Corpse lover to check in on the necromancer aprentice.

or she can deal with that hand, it seems up her alley

>>1111163
>>1111162
Not deciding yet, but I figured I post these so people can have a reference for the symbols.

>>1123947
- Gambling Knight -> The Screaming Phantom
The only one with a mask, to protect her eye from the attacks...

- The Surface Crawler -> Bomb Frogs
She can use stealth to take out the druids, if she's so experienced.

- Alchemy Knight -> Furrius Fungus
Tell him to concoct some fungicide.

- Jester Knight -> The Necromancer Apprentice
Beginner quest for a beginner adventurer, with little cost. I don't know what the second tile is though, not on the list.

- Village Champion -> The hand of the chicken toucher
I'd rather not let the corpse fan near a corpse lover...

- Corpse Lover -> Strange Anomaly
All that's left to give.

- Shadow Taker -> The Drowned Spirit
It seems to be the most important, so the one with the highest rank goes.

- Naughty Sheep -> Stone Hydras
He's strong, and you can't really kill something that is made of stone...

Village Champion -> The hand of the chicken toucher. Is getting my vote as well.

As far as the village champion goes, if we give him the hand of the chicken toucher (since that has most votes), he is probably gonna get pretty pissed that we are giving him an easy mission considering he is experienced, and the mission is labeled as a minor nuisance, much like the farmer knight was insulted that we gave him an easy mission (description said he's pretty much like the farmer knight after all). Therefore, if we want to have him take this mission, we gotta do a bit of mind games to make it look more enticing to his skills by first recommending he use a construct.

tell him you highly recommend he use a construct on this mission, excuse could be we want to try having heroes test it out. Upon hearing this, he will probably be more angered about having to use a construct over being angered about having to do an easy mission as having to use a construct would be perceived as more insulting to his skills. we then argue a little bit, until finally we give in and respect his skills and ability to be able to go and do the mission without a construct out of pride.

Baron 2026/04/01(Wed)21:04 No. 1124172 ID: c15a60
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Dinner is ruined forever

>>1124172
Is it too late to ask for a 'Surprise Hooker Party' April Fool's update instead?

>>1124173
Why? You want birb boobies?

Baron 2026/04/01(Wed)21:32 No. 1124176 ID: c15a60
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>>1124173
HAPPY BORFDAY SON!

It's mom's birhtdey dad

TIME FOR BERB STRIPPER! PAY BIG MONEY SO BOOBIE DANSE

>>1124176
Best.
Dad.
Ever.

>>1124225
who brought up pedo stufF? thats weird, man...

anyways try flirting

We gotta show this deer we're not crazy. Do finger guns and go "Ayyy"

im fine. youre fine. can i get your number?

"Do you smell chicken?"

>>1124230
Perfect.
If that doesnt work, mime reloading your finger guns with new rounds and try again but add a "kachow" and wink, then reholster them with a flourish.
God DAMN, we are so frickdangdoodly cool.

(5/6) OMNI 2026/04/02(Thu)04:17 No. 1124238 ID: a6de65
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Haze pulls away, spit trailing with her, expression scrunched.

"You taste like ash. It's disgusting." she says.

"All for you, Angel." you reply. "Why don't you come down for seconds?"

Haze huffs, her fingers in your hair clenching into a fist.

In response, you regrip her harness until you find the fabric of her shirt, then swiftly pull it off her body.

"Eh!"

She tries to slam your head onto the floor. You expect this. To counterbalance, you rock your hips with the motion as she straddles you. This gets another noise out of her. A groan. Then a hiss. Her icy glare follows.

She's always cute like this. You think. Scrambling to save face.

(6/6) OMNI 2026/04/02(Thu)04:19 No. 1124239 ID: a6de65
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"Can you die quietly?" Haze asks.

Goosebumps crawl along her bruised skin as the cold air hits. She looks better like this, something closer to real. As an archangel, she isn't allowed to have scars or blemishes. A divine mistake you like to correct.

