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Welcome to a new thread of Advent Soul Quest!

>What is this?
A quest based on the setting of Bleach. Deviation from canon depends on the MC’s influence, and some other additions are to be expected as well.
>Who are we?
Tamaki Koharu, a former 10th grade (high schooler) spiritually aware trap with developing powers.
>When are we?
Currently it is Summer 1981, ~20 years prior to the events of canon.
>Dice? Challenge?
Prompted after deciding on an action. Usually 3d10, best of 3 (Bo3), against a set DC and sometimes a crit-DC. Write-ins may affect the DC as well. If a character stat (in the pastebin) is directly related to the action, it will substitute the lowest die in rolls if it is higher (will be always explained when prompted to roll).
>Updates?
I will aim to update at least once per hour at first, and each time make a post when I start writing, or when I intend to if I will take longer. My timezone is UTC+2(+3 with DST), let’s see how good or bad that’ll go.
>I have questions!
Ask away and I’ll do my best to answer.
>What do?
Have fun, vote on what feels the best, roll some dice and chill.

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Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=advent+soul+quest
Char Sheets: https://pastebin.com/6FkNTn8E

>>4487131
>Go in your miko clothes. It is only fitting, given your upbringing.

>>4487134
I got a site not found when I tried going to the archived version of the last thread

>>4487131
>>Go in your miko clothes. It is only fitting, given your upbringing.
Purtty yourself up for the boi

>>4487143
>http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/4447844/
You mean this one? Odd, works fine for me. Maybe other anons can take a look and see if there's any problems?

If you mean the archive link for this thread, then it won't work, since this thread hasn't been archived yet.

>>4487131
>Go in your miko clothes. It is only fitting, given your upbringing.

>>4487148
>That one worked but I tried the archive link in the last post of that thread again and got another 404 error http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/4487131/

>>4487150
Yeah that one won't work until this thread is archived. I put it there for potential future archive readers so that they have a link to the next thread as well if it's archived.

>>4487139
>>4487144
>>4487149
>Writing

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As much as you sometimes hate to accept it, you were raised a shrine maiden, just like your mother before you, and her mother before her. It is only fitting that you leave for the afterlife in the clothes and tradition that you’ve inherited through the many generations of your family.

After changing clothes, you effortlessly leave your gigai, leaving the body lying peacefully on your bed.

“Farewell,” you whisper to nobody in particular, but sort of referring to the world you know and are leaving behind.

With swift jumps and application of reishi pads, you get onto the roof, with Hisashi standing there expectantly. His eyes linger on you for a moment longer as if he didn’t recognize you right away, before coughing to clear his throat.

“I’m sure you’ve thought this through, so I won’t ask if you’re sure about this at this point.”

“But… I should tell you a bit what you’re getting into, even though I shouldn’t.”

You raise your eyebrow at this. “Oh? What’s this, getting soft?”

“Hey, I’m just trying to be helpful, damn it!” Hisashi says with an irritated voice, but quickly calms down as he realizes just how nervous you are yourself.

“You’ll end up in the Rukongai… in one of its many districts,” he explains, “and it’s not exactly pretty. Most souls don’t eat, so there’s not much food around there. Since you have spiritual potential though, you’ll get hungry.”

“You’ll have to either get to Seireitei, or find somebody who’s willing to feed you.”

Great. Heaven’s not all nice and perfect afterall.

>1/2

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“This is Osaka, so you’ll most likely end up West of Seireitei, maybe close to Fort Tateyako.”

“A fort?” you ask, to which Hisashi nods.

“It’s an outpost for the shinigami that patrol and protect the Rukongai. That also means they have food.”

Hisashi frowns as he glances downwards. “Whether they’ll share… it depends which division shinigami are stationed there,” he says with some disgust.

“Anyway, I’ll pray that you’ll end up in the lower numbered districts. They are usually much nicer.”

“...You mean going there is going to be like playing roulette? Great, this makes me feel so much better.”

“I know!” Hisashi exclaims in frustration. “I don’t like it either.”

“But I wanted to be honest with you.”

You look at the dark, cloudy sky lightly illuminated by the moon. Would there be one in the afterlife, you wonder? Just how same, and how different will it be?

Hisashi takes a deep breath and exhales. “Well, just tell me when you are ready, and I’ll send you away.”

“Fair warning, it might be… quite disorienting. You might even get light amnesia.”

More and more you feel like you’re making a mistake, but you’ve already resolved to do this.

>2/2

>You are ready. Off you go to Soul Society.
>Say/do something as a farewell to Hisashi. (write-in)

>>4487179
>>Say/do something as a farewell to Hisashi. (write-in)
Hug Hisashi

>>4487179
>Say/do something as a farewell to Hisashi. Hug him and ask what divisions will give you food and how to recognize them

>>4487183
Supporting.
"Thank you Hisashi, for everything."

>>4487181
>>4487183
>>4487187
>Writing

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“...What divisions,” you say.

“What?”

“What divisions might give me food, and how do I figure out what division the shinigami are?”

Hisashi crosses his arms while contemplating.

“Hope for the 13th or 4th, pray it’s not the 11th. Just follow your instincts, Koharu. I’ve seen how well you can read others,” he says and nods to you.

You sigh. He’s right about that. He’s himself like an open book to you right now. Hisashi’s feeling conflicted and a little regretful. You’re unsure exactly why, but he has some attachment to you that part of him is unwilling to let go, yet his duty demands him of it.

The two of you take a silent look at each other. Then, you take some steps closer and finally wrap your arms around him in an embrace.

“Thank you, Hisashi. For everything,” you say with small tear droplets forming at the corners of your eyes, as the last bits of your own attachment to this world fights back.

Hisashi slowly wraps his own arms around you, returning the hug, and lowers his head a little.

“I promise I’ll find you, once I return from my assignment. I promise.”

A moment later, you untangle yourselves, and you take a small step back.

With a nod, you show Hisashi that you are ready.

He draws his zanpakutō, and slowly brings the hilt end of it towards your forehead. You close your eyes, and then…

>Roll 2d10, considering first 3 rolls.
>First one is District (x10), second one is how well you fare being a hell butterfly.
>You may choose from the first dice your preferred district
>Bo3 for butterfly

Rolled 10, 2 = 12 (2d10)

>>4487212
Let's go.
>80's get

Rolled 2, 8 = 10 (2d10)

>>4487212

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>4487212
If I understand correctly I can pick >>4487217's 2 for the district roll

>>4487215
>>4487217
>>4487219
>8 for handling being a butterfly

Districts
>100's - Completely outside Rukongai
>20's Districts
>20's Districts

Yeah, you can vote more or less which result to choose of these.

>>4487219
Technically you rolled wrong dice, so if you want you can reroll that one.

>>4487221
20's is a bit too close imo but better than completely outside of the rukongai. Unless >>4487219 rerolls something closer to 50/60's

>>4487225
Was thinking the same thing. Anons wanted to train a bit before being found but out in the wilderness is a bit much.

Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>4487225
Rolling for district

>>4487231
>Voting for this

>>4487231
Voting thing for district

>>4487231
>>4487234
>>4487236
50's district it is
>Writing

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Pitch black, blinding white.

Disorientation, confusion.

Your senses feel like they’ve reset themselves as you adjust to your surroundings, and your memory, although fuzzy, slowly comes to you. You take deep breaths as your body trembles from passing to the afterlife.

You cough a little as your body gets used to the new air, but to your credit, you remain standing the whole time.

You look around and see some people looking towards you, who looked like they were about their own business before you appeared. The buildings look like something you’ve seen in history books from the times of feudal Japan. This place doesn’t look exactly like a complete slum, but it’s not too far off, at least by modern standards of the living world.

The folk who keep staring at you now start murmuring amongst themselves. Odd, you’d think that with this being afterlife, people would be more or less used to people just… appearing out of nowhere.

Unless your appearance was somehow different.

Shit, you didn’t expect your entry to already gather attention.

Your eyes trail around the people you see, and you make out a face that looks like he’s more curious about you than wary: an old, bald man.

Then there’s some kids watching your every move intently from an alleyway.

Stretching out your senses, you also feel the presence of a shinigami, observing from a rooftop on a three-floor building.

Everyone else looks like they’d rather avoid you.

You find yourself holding up your breath.

>Talk to the old man, he looks friendly and wise enough.
>Maybe the children can give you honest answers.
>Go straight to the shinigami.
>Other?

>>4487254
>Talk to the old man, he looks friendly and wise enough.

>>4487254
>Talk to the old man, he looks friendly and wise enough.

>>4487254
>>Other?
Get ye away
They may not need food but I don't put it past an old man to try and buttfuck the disoriented new hottie

>>4487258
>>4487260
>>4487264
>Writing

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>https://audius.co/qmtrippy/13-burden-of-the-past-93782

You sigh, closing your eyes for a moment, before reopening and fixating them on the old geezer. You walk over to him with some trouble. As you do, others around him get clear.

“Hey,” you try to say, but it feels like something is stuck in your throat, so it ends up being half a whisper.

