You rise to your feet and adjust your bag.

“You're always making me look under dressed though. When we met up yesterday you were all decked out for it, and today you got dressed up for me while I'm still in my uniform.”

Sammy nods and shrugs.

“I felt like it. And we're getting you some new clothes in town anyway, so it's not like you'll be wearing that for long. We'll get you equally fancy.”

You reach into your pocket and toy with the two golden coins, debating whether or not to hit up the Bizarre again or just get normal clothes. You could afford normal attire and not risk being the only human in the Bizarre for the second day in a row, but you can't spend too much before you have to start considering... alternate methods of income.

>Character sheet
http://pastebin.com/QUxw5vf9

>Rules
Same system as Become The Dragon Quest. If you don't know what that is, it's best of three d20 rolls. I name a stat that sums up what you're trying to do, and if I don't name a relevant skill, you try to fill in the blank based on what you're trying to accomplish. “Break open the door” might be Strength based, but if you've been playing baseball after school and there's a lead pipe nearby, you could apply your Baseball skill to the roll. A 20 on the die is a crit threat, and if either of the other two rolls is 20 or higher after mods, it's a critical. A crit fail is when you have two or more 1s. So far this system has worked out well enough. We'll get into combat rules as needed, but in basic terms you have wounds, not HP, and the worse the wounds, the more penalties you accrue while doing other things.

Most Important Rule:
Have fun.

>Let's head to the fashion district and have a look around, I wanna look good tonight.
>Let's see if there's a thrift shop or something, I don't need anything too fancy.
>Have you heard of the Bizarre? I went there yesterday for clothes, and I wanna go again.
>Other (write-in)

>>44009343
>Wallet with about $50 and your debit card
How much is on the debit card, if anything?

>>44009343
>>Let's see if there's a thrift shop or something, I don't need anything too fancy.


Also I think the reason BTDQ is lagging is time slot, lot more anons can play on the weekends than weekdays.

>>44009343
>Let's head to the fashion district and have a look around, I wanna look good tonight.

>>44009391
You have several thousand dollars, carefully budgeted for your next few semesters at school. You don't know how long your mission to become a vampire will be.

>>44009434
That is certainly a fair point.

>>44009473
If we've got the money, then
>Let's head to the fashion district and have a look around, I wanna look good tonight.

>>44009500
>>Let's head to the fashion district and have a look around, I wanna look good tonight.


>Blowing through our life's savings on something that will likely not work out.

>>44009547
You shut your whore mouth.

>>44009343
>Let's head to the fashion district and have a look around, I wanna look good tonight.
>>44009547
>implying

>>44009572
>insulting someone when they bring up a valid point


>>44009583
Wearing some 150$ jeans won't impress the werewolves overly much and odds are shit is going to be majorly fucked no matter what.

>>44009594
>insulting someone when they bring up a valid point
>valid

>>44009617
Refute it with a logical argument then.

>>44009594
>impress the werewolves
We're not out to impress them, we're out to make Sammy proud to be seen with us, among other things. She's our in to werewolf allies, so not embarrassing her is important, completely aside from the whole "she's ours" thing.

>>44009627
There's nothing to refute.

>>44009655
We're spending money we set aside for good reason in order to try and impress people we're very likely not going to impress with clothes. That's stupid. Refute that.

>>44009637
I sincerely doubt us not wearing aberzombie and witch will embarrass her. Our clothes were more than good enough last time.

“Let's hit up the fashion district. I've got some money I can spare, and I want to make sure I look good for tonight. I may as well get some extra stuff while I'm there too, if there's anything I particularly like.”

Sammy pouts a bit.

“I've never actually been to that part of town... It's contested territory. It's not like we'd be in danger or anything, but we'll have to be careful about where we go and try not to wander too far away from the main streets or open areas. Right now the Collins clan and a vampire family are competing for control of the area. I think it's almost confirmed at this point that they're either lust or sloth vampires, under the control of one of the main vampire families.”

You check your bag briefly. The gold coins might not serve much use on this trip, but the book suddenly seems like a bit more of a burden. Still, you're resourceful, and if Mark's family let anything happen to Sammy then that ruins their standing even more. Plus you have the chant mostly memorized by this point anyway, and your phone could probably piece it together for you if you wanted to reveal to it and potentially Meliora that you're learning blood magic. In short, there are options.

The bus arrives and you climb on with Sammy, heading for the back. The ride isn't particularly long, but Sammy seems pretty tired, and she rests her head on your shoulder as you travel. You wonder how late she was up last night, or if this is a side effect of the oncoming full moon, a natural desire to sleep before the coming night of frenzy. You gently jostle her awake and lead her off the bus, holding her hand as you venture into the fashion district, looking at the various buildings.

“Alright, let's see...”

Most of the stores look like they're on the bleeding edge of fashion, with all the styles that the popular people will be wearing next season. You're not after quite that level of style, although some of the outfits would look pretty good on Sammy.

>>44009343
Also, BTQM, we should discuss the video of her fiance with her, and find out if showing it to her dad will have the effect we want. Because it's possible her dad will take it as an indirect insult that we humiliated the guy he had chosen for his daughter. Even if he normally would be reasonable, tonight his anger might get the better of him.

>Keep to the main roads, brace for financial impact
>Venture off the beaten path, find some more affordable stores so you don't break the bank
>Ask Sammy for her opinion, you don't particularly care
>Other (write-in)

>>44009738
>>Ask Sammy for her opinion, you don't particularly care

>>44009685
>Our clothes were more than good enough last time.
Clothes were hand-tailored by some kind of thread wizard last time.

>>44009713
By all means, submit that as a vote on the post then. Get people riled up about it. It's a valid concern.

>>44009685
I approve of your clothing pun.

>>44009738
>>Ask Sammy for her opinion, you don't particularly care

>>44009738
>Ask Sammy for her opinion, you don't particularly care
>Discuss whether we should show her father the video tonight, or wait for some time when he's less... animalistic?

>>44009786
thanks

>>44009738
>>44009814
Second

>>44009685
Dont worry anon I thought the same thing,

In the long run though, Sammy might be a good thing towards our blood magic yeah?

You turn to Sammy and smirk a little. She looks like she needs some caffeine, and for a brief moment you're reminded that you need to get those coffee beans for Angie at some point. It's the wrong part of town for it, but still.

“I don't really know what to get. This is all pretty high-end for me. I don't think I need something quite this fancy, right?”

Sammy nods drowsily.

“You'll probably have to hunt again at some point, and there's probably going to be wrestling competitions and races and stuff... and then the main event... You really only need to be dressed up for the first part of the party, after that you can wear whatever you like.”

With a nod you glance down one of the streets.

“How about we head to a cheaper area and try there then? I can get some decent clothes and then some cheap stuff I don't mind getting torn up.”

Sammy laughs a little and nods, her head sinking a little lower with each bob, and you gently pull her along, trying to suppress a joke about it being that time of the month. You want to save that for when her mom acts like a complete bitch tonight, it'll probably be a hit with the more inebriated werewolves.

“By the by... I have some footage of Mark from this morning. I got a recording of what happened after you left. He transformed and tried to kill me in broad daylight. I was planning on showing it to your dad.”

Sammy perks up immediately, her eyes wide.

“I-I wouldn't recommend that tonight... or talking about it here... His family is trying to control this part of the city, remember? But... At any rate, if you show him tonight, he won't be able to control himself. It'll lead to a big fight, and then when both clans are weakened, the vampires will close in... The balance is really fragile at the moment, everyone is being careful.”

You head around one of the corners and spot a few shops you recognize, ones with brands and not just super-fashionable specialty shops that don't have chains. You're heading in the right direction.

