>>3138289
Please tell me she didn't remove our dick.

In all serious this a fine, short introduction QM.

>"Why the hell did you cut me?!" and point to our scar.

>>3138289
Rape her. There's a reason you ressurect the brain dead

>>3138289
>Look at self
>Check the choice of clothes
>Complain at the choice of clothes
>Get Dressed

>>3138332
This ain't that kind of quest pal, plus I don't think you can get it up without circulation.

>>3138313
>>3138355
Looking down at your scar you realize how shoddy the work looks, did she do this herself? It will be a wonder if you don't die of infection in a week. "Why did you cut me?" She sighs, "I do hope you aren't going to be difficult, there will be a lot to learn in the coming days and I can't hand hold you the whole time. To answer your question, I cut you because I needed to remove some of your organs, and add in a few other things." Fucking what? She took out your organs? You want to ask more questions but your already in a disarming situation enough, you figure you should at least get dressed before demanding more information. Looking at the clothes laid out you see a pair of sneakers, some jeans, a t-shirt with the logo a band you've never heard of and a black hoodie. "What's with the goth look? It's not 2002 anymore." Despite your complaints, you hurriedly get dressed and turn to face her. She snaps shut a book she was reading and looks up at you. "Right! Now time is something of a factor but I should be able to answer a few questions before I send you on your first errand. Ask away."

>Why did you take my organs?
>Where am I?
>Who are you?
>Ask all questions at once in sporadic, panicky manner
>Write in

>>3138386
>Ask all questions at once in sporadic, panicky manner

You need to format a bit more. Line break when someone different talks.

>>3138386
>use my fingers to rape her skeleton style

>>3138386
>>Why did you take my organs?
>>Who are you?

>>3138386
laugh at her and ask her why you should do anything for her
discreetly scan the room for exits and improvised weapons

>>3138389
>>3138401
2 for questions

>>3138402
1 for laughing the face of the sexy necromancer

Going forward I'll be taking the best of 3 but I may try to merge multiple suggestions if they don't clash too much.

Writan.

This looks interesting, will follow. Anyway,

>My organs?! What do you mean you took my organs?! Oh, God, is this about that debt to Don Alfonso?!

She obviously wants to go the goth necromancy route with the black clothing and stuff, so let's ruin her fun with mood-ruining cartoonish one-liners.

>>3138429
I may have been a tad late.

>>3138386
Do we remember who are we QM?
>Ask about sense of live. Be sassy about it.
>And if we don't remember ask who we were

>>3138289
I'd recommend new paragraphs when the speaker changes during dialogue. It's a standard in English writing for a reason, as it makes it much easier to track who's saying what.

You might be panicking a little bit. "Where am I? Who are you? Why in the sweet FUCK did you take my organs?" That last question came off a little more afraid than you had wanted to show."

The woman seems completely unfazed however. "In that order. You are inside of an abandoned building that I use as my laboratory. I am a practitioner of the Art. Someone you may call a witch or a mage. I took out your organs in order to preform the preparations necessary to resurrect your corpse."

"My corpse?"

"Indeed you died a few days ago, not sure why. Wasn't very relevant. Anyway your body was found in a ditch outside of town. No ID, no relatives, The kind of corpse who no one would care if it went missing. Shortly after a friend contacted me asking if I wanted to buy the body and voila here you are."

"Don Alfonso probably had something to do with this.." You mutter.

She chooses to ignore your comment. "Anyway my name is Lysandra, but you can call me Lisa."
You're not sure if you believe any of this but you decide to go with it for now. "Okay Lisa, why am I your Frankenstein? Am I supposed to go terrorize helpless villagers or something?"

Lisa frowns a bit at that. She doesn't seem to have much in the way of a sense of humor. "I have a job I need done, and you will do it for me."

"Why would I do anything to help you?"

Lisa reaches behind her and grabs a hold of a small glass jar, inside is a human heart. You think you see it beating.
"As we've discussed, you are currently dead, well undead. You won't stay that way forever though. Without my assistance your body will begin to rot. Gasses will build up in your intestines, bugs will naw on your insides, you'll slowly die over the course of a few weeks, helpless. It's not a good way to go." Lisa speaks with a deathly serious tone. "So I'm asking again, will you do this errand for me?"

>Fuck me, alright just... put that thing away
>Fuck this. Walk out the door.
>Write in

>>3138471
>Considering how much I drank when I was alive, I don't think I need to worry about rotting, but fine, I'll do whatever it is you need me to do, just put that thing away.

>>3138471
>Ok. I see the stick where's the carrot?

>>3138471
"This side of life is looking bleak and I've already earned my death. What do I really get from spending my living time doing your bidding besides putting off the inevitable?"

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>"She doesn't appreciate our hilarious jokes
Disgusting.

More seriously, I'm gonna go with
>Fuck me alright, just... put that thing away
There isn't a whole lot we can do right now seeing as we're mostly in the dark sans a few details and she holds all the cards, most notably the ace of hearts.

>>3138471
>Bite her, she disrespected the dead. She didn't say we'd die just that we would rot. We shall become skeletor of the modern world!

>>3138561
Scratch that. She does have the cards, but says decomposition is what we should fear. I stay gank her and get some taxadermy done.

>>3138450
>>3138500
>>3138502
>>3138503
You try to remember what your life was like before this, you don't remember much but what you do remember is... unpleasant. Many nights were spent out on the streets, drinking to till you can't feel the cold. Borrowing money from people you don't want to borrow money from. It's a wonder you managed to bring a sense of humor with you into the afterlife.