Teethmarks dot along her shoulder, framing where your blade had first stabbed her. The shallow wound still pulses, wet, and leaking a bit every time Haze tenses the muscles. You briefly consider shoving your fingers into it. Haze's pain receptors have dulled from years of abusing healing potions and repeat confessionals, but she would still feel that.

It'll be a tight fit.

The noise she'd make would be as good as any choir.

"No thanks."

Haze, is of course, expecting you both to fuck. You normally would agree, if the uncomfortable tightness in your pants had its say, but you're on a strict deadline. You think. You're not really sure where Eiko is at on the plan. If there even is a plan anymore.

Hmm... Should you be worried? You feel like you should. Been a while since you have--

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...How long has it been since your sister died?

Tempt her into helping Eiko. Tempt her with your own compromises.

Wait, if she's expecting a good go-around, then wouldn't denying it make her even more frustrated, subconsciously?

Then, when she's upset, turn the tusslefuck back on with a quick turn being on top, avoiding directly going after the obvious pain-pleasure triggers. Don't use much stamina, make her work for it. Once that's done, make her feel guilty for not finishing the job.

THEN go hard.

>>1124242

A little bit elaborate, but a fun way to do it.

D. “Let me answer that question with a question: what kind of demon uses plastic for horns?”

>>1124168
>We might even need to do a fake curse on him to make sure he doesn't go back on his word, like we did with Victorio and the knife thing for insurance.

(Side note: I meant to say needle, not knife)

one man's trash is another man's treasure

Oh shit! Just realized, before we continue this conversation, we are going to need to get away from that amulet. Just because Max isn’t here doesn’t mean he could come back in and sneakingly listen in on these conversation

Normally I’d pick the reasonable action and ask to walk and talk with him to get away from the amulet, but I think Bobbie deserves to let off steam with how frustrating finding allies is, so I’d say use the silverware you used to eat the pie to knock the amulet off the table as far away as you can. Hit it in an area that doesn’t have anyone around. I’d say throw it, but it might have some magical security or something.

D) Its a costume party, this is a prop crown. Really though, its flattering that you felt the need to check. We will be sure to let the artist know you found their work so convincing.

https://questden.org/kusaba/questdis/res/145150.html#145150

Great potential for friction between your two personalities, but of those you've met so far she seems to be without malice. It might be too soon to say, as you haven't talked to everyone yet, but she might be you're best bet as an ally, or even friend.

It occurs to me that no pronouns have been used except in one case that was an error. Do no species in this setting have genders?

>>1124051
Soul fraud is just murder? Odd legal terminology. Once again something we need to confirm elsewhere. Huh, how did Prescissa find out though? If there was information on everyone's crimes available they'd know what you were here for. Or maybe they do know and they're trying to find out *why* you did it. Ask if there's a public registry of crimes of those aboard. It would save you some time.

Tell them you're no golem supremacist. What you did was... more personal than that. Bring up that Roderick said you shouldn't mention violence around Prescissa... but you think Roderick is a compulsive liar. They certainly seem to have lied about not being violent. Does Prescissa actually have any hangups? Topics you should avoid?

Check out that net. Is it a fishing/trawling net? That'd make sense.

It's a little unclear what Prescissa did -
"You let prisoners out of jail?"
"If you don't have any control over your life, you're a prisoner!"

Not a direct answer, and suggests a different interpretation. Could mean...getting people fired from their desk job? Inciting a riot? Possibly, kidnapping, or something else that could be viewed as "liberating those without control"?

Not that we have to ask right now, as stated.

Well, this character seems more straightforward and forthcoming.

Let's change the subject and ask what's good for doing around here in the kitchen, and what kind of plans should we make for when we make it to shore.

She died as she lived, rocking out

Heroes never die!

Select Continue

Rock on, Grail. Rock on.

Well, hurry up and rot faster!

So we can play as the moss dryad that grows out of you.

