Edmango 2021/09/27(Mon)19:53 No. 1011776 ID: afe7de
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> BACKGROUND - NEW GOALS AND TASKS
You’re torn between several NEW PERSONAL GOALS to set for yourself, so you decide to POLL YOUR STATS, it’s a weird concept, but maybe they’ll have some insights and suggest a few new GOALS for you

https://forms.gle/6PQfahHtgnugRACEA

You also decide to check up on your old buddy NICO. He’s working at an HERBAL REMEDY shop that specializes in growing SPECIFIC HERBS. He’s taken on an apprenticeship there and while the pay is ONLY OKAY, he’s working hard to improve enough to become a FULL TIME WORKER there. You ask him if he’s willing to teach you PRECISION still and he jumps at the opportunity, excited to have someone to hang out with. He mentions kind of being a RECLUSE lately, what with his MOM constantly giving him ERRANDS.

You’ve started the task - PRECISION WITH NICO
- Every year you’ll have a chance of gaining a new rank in PRECISION
- But NICO ISNT A GOOD TEACHER, so it MIGHT TAKE A WHILE to succeed.

> BACKGROUND - RESEARCH ASSIGNMENTS
You assign the COLOR THEORY task to LAPUTA RUNETECH. Drift apologizes for his lack of assistance for a bit. He’s still preoccupied with the HORNED MIST PUMA cores. The team has no idea where to start on this, and will take random approaches until they can figure this topic out.

You will be updated YEARLY on this project as breakthroughs are discovered

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Edmango 2021/09/27(Mon)19:54 No. 1011780 ID: afe7de
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> UPDATE - NUBVENTURES IN PARADISE
You decide to make 4 CHOKERS OF AIR, thinking that design is MUCH SAFER to travel with then the HEADBAND. You just innately fear the HEADBANDS would snap off in water. You plan to bring 2 other individuals with you, and store the remaining one in your POCKET DIMENSION along with 1 ingot of ARCANUM and a few tools that you bundled together after experimenting so that it would see it as ONE ITEM. You never know if something might happen and one might get lost, or if you’ll need to improvise on the spot.

You would make a LANTERN OF BREATHING, but it requires one major conceit. A PATH. You ask NUBS if there is a good path to walk from the tunnel to the city, and she says that she’ll work on it. You thought of a few other solutions, like flying as a group, but there were many issues involved with it and neither you nor your friends know of any SYNCHRONIZED FLYING exercises. Well, except for WILLIAM, he took the AEROBATICS classes. No, the LANTERN OF BREATHING would be good for a SOLE INDIVIDUAL carrying goods to float down to the city, but wouldn’t help as a group.

After some talks, NUBS returns to you and informs you that there IS NOT a direct path, that walking would take A FEW DAYS of underwater travel, and your LANTERN can’t quite cut it for that long. Apparently the city is located near the CENTER of the plate, just like QARA TENGU is. And while DOPUS is in fact SMALLER then TENGU, it’s still a trek. It’s possible that you could at some point help them develop an AIR TUNNEL of sorts from the bottom to top that would allow them to transport dry goods to the surface, but that’s something you can discuss later she says. She also suggests that the lantern might have its uses exploring AROUND the city exterior, but implies that you probably wouldn’t want to do that without elaborating.

This is one of those moments where you really wish you had

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Edmango 2021/09/27(Mon)20:28 No. 1011789 ID: afe7de
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> TP 3 - TEACH THE ROYAL SCIENTISTS
You decide to get an early start TEACHING the scientists. You’ve never taught an ADULT before, as most of your teaching was geared towards those your age and below. SABA taught adults before, but always found they required PATIENCE to deal with. So you expect the experience to be more STRESSFUL then normal.

Originally you were expecting to teach all 3 at once, but instead they request individual tutoring. You decide that this time you’ll split your attention amongst them equally. You can chose to focus on one with future TP, but it’s better not to push this off for the future as they’re all basically at square one.

RUTHERFORD is QUIRKY and SHY. You take your time explaining the basic concept of RUNESCRIPTING and he avidly takes notes. He’s full of questions but none of them are intrusive or obstructive. You note that his LOGIC is only slightly less then yours, and he is MORE CREATIVE then you, but that there is a lot of basic things that need to be unlearned about the process. He attempts to approach this from a RESEARCHER’S point of view, which isn’t wrong, but doesn’t allow him to even ATTEMPT something until he knows about it in full. You wrestle with this point of view as you try to get him to learn the SHARPEN rune. He’s slower then your normal STUDENTS as a result but gets about 3/5 of the way through the MANUAL before your time with him is up. You have high hopes for him.

[INTUITION] I like this guy

SATINA on the other hand is BRASH and OVERBEARING. It takes nearly all of your PATIENCE not to argue with her. You’re here to teach her but half of her comments make it seem like she’s trying to tell YOU what approaches you should take to teach her. It’s infuriating in a way, and you immediately [UNDERSTAND] that she’s doing this because she’s SCARED that she won’t be able to LEARN the material. Which

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Agree with the comment above on both LINKing with Pon, and bringing him and Noodle.

I think we should work on our HALLS OF KNOWLEDGE already. It's gonna take a while, so we need to get started eventually.

If that ain't a popular pick, I say we spend our TP directly working on our one of our research projects. COLOR THEORY is my preference.

use the timepoint to date Ignis or William (aiming for Ignis, hes done so much for us)

Or we could practice making new COMPOUND RUNES! So we can break our Runescripting SOFT CAP. Do it with our group. I recommend merging blue with red to make STEAM! We can turn Tengu into a steampunk worldplate potentially.

