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Last time on spaghetti snek: Faggot OP got drunk and acted demicky
I believe >check Sirena's room was chosen


You are Katie black, neurotic highschool girl with no friends turned exotic murder-lizard with a lisp, and right now you're about to do something totally out of character. Then again you did just eat a cannabis sandwich.

Slithering beside you and a foot shorter than you is a happy little snake called cora who is currently trying to pull you along and failing quite miserably, no doubt impatient to fuck with her sister. You keep pausing and getting distracted by the way those oil lamps cast flickering patterns across the wall, or maybe you're just procrastinating....

There's a tug, looking down you notice the smaller lama urging you on in a frustrated whisper "commooooon, hurry up", it's really dark in here, and consequently really pretty. You can take your time. A small smirk appears on your face when you realize the smaller snake is leaning into her pull while you causally slither on.
Come to think of it her tail is short and stubby, about thrice the length of her body, while yours is just ridiculously long, in fact it's mostly still in the other room. Your stop and feel about like a blind man on acid trapped in a shag carpeting store, yep...that's the bed... oh there's a table leg, what's on the table? This shit is blowing your mind.
-cont-
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>>39527586

"Kaaatieeee!" A high pitched voice whines, you stop staring at the ceiling in whatever tail fondling induced trance you were in to gaze down at a cross Cora, who whispers "why'd you stop, it's-" She pulls you "just-" and another tug "around-" a gasp "here" you finally decide to follow, having grown bored of the almost pleasant ache that arm pulling was giving you.

Up ahead you see a wooden door and instantly get mesmerized by the lights drawn by oil lamp. You vaguely notice Cora staring at you like you were a retard overly fascinated by tap-water before she goes and knocks for you. What were you- oh right, sister snake, issues to be resolved. That stuff. Why the fuck are you here again, this is going to be a disaster.

You hear a muffled grown behind the door "Go away Cora", the smaller snake giggles and looks at you conspiratorially. You're not sure what to think.

>Let Cora knock again.

>Knock yourself (they both count as knocking)

>Call out through the door to let her know you're there (write in)

>Write in, faggot OP is always open to suggestions.
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>>39527604
>Previously on spaghetti snek quest: https://archive.moe/tg/search/tripcode/%21Me.qpOlLW2/type/op/

Character Sheets:
Katie Black: http://pastebin.com/YLaZx7qw

Paid Debt List:
SPIDERSMUT: http://pastebin.com/Z7S9enSE - by anon.
SMUT-SMUT: http://pastebin.com/sta854Sf - by huehuehue who finally delivered. thought you could delete the evidence eh?

This twitter thing everyone's talking about - https://twitter.com/DrUnorigional

Ask faggot Op your questions - ask.fm/DrUnorigional

Difficulty: This crappy quest will have a difficulty setting that you can change at any time if you so wish, just ask, use it tactically.

>Easy mode: (Half XP) You get 5 dice rolls, best roll taken, the entire world is sunshine and rainbows. Only lasts for 5 in game story posts.

>Normal (default): (Normal XP rates and encounters.)You get 3 rolls, best dice taken.

>Challenging: (Double XP!) You only get 2 rolls, best of 2.

>Hard mode: (Triple XP and more loot.) You get 2 rolls but we use an average instead of the best one. Bad luck comes your way and shit is getting perilous, pray to the dice gods for mercy.

>Punishing: (Quadruple XP and allot of cool stuff just left lying around. )You only got one shot, make it count. 1 roll. Enemies are written as more competent/ better equipped, E.G if encountered then regular wolves will become larger dire wolves ect. You may get your shit pushed in.

>Nightmare mode: (10 times exp) Awww shit son u gon die. The worst of 3 rolls is taken, the world shifts to grimdderp and bad things happen. You can't turn it off for 10 in game posts.

Fate point: QM steals from khornette quest because he is a filthy hack, you can reroll one dice per session. Only once, and use that instead.

Dub rolls = +30
Trip rolls = +90
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>>39527625
>Current level = 59
>Difficulty = Normal. ( I didn't forget, I'm just not resetting it )
XP: current/total = level.
For example. 35 exp collected vs a 60 for evolution = level 58

Every 25 levels you get some kind of passive perk that might have an effect on your next evolution. Whatever you choose gets strengthened as and if you evolve.

Experience is given via difficulty and is relative. Remember to use the difficulty setting tactically, you can't raise it until after the fight is over.

>Mundane = 1 or even 0 XP. Shit like killing insects or knitting.
>Easy: 1-3 EXP, picking a lock or successfully hunting small prey.
>Medium: 5-10 EXP hunting larger prey that can fight back but really can't win.
>Challenging: 10-25: Shit that can fight back but not exactly life threatening.
>Threatening: 25-50 Something that could very well kill you and puts up a fair fight. 1V1 me faggot.
>Deadly: 50-100+ a (much?) larger/stronger opponent that may have the odds stacked in their favour
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>>39527586
Stop being a faggot and keep being OUR faggot, faggot. Full homo.
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>>39527604
>>Call out through the door to let her know you're there (write in)
"It's me. Katie."
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>>39527604
>Knock yourself (they both count as knocking)
Be amused by the knocking. Keep knocking.
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Let Cora try to get Sirena to open the door, and try to obstruct her from shutting it on your face once she sees you so you can talk.
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>>39527604
>Call out through the door to let her know you're there (write in)
>"H-hey Sirena... I came to say hi..."

> like a blind man on acid trapped in a shag carpeting store
Ohgod the imagery is perfect
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>>39527604
>>Call out through the door to let her know you're there (write in)

"Ssssssis-I mean, Ssssirena?"
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Yay snek quest.

>call out to her through the door
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>>39527604
>Call out through the door to let her know you're there (write in)

Good to know you've sobered up and stopped being a Debbie Downer, OP.

Now shut up and eat these delicious birthday cupcakes I made for you.

Not your birthday? Don't care. Eat'm, bitch.
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>>39527760
>>39527721
>>39527714
>>39527677
Polite mode:

>>39527704
>>39527707
Surprise snek


Alright Writing.
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>>39527604
>>39527704
>>Knock yourself (they both count as knocking)
>Be amused by the knocking. Keep knocking.
Yep, this sounds good.

knockknockknockknockknockknockknockknockknockknockknockknockknockknockknockknockknock *giggling*
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>>39527586
Hey, nothing wrong with getting a bit drunk once in a while.
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>>39527586
SNEKTRAIN HAS NO BRAKES!
And goes fast enough to make even speedwagon afraid
Don't worry abou drinking, life isn't fun if sober ot not on heavy medication
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A simple edit for this thread.
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>>39527941
That is absolutely adorable.
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>>39527760
is that... chocolate chip frosting?
>>39527941
Did our BLACK eye parts turn red somehow? Amazing!

Also, does this village have any domesticated animals?
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I've been wondering something. Are we immune to our own venom? If not we could totally use it as a painkiller/Sell it as a Anesthetic
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>>39528104
we are SUPER LIKELY to be immune to our own venom.
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>>39528104
Well most snakes are immune to their own venom so it stands to reason
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>>39528104
We've bitten our lip before, though that might not actually have injected venom
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>>39527604
Apprehension suddenly strikes you like a medicine ball hitting an oblivious toddler from a moving car, but it's all cool because you're on dubious painkillers. What are you going to say exactly? You have to let her know you're here otherwise she'll be upset, probably..... no, you have to think positively. And stop being distracted by that wood grain.

Cora knocks again, giggling slightly "I said go away!"

OK so she's in a bad mood, this is going to be more difficult. Fuck you need to stop looking at that interesting as all fuck oil lamp. Focus...wait idea, you need to build a split personality from scratch, brilliant. Then you won't stutter, but will you still hiss? What about your memories, no that shouldn't- what-... where are you again?
You are one of the cool kids, you tell yourself. You are one of the cool kids, be smooth.

You raise a shaking fist and knock on the door like you would imagine a cool kid would, straining your shoulder's and back when you foolishly try to lie against the wood frame.

