>>41420313
Reporting in, SIR!

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>>41420313

Well, this has been quite amusing for the past 10 minutes or so.

The activity in question was watching Cerberus chase his own tail, his three heads all working in some discordant tandem in an attempt to grab it.

Every now and then he would get close, before one of the heads would bump into the other and get into a shoving match; growling and bumping heads.

You must be really taking up space in this hallway.

As you pick up Cerberus to calm him down, you notice something else. Your shadow seems to shimmer and wave a little. Interesting.

You and Ken then move to find Eliza; as per your original intention. You find her in the cafeteria, sharing a table with Zireth. She notices you and absent-mindedly waves towards you.

You could go to her now and see what shes been up to.

But on the other hand, food...

What do you do?

>Go sit with Eliza, she looks like she wants to tell you something.

>FOOD, CONSUME

>>41420401
good to have you

>>41420495
>Go sit with Eliza, she looks like she wants to tell you something.

>>41420495
>>Go sit with Eliza, she looks like she wants to tell you something.
Food can wait a couple seconds.

>>41420495
>FOOD, CONSUME

>>41420547
>>41420559
looks like you guys want to see what the girl wants.
>writing

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Eliza seems rather insistent on her hand gesturing. At least, as insistent she can be; shes always been rather calm and apathetic of you.

It's something.

You make your way to her, Ken and Cerberus in tow, and sit next to her.

Zireth looks at Ken for a few seconds, who snaps a sharp salute.

"Captain Zireth!" He says, while Zireth just quietly shakes his head.

"At ease, Ken. Come, sit with us." Ken bows deeply before sitting. Zireth sighs before turning to Eliza.

"See? This is what I have to deal with." He complains in mock sadness, flailing his arms in a comedic fashion. "People bowing and saluting and throwing paper at me."

Eliza cracks a smile and Cerberus yaps at him happily, leaping out of your arms and trotting over the tables to look up at him.

"Oh?" The big man says, peering down. "And who might this fellow be?" He extends a massive hand down to Cerberus; who sniffs at it slightly.

Before trying to put all three mouths around it; with little success.

"Cerberus!" you gasp, startled. This man could kill you all with a open palm and the first thing your dog does is bite him?

He be crazy.

Zireth just laughs, as Cerberus tries to fit the mans hand into his mouths. "It's quite alright Alex, I'm quite fond of dogs." he says as he scratches the head in the middle's chin, eliciting a grunt of pleasure as a response.

"I have to say though, this is quite the experience, having three heads on one dog!" He smiles again, before you manage to pull the little puppy's body back towards you.

'he tastes good'

"He's not food." You counter, before realizing you're talking to your dog in front of people.

Whoops.

"He's a summon, Sir." Ken fills in for Zireth, who nods.

"Yes, and thought communication too, means you have a deep bond with the creature Alex." He nods approvingly.

You shrug, "It's been like that since the beginning." You say, petting all the heads at once with some fancy hand maneuvering.

>cont.

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>>41420924

There's movement behind you, and you turn to find Dominic entering the cafeteria as well, his hair looking slightly torched and his body battered. He finds you though, and waves before coming over.

"Hey, there you are!" He says, as Stark and a women; blond and stoic, walks up behind him.

"Ah, Dominic was it?" Zireth says, looking at him, "I see you've met Hawk."

You turn to the women in question, who nods slightly. "Eliza Mcdowell, Alex Hawkens. It's a pleasure to meet you." She says, very business like, and reaches out to shake each of your hands. "I'm Hawk, I'm one of the members of Captain Zireth's squad."

Stark next to her sighs, "More like paper-pusher; honestly Zireth, do you ever get tired of ditching paper work?" Stark grunts, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Zireth only laughs in response. "As long as I have you and Hawk picking up my slack, I'm more than happy to run around!"

Stark grunts something and shakes his head, while Hawk sighs and puts her hand on her hip.

Zireth then turns to you, putting his hands together on top of the table.

"Alex, what do you think of your time here so far?"

A rather odd question, one that catches you off guard; and makes you think.

What do you say?

