>>2794179
>"You know her best. What do you remember of her?"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P3ue1JPFXEU

>>2794182
"You know her best." you say. "What do you remember of her?"

Cel scratches the back of his head. "Eh, not much...She has an older brother and her parents. We kinda lost touch after junior high."

You run off to class, mulling over how you'll find the root of Rebecca's Nightmare.

You sit through class, thoughts about sleep, dreams, and Personas in the back of your mind. You almost don't hear Mrs. Wilson call on you in third period World History.

"Phil, can you tell us which Catholic Pope began his reign in the year 654?"

>1d100, bo3

>>2794179
>"You know her best. What do you remember of her?"

Rolled 40 (1d100)

10 seconds

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>2794307

Anyone else?

>>2794314
>40

"Pope Benedict I?" you ask. Mrs. Wilson shakes her head. "No, the correct answer is 'Pope Eugene I."

AFTER SCHOOL

You meet with Cel in front of the school. "So,, where should we start looking first?"

>Her friends
>Her family
>Her social media

>>2794481
>Her friends

>>2794481
>Her friends

>>2794492

After a bit of talking around, you get something you can work off of: Rebecca started acting withdrawn and timid about four years ago. She never said why, but that went on for two years, and started again just before school started back up.

"We should talk to the family." Cel says.

>"How come?"
>"You sure they'll talk to us?"
>Write in

>>2794566
>"You sure they'll talk to us?"

>>2794566
>"You sure they'll talk to us?"
>"I mean, it would be suspicious for us to ask them."

>>2794572
>>2794577
Tiebreaker

>>2794572
+1

>>2794566
>"You sure they'll talk to us?"

Other thread's still on board; just in case you didn't know OP, sage limit is 700 here and the board's slow enough that even afterwards the thread can stay up for a couple days.

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>>2794572
>>2794623
>>2794627

"You sure they'll talk to us?" you ask. Cel leads you to his car. "Like you said when you told me about Rebecca's keyhole, I don't know but it's worth a shot."

Cel drives to Rebecca's house. You see flowers and fruit baskets littering the front steps. Cel looks at it in disbelief. "Jesus, it's like people think she's already dead." he says quietly.

You knock on the door, and the door opens to reveal a tired looking moustachioed man. "Can I help you?"

>"Are you Rebecca's dad?"
>"We're friends of Rebecca. May we talk to you for a little while?"
>"We have some questions about Rebecca's... condition."
>Write in

>>2794681
>"We have some questions about Rebecca's... condition."

>>2794681
>"We're friends of Rebecca. May we talk to you for a little while?"
We don't need to get into her condition, just find out what her greatest fear is.

>>2794681
>"We're friends of Rebecca. May we talk to you for a little while?"

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>>2794687
>>2794700

"We're friends of Rebecca. May we talk to you for a little while?" you ask. Rebecca's dad sighs. "I guess..." he says.

You follow her dad into the house, where you see a young man... about college age. "Oh, you friends of Rebecca?" asks the man. "A lot of you coming to visit...I'm Lucas, Rebecca's older brother."
"I've met you," says Cel. "Remember me? Marcellus?"

Lucas blinks before his eyes light up with recognition. "Oh, wow, haven't seen you in a while." he says.

Rebecca's dad clears his throat. "So, what did you want to talk about?"

>"I was wondering what happened four years ago...It might be related to Rebecca's coma."
>"Has Rebecca been acting different lately?"
>"How's Rebecca doing?"
>Write in

>>2794737
>"I was wondering what happened four years ago...It might be related to Rebecca's coma."

>>2794737
>>"Has Rebecca been acting different lately?"
Then ease into
>"I was wondering what happened four years ago...It might be related to Rebecca's coma."

(going to play cards with family, might continue tonight, if not I'll continue tomorrow)

>>2794748
Supporting this

>>2794748
>>2795800

"Has Rebecca been acting different lately?" you ask. Rebecca''s father rubs the back of his neck, deep in thought. "I mean, I guess? That might be because Lucas moved back in, but that shouldn't be a problem..."