1/2 Nalthar 2026/03/27(Fri)01:46 No. 1123967 ID: fd169b
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"He's not going down" you growl "I need some help!" Grasping one oversized ear in your teeth you throw all your weight against the bat and bear him to the floor. His teeth scrape the dusty metal as he tries to break your grip, but you keep biting down and hold fast. You range an eye about, hoping someone will be able to help before he throws you off.

Dis spares you a glance, and gets a slash across her stomach for it. She grimaces and returns to the fight with a vigor, but it's all she can do to prevent the spider from getting any more openings.

Cedric isn't doing any better. Though blinded, the spider's wild swings are still a threat. One pointed limb jabs into the mouse's thigh before he can get some distance, and he falls with a pained cry. The whips his head towards the sound, and collapses onto all eights. Stabbing his arms around himself, he crawls towards Cedric. A blade pierces the mouse's calf as he tries to scramble away, and the spider hauls himself up to loom over him.

2/2 Nalthar 2026/03/27(Fri)01:47 No. 1123968 ID: fd169b
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A black shape rushes out of the dark. The spider threatening Cedric is thrown into the wall as Kh'khechil pushes past him to get to you. Lisel right behind him, dagger in hand. The chemist gets behind the spider as it writhes on the floor and grimly thrusts her blade into his head were the control sheet feeds in. She backs up as the monster convulses and curls into a twitching heap.

You hold on as you and the bat are grasped and turned over. Keeping the chain taut and your bite firm, you lay beneath the bat and look up as Kh'khechil leans over you. His beetle face inscrutable, he calmly pulls the spider blade out of the bat's shoulder and replaces it in his eye. A thin hiss trickles from between the bat's bared teeth as he slumps against you, the glow of his other eye fading.

While the beetle helps you out from under the corpse the clashing of blades ends in a wet crunch. Dis has finally gotten a lucky strike in, and two spider limbs now end in ragged stumps. The half squirrel pushes the spider staggering away, panting heavily as she catches her breath.

The spider jerkingly whips her head around, one eye dark and its neighbor's flickering. Her control mechanism clatters for a second, and then she lets out a ragged screech. Answering screeches break out from the underfloors, back out of the vent where you came from.

The cold vent echoes emptily. You can either flee west, to where you dropped down from the dining room, or east and hope there is an exit further in.

>>1123968
Shit, if we go west and up into the dining room we'll be chased and forced to make noise.
...okay, it will take some time for the spiders to catch up. What if you killed the remaining spider, then made a fake trail East, while you go West? Bloody footprints or something. So long as you go quietly west, they should head East assuming you're fleeing at speed and you'll be ok. Also put out the light.

Retreat to the path that you know, we do not need guessing in this hectic time.

>>1123969
agreed. try to kill the last spider then throw spidey body parts out east and flee west

You're worried that your little band of outlaws is becoming too reactionary, too predictable. Like, if Gargill put out a notice claiming that every lizard should exercise three times a day, you morons would stop exercising on principle.

You're fighting because you want the rest of the world to stop breathing down your necks, telling you what to do, who you are, and how you die. But if things go too far, you'll be haunted by your guilt until you die anyway.

You're angry because your brothers seem to not get this. Have any of them thought about the future, beyond their next breeding? About what they want out of life and what parts Gargill will do anything to prevent them from having? And what shouldn't be sacrificed in the name of freedom?

>>1124063
Tell them straight, you're losing sleep because Lucy's in prison for trying to help us get some intact does. She took a serious risk, and it sounds like she even killed a Gargill employee, even AFTER one of us stabbed her. It's time Grass put some respect on Lucy's name, and that includes the one she gave you.

You know trying to rescue her is a stupid idea and would probably just make things worse for everyone involved, which just makes it feel worse. And Grass constantly needling you doesn't help.

tippler 2026/04/01(Wed)19:50 No. 1124166 ID: f1368b
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“I…It’s…I don’t know really, I feel like it’s almost like we’re trapped again, like we’re trying so hard for freedom that there isn’t space for questioning what actually would make us happy.”

“Sounds like you’re pushing yourself too hard. It’s okay to take your time with the trap, heat exhaustion is really dangerous on days like this.” Root says kindly.

