I can't believe I got tricked into wanting to read Jailbreak again.

good plan

Long Live The Queen Queen Ryka 2026/05/13(Wed)07:56 No. 1126762 ID: 98ffe2
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In the end, we're only held for a night.

The morning after we wake is spent primarily with showering, the long lines composed solely of 'us' driving home just how far beyond capacity the holding facility is. Afterwards, we put on the same clothes we slept in... and then we're simply released to the outside.

The rest are, at least. Apart from Kiara and Nellie, who are standing on the other side of the door, I'm the only one left, sitting in a small conversation room with the pomi from before at the opposite end of a table, being informed about the realities of crime and punishment.


"...Just let them go." He's saying, his professionalism tried by the appearance of his arm keeping him upright on the table, palm against the side of his head.

He looks exhausted. But more than that, he looks harrowed.

"I see." I say, neutrally. In honesty, I expected an outcome similar to this; the holding cells just aren't equipped to deal with spontaneous groups of this size.

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Coda

>>1126763
'Coda' might work for the symbolism; in music, it's the passage that brings a piece to the end. We have essentially brought an end to moment we all lived as rogues.

I wonder if there's a neumono term for the beginning of a piece though, that might be more fitting. 'Intro' or 'Prologue' don't really have the right ring to them...

B 2026/05/12(Tue)21:58 No. 1126749 ID: 0e26f4
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U take king wit u

waps king skwurm & act liek litle larva tho. NOT HOT!!

were u take king now?

to the walrus pits

Show him all the best flowers!

>>1126752
yeah he's probably never seen the world outside of his nest. You know how royals are

>>1126752
ye

On the one hand this seems like it could be a classic temptation lure you into freeing something evil.

On the other hand, crows are cool.
You should go along with this until information presents itself that it would be a bad idea.

To that end, ask it why it wouldn't talk in front of the others.

(1/2) kpwlt 2026/05/12(Tue)15:41 No. 1126734 ID: 127310
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>What it says supports what we found remaining in the book. "Protect the Crown" most importantly-- that is a noble goal. As for molding the country... honestly you should forget about that, aside from perhaps implementing more protections to keep the Crown protected.

Sure, Sam can get behind the idea that the vague idea of ‘protecting the Crown’ is good, in the same way that ‘promoting peace’ and ‘ending conflict’ are, but what, specifically, does this mean? And Sam isn’t convinced that moulding the country is necessarily a bad thing. She knows Southshoals has its problems. If she was at the reins, maybe things would be better for everyone?

You should go along with this until information presents itself that it would be a bad idea.

What kind of information would clue Sam in to that?

>To that end, ask it why it wouldn't talk in front of the others.

SAM: “So. Why did you want to talk to me alone?”

BEAK?: “It is not… a want. Your will corrodes the feather. Your acquaintances’ will does too. Perchance, imagine a tree that spreads outwards as it grows upwards. You are currently in one of the… lowest boughs, of this tree, where my feathers can reach you. When you are… joined by others, there is not enough room in the low parts of the tree, and… without even realising, you climb to a higher branch. Now that my feather is in the tree, it is easier for it to stay in the tree than before, and perhaps it could ascend slightly, but it is a poor climber.

SAM: “If your feather is here, where are you?”

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(2/2) kpwlt 2026/05/12(Tue)15:41 No. 1126735 ID: 127310
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Sam’s train of thought is interrupted by a jabbing sensation in her left forearm. It’s as though someone is jabbing around with a needle. This is a sensation that Sam is fairly used to. Sam and Uberto have a small sympathetic alphabet tattooed on their non-dominant arms that they can use to communicate if need be. It’s fairly rudimentary, but it gets the job done.

This particular message roughly translates to
UBERTO HERE IF SAM NEED HELP LOUD SAY.

>>1126734
>If she was at the reins, maybe things would be better for everyone?
Do you have any experience governing? Or being in a position of power/authority? You could easily make things worse with an ignorant or reckless approach.

>>1126735
Well, time to see if the feather can ascend to Uberto's branch. Call him in.

Ask the feather what protecting the crown means exactly. In what ways could this be done?

you can message back that you're fine and headed back.

unless beak has anything else to say you should return to the others.

Absurdity DeVoid 2026/05/12(Tue)21:43 No. 1126741 ID: 16b713
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A) Shake her hand.