>It's been good to me, I've gotten friends and teammates, and they've helped me through the fights.

>It's difficult, I'm glad I'm still alive.

>It's been pretty easy, my team and I could probably handle more

>Other (write-in)

>>41421100
>It's been good to me, I've gotten friends and teammates, and they've helped me through the fights.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>41421100

Also, what food are you picking up from the Cafeteria?

>Chinese Cuisine

>Western Cuisine

>Japanese Cuisine

>Other
Rolling for shenanigans

>>41421100
>It's been good to me, I've gotten friends and teammates, and they've helped me through the fights.
>Western Cuisine

>>41421144
>Western Cuisine

>>41421100
>It's difficult, I'm glad I'm still alive.
> Cajun Cuisine

>>41421170
>>41421131
Western Cuisine I guess

Also telling Zireth that friends are cool.

>writing

btw i feel like absolute shit, im not sure whats wrong.

>>41421200
Absolutely seconded.
Deep fried gator with a cayenne spice.

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>>41421100
You shrug after a moments thought, and are about to answer when your stomach grumbles at you. Dominic snickers and Eliza rolls her eyes.

"Go, students need to eat after all." Zireth says laughing. You quietly excuse yourself from the table to get something to eat.

Western Cuisine was your favorite with Cajun foods coming a close second. There was something about gator meat that was quite delicious.

However this time it was a day for ribs. You loaded up on some barbecue ribs that almost melted off the bone and some baked potato which was loaded with sour cream, and cheese.

Sometimes, Life is good.

You came back with Dominic and Eliza who had gotten Japanese food and Chinese food respectively and spend the next five minutes eating, with the older members looking on in amusement.

After cleaning your plate, you begin to speak again.

"Well, I think that the Academy has been good. I've got good teammates, and better friends." You say, indicating to Dominic and Eliza.

Dominic smiles widely while Eliza doesn't say anything, but has a faint dusting of red on her cheeks.

"We've accomplished quite a bit, I think." You continue, as Stark nods approvingly "But I still think we can do more, we can push ourselves to the very limits, and beyond even that."

Zireth nods slowly "Very good." He intones, looking at Ken and Stark. "Then you have the right mentality for the training."

"I should tell you now, the power will not come straight away. It will take several months, maybe years, before the power will come. But it will come."

He nods again, and stands up. Ken stands with him.

"We will reconvene tomorrow, you are free to do as you please until then." He says, smiling.

"I bid you good day." He turns and begins to depart, the group of older warriors following him.

You faintly hear Ken and Stark talking animatedly, something about Jack and rounds; before they turn the corner and disappear.

>cont
this made me so hungry

>>41420495
That pic reminds me of Ruka.

Daga... Otoko da.

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>>41421582

You didn't have much else to do the rest of the day, other than hanging out and talking to Eliza and Dominic about their days.

Dominic had to go against Stark for a bit, before they were interrupted by Jack, who challenged Stark to a duel. That would have ended in a tie, he assumed; if Hawk had not shown up to stop it.

Eliza's day was much more serene, involving talking, studying, and meditating with Zireth. Apparently, large magic pools couldn't be used easily. In Eliza's case, she was barely using any of her potential.

As you all bid each other farewell and retire to your rooms, you find yourself lying on your bed.

You feel sleep coming, but not fast enough. You still have some time to think.

What do you think about?

>The past, the burning hills, the stormy night.

>The present, Eliza, Dominic, your missions and responsibilities.

>The dark feeling inside you.

>>41421708
>The past, the burning hills, the stormy night.

>>41421708
also i realized how hungry i am so ill brb to make something.

>>41421708
>The present, Eliza, Dominic, your missions and responsibilities.

>>41421708
>The present, Eliza, Dominic, your missions and responsibilities.

>>41421708
>The present, Eliza, Dominic, your missions and responsibilities.

some chucklefuck locked the common kitchen. so i guess im not eating or something

>writing

>>41421958
>A college student without ramen in his room

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>>41421708

You think about your friends. As someone who doesn't remember their original family, they had become surrogate siblings to you. The closest people you could recall.

