Suggestion 2026/04/04(Sat)03:39 No. 1124357 ID: a4a832
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Friz? Hey, you there? What's with that look?

Huh. Zoning out 'cause it's a repeat of an old one, I guess.


: ...anything I can do to get your help?
: Get me a gun.
: Sure! Got one right here.
: A real gun--
: Hold on, that is a real gun.
: Yep (it's not mine).
: Double-mode energy, disabler module for crew and laser module for any leftover cult stuff.
: You get temporary clearance for it. Security's informed.
: (Thanks, you're a lifesaver.)

Suggestion 2026/04/04(Sat)03:41 No. 1124358 ID: a4a832
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: Well, hell.
: Guess I can help you. Stick close and keep a light up.
: Do you actually plan on getting in fights?
: (I feel like we're overselling the risk of maintenance...)
: Nope.
: But I don't stick my neck out for security without safety measures.
: Forgive him, he loves to take his brand of grimness so seriously.
: Yeah, sorry, let me just go and just forget all the coffin-stuffers I pull out of maintenance so I can be more immediately useful and immediately dead.
: Couldn't be me. I never forget a corpse.

Suggestion 2026/04/04(Sat)03:41 No. 1124359 ID: a4a832
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The halls are almost like a real station, not a debt prison. You walk around there, the worst of the rain you'll hear is a light bit of patter. Here in maintenance, the sound carries. It pounds, not like a drum but a voice. Liquid on glass and cheap metal, the sound of fake gravitons meeting nebula clouds and turning into a downpour. It's a sick emulation of the kind of business that ought to be happening at least a couple kilometers up from Earth, and nowhere around here. But our leaky gravity generator means it happens right here, and all day and night. And the real people, with the names and the lives and the footfalls where rain ought to end up, they won't care. For them, the rain is still just a quiet patter.

Suggestion 2026/04/04(Sat)03:42 No. 1124360 ID: a4a832
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Rain forms somewhere else, falls down to all the real people, where they can see it. Like packaging in a warehouse, or food in a restaurant kitchen. The business is all out of sight, it's all in the Back. Comes together in some cloudy place, don't think about where. By the time it reaches the Front, it's fresh and fingerprint-free. Not a trace of someone's sweat, it's crystal clear. But here, we're where the packages are wrapped and the meals are cooked. We're in the Back, not the Front. Of course we'd be right where the clouds turns to rain. Where it doesn't sound like a patter, it sounds like a howling scream.



: (What are you talking about? That metaphor is getting really dense and I'm having trouble keeping up.)
: Nothing, kid. Just thinking about things.
: (I kinda wanna know what that stuff is sometime. Reminds me of some stuff said a long time ago.)

Suggestion 2026/04/04(Sat)03:44 No. 1124361 ID: a4a832
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: I haven't actually been in here before. What's she like?
: You mean ? God.
: God.
: I guess I forgot you're even newer than me. So you've really never tried her gambling thing?
: (Nobody ever tells me what it's like (even though everyone goes there)...)
: You're supposed to be good at reading people. Or the other guy was?
: What was your job again?
: Forensics. Technically my real job is forensic insurance stuff, so I try to do real forensics for the DVSD.
: did the interviews these days, usually.
: Which one of you did surveillance?
: Surveillance...?



: Guess that's my answer. What's the read on that gambling lady?

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Toxoglossa 2026/04/04(Sat)02:23 No. 1124348 ID: d10be1
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“What the blazing litchfire?” Casey gasps.

The two occupants in the bed turn to the source the interruption. Nixxy lifts her head up, and beams as she recognizes her friends. ”Oh! Is you! You is home! Welcome back!”

Between her thighs, still balls deep in the kelpie is-

“GABE?” Kol glares, “What- what are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be down by the docks?”

Oh no, he's taking on the selkie raid solo. Help him.

Ah but Gabe has an earring. So who's this then?

Did Fennel learn shapeshifting?

