>>2863642
>>Sneak in

>>2863642
>Go in guns blazing

>>2863653
>>2863688
Need a tiebreaker.

>>2863642
>Sneak in

>>2863642
>Sneak in
Good to see you back Philemon!

>>2863653
>>2863770
>>2863781

You slowly open the door, praying to God that it doesn't creak...
>1d100. bo3

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>2863790
Dice.

Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>2863790

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>2863790

>>2863839

>73

You practically will yourself to stop breathing as you slowly open the door. By some miracle, you actually manage to open the ancient door without a sound. You, Cel, and Sage cautiously slip through the door and enter the house.

The interior is an absolute mess- parts of the ceiling have collapsed, with mold and moss growing in places exposed to the sky. Shattered glass and broken floorboards. However, there's something that catches your eye among the debris- claw marks. Long, deep, large claw marks. You turn around a corner to see a huge, hulking figure looming over a body lying prone on the floor.

>Surprise Attack!
>Hide!
>Write in

>>2863873
>Surprise attack!
Get em!

>>2863873
>>Surprise Attack!

>>2863883
>>2863888

>roll 1d100. bo3

Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>2863903

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>2863903

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>2863903

>>2863909
>80

You charge the large figure and swing your axe right into its back. It lets out a roar that shakes the walls of the cabin. It turns to grab you and easily picks you off the ground with one hand. It slams you against the wall and pins you there, finally giving you a good look at its face. It looks like a yellow-eyed version of Lucas, but...something's off. He looks...wolf-like. His teeth are bared fangs, his face looks like its been stretched forward into a snout, and he has fur-like hair and sideburns. The Shadow of Lucas lets out a heavy breath that stinks of raw meat. "Who are you to interrupt my meal?" snarls the Tormentor.

You look down to identify Rebecca as the prone figure. She's sobbing quietly as you're pinned to the wall.

Clawed fingers grab your cheek and force you to look the Tormentor in the eyes. "ANSWER ME." growls the wolfman, looking like he's planning on ripping you limb from limb if you don't answer.

>"Leave Rebecca alone, Lucas!"
>"Get your damn paws off me, you furry bastard!"
>Headbutt him
>Write in

>>2863979
>Headbutt him

(Heads up, there are some dark storm clouds rolling in and i hear thunder, so I may need to duck out...there's been some really nasty weather these past few months)

>>2863979
>Headbutt him

>>2864003
>>2864055

You rear back your head and smash your forehead right into the Tormentor's half-man half-wolf snout. It lets out a noise that's like a mix between a whimper and a snarl as it drops you. The Tormentor stumbles back as Cel and Sage look on.

"REBECCA!" yells Cel. He rushes to the crying girl- only to get grabbed by the Tormentor. "You are not welcome here..." snarls Lucas. "My feast is to be uninterrupted..."

Lucas strides over to you. You try to swing your axe at him, only for him to grab it and toss it aside. The axe sticks into a piece of lumber when it hits the wall. "I've gone through great lengths to keep my meal hidden away...who are you to trespass on my hunting ground?" huffs Lucas.

>Summon a Persona to attack
>Try to get Rebecca away from Lucas
>Run away
>Write in

>>2864086
Summon Hansel, burn his fur the fuck up. Tell Cel to take Rebecca away.

>>2864086
>Summon a Persona to attack
>Try to get Rebecca away from Lucas
Multitasking! Have Cel get Rebecca out of here. Sage can back us up.

>>2864094
>>2864097

"HANSEL!"

You summon the witch-killer to drive Lucas back. Your Persona swings his scythe at the wolfman. "Cel! Get her out of here!" you order. "Right!" says Cel, getting back up (Lucas dropped him when he came towards you) to rush for Rebecca.

"DON'T FUCKING TOUCH MY PREY!" roars Lucas. He drives a fist into Hansel's gut, and you feel it like a phantom pain or a synchronized sensation. He leaps towards Cel, trying to pounce on him, but Cel's too fast, scooping Rebecca up in his arms and ducking out of the way.

"SHE'S MINE!" bellows Lucas. The walls tremble at his voice, dust knocked down from the rafters. "She's the only thing that keeps my hunger sated...I won't let you take her!"

