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994099 No. 994099 ID: fd4d13

It’s strip poker night at Questden! You help decide who wins it all- and what the losers forfeit!

This is a massive seven-quest crossover game of strip Texas hold ‘em. The winner of each hand keeps their clothes and can make anyone who doesn’t fold do a dare. Each player has brought a special item they can bet as a last resort!

Suggestors vote for the fifth community card (the “river”) based on the reactions of each player. Feel free to suggest dares, but the players might be too distracted to listen!

The Players
(From left to right. Name, Author, Quest Title, Wiki Link)
- Lady Serah Kensington, Donut, Lazy Fairy (assisted by Landi the Fairy), https://questden.org/wiki/Lazy_Fairy
- Arthurius Radiant, Poltergeist Ethanoic Acid, Enclosed Curtains, https://questden.org/wiki/Enclosed_Curtains
- Mary Kil, Bitequest, SEXCOM, https://questden.org/wiki/SEXCOM
- Willamina and Cat, Edmango, Catalyst, https://questden.org/wiki/CATALYST
- Alma Harjula, Gnoll, Inhabiting Malevolence, https://questden.org/wiki/Inhabiting_Malevolence
- Franklin, Clockwork Seal, Porn Quest, https://questden.org/wiki/Porn_Quest
- Queen Chinzebeth VII, Lonelyworld, Chinzebeth VII, https://questden.org/wiki/Chinzebeth_VII

The Rules
- At the beginning of each round, the dealer (Blingo Bopkus) will privately deal each player two hole cards and reveal the first four community cards (the flop and the turn). Each player then decides whether to fold. Players who fold automatically strip one item of clothing, but are safe from dares that round.

- Suggestors vote on what the river card will be based on the remaining players’ reactions. Each remaining player takes turns showing their cards and announces what they will dare the other remaining players to do if they win. The winning hand does not strip, and the losers perform the dare. Tie winning hands neither strip nor perform dares.

- Players are out when they have no items or eligible clothing left to bet.
- Players out of the game can still be dared.
- A player may decide to bet their special item instead of an item of clothing for a round.
- Players keep the clothes and special items that they win.
- Suggestors may suggest dares, items of clothing to remove, topics of conversation and drinks to be enjoyed.
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No. 994100 ID: fd4d13
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Franklin has just arrived. He has been out of town for a long time, but he’s back and looking to make new friends, so a poker night feels like a good idea. He also brought his Nintendo Switch with the HD Rerelease of Star Wars Episode I: Racer installed, he’s hoping that if people get tired of playing cards maybe he could play it with somebody.

He also has a whole bunch of snacks, he stopped by Another Chick In The Wall to pick up a whole bunch of chicken strips and various dipping sauces and chips and dips as well.

He greets everyone present and takes a seat at the table.

“Hi folks, my name’s Franklin. I’ve been out of town for a while and a lot of my old friends moved away, and I figured a poker night would be a good way to meet new people.”

A chubby corgi person is messing about with a large stainless steel liquid cylinder sitting on the floor next to her. She hops up in the chair next to Franklin when he sits down.

“Hi there!” she says, smiling and waving excitedly. “My name is Mary Kil! I brought some party punch!”

“Neat! You can’t have a good party without punch.” Franklin hefts a large paper bag up onto the table, “I brought a bunch of dips, chips, and some sauces with the strips,” he chuckles proudly at his own rhyme. “So it sounds like we’ve got everything we need for a great night of games, at least as soon as everyone gets here!”

A rather tall man stands awkwardly next to an empty chair. ”I’m Kog Sillyman,” he says. “I’m holding her royal majesty's place. I’m going to have to, uh, sample all that food and drink to, you know, make sure it isn’t poisoned.”

“I don’t really see that as a problem, I should have plenty for everyone!” Franklin chimes in. He sits down and takes out his switch while he waits for the rest of the players to arrive.
No. 994101 ID: 774442

Whoa, this better not be an April Fools joke

Franklin: better plug that switch in, avoid running out of batteries
No. 994516 ID: 12b116
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Mary Kil, the short corgi person, grabs some lab glassware and sets it on the table in front of her. She has a little hose, and something hisses ominously under the table.

“I’d love some of those chicken strips in a bit!” she says to Franklin.

“This ‘s my famous Party Punch! It’s got blue, and glowy, and some ethanol out of the lab to give it that bit of extra kick! Just let me know if you want some!”

There’s a metallic ping from the container below the table and a hiss of gas as she fills an Erlenmeyer flask with faintly-glowing, neon blue liquid and then takes a little sip, smacking her lips.

“I’ll definitely take some!” Franklin chimes in, “Probably just a little to start out since people are still getting here, so the party hasn’t really started yet.”

She pulls out another titration flask and fills it partway up for Franklin, although a boiling flask rolls across the table as well.

“That one’s for a dare!” she says, grinning.

“Well I’ll try not to end up with that one then!” Franklin says, happily taking the Flask from Mary and taking a quick sip, coughing slightly. “Oh wow, I didn’t expect it to be quite so … strong.”

“Wait, what? That sounds stupid good! Save some for me!” a tiny, tinkling voice calls out from the other room.

Kog raises a hand “I better try some of that too, ya know poison . . .”

“Sure thing!” Mary says happily, glassware clinking as she disappears under the table again. “It mostly sorta tastes like raspberry flavor,” she says, “and alcohol.”
No. 994535 ID: ca2950
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A high pitched drone fills the air and a ball of light coalesces into a humanoid shape.
Alma: “Ensign Harjula reporting for dut- Argh! Where am I? What’s going on!? Did the transit gate malfunction? Am I dead? Is this what being dead is like?”

She takes a moment to assess the situation and notices Mary Kil and Franklin across the table.

“Am I where I’m supposed to be?” she asks, edging away from the human, Kog Sillyman.

Mary waves excitedly. “Hi! I’m Mary Kil and this is a multi-world strip poker game! I don’t know what ‘poker’ is, but I brought drinks!” she kicks something under the table with a metallic clang, “And Franklin there brought snacks!” she points to Franklin. “So if you want drinks or snacks, then probably!”

Alma glances around nervously.

“Poker? I have no idea what that is, but if I’m not inside reality, it’s not against the rules to drink on duty… I hope.” she says, letting out a sigh. “I think I’m going to need it.”
No. 994573 ID: 1d109c
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After taking a gentle sip, Kog boldly continues drinking. “Sometimes the poison, uh, sinks to the bottom, gotta keep drinking to make sure.”
“You really don’t need to make excuses, it’s a party!” Franklin says, taking another sip of the glowing liquid himself.
“It’s um, deniability or something... actually, forget I said that.” Kog quickly changes the subject “Um, this chair definitely isn’t fit for Her Majesty, there’s no pillow... I’m just gonna chuck it.”
“I mean, it’s a bit early in the night to be throwing chairs around,” Franklin shrugs.

Alma reluctantly takes a beaker of the blue liquid and sniffs it, before wrinkling her nose. “If everyone is drinking stuff this strong, it might definitely happen, though.” she notes before taking a drink of the concoction.
No. 994574 ID: 8483cf
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From the other side of the room, a tall blond girl in a pink dress whispers nervously to an overexcited blue light bulb with wings.

“Should I be drinking yet?” the blonde asks, eyeing a bottle of Chardonnay.

“No! No pregaming for you, Lady Lightweight!” The blue ball barely slows down enough to be anything less than a bouncing blur, fixing her friend’s dress, tucking in her bodice, and adjusting the heart-shaped clasp keeping it all in line. You’re here, you’re hawt, you’re classy. That’s how you get these guys’ attention at first. Take it easy, and they’ll love you!”

“The tall one is cute…”

“He’s not playing.”

“He’s not?!” The blonde bites her lip. “I thought there wasn’t going to be an audience!”

“Easy, Serah! Easy! Look, he’s just a servant. You have those back home, right? He’s a piece of furniture. Watch, I’ll prove it.”

“No, don’t-”

There’s a miniature whirlwind of sparkly dust and tinkling of wine glasses as the fairy sweeps over the table and through the chairs in a well-practiced program of aerial attention whoring.

“Hey! Hi! How are you? You two are looking AWESOME!” the fairy zips to the center of the table and gives a deep-winged curtsy to Mary Kil, Franklin and Alma, pointedly ignoring Kog Sillyman. “I’m Landi! But I’m just a pretty face. You want to meet the brains of the operation, don’cha? Meet MY SEXY LADY FRIEND SEXY LADY SERAH!”

“Hello!” Serah says with a quick wave, trying to ignore Kog.

Kog, who is used to being ignored, is taken off guard by the towering beauty of Serah. He lowers the chip bag he was eating from and bows. “You must be Lady Kensington. Her majesty Queen Chinzebeth has left me at your disposal until her arrival… if you need help with your chair or anything, just ask.”

Serah smiles and scratches her neck. “At my disposal? How kind of Her Majesty… Yes, please!”

“Oh, hi!” Franklin waves over to Serah and Landi, “I didn’t see you when I came in, we’ve got drinks and snacks, so the party’s almost ready to go!”

Serah allows Kog to seat her with a happy scoot.
No. 994758 ID: e51896
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Suddenly, from out of nowhere, a thought bubble surrounds an empty chair. Within the cloud is a gray creature dressed very formally. One set of his antenna is poking out of his tophat, and one set of long ears droops down from the sides of his face. The thought cloud surrounding the creature then vanishes leaving the visitor sitting on the chair in front of the poker table. He surveys the room of players for a moment before finally speaking.

:sp_arthurius: :"Salutations, everyone! My name is Arthurius Radiant and I am what you may call a dreamcier. We create and manage dreamworlds for you dreamers to visit, and I am a nightmare bounty hunter who helps keep unauthorized nightmares from ruining those dreamworlds. I was allowed by our guild to visit and spend some time in this reality and make friends with some dreamers. Here is my card!"

Arthurius then passes out his business cards to each of the players’ seats.
No. 994759 ID: e51896
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“An extradimensional door-to-door solicitor?” Serah blinks in surprise. “Um, no thank you.”

“Do you sell custom-made dreams?” Landi asks innocently. “Like ones about big, strong farm boys?”

:sp_arthurius: :"eerrrr.... Give us a call when you're dreaming with that card and I’ll see if my sister Magnolia can hook you up with something."

“Please don’t actually do that!” Serah puts her hands to her face.

Mary slides his card back across the table. “Sorry! The Tourism Bureau of Gray Lake takes care of me, so I can’t spend money or take contracts or anything like that. Nice ta meecha though! I’m Mary Kil!”

Arthurius takes the business card back with a smile.

:sp_arthurius: :“Likewise, Mary! And don’t worry, all business including calling us takes place within our dreamworlds, not in your reality. The service requires no contracts, and services are free. The Bounty Corral Guild pays me for any invasive nightmares I catch that you may come across or accidentally think up when visiting our dreamworlds. If you want my card back at any time, please let me know!”

Mary nods.
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A pair of humans walk into the room, one’s carrying a polaroid camera and dressed in a sharp black dress. The other is in a checkered shirt with its sleeves wrapped up revealing some tattoos. The two are in the midst of a discussion.

Cat: 5 SLUSHEES each for entering a strip poker game is pretty cheap I’d say. Though I still think it’s weird that we’re going to be on a team. I haven’t heard of people playing that way before.

Willamina: IT’S FINE. We’ll just be splitting up who strips between rounds. What, are you nervous that your NAKED legs will be touching mine at some point in the night?

Cat’s face turns red at that as the two walk over to their seat at the center of the table.
No. 994877 ID: afe7de
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:sp_arthurius: :”Oh hello! And who might you two be? I’m Arthurius, nightmare bounty hunter at your service, and I just got here myself too!

He passes Willamina and Cat a couple of his business cards.

:sp_arthurius: :”and umm… may I ask what you meant by ‘naked legs?’ er… what kind of game are we playing here exactly? I forgot to ask…

Willamina: I’m Willamina and THIS is Cat. We’re here to play STRIP POKER. At least, this is our monthly strip poker game right Bobby?

There is a muffled agreement from the other room followed by the loud sounds of slurping.

:sp_arthurius: :”St-st-STRIP POKER? No wonder why some of the guild staff gave me weird looks… Err… well, I already spent a lot of currency to sell my services and form bonds here, so I guess I can’t back out now! Even if I don’t really know how to play poker..."
No. 995077 ID: ca2950
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Franklin deals everyone two cards and places the flop face up, revealing a Jack of Spades, Jack of Hearts, Seven of Clubs and Four of Spades

Alma: “Okay, um… Is it good to have pictures of the conjoined things with the facial whiskers like the ones on the table? I’m not sure how this game works.”

:sp_arthurius: :Hmmm, here, I’ve been looking at this rules card myself, but you can have it. I’ll just look up the rules on my phone instead.

Arthurius passes the rules of Poker card towards Alma, not realizing it is written in a language she probably cannot read.

Alma looks at the card, adjusts her glasses, turns the card sideways, lifts her glasses and squints at it, then places the card back down on the table.

“A-Ah… I get it now. But when you say ‘strip’ and ‘naked’, what does that actually mean? Are those some kind of slang terms for game mechanics?”

“I’m afraid not, Alma.” Serah looks at her cards with obvious worry. “These cards are worthless. I’m folding, which means…”

Serah bends down under the table and pops up a few seconds later holding her black flats and biting her lip. “I’m going to assume nobody wants me to put these on the table.”

Arthurius squints through his sunglasses, trying to see past the darkness within the dimly lit room.
:sp_arthurius: :Ugh, why was it a good idea to wear sunglasses here again? I can’t see my cards too well without having to slide them off my eyes… ah well, I’m folding just so I can get rid of these. Winner gets my cool shades! Enjoy!

Mary Kil looks in mild confusion at the face-up cards on the table.
“Oh do you not know how to play? It’s pretty easy I can explain it” Franklin says
“No clue!” Mary says. “Playin’ cards don’t look anythin’ like these where I’m from! I can tell this one is heart, but we got swords, coins, staves an’ cups on ours.”

“Oh that sounds really neat! We have hearts, diamonds, spades which are the little shovel looking one, and clubs,” Franklin points at his sweater, “Which are my favorite. The cards with numbers are better when they get bigger, and then the Jack, Queen, and King in that order, and then the Ace. You want to use your two cards and the cards on the table to make the best hand of 5 cards that you can, there’s a card here that shows how good hands are.”

“So there’s no Cavaliers and there ain’t a trump deck,” Mary says, mostly to herself.

“Nope, but that sounds pretty neat. You’ll need to show me your cards sometime!” Franklin pipes up.

“Sure thing!” Mary says. “I get the dare part though.” She looks thoughtful for a moment “T’be honest, I could use a good brushin’. Hard to brush yourself when your arms are so short!”

Cat perks up and puts a hand into his pocket, pulling out a small metal bar, he presses a button and out pops his switchcomb.

Cat: You can use my switchcomb, I mostly use it on my thick hair, but it’s had success on Beast Kin in the past.

Mary taps her lip and smiles. “Doesn't really solve the arm issue.” Without actually looking at her cards, she slaps her hand down on the table. “Will and Cat, I dare ya to gimme a brushin’ if I win!”

Alma fiddles with the beaker of Mary’s party punch. “We get to dare people to do things if we win? Then I dare Mr. Franklin to hop on one foot if I win, I guess.”

The final River card can be suggested to determine the final hand.
No. 995078 ID: 0fae41

2 of diamonds.
Did Serah bring potions? She should bring those out for testing. I mean dares.
No. 995080 ID: b1b4f3

Eight of hearts.
No. 995087 ID: 5b7e10

The 6... of Cups!
No. 995089 ID: e7c7d3

The ace of clubs
No. 995090 ID: ce39da

King of Spades.

Question; is Cog also playing in the Queen’s stead? Ya know, to test for... contact poison. On the cards. Or something.
No. 995123 ID: 1a3aae

Reminder: though not guaranteed it will be picked, suggestors can also suggest dare ideas one character can order another to do, and think up ideas for topics of conversations one character can have with another or multiple characters for future banters. Have fun! :)
No. 995124 ID: 0b553a

Cat/Will are especially interested in dares involving Willamina’s Camera.
No. 995130 ID: 5ee86b

Hey Arthurius, being naked in public is a common dream and/or nightmare, right? That might be interesting to talk about. Or for anybody to make a dare out of.
No. 995163 ID: ca2950

Here is some means to keep track a little easier.

Pick a card, any card.
No. 995185 ID: fd4d13

Do not use the strawpoll alone to vote for a River card! The strawpoll and votes in the thread will not be added together for counting, please post a desired river card in the thread even if you are also adding it to the strawpoll!
No. 995189 ID: b1b4f3

>not be added together
Uh... clarification please?
No. 995196 ID: fd4d13


We are not going to count the strawpoll votes and add them to the votes in the thread because people could trivially vote in both. It's going to be one or the other and the thread is going to take priority.
No. 995202 ID: e2f5cc

So what exactly is the point of the strawpoll then?
No. 995244 ID: 8483cf
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Landi flits over to Willamina excitedly. “WHAT UP WILLIE! Good to see ya again girl!

“LANDIII, mah gurl!!!” Willamina replies. “How’ve ya been it’s been aaaaages since we last HUNG out. Looks like you brought a plus 1 this time, whose your FRIEND?”

“This is Serah! She’s my sugar mama. Say hi, Miss Moneybags! Nice shoes, by the way.”

Serah rolls her eyes. “Just because I can turn stuff into gold doesn’t mean I’m rich.”

Landi laughs. “I wasn’t talking about your coin pouches.”

“Oh, sweet savior, shut up!” Serah swings a shoe at Landi, who dodges and lets out a stream of giggling. “I’m this dim bulb’s adventurer.”

“We fight crime!”

Cat sighs. “Eh, not a big fan of the “Hero” types, no offence. Where I’m from they’re basically a government entity that use “Justice” as a thin excuse for destruction of property and bullying people.”

“Oh CAT, you poor poor sweet dingus you,” Willamina says. “Where they’re from it’s a lot more LAWLESS. Think of it like an RPG or fantasy story, it’s more like that.”

”Grumble grumble only a matter of time…”
No. 995257 ID: 1d109c
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“Anyone bring any drinks or snax?” Cat asks. “I’m kinda thirsty and spent my spare BUX on the slurpees.”

Franklin gestures towards the gaint bag of chips, chicken strips, and dips and sauces for each. "Oh yeah, I brought plenty! Help yourself! Mary also brought punch," he swirls his glowing titration flask, "So she can hook you up. It's pretty strong though, I'm not sure if anyone brought soda or anything like that."

“I did bring punch!” Mary Kil says cheerfully from the seat next to Franklin’s. “It’s my party punch! It’s made with some glowy stuff, some ethanol, some flavorins... All the good stuff!”

Alma looks at the glowing liquid in the flasks.

“The glowy stuff is safe, right?” she asks, swirling the punch around in the bottom of the container.

“Always trust glowy stuff,” Landi says.

“Nobody’s gotten sick or anything!” Mary says, smiling. “Well, I mean, other than gettin’ shithammered from drinkin’ too much.”

Alma nods and looks suspiciously at the liquid, but keeps drinking it anyway.

Cat eyes the munchies hungrily. “Ooooh, I’ll take some of that BLUE drink. And some of those… Snortilla chips? Heh, they have cute pig noses.”

“AWW YEAH,” Willamina says. “You best bet I want some of that PAWNCH too, slide me some gurl.”

Franklin looks at his card, then at the table, and then shrugs. “Well my hand’s not great, but I could get a pretty good one if a Queen turns up,” he takes a larger sip of the glowing blue liquid in his flask, “But I didn't come here to fold in my first hand, so uh… I dare Mary to play a game of Star Wars Episode I: Racer HD for the Nintendo Switch with me!”

“If a Queen turns up? How fortunate for you then!” a voice calls from the ceiling.

Kog blows a trumpet. Serah and Alma jump in their seats. “Her Royal Majesty Queen Chinzebeth the Seventh of Beta-Earatone!”

A regal woman descends from the ceiling with blue-blooded bombastity. “Hello, little people! I grace you citizens with my presence and-” Chinzebeth notices Mary and immediately zeroes in on her. “Goodness gracious! Aren’t you the cutest little muffin I’ve ever seen! You aren’t for sale by any chance? I’d pay any price you know . . .”

Mary nods her head graciously. “That’s very sweet of you to say! I’m not for sale though!” She pauses for a moment. “I did bring a gene point that you could trade in for a different person kinda like me if you happen to win it though?” She holds up a little plastic token with a smiling corgi face on it.

Chinzebeth: “Yes! I must have it! Even if I must play this ridiculous game to get it! Deal the cards!”

“Forgive me your majesty, but the cards have already been dealt.” Kog hands Chinzebeth her cards.

Chinzebeth takes the cards and huffs. “Already been dealt?! The game has started without me! How inconsiderate!”

"Oh, sorry about that; I thought Kog was playing," Franklin chimes in.

The queen’s anger deflates at the fox’s earnest apology. She sighs. “I suppose it is understandable. I rarely attend this sort of thing personally.” She looks at her cards with a stern expression and then looks at the cards on the table. “I fold.”

"Hopefully your next hand is better!" Franklin says apologetically.

Willamina grins. “Pshhh, y’all are COWARDS, folding just cause you don’t wanna do a dare. We’re NEVER Gonna fold, right Cat?”

“But what if the dare’s really embarrassing?...” Cat asks.

“NOPE.” But if you really don’t wanna do it too I’ll do it I GUESS, it’s all about fun here today. Speaking of fun, Uhhhh, Franklin. If I win I want you to get on all fours and BARK like a dog while I take a picture of you!”

"That's a bit weird, but sure," Franklin replies. "I'm not planning to lose though!"

“That’s right!” Willamina declares. “All my DARES will be picture related! Though if anyone wants a pic to take HOME let me know!”
No. 995266 ID: 10c07d

Queen of hearts
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A final card materializes on the table, glowing brightly before fading to reveal the picture on it. It’s the King of Spades!

Franklin, Mary, Cat and Wil, and Alma all reveal their cards!
Alma has the best hand with a Full House!

“Aww shucks,” Franklin sighs, “I had a good feeling about this one too.”

After politely waiting for most of the other players to get their snacks, Arthurius takes his turn to pick up some chicken strips and bbq dipping sauce. He then takes a quick glance at Mary Kil’s punch before swiftly looking in the direction away from the punch and towards Alma’s card without taking any of Mary’s drinks.

:sp_arthurius: :Way to go, Alma! A full house! That is lucky!

“Dang!” Mary says. “I’ll get my brushin, don’t you worry about that!” She shakes her flask of liquor at Cat and Will in what could be seen as a threatening manner if she wasn’t grinning so widely.

Willamina: AWW, guess I’ll have to settle for snapping a photo of Cat stripping, HEHEHE.

“I foresaw this outcome” Chinzebeth replies confidently.

Alma perks up.

“I won? Oh… Wow… I actually won.”
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“So, I guess that means I lose, huh?” Franklin stands and unfastens the button on his Jeans, “I guess I can take care of Alma’s dare at the same time, right?”

“Bold move!” Mary says, “Goin’ pants-off right off the bat.”

“I didn’t exactly dress for the competition,” she admits, “So I’m startin’ out no-pants, although you’ll all be able to see exactly what I’m not wearin’ in just a second” She laughs, undoing the top button of her labcoat.

“I got this new sweater, just for the party, so I don’t really wanna take it off right away. Sooooo…” He pulls his jeans down, exposing his boxer briefs beneath the hem of his sweater. As he pulls the jeans off his second foot, he begins hopping around in a circle on one foot.

:sp_arthurius: :Wow, you have excellent balance, Franklin!

“Thanks, I exercise a little so I’m pretty good at this sort of thing,” Franklin says as he passes, hopping around the table to hand his Jeans to Alma. "That was a really great hand, you're pretty good at this!"

Alma takes Franklin’s jeans and sets then aside and glances nervously at him, not sure where to direct her eyes.

“It just kind of worked out for me, I guess.”
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The short Corgi steppies onto the table, tail wagging, and slowly strips off her labcoat, revealing the lacy lingerie that seems to be all she’s wearing otherwise.

“Woooo!” Mary howls, finishing her drink in one long swig before twirling the coat around her head and tossing it over to Alma.

