>>432562
>>[Luck] The goddess of Luck smiles upon you. Actually, it’s more of a smirk.

>>432562
Luck

>>432562
Luck

>>432562
>>[Strength] As much of a dork you are, you like to keep yourself in shape. +5 to strength and endurance rolls.
>>432562

>>432562
Strength

>>432562
>[Strength]

Strength faggots GIT OUT

>>432562
Luck

>>432568
>>432579
>>432581
>>432614
Luck

>>432585
>>432606
>>432610
Strength

>>432562
Strength boys

>>432613
no

>>432562
>>[Strength] As much of a dork you are, you like to keep yourself in shape. +5 to strength and endurance rolls.

>>432562
Luck.

We gonna be a pirate.

Become the strongest dork to exist and pick >Strength.

>>432623
(This is me saying voting's over, unfortunately.)


Luck is at a big old 10, which means absolutely nothing to you since you have nothing to compare it to. What does this even do? As far as you know, you’re the only person that’s lost their marbles, and that doesn’t sound like hitting the jackpot. That’s not on your mind right now however, but rather someone yelling in your ear.

“WAKE UP, RISE AND SHINE! COME ON, GET YOUR-“

You get up and slam the alarm clock as it screams at you. This bugger of an NPC you can’t seem to get rid of. Of course you tried replacing it, but it only changed from screeching to hollering.

Quest!
Give me B batteries!

Without thinking, you press accept in the floating prompt and walk downstairs to the kitchen. No biggie, you can accept and ignore them without penalty. Usually they expire in a week without you completing the ridiculous task. There’s one that stands out without a time limit, a quest that was automatically accepted from the start and only said “Start the tutorial by talking to the marked target.” Despite keeping your eye out, you’ve had no success at all. You wish someone put quest markers in here.

Your parents have already left for work. Sitting down alone, you pour yourself a bowl of cereal. You contemplate on how it’s been a month and you haven’t finished a single quest.

A knock on the door interrupts your thoughts. It’s probably your best friend here to get you.

“Max! Max, wake up!” a muffled voice cries.

Yup, that’s her.

>Get the door.
>Text that you’re busy. You’ve got cereal to eat, damn it.
>Forget that, school sounds particularly boring today.
>Write-in.

Rolled 4 (1d4)

>>432562
Its not luck unless you roll for it

>>432666
Okay so we only take write-in now.

I vote we look at a mirror then take a shower.

>>432665
Get the door

>>432677
>>432700
Ending voting

>>432665
>Text that you’re busy. You’ve got cereal to eat, damn it.

You get up, mouth still full, and open the door. Your friend Anastasia is there, her black shoulder-length hair shining as usual. She’s the only person in this world that you’ve told about your “ability,” but she’s 100% sure you’re going to class everyday high as a kite.

“You’re going to be late, let’s go!” she says.

“Aw who cares. It’s just going to be another substitute and we’re just going to read out of the book again.”

“When did you become a bad boy?” she jokes.

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll be out later.”

“Don’t mind me if I help myself to your fridge.”

Waving her off, you go to your bathroom. Looking at the mirror, you see yourself and your uncut hair. You look too young to be in your last year of high school. Climbing into the shower with a sigh, you turn on the water to a comfortable temperature to be horrified when you see someone peeking over the curtain. An old Russian man’s head flickers in and out of existence as you instinctively cover your junk. You didn’t sign up for this.

Quest!
Play a game!

This time you don’t instantly press Accept.

>Accept. Why not.
>Decline.
>Just… ignore it.
>Write-in.

>>432777
>Accept. Why not.
"I hope I get some vodka for this."

Also, good job QM you are writing fast and pleasantly. Hope this quest lasts.

>>432777
Nice trips

>Accept.
Gotta start the daily grind after all

>>432790
>>432826
Voting over.

Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>432873
>>Russian Roulette with the ladies. [Roll 1d6, first roll, pray it’s not 6]

Pure russia.

Very slowly, inch by inch, your finger hovers over the prompt and presses Accept. Why not. You were planning on questing today anyway.

Then you hear grunting. And then a laugh. You turn off the shower and grab a towel to cover yourself with. Peeking out the curtain, you find that your shower is now on one end of a pub while the door is on the other. This is certainly… new.

There’s a pool table on the right, currently being set up by a bunch of hulking Russian men. They are absolutely ripped, their muscles glistening in the shitty dying incandescent lights. One of them gives a little wave to you.

A group of frail old ladies sit at a circular table drinking vodka, where one of them pats the empty chair next to her motioning for you to come over. There’s a revolver on the table with a single bullet lying nearby.

“Come, play vit us!” one of them says.

Out of all the things you’d expect to be doing in the morning, this is not one of them. The entire scene flickers uncomfortably. Gross.

>Time to hang out with the guys.
>Russian Roulette with the ladies.
>Walk out the door. Hell. No.

>>432884
wew

>>432884
(I've goofed. I'm just... going to use this roll)

I made a discord. I have no idea why.
https://discord.gg/BDWWj

You know the timeless saying. If you die in a game, you don’t die in real life. Or was that something else?

You sit down with the old ladies, watching as one of them loads a bullet, spins the chamber, and cocks the hammer. She offers it to you, and you take it. With a deep breath, you point it at your temple, squeeze your eyes, and pull the trigger.

Click.

With the smuggest grin on earth, you open your eyes to find your bathroom restored to its rightful state. Not filled with Russians in a pub. You quickly dry yourself off before it hits you. Or rather, the notification.

Quest Complete!
70 EXP Gained!
Level up!
You get: 1 AP!

You make a weird sound of excitement, one that was probably too loud.

“Is everything okay in there?” Anastasia asked.

“Yeah, everything’s find. Great actually.”

You press okay, and a bunch of options appear before you.

