>>41081186
>[] Find one of my sisters
Marla

>>41081186
>[] Find one of my sisters
>Get Marla
Time for a job~

>>41081186
>[] scare the crap out of someone
Why not, gotta remind the first years why they need to lock their doors at night

>>41081186
>[] worry about Elizabeth
>[] Obsess over maria
>[] Visit the spellbook, and the witch as well I guess.

>>41081186
>[] Find one of my sisters

>>41081186
>[] Find one of my sisters

>>41081186
>[] Obsess over maria

Oh I know what I can do, I mean my sisters have been here for awhile now and haven't even taken one job, I mean that's one of the many reasons most people are scared of me, because I actually go out and kill people from time to time when I'm bored.

And if people realized my sisters weren't as blood thirsty as me, they might get stupid and try to hurt them, and while I'm sure Marla can take care of herself, that isn't really the case for Jasmine or elizabeth. Thankfully however, no is dumb enough to try it, even around here.

I hear rustling and clanging in the kitchen. I turn and lean over the back of the couch, to see Marla, looking half asleep as she tries to get a bowl out of a cupboard, her hair in quite a state. Oh good now I don't have to waste time looking around the campus for her.

"Hey Marla" I say smiling widely, causing her to jolt in surprise and turn around "Want to spend some quality time together as sisters?"

"Depends on what you mean by that Layla" She yawns, rubbing her eyes as she puts a bowl down on the counter

What do I say?
[] Oh you know kill some people, maybe drink their blood, the usual really
[] Want to kill some monsters? there's nothing else like it I tell you
[] Take a class together or something
[] Wander around the school for...some reason
[] Talk about ...er stuff?
[] write in

>>41081512
>Poison club!

>>41081512
>[] Oh you know kill some people, maybe drink their blood, the usual really

>>41081512
>[] Oh you know kill some people, maybe drink their blood, the usual really

>>41081512
>[] Oh you know kill some people, maybe drink their blood, the usual really

>>41081512
>[] Oh you know kill some people, maybe drink their blood, the usual really

>>41081512
>[] Oh you know kill some people, maybe drink their blood, the usual really
>[] Want to kill some monsters? there's nothing else like it I tell you

>>41081512
>[] Want to kill some monsters? there's nothing else like it I tell you
>[] Take a class together or something

"Oh you know nothing too far from the usual stuff I tend to do" I say laughing as Marla casually eats some rather boring looking cereal from the box as she stares at me sleepily "So killing people, and maybe drink their blood"

She stands there, slowly chewing as she continues to dig in the cereal box. She tilts her head, like it's taking awhile for her brain to understand what I just said. She swallows and takes a long drink from a plain mug.

"Fine" She says with a yawn "It isn't like I have anything better to do anyways, besides, I want to see how many of those rumors I keep hearing about you are true, sis"

"Oh good" I say as I scramble over the sofa "come on, lets get going before I get impaitent"

"Oh not like I want to actually eat breakfast or anything" She sighs as she puts the box down "Lets just get this done quickly, okay"

"Oh but where's the fun in doing things quickly?" I ask with a light chuckle as I grab my light green hoodie and pull it onto myself, zipping it up before I pull my hood down, to keep the sun away.

I turn around and see Marla trying to put on her leather jacket. She gets it on after a few seconds of fumbling around. She shakes her head and looks much more awake as she sticks her hands into her pockets and nods to me.

I smile and push the door open and walk outside into the hallway, which is strangely empty, I mean not that any ever stays outside when I leave my room, but still.

I shrug, must just be too early in the morning or something, and begin to walk down the hallway, followed by my older sister.

I walk down the stairs and push open the doors, ignoring the uncomftarble feeling of being in the sun without having gotten my fill of the red stuff. I rush over to the job building and nearly crash into the door as Marla opens it up for me

I sigh heavily and look around, seeing an agent behind he counter, looking bored I think even with the mask
cont

>>41081898
>I mean not that any ever stays outside when I leave my room
kek, I love us

>>41081898

Choose job
[] Trevor Mcmalice, A picture of a man with a grey beard with a few strands of black, his expression is glum and he's wearing a dark blue suit and walking out from a car. The little description of the job says he's an owner of some kind of company holding a party or something
Reward:10,000 (For both Layla and Marla)


[]Tiger's son, A picture with a young looking man wearing a dark red bandana, a look of past horrors in his eyes as he stands on a podium made of scraps, he's wearing some kind of dark green military jacket with a sun in a tigers mouth. Seems like he's some kind of revolutionary in some backwards ass country,
Rewards: A request from the current leader of the country, Extra if you bring his head

[] Mother are you there?
No picture. There's been reports of missing children in some backwoods bit of Louisianan, now while it seems to be the work of a sick and twister man/woman, but proceed with caution and if anything turns...weird, use the radio provided and you'll be given back up
Reward: 5,000 (for both)

>>41082016
>[]Tiger's son
Marla will love us decaptitating a guy

>>41082016
either
>trevor
or
>mother are you there

>>41082016
>[] Tiger's son

>>41082016
>[]Tiger's son, A picture with a young looking man wearing a dark red bandana, a look of past horrors in his eyes as he stands on a podium made of scraps, he's wearing some kind of dark green military jacket with a sun in a tigers mouth. Seems like he's some kind of revolutionary in some backwards ass country,

>>41082016
>[] Trevor Mcmalice, A picture of a man with a grey beard with a few strands of black, his expression is glum and he's wearing a dark blue suit and walking out from a car. The little description of the job says he's an owner of some kind of company holding a party or something
>Reward:10,000 (For both Layla and Marla)

>>41082016
>[] Mother are you there?

>>41082016
>[] Mother are you there?
Got to find what other creatures are out there, need options man.

Also, I think I figured out what Jasmine's thing is. She's resistant to supernatural stuff.

>>41082016
>[] Mother are you there?

>>41082016
>[] Trevor Mcmalice

Could we please go with the >mother are you there? Seems more interesting than killing a guy at a party.

>>41082169
Eh, I don't want supernatural killing at Marlas first job. Better to get her used to killing people first.

>>41082169
I don't want marla to fucking die

>>41082199
If Marla weren't with us, I would prefer the militia job.

>>41082174
>>41082199
I'm sorry anons. I didn't consider the lethality of our sister... we could allways bring the vampire blood in case of an emergency though.

>>41082209
The mother are you there is obviously supernatural and more dangerous to Marla

>>41082240
It's not to late to change your vote

>>41082016
>[] Mother are you there?
But bring the wolf fang

>>41082265
>>41082270
Fuck you guys.
Seriously now.

I'm not sure Marla could infiltrate a party though.

>>41082016
>[]Tiger's son

>>41082258
Would it be considered horribly evil to deliberately send her with us on a dangerous mission so that she might need to become a monster to survive?

I'm oka with Trevor or Mother, Tiger is too dangerous for Marla because Layla can't keep her alive against several dozen opponents, while a few monster she could handle.

>>41082298
Possibly, more important though, would Layla do something like that?
Rather than just asking her if she wants to be one?

>>41082298
Yes and you'd be a douchebag for choosing to do that

>>41082320
Have we actually asked any of our sisters about that yet? Can't remember any time we have.