"You're a monster." you say icily. In response, Lucas lets out a laugh that sends a chill down your spine- it sounds like wind blowing through a graveyard. "You think I'm a monster?" asks Lucas, glaring at you with glowing yellow eyes. He convulses, hunching over as a wet ripping sound fills the room. You worry that somehow Lucas grabbed Sage or Cel and tore into them, but the sound is coming from his own body. Lucas's mouth opens wider than any living animal has any right to as...something comes out. Flesh. Skin. Muscle. Fur. You watch in horror as Lucas turns himself inside out, literally puking up his insides as he transforms into a massive wolf-like beast.

"HEH HEH HEH HEH..." laughs the wolf Lucas, his voice now coarse and bone-rattling deep. "I'VE NEVER BEEN ONE TO PLAY WITH MY FOOD, BUT I FEEL LIKE MAKING AN EXCEPTION FOR YOU PISSANTS..."

(OST: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VxuMzm_RfzI)

Rebecca squirms away from Cel's grip, staring in horror at the beast. You grit your teeth and run for your axe, yanking it free from the wall.

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

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

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70 KB JPG

>>2864197
(fuck, forgot the pic of Lucas's beast form)

>>2864197
>Agi Lucas
Time to test weaknesses

>>2864259
+1

>>2864286
>roll 1d100, bo3

Rolled 20 + 3 (1d100 + 3)

>>2864291

>>2864312
Well I fucked that up.

Rolled 8 (1d100)

>>2864291

Rolled 54 + 3 (1d100 + 3)

>>2864291
I'll save you guys

(you guys aren't supposed to put a +3 in the roll)

also, gonna take a break, be back in a couple hours.

>>2864341
>54

Lucas dodges out of the way of your fire, snarling and snapping his fangs at Hansel.

>Cel: Frei
>Cel rolls: 44

A cyan blast of nuclear power is dodged. "Why's this motherfucker so fast?" yells Cel.

>Sage: Psi
>Sage rolls: 9

Scheherazade also fails to strike the Tormentor. Psychokinetic energy slams into the floor where Lucas once crouched as he leaps from floor to wall to ceiling, easily evading your Personas.

"PATHETIC." sneers the wolf. "YOU THINK YOU CAN KEEP MY LITTLE MORSEL FROM ME WITH THAT SORRY SHOW? NOBODY CAN TOUCH ME!"

Rebecca flinches at Lucas's taunts. If you can reach out to her and convince her to stand up for herself, maybe she'll get a Persona.

>Keep fighting Lucas
>"Rebecca! You can't let Lucas treat you like a piece of meat! You gotta fight back!"
>"Rebecca, I know you're scared, but you can stand up to him!"
>"If you don't make a change, Lucas is going to keep hurting you. You can make that change!"
>Write in

>>2864582
>Rebecca, I know you're scared, but you gotta stand up to him!
Maybe add how we're there for her, or something like that.

>>2864582
>>"If you don't make a change, Lucas is going to keep hurting you. You can make that change!"

You have the power!

>>2864582
>"If you don't make a change, Lucas is going to keep hurting you. You can make that change!"

>>2864590
>>2864614

You look over to Rebecca. "If you don't make a change, Lucas is going to keep hurting you." you say as Lucas bounds around the room. "You can make that change!"

Rebecca clenches one fist...But you don't get to see much of it because suddenly Lucas is on top of you, a paw pressed down on your face. "YOU HONESTLY THINK SHE CAN FIGHT BACK?" growls Lucas, his muzzle right in your ear, putrid breath on your face. "I BROKE HER YEARS AGO. SHE NEVER TOLD ANYONE WHAT I DID....AND SHE NEVER WILL."

"Y-you're wrong..."

You turn your head to see Rebecca standing up with a look of righteous fury in her eyes. "For four years, I let you use me like a toy without putting up a fight." says Rebecca. Her other fist clenches tight as bitter tears roll down her cheeks. "I'm not going to be some doll you can play with!"

(Continued)

>>2864664
Lucas turns his wolf like head, bestial eyes narrowing. "OH, THAT'S CUTE." he says condescendingly. "DON'T DELUDE YOURSELF... YOU'RE JUST A SCARED LITTLE GIRL."

"I'm not scared of you anymore." retorts Rebecca as a key manifests in her hand. Seeing how you and the others summoned your Personas, she immediately feels for a keyhole and unlocks it with a sharp gasp of pain. Blue flame gives way to a female figure wearing a bodice, a long skirt, and a hooded cloak- all in a brilliant shade of red. Around the figure's waist is a thin belt made from a wolf's pelt. Under the hood, you see long, raven-black hair and a domino mask that conceals all but a confident grin.

