>>39428352

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>>39428411

For newcomers, all choices have Write Ins available, including combat. Write Ins, depending on how good they are, may improve your chances of "succeeding", depending on exactly what you're doing. For most Write Ins you may also be required to roll 3d10, where:
1. Two dice equal to or more than DC is success,
2. Three dice equal to or more than DC is a crit success,
3. One or less dice equal to or more than DC is failure,
4. And all dice less than DC is crit fail.

It'll usually be a best out of the first three rolls, so rolling three ones doesn't mean you have to start crying.

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>>39428509
>not explaining everything until after the session
>assuming anyone reading quests needs a "for newcomers:" post

>>39428352
>Try to go through the trees. It’s worth the risk to leave this place!

>>39428619
Newcomers to this quest, I meant. Some quests aren't as free with write ins. But apart from that, you're right. Apologies.

>>39428352
>>Try to go through the trees. It’s worth the risk to leave this place!
>>39428509
thanks for the update.
I was here yesterday and was the ones asking a few of the questions. Thanks for clearing that up.
Appreciate it.
>>39428619
stop being an ass.
That is useful and to people joining the quest it is essential.
for the first few quests no one would mind it. And it would be a nice reminder even for those who started from the beginning.

>>39428619
>>39428770


You turn away from the path and start running towards the break in the trees, running faster and faster. If you let them touch you, you're fucked. you're sure of it. But even risking that is far better than spending a minute more in this hell-hole.

Just as the trees ahead attempt to block you, you slide underneath the branches, the cold hard flooring turning into some sort of marble as you go underneath the violent trees.

Only three more steps to the portal. The trees behind you unbend, and start turning back to you.

Two more steps. This is it. You can go now. You won't have to stay.

One more step.

"Where do you think you're going?"

---

You wake up with a gasp, some sweat pouring down your forehead. That nightmare again. Usually it's a once a year thing, around the time of your parents' death, so this is strange indeed.

You slowly get out of bed as you recognize the room around you. You're inside Haioku, the definitely-not-floating island. After all, you have a fear of such things, and you would never ever volunteer to go on one.

Right?

Near the door to the room, you see some folded clothes, along with a note. Picking up the note, you read the message.

"Hey there, Shogo. Get dressed in this stuff (sorry, couldn't get the armor, soon though!) and come out to the training yard. It's just down the hallway. You can eat breakfast first, if you want.

-Eliza"

Huh. Alright then.

>Inspect new clothes
>Get dressed and go to the training yard
>Get dressed and go to that big hall. They might have food.
>Write In.

>Inspect new clothes
>Get dressed and go to the training yard

>>39428814
>>Inspect new clothes
>>Get dressed and go to the training yard

>>39428882
>>39428937
Writing.

>>39428814
You put the note to the side, and pick up the clothes themselves. With some relief, you find that they are actually clothes for grown men, and not pre-teen girls. Or aliens. Or whatever magical girls are considered. It's just a plain shirt and set of jeans, along with a light coat for the weather. You shrug it all on, and, grabbing your bag of equipment, begin walking to the training yard.

---

You feel your knees weaken as your beliefs are crushed and as your mind is laid bare to the truth. The training yard is a long stretch of space, with a few stone pillars here and there, with the sky shining down on you. It's also shining up at you, since you're floating a mile above the ground. You spot a group of magical girls doing some magic training, ignoring the fact that this entire island could drop at any time if something were to merely absorb some energy. You also spot Eliza, who's waving at you.

>PANIC
>Take a few breaths, advance to Eliza.
>Write In

>Take a few breaths, advance to Eliza.
>Write In
>Try to ignore the fact that you could crash the entire island if your absorption powers ever went haywire
fail

>>39429071
>PANIC
>>39428770
>not being an ass
Where do you think we are?

>>39429223
>>39429297

Writing. Sorry, I'm delaying with unnecessary choices. To the story! To the action!

>>39429071

After taking a few shuddering breaths to quell the oncoming panic attack, you manage to make your way over to Eliza, who is waiting for you with a group of Magical Girls, who are all passing back and forth a ball of energy.

"Hey, Shogo, good to see you up and running. Feeling okay after yesterday?"

You shrug. "I'm doing fine, I guess. Just need to stretch a little. I'm guessing that's what I'm going to be doing here?"

Eliza nods. "That's right! Now, you certainly have proved your capability of fighting, but I think first I want to test your moves against some of us. I think we can agree the incident yesterday," you catch her looking past your shoulder, where you can make out Marie and a group of other Em-Gees watching you, "likely a one-time thing. So, first things first, we want to try you against one of us.

"Oh, oh! Can I get first go against him?" One of the Em-Gees speaks up, pausing with the energy ball in her hand. "All of you are better than me, and I'd like to have a go."

Another Em-Gee shakes her head. "I'm oldest, I get to go first."

Eliza sighs. "Listen, guys, It's Shogo's choice. What do you want to do?"

>That first one with the energy ball
>The other, senior one
>Eliza
>Call over Marie
>Can I watch you guys fight first? So I can get a feel for what I want to do.
>Write In

>>39429452
>That first one with the energy ball
>Write-in
>Double-check equipment beforehand

>Can I watch you guys fight first? So I can get a feel for what I want to do.
>Write In
>Try to analyze the magical energy each one of them uses and how well you'd be able to use it yourself.

At this point we're a magical redirector without an idea of our full capabilities, so carefully analyzing our opponents' capabilities is a good habit to pick up on. Once we know what we're up against, we can go full reckless.

>>39429555
>>39429660

Give another five minutes in case another anon wants to hop in.

>>39429555
>>39429660

So which one? Since apparently it's the three of us. How cozy.

>>39429452
>>Can I watch you guys fight first? So I can get a feel for what I want to do.

>>39429800
Just roll a 1d2 and stick with that.

>>39429852
>>39429660
writing.

See, when you read these threads, especially archived, it never occurs how long it takes to take the votes, write up things, and repeat.

>Posters: 6
Yep damn quiet.

>>39429452

"Uh, actually, can I watch you guys fight first? I need to check over my equipment, and I want to get a feel for what I want to do."

They nod, and Eliza turns back to the group. "So who wants to show off?"

The senior Em-Gee and the energy-ball Em-Gee (you need to get their names at some point) walk off to the centre of the training yard, where the tall stone pillars are clustered in random areas. Some other magical girls move to the side to make some room for them.

Eliza herself jumps up onto a taller stone pillar to the side of the match area, and shouts, "Begin!"

Senior starts rushing the instant Eliza commences the fight, moving faster than you would with your exo-skeleton. She darts in and slices at Energy-Ball, who tries to dodge but gets hit in the upper arm. You can spot a small red line, with a drop of blood starting to trickle down.

Senior turns around and attempts to come in for another cut, but Energy manages to respond beforehand, lifting both your arms and pushing back at Senior. A huge wave of wind splashes out, slowing Senior to a halt. Energy-Ball continues to throw the blasts of wind, stopping all forward motion by Senior.

After running around for a bit, Senior jumps to the top of one of the pillars, where she jumps off above Energy-Ball's head. A little too late, the younger Em-Gee blasts upwards, but not before Senior gets into a dive and cuts through the wind.

Landing next to Energy-Ball, Senior takes her hand again, now with a visible blade of light, and puts it against Energy-Ball's throat.

"Good game, Maggy. Just a little too slow." Senior comments, as Ener...Maggy slumps slightly.

"Yeah, you're right, Jamie."

You stand back, watching all of this.

>Equipment: You still don't have your armor, but you do have your Holdout Pistol, and your razor.
>Challenge (Pick one)
>Judge the performance (Roll 3d10 for insight)
>Write In

Rolled 4, 2, 8 = 14 (3d10)

>>39430027
>Judge the performance (Roll 3d10 for insight)

>Judge the performance (Roll 3d10 for insight)

Rolled 9, 1, 5 = 15 (3d10)

>>39430027
>Judge the performance (Roll 3d10 for insight)

Rolled 3, 5, 8 = 16 (3d10)

>Challenge (Pick one)
Energy ball girl.
"Suppose I should start at the beginning. You challenged me first, miss...?"
>Judge the performance (Roll 3d10 for insight)

Rolled 10, 6, 3 = 19 (3d10)

>>39430027
>>Judge the performance (Roll 3d10 for insight)

dice+3d10
>Judge the performance (Roll 3d10 for insight)
>Challenge Maggy
May as well see where we stand.

>>39430121
In the email field, anon.

You guys have succeeded, but lets see if this is a crit.

Alright, writing, >>39430111 managed to win it for ya.

>>39430027

From the fight, you manage to pick up that Jamie, for all that she won, is actually the weaker Em-Gee. Maggy's wind blasts were definitely powerful enough to keep Jamie back, it was just that Jamie was very fast, and was on the offensive the entire time. You're sure that if she could concentrate her wind blasts more, she would have won with a well placed shot.