Abilities
[Cost: 1] Gesundheit: Sneeze at will.
[Cost: 1] Triple Dog Dare: Glue any part of your body to anything instantly.
[Cost: 1] Years of Practice: Roll a 1 on a d6 on demand.

This is hot trash.

>Sneeze?
>Glue. Glue sounds good.
>D6 wizard.
>Discard all.

>>432912
>>D6 wizard.

>>432916
Backing, manipulating the odds is useful, one way or another

>>432912
>Glue. Glue sounds good.

>>432916
>>432919
A different kind of lucky

>>432950
Sticky solution

Voting over

Years of Practice sounds somewhat useful. Manipulating the odds might work out sooner or later, especially with the wonky quests lately. You pick it and watch as your AP drop to 0. Another interface opens up, displaying all of your abilities.

Ethereal Vision (Passive)
Years of Practice (Passive)

And just like everything else, they don’t tell you what they do at all when you “hover” over them. Wonderful.

Changing clothes, you switch into your favorite hoodie and least favorite jeans. You step into the living room to see Anastasia going to town on some yogurt.

“Oh come on, that was the last one,” you complain.

She waves a spoon at you. “You left me waiting. Come on, let’s go.”

As you clean up, you check your stats to find that almost nothing went up. Your health increased from 8 to 9. It’s something.

“Were you tripping balls again?” prods Anastasia.

“Yup. Leveled up too,” you tell her, locking the door as you two leave.

“Nice, what happened?”

You talk to her as you make your way to school, scheduling to arrive far too late to be considered acceptable. You’re not sure why she hangs out with you, seeing as everybody thinks you’ve got mad in the past month. Best not to think about it too hard, just like the giant cockroach skittering up a building to your left. Just don’t look just don’t look just don’t loo-

Quest!
Climb me!

That was fast. Accep- wait what. You stop and search around, finding a utility pole next to you. Someone walks by you, giving you a funny look while you give the pole a funny look.

>”Anastasia, you got some tips for climbing utility poles?”
>Keep quiet, and attempt to scale it before anyone notices.
>You’d rather not. No thanks.

>>432989
Attempt to make it look like your doing a skit. Like tell the pole "How dare thee say that! Engard!"

>>432989
>You’d rather not. No thanks.
You'd rather just hang out with Anastasia for now.

>>432989
>>432989
>You’d rather not. No thanks
Need to see some premium currency before doing any more Daily Tasks

>>433001
Play it off

>>433004
>>433018
Walk away

Writing.

Quickly moving away, you catch up to Anastasia before she noticed something was drearily wrong.

“Admit it, you like having a substitute,” she pokes at you.

“Yeah, for like a week. Not for months. I don’t want to read out of a textbook all day.”

“If they’ve been your substitute for months, wouldn’t that just make them your teacher?”

You snort as you try not to stare at the NPCs. You find that usually they’ll ignore you if they think you can’t see them. Anastasia’s got a theory swirling around her head where you’re actually seeing the 4th dimension or some equally crazy thing, but the what is less important than the how.

Walking up to the school entrance, you find that the teachers are still there. Still on strike, ever since the incident a while back. You can’t be bothered right now, but this time old Mr. Hill has decided it was a good idea to go absolutely nuts on a kid.

“Oh you kids don’t even care about education these days, showing up this late. And you’re telling me I should be treated this way?”

You try really hard not to laugh as a squirrel flies onto his head, digging at his toupee. Must be an NPC.

Turning to you, Anastasia says, “Uh oh, this looks bad.”

>Back up the kid.
>Go through the back entrance, over the fence.
>Get the attention of the squirrel. With a toupee.
>Write-in.

>>433115
>Write-in
Just walk around the crowd into the school? If someone bothers us just ignore them. If they attack or grab us we can tell them to back off or we are calling the cop.

>>433138
This sounds reasonable

>>433138
>>433151
>Walk around the crowd.

Writing.

You take a foot forward, and follow it with another.

“You’re just going to walk past him?” Anastasia asks.

“Yeah. I’m going to walk right past him.”

“Alright but if he starts going off that’s not on me.”

Giving her a little okay, you saunter right by him yelling at the kid. He turns around when he notices you and starts again. Squeezing past a bunch of teachers with a few “excuse me”s, you slip by ignoring the old man. Anastasia quickly follows you, hiding behind you.

“I think he somehow likes you even less now,” she notes.

“Us. And it’s not like he’s coming back anytime soon.”

Arriving to class an hour late, you get into class for the sub to inform you there’s a new transfer student. You walk over to your seat, which is in the back row right next to the window, as Anastasia takes the desk in front. Dropping your bag down, you sit and notice that the empty seat next to you has been filled.

The transfer student seems to be popular, having already made a few friends. You don’t know they’re seeing, but you’re sure it’s not what you’re seeing. Curved horns rise out of her head, fitting her red-scaled dragon head that sticks out of her blouse. With every breath, smoke flies out of her nostrils, giving off a scorching heat you can feel from this far away.

She notices you. “Hi, I’m Melanie. Guess we’re neighbors, huh?”

Is she sniffing you?

Quest Complete!
Began the tutorial.

No way.

>Pretend everything is completely normal.
>Ask her if she can talk later alone.
>Forget waiting, ask what is going on now.
>Write-in.

(That's it for now, I'll be back tomorrow)

>>433195
>>Pretend everything is completely normal.

>>433195
>>Pretend everything is completely normal.

Talk about dragons a lot when we are with her. Like how the stories when the knight kills a dragon are great. Or that our favorite dragon are the undead black ones that like to kill the other dragons. If she initiates the tutorial that is better,

>>433206
Ill second the knight killing dragons one, but not the other

>>433195
>Pretend everything is normal
Don't antagonize.

>>433195
>>Pretend everything is completely normal.

>>433200
>>433206
>>433213
>>433214
>>433529
Don't freak out

25 EXP Gained!
Main Quest!
Retrieve the Sacred Gem

It’s not marked, which means it’s going to be a pain in the ass. The hovering interface isn’t important right now, as it accepts itself and you’re left face to face with a dragon headed girl.