“No, it’s not just that. I feel guilty. I feel horribly guilty–Lucy is in prison because she tried to help us. She killed another snake, a Gargill employee, trying to save two women! You saw the house yourself, it was an awful place where they were being kept as toys. I hate that Grass acts like Lucy’s nothing just because she’s a reptile when she’s a person like us. I know I can’t do anything about what happened but the constant needling doesn’t help. He’s still calling me Wind when I told him not to!”

Root draws himself up to his full height and bearing. “Grass, stop trying to make Rudger forget about his experience with this Lucy woman. She treated our brother well, and we should be grateful for that. We were so worried after we lost him, and she helped him recover and stay safe.”

Grass rolls his eyes but doesn’t argue. I feel a little better, but there’s a lingering, yawning chasm of anxiety in my stomach and I’m not even really sure why it’s there. Lucy is trapped. Our plan might not even work and we could be captured or injured in the struggle.

I must look disturbed, because everyone’s faces are full of pity.

Sky nudges my side. “C’mon, we can find some good sticks and sit in the shade and start sharpening. You’ll feel better when you’re distracted by something.”

Is there anything I want to talk about with my brothers while we work?

You're missing your girl, and that's natural. Not only is she of interest to you, she's an asset to you and your brothers. They might not realize how much though. Your conscious really needs some closure here. There has to be a way to help her.

>>1124169
If they've detained her on suspicion of conspiring with rabbits, any direct attempt by rabbits to help her will confirm those charges. She'll be on the run with Rudger for the rest of her life.

Which isn't to say that we can't or shouldn't. But that's a life-altering decision that she should ideally be a part of making, and we have no way to ask her.

>>1124166
Start thinking about the possibility that our plan to break out some intact does fails. Or even if it succeeds.

We can't stay this close to town. Where should we go? Where do they fantasize about going? Do you all even know what things like beaches or mountains are?

...It was never just the meat the Gormoamhi witches were sacrificing. And they had no idea.

The Rezans did the impossible. They brought the dead back to life. This is not something you can discard back into the void. It could change your way of life. It could make you worthy of bedding your goddess...

And, of course, it could let you torture these @#$%s to death over and over for all the hurt they've brought upon you.

Be patient. Wait. Trust the Daoine.
Silly, I know. But if you succeed, you're both going to live for a very long time.

Baron 2026/02/23(Mon)23:14 No. 1122552 ID: 89ca74
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Loquui is hesitant, but she trusts the dah-een that smells like Yahn. He is ingratiating himself to the other creatures with all the skill she expects of a subservient nonperson. In fact, they seem to accept him as just another servant, even though he clearly doesn't have the wrongness of the other Dah-een or Yakubi.

Baron 2026/02/23(Mon)23:15 No. 1122553 ID: 89ca74
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Loquui cannot hear, but the big Ghostskin, barks something at Yakubi, and Yakubi barks at the Dah-een. They follow. So Loquui follows.

They weave through the streets. Loquui is struck by a sense of nostalgia. These places used to be filled with her sisters, and bitches that needed a good thrashing, but there was always such noise and life. Now they are empty. It makes it harder for Loquui to hide, but she has experience. As a pup, she'd used the strange stone buildings and their funny holes to crawl into places the mistress could not sniff her out.
Though she is bigger now, Loquui finds all the old places with amazing ease, and gracefully climbes back into the narrow spaces betwe-betwee-BETWEEN-it seems the walls shrank since last time Loquui used them, as she it stuck. She'll have to wriggle her way out. Hopefully Yakubi will leave a scent she can follow-

Baron 2026/02/23(Mon)23:16 No. 1122554 ID: 89ca74
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Oh, Yakubi is getting pummelled. That's funny.





Wait, Yakubi is getting pummeled! BY SHOKZALI?!

Baron 2026/04/01(Wed)21:04 No. 1124171 ID: c15a60
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I will run you into the ground.