>>1124348
>Gabe
Yeah, that's an impostor. Look at the ears, he's got no hole from when Raithe bit him. And the tuft of hair on his head is supposed to be spikey, this impostor has poofy hair.

Also, despite Gabe being really horny, he knows when to put his dick away and to get serious, he wouldn't abandon his duties at the docks.

...Clone?
Shoot the clone

Lila 2026/04/04(Sat)01:39 No. 1124343 ID: eb7cbf
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>_

Try and break off the nozzle of the coffee machine to see if anything flows out.

Anything in that barrel?

oh no they stole your likeness and are using it for a coffee mascot. Those bastards.

also I think I see something under the barrel lid, might be helpful.

Don't let that machine get the better of you. Rough it up.

Prince chei 2026/04/03(Fri)18:48 No. 1124280 ID: 2b2731
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--Both paths converge here--

As you think about your next move, you notice Outissa rubbing her butt softly. Ah, is she into that...?
When you let Skif try your 'other entrance', you weren't overly fond of it... but...
Maybe Outissa knows something he doesn't? Some secret to making it pleasurable?
It could be worth a try, but you get the feeling she would be more than happy with sticking to the 'standard' entrance as well.
What'll it be?

Hold that thought, game.

First, which earlier path should we canonize?

A: Sensually exploring her body.
B: Softly circling her areolas.

And then, what'll Ceri do next?

X: Time to embrace dranal (dragon anal).
Y: Let's make that pussy of hers flow~

>>1124280
A , X

B, Y

A
X

>>1124280
AY!

Galena, please throw a rock into the tech runeling's GIANT WOUND.

Masterfully done Galena, thank you.

This will have to be the last time we take an untested spell into the field.
Silv needs rest and electrolytes.

Where'd Fern go?

>>1124273
You are the best robot big sister ever galena.

>>1124329
see
>>1121176
>Fern stands guard with the shovel at home.

[24/25] Stingpie 2026/04/03(Fri)23:03 No. 1124314 ID: 35d66b
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Mayo: LISTEN UP, BUCKLEY DOE! WE NEED TO KICK THE PEDO TEACHER IN THE WIENER.

[25/25] Stingpie 2026/04/03(Fri)23:04 No. 1124315 ID: 35d66b
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Ian P.: Are you taking me to our first date?? Classes start at 9:00! I need to get back before then!

Where should Mayo go?

Oh shit uhh teens. Teens date go to theeee malt shop! Yeah, that's a teen thing still, right?

>>1124318
Yes!
The malt shop!
our newly hallucinated interest in home brewing will no doubt enchant this romantic interest.
Or iv we cant find that, sone place that sells overly large milkshakes with two straws so we can duel in a milk drinking contest!

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?

tippler 2026/04/03(Fri)19:55 No. 1124282 ID: f1368b
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>There has to be a way to help Lucy
I’m not sure there’s a feasible way for us to free any women at this point, much less a reptile that my brothers don’t know or care about. This whole chameleon plan has been making me terribly anxious. If it goes wrong, we’ll have to flee. We might even get hurt so badly we can’t flee.

I grip the branch I’m stripping of bark and bonk it against my head. Sky looks up from his sticks and the rope.

“Sky, what’s our back-up plan? What happens if we can’t capture this guy and they find our burrow? We’ll have to leave and we might not ever be able to come back.”

“Then we’ll leave. We can travel around and look for wild rabbits, the weather’s warm enough that we don’t need a permanent burrow to survive.”

“But what if someone’s hurt? What if Gargill keeps hunting us?”

“They can’t chase us forever, it’s not worth it for them, costs too much. We’ll be okay, Rudger. I’m sorry you’re having a hard time right now.”

I take a deep breath and let it out with a sigh. “Yeah. Thanks.”

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remove the collar for today. Hide it somewhere. reasons: if the plan fails and the chameleon gets away, they will have evidence that you as Lucy's "pet" was in cahoots with the bnuuy resistance, and thus she will probably be executed for allying herself with them.