“Guess we are; I’m Max,” you choke out, trying your hardest not to freak out. “Isn’t it a bit late to transfer in?”

“Yeah, I had a hard time flying here,” she answers, “the only airport in my country had problems.”

“Huh, what happened? Was it dragons?”

You think she gives you an odd look but you can’t read dragon faces well. Seriously, is she sniffing you?

“Hahah no, it was a terrorist.”

“O-oh. Good to see you made it here safe.”

Jesse, sitting adjacent on the opposite side, pokes Melanie. “Don’t mind Max. He hit his head last month and he’s been a little…” she whispers, finishing her thought with her finger circling around her temple.

You can see Anastasia in front of you trying her hardest not to snicker. Pulling out your textbook, you flip to today’s pages and begin. Not long after, she leans her head back to look at you.

“I’m bored.”

“Mmhm.”

“Let’s play a game.”

“Mmmmhm.”

Giving you a crumpled sticky note, she says, “Whoever lands the best trickshot into the trashcan has the loser buying lunch.”

Quest!
Win.
Rewards: 50 EXP, 10 Credits

Looks like things are changing again.

>Try to bounce it off a wall.
>Bounce it off her head and go back to studying.
>[Luck] Close your eyes, spin around, and ricochet it across the room.
>Write-in.

>>434442
>>[Luck] Close your eyes, spin around, and ricochet it across the room.

>>434457
+1! No point investing in Luck if we wont use it

>>434457
yeah.

>>434457
This, also making sure I know how to roll.

>>434457
>>434462
>>434475
>>434484
Roll 1d100, Bo3, 40+ for success.

Rolled 25 + 40 (1d100 + 40)

>>434490

>>434491
>>434490
Welp I misread that

Is it right now?

Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>434490

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>434490

>>434491
>>434507
>>434509
Writing.

File: facepalm.jpg (18 KB, 620x363)

18 KB JPG

>60% chance of success
>Still fail

Rolled 72 + 40 (1d100 + 40)

>>434442
>>[Luck] Close your eyes, spin around, and ricochet it across the room.
you all some unlucky fuckers

“Deal.”

Taking the ball of paper, you stand up and close your eyes.

Anastasia laughs, “No stop, don’t-“

It’s too late, you spin around and throw it. Your Luck has got to count for something, right? Wrong. Lady Luck must be laughing her brains out right now. The yelling of the substitute snaps your eyes wide open.

“MAX! Sit down and stop messing around.”

“Sorry.”

Quest Failed…

Barely containing her giggling, Anastasia says, “You didn’t make it in, but that was one hell of a trickshot. Bounce off of the wall onto the sub’s forehead.”

She crushes another note and tosses it, landing it perfectly in.

“Winning by default, that’s cheap,” you point, “I demand a rematch.”

“Don’t be a sore loser.”

And right as she finished her sentence, the bell rings signaling lunch.

Melanie, turning to you, asks, “Hey Max, mind showing me around?”

She’s definitely sniffing you; this is deeply horrifying.

Anastasia gets up, zipping up her bag and lightly smirking at you.

>Buy lunch for Anastasia, it’s only fair.
>Show dragon girl here around the school.
>Ask Anastasia to tag along as you show her around.
>Write-in.

>>434560
>>Ask Anastasia to tag along as you show her around.

>>434560
>>Ask Anastasia to tag along as you show her around.

>>434560
>Ask Anastasia to tag along as you show her around.

>>434579
>>434599
>>434632
You want it all!

Writing

>>434636
so luck im hoping well help us with all the things? hmm we could have alot of fun with this

“Hey, do you want to tag along?” you offer.

She pauses before answering, “Nah, you got it. But don’t think you’re off the hook, Max.”

As she walks away you just realized you offered her to be the third wheel. Oh, you’ll give her a little apology later.

“Melanie, you ready?”

“Yeah, you’re gonna show me your throwing skills too?” she giggles, which sends a huge heatwave at you.

You can’t help but think she’s going to eat you when you’re alone, with her smelling you like that.

“Hey, you like fantasy movies? Like knights slaying dragons or something?” you ask as you walk down the hallway, passing a student talking to his friend.

“Huh, why? No way, I hate those. So unrealistic it’s ridiculous, right?”

“Oh, right. You seemed like the type of person who likes them.”

“I’m more of a rom-com type of girl, y’know?”

As you make small talk, you noticed that the hallway has been… awfully long. Keeping your pace as you turn a corner, you pass by a student talking to his friend. Again. Something…. Something isn’t right.

“What’s wrong, Max?” she wonders as you search frantically.

You walk down the hallway and around the corner again, and you come by the student and his friend once more.

>Check with Melanie if you’re not just going insane right now.
>Talk to the student and his friend. Maybe they can help.
>You’ve got more tact than that. Check your surroundings carefully.
>Write-in.

>>434701
>Talk to the student and his friend. Maybe they can help.

>>434701
>>Talk to the student and his friend. Maybe they can help.

>>434718
>>434730
Talk to them for help.

>>434771
oh we sayng what w going to say to them?
hi there i think im lost was trying to show a new girl around but im lost can you help me

>>434837
(Sorry had to do something.)

Going to the student and his friend, you ask, “You guys seen anything weird around here lately?”

One of them chuckling answers, “Are you tripping again, Max?”

The other says, “You gotta get that checked out, man. And uh, I think I saw someone running down the hall a while ago.”

He points to behind you, and you go backtrack with a thanks. You’ve never seen an NPC that was actually visible to others before. You walk around the corner, and then you keep going.

“Are you okay? Did you get lost?” Melanie jokes.

“I’m fine, I think.”

The entire hallway flickers as you round another corner.

“Hey, what shampoo do you use? You smell delicious.”

“What?” You glance toward her and see her head tilted.