You hope that doesn't change anytime soon, or that you don't do anything to screw it up. During your brief time in the orphanage, you never really had friends. Anyone who tried to was shoved away or were scared of you.

The Demon Child of Black Hill, you remember you were called once. The name kind of amused you now; considering your current powers.

You thought about Dominic, how he was close to you, and you trusted him. He was a bit of a goof, but you knew he cared for you and Eliza.

Sometimes you caught the fact that he felt like he was hiding a secret that no one else could know. And that he was scared if anyone found out.

At first you thought it was because of his family, but what if it was something more?

Well, You can only hope he'll tell you.

Eliza; the girl was still a mystery to you, although you knew, even without her confirmation; that she was someone you could rely on, and you wanted to tell her somehow that she could rely on you too.

Because sometimes you catch her staring into the distance, a sad look on her face; so different from the calm and collected stoic expression she carries around. A look that told you that she sometimes felt she held the whole world on her shoulders. And you wanted to help.

You just wish you knew how.

You hope that the days you spend now, training and having fun, even in the face of danger; could last.

But you knew it was never that simple.

And so, before you fell asleep, you knew the one thing that was most important to you as your responsibilities of a leader.

Keeping you all alive.

>cont

>>41422047
meh, its not like i don't. its just i heavily dislike instant ramen
go ahead, call me spoiled

>>41422172
>call me spoiled
Nah.
I'm a culinary student, so... Ya know.

Instant ramen is fucking gross.

>>41421708
So does "Jack" at full power have the ability to suplex something that would weigh several hundred tons?

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>>41422156

Soon, you drift off to sleep, and dream of fruitless things.

That is, until you end up in a room with a white horizon again. Cerberus is there too, fully grown.

'here again' he seems to ask, cocking his head.

"I guess so." You sigh, and sit down.

You feel something tugging at you, and you realize that your shadow is pulling away from you. Out of curiosity, you grab at it and tug. It pulls away into a shape that looks strangely like you.

A shadow you presume. Maybe it has something to do with the powers you obtained from Lireath's magic gem.

"You have awakened me." It says, its voice an echoing hollow sound that seems to reverberate around the room.

"Do you have need of me?"

What the hell?

>What the hell are you?

>What is this place?

>Can we go somewhere else? I'm getting bored of all white.

>Other

>>41422242
maybe

>>41422198
Yeah well since im going into game design, i think i'm doomed to eat instant fast food forever.

such is the life.

>brb for cooking, someone unlocked the kitchen bless their soul

>>41422283
>>What the hell are you?
>What is this place?

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>>41422298
>maybe

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bt0HxlljWdk

Hey, pic related

>>41422375
will do anon.
>>41422310
should i wait for more or just go with this.

>>41422310
seconding

>>41422636
>>41422310
alrighty then

>writing

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>>41422283

"First of all, what the hell are you?" You ask, not really feeling in the mood to be surprised.
"And don't say another summon, I think I have enough on my hands with Cerberus."

'thanks'

"Looked in a mirror lately?" it asks you, its demeanor suddenly changing. It sounds a hell lot like...
"Yeah that's right, you." It says, reading your mind. It's originally shadowy figure warps and twist until it forms a mirror image of you, with shadows hiding every definitive feature.

"Yeah, I'm you, sort of. I'm the representation of your dark magic." it says, shrugging.

"Hang on, isn't that a bit of a spoiler?" You say, scratching your head. "Aren't you supposed to be all mysterious and shit, waiting until the moment is right to reveal your true purpose?"

The thing stares at you, "What the hell do you think this is, some sort of battle comic?" 'He' shakes his head. "You're the entity that controls me, and you can bring me to heel at any time; why the hell should I bother resisting?"

You shrug. Wouldn't this thing know?

It shrugs as well "Anyways, I'm only really here if you do something stupid, like this." It snaps its fingers, and suddenly the environment around you changes.

Into the fiery hell from your previous dreams.

"What does this have to do with anything?" You ask, before the spirit hushes you "Shut up and watch."

