>>41894612
cont
as I see my two broken and battered children laid out on padded beds, stuck full of unnatural medicines and treatments to keep them breathing and among us. I frown, that warlocky lock seemed all to eager too keep these two alive, it's also strange that they got here so quickly, arriving even before I got here.

If it wasn't for their single minded hatred for our shared foe, I'd have suspected they were the monsters that attacked here.

A woman with white hair, wrapped up in a straight jacket sits over the one of the two who has actually managed to respond to our questions with anything but drool and groans.

"Get away from my daughter, if you would be so polite to give a father his grieving" I say politely yet sternly to the nutjob these emotionless bastards sent to help me get my revenge, according to her at least

"Hmmm?" She says, sounding like she just woke from a dream "Oh didn't see you there master druid, haaahaaahaaa, yes I was just asking a few questions"

"at least yet her recover first" I say as I sit down next to her, brushing what remains of her hair out of her eyes as she breathes raggedly and gasps pathetically, my heart hurting as I stare into her eyes, oh so hurt and broken down as she continues to mouth the same words she's been chanting since we've got her talking, Miller stone, Miller stone, Miller stone.

"Recover?" the girl says, leaning across the table to look at me with her strange eyes, which I wish she'd stop staring at me with "hmm, you're lucky you still have her at all, it is not like the demon eating cat to give back it's prey so readily"

"Why must you remind me that?" I ask "I know I fucked up, your kind has been mocking me behind my back since it happened, maybe before knowing what you all can do, I fucked up, I know I did, I sent my best to defend against decoys sent to distract me from the true target of the night, that Marrow is a tricky sort, I should've listened I know"
cont

>>41894651

"Mocked you?" She asks, sounding hurt as she scratches her head against her shoulder "No, we'd never mock you, who has learned the feeling of loss that drives we witches and warriors of god to war, all driven through our hearts like a sharpened stake, no we'd never mock you, in fact, we'd like to try to make the process of mourning a bit easier"

"Another of your offers?' I sigh shaking my head "isn't perverting my children enough for you yet?"

"Oh no, we both know who did this" She says smiling a cruel smile, the previous chillness and friendliness vanishing as she gets close enough for me to feel her breath "Say it with me would you?"

"Layla Miller" We say in turn, with the mad women adding "Allie Stone, two of the three wandering souls of the lucky coin"

"I'd say it was funny you knew that, but as I understand it, the first has been quite a thorn in our collective sides" I say "And is the whole reason my children joined this fight in the first place"

"It is true that Miller's hunger and passion for killing is sole driving force for this dirty little war" She says "that's not ever a secret, Her whims drove us to this, even if our other ally pushed her first, and continued pushing her"

"Didn't you two try to kidnap all three of her sisters?" I ask

"Y..yes, but we only helped after the war started, unlike the zealots" She sighs "they would have been fantastic weapons against her, and yet, all three of them escaped, with her help or not"

"So why are you telling me what I already know?" I ask

"Because I knooow something you dooon't" She says smiling childishly

I sigh, rubbing my forehead as my daughter holds my hand as my other children watch from behind the windows.

"Yes yes, see, we know where the coin's school is, and as such, where Miller tends to roost with her sisters and love, when she isn't out killing of course" She says smiling as her eyes glaze over

"So why haven't you just burned it to the ground?" I ask
Cont

>>41894702
Cont
"We tried to, or at least the lord's dagger did" She says calmly "it ended with most of the forces they sent dead, with minimal casualties on the coins' side, a blunt attack just won't work"

"So you're suggesting I send a small force into a suicide attack against her?" I ask "Hmm, you know, you're much more lucid than I thought you were, I'll give the order now"

I place two of my fingers on the root in the middle of my arm, but the woman kicks my hand away, leaning back in her chair as she squirms around in her straightjacket like a worm

I open my mouth to yell at her, but she beats me to it

"No, send your best" She says, suddenly sounding grim and infuriated as she suddenly stands up and stares me in the eyes "Layla is not some oil baron or strip miner you can just kill, she's a second generation vampire who eats the souls of any who fall prey to her, her gullet is a small grave yard illed with the maddened souls of those unfortunate enough to die by her hand and hunger and among the souls inside her are two of the nine killers of my guild trained in ways you're rank and file fodder cannot hope to learn, so send your best or send them with sauce"

I glare at her, as she smiles again, and sits back down, humming to herself as she taps her feet on the edge of the bed, rocking her head back and forth as I stare at her tilting my head .

"Fine, but how would I get them there in the first place?" I ask

"Oh I can take care of that" She says laughing rocking faster and faster.

God why is everything so stupid?

Layla Miller
...
Today is a lovely day, the clouds are blocking out the sun and I don't have to worry about a damn thing. I take a deep breath, enjoying the smell of dried dirt and soaked grass, before I close the window and go back inside.

What do I do?
[] wait outside the bathroom door for maria
[] make something 1d20
[] Inspect inventory
[] find one of my sisters
[] go to a class
[] go for a walk somewhere
[] write in

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>41894719
>[] Inspect inventory
>[] make something 1d20
Any poisons I missed plus a new doozy, maybe something that freezes blood in the veins of the afflicted? I used to love ice pops.

>>41894719
>[] wait outside the bathroom door for maria

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>41894719
>[] make something 1d20
Stock up on ghoul

>>41894719
>Make something
There's gotta be someone who makes killing implements as a hobby. See what they might be able to do with a sample of our blood. Maybe commission a knife with that.

>>41894719
If we make a bomb with our blood in it, then prep our blood with some sort of thrall spell, can we make a bomb that turns people into loyal, mindless zombies?

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>41894719
>[] wait outside the bathroom door for maria
>[] make something 1d20
More explosives and ghul

>>41894921
>can we make a bomb that turns people into loyal, mindless zombies?
We don't have that ability. And they would need to ingest it.
And the bomb would need to explode without any heat.

>>41894612
>I flip and catch a single, shining spittle covered gold coin, the single proof of who the criminals were
Guess we shouldn't have used it.

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>41894719
>[] Inspect inventory
>[] make something 1d20
Make explosives and new poisons.

>>41894719
>[] go to a class
Fight class.

Judging from that terrible noise that is water falling, Maria is probably still in the shower...she takes too long in there sometimes for my tastes. I sigh, my ears dipping slightly and then immediately perking up as I realize this means I have time to make some rather nasty goodies.

I smile ear to ear, as I walk over to the table, grabbing the few bits of toxic ingredients I kept in the room in a small box, before I quickly unpack them and my tools. I hum a simple tune to myself as I go through the careful work of making ghoul, even if most poisons don't do anything to me, I've seen what this does to other people, and while it is hilarious, I don't want it happening to me any time soon.

I pour a bit of water into the bright almost neon orange mixture before me, diluting it a bit so it goes into the veins a bit easier. I change the tune of my hum, making it a bit easier to listen to as my tail twitches around while I grab to empty syringes and fill them with ghoul

I flick the needles, before I stow them away in my hoodie.

I turn, hoping to see a disappointing maria, and frown as I see the bathroom door is still closed. I sigh and look back at my materials...I still should have enough time to make another thing or two

What do I do/make?
[] Something to freeze blood
[] something to increase blood flow
[] A shrapnel bomb
[] more smoke bombs
[] throwing knife bomb
[] blood clotter
[] annoy maria
[] go to a class
[] Find one of my sisters
[]go for a walk
[] write in

>>41895103
>[] something to increase blood flow

>>41895103
>[] Something to freeze blood
Ice pops!

