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For any new players:

Welcome to Gorgon Child Quest! Where-in you take up the role of a magical talking artifact being wielded by a young gorgon girl named Cici. Living out of the remains of a once great dungeon, the game will focus on exploration, character interaction, and learning as the voices of the players within the amulet help guide her along.

For news about quest updates, my twitter can be found here:
https://twitter.com/bananon_QM

And the archive can presently be found here:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=gorgon+child

>>1336233
Well, it's Ms. Willow's apprentice. How about you go over and introduce yourself? Be polite, she might be a little grumpy about... work. Yeah, work.

>>1336233
Oh yes, she is your cousin.
Archmage Brad's other granddaughter. Introduce yourself, and maybe compare forms of magic.

>>1336344
>and maybe compare forms of magic.
Does that involve talking about the Pixie-Bees? Because I'm not sure about telling her about the Pixie-Bees.

>>1336233

Remember to be polite Cici. Also maybe you could take her to meet Iris? The Beholder-kin needs friends.

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“Umm, hi,” Cici greets sheepishly after a moment, moving away from the entrance and toward the new girl. It seems that alone isn’t enough to distract her from the birds she’s playing with, though. “The voices said we were cousins an’…”

The girl turns toward Cici with an inscrutable expression, looking her up and down.

“I think your voices might be wrong,” she says frankly. “Don’t you?”

“Umm, maybe,” Cici admits. “But Grampa Brad is your Grampa too, right?”

That seems to catch her attention, at least, if only by a raised eyebrow.

“I do have a grandfather named Brad, yes, but unless he’s had some tryst I’m unaware of…”

“What’s a tryst?” Cici asks.

“Ugh,” the girl groans reflexively, a subsequent snap of her fingers incinerating the crumbs and leaving the birds nothing to feast on but ash. “I’m talking about a liaison!”

Cici tilts her head.

“A dalliance! A fling! An affair!... An- Ugh!” she groans as Cici’s unchanging expression gives no hint of comprehension.

“Umm… She means-“ Danny starts.

“She means her grampa would have had to make babies with someone other than her grandma,” Katy finishes. “At least, I think…”

“Exactly…” Melody sighs tiredly.

> The voices may want to wade in on this one.
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>>1336409
First off, presuming that you ARE the granddaughter of Master Bradley von Ostigar, I would like to introduce you to his adoptive granddaughter Cici. I am her guardian, a amalgam of souls, memories and otherworldly beings charged with being her protector and guardian. It is a pleasure to meet you.

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"Ah, miss. Sorry for the misunderstanding. Brad seems to regard Cici and her mother like granddaughter and daughter respectively. So, while not in blood, then perhaps in spirit the two of you might be considered cousins. Family in spirit is about all that these ladies have at present, so please be kind to little Cici."

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“Ah, I see…” Melody says as the voices throw in their two cents on the matter. “So, you’re an adoptive godchild rather than his proper granddaughter.”

“But I still call him Grampa,” Cici adds.

“Right, well, that would make quite a bit more sense. Though admittedly, it raises more questions in the process: such as why you are being followed by a sapient mass of id and ego.”

“Those are the voices,” Cici explains. “They live in my bracelet.”

“Ah, so they’re a sort of collective manifestation of several weaker apparitions tied with a physical media, but why go with such an inefficient method?”

“Huh?”

“Simply put, why summon a cloud of lesser intelligences when you could selectively channel a single, powerful soul? The inherent tendency to create interference will ensure that one will never be as efficient as the other.”

“Well, I don’t really know, but I like them just the way they are,” Cici says. “They help me an’ Mama out lots.”

“Hmm? Right, the baroness. I’ve been meaning to speak with her about what we’re going to do with all of these students. I intended to stop for lunch first, naturally. However, as you’re no doubt aware, there isn’t a decent café around here for miles.”

“What’s a ca-“

“A coffee house,” the girl answers irritably. “I’m going to have to teach the lot of you about how to use context clues, aren’t I?”

“I don’t know what those are either, but I’m excited to learn!” Cici answers with a candid smile.

“I say we hoist her by her undies from the flagpole,” Katy suggests in a whisper to the others, getting a nod from Hannah and a nervous blush from Danny.

“Oh, right! You must know lots about magic!” Cici continues, apparently unaware of the background conversation.

“Why, whatever would have given you that idea?” the girl asks, the sarcasm clear as with a whirl of her finger, she summons a hat to her head and cloak to her shoulders before standing.

“Cuz that,” Cici says. “Also, I’m learning magic too. So, I hope we can have lots of fun together!”

“There’s nothing fun about magic!” Melody snaps back. “It’s a dangerous, powerful tool, and-“ She sighs. “I’m wasting my breath…”

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>>1336511
Her natural talents have only recently been cultivated, and the same can be said of her societal and intellectual development.
I would have expected more patience and forbearance from the archmage's granddaughter, but I suppose most urbanites cannot be expected to properly guide their country cousins without some form of punishment hanging over their heads to keep their arrogance in check.

>>1336511
Theres EVERYTHING fun about Magic. And If you knew anything about people in general you'd know danger and power does nothing to dissuade people from enjoying things.
Case in Point, You using that DANGEROUS and POWERFUL tool to tease birds with crumbs a few moments ago.

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“Practicing multiple target manipulation isn’t pointless!” the girl objects loudly to the voices’ accusations. “The birds were simply acting as test seekers!”

With a huff, she then pulls out her spellbook, chanting over an open page and closing her eyes before with a burst of magic, she produces a cloud of small, glowing circles in the air.

“Several smaller wards can be much more effective than one in certain situations,” she explains. “You can block incoming projectiles from multiple angles, return fire, even-“

“So, you’re saying you can block rocks with those things?” Katy asks curiously, and the voices see her hands already reaching for rubble.

“Of course, I am! Throw as many as you like, and I’ll simply-“

*SMACK*

A rock collides with her forehead a split second after as Katy whips around and lets fly.

“L-lucky shot…” Melody murmurs as she hits the ground in a heap.

“I think that’s going to leave a bruise,” Cici says sadly as she leans in over her would-be cousin. “Oh, wait. I think Uncle Yesh left stuff at the house that could help.”

“Who is Uncle Yesh?” the girl asks, as the smaller girl and Danny help her up.

