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32929 No. 32929 ID: 47be15

Here you can ask me to draw some of my characters or to place fan art in this thread
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No. 47629 ID: dc13c4
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No. 47633 ID: d87c35

I agree wholeheartedly. So let's put that to the test shall we?

*Corax draws his gun and points it at her head, and looks at his watch*

I am also willing to be he is still watching, or listening. So I am going put it to the test. Since you said you are willing to bet on it, here's the wager. If at the end of one minute DeRvan does not return, I shoot you. Then because it's too dangerous to keep DeRvan around, the moment I see him, I will shoot him as well.

If however, he returns before the minute is up, you will live. Not only this, but I will see to it personally you are treated for your injuries. In return for which you will act as our spy within Zirzam's ranks and relay information for us concerning this case.

Yours and DeRvan's time begins... now.
No. 47638 ID: dc13c4
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No. 47639 ID: d87c35

*tilts the gun slightly to the left and fires blowing a hole in the chair and a leg off the chair making her fall to the ground. He gets up quickly gets up and goes to her side covering her mouth and whispering low*

Whisper:Very good. Now play possum for me, until DeRvan comes back. If you utter a word or move an inch and I'll have your tongue out. Try not blink if you can help it.

Damn. Ruined a perfectly good chain. *kicks it and turns it on its side into the corner of the room. He then turns his own chair to face the door.*
No. 47640 ID: d87c35

*Corax whistles a tune as he unloads the magazine of full-metal jacket bullets from the gun and replaces them with a magazine of very special rounds.*
No. 47646 ID: dc13c4
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No. 47671 ID: d87c35

No, she's not dead. This little bit of theatre was just to keep you off your guard long enough for me to shoot you and to demonstrate to both her and you the nature of our working relationships going forward. The way I shot you was just meant to disable you. And besides, you owned me one for stabbing me multiple times, I'd say we're even now.

*Corax stands and walks over to her mask*

DeRvan, if we are going to work together, I need you understand that we are partners in this. I can shoot you in the head, and you need to be 100% candid with me. No lies, no deciets. If I suspect you of any treachery, I will not hesitate to put a bullet in your skull. The reason I am keeping you alive is that while you cannot be trusted, you also have a PR with a lot of the people we will need for us to succeed and bringing down Happy. That is your one saving grace. I hope you will not waste it.

Now as for you, my dear. You're mine now. You're on the floor, and just to make sure you know it...

*Corax pulls a marker from his jacket and writes something on the inside of the mask*
"You're mine."
I need you to understand that every time you are working with Zirzam, you are really working for me. You're job going forward is to relay everything he does. Where he goes, who he talks to, his relations to other members of this organization, who he suspects of being a traitor. You will then relay this information to me, and DeRvan. I respect the resilience you have shown and the loyalty you show your liege. But now we must put that to good use. Who knows, after all this is over you may very well play a crucial part in setting him free, as by your own admissions, he seems much more a prisoner here. Think of it like that.

DeRvan, your job is to make sure she stays alive during this and that she keeps doing her new job. I know you have connections, I expect full compliance from the both of you and I will accept nothing less.

Am I clear? No extra comments, please, just a simple yes or no.
No. 47674 ID: dc13c4
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No. 47675 ID: d87c35

Wonderful. I'm happy we will be working together. Do we have any clothing we might give her?

And thank you for you assistance, Ms. Cinderella. Good work.

*Turns to DeRvan.*

I would like to see this list, and I want to know why they are targets before putting them on the chair.
No. 47679 ID: dc13c4
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No. 47717 ID: dc13c4
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So Peregrine as father Anderson, I never took your character as a violent person. Oh don't get me wrong he definitely shares the devotion to his religion similar to the one good father has. That is why I gave him a book instead of his signature weapons. As for Corax being dressed as Alucard, I just don't see it. Corax lacks the enthusiasm of that character. But if you think that he would be a fitting Alucard who would be his police girl in that case? Also, I have a question for both of you, now that you two have given your suggestions for your character's costumes can I give you my ideas on what your characters should wear as costumes?

No. 47721 ID: d87c35

Go for it.
No. 47722 ID: d87c35

*corax looks the photos over*

Given the fact my little dove is on our staff, it would not be wise to do that to her as I have done now. Rather, what I hope to do is kill two birds with one stone. You are no doubt aware of her ability to read emotion and thoughts? What I hope to do is have her stand by and do exactly through an interrogation, it will be both a test of her willpower and to see how far she can go before, and if, she will break.