"Well, I was wondering what hapened four years ago..." you say. "It might be related to Rebecca's coma."

>Roll 1d100, bo3

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>2795984

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>2795984

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>2795984

>>2795985
>>2796024
>>2796028
Time to get kicked out

>>2796024
>47

You notice something: the minute you say the words 'four years ago', Lucas subtly shifts his posture to a more guarded stance. "Four years ago?" repeats Rebecca's father. "I'm not sure what you mean...I mean, I guess she was a little moody for a while, but I didn't think much of it...."

Rebecca's father stands up. "Excuse me, I need to check on my pot roast, I'll be right back if you have more questions." He exits the room, and Lucas goes upstairs- to his own room, you presume.

After a minute, Rebecca's dad re-enters the living room, the smell of seasoned pot roast faintly lingering in the air. It actually makes you feel a little hungry. Perhaps making food is how Rebecca's dad copes.

"Any other questions?" he asks.

>"When did Lucas go off to college?"
>"Did Lucas and Rebecca not get along?"
>"Where's Mrs. Pendergrass?"
>Write in

>>2796062
"Don't mean to pry too much, but did Lucas and Rebecca not get along?"

>>2796062
>>"When did Lucas go off to college?"
>>"Did Lucas and Rebecca not get along?"
We really gotta make this sound as natural as possible. "You said Lucas moved back in? When did he leave for college? Rebecca must've found it hard, huh? She was probably close with him."

>>2796078
This

>>2796078
>>2796124

"When did Lucas go off to college?" you ask. "About two years ago," says Rebecca's dad. "He wanted to get a degree in Industrial Design- designing factories and that stuff...but, he said he couldn't afford to live on campus with his job so he moved back in about two weeks ago."

"Did Lucas and Rebecca not get along?" you ask. Rebecca's dad looks at you with confusion. "Where did you get an idea like that? Lucas adores Rebecca- he's been worried sick ever since Rebecca got hospitalized."

You begin to think over what you've learned. Rebecca's changes in behavior seem to coincide with Lucas leaving and returning to her home.

After about a half hour, you say goodbye and leave.

"So, what do you think?" asks Cel.

>"I think the dad's hiding something."
>"There's something suspicious about Lucas..."
>"I'm not sure. What do you think?"
>Write in

>>2796225
>>"There's something suspicious about Lucas..."
He reacted defensively when we asked about four years ago. We have to find a way to talk to him.

>>2796225
>"There's something suspicious about Lucas..."
Well this seems really obvious.

>>2796225
>>"There's something suspicious about Lucas..."

>>2796241
>>2796251
>>2796261

"There's something suspicious about Lucas..." you say. Cel nods. "Yeah, I felt that way, too." he says. "But how are we gonna follow up on that?"

>Talk to people from his college
>Look for info on his social media
>Confront him directly (will have to wait until next in-game day to do)
>Write in

>>2796327
>Look for info on his social media
Do this for today. Don't want to incur the wrath of Cel's mom and make him stay out late again. If we can't get anything then the next day
>Confront him directly

>>2796327
I'll back >>2796351 for now. How much info do we need? In the games it was usually just a keyword type deal. Would it be possible to guess?

>>2796327
Supporting >>2796351

(sorry this took so long, wi-fi problems)
>>2796390
You need the source of the fear and context of the fear. For example, Cel's would have been 'Eggshells, brother's death'.

>>2796351
>>2796390
>>2796540

You pull out your phone. "I'm gonna see what his social media looks like..." you say, looking for Lucas on your search engine of choice. After misspelling the last name once or twice, you finally find a Beeper (OOC: non-copyright stand-in for Twitter :P) page. Pretty typical stuff: livebeeps about sports, rebeeping friends...but as you scroll down, you see someone named Nina who left a reply: 'why don't you call back'.

You click the replier's profile image and stare at it. She looks...familiar. No, not familiar. Similar.

She looks a lot like Rebecca.

You begin scrolling through Nina's pictures and see pictures of her at a bar with Lucas. They're both smiling, but Lucas' eyes tell a different story. He looks bored, uninterested in the girl he's with.