"I probably drank enough the night I died to embalm myself but fine, let's say I am on borrowed time. What's in it for me if I do go along? I see a stick but where's the carrot? I died once already, I might just go ahead and do it again.

Lisa looks at you and sees your not bluffing "Do you know who the Moroni family is?"

"The guys who own half the city? New money, right? Came into a huge fortune from almost nothing."

Lisa replies, "That very one yes, they were backed by a powerful magical organization, people who could bend the rules of reality, so that things could always fall in your favor. People who make sure they always come out on top."

You aren't stupid, you can see the implication "So what, I help you and you make me a real estate millionaire?"

Lisa cracks a smile at that, "Nothing so base, the Moroni's are a puppet. It's us who pull the strings. Over the past century we've been influencing the world in subtle ways, stacking the deck so things always fall in our favor. Politics, buisiness, media. It's slowly been falling into the grasp of those who practice the Art. Magical families, competing for power, shaping the world to their will."

"So what you guys are like a new world order. Harry Potter and the rise of the Illuminati?"

"Think about it, with my aid you could be immortal. Sitting right beside me as we rise to power. You could have whatever. you. wanted." She lets that last word hang in the air.

>Okay, I'm in
>I'll do what you want for now but I'm not down with this whole shadow organization shit.
>Fuck that, I spent my whole life being crushed under people like you, I'm not gonna turn around and join you
>Write in

>>3138578
>"I've died and gone to heaven. Sounds like fun, but don't go thinking I'm the mushy, clingy sort. I never had any ties in life, no reason to start now. Let's take things one step at a time. What's this errand you need taken care of?"

>>3138578
>Okay, I'm in

>>3138578
>Eh who cares I will bit, see where that gets me. One more question tho if magic is real what about religion gods and stuff?

>>3138578
Supporting this >>3138595
Hell yeah, I love mafia/crime shit. It's so cool.

>>3138595
Seconded. We won't know what's an appropriate reward until we get some more information. Until then we need to keep her in the dark, play her own game.

>>3138595
>>3138610
>>3138612
"Okay, this is sounding pretty good. But don't think I'm jumping for joy about this situation, I still don't trust you as half as far as I can throw you but I'm in for now. What is this errand you want done."

Lisa smiles like she knew your answer before you said it. "That's fine, I think the results will speak for themselves. In time you'll see you made the right choice."

The smile disappears, "On to business, I need you to kill a man."

She fishes a smartphone out of her pocket and tosses it to you. You see a few photos of a man with short dark hair and some kind of rune tattooed on the side of his face.

"He's hiding out in motel room, the address and some other information is in the notes on the phone. Try not to get caught. One more thing. As a revenant you have physical capabilities beyond that of normal humans but I can offer you a magical blessing that will enhance some of your abilities even more."

>Give me stealth
>Give me strength
>Give me durability

>>3138631
>Give me stealth

>>3138631
>Give me stealth

>>3138632
2nding

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>Give me stealth
We zombie ninjas now

>>3138632
>>3138638
>>3138639
>Stealth +1
New ability [Shadow Blend] In the darkness, when you don't move, you seem to merge with the shadows themselves becoming all but invisible.

Lisa etches a symbol into your skin with a ceremonial dagger of some kind. It should hurt but it doesn't, you aren't sure if that's because of your zombie powers or her magic, but you don't really care that much. After it's done she gives you some change for the bus fare and sends you on your way.

During the ride over you look over the info on the phone, it's light on details about who this guy is or why Lisa wants him dead, must be above your pay grade. What we do know is this guy is likely armed, and has some kind of rudimentary security. A familiar in the form of a crow who watches his back, we'll have to be careful to not get stopped by this stupid bird.

Before you know it you are at your stop, the Motel is just a block away, how do we want to approach this?

>Walk right up, acting natural
>Try and circle around the back avoiding the front entrance.
>Write in

>>3138663
>Try and circle around the back avoiding the front entrance.

>>3138663
>Try and circle around the back avoiding the front entrance.

We should grab a master key from reception.

>>3138663
So many possibilities. Do we have anything that could set us apart from normal guys, glowing eyes, perhaps? If not then we should be able to pretend to be buying a room, but there's always the possibility that this guy can sense undead or something. If possible, could we find out which room the guy's in, mug a homeless person for room money and get the room next to the target's? We could set up a trap very easily.

>>3138663
Scope out the surroundings. Whats rhe geography like? What other buildings are around the motel? if theres a diner or coffee shop around then use that for recon.

>>3138289
Hey, I saw this in anonkun, lets see if tgis lives longer

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>>3138664
>>3138674
>>3138676
>>3138677
You circle around the building, without getting close enough to be seen you scope out the area. It's a normal motel with reception up by the entrance, outdoor entrances surrounding the outside of the building. You could try and sweet-talk your way into the reception, talk up some bullshit then swipe the master key when they're not looking. Or just sneak right up to the room and kick the door in, you figure you're strong enough. That would be noisy, You'd have to get in and out fast. We still haven't seen that fucking bird.

>Try and swipe the key
>Go straight for the door
>Write in

>>3138697
can we scrounge around in the trash for thongs to make a slingshot with? most likely the bird is skyward. gonna have to deal with that.

>>3138697
>Try and swipe the key.

Lisa etched a symbol on us for the stealth spell right? We could walk in and claim we were attacked.. It might be best if we rough ourselves up a taf before.

>>3138697
>Try and swipe the key

>>3138697
>stalk tge place, look for a back entrance or see if we can find anyone drunk ebough thatbwe can get a card from, better to not call attention to anyone sober enough that could remember us

>>3138716
I think we could get a card off you anon.