“Huh?”

You pretend you didn’t hear that as you go past the third corner, and this time the hallway is upside down.

[Roll 1d100, Bo3]
>That’s good, keep going.
>Nevermind, go back.

Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>434857
>That’s good, keep going.

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>434857
>>That’s good, keep going.
whay thank you its chocolate scented

>>434867
>>434908
Keep going, Perception check of below average

Writing.

>>434933
y are we sooo unlucky

You walk down the hallway, on the ceiling.

When you pass the students, you ask, “Hey, where did you say the guy went? I think I’m a bit lost.”

As if absolutely nothing is wrong, they point down the hallway around the corner again. So you go down, not really paying attention as the footsteps behind you grow heavier. When you do notice and turn around in the twisting hallway, you find that a small dragon has been following you, telling you something.

“The sacred gem has been placed on a ring. Good luck, hero!”

“Huh?-“

The world flashes back to normal, and you’re in the classroom again. You felt like you just missed something important, but you can’t really care right now.

You sink back into your chair as Melanie says something, “That was fun, thanks for the tour.”

She’s back to normal, if her dragon-head can be called that. In a bit, Anastasia comes back and sits in her seat.

“Hey, you look terrible. What happened?”

“You know what happened.”

“Oh. You know, you really need to get your head checked out.”

>Yes you do, right after school ends.
>You’re fine, but you’d be better off if she hung around.
>All you need is to relax at home with a good game.

>>434963
>>You’re fine, but you’d be better off if she hung around.

>>434999
>Fine

Writing

>>434963
>>434999
Trips have decided.

“I’m fine. I’m not too excited about staying at a mental hospital.”

She shrugs, “Alright, suit yourself.”

The rest of the school day was uneventful compared to this hectic first half. Thank god too, you need a break. You’ve never been messed with this much, that’s for sure, and your right arm is practically cooked from being around Melanie. You check your stats and find that your health is at 7.

You talk with Anastasia as you walk home. She lives across the street from you, close enough for her to hear when you do something ridiculous.

“Psst” someone whispers.

Looking around, you find an old woman standing around in front of a supermarket.

“Come here, boy,” she says. “Can you help me buy some eggs?”

Quest!
Give her an egg.
Rewards: 75 EXP, 25 Credits


When Anastasia notices you staring off, she asks, “What’s wrong?”

>”Just need to buy some eggs.”
>”Nothing, thought I saw something.”
>Write-in.

>>435072
Buy the eggs

>>435072
>”Just need to buy some eggs.”

>>435072
She has to eat all the eggs.

Get her a bowl as well.

>>435072
>>”Just need to buy some eggs.”

>>435072
(Write in)
>go to a mental hospital after school.

>>435072
Buy dem eggs boi

>>435112
How do I keep doing it wrong?!
Are you messing with me irl op?

>>435082
>>435095
>>435099
>>435104
>>435112
>>435120
Eggs.

Forgot to say I was writing.

“Just need to buy some eggs.”

“Oh, alright. I’m gonna get something. It’s on you, right?”

“Yup.”

You did ditch her during lunch. Stepping in after hitting accept, you make a beeline for the eggs as Anastasia walks off somewhere. She better not rip a hole in your wallet.

There they are, cartons of eggs stacked together next to the milk. Grabbing one, you take a few steps before they start to shake, almost making you drop it. And then, you hear a chirp. Opening the carton, you find that one of the eggs have hatched. And then another. And then the rest follow. Tiny chicks are now filling your carton, and you are pretty sure this isn’t what the old lady wanted.

You close it, put it back, and grab another carton to hear chirps. Right back down it goes. You take a step back to reevaluate your life and unknown hidden powers, and someone else comes in to grab one.

He grabs a different one than the ones you handled and walks off as if nothing’s wrong. There’s not a single peep coming his eggs.

>Ask for help with some excuse.
>She said eggs, but she didn’t specify unbroken.
>Go through every carton.
>Write-in.

>>435171
Get two, one for yourself and one for the old lady
See if chicks are special at home

(Going to get some food, extending voting for a bit)

>>435171
>>Ask for help with some excuse.

>>435183
>>435259

Writing

Looking around, you try to find Anastasia, who’s probably the most likely person who actually help you. When you find her, you see she’s intently deciding between some bags of potato chips, despite her basket being filled of them with some soda on the side.

“Hey, I’m seeing things again. Mind giving me hand?” you say, “And uh, can you easy up?”

“Interest.”

You grab two chicks from the previous cartons and stick it in your pocket out of view as you ask her to pick up a dozen for you. There’s utterly no way you can explain that you want to buy two individual eggs. No one can hear the chirps from your pockets, right?

After you get ringed up and pay, you leave to find the old woman still there. As fast as possible, you open the carton and give an egg to her before it hatches.

“Hey, what did you just do with that egg?” Anastasia asks.

“Huh?”

She shakes her head. “Nevermind.”

The old lady thanks you, just as the egg hatches.

Quest Complete!
75 EXP, 25 Credits Gained!
Level up!
You get: 1 AP!

Neat. You see some new abilities along with some you can’t afford.

Abilities
[Cost: 2] Why-fy: Emit a wifi signal.
[Cost: 2] Watch This: No gag reflex.

[Cost: 1] Salt Expertise: Never confuse salt with sugar.
[Cost: 1] Gesundheit: Sneeze at will.
[Cost: 1] Triple Dog Dare: Glue any part of your body to anything instantly.

>Salt and sugar.
>Sneeze.
>Glue.
>None.

>>435368
> glue
But only if we are able unstick ourselves otherwise
> none

>>435368
>>None.

>>435391
We can't afford it

>>435397
Disregard that, I missed the fine print.

>>435368
>[Cost: 2] Why-fy: Emit a wifi signal.

