>>3504097
3. Soul Hunter: (Plane: Toybox). The flesh world of Toybox is filled with the ruins of once great civilizations, all brought to ruin to the utter delight of its new owner, Cancer. You play as a member of a retrieval squad, tasked with finding and securing valuable souls out of creatures that exist outside the limits of Cancer’s interest. If successful, Cancer will reward you greatly, if you fail, death is by far the best outcome. Will you obey orders? Will you make friends? Will you find that you have a conscience? Be careful, all that exists, only exists because Cancer allows it to. Your life is in the hands of a madman, one who is a very impatient creature.


4. Playwright (Plane: Dimora). The world of Dimora is made of equal parts decayed ruins and beautiful mega cities. The robotic inhabitants live lives of relatively carefree ease. Uniquely, these inhabitants have their own souls and thus wills of their own. You play as an up and coming playwright, Wattz, who has several bright ideas for a new performance to impress the upper echelon. Success that could will catapult you into the big leagues, allowing you to fulfill your dreams. How far are you willing to go for that though? Where will your quest for a good story take you?

>Choose a quest from the selection, 1-4

>>3504098
1

A race quest seems good

>>3504097
2

>>3504107
>>3504112
will be flipping a coin in 10-15 minutes.

>>3504097
>2

>>3504112
>>3504123
assuming no other votes will be cast, I will begin writing.

You enjoy the brew you’ve been sipping on for the past few minutes; for it’s the only real pleasure you’ve had since you’ve come into this accursed place. The Tombstone is a rather funny name for a casino, but you figure it deserves points for honesty. The place is named not after the only thing you’ll be able to afford after tonight, but after the place’s battle pit, where all sorts of creatures and people are placed up against one another in fights to the death, all the while the patrons bet on them. You check your cards and grimace once more, a bad hand, another fucking bad hand. You look up to see the three other people sitting with you at the table.

Mr. Hat, you don’t know his real name, all you do know is the fucker has been constantly adjusting that stupid top hat of his all night almost as much as he’s been brushing his beard. You hope he loses the damned thing when he leaves with all of his ill-gotten winnings. He’s leading all of you by a sizeable margin, although he’s certainly cheating. You don’t have any proof but you just know it! Nobody’s that fucking lucky, at least you’ve never been.

You glance over at the woman, Misha you think her name was, checking some of the vials protruding from a couple of the pouches on her shirt. If you hadn’t checked every single one of those damned things for hidden cards then you’d know for a fact that she was a cheater, obviously. Nobody needed that many fucking pouches. She even had pouches in her hat! In her fucking hat! It didn’t help that she was attractive because of course she was, why the fuck wouldn’t she be! Dirty blond hair and a damned impressive rack. God damn it why did someone that attractive need to be a cheater!

Last up is the vet. You don’t know who he is exactly, but you figure he’s a soldier of some kind. The man’s been wearing a set of shades that a blind person would wear, and he hasn’t talked all that much. The few times he has talked his mouth didn’t move, what kind of cheater was he? Obviously up to something nasty, probably cursing you.

Why the fuck did everyone have to cheat? You were actually on a winning spree at the slots before these jokers came over.

What do you do:
1. Try your best to bluff, the only thing you’d be able to answer truthfully right now is ‘how much do you hate these people’
2. Fold, fuck it you’re done for the night. Might as well pack up and go home.
3. Call them cheaters. Honestly a horrible idea, a few of the guards have already been giving you the stink eye, they’re probably in cahoots with the other players.
4. Cheat, fight fire with fire
5. (write in)

>>3504172
Feel free to write in ideas for characters, types of games to play, and even the person you're playing as. I don't really like doing character creation so I figure I'll just do an informal version of it.

>>3504172
All in, dont even look at your cards when you get them

>>3504230
slow night huh

>>3504269
unless you are a well known QM with a established schedule and twitter you shouldn't expect players to come flooding in.

>>3504172
1. Try your best to bluff, the only thing you’d be able to answer truthfully right now is ‘how much do you hate these people’

>>3504399
>>3504230
will be flipping a coin and posting tomorrow

>>3504172

1. Try your best to bluff, the only thing you’d be able to answer truthfully right now is ‘how much do you hate these people’

>>3504182
We are a bounty hunter, came here for a job but the song of the cards distracted us, we have a bit of a gamvling problem, besides, the job is quite easy, we just have to bring a runaway daughter(alive and unharmed, which is a nuisance) from a merchant, she's supposed to be here, dirt blond hair, attractive looks, often seen with many pouches and vials.......
wait a minute....

Rolled 29 (1d52)

>>3504918
>>3504863
>>3504399
writing

>>3504172
Well, telling the truth was not going to work, so you decide to bluff. You glance at your hand one more time and then go all in. As meager an amount as that is, it has an effect. Mr. Hat raises and eyebrow and backs off. The pouch lady then follows, becoming slightly nervous. The vet stays in, black shades and a stern countenance masking any emotions he might have had. It was like staring at a brick wall. It’s was a bit unnatural you think.

Luckily his hand is even worse than yours was. A pair of threes against the pair of tens you’d had. He wordlessly passes his chips over to you and the other two give you the slight amount that they’d forfeited to be able to fold. The cards then slip from the table and reform into the deck. The cards move to the end of the table where a dealer would normally be at and a ghostly set of hands manifest and promptly shuffle the deck, pausing for a moment to see if anyone wants to offer initial bets. The hands appear to be wearing a matching set of white gloves with the Casino’s logo printed on them, which is a small depiction of a tombstone and the words ‘The Tombstone’.

You think back to the reason you were here. You work as a bounty hunter and occasionally take on an odd job. This is a pretty standard job, find the runaway daughter of a very worried merchant, and drag her kicking and screaming back home. Alive and unharmed of course, because you very much doubt the man would be willing to pay you in full if you brought a corpse back. In fact you’d probably end up paying a great deal if you pulled a stunt like that. You stare down at your left hand and moved the stumps where your pinky and ring finger used to be.

Based on what the info broker had told you, the girl had eloped with a man and was presently staying at this very casino. Her father said she dabbled in alchemy and always wore tons of pouches on her person, full of strange ingredients and mysterious liquids stored in glass vials. You check the photo you were given. An attractive woman stands over an alchemy table, you notice the dirty blond hair, her attractive features, and a very familiar hat. A baseball cap with pouches sewn in for additional storage.

You glance up at the woman sitting across from you for a moment, then back to the photo, then back to the woman…. Then back to the photo again because you want to be sure it’s her.

Damn you’re good at your job.

Decisions:
1. *pull out your weapon and try to take her in*
2. *continue the game, not like she’s going anywhere
3. *wait the round out, you need another drink*
4. *write in*

>>3505101
2. *continue the game, not like she’s going anywhere

Try to look for the man, if he exist, see if she has any backup

>>3505101
2. *continue the game, not like she’s going anywhere

We just won, maybe we are on a roll, and the cards brought us to our mark, that counts as luck doesn't it? See if she's alone, maybe he ditched the other guy already, that would be convenient, we are not getting paid for him and killing him may be dangerous/wasteful

>>3505144
>>3505119
alrighty!

>>3505101
You figure that merchant what’s his face won’t mind if his daughter gets returned in a couple more hours. You might as well check to see if she’s with that boyfriend of hers, and how dangerous he is. You’re being all professional about this after all, got to do a good job… as for your hand…


Current hand:
1. Jack of diamonds
2. Eight of hearts
3. Ten of diamonds
4. Eight of spades
5. Nine of hearts

You check around the casino for any suspicious looking characters, but well, it’s a casino. Everyone looks suspicious. You can see a few people watching your ‘high level’ game but they don’t look like bad boy material. Maybe pouch lady is a bigger weirdo than you thought and was going out with one of those string beans, or maybe she’s just into old men. Best case scenario she’d already ditched or been ditched by the man, killing someone wasn’t in your current contract and you’d rather not have to start now.

You hear some commotion coming near the battle pit, some jackass in a pink feather cloak and wearing what appears to be an elk skull is talking up a storm and gathering up a crowd. You do happen to notice the vet keeping a close eye on him, cocking his head to pay attention to the jackass’ every move. You hear a couple whispers from the next table over about the man bringing in some weird creatures for the pit fight.

Decisions:
1. *change your hand out* (Write in)
2. *make a bet* (small, medium, big, all in)
3. *fold*
4. *say something* (write in)
5. (write in)

>>3505171
Change an eight, lets go for a streight, luck is on our side

Make a medium bet

>>3505171
roll 1d52, lady luck decides

anywho boys I'm gonna be heading off to work now, won't get back till late but I will be continuing then

Rolled 26 (1d52)

>>3505178
This
>>3505197
Rollan

>>3505198
Holy shit its a seven!

>>3505202
>>3505198
>>3505178
writing

>>3505171
The first thing you do is slide about half of your tokens into the middle of the table before checking your hand again. You’re going to go for broke, you need a seven or a queen. You don’t really know the numbers behind it but you know the odds are a bit stacked. The coward’s move would be to rely on the two eights but your momma didn’t raise no coward.

You carelessly toss a card back onto the table, the thing twists a couple times before it stops and is pulled towards the ghostly pair of hands acting as the dealer. A new card is slid across the table, and you scoop it up with gusto. You smile for the first time since you started this game, you’re luck has finally turned around. A seven, a fuckin seven! You have a god damned straight.

The other players all make their moves, Mr Hat matches your bet and makes a snide comment about letting your little victory go to your head. The pouch girl matches as well, grabbing out a vial and twirling it around in her hands. The vet… opens his mouth a crack and then shuts in just as quickly. He grabs a cloth from his pocket and takes off his shades. As he cleans them you notice that the man’s eyes are closed. Has the fucker been playing with his eyes closed the whole time?! Is he messing with all of you?! He places the shades back on after cleaning them, the shades nicely complimenting the military uniform he’s wearing. Now that you think of it, you don’t really recognize it as any of the local security or private police forces… he must be from out of town.

“I fold.” He says, dumping his cards face down onto the table. The first time he’s talked tonight.

Mr. Hat raises an objection, saying its poor taste to fold face down, but the cards are scooped up by the ghostly hands and the round continues, a crushing win for you.

You snicker as you pull your winnings towards you. You’ve actually made money betting for once. Then you shudder, something really bad was about to happen, nothing ever went this easy.

“Ladies and Gentlemen!” A voice coming from battle pit calls out. “For your viewing pleasure and amusement I present a varied selection of my personal creations for the battlepit! I bet you that nothing in the world can take down any of my creations in combat… not a man or a beast!” The stranger thrusts his arms about, wildly gesticulating and using a couple of red mana bursts to create impromptu fireworks.

“The heck is he talking about, there isn’t anything scheduled tonight…” Mr Hat says.

Decisions:
1. *head over to see what the jackass is talking about.*
2. *demand to continue the game*
3. *head for a drink*
4. *suggest playing a round of blackjack*
5. (write in)

>>3505791

1. *head over to see what the jackass is talking about.*

Suggest everyone on the table to go see, mostly tp keep tabs on our mark as much as sating our curiosity

>>3505791

1. *head over to see what the jackass is talking about.*

>>3505820
>>3505830
writing

>>3505791
You push away from the table to get a better view of the battle pit and the jackass standing in the middle of it. The pit is more of a stadium than anything else, the large pit surrounded by about a dozen rows of seats that slope downward until reaching the pit itself. From what you understand the pit can be modified very quickly to create all sorts of terrain and the thing can even self-repair itself. There is a very complex barrier protecting the stands, in fact after viewing it with mage sight you nearly vomit, the thing hurts to look at for too long.

“Can we suspend the game for a moment, I want to watch this jackass get hauled off by security.” You say.

“Fine by me, I need a break after winning so much.” Mr Hat replies.

The other two nod and you notice that the vet seems to be far more agitated. His movements have become a bit jerkier as he kicks off his seat and immediately sets off for the battle pit.

Mr Hat offers his hand out to “The beautiful lady.” And of course the pouch woman accepts it. He seems to be unrelated to her based on how the two had been acting before and during the game. Just a womanizer then.

You head over with them to the battle pit, making sure you don’t lose track of your target… actually now would be a great time to act, everyone, including security will be distracted…

>>3505886
In the pit itself, you notice that the jackass is standing on some sort of living podium, the thing is kind of like a beetle, with several armored legs and a flat top. It scuttles around as the man continues to talk. You notice his clothes are extremely colorful and even a bit tacky, like a clown ate a bunch of paint and then threw up all over himself. All the while paired up with the small pink cloak and the elk skull. At this distance you notice that some of the horns have small red flowers on the tips.

Finally you see that security has entered the fray, moving through one of the combatant entrances and rushing towards the elk skull wearing jackass. There are six men and one female mage among them from what you can tell, they’re all well-armed and armored, a few even holding expensive looking spell guns. You guess the mage is charging up for some sort of paralyzing spell based on the blue mana her hands are giving off.

The jackass doesn’t even seem to care, meaning he’s really dangerous, or really stupid.

You hear a commotion as a group of people have begun betting to see how long it takes security to wrangle the idiot. You watch as a couple of paper golemic constructs begin to fan out from a fairly fat goblin who has already begun writing down odds on a piece of posterboard that has seemingly come from nowhere.

The current bet right now is that the jackass will last twenty seconds, you don’t really have a lot of time to enter into the pool then.