>>3138710
>>3138711
>>3138713
You briefly consider digging through the trash for ladies underwear for old times sake, but think better of it and decide to sneak into the the reception and swipe the master key instead.

Roll 1d20 Best of 3. Crit fails and success will always count.

Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>3138729

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>3138729

Damn, we really need to to get Lisa's pants.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>3138729

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>3138729
crap sorry

Jesus christ are we all cursed? Wait no nevermind, that's a stupid question.

>>3138736
>>3138737
>>3138738
doomed quest is doomed

>>3138725
You have no idea how right you are.....wait....you do...fuck

>>3138736
>>3138737
>>3138738
As sneak into the reception you notice that it is empty at first, you look around for the keys but find nothing, however you notice the door to the back room is open a crack and you peek inside.

A overweight man in 30s has his back to you. Sitting down at computer with his pants around his ankles, he's watching what appears to be hentai. Looking around the room you see that the keys are hanging from a bracket just across the room.
Expertly you sneak across and try to grab the keys with a ninja swipe.

Unfortunately you are not quite used to how fast you are now, as you go to swipe the keys you end up pulling the entire bracket down onto the floor with a CRASH.

The man whips around in his chair absolutely terrified. The two of you stair at one another for a couple seconds.

"H-hey you can't-"

Think fast
>Punch his lights out
>Make a run for it
>Try to sweet-talk your way out of the situation
>Write in.

>>3138769
>Punch his lights out

>>3138769
>Punch his lights out

Zombie Man says your waifu is shit.

>>3138776
>>3138777
1d20
Bo3

>>3138769
His pants are down his ankles right?

>Punch his lights out

He won't be able to move much, better knock his lights out before he can scream of push a panic button.

>Punch his lights out
Snap his neck and leg it the hell out of there. The familiar dies with the master, right?

>>3138769
Tell him we have pictures of what he was doing and we'll post them all over the net unless he lets us go. Sob story about being homeless and needing a warm place to sleep, yada yada

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>3138779

>>3138781
This is just the receptionist, you still haven't got the key to your marks room.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>3138769

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>3138786
>>3138784
Jesus christ we can't do anything right.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>3138779
CAST IN THE NAME OF GOD, YE NOT GUILTY

>>3138789
What do you mean 15 is very good role

>>3138794
No it isn't. For best of 3 it's below average.

>>3138794
>it's 15

I'm retarded, I've been seeing "1" this entire time.

>>3138784
>>3138786
>>3138789
You charge forward and deliver a straight punch before he finishes his sentence. Again you don't realize how powerful you are. His nose collapses with a crunch as he's knocked out of the chair and through his computer monitor. The "AIEEEE" of the screaming hentai girl is silenced as his head smashes against the drywall, leaving a dent.

The man is unconcious, or dead. You're not really sure.

So much for clandestine, but hey, you have the key.

>Sneak up to the motel room
>Try to hide the body
>Write In

>>3138799
>Get a post it note, write "Manager out, gone to meet with waifu'" and stick it on the reception door on your way out.

>>3138799
>Try to hide the body

>>3138799
leave the body, casually do a walkby of the room, see if anyone's there or if the tv is on, scope out the crow

>>3138807
>>3138810
You spend the next few minutes stuffing the body of the man underneath a desk in the corner of the room. You move the bracket that was holding the keys in front of it to obscure it from view. Afterwards you have a hilarious idea, searching for a few more minutes you look for post it notes and sharpie.

This doesn't seem like the best use of your time but you do you.

After writing the post it and sticking it on the desk you hear the front door begin to open.

Think Fast
>Falcon PUUUUUNCH!
>Hide
>"Hello there, what can I do for you?"

>>3138823
>"Hello there, what can I do for you?"

>>3138823
>"Hello there, what can I do for you?"
proceed to drop spaghetti

>>3138799
>Sneak up to the motel room
>But remember to come back to it later, we could start a fire and make it look like incident?

>>3138837
There is a point when the collateral damage gets a little too high. We can make our target's death seem like an accident though.

>>3138844
The Target was in cahoots with the manager, they killed each other over who was best girl.

>>3138834
>>3138836
Let's put that zombie charisma to work.
1d20

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>3138850

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>3138850

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>3138850

Hell yeah
>>3138858

>>3138823
>Hide
For now, we're built for stealth. Let's use it.

>>3138863
hell yeah to you too!

>>3138858
>>3138863
Doubles!

>>3138877
>Doubles!

That's gotta count for something right?

>>3138858
>>3138862
>>3138863
As the woman walks in to the door you snap up straight and move in front of the desk, acting like you've always been there. "Hello miss, what can I do for you?"

"Well I was just upstairs and I heard some loud noises, I just wanted to make sure everything is alright."

"Oh that, yeah we just had a small accident..."

"An accident?"

"Yep"

"Okay, are you gonna elaborate on that?"

"Nope"

"Okay... Um, hey are you alright? You're looking really pale, and are those contacts in your eyes? They're yellow? Is this one of those goth fashion things?"

"Oh uh, haha yeah... yeah."

"Okay well... if everything is alright. You should really reconsider your fashion choices y'know. It's not 2002 anymore."

"Have a nice night ma'am."

You have absolutely no idea how that worked.

>Sneak into the motel room
>Write in

>>3138882
Tell you what. For doubles I'll give you a plus 2 on the next roll.

>>3138889
>Sneak into the motel room

>>3138889
>Sneak into the motel room

>Sneak into the motel room

>>3138893
>>3138894
>>3138901
1d20

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>>3138889
>Sneak in.

>Tell you what. For doubles I'll give you a plus 2 on the next roll.