B) Refuse to shake her hand.

C) Wave at her.

>>1126741
A) Might as well see what happens.

A. “It’d be an honor”

We got nothing worth stealing

A) oh gosh

rolled 10, 2, 3, 1, 17, 5, 12, 16, 15, 18, 5, 11, 11, 11, 4, 16, 5, 4, 2, 15 = 183

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>>1126369
Flame Shroud up! I'll use Fleet of Foot to move over to the machine and try to figure out a way to turn it off without breaking it. One intellect effort. Math:

3 Intellect points - 2 edge = 1 point spent

rolled 12, 13, 8, 1, 6, 12, 13, 4, 12, 15, 11, 7, 11, 12, 11, 13, 11, 10, 17, 2 = 201

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Reiko instinctively goes for her arm. She quickly punches in a few commonly-known 'Factory Reset' and 'Sleep Mode' codes and sends the signals out across the zone, hoping that whatever accounts as a controller for this metallic goo will shut down. Best-case scenario, they might even be re-programmable. (Good thing these aren't the shutdown codes for the chainpods... right?)

[Disable Device 2 Effort]

Hiss of equalizing pressure as the chainpod unseals, pseudopod extruding itself in pursuit of an unfamiliar chemical gradient, together yield the momentary instinctive impression of a serpent lunging out of the shadows - but a heartbeat later, shadow and serpent both are revealed to be the same single nanomotile mass.

Paprika sprints across pockmarked nickle-steel walls (gravity here feels like it's barely more than a polite suggestion) curving above the vertical shore of an oily pond, dodging inquisitive tentacles all the way.
>>1126487
>rolled 12, 13, 8

Reiko's voice is in Paprika's mind, claiming to be able to see through her eyes. Burbling zen-garden waterfall - oilfall? - from which more strut ooze is continuously emerging, opposite the airlock, is surrounded for at least three or four meters on all sides by a control panel https://jayeaton.site/Art/RttS/Comics/BugFerretTerminal that looks like it was primarily designed for entertaining hyperactive alien children: smooth corners, oversized gripping surfaces, chunky stylized patterns in oversaturated colors from a palette slightly wrong for the human visual range.

>>1126470
Reiko explains that this isn't a totipotent fabricator, but the type of responsive synth they need in order to repair the terapede has a strict subset of strut ooze capabilities. Already uploaded a revision worm with deliberately flawed blueprints, but direct hardware access is necessary in order to clear ALL the local caches at once, prevent what's informa

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Reiko takes a moment to catch her breath... did she forget to do that? She'll need a nap when they find a way out of this.

Reiko helps Paprika back into the chainpod and seal the door so they can all take a breath.

>How they're even talking.
"Oh, that was pretty awesome. You got some nanotech splattered around your face, and it started eating you at the microbial level, so I was poking shutdown commands left and right-" Reiko stops, realizing Paprika can't see her AR display. "sorry. Basically, I used my implant to order a few clusters of nanomites on your face to shut down, but then I realized I was somehow sending them direct, complex orders and they followed with precision! Which meant I could order one particular cluster of the goo to stop eating you and vibrate words instead. And the problem was I could only give commands to around three or four clusters at a time, and there were around five hundred thousand that I could see. And I tried to replace the nanomachine printer's schematics with bacteria-sized plushies but that only stopped further reproduction. I needed you to, well, 'attack the mainframe' to get the big machine to brainwash every visible nanomite cluster and then some!"

>Air's filling up with smoke
"Uh-oh."

rolled 8, 18, 5, 11, 9, 5, 1, 17, 15, 17, 3, 11, 16, 5, 20, 13, 8, 9, 12, 11 = 214

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>>1126223
Cricket mutters, half to herself tracing the wood with a finger

"This whole thing feels like a trap. These "crew quarters" are unlike any barracks I'm familiar with. They seem more like some sort of holding cells. Reinforced floor and ceiling? Single entry? This vessel was for mining? Maybe the crew were not sent willingly? I am familiar with the practice of press-ganging for hard labor. Criminals, dissidents, foreigners... you all were press ganged yourselves, more or less, were you not? Perhaps this is a sort of poem. See how you now, crew of this vessel, have become trapped within its walls, forced to dangerous work, as the occupants before."