Decisions:
1. *try to apprehend your target in the confusion*
2. *carefully watch the fight*
3. *place a bet in the impromptu betting pool*
4. (write in)

>>3505893
Approach the target and start talking, see if she is willing to make an informal bet, on how long the idiot takes to be taken out of the thing, approach and talk with her, then when/if she relaxes we can try to make our move

>>3505911
+1
Bet that he folds quite quickly

>>3505928
>>3505911
writing

>>3505911
supporting

>>3505893
As the commotion reaches a fever pitch, you head over to Ms. Pouches. You manage to get the woman’s attention and pull her away from Mr. Hat, who’s gone from bold and cocky to glaring daggers at you. You don’t really understand why but you figure he’s a bit territorial.

“So what’s this about exactly?” She asks, moving a strand of hair out of her face and giggling in a manner you figure is supposed to be cute. Nice attempt but it needs a lot of work.

“Well I figured I shouldn’t let the compensator over there win everything tonight.” You say, pointing out Mr. Hat’s giant tophat.

That gets a laugh out of the woman and you press on.

“So I’d like to make an informal bet, perhaps for some drinks? Loser pays for em.” You say. “Bet you that idiot in the arena drops like a sack of bricks the second he gets a bonk on the head.”

“Bet you’d know how good a man is in a fight.” The woman says, flirting a little bit. You’re caught a little off guard by how easy this is going and remember the good win you’d pulled off during your last round of cards.

“You’re on, I bet that he lasts a minute.” She said. “The man looks like he can really book it, and he has that weird platform bug.”

“It’s a bet.” You say.

You shake hands with her and a small pulse of light shoots through both of you, signifying that the bet has been made and that you are both bound to it unless either of you ponies of something of equal or greater value to the other, or one of you somehow kicks the bucket. Barter’s will they call it.

You watch as the jackass completely ignores several commands to get off the scuttling podium, before one of the guards runs in to apprehend him, swinging a shock baton directly into the back of the jackasses skull. The Jackass freezes suddenly… and then nothing, it’s like he was more stunned from the actual shock of being hit then all of the volts in the baton. The jackass turns slowly, like a behemoth noticing a small child kicking its legs. You watch as the man goes for another swing which is blocked by the jackass bare handed. The entire battle pit goes quiet as the elk skull wearing man takes thousands of volts without even flinching.

>>3505983

The first step the guard takes is to let go of the shock baton, the second step he makes is backing off several feet. The third is pulling out his weapon, a magic pistol of some kind. He doesn’t make it to step four.

With one lackadaisical motion of his right arm, the stranger bats the man away. Suddenly and rather violently sending him hurtling towards the stands. With a nasty sounding plop he impacts the magical barrier protecting the auidence and creates a large and nasty stain.

The guards and the mage open fire on the stranger, who simply dodges out of the way far quicker than he should have been able to. The podium he was standing on hisses as a small swarm of insects scuttle out of the gaps between its legs. Both the swarms and the podium are quickly dealt with by a couple impact grenades thrown by the guards.

Through the dust and shrapnel the stranger rushes, and you realize that one of his arms has changed into a nasty look bone spike. A moment later it impales one of the guards clean through the ribcage, killing him instantly. The strangers other hand latches onto another guards head and crushes it with apparent ease. The strangers other hand, a nozzle of some kind, sprays a stream of liquid which quickly melts through two more guards, leaving only one more guard and the mage behind…. Wait… three arms?

A very powerful looking bolt spell is flung from the end of the spear like arm, which impacts the final guard and causes him to nearly burst apart from the sheer power of the spell.

The mage, panicking, begins to retreat, firing spell after spell at the stranger. You watch in amazement as the stranger gleefully deflects the spells in a bastardization of every martial art you’ve ever seen. The spells are then over taken by the stranger and pool to form a large ball of mana above him. From the mana emerges the form of a massive snake, which wizzes towards the mage, completely shattering the barrier that she managed to put up, and bisecting her from the torso up in a single brutal bite.

>>3505989

The crowd stands speechless as the stranger dusts himself out, spits out a few pieces of metal from his mouth, and heads back toward his destroyed… dead?... podium. He bends down and reaches both his arms out, he only has two now, and grabs ahold of the shattered creature. You can’t really see exactly what he’s doing but a moment later the creature stands back up good as new and the stranger jumps atop it.

“I do hope you’ve enjoyed my little performance, I didn’t really intend to be the star attraction of my little art show but I suppose the artist is just as important as the works he creates, I also thank these lovely people for volunteering to fight something far above their weight class and create the wonderful spectacle you’ve all paid witness to. So I thank them from the bottom of my heart!” The stranger said, bowing, like an actor who’d just put on a marvelous performance

You notice that the supposed flowers on the man’s elk skull are pulsing.

At that point a large panic begins to sweep the crowd, with some of the more squeamish guests vomiting onto the floor, running towards the exit, or simply running in any direction that will get them away from the battle pit, pussies. All of the posh fucks who never seen a good street brawl before didn’t know what to do when someone died in front of em. Just a fact of life wasn’t it? People die all the time, though in this case it was particularly messy you admit.

You hear shouts from a few important looking security guards to stand down and that a special unit has been deployed to clean up. You figure someone’s called in the big guns.

Decisions:
1. *Make your move NOW*
2. *continue to watch, this is the most interesting fuckin thing you’ve seen all day.*
3. *well you don’t owe that woman a beer but you’re pretty sure she needs it.*
4. *run for it, fuck this*
5. (write in)

>>3506003
3. *well you don’t owe that woman a beer but you’re pretty sure she needs it.*

Well, I guess he didn't fall when he was boped on the head, drinks are on me

Better get her away from this, we need her alive afterall

>>3506003

3. *well you don’t owe that woman a beer but you’re pretty sure she needs it.*

Fucking hell that guy is no joke

>>3506044
>>3506038
writing

>>3506003
“Hey do you want to grab a beer, you look like you need it.” You offer, leading towards the bar which is still operating just fine.

“Y-yeah I think I d-do… how many people just…”

“Try not to think about it, you’ll sleep easier.” You say, leading the woman away from the carnage that had just occurred.

You notice Mr. Hat had stomped off somewhere, and the vet is nowhere to be found.

“Code Greed!” One of the guards calls out.

“Greed’s showing up?” Ms. Pouches asks.

“Who?” You ask.

“Big shot, really big shot, a god who works for Barter himself.” Pouches says. “I guess this was inside an important casino…”

“Hardly, tombstone’s small time.” You reply confidently. “Regardless the situation should be tidied up, correct?”

“Can’t believe how cheery he was about all this, hey miss are you by yourself, do you have anyone you could stay with?” You ask as you reach the bar.

“No… well y-yes… I um…” She stutters. “Look I can’t talk about it.” She says fearfully. “Okay?!”

“No need to get angry, we’ve all been through something traumatic.”

Not nearly as traumatic for the guards though.

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
As you sip on another brew, you watch as miss pouches continues to stare at hers, the woman hasn’t even touches the beer yet, and it’s going to get warm soon.

“So I never got your name.” You say.

“Nina.”

“Right, my name is uh…”

Decisions:
1. *write in*
2. “I traded it away a few years back, I needed the money and the angel had offered me a really good deal…”

>>3506080
Korvin

>>3506080
Grishnalmatur, but everyone calls me Greg

>>3506080
Mr. Pouches

>>3506138
fucking lmao

>>3506118
>>3506111
>>3506138
unless someone wants to swap I'm going to be letting lady luck decide (1-3)

I hope Korvin wins

>>3506145
how about we go with Mr. Pouches as a joke and the with Korvin as the real one?

>>3506152
>>3506138
>>3506111
accepted, writing

>>3506080
You smile, you aren’t really the type of bounty hunter who’d give his name to the person he was after, after all. Still, you need to answer something… perhaps a joke to liven her mood, get her off guard? Anything other than Korvin.

“Mr. Pouches.” You say, cracking a small grin and tapping the bar a couple times.

“Ah…oh… oh very funny, jackass.” Nina replies. “Should I call you Mr. trenchcoat instead?” She replied.

You grimace for a moment, how dare she mock your gray trench coat! The absolute height of fashion!

“So why are you in a place like this at a time like this?” You ask.

“I didn’t expect the crazy man in the arena to make ground beef out of the guards!” She said. “I just… I was just having some fun, a bit of relaxation, you know?”

“Did you know the guy with the hat?”

“Fredrick? No, not really, he just seemed… charming? Maybe a little corny. I was actually with… nevermind.”

“Heh, and the vet?”

“The one with the shades?” Nina responds, surprised, like she’d completely forgotten about the man.

“Yeah he seemed really strange, if I didn’t know better I’d say he had some relation to the jackass in the arena right now.”

“Why would you say that?!”

“He seemed to know something was about to happen, got all ancy once he recognized the guy’s voice.”

“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, PLEASE STAY CALM, GREED HAS ARRIVED!” An excited voice said over the loudspeakers.

>>3506182
A tall, black clad gentleman enters into the casino, flanked by a couple of golems made faux clumsily out of gold bars. From one look you can tell the things are extremely well made and could punch through a concrete wall with ease. But Greed, he was something else. You look at him for a split second in mage sight before clutching at your pain stricken eyes. The sheer amount of black mana coating the man… insane, utterly insane. You could barely even make out his outline due to the amount of interference… and he wasn’t even using any spells yet!

“People!” Greed says, “Stay calm, don’t worry, I’ll have everything under control in a few short minutes! Go back to the tables, play a few slots! Enjoy!” He says, a chipper voice hidden behind a black shawl covered with golden masks. “This is Paradise baby! A little blood and guts ain’t near enough to ruin a good time!” The masks move as he talks, all of them do, like they’re a part of him.

You suddenly feel at ease as the words reach your ears, yet you’re not really sure why, magic?

“I’m so happy someone’s here to deal with that vile man.” Nina says.

Greed raises a gold studded, black gloved, hand and motions the golems forward. Then he dances ahead to lead the charge.

Decisions:
1. “Want to watch the fight? If this guy is really a god… its gonna be a hell of a show.”
2. *stick to the bar and continue the conversation* (write in)
3. (make your move, everyone’s focused on Mr Gold Masks)
4. (write in)

>>3506185
>2. *stick to the bar and continue the conversation* (write in)
she was with someone, is she alone now?

then

1. “Want to watch the fight? If this guy is really a god… its gonna be a hell of a show.”

going to call it a night here boys, I'll begin again tomorrow

>>3506185
This >>3506211

>>3506211
+1

>>3506470
>>3506211
She ran away with some jackass and now he bailed?

Well, we ain't complaining, we might even get an extra "reward" out of her

when everyone is distracted by the god we can put her to sleep with a simple spell and tell the others she had too much to drink

>>3506185
So ..Mrs Pouches...Nina, what are all those vials for? Anything good on it to have fun?

>>3506512
Let's hold on the sleep in case she puts herself in danger, that way we can keep her and our paycheck safe

>>3506211
>>3506427
>>3506470
>>3506486
>>3506512
>>3506514
writing

“So you were with someone… a boyfriend?” You ask.

“Yes… well… no… I thought he was an admirer and well… look I can’t…”

“Its fine, really, we all do stupid things sometimes. Speaking of which… want to watch the fight? If this guy is really a god… it’s gonna be a hell of a show.”

“Sure!” She says, checking over her shoulder for a moment. “I must be drunk, I can’t believe I’m agreeing to this.”

You mentally prepare yourself to a cast a sleep spell, you can’t charge it in case the woman can detect it, but it should allow you a quicker cast time. As you walk back towards the battle pit, along with a sizeable crowd of people hoping to gawk, you continue the conversation.

“So what are all those vials for? Anything good in them, yknow, for having a bit of fun?” You ask.

“What aphrodisiacs? Please, I’m a professional alchemist, even if some people disagree with me. I even have a license!” She says, digging through her jacket and pulling out a fancy looking silver encrusted license with her face, name, and profession on it. “You can do all sorts of things with these materials!” She says. “I’ve even made healing lacquers before.”

“Healing liquor?” You ask.

“No its more like rubbing alcohol that heals wounds.” She says.

“Like pain away?” You ask.

“Ugh, that brand is so watered down I hardly believe anyone lets them call it medicine.”

>>3507269

“Anything else? Just a healer then?” You ask.

“I carry a few for my own protection, of course, got to take care of myself on these mean streets.”

You can barely stifle a laugh. You enter the Battle Pit and get a handle on what is happening.

The arena has become a buzz of activity with the central focus being Greed, flanked by his two golems, and the mystery man in the arena, doing something unspeakable to the corpses of the deceased. It’s like he’s using a distended arm as a vacuum cleaner to suction up pieces of the corpses, you hope Greed completely annihilates the disgusting creature.

Greed finally steps forward after finishing his conversation and approaches the barrier, using both of his arms to force open a hole through sheer force of will. The golems charge through before Greed follows them, the lanky god performing a backflip before landing perfectly in the area. With a sound like a bubble popping the hole closes, sealing the arena off once more.

“Oh, hi Greed!” The mystery man calls. “How’s it like being Barter’s personal gopher, should give you a service bell as a present?”

You watch as all of Greed’s golden masks curl up in frustration and he responds, voice dripping with contempt.