The old man bows to you. “I welcome you to Eiryukawa, young miss. It’s always a shame to see someone so young leaving life behind.”

“Why… is everyone staring?” you ask, looking at the others with a weary gaze.

“Well,” the old man scratches his bald head, “You did make a flashy arrival. Maybe it’s best we sit down somewhere… else.”

At this point you’re grateful for any comfort, so you take him up on the offer. He takes your arm and helps you walk a bit further away, where there’s a small grassy area with a bench. Some people follow you a bit, but eventually lose interest and disappear. But given how most passerby now stare at you, you have a feeling some sort of word has already spread among the residents of this place.

The two of you sit on the bench, and you feel a bit of strength returning to you.

“Do not worry. Everyone’s disoriented at first… some more than others.”

“So what happened? When I arrived?” you ask, referring to what he called a flashy arrival.

The geezer brushes his small grey beard.

>1/2

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“Well, there was a gust of wind and a pillar of light for starters, along with a burst of very scary pressure. I felt like I was choking.”

Shit, that means you pretty much broadcasted your arrival to everyone. No wonder that shinigami is still trying to sneakily stalk you.

“I assume that doesn’t happen often,” you note, to which he nods.

“You must have a lot of spiritual potential, young miss. I’ve heard tales about such arrivals, but I’ve never experienced such a thing myself.”

You sigh. “So that’s why everyone was so scared too.”

He nods. “Maybe you are blessed by kami. You were a miko in life, right? Maybe they’ve sent someone to finally change this place for good!” he laughs. You’re not sure if he’s just joking, or partially serious.

“Ah where are my manners, young miss? My name is Ryōzō. Don’t worry if you don’t know your name, most don’t. I was given mine by somebody else from here as well.”

“Or maybe you do remember, hmm?” he raises an eyebrow.

>2/2

>Tamaki Koharu, use your mother’s surname.
>Moriyama Koharu, use your father’s surname.
>Koharu, no surname. (May take up district name as surname)
>Say you don’t remember.
>Other?

>>4487327
>>Koharu, no surname. (May take up district name as surname)

>>4487327
>Act like you have trouble remembering then Moriyama Koharu

>>4487327
>Koharu, no surname. (May take up district name as surname)

>>4487327
>Koharu, no surname. (May take up district name as surname)
Let’s not reveal too much about ourselves

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>>4487341
>>4487343
>>4487360
>>4487370

Going slightly incognito I see.
>Writing

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You take a moment to just think about things in general, but also to slightly fake yourself remembering your name.

“Koharu,” you answer, “that’s all I remember of it.”

“Well, Koharu-san, that’s more than most of the Rukongai denizens remember.

The two of you proceed to talk about pretty much everything related to this place, the Rukongai, and Soul Society. For one, you learn that the district number isn’t straight out the distance from Seireitei, as the further you go from it the more these districts are just random plots of land. Most of the 50’s districts for example are relatively the same distance away from Seireitei, with some variation.

You learn that Eiryukawa is the 53rd district of the Western Rukongai. It’s not as good of a place as the 10’s and 20’s districts which are almost beside Seireitei, but not as bad as those that are completely on the outskirts.

There are some basic farming all around the districts, but most of the produce goes as tribute to the Seireitei. Eiryukawa has a river going through it, after which it apparently got its name as well. There’s even a tradition that every month, where souls that are ready to pass onto the next life are put on boats and sent along the river.

Just as Hisashi had told you, Fort Tateyako is relatively near, located in the 51st district. It’s the base of operations for Shinigami around this region, as well as the dropoff point for tributes by the Rukongai farmers.

In the neighboring district 56 there’s also a large temple, dedicated to many deities of various pantheons, Shinto and Hindu among them. Apparently many who have been miko in life have gone there. You suspect that they might all have spiritual potential, and if that’s the case, they might have food.

“Oh and then there’s the Wailing Forest between our district and the 54th. You should avoid that place, hollows tend to appear there. Not to worry though, the shinigami always deal with it!”

That does open quite a bit of options for you.

>Settle here in the 53rd district, you have roughly the same distance to these places.
>Settle in the 51st district, closer to Fort Tateyako, near the shinigami.
>Settle in the 56th district, you’re sure the temple will take you in.
>Settle in the Wailing Forest, hidden from the eyes of others.
>Other?

(You can still visit all places, this just determines where you’ll mainly stay)

>>4487415
>Settle here in the 53rd district, you have roughly the same distance to these places.

>>4487415
>Settle in the 56th district, you’re sure the temple will take you in.

>>4487415
>>Settle in the Wailing Forest, hidden from the eyes of others.

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>>4487424
>>4487429
>>4487430
Well, then. Guess we'll extend time for this vote for a bit. If no new votes or vote changes, I'll use the good ol' dice.

>>4487415
>Settle in the 56th district, you’re sure the temple will take you in.
Maybe they'll explain or have a library that can give more info on how things work around here. Like how the government, nobility, gotei 13, and religions interact. Would prefer to be informed before getting too friendly with the shinigami.

>>4487415
>Settle in the 56th district, you’re sure the temple will take you in.

>>4487415
>>Settle here in the 53rd district, you have roughly the same distance to these places.
We ran away from one shrine, why go back?

>>4487415
Will switch>>4487430
To
>Settle here in the 53rd district, you have roughly the same distance to these places.

>>4487415
I’ll switch from >>4487453
to
>Settle here in the 53rd district, you have roughly the same distance to these places.

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>>4487424
>>4487458
>>4487460
>53rd

>>4487429
>>4487448
>>4487453
>56th

From one tie to another. Taking in one more vote to break the tie, or if wish to come up with a compromise of some sort. Giving it 5 min, then a die roll if nothing changes.

Also wow, so many votes. Makes me feel all fuzzy inside.

>>4487468
And it looks like we have a decisive vote. 53rd district it is. I'll keep in mind the votes for the temple though, you'll be able to visit it of course.

>writing

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On one hand, the district you arrived in seems like a good base of operations. There isn’t really anything here, but you have a similar distance to the three points of interest that Ryōzō mentioned. On the other hand, the temple he told you about intrigues you, and if he’s right, you might very well be invited to stay there with open arms, possibly fed.

While you mull things over, old man Ryōzō treats you to some small bits of food. He gives you some sort of balls, which upon tasting are made of rice. Apparently, while most souls don’t feel hunger, it’s considered a nice luxury to still eat. Some even believe that eating enough food will make a soul gain spiritual potential, and thus a chance to become a shinigami.

You do find out that the opinion on shinigami is pretty well split into two groups. Those who admire them, and those who hate them.

“You see,” Ryōzō sighs, “us normal folk can’t do anything about hollows. We can only rely on those with powers, and that means either the Shinigami, the soul reapers; or the Tenjiso, the temple priests. The shinigami are ready to help and are usually reliable, which is why the children admire them, but they also demand a very cruel tribute. Most folk spend their time working on the farms just so that they can be safe from hollows.”

“The tenjiso however, they’re only concerned for their temples and worship,” he explains with a sad expression. “To them, keeping the divine pleased takes a higher priority than us ordinary folk. The shinigami don’t demand anything from them either, so many are envious.”

“So one is dependable but demanding, while the other is apathetic,” you conclude.

Ryōzō nods. “I’m glad you see it. Since you were a miko, maybe you really can change things around here. I’m sure I’ll pray for it,” he smiles.

There are apparently always some free spaces in houses in the Rukongai, since as new souls arrive, older ones move on in the cycle of reincarnation. It’s nothing fancy, but the place does have a nice enough floor and a bed that seems okay. The place, however, smells.

You manage to find some simple red paint from one of the denizens and use that to mark your new home.

“There, very homely,” you say bitterly. Now you wonder if it would have been better to lose your memory. Your apartment wasn’t really that big nor great, but now that you’re in this cramped space, lacking any furniture and with just a bed, you find yourself really missing the comforts of the modern world. You curl up in the bed as the realization finally sets in, that you’re in the afterlife, which also happens to be set back by a thousand years.

Feudal Japan just… sucks.

>1/3

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Your stomach grumbles, even though you just had something to eat.

“I guess those weird riceballs weren’t that filling,” you mutter as you groan in the bed and finally rise up

You decide to pay a visit to the temple. You might not like the idea of joining all that religious stuff again, but for now it appears to be your best shot at both food and information.

As such, you set out towards the 56th district where the temple is located.

You could just use shunpo to get there quickly, but you’d rather not attract any more attention. The shinigami seems to have left you alone by now, which is a relief. Having a stalker isn’t exactly a nice idea.

The walk proves to be quite depressing. While as old man Ryōzō said, these districts aren't as bad as the 80’s, it’s still dull and monotonous. The houses are mostly unpainted, some are in disrepair. There’s some foliage to brighten the scene, but even then it’s a lot of gravel. Then there’s also the farms, where poor souls are working to scrape up enough to fill the tribute for the shinigami.