“Got it. I'll hold on to it then. He knows I have the recording though. Mark, that is. I'll keep it safe for the time being. I also don't know if he remembers what happened. One of the school security... golems? I think it was a golem. Anyway, she beat the tar out of him when he transformed. I think she made him forget what happened, too.”

Sammy looks over her shoulder suddenly and clings to your arm.

“Don't look now, but I think we're being followed... I saw something in the shadows...”

>Maintain a slow, reasonable pace and act like nothing is wrong
>Stop to confront the stalker
>Run. Run like a coward and live
>Other (write-in)

>>44010021
>Maintain a slow, reasonable pace and act like nothing is wrong

>>44010021
>Maintain a slow, reasonable pace and act like nothing is wrong
>Ready our phone just in case.

>>44010021
>Maintain a slow, reasonable pace and act like nothing is wrong

>>44010021
>>Maintain a slow, reasonable pace and act like nothing is wrong
>Prepare to Henshin as needed

>>44010044
>>44010054
>>44010057
>>44010099
At least we all hivemind on what to do when trouble hits.

>>44010054
>>44010021
In addition, if they get closer, turn and confront them. Nothing upsets an ambush predator more than its prey facing it full on(that's how you deal with tigers)

You continue to maintain the same pace and try to keep up the illusion that you're not in any sort of panic at all. All the horrible possibilities cross your mind one after the other. A vampire stalking you and Sammy, eager for you to wander into a less populated area to strike. A Collins werewolf who overheard you talking about Mark and is waiting for you to be vulnerable enough to confront. Some other sort of monster not directly involved in the territory dispute, sizing you both up as a meal. A simple human mugger you could deal with pretty easily, but it's still a possibility. You slip your hand into your pocket and smile at Sammy.

“If anything goes wrong, I promise I'm not abandoning you if I run away.”

Sammy quirks an eyebrow at that but remains silent. She said that she trusts you, and that seems to be holding true. You pass by a few more shops, heading towards cheaper brand name stores that fall more comfortably in your price range, though there's hardly anyone around. In this town, it seems, only the poor or the unfashionable venture this far out. You hear a single footstep behind you, a careless slip up on the part of your pursuer, and duck into the nearest shop with Sammy.

The store seems to specialize in skater attire, and while you're not much for boarding, it's comfortable for parkour and doesn't limit your movement much at all. As you head further into the shop to start putting together an outfit with Sammy you hear the door open and close, but there's no trace of the person who entered when you look.

Wonderful.

You start sifting through the t-shirts while Sammy checks through the pants and shorts, and you hold one of them up. It has a logo for a skateboard company that you don't really recognize. As you lower it down you see a brief movement out of the corner of your eye, and you pause, looking around. You set the t-shirt down and turn towards Sammy, only to find a girl of maybe thirteen or fourteen between you. She looks at you inquisitively.

“Are you the boy who's stealing Auntie Sammy away from my brother?”

Sammy turns to look at the girl and almost jumps out of her skin in surprise.

“S-Sophie! What are you doing here?”

Her voice is a mix of shock and an attempt at a soft, motherly tone that just makes her come across as more startled than she actually is, and given how she looks ready to panic, that's pretty bad. Sophie keeps her eyes locked on you though, passive and curious. It's really unnerving, and you know it's likely just an act.

>Yep. Sorry about that. I just really like her a lot and couldn't help myself.
>Your brother is a jerk and doesn't deserve her. I'm not apologizing.
>Who wants to know? I don't talk to strangers. You should introduce yourself first.
>Other (write-in)

>>44010353
He was hurting her, I didn't like that, she didn't like that. Stealing away implies that your brother didn't push her away himself. Sammy is my friend and when someone hurts your friend you stop it. Friends watch each others backs.

>>44010353
>Well, stealing is only used when you own something and as far as I know your brother doesn't own sammy.
And on top of that >Who wants to know? I don't talk to strangers. You should introduce yourself first.

>>44010353
>Yep, your brother is a jerk to her and doesn't deserve her. I'm not apologizing.
We want to be clear that he's been a jerk to Sammy, not in general. Who knows, he might be the most doting big brother ever to his sister.

>>44010353
>Other (write-in) I'm not stealing anyone. Sammy can make her own choices and she's chosen me over Mark.

>>44010422
Supportting >>44010389 insteas

>>44010389
thirding

>>44010353
>Your brother is a jerk and doesn't deserve her. I'm not apologizing

You look at Sophie for a moment. She's analyzing you right now, and whatever you say next is going to speak volumes about who you are in her eyes. Fortunately, you know exactly what to say.

“He was hurting her. I wasn't a big fan of that, and neither was she. All I did was help her get out of a bad situation. Sammy is my friend, and when someone hurts your friends, you stop them. We watch out for each other. I'm not saying that your brother is a jerk in general, but when it came to Sammy? He did a lot of stuff that I wasn't a fan of. If you wanna call it stealing, go for it, you're entitled to your opinion on the matter.”

Sophie nods slightly and turns to Sammy, walking up to her and hugging her while Sammy looks like she's trying her best not to pass out from fright.

“You have my blessing.”

She sticks her thumb out, gesturing to you and ignoring the confusion on Sammy's face.

“I'll bite him and make him part of the Collins clan so you can still be my Auntie when he knocks you up and claims you.”

Sophie grins and turns towards you, her canines lengthening slightly. Sammy blushes, still trying to piece together what's taking place. Sophie seems like a pretty dangerous kid, and you really hope you're not about to have to fight a werewolf in broad daylight. You reach for your phone.

>Dive into a dressing room, time for a transformation sequence
>Run out of the shop, get some distance between you and Sophie
>Pay for your clothes, Sophie is trying to be intimidating but she's all bark and no bite
>Other (write-in)

>>44010609
>>Dive into a dressing room, time for a transformation sequence
Something tells me we aren't outrunning a werewolf

>>44010609
>I just remembered I dropped my wallet in that dressing room
>Dive into a dressing room, time for a transformation sequence

>>44010609
>No thanks. I like being human. People constantly underestimate me.

>>44010609
>>Pay for your clothes, Sophie is trying to be intimidating but she's all bark and no bite
While I appreciate the thought kiddo Sammy's clan was already looking to make me an honorary member, sides pretty sure it should be MY choice not yours.

>>44010609
Easy now. How about you wait til after the moon to talk to Sammy about that first? After all, if you just want to be family with her, there's other ways you could do that.
There's a bunch of different human rituals for it, for instance.

>>44010609
>Pay for your clothes, Sophie is trying to be intimidating but she's all bark and no bite
>Sorry, already promised to the Wolfe clan.

>>44010609
>Pay for your clothes, Sophie is trying to be intimidating but she's all bark and no bite

>>44010679
>>44010699
I'm sorta worried that, it being the full moon, and her being 13 or 14, she may not be bluffing.

>>44010752
we're VERY good at dodging.

You grab the t-shirt you were looking at and walk past Sophie, taking the pants Sammy was looking at and comparing the two.

“This outfit should work pretty well... Yeah, I'll get this.”

You walk past Sophie towards the register and offer her a smile.

“Sorry, but I'm already an honorary member of the Wolfe clan. Plus I'm pretty sure that sort of thing should be my choice, right?”

Sophie hides her fangs and sighs.

“Literally no fun allowed, big bro? Not even a hesitation? A fearful glance? A tremble? Something?”

Sophie follows you to the register, Sammy trailing behind you, and as you put the clothes on the counter and grab your wallet, Sophie latches onto your arm and starts nibbling at your wrist, looking up at you. The cashier does a good job of keeping a straight face as Sophie playfully mauls you until your wrist feels a bit sore, and you just sit there and let her have at it. She pulls away and wipes her mouth, frowning.

