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As the dawn breaks over the horizon, you take the opportunity to let the memories of the rather wild turn of events in another world wash over you, just as the sunlight washes over your face through the trees of the forest your trekking through.

It has been one day and one night since you were sent on a trip to a magical RPG fantasy land by a most unfortunate encounter with the average Japanese Tractor Trailer Truck. You can’t really complain, since it’s much better than being dead, although your unsure about when your going to wake up from this nightmare and go home to your family. Back home in Japan, you were the feared and respected Eurasian student William “Billy the Bat” Iwo, the strongest delinquent of Rokujo High School District, well known for your signature weapon. After coming here, though greatly confused, you managed to meet some new acquaintances, such as the Guild Hall desk receptionist in the nearby town of Prontia, and the diminutive and childlike so-called adventurer named Charlotte Marchette. She proves to be adept in understanding the strand economic system in this brave new world, but she still can’t seem to get your name right. After felling the lethal nuisance made up of monstrous giant bugs harassing new adventurers, you’ve decided to oblige her request to accompany you on your quest to become strong like you. You are currently heading back to Prontia to recuperate from your injuries to your arms after your victory against the queen of the “Kuukarache” and still need to claim your reward which you had turned in earlier so you can finally have some of this new world currency and avoid becoming poor and homeless. Charlotte, your new companion, has just asked you a question as you currently carry her, her voice ringing with a husky flatness to it.

“Mr. Bato, what is your class? It must be really strong, like you are.”

She looks at you, an expectant glint in her eyes. You have a sinking feeling, having talked about this subject with someone else, realizing you may have come to a misunderstanding. You answer her the only way you know how.

“Banchou.”

“Mr. Bato, What’s a Banchou?”

“A Banchou means being the strongest, an’ there ain’t no class you can take in being a Banchou”

“Whoaa...So cool.” You end up really impressing the girl as her gets a little flustered, contemplating the profound deepness of your declaration and taking your words to heart.

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Previous Thread: >>1883765

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Truck-kun here. Experiencing some serious traffic at the moment while trying to deliver the vehicular blunt-force trauma of another adventurous episode of Delinquent Isekai Quest. Should get back on track soon
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>>1899453
Glad you're running truck
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>>1899453
The devil lives!
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>>1899453

Nice to see you running. I can't wait to get started.
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>>1899453
Strike at his throat!

Hey Trick, good to see you again man.
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>>1899453

The girl takes a little card-looking thing out after getting over her praise of you. It has a tiny gem in it. Hers is a white color.

"This is my Adventurer's ID. I'm still at the starting rank, but I think I'm going to rank up soon after we beat that monster."

What the fuck? This overly organized system is retarded. It kind of reminds you of home.

You begin read some of her stats

"Rogu Typu Classu: TradoSmissu"

Charlotte watches intently with a little smile, clearly enjoying your accent. You can tell there's some magic fuckery about this ID thing.

__________________________________

>Charlotte's Stats:

NAME: CHARLOTTE MARCHESS DU LAFRA
CLASS TYPE: ROGUE
- SUBTYPE:TRADESMITH
HP: 20 (B)
STATUS: NORMAL
AGE: 16
HOME: LAFRA
HT: 4'8”
WT: 130lbs

PER: 18 (A)
INT: 16 (B-)
WIS: 15 (C+)
CHA: 15 (C+)
END: 14 (C+)
STR: 14 (C+)
DEX: 6 (E)

Briefly looking over the data on the card you form a few first impression, although your intuition feels like something might be missing here. Not that you care, it’s hard to read this tiny ass card without using your own hands to hold it.
First of all, her physical stats irritate you, that is not a good BMI at all. The fact that it's on you feels super fucking intrusive

Secondly, why in the fuck is she the same age as you. Going by her body, she looks about 6 years younger going by her body. Goddamned fantasy land.

Finally, her numbered stats seem relatively balanced, but pretty low. Your unsure what your supposed to measure it to, or the significance of the letters and shit.

Shit. This stuff seems complicated, you'll have to ask Henrietta about it at the Guild Hall

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Looking ahead the sun is on the horizon as you manage to finally find the clearing to the forest. Thank god. As you look past the entrance, you see some torchlight and the gleam of armor, you have some company, it seems.

Approaching warily, you are greeted by several knight-types, with shiny armor and some of them mounted on horses. The one with the shiniest armor approaches and issues a command, the tinny echo form within their helmet makes your ears tingle

"Hold, sir. Identify yourself."

Fuck. Not this shit again.

The knight addressing you is a little less than a head shorter than you, a little above average height for a man. Their armor gleams with polish, and they were a greatcoat with some kind of arms symbol on it. These are definitely some kind of nobles. This one speaks with great bravado and dignity.

You are beat to shit, and have a little girl as an accessory on you right now. You really regret letting the little twerp dress your arms like this, looking like two useless bandage flippers. Your violent nature inside wishes the knight had no helmet, so you could at least bite their ear off. This asshole better not be lookin' down on you.

The full-plate guy is waiting for an answer.

>Let the Charlotte do the talking
>Square up to this fool
>Write in
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>>1899793
>Let the Charlotte do the talking
She needs to do some work
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>Delinquent Traits 1.0.1
>Theses are the character traits that make you who you are, and with them comes both benefits and drawbacks that are befitting of your brash, troublemaking personality.

>1. Your traits are kept track of through points, a Trait Score, which will rise and fall as you chose your options. Such traits unlock special dialogue prompts that are unique to you. Often times it is a high-risk, high reward option that requires a roll for success and other times a bonus just for mantaining it. The modified prompts is not necessarily beneficial or harmful, simply the embodiment of a trait.
>2. Successful rolls will give great benefits in the story, while failures might complicate things. Regardless of success or failure, choosing the modified prompt will cause a gain in points dependent on the situation (+3 or greater), while choosing not to use the prompt given will result in a loss of points (-2).
>3. You may use your points to modify your “Write in” responses with your traits, which will give bonuses to the results if the response is appropriate to those traits, at the cost of (-2) points.
>4. You may modifiy a response with more than one trait if appropriate for increased chances, and I encourage “Write in” responses, awarding particularly good responses by potentially refunding points spent. You lose this ability for a particular trait if you have a Trait Score of 2 or less.
>5. Higher Trait Scores increase the likelyhood of modified prompts appearing. Lower scores do the opposite. The relative difference in numbers has some affect towards which type of modified prompt is given.
>6. Spend your points carefully, and try to find a balance, for once a trait score hits 0, your ability to take advantage of that trait is gone forever, having “gone soft.” I will make sure you are aware of the Trait Score values at all times as well as clarify any questions and feedback if necessary.
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>>1899832

>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 15
>Manly: 27
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 13

>Clever: Though others might believe you to be a tactless brute, you have shown yourself to be quite cunning. You are well known for your keen sharpness as well as witty banter. At best, you are good choosing your words, and at worst, a sharp tongue and a penchant for foul language and vulgar insults. You are predisposed to get the last cutting words in after feeling insulted. Good for when you need to get into somebody’s head, or coming up with an innovative idea.

>Manly: Though your demeanor can be quite serious and your attitude unpleasant, your well built, dark, grisled features are the epitome of masculinity. Girls like it and other guys respect it. At best you are a cool and attractive manly man. At your worst, others see you as chauvinistic insensitive douche-bag. Your manly ways would be considered reckless by many. Handy when talking to to the opposite sex, or when the time comes to step up as an example of a real man.

>Fight'n Spirit: Whether due to an abnormally thick skull, or your undying will, you refuse to take shit from anyone, and don't go down easily in a fight. This makes you harder and gives you the energy to keep up a a frightening level of stamina and endurance, and you have a very aggressive attitude to show for it. You enjoy fighting quite a bit, and you are always ready for a good scrap, even if it’s entirely inappropriate. Best used to show enthusiasm, or in a fight.

>Code: Honest Man
One thing you absolutely won't tolerate is dishonesty. Liars are weak and cowardly, and you are far stronger. Not only do you refuse to tell a lie, but you also believe in being fair handed, and you never fight dirty, or resort to underhanded tactics. It just isn't you. It doesn’t mean your always gonna give your life’s story to some stranger. if they ask you. People see you as an earnest person, but sometimes not telling the truth can be tempting in situations where being honest can seriously hurt you. Useful on those who might appreciate the truth.
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>>1899793
[Manly] [Honest] A man who is tired as fuck cause he just cleaned up your fucking bug problem. My name is Billy the Bat so move the fuck out of the way so I can get some rest asshole.
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>>1899814
2nd
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>>1899692
>>1899684
>>1899663
>>1899602
>>1899793
>>1899814


I'm finally ready to roll boys. I'll try to be quick to make up for lost time. I promise I won't bail on you guys, but life has ways of making me late.
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>>1899889
>>1899883
>>1899814
>>1899793

You acknowledge your little friend your carrying, so that maybe she can start pulling her damn weight, and get off her fluffy fucking buns.

Charlotte is quick to nod and drop down Answering for the both of you. She looks back to you for reassurance.

"...And so me and Mr. Bato killed the Kuukarache Queen, so now we're headed back to get some rest. He's really hurt and needs some medical attention from the injuries he got."

"Mr. Bato, huh?"

The tone of their voice is heavily warped by the helm, but the knight makes his intent clear. You start to shake a little at the content of the question.

"You wouldn't happen to be Bieri sa Bato Iwo, would you?"

Your companion realizes what's going on quickly, atttempting to reason

"Mr. Bato can get kinda weird when people say his name a certain wa-

"I'm talking to your friend , Miss Marchette, he has a mouth, doesn't he?"

FFFFFFFFF.........!!!!!!!!!

>[Fighting Spirit] SHIIII'NEEEE!!!!!!!
>....UUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!
>Need to...calm down...
>Write in

______________________________

>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 15
>Manly: 27
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 13

>Trait Write In: (-2)
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>>1899978
>....UUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!
Poor Billy
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>>1899978
>Need to...calm down...

It's not manly to lose control of our self so easily
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>>1899978
>Need to...calm down...
Calm down. Correct his pronunciation. Billy. The. Bat. And when he inevitably gets it wrong again, we can correct it via force.
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>>1900031
>>1900048

Someone got your name wrong...The only other person you told was...

Your warrior's spirit is boiling your blood after feeling insulted. What is wrong with these people?

Roll 1d100 to calm the fuck down.
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Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>1900061
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Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>1900061
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Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>1900061
>>1900072
Oh.....
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>>1900072
So much for being calm
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>>1900072
I wanna see how this goes
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Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>1900061
>>1900072
>>1900075

Oh boy.
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>>1900099
>Trip dubs
>99

Now I REALLY hope this roll counts.
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Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>1899978
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>>1900106
Perhaps paralyzed by pure hate, followed by going stone cold?
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>>1900125
Sounds good to me, but I'm not sure if it's best of three or best of five.
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>>1900145
I tend to find best of three to work out the best, Five quest seem like nothing negative ever happens and it can honestly be really lame at times. I'm not saying i want bad things to happen i just want to feel like i'm going through a challenge.
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>>1900072
>>1900064
>>1900075
>>1900076
>>1900106
>>1900099
>>1900088
>>1900120
>>1900125
>>1900145

You attempt to calm yourself down, your body is exhausted since you haven't slept for almost a whole day, your head hurts because your so hungry right now, and your arms are fucked up.

You attempt to convey this into words but all that comes out is a terrible cry of pure wrath.

Charlotte quickly crouches into a fetal-like position, she isn't about to stand in your way right now, hands over her head, she can't even look at you, she's frightened.

All the knights take 2 steps to back the fuck up, all except for that one arrogant motherfucker interrogating you. This person manages to piss you off on the first encounter even more than that bitch at school - Fucking Kurosaki-san.

You can't control yourself after thinking about it, you can feel the foam come out of your mouth.

In a fit of blind rage, everything goes red, and you charge directly at the knight who blocks your path. If his compatriots attempted to stop you, they couldn't. If the guy who ticked you off attempted to do something, they were completely unprepared.

Everything goes completely black as you charge headfirst into this armored asshole in the most awesome body check you've ever done.

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"Mr. Bato, please wake up."

Your little Charlotte is trying to stir you again. You've woken up in a quaint little room, laying in the only bed, completely unawares of what happened, earlier.

"Mr. Bato" Charlotte says in a scolding tone as you show her your awake. She has a serious tone about her.

"I think your the best ever, but your in big trouble now"

You're faint from not eating for so long and your head hurts like a motherfucker.

Now what, genius?
>You can tell me over breakfast
>What's going on?
>Write in

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>+1 Fightin Spirit

>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 15
>Manly: 27
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 14 (+1)

>Trait Write In: (-2)
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>>1900106
I did indeed check those dubs. Could have definitely been worse.
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>>1900189
>You can tell me over breakfast
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>>1900189
>>You can tell me over breakfast
Make sure she eats something healthy. No way in hell are we gonna be carrying her forever.
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>>1900189
>Write in: Just tell me this. Have i managed to knock out the smug of that fuckers face?
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>>1900189
>>You can tell me over breakfast
Something healthy for her. She needs to work off some weight. She can be a fat tradesmith when she makes it
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>>1900189
>You can tell me over breakfast
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>>1900189
>>1900215
>>1900216
>>1900220
>You can tell me over breakfast
>Write in: Just tell me this. Have i managed to knock out the smug of that fuckers face?

You feel like shit, your head hurts from hunger and pain, you could really use some food.

>Write in:. Have i managed to knock out the smug of that fuckers face?

Oh, the Knight of the Order you you assaulted? Well...I couldn't see Captain Blackwell's expression because of the helmet, but I've never seen someone's body travel so far after being tackled.

Assaulted? You can already tell this is going to end badly.

Opening your mouth to inquire further, there is a low rumbling that cuts you off. It's not your stomach that rumbles, but Charlotte's. You change what you're about to say. She rubs her tummy, a little embarrased.

"You can tell me over breakfast."

"Mhmm"

She agrees and takes you by the hand, which isn't in a big cast anymore, thankfully. Your arms still feel a bit...numb, but you have no problem moving them. Charlotte guides you out to the corridor and down some steps, now your back in the lobby of the Guild Hall.

You don't see the receptionist at the desk at the moment, that's a shame. You really need to confirm something.

Charlotte is guiding you to the tavern food court, you find it rather fancy.

>Look for Henrietta, it's important
>Eat with Charlotte, it's important
>Write in

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>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 15
>Manly: 27
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 14

>Trait Write In: (-2)
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>>1900294
Eat. Can't work on an empty stomach.

Welcome back Truck-kun
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>>1900294
>>Eat with Charlotte, it's important
Better make that shit healthy. I'm out for the night I hope you guys are blessed with good rolls and badass brawls.
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>>1900294
>>Eat with Charlotte, it's important
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>>1900294
>Eat Henrietta , it's important
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>>1900294
>Eat with Charlotte, it's important

Henrietta can wait, breakfast cannot.
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>>1900294
>>1900303
>>1900304
>>1900345
>>1900361
>>1900424

You feel like your gonna die if you don't get something to eat. You let Charlotte lead you to the food court.

"This is my favorite place to eat at, It's super cheap."

She hums a little as she take you to a buffet kind of area. She pays for the both of you. One fee for all the food you can eat is a pretty good deal, just as your companion says. You notice the attendants for the food have a look apprehensive as you enter with your little friend. Fuck them, but you're to hungry for this shit. Time to chow down.

Entering the buffet, notice that the foods are generally the same as home and you shy away from some of the funnier looking stuff. You grab some eggs, a little bit of rice, some veggies, and all the other essentials in balance to a healthy body. At least here you can eat better than at home. Charlotte seems to be taking her time, so you sit down without her.

"Itadakimasu."

Your able to dig in an enjoy a hearty meal. Your about halfway through yours when Charlotte comes back.

"Oh, I found you, Mr. Bato."

Holy. Fuckin. Shit.

A large stack of pancakes as it blocks the girl holding them. It's about a foot high of those pancakes they make at home for shits and giggles, the giant ones. She sits down across from you, pancake tower still blocking her from view. She slathers them in syrup before proceeding to start consuming them.

You struggle to understand what the fuck is going as she begins to eat the huge breakfast.

The little girl ends up shoving entire pancakes into her mouth at once before chewing and swallowing, gulping down the massive piece of cooked batter in a single go, cheeks bulging massively. As she gobbles her food up, she dumps more syrup on every new layer of pancake to moisten it up with pure sugar, before plopping it into her hungry maw. You don't understand if this massive binging is due to pure frugality, or something far more sinister It only takes a few minutes before the huge stack is disappeared. You are about to feel relief, not having to witness her eat anymore. But...

Before you have a chance to register what the fuck is going on, she's back with another stack of pancakes for round 2.

This gluttonous display goes on for a long while, this little girl ends up wolfing down, no-INHALING-massive amounts of battery goodness before finally stopping, at the 7th course. After finishing, she simply licks up what was left right off the plate as well as her chubby little hands and leans back rubbing her tummy. You don't understand where she put it all, only having a somewhat rounder stomach. She lets out a big sigh, having satisfied the beast within. She loosens her belt of her overalls a few notches.

"Hufff~...It's not often I get to go all out without spending lots of money, Isn't this place great? Mr. Bato?.

...

You drop the forkful you had in your hand halfway to your mouth, staring dumbfounded.

"Are you gonna finish that?"

Cont. (1/2)
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>>1900558
So we have wrath and gluttony, it seems. When are we going to collect the other five?
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>>1900558

Fuck.

Never have you seen in your life a more incredible display of gorging, in all your damned years.

Your try to make sense of it, but it's such a crazy thing to behold. It certainly doesn't entertain you, since you've lived a fairly healthy lifestyle.

You try to recollect yourself. You seriously need to put this girl on some kind of diet, you think.

>[Clever] You aren't completely human, are you?
>We need to talk about your eating habits. Right. Now.
>You'll allow this to be her "last supper" and overlook it, you need to know what the fuck is going on and why your in trouble
>Write in

_______________________________

>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 15
>Manly: 27
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 14

>Trait Write In: (-2)

sorry I took so long to write. I got a kick out of it
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>>1900611
The guild secretary is definetly lust. Because she is full of lust for us.
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>>1900618
>[Clever] You aren't completely human, are you?
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>>1900622
>>1900611

I don't think I'm giving anything away, so I'll say that the way the story is going, pride is next
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>>1900618
>>[Clever] You aren't completely human, are you?
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>>1900618
>>[Clever] You aren't completely human, are you?
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>>1900618
>>1900656
>>1900628
>>1900656
>>1900687

>Clever +5

>[Clever] You aren't completely human are you?

It all makes sense now, her odd appearance, that horrible...thing she just did. This is what was in the back of your mind when looking at her little ID card. She isn't human, or at least not fully.

"You aren't completely human are you?"

She jumps up in her seat from her lax, belly nuturing position, a little worried by your question.

"D-didn't you know already? You have to keep your voice down about that...It would be bad for me..."

>"Elaborate"
>"We'll talk about this later, We need to focus on the task at hand."
>Write in

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>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 20 (+5)
>Manly: 27
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 14

>Trait Write In: (-2)
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>>1900709
>>"We'll talk about this later, We need to focus on the task at hand."
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>>1900709
>>"We'll talk about this later, We need to focus on the task at hand."
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>>1900709
Talk later. There's a time and place for everything.
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>>1900709
>"We'll talk about this later, We need to focus on the task at hand."

>Write in: You said something about me being in trouble. Also don't tell me the fucker i knocked out stole our loot? Did he grab all the credit for our killing?
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>>1900709
>"We'll talk about this later, We need to focus on the task at hand."

>Write in: You said something about me being in trouble. Also don't tell me the fucker i knocked out stole our loot? Did he grab all the credit for our killing?
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>>1900709
Didn't you say we'd get a pic of Charlotte this thread?
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>>1900709
>>1900719
>>1900722
>>1900723
>>1900739
>>1900829
>"We'll talk about this later, We need to focus on the task at hand."
>Write in: You said something about me being in trouble. Also don't tell me the fucker i knocked out stole our loot? Did he grab all the credit for our killing?

"Enough of this, tell me what's going on, before I get physically ill."

Charlotte has a morose look on her face, seemingly very insecure by pointing such a sensitive topic, looks around before. She runs around the long tavern table, much unlike someone who just ate their weight in batter an syrup, and plops her soft bum right in your lap, and wraps your arms around her. We're going to have a talk about this shit too, you don't want any of the fuckers around you getting the wrong idea. She carefully explains what's going on. Whatever this is, it's big.

"You said something about me being in trouble. Also don't tell me the fucker I knocked the fuck out stole our loot? Did he grab all the credit for our killing?"

"Mmm-mmm" She shakes her head before continuing.

"The guy you attacked was Captain Blackwell, an knight of Order of the Silver Crown, a monarchical Ordo. The are often called from their home by the Guilds to do all sorts of difficult tasks, such as controlling monsters. There's a lot of politics behind what they do, but...well the next stop for the group we met was in the forest, after the Kuukarache break out."

She munches on what's left of your breakfast as she continues. God Dammit.

"...The other reason they came out was to get you, they wanted to issue an infraction....right....here..."

She pulls a fancy looking piece of parchment off of her person. It has red ink over it. You read it. Today has started off pretty shitty already

"Disturbing the peace, What the fuck is this shit?"

"Mr. Bato, you were super loud the other night, the whole south end of Prontia heard you yelling. And when you charged Captain Blackwell, the Ordo and the one who commands it had you charged with all sorts of bad stuff, Assault, Battery, Treason against the Silver Crown. The Order you offended is respected here. Prontia won't be happy with this at all.

You don't give a single fuck about anything about this to be honest, you're more concerned with how this effects you, which it certainly shall.

"You've been requested to appear for trial, everything is against you."

"Why am I not in fucking jail then"

"I paid for your bail, your injuries were to great to leave you in that yucky cell. You've been asleep for a whole day since then."

She tries to make a bad situation a little better.

"Captain Blackwell is still recovering from the injury, they aren't going to have the trial without him. A little less than a week."

Son of a bitch. This is going to be discipline committee all over again.

>What do you recommend I do?
>I want to meet with this Blackwell, maybe I can get them to drop the charges?
>Is there someone I can get to represent me?
>Write in
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>>1900896
I think his exact words were that he would try to get one.
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>>1900913
>Is there someone I can get to represent me?

Where's Phoenix Wright when you need him?
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>>1900913
Meet this motherfucker. We know what we're going to do, we're either going to talk some sense into him or beat it into him. Some gall this guy has, being all uppity after we literally killed a Insect Queen ourselves and suffered all those injuries.
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>>1900913
>At the least I want my reward for killin those fukin bugs for those fucks.
>>What do you recommend I do?
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>>1900896
>>1900920

I did say I'd try brosephs, I really did for
aim for today, but I didn't have enough time to finish anything yet. I'll definitely get something soon. I want to have a few characters sketched up soon. Don't lose faith in this silly old truck. I will deliver.
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>>1900913
>Is there someone I can get to represent me?
>I want to meet with this Blackwell, maybe I can get them to drop the charges?
>Write in: Fucking hell what a pain. Also you mentioned a fucker that is the one who commands the order. Who is this? Must be someone with a huge stick up their butt. Also do i REALLY need to go? Can't we just get the fuck out of town?
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>>1900932
And after being all injured we putted him in a hospital bed for a week. Maybe we should upgrade his status from a hospital bed to a coffin.
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>>1900937
She paid our bond, it wouldn't be manly or honest to skip
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>>1900976
Shit you are right. Also guess we will need to pay for it. Hopefully the guild will pay big for killing a roach queen.
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>>1900913
>>What do you recommend I do?
>>Is there someone I can get to represent me?
>>Write in
Alright, Blackwell likely wants to discredit me. Since I have seen that I can read your country's language, can I get access to books on the law? I would like to try and figure out EXACTLY what the legal circumstance of this trial will be.
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>>1900989
>He's a deliquent from another world
>but he's smart enough to know the basic of law but to hot headed to give a shit about it
>now he must use his cleverness to avoid to be put in jail and become
>The Fantasy Lawyer
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>>1901019
>you think I'm still goin' to school because I'm forced too?! Fuck no, I'm getting a damn law degree!
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>>1900943
>>1900937
>>1900933
>>1900932
>>1900928
>>1900913
>>1900976
>>1900983
>>1900989
While you are confident that you could learn the common laws of this land, the slimy, underhanded aspects of being in a court system are really not your forte. You need someone to represent you in court if your going to have a chance.

>"Is there someone I can get to represent me?"

Charlotte thinks about it. This does not reassure you at all.

Well, there aren't many law types that would want to represent you, to be honest. You could try the Collegiate on the outskirts of Prontia...Or you can have...me!

She punctuates the end of that by wiggling her butt on your lap and closing her eyes sticking out her tongue while smiling cutely.

Oh god. You throw up in your mouth a little from the thought of that last part.

">What do you recommend I do?"

"Well you could skip town, but I wouldn't expect that from you...Oh I know, you could maybe do some more good things around Prontia to build up your PR. Maybe somebody will help you after hearing of your deeds. You have a week and you already killed that Kuukarache Queen.
You could also take a look at the laws around here, maybe you can find a loophole?"