>>41895103
>[] Something to freeze blood
>[] something to increase blood flow
>[] A shrapnel bomb

>>41895103
>[] throwing knife bomb
Well, we can't uye frozen blood, but its tempting

>>41895103
>[] Something to freeze blood
>[] something to increase blood flow

>>41895103
>[] more smoke bombs
>[] throwing knife bomb

>>41895103
>[] Something to freeze blood
>[] more smoke bombs
Ghoul already increases blood flow

I tap my fingers on the table top, as I try to think about what exactly I should make to killing people a bit more entertaining, I tilt my head and close my eyes, and then tilt it to the other side as I open my eyes again, staring at the wall of the room, Maybe it will give me some kind of inspiration...somehow. I shake my head and bite my finger, chewing on it a bit as I try to think.

Wait of course, how could it take me this long to think something up? It's simple, I just have to make something to do with blood, it shouldn't be too hard to make something like that right? I mean I made ghoul, so I should be able to make something as simple as a blood thinner...or freeze...could I even freeze blood? Well, I can damn well try to at least. Hmm I could make something to increase blood flow, but ghoul already does that, but it also does alot more than just that and sometimes that's a bit too much. And besides I think I have some stuff lying around that could be used to make something nice and explody, haven't used explosives in faaar too long.

I hear the shower stop as I start to shift through all the bottles, and vials in front of me. Hmm I have to fast about this, just in case.

roll 4d20 (Freeze, blood flow, knife bomb, smoke bomb)

>>41895103
>[] something to increase blood flow

Rolled 6, 19, 5, 7 = 37 (4d20)

>>41895461

Rolled 1, 18, 12, 16 = 47 (4d20)

>>41895461

Rolled 9, 9, 2, 6 = 26 (4d20)

>>41895461
rolling

>>41895536
welp no ice pops

Rolled 15, 16, 16, 13 = 60 (4d20)

>>41895461

Okay let the head party begin, okay how do I make blood freeze? I lean back into my chair, tapping my forehead as I try to figure out what I have in arms reach that could actually make blood freeze. I sigh and shake my head, okay, forgetting that one for now.

Now comes the easy party, increasing blood flow, all I really have to do is increase heart rate, which really isn't hard at all, all I have to do is take these pills, smash them up into a nice dust and then dilute it just a bit so I can actually inject it and boom
*3 blood flow increases made*
I stick the still wet syringes into my hoodie as my ears swivel around, catching every noise around the room as I quickly and messily pack all of my poisons away into the back as I grab the what little.

Okay, now what do I have to make bombs with...knives yes knives are perfect for shrapnel, and if they survive the explosion I can use them again. I reach into my back pack and pull out five of my throwing knives before I walk into the kitchen and grab a small pot.

I grab two of my fire works, and empty their contents in the box. that's not enough, I need more, I look around the room for things that can explode, hmm, maybe I could use some of those things over there? I jam them in the pot, sticking the knives alongside with them as I put a fuse in it and run it out of the lid, before I tie it down with a few rolls of duct tape.

and smoke bombs, well those are easy, I'll just ration out the last few fireworks I have.

I finish making the last small ball as I here the bathroom door open behind me. I stuff them into my pockets as I kick the knife bomb under the table.

Maria stares at me, as I try to not look suspicious.

"What did you do this time?" She sighs tiredly

What do I do?
[] tell the truth
[] distract her
[] Heeey want to go on a walk
[] leave the room without saying anything
[] change the subject
[] write in

>>41895795
>[] leave the room without saying anything

>>41895795
>[] leave the room without saying anything

>>41895795
>[] leave the room without saying anything
But with shifty eyes.

>>41895795
>[] tell the truth

>>41895795
>[] tell her the truth

>>41895795
>[] tell the truth

>>41895795
>[] tell the truth

>>41895795
>[] leave the room without saying anything

>>41895795
>[] tell the truth

"Oh, I just made some poisons and a bomb out of some kitchenware" I say smiling widely as she squints at me without her glasses "among other things"

"Is that it?" She asks as she sits down on the couch, looking over at me from the back as her hair drapes over it "with the way you were acting, I thought you might've hid a body in the floor or...wait, what were the other things exactly?"

"I don't know" I say shrugging "Not really important now, since they're you know in a bomb"

"Layla!" She says sternly, still looking at me with her squinting eyes "what did you use?"

"I don't know, I just told you" I say shrugging again "Besides it probably wasn't important anyways"

Maria sighs and smiles.

"Well, so long as you didn't use my laptop I don't really care" She says giggling under her breath "Just ask next time, okay?"

"I'll try to remember" I say smiling widely as I pull the bomb from under the table

"Oh, and don't use pots for bombs again, we kind of need those" She says "Well you don't but...you know what I mean"

What do I do?
[] tease her
[] ask if she wants to do something
[] visit the witch, or clementine and snack
[] go to a class
[] requests
[] find a sister
[]Hug Maria
[] write in

>>41896134
>[]Hug Maria
>[] find a sister, Jasmine

>>41896134
>[] requests
He needs pestering.

>>41896134
[] tease her
[]Hug Maria
then
[] go to a class
fighting

>>41896134
>[]Hug Maria
>[] visit clementine and snack

>>41896134
>[]Hug Maria
>[] requests

>>41896134
>[] tease her
>[]Hug Maria
>[] requests
get some new knives and stuff
>[] visit clementine, snack, and the new guy. vampire

>>41896134
>[]Hug Maria
>[] find a sister, Jasmine

I clear the distance between us in a moment, and pull her into my arms, giving her a hug as I put my head on her shoulder. She stays still in shock for a few moments, before she hugs me back, running one hand through my hair as she plants a kiss on my cheeks, she grabs at my hoodie, but I pull back. She frowns and sighs, looking disappointed as she crosses her arms and lays down on the couch.

"Later" She mumbles "Later me and you will have some nice quality time alone"

"Later, got ya" I say turning to the door, as I swear my heart beats a bit in my chest before falling still "Stay safe, I'm heading out to bother request guy"

"Have fuuuuun" She says waving as I walk out the door, pulling my hoodie over my ears "don't stay out too long, I want to marathon some movies later"

"Understood" I say with a nod as I close the door behind me.

I smile and hum to myself as I walk down the hallway, humming to myself as I go, which probably creeps out the scardey cats around me, but I don't pay enough attention to them to notice anyways, so it doesn't matter, really. I mean I have such a good day ahead of me.

I walk down the stairs, nodding at the half asleep agent behind the counter as I walk into the courtyard, a path clearing for me as I walk down the concrete walkway, still humming to myself as I go along.

I turn to down the path surrounded by sharp looking iron spiked fences, and smile as I see the prison like requests office.

I slowly walk down it, and open the door, the bell ringing as I do so.

"Look, I don't care how hungry you are, I am not giving you my steak, do you have any idea how hard it is too get a nice steak on this godamn island?!" Request guy shouts at my older sister Marla, who's snarling at him as she presses her hands against the glass.

"Do I look like I care you one eyed fucker?" She growls smaking the glass, causing it to shake and shudder

"Do I look like I give a single good godamn" He begins before he spots me over her shoulder
cont

>>41896455
"Oh just WONDERFUL, the devil herself, Do I get a prize if the other two of you walk in here, did plan this or something to ruin my day"

"Hey Marla" I say smiling as my sister turns towards me, her hat twitching slightly due to the fact she's still hiding her ears, don't know why, it's much more comfortable to let them loose after all "Hey request guy"

"I have a name you know" He sighs angrily, glaring at me "So let me guess, you want half of my stock, as well as shit I should be giving you, am I right?"

"Does anyone care?" Marla asks

"touche" he says shrugging "So what will it be, do I need to get a strapping young Spaniard called pedro to help me with your order?

What do I do?
[] mess with him
[] Yeah I'll take...
[] Why don't you just eat his other eye, Marla, if you're so hungry?
[] Leave
[] write in

>>41896561
[] mess with him
[] Yeah I'll take...
pot and pans, clothes, cooking supplies, my poison supplies, any meat you have on hand for Marla, oh and that steak.

