>>35071939
"Yeah" You chime in "you made it seem like it was part of the daily routine, and encouraged". You notice one of the lenses of the agent's mask is cracked

"Look, I'm not going to bullshit you here" He said "it was a test to see which ones of the first years were crazy enough to kill one of their new family members to get out of class, in total eleven students failed, and you five are the survivors".

"So, it was all a trick then, and I don't have to worry about having my throat cut while I sleep?" the big guy says sounding relieved "that's good, real good". You hear Maria make a noise of happiness that makes you wish it wasn't a test of your sanity afterall.

"Oh I wouldn't say that" The agent says "Because a total of sixteen students were found dead yesterday, and I doubt any of you killed eleven of your equals by yourselves". There is an awkward pause

"The fuck does that mean" The black boy asks.

"Yes, what do you mean by that?" The boy with gold hair asks "Surely it was just the work of more skilled killers than us?"

"I wish it was just another crazy fuck like you five" He says "But it isn't, you see, somehow, we've been infiltrated by a rival school"
What?

How do you react to this?
[] anger
[] joy
[] confusion
[] fear

>>35072084
>[x] confusion
Sure.

>>35072084

Joy. Sounds like a good time.

>>35072084
>[x] joy
Didn't mean to kill the one today. But now we have free roam.

>>35072084
>[x] joy

>>35072084
>[] anger

>>35072084
>[] confusion
>[] joy

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A rival school, a whole school of people just like you, who'd actually present some form of a challenge? This, is, FANTASTIC. You can't stop yourself from grinning and giggling like the Schoolgirl you are. The giggle soon turns into a full blown laugh that you hope the rival student can hear, you can't wait to meet them.

Maria is biting one of her knuckles, fear in her eyes
The big guy is rubbing his forehead looking confused.
The Golden haired boy is clapping and laughing alongside you
The Black boy is shouting curses

"Now this wouldn't be a problem" The agent says ignoring your reactions "if the little bastard didn't get bold and make an attempt on my life a few hours ago". He points to his cracked his lenses.

"But she forgot the Agents of the lucky coin were the cream of the crop" He says laughing "sadly the little bastard managed to get away before I got a good look at her face, now this is where you come in, Track down, and kill or capture the invader before the headmaster returns from his trip in three days, I'd like you to bring her back alive so I can... have a friendly chat with her, but it doesn't really matter, but you'd get a gift if you don't kill her".

"You'll be given acess to every facility and area of the campus" he says handing each of you a plastic card "As well as some restricted items, happy hunting

What do you do
[] check parties skills
[] check inventory
[] go

I'm gonna be gone for a bit, getting a haircut

>>35072386
>[x] check parties skills
What are these scrubs supposed to bring to the table?

>>35072386
>[x] go
No time to waste

>>35072386

Clearly, the only way to get rid of all of the imposters is to kill everyone. We're going to need some wiring, an obscene amount of explosives, and a car. Oh, also, access to the front gate.

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>>35072446

>Sharing the fun of getting to kill the imposters

>>35072386
Man, the fact he specificaly identified the target as a she. I sure hope it's not Maria and she's just pretending to be a weak and fearful girl.

>>35072386
>[x] check parties skills
Everyone gets a role!

>>35072386
>[] check parties skills

Op confirmed dead

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>>35073523

Dang it.

Back, sorry it took so long, writing now

>>35073806
'saight we got all day.

>>35073831
It's 2:20 in the morning...

Layla Miller: Poison and explosive expert. Combat skills: Lethal injection (requires poison and empty syringe, Grenadier (she has a surprisingly good throwing arm). Social Skills: Facade of innocence, sadism. Other skills: ???? Sanity:unstable

Maria Smith: Combat skills: Go unnoticed. hip fire. social skills, Crocodile tears, blend in. other skills: useless knowledge sanity: stable

Mike Fredricks: Combat skill: Brawling, beat the fucker with another fucker. Social skills: Intimidation, Nice guy Sanity: sane

Antonio Moores (black kid): combat skills: sucker punch, strangle: Social skills:????
Other traits: Mad driver. Sanity: unstable

Maxwell maxwell: Combat skills: lots of toys, run away: Social skills: Loads of money, connections. Other skills: Wine taster. Sanity:???

Do you wish to check their inventories or start the hunt now?

>>35073904
Again, sorry

>>35073936
>Crocodile tears, blend in
Jeeze, you really are making it seem like Maria is the infiltrator.

so how many people are still here?

>>35073936
START THE HUNT

>>35074041
Good question.

The next thing you know, a wall opens up, letting light flood in
You follow the others out, and as the door closes behind the agent you hear him say

"Just be sure to not tell anyone, especially the students, wouldn't want to start a panic now would we?"

And with that you and your teammates you suppose they are left alone. You quickly learn eachothers names and begin discussing your next move as you walk around the campus

"So where should we start" maxwell says "I mean as much as I'd like to just start killing people to hope we get the rat, we can't, unfortunately".

"Maybe we should just start shaking down people" Antonio says "may know something".

"We could use one of us as bait" Maria says "but we shouldn't'

"why not?" Maxwell asks "Sounds like a plan to me"

What do you suggest
[] look for dead bodies
[] yeah the bait idea is good, thanks maria
[] looks for suspicious behavior

>>35074202
>[x] yeah the bait idea is good, thanks maria

>>35074202
>>[x] yeah the bait idea is good, thanks maria
I'd also thank her for volunteering, but that'd be a little too mean.

"I have to agree with Maxwell" You say "The bait idea is actually pretty sound, thanks Maria".

"So what, we're going to have one of us walk alone somewhere and hope they get attack" Mike says angrily "Yeah nice plan we have here"

"It's better than nothing" Antonio says "Not like you have a better one".

"It wasn't a supposed to be a serious suggestion you know" Maria says quietly

"So the real question is" Maxwell says clapping his hands together "Who shall be the rabbit to bring out fox". Good question

"I vote Maria" Antonio says laughing "it was her idea after all"

"I Vote myself" Mike says

"I would as well" Maxwell says "But Layla makes a much more appetizing bait, I'd think"

"Maxwell" Maria says angrily "I vote maxwell"

Who do you say
[] mike
[] maria
[] Maxwell
[]Myself

>>35074468
>[]Myself

>>35074468
>[x] Maxwell

>>35074468
>[x]Myself
You want the kill

>>35074468
We aint stupid enough to go ourselves.
>[] maria

>>35074541
"I vote myself" You says.

"What!" Maria shouts. Maxwell just claps and laughs to himself.

"Well at least we are in agreement" He says "Now we just need to find a nice secluded spot for you to meander about, away from everyone else".

"Building C is usually clear out since the second years are all doing some kind of survival training" Antonio says "seems like a good enough spot".

"So I just make sure to make enough noise to get her on my tail" You say "easy enough".

"Why are you doing this?" Maria asks "just, why?"

"Because I'm bored and I want to get the kill" You say smiling "so were is building c exactly".

Soon
You're outside a building that looks like your dorms, except you had to walk through several hills and a small orchard of cherry blossom trees to get here, all the while being as obvious as possible, followed by the other four and hopefully the killer.

There's a large iron gate in front of it, large enough for you to slip through without much difficulty. There's a large fountain and several bushes in the courtyard.
it's deathly quite and a bit cold. You kind of regret voting for yourself now

What do you do
[] enter the building
[] shout asking if anyones here
[] prepare some poisons behind the bushes (possible creations with current inventory, Potassium overdose, Sleeping pills crushed and mixed with just enough water to get them in the blood stream)
[] look around a bit

>>35074826
[x] prepare some poisons behind the bushes (Potassium overdose)
It worked last time, it gives us a chance to question them.

