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You are the first-born of the ARSENE FAMILY, the sixth ARSENE to don the title of VAMPIRE KILLER. You have been trained for this very night your entire life--should you fail here, the dagger will only continue to grow, its angular, unholy architecture spreading like a plague into the sky to breach the heavens. It is your DIVINE DUTY to protect GOD and HUMANITY from this wicked blade.

But you are different. You are not your father nor your neighbor, ever cruel and indifferent to these beasts. Why should you expel this dagger in the same manner as some wanton brute or barbarian? If they just want to slaughter the monsters inside like cattle, they should just call in the king’s royal army--no, you plan to go about this a different way.

You are going to romance these monsters and herald yourself a harem of hot monster girls. You really want a 9 meter tall vampire queen GF, fuck.

>What is your name?

>>4708016
>What is your name?
Chuck

>>4708016
DON JUAN PEDRO "GIOVANNI" ARSENE

>>4708016
Salvador D Arsene

>>4708016
INIGO ARSENE

>>4708016
My name Jeff

>>4708031
+1ing this

>>4708016
Victor

>>4708031
>>4708016
>What is your name?
Jeff(rey)

>>4708040
Djeff-Rey

>>4708016
Akun metaslavinko

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>My name Jeff

Your name is JEFF ARSENE, a 26 year old vampire hunter from the local town LLYWELLEN. You've been trained in the art of monster killing from a young age, but it wasn't uncommon for you to shirk your responsibilities to read forbidden lusty monster-human romantic comedy novels from the local library. Although you were popular with girls, you’ve kept your virginity ironclad--your eyes set on the tall, busty vampire you’ve been taught to kill from birth.
You wield two familial heirlooms passed down from six centuries ago--the CHOIR MASK, a holy mask that prevents vampiric hypnosis, and JUDGEMENT, a meat-cleaver-revolver-saint’s calendar hybrid with the blood of centuries of vampires staining it’s blade. The MISERICORDE lies before you, it’s basalt brick facade imposing a tall shadow, its silhouette backlit by the SUPER BLOOD WOLF MOON behind it.

>What do you do?

>romancing vampires
>not donning radiant chain morning star condoms
>neglecting to purge the horrors of the night through holy dickings
ishygddt
>>4708016
>Simone 'Bell-Mount' Arsene

>>4708064
>Enter inside and look for some monster babe

Too many hyphens- what the heck is our weapon made up of? A meat cleaver, a revolver, and a saint's calendar? What's that last one do?

>>4708064
>Throw open the doors and flirt with the first monster girl we see

>>4708071
Tells us what days we can sin and what days we can’t
Today is a sinning day

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>>4708064
>Through the gates and to our destiny
>>4708071
Probably a trick weapon like bloodborn, but with built in holy damage thanks to wrapping up the local church's calendar around the hilt.

>>4708064
Knock on the door.

>>4708082
Ahh makes sense, thanks!

>>4708064
Knock on the door and hope the object of our affections answers

>>4708082
>BEHOLD, I have enchanted your weapon!
>uh dude you tied a bible to the end of it.
>BLESSED INDEED

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>>4708071

>Too many hyphens- what the heck is our weapon made up of? A meat cleaver, a revolver, and a saint's calendar? What's that last one do?

Your weapon is a trusty all-in-one meat cleaver and a revolver and a saint's calendar! It's a useful tool designed specifically for trawling the MISERICORDE. The meat cleaver provides powerful close quarters combat capability, the revolver provides projectile damage for the airborne hellions near the top of the tower, and the saint’s calendar both blesses your attacks to strengthen them and allows for timekeeping, an important thing to keep to maintain your sanity in these twisting halls. You probably won’t need it. You don’t intend to fight these monsters and you’re already not very sane.

>Throw open the doors and flirt with the first monster girl we see

You kick open the vast, oaken doors to the base of the MISERICORDE--based on generations of study and record before you, you’d presume that this main base is the OSSUARY, littered with the bones of the fallen reanimated by hellish black magic ebbing through the tower. The skeletons are child’s play to kill, designed more to tire vampire killers out by overwhelming numbers than to actually kill them. You’ve got a different, nagging worry--skeletons don’t have stomachs, so you can’t woo those bags of bones purely by virtue of your culinary mastery. You’ll have to put your skillful tongue to use here.

The records hold true. The OSSUARY is a broad hall made up of spires, pots and fine sculptures, fountains circulating a thick, red liquid and topped by spiraling skeletal decor. It’s a tall, and beautiful central hall to begin your journey of monster fuckery from. Your attraction is drawn as one pot just across from you falls from its shelf, shattering across the basalt floor and scattering bones across the hall. The bones, by virtue of some dark magic or whatever, float into place to form your first MONSTER enemy, a pale skeleton wielding a bone. The most basic fodder of the MISERICORDE.

“Gahaha..! This is the ARSENE?! Your line grows weaker with each bastard son! Your stance.. you make even that dolt ARCHIBALD seem competent!” The skeleton laughs in a dusty, feminine voice, pointing the bone at you. ARCHIBALD was your grandfather, the last generation’s vampire killer. “I’ve waited a century to bury his grandson and this is the spawn he’s heralded?”

>What do you do?

>>4708126
"Excuse me ma'am, but you have some lovely bones. Would you care for one more?"

We can try some throwaway lines on the throwaway enemies to warm up

>>4708126
>"My grandfather may have wanted to put you to rest, but I intend on taking you to bed."

>>4708131
+1
>>4708144
This one has wider application, we should save it.
We are all about that Tactical Monster Wooing here.

>>4708131
support

>>4708131
Supporting.

>>4708144
Good thinking.

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>>4708144

>"Excuse me ma'am, but you have some lovely bones. Would you care for one more?"

"Excuse me, ma'am, but you have some lovely bones." You point a finger gun at her. "Would you care for one more?"

“Wh-.. huh? What?” The skeleton stares at you. A few skeletons, having emerged from the pots with weapons in hand, freeze in place, seemingly blushing in spite of a distinct lack of blood or flesh. You’re likely the first vampire killer in six centuries not hack at them with JUDGEMENT. “Wh--what madness do you spout, vampire killer? Has time driven your family’s blood to madness? Or did you perhaps.. hit your head on the way in? W-we can give you a night or two to recoup your sanity if you’d like, if it would prevent you from spouting such nonsense..”

>What do you do?

>>4708178
kill it, its a gay ass skeleton and not even hot like the other mainstream skeleton quest. move on to the next waifu already please and thank you.

>>4708178
>"Tis not nonsense at all, Ma'am. Although perhaps a madness indeed. A most curious madness has overtaken me - this is what they call love at first sight. To behold your ivory visage, and lo but to touch your calcium rich cortical would be almost too much to bear."

>>4708178
Only two nights? With all the the lovely figures I see, I'm gonna need more than that.
;)

This >>4708209 or this >>4708202

>>4708209
Seconding. Hit on her, get her number, and move on. Promise to see her in a couple nights if we're still alive (or a reasonably-presentable ghost).

>>4708209
That's coming on a bit strong, methinks.

Then again, what better time to practice than the early game.

>>4708178
Supporting >>4708209.

I hope the adorable skeladies don't just implode from embarrassment.