“I'll have to try better tactics... Don't go anywhere, I'll be right back.”

She runs out of the shop, and you accept your bag of clothes from the cashier. Sammy moves to your side.

“That's the most emotional I've ever seen her... She's normally so quiet and... fussy. She likes pranks though. I think she just wants you to act scared or surprised, even if you're not. Honestly, I was worried she really was going to pull something bad... Last full moon she shoved someone down a flight of stairs and sat on the top step watching to see who would come help them first... They kinda deserved it, but still..."

>She's not getting the pleasure of seeing me scared until she earns it
>Oh, fine. I'll humor her just this once.
>Let's just get going. I've gotta pick up a few odds and ends and we can leave
>Other (write-in)

>>44010946
>She's not getting the pleasure of seeing me scared until she earns it

>>44010946
>Oh, fine. I'll humor her just this once.
Kids are kids, it's just a game. I'm just worried about escalation.

>>44010946
>Ill humor her

>>44010946
>Let's wait out front. I've gotta pick up a few odds and ends still, but it's nice out.
>Is she a friend of yours, more or less? She seems sorta desperate for attention.
If we try to leave her behind, it'll just make her throw a tantrum, and she'd probably be able to track us anyway. Plus, it'd help to have friends in the Collins clan, to undermine Mark should he try to make a move against us through them.
Also, if she's with us, we'll have the protection of her security detail that's undoubtedly looking after her.

>>44010946
>She's not getting the pleasure of seeing me scared until she earns it
I've dealt with things that make what I lived through here seem pleasant. Not easy to scare.

Speed roll plus Dodge, +4

Rolled 7 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>44011183

Rolled 12 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>44011183
please, /tg/ dice

>>44010852
Time to prove it

Rolled 20 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>44011183
dice roll acolytes. please help me

>>44011210
Wow, they listened.

>>44011205
>>44011210
WITNESS US

>>44011205
think this anon>>44011210 proves it

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>>44011210

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>>44011210
For once, The acolytes have shown me the light.

[Insert Heavenly singing.]

Praise be to the Roll gods

“If she wants to see me scared, she can earn it. I'm not that easily spooked.”

You head for the door with Sammy and adjust your shopping bag, slipping your new clothes into your book bag for convenience and to better conceal your hemomancy tome. Sammy looks around a bit as you step outside.

“I don't see her anywhere... She might have just run home to prepare something big.”

You nod and glance around. There's no trace of Sophie as far as you can see, not even lurking in the shadows along the path back to the expensive shops. You turn and start heading for the nearest grocery store to grab the chocolate-covered coffee beans and black candle, and pause. You take a sudden step to the right, away from Sammy, and Sophie falls between you both, landing flat on the ground face down. She lets out a muffled groan of pain, and you look up. She had scaled up to the sign and clung to it, then dropped down to try to pounce on you.

“Sorry about that, Sophie. Instinct and all that.”

Sophie whimpers quietly and Sammy kneels beside her, helping her up slowly. There's blood on her lower lip, and her eyes are watering, and it looks like she bashed her knee pretty badly. She looks like she's about to cry.

>Hug? Hug.
>Offer to buy her an ice cream or something
>Walk away and tell her it was a good attempt, and you look forward to seeing something really scary
>Get some ice from the store for her
>Other (write-in)

-

You avoided personal injury, yay! But at what cost...

>>44011447
>>Hug? Hug.
>>Offer to buy her an ice cream or something

Oh man, never has a 20 hurt so bad...

>>44011447
lets not be edgelords.
>Get some ice cream from the store for her
>Try to bandage her up

>>44011447
>Hug? Hug.
>Get some ice from the store for her
Sorry Sophie, but if I don't dodge fast I die.

>>44011447
>>Hug? Hug.
>>Offer to buy her an ice cream or something

It's official. Weredaughteru a go.

>>44011563
No arguments here. We packdaddy now.

>>44011447
>Hug? Hug.
>Offer to buy her an ice cream or something
>Get some ice from the store for her, and the ice cream as well

Smarts roll plus Perception, +1

Smarts roll plus Perception, +1

Thought this was posted already, guess it didn't go through.

Rolled 11 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>44011730
>>44011612
Freaky

Rolled 20 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>44011730
NOTICE

Rolled 11 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>44011730

>>44011730
Phone, why you not update 4chan threads today. Clearly I need to update to Miniora 2.0

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>44011730
Haha what?

Also Roll acolytes. If i may? please. show me the light again.

>>44011740
NOTICED!

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>>44011740
NOTICED

Side note, I want this to be us at some point.

>>44011771
You want to spoon Meliora?

>>44011807
Meliora's a .50 cal Sniper rifle?

>>44011740
We're clearly killing all the other quests today, plundering the good RNG rolls.

>>44011740
NOTICED
>>44011758
thats what i get for being greedy

>>44011820
In a game of makebelieve she can be anything you want.

>>44011807
...I'm not saying yes, but I'm not saying no, either. harem end still on the table?

>>44011771
You have superior tastes anon

>>44011836
It was never not. But if that's the ending you're aiming for, it'll take effort. And luck.

You look at Sophie for a moment and kneel down next to her. You can tell from how she's holding herself where she's hurting, and you hug her slowly and carefully to avoid hurting her further. She leans in you a bit, and you pat her on the back.

“It was a good effort, and you had good form. Next time I'll teach you how to tuck and roll so that even if you miss, you won't hurt yourself. I'm gonna go get some stuff from the store. Sit tight, I'll be back with some ice for you.”

Sammy smiles at you as you let go of Sophie. Maybe she thinks it's cute to see your caring side or something. Well, there goes your shot at being the aloof coolguy in her eyes. Oh well. You get to your feet and turn to walk off.

“Sammy, wanna help her over to one of the benches? I'll only be a moment.”

Sammy gently starts to help Sophie to her feet.

“See you in a sec then.”

You head into the store and look around. It's not Walmart-size, but it's pretty big as far as stores go, and you make your rounds as quickly as you can. Ice cream, chocolate flavor. Chocolate-covered coffee beans. Black candle. Small first aid kit with the instant ice pack. Your little basket isn't super full, but it's getting there. You'll need to be careful how you pack your book bag with the surplus.

You glance at the packs of collectible cards while you wait at the checkout and spot a set for that game Meliora is always playing, and you snag a pack of those, debating between stealing them, putting them back or buying them. You could use them as a gift or bribe for sure, or she might want to play the tabletop version with you.

>Buy it
>Steal it
>Put it back
>Steal more than one
>Buy more than one
>Other (write-in)

>>44011954
And schmooze

>>44011981
>Buy it
We don't need the trouble getting caught would cause, not tonight.

>>44011981
>Buy it

>>44011981
>>Steal it

>>44011981
>Eat it

First to three, so...

>>44011981
>>Buy it

>>44011981
Buy it

We should get a luck roll to see if we got any Rare, Super Rare, or ultra rare cards.

You put the card pack in your basket and pay for your items as quickly as you can, grabbing the bag from the cashier and heading out with it. You spot Sammy and Sophie talking to a tall and rather imposing man with messy black hair. He looks homeless, if you're being honest, but Sammy is talking to him like she knows him, and he seems to regard Sophie with something approaching sympathy, or at least the closest his callous expression can muster. He barely glances at you before walking off, heading for a nearby alleyway.

You sit down on the bench and glance at the man as you unpack the supplies, packing away the black candle discretely and handing Sophie the ice cream while you prep the first aid kit. She takes a big bite out of it, and you pass Sammy the alcohol swaps while you figure out how many bandages she needs and pop the ice pack, giving it a shake to get it to start chilling.

“S'really good...”

Sophie takes another bite, wincing as Sammy begins to clean her cuts and scrapes, and you apply the ice pack to her stomach where you know her bruising is worst.