I am thou, and thou art I. I am Rotkapchen, the Walker of the darkened forest. No matter what menace the darkness hides, I shall always be at your side...

Lucas snarls and pounces at the new Persona, only for Rotkapchen to pull a wicker picnic basket out of nowhere and open it in his direction. Big shards of ice shoot out like arrows, knocking the wolf back.

(Continued)

(Yep, Rebecca's Persona is Little Red Riding Hood. I bet y'all already saw that coming.)

>>2864696
Cel whoops enthusiastically when Rebecca's Persona lays Lucas flat. "Alright, time to neuter this pooch!" he proclaims.

>Phil: 87% HP, 85% SP
>Cel: 96% HP, 75% SP
>Sage: 87% HP, 75% SP
>Rebecca: 100% HP, 100% SP

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

>>2864717
>Attack

>>2864737
>1d100, bo3

Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>2864783

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>2864783

(bleh. Stomach hurts and I have class in the morning. Will continue tomorrow afternoon)

Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>2864783

>>2864791

>95

You carve into the lupine Shadow's front haunch with a deft swing of your axe. Lucas yowls in pain

>Cel: Lunge

Anansi uses his mechanical spider legs to leap at the Shadow, pinning it down and mashing legs into it's face until Lucas shakes the Persona off of him.

>Sage: Psi

The onslaught continues with a blast of energy aimed between the wolf's eyes.

>Rebecca: Tarukaja

"Will this help?" asks Rebecca. Rotkapchen tosses something from her basket, and suddenly you feel get that I-can-crush-a-mountain feeling of confidence and power. You nod vigorously- for the next 3 rounds, you will do more damage.

Lucas roars, and tangible darkness fills the room...

>Lucas: Maeiha


>Roll 1d100, bo3

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>2865684

Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>2865684
Doooooooooodge
Wait do anyone have sukakuja?

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>2865684
Not adding 3 for no reason this time!

>>2865757
>86

>Lucas rolled: 77
>Cel rolled: 66
>Sage rolled: 61
>Rebecca rolled: 65

You manage to jump up and graba hanging piece of wood to avoid the creeping darkness. The others aren't as fortunate.

>Phil: 87% HP, 85% SP
>Cel: 73% HP, 75% SP
>Sage: 79% HP, 75% SP
>Rebecca: 87% HP, 85% SP

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

>>2865766
>attack

Anyone else?

>>2865766
>>Attack

>>2865820
>>2865857

>1d100, bo3

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>2865863
I almost always lurk, but I want ya to know I greatly enjoy reading this Persona quest!

Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>2865863

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>2865863

>>2865867
>44

You swing the axe again, but this time, Lucas is ready for it. The wolf back steps out of the way of your swing.

>Cel: Frei

A blast from Cel singes the matted fur of the beast. "Fuckin' stay still, dammit!" cusses Cel.

>Sage: Psi

"Stop struggling." Sage mutters darkly. Psychic force pushes the wolf into a wall.

>Rebecca: Bufu

"ROTKAPCHEN!"

A shard of ice embeds itself into Lucas's side, drawing black ichor from the wound.

Lucas snarls and dashes at Rebecca, fangs bared.

>Lucas rolled: 91
>Rebecca rolled: 46

There is no time for Rebecca to avoid it- Lucas plunges his sharp fangs into Rebecca's forearm. She let's out a blood curdling scream of pain.


>Phil: 87% HP, 85% SP
>Cel: 73% HP, 70% SP
>Sage: 79% HP, 70% SP
>Rebecca: 66% HP, 80% SP

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

>>2865920
Sage knows dia right?

>>2865920
>>Attack

>>2865929
Yes

>>2866023
Ok then let's attack. We don't need to help heal yet.

>>2865939
>>2866041
>1d100, bo3

Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>2866072

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>2866072

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>2866072
Dice

>>2866089
>100

>Crit success!!

You grab Lucas by the leg and slam your axe into it like you're a lumberjack looking for a pay raise. Lucas goes to the floor howling.

>4d100, bo3

(Gonna have dinner and play cards, be back in a few hours)

Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>2866113

Rolled 93, 59, 55, 82 = 289 (4d100)

>>2866113
Dice.

Rolled 80, 28, 82, 94 = 284 (4d100)

>>2866113
>>2866122
Apparently I can't read. Rerolling.

Rolled 57, 18, 5, 31 = 111 (4d100)

>>2866113
C'mon!