You also notice that Jamie, for all her speed, can't handle tight turns. Even when she used the pillar, she had to slow down even to just manage to run up it, whereas you could land on a wall and jump off again.

The final thing is that both of them, even if the fight was over relatively quickly, are very powerful. You can see the difference between Em-Gees and normal people. Though Roland would beg to differ...

"Nice fight, guys. Now, Eliza, if I am going to fight one of them, can I get some form of armor?"

Eliza smiles. "Sure, but you have to accept whatever can fit you, since we're still waiting on that new set."

>Accept it. Better than a possible mechanical malfunction.
>Wear your old set of armor. Better than a possible wardrobe malfunction (you can see Eliza's eyes twinkling as she mentions that other set of armor)
>Who needs armor?
>Challenge Who?
>Write In

>>39430330
>Wear your old set of armor. Better than a possible wardrobe malfunction (you can see Eliza's eyes twinkling as she mentions that other set of armor)
>Challenge Who?
"Suppose I should start at the beginning. You challenged me first ... Maggy, was it?

>>39430330
>Wear your old set of armor. Better than a possible wardrobe malfunction (you can see Eliza's eyes twinkling as she mentions that other set of armor)
Eliza

>>39430330
>Wear your old set of armor. Better than a possible wardrobe malfunction (you can see Eliza's eyes twinkling as she mentions that other set of armor)
>Maggy

>>39430394
Supporting. Also:
>Whistle. "Well that was definitely...intense."

>>39430330
>>Accept it. Better than a possible mechanical malfunction
I'm surprised they have something that'd fit us. I need to see this.
>Fight Jamie
We're doing this on their home ground with equipment that's either unfamiliar or likely to malfunction. Go with the easier fight.

>>39430482
I'm more surprised that people care more about wardrobe malfunctions than the other way around.

2 votes for Maggie, 1 vote for Eliza and Jamie.
3 votes for old set of armor, 1 for new.

It's settled, but gonna wait three more minutes to make myself a cup of tea. If you want to change your mind, go ahead.

>>39430514
It's an issue of practicality. We've had this armor for a long time, we're used to it and can kill a witch in it. Better than an unknown. Fuck dress-up, this is about winning.

>>39430568
Fair enough. Writing for old set and Maggie.

>>39430568
If it malfunctions, best case scenario is it just stops working and we'd have likely been better off not wearing it.
Alternately, it works too well and catapults us off the island.
Worst case scenario, it damages the meatsack wearing it.

>>39430647
Or it's gag armor and embarrassing while being mostly useless

Or it's designed to make us awaken.

>>39430330

Seeing Eliza's expression, you raise your hands. "Nevermind, I think I'll just grab my old set. I'll survive with the dirt, I'd rather be comfortable."

Ignoring Eliza's quiet mutter, you turn back to Jamie and Maggy. "And for my first fight...Maggy, was it? I'd like to spar with you first."

Maggy nods happily. "Sure, Shogo. We'll wait."

Waving a quick goodbye to the group, you run back to your own room. You had set the armor against the wall after quickly dousing it down with some water, so it looks mostly fine now, with only the armor plating on the boots and elbow pad looking the most worn.

You quickly shrug on the suit, and activate its various enchantments, allowing yourself to get comfortable again with moving far faster than usual. It takes about a tenth of the effort to move in this armor than usual, so you have to be careful with your speed and strength.

You jog back to the training field where the group of Magical Girls await you. You still spot Marie and her group glaring at you, but you ignore them.

Maggy grabs your hand and pulls you along to the centre of the match area, where she turns to face you again and bows. "Good luck!" she says.

You bow back. "Uh, good luck to you too."

Eliza resumes her place on the judge's pillar. "Are the fighters ready?" You and Maggy chorus yes. "Then fight!"

>You have to roll 3d10 with your choice. If it's a tie between two equal rolls, then you can switch your votes to support
>Go straight on the offensive, get there before you can get blasted away
>Go on the defensive, move out of the way of whatever blasts she sends your way
>Get some distance and use your Holdout pistol to rain miniature black holes on her
>Write In

Rolled 4, 7, 3 = 14 (3d10)

>>39430733
>Go straight on the offensive, get there before you can get blasted away
Well, it worked for the last girl.

Rolled 7, 9, 4 = 20 (3d10)

>>39430733
>Go straight on the offensive, get there before you can get blasted away
Use terrain to our advantage limit her LOS

Rolled 7, 3, 7 = 17 (3d10)

>>39430733
>>Go straight on the offensive, get there before you can get blasted away
I am tempted by the miniature black holes.

Rolled 3, 2, 8 = 13 (3d10)

>>39430733
>Get some distance and use your Holdout pistol to rain miniature black holes on her

Rolled 3, 8, 3 = 14 (3d10)

>Go on the defensive, move out of the way of whatever blasts she sends your way
>Write In
Try to see if you can absorb the wind blasts somehow. If not, rush in at the first opportunity.

>>39430806
Normal Success, three votes for offensive. Writing.

>>39430733
You saw Jamie win with her more straightforward approach, so copying it may be the best choice.

As Eliza shouts fight, you jump forward, taking advantage of your exo-skeleton. Again, you're not faster than Jamie, but you can change directions faster. This becomes apparent as Maggy unleashes a blast of air, only to be shocked when you've jumped straight over it, and you're still rapidly approaching.

Maggy sends another wind blast your way, but you duck under it and roll along right until you're up against her, ready to tap the not-so-pointy side of your razor against her head, but this time she manages to form a highly concentrated blast at you, sending you flying back.

Catching yourself against a pillar, you watch for a few moments as she experiments quickly with the stronger blasts, and turns back to you looking a hell of a lot more confident. Looks like that strategy you thought of has occurred to her. But no matter. You jump off against the pillar, and keep dodging and weaving amongst the blasts until you're not that far away again from Maggy. At this, she unleashes another large blast but with the same power as her concentrated ones, rushing towards you again.

>Jump it
>Absorb it and
>>Send it away?
>>Back at her?
>Take the hit
>Write In

No rolls.

Rolled 4, 6, 1 = 11 (3d10)

>>39430970
>Absorb it and
>Write in
Try to store it until she's in range, then redirect it into a punch.

>>39430970
>Absorb it, send it away
>Write-in
>Spam black holes

>>39431025
Supporting.

>>39430970
>>Absorb it and
>>>Back at her?

>>39431025
Writing for this one.

>>39430970

You reach out with your right hand, and as the blast envelops you, and you feel the magic trying to beat you down, you absorb it.

Maggy keeps attempting to throw stronger blasts at you, but you manage to keep running at her, absorbing more and more energy.

Finally, you're within arms reach. Feeling all the energy in your right hand, you punch out at her, and will the energy to release.

And you watch in horror as Maggy is blasted far enough to go off the edge of the island.

>Oh shit I knew this was gonna happen
>She's got wind powers, she should be able to fly, right? Right?
>Jump after her. If you can get close enough, you can take some of her magic and then use that to slow your descent.
>Maybe one of the actual magical girls can do the rescuing?
>Write In.

You may roll for write in.

>>39431277
Aren't we over lake michigan...?

>Write In.
Leap after her, try to hurl her back onto the floating island, elegant swan dive into the lake.

Unless we're not over the water, then:
>Oh shit I knew this was gonna happen
"Shit..."

Rolled 5, 4, 4 = 13 (3d10)

>>39431277
>>She's got wind powers, she should be able to fly, right? Right?
>Run to ledge anchor yourself, if she's falling and failing jump after her while anchored to save her and hope one of the mgs pulls us up.

>>39431277
>Oh shit I knew this was gonna happen
>Jump after her. If you can get close enough, you can take some of her magic and then use that to slow your descent.

Oops?

Rolled 2, 7, 10 = 19 (3d10)

>>39431334
forgot dice

>>39431334
You know it. About that, I know I called the island Haioku. Japan actually has a thriving floating island industry. Of course, Shogo has never trusted them. Things without wings should not ever fly.

>>39431277
Mental panic mode initiate. Run through, in order
>>Oh shit I knew this was gonna happen
>>She's got wind powers, she should be able to fly, right? Right?
>>Maybe one of the actual magical girls can do the rescuing?
And if nobody moves in the next second or so
>>Jump after her. If you can get close enough, you can take some of her magic and then use that to slow your descent.

>>39431384
would you mind rolling for me? I know I said write ins only, but I forgot that normal human beings can actually plan ahead.

Rolled 2, 2, 9 = 13 (3d10)

>>39431277
>>39431384
>>39431413
Sure

>>39431384
and
>>39431334
>>39431355

Different rolls, slightly different actions. Any preference? This is still a hidden DC, so its up in the air whether either of you passed or failed.