“I got you my favorite brand, and it's chocolate, because chocolate is great.”

You bandage her leg and give the ice pack over to Sammy while you wrap her knee and check her palms, bandaging her hands as well. Sophie holds her hands out and smiles.

“I look like a mummy...”

She takes another big bite out of her ice cream.

“Nex' time I'll scare you properly... And you better teach me, promise?”

You nod and pat her on the head.

“Promise. Now run along, little ninja. I've gotta head home.”

Sophie leaps to her feet, wobbles a bit, and scampers off, limping a little while trying to maintain a brisk pace. Sammy laughs as she gets up and sighs.

“You're gonna be a good dad one day.”

You watch Sophie run off into an alley and nod.

“Teaching girls how to scale buildings and ambush people. Yep. Great dad. Say, who was that guy who was here a moment ago?”

Sammy tilts her head slightly.

“Oh, that was someone from Sophie's clan. He saw her and wanted to check on her. He's... undercover, or something. I think he's her bodyguard.”

>Go looking for the bodyguard
>Head for home, time to change and prep for the party
>Find a place to change clothes and have Sammy call Blake for a ride
>Other (write-in)

>>44012338
Do it. Do it now.

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>44012546
>Head for home, time to change and prep for the party

Luck roll for cards, if we get a good one we can get 2-300 dollars.

>>44012546
Arent dogs not supposed to eat chocolate.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>44012516
>Find a place to change clothes and have Sammy call Blake for a ride
Also luck roll

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>44012546
>Head for home, time to change and prep for the party

>>44012574
>>44012546
We don't have time to head home, do we?
I thought the whole reason we brought our book along was cause of time limits.

Let's just duck into a restaurant or gad station or something and change.

>>44012546
>>Find a place to change clothes and have Sammy call Blake for a ride

Sleuth roll plus Perception, +2

>>44012546
>Find a place to change clothes and have Sammy call Blake for a ride

Rolled 4 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>44012827
I got something you can roll

Rolled 12 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>44012827

Rolled 14 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>44012827

>>44012867
16 is better than nothing, I guess

>>44012887
We can't be perfect all the time, anon. Better to be mediocre at simple things, and excel when it's important.
I know that's not how it works but shush.

You look around briefly.

"I'm gonna get changed. Wanna give Blake a call and see if he can pick us up?"

Sammy blushes.

"In public?"

You look at her for a moment, then at the shops.

"Actually, I was planning to use a restroom. I mean, if you want to see me topless so badly then sure, but I would have thought you'd want me all to yourself."

Sammy blushes brighter and you narrowly avoid a blow to the face with a smile, heading for the grocery store.

"Be right back. I promise not to be too long."

Sammy nods and sighs, smiling at you.

"Alright then... jerk."

You turn around and walk backwards.

"Excuse me, but I'm a Magnificent Bastard. I've snarked a lot of people to get this title, and I deserve to be called such."

Sammy sticks her tongue out at you, and you make a mental note to tell her later that a lady shouldn't stick out her tongue unless she intends to use it. She's just really cute when she's extra flustered. You head for the restroom and get changed into your clothes for the party. It's not your best look ever, but it's affordable and you could care less what happens to these clothes.

When you walk out of the grocery store you spot Sammy on her phone, probably talking to Blake. As you approach she cups her mouth, trying to conceal her words and lowering her voice a bit, but you can still make it out. Whoever is on the other end, they're needling Sammy for information on what she's been up to, and you vaguely recognize the voice on the other end as Marie, Blake's sister. You briefly hear her ask Sammy if she's made a move on you yet, and Sammy holds the phone in front of herself.

"Ride. Now. Please. Thank you."

She hangs up, red in the face and unable to meet your gaze, looking off to the side.

"They shouldn't be too long... We should meet them by the bus station."

>You alright? Did she say something that upset you?
>Let's get moving then, the sooner we get there the sooner we can forget the day
>Anything I need to know last minute about the party?
>I know things got out of hand earlier, but I want you to know that I'm not gonna take advantage of you tonight
>Other (write-in)

>>44013174
>>You alright? Did she say something that upset you?
>Anything I need to know last minute about the party?
>I know things got out of hand earlier, but I want you to know that I'm not gonna take advantage of you tonight

>>44013174
>Marie gonna be an issue again? I'd like some warning ahead of time.

>>44013174
>You alright? Did she say something that upset you?
>Anything I need to know last minute about the party?
>I know things got out of hand earlier, but I want you to know that I'm not gonna take advantage of you tonight

>>44013199
Seconding this, plus
>Anything I need to know last minute about the party?

>>44013174

>Sounds good, anything I need to know last minute about the party?
>Also, I promise to be the responsible part of this relationship tonight. But I only make that promise for tonight.
With a smirk.

>>44013232
>>44013174

Thirding

You pull Sammy in for a hug.

"That was Marie, right? What did she say?"

Sammy leans on you, resting her head on your shoulder.

"Mostly she was poking fun at me, calling me a little girl, that sort of thing... I could tell my mom was in the background making her say those things... trying to make things awkward between us..."

You stroke her back softly.

"Is that going to be an issue tonight? Marie and all that?"

Sammy pauses for a few moments, as if unsure, before shaking her head.

"No more so than last night, I think. My mom has dirt on Marie for something so she makes her do the dirty work, but Marie does what she can to be nice to me and make up for it. Everyone else will be too wild and drunk to really pay us any mind."

You release Sammy and start leading her to the bus stop.

"I know that earlier things got out of hand, but I promise you that I'm not going to use the full moon or whatever happens tonight to trick or coerce you. If something happens, I want it to be genuinely what you want."

Sammy looks down, squeezing your hand gently.

"...I... kinda wanted what happened earlier, I just... I don't want you to think I'm easy or a slut or anything... I'm a little scared that if you stay until the full moon reaches its peak I'll do something that's gonna make you think of me that way... I really like you a lot, Oliver, and I don't want to do anything stupid..."

>If something happens, I won't think less of you
>I can head out when that happens, find somewhere quiet and wait it out
>I'm sure you can hold it together. I have faith in your self-control.
>I won't stop what happens if something does, but I won't let it go too far.
>Other (write-in)

>>44013534
>I'm sure you can hold it together. I have faith in your self-control.

>>44013534
>Nothing could make me think less of you. Wait, that came out wrong.

>>44013534
>Kiss the top of her head.
>I'm sure you can hold it together. I have faith in your self-control.
But, I'm probably going to disappear for a little while around midnight anyway. It might get a little too hectic for a while.

>>44013613
Wait, drop that "self control" I want it to just say "I have faith in you"

And I do think we need to make sure she doesn't freak out when we disappear for the ritual.

>>44013534
>If something happens, I won't think less of you
>I can head out when that happens, find somewhere quiet and wait it out, if you'd prefer.
>Take her hand and squeeze it.

>>44013534
>I'm sure you can hold it together. I have faith in your self-control.

>>44013613
>>44013659
Either of these will do.

You pull her a bit closer and kiss the top of her head.

"I've got faith in your self restraint, and I'm probably going to step out around midnight anyway. I think things are gonna get really wild tonight, and while I don't mean to be culturally insensitive, I don't quite think I'm ready for everything that'll take place. Plus it means we don't have to worry about things spiraling out of control between us."

Sammy falls silent, but she holds on to your arm all the way to the bus station, and she doesn't relinquish it for an instant until Blake arrives, racing over to the bus station at top speed and skidding to a halt right in front of you. He honks twice and lowers the window.

"Hop in the back, it's party time! Whoo!"

Sammy lets go of your arm as you get up, taking your hand instead as you help her up and into the car. Blake watches you in the mirror for a few moments before turning to face you.