Rolled 9 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3138903

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>3138903

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>3138889
>Write in
Take a look around maybe there is something of value or a knife or anything useful like bottle of alcohol. At least on the way back

Rolled 19 (1d20)

Rolling.

>>3138906
>>3138907
>>3138908
As you ascend the steps to the second floor you keep close to the shadows. You smell it before you see it. It's rank, like the stench of sulfur, or brimstone. Then you see it. The crow looking straight at you with a creepy white eye. If you were more poetically inclined you might have called it baleful. You freeze up instantly and feel a small tingle from the rune etched on you skin.
>Shadow Blend Active
After a few moments of certainty that the crow had seen you it sqwaks and flies away, continuing it's patrol. You quickly hurry the rest of the way to the room and unlock the door.

>Get inside quick before the bird comes back
>Open the door slowly, peek inside
>Write in

>>3138924
>Get inside quick before the bird comes back

>Open the door slowly, peek inside

>>3138924
>Open the door slowly, peek inside

>>3138933
>>3138935
You open the door slowly to peek inside the room. It's empty, well not empty, there's chinese takeout boxes and clothes littering the floor, but the man inside is absent. The tv is on, he might still be here.

>Check the bathroom
>Check the closet
>Search the room for clues

>>3138943
>>Check the bathroom

>>3138943
>Search the room for clues

>Other
>Check the closet and if not inside wait for the target to appear then ambush and kill him.

>>3138951
>Other
>Check the closet and if not inside wait for the target to appear then ambush and kill him.

>>3138951
>Emerges from the shadows.
"I've been waiting to kill you."
"How long have you been there?"
"Longer than I should have, I got bored and cleaned up a bit I hope you don't mind."

>>3138951
>>3138954
You check the closet and find nothing inside, so now you decide to be patient. Play the waiting game. You hunker down and hide.

[Shadow Blend] Active
roll 1d20

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>3138965

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>3138965
Hope I did this right.

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>3138965

>>3138965
[shadow blend]
sounds like a cringelord's favorite coffee mix

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>>3138968
>>3138981
>>3138985
As you lie in wait you hear a noise from the bathroom. Anguished screaming. Looking at the takeout boxes on the floor you assume he must have gotten the spicy noodles, that is, until you see the blood pooling from underneath the door. The screaming becomes more guttural, animal-like. Suddenly the door to the bathroom flies off the frame sailing into the wall. Out of the bathroom stumbles your target, you think...

He's some sort of Kronenburg monstrosity. His body is covered in fleshy tumors, you can only barely make out the remnant of the tattoo on the side of his face. He stumbles out of the bathroom wailing and beating on the walls of the motel room like an animal.

Here's your chance
>Attack (stealth bonus)
>Keep hidden
>Fuck this, I didn't sign up for this shit. Book it out the door.
>Write in

>>3138998
I made it up on the spot, if you have a better name by all means I'm down for it.

>>3139004
>>Attack (stealth bonus)

while it hasn't recovered from his transformation.

>>3139004
>>Attack (stealth bonus)

Well, I didn't expect that... Spicy noodles can make a man change.

>>3139004
>Attack (stealth bonus)

>>3139010
>>3139016
>>3139017
1d20 to bring the pain

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>3139021

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>3139021

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>3139021

>>3138998
>>3139004
i was just joking, thought it would get a laugh

>>3139024
>>3139025
>>3139027
You bust out of the closet and punch as hard as you can, you were holding back before but something tells you this guy isn't gonna go down easy.
Your punch lands right in his shoulder. Literally, as in your fist sinks into his flesh as if it were some kind play-doh. Gross. At first he doesn't even seem to feel it. You yank outwards and pull your arm out of his body, taking a chunk of flesh with it. He feels that one. Rearing back with a guttural roar, he goes to swipe at you.

Dodge with 1d20

>>3139037
Oh I know, I didn't mean to sound passive-aggressive, I was serious about being open to new names and stuff.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>3139040
Well, I didn't expect that.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>3139040

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>3139040

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>>3139047
Oh no

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>3139047
this is great ¬¬

>>3139053
I wonder if QM uses critfails?

>>3139047
You get ready to doge but you didn't expect such a big guy to move so fast. His swipe manages to sweep you clean off your feet and crush you against the wall. You think you feel ribs crack, blood and spittle fly from your mouth. You think one of your lungs has collapsed, it's a good thing you don't breath anymore. You can't take another hit like that, you're gonna have to end this fight quick.

You are pinned against the wall by a horrifying monstrosity, do you?

>Try to work your way out of his grasp
>Go for the headbutt. 60% percent of the time it works EVERY time.
>Go for the classic zombie bite
>Write in

>>3139056
Indeed I do.

captcha is a bitch and half

>Go for the classic zombie bite

>>3139070
>Go for the classic zombie bite

>>3139070
>>Go for the classic zombie bite

>>3139076
>>3139077
>>3139078
1d20

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>3139080
Do not forsake us dice gods.

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>3139080

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>3139080

>>3139082
>>3139084
>>3139085
You're pretty sure if you don't get out of this situation you're going to die... or well... you know what you mean. It's this kinds of situations where you tend to do stupid shit, lucky for you that stupid shit seems to work out. unable to move your arms you have to fall back on your mouth. You're a zombie right? Just bite this guy. As you open your mouth some sort of instinct takes over, you open your mouth wide, REALLY wide.

[Unhinge Jaw] Learned

You had only planned to tear a chunk out of his arm but somehow you get your mouth around his entire wrist. You bite down and snap it clean off. While strong, whatever this guy is made of seems really soft. The thing pulls back from you in pain and you sink to the floor, spitting out the bubblegum flesh and stagger to your feet, ready for round two.

