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You manage to sneak close, crawling like a soldier in the trenches until you get close to the back room. However before you can go in you see a group of odd smelling people leave and move towards the back entrance. You recognize one of the group as being the angel you had a discussion about pooping with, and thus conclude that this is the ‘We can totally take a fallen angel who has been feeding on the collective lust of humanity since forever’ strike force.

Seems you have some options here
[] Run ahead of them and warn Asmodeus.
[] Back to the shrine. May as well watch the fireworks.
[] Eat more potatoes
[] Follow and just watch
[] Other, please specify
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>>31394739
>[] Eat more potatoes
>[] Follow and just watch

catch the show, do a run in if Assy needs help

>>31394716
>[x] Run ahead of them and warn Asmodeus
>[x] Eat more potatoes
both because you know that inventory swiped some of those

>>31394739
>[x] Run ahead of them and warn Asmodeus.
Then sit back and wait for the glorious roflstomping. We're gonna scarf the remains like a wild dog waiting for the lions and the elephants to kill eachother.

>>31394739
>[] Eat more potatoes
>[] Run ahead of them and warn Asmodeus.
Can Delilah keep up or will we have to stuff em in our pants?

I'm just gunna leave this here incase we go full loli of the corn
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ddsa5giY7o

>>31395178
I like this idea
spooky kid song playlist?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jRXQsQKGqIU

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You pile a few of the trays full of burning hot potatoes into your pants before running out into the street. You take a deep wiff of the air, totally ignoring your coat by the way. The outfit Jager did her best to pick just for you. You frown before going back in and getting your coat and boots back on. You adjust your scarf and your bobble hat.

You walk outside and raise your arms as if saying “Good enough you bastard” then sonido off. You take the fastest way you know how, small impact zones of cleared snow where you touch down and kick off of rooms in order to keep your speed up. You finally trace the sticky sweet, hedonistically mad stench and follow it. The loud, heavy base makes your tiny Risa self bounce a little from the pure volume. You push open the door and find the club filled, much as it was last time, with hot writing nearly naked bodies. Most of the people here have totally lost their minds from the drugs and sex and sensations of the club long ago yet allow themselves to go further into the darkened maw of madness.

You hop over a pair of men snogging and whipping each other with thick barbs which tear and gnash their backs. They seem to have been at it for a while as most of their backs look like hamburger meat with a thick white line in it. You look around the club for the host, eventually making your way to the back room. Sitting there on a sofa which seems to be writhing with the bodies outside of the door is Asmodeus. Red hair, pretty cool clothes, and an insane beauty which makes you feel like you have to torture people just to be worth standing before her. You shake the feeling off and give her a nod. She nods back and rubs her leg a little. For the first time you notice she seems to have a cane made of some strange material resting beside her.

You take a seat across from her and clear your throat, the strange feeling the angels give you making it hard to think. “You use a cane?”
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>25 spxp
>MORE LASER costs 30

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She gives a half shrug. “Well, not always. But sometimes my leg just acts up and makes it hard to walk.”

Her voice is like the feeling of molten lead being dribbled on your naughty parts after you have been laying naked in a snow storm for a few days, eating your loved ones and finally understanding what it means to be alive. “How did it happen?” You ask, not understanding common courtesy.

“I had a bit of a tumble.” She explains.

“That doesn’t sound so bad.” You reply getting one of those cookies.

“Out of heaven. Then collided with the planet like a burning meteor made of hate and pain and fell nine dimensional layers into a pit of eternal torment. It healed up more or less but sometimes it just stings. Puts me in a bit of a cross mood.” She says.

You nod as you take a sip of the burning hot, scalding liquid she calls tea but you are certain is actually fluids best not described. “Well, sorry to be the bringer of bad news, but it seems the angels are going to come here and plan on kicking your ass.” You say.

You both sit in silence for a while, both of you taking sips of your ‘tea’ until finally Asmodeus breaks the silence. “Well, cocks.”

“Cocks indeed.” You agree.
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“Which of the archangels they bringing? How many of em? I may have to parlay if it gets bad.” She asks and you shake your head.

“They don’t want to bring any of the archangels. Seems they are just going to bring the regular grunts here to mob you like a scrub.” You reply.

You soak in the silence for a few moments, closing your eyes as you enjoy your tea like a sophisticated British lady. However as you are in mid sip the taste suddenly shifts into something insanely strong. You pull it away as you suddenly become far more aware of the heat of the club, the weight of the music, the sounds of pleasure, everything. You turn back to Asmodeus and notice she has a thin smile on her face, evidently struggling to keep her cheery, lustful attitude. “Did you say they just sent grunts to try and kill me?” She asks.

What do you do?

[] Try and calm her down(How?)
[] Goad her on(How?)
[] Other, please specify
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>>31395699
>[x] Goad her on(How?)

"They forgot they fear you. Remind them."

and ask if we can have the leftovers.

>>31395699
>[] Goad her on(How?)
"Yep. Grunts. I don't remember his name, but I've just been calling him autism angel because I walked right up to him and he started talking about poo. I don't think they even know [sloth guy forgot his name] is here either."
Then we can also tell her those nasty things they said in the church. Something about abomination blah blah a blight on the city blah must be removed blah blah blah...

Is the plant still with us?

>>31395699
Calm her. We don't want her to force the archangels hand.

>>31395699
"They also want to destroy the city, because apparently they'd rather everyone here be dead instead of having fun.

Which.I would like to avoid if possible, I keep my stuff here."

>>31395699
>Try and calm her down(How?)
Getting these dudes too excited has typically not ended well for us.

>>31395745
>>31395757
Guys, remember that there is still an archangel at the church. A full power Asmodeus will bring them down like a ton of holy bricks

>>31395699
>[X] Goad her on(How?)

Yep! They think you can't possible stand against the true followers of the Lord, His great works will undo you, some other nonsense about righteousness and whatnot.

>>31395757
Seconded.

>>31395874
we eat the loser and skedaddle

Looks like goading on wins?

Writing now.

>>31395914
The holy Joes are going to get their shit pushed in they didn't bring any archangels and they don't even know lazy boy is here.

>>31395927
Damn it guys, when will you learn?

>>31396309
They never learn, but at least it is consistent with the character

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You set the tea down, momentarily noting how fucking great porcelain feels against your raw, fleshy fingers. Your tender tips gently caressing the smooth, white polish. Thin trails of your sticky sweat making it impossible to tell when- “That’s about enough of that” You mumble. Fine.

Still, you think, you can use this. As the door throws open and Matilda stand there, his clothes disheveled from, and you can only guess from the growing screams of pain and pleasure in the room beyond. The growing aura of hedonistic insanity being emitted along with Asmodeus’ go juice. You glance back and she moves to speak, his pink hair still pink in a way that says ‘Onee-chan! This is super dangerous!’ “I know, I know! Jeez, you always were a worry wart. I totally got this Damien.” You sooth the savage beast and turn towards Asmodeus. “Yeah, grunt angels. I don’t really remember their names but I called one of them Autism angel because we talked about poop. They don’t even know about Rape Sloth being here. Anyway, they said you are a threat to the world and something about the church needing to put you in your place. His great works shall undo you, blah blah blah, that sort of pretentious nonsense.” You explain.

From the room behind you, you hear the screaming suddenly stop. You turn and see the writhing bodies all seem to have blood pouring out of their ears, eyes, and noses. You take a sniff off the air and realize that while, yes, there is blood there is also a lot of dopamine in the liquid. Seems their bodies because too full of the stuff and it burnt them out or otherwise flooded their brain cases. You look back at Asmodeus and notice all the waves of infinite pleasure seem to have just stopped. “I see.” She says. She grabs her cane and pushes herself up off her sofa, making a small grimace of pain. “I see, I see, I see.” She repeats.
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The eerie quiet almost seems worse than the wild waves of pleasure she was radiating earlier. You glance around and consider skedaddling. “Aren’t you coming Risa?” She asks as she steps over a pair of siblings, their faces locked in joy.

“Well, I mean, this seems to be more of a family problem. Don’t want to step in between a private matter.” You say wiggling your fingers in a manner you hope is convincing.

“More like you just hope for some left overs.” Yes. “But if you want to be a dog and beg for scraps.” At once she is in front of you, choking you with her slender fingers. You look into her eyes and see they have shifted to an impossible rainbow of colors, each more sickening than the last. You cough as you smell the most vile and beautiful rot hot on her breath. “If you want to be my dog and beg for scraps I shall not be gentle in breaking you!” She swears throwing you at her chair.