>>41896561
>[] Why don't you just eat his other eye, Marla, if you're so hungry?
>[] Yeah I'll take some of the high end stuff since I have a bunch of money.

>>41896561
>[] Yeah I'll take...
>fire bombs, lots of fire bombs. If not available, material to make more fire bombs. Some meat for Marla, replacements for the stuff we used to make our last vatch of supplies
>[] Why don't you just eat his other eye, Marla, if you're so hungry?

>>41896561
>>41896654
seconding

>>41896561
>[] Yeah I'll take...
Thowing knives, more clothes, a wedding ring, tranquilizers, cooking supplies, lab equipment, claymore mines, and a large moose for Marla.
> Also I would like to know the stuff the twisted rose is has supplied you

>>41896561
>[] Yeah I'll take...
I WANT ONE OF THOSE DART GUNS YOU FUCKER. GIVE ME MY DART GUN!
And some steak for Marla, I guess.

>>41896758
Good idea
>Ask if we can order rings over him

>>41896561
>>41896654
Adding the dart gun and ring question

>>41896758
adding dart gun as well

"Why don't you just eat his other eye, Marla if you're so hungry?" I ask as I lean against the counter next to my sister

Both of them turn and look at me with disgust for a moment.

"What, it's not like he really needs it" I say shrugging "Besides, I'm pretty sure eyes are delicacies in some parts of the world"

"Okay, going to ignore that for now, because holy shit that's creepy even for you" He says scratching under his eyepatch with a single coin in the middle of it "So what do you want, you creepy little girl"

"Well, lets see" I say smiling widely as he leans back in his office chair "I'd like something flammable and explodeable, some meat for my big sister, some more stuff for poisons, some clothes, tranquilizers, things for cooking, lab equipment, claymore and a moose if you have them, oh and one of those dart guns"

"That'll be six thousand" He says holding his hand out

I shrug and hand him the cash from my hoodie's pocket and hand it too him, as Marla's tail shakes under her leather jacket.

"This will be one second, if my back doesn't give out" he sighs heavily as he stands up and walks over to the back of his shop.

I tap my finger on the counter as I hear him grunt, curse and wheeze for awhile, before he comes out with a large box, covered in duct tape.

"Here you go, half of my store, don't care what you do with it" he says "no get out"

"OH one more thing" I say smiling

"Get out" He says

"Can you get me a wedding ring, or two?" I ask sheepishly

"...sure, just put the order in and I'll do my best, if, YOU GET OUT" He shouts, slamming his hands on the counter as Marla digs through the box, drooling as she pulls four packages wrapped in butcher's paper

What do I do?
[] keep bothering him
[] get this stuff back to the room
[] follow Marla
[] write in

>>41897090
>[] keep bothering him

>>41897090
>[] get this stuff back to the room

>>41897090
>[] follow Marla

>>41897090
>[] get this stuff back to the room

>>41897090
[] get this stuff back to the room

>>41897090
>[] follow Marla

>>41897090
>[] get this stuff back to the room
>[] follow Marla

>>41897090
>[] follow Marla

"Hey Marla" I say as I grab a side of the box as my sister tries to get the butcher's paper off of her meat as she frantically runs her fingers over it with increasing frustration as she begins to drool slightly "Want to help me carry this to the room, I mean it's only fair, since I got you something to eat"

"Sure thing sis" She says from between her teeth as she gives up trying to get the paper off, and just bites into it, with a very displeased look in her eye as she grabs the other side of the box and lifts the it up and over onto her shoulders "Caam ohn"

"Don't talk when your mouth is full" I say teasingly as we walk out of the request office, Marla kicks the door open and we begin to head back to the dorms.

Marla growls every now and again as people give her and maybe me some strange looks as she continues gnawing on her raw slab of meat.

She kicks the door to the dorms open and I run up the stairs and down the hall when

"Staph!" Marla says sternly, as she tries to catch up with me with a mouth full of meat and and arm full of stuff

What do I do?
[] Listen
[] keep walking 1d20
[] ask her why
[] write in

>>41897345
>[] Listen
>[] ask her why

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>41897345
>[] keep walking 1d20

>>41897345
>[] Listen
>[] ask her why

>>41897345
>[] ask her why

>>41897345
>[] Listen
>[] ask her why

>>41897345
>[] Listen
>[] ask her why

>>41897345
[] Listen

I raise my foot to take another step, but for some reason I don't take the step forward, instead I put my foot right back down and turn around. My sister looks around nervously as her ears twitch under her hat, she sniffs the air and goes back to looking at everyone and everything, which makes the one student sharing the hall with us press himself against the wall as he slowly steps towards they stairs.

"Why?" I ask tilting my head as my older sister continues acting twitchy.

*Bang*

I wince as my ears ring from the sudden gunshot, I can just barely hear glass shatter as I blink in surprise. I turn slightly, and see a hole in the wall, just a foot away from me.

"That's why" She says spitting her meat on the floor, sticking her paper and blood covered tongue out as she shakes her head "come on, we have to get out of here"

She crouches low to the ground as the the girls in the room behind me scream in fear, and from what I can hear, scramble to get to cover.

my tail swishes back and forth, someone had to the balls to try and kill me.

What do I do?
[] follow marla 1d20
[] I'm going to kill them 1d20 to try and spot them
[]MARIA!
[] Use myself as bait 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>41897631
>[]MARIA!
>Tell Marla to go make sure Maria is safe
>[] I'm going to kill them 1d20 to try and spot them

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>41897631
[] Use myself as bait 1d20

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>41897662
Second

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>41897631
>>41897631
This, and tell her to go to Ms Stones hut with Maria, she knows where to go

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>41897631
>>41897662
seconding

>>41897631
>try and spot them
>Use myself as bait
I'm on a phone and can't dice.

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>41897631
>>41897662
>>41897731

"MARIA!" I shout. if they're taking shots at me, what's to stop them from trying to do the same with Maria? I can't let the bastard get away with this, whoever they are, I'm going to kill them for even trying to kill me, and for thinking they could kill Maria "Marla, go make sure Maria is alright"

"Wait what the hell are you going to do then?" She asks, glancing towards me as she continues to slowly creep along.

"Find who tried it, and brutally kill them" I say smiling as I turn to the the still open door to the room behind me

"Are you serious?" She asks "You could"

"Entirely" I say smiling widely "Please keep Maria safe while I'm out would you?"

"Fine" She sighs "but if you die I'll kick your ass"

"Mhmm" I say as I look around the room two cowering girls under the bed, one broken window with a lot of shattered glass under it and

There on the...gym? building, I see someone vanish over the top of it, looked like whoever it was was wearing some kind of weird coat.

What do I do?
[] Leap out the window and run over there 1d20
[] cast strings and pull myself over there 1d20
[] Bait him out again 1d20
[] Find someone I know to help 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>41897954
>[] Bait him out again 1d20

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>41897954
>[] Find someone I know to help 1d20
Zombro
then
[] Bait him out again 1d20

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>41897954
>[] Find someone I know to help 1d20

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>41897954
>[] Find someone I know to help 1d20
Willow

>>41897954
Backing >>41898021
Still on phone, will give internet hugs for dice roles.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>41897954
>[] Find someone I know to help 1d20

>>41898027
and so it begins
Of course the super dangerous thread was right after we have used all our lucky coins on a different mission.

Rolled 12, 5, 14, 18 = 49 (4d20)

>>41897954

>>41898069
You have 2 coins

>>41898089
I'm just gonna go ahead and say okay to that, despite knowing we shouldn't anymore.
Unless we got them off-screen.

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>>41898089
Save them.

>>41897954
>[] Find someone I know to help 1d20
Coin.

>>41898089
Save it.

>>41898089
Is this for finding them, or is it to avoid getting shot?

>>41898155
If we crit fail we are definitly gonna get shot.