It’s only at this point that you realize the passage of time. When you arrived, it appeared to be daytime. You’ve got no idea how much time it took for you to reach Soul Society, and on top of that you have no idea if the sun here moves at all the same way as in the living realm.

The sun is slowly descending towards the horizon at this point, but still pretty high up, so you conclude it’s some few hours past noon. Probably.

You don’t even notice when you enter the 56th district, as it looks pretty much the same, and there isn’t any proper fence or anything separating the two. The only reason you figure it out is when you see the temple on the horizon. You can’t help but sigh in relief as you see it.

>2/3

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Many of the residents greet you, clearly assuming that you’re one of the temple folk. You do manage to find out the name of the district from a sign.

“Shishiri… Purple death plum?” you muse as you consider the kanji.

You continue onwards towards the temple, which is surrounded by a well-kept garden, with very intricate wooden and stone architecture. Style-wise it feels like a mix of Shinto, Buddhist and Hindu shrines and temples, seamlessly intertwined.

Damn if this place isn’t beautiful.

As you go through the torii gate to go up some steps, your sixth sense alerts you of quite many barriers in place around this place, not unlike those you felt at Kasuga-taisha.

These Tenjiso, as Ryōzō called them, all have distinct spiritual signatures that you register.

Before you even get to the interiors, there’s already somebody coming out to meet you. It looks like a priest of sorts; it’s a strange mix of Shinto and Hindu at this point.

“Welcome to Saitentera, stranger,” he greets you with a bow. You bow as well, making sure to do a little lower than him.

“You must be the newly arrived ‘mysterious’ miko that we’ve been hearing about.”

“I am Yasutake, one of the great priests of this esteemed temple. What might be your business here?”

>3/3

>Ask for food, you’re hungry.
>Ask to learn about the temple, about what this is all about.
>Ask them to teach you, clearly they know spells.
>Other?

>>4487629
>Ask to learn about the temple, about what this is all about.

>>4487629
>>Ask to learn about the temple, about what this is all about.

>>4487629
>Ask for food, you’re hungry.
>Ask to learn about the temple, about what this is all about.

>>4487629
>Ask for food, you’re hungry.
>Ask to learn about the temple, about what this is all about.
>Ask them to teach you, clearly they know spells.

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>>4487633
>>4487637
>>4487640
>>4487659
A nice little tour.
>Writing

>>4487672
Oh and please give me a roll.
>Roll 3d10, Bo3. DC 15, crit 23. Social (5) may replace lowest die of each roll.

Rolled 10, 3, 1 = 14 (3d10)

>>4487678

Rolled 9, 8, 3 = 20 (3d10)

>>4487678

Rolled 2, 10, 4 = 16 (3d10)

>>4487678

>>4487684
>14(18)
>>4487701
>20(22)
>>4487720
>16(19)

>Writing

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“My name is Koharu,” you introduce yourself, feeling by now a little weak from hunger. “You said you've... heard of me?"

The man calling himself Yasutake nods.

"We felt your appearance all the way over here. Word travels fast as well by people with not much to talk about."

You sigh in frustration. So much for your chance to stay low. But maybe you can use this to your advantage.

“Well, I heard about this place so I decided to come see it,” you say, deciding to ignore asking for food for now. “This doesn’t look exactly like the Shinto-shrines I knew.”

Yasutake nods once again. Shit, he reminds you way too much of those haughty shrine maidens that you had to deal with. Why do these religious people have to be so serious about it all?

“Indeed. How peculiar as well, it’s not often a soul that has just arrived remembers so much of their life.”

Shit, he got you there.

“Please, follow me inside.”

He shows you around the temple interior which houses many shrines to various deities, of different divine status. Based on what Yasutake explains, these deities are actually real in the spiritual realm and sometimes even visit. The role of the Tenjiso is so keep the deities appeased, lest they cause trouble. Apparently it’s mostly the deities at the very bottom of the divine pecking order that like to cause trouble, while those higher have never been seen to interact with non-divine in a very long time.

You figure it’s like children running around causing trouble, and the priests are the ones who talk to their ‘parents’ to get them to behave and apologize.

An amusing metaphor.

>1/2

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As you make your way to some sort of guest room, you take note that most of the priests and priestesses here tend to the shrines, but also practice together inside and outside various spells and martial arts.

You sit down on the tatami with the priest near a low table, and some priestesses, looking almost like miko, bring some food to the table.

You practically salivate as you see the variety of rice, fish and tofu.

“Consider this an introduction gift on the behalf of the temple,” he smiles pleasantly. “You must be feeling quite hungry by now.”

You just begin eating food, saying a quick thank you before it, to remain a little civil and polite. It’s tasty, and most importantly, it really fills you.

“This place is incredible though,” you say, “to be honest, I never considered anything divine to be, well…”

“Real?” Yasutake finishes your train of thought. “For the most part, one could consider them to be more myth than real. Divine laws forbid them from acting the same way ordinary souls may.”

“Could you imagine what it’d be like, if the most powerful gods just decided to shape the world how they saw fit, fighting for it on top of that too?”

“Well,” you say, swallowing some of the food, “that’d be a disaster, yeah.”

“Now, Koharu-san,” Yasutake smiles, “now that you’ve seen this place and us, what would you think about joining us?”

You pause and look at him. He seems sincere, but you’re sure he’s not asking this from the goodness of his heart. There’s clearly an ulterior motive.

“Since you were a miko, it would be quite natural to transfer here.”

“What would that mean in practice?” you ask.

“Taking care of this temple and the shrines, and training in the arts of Tenjiso.”

>2/2

>”Alright. Sounds better than living in a smelly shack.” (Move here)
>”I could join, but not completely.” (Try to barter with responsibilities, write-in encouraged)
>”Thanks, but no thanks. I can visit and help out where I can on my own though.”
>”I’m afraid not, there’s something else I want.”
>Other?

>>4487751
>>”Thanks, but no thanks. I can visit and help out where I can on my own though.”

>>4487751
>”Thanks, but no thanks. I can visit and help out where I can on my own though.”

>>4487769
>>4487777
>Writing
Down to two it is

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You do consider the option, but you don’t like the idea of just plunging into a deal like this, especially when your guts say there’s some strings attached.

“Thanks, but… no thanks. I still wish to get my footing around here, it hasn’t even been a day yet. But, if you’ll allow me, I’ll gladly come and help occasionally.”

Yasutake ponders on this himself, but he clearly is displeased that you didn’t take up his offer.

“Well, it’s not my place to force you to do anything, it’s everyone’s own choice to decide what they do with their afterlife. We’ll be happy to have you here when you wish, though unless you dedicate to our cause, we can’t teach our ways I’m afraid.”

“I hope you understand.”

You nod. Somehow, you get the feeling that they won’t give you free food next time.

Since the talking is clearly over, you express your gratitude and take your leave. The sun is much lower now, clearly evening and giving way to darkness. You estimate you still have some hours of sunlight on your side. It’s not like you can’t use kidō to create a floating light though.

This brings you to the question of what next. You could go back to Eiryukawa district, spend some time to get to know the place. Maybe you can find a way to move up the ladder to a better place to live.

Or, you could still go to the 51st district to check out Fort Tateyako and the shinigami, see what they’re up to. Maybe some of them are from the 13th or 4th divisions, the ones that Hisashi said are friendly in his book.

Or, you could take a risk and go to the Wailing Forest. Technically, if the locals avoid it, it’s likely there’s some sort of edible plants and berries there that you could use. Your senses are sharp so hollows won’t catch you off guard you think, though the practice would do good as well.

>Go back to “home” and look around.
>Check out Fort Tateyako
>Risk it and go to the Wailing Forest
>Other?

Also:
>Use shunpo
>Don’t use shunpo

>>4487837
>>Check out Fort Tateyako
See who is there, just in case we need to go beg for food.
>Use shunpo

>>4487837
>>Check out Fort Tateyako
>Don’t use shunpo

>>4487844
Support
Maybe we can train some sneaking too while on it.

>>4487837
>Check out Fort Tateyako
>Don’t use shunpo
If 11th division meatheads are there, we should pretend to be weak then challenge one to a hand-to-hand duel. If we win we get a couple days worth of rations, if we lose we do their chores for a day or two.

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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>4487844
>>4487852
>>4487862
>>4487866
>1) use shunpo
>2) don't use shunpo

>>4487866
>challenge
You know what, this sounds hilarious. Don't mind if I do.

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You decide to check out Fort Tateyako. It’s time to pay the shinigami a visit, and maybe try to get some food for tomorrow.

You’ve had enough of walking for today, so you take a calculated risk: to use shunpo. While you know that your technique tends to leave a more audible boom, you think that you can use it to cover most of the distance, and then just walk the rest.

Instead of hours, it takes about ten minutes for you to reach the 51st district. The sun is almost set, which in turn gives you a great opportunity to use the darkness to your advantage.

The fortress itself is rather big, much like the castle of Osaka. There’s a large courtyard around it, along with a moat. Funny, you’d think that instead of repelling hollows this was made to keep out other souls.