“He’s my uncle,” Cici answers simply. “People call him a ‘shaman’ an’ he’s really good at medicine.”

“A little horse dung, three pinches of clover, and a-“ Melody’s sarcastic quip is cut off as Cici begins tugging her along toward home.

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>>1336583
Ah, the infamous human arrogance on display.
Your grandfather will be hearing of this disappointment the next time he stops by.

>>1336583
Youre really Making yourself, AND your family look quite good with all the pointless rudeness and sarcasm.
Im sure it will endear you well to the baroness whom you intend to ask for a favor, and who's daughter your currently insulting even though shes been nothing but friendly, and is currently trying to help you.
Its making you look incredibly mature and intelligent.
Just because youre outside the city doesnt mean manners no longer apply.

>>1336583

Kid, you really need friends.

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“Sh-shut up…” she murmurs at the voices as they walk.

“That’s kinda mean,” Cici comments.

“Only kinda?” Katy questions.

“Well, context clues sound like something really neat to learn, an’ magic can be kinda scary, but the voices like talking. It’s all they can do, mostly.”

“…”

“Anyway, you’re really good at magic, Melody. I hope I can learn lots from you an’ Ms. Williow while you’re here.”

“Are… Are you being sarcastic right now?” she asks.

“What’s sarcastic?” Cici asks.

“…”

[“This person cannot be real.”]-M

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>>1336696

She is both real and related to you by adoption.

And remember there is always a bigger fish. Or luck.

No matter how high you are, there will someone highter. There is always someine better and yes there is always someone worse.

The universe doesn't run on irony, but it likes it.

The more you know, the more you understand you really don't know everything and never will.

Remember to be polite, politenes is the weapon of the weak to use on the strong. It prevents wars and foster peace.

>>1336696
She's quite real, Melody. She's also been cooped up inside of an old tower without contact with the town until a few months ago, due to the fear that the locals would chase her and her mother out of town. These two girls you've been rather disdainful of, Hannah and Katy, were her very first human friends, and the Kolbold, Danny, was in a similar situation as she was.

Context, my dear Melody. You should learn it.

>>1336696
Melody, it would behoove you to be polite to nobles and their children. Even petty nobles tend to be arrogant and spiteful.

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“Get out of my head, you parasites!” the young mage growls, shaking her fist at the orb of light.

[“Still, that is kind of sad…”]

“How old are you, anyway, Cici?” she asks.

“Umm…” the little gorgon pauses and begins counting on her fingers.

This was not a question that came up often.

“Umm... Four an’ a half, I think…” she finally answers.

Everyone except for Danny stops and gawks.

“Th-that’s…” Katy begins, thinking back on all their past interactions. “That explains a lot of things, actually…”

“Like, a lot of things,” Hannah adds.

“Huh? I don’t get it.”

“Well, Hannah and I are both around eight, and you, well… There’s lots of things you don’t know about.”

“That’s why I wanna learn lots! From school an’ the bees an’ Grampa an’-“

“Cici…” the thought seems to hit Melody like a brick. “You said you knew magic?”

“Mhm, just a little though…”

The expression on the young mage’s face is a complex portrait of various emotions.

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>>1336815
Gorgons age quickly, dear. That, and her magical skill might be explained better when you see where she grew up.

>>1336815
This is an example of why you shouldn't think you're hot shit all the time, humans.

>>1336815
Let me guess, you had a lot of pride in learning magic at a younger age then other people and Cici just blew you out of the water, right?
Before you get upset, just keep in mind thats kind of a silly thing to hold over others in the first place. you should know by now that some beigs just understand magic from birth, so you were never going to be the youngest anyway, probably not even among humans.
Not that that applies to Cici or anything, shes just smart, and diligent.

>>1336815

Can we please stop fighting? Family should not fight each other.

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“…”

[“I could still easily crush her, or you for that matter, in an instant.”]

Punctuating with a snap of her fingers, the voices’ projection vanishes…. Only to appear a few seconds later blowing a raspberry into her ear.

“No fighting please!” Cici begs helplessly, but as the stare down commences between girl and orb, it seems the gong has been struck.

“Cici…” Melody leads dangerously. “Would you kindly show us just what “a little” means?”

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>>1336914
YOU ARE NOT DOING THIS IN TOWN. PERIOD.

You two can have a mage off, but not here and not now, not with villagers who have only recently just started to accept us. I WILL NOT HAVE HER GET HIT BY A ROCK THROWN AN OVERGROWN THUG LIKE THIS MORNING ON ACCOUNT OF YOUR PRIDE.

(deep breath) We will do this outside of town, near her home, with people nearby in case someone inevitably gets hurt.

>>1336914

Cici shown her the light spell, you should not fight your cousin. Grandpa Brad won't like it.

>>1336914
Show her some of what the Queen taught you. A little of the light and fire.

>>1336947

Not the fire, the town is mostly made from dried wood!

>>1336954
Good point! Lights, but ask to do so out of town. Townsfolk aren't used to magic yet.

>>1336914
You couldnt block a rock thrown by a little girl. You dont want the kind of trouble you'd earn from trying to "Crush" that girl.
It's the kind that ends with you crushed, burned, maulled, disintegrated, and with your soul torn into pieces. And thats only if her mom and your grandfather dont get to you first.

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“I don’t wanna fight anyone…” Cici says nervously, looking at the ground. “I said I only know a little, an’ that’s all. I learned how to make light from Grampa Wizard an’ a little bit of lightning from the bees. But lightning’s scary, so I don’t wanna use it anymore…”

“Melody, are you sure picking on a four-year old is going to be the best way to prove your point?” Danny asks candidly.

“I- you-“ The bold really caught her tongue on that one. “I want to see how much she knows! That’s all!”

“Then don’t act like it’s a challenge. You’re scaring her,” he insists.

“You are kind of being a bully,” Hannah agrees.

[“This isn’t fair.”] Melody internally mumbles, a repeating mantra as the group slowly makes their way through rolling hillside to the edge of the forest where Cici lives.

[“Do I really have to use magic?”] Cici asks the voices. [“Will that make things better?”]

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>>1336914

You know what they call a girl that tries to prove superior to a younger girl who is not even half her age? A bully.

>>1337060
Do it, Cici. Take pride in your abilities, and that means not hiding them away like a squirrel hides his nuts.