>>41898155
>>41898166
Layla can take a shot morons, It'll barely affect her.

>>41898198
What fucked you in the ass? Where did I say she can't?

Okay, someone is shooting at me, So if I got someone who I could use as a meat shield who wouldn't die from it, it'd be a lot easier to get to the son of a bitch, and luckily, I know just the man for the job, Thomas of course.

Of course I just need to find him, which shouldn't be too hard, just have to follow the self loathing and hatred. I smile and turn around to walk out of the room when.

*Bang*

I bite down in pain as I fall to the ground, and out of site, as one of my legs gives way under me. I turn around, to make sure it's still there. I sigh in relief, it's fine well besides the hole in it, still I better keep low, unless I feel like getting shot again.

I smile at the now snow white faced girls under the bed and slowly crawl out of the room, standing up on my shaking leg. I wince again as I lean against the wall for support as a boy peeks out the door. I send him back to his room with a glare. Godamn is this annoying, it isn't that hard to walk it's just kind of...awkward, like trying to step on wet tile or something like that.

I slowly walk my way along, trying to get used to the fact my leg isn't really working at full power right now. I crouch down so as not to be in front of any door, not getting shot again. Damn this is annoying, but I don't have any time to rip the bullet out of there, so I'll just have to keep going like this. I look around.

Where the hell is Thomas' room anyways? I sigh, where the hell is that zombie bastard.

I shake my head and stand back up and continue walking down the hall. this is going to be a long day isn't it?

What do I do?
[] keep looking for him 1d20
[] Look for someone else
[] fuck it, I'm killing the fucker myself 1d20
[] cast a spell 1d20
[] use some smoke bombs
[] grab a meat shield 1d20
[] write in

>>41898099
Reward for last mission
swore I said it at the end, must have forgotten

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>41898282
>Send out the werewolf to hunt.

>>41898282
>relase a bunch of our minions, the werewolf and jack to drive the enemy out, and release the two other to get Thomas and other coin members

>>41898282
[] use some smoke bombs

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>41898282
>[] use some smoke bombs
>[] unleash the werewolf to sniff out our enemy and someone weak to find allies
Do we need to roll for this?

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>41898282
>[] keep looking for him 1d20

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>41898282
>[] use some smoke bombs
>[] unleash the werewolf to sniff out our enemy and someone weak to find allies

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>41898282
>>41898372
Seconding

>>41898392
Go fucking kill yourself.

>>41898282
>[] use some smoke bombs
>[] Look for Lily

>>41898392
The entire thread will look like this, won't it?

>>41898423
>under attack
>search for the least combat capable person we know
Fucking brilliant

>>41898445
Literally a demon.

>>41898463
And shit at raw combat.

It'd be like a type 1 demon against a balor.

>>41898463
She a.) isn't and b.) that wouldn't make her any better ina fight.

>>41898463
No, she explicitly isn't you dumb fuck, at least pay attention to the shit your waifu herself says.

>>41898392
Can we coin this please btw?
Otherwise we will just keep falling down the failure spiral with the other dozen nat 1s we are going to roll today.

>>41898546
No, And we're always bound to fail unless we use a coin since someone always rolls a 1 and HM takes 1's even after the first five and they still count as crit fails.

You know, I have how many souls sitting in me doing nothing? why do I have to risk myself when I can just throw one of their already dead asses out into the line of fire? I stand in the middle of the hall, as I hear doors opening up behind me. Dammit it, I don't have time for this.

I reach down to my leg, past my torn sweat pants, and dip my fingers in the wound, as I continue to slowly walk forward with a slight and damn annoying limp. I feel two hands grab at my finger from inside my leg, and I pull, the werewolf and the student I ate here when I was a bit...in heat stumble out after they tear the wound a bit wider.

They slowly stand up, their heads hanging limply as they look at me with their dull lifeless eyes.

"You, werewolf I killed" I say pointing at my leg "find who did this, okay? and you....whoever you are, find one of the double coin members, okay?"

They nod and slowly shamble off as most of the doors behind me slam shut with shrieks of terror.
I stay pressed against the wall, tapping my fingers against it as I wait for one of them to return. I hear a groan and turn and instantly frown,

"Noo, please don't eat me, I don't wanna die like this maaan" Isaac whimpers as the dead student holds him up as I I'm pretty sure I feel a blood vessel pop somewhere in my body from anger

"Isaaaaac" I growl angrily

"Oh fuck" He says looking up at me "H..hey all those things Thomas said I said about you are bullshit okay"

What do I say?
[] You'll make a good meat shield 1d20
[]You can teleport or something right, you black eyed freak? 1d20
[] Put him back, I can't use this
[] I need you to find someone for me, on the roofs 1d20 for isaac to not get owned
[] get someone else 1d20
[] fuck you isaac...just fuck you okay?
[] write in

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>41898625
>and HM takes 1's even after the first five and they still count as crit fails
No he doesn't, are you retarded or something?

>>41898631
>[]You can teleport or something right, you black eyed freak? 1d20

>>41898625
I do that with twenties to

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>41898631
>[] I need you to find someone for me, on the roofs 1d20 for isaac to not get owned

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>41898631
>[]You can teleport or something right, you black eyed freak? 1d20

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>41898631
>[]You can teleport or something right, you black eyed freak? 1d20
At least it's not Lily.

>>41898665
or do I only do it with 20s?
yeah
pretty sure it's only twenties

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>41898631
>[]You can teleport or something right, you black eyed freak? 1d20

>>41898663
Oh really then what's this>>41898665
Hmm?
>>41898665
Yes but twenty's are rare while 1's aren't.
>>41898686
That's bullshit and you know it, You always count the ones even after the first five as crit fails.

>>41898663
>>41898673
>>41898676
>>41898684
God that useless fuck.
At least the werewolf might do something in the meantime

>>41898505
Not mai waifu.

>>41898702
Well I don't remember doing it in recent threads, unless I did and didn't notice

>>41898702
>That's bullshit and you know it, You always count the ones even after the first five as crit fails.
>ITT things that have never happened

>>41898702
Show one example of that ever happening you dumb shit.

>>41898631
Which one is Isac?

>>41898734
>>41898746
Eh, he miscounted rolls once I think and apologised for it after it had been pointed out.

No idea how much of a autistic fuck you need to be to drag that up right now for now particular reason.

>>41898777
The shadow whimp.

>>41898631
>[] Put him back, I can't use this

"You can at least teleport or something, right you black eyed freak" I say as I resist the urge to gouge one of his eyes out just out of principle at this point.

"No I can turn into a shadow, I told you this, do you really not give enough of a shit about me do remember what I even do?!' he whines like a bitch

"What do you think Isaac?" I say, getting even angrier now that he has the balls to think he's important to anyone

"Fuck you, I don't have to listen to you" He says flipping me off

"Do you now, do you really?" I ask, getting close enough that I can almost feel his breath, I glare at his completely black eyes, and he backs down, like a beaten dog "That's what I thought, now teleport to the fucker who shot me"

"B..but I can't teleport" he whimpers

"I don't care, do something, or I will kill you" I say smiling widely as I can

"But that's against the" he says slowly

"Do you think I give a shit?" I ask laughing, he shakes his head and turns into a block of inky blackness, before he vanishes into nothing.

I shake my head as the werewolf bounds down the hall leaking blood as bullets explode out of doors behind it.

It leaps at me, and merges back into me as a single sentence enters my mind.

He's on the roof still, there are others outside

Fantastic.
just fucking fantastic.