Using your acute sixth sense, it’s a piece of cake to sense where each shinigami is in the fortress, so getting in isn’t really hard. You also don’t think they would expect anyone to infiltrate a fortress filled with shinigami.

You use this advantageous position of yours on one of the roofs to just eavesdrop on the things the shinigami talk about.

Most of it is just baseless bragging and boasting, some about hollow encounters.

Then there’s also one that’s laughing about bullying commoners. That’s just disgusting.

You also pick up a signal of a shinigami training in a smaller courtyard, apparently alone.

Then there’s a weaker signal that you’ve watched and sensed moving around for some five minutes now, who’s clearly moving stuff into what you think is a storage room.

>Storage room means supplies which means food.
>Take a look at mr. training shinigami, there’s nobody else there at least.
>Stalk the bullying asshole, maybe you can exact ‘revenge.’
>Other?

>>4487898
>Take a look at mr. training shinigami, there’s nobody else there at least.
11th boi let's go

>>4487898
>Take a look at mr. training shinigami, there’s nobody else there at least.
Can size him up, then potentially see if he would care for a Hakuda training partner.

>>4487898
>>Stalk the bullying asshole, maybe you can exact ‘revenge.’

>>4487898
>>Take a look at mr. training shinigami, there’s nobody else there at least.

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>>4487902
>>4487906
>>4487916
>>4487923
>Writing

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You make your way to the smaller courtyard closer to the moat, being careful with your climbing and walking. You’re quite fortunate nobody here is bothering to sense for you, and that your own signal seems to be quite low.

You find a tough looking guy training on his own, punching away at a wooden training dummy with his fists. He looks like a guy in his 40’s, but given what Kisuke had told you about souls, especially those with spiritual potential, he might be way older than he looks.

Well, it is clear that he’s not an amateur.

As you look from behind a pole at his training, he is perceptive enough to notice you.

“Who’s there?!” he demands, stopping his training. You calmly come from behind the pole, mustering your best smile.

“I was just watching. You must be really good at punching!”

The guy sizes you up.

“You’re a Tenjiso?” he asks, “No, can’t be. Not the right uniform.”

“I’m just a curious soul.”

“You shouldn’t be here, this place is for shinigami only.”

“Anyways, how about a bet? I’d like to try a sparring match with you!”

“Pfft, you? Against me? Do you have a deathwish?” the guy asks.

“If I win, I’ll get food for like… a couple days?” you muse. “If I lose, well, I could do all kinds of chores for you!”

Well, it seems to be working on this guy. The fact that you didn’t back away yet made him curious. He does look like he’s considering your challenge.

“I don’t care about chores, I can always dump them on the 4th division guy. So how about this: If I win, you have to follow me and do as I say, like a maid or something. Deal?”

This kind of deal sounds like it could go very, very wrong for you, but you don’t get any malicious intent from this guy. It feels more like he’s testing you.

>”Agreed, it’s on!”
>”Actually, I think I’d rather not..”
>Other?

>>4487971
>”Agreed, it’s on!”

>>4487971
>”Agreed, it’s on!”
Either we win and get food or we lose get to spring our trap status. Win-Win

>>4487971
>>”Agreed, it’s on!”

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>>4487984
>>4487991
>>4487998
It's a green light.

>Roll 3d10, Bo3 to kick his ass. DC 17, he isn't suspecting anything, crit 26. Offense (3) may replace lowest die of each roll.

Rolled 7 (1d10)

>>4488003

Rolled 7, 1, 8 = 16 (3d10)

>>4488003

Rolled 2, 4, 4 = 10 (3d10)

>>4488003

Rolled 9, 9, 10 = 28 (3d10)

>>4488008
oops.

>>4488016
BIG DAMAGE

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>>4488013
>>4488014
>>4488016
Somebody's getting their shit slapped real hard tonight.
>Writing
>Also last update for today

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“Deal, you’re on!” you say as you walk over to the other side of the courtyard.

The wind picks up a little, and your wide sleeves and hakama flow lightly in the air, along with your black hair.

The shinigami looks wary, but looks way too relaxed. He’s clearly underestimating you.

“Ichida Jiro,” he declares his name.

“Koharu,” you declare yours, waiting for him to make the first move.

Finally, his patience gives out, and he charges at you on foot, without shunpo. He’s slow, painfully slow at that compared to the abuse you’ve endured with Kisuke’s training. For now you just focus on sensing him and avoiding his hits while giving him a smug look.

He gets clearly annoyed by this and starts to raise his speed, intensity and power.

Jiro opted to not use hakuda at first, but now his attacks are all clad with it. A single hit would definitely obliterate a chunk out of your body, but as long as they don’t hit, it’s nothing.

His hits continue to miss, while you on the other hand begin sensing something more than just his presence. You sense something beyond it, and you feel his pure intentions. You feel his punch right at the moment that he decides to execute it, before any movement is even done. With such an advantage at your disposal, he can’t do anything without you knowing about it. At least, not without something to hide his intentions.

“Grrr, just… stand.. still!” he shouts.

Instead, you decide to go on the offensive and plant a firm kick into his gut, powered by hakuda, sending him flying off into the opposite wall, breaking the wooden dummy on its way. There’s noticeable cracks in the wall where he’s embedded, but to his credit, he dislodges himself out of it quite fast.

With a crack of his neck, he now looks at you with pure bloodlust.

“Alright you lil’ bitch, you want a piece of me? I’ll give ya a piece of me!”

>1/3

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Jiro launches himself now with shunpo and the fight turns into a game of cat and mouse. Jiro is by no means bad or an amateur, his technique is very good. It’s just that he doesn’t know that you can sense his intent, and as such you can mostly counter him perfectly, shunpo for shunpo, punch for punch, kick for kick. Each feint and attack, you dodge and block correctly, and it’s driving him mad.

Some other shinigami have now arrived to find out what the commotion is all about, and stopped to watch the match.

“4th seat!” one of them shouted to him.

“STAY THE FUCK OUT OF THIS OR I’LL RIP YOUR HEAD OFF!” Jiro shouts back to them.

You take some grazed hits from him, which still give you sizable wounds, but he’s much worse off than you. You’ve repeatedly damaged his arms and legs and he should be running into problems any second now.

Finally, a full-on straight kick to his chest is the straw that breaks the camel’s back, and he falls down, struggling to get up.

You breathe heavily, having overexerted yourself, and drop to your knees yourself.

The shinigami are all murmuring amongst themselves.

“Who is that?”

“Did she really just beat the 4th seat of the 11th?”

“I can’t believe he lost!”

Jiro looks like he’s boiling with anger and about to make a final push against you, but to your surprise, he takes a deep breath and…

Starts laughing.

>2/3

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“HAHAHAHAHA! Well I wasn’t fucking expecting this on an otherwise boring day. A god damn nobody showing up and handing me my ass.”

You blink a few times, completely confused at the change of attitude. Did… did you hit his head too hard?

“A deal’s a deal. Oi, toilet-unclogger, bring a week’s worth of rations!”

A short, wimpy-looking boy in the crowd comes forth and protests. It’s the same one you saw working on the supplies and storage.

“B-But sir, it’s ou-”

“Did I fucking stutter?!”

With that, the boy scurries off.

“Shit, you made my body hurt real good,” he says, trying to stretch his injured limbs.

“Erm… thank you?” you respond to what you assume is a compliment.

“Koharu, eh? For a girl, you fight well. My Captain would probably like ya.”

“I’ll tell you what. You want more food? Come fight me again. It’s been way too fucking long since there’s been anyone with a good fight in them around these parts.”

You sort of don’t feel like you’d want to go through this trouble again, but on the other hand… this guy might be a useful training dummy.

“I’ll consider it, Jiro-san,” you respond, calming your breathing.

“And drop the fucking honorifics, you twat.”

“...Okay, Jiro,” you gulp.

The boy that Jiro called ‘toilet-unclogger’ appeared with a sack, and put it near you. Taking a look at him you wonder how he’s a shinigami at all, but well, you guess every institution has flukes.

“Now get the fuck out of our property.”

>3/3

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That’s it for today, hope you enjoyed it. We’ll continue tomorrow, same time, 14:00 UTC.

Stay tuned, good night!

>>4488074
Quite good quite good
I think that left a good impression!

So we’re on our way to joining the 11th division of all things?

>>4488112
Nobody said anything about joining the meatheads, bad fit anyways.

>>4488112
Koharu is pretty manly for a trap so I’d be in favor of that

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>>4488112
>Joining 11th
It's still way too early for division assignment, since that happens anyway at the Shin'o academy, or in rare cases, when a captain directly picks somebody up from elsewhere.

There'll be quite a few chances to meet lieutenants and captains of most divisions once you get to the academy, I want to give you enough room to choose the division you'd like.

Continuing today at 14:00 UTC, so roughly in 5 hours and 40min!

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With the sack of rations in your lap, you made it back to your smelly shack with a quick series of shunpo. Right away you decide to eat before going to sleep.