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>Only two nights? With all the the lovely figures I see, I'm gonna need more than that.
>"Tis not nonsense at all, Ma'am. Although perhaps a madness indeed. A most curious madness has overtaken me - this is what they call love at first sight. To behold your ivory visage, and lo but to touch your calcium rich cortical would be almost too much to bear."

"Only two nights? With all the lovely figures I see, I'm gonna need more than that." You smirk, waving toward the skeletal army before you. It’s a little known fact amongst the common man, but all skeletons share consciousnesses. The same type of black magic reanimates all of them, so they share a strange kind of unitive emotive awareness. You can use that to have a sick bone orgy. A borgy.
“No! Fight me!” The one in front of you stamps it’s foot on the floor. “What nonsense game are you playing at, ARSENE..?”
"Tis not nonsense at all, ma'am. Although perhaps a madness indeed. A most curious madness has overtaken me - this is what they call love at first sight.” You kneel. “To behold your ivory visage, and lo but to touch your calcium rich cortical would be almost too much to bear."

“G-gah..” Her calcium-rich face goes pink--somehow. The skeleton, flustered to the point of a loss of concentration, falls apart as it’s eyes spiral. The skeletal soldiers around you follow suit. It’s really cute. You’re SMITTEN. You steel your heart--you’ve still quite the number of monster girls to meet with. “You--.. human, you..”

“H-hey.. What sick game are you playing, bastard ARSENE?” An unknown voice alerts you to a new monstrous presence. An UNDEAD emerges from a bloody fountain, pulling itself up from the font of red as organs slough off its pallid skin. This is an UNDEAD, another fodder monster rich throughout all levels of the MISERICORDE. They’re a bit more durable and mentally present than SKELETONS, given that the human brain allows each its own unique consciousness. “What did you do..?”

>What do you do?

>>4708394
"I like a girl with brains and brawn, too. I see by your various exposed tissues that you have both."

>>4708394
>"Do? I haven't done anything. One thing I would love to do though is make your undead heart beat again."

>>4708394
"I haven't done anyone yet, but I'm hoping to change that soon. Care to join us?"

>>4708394
>>4708403
Okay, this one's pretty good.

>>4708414
Remember,
>They’re a bit more durable and mentally present than SKELETONS, given that the human brain allows each its own unique consciousness
This implies that she could actually be put off by something that straightforward.

Oh nice, a zombabe.

>>4708394
kill her

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>>4708416

>"I like a girl with brains and brawn, too. I see by your various exposed tissues that you have both."

"I like a girl with brains and brawn, too." You offer, turning to the UNDEAD. It’s no surprise that the MISERICORDE peppers it’s halls with mocking abberances of the human form. It’s a shame you’re into all of them. "I see by your various exposed tissues that you have both."
“I see that even the ARSENE line has fallen these last hundred years. To resort to such mind games and trickery.. Your forefathers would be ashamed!” The undead hisses. It seems she isn’t so easily swooned. The zombie reaches for the strap at her thigh, pulling free a bloody cleaver. “But I won’t fall so easily! Your words fall on rotten ears, vampire killer!”

“H-..love at first sight-.. I-I’ve never gone on a date with a human before..” The fallen skull next to her murmurs madly, her eyes spiraling.

>What do you do?

>>4708852
Kabedon time. Clearly we gotta get that undead heart beating again

>>4708852
>>4708889
Support
>Kabedon her cleaver against the wall so she can't hit us with it

>tfw you want to get all up in her guts and so does she
>but she wants you in there as hamburger

>>4708852
Something tells me we gotta get that cleaver off of her hands before we try any romancing.

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>Kabedon time. Clearly we gotta get that undead heart beating again
>Kabedon her cleaver against the wall so she can't hit us with it

You take a page from your favorite book as a young’un, The Daunting ART of Romantical STRATEGY and TRICKERY, and perform the fabled “kabedon” on the UNDEAD. You move with haste to disarm her both PHYSICALLY and EMOTIONALLY and corner the UNDEAD against a nearby pillar. With a swift thump, you slam the cleaver from her hand into the stone relief. Unfortunately, you make and her arm comes off right alongside the blade. Oops! You suppose that undead are a bit more loose at the seams than humans.

“Gah-.. unhand me!” The undead squirms beneath you, her loose arm flailing the cleaver about. “I knew this was a bastard human ploy! Your sycophantic lies have no effect on me!”

>What do you do?

>>4709098
Oh hey that means we can keep part of her with us forever. How sweet.

>>4709098
>"Do you always go into battle nopan? Pervert."
Unless I'm confused and she actually has underwear on.

>>4709098
Remove the cleaver and try to gently reconnect the arm

>>4708064
is this the same QM as ghost-photographer playboy?

>>4709178
having caught up to the most recent post... I'm pretty sure yes. lol

>>4709170
>>4709172
Supporting both, if she is indeed commando.

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>is this the same QM as ghost-photographer playboy?

yeah lol

>"Do you always go into battle nopan? Pervert."
>Remove the cleaver and try to gently reconnect the arm

You gently fasten the arm back on, making sure to drop the cleaver to the floor. It sticks on with ease--the undead sure are malleable. “Pwah! You really are an idiot, ARSENE! Now I can--ah..” She attempts to swing at you with the arm, but your kabedon stance is simply too strong--you’re in a perfect defensive position!

“Do you always go into battle nopan?” You glance down. It’s covered by her innards, but you’re pretty sure that the UNDEAD is wearing nothing down there.

“Ah--ah, well..! This is just.. The UNDEAD don’t need to wear pants..! It just gets in the way!” She stammers, her face going slick with undead sweat. In spite of the distinct lack of warm blood coursing through her veins, she grows pink. “What are you even talking about, anyways..?! Just kill me or move on already..!”

>What do you do?

>>4709300
>"If you help me get up to Lady Ladislava, I promise to get up in those guts like you wouldn't believe."

>>4709312
woah lol

>>4709300
>>4709312
Supporting.

>>4709300
kill her

>>4709300
Whisper right in her ear
>You're right. They do just get in the way.

Then maybe this
>>4709312

>>4709347
Why are you doing this? If you're going to try to derail, at least be subtle about it. Newfags have no sense of finesse these days.

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>>4709312

>"If you help me get up to Lady Ladislava, I promise to get up in those guts like you wouldn't believe."
>You're right. They do just get in the way.

"If you help me get up to Lady Ladislava, I promise to get up in those guts like you wouldn't believe." You lean in.
“Ghhgghhh…” She groans like a real undead, shrinking from your face. A look of confliction crosses her zombie features, taking a deep breath from dry lungs. “F-..fine..! Fine! Just get off me, human..! I’ll take you upward. But I’m warning you--the monsters lining the MISERICORDE are far more fearsome than I..! And they’ll gut you, turn your skull into a mantle, and wreak havoc on this rotten human plane! Your bloodline ends here!”
“Great, great!” You bend down, picking up the SKULL. Your harem grows--an UNDEAD and a SKELETON in your party already! “
“Are you even listening, ARSENE..? You might be the worst of the lot..” She whines, limping along beside you. “The OSSUARY’s exit is up a winding set of stairs lined with human bones and cages. The top is guarded by a KNIGHT from the QUADRANGLE. Or you could take a the WINDOW CORRIDOR’S route to avoid her. It’s a path outside and along the tower wall. It’s littered with GARGOYLES. Either path will end with your death, human.”

>What do you do?