>>435368
>none
Wifi seems useful to save for though

>>435389
>>435390
>>435433
>None

You silently select “None” and interface shuts itself. Something new pops up, an inventory? You watch the credits climb from 0 to 25 and the window disappear.

Walking home, you examine the two chicks that you got. It didn’t look like the old lady wanted any, so now you’re looking at them as you carry a bunch of eggs.

“That’s a really interesting egg, huh?” she jokes.

“Extremely interesting,” you respond as she opens her door.

You say hi to her mom as you put the carton away. You’ll just get it later. Heading to her room, you pass by the living room and her absurdly large collection of movies, matching yours of video games.

“Hey Max I gotta do something, be right back.”

Nodding, you enter and find something on the small table in the center of her room. At first you thought it was her cat, but then you remember her cat wasn’t albino and had tendrils coming out of his ears.

“Do you want to make a contract?”

You instantly close the door.

Quest!
Work as a magical girl.
Rewards: 150 EXP, 50 Credits.

Dumbfounded, you stand at the door.

>…Accept.
>No, never, no way, not happening.

>>435506
>Description please, not walking into a job I dint know shit about.
We should also consider going back and climbing that pole.

>>435506
>>No, never, no way, not happening.
Fuck off Kyubey

>>435515
Seconded

>>435515
>>435520
Slowly, you creak open the door.

“What contract?” you ask.

“I’ll give you 50 credits if you help beat up a couple of monsters for me. If you accept, there’s a little power up waiting for you!” it responds.

>>435565
Okay but you also have to tells us what I can use credits for

>>435575
“Credits? What can I use it for?”

“To buy things; food to feed your family, intergalactic rifles, anything on sale. Never been to a store?”

You haven’t even completed the tutorial yet, maybe it’ll come around.

>>435599
Do I have to be a girl or dress like one?

>>435599
Agree to do it

>>435599
As long as I can customize my own costume

“Alright, as long as I can customize my costume.”

“Nice, here goes!”

You’re consumed by a bright light as the clothes on your body glow and disappear, a new layer of cloth wrapping over everything magically. Your body tugs and turns until finally it’s done and explodes in a shower of sparkles. You look down and find yourself in a frilly blue dress.

“You can change the color by clapping your hands twice!”

“That… wasn’t what I meant.”

The cat thing tosses you a six sided die. “Here’s your weapon, customized just for you. Just roll it and whatever you get, a magical attack will happen. A 1 will just shower someone in sparkles and a 6 would disintegrate a monster!”

That’s…

“I’m back- what the hell are you wearing?” questions Anastasia.

You look at yourself and then at the cat, who’s on the windowsill.

“Come on!” it says.

Without thinking, you follow it out the window as Anastasia calls your name. This is going to be hard to explain. Suddenly in the middle of the street in darkness, you see a bunch of black, amorphous creatures.

>Roll 1d6.
>Years of Practice.
>Run away.

Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>435734
>Roll 1d6.
Might as well try

Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>435734

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>435734

>>435741
>>435750
>>435755
2.667 Rounded to 3

Writing

Gripping the dice, you throw it forward.

[2]

In an explosion of magic, it bounces back like a pokeball while simultaneously releasing a flurry of stars at the monsters.

It’s so sickeningly sweet it might as well be killing you too. You toss it out again.

[2]

More stars rain upon them and you feel a bit more drained. As they melt away, you check your stats. All of your attributes have been increased by 1 while your mana has been expanded to 4, currently now drained to 2.

Barely hanging on, the creatures call out and a few more of them appear. With the desire to end this now, you toss out the dice twice, emptying your mana pool.

[4][3]

You watch as a glowing arrow builds up and spins, the bright light illuminating the street and reminding you that you’re still in a dress. Just as it fires, fireworks follow it, coloring everything in a hideous shade of pink. The monsters are engulfed in an explosion of sweetness, and melt into the ground.

There’s a new ability.

Transform

Pressing it, you watch as the dress undoes itself, disappearing in a flourish of ribbons and restoring your previous clothes. The cat thing jumps in front of you.

“Thank you! I hope I can see you again soon.”

Quest Complete
150 EXP, 50 Credits Gained!

Level up!
2 > 3

You get: 1 AP!
You now have: 2 AP

Abilities
[Cost: 2] Watch This: No gag reflex.
[Cost: 2] Why-fi: Emit a wifi signal.
[Cost: 2] It’s Magic, I Don’t Have to Explain Anything: Eating a whole raw tomato grants you 1 mana.

[Cost: 1] Triple Dog Dare: Glue any part of your body to anything instantly.

>Watch this…?
>Wifi would be nice.
>Mana tomato.
>Glue.
>None.

>>435800
>>Wifi would be nice.

>>435800
>>Wifi would be nice.

>>435848
>>435857
Wifi

Wiritng.

You take the wifi and the prompt closes. Pulling out your phone to check, you find a network called “Why-Fi.”

Neat.

“Max, what the hell are you doing?”

You turn around to see Anastasia looking at you bewildered. The albino thing from before leaps onto your shoulder, now looking like her cat.

“He jumped out the window, tried to get him,” you respond.

“Jeez, at least tell me so I don’t have to chase after you.”

When you get back, you collapse on the floor. It’s been one hell of a day. There’s still a bunch of quests you haven’t done yet, lined up for you to go. Checking everything over once more, you find that something new has been added.

Shop

Your arm just falls to the floor. You’ll mess with this next morning. You’ve seen as many quests today as you have in last week.

Before long, you doze off, dreaming about life a month ago.


Level 1 > 3

Health: 8 > 9
Mana: 0 >10

STR: 2 > 3
DEX: 2 > 4
INT: 3 > 4
LUK: 10 > 11

AP: 0
Credits: 75

Ethereal Vision (Passive)
Years of Practice (Passive)
Transform
Why-Fi (Passive)

(Thanks for playing. Do you guys actually want to see more of this? I think this would be a nice place to stop, though.)