>>35074826
>[] prepare some poisons behind the bushes
Potassium overdose
>[] look around a bit

>>35074975
You crouch down into some of the bushes. Taking out a syringe and the remaining potassium you make a nice and painful prick of death. You put your backpack back on and look around a bit. There's a shed nearby, but it's bolted shut with a bit of chain and a padlock.

You do however find a way into the building that isn't the door. an open window into what you assume is the basement. The room you soon find yourself in, looks abandoned, but lived in, like squatter has been staying in it. You also see a checklist of students, with 10 of them crossed out in red marker. You also see several killing implements strewn about.

You quickly leave the room and discover this building is a lot nicer than your dorm. The main hall has a grand stair case, rugs cover the floors, and the place looks to be made of marble rather than concrete

where do you go
[] upstairs
[] kitchen
[] other wing

You have a feeling you're being watched

>>35071939
Damnit I only just found this

Get a twitter OP

>>35075299
I will try to

>>35075261
To the kitchen I want some eats.

>>35075261
>[] kitchen

>>35075261
>[] kitchen
Skip cheerfully through the hallways.

>>35075261
>[] kitchen
we have our knife with us yes?

>>35075420
yes

You make your way to the kitchen, wait, this place has a kitchen, yours doesn't. Fucking hell, you guess surviving for a year lets you get certain comforts then.

"Bullshit" you say looking at the place "this isn't fair". You eat some of the food they have in the fridge, one marked With the words Mark's lasagna specifically, fuck mark who ever he is.
You think you see something in the corner of your eye, but it may have been your mind fucking with you.
"Wine" You laugh "They have wine, seriously?!" You grab a bottle, may be able to use it later.

There are different kinds of spices, but you don't know the difference between them, You think about grabbing a bigger knife, but that might make the killer aware that your aware that she's following you. You do however take the last piece of cake before leaving, before throwing it away after the first bite.

You also now realize you have no way to communicate to the other four

"wonderful" You say to yourself as you slowly walk down the hall "Simply wonderful"

Roll 1d20 (perception/reaction check)

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>35075614
oh boy dice time, heres hoping the gods like the goat I sacrificed

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>35075614

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>35075614

>>35075688
You hear a clinking noise as you take your next step, and step back as you hear something fly through the air. Pain, burning pain. You place your hand on your face and it feels wet and warm. You open your eyes and see that it's covered in your own blood. In the wall to your left is embedded a knife, dripping crimson. Somehow you managed to step back just in time to not have it in your brain. But it left a nasty wound right between your eyes.
You hear someone's footsteps, walking towards you.
Quick, need to find a place to hide. You tell yourself as you try to keep quite as you make your way along the hall, trying to open a door, any door. Luckily one of the people here is like Maria, and forgot to lock theirs. inside is a horrible land of fluffy, pink, lacy things. The footsteps are closer now, much closer
where do you hide
[] under the bed
[]in the bed
[] in the closet
[] Turn around and face your stalker (danger)

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>35075614

>>35075852
>[] in the closet
Best opportunity to attack from

>>35075852
>[] in the closet

>>35075852
>[] in the closet
but make it look like theres someone under the bed

>>35075852
[] Turn around and face your stalker
get on your knees and start crying as you get out the syringe stealthily.

CLOSET. The perfect hiding place. You get into it and find yourself surrounded by overly complicated dresses. Luckily there are shutters on the door, that you can look for. The door opens and...a nun? steps out, in her hand is what looks like a dagger. She looks around the room, throwing up the covers and muttering something to herself before dropping to the floor. She looks to young to be a nun, in fact she looks more like your sister when she dressed up in that slutty nun costume last year for halloween. She stands back up and turns towards the closet, raising up her knife. You move away from the shutters, and moments later the dagger is sticking through them, right where your eye was. You hear her sigh and begin to walk off, leaving the knife. Your heart feels like it's about to explode, did she see you? No couldn't have, otherwise she'd have opened the doors and put the knife in your chest. Also, what the hell was with that get up, who dresses like that?

what do you do
[]wait
[] leave and try and avoid her
[] leave and try and follow her

>>35076125
>[] leave and try and follow her

>>35076125
>[] leave and try and follow her

>>35076125
>[] leave and try and follow her

>>35076125
>[] leave and try and follow her
this anons gotta run some errands, thanks for the thread so far, anons, don't get us or our roommate killed

>>35076125
[] leave and try and follow her

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You get out of the stuffy hell that is the closet, and begin slowly follow the nun slut. You pull your syringe filled with pottasium and your combat knife from your backpack, more for comfort than anything. You open the door she closed and turn towards the direction of her footsteps. You don't see her. And then you feel a hand on your shoulder. You shriek as you turn around, lashing out with your knife. It cuts nothing but air. The nun isn't behind you, and you're starting to think this place may be haunted, you turn around and notice the door to the kitchen was left open. You run towards it, sticking your head through the door, another open door, and a napkin with a smiling face pinned to it with a knife.

"Oh you cheeky little nun" You laugh to yourself as you make your way through the small kitchen.

You catch a glimpse of her going up the stairs, and you try your best to follow, nearly cracking your head open by stepping onto the now wet steps.

You somehow manage to stay on your feet as you make your way up, grumbling as you try and get your heart to calm down. the door on the right is open and nearly step on a knife sticking out of the floor. ok this is getting old fast.
She keeps just barely within your sight, leading you further and further into the building. You see her turn and open a door with the words "roof access" written on it. You follow. And find yourself on top of building c, the nun nowhere to be seen
the door closes behind you

Roll 1d20

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>35076406

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>35076406

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>35076406

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>35076406

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>35076454
Thank fuck for you anon, 6 seconds slower and we would have had to deal with a 4 as the highest

You spin around on your heels and stab forward with your syringe. A blinding pain shoots through your other arm and you see the nun staring at you, leaned back, syringe an inch from breaking her skin. You feel the tip of her knife in your shoulder, as it falls out, she must've stabbed at you and saw the syringe at the last possible second.

"Hi there" You say smiling "I've been dying to meet you, real fan of your work" She glares at you and plants her foot in your chest kicking you away.

"Well no reason to be rude" You say with mock sadness. The nun looks around your age, but slightly older, with blonde hair and a figure no nun should ever have, as well as blood red eyes

"Silence , demonspawn" she snarls as she charges at you with another knife "and begone from this world".

You dodge and slash at her, tearing her habbit slightly before she once again kicks you away.

"Oh what a rude thing for a nun to say" You laugh as you begin to circle eachother

"You kill to satiate your bloodlust and greed" She says angrily, like she's talking something filthy "all of your guild does, and as such it must be cleansed". She charges you again, and almost strikes before you mock jab your syringe arm at her, causing her to jump away at the last moment.

"How did you ever become a nun?" You ask "aren't you supposed to help sinners on the path of redemption, not stab them full of holes?"

"Stop talking" She growls.

"No" You laugh as you run towards her

What do you do (roll 1d20)
[] try and trip her
[] try and get the knife out of her hand
[] stab that bitch in the heart
[] syringe, meet neck, neck, meet syringe

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>35076689
>Syringe+Neck

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>35076689
>[x] syringe, meet neck, neck, meet syringe

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>35076689
[x] Try and trip her.