“Of course it’s you, only you’d do something like this. I’m going to ask this once, you are to come with be back to the God’s Spire Casino, and we’re going to all have a long talk about your little show!”

“Shucks, if you wanted me to stay put you shouldn’t have made things so boring, I had to make my own entertainment.”

>>3507273
“By butchering seven valuable staff members? Causing revenue loss to this casino? Unacceptable!”

You watch as greed is slowly and easily overpowered in the resulting argument, the God slowly shriveling and hiding away behind the two golden golems, like a fat noble would hide behind bodyguards.

Eventually, Greed had taken enough abuse and decided to escalate.

“ENOUGH, EITHER YOU WILL ACCEPT BARTER’S GRACIOUS OFFER OF FORGIVNESS OR I WILL RESTRAIN YOU MYSELF! I HOPE YOU ARE READY TO REPAY DAMAGES TO THE ENTIRE CASINO!”

“Just the casino?” The mystery man asks in a singsong voice. “You really don’t value yourself all that highly do you?”

“Buh… I’M GOING TO TAKE YOU DOWN BEFORE YOU DO ANY MORE DAMAGE, YOU IDIOT. I’M GOING TO TURN YOU INTO A NICE GOLD STATUE TO PLACE IN SOME ART GALLERY.”

At that the mystery man toppled over laughing, and laughing hard. Greed leapt forward, taking both of his gloves off and revealing gold covered hands.

“Fine I yield!” Cancer says, still gasping for air as he shakily rises to his feet. “I just have one little itsy bitsy condition, first.”

“What?” Greed says, grabbing for one of the guards shock batons. From Greeds hands, a creeping covering of gold engulfs the entire baton, and the entire thing begins to emit massive amounts of electricity.

>>3507282

“I want some REAL entertainment, some drama, some suspense!” The man says. “Me and the other three… well we once encircled this city… and we-

“What would you have me do?” Greed said, gold spittle flying from his masks.

“I want to have a contest between some of the lovely people watching us, voluntary of course, I know how much Barter HATES forcing people to do anything, and I’m nothing if not a gracious guest… a fight to the death? No no that’d be far too extreme… hrm…”

“I can offer up a wish coin as a prize, if that will make you behave.” Greed said.

The man reminded you a bit of one of your school teachers, the poor woman was completely powerless before two dozen little shits, yourself included, and would do whatever she could to keep control. How tough was this guy, to be able to do this to a god?

“I will listen, and I will watch everything that transpires in this casino until the festivities have ended!” The man said.

“Fine, Cancer, but you and the boss are going to have a nice long conversation when this is all done.” Greed replied. “First of all I hope you’re ready to pay for all the damages, and offer value up for all the value lost due to your actions.”

“Fine fine, easy enough.” Cancer replied. “Can we get this event started already? I’m already so excited!”

The insect like podium extended a couple of feeding tubes with mouth like appendages on the end and began to hungrily feast on the guard corpses.

Decisions:
1. *make your move* (Ambush Nina)
2. *keep playing along, if this is real… an honest to god wish coin… you could have whatever you wanted…*
3. *Talk to someone* (Write in)
4. (write in)

>>3507284
2. *keep playing along, if this is real… an honest to god wish coin… you could have whatever you wanted…*
3. *Talk to someone* (Write in)
talk with her

a wish coin, that is really something, but I'm sure that to get it people will have to do despicable and horrible things...would you do it?

if she is planning to compete for the coin, put her to sleep so she won't get killed in the competition and we can have a payday if we don't end up winning the coin, if she wants to stay in the sidelines convince her to watch us win it so we can try to grab her after the event is over

>>3507299
+1

>>3507299
>>3507319
writing shortly

>>3507284
You decide to keep playing along for the time being. Thoughts of wealth beyond your wildest dreams flicker through your head. Wish coins are items made by Barter, owner of this plane of existence and considered to be currency used by gods. To just offer one up to mortals was a very rare event, and this Cancer fellow seemed to treat it like tossing a bone to a cute puppy. Something to toss aside for enjoyment.

“A wish coin, that is really something, but I’m sure that to get it… anyone who accepts is going to be violent at the very least, they’d do anything, horrible things. Just to even get a small sliver of a wish coin.”

“Please help me.” Nina says. “I… I want your help, to get the coin, you have good luck when it counts, I saw that during the game. Not just anyone could’ve pulled that straight off. I… I’ll split it with you, I only need a small piece, you can have the rest, please.” The woman was begging you, desperation flashing before her eyes.

>write in

>>3507426
Well, you've been vague all evening, what is it to you? Why do you want it and why should I help you?

>>3507426
You are lucky I have a soft spot for beautiful women in need, but before I agree with it I want to hear your story, what do you need a small part of my coin for?
And how can you help me win the competition, any formulas, magic or trick thst can help me win this competition?

Depending on what she says we can do that magical contract to make the deal.
The help of an alchemist can give us the advantage we need

>>3507468
+1

>>3507468
+1 too

>>3507426
“You’re lucky I have a soft spot for beautiful women in need. Why do you want it and why should I help you? Why do you need a part of the wish coin?

Nina bites her lip and concentrates on what she wants to say to you. As she talks the Cancer and Greed come to an agreement and shake hands in the arena, a flash of light flows through the entire casino and you feel as though the place’s atmosphere has become incredibly tense.

“I… I’m scared of my father, he’s trying to marry me off to one of his competitors to combine their business’s together… and I… the man I was with… I thought… I need something of value to break our…” Nina said, shuddering in pain as a couple flashes of red light went through her form, warnings that she had almost broken a contract.

“I’m in over my head, I’m scared… he… I mean I might die, I might die soon.” She said, terror gripping her. She grasped at her throat as she began to hyperventilate. “I’m just a tool, that’s all this was ever about.”

“So you thought you might die and you decided to play poker?”

“I can’t… I can’t run, you understand? I’m stuck here, I … I’m scared, I’m scared and I’m stupid but I need your help, I don’t have anyone else I can turn to, please help me.”

You turn your attention to the arena while thinking of how to respond.

“So that’s what that feels like, fun. Like my body becoming all bone.” Cancer said, “A dangerous ability you have there Greed, I see why you wear those shabby gloves.” Cancer tears off an arm that had been half turned to gold and simply grows a new one in seconds. He chucks the large chunk of gold thoughtlessly behind him and it lands on the sandy arena floor with a thud.

Greed chuckles before wiping his hands together and collecting his gloves, which seemed to be immune to his ability. Cancer hoped on the back of one of the two golems and the group proceeded through one of the combatant entrances and out of sight. The two had seemingly made up.

“So you want my coin so you can escape?” You ask.

“Yes.” Nina says. “Can you help me?”


“What could you offer me?”

“You’ve never been in the tombstone before, have you?” Nina says. “I’ve been trapped in this place for a week, I know it all its ins and outs. I also am an alchemist, I can craft potions to help you… both in spellcasting and in combat. Enchantment potions, lightning and acid bottles… you name it!”

>write in

>>3507564

Well, you have a deal, a small part to free you from your contract, the rest is mine and you tell me all about it over wine and a fine dinner as we celebrate, how about it?

>>3507564
agree to split a part

we compete and she plays support

>>3507582
>>3507574
writing

>>3507564
“Well you have a deal, a small part to free you from your contract, and the rest is mine and you tell me all about it over wine and a fine dinner as we celebrate, how about it.” You ask, smiling and displaying some of that masculine charisma you always hear people talking about.

Nina smiles warmly and envelopes you in a hug.

“THANK YOU!” She says before pulling away, bouncing up and down with joy. “I’ll just expect you to pay for dinner of course.”

“Ha, deal.” You say, shaking hands. You feel a warm light once more pass through you as the agreement is solidified. It occurs to you how awkward this will be if you don’t actually win. But then again it’s a god damned wish coin, nobody would blame you for going for it!

There is a creak from the loudspeakers and all of the runeovisions in the casino spring to life as a feed of Cancer and Greed sitting in some kind of studio set with a fairly hastily made sign with the words ‘High Stakes’ written on it.

“So ladies and gentlemen, I’m going to assume anyone left inside the Casino now is excited for the chance to have their dreams come true. Of course, most of you will more than likely not be making it past the first round, as we want to weed out contests to make things a tad easier to maintain.”

“And because nobody likes watching boring performances!” Cancer adds. “Sides if you can’t get past this round you never had a chance! So don’t feel bad if you get flung out of the Casino!”

“Alright so the upper floors of the casino are completely cleared out now, and the only place with people is on the lowest floor, from here on out things are going to work like this, you need to make it up to the second floor to stand a chance! The current clock is set to one hour, the task, find a way up to the second floor!”

You check your surroundings and notice that the stairways up to the second floor have all been blocked out by black light, walls of pure black mana. A couple people unfortunate enough to try crossing them fall down to the floor, dead.

There are several hundred people left in the casino now, some staff members who choose to compete, and a single gold golem which has inexplicably appeared near the entrance fountain.

Decisions:
1. *try to see if there is anything behind the bar*
2. *try to leave*
3. *try to get into the staff only area*
4. *test the barrier in the battle pit*
5. *talk to your companion* (Write in)
6. (write in)

>>3507675
>1. *try to see if there is anything behind the bar*

>>3507675

1. *try to see if there is anything behind the bar*

>>3507675

3. *try to get into the staff only area*>>3507675

>>3507682
>>3507686
>>3507688
writing

>>3507675
You head to the bar and plant a hand on top of it before leaping over. Nina follows behind you, pulling up the bar panel employees would use, and shooting worried glances at you all the while. She wouldn’t understand, vaulting over bars is something that cool people do, just like in the movies. You need to practice now in case you get into a gunfight on one of the upper floors.

You sneak back into the staff area of the bar without any of the other competitors noticing and see a large employee only door, a path leading into a small storage room, a janitor’s closet, and a door with yellow emergency tape covering it.

The first thing you do is check the yellow taped door, to find the thing is completely knocked off its hinges. Investigating further you see that this was the door that the gold golem had likely come through, and the door itself is slightly bent outward, and a path to the lower floors stretches before you.

The storage room has nothing of real importance except alcohol and a small freezer room containing premade food to serve to bar patrons. Finally the staff door is locked, baring your most promising lead.

Decisions:
1. *kick the staff door open*
2. *use another method on the door* (Write in)
3. *ask Nina for advice* (write in)
4. *head back to the casino floor*

>>3507725
grab the most expensive drink there is in there for later

Nina, it's time to use that acid on the hinges of the employee's door

>>3507744
+1

>>3507752
>>3507744
writing

>>3507725
Thinking quickly, you grab the most expensive looking vintage out from the wine storage and stuff it inside your trench coat. You really hope the thing doesn’t shatter during your upcoming climb, you can’t stand the idea of having your trench coat stained purple. Purple looks awful on you.

“Nina, I want you to use acid to get through the doorway, you mentioned you had a few vials of the stuff, correct?”

“Yes I do, good thinking.” Nina said, grabbing a bottle from a pouch on her shoulder and positioning it over the doorknob. She almost poured its contents out before you manage to stop her.

“Not the doorknob, the hinges! If the door doesn’t open after you melt the knob off then there’d be no point!”

“Ah…” She says, realizing what she’d almost done. “Right, fine, stand back please.”

She grabs a bottle with two openings on it from out of her jacket. One for pouring liquid into and the other for depositing it. The depositing arm is long, thin, and hollow, and ends in a small opening.

“It’s for pouring acid out without getting it all over yourself.” Nina says, dropping to the ground and pulling out a glass funnel. She carefully pours the acid vial into the pouring bottle and uses a glass chemistry stopper to seal off the opening. She then very carefully pours its contents onto the metal hinges and you watch in amazement as the acid begins to eat through the metal at an alarming rate.

“I cooked this up myself, my own acid recipe!” She says. “It’s a bit slower acting then the really good stuff but it doesn’t eat through glass so it’s easier to store. What do you think?”

You begin to respond but have to stop the door from falling on Nina’s head.

“Help”
Nina rushes to assist you and the two of you lower the now unhinged door to the floor, quietly. Through the new opening you spot a set of workers corridors that run through the casino. From what you understand these are used so employees can restock different restaurants and stores, if you’re lucky there will be elevators located further inside. A way up to the second floor for sure.

As you head down the hallway you hear growling noises coming from around a corner. You carefully peak your head around and notice a couple of very strange looking creatures. Like across between an octopus and a dog, the thing are a swarming mass of tentacles and biting mouths, idly squirming along the ground and snapping at the security cameras whenever they swivel.

Decisions:
1. *fight through them, you can probably take them both out if you get lucky with the ambush*
2. *try to sneak around them*
3. *head back and try to find another route*
4. (write in)

>>3507806
2. *try to sneak around them*
Maybe using a spell

If we manage to sneak past then they will serve as an obstacle to whoever tries to follow us

>>3507836
good thinking

she knows the place, has she seen or heard about these things? anything useful to help us

>>3507841
>>3507836

PICK A TRAIT

> Mental mage: You can utilize blue mana spells to mess with opponents minds and perceptions


> Stealth Expert: You prefer to use stealth spells to cloak your presence


> Scrying Genius: For some reason you have always been able to use higher level scrying spells, allowing you to gain a far better understanding of any area you find yourself in.


As in other quests, mana is limited, higher level spells will use up more.