The rations aren’t anything special, standard rice, dried seaweed and other stuff that doesn’t easily perish.

Whatever, it doesn’t look like you really need diverse food, just some to replenish your used reiryoku.

Before you left, the wimpy shinigami gave you a small healing salve, put in a piece of cloth and tied with string. You remember only at this point that you have some small holes in your clothes now, mostly at the sides, near your lower ribs, where Jiro managed to graze you. You partially undress your kosode, revealing your effeminate body with the wounds. You mentally thank the shinigami that you were quick to dismiss as a fluke, and apply the healing salve to your injuries. It stings, but you’re sure that it will help.

The night goes quietly and you do have a partially pleasant sleep in your new bed, despite its huge difference in comfort compared to your old bed in Osaka. The biggest problem you have in the morning comes actually from the outside.

Namely, some asshole is banging at your door and shouting outside for you to come out.

“Come out, we know you’re there! And hand over the sack!”

It’s only your second day in Soul Society, can’t the afterlife give you a break?

You groan as you get up. As you fix your clothing, you notice that most of your wounds are almost closed. As much as you are amazed, you have another thing currently demanding your attention.

>1/2

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You slowly slide open the wooden door, putting a hand in front of you to shield from the sunlight as your eyes adjust to look at the idiots who have come to rob you. They all appear to be just normal souls, given that you don’t exactly register them with your reikaku. The one who appears to be the leader has a faint signature, but ultimately insignificant.

“Took you long enough, woman! Now hand over the food!”

“Who are you?” you ask.

The man grins. “We’re the Sugita Bandits! And I’m their leader… Sugita!”

“Now are you deaf? I said hand it over!”

This guy…

>2/2

>”No,” and close the door.
>”Why don’t you try and take the food, and see what happens?”
>”If you really need it, I can share.”
>Other?

>>4488771
>No,” and close the door.

>>4488771
>”No,” and close the door.

>>4488771
>>”No,” and close the door.

>>4488771
>”No,” and close the door.
Caught up, interested to see where this goes

>>4488771
>>”No,” and close the door.

>>4488771
>”No,” and close the door.

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>>4488774
>>4488775
>>4488776
>>4488777
>>4488778
>>4488781
>mfw all these (you)'s
Welcome aboard!

>Writing

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“No.”

You close the door, sigh, and sit down around the center of the room. It’s way too early for this kind of shit and you haven’t even had breakfast yet. The nerve of some people…

There’s clearly a moment of confusion outside as you hear some murmurs.

“What now?”

“This wasn’t supposed to happen!”

“Do we just leave?”

Unfortunately, they don’t really leave, and instead the guy calling himself Sugita instead kicks loose your front door.

“YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST DO THAT?” he shouts, clearly irritated.

God damn it, you’ve only been here one night and you need to do repairs already?

You turn your head to look behind at this fool, face filled with annoyance.

A month ago you would’ve pissed yourself in this situation, but you’ve seen and fought far worse.

“That’s rude. Weren’t you ever taught manners? What kind of example do you want to give your men?”

The gang behind Sugita look at each other and surprisingly begin nodding.

“True, I mean..”

“We’re bandits, yeah, but not barbarians…”

Sugita gets even more pissed and tells his gang to shut up.

“That’s it, bitch, I’ll give you ONE more chance to hand over the food, and we’ll leave you alone! You DON’T want to know what we’d do to you if you refuse!”

Well, it’s clear this situation won’t go anywhere unless something is done.

>Guess you’ll have to make an example out of this guy. (“Fight”)
>Try to resolve this peacefully. You’re not here to make enemies. (Diplomacy)
>This might be an opportunity to test something. Try to use Hanran on him. (Mind-control)
>Other?

Write-ins encouraged for specifics.

>>4488797
>This might be an opportunity to test something. Try to use Hanran on him. (Mind-control)

>>4488797
>This might be an opportunity to test something. Try to use Hanran on him. (Mind-control)
Being a bandit is a forfeiture of human rights.

>>4488797
>>This might be an opportunity to test something. Try to use Hanran on him. (Mind-control)

>>4488797
>This might be an opportunity to test something. Try to use Hanran on him. (Mind-control)
Maybe we can make him yield to us, make him our bitch or something.

>>4488802
>>4488810
>>4488811
>>4488816
Looks like a consensus to me.

>Roll 3d10, Bo3, DC 18 to get it somewhat right, crit 27 to learn how to apply it to souls. Mental (6) stat may replace lowest die.

Rolled 1, 9, 5 = 15 (3d10)

>>4488821
mind bullets!

Rolled 9, 9, 8 = 26 (3d10)

>>4488821
Incoming mindfuck

Rolled 1, 10, 7 = 18 (3d10)

>>4488821

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>>4488823
>15(20)
>>4488824
>26
>>4488825
>18(23)

Dear god, almost a crit, I feel a bit bad now.
It would of unlocked some very nice shenanigans for you

>Writing

>>4488829
How many almost crits are we up to now?
4? 5? 36?

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You rise up from your sitting position with a sigh, thinking your options through. You could just send this guy flying out of here with a single kick, since he has almost no reiatsu. You could try talking to him, but he doesn’t look like a guy who’d listen or consider anything that isn’t his own opinion or decision.

No, instead you decide to use this situation to put something to a test: one of your powers, Kikanjōteki Hanran. So far you’ve only ever used it on hollows with varying degrees of success. Weaker hollows completely submitted to you, while one specific hollow became absolutely obsessed with you.

In short, this can go either very well, or very bad. You hope it’ll be the former.

“Listen here you little shit,” you begin, drawing that familiar purple power from deep within, now associated with your feeling of anger. Your eyes turn purple, and reiatsu begins to leak from your body, no doubt making the ordinary souls behind Sugita partially suffocate.

Now that you think about it, maybe just flaring your reiatsu would’ve been enough.

But not today.

Sugita remains firm, but you can sense his fear and doubt creeping in as he starts sweating. That’s when you direct your power at him, flooding him with emotional turmoil.

“Here I was, having a good rest. My first ever night in the afterlife! And you just had to screw it up!”

You keep talking as you take some steps closer to him. Although he has a sword drawn, he can’t do anything at all.

You’re right in front of him as you continue.

“Now you’re in deep shit, along with the others you brought with you. All of your lives are right… here… between my fingers.”

You raise your hand as if to demonstrate, and pat his cheek.

With direct contact, you get a better feel of his mind, but it’s clear that he’s resisting. Something about having a working mind, no matter how stupid, makes it harder for you to use Hanran. This confirms your suspicions that Hanran requires the mind to be in a state of turmoil or driven by pure instinct.

Like hollows.

You break off your ability and stop the reiatsu, and right away Sugita drops to his knee, with his sword clattering to the ground, and his gang behind him do their best to help each other stay up.

“Now, get out of my house,” you say and kick Sugita right in the gut, sending him flying some ten meters out. His gang splits like the sea before Moses, leaving only dirt and gravel as cushion for him.

“Now then!” you give them a cheerful fake smile, “How about you tell me who you are?”

The men all begin to sweat.

>1/2

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As you talk with some of them, it appears that they are all just average people from this district and those around it. They got sick of being poor and having no food or even water, so they joined Sugita’s gang in hopes of a better life.

One of them joined just in the hopes of getting reunited with his wife from his life.

“Please… we don’t really want to hurt anyone,” one of them says.

“We just… want a peaceful afterlife.”

You do understand that very well, there’s no doubt they all feel this place sucks. The shinigami don’t exactly do anything to make it better.

“Please, if you can… could you spare some food for us?” another one begs. Soon, all of them are on their knees in front of you. Other Rukongai denizens look from further away, watching the commotion.

Looks like whatever you choose to do here will be seen by many. And you already know that word travels fast.

>2/2

>Pity them and give them food. (How much?)
>Give them food in exchange for something. (What?)
>Refuse. You need it yourself.
>Other?

>Going from shaking me down to begging? That’s just sad.
>It’s like she was looking at walking garbage.png
>I was planning on going foraging in the Wailing forest soon, why don’t you lads tell me which plants are good to eat? After I’m done I could compensate you for your help. And if you want to come with, you can keep whatever you find. I’ll deal with the hollows.

>>4488868
Supporting this.

>>4488861
>Are you actually hungry?

>>4488870
This is also a good point, they all had weak reiatsu lol

>>4488861
>“We just… want a peaceful afterlife.”
>he says after breaking into the home of someone he has never met and threatening violence

Honestly they can fuck off but
>>4488868
Supporting

>>4488868
+1
They're dicks but as long as they're willing to be useful they can eat.

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>>4488868
>>4488869
>>4488870
>>4488871
>>4488872
>>4488875
>Writing

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>https://audius.co/qmtrippy/04-oh-so-tired-93770

Your eye twitches. If you’d be in their place, it could’ve maybe been excused, given that you can actually feel hunger.

“You guys… you aren’t serious, are you?”

The men raise up their heads in confusion.