“Woooo!” Landi echoes. Serah laughs and gives Mary an approving smile.

Chinzebeth applauds Mary. “You’re simply adorable, Mary! And such gorgeous fur!”

“You’re too kind, Your Majesty!” Mary says, holding up invisible skirts in a faux curtsy.

Franklin whistles from the sidelines and holds his hands in the air as he continues to hop around the table, “Wow you really dressed up for the party!”

“You know it!” Mary shouts, shaking her ass in Franklin’s general direction.

Cat: P-p-p-pretty lady…

Cat flushes RED at the sight of Mary’s extravagant lingerie.

Mary leans way over and blows Cat a kiss.

Alma places Mary’s labcoat in her ever increasing horde of clothing. “I’m starting to realize what will happen when I start to lose,” she murmurs.

Arthurius’ eyes are all over the place. He isn’t sure if he is supposed to look at Mary's current state of dress, or if it would be more polite not to stare. He goes halfway, taking quick glances at his chicken strips, and Mary stripped.

Willamina: aww yeah GURL you’re rockin that lingerie!

“Thank ya! Thank ya! Thank ya!” Mary shouts, wiggling her hips and shoulders, wagging her tail and grinning. She takes a bow before she hops off the table and takes her seat, waiting to deal the next hand.
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“I don’t think I can compete with, well… that, Mary.” Serah smiles and holds out her shoe. She tries to avoid staring at Franklin as his hopping takes him past her chair. “Um, I didn’t expect things to go this quickly. And with such royalty playing… I feel underdressed. ”

Queen Chinzebeth turns up her nose. “You are underdressed indeed! If I were you, I’d fire that small glowing maid for her tardiness on dressing you, she’s barely done half the job!”

Serah tugs on her bodice nervously. “Oh, I couldn’t fire her. My… maid is quite attached to me. She’d be helpless on her own.”

Landi is too busy trying to drop-kick bits of Snortilla chips into her mouth to notice.

“I sympathize, my dear Lady Kensington,” Queen Chinzebeth says.”We all put up with a great deal of incompetence for that status of having a rare servant, and I must say your pet fairy has a sparkling radiance!”

Landi burps.

Arthurius coughs a little as some of the fairy dust that flew from Landi’s burp flies in his face.

“Lady Serah,” Chinzebeth raises an eyebrow. “Have you considered doing something with your hair? It’s so . . . common.”

“Um…” Serah scratches her neck. “I… I used to, but… my handmaid was the one who knew how to do it. I’m sorry it’s not to your liking.”

“Fear not!” Chinzebeth says warmly. “I meant no insult, and truly I sympathize with losing talented handmaidens. You have gorgeous golden hair, and it is simply a shame nothing is done with it.”
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Arthurius removes his shades and passes them over to Alma across the table.

:sp_arthurius_2: :”Congrats Alma, I bet you'll look cool in these sunglasses! And err… sorry for not removing a more daring article of clothing like the Mary or Franklin, but I really couldn't see well wearing these in this dark room.”

Alma: It’s fine, I think. Are there even rules for what you have to take off?

Cat: I get the feeling We should have worn more clothes between the two of us Will.

Chinzebeth: “Clothing in a strip poker game fair as soldiers in a battle, the soundest strategy is to have more than your opponents.”

Serah: I only took off my shoes, you’ve no need to apologize. You have beautiful eyes!
Arthurius blushes from Serah’s compliment.

:sp_arthurius_2: :Thanks everyone, though I still feel a little guilty about removing something small…
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Cat: Damn. I kinda wanted to see Will’s dare. Guess it’s my turn to strip.

Cat stands up, bends over, and unties his belt, causing his pants to flop down to the ground, revealing some boyshorts with donuts all over them.

Cat: Hey Alma, catch!

He tosses his pants at her
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Alma flails wildly at the textile projectile.

“Ah! What do I even do with these?”

Arthurius tries to be polite by keeping his eyes on Cat's face.

:sp_arthurius_2: :You and Franklin are really brave! I don't think I’d have the guts to remove a daring article of clothing early like you two.

Will: C’monnn you can’t be the ONLY boy with pants left after this now.

Willamina raises her camera and points it in Arthurius’s direction menacingly as she grins evilly. Arthurius squirms in his chair a little in response before he adjusts his hat lower to tighten it on his head a little bit, covering parts of his eyes away from the camera a little in the process.

:sp_arthurius_2: :M...my pants and even my undergarment... is not the daring articles of clothing I’m most worried about losing... *ahem*.
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Willamina pulls out a green bottle from under the table, on it is a label without a name but with the emblem of a floating fairy on it. She slides it over to Landi’s side of the table and gives Landi a wink with her one good eye.

Willamina: “I’ve got the goods right here by the way, don’t think I forgot.”

Landi flaps her wings and lets out a squeal of pure delight. She dances up to the bottle, caresses its neck and draws it close, embracing the label like a long-lost lover.

Landi: “Oh, yeah. You know how to give it to me just the way I like it.”

Willamina gives Landi some finger guns and then blows off the imaginary smoke from them.
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:sp_arthurius_2: :”Hey Alma, I know you've never played or heard of poker, or any kind of card games that had these style of cards before in your world, but I'm wondering if you have your own card games where you're from and if any of them are similar to poker?”

Alma examines the cards more closely.
“Now that I know how it works, we have some games similar. I don’t quite get the symbols, though. The highest card is the one with the S on it and the next one down is the one with the R? I think I have it now.”

Cat: So I heard you were a Scientist? I used to want to be a Tinker back in college, think of it like wanting to invent weird scientific tools like ray guns and hover boots. Make any cool inventions?

Serah: A scientist! How exciting! What’s your discipline?

Mary bounces up and down in her chair. “I didn’t expect nearly this many women of science at the strip poker game!”

:sp_arthurius_2: :”Heh, if my sister took this business trip instead of me, it would have been four women of science in a way.”

Alma: “I’m actually in more of an… administrative position.”

Chinzebeth: “Ah so you make the important decisions then? Let your lab coat underlings do all the number crunching.”

Willamina: Ooooh, like a department head? Got any cool PROJECTS in the works?

Alma: “Ah… Nothing I’m at liberty to disclose. Government secrets and all, uh… all that. Y-You know how it is.”
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“I indeed know how that is, I too have many secrets to keep” Chinze gives Alma an amused smile “and extraordinary . . . luck, is one of yours, I believe I owe you an article of clothing”
Chinzebeth hands her coat to Alma, “feel the micro fur, softer than your own I imagine. Wonderful quality, I have very expensive tastes you see, only the best for me and my friends . . . and for so much more than just furs”
She pauses for a moment and then adds “you could be a friend of mine” Chinzebeth lowers her voice to a whisper “a true friend would use her card shark talents to win me that Gene Point,” Chinzebeth begins shuffling the cards“ . . . and true friends receive the best gifts of all”
Chinzebeth then raises her voice back to normal speaking levels “Ah time to deal the next hand”
The queen hands cards out to people at the table seemingly at random, she smiles again at Alma as she hands two cards to her “here’s your cards, take a look and think about what I’ve said”.

Alma nods, looking at her cards, having a slightly better understanding of how the game is played. “I will definitely think about it, your uh… queenness.”

Chinzebeth then places a the flop: Jack of clubs, King of spades, King of diamonds, Jack of diamonds
“Oh! What an exciting development.” though her voice remains even “I’ll stay in this time, and I dare Mary-Kil to eat a treat off of her adorable little nose, no hands allowed!”

Mary takes a chicken tender and taps it against the side of her snoot.

“Your dare game is on point, Your Majesty,” she says, nodding, her serious expression slightly spoiled by the smile that keeps sneaking through at the corners of her mouth.

The final River card can be suggested to determine the final hand.
No. 996358 ID: 0fae41

Third jack's the charm.
No. 996360 ID: 5b7e10

A jack but make the art on the card someone at the table because that would be funny
No. 996362 ID: e7c7d3

Queen of diamonds. Get that royal flush going!
No. 996363 ID: 1d109c

Queen of diamonds obviously, she is dealing after all
No. 996367 ID: ce39da

10 of Diamonds.
No. 996396 ID: 138b64

A jack.
No. 996400 ID: 629f2e

Jack. Put a full house right on the table and make it come down to high card.
No. 996402 ID: b1b4f3

Queen of diamonds.

Jack will result in a 7-way tie unless someone can make something better than a full house with 5 cards. High card won't work since it's already a 5-card hand.
No. 996468 ID: 48e135

Queen of diamonds. Like >>996402 said, there's no point in making a hand of a full house.
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As Chinzebeth shuffles the cards, Franklin gets himself out some chicken strips and barbeque sauce to dip them in, and slides his empty Flask to his left. “Hey Mary, can I get a refill?”

“For sure!” she says, taking his flask and refilling with the little spray nozzle. “I brought plenty!” She grabbles a few chicken strips and some sauce when she hands the flask back to Franklin.

Serah eyes Mary’s concoction warily. She looks to Landi, who is halfway through getting the absinthe uncorked. She decides to pick what is (hopefully) the lesser of two evils. “I’d like some as well, please!”

“Of course!” Mary Kil says, filling up another flask. She leans unnecessarily across the table to hand it to Serah, who’s sitting right next to her, shoving her butt in Franklin’s face in the process.

Franklin reaches up and gives the fluffy rump a few quick pats; saying “Well hello to you, too!”

As Chinzebeth and Alma whisper to each other, Franklin squints over at them suspiciously,still distracted by Mary’s backside.. He takes a wary bite of his delicious chicken strip before checking his cards; then looking at the cards on the table.

“Alright, I got it. I got a pretty good hand, in fact if a king or a jack comes out I’ll have the best hand I’ve ever had. So ALMA!” he points suddenly at the shy dog, “If I win, you have to do Mary’s dance on the table for everyone!”

Alma jolts upright and goes wide-eyed.
"Wah! W-What? Sexy dance? In front of everyone?" She says, fidgeting with her hand, glancing at the cards on the table, then taking a big swig of Mary's party juice. "I g-guess I don't have a choice…"

“Yep, that’s my dare. So if I win, that’s the rules. Unless you want to just fold and take something off,” Franklin replies

Franklin smiles to himself as he unpauses Star Wars Episode I: Racer HD for Nintendo Switch as the betting continues around the table.

Arthurius leans forward towards Franklin's direction, curious about the sounds and colors emanating from the handheld system

:sp_arthurius_2: :”Whoa, you're a gamer too? What are you playing? I'm so interested in know what kinds of games dreamers from other universes play!”
Franklin brightens, his eyes somehow widening even further as he almost seems to start bouncing in his chair; “Oh, I’m playing the HD Rerelease of Star Wars Episode I: Racer for Nintendo Switch. Back in the day this used to be my favorite N64 game, I played it with my friends all the time.”

:sp_arthurius_2: :”So cool! our dream universe doesn’t have that console or game, but we do have our own gaming systems. My favorite game is “Tower Boundaries”, an rpg game in which 7 friends live in a giant tower the size of a country and each try to uncover a huge conspiracy from within that tower. When you’re dreaming next time, maybe you can use my business card to give me a call and I can let you play it sometime!”

“That sounds cool! It sounds like it takes a really long time though; do dreams even last that long?”

:sp_arthurius_2: :”Don’t worry, the perspective of time is different in a dream, and there’s such things as recurring dreams if your visit doesn’t last long. Just use that card to come back anytime you want when you want to continue from where you left off if you decide to come play!”

“You got it, buddy!” Franklin calls across the table, shooting Arthurius some quick Finger Guns before returning to his game.
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Mary giggles when her butt is pet, but returns to her seat. She grabs a chicken strip in a fist and dunks it into a sauce like she’s trying to stab somebody.

She slaps her little paw on her cards without looking at them.

“Franklin!” she says, “I dare you to drink your next drink out of the boiling flask!” she taps the round-bottomed flask with one hand and laughs menacingly.

“Haha, you’re on!” Franklin calls back to her, “I dont think I’m losing this one though!”

“Oh! Oh wow. Wow, this is strong.” Serah coughs. “Thank you, Mary.”

“That’d be the lab ethanol!” Mary says. “Gives it a kick!”

“Take it easy, Miss Moneybags! Maybe switch to something a little lighter after that?” Landi giggles. She pops the cork off the absinthe with a satisfying pop. “Aha! I have you now, my pretty!”

Cat: You remind me a bit of my Cousin on my moms side, she’s a Black Corgi, always a ball of energy!

“I was grown in a lab! I only sorta academically know what a cousin is. An’ a mom, to be totally honest!” Mary Kil laughs.

Cat: Woah what, a lab that can grow a Beast-kin?? That’s Crazy! Though uh, I’m guessing you’re like owned by that lab or something then? Or are you like free to do whatever?

Willamina: Wow Cat, RUDE. You don’t just ask a lady if she’s OWNED by a Corporation. Though on this train of thought, are you like BORN at your age now, as a baby? Do you have MEMORIES from before you were pumped out of a lab?

Cat: I feel like your questions were more invasive...

Mary puffs out her cheek. “I don’t mind the questions! We learn a bunch of stuff while we’re growin’ in the tube, and then we gotta do training and such after we’re decanted, so I guess it depends on what ‘born’ means to you!”

“I’m a super soldier!” she says, grinning widely. “Stronger ‘n faster ‘n tougher than a human by a fair piece! The folks that developed the technology call us ‘Constructed Organisms,’ or C.Orgs for short.” She taps her chin. “‘Course, actual corgi C.Orgs like me work in the gene lab and don’t do field work. Kinda odd, that.”
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“Landi!” Serah whispers. “Landiiiiiiii!”

Landi is fluttering around, delicately balancing the bottle of absinthe to aim it into a glass. “I’m a little busy here.”

Serah grumbles and reaches out over the table to just pour the absinthe into the glass, not noticing that the heart clip on her dress pops loose as she does. “There!”

“Noooo!” Landi groans. “It tastes so much better when there’s the risk of total catastrophe… oh well. What is it?”

“This blue stuff is really good. I want more.”

“No!” Landi admonishes. “Pace yourself! You can’t be the drunkest one here. That’s not your job.”

“Fine!” Serah huffs. “Hey, Arthurius! If I win, I dare you to drink too! A lot! So I can have more blue stuff!”

Arthurius glances at Mary’s punch again nervously.

:sp_arthurius_2: :“I… I...I really shouldn’t be drinking on my business trip even if this is a party… but… it is a dare isn’t it? And the punch does look tasty... er… okay, I’ll accept the dare if you win, Serah. Though I should warn everyone, I tend to be kind of a mean drunk verbally, so… please promise to take what I may say with a grain of salt if I get intoxicated later..."

Arthurius decides to change the subject to calm his nerves a little.

:sp_arthurius_2: :”I notice out of all the species, and universes out there, what are the odds that we have more than one human here today, or even four? So cool!”

“I guess we are kind of special, aren’t we?” Serah says proudly. “We humans are well-known for our tremendous flexibility!”

“Humans are destined to inherit the multiverse, it seems.” Chinzebeth raises a glass. Serah raises hers and smiles.

:sp_arthurius_2: :”Oddly enough, I came across a dreamer in our universe that has been working temporarily with us as a bounty hunter, and she is also human.”

Cat: I’m actually half Jackal myself. Human on my dad’s side. It’s super weird, sometimes you get full humans like me, full kin like my ma, or something in between. I’m no geneticist but I'm surprised by how adaptable humans can be.

:sp_arthurius_2: :”Hmm… Maybe because you are part jackal is why you have three fingers and a thumb instead of four fingers and a thumb like Lady Kensington and Queen Chinzebeth.”

Willamina: My family’s been pretty much humans for GENERATIONS. I remember people making weird conspiracy theories about it since it was so common to MINGLE with other races.

Arthurius is wondering in his head why Willamina doesn’t have 4 fingers and a thumb like Chinzebeth and Serah if her family tree is mainly humans. Cat is just staring at his and Serah’s hands now, visibly confused.
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Arthurius looks at the cards in his hands, and the cards on the table, eyes widening.

:sp_arthurius_2: :“Oh yeah!!! I think my cards are good enough for me to play this round! Just gimme a moment to decide on a dare…"

Alma turns over her cards and furrows her brow.

“I’m still not sure how the symbols work. Is it good to have the one with the K on it?”

Arthurius freezes up after hearing Alma mention her cards, but snaps out of it quickly.

Alma glimpses Arthurius flinching and huddles over her cards. "so it is good…

:sp_arthurius_2: I can't back out now, gotta show them I'm brave... I may have a huge chance if Mr. J with my favorite card symbol swims in the river... I dare Willamina and Cat to sing a duet together in the duration of everyone stripping. Could be an existing song you know, or improvise one! if that's alright of course..."

Will and Cat: But I’m tone deaf!!!?!

The two look at each other and laugh.

Cat: Oh god this is going to be terrible isn’t it?

Serah: But fun! Oh, and dance, too! Dance for your Lady and Queen!

Chinzebeth: Yes, dance for us foolish peasants!

Arthurius wonders to himself if this is still his dare anymore.

>Hey Arthurius, being naked in public is a common dream and/or nightmare, right? That might be interesting to talk about.

Arthurius is snickering to himself.

:sp_arthurius_2: :“Ah, sorry. I’m not laughing at the dare for Willamina and Cat, It’s just that this game is reminding me of a mission I went on. Anyone want to listen? It’s pretty funny.”

Willamina: I’m INTERESTED in what kinds of missions a dream bounty hunter goes on, please. CONTINUE.

:sp_arthurius_2: :“Okay, so I had this mission in a dream which took place in an office building, right? Some perverted nightmarecier, (they create nightmares), was dissolving all the clothes right off the dreamers. I’m sure some of you had that kind of nightmare before, right?”

Willamina: I USED to have those kinds of nightmares before I BECAME comfortable with my scars.

Serah: Nightmare? I had to live through it thanks to this dim bulb here.

Landi: Hey! I did the best I could on that dress! The fact that it started dissolving in the middle of town was NOT part of the plan!

:sp_arthurius_2: :“Well, it was mayhem, everyone naked, covering, hiding, screaming. I went after the criminal, but during a tough struggle… they got my clothing too, everything but my hat, gone! Humiliated, I realized I wasn’t going to be winning the fight with strength alone, and that’s when I got an idea that helped save the day. Want to guess what I did?”

Cat: You used your naked sex appeal to woo everyone into calming down and then an orgy happened? I feel like that’s how a dream like that goes right?

Arthurius’ right eyebrow raises over Cat’s comment

:sp_arthurius_2: :“Wha-? err... no... though I’m glad you think I have good sex appeal

Arthurius clears his throat a bit before continuing.

:sp_arthurius_2: : "What I actually thought of was something so illogical that even I didn’t think it would work: I pointed at the nightmarecier, announcing loudly to all the dreamers and other dreamciers ‘EW! EVERYONE, THAT GUY IS THE ONLY SICKO WEARING CLOTHES! DISGRACEFUL!!’ As soon as I announced that, slowly one by one, all the victims got up from where they were hiding, and started jeering, or laughing at the criminal. The humiliating taunts was enough for the nightmarecier to desperately try to strip his own clothing off to escape embarrassment, giving me the opportunity to capture him!”

Arthurius laughs loudly at the memory before calming down to continue.

:sp_arthurius_2: :”To add to the humor: now that dreamworld had to become a dream for dreamers to experience being nudists since nobody decided to care enough about having their clothing lost anymore after the mission. It even influenced new dreamers entering the dream to parade around naked! I was of course paid fully for my service, but the owner of that dreamworld had to ban me from ever coming back!”

Willamina: Haha, a NUDIST dream world sounds fun, our town has events for nudists monthly, though I HEAR there’s some people that hold weekly parties.

Cat: A nudist party sounds kind of fun, though given how some of our townsfolk are I’d be a bit worried about it breaking out into an orgy.

Willamina smacks Cat on the head lightly.

Willamina: NOT everyone’s Andrea levels of horny you Dingus!

Franklin pensively scratches his temple, “I dunno, after the last orgy I went to I kinda get Cat’s reservations.”

Serah: Nudism is for the bathroom!

Landi: And the middle of Minga?

Serah: I’m done talking to you forever.
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Will: I chose the last one, why DONT you give it a go CAT?

Cat: Oh goddess. Uhhhh. Still thinking about the 3 fingers thing.

Cat takes a very large drink of the party juice and burps.

Cat: Uhh, oh, I’ve got one. For the next round Chinzebeth has to speak in rhyme or haiku, every time she messes up she has to take a shot!

Chinzebeth: “Very well, this poetry dare is acceptable . . . though I don’t intend to lose!”

Cat smiles and munches on a handful of Snortilla chips.
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Mary opens her mouth to say something, closes it, raises a finger.

She opens her mouth again, continuing the previous conversation on racial differences, takes a big swig of her drink, and clears her throat.

“So, I uh, couldn’t help but overhear y’all, and I just gotta ask,” she says, looking at Will and Cat.

“You were sayin’ that animal people and humans interbreed and can make a cross between the two. So uh, how exactly did animal people come to be on your world?”
She takes another big drink before she continues.

“Are there, for instance, regular, non-people animals? That can also … you know … ?”

“‘Cause let me just say, normally, that ain’t how it works.”

Chinze nods in agreement “indeed, what a horrifying concept”
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“I’m kind of confused what you’re all talking about.” Franklin chimes in, “Everyone here basically just looks like a regular human person to me, it’s not like anyone here is an Asslantean or something.”

Alma adjusts her glasses and looks around the table.

“I can say pretty certainly there are some noticeable differences between the different people here, ranging from what I’d consider ‘normal’, I guess, to kind of unnerving.”

She clears her throat. “Not that I… er… Ahem… What’s an Asslantean anyway?”

“Oh, those are the folks that used to live in Asslantis.”

“Lots of humans have had a ton of gene mods to make their kids into animal people, or had procedures done on themselves and such,” Mary says, “They usually don’t exactly breed true though.”
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Cat: Well there’s actually historians that dug up some of that. Basically most humans and most animals gained sentience at the same time some thousands of years ago and formed bonds with one another. Some people had sex with their animal partners, and kin were born.

Willamina: BUT, it was a generally accepted rule that you only did that with ones INTELLIGENT enough to speak and consent even back then. OTHERWISE you were to treat them as regular animals. It’s also PRETTY easy to tell which ones are able to speak. If they’re nearly human sized, they can PROBABLY speak, if they’re super small, probably not.

Cat: Though some people and kin still did it with the less than sapient ones and the results were less than consistent, birth defects and the like were common and some of them even turn cannibalistic or into monsters.

Cat: I used to have an uncle that’s literally a huge jackal, he fought in wars with a sword in his mouth. And someone on his back.
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Alma turns to the other side of the table. “I dare Mr. Arturius to drink the party punch. Staying sober might give you an advantage.”

:sp_arthurius_2: :“You too, Alma? Well... Okay. The odds might be stacking against me, but I’m staying in. You can’t get me to fold that easily with the cards I have!"

Alma sighs and sips her drink. “Well, even if your hand is good, between Miss Serah and myself, we might have a chance of getting rid of the advantage of a clear head. But on the other hand… Maybe I shouldn’t be trying to get my opponents drunk enough to make crazier dares. Screw it! I’m going to win and if I go down, I won’t go down cringing like a coward! I’ll go down spitting with my last breath for all my ancestors and gods to see!”

Arthurius smiles hearing Alma's courageous speech and her 180-degree change in personality.

:sp_arthurius_2: :”Atta girl, I like your moxie. Now you're thinking like a bounty hunter… Bring it on!”

“‘Miss Serah’?” Queen Chinzebeth turns her nose up. “Lady Kensington, surely you cannot permit such rudeness to go unpunished.”

“Huh?” Serah blinks. “Oh! Uh… yeah, Alma!” She strikes a commanding pose. “In the name of my house, I’ll punish you!”
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SERAH has: Ace of Hearts, 4 of Hearts
ARTHURIUS has: Jack of hearts, 8 of Hearts
WILLAMINA AND CAT has: Jack of Spades, 9 of Diamonds
MARY KIL has: 5 of Hearts, 3 of Clubs
FRANKLIN has: 7 of Hearts, 4 of Clubs
ALMA has: 7 of Clubs, Queen of Spades
CHINZEBETH has: 7 of Diamonds, 4 of Diamonds

ARTHURIUS and WILLAMINA & CAT have hands of equal strength!