You cough and rub your neck as she places a hand over her face and takes a deep breath, slowly calming down. After a moment she has another smile on her face. “Sorry, the leg tends to make me a bit touchy, okay? Forgive me, right?” She asks but like all angels it is bloody hard to tell what they mean. “Besides, I can’t promise I will leave enough for you to use after. What do you say? We can make this a bonding experience! Then get matching piercings and shoes, maybe get our nails and hair done. Make a day of it.” She offers.

Hrm
[] No, I am sure you got it. I have stuff to do (Watch from close by)
[] Why the hell not? You got my back in case shit goes wrong and I know you are strong enough to keep me whole (May as well give it a go with Asmodeus)
[] No, I think I left my jager on the TV. (To the shrine)
[] Other, please specify
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>>31396414
>[] Why the hell not? You got my back in case shit goes wrong and I know you are strong enough to keep me whole (May as well give it a go with Asmodeus)

Oh god, did we just get sex lady pissed off at the angels inhabiting the potatoe source?
We gotta save the cooks!

>>31396414
>[x] Why the hell not? You got my back in case shit goes wrong and I know you are strong enough to keep me whole (May as well give it a go with Asmodeus)

we can just run away if it gets too hot

>>31396414
Join her, but send Ichabod to the shrine to tell them what's going dowb

>>31396414
>Why the hell not? You got my back in case shit goes wrong and I know you are strong enough to keep me whole (May as well give it a go with Asmodeus)

Lets be honest here we were going to kill them eventually.

>>31396414
>[] Why the hell not?

I mean, we haven't gotten to eat angels yet.
Specifically with the intent to eat them. And it's practically in self defense.

>>31396414
>[X] Why the hell not? You got my back in case shit goes wrong and I know you are strong enough to keep me whole (May as well give it a go with Asmodeus)

We need angel bit to power level Sirus over here so why not?

>>31396414
>[] Why the hell not? You got my back in case shit goes wrong and I know you are strong enough to keep me whole (May as well give it a go with Asmodeus)
Might want to send plantbro to warn the scrubs or whatever though.

how many angel corpses can fit in inventory?

>>31396548
Yeah this.

>>31396580
The energy fades fast. We gotta eat em on site.

>>31396414
Just don't hurt the potatoes I all I ask.

>>31396683
Eat the one that makes potatoes, gain its power.

>>31396757
A worthy goal

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>>31396757
can't we just miracle people into potatoes?

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“Ichabod! To the shrine. Imply heavily what is going on here so that Jager doesn’t worry. Make it, like, a really comforting implication. Like starbursts.” You command and nod sagely. “Yeah, but like, not the part where you get throat mucus all wrapped up in the sugar so when you go to swallow it is like sugary snot spaghetti. That is just the worst part of starbursts. To make sure that doesn’t happen make sure you warn them about the angel danger.” You explain before lifting up Rose and taking him outside.

You throw your plant towards the shrine, totally ignoring the fact that they could walk there just fine on their own. You nod proud at yourself for being a responsible adult before turning back towards Asmodeus who is taking her sweet time on the stairs, which you have been jumping over each time you go to and leave the club. “You know. If you knew your leg sometimes bothered you then why the bloody hell did you install stairs here?” You ask. “Stairs are just the worst.”

“Shush you. It adds to the ambiance. Besides I wasn’t planning on ever leaving.” Asmodeus explains, finally making it up the stairs and to street level.

Just in time too. From opposite ends of the street you see several of the grunt angels. They approach and form a semicircle around the pair of you, with the entrance to the club at your backs. You give a friendly smile towards autism angel, but he doesn’t seem to remember you. Faces are probably hard for angels still since they don’t really have them. Also faces are the worst. “No stairs. Stairs are the worst.” You point out. Right, those too.

“Hello Sister.” One of the angels say walking forward from the small group. “We have never met, I was born after your rebellion in the heavens. I am Camael, he who watches over the love of man.” He explains.

“Well, gosh golly. Super swell to meet you.” Asmodeus offers sarcastically.
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Camael smiles, bloody ugly thing to a sinner like you, and tilts his head. “I see you struggle to be with the humans. Turn back sister. God would forgive your transgression against Him. Walk away from the morning star and ask for forgiveness.”

“First off Camael. I am not working for Lucifer. Bloke did me a fine turn and I shagged his brains out, but that is it. Second, I am not going to say sorry. Because I am not wrong.” She explains and you see the second line is the one that makes the angels furious.

“You dare-“ Camael starts but Asmodeus continues.

“And you lot! Look at you, with your feathers all a rustled. You couldn’t even bring Dumah? Dumah is always good for a laugh.” Asmodeus explains tapping her cane against the street.

From the group one of the angels lets out a laugh and cracks his knuckles. “Do we have to listen to this shit? Let’s just take her down.”

The angel is in a massive body. Deeply tanned skin and fiery red hair. He sneers as he walks forward to stand before asmodeus and looks down on her. “Ugly, crippled heretic bitch. We offered you something nice and you can’t even manage to say thank you? You don’t even have any grace left and you think you can take us out? I hear you used to be pretty hot shit up in heaven, but now that you are ground side I bet even I can handle you. We new generation are way better than you weakened old generations!” He boasts and you get the feeling Asmodeus is getting irritated.

“Well now, aren’t you a big one.” She says and holds out her hand.

A small crimson curved dagger forms in her hand as she keeps her pleasant smile. “What might your name be then?” She asks and you see the angel puff up his chest.
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“I am the soon to be angel of war Do-“ He starts but never gets to finish.

With a strong sweet of her hand a massive radiating energy wave of moans and screams washed out. It slams in to the angels and then goes past them into the city. You hear screams and moans as the wave hits the occupied buildings and you can only guess at what is going on in there. The angels all have massive cuts in their mid sections from where the energy wave hit with the large angel from before is cleanly cut in half.

Six red wings of light sprout from Asmodeus’ back and start licking at the ground. Deep crimson light fills the street as the angels all start forming blades of their own. “Well now Risa, pisa, shall we get started?” Asmodeus asks

“Risa Pisa? That’s what you are going with?” You wonder.

“Taking it for a spin. No good?” She asks.

“Not really.” You say as the angels seem to have noticed you as well, but Asmodeus seems to be the bigger threat.

Which angel do you fight? How do you do it?

[X]*Miracle upgrade*
[] First release
[] Second release
[] Go for the girl angel on the outer edge
[] Go for the middle angel who is fighting Asmodeus. Double team go!
[] Go for a random angel, you don’t care which
[] Die Autism angel!
[] Angel wearing a bandana around his eyes
[] Angel with two swords. TWO SWORDS!
[] Angel with the bow
[] Other, please specify

Also, please roll 1d100. Best of first five
(3/3)

>>31397525
>[x] Second release
Don't fuck around with the angels.

>[x] Angel with the bow
>Bow
>Quincies
>Nazis
Also because bows are the closest thing to snipers. And fuck snipers.

>>31397525
>[] Second release
>[] Other, go eat that one angel she cut in half.

Rolled 46

>>31397525
>[x] Second release
just to be safe
>[x] Go for the girl angel on the outer edge
prolly sniper or healer

Rolled 44

>>31397525
>>31397581
forgot to roll

And yeah, like >>31397601 said, can we eat Bisected-el?

Rolled 32

>>31397525
>[x] Second release
>[x] Angel with the bow
Kill the sniper, snipers are the worst.

Rolled 60

>>31397581
Jumping straight to ones true form just isn't sporting.
>[x] First release
>[x] Angel with the bow

Dropping angels snipers is a good idea though.

>>31397525
>[] Second release
>[] Angel with the bow
Fuck snipers.

Rolled 1

>>31397525
>[] Second release
>[] Eat the cut-in-half angel
>[] Go for the girl angel on the outer edge

>>31397618
Bisected angel is full of asmodeus.

You can not.

>>31397672
Fatebreaker...

>>31397672
bollocks

fatebreaker needed already?

>>31397672
Goddamnit, anon.
Fatebreaker.

>>31397672
Man we really need to get our FB pool higher than 1.

>>31397715
I thought we have two now?

>>31397715
don't look at me, I voted to get an FB back from the genie

>>31397727
Nope. We have 1 Fatebreaker in the pool.

>>31397715
This is what happens when you tell people you murdered their parents.

Your tail shimmers and reality begs you to stop but you don't stop. For Risamania is running wild all over your-

"Some days I feel like the government is lying you know? Lying about bears." The dame told me

I had to track her down from that highschool full of nightmares, and break into her apartment. She seems skeptical at first, but I managed to convince her I just needed to know about the bears. Course, who knew that the broad would be so loony tunes? "Why do you think the government is lying about bear Ms. er." I looked over my notes. "Schrodinger?"