>>3507857
>> Mental mage: You can utilize blue mana spells to mess with opponents minds and perceptions
does this work like illusions too since it messes with perception?

anyway, seems the more flexible of the 3, we can simply distract them with something only they can see

>>3507857
>> Mental mage: You can utilize blue mana spells to mess with opponents minds and perceptions

>>3507861
Yes and no. Illusions are a different branch of blue mana spellcasting. Some illusions can even deal damage to opponents.

Mental mages aren't able to affect anyone who can see their spells, they generally can only attack one, or maybe a couple, opponents at a time. When I said perceptions I meant the things they personally experience, but I realize how that can be a bit blurry of a line.

>>3507857
Shit...
Tought choice, i'll go with


> Stealth Expert: You prefer to use stealth spells to cloak your presence


Sorry if double post but I can't see my previous one

>>3507865
>>3507861
2 votes for mental mage

>>3507875
1 vote for stealth expert

I'll be waiting another 5-10 minutes and then proceeding

>>3507806
“We need to slip by those… whatever they are.” You whisper, motioning around the corner with your left hand. “If we kill them then anyone will be able to slip through, we got to leave them alive.”

“Oh my god what are those?” Nina asks. “I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“Might be one of those jackasses creations, he was going on and on about them before.” You reply.

“Alright are we going to try and rush past?” She asks nervously. The woman reaches for a couple of vials in a pouch on her waist.

“No, I know a little trick.” You reply.

You gather up a good chunk of blue mana in your hand for about a minute, thinking of what exactly you’re going to do to those creatures minds, or whatever passes for it. The main idea is to get the creatures stuck in a sort of mental loop, unable to react or process information for a little bit. It doesn’t usually work as well on things with high levels of intelligence, like humans, but those things don’t seem to be too smart… and besides you can probably outrun them.

You hurl the two bolts of blue mana at the creatures, hitting both perfectly. Not missing a beat you grab Nina’s arm and pull her along. To her credit she doesn’t complain and even manages to keep up with you. You pass the creatures and reach a service elevator at the end of the hallway. You smash your hand into the up button to find that the elevator is several floors up.

“Uh… how long does the spell last?” Nina asks, backing up against the elevator door and reaching for a few more of her vials.

“Maybe ten more seconds, don’t panic.” You say, calmly. “Worst case we have a few bite wounds, just stay put here, don’t try and run back through them.”

The doors open right as the spell wears off on the dogtopusses, the creatures shake their heads to clear the effects of the spell away, and immediately take notice of the two new presences by the elevator. The dogs rush at you as the doors creak open.

Nina falls backwards into the elevator as you rush inside. You carelessly push her out of the way and slam the ‘close door’ button several times until the doors slide shut. The scratching, howling and gurgling chill you to your core, but the creatures are unable to break inside.

“How did you know how to do that…” Nina says, gasping for air. The woman is keeping it together far more than you thought she would, but she obviously has her limits.

Decisions:
1. “used to be a professor at a mages college”
2. “I did a bit of corporate espionage in my youth”
3. “A magician doesn’t reveal his tricks”
4. (write in)

>>3507928
"I'm a bounty hunter, getting past people and dealing with obstacles is my speciality
but I did do some corporate espionage on my youth

calling it a night

>>3507941
Works for me

>>3507941
Good

>>3508144
>>3508450
>>3507941
updating after dinner

>>3507928
“I’m a bounty hunter by trade. Getting past people and discretely with obstacles is my specialty. I guess I did a bit of corporate espionage during my youth though, but that kind of work was a bit too delicate for my tastes.”

“Ah… a bounty hunter.” Nina said, laughing nervously.

The elevator rumbles up and the faint sound of music plays from a busted speaker system. The lift isn’t all that well decorated. Gray paneling and a couple of mirrors on the back the only thing keeping the elevator from just being a simple moving box.

“Something the matter with that?” You ask.

“Well, I’m a bit on edge right now, is all.” She replies. “I said I ran from home right? I’m just a bit nervous when it comes to bounty hunters. You… you’re not here for me are you?”

Decisions:
1. “no”
2. “yes”
3. *Write in*

>>3509787
I was, that is why I wanted to hear your story, to decide if I wanted to bring you back.
Be happy that I was not so keen on bringing you in the moment I saw you, like I said, a soft spot for beautiful women, and I had plenty of opportunity to capture you.
I will not bring you in, we are partners now, aren't we?

>>3509820
+1

Add in, I'm being honest with you, will you trust me? That is my gamble now

>>3509787
Mrs. Pouches loves these quaaludes. Why don't you try one?

>>3509820
Supporting

>>3509853
>>3509850
>>3509842
>>3509820
writing

>>3509787
“I was, that’s why I wanted to hear you story. To decide if I wanted to bring you back.”

You hear a crash behind you and you turn to find Nina pressed up against the elevator’s back wall, utterly terrified. She pulls out a vial with a nasty barf colored chemical of some kind in it and holds it like she’s about to throw it. You tense up even further when a loud ding goes off from the elevator as you reach the second floor of the casino.

“SECOND FLOOR, SHOPPING MALL!” The elevator chimes cheerfully. Kind of odd that they’d have that in an employee lift, but you suppose it’s a nice touch.

“Nina, please put whatever that is away and come on out, the elevator might return to the ground floor with you in it.”

Nina slowly and shakily gets up off the floor and reluctantly follows you. The woman is eyeing you nervously now and shivering. You wonder just what she’s had to go through to end up like this.

“I need some b-bubble gum.” Nina says, reaching into a pouch and pulling out a few more pieces. “I l-lost the old pieces during the a-arena fight. D-don’t l-look at me like that.”

“Be happy that I was not so keen on bringing you in the moment I saw you. Like I said before, I have a soft spot for beautiful women, and I had plenty of opportunity to capture you.”

“Maybe I was the luckiest one at that table after all.” Nina says.

“I will not bring you in, we shook hands, we’re partners now, aren’t we?”

“I don’t know, you were honest, I think. You don’t have any reason to lie… fine… just… if you try anything fishy I’ll…”

>>3509907
“You’ll kill me.” You respond. “I’m well aware Nina.”

“No! Never!” She said. “I’ve… I wouldn’t do that! I’ve never killed anyone before!”

“Well you might need to in a bit depending on what our hosts decide.” You say.

“Oh…no.”

You wander through a few more of the employee service tunnels before something odd happens. A couple flashes of light occur spontaneously and you feel compelled to hold out your hand, a third extremely dark flash of black light goes off and you find a golden poker chip in your hand, pulsing with mana.

“What is this?” Nina asks, holding up a poker chip of her own to the light.

“Might be part of this floors challenge.” You say.

You pass a few more staff rooms before ending up in a mall corridor. The mall is a massive structure, dwarfing the casino’s lower floor. You read in a pamphlet that the Dead End mall is considered one of the key attractions of the casino, and boasts around two hundred stores. You see a couple other competitors milling around a giant runeovision in a grand plaza. The device is suspended from two story clock tower set under a black starry ceiling.

The mall’s hallways are like city streets, fake gothic architecture giving the mall more class than you would’ve thought possible. Tons of stores windows display all sorts of different products.

“The central plaza there is the center of the mall.” Nina says. “Has a nice wishing fountain, and a really good ice cream shop.”

“Maybe once this is all done we can get some.” You offer.
Decisions:
1. *head towards the central plaza*
2. *find a place to hide for the time being, you don’t know what this floors challenge is going to be*
3. *head away from the plaza*
4. *head back towards the staff areas*
5. (write in)

>>3509913
2. *find a place to hide for the time being, you don’t know what this floors challenge is going to be*

Hide and observe for now

>>3509913
>2. *find a place to hide for the time being, you don’t know what this floors challenge is going to be*

have something to eat and rest while we observe

>>3509943
>>3509954
writing

>>3509913
You find a nice little pizza place nestled inside what looks to be a church façade. There is still a good amount of food behind the counter and you help yourself to some while Nina explores the kitchen in the back. You enjoy the peace and quiet, you’d barely been able to think at all downstairs.

“So what do you make off the coins?” Nina askes, once again rolling her’s over her fingers.

“No idea, really.” You reply. “Things are some sort of construct made from mana but I don’t really know their purpose.”

“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, IT’S TIME FOR HIGH STAKES!” The Runeovision declares, blaring to life.

The familiar forms of Cancer and Greed flare to life. The studio they’re sitting in has been massively updated, now looking like a talk show for a sports game.

“So I think its fairly obvious now, but anyone who’s still on the ground floor has been disqualified!” Cancer says.

“As of now out of around four hundred people, about a hundred and twenty have managed to make their way up to the second floor, seems those party favors you left downstairs didn’t do that good of a job!” Greed replied.

“Well not really my golden friend, if we thinned their numbers too much then there wouldn’t have been much of a show right? Anywho as for now, the second round will start after this little broadcast is concluded. So no killing each other until then, got it?” Cancer said.”

“And speaking of which, you might need to. I’m sure you’ve all seen the tokens I’ve given you, each of you has one token, assuming nobody has been dumb enough to throw theirs away.”

“Well don’t be mean, I’m sure they’re all very smart!” Cancer says. “They decided to compete after all!”

>>3510007

“Right, well, there is only one way up to the third floor, and for that, you’ll need three tokens! It doesn’t matter exactly how you get them, you can use violence, cunning, or you can make a deal with the contestant, but unless you present three tokens to one of the five barriers at each of the stairwells including the one in the central plaza, or you will not be able to gain access to the water park!”

“Well looks like our lovely contests are going to have to shop till they drop!” Cancer said. “But before that, we felt it would be fair to talk about a few of the contestants as we felt a couple of them had far too many advantages.”

“So first off, Hera Vel Resma, a valuable member of our staff, has decided to compete. This woman is a real angel.” Greed said.

“Not a figure of speech folks, she’s actually an angel, a Bazaar employee correct?” Cancer added.

“Righto Cancerino, the woman utilizes black and white mana for a very powerful set of spells. Not only that the woman is extremely talented, bringing over three hundred years of experience to bear in today’s tournament. The Bazaar is run by Barter himself, and he has only ever been known to hire quality people!”

An image of a white haired woman with a halo made of gold and some very expensive looking clothing flashes on screen. You notice the weird visor sunglasses thing she’s wearing long before you notice the two wings she has. She really is an angel, shit.

“Secondly, Ash Worlford. A beast tamer from the arena, who carved a swath of destruction downstairs before one of Greed’s golems put a stop to her. Due to her interesting outlook and go getter attitude, we allowed her to stay in the tournament. Besides you need that kind of crowd pleaser to keep things interesting!”

A woman with raggedy hair and a very unpleasant demeanor flashes onto the screen. She’s riding a massive four legged reptile with a long barbed tail and razor sharp teeth. You could easily imagine this person being a psychopath.

>>3510015

“Thirdly, Min, one of my own creations, is competing today!” Cancer said cheerfully. “Of course I can’t play favorites, but honestly I don’t really have to. This man is one of the key people on my… soul reclamation squads, but that’s all hush hush. Let’s just say he’s a very talented marksman and a very stealthy son of a bitch. If he has you in his sights your heads going to pop open like a balloon!”

An image of the Vet flashes onto the screen, so Min was his name? The man is shouldering a very heavy looking sniper rifle in one hand and an array of mana bullets in the other. You wonder how the hell he managed to smuggle something like that into the casino.

“Finally, we have Itachi, not really sure who he is exactly.” Greed said. “All I know is he’s one of them insect people from that bug world, Gendoli.”

“OH you mean Harvest’s little plane?” Cancer said. “Haven’t visited there in AGES! Those guys use some really weird forms of magic. The man managed to take down a trio of mages on his own inside an elevator so make sure you keep on your toes if you face him!”

A creature resembling a cross between a man and a beetle flashes onto the screen. He’s wearing weird silk clothing resembling a bathrobe but the main thing is a pair of swords strapped to his waist. You know that the plane of Gendoli is practically sealed off in comparison to Paradise and that its warriors are well renowned. You wonder what exactly would draw one of them to a place like this.

“And that my friends, is the end of our little broadcast, put on a good performance! This is going out live!” Cancer said.

With that, the feed cut out, and all hell broke loose in the central square.

Decisions:
1. *we need to get as far away from the central square as we can*
2. *get ready to pick stragglers off*
3. *stay put, don’t say anything*
4. (write in)

>>3510018
>1. *we need to get as far away from the central square as we can*

yup, this will become a bloodbath reall quick

get away from it, the weaker and cowards will probably do the same, we can just take their coins, try not to kill anyone for Nina's benefit, we can use our magic to make them give the coin to us and then we knock them out

>>3510018

1. *we need to get as far away from the central square as we can*
2. *get ready to pick stragglers off*

A mix of these

>>3510018
“Run!” You say, not wasting a moment.

The two of you rush down shop lined streets, all the while the sounds of people fighting and dying fill the corridor behind you. By the time you’ve ducked into a small clothing boutique the sounds have died down to a murmur. The fighting has stopped for the time being it seems.

“We need to pick some people off.” You say, gasping to catch your breath.

“I… just… let’s try not to hurt people, okay?” Nina pleads.

“Right, we’re just going to hit them with a few spells, take their coins, then knock them out. We only need two coins.”