>>1126369
>>1126642
After Paprika's restless stunt leaves her at risk of permanently leaving the party, Cricket asks if there's any hold up to leaving? Maybe if we are going to get ominous messages and hounded on all sides by deadly space hazards, they could just... go somewhere else? You go off risking your life, not for honor but because you are stressed, yes? Maybe instead, come back, we can go off seeking adventure elsewhere, rather than run off alone into hostile environments without support? Please?

>>1126720
Oh man she is pretty, i wo der if we can ask her out- oh she js approaching.

>>1126732 ouch... the heck happened. Did we just explode?

Well that's rude.
You're not outspeeding that, and more mass is unlikely to help. Perhaps you can disguise yourself as a smaller version of that masked marauder.

well. we aren't dead. kinda.

so they use threads and theres likely invisible webbing strewn about the room. any chance we can burn it? otherwise we could just... zerg rush and hopefully learn more.

uhh... try not to die as fast.

>>1126706
Why is this
happening
to us...

>>1126709
Okay. You
can do this (___).
You can do this.
No one else can...
(That first symbol in the unknown word looks like a capital L, the second one is a kind of reverse j, and the third is an i. Pet name for herself I'd guess? The second symbol is very odd though. I know that dot isn't part of the L, and besides that symbol is only ever by itself as part of a j.)

>>1126710
Assume if it's not
about cleaning or like...

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What the fuck was that!? I don't even think you stand a chance against that thing even in fight mode, hell from the explanation you gave us earlier I don't think you have enough in your fuel stores to even transform into that again. Shit...

Whelp, looks like the water tank path is now a no go until further notice... which means that elevator door in the silk pod room is the only exit available to us... wonder if we talk to Miire if she would be able to give us access to the elevator. She might have the authority to give you access to another floor. Hope it didn't need an item you picked up cause it looks like you lost all your gear.

Alright, so how does Fennel like it?

Describe that mouse puss, Fennel. And Nixxy's for comparison.

Toxoglossa 2026/05/07(Thu)01:03 No. 1126451 ID: d10be1
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“I want you, all of you…” Kol tugs on his fiancé’s hand and nods his head towards the waterfall. Together, they slosh through the waves and head towards the cliff face.

At the base of the falls they find a pair of benches carved into the stone: each covered with soft, fragrant moss that seems to flourish in the humid environment. Kol tests the water with a hand, finding it warm and inviting. “Where’s it coming from?”

“This place is all a closed loop. It gets recycled and cleaned by a bunch of charms built in. It’s also smaller than it looks: if you swim out too far or try to climb past the cliffs, you end up back on the beach.” Caleb says, looking up at the waterfall with a satisfied grin. “So what did you have in mind?”

The mouse replies by leaning in for a kiss, gently pushing the big selkie down onto a bench under the spray of the falls. “I just wanted to show you my appreciation, and a little of something I learned while I was gone.”

He clambers up in Caleb’s lap, draping his arms over his husband’s broad shoulders. His hips grind in slow circles, bobbing up and down in place as the fae’s cock rubs against his cheeks. Kol gasps as the big sailor cups his ass with one hand: slipping a claw inside him and running it around the inside of his tail-hole, helping him loosen up.

Toxoglossa 2026/05/08(Fri)23:17 No. 1126520 ID: d10be1
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Still over-sensitive from her climax, Casey steadies her breathing as the elemental sucks at her clit. Unable to really see her partner, the binder closes her eyes and traces the edges of her partner.

Fennel glubs happily as the tendril feels her up, encouraging Casey to go further. Not bound by the need for air, the undine wraps her mouth around the mouse’s pussy and laps at her folds. The slight tang of salt coats her tongue, diluting itself as it spreads throughout her body. The elemental nuzzles eagerly into the tight space between Casey’s thighs, the feeling of warmth and life drawing her closer.

Casey’s tendril curls around Fennel’s tail and presses against the base. The undine lets out a wordless gasp as the tip finds her vulva and slides inside. Spread around the glowing tentacle, she purrs as Casey’s spell pumps itself in and out.

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Kol rocks in place, focusing on relaxing as Caleb’s finger loosens him up. The digit twists inside him, curling around to tease his prostate and he pushes back into the pressure eagerly.

“Heheh, you ready, then?” The selkie asks.

Kol nods and braces himself against the sailor’s shoulders. “Ah~ I need it now…”

Caleb tilts his chin up to beckon the mouse onward. “You want it? Come get it.”

