>>32731950
>>Go home with Isaac.

>>32731950
>Go home with Cassandra.

>>32731950
>Go home with Isaac.
Gimme exposition, I wanna know about lightning swords and weird demon cultural stuff

>>32731950
>Go home with Isaac.

You decide to tag along with Isaac in the Jeep, along with Borya and Rowan. This time, finally, Isaac has the top on the car. Which is good for you, because the cover means you don’t need to worry too much about your appearance. You drive off and quickly get out of sight of the now raging fire that consumes the mansion house and all the horrible things that happened there. Borislav is slumped over next to you, asleep.

Before you can ask for something to get the blood off your face, Rowan hands you a container of those sanitary wipes from the backseat. “Thanks,” you say. You exhaust the entire container in a matter of minutes.

“I guess I won the lottery on my powers,” says Rowan, snorting at the thought. “I usually come out of these things without so much as a scuff on me.”

“Yeah well, getting messy isn’t all that bad,” you say. “You just have to be careful of what you wear.”

Rowan laughs.

Isaac speaks up, then. “You both did good tonight,” he says. “And even though the Ranthix got away, we learned what he can do, and next time we’ll be able to counter it.”

That’s a good point, you think. Though how exactly you’re supposed to counter a walking tank that burns everything around him to a crisp, you aren’t quite sure.

>I'm surprised Waldric didn't lead us into a trap.
>Hey Isaac, you have any idea why Ranthix didn't just snap me in two?
>So. I got a power ranger sword. Does that mean I'm officially part of the club now?
>Other (?)

>>32732219
>>So. I got a power ranger sword. Does that mean I'm officially part of the club now?

The other options seem like ones that might increase stress. As if all of them didn't

>>32732219
>Hey Isaac, you have any idea why Ranthix didn't just snap me in two?
It's a good question.

>>32732219
>Isaac, you have any idea why Ranthix didn't just snap me in two?
>So. I got a power ranger sword. Does that mean I'm officially part of the club now?

>>32732219
>Hey Isaac, you have any idea why Ranthix didn't just snap me in two?
We need to try and get our head around how these guys think so we won't be flat footed as easily in future, and there's a chance we can tease out some rumors about our own history.

Raising the matter of our new sword would also be good; maybe bring up how weirdly accepting the previous owner was in relation to queries about that whole thing with Ranthix.

>>32732219
>>Hey Isaac, you have any idea why Ranthix didn't just snap me in two?
>>So. I got a power ranger sword. Does that mean I'm officially part of the club now?

>>32732252

We can probably try to reduce stress/sanity damage by spending some time thinking/talking about how good we feel that we managed to save those hostages. Deliberately dwell on bits that make us feel like a hero instead of a monster.

>>32732219
>Hey Isaac, you have any idea why Ranthix didn't just snap me in two?
>So. I got a power ranger sword. Does that mean I'm officially part of the club now?

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>>32732335
Do yo feel like a hero yet?

Anyone think we should mention that the Belphegoran thought we were a full blooded demon, or would that cause trouble? Even if we don't mention it, it's reassuring to know our horns were badass enough to fool her.

>>32732361
We have the advantage that we're fighting against literal demons, rather than trying to deal with the horror of being pushed into committing atrocities in a probably illegal war

>>32732392
Honestly, we should try to dissect all the stuff that was said to us by the demons with the hallows over the next evening or two. There is clearly at least something going on related to us, and it's better for all of us to try and work it out.

>>32732420
>Honestly, we should try to dissect all the stuff that was said to us by the demons with the hallows over the next evening or two. There is clearly at least something going on related to us, and it's better for all of us to try and work it out.
Yeah, we probably should.

>>32732420
>We have the advantage that we're fighting against literal demons, rather than trying to deal with the horror of being pushed into committing atrocities in a probably illegal war

But anon, we are the demons.

Alright, I'll stop now. You are correct with your current assesment.

>>32732219
>>Hey Isaac, you have any idea why Ranthix didn't just snap me in two?
>>So. I got a power ranger sword. Does that mean I'm officially part of the club now?

>>32732446
From the dream flashback, it sounded like our mother used to be important in hell, but may have tried to get away from that kind of thing. She at least appeared to be seeking a peaceful life, and our family was then targetted for attack - though whether this was to remove still active players or as retribution against people trying to withdraw is unknown.

Starting to discuss what we remember in less oblique terms ("I don't like scissors") might be something to think about in the near future, and might help with moving along the mental healing/backstory reveal plotline.

“Okay, so next time we’ll kill him,” you say, “but the question I have is why instead of tearing my liver out and eating it in front of my face, Ranthix pretty much offered to let me tear eat his liver out and in front of his face.”

“I honestly can’t say,” Isaac replies, “but I don’t blame you for not taking the chance. He put you in a hard position.”

Rowan turns to add her two cents. “Maybe he promised Meckor to protect Cordeliate or die trying? I’ve seen demons do stranger things to squirm out of obligations.”

You’re not so sure you buy that, either. Ranthix seemed unwilling to harm you, for some reason. He didn’t have to put your arm back into socket if he was just using you as a means to an end. The demon doesn’t strike you as the compassionate type.

Your attention turns to the sword in your lap, and the strange, oily way in which it catches the passing light of cars and street lights. You killed a demon to get this thing. That’s like. The plot to a fantasy novel or something.

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at last back to mown

>>32732777

You think about the poor saps who were bound for hell before you turned up to rescue them, all at Cordeliate’s say so. The one kid who got held hostage at gunpoint couldn’t stop thanking you for saving him and his brother. There’s two guys going home tonight because of you and your freaky demon powers. The thought gives you a warm, cheesy feeling inside. (-15 Stress: 60/100)

And you have her weapon of choice to serve as a memento. “So now that I’ve got a magicky sword deal,” you say, giving voice to your thoughts, “I’m like, officially one of the elite demon defense squad now, right?”

Isaac chuckles. “There’s a bit more to the job than having an enchanted weapon,” he says. Man, he can be boring sometimes. “If you keep this kind of thing up though, I’ll have to deputize you before long.”

>Is that be a good thing or a bad thing?
>Would that mean I’d get a paycheck for doing this kind of crap?
>Deputize? Wait, is there like, some actual... office or posting or something you have that has demon hunting in the job description?
>Other (?)

>>32732814
>Deputize? Wait, is there like, some actual... office or posting or something you have that has demon hunting in the job description?
Can we put it on a business card- cause this has best career ever written all over it

>>32732814
>Would that mean I’d get a paycheck for doing this kind of crap?
Oh money!