>>41082305
Every encounter with a monster has left us half dead, So no i don't think we CAN protect her

>>41082298
You know you could just tell marla? She would totally say yes, and its the sort of thing Layla would be completly okay with as long as Jasmine isn't around.

>>41082338
>Have we actually asked any of our sisters about that yet?
I'm pretty sure we haven't, though Marla already expressed interest in becoming one.

I ignore all of the looks I get as I slowly walk over to the board covered in sheets and photos of targets taken during their everyday life. The students and agents around the board don't move away, but do take a few steps to let me get a closer look at them

I look over the various papers, running my hand along the cork feeling part of the board as I flip through the short files, trying to find one I like the sound of.

Three catch my eyes.
one's a business man, another is a revolutionary in some country that doesn't really matter in any way, and the other is...something else, no picture, no description, just children gone missing. A smile slowly curls on my lips, I already know what it's going to be, call it a feeling or a guess, but I don't think it's human.

I grab the paper of the business man and the one without the photo, which has to be some kind of beasty, and tear them off the board as I look them over, trying to decide which one to take.
I close my eyes and bite my lip, feeling my tails curl up against my legs as I try to think about why I should take one over the other.

"Marla?" I sigh as I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling, my head aching slightly "which of these two would you want to kill"
...
Marla vision.

My little sister hands me two pieces of official looking paper with small photos stables to their upper left corners.
I quickly read through them, not really bothering to take any of it in, just need to get the basics.

which do I choose?
[] hah, I hate big business, and besides, the guy looks like a dick and the pay is good
[] Rednecks...stealing children, well that,sounds fun...though it does sound kind of weird

>>41082344
>Every encounter with a monster has left us half dead
We are always fully dead.
Jokes aside, they are also apparently nearly always solitary and Marla can just carry us home.

>>41082390
>[] hah, I hate big business, and besides, the guy looks like a dick and the pay is good

>>41082390
>[] Rednecks...stealing children, well that,sounds fun...though it does sound kind of weird

>>41082390
>[] hah, I hate big business, and besides, the guy looks like a dick and the pay is good

>>41082390
>[] Rednecks...stealing children, well that,sounds fun...though it does sound kind of weird

>>41082390
>[] hah, I hate big business, and besides, the guy looks like a dick and the pay is good
Fuck everyone wanting to kill Marla

>>41082390
>[] Rednecks...stealing children, well that,sounds fun...though it does sound kind of weird

>>41082448
Yeah, taking her on a job to kill someone with Malice in their last name wont be nearly as dangerous

>>41082472
Not as dangerous as a monster that steals children, Oh btw we're still FUCKING KIDS!

>>41082485
How old is Layla anyway?

>>41082485
Marla's like 21, or 18, or somewhere in there I think? I can't really remember, someone fact-check me?

>>41082390
>[] Rednecks...stealing children, well that,sounds fun...though it does sound kind of weird
Because the business man probably has armed body guards. Also, this sounds more interesting, and if we sense that it really is supernatural, we can step back for a bit and call in backup.

>>41082485
>Marla is 20 http://pastebin.com/xxAh2vEH
Hardly a kid.

>>41082390
>[] Rednecks...stealing children, well that,sounds fun...though it does sound kind of weird

>>41082526
>we can step back for a bit and call in backup.
Yeah because anon's are DEFINITELY that smart and totally aren't just going lolrushit

>>41082390
>[] hah, I hate big business, and besides, the guy looks like a dick and the pay is good

>>41082563
I'll at least try to be smart about it if that makes you feel better about it.

>>41082390
>[] Rednecks...stealing children, well that,sounds fun...though it does sound kind of weird
Have y'all noticed how almost every quest thread HM runs has a few small shitstorms in it?

Well on one hand, I hate big business, and besides the guy looks like a dick, and whoever wants him dead is paying a really tempting price. But on the other hand, I think it'd be easier to sleep at night if just killed some child kidnapping rednecks, but then again I feel a odd sense of dread just holding the damn paper, and I've always trusted my gut.

I look up at my little sister, her red eyes gleaming with joy and hunger, her fangs showing in her smile as she looks up at me waiting.

Well, rednecks don't have bodyguards or security systems... ah fuck it, at least this way I'll feel good about myself while doing it
...
Layla vision
..
Marla hands me back the paper without the photo on it and tosses the other one away lazily. She adjusts her jacket and smiles, not saying a word.

"Well, lets get going before I change my mind' She says

"Okay, well just follow me then" I say as I walk up to the counter, handing in the paper as the agent nods and whistles to someone to the left. the door opens up and I walk into the armory.

Marla gasps in surprise and awe, and rushes forward towards all the neat tools and toys. I smirk and walk up to her side.

Two points to spend
[] Razor wire 1
[] Proximity mines 1
[] smoke bombs 1
[] 2 blocks of c4 and 1 detonator 2
[]Rope and grappling hook 1
[] Truck, custom 2
[] Disguises 1
[] 1 tracking dog 1
Marla will take stun gloves, and body armor

>>41082655
>[] Disguises 1
>[] Proximity mines 1

>>41082655
>Our werewolf fang
[] Proximity mines 1
[] Disguises 1

>>41082655
>[] 2 blocks of c4 and 1 detonator 2
Can't pass up on explosives.

>>41082655
>[] 2 blocks of c4 and 1 detonator 2
THEY GIVE US C4 AGAIN. GLORIOUS DAY FRAUST BE PRAISED

>>41082655
>[] Disguises 1
>[] smoke bombs 1

>>41082655
[] 2 blocks of c4 and 1 detonator 2

>>41081186
>if I have anything to say or do about it at least.
Yandere intensifies.

>>41082655
>[] smoke bombs 1
>[] Disguises 1

>>41082655
>[] 2 blocks of c4 and 1 detonator 2

I smile widely as I see one of my favorites things, all wrapped in plastic and tape, c4 oh how I've missed you. I quickly grab two blocks of it and the small black detonator with a light blue button laying nearby.

I hold them close to my stomach, and look around, to make sure no one tries to take them from me. Marla grabs a pair of shock gloves, and looks at them with a smile on her face. She nods and grabs a suit of body armor as we turn to leave.

The agent behind the counter points to a set of stairs to his right, and sighs as he sets his head on the counter.

Marla looks at me and opens her mouth to say something before she shakes her head and walks up the stairs. I follow her.

The stairs lead up to the roof, it doesn't take long for us to walk up them, despite a few twists and turns to get up there.

The roof itself is empty, besides for four helipads, one of which has a helicopter colored black, with a lanky man painting something on the side as we walk over to it. He sees us and nods, grabbing his bucket of paint as he climbs into the pilots seat.

What do I do for the ride there
[] Talk to Marla
[] talk to driver
[] take a cat nap
[] Talk to Jack the reaper
[] Practice *What&
[] switch to marla
[] write i

>>41082903
>[] Talk to Marla

>>41082903
Oh mis counted, well you'll the disguises for free
sorry

>>41082903
>[] Talk to Marla

>>41082903
>[] Talk to Marla
>[] Talk to Jack the reaper
Introduce Jack to Marla and Marla to jack

>>41082903
>[] Talk to Marla
>[] Talk to Jack the reaper
Must show off, also he would know what it might be.

>>41082903
>>41082942
good idea
We might need him

So are we basically going into the plot of true detective?

>>41082942
>>41082949
yup, gotta make sure she meats our ghost buddy

>>41082903
>>41082942
Sounds good, seconding.