“Four, two more for both of us.” Nina says.
‘
Several minutes pass before anyone comes down the hallway, but you can hear the occasional gunshot or sounds of swords clashing.

“Olly Olly Oxenfree!” A nasally voice calls out from the hallway. “Where did everyone run off to!”

The goblin from before, the one that had set up the bets down by the Battle Pit, flanked by a couple of paper golems. Frail but sharp creatures conjured up using a golemic core and a summoning spell. The things would likely be on the dumber side given the owner and the materials they’d been made out of. You don’t know how good of a mage their owner is but he’s the first one to appear down the hallway and seems completely unconcerned about being out in the open.

Decisions:
1. *try to take him out*
2. *try to tail him for a bit*
3. *try to stay hidden*
4. (write in)

>>3510063
>2. *try to tail him for a bit*

he's in the open, more will come for him and we can take them all while they fight each other

>>3510069
This

Tell Nina that if she has any stun or flash granades on those potions she better prepare to use them

>>3510069
+1

Rolled 18, 39 = 57 (2d52)

>>3510088
>>3510074
>>3510069
rolling

>>3510063
You watch as the goblin continues to take a nice evening stroll through the empty streets of the shopping center, completely oblivious to you presence.

“Nina, do you have anything like a stun or a flash grenade?” You whisper.

“I have something, hold on.” The woman says, digging through her pouches and pulling out a fancy piece of metal with a couple of runic symbols carved onto it.

“A flashbang rune?” You ask.

“Yes, it won’t affect the golems though. I believe I could make a Molotov with that bottle of wine you have and a lighter if you carry one. It should allow us to deal with the golems.”

“Right, that’s not a bad plan.”

“Ah there’s somebody!” The goblin says enthusiastically.

You tense up and reach for your weapon before you realize the goblin has turned his attention to a corpse laying upon a rapidly growing pile of blood. The goblin immediately kicks the corpse onto its back and begins to excitedly rifle through its pockets, all the while going on about what good fortune he must have.

Decisions:
1. *strike now*
2. *wait*
3. *fall back*
4. (write in)

>>3510102
2. *wait*

Rapidly growing, he just died, the killer is around

>>3510102
Wait a bit, if no one attacks we attack the goblin

>>3510130
+1

>>3510177
>>3510130
>>3510116
writing

>>3510102
You motion for Nina to wait while you do the same. The body is fresh, the killer must be nearby. But where? You watch as the goblin continues to investigate the body before standing up and viciously kicking the corpse, uttering a stream of curses having to do with the corpse’s lack of tokens.

You feel a chill run down your spine as you detect movement inside a nearby bookshop. Someone with a bow has lined up a shot on the goblin. A moment later an arrow flies through the opened doorway of the bookstore towards the goblins skull. The arrow is stopped by one of the golems and the goblin cracks a grin and casually turns around.

“There we feckin go!” He says, a wide smile and a maniac expression on his face. “Go get the guy with the bow, boys!” He says to the two paper golems.

The golems charge off after the bowman while the attacker retreats further into the bookstore, leaving you, Nina, and the goblin.

“Alright time to make a few more!” The goblin says, opening up his backpack and digging through it. He pulls a couple more golemic cores and a several stacks of paper out and tosses them onto the ground, shredding them a bit with a small knife while gathering up red mana in his hands.

You figure he’s just charging the cores, red mana is hardly suited towards making anything as stable as a golem. You also realize just how dangerous he could be. The goblin could very well be capable of bolt spells, things that could fry you or Nina to a crisp if they properly connect. You remember that you have both dispel and cancel spells available, either to block or disrupt the spell in transit.

Decisions:
1. *make a move, killing the goblin should dispel the golems.*
2. *flee*
3. *head towards the bookstore to try and steal the golems kill. You’re fairly sure the things won’t attack you as they haven’t been ordered to.*

>>3510225
>3. *head towards the bookstore to try and steal the golems kill. You’re fairly sure the things won’t attack you as they haven’t been ordered to.*

>>3510225

1. *make a move, killing the goblin should dispel the golems.*

This fucker need to go

Use any barriers or dispels we can to block his mavic

>>3510225

1. *make a move, killing the goblin should dispel the golems.*
If he makes more we are fucked

>>3510233
>>3510245
2 votes for attacking the gobbo

>>3510229
1 for being a kill stealer

will wait 5-10 minutes more for further votes and then continue

>>3510252
writing

>>3510225
“We need to make a move now.” You say.

Nina nods and the two of you creep your way towards the goblin, ducking into and out of shops while the little green guy builds up mana in his hands. There are two ways you can play this, lethally or nonlethally. The lethal option would be simpler and would likely dispel the golems, and the nonlethal would probably just render them harmless as they wouldn’t be able to get any new commands. Either way you needed to strike him fast and not give him any time to respond.

Decisions:
1. *lethal*
2. *nonlethal*

Secondary Decisions:
1. Korvin’s actions (write in)
2. Nina’s actions (write in)

>>3510291
2. *nonlethal*

That way the other golens that recieved their orders will still kill the bowman and we can take all their chips

Korvin will first dispel anything he throws at us and then will confuae the fuck out of him with magic

Nina uses her granade to open up and give us time to close in and fuck the gobling up

>>3510298
Support

But if things get ugly or if he manages to summon more golens quickly change to lethal

>>3510298
>>3510304
writing!

>>3510291
“We’re not going to kill him, we need to knock him out, get the flashbang rune ready and we’ll rush him.”


“Got it.” Nina responds, pulling out the rune from her pouches and removing a small pin from its underside. “It’s live, soon as I throw it it’ll start counting down.”


The grenade sails free, landing right in front of the goblin and going off with a loud whizzing noise. Before the ringing in your ears has even subsided you rush at the goblin, who has begun to curse and swipe in random directions with his hands.


“HELP ME GOD DAMN IT!” The goblin responds before you manage to tackle him to the ground.


You manage to cast a sleep spell point blank at the panicking goblin who goes limp before he’s able to do anything else. You nervously turn your head back towards the bookstore but find nothing coming to kill you. The golems must’ve been too far away to hear his order. Thank god.


You check his pockets and find the chip and a bunch of cash and tombstone which you decide to pocket. The guy must’ve kept all of the money from his little betting pool, you’re sure he’ll be appreciative that you spared his life in exchange for it.


You now have three chips between the two of you, you feel pretty good about things now. As an afterthought you drag the goblin back into the pizzeria. You don’t want the poor bugger to get his throat slit even if his treatment of corpses leaves much to be desired.


Now there just happens to be the matter of the archer…


You notice the golems haven’t returned yet, which is odd.


>WRITE IN

>>3510329
calling it a night, I'll resume tomorrow until I begin work in the evening

>>3510329
Go after them, carefully, if they managed to kill the archer they would probably be just lazing around his corpse

>>3510329
Let's try to find the archer, use the goblin as shield kek

>>3510329
This >>3510413

>>3510734
FUCK I MEANT BACKING >>3510341 IF GOB WAKES UP WE'RE FUCKED
GAG THE GOBLIN TOO BEFORE WE DITCH HIM
also we shouldve kept the flashbang for crowd control instead of wasting it on one greenskin shitter

>>3510329
See if we can find the archer, can we use our magic to detect his emotions?

>>3510762
I've been called into work for a double shift, I won't be home till 10-10:30 eastern, I will try to crank out updates then if I'm up for it. I'll post an update to this thread regardless

>>3510762
>>3510736
>>3510734
>>3510413
>>3510341
>>3510340
reviewing and then writing

>>3510329
You have Nina grab some clothing from a neighboring store so that you can properly bound and gag the goblin. The work was a rush job both due to time restraints and your own inexperience. You generally use the pair of anti-magic handcuffs that you carry around but you’d much rather save those for an actually dangerous opponent. Assuming you last long enough to find one, of course.

You leave the goblin prone on one of the booth seats so he is out of view from any passersby, then head out in search of the archer. You carefully make your way across the street, the sounds of combat still coming from all directions. You quickly find a trail of blood inside the bookstore which leads through a back exit into another ‘street’ where you find a pinned paper golem. The golem has been incapacitated by several arrows shot through it. The construct struggles weakly but it isn’t likely to go anywhere.

You continue to follow the trail of blood until you arrive upon a ghastly scene. The remains of the second paper golem are scattered around and the archer is hunched up around a shopfront, barely breathing. The second the man notices you he has an arrow at the ready but then falters, blood trickling down his mouth. He’s really fucked up.

“We need to help him!” Nina says, panic evident in her voice.

You’re not so sure you’re that nice of a guy.

Decisions:
1. *mercy kill him from a distance* (write in optional)
2. *try to defuse the situation*
3. *try to run up and dodge the arrow*
4. *back off*
5. *use magic* (will bring up more options)
6. (write in)

>>3512600
Its over for you budy, give us your coins and your bow so you don't shoot us and we won't kill you, maybe even give you a salve.

She has more than one rigjt?

>>3512600
5. *use magic* (will bring up more options)

To calm him down, can we heal?

>>3512600

5. *use magic* (will bring up more options)

>>3512624
but this is good too, maybe we can use it together with whatever spell we cast to make things safer

>>3512627
>>3512635
Spell List

1. Sleep: will cause any affected living target to sleep if they fail a save roll. Targets that have lost their concentration will automatically fail this roll. (Being near death counts as losing concentration in most cases)
2. Paralyze: Like sleep, but keeps the target conscious and able to talk. Can be a useful ability in certain situations, like torture.
3. Memory Scatter: removes up to the last five minutes from a person’s memory
4. Breach Mind: Allows the caster to enter an opponent’s mind and allows them to cast further spells to manipulate the target, considered to be the cornerstone for mental magic
5. (write in further ideas)

>>3512645
>2. Paralyze: Like sleep, but keeps the target conscious and able to talk. Can be a useful ability in certain situations, like torture.

and offer mercy, maybe even some bandages

get his coins

>>3512645

2. Paralyze: Like sleep, but keeps the target conscious and able to talk. Can be a useful ability in certain situations, like torture.

Tell nina that this guy did mercilessly murdered that first person and then tried to do the same to the gobling, either way just take his coins

Rolled 51 (1d52)

>>3512648
>>3512650
writing, paralyze point blank on a helpless target is an automatic success.... but uh, he already had the bow drawn...

>>3512600
You cast a paralyze spell and easily hit the defenseless archer. The arrow that had been readied skids across the ground, the man had barely been able to draw the thing back, let alone aim it.


“S-stop… stay back.” He pleads. “Please.”


“Look pal, just stop fighting us and we’ll keep you alive, alright? You’re already out of this tourney.” You say, closing the gap and beginning to rifle through the man’s pockets in search of the token.


Across the street on the second floor of a nearby store, a couple of red eyes watch you ominously. Before slowly and silently creeping away from the window, leaving you none the wiser.


“Look, Nina. This guy murdered that other guy near the bookstore’s entrance.”


“I took a quick look at the body, and uh, it didn’t look like arrow wounds.” Nina replied.


“Where the fuck is your token?” You say. “If you’ve hidden it somewhere you better spill the beans before I get my plyers out.”


“No… trap…” The man says, rapsy breathing sluring the words around.


“What?! Speak up!” You demand, shaking the man a bit as he groans in pain.


“So what’s with the choker?” Nina asks. “Odd thing for a man to wear.”


Your attention is brought to a thing band of metal looped around the Archer’s neck, thrumming with a small amount of red mana. There is a small red gem on it which pulses with red mana every few seconds.


“Is that a shock collar?” You ask. “Aw shit.”


A moment later the second story window bursts outwards as the massive form of a lizard crashes through it, landing with practiced ease onto the streets below. Atop its hulking form is a petite woman dressed up in a bloodied Tombstone employee outfit. The woman’s auburn hair flows as the beast skids to a stop. Easily keeping balance atop the undulating form of the Skull Raptor. The beast is a four legged lizard bigger than a bear and much meaner than one too.


You notice the woman’s hands are clawed gauntlets resembling the Skull Raptor’s and it slowly begins to dawn on you who this is and just how fucked you are.


========================(BOSS FIGHT)===========================


Ash Worlford The Mauler & Gumball, The Trusty Steed

Vs

Korvin the Mental Mage & Nina the Alchemist


Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vcf7DnHi54g
Actions:
1. Korivn
2. Nina


>DO OR DIE

>>3512689
>1. Korivn
what are our weapons?
first, confuse the shit out of the animal, so it stops it's charge, our magic is stronger on animals if I remember
then shoot the rider
2. Nina
get clear
as soon as we make the beast stop she should throw something really painful at the duo
acid, greek fire, the kitchen sink, whatever she has

>>3512705
You have a snub nosed mage pistol with three bullets in the chamber. (and anything else you can think that you'd be able to sneak into a casino)

So try to confuse the beast and then attack the rider when the beast is helpless, correct?

Nina is easy enough to do.

>>3512705
Works for me, shoot the bitch and get the mount out of the picture

>>3512716
Agreed

>>3512716
yup

Rolled 2, 21 = 23 (2d21)

>>3512719
>>3512718
>>3512705
>3512705
going to make a couple rolls and then write, but first a couple NPC rolls for battles currently taking place.