>>4709415
>The top is guarded by a KNIGHT from the QUADRANGLE.
I am an ARSENE! I charge headfirst into the bosom of battle!

>>4709424
>I am an ARSENE! I charge headfirst into the bosom of battle!
I am an ARSENE! I suckle from the bosom of battle!

>>4709415
Knight wife, or gargoyle wife...
>Seduce knightess first, then pop out he window to acquire gargler

>>4709415
Gargoyles? More like Galgoyles amirite?

>>4709415
>>4709477
>Gargoyles in Gal fashion

Yes please

We’ll come back around for the knight afterwards

>>4709490
>gyarugoyles
plsno I like them the way they are

>>4709520
You’re probably thinking of manba, anon, that’s the extreme version of gyaru. Gal’s basically gyaru lite.

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>The top is guarded by a KNIGHT from the QUADRANGLE.
>I am an ARSENE! I charge headfirst into the bosom of battle!

“I am an ARSENE!” You boast with a swell in your chest, the JUDGEMENT cleaver at your side glowing warm. “I suckle headfirst from the bosom of battle!”
“Huh? What’d you say?” The zombie shoots you a look, her eyes narrow. “.. Never mind. Enjoy your last moments alive, warm-blooded scum!”

The loose assortment of organs and flesh leads you through the winding halls of the OSSUARY, past ancient clay pots and sinful reliquaries. The skeleton warriors--or at least, what was once left of them--litter the ground, presumably still in a state of shock and BONE-HEADED CONFUSION after your declaration of love. The angular, dusty brick architecture gives way to sharp black columns, ornate friezes depicting merriment and bloodshed, and scarlet rose windows that lead out to the howling sky above--you’d presume you’re getting closer to the QUADRANGLE, the second level of the MISERICORDE. A dark and gothic block of knights and beasts that often poses the first real challenge to your forefathers.

You pass up the winding set of spiral stairs--past cages of long dead prisoners and forbidden tomes--up to a large floor near the ceiling. It leads to a vast steel door rife with blade marks and arrows, presumably from foolish past adventurers. A single tall KNIGHT guards the door to the QUADRANGLE. KNIGHTS, like SKELETONS and UNDEADS, are mockeries of the human form. They are the souls of dead warriors torn from heaven and forcibly sworn to a life of purgatorial servitude, humans souls bound to suits of armor. These dark parodies of chivalrous warriors have proven formidable foes to your ancestors.

You are currently wondering what you could do to get the knight in front of you to squish your head between her STEELY THIGHS.

“UNDEAD. SKELETON.” The knight’s low feminine reverberates coldly from her helmet, the echoing voice of a warrior who fell long ago. She doesn’t regard you. “Explain yourself.”
“A-ah.. w-well, you see, knight..” The undead laughs nervously, pulling at the loose cords of her brain. “This bastard ARSENE is playing s-strange tricks! H-he’s not even fighting! S-so, confident that you could end his life here for us, we’ve brought him here for you..! Ha.. ha..”
“F-first love..” The skull echoes quietly.

>What do you do?

>>4709599
"Beautiful knight, I see no reason for us to fight. It would be a shame to harm such a lovely woman"

>>4709599
Wait for her to challenge us to a duel, then claim the Right of the Challenged to duel her in a flex-off, sans armor.

>>4709599
Now that is a mountain worth climbing. Wew.

>>4709616
>Wait for her to challenge us to a duel
I agree, it's only chivalrous.

>in a flex-off
She's built like a brick shithouse.

>>4709609
supporting.
but if that doesn't work challenge her to a fair duel. a duel based on honor and skill. throughout the duel begin stripping and state that you cannot fight to your fullest unless you are naked.

>>4709753
>She's built like a brick shithouse.

Her ARMOUR is.

>>4709616
Support.

>>4709753
Dude, it’s only so she can see our athletic, toned body and get all hot and bothered by it. The chance of getting a better look at what she’s got to work with doesn’t hurt either...

>>4709599
I'm so scaroused.

>INTO THE HEAT OF LOVE'S BATTLE, GO FOR IT!

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>>4709616
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>>4709817

>"Beautiful knight, I see no reason for us to fight. It would be a shame to harm such a lovely woman"
>Wait for her to challenge us to a duel, then claim the Right of the Challenged to duel her in a flex-off, sans armor.
>INTO THE HEAT OF LOVE'S BATTLE, GO FOR IT!

"Beautiful knight, I see no reason for us to fight. It would be a shame to harm such a lovely woman!" You declare. You’ve seen the courtship of real knights, but no knight has ever been this big. Holy shit.
“...” The knight remains silent. She raises her broadsword and levies a steel finger at you. “Your mockery of this trial brings shame to the forefathers who fought before you. You have no place in this tower. Die.”

[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gqoEk69Xkz4]

The knight swings her cursed blade down into the ground, rippling cracks of accursed, wicked magic coursing through the brick beneath you. From what you can recall from your ancestor’s records, the weak points of these accursed suits of armor is their joints--while their black armor can deftly deflect your JUDGEMENT revolver’s bullets and cleaver’s swings, a well-placed hack at an armor joint can cut through the accursed magic that binds soul to steel. You don’t really want to do that. This armor is kind of hot.

“Y-yeah! Get him, kni-woah, woah! Be careful where you’re swinging!” The zombie whines, leaping from another giant swing. A vein of twisted magic curls forth from the cut.
“F-first love..” The skull moans from the pouch at your side.

>What do you do?

>>4709839
>Get up really close and admire our reflection in the armor
"Wow, I can see myself in your armor! You must take really good care of your equipment. Care to take care of mine too?"

>>4709839
Let's use whatever fighting skills we learned to jump and dodge around. We'll keep flirting with her while trying to avoid attacks until she gives in to our charm

>>4709839
Continue our attempts at flirting, while trying to find an opening to exploit. A headshot if preferable.

>>4709839
"Mockery? I mean what I say, for the blood of my ancestors flows through me. You are no match for me. Submit."

Then disarm her. Not literally, knock her weapon out of her hand to show her our superior skill.

>>4709839
After she tries one of her high damage but easily parried attacks, hit back by placing a hand where her cheek aught to be and holding it gently, while spouting off some romantic one liner.

>>4709846

Support, except for the most sexual part of this. Keep it casual and respectful... For now. Strike with double entendres when her guard is down. Aim for the weak point!

>>4709839
By the same token, target a joint as we flirt.

>>4709839
It seems we can't always talk our way into this ones heart, so we'll bash our way in. We'll make her yield her heart to us.

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>>4709846

>"Wow, I can see myself in your armor! You must take really good care of your equipment. Care to take care of mine too?"
>Continue our attempts at flirting, while trying to find an opening to exploit. A headshot if preferable.
>After she tries one of her high damage but easily parried attacks, hit back by placing a hand where her cheek aught to be and holding it gently, while spouting off some romantic one liner.

The knight goes for wild haymaker after haymaker, swinging her blade over her head and back into the ground with thunderous clatters of steel against brick. You dodge and dance between her swings with relative ease--it seems she favors singular, powerful, predictable blows to finer technique. You may dodge well, but just one mistake will cleave you in two. After another thunderous swing nearly guillotines your zombie companion, you get close to her armor to examine your face in the sheen of her steel black shell.