The man tosses away his painted stained white hat and puts on a pair of shades.

Marla walks up into the helicopter and sits down. I follow after her and sit on the opposite side. There's a metal trunk between us, laying slightly open with various pieces of clothing falling out of it.

The rotors of the chopper begin to spin and slowly we take off into the sky. I tap my hands on my knees and turn to Marla.

"Nervous?" She asks with a smirk "I thought you've done this kind of stuff before"

"No just excited" I say smiling widely as we go out over the sea "Say want to meat a friend of mine?"

"Well it's kind of to late for that isn't it?" Marla says as she tries to keep her short hair from blowing in the wind

"Why do you say that?" I ask as I prick my thumb with one of my hands, letting blood drip onto the ground.

It begins to ripple, and slowly expands, much to Marla's enjoyment as she gasps like a little girl who just saw a doll she wanted. A hand shoots out and Marla shrieks in surprise and stomps her foot down, right onto jack's face.

He groans and pulls himself the rest of the way up, dusting himself off as he looks around, blood slowly trickling down his hair.

"Good day to you" He says bowing as he hands me my scythe

"WHAT THE GODAMN FUCK!?" Marla shouts, before she takes a deep breath and smiles slightly "uh so this is your friend"

"Well in a way" I say

"Yes in a way I suppose" Jack sighs as he picks at his now ratty robes "though it wasn't all consensual on my part, not that I'm complaining, oh and i don't mean it like that, I mean our...partnership as it were"

"Right so is that why you crawled out her blood like the fucking grudge?" Marla asks "Because that was real fucking creepy"

"Yes" Jack says nodding with a smile on his face "but it's creepier when my roommates come out, poor devils"

"Roommates?" Marla asks "What's he talking about?"
cont

>>41083140
>but it's creepier when my roommates come out, poor devils
I love jack, he's fucking hilarious

>>41083140

"Oh just the people I drained of blood" I say shrugging "one of which is a werewolf, another of which is a priest, some cultists, another vampire, one waitress who shot me in the head, and a stupidly brave boy'

"Don't forget the demon" Jack says as leans against the open door of the helicopter"the poorest devil of all, so close to getting what she wants, let so far"

"Riiiight, that's really horrifying, and kind of awesome I guess" Marla says after several awkward moments of silence "can he uh, go away for a bit, he's creeping me out just standing there like that

I nod, and jack sighs and walks out of the helicopter, turning into a drop of blood as he falls out to the sea with his arms spread out and a smile on his face.

"Fiiine" I sigh "besides it was getting kind of cramped anyways"

"Yeah it really was" Marla says flatly "So you ate another vampire?"

"Among other things" I say as I pick my teeth

"Yeah not going to press that question any further" Marla chuckles as she stares out at the sea with a sigh.
...
Several hours later

"And we're here" the pilot says with a thick Russian accent as he peeks back, his thick beard glistening like he poured oil over it or something "Do try and not die, okay?"

I nod and step outside, grabbing the metal trunk and dragging it out of the helicopter with me.

Objective: kill the thing taking children
Bonus objective: Make sure it doesn't come back
Secret objective: Even ashes hold power, and the strings of the puppet master are covered in them
Current disguise level: outsiders
I look around, and see the we're in a field of tall and barbed grass, right outside of a small looking town, and it is as hot as the devil's ball sack
what do I do?
[] Walk to the small town of...Glidenburg
[] Make a disguise for me and Marla
[] Resummon jack
[] Cast a spell
[] talk to Marla
[] Walk into the woods and wander around 1d20
[] write in

I'm not saying they aren't fun, I enjoy them too, and Layla card is hilarious.

I'm just saying I nejoyed the all human Layla more.
I think we should carry the conversation here.

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>41083301
>[] Make a disguise for me and Marla
>[] Walk into the woods and wander around 1d20

>>41083301
>[] Make a disguise for me and Marla
>[] Walk to the small town of...Glidenburg

>>41083301
>[] Walk to the small town of...Glidenburg
>[] Make a disguise for me and Marla

>>41083301
>[] Make a disguise for me and Marla
[] talk to Marla
[] Walk to the small town of...Glidenburg

>>41083301
so. we find puppet strings, we burn them. yeah?

>>41083301
>[] Walk to the small town of...Glidenburg
>[] Make a disguise for me and Marla
>[] talk to Marla

>Bonus objective: Make sure it doesn't come back
That should be easy enough.
Secret objective: Even ashes hold power, and the strings of the puppet master are covered in them

>>41083301
>[] Walk to the small town of...Glidenburg
>[] Make a disguise for me and Marla
>[] talk to Marla

>>41083380
I think it hints more that we find the strings somewhere with ashes.

>>41083301
>Secret objective: Even ashes hold power, and the strings of the puppet master are covered in them
Hello Puppet witch of the ashen cauldron.

>>41083301
>[] Walk to the small town of...Glidenburg

>>41083442
He, I can't believe I didn't see that. Seems obvious in hindsight.

>>41083442
oh shit it's totally alive isnt it

Me and Marla look up and down ourselves, turning around as we realize we'll probably stick out like sore thumbs with what we're wearing right now, I mean who'd wear a cat eared hoodie around here.

"Yeah this isn't going to work" I say as unzip my hoodie and begin to take it off, the setting sun biting into me as I do so, I grit my teeth and ignore it "we need to at least try and blend in"

"Yeah, I mean we're dressed like school girls for christs sake" Marla says as she opens up the trunk "well lets see what we've got here"

Marla pulls out a yellow polka dotted sun dress and smiles widely, just like me, as she turns around and sneers at me.

"No" I say shaking my head "Absolutely not, I 'm not going to wear that"

"Oh come on, it'd be more comfortable for you tails I imagine" she laughs as she tosses it at me

"Okay then what about my ears" I say tugging on one of them, gently as I can

"Sun hat" She says tossing me a flopping white hat at me, that looks a bit too big for me

I glare at her and sigh, well, fuck guess it has to do.

"Fine you win" I say as I clamber back into the helicopter and quickly get changed behind the seats, putting my hoodie and clothes into a neat pile on my seat
...
I tug on the dress as I walk out and see Marla wearing a pair of jeans and a plain white shit, her leather jacket replaced by a red plaid one.

She snickers, then giggles, then laughs loudly as she sees me, and keeps laughing for several minutes.

I try to glare at her as I realize she's probably right for laughing at me, I look silly like this.

"Oh nearly forgot" The pilot laughs as he tosses Marla a small radio "just in case"

"Well come on Layla" Marla says still chuckling as she turns to wards the worn sign of the town "we can't leave them waiting like this"
disguise level: Purty girls

I say nothing as I follow after her, my face stinging and feeling sore from a mixture of embarrassment.
I read the sign as we pass it, Glidenburg, Population, 2357hmm oddly specific
cont

>>41083563
What do I do?
[] wander around town
[] go to a diner
[] ask around about missing kids or something else
[] wait till night fall
[] Go to a store
[] send jack out to find something
[] switch to Marla
[] pretend to be a innocent southern girl
[]use something in inventory
[] write in

>>41083580
>[] go to a diner
Find the chatty waitress.

>>41083580
>[]use something in inventory
Blood pack.
>[] go to a diner

>>41083580
>[] go to a diner
Those always help!