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>35076689
>[] try and trip her

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>35076689
>[x] try and get the knife out of her hand

We get stuff for not murdering her right now, stuff is always good.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>35076689
[] try and get the knife out of her hand

>>35076741
you glorious bastard, i love you
>>35076791
leave

>>35076689
>[x] syringe, meet neck, neck, meet syringe

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>35076689
>[x] syringe, meet neck, neck, meet syringe

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Near success + crit fail = fun

You stab your syringe forward, and realize to late she's doing the same. You scream in pain as your little needle makes itself home in her neck, You manage to push some of it's contents into your foe, before she kicks you away. You look down and see that there's a knife sticking in your chest, luckily it seems that while she was aiming for your heart, she just got in your ribs, any deeper and you may be dead. The Nun pulls the syringe out of her neck, you don't know how much you got into her, or if it's enough to kill her, but you hope to god it is. You grab the knife handle and pull, watching the pool of crimson form on your otherwise snow white shirt.

She pulls another knife out of her shirt, and begins approaching you, humming what sounds like a church hymn. She doesn't seem to care you injected her with a potentially lethal amount of potassium

What do you do roll again
[] lash out with your new knife
[] use your back pack filled with shit as a club
[] knee her in the stomach
[] stay safe and wait for an opening

>>35076986
Oh an I meant near crit success there

>>35076986
>[x] lash out with your new knife

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>35077032
Forgot to roll.

>>35076986
why'd we get the crit fail? it was the 6th roll?

the fuck system are you using?

>>35076986
>Throw the knife
>Lash out with backpack as a club since it has better range

>>35076986
>[] stay safe and wait for an opening

>>35076986
>crit fail
What are the dice rules, because it was the 6th roll and that seems kind of retarded to take more than 5 on a d20, it ensures that we get a crit every time we roll...

>[] stay safe and wait for an opening

>>35076986
Wait, you didn't actually count that crit fail, did you? Cause that was neither within first 3 or 5.

>>35077109
yeah, I'm wondering why he did and what kind of retarded rules he's using too

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>35076986
>[x] stay safe and wait for an opening

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>35077101
forgot to roll, though its pointless as we're just going to get another crit again

Look I counted both, meaning you both rolled a near crit success and a crit fail, which makes a bad day for everyone. I was also not aware of the 3 or 5 rule, and I'm sorry about that

Complete opposite of the premise and pitch, and then a retarded crit heavy dice system...

Come on OP, I'm trying to like this but its hard

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>35077076
Rolling for this.

>>35077168
It's common practice to have a set of rules or system like best of first 3 rolled or first 5, it means multiple players can participate but also that we don't just keep rolling until we get a crit, which with /tg/ D20 having something like a 25% chance to get, is all the time.

I would advise you have a look at some other quests dice system and see which you like, but please, remember, dice shouldn't decide the narrative and take control out of the players and the writers hands, the dice should flavor the result of their actions.

You're evidently new to this whole thing, and thats no problem, if you've any questions about any of these things just ask, many quests do things differently and theres a lot of accumulated knowledge built up on quest running here, so we're always looking to learn and improve our craft.

I'd stick around to discuss these things but I have to run some errands for a couple hours, looking forward to catching up on this when I get back.

(Ok, I Obviously fucked up on that last post due to my idiocy )

You Decide to keep your distance and play it safe, but so does she. You circle around eachother, panting from your wounds and perhaps her poisoning. You can't really tell
but you watch her movement and realize something. She has her knives, under her clothes. You could use that against her, somehow. She's no doubt trying to find a weakness in you as well, but you can't tell what she's looking at. but she looks distracted, then again she could be trying to get you closer to stab you again

what do you do
[] throw something at her (Winebottle, knife, combat knife, bleach, the remaining potassium, sleeping pills, backpack)
[] Try to push her over (DANGER)
[] Try and trick her into making a move first

>>35077168
>the 3 or 5 rule
It's not a rule, but its common sense to have some sort of structure to help keep dice rolling under control, like >>35077235 said.

Many quests use best of first 3 d20 because its simple and easy, other quests use d100's and so on, but like that anon said, please don't get caught up in the dice, its fun to have them and use them, but too much and they can ruin things. You've been going good so far, with good writing and a fast pace, so I hope you find a goo way of using dice that works for this, but lots of high dc's and crit heavy dice don't really work well with a premise that was meant to be lighthearted.

>>35077348
>[] throw something at her (Winebottle)

>>35077348
>[] Try to push her over (DANGER)

>>35077354
I will, don't worry

>>35077380
seconded

And idea forms in your head. You reach into your back pack, pull out the wine bottle. The nun looks at you confused and a small smile forms on her face, before she begins laughing at you, unaware of what you're about to do. she taunts you but you hear none of it.

You grab the thinner part of the bottle and throw it with all your might. The Nun to busy gloating gets hit square in the jaw. The bottle shatters. Covering her eyes in it's contents, and shards of glass. She screams and starts trying to wipe it from her eyes in a panic
This is your chance,
A part of you says run
another says keep throwing things at her
another reminds you can get a reward if you capture her alive.
Another whispers to push her off

What do you do
[] run
[] throw something at her again
[] subdue her while she helpless (Danger)
[] push her off the roof (Danger)

>>35077636
>[] subdue her while she helpless (Danger)

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>35077636
>[x] subdue her while she helpless (Danger)

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>35077636
[] subdue her while she helpless
go big or go home.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>35077636
>[] subdue her while she helpless (Danger)

You remember that the agent wanted her alive.
This is going to suck. You run and tackle her, however she is good head taller than you and manages to keep her footing, for a moment at least, until she trips on something, maybe she stepped on the syringe, maybe the wine, you don't care, You're ontop of her and she dropped her dagger. You have a better look at her face now and see she has freckles, and is not wearing a bra, seriously what kind of nun is she.
Luckily you still have your knife, and you place it against her throat. She looks up at you, as much as she can with eyes filled with wine and glasses

"Do it" She groans "kill me, you heathen, my brothers and sisters will bring you to justice in my name, just get it over with"

"no, though I am very tempted to" You say as you cut open her clothing, ignoring her "assets"

"What are you doing" She shouts, any form of calmness gone "Get your hands off of me".

You find five more daggers on her, as well as some vials of what you guess is holy water. You get off her and force her on to her feet, Luckily her robes still do a goodjob of covering her, despite the tear you put in it to take away all of her fucking knives.

"Move" You say nursing your stab wound. She glares at you but begins to move forward.
You eventually get to main hall and just as you walk down the stairs, the doors burst open, to reveal the other four.

"Hi, want to meet my new friend?' you say with a cough

"Well, you're a live" Maxwell says "that's wonderful, I guess".

What do you tell him
[] fuck you
[] laugh
[] ignore him and ask the others for help

>>35078073
[] laugh
Ha!

>>35078073
>[] laugh
>I could use a little help though

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>35078073
>[x] laugh
The reward is all mine

>>35078162
You giggle, and which quickly turns into a deranged fit of laughter. Maxwell joins in while Mike and Antonio pick you up after you collapse, Maria just stands there, eyes wide in shock.

"Yeah, I'm going to need some help getting back" You say still smiling.

And soon enough you and the other four who should have helped sooner make your way back to the main area of the school

"So how did you beat her?" Maria asks

"that's a secret I'm not going to" You begin to say before the nun interuppts

"A wine bottle and I slipped" She growls "I hope you know you'll all burn in hell for this"

"Don't care" Maxwell says.

"Already going there anyways" Antonio says with a smile.

"Where did you even get a wine bottle?" Mike asks.

"Kitchen" You say

"They have a kitchen" Maria says "that's not fair".

"I know right" You say still smiling as wide as the cheshire cat.

Judging by the lack of students out, it's lunch time by time you get back
The agent with the cracked lense is waiting for you near the Arc that leads into the orchard of cherry blossoms

"So you brought her back alive" He says "Good, and seeing as you're the only one with a scratch on you, I assume you are the one who did it then".

"Yep" You say "Though I did inject some potassium in her, don't think it was enough though".

