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<-Recap of thread #1

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>>44844575
>>Plan to leave Marie at the psych ward. She already provides you with adoration and "fuel" from here, there is no need to bring her with you and have her be a liability. Plus, she could spread the creed on her own to the other loonies here.

>>44844575
>Plan to take her with you. You couldn't stay at the Hospital for too long, and taking Marie with you could be useful. After all, she is the only source of power you have right now, it would be better to keep this asset safe.

Can't leave that hottie boddie behind.

>>44844575
>Do 1.
But also, make sure to comfort her and reassure her we'll be back. We are a god of comfort and diabeetus inducing love.

>>44844575

>>Plan to take her with you. You couldn't stay at the Hospital for too long, and taking Marie with you could be useful. After all, she is the only source of power you have right now, it would be better to keep this asset safe.

>>44844575
>Write in option: We leave the psych ward but stay in the hospital. Try to finagle our way into spending more time in the psych ward regularly and learn more of how the hospital works to get Marie released

>>44844575
what is the creed anyway?

>>44844806
Whatever her understanding of your themes is.

>>44844876
We should help her with that.

>>44844904
Sure, I'd prefer votes to made with >greentext and quoting the post they're voting at. Otherwise I might miss or misinterpret them.

Leave
>>44844651
>>44844730

Keep
>>44844669
>>44844765
>>44844779

Keep it is, with that write-in caveat, writing.

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"I have to go now, Marie." you chuckled to Marie, and stood up, looking at her tenderly, as she looked back with pleading eyes. You hugged her head. "I'll be back." you said, with saccharine sweetness.

She pouted, and looked away. "What is your room?" she asked.

"Down the hall, one of the doors to the right" you replied, as you made your way to the exit. "Goodbye now" you then said, and closed the door behind you, and started to quick-walk yourself back to your room.

"Oy!" G said, as you passed by the bench where you found him at first. He seemed to be still there, but you didn't have time for him. You rushed back to your room, but when you arrived, there was already a nurse inside.

She looked at you with narrowed eyes.

"Where were you?" she demanded.

"I... Had to go to the toilet." you replied.

"Uh-huh, I see." she continued. "Hrm, So you seem to be going pretty fine, sir. Regardless, we will need you to sign these papers and give identification."

"I...dentification?" you nearly stammered. You didn't have an ID. You didn't legally own anything at all. You had literally nothing.

"C'mon." she then insisted. "Just your personal number would do as well."

>Jump out the window, and try to use magic to dampen the fall, somehow. (1d20)
>Attack her, and then make sure she can't talk or yell or anything, and then walk through the hallway and out to the exit. (1d20)
>Talk to her. Maybe she has some time to hear about her Lord and Savior: You. (1d20)

>Write in. Roll a 1d20 if needed.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>44845370
>>Jump out the window, and try to use magic to dampen the fall, somehow.

>>44845370
>>Talk to her. Maybe she has some time to hear about her Lord and Savior: You. (1d20)

>>44845370
>Talk to her. Maybe she has some time to hear about her Lord and Savior: You. (1d20)

>>44845370
>Talk to her. Maybe she has some time to hear about her Lord and Savior: You. (1d20)

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>44845370
>Talk to her. Maybe she has some time to hear about her Lord and Savior: You. (1d20)

>>44845370
>Talk to her. Maybe she has some time to hear about her Lord and Savior: You. (1d20)
Maybe tell her you have amnesia if she looks like she's gonna throw you in the crazy ward.

>>44845476

>>44845370
>Talk to her. Maybe she has some time to hear about her Lord and Savior: You. (1d20)

Is that pic Marie or the nurse?

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>44845592
Forgot to roll

>>44845613

>>44845632
my dice won't work

>>44845592
It's Marie lol

I forgot to mention that its the best of 3, like always. But yeah, your roll will be a 17, and the option chosen (by a huge majority) will be

>Talk to her. Maybe she has some time to hear about her Lord and Savior: You.

Writing!

>>44845692
did qm die?

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"Well, you see" you start off, and rub your chin as you look at the ground for a moment, then back at her. "I'm a God."

"I need a number, not a title" she sassed back.

"No, seriously. I'm literally supernatural." you replied. "C'mon, tell me a small wish. I'll see what I can do."

"I wish for your person number"

"Pffft, C'mon, woman. Give me a chance."

"Alright." she finally said. "What is MY person number, hrm?"

You focused, and then subtly used "Detect person number", via your domain of Knowledge.

"1921313-B" you answered, with a smug smile. "Miss Kent."

"...Ho, wow." the nurse took a step back. "Are you like a street magician or something?"

"I'm a *God*, Miss Kent." you clarified.

>Continue off with more cantrips, and try to impress and convince her to become a follower. She seems pretty bright, she might prove to be a valuable peon when it comes to spreading your influence and power further.
>She is spooked. It will be easier to not try to push it further, and just slip out of the situation and the hospital. Plus, you don't know what she will do with the information that you're a supernatural being, so it's safer.
>Try to convince her that you're actually just a very skilled street magician and a loonie, and try to get her to assign you to the psych ward.