>>41083580
>[] Go to a store
>[] pretend to be a innocent southern girl

>>41083580
[] go to a diner

>>41083580
>[] pretend to be a innocent southern girl

Marla stops walking for a bit and sighs under her breath, she looks at me, smiling nervously.

"So, do you have any idea what we're supposed to do now?" She asks as I grab her hand and keep walking, don't need her making people suspicious of us already, don't want to have to blow up another town...well actually maybe I do, I mean it was really nice to see it go up in flames

"We ask around of course" I say smiling as I walk under the shade and wipe my forehead, adjusting my hat as my ears try and stand back up. Everything is sounds bit muddled with this damn hat "But first how about we get some lunch?"

"Yeah I could do with some lunch" Marla says nodding as she looks around "hmm that place looks nice enough"

I turn to where she's looking and see a diner made out of fake looking logs with a red sign hanging above it "Mike's eats" is written with golden letters on the sign. Well it's better than nothing.

I shrug as Marla walks over to it quickly, not bothering to wait for the few cars on the road to pass by. I walk slowly, so I don't accidentally just run too fast and blow my cover.

Marla pushes open the glass door and holds it open for me as the bell jingles and jangels

"Come on in" a girl that can't be older than me says, wearing a pink apron and forced smile, with her hair all bunched up into a bun "Can i get you two sweet things something to drink, maybe some appetizers"

Marla begins to open her mouth, her eyes bouncing between looking at the plates of people already eating

what do I do?
[] Stare into my eyes 1d20
[] cast a spell
[] say nothing
[] get a bite to eat
[] "No we're just looking around"
[] "So, I've heard some kids went missing, kind of scary isn't it, think we'll be safe Marla"
[] "Hey we're visiting some family, any place we should avoid round here?"
[] write in

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>41083918
>[] Stare into my eyes 1d20

>>41083918
>[] "So, I've heard some kids went missing, kind of scary isn't it, think we'll be safe Marla"

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>41083918
>[] Stare into my eyes 1d20

>>41083918
[] "So, I've heard some kids went missing, kind of scary isn't it, think we'll be safe Marla"

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>41083918
>[] Stare into my eyes 1d20
>[] "Hey we're visiting some family, any place we should avoid round here?"

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>41083918
>[] Stare into my eyes 1d20
>[] get a bite to eat

>>41083918
>[] "No we're just looking around any place we should avoid round here?"

"Well then?" the waitress ask, sounding far to happy for it to be real, this whole place smells like cooking meat, and dust "are you just going to sit their like lumps on a log or"

"Yeah sorry just got a bit distracted" Marla says laughing "I'll have a cold sweet tea and some Jalapeno poppers while I wait, do you want anything Layla"

I smile friendly and stare up at the blonde girl, think about forging her mind like steel or folding it up like putty. She gasps and looks like she's about to scream for a second, before her brown eyes glaze over and she drops her pen and notepad. She slumps over slightly and begins to drool

Marla pokes her looking confused about the whole thing before she looks at me and sighs heavily, sounding a bit upset.

"Hmmm?" the waitress groans as Marla stops poking her face

What do I do?
[] So is there any place we should avoid, we're just visting some family
[] Tell me about the kids who went missing
[] Come closer
[] Go and quit your job
[] Hey cousin....Daisy? come on we have so much to talk about
[] Stab yourself with that pen
[] Yeah I'd like <what?>
[] write in

>>41084144
>[] Tell me about the kids who went missing
>[] Come closer

>>41084144
[] So is there any place we should avoid, we're just visting some family
[] Tell me about the kids who went missing

>>41084144
>[] So is there any place we should avoid, we're just visting some family
>[] Tell me about the kids who went missing

>>41084144
>[] Hey cousin....Daisy? come on we have so much to talk about

>>41084144
>[] So is there any place we should avoid, we're just visting some family
>[] Tell me about the kids who went missing
>Go ahead and get her order, I'll have something in a little while.

>>41084144
>[] So is there any place we should avoid, we're just visting some family
>[] Tell me about the kids who went missing
>[] Yeah I'd like <Whatever Marla ordered>
Looks too weird if we talk with her for so long without ordering anything

>>41084144
>order fish and chips.

>>41084316
feeeeeeeeeeesh

>>41084352
>order fish and chips
>wonder why single tear rolls down our cheek

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>>41084374
MR FEEEEESH! WHY! WHHHHHY!

"Sorry, it's just that I'm not used to this town yet" I say giggling as the waitress looks at me like a brain dead puppy on medication "We're visiting some family you see, is there any place we should try and avoid, to keep safe, cause our uncle said we shouldn't go out at night for some reason"

"Uuuh" She groans, rubbing her head and shaking it "Well um, there's the wettlebecks, they don't like company much lately, and the devil's fishing hole, they say that if you leap in it you fall into hell itself"

Marla groans and shakes her head as she leans against one of the stalls, making the old bearded fat man in it look up at her and glare.

"Okay thank yooou" I say trying to sound sweet, but end up sounding sweetly poisonous "So what can you tell me about those kids that went missing"

"Oh they were really sweet little things" the waitress says sadly "wouldn't hurt a fly, don't know how some could've hurt them"

"Right right" I say nodding

"You know this is really neat and all, but can I get some food" Marla says, before saying under her breath "Stop with the vampire love beams or whatever you're doing"

"Fine fine" I say snapping my fingers, the waitress closes her eyes and looks around confused, wiping drool from her mouth

"Eh, sorry, I think I blacked out there for a bit" She says laughing nervously "um so what do you want"

"Oh I'm fine" I say smiling, making sure to not show my teeth "Not really hungry and I can get a few bites to eat later"

The waitress nods and leads me and Marla away, thankfully far from the windows.

I sit down next to Marla in the stall we're led to,trying to ignore the fact I'm sitting on my tails. I scratch at the faded red leather, as the waitress gives us some menus, before stumbling away, looking a bit sick.

I look over them quickly, and make an odd meowing gasp as I see their lunches "Fish and chips" my heart begins to beat as my tails swish under my legs and my ears twitch. I wipe drool from my mouth and try to sit still
cont

>>41084413
GOD DAMMIT WHY'D YOU HAVE TO REMIND ME!

>>41084434
IT HURTS ANON, WHY DOES MY CHEST HURT!

I wipe my eyes and look up as Marla puts her menu down and takes a sip of water.

"So any plans yet, I mean you're more used to this stuff than I am" Marla says

"Kill the meowall" I say quietly "When's the waitress going to get back anyways"

"I thought you didn't want to eat anything" She says smirking "and that's a bit too simple don't you think?"

"Hey it works" I says shrugging "like a charm"

"Not what your girlfriend told Me" She says as she taps her fingers on the wooden table made from a split log "She says you always comes back torn up"

"Well that is true" I say nervously as I wonder if Maria will be mad at me when I get home "but that doesn't change the fact that it works"

"Not saying it doesn't" She says leaning back into her seat "Just saying try and be a little careful, okay?"