>>32732814
>Deputize? Wait, is there like, some actual... office or posting or something you have that has demon hunting in the job description?

>>32732814
>Deputize? Wait, is there like, some actual... office or posting or something you have that has demon hunting in the job description?
>Would that mean I’d get a paycheck for doing this kind of crap?

>>32732814
>>Is that be a good thing or a bad thing?
>>Would that mean I’d get a paycheck for doing this kind of crap?

>>32732814
>Deputize? Wait, is there like, some actual... office or posting or something you have that has demon hunting in the job description?
>And would that mean I’d get a paycheck for doing this kind of crap?

Also maybe ask if the knowing the name (and gender, as I recall) of an enchanted weapon means anything, or is it just some kind of sentimental thing. Because Cordeliate seemed to think it was pretty important to make sure you knew the swords name, that she was a girl, and to take care of her with her dying breath.

>>32732814
>Is that be a good thing or a bad thing?

>>32732420
A major thing was cordelite saw us use all three bloodlines powers - and after seeing the verwalken, the third set, she told us to take the sword

>>32732942
Both Cordeliate and Ranthix, the moment they seemed to get what our powerset was, almost immediately capitulated. On learning that we were verwelken as well as infernus or whatever, Cordeliate suddenly went into "Oh, of course, I see now. Take good care of my sword, I suppose" mode, and after Ranthix cottoned on instead of finishing us off he popped our arm back into place, wrapped our claws around his neck and asked us not to piss on his name after we achieved our inevitable destiny.

There's weird demon behavior shit, and then there's this. They seemed to be reacting very specifically to something about and it happened in a moment of snap realization.

>>32732942

Don't forget. You also just finished mortally wounding her when she told you to take the sword.

Something strikes you about Isaac’s statement that makes it not seem quite like a joke. “Wait. If you can deputize people, does that make you like, a sheriff or something?” you ask. “Like. As in. It’s a real job, what you do.”

“I’m the marshal of San Fransisco,” Isaac answers. “It’s not too different a job from being a sheriff.”

“Dad’s magic police,” says Ro.

You think through the implications. “And magic police get paid real money.”

“This jeep didn’t buy itself,” says Isaac.

“So… if I did happen to get deputized, would I start getting paychecks in the mail?” you ask.

Rowan smiles back at you. “Comic books don’t buy themselves.”

Huh.

>Sure as hell beats working at McDonalds.
>How big are these paychecks?
>I don’t know if I’d want to be obligated to do this kind of thing.
>Other (?)

>>32733112
>Other (?)
"Fuck yeah i'm gonna be Hellboy!"

>>32733112
>How big are these paychecks?
>Sure as hell beats working at McDonalds.
We've done worse things for money.

Much, much worse things.

>>32733145
I like it! Seonding.

>>32733145
I like this response

>>32733112
>>How big are these paychecks?
>>I don’t know if I’d want to be obligated to do this kind of thing.

>>32733112
>I don’t know if I’d want to be obligated to do this kind of thing.

>>32733145
you cant go wrong with this

>>32733112
>I don't know if I'd want to be obligated to do this kind of thing.
>Sure as hell beats working at McDonalds.

>>32733112
>Sure as hell beats working at McDonalds.

>>32733145
this

>>32733112
>Sure as hell beats working at McDonalds.

Come on, we can get paid for being an awesome demonic superheroine. Getting to let rip with our powers for our job is kickass as-is, and there's not much that can compete on job satisfaction when you know you're saving people's lives.

>>32733145
Fuck yeah imma be Spawn!

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Do we get a badge? I want a badge.

“Nah, I think working at McDonalds is more my speed,” you say sarcastically, and then continue in a much more controlled tone. “Are you fucking serious? I can get paid to be a superhero?”

“We’re not superheroes,” Isaac tells you. “It’s dangerous work we do.”

“We’re totally superheroes,” says Rowan.

“I’m going to be Hellboy,” you say, almost in awe. “Hellgirl. Whatever.” There were points in your life where you felt nothing was going your way, but this moment almost makes you forget about all of those times. (-20 Stress: 40/100) “How much do superheroes rake in in our economy?”

“Not so much for deputized volunteers,” Isaac replies. “It would probably be around two grand a month for you. It’s part time pay, assuming you assist the marshal a few hours out of every week. There are other kinds of benefits tacked on to that, but that’s the gist of it.”

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>>32733727
I want to protect that smile. And maybe couple other facial expressions.

>>32733781

If an odd-hours part time deputy makes two thousand a month, it doesn’t take much math for you to figure Isaac must get paid pretty damn well working full time. “Well you can go ahead and sign me up,” you say. As long as you’re going after Meckor for his role in Benjamin’s death, and also for his role in being a douchebag, you may as well be getting paid for it.

Isaac sighs. “I’ll have to get going on the paperwork and make a couple calls, then,” he says.

-----

“I’m beyond words right now. Just. Beyond,” says Rowan.

Baron slaps the table and shakes his head in denial. “No. This isn’t happening. I refuse to believe this is happening.”

“Sierra,” Vikrama pleads, “think of the consequences!”

“Can’t you see?” says Baron, attempting to reason with you. “You can’t go through with this!”

>Oh. But I already have.
>Go through with it.
>Geeze, get off my case.
>Don’t judge me.
>Hesitate. Maybe they’re right?
>other (?)

>>32733810
>Oh, but I already have.

>>32733810
>>Oh. But I already have.
I went through with it 30 minutes ago.
You didn't think I'd allow mortals like you to interfere, did you?

>>32733810
>Oh, but I already have.

>>32733836
>Oh. But I already have.

>>32733809
Throw some horns on there and I think we have a pretty god idea of our Demonic appearance.

>>32733810
>Geeze, get off my case.
>Don’t judge me.

Just to be prickly.

>>32733810
>Oh, but I already have.

>>32733810
>Other: "Fool mortals, it is too late!"
>Go through with it.

Languid, you monster.

>>32733810
>>Oh. But I already have.
"Watch me."

>>32733810
>Oh. But I already have.

>>32733880
>>Other: "Fool mortals, it is too late!"
Oh, I like that.

This next scene ain't about the job its something else

>>32733810
>Oh. But I already have.

>>32733810
>Oh. But I already have.

>>32733904
It's likely something silly.

>>32733901
This

>>32733904
Its her classes, clearly.

>>32731950
Just a heads-up, I'll be making eBooks for this quest now, gonna tweet at you once I have an account and am done.

Good luck.