:sp_arthurius_2: :"Darn, a queen. Looks like I'm drinking since Alma won with her k-"
Arthurius notices Alma doesn't have a king.

:sp_arthurius_2: :"Wait, wha? Cat Willamina, and I won? But I thought she said…"
He then gives her a sly smile.

:sp_arthurius_2: :"Impressive, that was a very strong bluff, Alma. I must admit that you almost had me folding that round with your acting. You have my respect."
Alma points at the 7. “No. That’s a K. The king has an R on it. I’m not sure what it’s supposed to mean.”
“But aces are supposed to be the best...” Serah pouts and runs a finger over her gold belt buckle. “Oh, well. Congratulations to the winners.”

“You might not be stripping, but we still get a show! Get ready to get on the table and sing, Willie!” Landi whoops. “Now it’s a party!”
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“I suppose I must give something up now,” Chinzebeth sighs and remembers the dare, “And I must play the jester somehow.

“Arthurius gets my belt for winning the second hand
Better to be with him than in that dreadful pervert land.” She Rhymes as she hands her belt to Kog

Willamina looks a little offended and pouts, while Cat smirks and puts his hand under his chin.

Cat: This coming from the lady who wanted to buy Mary when she saw her.

“This little number ain’t for sale!” Mary says, laughing. She’s scooched down low in her chair, wiggling around and fiddling with something.

Arthurius receives Chinzebeth's belt from Kog Sillyman.

:sp_arthurius_2: :"Whoa, this looks pretty valuable, maybe like one of those championship belts in wrestling! I'll be sure to treat it delicately, your majesty, thank you… err… where is a good spot to place this without dirtying it?"
“I do love so many violent sports, with warriors beating each other out of sorts” Chinzebeth retorts

:sp_arthurius_2: :"Hmm… if you like fights, your majesty, maybe you can call my nightmare bounty hunting team in your dreams to help get rid of any nightmares invading your dream for you, and spectate my team fight. Kog Sillyman has my business card if you want to take it from him. Services are free, I get paid from the guild."[/small]
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“Well, shoot.” Franklin shrugs, taking a big gulp of party punch, “Didn’t make that full house after all. Guess that means I gotta say goodbye to my sweater. I was really hoping to keep it on a bit longer!”

He puts his Switch into sleep mode, clears out a spot and jumps up to sit on the edge of the table; pulling his sweater up over his head and revealing his Cool Tank Top underneath.

Mary, still fiddling around with something under the table, gives Franklin a wolf whistle. Serah, in the middle of sipping her drink, freezes up and stares far longer than she means to.

Willamina: DAMN, you don’t skip arm, or chest day. I’m with Mary on that one. *WHISTLE

Cat: I like your cheese tank top. It really shows off your buff bod.

Serah: Can we see it a little better? Uh, the tank top! It’s great!

"Haha yeah, thanks. I work out to stay in shape for my job," Franklin flexes a bit, and turns to let people get a better look at his Cool Tank top "but it does have some side benefits. Anyways I guess there was a tie, so I have to pick who gets my sweater? Then I guess I’ll give it to uh... “ Franklin glances back and forth between Arthurius and Wil and Cat, before tossing his Sweet Clubs Sweater over to Arthurius. “I hope you enjoy it man, show it off to lots of people in their dreams!”

:sp_arthurius_2: :"It feels comfy and warm. Thanks Franklin, it goes well with my top hat. I'll be sure to wear it in one of my days off, don't wanna ruin this sweater on my missions after all…"
"Oh sure, that makes sense!" Franklin replies, "I'm a bit sad to see it go, but at least there'll be some really sweet dares this round since there were two winners!"

Willamina: Oh goddess WE have to sing a song dont we... Uhhh, I only know whatever Wano CARTOONS Gena sends me and random TV shows, uhhh, music MUSIC music… WHY did I have to only listen to vocal-less shit.

Cat: Give is a second to come up with a song. Shit I guess we could always look something up on our COMMS. Uh, do y’all wanna hear a love song, some sort of Cartoon theme song. Maybe an old folk song?

:sp_arthurius_2: :"Any song you're most comfortable with will do really, as long as you put your heart into it. Though if you need help figuring out a song… maybe sing something that best describes your lives? Or maybe a love song?"
Arthurius looks at Willamina's camera.

:sp_arthurius_2: :"Do you want someone to borrow your camera and take pictures of you and Cat for you of that moment Willamina?"
Willamina slides the camera over.
Willamina: Please! If anyone wants to take a PICTURE of something, feel free! I brought it for fun after all. This one’s gonna go up on the FRIDGE!
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Mary Kil, still peeking over the edge of the table like a goblin, brings up one finger with something lacy and black stretched over it.
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She lets go with her other hand, sending her panties flying across the table and rebounding off Cat’s head.

“PCHOO!” she says, grinning.

The elastic is surprisingly stronger then cat was expecting as he is beaned in the head and falls off of the chair with a resounding PLOP. Willamina can’t hold back a chuckle before it turns into raucous laughter as she looks at Cat, dazed on the ground with panties on his face.

Willamina: *SNICKER* NICE shot! You beat me to FLINGING panties at someone.

Mary appears to be drinking directly from the party punch spigot under the table.

“Pchoo!” she says, shooting finger guns at Will and Cat.

"Wow, you're really going all out Mary!" Franklin laughs, "this is shaping up to be a great party!"

Meanwhile, Alma and Mary are having a philosophical discussion.

Alma: “You actually resemble some of the people from the Itan region of my planet. They’re usually a bit smaller and even have the same sort of curly tails. It’s weird that the same traits show up in different species on completely different worlds. Or is it not? I don’t know how aliens actually work.”

Mary looks thoughtful. “I dunno that much about that stuff, to be honest, but I’ve heard some of the Extraspace folk talk about how certain ideas permeate across multiple realities, even to the point that it can barely make sense if you think about it too hard. Without technology or fell sorcery or somethin,’ it’s usually impossible for physical matter or energy to punch through to different realities, but that wall can be permeable to concepts that sort of exist independently of a world’s physics.” She shrugs slightly. “Or that’s how the theory goes anyway. It’s also probably why our languages are all mutually intelligible. We’re all connected by a series of ideas that run through all our worlds.” She takes a sip of her drink. “That’s how I think it works?”
No. 997530 ID: f25cae

What if Cat does a power check on the people here, or uses his demon eye amulet to inspect things like Mary's boiling flask or Chinzebeth's throne?
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“Here goes the belt!” Serah smiles and hands the belt to Willamina. “The clip is real gold I made myself!” She pauses. “Wait.. there’s two winners. Does that mean I strip two items?” She looks down at her wide-open dress and undone heart clip. “Whoa... when did that happen?”

“That’s a pretty good question,” Franklin answers. “Maybe your little glowy friend pranked you?”

“I should’ve!” Landi says through her glass of absinthe. “I don’t think Serah needs my help showing off, though.”

“And what’s that supposed to mean?” Serah asks suspiciously. “Hmm. The other winner needs something too. Wait, I have an idea!” She pops the heart clip free from her dress and holds it out proudly. “Here you go, Arthurius!”

Arthurius takes the heart clip.

:sp_arthurius_2: :"I think Lilly or Mags might like this. Lilly especially. She likes dressing up."
ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED! - FOUR OF A KIND: Have one player own a collection of clothing containing at least one of each card symbol design.

“An’ speakin’ ‘a fell sorcery…” Mary looks over at Landi and cocks her head to the side. “I gotta ask. S’that bioluminescence, fancy body glitter, or is it some kind ‘a fell power? Cause if it’s body glitter, I want some!”

Landi puffs her wings out proudly. “I am a beautiful glowy ball of feminine mystique.”

“Oh, no you’re not.” Serah rolls her eyes (and sways a little in her chair). “Mary, I thought it might be bioluminescence at first too, but it turns out that if she runs out of fairy dust, she’s just a blue-skinned girl with wings. But her butt might glow if you spank it!”

“Hey!” Landi’s glow turns pinkish. “And I suppose if we strip all your clothes off you’re just a pale monkey with no tail or fur!”

“Jealous?” Serah asks, sporting a Cheshire grin.

Franklin places his chin in his hand, looking quizzically over at Serah, “Wait, so you guys,” he gestures around the table at Serah, Cat, Wil, and Chinzebeth, “don’t have any fur? Like you didn’t just shave, just skin all over except your head I guess?”

Alma adjusts her glasses. “They’re obviously aliens. They have flat faces and little wrinkly ears. They actually kind of look like some forms of Uros, but they’re an entirely mechanical species and you’re all meaty things, right?”

Cat: Technically if you go by the definition, every group at a chair are aliens to another person or kin’s world. And uh, I mean I shave my facial hair. But me and Will at least were born this way.

Willamina: BUT some of us have hairy bushes on our crotches! So I GUESS we’re not all skin.

“Neat!” Franklin says, taking another deep swig of his party punch. “Can I see it?”

Chinzebeth chokes on her drink and sputters at Franklin’s comment.

Willamina: Hmm? YEAH sure! But I’m gonna up my ante on your next DARE when I can think of it.

Willamina starts to get up, but Serah immediately rushes over and slams her back into the seat. “No!” Serah flushes. “We as a species are not going bushwhacking just because a cute guy asks!”

Willamina smiles wide. Eyeing the two.

Willamina: Heheheheh, I know what my NEXT dare is gonna be.

“A-as I was saying…” Serah sits down and clears her throat loudly. “I hypothesize fairy dust ionizes the air in its immediate surroundings, like how oxygen and nitrogen emit light via de-ex… um, deexcitation in the presence of a suitable energy flux. I still can’t figure out how some people learn to see through it, though.”

“Makes sense.” Mary nods. “So super fancy body glitter.” She turns to the fairy, running her little fingers through her own thick fur. “Hey Landi! Glitter me up and I’ll letcha floof my fluff as much as you wanna!”

“You want the dust? You can’t handle the dust!” Landi flutters her wings and shows off how awesomely well-lit and well-dusted she is. “Too bad, though. It is a tempting offer… that’s a lot of fluffable floof you’re hiding under the table!”

Chinzebeth puts her hand to her forehead. “Landi you are foolish to refuse such an offer, of Mary’s fur I can imagine nothing softer!”
No. 997579 ID: f7ef21

Will! You're supposed to wait until you lose clothes before letting people see usually-hidden parts of you!
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Alma finishes her flask of party punch, undoes her uniform and starts to remove it. “I was going to start with something smaller, but it’s just so hot here… I can hardly stand it.”

Arthurius responds nervously at Alma's underdressed state and naively.

:sp_arthurius_2: :"Err… um… we can... probably turn down the heat on the thermostat if you want?"

“I don’t think that has to be done.” Chinzebeth counters while admiring Alma’s coat “It encourages our furry friends to have a little more fun”

Arthurius blushes as he scratches the back of his neck.

“Yeah girl! You do it!” Mary yells, giving Alma a wolf whistle. Landi joins in with her own higher-pitched wolf whistle so well-timed it harmonizes. Franklin cheers and whoops as well, nearly tipping his chair over backwards before he grabs the edge of the table to steady himself.

“This isn’t a free show, just for you! You best cover your eyes or start stripping too!”

“You talking to me, Queenie?” Landi giggles. “Wouldn’t be the first time I’ve had some fun at this table. If I do, is your boy toy Kog gonna join me?”

“Oh hmm,” Chinzebeth considers Kog as if she’d hadn’t remembered him existing until just now. “Hmm, yes, that seems appropriate. Perhaps he should continue this stripping nonsense instead of I.” Chinzebeth then realises she forgot to rhyme and finishes her drink.

“Whattaya say, Kog?” Franklin chimes in, “You gonna take your clothes off alongside her majesty? That’s not an everyday opportunity!”

“I, uh, think she said instead?” Kog responds “but that sounds like it’s against the rules probably”

“Everyone’s stripping faster than I expected...” Serah glances to Alma, down to her own drink, then straightens her shoulders and finishes it with a determined gulp. She gets up from the table and sets out for the drink bar. “I’m ready for some chardonnay!”

Alma steadies herself and passes her uniform over to Cat and Will. “I guess you can have this. I’m pretty sure I’ll get in trouble for losing it.”

Willamina grabs the uniform and looks it over.

Willamina: I think this would look GREAT on Mint! She likes jumpsuit uniform thingies like this!

Cat’s still lying on the floor, KO’d. Cat just mumbles on the floor.
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Alma: This isn’t helping as much as I’d thought. I’m still so hot…

Landi: Girl you look BEAT. Wait… I have an idea! Don’t move one bit.

Landi flits over, lands on the tuft of fur on Alma’s chest, and nestles herself securely.

Alma: “What are you...”

Holding on to Alma’s fluff, Landi flaps her wings hard enough to blow a jet of cool air up into Alma’s face. Just enough to fan her but not blast her with dust.

“Me next!” Mary says, waving her stumpy little arm.

Chinzebeth pouts “Landi that’s improper and also unfair, you aren’t even a player and not won any dare!”

:sp_arthurius_2: :Hey, that’s kinda cute…

Arthurius then whispers to himself,

:sp_arthurius_2: :Maybe I should ask to get cooled off later too.
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Arthurius takes one last glance at Mary’s party punch. After a moment of contemplation, Arthurius finally speaks up.

:sp_arthurius_2: :"hmmmmmm… I’m probably going to really regret this but… after Alma’s great display of courage when the odds were against her during that last round, I feel it is only fair for her that I take her and Serah’s dare even though I don’t have to… Mary, could you pass me a drink, please?"

Mary giggles like an imp and quickly fills a flask for Arthurius. “Here y’ go, honey,” she says, passing the somewhat sinister beverage to him.

Arthurius closely examines the drink, weighing his options.

Landi flits beside his ear. “Hi! I’m your shoulder angel. Do it! Dooooo it! Do it!”

Willamina: Cmonnnnnnnn, don’t be a WIMP, drink like the rest of us.

Arthurius gives a quick sigh to prepare for the inevitable

:sp_arthurius_2: :"As I said, I tend to be… rude when I am intoxicated. Be advised that the things drunk Arthurius says may not reflect the views of sober Arthurius…"

Arthurius cautiously takes a small sip, before allowing much more of the liquid than he initially intended to drink enter his mouth

:sp_arthurius_2: :"WHOA! Mary! This is really GOOD! It is sweet, balanced perfectly with a bit of sourness, hot, has a really strong kick to it, and *HIC!*"

Arthurius slowly puts his drink back down on the table, remembering to pace himself.

:sp_arthurius_2: :"Err… *ahem* thanks for the punch, Mary… It’s one of the best I’ve ever drank."

Mary clicks her tongue and shoots him some finger guns.

“I like your hat!” she says.

Arthurius smiles at the compliment

:sp_arthurius_2: :"Thank you, Mary. Actually, my mentor Henry gave it to me to replace my other hat when I told him I was coming here… along with the vest for my business suit, the sunglasses, and our pet tapir’s bowtie. He then said with a laugh ‘here, take these! I reckon’ you’ll need em, partner’! I didn’t understand what he meant by that until now."

He takes a quick gulp of his punch upon the realization.

Mary nods along excitedly. “It sounds like you got some great friends! It’s always better when people can get along and work together! An’ it looks like Henry was havin’ a little fun with you too, but that’s all part of bein’ friends!”

:sp_arthurius_2: :"Heh, yeah… they’re good people. Though Lilly tends to go a little overboard with her so-called ‘fun’...‘"

Cat takes this moment to finally get up off of the floor, he looks dazed and finally removes the panties from his head.

Cat: What? Oh, we won the round! We won the round!

Willamina: We still have to sing though, here I picked a song from this Wano CARTOON. It’s about this beast-kin girl who's FIGHTING to stop these sentient articles of CLOTHING from ruling the world so she wants everyone to be a nudist.

Cat: I think I read the mango for that one.
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Willamina: Whelp. Here we go I GUESS.
Cat: So do we like get mikes or some-

Suddenly the light goes out for a moment, plunging the room into total darkness. Landi shrieks.


The lights turn back on and Willamina and Cat are standing on top of the table. In their hands are microphones, a spotlight is also shining on them from somewhere, and on the ceiling at chest height to them are several monitors surrounding them, it’s like a karaoke screen..

Cat: Do we just? Does anyone else think that was weird?!?

“This place is psycho,” Landi grumbles, nursing her drink. Serah giggles.

Arthurius shrugs at Landi and Cat’s comment..

:sp_arthurius_2: :"Eh, not really, seems like the perfectly normal illogical kind of stuff that happens in our dream worlds to me."

Arthurius then grabs the camera and moves to a spot where he is facing the performers.

Willamina: I’ve learned not to QUESTION these kinds of FUCKING things at poker night.
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The song is being sung in The language of WANO, (Japanese), but the participants and audience can totally understand what the lyrics mean. It’s a tweaked version of https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8dKFxu-_oIE

I’ll strip off the ready-made today
that someone else set up without asking
I’ll go run barepawwed

Even if I’m wrong and take a tumble
The pain of falling on my snoot
will become a part of my tail

The promise gripped in my upthrusted paw
will turn into power
and reach you someday, so until then
I don’t have the time to waste on crying

The passionate feelings Awakened in me
will start shining in the night sky
I realized I understand why I was born
So I’ll make every bit of our wishes come true by my paws

I’m done with the yesterday
Just fighting against my anxiety
took every last ounce of me

Now I’m wondering
if I really did need to
spend time pausing on my way

Over there in the Light
that I reached after slashing apart the darkness
You’d been waiting right there for me all this time
in a lovely, brilliant dungeon

I go beyond the dungeon fairies, up higher and higher
Past where the shout of my heart touches
So that I can give back more than what I’ve taken
Hey, I’ll make every bit of my future come true by my hands

On nights when I hugged my knees, on mornings that I met through tears
This blue planet always seemed blindingly bright…

The promise gripped in my upthrusted paw
will turn into power
and reach you someday, so until then
I don’t have the time to waste on crying

The passionate feelings Awakened in me
will start shining in the night sky
I realized I understand why I was born
So I’ll make every bit of our wishes come true by my paws
Yes, I’ll make every bit of our future come true by my paws

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The duo finished, panting and exhausted from the exertion. And they look at each other and smile weakly.

Mary finally lets out the howl she’d been holding in the whole time, not wanting to interrupt the song and all.

“That was very spirited!” Serah claps. “Do you speak the language, or did you memorize the song?”

:sp_arthurius_2: :"I took a few good pictures for you two. And might I say, you two are really in sync with each other."
He hands the photos and camera over to Willamina.

Cat & Will: Uhh, thanks, haha.

Cat: I don’t speak it too well. Like I learned conversational Wano in grade school, but it’s been a LONG time. I can like kind of understand what’s being said most of the time..

Will: I actually took a class on Wano back in HIGH SCHOOL, twas where I met Gena. I’ve actually been there once or twice. It’s a cool place.

Cat: I wanna go one day before the apocalypse. Never been out of Midland.

:sp_arthurius_2: :"A-apocalypse??? Shit! Is there anything any of us can do to help?! I mean, I know you guys can just take refuge in another dimension in the worst case scenario seeing as you traveled here from your world with… Slushees? But saving your home is important!"

Will: We’re not giving up that easily. At the very least we have a few years to try and do something about it.

I saw your suggestion, I’ll have Cat investigate people’s items and powers in the next post! See you next Monday!
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Alma begins to deal out the new hand and lay the cards on the table.
“Um… Miss Doctor Mary, I’m out of blue stuff, could I please have some more?”

“Sure thing, honey,” Mary says, kicking the pressure vessel under the table with an ominous clang. “If we manage to empty this thing out, I’m bettin’ at least one of us ain’t wakin’ up!” She laughs, refilling Alma’s flask.
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Alma begins to deal out the new hand and lay the cards on the table.
“Um… Miss Doctor Mary, I’m out of blue stuff, could I please have some more?”

“Sure thing, honey,” Mary says, kicking the pressure vessel under the table with an ominous clang. “If we manage to empty this thing out, I’m bettin’ at least one of us ain’t wakin’ up!” She laughs, refilling Alma’s flask.

“Also, ah,” Mary continues, “I’m not a medical doctor, jus’ to be clear.”

“Or the other kind ‘a doctor, technically!” she laughs again, taking a swig of party punch straight from the nozzle before she passes Alma her newly-filled flask back.

Chinzebeth looks worried. “I’ll be switching to a safer drink, I’d favor some chardonnay I think.”

After taking a sip of his punch, Arthurius looks at the blue liquid in his flask closely and mutters quietly to himself.

:sp_arthurius_2: :hmmm… if I win, I wonder what would happen if I dared Serah to order Landi to mix her absinthe into everyone's drink… including mine..."”

Mary Kil turns slowly to look at the queen. “Queen Chinzebeth!” she shouts, not looking at her cards, “If I win, I dare you to rub my belly!”

Chinzebeth gasps “Oh my! I accept this wonderful dare, but I’ll rub Alma’s belly instead if I win with my pair!”

Cat: Your go!

Cat hops off the table taking a seat again whilst Willamina dramatically strikes a pose and points at Serah.

Willamina: SERAH! If we win this round, I dare you… to… Give HUNKY ol’ Franklin over there. The BIGGEST. SLOPPIEST, WETTEST, SMOOCH you can muster.

“S-s-SMOOCH?” Serah sputters.

Franklin's ears twitch, "wait what, I, uh… I guess thats fine" he trails off as he buries his face in his switch, staring intently at the screen.

Serah stifles something sounding suspiciously squealy.

Alma sighs and her ears droop. "I fold."

“If she’s foldin, then dare me! I wanna belly rub!” Mary Kil says, giggling.
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Chinze claps her hands together in delight at Mary’s proposal. “Such an excellent offer, how could I refuse! But my hand is so strong I don’t think I’ll lose!”

While looking at her hand, Chinzebeth absentmindedly strokes a nearby fluffy tail

Franklin chirrups involuntarily and jerks upright, lowering his switch from his face and glancing over at Chinzebeth pensively.

The queen is confused for a moment until she realizes what she’s done, Chinzebeth releases Franklins tail and averts her gaze, focusing back to her cards.

Serah’s eyes narrow.

"Oh uh, sorry, you weren't bothering me your highness you just kind of caught me off guard," Franklin states, smirking toward the absent-minded monarch.

Serah glowers over her wine glass at Chinzebeth.

Chinze shifts uncomfortably. “I’m certain I have no idea what you’re talking about Mr.Franklin!” She goes to take a drink, only to find her glass empty. “Lady Kensington, it is getting a little dry in here, could you pour me a glass of Chardonnay?”

“Why, certainly!” Serah says. She gets up and pours the queen a glass. “Anything to help Her Majesty avoid drying into a prune.”

Cat squints his eyes and looks towards Chinzebeth.

Cat: Take a shot!

“I was getting a drink just for that you impatient little boy” Chinzebeth takes a drink “Now that I’ve had it there’s no need to annoy.”
No. 998326 ID: ce39da

3 of Clubs.
No. 998333 ID: 629f2e


Agreed, leaves potential for a flush or straight. 3 of clubs.
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Serah scoffs and turns her attention away from Chinzebeth, focusing on Franklin with sudden intensity. “Can I see that thing you’re holding with all the flashing lights and sounds?”

“Sure, I brought it hoping to play with other people. Do you want to try a game? I can teach you how to play.”

Serah is crouching beside Franklin’s seat before she can finish her “yes please!” Landi and Willamina observe her absurdly unsubtle attempts to shove her cleavage where it can do the most good.

Willamina: She ALWAYS like this?

Landi: Only when she’s SLOSHED!

Willamina: Yo Franklin you should MOTORBOAT those tiddies!

“No it’s about podracers, they’re like hovercrafts not motorboats.” Franklin pauses for a second, adding “Oh yeah I guess it’s my turn to do a dare, right? Well then ... “ Franklin considers his options, Watto’s rendition of the Cantina theme ringing out from his switch speakers as he thinks. Then, just as Watto finishes, he snaps his fingers and grins.

“Alright well, I think it’s safe to say that turnabout is fair play so…” Franklin dramatically points toward Chinzebeth as she tips her Chardonnay Glass “Chinzebeth! When I win this round, I get to stroke your tail until the next round ends!”