>>435933
Of course
I also made a discord for anyone who want to chat.
https://discord.gg/GSXAV

>>435933
Yes I enjoyed it

>>435933
Yes, quest is/was funny and somewhat unique
Plus you're a good writer

>>435920
i would like to know more and see more

>>435933
breddy gud, would continue playing

(Alright, I'll be back tomorrow.)

>>436226
Estimated time from now?

>>436230
(Around 19:30 UTC, so 15 and a half hours from now.)

>>436234
Cool see you then

>>435933
As far as gamey quests go, this was far from terrible.

>>435964
What's with every quest making discords? Sounds autistic as fuck, familia.

>>436751
Most of the Discords are cringy as fuck, not that I would know tbqh.

You stretch out your legs as you take your last bite of toast. It’s early in the morning, an hour of the day you’d normally be asleep during. Really, you’re just happy you weren’t woken up by your alarm clock.

“I was considering dragging your body out of my house and dumping it across the street, yknow,” says Anastasia, sipping orange juice.

Two chicks are jumping around on a table, chirping away. Apparently overnight, they had hatched in your pockets and waddled out. The cat almost ate them until Anastasia’s dad saw the baby birds. Saw them peck the living shit out of the cat, that is. These things got fire in them.

“And thank you for not doing that.”

You fiddle with the six-sided die from yesterday, one of the few pieces of evidence for yourself that you’re not insane. It has a dragon insignia engraved onto it, its tail looping around to its mouth. With your other hand you open and swipe at the system interface, pretending you’re using your phone.

Shop

Much of the content is hidden away, presumably waiting for you to unlock it. You can buy and upgrade abilities and items. As for receiving the items, that’s a mystery.

Abilities
[Cost: 50] Scan: Analyze an object.

Items
[Cost: 50] D8: Dice upgrade.
[Cost: 75] Ghost Juice: Fly and phase through objects. Duration: <3> mins.

>Buy Scan.
>Buy D8.
>Buy Ghost Juice.
>Save your money.

>>437550
>>Buy Scan.

>>437550
>>Buy Scan.

>>437550
Do we have enough for the scan and d8 upgrade?

>>437580
(We have 75 credits. It's right there in the post above.)

>>437580
No we have 75 bucks. Plus we have that d6 upgrade where we can always make it a 1. I know we can exploit it at one point.

>>437550
>Fuck it get dat scan

>>437555
>>437567
>>437594
Scan

Writing.

You press Scan, and you watch as your virtual wallet gets a whole lot lighter. It’s added to your abilities as an (Active), free of any mana cost. You use it on yourself, curious.

Max
Level 3 Hero

Hero? That’s a good one. And then on Anastasia.

Anastasia
Level 1 Human

“Hey so what happened yesterday with Melanie?” she asks.

“Oh uh, I was hallucinating again.”

“Well, she didn’t look all that horrified. I think that she thinks you’re cute.”

“She thinks I smell delicious. Anastasia, I’m pretty sure she wants to eat me.”

Anastasia laughs as she grabs her bag, “What?”

Gesturing with your hands, you explain, “She’s got a dragon head that spews hot smoke every time. I’m the one horrified, if anything.”

She shuts and locks the door behind. “Jeez, it’s getting worse. You need to see a doctor, really.”

You two walk, chattering away until you come across the utility pole from last time again. You didn’t just wake up early for nothing, you’ve got a quest to finish. Winding and stretching your arms, you examine the pole.

Utility Pole

That’s it? Something’s not right.

“Max, what are you doing?”

“Questing.”

[Roll 1d100, Bo3, 45+ for success]

Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>437652

>>437656
There we go
Strength check passed, writing

You got this easy. You watched Mulan with Anastasia that one time, you’re practically a professional. Swinging your bag around the pole, you tug at it as you slowly walk up. Nope, it’s not happening, you slip down a bit.

You then hug the pole, your legs holding you up and shimmying as your arms pull your body upward. Halfway through, you hear something.

“O-ohoo! Not so fast, I’m not ready for this~”

Pole
Level 2 Possessive Spirit

God damn it. You feel hand come out and push you away. Gripping to your bag as some sort of safety belt, you find yourself in an incredible uncomfortable situation.

“Holy shit, get down from there!” Anastasia warns, standing right below you.

>Keep going.
>Slide down.

>>437680
>>Keep going.

>>437680
>>Keep going.

>>437680
>Keep going.

>>437686
>>437710
>>437717
Endurance check
Roll 1d100, Bo3, 60+ for success.

Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>437734

Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>437734

>>437735
>>437738
Nice

Writing.

You keep going. God forbid this uncertain, wishy-washy, quest-giving ghost is stopping you. You the hands pushing against you harder, but the bag keeps from falling down. Soon enough, you reach the white box near the top and you get a notification.

Quest Complete!
50 EXP Gained!

The spirit fades away and you slide back down awkwardly.

“What… what was that?” Anastasia asks.

“I was uh, practicing for Field Day.”

“You were tripping balls again, weren’t you?”

“…Yeah.”

You continue your walk to class, passing by people glancing at you.

When you do make it to the room, you find a classmate standing outside.

“Sup man, you’re here unusually early,” he says, holding a plastic bag.

“Hey Ethan, who are you waiting for?”

“You’ll do, cmon,” he says, ushering you inside. “Guess what I got?”

“Uh, more cider?”

Wherever he goes, he always has a bottle of non-alcoholic apple cider with him. Always. But, he’s got something else too this time by the looks of it.

“Yeah that, but check it out,” he eagerly says, pulling out a can. “Surströmming.”

Oh no. Rotten fish.

“Ethan, god no what are you doing?”

“Let’s crack it open, c’mon!”

“Yeah, I’m just going to stay far away,” Anastasia says as she quickly runs away.

Quest!
Swallow a bite.
Rewards: 200 EXP, 50 Credits

You hit accept. Not that you’re going to eat it or anything… are you?

