dangerous of the group.

Besides, they stole the shirt. What other reason do they need to die?

Since I am pretty sure everyone else has gone to do other things I will log here too.

Thanks for playing everyone.

Fell asleep at desk. Thanks for running.

Thanks to other player who remembered to get reserve tank and didn't samefag for other shit just to be a meanie.