"Well hand her over" he says "And I'll give you your reward, within reason"

"Hey what about us?!" Antonio asks angrily

"You didn't do anything" He says "as such you get no reward, so Layla, what do you want".

What do you want
[] a special hoodie with holders for your syringes (2 left, need to acquire more soon)
[] a new poison recipe
[] a nicer bed
[] Boots with cleats
[] other

>>35078560
New poison recipe (I'm assuming that we can't just know them from looking them up, but have to earn them, since it's a reward).

>>35078560
Just a leather holder with some bottles and lids so I can quickly and discreetly fill up a syringe. Or maybe some datura extract?

>>35078560
>[] a special hoodie with holders for your syringes (2 left, need to acquire more soon)

>>35078560
A girl's gotta get new clothes, let's go for the syringe holder.

Read the first thread in the archive and just got here, you have one more participant now!

>>35078673
How'd you like it?

>>35078560
>[] a special hoodie with holders for your syringes (2 left, need to acquire more soon)

>>35078690
I enjoy the concept, and obviously I like it enough to be here now, but I think you should pay a bit more attention to details like capitalization and punctuation. It would just present much nicer.

Also, wasn't the big older punchy guy's name Martin last thread? Mike was the explosives teacher.

Just continue, though, it's usually best to leave this stuff for the end of the thread.

>>35078673
You think about it for a moment. You don't really care for the school uniform much anyway, and you need an easier way of getting to your syringes than reaching into your backpack eveytime you need them.

"A hoodie" You say "with holders for syringes so I don't have to keep reaching into my pack for them"

"I can do that" He says grabbing the nun by the shoulders "You may want to go to the infirmary, just tell them it was a disagreement between friends or something, I'll be back for the cards after I have a little chat with our friend here".

"Coward" The nun says spitting at you as she is dragged away

A few minutes later.
Your laying on a bed, feeling a bit out of it due to the fact they just gave you a large amount of pain killers and other fun things to stop you from screaming as they stitched you back up, You have a small bandage on the cut on the bridge of your nose from the knife trap thing.

Maria and Mike are still with you, Maxwell skipped off to do gods knows what and Antonio ran off to get food, angrily cursing the whole way

Would you like to try and tell them something through the haze of painkillers
[] Your hands are so shoft Maria
[] You're huge, did anyone ever tell you that mike
[] my mouth is all cottoning
[] write in

>>35078860
I forgot I guess, And we can always say Layla didn't care enough to remember his name and called him mike for some reason

>>35078863
>[] Your hands are so shoft Maria

>>35078863
my mouth is all cottoning

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>35078863
>[x] Your hands are so shoft Maria
>[x] You're huge, did anyone ever tell you that mike
>[x] my mouth is all cottoning
>[x]yous guys should try dis stuff is great

>>35078863
>[] Your hands are so shoft Maria

>"I haven't felt like this since that time my hand slipped while I was mixing high-strength cough medicine with crushed acetaminophen..."

>>35078863
Changing >>35078943
to >>35078966

You grab Maria's right hand, it's so soft, like a kitten made out of silk or something

"You hands are sho shoft Mariaaaah" You say as you play with her hands

"So...how long till she stops being so" Maria says

"We don't know" one of the doctor says "I mean she was surprisingly resistant to most of it". A dear god, Mike's huge, like a mountain, made of people, one person though

"You're huge, did anyone ever tell you that" You say

"My name's Martin, and yes" He says "Also if you don't mind I'm going to get some lunch".

"Don't leave me" Maria pleads as you wiggle around her fingers

"So how exactly did this happen to her" The doctor asks, looing through his papers

"My mouth is all cottoning" You say.

"Yeah, you obviously are in no condition to answer that" he says

"Well she was showing us this cool party trick and uh...slipped" Maria says

"And stabbed her self a few inches away from the heart" the doctor says "Yeah, look I can't put down party trick, what actually happened".

"Well, she uhh, look we just found her like this in the orchard" Maria says breaking into tears "That's all I know, please tell me you'll get whoever did this to her".

"I...er..Yeah" The doctor says "I'll be back in a few minutes, need to check on some other patients real quick, make sure she stays still". As soon as the doctor turns his back, Maria stops crying. You try and get up to, taking the gasmask thingy off.

"You should try dis stuff is great" You giggle before Maria holds you down

"Just sit still Layla" She says with a friendly smile, placing the mask back on your face"Don't want your freshly stitched wounds to reopen now would we". You shake your head.

"You worry Me" She says "But roommates have to stick together. You ignore her and turn to watch the leaves dancing in the wind

what do you do
[] pass out
[] talk gibberish
[] giggle

>>35079298
>[x] giggle
Always the right choice

>>35079298
Giggling is the only choice

>>35079298
>[] giggle
Like the schoolgirl that we are.

You begin to giggle, and this time it stays just that, a giggle as you watch a couple of brown, orange, yellow, and red leaves blow off into the wind. A beautiful dance at the end of their existence, how sad.

"so what exactly did you put in her?" Maria asks.

"Well, see" the doctor says "due to some of my colleagues being excitable little shit, they uh, well I guess the best way to put it, tried to give her everything, I stopped them, but I'm pretty sure they put some stuff we got of an assassin of the twisted rose guild a year or two ago, real strong stuff, also cause some bizarre dreams".

"How are you doctors?" Maria asks hitting the man

"Never said we still have our medical license" he says walking away. after what seemed like forever, you fall asleep

Do you wish to see her dream?
[] yes
[] no

>>35079506
Sure, sounds fun.

>>35079506
Why not? Let's see it.

>>35079506
>[] yes

>>35079506
Crazy girl's extra crazy dreams? Yes please.

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You're floating, not in water or air, but the stuff of dreams and whimsy itself. You're lowered to the sunflower covered ground with a sound of broken harps. You begin walking in the direction of the large mountain of ice in the distance. You fall down a hole filled teeth and eyes, hearing the gibbering songs of the beasts within. You're spat out on a the shore of a sea filled with purple water and covered in boats made out of shells and crewed by bunny headed men. You swim out to meet them and find yourself among them as soon as you touch the water. They tell you of the fall and rise of the economy in their homelands, and how they became pirates, before realizing they were too poor to buy cannons. You share a conversation about nonsense and the current state of political relations with the birds, Before you're swept away on the wind and land ontop of a giant mushroom that you sink through. You wander through the dark expanses of it, watched by glowing eyes constantly. You then find yourself at a table, on a plate. Then you realize it isn't a plate, but in fact the north pole, you've been sent to kill santa clause and ms clause. You begin cutting a bloody swathe through the hordes of elven slave workers, cutting them down like wheat. After a short but intence battle, you have your blade at santa's throat and you

Wake up, dazed and confused, wondering why you aren't in your own bed
What do you do
[] call out for Maria
[] Call out for anyone
[] why does your chest hut?

Lurker here, just saying that i'm really enjoying the quest, so don't you quit.

>>35079724
>[x] why does your chest hurt?

>>35079724
>] Call out for anyone
>[] why does your chest hut?

>>35079724
>[] why does your chest hut?
Damn, we need to get some of that shit to inject other people with.

>>35079724
>[x] why does your chest hut?

Why does my chest hurt, you think as sit up. You fling off the blanket covering you and see a bandage on your chest, with a bit of red seeping through, some of which had dried into a boring brown color.