Or meditate. Work on prides room, or HALLS OF KNOWLEDGE, or go into the fog (only if we sense someone

Who to bring? Pon and Noodle. We cant bring a royal, too risky. Lets also LINK with Pon, he's our bro after all...

But since we cant bring a royal, we will def need to date ignis and/or william to compensate in the future.

Rustle that gravel.

Proctrix Pylar 2021/09/27(Mon)19:56 No. 1011782 ID: 9c850e
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You crunch your way to the peak of
the dune and begin digging at the
site of the rustling.

As you approach the top, the falling
gravel pelts you. Ouch!

It is rustling more than you realized.

The rustling increases.

…


[[[The gravel shifts below]]]

Proctrix Pylar 2021/09/27(Mon)19:56 No. 1011784 ID: 9c850e
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KWASSSSHHHHHHH!

Proctrix Pylar 2021/09/27(Mon)19:56 No. 1011785 ID: 9c850e
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A serpent emerges from the rocks.

You have encountered LONG QUEEN SHOOSHAN.

She claps her jaw, and you scuttle
backwards down the hill, terrified.

The Long Queen's eyes are painful to look
at directly. The breaths from her nostrils
are strong enough to billow your cloak.

"DO YOU WANT A BATH?" says the serpent.
Her voice is like a giant violin. Even
when calm, her voice is loud enough to
hurt your ears. "I CAN GIVE YOU A GOOD
BATH."

While many manner of pooch may be divided on the matter of baths, the look on this arrival's sizable snout suggests a keen appreciation for the wheatprowler pedigree. After peril and tumultuous falls -- perhaps we could use a good bath.

>>1011715
Spend as little time as possible standing over the loot. This means no opening containers, and not trying to carry off anything too big.

Objects of priority:
gemstone
holy symbol
lockbox (open it later)
pearls

>>1011716

The smaller lock box has not been opened yet, but it does seem to be locked currently.

>>1011717

You are carrying your personal set of thieves' tools among your belongings, facilitating picking locks or disabling devices.

Both the smaller lock box and the chest seem locked; the largest chest seems to have a more elaborate and hefty lock on it.

There are signs that someone attempted to force it open, but they have not gone far enough to outright bash their way fully through the exterior of the chest yet.

>>1011715
>>1011721
It's a tender balance: the value:weight ratio is operating on the assumption that there remain bastions of civilization where such rarities will remain desirable outside their practical stores of value. While they are light weight and can be very useful for trading, the opposite is true of the practicum in that they are large, heavy, difficult to conceal and likely outside your skillset.

However, the risk of trying to pick locks in the open could be well worth it. They obviously haven't made efforts to break the strongboxes, or at least not successful ones, and their origin is unknown. Depending on the size of the city, the contents may be important to the KHANATE and could prove useful later. If anything, stow the small box in your bag for later practice and try your hand at the larger box now.

>>1011715
Take anything small that can fit in your bag, and then have a go at opening the chest. Don't suppose we have a spell to pop it open?

Grab the daggers, jewelry, gold, silk, and arrows, then scamper. Don't fleece too much or they'll pursue you.

Get coffee and pancakes!

Find and visit this 'Ruffled Haunch' of noted repute.

>>1011768
Go noogie your brother.

Mail a glitter bomb at the post office.

Pancakes and coffee at the hapless stone. Lets introduce ourself to whatever people is there.

History museum! Let's find out what happened to everything and everyone we loved.

Also, let's talk to Lori about the folly of working for such an unnescesarily cruel goverment.

>>1011759
Seconding

>>1011755
"More dangerous than that sadistic lunatic? I think not!"

I also think a history museum is a great idea. It'd be a better source of unbiased information than these government ghouls.

They’ll come to get us eventually and our current lack of anywhere else to go means we’ll probably go back to them when that happens.
Lets blow off some steam while we have some time alone.

Did you have any interests or hobbies you’d like to get back into?
If not then let’s just go to the theme park and see if we can’t enjoy ourselves somewhat.

>deer wasn't fully skinned
Well, alright. Still barbaric, but at least the purpose is valid. Plus, Rancid is right. If he doesn't do it, his replacement will. The person to blame is higher up in the chain of command.

>danger
I mean, pretty much anyone can murder a non-activated vampire, so... yeah. Gotta stick with Lori.

Theme park seems fine. Lots of different emotions there. Fear probably isn't it, maybe having fun works?

Toxoglossa 2021/09/27(Mon)15:31 No. 1011752 ID: de852d
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Gabe and Vivian flop against the sheets, their hearts racing together, trying to steal back their breath.

“Gabe, that was- hah- wonderful.” Vivian huffs, her body shivering as aftershocks tingle up her spine like shoals of silver fish.

“I nh- hope it was enough,” He lays against her back, hands idly caressing her in a post-orgasmic haze. “If not, we can always try again. Heheh”

Gabe’s erection shifts within her as it starts to soften. His spent cum trickles out as he slips free from her with a gasp, leaving her crevices warm and wet. She sighs, feeling her own shaft pulse weakly against her belly just a few more times.

The curtains glow and shadows shift as something brilliant approaches from above.

Toxoglossa 2021/09/27(Mon)15:31 No. 1011753 ID: de852d
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“Litany, is that you?” Vivian asks.