Looking at our current circumstances, it may be wise to have her sit in on an interrogation with Spiky first. If we are to take on a fallen spirit of the Being "Essence of Life" then it would be best to prepare with one of her followers first.

This is my proposal, I will bring in my dove to act as a sort of living lie and thought detector, and you bring in Spiky for interrogation. Throughout the course of which she will will also be tried for what she knows. Having them run counter to each other and we will be looking for discrepancies between their testimonies.
No. 47726 ID: dc13c4
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Why thank you for your consideration. Now we all know what kind of costumes people usually choose to wear, the ones that best represent them in some way. But that is not what I am going to do, I will do the opposite.

No. 47727 ID: dc13c4
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All the costumes that I choose have ironic meanings to them, or more of what you wouldn't want to admit is true, something that you want to hide. The same could be said for my costume as well. When on the topic of me, might as address something that you are probably questioning. Who am I? And let me just you that previously we never met, maybe only one of you in the past has seen me and for it all about it got. But knowing my identity is not as much important as knowing the purpose of my existence. That is the question that you should ask yourself. Oh, and one last question, there are two people who are missing from the group, who are they and what costumes would they wear? You have until the Halloween celebration to answer this question, you will get nothing for answering this question and won't get any penalty for failing to answer it.

No. 47732 ID: d87c35

Well we are missing Miss Birdy (the nameless empath), She would probably be Dorothy if we're going by Wizard of Oz. Would that make Darro Toto the dog? He has about as much influence.

Also, you mr. walking-tentacle-hentai-joke, are Lesley from Don't Hug Me I'm Scared, who has been implied to be behind most events of things of that series.
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No. 47736 ID: 3e7c34

Telepathic link: Idiot. This is why you never let them go out of the handcuffs or give them any semblance of power back.

*Corax raises his hands but does not look impressed* What exactly are you planning on doing with this little stunt? At the very least you might think you have some kind of hope with this, or perhaps you think you have no way out, and are hoping to take us down with you. I assure you there's no good end for you in this. But you still have a chance.
No. 47738 ID: dc13c4
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No. 47740 ID: d87c35

*corax slowly put his hands behind his head*
Apprentice, you gain nothing from this. You have made your situation more difficult due to your own blind faith and more. What I see in you is the one thing I tried to kill in you. Your hubris and your arrogance. You had every opportunity to come forward, and Zirzam even told you should an event like this happen, to tell everything. And yet you fought back for seemingly no reason and have made yourself suffer, again for no reason. This was never test of your faith, or determination, you only thought it was because you think you are important enough for it. You've made yourself a martyr for nothing, either that or you're a walking masochistic and stupid self-fulfilling prophecy.

What you have done is inflate your own ego at serving your hero to a point where you are making yourself more important than you really are. You are struggling to remain relevant while the world moves on without you. And I think that is what you can't stand the most, the fact that in the grand scheme of things you are not as important as you seem to think, either to this organization, and maybe even to Zirzam, at least not to the levels you think you are. You are certainly not important enough that he would give you a test of "loyalty." Your ego is your own worst enemy.
No. 47743 ID: dc13c4
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No. 47754 ID: dc13c4
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Aww, how sweet! The scarecrow wants to prove that he has a brain. Well if I was to give her a costume it would be a flying monkey, which is a much more fitting one than what you suggested. As for my costume, it might be a correct assumption that my costume might represent a master puppeteer. But to me, she is no different than the puppets at the doll house. Even if she exists at a higher layer than the rest of the dolls she is still just a part of the scenery. Even if she exists in the attic there are still stairs to an upper floor. To me, she is not just a master manipulator, she is a servant to something greater. And that is just what I am.

No. 47755 ID: dc13c4
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But I won't say that you were completely wrong in your assumptions, the two characters that are missing are Dorothy and her dog. When I talked to Door he gave me an interesting answer which I partially agree with. You see the answer to this question is even unclear to me, Who in this scenario is Dorothy and who is Toto?