>Write in

3 anons need to roll a 1d20 as well, best of those 3 is your roll.

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>44846095
>Continue off with more cantrips, and try to impress and convince her to become a follower. She seems pretty bright, she might prove to be a valuable peon when it comes to spreading your influence and power further.

>>44846148

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>44846095
>Try to convince her that you're actually just a very skilled street magician and a loonie, and try to get her to assign you to the psych ward.

>>44846148
>Continue off with more cantrips, and try to impress and convince her to become a follower. She seems pretty bright, she might prove to be a valuable peon when it comes to spreading your influence and power further.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>44846095
>Continue off with more cantrips, and try to impress and convince her to become a follower. She seems pretty bright, she might prove to be a valuable peon when it comes to spreading your influence and power further.

>>44846148
>>44846219
>>44846417
Badaboom, a 16.

Writing this baby up.

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You didn't want to spook her out too hard, but you did want to make her feel the presence of the god you were. You cupped your hands in front of you, and made a small ball of energy.

"I'm a god." you repeated, again. There was no way that this could be a simple magician's trick, right? You had a friggin ball of light in your hands.

She glared back at you, amazed. "...W-wow." she blinked. "But why, why are you here? In front of... Me? What makes me special?"

You inhaled and pressed your lips against each other. Honestly, she wasn't special at all, but you could use that as a hook. "I've chosen you." you said. You chose her just now. "I'm off to make the world a better place, and I need your help."

"S-sure." she stammered, but then gently rose her chest proudly. "I am ready... for my mission."

Man, she seemed pretty full of herself. "I need you to tell others that I've arrived." you stated. "I'm a god of love and answers. Heh, that's why I could know what your number was, you see."

"Of course, but, what's your... Name?" she wondered.

You blinked. It's been so long. You couldn't even remember what your former name was. For the sake of keeping her convinced, you had to make one up now.

>Write in a "God" name for yourself. (For example: Loki, Odin, etc)
>Write in a normal "Civilian" name for yourself. (For example: John Doe)

>Write in any other actions, and I'll do them if they're appropriate.

>>44846690
>Dieck Zucker

Its German.

>>44846690
>John Smith

>>44846733
Nope lol.

>>44846690
>Toolood Foryu

>>44846690
>>44846806

>>44846690
>>Write in a "God" name for yourself. (For example: Loki, Odin, etc)

Berusil


>Write in a normal "Civilian" name for yourself. (For example: John Doe)

Alex Dana Linton

>>44846850
These are good

>>44846690
>Civilian
Evol Lanrete

"I'm Berusil" you tell her. "That's my real name. But when you want to be subtle, just call me Alex Smith. That's my person name."

She nodded at you. "Alright, Lord Berusil. However, why are you at the hospital, here? This place is for sick people, not gods."

>Follower Acquired.

Lord? Well, that did sound like a bit much, but better to have her keep that grandiose image of you than anything else, really.

"You see, Miss. I'm a fairly, well... 'New' God, if you can call it that. I'm still developing up my powers, and, well. I kinda started yesterday."

She chuckled. "I see. That's rather funny, honesty. You, being a god, here, in a place for sick people."

You shrugged with a slight laugh.

---*---

After some further small chat with Miss Kent, she let you go without presenting the ID info. However, she did warn you that this would very likely be your last night here - people without identification got into trouble quick. They were either given to authorities, or in the worst case, just kicked out.

You had to figure out how you were going to live from then on.

You had no cash, no belongings, nothing! You're basically an illegal immigrant hobo at the moment, with no documentation. You needed cash. Or a house, or at least some cardboard boxes to keep yourself warm. Some way to live and sleep and survive, even if its total shit.

There's always clothing in the charity bin, so you could always try to get some clothing from there. You've seen hobos sleep on the streets. Perhaps you could do the same?

Man, what a pathetic beginning for the return of a god. But you didn't have a choice.
(Cont.)

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---*---

That night, in somewhat of a rush, you had your escape. Kent brought you some clothing, and from your own request, some women's clothes as well, for Mary. With the nurse's help, you both left the hospital, and wandered off into the dark night.

After walking for a good while, and reaching across to the other side of the neighborhood, you found a bridge, and under it, a small group of sleeping people.

Tired, you looked for a comfortable corner for yourself and Marie, and you both went to sleep until the next morning.

---*---

You've now woken up. The other homeless people here with you seemed to be getting up as well, but most were still asleep. Marie seemed to have awoken before you did, and was holding onto you, looking concerned. "Are we going... To live like this from now on?" she wondered.

Your adventures as a homeless God now begins.

>Try to talk and get to know the other homeless people here, to get more established here.
>Find a more secluded spot to "live" at, and try to turn it into a proper "home" with some help of your magic.
>Try to return back to Kent, and ask for more help. Maybe you both could stay at her place, or she could lend you money or something. You could ask for a "God demands an offering." kind of deal.

>Write in anything else, and I'll add it in if it's appropriate.

>>44847408
>Try to find some other woman, convince her of your godhood, and make her your sugar momma.