A voice, or possibly several voices respond. “It is I.”

The angel descends with a slow flap of wings. Wreathed in a vivid aurora, the fey’s nude body shines with an intensity that is hard to look directly upon. Wings seem to unfold into infinity, bearing eyes that scrutinize the very fabric of the world.

The voice says, “Be not afraid, for I am whole once more.” Their face still bears the scars of the lightning strike, but gone is the meek, worried stare of a servant bound by magic. In their hand is a blazing scroll, the music trapped once more in vellum and ink.

That's quite the evolution. How does it feel?

Tell us what they did to you.

Are you doing okay?

rolled 3, 8, 5, 6, 5, 10, 8, 8, 3, 8, 8, 7, 2, 7, 8, 10, 9, 5, 8, 2, 5, 6, 9, 10, 7, 1, 3, 2, 4, 4, 6, 1, 1, 1, 2, 10, 4, 3, 1, 3, 1, 1, 9, 1, 10, 7, 10, 1, 1, 1 = 255

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>>1011189
Posu had to do a double take.

"Xian, we agreed to stop hooking up on boats after we sank the 5th one, so this will need to wait until we can buy a hotel at shore with a good existing fire insurance policy. Also, I do appreciate you deciding to come running to join in on the revenge quest. If I just have to worry about keeping you from killing them, I honestly probably won't need to worry about wanting to crush this Anathema's head like a soft melon."

Posu let out a sigh as she pulled out a bottle of fine brandy to pour herself and who she thought was her wife, even if the whole situation was suspect that she didn't call ahead.

>>1011377
"Xian" struggles to hold a strained smile, before losing the battle and breaking down in laughter.

"Hells, Posu, you can't even fight without fucking? Burnt down five ships!"

The water aspect is treated to a distinctly unusual sight as the Charm breaks, revealing Marisa-dressed-as-Xian. Flicking her gloved hand she offers "Toldya I found a doodad."

rolled 8, 5, 8, 9, 5, 6, 5, 8, 9, 10, 2, 5, 4, 10, 7, 8, 5, 6, 3, 3, 6, 7, 7, 10, 4, 7, 2, 1, 3, 8, 4, 10, 4, 7, 2, 9, 4, 7, 3, 9 = 240

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>>1011385
"Yes, that was an eventful and expensive afternoon, and I would recommend it the next time you and Alice get into a fight."

She did her best to hide the surprise and genuine disappointment behind both her mask and utter stone faced disapproval.

"Anyway, I'm honestly kind of uncomfortable. You know that this is kind of a really difficult time for me, and it's kind of fucked up that you pretended to be my wife trying to sleep with me at my lowest. But is that what the doodad does?"

rolled 4, 10, 4, 1, 2, 4, 9, 3, 6, 9, 8, 2, 9, 7, 2, 6, 1, 10, 5, 6, 7, 5, 10, 4, 3, 7, 10, 10, 6, 4, 9, 6, 7, 9, 9, 8, 3, 4, 9, 7, 10, 6, 5, 5, 2, 10, 9, 3, 6, 6, 4, 2, 7, 9, 2, 1, 1, 8, 6, 2, 1, 4, 9, 6, 10, 4, 8, 2, 2, 2, 2, 4, 4, 4, 7, 7, 1, 1, 7, 1, 8, 7, 10, 1, 6, 7, 3, 10, 9, 6, 2, 5, 3, 10, 4, 9, 10, 9, 8, 10 = 572

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>>1011388
>But is that what the doodad does?
"It's a neomah-in-a-glove! They do shapeshifting, yeah. This one also knows Jade Mountain."

>Anyway, I'm honestly kind of uncomfortable. You know that this is kind of a really difficult time for me, and it's kind of fucked up that you pretended to be my wife trying to sleep with me at my lowest.
Marisa pouts. "I wasn't trying to sleep with you, you're the one who saw a perfectly good angry wife jump scare as sextimes. Ugh, sorry."

>>1011085
Right, actual productive game stuff:

After her misadventure teasing Posu, Marisa will disclose that her discovery of the neomah-in-a-yasal-crystal and outline the bargain she struck with Goat: his charms are available to whichever member of the sworn brotherhood is holding the crystal for a month (well, 27 days now), with the option to let the spirit lose for in-person help before that deadline, if needed. His Jade Mountain Charms are only available for "the pleasure of controlling ones balance and redirecting the forces of immense objects for spiritual or physical gratification and never for violence or anger".

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rolled 9, 3, 9, 9, 10, 10, 8, 8, 9, 2, 6, 3, 8, 3, 7, 4, 3, 2, 5, 5, 10, 5, 5, 8, 5, 6, 6, 2, 9, 2 = 181

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>If Ribbons is going to write down that wealth of Lintha intelligence

Ribbons had documented and made a copy of the Information for the Dragons to use as they see Fit, keeping the original Elsewere for now.

As for what to do now they are ashore, it was to gather what they found, finish any identifications and assessing what to do with the loot. the Ship most likely is going to be sold off, but the Contraband needed to be dealt with legally before they do anything with it. with Their reports in hand, they headed off to Posu, about to knock when they see the door already open and Posu already awake before letting out a small sigh.

"Glad to see your up. Since we are ashore, I would like to finish up the reports so i can have some free time. We have a Ship to deal with, repairs to file, and Contraband we need to get sorted. After all, isn't that the right thing to do? We can't just sell or take some of these items for ourselves without proper Protocol."