"I have one rule. If you're going to date Sammy, be responsible. Something goes wrong? Own up to it. I don't care what you guys do, but don't try to weasel out of stuff."
>You have my word
>Can we do it case-by-case?
>Isn't that more her dad's kind of stipulation?
>Other (write-in)

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Last post for the night, continuing tomorrow

>>44013534
>the only stupid thing you could do is not talk to me about problems you're having.

>>44013899
>That's not the sort of stipulation you have any right to make, but
Look at Sammy here
>You have my word on that
With a head nod towards Blake.

See ya tomorrow BTQM.

>>44013899
>Isn't that more her dad's kind of stipulation?
followed by
>You have my word

>>44013899
>>You have my word
>Look to Sammy as we say it instead of him.

Thanks for running, QM!

>>44013899
>You have my word


Can you tell me why her mom is intentionally trying to cause as much trouble for her as possible? Is it a werewolf thing?

>>44013988
IIRC, kinda. She hates Sammy for being a runt, basically a werewolf that can't shift all the way.

>>44013988
She's jealous and wants Oliver's D.

>>44014017
Some kind anon who's on a computer (as opposed to a phone at work like I am) should compile the story so far into a pastebin or a 1d4chan page, before it becomes too unwieldy to do.

>>44014101
>this will never happen

>>44014081
>the big bad Milf

>>44014175
If I remember by the time I get off work, AND don't feel exhausted, AND BTQM hasn't started again yet, then I'll make an attempt.

I know folks are pushing for the magic abilities route, but if we don't get a natural pause tonight well away from everyone then i suggest we wait on it.

Not to mention, we have no idea if doing the ritual will make us smell different or off or anything. Not exactly the right night to drop that one on them. Next full moon should be better for it.

>>44014791
Seriously, if we did more research we could ID whatever demon we're summoning, get more prepared, and slow down the pace a little bit, this is only day 2 after all. (Day 2 or Day 3?
)

>>44014902
It might also be an idea to check other possible magic sources instead of permo-marking our soul on the first thing we found.

>>44014791
>>44014902
>>44014937
All solid points. I missed the thread where we had decided to pursue this, so I was just gonna roll with it, but if nothing else, we should ask Angela about it first. She's pretty unbiased about everything, and has already proved that she'll keep our secrets.

>>44014937
Yea, that worries me too. Like, what does marking our soul even mean?

>>44014175
>>44014254
I'm working on it. Gonna edit out the non-story stuff, should I just post it in a pastebin, or would a different site be better?

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>>44010946
>>44011447
Haha, aww Sophie a qt. I like her

>>44011210
Dis guy right here. Nice!

>>44011740
Shiiiiiiiit

>>44011468
>>44011480
>>44011524
>>44011560
>>44011611
Exactly what I'd have picked. Love that the hivemind can be caring some time.
P.S. Timezones Suck ;_;

>>44017210
>>44013899
Here we go. I gave up editing it halfway through thread 2, gotta get to sleep so I can work tonight. It's up to date with this thread, QM.

http://pastebin.com/67CKxb27

"That sounds more like the kind of thing her dad should be telling me."

Blake shrugs.

"We're family, we all look out for each other. It's how we Wolfe's operate. Heck, if she wasn't being promised to Mark or claimed by you or whatever, I'd probably still be telling this to whichever member of the clan she ended up with."

You nod slowly and smile.

"In that case I better make sure I give this the importance it deserves..."

You turn towards Sammy.

"I swear that no matter what happens, I will own up to it and do the right thing. I will be responsible, and treat things with the gravity and importance they deserve instead of making light of things that truly matter. You have my word."

Sammy glances at Blake, who nods, and she hugs you tightly. Blake grins.

"Works for me. Just don't turn out to be a liar, Oliver."

He pump the gas pedal and makes the engine roar and whine before shifting gears and taking off at high speed once more.

>Talk to Sammy about something on the way
>Ask Blake about something
>Enjoy the ride, just prepare mentally

>>44018890
>Talk to Sammy about something on the way.
"So, what typically happens at these parties. I mean, besides dragging an entire herd of deer to the foyer where they're devoured raw in some beastial feeding frenzy?"

>>44018890
>Talk to Sammy about something on the way
What typically happens at these parties?

>>44018890
>>Talk to Sammy about something on the way
I can already see her face once she finds out we want to become a vampire

>>44018890
Supporting >>44018919 >>44018986 But do we know if they party at every Full moon? If not ask about that as well. And I also think we should
>Enjoy the ride, just prepare mentally
For the ritual. But like another anon said, maybe taking a bit more time with that in general would be a good idea

You stroke Sammy's back gently as she gets comfortable beside you.

"So what typically happens at these parties? More of what happened last night or is it going to be wilder?"

Sammy shifts slightly, yawning softly and taking off her hat.

"Wilder... Much wilder... Lots of shapeshifting, drinking, wrestling... other stuff..."

She blushes softly, and you immediately get the gist of it. Frenzied, naked drunk people acting on their most primal instincts? Yeah, that's bound to happen at least once.

"Is that what all the new construction is about? These sorts of parties?"

Sammy nods drowsily.

"Mhmm... Mom wants to redo the bedroom and I think... I think this will be her excuse..."

Her eyes drift close and she mumbles against your chest, her tail emerging and wagging slowly. Blake stiffles a yawn of his own.

"When we arrive it'll be pretty subdued until the sun goes down. Almost everyone will be napping, so if you've got any homework for tomorrow, last chance before morning."

You lightly pat your book bag.

"I might do some light studying, yeah. But I guess we'll see what happens."

Blake turns on his music and bobs his head to it, and Sammy nuzzles your shoulder a bit, out like a light. Well, there goes the conversation. You could try to message Meliora again or maybe attempt to nap and bug Angie. Or you could just get out the book.

>Enjoy the ride
>Text Meliora again
>Try to nap and hope for the best
>Study the book, look for answers
>Other (write-in)

>>44019213
>Study the book, look for answers

>>44019213
>Text Meliora
"I am only just now having second thoughts about being in the midst of a werewolf clan on a full moon. I am not a clever man."

>>44019213
>Study the book, look for answers
so did i miss something or why are they both so tired?

>>44019239
Who is?

>>44019213
>>Study the book, look for answers
But probably don't just take it out. Maybe we can keep it in the backpack while reading or something like that

>>44019213
>>44019239
Second this. Let's save on the book until we have some privacy. Like the bathroom.

Sneak roll plus Conceal, +4
Smarts roll plus Monster Lore, +1

Rolled 12 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>44019394
Snake

Rolled 10 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>44019394
Sneak

Rolled 19 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>44019394
sneak conceal

Rolled 9 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>44019394
Lore

Rolled 3 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>44019394
Smarts

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>>44019394
Smart's+lore

>>44019432
>>44019448

Well, i guess i can stop rolling for today.

Alright folks, pick three questions you want answered. Be specific if possible.

>>44019473
What kind of demon is summoned in the ritual to mark our soul

Are there any physical(that can be seen by the naked eye or smelled) signs that we are marked

>>44019473
What this Book is actually about?

>>44019473
Is this supposed mark something that can be detected by other supernatural creatures?

Does this damn us to hell?

>>44019473
>>44019510
And
What the soul mark will signify to the myriad supernatural beings who can see it
>or
Make sure it doesn't bind us into anything else, aside from what it laid out. Demons are tricky, after all.

Maybe call or text Angela about it, if we can?

>>44019473
What kind of creatures/monsters/people can sense the mark that will be placed on our soul?

>>44019473
In what way we can create a protection against the demons we summon? Can we seal the demon if needed to trade her freedom for what we ask? What usually the demon ask in exchange for what we ask of him?