“But I already have,” you say, feigning deep regret. “Watch me.” You take your glass of Cherry Coke and summarily pour it into the bowl containing your double fudge chocolate ice cream.

In an instant, the process of alchemy triggers. Both of the unlike halves combine into one, better, supreme whole which transcends the sum of its parts. The Chocolate Cherry Coke Float.

“Eugh. It’s so… wrong,” says Baron, giving a shiver that has nothing to do with the Rocky Road laden waffle cone he holds in his hand.

You take a bite. If it’s wrong, then why does it taste oh so right? “Can’t knock it till you’ve tried it,” you say through a mouthful of fizz and chocolate.

“Well. Who could argue with that?” he replies, trying to focus on his own dessert.

“Come now Baron,” says Vikrama, trying to console him, “she’s made her decision. We have to be supportive of it, no matter how much we may disagree.”

You frown and increase your ice cream consumption. Everyone has crappy taste but you.

Rowan waves off their disagreement with your lifestyle choices. “Whatever boats your float, Sierra,” she says, digging into her rainbow sherbet. “Everyone’s got the things they like.”

>>32734370

HP 15/15
PP: 25/25
Stress: 23/100
Sanity: 96/100

It’s been a few days since you killed Cordeliate, and school’s back in session. Except, you have some new classes, one of which is going to be right after lunch. You and Rowan’s friends are ice creaming it up at the parlor down the street from National High just because you can. You’ve got a fancy laminated school ID to prove that you’re a senior and can get off campus during break and everything.

Unfortunately, lunch break isn’t that long, and likely you and the others will have to get going, so you don’t exactly have all the time in the world to enjoy your icy treat before you have to go to your art class.

>Criticize everyone for having bad taste.
>Keep quiet and savor the deliciousness while you can.
>Comment on how terrible the other students are in your art class.
>Other (?)
Also, because last time I wasn’t quite clear on your secondary elective choice, choose one.
>You’re taking Russian 1.
>You’re taking Sci Fi Fantasy Literature with Baron.

>>32734390
>Keep quiet and savor the deliciousness while you can.
>You’re taking Russian 1.

>>32734390
>>You’re taking Russian 1.

>>32734390
>Comment on how terrible the other students are in your art class.
>You’re taking Russian 1.

>>32734390
>Keep quiet and savor the deliciousness while you can.
>You’re taking Russian

>>32734390
>You’re taking Russian 1.

>>32734390
>>Keep quiet and savor the deliciousness while you can.
>You’re taking Russian 1.

>>32734390
>>Criticize everyone for having bad taste.
>>You’re taking Russian 1.

>>32734390
>Criticize everyone for having bad taste.
>Comment on how terrible the other students are in your art class.
>You’re taking Russian 1.

>>32734390
>Keep quiet and savor the deliciousness while you can.
>You're taking Sci Fi Fantasy Literature with Baron.

>>32734390
>Comment on how terrible the other students are in your art class.

>>32734390
>You’re taking Sci Fi Fantasy Literature with Baron.

>>32734305
>Just a heads-up, I'll be making eBooks for this quest now, gonna tweet at you once I have an account and am done.
>Good luck.
Yer made it, OP. Usually this only happens to really, really popular quests.

>>32734765
To be fair, he asked in /qtg/ and this was like the first thread to be posted.

>>32734305
>>32734765
I don't even know what that means. Is it similar to Pastebin or wot?

>>32734390
>>Criticize everyone for having bad taste.

>>You’re taking Sci Fi Fantasy Literature with Baron.

>>32734787
Nah, full e book in mobi, epub, html and PDF. Hero Quest, Magical Girl Noir Quest and Hollow Quest Redux have them, most others don't.

>>32734777
True enough. I wasn't entirely serious, but it's nice to have this kind of service done by the community for a quest that isn't so huge it's got its own gravitational pull.

>>32734787
See
>>32734859

>>32734859
Dats crazy. Also really cool!

>>32734859
So it's basically the cool kids club?

You have no time for talk, only ice cream. It’s been a long time since you had good old Coke float. It is so good. (-5 Stress: 18/100)

Baron talks about some funny article some guy wrote about obesity in America compared to other weird problems in foreign countries, and Rowan points out a couple of things they’ll have to cut out of it before it goes into the school paper, lest anyone be offended.

All of you barely finish in time to head back. Except Baron. Fortunately for him the waffle cone is a mobile eating platform, and he’s able to chomp down on the remaining bits as your party goes back in through the school’s front doors.

You split up and head to your various destinations. You’ve only been to this class one before, and you wind up going down the wrong hall. By the time you’ve rectified your error and walk into class, the second bell rings. A couple seconds slower and you would have been late. You know. If art teachers cared about tardiness.

Ms. Maggill, a portly, older woman, talks to a couple students about some aspect of art history, while the rest of the class raises hell. You find your seat and pull out your notebook and a pencil, and resume your latest doodle while you wait for her to get things under control and actually assign the students some work.

A couple minutes later, her student assistant starts taking attendance., and after that it’s all business. Except, you know, you’re kind of not paying attention.

>>32734898
Whoa whoa whoa! If this is true Sierra doesn't need dat ebook shit. She's got enough street cred already.

>>32734859
No pressure Languid.

>>32734932

Everything seems quieter than it did yesterday. And you look up at the teacher, realizing she’s giving directions.

“It’s everybody’s favorite day,” says Ms. Maggill, smiling. “You know what to do. We’ll go to the end of class. Hop to it!”

The classroom bursts into life and activity, everyone standing up and maneuvering around. Except you don’t know what to do. You elbow the girl next to you, who is busy gathering her things. “What are we doing?” you ask.

“That’s right, you’re new, aren’t you. Every Tuesday we work on personal projects,” she explains. “You can sit wherever you want.” And then the girl leaves.

Uh oh. You don’t really want to stick around where you are, because it looks like a group of slackers is setting up shop right behind you, and they’ve just launched into loud conversation about how much of a no-brainer class this is. You need to relocate.

>Get as far away from everyone else as possible.
>Looks like that kid Nathan’s pulling out some huge picture of earth from space, detailed intricately in pen. Maybe you misjudged him.
>You didn’t see the Goth girl yesterday. And is it just you, or is she wearing a shirt with a pentagram on it?
>There’s a group over there drawing comics. Man, they’ve even all got glasses. What geeks. Then again, you’re also wearing glasses.
>Other (?)
What's with Captcha and no-win street signs?

>>32734948
>You didn’t see the Goth girl yesterday. And is it just you, or is she wearing a shirt with a pentagram on it?

Hehee!