Not so much saying it, but putting in light how a morally upstanding person might feel Guilty if they did anything with the contraband they had.

Spending 2Personal on fateful (TN 5) and 2 personal on extra dice as Ribbons is trying to make Posu feel guilty.

LiterallyJumble 2021/09/26(Sun)19:01 No. 1011684 ID: c83a15
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You stumble back, blinking a few times, finding yourself somewhere else again, though it takes you a second to realize you're back in the cell with Protyte and Isen, you take a moment to take in the scene..

Protyte is on the ground, having been pulled out while you were.. Gone, seeming quite shakey. Isen looks very concerned, and you have no idea what to do..

"What happened? I was out of it for a- Never mind; what do I do next!?"

LiterallyJumble 2021/09/27(Mon)02:16 No. 1011728 ID: c83a15
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>What happened? I was out of it for a- Never mind; what do I do next!?

Isen speaks, "I-I don't know- M-Make sure he's okay, keep him stable--"

Protyte coughs, more oil flows out of his mouth

Tell me we still have the LM stuff.

Go over to him and ask him what he's feeling, where the pain is worst, and where his senses have failed him entirely (that's where he'll need most urgent attention).

The two that I favor most, and the one I prefer?

I choose how Roger is to learn, and who is to tell him how to do it. Also I want Temmie to be the one to tell us, because she's right here and apparently she's got this all-seeing thing going on, sooooooo

Hey Temmie, open his mind so he can consciously hear us. Double your pay.

1st Preference: Where is he to discover?

2nd Favored: How is he to learn?

What is to come, and why?

First why, then how. Bonus round if Tem's feeling a bit cheeky: tomorrow's lunch menu?

1/3 Argine 2021/09/27(Mon)05:20 No. 1011730 ID: 5bf1bd
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>Now she knows where you are.
Fah, what a pain.
She's probably waiting at the end of the area, just waiting to squeeze a trigger and watch me go up in flames.

See, this is why I don't like dealing with her. She just loves to play keepaway until you get hasty and she shanks you in the back - but bitching about her's not going to change the fact that at the end of the day, I'm going to press her face into the concrete.

>Use Briarspirit to charge through
Good idea. I'll have to test this thing's protective capabilities, and there's no point in having 20 of these damn cards if I'm never going to use any of them.

I reach into the waist holster for the cards that Diagram had made for me, and focus -
Without even having to riffle through the things, the Briarspirit card flies into my hand.
Real handy. And kinda scary. It's one thing for someone to make a working machine, but... magic? I'm glad this thing hasn't exploded al-

2/3 Argine 2021/09/27(Mon)05:21 No. 1011731 ID: 5bf1bd
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The card explodes, surrounding me with a comforting green glow.
...Better than having a flashbang go off in front of my eyes, at least.
And for some reason, even though I've never used one of these before... it feels like there's going to be very few things that can put me down now.

>One Briarspirit card has been consumed. 2 remain.
Dunno how effective this barrier's going to be, but there's one way to find out.

3/3 Argine 2021/09/27(Mon)05:21 No. 1011732 ID: 5bf1bd
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>Shotgun the doors again.
Can do. Swapping between my guns ain't much of a problem when there's nobody actively hounding me. I just swapped to my revolvers as well just in case, but all I got was that arrow to the chest.
The door falls, my fingers feeding more shells into the Creirwy as I peer into the now opened-room.

>Check your corners.
Nothing in the corners...

And right smack dab in the middle of the room is a nice block of plastic explosives.
Knowing Nickel, she probably has three others planted in the room, near the walls if I try to sneak around. It's an ultimatum, a big insult. It's like yanking on someone's tail, knowing that she'll start something and get a reprimand while you won't. There's no situation in a real battlefield where someone would simply leave a big chunk of explosive sitting in the middle of room, where it won't even damage me if I stay outside.

I'm not patient enough to go around it, and she knows that too.

Ha. Ha ha ha. Hahahahaha!
I just had an idea.

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You don’t know what direction the blast will send you because there are other explosives you can’t see yet. Find and defuse them first.

I'm in. No guts, no glory.

If there’s literally any movement you feel would propel yourself forward even slightly then you gotta do it!

Can't you like, grab some of those nets and throw them at the bender to have them slow it as well? Since there's dust in the bender, it might get recognized as something alive as well.

Question is, if we take off our pants, is there another layer of Resk-U net to save us further down? If the answer is yes, then off they go.

All that matters is grabbing that dust bender, your pants are just holding you back, literally. Off they go.

I notice one of the strings is about to wrap around her right arm. Might be a good idea to pull it directly back instead of reaching for the bender before it tightens and use the arm to unbutton the pants to loosen them so she can have an easier time slipping out of them.

You're angry, and that's reasonable, but he's making you that way on purpose. Don't give him what he wants. Deep breaths, think this through logically.

The problem here is that Crook believes that this is a "stop at nothing" sort of bargaining chip for you. He's trying to get an unbalanced deal for it because of that. If you can disavow him of that notion, you can just turn it into business. He's a former mob boss, he should appreciate business. You should make it clear to Crook that you've already made your choice between your past and everyone's future, and you're not going to sacrifice the latter for the former. That doesn't mean you don't want both, but that's the problem with trying to bargain with someone who has a cause. You're not going to accept a deal that jeopardizes it.