No wait, YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO SHOUT THROUGH THE DOOR! There's a frustrated growl from the other side, something about 'by all the gods' and a new swear word that isn't actually English at all but you somehow know means to kill yourself. Whoa.

-cont-
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>>39528192
You are a cool kid, emulate them "h-hey ssssssssissss- I MEAN-" you clench your outstretched arms to your chest in shock causing you to fall face first into the wood door. All is eerily silent on the other side while you rest with your face pressed against the wood like a brat making faces at a passing bus on the way to Disney world. Eerily silent aside from Cora's giggles. In fact you're not sure why you thought it was eerie.

"....H-heeeeeeeey ssss-ssssirena-" you pull your face off the wood, wincing at the pain in your arms and shoulders "i-it's me, k-katie." you nailed it.

There's no response.

A tiny hand grips the door handle and while the door is opening your hear a small commotion on the other side that gets rapidly closer.

Cora is looking back at you smiling as she slithers forward, already partway through the door, everything is suddenly slowing down, and like a quadriplegic man sailing towards a waterfall you get the sinking feeling someones going to get hurt.

>Panic and jam your arm/head in the door

>Try and pull Cora back 1d100 vs a 30

>"Wait stop"

>Write in.

>>39527941
That is fucking a
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>>39528032
Cream cheese with chocolate chips. Later I'll put some chocolate drizzle on it. Right now, I gotta go for an appointment with my Dr. I'll be back with the finished cupcakes in about two hours.

See you guys!
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>>39528201
-dorable

Damned autoposting
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Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>39528201
>Try and pull Cora back 1d100 vs a 30

Wait, what's going on again?
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>>39528201

>Panic and jam arm in door
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>>39528201
>Panic and jam your arm/head in the door
>"W-wait sssstop"
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>>39528201
>"Wait Stop!"
>Panic and jam your arm/head in the door
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>>39528201
>Panic and jam your arm/head in the door
If we get get our torso in the way then our shoulder should bear the brunt...
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>>39528210
Now you're thinking w
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Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>39528201
try and pull cora back
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>Panic and jam your arm/head in the door

Just flop forward suddenly and put your torso through it, then roll about in pain as you suddenly have a bunch of wood jammed into your ribs.

Just flop about like we don't know what we're doing, in general.
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>>39528201
>Panic and jam your arm/head in the door

There is only suffering snek.
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do you guys really want to get hurt again so soon? We've spent the last 3 sessions bedridden and you're all too willing to lay down in front of the train again
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Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>39528201
>Panic and jam your arm/head in the door
No harm must befall our little big sister.
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Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>39528201
>Try and pull Cora back 1d100 vs a 30
Must protect minisnake
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>>39528313
I don't mind developing a martyrcomplex to get some sense of selfesteem and purpose only to get shut down by snakemom and slowly start developing into a real person and not some lump of neurotic behavior
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>>39528303
>>39528314
>>39528279
>>39528231
>>39528222
>>39528219
>>39528218
Wait stop *smash*

Writing
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Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>39528201
>Try and pull Cora back 1d100 vs a 30
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>>39528201
>Panic and jam your arm/head in the door
>"Wait stop"

If we try to pull her back and fail her head (or neck) might be in the door if her sister tries to slam it shut. That would be bad
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>>39528361
God fucking dammit this is retarded.
Players, not Doc
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>>39528385
Dude, we high as fuck. This is the obvious course of action for someone who's thoughts and dexterity are impaired.
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>>39528385
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>>39528361
We are become magikarp, masters of flopping into doors?
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Just noticed, we ARE a cool kid. everyone speks highly of us and we take drugs AND we don't give a shit about it, now that we have taken it
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>>39528465
Shush you, Katie doesn't know that!

Also nice to see we finally have a character sheet.
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>>39528465

There is something of a virtuous cycle in how the best way to stop caring about taking drugs is to take drugs.
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>>39527625
>thought you could delete the evidence eh?
You fucker! That was a peace of shit that should not have seen the light of day! Now my entire reputation as a peddler of quality smut is ruined. RUINED!
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>>39528420
You're right, being somewhat high on weed in character is a perfectly reasonable excuse for an already grievously injured neet to actively attempt to get even more injured.
Thank you for showing me the light anon.
The Light of blowing my own brains out since I wont be needing it here.
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>>39528535
>virtuous cycle
>viscous animals
I love you all guys, just keep coming up with that
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>>39528583
Dude, you're being an idiot, I gladly welcome you blowing your brains out.

Right now the weed is massively dulling the pain as well. We literally don't care about our injuries right now.
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>>39528583

I interpret it more as her moving forward to intervene to prevent Cora from getting hurt, and then stumbling over ourselves. I mean, how someone with only one hind limb trips over herself is beyond me but you get the idea
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>>39528606
>http://pastebin.com/YLaZx7qw
I'm surprised we haven't started masturbating furiously by now. Guess we're too preoccupied to think about doing that.
Guess we're having wet dreams tonight.
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>>39528385
>>39528583
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>>39528636
No, THAT reasoning makes some sense, but that is not the thought process people are putting into that choice, as far as what is being posted.
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Could you please not shit this thread with pointless arguing about the decissions other people make? thank you very much
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>>39528676

Since when have high people been any good at logical thinking?
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>>39528201
She's already halfway through the ajar door, and judging by the sound of scale on wood rapidly closing in from the other side you have to do something, and fast. Or your little big sister will be nicknamed stumpy fingers.

Eyes wide as the sound approaches, you panic. By the time it strikes you as a monumentally bad idea you've lunged forward you've already got most of your head and body inside the room, you catch a glimpse out of the corner of you eye of a panicking snake about to shoulder charge the door.

Oh fuck "WAIT SSSSS-" the door strikes your shoulder, your head slams into the edgy of it temple first, then you stop recollecting events because of the excruciating agony you're in. Fuck. Your can vaguely register your chest and shoulder killing you, Cora shouting and somebody gasping on the other side of the door. you slowly come to realize that you're holding the door open with your head, specifically the temples.

Eyes and face clenched shut you discover that pulling only makes it worse, Cora's shouting for someone to stop and you hear something barreling down the doorway.

---

You are Salvia, you just heard a shitstorm in the back and had a major panic attack. Your barrel around the corner uncaring that you just dented the walls after running into them. Your babies, you're babies are in danger, you heard them screaming.

Heart racing you take in the scene in front of you, the first thing you take notice of is a gigantic tail thrashing about, then you see your baby, your poor sweat baby yelling and pushing against the door- is that Katie? Her head's caught in the door.... HER HEADS CAUGHT IN THE DOOR-

You charge forward over the thrashing green tail panicking like a mother who's baby is about to be run over by a car.

>Sirena sweeti, you need to calm down. CALM DOWN -panic-

>Push the door open 1d100 vs a 80

>write in
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>>39528726
>Sirena sweetie, you need to calm down. CALM DOWN -panic-
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Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>39528726
>>Sirena sweeti, you need to calm down. CALM DOWN -panic-
>Push the door open 1d100 vs a 80
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Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>39528726
>Push the door open 1d100 vs a 80
>AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
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>>39528726
>>Push the door open 1d100 vs a 80
Can we even calm down?
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>>39528726
>Sirena sweeti, you need to calm down. CALM DOWN -panic-
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>>39528726
>Sirena sweeti, you need to calm down. CALM DOWN -panic-
Is Cora the only snek in town that dosent have her panic mode balanced on a hair trigger?
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>>39528726
>>Sirena sweeti, you need to calm down. CALM DOWN -panic-
>
>
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>>39528726
>Sirena sweeti, you need to calm down. CALM DOWN -panic-
>Push the door open 1d100 vs a 80
Damn an 80... either Salvia is weak or Sirena stronk.
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>>39528699
Same could be said about anons.
I wouldnt say anything except it seems so needless and totally out of character, since as far as I can tell, katies entire thing has been avoidance.
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Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>39528726
>Push the door open 1d100 vs a 80
>EVERYONE CALM DOWN
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>>39528788
SIrena is adrenaline rushing and Salvia is a basic lamia. so yeah salvia is weak.
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>>39528726
>>Sirena sweeti, you need to calm down. CALM DOWN -panic-
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>>39528726
>Sirena sweeti, you need to calm down. CALM DOWN -panic-

Also poor katie.