In the view, you see yourself again; this time bruised and battered, having trouble walking properly. Your eye was missing, and you were missing your weapon.

As you watch, the Alex in the vision collapses to his knees and cries out. From behind him; a demon appears.

The conversation between him and the demon is muted; but you understand completely what was said.

As the vision fades, you turn to your spirit version of yourself. "You know I wouldn't make a contract with a demon, let alone a devil. Why warn me?"
>cont.

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>>41422907
In a hellish landscape, with a missing eye and no weapon, eh?

All we need is to lose a hand and get MAXIMUM OVERSWOLE and we turn into pic related

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>>41423001
Just be sure not to get on any boats

>>41423028
Does the /u/boat count?

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>>41423028
SON OF A BIIIIIITCH!!!

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>>41422907
The spirit shakes his head. "It never hurts to be careful." He says, shrugging his shoulders again.

"Demons tempt you with power. And power is exactly what you want. Zireth saw it in your- no, our eyes. Why do you think he gave you that speech." He says looking at you.

The spirit was right, you realized. More than anything, you want power.

Not just power to take revenge for what they did to you and humanity, but the power to protect your friends.

And to make sure no one else ever had to fight again. Because you've seen what fighting does. And as it is, the fight between humans and demons will never end. You wanted to change that.

You sigh, and sit down once more; tired again.

"So what about this place? Is it anything special?" You ask the spirit, who nods.

"Yeah, its just a place where all your powers belong, its kind of like a home for us." He says, turning around.

"The more powers you obtain here, the more things will appear." He shakes his head.

"Mind you, it might get a bit crowded here, so mind how many of those dark crystals you use up." he says, chuckling.

"Now get out of here, you've got to wake up." He says, giving you a light shove into a flash of light.

You wake up again, much earlier than you're supposed to.

You sigh, and look at Cerberus lying next to you, still asleep. As you absentmindedly scratch his head, you wonder what to do.

You suppose going to the training yard would be a good idea. And so you quietly head out there.

When you reach it, you find you weren't the only one who woke up early.
Ken, Stark, Hawk and Jack are all there.

What do you do?

>Watch, see what happens

>Go up and greet them

>Other

>>41423001
>>41423028
>>41423085
Ooh boy
where the hell are you guys when im waiting for decisions
i just realized i have a cold, and it sucks to write with a cold. fuck.

>>41423088
>Watch, see what happens
Sneaky sneaky

>>41423088
>Watch, see what happens

>>41423088
>Watch, see what happens

>>41423142
>>41423159
>>41423195
I almost passed out, damn medicine.

>writing.

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>>41423088

This looks rather interesting, you think to yourself. And they haven't noticed you yet. Let's see what happens.

It looks like Jack and Ken are about to fight, with Stark and Hawk being referees of sorts.

After receiving a nod from Stark, Ken takes a deep breath, stares Jack in the eyes.

And pulls on his mask.

His magical pressure instantly changes; and it almost feels like that of a demon's. It's strange... Why does it feel a little familiar?

His aura, from its calm, normal and neutral dark changes into a almost hysterical, frantic and desperate black of danger and despair.

As Ken stumbles, Jack is on him in an instant, you being barely able to see his sword unsheathe as he swings with deadly precision, and you briefly see lightning etched through his blade as it arcs through the air.

There's a brilliant flash as thunder pours from the sky into Jack's blade, creating a booming shockwave that almost knocks you over, even from the distance that you're at.

When the dust clears, Ken is still standing, barely wounded even. This time, four black limbs emerged from his back, all of them being used to block Jack's devastating two handed strike that was imbued with thunder magic. Jack's sword stuck deep, and as he struggled to free it; Ken spoke.

'Ahhhh... Jack, trying to hit me while I'm preparing?" Ken tuts, almost as if scolding a small child; his voice becoming sad and chilling, sending shivers down your spine.

Jack wrenches his sword free and flips away, landing and spinning to face Ken again. Ken merely stands there, flexing his limbs and drawing his own sword.

"That's not what I expected from a honorable samuraaaai." he coos, before looking up, his one eye now drenched in that horrible black and red color.