>>39431334
Mine is the only one that lets us make an awesome swan dive guys. Come on, I'm sure we won't sink like a stone.

>>39431555
Yep. But there's a little thing you're missing about the swan dive. Nothing wrong with the dive itself, not at all. I'll tell you if you opt for it :).

>>39431555
May as well. Supporting because SWAAAAN DIIIVE
theres nothing in the water is there?

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>>39431577
>:)
PANIC OVERLOAD mode initiate.

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>>39431555
>>39431649
Writing!

>>39431658
Indeed.

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>>39431277
No. Fuck no. No fucking way are you gonna accept this.

Fucking floating islands.

Ignoring the screams of a few magical girls, you start running, jumping off the side of the pillars to essentially start flying through the air between jumps.

Keeping an eye on Maggy, you see her start to descend from the peak of the blast, quickly heading down past the edge of the island, down towards the lake. So with one last superhuman jump, you head towards her, catching her in the air and placing your right hand over her heart. You quickly find out where the core is, and feel the boundless amounts of energy within, crying for release. She isn't using a tenth of her full strength. So, figuring it will recharge and she's not using it anyway, you sap a little energy, and throw her back to the island.

As you throw her back, assisted once again by the energy, you twist your body back to face the Lake, preparing for a dive.

That's when you remember thinking about why it's such a terrible idea to have a floating island one mile in the air.

>Roll 3d10 you fuckers.

Rolled 8, 6, 9 = 23 (3d10)

>>39431751
Don't forget to clench!

Rolled 1, 7, 6 = 14 (3d10)

>>39431751
PANIC.jpg

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Rolled 8, 2, 6 = 16 (3d10)

>>39431751

Rolled 1, 7, 8 = 16 (3d10)

>>39431751
Told you we were supposed to anchor ourselves first shits for brains!

>>39431841
Ah. I missed that.

Either way, you should thank your good friend >>39431782 over there. Somehow I'm starting to think that DCs of 8 are just too low.

Still, a few people yet to roll, so let's see if there's a crit waiting for us

Rolled 3, 5, 10 = 18 (3d10)

>>39431751

>>39431751
Alright. Okay. You certainly weren't trained for this, but hey, who the hell was trained to fight a Witch and survive?

Taking a breath, you focus on the energy within you. Just a little bit left from Maggy's magic. Is it enough to stop yourself? Maybe. Only one way to find out.

In the last twenty seconds, you gather the energy, pulling it towards your feet again, concentrating it until it almost feels like there's a solid platform waiting there. So you push it out, using the blast like a trampoline. You feel the platform slowly sagging beneath your feet, going further and further down, the energy quickly running out. And finally, you feel it break, unable to send you flying back up.

Luckily, you're only a few metres above the water at this point, so you drop in rather than splattering.

Whoo. What fun.

You look up, and spot a few Em-Gees starting to descend towards you, who hadn't reacted fast enough to save Maggy.

Well, time to wait, you guess.

---

Mid thread break while I write up the next section. Everything going well on your end? Entertaining enough?

>>39432043
Yeah fun except for us being complete idiots at the end.

>>39432043

"Shogo, I don't think I have to tell you how absolutely utterly insane that maneuvre you just pulled was."

You shake your head. "No, ma'am."

"And you know that you're never ever going to do something like that ever again."

"Yes ma'am."

Eliza sighs. "Either way, you lived. Which is good, I guess. And we have a better idea of how your own personal brand of magic works. So, for your next training assignment, we're sending you with Jamie on her first Witch Hunt."

You look up in surprise. "Wait, what? I mean, I'm happy to, but you say this is her first? And I'm going with her, not someone more experienced?"

Eliza shrugs. "Most magical girls in my time managed quite well on their own. You also forget that there are different levels of Witches. Most have a low enough power level that newbies can defeat them handily. Still a far cry from the ability of mortals, but that situation doesn't really come up that often."

"Except in my case."

"Remember that you too have a magical core, Shogo. Even if it's not active, it still has some form of power, which is where you're getting your abilities from. Now, ignoring all that, I believe you'd be a good partner for Jamie since you both have similar fighting styles. You can predict what the other would do, since you're both capable of the same things and would do the same things. That sound fine?"

You nod, after a few seconds. "I guess. But I still don't have my new armor, and my old set is still waterlogged."

Eliza smiles at this. "Perfectly fine! I got a few of the girls on a rush order of a new set of armor for you, which should be ready just now. Want to go see it?"

You nod, standing up from the chair you've been sitting in. "Sure."

(1/2)

>>39432267
Fuck yeah, a stronger faster recon armor!
We might be able to get to magicalgirl speed with our new armor.

>>39432452
if not easily surpassing it.
And wrecking legion armor as well, with our supped up specialized armor.

>>39432452
Even if we don't we'll damn well train until we do.

>>39432507
Fuck, lost all my writing progress. And I've literally got word open for this purpose. Sorry gonna take a bit longer.

>>39432267
>Eliza smiles at this. "Perfectly fine! I got a few of the girls on a rush order of a new set of armor for you, which should be ready just now. Want to go see it?"
What is this ominous sense of foreboding?

>>39432548
“Wow. This is my armor?”

The magical girl nods, pulling her hand away from the final enchantment on the suit. “Yep. It’s one of the best we’ve ever made! We started off with the recon armor as a base, but it’s not good enough. It’s made to go with an exo-skeleton, you see, but since you’ve got the best team of Enchanters this side of the Pacific making this for ya, we don’t need to take that into consideration. In fact, all of the enchantments here replace every mechanical component there is! Feather-Foot, Speed Enhancement, Reflex Enhancement, and even a butchered Time-Stop spell so your perception can keep up with your movement! I guarantee you, with this absolutely superior mobility and speed, this armor is worthy of a magical girl!”

You nod, inspecting it all. “Ah. I guess that’s why it actually looks like a magical girl uniform.”

The Em-Gee frowns, putting her hands back on the armor till it transforms from the gaudy colors and illusionary plating to a much more minimalistic black, with nodes running up and down it. “Fine, here you go.”

“Perfect.”

Eliza steps up to you now, with Jamie in tow. “Now that you’ve got your armor, you should be able to fight just fine, and stay on a level with Jamie on this. Remember though, you’re still a mortal, and if you ever do get hit by a Witch or even a Lieutenant then you’re down for the count.”

You nod. “Understood. So, Jamie, since I’ll be partnering with you, what’s the plan?”

Jamie hands over a report, very similar to the ones you would use to write up for Alpha Squadron after any mission. “A small gate opened up north in one of the suburbs, in some private beach. Luckily, no one was around, and MTRT managed to shut down the portal before anyone got hurt. We’ll be going now to open it up again and kill the Witch. Now, since I’m faster, I’ll take care of the Witch while you stop the Lieutenants and lesser demons from bothering me. Sound good?”

(2/3)
Apologies for wait

>>39432761
>Agree. “No problem, boss.”
>Disagree. “Hey, this armor is worthy of a magical girl! I’ll take the lead.”
>Disagree. “Hey, why don’t we both go after the witch?”
>Write In.

There we go.

>>39432779
Oh, and your armor essentially is OP image without the coat or helmet. As a side note, the Illusion enchantments are still there, so you can edit the aesthetics of the armor if you wish, for disguise.

>>39432779
>>Disagree. “Hey, why don’t we both go after the witch?”

>>39432779
>Agree. “No problem, boss.”

Awww, we shoulda kept the frilly pink armor.

>Agree. “No problem, boss.”

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>>39432779
>>Disagree. “Hey, why don’t we both go after the witch?”
>>39432844
I have a picture for you.

>>39432779
>Agree. “No problem, boss.”

>>39432844
See
>>39432813
or
>>39432882

>>39432882
I hate to remind you anon, but we do happen to be playing in a mahou shoujo setting...

>>39432761
You smile at Jamie. “No problem, Boss! Shall we get to work?”


After about ten minutes, after you get into your armor and Eliza drops the two of you off, you find yourself in the area of the portal. You actually manage to sense that the gate is slightly open, which confirms itself when you spot a few lesser demons standing just outside the portal, kicking over sandcastles built earlier in the day.
Jamie looks to you from her position a few metres ahead. “What do you want to do?”

>Let’s see what this armor is made of!
>>Utilize Feather-Foot and drop on their heads
>>Use the speed Enhancements and run right through them.
>Let Jamie take care of it.

>Let’s see what this armor is made of!
Time for some ass kicking.

>>39433031
>>Let’s see what this armor is made of!
>>>Utilize Feather-Foot and drop on their heads

>>39433031
>Let’s see what this armor is made of!
>>Use the speed Enhancements and run right through them.