You really want to give that asshole Blackwell a piece of your mind

>"I want to meet with this Blackwell, maybe I can get them to drop the charges?"

"You better control yourself this time Mister, you could really make this worse for yourself if you get into another scuffle again. I'm actually not sure where Captain Blackwell is. All I know is that the forest is still getting cleared out, there's still many more Kuukarach alive."

You remember that you also have to collect your bounty. You'll do it on the way out. Either way, you need some gear to prepare for this shit.

Now what?
> Go to the Collegiate
>You? Represent me? Are you fucking serious?
>Find Blackwell
>Quest for your honor
>Write in

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>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 20 (+5)
>Manly: 27
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 14

>Trait Write In: (-2)

1 hour warning
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>>1901054
>You? Represent me? Are you fucking serious?
>Write in: acquire our reward and look for gear

Then

>Quest for your honor
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>>1901054
>First, get paid, the have Charlotte help equip us
Followed by
>Quest for your honor
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>>1901054
Reward/gear then honor
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Also she is starting to look even more like a half-goblin or a half-imp
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>>1901064
This.
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>>1901054
>>1901067
This.
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>>1901067
this
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>>1901054
>>1901064
This, plus see about acquiring a law book just in case.
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I would like to also point out:
> Go to the Collegiate
>Collegiate
>College

Fuck that noise
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>>1901054
Supporting these two:
>>1901064
>>1901076
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>>1901054
>>1901064
>>1901067
>>1901069
>>1901071
>>1901072
>>1901074
>>1901076

>You? Represent me? Are you fucking serious?
Charlotte is your biggest fan-girl, she'd probably go to extreme lengths to make sure you fight the good fight in court, judging by her intelligence score being decent, you aren't completely lacking in faith.

>Quest for your honor
In the face of all this legal adversity, you have only one thing to say: Fuck that shit. You'd rather prove you aren't a completely malicious entity by gaining the respect of the people. You did something similar at school and they don't fuck with you for it.

>Write in: acquire our reward and look for gear

"Charlotte, I want you to represent me."

"You can count on me. I already know all the laws in regards to trade, criminal laws should be a piece of cake."

You ignore the way she licks her chops after saying that last part. Your already too stressed out for that. You'll have to get the both of you some law books.

"We are going to quest for my honor, if what you said is true, the people might see me differently."

"Mmm-hmm." Your partner agrees.

That about settles it, your going to have to gear up first and then save the day, somehow. To do that, you need some dosh, you can't keep relying on your adorable little moneybag like this.

You walk up to the Guild Hall front desk nearby and Charlotte follows, a hand her tummy as she jostles the obscene feast inside her.

Henrietta is back in her position it seems, As you approach she calls out to you.

"Bierri, your okay? I was worried about you."

ASDF@#H#$G#$FC!!!!!! You knew it. They must have spoken to her about your whereabouts the other night for that infraction. She's the only other person who knows your name. At this point, it's just better to ignore it for now. You really don't want a repeat of that time right now, despite your frustration. Your going to have a class on correct pronunciation for both of these girls later.

You take the time to explain the situation to Henrietta, and she gives you some instruction

"That's terrible. I hope I could could be of assistance, I didn't mean to sell you out on that infraction. Honest. If you head to the armament store down the street, I'll take the time to get some quests that might help you. They won't be pretty, though."

That's fine, the worse the better at this point. But if your going to take a quest like this, you need a weapon. A big one.

"Charlotte, time to go"

"IKU ZO!"

Her imitation is as flattering as it is annoying.

The two of you waste no time heading to the weapon shop. It must get good business, because it's much larger than you thought it would be. You see all kinds of pointy things.

Roll 1d10 for inventory, I'll take the first roll.
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Rolled 4 (1d10)

>>1901196
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Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>1901196
Only the first roll?
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>>1901196
>>1901200
Looking around, there are many blades, swords, armors and the like, but honestly, the selection is mediocre, going by your preferences. Where the fuck are the clubs?

You see a rather thin gentleman, who is very well dressed, he's currently wiping down some of the wares, just outside of the counter.

"Yo, you got any bludgeoning weapons?"

Hearing you, he move himself behind the counter and beckons you over.

"Good morning sir, what was it you wanted? Something blunt perhaps?"

He goes through the options, you have the option of a Maul, a Mace, or some Gauntlets. They aren't bad, but not exactly your preferred weapon. The guy says they don't carry clubs because "They're too primitive" and, "a hammer does the same job with more elegance." What a damn pansy.

You ponder things a little, you prefer a bat, but on the otherhand, you could always go with the backup, the biggest, most intimidating looking thing you can pick up. Fear can be a great weapon. Your philosophy is that the greatest weapon you can have is the one that you don't even need to hit with, just show it off. at least for now.

Charlotte studies you closely.

Decisions, Decisions.

>Maul
>Mace
>Gauntlets
>"I want the scariest, most dangerous looking thing you got"
>Write in

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>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 20 (+5)
>Manly: 27
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 14

>Trait Write In: (-2)

Help me finish this, boys
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>>1901248
>Maul
>Write in: Go to a fucking smith. They do have those in.this shitty town right? Place a order.
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>>1901248
>there ain't nothin' in this trash shop worth gettin'.

If we absolutely have to, pick up something cheap but useable until we find something better.
See if there's somewhere else, Smith's a good idea.
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>>1901248
>>Gauntlets
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>>1901248
>>1901252
>>1901259
>Write in: Go to a fucking smith. They do have those in.this shitty town right? Place a order.
>There ain't nothin' in this trash shop worth gettin'.

You try to come to a decision, but they are all equally trash options. Your nickname name is "Billy the Bat" for a goddamn reason, you use a fucking bat!

">There ain't nothin' in this trash shop worth gettin' fer me. Fuck this shit, I'm out"

"Well then good day sir!"

The old man seems a little miffed by your language. Whatever.

Walking out into the bustling streets, you make a vow to yourself. you are gonna get a weapon that is becoming of you, not matter the cost. You walk out into the street.

There are still many obstacles in your path. Charlotte squeezes your hand and looks into your eyes, a little worried. You know that despite the trial coming up in a few days, you'll be ready. But first your need to go find the fucking smithy.

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Like always, thanks for participating everyone, I'll be back on at 2:00PM at EST, although I'll probably end earlier.

sorry about the slow start, tomorrow will better
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>>1901307
Thanks for the run see you tomorrow.
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>>1901307
+1 Clever

You had a pretty good idea after failing to find an implement worthy of your talents. These medieval world have some kinda Blacksmith...right?

"Do you know where the Smithy is?"

"Mmhmm Mmhmm" She nods and continues to pull you firmly by the hand. If you weren't so desperate right now, you would very much slap her hand off. You don't like the way people are looking at you. It's not too far from the Armament shop, being only a couple of blocks away. Makes sense.

When you roll up to a plain looking building with smoke puffing out the top, you can tell this is the place. It's a pretty large forge, there must be more than one smith in there. As you approach the front steps, you notice a muscular, middle aged man wearing a large, heavy apron, he is flanked by two guys in armor - different from the shitheads from the other night. Good.

Walking up to the entrance of the establishment, the three men notice your approach, and he addresses you, with relatively warm enthusiasm. and the guard he was speaking to you steps back to give you some talking space. At least you found some guys with manners around here.

"Hey guy, welcome to Rudolf's Ironworks. Lookin' for a job?"

>I'm looking to make a commission
>Tell me more about the position
>Why is this place so heavily guarded. Isn't that weird for a Smithy?
>Write In

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>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 21 (+1)
>Manly: 27
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 14

>Trait Write In: (-2)


Welcome back everybody

Have a chance to work on muh art stuff finally. Currently moving to a quiet location first
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>>1902283
Lookin to make a commission, cut right to the chase no time for bullshit.
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>>1902283
>>I'm looking to make a commission
Need a Kanabo
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>>1902283
>I'm looking to make a commission
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Glad to see you running already Truck.
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>>1902294
Fuck yeah! I guess he wouldn't know what it is but fortunantly that is quite simple to make.
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>>1902283
>>I'm looking to make a commission
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>>1902283
>I'm looking to make a commission
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>>1902320
Gonna be a hell of a lot of steel. Wait do we still have that leg? We can just upgrade that shit
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>>1902320
Maybe a smaller one, like the size of a bat
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>>1902283
>>1902286
>>1902294
>>1902307
>>1902344
>>1902350
>I'm looking to make a commission

Charlotte give you a slightly nervous look. One of guilt.

There is an awkward silence as the middle aged man turns to his armored friend. Thy proceed to have a hearty chuckle together.

“You must be new here, pal. None of the smithys in Prontia have done individual commissions in years. You’d be better off heading a few blocks the other way. You can get something from the Armament Store”

“And why is that?” You grit your teeth, beginning to lose your patience already.

“We only service the most affluent parties in Prontia, such as the Order of the Silver Crown, Morrcock Construction, and the Prontia High Council - Our government of course. The merchant branch gets the weapons in the shop of course.

Are you fucking kidding me? To think even after confining that asshole to a bed and charging you with aggrevated assault, that bastard Blackwell manages to cuckold you out of important shit. Shit!

Charlotte hugs your leg in an attempt to clam you even a bit, she’s got a good idea now about when your ready to lose your cool. You have mixed feelings about her getting so touchy.

You try to plan out your next course of action accordingly, but everything has a downside.

>[Intimidate]
>Just go back and grab a weapon from the shop, you have no time to lose clearing your character.
>Fuck this shit, my fists are all I need until I find the perfect tool. Time to go quest.
>Write In

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>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 21 (+1)
>Manly: 27
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 14

Background: Banchou
>Strongest:
>Bonus to Strength checks
>Bonus to Intimidate - Can always Intimidate

>Trait Write In: (-2)

I should have been putting this down for you guys earlier, my bad. You can always Intimidate as an option
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>>1902375
>>1902377
I don't mind. Besidea a baseball sized 9ne would be better to use in close quarters. Although you might want to admit it would look pretty dope to carry that thing around town.
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>>1902378
>Write in
Talk about how you managed to kill Queen Bug Bitch with nothing but your bare hands and the shitty legs from the smaller ones, and a man of your caliber demands a suitable weapon.
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>>1902378
>Just go back and grab a weapon from the shop, you have no time to lose clearing your character.

Ask if we can get a flanged mace. Closest thing to a club he's probably got. Will pay double, because he's probably going to be offended from earlier, and just going in there with our fists is foolish.
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>>1902378
>[Intimidate]
Tell them to fuck off

>>1902387
Support
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>>1902378
>Write In: Alright so you don't do comissions. Then can i ask a thing for you? *pull him away from the armored guy and whisper to him* So how much will cost for you to make one then? look i know how it work you don't need to say you are doing to me you are a smith you can always make some weapons to show off your skill. Besides don't tell me that you don't see the shops selling your stuff for much bigger price then the one you give then. So i ask you how much would it cost in iron your work and a adtional sum?

talk money he's a smith but he's also a merchant.
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>>1902396
Support
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>>1902378
>>[Intimidate]
We ain't going anywhere without a fucking bat
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>>1902403
>>1902392
Although intimitadion is good we kinda want to make the people like us so they can witness in our favor.
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>>1902406
>we kinda want to make the people like us
Literally out of character, but we could pass that as clever for the upcoming trial
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>>1902411
I know it's out of character. But that's why i'm saying we are only doing this to pass the trial.
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>>1902378
>>1902386
>>1902387
>>1902392
>>1902396
>>1902401
>>1902403
Going to write

we'll start with
>Write In: Alright so you don't do commissions. Then can i ask a thing for you? *pull him away from the armored guy and whisper to him* So how much will cost for you to make one then? look i know how it work you don't need to say you are doing to me you are a smith you can always make some weapons to show off your skill. Besides don't tell me that you don't see the shops selling your stuff for much bigger price then the one you give then. So i ask you how much would it cost in iron your work and a additional sum?

Pretty Clever. +3 Clever

Roll 1d100 for success, I'll take the first roll
Charlotte give you a bonus on this

And then potentially falling back on
>Just go back and grab a weapon from the shop, you have no time to lose clearing your character.

We'll have to see the result.

Going to be about 30 minutes lads, I have to move around again
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Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>1902447
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Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>1902447
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Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>1902447
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Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>1902447
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>>1902447
Why are you only taking the first roll?
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>>1902457
>>1902451
Let's hope Charlotte can give us a high bonus.
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>>1902466
LOL it honestly didn't matter my friend, we got fucked.
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>>1902495
I know, I'm not complaining persay, I'm just wondering why he's been only taking first roll for a few things.
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>>1902499
I've seen people do this before when the roll itself is meant to be exceptionally difficult on purpose. Seeing as how we are disliked by almost everyone I don't necessarily feel all that bad with one roll.
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Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>1902447
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At this point, it might just be better to find some scrap or go hunting for materials to make our own fucking weapon at this point. Real men make their own tools.
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>>1902532
Guess the best will be going to the forest grab a big piece of wood and carve it with a knife to make a bat.

>inb4 we find a magical wood that is as hard as iron
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>>1902537
Yup guess that will be the next step.
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>>1902542
>we find a magical wood that is as hard as iron
I bet the elves did this.
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>>1902547
Don't care if the elves did it it will be ours. That is if we find it.
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OH SHIT I was still in last thread and wondering why there were no updates, nice to see you Truck
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>>1902670
Btw did you archive last thread ?
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>>1902447
>>1902451
>>1902466
>>1902469
>>1902495
>>1902499
>>1902532
>>1902534
>>1902537
>>1902545
>>1902547
>>1902558

>Write In: Alright so you don't do commissions. Then can i ask a thing for you? *pull him away from the armored guy and whisper to him* So how much will cost for you to make one then? look i know how it work you don't need to say you are doing to me you are a smith you can always make some weapons to show off your skill. Besides don't tell me that you don't see the shops selling your stuff for much bigger price then the one you give then. So i ask you how much would it cost in iron your work and a additional sum?
>Just go back and grab a weapon from the shop, you have no time to lose clearing your character.

A bright idea pops up in your head. Perhaps you could convince this guy to make you the weapon with a little extra coin and perhaps some prodding at his ego as a craftsman, you can get what you want out of him. You just need to get him away from these guards first. Your little friend notices your contemplative look. Does she know what's on your mind already?

"Hey buddy, I do happen to be new here, would I be able to talk to you briefly in private, I'd like to discuss this a little more in depth just over their really quick."

The man you were talking to loses his jovial demeanor. He looks at the guards and then back to you, considering your offer. He ends up caving in. Yes!

"Fine, I'll hear you out, but make it quick, please."

You detect a bit of nervousness in his voice. He obliges you and walks over to the place you designated area. Before you walk over, Charlotte tugs on your pant leg. She wants "huddle up" really quick, it seems. Rather than bend all the way down there so she could whisper in her ear, you pick her up like the child she damn well looks like, grabbing her soft haunches and bringing her to eye level. She has a look on her face, she seems to be a little embarrassed and surprised, but spills the beans into your ear.

"PshhhPshhhPshhh."

"Yeah. Ah-huh. Alright. Okay."

Hmm. Pretty good advice. Confirming you understand her counsel, you put her down. and pull you belt-line up, with renewed determination and walk over to the middle-aged man with the big forearms. Getting in close to avoid being heard, you state your idea.

"Look, friend. I know the way this works. Your clients are undercutting you about 23% of what you could be making when they don't allowing to sell out-of-shop. You would be able to make much more cutting out the middle-man since they charge more for your product anyways. Your getting undercut. They also take way the revenue you could be making by not allowing commissions, I know that you could be making more. Don't you have any pride as a blacksmith? I'd gladly pay a hefty tip for your services."

There is a silence between the two of you. The man looks you up and down. Looking back at the guards, you both notice they're glaring daggers.

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Cont. 1/2
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http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/1883765/
Did it for you, hoping I didn't mess up something.
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>>1902708
Nice now i can vote for the quest.
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>>1902692

"No. I can't service anyone against my contract. Especially not you."

What the fuck?

"Do you know what the call you after your little stint with Captain Blackwell? Rumors have gotten out about how badly you hurt 'em They've been calling you, 'The Batterer'."

You open your mouth to complain, but despite not being your exact title, it has a decent ring to it, like 'The Ass Kicker' as opposed to being named after a bludgeoning implement. At least it's fucking closer! Hmmm...

"It would be bad for business if I were to offer service to you, seeing as you've become loathed by one of my clients. I can't do that, nor can I risk what would happen if I broke my contract."

He eyes the guards, they are glaring daggers.

"You have a point about how business is though, so as a show of good faith, I'll get you a discount at the armament shop. 15%. Tell them Tom sent you."

Jesus Christ. This whole fantasy world is more complicated than you thought. Charlotte was right about the politics with the Silver Crown Knight faggots. And it would seem that there is another party enforcing trade, legitimate or otherwise.

Tom walks back to the guards, trying to make some more small talk before they get aggro or something.

You've managed to acquire something out of this aside from more knowledge, but fuck, there's still not bat in your hands, let alone any weapon.

Now what?
>Go back to the Guild Hall, you've had enough of this bullshit.
>Get something from that Weapon Shop, you have a discount now and it's better than nothing
>I'll make my own damned weapon, It might be shit, but It's what I want.
>Write In

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Cont. (1/2)
>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 24 (+3)
>Manly: 27
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 14

Background: Banchou
>Strongest:
>Bonus to Strength checks
>Bonus to Intimidate - Can always Intimidate

>Trait Write In: (-2)

Sorry I took so long. Traffic. Gotta work for that Kanabo, will make it worth the effort, I promise.

>>1902716
>>1902708
>>1902675
>>1902670

Thanks bois. I feel you love anons.
I'll take care of further Archiving and stay on top of this stuff in the future
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>>1902770
>>Get something from that Weapon Shop, you have a discount now and it's better than nothing

see >>1902387
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>>1902770
>I'll make my own damned weapon, It might be shit, but It's what I want.
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>>1902770
>I'll make my own damned weapon, It might be shit, but It's what I want.

Eh that smith is a alright guy.
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>>1902780
I'll consider the earlier vote, as well going by what I stated earlier.

>>1902782
>>1902784
I must consider these 2 of course.

I'll wait 5 more minutes before I roll. Hopefully we get some more votes.
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>>1902770
>>I'll make my own damned weapon, It might be shit, but It's what I want.
Sucks to be the Smith. Guess we'll just have to prove ourselves with our own damn weapon.
Baseball bat, should we put spikes (nails) or make it flange, or just make it nice and smooth as always.
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We don't know anything about making weapons, though.
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>>1902770
>Make our own damn weapon

Might as well head off to a place that sells/loans books, grab the law book and anything on weapon making.
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>>1902770
>>Go back to the Guild Hall, you've had enough of this bullshit.
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>>1902838
Just grab a piece of wood thicc enough and use it. It's just a simple club. Besides we can smooth the length with some carpter stuff.
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>>1902843
>>1902770
Supporting this, then heading to guild hall
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>>1902770
>>I'll make my own damned weapon, It might be shit, but It's what I want
Maybe our roll will be amazing for this one
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>>1902770
>>1902780
>>1902782
>>1902784
>>1902835
>>1902838
>>1902843
>>1902845
>>1902864

You'll make your own damned weapon, you don't care if it's large, unwieldly, crude and ugly. That's just been your style. You don't really have any kind of craftsman skills, but being the clever bastard you are, you can certainly improvise.

Now to figure out something that would make a good weapon.

>Classic. Let's see if I can buy a nice big hunk of wood and shape it into a nice swatter
>Ask Charlotte if she has any ideas.
>Hmmm...There's a sign attached to a thick bar of metal across the street. With a nice big pull pull...Maybe...
>Write in

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>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 24 (+3)
>Manly: 27
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 14

Background: Banchou
>Strongest:
>Bonus to Strength checks
>Bonus to Intimidate - Can always Intimidate

>Trait Write In: (-2)
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>>1902770
>I'll make my own damned weapon, It might be shit, but It's what I want.
Where my kanobo boys at
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>>1902903
>Hmmm...There's a sign attached to a thick bar of metal across the street. With a nice big pull pull...Maybe...
The sign says it's time to kick some Order ass.
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>>1902903
>Classic. Let's see if I can buy a nice big hunk of wood and shape it into a nice swatter
>Write in: Grab some metal rings and attach it in the new weapon lenght. If we can make is spiked it would be great.
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>>1902903
>Custom: Let's see if I can buy a nice big hunk of wood and shape it into a studded It's essentially a baseball bat but better
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>>1902909
Right here bossu
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>>1902903
>Classic

The metal bar is not a good idear, adding public property destruction to our CV might not be a bright move.
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>>1902903
>Classic. Let's see if I can buy a nice big hunk of wood and shape it into a nice swatter
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>>1902903
>Classic. Let's see if I can buy a nice big hunk of wood and shape it into a nice swatter
>Ask Charlotte if she has any ideas.

Ask her about enchanting shit, different materials, local prices, local woods, and where to get some tools.

Still going to say we should pick up some books, although I'm guessing you're just saving that for later.
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>>1902903
>>Classic. Let's see if I can buy a nice big hunk of wood and shape it into a nice swatter
>>Ask Charlotte if she has any ideas.
She can help us with finding and buying material.
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>>1902903
>>1902909
>>1902915
>>1902917
>>1902920
>>1902923
>>1902925
>>1902943
>>1902968
>>1902976

You decide that an old reliable oaken home-run device is the best bet for you. Calling your little helper, you make your way to the town Bazaar, too look for the perfect materials for the perfect weapon. A simple wooden bat might not be impressive on it's own, but with some extra modifications, it might be much more effective.

>Make some suggestions on different mods to put on the bat (I.E. Nails/spikes, Studs, Extra weight, Specific material etc.)

>I will take the top three most voted for items. Go go go.

>>1902909
>>1902923
[spoilers] K A N A B O B O I S. Your time will come[/spoiler]
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>>1902978
Muh man.
Ordinarily I wound vote spikes, but we are going to trial soon, and since we're quite a hothead, maybe we should get studs so if an incident does arise, we don't accidentally up it to a murder
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>>1902978
We need a sturdy wood and some tools to carve and smooth out the shape into a bat. What would be beneficial is we could stud the bat and possibly drive a medal rod through the bat for wait and stability.
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>>1902993
Also you know, lil fatty never explained what she meant about not being human
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>>1902978
A bat is the base design with a small hope or knob at the end to allow for disarming, a leather grip, and a chain at the end to allow for a little range or to keep it attached to you.
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>>1902978
>>1902993
>>1903008

>1 vote for sturdy
>1 vote for studs

Keep them coming.

>>1903010
you didn't ask her about it again after pointing it out. You've had more important things at hand
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>>1902978
I don't know anything about bat making, so...

Hmm... something heavy, and really flexible for the wood. Can't have it cracking when we're bustin' heads. Not sure if a metal core would be good or bad, but it would add some heft to it. Can't have swords cutting into our shit, so there should be something to prevent that. No idea how though. Maybe wrap a chain around the end? Or metal studs?
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>>1902978
Maybe see if we can get some wire to wrap round it as well, so the studs and weight can help with blunt force and the wire can help tear off the flesh of anyone we hit and maybe help stop swords cutting it.

Also maybe see if we can get that shit enchanted as well.
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>>1903033
Oh, also, fire-proof that shit. Or maybe give it something so that we can set it on fire. Portable torch and fire based capabilities. Don't know how to do that without setting the wood on fire though. Maybe just a fireproof lacquer on it, and we can cover the end with some alcohol soaked cloth if the need arises.
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>>1903040
It would be easier yo use metal rings spread then along the length to give more sturdness to the bat and cover the spare between it with stubs.
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>>1903040
I would love some enchanted shit, but its no doubt expensive and I'm pretty sure we'll be upgrading in the future. Would love to keep upgrading the one we're going to make, but I'm pretty sure it'll be outclassed later. Maybe once we get a better weapon...

Still would love to enchant this one though.
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>>1903052
>We managed to scrouge up enough cash to be the bat enchanted
>Get an enchant that boosts damage as our HP falls
>Become fantasy Metal Bat
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>>1903058
That fits perfectly with our fighting spirit.
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>>1903052
We did kill the queen those dickheads were coming for, surely it was a decent amount
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>>1903023
>>1903033
>>1903040
>>1903043
>>1903049
>>1903052
>>1903058
>>1903062
>>1903064

Duly noted

>Votes

>Extra Sturdy: 3 ( considering giving this one for free, I'll make you roll for sturdiness)
>Disarming mod: 1
>Studs: 2
>Chain attachment: 1
>Flaming Property: 1
>Barbed Wire: 1
>1 Magical Enhancement: 2 (I'll include an effect as well if you can give me a good one, like the Metal bat idea)

Keep in mind, scrounging up junk is your partners speciality, don't be too afraid to dream.
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>>1903072
Dam that is a weapon.
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>>1903072
I like the damage increase with lower health
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>>1903072
Are we strong enough to use an oversized weapon?
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>>1903072
I say put a enchayment that allows it to smash armor.
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>>1903072
>>1903093
Like a magnetism enchantment that draws it to metal faster? Could help increase the blunt force we can deal against armoured enemies.
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>>1903072
There are plenty of enchantment Id like, but I'm not sure what's feasible. Upping strength at low health is a good one, and stuff like blood absorption for increased attack in another.