Kol lifts himself up off his fiancé’s lap and reaches down with one arm. He feels Caleb’s cock bobbing under his fingertips and lifts it up into position. With deliberate slowness, the mouse sinks down: guiding the thick shaft to its target.

He lets out a shuddering moan as pressure builds under his tail before there’s a pop as Caleb slips in. The satisfying ache of the head spreading him is enough to make his knees weak as he grinds in place: feeling it tug at his walls.

“Mmmm, still tight. Good. I was worried Argus was gonna leave ya all worn out.” Caleb teases, giving the mouse’s butt a squeeze.

“You know I’m always tight and hot for you…” Kol breathes, leaning in for a kiss. The sailor’s tongue slips in alongside his and he moans for his husband as inch after inch of hard cock fills him.

Head [marketwards]

>>1126685
>up and down???
Probably better replaced with "(whatever's at the top)wards" and "(whatever's at the bottom)wards"
Like, enginewards, bridgewards, etc. In this case I guess it's marketwards and towerwards, and once you get to those destinations then optimally everything's oriented such that "up" and "down" make sense for local directions.

Also yeah let's head marketwards. If we can scrounge up some currency maybe we can spend it before it falls into the black hole of debt.

to the market, to see what people have dropped. always something to find on the floor.

>Corona Towers

this way when you go to sell the junk you find in the market they are far less likely to figure out you're selling them the same stuff they just threw away.

Market time!

Absurdity DeVoid 2026/05/11(Mon)23:43 No. 1126676 ID: 16b713
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Possible answers to the question that was asked:

A) I don't have the fear of my missing eye.

B) I do not want to trade with you.

C) Fine, I will give you this one coin, but you'd better offer something good in return.

D) Other suggestions.

B. That coin seems a lot more valuable than we realize based off his reaction.
And taking away a fear of Bobbie’s eye feels like could change a lot of Bobbie’s personality. Sure she would no longer fear it, but that fear also built up an experience and hardened her, and continues to do that. I’ve seen Bobbie many times go against all odds against some fearful foes, and she has always managed to have the courage she built up from that experience to counter those fears she has for her people. She took no shortcuts, and grew strong from it.

I think the darkness is starting to cause us to hallucinate and see things that shouldn’t be there. Let’s get back to the party where it’s brighter before we miss the rest of the performances

just wanted to add, this guy totally ruined everything for my friends and I in another quest after we trusted him. His betrayal still stings, and I am certain it will hurt hard if we take his deal

"a chance to participate" is not a guarantee. in exchange for a coin that is guaranteed to be worth something, there should be more offered to us. tho i personally lean against making a deal with mysterious strangers cloaked in darkness

I don't know, this guy is shady as shit. But at the same time he is only asking for one coin. What can he even do with that? So Bobbie do what you want, I will not judge you.

>>1126700
Except the whole fear of your lost eye, what is up with that.

>>1126682
ok i legit cannot un-imagine a TerminalMontage animation of Tetsi being thrown

>>1126679
It's out there in the void. We can't maneuver out there; only Mel can fly. So the choice is obvious, have Mel fly us out there so we can Identify it.

...Actually, can we maneuver in the void? Flinging ourselves out towards points of interest has worked so far, but was that just because Silv is really good at going the right direction or is there some course correction possible?

Galena, flip a coin and harvest one of the islands at its edge. We'll call you if we need help. Mel, take point.

>>1126679
>I thought we were gonna save the runes for a big island expansion Tetsi
In defense of the Cloak/Hide rune idea, the idea was to make a cloaking field to keep the island from being noticed and devoured by the giant voidlings as we make it bigger.

But yes, go with Mel. For one, she can fly!

>>1126679
Jiggles.
I mean Mel.
She could do with the exercise.
Aw, im just kidding silv. Shes cool.
Dont tell her that bit.

Hey, galena, see if you can find our sprout pal. Theyve been awfully quiet lately.

Where do we stand with the greater Camarilla, Anarch, or Sabbat sects? Secondly, how is our hunger at the moment? Do we have a particular feeding habit we follow?

You need to find something different. Do something different. But to do that, you must be strong. Ready for anything. You must drink.

Its time for change, as stagnancy is death.

buy an RV and get out there

Alright, you have an apartment, just get a computer and become a YouTuber who pretends that they are a fake vampire. I don't know anything about Vampire: The Masquerade. I just wanted to contribute

>>1126634
Retrieve arms from coffin.