>>44847408
>>Find a more secluded spot to "live" at, and try to turn it into a proper "home" with some help of your magic.
would it be possible to find a strip club and make the owner a follower?

>>44847408
>Try to talk and get to know the other homeless people here, to get more established here.
get them all to worship us/ work on our powers

>>44847459
So much this. Work those God powers, man.

>>44847459
As in, a regular civilian or one of the other hobos you've got right here?

>>44847479
Casting "Detect Strip Club" is totally feasible.

>>44847408
>Try to talk and get to know the other homeless people here, to get more established here.
>Try to find some way to keep in discrete contact with Kent. Worst comes to worst we crash at her house.
>Ask Mary about her family.

>>44847570
Well the term sugar momma means she could give us cash when ever we wanted. So I'd assume it means a regular civilian, or someone wealthy. Preferably someone with a house.

>>44847570
Regular civilian. What's the point of having a hobo sugar momma? They don't have sugar to give. Go for someone rich-looking.

>>44847570
Search for a rich MILF.

>>44847570
>>44847479
good we can get mary a job ass a stripper while we have her gain information on the club and it's workers so we can take it over and turn it into our holy church

>>44847635
What about the disenfranchised? The people without love?

Our purpose isn't to gather material wealth for ourselves. It's to help the people of the world with our divine powers and make it a better place

>>44847666
It's to set us up with a comfortable starting position, then we can help the poor folk.

>>44847623
As for new characters, I'd be thankful if you guys can link ref pics and such. If I get at least three different refs (the same anon can link 3, I dont mind. Its just to be able to randomize it a bit), I'll roll among them. If I get less than three, I'll just fetch a random one myself.

>>44847666
I understand lucifer, but we need someplace to stay if not for ourselves then for mary.

>>44847694
>>44847731
Ok, as long as we agree that the end goal isn't material wealth/power

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>>44847729
How about a hot police girl?

I'm going to take a short break because I need to eat a bit and the quest is going to go in an unplanned direction, so I need to think things though a bit.

I'll be back in 30 mins or so.

>>44847635
If she's going to work as a stripper, let's make her sell.

Cast "increase sex appeal" on her.

>>44847635
Let's not force her to do anything she doesn't want to.

>>44847831
Ok, its getting way late, and this will be the last post for today.

Writing.

You decided that you couldn't stay as a hobo for too long. There had to be some way you could arrange things to have at least some kind of better life.

For that, you focused, and tried to find foci of places that had an affinity to your domains. A couple of locations in your mind's eye brightened up. Strip clubs, certain internet cafes and a certain apartment lit up in the distance.

Strip clubs seemed to be the most promising. They had rooms, at least. They could be used as a place to sleep.

---*---

You started to walk towards it, and you asked Mary if she would like to work there.

Surprisingly, she nodded. "If you want, I'll do whatever you say." she admitted. She would blindly follow instructions. You could feel a chill. It was like if she didn't have an opinion of her own.

You decided to have her do it, regardless. You both desperately needed the money, and perhaps you could find a less... Revealing job for her there. Hopefully. To stack the odds in your favor, you decided to give her a bit of a "Charisma" boost. She already had insane curves, but in your nervousness, you decided to take her a step further. Mustering some divine might, you boosted her figure further, plumping her already massive breasts and ass, while reducing her waist. She looked pretty absurdly oversexualized - you would definitely need to undo it later on. But for now, you would go with it.

You approached the building - an establishment called "Warm Secrets". Mustering some bravery, you pushed the door open, and lead yourself and Marie inside.

Immediately, you were greeted by a short, scantily clad foreign girl. "Hellou" she said, in a thick accent. "You come with me, good time, yes?"
(Cont)

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"Heh. Maybe some other time. I'd like to talk to the manager - Could you tell me where he is?" you replied.

"Manager there." she said, and pointed to a minibar. Behind, there was a woman dressed elegantly, serving drink to a handful of men.

With a stride, you went forth to it, and trying to pull off your suave, you spoke gingerly. "Hello, Miss." you started. "I'd like to do some business. Can we talk in private?"

The rather beautiful middle-aged woman looked back and you, and adjusted her glasses. "You, business?" she wondered, skeptically, in an asian tone. She glanced for a moment towards Marie, became startled for a moment, but then recovered her composure and went on. "Please, just enjoy yourself. You can sit there, and have a look at the show, yes?"

Did she just shut you off, really politely?

Hold on. There had to be a way to get to her - You're a goddamn god of sex, she just doesn't realize how much of an incredible asset you could be!

---*---

>Session End!
>Archived! http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Citizen%20God

I'll stick around for feedback and questions.
>What did you like most?
>What did you like the least?
>What would you like changed?

>>44849153
>What did you like the least?
I feel like the nurse scene was a waste of time and could have been placed better or later on. and on that note, I think we should have had more time in the hospital, plus I'm alarmed at how easy it was to get Marie out of the psych ward and out of the hospital.
>What did you like most?
besides, all the stuff I said it was a good thread i just wish there were more players this time.