She smiles at me, her eyes promising a night I couldn't forget, but would ruin me for everyone else.

"Please, detective. Just call me Risa."

Please roll 1d100. Best of first five

>>31397754
What did we get from the genie then?

Rolled 50

>>31397764
pls don't be shit roll

Rolled 53

>>31397764
Ok. We can do this.
Noir as fuck.

Rolled 54

>>31397764
Here's hoping it isn't already time to regret not getting a fatebreaker from the genie.

Rolled 89

>>31397782
>Wishbreaker: Once per thread you can burn a fatebreaker in order to make an enemy critically fail a roll.

Rolled 61

>>31397764

>>31397782
wishbreaker, we can spend a FB to make an enemy autofail their roll

its not a bad power but since we only have the one FB atm, getting it was kinda dumb at this juncture.

hopefully autism angel will cough up an FB

89, second release and vs bow angel.

Correct?

>>31397822
A yes. With our old stock of fatebreakers that would have been brilliant.

>>31397866
Yep.

>>31397866
yep yep yep

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You stab your fingers into your hollow hole, ha, and start tearing. As the energies swell you don’t let it stop carrying you all the way to the end times. You rip off your tiny Risa shell, and the tiny Risa clothes, and charge out in your second release form. You leap after the angel with the bow, remembering how dildoes snipers are, and are rewarded with an almost face full of angle fire. You push off thin air to roll to the side and avoid the first angel blast, then sonido forward and knee the cunt right in the face!

Or try to, as your knee nearly connects the angel falls back and kicks up, the toe of his shoe aiming at your exposed back. Your fluffy tails stop him, allowing you to- “You cock sucking slag!” You shout firing ceroes down at the angel.

The explosion catches you and sends you flying back somewhat hurt from the assault but you don’t stop as you keep firing your ceroes into the debris cloud. “Fuck you! Fuck you! You get your filthy hands on my tails! My tails! Fucking kraut shit headed dick fucking arsewipe!” You keep shouting firing at the downed form.

What the fuck Risa? Risa! Chill! You stop lasering the downed form of the angel and grumble, reaching back and doing emergency treatment on your tails. “Jager hasn’t even touched my tails like that. Bloody pervert. Touching a ladies exposed fluffy parts. Damn it.” You continue as the angel stands up.

I mean, I was going to do a whole cool spinning dance around his attacks but you just went and- “He touched my tails. He dies.” You snarl looking down at the angel, him looking a small bit worse for wear.
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You sonido down to the bloke and land just in front of him. He readies an arrow but with a move from capoeira you dance around the blast. It takes part of the street with it but never touches you. You leap into the air and kick him in the side of the head. He tilts his head slightly before firing again and you barely dodge it this time, actually losing a bit of your side and girl abs by proxy. “That was rude.” You point out as your blood flows freely into your white clothing, the regenerating taking hold.

You feel a vibration in your pants and laugh a little at the tickling sensation. You reach into them and pull out your guitar. You see the teeth on the bottom of it are gnashing and it seems to be humming. You poke it in the teeth part, a smart move, and the guitar bites you. You let out a scream as you wave your arm trying to get the device off. “It’s called a mouth! I poked its mouth bloody hell that hurts!” You protest.

Bloody is right, as the guitar drinks its fill of your blood. After it is full it lets go, flying end over end into the air and stopping above the battle field. You see a vague shadowy Risa form behind the device and it looks to you for command. “What the hell, play that funky music white boy!” You command and it does so. But it is probably a girl.

“Whatever.” You comment as the maddening music plays over the battlefield. Of course, they can’t actually go insane, but lances of violet electricity and energy go lashing around the battlefield as your guitar plays that funky music right.

Ability gain! Idemque: Play with yourself (Guitar can play on its own but it takes blood to do so)
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You leap behind a lance of violet energy as another arrow comes your way and then go for a low kick. The angel nearly falls off balance and you move to punch him as a follow up. Your fist connects, but so does his as he manages to get his feet under him and throw an attack in retaliation.

Your head snaps back as you go flying backwards, but a quick shapeshifting of your feet and your claws stop you, leaving ten gashes in the asphalt.

Damage: low
Go juice: Near full

What do you want to do?
[] He touched our tails! No mercy! Rape! Kill! He dies by inches!
[] Run away, this is too much
[] Parlay?
[] Other, please specify

1d100 please. Best of first 5.
(3/3)

Rolled 96

>>31398508
>[x] He touched our tails! No mercy! Rape! Kill! He dies by inches!
Knock his gob with some WG ceros. If we manage to bloody him up right good, go for the nomming

>>31398508
[] He touched our tails! No mercy! Rape! Kill! He dies by inches!

Rolled 44

>>31398508
>[] He touched our tails! No mercy! Rape! Kill! He dies by inches!

Rolled 74

>>31398508
>[x] He touched our tails! No mercy! Rape! Kill! He dies by inches!

I like this rape, kill fellow. You don't go grabbing people's tails while trying to shoot them at the same time

Rolled 65

>>31398508
>[x] He touched our tails! No mercy! Rape! Kill! He dies by inches!

Rolled 93

>>31398508
[x] I will consume it all

Rolled 32

>>31398508
>[x] Angelfood cake

>>31398532
>>31398564
The Alpha and the Omega dice are 90's.

His fate is sealed.

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Rolled 60

>>31398532
>>31398564

Rolled 68

>>31398508
>[] He touched our tails! No mercy! Rape! Kill! He dies by inches!

>>31398508
>>31398469
>>31398412
>OM NOM NOM Delicious angels.
reminder guys we get stronger the more crap we eat and we gotta catch up to lucy so we can have parties.

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>>31398997
its the law of the jungle! Nom or be nommed!

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“You touched my tails.” You snarl, dust and electricity flying all around you as your mad energy seems to swim happily in the wild go juice filled area around you. “You touched my sexually flufftastic ambiguously loving, twistedly orgasmic tails!” You scream, letting your power surge.

You coat your limbs in cero energy and sonido forward, screaming as trails of laughter from the damaged dimensional wall trail after you. The angel fires his bow as he leaps back, but you cannot forgive him. Won’t forgive. Hate hate hate hate! You throw up your mirror and fill it with your go juice and while it does crack you manage to divert the arrow enough away from you for it to not halt your charge.

You leap as the angel lashes out and take another hit. Your leg extends and anchors you against the blow this time, and your claws rake down the angels face, and you stab your fingers into his eye. He lets out a yelp, but he keeps the force of his punch up. Your leg snaps as the force becomes too great and you fall back and hit the ground hard, but only for a moment. Your leg snaps back together at once and you throw another punch.

He puts up his arms to block his face, so you have to get clever. Clever enough for your tails to feel avenged. Your arm shifts into a tentacle lined with eyes and teeth. The protrusion wraps around the anglers head and arms, biting deep with the teeth and locking on to him. You see his expression change slightly as your slimy twistedly wrong thing embraces him through the eyes you grew then you punch your own tentacle arm.
(1/2?)

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Cero energy collides with cero energy and detonates the one in your lashing mutation. Your arm explodes, sending you sprawling back as blood spews out of your stump. The blood quickly starts rebuilding an arm, but you don’t have time for that. You leap forward and slam your foot into the leaning down angel’s face, your eyes filled with nothing less than absolute hate. “How dare you?! You fucking shit! You are nothing!” You explain landing and dancing around a retaliatory blow with your capoeira and then returning two more to him in the form of almost dance like kicks.

"Get" You spit in hate. "Fucked." You finish channeling more raw energy into your legs, so much so your pants and sin are burning and boiling from the go juice and electricity

He says something but fuck him. He touched your tails, the piece of shit. You silence him by firing the ceros on your legs directly into his face and sending him flying back, then you activate your gravity. You pull him back towards you, his own body suddenly drawn to your still coated other arm and you slam it into his stupid tail touching fucking face.

It detonates and you let him fly away this time again, your arm quickly regrowing. You take a few deep breaths to try and calm yourself, and then busy yourself with continued maintenance on your tails.

You think you have made them forget the bad man’s touch when you feel a strange energy behind you. You turn and the angel seems to have grown a pair of white, ribbon like wings out of his back. Like asmodeus’ but pure, and there are only two rather than six. He howls in rage and grabs his bow.

He touched your tail.

He dies.