>>1123909
I would like to know what your plans are as well... I will be continuing my work bringing the Silent Whisperers to justice. One of them I suspect may have already fled the grounds. Speaking of which, Mr. Triumphant, do you know the current whereabouts of Darro Princely? I'm sure he would like to know that his assassination of DeRvan may be communted to attempted murder.

I will be overseeing activities regarding the corrupted universe. I will start by establishing my connections. Those who owe me must be informed that their debts are still valid despite my previous absence.

Absurdity DeVoid 2026/03/30(Mon)18:31 No. 1124061 ID: 6ca3f9
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https://www.youtube.com/shorts/V7PvmNxnfuE

>>1124061
Inner thoughts:Because of course he can't remember the one who was attached to him literally at the hip. It means Princely has probably already made his getaway. Damnit.

I will take all of these into consideration.

Might I request a copy of these images?

Toxoglossa 2026/04/01(Wed)00:14 No. 1124095 ID: d10be1
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"They might just be blending in with the surroundings, remember how Nixxy was able to sneak around the bathhouse?" Casey says, eyeing every alleyway and window. "We might be getting tailed..."

Kol does another sweep with his enhanced vision and frowns, "Still nothing, but I'll keep looking. They may not know that we're back yet."

"I wonder: is that's why Argus let us go early? He figured something like this might happen and wanted to give us a head start?"

“We better keep moving, then. We’re nearly home.” Casey replies. The pair hurry through the streets, hoping the fiery display is enough to keep everyone distracted while they slip through the crowd.

Before long, they arrive back at their house. They survey the outside from a distance and, having not seen anything suspicious, they approach.

"Let's check before we go in: this isn't an illusion or a trap, right?" Casey says, holding up a hand. "We're not experiencing any missing memories or time? What was the route we took home?"

"Uhh, down Winston ave, Through Fane Square, up the stairs to Burroughs way, took a right on Clannery and left on Birdbridge." Kol rattles off as he mentally backtracks.

Casey nods. "That sounds right to me. Nothing seems out of the ordinary, yet."

The mice approach the front door, finding the mail-box cluttered with an odd collection of objects: several glittery cards, a few scrolls, a long sliver of crystal and a handful of tiny origami figures.

some of those are definitely cursed or enchanted. Any obvious auras?

>>1124095
Don't touch any of that. Those are almost definitely magic items meant to do something once taken into the house or even simply touched. If they were safe to take in, then they would've already been taken... unless there's some reason Nixxy wouldn't be able to take your mail for you?

Knock on the door.

Leave the mail alone, if we truly are ahead of time, then leaving an empty mailbox, regardless of the nature of it's current contents, will be a surefire indicator that you're back.

>>1124095
>mailbox
Probably a trick where just taking anything out of your mailbox technically counts as accepting a gift from the fae and then you'll have to owe them or something.

Silicon 2026/04/01(Wed)10:39 No. 1124118 ID: 815fee
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???: "Oh come on. This thing doesn't take tenpence? This is bullshit..."

Silicon 2026/04/01(Wed)10:39 No. 1124119 ID: 815fee
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???: "Hm?"

Silicon 2026/04/01(Wed)10:40 No. 1124120 ID: 815fee
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Gladii: "What? Hhhggkkh... No! Keep your fingers off my sword!"

No further suggestions needed. Proper update comes soon. Happy April First!

>>1124120
:(

Dont worry fera.
Youll always be our sword princess.

Bowl them over, they're just small fry

>>1124081
Warn the one in the middle that it's dangerous to raise long, metal objects in the air during a thunderstorm.

Also, hideous monsters? That's not very nice.

Go back inside, and take the back door outside instead

>>1124081
Theres three of them, but these little snufflers dont have the sheer chesticular fortitude of a hero.
Protect titmouse!
Remember everything hooters taught you!
The titty twister!

Oh no! The Snoblins are going to tie me up and ravish me!

*Ahem* I said, the Snoblins are going to tie me up and ravish me!