"Wow, I can see myself in your armor!" You exclaim, leaning in. “You must take really good care of your equipment.”
“You’re insufferable.” The knight hisses, slamming her blade into the ground. “Show some respect for the spilt blood of your grandfather and keep your mouth shut. You’re a mockery of the ARSENE line and of those who fought before you.”

>Attempt a battle of blades.
>Call forth your holy bullets.
>Continue to flirt.
>Write-In.

>>4709911
"Mockery? The blood of my ancestors flows through me. I mean this when I say you are no match for me. Submit."
>Attempt a battle of blades.

>>4709911
You know it's kind of rude to say we're being disrespectful.

It's disrespectful to hit a lady. How are we supposed to be respectful. Such a cruel beauty.

>>4709911
>Continue to flirt.

Let's make a point to position ourselves away from the undead waifu so she doesn't get cut in half

>>4709919
supporting.
can we use holy bullets while fighting with blades or can it not be combined? if we can, try to aim some bullets for her knee joints.

>>4709911
>Attempt a battle of blades.
She coearly isn't going to be receptive to our charms until we beat her down a bit. Make sure to move it away from the undead.

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>>4709919
"Mockery? The blood of my ancestors flows through me. I mean this when I say you are no match for me. Submit."
>Attempt a battle of blades.

>>4709919
>>4709978
I'm not too keen on the "submit" part, seems a little extra.

>>4709988
She insulted our family honour too hard. Maybe "Yield" instead?

>>4709992
That works.

>>4709919
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>>4709993

>Attempt a battle of blades.

For dice, rolls made above the target threshold count as 1 success and below the fail threshold remove 1 success. Between the 2 whiffs for no result. 20 is an auto succeed at the task and 1 is an auto-fail, with 1s taking precedence over 20s.

You decide to engage in a battle of blades with the knight! You'll put JUDGEMENT to use.

Target: 15
Fail: 7

>Roll a 1d20!

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>4710007

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>4710007

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>4709911
slay

>>4709364
SEETHING

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>4710007
"Yield, the the true heir of ARSENE!"

>>4710011
Welp, let's leave it here. We can only worsen this now.

>>4710012
>Akun metaslavinko
No, I'm just not retarded.

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>>4710011
>Rolled 20 (1d20)

"Mockery? The blood of my ancestors flows through me. I mean this when I say you are no match for me." You insist, raising your cleaver.

You feel a pang of reluctance to fight such a cool beauty--but if it’s a fight she demands, it’s your duty to provide it. You raise JUDGEMENT and deflect a blow from her wild swing, sending it wide and coming in quick beneath her blade. You hack at the elbow joint of her right arm, and with a swift stroke bring the blade down onto the armor’s magical connective tissue. A brilliant flash of light bursts forth from her armor, six-hundred years of holy whispers coursing through the plate and illuminating the stage. She staggers, her helmet rising to meet your eyes.

“So.. you are an ARSENE.” She hisses.

You dance with her, bobbing and weaving between each wild strike and leading the course of battle in your footwork. You bring the fight away from your undead bystander with each exchange--as it continues, minute after minute, her strikes go sloppier and wider, your JUDGEMENT a faithful tool of righteous retribution in the hands of a VAMPIRE KILLER. As you deal one last blow to the armored joint of her neck in a guillotine strike, the death knight staggers for the last time, the light within her empty helmet dulling and fading. Her sword falls to the ground. The knight kneels and lowers her head.

“I’ve.. lost.”
“Huh? Huh?” The undead blinks. “Hey, what the fuck?”

>What do you do?

>>4710054
Kneel before her, and place a hand on her helm's cheek.

"You fought honourably, and passionately. I may have won, but I admire your form."

>>4709178
playboy photographer was run by 2 drawqms. they just have similar style and get mistaken for each other quite often

>>4710054
"You may have lost, but you have won my heart."

>>4710062
+1, we humble boys

>>4710054
>I kneel, Jeff-sama.

"You have yielded this battle, but not the battle for your heart. Give me your all."

>>4710072
>Give me your all.
Swear yourself to me.

>>4710054
Supporting >>4710062.

>>4710054
>>4710062
>>4710065
>>4710072
Any of these work.

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>>4710115

>Kneel before her, and place a hand on her helm's cheek.
>"You fought honourably, and passionately. I may have won, but I admire your form."
>"You have yielded this battle, but not the battle for your heart. Give me your all."
>Swear yourself to me.

You kneel before the massive knight, gently placing a hand on her helm’s cheek. It’s cold to the touch, the gentle pulsation of magic beneath the only hint at life. “You fought honourably, and passionately. I may have won, but I admire your form.” You commend her. "You have yielded this battle, but not the battle for your heart. Swear yourself to me."
“You’d.. have even a death knight? You truly are a strange one. But it’s not bad..” Her voice grows soft as she tilts her head up. Her eye glows bright. “Then.. for you, the bizarre ARSENE who’d show even an undead mercy.. to you, I’ll swear my loyalty and my blade. I will follow you to all ends of this mortal plane.”

“HOW?!” The undead shrieks, pulling at her hair. “YOU STUPID COCKHOLE HOW DID YOU-”

The door to the QUADRANGLE lies before you--the block of blades and beasts, an angular stage of twisted swords and prowling brutes. In contrast to the dull, grim rot of the OSSUARY, the QUADRANGLE is a mordant mockery of a king’s holy court. With the skeleton, undead, and knight in your party, you’re confident in your ability to move forward.

>What do you do?

>>4710642
Go get galgoyle

>>4710642
Are we route locked from the goyles?

>>4710642
If we are, let's head to the Quadrangle.

>>4710642
move forward

>>4710028
I disagree, keep seething

>>4710642
Before we go inside, let’s take a quick look at those gal-gargoyles.

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>>4710684
>>4710651

>Before we go inside, let’s take a quick look at those gal-gargoyles.
>If we are, let's head to the Quadrangle.

You take a quick peek out from the rose window to the red sky outside--dark, malformed shapes of stone and scale twist in the sky outside, their wings alight as they ride the howling winds outside the tower walls. You say a short prayer--may your grandchild cross paths with their fat stone asses in another hundred years. You turn your attention back to the battle-worn steel doors out to the QUADRANGLE, and with a short heave and the aid of your knight, you free your path to the black court. Your only solace from the overwhelming darkness are the flickering torches lining the walls, with windows few and far between.

You lead your party out through the dim halls, past swinging crescent axes and wandering black knights--careful to avoid any stray tripwires or black magic cobbles. The undead loudly taunts you the entire way. “You may have beaten THAT knight, stupid ARSENE, but it won’t be long before your fool’s journey comes to a bloody end! The QUADRANGLE is a cruel and wild domain, far from the dullard depths of the OSSUARY!!” She declares, arms folded. “The black beasts littering these shadows are known to tear apart even their allies to sate their hunger! A-and--..wh-.. what is that..?”

The undead’s voice raises an octave as you stumble across a hunched beast blocking the hall before you. A strange, stooped beast of gnashing teeth and wet tongue--a WEREWOLF, all too familiar to experienced VAMPIRE KILLERS. These beasts are swift and powerful, said to be the sole of hunting dog bound to hunter in the afterlife. They’re known to tear apart stray undeads and skeletons that dare overstep the boundaries of the blocks to gnaw on their flesh and marrow. Your own undead positions herself behind you strategically, her hands quavering.