"THAT'S NOT WHAT I EXPECTED AT ALL! JAAACK." Ken screams, using two of his limbs to rocket himself at Jack, his sword hand whirling and the two tentacles surging under the ground to attack from below.

>cont.

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>>41423629

Jack readies his blade again, his helmet visor slamming down as he blocks the first strike; a crater forming under his feet from the weight of the blow.

Jack grunts under the strain, before trading a terrifyingly fast exchange of blows with Ken, blades and limbs flying as each tried to get a edge on the other.

"WHATS WRONG WHATS WRONG? COME ON JACK." Ken rants, slamming one of the limbs into the blade, locking it in place again.

"KEEP." Ken steps on his own limb, and draws back his foot.

"FIGHTING." He unleashes the foot straight into the side of Jacks' head, who barely manages to block it with an armored forearm as the force of the blow sends him tumbling away.

"YOU STOP CAN'T STOP NOW JACK." Ken roars into the dust cloud, laughing manically. "NOT UNTIL I'VE SLORPED YOUR PRECIOUS RED WATER."

This is fucking terrifying.

Jack bursts out from the smog, blade held up high to deliver a downward cut.

"Oh?" Ken snaps as he blocks the sword again, before Jack holds two fingers up straight at Ken's head.

"Ten thousand bolts!" Jack shouts, blue lightning arcing from his fingers, Ken being stunned by the lightning temporarily; his limbs freezing in place for only a second.

A second was all Jack needed. He lands and sheathes his sword before taking a stance.

"Through Steel, my body is born!" He chants, and although his pressure was increasing, his magical power stayed the same. Perhaps its a mantra?

"Judgement Cut!" Jack roars, his sword coming from his sheath like a bullet from a gun, landing tens, hundreds of strikes onto Ken's body.

Ken screams, unable to block at all due to the thunder magic coursing through his body. All the damage is dealt at once, and he flies through the air; a trail of blood following him.

He slams into a rock formation that shatters, creating more dust and obscuring vision of him. Jack stands stock still; ready for Ken.

Ken must be almost dead from that attack. You think, almost rushing forward.

>cont.

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>>41423872

But just as you're about to break from your cover, you hear laughing. From Ken.

"You've gotten stronger Jack..." He laughs, rising up from the dust.

How the hell is he standing?

"If it weren't for the healing, I'd be done for." He murmurs, almost sounding like his normal self again.

"But THAT'S BAD FOR YOU ISN'T IT? JACK!" He screeches, pulling his tentacles into each other.

"The mind of sanity, which all mortals crave,

let loose thy twisted reality!

Show the suffering, the hatred, the death.

And bring unto me the most grandest prize!"

As he chants, Stark realizes what he's doing.

"Ken stop! If you do that-"

"I DON'T HEAR IT." He screams back, charging up a ball of pure blackness.

"EAT HIS SOUL, DEATHADDER." He bellows, unleashing the ball towards Jack.
Before Jack as a time to make a move however, a figure jumps in front of the blast.

"Holy Grail!." A white sphere appears, swallowing the energy whole. And inside the sphere stands...

Zireth.

In a blink, he appears behind Ken and rips off his mask. Ken yelps as his power fades; as well as his dark eye. He looks around briefly before realizing what he has done, and instantly falls to his knees.

"Captain Zireth! I sincerely apologize for this misconduct and grave crime that I committed.
I will humbly receive any punishment you deem necessary!" Kent says, clearly scared and embarrassed of his actions.

Zireth just sighs and shrugs. "Ken, what did I tell you about using that?" He asks, looking deadly serious for the first time; towering over Ken.

"That I should never use it unless you were present." He says, ashamed. Stark sighs and steps forward.

"I take partial responsibility for that Chief." He says, mollified. "I had no idea he wouldn't listen to reason when he's put on the mask."

Zireth stares at him briefly, "It's no small matter, but I forgive you." Stark bows. Zireth then turns to Jack. "But the gravest crime of all is Jack here. Why here? On Academy grounds?"
>cont

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>>41424127
this is fun

Jack stays silent, and merely falls to one knee.