>Let's try this again, Zombie Bite
>Rip and Tear
>Look for a makeshift weapon
>Write in

>>3139101
Might as well call it a Gummer

>Let's try this again, Zombie Bite

>>3139101

>Let's try this again, Zombie Bite

>>3139101
>>Rip and Tear

>>3139108
>>3139122
>>3139125
1d20

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>3139132

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>3139132

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>3139132
yeet

>>3139134
>>3139135
>>3139142
This guy is stronger and faster than you, but you can rip him apart with your bare hands. You know that you have to finish this fight fast so you decide to go for the kill. You charge at him full bore, dodging past his clumsy swipe, ripping chunks of flesh from his body as you climb up to his weak point, the neck.

Bearing your teeth and opening wide, you let out a growl. You didn't mean to do that did you? Weird. Anyway you chomp down on his neck and rip it open wide. Some foul-smelling pink fluid gushes from the wound. He's hurting something fierce but he's still up.

Wrapping his arms around you in a bear hug you realize what's happening. His body is absorbing you into itself. You do not want to find out what happens if he completely absorbs you.

Roll 2d20 to tear this guy apart from the inside out.

Rolled 1, 5 = 6 (2d20)

>>3139161

Rolled 17, 18 = 35 (2d20)

>>3139161
Can I land a nat 20?

Rolled 11, 4 = 15 (2d20)

>>3139161

>>3139168
>>3139176
>>3139185
Crit fail on defense
Success on attack

You fight like a wild animal, using all of your strength to bust this guy apart from the inside out. As you fight you start to realize something about the foul smelling liquid, it burns, like some kind of horrible acid, the core of the beast seems to be full of the stuff. It coats your body and face and burns white hot. You imagine the pain would knock you unconscious if you were still human. As it is it makes fighting that much more difficult.

Just as you feel your body start to give out though, your hand grabs hold of something solid in the core of the monster, and crushes it. All at once the monster's body goes limp, and you both tumble to the ground.

After fighting your way free of the mushy corpse you see the body begin to dissolve into some sort of pink liquid. Looking at yourself you see that your clothes are destroyed, along with a good deal of your skin. Maybe it'll grow back?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-YCN-a0NsNk

I think that's where I'll leave it for today. Thanks for joining me anons, I had a lot of fun, hopefully you guys did too.

I'm thinking I'll pick this back up sometime tomorrow, probably around the afternoon East Coast time. Should I start a new thread or just keep using this one?

Also any thoughts or advice for how the quest is going?

>>3139216
it was fun, thanks for running

keep on this one since it will keep bumping tomorrow

>>3139216
Think you could allow fate points?
Other than that it was pretty fun. Thank you for the run zombie.

>>3139216
If you ever feel crits are too common, and have too large an effect, you could always change to a success by degrees system, to d100, or both. More or less crits are only good or bad depending on how they are handled however, you seem to have a good handle on things so far though, so I'm not worried.

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I'm back everybody. Going forward I'm adding a few new rules.

First I'm adding a Fate point system. You get 1 fate point every session that can be used to reroll a DC, including crit fails. I may award more Fate points for impressive feats or particularly entertaining roleplay.

I'm also adding what we'll call the GET bonus. If a diceroll post ends in dubs that's an automatic +2 to the roll. Trips are a +3 and so on.

Third I'm going to try to be more strict about going with the first decision to reach three votes, as I feel I've been kind of hasty in awarding the first couple people to answer, I may drop that down to 2 votes if the quest is especially slow moving.

---

You won. You're still alive, or undead anyway. But you're not quite out of the frying pan yet. That noise from your fight probably caught somebodies attention, and you look way more zombiefied than you did a few minutes ago.You should probably get dressed and skedaddle soon. This guy was a mage though right? He probably has some cool stuff we could take.

>Only grab the essential, get dressed then leave.
>Get some clothes and also have a brief look around for anything interesting.
>Tear this place apart looking for sweet loot.
>Write in.

>Tear this place apart looking for sweet loot.

>>3140330
>Tear this place apart looking for sweet loot.

>>3140330
>Tear this place apart looking for sweet loot

>>3140330
>Tear this place apart looking for sweet loot.
What's in the box, OP?

Also, do we store up fate points if we don't use them or are we limited to one per session no matter what?

>>3140342
>>3140351
>>3140358
>>3140360
roll me 3d10 for phat lootz

>>3140360
I'll probably limit the freebie to one per session, although any bonus fate points you earn will stay with you.

Rolled 9, 5, 3 = 17 (3d10)

>>3140370

Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>3140370
is it one at a time? or the 3 together?

Rolled 9, 6, 1 = 16 (3d10)

>>3140370

>>3140373
all 3 together

Rolled 6, 10, 2 = 18 (3d10)

>>3140370
Either it's magical gubbins or just hentai. Maybe even both if we roll high.

>>3140372
>>3140373
>>3140382
First you end up getting dressed, once again the weird goth style seems to be all this guy has, is it a thing with these magicky types? Whatever, at least your beef jerky looking dick is bare to the world at large anymore. First you find a large stash of cash tucked away under the bed.

Current funds >$723

Not bad at all, second after looking through his suitcase you seem to not find anything until you see some sort of hidden compartment unlock. Inside is an ornamental medallion bearing a lion's head, it's eyes appear to be made out of emerald. You're not really sure what it does but it looks valuable atleast.

>Golden medallion get

Searching through the bathroom you find a set of small jars containing colored powders, some of the powder appears to be spread out on the floor in the shape of a magic circle. You go to grab the jars but drop one and it shatters on the floor. Oops.