You go back to when Nina beeped Lucas why he wouldn't call her: it's dated back to about two weeks ago.

You're starting to get a picture of what's going on, and it makes your skin crawl.

You show Cel what you found. He stares at it. "Okay..." he says, sounding like he's not getting it. "He ghosted some girl. So what?"

>"Cel, think about it: Four years ago, Rebecca starts acting weird. It stops when Lucas leaves for college. He starts dating a girl that looks like Rebecca, but he doesn't seem to care about her. Lucas comes back, and Rebecca's acting weird again."
>"Don't you find it just a little weird Lucas was going out with a girl that looks like his sister?."
>"...we need to talk to Lucas. NOW."
>Write in

>>2796708
>>"Cel, think about it: Four years ago, Rebecca starts acting weird. It stops when Lucas leaves for college. He starts dating a girl that looks like Rebecca, but he doesn't seem to care about her. Lucas comes back, and Rebecca's acting weird again."
This is pretty fucked up. I'm guessing he raped her or tried to rape her. I want to confront Lucas but it'd be pretty weird to try and get back in the house and he's probably in full defensive mode anyway. We can surprise and confront him tomorrow and get to Becca immediately afterwards.

>>2796708
>"Cel, think about it: Four years ago, Rebecca starts acting weird. It stops when Lucas leaves for college. He starts dating a girl that looks like Rebecca, but he doesn't seem to care about her. Lucas comes back, and Rebecca's acting weird again."

>>2796739
I'd rather try and fix Rebecca first.

>>2796762
I wanted to confront more for final confirmation but if we have time we may be able to just go straight to the hospital today and try to guess her nightmare.

>>2796739
>>2796762

You take a deep breath. "Cel, think about it: Four years ago, Rebecca starts acting weird. It stops when Lucas leaves for college. He starts dating a girl that looks like Rebecca, but he doesn't seem to care about her. Lucas comes back, and Rebecca's acting weird again."

Cel stares at you, and you can see his expression shift as it dawns on him what you're getting at. First, shock, then disgust, then unbridled rage.

"Oh, I'm gonna split that motherfucker's wig so fucking hard..." he snarls, clenching his fists.

>"He's already got on the defensive. We can confront him tomorrow."
>"Cel, focus. We've got what we need to get into Rebecca's Nightmare. Tomorrow, we can bust in there and save her."
>"We should find out where he's going tomorrow and confront him when he's not expecting it."
>Write in

>>2796802
>"Cel, focus. We've got what we need to get into Rebecca's Nightmare. Tomorrow, we can bust in there and save her."
Then we bust heads

>>2796802
>>"Cel, focus. We've got what we need to get into Rebecca's Nightmare. Tomorrow, we can bust in there and save her."
We'll try to save her first. Hopefully nothing too bad happens if we fail to get the right nightmare. Also, he has a wig?

>>2796813
(It's an expression meaning busting someone's head open, usually with a projectile)

>>2796812
>>2796813
"Cel, focus." you say, getting his attention. " We've got what we need to get into Rebecca's Nightmare. Tomorrow, we can bust in there and save her."

He grumbles, rubbing his forehead. "Yeah..." he says, relenting to reason. "...But are we gonna go back in there unarmed?"

You...hadn't thought of that. Using Hansel had a toll on you- it was like your mental energy was being burned away whenever you called upon his powers. If you ran out of proverbial mojo, you'd be pretty much screwed.

"...shit, I hadn't thought of arming up." you admit.

Cel crosses his arms. "Alright, leave it to me...I'll see what kinda gear I can scrounge up." he says.

(Continuing later, logging off to get dinner.)

>>2796835
Awww yeah, time to sneak into a hospital with various weapons stuffed into our pants.

>>2796835

You go home, tired from all your detective work...And a little angry. You don't know Rebecca that well, but no matter what she's like, she doesn't deserve whatever Lucas did to her.

FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 10/MORNING

You get a text from Cel- you swapped numbers after leaving Rebecca's house.

Cel: OK, I did a little garage shopping and found a baseball bat and a woodcutting axe. Got a preference?