"Oh, yeah" You say flopping back down "I had a knife fight with a nun, that was fun". You look around, it's night and you notice you're almost alone, besides a hoodie place upon a small table with the note. You can make out some of the letters in the lamp light. "Merry birthday kid XOXO Agent Horsefur". There are two other cards, one of which you can tell is from Maria due to the fact it has a badly drawn godzilla in it, or rather Maria in a godzilla outfit, and one that looks like it was made by Mike fraust, the explosives teacher, judging from the faint smell of gunpowder.
You also hear someone groaning across in one of the beds near you.
You can't really do anything, as you're pretty sure moving much more will open the wound up again.
What do you do
[] inspect hoodie
[] look at the cards more
[] press all of the buttons
[] yell at the groaning person
[] other

>>35079980
>[x] inspect hoodie

>>35079980
>[] inspect hoodie
>[] look at the cards more

>>35079980
>[x] inspect hoodie
>[x] press all of the buttons

>>35079980
>[] look at the cards more

>>35080030
You grab the hoodie, and can see it's a light green. Along the sides are various holster looking things for syringes, there are 12 in total, six on each side, and they blend in rather well. You also notice the hoodie has cat ears on it, and a paw print zipper. Oh great, you're becoming what you killed two days ago. still, it's a good hoodie, soft, and warm, also smells nice. Putting it back you look at the cards.

Agent Horsefur
Dear Layla Miller, I've told the headmaster about you rooting out the infiltrator, and he'd like a word with you when he comes back, I also left out the parts of me being attacked, and added in the other four finding you in the forest next to her corpse, which was then burned. Don't worry though, I managed to undo the damages your little injection did and we're getting along just fine, still, she won't be on her feet killing for a long time, Be sure to visit her from time to time. P.S burn this letter. Sincerely, Patrick "Horsefur" Mich

Maria's letter
Hope you get well soon, I got some new monster movies I'm saving for you

Mike Fraust's
Thanks for keeping those two jars of gunpowder safe for me, Bombs and Napalm, Mr. fraust

Items lost; two large jars of gunpowder

You quickly grow board of counting the number of stains on the floor and begin pressing all of the buttons, which end up heating the bed slightly and which point you decide to go to back to sleep

The next morning
you wake up
what do you do
[] press the call button
[] grab the remote to the infirmary tv
[]look out the window

>>35079980
[] yell at the groaning person

>>35080241
>[] press the call button
>Ask how long we are stuck here for.

>>35080241
[] press the call button

>>35080241
[X]Look out the window.

>>35080241
>[x] press the call button
If were free to go otherwise give us some more of that drug to pass the time

>>35080282
This is boring, you find a small blue button on a controller looking thing connected to your bed, you press it and wait a few minutes, you press it again, wait, and no response, again, and no response. So you hold down the button and a sharp brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrzzzzzzzzrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt noise fills the building

a few moments Later

"WHAT" a man with a mole, a mustache, and silly looking glasses screams "WHAT IS SO IMPORTANT THAT YOU HAVE TO KEEP PRESSING THAT THRICE DAMNED BUTTON!?"

"When can I get out of this dump?" you ask

"Once your body flushes out vast amount of drugs the night shift put into you" He says "Honestly it's a medical mystery of to how your survived that, hell we have a betting pool for the first guy to discover how you didn't just die from all the drugs in your system"

"and how long will that take?" You ask

"A day or two, if Murphie's calculations are right" He says "which is also a fucking travesty against everything I know about what narcotics do to the human body when they're put in at that volume and variety".

"So I'm stuck here for a forth of the week" You say with a sigh.

"Hey, you could be dead" He says "or cut up to discover what the fuck your science defying body is made out of?"

He sits down in a chair in the room.

"What are you doing?" you ask "If I fall asleep are you going to dissect me or something?"

"No, I just remembered you're supposed to be under watch to stop whoever attacked you from finishing the job" he says

"Can you at least stop staring, it's creeping me out" You say sitting up

"Nope" he says "and now you won't push that damnable button again"

What do you do
[] hold the button down again, cause fuck this guy
[] fiddle with the remote for the single tv in this infirmary
[] Ask why the one guy was groaning last night

>>35080480
>[] hold the button down again, cause fuck this guy
>[] Ask why the one guy was groaning last night

>>35080480
>[] Ask why the one guy was groaning last night

>>35080480
>[x] fiddle with the remote for the single tv in this infirmary
>[x] Ask why the one guy was groaning last night

>>35080480
>[] hold the button down again, cause fuck this guy
>[] Ask why the one guy was groaning last night

>>35077171
No its not. I don't know what godlike quest threads you read, but this is easily pallet-able for me.

>>35080618
Lurker here again, still enjoying this quest, way better than whatever else is running.

>>35080553
You hold down the button, watching the doctor's face contort in a mixture of pain and rage. He calmly stands up and unplugs the help button from your bed, or rather, tears it out and throws it in the bin

"So why was the one guy groaning last night?" you ask "cause it was annoying as all hell, came this close to smothering him myself last night". you say, holding your thumb and pointer finger barley apart

"He had his hand got all torn up because a something to do with a fake pipe bomb that was filled with gunpowder". You smile, remembering that you did in fact nearly blow a guys hand off for no reason two days ago, good times.

"Can you get him something?" you ask "Like an ice bag or some painkillers, just to shut him up?"

"Well he's sleeping right now, so no I can't" he says. You fiddle with your hands for a few moments.

"So, hows the weather?" You ask.

"Do you ever shut up?" He asks

"I'm bored, I have nothing better to do" You say "besides annoy you of course" . He stares at you angrily

What do you do
[] fiddle with the remote
[] Ask for something to eat
[] Do nothing

>>35080699
>[] fiddle with the remote
>[] Ask for something to eat

>>35080699
>[x] fiddle with the remote
Wish that time would pass faster.

>>35080699
>[] fiddle with the remote
>[] Ask for something to eat

>>35080699
>[] fiddle with the remote
>[] Ask for something to eat
>Staring contest?

We should get some sort of non-leathal paralyzing poison for everyday use.

You grab the remote and begin fiddling with it, switching through channels rabidly, passing several news stations, one of which reporting on your "disappearance". You aren't really interested in that, so you change the channel as soon as your face leaves the screen.

You yawn as you pass some nature shows, until you stumble upon a show titled simply "The hunt for the beast of Briarville". There's a overweight man talking about how some kind of monster that's apparently in folklore of the region has been eating kids or something. An image of the beast appears, or at least an artists depiction, it looks like some kind of demonic boar. this is interesting, you'll leave it on for now.

"So, how do I get some breakfast?" You ask "nearly being murdered really works up an appetite"

"Breakfast is at eight, it's seven right now" He says picking up a magazine and reading it.
You groan and flop back onto the bed

Do you wish to time skip past the sick days?
Y/N

>>35080890
Yeah lets skip through

>>35080890
y

>>35080890
Yeah lets skip.

>>35080890
Y Though would like to see what we can nick during the time.

>>35080890
Lucky, I still get to catch at least the end of the thread.

Lets skip.

>>35080890
Yeah sure lets skip.

>>35080890
N

The two days pass without a hitch, Martin, who you thought was called mike, even visits you once to give you a card for some reason, you don't quite understand why.

You also end up watching several documentaries and cooking shows in your boredom. And know more about the breeding habits of salamanders than you ever wanted to

On the morning of the last day of your stay, you get another visitor, the headmaster. He doesn't say anything, just leaves you a small gold coin with a clover on it before smiling and leaving
Item acquired: Lucky coin, undo one choice, or make one action the best possible outcome, one use only, luck is a fickle mistress after all.

After he leaves, and you're given an all clear, you're allowed to go, You put on your new hoodie, gather the cards you were given into your backpack, and head out of the infirmary

where do you go?
[] Room 1856
[] request office
[] building C, see if the second years are back
[] the alleyway you killed that Anna girl in
[] other

Skip.

play as mike for the few days you are sick.