I nod, wondering what Maria is doing, and if Elizabeth is safe...and jasmine to I guess.
...
We finish eating, though I do get a second helping of fish and chip. I lick my fingers as we walk outside, savoring the taste that's still on them

It's still hot outside, but the sun is nearly set.

what do I do?
[] try and find the wettlebecks
[] ask around town about something
[] visit the devil's fishing pit
[] find a place to stay for the night
[] Walk around town
[] Go into the forest
[] write in

>>41084558
>[] try and find the wettlebecks

>>41084558
>[] visit the devil's fishing pit

>>41084558
>[] try and find the wettlebecks

>>41084558
>[] visit the devil's fishing pit
>think of all those poor uneaten fish.

>>41084558
>[] try and find the wettlebecks
Lets search for the, first, if nothing else, they might be able to lead us to more info.

>>41084558
>[] try and find the wettlebecks

>>41084558
>[] visit the devil's fishing pit

"So where do we go next sister?" Marla asks as she buttons up her plaid coat, looking a bit uncomftarble wearing it, good, she deserves it for making me wear this dress.

"How bout we pay the wettlebecks a visit" I say smiling.

"Oh booooy" She says sounding not at all excited to meet these surely lovely people "Can't we put a hold on that for a bit, maybe the kids just fell in the devil's fishing pit or something?"

"We can go there after we've ki..met the wettlebecks" I say smiling widely as we walk down the slowly dimming streets, people locking their doors and windows as we pass by

"Oh that isn't creepy at all!" Marla says angrily

"Sorry but did you say you want to meet the wettlebecks?" a soft voice says behind us.

I turn around and see a small old man with a wispy white beard hanging from his slightly pear shaped head. he's wearing suspenders and a plaid green shirt.

"Maybe we did, what off it?" Marla says sounding irritated.

"I could lead you to them" the man says smiling a nearly toothless smile

What do I do?
[] Hey don't you think my eyes are pretty 1d20
[] *CHOMP* 1d20
[] well thank you
[] No need, just tell us where they are
[] cast a spell
[] keep walking
[] write in

>>41084827
[] No need, just tell us where they are

>>41084827
>[] well thank you

>>41084827
Do we have a detect magic spell?

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>41084827
>[] well thank you
>detect magic

>>41084827
>[] No need, just tell us where they are

>>41084861
We do

>>41084869
Thank you

>>41084827
>[] cast a spell
Detect Magic

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>41084827
>[] No need, just tell us where they are
>detect magic
We still need to roll for it

"Oh no, thank you but there's no need, just tell us where they are" I say smiling slightly, showing my teeth slightly.

The old man nods and frowns, leaning on his cane as he does so

"Oh they're just outside of town, live in the woods you see" He sighs "in a little town of their own, heard some weird stuff about them, but it's all just some rumors far as I'm concerned.

the old man smiles, showing his empty gums as he laughs and tips his hats at us as he passes.

"Well that was convenient" Marla says squinting at the old man "a bit too convenient, don't really trust it"

I nod, and snap my fingers, feeling my eyes tingle and sparkle as the world takes on shades of green. I see small sparks floating off the man's back. Like dust blowing off a coat. Residual magic I think, don't know what kind though.

What do I do?
[] follow him 1d20 + catlike tread
[] go to the wettlebecks
[] wait till day
[] Change into the cheshire outfit
[]write in

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>41085082
>[] follow him 1d20 + catlike tread

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>41085082
>[] follow him 1d20 + catlike tread

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>41085082
>[] follow him 1d20 + catlike tread

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>41085082
>[] follow him 1d20 + catlike tread

>>41084861
As if /tg/ wouldn't pick detect magic.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>41085082
>[] follow him 1d20 + catlike tread

"Yeah, something's definitely fishy about that guy" I say nodding as I watch him walk down the street, lit only by lantern light

"So should we follow him?" Marla asks

"Of course why wouldn't we" I say as I crouch down and get on all fours on force of habit "I mean it's the best lead we have right

"You're lucky your dress is long enough to cover more than your knees" Marla sighs

"Yeah..Yeah is it" I say nodding as I feel my face flush slightly,

I slowly creep after the old man, Marla falling close behind me, following my every move, as I clamber over benches missing parts of their seats, lamp posts, and mail boxes, even hiding behind a trash can at one point.

eventually he turns a corner and slowly unlocks the door to a red truck, and steps inside.

What do I do?
[] Jump inside the passenger seat, bite, dominate 1d20
[] Jump into the back 1d20
[] try to follow it 1d20
[] cast a sell 1d20
[] plant a block of c4 on it 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>41085270
>[] Jump inside the passenger seat, bite, dominate 1d20

>>41085278
well shit son

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>41085270
>[] plant a block of c4 on it 1d20

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>41085270
>[] Jump inside the passenger seat, bite, dominate 1d20

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>41085270
>[] Jump inside the passenger seat, bite, dominate 1d20

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>41085270
>[] Jump inside the passenger seat, bite, dominate 1d20

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>41085270
>[] Jump inside the passenger seat, bite, dominate 1d20

I smile, I see my chance, and I'm going to take it. I run forward a few feet on my hands and feet, the man turns just in time for me to pounce on him, muffling his scream with my hand as I pull my hat down and smile. He screams a muffled scream and starts to thrash about, trying to throw me off of himself, I smirk and close the door behind me, before I bite into his neck and take a sip of his blood.

I stick my tongue out and get off him, buckling myself in as he sits up stifly, his eyes dead and glaze over. I roll the window down and beckon Marla over.

She laughs and jumps into the bed of the truck, and lays down.

"Drive" I say as I lean back into my seat, smiling smugly

"As you wish dear" the old man says with a dead laugh as he slowly drives down the road and into the forest. The shadow of the trees look a bit menancing, but oh so exciting.

He eventually stops the car and unlocks the door. He motions ahead and I look up to see, just in the edge of the car's head lights, a wooden post with a rotting skull of some animal hanging on it.
Beyond it, I can see some ramshakle cottages made of scrap metal and wooden boars, and an rv or two.

The man looks at me, like a dog

What do I do?
[] get out and sneak up to it 1d20
[] Ask the man something
[] Put c4 on the truck, get Marla out 1d20
[] get out with Marla and walk up
[] drive the rest of the way, I have a plan
[] cast a spell 1d20
[] kill the man
[] write in

>>41085464
>[] Ask the man something
What magic do you have and why did you tell us where they were?

>>41085464
>[] Ask the man something
>Ask him everything he can tell us about the wettlebacks thats unusual or might be related to the disappearing children
>[] drive the rest of the way, I have a plan

>>41085464
>>41085486
>>41085500
seconding the asks

>>41085464
>[] Ask the man something
>About what sort of magic he has come into contact with, or could have as far as he knows

>>41085464
>>41085486
>>41085500
this and tell us where if any traps or other dangers nearby.

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>41085464
>[] Put c4 on the truck, get Marla out 1d20

>>41085637
Oh.

>>41085637
And I almost posting a everything shall explode but then decided I probably wouldn't get something good.

>>41085637
daaaaaaaaamit

>>41085637
fuck it, after he answers our questions might as well do it anyway

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>41085464
>[] Put c4 on the truck, get Marla out 1d20
I must ruin that 20.

>>41085486
>>41085500
>>41085574
ask these, then
>[] Put c4 on the truck, get Marla out 1d20

>>41085741
You're doing a bad job at it sofar.

>>41085637
He will ignore this then when someone rolls a one after everyone else voted for something else, he will take our eyes or whatever katawa shojo fetish he has.

>>41085771
Goddammit I thought you left

>>41085791
Honeslty, at this point its a legacy trolling and the original dude long since left or stopped giving a shit.