>Gimme the axe. I wanna go Paul Bunyan on Lucas's face.
>I'll take the bat. Less likely to lose a limb.

>>2797476
>Gimme the axe. I wanna go Paul Bunyan on Lucas's face.

>>2797476
>Gimme the axe. I wanna go Paul Bunyan on Lucas's face.
With Hansel we can be a firefighter.

>>2797476
>Gimme the axe. I wanna go Paul Bunyan on Lucas's face.

>>2797510
>>2797519
>>2797526

You type out a reply: 'Gimme the axe. I wanna go Paul Bunyan on Lucas's face'.

Cel: Say no more.

AFTER SCHOOL

Cel's car pulls into the hospital parking lot. You're about to get out of the car when Cel grabs a duffle bag and hands it to you. "Weapons are in here." he says quietly. "If anyone wants to get a look in it, just run."

>"Yeah, I'd rather not explain carrying bats and axes in a hospital."
>"It's not like we're carrying guns."
"...You sure you don't want to carry this?"
>Write in

>>2797476
>I'll take the bat. Less likely to lose a limb.
Wait, how will we smuggle these into a hospital? Shouldn't we get something more concealable, like a knife or something?

>>2797582
>"Yeah, I'd rather not explain carrying bats and axes in a hospital."

>>2797582
>"Yeah, I'd rather not explain carrying bats and axes in a hospital."

>>2797589
We might have to choose the metal gear option instead of bluffing. Alternatively, if we have textbooks or notebooks from school or something, cover the weapons with a layer on top. If the receptionist asks, show a brief glimpse or pull out one of the books and say we were planning on doing schoolwork while being there for Becca. She was pretty damn lenient last time, let us in by just us saying we're friends.

>>2797614
>>2797616
You nod. "Yeah, I'd rather not explain carrying bats and axes in a hospital." you say.

You sling the strap of the duffle bag over your shoulder as you walk inside the hospital. You talk to the receptionist (a different one this time) and she lets you through. Rebecca's room is devoid of visitors or hospital staff.

You look to Cel. "You ready?" you ask. He gives you a look of stoic determination and nods.

"Let's do this." he says.

You pull out your key, and in response, the keyhole materializes on the side of Rebecca's head.

"Lucas..." you whisper, focusing on what you learned. "... Sexual assault."

The keyhole glows faintly as you insert the key. You feel your body turn to sand and get pulled into Rebecca's open head.

When you come to, the first thing you sense is the scent of wet soil. You stand up to find yourself in a forest. A persistent fog dims the light, giving it an eerie feeling.

"This is nothing like my Nightmare..." remarks Cel.

>"Everyone dreams differently."
>"Stay alert. Shadows could be hiding anywhere."
>"If I see a faceless man in a suit, I'm outta here."
>Write in

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>>2797685
(Forgot picture)

>>2797685
>>"Everyone dreams differently."
>>"Stay alert. Shadows could be hiding anywhere."
We see Sage anywhere at all?

>>2797685
>>"Everyone dreams differently."
>>"Stay alert. Shadows could be hiding anywhere."

>>2797692
>>2797717

"Everyone dreams differently," you say as you open the bag and pull out the axe, giving it a few test swings. It feels pretty well-balanced. "Stay alert. Shadows could be hiding anywhere."

"That is a wise observation."

You and Cel both swerve your heads to see Sage coming out from behind a tree. "Excellent work finding this Nightmare." she says. "I was able to follow you through the Dreamlands here."

She looks at your axe. "You came prepared." she says with the faintest hint of a smile. She reaches behind her- and unsheathes a bastard sword.

Cel's eyes go wide as saucers. "Uh, what the fuck?!" he says in shock.

"What?" asks Sage. "Is it difficult to procure such weaponry in your world?"

>"Yeah, it's not like you can just pop by the blacksmith and ask for a sword."
>"Yes and no... Everyone's got a gun, but they look at you funny if you wave a sword around."
>"You don't know much about the Awake world, do you?"
>Write in

(Too tired ATM to write fights, will continue after I get some sleep)

>>2797773
>"Yeah, it's not like you can just pop by the blacksmith and ask for a sword."
>Where did you get that, anyway?