Damage: Fair
Go juice: Moderate

[] Run away to asmodeus
[] That isn’t happening. Seriously, he touched the tails! Your tails! Your things!
[] Other, please specify

1d100 please. Best of first five
(2/2)

Rolled 100

>>31399141
>[x] That isn’t happening. Seriously, he touched the tails! Your tails! Your things!
Murder

Rolled 83

>>31399141
>[x] That isn’t happening. Seriously, he touched the tails! Your tails! Your things!

if this next exchange doesn't cut it, then we should break off and nom a (non asmodeus afflicted) corpse

>>31399188
Murder it is

Rolled 47

>>31399141
Kill and eat

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>>31399188

Rolled 42

>>31399141
>[] That isn’t happening. Seriously, he touched the tails! Your tails! Your things!
Death hug?

Rolled 29

>>31399141
>[] That isn’t happening. Seriously, he touched the tails! Your tails! Your things!
Fuck this guy. Not only did he touch our tails, he's a sniper as well.

>>31399208
>if this next exchange doesn't cut it, then we should break off

No. We do not break off.
We're going to eat this guy. We're going to stuff his wingy corpse in our belly, possibly stopping to rip his wings off and douse them in buffalo sauce.

There are limits. Grabbing Fluffy Tail is completely out of bounds.
These angels are just rude.

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>>31399237
a 100 deserves a better image

Rolled 27

>>31399208
Fuck that, we're not having another fenrir incident.

Wrath over fluffy tails seems to please the dice gods.

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>>31399208

>>31399339
>>31399310
in my defense, that post was made before I saw the 100

>>31399188
I'm scared.

>>31399349
even the Dice gods know full damn well to stay out of the way of touching Risa's tails OP.

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>>31399188
HABBEDDIDING

>>31399406
you should be

>Second release gets a halo
lel

>>31399141
Azure died a quiet death. He will be missed.

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Your face shifts and twists, the edge of your smile twisting over your head as your eyes shift and droop too low. Your body snaps and writhes and screams as your barely contained fury towards the angel makes you maybe, just maybe, go a little crazy. Your heart beats heavily and loudly in your eyes. A thin trail of drool drops from in between sharpened blood stained teeth. The angels’ bow is glowing, gathering divine energy.

You coat your regrown limbs with cero energy then charge forward. The bow fires a wave of energy arrows, a massive wall of pure destruction. Were it anyone else it might be a problem. But you are not anyone else. You are Risa Schrodinger, and you are very, very cross. You shift and throw up your defenses as you dive through the rain of arrows, laughing as a few rip through your flesh. You get to the other side as he readies another volley and you kick up and hook your foot on his head.

You pull down and he hits the ground face first. You try and crush his skull in as your face slowly regains its charming shape, but he rolls out of the way and fires again. An arrow rips through the air and tears your head off.

>100

But who cares. You leap on him, your neck a bit cold what with the gaping wound, but you let it slide. You slam your fists into him as your skull regrows, refreshing really. Your hair reconnects to the fallen strands as you slam a fist into his side and are rewarded with the tingling sensation you get when you hear and feel ribs break.
(1/4?)

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Your muscles and skin regrow quickly as your hair gets fixed and you lift the angel into the air and then thrown him back down. He screams, his broken ribs sending another electric shiver up your spine and down to your toes. He takes the moment where you are busy enjoying his screams to roll over and fire another of those high impact arrows, the ones which took your bloody head off. You drop low, assuming a crouching position. You told your head and smile. “No no, I already saw that. So something else.” You ask.

You kick towards him and he throws up his bow to block it. Your foot connects with a solid dome of power. He takes several deep breaths as he starts chanting something, maybe an attack or an attempt to retreat. “That is new!” You note happily, then your features twist to utter rage and revulsion. “How dare you show me something new!” You scream and start kicking and clawing at the shield.

You worry that he will get his chant off, then you get a delicious idea. You hammer away at the dome with your hands and legs while sending out your energy. Once it latches on to what you want you give the command. “Idemque!” You shout and raise your open hand to the air.

The guitar spins end over end before you catch it by the neck. You slam it into the shield and channel your raw energy into it. Where it hits gravity distorts, violet lightning scatters, and there is laughter. Always, always, the maddening laughter which grows louder and louder. As cracks form it is a never ending storm and you see his face lock with his mouth open. No, he is screaming or at least trying to. But he can’t. Your laughter fills him and everything around you. There is only laughter.
(2/4?)

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You shatter the shield and throw your guitar back. You lift him by his collar and slam your fist in to his cheek. He goes down, but that isn’t enough. You grab one of the ribbony wings and pull him back. This time you kick him perfectly, sending him flying back at a perfectly straight line just above the ground. You grab his other wing, the one in your hand burning and sizzling away as it wars with your own energy. You scream as you grab it and pull him back. You do a backflip and stick your feet out.

His nose shatters and blood flies freely on the ground as he collides with your cero encased feet. You drool a little more at the satisfyingly crunchy sound his bone makes under your boot momentarily while inertia tries to figure out what the fuck it should do with this then. He drops and you kick him in his still broken ribs. Another shiver of delight rocks you as he kips on the ground, his broken bones feeling particularly nice. You lament you can’t feel them on your bare feet, but it is pretty cold out so no dice probably.

He coughs and stares at you. “Risa is it? I shall remember you!” He swears and you see light pooling out of his form.

>100

“Fuck that!” You swear wrapping your arms around him. “You wanted to feel my tails right?” You ask wrapping your energy coated nine tails around the both of you like a cocoon of fluff and love. “They are really soft you know, just like a ladies tails ought to feel.” You explain and he punches your midsection and struggles to get free.

Not that you care where he hits. “How about it lover? I am pretty sure it will feel so good it will blow your fucking mind.” You promise and fire all your ceros inwardly at the two of you, both of you getting caught in the violet, world damaging explosion.
(3/5)

>>31400596
Oh man that was brutal

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You fall down in gorey, broken chunks, as does the angel. From his still dorm you see a small whisp of energy leak out like steak, caught in glass. Your body snaps and pops, and makes the lewdest of sticky sounds and you reform around your gem. You manage to regrow your body quickly and then bend over, wrap your tongue around the glassy steam, and swallow it whole.

DEVOURED: ANGEL GRACE
WELL SHIT

You laugh, as the strange energy fills you. Within your hollow hole two small gems, colored similarly to your own main one, start to orbit your primary one. Seems you will have to get those new piercings after all. You lean back, too far for what gravity to normally allow and your laugh gains a shrill quality.

You see littering the ground around Asmodeus most of the angels from before. Asmodeus gives you a gentle smile. “Glad to see you did so well.” She offers and you freeze in place.

Your arms dangle back and once the tips of your fingers touch the ground you sonido over to Asmodeus, your face millimeters from her’s. “Well? Well? I feel fantastic. I could kill anything right now. I can do anything. This is perfect. Let’s kill more of them. More and more, until there is nothing. All this power just waiting for me.” You smile and your eyes droop sensually. “It is delicious.”

Asmodeus laughs then freezes. She makes a complicated expression before sighing. “No. This fight is over. Is that not correct brother?” She asks.
(4/5)

>>31400647
Oah god Risa

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From within one of the buildings a man walks out. Dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, tanned skin, and with just the right amount of stubble. He looks over the destruction and then sighs. “Yes asmodeus. This fight is done.” His voice sounds like seeing a hero of old striding on to a battlefield on your side. You know in his strength, you know in his maddening glory. You could kill an entire army so long as you heard that voice. It reminds you of Lucifer in its glory.

“They attacked me first Michael. I didn’t have a choice.” Asmodeus explains.

“You are strong enough you did not need to kill them, let alone give away one of our brother’s grace to that thing.” The archangel Michael, the one who kicked the shit out of Lucifer last rebellion, explains.

“Well, I was in a pretty bad mood.” Asmodeus explains rubbing her leg.

Immediately Michael’s expression shifts to one of sympathy. He nods to her and asks “Your legs still troubles you?”

Asmodeus shrugs. “Only when too much divine energy collects around me. Not bad considering how badly you damaged it.” She replies.

He is silent for a moment. “I did not want it to come to that.” He explains.

“Well, you did what you had to.” Asmodeus’ wings vanish.

Say. Are they ignoring you?
[] Point it out
[] Let them speak, stay out of it
[] Other, please specify
(5/5)

>>31400703
>[x] Let them speak, stay out of it

react accordingly

>>31400703
I almost want to shout "HOW THE FUCK CAN YOU ALL BE SO REASONABLE WHILE SIMULTANEOUSLY WRECKING EVERYTHING?!??!"

but that would be rude.

>>31400703
>[x] Let them speak, stay out of it

>>31400703
>[] Let them speak, stay out of it

>>31400703
That was amazing.
[x] Point it out
Nothing more crazy then interrupting two insanely powerful beings who may or may not kill you.