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>>44019473
What is to mark our soul?

>>44019550
>What usually the demon ask in exchange for what we ask of him?
A cup of blood for this ritual. Anything else is the demon trying to deceive or trick you.

So the biggest concerns seem to be "who can tell we're marked", "what does the mark do", and "what are the risks involved in the summoning". Is that about right?

>>44019620
I guess sp, yeah

>>44019620
I think the risk is more of a worry that there's fine print we haven't seen yet, than the mechanics of summoning itself, but basically, yea.

And anons, I REALLY REALLY think we should consult our friendly Angel of Death before we go through with this.

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>>44019620
For me? Yes.

>>44019671
I don't want to start dealing with demons if we can manage to become some kind of mordern alchemist i would be okay with it.

>>44019671
The Mark itself might do something more, but the book seems to have gone to lengths to avoid fine print. It details a very simple, static exchange and even encourages the reader to not make any deals with the demon, and that such arts are not hemomancy.

>>44019700
All the more reason to ask Angela about it, since she's probably our most reliable source, we'll just owe her a favor, which is okay. This is important. The book seems almost too easy, and those things in math class were creepy as hell, literally. Not to mention the teacher said she was feeding them students. We aren't that desperate to bring the folks back. We'd be better off making a blood oath than serving demons.

>>44019802
Nobody has, at any point, said to serve demons. Hemomancy is only related to demons insofar as this ritual, which requires only a cup of blood, summons one to give you the ability to use it. No further.

This attempt at fearmongering is doing nothing for your argument.

>>44019802
You're nuts. The whole goal of the character is Get Our Family Back.
We can deal with the teacher when we're stronger and bring it up with Angie, but it's day 2, we can slow down on the mortal enemies front.

You adjust your pack and carefully extract your book, using your school clothes to keep it concealed as you peruse it and using your phone to help make your own translations more concise. It's more of a follow-up, but you feel it's warranted. Better safe than sorry.

The first thing you check is the mark. You could swear the passages on it weren't there the last time you looked through the ritual, but here they are plain as day. A magic book on magic. Classy.

The mark itself is an etching on the soul, visible and obvious only to those capable of viewing your soul. So probably just Angie from the look of things. It's like a painter signing his work. The summoned devil, low in rank and power, makes an investment by unlocking a small trickle of magical power and signing your soul so that if you should fall into hell, he or she has first dibs, assuming the devil is still alive at that point.

The cautioning against deals with devils is there because the ritual is an invitation of a very specific kind, and offers no protection of any sort if you so much as genuinely consider an offered bargain. The devil will appear, complete the task, perhaps make some minor offers and leave. What it wants is for the ritual to not go as planned, and it has up to three offers it is allowed to make before vanishing. Accept even one, and the devil will remain summoned until the task is complete, though frequently they simply devour the summoner and walk the earth without a time limit.

You slip your book back into your bag and glance ahead. The house is coming into view, and Blake looks like he's barely managing to stay awake. He pulls up in front of the house and reclines his seat, yawning softly.

"Here..."

>Head in and look around, try to find someone who's awake
>Wake Sammy up and head in with her
>Go for a walk, try to find a good place for the ritual later
>Other (write-in)

>>44019891
>>Wake Sammy up and head in with her

>>44019891
>>Wake Sammy up and head in with her

>>44019891
>>Wake Sammy up and head in with her
You'd think on a Full Moon night they'd be wide awake

>>44019891
>Wake Sammy up and head in with her

>>44019891
>Wake Sammy up and head in with her
The rules seem straightforward enough. I fail to see how this could go wrong.

>>44019845
>>44019850
I'm not fearmongering, I'm just saying we don't have enough information. We're just assuming this book is honest, with absolutely no fact checking. And we're putting a permanent brand on our immortal soul that proclaims to anything that can see it that we do blood magic. We don't know if this will be like waving a giant "smite me" sign or what. Blood magic is not common, remember? I'm all for going all beyond the Boundary with our blood control, or even d&d tier blood mage, I just think we need more information first. Hell, even a phone assisted Internet search would help.

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>>44019891
>>Wake Sammy up and head in with her

Fuck this ritual. And fuck the demon that wrote it..

>>44019940
What's a quest without a few risks? Besides, this will probably offer a good chance. Everyone else is going to be busy losing their minds during the Full Moon, we'll have plenty of privacy, and I think we can resist the three temptations.

>>44019939
>I fail to see how this could go wrong.
Famous last words. But fuck it. Now that we know we're selling our soul in exchange for the power, >>44019940
Ignore me there. Let's do this shit!
We'll just find a way to weasel out of it later. though I'm gonna be mad if it turns out Angie could have made the exact same pact with us, if we only asked.

>>44019968
The ritual will likely lead to Allegsiet/ 4 grand necromancer dickery at minimum. Fact checking would be wise. We can last 1 month here without magic.

>>44019940
smart

>>44019988
Blood-chan seems nice, so go for it.

>>44019968
I half disagree with you. There must be better way of acquiring power. Just because something is risky wouldn't you want to increase your chances to survive it?

>>44020010
Literally who? Going YOLO and jumping in without looking can get us in seriously deep shit, and BTQM wants us to be paranoid. NEVER take a source at face value, and always look up extra info or second source for confirmation.

>>44020013
But it's RIGHT THERE. It's power, it's in our hands, we got it, we should absolutely use it, if only to make things even more interesting than before. Which, admittedly, isn't necessary, but I want it to happen for the Fun.

>>44019850
I would like you to reread our premise quest. Our mother told us a powerful VAMPIRE can bring dead vamps back. We don't even know if this book will work on the former undead. It's just the easiest path, which, >>44019968, is often how you get a bad end. It's only day two. I say we take a month for more research like >>44019988
Cause what if it won't work and we can't become a vampire cause of it?

>>44020042
And when dealing with demons, it's good to be a little bit paranoid.

>>44020059
You just want us to die so BTQM has to focus on BTQreboot. Hush. Most of us really enjoy the social games we've been playing.

>>44020067
That is the most impotent argument in this entire chain so far.

>>44020059
You realize rushing into something is exactly how BTQM said we'd die right? That'd make the quest so interesting and fun, oh wait, no it wouldn't, because we'd be dead.


>>44020078
yup

Am I the only one that expects the demon to a qt?

Knowing /tg/, we will make a deal with her if she's cute.

Which I'm totally for if we get a qt3.14 demon waifu

>>44020085
BTDreboot* sorry

>>44020098
>Make deal with demon
>Get damned
>Get eaten
>GG no re.

At that point not even Angie could keep our dumbass alive.

>>44020098
It's a low level demon, so probably not even humanoid or gendered.

>>44020098
>>44020090
>>44020088
>>44020078
>>44020067
>>44020059
>>44020042
>>44020013
>>44019988
>>44019980
Alright, I think we've beaten this dead horse. Let's do a straight aye or nay so BTQM can advance the plot, yea?

>I say no. We need more info.

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>>44020059
Rushing for power is a good way to fuck yourself.Besides if we fail to acquire this power we won't be able to acquire other kinds of power. And because i like Angie i don't want to mingle with demons.

>>44020154
You don't have the authority to call a vote on this, and trying to do so will just mean that I vote yes to spite you.

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>>44020154
I vote nay

>>44020154
Nay, i say nay to demons!

You gently wake Sammy up, adjusting your bag a bit as you shake her shoulder.

"Sammy?"

She mumbles softly in response and you kiss her gently. She kisses back sleepily before yawning against your lips and rubbing her eyes, sitting up.

"Mmm...?"

She smiles and gives you a drowsy wave.

"Hi... Sorry about that..."

You open the car door and climb out, offering your hand to her.

"No worries. You alright?"