>>1337060
You dont have to if you dont want to. And I dont think she'll be happy if you do well anyway, so, maybe you should just hurry her along to Yesh to get taken care of. Shes got her own issues to work through

>>1337060
How about you try teaching her a spell that you know that she doesn't? Like have her levitate a fork to a certain height or have her keep it there for a length of time? That way, there's no one getting hurt, nothing catching on fire, AND NO-ONE CHASING HER OUT OF TOWN, which is the biggest problem we would have in the first place.

Anyway, let's just get to Cici's tower first before we do this challenge. Baroness Cassandra should be home, along with Shaman Yesh. If you'd like, you could stay with us while you and Ms. Willow are teaching the students. There's a heated bath for one, and the Baroness does make a good meal.

Oh, and a prospective assistant teacher lives there as well. Just be gentle with her, she can be rather shy at times.

>>1337060
Melody, try to be kind to Cici. She's young and inclined to like you. You are but an apology from making a friend. A friend who may one day be baroness of an unusually magical area.

Cici, while Melody's motives in this instance are not positive, she may be able to offer pointers given your level of magic knowledge. If you don't want to show her, you don't have to, but it might help you.

>>1337060

You dedicated so much time to study you lost yoir social graces, didn't you?

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“I-I’ll try to make a little light,” Cici says, stooping to the ground to grab a stick before tracing her circle in the dirt.

“Do you really need a circle for something like that?” Melody asks, but the sour looks she gets from the others make her think better of it.

“Hmm… Grampa said that there’s no shame in using fundamentals,” Cici explains. “An’ I’m not very good at making the light not go off all at once in the first place…”

Her eyes almost feel like they are watering by proxy as she slowly begins gathering the mana to feed into the circle, not a lot, just a little. And then, with a calm exhale, she feels the flow begin from her heart to her wrists, a soft glow emanating from the center.

“That’s not bad at all,” Melody says, leaning in over her shoulder. “You’ve got good control and-“

She stops as something catches her eye and then Cici’s, a bizarre looking creature now pecking curiously at her rune circle with large eyes blinking arrhythmically and a cat like tail swishing behind.

“Umm, are you-“

“SCRAWWW!”

“WAHHH!”

Suddenly, the world is a deluge of all consuming light, Cici’s mana surging out all at once in a wave of panic that leaves everyone blind and stumbling around. That is, everyone except the voices, who get a perfect view of the events that follow.
Two more of the bizarre creatures emerge from the woods almost as if they had been waiting until no one was capable of seeing them, the duo flapping improbably through the air with their too-heavy cat bodies drooping behind them as they each deftly snag one of the young mage’s hair ribbons in their sharp beaks and take off into the woods with their freshly unraveled prizes.

“Ah! What’s happening?” she squeaks, wheeling around.

“I don’t know!” Cici answers, but by the time the group is once again blinking away the darkness, the animals and Melody’s hair ribbons are long gone, the inciting potoo griffin having stumbled drunkenly into the brush after its own blindness took hold.

> Some things may be best left unknown.
> Write-in

>>1337195
Melody, you have been mugged by a misshapen griffon of sorts.

>>1337195

We have a catbird infestation. Or mini griphons. They are making a nest it seems?

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“Making a wha-? Gah!” she grabs where her twin-tails have come unraveled. “Come back here, you little jerk!”

She shouts in the wrong direction, getting a bird like chortle from the opposite direction in response.

“Woooo-hoooo-hooooo!” comes the musical piping, apparently as melodious to the angry mage’s ears as shattering glass as she launches a wave of concentrated force after them.

“Melody, no!” Cici shouts. “Don’t shoot the forest!”

“I’m not shooting the forest, I’m shooting the birds!” she corrects.

“Don’t shoot them either!” she objects. “I promise I’ll get you new ribbons! Just don’t hurt them!”

“Ugh… I’ll be back!” she shouts into the greenery, thankfully her last parting shot as they continue into the forest.

Fortunately, the rest of their trip through the forest is equally uneventful, the paths smooth and empty until they finally reach-

“A graveyard?” she questions, looking out on the sea of grey markers.

“Mhm.”

“Welcome to the baroness’ house,” Katy gestures. “Creepy gorgon lady in the middle of a creepy graveyard.”

“Hey!” Cici objects.

“With a creepy daughter, too,” Katy adds, patting Cici’s head and sticking out her tongue.

“Mom told me this place used to be filled with vampires,” Danny says with a shudder. “But since the baron didn’t want to pay anyone to clear it out, it just stayed like that for years…”

“And that’s why Cici’s mom is a baroness now,” Katy finishes. “Guess sometimes it pays to take odd jobs.”

“Heh. If your mom had thought differently, maybe she’d be the baroness now,” Hannah chuckles. “Fire is pretty bad for undead, last I checked.”

“Y-yeah, but I don’t think Mom would make a good baroness,” he replies nervously. “She definitely wouldn’t have been building schools.”

“Being baroness is super hard, too,” Cici notes. “Sometimes Mama won’t get home until real late.”

Seems today would be one of those days, in fact, which left the girls plus one pup plenty of time to think of other things to do.

Meanwhile, back at the school grounds: panicked snake noises.

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>>1337352

Well... Cici show your guest your room. But make sure she gets medical attention first.

>>1337352
Let's show Danny and Melody around the place. First things first, we should meet with Yesh to treat that bump. After that, it's fair game.

>>1337352
Let's show Danny and Melody around the place. First things first, we should meet with Yesh to treat that bump. After that, we should say hello to the ogres and Iris, as well as your pets.

>>1337352
See if Uncle Yesh is around, and if not, his medical supplies. Gotta treat that bump on Melody's head.

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“Uncle Yesh isn’t here either,” she confirms, “but we keep medicine around, just in case.”

Leading the group inside, Cici makes her way to where the medicine is kept, reaching inside of the wicker basket to find the anti-swelling unguent that Din-Din had been given when Katy accidentally slammed into him.

“Alright, this might sting, so be ready,” she warns, taking a dab in hand.

“I’m sure it’ll be fine, just- SSSSSSSSSS!” Both the unguent and the girl sizzle as it makes contact. “Oww…”

“It works really good. It just doesn’t feel nice,” Cici promises. “But maybe you should lay down.”