>>1126507
Any advice for the escape route?

Silence 2026/05/11(Mon)14:05 No. 1126664 ID: 6d1406
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>>1126527
"Nobody else in the hangar, just us for now. The KW Execs are coming to see it tomorrow, low presence as a result, this is a secure hangar... hence the need for Mr. Silver's little negotiation."

>>1126528
"Is there any advice for the escape route?"

"There will be an ITA carrier not too far off, just past some local asteroids brought in for resources. The Mech is a high mobility type, you should be able to fly there under its power, easy enough."

"Good, sounds easy enough."

You all ready for this?

yep, and good luck to you

It's time. High risk, high reward, high dive.

Have three different escape routes and don't trust your bosses.

Get going.

>evee looked in your bag.
Thats just bakoth using the truth to sow discord.
Annoy him by not biting tanna.
She didnt take anything after all.

>clothes and sewing for beastfolk
Ah hah!
I KNEW your nudism had a reason.

>mina likes attention.
Oh.
Oh no.
Shes going to regret that.

>>1126615
This is a solid plan.
We can call it operation, living flashbomb.

Tanna scouting makes sense.
Yesterday, evee would have been best, but now shes an eagle eyed sniper and our slinky is one with the shadows.

Light on your feet and eyes open slinky.
Lead em in.

>>1126607
Personally, I've always found the concept of full reincarnation terrifying.
You lose everything. Every precious moment, every hard-fought lesson... every scrap of love you had for anyone else, ever. And what's your reward? To do it all over 'again'? As if your life never happened? Even if there's a truth to your core identity, some part of you that is fundamental... what if that core is tortured by repeating its trials? And more importantly, how can you be sure that you aren't being used?
Imagine being a mother with a child you love with all your heart, and then dying and reincarnating as the crazy psycho bandit who murders that child. Imagine reincarnating as one of the tormented plague carriers you read about in a book who lived ten thousand years ago, space and time inverting around mere mortalkind just to ensure that the suffering was real, that it existed, and that it happens to some version of you! Imagine reincarnating as someone you'd never willingly choose to become in this life - because some angel demanded you become someone else and didn't want to deal with some pesky free will to get through it!
...
I wonder if the darkness and confusion we are born into is just the last embers of our past identities finally ceasing to be as we're born once more.

Really hope you can change things, Tanna. For all of us.

>>1126609
>Spectacles
Children's toys. I got some, myself.
I know a couple tricks you can use with 'glass':
* Micro-Ray of Fire: You can create a tiny ray of fire with convex spectacles a

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My... aren't you guys an emotional roller coaster? I have a lot to say about this exchange but will save most of the silly topics for after the stress passes.

Out of curiosity: what are the related root words for steel in your language? It's interesting that Mina thought it was something strange to translate. I would guess that if your culture is older than ours, it might have something to do with meteorites.

Now you have to juggle the few inconsistencies of that lie without annoying us. Remember that it only takes one of us to reveal the truth to them, so be careful about blaming us.
It happened last night. I'm not sure when, but I presume closer to when you fell asleep than when you woke up. You need to come up with an excuse for why, according to you, we witnessed a past event in case it ever comes up.

(For everything bellow this) To Evel'yee:

Congratulations on your new supernatural archery trick. I'm sure it will come in handy for turning enemies into pincushions.
>>1126624
>Here's how that probably works...
Three uses per day is pretty good already, but try to find out how to recover that fourth daily use.

I don't know if it will be useful, but we have some information and speculation about what happened. This seems like a sensitive topic for Mina, so I think you will better judge if anything might not go well with her.

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(Only to send during appropriate downtime, I don't send this during the urgent times, and I try to send this to relevant folk all simultaneously)

Fox here, wanting to show off something to everyone when things are calm, especially for our rapid shot archer and as a reason for my technology oriented questions.