>2 mystery powder jars get

Alright that's about all we can find in this place. Looking out the door you realize there are two cop cars outside in the parking lot. One of the cops is standing outside talking to that lady you ran into in the reception building. Shit, this doesn't look good.

>Try and sneak down the stairs
>Climb up the roof and hop down the other side of the building
>Write in

>>3140400
>Try and sneak down the stairs

>>3140400
No magic books for the magic man? OkeyDokey.

>Try and sneak down the stairs.

>>3140400
>>Try and sneak down the stairs

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>3140406
>>3140420
>>3140452
roll me a 1d20

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>3140453

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>3140453

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>3140453

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>3140453
Let's fix our shitty sneaking track record, shall we?

>>3140466
>>3140469
>>3140490
Well it's time to shit or get off the pot. You pull up your hood and try to slip out the door and down the steps as quickly as possible. What's odd is you feel the stealth rune on your skin activate even as you move. You feel like your gaining more control over whatever power it gives you. Like learning to flex a new muscle.
[Shadow Blend] level 2- you can keep shadow blend active while moving at a slow pace.

Creeping into the shadows you move down the steps and around the back of the building, slipping off into the night, pockets filled with loot.

Where too now?

>Back to Lisa's place
>Explore the town
>Write in

>>3140520
>Back to Lisa's place

>>3140520
>Back to Lisa's place
>But first stash the loot somewhere on the way
That magic maybe they can track us with it
If Lisa give green light that we can bring it in, then we come back for it

>>3140535
Supporting.

>>3140533
>>3140535
>>3140544
You head back to Lisa's place but not before creating a dead drop in a nearby back alley. Far enough that it won't lead back to your location but close enough to retrieve the gear in a hurry if need be.

As you walk back into the abandoned building you see the sun peaking out over the city, lighting up the smog of the industrial district.

Once inside you see Lisa writing in a journal in some language you don't recognize.

"Good you're ba-" She looks up to see you and raises an eyebrow. "What happened to your face?"

>Tell her the full story
>Tell her most of the story (Leave out the loot you found)
>Job's done, that's all you need to know
>Write in

>>3140581
>Tell her the full story

>>3140581
>Tell her the full story

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>>3140581
>Tell her the full story
"I warn you, though, it's not a tale for the faint of... HEART."

>>3140607
lol Support

>>3140607
This

>>3140585
>>3140596
>>3140607
You begin to spill the beans
"I warn you, though, it's not a tale for the faint of... HEART."
She stares blankly at you. You cough after an akward silence. Tough crowd...

--

"And you really punched this man while he was... Pleasuring himself?"

"Yes, well he stopped once he saw me. I wouldn't blindside a guy who was jerking it, I mean that's pretty low even for me."

Lisa replies, "Well this has given me a lot to think about. But I am interested in these items you retrieved from his house, you still know where they are I trust?"

"Yeah, they can't like, track us with them or anything right?"

"Unlikely, the man was a hedge wizard, self-taught, I doubt he had any friends powerful enough to scry upon us through them."

"Good, so are they valuable?"

"Indeed, I'll need to get a closer look, but from the sounds of things the medallion is a totem. An artifact that can bestow the physical power of the animal engraved upon it. I could spend some time binding it to you if you wanted to use it?"

"That sounds neat, what about the powder?"

"Alchemical salts most likely. Not much use to anyone who isn't a Practitioner. He was probably trying to use them for some sort of spell that went wrong from the sounds of things. I'd like to have them if I could?" She pauses. "Unless you think that you'd be better served learning the Art?"

>Give me the totem. I want to be even stronger!
>Let me have the salts. I wanna learn magic!

>>3140658
>B..But what about muh heart!
>Salts. Lets learn magic m'bois

>>3140658
>Give me the totem. I want to be even stronger!

>>3140658
>Let me have the salts. I wanna learn magic!
We may have been stronger right now by taking the totem since our magic is weak, but we're undead. We have the time and resources to get really good at it. And who's gonna be the one influencing the world more, a bigass guy with all the powers of InsertAnimalHere or an undying live privy to arcane arts mere mortals could not possibly comprehend with their mayfly lifespans?

>>3140658
>Let me have the salts. I wanna learn magic!

>>3140658
>Let me have the salts. I wanna learn magic!
play the long game.

>>3140676
>>3140686
>>3140690
>>3140681
"I wanna learn what all this magic stuff is about."

Lisa looks at you with an even seriouser face. "Be warned the Art is a volatile and dangerous tool, many have tread this path too earnestly, too shortsighted and power hungry, and destroying themselves in the process."

You think back to the bubblegum monster and nod.

"Indeed you might say that it's only for those put their... heart... into it." She says with the slightest smirk.

--

The rest of the day is spent learning the basics of alchemy.

"These salts are distilled forms of basic elements." Lisa points to the jar containing a red-black salt. "Ruhk, the element of fire." She taps the the jar of blue-green salt. "Ishe, the element of water." I'm going to be teaching you how to channel these elements into pure expressions of their forms.

"So I can shoot fire from my hands?" You asks, excitedly.

"Yes, you will." She says, "More experienced alchemists know how to use multiple salts at once to create more complex elements, and in turn, weave more complex spells, but for now we will start with just these two."

Cont.
Gonna grab a bite to eat, back in a few.

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>>3140708
>"Indeed you might say that it's only for those put their... heart... into it." She says with the slightest smirk.
She's learning.

>>3140708
Learning to speak the language of magic is more complex than you though. It's not enough to just say the words, you have to say the words perfectly. Without the slightest hint of an accent, honestly most of your lesson feels like speech training more than anything.