“Y-yeah,” the girl says shakily. “Maybe…”

The good news is that that gives Cici the perfect opportunity to introduce her friends to her new room, a cozy living space adorned with a quaint feather mattress, a heavy blanket, and girl clothes scattered everywhere, both hers and Vivi’s.

“Huh? Where’d Danny go?” Cici eventually thinks to ask after laying Melody down.

The answer to that question is that the chivalrous young wolf pup took a convenient interest in the dining room table and the various amenities he otherwise didn’t have at home. I mean, look at it all. There’s even a fruit basket for decoration, and another filled with these colorful little triangular napkins. They even have little bits of lace on them…

“Mama doesn’t like it when people touch her underwear,” Cici notes.

And then there were two new friends passed out on her bed.

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>>1337648
Well, bring up Jasmine, Din-Din, and Okku (if he can be found) to meet the new arrivals. Maybe bring up some actual fruit for a snack and whatnot. After that, you guys should get to studying. No lollygagging about.

>>1337648
Let's see if there some fruit you can provide as a host, Cici. And where have Din-Din and Jasmine gone off to? They should be introduced to our guests.

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Bring your pets Cici.

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“Jasmine!” Cici calls as she walks toward the entrance. “Din-Din! Okku!”

And miraculously, it would seem two out of three aren’t far away, Din-Din rustling out of his hutch with his usual, slovenly grace and Jasmine hurtling inside like a feline rocket, right past Cici’s shoulder before flying toward the source of new smells in the house.

[“Uh-oh.”]

Cici runs back toward her bedroom to find Jasmine already curiously perched over Danny, tail swinging idly as she swats at his face.

“Nnnn. I didn’t mean to…” he whimpers. “I’m sorry…”

“Jasmine!” Cici hisses, picking up the purring cat. “Don’t bully Danny!”

She just mewls comfortably as she allows Cici to carry her around the house, the tiny gorgon securing the miscreant as she goes toward the roof top garden for a mid-afternoon snack.

Obviously, when it came to feeding a multitude from the little garden patch, it wasn’t something she’d be able to do every day, but she gathers berries and veggies enough to satisfy the small party below. Strawberries for Katy, red peppers for Hannah, and maybe something spicy for Danny, it all goes in the basket before she makes her way back down.

“Might as well let them sleep for a while,” Katy suggests.

“In the meantime, we should do some reading,” Cici suggests.

“Eh? But we haven’t even been assigned our classes yet,” Katy complains.

“But we will soon,” Hannah points out. “Better we spend some extra time reading now rather than later.”

Obviously, it isn’t achieved without much grumbling, but the group does manage to eventually settle down with a book apiece, slowly trolling through lines of their simple stories and occasionally reading sections aloud. It’s a pleasant way to while away the hours together until the others woke up and hopefully, eventually, Mama came home.

“Aye, I’ve seen ‘em. They were askin’ boot over yonder where little Danny boy makes his home with his Ma.”

> Did you want to ask Melody to teach Cici anything?
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>>1337934

And with that, I need sleep. Hope you guys had fun, and I'll see you Thursday, possibly tomorrow.

>>1337934

Melody could you help Cici with math?

>>1338048

Yes that could work.

>>1337934
Hehe. Danny is going to be easy to tease with this many girls around.

Anyway, mathematics is always good (gotta get that STEMM degree), right now Cici should probably learn about social and contextual clues, and sarcasm.

>>1342028

She is four, as long as people stop treating her like she was three times her age she should be fine.

>>1342035
And how are people going to know that? A barony-wide announcement that the baroness' daughter is to be treated as a 4 year old, and that she is not a lackling but simply grows fast for her age?

>>1342095

Let's just have everyone know her real age.

>>1342293
That's what I said. An announcement that she's four years old, not a retard, she just grows fast for her age, which is why she looks older than she actually is.

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“I don’t want to be treated different just cuz I’m younger,” Cici says, both to the voices and aloud to her friends. “I just wanna learn lots an’ be together with you guys.”

Hannah and Katy share a quizzical look with each other before Katy closes her book with an exaggerated sigh.

“I’m afraid it’s too late, Cici,” she explains with mock dramatism.

“Wha-?”

“Yep. You’ll be a tiny baby forever now,” she explains.

“And that’s how we’ll introduce you to everyone,” Hannah adds.

“Tiny baby Cici.”

“Super tiny baby… Are you crying?”

“N-no,” Cici sniffles.

“Good, cuz only babies cry when people make fun of them,” Katy assures her.

“Especially when those people are only kidding,” Hannah sighs, moving up to give Cici a hug.

“Ah, jeeze,” Katy grumbles, moving in as well. “We aren’t really gonna do that. I mean, you are younger, but you’re pretty smart.”

“Smarter than Katy anyway,” Hannah adds.

“Yeah, I- Hey!”

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Some laughs at someone else’s expense go a long way toward softening the situation, the three girls eventually back to reading before they finally hear the grumble of Melody getting up.

“Hi Melody,” Cici greets. “Does your forehead feel better?”

“I can’t really feel it right now,” the girl sighs, prodding the no-longer swollen but slightly green-tinged location curiously. “Maybe that’s good.”

“Maybe,” Cici acknowledges. “But do you think you could help us study math?”

“Math? What?” she questions.

“We need to study for class,” Cici explains.

“But you don’t even know what you’re going to be learning,” Melody points out.

“But we do know what we don’t know well,” Hannah explains.

“Well, yeah, I guess I could,” she confesses, “but it’s getting kind of late, isn’t it?”

“But didn’t you want to talk to Mama anyway?” Cici asks.

“I mean, I guess. Where is she anyway?”

Somewhere deep in the woods.

“Oh gods. Did they really come all the way out here?” Cassandra thinks to herself, serpentine tail swishing through the underbrush as she only just catches the silhouette of a woman strolling out of a nearby cave. “Umm… Sorry, miss, but have you seen any children around here recently?”

“Me? Kids? Nah. But you’re the baroness, right? That means if I fight you, I get a job!”

“Wait! What!?”

FWOOOSH!



> The voices have the strange feeling Mama might be a while.
> Any questions for their visitors?
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>>1342616
So, we're a little starved for knowledge of current events.
Has anyone tried to build a Tower of Babel, World Tree, or other magitech equivalent of an orbital elevator yet?
Apparently someone wanted to build an intercontinental teleportation node here, so I should hope that ambition and attempts at immortal glory haven't been significantly reduced in scope or scale.