Chain at the end I think is a good idea, would suck if someone just grabbed the bat and yanked it though, since if its wrapped around our arm it might pop out. Studs and rings to keep swords and cutting weapons from chopping it in half is something we pretty much need though.
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>>1903072
>>1903076
>>1903082

Keep voting boys, you get up to three votes for if their different add-ons + a roll for extra harness

Anybody who voted for Extra Sturdy, vote again for another item, please.

So far these are winning:

>Studs
>Magical Enhancement HP< ATK+
>??? It's a tie

>>1903093
>>1903098
>>1903099

You get one enchant boys. Make it count.
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>>1903098
Yes and those crown fuckers seem to like to use armor to much. I was thinking in something more like a earth shake in the club to increase it's impact. This would work with either metal armor or against the monsters natural armor.
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>>1903099
What if we got a retutning/call enchant so we can magic it back to our hand, use it as a projectile too
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>>1903107
We inly get one enchantment anon.

>>1903102
That's fine add some metal rings in it so swords won't cut it in half.
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>>1903107
You, lots of clever shit you could do with that. Depends on how it works though. Is it teleportation or just a straight boomerang back? Or a bit of both? Cause if it's both, oh geez is that good. Boomerang back within a certain radius or just straight up call back teleport to us.

Honestly can't decide between this and the fightin' spirit option.
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>>1903115
It'd give us a much needed range option, but we could just bat rock at enemies.
Or maybe an enchant that makes magic missiles on a swing
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>>1903122
Anon please, we're meant to be narrowing this down, not making more cool shit we can add.
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>>1903122
>>1903124
I think the question is, can we handle being disarmed/go at it fisticuffs in fantasy land? If so, I think Metal Bat option/strength up option is good. If not, the clever option is good.
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>>1903127
>fisticuffs in fantasy land

Yes the store even ofered gaulets to hand to hand combat. We can get it as a back up weapon.
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>>1903102
Would a hand guard be too retarded?
If it is I support anything ranged/element related.
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>>1903127
I think we should go with the callback, along with flaming, extra sturdy, and spikes, we can throw a flaming spiked bat into people and call it back
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If we are so worried about range we can always throw the rogue.
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>>1903133
Only one enchatment anon. So it would need to be either the flame or the callback one.
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>>1903135
The flame would be like an oil or something, at least I'd assumed
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>>1903127
>>1903124
>>1903122
>>1903115
>>1903114
>>1903107
>>1903099
>>1903098
>>1903093
>>1903091
>>1903082
>>1903058
>>1903049
>>1903043
>>1903040
>>1903033
>>1903028
>>1903023
>>1903010
>>1902993
>>1902978
>>1903129
>>1903131
>>1903134

I'll count that under sturdiness

You could pick an item from the list or come up with something clever that other anons agree with. That goes for all of you.

I'll institute another sub-vote for the magical enchantments that you guys are thinking about, but I hope y'all can decide on something soon.

Vote between
Magical Enhancement
>"Fighting Spirit"
>"Boomerang Effect"
>"Projectile"
>"Fire"

Otherwise
>Studs
>???

I will roll from the list of items you suggested for the last one if you don't figure it out.

You all have 10 more minutes.
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>>1903135
Hence why I suggested a fire-proof lacquer instead. Wouldnt be able to light it on fire Willy nilly, but we'd have a torch when we need it, given some prep time, and it'd be safe from high heat.
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>>1903138
>Fighting spirit
>studs
We can make charlotte get something ranged
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>>1903138
>"Fighting Spirit"
>Studs
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>>1903138
Sorry, studs, sturdy, and boomerang.
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>>1903142
Nah i would rather carry a real torch. Specialy one like the ones Charlotte got to us.
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>>1903138
I'll still go for Fighting Spirit and add on some studs, probably best to upgrade our main strength before we add anything like projectiles or returning bats.
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>>1903138
>>1903142
>>1903143
>>1903145
>>1903150
>>1903148
>>1903147


Studs are already the most voted for option other than magic, To be more clear, I mean this list, sorry for the confusion
>>1903072
You have one more choice guys. pick from here please.
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>>1903148
The torch thing was more a side effect for just not wanting out bat to burn in case someone decides to go fire storm on us. Not particularly necessary though, considering we only have one other option
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>>1903153
Then throw on some barbed wire for good measure, make it look scary as fuck, might help intimidate our enemies.
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>>1903156
Barbed wire
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>>1903153
Chains probably the most useful. Swing it around, useful for a slight ranged grab, can wrap around the bat to prevent it from being cut, extra samage, more weight..
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>>1903163
I'll go with chains cause they also go with our delinquent aesthetic
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>>1903153
>barbed wire
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>>1903153
Chains because holy fuck aesthetic
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>>1903153
Really want chain to win
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>>1903160
Changing vote to chains because fuck it
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>>1903171
>>1903170
>>1903168
>>1903167
>>1903166
>>1903163
>>1903160
>>1903157
>>1903156
>>1903153
>>1903150

Okay boys

>Magical Enhancement HP <, ATK+
>Chains
>Studs

We've seemed to get a good idea of what we want.

Everybody roll 1d100 for sturdyiness

I have to move again Going to be another 30 minutes or so. Make those rolls count boys I'll take the best of 7 this time.[/spoilers]
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Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>1903181
Rollan for Diamond Bat.
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Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>1903181
OOOOOOOOOOOOOH
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Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>1903181
Comon
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Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>1903181
Sturdy just like a Oni's shaft!
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Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>1903181
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Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>1903181
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>>1903181
>best of 7 this time
That is generous as fuck!
>>1903188
WE SPIT ON YOUR GENEROSITY!
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>>1903188
Dam that is thicc
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Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>1903181
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Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>1903181
Final roll just in case
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Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>1903181
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>>1903188
That's not a wooden bat that is a demonic weapon.
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>>1903188
THICC as fuck anon.
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>>1903198
Oni mode engaged
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>>1903198
It's like giving an oni a kanabo
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>>1903207
I'm fairly sure this is a yugioh card
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>>1903203
>>1903207
I'm starting to suspect we are part Oni.
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>>1903215
>no, Bieri sa Bato, you are the demons
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>>1903222
And then bieri was the demons
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>>1903215
We'll have to test this. What do we think of soybeans?
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>>1903188
>>1903215
>>1903222
>>1903224
...Our kanabo is possessed. By us.
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>>1903232
Enraged at never being able to see our little brother, and never being able to put the disciplinary committee chairman in her place.
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>>1903181
>>1903188

"I need a weapon becoming of me. Even if I have to make it myself."

Charlotte is psyched up. She appreciates the sentiment.

"I'll help Mr. Bato

The market place is rather easy to find, there are all sorts of signs that point it out. Seller gotta advertise. Charlotte seems to be in her element, she starts to skip as you enter. There are all sorts of strange sights and sounds as people of all kinds are mucking about the place, it seems to be especially busy today. There is way to much shit for you to handle right now, not a fan of all the stimulus.

Ah shit, you realize now you forgot to grab your reward from Henrietta. Gonna have to get it later after you gather the materials.

You crouch to meet Charlotte, giving her specific instructions.

"If I'm going to make my own weapon, it needs to as tough as I am and just as scary and brutal..."

As you ramble on, Charlotte nods her head over and over

"...And it needs to have studs. And a chain...Preferably easy to put together...I'll pay you back on this one, you can splurge a little, but not too much. Got that?"

She seems to be writing a little list after grabbing it from the front pocket of her overalls.

"I'll do my best!"

The stout little girl plods off into the great unknown of the marketplace. You find a nice spot nearby to relax, leaning against a pole, fixing your normally perfectly coiffed hair and generally looking pissed off.

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You drift off a bit about the recent turn of events, and how annoying everything has been, your life since the moment you got here has been a downward spiral, one thing after another. Shit. You're not sure how your going to handle being subjected to this whole trial thing. Where in the fuck does that asshole Blackwell get off, and who the fuck made it so there's no commission work. FUCK.

All the angry contemplation manages to drain you emotionally, eating your stamina away.

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"MR. BATO, I got the stuff!!"

"...!"

You wake up from your stress induced slumber, a little less angry but still a little tired. The sun moved from east to the center of the sky. It's midday now.

Charlotte looks really excited. She's bouncing up and down on her heels.

"We have to put it all together. It will be pretty easy once I carve this Vicorroot."

Putting her bag pack on the ground, she proceeds to fish out a large trunk of tree from her bag, somehow. The circumference would fit, but the length is at least twice as long as the bag should hold. It's motherfucking magic!

Showing off the lumber, she explains that it has a property that makes it more responsive to magic tenfold. It's normally a softer would, but she explains she has a single use wand for a spell of hardening, which should harden something about 50 times. Combined, the effect will make the wood at least 500 times harder. You like that math.

She isn't done 'splainin yet though.

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>>1903369
Please my erection can only get so big!
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>>1903369
>500 times harder
What the fuck have we created?
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>>1903396
Something beautiful anon.
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>>1903396
A weapon to surpass metal gear.
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>>1903369
>harder then metal
>harder then brick
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>>1903424
>harder then a rhino's dick.
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>>1903369

She goes on about the high quality studded steel rings to cover it and the several feet of nearly unbreakable chain to go with it, as well as a handful of other accessories. All for the affordable price that is slightly higher than the average weapon, about 230G.

You kinda want to tune her extrapolating out, but the little girl has done a really good job, you'll give her a head pat later like you would give your little brother, Seeing as your quite pleased. but right now you need to get a move on, time is wasting and you don't have much before your trial. You still need to put the damn thing together.

"Sound like you did a really great job, let's go back to the Guild Hall, and back to our room so we can put this sucker together."

"IKU ZO!"

Shit. She did it again.

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You briefly talk to Henrietta on the way back to the room. You explain what's been happening, for the most part.

"I'm so glad you decided to take little Charlotte with you, she was alone for quite a while before meeting anybody she could rely on."

Henrietta's mild baby-talk seems to bother Charlotte a little, making her out quite a bit. You don't blame her.

You discuss your reward with Henrietta, to which she answers you with quite the response.

"I counted through your bounty twice. I'm supposed to triple check, but...There were so many, it was ridiculous! The Kuukarache is a fairly weak monster, but to kill that many in the span of about a day is...absolutely unprecedented! Crazy!!"

The gesticulation of her arms makes sure you understand her astonishment. at the end of the day, you made about 2 Gelt for each pair of antennae you scalped. Henrietta slips you an extra 100G under the table for killing the Queen, despite not having any proof.

Obtained: 746G

After paying what you owe to Charlotte, as well as giving Henrietta a heft tip for her help earlier, you end up with 461G. Not bad.

"I have the quests I said I'd grab so you could figure something out. They're not going anywhere because of the nature of them, so take your time, Bieri."

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The two of you head up the stairs. Charlotte immediately starts setting up shop, quite literally. It seems she had folded up a small stand, and prepares herself by putting on some interesting goggles and finger-less leather gloves.

"This should go well, I'm not very agile, but I'm good with my hands. Explain to me what you want exactly? It sounds like a really foreign weapon."

Technically, it's not a weapon, but rather a tool for sport. It certainly becomes quite a potent weapon in your hands, however.

You spend the next couple of hours mapping out the design and supervising Charlotte, who has many, many tools to hue the soft wood into shape. She does a good job, the business end of the club ending up being more broad in diameter than an actual regulation baseball bat, humorously reminding you of the person responsible for carving it.

Cont. (2/2)
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>>1903474

After a great deal of figuring out how to piece everything together, Charlotte's handwork, and a little bit of elbow grease on your part, you almost completely assemble the doomsday device. Before you finish coating the bat with studded rings Charlotte speaks up.

"Ohh, it's a good time to use the spell wand I got...and put this in too."

She goes through the pocket on the front of her outfit, and grabs a small, dark red gem. It fits well in her palm.

"I got this while I was at the Bazaar, some creepy guy in a black coat sold it to me, I got it for really cheap, but the way he described it as an enhancement for a weapon is weird, but it sounded like you. It's supposed to make the weapon more dangerous as the fight grow more dire...I wonder what it means?"

It's good enough for you, you have the wooden part carved in to fit the gem, fill it in, enchant it and put the rest of the thing together.

It's far from amazing, but, shit. It came out way, way better than expected. Charlotte did a really good job. You try to praise Charlotte by patting her head, but she gives you a look and pulls on the tassels of her hat. You end up rubbing her round little tummy like a dog. Her belly is soft and she likes it, but you still think she's the dumb animal she acts like sometimes.

You hold the weapon up like a warrior holds up his sword high above his head, using a nice bandage grip on the end you hold. You almost hit the ceiling due to your height. There is a pretty long chain that dangles from the weapon, you've come up with a slick idea of wearing a cuff on your arm and firmly clipping to the chain to it and the grip of the bat. You wrap the chain around both the bat and around your arm. It will be hard to lose it now, and it makes the thing pretty scary looking.

"What are you going to name it?"

You look down quizzically at your companion, and she gets a little defensive.

"All the greatest heroes name their weapons! Shouldn't you?"

You try to think of a good name for your new weapon.

>Many of the heroes in history or those who forge weapons name their weapons after themselves from your country
>[Write in] Should I name it in Engrish, or Japanese?

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My Japanese is not that good at all, but if you want to have a particular word/phrase in Japanese, post it in English and put "(Japanese)" and I can call a friend on it.
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>>1903546
Heroshima.
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>>1903546
Destroyer "Japanese"
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>>1903546
I'm pretty bad with names.

I dunno. Only thing currently coming to mind is oni-kagura. I'm sure some could probably guess why.
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>>1903546
Spirit of the Rising Sun (Japanese)
I think that it fits pretty well.
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>>1903551
If you're gonna use that one, at least spell it correctly.
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>>1903546
"Ōsawagi." It means loud death
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Fun fact. Pronounciation for 'Punishment' in Japanese?

Batsu.

Anyway, Google Translate says 'Punisher' is 'Shobatsu-sha', so I like that.
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>>1903546
I say we name it after whatever state our dad was from.
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>>1903573
I also like this one a lot.
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>>1903566
Oh shit, that's pretty good. Anything else we can make with 'batsu?' What ya got so far is nice and thematic as fuck, but I feel it could be better.
>>1903553
Hee ho, mofo. That's also pretty good. Voting for this too.
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>>1903573
Duuuuude. This actually works for me too. Scrapping Destroyer and backing this.
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>>1903566
Completely unbiased statement, but this kinda reminds me a little bit about the character from OPM whom we seem to have based our hero on - Metal Bat. His actual given non-hero first name is apparently "Baddo" or more properly "Bad". It amuses me greatly
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>>1903566
Divine punishment's apparently shinbatsu, so there's also that.
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>>1903566
Putting my vote for batsu or some variation including batsu
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>>1903597
Op's picture is from One Punch Man, so you're not wrong there.
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>>1903566
>>1903573
>>1903577
>>1903584
>>1903591
>>1903605
>>1903599

To narrow this down, it's between:

>"-Batsu"

and

>"Dad's home state"

I'll let you guys decide
B-but I am OP. I just dropped muh trip like an idiot
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>>1903612
Shinbatsu
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>>1903612
and then I botch my trip too
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>>1903612
>>"Dad's home state"
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>>1903612
Can we know the state name before we vote, maybe?
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>>1903621
Alright, stop the presses a moment. I'm on it.
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>>1903612
I'll go with some variation of batsu, like shinbatsu. Feels like there should be a second word to it though... hmmm... Only thing coming to mind is kagura, like my original suggestion, but divine punishment festival? Doesn't sound banchou-ish.

Ah well, shinbatsu's good enough.
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>>1903624
I still like the idea of a nod to the other side of our roots. Not everything's gotta be super Japanese, Baseball did come from the states after all.
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>>1903633
I'd be cool with it too, but naming it after a state isn't something I feel like I want long term. If there were something else english-y, sure, but calling our out bat a state would get old to me real fast.
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>>1903612
How about both, like New york batsu, or Texas batsu. Kind of like Almight's attacks. We can scream out the bats name when we do finishes.
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>>1903640
I'd be okay with this. Just something with a bit of flair beyond the typical. Imagine " KEN - TUCK - Y - BATSU!!!!" Or something like it. Adds some hot blood flair. Could be our power up phrase.
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>>1903636
>>1903633
>>1903621
>>1903645


New York
The birthplace of baseball

>>1903640
I was thinking this too, will allow if you guys can agree on it.
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>>1903648
I'm 110% okay with something like New York shinbatsu
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>>1903648
C'mon guy's. This shit sounds dope as fuck. Two badass cultures coming together to decimate this pansy ass fantasy world.
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>>1903648
>>1903651
>>1903653

How does everybody feel about:

"Shinbatsu no New York"

or

The "Divine Punishment of New York"

Sounds about par for the course for our culturally enriched hero.
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>>1903651
>and the baseball gods of new York did come down from on high to bless this bat with awesome power, for the sole purpose of kicking your fucking ass! Now get over here and taste divine punishment!
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>>1903658
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>>1903658
>>1903661
Linking to myself because for some reason my ID seems to be changing.

That's pretty good OP
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>>1903658
I aprove.
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>>1903658
>"Shinbatsu no New York"
Greato Daze
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>>1903658
This'll do it
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>>1903658
OP, I am pretty sure you got it in reverse: that would mean "New York of Divine Punishment".
The owner goes before the owned.
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>>1903679
Also my Google translate is derping bad, so can't actually confirm.
It did suggest me "Tenkei" as a replacement for "Shinbatsu" tho.
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>>1903683
But then we'd lose the batsu though.
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>>1903612
>>1903615
>>1903617
>>1903618
>>1903621
>>1903623
>>1903624
>>1903633
>>1903636
>>1903640
>>1903645
>>1903648
>>1903651
>>1903653
>>1903658
>>1903661
>>1903662
>>1903674
>>1903675


>"New York no Shinbatsu"

We'll call it Shinbatsu for short to be fair to those who voted for it. I hope your all okay with the idea. Writing.

>>1903683
>>1903688
>>1903679
Called my lifeline, this is correct,
It's Subject - Predicate - Verb, apparently
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>>1903697
the gem is a heart shape and "I <3 N Y" is printed on the side
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>>1903702
No.
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>>1903702
>>1903707

How about an inverted I <3 N Y in the side of the club, so that if you dome someone in the head hard enough, they get branded with the phrase on their noggin.
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>>1903709
I like it
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>>1903709
Do it!
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>>1903709
Hah! only if we score a crit though. Imagine braining the demon lord or cthulu and getting him with that. Fucking legendary.
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>>1903709
Eh i can get behind that.
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>>1903697
Think of it as a saxon genitive, with the "no" replacing the " 's". Gets easier to remember.
>>1903688
I know, I like shinbatsu better myself.
Just putting it out, dunno.
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"You just can't beat the person who never gives up."


Such an accomplishment really brings you back. You remember when you were a wee lad and your father took you overseas to see the Yankees, his home team. Boy was that a blast. You have fond memories of when he caught a home run ball and then the two of you went to meet all the players after the game and get all the signatures.

Oh Dad.

You miss him so.

Your able to come up with a name fitting of this weapon you made, your Father and all the Yankees would be proud.

"I dub this weapon in the name of my beloved father, and his forefathers before him. In honor of the memory of their mighty triumphs over the Cubbies and the Sox, I dub this weapon..."

Charlotte is completely engrossed in your speech.

"...New York no Shinbatsu..."

"With it I shall smite my foes, much like DiMaggio, Mickey Mantle, and The Babe and rain their punishment upon this shitty fantasy land, much like they would against modern baseball and those that have ruined it. Amen"

"So cool!"

You point your weapon heroically, towards where you believe your father is right now, hopefully he's watching.

Settling down, Charlotte offers to engrave some runes in it with some sort of engraving tool. You insist on doing it yourself, engraving your father's initials near the grip.

An absolutely devilish idea crosses your mind as you inscribe the phrase "I <3 N Y" unto the fat end of your club. Inverted. Whoever gets rocked straight on will feel the might of your ancestors etched into their bodies much like they do on everything else they own to satisfy their huge egos.

There is a calm quiet as you feel pretty good about yourself, before it is interrupted by the rumbling sounds of SOMEONE's insatiable appetite.

It's dinner time.

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You don't look at Charlotte as she gorges herself again at the dinner table. You only have to deal with the uncouth "OMNOMNOM" sounds she makes across from you while annihilating her meal. Henrietta has given you the Quests to accomplish so that you might be able to survive your imminent court date. You've looked them over and discussed them with her. It's time to choose what your going to do in the next 5 days to come.

Cont. (1/2)
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>It's time to choose what your going to do in the next 5 days to come

Hahahah yes yes!
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Holy crap, how did I not notice this quest sooner? Granted, were only on number 2, but I regret not being able to suggest this when we were slaughtering those bugs on that 100 roll: https://youtu.be/2O4YXW-GmGI
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>>1903754
Yakuza OST Is always good.
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I want to test our new weapon in something/someones face.
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>>1903749

1) The first quest has to do with an outbreak of some kind of plague, death's toll burden's Prontia with many victims. Both the wealthy and the poor are being affected by this epidemic, and going by the leads, it seems to be coming from the City's sewage system. Pretty fucking gross. You better be careful you don't catch this yourself.

2) Next is less of one quest, and rather many many postings. It seems to be a string of serial kidnappings. You can see why Henrietta says nobody wants to tackle these quests, their pretty awful. Some of the victims have resurfaced, dead, rotting and absolutely gutted in gruesome and horrific ways. Whoever is behind all this is some kinda sicko. You notice that all the victims have been women. And that they were all very attractive, well at least the one's who weren't brutally murdered. Jesus Christ, how horrifying.

3) This one is interesting! Apparently due to intentional the lack of vigilance from the Knights of the Order of the Silver Crown, there has been an dramatic increase in gang activity. Henrietta explained their are three groups that are having a grandiose turf war right now in a fight to claim control of the underworld while those faggot knights aren't stopping them. You'd have to get them to stop fucking all the citizens up in their crossfire. There are three major gangs involved.

>The Brotherhood, a very, very large ragtag bunch of misfit anarchists. Apparently they want to watch the establishment burn to the ground. You might be an asshole, but your a lawful asshole! Rules and leadership are important to control other lesser forces like you have done at school.

>Magnum Aes, also known as the "Big Brass". It's the oldest crime family in Prontia, they seem to have their hand in just about everything from the look of it.. There's not a lot of information about them. That just makes you more suspicious.

>Clan 13. The final group. There seems to be even less factual evidence about them, more of just shit hyping them up to be the scariest thing ever. Apparently they're a gang of completely made up of monsters!

You sit back to think over your options here. You unfortunately see Charlotte finish slurping what seems to have been a several mile long noodle, judging how her stomach now bulges. Gross. There's a lot to do, and very little time. You ache to test your new weapon on something.

>Quest Number 1. Finding and getting rid of the source of this terrible sickness will surely get the people's favor.

>Quest Number 2. Stopping some sick bastard from torturing and murdering women at an alarming rate will most certainly get the fairer sex on your side

>Quest number 3. This one sounds up your alley, cracking some skulls and making a bunch of wannabe gangster bend their knees is something you've made a career of. It's only three gangs, how hard can it be?

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That's it for tonight, I'll be back at around 2:00PM EST again tomorrow.
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>>1903785
>>Quest Number 2. Stopping some sick bastard from torturing and murdering women at an alarming rate will most certainly get the fairer sex on your side
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>>1903785
2.
3 can wait until we don't have a trial, and then we unite them.
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>>1903785
>Quest number 3. This one sounds up your alley, cracking some skulls and making a bunch of wannabe gangster bend their knees is something you've made a career of. It's only three gangs, how hard can it be?
We'll make them the guardians Prontia deserves.
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>>1903785
>Option 2
Whoever is doing this is seriously uncool and a piece of shit. He must have his head bashed in.
twitter pls
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>>1903785
I would rather go for 1 because plahues are a shit and can cause a good harm to the city. But i don't think we can handle it.

So i will puck:

>2

This guy is a menance and it's the most obvious. The gangs are cool but we better not get involved with it whenwe are about to get a trial. Also killing women is bad killing beautifull women is even worse. Time for this killer get a visit of the Batter.
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>>1903785
>>Quest Number 2. Stopping some sick bastard from torturing and murdering women at an alarming rate will most certainly get the fairer sex on your side
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See you tomorrow Truck.
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>>1903785
I'm gonna say go with quest 2 then 3. Like most anons said ruling a gang while you are already bad news makes you worse news. Another benefit of going for the killer first is that it would aid with our already huge intimidate factor. My only concern is that we will probably have to use Henrietta as bait since she's the only beautiful woman who might trust us at all. (Charlotte is more cute than beautiful if anything from what I've gathered.) We'd be putting her in a lot of danger since the killer probably has no interest in us
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>>1903785
> Quest number 2. Forget the other reasons we're doing this, this asshole's gotta pay. No one fucks with our (not really ours, but who gives a shit?) women and gets away with it
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>>1903810
I would rather avoid using bait tactics. After all the man is a killer he will kill someone else. And by the looks of it he's beconing more and more unable to control his urge to kill. This is a fantasy world don't forget so this killer can be a vampire or a werewolf that isn't able to control his blood lust. But since there is a selection for beautifull women i would bet in vampire.
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>>1903785
>Quest Number 1. Finding and getting rid of the source of this terrible sickness will surely get the people's favor.