Serah’s jaw drops. She looks from Franklin, to Chinzebeth, then back again, confused and wondering if her wiles have completely failed her.

“Mr. Franklin, I don’t know what you mean,” Chinzebeth states. “Humans do not have tails... or haven’t you seen?”

:sp_arthurius_2: :Wait, do humans have tails? I don’t think I’ve seen Lilly ever having a tail... maybe she hides it in her pants? maybe I should text her…
Arthurius then pulls out his phone and texts Lilly.
:sp_arthurius_2: :Hey, do humans have tails?
:ec_lilly: :Yes… yes we do. But it is retractable. To pull it out, you need to massage that spot, or sometimes a good slap could bring it out easily. If you come across any humans during your business trip, be sure to try that. Us humans love that!
He puts his phone away, unaware of his friend’s lies
:sp_arthurius_2: :My human friend says humans have tails on the contrary, just retractable with certain ways of getting it out…
Franklin pauses for a second, considering Arthurius’ words as he takes another deep swig of Party Punch. He then reaches around Serah and lets his hand creep down, feeling around the small of her back to see if he can find her tail.

Serah lets out a shrill squeal and jolts upright, which doesn’t help Franklin’s search for her tail one bit. She stares at him with a beet-red expression of shock. “Hey! What was that!?” Serah makes an effort to compose herself and slaps Franklin’s arm. “Is it common courtesy for people to just… try and feel each other’s tails where you’re from?!”

“Oh, sorry I just thought it was okay, since everyone’s talking about belly rubs and stuff” Franklin replies.

Cat and Willamina are both chuckling to themselves off in their corner, taking big swigs of their party punch.

Mary lays her head on the table, still drinking straight from the tap, seemingly just catching on to the conversation. “Humans have a tailbone that curls under their pelvis and forms a sorta vestigial structure. ’S not a real tail though, and it definitely don’t come out unless ya chop ‘em open and bust up their spine.” She makes a hatchet-swinging motion with her hand. “It’s like, how there’s a bone between their butt cheeks up at th’ top if ya mash there y’ can feel it. ‘S the analogous structure to a dock in animals with bony tails, or a tailfan in birds,” she slurs. “Os coccygis. The bottom of their vertebral column past the sacrum.” She waves her hands around in what could possibly be some attempt at a visual aid. “So to touch a human’s tail jus’ keep your hand up toward th’ top of their buttcrack, between the cheeks,” she says.

Alma gasps. "I don't think that's touching a tail at all. I think that's something else completely."

Franklin shrugs, “Well Mary’s a super genetic science person so I guess that’s good enough for me!” He smiles at his great dare idea, and goes back to showing Serah the ins and outs of Star Wars Episode I Racer: HD for Nintendo Switch. Serah accepts his tutelage with only the slightest bit of wariness of having her tail touched again.

Alma wrinkles her nose. “She just said it’s not really a tail. You’re just kind of rubbing on their spine, but on their butt.”

Cat: So uh are you going to be playing with that tablet while we play Poker? Kind of impressive you can focus on what looks to be some kind of game and poker at the same time though.

Franklin looks up from his Switch, “Well, there’s a lot of time in Poker where I’m just sort of waiting to see what happens anyway. I’m sorry if I’m being rude, I just really like video games. I have a switch lite in my backpack if other people want to play too.”

Willamina: Seems kinda ODD to come to a poker night with people you haven't met and you know, NOT oggle everyone else at the table in a very OBVIOUS manner.

“Oh well I mean; sure everyone’s really good looking, but I’m kind of desensitized to …”

Serah, sensing her chance for payback, makes her best attempt to be ogled.

Franklin catches himself looking over at her chest as his train of thought starts to trail off, “err … mostly desensi… you know maybe you have a point.”

“I dare say Lady Kensington’s actions are rather improper,” Chinzebeth addresses the table despite Serah being right there. “Before she makes a scene, perhaps someone should stop her.”
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:sp_arthurius_2: :"So you're an artificial lifeform? Interestingly enough, my big sister Magnolia has an artificial lifeform that she made herself that's been living with us!"
Mary scrunches up her face. “I dunno what you mean by ‘artificial.’” She sips her drink. “I got all the same biological processes and bits and bobs as any other livin’ thing. A fertility treatment is basically ‘artificial’ too, or in vitro gene manipulation, but we don’t go around callin’ those folks ‘artificial.’” She smiles. “I am a constructed organism. T’ me, the difference is that one’s a method of creation and the other’s an end result, in my opinion anyway.”

Arthurius nods in understanding

:sp_arthurius_2: :"Thanks Mary, I think constructed organism was the word I was actually looking for. The organism we have back at our base is a pet tapir we call Sniffles. My sis Magnolia constructed that dream organism by using the blood of Morpheus within her and mixing it with an illusionary seed. She spends lots of time with the little critter and it helps us in missions by eating nightmares. "
Mary looks thoughtful. “Hmm. I dunno. An ‘Illusionary seed’ doesn’t sound like somethin’ that makes an actual for-real biological organism! Can fell sorceries dispel him? Does he have DNA or an analogue? I’m not sure exactly what a ‘dream organism’ is, but it sounds kinda like a supernatural creature to me!” She waves her hands in a placating manner, “Not to say that doesn’t make him a person or anything! We got AI and stuff where I’m from, so artificial lifeforms ain’t exactly unheard of! It just sounds more like he’s got some kind of supernatural force holdin’ him together.”

:sp_arthurius_2: :"I wouldn’t say Sniffles is supernatural, I’d say more imaginary. My species can’t create dreams through imaginations instantly with our mind and subconscious like you dreamers can, we need to take some extra steps to summon what we imagine through the seeds. The payoff however is that the dreams we create through our imaginations with the seeds are a lot more stable and better visualized than what a dreamer imagines with their mind. "

“So, I’m curious then,” Mary says. “What’s the relation between the stuff you make and the wakin’ world? To me dreams ‘r more or less nothin’ more than mental ephemera with no real substance or existence outside of a sleepin’ brain. What you do sound more like some kind ‘a magic?”
:sp_arthurius_2: :"I dunno, maybe there is some magic involved since we use the blood of the dream god Morpheus in our veins, but I still consider what we do more imaginary than magic. But as far as the relation between dream and reality with what we create goes, I think the best way to put it is that us injecting our blood containing what we want to create through our mind into an illusionary seed to create dream organisms and objects is similar to how most dreamers reproduce by using a sperm cell, and an egg cell… for lack of a better term. "

Mary scrunches her nose up, considering the information and has some chicken strips to sober up a little.
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Cat stares at Landi for a moment before covering his eyes. He shakes his head and then focuses on using the Demon Eye Amulet instead.

Landi’s ears perk up and she whips around to look straight at Cat. She squints, then gasps and starts waving excitedly. Cat blushes, a little embarrassed.

Cat: Uh I was curious if you were just a ball with wings, or person shaped inside there, sorry for staring.

Landi flits in front of Cat and strikes a pose.

Landi: Hi! Did you just figure it out like Will did? Only smart, sexy special people can see me through my glowy awesomeness.

Cat: I thought I saw something earlier when you were messing with the Absinthe bottle, but I wasn’t sure.

Landi: That’d be the fires of love!

Cat: …Uh-huh. So uh, I’ve only ever heard of fairies being paired to dungeons, not people. Are you some kind of rogue dungeon fairy that bonded to the person that conquered it?

Landi: THAT SOUNDS AWESOME. Yes, that’s me!

Serah: I thought you couldn’t lie?

Landi: I’m roguish. I explore dungeons. I am a fairy. Rogue. Dungeon. Fairy.

Cat: Wait, so you don’t actually run your own dungeon? Where I come from, that’s what all fairies do.

Landi: Wait, like in that song you sang? Every single fairy gets a dungeon all to themselves? *Squee*

Serah: Cat, please stop putting these ideas in her head.

Landi: I want one.

Serah, meanwhile, smiles and crosses her arms smugly. “I do say, I am feeling quite good about my chances this round. Oh, Arthurius?

Arthurius turns his head towards Serah with a sincere smile
:sp_arthurius_2: :"Yes Serah? Do you have a question about my bounty hunting services?"

“I have some services you can perform...” Serah straightens up and looks down her nose at him. “When I win, you’re going to put on a big moppy tail extension and walk on all fours the rest of the night!”

“Ooooh,” Landi says to Willamina. “She’s really getting into this. I like Sloshy Serah!”

Arthurius’ eyes widen in shock.

:sp_arthurius_2: :"Wha-WHAT!? But, I already have a tail! Is this dare because of……

… one moment…"

Arthurius grabs his phone out and starts texting again

:sp_arthurius_2: :"LILLY!!!!!!"
:ec_lilly: :”Arthurius.”
:sp_arthurius_2: :"We are going to have a long talk about your lying when I get back! "
:ec_lilly: :But I didn’t lie when I said humans love that, because I’m loving how you’re reacting right now.

Arthurius puts his phone away grumbling as he sips his punch to calm his nerves. Because of the party punch, and his frustrations with Lilly, he forgets to keep a level head.

:sp_arthurius_2: :"Alright, fine Lady Kensington. I accept the challenge. But when I win, you will have to order your friend Landi to strip alongside you for the rest of the game equal to the amount of clothing you have... including the shining ball of light around her. It is kind of unfair that she gets to spectate us fully clothed after all, especially since she is supporting you."

“Is that it?” Serah shrugs. “Sure.”

“Wait, what? WHAT?” Landi protests. “Serah! That’s indecent!”

“Well, he’s right. You aren’t going to let me strip down all by myself, are you?”

“But… but… my dust!” Landi huffs. “I take back what I said. Sloshy Serah can go jump in a lake.”

Arthurius wonders to himself if Landi's panic means Serah's hand isn't as good as she is letting on. He decides not to fold.
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Cat looks at Chinzebeth with a curious expression, tilting his head to the side and suddenly his expression changes and brightens.

Cat: WOAH, you’re packing some serious heat in those cybernetics, how did you even get someone to compress all that tech into you so organically?

Chinzebeth: “OH my! What a faux pas you’ve made! Little boy, did you know it’s very rude to ask about a woman’s upgrade? I’ll forgive your naivete in this case, as I am pleased you can see that I’m more than a pretty face! “

Cat: Admittedly it’s not common where I’m from, are these sorts of modifications just in vogue where you’re from? I think I’ve only heard of augments like those in theory. I’m sure some Tinker out there could make a set, but getting the nerve to machine interface working is a whole other deal entirely.

Willamina: NERD.

Chinzebeth: “Indeed, I know you are excited. Perhaps you missed it you nosey little boy, so let me once again recite it! You are being improper, and must relent. My cybernetics are very personal, their story is not for children; are you even old enough to attend this event?”

Cat: I’m 25… Damn my baby face and slightly feminine good looks

Alma: “Is that a lot or not? Years are different lengths on different planets and it definitely gets confusing.”

Cat: uh, a day is usually 24 hours a full rotation of our two moons, with 400 days in a year 13 months of 30/31 days except FAUNUS which has 35 days, so uh it’s a lot of time I think. I mean most people or kin usually live to like 60/80 depending on the country.
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All the talk on cybernetics got Arthurius inspired to look for ideas. He turns his head towards Queen Chinzebeth’s direction.

:sp_arthurius_2: :"Queen Chinzebeth, your majesty, may I request asking your royal servant, Kog Sillyman a question on your behalf since you … err… got stuck into being dared to rhyme?"

“I give you leave to talk to this man” Chinzebeth responds“he doesn’t know much so get one info you can”

:sp_arthurius_2: :"Thank you, Queen Chinzebeth. Mr. Sillyman, I’m interested about that gadget you have on your right eye, it looks so cool!”

Arthurius says this as he points to his own right eye

:sp_arthurius_2: : If it is alright, may you please tell me what it is and what it does? Asking because I'm looking for new ideas for gadgets that my sis can create."

Kog responds “It’s a commercial scanner unit, keeps track of products and shoplifters”

:sp_arthurius_2: : “Hmm… I’m not sure if a commercial scanner would be helpful for bounty hunting… although it would be helpful if we had a scanner that could scan nightmare creations and told us what they do and who made them… or maybe scan criminal Nightmareciers to tell us what nightmares they made previously..."

“Uh . . . it kinda just bleeps and lights up products removed from shelves” Kog says while rubbing his neck “I guess it could track people too sort of...”

Arthurius nods in understanding, but then closes his eyes in contemplation.

:sp_arthurius_2: : “Indeed… though I have to wonder, you’re not working at a shop right now, and yet you’re still wearing it. Hmmm… Now why would that be…?

Arthurius then squints one of his eyes at Kog, seemingly suspiciously, trying to figure out why he would be wearing a commercial scanner off work while being too preoccupied serving Queen Chinzebeth at a poker game.

Kog thinks for a moment: “Uh... her majesty says I gotta wear an eyepatch or blindfold if things start going bad, So I brought it along so I could avoid bumping into stuff”

Arthurius scratches his chin deep in though, but then smiles and nods his head, satisfied with Kog’s answer.

:sp_arthurius_2: : “Aha! I get what you’re saying! Perfectly understandable that you would want to avert your eyes away from your queen out of respect if she starts to lose too much clothing. Your majesty, I must say you have a very respectful servant helping you."
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After hearing about Kog’s scanner, Willamina gets an idea and tugs at Cat’s arm to get his attention.

Willamina: C’mon, be snoopy, DOO IIITTTT. Ya know ya want to. Hehehehe.

Cat: Ughhh you’re right I can’t resist temptation.

Cat looks around the room and investigates the individuals surrounding him. He takes another deep swig of the party juice.

The following will be from Cat’s POV:

You look to your surrounding poker-mates and use both your POWER and AMULET to investigate them for abilities.

Alma, Chinzebeth, Kog, Arthurius, Mary, and Franklin DO NOT seem to have powers. Chinzebeth and Kog however appear to have some cybernetics. On Kog you see the following:

Scanner Unit - Created by metahumans from a different dimension, some sort of electronic device.

And on Chinzebeth you see the following:

Cybernetic Eye - Created by metahumans from a different dimension, connected to some sort of brain implant.

You assume that because it’s not made with a Mana battery or some of your universe’s equivalent that the System or whatever controls the eye can’t get enough information about it. Though when you scan Arthurius’s net you do get something interesting.

Dreamcatcher Net - A dreamcatcher butterfly net created by dreamcier Magnolia Radiant. When the target is too TIRED or EXHAUSTED enough to fight back, it can capture nightmares and nightmareciers in a small ball of light and trap it on its web. Target can be released by plucking the ball from the web. (DA: Can be tinkered with)

You’re not sure why the amulet sometimes pipes in with it’s own thoughts, but this sounds like a useful thing to have. At the very least, Mint could tinker with this and you’d have a non-lethal way to capture foes.
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Your eyes flit to the last two members of the table, first you check the fairy, Landi? Yeah, that sounds right, Willamina mentioned her name before. And wait, wasn’t she on Willamina’s sports bra or something? You assume she’s some form of magic, and it’s apparent when you get a result.

Dragon’s Might [1] - Increases wing size, carrying capacity and flight speed. Extreme emotional outbursts or physical exertion will cause fairy dust to ignite, dramatically increasing spell potency and flight speed while dust is rapidly consumed.


Serah also seems to have a power, you glance over at her flirting with Franklin. Her advances seem to be working on him, and you give a light smile at the sight.

Jotund's Might [1] - DNA-bound enhancement to cardiovascular and musculoskeletal systems. Increases size, strength, speed, endurance, and resistance to cold.


What’s really weird is that you’re not getting a cost for upgrades with them, and when you try to look at your energy total it’s kind of glitching out. You’re pretty sure you can upgrade them both once or one of them twice though and it won’t affect your energy pool when you go home. But you get the feeling that you could only give one person a new power. Strange.

End Cat’s POV
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Cat: Seems those two have powers, and that net could be useful. You mentioned we’d have to bring something to bet that wasn’t clothing related, I’ve got a stupid idea, but just go with me.

Willamina: SURE, go fer it.

Cat takes a huge chug of his party juice, finishing it and going a little red. He’s getting a little DRUNK.

Cat: Alright, I think I’ve got an idea for what I’m going to bet not this round, but the next round, instead of an article of clothing. Whoever wins the next round will earn either a random superpower or an upgrade to an existing one!

Landi: Did you say superpower? I want to turn into a super sparkly invincible diamond fairy!

Cat: You and Serah already have one, so it’ll just be an upgrade. Sorry. Yours was uhhh called Dragon’s Might, and hers Jotund’s Might?

Landi: That doesn’t make sense, those aren’t superpowers, they’re our mutagens!

Serah: I think the mutagens count as superpowers from his universe.

Landi: But… but… that’s not fair! I WANT TO BE INVINCIBLE DIAMOND FAIRY!

Serah: Oh, wow. Who could have foreseen that you chugging a mixed-up mutagen cocktail would have consequences?

Cat: Oh and not to burst anyone’s bubbles, but the power’s random, well, some people say it’s the power you were destined to have, and if you have a family history of a certain power that comes up more often, it could be more than one power, or just one.
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Landi: So what you’re saying is I need to bring you home with me, get Serah to make that nasty power cleansing mutagen, and have you try again and again until I become invincible diamond fairy girl… Hey Willie, can I borrow your kitty Cat for a bit???

Willamina: Cat’s his own person, I’m not his slave MASTER. But don’t threaten to kidnap him again, or I won’t be liable for how he RESPONDS.

Cat looks pretty nervous and twitchy now. He mutters to himself. That was supposed to be a cool fun thing, not a threaten me thing...

Landi: It’s not kidnapping if I seduce him! C’mere, you!

Chinzebeth: “So Mr.Cat you are some manner of magical wishing gnome? I hope that that such gift will stay when we return home”

Cat is unsure how to respond from the physical affection of Landi floating around and getting real close to him, so he distracts himself by answering Chinzebeth.

Cat: I uh, can’t grant wishes, and I mean, it SHOULD, I have no reason to believe that it wouldn’t stick. If Landi and Serah can have powers I can recognize, I see no reason why others couldn't or if I couldn't give them one. Guess we’ll find out.

Willamina takes this moment to get up and grab a cup of water from the other room, heading back and sitting down.
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:sp_arthurius_2: :”Superpowers? Hm. That could help with bounty hunting, I’ll accept it! Though if I do get one, I think I’ll prefer to continue using my physical strength and sis’ gadgets more than the superpower… I believe there is something rewarding about relying more on your own physical strength and intelligence than on a power.”

“I want the power to be tall!” Mary says around a mouthful of chicken tenders, just catching on to the conversation.

“How do you just give someone superpowers? Do you mean ability enhancement? Because that only lasts a short time and it doesn’t seem very fair to do that instead of stripping,” says Alma.

Willamina: If you DONT want it then he’ll just STRIP if you win, but here’s a TASTE of what he could give ya.

Willamina expends some effort to create a small vortex, sucking up water and forming it into ice crystals in her hand, eventually it forms a complete snowball. She scans the room and chucks it at Franklin’s head, you can hear it pierce the air as it darts towards him at high speed.

Unfortunately, Franklin seems to be distracted by something next to him and can't react to the frosty projectile. He yelps as the snowball splatters against the side of his head, but the yelp is quickly muffled as his face is knocked into Serah's chest!

Willamina rejoices over the momentary victory, having Franklin actually motorboat Serah.

Serah, completely shocked by Franklin’s second expedition of the evening, lets out a yelp and freezes up. Flirting isn’t supposed to be this hands-on! Or is it? Does he like it down there? ...Should I trap him? OH NO! I’m turning into Landi! Aaaahh! Anything but that!
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SERAH has: 8 of Diamonds, 9 of Spades
ARTHURIUS has: 10 of Diamonds, 4 of Hearts
WILLAMINA AND CAT has: Queen of Clubs, Queen of Diamonds
MARY KIL has: 4 of Spades and 9 of Hearts
FRANKLIN has: 10 of Spades and 5 of Clubs
ALMA has: 6 of Diamonds, 3 of Diamonds
CHINZEBETH has: Ace of clubs, 5 of diamonds

Chinzebeth: “Of course I win, my initial losses merely a fluke”

:sp_arthurius_2: :"*whew* looks like I won't need to put a mop on my tail and walk on all fours this time… I'll still have to strip though… hmmm… I wonder which article of clothing would be fit for a queen..."

Alma sips her topped up party punch, then removes the hairpin holding her hair in a bun. “I guess I need to be more careful with what I get rid of now,” she sighs, her locks cascading down behind her.

Arthurius stares as her hair hangs down behind her, free from the hairpin that was bonding it
:sp_arthurius_2: :”W-wow… So cute! You look really pretty wearing your hair like that, Alma. I personally love hairstyles being free and long like that.”
Alma slides the hairpin over to Chinzebeth and drops back into her seat. “Oh, thank you. I hardly ever get to wear it down, because of regulation or because it gets in the way of something I’m doing, but I can’t bring myself to just cut it off..”

“Short hair for life!” Landi whoops. “So low-maintenance! Stays out of the way!”
:sp_arthurius_2: :”Oh! You have short hair in that ball of light? Cool! *quietly mumbles to himself* wish I could see it… if only I won and got to dare her… Maybe she's probably shining because she's like a shiny pretty gem...
Arthurius clears his throat
:sp_arthurius_2: :”erm, sorry, that was the punch talking. Getting back on topic, I can picture you looking pretty in any hairstyle, Alma. Even though I love long hair most, you should experiment trying different hairstyles like short hair that Landi suggested. You may discover a new hairstyle you'll adore if you're adventurous!”
Mary looks on, producing a napkin to wipe off her hands. “Hair down ‘s nice, but definitely not practical at work. I’m glad you kept it long!” she gives Alma a thumbs-up.
No. 998871 ID: 0fae41

Serah, dare Cat to upgrade you. To the max! It ain’t canon! Or is it..?
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“Ah, my victory, while unsurprising, is still much a relief,” Chinzebeth says with satisfaction. “I am at last free from the rhyming curse that this ragamuffin Cat chose to put upon our royal personage.”

Cat: You did a pretty good job at it too! I’m gonna be honest, I wasn’t expecting to win that round so I kind of threw it out there.

Willamina: You sounded like a FAIRY TALE queen, speaking in prose!

“Huh?” Landi says, her attention drawn away from her overeager bouncing up and down in front of Cat. “Everything fairies do is worth telling stories about, especially fairy queens. Oh, wait, you mean THIS queen! Yeah, that was sick, your royal rhyme-ness!”

“Thank you! Thank you! My poetry talents are quite impressive I know” Chinzebeth makes a slight bow

Franklin looks up slightly woozy, saying ‘Oh yeah, it was great! Like you practitsed and everything’

Willamina: Hehe, looks like Franklin’s a little BOOBAH DRUNK. If you catch my meaning.

Serah just rubs her neck and smiles, blushing a luminescent red.

Cat: I’m jealous you’re getting to pet Mary the whole round. She looks so fluffy. I UH, MEAN UH. Do you want to use this comb to brush her fur? She wanted that earlier.

Landi: Don’t be jealous! You can pet me! I’m super pettable. Just do it like Serah’s petting Franklin over there. But, you know, smaller. Join the petting zoo! You know you want to!

Serah quickly removes her petting hand from Franklin’s head and shoots a death glare at Landi.

Alma leans against the table and props her head on her hand. “You can’t be that pettable. You’d be like… fourth most pettable, at best,” she says, wobbling slightly. “I can’t compete with Miss Mary, but I’m pretty sure I’m second mos’ pettable here.”

"Almaaaaa," Franklin adds cheekily, "are you trying to say you want somebody to pet you?"

Arthurius slightly raises his hand and softly speaks.

:sp_arthurius_2: :"I can pe-"

Alma scoffs, interrupting Arthurius. “I’m just saying I’d be more luxurious than some Arca-bug… thing.”

Arthurius slowly lowers his hand back down.

“Me?! A bug?!” Landi gags. “Spoken like a girl who hasn’t pet a fairy in her desk jockey life. Look beyond those glasses and see how pettable I am!”

Willamina: To be FAIR, it seems like everyone’s starting to do their own THING, touchy wise, want me to give you some neck scritches?