It should just be game theory for him at that point. On one side of the chart, the cost is that he's on you and Delli's bad side for decades or more, and the reward is he gets to huff a low-rez replay of a memory that he can't even use (but don't even tell him that's a possibility, he may not know). That's already a bad deal for him. On the other side of the chart, the cost is that someone he dislikes gets something they want, and the reward is your gratitude, the current reigning demigod's gratitude, and...well, you're open to offers that further balance that equation in his favor, but the high bar there falls somewhere south of "enough superpowers to destroy you and your friends." He probably just wants the power to get back on top like he was before, so maybe play up offers that let him be in charge of something?

All of this depends on the "Freedom of Truthful Speech" that the gangs are legitimizing their 'elected' reign on.

So ask if you can talk to Delli and your gang first. If he refuses, refuse back. Do not make decisions that betray your friends without free discussion and asking their permission first.

Tell him this is Deli's choice, not yours. Then tell what happened to the last person back then that messed with your memories.

Share the photo as publicly as possible, captioned: "All-you-can-eat 30-year supply of chocolate available as reward for information leading to the retrieval of this item."

He thinks he has leverage, and critically, he things you have leverage when you don't. Soletta has political leverage, Delli has power leverage, you- have knowledge you can leverage, but you need to regain it. Fuck, you do need this, but Crook thinks you have leverage over Delli to make him pay the price he's asking for when you don't.

I think the best bet here is to vent a bit, say you need to talk with Delli first, make it sound like you're frustrated with your lack of control over the situation, then arrange a time to call again.

That'll give you time to plan. No one (besides Crook) wants to see Crook with all that power, to the point where you might even be able to get Phantom to help you with reclaiming your memories.

Moth lady, they did notice you, and they like your outfit. They really like it.
Gnome barbarian, she hasn't noticed you because the table's in the way.
The tavern bard noticed and seems friendly enough.

a lot of people just turned their heads, give you a weird look, and just go back to whatever they were doing, others just ignored you, one person (a male jackalope) got shocked by your sudden appearance and is catching their breath, but a small few went "YEAH!" or "WOOOO!"

one of the customers who catches your attention is a bee who seems like a fighter, sitting at the counter in front of a bartender. She seems busy looking at some paperwork, looking at a list of materials she needs. Maybe some clothes? we should strike a conversation and find out.

>>1011708
as far as the moth lady goes, she heard rumors of a fancy new restaurant opening up, something called "A Stitch in Time" and is wondering if Saiorse is the chef based off the tailor uniform she has on.

Yeah you're on a fast track to feeding a cute moth girl.

I'm also gonna suggest a male kobold playing card games with a half-elf and a human, dressed very pitifully. Clearly someone in need of new threads, but not one with any eye for what looks presentable. He's noticed you, and his only observation was that your dress makes you look like you have a fat butt.

>>1011711
They are playing strip poker

3/3 BAN 2021/09/26(Sun)17:52 No. 1011682 ID: 88966b
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A flash of white.

An entire section of CORVO's platoon are blown to bits. Several demons and two of the leftmost howitzers are thrown out into the air like toys. Your head's ringing from the sound of the impact--it doesn't sound like any ordnance you've ever heard. It's all happened in an instant, a real one this time--Dane's horrified face mirrors your own. You--!!!

Your vision disappears for a moment, and you're suddenly being battered by dirt and shrapnel. It feels like someone's smashed you in the head with a brick. The shockwave almost lifts you off of your feet. Dane staggers back, smashes into a nearby howitzer and falls, a large splinter of wood jutting out of his leg. You dive to shield him. Jesus christ, the sentry tower was completely vaporized. VARGA and JOAN are dead, they have to be... Cries for medics are going up all across the line. Someone's calling for you, but you can't tell where it's coming from.

>"You fucking see that?!!" Dane screams from underneath you. He buries his head in his hands. "God, did you fucking see that?!!! You see the halo?!!!!"

"I can't see shit," you yell back as another blast decimates a stretch of road nearby. You duck your head as more shrapnel rains down.

>You can feel the sergeant starting to hyperventilate. "Oh, god...!!! We're fucked, BAN!! We're so fucked!!! Jesus, I never even got baptised...!!!"

Dane starts desperately clawing at the asphalt, trying to wriggle out from under you. Shit, he's snapped...!!

Okay! So!
The Canardi have a what? An angel or something?
It would have been nice to have been briefed about that!
Slap some sense into Dane, gather whatever forces you have left, and find a place to hide. I would suggest running, but I think it might spot anyone making a run for it.
What else can you do? Fight a giant angel monster?
If there are any cannons left, you could try to turn them on it, but I doubt that would do anything other than draw its attention.

>>1011682
oh fuck, this must be what was going on in the church

fuck fuck fuck that is NOT good.

>VARGA and JOAN are dead, they have to be.
We have finally reached the checkpoint.

Get Dane to cover, order everyone else to do the same.
We need to get our bearings! Now!

We take who we can, beat a steady retreat, and call for air support.

We can't do shit. A couple 10k lb bombs might have a shot.

All the guys should at least have some snussy even the one who impregnates all of the witch's eggs. Though I wonder what happened to the kobolds? It would be funny if her girlfriend showed up just as she was creampied though.

Oh, if her girlfriend *did* show up, then that's three ladies for three breeders, and everybody gets to make an egg.

>>1011575
She actually brought the food? Didn't expect that. Might as well grab 2 or 3 fries, since they're there.