What do I do?
[] Get to the roof 1d20+ cat like tread
[] Go through the courtyard, and whoever gets in my way
[] Isaac vision
[] create a decoy
[] find someone else to help 1d20
[] Equip scythe or dual daggers or syringes OR dart gun
[] set up a trap 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>41898902
>[] create a decoy
>equip scythe
>[] set up a trap 1d20

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>41898902
>[] create a decoy
>[] Get to the roof 1d20+ cat like tread

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>41898902
[] create a decoy
[] Get to the roof 1d20+ cat like tread

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>41898902
>[] create a decoy
>equip scythe
>[] set up a trap 1d20

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>41898902
>[] Equip scythe
>[] set up a trap 1d20

>>41898982
Okay seriously, this is starting to piss me off to, the fuck is with the dice today?

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>41898902
>[] create a decoy
>[] find someone else to help 1d20
>[] Equip dual daggers

>>41898982
>>41898984
>>41899001
They are having a giggle at our expense it seems

>>41899002
And wow, that clause actually matters for once.

>>41899001
We finally won for once and it pisses you off? Jee thanks.

>>41899002
Sixth roll, and there's a 20 in the first five.

>>41898982
>>41898984
>>41899002
Coin it.

>>41899001
Your rolling system is basically set up to spam crits.

>>41899052
He takes 20's outside fifth, See here>>41898686

>>41899097
You don't need to tell him that.

>>41899119
He changed it again? Neat. I was just referring to the old system of him accepting the 6th roll if there was a 20.

>>41899187
>He changed it again? Neat. I was just referring to the old system of him accepting the 6th roll if there was a 20.
He didn't, that was what the other anon meant.

I can hear footsteps behind me, running up the stairs a wicked smile spreads across my lips, I can deal with this, I mean it's not like if I fuck up my unlife would be in any kind of danger. I run some off the blood on my hand against the wall, where it rapidly bubbles, and spits out the waitress, who groans as she looks at me, the marks I left on her neck flowing with blood.

"Okay, I'm going to need you to wear my hoodie, and run up to the roof" I say smiling as I pull all of my syringes out of the holders, and stick around the top of my sweat pants as I unzip my hoodie, and take it off, handing it to bloodstained women in front of me who slowly puts it on and limps forward towards the stairs as she pulls to hood up.

Now for the other ones.

I hum to myself as I reach into my back pack and pull out one of the claymore minds, laying setting it up as I stand back.

the footsteps are getting alot closer now.

I twist the handle on one of the doors, and force myself in.

"Hey the fuck are you...oh my god" A rough voice with a british accent says "Oh...oh my god"

I put my finger to my lips and shush the boy wearing the tattered coat, who nods and takes a step back into his bathroom.

I smile as I hold my hand out and grab my scythe as Jack hands it to me, I hold it on my shoulder, slowly teetering back and forth as I wait for the boom

*KAABOOM*

"Mother of god!" a voice shouts

I kick the door open and ready my scythe as I step out, I see a man, wearing what looks like something a paint would wear as a mask, covered in shrapenel on the floor as another begins to drag him away, his rifle hanging buy his side.

"Fu" he begins to say as he reaches for it

What do I do?
[] Swing 1d20
[] trip him 1d20
[] inject him with something 1d20
[] try to bite him 1d20
[] cast a spell 1d20
[] write in

>>41899097
I know,

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>41899212
[] trip him 1d20

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>41899212
>[] try to bite him 1d20

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>41899212
>[] cast a spell 1d20
>shock+touch of time

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>41899212
>[] Swing 1d20

>>41899212
>[] cast a spell 1d20
Touch of time since we didn't get call lightning.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>41899212
>[] try to bite him 1d20
Fuck it i'll eb the one to fail or win.

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>41899212
>[] cast a spell 1d20
>shock+touch of time
Does multi-spell require two rolls?

>>41899212
>>41899324
Seconding

>>41899324
YES YOU ROCK ANON!

>>41899212
>>41899324
Welp, sure.

>>41899362
I'm afraid its the sixth and it doesn't count.

Or does it HM?

>>41899399
Sixth does if it's a 20 or 1

>>41899415
Nah, sixth 1s don't count and sixth 20s only if there was another 20.

>>41899422
>sixth 20s only if there was another 20.
That doesn't make sense at all, Why only if there was another 20!?

>>41899438
Its because of a precedent in which he did that once for rule of cool which however spiraled into a situation about which many people had strong feelings, which made him declare it a permanent ruling for fairness sake.

>>41899475
It sucks that it's not just if there's a 20 at the sixth roll, Means less rule of cool.

I push his rifle away with the blade of my scythe, leaving him the grasp at nothing as my tails twirl around together. A jolt runs through me as I pull my hand back, jolts of electricity and sand flowing from the between my fingers as I slam it into his chest, shocking him with a scream as his brown hair begins to grey.

He shoves me away, panting as he holds his chest, looking confused as to what the hell just happened to him. I stumble back and fall to the ground for a moment

"What the fuck?' He mummers as I push myself up, giggling giddily as I raise my scythe up "Why...why are you really a cat?"

"GODAMMIT" The wounded one coughs "CAPIN, SHE'S HERE, LIGHT THE HALL UP"

"But we're still in here!"The old one yelps

"Yeah, well we shouldn't have come with the big boys then, burn in hell coin" The wounded one says spitting at me.

I hear clicking just done the hall.

What do I do?
[] Kill the wounded one
[] Use one as a meat shield
[] Retreat back into the room
[] Try to get a friend to help you 1d20
[] Rush down the hall, bullets cannot stop me 1d20
[] Summon
[] cast a spell 1d20
[] run out the window 1d20
[] write in

>>41899503
I'll bend the rules a bit if I think it'd be funner

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>41899531
[] Kill the wounded one
[] Use one as a meat shield
[] cast a spell 1d20
vomit

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>41899531
>[] run out the window 1d20

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>41899531
>[] Kill the wounded one
>[] Use one as a meat shield
>[] Summon everything
>[] Rush down the hall, bullets cannot stop me 1d20
MEAT SHIELD RUSH!

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>41899531
>[] Kill the wounded one
>[] Use one as a meat shield
>[] Rush down the hall, bullets cannot stop me 1d20
>[] Summon
>Jack and the wolf

>>41899602
FUCK YEAH! MEEEEEAT SHIEEEELD RUUUUSH!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lL9MbnR2pJQ

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>41899602
I'm afraid now anon. Pls hold me.

>>41899531
>>41899602
Seconding anyway

>>41899531
>>41899602
Well now I gotta support.

I lean, dodging the bloody glob of spit as I thrust my scythe back, twisting it around to stab it into the one on the ground's neck, ending his life with a gurgle as I spin it around, catching the old man's neck around with it and pulling him close as the werewolf and jack rise up from the blood dripping from my leg, the get in front of me as I run down the hall, forcing the scream old man to move as I see another bastard in what looks like a bomb disposal suit, holding two rifles.

the werewere and jack charge towards him as he begins to unload at everything in the hall, The man screams ends as the werewolf tumbles but keeps going as jack just laughs and laughs, I feel one or two bullets wing me, doing no real damage as I continue to run towards him

the werewolf leaps and jack throws his arms out, zapping him as he falls to the ground, he reaches to his side and continues firing at me with a pistol as the werewolf tries to tear through his armor. I drop the dead body and leap over him, landing just behind his head, before I start running again

"The thorn is running to the courtyard repeat.. may need assistance, send one of the disposables my way would you?" he says in a monotone as he starts stabbing at the wolf as Jack tries to wrestle the knife out of his hands

I see the agent of the day laying dead in his chair, a single hold between his lenses

What do I do?
[] Eat his soul 9the agent)
[] Run to the courtyard 1d20
[] into the tunnels
[] try to run to someone I know 1d20
[] write in

>>41899774
[] Eat his soul 9the agent)

>>41899774
>[] Eat his soul 9the agent)
>Laugh while running into the tunnels

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>41899774
>[] Eat his soul 9the agent)
>[] try to run to someone I know 1d20

>>41899774
>[] Eat his soul 9the agent)
>[] Into the tunnels

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>41899774
>[] Eat his soul 9the agent)
>[] try to run to someone I know 1d20

Still hoping for Lily.