>>39433031
>>Let’s see what this armor is made of!
>>>Utilize Feather-Foot and drop on their heads

>>39433052
Pick a subsegment, if you have a preference.

Oh, and Write Ins as always. Remember that at any time you have the Razor Blade and your Holdout Pistol loaded with Singularity rounds.

>>39433052
This is good.
>>39433066

>>39433031
>Let’s see what this armor is made of!
>Utilize Feather-Foot and drop on their heads

>>39433031
>Write In
Activate speed enhancements and pull out our razor. Try to see how many we can slash apart in a single dash.

>>39433112
Feather fall it is.

Writing.

>>39433031

You nod at Jamie, and jump up in the air. You can feel the Feather-Foot enchantments working on keeping you light, well under half or even a quarter of your weight, not even mentioning how much faster you could propel yourself, so you find yourself two dozen metres above the heads of the demons. Turning off Feather-Foot, gravity takes hold again and you drop down towards them.

As you land, you use one demon as a stop for your, foot, managing to drive the entire demon straight to the ground with your force, its body quickly disintegrating. As it turns to ash, the other demons turn to you, but not before your Razor blade is out and cutting off their heads.

You make short work of them all, finally leaving you standing on the ashen sand, the portal pulsating every few seconds behind you. Jamie walks towards you, giving a thumbs up, before turning to the portal. “Since it’s already open, and I’m not too great at Enchanting or Destruction spells, let’s get in and kill the Witch as fast as we can. Remember to watch my back, so nothing can get close.”

You nod, and she puts her arm over your shoulder, walking the both of you towards the portal.

>Roll 3d10. DCs are 6 for minor success and 8 for major success.

Rolled 5, 8, 10 = 23 (3d10)

>>39433232

Rolled 10, 2, 4 = 16 (3d10)

>>39433232
Rawlin

Rolled 5, 9, 6 = 20 (3d10)

Rolled 6, 9, 7 = 22 (3d10)

>>39433232

>>39433261
>>39433350
Major success, and a critical minor success! Writing.

>>39433359


As you enter the portal, you feel the worlds shifting, as if the corners of two different cubes lined up at just the right point so there was a pathway.

Not too soon after, the cubes split apart again as you and Jamie exit the portal, this time in the different dimension. You take a few steps forward, looking around.

The new dimension appears to be pretty small, infinitely smaller than the world you used to inhabit. At the least, you can pinpoint exactly where the portal is (behind you) though you know you could sense it anywhere in the cube.

>Skill Learnt: Magical Radar! While the normal world is far too huge to even think of searching for portals in it this way, within Witchspace and other dimensions you can actually find your way back no matter what.

Even with your new ability, you still feel slightly put off by the constantly shifting scenery. You can tell they’re Illusions, but they are masterfully done, so that the world changes just as it leaves your view, so that you could turn around and see something completely different once you complete the turn.

Jamie herself seems to be affected quite a bit by the Illusions. “Uh, this is weird,” you hear her mutter, before looking around to find you. “Uh, Shogo? You there?”

>Say you’re right next to her.
>Go back and grab her hand. Maybe you can lead her.
>Write In.

Also, about rolling, I think I'm gonna do away with crits in general except for the case of three tens, and instead have a minor and major success DC. The Minor will usually have a condition of sorts, whereas Major will be conditionless, a proper victory. 3d10s will be fucking glorious, I promise you that.

>>39433543
>Say you’re right next to her.

>>39433543
>Say you’re right next to her.
>Go back and grab her hand. Maybe you can lead her.

>>39433543
>Say you’re right next to her.
Best to keep this professional.
holding hands on the first date is far too lewd

>>39433543
>Say you’re right next to her.
"Right here, Jamie. Easy now, stay focused."

>>39433655
But Anon! You've already held at least two hands during this quest! You're like fucking Attila the Hun!

writing for professionalism.

>>39433684


“Hey, Jamie. I’m right here.”

Jamie turns a few times, sometimes stepping to avoid a rock that isn’t there, before she finds you. “Ah! You sure moved far.”

You sigh. “It’s an illusion, Jamie. You’re only two metres from the portal.”

Jamie slowly nods. “Okay. You can see?”

“I can. Kinda. I see the Illusions, but when I went through that portal I suddenly…realized where everything was. I’ll be able to lead us back to the portal if we get in trouble.

Jamie nods again. “Alright then. Do you know where the Witch is?”

You feel around the dimension, before centering on the…center. “Yep. Shall we go?”

“Please. Lead the way.” As you start to move, she follows with some caution, sometimes trying to brush away some Illusionary branches, at others just grabbing onto your shoulder and closing her eyes, walking across the Illusionary bottomless ravine.

Eventually, you cross a boundary, and the Illusions disappear, replaced with mirrors. Jamie sighs. “Thank god that’s over with. Here we are, I guess. My, she’s narcissistic, isn’t she”

You can’t help but agreeing. Mirrors are absolutely everywhere, some displaying other parts of the dimension, others all displaying a picture of the same person, a rather attractive Eastern European, though ruined by the cracks and fractures running along her skin and the empty sockets where the eyes are. So really, not that attractive at all.

(1/2)

>>39433879

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY DOMAIN!”

You turn to face the owner of the voice, the same woman that all the mirrors are reflecting. It’s remarkably scary watching all the mirrors copy the woman as she stands on a mound of broken glass, glaring at the both of you.

“Why are you here? Are you trying to steal my beauty? No, I refuse, you bitch, you think you’re entitled to my belongings because you’re more beautiful than me? I think its my right to take YOURS!” The Witch jumps off the glass pile into a mirror, disappearing from sight.

But you feel your perception of the mirror room change, and find the Witch right behind Jamie.

>”Jamie! Behind you!”
>Jump to defend.
>Write In
Roll a 3d10 for me, why don’t you.

Rolled 5, 4, 3 = 12 (3d10)

>>39433971
>”Jamie! Behind you!”

Rolled 2, 4, 3 = 9 (3d10)

>>39433971
>Jump to defend
"You seem a bit 'cracked.' Not just your mirrors either."

Rolled 8, 8, 3 = 19 (3d10)

>>39433971
>Jump to defend.

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>>39434051
Worried for a second there. You saved Christmas! Writing, unless someone wants to get me that 10-10-10.

Rolled 5, 3, 5 = 13 (3d10)

>Jump to defend.
Cram its ass back through the mirror it came from, then break it.

Rolled 2, 10, 7 = 19 (3d10)

>>39434109
Just to add a roll.

>>39433971

No, fuck that. You step over to the Witch before she can do anything, and slam your fist into her face.

She goes reeling, clutching at her nose, as you unfold your razor. Jamie watches in something approaching awe as you step to the Witch, taking advantage of its momentary weakness, and cut its head off, letting the body fall to the floor.

You lift the head up, looking at its face. Your first punch had turned it’s angular nose into something looking like Voldemort from the old Harry Potter movies (not the new series, fuck that). Your line of thinking is interrupted as it smiles.

“Ah, interesting. I see. It’s not the girl. It’s you. You want my power.” Finishing its sentence, the head’s smile widens into a grin, lips spreading well past the point they’re meant to go, up to the ears. “I’d like to see you try.”

Even as the head disintegrates, you turn to find the Witch emerging through more mirrors. They begin speaking together, “This is my land, and my home. Here, I can take what’s mine, because the only thing you can see is me. Prepare for your end.”

You step back to Jamie, going back to back with her. “Any plans?” you whisper.

She shakes her head. “T-This is not a low level W-Witch,” she stutters, her eyes darting. “Envy Witches are hard to kill, the hardest. What happened? How do we stop it?”

>Write In. Roll 3d10. Minor DC is 6, Major DC hidden.

Rolled 10, 8, 3 = 21 (3d10)

>>39434319

Rolled 5, 5, 1 = 11 (3d10)

>>39434319
Simple Grab her with a hand and eat all the magic out of her, she struggles she gets stabbed, rinse and repeat until she's too drained to pull this crap.

Keep her off me while I do what needs to be done.

Rolled 5, 10, 1 = 16 (3d10)

>>39434319
Well first lets smash all the mirrors

>>39434347
my bad didn't put in a write in.
Try to absorb as much power from the environment.
And get ready to use redirection. In case anything gets close.

>>39434439
I will accept it. Wait a bit longer if there are any other rolls or votes.

Rolled 9, 4, 7 = 20 (3d10)

>>39434319
"Well she said all that we'll be able to see is her. Let's see if we can prove her wrong."
>Close your eyes and start smashing the mirrors. Use your magical sense to guide you.

>>39434421
Yes. Smashing the mirrors seems to be a good thing to at least try.

>>39434491
Taking your roll as the highest for smashing mirrors. Other smashing mirror votes will be yours.
>>39434439
You got the highest roll overall, and passed the Major DC.