First get goodwill for the trial, then the bitches.
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>>1903785
>Quest Number 2
We're not sufficiently geared up to tackle magical diseases and gang stuff might influence the trial (both positive and negative support by them will hurt our reputation).
Ain't nothing wrong with saving beautiful women
Also Its a shame i'm sleeping when this quest is up, really liking it
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>>1903785
>Option 2

>>1903810
>Using women as bait
That ain't Manly at all, please don't suggest that again.
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>>1903785
>quest 2
I can't wait to bonk some sicko's head with our new bat
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So who else expect it to be some noble turned vampire that is doing all this bullshit?
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>>1904253
Considering we are in a fantasy land not to say gameland it's more than likely.
actually a quick question for all, why is the Noble Vampire the most used variation of Vampires?
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>>1904282
By the same reason why the seducting vampire is the most depicted in books. Besides there are a lot of nobles in our world that were said to be vampires. See Vlad the Impaler and Elizabeth Bathory.
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>>1904293
true.
I guess i just want to see more feral vampires or something ridiculous like Hellsing did, the TV show not ultimate.
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>>1903785
>>1903788
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>>1904232
>Quest Number 2. Stopping some sick bastard from torturing and murdering women at an alarming rate will most certainly get the fairer sex on your side

The thought of some serial killer murdering people, especially women, sends chills up your spine.What sort of fiend would do such a thing? It is a low, despicable thing to prey on a lady. While women can definitely get on your nerves, murdering them in cold blood just pisses you off. You have to do something about it.

Looking over the patterns of the quest, there are some particularly interesting patterns, some of which make you question why the Silver Crown, or whatever authority is having difficulty with this. The locations of the attacks occur are not completely random. The patter starts in a pattern from North to East to South to West and then back again. Around where your staying is next, going by that logic. The time at which the attacks occur are all around midnight. There is a serious issue if this guy can't be caught. It's either due to the fact that all the women can't be protected, or this guy has been able to deal with any protection available. All of the victims have been considered "beautiful", which is interesting. It seems some depraved virgin loser is looking for a woman, or just attempting to commit vile acts. It's really hard to tell. Hmmmm....

"We're doing this quest." You slap one of the pages down in front of Charlotte. She looks at it, still looking rather slovenly after her rampant acts of consumptive hedonism. She puts her hands on her cherubic face.

"Oh my gosh. Some guy is praying on beautiful girls. I could have been next for all we know. Your so gallant for wanting to protect us, Mr. Bato."

You can't tell if she was joking or completely serious by the overly earnest delivery. You find it funny and end up laughing at her anyways, leaving her a little confused.

You have about 5 hours or so before midnight, thank the lord the time passes the same here. You start to play with the chain from Shinbatsu, which is at your side. What should you do about this?

>Get some more information back from Henrietta about the quest, there might be more yet that she knows.
>You still haven't cleared up how in the fuck Charlotte is able to eat enough for more than 10 people in a single sitting. It's time she told you everything.
>Maybe going to the local tavern outside of the more scrupulous Guild Hall would be the best place to figure out what the opinion is on the beautiful woman.


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Welcome back everyone, Thanks again for everyone who participated in making an amazing custom weapon last session
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>>1904740
>>Get some more information back from Henrietta about the quest, there might be more yet that she knows
Ask if Henrietta would be willing to be our "beautiful woman." We can promise to protect her and she will be happy we complimented her.
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>>1904740
>>You still haven't cleared up how in the fuck Charlotte is able to eat enough for more than 10 people in a single sitting. It's time she told you everything.
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>>1904740
>You still haven't cleared up how in the fuck Charlotte is able to eat enough for more than 10 people in a single sitting. It's time she told you everything.
REVEAL YOUR SECRETS BACKPACK LOLI
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>>1904740
>Write in: Go full investigation. First go to Herietta and ask her if there is any 'popular women' were we suspect the fiend will attack. With this we can conclude or exclude a female attacker, since females attack each other oward jealousy. Then we go to the tavern and then we scout the girl or girls that the adventures and man like if this two we can cross the highest possible targets around our area.
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>>1904784
Support
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>>1904784
Hell, we've got the clever trait, might as well use it. Supporting.
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>>1904850
TIE BREAKER!!
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>>1904784
Supporting.
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>>1904740
I bet its that nerd punk bitch we showed up in front of the cute
We should see if the clerk knows him
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>>1904740
>>1904744
>>1904759
>>1904768
>>1904784
>>1904789
>>1904850
>>1904855
>>1904860
>>1904882


>Clever -1
>Incoming Bonus

>Write in: Go full investigation. First go to Herietta and ask her if there is any 'popular women' were we suspect the fiend will attack. With this we can conclude or exclude a female attacker, since females attack each other oward jealousy. Then we go to the tavern and then we scout the girl or girls that the adventures and man like if this two we can cross the highest possible targets around our area.

You decide to talk to Henrietta about the situation, and then maybe go to the tavern as well afterwards, you need to perform a full investigation...

Looking at Charlotte, you think it might not be the best idea to bring her to a tavern, while you certainly past for an adult with your tall, buff build and manly chiseled features, she is the exact reverse opposite and will probably either end up getting thrown out, or provide an obstacle when talking to the more leathery crowd likely to be there.

She's just sitting there, looking very satisfied right now, what are you going to do with her?

>Have her come with you
>Have her stay at your room
>Write in

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Inventory:
New York no Shinbatsu
461 Gelt
School Uniform

>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 24 (-1)
>Manly: 27
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 14

Background: Banchou
>Strongest:
>Bonus to Strength checks
>Bonus to Intimidate - Can always Intimidate

>Trait Write In: (-2)
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>>1904882
Who? The virgin? If i'm not mistaken he was wearing a knight armor. He might just be a adventurer or worst a novice in the silver crown. But he is still a suspect.
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>>1904899
>Have her come with you
Her wealth of knowledge is very
She can explain her alien shit on the way
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>>1904905
Yeah him, we should keep an eye out before he kills henrietta
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>>1904899
>Write in: Tell her about the situation, we are a honest man for fuck sake. Since she told us that revealling her real nature could be troublesome, we don't want to blow her cover, however, to catch this fucker we will need to investigate a bit about it.
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>>1904932
Works for me
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>>1904922
We don't even know if Enri is a target yet. Although she is cute but the fact that she works on the guild might work as protection to her. If anything we can leave Charlotte with her so she can be protected and also leave Charlotte to ask Enry the girl stuff while we go to the tavern.
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>>1904932
I think I might be retarded, so I want to clarify, what do you want to discuss with Charlotte exactly? I missed the context I think
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>>1904972
Discuss that her appareance might cause trouble and if she is willing to reveal what she actually is to the tarvern. And if she isn't then we will let her stay at the room.

Basicaly asking her if she is willing to reveal what she is if it won't cause trouble to her and us.
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>>1905009

Alright, got it. Writing.
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>>1904899
>>1904905
>>1904912
>>1904922
>>1904932
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>>1904945
>>1905009
>>1905014
>[Clever]
An unpleasant feeling washes over you as your attention is on Charlotte. Whatever exactly she's hiding might also end up being a hindrance to your investigation in addition to her immature build. You explain your concerns about the situation to her.

"N-no. I can totally go to the tavern with you. No problem Mr. Bato." She says as she pulls on her hat-tassels and pouting a little bit.

She's lying. Your not sure exactly how this implicates her, she's the same age as you. Taking a guess after learning a little more about her, she probably tried to meet other adventurers to form a party with, but her odd physique prevented her from doing so with the tough crowd. This isn't a situation you want to be in.

"Charlotte, we absolutely need to save these victims, even if that means you have to stay behind for the sake this goddamn investigation."

She doesn't take it so well, starting to sniffle a little bit. You sorta feel bad after she helped make you a decent enough weapon. You'll have to make it up to her later.

"I-I'll stay. I don-don't want to be a burden on the quest" She says, stifling her tears.

Charlotte heeds you and runs up the stairs to your room. Shit, this is going to be a long night, you can tell.

Taking a deep sigh, you heft your weapon somberly and go to talk to Henrietta, who looks kinda bored right now. You get her attention and ask if she knows any further points of interest about this quest. You ask her about who actually posted the quests, in case there might be a pattern

>[Clever]
"Oh I see, well...I know that the one person who posted this particular job the most frequently is a particularly affluent man. Lord James Morrcock the II. He just retired as the head of the Morrcock Construction Company and had his son take over. I hear he spends a lot of his time in the Church of Prontus in the evening, that's around the corner from here, towards the center of town, of course."

"What about you, your pretty, why haven' they gotten you yet?" You say in a half-joking manner.

Henrietta is a little flushed after that, choosing to look away and play with her hair.

"W-well, even if that's true, I've never had a problem. I don't go out to much because of my job, and I lodge in here. I don't really get out much. You can always check the Broken Axle, the gossip is pretty good...so I hear."

Interesting, this Ojisan might be helpful considering he's been posting this shit. He might know something. Other than that, you wonder about Henrietta's safety.

Hmmm.....

>I'll go talk to the Old Man, he might still be in the Church
>I'll head to the Tavern myself, gotta get some info
>Ask Henrietta to accompany you out, on a date of course. You don't want to lose her tonight if her safe place fails her tonight.
>Write In
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>>1905141
>>I'll go talk to the Old Man, he might still be in the Church
I bet he's a fucking vampire
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>>1905141
>>I'll go talk to the Old Man, he might still be in the Church
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>>1905141
>>I'll go talk to the Old Man, he might still be in the Church
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>>1905141
>I'll go talk to the Old Man, he might still be in the Church
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>>1905141
>I'll head to the Tavern myself, gotta get some info

i suspect the old man either a quilty conciouness and knows who is doing this and so to stop it he posted the quest. Rather then go to the man directly and make people suspect he was the one to do it i would rather caugth the murderer while he jump a victim first.
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>>1905174
>>1905161
>>1905158
>>1905155
At least grab Charlotte first since we are not going to the tavern first.
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>>1905198
I concur
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>>1905141
>>1905155
>>1905158
>>1905161
>>1905174
>>1905185

>I'll go talk to the Old Man, he might still be in the Church

You decide that perhaps this old guy might know a thing or two about whats going on. You elect to pay your elder a visit. He seems a little suspicious to you. Anyways, it's been a LONG time since you've been in a church, not that you were really that religious anyways, especially considering it's some kinda weird other-realm god. You do your best to thank Henrietta for her advice.

"Thanks for the help, Henrietta-chan."

She seems to get the foreign informality, waving you off bashfully, too much so to give a proper goodbye.

You heft your weapon over your shoulder and head out. the night air is dry and brisk as you walk the dimly lit streets of Prontia

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Following Henrietta's directions, you find the Church of Prontus, which has a bigass steeple anyways, can't miss that. Entering there is a place to remove your weapon. Shit, you already feel unsafe as it is in this strange-ass world. There are two maces and some familiar dark gray armor in the box. Extremely reluctantly do you part with your still untested weapon. You already pissed off most of the people in this town, the last guys you wanna tick off are fucking gods.

Sighing defeated you walk in, and immediately notice it is empty as fuck. The church is pretty much like the one at home there's a large pulpit in the front that faces a large statue of what you think is that Protius guy or whatever his name was There's 4 people here. There's some rude guy with a hood on in church sitting down in a pew, exactly in the center of the church. Maybe he fell asleep? The other three are towards the the front right. An well dressed old man, with two really big dudes flanking in the seat behind him. Probably your man

How do you approach this?

>No fear, sit right down right next to that Ojisan and start praying.
>Get a look at that disrespectful asshole in the center on your way there
>Sit nearby to the old man, but far enough from the big guys that you don't aggro anybody

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Who's ready for Truck-kun's wild ride
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>>1905278
No fear, just walk up and pray next to him. I doubt they would attack someone in a place of worship. But no need to be a creep either, call him out after he's done praying.
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>>1905278
>>No fear, sit right down right next to that Ojisan and start praying.
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>>1905278
>No fear, sit right down right next to that Ojisan and start praying.
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>>1905278
>>No fear, sit right down right next to that Ojisan and start praying.
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>>1905278
I've been asking for a while but do you have a twitter or anything so that when a thread happens we can be alerted? It's a lot more convenient when you wanna take multiple day breaks and we don't gotta scan the catalog to catch you.
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>>1905278
>No fear, sit right down right next to that Ojisan and start praying.

Show them no fear
Show them no pain
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>>1905310
I don't have a twitter for reasons. Since you continue to ask though, I am considering it.
Please understand, I will do what I must for you guys' enjoyment
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>>1905331
Truck-kun, can you help me out, I need something...
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>>1905331
I'll take your word for it, I just don't want you to get burned out feeling like you gotta run everyday on a strict timeframe. As a fan of what you are doing it's a nice piece of mind to know if anything is happening with a nice little notification.
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So we saw Chatlottes stats, what are ours?
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>>1905278
>>1905294
>>1905295
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>>1905302
>>1905321

>+3 Manly
>No fear, sit right down right next to that Ojisan and start praying.

You suck in your six pack to puff yourself up and go right over to sit down next to that old man. You walk right up, genuflect and sit down and get to praying. The old man is praying his heart out, it would seem, he doesn't notice you at all. The guys behind him do, however.

Just as you get into a comfortable position on you knees, you feel a shuffle, and then a hand on your shoulder. It's one of the big guys sitting behind you.

Before you get a chance to lose your shit in a church from the blatant violation of your personal space, The old man seems to notice, roused from his from his deep prayer.

"Easy"

He waves his hand to emphasize his intent, which has many rings with all kinds of ornate gems. He is a somewhat portly man with a little bit of gray hair, and a heavily lined, sunken in face. The bodyguard lets go of you immediately.

"Please, excuse us, son"

He gestures to the kneeler, letting you know it's okay to pray now.

Calming the heck down, you take some time to pray about you mother and your brother, you wonder how their holding up without you. You are the man of the family after all. Such a thing makes you feel guilty. It seems like your not going to just wake up from this shit.

All things considered, your not sure who the FUCK to pray to right now. not that that stops you.

"...Somebody...please look after my family..."

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After what feels like an eternity of grievances, you hear the guys behind you shuffle away, before the old man speaks to you. He asks you a question. There is an air of authority hidden in his soft voice.

"So your a family man then, eh son?"

Being honest, you don't shy away from the question

"It's been that way since my father past away...sir"

"I see son, as a family man myself, I have the same concerns as well, taking care of my own kin."

Your not sure how to answer this, deep emotional stuff like this with a stranger usually just give you gas. He looks you over thoughtfully.

"...I used to be like you, capable, strong, young. I'm afraid time hasn't been too kind to me in that regard, which is why I kneel here asking for a god's favor right now. I feel like you were sent here to me perhaps for that very reason."

He expresses some mirth as he talks to you, like he's your best friend already. How charismatic.

"I find it funny, normally when someone meets me like this, they want something from me. But right now, it's the other way around. I have a selfish-request, if you'd be willing to listen to an old man past his times."

Oh boy, here we go
>Yeah sure
>Nope
>Write in
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>>1905337
If it's about writing faster, I don't know if I can help you out anon.

>>1905376
I am sort of on the fence to it, but it would make a useful bulletin for the quest.
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>>1905446
I dunno, you should get your own guild ID and find out
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>>1905465
>>Yeah sure
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>>1905465
>>Yeah sure
I kinda like this ojiisan, let's hear him out. Clever: He seems pretty affluent and it would be a big boon to have him on our side for the case.
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>>1905465
>If it's about writing faster, I don't know if I can help you out anon.
Nah, it's money that's the problem, I need a little...
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>>1905465
>Yeah sure

I guess someone in his family 'died' but then returned. Most likely his son but for being his son he can't send him to the police and he can't take care of it himself. Also is it me or does this guy remeber a lot like a mafia/yakuza?
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>>1905465
>Yeah sure
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>>1905465
>Yeah sure
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>>1905498
Aw yeah we're getting that sick back tattoo after all
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>>1905465
>>1905498
>>1905511
>>1905548

Clever +2

>"Yeah, sure."

"You see son, I got this problem..."

Your conversation doesn't last long, you end up learning that this is indeed The Lord Morrcock, retired owner of the Morrcock Construction Company. He explains his "problem", stating that he's concerned about the welfare of his daughter after the string of murders as well as his poor relationship with his son. He's been praying to Prontus that this cup might pass over his daughter. Seeing you made him believe you could help in someway, to which he is elated to learn you've taken the quest, and are here for that very reason. You ended up spending about an hour praying and talking at the Church, eventually taking the conversation outside. After getting his coat and jacket, and you grab your Shinbatsu he shakes your hand, touching your opposite shoulder with his other hand. Before you part ways, he asks you?

"I didn't catch your name, son. How rude of me."

Prompting you to state your identity, you oblige him.

"Oh, I've been hoping that we'd end up crossing paths some time. I wanted to personally thank you for putting that self-righteous prick Blackwell halfway into the morgue and causing those Ordo Knights to buzz off, especially after taking their bounty away. It was a good laugh to hear about. Please come with me back to my place with me for a drink, son. I insist.

The guards have put their armor back on, and you have that but they give you some breathing room. This is the first person that shares your opinion on that shithead Captain Blackwell. It both warms your heart as well as confuses you a little bit, doesn't everybody here like that jerk? You would kinda feel bad if you don't oblige the only guy you met here with a genuine set of manners. Tough choice

>Yes
>No
>What do you have against Captain Blackwell?
>Write in
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>>1905497
As do I, unfortunately
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>>1905578
>Write in: I can't do it now sir. Me and the other member of my party are doing the quest. We are still gathering info and if i wabt to stop this villan from getting any other girls and your daughter i need to move fast to catch him. I however would love to go take a drink in your house once i have manage to arrest the person behind this acts.
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>>1905578
>Appreciate the offer but it'll have to wait until next time, got to find more info on this prick before he tries to make another move.
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>>1905578
>>Yes
This is kinda suspicious,but we came here to make some questions right? This seems as a good chance
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>>1905601
This
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>>1905601
I like this, but it sounds to professional for our character. If we can make it more casual and maybe rougher, I'll support the idea
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>>1905578
>>1905596
>>1905601
>>1905613
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>>1905650
>Write in: I can't do it now sir. Me and the other member of my party are doing the quest. We are still gathering info and if i wabt to stop this villan from getting any other girls and your daughter i need to move fast to catch him. I however would love to go take a drink in your house once i have manage to arrest the person behind this acts.

"Listen, old man Morrcock, I can't do it right now, Me and my underling are still gathering info about this scumbag from getting any other women and I need to move fast now to catch him. I'd love a drink at your place afterwards."

With that response he grabs your hand, his grip is surprisingly tight for an Ojisan.

"The women who've been kidnapped, the ones that turn up dead in the back allyways, they have organs removed from their bodies. Eyes, skin, but most often the heart. It's hard to explain, but the bodies seem like they've been opened surgically. Trust me, I've seen some of the bodies. The kidnapper always appears at 12AM, on the nose and takes a woman away without a trace, only to show up dead the next morning, so please, son. I wanted to ask you if you could watch over my estate tonight. Stay at my home, and protect my daughter. Even if you stopped at my estate an hour before. Please, my precious daughter...I can't prove it to you, but, she will be next."

In a last ditch attempt to get you to help him, Lord Morrcock seems to be begging you to help him. The information he gave you does not help you that much, to be honest. But your going to feel pretty bad if you leave him hanging. On the other hand, there are other things at hand.

>Go with him now
>Show up an hour before, grab Charlotte, or do something else, you have 3 hours
>Sorry, but I can't
>Write In

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gonna be a bit, have to move
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>>1905728
>Show up an hour before, grab Charlotte, or do something else, you have 3 hours
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>>1905728
>Show up an hour before, grab Charlotte, or do something else, you have 3 hours
Guess it could help having another pair of eyes around the estate in case anyone does break in.
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>>1905728
>grab Charlotte and head over, scout the place for points of entry and secure the shit out of it
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>>1905728
Well, shit man, now I feel even more for the old guy. Either option 1 or 2, eitheway, maybe the god(s) of plot convenience will toss the jackass our way.
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>>1905728
Gotta go with
>>1905769
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>>1905728
>>1905755
Changing to
>>1905769
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>>1905728
>Show up an hour before, grab Charlotte, or do something else, you have 3 hours
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>>1905755
>>1905761
>>1905769
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>>1905821
>>1905834
Writing.
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I am getting a strange vibe from this oji-san...
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>>1905894
Yeah, chances are, he's our guy. Either his daughter is pulling a Elizabeth Bathory and he's helping her, or he's trying to rebuild her from her corpse. Or he could just be insane.
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>>1905894
Yeah, it's kind of suspicious. I mean, blindly trusting the word of someone we just met? But eh. I'll trust in us. And out bat.
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>>1905898
Then why ask us to come?
I think he's just an old man
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>>1905906
Anons are being a bit paranoid. Still he's being suspicious. But since he said he intended to leave the family business to his daughter and apparently it's his SON who is the head of the business. Maybe his son is a vampire and the old man is fearfull for her.
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>Show up an hour before, grab Charlotte, or do something else, you have 3 hours
>grab Charlotte and head over, scout the place for points of entry and secure the shit out of it
"I accept, Mr. Morrcock, however I need to get some stuff situated before I head over. I'll be there by 11PM, so I can scout the area."

He lets out a relieved sigh after you agree to help him.

"Well, my men will generally take care of that, but if you want to check it yourself, it might take you at least thirty minutes, that's how long my own men take.. It's a decent size after all, son."

That leaves you 2 and a half hours to go grab Charlotte. After talking to Lord Morrcock, you calculate the time it would take you to grab Charlotte and head over there would be about 15 minutes each way, cutting your time to just two hours. That's not too bad. Time to go get your little helper.

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You waste no time, physically running back to go grab Charlotte from your room. Zipping past the lobby and front desk, you barrel up to your room and open the door up. You open up to see some of the tools you used to craft New York no Shinbatsu, Charlotte's Gear, and Charlotte herself, She's soundly sleeping in bed snoring and drooling in a set of button-down cotton pajama top and pants, which are a little small, her midsection staining the buttons a bit. What fat hot mess she is.

"Charlotte!" you speak clearly, but not too loud, you don't want another fucking infraction again.

No response.

Don't tell me she's some kind of heavy sleeper or some shit.

>Try to wake her up
>Grab her and her shit and go
>Write in

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Inventory:
New York no Shinbatsu
461 Gelt
School Uniform

>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 24
>Manly: 30 (+3)
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 14

Background: Banchou
>Strongest:
>Bonus to Strength checks
>Bonus to Intimidate - Can always Intimidate

>Trait Write In: (-2)
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>>1905920
I never learn
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>>1905920
>>Grab her and her shit and go
1 because we have no time, and 2 because a lady needs her beauty sleep, if anything mum taught us is true.
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>>1905920
Grab her, her shit and let's go.
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>>1905920
>>Grab her and her shit and go
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>>1905920
>>Try to wake her up
>She's soundly sleeping in bed snoring and drooling in a set of button-down cotton pajama top and pants
She is adorable
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>>1905920
>>Grab her and her shit and go
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>>1905920
>Grab her and her shit and go

piggy back her
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>>1905920
We DO have 2 hours left... so I say try waking her. If nothing is achieved in 10 minutes, grab her and go.
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>>1905920
>Grab her and her shit and go
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>>1905920
>grab her and her stuff and go
>also, seeing as shes a glutton, see if the smell of food, the promise of food, and/or The the promise of food will wake her.
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>>1905920
>Grab her and her shit and go
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>>1905920
>Try to wake her up
With food
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>>1905980
Shit, meant some actual food for the third one
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>>1905968
But anon this is the perfect time to exercise. Why are you trying to avoid gains?
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>>1905991
We can lift her to get SWOLE, she is kinda heavy. If she wakes, all the better.
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>>1905935

You don't have time for this shit.

You get in the room, turn the lamp on. There's sleeping beauty all right. Her little PJs are bright pink, with all sorts of dessert, cupcakes, and other sweets. You waste no time picking her up, she's kinda heavy for her size, but you are very very strong, more so than you felt before coming here honestly. You get her in a piggy back easily, her drool getting on her shoulder, but then you realize how fucking cumbersome it is to carry a little girl, her big backpack, your bat, AND get through some of the doors around here without use of your hands because of how awkward it is. You end up hauling her over one shoulder, and her bag over the other. Her chunky caboose is smooshing into your face a bit, but at least you can turn the light out and open and close the door behind you.