Willamina does an eyebrow wiggle, which isn’t effective at all since you can only see one of them.
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Franklin hesitantly pulls himself back to a sitting position, saying "So, I guess I lost again," he takes a deep swig from his flask, draining most of the rest of his Party Punch, " guess that means her majesty gets my Cool Tank Top" He starts to stand, but abruptly finds himself yanked to his feet!

“Let me help you with that!” Serah says, her face flush with party punch, wine and pent-up eagerness. She grips the bottom of Franklin’s Cool Tank Top and not-so-subtly washboards it up his abs, and her eyes go wide as dinner plates. She can’t help but steady herself on his hip.

“H-here you go, your highness!” Serah squeaks. She tosses the Cool Tank Top at Chinzebeth like it’s on fire.

Franklin is briefly stunned, but smirks and looks back toward Serah, "you know, I'm starting to think you aren't actually all that interested in Star Wars Episode I: Racer"

“She’s probably interested in something that involves playing with a joystick,” Alma blurts out, swaying in her seat.

“Forgive me Alma but Franklin is the second most pettable” Chinzebeth lusts after the attractive male Fennec “Franklin is a jaguar of a man, all those rippling muscles under that sleek fur . . . “

Alma turns to Chinzebeth and stares at her with her jaw hanging open. “Ehhh? What are you saying? Franklin’s fur is not nearly as soft and plush as mine, no matter how muscular and sexy he is.”

Willamina: On the one hand, stripping SOMEONE else should totally be a dare. But on the other hand. GO GET SOME GURL!

Serah pointedly ignores Alma, but she gives Willamina a small smile, clearly enjoying herself. She suddenly realizes where her hands have found themselves and lets go quickly.

“...You’re very fit, Franklin,” Serah says lamely. “Uh, another glass of punch, please, thank you.”

"Oh uh, thanks!" The Fennec replies, still grinning sheepishly, "My job is pretty demanding so I have to stay in pretty good shape for it. He chuckles and flexes a bit. "I'm about out of punch too Mary, could I get that boiling flask?"

Cat is distracted and eventually takes up Landi’s offer to pet her, but is very confused on how to actually do it. He settles on just rubbing her head with a finger or two.

Landi lets out a tinkling giggle. “You’re adorable! First time, isn’t it? You can go lower, I don’t bite!”

Seeing Serah had been touchy towards Franklin, Cat tickling Landi, and remembering Mary will be petted by Chinzebeth, he raises his hand again to get Alma's attention, but catches himself and tactically moves his raised arm to pet the side of his face instead.
No. 999291 ID: 26235b

I thought I was straight but then I saw Franklin get undressed.
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Taking a cue from Alma, Mary takes off her hair tie. “This don’t count,” she says. “S’ just so I can lay my head back.” She slips her hair tie around her wrist and combs her fingers through her wavy blond hair as she shakes her head.

She reaches behind herself with her tiny arms, wiggling her torso, before the tension relaxes in her bra. She brings her arms forward, removing the undergarment in the process. Mary Kil hops down from her chair and scampers over to Chinzebeth’s throne before kneeling, presenting the brassiere like a knight offering a sword to her Queen.

Chinzebeth graciously accepts the bra, “Excellent behavior, you're such a good dog, however… Ms. Mary I believe there is one other thing you still owe me,” the queen smiles.

Mary gives a little bark then hops up on the throne, laying across the arm rests so she’s sprawled out on the Queen’s lap. She grins ear to ear and her tail goes nuts behind her as she curls her hands up next to her chest in her best ‘dog laying on back’ pose.

“Who’s a good doggy!” Chinzebeth claps in delight *belly rubs ensue*

Willamina: Yo I like this GURLS theatrics! Get a load of these two lovely LADIES eh Cat?

Cat keeps glancing between Mary and Alma and a bead of sweat is forming on his brow. Willamina looks down and chuckles.

Willamina: Looks like SOMEBODY likes what they’re seeing. Hehehehheheh.

Cat: Willamina, shhhhhhhh. You both uhh, soft very look do, yes. *AHEM* I mean you’re both very beautiful and soft looking.

Mary Kil wiggles her butt in Cat’s general direction, her tail still wagging. Even Landi is a little distracted. Cat becomes even more flushed while Willamina just laughs to herself.

Alma shifts in her seat, subtly attempting to move her arms into a position that covers her body.

Willamina: See, I told you poker night would be FUN!

Arthurius stares at Mary while blushing and trembling at the sight of her.

:sp_arthurius_2: :"N....naked..."

He then catches himself staring, and whispers to himself.

:sp_arthurius_2: :"Eek! What am I doing? I can't be staring at potential clients in a state of undress, they'll think I'm a pervert and won't want my services! It has to be the party punch making me act like that... focus Arthurius"

He taps his forehead with his fist to stay proper.

One ear flicks in Arthurius’s direction.

“I ain’t naked!” she says, snapping the band of her garterbelt against her hip.

:sp_arthurius_2: :”R...right! Right. You're not. S...sorry That garterbelt is a little bit see-through though, Mary…
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With everyone distracted by Mary and Chinzebeth’s display, Serah spies an opportunity. She takes a sip of party punch and leans down to whisper in Franklin’s ear.

“Would you be a dear?” Serah gives Franklin a coy smile. Slowly, she turns around and slides a dress strap down her upper arm. “It’s only fair…”

Franklin sets down his mostly-empty Flask. "Sure thing, milady," he giggles, stepping behind Serah and peeling her like a sexy banana. He gently trails his hands down her thighs as He brings the dress over her hips, allowing her to step out of it.

Franklin folds the dress neatly and presents it to Chinzebeth, saying “Your dress, your highness.” He walks back to his seat, looking intently for Serah’s tail as he crosses behind her, considering reaching out to feel for it again. Serah pointedly ignores his gaze and bites her tongue to keep from grinning.

Arthurius catches himself staring at Serah, and realizes it isn’t polite to stare at someone of noble blood in a state of undress. He decides to stare between Franklin and Serah to not make it obvious where he is looking, and talks to Franklin to distract himself.

:sp_arthurius_2: :”Whoa! Errr…. you’re a very lucky man to have a beautiful woman by your side, and interested in you, especially one of high nobility, Franklin.”

Franklin laughs, “Haha, yeah I guess so,” He catches himself looking back toward Serah’s behind, and snaps his attention back toward Arthurius, “Hopefully That luck means I’ll win a hand soon! I’m already almost out of clothes!” He gestures down at his nearly naked body.

Serah twiddles her fingers and eagerly accepts the opportunity to eat Franklin’s eye candy. “And that would be bad. Because you’d lose. Yes! Very bad~”

Willamina: YEAH, get some Serah! Aw, SHIT. I’m outta punch. Can I get a refill?
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Arthurius looks down at himself, somewhat puzzled.

:sp_arthurius_2: :”Ugh, I'm looking through my articles of clothing, and I still can't decide which would be most worthy for a queen to own… what I have is just too basic compared to royalty.”

Chinzebeth: “I’ll take your hat, it’s impolite to wear one in my presence”

Arthurius shudders a little bit.

:sp_arthurius_2: :"Ooooorrrrrr... maybe I can give you the bow? The green bow can be put on your hair and would make for a lovely color compliment to some of the red jewels on your crown and necklace, your majesty… Magnolia might get mad at me for giving away Sniffle’s bow though…

Willamina: Aww come on, it’s STRIP POKER, ya can’t be stressin' about what clothes yer losing. Just lose the hat, it’s not like you could be even more FUCKED up than me, I’m covered in GROSS burn scars. What’s the worst that’s under the hat? A bald spot?

Landi: IS IT A PENIS???

Arthurius snaps at Landi and Willamina

:sp_arthurius_2: :”W...WHAT? I’m not a dickhead! That wasn’t nice, Landi… And Willamina, I don’t really see what’s the shame in baldness… Ummm… what if I give the queen my sweater vest instead? She did lose her coat after all, so it could make for a good replacement…”

He starts chugging down the rest of his party punch.

“He doesn’t have to take it off if he doesn’t want to,” Serah says. “Besides, fewer clothes just means you lose faster, right, Arthurius?”

Arthurius places the drink back on the table after finishing it, and sighs.

:sp_arthurius_2: :”Thanks, but it’s alright, Lady Kensington. I was being unprofessional there, which isn’t good if I want to offer my bounty hunting services to you all. Sorry I snapped like that Landi and Willamina... And also, I can’t in good faith give you the hat, your majesty, it has holes for my antennas, and I do not think you’d want a holey hat making it lose its value so… as an apology for yelling at Willamina and Landi, and to compensate for not removing my hat in your presence, queen Chinzebeth, just take both my sweater and sweater vest for now, okay?”

Arthurius removes his bowtie, then his sweater vest and sweater. He then puts his bowtie back around his neck. There isn’t anything remarkable about his body except what looks like a scar from a stab wound on the right side of his abdomen. He goes over to hand the clothing to the queen.

Willamina: Ten BUX says the hat’s fused to his skull like part of his body! Maybe it’s some ALIEN parasite!

“No I don’t think he’s an Alien,” Franklin interjects, “They’re like these big purple guys with weird eyes.”

Arthurius responds in a little bit of frustration as he sits back down.

:sp_arthurius_3: :”But… What are you both talking about?aren’t we all aliens to each other already since we’re all from different worlds!? I mean, the definition of alien is…

He pauses midway, remembering to keep his cool.

:sp_arthurius_3: : *Sigh* N...nevermind, sorry, sorry. I just need a refill as well… but… hmm... Landi, would you be willing to share your drink with me? If not, I’ll just go back for more party punch…”

“Drink up!” Landi flits to the top of the bottle. She drags her foot around the lip and makes the absinthe sing. “It’s happy to see you! It’s also fucking awesome, just like your scar!”

:sp_arthurius_3: :”th...thanks. And I need some water to dilute it too… does any of you happen to have water to share, please?”

Cat pulls out a bottle from under the table and slides it over to Arthurius.

Cat: Here ya go.

:sp_arthurius_3: :”Thank you sir.”

Arthurius takes some time to mix the two drinks in his empty flask, softly humming the song Cat and Willamina sang.
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Willamina: Well I guess It’s OUR turn to STRIP.

Willamina bends down slightly and a pair of lacy black panties come off, appearing in her hands. She pulls them back and flings them directly at the currently distracted Chinzebeth.

An automated shield in Chinzebeth’s throne deflects the fast moving hostile projectile, making the projectile shoot faster. The deflected panties hit Arthurius right in his chest, almost knocking him back a bit, but temporarily knocking the wind out of him. He groans as he holds his chest, and just passes the panties across the table towards the queen. He notices that Chinzebeth’s attention is still on Mary.
:sp_arthurius_3: :D…*cough* did… she even notice *gasp* the projectile... and the shield activation???
Arthurius tries to catch his breath from the injury. Meanwhile, Kog silently collects the winnings, while Chinzebeth finally releases Mary. Willamina is just dying of laughter the entire time.
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Cat takes this time to grab the deck, shuffle it, and lay out the cards on the table.

Cat: Huh. Real close to a straight there.

Cat then tosses out cards to the rest of the table as Willamina sits back down from her antics.

Cat: So I’ll reiterate, this round I’m betting a superpower for the winner. But if it’s some ridiculous 7 way tie, then I’ll just pick someone at random or if no one’s satisfied with that, hold it until next round.

Landi suddenly remembers why she was trying to seduce Cat. “Oh yeah! Superpowers! Serah, you’d better win!”

:sp_arthurius_3: :”A potential for a 7-way dare? That’d be crazy. I’ll have to think of a good dare...”

He remembers everyone else being close and touchy with each other at one point or another, forgetting to look at his cards.

:sp_arthurius_3: :”Alright, probably the drink talking, but I think I have some excess energy I want to deplete, and I kind of feel like dancing. However, I kind of want someone to dance with me… How about…

Arthurius thinks for a moment on who to dare, and remembers that Alma hasn’t gotten much attention either.

:sp_arthurius_3: : “Hey Alma, If I win this one, would you care to dance with me if I dared you to?”
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Alma leans around Will and Cat to look at Arthurius. “You’re not supposed to ask if I want to do the dare. You need to be more assertive. So if I win, I dare you to go around and grab the boob of three different ladies here!" she snorts, holding up her fingers.

Arthurius is taken aback by this, blushing nervously with his tensed shoulders raised to his cheek level.

:sp_arthurius_3: :”I-I really think it goes against my moral standards to do something like touch someone like that without consent

He takes a small sip of his absinthe, and slowly lowers his shoulders to a more relaxed position.

:sp_arthurius_3: :”But... if it is a dare, I guess It wouldn't be consensual for me either so… would the two cancel each other out?"

He sets the drink down.

:sp_arthurius_3: :”Alright, I'll accept, but if you want assertiveness, let me try again: Alma! I dare you to dance with me when I win! And as for the dance, the most assertive dance I can think of would have to be the tango... I think...

“I DARE SERAH TO RUB MY TUMMY!” Mary Kil screams, not looking at her cards. “An she’s gotta hold me up and cradle me in her arms while she does it too!” She mumbles something to herself “I do wanna win that power tho, so I can be tall.”

“Did someone dare me to do something?” Serah snaps her gaze away from Franklin.

Mary puffs her cheeks out and frowns. “Yeah! I did! You gotta give me uppies and rub my tummy if I win!” She points a tiny claw at Serah.

“Oh! Um, sure,” Serah says. She swirls her glass of party punch and tries to wrap her brain around what would be considered an appropriate tummy rub zone for a mostly-naked C.Org, realizing there may be no such thing.

“Well I’M feeling pretty confident on this one!” Franklin chimes in, “Especially if we get a queen again! So for my bet …” he looks around the table, squinting, and a big silly grin grows across his face.

Cat: Hmm it’s my turn to dare I think. Give me a moment to think of it, it has to be a good dare if I’m putting a power on the table.
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Mary looks hard at Willamina, and then seems to realize something. She looks deeply concerned. “You’ve gotta be the one that Extraspace troop was talking about. She’s just gonna be heartbroken when she finds out you got a boyfriend.”

Willamina: You talking ABOUT Cat? Hey Cat are we DATING?

Cat blushes and looks nervous all of a sudden. He begins fidgeting with the cards in front of him.

Cat: I uh, I don’t think we ever discussed that, no. I mean we’ve only known each other for like 5 days and that kinda thing takes time to build up to...

Mary looks obviously relieved. “That Extraspace girl is already kinda fragile, y’know? Let me tell you: she is absolutely infatuated with you. Won’t stop talkin’ to her roommate about you, sayin’ she met this girl that took her virginity and all.”

Willamina blushes and Cat pokes her in the ribs with his elbow while wiggling his eyebrows.

Willamina: Well I didn’t know I took her V-Card, but she seems pretty COOL, tell her to stop by more often and we can go on some dates or SOMETHING, though uh, preferably within the next week..

Cat: OH are you talking about that one woman you took a selfie with that’s hanging on your fridge, the one with the super badass scars? The photo with a lipstick smooch on it?

Willamina: I gave her one of those too you know.

Mary giggles behind her chubby little hands as she watches Willamina and Cat interact. “I’ll let ‘er know. She’s gonna be totally over the moon!” She points at Cat with a tiny blunt claw. “Looks like your plus one there is pretty sweet on ya too! What a playgirl!”
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Mary trots back to her seat and then looks over at Alma.

“How bad’s your eyesight without them glasses?” she asks.

Alma subconsciously adjusts her glasses. “Erm… Not all that good. But I don’t really need them if I’m not doing anything that needs me to look at little details.”

:sp_arthurius_3: :”At least you're not wearing the sunglasses I gave you. Seriously, I couldn't see the damn cards that well in this dark room… and Henry told me it would help me for some reason.”

Willamina: WELL they look COOL so maybe it was a first impressions thing? Ironically I had an astigmatism in my right eye, don’t have it ANYMORE, so I didn’t end up needing glasses. Can’t shoot a gun for shit though.

“What with bein’ vat-grown super soldiers, us C.Orgs all have perfect vision,” Mary says, “but I think your glasses look cute on you. I bet you get lots of people askin’ you out on dates. You got anybody special?” It sounds like she winks when she says it.

“Sometimes, but nothing really serious.” Alma pulls herself up in her chair. “It’s fine though. One of the benefits of being in the military is that the uniform and fitness standard mean there’s a big selection of hot guys,” she grins to herself, looking a bit bleary eyed.

“Ladies’ Night! Ladies’ Night!” Landi whoops. “Let’s get laid!”

“Hot guys, huh? What about hot girls?” Mary asks. She definitely winked that time.

Alma leans on the table and picks up her flask, taking a sip. “I mean, I’m there. I might not be in the best shape… look at these," she says, cupping her hands under her breasts. "Pretty good, right?"

Mary Kil gives Alma a slow wolf whistle. "You won't hear me complainin'!" she says, grinning. She seems to think, and then takes a long draw from the party punch container. "But if you're real concerned, I'd be more 'n happy t' give ya my professional opinion. As a gene scientist, you know." She makes a grabby motion with her little goblin hands. "Maybe compare notes?" She wiggles her shoulders enticingly and waggles her eyebrows in a way that could perhaps be drunkenly construed as an attempt at seduction.

Alma tilts her head and smiles awkwardly, unsure as to how to interpret Mary’s wiggling fits.

:sp_arthurius_3: :”Hey Alma, since you look so cute in glasses, I think it would be cool if you tried on my sunglasses that you won from me real quick, just for fun. I'd like to see how you'd look with them on!"

Alma wrinkles her nose. “You’re not allowed to take clothing back on after you take it off. You’re trying to trick me.”
No. 999919 ID: 629f2e

Let's toss out a Queen of Spades to give someone the straight.
No. 999931 ID: 0fae41

Make it a 6 of clubs. I hope Serah's got a good poker face.
No. 999938 ID: 7b8884

10 of spades
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Queen of spades.
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Arthurius responds to Alma, a little frustrated.
:sp_arthurius_3: :"I didn't mean keep it on for the whole game, I meant, just wear the sunglasses for like, 5 seconds just to show us how it looks and… nevermind. The drink’s talking again. Maybe after the game you can show us."
He quickly turns his attention toward Chinzebeth to quickly change the subject and avoid more awkwardness.
:sp_arthurius_3: :[color=#1#17b2f2]"Anyway, I should have said it earlier, but It is such an honor to have a queen grace us with her presence, your majesty. What a rare occasion! I’m dying to know, as a dreamer of royal blood, do you have access to meet the king of our dream universe, King Laurent?"[/color]
Chinzebeth: “thank you Mister...

Kog: “Arthurius the dreamcier your majesty”

Chinzebeth: Ah yes Mr. Arthurius, it is quite the honor isn’t it? I’m afraid I’m not familiar with any King by the name of Laurent, but if he is a royal of any repute I’m certain a diplomatic visit could be arranged

Franklin leans over toward Chinzebeth, “So, you’re a Queen? You seem a lot more normal than the last bit of Royalty I met.”

Chinzebeth turns her nose up at this “How do you mean ‘normal’? I am no common woman, you can be sure of that!”

Arthurius scratches his forehead, curious.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"hmm, so Franklin, what frame of reference do you have between Queen Chinzebeth, and the royalty you had met previously in comparison? Do you mean Queen Chinzebeth is normal in comparison to the royalty you met before being too weird or something?"
“Oh,” Franklin responds, draining the last of his flask, “A few years ago my friends and I ended up in Asslantis, and we met the King and there was this whole Ordeal.” He looks down at his flask as a twinge of desperation flashes across his face, finding it empty. “The Asslanteans are really weird, they are basically just these big butts with arms and mouths, we thought they were monsters at first.”

“Utter nonsense, Mr. Franklin is clearly speaking in jest.” Chinzebeth looks at her cards and turns to Landi “If I win I dare you to take a dip in a full flask of punch, your glow would look lovely in there!”

“Didn’t that punch almost burn a hole in the table?” Serah asks worriedly.

“Oh yeah! That sounds dangerous,” Landi agrees. “But on the other hand… glowy fairy punch special! It’ll put hair on your chest! Like Arthurius’s!”

“Won’t your dust wash off?”

“Maybe some? I dunno. Totally worth it. I got plenty!”

Cat: But what would happen if I drank fairy spiced party juice?
No. 1000035 ID: 1cb203

An Energy rush? Wild magic? Do it and find out!
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I like queen of spades.
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:sp_arthurius_3: :"So you're saying everyone in Asslantis is a big butt? Just to make sure, you meant the polite term of calling them asses, or in other words, big jerks right?[/i]"

Willamina: Pff what else could he mean, that they were a RACE of anthropomorphic Asses? That SOUNDS so dumb.

"It's true though!" Franklin protests, "I went to a party at my friend Nat's house to play Star Wars Episode I: Racer, and the building flooded and sank deep into the earth. Why would I make this up?"

Cat: So you live in a marsh and the house fell down into an underground city? I mean that sounds like Lyst only with a big lab, so I guess it’s plausible???

"No the building was in the middle of the city and the sprinklers came on," Franklin replies matter-of-factly.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"I'm from the dream universe where anything is possible, and even I find that a bit unrealistic… err… not that you have any reason to lie about it, but… it would help if you had proof of some sort I think…

He then silently mumbles to himself.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"How do they even eat? Do they eat food in their butthole mouth, and spit it out through the same butthole mouth?"

Franklin thinks for a minute, "Glyt might have pictures from his robot body, but I don't think anyone had a camera; and he left with the aliens to uh… I think he said "to fight sick-ass demons in cyber-hell." He stops and thinks a bit more, "I have a sword from when the King knighted me, but I didn't have any reason to bring that to a party… oh!" His eyes light up as he ducks below the table to rummage through his backpack.

He comes back up a few moments later holding a large, ornate loop of some shimmering, unidentifiable metal with what looks like a small clasp on it. "I found this Magic Ring there, according to Kali's translation it's supposed to "increase the wearer's endurance, vigor, and vital essence" or something. Its also supposed to change size to fit anyone trying to put it on, but I guess it must be broken because it doesn't do that." He puts his finger through the loop in the ring to demonstrate, the ring does not respond.

"Everything else still works though, if you just wear it as a bracelet or something."

Cat can be seen visibly squinting at the ring. After a moment he stops and his lips start to curl up, he cups his hands and whispers something to Willamina. After a few brief moments of them staring at each other, they both burst into laughter.

Franklin visibly deflates, adding "So you still don't believe me? This is the only proof I have with me…"

“I believe you!” Serah nods her head up and down eagerly. “Especially the part where you wanted to play your game. That was very believable.”

Franklin perks up slightly and smiles quietly.

Arthurius meanwhile has still been mumbling silently to himself throughout the whole exchange

:sp_arthurius_3: :"And if they pass gas, would it be considered a fart, or a burp? And why am I even still thinking about this?"
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Mary seems thoroughly deflated by Alma’s absolute snub.

“You miss a hundred per cent of the shots you don’t take,” she mumbles to herself, and then takes a shot.

She wipes her nose with the back of her hand and steels herself.

“Hey Serah, I’m cute, ain’t I?”

“Wha?” Serah, obviously distracted by something not Mary, is caught completely off-guard. “Oh! Uh, yes? Yes! Very cute.”

Willamina: WELL WE think yer cute, c’mon Cat!

Cat: Duh you’re cute, sexy too. Let’s give her a hug!

The two walk over to Mary, intent on giving her a big ol hug and headpats.

“Ignore that foolish woman Mary” Chinzebeth advises “lesser people always try to denounce their betters, she is merely jealous of your splendor!”

“I think she just wasn’t payin’ attention, yer majesty,” Mary says, opening her short-ass arms wide to receive a double hug from Will and Cat. She can’t help but give Will’s ass a little squeeze in the process.

Will and Cat press her from both sides, giving her a tight squeeze and pressing their cheeks on hers. Wills gives a light squeak at Mary’s ass grab to which Will replies with a firm slap to her ass. Cat on the other hand gives her head scratches while he hugs her, Cat’s got a very pleased expression on his face.

Alma glances back and forth between everyone converging around Mary. “Huh?”

:sp_arthurius_3: :"Ouch, Got in trouble from a misunderstanding, Alma? Happens to me a lot. Especially during last year’s Beach Day… (Long story). Best you can do is apologize and move on... here!