>already on our way before your call even ended
So that's how they can make their 5 minutes or less promise.

>Someone is going to be left out.
Looks like we'd better make sure it's not us!

>Convince us in game
You're a wizard, so you've got a high chance of passing down your magical powers to your offspring. So if you and Amelia have some children, there's a very high chance that both of your magical powers will be passed down to your children, making them very likely to have powerful magic.

>>1011598
There's no guarantee that Amelia's girlfriend will show up at all, so don't get your hopes up on expecting that to happen.

>>1011578
I like this idea! But i want to fuck the snussy later! GIVE ME MY MILF!

>>1011575
Wait and see if anyone else wants the soda. If no one else wants it, then you can drink it.

>>1011612
All of this.

rolled 6, 8, 7, 1, 8, 10, 2, 10, 8, 2, 1, 7, 2, 1, 5, 1, 9, 6, 10, 6, 9, 1, 7, 10, 1, 4, 3, 8, 2, 6, 2, 8, 6, 8, 3, 6, 9, 4, 9, 2, 2, 6, 7, 3, 5, 8, 8, 10, 8, 1 = 276

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"A very quick summation of the situation, then. The People of the Bronze Veiled Skull are at war with the local beastfolk. They are a varied group, with similarly varied origins, but the ones in charge are called the Fengari. Their royal family, bull headed sorts, claim divine descent from a war god, and have inherited some number of divine toys. I don't know the details, only rumors. While the People are perhaps better equipped and trained, and have more potent magic at our disposal, a full bloody engagement of that sort would be wasteful. I am hoping your new arrival can at least stall them, if not find a diplomatic solution. With more time, I could find some potent enough assistance to shift the odds in our favor."

He pauses, looking around. "Where'd the other one go?"

He silently confers as well with his coadjutor, asking whether it knows any rituals for calling up other demons it could teach him in a couple days.

rolled 6, 4, 3, 7, 9, 3, 6, 5, 3, 5, 5, 10, 1, 3, 6, 5, 3, 6, 4, 8, 1, 5, 5, 5, 2, 1, 5, 5, 3, 8, 8, 4, 10, 8, 4, 3, 7, 8, 6, 3, 1, 10, 9, 2, 2, 6, 5, 2, 2, 3, 3, 1, 9, 4, 10, 9, 6, 4, 3, 9 = 303

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>>1011500
"I wouldn't know anything about... well, my history..." Patches mutters. "...but unless they know Soth Aweosung, I don't think they'd know me... she passed away... I don't know my grandparents, either." Patches keeps the rest of her history mum, though. "Maybe... if you gave me a good look at the records? Or had corroborating documents... Well... no, but... it's possible... um, we have more important things to deal with, right now, right? The... the prisoners, we need to stop them from dying first. Can you tell me what you know about the captors?" Patches looks intently at G'ruk.

rolled 4, 1, 7, 8, 9, 6, 4, 3, 4, 5, 2, 9, 5, 6, 9, 5, 2, 7, 5, 3, 8, 3, 9, 3, 8, 5, 1, 10, 10, 8, 8, 1, 5, 9, 3, 3, 2, 10, 2, 7, 1, 1, 4, 7, 10, 6, 8, 5, 9, 7 = 277

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>>1011543

"It is regrettable to know that even in such distant ends of Creation wars are so familiar to people," Seventen Quills concurs. "But if you believe that we may help minimize the bloodshed and preserve the health and livelihood of good people under the Heavens, I shall apply myself to this task to my lawful utmost! Where do the esteemed Fengari and their flock make their home? We ought to attempt to parley. What are the reasons behind your feud to begin with, and what is the general state of the hostilities? Can a raid be expected at any moment or do you agree to pitched battles beforehand? Are we currently in your territory or in theirs, in the terms of military control? What are the numbers on either side"

The man reached subconsciously for a nonexistent stationery dispenser at his left side - thin, elegant fingers daintily gripped invisible paper before curling into a fist that trembled for a brief moment before once again returning into the linked-sleeved default position.

"Oh, and, ah... esteemed mistress Ertha, could someone among your servants provide me with some amenities, at the first convenience?"

>>1011554
In addition to confirming a lot of stuff you already guessed, G'ruk can identify (or rather, provide descriptions clear enough for you to recognize) six necromancy spells the high priest of the Dark One has been seen casting: Bone Puppet Dance, Death Flies Two Sails, Iron Countermagic, Shattering Void Mirror, Soul Brand, and Sticks To Snakes. He's pretty sure the younger priests have a more limited repertoire, but any of them with a fancy hat will at least know Bone Puppet Dance.
They've also got some way to 'shrivel' or 'sour' living flesh by touch, going right through armor - in mechanical terms, a post-soak damage adder. Easy to see coming, hasn't been known to kill outright unless the target was already hurt bad, and they seldom use it during fights, especially on the defensive. Might be another spell that needs elaborate ritual setup earlier in the day, or thaumaturgy, or an expensive terrestrial martial arts technique, or something from the ghost charmset, insufficient information to be sure.

As for catching people fallen from that ledge without killing them, G'ruk seems eager to try, but not optimistic about the odds. This sort of sacrifice is, it seems, a relatively regular occurrence (though they might be doing something differently this time) - one every few months at least, apparently variable based on interpretation of omens and availability of foreign captives or internal volunteers. Usually the victims' hands are bound, and they're pushed off in such a way that they turn in mid-air to land on their heads. G'ruk has been trying to get his claws on live / intact / pure humans for at least a year without satisfactory success, as part of an effort to bypass or neutralize some sort of "troubled water," further

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>>1010658
What defenses have you positioned on or around the incomplete spiral stairs as sundown approaches?