Legging it down the steps, you happen to notice Henrietta isn't there. In her place is a older, somewhat more heavy-set woman.

You can see where this is going.

You ask the woman where your cute clerk lady friend is, praying it don't be like you think it be.

"Henrietta? She went out on break to go get something to eat. She was supposed to be back over 20 minutes ago. I think she went to the Tavern down the street"

Oh but it do!

> 2 hours and 10 minutes before the arranged meeting time

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Inventory:
New York no Shinbatsu
461 Gelt
School Uniform

>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 24
>Manly: 30 (+3)
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 14

Background: Banchou
>Strongest:
>Bonus to Strength checks
>Bonus to Intimidate - Can always Intimidate

>Trait Write In: (-2)
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>>1906023
Exactly.
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>>1906043

Your stomach flips over after hearing the news.

>Go look for her at the tavern
>She'll make it back, you trust her
>Write in

Fug
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>>1906043
>She was supposed to be back over 20 minutes ago

FFFFFFFF...
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>>1906043
check up on henrietta
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>>1906056
>>Go look for her at the tavern
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>>1906056

I don't trust the fucker. But we can't protect everyone. And if anything we have at least a day before failling the quest. No you know what? Fuck that noise we are getting her

>Go after her.
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>>1906056
>Go look for her at the tavern
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>>1906056
>>Go look for her at the tavern
>Shake Charlotte to wake her up
her free ride is over, it's crunch time
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>>1906043
>>1906056
>>1906058
>>1906060
>>1906063

You pause for a second, trying to get the hamster spinning your brain to run again, considering the dire situation.

The older lady has a sheepish look on her face, rather than being upset her premier clerk is missing.

"I think she's having some boy problems. Ahh, to be young and in love."

Your already out the door before she finishes. Legging it hard with a girl over your shoulder.

Fortunately the tavern is on the way to the Morrcock estate.

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You manage to bust in to the Broken Axle without incident. The guy at the door could feel your sense of urgency and decided he didn't want any of the bat in your left hand. Good.

Once you open up, you immediately notice it's relatively empty at this time of night, strangely enough. In spite of this it's loud as fuck, somethings going on. You thought these types might be drinking at this hour. There are a few things you observe.

There are three tables put together, at the center where there's quite the spectacle going on. All the customers at these table are sitting around the area all singing a bawdy song, there being more then ten easily, all men. Atop the table the table there is a dark-skinned woman making quite the scene. She dances around as the men sing for her. You notice all her friends are dressed in matching red colors.

Licking this beautiful woman over with your gaze, you feel the room heat up as she tears up those tables, completely unrestrained in the show she's giving all her male friends. She's wearing a dancer-lookin outfit that doesn't leave too much to the imagination. Her admirers are all hollering and shit and she allows to ogle and whistle and catcall freely. Definitely all having a good time. The lot of them are all drunk. Damn!

There's only a couple customers in the facility other than the boisterous group in the middle.

The bartender is watching the show, cleaning his mugs at the bar. There's about two or three othe-Hey look, is that Virgin-kun, fancy that. He seems to be drinking away his sorrows right now, head on the bar counter. Ouch.

There's another guy in the corner sipping on something. He looks like he does some kind of messy work. He wears and apron, and large gloves. His hair is neatly combed and he wears glasses. You can't tell if he's also enjoying the show, or just disgusted.

Finally, you find Henrietta. She was sitting with the rowdy onlookers and the dancing lady the whole time. You couldn't tell at first because she's face down. Totally shitfaced


Shi'ne! This is going from bad to worse. You wonder if this wild dancing woman falls under the parameters of the serial kidnapper/murderer's desires.

>Check Henrietta, see if she's okay first
>Talk to the brown lady
>Get a drink, you really need one right now
>Write in

>2 hours and 1 minute left before the scheduled meeting time
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>>1906218
>>Check Henrietta, see if she's okay first
KUSO! Didn't I just tell you that there is a guy going around killing pretty women at night?
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>>1906218
>>Check Henrietta, see if she's okay first
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>>1906218
>Check Henrietta, see if she's okay first
Take her with us, it's a misdirection play, get us to look after his daughter while henrietta is vulnerable
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>>1906218
>Write in
Check on Henrietta to see if she's ok and then pay the establishment to get Henrietta to a room safely for the night.
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>>1906218
>Check Henrietta, see if she's okay first
>Sling her over your other shoulder and get her back to the guild
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>>1905728
>The kidnapper always appears at 12AM
>12 AM
How many bongs is that?
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>>1906249
I believe it's the same. But the tavern and the old man house are both in the area were we suspect the attacker will show up. I say grab Enry and carry her the brown lady AND Charlotte to the manor.

We will have all the possible victims with us were we can protect then.

Also:
>dark skinned
>dancer


>>1906218
>Check Henrietta, see if she's okay first
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>>1906258
Nah man carry her to the manor and bring the dark skinned girl to. More easy to protect all of then if they are all on the same roof.
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>>1906218
>>Check Henrietta, see if she's okay first
>>Talk to the brown lady
>>Write in
Double check the pattern for the killer. Where would he strike now?
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>>1906300
i wonder if the brown lady has purple hair
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Ugh.

You wonder how Charlotte can sleep through this racket as you walk up to Henrietta. Before you tap her on the shoulder, the feet hitting the table stops as you hear a light soprano address you. She cracks a bunch of relatively lame jokes.

"Hey, is this this the guy you were talking about, Riri? Wow, looks like he brought the rest of the family too. Aren't you a little young to have a child already? I guess you work as fast as your girlfriends says."

The group laughs as their lady friend make a bunch of jokes. Your having some trouble understanding what is going on as a bunch of jokes are sent your way.

You ignore her and try to shake Henrietta awake. She's still groggy, but it looks like she's coming to.

As Henrietta wakes, the brown woman speaks up again, a little less happy.

"What's the matter tough guy? Do you not have any manners?"

You look at her with a mixture of irritation and confusion, prompting her to extend her hand out daintily. Her friends are giving you that look you hate, their bodies swathed in red cloth like weird desert men

"Call me Shara, what's your name, handsome?"

You clearly interest her in some way, despite all the dudes she already has. You can tell when someone is checking you out. She's quite straightforward.

>Indulge her, while Henrietta is recuperating, maybe she can tell you something interesting about the kidnappings
>Ignore her, ask the bartender if he knows anything
>Write in
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>>1906329
>Write-in
>Ignore handshake "Billy the Bat, don't forget it, don't wear it out, and don't anger it."
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>>1906329
>>Indulge her, while Henrietta is recuperating, maybe she can tell you something interesting about the kidnappings
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>>1906329
>>1906334
I like this supporting
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>>1906329
>Ignore her, ask the bartender if he knows anything
BEGONE THOT
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>>1906334
This, then get Henrietta out of there.
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>>1906329
>>Write-in
>>Ignore handshake "Billy the Bat, don't forget it, don't wear it out, and don't anger it."
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>>1906329
>>Indulge her, while Henrietta is recuperating, maybe she can tell you something interesting about the kidnappings
>>Write-in
"Billy the Bat. And the small girl is Charlotte, a member of my party and a damn good crafter."
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>>1906329
>Ignore handshake "Billy the Bat, don't forget it, don't wear it out, and don't anger it."
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>>1906329
>>1906334
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>>1906362

Manly +3

>Ignore handshake "Billy the Bat, don't forget it, don't wear it out, and don't anger it."

This is a huge waste of your time. You bat her hand out of the way eliciting some murmuring and language from the little group. The dancers face continues to glow with a content smile, undeterred by your rudeness. You speak plainly

"Billy the Bat, don't forget it, don't wear it out, and don't anger it."

"Such a manly guy you are Billy the Bat, you really know how to pique a girl's interest you sly dog, playing hard to get like that."

You were waiting for her to get your name wrong, but she doesn't? What the fuck is going on here?

Before you get to ponder what the fuck actually is going on there, Henrietta has woken up and has jumped into you.

"Bieri, I was hoping you were coming this way, I was worried you stopped thinking about me!"

"Oh my." Shara says smugly with her hand over her mouth while grinning.

Henrietta is certainly plastered alright. Her words were slurred into near incoherence, her breath reeks of alcohol, and her body is hot as she drapes it over you, struggling to stand.

KUSO! Didn't we just discuss that there's a guy going around killing beautiful women?

"Beautiful women eh? Shara, you better watch out, they'll kill you to."

The other guys laugh at that, but Shara is completely focused on you.

Henrietta struggles to look into your eyes. How much did she drink?

"You dun haf ta be so mean abou ii, Bieri. I was jus gettin somethin ta ea...an then ah met miss Shara over her, and she helped me haff a gud tiem..."

She must have overdone it by accident, or something.

"Henrietta, we have to go before that guy from the quest you gave me comes and kidnaps you, or worse. It doesn't seem like you can walk, can I carry ya out of here?"

"I would luv ya ta carry me Bieri-chan, any tiem" She slurrs.

Ignoring the butching of the honorific system of your native language, you manage to fit her on your other shoulder, sliding the Charlotte's bag down to your back to make enough room. She's about as heavy as Charlotte, although a fully grown woman. That said, this is kind of awkward. You can carry everything, but you can't run, without risking dropping one of them. It will certainly make it longer to get to your destination.

"Wheeeeee!!!!"

Henrietta seems to be enjoying herself, dangling over your shoulder.

Your about to leave, when you feel a hand on your arm stop you.

"Wait, Billy..."

Shara has your hand. You turn to her.

"You said there's a woman-slaying man on the loose."

Gone is the energy she once had. She's much more serious now.

"I might be a flirt and a little more bold than other girls, but I am still a lady though. Do you really dislike me that much that your not going to offer me safety from something scary like that?"

>I'm sorry, I don't know you well enough
>What about your friends?
>Let's go then. Quickly
>Write in
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>>1906482
1 hour, 45 minutes left until scheduled meeting time.
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>>1906482
>>What about your friends?
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>>1906482
>>Let's go then. Quickly
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>>1906482
>Let's go then. Quickly
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>>1906482
>>What about your friends?
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>>1906482
>What about your friends?
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>>1906482
>>Let's go then. Quickly
She's right that was totally unmanly.
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>>1906482
>Let's go then. Quickly
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>>1906482
>Write in
>"Tsk, fine, but I'm not gonna carry you like these two."
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>>1906512
More like people might be thinking she works in the inn or has a party since there were a bunch of guys with her.

Also this is slowly becoming a harem...i also hope she has some clothes because it's cold during the night and we still need to go to the guys manor.
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>>1906482
She kills women and steals their youth and beauty.
She's the one
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>>1906532
I hope we get like +15 clever for this if you're right.
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I wonder how wet the dancer puss is going to get once we go to the manor.

Hope the Oji doesn't mind with us brigging everybody. We haven't mentioned our party size fortunantly.
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>>1906532
Well it would explai why she sundelly looked so serious to us. But anyway that's even better because we get a chance to keep a eye on her.
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>>1906482
>What about your friends?
>Let's go then
>Tsk, fine, but I'm not carrying you like these two +2 Clever

"What about your friends?"

"She looks over at her pals sitting around who were just partying hard with her."

"These idiots, there just a bunch of drunk idiots. A girl could do better. You look far more reliable."

One of the drunk idiots pipes up.

"B-but mistress y-"

She gives the guy one look and he shuts the hell up. Impressive.

"Fine let's go then"

"Yay"

She hops off the table and takes you by the arm.

"Tsk, you better not ask to be carried like these two."

She laughs and punches your arm.

Hey, that's a lot to carry, maybe I can take the little one?

>Give her Charlotte
>I can handle it

You head out into the brisk night air. It's definitely dropped a few degrees, but your new aquaintance doesn't seem affected. She's not even wearing shoes, the madwoman!

Where to next, darling?

She's hot, but she shouldn't be throwing terms of endearment around like that. Henrietta seems to have passed out again, and Charlotte is STILL asleep. Fuck, she's like an actual rock.

Where to next?

>I can drop Henrietta off at the Guild hall
>I'm wasting time, I should really just head to the old man's house, It's probably well defended enough for everyone
>Write in

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Inventory:
New York no Shinbatsu
461 Gelt
School Uniform

>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 24
>Manly: 33 (+3)
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 14

Background: Banchou
>Strongest:
>Bonus to Strength checks
>Bonus to Intimidate - Can always Intimidate

>Trait Write In: (-2)
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>>1906529
I hope not.
I don't want those people
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>>1906609
>>1906529

Trust me, I wouldn't do that to you guys, unless it's voted on I guess
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>>1906608
>>I'm wasting time, I should really just head to the old man's house, It's probably well defended enough for everyone
I'm sure he'll forgive us.
>>1906532
That would be bad if the first dark skinned woman we meet in the quest is automatically the bad guy!
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>>1906608
>I can drop Henrietta off at the Guild hall
Safest option
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>>1906608
>I can handle it
>Drop Hentietta off
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>>1906608
>Give her Charlotte
>I'm wasting time, I should really just head to the old man's house, It's probably well defended enough for everyone
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>>1906608
Oh hell no we're not giving her the girl. I say we draw our bat and take a swing at her. She's definitely the killer.
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>>1906621
Cool your autism jets. Our hands are full anyway.
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>>1906621
We need proof, keep an eye on her
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>>1906608
>I can handle it
>I'm wasting time, I should really just head to the old man's house, It's probably well defended enough for everyone
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>>1906608
How long will it take to drop her off and get go to the mansion
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>>1906621
Jesus Christ hombre cool this jets.
>>1906634
I'd prefer we have all the pretty ladies in one room so we can keep an eye on the few characters we care about.
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>>1906608

>I can handle it
>I'm wasting time, I should really just head to the old man's house, It's probably well defended enough for everyone
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>>1906634

>I can handle it
>I'm wasting time, I should really just head to the old man's house, It's probably well defended enough for everyone

Roll for it, Your hauling over 200 pounds of Pussy and Ass for a decent distance.
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Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>1906648
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Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>1906648
FIGHTING SPIRIT!
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Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>1906649
>>1906651
:D
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>>1906648
YOSH!
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>>1906651
>>1906649

That'll do Anon, That'll do. Writing
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>>1906649
MANLY AS FUCK!
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Don't underestimate a Yankees strength when it comes to picking up chicks!
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>>1906663
That is not the correct picture at all but I am going to stick with it.
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>>1906651
Not even fuckin' winded. Manly+fightin' spirit is a scary ass combo indeed.
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>>1906657

+4 Fighting Spirit
Rolled 99 - Damn you Stronk

>I can handle it
>I'm wasting time, I should really just head to the old man's house, It's probably well defended enough for everyone

You have about an hour and 30 minutes to make good on your word to meet with the old man, You aren't about to some unconscious women get in the way of an agreement between men. You can't let Ojisan down like that!

The two of you start walking

"I can handle it. There probably about the same weight anyways"

"You sure you can handle that, big man"

Shara teases you, but it just fires you up, causing you to want to go all out.

"Here watch this...YOSH"

"H-Hey!?!!"

In one swift motion, you manage to flip Charlotte, Charlotte's bag and Henrietta onto one arm, carrying all three. You made sure to overlap Charlotte's body with Henrietta's, in which you could have sword you heard a faint wheeze come out of the smaller girl

"...Fwuuuueeeeh..."

You don't acknowledge it, since she still didn't wake up.

After moving them, you also used your batting hand to pick Shara up too! She's quite impressed with your strength.

"...I thought you said you weren't gonna give me a ride though?"

The two of you make conversation, you find her to be easy company, surprisingly. You explain your situation, not being from around here. She spins you a similar story. She's just here to have a good time and find some excitement in her life, especially after her boss punished her for being too rowdy. You can relate.

You make it to the manner in record time, you still have over an hour to kill, despite acting as everyone's legs. The guards at the entrance are quick to stop you, only expecting one other person. They are quickly stopped by Lord Morrcock, who scolds them.

He is pleased you came early, despite the fact that you ended up bringing up so many uninvited guests. Though he was wearing much more noble clothing earlier, he wears a rather plain white shirt and some trousers. He welcomes you warmly.

"You sure are the player, eh son, I leave you alone for a couple of hours and you deliver girls to me by the armful."

Ojisan, Shara, and you have a good laugh.

You take the time to analyze the area after dropping the girls off inside, to which Lord Morrcock entreats them.

Looking over the place, the overall shape is square, and it has a large courtyard. Inside the estate is a bunch of halls and steps. Lord Morrcock insists that the safest place is the basement. It looks pretty well defended. There are a decent number of guards. There are 12 total. Six on the inside and six outside. It's quite well guarded, there are high walls in the courtyard. The assailant would have to come from the main gate

Where will you position yourself in case you have company?

>The front gate, I will be the first thing they see.
>The safehouse, I can't risk losing my charges if they manage to breach our defenses somehow
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>>1906751
>The safehouse, I can't risk losing my charges if they manage to breach our defenses somehow
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>>1906751
>>The front gate, I will be the first thing they see.
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>>1906751
>>The safehouse, I can't risk losing my charges if they manage to breach our defenses somehow
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>>1906751
>>The safehouse, I can't risk losing my charges if they manage to breach our defenses somehow
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>>1906751
>The safehouse, I can't risk losing my charges if they manage to breach our defenses somehow

This place is fantasy bullshit. Could be invisible or walk through walls or somwthing, best to stay close. Maybe even pepper the floor, walls, and ceiling with flour or something in case it's an invisible assailant that can walk on walls. Might be a bit too paranoid though, with that.
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>>1906770
>loosing sight of the targets.

The creature/man can easily pass by us the manor is huge so he can sneak in easily. Protecting the girls should be the main goal.
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>>1906751
>fitan spirit + manly
>No murderer is gonna get through us, guard our charges!
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>>1906781
Agreed, specialy since there is stuffs like potionsin this world. If anything the guy can drink a invisibility potion and pass everything.
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>>1906781
It ain't paranoia if there is something out there.

Calling clever on that.
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>>1906781
Ask for flour [Clever]
Bags
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>Ask for Flour bags
Clever -1
>The safehouse, I can't risk losing my charges if they manage to breach our defenses somehow

The idea of an invisible enemy crosses you mind, considering all the magical bullshit about this place. You scrounge through Charlotte's bag first, for a long while before getting some kinda powder. You hope you won't have to use it.

Of course you wouldn't leave the girls unattended. You have to protect them all! Even Charlotte. You sit next to a neat pile of women and Shara, bat in hand, psyching yourself.

"Don't hurt yourself with that meditation, darling."

Shara jokes.


"Better you than me, in this situation. Darling"

You mock her, but she takes it in good nature. Unfortunately you have another distraction.

There is a cell in the basement. It's a decently large room, with one holding cell big enough for a group of people, currently being occupied by Mr. Morrcock's daughter. Monica. The two of them are currently fighting, Mr. Morrcock has chosen to arm himself with a pitchfork. Eh, you give him points for even considering it.

"...Let me out, your bogeyman isn't real. You just need to keep filling the streets with our men so these deaths stop happening..."

"...Monica, this is serious, I can't lose you..."

It's only a couple of minutes to midnight. You're psyched up for this, but...You consider putting the other girls in the cell, like old man Morrcock has.

You look at Shara. She just shrugs, not seeming to really care at all.

>Leave them be
>Get the girls in the cell, While Monica is distracted
>Get them all in the cell, gotta play it safe.
>Write in
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>>1906857
>>1906751
>>1906762
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>>1906857
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>>1906857
>Write in
Talk to Monica and Morrcock, we're a goddamn powerhouse and we aren't going to let anything happen to her, she doesn't have to stay in the cell but at least have her stay with the other girls. Like it or not we're here for her protection.
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>>1906857
>Leave them be
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>>1906857
>Get them all in the cell, gotta play it safe.
Might as well make her swoon too, since we seem to be good at
Girls are fickle
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>>1906864
Yeah show off our manliness! Burn some points to really convince her? >>1906860
Don't feel the need to link all of our posts, if anything just link the original post that was voted on so it cuts on confusion.
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>>1906872
I'm pretty tired, I'm going to do some silly things at this hour
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>>1906857
Do this: >>1906864
Also just tell her it will be just a slumber party or something so her father has his mind at ease. She doesn't need to be in the cell we will protect then.
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>>1906857
Damn, my paranoia is going into overdrive here. On one hand, the assailant could, actually, walk through walls. In that case, being outside the cell would be a detriment. But if the guy comes in from outside, we'd have to exit the cell, and he might make his/her/It's way through our companions. But if we bring everyone in, then we cant go out without risk, and if he comes in, it's a disadvantage to us fighting in an enclosed space. And this doesn't even take into account if the assailant is actually in the party right now, like the girl or the old man. But you said you wouldn't do that.or would you...?

Eh, I'll leave this to other anons.
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>>1906880
Outside door
Wake fatty up too, she's supposed to help us
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>>1906883
Outside door with the door open, ready to shut
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>>1906888
Well, trips don't lie, and it's a decent compromise.
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>>1906883
Also this.>>1906888


Time to wake up fatty princess from her slumber.
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Fatty can stay inside and keep a eye on the girls while we stay outside the basement door
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Rolled 89 (1d100)

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>>1906963
Did someone call for a roll while I wasn't looking?
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>>1906879

>Manly -2
>Convince Monica and Lord Morrcock
>Talk to Monica and Morrcock, we're a goddamn powerhouse and we aren't going to let anything happen to her, she doesn't have to stay in the cell but at least have her stay with the other girls. Like it or not we're here for her protection.

Seeing Morrcock fight with his daughter like this, it's unbecoming of a family man like him to give into his fear. You shout to get their attention.

"OREGA MAMORU!!!"

The sterile white room falls silent, it sounds like one of the girls that was sleeping behind you is starting to stir. Having gotten their attention, you beat your fist over your chest with a fire in your eyes.

"I will protect everyone. No matter what. Of this there is no question! You have my word. There's no need to fight amongst ourselves"

The effect of your own strength of will seems to reassure the two Morrcocks. They both share a more self-assured visage.

"Your right, son. Forgive me Monica, I was being rash. This is no place for my daughter."

"It's fine, I understand. Although I'll forgive you more if you introduce me to your new friend over there..."

She spruces herself up and glances your way. Just as Lord Morrcock is letting out his daughter, you faintly detect the sound of several screams, men and women. Surmising that they are the screams of his servants and warriors, you ready New York No Shinbatsu, wrapping the chain up and getting into position. You've been waiting for this. There is a terrible, percussive, smashing that shakes the whole room. It's coming from above. From the ceiling.

SMASH
SMASH
SMASH

Whatever is doing the smashing, it's big and heavy. Not a great sign, considering this place has average size, something very large will quickly make this little safe house very small.

Suddenly, the ceiling collapses right in front of you, having been utterly caved in from above. It's hard to see anything at first, but your sixth sense doesn't lie to you when your being swung at, so you block. The impact hits Shinbatsu, the chains wrapped around your hands providing protection to your flesh from the way the weapon you blocked bounces off of Shinbatsu.

It was powerful, a very heavy blow. The air is whipped by the contact It makes your hands shake just a little afterwards, having taken it head on. The opponent is physically very imposing. Everyone who is coherent is currently trying to figure out what's going on. The silouette of the figure that attacked

It is a massive, massive man, perhaps the biggest you've ever seen in person. He has about two feet on you, you estimate. His body is also immensely broad and thick. One of his arms are about the circumference of your torso. His skin is ruddy, a mixture of muddy, yuck pale browns and blood color his skin. He wears an apron and trousers. Hew even has a potato sack over his head. Shit! it's some kind of slasher villain!

Cont. (1/2)
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>>1906971
BANG
BOOM
STRAIGHT TO THE MOON
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>>1906971
Finally a real fight!
inb4 on the next episode cause it's so late
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>>1906985
Gotta sleep soon.
Fug
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>>1906971
His massive bear paws for hands wield in it a massive cleaving weapon. It is easily as long as a man and is crescent in shape, the sharp end is curved into a concave, scything shape, leaving large outer back-blade as a good bludgeon in addition to the hacking blade. His one interesting feature is the large collar around his neck, the metal apparatus is immense, with pointy shit all over it, just under his sack mask, baroque and protruding. .

This room isn't small, but this guy fills it up rather easily by himself. You could definitely outfight him, you think, but you have to be wary of your present company. Everybody else is either in shock or asleep, and currently you are the only thing in this motherfucker's way, aside from about 15 feet. The cell might be a good idea, the bars probably won't provide that much protection, but the extra space will. This guy's reach could be a problem.

Damn, this will be just a little more complicated than usual. Gonna have to go for the grand salami on his potato head.

Kakatte Koiyo!!!!!