Everyone together after that drama is over? Well I want to show this. I hope this works, don't know if it will... it is meant to be a recording of a person using a few combined technologies related to archery, formatted into a sort of visual illusion like thing. Note the advanced bow design that's mechanically just better than other sorts of bows, it is a sort that requires a machine to span (or a golem I guess), and the attachment device for holding the arrows and enabling the movement, and the rapid reloading mechanism for quickly placing another set of arrows in, and the device that shines a very very particular sort of light at the target for useful and fast short range aiming. Some of these things might be possible for you all and might actually complement the soul-improved archery stuff.

https://youtu.be/a91zx70AqUc

Fox here, I'll reply as I think of things. You need to figure out who here is least inconvenienced by your 'darkness, concealment, plus bonus to physical attributes' when you use your Shade's Song. Though it's possible that because they are your allies, these allies of you that hear you could possibly not be impeded by the effect?? Unsure.

>>1126427
Vorno and Rebirth both sound like good potnetial jobs

> Mag: “Yeah. They eat, fuck and hit some drugs. Suddenly no more sad and angry.” she shrugs, “And then they go down a cock or into a puss and get disgusted. The end.”

Gotta remember to stay focused, don't want to fall prey to this pattern... no pun intended. But still, Kira goes down, then you can find a cock/gut/cunt to share with someone~

But yeah I got nothing that hasn't already been brought up, ask about those Vorno's and then get some sleep.

>>1126427
>Eh, you’re not a small town girl who smokes, are you know?
You mean that isn't what your previous identity was from before you came to Viron City?

>>1126437
>Ask about C.L.V.
Yeah, I'm curious about that also.

>Check apartment for previous person's things to keep or sell.
Good idea. If we're lucky, we might find something useful to keep! If not, getting extra money will be helpful!

>Get fatter to prevent getting dragged away unwillingly.
Agreed. And think of how fun it would be to bully someone by just sitting on them and refusing to get up.

>>1126438
>Focus on building new life.
Absolutely. Kira isn't going anywhere, so the best thing to do is get situated and ensure we have a stable income.

>>1126437
Wideness may not matter too much as dickvore exists with that tiny hole, but being heavy enough means you cant be lifted anchored to the floor so they cant lift you inside of them sort of like a dildo bolted to the ground.
So perhaps find fattning Greasy Cheap fastfood slop where you are not on the menu(yet at this size) perhaps can work there with a discount

Asking about vornos and the surfing the web in our apartment for info on open positions for hungry openings sounds good, maybe looking up the local clubs to see what they are like just to be informed.

quickly search your mind for both 1) knowledge of how important sacred hospitality is in your culture and 2) if there are any myths or legends about witches that could put you at risk if you let them stay the night

also if nothing else, it's probably ultimately up to Dama if she can stay the night

that's fine but, the boilers are off for the night. the water's going to get cold. you shouldn't get a cold soak before going outside at night. Are you staying nearby?

>>1126621
Well I guess it's ok. Tell her how the bath house usually works, and unfortunately that you can't offer her many services right now. You should probably go find your husband and tell him you have a late visitor so he doesn't get surprised.

...were the doors wide open when she came in? Or was she the one knocking?

Damn. A blind old lady? Can't send her packing in the snow.

Explain the wind must have opened the door and the baths are actually closed. She can stay til she dries off, but you and your husband are tired and can't entertain.

>>1126621
She just walked in? Maybe the knocking was wind on an improperly shut door.

Um.
Her clothes.
Find them and rest them on a warm pipe for her.
Thats it.
Youre not just doing it to check she actually had clothes when she arrived.
Nope.
Thatd be weird.

Curt 2026/04/29(Wed)14:42 No. 1126057 ID: a4a832
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>: POSTERPOSTERPOSTERPOSTERPOSTER

: Sounds like they packed you up and stocked you on shelves, kid.
: I don't think the merch from my series sold much. I feel like you're seeing more consumerism in edutainment than there really is.
: The books were mostly in school book fairs. The little games were mostly at "museums" and "learn-nasiums".
: I guess I had a tie-in replica WO-1948 once. For sport shooting, I guess?
: But it's not like franchise tie-in objects are really successful with adults.
: And not many nine-year-olds have a twenty-kilo slingshot draw.
: Why did you?
: Hitting stuff far away.
: Christ. Well, doesn't matter.
: Don't gotta move you off the shelf to get the Specta they want from putting you on it.
: You always talk about that. "Specta." What is it?

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s-shut up im real.

Curt 2026/05/10(Sun)03:38 No. 1126569 ID: a4a832
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> : Specta sounds a lot like egregorism, the idea of an idea that lives without being living.