>>35081062
>[x] request office
Need to get some gunpowder back.

>>35081062
[] Room 1856

>>35081062
>[] request office

>>35081062
>[] request office
to restock, then
>[] Room 1856

>>35081062
>>[] request office
Get some non-leathal paralyzation agent

If the nun taught you anything, it was to be prepared. And you're running low on syringes, and your supply of potassium is running out. So you make your way towards the request office, ignoring the snickers you hear. It may look silly, but this hoodie is comfortable and serves a purpose. You look at the concrete building, and notice despite it still being September, the request guy has already started decorating, making the place look very out of place, with jack-0-lanterns, Fake corpses...well you hope they're fake, a fog machine, and several low quality props. You open the door and see him reading another dirty magazine, this time wearing a pirate hat and eyepatch over his lab coat

"Oh hello tharrrr wee little landluber" He laughs as he actually looks at you "oh god, who's paying you to wear that thing".

"I got it from a friend" You say "and shut up, I like it".

"Well you tastes are as strange as you are then, deary" He says "so what do you want, got nearly anything a young aspiring assassin could need, well mostly, not allowed to give out beer anymore since the fiasco of ninety seven"..
You look around for the first time, and notice this place is actually really cozy, with big chairs and a soda machine with far more buttons than any soda machine you've seen before

Current inventory: Luke warm coke cola (possibly poisoned), 2 syringes, 1 lethal Does of potassium, 3 bottles of sleeping pills, box of rubber gloves, liquid magnesium, Combat knife, lighter, Syringe holding hoodie (light green and with cat ears) 1 lucky coin

What do you ask for ?

>>35081237
>More potassium
>Dantrolene (muscle relaxant)
>A jar gunpowder

>>35081237
This >>35081249
But also more syringes as well.

>>35081237
More syringes and protasium, something to paralyze and keep conscious and something to knock people out.
Explosives.

>>35081249
This also switch out the rubber gloves for leather. Rubber gets cut easier then leather.

>>35081237
>10 more syringes
>a decent painkiller (morphine probably)
> and this >>35081249

>>35081249
"Well lets see" You say raising a hand to count of all the things you need "10 more syringes, More potassium, Dantrolene, a jar of gunpoweder, A paralytic injectable if possible, something to knock people out, morphine, and a pair of leather gloves so I don't end up injecting myself full of poison, and basic supplies for making bombs".

he looks at you far a moment and rubs his temple

"Ok, i can get you everything but the black powder and terrorism kit" He says "But I need something in exchange"

What do you give in exchange? (lucky coin and Hoodie cannot be traded)

>>35081340
>the coca cola
With thanks.

>>35081340
>What about a little peek?
Play with the hem of our skirt (if we wear one)

>>35081340
>coca cola
If we don't even get the terrorism kit.

>>35081340
Cola and the rubber gloves and 1 box of sleeping pills

>>35081367
say that in a teasing way then do this >>35081373

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>>35081367

>>35081382
>>35081383
Seems like a pragmatic way to get it for free

>>35081383
come ooooooon, it'll be fun!

>>35081383
Fine, turn up the kyute kitty kat

>>35081387
This isn't a japanese school were adult people get excited by teenage panties they can get for free on the internet anyway.
But we can do
>>35081382

You put the Coke and stare at him

"You know technically I have to accept that" He says "But I won't".

"Oh come on, I need my other things" you say

"do you really need enough sleeping pills to OD half of asia?" He asks

"Yes" You reply "Yes I do"

"NO you don't, some people here have actual trouble sleeping" he says "partially because the walls aren't too thick in certain areas, and we have have so many hormone infected teenagers packed into such a small area, we go through condoms like the Third Reich went through".

"Okokokok" you say interrupting his soon to offensive rant "fine a bottle of sleeping pills"

"And?" he says

"AND WHAT, I NEED EVERYTHING ELSE" You shout

"YOU ASKED ME FOR STUFF YOU AREN'T LEGALLY ALLOWED TO OWN, DEARY" He shouts back. You know, you have a plan, a bad plan

"Well I could just" you say playing with the hem of your skirt.

"FINE TAKE IT" He shouts suddenly pushing a large box into your hands
Items lost: 1 bottle of pain killers, the dreaded coke bottle


"Well that was easier than I thought it would be" you say.

"Look the headmaster would have my head if there was so much as a murmur of me exploiting students, I'm on thin ice as is since last year" He says "so take your blood supplies and leave, demon"

Where do you go now
[] go to your room
[] go to a classroom
[] other

>>35081499
>[x] go to your room
Gotta prepare some injections~

>>35081499
>[] go to your room
Prepare our stuff

>>35081499
>[] go to a classroom(poison)

>>35081499
>[x] go to your room
Not much point in syringes when they are empty.

Btw, how long do you intend to keep running ?

>>35081545
Well I have stuff to do tommorrow, but will run until i'm fresh out of ideas for this session

>>35081499
>[x] go to your room
Get you setup sorted.

>>35081532
You decide to go to your room.

"Hey, nice Hoodie" A girl you haven't seen before says to you

"Thank you?" You say slightly confused

"where'd you get it" She asks following you "You can't get something like that from the request office".

"A friend gave it to me" You say "also you can't get hoodies at the request office, how does that make any sort of sense".

"Well you can, just not ones with" She says miming cat ears

"Oh, why would you want cat ears on your hoodie?" you ask "sounds a bit odd to me"

"strange thing for someone with a cat eared hoodie to say" She says "and because it's cute looking, well I have to get going now, see ya".
What a strange person

You open the door, and like clockwork, it is again unlocked

"Hello Maria" you say as you walk in causing her to shriek and close her laptop, wait she has a laptop.

"Oh it's just you Layla" she says "for a second I thought that, oh nevermind". You begin unpacking the box.

"What's with all that stuff" she asks resting her head on your shoulder, making you have to resist the urge to punch her "don't tell me you're going to kill someone again".

"No" You say "this is just my basic supplies for self defense"

"Why do you have morphine?" she asks holding up the bottle.

"Incase I need it" You say

"You're kind of paranoid, you know that" she says going back to her laptop.

"I prefer the term, prepared' You say

What do you do
[] organize your backpack
[] take a shower
[] see what Maria is doing on the laptop
[] other

>>35081645
>[x] organize your backpack
>[x] take a shower

>>35081645
>[x] organize your backpack
while taking a peak at
>[x] see what Maria is doing on the laptop

>>35081645
>[] see what Maria is doing on the laptop
>[] organize your backpack

>>35081645
>[x] organize your backpack
>[x] see what Maria is doing on the laptop

>>35081645
>[x] organize your backpack
>[x] see what Maria is doing on the laptop

Gotta go now, thanks for running, this quest turned out great. I hope you make a twitter, I would hate to miss more of our charming protagonist.

>>35081683
I usually try to get these started by 19 on the clock thing on the posts, which is perfect for my schedule. and I'll say what day I'm running at the end of the thread, but I'll try to set up a twitter once I get the patience to deal with it's bullshit

>>35081645
>>[] take a shower

>>35081683
You begin organizing your back pack, making sure everything is in reach and in easy to remember locations, you put the syringes in a side pocket as you don't want to carry them on your sides currently

However, an itch of...catlike curiosity overtakes you and you find yourself drawn to the area behind Maria. you look over her shoulder, past her headphones and messy hair and see.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8LJZstjNj4E
She does not seem aware the headphones are unplug, you stand there watching, in shock mostly

You are confused, deeply deeply confused.
you decide it is best not to bring this up and instead go back to making sure your pack is organized. it is, but you can hear the video playing still
how the hell does she not notice the headphones are unplugged?