>>32734948
>Looks like that kid Nathan’s pulling out some huge picture of earth from space, detailed intricately in pen. Maybe you misjudged him.

He doesn't sound too annoying, and he's got a detailed enough project that if we don't feel like chatting he'll probably be happy to shut up and work as well.

>>32734948
>You didn’t see the Goth girl yesterday. And is it just you, or is she wearing a shirt with a pentagram on it?
Possible demon friend, if not likely a slightly creepy art style similar to our, and a 100% chance of a lore dump.

>>32734989
Nathan might have autism.

>>32734898
I guess, dunno. It's a bit like drawfaggotry; Usually proportional to your popularity.

>>32734883
It is. Now here is hoping anon delivers.

Rolled 4, 9, 7, 2, 3, 6, 7, 8, 7, 9, 7, 3 = 72

>>32734948
>There’s a group over there drawing comics. Man, they’ve even all got glasses. What geeks. Then again, you’re also wearing glasses.
"Sup four eyes."

>>32734948
>There’s a group over there drawing comics. Man, they’ve even all got glasses. What geeks. Then again, you’re also wearing glasses.
Being a gangbanger/super hero doesn't preclude you from being a huge fucking dork.

>>32734948
>You didn’t see the Goth girl yesterday. And is it just you, or is she wearing a shirt with a pentagram on it?

>>32734948
>There's a group over there drawing comics. Man, they've even all got glasses. What geeks. Then again, you're also wearing glasses.

>>32734948
>You didn’t see the Goth girl yesterday. And is it just you, or is she wearing a shirt with a pentagram on it?
We should totally fuck with her.

>>32734948
>You didn’t see the Goth girl yesterday. And is it just you, or is she wearing a shirt with a pentagram on it?

Mess with her head

"Demons aren't real you know"

>>32735048
"I am Beelzeboob! Bow before mine outstanding horns!"

>>32735048
"With"?
Sorry.

>>32734948
>There’s a group over there drawing comics. Man, they’ve even all got glasses. What geeks. Then again, you’re also wearing glasses.

>>32734948
>There’s a group over there drawing comics. Man, they’ve even all got glasses. What geeks. Then again, you’re also wearing glasses.
Don't sit next to the goth girl. Something about her is just a little too convenient.

>>32735083
I was thinking the same thing, but with spoiler tags instead. You're a good man, Anon.

>>32734948
>>There’s a group over there drawing comics. Man, they’ve even all got glasses. What geeks. Then again, you’re also wearing glasses.

>>32735112
>goth in art class
>too convenient

And the artists I know would have me believe that there are always goths in art, no exceptions

>>32734948
>tfw when no one wants to be a loner
Fine, I'll change my vote to Goth Chick.

>>32734948
>You didn’t see the Goth girl yesterday. And is it just you, or is she wearing a shirt with a pentagram on it?

I'm trying to write this scene and the vote keeps switching. We're done voting.

>>32734948
>There’s a group over there drawing comics. Man, they’ve even all got glasses. What geeks. Then again, you’re also wearing glasses.

>>32735164
I vote for geeky goth group who're doing intricate work at slacking off!

>>32735164
Institute a 10 minute rule or something

>>32735164
Who won

>>32735164
So we're going with the goth right?

>>32735211
Looks like a tie.

>>32735208
The lawn won

The lawn always wins

>>32735141
It's not that. We didn't see her yesterday. Might be connected to the raid & the demon that escaped.

>>32735253
>Ranthix shapeshifted into qt3.14 goth girl to spy on us

I'm not sure what to think of this

>>32735283
We'll know the second we talk to her.
"Hi there"
GREETINGS HELLBOR.... I MEAN FELLOW PUBESCENT HUMAN FEMALE!!!

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>>32735321
MFW I read this

While the cool kids comics club looks like something you’ll have to wheedle your way into later, you can’t help but to find humorous potential in bothering the Gothy edgy girl. You collect your things and make your way over to her. You pass some frankly pretty cool stuff on your way. Looks like everyone’s an artist when they’re doing stuff they like.

To your (not) surprise, Galadriel McBloodwolf gets up and picks a table kind of in the corner of the class, in just the position where nobody could possibly see what it was she’s working on. You walk around and pull out a chair across from her.

>>32735520


The girl has deep black shoulder-length hair, dark hazel eyes, and soft features. Her black shirt has an etched white pentagram on it, stretched out over its surface so it’s hard to tell exactly what it is unless you’re looking carefully. Under that shirt she’s wearing a thin, long-sleeved see-through undershirt that gives her skin a dusky tone. She also wears a plaid skirt, striped tights, and clunky boots, and a pair of delicate black gloves. She’s even got an eyebrow piercing.

This girl is so Goth, she could teach classes.

She glowers up at your unexpected appearance and shoves a binder over top the thing she’s drawing, to obstruct it from your view. “Can I help you with something?” she asks you flatly.

>Nope.
>Just saw the pentagram and thought I’d head over. You know how it is.
>You’re so Goth, you could teach classes.
>How much did all that cost you?
>Mind if I sit here?
>Say nothing and take up residence.
>Funny thing, I almost thought you were somebody else for a second. [Ranthix]
>Other (?)

>>32735539
>Funny thing, I almost thought you were somebody else for a second.

It has to be this.

>>32735539
>You’re so Goth, you could teach classes.
>Funny thing, I almost thought you were somebody else for a second. [Ranthix]

>>32735539
>Mind if I sit here?

and, because it must be done

>Funny thing, I almost thought you were somebody else for a second. [Ranthix]

>>32735539
>"I'll show you mine if you show me yours."

>>32735539
>Funny thing, I almost thought you were somebody else for a second. [Ranthix]
>You’re so Goth, you could teach classes.

>>32735539
>Mind if I sit here?
>Funny thing, I almost thought you were somebody else for a second. [Ranthix]
I can't not pick it.

>>32735539
>>Nope.

>>32735539
>Nope

>>32735539
Just out of curiosity what does she smell like?

It might tell us a bit more about her, where she's been lately, her habits, if she's been injured lately, and if she's not a normal human we might notice.

>>32735539
>Funny thing, I almost thought you were somebody else for a second. [Ranthix]

>>32735574
Do this while flashing our canines at her.

>>32735678
Welp, didn't even think of that. Would be neat to know.

>>32735702
Speaking of teeth. Do ALL of Sierra's teeth become pointy or just her canines / those that secrete venom? I've been under the impression that it's all of her biteys.

>>32735539
>Mind if I sit here?

>>32735702
I meant our drawing, but what'ev.