He passes Landi's absinthe and Cat's water bottle to dilute it to Alma.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"Try this, it is real strong!"

Alma narrows her eyes at Arthurius. “Trying to get me drunk so I’ll make mistakes. I’m onto you and your tricks.”

Arthurius shrugs.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"More for Landi and me then. But a simple 'no thank you' could have sufficed..."

Willamina: Oooh can someone get a picture of us hugging this CUTE corgi lady. Take two so we can give her one too!

“Me! Me! I can do it!” Landi hovers in front of Willamina’s camera. “Hmm… looks like I’ll have to use the old standby... SERAH HELP!!!”

“You don’t need to shout,” Serah says. “Here, is this how I hold it?”

Serah grabs the camera backwards. There’s a bright flash and she almost drops it.

“Oh dear. Um, is this the right way?”

Another flash blinds her.

“Stop taking pictures of yourself!” Landi says, pointing with her wings. “Just hold it this way. You point, I shoot. Hey cuties! Say fluffernutter!!”

Landi flits above and showers down a little bit of her fairy dust between Serah and the group hug to give a sparkling filter effect for the photo as Serah takes the picture.

“OH!” Franklin suddenly shouts, “I got all distracted and forgot to make my Dare!” He slams his hands and ring down on the table before pointing at Alma, “ALMA! If I win this round you have to prove to everyone how pettable you are by letting everyone at the table pet you after you strip this round!”

“Wh-Wha.. You mean actually p-pet me?” Alma sputters.

“Yeah for sure. I think everyone would really enjoy it!” Franklin replies.
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Willamina twirls around a familiar business card in her hand before looking to Arthurius.

Willamina: So uh, ARTHURIUS, this card says you’re a Nightmare Bounty Hunter? Is that like a MONSTER hunter, so you go into dungeons and stuff and take care of the most DANGEROUS ones or something?

:sp_arthurius_3: :"Something like that. We dreamciers have a bounty hunting guild called Bounty Corral where clients request help dealing with a Nightmarecier that is tormenting a dreamcier’s dream world and its visiting dreamers with their nightmares."
Cat perks up, now curious about the topic.

Cat: Okay, so what would you say if, hypothetically, someone had nightmares every night they actually dreamed. Would that be just some Nightmare-thingy tormenting us?

Willamina: You get nightmares all the time too?

Cat: Only on nights that I dream, I don’t really have dreams mostly.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"Hmm… possibly, though that situation you described sounds more like the nightmares were created by your subconscious, not from a nightmarecier. Fortunately, We can still help you deal with those kinds of nightmares too…

Arthurius leans forward towards Cats direction a bit before continuing

:sp_arthurius_3: :...Just as long as any nightmares you’re suffering from are infesting a dream world you’re visiting. If a sandman brought you to a nightmare world instead however, we might not be able to offer our services… we dreamciers have a peace treaty with nightmareciers to not interfere with their nightmare worlds, and vice versa. We can still answer your call and give you advice, however.” .

“Sooooo,” Mary says, sipping her drink thoughtfully. “Arthurius, let’s say a troop has constant nightmares ‘cause of terrible stuff happenin’ to ‘em. If you were to go get rid of the nightmares, would it help with the underlyin’ trauma, or are they totally separate?”

Arthurius gives Mary a sympathetic look, wondering if she or anyone she knows has suffered trauma, but doesn’t bring up the question.

:sp_arthurius_3: : I won’t lie, The trouble with PTSD is that it never fully goes away. The most one can do is learn to cope with it. My team can get rid of those nightmares, but the trauma could still make the dreamer create new ones during the next night through recurring nightmares. That said, our services will still help them cope with their trauma by helping them capture their nightmares each night and overcome some of their fears..

Arthurius then leans forward to Mary with a serious look.

:sp_arthurius_3: :But while our services will help the traumatized dreamer cope in some ways, I’d advise them that it’s more important to seek all the support they can from loved ones, and not be afraid to seek help from a professional therapist. I know I came to sell my services, but those two things are the most important things one can do. Our services should only be seen as a supplement in those cases.

Mary nods along, her own expression serious as well.

“It’s not exactly uncommon for folks I work with to get mutilated or killed, so people can end up pretty bad off, mentally.” She sighs. “I guess there’s no magic to wipe that kind ‘a stuff away.” She smiles, although not quite as broadly as usual. “Anyway, I’ll look into seein’ if your services are ok to use when I get back. Any little bit that helps sufferin’ folks is worth doin’ in my opinion anyway.”

Arthurius passes his business card back to Mary.

:sp_arthurius_3: :“Let me know how it turns out. And sorry if this got too real for strip poker, I only spoke from experience as somebody who personally knows someone with trauma. On a lighter note, just remember that people can grow stronger from their trauma once they learn to cope with it. It’ll take patience, so just be there to listen if they want someone to talk to, and treat them with all the support you can in the meantime… oh yeah, and just so you know, our powers aren't magic, they're imaginary.”.

Alma squints at Arthurius and holds up her flask of party juice. “Dreams are just in the mind of a sleeping person. They’re not a magical fairy tale land. This all sounds really silly,” she says, taking a drink. “So what do you really do? Is it like hypnosis? Drugs? Some kind of machine that screws with people’s minds?”

Arthurius raises one eybrow

:sp_arthurius_3: :“Ummmmmm… what? Drugs? Machines? What are you even talking about, Alma? How would we even do that to someone in reality from the dream world? And even if we could, why would we do that? All that happens is that when someone dreams and visits one of our dream worlds, and a nightmare has invaded the dreamworld they’re visiting, the dreamer can contact us for our bounty hunting service with the number on the business card to capture the nightmare for them… I mean, that makes the most logical sense to anybody really, right?”.
He then mumbles to himself, taking a sip of his absinthe, allowing it to mess with his mood a little bit more.

Alma looks over the flask as she drinks. “None of it makes sense.”
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Arthurius’ eyes follow the glowing ball of light with wings.

:sp_arthurius_3: :”Hey, may I ask what kind of magic you can do? I'd love to see a demonstration if that is alright with you and Lady Kensington.”

“I only do the best magic there is!” Landi boasts. “I blow space-time like bubble gum and twist it into taffy! And I make some sweet swag for my favorite girlfriends when I feel like it.” She cocks her finger guns at Willamina.

“Didn’t you go to fairy college?” Serah asks. “I thought they taught more than warping the fabric of reality and how to make bras that fit. Wait, were those part of the same course?!”

“Well, yeah,” Landi says. “But I kinda forgot all the boring stuff. And I’m not really feeling like using any of this awesome glow I’ve got going on just to satisfy the Mad Hatter over there.”

Arthurius is disappointed and hurt by the name calling at first, but the party punch and absinthe gives Arthurius the little bit of confidence to form an idea, and turns his attention over to Serah and shrugs.
:sp_arthurius_3: : “hmm, I dunno… what Landi said about her magic seems a bit far-fetched... Lady Kensington, can you confirm if Landi is telling the truth about how professional she is with her magic abilities? Is she really a pro at making swag and making delicious space-time taffy?
He gives a wink at Serah, hoping she’ll play along to help him get Landi to do magic.

:sp_arthurius_3: : “I mean, you both did once mention the dress Landi gave you dissolved in the middle of town... right?”

“A pro? At magic?” Serah snickers. “When we first met, she couldn’t pull a rabbit out of a hat.”

“I’m way better now!” Landi objects. “Tell ‘em, Willie!”
Arthurius also gives Willamina a smirk, and a wink.

Willamina: HMM, well we know she can MAKE things like clothes. I still have the sports bra and panties she made for me, but now that you mention it I haven’t SEEN her do anything else...

“That’s not fair! You’re supposed to be on my side!” Landi flaps her wings at the utter betrayal. “My magic has many super special secrets and it is very, very awesome! Observe!”

Landi flits in front of Arthurius and blasts him in the face with raw fairy dust from her wings. It causes him to sneeze at Landi, blowing her towards Franklin’s direction. The dust caused a sling bikini to materialize, resting across his snout.

“See?” Landi puffs her wings out proudly. “I can make awesome sexy clothes! Even if that wasn’t exactly what I expected…”

Arthurius grabs the sling bikini off his snout, a little weirded out.

:sp_arthurius_3: :”Err… thanks? I guess I can offer this to Lilly as a joke for this year's Beach Day knowing that she wouldn't wear something so... revealing… then again, knowing her, I have a feeling she's going to wear it anyway just to tease me… *sigh* Well, just as long as it doesn't dissolve on beach day like how Lady Kensington's clothing dissolved and exposed her...”

“I told you, I fixed the problems with dissolving clothes!”

Cat: Hey Landi, if you can make cool clothes like this, why are you wearing a napkin of all things?

Landi blinks in shock. She grips her ‘skirts’ and stares at her outfit. “It’s... uh… most people can’t see... I mean… ssssshut up.”
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Arthurius takes a look at Landi, noticing she is looking a little less glowy. He gets another idea.

:sp_arthurius_3: :”You know, it is probably only fair that everyone else gets a magic swimsuit too, not just me, right, everyone?”

Alma rolls her eyes at this exchange. “There’s no such thing as magic. It’s just altering fields that control how various physical mechanics function to produce effects with mental and physical energy,”

Noticing Alma has been trying to start a lot of arguments with him lately and is doing it again, Arthurius grins a little as he gets an idea to both tease Alma a bit, and reduce Landi’s fairy dust a bit more at the same time.

:sp_arthurius_3: :”Hm hm hm… looks like Alma still isn’t convinced, Landi. wanna cast a spell to prove you’re magic?”

“How can you say magic isn’t real when it can do this with ZERO energy?” Landi zooms over to Alma and pirouettes on her head, dumping dust on her.

Alma begins to flail, swatting away the drifting sparkle cloud. “Aah! She’s trying to poison me or something!”

Cat: Some scientists also theorize that Mana is just some weird form of radiation that is naturally produced by Oxygen. And our bodies just adapted and were irradiated by it over time to cause this effect. It’s a load of bullshit, but it’s one theory.

“I know all about fairy magic!” Mary says. “If they’re doin’ it, they just do whatever. If you try’n get ‘em to do somethin’ for you, then you’re doin’ fell sorceries and they’ll typically try ‘n fuck you over, just like any other magic.” She nods.

“That bein’ said, if Landi wouldn’t mind makin’ me all sparkly, I sure would appreciate it!”

Alma shoos Landi away. "Yes. Make her sparkly, not me!" She barks, a slow, creeping wave of gaudy color spreading downward from the top of her head.
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“Party pupper needs a pick-me-up!” Landi says. She lands on top of Mary’s head and gives a big smattering of sparkly dust. “Sorry about Serah,” she whispers in Mary’s ear. “She’s two big ol’ scoops of vanilla without any sprinkles. Here’s some extra sparkle for ya.”

As she starts to shimmer and sparkle, Mary yips in delight, nuzzling her face against Landi’s entire body. “No worries,” she says. “Thanks for the pick-me-up!” She grins and gives Landi a thumbs-up. “Dang, you got real cute now that I can see you better!”

“Wow, this fluff really needs a lot of dust to look good.” Landi freezes midair. “Wait, you can see me better? How much have I already...”

:sp_arthurius_3: :”Hey Landi, didn't you say only smart, sexy special people can see you? Because I can see you now! Yay! I'm smart and sexy after all!”

Arthurius happily sways left and right in a rhythmic manner over his accomplishment.
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“Oh, shit!” Landi floats down to the table, all but drained of her magic. “Um. Could everyone just look the other way for a second?” She nervously adjusts her napkin skirt.

Mary pointedly doesn’t look the other way for a second, seemingly considering something as she looks at the fairy.

“Why look away?” Asks Franklin, “You’re just like a cute little person, I like it better than just being a little glowball!”

“How would you like it if someone shaved off all that fur of yours?!” Landi shoots back in a shrill voice. “I mean… eheh. Um, nothing to see here, everybody. Serah, do you have any, er, mana potions lying around? Please?

“Sorry, I didn’t bring any,” Serah says. “Wow, you really did spend all your dust, didn’t you? Do you want me to dare everyone to play the rest of the game without looking at you?”

“Yes please thank you.”

“Okay. That’s my dare.” Serah says, rolling her eyes. “Everyone, please ignore the fairy if I win.”
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A Queen of Spades materializes as the river.

SERAH has: 3 of Hearts, 7 of Spades

ARTHURIUS has: Ace of Diamonds, 2 of Clubs

WILLAMINA AND CAT has: King of Hearts, 2 of Diamonds

MARY KIL has: 6 of Diamonds, 7 of Hearts

FRANKLIN has: 10 of clubs, 6 of spades

ALMA has: 5 of Hearts, 3 of Diamonds

CHINZEBETH has: 3 of Spades, Jack of spades

Alma pats her hands on her face. "Oh, God. What is this color?! And now I've gotta take off more clothes?" she grumbles, before carefully arranging her hair over her chest and removing her bra. "Haha! Now nothing indeshent will ever happen,” she says, sauntering over to Franklin and dangling the underwear in front of him. ”Enjoy it while you can. I’m gonna be winning from now on.”

"Oh I'm definitely gonna enjoy it! Thanks!" Franklin happily barks, accepting the brassiere.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"See? Now you know the importance of long hair!"

“Um, Alma?” Serah stifles a giggle, then eyes Franklin’s goofy grin with worry. “Well, if you’re already going topless, then I guess I’m okay with betting my corset next round!” Serah makes sure to raise her voice for the last few words, trying to catch Franklin’s attention.
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Arthurius breathes a sigh of relief and silently relaxes the back of his head against the chair, glad that he doesn’t have to grope others without their permission for his dare. He decides to just remove the shoes.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"ugh, the floor is all sticky, it's gonna ruin my socks..."

Chinzebeth is taken off guard by her loss, “Oh dear! I suppose I must remove an item . . .” she considers her outfit carefully.

“Whoa hold on, you mean I actually won? Wahoo!” Franklin shouts with joy, “I don’t get a bonus for all 7 cards being a straight, right?”

Serah shifts in her seat eagerly. “Do you want one?”

“Sure!” Franklin yelps excitedly, still bouncing happily in his chair.

Serah smiles coyly and holsters her drink in her cleavage. She grabs a straw, fiddles with it gently, then slowly drinks the party punch from her cleavage cozy without breaking eye contact.

Franklin grins and bites his lip.

Cat: We lost, then. Thank goodness it wasn’t Landi who won…

Willamina: Franklin! Are you ready to GET LUCKY tonight? With what power you get, of course.

Willamina winks at Serah, who bites her lip with a flush.

Cat: I mean…

Willamina: C’mon, Cat! Loosen up. Franklin’s going off to a whole ‘nother DIMENSION. Cut loose! Enjoy yourself!
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Cat: Eh, you’re right, I need to loosen up. Still stressed over last night. Soooo, what kinda power are you hoping for?

Cat starts to walk towards Franklin, his grabby hands wiggling in the air.

Franklin turns his attention toward Cat, “Oh uh, I don’t really know, I never really thought about that. I guess something that would help with work would be really cool!” He hesitates for a second, “So uh, how do we do this? Is there like a magic scepter or something?”

Cat: I just touch you and then you get a power basically, some people get visions, others get like knowledge poured into their brain. There’s this like blue glow.

“Neat!” Franklin responds, “Well let’s just go for it I’m sure whatever happens will be fine!” He closes his eyes and bounces with anticipation.

Cat gets up close and personal and grabs his head, scratching it and petting it. Cat nods and then a soft blue glow radiates out from Franklin’s head.

“SO uh,” Franklin says, still with his eyes closed, “how do I know what happened? Do I get an upgrade screen like in a video game?”

Cat: Yeah, think the words “Status Window” and you should get some info. Basically name, age, energy, and power. Or I could just read it out for you.

Franklin scrunches up his face in thought for a few moments, then opens his eyes and looks around with a grin, “So is there like, a magic word or something or do I just do this stuff? I’m still not really sure how this works but I wanna try it out.”

Willamina: I kind of just think about using my power and it works, BUT you have to experiment. Maybe it’s easier to vocalize it for YOU.

Achievement: “Awakened a creature from another dimension” has been unlocked. +50 AP
Achievement point total is ???/???

Cat: Huh…. Neat!
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Chinzebeth stands up and quietly removes her dress, and hopes no one notices, she then notices her underskirt is missing “I could have sworn I was wearing it a moment ago” she mutters

“You go girl!” Mary Kil hollers.

“Err yes Mary” Chinzebeth smiles, not able to be angry at her adorable fluffy face.

Franklin looks over to see what Mary is shouting about, and shoots Chinzebeth a quick wolf whistle. "Looking good, your majesty!"

“That’s right, Franklin!” Mary shouts, pumping her tiny fist.

Arthurius gives Queen Chinzebeth a thumbs up.

“Don’t worry about missing clothes, happens all the time,” Landi chimes in.

“More often when you’re around Landi,” Serah adds.

Chinzebeth waves awkwardly: “oh thank you everyone . . . you may continue your prior conversations” her smile is at least partially genuine for the attention. The queen then hands her dress to Franklin “I doubt it will suit you but I imagine one of your many lady friends might appreciate it . . . ” she gives a sidelong glance at Serah.

“Thanks your Majesty! I’m actually still single,” Franklin’s gaze follow’s Chinzebeth’s glance, “at the moment, but I’ll think of you every time I see it!”

Cat: I dunno, I think it’d look cute on Franklin.

Cat gives him a little wink.
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“Dangit! I got no luck tonight!” Mary says with a huff, tossing her cards on the table and stripping off her garter belt, leaving only her garters on.

She wads the thing up and tosses it sick layup hoopshot-style to Franklin. “I think it’d look good on you,” she says, nodding appreciatively.

"Well I can't put anything on while the game's going," Franklin responds as he nabs the lacy belt out of the air, "But I'll try it on as soon as we're done!"

“You’re staring at me,” Landi says warily. “I know that look. That’s the look of a fox about to eat me.”

Mary is taken aback “Woah! Uh, aside from questions about how you’d know that look, I uh … no, it’s just, you know, earlier ‘n all, and, uh, I was just thinkin’ about how you’re cute ‘n all, and I ain’t never seen a person like you, size-wize, y’know, and uh, how that’d … like, logistically speaking … “ Mary takes a drink with purpose, intent on not having to finish her sentence.

“If you’re asking how I manage to fit all this awesome in such a small package, the answer is practice,” Landi says, “But I think you might be asking about something else…”

Landi scales Mary’s ruff like a mountain. She flaps her heavy wings, giving her just enough lift to reach Mary’s nose and give her a dainty peck.

There’s the briefest tingle of electricity. Warmth spreads over Mary’s snout and spills downwards, filling her stomach with butterflies.

“That’s how it works!” Landi chirps, climbing back down extra carefully. “Now try to imagine how it’d feel if I was loaded up on dust…”

“Like cocaine?” Mary asks, then shakes her head, still a little dazed and feeling a bit bad for whoever will have to clean her chair.

“Where do you think they got the idea for cocaine?”

“Did you just try and take credit for cocaine?” Serah laughs.
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Franklin waves his hands around while muttering as many different magic words as he can think of, producing no noticeable effect. He leans back in his chair and sighs, clearly frustrated, before thrusting his hands in the air and shouting "GATE!"

Cat: Try putting more ENERGY into it, it might take more energy then you have to do what yer trying to do.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"What exactly is Franklin doing with his power?"

"Well," Franklin replies, "Nobody seems to believe me about asslantis, so I thought that maybe I could use this power to-" there's a sudden sound somewhere between a hushed zipper opening and paper tearing, and there is what can only be described as a hole in the air, behind which there is a small horse battling sick-ass demons in cyberhell.

Willamina: UHH WHAT?

Arthurius is a little scared.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"Oh shit! Did you just rip a hole in this dimension! I-I know I asked for proof earlier, but I am NOT going to be paying to fix damages to some kind of dimensional tribunal because I asked for proof! My team is having trouble trying to find work for money as is!"

Landi: Nice! Not bad for your first portal!

Franklin seems stunned at the hole's appearance, but his eyes quickly brighten as his smile widens.

"Glyt!" shouts Franklin, "It worked!"

The tiny horseman finishes blasting away the nearest two demons “Franky! My partner in dick stomping! What’s up boonta champ?”

“Playin’ some strip poker with some new friends!” Franklin calls back happily, “One of them gave me superpowers, I opened this gate we’re talking through!”

“Your friend’s an adventurer?” Serah says, shocked. “Does that mean you’re an adventurer too? Oh! You went to that underground butt city and fought stuff!” Serah reels from the realization that maybe, just maybe, she has something in common with Franklin.

“Well,” Franklin answers, “I’m a firefighter now, but I suppose I did go on a pretty big adventure!”

Glyt peers into the portal, not even needing to look at the demons to hit them straight in the head “Wowza Franky! Who’s this skanty minx and can I get her number?? “

Franklin points over at the topless dog drunkenly swaying at the other end of the table, “Oh, you mean Alma? I’ll ask her for you!” He cranes his neck back towards her, “Hey Alma, my cool friend wants to know if he can have your number. I think he thinks you’re cute!”

Cat: Damn, that’s sick as hell. Though uh, we probably shouldn’t tell Cannie about this, or uh Bobby’s power I guess.

Willamina: Yeah, it might uh, be COUNTERPRODUCTIVE. Not sure if Bobby can fully control it either? It’s at least fine when he has the slushees.

Arthurius waves one of his business cards to get Glyt's attention

:sp_arthurius_3: :"Glyt was it? Hi I'm Arthurius, a dreamcier and a nightmare bounty hunter! If the dream you're visiting is invaded by a nightmare, give us a call in your dream with this business card! We'll capture it for you, free of charge!"

He attempts to throw the card through the portal, but instead of going in it, it phases through it and lands on the floor near Franklin.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"Oh, umm… can you get that, franklin?"

“Oh yeah, sure.” Franklin bends over to pick up the card, “Apparently if I make a portal really far away it takes way too much energy to go through it. I wonder if that means…”
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“Oooh, lookit the little fairy, all out of juice! Just like you wanted!” Landi shouts at Arthurius over her glass. “Well, are you happy now?”

Arthurius’ eyes light up

:sp_arthurius_3: :"I’ll say I am! Your magic was a lot more impressive than I thought! You turning Alma pink like that was fun to see, and there was something beautiful and dreamlike about seeing Mary Kil sparkle like that. And the swimsuit, errr… while really... *ahem* risque, feels nice and comforting to the touch. I’m almost tempted to have you meet my sister and maybe see about coming up with some fun dream creations together with her!"
“Do they not have sarcasm where you’re from?” Landi asks, ironically not being sarcastic. “It sounds like you’re being, uh, flatteringly honest.”

Arthurius rests his arms on the table, and then rests his chin on top of his arms to make better eye contact with Landi.

:sp_arthurius_3: :”Look, I apologize for the whole, ‘trying to get your dust taken away’ thing. Part of it was because, well, that mad hatter comment you made wasn’t nice, damnit, so I wanted to get back at you for that. But the bigger reason is, I can see that you have a lot of great and untapped potential with your magic, Landi, and I wanted to see you bring it all out instead of seeing it stagnate like that. I mean, I’ll admit the glow surrounding you with your fairy dust was kinda neat, but what you were able to accomplish with that dust was a lot grander, and shows a lot of limitless potential in your magic that could use to help make a difference to better people’s lives, and even your own life if you just tried. So I wanted to help encourage your growth with my little stunt, Landi.”

“I’m gonna be one hundred percent honest with you, Professor,” Landi says, her voice wavering a little drunkenly. “I tuned out riiiiiiiight after you said you apologize and I spent the rest of the lecture staring up your nose.”

:sp_arthurius_3: :"It's actually more of a snoot, err, I mean snout… anyway, as I was saying… ummmmm… uhhh… what were we talking about again?"
Landi quickly shifts her eyes around the room, looking for something else to talk about instead of having to continue the boring lecture. Suddenly, her eyes freezes at the net behind Arthurius, and she starts to tense up.

“S-Serah! That flyswatter behind hatty boi is looking reeeeally menacing right now...”

Arthurius’ bottom right ear slightly twitches upon hearing Landi nervously talk about his dreamcatcher net. Concerned that a troublemaking nightmare creature may have somehow followed him into this realm, he decides to address the fairy’s statement.