Zireth just rolls his eyes, the one thing that makes him look very Eliza-ish, you realize.

"Rise, Jack. But remember that although it was an honorable duel; Ken is not a man that plays fair, despite his demeanor." Jack only nods, and stands up before bowing, his visor hiding his face the entire time before walking off.

Zireth scratches his chin. "I can never understand that guy." He mutters, before turning to where you were situated, far away.

"You can come out now Alex."

How did he know. You wonder before stepping out, revealing yourself to the others. Ken gasps in horror before sitting on his knees in silence.

"You saw?" He asks you, and you nod.

"Everything. You're pretty strong." You say.

"You must think I'm disgusting." He moans, covering his face with his hands.

Everyone else looks awkwardly around. You sigh inwardly.

What do you say?

>Write-in

>>41424237
>What's so bad about that last spell Ken performed?

>>41424262
woulda fucked your day up pretty good; i'll tell ya that.

>>41424262
>>41424237
Second

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>>41424298
btw is everyone just real quiet lately or what

>>41424318
Dunno man, I thought there were more people. What happened to music dude?

>>41424344
duno, this is like the reverse of what happens in other quests. Instead of the QM being kill; my audience is kill.

anyways ill probably wrap up after this next thingy.

>writing

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>>41424237

"I wanted to ask you Ken, what was so dangerous about the last spell?" You ask, kneeling down so Ken looked you in the eye.

"It's a 9th level devour spell." He says, shuddering. "That one, if Zireth had not stopped it; would have eaten Jack's soul. If it didn't kill him outright, Jack would have been forever in a coma." He shakes his head. "And if Jack had blocked it with his own spell, the resulting magical rebound could have very well destroyed this entire Academy."

Wow,

These people are freaking dangerous.

"So what was that spell that stopped it?" You ask, turning to Zireth. Zireth smiles sheepishly.

"Well, its not really a spell, its more like an artifact." He says, pulling something out of his robe. It looked like a simple mug.

"Looks pretty plain right?" He smiles, judging from your gaze. You shrug. "Yeah actually, looks like an ordinary cup or mug."

"This thing can absorb any kind of magic, no matter the element." He declares, storing it back inside. "it's not really supposed to be used, but I'm the only one it reacts to for some reason." He shrugs. "It's a pretty annoying burden, to be carrying it around; and it doesn't do more than that. But its pretty useful when it comes to things like this."

You shrug, and look at the school clock. It's almost time for morning classes.

"I'd better get going then." You say, preparing to take off.

"Take care of Ken." You add, looking at him still kneeling.

You take off to morning classes, realizing just how much further you have to go in this big world.

>That's it for the quest! Thanks for joining; even though its pretty quiet for 10 people.

I'll be here for any questions.

>>41424489
Thanks for running Tart, sorry people were quiet/gone

>>41424584
I'm still wondering if I run at a bad time.

Right now its 1:50 am here because EST

What time is it right now for everyone else?

>>41424619
About 11 here. I thought the first few times you had quite a few people and those times were later than this

>>41424694
that is true, the first few times i ran i ended up stopping at around 4 am which is about 1 am for you anon.

maybe its because i dont have eail or the other qms shitposting or supporting

>>41424736
Could be the case yeah, been missing Mirage lately and the other QM's

>>41424344
Shit, completely forgot this was going.

Working on a setting for an upcoming game I'm GMing.

I don't think this happened this thread.

Can't let it fall into antiquity.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=fuYH5emPuts

>>41424789
i dont get it
is there something to get here

>>41424832
dont be such a faggot then, just run the quest and quit this passive aggressive shit

>>41424736
Im sorry i couldn't be here to shitpost support you and participate, i had pesky obligations to take care of.

>>41424832
Anyway you should start the thread back up at some point i think, don't give up so fast next time unless you only have an allotted amount of time, just wait it out for us anons to show up.

In any case i'm sorry about the lack of people. It really doesn't reflect that 'your writing a shit' or anything like that, i really like this quest and think you are running it well so i hope you don't take the lack of players too hard tart.