No. 47756 ID: d87c35

Funny way of saying your a glorified Tim Burton hentai monster

This one is actually kind of tricky because either of them could apply for both. Pandora/Scarred could be Toto as they are following Toothpick like a dog. Pandora could be Dorothy given that she is out her element and far far away from any semblance of home. Toothpick could also be Toto as they are currently Lawrence's dog, but she's also leading a group towards a goal like Dorothy. I guess if I had to pick one though that makes more sense, it would be Pandora as Dorothy because she is out of her element and far from home with Toothpick as Toto being a good little dog for Lorence.
No. 47776 ID: 5f4030

Telepathic link: Let me try something first. If it doesn't work then stab my lower arm, between the radius and the ulna, leave the knife in when you do it.

Apprentice, seeing me bleed, wanting to see me in pain is about as satisfying to you as a sandpaper handjob. Here's what I am wondering.

Why would a group of people who were freed from slavery willingly put themselves back into servitude? Were there really hundreds of people in line for Zirzam? And he, in all his mercy picked you to be his apprentice? That's quite a grand story, and in all honesty, probably false. If there were hundreds of people willing to work for Zirzam, then for all your posturing about how great your people are, then they were only adapting to what they knew and were familiar with, that being servitude. Even now, you are wanting to return to his side, because he is someone worth serving. Again what a lovely story. Good triumphs, and the worthy are praised, truly you are the hero of your own story.

Please, that story is almost insulting to us both. The truth that I suspect is the only ones who would have wanted to go back into servitude were the ones who didn't know any better. Which would include you. Did he really pick you, because you were special? Or was he just fed up with it and it was easier than running most of you desperate and foolish enough to put yourself back into servitude? What I think you have done, is try so hard to feel superior and spent so long in a delusion of grandeur, your ego won't allow you to face the reality of everything.

You are not as nearly valuable to Zirzam as you think you are, you are not important and you are ultimately as useful as a screendoor on a submarine. Even Zirzam said to just give up information should you be in a situation like this, yet your over inflated sense of ego made you think it was a secret test. It's honestly, pathetic and sad, almost tragic. A sick joke that no one finds funny.
No. 47779 ID: dc13c4
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No. 47780 ID: d87c35

Hm. And yet, again you have failed to help him, placing your own importance possibly even ahead of his. You claim to be loyal, and he is the pinnacle of your kind, but again you have failed him so spectacularly, it's amazing how one can have such a lack of self-awareness.

Pretend for a moment, that Zirzam really does know everything, you have just squandered time you had to prove to everyone here that he really does know that. You would have been more than just his apprentice had you cooperated. You would have been the power behind his throne. Think of this, had you cooperated with us, told us what he knew and continued to deliver us his knowledge we could have restored his public image. I give credit where credit is due, he could have brought this entire thing to a swift end, Zirzam would be the hero you really claim him to be.

Instead, let's look at what you have accomplished. You have gotten yourself hurt for nothing. Zirzam told you to just give up any information, which means you have disobeyed his orders out a self of self-aggrandizement at best, or at worst complete foolish ineptitude. You had the opportunity to tell us this so we could have helped bring Zirzam's public image up while making Triumphant look foolish, something which DeRvan would have no problem with, but instead you continue playing this strange game because of a warped sense of self-worth and pride.

This is like some kind of ironic comedy turned tragedy. I honestly pity you, Apprentice. In the end, I wonder if you really love Zirzam? Or is he just stepping stone for something you are continuously proving you are incapable of reaching?
No. 47783 ID: dc13c4
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No. 47784 ID: d87c35

Damn it all! *Corax leaps to his feet and runs over to the apprentice and holds wounds close trying to stop the flow of blood.*

Doctor Cinderella, despite what's happened I need your help here! DeRvan in my bag there are some medical supplies I keep for cooperative interrogations, get them immediately! Damn it all, what waste...
No. 47786 ID: dc13c4
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No. 47787 ID: d87c35

rolled 5, 4 = 9

Let's do this.
No. 47788 ID: d87c35

No. 47808 ID: dc13c4
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No. 47812 ID: 495c2b

rolled 5, 3 = 8

I have a feeling the one speaking is Tim burton hentai monster.
No. 47817 ID: dc13c4
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No. 47818 ID: d87c35

From Harbard Grim to the Tim-Burton Hentai monster: Given the fact that you have begun to overstay your welcome and have ROYALLY fucked with my plans, and interfere where you don't belong, I'm going to learn you the same lesson that Essence of Life had to learn the hard way; fuck around and find out.