>>39528791
Oy, anon.
I've noticed every single decision made in the last half dozen threads somebody has been harping on about how smart they are and how everyone else is an idiot.
I didn't even vote that last time, but your attitude is really killing the joy of these things.
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>>39528788
My mistake, that was meant to be a 20.

Bear in mind that OP is numerically retarded.
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>>39528831
No no, You should totally roll with it. It's not for pushing open the door, it's for not screwing anything else up.
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Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>39528831
>Push the door open 1d100 vs a 80
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>>39528726
>Sirena sweeti, you need to calm down. CALM DOWN -panic-
>Push the door open 1d100 vs a 80
No reson not to do the other thing when panicing
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>>39528831
Oh.. Ooooh okay I would have voted for that but I saw the 80 and thought "Well fuck."

>>39528726
I'm >>39528756
>Sirena sweetie, you need to calm down. CALM DOWN -panic-

add

>Push the door open 1d100 vs a 80
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>>39528818
Hasnt been me, I barely post at all in these threads. Mostly just read. the only reasons I felt strongly enough to post about it this time was that things seemed both oddly malicious, and to not make sense in character OR out of character.
And really, if someone vocally disagreeing with your opinion is enough to kill your enjoyment, I feel bad for you, but not bad enough to stop. Sorry.
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>>39528756
>>39528773
>>39528783
>>39528784
>>39528787
>>39528788
>>39528796
>>39528817
>>39528818
>>39528856
PANICSNEK

>>39528773
>>39528774
>>39528782
>>39528788
>>39528796
>>39528854
>>39528856
>>39528884
Turning doors into a jars since 1990

I'm sorry guize my bad.
Anywho looks like you panic then push the door open, so delayed response. Writing.
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>>39528914
Dude, it's annoying hearing you whine about how everyone's stupid and unaware of what they're voting for when that's not the case.

You also don't seem to comprehend how to roleplay a character.
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>>39528726
>panic
>open the goddam door
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There's more sorry-not-sorrys in this conversation than a high-school clique
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>>39528914
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He shitposts hard and actually gets bites from people who don't sound entirely retarded?
All he needs to do now is write bad-ends and he could be the new HueHueHue!
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Regarding how they are lighting the place, isn't that were glass was a thing not solely for rich people?
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>>39529064
I thought glass was for booze, not filthy water.
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>>39528726
>enterence
Massive kek
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>>39529064
>>39529072
It's probably float glass. Which could say something about this world's technological sate if I actually knew what the fuck I was talking about.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Float_glass
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>>39529089
>coming to a great doorway
>a golem comes alive and starts speaking
>¨WHO ARE YOU TO SEEK ENTERENCE INTO THESE GREAT HALLS?¨
>fail will safe critical.
>your character can't stop laughing and dies of a heart attack
Who allowed dyslexic mages?!
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>>39529064
Funnily enough making a largish sheet of very cloudy but still translucent glass for a window is actually much simpler then making a well shaped glass drinking vessel.
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>>39529236
Op is a faggot. But he's our faggot.
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so is Sirena actively pushing the door trying to make a Katie sandwich?
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>>39529397
I think a lot of it is just freaking out.
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>>39529397
Yep. She shoulder rammed the door. Katie's head got stuck. She's still leaning/shoving on the door.
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>>39529397
I think she's panicking because the big scary person who killed a panther barehanded is attempting to enter her room. Possibly to get revenge on her for being the cause of the fight with the panther.
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>>39529397
Good god; that would be horrifying
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>>39529414
Speaking of freaking out did we ever find out if the whole 'unhinge jaw thing' was an unusual trait or not?
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>>39529453
nnnot really!

I think it's because we're a naga and they're a lamia or some shit.
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>>39529453
Probably unusual since no one else can do it.
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>>39529464
Given littlest sneks reaction I don't think they can do it
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>>39529429
That seems likely

>>39529453
Doubt it, I believe it is just. "Not polite" like leaning on the table with your elbows, or rubbing your crotch in public.

>>39529464
B- but the character sheet says lamia...
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Nothing good can happen it seems.
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>>39529510
When did we we a character sheet?
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>>39529510
>B- but the character sheet says lamia...
>Mfq Salvia and her daughters were actually Naga all along.....
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>>39529510
I believe Naga is one of the subspecies that Lamia can evolve into
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>>39529534
>>39529510
no no no, they're the lamia, we're the naga. I believe this to be true.
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>>39529527
>http://pastebin.com/YLaZx7qw

This thread apparently.
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When are we going to kill Sirena?
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>>39529649
After we kiss her dumb nut
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>>39529649
I'd much rather take her out hunting and show her the ropes. Having a hunting partner would make things much easier.
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>>39529649
fuck off, shadow the hedgehog.
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>>39529649
Depending on what she does in the next update she might need tased....
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>>39529649
Not until she tries to kill us on purpose. Right now I think she's freaking out on us.
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>>39529671
>>39529678
>>39529690
I didn't mean it of course. She just happens to be the cause of a lot of our problems. And it's not like we can talk it out with her.
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>>39528726
By the time you get to the door your baby turns towards you looking understandably distressed "mommy!", your first instinct is to hug her but your hands are all over the place and you don't know what to do, you have no idea what's going on, there's a familiar gasping sound on the other side of the door that makes your heart race. Face crunched up in fret and your entire body shaking your hands briefly hover over poor Katie weighing up whether or not it'd be a good idea to just pull her out before you shout "Sirena, honey, I need you to calm down, please calm down!"

Your heart aches as you hear Katie groan and paw weakly at the door, you feel so useless that all you can do is hug softly, a split second later your arm is levering the door open then pushing it all the way, the poor child drops to the floor grasping her head and curling up into a ball. You're on her in a split second, hugging and pouring over her for injury while Cora pats her down all. Looks like it's just bruising, but that must have been horrifically painful all the same.

Tears are welling up in your eyes "Katie!-" you gasp "Katie are you OK!" Cora is yelling for you, and you hug both of them. You're going to have to make so much tea after this is over.

Interrupting the heavy breathing there's a familiar whimper from the other side of the door that reminds you of when your daughter used to come sleep in her parents bed because she was scared of the dark. Your babies scared and she needs you. Gingerly letting go after giving them a reassuring rub on the arms you get up and slither around the door. It's always dark in Sirena's room, but behind the door you find her immediately, she looks up hesitantly and the expression just breaks your heart. Even in the dark you can read it, there's guilt, panic a lot of fear. She needs you.
-cont-
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>>39529728

"Sirena"

"mom I-i-" her eyes clench shut and she breaks into tears, you're on her in a second and she hugs you back for once. Again, you're going to make so much tea after this.

-

You are Katie black and you head hurts like a motherfucker. There's a pair of tiny arms around your sides what make you feel warm and fuzzy if not still completely fucked. What the hell is wrong with you, putting your head in the door like that. At least Cora wasn't hurt but still, holy fuck that hurt.

You're starting to relax, though your jaws still clenching like a man trapped ass first in a tank full of invasive sex-eels, it's actually kinda nice on this hard wooden floor come to think about it. Hell life is nice in general.

"What happened dear?"

You hear what you assume to be Sirena sobbing "I-I panicked -" and Salvia repeatedly saying that it's OK. Well fuck you knew that was going to go terribly, but this just got really emotional all of a sudden. You seem to be some kind of magnet for drama.

You slowly get off the ground and wipe the tears out of year eyes, because of course you cried. Crying is your thing.

A hand you didn't realize was gripping lets go of your shoulder and you look at the small snake puffing her cheeks out. She goes to slither around the door.

>Stop her.

>Follow her.