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>41899774
>[] Eat his soul (the agent)
>[] try to run to someone I know 1d20

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>41899774
>[] Eat his soul 9the agent)
>[] try to run to someone I know 1d20
Come on undead bro. Or the southern guy is fine too

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>41899774
>[] Eat his soul 9the agent)
>[] try to run to someone I know 1d20

I stare at the corpse of the agent, his hand wrapped around the butt of his pistol, hmm, waste not want not I suppose. I reach over the counter as I walk by, pulling at him causing a white mist to pour out of him and into my hand, taking his shape before I open my breath and take a deep breath, sucking it in as I wipe my breath and burst out of the door, Okay, I just need to find someone I know, to make this a bit easier on myself.

"Thorn spotted" A man wearing the same gear as the first two I killed...he's just another round of cannon rodder "Engaging, with...wait who are you"

He turns to someone wearing the same stuff as him, but shorter and with short black hair. The short one pulls a pistol, and a second latter the first is on the ground.

"Layla, it is fortunate that I've found you" the person says, mimicking Marla's voice, before switching to isaac's "T..they're everywhere, but they're being sneaky about it this time, pain isn't it, think magic is involved somehow, don't know"

"Oh hey alex, thanks for that I guess" I say, unsure as to what exactly say about this "um...hows your day"

"Fine" she replies with my own voice

Yep, that's still really creepy.

She turns towards the building where the sniper was and sighs.
She aims her pistol at me and nods towards some bushes

"Follow my lead" She says in Fraust's bravado filled bellow

What do i do?
[] follow
[] Keep running 1d20
[] take her gun 1d20
[] I'm going to take down one of the big dogs *charge the snipers building* 1d20
[] write in

>>41900062
>[] follow
Well, she taught us sneaking to begin with

>>41900062
>[] follow

>>41900062
>[] follow
Time to be sneaky

>>41900062
[] follow

>>41900062
>[] follow

Yo anyone got Decu's pictures of Layla? had to change machines after my broke so i lost it all.

>>41900062
>[] follow
I hope we learn a few more stealth tricks.

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Oh what the hell, not like anything else could go wrong with today anyways. I nod slowly, and I swear Alex smiles under her painter's rebreather thing.

"Duck" She commands in Jasmines voice, slapping my head with a chop of her left hand, pushing it down "Stumble"

I do as she says, as she fires where my head was, followed by a loud and reverberating gunshot, as bits of the infirmary's wall shoot around me.

"Get up" She says in Elizabeth's voice as she fires a few more rounds at my feet "Run"

I nod and break out into a run, standing back up mid sprint as she fires a few more shots at me, getting in the way of the snipers shot as she slowly walks towards me, I duck into the space between the first year dorms, and the infirmary.

I look around the corner, and see Alex faking her pistol jamming, cursing in a masculine voice as she turns back and shrugs.

"Returning to regrouping point" she says nodding as she walks away and...doesn't get shout

I chuckle at the sheer audacity of what she just pulled and once again, I swear I see her smile under that mask she stole.

I stay behind the wall, seeing the sniper still at the top of the building, waiting for me to the step out.

What do I do?
[] go to the second year dorms, loop around through the Cherry blossoms
[] Try to find Jasmine or Elizabeth 1d20
[] Shout someones name
[] loop around through the forest and through the track, into the back of the gym
[] taunt the sniper
[] write in

>>41900154
One

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>41900261
Super timing HM
>[] Try to find Jasmine or Elizabeth 1d20

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>41900259
>>41900261
Thanks.
>[] Try to find Jasmine or Elizabeth 1d20

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>41900261
[] Try to find Jasmine or Elizabeth 1d20

>>41900261
>[] loop around through the forest and through the track, into the back of the gym

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>41900261
>[] Try to find Jasmine or Elizabeth 1d20

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>41900261
>[] Try to find Jasmine or Elizabeth 1d20

>>41900283
This is what i get for not sacrificing a goat isn't it?

>>41900310
>he rolls without having sacrificed a goat
No wonder you fucked it up

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>41900261
>[] Try to find Jasmine or Elizabeth 1d20

>>41900283
Shall we use a coin or no?

>>41900386
Yea i think we should or something bad might happen to them.

>>41900386
Yeah.

>>41900386
Yeah, I don't want to accidently lead sniper to them

You know, I could just wait here for all of my hunters to get into a nice, easily killable circle, but I just can't do that knowing that my two sisters could be out there, I mean I may kill people for the fun of it, but my sisters don't count among them, now knowing Jasmine, she's probably somewhere with a bunch of no note students being sociable, which most certainly isn't the miller way, and I'd just get her in more danger if I look for her, but Elizabeth is nearly always around the beach or in some other cubby hole, trying to burn something with her friends, makes me proud really.

I sigh and begin to walk along towards the beach, walking into the cherry blossom grove so I don't put my self in the line of fire again. I walk between the trees, and over grown roots, as petals begin to fall around me, I put my hand into my pocket and begin to rub it for good luck as I walk along through the...

is that a trip wire? I pull the coin out and toss it tore the nearly invisible bit of twine, a second late a blade cuts through the branches, right at my head height, oh that is clever.

someone's been a very busy boy in here.

what do I do?
[] skirt around the traps, make sure Elizabeth is okay
[] set off all the traps, leaving mocking notes 1d20 + cat like thread
[] find the trapper, he can't be aloud to follow me 1d20
[] write in

>>41900487
>[] skirt around the traps, make sure Elizabeth is okay

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>41900487
>[] set off all the traps, leaving mocking notes 1d20 + cat like thread

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>41900487
>[] find the trapper, he can't be aloud to follow me 1d20

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>41900487
>[] find the trapper, he can't be aloud to follow me 1d20

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>41900487
>[] skirt around the traps, make sure Elizabeth is okay

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>41900487
>[] set off all the traps, leaving mocking notes 1d20 + cat like thread

>>41900487
>[] skirt around the traps, make sure Elizabeth is okay

Well it should be easy enough to avoid all of these traps, since all I have to do is find the edge of their little zone and just stay well away from it. I turn to the right, keeping myself close to the building as I slowly make my way along, walking a bit quicker to get away from the first trap, just in case the one who put it up decides to make a little visit to it.

I slowly make my way along, staying away from any pile of leaves or strange looking roots or bent branches. I eventually get to the clearing where I ate Carlos's soul, tasted like burn and ash. I smirk as I a keep walking, staying away from a few patches of recently dug dirt as I step away from the bodies of those loonies we killed here as I slide down the hill to the beach.

I look around, and see My little sister sitting by the water, with those two friends of hers.

What do I do?
[] warn her
[]head back into the death trap
[] Hmm, fraust isn't far from here 1d20
[] get her out of here 1d20
[] Hmm, one vampire is good, two is fantastic, three is just funny 1d20
[] ELIZABEEEETH!!!
[] write in

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>41900665
>[] warn her
>[] Hmm, fraust isn't far from here 1d20

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>41900665
>[] warn her
>[] Hmm, fraust isn't far from here 1d20
>[] get her out of here 1d20
Fraust keep her safe!

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>41900689
Second

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>41900665
>[] warn her
>[] Hmm, fraust isn't far from here 1d20

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>41900665
>[] Send one of the minions to warn her
>[] Hmm, fraust isn't far from here 1d20

>>41900665
>>41900686
changing to
>>41900689

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>41900665
>[] warn her
>[] Hmm, fraust isn't far from here 1d20

>>41900665
>[] Hmm, one vampire is good, two is fantastic, three is just funny 1d20

I run across the beach ,kicking up sand as I try and not trip over my own legs or tails. I stop a bit away from them, causing her red head friend to seize up again...does she have some kind of disorder or something? I swear she always does that when she sees me or Marla for some reason, it's really annoying.