Secondly, the chameleon is looking for wild rabbits anyways. He's probably not going to be too dedicated to hunt down anyone perceived as a pet

Thirdly, Lucy's friend might spot you if you wear the collar.

>>1124284
Good calls. There's the risk he shoots at you, but if he's at all smart he'll try to track you back to the others and bag the whole bunch. I think the gamble is worth it to avoid implicating Lucy. It's the least we can do on our end.

(1/3) kpwlt 2026/04/03(Fri)14:05 No. 1124264 ID: 127310
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>the question is; is this a premonition, or an offer?

How does Sam tell the difference?

>I guess this means you become ruler of... whatever this place is?

Shrikenest, the capital of Southshoals, perhaps? Or even all of Southshoals? Seems a little out there.

>They're promising good things will happen to you after you summon them. Perhaps they're saying you will have control.

Sam does like the idea of that. Even a little bit of control would go a long way in her life.

>After we decide what to do about the crows, we should confront her.

Very well.

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(2/3) kpwlt 2026/04/03(Fri)14:05 No. 1124265 ID: 127310
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UBERTO: “Sam! Oh hey, what’ve you got there?”

SAM: “A feather… Oh, I don’t know. It doesn’t look like a feather. I think I can use it to summon some kind of crow.”

UBERTO: “Why are we summoning crows?”

SAM: “I think they might be able to help me, us. With looking for the pages and other things.”

UBERTO: “...Alright. Well, just keep me in the loop about this stuff.”

Uberto gags a little from the smell and leaves. Sam can tell that he is utterly unconvinced that this ‘feather’ will be any more than a pataphysical dead end. She is a little disappointed. It feels as though he only goes along with all of this because she’s his friend, and not because he thinks anything will come of it.

(3/3) kpwlt 2026/04/03(Fri)14:06 No. 1124266 ID: 127310
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The box feels a little heavy in Sam’s hand. The placement of the knobs and latches makes it difficult to get a good grip on the thing. In the near silence, a quiet tapping comes from within.

Sam quickly unlatches the end panel to find nothing inside. Opening the other panels reveals the same interior. The tapper is nowhere to be seen.

Sam leaves and joins the others.

SIMONE: “Heya. What’s that?”

SAM: “A box. It’s empty.”

JURIST: “Hmm. It is too shallow here. Too bright. The Daughter will not find this bird far from its nest.”

The box is much lighter now.

It sounds like the jurist is saying it will cone back after you go down the well.

I suppose now is as good a time as any to ask Uberto what he thinks of crow visions, and where to go from here.

Hmm. Close it again, I think, and bring it to the gallery. Closer to the nest. Open it there, the feather should appear.

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.

How would I know? We're just here as a representative. Ooh hoo hoo! However we are impressed. We use the crown to help us with what we do. Still, what good would a soothsayer's item be to yourself? (So many not-quite lies! Last one is a question so no lie. Leading question but no lie.)

Absurdity DeVoid 2026/04/03(Fri)17:13 No. 1124268 ID: 6ca3f9
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Possible answers to the question that was asked:

A) This doesn't look anything like you.

B) I can see the resemblance.

C) You look better not being a human.

D) Other suggestions.

Well it's important to know who you were. Just as it's important to deal with what you now are.

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.

Absurdity DeVoid 2026/04/02(Thu)22:59 No. 1124251 ID: 6ca3f9
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Pick which construct will be the most helpful for this quest.

The chest, to safely store the hand

Agreeed with chest. The last time, the farmer knight did not take care to restrain the chicken toucher. This time, we’ll be prepared to keep that hand from moving.

B

E

J

I'll break the tie with an F.

BFK, we gotta go up to get down!

BGK.

BFK

(secret evil answer: we split again to explore the passageway and stairwell)

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.

(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.

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

...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?

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..."

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???: "Hm?"

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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!