>>41085800
WRONG!!!

The others seem to have left though.

>>41085853
In that case I applaud your dedication you obsessive fuck.

>>41085853
You mean there was more than one of you idiots?

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>>41085853

I hear Marla get out of the back of the truck, and tap on my window. I wave her away, I need to ask a few things before I can leave, satisfied at least, since they've been burning away at me for a while

"What kind of magic is going on here?" I ask

"Oh the raising of the dead and summoning things from the depths of hell" he says happily "ahahaha""

"Why you tell us where they were?" I ask

"My son needs a wife" he says shrugging "heh maybe to, but I realize, he doesn't deserve you dear"

"And the children I'm guessing were used for magical rituals or some shit?" I ask forcing a smile as my hand brushes against one of my knives

"Of course" He laughs "I mean come on, what else would we need virgins for?"

"Riiight" I say as a new Idea goes into my head "Okay, I'm going to leave now, I want you to drive as fast as you can into the middle of that place when I whistle,okay?

He nods, I smile a fake smile and step out, slapping a brick of c4 on the door as I close it behind me. I turn around and quickly wire it up and prime it for detonation as Marla walks into the woods nearby

I whistle as I thumb detonator,

The man floors the truck, kicking up dirt and rocks as he flies into the little camp.

I press the button down

Smiling as the explosion blows off my sun hat, shaking the earth and destroying a few of the shacks
I hear shouting and screams

What do I do?
[] hide in the woods and sneak up 1d20
[] Run in, knives ready
[] run in scythe in hand
[] Send in the werewolf 1d20
[] Wait to see what happens
[] cast a spell 1d20
[]s witch to marla
[] write i

>>41085894
There were several most just dropped the quest like adults though.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>41085909
>[] Send in the werewolf 1d20
>Send in jackie boy aswell to have some fun

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>41085909
>[] Send in the werewolf 1d20
>[]s witch to marla
Hahahaha
I wanna see her thought proces on this

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>41085909
[] Send in the werewolf 1d20
[]s witch to marla

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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>41085909
>[] Send in the werewolf 1d20
Lets see if I can roll another 20.

>>41085954
this plus sending jack

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>41085909
>[] Wait to see what happens
>[] Send in the werewolf and waitress 1d20
>[]s witch to marla

>>41085967
nope, the streak is

>>41085967
Cockiness only works in Improvaizen quest anon

>>41085991
Should have picked a better pic.

A smile curls across my face, from ear to ear. I have an idea, a rather nasty idea, but a wonderfully nasty idea at that. I pull my curved knife from my side, and drag it along my arm, smiling through the pain as a clawed and furred and slowly forces its way out.
..
Marla vision
..
I gasp and nearly shout as Layla slowly runs a knife down the length of her arm, as calm as she would cut butter or bread, and then I see the hand, larger than my head, and covered in fur with five coal black claws in it.

I stop as my heart skips a beast as Layla holds her arms out, her ears lying close to her head as she does so.

And then there's a spine chilling roar as the rest of the things body breaks out of her arm, almost seeming to come from her flesh and veins as Layla holds her arms and nearly falls to her knees

and then its out, covered in blood, looking like a rabid dog.

I stare at it in disbielf as Layla dusts herself off and nods towards the Wettleback's dwelling. the thing howls again and rushes off into the center of it. I hear a scream of pain, followed by a gurgle and gun shots.

What do I do?
[] WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!?!
[] Join Layla
[] Switch to Layla
[] try and sneak into the camp 1d20
[] put on the body armor *free actioN*
[] Rush in and bust a head 1d20
[] Stay still
[] SO COOOOOL!!
[] write in

>>41086128
>[] WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!?!
>[] SO COOOOOL!!
>[] put on the body armor *free actioN*
>[] Join Layla
>[] Switch to Layla

>>41086128
[] WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!?!
[] Join Layla
[] put on the body armor *free actioN*
[] SO COOOOOL!!

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>41086128
>[] Switch to Layla
>[] try and sneak into the camp 1d20
>[] put on the body armor *free actioN*

>>41086128
>[] WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!?!
>[] Join Layla
>[] Switch to Layla
>[] put on the body armor *free actioN*
>[] SO COOOOOL!!

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>>41086171

>>41086128
>[] WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!?!
>[] SO COOOOOL!!
>[] put on the body armor *free actioN*
>[] Join Layla

>>41086128
>[] WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!?!
>[] SO COOOOOL!!
>[] put on the body armor *free actioN*
>[] Join Layla

>>41086171
Anon...

>>41086128
>[] WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!?!
>[] Join Layla
>[] put on the body armor *free actioN*

>>41086171
eh, it wasn't winning before the roll anyways

>>41086220
>Anon...
Your fucking welcome.

>>41086128
>>[] WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!?!
>>[] SO COOOOOL!!
>>[] put on the body armor *free actioN*
>>[] Join Layla
>>41086245
?? this quest isnt roll-under man.

>>41086171
Thank fuck that roll doesn't count since you're the only one who picked a roll-required vote.

>>41086260
>?? this quest isnt roll-under man.
Suffering is the only thing that makes life matter.
>>41086307
See>>41085637
Worked for a high roll.

"What the fuck?" I mouth silently as I stare at Layla, as she clenches and unclenches her hand, before she wraps a bandage around the cut on her arm, pulling her sleeve over it as my mind goes wild, running over and switching thoughts as I try and figure out how exactly I'm supposed to react to this. and then it settles on

that was awesome. I smile widely as I pull those weird gloves with the metal bits on the palm and finger tips over my hands, before I quickly put on the bulletproof vest as I run out, nearly tripping as I do so
And then I get the urge to step to the right, and do so.
*bang*
I shout in pain and clutch my shoulder, as a bullet slams into it,
it would've hit my head if I didn't get out of the way. I smirk and laugh as I look at the wound

It was only a graze, didn't even pierce my flesh, just went over it.

Layla gasps and snarls, and turns to the camp as more gun shots ring out into the night

What do I do?
[] SCREAM and run into the the camp 1d20
[] calm Layla down
[] look around 1d20
[] come up with a plan
[]switch to Layla
[] Equip pipe
[] write in

>>41086347
>[] calm Layla down
>[] Equip pipe
Wow you really used that fucking one when the option obviously wasn't winning eve before it HM? Fucking dickmove

>>41086347
>[]switch to Layla
>[] Equip pipe

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>41086347
>[] look around 1d20
>[] come up with a plan
>[] Equip pipe

>>41086378
He's ALWAYS done that whether it's a crits-win or crit-fail, why would now be any differant

>>41086347
>[] come up with a plan
>[]switch to Layla
>[] Equip pipe

>>41086400
>He's ALWAYS done that whether it's a crits-win or crit-fail
The vote lost even BEFORE it was rolled, And he's never done that on a good crit EVER

>>41086451
Fortuna canonically hates our ass.
Thats just how HM expresses it.

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>41086347
[] calm Layla down
[] look around 1d20
[] Equip pipe

>>41086451
he has literally always done it. hell he did it in the section before this one with the 20 for C4, not a single person voted for it before that

>>41086451
He literally did it in this thread.

And we probably should have got our no magic sister a gun.