>Stay here and admire the awesomely shit oil lamps

Sorry that took so long, it was a mindfuck to write.
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>>39529747
>>Stay here and admire the awesomely shit oil lamps
you know what, maybe let's just sit here for a minute and recover from head trauma.
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>>39529747
>Follow her.
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>>39529747
>Stay here and admire the awesomely shit oil lamps

Fire~
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>>39529747
>Run away you don't belong here.
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>>39529747
I have no idea what's going.

>Screw this. Go show the monkeys whos boss.
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>>39529747
>Follow her
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>>39529747
>>Stop her.
And hug her. In a totally platonic way. Hugs are nice.
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>>39529747
>Stay here and admire the awesomely shit oil lamps
Yeah... that's the stuff. Oil lamps, man.
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>>39529747
>Stay here and admire the awesomely shit oil lamps
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>>39529747
>>Stay here and admire the awesomely shit oil lamps
Head hurts. Fire pretty. Look at Fire.

Also,
>you're going to make so much tea after this.
is pretty much Salvia's default response to everything traumatic.
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>>39529747
>Stay here and admire the awesomely shit oil lamps
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>>39529747
>Stop her.
>Hug time.
Hello boss
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>>39529163
or OP is a dipshit.

>>39529089
>>39529236
I literally cannot tell why that is spelled wrong.

>>39529558
Salvia is also a naga, Naga are stage two Lamia.
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>>39529747
>Stay here and admire the awesomely shit oil lamps
Let's just let things take their course this time. Trying to intervene now can only make mattes more muddled.
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>>39529747
>>Follow her.
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>>39529747
>http://pastebin.com/YLaZx7qw
>Stay here and admire the awesomely shit oil lamps
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>>39529827
It's spelled 'entrance'.
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I think we need to stop trying to do things right now. Just lay there and try not to have a concussion. We wanted to find out what was wrong with Sirena, and if we stay we will.
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>>39529827
Enterence.
Entrence.
Entrance.
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>>39529747
>Follow her.
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>>39529747
>Stay here and admire the awesomely shit oil lamps
Feel like this is more IC
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>>39529747
>Stay here and admire the awesomely shit oil lamps

When snake mom inevitably asks what we were up to explain we were feeling a bit better and just wanted to talk to Sirena.
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>>39529747
>follow her

Apologize because it's probably our fault

We just wanted to talk and make sure Serena doesn't hate us because we were scary and she ran away
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>>39529855
Thissss.
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>>39529747
eavesdrop
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>>39529747
>Go back to bed
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>>39529764
>>39529775
>>39529813
>>39529817
>>39529822
>>39529823
>>39529837
>>39529849
>>39529865
>>39529874
Tripping out

>>39529772
>>39529782
>>39529875
Follow the magic snake midget.

>>39529779
>>39529781 (me neither)
Run away? contemplate running away?

>>39529811
>>39529824
Staph smallsnek

OK writing after I take a brief break to unfuck myself
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>>39529747
>Stay here and admire the awesomely shit oil lamps
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>>39529964
Clearly we should have stopped small snek.

Because Salvia and Serina are having a heart to heart and small snek is going to march in and demand to know why Serina was being mean.

Or to chastise her in some other way.

Overall she'll calm and they'll have a family moment... while we lie out in the hallway. Alone. As we should be.

Hopefully while tripping about how great lamps are we won't feel the crippling sadness.
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We've really need to call a family meeting for the whole family later.

So many goddamn misunderstandings are happening here that wrapping my head around it will require a gold brick and a slice of lemon.
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>>39530009
Well, when that happens, I suggest the following action.

>Get fed up with this shit and call a family meeting

YOU THREE. LIVING ROOM. NOW.

Serina, will you PLEASE tell your mum why you ran off into the forest? You pinned my head to your doorframe after I came to see if you were okay from the panther fight, YOU OWE ME.

Salvia, can you PLEASE tell both of us why you don't want us going into the forest? And can you PLEASE tell us the REAL REASON?

And Cora, please, please, bring me more of my medication. Just the whole box, please...
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>>39530040
Is "gold brick" a brand of tequila? It sounds like one.
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>>39530065
doooon't do that much weeeeed.
You'll get siiiick!
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>>39530040
I'd advice to administer lithiumsalts
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Shit I thought OP died
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>>39530082
Reference to a book.
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>>39530065
Salvia would go nuts if the babbling little month old snake suddenly stood up, spoke clearly and with authority beyond her....days.....
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>>39530092
It's for the family. We all need to be really fucking mellowed out after this meeting.
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>>39530134
If think we'll actually be able to say all that without fucking up?

We're going to start crying and it'll end up mostly whining for answers.
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>>39530121
>hearts from tip of tail
L-lewd.
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>>39530065
Pretty sure if we did this Salvia would check to see if she was trippin balls.
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>>39530065
Wow. It's almost like you don't understand the main character in the slightest bit.
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>>39530134
It would be funny.

We just need to channel a cool level headed person for a few second then collapse back to our usual spaghetti snake self
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>>39530065
Yeah because that's totally in character! RIGHT GUYZ! (Fucking sarcasm)
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>>39530134
I know, but I think by this point we just need to get this all out into the open, because holy shit, dog, you folks just need to talk to each other about shit, man, you guys are really harshing my cool...
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>>39530065
>>39530134
>>39530174

But we're high right now. So.. really it'd just come off as a one month old babbling while tripping about family and meetings.
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>>39530183
Hey, we chose the angry option in dream world. I think it would make sense to get stuff between them out into the open, cause we don't want to deal with Serina being an idiot and Salvia freaking out about it repeatedly.
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>>39530265
It's still out of damn character for our NEET snake to do that
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>>39530281
Can't be NEET forever it would be one instance of willpower that would drain us for a long time but it would be the first step towards not being so much of a fuck up
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>>39529827

Do brits pronounce entrance with 3 syllables? Serious question
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>>39530329
You haven't ever struggled with willpower in your entire life have you?
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>>39530281
So was running into the damn forest in the first place to save a little girl snekling, but here we are...
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>>39529747
You lean against the wall clutching your head, back slightly hunched, idly watching as small snake gets into an argument/ tantrum over how mean Sirena is. It's about as interesting as it is depressing. You apear to have caused some kind of family feud, it takes you back.

You remember when you were a little non-reptilian preschool girl, eves dropping from the stairs while your mother argued over the phone always fascinated you, what usually got her into tears was an argument over child support, she'd mention you quite a bit while she thought you weren't around, never anything mean just... there was something about you being there that drove her marriage apart and caused her all sorts of grief. Now you're causing even more grief, there's quite a lot of shouting going on behind the door, even Salvia is yelling for her kids to shut up.

The arm clutching your temple drops limply and you adopt a rather blank expression as you patiently stand and listen to them squabble, there's a lot of crying too. You give a small humorless chuckle, you're still fascinated by people arguing, even when it's your fault, especially when it's your fault, you guess in the past you sorta liked the attention in a odd schadenfreude sort of way. That's kinda sick, you're kinda sick.

You start slithering back up the hallway admiring the shitty oil lanterns, fuck this, you're going back to bed. They'll probably resolve it faster without you around anyway.

man....

This pot sure helps with depression.

-

You just manage to collapse onto the bed when Salvia burst in behind you "KATIE, oh, there you are, thank the gods I was worried" When you don't answer but rather continue lying face down she slithered over and puts a hand on your shoulder "a-are you OK?"

>Write in?
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>>39530408
>Write in?
"Sorry" seems traditional here.

Either that or a simple affirmation of being all right.
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>>39530408
>sorry...
>i don't like it when people fight.
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>>39530408
>Sandwiches are better than shitmonkeys
>sorry
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>>39530408
>N-no.....Ssssshe t-thinkssss i'm a m-monster doesssssn't sssssshe.....
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>>39530408
>Sorry

Christ lady. Kid gets her head slammed in a door.. and you leave her on the floor to go talk to the kid who's shaken up because she slammed her head in a door?
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>>39530408
Groan. "Sorry"
"Oil lanterns are the shit"
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>>39530408
>>39530460
I like it. But shit.. might be better to ask if we're a monster.
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>>39530461
Bad parent is a fucking bad parent
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>>39530460
I like this. Supporting. But throw in a few "Sorry"s
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>>39530402
I don't know if that's a compliment or what but willpower allows people to do thing that they wouldn't normal do for a short time it won't change you forever but you can push through for a short time it won't be a lasting change but if we do it quick before we lose our nerve we could do something like that it will be hard and won't last long but we could do something
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>>39530408
Sorry.