>>3512724
well, some poor npc got fucked

>>3512689
>combat utilizing d20

You try to aim for the rider but find the woman’s odd movements make it nigh impossible to get a read on her. You decide to go for it anyway and get a shot off that goes wide. The best jumps back for a moment before resuming its charge after a green mana pulse from its rider. The mana connecting will make trying to assume direct control impossible, you’ll have to try to disrupt the beast’s mind while fighting its owner.

>rolled 8

You begin to run down the hallway using fake cars, streetlights, benches, trashcans, and whatever else as cover. Fortunately the beast moves about as fast as you’d expect given its size. You manage to put some distance between you and the thing, but you’d rather get to a location its unable to follow you. It’s a real shame most of the buildings aren’t actually made out of stone.

>opponent rolled 6 + modifier

You attempt to cast a confusion spell at the creature, to disorient it and make it come to an immediate stop, to both give you more room and to fling its rider off. The spell lands and the beast slows down for a moment before several green pulses flow from the rider to the creature, and it immediately resumes its run.

>rolled 5

“I’VE TRAINED HIM SINCE HE WAS AN EGG, DON’T YOU DARE UNDERESTIMATE A PROFESSIONAL TAMER AND DON’T YOU EVEN THINK HE WOULD BETRAY ME!” Ash yells, beginning to laugh and prepare for a red mana spell given the mana flowing from her hands

>Red Mana Spell prepared

>>3512750
You continue to race down the hallway as Nina prepares her attack, the woman had taken a long time to ready herself but she pulls out a glowing green vial and begins to giggle. Whatever it is looks REALLY nasty.

“I… I’ve been saving this for a special occasion!” She says gleefully. “I… I just never thought-“

“FUCKING THROW IT ALREADY!” You scream at her

She chucks the thing behind her and amazingly it flies directly at the beast’s face. The woman hadn’t even turned around. She really was the luckiest person at that table, and probably in the entire fucking casino. You watch in amazement as the thing tumbles through the air in slow motion right for the beasts face. You hold your breath as the thing sails ever closer, like a train approaching a stalled car

>Rolled 20

You hear the crack of a whip as the tamer snatches the vial out of the air and hurls it into the side of a building. The explosion from the thing is deafening as the beast and rider are thrown hard into the far wall, the woman begins screaming and cracking her whip and gumball unsteadily rises from the ground, growling and whimpering. It wasn’t a direct hit but it sure as shit just had an effect. Three whole shopfronts and part of a forth have been consumed in a tornado of green fire.

> opponent rolled a 15, Ash sustained 1 wound, Gumball sustained 2 wounds

You see a small plaza coming into view, with a second floor of shops which are cut off from the lower floor via an internal stairway. If you can get inside the beast won’t be able to follow you, you just need to get there.

Choose Action:
1. Korvin
2. Nina


>The pleasure is to play, makes no difference what you say
>I don't share your greed, the only card I need is the Ace of Spades
>The Ace of Spades

>>3512758
>1. Korvin
shoot her while she is down, retreat to the shop and reload
2. Nina
throw something slipery at the shop's floor to slip her when she gets in

trying different tricks

>>3512771
Good for me, I'm kind of stuck

>>3512771
>>3512775
do you mean a shop in the newly reached plaza or the prior pizzeria you hid in?

>>3512779
that lower floor where the beast can't get inside

>>3512758
As you make it into the plaza you take the time to line up a shot on the newly mounted rider, the woman is putting all of her concentration into casting the red mana spell and its scared the utter shit out of you. You can’t let her get that thing off. So you line up and take a shot.

>rolled 14

The Tamer seems to respond before you’ve fired the bullet, however, not quite soon enough. The woman doesn’t even bother to put up a proper mana shield, instead she free styles. Grabbing hold of the reins and leaning hard to the right. The bullet just barely grazes her shoulder but it does cause her to lose concentration, causing the spell to be a dud.

>Opponent rolled 11 + 2 from adrenaline surge spell

You manage to make it to the plaza and find a storefront to hunker down in. The shops windows are barred on the outside and metal safety shutters have been pulled down on the inside, giving you ample protection. The outside is covered with rusty iron spikes in addition and its apparently a store full of weapons, fairly accurate replica melee weapons. All sorts of swords, axes, and armor pieces line every square inch of the place.

>Rolled a 16

“We can slay the dragon!” Nina says, half panicking. “Get a sword or something!”

“It’s a giant lizard not a dragon!” You reply, trying to find something of use.

As an afterthought Nina pours a vial of some blue substance all over the entrance, although the skull raptor could only get its head through if it tried. You take the time to reload, down to eight bullets now.

>Instant success

“So what the hell is that, essence of frog, goat spit?” You ask, expecting to hear the name of some arcane ingredient or some mystical whatsit.

“Dish soap.” Nina responds deadpan.

A moment later the entire shop shakes as ash’s voice calls out

“Stop hiding and turn over your tokens! I’ll even let you live!”

Decisions: (obviously tell her to eat shit)
1. Hunker down and get ready for the woman to come inside
2. Try to find an escape route using the time you’ve bought
3. Peak outside and try to line a shot up.
4. (write in)

>>3512809
>2. Try to find an escape route using the time you’ve bought

it's good to have an escape route

>>3512809
>2. Try to find an escape route using the time you’ve bought

yeah right she'll let us live

prepare to attack her when she gets in and find a place to fall back to

>>3512823
>>3512828
writing

>>3512809
You force yourself to stay calm, if not for your sake then for Nina, the woman is clinging to your heels like a drowning man to a piece of driftwood. It’s a miracle she hasn’t completely panicked yet and you don’t want to tempt fate. So you check the back behind the counter and find that it connects to the store next door, some kind of restaurant based on what you saw coming in. You rush back towards the front and hide behind a set of shelving, gun cocked and loaded, ready for that bitch to walk inside.

“Not coming out?!” Ash calls out. “Fine by me!”

“Here she comes.” You whisper to Nina. The woman grabs a dangerous looking sword off a shelf and prepares to bring it down in an overhand swing. Her form is atrocious but if it connects it could sever a limb.

You get ready to enact your plan but a couple of details screw everything up.

1. Ash wasn’t dumb enough to leave her mount and go into enemy territory
2. She was cautious as hell after losing half her whip and nearly losing Gumball
3. She knew flame magic
4. The GM is not a nice person

You lose your balance and fall backwards as a massive fireball explodes against the shopfront, spreading fire inside the shop and knocking Nina into a nearby sword rack, you escape unscathed but Nina now has a nasty gash along her back. It’s not lethal but it looks incredibly painful. The woman manages to shrug it off for the time being.

>Nina sustains 1 wound

Decisions:
1. *rush outside dispel shield up and gun blazing*
2. *retreat into the next door restaurant*
3. (write in)

>>3512852
>2. *retreat into the next door restaurant*

keep by the door, she'll come inside even if to get her oins, and then we shoot her

>>3512852
2. *retreat into the next door restaurant*
Use our mind magic to ease nina's pain while she tries to heal it

>>3512858
>>3512864
writing

>>3512852
You grab Nina and wrap her arm over your shoulder. The two of you move as quickly as you are able into the restaurant’s storage room. Unfortunately, there doesn’t seem to be a direct connection to any of the worker’s tunnels. You curse your bad luck and continue into the kitchen. You find a couple of propane tanks sprawled out along the floor, a bunch of kitchen equipment, and a poster explaining that the gas connection is broken and is scheduled for maintenance the next day.

You lay Nina down and cast a couple of spells to dull the pain she’s experiencing. The woman perks up and begins to hyperventilate.

“I… I almost… oh god…”

“Nina, focus, I’m here, okay?” You reply.

“Korvin… there’s a big monster outside… it’s going to eat us Korvin!”

>Nina is panicked

You don’t have time for this shit.

Decisions:
1. *Tell Nina to stop being such a massive baby and heal herself*
2. *slap some sense into Nina*
3. *ugh… try some emotional shit* (write in)


Second Decision: (Korvin’s action)
4. *Lady Luck’s seen fit to give you a couple of makeshift bombs, put them to use*
5. *head outside and try to draw the beastie away from Nina*
6. *try to sneak away with Nina, hope the beastie and the rider don’t notice you…*
7. (Write in)

>Playing for the high one, dancing with the devil
>Going with the flow, it's all a game to me

>>3512883
1. *Tell Nina to stop being such a massive baby and heal herself*
maybe a good shake or two

4. *Lady Luck’s seen fit to give you a couple of makeshift bombs, put them to use*

heading to bed for the night!

>>3512886
This also point at the propane tanks. She can connect the dots, and should be enough to get her spirits and hope back

>>3512883
->write-in
Hold her head with both hands look her square in the eye tell her it's ok and kiss her

She'll probably take a second or two to realize whats happening and fight us off and call us a pig, but at least the anger will get her off the panic

"Sorry( we are not) but you were panicking, it was either that or a slap in thebface."

Needed to do that before dying gruesomely lol

>>3513110
>>3513043
>>3512886
writing!

>>3512883
You shake Nina a bit and try to get her to stop being stupid. When that fails you decide to do something stupid yourself. You place your hands on her shoulders, stare her in the eyes, and tell her it’s all going to be okay, and then you plant a quick peck on the lips. The woman’s face becomes as red as a tomato and she summarily plants a nasty slap on your face. You are sent sprawling onto your back as the woman stands up and begins to rifle through her pouches for something particularly nasty.


“Glad to see you’re back Nina.” You say. “I didn’t want to slap such a beautiful face so I decided that was the next best option.”


Nina begins to criticize you for both being an indecent savage and a massive asshole before the storefront next door shakes and you hear Ash demand that you step outside before you burn to death. The woman is completely unaware that the two storefronts had a connecting hallway, it seems.

You gather up a couple of propane tanks and check your pistol once more. Six rounds in the chamber, and two more in reserve, better make them count. The woman seems to be very hard to hit while she’s on top of the death raptor. Especially with that green mana magic she’s been using to boost her reflexes. You realize uneasily that you’ll need to throw her off of the beast or get a point blank shot to actually put a round in her.

“So what’s the plan then, asshole?” Nina asks.

“Well I think we can use the propane as an explosive if we tie them together and wheel that pallet out.” You say as the building shakes again. You poke your head out and see that Ash has gotten her mount to tear off parts of the metal bars that cover the weapon stores windows. There is smoke pouring out of the shop now and it seems the sprinkler system hasn’t quite activated yet.

Ducking back inside you find Nina rushing to tie the propane tanks together with a set of zipties she managed to scrounge up. The homemade bomb rests on the pallet. Ready to go off the second you land a round into the thing. You’ve seen enough movies to know you don’t want to be anywhere near it once it goes off.

You poke your head out of the kitchen one more time to find Ash and her mount are still pacing around the weapon shopfront, although from what you can tell Ash is beginning to become impatient.


Decisions:
1. Korvin’s action
2. Nina’s action

>Seven or eleven, snake eyes watching you
>Double up or quit, double stake or split, the Ace of Spades
>The Ace of Spades

Rolled 23, 12, 47 = 82 (3d52)

>>3513376
gonna go roll a few more NPC fights

>>3513376

Deploy the bomb plan

>>3513421
nina keeps back just to be safe

>>3513376
Use the bomb, if she dodges the explosion tell Nina to throw sometbing were whe would land so she can't dodge that

>>3513453
>potential attacks: Nina

1. Kitchen Sink: Nina throws several potions with random effects into an area roughly ten feet in diameter. Effects may vary widely.

2. Explosive Bottle: Nina only has 2 remaining and neither is nearly as powerful as the one from earlier in the fight, make sure these hit as you won't be getting more

3. Acid bottle: bottle of strong acid, very effective on nonliving substances. Creatures containing souls will be less effective but will still take damage

4. Lightning bottle: A bottle full of 'weak' lightning. If it connects it will deal 1 wound, and the opponent will need to do a saving roll to avoid taking a second wound.

5. (write in ideas)

>>3513469
5
Numbing cloud

Makes the target sluggish and slow, slurred speech and sleepiness follows

>>3513509

>Library mainframe active
>Pursing suggested ability
>Ability Accepted
>Further Details Requested, Drafted by Lorekeeper on Duty, and Accepted

5. Numbing Cloud: Creates a AOE fifteen feet in diameter that lasts for one turn. Enemies directly hit by the blast will gain 'disoriented' status. Living entities walking into the AOE zone will have to make saving throws to avoid the status effect

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Now I'm not really a drawfag but I do dabble in doodles. I decided to make this as an apology for not posting much yesterday. Here is the God Greed in all his Glory.

>>3513469
Numbing Cloud that crazy bitch before we Die Hard her out of this life

>>3513528
Nice, so, we go with explosion and disorientation so we can try to finish her after it?

>>3513569
>>3513566
alright boys, enacting the plan.

>>3513376
You carefully wheel the bomb palate outside, all the while knowing that you could easily end up as hamburger if the thing goes off while you’re still in range. Nina murmurs a good luck prayer. One of Sir Chalk’s if you’re not mistaken. If you enemies notice the plan then you’ll be royally screwed. Fortunately, Ash and her steed are preoccupied with the rapidly burning weapon store. A moment later and the fire alarm begins to blare, masking your footsteps and causing the beast to cover its ears with its front paws. The creature is startled by the loud high pitched noise and begins to shake in fear. You watch as Ash leans down and begins to console the creature, whispering something into its earholes.