I sigh and pull my pipe out of my backpack, I need to think up a plan before Layla just runs in there, and while that would be entertaining to watch, she's also my little sister and I can't just watch her risk her li..unlife.

"Layla calm down, I'm okay see, nothing to worry about" I say smiling as something rustles behind me "I have a plan, so just listen a bit okay?"

..
Layla
..
I turn to my sister, as she smiles nervously as something rustles around in the bushes behind her

"What is it?" I ask tilting my head

"uh, well" She says tapping her pipe on her shoulder "hmm, Oh, I know, I distract them, and you sneak inside and give them hell"

What do I do?
[] Okay, lets do this 1d20
[] No, you sneak in, I district slash kill them all 1d20
[] I have a better Idea *summon a soul or two* 1d20
[] cast a spell 1d20
[] what's that?
[] Shrug, run into the camp 1d20
[] switch to Marla
[] write in

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>41086573
>[] I have a better Idea *summon a soul or two* 1d20
>Use ourselves as a bullet shield for Marla, Not like bullet's can hurt us afterall
[] switch to Marla

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>41086573
>[] I have a better Idea *summon a soul or two* 1d20
>[] what's that?

>>41086573
>[] what's that?
I'm assuming this isn't us asking what hell is

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>41086573
>[] I have a better Idea *summon a soul or two* 1d20
>Use ourselves as a bullet shield for Marla, Not like bullet's can hurt us afterall

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>41086573
>[] I have a better Idea *summon a soul or two* 1d20
>Use ourselves as a bullet shield for Marla, Not like bullet's can hurt us afterall
>[] switch to Marla

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>41086573
>[] Okay, lets do this 1d20
>[] what's that?

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Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>41086573
>[] Shrug, run into the camp 1d20
We eversor now.

I stare up at her as a bullet flies bast my ears.

"That's a terrible Idea" I say flatly as I walk ahead towards the bullets as I see a redneck get his throat ripped out"luckily, I have a much better one, get behind me'

"No" She says grabbing my shoulder

"Oh come on, at least see what I'm going to do first, giod" I say as I brush her hand up and wait what's that in the woods, oh its a kid, a pale kid with bits of him torn off, and I see something shimmering behind and above him, I smirk, better not tell Marla, don't want to freak her out any more than I already am

I take a step forward, as I force the priest to the surface on my shoulders, his arms and blades flailing around wildly as bullets fly around me and Marla who slowly follows after me
*ting*
*ting*
*ting*
*Shatter*
*BANG*
*BANG*
The arms vanish as their swords break, and one bullet grazes my side, and another slams into my leg, putting me off balance for a moment, but we're in the camp now, and the werewolf is still killing people

I look around and see rednecks hiding behind various pieces of trash and cars
I turn and see a Large man clubbing the werewolf with what looks like a pipe take out of a car
I see a shack in the corner of my eye, with black stuff flowing out of it like hair

And then I look back at the children corspes on strings

what do I do?
[] Fight some rednecks *knives, magic, Teeth, or scythe?* 1d20
[] attack the big fucker *how?* 1d20
[] run to the shack 1d20
[] walk into the forest of the dead children
[] write in

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>41086836
>[] run to the shack 1d20

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>41086836
>[] run to the shack 1d20
Hellfire Vomit it

>>41086865
anon...

>>41086836
>[] run to the shack 1d20

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>41086836
>>41086877
forgot my dice

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>41086836
>[] run to the shack 1d20
>>41086865
Hm, well.
HM? Could our werewolf soul infect Marla with lycanthropy?

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>41086836
[] run to the shack 1d20

Well that shack is obviously evil as all can be, so I better deal with that first. I look at Marla and nod at the big fucker beating the werewolf with a metal pipe, and getting torn to shreds by it. She nods and run towards it, pipe held high and crackling with electricity as she turns on her gloves.

I turn and run to the shack, gritting my teeth as I feel bullets pierce my flesh with a burning and stabbing pain that shoots through my spine, to my tails and my head as I keep running, ignoring the pain as I keep my feet moving as fast a they can.

I crash into the crappy metal door and groan as I sit up, my body aching from all the bullets inside me.

I See a women with black hair flowing around her, her fingers sharpened to red points, her eyes pure darkness, and her pale skin uncovered except for a few splotches of dried blood

She glares at me

What do I do?
[]run 1d20
[] Pounce 1d20
[] equip scythe 1d20
[] try to tear out her soul 1d20
[] Ill omen
[] knives vs claws 1d20
[] COnsume magic
[] cast spell 1d20
[] C4 the bitch 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>41087067
>[] COnsume magic
>[] C4 the bitch 1d20

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>41087067
>[] equip scythe 1d20

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>41087067
>[] Ill omen
>[] equip scythe 1d20

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>41087067
>[] Ill omen
way we've been rolling we need it
>[] equip scythe 1d20
>[] Consume magic

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>41087067
>[] equip scythe 1d20
>[] COnsume magic

>>41087103
>>41087107
Doesn't Ill Omen steal our allies luck?

>>41087121
It steals Luck from people nearby, that can be our allies if they are nearby, but it can just as easily be our enemies.

>>41087121
enemies luck

>>41087139
>>41087140
Ah okay, Thanks for clearing that up

A cold wind passes as I hold my arm out in front of me, a green light shimmering as I call my scythe back to reality, I hear a loud bang behind me, and a redneck screaming in pain as I chuckle madly and twirl my scythe around. The nude lady run towards me and takes a swipe at me with her clawed hands I duck under her swing and give her one of my own, dragging my scythe across her stomach, cutting deeply into it as I run past her.

I smirk and turn around to see her hanging limply, but not a single drop of blood falling from her. I stare at her, when I realize she has joints, like a doll. I sigh and open my mouth as wide as I can, before I take a deep breath in, the doll shaking as the magic keeping it alive fades away.

She clatters to the ground, like the doll she is.

gun fire, screams and howls fill the night as I stare at the lifeless doll
This has to be the work of that one mage...alive was it?
What do I do?
[] search the room 1d20
[] Cast strings on the doll 1d20
[] Find Alive
[] Summon jack
[] Kill some red necks 1d20
[] Help Marla 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>41087240
>[] Find Alive
>[] Cast strings on the doll 1d20

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>41087240
>[] Find Alive
>[] Summon jack
>Have Jack go help Marla
>[] Cast strings on the doll 1d20

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>41087240
>[] Cast strings on the doll 1d20
>[] Find Alive
>Send all our minions to assist and protect Marla

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>41087240
>[] Cast strings on the doll 1d20
>[] Find Alive
>[] Summon jack

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>41087240
>[] Find Alive
>[] Summon jack
>Have Jack go help Marla
>[] Cast strings on the doll 1d20

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>41087240
>[] Cast strings on the doll 1d20

I sigh, of course, it has to be her, she's been a slight annoyance ever since I first heard her, sure I've only met her once, but from what Marla and jasmine told me, their were dolls like the one's she had before trying to catch them.
So I'm going to nip this at the bud before she can really piss me off.

I run my hand along my stomach soaking it in blood.

It flows and twists off my hand, Jack forming out of it, kissing my hand

"Help my sister out would you?" I ask

He nods and heads out, grabbing my scythe from me as he goes.

And now to figure out where she is.