>>31400703
>[] Let them speak, stay out of it
It's clearly a brother sister thing. Not like that rude tail touching bastard.

>>31400703
>[x] Other, please specify
>[x] Point it out
"you guys are going to have to forgive for the next little while because i'm kinda of high on crazy right now, but are you ignoring me? OOH I KNOW i'll play you a song."

Letting them have their family reunion in peace seems to win it

>>31400970
*forgive me

>>31400775
It would be most terrible to mention that Lucifer is playing his own games as well at the moment.

>>31400703
>[X] Let them speak, stay out of it

Michael's a cool dude, stay out of the reunion.

>>31400984
Could we play touching soft rock on Idemque?

>>31400703
...Yeah... I'm gonna go ahead and say that Jager was a bit overambitious when she wanted to start off with the Archangels, considering how much trouble we had with just one.

>>31401099
that wasn't even an archangel......

>>31401099
Future team up with Asmodeus & Michael would be pretty sweet though. And Dakka Wolf, and Nadia, and Si-Fin, and...

>>31401099
We wouldn't have had a chance if we went with one of them first, even if we managed to lay a trap and get all sorts of roll bonuses. Still don't have a chance I'm sure.

>>31401158
Yeah I meant just one scrub angel.

>>31400703
>Other
Can we get a table, pot of Darjeeling, and some watercress sandwiches? Just sip tea and eat sandwiches while they talk.

>>31401017
It's a bad idea.Lets do it!

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You decide to let them have their little family reunion. “It has been some times since we last spoke Sister. You look.” Michael seems to struggle with the words. “You look happy.” He offers finally after a moment of consideration.

“I am quite a bit happier now you know. I was never really fixated on taking out dear old dad. Hell, I still love the old guy, no doubt about that. When you get down to it, I just was not a very good angel I think.” She offers leaning on her cane.

Michael gives another of his sad smiles. “You did just fine. Considering what it was like back then the heathen gods were strong. We were nearly totally alone and on the front lines every day. You looked upon father’s loved creations and saw what joy they had. No one could blame you for wanting it yourself.” He offers.

“Not what Raphael thought, had to box that thick headed lout’s ears in a few times for him to leave me alone.” Asmodeus huffs.

Michael laughs. The laugh of a man who lived his life justly and made all who spoke to him lives better. “He loved you more than most. He thought he could correct your irrational thinking by force.” He offers.

“Did him a lot of good, didn’t it?” Asmodeus smiles.

“I take it you have no intention of returning.” Michael finally states.
(1/2)

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Asmodeus shrugs. “I like it down here. Humans are fun. Besides, Belphegor would be totally lost without me.”

“You are still together then? That puts my heart at ease. He is a good sort but tends to be a bit careless at times. He needs someone responsible to look out for him. So you will not come seeking a fight with us then?” Michael asks.

“Course not. Too much fun stuff to do down here.” Asmodeus waves it off.

“And Lucifer?” He asks and you note his tone changes to one perhaps even more tender.

Asmodeus taps her can against the asphalt, mulling the idea over. “You know I always liked humans. They made food that was flawed, they told jokes that didn’t always make sense. They were always alive. When it came down to it, the one thing I wanted most of all was to be like them. To feel and be so flawed. My thinking hasn’t changed since then.” She pauses as if lost in a happy memory. “Lucifer wasn’t looking at the same thing I was. He wanted something totally different, and I am pretty sure he still does.”

Michael nods as the angels leave. “More’s the pity. I shall not seek you out for retribution unless Father commands it.” He explains turning.

“Hey, come by the club some time. Grab a drink while you are here. It isn’t often you get the chance to go ground side and just enjoy the perfect thing He made.” Asmodeus offers. “We can wake up Belphegor and make a night out of it!”

Michael glances back. “I would enjoy that.” He says before vanishing.

“Always nice to see the old family.” Asmodeus offers and turns towards you. “Right, sorry, you know how family can be, or rather you probably don't. So hair, finger nails, make up? That sort of thing?” She asks.

[] Yeah sure
[] Wait, what? But he is angel. You are anti-angel. How are you all still cool? What is my toes?!
[] Ask something else
[] Other, please specify
(2/2)

>>31401442
>totaly

>>31401442
>[] Yeah sure
But first, we need some exposition on what it was we just ate.

>>31401442
>[x] Yeah sure

so mikey is cool.

>>31401442
>[x] Yeah sure
Try to do the piercing thing with the GRACE like we did with the plotrock and then say something about "kinda jumping the gun on them piercings" or something.

>>31401442
"Sure."

>>31401442
>[] Yeah sure

So existence is pretty cool, and being imperfect is really cool, so I think that makes Asmodeus the first super high level NPC that we can hang out with, who doesn't want to eat us.

Yeah, looks like Jager's plan ain't gonna work. Time to fall back on thumpin' minor deities 'round the world.

>>31401599
the Greek/Roman pantheon could use an ass bruising...

>>31401599
Akira did say that there was a thing out in the ocean. Maybe we should go try kill that.

>>31401646
Jourmangandr, the World Serpent.

Might be a bit too much for us.

Still pretty sure we can figure out a way to finish the job with Fenrir, if we use our cunning.

>>31401599
Maybe some Polynesian deities?
I've got no idea how strong they are, but they can't be any worse than the Mongolian pantheon, right?

>>31401528
So you want to wear your grace rocks god rocks plot rocks as piercings? Want to pierce your ears with them, put more in your tongue, what?

>>31401671
well we have 2 god rocks and the plot rock from the soul king if i read that correctly, so earrings and a toungue piercing would work i'd imagine.

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>>31401671
I have a feeling that things are gonna get pretty crazy soon if we keep going with piercings.

Go for the nose. We can always shift it later if we don't like it.

>>31401671
Might as well pierce our ears, if we haven't already.

>>31401671

Does it really matter since Risa is a shapeshifter?

But ears, I guess. We can probably fold our ear-parts into our tongue or nose if we wanted a style change.

>>31401724
if only Risa had a clitoris to pierce... sigh

>>31401671
I'm quite partial to having the things float around orbiting the plot rock inside the hollow hole.

But for piercings, go with cheek studs for the 2 grace and keep the plotrock as a tongue stud.

>>31401718
2 angel rocks and 1 plot rock

Ears seems to be winning. Writing now.
>>31401741
Well, it sort of matters since this is the "Default" Sort of like our normal shape is our default.
>>31401743
She does, she just doesn't feel any get up and go from it.

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“Well, so he seems like a swell fellow.” You comment idly.

“Oh yes. When he isn’t trying to kill you due to a command to the Father of the world he really is. Most of us are at least to each other. The younger fallen angels are sort of dicks to everyone, but what can you do? They’re the youngest and you know how those are.” Asmodeus says.

You scratch your head as your body shifts back to normal Risa, your second release really not needed in this sort of situation. You move the plot rock to your tongue and the two angel rocks to your ears. “Looks like I got started a bit ahead of you with that whole piercing bit. If your family is that close I am surprised you are okay with me killing and eating your brother.” You explain.

Asmodeus shrugs. “Well, it was self-defense. Besides we are all warriors and soldiers. We have had to bury plenty of our siblings so it is something we are used to. The newer angels might have issue with it since they were not bred just for war, but it should be fine.”

“Huh.” You guess that makes sense.

“Risa! Oi!” Jager shouts.

You turn towards the sound and see the wolf woman leaping over the ruins of the area. She looks around and lets out a small whistle. “Jager-bombs. What are you doing here?” You ask.

Jager makes an annoyed face and smacks the back of your head. You hold it and look at her, betrayed. I knew she would do it, kill them all! Panic! Laser! “I hear you are in trouble and the city starts exploding. Of course I would come!” She explains.

“Oh, you came with the cavalry?” You ask looking behind her and seeing no one.
(1/2)

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“Sin-Fin wasn’t totally sure any of it is real. The shinigami are too stretched thin to send out their soldiers. The kids are kids and I wouldn’t let them go and Fuego actually listens to you.” She offers looking behind her annoyed. “But you are okay? You sure?” She asks.

“Fit as a fiddle.” You explain.
“Ahem.” Asmodeus says from behind you.

Oh right
[] Introduce them
[] Send Jager on her way
[] Tell Asmodeus you have to go home
[] Other, please specify
(2/2)

>>31401973
>Jager gonnan give it to ya.jpg

>>31402021
>[x] Introduce them
This won't go over well.

>>31402021
>[x]introduce them
do it, this would be rude and then jager would be sad, don't make jager sad.