> opponent perception rolls 7 for Ash, 4 for Gumball

Nina has already begun to throw a bottle labeled ‘numbing cloud’ but the alarm going off catches her completely off guard, causing her to drop the concoction to the ground. It rolls away and shatters halfway across the plaza, releasing a massive cloud of yellow-green smoke. Fortunately Ash remains oblivious to the very hazardous smoke and the very embarrassed pouch girl.

> Nina rolls 3 & 4

So you decide that this is all really up to you, because of course it is, you have to do everything today. Nina continues to help you push the cart to her credit, A for effort. Once you’re close enough you line up the shot and give the cart a good shove. The thing sails perfectly towards the creature, the bumps of the fake cobblestone floor giving it no resistance, until it stops right under the Skull Raptors’ belly. You couldn’t have paid for an easier kill.

>rolled 20

At the last moment the creature seems to notice something has gotten below it. It ignores Ash and goes to inspect it, prodding it a couple of times with its claws. Ash begins to let out a scream as she realizes what it is. You take the shot, a loud popping bang immediately followed by a VERY big BANG.

>rolled 12

At the last moment the beast bucks its rider off, and tries to dive on top of the explosives, shielding the woman with its body. Ash is thrown like a toy doll, sailing through nearby storefront window as the blast shatters and rattles every piece of glass in the plaza. You clutch your ears as a dull ringing sound replaces the blast. You managed to avoid getting into the blast zone but Nina seems shell-shocked. You quickly walk it off, this isn’t your first time blowing something up. You slowly lower your arm to find…

>>3513708
> Gumball rolls 12 to save his rider, success
>Gumball sustains 4 wounds, Gumball dies in a fountain of gore
> Ash rolls 17 + 2 (adrenaline surge) for the landing, sustains no wounds from impact.
> Ash is temporarily deafened from the blast
> Nina is temporarily deafened from the blast

Your jaw drops as you see a mountain of gore where a Skull Raptor used to be, the corpse is all but unrecognizable. On the other side of the plaza, Ash kicks open a door and groans, striding out. She glances over at you and then frantically searches for her stead. You watch the woman begin to break down as she realizes what has happened. She rushes over to the corpse and kneels beside it.

“NONONONONONONO, NO GUMBALL NONONONO!” She screams, as her words and pleas dissolve into a desperate bout of sobbing.

“No… no…” She says, lying in the remains of the creature’s ribcage, desperately trying to piece her mount back together. “It … it wasn’t supposed to be like this… Gumball, no…”

“Fucks sake.” You mutter.

>Nina is grossed out
>You resist grossed out effect

Nina promptly vomits into a nearby water fountain as the smell of burnt lizard drifts over towards you. You feel your hearing returning to normal. Nina seems to be having a moment, and your opponent seems to be having a mental breakdown.

Decisions:
1. *line up a shot on the rider and take her out*
2. *this battles done, demand she surrender*
3. *try to console the hysterical woman*
4. (write in)

>>3513711
take advantage of her state and use paralyze

1. *line up a shot on the rider and take her out*

she'll never forgive us

>>3513711

1. *line up a shot on the rider and take her out*

Better take her out before she goes in a berserker rage

>>3513739
Why not paralyze then throw into the numbing mist?

>>3513775
sure but you realize that while she is alive she will want to kill us dead for killing basically her child right?

>>3513783
>>3513775
>>3513771
>>3513739
will update after I've had dinner

>>3513711
You decide that enough is enough. You need to end this, and end this now. You’ve seen what happens when people lose loved ones and it’s never pretty. The woman is either going to snap completely, try to take her own life, or try to bring both of you down with her. With that in mind, what you do next makes perfect sense. You walk close enough where you are guaranteed a hit, and cast paralyze from your palm. After that you cast silence on her to restrict her magic usage, rendering her helpless.

> Point blank paralyze + silence on traumatized opponent = instant success

Ash goes limp and slides down along a hill of viscera as the spell takes immediate effect. The silencing spells’ effect comes next, putting a stop to the red and green mana gushing from her palms. The woman goes quiet as what has just happened dawns upon her.

“Just… just make it quick… please.” She says. “I… I didn’t torture anyone… I….I just ….just make it quick… please… gumball… I’ll be with you soon…”

“I don’t intend to kill you.” You reply, trying to ease a woman who’d obviously snapped.

“What are you on about, it was just an animal.” Nina chimes in. Wiping the vomit from her mouth and retching again when she turns to face the corpse. The woman manages to hold the tide of stomach juices in for the moment. You watch as she falls to a sitting position, facing away from Gumball’s corpse.

You pull Ash out of the carcass and look her over. From what you can tell she isn’t too injured, the explosion from the earlier chase left some fairly nasty burns but otherwise she got out unscathed.

“HE WAS LIKE A BROTHER TO ME!” She screams, “He was all I had you bitch!”

“Then why did you compete in a death game with him you psychopath.” Nina replies.

“Leave me alone.” Ash says, struggling to move but finding her body unresponsive.

Decisions:
1. *dive into her mind to figure out her motives, and what happened*
2. *just put her to sleep, no point trying to understand this madwoman*
3. *Put a bullet into her skull, no sense having an enemy in the future who hates your guts*
4. *continue to talk to her* (write in)
5. (write in)

>>3514271
>2. *just put her to sleep, no point trying to understand this madwoman*
Then take her to a more secure location.

>>3514271

1. *dive into her mind to figure out her motives, and what happened*

>>3514271
DElve into her mind and then put her to sleep and drag her to sonewhere hidden

>>3514309
wait, let's delve first, depending on what we see she could be useful

>>3514320
>>3514309
>>3514306
>>3514285
writing

>>3514271
“Nina, can you guard me while I take a look in this woman’s mind?” You ask.

“Yeah, sure… let’s just uh, let’s find a place that’s secure.”

“Obviously.”

The two of you drag Ash’s limp body back into the restaurant from before. The fire next door having been completely extinguished by the sprinkler system, allowing you to rest a bit easier. You check her person for the chips but come up empty. You consider going back to the place she ambushed you from but you know a far quicker and easier method.

“What are you doing to me?” Ash screams, desperately trying to fight her way out of invisible bonds. The woman is paralyzed from the neck down so it’s mainly just a bunch of neck wiggling at this point.

“Take your lumps.” You say. Before gathering up the required mana and beginning to cast a spell to enter into her mind. You prepare several protective spells on yourself first, not completely confident in your abilities to get out unscathed. Then, without any more thought, you dive right in.

You find yourself in a massive ghetto, located in the city of Pearls where the Tombstone is located. A frail child clutches an egg as she runs from a couple of very angry thugs. The men chase her for a time as you feel yourself getting dragged along for the ride. Eventually the girl manages to lose them, hiding fearfully in a dumpster among rotting food and rotten dreams. She waits for several minutes before exiting, hurrying along to a small hovel underneath an underpass. A train rolls by as the girl begins to upack her prize. A Skull raptor egg. A luxury item.

The woman stares at it with eyes full of hunger. You notice the girl is emaciated and likely hasn’t had a meal in some time. The girl presses her hands against the egg for a time, then presses her ear against it.

“So you’re alive in there huh?” She asks. “I’m sorry… but I want to live too…” She says, rummaging through her things and bringing out a small hammer. “I… I’m sorry.” She says to nobody but herself. She goes to bring the hammer down but stops at the last moment, breaking into sobs.

“I … I can’t… god damn it!”

The girl goes to bed hungry that night. You watch the train station as weeks pass by, the woman caring for the egg like her own child. Eventually, one night, it hatches, a baby Skull Raptor emerging and crying for its mother, the girl. You recognize a much younger ash, holding it close and feeding it from a carton of stolen milk.

Decisions:
1. *try to grab the girls attention*
2. *keep watching*
3. *forcefully tear out the memory of where she hid her

>>3514348
2. *keep watching*

>>3514348
2. *keep watching*

Damn Qm, way to make me feel sorry for the psycho girl, now I want to see why she decided to risk it all here

>>3514377
>>3514363
writing

I really want to keep reading this quest because the premise is interesting but the autistic rapey waifuing is incredibly off-putting

>>3514348
You watch as time slowly moves forward, bits and pieces of her mind slowly revealing themselves. You can feel her fighting you, but she doesn’t nearly have the experience with mental magic, or the will to really fight you off. You do this for a living after all, breaking and entering into people’s minds to gather information on bounties. Though generally not minds as fractured as hers are at this moment in time. You have to continue the memory as far as possible to get the right information, you figure. It’s all touch and go.

The girl is much older now, although this isn’t quite the present day now, based on the posters on the wall and the dates on the newspapers. She’s become feared in the part of the slums she takes residence in, and offers protection for a fee. You know from her memories that she’s taken to calling the beast Gumball, and that food costs are beginning to become a problem due to its growing size. You watch as she tries everything from guard duty to being a delivery girl all the way to putting on street performances for a pittance. Eventually, a talent scout takes notice of her, leading her to the tombstone. The girl is overjoyed, Gumball finally having the food and shelter she knew he deserved. The creature, normally a fierce predator, acts like a small puppy whenever she’s around. She begins to really attempt to control her mana now, learning a few pyromancy and strength boosting spells to give her performances an edge, and allow her to slowly become a casino mainstay. That is, until one day…

You watch as if a member of the audience, as the woman preforms a trick with her trusty steed, one she’s performed many times before. She summons hoops of flame that hover in the air, that she and her mount effortlessly jump through. Midway through the act, Gumball screeches in pain and slumps over, causing Ash to impact one of her rings, burning her torso badly. She immediately leaps up and doesn’t even care that her mount’s actions have injured her. She rushes to Gumballs side to see the beast vomit a torrent of blood.

“NO!” She screams as the scene pauses, the crowd motionless as the panicking woman in the arena becomes desperate. As she begins to lose hope Gumball slowly wraps his tail around her, comforting her even amidst its own pain. The protective barrier around the arena becomes opaque as the scene fades out.

“Out of my mind… please… I don’t…” You hear Ash, the real Ash call. You need to know, you press onwards.

You watch as a veterinarian is called in, a few tests are run, and the diagnosis doesn’t look good. Gumball has stomach cancer and is given a year to live at most. You watch as a frantic girl pleads with

>>3514433
the Casino manager and anyone who will listen, but none of them care, citing ‘cost concerns’ and saying it’d be cheaper for her to train a few new creatures.

“They’re just beasts after all, easily replaceable products. If a light rune stops working, you toss it out! If a trolley gets totaled, you get a new one! Stop whining, you’re skills make you very in demand!”

You can feel the incandescent rage and hopelessness build on each other. Gumball is regulated to a bit roll, and the woman sacrifices a promising career to stay with him, staying long nights to console the ailing creature, unable to end its suffering on her own, and too proud to admit her own defeat.

Bringing you to the present day.

You watch as a group of security guards rushes past Gumball’s cell, the woman watches as they’re butchered in the arena. Panic swelling over the memory. You watch as Greed and Cancer and their golden mount make their way through the underground stables. Cancer getting off and taking a good look at the woman and Gumball. All the while Greed chiding him for wasting time on a nobody.

You watch as Ash pulls a switchblade on Cancer placing herself between herself and the madman. You watch as Cancer begins to laugh as if something was hilarious and then grabs a hold of the woman’s arm in a vicegrip, plunging the switchblade into himself over and over, never breaking eye contact with her.

“I don’t die dear. I don’t know what it’s like, but I do know there isn’t anything after that. I’ve never seen a human willing to die for a beast before… but you’re something special, something new, and something funny. So I’ll say this, compete in this little game I’m about to start, win, and I can promise you your beastie will long outlive you.”

Decisions:
1. *confront ash*
2. *leave, you’ve seen enough*
3. *have a nice little chat with the woman in her own mind, you understand her now*
4. (write in)

>>3514441
2. *leave, you’ve seen enough*

>>3514441

3. *have a nice little chat with the woman in her own mind, you understand her now*
Well, that was shotty for her, we still need the coins, there is not much we can do for her and her beast, at least they tried and went down figjting instead of wimpering in a cell

>>3514415
Okay?

>>3514462
+1

>>3514479
>>3514462
writing

>>3514441
You decide that you’re ready to have a nice little chat with your gracious host. You understand why she did what she did, but the deaths she’s caused are entirely unacceptable. You wonder if this stroll through memory lane has given her any clarity. You push the memories away from yourself and you find yourself in a small room, a police department interrogation room. You’ve been in these before, all sorts of people trying to get you to say all sorts of things, but things are a bit flipped around, for once you’re asking the questions.

Ash sits across from you, both hands handcuffed to the back of her metal chair, which is bolted to the ground for good measure. The woman seems incredibly tired, and much older than her years would suggest.

“Why didn’t you just kill me?!” She asks.

“I’ve never killed anyone before, I’m not starting with you.” You reply. “Why did you kill all those guests on the first floor.”

“I… they were competition, you know that!” She says, not fighting her bindings any longer, but glaring at you all the same. “If I didn’t deal with them then, they might’ve come back to stop me later!”

“So you murdered them?” You ask. “Murdered a bunch of random strangers?”

“Yes…” Ash says. “Why are you …”

“Because learning about random strangers is a bit of a hobby of mine. Everyone has a story to tell.” You say.

>write in

>>3514532
You wwere angry weren't you? nobody would help, there's probably a dozen people out there at the floor that ould cure your friend with a snap of a finger, but you decided to enter in this game for it, and kill for it.