"Oh hey Layla" Elizabeth says smiling as she tosses a rock into the sea "What are you doing without your hoodie, you look kind of weird without it now"

"Eh, put it on a zombie I used to draw a sniper away from me" I say shrugging "but that doesn't matter, see you need to find some place safe, and away from the courtyard, because are trying to kill me and maybe you"

"Wait, what did you do this time?" She sighs

"Nothing, which is the strangest part of it all' I say laughing "But seriously, stay low and...on second thought, stay with Fraust"

"Wow, you really are crazy aren't you" Her older friend says "Staying with that nut job is far worse than walking into a sniper's sights"

"He's a great man, and feel free to do what you want" I say as I walk towards the hill up the beach "only protecting my little sister here, I really don't care if you two follow her"

"Good, just making sure you knew what I thought about him" the older one says nodding

"You..you must be a real joy to talk to" I say glancing back before I shake my head and continue up the hill, skirting around Ms stone's hut as I begin to realize how eerily quite the whole place is, everyone must have ran or something, maybe they're all asleep who knows, who cares.

I begin to sprint when I run out of hut to hide behind
*BANG*
thank god that I am
*BANG*
far faster than any human alive
*BANG BANG*
Can't hit me fucker.

"and getting caught in the rain" I hear a familiar tone death voice sing in the blasted field where fraust seems to just live in "If you're not into yoga, if you have half a brain, if you like making love at midnight, Oh Layla, what's gotten you so riled up, Maria on your..."
*bang*
Cont

>>41900925
I wince, as Mr fraust's long flowing hair blows on the blast of the bullet flying over his shoulder

"Bones again or something?" He asks, smiling a wide toothy grin, not acknowledging the fact his head almost became red goop

I blink and try to say something as
*BANG*
another bullet flies under his arm, and lands a foot or two away from me, he smirks and laughs.

"Want to kill that fucker together, because if we don't soon I'm blowing him and THE FUCKING BUILDING UNDER HIM TO SHIT!!" He shouts loudly

"While that is very tempting Mike, I need you to keep my little sister safe" I say

"R..really" he says sounding defeated all of a sudden "Are you sure? well if you are, good luck don't die, see you in the morning maybe"

"Bye fraust" I say nodding as he walks by

"Bye Miller" He says nodding as he slowly walks away.

Okay now that that's out of the way I need to get out of here before he reloads.

What do I do? 1d20 to avoid sniper
[] Head to the gym building
[] go back to the first year dorms
[] go back into the cherry blossoms
[] try to get into the infirmary
[] write in

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>41901020
>[] Head to the gym building

>>41901020
Jesus fuck, what is Fraust's ability? Stupidly good luck?

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>41901020
>[]Head straight for that goddamned sniper

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>41901020
>[] try to get into the infirmary
I am not really sure what any of these mean.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>41901020
>[] Head to the gym building

>>41901052
He works for the guild of the lucky coin. Of course it is.
I bet they drain it from the students.

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>41901020
>[] Head to the gym building
>[] Send a minion to get Klementine

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>41901020
>[] Head to the gym building

>>41901052
All the teachers in our guild have good luck, Fraust just gives no fucks on top of it.

>>41901058
gym is where the sniper sits, infirmary is close to it, they other two are for getting reinforcements.

>>41901077
>>41901068
Rest my fucking case.

Luckily it was the sixth one.

>>41901077
You're lucky your number 6

>>41901063
Adding
>[] Send a minion to get Clementine
>>41901077
Good thing you posted late.

>>41901020
>>41901040
add
>[] Send a minion to get Klementine
What do we have slaves for if we don't use them anyway

Okay that sniper needs to die now, he nearly blew the brains out of one of the few friends I have, and he shot me in my leg. I smile, and then grin widely, as I begin to laugh to myself as I make a running dash for the gym, I mean I've only got a entire courtyard to clear, who knows how many guns after me, and a bullet in the legs.

Oh god better have mercy for him, because with these odds I certainly won't

*bang*

I leap to the side, a bullet just barely glancing me on my shoulder, Good thing this guys a shitting shot, or that might have fucked with my ability to stab him to death, I keep running on my hands and legs, running through a few bushes, clambering over the benches which are blown out from under my feet as I leap again, a tree's bark spraying behind me as I miss another bullet and land on my feet, just out of the gym

I scamble up the door and kick it, it shakes and nothing happens...locked? seriously I sigh heavily, and growl, I stick under the the little indent where the door is, as I hold my arm out, another one of my trapped souls falling out.

"Get Clementine" I say as I turn back to try and figure out how to get this door open

*Bang*

I hear a groan, and hope the damned can crawl fast

What do i do?
[] Climb the fucker 1d20
[] Try again 1d20
[] blow the door open 1d20
[] Beg to be let in
[] try to find alex or someone else 1d20
[] taunt sniper
[] write in

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>41901201
>[] Climb the fucker 1d20
>use spell: Spider Climb

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>41901201
[] taunt sniper
[] Climb the fucker 1d20

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>41901201
>[] Climb the fucker 1d20

>>41901235
>>41901201
If we use this spell, can we get a bonus?

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>41901201
>[] cast Spider climb
>[] Climb the fucker 1d20

>>41901201
Backing >>41901235

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>41901201
>[] Climb the fucker 1d20
>[] taunt sniper "I ONLY WANT A HUG! WHY DON'T YOU COME DOWN!?"

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>41901201
>>41901235
seconding

>>41901242
>[] taunt sniper

But if I break the door down, I'll just be telling anyone else out there where I am, and besides, I have magic. And I love having it at moments like this. I close my eyes, thinking about what spiders must think about if they can, about webs, about fangs, about climbing with not a care for obeying any sort of physics. I roll my head around as I feel a tingle in my feet and hands.
I smile widely and walk over to the wall, just out of my little hide away.

I stick one of my feet on it, and it sticks, I do it again, and don't fall over like an idiot as I do it again, sticking my hands in my pockets as I begin to slowly walk up the wall. The sniper stares at me, aims down his sights at me, and then sets them aside, tossing off his coat off the side, revealing the body armor underneath it before he vanish again.

Oh he's honoarable, this is going to be fun, and easy. I keep walking up the side, and see a few shocked faces staring at me from the windows I step up the ledge and over it, to see the sniper.

he looks at me as he finishes loading his pistol, grabbing what looks like an uzi as he looks me up and down and smiles, his short white hair blowing in the wind as he stares me down.

"So you're Layla miller then?" He asks, with an slight Irish accent "hmm, so they weren't lying about you, the murderous psychopathic cat vampire, huh ain't that a hoot eh, well I'm not the lying sort, and you won't be the first vampire I've put down, don't know how you managed to piss off three guilds, but one of them is paying me well enough to kill ya, so, how about it, a nice honorable end, for one us at least"

What do I do?
[] Cast a spell 1d20
[] throw something at him 1d20
[] I could pay you moooooore
[]Wait so you don't work with them
[] You tried to kill Maria didn't you?!!!?!?!?!
[]So who do you work for
[] try and stab him 1d20
[]inject him 1d20
[] write in

>>41901447
>[]Wait so you don't work with them
>[] You tried to kill Maria didn't you?!!!?!?!?!

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>41901447
>[]So who do you work for
>[]inject him 1d20
>get out Jack and the mage

>>41901447
>[] You tried to kill Maria didn't you?!!!?!?!?!
>[]Wait so you don't work with them
>Which guild is paying you? I wanna know so I can go kick their asses.