What do yo do
[] tell her
[] take a shower to remove nun filth
[] go for a walk and try to to forget what you saw
[] other

>>35081784
>[] take a shower to remove nun filth

>>35081784
>[] take a shower to remove nun filth

>>35081784
>[] tell her
>[] take a shower to remove nun filth

>>35081784
>[] tell her
>[] take a shower to remove nun filth

>>35081784
Lurker here, The Batsu Game though.

>>35081844
You take off your hoodie, laying it on your bed
and right before you close the door the bathroom you turn and say

"Your head phones are unplugged" You say "just thought that you'd like to know". You share a glance for a moment, Maria blushing furiously as you close the door behind you.

You get undressed, and find to your displeasure, there is still only plum scented soap here, I mean sure you've only been here for four days, but still, there should at least be some kind of variety. You take a nice hot shower. Reflecting mostly, Luckily you somehow keep you nun wound dry and avoid reopening it when drying off and getting into a fresh pair of clothes, you decide to leave your hoodie off for now, since it's warm enough inside. You come out and see Maria laying down with her face in the pillow.
she left her laptop open.
And it's unlikely she would notice if you just
Went on it for a bit
What do you do
[] go wander around campus (hoodie will be reequipped)
[] use her laptop
[] see if mr fraust really took your jars of gunpowder
[] other

>>35081873
I like to imagine the Staff of the academy do that kind of shit

>>35081784
Nyesss

>>35081912
>[] see if mr fraust really took your jars of gunpowder
Are classes done for the day?

>>35081912
>[x] use her laptop
You have your own things to check on

>>35081935
not started yet.

>>35081912
>[] see if mr fraust really took your jars of gunpowder
Might as well

>>35081935
You check under the bed, and find two large empty jars. well that's depressing, also impressive, because there isn't an ounce of gunpowder on the floor, You also remember he only has one arm, so how did he even open the jars....ah forget about it, it'd doesn't matter, now you need to steal more gunpowder, but you doubt Mr.fraust will leave you around his bomb making supplies anyways now.

What do you do:
[] wander around the school
[] use maria's laptop (to do what)
[] go to a class (which)

>>35082036
>[] go to a class (poison)
>[] go to a class (explosives)

>>35082036
>[] go to a class (Explosives)

>>35082036
>[] use maria's laptop (search up news about ourself)

>>35082036
>[x] use maria's laptop (Checkup on the aftermath)

>>35082084
What do you mean by aftermath

>>35082110
Sorry, from the school we burnt down,
>>35082079

Last post of the night, then I'm going to archive this, hope you enjoyed it, will be around to discuss shit.

You decide to look at Maria's laptop, as you're pretty sure you can hear her snoring now.

You type in the search bar: Layla Miller. After scrolling down past some person a couple of centuries ago who shared you name, you see what you're looking for

"Highschool girl still missing after 13 days, her family says they hope she'll be found safe and well, Layla's younger sister Elizabeth had this to say". You smirk. Despite everything you did to them, they still care for you, sure they didn't know, but still, you find it....odd. You see a link nearby about your little foray into arson.

you look through and notice, that off all the people you poisoned via paralytics in the punch, a couple managed to survive because of a Janitor. it was the largest tragedy your home town had seen in years, you don't look at the death toll, you'll do it later.

You put your hoodie on and head out for your first class of the day
explosives. After awhile you find the field the class is held in, and notice that the CQC teacher is there as well.

You sit down next to the only Familiar face in the class, which is Maxwell Maxwell.

"Now" Mike Fraust begins "Today we'll be learning how to properly aim mortars, which our friend here, will help demonstrate, now you may ask yourself,, what mortars have to do with assassination, and the answers is, absolutely nothing, but it's fun to use them".

Yeah, this is still your favourite class

"Now our target shall be my fellow teacher" Mr. Fraust says "Peter here is going to run as far as he can as we rain down some blanks on him, since I am not allowed to use actual mortars anymore, any questions". No one replies.

"GOOD, BEGIN" He says before beginning to instruct each student individually how to fire a mortar.

And that's where we'll stop, hope you enjoyed it, next thread is on friday. Feel free to ask questions and shit

>>35082202
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/35071939/
And archived, see you guys friday

>>35082237
Can you give a detailed description of Layla, Maria and Mike/Martin?

>>35082237
Thanks for running, good to see where not some super hotshot and took it pretty badly during that fight for going alone.

>>35082269

Layla: standing five feet four inches, weighs around one hundred and ten pounds. Her hair is light brown and currently long enough to reach the bottom of her neck (she sometimes wears it in a ponytail). Her eyes are a light blue. Her skin is ever so slightly tanned, and a birth mark on her right thigh that looks like a stab wound. Currently wearing a school uniform, which consists of a white shirt and a skirt. Also wears the light green cat ear hoodie when it's cold enough

Maria: Standing in at five feet ten inches, weighing around 122 pounds currently. Hair is raven back and cascades down her back, her brown eyes are covered by her glasses. Her skin is a somewhat pale, and her front two teeth are slightly larger than the rest. Currently wearing the same school uniform as Layla

Martin: six feet 2 in, 220 pounds (most of which is muscle)His red hair is kept short, almost shaved, he often forgets to shave. His eyes are a dark green. He has a tan, due to working in the sun often without a shirt. His nose looks a bit crooked, due to being broken once and set improperly, school uniform is a white shirt, dress pants, and he wears a jacket over it

that detailed enough?

>>35082327
That's what I was hoping to get across with that fight

>>35082378
what about body-type and facial structure?

>>35082378
Waht about their percentage of body fat ? Facial structure, left or right handedness ?
Nah its detailed enough. But consider me baffled that Maria is taller then us, its just unusual.

>>35082432
We're pretty short, but I think it fits the character

>>35082432
>left or right lewdness

>>35082479
She is definitly no great fighter, her MO is pretty much surprise and preperation reliant.
We should get a injection gun one of these days.

>>35082508
Sorry anon, I didn't get that one.

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>>35082423
Layla has a slight build, and her face, has a small forehead, her cheeks aren't very defined. Her face is rather pleasant to look at

Maria has a bottom heavy build, and her face is a bit longer than Layla's and her nose is somewhat small in comparison to the rest of her face. her face is also pleasant to look at

Martin is built like a brick shit house and his face could be best described as a younger and less fucking evil looking senator armstrong, except his forehead isn't as fucking ridiculous as armstrongs. His face can scare people simply because it always looks like he's glaring

I can give descriptions

>>35082517
>except his forehead isn't as fucking ridiculous as armstrongs
Dropped.

>>35082517
* for the rest of the other characters as well

>>35082516
I miss read left or right handedness

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>>35082530

>>35082531
Lets see if those character survive long enough to be relevant before getting attached here.
>>35082532
Well I guess we could just as well ask.
Which hand does Layla use for lewdness ?

>>35082432
Layla and Martin are right handers
Maria is left

>>35082540
Look into your heart, for you already know the answer

>>35082550
lewd

Anything else you want to know?

>>35082517
What are the girls' measurments?

I wouldn't mind descriptions of the rest of the team.

>>35082574
Ok gimme a second on this one

But on amore serious note, we should remember to ask maria why she killed that guy and then pretends she didn't.

>>35082568
What kind of limits are there on the requests we can make in the request office ?
How often do we get new jobs from the school, and do we get to leave the school sometimes ?

>>35082597
Well, alcohol, anything dangerous to large amounts of people, live animals, people, large pieces of furniture, vehicles, gasoline, styrofoam, large quantities of any item...etc

>>35082639
>no alcohol
What's the fun in that?

>>35082652
DIY

>>35082639
>alcohol
But hands us a bottle morphine like no business. I guess its one of those things we need to earn ?