>>2797773
>>"Yeah, it's not like you can just pop by the blacksmith and ask for a sword."
>>"You don't know much about the Awake world, do you?"

>>2797773
>"Yeah, it's not like you can just pop by the blacksmith and ask for a sword."
>"You don't know much about the Awake world, do you?"

>>2797773
>>"You don't know much about the Awake world, do you?"

>>2797845
I can't wait to waifu Sage. She is gonna be not!Aigis which we made as a science project with best bro Cell+nerd girl.

>>2797867
I was thinking more celtic robot Scáthach. She's our hot teacher, and we're her eventual totally awesome wildcard student.

>>2797904
That would be hilarious. Instead of transfer student it became transfer teacher. Also our new homeroom teacher.

Now I imagined as FGO Scatatcha as Sage

>>2797773
>"Yeah, it's not like you can just pop by the blacksmith and ask for a sword."
>"You don't know much about the Awake world, do you?"

>>2797803
>>2797831

"Yeah, it's not like you can just pop by the blacksmith and ask for a sword." you say in complete deadpan. You then think of something, and in a more earnest tone you ask: "You don't know much about the Awake world, do you?"

Sage shakes her head. "No...I was born in the Dreamlands." she says. "My entire existence has been inside of this world."

"Hey, as fascinating as Sage's origins are, we got someone to rescue," says Cel. He grabs the baseball bat from the bag. "Any idea where she might be?"

Sage closes her eyes. "I think I can feel a presence..." she says quietly. She turns her head, like she's doing a visible scan around her despite her eyes being closed. She stops turning when she faces a small path of trampled plant-life.

"That way...it's distant, but I definitely sense someone." she says.

"Alright, let's go." you say.
You begin the trek deeper into the woods.

>Roll 1d100, bo3

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>2798259

Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>2798259
Rollin!

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>2798259

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>>2798277

>93

As you walk through the woods, you begin to see curious landmarks: tables made of stone, rocks lined up to form small rings, mossy cobblestone walls.

As you look around, you see something hiding in the trees- a wispy cloud of black, about three feet tall and a foot wide. At the center of the cloud is a heart-shaped mask.

Instinctively, you pick up a rock and chuck it at the mask as hard as you can. The mask shatters and the darkness unravels, revealing a trio of fairy-like creatures.

>HP: 100%
>SP: 100%

>Attack (specify target)
>Skill (specify skill and target)
>Run
>Write in

>>2798298
>Cleave
>The enemy nearest to us
Let's see if the meme continues

>>2798298
>Cleave
>The enemy nearest to us

>>2798306
>>2798327

>1d100 bo3

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>2798353

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>2798353

Rolled 96 (1d100)

>>2798353
Here's the 1

>>2798384
The meme has been killed (temporarily at least).

Just realized I had someone else's Persona quest in the previous thread...gdi)

>>2798384

>96

"HANSEL!"

You jam the key into your skull as the witch-killer emerges. Its scythe glimmers in the dim light as it slashes the nearest Shadow.

>Cel: Frei

"C'mon, Persona!" yells Cel. The trickster spider emerges with a grin as it blasts the injured Shadow with a nuclear strike, killing it.

>Sage: Psi

"Come forth, Scheherazade!" commands Sage. The storyteller of legend emerges, calling upon psychic energies to bombard another Shadow.

>Pixie 2: Zio - Cel

>Pixie rolled:30
>Cel rolled: 60

"Oh shit-!" Cel shouts as he ducks out of the way of a sudden bolt of lightning. "What kinda bullshit is this? Fairies with lightning bolts?!"

>Pixie 3: Zio - You
>Pixie rolled: 15
>You rolled: 68

You effortlessly duck under a bolt of lightning.
"Stay still so I can kill you!" squeaks the Shadow in a high-pitched voice.