“L-look! A werewolf, haha..!” She laughs nervously. “Your journey ends here, ARSENE.”
“I trust in your ability, ARSENE.” The knight lowers her helm.
“An ARSENE..? Finally..!” The werewolf snarls, her long mouth curling into a wicked grin. “It’s been so long since I’ve gorged on human meat..”

>What do you do?

>>4710827
>Flirt back
hey it hasn't failed us yet so why stop now?

>>4710827
So she wants some human meat eh? Well I hope she likes sausage. And belly rubs.

>>4710827
Oh and obligatory "Werewolf? You mean WereWIFE". Sorry I was slow on the draw.

>>4710827
>Flirt in howls

>>4710827
>"How 'bout gorging yourself on belly rubs instead? Much more pleasurable, if I do say so myself."

>>4710827
Supporting >>4710912.

>>4710902
Howls are for signaling their territory.

>>4710827
finally.

Tell her You have some high quality arsene sausage for her to try out.

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>>4710950
>>4710921
>>4710912
>>4710902
>>4710842
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>>4710832

>"How 'bout gorging yourself on belly rubs instead? Much more pleasurable, if I do say so myself."

"How 'bout gorging yourself on belly rubs instead? Much more pleasurable, if I do say so myself." You offer the blood beast, outstretching your hands. Your undead shoots you a look.

“Mmmm.. you’ve even brought an appetizer!” The wolf exclaims, ignoring your flirt. Her spine cracks as it flexes, breaking from her low, hunched position into a more human stance--she stands at an impressively frightful height, even more so than the knight at your side. You recognize the stance change--it’s a display of hostility among werewolves. Whilst their low, wolf-like stance emphasizes beastly swiftness, their tall, human-like poise offers them frightening strength. “I’ll use your knight as silverware. The undead as a fatty appetizer. Then the human as the main course. That skull will be desert.”

“Fatty..?” The undead pouts. The wolf lunges forward with her claws.
“ARSENE?” The knight raises her blade.

>What do you do?

Bring out the vacuum cleaner

>>4710977
Oh, I see now, this bitch is completely irrational. We've picked the combat route. Time to buff ourselves and bring her to heel.

>>4710977
Get her in a choke hold! We have to establish dominance

>>4710977
Tame this wicked beast, only good girls gets rubs and pats after all.

>>4711023
Yeah, she's being a very bad girl.

>>4710977
Oh,
>The wolf lunges forward with her claws.
We should probably deflect her attacks and gain some distance first.

>>4711040
Nah man just trip her. And back off. Then she'll switch tactics and that's parry city.

>>4711021
>>4711023
>>4711028
Support. "Heel, girl! Bad girl!"

>>4710977
>Toss bone then give rubs

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>>4710993

>Get her in a choke hold! We have to establish dominance
>Tame this wicked beast, only good girls gets rubs and pats after all.
>Nah man just trip her. And back off. Then she'll switch tactics and that's parry city.

"Heel, girl! Bad girl!" You yelp, narrowly dodging the wolf's lunge. Her strike goes wide as she slides into the darkness of the hall behind you, her knife-like claws clattering against brick. The werewolf prowls the length of the hall, preventing you from making much lateral movement as your unholy harem remains behind you.

"ARSENE. Are you going to kill it?" The knight places a hand on your shoulder.

“Good. Keep doding. It’s no fun when the ARSENE doesn’t want to play.” The wolf sneers, her lips curling back into a wide grin. She’s drooling, her tongue lolling out from the side lazily. “I’m going to use your femur as a toothpick when I catch you. But first, it’s the corpse.”

The werewolf lunges toward your undead companion who seems far less liable to dodge.

>What do you do?

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>>4711075
If only we had some holy water we could use to spray in her face as we yell at her to stop. Unless we can find some...

>>4711075
>ignoring us in favor of a non-combatant
... Shoot her in the back, she has forfeited all rights to fair play.

>>4711075
let it happen, the zombie is LAME

>>4711119
>NOOOOOO NOT THE PUPPERINO
Shut the fuck up, furfag, we're a harem protag and she's threatening our harem.

>>4711075
what do we have in terms of equipment? the only think i can really think to do at the moment is to shoot her with bullets.

>>4711075
Smack her on the snout with the butt of our meat-cleaver-revolver-saint’s calendar hybrid

>>4711218
+ "Sit."

>>4711218
>>4711231
She's bounding away from us, towards the zombie. We aren't in any position to melt her.

>>4711075
Hop on the dog's back and bop her snout!

>>4711269
*melee

>>4711273
+"Sit"

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>>4711100

>Hop on the dog's back and bop her snout!
>+ "Sit."
>Smack her on the snout with the butt of our meat-cleaver-revolver-saint’s calendar hybrid

You position yourself into a low position as she bounds toward you, her tongue flailing and spittle flying--as she opens her maw to snap your undead in two, you pull yourself up along her mane and on top of her back, where you bop her snout with the butt of JUDGEMENT. She recoils from your touch, the thorough bop enough to disorient the dog. “Sit.”

“O-ow..!” The wolf whines, a claw flying up to her snout to cover it. In spite of her clear bloodlust, the werewolf slowly angles back from her bound, resting her haunches back down onto the stone floor beneath you.

>What do you do?

>>4711355
>rape

>>4711355
"Shake" Grab her arm/wrist.
"Roll over" Spin her, could be like a judo move hip toss or if we're strong enough, use the momentum of her pulling her arm/wrist forward and to the side to flip her onto her back
"Lay down" Throw her down to the ground
"Good girl" Pat her head

>>4711387
Establish alpha dog dominance before mounting.

>>4711401
+!

>>4711401
+1ing this as well

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>>4711462
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>>4711387

>"Shake" Grab her arm/wrist.
>"Roll over" Spin her, could be like a judo move hip toss or if we're strong enough, use the momentum of her pulling her arm/wrist forward and to the side to flip her onto her back
>"Lay down" Throw her down to the ground
>"Good girl" Pat her head

"Shake." You grab her wrist, gently shaking it up and down. She reciprocates in spite of her gnashing teeth.
"Roll over." You spin her--she does most of the work, falling back along on her ruff.
"Lay down." She lies flat.
"Good girl!" You praise her, patting her head. She sits up, her tail wagging and tongue lolling out.

You've got a dog! You guess..

"Amazing.. he tamed a werewolf?" The knight echoes.
"IhatehimIhatehimIhatehimIhatehim" The undead grinds her teeth.

>What do you do?

>>4711488
Should we play fetch by throwing Zombabe's hand and letting it scurry away while the Werewife chases it? Or should we give her a cute little bow to wear as a collar?

Or I dunno, do something boring like ONWARDS TO GLORY and waifus?

>>4711488
ESTABLISH DOMINANCE

>>4711488
Pet her, scratch behind her ears with both hands, massaging and lightly, softly pulling/stroking her both ears
"Who's a pretty puppy? That's right! You are! Where do we go girl?",
keep moving on.
>"IhatehimIhatehimIhatehimIhatehim" The undead grinds her teeth.
Too good. I'm loving her snide little comments.

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>>4711518

>Should we play fetch by throwing Zombabe's hand and letting it scurry away while the Werewife chases it? Or should we give her a cute little bow to wear as a collar?
>ESTABLISH DOMINANCE
>Pet her, scratch behind her ears with both hands, massaging and lightly, softly pulling/stroking her both ears
>"Who's a pretty puppy? That's right! You are! Where do we go girl?",
>keep moving on.