“Peaceful afterlife? You’re goddamn adults, if you’d really mean that you wouldn’t be openly robbing people like this, would you?”

“And why do you even need food? As far as I know you don’t feel any hunger!”

“W-Well,” one of them starts, scratching his cheek, “do you know how it feels to have not tasted anything in days?! To live a boring, monotonous life with nothing ever changing?!”

Ah, so that’s what it’s all about. Boredom. You pinch your nose.

“Look, you wouldn’t feel nice if somebody robbed you, so don’t go about doing that to others.”

“But what can we do if the shinigami take everything?” one of them asks in response.

You groan audibly. This is like arguing with children.

“Okay, I’ll give you a choice. I was planning on going foraging in the Wailing Forest, see what’s edible and not. You can keep whatever you find.”

“Or, you can piss off, and hope to never see me ever again. And if I do catch you doing this shit again, I won’t let you off the hook with a simple scolding.”

“B-But hollows lurk in the forest!” one of them exclaims.

“Leave them to me, and I’ll deal with them. So, are you going to take a risk? Or are you going to just go back to the grey life you praised so much?”

>1/2

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In the end, about 8 of them join you, while the rest decide to just go back to doing nothing. Out of those eight, the man who said to be searching for his wife looks like he has the most determination, which you understand. Him searching for her makes you wonder if you’ll find Tokiko-chan, the little girl who was sent here to Soul Society weeks before you.

Sugita gets up by then and is clearly terrified of you, but has enough courage to not just run away. He clearly despises you for breaking his little gang where he was the center of attention, but can’t act on those emotions.

“You’re coming with us, you don’t get a choice. That’s for damaging my house.”

He tries to protest, but a single stern look is enough to reign him in.

The trip to the Wailing Forest is slow as you are going by foot, and you have to endure some of their whining. Half of it is ‘I’m tired’ and the other half is ‘are we there yet’. You’re ready to just dump them here and now, but contain your urges.

Finally you reach the edge of the forest, and you see immediately why people are terrified of it and avoid it. It reeks of hollow reiatsu and the thick foliage deeper in blocks out most of the sunlight.

“Well, let’s go!” you say and begin walking in. Your followers do so reluctantly, with Sugita last, with a failed attempt to flee.

The further you go in, the more you hear weird, creepy sounds among the fluttering of leaves in the wind.

It sounds like many wailing voices.

>2/2

>Roll 3d10, Bo3, DC 15, crit 25, to go about the forest.

Rolled 6, 7, 2 = 15 (3d10)

>>4488891
Ha, bitches

Rolled 6, 3, 9 = 18 (3d10)

>>4488893

Bunch of hypocrites, wanting a peaceful life but willing to rob and steal out of boredom

Rolled 8, 5, 1 = 14 (3d10)

>>4488891
I was thinking the approach should be to try to sense hollows before going into the forest, then avoiding wherever they are. Can we do that before we go too deep inside? Prefer the escort-mission not be any more difficult than it needs to be.

Rolled 17, 5, 1 = 23 (3d20)

>>4488891

Rolled 10, 5, 4 = 19 (3d10)

>>4488891

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>>4488893
>>4488895
>>4488901
It's a success.

>>4488901
Now that you've posted about it, you can.
I was going to sort of write it like that anyway, since Koharu's reikaku is really good.

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You lead your merry band of foragers further on, while looking around for any berries, mushrooms, fruits.

The ambient reiatsu coming from deeper in the forest is faint, but enough to obscure the reiatsu of specific hollow.

That is, for those with a worse reikaku than you.

The bits of the forest close to the edge are fairly safe you reckon, since there’s both sunlight and the shinigami would probably come to help out if they’d sense hollows. The flora here is quite different from the real world, even if it somewhat resembles the real trees and bushes. Your reikaku shows you that they have slightly less reiryoku than the food you’ve eaten so far, but once you find actual fruit, you hit gold.

They don’t resemble much anything from the realm of the living and they come in various shapes and colors, mostly between red and purple. They’re rich in reiryoku and delicious.

You instruct your ‘followers’ to collect these fruits as much as they can find and carry. There’s not much fruit that they can easily reach this close to the edge. You conclude that there should be more of them deeper in the forest, but that means hollows.

You walk around the edge, making sure no hollows come your way, and have them try out the different fruit.

Fortunately, all of them are edible so far. Good thing you brought them to taste this stuff first.

Still, just going around the forest won’t satiate your curiosity about this place. You haven’t seen much forest anywhere in Soul Society yet, much less fruit. And why is this place reeking of hollow reiatsu?

>Stick with these guys, you can explore it another time.
>Tell them to leave with what they’ve found and head deeper in.
>Other?

>>4488923
>Tell them to leave with what they’ve found and head deeper in.

>>4488923
>Tell them to leave with what they’ve found and head deeper in.

>>4488923
>Tell them to leave with what they’ve found and head deeper in.

>>4488923
>>Tell them to leave with what they’ve found and head deeper in.

>>4488923
>Tell them to leave with what they’ve found and head deeper in.

>>4488925
>>4488926
>>4488933
>>4488936
>>4488938
Unanimous decision.

>Roll 1d100 for encounter. Taking the middle result of 3 rolls. (so if 24, 84 and 34 is rolled, 34 will be chosen.)
Higher means more danger but also more interesting shit

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>4488943

Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>4488943

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>4488943

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>>4488944
>>4488945
>>4488947
>45

>Writing

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“You should go now,” you tell the men. “And Sugita, if you don’t repair my door by the time I’m back… you don’t want to know what will happen.”

Sugita gulps and nods, before heading out of the forest with the 8 guys of his hopefully former gang.

Now you are left alone, and the entirety of the forest to yourself. You focus a little more on the reiatsu coming from the depth of the forest. It’s like it’s calling you to follow it. This feels like a trap, but well, so do you.

>https://audius.co/qmtrippy/12-a-requiem-93809

The forest grows ever higher, its foliage thicker, obscuring the last of the sunlight that otherwise lit the edges of the forest. It’s not pitch black, but dark enough that you have to heavily rely on your reikaku to even keep track of direction, using Fort Tateyako and Saitentera and the combined spiritual presences of their residents. That said, the hollow reiatsu is stronger now and is interfering with your senses. It’s not particularly strong, but you’d describe it as thick.

You almost bump into a hollow while distracted, which seems to have sensed you as well. Fortunately for you, you manage to stay one step ahead of it, and the hollow seems to lose your trail.

While shaking the hollow off, you end up in an odd glade, surrounded by plants on which purple berries grow, resembling blackberries of the living realm. Normally you’d not pay them much interest, given the fruit you’ve already seen, but these berries have one, very distinct difference.

They contain reiryoku similar to hollows

These plants… if your instincts are correct, they are hollow.

What the fuck. How does that even make sense?

>Leave them be, and go on. You can come take samples when you leave.
>Take a risk and take a careful bite.
>Throw caution into the wind and eat one whole.
>Other?

>>4488975
>Take a risk and take a careful bite.

>>4488975
>>Other?
Take some and bail. Hollow territory is not a good place to experiment with strange plants.

>>4488975
>>4488985
I'm thinking the same. Should just take the samples now and move on.

>>4488975
>>4488985
>>4488986
Yeah agreed. +1

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>>4488979
>>4488985
>>4488986
>>4488992
Oh boy. This'll be interesting.

>Roll 3d10, Bo3, DC 17 to navigate out of the forest and avoid hollows.

Rolled 9, 10, 9 = 28 (3d10)

>>4489000

Rolled 1, 3, 7 = 11 (3d10)

>>4489000

>>4489001
Oh well I shouldn't have bothered

Rolled 7, 7, 9 = 23 (3d10)

>>4489000

>>4489001
Oh man, this couldve been a crit.

Rolled 10, 2, 9 = 21 (3d10)

>>4489000

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>>4489001
>>4489004
>>4489008
>28
Well, I can throw in a small bonus in for this valiant roll.

>Writing

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This forest clearly holds many secrets to be discovered, and you fear that going deeper will only give you trouble. As such, you decide to take some samples of these weird purple berries and retreat.

Your presence, as much as you tried to be discreet, has stirred some hollows in the forest. They try to find you, but thankfully your accurate reikaku and shunpo allow you to avoid them. The small glimpses that you get of them, they are all some sort of plant or bug based hollows.

As you hide in the bushes to catch your breath, you notice something clinging to your wide sleeve.

It’s a lizard.

A small one.

And it has a hollow hole.

You look at it as it tries to bite at your arm without effort from within the sleeve, but it’s completely harmless, not leaving any marks on you even.

The more you look at it, the more cute it looks.

What surprises you the most, is that while it looks terrified for a moment, the lizard relaxes in your hands, poking its mask at them, and then looking at you.

You don’t… sense anything bad from it. There is a very faint hunger there, but otherwise, it’s not unlike a normal animal soul.

But what to do with this one?

>Keep it, take it to the shack. It’s your pet now. (Optional: name)
>Leave it in the forest. You don’t think it’s wise to take it with you.
>Other?