>>1342616
I studied math and accounting for my degree, so I can help with that. What can everyone else help teach?

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Addition, subtraction, multiplication, division: Melody is quick to begin working out where their knowledge on the subject of mathematics extends, actually seeming even a bit impressed as she walks them through long division and advanced multiplication with few errors.

“That would probably lead us into variable math,” she finally concludes. “That and order of operations are things I’d prefer to explain in a classroom rather than tonight.”

“’Kay!” Cici concedes.

[“Whatever teaching you’ve been giving them has been working.”] Melody thinks to the voices. [“If they did well on the exam, I wouldn’t be surprised to see them in an advanced class.”]

“Anyway, speaking of the outside world, there’s always something to discuss. There’s the war with the Saareshi Empire to the far east, rumors of dragon populations soaring in the marshlands to the west, other rumors insisting there may be a plague ravaging the continent of Aldmyra, and a dwarven civil war past the great northern forest. Oh, and some crazed spectre has apparently been ravaging the pirate fleets that normally control the southern waters.

“Less on the political and more on the scientific, airships are what many view as the next major advancement to be made in overseas and overland travel, which has wrapped up quite a few mages and engineers in Ashport.”

“You mean a boat that can fly?” Cici asks excitedly.

“Why, yes. That would be the idea, but it’s hardly a simple thing to create a hovering platform that can be steered and driven. Trying to harvest enough magic to lift something that heavy is near impossible, and if you resort to weather balloon technology, it becomes slow and unwieldy.

“That, at least, is the biggest push I see in the kingdoms right now. If you want more insane goals that are actually being funded, you’d have to look toward hedge wizards or the despots in Saaresh. Their ambition would almost be admirable if it didn’t have such a habit of blowing up in their faces all of the time.

“Regardless, that’s quite a bit of general knowledge for general questions. Was there something more specific you wanted to know about?”

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>>1342747
Trying to lift a platform and then move it around isn't efficient. What you want to do is design a platform so that if it's pushed forwards, it naturally gains lift. Sort of like an arrow that can keep flying.

The downside is you have to pilot it more actively or you'll crash and everyone dies horribly.

>>1342747

Actually a Zeppelin is not really slow and can keep the same speed longer than a horse. But how to make a rigid airship is something you should ask Iris about. The bad thing is, they are quite flamable.

>>1342869
The fact that magic exists in this world means that if we are able to set up a series of enchantments that either reverse gravity, create lift, or prevent the process of ignition, zeppelins are probably much safer.

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“A ship that drops the moment it stops sounds… suicidal, but I’m sure someone would try it if you pitched the idea to them. The financial incentives for the first person to cross the Yawning Gulf with cargo are tremendous from what I understand. So hardly any idea is directly off the table.

“The real problem seems to be finding a good tradeoff between lift power and propulsion, according to a friend of mine who works in the ship yards. If you use all of your magic to lift the vessel, you can’t exactly draw more for your propellers. That means you either have to use extremely rare ‘light air’ to float your vessel, which is explosive (not to mention foul smelling and toxic), or you would need to have a dwarven fuel impeller, the shortage of which (among other things) lead to the dwarven civil war to begin with.”

“Umm…” Cici is raising her hand. “What’s an impeller?”

Melody sighs, though a bit less dramatically this time as she moves to explain.

“So, you know about windmills, right?” she asks, getting a nod. “Those turn because they catch the wind that’s already moving. An impeller or propeller are the opposite. We turn them to make air move. And when they move the air, they move themselves in the opposite direction.”

“Neat!”

“Very. But to do that work you either have to burn fuel or draw magic out of the air, both of which are in short supply.”

“You should ask Iris about all of that stuff,” Cici echoes the voices. “She’s super smart.”

“The beholder girl?” Melody questions, and the voices see something of an involuntary shiver run down her back. “Where was she this morning, anyway?”

“I dunno,” Cici admits, “but she and her friends are really good builders. They also know lots about underground.”

“Is there anything you could add onto that?” Melody appeals to the voices.

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>>1343048
How much cargo are we talking about? If it's just a small bag of letters, there's a design that just might work...

>>1343048
As a beholderkin, Iris has access to a repository of genetic memories, something like us, in her head.
Thousands of years of collected beholder knowledge; though sifting through all of that is difficult.

Her friends are fully self-motivated automatons; they're constructor golems and the ones who built the school.

Your 'light air', as you call it, is likely hydrogen. There are chemical processes that can extract it and helium on an industrial scale; too bad that our knowledge and capability are limited in those regards.

>>1343048
Do you know what a motor is? In the world that I came from, they are machines that use physical materials to generate energy in both kinetic and thermal forms.
Might it be possible to emulate that with a machine that draws upon the air traveling between the wings to gain new mana, and therefor continue the propulsion?

>>1343089
As far as collecting hrdrogen goes, we could do that quite easily with electrolysis.

Electrolysis, Melody, is a process in which an electric current is sent through heavily salted water, in order to separate the two elements that compose water. These two elements, hydrogen and oxygen, are the two primary elements necessary for fire.

>>1343048

Iris could build a rigid airship with her golems helpers. But again, they tend to be quite flamable.

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“The harpies are responsible for most mail delivery, and I imagine they wouldn’t take kindly to someone muscling in on their territory. But that fuel based motor you are describing sounds a lot like the dwarven impeller. The means of making it is proprietary, naturally, and the fuel source and distillation process is a closely guarded secret, but in principle, it takes this clear-ish, partly corrosive liquid extract from below the earth and ignites it to make things move. It’s essentially a machine powered by controlled explosions.”

“That sounds scary…” Cici notes.

“I think you mean awesome!” Katy corrects.

“Well, it’s unique, certainly. That and coal-power are both able to do amazing things in the absence of magic. However, they also generate notoriously high amounts of heat and waste in the process. However, what’s this about ‘hydrogen’?”

The voices explain the process of electrolysis to the young mage, which seems to fully capture her attention.

“You are saying that you can turn water into fuel?” she questions. “You have to realize how insane that sounds. I mean, certainly water underground that’s been contaminated with light air can catch fire. The brilliant blue flame originally had the dwarves calling it ghost fumes, but water itself puts out fires, not starts them.”

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>>1343365
Well, there's fires that don't need air to burn, so water doesn't put them out. Not even magic fires.