Sometime in the late afternoon though you manage. Speaking the proper incantation with a bit of fire salts in your fist and a small fireball leaps out of your palm.

New spells learned
>Conjure flame
>Conjure water
"Now remember," Lisa says, "alchemical salts are not easy to come by so be wise about how you use yours."

"So what's next for us?"

"That's up to you. I have a meeting with a coworker I'll need to be attending tonight, you're welcome to come along, you might learn something." Lisa offers.

"Sounds kinda boring, what else you got?"

"Well, if you're not interested in that, there's something I need delivered to a friend. It would be nice if you could take care of it for me."

Well this is great, you learn how to become a human flamethrower and all she's got for you now is busywork.

>I'll tag along to the meeting.
>I'll go delivering this thing to your friend.

>>3140727
Now she needs fix our dick and she'll be perfect.

>>3140761
>I'll tag along to the meeting.

>>3140761
>I'll go delivering this thing to your friend.

>>3140761
>I'll go delivering this thing to your friend.
Knowledge is power, but we've already learned magic for today. Plus her friend might not approve of our presence, which would inconvenience her. [Can't be inconveniencing our protege in punnery.]

>>3140763
True. Life hasn't been the same since we lost our BONER. We've got to hurry before our sex life DECAYS.

Hey guys, internet is dead. I'll see about getting it back up and running soon.

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>>3140803
Well, that sure is a REST IN PEACE.

>>3140761
>I'll go delivering this thing to your friend.

>>3140766
>>3140772
>>3140781
>>3140872
AAAND I'm back.

--

"I'll go delivering this thing to your friend." You say.

"Very well." Lisa goes and grabs something from a bag in the back of the room. "When you get there tell the man up front you were born under the second star. That should get you inside."

"Uh okay."

"You'll be looking for Jace. Tell him I sent you to deliver this." She places in your hand what looks like a bone, covered in scrimshaw carvings.

"Got it"

"Also try not to do anything stupid okay? I'm not sure I can bring you back from the dead a second time."

As you begin to leave she tosses you another cellphone. "If this one gets destroyed I'm not giving you another one."

"Fine fine, you're KILLING me with this nagging."

The place is some dive bar you've never heard of. The sign on the front says Xibalba. Looks pretty run down. As you walk up to the door the bouncer moves to stop you. A 6 and a half foot wall of a man. He leans down and sniffs you. Okay that's creepy. "What you doing here meat? This ain't you're kind of place."

>I was born under the second star
>I'm here to see Jace
>You're right, I'll be going now
>Write in

>>3140957
>"I was born under Jace. Wait shit that's wrong."

>>3140957
>I was born under the second star

>>3140957
>I was born under the second star
Aka your MOM!

>>3140957
>I was born under the second star

>>3140973
>>3140975
>>3140987
>>3140994
"I was born under Jace. Wait fuck, that wasn't it-" The man growls at you under his breath. "Wait. Wait. I was born under the second star!"

The man stares you down for a few seconds. His breath smells worse than the bubble gum monster you fought last night.

"You? She picked you? You don't look capable enough to wipe my ass, let alone what she's got in store for you." After that he moves to the side.

When you walk inside the bar everyone goes silent and turns to look at you, like something out of western movie. "Who invited the rotten meat?" Someone says.

>Is Jace here?
>Play it cool, sit down at the bar and order a drink
>What did you just call me?
>Write in

>>3141014
>"Rotten meat? At this stage I could be considered fresh as fuck. Is Jace here or are none of you worth my time?"

>>3141014
>Is Jace here?

>>3141022
Support

>>3141014
>>Is Jace here?

>>3141014
>Is Jace here?
And Let's not say that >>3141018

>>3141014
>What did you just call me?

>>3141018
>>3141022
>>3141042
>>3141491
>>3141858
"Is Jace here?" You ask to the room full of what you think is some sort of goth biker gang.

"Send him over." A man with blond hair in a booth at the back of the bar shouts. He has two girls under each of his arms and some other tough looking gentlemen sitting across from him. He makes a gesture the girls get up to leave. The muscle gets up as well but stand beside Jace, gesturing for you to sit down.

As you take your seat the men move over to block your exit from the booth. Jace leans back and takes a sip of his drink.
"What's your name friend?"

Come to think of it, you can't quite remember what your name was before you died.

>[Enter Name]
>None of your buisiness
>Write in

>>3142514
>Paul, but friends call me generic minion one

>>3142514
Zed

>>3142514
>Paul, but friends call me generic minion one

>>3142514
Let's complete the goth look.
>"Genesis"

>>3142547
switching to>>3142610

>>3142514
>Paul, but friends call me generic minion one

>>3142532
>>3142653
2 for Paul

>>3142610
>>3142612
2 for Genesis

>>3142540
1 for Zed

First one to 3 is the tie breaker.

>>3142665
>Paul

>>3142653
Support

>>3142532
+1

"My name is Paul, but my friends call me generic minion one." You say, hoping your corny jokes will break this ice.

Jace sets down his drink. It's a cherry red color, and smells metallic, like iron. "Okay Paul, mind telling me what the fuck you are doing here?"

>Lisa sent me
>Present the gift
>Just wanted to stop in for a drink is all
>Write in

>>3142747
>Lisa sent me
>Present the gift

>>3142747
>Lisa sent me
>Present the gift

>>3142747
>Lisa sends her regards
>Plant the gift on the table

>>3142747
>>Lisa sent me
>>Present the gift

>>3142752
>>3142757
>>3142762
>>3142772
"Lisa sent me." You say reaching into your jacket for the gift. The moment your hand leaves your pocket one of the body guards has your head pinned down on the table, your arm being restrained back in a very painful manner and a blade held against your throat.