2/4 Buckwheat 2021/09/25(Sat)20:38 No. 1011589 ID: 15a025
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I flick it on the ground and put it out with my boot.

Wolf?: "Awoo. I might like that, under differ-

Lana: "Finish that sentence and you're getting kicked out."

As he goes in, I send a quick text to Kaari and Virgil as a heads up about the dude.

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Next person to talk to me is some Dalmatian guy.

Dalmatian: "You let him off pretty easy. You get jerks like that often?"

Lana: "Not too often really. ID and ticket please."

He hands them over, both- huh?

Lana: "What's with the money?"

Dalmatian: "It's a tip. Treat yourself to something after work."

I look at his ID and ticket more closely, just in case the "tip" is to get my guard down. Both check out alright though.

Lana: "Thanks, enjoy the concert."

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A good chunk of time flies by as I continue checking tickets and id's. Weirdly, there's still quite a line of people here yet? Feels like the concert should be starting soon and the line should be getting shorter. Next in line is a little sheep.

Lana: "Hey nice beanie there. Can I see your ticket and ID please?"

Sheep: "Sure, thanks!"

ID checks out, ticket is... not paid for? I look at it more and see it's also fake. It's not stamped and feeling it, it's not even the right kind of paper.

Lana: "Care to explain where you got this ticket?"

Sheep: "Is... is there a problem? I just bought it half an hour ago and got in line."

Lana: "Try again, we've been sold out for two weeks, there aren't any extra tickets left to sell."

She gives me an annoyed look
Sheep: "How can you be sold out when I just spent seventy-five notes on this ticket?"

Lana: "Look the tickets a fake. It doesn't have this concert's serial number or our paid for stamp on it, which would have our club's-."

Sheep: "Then why do you have a booth setup in the parking lot selling them? This is kinda ridiculous."

make one of the guys inside guard the door while you go beat the fake ticket salesman real quick

>>1011591
>”Then why do you have a booth setup in the parking lot selling them? This is kinda ridiculous."
That’s because we don’t have a booth selling tickets. You’ve been scammed.”

Here's the thing: you don't have to play consistently. You need a business front but it doesn't have to be sane.
Hybridize the power plants into a schizophrenic science mess; have the front facility work on hundreds of different energy generation science projects at once, and then sell the 'excess' energy at fluctuating prices and stock. Nobody will be able to read the reports for more than five hours before throwing the mess in the shredder, because your 'staff' will be the stuff of Sparks; one day you're selling the excess runoff energy from ionizing urine, the next you're buying energy because you need to power a hyperjet to seal a breach in the ocean floor with elephant glue.
Your explanation is that you hired all the crazy geniuses who were complete failures in civilized society and on average they make a profit.

What about "solar" plants, or microwave power from a satellite? With a microwave power plant all the sensitive technology isn't even planetside, you wouldn't need to staff it entirely with copies. Maybe we could advertise it as "solar roadways, but some weird stuff makes it actually work."
I also like the idea of a black box power beam, if you can make it self destruct when opened. Maybe framed as a battery, it will be easier to subtly slip in to circulation, and you can do the opposite of Apple where you slowly prolong the battery life.
PR goes beyond the realm of simply 'how to lie about our technology'. In effect, it is part of a greater movement to convince humanity to accept 'outside' help from a... benefactor. Do we have a propaganda department? Are we writing any science fiction novels, making more movies about optimistic first contact? And watch out for any popular media with a xenophobic message too. You don't want a China Syndrome putting a stigma on your technology for decades.

If it's easier to break into the energy markets in third world countries, just do that. Build superscience power plants in the open, make no secret of what they are, but build entirely mundane distribution around the countries. Let THEM sell the power to everyone else. You just guard your plants.

How about "The Cybernetic People's Republic of Ira Paige" as an official name for yourself at the UN? Could sorta-truthfully claim the "Queen of Mars" title is purely ceremonial, like the Queen of England, used because you initially thought the thing with Mike was going to be primarily a matter of symbolic hospitality. Once he brought your attention to a few other problems, though, policies on aid-to-developing-nations were developed according to the consensus of your entire citizenry - including some voluntary delegation to experts, where specialist knowledge was understood to be relevant - within constitutional limits, rather than on an autocratic unilateral basis.

What's your plan for refugees and stateless persons? If you're willing to extend permanent resident status to all applicants, no questions asked, provide free transit, and treat them at least as well as the Geneva conventions require for POWs, there'll be some. Might want a whole separate habitat for obvious spies and potentially dangerous extradition-dodgers.

As for offering electrical power, 'too cheap to meter' would cause immediate problems in itself. Lots of ways people could use that to blow stuff up: railguns, blockchain Ponzi schemes, Haber process for ANFO and friends, electrolysis of water into LOX/H2 rocket fuel... and, ultimately, further climate problems from industrial waste heat. Same applies to many other bulk commodities.