_____________________________________


That's it for tonight. Sorry for not getting to the fight. It's too late for me. Thank you for participating with me today. hopefully I see you all tomorrow at 6:00PM EST. It's gonna be a great fight!
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>>1906994
Nini
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>>1906994
>Kakatte Koiyo!!!!!
No matter how many times I say it out loud I can't figure out what this is supposed to be... anyone is the next thread gonna be this same one or a new thread entirely?
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>>1906996
It essentially means "Bring it on!"
Add invectives as desired.
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>>1906996
It's what Noriaki Kakyoin says when he poses in the Capcom fighting game.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P0kJbMqTPTM
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>>1906994
Time to go David vs Goliath. Break under his arm and bash his knees until he drops.
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>>1906994
Thanks for running!
If you make another thread please post link
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I'm ready Mr. Crabs.
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>>1907909
As am I! We probably still got another 20 mins tho.
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Also can't believe we missed theoportunity to say: "You are one big guy aren't you?" To the murderer.
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>>1907917
This quest is worth the wait.~
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>>1907920
If I take off the sack, will you die
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>>1907920
We haven't missed it yet!
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>>1907931
I think that depends on which sack we take out
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>>1907909
>>1907917
>>1907920
>>1907923
>>1907931
>>1907932
>>1907935

Quick Vote:
>Make a new thread
>Stay Here

Writing regardless.
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>>1907937
>stay here
Unless you're planning a long thread
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>>1907949
Pretty much this. Depends on how long you plan on this thread being.
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>>1907937

>Stay Here
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>>1907937
>>1907949
>>1907957

Perhaps I should finish the fight and then make a new thread? That's what I was thinking. I just wanted to make sure everyone was here. Seem to be the optimal plan

I'm guestimating less than 200 more posts. advice is appreciated, I'm not adept at threadmaking yet, much to my chagrin.

Almost ready.
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>>1907937
Threads go on for a while. Don't see the point of making a new one till page 10
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>>1907937
Stay. Tread in /q/ can survive a whole lots of time and pages
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>>1907960
>>1907964
Yeah, threads here go beyond 1000 posts easy, so just wait till it's near falling off.
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>>1907960
Let's wait then, instead of pushing anther ded thread off
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>>1907966
Isn't the bump limits around 700 posts? Unless the thread is inactive for a couple of days.
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>>1907969
Bump limit's something like 700, but they'll stay around for a couple of days at least. Note the original isekai thread is still around, so that'll give you an idea of how long they last.
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>>1907937
>>1907949
>>1907951
>>1907957
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>>1907968
>>1907969
>>1907976

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jSBsDQZJNXA

The large, imposing man now stands over the rubble he created from bashing in the safe house ceiling above you like it was made of paper machete in the center of the room. The big guy is very quiet, and focuses intently on you while the collar on around his neck forces him to upright to avoid digging into his body. His bloody apron and heavy duty work gloves cover over his deathly pale and swampy skin-tone, like blood mixed with dirt. After blocking his attempt to strike you, you watch him finger the blade of his massive, concave cleaver-esque weapon as he stays vigilant. The end has a large pointed tip, almost like a hooked end that juts out. His weapon is obscenely large, and brutal. It would be very bad if anyone, even you, and especially everyone else present took a direct hit from the huge hunk of iron. These others would most surely be maimed or killed.

You find this to be an issue concerning the welfare of those you swore to protect, there is about 20 feet of separation between him and them, with you in front of them. Lord Morrcock stands in front of the girls, they are all in the corner of the room where the exit to the cell is. The door is open. This is not a favorable position and your best options are to either get behind the cell for protection, or to push this guy farther away to keep everyone out of harms reach.

"By Prontus!"

"Wha-what's going on? I-....EEEEK!!"

"AAIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!!!!!!"

"Oh wow, through the cieling, I wasn't expecting that"

"...zzzzZZZZ-*snork*-zzzz....."

Your companions react to the behemoth as your staring him down, you can't even bother to attach each voice to the lot of them, though it probably wouldn't be that difficult. You may have to be slightly more tactical then usual, or more fast and brutal. Time to decide which one will work better.

>[Fightin Spirit] Charge in. Head on.
>Don’t commit to anything just yet, Size him up
>Damn, that flour is probably usele-...Wait a minute!
>Actually, going into the cell is not a bad idea guys.
>Write in

Lord Morrcock is currently standing in front of the girls
Monica is next to him, cowering
Henrietta seems confused as she wakes up from her stupor
Shara is taking this surprisingly well.
Charlotte is STILL fucking sleeping.

Your unscathed and ready to whoop some ass.

____________________________________

Current Weapon: New York no Shinbatsu

>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 25
>Manly: 33
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 14
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>>1908039
>>>Actually, going into the cell is not a bad idea guys.
>>[Fightin Spirit] Charge in. Head on.
HENTO KAISHIN!
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>>1907961
>>1907964
>>1907966
>>1907968
>>1907969
>>1907976

Duly noted. Thanks for confirming some things to me
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>>1908039
Get them back while we fight, use his size to our advantage since we're in a room, until he breaks the
Also attempt communication, ask him why
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>>1908039
>>[Fightin Spirit] Charge in. Head on.

We are the MANLIEST!
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>>1908039
>Don’t commit to anything just yet, Size him up

>Write in: "Dam you are a really big guy aren't you?" Then say to the others. "Old man i will distract him take the girls out please." Then charge but try to avoid his cleave focusing in damaging his knee
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>>1908039
>"Wha-what's going on? I-....EEEEK!!"
Fatty

>"...zzzzZZZZ-*snork*-zzzz....."
Drunk

>"Oh wow, through the cieling, I wasn't expecting that"
Brown goddess

>"AAIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!!!!!!"
Daughter

>"By Prontus!"
Old man
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>>1908039
>[Fightin' Spirit] Charge in. Head on.
Let's bust some kneecaps with Shinbatsu
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>>1908064

I think the first two are reversed.

>"Wha-what's going on? I-....EEEEK!!"
Rinri

>"...zzzzZZZZ-*snork*-zzzz....."
Fatty
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>>1908064
Mixed up the first two there, chief
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>>1908039
>[Fightin Spirit] Charge in. Head on.

Save the flour for later, if things get dire.
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Also i must say i'm impressed of how deep is Lotte ( Charlotte) sleep.
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>>1906218
>There's another guy in the corner sipping on something. He looks like he does some kind of messy work. He wears and apron, and large gloves. His hair is neatly combed and he wears glasses.

>>1906971
>He wears an apron and trousers.

Huh. What do you know.
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>>1908112
Nice catch. Also kinda glad we went to the tavern and brougth the girls with us.
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>>1908116
Yeah, he might've actually been after one of the girls there, but then we moved his target to here.
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>>1908039
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>>1908091


>Write in: "Dam you are a really big guy aren't you?" Then say to the others. "Old man i will distract him take the girls out please."
>Get them back while we fight, use his size to our advantage since we're in a room, until he breaks the
Also attempt communication, ask him why
>[Fightin Spirit] Charge in. Head on.


Before you charge in recklessly to bash his head in, you have only one question for the oversized gentleman in an attempt to communicate with him.

"Damn. Your a really big guy, aren't you?"

"..."

He's not much of a talker, making little noise other than a soft, low rumble from his chest.

"Everyone, get back!"

They heed you, moving as far away as possible, giving themselves a little bit more distance from the big man. Good thing you had that pep-talk earlier.

Lord Morrcock is currently standing in front of the girls.
Monica is next to him, cowering.
Henrietta seems confused as she wakes up from her stupor.
Shara is taking this surprisingly well.
Charlotte is STILL fucking sleeping.

You're unscathed and about to whoop some ass.

____________________________________


Roll 1d100 for taking the initiative, I will take the highest of the first 3 rolls
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Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>1908125
I got this
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Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>1908125
LETS GOOO
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Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>1908125
Swiggity swooty let's kick some booty
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Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>1908125
THIS GUY IS HUGE! THAT MEANS HE HAS HUGE GUTS!
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>>1908086
>>1908087
But we woke fatty up didn't we, like 4 seconds before talking to them, then immediately got attacked
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Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>1908125
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>>1908142
We tried to but she's a fuckin' brick
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>>1908142
Nope we were about to wake her up but then the fucker showed up.
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>>1908125
>>1908128
>>1908129
>>1908131

DC 50: Rolled 85 - A good start.

It seems like your wild charge in was just the right call. You were able to overwhelm your opponent this time.

Dashing in, you bat your opponent's weapon away from in front of his body, opening him up. He isn't able to react as his arms are forcfully moved from his away, defeating his defense.

You loose a loud grunt of effort as you seize the moment, capping your opponent's right knee. He honestly doesn't react at much, only dipping very slightly from the blow, despite feeling a destructive shift of flesh beneath his skin, signalling it was solid. His threshold for pain must be high. You need to keep pushing him away.

After striking him in the leg, you quickly check him with your shoulder like a linebacker. It was a good follow up, but you only make him step back a bit. This fucker won't be easy to shift.

"Ohh, nice shot!"

After ramming him, you attempt to back up enough out of range, but now it's his turn!

He takes his cleaver and back-swings at you, using the position you put his weapon into to begin. The flat part of the backblade comes careening from your left flank as your backing away.

Roll to avoid. Taking the best of 5.
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Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>1908170
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Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>1908170
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Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>1908170
Write-in: "Someone wake up Sleeping Dumbass!"
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Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>1908170
Rev up those 100s!
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Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>1908176
>>1908170
Yoooo
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>>1908176
YOooo!! Also Sleeping bag is either so sure of our powerness that she feels safe or she is so used with us screaming our lungs out that nothing louder then us will wake her up.

I wonder how wet the dancer is going to get after this.
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>>1908196
As long as she isn't some secret evil bad person I will be happy either way.
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>>1908200
Well we aren't exactly a good person either. We are a delunquent after all. Also my guess is that she's kinda a hybrid half-goblin half human or some other bs.
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>>1908196
I get the feeling dancer is a wanderer who goes off to find interesting people, but is actually a rather important person themselves.
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>>1908252
What are the bets here? Former adventurer? Dark elf? Dragon? Also from our world? Actually just a dancer?
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>>1908266
Ide say either former adventurer Or the daughter/descendant of a famous one.

Think dragons unlikely this early into the quest.
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>>1908266
It'd be cool to see another person from our world. Maybe even someone from a different point in time could be cool.
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>>1908170
>>1908173
>>1908175
>>1908176
>>1908177
>>1908178

The strike come in slow enough that you're able to stick your feet after your dodge, to which you again are able to take advantage of, much like seizing the initiative.

You immediately duck underneath the blow. It whips the air above your head as you clear the attack, and take a lunging step forward while doing so, negating the distance you just made.

As you shoot underneath the swing, Shinbatsu strikes again into the beefy opponent, striking squarely into the same part of the leg: right on the inside of the knee.

There is heavy thud as you crush the flesh and muscle with your blow underneath the studs of your weapon, causing the giant to be staggered, and almost make him take a knee. You try to smack his face with, but end up denting the shit out of his collar, further knocking him off balance. You kick him back another step with a swift kick to the chest, seeing that he's still very much in the fight, standing up and shrugging it off, but not without effort.

"Atta boy!!!"

These attacks of opportunity are made as you shout to those behind you, loud and annoyed. They last parts of the command emphasize your combination.

"Someone wake up. Sleeping. DUMBASS!!"

The others try to wake up your sleepy friend, to no avail.

[Clever]
You back the hell away to avoid almost getting hacked apart and stand a little in front of where you started. You eye the flour bags and you have an epiphany.

"Quickly! Pour that flour over her face..."

"Wha-

"Just do it!!!"

Shara dives and grabs the flour and proceeds to do as you instructed. Everything else has failed, but maybe she'll be roused if she sneezes!

Your opponent is back on his feet. Striding towards you, weapon ready. At least he's farther away from us now.

Now what?

>Hit him in the head
>Get in the cell guys, this might get ugly
>Wait for him to strike again
>Keep hitting him low
>Write in

Lord Morrcock is currently standing in front of the girls, cheering you on.
Monica is looking at you in awe after your attack.
Henrietta is confused, but holding Charlotte steady.
Shara is opening the flour, back in position.
Your fingers are crossed about your idea.

You're unscathed and whooping his ass.
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>>1908301
>>Write in
Go for a weapon clash, break his shitty cleaver.
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>>1908301
>Keep hitting him low

Im a lumber jack and Im Ok, I fuck up knees all night and all day.
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>>1908301
>Him him low.
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>>1908301
>Monica is looking at you in awe after your attack.
Did we forgot to turn our swag off when we went to bed last night? 'Cause we're fuckin' covered in bitches.

>Keep hitting him low.
If we break his leg completely he won't be able to stand on it anymore, leaving him wide open.
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>>1908301
Parry his shit, push him back even further.
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>>1908301
>Write in We have already hitted him twice in the leg now is time to change target instead of going after his knee go after his weapon arm Focus on hitting his elbow in attemp to dislock it and force him to drop his cleave. Without his weapon he becomes less of a threat to us and the others and we can apply a full charge. So pretend we are going after his leg but make it obvious then side step ou and apply a real good slam over his weapon arm elbow.
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>>1908301
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>>1908311
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>>1908316
>>1908317
>>1908334
>Keep hitting him low.
You meet his stride with your own, Shinbatsu at the ready to buckle this asshole over.

Roll to hit low. Best of the first five.
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>>1908301
Going with
>>1908334
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Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>1908360
Yatta
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Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>1908360
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Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>1908360
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Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>1908360
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Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>1908360
IKU ZO
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>>1908365
Naisu!
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>>1908365
Duck and weave boys
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>>1908365
We are really good in breaking bones uh?
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>>1908379
Just wait till we get hurt, then the pain will really flow!
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>>1908381
So long we don't get hit by this guy 'little knife' i'm okay with it.
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>>1908365

You know this guy's been paying attention to your attacks, especially the low ones. He makes it obvious by lowering his guard to block strikes from underneath, cleaver hovering over the ground. It can learn!

Time to get a little trickier. You break your stride into a gallop, holding your bat over your head, than over your shoulder. Seeing that your about to switch it up and come from above, he flinches, changing his stance to receive the blow coming down from high.

It never comes as you switch your target.

In changing his guard, he leaves his legs open again. You proceed to crack him in the knee a third time, swinging hard with both hands. He drops, his fall broken by his other knee hitting the ground, scattering some of the nearby rubble with his weighty impact. His cleaver similarly slams into the ground, supporting him up after you brought him to his knees.

You got him pretty good this time.

"Amazing...he didn't even get hit once..."

"Take him out already!"

"Good job!"

You glance back quickly, the lot of them are watching you open up a clinic on this guy while trying to wake up Charlotte. You get to see Charlotte, mouth open in drooling, get a large portion of a bag of flour dumped on her face. Her first reaction to the rush of powder hitting her is to try to lap it up. Her big pink tongue lazily swirling and catching the flour. She must dream of food in her sleep as well. She swallows the large portion of raw flour without incident, but as it covers her face, she crinkles her nose and scrunches her face. It's working.

...haaASCHOOoo!!!!!!!

Coughing and sputtering Charlotte is now finally back to the land of the living-but-being-threatened. though not aware of what is going on. You loose a sigh of relief. It's about fucking time.

You let yourself get distracted, this guy is already about to stand up! He's no small-fry. You dash over into his and your range, you have to hit him now while he's still recovering and make something happen. Right now.

Drawing your club back, you shout to give yourself more strength, invoking the batting prowess of your ancestors.

NEW YORK NO....!!!!!

Where do you drop the hammer
>Blow to the side of the head
>Overhead swing
>Center mass
>Write in

Lord Morrcock is currently standing in front of the girls, cheering you on.
Monica is also cheering you on.
Henrietta is awake, watching you while helping Charlotte become coherent.
Shara has walked up next to Morrcock to get a better view.
Charlotte is coughing as she comes to.

You're totally fine, about to smash this bastard something fierce.

_____________________________________


Weapon: New York no Shinbatsu

>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 25
>Manly: 33
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 18 (+4)
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>>1908505
>>Blow to the side of the head
Time for a home run.
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>>1908505
>>Blow to the side of the head
OUTTA THE PARK, OUTTA THE PLANET
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>>1908505
Side of the head or his chin, see if the fucker has a glass jaw.
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>>1908505
>Blow to the side of the head

Hope it leaves the imprint on it.
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>>1908505
>Blow to the side of the head
Make sure you get the I <3 NY imprinted on his fucking cheek.
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>>1908505
>Center mass
leave him alive I have a feeling he is working for someone and we should interrogate
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>>1908505
>Blow to the side of the head

K.O.
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>>1908505
>Blow to the side of the head
Ooh, I'm glad I caught this
YATTE YARUZE
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>>1908542
The guy took a lot of damage in his knee the head will be more a sure K.O. then if we hit his center mass.
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>>1908505
>Adjust position to hit straight in the forehead
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>>1908505
>>1908521
>>1908530
>>1908533
>>1908535
>>1908536
>Blow to the side of the head

"...SHINBATSU!!!"

You cry out for divine punishment on this fool as you wind up for a good old fashioned dinger. Shinbatsu flies at his head, which has been lowered enough that you can cream it without that bizarre fashion disaster of a collar in the way. You make great contact with the ball as you rip into his head with ease.

YATTE YARUZE!!!

Everyone behind you cheers as you smash his potato-sack head in a line drive and a sickening crack, which travels at high speed before slamming into the wall behind the huge ogre. His head bounces off the wall of the safe house and rolls off to the right somewhere. You tore the sack right off his noggin and you can see the purple, swollen features of his head as it rolls away. It has I <3 N Y tamped across his temple. He is dead.

"...!?..."

You can feel the air move around you, a breeze licking your face.

Roll to react, I take the first 1d100.
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Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>1908608
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Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>1908608
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Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>1908608
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Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>1908608
Homerun.
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>>1908608
Guild rating
Banchou
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>>1908615
Respectable, I won't be upset even if we don't get an s+ Banchou rating for not getting hit once.
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>>1908608
Also, damn, earlier I was going to suggest maybe he wasn't working alone. Well, there goes that. Thought it was stupid and I was just being paranoid again.
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>You can feel the air move around you, a breeze licking your face.

Guess that anon that said the guy worked for someone was right.
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>>1908644
>>1908678

Considering the other girls disappeared without any trace this guy couldn't have been the culprit.
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>>1908608
>YATTE YARUZE!!!
Nice, Shinobu would be proud of that hot blood
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>>1908644
Nah i think that guy was a thrall. Now we are going to face the vampire.
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>>1908692
Yeah, that's why I initially thought of an invisible enemy, and then this guy just dropped in. Then I thought, no way in he'll could this guy have done it, or at least not alone, but I didn't bother saying it. Next time, I'll just up and spout any idea that comes to my head. Can't hurt.
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>>1908608
>>1908615
>>1908617
>>1908627
>>1908630


DC 65: Rolled 59 - I was careless

Damn it all!

Your eyes open wide as you realize your carelessness. It should have been clear to you something was wrong because the way you took his head of was so clean. Far too clean.

You're only able too look down as you see a fist come up from underneath and strike you in the chin. The enormous power behind the blow rocks your world as you taste iron in your mouth. The cheering has stopped. You've been hit.


Staggering back, you are able to register what is happening, but only just. Shaking off being punch drunk for a moment was all it took for you to get out of the way.

*KAHAUNK!!!!*
*KAHAUNK!!!!*
*KAHAUUUNK!!!!*.....SCREEEEeeeee....."

"AEEEIIII!!!"

"KISAMA!!!!!!"

throwing yourself back, you manage to get yourself up on two legs and your free hand, just in time to see the giant you thought was dead smash his brutal blade into the ground in front of you, smashing the rubble in the middle of the floor to tiny pieces with each strike, before pulling back, causing a terrible screech as he scrapes the ground. The girls behind you shriek in terror.

With little hesitation, the giant gets up, blood gurgles and oozes out of the stump as the huge collar around his neck falls apart. You see the creature's muscles clench up tight and ripple from the tension. After seizing up, the headless beast proceeds to bound towards you unsteadily as his mighty blade is swung viciously with both hands, screaming through the air. His flesh opens up in places, like a bunch of massive pores and tear his skin apart. His muscle tear open wounds as you see the stitching that held them together start to break apart. You look behind you to see the everyone backing into the corner again. They're in this guys way as well. They might die if you jump out of the way of this guys rampage. Fucking A.

How to I stop this dude?
>[Fightin Spirit] KAKATTE KOIYO!!!!!
>Maybe I can try using this chain?
>Try to parry the next blow and open him up
>CHARROTTO!!!
>Write in

Lord Morrcock is currently standing in front of the girls, apprehensive and alarmed arm outstretched to protect.
Monica is currently holding onto Henrietta, screaming .
Henrietta closes her eyes in fear, holding on to Monica.
Shara has backed up with a look of bewilderment.
Charlotte is behind Shara, poking her head out while holding onto her leg.

You press on your nose and blow the blood out of your sinuses and into a neat little puddle on the ground. He got you pretty good, but this is far from over.

You readjust your grip New York no Shinbatsu. It doesn't feel quite right in your hands all of a sudden.

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>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 25
>Manly: 33
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 18
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>>1908802
>Maybe I can try using this chain?
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>>1908802
>>[Fightin Spirit] KAKATTE KOIYO!!!!!
Write-in: "Does anyone have any magic? Shara? And for the love of god do something Charlotte!" In pretty sure we brought all of her stuff.
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>>1908802
>CHARROTTO!!!

wake up chubby!
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>>1908815
Charroto = Charlotte

you must be kidding me...
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>>1908822
Sorry I'll make sure to use Engrish next time. Imagine if we didn't have any yankee blood in us. Just running around having no idea what's going on.
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>>1908802
>Use this chain
But as a write in, either dash past or jump over while wrapping the chain around his swinging arm, and yank him to the fuckin' ground.
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>>1908802
>Invite him to the chain gang
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>>1908802
Seconding
>>1908847
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>>1908847
Sounds good.
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Breaking the weapon would be the easiest way to reduce the danger.
The question is: can we deal we the follow-up after we strike his blade?
One single punch got us good.
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>>1908898
Why attack the blade? Would try to strike the handle,l and the fuckers hands be a better attemp?
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>>1908802
>>1908814
>>1908815
>>1908818
>>1908847
>CHARROTTO!!!
>Maybe I can try using this chain?

Charlotte is cowering in the corner with the rest of the group, Confused and frightened waking up to a gruesome battle unfolding. frozen in place hiding behind Shara. Get it together, damn it.

"CHARROTTO!!!!!"

Your to irritated to use the correct pronunciation, spouting broken English as you attempt to get your frightened little assistant to get her shit tight.

Hearing your voice must have done just that, as she quickly runs to her bag and start rummaging through it. It's about time she helps out in battle.

Unraveling the chain from your arm as the headless ogre saunters forth, you spin the weighted end. much like a unique chained weapon of your people, the Kusarigama. Licking the blood from your lips, the weighted end of the chain is swung over your head in a circle over and over to build up speed. You taking aim, attempting to use the long chain with one hand while Shinbastu is ready in the other.

Roll for chain attack. Taking the best of 7.
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Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>1908957
I got this lads
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Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>1908957
1d100 right?
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Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>1908957
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Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>1908957
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Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>1908957
Go
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Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>1908957
All aboard the nat 1 train
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Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>1908957
Hail the Nat 1
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>>1908972
You saved us
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Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>1908972
You've saved us!
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Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>1908957
KISAMAA!
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>>1908977
>>1908976
Savedmind
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>>1908972
Threaded the eye of a slew of terrible rolls. Well done.
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>>1908980
Holy shit, posted the exact same time. Savemind indeed.
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>>1908957
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>>1908972
>>1908974
>>1908977

There is a loud banging coming from the other side of the room as you get ready to lose your chain at your foe. You ignore it so that you can focus on the task at hand.

Since it's been working so damned well tonight, you aim low. You have to stop it's stride before it goes any farther, for risk of preserving everyone's life. Hurling the end not attached to your bat, it flies from the right past his leg. The middle of the chain, still flying strikes his thigh as he raises it to continue moving forward, and instantly folds behind him and back around to the other leg. This happens a few more times, all in the matter of seconds and then then the room is filled with a loud thud and then a clanging. You jerked the chain as hard as you could and then tightened your grip when you know you had gotten him.

The giant has fallen, but had begun seizing uncontrollably, occasionally still trying to pull itself forward with both it's hands, having dropped his hefty weapon. Fuck, he's still struggling. It's pretty hard to hang on as the monster flail this way and that, but you manage to keep your grip steady.

The peanut gallery has quieted down, unsure of what will happen next in complete suspense. Charlotte is still rummaging through her shit.

It's time to put and end to this. might want to be careful about it though, or else you might spoil your big opportunity while the thing thrashes dangerously.

>Rush in and beat it to death
>Wait for Charlotte, then beat it to death
>Attempt to hog tie it, allowing you to beat it to death
>Write in

You have a bit of a headache and a fat lip, but other than that you feel pretty good.

New York no Shinbatsu still feels weird, but you aren't focused on that right now.

___________________________________

>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 25
>Manly: 33
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 18
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>>1909051
>Rush in and beat it to death

FINISH HIM!
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>>1909051
>Attempt to hog tie it, allowing you to beat it to death
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>>1909051
>Rush the fucker
I'm betting on that weird feeling being our berserker enchant
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>>1909051
>Charlotte, give me something to burn this fucker with!