Decide which one you like more.

>>39434571
Meh I'd prefer to try and absorb anything we can and use redirection + adding anything we sucked in.
leaving a little left over encase to we have to make a mad dash out.

>>39434614
I shall go with this then. Writing.

>>39434571
I guess it depends on how much of a difference passing majorly makes. I wouldn't suggest trying to absorb as much as possible if only because it might make the witch even angrier at us when it notices.

>>39434319

You smile at Jamie. “It’ll be fine. Just give me a few seconds.” You step forward again, approaching one of the Witch’s bodies. She chuckles as you come closer. “You can’t kill me, child, so I think I’ll take your core before you make any more foolish mista-“

As you approach, you feel out the magic around you, and found the strings. All the magic was connected to one figure, one body, hidden underneath the broken glass mound. From her, the magic was pouring out into the various bodies. The eight bodies all had an eighth of her power, which was plenty impressive considering the power of each Witch.

Of course, there’s a flaw with dependent system like this, that all depend on one power source. Just like a floating island, you merely need to cut off the flow, and it all falls down…

You interrupt the Witch as you shove your hand into it, and start drawing. The body attempts to disintegrate to escape, but you keep it going, redirecting the magical energy to turn the Witch into an open breaker, pouring more and more magical energy into your own body. It keeps flowing, an almost endless torrent of power, the Witch screaming in pain as you take its energy faster than it can replenish it.

The power in your body was unlike Maggy’s power: it was sharper, but oily, an Illusion that would fade as soon as you grabbed it. But you keep a hold of it, and once you feel you have it all, you point towards the mound, and let it all go.

(1/2)

>>39434692
Passing major is always better than minor. Minor has some conditions attached, like harm to yourself or others (that aren't your enemy).

>>39434876
Even as the other bodies collapse and turn to ash, you pour out all the energy you stole, feeling it running through your own body, rushing to escape. You feel more than a few strands of power run through your own core, feeling like an engine attempting to turn over, but it doesn’t ignite. You’re not sure whether you should be grateful or sad.

Either way, the only thing left now in the mirror room is the Witch’s true body, holding a single hand mirror. As you approach, she tries to hit you, to claw away your own power, but you grab her arm with your left hand and use your other to slice off the head.

There is no bang, no final scream. You had already taken everything from her. The body slowly dissolves, fading away into the place beyond worlds.

Around you, you can feel the dimension shrinking, starting to collapse without a source of power to sustain it.

>Grab Jamie and leave
>Look around one last time (Roll 3d10 for perception, DC is only 6 since you’ve got that dimension bonus)

Rolled 9, 1, 5 = 15 (3d10)

>>39434968
>>Look around one last time (Roll 3d10 for perception, DC is only 6 since you’ve got that dimension bonus)

Rolled 7, 3, 3 = 13 (3d10)

>>39434968
>>Look around one last time

Rolled 5, 8, 8 = 21 (3d10)

>>39434968
>>Look around one last time (Roll 3d10 for perception, DC is only 6 since you’ve got that dimension bonus)

>>39435001
Success, writing.

Rolled 6, 9, 6 = 21 (3d10)

>>39434968
>Look around one last time (Roll 3d10 for perception, DC is only 6 since you’ve got that dimension bonus)
then
>Grab Jamie and leave

>>39434968

Looking around, you manage to spot, underneath the ashes of the Witch, the still intact hand mirror. You pick it up and dust it off, peering in, though find yourself unable to see any reflection. The surface of the mirror looks dark black with an oily sheen. You put it in your equipment bag for later.

Turning around, you find Jamie waiting for you, still with that expression on her face. You wordlessly take her arm and start leading her back to the portal while her mind reboots.


“So you’re saying that you did absolutely nothing on that mission?”

Jamie gulps. “That’s right, ma’am.”

Eliza sighs, and turns to you. “And you realize that that mission was meant to be training for Jamie, right? Not you?”

You nod. “Yes ma’am, but…”

>Jamie was incapacitated by the nature of the Witch. It had to be done
>it was apparently an Envy Witch, one of the hardest as Jamie said. Surely a newbie can’t face one of those?
>I did find this bitchin’ hand mirror. Consider it a gift to you.
>Write In.

>>39435131
>>I did find this bitchin’ hand mirror. Consider it a gift to you.

>>39435170
Banking.

>>39435131
>Jamie was incapacitated by the nature of the Witch. It had to be done
>it was apparently an Envy Witch, one of the hardest as Jamie said. Surely a newbie can’t face one of those?
>I did find this bitchin’ hand mirror. Consider it a gift to you.

All three. Include that ut was a snap decision. paniced a little when the mission wasnt what it was supposed to be.

>>39435131
>>it was apparently an Envy Witch, one of the hardest as Jamie said. Surely a newbie can’t face one of those?

>>39435131
>I did find this bitchin’ hand mirror. Consider it a gift to you.
"Looks magic."

>>39435248
Gotta get that dialogue. Writing.

>>39435131
>Jamie was incapacitated by the nature of the Witch. It had to be done.
>Write In
"Also at least from what we could tell, we had no way of contacting HQ, so escaping was not an option either. I would be perfectly willing to accept responsibility for any possible repercussions. Oh yeah, and..."
>I did find this bitchin’ hand mirror. Consider it a gift to you.

>>39435271
>>39435170
Why are people so up on giving away our first magical item we've ever found..

>>39435296
It's not about collecting powerups, anon.

>>39435131
>Jamie was incapacitated by the nature of the Witch. It had to be done

>>39435336
Says who?

>>39435296
They're probably worried about silly things, like curses or potentially being responsible for a major security breech on the island. Little things like that. But we're the gambling sort, so we're happy to take a chance for a solid enough payout.

>>39435481

“So you’re saying that you did absolutely nothing on that mission?”

Jamie gulps. “That’s right, ma’am.”

Eliza sighs, and turns to you. “And you realize that that mission was meant to be training for Jamie, right? Not you?”

You nod. “Yes ma’am, but…”

>Jamie was incapacitated by the nature of the Witch. It had to be done
>it was apparently an Envy Witch, one of the hardest as Jamie said. Surely a newbie can’t face one of those?
>I did find this bitchin’ hand mirror. Consider it a gift to you.
>Write In.

You raise a finger, “…I have three, probably more, points about that. Number one is that Jamie was completely incapacitated by the nature of the Witch. If it weren’t for me, she may have still been stumbling around that dimension.”

You raise a second finger, “next is the fact that it was an Envy Witch, which Jamie tells me is the most powerful. Why would you put a newbie up against that?”

“Thirdly, there was no way that we could get in contact with base for help from within the zone, and with the gate being open and neither of us knowing how to shut it, backing out may have caused problems for the surrounding area, which is a No-Go.”

Before Eliza can say anything more, you pull out the hand mirror. “Oh, and finally, I did find this bitchin’ hand mirror. It survived the death of the Witch, so it’s probably something special. Consider it a gift to you.”

At each point Eliza nodded rather reluctantly, but at your final words her eyes widen, and she looks at the item in your hand. Without pause, it seems to have disappeared from your hands and reappeared in Eliza’s hands, as she begins going over it.

(1/2)

>>39435336
>>39435430
>>39435481
A reminder that this is the #2 thread of potentially many.

>>39435430
Says these guys:
>>39435289
>>39435271
>>39435248
>>39435170
>>39435215

>>39435512

“Just for this, I can forgive you, Shogo. This is a Relic, a form of magical artifact, similar to the armor you’re wearing or the uniforms magical girls summon. Relics are formed when a particularly powerful magical being dies, leaving behind a part of them. More than likely, this Witch had killed a magical girl before, though a long time ago judging from the power of this Relic.”

She looks up at you. “Thank you for retrieving this, Shogo. This is an extremely valuable item that I’ll find a way to pay you back for.”

She turns to Jamie. “For now, Jamie, you can head back to your room. You look like you need some sleep.”

Jamie nods, exhaustion present on her face, as she shuffles out of the room. Eliza turns back to you.

“Now, before we can continue, take your clothes off.”

(2/3)

>>39435539

Oh, could've included the choices there.

>H-how l-lewd, Eliza-san...
>May I ask why?
>No questions, the lady asked you to strip.
>Write In

>No questions, the lady asked you to strip.
Why is this even a choice?

>>39435566
>>H-how l-lewd, Eliza-san...

>>39435566
>H-how l-lewd, Eliza-san...
but seriously
>May I ask why?

>>39435566
>No questions, the lady asked you to strip.
Ma'am, yes ma'am.

A shame about our spiffy accessory. Who knows what sort of mischief we could have gotten up to with it.