You remove a bit of ribbon from your satchel and reach out--but the werewolf snaps at you as you close in around her neck with the cloth. You reel back as she narrows her eyes. “Don’t get cocky, human. I only allow you to do this because I want to.” She snarls, her lips curling back to reveal a maw of white teeth. You suppose you’re not quite at that level yet.

Instead, you decide to play a game with her. You pull the zombie’s hand free--all the while she whines and shouts at you--and set it down on the ground. It pulls away swiftly, scuttling away from the werewolf who bounds after it like a rat. After just a brief game of cat and mouse, the werewolf returns to you, hand in maw and tail wagging gently. You pat her head, scratching her behind the ears and running a hand through her mane as you praise her--she falls to the ground, exposing her belly to you.

“Who’s a pretty puppy?” You gently pet her head, the werewolf’s ears twitching.
“I-.. I am.” She mutters in a small voice, averting her eyes. “I’m a.. pretty puppy.”
“It’s covered in dog slobber..” The zombie stares down at her free hand, dead-eyed.

You lead your party back out through the winding halls with your torch, foreign beasts and knights pulling back at the sight of your undead harem--presumably, scared of joining it. The undead girl rambles the whole way through, staying just of reach of the werewolf. “You may have played some STUPID games to win against the WOLF and the KNIGHT, but the next blocks are going to flay you alive..!” She seems to insist upon your bloody death more for her sake than yours at this point. “The QUADRANGLE splits into two blocks from here on out--the door to the CHOIR, guarded by the TROLL, and the door to the SANCTUARY, guarded by MEDUSA! Pick your poison, ARSENE! Either results in your end!”

>What do you do?

>>4711570
MEDUSA

>>4711570
>MEDUSA

She can't make us any more rock hard than we already are

>>4711570
MEDUSA!

>>4711570
"Are you still mad about being called "fatty"? I think you have a great bod. "

>>4711570
>Troll
Huge

temperaments

>>4711570
>TROLL

hnnnnnngggggggg big lady

>>4711630
This, and

>>4711570
Medusa

>>4711570
>Troll

Medusa might stonify our harem and I would like to avoid that risk, plus BIG JUICY LADY THIGHS.

>>4711570
>MEDUSA

>>4711778
We have two huge ladies already. Let's mix it up a bit.

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>>4712147

>MEDUSA
>"Are you still mad about being called "fatty"? I think you have a great bod. "

"Are you still mad about being called "fatty"? I think you have a great bod." You glance back at the undead.
“Ghrpmh.. it’s not ABOUT that..!” She insists, her face flushing. “You should be slaying us! You’re a VAMPIRE KILLER! What are you even DOING?”

You decide to pursue the blood of a gorgon and pass through the SANCTUARY--a block of all manners of strange beasts, legends made flesh and blood. The darkness of the QUADRANGLE gives way as the exasperated undead leads you forth. The knight and wolf keep close. As black cobble gives way to moss and vine, a vast ivory door comes into view in a low, circular chamber made up of steel lattice and grating--your foe, the legendary GORGON, stands before you. A white scaled reptilian beast, made up of both woman and snake. You avert your eyes. Your CHOIR MASK cannot block her gaze. Unlike your current party of undead ghosts and beasts, there is but one MEDUSA.

“Ah.. the ARSENE, then?” She hisses, her tail curling playfully behind her. Her voice is lilting and hissing, the snakes in her hair curling up to peer at you. “I see you’ve brought.. company.”
“Medusa! Kill him! I’m begging you!” The undead stamps her foot on the ground.

>What do you do?

>>4712369
I think they made a mistake when they called you a gorgon, they should've said gorgeous.
or
For being cold blooded you sure are scalding hot.

Whichever makes y'all cringe the hardest.

>>4712398
The second one. It's just slightly more cringier.

>>4712369
>Use zombie as shield in case other anons manage to piss medusa off

>>4712398
+1

Let's look at her through the reflection of our JUDGEMENT revolver, like Perseus with his shield

>>4712398
the cheesier the better. i have a feeling MEDUSA might like the cheesy quips.

>>4712421
+1

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>>4712470

>For being cold blooded you sure are scalding hot.
>Whichever makes y'all cringe the hardest.
>Let's look at her through the reflection of our JUDGEMENT revolver, like Perseus with his shield

You raise the blade of your JUDGEMENT cleaver-revolver-calendar and peer into the reflection to stare. It’s the only real way for you to meet her eyeline--albeit, the trick has grown less and less effective over these last six hundred years. MEDUSA is a tricky foe and has proven the near death of your ancestors centuries before you. She clings to life like a tick--even should you manage to decapitate her, her magic-ridden head can take to the air as an even more formidable flying foe. The only true death is to petrify her by her own gaze, but according to the logs, she seems to have grown wary of mirror tricks over these last few lives and has grown increasingly difficult to slay.

You wonder how sex works with the snake lower-half. Does she have a human set? Or a cloaca? A snake pussy? A snussy?
“For being cold-blooded, you sure are scalding hot.” You drop a line from a forbidden gorgon-human romcom novel, the Lusty Gorgon Maid. You angle JUDGEMENT to catch her eye, but--she’s right behind you?
“Cute.” The gorgon remarks sarcastically. You feel a sharp blow to the back as you’re flung down the hall, tumbling along the stone brick of her dwelling.

You pick yourself up, readjusting your hat. That snake tail is strong..! You inadvertently catch a glimpse of her face, but.. she seems to have donned a blindfold. You can stare as much as you’d like now! “Your little mirror trick has grown tired, ARSENE. You’d do well to learn from your forefathers, not to copy them.” The gorgon sneers, her lips curling back to unveil her snake fangs. A clever trick. She’s more intelligent than your usual monster. “I can smell your every footfall, every heartbeat now. You may need my petrifying gaze to kill me, but I don’t need it to kill you. I think I’ll begin with crushing your ribs.”

“Yeah, yeah!” The undead cheers.
The snake courses toward you, her mouth pulled back into a grin.

>What do you do?

>>4712507
"I'd much rather make love than war. You've already slithered your way right into my heart, darling"

>>4712507
We just met and she's already offering to put us somewhere nice n tight enough to crush our ribs. How forward! And she certainly doesn't need that gaze. She's already given us a petrified bone.

We should ask her if she'd prefer a candlelit dinner or a romantic sunset meal before we get into a hot, sweaty mating coil with her.

>>4712507
We don't have anything that would keep us from getting stoned, do we?

>>4712529
>We should ask her if she'd prefer a candlelit dinner or a romantic sunset meal before we get into a hot, sweaty mating coil with her.
Too forward, she was raped by Poseidon or a Mycean (depending on who you ask). Suffice to say she wouldn't take kindly to something so brash.

>>4712557
After centuries of being cursed to be "hideous" and hating herself maybe all she needs is a good old fashioned confidence boost. She needs to feel hot again. It's the law.

>>4712507
>>4712557
+1
and use the zombie as a meatshield next time

>>4712507
>she's blindfolded
TURN AROUND AND KISS HER

>>4712507
Compliment her cleverness, and go with the "you've slithered your way right into my heart" line. Also: zombie meatshield, while we aks the knight if we can... Uhh, be inside her now.