>Phil: 95% HP, 100% SP
>Cel: 100% HP, 95% SP
>Sage: 100% HP, 95% SP

>Attack (specify target)
>Skill (specify skill and target)
>Run
>Write in

>>2798418
>Cleave

Closest Pixie

>>2798418
>Agi
>The Fairy that used Zio

>>2798418
>Agi
The one that shot at us with Zio.

>>2798439
>>2798467

>1d100, bo3

Rolled 67 (1d100)

>>2798514

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>2798514

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>2798514

>>2798517

>67

Hansel lets out a scream as he conjures a ball of flame, hurling it at the Shadow that tried to electrocute you like a baseball pitcher. The fireball explodes upon impact with the fairy-like creature.

>Cel: Frei

A nuclear strike follows the ball of flame, juggling the Shadow in the air with blast back.

>Phil: 95% HP, 95% SP
>Cel: 100% HP, 90% SP
>Sage: 100% HP, 90% SP

>Attack (specify target)
>Skill (specify skill and target)
>Run
>Write in

>>2798574
>Agi
>Same target as before
See how long we can juggle.

>>2798574
>Attack

Wounded Pixie, use axe

>>2798582
>>2798583
Oh yeah. Completely forgot we had an axe. I'll change to use that instead.

>>2798583
>>2798591

>1d100, bo3

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>2798619

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>2798619

Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>2798619

>>2798636

>34

You swing your axe at the Shadow, however, it's a small and agile target and you fail to get a good hit on it.

The Shadow looks around, realizing all its allies have died. "W-Wait!" it pleads. "Pl-please don't kill me!"

"That's...unusual." remarks Sage. "I've never heard a Shadow attempt to parlay."

"What could it possibly give us?" asks Cel, sounding skeptical.

The Shadow's eyes light up when it looks at you. "I-I know what you want..." it says. "I can lend you power..."

You have no idea what it means. However, the Shadow seems determined. "Yes...I can lend you my power." it says.

There's a flash of blue flame, and the Shadow disappears, a key similar to your own in its place. You grab the key and immediately feel something change inside you. There's a presence in your mind.

You put the key to your head and turn it.

Instead of Hansel, the Shadow emerges-

No. It's not a Shadow. It's a Persona now.

[blue]Hi![/blue] it says cheerfully.[blue]I'm Pixie~! I'll be helping you from here on out![/blue]

"Dude, what the fuck?!" blurts Cel. "What happened to your Persona?"

"...He can take on multiple Personas." says Sage, looking at you with an awestruck expression. "I didn't even think that was possible."

>"Think I can get more Personas like that?
>"Neat."
>Write in

>>2798698
>"Think I can get more Personas like that?
Time to start collecting and testing our limits.

>>2798698
>>"Think I can get more Personas like that?"
"Can Cel do it too?"

>>2798706
>>2798718

"Think I can get more Personas like that?" you ask.

"It's entirely possilble," says Sage. "Though other Shadows might not surrender so easlly.

(Gonna do a Pokemon Go event for a while. I'll come back in an hour or two, but I've got D&D in about 4 hours.)

>>2798759
(Came back early because dear mother of God it's hot outside @_@)

>You obtained Pixie of the Lovers Arcana! (Resists Electric and Bless, Weak to Gun, Ice & Curse. Current Skills: Zio & Dia)

>roll 1d100, bo3

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>2798862

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>2798862
Pokemon GO is suffering

>>2798897
>89

You see a stepping stone path that leads deeper into the woods. As you walk deeper into the forest, you hear footsteps coming from your left side...

>Run
>Hide
>Attack
>Write in

>>2798986
>Hide

>>2798986
>>Hide

>>2798986
>Hide

>>2799042
>>2799057

>1d100, bo3

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>2799092

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>2799092

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>2799092

>>2799107
oh fug

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>>2799107

>>2799107
>1

You dive under a bush, only to snap a branch in half under your body.

"Shit!" you curse as a inky-black bear rears up and comes down on you-

-and explodes into Shadows.

Three Shadows that- oh god, you hope those are tails between their legs.