Chemistry is weird.

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>>1343365
Cici, would you mind drawing out this image I am showing you into the ground?

>>1343365
You mentioned the requirements included the ability to store cargo, and letters would be the only thing light enough to bring on that particular design. It's something that would require either a mage with a high enough amount of internal magic (and nerves of steel) and a magical way to produce a decent amount of thrust while being relatively conservative on mana, or a fuel powered propeller backpack setup that may weigh about a quarter of the weight of the prospective pilot (who would ALSO need nerves of steel).

Just saying, if it was getting a person from here to there, and ignoring the VERY necessary requirements of safety and comfort, it would be much easier to win that prize. As it is, I doubt the harpies would have to worry about flying mages hanging on kites with propellers strapped to their backs.

Although I'd love to see their faces if it happens.

>>1343365
The blue flames are produced by methane pockets.

The production of 'light air' can be done by sending electricity through water to break it apart into its elements; oxygen and hydrogen.

But honestly it would be safer to produce helium.

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“That’s lots of stuff…” Cici murmurs, trying to sift through the mental image of a periodic table the voices are giving her. “An’ I don’t know what most of it is.”

“Fires that don’t go out with water sounds familiar at least,” Melody says. “It tends to be one of the bigger problems with the dwarven impeller aside from the possibility of them just randomly exploding.

“As for ‘methane’, I suppose that might be another word for ‘light air’, but I’ve never heard it called that. And while ‘helium’ might be safer than ‘hydrogen’, I don’t really know how to get either. I ‘do’ know that if you were to give the right mage a challenge and means of beating a harpy at flying, they’d likely take it in a heartbeat.”

“I’m gonna go wake up Danny,” Hannah volunteers.

“I don’t think he’s gonna know much about this stuff either,” Katy mentions.

“But it is still getting kinda late and he’s got a long way home.”

A couple of minutes later, the drowsy wolf-pup is back in the land of the waking, yawning and presumably unaware of the way his tail is idly swishing back and forth as he tries to wipe away the sleep.

“I swear by the gods, I’m breaking her other arm next time, or Rosie’s if I figure out she’s the one behind this.”

“So, what’s going on guys?” he asks.

“We’re talking about flying!” Cici says. “An’ the voices apparently know lots about exploding stuff.”

> Write-in

>>1343556
She means chemical reactions. A lot of which, admittedly, involve large releases of energy.

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>>1343556
Danny, are you going to be ok getting home? It's rather a long run and it is getting late

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“Oh, that s-sounds fun,” he says nervously.

“Hmm? What’s wrong?” Cici asks.

“I just don’t deal so well with heights is all… I, err, I almost got carried off by a hawk once.”

“That must have been a really big bird!”

“Not really. I was, uhm… I was smaller back then…”

“Maybe it wanted to take you on an adventure!”

“Uh, Cici,” Katy interjects. “It was probably trying to eat him.”

“Oh… That’s probably not so good then.”

“Y-yeah…”

“Even then, you shouldn’t be scared of heights,” comes a small voice from off to the side, Bitsy lazily flexing her wings as she munches on a blueberry and lets her legs dangle off the edge of the table.

“You should be scared of birds,” Itsy confirms before taking a bite of strawberry.

“Itsy, Bitsy, what are you two doing here?” Cici asks the miniscule interlopers.

“We were just bored.”

“Super bored.”

“You haven’t come to visit in forever.”

“Mom’s been worried.”

“I’m sorry!” Cici apologizes. “I just had to study for school an’-“

“It’s too late,” Bitsy sighs dramatically, swooning and perhaps unintentionally releasing red berry juice down her chin with a cough. “Our hearts are broken.”

“Super broken,” Itsy echoes as they both slump onto the table in unison.

“Umm, Cici?” Danny prods curiously. “Who or what are those?”

“Are these the pixies?” Melody asks.

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>>1343738

Also, this is adorable. Thanks!

>>1343781
[Spoiler]You're welcome. :)[/spoiler].

>>1343795
Spoiler fail is embarrassing.

>>1343556

Just let the lad stay to sleep.

And honestly Iris should be the one building a flying hard airship.

>>1343781
>Answer Melody in a similarly dramatic fashion to Bitsy, mimicking her.

Also, your writing is adorable.

>>1343781

Can we try to take fairy form? I know is useless but they are all kids and it looks good.

>>1343781
Yep, although I don't know if Bitsy and Itsy know magic. Anyway, we met when our flaming bear kept attacking their hive, and their sister came over to defeat the Baroness in single combat. Their mother helped us out when Iris and her golem friends came up through our basement, so don't be rude.

Also, should we ask the Queen if she would like to speak to the class sometime? I definitely think she'd love to meet Ms. Willow.

>>1343880

They know some magic, thry shot us remember? And wirh how hard it was to take that fairy shape in the first place!

>>1343781
They are the bees, yes, Melody.
And be respectful, they are royalty in their culture.

>>1343850
>>1343888

The voices have been in fairy form for a little while now. It's become progressively easier, and it's often the easiest way to communicate with a room full of people without Cici touching them.

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“Alas, all they are now is memories,” Cici delivers in a halting, yet wonderfully mechanical tone as she remembers one of the sadder stories Mama had read her.

This draws a giggle from the recently deceased, while leaving the rest of the room suitably confused. Thankfully, the voices are quick to offer a full explanation of the situation to those uninitiated.

“So, they really are bee-pixie hybrids?” Melody questions.

“Yeah,” Katy agrees. “They’re bee people.”

“I’m thinking of shortening that to ‘beeple’,” Hannah suggests. “Also, they aren’t dead.”

“Are too…” the departed Itsy croaks.

“Super dead…” the soon-to-be fondly remembered Bitsy agrees.

“That’s too bad,” Cici says. “I was hoping you’d be able to try some of the sweet bread this time…”

And lo, a few minutes later, through the power of snacks, the dead are once more among the living, the bee girls happily munching away as sugar piles up on their cheeks.

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“So, do you think your mom would want to come to class?” Cici asks. “I know she’s busy being queen an’ all, but it could be lots of fun.”

“Maybe eventually,” Itsy says.

“I’m sure she’d like meeting the magic lady, too,” Bitsy agrees.

“Also, we didn’t know any magic till last week,” Itsy explains.

