Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>3716704
>Choke him

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>Headbutt him

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>3716704
>>Punch him

>Headbutt him

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>3716704
>Kick his family jewels

>>3716704
>Apologize and offer to pay for repairations

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>3716704
>Punch him

alright, we have two votes on punch and two votes on headbutt, but since one headbutt voter didn't roll, punch it is. I will also be establishing a time limit for new votes, I was thinking one hour, but would appreciate it if you posted your suggestions.

You throw your arm back, ready to pummel his face in. He stopped trying to escape, as if accepting his fate.
You put all your might into this strike. The fist connected with his nose. It made a nasty sound, much wetter and dull than you expected.
Your hand is covered in blood. You stare at him, his nose seems broken in more than one place.

It doesn't faze you.

You unleash a flurry of punches at his hideous mug. You know it's dangerous, but you don't want to stop. People are screaming, some guys pull you away from him. You kick them and trash around, trying ot reach Obi, when suddenly you feel something restrict your movements. You look down, glowing bands are wrapped around your limbs. The crowd goes silent. Obi used magic on another student. That's strictly prohibited! He'll be in so much trouble, maybe even expelled

"Leave him alone... He's mine, for fuck's sake"

Obi stood up, but he's shaking. He doesn't look good.

"Bro, you sure you wanna do this? He's strong..."

"Of course he is strong, he's a fucking MAW! But you know what I am? I'm not some MAW who can only fight with his body, I'm a Mage and I'll fight him with magic if I want to!"

You struggle against the constraints, but to no avail. You might be strong, but you're nowhere near as strong to be able to break a binding spell from a Mana monster such as Obi.
He walks over and steps on your chest.

"Now, let's have some fun, shall we?"

Damn! He's acting tough now, but in reality, your attack got him hurting. If it wasn't for this spell this fight would be over now! You feel anger building up inside you. He kicks you and you can't do anything but lay stiff as a log. How can you get out of this situation? You feel the spell is strong, it must take a lot of mana to maintain, but can you endure the beating until he gets tired?

>Wait for him to get tired and attempt to break the spell (1d100 DC medium-high)
>Search for a weak spot in the spell to cut with your Mihir Khar spell (1d100 DC high)
>Break the spell with the sheer power of muscles and rage (1d100 DC Almost impossible)

>>3720447
>Wait for him to get tired and attempt to break the spell (1d100 DC medium-high)
This is the best option for a number of reasons.

>>3720460
Support

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>3720460
Forgot my dice.

Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>3720447
>Wait for him to get tired and attempt to break the spell (1d100 DC medium-high)

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>3720447
>>Wait for him to get tired and attempt to break the spell (1d100 DC medium-high)

You'll just have to endure it. Kicks and punches fall upon your body. This time no one is rushing to help you, be it because they're too scared of getting caught up in the fight or simply because of Obi's reputation.
It hurts really badly, you think you felt a rib crack just now. You are starting to panic.
The sole of his boot made a gash on your forehead and blood got into your eyes so you can't see what's happening, but his attacks are becoming weaker and fewer in intensity, This just might be your chance! It's hard to empty your mind when being beaten, let alone enter a trance, but you do your best. With your mind's eye, you see that the bands restricting your movements are not perfect loops, a previously unseen knot is preventing them from falling down. Hmm, maybe if you just pull here...

Success!

The bands shimmer and disappear, much to the crowd's disbelief. You want to lunge at Obi before the shock passes, but you find yourself unable to do so. The injuries have taken a toll on your body, you fall down face-first in pain.

"Hahaha, You broke my spell, so what? Look at you, you can't even stand up! I already won! Let's make a deal: If you admit defeat now, I'll be nice and won't lay even one more finger on you, deal?

>Agree
>"And if I don't?" (describe what you do next)

>>3720555
>"And if I don't?" (describe what you do next)
Grab his legs and pull him down while he's in the middle of saying what he'll do if we don't.

>>3720555
>"And if I don't?" (Hide one hand and draw the rune from class on your fist with blood.)
outside of the box.

>>3720607
Lmao I like that one, let's go with it.

Then roll 1d100 as usual

Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>3720671
something something future you chose

Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>3720671

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>3720671

>>3720805
"And if I don't?"

You hide your hands behind your back and draw with your thumb.

"Then." He says "Then I'm gonna beat you so badly you will be wishing you were never born. I'll kick you and punch you and crush you. You'll scream in pain, but I'll..."

Just one more stroke and... Done.

"...And then, slowly, I'll rip your toenails out, one by one-"

"Hey, Obi!"

"What?"

"Catch this, you fucking stupid bastard! AAARRGGHH!"

Your fist flies up at an incredible speed.