:sp_arthurius_3: :Hm? If you feel threatened by this, then that could only mean… you’re a nightmare creature, aren’t you?
“Yeah! Your worst nightmare!” Landi hides behind her bottle of Absinthe.

“Don’t listen to her,” Serah says. “She’s harmless. Unless you give her too many margaritas.”
Arthurius looks over at Serah in confusion.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"wait, you’ve known this nightmare creature for a while? That doesn’t really make sense, the only way a nightmare could have entered this reality is if one had stealthily followed me here into this dimension just now… unless…

In his drunken state, he can only come up with an illogical conclusion.

:sp_arthurius_3: :*GASPS* SHE MUST BE YOUR SLEEP PARALYSIS DEMON! Am I right, Lady Kensington!? She hasn’t been tormenting you long, has she???"

“Yes,” Serah sighs. “Yes she has.”

“Yes!” Landi laughs. “Yes I have!”

:sp_arthurius_3: :"Poor dreamer." Arthurius says sympathetically to Serah.

He then reaches over to his dreamcatcher net,stands up on his chair, and begins to step onto the table about to capture what he thinks is a sleep paralysis demon. Landi is trembling in fear behind the bottle.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"My dreamcatcher can catch all sorts of nightmares that scare dreamers. Do you wish for me to capture your sleep demon, or do you want to deal with it yourself and conquer your fears?"

“I’m fairly certain she’s only a waking nightmare,” Serah smiles. “But I think I know someone who could use a good night’s sleep... I might ask for some tips later. Thank you for the kind offer.”

Arthurius sits back down, places his net back where it was, and nods in understanding as he passes his shoes over to Franklin..

:sp_arthurius_3: :"You’re a courageous dreamer, Serah. I’ll be able to answer any questions you want regarding our dreamworlds anytime."

Landi pokes her head around the side of the bottle. “Yeah, you better run!”
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Serah rolls her eyes at Landi, who is doing her best to hide behind her bottle of absinthe. “For a party fairy, you’ve got some odd hang-ups,” she says, fishing the waistband of her tights out from under her corset. She struggles to get it free with clumsy hands.

Landi grumbles.

Serah finally manages to slip her tights off and sashays over to Franklin to deposit her nylons in his lap.

“It’s not superpowers,” Serah says, tugging nervously on the trim of her panties, “But it’s the thought that counts, isn’t it?”

Franklin looks down at the stockings in his lap, and then up at Serah tugging at her panties, saying, “Well that’s gonna count a lot because I don’t think I’m gonna be able to stop thinking about this!” as he folds up the stockings and sets them on top of his pile of clothes.

Serah scurries back to her seat, trying to hide her smile and failing miserably.

“This sucks,” Landi huffs from behind her glass of absinthe. “I was so glowly just a few minutes ago. Now I’m stuck like this for hours. Bleh!”

Willamina: You just gotta IMPRESS us with your GLOWY personality instead, like everyone else!

“Bite me,” Landi glow-ers.

Chinze smiles maliciously “Not so proud now silly little fey! Only one person will keep their dignity at this table and I fully intend for it to be me!”

Willamina gets up and there’s a light breeze that ever so slowly pushes Landi towards a walking Willamina who opens her mouth wide pantomiming a biting motion.

“Serah? Serah! Help!” Landi flutters her wings and clutches her napkin nervously. “She’s totally joking and it’s not funny!

“Please don’t eat my fairy,” Serah asks Willamina with a grin. “Landi, you realize that no one here would think seeing you was a big deal if you didn’t make it such a big deal?”

“But it is!”

Cat starts sputtering laughter and the breeze pushing Landi towards Willamina stops, she also sits back down and starts giggling incessantly. The pair take more swigs of party juice and it looks like they’re getting to the goofy side of intoxication.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"It's probably a fairy thing, but why do you love glowing like a lightbulb so much, Landi? It was kind of hurting my eyes directly looking at your light earlier to be honest."

“Oh, now you’ve done it,” Serah groans. She raises her glass for a sip to blunt the windstorm a-coming.

“Why? Why is glowyness so great and cool and sexy? What kind of question is that?” Landi stomps her foot. “It’s literally magic! It’s me! It’s pure, undiluted me! You felt it, didn’t you? When you sneezed? That little awesome feeling of energy and drive and peppy zip-zap? That’s what it feels like to be me! Twenty-four seven! And glowyness is literally what that looks like! It keeps me safe and lets me live! A fairy that runs low on glow is just... naked!”

Arthurius is thinking about this while nodding, but the drinks had clouded his thoughts to make him think a little bit illogically.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"I think I get it, so what you're saying is, if I truly want to know what it's like to be me, I need to find out how to get myself to glow? Interesting. But... Hm… It's too bad I don't have the means to do it..."
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“Also I’m cold now.” Landi rubs her arms. “Fortunately, they make drinks for that.”

Alma sits up and smirks smugly. "It's cold? But the alcohol isn't even freezing. It’s downright tropical in here."

SparkleMary pipes up. “I get it! Now that I’m all shimmery I’m gonna feel downright boring once it wears off!”

Arthurius thinks about Mary’s statement.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"Now I have to figure out a way to shine brightly..."

Mary drinks more punch directly from the spigot and seems to think about something even harder while she eyeballs Landi. “Y’know, if you’re cold … “ she fluffs her cleavage invitingly.

“Don’t mind if I do!” Landi jogs awkwardly across the table, her wings slowing her down. She holds out her arms expectantly. “C’mon, I need uppies. It’s really hard to fly like this.”

Mary doesn’t hesitate to pick her up gently, like hamburger, and bring her to the milky white valley of her fluffy cleavage. She settles Landi amongst the floof and giggles. “Pretty dang rare that I’m biggern’ anybody ever. Makes me feel all protective and comfortin’ and stuff, like I got to keep you safe.” She pets Landi’s head gently with one finger.

“Told you I was pettable,” Landi says, letting out a sigh of relief. Her wings tense and fold neatly to nestle as deep as she can in Mary’s cleavage, and soon she’s just a scruffy head poking out from a floof bunker. “Oh, yeah. I feel right at home in all this sparkle. You said I got cuter when I helped you out with that? I think you got cuter too.”

“Oh uh! Is that so?“ Mary stammers. She brushes the side of Landi’s head with her muzzle so she can whisper directly into her tiny ear in a thick, husky (corgi?) voice. “I .. I ain’t gonna lie. You got me horned up somethin’ fierce.”

“Oh yeeeeeeeah~~~?” Landi asks, shuffling around excitedly. She pokes her head up and grins. “Well, how about I tell you a little secret?”

Slowly, the tips of Landi’s wings rise up out of Mary’s cleavage.

“If you rub my wings between your big, soft paw pads, and you do it just right... it feels really, really good.”

Mary waggles her eyebrows. “Is ‘at right?” she says, keeping her voice low, before reaching down with her stumpy index finger and trying her hardest to find that spot. She even presses her snoot against the base of Landi’s spine and gives her a long lick up her back, between her wings.

Landi’s whole body shudders and she gives a quiet, quivering mewl. “Aw, yeah. Yeah, like that. Keep looking, you’ll find it.”
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:sp_arthurius_3: :"My turn to deal the cards? Welllll… okaaaay… I'm pretty bad at shuffling cards though..."

Arthurius grabs the deck, and proceeds to shuffle them. However, his fingers slip which causes all the cards to scatter all over the place, some of his business cards somehow getting into the mix too.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"OH SHIT!!"

Arthurius in a panic tries to grab the cards flying all over the place back to minimize the mess being made.

“Pffft!” Serah giggles, nearly knocking her glass over. “Hehe! Someone’s drunk!”

Conveniently, everyone gets two cards slid towards them faced down as well as the flop and the turn being set in place during the incident.

The turn and flop cards are 3 of Clubs, 4 of Spades, Queen of Spades, and King of Hearts

:sp_arthurius_3: :"Oh, everything worked out in the end. That was lucky. Sorry for the mess, everyone, I’ll clean it up right away."

He proceeds to pick up the extra cards that are scattered on the table and floor.

“I’m puttin’ my Gene Point up instead of my sexy garters.” Mary Kil says, not looking at her cards. Landi is still ensconced in her cleavage. “An’ I dare Alma to gimme an open-mouth kiss with tongue if I win.” She begins rubbing the fairy’s wings between her fingertips.

Chinzebeth gasps in astonishment “I must have that gene point! I’ll bet anything on it! I’ll start with my crown!”

Chinzebeth mutters to herself “Just need a 10, a 10 of diamonds and I’ll have my dream pet!”

Upon hearing Chinzebeth betting her crown, Arthurius’ heart starts pounding fast, and he is trying to take deep long breaths to keep himself from getting overly excited. He tries to speak.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"C-C-Cro-cr"

It’s no use, his love of headwear and the chance to get a particularly good headwear for his large hat collection makes it difficult for him to form words. He decides to take a long sip of his Absinthe to calm himself as he thinks of a good way to negotiate with the Queen.

:sp_arthurius_3: :”Queen Chinzebeth, If I may ask, I would love to help you get your Gene Point from Mary, you deserve it so much more than any of us. So to raise your odds: if I win, I will be sure to give the Gene Point to you and only you… and umm… as for my dare… ummm."

Arthurius thinks for a moment, trying to think of a really good dare.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"It’s the same dare idea that I had earlier, but with something added: If I win, I dare both Lady Kensington, and Queen Chinzebeth to order their partners Landi, and Kog to strip with them to the equal amount of clothing they have for the rest of the game! They can only be allowed to put their clothes back on until after the game ends, so you can't order them to put their clothes back on until the game ends! It's unfair for them to be here and watch us strip while they’re fully clothed."

Arthurius then whispers to himself.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"3 of spades. Please! I need a 3. A 3 of spades would really be helpful. I really need that crown for my collection!"

Will and Cat look at each other in deep contemplation for a moment before chatting.

Willamina: You know, an EXTRA body, specifically of a supersoldier would be pretty useful for the dungeon RUN.

Cat: Yeah I agree. Guess we can only leave it up to fate. Maybe a King or Queen will appear to even our odds.

Alma squints at her cards, then at the table, then back to the cards until a look of realization crosses her features.

Serah twirls her hair and furrows her brow. “Oh, dear,” she mumbles, giving her corset a forlorn look.

Franklin is busy trying to toss a snortilla chip into his mouth through a small gate, and doesn't seem to even notice his cards.
No. 1001562 ID: 629f2e

Give 'em an 8 of clubs, reminding them both that fate is cruel and uncaring.
No. 1001564 ID: 1d109c

I pick 3 of spades, It seems something cool might happen if this number wins(even more stripping)
No. 1001606 ID: 2c3010

3 of spades, let's give Arthurius the hat he craves.
No. 1001625 ID: 582e7a

I vote for 3 of Spades for more occurrings of stripping and fueling Arthurius' maybe hat fetish.
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Landi, meanwhile, is taking the time to enjoy Mary’s drunken massage. She totally misheard Landi’s direction about what to do, but feels nice enough, and Mary’s eagerness almost makes up for her mistaken technique.

“Higher… a little higher... right there…” Landi arches her back like a cat, lifting herself out of Mary’s cleavage and leaning into her touch. “Aw, yeah. That’s nice.”

Willamina grabs the camera and starts slowly pointing it in Landi’s direction. But Landi’s too alert for Willamina’s shenanigans.

“No!” Landi shrieks, retreating into her floof bunker and ending Mary’s massage. “I am not ready for my close-up!”

Mary looks confused, not being remotely alert at this point, until she notices what’s going on. She seems slightly disappointed when she realizes that Will wasn’t trying to take a picture of her breasts.

Willamina: AWW c’mon, I even got you this absinthe. PUHLEAAAAASE. I might meet another fairy soon, we can show him your picture and maybe set up a DAAAATE?

“You want to show him WHAT?!” Landi says, her voice hitting octaves unheard of. “Oh no! Nonono! That’s so… so… not classy!”

Willamina: Pshhh who cares about being CLASSY. Plus I bet it’s hard meeting another fairy on the dating market. What if he ran a DUNGEON, would that perk your interest?
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“I didn’t say I wasn’t interested,” Landi says, “But you don’t… you don’t show the goods before you even meet the guy! That’s not how dating works! You need to build up to it!”

Willamina narrows her eyes and looks at Landi’s head poking out of Mary’s cleavage.

Willamina: DID you think I wanted to get an upskirt of you or something? It can just be like a regular PICTURE? I mean I’ll take an upskirt too, but that’s besides the point!

:sp_arthurius_3: :"What is the big deal anyway? I’m pretty sure fairy dating profiles are just pictures of lens flare."

“You can tell a lot about me by my glow. It’s tasteful to have a bit of silhouette, but… ugh!” Landi flushes a deep bluish crimson. “Just… is he hot or not? What color is his glow? Does he sparkle or shimmer?” Landi mutters something under her breath. “How big are his wings?”

Willamina: Dunno, we’ll be finding out SOON, though. It’s getting about time to meet him, for better or worse. We heard he likes girls though and wouldn't form a CONTRACT with my grandpa. I’m pretty sure he has 8 wings though.

“Eight? Oh wow.” Landi flushes deeper. “The things we could do…” Her wings quiver in anticipation.

Landi shakes her head and breaks herself out of her fantasy, realizing she can’t ignore what’s in front of her. “Uh, Mary, is it okay if I interrupt this regularly scheduled back rub to take a little time and show off? You can have some pictures of me, too!”

“I guess,” Mary says, huffing. She grins to show she’s not actually upset. “I would like to rub on your wings a little though when you’re done, if that’s ok?”
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“Yes! More than okay!” Landi says eagerly. She slowly lifts herself out of her hidey hole between Mary’s breasts.“Well, Willamina, I’m trusting you not to lead with these! These pictures have to be delivered so they make me look awesome and sexy, not like I share them with anybody who runs a dungeon!”

Willamina proceeds to coax Landi into posing in different manners, both on air and on the table, and near the bottle. At first it’s a little awkward as Landi doesn't know what to do.

“Um… I’m not exactly sure how to pose for these,” Landi says, and helps herself to a little more of her drink. “How do you dim bulbs do it?”

Cat: Well you have to like use your natural sex appeal and like sorta show off your good side. Maybe do some classic standing/sitting/laying poses. Though uh, I dunno what’s specifically attractive to Fairies.

Willamina: Maybe some nice wing shots since you seem to be fond of those. Just uh, try a variety of poses you think are cool. I’ll snap a bunch and we can pick the best ones.

“Stick yer ass out and show off your titties!” Mary loudly opines from across the table. It appears she’s been making liberal use of the party punch spigot in Landi’s absence.

“Hmm. Show off my titties…” Landi squeezes her arms together and sighs, then moves on to a different position.
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Soon, Landi leans into it and starts posing in a variety of different ways. Some are kind of subtle, some accentuate her wings (Will made sure to get her panties in that one). Another one is of her kinda sitting down with her legs splayed, bent a little forward, finger on her lip; that shot came out okay. Will gets a headshot but from a lower angle so it shows off her cleavage and even makes it seem a little larger.

Willamina: Maybe some with the bottle too!

Landi: Oooh, good idea!

They move over to the absinthe bottle. Landi gets a little into it and starts poledancing again, pictures are flying out of the camera left and right as they cycle through the film. The last few shots end up being upskirts like Willamina planned, as Landi kind of forgot the purpose of the exercise and just got carried away from all of the attention.
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Eventually, after a pile of increasingly risqué photos starts building up, the photos stop coming out of the camera.

Willamina: Oh, shoot. Out of film, hey cat, GIMME my ring.

Cat hands over a ring and Willamina puts it on, a roll of film magically appearing out of it in her hand. She then slots that into the Camera.

Willamina: I have no idea why I removed this before the game.

Landi: You have to use items to use interdimensional storage inventory? It must suck to be a human. Hey, watch this! Woo!

Landi does a full inversion, with her weight on the bottle and counter-balancing with her wings. She lands with a hard thud, dizzy and outfit horrendously out of place.

Landi: Ow. Is this what gravity feels like?

“Poor thing!” Mary says, scampering across the table on all fours. She scoops Landi up and fixes her clothes with far more rubbing and petting than is necessary before retreating back to her seat. “Lemme kiss it all better ‘n then we can get back to rubbin’ on you.”

“Whoa!” Landi giggles excitedly, the absinthe finally taking its hold on her. She leans into Mary’s hold and nuzzles up tight. “Yeah. It’s an emergency! I need lots ‘a kisses and TLC, stat! Hehe!”
No. 1001806 ID: ca2950
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Serah reaches out to Alma and hesitates, but ultimately her curiosity wins out and she gives Alma a big ol’ belly rub.

“So soft,” Serah sighs. “Okay, you were right, Alma. You’re very pettable. I don’t know why Landi thinks she’sh higher on the pettability scale than you.”

Alma keeps her arms at her sides and stands straight up, failing to contain a squeaking noise when Serah makes contact. “I told you so.”

Serah hums contentedly and buries her fingers in Alma’s tummy fluff. “So soothing… I’m jealous. You can just rub your tummy whenever you want and de-stress.”

Alma squirms and shuffles her feet. “Does that work if you’re doing it to yourself? W-Wouldn’t it be like tickling and not work unless someone else was doing it?”

“I play with my hair when I get nervous,” Serah says. “If I had your tummy fluff I’d have something even better!”

Arthurius thinks for a moment about where to pet Alma, and decides to give her chin scratches.

Eventually, he drags his finger across the bottom of her chin, and lightly pokes the tip of her nose.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"Boop!"

Booping the snoot seems to have caused Alma to start losing her pink color, almost like her snoot is an on/off switch. Curious, he boops the snoot again to see if the pink color will come back.

Alma hiccups as the last of the fairy coloring pops off in a cloud of sparks.

Arthurius sighs in disappointment.

“Hey, Franklin,” Mary says, “I wanna pet her upper chest area but I can’t reach. Can you gimme a hand?”

“I think so,” Franklin answers, “I’m trying to figure this out but I think I should be able to…” There’s another tearing sound, and a somewhat disorienting ripple appears near Alma’s chest through which Mary can see herself from an odd angle, and when she looks to her side she sees Alma’s chest near enough that she can almost lean into it.

Mary wiggles her fingers underneath Alma’s hair and gives her titty a solid grope.

Alma yelps and recoils from the sudden grabbly fingers. “Iiiieee! That’s not petting at all!” She screams, crossing her arms over her chest.

Mary pats Alma’s forearm instead.

“Bad dog! Bad!” Landi scolds, but can’t help herself from whispering a “Was it worth it?”

Mary just smiles.

Cat heads over and starts fondling Alma’s ears, giving them some scratches in a spot he’s known other beast-kin to like in the past. Maybe she’ll like it too. Willamina joins him in petting her ears and scratching her head, but one hand slips down and just gets a real firm grope on Alma’s ass.
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Franklin is emboldened by his success with the Mary portal and reaches forward under the table. Alma suddenly feels his Powerful Grip on her sides between her ribs and hips, which begin vigorously scruffing!

Alma shrieks and jumps in surprise, puffing off a cloud of residual magic dust.

“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!” she wails, flailing and squirming frantically. “If I win, Franklin has to put a portal with part of his body sticking out that anyone can mess with however they want for the whole round in the middle of the table!”
No. 1002021 ID: 12b116
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Mary is focused, intent on her goal. She approaches the problem with scientific curiosity and thoroughness. As her fingers gently slide across Landi’s wings, she varies the pressure, technique and location of her touches, mostly rubbing the wings between her finger and thumb, but also lightly trailing the edges with her blunt claws, among other various flicks, strokes and pets, her hot breath washing over Landi’s back as she works.

Landi’s wings are as silk spun into air: a faint presence at first, but while Mary works them up and down, back and forth ever so gently, her fingers begin to tingle as the insubstantial wings effortlessly flex and form themselves against her paws.

Landi tosses her head back and hitches her shoulders, leaning into Mary’s touch. Her wings tense and release, flexing and twisting, anticipating Mary’s rhythm and giving tiny jolts of excitement whenever it breaks. Soon her silken wings are quivering and parted, eagerly awaiting more.

Landi’s whole body tenses as Mary’s claws tease the inside edges of her hindwings. She squirms, grabs Mary’s fur tight and braces herself with a shimmy.

Mary is completely unconcerned with who may or may not be watching, utterly fixated on just one thing. “Close aintcha, you horny little minx,” she says as she continues to stroke Landi’s hindwings, switching between dragging the edge of her claws delicately across the rim and grasping and gripping and tugging on the tips. Landi can feel Mary’s breath hotter and more frequently across her back.

“You’re about t’ need some new panties,” Mary says, and then soft lips envelop Landi’s upper wingtip. Mary begins to nibble on the very edge of Landi’s upper wing, and her tongue slides out of her mouth along the side. Going for broke, she grips the lower wings tightly between her thumbs and forefingers, running the claw of one pinky up the inside of Landi’s thigh.

Landi’s whole body arches in shock. She bucks hard against Mary’s teething and gives a soft, wordless plea. Her thighs clench tight over Mary’s claw. She quivers, gasps, tries to hold back, but she’s already sailed over the edge. Landi bites down hard on a tuft of fur just a second too late to stifle a high-pitched squeal.

After seeing what Mary was doing with Landi, Arthurius looks up some massage chairs at an online store on his phone.

Willamina: Hmm, seeing that massage gives me an idea for a dare. ALRIGHT. If we win this round, MARY and uhhhh, Franklin. You two, you have to give me and Cat some BACK massages!

“Huh?” Mary says, suddenly realizing that people were watching her. “Uh!” She flails her arms and takes a long draw from the party punch spigot, covering her face in shame as she tries to sink down in her seat.

“I’m just gonna lie down for a second,” Landi says, utterly drained. She disappears into Mary’s ruff with a deep sigh of contentment.
No. 1002023 ID: 1d109c
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Serah sneaks between Willamina and Chinzebeth so stealthily she only stumbles once.

“Hey!” she whispers loudly. “Heeeeeey!”

“You both’re smart n’ wise n stuff,” Serah says. “He’s… like… sort of into me? But he’s also, like, a dork and maybe he’s jus’ being nishe... sssso… how do I get Franklin to really really go out with me?”

Chinzebeth sneers. “You seem to have him eating out of your hand with such . . . forward displays, I hardly think you need my help with that.” She chuckles to herself. “Though if you needed some help maintaining dignity I might be able to give you some pointers.”

“No dignity here,” Serah says, looking down at herself and giggling. “Oops. I left it at home. Do boys like dignity? Do I need more? Am I messing up?”

Willamina: I mean it seems you’ve got this kind of in hand ALREADY. Though uh, dating someone from another DIMENSION might be kind of hard? Well. He can portal now, so maybe it won’t be that hard after all. You could just ask him out? Or see if he’s into a quickie if you know what I mean?

Serah bites her lip. “You really think he’d say yes if I asked him to… uh… um… ladies don’t normally do the asking where I’m from. He wouldn’t get, um, weirded out?”

“Stop making such a fuss asking a man out is very simple, observe” Chinzebeth advises then turns to Franklin “Sir Franklin, I cordially invite you over for tea with my person, what say you brave knight?”

Franklin looks over to Chinzebeth, the Snortilla chip he was tossing clattering to the table, “Oh sure, Tea’s good. I don’t really know how to get there, but I’m sure I could figure that out.”

“Do not fear I will simply have a chauffeur shuttle pick you up. Dimensional travel is common in most stellar empires” Chinzebeth then helps herself to the fallen Snortilla chip.”oh and if you need to contact me you can use your marvelous new power!”

Serah’s jaw drops at the queen’s forthrightness. She looks at Franklin, then Chinzebeth, then Franklin again, and tries to fight off the invasive thoughts about what “tea with my person” might lead to.

“Did she jusht…” Serah asks Willamina worriedly.

“If I win this hand, Lady Kensington, you must avoid Franklin and his portals.” Chinzebeth smiles viciously “Oh, and if you could pour me another glass, that would be lovely.”
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“But… b-but…” Serah stutters. “You’re bluffing!”

Chinzebeth’s poker face is unparalleled.

“You’re not bluffing…” Serah says. Her eyes dart to Franklin, then back to Chinzebeth.

“You… you.... you!” Serah glowers. “You can’t keep me away from Franklin! And you can get your own drink! Willamina, unlace me! I FOLD!”