You let out a sigh of relief. You think. “Actually, I kind of thought you were somebody else for a second,” you say. You don’t exactly know the rules of glamors and illusions and stuff, but you were worried for a split second that Ranthix had somehow infiltrated your school to screw around with you some more. It wouldn’t be the first time a demon came here to talk to you.

The Goth is skeptical. Likely she doesn’t get mistaken for other people very often. “And you see I’m not,” she says, trying to stare you down. She seems to be waiting for you to leave before she gets back to her regular affairs. Unfortunately for her, you have other plans.

“Mind if I take a seat?” you ask, sitting down before she can argue. Now, if she says no, she’ll look like a total jerk. You really put her in the corner on this one. Nice. (-2 Stress: 16/100)

The girl smiles bitterly at you. “It’s a free country,” she says. Stiffly, she begins gathering her things, probably to find another seat farther away from you.

Her passive aggressiveness makes you actually feel kind of bad for bothering her rather than vaguely entertained. (+2 Stress: 18/100)

>I was just messing with you, chill out.
>Come on. I’m not trying to make fun of you or anything. (Or maybe not anymore)
>Sorry, maybe we got off on the wrong foot. My name’s Sierra.
>I’ll show you my stuff if you show me your stuff. [The doodles]
>Other (?)

>>32735914
>Sorry, maybe we got off on the wrong foot. My name’s Sierra.
>I’ll show you my stuff if you show me your stuff.

>>32735914
>>Sorry, maybe we got off on the wrong foot. My name’s Sierra.
>>I’ll show you my stuff if you show me your stuff. [The doodles]

>>32735914
>>Sorry, maybe we got off on the wrong foot. My name’s Sierra.
>>I’ll show you my stuff if you show me your stuff. [The doodles]

She might get a kick out of Sierra's stuff as they're a bit dark.

>>32735914
Lets just go with the most awkward option possible.

>>32735914
>Sorry, maybe we got off on the wrong foot. My name’s Sierra.
>I’ll show you my stuff if you show me your stuff.

>>32735914
>>Come on. I’m not trying to make fun of you or anything. (Or maybe not anymore)

>>32735952
YOU DRESS REALLY COOL AND GOFFY, DON'T THINK THAT I AM A LESBIAN, THO, NOT THAT I DON'T LIKE LESBOS, PLATONICALLY AT LEAST, ALSO IF YOU ARE LESBO CAN I USE YOUR LESBO POWERS TO FIND OUT IF MY BFF IS INTO TACOS

Awkward enough?

>>32735914
>Sorry, maybe we got off on the wrong foot. My name’s Sierra.
>I’ll show you my stuff if you show me your stuff. [The doodles]

>>32736020
Jesus christ

>>32736020
Close, but not awkward enough. It's missing something.

>>32735914
>Sorry, maybe we got off on the wrong foot. My name’s Sierra.
>I’ll show you my stuff if you show me your stuff. [The doodles]

>>32736084
Talk about a fanfic mash up we made of the cast of My Immortal and Twilight. Say we thought she'd like it because she looks the type.

>>32736119
Yes. Also offer her scrambled eggs.

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>>32736119
>Talk about a fanfic mash up we made of the cast of My Immortal and Twilight

>>32735914
>>I’ll show you my stuff if you show me your stuff. [The doodles]

>>32736141
You mean boiled eggs?

>>32736186
Ehh eather or. I was thinking of this thing i saw, find drunk girl passed out what do? and one guy was like "I take her home and the next morning when she wakes up she has to eat scrambled eats before she leaves.

>>32736218
It was boiled eggs, anon.

>>32736239
I think it was like, a bowl full of eggs.

>>32736239
It was boiled eggs? weird.

>>32736239
No, it was a bowl full of eggs

“Okay I get it,” you say. “I know I’m like, in your space.”

“That you are,” says the girl, pausing her preparations to flee in order to address you.

“Yeah well, sorry about that,” you say. “I mean. I’m just new and I thought maybe you’d have cool stuff, because you know, you look kind of cool.”

The girl seems at a loss for words at the somewhat hidden compliment. “I… don’t like showing what I draw to people I don’t know.”

You smirk at the comment. “Well, maybe we got off on the wrong foot then? What’s your name? Oh, and I’m Sierra.”

She hesitates for a second before she answers. “My name’s Moriah,” says the Goth, her posture noticeably relaxing.

Heh. The name matches her outfit. “Well Moriah,” you begin matter-of-factly, “I don’t like showing my crap to anybody either. So how’s about I show you my stuff and then maybe you show me some of your stuff, and we’ll both be uncomfortable?”

Moriah takes a moment to ponder the offer. “Let’s see it,” she decides, her curiosity getting the better of her.

You pull out your sketch book and hand it to her. It doesn’t have that much in it probably compared to Moriah’s stuff, but it’s got a lot of content given how long you’ve had it for. And though it doesn’t represent your best efforts, there are enough indicators of your skill that you’re not too mortified that somebody’s looking through it.

>>32736556

Unfortunately for you, Moriah doesn’t just flip through the book like people usually do. She carefully looks over each page, as if assessing the content and meaning of what she’s looking at. It makes you feel vaguely antsy, even though this was your idea. (+3 Stress: 21/100)

She comes to a full-page spread of Reeber tearing the throat out of another Hellhound. “You’re good at drawing violence,” says Moriah, turning your sketchbook slightly to look at the picture from another angle. She flips the page, and comes to a scene of two small figures silhouetted against the moon, while an ominous pair of shears looms out from the darkness below after them.

>>32736573

Perhaps judging your work sufficiently edgy, Moriah slowly slides her own sketchbook over toward you, making a point of not looking at you or the book while she does so. You carefully accept the transfer, and take a second to look at her book. The first thing you notice is that the cover has MORIAH written on it in huge calligraphy. Next is that the border on the cover is actually a long, snake-like dragon.

You brace yourself for weirdness, and dive in. You are not disappointed. There are crows pecking at desiccated bodies on dunes, well-dressed skeletons attending Victorian balls and social functions, and jumbles of elegant writing delineating indecipherable ideas and snippets of poetry. And there’s so much of it. You notice there seems to be a reoccurring theme of pentagrams and skulls. It’s almost too spooky for you to handle.

As you go, you pick up a general feeling of privacy to the book, as if you’re reading somebody else’s diary. You wonder how many people have looked at what lies between the covers.

>I dig the little skeleton people.
>I feel like this was an uneven trade.
>This is way cool. Thanks for letting me have a look.
>What’s with all the pentagrams?
>Other (?)