>>35082639
Can we get chloroform?

>>35082652
I dunno, I wouldn't wnat to get someone like Layla drunk in my school either.
At worst she turns out to be a cheery drunk and starts sending nerve agents through the schools ventilation system.

>>35082680
If we can get Morphine and Dantrolene, we can get chloroform.
But all things considered, thats the boring option.

>>35082684
Yeah, best case scenario with drunk Layla would probably be her date raping someone, worst case would result in her death.

>>35082595
>>35082574
Layla. 34,25,36, 30
Maria, 31, 28 40, 33

I think, I used this weird body builder thing i found to help visualize it

>>35082684
>>35082703
Now you know why Request guy isn't allowed to give out booze,
poor class of ninety seven, you will be missed

>>35082597
How you get new jobs, which i assume you mean kill people is prove you are capable, which Layla did by beating the nun, and go to building E, which is the smallest building and is where business is held

>>35082709
http://bodyvisualizer.com/
Right?

>>35082732
right

>>35082730
Do we get to go outside sometimes ? Outside of missions I mean.
To buy booze

>>35082761
Yeah, on certain days, like when Mr.fraust blows up half the campus or other such events

>>35082761
Depending on what country the school is in that could prove difficult, seeing as Layla is only 17.

>>35082778
Yeah that is also a slight problem.

>>35082777
And that is why he is our favorite teacher.

>>35082778
She kills people on a regular basis. Regular underage kids manage that, I don't think it will be a problem for her.

Also, what kind of country denies low alcohol content drinks to people over 16 ?
I doubt we are in Turkey.

>>35082778
I think proof of age wont stop an assassin

Why do all of you want to get Layla drunk now?

>>35082797
>Also, what kind of country denies low alcohol content drinks to people over 16 ?
Most countries in Europe range between 16-18 for legal drinking age, often having separate drinking age for beer/wine and spirits.

>>35082797
>Also, what kind of country denies low alcohol content drinks to people over 16 ?

Murrika. According to the laws over here, drinking any from of alcoholic beverage before the age of 21 causes spontaneous human combustion or something like that.

>>35082830
Its just an interesting topic of discussion.
I don't see much in-character reason to get drunk yet, so I won't push for it in the quest.

>>35082831
>over 16
>low alcohol content
Yes that was what I was saying.

>>35082848
I agree, in fact, what kind of drunk do you think each character would be, including Maxwell maxwell and Antonio whateverhislastnamewas

>>35082830
We don't actually, its just fun. I see no reason for it to come up in the quest, it was just odd how all manner of narcotics are easily available, but alcohol isn't.

>>35082856
Still, it is not impossible that we're in a country that denies selling any form of alcohol to people under 18.

>>35082865
Yeah, that doesn't make much sense now does it

>>35082859
Layla is a cheerful drunk, she just strikes me as a genuinely happy person.

Maria is hard to tell as long as we don't really know what her deal is, she might sink into depression and get hyper violent.

Martin is probably a depressed drunk, the quiet brooding kind.

>>35082882
I think we had already talked about why it actually does make sense.
All the other things can actually be used for assasination afterall, alcohol isn't really that necessary as tool.
We could have just as well taken the styrofoam.

>>35082859
Maria would be the lightweight who passes goes crazy for about 30 minutes before puking and passing out.
Martin would work his way through a bottle of burboun and still be among the most clearheaded people at the party. If pushed to his limits he'd be telling his life story to whoever is listening.
Antonio would provoke a fight with someone.
Maxwell would sip at his wine and try to be among the more sober people attending.

>>35082859
Layla, non-stop giggling

>>35082888
>she just strikes me as a genuinely happy person.
I get more Azula-vibes from her.

>>35082930
I don't really see it. Azula was mainly fucked up because of mommy issues. Layla doesn't seem to have any trouble with her family, beyond the whole poisining thing.

I would actually be very disappointed if she turned out to have some troubled past or something like that.

Its possible, but I wouldn't like that.

>>35082949
She was fucked up way before the mommy issues, they just made her worse.

>>35082949
Oh, Layla came from a very loving family, It's just that she found a book about poisons in her school library one fine summer morning.

>>35082930
Layla hasn't killed directly, only left them to die. She paralyzed everyone at school, but let the fire kill them, and overdosed two people at school with the chance that they would live.

>>35082955
Its the obvious reason we know though, and what made her break down in paranoia at the end.
But its not really that important, I just hope Layla isn't one of those characters.

>>35082973
She killed her dad though.

>>35082980
Was it on purpose though?
"Oh that's nice, I poisoned my father, mother, several of my peers and teachers, and set my school on fire" you say smiling. "

>>35082973
That is still without a doubt murder and not manslaughter.

>>35082980
What made her break down in paranoia at the end was all the people close to her abandoning her. She simply blamed her mother because she was the first person to abandon her.

>>35082930
I don't see any resemblance.
She shows no overt power-thirst or desire to command people or anything like that. She doesn't even threaten people. She just seems to find the whole thing amusing and interesting.

>>35082998
The poisining was definitly on purpose, even if she didn't intend to kill him, it obviously didn't bother her.
I wonder more.
What relationship does she have with her sisters, anyway ?
She didn't poison them as it seems.

>>35082859
Layla is the kind of person who would get happy-go-lucky-wheeeeeee drunk until you realize she's actually dead sober given her absurd poison resistance and just having fun.

>>35083033
When she found out they where still looking for her, she seemed surprised they would want her back after what she'd done. It seemed they didn't suspect her of poisoning their mother.

>>35083042
And before you know it she have downed three bottles of vodka and is completely wasted.

>>35083057
I wouldn't be surprised if she powered through that, considering her physics-defying resistance.

>>35083048
Or they do, but don't want to tell that to the press.

I bet Layla was the favorite child for her mother and two older sisters and got spoiled rotten.

>>35083033
She got along well enough with them, but recently she got a bit distant. She did not poison them, because at that stage she was trying to figure out how to make the poison that killed her father, less lethal

>>35083087
So killing her father was an accident?
Why did she test her poison on her mother?

>>35083075
What would fail first? Her fort saves against the alcohol or her liver?

>>35083107
See, it all started as a morbid fascination. She may have underestimated the lethality of her homemade cocktail of death. However, she still did poison her father, with something she had no idea would do, so it's kind of on edge whether that counts as accidental or not in my book. and she continued testing it on her mother because she felt like she had to continue testing for some reason, like a gut feeling or something.

>>35083087
What was the purpose of the poison was it to be a cocktail of death?

>>35083200
*No idea what it would do

>>35083216
Ah sorry didn't see that.

>>35083200
So she is undoubtedly a complete sociopath with little to no regard for the well being of the people around her. Good to know, I will play her accordingly.

Just got home and caught up, thanks for the thread Headmaster.

Please please please get a twitter for this, it makes scheduling threads and letting us know when they are and when threads are live so much easier.

>>35083222
I don't think she necessarily has "no" regard for people around her. Just more not enough regard to place other peoples well being over her fun/curiosity. Which frankly we already knew when she blew a guys hand off for shits and giggles.

>>35083222
I feel it more being she sees them as potential test subjects. Killing someone she is testing on unintentionally is bad for her. Having that gut feeling to keep testing to show that she can control what she makes to be something she is proud of. What she does with that is what we will play out during school.

>>35083222
>I will play her accordingly
Aren't we doing that already ?
I mean, she isn't a complete sociopath, otherwise she wouldn't wonder about her family still wanting her back, it shows she is aware that what she did was "bad" by some standard, she just doesn't care.

>>35083246
Well now we have the nun bitch to test our cocktails on instead of Maria, which is good.

>>35082558
...both?