>Incubus 1: Life Drain

Your HP: -3%

>Incubus 2: Life Drain

Your HP: -4%

>Incubus 3: Life Drain

Your HP: -3%

You feel your strength sap away as ribbons of light are sucked out of you,

>Phil: 85% HP, 95% SP
>Cel: 100% HP, 90% SP
>Sage: 100% HP, 90% SP

>Attack (specify target)
>Skill (specify skill and target)
>Switch Personas (specify Persona)
[s]>Run[/s] [red]AMBUSHED[/red[
>Write in

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>>2799245
(forgot pic)

>>2799245
Zio the Fucker no. 2

>>2799245
>Agi Incubus 1
Pixie's weak as hell. Do switching personas take up a turn or can we do it in the same turn as an attack?

>>2799292
You can do it in the same turn as an attack.

(Off to go play D&D, might continue later tonight)

>>2799245
>Zio

Incubus

>>2799262
>>2799981

>Roll 1d100, bo3

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>2800619

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>2800619

Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>2800619

>>2800639
>61

"Pixie!" you call out. Your new Persona emerges, holding up her hands as lightning crashes into one of the Shadows.

>Cel: Frei

A nuclear blast is deftly avoided as Cel's attack goes wide.

>Sage: Dia
A soothing light washes over you, taking away most of the pain.

>Your HP +11%

(Ugh, too tired to even finish writing out this round of combat...Will continue in the morning)

>>2800724


>Incubus 1: Life Drain
>Sage's HP - 5%

>Incubus 2: Life Drain
>Cel's HP -4%

>Incubus 3: Life Drain
>Your HP -4%

The Shadows split their attacks, sapping the vitality of your group.

>Phil: 92% HP, 95% SP
>Cel: 96% HP, 90% SP
>Sage: 95% HP, 90% SP

>Attack (specify target)
>Skill (specify skill and target)
>Switch Personas (specify Persona)
[red]AMBUSHED[/red]
>Write in

>>2801715
>Zio
Pixie is not a physical attacker. Keep at them with magic!

>>2801761
Oh yea and target the weakest one.

>>2801761
roll 1d100

>>2801715
>Zio
>Number Two

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>2801821

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>2801821

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>2801821

>>2801830
>53

>You: Zio

You try to blast the most injured Shadow with another bolt from Pixie, but you misjudge the angle and end up missing by a couple inches.

>Cel: Frei

Cel doesn't miss this time. The nuclear blast knocks the Shadow you fired at into a nearby tree. Its left wing snaps, caught in between the tree trunk and the Shadow's back. It lets out a shriek of pain.

>Sage: Psi

The wounded Shadow doesn't get a moment's rest, as technicolor orbs of psychic energy barrage its prone form. It explodes into black sand.

>Incubus 2: Life Drain
>Sage's HP: -3%

>incubus 3: Life Drain
>Your HP: -5%

More energy sapped from your body. You're getting reeeeal sick of these creeps.

>Phil: 87% HP, 90% SP
>Cel: 96% HP, 85% SP
>Sage: 92% HP, 85% SP

>Attack (specify target)
>Skill (specify skill and target)
>Switch Personas (specify Persona)
>Write in

>>2801867
Hit Incubus 2 with the axe! Try to sever his weird "tail".

>>2801867
>>2801893
Oh god. Supporting.

>>2801893
>>2801910

>1d100, bo3

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>2801923

Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>2801923

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>2801923

>>2801924

You hoist the axe and bring it down right between one of the Shadow's legs. It lets out a bloodcurdling, high pitched shriek of agony as the Freudian tail is severed. Cel winces the way most guys do when they see another guy get their family jewels damaged.

>Cel: Frei

"I'm just gonna put that one out of its misery..." mutters Cel, looking away from the emasculated Shadow as Anansi finishes it off with a blast of nuclear force.

>Sage: Psi

Now with the final Shadow being the only one left, Sage commands her Persona to open fire upon it.

>Incubus: Life Drain
>Sage's HP - 5%

The Shadow responds, sucking vitality out of Sage.

