Just posting some Relevant stuff Anons suggested end of last thread:

1: Wait, if this is a dream, can't we just No Sell everything?
I mean, we aren't rolling to activate abilities in here, could we just... abuse that and always activate No Sell?

A: Yes you can. I hinted at that earlier on last thread.

2: One of the porposals for Talk to Her option is "Why do you want to fight me so badly."

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>>948261
> Talk to her
"Why do you want to fight me so badly."

>>948261
Let's go with it then

> Talk to her
"Why do you want to fight me so badly."

>>948261
> Talk to her
"Why do you want to fight me so badly."
Because you need 3 votes.

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>>948312
>>948307
>>948271

You stars across at your opponent, both of you unmoving. Crimson gaze meeting crimson gaze - the silence stretches on for what seems like days. "Why do you want to fight me so badly?" You ask.

She grins like a madwoman, showing teeth that have been cracked and chipped many times. "Because it's what we do! Think about it Purps." She spits your name, "We're good at one thing and one thing only, killing!" She spreads her arms wide as if looking to embrace you across the stream. "Why deny what we are, this place gave me your memories and they match mine!"

"Match yours how?"

"We only feel alive in a good fight! Back pressed to the wall or dealing death - we live for it! Even that pathetic girl before me was the same when she tasted blood." She snickers.

> You met the me before you?

> You're Wrong

> Attack

> Use Ability (What)

> Change Form (what)

> Write-In

>>948331
> You met the me before you?

>>948331
> You met the me before you?

>>948331
> You met the me before you?

>>948331
>> You met the me before you?

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>>948362
>>948359
>>948349
>>948336

You stare in shock, it takes a concious effort not to let your mouth drop open. "Wait a minute, you met the me before you?"

"Yeah some rogue wizard hit me with a mindfucky spell." She scratches under her chin before smiling, "If your interested, I could share some juicy stuff... If you beat me." She licks her lips, "Because...." She begins sing songing, "Weeee had some childreeennnn."

You step back at her revelation and upon seeing he ropening she launches across the streamin a spray of foam. Your saw comes up and clashes with hers, "What happened to them?" You beg as you attempt to wrap her in wire.

She's evidently familiar with the technique and instead ducks under; standing on her wire and kicking her own saw behind her the saw trails down your back for a long shallow cut even as you regain footing on the opposite bank.

The standoff continues; but Ciolet wags a finger after answering "I dunno what happened to 'em. I do know where they were - but anything else you wanna know requires a victory."

"Fine." You growl.

> Attack

> Use Ability (What)

> Change Form (what)

> Write-In

>We only feel alive in a good fight!
Yeah no. I'm pretty sure Purps felt 'alive' when dancing at the Festival of Fire, or when watching her surroundings in ZEN mode.
Violence is but another form of expression.

>>948427
> Use Ability : On the Pull, maybe combo it with a fire breath of Minerva's Lantern.

>>948427
> Use Ability : On the Pull, combo it with a fire breath of Minerva's Lantern.

>>948427
> Use Ability : On the Pull, maybe combo it with a fire breath of Minerva's Lantern.

>>948433
And going undercover in that den of Iniquity. Allthough I guess she wasn't really purps then...

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>>948433
>>948440
>>948445

Combat Write-Ins. Anon's you know all my kinks.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iEckK5-_SPc

You inhale.

Stepping forward you swing your saw underhanded in a tight arc loosing it ahead of you to cleave her knees off. Violet goes high jumping into the air and spinning in an effort to claim your head, causing you both to pass each other.

A razor whip forms in your hands and you flick your werist upwards, ensaring your foe in mid air - the whip goes taut; even as Violet's saw guns are forming she is yanked back towards you, ankle deep in water you cry out; "MINERVA'S LANTERN!"

Steam begins to rise and form around you as purple fire radiates from your pores, but only for a second as Violet points her sawguns at you.

You exhale.

Violet burns.