BOOM

What was that? It didn't connect yet, but there was a very loud sound. Could it be? Could it possibly have broken the barrier of sound? A Mach punch!? Thoughts race through your mind, but you don't have time to wonder because your fist is nearing Obi's chin.
It connects!
Teeth and blood fly in all directions, spraying on the spectators of this gory show. You look at your opponent. He's not moving, his eyes have rolled back into his eyes and his face is a bloody pulp. Did you go too far? You hope he isn't dead.

"Please be alive, please be alive, I don't wanna become a murderer over a teddy bear! They'll lock me up in a prison for the rest of my life!"

You think as you check his pulse. Thank God, it's here, but it's faint. The crowd, previously frozen in shock by your sudden attack, has now erupted with shouting, talking and screaming. You don't know what to do, you need a healer, but you're too beat up to walk and no one is listening, you can't see Esese either. Suddenly, people go silent once more.

Clank

Clank

Clank

A man is walking towards you. In his black robe and heavy shoes, with his hateful stare and pale face, the man could be none other than the feared Magus Lynx. His eyes are wild and his face is twisted with a grimace of anger.

"Everyone return to their dormitories RIGHT NOW. I'll personally make sure you are properly punished. And as for you two..."
You didn't really hear what he had to say about you two because you passed out this very moment.

* * *

White

There's white everywhere around you.
Where are you?
You are lying on a bed. You try to sit up, but the pain sends you back down.

"Don't struggle, child. You'll make your injuries worse."

A sweet old woman is standing by the bedside. When did she get there? You didn't notice her at first.

"Where am I?"

"In the infirmary." Her brows furrow a bit "You youngsters always get into your dumb fights. I don't really care who won, but there were a couple of friends asking to visit you.

Who will you see first?
>Esese and Seliphe
>Obi's acquaintances
>Magus Aidhu

>>3721370
>>Magus Aidhu
I wonder if he was watching.

>>3721370
>Magus Aidhu

>>3721370
>Magus Aidhu

>>3721446
We also need to tell him about Lynx and how he envelope us in his weird black tentacles.

>>3721370
So glad that worked. I wonder if that sound was just us breaking our arm

>Magus Aidhu

The nurse leaves and Magus Aidhu walks through the door.

"Hey, Kid." He walks over to your bed "You sure did yourself in. Still, I guess I have to congratulate you on your win, not bad for the first time."

"Mr. Aidhu, thank you so much. He was strong, even with your training he pushed me to my limit."

He looks at you and bursts into laughter.

"Ahahaha, good one."

You get red in the face. Why is he laughing? Did you say something funny? He finally stops when the nurse sticks her head in the room to see what the noise is about.

"Okay, I kind of get it why someone who has never been in a fight would think that. Fights like these are merely child's play when compared to the real fights. People rarely fight for real, even when their life is threatened. The only time a person will fight with everything they've got is when they have something to protect, material or abstract, like a country, love, honor, family.
When a person feels the thing most important to them is threatened, all barriers disappear. They'll bite, they'll scratch, they'll gouge eyes and crush genitals. They'll push their bodies to the brink of destruction without a second thought. What you did there, was not real fighting. You were never pushed to your true limit, and let's pray it never happens."

"Wow" You think to yourself. "What a grim thing to say to someone who just woke up after a fight." He must've noticed it, because he quickly changed the subject.

"H-Hey, so how are you feeling with your first win? Feels good, doesn't it?"

"Uhm, yeah it does. Hey, Mr. Aidhu?"

"Yes?"

"I want to ask you about something."

You describe what Lynx did during class and ask for his opinion on it.

"Hmm, If you ask me, I think you were meant to see that."

"Wanted... me to see that?"

"Hah, what, did you think an elite mage like him would have trouble cloaking a spell from a novice like you? I'd say he wanted to protect you."

"Protect me!?"

"He must've heard the rumors that were going around and tried to scare you away from fighting. Come on, don't be so surprised! I know he looks scary, but he's still a teacher and you're still a student. Someone as meticulous as him wouldn't forgive themselves if he was to let students get hurt..."

Hmm, that would explain it. But if that's the case, then why didn't he stop it?

"...Of course, at exactly 3 PM he arrived to stop the fight before it begins, but to his surprise, it was already finished! It was because you started earlier, if you came on time, the brawl would've probably never taken place."

You had some more questions to ask him, but the nurse interrupted.

"Visiting time's over, the boy needs rest. Shoo, shoo!"

"Alright, alright." He stands up. "Mrs.Allaway might look frail, but she's a real devil when angered, so try your best not to piss her off. See you in class"

* * *

Who will you see next?
>Obi's acquaintances
>Esese and Seliphe

>>3725928
>Esese and Seliphe

>>3725928
>Obi's acquaintances
time to be threatened in bed

> Esese and Seliphe

>>3725928
>Obi's acquaintances

let's try to reform our semi friendship from before

>>3725928
>>Esese and Seliphe
This thot better be fucking grateful.