“But then we finally learned some!” Bitsy finishes happily.

“Really?! That’s amazing!” Cici congratulates with a smile.

“Mhm. It was hard.”

“Super hard.”

“But if we work together, we can do anything!”

“What did you learn how to do exactly?” Melody asks with an academic air, getting a strange look back in return.

“Who is she anyway?” Itsy inquires, ignoring the question.

“Yeah. I don’t recognize her. She smells kind of like bat poop though.”

“Ha! Bat poop!”

“Bat ‘guano’ is a very important ingredient in-“

“Guano?”

“Guano means poop, I think.”

“So, it was poop? Eww!”

“Are they always like this?” Melody asks Cici desperately.

“Kinda, but it’s fun!”

“Anyway, we can show you what we learned, Cici, but you have to keep it a secret!”

“Super-secret!”

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>>1344060
Sure, let's see it!

>>1344060
SHO CUTE!

>>1344060
>They learned a dance together that also casts a spell.

>>1344060
Sure. I'm guessing you're keeping it secret so you guys can play tricks on Brienne?

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“Maybe…” Itsy responds mysteriously as to whether their magic was meant to torment their sister.

“Also, cuz Mom says we might blow something up.”

“Wait, what?”

But by then, it’s already too late, the two bee-girls happily turning to each other on the dining room table and placing their palms against one another’s with an audible clap before breaking apart and beginning a rhythmic, sporadic dance. Like mirrors, they reflect each other’s movements, every elegant twirl and nonsensical gyration framing the other’s as a rhythmic series of claps carry the beat and tempo of their performance. And as the seconds tick by, the space between them almost seems to ripple and distort in Cici’s eyes, her awareness of the flow of magic letting her know just how much raw mana they are gathering between them before it finally seems they have enough.

“Alright.”

“Here.”

“We.”

“Go.”

On the last word, their palms touch and their bodies seem to vanish into thin air, slivers of light all that’s left in their wake.

“Gah! Did they blow up?” Cici questions, frantically looking about, hands waving where her friends used to be. “Are you guys okay?”

“Nope. We’re ghosts now,” comes Bitsy’s voice, a half-eaten blueberry rising into the air before having another, tiny bite taken out of it.

“Spooky ghosts,” Itsy amends, her strawberry likewise drifting away under some spectral force.

“So, you’re invisible now?” Melody concludes, poking a finger toward them.

“Uh-uh. We told you!”

“We’re ghosts!”

"Spooky ghosts."

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>>1344253
Impressive, you two. I bet you're going to have lots of fun messing around with your sister this way.

Hey, Melody, has there been any sort of record of people using dance as a medium for casting magic? I've heard of song being used as one, thanks to certain bards, as well as rhyme, but not so much dance.

>>1344253
Welp, guess we gotta make grave stones for them, now that theyre deceased.
Hey, This means there should be an opening for royalty now right? You should apply cici, the queen would probably love such a well behaved protege.

>>1344253
This was adorable. You write these things so well.

>>1344253
Oh, speaking of magic, if you want to know when your mom is coming back, didnt your grandpa give you the elements to make a message sending spell when he was teaching you runes? Maybe we can try doing one of those.

Gotta go to bed thanks for the cute scenes! Nn~

>>1344367

Goodnight anon.

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“I don’t think I’d be good at being bee royalty,” Cici says. “I still can’t even fly in bee form.”

“But you’d make a really good ghost!” Itsy assures her. “As soon as we learn how to do that.”

“Ow!” Bitsy hisses as with a small thump, the salt shaker tips over. “And learn how to see ourselves while we’re invisible.”

“You mean ghosts,” Melody corrects.

“Right!”

“Anyway,” the mage’s apprentice continues. “There have always been lots of magical traditions in the world. People chant with magic words, draw rune circles, or even dance. There are definitely Saareshi tribes that still use dancing as their primary medium of casting. It’s just that here in the kingdom, we realized that it’s easier to learn how to write everything in the same format we use to enchant magic items.

“There’s also the fact that no one really knows how dancing magic works to help form spells. I mean, words both written and spoken were said to have been passed down to mortals when higher life forms took the time to embed images and sounds along with concepts. That’s why Draconic, Giant, Celestial, and Fiendish letters are so common.”

“Hmm? Magic’s easy once you know how to gather it,” Itsy insists, her material form once again appearing on the table.

“You just have to use your imagination,” Bitsy adds, still rubbing her leg as she too becomes visible.

“Maybe it’s that easy for fairies,” Melody concedes, “but humans and elves need a little more time studying, I think.”

“Or you just need to imagine more.”

“Well,” the mage yawns. “I’ll imagine all sorts of things when I finally get to bed, but judging by the sun, it’s about time that I get going home. Do you girls want to walk with me?”

“Sure,” Hannah agrees, giving Cici a hug. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“If I have to,” Katy groans, likewise offering a hug. “You coming with us, Danny?”

“Umm, uh… The voices said I might want to stay here tonight.”

“Sleepovers are fun!” Cici confirms. “And Mama an’ Vivi will probably be home soon!”

“Our Mom can probably help you get home fast, though,” Itsy says.

“Super fast,” her sister agrees.

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>>1344418
First things first, I'm getting worried about your mother, Cici. Did your grandpa teach you a message sending spell? I think we should check up on where she's gone off to.

>>1344418
Stay here, hunker down, and get ready for the night.

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“Grampa didn’t teach me any magic like that,” Cici says, “but I’m sure Mama will be alright. It’s not even dinner time, yet, but are you hungry, Danny?”

“A little,” he admits, “but I can wait.”

“Isn’t your mom going to be super worried if you don’t come home, Danny?” Itsy asks.

“Yeah, our mom would -kill- us,” Bitsy emphasizes.

“Well, Mom knows it’s a long way. She probably won’t mind.”

Cici decides not to read too much further into that. A couple more hours, a couple of simple games played in chalk on the floor, and eventually the specter of the gorgon matriarch appears in the fading sun.

“Mama!” Cici calls excitedly. “Mama! You’re home! The voices an’ me were getting worried!”

“It’s alright, sweetling,” she promises, reaching a hand down to pat her daughter’s head.

Cici can’t help but notice that both the hard and the arm it’s attached to are scored with bruises, not to mention her mother’s face as the shadow covering her front half breaks away.