Does Serina think I'm a monster?
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>>39530408

Hey you're getting adventurous with your writing and it shows; I like it!
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>>39530408
>Sorry
>Everything is ok. I'm ok.
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>>39530460
Voting something along these lines...
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>>39530408
Not really, apparently Sirena wants be dead.
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I think after this we should time skip. I wanna hunt things again. Jungle Battle!
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>>39530493
>>39530480
Shit, forget what I said.

"Am I a monster?" Yes. Ask that.
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This:
>>39530460
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>>39530460
Second, But throw in some sorry's
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>>39530408
>sorry I'm crashing your family relations
>be depressed
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>>39530460
All of my this.
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>>39530408

Explain that we're worried Sirena thinks we're a monster (dramatic irony given Salvia's own anxiety) and ask Savlia what we should do about it
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>>39530460
Let's go with this, but with a few more sorrys.
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>>39530437
>>39530448
>>39530457
>>39530460
>>39530461
>>39530467
>>39530480
>>39530493
>>39530497
>>39530501
>>39530518
>>39530532
So basically Sorry, am I a monster?
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>>39530496
That's not how life works. Willpower isn't a meter that you drain and need to refill. Get off 4chan and get a life before you fuck up your grades.
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>>39530461
She actually did that didn't she..

>>39530565
Seems so
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>>39530565
Looks to be that way, Doc.
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>>39530569
It is if you're mildly depressed or under high stress and/or anxiety.
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>>39530569
not that guy, but it really sort of is. It's also got one of them individual-stat experience systems like odin sphere.
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>>39530565

That + ask for help because we Katie feels helpless
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NOW IS THE TIME! Rapid Fire!

>am I a monster?
>why do I have horns?
>what's evolution?
>where is my mom?
>what will happen to me?
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>>39530635
Where is my mom?

For more heart wrenching may want to phrase it:

Why don't I have a mom?

That way if she says that we do we can ask why she doesn't want us.
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>>39530653
stop framing things for maximum tragedy, anon.
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>>39530635
This whole thing just keeps getting darker. Maybe this is the low point for the bounce back?
At least we aren't dieing in the woods.
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>>39530682
But isn't that what this is about?

>>39530686
Being dead in the woods would be a bit brighter.
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>>39530682
I feel like there are some people here entirely for the tragedy and want to make Katie suffer as much as possible. Especially if you consider the last several votes.
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>>39530686
I like how for a normal person saving someone's life and being the town hero would be the shit. But for Katie it's just, well, shit.
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>>39530715
>isn't that what this is about
No, it's about adorbs spaghetti snakes.
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>>39530565
>So basically Sorry, am I a monster?
Sure!
Also ask if serena will ever talk to us again.
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You stare at salvia tearfully before asking "Aa-am I a monster?" before sobbing some more... Salvia stutters and runs out of the room, you begin to cry uncontrollably on the bed... Suddenly you hear a strange noise from the other room, as if a river had begun flowing rapidly. Suddenly the door bursts open, as massive amounts of scalding tea pours into the room. You struggle against the tide of tea, flailing in an attempt to keep from drowning in tea. You notice the roof getting closer and closer before it is upon you. Three days later someone finally checks on Salvias house, to find everyone inside drowned in delicious sweet tea. They say that you can still faintly smell spaghetti and tea in that house to this day, despite the best efforts of the village.

>Reroll character
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>>39530861
WHERE'S THE SMUT HUE!?
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>>39530861
Okay, that's pretty funny.
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>>39530861
TEA. EVERYTHING CAN BE SOLVED WITH MORE TEA.
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>>39530890
ITS ON THE FUCKING PAID DEBTS LIST YOU BLIND FUCK!
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>>39530890
Up at the top. Don't you read the OP?
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>>39530890
He's good, boss, Sergei got the smut from him.
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>>39530565
Crawliiiiiing in my skiiiiiiiiin.
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>>39530861
Mr Hue! You know full well, you may not leave our tract without taking the extra medication beforehand... Now let's get back into your room, shall we?
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>>39530999
Are we molting already?
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>>39530999
>>39531075
>Starting to molt
>A bug gets caught under our skin and starts crawling around in a particular un-peeled bit
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>>39531124
>there's a crunching sound when snek rolls over
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>>39531124
While we're at it just give her snake leprosy and frame her for theft.
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>>39531149
>It's a cockroach, it doesn't care and keeps crawling.
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>>39531167
Naw. Real mother comes back. Salvia is overjoyed. Dumps us off on her. She doesn't want us. Tells us as much and leaves us at the edge of the woods to die.
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>>39531207
Then we do what we were going to do from the beginning.
Uncle eddie's.
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>>39531228
Well clearly by that time he's over at Salvia's having a nice dinner. And we're clearly unwelcome.
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>>39531207
Then snekmum looks just like mum, and then we get a flashback to what happened in the dream.
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>>39531272
Speaking of appearances did we ever get a mirror to look at ourself? I want to see what Katie thinks of herself compared to her human appearance.
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>>39531342
She did check out her reflection in some pond of water in the jungle. She thinks it's very not-ginger, which is a good start.
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>>39531364
Yeah but was that before or after our first shed? Cause if I remember right we were fully green till our first evolution/shed. And we didn't have the nubs.
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Wait, the thread is still going? Yes, I finally caught up
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>>39531417
man we're still fully green.
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>>39531446
Our hair/horns are black.
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>>39531472
Nnnnot the part we're talking about.
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>>39531207
>Real mother comes back. Salvia is overjoyed. Dumps us off on her. She doesn't want us. Tells us as much.
The only reason I took you in was because I couldn't stand to see a child alone. But now you're not alone! Now you can get the hell away from my children! Goodbye!
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>>39530408
You mumble miserably into the sheets:
>N-no.....Ssssshe t-thinkssss i'm a m-monster doesssssn't sssssshe.....

There's a brief moment of silence before you feel gentle arms surround you and a soft voice saying "Oh Katie, that's not true, she doesn't understand-" There's a gulp "you know this is my fault, I never talked to her about.. what happened"

You feel yourself being pulled off the sheets and hugged, you run your hand along her forearm just thinking, Sirena does think your a monster. And maybe you are. You kill dangerous predators with your bare hands then eat them raw, that's pretty fucked up.

You hear salvia mumbling something but you're too deep in thought to really listen or pay attention "I'm sorry I left you on the floor back there, I'm the worst mother ever"

You feel her stroking her hair again and it's really nice, makes you space out as you stare into the bed "My daughter's really sorry about what she did dear, she just panicked, she's-"

You're too busy reliving the past week and a half in your head to take notice of what she's saying. Honestly maybe you should just run away, you don't deserve to live with and ruin such a nice family. Your frowning at the bed while she brushes your hair and whispers things you're not really paying attention too. "I-i'll make you all something to eat, we can have a nice family dinner to make up for it...Katie?"
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>>39531655
You don't really look at her, more frowning at the floor like it was a storm-drain you dropped your phone down. "h-hey ssssal-sssalvia..." You croak.

She whispers back "What is it Katie?"

"....a-am I a monssssster?"

She stares at you like you were caught masturbating with a live fish by room service.

Then you feel her hug you tight, the ache knocks you out of your stupor.

She cries firmly but clear on the verge of tears "No, Katie no, don't you ever think that"

"You're such a sweat little girl, you are not and will never be a monster" All you can really do at this point is struggle to breath inside her large cleavage. But it's nice, the sentiment not the cleavage. Well ok that too, but for non-lewd reasons.

You end up being hugged for a good minute before a smaller set of hands curl around your waist from the bedside.