Sammy nods slightly as she climbs out and takes your arm.

"Yeah... It hits me hardest when the full moon is approaching since I'm... you know... But everyone else is probably napping right about now..."

You head for the door and Sammy fishes her key out of her pocket, unlocking the door. The house isn't nearly as crowded as last time. In fact, you only see two werewolves curled up on the rug, fast asleep. Then you hear the clicking of heels, and Jennifer walks out of the kitchen holding a can of Red Bull in one hand and a glass of what is probably vodka in the other. She frowns at you.

"Good evening, Samantha. Oliver."

>Write-in

>>44020154
Yes.
We need power, it doesn't mean we have to use it, but we need it anyways. And, if the thing is just a low rank, maybe we can deal with it?

>>44020194
"Good evening Ma'am. Hope we didn't disturb you."

>>44020194
What a hoe

>>44020201
The problem is we may be fucking ourselves over hard for the power, and I'm fairly certain we couldn't kill even a low level demon. We really do not need power if the strings attached damn us, rip out our soul, or make us go into a bloodthirsty rage, etc.

>>44020194
>Write-in, Smile, wave, say hello, try to take Sammy up to her room.
Girl needs some comfy before things get nuts.

>>44019932
I'm also mostly nay on this at the moment, since we only have one source. That could tell us all lies and we wouldn't know. So before doing it maybe collecting more info would not be bad. Also this >>44020236

>>44020194
Seconding >>44020211 and >>44020241
Greet her friendly and get sammy into her room

>>44020236
There are only significant strings attached if you're stupid enough to try and make a secondary deal with the demon, going by what information we currently have.

Also don't respond to the troll.

>>44020211
Second this endeavour.

>>44020272
>Not responding to trolls
Where do you think this is, /tg/? Wait...

>>44020194
>>44020241
Second.

>>44020194
>Red Bull isn't an adequate substitute for sleep. Talking from personal experience here.

>>44020272
According to the book which is our one source that we haven't fact checked, at all.

>>44020201
I don't know how demons work in BTQM quest. But once a demon is destroyed in our plane his soul goes back to hell and after a long period of time he can re-create his body and be summon back. Unless we get spells involving bidding or destroying souls we can get in big trouble.

>>44020272
I'm getting the distinct feeling this might be some cursed book made to screw over mortals. As certain passages seem to appear only if we look for them.
The first thing you check is the mark.
>You could swear the passages on it weren't there the last time you looked through the ritual, but here they are plain as day. A magic book on magic.

>>44020302
I'm aware. I didn't say that we shouldn't do more research. Just that we currently have no facts indicating that there would be strings attached.

>>44020364
It's also possible it's a magic book made to hide it's secrets from one or more kinds of creature, or that the wizard who wrote it just found this a superior alternative to an appendix/table of contents.

>>44020296
>But when combined with vodka, it can do wonders for like 52 hours, assuming you don't have to drive.

>>44020364
Fuck it, let's bring it to Angie or burn it

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>>44020272

>Also don't respond to the troll.

Only because you asked nicely.

>>44020412
True. So, spend a month finding secondary sources before we commit?

>>44020440
So long as we don't discard it entirely, I'm fine with that idea.

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>>44020440
I agree.

>>44020457
We totally have time to call Angie right now and ask her about it, while the wolves are all napping before the party. She's been as honest with us as anyone, and I do believe she owes us some secrets from our dream-gamble. Though I might be mistaken there.

>>44020492
Milf wolf is still awaken. But we can always expect to have a good roll.

>>44020530
We obviously make polite noises, then excuse ourselves and step outside. Might as well indirectly ask Mel about it too, since she monitors our phone with a subroutine.

>>44020492
It's worth bringing it up with her, but it's unlikely to satisfy my desire for further knowledge on it's own. An angel would likely have a strong bias towards discouraging a mortal from pursuing any sort of deal with, well, depending on the nature of the setting, any magical creature, but especially demons, and possibly any path at all that would result in them acquiring power beyond their station.

You wave politely at her and smile.

"Hi there. Sorry to intrude. I know there's a big party going on tonight and everyone is pretty tired at the moment, so we'll try to keep things quiet."

Jennifer takes a swig of vodka and washes it down with Red Bull, shuddering. You can almost smell her drink as she draws near, and it's certainly not vodka. It's a sort of... aniseed smell. You wish you could remember what drink smells like that. Something with an A...

"It's fine. I'd like to have a word with you later though. I have some matters to discuss with you."

She looks over at Sammy, her expression shifting to neutral, if a bit imperious.

"Alone, preferably."

She turns back to you. You've almost worked it out. Ab-something. Ab...

"I've had a word with my husband about allowing you into the clan. We've made some arrangements. We will discuss it when you have the time."

She heads for the stairs, taking another swig from each drink. Absinthe. She's drinking a whole glass of the stuff along with an energy drink. Either she has the tolerance of a god, or she's going to get seriously fucked up tonight. Sammy squeezes your arm.

"At least there's going to be good news, right...? Otherwise she would have told you right now that you won't be able to join the clan... She would have liked that..."

You shrug a bit. Mark acts like a jerk but enjoys writing poetry. Sophie acts scary but it's all a game. Patrick acts like the big dog in charge but is a huge softie around his girls. You're starting to wonder if every werewolf is like that, dual in nature and in form. Maybe Jennifer's icy exterior hides something underneath.

>>44020583
She's drinking fuckin absinthe? Goddamn.

>>44020583
>Maybe Jennifer's icy exterior hides something underneath.
Untold fathoms of further bitchiness.

>>44020582
I dunno. She's an angel of death, a grim reaper, not a halos and harps angel. She seems more like a reaper from supernatural than the Bible. that's probably just my preexisting bias though

"Maybe. Let's head to your room and relax."

Sammy nods, and you walk with her to her bedroom. She blushes brighter with each step, and as she opens the door she glances at you shyly. Her walls are covered in posters of bands and athletes, and her bedspread is the same purple as her carpet. Her bed is right under a large window, and there's a bathroom adjoining the bedroom.

"Home sweet home..."

>Let's take a nap and rest up
>Wanna make out?
>So there's this ritual thing I was thinking of doing...
>What do you wanna do?
>Other (write-in)

>>44020598
With redbull. Dam mama wolf you're hardcore

>>44020608
>Let's take a nap and rest up

>>44020607
Angels of death are still angels. Though I would expect them to be kinder and potentially more protective towards mortals than, say, angels of genocide or plague.

>>44020608
>So there's this ritual thing I heard of, I was wondering if you've heard anything about it, or things like it...

>>44020608
>Your mom was drinking Red Bull and Absinthe...I was genuinely not afraid of her until I figured that out.

>>44020608
>Let's take a nap and rest up

>>44020492
You don't have Angie's number, but you could nap and reach her if you luck out.

>>44020608
>Let's take a nap and rest up

>>44020608
>take a nap
>lucid dream to talk with angie about the ritual.

>>44020608
>>So there's this ritual thing I was thinking of doing...

>>44020608
>Let's take a nap and rest up
Dream talk with Angie.

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>>44020608
>>Other (write-in)
>Stay with her until she falls asleep. Be a gentleman and don't watch her changing just cuddle with her a lovely hug a little sniff on her confort her and make her "have your smell" by staying close to her and watch as she gently fall asleep.

>>44020662
Seconding!

>>44020658
I was thinking more about asking Mel for it, but yea, that could work too. Adjusting this >>44020629 to
>nap after she says no and try to summon Angie.

Smarts roll, +0
Luck roll

Rolled 4, 3 = 7 (2d20)

>>44020702

Well gues who is changing his vote? Why of course id me rigth here >>44020677 changing it for this one >>44020662

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>44020702
SMARTS!