>Hold your nose and get ready to dig in.
>Get far, far away.
>Stop the madman.
>Write-in.

>>437809
>>Hold your nose and get ready to dig in.

>>437809
>>Hold your nose and get ready to dig in.

>>437809
>>Stop the madman.

>>437809
>be a hard ass and just eat that shit whole
When the fuck are we going to be given opportunities where we aren't jumping from quest to quest like jackals? We have like zero room to maneuver with all of this shit popping up op.

>>437836
What else are we going to? Do you really just want the OP to describe going through school and doing nothing of note?

>>437843
No, like just giving us discussion time as to what to do. Can we do some martial arts out of our own free will? Buy a sword with real money online?
Like what the fuck if your seriously insinuating for op to just keep writing quest after quest just looking at what he wrote with minimal input... Honestly this is just a shitty mmo. I get that it's just the beginning but fuck come on.

>>437823
>>437833
>>437836
Roll 1d100, Bo3, 90+ to succeed.

>>437861
(We'll get there. Pretty soon actually.)

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>437866
Thank you op, glorious game quest shall be great

Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>437866
100 get

>>437861
>get sword
>do Martial arts

I sense a theme that does not fit qst.
>>437866
NAT 1!

Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>437879
I FORGOT TO ROLL

>>437879
Well fine we can buy poisonous plants online and learn magics

>>437872
>>437873
>>437885
Endurance check failed with no Watch This ability.

Writing.

“Alright. Do it,” you affirm.

Every student that hasn’t noticed Ethan pulling out a can opener on the teacher’s desk now has. While a handful curious spectators watch from a close distance, everyone else has pretty much left the room or scrambled to the back. As soon the slightest bit was opened, the can pops a bit and a pungent smell floods the room.

“Oh my god get that out of here!”

“I’m fucking leaving, forget this.”

While more terrified students scram, you brace yourself as the indescribable stench of rot and sewer smash into your face like an 18 wheeler.

Ethan offers you a plastic fork. You take it, nervously. Slowly, you skewer a slimy chunk of fish and lift it, gradually raising it into your mouth. Bad idea.

Quest Failed!

Fifteen minutes later, you stand outside washing your mouth out with your water bottle. The entire section of the school was evacuated because some jackass thought it would be funny to kick it down the hallway. Some of the gunk must’ve gotten on you because you still smell the fish. It would explain why everyone’s staying far away.

Well. It’s not like you have anything to do today.

>Explore the game interface, maybe you can figure something out.
>Walk around town a bit, look for something interesting.
>Try to find someone willing to hang around.
>Write-in.

>>437941
>Go for a jog, check the interface while doing so if it's possible.

>Explore the game interface, maybe you can figure something out.

>>437948
This.

>>437948
>>437949
>>437952
Writing

Stretching for a bit, you mess with your interface. You plan a route to the park nearby, where you used to jog. Not that you kept up with it, since you pretty much slacked off after a week. You begin jogging, phone out to try to look as less psycho as possible.

Opening new windows in the interface is hard. It’s more of a will-it-into-existence type of deal, and everything is vague and unforgiving for a beginner like you. You do find a couple of things, however. There’s some kind of lock preventing you from messing with things too far ahead of your level. Another barrier requires the completion of the tutorial.

The shop is like some astral Amazon, shipping to you in some unspecified method, but the location is always exactly on you. You’re not sure how they deliver abilities, but you just wave it off as weird magic business. You also discover a search bar hiding. Digging around, you find the 25 credits you got can’t buy much, but you can get some funky spirit foodstuffs.

As for the abilities, you manage to see that there are class branches and specialization further on. You’re not sure what practical use there is for flaming gunswords or summoning mana leeches, but they’re there. They aren’t going to help you pass an exam on calculus, that’s for sure.

You drop down on a bench in the park, out of breath. You feel pretty good, despite being tired. A kid passes you with his mom, rubbing her nose and making a face.

>Could go for a bite, go order some astral food.
>Walk around town a bit, look for something interesting.
>Go home and take a shower, jesus.
>Write-in.

>>438037
>>Could go for a bite, go order some astral food.
>>Walk around town a bit, look for something interesting.

>>438037
>>Go home and take a shower, jesus.

>>438037
>>Walk around town for a bit

>>438037
Go home and take a shower
Open up the skills, inventory, miscellaneous, any page that we could get some insight on how we can improve. A help page would be nice.

>>438084
Food
>>438084
>>438112
Walk Around
>>438110
>>438124
Shower

Next vote breaks tie, or I just roll in 5 mins

>>438134
Shower

>>438141
Writing.

we should try to lvl up scan so we can use it for things.....

Soon enough, you get home. It’s your fortress, in a way. NPCs usually never get through the front door, with yesterday and the alarm clock being the few exceptions. Climbing into the shower, you mess with the interface some more to see what you got.

Abilities, Shop, Inventory, Stats… huh? Something new appeared next to STR, a progress bar that has been filled one third of the way. You try messing the inventory, trying to put things into thin air. To anybody else, you look hilarious right now. There’s currently 2 slots available, the rest locked away for one reason or another. Suddenly while you’re mashing the bar of soap in a slot, it fits in. Huh. You try to get it out… and nothing. As for improving yourself, it looks like the only methods you see so far is to either buy it with money or level up.

Afterwards, you notice someone texted you.

It’s Anastasia. “Hey come back to the school.”

“What’s going on? They cleaned up?”

“Got a surprise.”

Oh boy. You toss out the stained pair of jeans as you leave the house. Yeah you’re not wearing that ever again.

With nothing better to do, you walk toward the school again.

“Please, help someone me!” you hear someone squeak, the sound coming from an alley way.

You take a look, and you find an abnormally well-dressed rat gesturing for you to come as he runs off.

>Time for a detour.
>Let’s not get mixed up in this.

>>438196
>>Let’s not get mixed up in this.
No rats please. Surprises are way better.