Meanwhile, try to keep it pinned down
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>>1909051
Ask the old man if he has advice. He knew it was coming for his, he might know something
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>>1909051
>>1909054
>>1909058
>>1909060
>>1909061
>>1909100

>Rush in and beat it to death
>Fightin Spirit +1

You've had enough of this asshole and his not-dying, it's time to put him down for good. You yank the chain to pull him off balance before running in, Shinbatsu held high over your head.

Roll for beating to death. Best of five.

>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 25
>Manly: 33
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 19 (+1)
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Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>1909112
GO!
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Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>1909112
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Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>1909112
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Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>1909112
Save us gods
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Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>1909112
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Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>1909112
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>>1909124
A good roll, but will it be enough?
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>>1909137
It's weakened, I hope so.
We beat 75 but failed 80
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Is OP kill?
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>>1909216
He takes long sometimes, just wait.
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>>1909112
>>1909115
>>1909116
>>1909123
>>1909124
>>1909128
>>1909132
>>1909137

DC 50: Rolled 78 - GO DOWN GO DOWN GO DOWN!!

"ORRRYYAAH!!!!"

You dash over the rubble to your otherwise helpless victim. You see him flailing so you swing into the air, just as his arm comes up into the arc of your Shinbatsu. You were surprised at the way the attack rips right through his left arm, messily detaching the hand from his forearm, blood splattering all over the place. With nothing to hit you on that side, you hop over to bash it over the back. It tries to get up off the ground again and again, but you simply continue to whack the thing, never giving it the chance. The beast continues to try to push itself with it's other arm as you lay into it, finding some success despite your pressure, it's unnatural muscles continue not to fail it. It stretches it's massive, still intact arm out, fingers digging into the ground, attempting to push itself towards the old man and the beautiful women in a last ditch effort. Before you have a chance to pull it back with your chain, Charlotte runs out with her axe. She's still in her desert-spotted pink PJs.

ORYAH!!!

Forgetting to roll her Rs, she dashes out and chops the giants fingers off with a good log splitting form, leaving the fingers dug into the ground and the creature to die helplessly to your onslaught of blows.

You continue to smash the thing apart, it's porous, self inflicted wounds gushing blood out as it is clubbed like a defenseless baby seal. The onlookers seem to watch the spectacle with varying levels of curiosity, and dread.
Your hail of overhead swings slows down as the adrenaline wears off. The body of the creature lays in a pool of it's own blood, with it's back a muscly crater from your onslaught. The stump for a neck lets blood flow onto the floor like a fountain. Charlotte, being very brave, gingerly picks up, the man's fingerless hand and drops it. It falls limply displacing the blood.

More stressed out than tired, you sit down on the right on the corpse, exhaling everything you had in your lungs while your head hangs between your shoulders, both hands above your head as they rest in front of you on the knob of Shinbatsu as it stands up straight in-between your legs. You spit out the little bit of blood left in your mouth.

NOW it's over.

"..."

After a long pause, there is a great cheering as the ladies and man in the corner celebrate the death of the one who threatened them.

"Mr. Bato, I found something"

Charlotte plods over with something in her hand. It looks like a sketch of a woman.

"This is-"

The loud knocking you heard earlier is back, and it's close. You stand up without even thinking about it. There is loud crash as the large metal door which blocked entry way is thrown down the stairs that lead out of the safe house, skidding across the stone floors and halting after hitting the wall. Everyone who was happily cheering is immediately shut the fuck up.

Cont. (1/2)
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>>1909295
Holy shit, we almost failed that.
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>>1909295
There are heavy footsteps that fill the now-quiet room with terror. Your grip tightens as you straighten yourself up a bit. Charlotte hefts her axe with one hand while going into her pocket in her jammies.

"That's impossible!!!"

You hear Monica's knees hit the floor as she starts to weep in terror as two huge figures enter the room. The are the same as the one you just beat to death, big, freakishly well muscled, and wearing aprons over their filthy bodies and potato bags over their heads. One of them is absolutely soaked in gore, some of it is his own, judging by his mild level of battle damage he has. This one has two large knives, one of them about 3 times the size of the other. They are both dripping with gore. Neither of them are as massive as the weapon of the deceased butcher, which lays on the floor not far from you. The other is unharmed. It wields a cleaver much like the one on the floor right now, but this one has a straight edge instead of an inward-curving one, which is also bloody.

Are you fucking kidding me? This is like taking the head of a hydra, with two more sprouting in it's place. This is ridiculous!

Mr. Morrcock curses under his breath as he clenches up.

Monica continues to cry in despair.

Henrietta is holding Monica as she cries, not far from shedding her own tears of fear.

Shara is leaning back against the wall in the corner behind you while crossing her arms. She puts one hand over her chin and mouth and cranes her neck a bit, as if she's thinking hard about something while staring at the twwo men.

Charlotte is standing next to you. her confidence seems to not waver as long as you continue to stand tall and unafraid, despite the odds.

You tilt your head to the side until it cracks and get ready to throw down. Now that makes three giant ogre men, one for each fair lady under your protection.

It's time for round 2.

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That's it for tonight, thanks to everyone for participating. I appreciate it. I'll be back at 2:00PM EST tomorrow. have a good night.
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>>1909408
Just let us know when you need a break, best not to burn yourself out too quickly. Thanks for running.
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>>1909408
Thanks for running! See ya tomorrow!
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>>1909408
Fugg
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>>1909408
Thanks for running Truck-Kun
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>>1909408
>>1909418
>>1909420
>>1909426
>>1909431

Roll call, everyone ready?
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>>1910227
Fuck yes I am
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>>1910227
Just woke up, boss.
Ready to go though!
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>>1910227
Yep, but not from this IP probably.
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>>1910227
Let's do it!
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>>1910227
Time to kill.

Lets hope we can fling the dead buggers weapon into one of the attackers heads early on or this is going to get messy.
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>>1910227
Ready!
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>>1910227
Let's get stuck in, senpai.
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>>1910227
IKUZE
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>>1909408
The two butcher men stand between you, and the exit out of this safe house. They hold their weapons at attention, prepared to tear through your ass to grab some pretty ladies. Not on your watch

Up until now, you had believed you had saved the day, but it seems you were proven wrong with the appearance of two more big guys. Charlotte stands next to you with her decently-sized axe in hand, and something else in the other. You can't tell without diverting your attention from the threat. The others are still behind you, not really having moved much from when you had begun the previous battle. Shara remains relatively calm, if somewhat surprised wile the other two are emotionally overwhelmed. Lord Morrcock continues to stand his ground, though you can tell he's struggling to stay strong in the face of such an inhumane pair of opponents.

This is going to be tricky, depending on what your opponent does. You have to prevent the both of them from getting to this side of the room. Charlotte can be helpful, but comparing the size of her to one of these monsters is a stupid idea, it's extremely unlikely she can check either of them and keep them from advancing to the vulnerable people behind you. The one who's going to have to do all the heavy lifting is you.

How should I tackle this?

>[Fightin Spirit] Dive in, head on
>Grab the dead guy's weapon, it might help, whether you use it as a distraction, or an off hand weapon
>Wait for Charlotte, she looks about ready to do something useful. Finally
>NOW you guys should get in the cell.
>Write In

Your short breather helped a bit, but you still have a fat lip and your head is still a little scrambled. Your fine.

Shinbatsu feels only very slightly off in your hands, better than before at least.

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>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 25
>Manly: 33
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 19

Welcome back anons.
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>>1910316
>>[Fightin Spirit] Dive in, head on
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>>1910316
>>[Fightin Spirit] Dive in, head on
>>Grab the dead guy's weapon, it might help, whether you use it as a distraction, or an off hand weapon
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>>1910316
>>[Fightin Spirit] Dive in, head on
>>NOW you guys should get in the cell.
They STILL aren't in there?
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>>1910316
>[Fightin Spirit] Dive in, head on
Cell tube
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>>1910316
>[Fightin Spirit] Dive in, head on
>Grab the dead guy's weapon, it might help, whether you use it as a distraction, or an off hand weapon
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>>1910316
>[Fightin Spirit] Dive in, head on
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>>1910316
>>>[Fightin Spirit] Dive in, head on
>>>NOW you guys should get in the cell.
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>>1910316
>Baggage loli being any more useful than being a baggage loli and hoisting around for a decent workout

Good joke, QM
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>>1910354
>>1910380
>>1910391
>>1910398

>Fightn Spirit +5

>NOW you guys should get in the cell.
>Cell tube
>Grab the dead guy's weapon, it might help, whether you use it as a distraction, or an off hand weapon
>[Fightin Spirit] Dive in, head on


"NOW, you guys should get in the cell"

"O-o-okay."

"Sure why not."

"I told you it was a good idea!"

"Yes sir, Mr. Bato!"

You glare at Charlotte for that last one, and she makes a frowny face in response. This is no time for joking. Or being cowardly for that matter.

*Stay here, I'm going to charge in head on, right after I grab that weapon*

The little girl nods, a little worried your going to be leaving her in the direct line of getting charged by massive brutes. Thinking about it now, it will be quite a maneuver to grab the massive, heavy looking blade, and run back down here before those guys start their assault. This standstill ends as soon as you move.

Roll for running up and grabbing the weapon before running back into the fight. Taking the first 1d100. You have a bonus due your [Strongest] ability.

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>>1910416
Audibly kek'd
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Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>1910434
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Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>1910434
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Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>1910434
Doryaaa!
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Did you add 2 and 3 because 1 jobbed so hard
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Rip
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Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>1910434
Plz bless this roll or great JoJo
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>>1910434
>>1910436

You dash over to the huge weapon and begin to pull with one hand. It barely budges, being under some of the rubble from the ceiling. Damn it. You have to use both hands to dislodge the brutal cleaver. You turn around just in time to see that you're to late.

You couldn't even hear the footsteps before you see the monstrous behemoth with the twin giant meat knives dashing into Charlotte. You can see why they've been getting away with murder, considering how swiftly and quiet this one moved.

"Funyaaaa----"

You see a little girl fly through the air and skid across the ground near the corner where the entrance to the cell is. She's prone now. The bloodied giant turns it's attention towards the inhabitants of the cell, being about 3 yards away after slipping in like that. Everybody inside back the hell up Damn it all!

Before you can grasp what's happening, your able to see the other one begins slowly walking towards the others. Noticing you noticing it, it begins to pick up speed, butchering blade draw to attack.

Roll to stop jobbing.
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Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>1910434
KILL
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Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>1910500
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Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>1910500
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Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>1910500
Fuck
Why
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Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>1910500
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>>1910436
I-it's fine, it's on purpose to get that sweet buff, r-right?
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Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>1910500
FUUUCK
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Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>1910500
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>>1910500
>>1910501
>>1910502
>>1910503
>>1910507
>>1910510
>>1910532
>>1910536

DC 40: Rolled 95 - YATTE RARENAI!!!!!!!!


You can feel pain build up in your chest. It's not the regular anger-induced rage, but one one driven by frustration and guilt.

"AAIIIEEEEEEE!!!!"

The girls in the cell scream as they see Charlotte brutally kicked away, and the ogre now slowly approaching them. You can only blame yourself for being foolishly aggressive. You need her to toughen up a little bit, but leaving her alone like that was not the way!

You look at Charlotte as she lay there, she remains motionless, face down like a crumpled heap, as you curse yourself for being so stupid. Though she was only struck once, your already fed up with this fight. You've had enough.

YATTE RARENAI!!!!

Having the massive blade in your grip now, you leap out of the way of the oncoming attacker, landing on your feet, breaking into a run.

KAHAUNK!!!

The enemy assault has failed, as the would-be assassin attempts to recover his weapon from the ground after whiffing a running overhand swing.

"KISAMA!!!!!!!!!"

With all your strength do you hurl the crescent cleaver, hoping that the marginally smaller sharp end will strike true. It screeches through the air before embedding itself in the monster that kicked your friend with a sick splut.

"!?!..."

The beast now has a huge-ass blade sticking out it's back, and it's currently distracted trying to dislodge it.

You only have seconds until either of them are ready to attack again, you have to do something right now.

>Attack the knife wielding giant
>Attack the knife wielding giant, use the cleaver in your assault
>Attack the cleaver wielding giant
>Write in

Your short breather helped a bit, but you still have a fat lip and your head is still a little scrambled. Your just upset now.

Shinbatsu feels only very slightly off in your hands, better than before at least.

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>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 25
>Manly: 33
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 24 (+5)
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>>1910627
I really want to say rider kick that blade further into his body, but not sure if that's the best approach. Really, we need to force them both away from the door.

Maybe use the chain to drag knives man over to clever man? Or go all out manly fightin' spirit and try to kick/bat one into the other? Not sure if that's possible.
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>>1910627
>>Attack the cleaver wielding giant
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>>1910658
Why don't we drive the blade into his back with Shibatsu instead of a kick? Hammer and nail baby.
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>>1910627
Whack that back knife through.
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>>1910671
Oh, yeah, I was thinking that too, guess I forgot to write it in.

... shit, we should add a huge ass nail to the end of our chain when we have the time. Useful for shit like this and for climbing stuff.
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>>1910658
>>1910671
>>1910691
>>1910674
>>1910660

Writing.

Do as you wish as long as you agree on it. Remember the Rolls, the Rolls, the Rolls will tell. The past the present and the future as well!
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>>1910627

>Attack the cleaver wielding giant
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>>1910627
>>1910660
>>1910671
>>1910674
>>1910691
>>1910716
>Whack that back knife through.

You dash over to the knife wielding man. Seeing the huge crescent blade dug deep into his back, you get the urge to smash him as hard as you can, using the cleaver against him.

Still running, you start to wind back your weapon as you skip towards him, Shinbatsu behind you as you shuffle up to him looking over the other shoulder with bad intentions, coiled to strike and building up power.

"NEW YORK NO....!!!!"

Roll to smash. Taking the first 7.
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Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>1910727
FUARK
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Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>1910727
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Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>1910727
Go go banchou ranger
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Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>1910727
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Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>1910727
NAT 1 GODS
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Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>1910727
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Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>1910727
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>>1910704
Let's just hope we got friends on the other side
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>>1910761
84 isn't too bad
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>>1910727
>>1910729
>>1910735
>>1910737
>>1910739
>>1910743
>>1910744
>>1910748
>Clever +1

>DC 50: Rolled 84 - A brutal attack!

How dare this piece of shit hurt your underling like that. It pisses you off even more since everyone under attack is under your protection, even Charlotte. Using the emotion to guide your swing, you finish your battle cry in a loud voice.

"...SHINBATSU!!!!!!!"

There is a sick slurping sound and a crunch as the massive blade is smashed deep into the giant, tearing into the small of his back where the offending steel has planted itself. The massive man's back muscles seize up and he falls forward, losing his balance. His body slams into the ground with a hefty whump after losing control of his legs. He is down.

Shara whistles and takes a few steps forward and examines the body after it falls down. The ogres body lays only a few feet from the cell.

You turn your attention to the other giant, who has fished his weapon out of the ground and begins to lumber towards you and everyone else. He's fairly far away, and you are close to the cell.

What next?

>[Fightn Spirit] ORYAHH!!!
>Take the cleaver out of the guy you just wrecked
>Wait for his next attack, then punish him
>Write in

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>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 26 (+1)
>Manly: 33
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 24
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>>1910833
>[Fightn Spirit] ORYAHH!!!
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>>1910833
>>Wait for his next attack, then punish him
Also, this Shara is very suspicious
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>>1910833
These guys can take a beating. Not sure if he's down for the count permanently from just that.

>write in
Decapitate, throw head, rush up from behind head to land a blow? Or something similar?
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>>1910855
She's super suspicious. She's a bit too calm.
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>>1910871
>inb4 write in : bonk shara's head hard
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>>1910855
She's very composed, took us seriously and is looking at the corpses, either she's fearless, or knows something.

Despite my youth stealing suspicions I like her
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>>1910882
I believe she knows more than she's letting on, but I personally dont think she's malicious.
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>>1910833
>>Wait for his next attack, then punish him
No som pls
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>>1910833
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>>1910871
>>1910877
>>1910882
>>1910892
>>1910899
>Wait for his next attack, then punish him

You move forward, confident, but also wary for the next attack. You meet him in around the center of the room over the rubble, wherein he squares up to you. Drawing his mighty cleaver back, he takes a huge step forward, ready to loose a horizontal swing at full strength. You are ready for him.

Roll for counter attack. I take the best of the first 7.
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Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>1910973
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Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>1910973
Duck and weave
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Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>1910973
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Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>1910973
Time to finish this
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Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>1910973
Easy
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Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>1910973
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Rolled 96 (1d100)

>>1910973
Holy shit these rolls.
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>>1910997
ANON YOU AMAZING MOTHERFUCKER
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>>1910997
>last second save
This quest is doing things to me
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Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>1910973

BANCHOU PAWWWNCH!
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>>1910997
You mother fucker, you're great
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>>1910997
Man, good thing you went before my roll.
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>>1910973
DC 40: Rolled 96 - DORARARA!!!!!

You leap up high to avoid the huge, telegraphed swing, utilizing the extra space from the lack of ceiling. You're not about to get hit by something so damned obvious.

ORRRRYAH!!!

Using the air you just gave yourself, you come down on the butcher's head with a tremendous crack of your bat on his skull.

The massive attacker is stunned from the attack, his head not coming off like the last one though. Whatever. Time to get some good hits in while he's trying to recover his stability!

Cocking Shinbatsu back to deliver some damage onto this guy, you let loose a three part combination into his body, striking him in the ribs on the right, coming on the left with the following the back swing to hit him in the waist, and then in the ribs on the right again after that. You can feel the studs doing their job as they pulverize the flesh underneath, bruising the foe badly as you lash out at him, ripping hard into his muscular body

"DORARARA!!!!!"

They were all very good hits, but the ogre is still going strong. As he absorbs your blows, he manages to recollect his composure before trying to hit you with a back swing of his own. This idiot thinks he can hit you while off balance like that. What a fucking baka! Gotta go for that repeat performance to show him the error of his ways.

You hear a clattering of metal hit the floor. Damn, not now! You're preoccupied attempting to fight!

Roll for another counter! Best of the first 3 rolls.
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Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>1911104
I got this
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Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>1911104
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Rolled 13 (1d100)

>>1911104
Go
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Just fuck my shit up
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>>1911111
QUINTS BUT THE ROLL WAS SHIT AAAAAAAA
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Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>1911104
Rolling to say I hate you fast on the draw fuckers
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>>1911123
I regret rolling
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>>1911123
The dice gods are fickle beings... This is our punishment for our hubris.
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>>1911127
Think of it this way, at least we get the gem buff, right?
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>>1911154
That shit is mega cursed I don't think we want to activate it.
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>>1911161
No puny curse will stop our masculinity
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>>1911161
No it's not
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>>1911104
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>>1911123
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>>1911154
DC 24: Rolled 24 - Shit, he fucking got me

You are able to get under the swing, but unfortunately for you, the metal sound made earlier distracted you. You ended up misstepping on a piece of the ruined ceiling. Bending all the way backwards to avoid the attack while attempting to dodge gets you off balance as you slip.

"NANI?"

You question what's to happen to you as focus shifts to the big guy, who proceeds to put his big fist right into your normal sized face as your coming back up from ducking backwards. You spin around in place from the force, head whipping around. Before you hit the ground, a tight grip envelops your shoulder, causing pain to shoot through your body as the vice claps down on your bones. There is a tremendous force that rams into your side, knocking the wind right out of you. You double over and stumble backwards, barely on your feet again, somehow fighting against losing your balance. You get an elbow to the temple for your troubles. Now your on the ground, everything is fuzzy as you lie on your back. Charlotte is still face down. Upside down from your perspective. Turning your attention to the cell, your able to groggily make out two of the girls backing into the corner screaming silently as you're too dazed to hear them, the third one of them standing in front of them in a defensive posture. You see Ojisan jabbing his makeshift weapon into a very large target. The giant you had left for dead has pulled itself up from the ground using only it's arms using the wrought iron bars of the cell to support it's bulk. It's legs dangle uselessly as it continues to hoist itself up, paralyzed from the waist down. The sensation of death looming above you snaps you back to what's going on. The giant that had knocked you down currently stands over you - each end of the long cleaver on both ends as he prepares to drop it down upon you like a medieval decapitation machine. You're unsure if you could move away in time. Gotta block. Gotta survive.


You're pretty fucked up, blood is oozing from your face as it starts to swell, and you struggle to stay focused a bit. You're down, but still not out.

Shinbatsu feels noticeably heavier now, that explains why it was impossible to get your grip on it quite right.

Roll to block his attack. Taking the best of seven.
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Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>1911335
ATTAATTAATTATTA
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Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>1911335

>DC 24: Rolled 24
Wait what ?
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Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>1911335
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Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>1911335
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>>1911335
My bad boys DC was 40
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Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>1911335
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Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>1911335
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Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>1911335
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Holy hell the dice gods have fucking abandoned us.

Hope that buff is enough
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Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>1911366
Rolling to cough up blood cause I am late AGAIN
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Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>1911374
Yeah, no, we ain't high rollers no more
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>>1911335
We got pretty fucked in that one.

Going to be happy when we finally kill this fucker.
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>>1911409
Seriously, we've killed each one twice at this point
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>>1911335
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>>1911361
>DC 50: Rolled 65 - I refuse to die here!

Putting your club up as quickly as possible, Shinbatsu is now vertically in between you and the massive cleaving weapon. It looks...different. You notice that the studs of the bat have changed, no longer being knuckle-like bumps, but longer L-shaped spikes that jut out from the base of your weapon. Damn, did it get heavier because of your own exhaustion or these spikes?

You were not expecting what happens next. As the guillotine comes down over your collar, it collides with Shinbatsu, and bounces off with a terrible shriek as weapons collide, kicking the giant back again from the impact force. You barely felt a thing despite your otherwise feeble attempt to block.

With your senses recharged from the fact you managed to live somehow, you quickly get back to a standing position. The bat is heavy now, it's hard to keep your guard up with the extra weight. The weapon hangs low in your stance.

You and the giant look at the cleaver you just blocked, a little confused. There is a massive gap now where the point of contact with Shinbatsu was, the metal folded back as if it was paper. You want to question it, but it was too convenient to think about right now.

The Ogre in front of you has ignored the huge damage to his weapon. He's ready to continue fighting again. You can't really tell what's going on behind you due to a minor concussion. Time to summon up some of that fighting spirit and finish this guy off.

>[Fightin Spirit] Attack him
>Wait for him to attack first
>Shinbatsu is so heavy. I'll use the chain.
>Write in

You're pretty fucked up, blood is oozing from your face as it starts to swell and there is pain in your left side. Prepared to bash this fuckers face in.

Shinbatsu feels fucking heavy now for some reason. It makes you almost feel kinda weak.
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>>1911485
>>[Fightin Spirit] Attack him
If it's heavy for us then it'll be heavy for them! Cave their fucking body in.
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>>1911485
>Shinbatsu is so heavy. I'll use the chain.
Strangle this fucker Leia and the fat slug style.
Also this has been bothering me whenever I see you update, please check your posts for redundancies in the writing. Its really distracting trying to read have a sentence twice.
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>>1911496
half* a sentence. Fucking typo.
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>>1911485
>[Fightin Spirit] Attack him
PROTECT THE WAIFUS
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>>1911485

>[Fightin Spirit] Attack him

Get his knees.
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>>1911485
>[Fightin Spirit] Attack him

Charlotte's fat ass is heavier than this! Beat the shit out of em!
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>>1911534
We did carry literally everyone. Maybe we should dial it back a wee bit on the anime levels in the future.
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Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>1911534
GIVE ME STRENGTH....SHARA?
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>>1911537
Beta bitch detected.
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>>1911539
Henrietta?
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Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>1911539
Just to see if I am better at rolling
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>>1911547
Henrietta bless us
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Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>1911555
>didn't put dice twice.
Done
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Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>1911539
>>1911551
>>1911561
Don't waste your rolls here, he hasn't asked for 'em yet
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>>1911485
>ATTAAAAACK

>>1911564
Oh, somehow my dice were there from a previous post. Aren't I a hypocrite now.
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>>1911564
I was attempting to roll out the lows but failed twice
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>>1911496
If it's about the updates on your health and weapon, that's just there for your convenience. Other than that I apologize, it's difficult to proofread with these little post boxes. I have a Word equivalent as of now, so I should start dramatically improving in all aspects of my writing because I can see what the heck I'm doing.
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>>1911546
MASAKA!
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>>1911485
>>1911494
>>1911507
>>1911513
>>1911534
>>1911539
>>1911568
>[Fightin Spirit] Attack him
The two of you step forward to swing your weapons at each other. It's now or never!!!

Roll to attack. Best of the first three.
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Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>1911603
HENRIETTA, SHARA, CHARLOTTE, DAUGHTER, GIVE US YOUR STRENGTH...please
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Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>1911605
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Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>1911605
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Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>1911610
Well damn, will that be enough?
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>>1911637
They've been lower dcs, I hope, this is getting stupid. We took off heads ffs
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>>1911571
Awesome
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>>1911642
I get the feeling these guys are a type of zombie.
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>>1911571
It's incredible how much speedier your posts are coming out now compared to when this started, I applaud you.
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>>1911658
More like flesh constructs. I suppose the organ gatherer made them or something.
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>>1911605
>>1911610
>>1911620
>>1911623

>DC 30: Rolled 74 - Super fucking effective!!

