Snager 2015/04/05(Sun)20:50 No. 633105 ID: b84f67
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>Dokter: Be cute!

Hey! Do you guys want to go out to my place tomorrow morning and meet my kids? They're around your age.

Why are you still babysitting us? We're not children.

You would be relived to know you can't see how Dikbut sleeps. She twizzles her hair around the tip of her tongue as she considers what The Doctor might be saying to her.

>Yes, meet Doctor Jr.
>No, we're on a mission. Dikbut: Go out and murder someone royal ASAP
>Ahe: Go commit espionage against this country ASAP

Go see the cutie's kids, I guess, as long as you don't have anything urg-THE LAP DRAGON.

We need to find that lap dragon first of all, then go visit the cuties!

There are two ways to track the dragon: The first is to follow where it has gone, the second is to figure out where it is going. Perhaps the doctor or her children can help figure this out. Perhaps the doctor's children know something useful about the nobles in the area. Either way, meeting with them seems like a low-stress thing to do while healing and unable to properly pursue assassination agendas.

snager 2015/04/17(Fri)14:08 No. 634998 ID: b84f67
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You and striker have breakfast in the family friendly dining experience on the first floor of the inn.

You didn't finish your eggs, Princess.

You can have them.

No, thankyou.

Then we’ll get a doggy bag for them.

‘Doggy Bag’?

You know, the container they bring you for your leftovers.

Ahe: So you can feed them to the dog?

Striker’s attempt to teach you some Mossy tongue ends when they bring out the ‘doggy bag’ and it’s not even a bag. It’s a box.

snager 2015/04/17(Fri)14:14 No. 635000 ID: b84f67
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Ahe, where’s your sling?

She said it wasn’t working with her outfit.

And the seat belt?

Um, I think she’s asleep.

You’re not asleep, xexexe. It’s beautiful, out here. A carriage is taking out out of town and to the suburbs then into the forest in the hills across the highway.

snager 2015/04/17(Fri)14:20 No. 635003 ID: b84f67
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So are you two going to the ball together? My children are going.

Oh, so you guys are nobles?

Striker seems to have learned The Doctor’s dialect overnight.

Well, we were invited!

[Ahe, maybe these guys could get us into the ball!]

[I was already going, remember?]

oh..

[I thought you said you were a princess, Princess. Weren’t you invited?]

[Well, it’s a long story.]

How many more steps are there? <:[

Oh, Heir Ahe, do you need someone to carry you-

Shit, we're gonna come face to face with the nobles whose guards already picked us up if we go to this ball, aren't we?
I have no idea how to play this. How long do you need to put yourselves back together anyway--would it be a bad idea to go walking into a ball that likely ends up being inflitration and violent exfiltration?

Snager 2015/05/19(Tue)14:22 No. 641522 ID: d44ee5
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You're finally approaching the front gate. The Doctor tells you a brief history of the estate, how it was mostly won through the appropriation of filial rites through marriages, ect.

Snager 2015/05/19(Tue)14:23 No. 641523 ID: d44ee5
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The front gate is locked and to everyone's surprise, someone is trying to climb over it. :o

Any way to look up who that is? We should have a pretty good idea who is and isn't aristocracy and this strikes me as a party-crasher thing to do.

dreamspy 2015/05/26(Tue)16:22 No. 643374 ID: d44ee5
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>>641767

Neither Ahe Blink nor Glimmer Striker Dicbut III seem recognize -Oh, they doctor knows them, it seems!

snager 2015/05/26(Tue)16:29 No. 643375 ID: d44ee5
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The Doctor doesn't seem too happy to see this person climbing over The Doctor's front gate. The Doctor swings an accusatory finger stranger-bound and begins to postulate emphatically in a language present company is unfamiliar with at a ferocious capacity.

You are unsettled by this sudden juxtaposition of character.

The good doctor has treated us well, we should inquire if the actions of this individual merit some measure of violence in response.

snager 2015/06/22(Mon)13:53 No. 650143 ID: d44ee5
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>>643379

You were more than willing to ask The Doctor what merits this level of outrage, but the doctor is too busy throwing small rocks.

Wow, the doctor moved on to physical assault pretty fast there

The irony of Striker's statement escapes you.

As the rocks are incoming, the stranger lifts an arm to shield themself: something slips out from their strange clothing.