>>32736593
>I dig the little skeleton people.
>This is way cool. Thanks for letting me have a look.
>What’s with all the pentagrams?

All of these

>>32736593
>I dig the little skeleton people.

>>32736593
>>I feel like this was an uneven trade.
>>This is way cool. Thanks for letting me have a look.

>>32736593
>>I dig the little skeleton people.

>>32736593
>>I dig the little skeleton people.
>This is way cool. Thanks for letting me have a look.
>What’s with all the pentagrams?
>Other: "Trust me, demons aren't fun to hang around with. Half-demons though, they're wicked cool."

>>32736593
>I dig the little skeleton people.
>This is way cool. Thanks for letting me have a look.
>What’s with all the pentagrams?

>>32736593
>I feel like this was an uneven trade.
>This is way cool. Thanks for letting me have a look.

>>32736593
>I feel like this was an uneven trade.
>This is way cool. Thanks for letting me have a look.

>>32736593
>This is way cool. Thanks for letting me have a look.
>What’s with all the pentagrams?

>>32736593
>This is way cool. Thanks for letting me have a look.

>I dig the little skeleton people.

>>32736593
>>This is way cool. Thanks for letting me have a look.
>I dig the little skeleton people.

You open her book to the page of the ball and slide it back over. “I dig your little skeleton guys,” you say. You point to one particular couple, which has a skeleton in a top hat and petty coat waltzing around with a skeleton lady wearing a flowing black dress and a macabre grin of ecstasy. “Especially these two. She’s all like, flip everything, ‘cause I’m a skeleton and I’m beautiful, and he’s like, everything’s going exactly according to plan and also I’m wearing a top hat because that’s what’s considered fashionable,” you say.

Moriah gives a faint smile. “I like to think the dead are more honest than the living,” she says.

“Wisdom,” you say, even as she hands you your book back. Wait. What did she say? “Uh,” you say. “Thanks for letting me have a look, by the way. It was way cool.”

She nods in a kind of off hand way that says, sure, it was cool, but it’s not that big of a deal, even though secretly it is kind of a big deal, don’t tell anybody. She starts going back to her drawing, resisting her obvious urge to hide it from you at all cost.

All those dang dapper skeletons. Now you want to draw something cool. Good thing you’re in art class, as that is literally what you’re supposed to be doing right now.

>Make conversation (?)
>Draw something (?)
>Other (?)

>>32736620
This. We got a look at some pretty intimate stuff.

>>32736984
>>Draw something (?)
The demon woman we killed last night wielding the Lightning Blade

>>32736984
>>Draw something (?)
Draw yourself in demon form fighting other demons.

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>>32736984
>Draw something (?)

We are hellgirl

>>32736984
>Draw something (?)
Draw how we fucked up Cordelia

>>32737012
More like this super cool hellborn with these wicked cool horns atop of a dead succubus pointing that lighting blade skywards.

That's cool, right?

>>32736984
>>Draw something (?)
Us and Nevada flying to the moon.

>>32737029
Draw skeletons fucking

>>32737024
>>32737012
These to work pretty well together

>>32737064
Boning eachother?

>>32737012
>>32737024
>>32737045
>>32737061
no

>>32737104
Yes.

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>>32737090

>>32736984
Lets draw how we fucked up and let Ranthix get away.

>>32737104
It's in tone with what Sierra has drawn before

>>32736984
Draw what we think we'll look like in 5-10 years, us but more mature and with even more badass metal prominent demonic traits, and have us eating someone's heart.

Also, is Moriah a necromancer? Does she smell like dead people?

>>32737207
No, she's just edgy

>>32737207
Dude, there was like 10 of these chicks in my highschool.

None of them were necromancers.

>>32737296
As far as you can tell.

>>32736984
>Draw something (?)
Draw Ranthix the Terrible and his epic bear toss.

>>32737045
We should totally draw Cordelia. She was pretty hot.

>>32737403
Or, better-yet, a bear tossing Ranthix the Terrible.

>>32737493
Changing my vote from fucking skeletons to this.

>>32737493
This would be sweet.

>>32737403
Ranthix might appreciate it if we meet him again.
>BEHOLD! An illustration of you in glorious combat against the Great Bear-Knight of the Eastern Steppes!
>I APPROVE! THIS MASTERPIECE SHALL BE IMMORTALIZED UPON MY FRIDGE FOR ETERNITY!

>>32737403
>>32737493
Either of these would be great

akiiio throw captcha agrees

You decide to draw yourself in your new persona as Hellgirl, herald(ess?) of the apocalypse. Except, you draw what you’re going to look like in ten years, given your current rate of weird developments. You’re not sure if you should go with a trenchcoat or be all tacticool, so you instead you kind of rip off of Cordeliate’s rip off of The Matrix, and wind up looking like Trinity, but like, with maybe less leather?

You give yourself Zelathix, Lightning Sword, and leave the other claw free for your fire whip, and you make it so you’re in an action pose atop a pile of rubble while a hoard of demonic creatures press toward you in a conglomerate swarm. Then you slap on a pair of wings, a kick-ass tail with a scorpion stinger, and exaggerate the extent of your jagged horns so you’re on legendary scale now.

You keep all the details light and sketchy, knowing you can come back and fill in things later once you have the general mass of the drawing blocked out. As you get on in your drawing, you begin to wish you had drawn Ranthix throwing bear-formed Borislav instead. Oh well, maybe next time.

>>32737841
You catch Moriah spying on your drawing, so you glance over at hers. She has a picture out of a stately man in an arm chair, with three young adults surrounding him, one of which is obviously Moirah. She looks like the youngest of the bunch. She has the picture gridded out, as well as the larger surface she’s drawing on, and it looks like she’s making an enlarged version of the original.

Except, as may be Moriah’s typical modus operandi, she stretches out their proportions to odd dimensions, and reimagines the faces of her family members as gaunt skulls with split jaws, horns, and pentagrams emblazoned in their foreheads. She does this in very careful detail.

Hmm.

>Go back to your drawing. You doubt Moriah likes to be pestered about what she draws, and there’s not much of class left.
>Check this out. I’m drawing like, this lady who’s going to take on like, all of hell at the same time.
>How old are your brother and sister?
>Other (?)

>>32737869
>Go back to your drawing. You doubt Moriah likes to be pestered about what she draws, and there’s not much of class left.

>>32737869
>>Check this out. I’m drawing like, this lady who’s going to take on like, all of hell at the same time.
>>How old are your brother and sister?

>>32737869
>Go back to your drawing. You doubt Moriah likes to be pestered about what she draws, and there’s not much of class left.