>Phil: 87% HP, 90% SP
>Cel: 96% HP, 80% SP
>Sage: 87% HP, 80% SP

>Attack (specify target)
>Skill (specify skill and target)
>Switch Personas (specify Persona)
>Write in

>>2801954
Just try to hit the last one with the axe, no funny tricks. Maybe we can threaten him first, I bet that display had an effect on him.

>>2801954
>>2801963
This, threaten. He can either join us or lose a very important part of himself like his friend did.

>>2801963
>>2801995
1d100, bo3

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>2802052

Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>2802052

Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>2801995

>>2802058

>78

You swing the axe at the last remaining Shadow, giving it a menacing glare.

"W-what are you going to do?" whimpers the Shadow.

>"Gimme your power, or I make a eunuch outta you."
>"I think we both know what I'm gonna do."
>Write in

>>2802081
>>"Gimme your power, or I make a eunuch outta you."

>>2802081
>Write in.
You better give me your power, or I'll take it with my sharp boy over here. Who knows, maybe it'll be an effective blunt weapon.

>>2802081
>"I think we both know what I'm gonna do."

>>2802087
>>2802088
>>2802090
Need a tiebreaker

>>2802090
Supporting

>>2802090
>>2802256

You give the Shadow an evil grin and lean in close, tipping the axe slightly closer. "I think we both know what I'm gonna do." you whisper menacingly. "P-please no..." whimpers the Shadow.

>Kill it
>Demand something from it (specify what you want- its power, guidance to the location of the Tomentor, etc.)

>>2802262
>Demand intel about the Tormentor

Anyone else want to vote?

>>2802262
>Demand intel about the Tormentor

>>2802315
>>2802414
"What do you know about this Nightmare's Tormentor?" you snarl, grabbing the Shadow by the neck.

"Y-you mean the Beast?" splutters the Shadow. "He brought a girl to a cabin at the center of the forest..."

"And where would that be?" you ask, slightly increasing the pressure on the Shadow's neck.

The Shadow points a finger to the left, where the forest seems to grow much darker.

You toss the Shadow aside like a ragdoll. You pick up your axe and turn around to see Cel looking at you with concern. "...you OK there, Phil?" asks Cel. "You went all comic-book supervillain for a second."

>"Something about those Shadows rubbed me the wrong way."
>"...sorry, I just want to get Rebecca outta here."
>"It's nothing to worry about."
>Write in

....bump?

>>2802448
>"...sorry, I just want to get Rebecca outta here."

>>2802448
>"...sorry, I just want to get Rebecca outta here."

>>2802448
>sorry, I just want to get Rebecca outta here
Sorry, I was busy

>>2802562
>>2802578
>>2802613

You shake your head, trying to clear your thoughts. "Sorry.." you say. "I just want to get Rebecca outta here.

Cel doesn't look completely assured. "Sage, is there any chance that walking around in a person's Nightmare will mess with our heads? I mean, we're basically running around Rebecca's subconscious, what are the odds it's rubbing off on our minds?"

Now that's a disturbing thought. However, Sage shakes her head. "That's a valid concern," says Sage. "But I don't think that will happen."

>Pixie has levelled up!
>Pixie learned Patra!

>Anansi has levelled up!
>Anansi learned Lunge!

>Scheherazade has levelled up!
>Scheherazade learned Patra!

You continue through the woods, The path that the Shadow pointed to you is extremely dark- if a Shadow tried to sneak up on you, it would have a major advantage.

>Stay quiet. Shadows will have a harder time following you if they don't hear you.
>Use Hansel's fire magic to create a light
>Write in

>>2802675
>>Use Hansel's fire magic to create a light

>>2802675
>Use Hansel's fire magic to create a light

>>2802706
>>2802721

You grab a stick and some dry grass, wrapping the grass around the end of the stick. You summon Hansel, willing him to set your makeshift torch alight. You hold your torch up high, and in the dim, flickering firelight you can see a run-down cabin in the distance...

"That must be what the Shadow was talking about..." Sage says quietly.

(Would you mind if I ended the thread here? I'm getting a little tired and could use some time to prep stuff for the fight with Rebecca's Tormentor)

>>2802751
That's cool Philemon, you have a good one

>>2802751
No worries man, see ya then!