“Mama! What happened?” Cici asks with a hint of fear. “You’re all hurt!”

“Oh, this?” she asks calmly, seeming just then to catch Danny out of the corner of her eye. “Well, I just had a little unexpected interview is all, and we both ended up being a little reckless.”

“I’ll get the medicine!” Cici insists, and like that, she’s scampering off to the back.

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A few more hours, a few dabs of medicine put on a patient who accepts it with stoic grace, and all is once again well. Meat is roasting on the spit by the time Vivi arrives home, the tired harpy joining the bench so that all three children can slowly salivate while waiting together, full bellies not long behind before a warm bath chases the day’s dirt and aches away.

Cici doesn’t quite understand why Danny has to bathe separately, but Mama seems pretty insistent.

“Wait, you’re telling me you aren’t a girl?” Vivi questions the blushing pup beforehand. “I would have thought with hair like that-“

“I’m a boy!” he objects. “Mom says long hair is a sign of strength!”

Mama puts a pin in that discussion, promptly, and a bit of desert in each of their bellies before brushed teeth and bed comes calling, the wolf cub visibly uncomfortable as he first nestles into bed beside Cici and Vivi, but quickly succumbing to exhaustion as the lights dim at Mama’s command.

“Goodnight Danny,” Cici murmurs sleepily as she tucks herself away into Vivi’s wings.

“G-goodnight, Cici,” he stammers back, at once so comfortable and yet so afraid as Vivi’s eyes give him a stern look through the dark, a clear cautionary against any possible funny business before she’s peacefully snoring away a day’s worth of exhaustion with Cici in her wings.

Danny isn’t long after, the pup drifting away into pleasant, only minorly worrisome dreams.

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>>1344556

And I think that's all I've got for this week. It's been a lot of fun, and I hope you enjoyed yourselves too. Feel free to leave comments, ask questions, etc below.

>>1344560
As always, thanks bananon

>>1344610

You're welcome, anon.

>>1344672

So we are a crazy fairy that talks in several voices and lives inside a magic item? Okay.

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>>1345079

Well, it's more like you are several unique entities, all different people who are able to communicate with Cici through the bracelet. The fairy form is essentially just an upgrade the voices discovered that allows them to shift their consciousness outside of the bracer and speak with other people directly. Otherwise, Cici would have to touch them with the bracer to facilitate communications.

Why a fairy, you may ask. The reason is because a ball is about the most sophisticated form the voices can assume given their often conflicting personalities.

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>>1345256

Heh. Cute. And you never know. With practice, the voices might be able to become more than a shapeless ball with wings.

Right now, they effectively have manifestation (orb with wings), very minor telekinesis (can turn a book page), and short range telepathy.

>>1345079

As for what the voices really are, that's largely up to you guys. Ancient spirits attached to the bracer, otherworldly observers, just you, the players offering input. No one really has the direct authority to correct you as to what you are.

>>1345308
It'd be kind of cool if we're trapped spirits but not fully aware of it, and we're exploring through Cici until we realize our quest. And then we have to guide her to set us free. MUAHAHAHA. Ha..

I said nothing.

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>>1345340

Do you truly want to put that blood on Cici's hands? Releasing the armies of the voices on this mortal plane?

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>>1345430

That was very fast.

>>1345507
^^ Thanks. So when are we waking up today?

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>>1345535

Well, I tend to run Tuesday and Thursday during the weeks. I try to start as early in the afternoon as I can on those days, but sometimes time gets away from me.

If you mean when Cici is waking up, that will probably be on the earlier side. She has to get to class, after all.

>>1345575
I meant both really. Like 'we' as a shorthand for Cici even though we're technically voices, she's still the main.

Okay cool, thanks for the info. ^^

>>1345575
PS I like your OP drawing you did for the quest, very cute.

>>1345628
thats actually a commision from a talented porn artis by the name of LimeBreaker if I remember correctly

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>>1345635

Yes. Sadly, I can't take credit for that one. Rather, it was a commission I got from Limebreaker, as this anon said. He's a good artist, very talented, but it should be said that my requests are much different from those of his normal commission base.

'Unorthodox' may be the best way to describe other stuff he does and it may not be to everyone's taste. I offer that as a slight cautionary before people go googling his tumblr.

Still, he does very good work overall, and I was definitely happy with the opening picture I requested.

>>1344560
>>1337941

Similarly, these are commissions from Larro, and the picture to the side was a Halloween/Birthday gift from PuddOmega.

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>>1345653

Also, here's some other stuff I've gotten from Lime.

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>>1345653

Weird no one stares at Cici's mother chest. Thry must be quite scared of her.

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>>1345770

Lime takes 'artistic liberties' with Cassandra. Mind you, she is large chested, but maybe not so much. It's still enough to gather the occasional off-comment from people who can get past the fact she is a giant snake woman.

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>>1345778
Like Cici's father?

>>1345789

He was a brave man, and about as comically good-natured as Cici. After all, getting tail-whipped on their first meeting wasn't enough to stop him from eventually convincing Cassandra to come with him on the rest of his adventures.

>>1345807
Thanks for sharing all the art. :) This may be the most unpopular thing I could say on 4chan, but rather than having to warn people that he draws porn, you probably should have picked someone who doesn't draw porn. XD

Like a lame adult, I do not approve!

>>1347628

It's an inevitability of artists, both those who work online and off. Adult media is popular and thus sells, which is important if you want to support yourself and spend the amount of time to get really good at your craft.

This isn't true for 100% of people, naturally, but it very frequently is. In the end, I just chose artists close to qst I happened to know, and try to give fair warning before someone goes looking for more adorable Gorgons, and winds up with more than they bargained for.

>>1347997
Well, the thing about it being inevitable for artists isn't true. I am an artist.

In fact, most working artists I know of do not draw porn nor have they ever had to.

But that's okay, I wasn't looking for an argument, I like your quest and your writing is good and cute.

I just more so wanted to express that I upopularly stand against porn and encourage others to do the same. Doesn't mean you have to accept my message.

But I am putting myself out there as saying it.

>>1347997
And yah I appreciate that you do warn people.

>>1349052
>most working artists I know of do not draw porn nor have they ever had to.
Isn't that just artists who have a job at a company or are freelance artists who take commissions from businesses, rather than artists who do not have what is considered to be a legit professional career, but still depend on producing art as a primary means of income?