It can't be.

snager 2015/06/22(Mon)13:56 No. 650145 ID: d44ee5
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The unmistakable amber color. The distinctive traditional packaging. It's a vial of ant honey! You were so sure you had the only bottle this side the boarder, but this individual has one. This raises your suspicion.

Ant Honey, as far as you are aware, has no better medicinal purposes than any other more easily obtained types of vespa vomit. It is the favored food of breeding-aged lap dragons.

The Doctor is yelling and the doctor's intruder so loudly you are having trouble thinking. Or maybe that's the concussion. Was the vial you had on hand stolen from you along with your lap dragon? You can't recall.

Double-check inventory, quickly: This may be a lead on our missing dragon even if it wasn't stolen from us though. If unable to pursue the troublemaker get help and at least make plans to do so later.

snager 2015/06/25(Thu)08:03 No. 650655 ID: d44ee5
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The red-suited menace jumps down off the gate, grabs a full-looking dufflebag off the ground, and bounds right over the fucking cliff.

snager 2015/06/25(Thu)08:10 No. 650657 ID: d44ee5
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Wow, it's kind of a steep droANd there she goes.

Glimmer Strike, whom you are beginning to suspect of inebriated impulse control, has given chase to the stranger.

The Doctor seems regretful in any guilt that might apply to the doctor from this turn of events.

You are just not feeling it. The whole 'jump down a mossy cliff' thing.

Now would be an okay time to try being someone else. Or you could just go into the house.

Be Glimmer Strike, catch fiend.

Be Glimmer Strike, catch fiend by figuring out where they're going and stopping them from getting there.

snager 2015/06/28(Sun)10:34 No. 651457 ID: d44ee5
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>Be Glimmer Strike, head suspect off at the pass

You have no idea where you are or where you're being led other than straight down the side of this mountain.

Duh, what's at the bottom?

the snager 2015/08/02(Sun)20:56 No. 659947 ID: d44ee5
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>>651479
What's below?

A long way down.

If this was a more serious telling of the story of a youth on a journey to kill off half her family, this would be the part where she tragically becomes paraplegic in a world where the wheel was only just recently re-discovered.

But in the name of not over-soap-boxing an already convoluted message, we will assume Striker has simply become lodged in the crotch of that tree up there as the stranger makes a clean get away with what ever is inside that dufflebag.

They head west down a foot trail.

>>659947
Ride bright red butts.

the snager 2015/08/03(Mon)08:51 No. 660078 ID: d44ee5
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>>659960
That thing is in NO way tame and probably wouldn't take kindly to you approaching it with what looks like a new baby on its back. Just because it's going to town on that passive mushroom tree doesn't mean it will not do a nasty number on you, too. You're not very good with animals. You're not even sure what that thing is called. Red Cheeked Ground Sloth? Besides, it's a good forty meters down the slope from where you are (and you can still smell it from here).

>>660078
Trick ground sloth into chasing bag-thief. Perhaps throw an item at the babby and see if it considers the thief the antagonist since he's closer.

the snager 2015/08/05(Wed)09:24 No. 660457 ID: d44ee5
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>>660098
That's genius, Dikbut! You're surprised you came up with that all by yourself!

the snager 2015/08/05(Wed)09:29 No. 660460 ID: d44ee5
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You hesitate, though, about putting the babby in danger. You feel a severe pang of guilt at that prospect. You'll just have to be very careful.

the snager 2015/08/05(Wed)09:30 No. 660461 ID: d44ee5
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BEING the HIGHLAND TREE LAMA now

Panel 1: wow, such strong good shroom, very good energy to make into baby food. Such luck!

Panel 2: RAR A DISTURBANCE!? Rock?

Panel 3: No, a seed pod? Something deliberately throws thing at me and new bab? Such insolence! There are RULE! There are ONE rule! Who has broked?

Panel 4: That two-leg down there seems suspect!

>Attack the two leg for their ignorance and disrespect
>Demand to know what the two-leg's friggin issue is
>Let it slide THIS time with a warning
>Run away, get help
>Look for more suspects. This place stinks with two-legs.