>>31402021
>[] Introduce them
Jager should come along! Next time we bring Sin-Fin!

Probably in some nice neutral salon.

>>31402021
>[] Introduce them

>>31402021
>[x] Introduce them

>>31402021
>[x] Introduce them
the more we get together the happier we'll be

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“Oh right, sorry.” You spin on your heal and offer a presenting hand. “Jager, this is Asmodeus, Fallen Angel of Lust and Hedonistic Indulgences. She used to sleep with Lucifer but thought rebellion was cool but at the same time didn’t want to, you know, kill God or anything. They have since split up.” You explain and Asmodeus makes a troubled face.

“Wait, this is one of Lucifer’s-“ Jager starts but you interrupt because she hit your head and that hurts your feelings.

“Asmodeus this is Jager. Or Jager-bombs. Or Jager-Tits. Whichever you prefer” You explain.

“Just Jager will be fine. How do you do.” Jager says offering her hand.

Asmodeus looks at it, then shrugs. She grips her hand in a friendly shake and jager lets out a series of sounds which delight you to no end and also make you fairly jealous. She lets go and stagers back and you note she is walking funny. “What? That- But that was a- How did you?” She asks. Her eyes are half lidded, her pupils dilated, her heart rate exploding, and other such things.

“An orgasm.” You say to my beating around the bush. “She had one.” I was trying to be polite.

Asmodeus has the look of the cat that got the canary and snaps her fingers. “Oh you.” Though she drags the last word out which you think makes her cool. “You!” She does it again! Man, she’s cool.

“I, don’t be stupid Risa.” Jager says, slurring her words slightly. “We are hollows. Hey, help me up.” She asks raising her arms. Asmodeus walks over but stops at Jager’s glare. “Not you.”
(1/2)

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You help her up, of course, though she still seems a little woozy. “Hey, I got a great idea!” You say clapping your hands at such a great idea. “Wait, monologue do you not know what my great idea is?” You ask glancing up. Maybe I wasn’t paying attention. “But you are my brain. How do you not know what I was thinking?” I was paying attention to more interesting things. “Anyway, Jager, you should come with us to get our hair, and nails, and other such girlish things done. You like girlish things.” You explain turning to her.

Jager looks a little apprehensive at the idea. “I am not too big on those sorts of things. I mean, I am tall, right? And my hair is short anyway. Plus I don’t think I really have enough femininity for it to work.” She explains. Believe me, anyone who saw you before would-

“Monologue! Moment is done.” You say.

“I certainly would not mind.” Asmodeus offers, though you do not know if it is just to mess with Jager more.

[] Try to convince her to come with you(How?)
[] Don’t press the matter
[] Other, please specify
(2/2)

>>31402303

[] Try to convince her to come with you(How?)

"It would make Risa a very happy Risa, and a bad man touched my tails without permission, so you know, that was a thing."

>>31402303
>[x] Try to convince her to come with you(How?)
"We don't hang out as much as we used to... Try it! If you don't like it, we'll do something you like! Just the two of us!"

>>31402360
Yeah this.

>>31402303
>[] Try to convince her to come with you(How?)
Short hair is in style most of the time except when it isn't.
Plus free relaxation time, so that's a bonus too.

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“Short hair is in style Jager!” You say. Except when it’s not. “Why, with a bit of a touch up you will be the most fashionable out of all of us!”

“I don’t know. It doesn’t really seem like something which would really work out for me. I mean, compared to you anyway. I am just sort of tall, and muscular, and that, you know, sort of thing.” She explains.

“Should I resort to emotional blackmail? I shall! It would make Risa a very happy Risa. Plus a bad man touched my tails today. We don’t hang out enough and my tail trauma is still scarring me and only hanging out with Jager-bombs like it was the old days will make me feel better!” You point out.

Jager looks amused. “You probably shouldn’t have prefaced that with the fact you are resorting to emotional blackmail.” She sighs. “Fine, but don’t expect much from me, okay?” Jager says.

“Don’t worry jager bombs, I am certain this will turn out well!” You reply.

“I agree.” Asmodeus says from where she has snuck up behind jager. “The!” She says cheerfully poking Jager in the sides.

Jager jolts upright and then nearly goes limp but managed to keep her wits about her enough to spin and punch Asmodeus in the cheek. Asmodeus just smiles warmly as her fist connects and you see Jager let out more very interesting sounds before she falls over. It takes a moment but she finally says “Hind-sight twenty/twenty I probably should have just shot you.” She remarks.

“Probably.” Asmodeus agrees.
(1/2)

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Jager gets a change of clothes and you dash off into the city! First thing you do is your nails and hands. A nice woman starts talking magic at you, but you just throw money at her till she shuts up. You enjoy the relaxing sensation as you sit in between Jager and Asmodeus. Seems you can say something to the two of them.

[] Tell Asmodeus to stop teasing Jager
[] Thank Asmodeus for taking you out
[] Ask Jager what all that noise nonsense was.
[] Ask Jager about someone you know
[] Tell Asmodeus to tease Jager more
[] Ask about angels
[] Other, please specify
(2/2)

>>31402667
>[x] Ask Jager what all that noise nonsense was.

>>31402667
>all this Jager teasing
It's a shame Risa lacks a sex drive. Actually, I forget, have we checked if Asmodeus can fix a hollow's lack of one? If she can we totally need to get Short-Fin one.

>>31402667
>[] Ask Jager what all that noise nonsense was.
>[] Other, Exposition on angel stuff we ate.

>>31402667
>[] Thank Asmodeus for taking you out
Be nice to the only angel type person that doesn't refer to us as an object while you're at it of course.

We don't get to go on side quests anymore.

>>31402667
[x] Other
"You know, this is actually kind of nice. We should have done this sooner. In fact, we should have gotten Sin-Fin and Marilyne for this, too."

>>31402715
I think we asked about it. IIRC, can't be done.

>>31402667
"So Jager, I met Michael earlier today. I'm PRETTY sure he could crush me about as well as Lucifer could. We're gonna need to refine our plan."

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“So. Jager.” You offer as a potentially illegal alien starts massaging your finger parts and another works on scraping the calluses off your feet so you can have pretty toes.

“Yeah?” Jager asks enjoying herself as well.

“What was with those noises you made?” You ask and she goes a shade paler. “You know, the particularly interesting ones which made you all wobbly. Why were you moaning?” You asks dragging out your last word. “Were you in pain?”

Jager seems to shut her eyes tighter. “It was nothing like that. I was just, you know, tired. So I fell over.” She explains.

“Just fell, huh? You make those noises when you get tired. I really wish I made those noises when I got tired. You should make them more.” You say.

“I don’t think that would happen.” She says grumbling.

Deciding to be a right bastard today you continue. “You know, I have heard you make those noises before falling asleep before so you must be right.”

Jager shoots up sending the woman working on her back “You heard me when I was-“ She stops and sits down. “No, I mean yes. I was just falling asleep. Just, yeah that was it.” She says and you see her face go red from ear to ear which is impressive considering how tan she is.

“So Asmodeus, thanks for taking me out and all that. Nice having someone around who just doesn’t want to kill me for being me.” You say and Asmodeus tilts her head slightly.

“No big deal. I am a live and let live sort of person.” She explains. Except when she causes people’s brain holders to explode with pleasure chemicals.
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“Yeah, just had to be said. By the way Jager, I met Michael today. Pretty sure he can kick my ass as well as Lucifer so we may have to revise our plans.” You say, but Jager doesn’t respond, still red as she was before and mumbling something about invasions of privacy.

You let her simmer down before going to get your hair done up. Well, you are just getting your hair treated and back to being shiny and fluffy. Jager keeps fussing in her seat and looks confused at the chemicals. Asmodeus seems to be pretty relaxed.

What should you do while you wait?
[] Tease Jager
[] Talk to Asmodeus
[] Just enjoy it because you are going shopping next and that will be hilarious slice of life hijinks
[] Other, please specify
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>>31402944
>[x] Just enjoy it because you are going shopping next and that will be hilarious slice of life hijinks

>>31402944
>[x] Just enjoy it because you are going shopping next and that will be hilarious slice of life hijinks

>>31402944
>[] Talk to Asmodeus
What was that angel stuff we ate?

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“So, asmodeus. About that whole hollow sex drive thing. No way it can be fixed?’ You ask eating a few of the salon… stylists? Salonist? Beautician? Whatever. You eat a few of their bottles of chemicals when they turn their back to amuse yourself because your ultralong sexually fantastical hair is too good for this shit.