You're in the center of a family snake ball, well almost. Out in the hallway you Sirena enter, standing inside the room and watching sadly, looking pretty depressed in all honestly. You feel bad for her, even while high as a kite and being hugged by soft snake bodies. She looks away sharply when she realizes you were staring back, her frown deepens, eyes sad.

You really are worst snake, there doesn't even need to be a solid concrete reasons, you just feel it in your heart to be true.

-cont-
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>>39531655
well, family dinners are nice.
>>39531680
dangit sirena, we don't mean to get you into hot water, it just sort of happens!
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>>39531680

Dinner was delicious, incredibly delicious. Best dinner you ever had in any life... you spent a few hours playing with Cora drawing skeletons then promptly passed the fuck out. Over the next few days it seemed like all Sirena did was avoid you, it didn't bother you as much as it should considering you spent the rest of the week blazed out of your tiny anti-social mind, which was awesome.

But it still bothered you, you felt and still feel guilty for most likely making her feel like a prisoner in her own home. And as you got better you ever slow slowly noticed something, it seemed like Salvia never really left you alone with her kids, maybe you were just paranoid but she never left the house.

Sadly enough you were taken off your medicine yesterday, so life is back to being boring and not stoned. But at least you could technically go outside again?

Choose a skill you practiced while spending a whole week blazed as lost and confused janitor in a burning underground cannabis farm. Choose 2.

>Drawing- you graduated from scribbles and stick figures to crude sketches.

>Basic first aid (you watched Salvia change your bandages)

>Very basic literature. you're learning the alphabet, it's phonetic so it should be easy of shit once you sort out these weird ass symbols.

>Fundamentals of alchemy
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>>39531680
>you are not and will never be a monster

That sounded like a challenge.
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>>39531680
nooooo, Katie is a good snek
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>>39531708
>Drawing- you graduated from scribbles and stick figures to crude sketches.
>Fundamentals of alchemy
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>>39531708
>>Very basic literature. you're learning the alphabet, it's phonetic so it should be easy of shit once you sort out these weird ass symbols.
>Drawing- you graduated from scribbles and stick figures to crude sketches.

Is Cora getting better too?
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>>39531708

>Very basic literature. you're learning the alphabet, it's phonetic so it should be easy of shit once you sort out these weird ass symbols.

>Fundamentals of alchemy

No matter how hard we draw, we never improve at it.
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>>39531708
>Drawing- you graduated from scribbles and stick figures to crude sketches
>Fundamentals of alchemy
Who needs writting when we can draw.
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>>39531708
>>Very basic literature. you're learning the alphabet, it's phonetic so it should be easy of shit once you sort out these weird ass symbols.

>>Basic first aid (you watched Salvia change your bandages)

also choose 1 or 2? its worded kinda weirdly
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>>39531680

Cathartic hugs, yay!
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>>39531708
>Drawing- you graduated from scribbles and stick figures to crude sketches.
I wanna go for drawing, but learning to read would be super handy so I'm voting for either of these
>Very basic literature. you're learning the alphabet, it's phonetic so it should be easy of shit once you sort out these weird ass symbols.
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>>39531708
>Drawing- you graduated from scribbles and stick figures to crude sketches.
>Basic first aid (you watched Salvia change your bandages)
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>>39531708
>Drawing- you graduated from scribbles and stick figures to crude sketches.
>>
>>39531708

>Very basic literature. you're learning the alphabet, it's phonetic so it should be easy of shit once you sort out these weird ass symbols.

>Fundamentals of alchemy
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>>39531755
Oh, choose 2.
Hurrrrrr durrrrr
>>
Y'all with our luck, First aid might be necessary
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>>39531708
>>Drawing- you graduated from scribbles and stick figures to crude sketches.
>>Fundamentals of alchemy
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>>39531708
I'm torn between drawing and alchemy.
Drawing because of cora, and alchemy because that reminds us of rpgs.
I'm not gonna learn the alphabet ; if I'm lost in a medieval shithole, at least one advantage has to be not going to school or equivalent.

>>39531655
>I'm the worst mother ever
Isn't that the first time Salvia explicitely said she considered us as her daughter ?
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>>39531708
>Very basic literature. you're learning the alphabet, it's phonetic so it should be easy of shit once you sort out these weird ass symbols.

>Drawing- you graduated from scribbles and stick figures to crude sketches.
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>>39531708
>Drawing- you graduated from scribbles and stick figures to crude sketches.
>Very basic literature. you're learning the alphabet, it's phonetic so it should be easy of shit once you sort out these weird ass symbols.
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>>39531708
>Drawing- you graduated from scribbles and stick figures to crude sketches.
>Basic first aid (you watched Salvia change your bandages)
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>a week has passed
give us a TIT STATUS REPORT, doc!
>>39531780
yeah, but reading is fundamental.
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>>39531708
>Drawing- you graduated from scribbles and stick figures to crude sketches.
>Fundamentals of alchemy
>>
>not wanting to become a medieval manga artist

This is our second life! Let's not screw up!
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>>39531741
No she's still shit

>>39531751
Choose 2, op is a re-tard.

>>39531793
you could take it that way if you want anon
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>>39531708
>Basic first aid (you watched Salvia change your bandages)

>Fundamentals of alchemy
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>>39531793
But we've already been slightly screwed over by not being able to read and we don't want to burden Salvia any more then we have to
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>>39531708
>Drawing- you graduated from scribbles and stick figures to crude sketches.
>Very basic literature. you're learning the alphabet, it's phonetic so it should be easy of shit once you sort out these weird ass symbols.
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>>39531824
>TIT STATUS REPORT
Do you want the bad news or the unrelated news?
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>>39531824
You're not wrong, that's why I voted for both
>>
Counting votes, nothing after this post counts. heads up.
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>>39531708
>reading and drawing
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>>39531708
>>Drawing- you graduated from scribbles and stick figures to crude sketches.
We WILL introduce the glory of yaoi to this world!
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>>39531708

La litérature, quelle question!
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I cannot decide if I enjoy it more if we get better at drawing, or if we just keep drawing forever while sucking at it.
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Drawing will take a long time to develop. But it will be worth it as we could use it to go off onto all sorts of other artforms.

Reading is needed, but we don't have to become /lit/. After mastery of the basics, we are good.
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>>39531824
Flatter than last time we checked.
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>>39531708
>>Basic first aid (you watched Salvia change your bandages)
>>Very basic literature. you're learning the alphabet, it's phonetic so it should be easy of shit once you sort out these weird ass symbols.


We need to read, and we get hurt a lot
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>>39531943
NOOOooooooo
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>>39531708
>Drawing- you graduated from scribbles and stick figures to crude sketches.

>Fundamentals of alchemy
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>>39531728
>>39531741
>>39531748
>>39531755
>>39531757
>>39531759
>>39531792
>>39531793
>>39531796
>>39531815
>>39531816
>>39531827
>>39531865
Becoming a medieval manga artist, katie black, first of her name, grand servayer of yoai.
>13

>>39531751
>>39531757
>>39531816
Medic snek
>3

>>39531741
>>39531743
>>39531751
>>39531755
>>39531763
>>39531796
>>39531815
>>39531824
>>39531865
literate snake.. kinda.
>9

>>39531728
>>39531743
>>39531748
>>39531763
>>39531792
>>39531793
>>39531838
Alchemisnek
>7

Looks like literacy really is essential. And drawing, draw while stoned is fun.

Writing
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>>39531708
>>Basic first aid (you watched Salvia change your bandages)
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>>39531993
damn.
hey medic snakes, want to form a rebel alliance to ensure alchemy and medicine make an appearance later on?
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>>39531993
>we publish a medieval version of Star Wars
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>>39531880
>Lamia Yaoi


"Katie, Cora, what are you two drawin... Oh dear."
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>>39532010
I'm fine with that, gotta stay alive
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>>39532026
Yes. Maybe next time we gain skills we'll do that.
When the context is "helping at alchemy shop" maybe. Instead of "bedridden kindergarden with little snake" like we've been doing.
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>>39531708
How many penises do male men have?
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I'm still waiting on Katie to figure out she's electric (Boogie woogie, woogie)
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>>39531993
>medieval manga artist
Oah god, I didn't think of this. I'm taking back my vote >>39531827 and changing it to books.
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>>39532064
As many as Katie can draw.
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>>39532064
generally, one.
If it's a snake, maybe two?