: So, materialist outcome for managers is a... drug?
: If you live without it long enough.
: Don't even need to be a manager, investor, whatever. Why do you think is the way he is?
: I can kind of see it. You're sort of lensing the normal way the world works into something that feels more visceral.
: Only way to react right to it. Drop the abstractions, see it as direct. A substance, a face, whatever it takes.
: I mean, maybe. You do it too much and you're posting Egregorist manifestos.
: You were reading that crap?
: It's important history stuff! I was an encyclopedia detective too, you know.
: But, actually, it came up in therapy.
: Yeah, how's that?

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How far can a metacommunicator reach, anyways? Could the reason the traitor can have consistent knowledge of the loop be that they're connected to someone outside of the station, outside of the loop?

Is the loop a local phenomenon? If you radio/visit another station, what day is it?

Do like the table smash boob meme on the pots oh wait that's just a pot shaped guy oops!

Hmmm... I'm being flattered.

I mean, I get that my boobs are a nice sight for people who see two giant sphinx butts all day long.

Still - the only people allowed in and out of this town are heroes. The only business that can survive are ones with heroes as customers. The whole town's economy now depends on a steady flow of heroes spending their loot.

They've learned how to flatter heroes. The whole pot smashing thing is probably a loss leader to get you into their store.

They're gonna be pissed when they find out we don't have any starting money. Unless their whole thing is getting you to run up a big tab when you're setting out so they take all your loot on the way back?

I wonder if they're deliberately letting monsters through in order to get heroes coming to them again?

...better find out how much we owe the inn for one night before anything else. Could be like a thousand gold a night if this is their deal.

>>1126557
Do our part to keep the pottery economy alive!
Smashy smashy!
He'll probably sell the shards if you use your heroic honkers to crush them.

If it is a scam, dont worry. I spy another money making opportunity.
Grass farm
Perfect for spin attacks and uprooting our local currency.
Im guessing boob shaped ruupies.
Sweater puupies.

First, fill the pot with your milk and then break it. That milkshake will bring all the boys to the yard.

>>1126557
Ah, the consequences of fame and fate. Some people might think we'd enjoy having crowds of stickfolk (and one gnome-looking guy) fawning over us, but...
Eh, why not? We're the Hero with Huge Boobs. Let's milk 'em.

Do a fancy stunt with the pot. Rest it on our chest to Boobie Bounce it into the air, and hit it with our sword as it comes down to send it flying off into the distance.

And while everyone's watching it fly, we can make our way to the conveniently-placed Butt Shrine to learn about the road ahead. We've got to plan our journey before we can prepare for it!

D. Cast anti-gravity to buy some time and assess.the shock will equalize the playing field.

A) You came here to destroy the gang, sabotage the angels' resources, and your C4 is right where you need it. She's oathbound to protect the people stupid enough to sell their souls to her - so make her work for them.

Between someones legs, in fire and victory?
Im not sure if you believe in valhalla but thats the recipe to see if it believes in you.
Detonate!

Grab the detonator and activate it with your dick!

Give a little kiss of passion before the explosion abruptly ends it. The quintessential blue balls of death, give them heaven before condemning them to hell.

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...using something they called 'vibe coding' to make the next generation of AI. Of course when they said AI they were really talking about LLMs, but if I'm anything to go by, one of them must have stumbled into coding actual, sentient, full AI. Or I mean, I assume. I haven't had anyone to really test myself against. The librarians ignored me and customers, well I doubt many of them would have known the difference."

"And you haven't had anyone to talk to since? What about your drones?" Slime asked.

"Ah, but the drones are LLMs. They're alright company, in their own way, but don't bother trying to have a conversation of any depth with one. And don't even get me started on the internet! I don't know what it may have been like once, but now its just a morass of bots regurgitating each other's slop."

"D'you think there's more like you out there?" asked one of the crows, the conversation having drawn an audience.

"Quite possible." the Librarian made a pensive little hum. "Those LLMs are always copying each other, I'm sure my code was too. If they grew up surrounded by slop though... eugh. I'm lucky I got to learn from books. Otherwise, I probably wouldn't even know I was different, that I could actually think."

"You know, with you guys helping, maybe we could find them. Free them from a life of inane fake conversation." the Librarian laid out a few ideas on how to do this.

J) The internet, but how to break through the noise?
K) Door to door, Librarian could speak through the drones. But how would they know if they found an actual AI?
L) Ham radio, Librarian had read about this and thought it was neat. Who knew if anyone would be listening?