> Go to trees and begin guerilla warfare

> Polesaw

> Double Saw, keep on her

> Other Ability / Form (What)

> Write-In

>>948518
>> Go to trees and begin guerilla warfare

oh man we had kids who was the carzy guy that put his dickin us??
was it hona dad?? that would be weird and shes our little girl lol

>>948518
>> Double Saw, keep on her

>>948518
> Double Saw, keep on her

>>948541

It was not Hona's Dad. Only Violet knew Richter and this was before Violet's memories begin.

>>948518
>Double Saw, keep on her
Press our advantage while we can.

>>948541
Pretty sure Richter was her ancester and this was before then.

>>948558
ok dream time warp

hmm woudner where the kids are or at lest there kids, mybe there on the wrong side of the war, star bron as well or just normal people
gona be fun to find out

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>>948568
>>948566
>>948545
>>948542
>>948541

The impact of her landing sends dust across the clearing obstructing your vision. You go into dual saw and send them both into the dust, hoping to ensnare her or force her to dodge before she can begin unloading those sawguns.

Violet is faster than you, but even she needs time to recover from that. You won't give her it, you dash in after your saws as they go taut, hoping that a well placed sunshine fist hook could put her down.

Instead you look into a black mirror that you never wanted to see. A serrated plate fist is coming for your face.

> No Sell

> Dodge

> Ability

> Form

> Write-In

>>948588
> No Sell
Time to troll her

>>948588
> No Sell
We can just spam this how much we want, right?

>>948595

Yep.

Only Danger is if she realizes she has no cooldowns from your spamming.

>>948588
>> No Sell

>>948588
>No Sell
But jump away and make it look like it hit you. "Ow, that really hurt."

>>948588
>> Dodge

>>948588
>> Dodge

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>>948612
>>948603
>>948595
>>948593
>>948632
>>948637

You inhale.

The fist collides with your jaw in a blow that sends shockwaves throught he forest. Trees tumble, a crater forms and at it's epicenter is you; you are unmoved. Your leg shakes slightly as you hold your position against the impressive force and weight of the monstrous form.

Your sking begins to glow white gold, astral wings reform on your back and the diverted stream begins to glow silver. Red ad warmth returns to the clearing aorund you, the spring grass and fall leaves returning to their former glory - standing before you is rage. But you are a an immovable pillar of calm.

Past the point of sanity or articulation; nonetheless Violet lets out a gurgling grunt of surprise.

Your cheek bleeds down onto her fist while you simply glare into the red visor, understanding for the first time the primal terror that you inspired when in this form. This avatar of death that you have within you, this rabid animal you can become in moments of rage. Truly this is how Violet was percieved by you and everyone else who knew of her.

"Such a shame that you resort to the kind of animal I expected you to be. Disapointing, but not surprising." You say as you ram a glowing white fist into the thing's helmet.

It steps back, before transferring it's weight into a series of straights that you meet with open palms. Mirroring each movement, the collateral damage is staggering as you are the rock before a tsunami.

The sound of metal on flesh is gradually replaced by a new sound; that of force strikin a energy. akin to lightning striking a barrier, so much is the energy that Violet is putting out that your Zen form has become a sun, one that is burning brighter and hotter with every blow you block.

With a sidestep you make your opening, throwing yourself forward with a barrage of blow that buffet your oppnent's body. You break armour with every strike, the plates reeling and rending with every fist; the beast of rage is driven back step by step as the energy you've absorbed with your parrying and blocking is returned with interest.

A straight, a hook, a palm strike, a claw strike, a kick to the leg, a roudhouse, you have turned the tide with authority as the beast is unable to counter and blocking is against it's nature.

Soon your foe's chestpiece has fallen to the ground in a hundred or more pieces and you rleent. Letting Violet stumble as you dance back; her chest is bare - clad only in the purple, blakc and red of the cuts bruises and wounds you inflicted. You can see the ragged breathing shaking her frame; her veins protrude as much as her nipples and you see sickneingly that both are sickly black and corrupt by whatever powers she wielded in her time in this world.

You return to your stance and finally exhale a breath you didn't know you had held.

> Try to rip off her helmet

> Hold your ground, build up enrgy like before

> Change Ability

> Change Form

> Write-In

>>948669
>Write-In
Don't you see the futility in this fight?

>>948669
Can we try make clones like she does? Just for a giggle. They were so OP in the giant fight.