Rolled 16, 26, 42, 28 = 112 (4d100)

>>2866113

>>2866124
>289

"Let's tear him up!" you tell as you rush the vulnerable beast, pummeling and chopping it with your weapons- Rebecca just kicks at the wolf due to her lack of weaponry.

>Cel: Frei

"EAT RADIATION, MOTHERFUCKER!" yells Cel as the wolf gets up, only to get an explosion to the face.

>Sage: Psi

The wolf is still reeling when Scheherazade attacks with a psychic bolt.

>Rebecca: Bufu

More ice shards go flying, but this time the Shadow evades. It opens its mouth wide, and you fear it's going to do something big...

>Roll 1d100, bo3

(Didn't get home until later than I expected, so I'll post now and continue in the morning)

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>2866851

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>2866851

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>2866851
Here goes nothing!

>>2866869
>70

>Lucas rolled: 76
>Cel rolled: 2
>Sage rolled: 86
>Rebecca rolled: 35

Lucas lets out a roar that seems to carry physical force. It batters you, Cel and Rebecca, knocking you back into another room.

>Phil : 63% HP, 85% SP
>Cel: 46% HP, 65% SP
>Sage: 79% HP, 65% SP
>Rebecca: 44% SP, 75% SP

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

>>2867126
>Cleave Lucas in the dick

>>2867126
>Switch personas
Switch to Pixie and heal Rebecca

>>2867155
>>2867320
Need a tiebreaker.

>>2867155
supporting

>>2867155
>>2867412

When you say this, do you mean use the axe, or have Hansel cleave Lucas? I'm guessing the latter, but I just want to be 100% clear on what you mean

(bbl, need to do some house work)

>>2867467
Yeah, the latter

>>2867642
>roll 1d100, bo3

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>2867777
Big money!

Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>2867777
No whammies!

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>2867777
Nice quads btw

>>2867906

"HANSEL!"

Your Persona winds up to swing its scythe at the Shadow, cutting it along the side. Lucas howls in pain, staggering to the side.

>Cel: Frei

"Just die already!" screams Cel, looking seriously hurt. His arms are shaking when he summons Anansi to attack Lucas. His shot goes wide, blasting a hole in the wall.

>Sage: Dia

"I've got you covered," Sage says to Rebecca. Scheherazade waves a hand and Rebecca is showered in iridescent light, some of her wounds healing up by magic.

>Rebecca: Bufu

Rebecca lets out a snarl of frustration as Rotkapchen continues her frigid assault, plunging a sharp piece of ice into Lucas's back. Lucas wobbles, but you can see darkness filling the room once more...

>roll 1d100, bo3

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>2867978
Dodge!

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>2867978

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>2867978
All we gotta do is not die. Come on. We can do it!

>>2867996
>56

>Lucas rolled:86

You don't get out of the way this time- a sensation that basically feels like what you think an acid burn would feel like goes up your leg, causing you to let out an involuntary gasp of pain.

>Cel rolled: 89

Cel barely manages to get away from the wave of darkness by jumping on a toppled cabinet and clinging to it.

>Sage rolled: 14

Sage takes in a deep, sharp intake of breath when the wave catches her offguard. "Nothing I can't endure..." she says under her breath.

>Rebecca rolled: 37

"Aaah!" yelps Rebecca as the darkness crawls under her. It's almost some sort of necrotic force, or manifested entropy...black magic?

You shake your head. Now's not the time to be pondering how the magic works.

>Phil: 40% HP, 85% SP
>Cel: 46% HP, 60 % SP
>Sage: 55% HP, 60% SP
>Rebecca: 47% HP, 70% SP

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

>>2868243
>Attack
Just hit 'im.

>>2868243
>Switch personas
We really need to start healing

>>2868349
>>2868358
Need a tiebreaker

>>2868614
Fuck it just switch my vote to attacking

>>2868636
>>2868349
>1d100, bo3

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>2868751

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>2868751

One more?

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>2868751

(blech, tired. Gonna get some sleep and wrap this fight up in the morning)

>>2869003
See you in the morning boss!

>>2868790
>61

You just need to get in one good swing to kill the Shadow. You let out a roar as you charge the wolf with the axe held above your head. You aim for the neck and swing down, burying the axe head into the nape of the neck. Black sludge goes everywhere, even spackling your face.

"DIE....HATE-HAAAATE YOU..." gasps Lucas as he begins dissolving to black sand.