>>32737869
>How old are your brother and sister?

>>32737869
>Go back to your drawing. You doubt Moriah likes to be pestered about what she draws, and there’s not much of class left.

>>32737869
>>Go back to your drawing. You doubt Moriah likes to be pestered about what she draws, and there’s not much of class left.

>>32737869
>Go back to your drawing. You doubt Moriah likes to be pestered about what she draws, and there’s not much of class left.

Save it for after class.

>>32737869
> How old are your brother and sister?

>>32737869
>How old are your brother and sister?

>>32737869
>Go back to your drawing. You doubt Moriah likes to be pestered about what she draws, and there’s not much of class left.

I don't know if I want Moriah to just be a regular kid or if I want her to be a necromancer more.

>>32737869
>Go back to your drawing. You doubt Moriah likes to be pestered about what she draws, and there’s not much of class left.

But offer her eggs

>>32738256
How about a normal kid who's so obsessed with the occult that she's actually a remarkably useful source of information on the demon underground, provided you can wade through the angsty poetry and the occasional total misinterpretation of the higher-ups goals?

Possibly segueing into a fangirl if she ever finds out what we are somehow. Bonus points if this happens before she knows this demon thing is us.

>"Ah, but they really are waging a secret war, and I have seen them! Look at these photos!"
cue blurry snaps of us being kickass, as she expounds her mildly fanfictionish attempts to figure out what was going on.

Huh, so she might be supernatural. We could test her a little. Like give a brief flash of jagged teeth and return them to normal afterwards. Nothing very showy, but her reaction to it might tell a thousand words.

You decide not to badger Moriah and focus on your drawing. The idea of drawing Ranthix keeps burning at you, so you decide to throw him into your current drawing. There’s no place for him in the demonic swarm, so you stick him and his M60 by your side. You can’t tell if he’s there because he’s snuck up on you or because he’s trying to back you up, so you pencil in Borislav in bear form on your other side just in case. That should even things out should his intentions prove less than admirable.

The bell rings, and you and Moriah go to stow your things away as Ms. Maggill reminds you of your future assignments. Neither of you say anything, though it is not an awkward silence. Moriah just seems like a quiet person, despite the loudness of her attire.

“See you later, Moriah,” you say, grabbing your backpack.

She takes a second to concoct a reply. “You too,” she says, as you walk away.

You try not to snicker too loudly.

--

>>32738535

Later, you’re at the Hallow household, puzzling over your Russian assignments. Nobody told you you’d have so much homework. You don’t even know Cryllic. Luckily for you, everyone else in the class is just as clueless, despite this being like, the third week or something. The teacher must have burned all that time off in introducing everybody to Russian history or something.

You’re grabbing a quick snack at the dinner table while you hammer the foreign letters into your brain. Why do they have so many letters? There’s like, thirty five of them. Man, you’re really going to be feeling the school crush on you soon. You’re going to need to figure out a schedule tonight before bed.

The sounds of Harvey ripping up people in Call of Duty in the next room over is no help to your concentration. You’ll probably want to go back upstairs if you’re going to get any real studying done.

Stress: 27/100

Isaac pauses by the dining room table before he heads out to do marshal work. “Ah. The good old A, B, V’s,” he says. “How’s it coming along?”

“They just throw everything at you from A to backwards R all at once,” you complain.

“Well, Tthis stuff will be easy for you in a month. If you need help, I’ll be back in a few hours. Let me know, alright?” Isaac turns to go.

>Will do.
>How’s that paperwork coming along? I need to sign any dotted X’s?
>Why’d you learn Russian anyway?
>See ya. Don’t die.
>Other (?)

>>32738495
That would be the best and most interesting outcome. She could be our Jimmy Olsen, just much less straitlaced.

>>32738558
>Will do.

Awwwww, i was to late with >>32738532

>>32738558
>Will do.
>See ya. Don’t die.

>>32738558
>See ya. Don’t die.

>>32738558
>How’s that paperwork coming along? I need to sign any dotted X’s?
>See ya. Don’t die. It it's not like I like you or anything. Baka.

>>32738558
>Will do.
Please don't set off death flags.

>>32738558
>Will do.
>See ya. Don’t die.

>>32738558
>Will do.
>See ya. Don’t die.

>>32738609
Honestly, the best first guess for that is to eyeball their health bar. If it's more than 10, there's a decent chance of supernatural shenanigans. If it's regular human levels, then they would need to be a squishy wizard type with absolutely no protective augmentations, or else exceptionally good at assuming the weaker form thing like some of the demons we've seen. For the latter, you could always try surreptitiously using dark heart to feel out their power, but obviously only if it wouldn't have noticeable and/or negative consequences on a regular human.

>>32738763
Yeah. We should have started with that.

>>32738763
I think that the human magic users would likely have normal hp but they'd have defense buffs and forcefields and stuff to make that 10hp go a lot further.

“Will do,” you say. “See you later. Don’t die.”

“I try not to,” Isaac replies. “Mind if I take Reeber?”

You look down at the dog that’s squirmed under your chair. “So long as you bring him back,” you say. You know Reeber likes going out, and you feel kind of bad for keeping him cooped up here when you and everybody went out demon hunting.

“Let’s go bud,” he says, patting his leg. The dog gives a bark and crawls out from under your chair to go with Isaac. He pauses, however, and looks over his shoulder at you for permission.

You give the animal a smile and nod. “Go bite somebody’s hand off,” you say.

Reeber makes a happy sound and goes to follow the demonbane.

Isaac walks out, and passes Cassandra who’s on her way down the stairs to the kitchen. Isaac gives her a quick kiss before he scoops up a suspicious duffel bag by the entryway and trundles out the door with Reeber in tow.

As for you, you’ve got some time to kill. Your slight headache kind of makes you want to take a break for an hour or two. Or three? It’s four o’clock, so you could technically put it off for quite some time.

>Go school Harvey in videogames.
>Hang out with Rowan.
>Work on your future self picture.
>Finish your homework.
>Go on a bike ride or something.
>Work on your Zen meditation thing.
>Take a nap. All that ice cream in the middle of the day wasn't a good idea.
>Other (?)
Choose three.

>>32739054
>Finish your homework.

>>32739054
>>Work on your Zen meditation thing.

>>32739054
>>Work on your Zen meditation thing.

>>32739054
>Hang out with Rowan.
>Work on your future self picture.
>Work on your Zen meditation thing.

>>32739054
>Go school Harvey in videogames.
>Work on meditation
>Finish homework

>>32739054
>Work on your Zen meditation thing
>Hang out with Rowan.
>Finish your homework.