>>41901447
>[] I could pay you moooooore

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>41901447
>>41901485
seconding

>>41901447
>[]Wait so you don't work with them

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>41901447
>[]inject him 1d20
Lets start of with potassium

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>41901447
>[]Wait so you don't work with them
>[] Cast a spell 1d20
Hellfire
>get out Jack and the mage

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>41901447
>[]So who do you work for
>[]inject him 1d20
>get out Jack and the mage

>>41901447
>>41901563
Forgot to add
> GHOUL if we still got, otherwise potassium

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>41901447
>[] You tried to kill Maria didn't you?!!!?!?!?!
>[]inject him 1d20
>Use Summon: Jack the reaper

>>41901648
YES!

>>41901681
Sixth one, I hate it when that happens.

"Wait so you don't work with them?" I ask as he calmly stands there, leering at me as her holds his finger just above the trigger "So who do you work for then?"

"Not a guild" He say "ain't gonna sign up for that shit, morals and beliefs get in the way, see profit is king, and I prefer working alone"

"So you're a mercenary then?" I ask "that's interesting"

"As are you" he says nodding "now lets stop jerkin eachother off and get to the killin shall we?"

I nod, and sprint towards him, slipping one of my hands down to my pants, pulling one of my syringes out, holding it between my fingers as He sprays a volley off bullets near my legs, which I leap over, landing on him as I stab the syringe in his neck, his eyes closing for a second before he roars with renewed life and stabs me in the neck with a knife, kicking me away as he rubs his neck, looking a bit sleepy.

"Ah, dammit" He laughs "getting a bit slow...oh that isn't fair...Jack the reaper and Alive the puppet master, oh so I did hear right both ya got eating by a little girl oh that's rich, You know I thought I'd go after you next jackey see if you could kill me, and...and eeer, look at ya, all...all bloody an...an shit"

"Does he ever shut up?' I ask "Also why does he know who you are, friend of yours?"

"That is old james" Jack sighs "also known as the old hound, he's the longest living assassin with no ties to any guilds, only money, takes contracts on anyone as long as the pays good, hell he killed Alive's old predecessor, I heard you impaled that poor man on his own staff"

James laughs, and grabs another gun, smiling wickedly as he blinks and rubs his eyes with his elbows.

"Bang" he says laughing as he pulls the triggers yawning as he does so.

What do I do?
[] Wear him out 1d20
[] ALL TOGETHER NOW 1d20
[] ALIVE hold this *hand her the knife bomb* 1d20
[] cast a spell 1d20
[] MORE MEDICINE FOR YOU 1d20
[] Two knives vs two guns 1d20
[] try to push him off 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>41901770
>[] ALL TOGETHER NOW 1d20

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>41901770
>[] Two knives vs two guns 1d20
Shouldn't all together be 3d20?

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>41901770
>[] ALIVE hold this *hand her the knife bomb* 1d20

>>41901818
yeah, I messed up

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>41901770
>[] ALIVE hold this *hand her the knife bomb* 1d20

Rolled 12, 20, 18 = 50 (3d20)

>>41901770
>[] Wear him out 1d20
>[] ALL TOGETHER NOW

Rolled 15, 7 = 22 (2d20)

>>41901793
rolls

Rolled 5, 4, 1 = 10 (3d20)

>>41901770
>[] ALL TOGETHER NOW 1d20
>[] ALIVE hold this *hand her the knife bomb* 1d20

Rolled 4, 2, 3 = 9 (3d20)

>>41901770
>[] Wear him out 1d20
>[] ALL TOGETHER NOW 1d20

>>41901847
>>41901855
So Jack aces and Alive fucks up do I see that right?

Rolled 13, 1, 18 = 32 (3d20)

>>41901770
>[] ALL TOGETHER NOW 3d20

>>41901909
>>41901935
Nope, Jack also blows thanks anon.
Fuck you.

>>41901909
Outside roll range thankfully, Also this is why you don't do those options, Way to much risk.

>>41901952
>Outside roll range
Nah its within Alives and Jacks 5 rolls

>>41901952
Group attacks are a mixed bag, 3 dice are usually worth it, because even if someone fucks up someone else can bail them out.

I gnerally hate them though because they are so crit heavy.

>>41901966
Oh then people shouldn't be fucking retarded and pick the option.
>>41902000
Not when it's stacked in the favor of getting ones it isn't worth it.

"ALIVE HOLD THIS!" I shout tossing my pot bomb at the mute ghost girl zombie thing, she catches it, and a second later.
*KABOOM*
*alive will be unavailable for one rounds*
*lost 1 knife bomb*
"Haaan, easier than the one before" James yawns as blood splatters and covers the roof,slowly reforming into one pool as he turns his guns on my and jack.

Jack sighs and glares at me for a second before smiling, and charging ahead, dragging his scythe along the ground as sparks of lightning shoots off it. Bits of his cloak and flesh fly off as he gets filled with led, thank god he is already dead.

I wince as a few bullets find a new home in my gut as Jack swings his blade up, tearing open James' armor, and a bit of his chest. I run forward, planting a knife or two in his leg, before he sends another bullet into my shoulder, sending me to the ground.

He takes a step back, reloading as Jack runs towards him again as I get back on my feet.

"Come ON DO BETTER THAN THAT YA ROWDY SHITS!" James shouts as he levels his guns again

Alive starts to reform, a few knives stuck in her arm as she crawls out of the blood.

What do I do?
[] cast a spell 1d20
[] TOGETHER 2d20
[] Inject him again 1d20
[] Dart gun 1d20
[] STAB STAB 1d20
[] throw something 1d20
[] SUCKER PUNCH 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>41902018
>Not when it's stacked in the favor of getting ones
It isn't though.
There is pretty much equal chance.

>>41902019
>[] STAB STAB 1d20
>Ill omen

Rolled 10, 1 = 11 (2d20)

>>41902019
>[] TOGETHER 2d20

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>41902019
>[] Inject him again 1d20
>>41902050
You were saying>>41902055
?

>>41902072
Still exactly the same thing.

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>41902019
>[] SUCKER PUNCH 1d20

>>41902084
No because the more dice you roll the higher the chance of a 1 you dumbass.

>>41902072
We had rolls with multiple 20s with these too, that we have volatile luck isn't exactly new.
This is Dice Luck: The quest

>>41902111
Are you retarded? The chance of 20 rises to the same extent.

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>41902019
[] Dart gun 1d20

>>41902111
> I literally cannot math

Rolled 1, 4 = 5 (2d20)

>>41902019
>[] TOGETHER 2d20
>[] Inject him again 1d20
more potassium

>>41902019
>>41902106
adding Ill Omen
with those low rolls

>>41902155
More like more retards.

Rolled 3, 19 = 22 (2d20)

>>41902019
>[] TOGETHER 2d20
>>41902201
Just for you faggot

>>41902201
It baffles me someone this childishly salty over bad dice luck is still playing a HM quest.

>>41902246
I think he was commenting on how he picked 2 dice options.

>>41902267
And?

>>41902267
Bingo.

I grab another one of my syringes, and rush towards him again.

I plunge my arm towards his neck, and he grabs my hand, aiming his sub machine gun right between my eyes as he sleepily stares at me.

"Seems you weren't up to snuff then, Miller" He says moving his finger towards the trigger before.

"NO!" Jacks shouts tackling him, blood and cloak spraying from his back as James unloads into him, jack laughs, and vanishes into blood
*jack away for one round*

I'm suddenly pulled away as James starts to reload, and alive slaps me on the back of the head, before helping me stand up.

"Godammit Jackey" He groans "always knew you were...oh godammit"

Alive grins a shit eating grin, as she holds her hands behind her back,her strings creeping towards his rifle.

James turns to his gun, and runs for it, keeping hold of his other two.

What do I do?
[] try to beat him to it 1d20
[] Stab his legs 1d20
[] use a spell 1d20
[] Throw a fire bomb 1d20
[]Tackle him 1d20
[] Throw a claymore at him 1d20
[] throw two knives 1d20
[] write in