Then we estimate how big men are based on how big we are, and, well, yeah.
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>>39532064
male lamia* fuck
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>>39532069
We find that out next time we take a bath, by accidentally tasing ourself
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>>39532119
we only stopped because we felt something happening~
We won't have that problem in private.
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>>39531708
>it seemed like Salvia never really left you alone with her kids
Someone explain this to me please. That monster talk get to her? Is she tired of all the trouble centered around us? Is she just keeping an eye on the baby?
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>>39532225
any number of things.
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>>39532225
She thinks we're a monster and doesn't want us alone with the kids. If her thinking hasn't changed from before.

If it has.

She doesn't want us getting hurt again. Last time one of her daughter did slam our head in a door.
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>>39532225
Keeping an eye on us, yeah. But probably more because she's worried we'll get weird(er) ideas and wants to be there to reaffirm to Katie she's a good person and not at all a monster, and less because she thinks we want to eat her other children.

We fought a panther to save Sirena, and she was perfectly fine with leaving us and little big sister Cora alone in one room. We've been drawing and learning what the letter for "ssssss" looks like so we can avoid it. I doubt she thinks Katie's a danger to her and her other children.
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>>39532225
Well first off, she had that worry about Katie being too feral. That's probably wearing off, though.
Second, Katie is injured and she's worried for her, so she wants to keep watch. Especially as we're on drugs and prone to getting our head door-jammed.

Thirdly, I expect that after that forest visit, Sirena is GROUNDED FOR LIFE and Salvia keeps watch on her.
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are our horn nubs sharp like in the OP picture?
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>>39532443

idk if they're sharp they're more nubs like pic related at the moment
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>>39532509
Op picture is cuter. Therefore op picture.
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>>39532509
i was just think even if they're small but sharp we can still use them as a physical weapon, not just as a conduit for sparks
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>>39532549
>Using horns as weapons
>Not our poison fangs
>Not our girth.

Anon you ok over there?
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>>39531708
You spent so much time drawing, oh Jesus. You drew like it was a substitute for the internet, and for once in your life you might have actually done something productive. Your drawings are still shit.... but, you wonder. Could you be this worlds first yoai manga artist, hell you could be a professional pornographic graphic novelist, you're just starting out after all and you're already buzzing with ideas.

Another fun thing to do while stoned out of your shy little mind was listening to Salvia read you bed time stories, they were shit, utterly shit. But you were so stoned they were good, that or you just watched salvia's mouth move. it's so strange how the sounds she makes sound nothing like English, yet are. Regardless you picked up a few letters, and like English this alphabet is phonetic. it's also got 30 characters for some bastard reason.

Oh, and that other thing happened. You had your chest De-bandaged and discovered AA cup breasts. What followed was a very awkward explanation by Salvia about buying bra's that you never ever want to relive.

There was also that one incident with Cora when you asked about her dad while stoned.

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You were sitting drawing a crude sketch of a bonfire mimic in coal when the idea crossed your mind, where are Cora and Sirena's parents?

Were they just one night stands? Wheres the dad and is he ever coming back.

"ssssssss-ssssso cora, I wassssssss meaning to asssssssk, I mean I wassssss wondering. W-where is Ssssssalvia'sss cock?" you got a odd stares before she called you 'a silly' and informed you that girls in fact do not have dicks.

"O-Oh i-i m-meant h-husss-hussssband", your face went red and you started scribbling mindlessly on the page as your friend giggled at your expense.

She just shrugged "I never met my daddy"
-cont-
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>>39532679

-

You had to beg her not to tell anyone about that. She told Salvia. It was another really awkward and unnecessary explanation.

Right now you find yourself wearing your new hoodie, or more just a shirt with a hood stitched on it, which yes is basically a crude hoodie. You love hoodies, they're so anti-social. Sundas, or Sunday as you insist on calling it mentally, Or at least this one in particular is apparently a human religious holiday, nothing new there. Something about an eclipse.....

Point is Eddie finally got some time off work, meaning Salvia will let you outside for once. You already paid salvia back after being so stoned you gained the courage to whine at her until she took your money, from the pile she was safekeeping. Eddie still insists you never owed him anything, even though you destroyed his shirt and made him late for work that one time.

You're going to be moving into the attic soon, or at least when Salvia gets around to buying a bed. You feel really bad for making her sleep wherever she's sleeping, you should buy her something nice. Hell you should buy everyone something nice. Right now you're still slumped on salvia's bed, because even you get worn out from social interaction.

>It's a dick move but I'm getting tired, as you can see by my shit writing. Tune in next time for shopping and maybe solar eclipses. Sorry.
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>>39532694
Thanks for running, this is the first one I've managed to catch in time
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>>39532694
>04/23/15(Thu)19:01:09 No.39532694
Its a fair place to stop I guess. I mean you did just finish a small time lapse.
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>>39532694
quick, force eddie to accept 23 gold. At least.
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>>39532064
Depends how kinky they are, some have hemi-peens after getting frisky with a knife.
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>>39532727
Dear god I made every mistake ever with this post.
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>>39532727
>>04/23/15(Thu)19:01:09 No.39532694
You lucky bastard.
>04/24/15(Fri)01:01:09 No.39532694
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>>39532694
thanks for running!
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>>39532694
Thread was decently long, thanks for running.
>where's salvia's cock
Oh my.

But man... That week we spent recovering... It's doing a real number on our kills/day count. Gonna have to make up for that with some rabbit genocide or something.
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>>39532746
okay, so they have normal peens. About 9 inches long, too, given how we can only hold about that much in our throat and lower regions. I have deduced this with detectivework and guessing how long half a girl's arm is.
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>>39532763
We could start zapping bugs.
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That's for running, Doc.

Sidequest time, I guess. Don't really know what I'm doing with that. But haha let's go anyway
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>>39532746

Are you suggesting genital mutilation or am I just too tired ?
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>>39532820
for only 0-1XP, screw that
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>>39532763
>>39532763
"KATIE WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! THERE'S BLOOD EVERYWHERE"

"My K/D is good but my overall score is shit. Nobody cares about K/D if you can't help your team. I had to raise my score per minute"
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>>39532845
>implying
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>>39532820
We could try to make a go-go dancer cage made of chicken wire, then hang it up outside and zap bugs with our body while they fly into the light we conjured with our illusions.
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>>39532858
>>39532820
>implying we have a choice
Zzzap
Zzzap
Zzzzzzzap
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>>39532899
This sounds like a creative way to grind for XP on a summer's evening. Whatever, I guess now we are spaghetti bug zappa snek
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>>39532903
Drawfags get on this
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>>39532858
But the number of kills, man. The number of kills!

And imagine frying a nest of wasps at once. Wasps have to be worth at least 2-3xp, and there'll be a couple hundred of them.
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>>39532903
Bugs fly between our horns, get passively zapped, suddenly Katie has a pile of insect corpses on her head.
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>>39532942
Wasps are assholes. I have to admit the idea is growing on me.
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>>39532942
Quantity does has a quality of its own
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>>39532949
>light bug covered sobs
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>>39532954
>We finally found the one use for smoke powers...
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There's a snap. A sudden crack, like glass shattering. Your head suddenly feels like it is engulfed in cold water, a sudden relief washing over your sore bones and aching wounds. For a brief, wonderful moment your head is clear of all worries, a great weight lifted off of your shoulders. The sound of the outside world has dulled to silence. Suddenly, the air is filled with the sound of flapping wings, and scolding knowledge pierce your brain like a branding iron. Your body convulses and you clutch you skull, your head throbbing, feeling like you just got smashed over the head with a gold brick wrapped in lemon.