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>>44020702
rolling luck

>>44020707
1 at a time and declare which bub

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>44020702
Pluck

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>44020702
Gods be gentle with me ...

Smarts

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>>44020702
Luck

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>>44020702
Smarns

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>>44020702
Smarts

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>>44020715
Ouch.

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>>44020702
Luck?

>>44020715
>>44020717
>>44020722
>>44020723
>>44020740
>>44020743
Dice gods, why have you left us?

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>>44020715
>>44020740

Dice gods why must you mock us mere mortals!!!

>>44020715
>>44020723
>>44020743
We must be tired.

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>those rolls

>>44020756
They problably haven't sacrificed enough goats to then.

I hope Smarts was to remember to close the door before we fall asleep in a cuddle pile.

>>44020788
>those dubs

You head for her bed.

"Let's take a nap and relax for a little while."

Sammy nods a little and heads for her dresser.

"Let me get changed into my pajamas then..."

You sit on the edge of her bed and wait for her. She turns to look at you, hesitating.

"They're in the wash..."

She turns back to her dresser and grabs a few things, sparing you one last glance and running off to the bathroom to change.

"Feel free to get comfortable. I'll just be a second..."

You take off your shirt and bag and set them aside. You know Sammy doesn't drool in her sleep, but if Sophie was any indication she might nibble on something, and you don't need to have to explain a wet patch to someone during the party, especially her parents. 'Yes, we went to sleep together and here is where she chewed on my shirt in her sleep'. You can't see it going well. You slip under the blanket and relax.

Sammy comes out of the bathroom in a white T-shirt and panties and nothing else. Nothing visible at least. She strides towards you with forced confidence, looking embarrassed and trying to gauge your reaction. You do your best to subtly encourage her, partly for her sake because she deserves to be confident in her appearance, and partly for your own sake, because damn.

"I don't really have anything for you to change into, but I wanted to get comfortable..."

She climbs under the blanket with you and curls up at your side, tail wagging slowly. You slip an arm around her and try to keep it casual, kissing the top of her head. She lightly pecks you on the chest in response, and you try to relax into sleep. It's not easy, but you manage it despite the distractions, although you drift through your dreams without control.

>>44020814
It was to lock the door
We wake up with Sammy, Marie, and Sophie in bed with us. They're all naked for some reason. Patrick and Jennifer are standing over us.
Bad End.

...

You awaken in a cold sweat, with Sammy sitting up beside you looking worried.

"Oliver! Oliver, wake up!"

You rub your head a bit. All you can remember is black cloth and a silvery blade sweeping toward your face. Someone was there, laughing at you, a voice you didn't recognize. Something about time, and tonight, and... the rest is all lost.

>I'm fine, just a nightmare
>What time is it?
>What happened?
>Other (write-in)

>>44021023
>I'm fine, just a nightmare
>What happened?

>>44021023
>What time is it?
>What happened?

>>44021023
>Just a bad dream. I get them sometimes.
>What time is it?

>>44021023
>>What happened?
>Other (write-in) Reach for a weapon we didn't fall asleep with.

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>>44020965
shiiiiieeeet. I think those are my first dubs. At least the first ones that get checked I think. And as a german I approve of the particular dubs I got.

>>44021023
>>I'm fine, just a nightmare
>>What happened? (as in, have I been flayling around in my sleep or similair)

>>44021023
>I'm fine, just a nightmare
>What time is it?

>>44021023
>black cloth = death lurking at us
>silvery blade = a weapon to kill werewolfs a werwolfs is being watched by death.
>voice we don't reconized. Someone is behind working to get us killed by eliminating a werewolf possibly trying to incriminate us?
>it's going to happen tonight and the time is ticking

You sit up slightly and take stock of yourself. Physically intact, sweaty, dull throbbing pain around your neck that is vanishing moment by moment. You turn to Sammy and pat her on the head softly.

"It was just a bad dream. I get those sometimes. I'm sorry for worrying you. What happened?"

Sammy leans into your touch before holding your hand in her own and hugging it to her chest.

"You were mumbling in your sleep, and then you screamed and went rigid. You went limp all at once, like you were dead, and... and I was... I was scared... that..."

She tackles you, hugging almost crushingly tight and whimpering against your neck. You stroke her back soothingly while she slowly calms down. The full moon has her all out of sorts and it isn't even dark out yet.

"I'm fine, Sammy. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere, I promise..."

Sammy nuzzles your cheek and rubs her eyes, nodding.

>Let's go back to sleep. We need our rest and I'm enjoying having you close.
>We're already up, how about we cuddle for a bit?
>I'm gonna shower and get cleaned up, mind if I use your shower?
>Other (write-in)

>>44021212
Possibly, or one of Angie's coworkers is expecting to collect us, and the silvery blade was her scythe.

But let's stay on guard and next to Sammy all night. She needs protection from Mark right now. All the blackmail in the world will do us no good if she's dead.

>>44021233
>>I'm gonna shower and get cleaned up, mind if I use your shower?

>>44021233
>Kiss her deeply, holding just as tight
>Let's go back to sleep. We need our rest and I'm enjoying having you close.

>>44021233
>I'm gonna shower and get cleaned up, mind if I use your shower?
Check ourselves over in the mirror, make sure there's no, like, fucking pentagram or something on us.
>Promise cuddles when we come back.

>>44021233
Seconding >>44021259

>>44021259
Supporting instead of >>44021256
But throw in a kiss for reassurance first.

>>44021259
While we're in the bathroom, make sure the hero suit app is functioning properly, we might need it. Just run a diagnostic or something, no need for a transformation sequence.

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>>44021311
>Inb4 the nightmare corrupted our suit and we Devil Man now

>>44021339
at least we'd still have our soul. Lol

You kiss her and smile.

"I'm gonna get cleaned up, alright? I just need a quick shower. I'll only be a moment."

Sammy looks down and nods again.

"I'll be here when you get back... Leave the door unlocked, I don't want to have to worry that you've slipped or something in there..."

She's really getting protective of you all of a sudden. It's endearing, but also a little worrying. You don't need her following you all night if you decide to perform the ritual.

"Alright, I will. But no peeking."

Sammy blushes brightly, and you leave her stammering and flustered on the bed as you head for the bathroom for a shower. You run the water and look yourself over in the mirror. There's no mark on your body, at least, as far as you can tell, but you could swear you saw a black haze looming behind you for a split second. You get into the shower and scrub yourself down, collecting your thoughts.

Angie said that your mind creates dreams and controls them, or something like that, and that you could dream lucidly once someone lets you know it's a dream. You don't remember the nightmare at all aside from fragments that are getting hazier and hazier, so it probably wasn't a vision or anything. The black haze could have been a trick of the light, too. Or death is right behind you waiting for you to run out of time. One or the other.

You dry off as you get out of the shower and inspect your pants and underwear. They could probably do with being hung up for a bit to air out, you don't want to reek of sweat all evening, but you don't have anything else to sleep in besides your school uniform.

>Screw it, naked time
>Dress pants are basically fancy pajamas, right
>They'll reek of alcohol, so they can deal with it
>Other (write-in)

>>44021419
>>They'll reek of alcohol, so they can deal with it

>>44021419
>Other (write-in) As Sammy if Naked Cuddles are cool or too far.

>>44021419
>They'll reek of alcohol, so they can deal with it

>>44021419
>Reek of Alcohol, Deal with it

>>44021419
This >>44021464 and/or ask if she's got something for us to wear. I dunno some sweatpants or something

>>44021419
>They'll reek of alcohol, so they can deal with it
Besides, if we cuddle with Sammy more, we'll smell like each other, not sweat.

Smarts roll, +0
Luck roll

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>>44021591
Luck