>>438196
>>Let’s not get mixed up in this.

>>438196
>>Let’s not get mixed up in this.
dont want to end up in s wonderland

>>438196
>Time for a detour.

>>438201
>>438205
>>438211
Nah

>>438227
Let's go

Writing.

You’d rather not go down this rabbit hole. Or rat, in this case. You hear a little “Please!” as you walk past.

“Where are you?” you text back.

“Third floor. You know that unused room in the back?”

You type something, but decided to send an “k” instead.

When you’re climbing the main staircase and pass by the second floor, the slight smell of the rotten fish is still there. Reaching the third, you walk down the hallway to the storage room, three people there waiting for you.

“Took you long enough,” complains Ethan, barely reeking.

“Max, I didn’t know you can see ghosts,” adds Melanie.

“What’s this?” you ask Anastasia.

“Thought you’d might be interested.”

Ethan, interjecting, “Huh? Max, I thought you were all for this? Anastasia?”

She nervously laughs, “It was Ethan’s idea, thought it would fit you.”

“Couldn’t get the room without Melanie’s help though, she’s got a silver tongue.”

“Oh, it was nothing. Looks like you got dragged into this Max, but I hope you’ll stay.” Her dragon head tilts a little, expression still unreadable. “So, welcome to the Paranormal Club!”

Ethan tosses you a broom as Anastasia opens the creaks open the door.

“Help out, ehn?”

“Don’t… we need a fifth member?” you ask.

“I put Jay down but it’s not like he’ll know.”

“He never even comes to class.”

The three enter the room, excited to various degrees. In the center of the room on a table, however, is a fat green marshmallow man, picking his nose. A glowing gem is on his ring finger, with a nice floating arrow pointing at it on top.

>Pretend everything is completely, absolutely, 100% normal.
>…Transform.
>Tell everyone you’ll clean to get them out of the room.
>Write-in.

(Going to get food, be back in a bit.)

>>438312
Forgot to add
>Tell everyone there's already a ghost here.

>>438312
>>…Transform.
They might find out anyway if we shoo them away, if they even leave, might as well kick off the paranormal club with a bang.

>>438312
>>…Transform.

>>438327
>>438388
Roll me some d6 s.

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>438422

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>438422

>>438424
>>438426
Writing.

>>438312
>Transform

Tubby
Level 4 Marshmallow

You press transform, ribbons flying out and tightening back into a blue dress. Quick, before anyone notices; when it finishes you toss out your dice as fast as possible.

[4][4]

Two spiraling arrows form, the same as before. It spins until it builds to a shining light, “Tubby” over just starting to realize what’s going on.

Ethan, noticing you haven’t walked in, “Max, what are you do-“

They fly out, slamming into the ghost and sending him flying backwards with the table. He drops the ring, and starts backing up, appearing heavily damaged. Just as you’re about roll the dice again, it phases through the wall and disappears.

“Fuck, what was that?” Ethan asks.

“Max, was that you?” Anastasia says, but you’re pretty sure she knows.

“Wow, you really can us-“ Melanie stops.

Oh. You press transform again as fast as possible, and the dress vanishes as fast as the ghost.

“You’re a magical girl?” they ask.

“No. Uh. Kinda. Err, it’s a long story. Don’t tell anyone.”

“It’s… kinda cool...?” Melanie adds.

What’s more surprising is that they can actually see the dress. Oh god you can feel your face growing red. While Anastasia is hysterics, you pick up the ring from floor while trying to explain about the ghost.

Quest Complete!
50 EXP Gained!

Main Quest!
Return it to the quest giver.
Rewards: 100 EXP, 75 Credits

Quest giver… that’s Melanie…?

She walks over to you, peeking over your shoulder. “What did you find?”

All sorts of things.

>Give it to her.
>Pocket it to check it out later.
>Write-in.

>>438527
>Scan the rings
Then
>Give it to her.

>>438546
This

>>438527
>Give it to her.
Are we just a dude wearing a dress? Or am I just fucking retarded and we're a girl?

>>438557
Male magical girl. We get a cute dress when we transform.

>>438546
This, might be a neat accessory.

>>438546
>>438550
>>438557
>>438566
Giving it

Writing.

Her dragon breath cooks your shoulder to a nice well-done as you scan the ring. It’s a baffling mundane silver ring with a plastic looking gemstone embedded on top.

Tutorial Ring (Accessory)
Stats: None
<A legendary ring once imbued with great magical power, now used to test heroes on their resourcefulness.>

It’s a dud.

“The ghost dropped this. Here, you can have it.”

“What’s this?” she asks.

“Whoaoa, Max you’re moving way too fast,” jests Ethan.

“Oh shut up,” you grumble, gripping your broom.

“Kidding. Man, what’s it like seeing ghosts?”

You reply after they rail you with question after question. In a way, it makes you a bit happy, talking about something you normally have to shut up about.

Quest Complete!
100 EXP, 75 Credits Gained!

When the sun starts to set, you drop down on the floor, exhausted after cleaning. The others are laughing about something, but you’re taken out for a bit. This room, it feels different. You kinda like it.

Dimensional Crack
<A weak spot between dimensions; its instability and unreliability was the main reason for its disuse.>

Tutorial Completed!

(Thank you all for playing. I'll be back in 2 days, 19:30 UTC).

>>438611
>transform
>remove piece/article of cloth
>transform back
>if laws of conservation of mass were violated, begin mass production of frilly clothes

>>438613
>2 days
O-Okay..

>>438613
Thanks for running. See you then

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>>438649
Normally I run twice a week only on weekends with an update an hour, and I'm sure that's terrifyingly slow.

I'm free to address questions, comments, and criticism.

>>438713
What do you think about guys in dresses?

>>438872
Wear what you want, and it's all good if you rock it. Can't say I thought about it too deeply about it before though.

>>443412
New thread