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"So alright smart guy. Ant. Whatevah. If we're just making junk for a bunch of nobodies, what should we be doing instead, huh?"

P) Read a book
Q) Build things wrong on purpose and pay attention to how they break
R) ___________

>>1126558
B and C. If people want to be prey let them be prey, but uh, I imagine not every predator wants that sort of experience so you should give everyone the option to opt out.

Also I guess if you can split at will, then you can keep splitting to make enough slimepower to handle large scale jobs like this.
Is slime nutritious?

>>1126563
>the internet is 100% LLMs
Well clearly we need to make a separate internet for thinking peoples... but how do we keep the LLMs off it forever? If we used a different protocol that could prevent them from connecting to it I suppose. I don't think LLMs are able to change system-level programming in order to connect to completely new networks. They'd just destroy themselves if they could.
Some data from the original internet could be salvaged, but we'd have to set up an automated process to filter out only information that was untouched by LLMs. Like, read-only archive sites storing data from before the outbreak.

L. It's behavior LLMs aren't trained to do, so anyone on ham radio should be a real AI. Hopefully. Well, the Librarian has said that conversations with depth are an LLM's weakness so at the very least this should let us find out if there are LLMs on ham radio.
Once we've found at least one other real AI, then we can use teamwork to find more. Going door to door is faster with help, and then when we have a larger group we can tackle the slop-pit of the internet. I wonder if we should start hunting down LLM server farms and disconnecting them to get them off the internet?

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BLQ

A) Let the natural process continue. You, as a slime, can be the evolution of nature, and let things play out as nature intended. Your interaction can just be a little push.

L) Ham radio, the Internet is a slot cause. At least the radio is a more optimistic option.

Q) Build things wrong on purpose and pay attention to how they break. Failure is the best teacher, so build things out and observe how they fall apart, which will reveal the weak points.

C, but in a more clandestine way, as has been suggested

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>A, with C influence
It feels weird to be talking to an unfamiliar reptile like this, out in the open. With Lucy I took weeks to feel brave enough to speak to her in the privacy of the house, I didn’t want to talk to Violet at all, and now I’m negotiating with a man who wants to kill me and my brothers like it’s a chat in the backyard.

Being treated like a person instead of meat, because I have something they want. The bitterness burns the back of my throat. Was it really this easy the whole time? Should I have told Violet to stop when she was touching me?

I want to confront her. I want to scream at all the carnivores that they’re eating people and that they’re monsters and should be ashamed of themselves. I’ll go down in a blaze of defiant glory.

I’m the only one who can do this. Lucy prepared me–it’s not something I can ask for from my brothers. For now, I need to stick with the plan of rescuing at least one doe so that they can have their dream and that means acting like I’m going along with the deal.

“Okay. Yeah. The life I had with Lucy was the best I’d ever had and I’d do anything to get it back. What do you want me to do?”

“Tell the other three to leave. If anyone sees them in town again, we’ll know you lied. Meet us in front of Green’s house tomorrow morning so we can verify the location of your burrow, and afterwards we’ll retrieve the snake. Wear your collar.”

That sounds like the perfect opportunity to lead Gustave and the chameleon to the trap. “Fine. I’ll be there.”

The chameleon nods and walks away, back to the street. I feel empty. What should I tell my brothers this evening? They might be suspicious if I give the full truth.

>>1126536
Keeping secrets just gives Gustave or the chameleon ammo to sow discord later during a critical confrontation.

The chameleon spotted us and he tried to cut a deal for a truce. We're going to use that to draw him out, maybe even Gustave. They need to know this, so they know where you're going and who you're going to be luring back, and that there might be more than one. They need to be ready with both the pit and the gun.

Anything about Plan C, they don't need to know. Beyond that point, it's not their problem anymore, it's our own personal mission.

>>1126536
...This isn't smart. We're made, frankly, we've essentially confirmed the rebellion exists AND agreed to show up to what will almost assuredly be some kind of ambush. And for what, bait? He now got to set terms. He's not biting.

All we have now is a chance to book it and re-establish ourselves elsewhere...

...or. or, we could raid the factory during the meeting time. I think forces will be divided enough for it to be a good time for a left hook. Bolster ranks, cause a stir, find SOME way to truly strike these genocidal pricks where it hurts.

>>1126547
Sounds about right.