>>39435539
>No questions, the lady asked you to strip.
>Write In
You think theres an enchantment to summon my armor onto me like an Em-gees trandformation? Not really all that important. Just a thought.

>>39435539
Another reminder that this isn't about to turn into smut. As I promised in the first thread, any comments about lewd things like holding hands are all joking, and unironic attempts to make a harem or develop romantic relaionships this early in the game will result in a CRIT FAIL.

PSA done.

>>39435608
Ah, good point. Would you like to ask Eliza about it?

>>39435566
>H-how l-lewd, Eliza-san...
>May I ask why?

>>39435566
>H-how l-lewd, Eliza-san...
>No questions, the lady asked you to strip
Grumble something about first dates under our breath though.

>>39435637
>>39435603
>>39435653

General Idea is Get. Writing.

>>39435634
Will we get a warning about when it is safe to start trying to develop romantic relationships?
Will it be before the core awakens?

>>39435721
Why is it it important to you?
Why can't this quest just be about being a "magical soldier" and not about trying to make something happen.

>>39435721
In the character pastebin, next to all characters, I'll add OOC notes about their feelings towards you. You can use those to figure it out.
>>39435813
I'm here to have fun. I will drive far away from blatant attempts to turn this into more romance than proper story and action, but romance can help enhance a story if actually used properly Like no quest ever.

---


“H-how lewd, Eliza. We haven’t even been on a date yet. Next you’ll be suggesting doing things like holding hands,” you say, feeling a rising blush on your face.

Eliza looks at you in horror, her own face starting to grow red. “H-holding hands? Oh god, no no no it’s a misunderstanding I promise-“ she takes a breath to calm herself. “Sorry, I didn’t explain that. Remember how I wanted to find out your power level, once apon a time?”

You nod. “Yeah, I do. What about it?”

“To detect it, as I said, we need to put you through the Sorceric Concealment Overturn and Undermine Tool. Often people will shield themselves and others from their magic by concealing it. This means they can hide their true level, but also it weakens their own magic in return. If we put you through the Sorceric Concealment Overturn and Undermine Tool, then we can see exactly where you’re at compared to a normal magical girl. Sounds fair?”

>Is there, like, an acronym for the Sorceric Concealment Overturn and Undermine Tool? Sounds a bit bulky.
>Okay, I can do this. That’s where the stripping comes in?
>Write In

>>39435849
Agh, forgot to spoiler the NSFW stuff where Eliza speaks. Sorry.

>>39435849
>Is there, like, an acronym for the Sorceric Concealment Overturn and Undermine Tool? Sounds a bit bulky.

SCOUT.

>>39435849
>Write In
>"And this can't be done without my being naked? That sounds like something of a disadvantage, in all honesty..." and then mutter something about design flaws and end user comfort and specifications.

>>39435849
>Write In
Hey wait...'Sorceric Concealment Overturn and Undermine Tool'?
Have a grin split our face open.
"Now I get it!"

>>39435897
>>39435904
>>39435921
General idea is get. writing.

>>39435849

"I think you really need an acronym for the Sorceric Concealment Overturn and Undermine Tool."

Eliza nods thoughtfully, rubbing her chin. "Yeah. If only there were an appropriate acronym that formed a word that could be connected to an object that detected people's power levels."

"Yeah."

You both think for a few seconds, before eventually giving it up as futile. But you pick up on another point.

"Hey, also, is it really necessary for me to strip? I mean, maybe my armor might interfere, I can understand that, but my clothing? It just detects magic, right?"

Eliza nods. "That's right."

"So why did you ask me to-"

"Alright, I'll set up the Sorceric Concealment Overturn and Undermine Tool while you get ready, okay?" she turns away from you, tapping on a tablet as a wall slowly folds out, revealing something similar to an MRE machine, except with plenty of magic nodes scattered over it.

You take off your armor, taking some care to fold it up neatly. Wouldn't want to have to iron something like that right away. What setting would you even need for magical clothes?

Being ready, Eliza guides you over to the Sorceric Concealment Overturn and Undermine Tool, and lies you down on the platform next to it, where you'll be rolled through. You take a breath, and get ready.

---

You both stare at the results.

"So, what's a normal human's power level?"

Eliza thinks for a few seconds. "Anywhere from 1 to 100, though it's only past that number that it begins to manifest as magical ability."

"And magical girls?"

"Anything past the threshold, actually. There isn't a hard max that we've found."

"So what exactly does it say about me that my results are ERROR: NUMBER TOO HIGH?"

Eliza shakes her head. "I don't know. I wonder if there's an arbitrary number, possibly in the thousands, at which point the Sorceric Concealment Overturn and Undermine Tool starts to break?"

You both think again. "Nah, that can't be it."

(1/2)

>>39436112
>Interrupting writing, sorry.
>Ask when the thing was last serviced. Maybe there's a loose connection or some socket fluff or something?

>>39436112

Eliza turns back to you. "Either way, I don't think it's actually detecting your own magic, per se."

You frown. "What do you mean?"

"Well, when you absorb energy, have you ever felt like, you know, you should stop before you explode?"

You think about it. "I...actually don't think so. What does that mean?"

"Well, the Sorceric Concealment Overturn and Undermine Tool may just be detecting your capacity for magic, as opposed to the actual amount of magic you have. That would make sense, since both a magical girl will give the same result whether they're fresh or tired. That may be the case here."

"That makes sense. But what does that mean for me?"

Eliza smiles. "It means you're blatantly overpowered. If it weren't for the fact that you need other people to generate magic for you to steal, and that you can't actually hold onto other people's magic for much longer than it takes to redirect it, you'd probably be a god."

"...Huh."

"Indeed." Eliza starts to put away the Sorceric Concealment Overturn and Undermine Tool. "Well, I think that's enough for tonight. You get some sleep, okay?"

You nod. "Okay then. Thanks, Eliza, for the help."

She smiles, folding away the last part. "No problem! And hey, thanks for the mirror. It'll really help us out, once we figure out its purpose."

You nod, and start to walk away, before stopping. "Uh, hey, Eliza? I don't know when the Sorceric Concealment Overturn and Undermine Tool was last maintained, but maybe it could get a check over? Just in case."

Eliza nods. "Good idea. I can take care of that tonight. See you, Shogo."

"See you, Eliza."

You step outside the room, closing the door behind you, wondering what you should do before sleeping.

>You haven't eaten anything all day. Grab food from the big hall.
>You still feel energetic. Find a sparring partner.
>Eh, go to bed.
>Explore the not-floating-castle.
>Write In.

>>39436281
>You haven't eaten anything all day. Grab food from the big hall.

>>39436281
>Write In
Poke head back in.
Ask "Hey, one of the MTRT tactics involved magic-imbued det-packs. Can I get some of those, in case stuff goes south and we need to seal a breach for long enough for backup to arrive?"

>>39436281
>>You haven't eaten anything all day. Grab food from the big hall.
Because I personally am hungry.

>>39436281
>You haven't eaten anything all day. Grab food from the big hall

>>39436281
>Write In
>Have a long look at the view outsi- ohgodthisplacereallyisfloating
>Let out all of that pent-up PANIC
Seriously, denial isn't a good way of facing your fears.

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>>39436281
>You haven't eaten anything all day. Grab food from the big hall.

>>39435813
Knowing where the lines are makes it easier to avoid causing trouble, that's all. I was curious about a part of the rule, I asked about it, and I received clarification. No trouble intended.

>>39436383
Anon, my favourite thing at this time is beans on toast. Can of Heinz baked beans, poured over thick slabs of buttered toast (never american bread, it's fucking shit compared to literally all other types of bread) and you've got a king's meal.

>>39436319
>>39436383
>>39436391
Food wins. Time for Magical Food Quest.

>>39436427
Out of beans. Also, German bread is fairly decent. Found some pineapple I could munch on.

>>39436446
Whenever I get home to the UK my thing is buying a loaf of proper bread and eating it all, with various spreads, going from plain to buttered to Marmite to jam and whatever else. German bread anything that special?

I should be writing.

>>39436446
You want to be careful with pineapple. Too much at one time without having something else will literally eat your gums.

>>39436465
Well, my dentist was pleased with how my gums looked about two weeks ago, so that hasn't been an issue. Also, I only had a few small-ish chunks before putting it back in the fridge.

>>39436281
>Write-in
Unless we're one of those losers who forgets dreams within the first waking hour (and ours is implied to be recurring, peak our head back in and ask to talk to Eliza about it.

MGs might have better insight on it, since there has to be something poignant to it if we dream it consistently.

And yeah, I know it's too late, but maybe others'll agree it's worth looking into what an outside perspective thinks of it while we have downtime?

>>39436492
Ah, fair enough.

Bromelain can also be used to cook food without heat, if you're willing to spread pulped pineapple all over your meat and wait a while.