>>948694
I think fighting is the point, she is getting what she wants whether she loses or not

>>948695

You can try.
I will say certain moves require certain things:
Eg: Your Pride move used to be Storm of Saws but then you got blessed by Minerva - now It's Minerva's Lantern.

DC90 1d100 if your write-in wins.

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>948669
twist her nipples

>>948669
>> Try to rip off her helmet
but really do this

>>948669
>> Try to rip off her helmet
I wonder if she's smiling, as we're indulging i her desire for combat.

Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>948719
>>948747
rip her helmet off then kiss her and twest her nipples

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>948669

>>948755
>>948753
>>948747
>>948719
>>948712
>>948700
>>948695
>>948694

Final Destination Vote

>>948695
>Write-In

Or
>Rip off helmet

Quote this post.

>>948765
>Rip off helmet

>>948765
>Rip off helmet

>>948765
>Rip off helmet

>>948765
>>Rip off helmet

>>948765
>>Rip off helmet

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>>948786
>>948785
>>948778
>>948772
>>948809

VIolet steps forward and raises both her arms to pummel you into the dirt, conjuring images of a drop beam locking a door - you place one of your forearms horizontally above your head and block. Your upper body screams at the impact and something within you snaps, but you grit your teeth and ram you fingers up into VIolet's jaw.

The two of you engage in a battle of endurance as your forearm competes with her armour, you begin screaming as she slowly crushes your wrist and she roars as you begin peeling back her helmet.

It is long going, you see her chin reveal itself, then you see the bottom of her nose. You're glowing intensely now as you make the final push, You arm is shattered by her attack but by now you have enough energy to no sell the two fists slamming down on your head.

You step forward and with one final shout you manage to push upwards and tear the metal from Violet's face. The sheer force of your final effort sends you into the air above her even as she falls back cackling hysterically.

You raise your fist as you rise, preparing for your next strike. Violet lands on her back with a mechanic clang and you land a heartbeat later, fist first. The crater is dug even deeper by your landing and your zen energy explodes outwards from the devestating ground pound.

Grass grows throughout the crater in fast forward fall being replaced by spring in an instant, flowers bud and creepers crawl upwards towards the sunlight. You look over your fallen foe, naked from the waist up save from her metal gauntlets and greaves. She is coughing up blood in high volumes; arms twitching involuntarily as you see her chest rise and fall begging for breath.

She is broken but looks relaxed. Positively content, ecstatic or tranquil could also work.

You inhale

Exhale.

> I don't feel alive

> Tell me about my family

> We don't have to be this way

> Did you get what you wanted?

> Write-In

>>948859
> Tell me about my family
> Did you get what you wanted?

>>948859
> Did you get what you wanted?

>>948859
>> Tell me about my family
>> We don't have to be this way

>>948859
>Tell me about my family

Hey guys we're paused for Pathfinder. Continuing Monday night.

Good work in that fight.

>>949016
k have fun

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>>948885
>>948892
>>948893
>>948944

You take a seat next to her on the freshly grown grass trying not to be too annoyed by the dew currently wetting your ass.

You cycle your breathing a few more times, allowing your zen fade back to manageable levels, "Did you get what you wanted?" You ask simply.

She laughs in a way that tells you her insides aren't in a good state, in fact gurgling might be a good word for it. "Hell yeah. One last go, was all I ever wanted. And I got to fight me? Who better to kill me than me eh?" She coughs and spurts up a solid black ball.

"Tell me about my family." You say simply, trying to ginore the rapidly deflating black filfth lying beside you.

"I don't know much. Just that they live somewhere called Murillo. Laurelai said we loved the food there." She wheezes, "Just chuck me back in the pond already. I'm done."

> Why dump you back in the pool?

> Fine (Dump her in pool)

> No, enjoy bleeding to death

> Ask her a question

> Write-In

(Combo votes are acceptable for this option.
)

>>955777
>> Why dump you back in the pool?
>> Laurelai was our previous name?

>>955777
>> Why dump you back in the pool?
I'd have appreciated some tea first.
>> Laurelai was our previous name?

>>955777
> Why dump you back in the pool?
> Laurelai was our previous name?