"We need to go." you say immediately as you feel the world of Rebecca's Nightmare begin to tremble.

(Cont)

>>2869679
The escape from Rebecca's Nightmare is a frantic run through the woods as the ground falls into the abyss, swallowing up trees and rock formations. When you find the exit door, you charge through it. You come to in the hospital, with Cel slumped over on the floor.

>Get out fast- less questions to answer if a doctor sees you
>Check up on Rebecca

>>2869714
>Check on Rebecca
Don't we have the cover of being some concerned friends? Pretty sure that's how we got here in the first place.

>>2869714
>Check up on Rebecca

>>2869679
>>Check on Rebecca

>>2869730
>>2869784
>>2869802

You check on Rebecca, throwing caution to the wind. You watch her intently, worried if destroying the Tormentor wasn't enough. However, you see her start to stir. She opens one eye, then another.

>"Welcome back to the land of the living."
>"You alright?"
>Write in

>>2869840
>"Welcome back to the land of the living."
Did we ever introduce ourselves?

>>2869840
>"Welcome back to the land of the living."

>>2869866
>>2870317

You smile at her. "Welcome back to the land of the living." you say.

She blinks. "Who....are you?"

...you'd be lying if you weren't a little disappointed.

"I'm the new student." you say. "Y'know, the one from Boston?"

"Oh...right." says Rebecca. "Phil. So...what happened?"

>Tell her about Personas and the Dreamland
>Tell her you'll talk about it later
>Write in

>>2870574
>Tell her you'll talk about it later

(Gonna do some D&D. Will continue later tonight.)

>>2870574
>Tell her you'll talk about it later
For now she should rest. We should give her our number or something though.

>>2870953
>>2871702

"I can explain later." you say. You reach into your pocket and pull out a pen and a scrap of paper, jotting down your phone number. "Here's my number so you can call when you're out of here."

You and Cel exit Rebecca's room. Cel stops halfway to his car. "Dude, wait." he says, looking worried. "Her family's gonna come by when they hear she's woke up."

"So?" you ask.

"That means Lucas is gonna come." Cel says gravely. You stop dead in your tracks. "Oh, shit." you say, realizing your mistake. How would Rebecca react?

"Yeah, 'oh shit' is right! Nightmares come from fear, what if seeing Lucas again puts her back in it?" asks Cel. You didn't even think of that.

>"The Nightmare was destroyed."
>"Fuck, we gotta go back!"
>"... Let's keep an eye on her, just in case."
>Write in

>>2873339
>"... Let's keep an eye on her, just in case."

>>2873339
>"... Let's keep an eye on her, just in case."
We lost the alibi since we left and she'll be getting swarmed now that she's back up. Plus isn't she one of the first people to wake back up from that sickness?

>>2873344
>>2873451

"Let's keep an eye on her, just in case..." you say cautiously. You and Cel hustle back into the hospital, lurking around the hallway. About an hour passes before Rebecca's family arrives....With Lucas in tow. You can practically hear Cel tense up.

You get a little closer to the room. You dread seeing Rebecca break down upon seeing her abusive brother, but when you see her, she's regarding him with a cold, determined glare.

"Mom...Dad.... There's something I need to tell you." she says. "Lucas... Lucas had been...Has been...Touching me."

She's pretty to the point, just shy of saying that four letter r word. You feel a bit cathartic when you see Lucas freeze up.

Rebecca's father speaks, his voice shaking: "What do you mean?"

Rebecca clenches her fists. "When I was little...He-he would put his hand between my...."

You feel like the hallway just got five degrees colder. "Is this true, Lucas?" the father asks darkly. Lucas snarls. "You fucking bitch, what bullshit are you-"

Rebecca's father grabs Lucas by the throat and slams him against the wall. "You open your mouth one more time," snarls Rebecca's dad. "With God as my witness, I swear I will cave your skull in with a bedpan."

There's a scuffle. You duck back as security is called. Soon, Rebecca's father is calling the police as Rebecca cries into her mother's arms, relieved that she no longer has to hide the secret.

(Gonna continue tomorrow)

(Oh jesus sorry guys. I slept in, had a brunch that turned into a prolonged family visit, and realized I've got assignments to finish. I'm gonna continue this tomorrow, probably in the afternoon.

...Sorry guys, can't finish it this week, I've gotta catch up on homework. Gonna archive and try again next week.)

>>2876903
>Intelligence increased by 2
>You should do you homework more often

>>2876903
Alright. Catch you next week boss!