I look at the doll, and raise my hands like a puppeteer as strings of sickly green light leave my finger tips and wrap around the doll, and what's left of Alive's magic in it.
I throw it forward, and see it dragging along the ground towards a building at the edge of town

A moment later, the rest of the building leaves with it, and I see alive standing on the roof, dressed in a light blue dress

She snaps her fingers and something grabs my leg. I look down, and see five sets of childrens hands on my legs, all pale and looking like rotten meat

roll 1d20 to escape

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>41087396

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>41087396

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>41087396

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>41087396

>>41087420
well shit that worked.as a side note, we have those 3 lucky coins from the fraust job right?

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>41087396

>>41087434
We do.

>>41087429
fuck you too, fortuna.

>>41087429
dammit. I vote for lucky coining, we've only got a 5 if this cancels our 20

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>41087396

Crap I need to get out of here fast before she does some magical bullshit of something. I grab onto the little brittle hands and pulll on them as hard as I can as I bend my knees. I hear a cracking sound, followed by a woooshing noise, I lean to the side, mostly freeing my legs as the broken fingers of the zombie kids run along my legs, cold and slimly.

I turn back and see part of the shack sticking out of the ground. I turn back and glare at alive, who's still sitting there on her building as dead children and rednecks slowly surrouned me

What do I do?
[] Cast a spell 1d20
[] consume magic 1d20
[] summon more minions
[] Think up something crazy *What do you try to do?* 1d20
[] Try and get over to her 1d20
[] Carve my way to her 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>41087564
>[] consume magic 1d20

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>41087564
>[] summon more minions
>[] Think up something crazy *What do you try to do?* 1d20
>attach C4 to a summoned minion and send it for Alive to detonatge beneath her, try to hide it in the general fighting

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>41087564
>[] Think up something crazy *What do you try to do?* 1d20
Hellfire vomit her shack in such a way there's no escape and she burns to death in a pure of her own making
>>I'll omen

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>41087564
>[] summon more minions
>[] consume magic 1d20

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>41087564
>>41087601
this+
>Ill omen

>>41087606
Pyre*

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>41087564
>[] consume magic 1d20

>>41087613
Do you wish to use a lucky coin?

>>41087637
Well, if you already ask, sure.

>>41087637
we have three, right?
>y

>>41087637
Only if it'll turn it into a super crit, our current highest is 17 and that's not bad

>>41087637
Yes

>>41087671
>>41087613

I'm really wonderin what the Cauldron was doing here.
Were they gathering a army to use against the Coin or something?

>>41087681
I keep forgetting, are we using best of 3 or 5

>>41087671
It's 1st 5 rolls.

>>41087729
Five since HM likes crits.

6th if its a 20.

>>41087729
5

I hear more and more screams, followed by dull groans as the werewolf's victims rise back up among the hordes of the puppets and dead. I sigh and reach into my...oh here's where I put them, thank god for those shirt pockets things. I sigh as I pull out a coin and rub it to calm down a bit. Before flick it into the air. and take a deep breath, and keep breath, the sound of rushing air over taking everything other sound I can hear. Me ears twitch as various strings of a dull blue color pull the twitching corpses up slightly, before tearing away and flying into my hungry mouth

I fall to my knees and swallow, a smile spreading across my cheeks as fire, lighting, and lots of other stuff runs through my veins. I look up at Alive, and see her looking quite surprised her dead horde lies still, like it is supposed to

She glares at me and raises her hands into the air again

What do I do?
[] MARLA USE THE RADIO!!!
[] Cast a spell 1d20 + Empowered by excess magic
[] Run to the bitch and shank her 1d20
[] WOLFY, KILL 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>41087793
>[] MARLA USE THE RADIO!!!
No idea what thats supposed to do, but I bite
>[] Run to the bitch and shank her 1d20

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>41087793
>[] MARLA USE THE RADIO!!!
>[] Run to the bitch and shank her 1d20

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>41087793
>[] MARLA USE THE RADIO!!!
>[] Cast a spell 1d20 + Empowered by excess magic
>SHOCK

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>41087793
>[] MARLA USE THE RADIO!!!
>[] Cast a spell 1d20 + Empowered by excess magic

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>41087793
>[] MARLA USE THE RADIO!!!
>[] Run to the bitch and shank her 1d20

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>41087793
>[] Cast a spell 1d20 + Empowered by excess magic
Shock.

>>41087793
>>41087881
changing to
>[] MARLA USE THE RADIO!!!
>[] Cast a spell 1d20 + Empowered by excess magic
For tie break

>>41087957
Delete your old vote then

>>41087977
Its the fifth roll. I generally don't like deleting vvotes attached to relevant rolls.

This is going to be difficult, if she can do that kind of stuff on the fly, I'll need some support, luckily I have just the thing for that.

"MARLA!!!" I shout as loudly as I can as I run out of where the shack once stood and leap off the head of one of the dead rednecks and keep running as I dodge the first string that shoots towards me, carrying a knife. I keep running, dodging two more, before a third wraps around my neck and begins to lift me into the air. I snarl and look up.

Is that a plane? I tilt my head as I hear a distant voice screaming in a rage, followed by a yeehah.
...is that Thomas...and what's his name?

I smile, oh, I see what they meant by it now.

I grab the string and send a course of electrify through it as I look up at Alive, as my tails curl around eachother

She screams noiselessly, pulling her arms back as she struggles to get free.

she falls over and stands up, her eyes burning blue as she brings something up to her nose.

And then,, several buildings and many dead bodies rise up as something or rather two someones slam into the ground in front of me

The hick dusts himself off and adjusts his white coat, and Thomas stands up with a roaring groan, He looks around and then spots me, And laughs

What do I do?
[] Less laughing, more not zombie killing 3d20
[] Kick him in the head 1d20
[] Ignore him and run past 1d20
[] Cast a spell 1d20
[]try to explain what's going on
[] Thomas help Marla
[] Thadeus help my older sister
[] write in

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>41087992
>[] Thomas help Marla
>[] Thadeus help my older sister
This bitch is ours
>[] Cast a spell 1d20
>Hellfire against the witch

>>41087992
Is Thadeus the shadow pussy?

Rolled 18, 8, 9 = 35 (3d20)

>>41087992
>[] Less laughing, more not zombie killing 3d20
What the fuck just happened?

>>41088030
Thadeus is Deliverance,not the shadow guy

>>41088030
no, he's jump redneck, takes no falling damage

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>41087992
>[] Ignore him and run past 1d20
>[] Thomas help Marla

Rolled 8, 14, 11 = 33 (3d20)

>>41087992
>[] Less laughing, more not zombie killing 3d20

>>41088049
DO you want to quick explantion
or the long one

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>41087992
>[] Thomas help Marla
>[] Ignore him and run past 1d20

>>41088085
I can put the basic stuff together, I assume we got used to bait out the coins enemies and they knew about this so the Headmaster send these two in as reinforcements against the Cauldron.
So far true?
Wouldn't mind a more eloborate explanation.

>>41088085
>the long one

>>41088085
I guess it explains why we got C4 offered for this.
So they could find us.

I can already see Thadeus asking
>"How do we find Layla somewhere in the wilderness"
And Thomas just laughs
>"Look for the explosions"

>>41088179
Yeah we are less of an assassin and more of a professional mass murderer.

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>41087992
>[] Ignore him and run past 1d20
>[] Thomas help Marla
>[] Thadeus help my older sister