Wearing a suit of enchanted armour could help avoid being crushed while we flirt, and show our own cleverness. She seems to value that.

>>4712580
Disregard that. It's too forward.

>>4712507
It's a shame that your curse prevents our eyes from meeting, otherwise you would know how our heart beats for you.

>>4712507
I hope she can't smell all the blood in our boner right now. How embarrassing

>>4712598
>don't be too forward
>suggests being absolutely violently aggressively forward
>wait that's too forward

Uh are you okay? Did you suffer some cranial trauma?

>>4712613
I got excited when I noticed she was blindfolded.

>>4712624
Blind chicks turn you on? Weird fetish but okay.

>>4712625
blindfolds turn me on but that's norther here nor there.

>>4712507
Apologize for the cheap mirror trick and compassionately condemn those that cursed her so that she never can look upon those who love her. Wallow in this sadness, wallow I say!

>>4712598
supporting this one.

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>>4712692

>It's a shame that your curse prevents our eyes from meeting, otherwise you would know how our heart beats for you.

"It's a shame that your curse prevents our eyes from meeting." You soliloquize. "Otherwise, you would know my heart beats for you."
"What are you blathering on about?" The gorgon hisses, her scales clicking against the uneven brick beneath her. "Die, huma--.. ara? Wha..?"

Her slither comes to a pause as she raises her head. A forked tongue flicks from her mouth as she takes a tentative breath. "Your blood movement.. it's rushing to..? Huh?" Her face grows hot. "Hey! Asshole! What the hell are you thinking about..?!"

>What do you do?

>>4712709
Of what I see before me of course and that would be none other than a beauty which even the gods regards with jealousy.

>>4712723
Oh right medusa got dealt with a shitty hand.

Raped by poison and cursed by athena for getting raped at the temple.

>>4712709
>"Hey! Asshole! What the hell are you thinking about..?!"
Well, you. Duh. Grade A waifu material, would love and cherish and wear matching sweaters with.

>>4712709
>>4712781
This, matching sweaters sound based.

>>4712786
Will her snakes get little matching sweaters as well?

>>4712792
If she wants, but it feels bit on the nose.

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>>4712709
>Come in the quest
>first thing i see is this
nice

>>4712781
supporting. we also must produce matching sweaters out from our trusty POUCH to show-off

>>4712709
"Why, you of course. Isn't it obvious how your hypnotic oscillating captivates me so? I guess the snake charmer been the one charmed, eh?"

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>>4712837

>Well, you. Duh. Grade A waifu material, would love and cherish and wear matching sweaters with.
>Of what I see before me of course and that would be none other than a beauty which even the gods regards with jealousy.

“Of what I see before me of course and that would be none other than a beauty which even the gods regards with jealousy.” You regard her with a line straight from the heart. “Of whom I would love to do nothing but love and cherish and wear matching sweaters with.”

The gorgon courses toward you, her tail lashing out like a scaled whip around you. In spite of your best efforts to place the UNDEAD in front of you as an inhuman meat shield, the MEDUSA instead wraps around the length of your harem. She tightens her grip, your back pressing up against steel and fur.

“Gah! W-wait!” The undead shrieks, trying to pull herself from the snake. “MEDUSA..! I’m still here..!”
“M-my.. love at first sight..” The skeleton moans dreamily.
“ARSENE..! Are you okay..? I’ll protect you.” The knight attempts to turn back to you.
“Stupid snake!” The wolf hisses, biting into the fat flesh of her tail.

“That’s not funny, ARSENE.” The gorgon bares her teeth. In spite of her clear frustration, her snakes avert their gaze from your eyeline. “That’s a particularly cruel joke to play. I’m going to enjoy wresting the life from you.”

>What do you do?

>>4712866
"You can hear my heart. I want to hear(l) yours."

>>4712866
"I'll prove it to you then. If you don't want this, dodge"

Slowly move in for the kiss

>>4712866
You've activated my trap card! Engage the kissu.

>>4712866
"If you wanted me to get close all you had to do was ask."
Try to pet one of her head snakes.

>>4712866
“If you wanted to hug and hold me, all you had to do was ask. I’d love to do the same for you.”
I’m trying very hard to avoid snake puns until later. In this case, replacing ask with asp. Also, I’m disappointed that no one has tried calling her Sedusa. We should work that in somewhere after we talk her down.

>>4712885
+1
I wonder if it will be like elf ears

>>4712877
+1 this. Show her we serious.

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>>4712885
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>>4712959
>>4713082

>"I'll prove it to you then. If you don't want this, dodge"

"I'll prove it to you then." You choke out with what conscious you cling to, her grip on you tightening and squeezing the air from your lungs. "If you don't want this, dodge."
You lean in and kiss the gorgon. She gasps, pulling back on her constriction to allow your harem a breath. Her lips tighten, the snakes in her hair curling in shock. "Y-you.." MEDUSA pulls back. "Then.. you're serious? I can eke out a human's lies with ease, but you're.."
She places a hand over her mouth and averts her gaze. Her cold grasp goes warm. "Then, if you're serious.. take responsibility for that."
"Fuck, me. Great." The undead moans. "I don't even give a shit anymore."

>What do you do?

>>4713098
Yay all is well. Hug time. Tender and sweet.

>>4713098
Give each girl a hug, and give the undead a BIG hug

>>4713107
+1 and then move forward

>>4713098
> "Then, if you're serious.. take responsibility for that."
Is there a chapel anywhere in the QUADRANGLE? We should probably go there to take our vows with our harem after we get to the vampire.

>"Fuck, me. Great." The undead moans.
Oh don’t worry, dear, we won’t forget about you.

>>4713107
Well we did kiss the medusa

we should make it fair and equal

>>4713098
"Of course."
Spend time with each girl before moving on, getting to know them.
Wrestle with WOLF. Square off against KNIGHT. Tease and joke with UNDEAD. Rub and arm shine SKELETON skull. Talk with MEDUSA.

>>4713120
This sounds good.

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>>4713102
>>4713107
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>>4713120
>>4713193

>Yay all is well. Hug time. Tender and sweet.
>Give each girl a hug, and give the undead a BIG hug
>Wrestle with WOLF. Square off against KNIGHT. Tease and joke with UNDEAD. Rub and arm shine SKELETON skull. Talk with MEDUSA.

You walk the length of your DARK HAREM to give each girl a great hug. The SKELETON skull grows warm in your arms. The UNDEAD protests, but doesn’t push you away. The KNIGHT nearly squeezes the life out of you. The WOLF laps at your face. MEDUSA’s snakes gently tug at your hat. It’s a veritable dream come true--a harem of unholy MONSTER GIRLS. Your chest swells with pride as you push the door open to the SANCTUARY, the penultimate block of the MISERICORDE--the domain of LADISLAVA’S private guard, an entourage of legendary monsters. The walls are white ceramic with gold emboss, the floor red velvet carpet. It’s a far cry from the dim dungeons from before.

“Gah.. even if you DO make it to the COURT, LADY LADISLAVA will behead you and feed your carrion to her vampiric brood, y’know. There’s no way LADISLAVA will fall to your incessant human whining!” The undead continues her taunts. She seems less certain of your death than before. “A-and, the SANCTUARY is the domain of mythic monsters! The beasts of legend made flesh and blood by the dark magic that suffuses these walls! My big sister is going to crush your tiny human body with her bare hands, you lout..!”