Prince chei 2026/03/31(Tue)01:08 No. 1124073 ID: 5eed03
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"Guess we're naked together again, heh," you say. "Can't argue with the change in context, though."
Outissa shakes slightly, perhaps giggling in her own way.
She looks away from you, blushing intensely.
Though you can no longer understand her signs, your high APPEAL allows you to communicate in another way: through desire itself.
She's giving herself to you, communicating that she would take equal pleasure in being your Dom, or your Sub.
More than anything, she wants you to feel good... and she wants to be the one that makes you feel good.
Since you can also both Dom and Sub (albeit with a slight preference), which will you do to start?



Lots of simple choices lately!
A: Take charge.
B: Charge Outissa with pleasuring her mistress~

One way or another charging will happen, apparently.

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A

>>1124073
A.

You want her, she wants you. TAKE HER.

Gently.

For now.

A)

A

YES

GET ON WIT IT

Okay that may have been a bit of an overreaction, but don't take that too much to heart. It seems like he's taking it okay and while he's kind of an idiot, I think he'll listen if you give him some boundaries. Ask him not to touch you unexpectedly or without permission and make it clear that he's made you uncomfortable.
You weren't wrong in wanting him to stop treating you that way. Just... the pen was perhaps a bit much.
Understandable, but... please don't... don't kill people. Maybe.

Fuck, it must be so hard, Maya.

>>1123831
so give him a sex-ED and everything basically will we have to explain the process of sex and reproduction and why someone would rape?

Questden commentators: realize how alarmingly good you are at emulating the internal monologuing of an unstable teen grooming victim

>>1124030
Familiarity comes with experience.

2/3 Nalthar 2026/03/29(Sun)00:37 No. 1124031 ID: fd169b
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Meanwhile at the orchard Slime was torn between stowing on or tailing the truck to cut off these dumb drones at the source. So it decided, why not both.

One Slime formed as an ant drone, along with some of Queen's who were curious, hid in the gap between the truck cab and trailer. They munched on some orange seeds they brought and settled down for the trip.

The other slime still in crow form waited until the truck left and then the whole murder set off to follow. The truck was easy to track, its headlights standing out in the twilight, so Slime took the opportunity to look out at the city. The setting sun shone brilliantly on towers of glass and chrome. From this height Slime could even see the ocean where an immense structure, long and low, dominated the space just off the shore.

"Hey boss, the thing's goin to ground!" Crow called. Slime whipped its attention back to the truck to see it disappear into a tunnel beneath an unusual tower coated in greenery. "Oh no, after it!" Slime wrapped its wings and dropped like a stone, a maneuver the other crows struggled to match.

Slime swooped into the tunnel entrance, but there was already no sign of the truck. The underground road split three ways, and when Slime flew in one it could see further exits ahead. Winging back out it reconnoitered with the flock and planned its next move.

E) Search from the air. The truck must have come from a factory, surely not hard to spot.
F) Investigate the tower. A tall structure of glass and stucco with a dome on top. Greenery spills from many openings in its sides.
G) Check out that thing on the beach.

3/3 Nalthar 2026/03/29(Sun)00:37 No. 1124032 ID: fd169b
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Meanwhile Slime on the truck woke from a little nap as the truck came to a sudden halt. Easing out of a drowsy cuddle of drones it peeked out of the gap it was hid in.

The loading dock was a bustle of activity. Bots scurried around bringing boxes of all sizes to waiting trucks. As soon as one was loaded and left another took its place.

Slime could see two ways out of the room.

J) The passage the bots were going in and out of.
K) A stair well that looked like it went up.

BGK

>>1124029
B
>>1124031
F
>>1124032
K. Though... at some point it's going to be a good idea to backtrack through the tunnel to find a path for reinforcements to take.

B

E

J

>>1124004
A. We also have the tools there to create a controlled environment.

A

A) easy clean up if it makes a mess

>>1124004
A: Bring both crystals with us to the Cloud Resort Construction Site. It's the responsible thing to do! We'll have to bring them around with us for a while, but we'll be able to keep an eye on them. That's a better option by far than dumping them in a co-worker's lake, or worse, risking the contaminants leaking out from a place no one kbows about! What kind of good, hard-working reploid would we be then?