>>4489033
>>Leave it in the forest. You don’t think it’s wise to take it with you.
Just incase it's strong enough to take out any weaker souls.

>>4489033
>Keep it, take it to the shack. It’s your pet now.

>>4489033
>>Keep it, take it to the shack. It’s your pet now. (Optional: name)
Don't know what to name it but if we do keep it we need to mind dominate it to keep it under control.

>>4489033
>Leave it in the forest. You don’t think it’s wise to take it with you.
>Other: See if he's interested in nibbling a hollow-berry before setting him down..
He's cute, but I don't want rumors spreading. Sorry little buddy.

>Keep it. Feed it some chips, give it a bath and hugs
I don't know what to name it. Part of me wants to call it Wiggles but I want it to have a unique name
Bitey maybe?

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>>4489038
>>4489039
>>4489040
>>4489041
>>4489045
Looks like you're gonna keep it, but with lots of caution.

>>4489045
>Wiggles
I wouldn't dare. Clearly this is not the Captain.

>Writing

>>4489052
Captain Wiggles???

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You take a moment to think this through. This is clearly a hollow, but so weak that you barely register it with your reikaku, even though it’s right there, on your palm. It probably can’t do anything to anyone, which makes you wonder how it is even able to exist, or was able to survive living with other hollows.

A question to be answered another time.

But you still have to figure out what to do with this one. It’s still trying to nab at your fingers.

“Stop biting you bitey.. thing,” you mumble. It does give you an idea though. You take out one of the purple berries and offer it to the lizard. It starts to happily munch on it. What’s most extraordinary, you feel it’s faint hunger disappear.

“D-Did I just find a hollow that is.. vegetarian?” you blink.

You shake your head as more questions pop up in your head. You decide to take the little guy with you for now, putting him in your wide sleeve where you first found him, and proceed to take some flash steps to get back ‘home’.

To your amazement, Sugita actually delivers and your door is replaced. You are about to go in, but you realize you should get some sort of cage or habitat for your little pet, so that it doesn’t escape and cause panic in the district. After some scavenging, you find some materials that you can use and make a primitive cage for the guy.

“There you go. Sorry lil bud, but I can’t have you run around. People will get scared, you know.”

The lizard just looks at you with a tilted head.

“Yeah, of course you can’t understand me. I’m silly.”

Well, you’re home now. You could rest and take the rest of the day off, or you could still do something.

>Rest now and keep an eye on the lizard.
>Look into the ‘hollowish’ berries. (Eat it?)
>Go find old man Ryōzō. Maybe he knows something about the forest.
>Other?

>>4489067
>Look into the ‘hollowish’ berries.
>Taste, then eat if ok

>>4489067
>Rest now and keep an eye on the lizard. Try using Senzen on it

>>4489067
>>Look into the ‘hollowish’ berries. (Eat it?)

>Look into the ‘hollowish’ berries.
>Don't eat it. Smell it, rub it to exposed skin then lips. If no reaction happens take a very small bite

>>4489073
>>4489074
>>4489076
>>4489077
>Writing

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You sigh and decide to stay at the shack for now. It’ll be nice to have some peace and quiet for once, and you have enough rations from the shinigami to just sit tight for at least a week, if the shinigami did as promised.

You’ve put the berries so far in a small bowl, taking one between your fingers to just look at it. At the same time you look at your new pet, watching him poke around the cage. After a moment of watching him struggle with it, you sigh, and take him out of it, and put him on your lap.

“So this is what you eat, huh?” you wonder aloud.

The lizard pokes around your hakama for a bit, and then curls itself to rest on your lap.

Something is nagging you at the back of your head though, but you can’t exactly put a finger on it. You do have a suspicion though in general on what’s bugging you.

Soul society being a weird version of feudal Japan. A forest with plantlife that feels like hollows. And now, a small hollow that isn’t mercilessly attacking you on sight.

Something doesn’t add up based on the picture you had before coming here.

You shake your head for now and look again at the purple berry. You bring it close to your nose to smell it. Half of you feels like it’s disgusting, while the other half feels like it’s juicy. You squish a part of it between your fingertips and rub it around them, some on your wrist as well. It tingles a bit, but nothing that different from an ordinary berry rubbed on your skin.

Bringing those fingertips to your lips, you feel the squished berry on them, even tasting it a little. It’s still nothing special, but that split feeling of disgust and ecstasy is stronger.

Finally you dare to take a small bit of it on your tongue and let it melt there.

That’s when you feel something kick in.

>1/2

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Your vision blurs a little bit and your sense of touch grows a little numb. In contrast, your emotions suddenly burst in strength, and you find yourself struggling to keep various urges in control. One of them being going outside and unleashing the deep power within you, the source you use with your Hanran ability.

The feelings of disgust quickly fade away as only ecstasy remains.

You are feeling REALLY good right now, like you could take on the world.

Shit, this ain’t good.

Even the lizard turns to look at you, as if sensing the stirring chaos within you.

>2/2

>Just try to remain still and calm down. Meditate.
>You have to go somewhere and just unleash whatever is stirring. (Where?)
>Other?

>>4489107
>You have to go somewhere and just unleash whatever is stirring. Back to the forest

>>4489107
>Just try to remain still and calm down. Meditate.
Deer-sama tasukete

This isn't much to go on. If it's just a general sense of ecstasy then
>Ride the lightning. Go out and start a party until it subsides

>>4489107
>>You have to go somewhere and just unleash whatever is stirring. (Where?)
best go where there's no people. like the forest or just into the wasteland.

>>4489107
>Just try to remain still and calm down. Meditate.

>>4489107
>You have to go somewhere and just unleash whatever is stirring. Back to the forest

>>4489115
>>4489116
>>4489124
>>4489126
>>4489128
>>4489146
Looks like operation forest mayhem is a go. Oh boy.

>Roll 3d10, Bo3, DC 20, crit 27 to stay in control. Mental (6) stat may replace lowest die.

Rolled 1, 1, 9 = 11 (3d10)

Satan guide our cock!

Rolled 8, 2, 4 = 14 (3d10)

>>4489150

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

>>4489150
The DC is pretty high, have a bad feeling about this

>>4489157
whew just barely

>>4489157
Even though I'm happy I rolled a 9/11 I'm still glad you saved us

>>4489152
>11(16)
>>4489155
>14(18)
>>4489157
>16(20)

Last second save.
>Writing

>>4489115
>>4489124
>>4489126
Fuckin why guys, we are gonna end up a hollow if we keep up doing reckless shit first the principal now hollow fruit juice
>>4489157
Of course the DC is high we are gonna draw so much of the wrong fucking attention now, dear god how did urahara wanted us as a spy with how retarded we are acting, welp i will hope the dice gods are merciful and take a drink and laugh when shit goes wrong because of anons being anons

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You have to get out of here, and you have to do it fast. You leave the little lizard in the makeshift cage and shunpo the hell away from there in the direction of the forest. If what you feel is correct, you don’t want to be around anyone when you can’t hold back this sudden surge of urges and power.

The closer you get to the forest, the ambient hollow reiatsu feels ever more enticing and irresistible. You stop in your tracks just barely keeping control, and let loose the reiatsu building up inside of you. A dark purple aura surrounds you as you let your powerlust take over. Who knew that just letting out all this power would feel so good, so liberating?

You can feel the hollow signatures flaring around you in response to your reiatsu, they all lock onto you and are moving towards you. You can’t sense things too well right now, but you don’t care. Whatever comes, you’ll dominate the shit out of them.

The first victim is a huge ant-like hollow that charges at you. It’s clearly strong, but slow compared to you. Once you connect a kick with the middle of its segmented body, it tumbles on its feet. But by then, the connection has been made: Your powerful urge overrides the will of the hollow, and it starts squirming, shrieking into the darkness.

The more power you use, the hazier your senses become, and as more hollows appear, your senses give out, and your mind drifts into darkness.

>1/3

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Did you pass out?

What happened with the hollows?

You’re not dead, are you?

These questions keep your mind afloat, and finally you open your eyes to see a dark sky. Looking around, you find a familiar scene: You are on an island, surrounded by water, which appears to be a lake surrounded by a forest. Behind you, at the center of this island, is a tree stump. Unlike last time, there’s only darkness right now.

“Hello?” you speak into the darkness. You can still see, but barely, and mostly in shades of grey, with a slight blue hue.

You hear snickering all around you, and then hundreds of bats flying out from the trees surrounding the lake, filling the air with sounds of wing flapping and screeching.

“Oh how I’ve waited for this day…” you hear a feminine voice from somewhere. You keep turning your head around to find the source, but there’s just… nothing.

“Here I was biding my time, but then you actually went ahead and gave me what I needed,” you hear the voice again right beside your left ear. Again when you turn to look, there’s nothing there.

You feel like some small critters are crawling around your body, making you very uncomfortable, and afraid.

“Who are you?! Show yourself..!” you shout, crawling backwards towards the stump.