Fortunately, as a foreign maniac with overwhelmingly superior technology, capitalism can actually work in your favor if you let it. Just go around offering to provide something that's simultaneously slightly higher quality than the best currently on the market and slightly cheaper than the worst, then buy out as many of your competitors as are publicly traded, or willing to sell privately, and shut down their no-longer-profitable operations. If you're trying to be ethica

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Not sure about the PR angle, but I think your best bet is to build entirely undisguised power plants around the place. You will need to negotiate for use of the land to build them on unless you want to claim and enforce sovereign authority over other nations, however.

>>1011525
*eye twitch and his face upturns into a ghoulish smile*

Inner thoughts: You fucking ignorant imbeciles, it's all right there in front of and you refuse to see it. Alright then, let's show you how moronic you are

Are you aware of how poison works? The way it is most effective is if it either ingested or enters the body through an open wound. The effects of certain types of poison can include something like weakening limbs and body, nausea and vomiting, sepsis, paralysis, and eventually death. All of which I had suffered and to which Lord Zirzam sadly suffered from my accidental vomiting on him. Now I ask you, why would I chose to poison myself simply to get Lord Zirzam with a method that wouldn't work? I had not met him before today, I didn't know him before hand, it doesn't add up. What's more why should I bother taking poison when the chances are I would die all on the off chance to get someone else? That is not how poison works, and it's nonsensical.

Instead, let's return to what I said? How does poison enter the body? Either ingesting, or via an open wound. You openly acknowledge that I was stabbed. I was stabbed twice by both DeRvan and our Doctor. So that leaves both DeRvan and the doctor as possible suspects for targeting Zirzam. DeRvan has too much fear of Zirzam to even try such an attempt. When Lord Zirzam greeted us during the investigation, DeRvan showed only fear and respect for him. He was subservient and overly polite. And again, what motive does DeRvan have for killing him? Possibly because he feels small around him, but I doubt it very much. It doesn't make any sense. Plus knowing the prejudice of this organization, chances you would all take the first opportunity to be rid of us had you the oppo

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Absurdity DeVoid 2021/09/25(Sat)16:54 No. 1011577 ID: f23762
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ks3DUf4Emog

Absurdity DeVoid 2021/09/26(Sun)07:54 No. 1011613 ID: f23762
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YaIIiq47dAc

*puts his hand on Corax's shoulder to calm him*

*whispers* Deep breaths Corax, you spoke so passionately about the incident that I believe you might just be on the right track, but your anger is probably jumbling up your memories of what actually happened. If you truly suspect the doctor, Calm down and try to think of the event again more clearly, and try to remember every detail such as the details and state of Dervan's knife when you were stabbed both the first and second time, and consider that some things might be true, such as the robot. Consider that if the doctor did indeed inject you with poison, and it wasn't Dervan or the robot, that she may have done it a different way and the robot may have served a different purpose. use deductive reasoning on this. If you have an idea, look through the video, and play through a specific part that you feel amiss.

(going to link the start of when Corax entered the doc's office here: https://questden.org/kusaba/draw/res/32929.html#44958)

Forgive my partner's behavior, doctor Kavakara. I calmed him down. he's just so passionate about finding the truth that he's probably got some things messed up. I'm sure your expert experiences had warranted you an honorary spot on the team. May I ask how you first became a part of the investigation team?

>>1011655
*closes eyes and takes a deep breath*

Inner thoughts: Calm. Calm. Go to you place Alyosha, your mind palace...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LOKnl5D8Qic

First stabbing: Stabbed above the liver by DeRvan with switchblade he had on him. Second stabbing, same knife? Possibly. Think. I enter the doctor's office, the knife is still in me, it's not been removed, can't risk to much blood loss. She removes it. Can see that on the first screen, open wound, the knife has been removed. Can't see the knife her body blocks the view. Where is the knife? She pulled the knife, it had my blood on it.

https://questden.org/kusaba/draw/src/158435073846.jpg

When she holds the knife again, its clean? How? Possibly wiped something on it behind counter? Or different knife entirely. Stabbed in left shoulder. She then mentions... Poisonous insects. Possible poison from her home world? Testing it on me? Perhaps.

https://questden.org/kusaba/draw/src/158501890466.jpg

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>>1005544
Tell them it was nice meeting them.

I suppose you can go down the corridor a bit. Feels rude to interrupt the medical staff's conversation with the patient.

Ask if Rala takes breaks, we should meet up again in the future when we're both not busy.

Suggestion 2021/09/26(Sun)08:56 No. 1011616 ID: b35aa3
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>>1005605
“Does... Rala take any breaks?”

”Of course! Even me and the other holograms play pool in the longue sometimes.”

>>1005546
“Alright, it’d be nice to talk more when you aren’t busy.”

”Yeah! It’d be fun to talk with someone new, but I’ve got more sweeping to do.” With a determined look the hologram began to resume sweeping the floors of dust.

As the hologram walks off you decided to explore the corridor, but before you’re able to walk off the captain puts away his communicator and calls for your attention,

”Hey kid, we’ve got some business to attend to…Minerva wants to see you.”

“Oh- that sounds important, do we need to leave now?”

”Well you’d think that, but she’s not too strict. I’d say it’s best you get yourself reacquainted before then, uh -maybe see if you can try to remember anything, if possible... just keep it in mind.”

>>1011616
Remembering things? Okay, try to remember... hmm... any friends? Or a time you served on a crew? Good meals?

Could stretch your limbs in regards to powers. Use one of the less dangerous ones like telekinesis/portals or charm...
Actually, can you use memory powers (orange) on yourself to look into your own past?

Try to remember some of the most delicious iron or titanium you ate.