While theyre all good ideas, a is the most responsible option as chemical formixer dan also assure no humans are exposed to the materials while keeping up with her other duties.
Abandoning a responsibility, even if one not usually assigned to you, is not sonething a good reploid would do and chemical formixer is, more than anything, a good reploid in her core program..

How many of you are allowed? 3 would be enough. Just you and a guard or so. Everybody else can stay in range but get distance from the police. Perhaps have a few head to the mayor to go play politics. We are a voting bloc now.

If I got this right, you can stand outside the wall, it just has to be the right wall.

You can also ask that they use their radios and call in a neumono officer, any of which could spot what's wrong.

There is something about this situation that really makes you appreciate why neumono became such a violent species.
An attack on one is one and the same as an attack on all. Hive Neumono I would say rank death and going rogue closely. They can feel each others emotions as though they are one. And last but not least... an eye for an eye, and the world goes blind.
Makes me wonder how they got OUT of that closed circle of war, wasn't it contact with other species? I digress

Your hive CANNOT really back down without risking falling apart, these people don't want to be the ones to do so, only you can as the Queen.
You do not have many tools here, only your words, the fact they hopefully don't want to shoot into a hive and be gruesomely murdered, whatever laws may or may not exist or even matter seeing as these are the enforcers, and whatever groups are above these people.

And I have to admit, I do not have many USEFUL words here, not that wouldn't amount to further escalation, I doubt telling them what the cost of shooting into a hive would be taken well, even if it might FORCE them to back down, you cannot back down enough to just go above them, I do not know what the hell the laws are or if they even care (I can imagine a world where a Hive counts as a person, I do not know if it is this one).

Hope they listen to a calm explanation? Even if they do not listen, it will buy time to cool the hive, if only enough to attempt to go above them.

>>1123913
This is bad for us, but I can sympathize with these policemen. They're used to people like us abusing our power to ignore the laws that are meant to keep people safe. They have good reason to see us as a threat. Share that compassion with our hive. Turn to them and tell them to hold; we are not here for violence. The aliens will see our call for a peaceful solution and hopefully see us as less of a threat.

Then we talk to our hivemates and plan. Those of us with legal or financial ability, separate from the group and see to those needs. The others will go around the building to try and sense our hivemates, or record us with their phones to make sure the police don't do anything crazy.

As for Ryka and our closest followers, we are still going to visit our hivemates. They are in dire need and we will not leave them behind at this crucial moment. If being arrested is the only way to get close to them, so be it. Show our hive that we're willing to put ourself on the line for them; by the time the police are done processing us, we'll get some minor civil disobedience charges at worst, but we'll be here long enough to ensure our hivemates our safe.

Adding on to my earlier suggestion:

To help the officer understand you can use an analogy... these former rogues are now your children. How long would he keep a newborn separated from its mother? This is an emergency.
Apologize for bringing what looks like an angry mob here. You have no choice but to move as a group at the moment. You know he had good reason for arresting people during the initial chaos. You apologize for their behavior as well, both past and present, and you promise that sort of behavior will not continue. You are a new hive, and that is live-changing, for all involved. You can ensure that that change is for the better.
Ask if there is any sort of compromise you can make? Would some sort of agreement or promise to behave a certain way in the future help?

Remember when you pee in the dream, you pee in real life!

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The dream begins... and you awaken.

You are a mercenary known as Fox, you've got a job on this station here, Stanford Station as it's called. You have a long job ahead of you and if you play it right you'll make more money than you ever needed, you'll be able to pay off your ITA debts, and retire at last.

Your tail swishes, and you think to yourself about all the ways this job can go wrong. But for now, you have some armor, you have a job, and finally, you have a name. Fox is just a call sign.

What is your name?

And so begins our two week hiatus

Juniper

Steven McDot

>>1123951
Oh that's good!