I get what you did, don't agree with it

will you tell me where the coins are?

>>3514532
I'm sorry you lost your friend, but you had me in a corner, you were planning to kill us both weren't you?
What do you want now, I need your coins, but I'd prefer not to rip the information from your mind, so, give me what I want and I cam help you with something.

>>3514541
>>3514559
calling it a night here, will write more tomorrow day

I don't get why we're questioning her on all this random shit, I thought we were just going to check where she hid the bloody coins

>>3515112
It didn't show up on the memories, that's why the questioningI think

>>3515112
>>3515119
>>3514559
>>3514541
will begin writing shortly

>>3514532
“You were angry weren’t you? Nobody would help you. There’s probably a dozen people out there on the floor who could’ve cured your friend with the snap of a finger, but you decided to enter in this game for it, and kill for it.”

“You an offplanar? I can’t imagine anyone from Paradise being that damn naïve! Do you think anyone does anything for free in this world? Nobody does anything out of the ‘kindness of their heart’ or whatever bullshit you talked about. All that matters is cold hard cash, favors, or fear. I barely make enough to get by with my salary, nobody owes me shit, and I wasn’t fucking stupid enough to force a doctor into operating on him!”

Ash continues to glower at you before looking at her lap. Her breathing and heartrate slowing down and something akin to calm settling in its place.

“You just want the fucking coins.” Ash said. “At least be honest with me you fucking asshole. You dig through my memories, force me to watch as you take a nice stroll through my entire fucking life. Now you want to… want to…”

“I want you to think about what you’ve done.” You say. “I’m sorry about Gumball.”

“I’m sorry too. I should’ve… I should’ve used what little time I had left to make his life as good as possible, or just put him out of his misery. I was weak, I couldn’t do it. I see that now. I… that man, with the skull. He saw the desperation in me, and offered me a hand, and I grabbed it and now a lot of people are hurt or dead…”

“Yeah. You can’t undo that either.” You say, sadly. “You were trying to kill us too, fairs fair.”

“Correct, honestly I’m lucky to escape with my life, I just… when you wake me up. if its okay, could you kill the spell after you leave the floor? I want to be able to mourn. I don’t want to be stuck staring at his corpse for the next few hours… I’m going to make a funeral pyre, and send him off properly. It’s what we did back home to make sure corpse scavengers wouldn’t get to the bodies.”

>>3515280
If she tells us where the coibs are we can break the spell after we get them

>>3515280

“I can do that, once we hit the next floor.” You say. “Can you tell us where the coins are? “

The woman places her head into her hands and slowly scrunches them up. She screams fury and anger for a couple of seconds before dropping them calmly. You figure it’s a way for her to remain calm and lucid. You check her emotions and surface level thoughts to be sure, and find a cold acceptance growing, and a massive surge of guilt.

“I have a condition.” The woman says. “I owe you more than I can ever repay, you let me live.” Ash continues. “I have no place here anymore. When this is all over, will you let me work for you? At least until I can get back on my feet and find a way to make an honest living, I guess.”

“Nobody’s going to come after you for the deaths?” You ask.

“Maybe, but those will be my problems. None of the security forces are going to give a shit, this is officially a Greed sponsored event. Nobody’s going to mess with the golden giant. All those deaths are for other’s enjoyment and all those souls are going into the Mammon vault.”

“You’re right.” You say. “Life’s fairly cheap innit.”

“Look, all I want is a chance to pay off this debt… you given me a bit of closure and a massive debt of guilt to work off. But I don’t want to owe you for this.”

Decision:
1. *Let the woman work for you once you’ve gotten the wish coin, show good faith by not having a contract*
2. *you want nothing to do with this woman ever again*
3. *make a verbal contract between the two of you. Even in another person’s mind Barter’s power can easily manifest.*
4. (write in)

>>3515345
>1. *Let the woman work for you once you’ve gotten the wish coin, show good faith by not having a contract*

we can be dead in a couple hours, and if we get the wish coin? who knows what happens

>>3515345

1. *Let the woman work for you once you’ve gotten the wish coin, show good faith by not having a contract*

Sure, why not

>>3515345
>1. *Let the woman work for you once you’ve gotten the wish coin, show good faith by not having a contract*

A no harm contract only maybe

>>3515359
>>3515377
>>3515381
Writing

>>3515345
“I’ll let you work for me, that’s not a problem.” You say with a kind tone in your voice.

“So you already have a contract in mind?” Ash asks, the woman is slightly curious although her guilt and sorrow still take up the majority of her emotional capacity.

“I don’t think I’ll need one.” You say.

“What?!” Ash says, a spike of surprise running through her mind. “Buh…. What?”

“I might be dead in a few hours anyways, so there isn’t much of a point.”

“But… you murdered my pet right? Aren’t you afraid I might take revenge?”

“I can read into your thoughts you know, I know you won’t.” You reply.

“But I might change my mind!” Ash says. The woman is very confused, but you feel something else growing inside, hope.

“What about your friend?”

“Only bound to her until I die or the end of this event, she won’t be a problem.”

“Thank you.” Ash says. “I… I don’t think I can ever repay this.”

“Nonsense, your strong, you have a good deal of talents, and if you can train beasts half as well as Gumball, then I could easily see you working under me.”

>>3515411

“Thank you… the coins are, they’re inside a store called Prize Pavilion. It’s an arcade for kids, I hid them inside a floor safe behind the counter. I overheard the code once, its five seven three four.”

“Right, thank you. I’m going to leave Nina with you and check. If you’re telling the truth I’ll cancel the paralyze spell after we get into the water park.

Ash flashes a sad smile as the mindscape slowly fades away into nothing. You feel yourself being pulled back into your own mind and you wake up to see Nina pacing around nervously.

“Anything new?” You ask.

“A couple of people passed by, nobody saw us though.”

“Seven tokens.” Ash says suddendly. “I managed to get that many before setting the ambush up. Take them all, and win this fucking thing, okay? I want the person who beat me to be the one who won this fucking thing.”

“What did you do to her?” Nina asks. Walking over to you and helping you up off the floor.

“We had a talk and came to an understanding.” You reply. “She doesn’t have a reason to participate anymore now that the skull raptor… gumball is gone.”

“I… I’m sorry for hurting you.” Ash says after noticing the scar on Nina’s back. You realize that the woman has treated herself and is in much better shape. Resourceful woman.

You head out, using a map inside the plaza to find Prize Pavilion. A colorful shop full of games and prizes, meant for children. You wonder if Ash frequented this place, you do recall that she enjoyed her job here because she was able to see things that she couldn’t have otherwise. No way she’d be able to go to an arcade in the Roach District.

>>3515412

You find the floor safe easily enough, entering the code and springing it open. You find seven tokens and snatch all of them up greedily. Now you just have to get back to Nina and up to the next floor.

You make your way back, even more nervous now. Everything is quiet, the sounds of battle Having died away to be replaced with a terrifying silence. Every screen you can see has a timer slowly counting down, you have about thirty minutes remaining before the round ends and you wash out of the contest. You need to get upstairs. You wander back into the plaza and find that Nina is still where you left her. Ash is asleep on a pile of cushions that Nina had grabbed from a nearby furniture store.

“Did you get them?” Nina asks. “Are we still in this?’

“Yeah, yeah I got them.” You reply. “Let’s try to make it to the next floor before celebrating.”

“Let’s win this thing!” Nina says.

Decisions:
1. *Rest up and then head out, you’ll be cutting it close but you doubt any real competitors will remain.*
2. *head out now and try to cut back through the central plaza, you figure nobody’s left alive there*
3. *head for the farthest exit from the central plaza, it’s a long walk but you don’t think anyone will be guarding it.*
4. *head for the nearest exit, it’ll be a three minute walk if that, but you know some people have already headed in that direction*

>>3515413
>3. *head for the farthest exit from the central plaza, it’s a long walk but you don’t think anyone will be guarding it.*

>>3515413
Rest for 10 minutes and then check the nearest exit

>>3515413
3. *head for the farthest exit from the central plaza, it’s a long walk but you don’t think anyone will be guarding it.*

it's better to go up as late as possible, the people up there are probably already fighting among themselves to cut short the competition

>>3515434
>>3515416
>>3515418
writing

>>3515413
You rest for a few minutes before heading out with Nina. The farthest exit from the central plaza, based on the billboard map in front of you, is about a twelve minute walk from your current location. You check the bottle of wine you’ve tucked into your shirt and find that it’s somehow still in one piece. Just like you, completely undamaged, a sign of good luck if nothing else.

The walk is a tense and slow going affair. You move from cover to cover, shopfront to shopfront, keeping an eye on any second story windows or small side alleys. Always at the ready for an ambush that never comes. You find a few bodies lying around, either in streets or inside shops. A couple of people are still breathing. Nina spares a few minutes for them, despite your complaints about limited time, tending to each in turn to help them survive. You grumble as you write little notes for each of them to kill the time while waiting for your companion to finish. As you get to your goal, you end up in a large square with a massive fountain in the center. A food court of sorts, with all sorts of lower end restaurants and booths, but the last thing on your mind is food because the place is a charnel house.

You see bodies all over, blood trickling into every available drain, and the groans of the dying fill your ears. Nina dry heaves for a couple of minutes as she stares at the destruction. You feel sick to your stomach. You see around twenty bodies in various states of destruction. Oddly enough, the fountain is completely untouched, its water untainted with blood, and its marble façade completely unscathed. The eye of this red hurricane set before you. You walk over to it nervously before washing your face. Cleaning the bits of blood and gore that Gumball’s death had left on you.

As you turn around you get a much better idea of what caused this. There are massive gouges in the walls, like someone had taken a blade and cut through them like a pair of scissors through paper. You see bodies in front of a few of them, clean decapitations. You wonder who could’ve done this, and what sort of magic could’ve been responsible.

>>3515538
“Holy fuck.” Nina finally says, “What the fuck.” The woman begins to talk again before dry heaving once more.

You feel pretty sick yourself.

“We should leave, the stairs are just ahead.” You say, pointing over to a fancy archway with a stairwell symbol on it.

A dark mana barrier blocks the entryway, and inside the stairwell you can see a security barrier has been erected, completely blocking off the way back downstairs. You can only go up from here.

You turn back to the carnage one last time, all sorts of people, goblins, humans, a couple of metal men from Dimora, even what looks to be a golem made of black granite. All inert and lifeless.

The stairway up is long but safe. There are a few bloody footprints in a shape you do not recognize leading up the steps, slowly shrinking until stopping suddendly. Someone walked out of that butcher shop. You pray to Sir Chalk, Lady Lock, hell even Greed, hoping that you don’t have to face whoever it is.

Once you arrive on the next floor, you’re treated to the sight of a massive indoor waterpark, full of slides, attractions, and a lot of very dangerous people. In front of you is a set of turnstiles and ticket booths. There is a large runeovision hanging from the entrance gate, displaying a timer with about five minutes left on the clock. Nothing left to do but wait you figure. It takes you a moment but you also notice a second number below the timer, twenty four. You figure that’s the amount of participants that made it to this floor.

At least you won’t have to wait in any long lines.

Decisions:
1. *discuss a battle plan with Nina*
2. *talk with Nina* (Write in)
3. *check your supplies* (you may write in ideas for things Korvin possesses presently)
4. *grab something from a nearby food cart for yourself, you don’t feel hungry at all but you want to kill your remaining time.*

>Lorekeeper terminal active, side branch possibility accounted for
>Opening up side story module: Location, Tombstone Studios
>Current occupants, Cancer, Greed, Five civilians
>Opening Secondary Decision Menu

Secondary Decision: Access Cancer and Greed’s discussion?
1. Yes
2. No

>>3515541
heading to work, won't be back till 10-10:30 pm eastern time

>>3515541
2. *talk with Nina* (Write in)

Ask how she is, tell her this is probably a good chance to eat something and then discuss battle plan, we keep the cautious approach but in the end we will have to see what's up with the next challenge


Yes, access their discussion, they may give a hint or something useful

>>3515541
This >>3515560

>>3515541
>3. *check your supplies* (you may write in ideas for things Korvin possesses presently)

A set of seashell we bought some time ago, we only have __ left, when you smash one, it creates a barrier like the one used at the arena in a small area around it for some time, useful in a pinch

>>3515541
>Scope out your opposition, try and figure out who's the most dangerous and try to position yourself further away from them. Be on the lookout for any strategic locations around you.
Secondary decision:
>Yes

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>>3515541
more itens incoming

3. *check your supplies* (you may write in ideas for things Korvin possesses presently)

A small bone, enchanted by a hunter tribe from a plane taken over by jungles, we usually grab one of these before each bounty since they are very useful on our line of work.
you mentalize and inscribe the name of who or what you want to find, grab the bone by the lone tip and point the other two forward, it will bend in the direction of what you are looking for and start to vibrate increasingly faster the more you approach your target, the vibrations are usually too much and the bone snaps when you get too close of your target or after 30 minutes

>>3515723
>>3515645
>Library Mainframe Activated
>Inputing data
>edits made after Lorekeeper on Duty's input
>Item suggestions accepted with edits

>>3516436
Just an idea, since this setting implies the existence of other planes wouldn't it be cool if we proposed items of other quests with the respective link?