“Over here,” the voice laughs, prompting you to look behind you over the stump. You slowly turn back to face forwards, and that’s when you see her face.

“Boo.”

>2/3

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You scream in terror as you see a pale face, adorned by black, chitinous material. Her eyes are purple, surrounded by black sclera. She’s extremely close to your face, and you feel powerless to do anything.

“Welcome to my world, Ko~ ha~ ru~” she chimes.

“W-W-Who are you?!” you demand. The spider-like woman looks hurt.

“You’ve kept calling for my help, used my power, and you still don’t know my name? I’m hurt! I really am!” she pouts, before using the extra claw-like limbs sprouting from her back to attack you, but missing just barely all around your head and body.

“But not as hurt as I’ve felt being STUCK in PATHETIC human bodies for CENTURIES!” she screams into your face.

“And now my ticket out is right in front of me," she says, and licks her fingers. "Devouring your soul will be oh so satisfying."

Your eyes widen as you realize what she's about to do, and you scream out in terror.

>3/3

>Roll 3d10 to resist, Bo4 this time. DC 18. No bonuses.

Rolled 4, 4, 9 = 17 (3d10)

>>4489219
Eat her.

Rolled 7, 4, 2 = 13 (3d10)

>>4489219
Oh shit HELP

>>4489223
Damn, so close to delicious spider.

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Rolled 10, 3, 9 = 22 (3d10)

>>4489219
This can end really badly...

>>4489230
Also if possible I would like to seduce the spooder

>>4489198
Sometimes you have to nut up and ride the tiger anon.

>>4489240
We need one more roll friend, maybe we will get an even higher result.

Rolled 8, 7, 8 = 23 (3d10)

>>4489219

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>>4489223
>>4489227
>>4489230
>>4489245

You survive. Probably.

>Writing

>>4489248
Is this round one of fight your inner hollow/demon?

>>4489251
This is less of an inner demon and more of an actual demon.

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You dig deep inside yourself in search for… anything, to release you from this paralysis of fear. The panic you feel in this moment is overwhelming, as the spider-like woman in front of you opens up her mouth to reveal a set of deadly sharp fangs.

“P-Please, n-no..!” you whisper as tears form at the corners of your eyes.

Yet you can’t seem to stop the impending doom. It is at this point that you realize just how much you are afraid of death.

“H-Help..” you whisper. But nothing comes.

“Help..!” you scream.

The water around the island ripples and the sky begins to brighten a little, as you begin to feel a faint thread of hope and peace in your heart.

“No, no, no..!” the spider woman screams, trying to take a bite off of you, but a wind that has picked up is pushing her away from you. The sky turns to a dawn, and finally you see color return to this place. Turning to look behind you, you see brilliantly glowing in white and green, the silhouette of a stag, walking on the surface of the water towards you.

“Fuck you, you piss excuse for a deer, I’ll fucking cut off your antlers one day!” the spider woman screams as she’s on the surface of the water, pushed away by the wind and light.

“And fuck you, you useless human!” And with that, the spider disappears into the dark parts of the forest.

You breathe a sigh of relief as you let your tears flow freely. Not even the fear you felt when you encountered your first hollow can compare to what you felt here right now. It was like your mind was being torn apart, piece by piece, and you couldn’t do anything about it.

“Easy there, Koharu,” a gentle voice calls out to you. You feel a hand on your shoulder, but you barely register it from the exhaustion you feel.

“Everything’s going to be alright…. Trust me, Koharu. Trust me.”

You manage to turn your head just enough to take a look at the face of the person who’s talking to you. A human…? A deer? No, something in between.

>1/2

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“Who are you?” you barely whisper as the stag-human comes around and sits near you in seiza.

“Somebody you can trust… and somebody who cares for your wellbeing,” he replies. You definitely feel very comfortable with him near you, like a protecting angel.

“You need to rest now. You’re still not safe…”

Your mind keeps getting more and more hazy, and you remember the fact that you were in the Wailing Forest just before you found yourself in this place.

“Where am I?”

The stag-human sighs. “So many questions. This is your inner world. Your mind.”

It sounds confusing, but you don’t have the energy to keep on asking.

You finally close your eyes, and the scenery around you seems to fade away.

Yet the calm, peaceful presence of the stag remains.

>2/2

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And that’s it for this session. I’m getting tired and I’ve got work tomorrow, so I’ll wrap it up here. Thanks for participating, I’m real glad to have you all playing and reading.

As always I’ll be around to read and answer comments, questions, feedback and anything else.

You got your first look at the two entities within the mind of Koharu. The spider and the stag.

Next session will be next weekend, 14:00 UTC most likely as always, but I’ll write on twitter and maybe here too. Stay tuned!

>>4489295
Night Trippy, thanks for the run.

Damn I missed the session
>>4489295
Night Trippy, what was bussy threat level this time?

>>4489334
>B-threat level
>A high 8
A forest filled with hollows and magical hollow berries might not be very safe. That, and spooder lady.

So I guess going forward Koharu's going to have a Dr. Jekyll/Incredible Hulk complex? Keeping emotions carefully controlled (and not eating random hollow reiatsu) should seal spooder-yokai away well enough. Maybe we can spend the next day just meditating and using the Senzen power outside of combat, to train it so it hopefully decreases the stamina drain some.
>Please don't make me angry. You won't like me when I'm angry.
Also character sheet updates incoming at some point?

>>4489386
There has to be some catch with Senzen to make the other power a worthwhile choice despite the danger of a very angry spider lady eating our soul

>>4489198
Hollow corruption in the soul society sounds exactly like the kind of shit Urahara would want us to look into
I don't know but when I hear 'garden for growing hollows' I feel Mr Keikaku breathing down my neck
And besides we're fiiiiine! Our bussy and peepee got out unscathed

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>>4489386
>Dr. Jekyll/Incredible Hulk complex
Kind of. The two powers are directly linked to the spider and stag, and they are strongly associated with specific feelings for Koharu. So using those powers or getting into the same mood as the two will make it easier for that respective part of Koharu to influence him.

>sheet updates
I'll do them this week, probably today and tomorrow.

>>4489386
>>4489453
>Senzen
It's definitely something I recommend to look into, if anything just to balance out how much you've used Hanran so far.
Using them at the same time will require lots of work, but a certain item might help with that.

>4489198
>>4489781
>Keikaku
I mean, do we really know just how much 4D chess they are actually playing?
Since when were you under the impression that you were not supposed to eat the hollow berries?

>>4489386
Character sheets and social links have both been updated!

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>>4490383
Delicious

Hell, i have a feeling we'll be one of those dual-Zanpakuto folks now.

I wonder what Koharu will wake up to. Best case scenario he'll be alone in a field outside the forest and won't need to explain what just happened to anyone.

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>>4490466
Glad you like it.

>>4491979
Let's just say that it's sort of in the open what exactly it'll be. There's one big decision that will affect that once you get an Asauchi.

>>4493177
Do you think it'll be that easy?
I haven't decided yet, but I might have you guys roll for it, unless I get some brilliant idea.

>>4493213
Rukongai
Looking like a drunk clubgirl
Surrounded by men
Either in front of a tavern or a bathhouse. This is non-negotiable

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>>4493978
By Allah, behave yourself

>>4493978
>not waking up with a sore bum and a series of tally marks on his thigh
poor

>>4493978
Yes, this. Unironically.

>>4493213
I don't care as long as it's funny or dangerous
More concerned about the shiggy diggies and where we'll inevitably end up in the meatgrinder

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>>4493978
>>4494289
>>4494318
>>4494374
>>4494419
No lewding
But something socially awkward and funny most likely. This gives me some fun ideas.

Also fuck this work week, I forgot to give next session time.
>Continuing tomorrow at 14:00 UTC as usual

>>4494442
Fuck.
By this I mean Saturday.
have mercy on me soul pls

>>4494491
Save your soul
Sacrifice Koharu's boihole

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>Meanwhile

>https://audius.co/qmtrippy/01-on-the-precipice-of-defeat-93772

“Hey, pass me over the booze you fuckwit!”

Fort Tateyako. The shinigami fortress of the West Rukongai, there to watch over the peace of the souls and collect tribute. Nothing ever really happens around these parts, except for some minor, weak and insane hollows that think they can just stroll into Soul Society.

However, it holds another purpose as well: To keep the Wailing Forest in check.

Many years ago, most of the West Rukongai was covered by the forest. It is only by the hard work of the Shinigami that the wild land was transformed into a habitable area with housing. Yet, a part of the Wailing Forest persists, plagued by hollows.

Dangerous enough to warrant caution and avoidance, not dangerous enough to divert enough shinigami to eradicate it.

“Oi are you deaf?” Ichida Jiro shouted at his colleague, ready to punch him. Just as he gets his hands on the booze though, the alarm rings throughout the complex.

“ALL SHINIGAMI TO THE WAILING FOREST!”

Jiro frowned, but at the same time gave a small smirk. There hasn’t been a single alarm ring since he got stationed here.

“Tsch, this better be worth it!”

>1/2