“Your big sister..?” You glance back to her, your interest PIQUED.

“The CREATURE roams these halls. A man-made beast of corpse parts given life by lightning and black magic. She’s not an undead, a puppet reanimated by black magic, but an entirely new life--a mockery of god’s power and a testament to man’s egotism. She’s not the wisest, but she’s still a frighteningly powerful foe. And she’s got some big-ass thighs. Do be careful, won’t you, ARSENE?” MEDUSA rests her chin on your shoulder, her snakes lapping at your face with their forked tongues. “You still need to take responsibility for that kiss, y’know.”

>What do you do?

>>4713853
>“You still need to take responsibility for that kiss, y’know.”

"What do you propose?"
>kiss again

>>4713853
Onward, to Frankenstein's mongirl!

>>4713853
Kite the frankanstain to the troll room so you can wombo combo romance 2 at once.

>>4713853
Onward to big sis zombie!

>>4713860
>>4713862
+1

>>4713860
We can't keep only giving medusa kisses.

>>4713860
I think she wants us to make good on what we were telling her, not give her more kisses.

>>4713876
This is also something we need to keep in mind, she's not the only girl around usm

>>4713853
Thank UNDEAD for her concern, but reassure her that we'll be fine. We'll be with her for a long, long time to come.

Ask KNIGHT for tactical advice, and snuggle MEDUSA.

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>>4713860
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>>4713912

>Thank UNDEAD for her concern, but reassure her that we'll be fine. We'll be with her for a long, long time to come.
>Onward to big sis zombie!

"Thanks for the concern, but I'll be fine." You wink at her. "I'll be with you for a long, long time to come."

"Ggh.." The undead moans, her face flushing.

You progress down the lavish, ceramic hall is met with the gradual rumbling of footfalls and quaking of the ground beneath you--at the point that the hall splits, a tall, lumbering girl crosses your path, her skin a patchwork of stitches and two large metal nuts that break from her head. It's the CREATURE, a mythic creature of folklore--much like MEDUSA, the CREATURE was likely torn from a dimension not of our own through hellish black magic and brought to the SANCTUARY as a legendary guard.

"Big sis!" The undead cheers, raising her hands. "Squish this guy!"

>What do you do?

>>4713937
"If I was your enemy, then why would all these other monster girls be following me? "

Zombie said she is a dummy

>>4713937
>She’s not the wisest
Simple phrases.

Wave to her.
>Hello, I'm friendly!

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>>4713937
"Me? Handsome" pointing to us
"You? Pretty" pointing to her
"Us?" do the pic related

>>4713937

Building upon >>4713939 and >>4713945 , I propose:

"Look! Am friend! Look at all other friends here!"

>>4713958
+1

>>4713937
"BEA-U-TI-FUL!"

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>>4713937
>Try to hug big lady

>>4714068
For like, a minute i was extremely confuse.
I thought OP was voting because the art is that close to his.
But then i realize that was stupid and holy shit that’s good

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>>4714068

WEW

>>4714022
>>4714015
>>4713965
>>4713958
>>4713945
>>4713939

>"Me? Handsome" pointing to us
>"You? Pretty" pointing to her
>"Us?" do the pic related

"Me? Handsome." You point to yourself.
"You? Pretty." You point to her.
"Us?" You perform a POWERFUL FINGER RITUAL.

"H-hey! Are you trying to cast some HUMAN FINGER HEX..?!" She cries out, pointing at you. Her voice is surprisingly high for her size. The CREATURE swings a massive arm forward, catching you by the chest and reeling you in close to her chest. Wew. You can barely breathe. She puffs her chest out with pride, a big, stupid grin crossing her face. "Haha! I've defeated you ARSENE! Oh man, LADY LADISLAVA is going to love this.."

"FRANKENSTEIN, honey.." MEDUSA places a gentle hand on the big girl, but the monster swings away.
"No way, MEDUSA. I was the one who defeated him!" She sticks her tongue out. "You're not getting any credit..!"

>What do you do?

>>4714109
"If you wanted a hug, all you had to do was ask"

Try to wrap our arms around her

Yo did you guys forget that classic literature Frankenstein's monster wasn't actually a moron?

>>4714109
>Allow Frankenstein to take us to Lady Ladislava
>Hug

>>4714109
>Say her embrace is electrifying

>>4713958
Nice going.

>>4714176
+1

>>4714112
+1

I don't think we should let her take us to Islava, it's too early. We need to spend more time with our already existing girls.

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>>4714176

>"If you wanted a hug, all you had to do was ask"
>Say her embrace is electrifying

"Your embrace is electrifying." You lay it on thick, drawing from the novel what you can recall from your school days--actually, did the doctor even use electricity..? Whatever. "But if you wanted a hug, all you had to do was ask!"

You wrap your arms around her. The CREATURE seems aghast. "Gah! Trying to strangle me, ARSENE? It won't work!" She exclaims. She wraps her arms around you in an even tighter embrace, squishing you against her chest in an iron squeeze. Oh man. This wouldn't be a bad way to die.

>What do you do?

>>4715298
Slip out, and ask the KNIGHT to wear her as armour, so we can hug/wrestle FRANKENSTEIN into submission without dying.

>>4715298
>Tickle her

>>4715298
This might be a situation like the Knight where we have to fight her before we can convey our intent.

Assuming she's a type of monster that can be put back together like her sister, let's slash our way out with judgement

>>4715298
Her chin looks like a weak point, scratch or pat it.

>>4715298
"Oh, you got me. Good job. You should be very proud of yourself to have catch an ARSENE."

>>4715370
The electrodes, anon.

>>4715298
>Get a jolt from her electrodes (and do the mash)

>>4715332
support. for the most part, we've had to fight our way to flirt. not the opposite.

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>>4715452

>This might be a situation like the Knight where we have to fight her before we can convey our intent.
>Assuming she's a type of monster that can be put back together like her sister, let's slash our way out with judgement

You need to break from her grasp, fast. Any longer in her reanimated embrace will likely result in a one way ticket up to your grandfather's. You worm a hand down to the JUDGEMENT at your hip and after some awkward finagling, chop off her hand to free yourself. You collapse back down onto the ground to catch your breath. The hunk of meat flops down onto the ground where WEREWOLF pokes at it.

You scramble back up, your trusty cleaver-revolver-calendar at the ready for the CREATURE'S counter attack--but it doesn't come. She holds the stump at which her hand once hung, clearly panicking. "Muh-.. my.. You cut off my hand..!" She gasps out, her eyes watering. The WEREWOLF picks the split limb up off the ground, taking it up in her maw. "H-hey! Give it back!"

"Sis! Not the hand! Just.. crush him..!" The undead whines.

>What do you do?

>>4715493
"Whoa, hey, I'm sorry. I"ll fix that for you." to THE CREATURE

"Drop it. Drop it." to WEREWOLF

"There. All better." after reattaching the limb.

>>4715506
Seconding. It's worked before...

But keep a safe distance, be ready to armour up.

>>4715493
Well, I’m really sorry for doing that, but you were hurting me! You shouldn’t hurt people who you’ve just met, that’s just mean. And you don’t seem like a mean person to me, Ms Stein.