“Well, I would never say never. I am sure there are ways to get it back, but I am not certain about how you would go about it. Keep in mind Hollows are sort of all kinds of experimentally messed up. If you had someone who could modify souls, or had some way of forcing your soul to remember what the drive was then it might work.” She explains. “But why would you need it to feel joy and pleasure? The world is full of fun things.”

“Because Jager has it, I don’t and it caters to my very specific fetish. That fetish is being able to have one.” You complain. No matter. “What was that angel stuff we ate?” You ask.

“It was grace. It is like, er.” Asmodeus tries to think about what it is. “Like the small ball of angel power which the hippos try to eat. But it sort of vibrates or something.”

“So like the angel’s go juice?’ You ask. “Am I an angel now?”

“No, you are not an angle. The other thing you ate, the soul king, he takes priority as far as energy management goes. So the grace gets converted to something similar to it so you can use it.” She answers.

You finish up your salon, you noticeably fuller than when you came in and Jager looks around uncomfortably as people pass by on the street. “They- They aren’t laughing right? They don’t think it looks weird right? Should I have not let them straighten it? Maybe told them to not use the chemicals?” Jager asks.

[] Reassure her
[] Eh, it’s what ever
[] Make fun of her
[] Stay silent

>>31403102
>[x] Reassure her
"They're aren't laughing. They're staring because you're hot and they wanna shag you. Can I watch?"

>>31403102
>[] Reassure her
Jager-tits needs to be protected almost as much as she wants to protect everybody else.
It's probably almost how family works.

>>31403102
>[x] Reassure her
"You're a strong bootiful wimin and nobody would laf at you"

>>31403102
>[x] Reassure her

It looks good. If you think you look good then you look good. Except when others don't. It's kind of odd, that. But I think you look good.

>>31403102
[x] Reassure her
If they're laughing, I'm pretty sure it's just because Risa's around. Y'know, horrible infectious go-juice of havin a giggle? Makes people crazy and laughy?

It ain't you, Jager.

>>31403102
>So the grace gets converted to something similar to it so you can use it.
Interdasting... So we eat enough angels, and our plotrock grows? Or we get a not-plotrock rock garden or something?

>>31403292
I'm curious as to what the fuck it actually does. Didn't give spxp or xp. Didn't add stats. Maybe it just added some hidden multiplier buff or something? Little drop in the bucket towards passing Lucifer's "u strong?" scan thing? Maybe it buffed up the miracle ability? I dunno.

>>31403340
It is something that can't be translated directly. It gave you more god rocks so your god rock can god rock more. I honestly did not expect the grace to be eaten so fast so I am working on making a more concrete method of measurement for it now. It does add to your miracle powers, and it does add to other things I am just having a time translating it. I am using the excuse it is digesting before presenting options for you to choose from

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“They aren’t laughing. They’re all staring because they all just sort of want to shag you, can I watch?” You ask. Content yourself to just watch? Really? “Well, not like I can do much else.” Just think what she could do with those spikes Risa. Think about it.

You do and are intrigued. “Not as much as you might think, no.” You so are.

“What about them? They are laughing.” Jager grumbles and you look over your shoulder to a pair laughing teenagers.

“Oh, I just infected them with my go juice because I have a terribly short attention span and I may have swallowed several bottles of very toxic chemicals which make me want to hurt people that way. That’s all.” You explain and Jager sighs, petting her hair down.

“Want me to assure you. Here, good girl, good girl” Asmodeus moves to pet jager, but after the sound of a gun firing she steps back holding her stomach. “So you don’t like me petting you on the head. Got it.” Asmodeus says walking past Jager who slips a gun looking object away.

“So now clothes!” You say pumping your fist in the air.

Your group travels down to some place with a very strange name which I will not translate because this place will likely be leveled in a few episodes anyway. You walk past several smaller markets then find yourselves surrounded by towers of glass and steel. You look over the massive buildings and feel an urge swelling within you. “I want to crush them.” You say, your irritation at the buildings being so uselessly large building.

“You can’t crush the shopping centers Risa. That’s where clothes live.” Jager explains in a calm voice as she walks into one of the large buildings.
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The building is momentarily spared your wrath and you enter. You manage to find several shits and pants which, with a bit of ripping, might amuse you. You also find one with a cat in a lab coat wrestling a ball of yarn and it is labeled ‘String Theory’. This amuses both your science brain and your cat brain.

You grab the amusing items and make ready to purchase them. You see Jager has chosen similarly to you though with much simpler designs. Asmodeus has taken several arms full of the store and frowns at you two. “You are boring to shop for. Don’t you want to wear something nice?” She asks.

“N-No. I mean, the hair alone is. Risa, you would probably look good in some of the stuff here. You should go out and get some. I will watch our stuff.” She explains.

That just won’t do will it?
[] Force nice pretty things on Jager
[] Play dress up with Jager
[] We are good, this is enough
[] Other, please specify
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>>31403449
>[x] Play dress up with Jager

she really needs to get out of her shell

>>31403449
>[x] Play dress up with Jager

>>31403449
I gotta agree with Jager, she looks best wearing nothing at all.

>>31403449
>[] Play dress up with Jager
The whole point of shopping is to look at things you normally wouldn't because they might look good. It's not like you have to buy it, that's why they have indentured servants to put everything back when you're done.

>>31403424
>“You can’t crush the shopping centers Risa. That’s where clothes live.
i love it so much when jager can figure out how to explain shit in the crazy ass way that risa thinks.

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“You may have a point about us not shopping for much, but did you see this shirt? It has both a cat, and string on it!” You point out the cat and string. “Plus words. Did I mention the words and how they are humorous?”

“You would look better in more feminine clothing, you know Risa.” Jager points out.

You make a dramatic pose, dropping your gathered clothed to the floor, and point at Jager. “I say it is you who would look good in feminine clothing Jager!”

“No I mean-“ She says but you push her towards the back of the store, not listening.

“Come on it’s fine, it’s fine isn’t it? I will dress up with you, how does that sound?” You ask with a smile.

“No, it would- Stop Risa! Hey! Why are you so gung ho about this?” Jager asks.

“I agree you would probably look best in nothing at all, but we can’t have that now can we? I am the jealous sort so I would be forced to kill everyone who looked at my naked Jager.” You explain. “Monologue I have your support with this?” You wonder.

As long as butts are emphasized you have my axe.

Good day.

Okay, it is late and I have to be up in around seven hours so why don’t we call it here? Around while I get ready for bed for questions/concerns/comments etc. How did you like it? How was the more often occurring dialogue prompts? Post speed? Other such questions.

>>31403597
It was quite enjoyable.

>>31403597
>Good day.
ok 2 different QM's did this....what's going on

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>>31403622
Glad you enjoyed it. Was the slice of life but too dull?
>>31403624
It is all a plot. A conspiracy of the QM collective

>>31403597
>How did you like it?
I liked it fine

>How was the more often occurring dialogue prompts?
no complaints.

>Post speed?
bout the same I recall 40 ish minutes

You and Bored of Directors are the longest write up times of QM's I follow (it don't bother me ). PPQ took its time too IIRC, but I haven''t really been keeping up.

why is Jagerbombs so self-conscious and were they actually laughing at our wolfu?

>>31403624
who was the other one?

>>31403649
Nah, it's fine.

It's hard to pull off right, especially with characters who are normally so disconnected from that kind of thing.

>>31403649
>It is all a plot. A conspiracy of the QM collective
I KNEW IT!!!
>>31403662
fall guy

>>31403649
>Was the slice of life but too dull?
Nah. I had fun with it. I always get paranoid about SoL in situations like this, because it feels like it's a GOTTA POWERLEVEL FAST situation, but it was still nice.

Still in the back of my mind that we're going to get to the Luci scan and he's gonna be all "HAHA! You were tricked by clothes shopping! One more angel and you would have passed! Such a shame, I must burn the Risameat off the plotrock and eat it."

>>31403649
you just made me think of a daq hollow quest crossover
make it happen

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>>31403662
Glad to hear. Only way I can get better is through feed back

I took way longer to write up when I ran ranger and I fear that rubbed off on me in this quest since I seem to remember I posted faster beforehand.

Jager is self conscious because of Risa mostly. If you discount personality entirely Risa is pretty damn good looking and very feminine while Jager doesn't find herself to be such; and because she is really different than most hollows what with the functioning parts bit. Being different, as I understand, makes you more awkward.

No, they were laughing because you drove them insane a little bit.
>>31403678
I am trying to find a balance between break neck action and adventure and enjoyable scrub time.
>>31403694
You know too much now. I am so sorry.
>>31403703
Lucifer would never be so rude about it
>>31403716
Ha ha ha, maybe next joke day. Who knows?