You push yourself up, forcing your eyes open to look about the room. Did the colors get brighter? The entire room seems to be lit up equally, without any source of light. You look slowly, over to the door of Salvia's room, muffled sounds of scales sliding across flooring emanating from somewhere beyond. You are Katie Black. At least, you think you are. And you remember. The people you know are now gone from this home, but you are not alone. You know this. You dread not look out the window, your headache seems to get worse just thinking about the last time you did. With your new-found strength, you start thinking you should do something.

>Grab furniture from around Salvia's room and use it to barricade the door.

>Hide. (Can choose this with first option.)

>Get up and go out and talk to them.

>Talk to them, but wait for them to come to you.

(If choosing to talk, write in what you want to talk about.)
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>>39533296
>>Hide. (Can choose this with first option.)
We are a scared, confused little girl that is very scared and confused.
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>>39533296
>Grab furniture from around Salvia's room and use it to barricade the door.

>Hide. (Can choose this with first option.)
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>>39533296
>>Grab furniture from around Salvia's room and use it to barricade the door.
>>Hide. (Can choose this with first option.)
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>>39533296
>Grab furniture from around Salvia's room and use it to barricade the door.
>Hide. (Can choose this with first option.)
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>>39533296
>Grab a chair

We're going for the belt tonight, wrestling fans!
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>>39533296
>Grab furniture from around Salvia's room and use it to barricade the door.

>Hide. (Can choose this with first option.)

Hid under the bed, the faceless whisper angles can't get you then
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>>39533296
>Hide. (Can choose this with first option.)
>Grab furniture from around Salvia's room and use it to barricade the door.

>smashed over the head with a gold brick wrapped in lemon

Mah nigga
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>>39533552
No, you idiot! It's the blanket that repels monsters, not the bed! You doomed us all!
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>>39533296
You stumble off of the bed, body feeling like a sack of wet noodles. Your muscles are overly-relaxed, they don't quite seem to want to cooperate. But you push on anyway, grabbing the nearby wardrobe and pushing it in front of the door. You can hear the sound of scales sliding across wood quicken in their pace as the loud sound of dragging the wardrobe into place echos through the thin walls of the house. It's only after you've backed up to inspect your work that you notice the tears streaming town your face, and the pounding of your heart. Your head snaps to the bed behind you and scurry off towards it, flopping with a thud as you get yourself lower, crawling under the primitive furniture and quickly trying to pull your monster of a tail under as you hear a pounding on the door.

"Katie?" Salvia's voice comes out from behind the door. You can hear the turning of the doorknob and see the shaking of the door as Salvia tries to push in. "Katie, Please, Let me in!" The woman on the otherside of the door cries. You stay silent, tears blocking your vision. You're shaking, rocking gently in some sort of fetal-pretzel position. "Katie, Please. Open the door. Everything going to be alright, I...I can fix this, come on." This...This doesn't quite sound like the impostor from the last time...last time... "Nothings going to hurt you, I...We're safe, here. Please." She sounds so sad. Maybe this is the real Salvia? Are you not alone here?

>Get up, move the wardrobe out of the way, and let her in.

>Stay hidden. Don't move. Maybe take a nap and hope it's gone when you wake up.

>Get up and go open the door, But attack the impostor instead.

>Crawl out the window. (This is a bad idea.)

>Call out from your position, Ask her what's going on. (Further questions?)

>Write in
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>>39533896
>Stay hidden. Don't move. Maybe take a nap and hope it's gone when you wake up.
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>>39533896
>Call out from your position, Ask her what's going on. (Further questions?)
>"I don't understaaaaand!"
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>>39533896
>Call out from your position, Ask her what's going on. (Further questions?)
>Why is my life a lie?
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>>39533896
>Crawl out the window. (This is a bad idea.)

Bad idea's best idea's.

Second vote
>Call out from your position, Ask her what's going on. (Further questions?)
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>>39533896
>>Crawl out the window. (This is a bad idea.)
>>Ask her where the Real Salvia is
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Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>39533896
>Crawl out the window

There's no way this can go wrong.

>Rolling SAN
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>>39533896
>>Call out from your position, Ask her what's going on. (Further questions?)
Why is this keep happening?
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>>39533896

"I don't underssstaaaaand!" You whine, clutching your own tail closer. There's a pause from behind the door, and a shaky voice speaks up. "W-what don't you understand, Sweetie?" "Everything!" You shout back. "Okay, K-Katie, Look, I can explain everything, You just need to let me in and I'l-" You flop out from under the bed to look at the barricaded door, shouting out "W-where's the real Ssssalvia?!" There's another pause. "K-Katie, S-sweetie, Please, I am the real Salvia..."

You collapse against the floor, your noodle arms failing to hold you. You just lay there, sobbing for a bit. "W-why is my life a lie...?" You cry into the floor. "It's...Complicated. Please. Just come on out so I can explain."

>Push the wardrobe aside with your freakishly strong tail.

>Don't trust them, stay where you are.

>Write in.

I'm getting really bad writer's block with this particular set up. Sorry.
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>>39534458
>Push the wardrobe aside with your freakishly strong tail.
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>>39534458
>>Push the wardrobe aside with your freakishly strong tail.
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>>39534458
>Push the wardrobe aside with your freakishly strong tail.
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>>39534458
>>Push the wardrobe aside with your freakishly strong tail.

Fake Salvia can give you fake hugs
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>>39534538
oh god yes
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>>39534458
>>This is all a lie, knock a lamp down and burn the impostor
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>>39534458
>Push the wardrobe aside with your freakishly strong tail.

>>39534538
Curse her snuggly but inevitable betrayal!
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>>39534458
The confusion, the sorrow, the horror, the memories burning into your skull. You've given up. There's no escape, no use fighting. You flick your tail, taking a few tries to get enough girth behind the wardrobe to push it over to the side. There's a few moments of waiting after the scraping sound stops, and the door slowly opens, Salvia slithering in. She stops as she spots your body, limp on the ground. "Jesus, Kid..." She mumbles, bending down to pull you into a hug, which you think might be her just picking you up.

You are now Salvia. You feel awful. In more ways than one. The big man has decided the show must go on, which is causing...problems. The last two weeks are a blur in your mind and everything hurts. Your face itches. He's been forcing things along which isn't exactly good for you, or pretty much anyone you touch. You need to fix the main character and go back to fluffy fun times. You currently have Katie wrapped in your arms, hugging her softly. You've been acting, to make the girl feel more comfortable, but you can feel it in your soul, that your character is starting to leak into you. Forcing roles isn't good.

>Get Cora and Sirena in here. And fuck, Call Eddie. You all need to figure out what to do with her.

>Continue with the hug and pampering treatment, it's basically a band-aid to keep her calm but it's something.

>Focus on tearing the actor from the character. Slap some sense into her.

>Write in.
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>>39535039
>>Continue with the hug and pampering treatment, it's basically a band-aid to keep her calm but it's something.


then

>>Get Cora and Sirena in here. And fuck, Call Eddie. You all need to figure out what to do with her.
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>>39534458
Push the wardrobe aside with your freakishly long tail
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>>39535039
>Get Cora and Sirena in here. And fuck, Call Eddie. You all need to figure out what to do with her.
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>>39535039
Slap some sense into her
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>>39535039
>>Focus on tearing the actor from the character. Slap some sense into her.
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>>39535039
>Focus on tearing the actor from the character. Slap some sense into her.
Emphasis on the slapping, remember that bad idea's are good idea;s if you squint your eyes and look at them from a distorted drug addled perspective.
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>>39535039
>Get Cora and Sirena in here. And fuck, Call Eddie. You all need to figure out what to do with her.
>Focus on tearing the actor from the character, but gently. She's clearly on the edge.
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>>39535039
>>Get Cora and Sirena in here. And fuck, Call Eddie. You all need to figure out what to do with her.
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bamp
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>>39535715
We're already 300+ posts, there is no bumping. only autosage.

Also, OPs can't bump their own thread.



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