>>32739148
Sounds like a good schedule.

>>32739054
>Finish your homework.
>Work on your Zen meditation thing.
>Go school Harvey in videogames.

Rolled 10

>>32739054
we need that meditation thing, I end up stressing about that damn stress bar.

>>32739054
>Work on your Zen meditation thing.
>Finish your homework.

In that order

>>32739054
>Go school Harvey in videogames.
Been a while since last time we spent time one-on-one with Harvey without being shot at.

We seem to be tied. Homework and meditation are decided on, but with whom are you hanging out?

1. Rowan
2. Harvey

Regular vote, you know the drill.

>>32739202
This. Get centered again, then finish

>>32739370
1

2

>>32739370
2

>>32739370
1

1

1

1

2

>>32739370
2

1

1

2

>>32739370
2

2

Man, Harvey gets no love...

>>32739497
Harvey is unnerving.

>>32739497
What are you talking about it's tied?

>>32739497
Harvey a shit

>>32739528
No, Rowan won 5 to 4. The votes that linked to the post did not follow instructions and are not counted.

>>32739370
2

After finishing your sandwich, you retreat upstairs to take a break from homework and looking normal and everything. You turn off all the lights and sit cross-legged on your bed, doing a passable impression of some Tibetan monk on a journey to self-enlightenment. You spend a while going to your deepest, darkest places. Places of silence.

You’re okay with silence, every once in a while. You can feel the darkness orbiting you, though you don’t open your eyes to observe them.

Some time later, you pronounce yourself finished with that nonsense and go back to your good old HW, feeling like you’ve learned something about the inner nature of your being or whatever. You finish off all the homework you can, and eventually go over and join forces with Ro to cap off some of the last things. There’s some stuff with Russian you’ll have to ask Isaac about, but you’re pretty much done with scholarly efforts for the night.

You sit slumped in your usual place on the beanbag, staring at the ceiling. Ro stares along with you, both of you mostly in darkness save for the light imprint of the bat signal on the ceiling coming from her desk. “So, could you change that into something else?” she asks.

“No problem,” you say, squinting slightly in concentration. The bat signal shadow on the ceiling changes into a vague caricature changes into the Superman S. “Age old question of who would win, solved,” you say.

“That’s really cool,” says Rowan. “Can you make stuff that moves?”

>>32739996
“It’s harder,” you say, trying to put your experience into words, “but so long as it’s simple and I can picture the whole thing at the same time, I can manage it.” You twist the shadows into the form of a person in profile, walking along. You nudge points at the back of his head and let one tendril of shadow wave out behind him like a cape.

“I’m Batman,” Rowan says in a gruff voice.

You snort, and let the image resolve into the batsignal.

Rowan sits up from her bed. “I’ve got an idea, hold on a second.” She walks over to her closet, ruffles around in it, and pulls out an acoustic guitar covered in stickers. She goes back to her bed, and sits with the instrument propped up on her knee, ready to play.

“What manner of idea is this?” you ask flatly.

“I’ll play and you can shadow show along,” she says.

>I’d rather just listen to you play.
>I can give it a shot. (Dice)
>I have a request. (?)
>Other (?)
I’ll update the character sheet later with some specific mechanics, but you have learned the following skill.
>Amateur Meditation: You have unlocked the powers of Eastern Medicine (?) and now have limited control of your stress levels.

>>32740022

Also, I'll be going for the next few hours (4 hours?). I'll make a new thread when I get back, if this one's gone, and pick up where I left off with whatever you guys decide to do here.

>>32740022
>I have a request. (?)
We do it in the style of Adam West Batman.

Rolled 44

>>32740022
>I can give it a shot. (Dice)

Rolled 6

>>32740022
>>I can give it a shot. (Dice)

Rolled 61

>>32740022
>I can give it a shot. (Dice)

Rolled 41

>>32740022
>I can give it a shot. (Dice)
They see me rolling

Rolled 18

>>32740022
>I can give it a shot. (Dice)

>>32740062
The call of the lawn is seductive...

Rolled 100

>>32740022
>I can give it a shot. (Dice)

>>32740445
you stop rolling

>>32740445
WE HAD A 6
WHY

>>32740445
God bless you for rolling so late, you poor, fortune-damned soul.

>>32740515
We still do. First three count. That was the sixth.

>>32740596
Languid extends for crits.

>>32740445
We just impaled Ro with a shadow spike.

Rolled 47

>>32740616

Not anymore

>>32740616
Normally that's only for 1s

>>32740616

We had this exact discussion last thread, he doesn't do that anymore.

>>32740648
I thought that he still does. Wasn't that what happened when we tried to jump Ranthix?

>>32740670
Aww, that sucks. I get just as excited for fumbles as I get for crits.

>>32740694
I thought we just rolled shittily even without the fumble.

>>32740980
We rolled a 35 otherwise.

>>32741072
We've failed seemingly easier things with better rolls.

>>32740694
What do you mean? He totally fell for us.

>>32741161
he said he likes um young.....

>>32741072
That did not necessarily mean we passed the roll.

>>32740694
We'd be kidnapped nursing a shattered everything if we'd crit failed that role.

>>32740062
How much lawn care can one man endure?

>>32742299
as much as possible, because if he fails, we all fall unto darkness.

>>32741489
I almost wish we'd been 'napped, because then we'd get to talk to some demons who might actually know something about us.

>>32744744
And a /d/elightful time.

>>32744744
I'm kinda hoping Moriah tuns out to be a demon for that reason. I mean, it's great the the Hallows are supernatural themselves and have done a lot for us vis a vis understanding who and what we are. But it would be great to have a real peer, ya know?

Plus it'll be interesting to see their reaction when we bring our new friend home. And HER reaction when she learns she's surrounded by demonbane.

>>32745734
>Moriah
>Moriah is the name given to a mountain range by the Book of Genesis, in which context it is the location of the sacrifice of Isaac.

Demon or not, that's pretty damn suspicious to me.

>>32745734
Yeah, I want a demon friend too. They can't be all bad.

I'm just going to continue tomorrow morning at 8:00 AM MST to get more together in a solid row. Stuff went a bit later than I planned. Anyway, check twitter.

>>32744744
You know, I see a lot of people saying this, but we've never just called Waldric up and asked. We have his phone number. He is the only demon we've met that hasn't tried to kill us. This doesn't have to be hard.

Even if he doesn't know anything about us personally, it's better than getting kidnapped by someone who hates humans/half-humans.

The lawn won.

>>32747740

As expected of lawn.