You were bored out of your mind for the rest of the day, so it was a great relief when the door opened and Esese walked in with her sister Seliphe.

"Garen! Are you alright? I was worried about you!"

She rushed over ot hug you, however taking into account the fact that she has six arms and you're badly injured, it was not very pleasant.

"You-You're crushing my ribs..."

She immediately jumps back.

"Oh my God, I am so sorry, I didn't mean to."

"It's alright. By the way, did they give you the teddy bear back?"

"Oh, yes, yes they did!" She rummages through a purse and pulls out an old, faded-out plush toy. She was smiling at first, but now she seems sad. "I'm sorry. If I knew it would turn out like that, I'd never have asked you to do this. I thought you'd both throw a punch or two and the fight will be over, but it turned into a killing match over a stupid masc-"

"I'm not angry."

"Wha-What?"

"I know it sounds strange, but I'm not angry. I didn't realize this at first, but I'm even kind of happy with how it turned out... What about Obi? Is Obi okay?"

"Uhm, well..." Esese is avoiding the answer, but Seliphe takes over.

"He's worse off than you. They used a spell to reattach his teeth, but his jaw is still broken and even with magic it'll take a week or two before he can fully recover."

This makes you sad. Fighting was satisfying, it made you feel fulfilled, but you never thought about the consequences. You've heard that Obi's not really the smart kind of guy, and now because of you he'll end up being even more behind in studies...

There's a knock on the door and some unexpected visitors walk in. Three peculiar guys, the first one is tall, but completely bald and is wearing eyeliner. The second is tan and very muscular. His long black hair is bound in a single extraordinarily thick plait, but it's nothing special when comparired to the third guy's hair. It's a very vivid color of neon green. You've seen that hair before, it belongs to Obi's friend Riol!

"What do you want!?"

"Wow, wow, no need to be so angry. I'd like to congratulate you on your match. A splendid victory, you should be proud."

"I'm asking you again, what do you want?"

"You're not the kind of guy that likes to beat around the bush, huh? Fine by me, let's get straight to the point. See, me and my friends here: Takeo" He points to the bald one " and Kapua, are not very fond of Obi being the center of attention, and seeing you win against him has inspired us to form our own... group."

"A gang, you mean. What's that got to do with me?"

"Gang. Don't really like the word, has a bad ring to it. Well, back to the subject. We want you to join us. Together, with your strength and my brains, we can conquer the school's underworld in no time! Well, what do you think?"

>Side with them
>Side with Obi

>Side with Obi
Rather not get to involved in the shadier side of school

>>3726406
>Side with Obi
Better the devil you know...

>>3726406
> Side with no one

Let's not get involved in further bullshit. Neutrality ftw.

>>3726406
> Side with no one
we can be friends with obi but let's stay away from the school underworld

>>3726406
>Side with no one
My way or the highway

>>3726562
+1

>>3726562
>>3727393
>>3727447
>>3727452
In the hindsight I should've put it as an option, sorry if it looked railroady. I'll try to write the post in a couple of hours because I have to go visit someone right now.

You move your arm and see a flash of hope in his eyes. He holds out his, expecting a handshake, but you make a shooing motion instead.

"Sorry man, deliquency's not my cup of tea. You both can kill each other for all I care, I'm not into it. Now go, you're annoying."

His face twists in anger. He rapidly jerks his arm back in anger, as if preparing to hit, but he doesn't. Still angry, he says

"Very well, if that's the case, we have no bussiness here. I'll make sure you regret turning down my offer. Let's go!"

He and the two jocks left the room.

"Damn, this guy has some issues." Esese is shaking her head. "I mean, he wanted to punch you while you're bedridden. I'm glad you told him to piss off, he won't gain a following with that sort of attitude."

"Yeah, let's hope so."

The rest of the meeting consists of basically small talk and jokes, time passes very quickly and soon they have to leave.

"Get well soon!:

Here in the infirmary you have lots of free time on your hands, what will you do to pass it?

>You have 32 hours
>Meditate (1d100 for each session)
>Read books (Specify the book's topic, roll 1d100 to see how much you've learned and 1d4 to see how much time it took you to read it.)
>Learn (again, 1d100 for learning and 1d4 for time)
>Write in

>>3729909
>Meditate (1d100 for each session)
How long does this take again?

>>3729964
Ah, sorry. You state how long you meditate

>Mediate (1d100 for each session)
Let's mediate for a few hours, like five or six

>>3729909
>Meditate

Should probably try to do the filter thing again.

>>3729909
>Meditate (1d100 for each session)
>Learn (again, 1d100 for learning and 1d4 for time)

Can we spend half our time meditating and the other half preparing for class or studying the textbooks?

>>3730268
Hmm, six hours ought to do it.

Rolled 35, 7, 51 = 93 (3d100)

I just realized that'll take too long. distribute the remaining hours so we can get over with it and go back to the story.