You were fortunate enough to be a little faster on the draw than your foe.

“SATTENDO KORE!!!!!!”

You put your concern for the safety of the others into the attack.

KERSMAAAASH!!!!!!

Shinbatsu rips through the butcher’s right shoulder with tremendous ease, sending arterial sprays of blood flying and chunks of flesh out like shrapnel as your able to finish the arc of your swing without stopping through the giants body. Feels good.

Whatever was left of the now-dismembered man’s arm flops to the ground several feet away. The shear power put out from the massive swing has destroyed his shoulder completely and taken out a big part of his chest on that side. He staggers back, head turning slightly as the blood flows and spurts from the gap in his torso, dropping him to one knee. Where did all that power come from?

You manage to compose yourself after swinging your weapon so hard. It’s difficult to keep your balance after Shinbatsu all of a sudden got heavier like that. Quickly scanning the room, you can see that the monster that you paralyzed from the waist down is pulling apart the bars. The beefy creature is bloodied from the stabbing Old man Morrcock has given it. Ojisan looks more exhausted than the guy receiving the stabbing, to be frank. If the ogre was the size of a normal man he would be in the cell by now, his back muscles flexing to make a big enough gap to fit through. The girls are still in the corner, blubbering and crying, Shara stares down the huge threatening man. Charlotte is still face down on the floor, motionless.

There’s a lot of shit going on, and only one of you. What do?

>Get Charlotte
>Finish this asshole off
>Finish the other asshole off
>Write in

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I’m so fucking slow with this tiny ass keyboard. Send help
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>>1911740
Homerun, hit his head like a projectile to take the other out
Might have to angle ourselves
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>>1911749
I know I said to cut back on the anime but this is too good to pass up. Supporting.
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>>1911740
Man, if only we had taken fire affects for our kanabo. This fight would have been so much easier.

Rip apart the corpse, batter up to the other one, take care of one while annoying/distracting/hitting the other.
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>>1911761
Flaming ogre zombie... no baby no !

>>1911740
Supporting
>>1911749
But we'll have to do one hell of a roll
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>>1911790
One of them doesn't have legs and the other is literally blown the fuck up and has a torso, I think we have to be more careful to not turn it into red mist
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>>1911740
Take a whack at the current guy's knee and run over there to stop the paralized dude.
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>>1911749
Support this. Time to pray to our RNG gods
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>>1911740
>>1911758
>>1911790
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>>1911891
>Fightn Spirit +3 (From Earlier)
>Clever +2

>Homerun, hit his head like a projectile to take the other out

Over at the cell is looking pretty bad right now, Shara is holding Lord Morrcock back as they move away from where the giant is currently holding himself on the bars. He is trying to grasp a Shara at the moment, arm squeezing at empty air. You can't let this go on any further.

Before the big guy near you can do anything on account of it's body being terribly mauled on one side, you move to that side that you just blew off with your last swing. Thank god you're lefty. Setting up to the plate, you briefly contemplate the stupid thing your about to do. These guys seem to go berserk when their heads are removed, as you learned the hard way, but maybe...

Eyeballing the massive, jagged lump of iron the monster wears as a collar, you believe that you can smash it off along with the head into the foe across the room, killing to ogres with one sharp slab of metal and skull. Winding up, you hope the recklessly bold scheme works

Roll to line drive.
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Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>1911897
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Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>1911897
HOME RUN
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Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>1911897
YOOOOO
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Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>1911897
HELP ME BABE RUTH
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Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>1911897
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>>1911903
I do believe you mean "HŌMURAN!"
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Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>1911897
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>>1911915
>15 on dice, 15 in post
w-what?
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>>1911909
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DC 50: Rolled 93

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dtvkvB-xXwU

As the beast on the reinforced iron bars finally manages to pull them apart enough to fit it's cumbersome body in, you try to calm down from your adrenal high and focus, taking aim at the center mass of the creature's back. It would be bad if you caused the thing to go berserk while that close to everyone else. You aren't about to fuck up on a call like that like you did with Charlotte. Breathing in, you go back to your time playing baseball in middle school. If it hadn't been for the loss of your father, becoming man of the house, and your subsequent delinquency, you think you might have been able to go pro in a few years after joining the team at school. That opportunity is gone now.

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Loading up takes you back to when you played as a kid a few years ago. You were well known on the team for your ability to make contact in the past years. It was your first game as a mid-year, so everything was going to be a little harder. It was the top of the 1st inning, you can remember the taste of the humid air as you stepped up to home plate. Your coach - your father had just instructed you to bring in the runners on third and first home. He wanted to win this one, you can't remember why. He didn't need to tell you that shit, it was your obligation as the clean-up hitter. You spit as you set up on the left side of the batters box. It's Show Time.

You did exactly as you practiced, carefully watching the pitcher's movements. Oh look, this dumbass actually believes he can get a fastball past you. Time to show him why you were the one with the nickname "Bat" out of a team of 15 baseball players. The ball is in your sights as the pitcher releases it, velocity spinning it towards you at high speed.

*CRACK!!!!!!*

Boom.That's it. It's gone. Time to trod over the bases and give the infielders a shit eating grin doing so. Man you were fucking good.

Let the cheers be heard.

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Coming back to reality, you've already let Shinbatsu fly and taken your swing, sticking your finish with the bat now in one arm and behind you. The room is quiet now. Looking over the plate is the Goliath you just decapitated. There is an huge divot where the fuckers head used to be, gushing blood having ripped the collar off it's shoulders successfully. The stitches that hold it together are coming apart, unable to contain the musculature beneath. It splits into bloody chunks. Rest in fucking pieces bitch.
Cont. (1/2)
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>>1912151

Looking straight ahead, you examine your handiwork. The huge metal projectile is now firmly lodged firmly in the other bastard's chest, while the motherfucker still manages to hold on to the bars. It falls to the ground outside the cell after moments of stillness. Damn, that fucker's still alive, but just barely, you can tell by the way it's flesh rips apart and its muscles convulse beneath the putrid skin. You'll have to go over there and finish him off.

Everyone else is completely shocked, having witnessed your 3 run homer. Even the ever calm and collected Shara. Charlotte is still down, you probably better check on her...

>Kill that ugly bastard
>Check on Charlotte
>Write In

(Cont. 2/2)
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>Delinquent Traits Scores
>Clever: 27 (+1)
>Manly: 33
>Code - Honesty: 17
>Fight'n Spirit: 27 (+3)
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>>1912235
>Kill that ugly bastard
Are you not entertained
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>>1912235
>frist kill the bastard, then check on the little tummy.
We never know what this monsters are capable of, better safe than sorry.
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>>1912240
Or even better
>tie it up and try to let the city watch examine it, giving them a live subject might let them do some fantasy magic bullshit and would be great for your trial
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>>1912235
I would say pass Charlotte to shara and finish him off (I doubt attempting to interrogate him will result in anything) but shara Shara is still suspicious as all hell.

So with that, I say pick her up, then go over and kill the bastard, then check on her ourselves. Or pass her to our resident drunk clerk and do the job.
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>>1912235
First thing's first.
>kill it dead

Then we can check up on Charlotte
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>>1912235
>write in
I say we Clever this. Restrain it and question it.
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>>1912280
>questioning
Won't do shit, we need a magic examination
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>>1912290
I'm not saying we do it ourselves dummy. I'm saying we let someone else do it, but if we don't get any info out of this we're left in the dark and these things can happen again.
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>>1912235
>Restrain the fucker
>Check on Charlotte
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>>1912235
>>Kill that ugly bastard
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>>1912235
>Restrain the beast. Smash his remainjng legs and arms just leave him and as a torso then chain it at some convenient place in the basement.
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>>1912235
>>1912240
>>1912247
>>1912251
>>1912254
>>1912264

You slick back your hair from your face and try make yourself look presentable. It is normally held up by lots of combing and a shitload of gel to keep a nice Japanese-style rockabilly hairdo You haven't been able to do the former and you think the latter is wearing off. You're going to have to find an alternative to gel soon. Your hair flipping display seems to get the attention of the ladies in the cell who are leering at you pretty hard right now. Seemingly having gotten over their state of fear, for the most part anyways. The monster that's still alive isn't so scary anymore now that it seems to be on the verge of death.

Monica stares at you, biting her lip a little bit.

Henrietta is looking at you every so often while her head is turned slightly away. She's playing with her hair again.

Shara just blatantly licks her chops.

You can't remember the last time a girl looked at you this way, you feel a little exposed instead of flattered.

Strutting over to where the big man lays, playing with Shinbatsu and twirling it as it gradually gets lighter in your, for some reason, you get ready to examine this tough ugly bastard. Standing over his bleeding body, you try not to get any of the pool of blood beneath him on your shoes. The beast is completely silent and somewhat motionless. He has many puncture wounds on his chest on the areas that are destroyed from having a massive hunk of metal rammed through. Blood starts to drip from the area between his neck and his shoulders. You wonder if this one might be able to talk. You give him a sharp kick to the shoulder.

"Hey asshole, wake up, I'm talkin' to you!!"

"..."

It moves it's arm a bit to try to grab you or something, but fails due to how badly it's injured. Fucking nothing, as you expected. Interestingly, you find a little piece of paper on his body, near his potato sack. Picking it up and looking at it, you find a picture of a woman. It's a fairly well detailed sketch of Shara. The similar drawing that Charlotte had brought to you was an equally detailed sketch of Monica, Lord Morrcock's daughter. Interesting. You wonder if the other one has a picture as well. Logically it would be one of Henrietta, following the current trend.

This fucker looks like he's gonna kick the bucket and any time, his body is quite literally falling apart. Hmph. Now then, where were we? If you finish him, it better be good, this is the one that hurt your adorably chubby little helper.

>Finish Him [write in]
.>Try to restrain him or something, The body might be useful later perhaps.
>Write in
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>>1912454
Doubt we'd get anything useful alive or dead. A physician/mortician would tell us similar things. Not sure whatever magic bullshit is holding him together is still traceable after hes dead. So, I vote restrain, since it might help us narrow down based on what magic was used.

If we're going to restrain him, there's probably some kind of rope in chub tub's bag. I refuse to believe she wouldn't have such a useful item. As for whether it would hold him, I am unsure.

Huh. So whoever sent them has good drawing skills. Maybe we should head off to an art dealer or something, see if they recognize it. Doubt itd turn up anything, but it would reveal some clues, if combined with knowledge of whatever magic was used.
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>>1912454
>Restrain
Get some witch doctor to identify magic on it
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>>1912454
>Finish Him: " You know i have being wondering once i got this quest what kind of suck piece of shit fuck would be going around killing women. Can't say i'm surprised a bunch of meat bags with little cocks that can't handle someone who figths back. I bet your boss ain't that better just a worm that wriggles a piece of trash, that can't be called human or a man, after to be breaking the most ancient rule of humanity. This is for all the girls murdered and your boss is next.
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>>1912454
Huh. Looks like we made the right call in bringing the girls with us.

>>1912476
Seems like an alright idea, but if a tie breaker is needed, change to uppercutting the jerk so bad, he explodes ala mode Raiden's Fatality from MK2.
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>>1912511

>>1912500
...Add that in for the finisher.
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>>1912470
My guess is the old man knows who is sending this things.

After all he knew his daugther was being target.
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>>1912500
>>1912454
Supporting.
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>>1912542
He does seem to have a clue... yeah, we should probably grill him after all this shit is done with, too.
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>>1912454
>>1912470
>>1912476
>>1912511
>>1912540
>>1912542
>Restrain

"Looking into the cell, you notice Charlotte's bag is still in there. Perhaps she has something to tie this fucker up with.

"Yo, one of you pass me that bag."

"What are you gonna do with the thing?"

Shara asks the obvious question as she grabs Charlotte's bag, coming over to you and handing it to you through the bent-open bars.

"I'm going to restrain this fucker. It's clearly some kind of magical construct seeing as it can run around without a head. among other things."

Lord Morrcock, a little out of breath, walks over to you, addressing you through the bars. He seems to be positively overjoyed in meeting several hours ago.

"First, let me say that you did an incredible job protecting my daughter, my boy. I'm sincerely grateful for the help you've given me today. I would say I owe you a favor, you name it.

A favor from a rich guy? not bad.

"I would also like to offer my assistance in transporting this...thing as well to somebody qualified to examine it. I can't say I was a big help in the fight, but if you could allow me to take care of the cleanup, then I would happily use my own resources to do so."

That sounds pretty good to you. It's about time somebody gave you a fucking hand in this shitty fantasy world.

>Yeah, sure Ojisan
>Nah, I got this
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>>1912571
>sure, but we're comin' with.

Got to keep an eye on this thing, also helps to get the results of whatever exam theyre going to do asap.
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>>1912584
Sounds good. I know this sounds obvious but the favor should be him helping us with our case, right?
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>>1912590
Depends. We could save it if we feel like our image to the public is secure enough.
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>>1912571
>>1912584
Also, shit, forgot to put in have someone help us look after our tub of lard already. I'm sure we know some first aid, being a delinquent, but I doubt we have in depth medical knowledge
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>>1912571
>Yeah, sure Ojisan

>>1912590
With the case you mean the trial or the quest? I would like to have him at the trial to be our witness.
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>>1912571
"Wait a minute shouldn't you check on your son? We heard people getting killed upstairs."
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Check on our fatty follower guys. Make sure she hasn't kicked the bucket. And maybe apologize for letting her get hurt.
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>>1912659
Don't apologize, use it to get her motivated to train. She wanted to become strong, it's only going to get tougher from here.
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>>1912571
>>1912584
>>1912590
>>1912602

>Yeah, sure Ojisan
>Wait a minute shouldn't you check on your son? We heard people getting killed upstairs.

The old man is doing a pretty big favor, helping you further the investigation at his own expense, even after his place got utterly trashed by these skulking butcher-men.

"Yeah, sure Ojisan"

"Uhh very well, so-"

"It's a term of endearment for someone your age, Milord, don't worry about it."

You clarify your usage of broken English to put the older man at ease. Using the keys to his own cell, he pops open the door from inside, reaching out to the outer lock. Getting out of the somewhat damaged

As he walks out, you come to a stark realization.

"Wait a minute shouldn't you check on your son? We heard people getting killed upstairs"

He breathes a deep sigh.

I'm headed up their now to see if there were any survivors among my servants. My son, well he has his own estate, having gained control over the family business from me he has the money. If he hadn't doubted me in the existence of these monstrous kidnappers, we'd have had an army of my best men here tonight to help."

It seems like a complicated situation.

"In any case, I still have an office there, I would like you to meet me there, if you would be so kind to meet me there in the morning."

You nod to him and let him take care of the rest. Thanks old guy.

Monica is following behind her father, she makes sure to avoid getting to close to the body at your feet.

"So, Bieri was it? I wanted to let you know, if you ever feel like you need to stay a night, come over to the company building, there's plenty of space. I'll be your perfect hostess too."

She's clearly hitting on you, you have to act cool, being a nice guy is not your style.

"Yeah. Whatever."

"See you tomorrow!!!"

She bids you a goodnight as she follows her father upstairs. She's quite giddy now.

Now that that is taken care of, the next thing is to check on Billy's little helper. You already feel a little guilty for not checking on her first.

Approaching Charlottes body, your able to confirm that she is indeed still breathing, as you believed you saw. Oh look, she's moving. That's a good sign. You examine her body to make sure everything is still there. Other than looking like a field-goal kick, she's okay. Between her extra padding and the way she got kicked, there was only minimal damage done. Thank goodness. You pick her up like the child she might as well be, arms supporting her by her back and tush. She seems to be still somewhat dazed.

"D-did we win?"

"Of course we did, This is me we're talkin' about."

"I'm sorry I couldn't do more...I'm still so weak. I think, I'm dying..."

"...!??!!"

"I'm starving."

Her belly lets out a low growl. Does she ever stop thinking about food? Damn. Still you feel a little responsible for letting her getting turned into a small pink football.

>Promise her sweets when you get back
>Promise to teach how to kick butt
>Write In
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>>1912794
>Promise to teach her how to kick butt
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>>1912794
>Promise to teach how to kick butt
"I'm also going to you how to DODGE so you won't
become a kickball next time."
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>>1912794
>Promise her sweets when you get back
>Promise to teach how to kick butt
>Then promise even more exotic sweets to her if in the next figth she manages to stay up. Also thank her for saving our bacon back there.
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>>1912794
>promise to teach her how to kick butt

Not sure if we can teach her how to kick ass the same we we kick ass, but we can at least try to make it so she isnt just a pudgy punching bag. Her class is freakin' tradesmith.
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>>1912794

>Promise to teach how to kick butt

We have to start going hard on her, she can eat but it has to be protein out the ass.

STEAKS, ASPERAGUS, PEANUT BUTTER, BEANS.
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>>1912794
>>Promise to teach how to kick butt
>>Write In
Promise her only if she tells us what she really is.
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>>1912794
>Promise to kick her butt if she keeps eating that way
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>>1912846
Oh, this is a good one
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>>1912794
>>Promise her sweets when you get back
>>Promise to teach how to kick butt
>>Mumble" Also thank her for saving our bacon back there."
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>>1912839
Well depending on how smart she is, gadgets and devices might work.
Plus even a trader needs to be fit enough to run away if he wants to live for any extended period of time.
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+1 Clever

This little girl is hopeless! You did agree on teaching her how to fly on her own through example but you think you need to use a more hands on approach. At this rate, she’ll never become even a 1000th of fraction as hard as you are.

“Lottie. Starting tomorrow, I promise I’m going to start teaching you how to be a baddass ass kicker like I am, stating with some training. I need you to get into fighting shape. I can’t have my underling embarrass me by getting kicked around like a ball anymore. The first lesson will be how to DODGE.

“O-okay...Master Bato”

Master? Eh...it’s an upgrade I guess. Still, there are somethings you need to talk about with her.

“...And I promise I’m going to kick YOUR ass if you keep eating like family of pigs”

“...Yes Master...”

*And I need you to tell me what’s up with you. I need to know. I’ll feed you something sweet, as much as you want, but just this once, as thanks for saving my bacon back there. You’re going on a much needed diet*

“Mmmmm...Yes Master. I want cakes. Wedding cakes.”

She makes herself comfortable in your arms, snuggling up to you. Ugh, She’s so childish, despite being the same damn age.

Turning around and gripping Shinbatsu, you start to stroll out when Henrietta blocks your path. She’s a little fidgety as she addresses you, having trouble making eye contact. Her face is all red.

“You were really brave out there today, Bieri-chan.”

You chuckle thoughtfully at her naiveté. She has no idea how to use your honorifics system.

“It’s “Kun”, for a guy that is.”

She turns extra red after realizing she got it wrong. She tries to save some face by taking your right arm in her arms, hanging on you.

“Well, Bieri-kun. I think it’s time for you to walk me back to the Guild Hall.”

Shara comes walking out, playfully shoving Charlotte’s stuff into your chest, making it difficult to carry the owner and her shit.

“I want to get walked home gently too.”

She grabs your left arm, talking into your ear close enough that you feel her breath on it. It’s incredibly hot on your skin.

“You were fantastic today, I’ve never seen moves like that before, especially that last one. It was. So. Cool.”

She continues her little ear molesting Henrietta is giving her a look, you can’t tell if it’s jealousy

“You’ve got that bad boy aura around you. You’re super interesting. I like that”

That’s enough, she’s making you lose your composure. Starting to walk is thankfully enough to get her quiet. You can only take so much praise, being a delinquent and all. She is way to forward.

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>>1913092
>especially that last one. It was. So. Cool.”
Shara liked my idea, woo
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>>1913096
The waifus have gone wild. I'm just glad charrote isn't thirsting for it yet.
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Be careful not to turn this into a SAO harem, QM
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>>1913111
As tempting as it is, I think no waifu is the right answer, we want to go home right?
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>>1913116
The only waifu for us is our bat. And we wouldn't leave our little bro for anything.
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>>1913092
You start your long walk back home. As you travel through Lord Morrcock’s manor, Henrietta pushes into you to avoid looking at all the dead bodies of servants an guards. Those fucking bastards did a number on this place. The walls are smashed up, as is the stone fencing outside in the courtyard. It was a bloodbath out here. There were thankfully some survivors left, at least.

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Walking the three girls home has been a pretty pleasant experience overall. It feels good to do something not totally weird for the first time in a couple of days. Shara is the first to break off, she gets moving a block before you reach where the broken axle is.

“I’ll see you around, darling. She blows you a kiss and walks off, hands behind her head and elbows out to each side.”

She’s a free spirit, that one. And pretty damned bold too. Henrietta speaks her own mind about the elusive Shara.

"That girl is kinda strange. How could she be so relaxed, despite being in the same room as those monsters."

Good question, Henrietta.

You gaze up at the sky as you take in the cold night air with Charlotte in your arms and Henrietta at your side. You estimate that it’s about 1:15AM. There is a calm after the fight for your life. It doesn’t last long. Heading up the street to the Guild Hall, there are several armored men walking around while people walk the streets looking hurt and confused. Several buildings have been razed to the ground, beaten up, or lit on fire. The armored warriors are thankfully not from the Silver Crown, from what you can tell. The Guild Hall still stands, unscathed. One of the armored men walks in front of you, hand outstretched.

"You need to turn back, this area isn- Henrietta?! We’ve been looking for you, we thought you were kidnapped during the raiding and pillages.”

Henrietta quickly grows concerned at the mention of a raid taking place right at her place of employment.

“Who would be brave enough to raid around here? Nobody ever attempts a stint like this even a mile away from the Prontian Guild Hall! It’s too risky!”

"It was the Unbreakable Brotherhood. They decided to hit here tonight, whatever the reason may be."

What in the hell is going on?! That gang from the Quest papers is responsible for this?

Shit is starting to get pretty fucking real right about now.

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Thanks to everyone for participating, Going to take care of the archiving and all that jazz. I'll see you all in the next thread. I will return at 6:00PM tomorrow.

Hopefully I can get through the next thread without gratuitous typos and errors and finish my pictures before we start. Wish me luck.
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>>1913119
Was fun truck, g'night.
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>>1913119
Night, truck. See ya tomorrow.
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>>1913119
Have a good rest, qm
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>>1913114
Where do you think we are? Anon-kun? Trust in me anon, I wouldn't do you dirty like that. It's all a part of a Machiavellian plot
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>>1913135
>anon-kun
FUCK SMUT QUESTS REEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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>>1913119
Thanka for the run boss see you tomorrow.
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>>1913119
Thank you for running boss
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>>1913119
Just got home. Thanks for running, man.

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>>1913117
Ludicrous crackpot theory time
This is all taking place within the game world of Hero's Fantasy 2, the game Johnny wanted to play with us. Turns out the game's an mmo, where only one of the waifus met so far is a real person playing a character (Shara).[/ spoiler]

The reveal comes at the end when we finally get to play with Johnny and just make a guy that looks exactly like ourselves cause we're the best and why would we want to be anyone else, and Shara is the only one who recognizes us cause the others are programs and we technically made a "new" character.
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>>1913349
My actual theory is that virgin-kun is our otouto's avatar.
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>>1913380
Nah, if a character that looks just like your bro tells you to man up would drown your sorrows in alcohol or get swole?
Virgin-kun took the first.
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>>1914005
would you drown* or would you get*
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"Sir, I think you should see this."

"What the Hell? Did he just hack a new, functional class into existence? A banchou, at that?!"

"Worse, we're pretty sure he brought it in via sheer force of will."

"...what. God damn it, I wanted to beta test it for anymore bugs and glitches, but nooo, had to beat the holiday rush they said. Freakin' Bethesda."

"Also, it looks like he completely solo'd the beginner's area. As in, utterly wiped out ALL the monsters there. And set fire to it."

"Jesus fucking Christ."

"Should we nerf him, sir?"

"...nah. Let him keep going as he is now. I'm morbidly fascinated as to where this'll go."
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>>1914082
>And set fire to it
lmao I forgot about that
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>>1914082
"Sir!"

"What is it now?"

"That guy, he accessed the debug shop!"

"Debug shop...? How the hell...? Didn't we patch that out?"

"Yeah, that's what I said, then I played back the log. It's pretty ingenious how he did it. Apparently, he got that NPC he chained to himself to go access it, since we didn't put in code against NPCs accessing it."

"Well, shit, what'd he force the NPC to take?"

"The gem. That one."

"...oh. well, shit."
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>>1914206
"SIR SIR!"

"What is it? calm down and speak"

"It's...HIM."

"Oh god what did he do now?"

"He soloed the Murder Brothers Quest. Those Raid level npc's were defeated by one single player..."

"My god..."
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My drunken self is confused as fuck right now but i had a hearty laugh at this.
first we were in a coma and now were in a vidya gaem what the fuuck is going oooonn
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>>1913119
I'm ready!
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