"Ah, ah easy boy's we don't want to be breaking Lisa's new toy." Jace says, "I'd hate to go and make a pretty girl like her upset."

Jace extends his hands out, "Give it here." Jace takes the scrimshaw bone and begins turning it over, examining it.

You are still being restrained. Jace seems to have forgotten you exist for the moment.

>Can you call off your boys, please?
>Attempt to break free
>Write in

>>3142783
>"Please be bomb, please be bomb"

>>3142783
>Can you call off your boys, please?

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>>3142747
>It's a cherry red color, and smells metallic, like iron.
Hmmmm

>[Present the gift]
"While I'm here, could I get something to drink? My throat's... BONE DRY.

>>3142783
>Can you call off your boys, please?
I thought we didn't feel pain?

>>3142790
this and then
>>3142802

>>3142783
>Can you call off your boys, please?

>>3142809
You can feel pain, just not as strongly as a normal human would.

>>3142790
>>3142802
>>3142809
>>3142811
>>3142814
"Please be a bomb, please be a bomb." You mutter under your breath. You feel the knife push ever so slightly harder against your throat.

Closing your eyes you wait patiently for an explosion that doesn't come. Well fuck, the diplomatic approach then.

"Can you call off your boys please? This position is... KILLER on my shoulder."

Jace doesn't even look at you. "Calm down meat, I just need to verify that this is the genuine article first.

Jace opens his mouth revealing a large pair of fangs. Pricking his thumb against one of them he sets the bone down on the table and lets a single drop of blood fall from his thumb.

At first nothing happens, then the bone seems to come alive, the blood runs down along the groves of the scrimshaw carvings, outlining what looks to be a symbol written the language of magic.

>Try to read the symbol
>Attempt to break out of the hold
>Jace this isn't funny, call them off NOW
>Write in

You have my interest OP.

>>3142839
>Try to read the symbol
I don't think there's any need to panic, not like that knife on the throat will do much to us.

...Unless it is enchanted with some kinda bullshit anti-zombie bullcrap. Eh, calculated risk.

>>3142839
>Try to read the symbol

>>3142839
Wait a bit. Make more Dead puns.

>>3142839
>Try to read the symbol

>>3142858
But I'm Dying to continue the story.

>>3142839
>>Try to read the symbol

>>3142865
I know waiting can be such a KILLER.

>>3142846
>>3142854
>>3142859
>>3142866
You're knowledge of magic is basic to say the least, this is gonna be a tough roll.
1d20 Best of 3

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>>3142839
>Try to read the symbol
Mumble it absent-mindedly as we read so we accidentally summon a demon or some shit

>>3142858
>>3142865
>>3142869
>my skull when

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>3142875
>"How long it will take? I'm decomposing here."

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>3142875

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>>3142875

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>>3142880
OH BABY!

>>3142880
Heh.

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>>3142880
THEM BONES

>>3142880
>>3142882
>>3142884
You don't recognize the symbol at first. But then you realize something. This symbol is like a logogram. It's made up of a combination of all the basic magic symbols you learned earlier today, it's not exactly easy to read but you seem to be a natural at this stuff. A combination of the symbols for DEATH, LIFE, BLOOD, and ... SPIDER? You're not exactly sure what it translates to completely but you can gather a rough idea of it's meaning from the symbols that make it up.

New Skill
>You can now read magic

Jace lets out a whistle. "That's a relic alright. One of Aranea's. Lisa wasn't bluffing, I'd love to know how she got a hold of it."

Jace nods at the guards and the release you in short order. "Okay Mr. Frankenstein. Lisa's done us a huge favor, but I'm still hesitant about pledging my clan in service of this war she wants to start...."

>War? I don't know anything about this, I was literally born yesterday.
>Well I'm sure she can sweeten the deal... if you go ahead and pledge to her now
>Do you really think you can try to haggle with me? After what she just gave you?
>Write in

>>3142915
>>Do you really think you can try to haggle with me? After what she just gave you?

bluffing time

>>3142915
>Look, I may not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but I do no that when things like this start coming, they don't stop coming. You might as well hit the ground running. Besides, it doesn't make much sense not to live for fun.

>>3142915
>"You are not sure. Got it, I will pass it onto her. Anything else?"
If not
>"Thanks for your time" Leave

>>3142931
Support. But fix it up a bit.

>Do you really think you can try to haggle with me? After what she just gave you?
>Or wait a minute do you even know what you got there? I may not know EXACTLY what it does but what i do know is its got a LOT of Power.
>If you just take without supporting her that that is a MASSIVE insult to Lisa and the other Clans that support her
>There IS a reason why she picked me to resurrect and it's not because of my Stunning good looks

Make it seem more valuable than it actually is and bluff that we have

>>3142944
How so?

>>3142947
Bluff that we have more support

>>3142927
>>3142931
>>3142947
Ok we don't know shit
Lisa is trying doing here something
Lets not fuck it up for her acting like a idiot

>We have a phone. Send her a message asking what to do.
How about that?

Not to suggest anything but you do still have a fate point to spend in case of major fuck ups. I'll probably wait until 3 or more people reach an agreement of what to do.

>>3142931
>>3142947
I like these two for the bluffing, don't give the fucker more or we will set up a relationship where he only asks for more

>>3142947
This

>>3142962
I'm not sure that would look very impressive to our vampiric acquaintance.

So it looks like you guys want to bluff but are uncertain on how to word it.

>>3142931
We can be an all star.

>>3142927
Just tell him straight up

>>3142947
Or tell him not to insult Lisa

Or make up something completely different.
Up to you guys.