Fart really hard

Protect yo babbies, tree-llama-san
challenge the intruder

the snager 2015/08/05(Wed)17:02 No. 660510 ID: d44ee5
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>>660491

You make a really intimidating sound in warning.

the snager 2015/08/05(Wed)17:09 No. 660514 ID: d44ee5
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Well, this is embarrassing. They are not afraid of you even though you are clearly twice as tall. Perhaps you should attack them. Really teach them a lesson. Or perhaps it has something scary and loud hidden near by...

the snager 2015/08/05(Wed)17:14 No. 660515 ID: d44ee5
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Just then, you spot at least one other two-leg. Uh oh. Looks like you have been an unwitting participant in some sort of two-leg turf-war. Or maybe they have both been working in tandem to attack YOU on two battle fronts. These intricately competitive and intelligent predators are nothing to fart at. You better hoof it. Besides.

the snager 2015/08/05(Wed)17:25 No. 660519 ID: d44ee5
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That pink one reeks of murder-lust.

the snager 2015/08/12(Wed)10:12 No. 661844 ID: d44ee5
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You just became someone else again because the story is now the easiest to tell from this perspective.

The zandyr beast took off not only in the direction you were headed, but in the direction of your father's farm which is oft subject to produce upheaval by the fauna. You will need to stop the beast. Luckily, you brought your Knit 42 Sorority Stopper, aptly named for its ability to be modded and loaded with an ammo effective at removing a man's entire ability to produce offspring OR it's ability to mow down a house full of prepubescent children on one magazine. Which ever visual brings you the most sick pleasure.

But right now, it's just loaded with rubber game-animal stunners. This would be illegal if you planned on killing the beast, but you only want to keep it from gorging on peaches or, worse, bringing its family back. It is breeding season, apparently, and they'll be ravenous. The pellets will give the animal a pain in its side for a week, but won't break skin. If it was something smaller like, say, a member of a sorority, the individual would be in a world of hurt and would probably die from pain overload.

Sometimes you wonder if god is real and pre-programed too many ways for a person to LET them self DIE. You have, personally, known at least one person who killed over from depression. Just . Slipped away. You also heard about someone whose whole mate-group kicked them out, one day. They died. 'Prisoner of War' is basically just a fancy title meaning 'the enemy is all out of bullets and knives and is uncreative and is just going to let us die ourselves to death.'

You feel weird, all the sudden. Not sure if something's off or if you just bummed yourself out. Should you pursue the zandyr beast or throw off the trail some in case you were followed? You don't know how they could have gotten through all that up there without knowing the way. You grew up in these hills.

the snager 2015/08/12(Wed)16:14 No. 661877 ID: d44ee5
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Nah, no time to play Foot Soldier in the back woods. You'll be in for a nasty lecture if your father finds out you were not on the farm when you should have been. Better go take care of that zandyr beast.

the snager 2015/08/12(Wed)16:17 No. 661878 ID: d44ee5
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[Your consciousness jumps back into Striker, again, who is in fact the main character. ]

THAT GUY WAS PACKING HEAT! Like, the HOT kind of heat! You had no idea! Is that even legal? Probably not! Wow, you're glad you didn't jump them when you had the chance! You are un-armed. The Prince of Ramshead's people took your hatchets when they held you for assaulting him.

>Try to get back to The Doctor's house for reinforcements
>Continue to engage stealth-mode. Follow the gun slinger

the snager 2015/08/13(Thu)12:36 No. 662047 ID: d44ee5
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You half follow and half track the gun haver to this place: you've never seen anything like it. It is covered in rows of small-but-mature looking trees. Some boxes with trails leading to the row woods are on your right. There is a shed down the path from here and some larger houses on the other side of the trees. It smells sweet, but you can't quite place the scent. There is no sight of the young person with the gun or the creature they were hunting.

Though the houses in the distance look like dormitories, you see no people out. It is maybe their bed time. The sun is almost high overhead, now.

Well you know where they are now at least, maybie. Go back to the doctors house and find out what they know about the theif. Also to see the doctor's kids like originaly planned befor we were distracted.

it me 2016/04/11(Mon)18:27 No. 715921 ID: 4d37da
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It will take Striker a few hours to find her way back up to the top of the mountain. Ahe wouldn't have given chase even if they had thought it wise; they are still hurt from the bus station incident, you know.

This day feels like it's been going on for eight months, to be honest.

:[ I'm sorry. I'm sorry, why don't you come inside and rest. I'll see if we can get some luncher for everyone.