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>>31403751
I had a lot of fun with the canon omake thread awhile back. I wouldn't mind continuing it or restarting it or something sometime down the road.

oh, and, if you didn't know, webm is a thing now. any plans on using them sometime? (there was tutorial on g I recall)

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>>31403836
I don't really see me using them really, no.

Glad you enjoyed it, back to canon is a thing I plan on doing soon when I next get the chance and feel up for it.

>>31403856
>back to canon is a thing I plan on doing
cool beans.

from where we left off or new save file?

>>31403751
I figured as Risa we were a bit -too- thin, and had some pretty severe bags under our eyes.

>>31403951
Yeah. I always imagined her as looking like taller Tomoko with purple hair and a hit of "she did the meth".

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E-book updated and thread archived!
>>31403894
Depends where the winds take us that day. Either way they will still not be in class. Damn them and their lack of emphasis on education.
>>31403951
Jager thinks she is a giant tank woman. She wishes she were as small as Risa. It is a matter of her own perspective on her own femininity or lack there of. She thinks Risa is terribly feminine.

As for how much of a meth head she looks like, well, it sort of turned out that way a little huh?

We will just say Jager thinks you are pretty then.

>>31404003
so I was reading through the E-book a couple days ago and i came across the Sin Fin omake (how she got her SS notoriety and a peak at her gimmick)

I really liked that. I think if you do another write up omake, you should consider focus on the other's characters histories/background. maybe something like pre Risa Great Me's exploits or Jager's POV on Risa's invasion of the world of the living waaaay back when they were scrubs.

>>31404105
I'd second that.

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>>31404105
Thanks for reading through it. I did a jager perspective omake once already which seemed to go over okay.

I still want to do a beach episode omake but I can certainly see which characters would work with a back story omake.

>>31404187
You know what could be an interesting omake? Autism Angel's PoV as he talks to people around the city.

>>31404199
I might, but it is unlikely. I honestly do not like writing him enough for me to focus on just that.

>>31404274
Fair enough.

I might try writing something myself then. Write autism, get spxp

>>31404187
also, I'm a bit curious as to why didn't jager didn't shoot Risa after she was all pooped out from wasting the former king and that other guy.

>"You're strong. Stronger than I am. If I wanted to kill you this would be my chance. The one moment where I could be rid of you and be done with your twisted, unknowable plots." She explains her spikes locking in ready position.

just wanna know what the thought was made her not pull the trigger

also thanks for running

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>>31404299
Ha ha, I look forward to it. The writefags all got eaten by Fenrir I fear.
>>31404308
Ha ha, well I will certainly think about it. She is a pretty fun character to examine!

I am going to cut out of the thread here everyone. I have to get up for a meeting early today so if I see any unresolved questions/concerns/comments I will try to get to them then.

Thanks for playing/reading!

>>31404321
Are you going to indicate the GRACE acquisitions and other things like it on the pastebin somehow? You should.

>>31404321
Just read through the thread. Glorious. Also, thanks for running. This was a good morning.

Oh yeah. I just remembered that I wanted to murderize Thor and eat him and his hammer to steal the lightning.

>>31404577
Wonder if it would give a new ability or boost lightning up to 6 or do something else entirely.

>>31404577
Considering Fenrir is on THE LIST right next to traitor mc traitor god Loki, Thor should be a total bro.

That reminds me, we need to Square Jäger by shunting Fenrir into her through a beer funnel.

And by funnel I mean applying SCIENCE and Vampire Spikes to him by reverse reversing the polarity of his prison until the Demi plane collapses into Jäger-bombs gullet...which we must assume is somewhere in her tits.

>>31405742
We've been over this a thousand times. Fenrir is better served going to Risa because she has Copycat and Jager doesn't. Getting Godslayer is far better than just giving Jager a hunk of spxp.

>>31405749

A fair point. In that case we need to find three Pig Deities from whichever pantheon has pig gods. Bonus points if they are siblings.

>>31405765
We could also feed her Hati and Sköll. They're the other two big wolves in the Norse thing besides Fenrir. They eat the sun and moon or something.

>>31405798
>calling dibs on our sun and moon
Yeah, feed the upstarts to Jager.

>>31405820
They're supposed to eat the things before Fenrir busts his cage, so we might wanna get on that.

>>31405832
Risa is back to being an aggressive feeder.

Maybe we should give Loki to Zweity?

>>31405845
As if. We need that Liesmith to lord over our failure of a son. Zweity can hang with whatever is/was in the third capsule.

>>31405845
We're already trying to get Sinfin and Jager powerleveled in addition to Risa herself. I dunno if giving a catch as big as Loki to Zweity is the best idea.

Really, the best way to do this is to have Risa eat anything with interesting powers. She Copycats em, and then Sinfin uses her Memory Embrace to copy it from Risa. Give everything that's really generic or has powers we don't want to Jager.

Liesmith is a -very- interesting power.

>>31405874
Going from newest info I don't think it's wise to power up Short-fin. She already has trouble discerning reality from her delusions and the stronger she becomes, the farther away from us she gets.

>>31405892
The only way to stop her from powering up with Memory Embrace is to lock her in an isolated box. Every single person that she meets and makes one of those creepy memory ghosts of? She's going to get a copy of some of their powers.

>>31406201
A few more shades probably won't bring her down, but using her powers a lot just might. If we don't want to lose our Short-fin, the only option seems to be not bringing her to our fights.

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>missed the awesome thread
Goddamn.

>>31406262
I would like sin-fin to be happy. Being happy makes her more powerful. We need a better plan

We could try giving out the angel gems as we acquire more.

It's not like our soul gem made Jager go evil, we did that by ignoring her humanity. So why can't we give processed crazy gems to our family?
Jager is a little crazy, Sin-Fin is a lot crazy, maybe crazy is what keeps hollows going?

>>31408273
Crazy is also what keeps hollows crazy. Do we want a crazier Sin-Fin

>>31408773
Things that happen when Risa is rational:
- Run away from Fenrir
- Get smacked around by Lucifer
- Tell Ryouichi about his parents

Things that happen when Risa is emotional and crazy:
- Scarborough Fair
- Eating everything that's not nailed down
- Willing to blow self up to kill an angel for touching her tail

So the answer is yes. Crazy hollows are best hollows.
Jager is best when she's hyper, crazy over protective.
THE GREAT ME is a cocky and clearly insane, and the world rewards him for it.
Ryoko is that concept manifest, and she's not even a hollow.

The path to complete awesome hollowness is to embrace your crazy path.

>>31409009
I agree, sod logic.

>>31409009
Problem being that Short-Fin gets sad when she gets crazy. Not much to work with, unlike Risa or the rest of the crew.

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>>31396309
>>31396337

>2014
>being wrong

What if we got her powers that worked independent of her own mood, something like summoning the goblins from her deck without them becoming highly antagonistic towards her like they would probably end up if she used her own current powers?

>>31410872
Had a similar idea.

I believe the answer lies in our godly powers. Wizard up an artifact that grants her the ability to summon things that she imagines? The goblins were good to her, so she probably won't go full "I deserve it" with them.

>>31410935
She already does that, she just bases them on real things normally. We could try and make her sadness, deathproof pets though.

>>31411028
I think she needs to eat them first, like with the captain. Who gives a fuck, make her a Happy Hat.

>>31411028
Other people were talking about giving her something that was crazy enough to work out well, I was just saying what I thought would be nice. Besides, she sure as hell didn't eat us or Caine, and both Risa and Caine are in there.

>>31411300
And I click the wrong post! Meant that for you, >>31411080

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>Risa well never use her shapshifting powers to help her good friend Jager conquer her libido

>>31413818
Or try setting her up with a number of people we approve of for date story shenanigans. Or seeing what happens if you tell THE GREAT ME that it is his duty to bring hollows their groove back through RAW MASCULINITY AND SEXUALITY, just to see him try.

>>31416995
He WILL POSE HIS WAY INTO HER HEART

>>31413818
That sounds like quitter talk to me. Risa will work her way in Jager's pants one way or another

>>31418370
Most likely by stealing her pants and claiming this is how hollow sex works. possibly while she's in said pants.

>>31418719
Isn't that how hollow sex works?

>>31418719
We killed a god, punched time so hard it broke and ripped our plant out from unmaking. We can figure this sex thing out and make werewolves with Jager.

>>31418719
We killed a god, punched time so hard it broke and ripped our plant out from unmaking. We can figure this sex thing out and make werewolves with Jager.

>>31418719
Sounds like a solid plan if I've heard of one.