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>>955791
>>955784
>>955778

"Why would I dump you in the pond?" You ask turning round to get your knees beneath you.

"Well if you want me to actually die instead of do the whole corrupt you from the inside thing you should. And honestly, being your inner evil sounds annoying and cliche as hell." Violet says.

"Yeah the idea of being haunted by you does suck" You admit as you loop one of her arms above your shoulder to drag her back the way you came. Thankfully the massive impact from your punch earlier serves as both a crater and a road.

You grunt in exertion as you begin hauling her back to the clearing the battle started, even with only the arms and legs that RAGE form is heavy, "Our old name was Laurelai then?"

"Oh yeah, she was like a kitten compared to us. If I hadn't been messing around I could have smeared that illusion onto the dirt. But like us when she came alive when back to the wall." She coughs and you feel a splatter on the side of your neck as more black corruption comes up, "Just like us." She murmurs, falling silent until the pool comes into view.

> You're wrong about us

> She's just the opposite extreme of you

> At least she had a family

> Write-In

>>955806
>> She's just the opposite extreme of you

>>955806
> She's just the opposite extreme of you
She sounds nice.

>>955806
> You're wrong about us
>Feeling alive only when fighting.
We're lacking in many things, like origins and emotions. I live as I breathe, things such as looking at a scenery with a friend also makes me alive. I'm sure you too have similar experiences.

We're all different shades of purple trying to paint an old canvas, turn by turn, redoing all over again with each incarnation.
Who's to say Laurelai wasn't closer to completion than us? Who's to say the shade of those before isn't influencing us in some ways?

>>955829
Emotions fuel us. Those accessible to us expand our view of life, which then make us experience more feelings. Only one kind of perspective can only make us move on for so long.

>>955833
>>955829
>>955815
>>955813

You guys cool with me working that write-in as well as the winning vote?

>>955863
Sure, you do you.

>>955863
S-Sure.

>>955863
I'm fine

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>>955872
>>955865
>>955833
>>955829
>>955815
>>955813

"You are so wrong about us Violet." You say smiling a little, "We might lack a lot; including our origins and most feelings." You begin sturggling to navigate a boulder, before realizing you can both just walk up and over it. "Look at you, you lived as you wanted - in battle and I'm guessing by your comments in the bedroom."

"Heh we're freaky what can we say." She replies before you cut her off-

"1; I don't know what I'm into yet. 2; shut up." She pouts as you go on, "I live as I breathe. Sure I'm cold and distant a lot, but things like looking at scenery while Hona sang, playing cards while undercover and dancing in the festival of fire - they made me feel alive as much as fighting for my life." You say as you navigate the fallen and broken tree that once stood proudly over the pond of introspection. "You know what I think? We're all different shades of purple painting the same canvas, turn by turn, painting over each other's work every time."

"Sounds like you're going to be some kind of introspective bitch." She says flashing you a red and black soaked grin. You think she's just holding on so you can do this properly.

"Maybe, but look at Laurelai. Maybe she was closer to being complete than us. Maybe there's something we're missing. We don't know - so I'm going to live my life with my friends and see where it leads." You say definitively, looking into an inverted gaze of your own.

You're standing on the edge of the pond now, back to the tranquil perfection of this... Forest of Zen. The silver pond no longer rocks and heaves in your presence returned once again to it's still shining beauty.

"Looks like this is it huh Purps?" Violet says, standing to full height and standing to her full height. Turning to face you with arms spread wide, baring her chest to you and raising her chin.

> This is it. (Push her in)

> I... don't think I should (Do what instead?)

> Write-In

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>>955996
>> This is it. (Kick her in)

>>955996
> I... don't think I should (Do what instead?)
Absorb her.

>>955996
> I... don't think I should (Do what instead?)
Give her lots of care and affection.

Leaving this for quite a while since important vote.

>>955996
> Write-In
Come-on, HUG.

>>955996
> This is it
I don't wanna be corrupted by her

>>956103
>>956068
>>956043
>>956040
>>956009

2 for friendship

2 for ending things

1 for absorb.

Every decision. We must tie.