The Doctor seems really flustered or maybe even ashamed of what just happened. You sneakily palm the dropped vial of ant honey without The Doctor noticing.

>>715921
Eat lunch!

it me 2016/04/16(Sat)18:58 No. 717107 ID: 4d37da
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You're Ahe Blink, by the way. The professional murder artist in black.

The Doctor unlocks the front gate. Upon closer inspection, you are impressed with the stranger's ability to scale this thing. It's really tall and has few hand or foot holds. They must be very well learned in climbing this kind of thing. The Doctor puts the lock back on the gate and then leads you across a small, yellow-stoned terrace to a beautiful wooden door, which is also locked.

Once inside with the door locked again, you note there is no where to take your shoes off. Maybe this used to be a hunting cabin, hundreds of years ago? Or a military fort? The humidifier block in the middle of the open floor plan seems like a later add-on, just going by the architecture of the place. But even that looks like it's very very old.

The Doctor walks past in a hurry, inviting you to take a bath while The Doctor – something about needing to speak with The Doctor's children. You're not about to touch that hornet's nest.

it me 2016/04/16(Sat)19:00 No. 717109 ID: 4d37da
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Damn, Daniel, these are pretty sweet digs! This place is almost as nice as your father's old home.

To the east of the entrance is the humidifier block. You could get cleaned up in there and change clothes maybe? You're pretty sweaty from the hike up here. However, you feel really weird using someone's personal humidity room. That's something people let you do in their homes, here in Mossland, but it is not something people do where you're from.

On the west wall is a collection of family cyanotypes, some books, maybe a folk art sculpture.

Along every wall are long benches, perhaps with storage underneath, with padding and cushions on top, perfect for lounging or naps: you people take so many naps. The benches are made of wood that matches the door (Mosslanders always have wood). The paneling is full of ornate carvings, hundreds of years old, probably. The carvings are in excellent condition considering how many children must have grown up here.

Behind you, the door and entrance way are well decorated with a collection of odds and ends, more cyanotypes and paintings, folk art, handicrafts, an ornate pendulum wall clock and some plants. In fact, the whole house seems to be full of them. Another Mossland tradition, you suppose.

There's an upstairs but you don't see how to get to it immediately.

Take a look at those books

it me 2016/04/26(Tue)11:35 No. 719306 ID: 4d37da
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You weigh your luck and decide to only snoop through the books on the.. shelf.. wall?

They look very old, but unlike most rich people's old books-on-display, these ones are not just old leather-bound volumes of tax law or culturally extinct traditional manners.

It looks like an old family tree.

It is common practice in this land for Princes to have names that are congrugated the same whether they are Adjectives, Verbs or Nouns. 'Scope' is a good one. You can scope out an area with your all-purpose-'scope and, then, that area which has been scoped will have the quality of being scope … uh. Okay that's a bad example. Kind of a stretch.

There aren't many words in most languages that work this way. Oh, PLUMB! You can drop a plumb down a pipe till it's plumb with the bottom and then plumb out a clog with it. There. Pitch! You can pitch some pitch in the pitch of night. Cool: you can step out into the cool to cool down and then you'll feel cool.

Lesser nobles settle on names like 'Strike' which is.. wait. Yes, just a noun and a verb. But wait, Striking? No, then it stops being a noun. What ever.

>Read about the region's royal history
>Look for another book

>Read about the region's royal history
Sure, why not. More background info is always good, you might find something relevant to your mission.

it me 2016/04/26(Tue)12:56 No. 719313 ID: 4d37da
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You dig deeper, trying to find information that might help you out on your quest, but you discover something really wanky instead.

If you take Princess Glimmer Strike Dikbut III at her word and trust that that title is her REAL name, then that makes her a direct decedent of the quasi-religious figure known as 'Saw' or sometimes 'Gaze' or 'Gazer.'

But then the book seems to suggest that literally everyone in the entire nation of Mossland lays claim to that same heritage, which would make this place one big cesspool of in-breeding. Jeez, you hope it's not true. These girls will be chomping the bit to get at your fresh blood if they find out you're not their distant cousin!

That was sarcasm. You try to think of better ways to advertise you're a different race from everyone here.

>Find out more about Saw
>Find out more about Mossland political intrigue

Political intrigue sounds more likely to contain useful information.

Time for some politics!