*Corax walks over and steps violently on the string-thing by the pool of blood, keeping it trapped under his shoe. Corax kicks the scalpel away. Then reloads gun with a regular clip.*

I'd say we have a little bit more to go. Come on out, little spy.
No. 47819 ID: dc13c4
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No. 47822 ID: d87c35

Inner thoughts Wonderful, another reason to be paranoid about all of this. Simply marvelous, I will have to look into these unseen spies, find out why they had a hand in our dealings.

It was a momentary glimpse, but I thought I heard something talking in the shadows, and even something clapping one point during our resuscitation of the Apprentice. Sounded vaguely like a woman's voice but I couldn't be sure. And I saw a moving tentacle or snake by the blood and the scalpel.

I do not enjoy my work being interrupted, DeRvan, and I definitely do not want any invisible spies interfering with our investigation. Might this be our culprit, Happy, playing one of the cards in his hand? I find that most likely.
No. 47829 ID: dc13c4
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No. 47837 ID: d87c35

Inner thoughtsMm. That means that the "fortune Ana" I spoke with falls into the category of a paradoxical being. However, these strings of fate seem more tangible... More able to interact. This will bear further investigation.

Well there in lies the rub. Because in all honesty, there's only three outcomes for this. Either one, she plays ball, does what we ask of her. Or we keep her here as a prisoner until she is willing to cooperate. Or..
"Body found floating by the docks, bloated by sea water, far beyond any recognition, was the deceased a man or a woman? Who can say?"

But the later option would be quite a waste especially after all the trouble we went through. If you have an alternative, I'm open to suggestions.
No. 47842 ID: dc13c4
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No. 47855 ID: d87c35

While I would not be opposed to making this all seem like a bad dream, I see only two flaws in this plan of action. Her conscious mind may think it only a fabrication, what about her subconscious? She may recall it or continue to have nightmares to the point where it drives her mad or have panic attacks from nowhere. The other flaw in this plan is the irreparable damage done to her wing and shoulder, as was your plan. That kind of damage doesn't go away.
No. 47856 ID: dc13c4
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No. 47858 ID: d87c35

So be it, then. *picks her up*

Inner thoughts: If this doesn't work out... "Body found floating by the docks..."
No. 47859 ID: dc13c4
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No. 47861 ID: 1ab976

Inner thoughts: I've never heard someone talk so much and yet say so very little...

No, I don't have many friends. I had a best friend when I was in the army, but I lost contact with him, and he never sought me out afterwards. Many friends I never saw again after I was released from the prisoner-of-war camp.

I think it's because of what I do, that I don't have many friends to begin with; it's not as I need any to get by. They'd most likely be horrified or break all contact if they knew.

As for why I do this and how it affect me? Because what else is there? I have a conscience, but it’s a feeble, withered shred of a thing. It couldn’t protect you or anyone else from a stiff breeze.You could not even guess at the things that I have done. Awful, evil, obscene, the telling of them alone could make you puke. They nag at me from time to time, but I tell myself I had good reasons. The years pass, the unimaginable becomes everyday, the hideous becomes tedious, the unbearable becomes routine. I push it all into the dark corners of my mind, and it’s incredible the room back there. Amazing what one can live with.

In summary; How does it affect me? It doesn't.
No. 47865 ID: dc13c4
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No. 47866 ID: d87c35

Inner thoughts: Dammit all, not one moment can go by when I am not pestered at.

Count Murdusa,

I unfortunately found the Apprentice in this sorry state. I was returning her to her quarters to sleep it off. No blunt force trauma to her head that I can tell save for a possible bruise from when she fell, so she wasn't hit in the head. It's possible she had some kind of psychotic break? There's indications of injury, possibly even self inflicted. She was naked as well, hence the cloth.
No. 47872 ID: dc13c4
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No. 47879 ID: d87c35

Murdusa, even if I had not promised Ms. Algich that we would try for something once our work with the tribunal is over, do you really think it wise to try to go for anything romantically involved with any co-workers, part of your team or otherwise? Especially when your own team sees you as a joke? I think it would behoove you to put forth a work ethic that gets you into good graces with your own team.

What is your team even doing at this moment for the investigations? And I ask that sincerely, despite our differences at the start, we are on the same side, are we not?
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