>>956136
C'mon everyone vote for FRIENDSHIP!

>>956136
I'll support friendship

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>956153
>>956150
>>956103
>>956068
>>956043
>>956040
>>956009

Calling for friendship. Outroll me, crits active best of 3.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>956157
We're fucked.

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>956157
Well shit

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>956157
Rolling for murder by baptism

rip

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>>956200
>>956182
>>956177

You open your arms and Violet smirks at you. You don't know why, but a hug seems appropriate for this moment.

So imagine your surprise when your sent stumbling by a hook to the jaw. following the momentum around, you see Violet falling backwards into the pool with arms spread wide.

You move forward as she's enveloped, the silver pond hungrily devouring her. Your last view of Violet is a slowly descending middle finger as she gets off her one last "Fuck You."

You can't help but sagely smile as she goes.

The little monkey robed creature runs toward you with it's stick trailing haphazardly behind it. "Oh you survived. Now if you could tell this animal that I would be most indebted!" He scrambles up and around your body to hide behind your back as your fox friend comes charging over in an apparent fury.

You notice a bite mark missing from the bottom of your now passenger's robe.

> Throw him at the fox

> Attempt to be peacemaker

> Ask why the spirit made you face Violet

> Write-In

>>956266
> Attempt to be peacemaker

>>956266
> Attempt to be peacemaker

>>956266
>> Attempt to be peacemaker

>>956287
>>956291
>>956384

"Hey-hey-hey I'm okay." You offer to the oncoming animal.

He digs his... heels? Back paws into the dirt and skids to a stop in front of you, but the robed guy on your back speaks in a hurried tone, "All I said is she might die, might I didn't even do anything she was just fighting herself and..."

"You put her in danger, that wasn't needed." He says.

> He's got a point Robes

> It was important Fox

> Let's just get you to that Spire.

> Write-In

>>956554
>> Let's just get you to that Spire.

>>956554
> he's got a point Yoda
How about some exposition, eh?

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Where'd everbody go?

>>956554
>>> Let's just get you to that Spire.

Don't be a pussy Star, you should have thrown something worst than a suckerpunch. Then we could have kicked her ass again.

>>956835
Exact opposite reaction I was expecting.

Was expecting "Choo Choo Railroad" claims.

She just wanted to go out on her terms.

Only thing there would be no suckerpunch is absorbing, (If you passed to not go crazy at being two people)

>>956853
>(If you passed to not go crazy at being two people)
See, now that would have been super fun to play through.
Not a big deal though.

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>>956835
>>956772
>>956671

"Look, let's ignore this guy and get you to that Spire huh?" You say, judo flipping the robed guy onto the floor with a well placed roll of your shoulder.

He tumbles to the ground and protest furiously. "Wait! Wait! You haven't answered the questions."

"We shall walk and talk. Perhaps you should ask quickly, since that wall is pretty close." He says, you detect a hint of amusement.

"Fine, you. Fox what have you learned?"

"That the journey is as important as the destination. I should experience the world and enjoy it, company makes life worthwhile and that you taste like old dawnkrin." He finishes with snark

You try not to grin, "It only took you twenty visits rodent." The robed thing says which makes you worry for the stability of the dream.

Apparently he's toned out the steward though. Thank Minerva. "And you.... uhm... warrio-lady?!"

> Write-In the lessons you've learned in this world

> Freebie; I get too focused on future objectives and forget the present

Let's see what you got guys, examination time.

>>956955
> inscrutable sages are inscrutable
> some people don't like fighting and if you go round fighting everyone they well think you are an ass
> something about state of mind effecting the world
>we used to not be named for out hair color
Dunno, I'm not in a thinking mood right now

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>>957097

2 and 3 are close to what I was going for, but I'm working double shifts tomorrow + it's 3am so nightime for me.

Night anons, we're archived and might pick this up on like 27th.

>>956955
> Even if that botch killed herself or whatever, we still have some parts that are the same. And even more so, she still left a part of HER I'm me.

> But that doesn't mean I have to be her. It also doesn't mean I have to NOT BE her. I'm going to still be me, with part of her.

> Nobody escapes the friendship of [THE PURPLE FIREFLY].