As a snack while at the computer go, I love carrots. Cut into bite-sized pieces, they provide a good crisp crunch, so you get a nice chewing experience.

>>39436495
Ask Eliza about recurring nightmares in magical girls? I wouldn't be against that.

>>39436461

>>39436356
>>39436495

You quickly peek back in, catching Eliza reading upside down on the ceiling.

"Uh, hey, Eliza. I wanted to ask something quickly..."

"Hmm?" she stays focused on the book.

"Can we get some of those magically activated det-packs? We had those in Alpha Squadron, and they'd be really fucking helpful now that I'm with you guys.

"Good idea, Shogo. I'll talk to Jax. Anything else?"

You're tempted to tell her about the dreams, but it looks like she's barely staying focused on anything at all. "Nah. Have a nice night."

You leave, and prepare yourself for the next adventure.

Ah, the glory of food! Food is what makes anyone strong, keeps them going through the day, and keeps them from thinking that life is utterly meaningless and they should probably kill themselves to escape from the hell that is real life.

Ah, food!

The grand hall seems much the same as usual, with some Em-Gees practicing near the walls, the flight capable ones hanging out on the rafters, and some groups gathered around a small patch of grass summoned inside the room, having a pseudo-picnic.

You find the kitchen set up against the back wall, supplies all waiting and ready for whoever wants to cook.

>Write In. Roll 3d10.

Rolled 1, 1, 5 = 7 (3d10)

>>39436551

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>>39436547
>>39436495

You'll have an opportunity later, I promise. Didn't want to force it.

>>39436584
>mfw
So what exactly are you cooking, Anon?

Rolled 6, 7, 1 = 14 (3d10)

>>39436551
>Something tasty and simple. Like, I'unno... bacon? And a fried egg?

Rolled 1, 9, 6 = 16 (3d10)

>>39436551
>Make a sandwich. Any sandwich.
We were talking about sandwiches this entire time...
Rolling for sammich quality

>>39436551
Not rolling because it doesn't go well, but
>>Write In
Chicken with green beans, brown rice, little bit of olive oil, teriyaki sauce, and pineapple all cooked together in stages:
1) most of rice cook time with olive oil and any herbs you want
2) add chicken, cook it most
3) add green beans
4) flavor lightly with teriyaki
5) cut up pineapple and cook briefly for three minutes.
6) flavor more with teriyaki
It will feed you well.

>>39436551
Ask for ramen.

We will eat like a college student.

>>39436637
Ah, good, a proper menu.

Any side dish? Bonus points if you describe it well. Because seriously, a solid menu is better than a 10-10-10 any day.

Rolled 8, 9, 7 = 24 (3d10)

>>39436551

>>39436690
Where's your menu, Anon? How am I meant to know the deliciousness this roll could've been?

I'll be running with the chicken rice teriyaki, since that sounds fucking delicious right now.

>>39436660
Not really, it's something I make for when I work 12-hour night shifts to feed me for the full shift. It hits most of the basic food groups too. Deliciousness is also a thing it does well.
Maybe some side dish with cheese for hitting dairy stuff?

>>39436690
>>39436712
my bad, i thought I added what I was going to put in.

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>>39436551
You first think of making radioactive waste. Then a delicious sandwich. Finally, you settle on one of your favourite meals: Chicken rice teriyaki, with pineapples.

Grabbing the necessary ingredients and setting them out beforehand, you also set up a pan to fry the rice, rolling around a little bit of olive oil first in the pan so it doesn't stick. After that, you take the whole-grain rice and pour it in, and then adding a little bit of cilantro and some assorted spices you found in the cupboard that smelled a good level of spicy. After a bit, you also add in the teriyaki sauce, and some peas as well.

Leaving the rice to cook for a bit, you also set about cutting up some chicken, and dipping each bit of chicken in some mixed up egg to the side before tossing it in the pan with the rice. You add more teriyaki sauce to the pan.

As the main dish comes to a finish, you add in the pineapple, and also make space for some halloumi cheese that you find. More teriyaki sauce.

Finally, you pull the pan off the stove, and put it all on a plate. Finally, you grab some eating utensils (thankfully they have chopsticks so you don't have to shovel food in like a barbarian), and begin eating.

And you finish. Delicious. You notice several Em-Gees looking over with pleading eyes and watering mouths at some of the last bits of the meal left in the pan.

>Strike up conversation.
>Let them have the rest
>Go to bed.

>>39436878
>Strike up conversation.
>Let them have the rest

"So, can none of you guys cook or something?"

>>39436878
>>Let them have the rest
It's a meal for sharing. Be nice.

>>39436878
>>Strike up conversation.
>>Let them have the rest

>>39436878
>Let them have the rest
Mention you could teach them how to make some tomorrow.
For now,
>Go to bed. We've had a long day.

>>39436878
>Not browning our meat first.
tsk tsk tsk
>Strike up conversation.
>Let them have the rest
"So, how long have you girls been magical girls?"

>>39436714
Cheese, you say? How about quesadillas?

Take a tortilla, put it in a dry frying pan to warm through. Once it's warm, put grated cheese on it. You'll want to use a mixture of cheeses to get the gooey, stringy texture that some have while still getting the flavour that other cheeses have. A good mixture is probably something like mozzarella/parmesan/extra-mature cheddar. Spread the cheese over the tortilla fairly liberally, then turn the heat up to melt the cheese. Don't let the cheese go over the edge of the tortilla, though. Once the cheese is all melted, fold the sides of the tortilla into the middle, then fold the entire thing in half in the other direction (so, fold perpendicular to the existing folds). Serve.

>>39437010
You. I like the way you think.

>>39436878

"Hey guys."

They look away from the pan to you. "Hey," they all respond.

"You guys look hungry."

"We are."

"None of you know how to cook?"

They shake their heads. One says, "I'm nine. My mommy never let me touch the stove."

You sigh, and grab a few extra plates to deposit the rest of the meal on. Thankfully you made a large dish.

They rush over as you begin serving, all of them saying thank you before diving in to eat.

"You said you're nine. Aren't there older Em-Gees around to take care of you guys?"

One shakes her head. "Sometimes Eliza will get pizza for us. But they don't know how to cook, either."

"Why does this kitchen exist, then?"

They shrug. "I think it's kinda like waiting for the chosen one to cook for us. People are usually hungry around here, once we eat all the canned foods that are stocked in the shelves."

Huh. So that's why you couldn't find any beans. You also notice that the rest of the hall is looking at you too.

>Become their savior
>Run the fuck away, you can't cook for several dozen kids

For the first choice, either roll or provide an awesome ingredients list a la >>39437010 that I can cook things with right now since I'm hungry.

>>39437004
My apologies. At least I hadn't made the same mistake with beef. There is no hell more fit for me.

>>39437022
Thank you.

If you want to go extra tasty, try cutting some spring onions (or scallions if you're in the us) fine and adding those with the cheese. Another option is frying mushrooms and adding those, or frying bacon until it's crispy and crumbling it in with the cheese. Grainy mustard would probably also work well, as would Worcestershire sauce. Or you could got absolutely mental and add them all.

>>39437028
>>Become their savior
DO IT. Clearly, Shogo went through Boy Scouts or something and learned how to cook large quantities of quality food to feed large numbers of teens and kids.

>>39437028
>>Become their savior

>>39437028
I think "becoming their saviour" is going to constitute "teaching them how to cook" rather than "cooking for them".

>>39437068
Yes, Shogo is a Boy Scout. The things he can do with a Dutch Oven are amazing.

Talking about that, did you know that you can cook one fucking awesome pizza in Dutch Ovens? Seriously, its the tits.

>>39437064
So, we running this for savior?

>>39437028
>Become their savior
Are we a hero or not?

>>39437093
Yep. Did Shogo get his Eagle?

Dutch Oven cooking is best cooking when done right.

>>39437064
>>39437010
You're missing Cilantro, onions and tomatoes tomatoes. Add some Jalapeno's for extra flavor/spice.

>>39437116
He did.

Writing.

>>39437149
anyone willing to wait some thirty minutes while I go cook this?

>>39437028
>Become their savior
We are become Chef, feeder of Em-Gees.

>>39437163
Superb. Waiting, eh. Sure.

>>39437163
A quesadilla shouldn't take you a half hour bro, but sure.

>>39437149
It's not a big thing over here. It's generally associated with Arabian foods here (like Moroccan). I had to look cilantro up. I found out that we call it coriander.

Also I'm not personally a big fan of fried onions, which is why I didn't think of them. Jalapenos are a good idea, though.

Tomatoes in a quesadilla? I mean, I get the basic idea of using food ideas from the same region, but I'm not sure whether it would work all that well.

>>39437163
Sure. I'm kinda peckish now myself.

>>39437242
Well what I put is basically just mixing in Pico De Gallo with the cheese or putting it on top as an accesory. I tend to add Jalapeno juice to it

>>39437306
Jalapeno juice...

Hmm.

Would finely chopped pickled onions work in a quesadilla?

>>39437163

That’s it. This injustice can’t go on for any longer. These poor kids have been forced to live off canned soup and AMERICAN BREAD DEAR GOD for months, if not years! You must save them from this tyranny of culinary oppression! You must show them the LIGHT!

“Girls, you’re my assistants. We’re gonna make some food.”

You quickly get aprons for all the girls, most of them looking marginally silly as the ends of the aprons pool on the floor. You start giving them all jobs, cutting up onions, spring onions, and tomatoes, preparing a jalapeno and habanero sauce (to the Em-Gee that controlled fire, of course) and you turn back to the stoves.

Hero time.

Grabbing several pans, you line them up and start all the burners, keeping them at a warm temperature, enough to melt but not burn. With that, you start lying down tortillas (no time to make your own, unfortunately) and spread a mixture of cheeses on them. As they start to melt, you add a bit more cheese and to some you add bits of beef that you are browning off to the side in another pan, and as they finish melting and cooking you toss in the mixture of the onions and tomatoes, along with a few drops of spicy sauce.

And then you turn to the hall once you have a good stack, the many Em-Gees now all staring at you. You take a breath, and shout “GRAB A PLATE LADIES AND LINE UP FOR DINNER!”

It’s funny how fast Em-Gees can move, even the ones that already move faster than physics should let them, when there’s a promise of fresh, real, proper, just-like-momma’s food.

You start handing out the quesadillas, cooking more until everyone has a few, and eventually when you turn off the final stove there’s not one Em-Gee that didn’t go hungry. Except Marie, who’s glaring at you from the side of the room, but fuck Marie you’re now Cookin’ Mama and you ain’t takin’ shit from anybody. Hmmph.

>Go to bed
>Write In

>>39437352
>write in
"Hey, Marie. How come nobody's teaching these people some life skills. Like how to cook."

>>39437352
>Write In
Walk over to Marie somberly, hand her a quesadilla. Go to bed.

>>39437352
>>Go to bed
>>Write In
Pass out on the way to our bed. Like any good Eagle, be able to sleep on any surface at any time when tired.

>>39437306

I was in Japan for spring break, and I met an Australian guy running a ramen bar. His story was he came for skiiing (the area is called Nozawa Onsen) and one of his group ended up breaking their leg, so he had to get a job. And then the old ramen master ended up dying, so he had to stay on. But this gaijin ramen master chef made the best fucking ramen I've ever had. Got some awesome jalapeno+habanero sauce with it, absolutely delicious.

>>39437402
Fucker, any true Eagle is so prepared that they have enchantments for Expanding Sleeping Bags and Tent so they're snoring comfily before they hit the floor.

On my honor, I'll do my best, to be the best fucking magical boy there ever was...

>>39437425
You make this Eagle so proud.

>>39437445
And this Eagle here is pretty damn envious of Automatic Expanding Sleeping Bags. Hike a day, drop to the floor, everybody sleep like a dinosaur.

Writing for >>39437401

>>39437351
Probably yeah. I haven't tried that myself though so I don't know how it would turn out. If you don't want it too spicy you could go with a Poblano, or Cubanelle. Or Banana pepper if those are too much.

>>39437401
Don't forget to snark at her.
"It's OK, *I'll* be in the kitchen if you need me."

>>39437483
Wilderness Survival and Ordeal camping better still require the bare essentials I hope.
"Eat you nothing...."

>>39437483
>>39437401
Y'all are better people than I am, that's for sure.

>>39437352
Grabbing the two last quesadillas, you say goodnight to your cooking crew (who look happy to be allowed to touch sharp things) and walk over to Marie.

You hand her a quesadilla.

She looks at it, and back at you, and starts eating it. "Good that you know your place," she mutters around the mouthful.

You quickly start running away, barely holding back your laughter until you hear the scream of fury as a quesadilla with less cheese than jalapeno+habanero sauce hits her tongue.

You eventually find your way back to your room, contentedly eating your quesadilla, but you hit the ground before you can reach the bed itself. Thank Baden Powell for Expanding Sleeping Bags.

>Roll 3d10, one last time.

>>39437546
You fucking joking? This is 4chan.

>>39437540
The same, but a problem now with magical girls. After all, absorbing souls isn't really eating, right?

Rolled 1, 6, 6 = 13 (3d10)

>>39437574

>>39437574
The BSA finally went full co-ed now from the beginning instead of venturing. Wait, adult leaders plus lady Venturers. too. Shit, that's screwy.

Rolled 9, 7, 8 = 24 (3d10)

>>39437574

Rolled 3, 10, 7 = 20 (3d10)

>>39437574
ARE YOU A SOLDIER OR A CHILD?! SOLDIERS SLEEP IN BEDS, NOT ON THE DAMN FLOOR!

Rolled 6, 9, 9 = 24 (3d10)

>>39437574

>>39437622
Yep, we really can sleep anywhere happily.

>>39437622
Anon, you're a champ. Writing.

>>39437632
Anon, with magic, EVERYTHING CAN BE A BED.

>>39437637
You too anon. Thanks

>>39437643
>Anon, with magic, EVERYTHING CAN BE A BED.
Yeah, but we can't control magic in that way... Do we actually have an Expanding Sleeping Bag?

>>39437574
Just as you're drifting off, you think back over your day. It was weird, that was for sure. From killing a Witch to being asked to take your clothes off...

The second thing catches your mind's eye. You inspect it. You look at it each way. You slowly read what happened, as if you were looking at the dialogue on a webpage.

The people back in the main hall wake up, as does everyone else in Haioku, as your laughter rings out with a passion unlike anyone. People grow more confused as you follow it with,

"HAHA, WHAT DOES THE SORCERIC CONCEALMENT OVERTURN AND UNDERMINE TOOL SAY ABOUT HIS POWER LEVEL?"

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And that's the end of the thread!

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Can archivefriend take care of this thread, please? Same tags, describe as "You kill a Witch, get a bitchin' ass mirror, cook for all the magical girls, and become genre-savvy."

>>39437698
>Thank Baden Powell for Expanding Sleeping Bags
Yep, they're canon.

If anyone has any questions or thoughts on the thread, let me know. I'm all ears for the next however long.

>>39437719
About time we made that meme/joke.
Great run and thanks!

>>39437793
I actually spent a solid fifteen minutes coming up with appropriate synonyms that could turn into an acronym.

>>39437719
Done. Archived Here: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/39428352/

>>39437719
As for when the next thread will be, it's either gonna be much earlier tomorrow (need some sleep to wake up early Monday) so likely around 1-2, or possibly just next week. Which would you guys prefer?

>>39437832
Appreciated, Anon. Thanks a bunch! I'll start numbering them by next thread.

>>39437857
Fuck I knew I messed up something.

>>39437896
Not your fault, that's mine.

>>39437906
Reminder for the apparent 18 people that are here that I'll be posting what times I'm actually playing at on my twitter, so I recommend following so you know when it's going down.

>>39437933
HAHA, joke's on you.

I gotta stay up all night for Joker Quest.

Good game, maybe I'll have enough to do both.

>>39437985
Never heard of it. Remember you can have two tabs open! It's nice when people tell me they like my storytelling.

>>39437857
Tomorrow works fine for me.

>>39438011
As far as I can tell it's one of the longer running Quests on /tg/. Enjoy it quite a bit. But it's more like JQ is 8 my time and you're talking 1-2 PM.

All likelihood if I were still awake I'd jump into after JQ ended since there'd probably be a 1-2 hour gap.

Even if I can't, stay cool, and hope the Anons make some headway.

>>39438080
Lovely!
>>39438083
Alright, so 6PM might become my usual start time on Fridays and Saturdays, but I'll have to start earlier on Sundays if I want delicious sleep. Which I do. So tomorrow may start around 1-2PM Central Time. If you can't make that, you can always catch up on the archives and join us next week.

>>39438128
Central? An hour later for me then.

Eh, I should be around then since it'd be more of a 2-3 hour gap, nap time if necessary.. Take care!

Also someone please save me from these shitty new Captchas.

>>39437719
God Shogo. are you me? Im the only person I know that genuinely laughs hard at shit as dumb as that.

Also, thanks for running dude.

>>39438186
Yes, Anon, I am you. Get the fuck to sleep, you've still got work to do. And call your mother, she loves you very much and misses you.

>>39438182
Fuck these captchas indeed. At least with word spaghetti I could use tab to go input the characters, and tab+space to hit submit. Now I have to use my fucking mouse. Criminal, I tell you.

Thanks for running!