Cat pantomimes a trumpet being blared in the background as Willamina goes to remove the corset.


Alma completely gives up on trying to conceal her chest. “If everyone is doing it…”
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As Willamina unstrings the corset, you can hear her giggling in anticipation. Each lace causes Serah’s bountiful bosom to bounce beautifully. As the last one is undone, her breasts pop out like a sparrow through a bush, or a weasel through their burrow. It’s beautiful and awe inspiring. Cat takes two photos to commemorate the moment. One of the photos just so happens to slide in front of Franklin, Willamina’s hand can be seen waving in his direction and a slight breeze can be felt.

Franklin turns his head almost involuntarily and his eyes go wide and his jaw hangs open; the snortilla chip he just tossed through a portal bouncing off his head instead of being caught.

Serah pouts and stares down Chinzebeth with defiance. “So there!”

:sp_arthurius_3: :W...wow… you must really really like Franklin!

Arthurius then thinks about how Franklin has been having all the girls stare at him, take pictures of him, swoon over him, caress him, and ask him out on dates throughout the entire poker game. He whispers to himself as he takes a sip of his drink,

:sp_arthurius_3: :I hate to admit that I’m a bit jealous, heh heh…

Serah sits down quickly, her courage vanishing as quickly as it came. She wraps a lock of hair around her finger and hunches down in her chair. “That was a lot more heroic in my head…”

Willamina: Hey you did a GOOD JOB. He’s flabbergasted over there, see!

“Really?” Serah sneaks a peek over at Flabberfranklin, then pretends she didn’t see him.
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Serah sits with her arms crossed over her chest, wondering if folding was the right move. Landi had disappeared into Mary Kil’s floof before Chinzebeth’s unspeakably cruel dare, so she didn’t have her fairy’s savvy to help in the heat of the moment.

At least Franklin’s definitely interested...

But it’s bad manners for a Lady to be the one asking the man out. Isn’t it? Chinzebeth’s a Queen, everyone has to do what she says. She’s not a Lady, she doesn’t count!

What’s the worst that could happen? Oh, I know! He says no and everyone keeps playing and it’s all awkward, that’s what! What if he says yes, but doesn’t want to come over until way later? Is it okay to ask him to come over right now? Is that being too forward? He doesn’t seem like he wants to come over right now. And things have to be taken at their own pace! Or do they? How fast is fast?

Why is getting a guy to come over so complicated?!
No. 1002123 ID: 5a788d

Franklin is still in, so he has to sit there and play cards. But you've already folded, so you;re free to wander around and do whateeeever you want.
No. 1002167 ID: e51896
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A 3 of Spades is the river.

SERAH has: Folded

ARTHURIUS has: 3 of Spades, and Jack of Diamonds

WILLAMINA AND CAT has: King of Diamonds and 6 of Clubs

MARY KIL has: Queen of clubs, and 10 of clubs,

FRANKLIN has: 6 of Spades, and 2 of Diamonds

ALMA has: King of Spades, and 10 of Diamonds

CHINZEBETH has: Ace of hearts, and Jack of clubs

Arthurius wins the hand with a 3 of a kind!

Will and Cat: Goddess DAMN IT. We had a two pair!

“Wait a minute…” Serah looks at her cards. She blinks. She looks at her cards again. “I could have tied! I had a three and a seven!” She hides her head in her hands and lets out a muffled wail of frustration. “I showed my boobs for no reason at all!”

Chinzebeth gives a wide smile “poor foolish girl” she says with mock sympathy

“So, ‘r you givin’ the gene point to Her Majesty?” Mary asks Arthurius. She seems to be shifting around a bit in her chair. “Mmph,” she grunts.

“YES yes! “ Chinzebeth shrieks desperately “he swore an oath on his honor! It’s mine! Give it to meee!”

Cat just groans in frustration, laying his head on the table. Willamina is dramatically whining nonsense, they’re both obviously drunk and are being theatrical for fun at this point.

Arthurius has been staring at nothing but Chinzebeth’s crown the whole time.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"hmmmmm…… I dunnnnooooooo…"

Arthurius says with a smirk, wanting to tease Chinzebeth a little after she bullied Serah.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"I mean… a gene point is preeeeeety priceless isn’t it? I can’t just give it away without compensation… and that crown of yours is looking very valuable, right? Otherwise… Maybe I should just trade it to Cat and Willamina for a weird superpower after the game and let them take the gene point to… Pervert Land as you called it?… I mean, they do seem a bit down right now…"

“You wouldn’t dare!” Chinzebeth grinds her teeth “You promised me that gene point! I must have it! I simply must have it”

:sp_arthurius_3: : “Whoa, now you’re putting words in my mouth… that hurt my feelings. I know I said I’d be sure to give you the gene point if I won, but I never used the phrase ‘I promise’, did I?”

Arthurius takes a deep breath and sips a bit of his Absinthe, to give himself a little extra courage to push just a little bit further with his negotiation.

:sp_arthurius_3: : “You seem to really want it though… and I’m feeling kinda bad about keeping it from you… tell you what, maybe I can let you have the gene point for both your crown and the gloves? Think about it, the potential to own a pet corgi soldier, it can be yours for just nothing more than the crown and the gloves! Imagine the amount of petting you can give it. The loving licking kisses you’ll receive, the amount of smothering you can give it, its unconditional loyalty…”

Chinzebeth twitches in fury “FINE, FINE! Just give me my gene point, you weaselly little troll!”

Arthurius nods at Mary, giving her the okay to give Chinzebeth the gene point. Upon receiving the gene point from Mary, Queen Chinzebeth passes the gloves to Arthurius, and then forcefully throws her crown with her wig attached to it at Arthurius’ head as hard as she can, bonking him.

:sp_arthurius_3: : “YOWTCH!”

Arthurius is knocked off his chair and falls to the floor.
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Willamina gets up on the chair and pulls off her dress from the bottom, throwing it on top of Arhthurius who is knocked out on the floor. She then plops down on the table and SLAMS her Breasts on the table with a big laugh!

Cat: How do you like THEM REDS!

Serah is confused for a moment. “Reds? Oh! You mean apples!” She cradles her chest tighter to protect her apple cart.

Willamina: APPLES? What’s that? The name of a friend of yours?

“No, they’re a kind of fruit,” Franklin interjects, suddenly aware of the other things going on around the table; “They grow in a tree, do they not have those where you’re from?”
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Cat: Fruits? You mean like REDS, ORANGES, YELLOWS, and PINKS, yeah, those grow on trees where we’re from. We’ve also got BLUES, BLACKS, MAROONS, and other kinds of berries that grow on bushes.

Willamina: Guess it makes sense that THEY’D have different words for their fruits. Different worlds and all.

Mary seems like she’s about to say something, then suddenly bites her bottom lip and sharply exhales. She breathes in through her nose and then tries again.

“Nice t-ohhhh” she moans, panting and fanning herself, and then gives Will a thumbs-up.
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Alma takes off her boots and lobs them at Arthurius, just as he is climbing back up to the table. “I can’t keep taking off all the good stuff at once, so you can have these, but yer proloby a big perfert that gets off on women’s shoes or something. Pervert!”

“Woo!” Mary says, although her exclamation is cut short with a sharp intake of breath. She wipes her brow with a suspiciously dress-shaped napkin. “Yeah! T-throwin’ stuff!” Mary says, her breath catching again as she grips the edge of the table and bites her bottom lip.

“He’s not a shoe pervert!” Serah says. “He’s only got a hat hard-on!”

Alma waves her flask of party juice around willy-nilly. “That’s even worse! I’ve never even heard of that!”

“Ooooh, that does sound horrible,” Serah realizes. “You’d have to tell them the entire date that your eyes are down here!”

“Y-yeahhhhhh!” Mary says, breathing heavily. “That’s right!” she pants. “Just like that! What Serah said!”

“Yeah!” Serah takes a swig of her party punch and nods. “You’d be like, lower! Lower! Come on, you can pay attention to something other than that!”

“Lower! That’s right!” Mary digs her fingers into the felt.

“I can… kinda see the appeal,” Serah ponders. “In bad weather, you could kiss all you want and never get wet!”

Alma snorts. “Wow. Somebody is really bad at kissing.”

“Kisses under the hat should get you really, really wetttt…” Mary says as she exhales, squirming.

“Yeah! See, Alma? Mary gets it! Thanks Mary!”

”Fucking shit Landi” Mary mutters under her breath, “N-no, Serrrrrrahhhhh! Thank you!”
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Chinzebeth remembers something “Mr Sillyman, women are getting indecent, you best put on thatf blindfold, and take off a couple articles of clothing as per Mr.Arthurius’ Dare.”

Kog shrugs, : “Uh, yeah sure”

Kog Sillyman, manservant and part-time wallflower, removes his neckruff dutifully. He drops it on Arthurius, waking him up from a boot projectile related injury.

:sp_arthurius_3: :Ugh… whu? What happened? How long was I out?

He notices the crown next to him, gasps, and grabs it, holding it close to his chest.

Serah raises her eyebrows, but remembers that Kog is furniture and should be treated as such, and looks back at the real source of her problems: Queen Chinzebeth. So smug. So happy. So excited. So .... ah, she can’t stay mad at somebody so gleeful over getting a fluffy pet. Er, servant! Not pet. Definitely not a pet.

“So you lost, but also won,” Serah says. “Congratulations on your new Mary-like-person, I guess. Also, congratulations to you too, Arthurius. Even if you didn’t really win my corset. Why did I fold?!?!”

Kog shrugs “Seems to me both you and her majesty had your eyes on the prize, her majesty wanted the coin, and you I guess wanted Franklin . . . or maybe not, what do I know.”

:sp_arthurius_3: :And I won a golden crown... with diamonds! I’m so happy right now, that even if nobody takes my bounty hunting services here, this trip was well worth it. I actually own a huge collection of hats in my closet, and this one is a very valuable addition to my collection and is going in a special secure spot in a safe… oh yeah! Thanks, your majesty!

“This is marvelous! Truly marvelous!” Chinzebeth exclaims. “Mary, I say I am quite happy you came!”

“Ah’m real close,” Mary squirms in her seat and slaps the table, then shakes her head roughly. “Uh, yes! Glad yer’ so h-haaaaappy!”

“Did you have a particular Mary-person in mind when you asked for the Gene Point?” Serah asks, curious.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Chinzebeth exclaims. “Why, I would choose an elegant but ferocious creature! One that could match my magnificence and power!”

“What about a fox?” Serah says. “Foxes are nice, aren’t they?”

Cat: I dunno I’d ask for like some kinda tiger or rhyno person probably.

Willamina: What about a HIPPO? They’re deadly!

:sp_arthurius_3: :My sis has a pet Tapir that she created, and they’re really good at eating nightmares. Imagine the sweet dreams you’ll have without having to worry about nightmares if you have a tapir soldier each night eating them!

“Um …” Serah frowns. “I think my fox- I mean, friend! Might not get along with a tapir. It’s nishe idea though.”

Arthurius shrugs

:sp_arthurius_3: :Well, it is the queen’s C.Org, not ours, so...

Alma wrinkles her nose. “Nobody else findsh it a little morally queshtionable to be fabricating people ash slaves? And this is comin’ from someone that works in a lab where they’re just growing monsters in the basement.”

Serah is too drunk to stop fantasizing about new pets.

Chinzebeth is intrigued by Serah’s earlier comments “Lady kensington you have a beastman pet? How wonderful! We should arrange some play dates!”
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Mary slams her fists on the table, doubling over, twisting and writhing in her chair before she arches her back and screams “AH! AH! C-C!”

“Gesundheit,” Serah says with an absentminded glance leading into a wide-eyed double take.

“AHM CUMMIN!” She hollers, her words trailing off into a long, ululating howl as she rocks back in her chair, eyes rolled back, white-knuckled grip on the edge of the table. As her howl slowly tapers off, she slumps down in her chair, sliding halfway out of view.

“Huh-wha?” Franklin startles, suddenly snapping back to attention. “What’s going on?”

“Wait, is that what I think it is?” Serah studies a suspiciously-familiar napkin on the table. Then, quick as a flash, a tiny blue arm reaches up and snatches it under the table.

There’s a slight shuffling sound, and Landi clambers onto the table. Her whole body is drenched in … fluid, but her dress is only slightly crumpled and just a little sweaty.

“So what’d I miss?” Landi says with a roguish grin. “I mean, aside from Serah getting her titties out! Can’t say I’m surprised.”

Willamina: I WANT what she’s having, that looked great!

“Get in line, Bacon Bits!” Landi giggles.

:sp_arthurius_3: :... ummmm… I'm just going to let you two borrow this to clean yourselves up.

While blushing, He passes Mary and Landi what he thinks is a towel, too drunk to realize it is actually the belt he won from Chinzebeth much earlier in the poker game.

“Hey thanks!” Landi says, wiping herself down, leaving a shining sheen on her hair and wings. “Guess this rag is the closest I’ll get to a royal flush tonight.”

Mary stares off into space with a silly grin on her face.

“I can’t believe you two,” Serah says. “Why did I even bring you if not to embarrass me?”

“You’re doing a great job all by yourself!” Landi says.

Mary slowly returns to reality. “When I say that girl,” she points at Landi, “Knows her way around a pussy, I mean it pret-ty literally.” She smiles and picks the Gene Point token up from the table. “Well then!” she says. “I’d best go trade this in for Her Majesty’s C.Org.”

“Alrighty! Gimme just a sec.” She plops off her chair, wobbling slightly, and skitters off into the darkness, leaving a trail of moisture behind. There’s a bright blue flash, and silence.

“Hold on wait, is the round over?” Franklin asks, “What’d I even have? Did I win?”

:sp_arthurius_3: :Whoa! Is she alright over there?! And wasn't Bobby Slurpps over there too?! I'm concerned… should we be checking to see if they're not hurt or-

Another flash accompanies Mary scampering back to her seat, followed by a tall swan decked out in military gear.

“Grimothy, at your service, your Majesty,” the swan says to Chinzebeth, clicking the heels of his boots together and bowing.

“OH! He’s perfect!” Chinzebeth claps her hands with glee “He’s everything I could have hoped for!”

“Glad I can be of some use to you, Majesty,” he says, moving to stand behind her hoverthrone.

Mary, in the meantime, settles back down in her seat, sighs, leans back, and returns to soaking in her post-orgasmic bliss.
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Arthurius notices the portal to Cyberhell is still open, and decides to ask Glyt a question once he finds a break in the action against the cyber demons

:sp_arthurius_3: : Hey Glyt, so Franklin said that he met with some people in a kingdom that were literally butts, and opened a portal to see if you had some photographic proof...

“You just want to see big butts!” Serah teases. “Arthurius likes butts! Hehe!”

“Who doesn’t want to see big butts?” Glyt adds

Arthurius becomes very flustered

:sp_arthurius_3: :Do-don't be kink shaming-er-I mean, LISTEN! All I wanted to do was get some proof of that unbelievable statement that sentient butts exist because Im generally intrigued in knowing how they can even function in life and...

Arthurius suddenly realizes that statement came out really wrong and now finds that Serah is snickering even more. He quickly finishes his Absinthe in response. In his somewhat drunken state, he out of habit called Serah by someone else’s name as a result of her bullying.

:sp_arthurius_3: :S...STOP IT, LILLY!!

He sinks in his chair, trying to make himself invisible to everyone at the table

“Woah! Franky these hot babes . . . and less hot guys don’t believe our epic adventures? Even after you showed them your assx? That’s rough!” Glyt feigns concern

“Well in fairness,” Franklin responds, “I didn’t bring my assx with me to the party, it’s still back at my apartment.”

Cat: I mean it sounded unlikely, but if there were some kind of anthro penis people then that artifact he has totally makes sense. And if I’m making the mental leap of there being peni-people then there are probably ass-people too.

“I knew you were telling the truth, Frank...y?” Serah tests out Franklin’s nickname, hoping nobody notices.

Franklin’s ears involuntarily twitch toward Serah.

“Ass people would probably be pretty wary around penis people.You;d never want to turn your back on them… or front. How would that…” Alma trails off, squinting while staring into the distance. ”Ugh… That’s the worst.”

“I mean the Pen Islanders weren’t really people, they were like these weird Monsters that the Vagiants made for their war against the Asslanteans,” Franklin corrects Alma matter-of-factly, “But they lost control of them and it led to both of their civilizations getting fucked.”

“I got you covered boonta champ!” Glyt pulls out an Asslantian talisman, “I keep this around for luck! Only a talking butt person could make something like this . . . or like a really horny person who likes talking butts maybe!”

:sp_arthurius_3: :W...why was he looking at me when he said that???!

Tired of the bullying, Arthurius sinks further down his chair until he is hiding under the table

“Thanks for the help Glyt!” Franklin chimes in, “I need to get back to the game I think I zoned out for a minute and missed some stuff, I’ll be sure to call you back sometimes when there’s less demons around so we can catch up!”

Franklin looks around the table to attempt to figure out what happened while he was distracted, it looks like the game was a tie! He stands up and steadies himself on the table while he uncharacteristically sheepishly pulls off his Sporty Shorts, standing fully nude except for his socks! He walks around the table toward Arthurius and Serah.

Willamina: Uh-oh Serah! Watch out for the DANGER NOODLE!

Cat: The danger is his penis! So is the noodle.

Serah stiffens in her seat. She tries to hide her excitement by playing with her hair, but immediately gives up. It’s the hardest thing in the world for her to keep her eyes where they should be.

“Mmmmn delectable~” Chinzebeth coos while admiring Franklin

“Well, it looks like everyone else is giving stuff to Arthurius, so I guess since it’s a tie I should make sure that Serah gets some of the clothes, so I think I’ll give these to Serah!”

“Really?!” Serah reaches out with both hands eagerly.

Cat: Uh, I’m not sure that’s how this game work-

Willamina: SHHHHHH. Look how happy she is!

Cat: Uh, yeah. HAPPY. That’s totally the word I’d use.

:sp_arthurius_3: :Actually, I was the one who… ummm... nevermind… Serah can have it. Just don't throw any clothing at me… please!

He rubs his throbbing head in pain.

“Thank you, Franky!” Serah clutches the Sporty Shorts to her chest happily. “Um. It’ll be nice to know I don’t have to flop home- I mean WALK home naked!”

Serah’s just too excited at this point to do anything but clutch Franklin’s shorts and smile. She so, so wants to grab Franklin’s tail and pay him back for grabbing her butt earlier, but she can’t bring herself to do it.

Franklin gives Serah a wink, and then walks back around the table to his seat - picking up his fallen snortilla chip and trying one more time to toss it through a portal, with no success.

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Serah tries to shuffle the cards one-handed and fails miserably. She resigns herself to doing her job properly, bites her lip and gets to work, clearly still regretting folding the round before.
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“Beefy Right Arm of the Forbidden One?” Serah says, confused. “Are these even the right cards?”

“Hmm!” Mary says, “This reminds me of a children’s card game from mah reality … “

Landi bursts out laughing. “Oh! I know these rules! Bobby’s apartment is awesome! Keep playing!”

:sp_arthurius_3: :Again, how long was I passed out for?? Did poker finish and we're playing a different game now? What's happening?!

Without looking at her cards, Mary says, “If ah win, everybody’s gotta kiss somebody else at the table other’n me! With tongue!” She slaps her hands down dramatically on the green felt. “I already got enough kissin’ from Landi over there anyhow.” She winks.

:sp_arthurius_3: :Eh, Kisses? But I don't know the first thing about ki- I mean, I don't know who'd be interested in kissing me, I think I made the queen mad at me, and Alma has been trying to start arguments with me throughout the game for some reason…

Serah looks down at herself nervously. “I’m down to my last piece of clothing… but…” She frowns. “I have this, too!” Keeping one hand to her chest, she pushes her glowing orange flask into the center of the table.

Arthurius stares at the flask

:sp_arthurius_3: :Hey, so what kind of refreshment do you have there, Lady Kensington? You’re not drinking any of it.

Serah smiles proudly. “It’s not for refreshments. It’s for freshening up!”

Arthurius tilts his head.

:sp_arthurius_3: :Sooo… a freshment then? Please explain, I’m confused, Lady Kensington.

“It’sh a mutagen specially designed to give you silky smooth skin and shining shimmering lustrous locks!” Serah beams. “I’m very proud of it! It never wears off! I think. Uh, I mean, mutagens kind of... bind themselves to your essence’s re… regeneneratory index, so they should stick around for a long time. Like the one I have now that makesh me so tall!”

:sp_arthurius_3: : Whoa! Did you say… shining hair? Lustrous hair would look so fashionable with my hats! But wait... When you say shining hair, do you mean that literally? I wouldn’t want my hair glowing bright permanently like that, causing trouble sleeping at night...

“It’sh a metaphor. I think!”
:sp_arthurius_3: :Normally, that “I think” is what would make me worry the most…’ but I’m drunk, so who cares?! It is a risk to take If I want my hair looking fashionable with my hats! And even if it turns out to be literal, I can find out first hand why Landi and Mary liked to shine so much, and find out what it is to be me like Landi does!

Suggest the river card! What might it be???
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Holographic Charizard Pokémon card
Or Arthurius' business card
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Earthbind (Alpha Edition)
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Agreed. Arthurius' business card is the best possible river.
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“LOOK at us,” Willamina laughs loudly. “Bunch of half-naked IDIOTS fighting over crowns and potions. You know what would really be fun to argue over?”

“How many licks it takes to make a fairy-”

“SECRETS!” Willamina plows forward. “Dirty dirty secrets!”

“Secrets?” Serah asks. “What kind of secrets?”

“I don’t know,” Willamina shrugs. “Embarrassing secrets. Sexy secrets. Stuff you don’t want to see the light of day. I’d take those over a CROWN.”

“That does sound fun,” Cat says.

“It’s sounds incredibly dull if you ask me” Chinzebeth sighs “this is definitely more of Lady Kensignton’s sort of thing”

“So how about it?” Willamina asks. “Got any secrets, Lady Serah Kennnnnnnnsington?”

“Um…” Serah bites her lip. “I like muscly farm boys? That was my secret I gave up last- uh, last time I got drunk with Landi and started talking about boys.”

“That’s about as surprisin’ as the sun comin’ up in the mornin’,” Mary says flatly.

“Well…” Serah says. “I… mean… it’s not just that! I really like strong guys! I’m strong now, and I want my guys to be strong too!”

“So you like it ROUGH!” Willamina says slyly.

Cat: She wants to get taken to POUND TOWN, emphasis on POUND, and TOWN. and HARD. wait I didn’t say hard, pretend that was in there somewhere.

Serah stays silent.

Willamina: What about you hatboy? Got any secret squirmy little secrets hiding?

:sp_arthurius_3: :”eh? me? Putting me on the spot there… well… umm… ok, so… I never… ummm… I never… kissed or been kissed by another person..."

Arthurius is blushing hard, embarrassed for revealing that.

“You’ve been talkin’ about some girls you know back where you’re from. None of ‘em are sweet on ya?” Mary asks, suddenly very interested.

:sp_arthurius_3: : Well, there are two girls, but there are reasons why we can’t be more than great friends. Gimme a moment.

Arthurius pulls out his phone, and pulls up a picture of a human redheaded woman in a yellow hoodie to show to Mary

:sp_arthurius_3: : This is Lilly, a human dreamer who is working temporarily with us, and she has a life outside of our dream world which would make relationships difficult. She’s a bit of a scatterbrain, loves to cosplay and dress up for certain missions, but seems to like to pull annoying pranks and tease others for fun when she gets the chance, especially me for some reason… I think she once told me she has a boyfriend, but she never really brings him up.
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Arthurius then swipes to the next picture of a female dreamcier in large glasses, and unkempt short hair

:sp_arthurius_3: : And then there’s Magnolia. Obviously, I refuse to date her because she is my sister. I already told you about her a bit, she creates dream objects and lifeforms. But she is not very talkative or expressive, so it is very hard to get a read on her… don’t get me wrong, she isn’t emotionless, just that she has difficulty expressing herself. I’ve been trying to get her to open up more at social gatherings like a romance festival, but the silly girl brought a teddy bear with her to date so others wouldn’t bother her.

Willamina: Oh yeah, I remember seeing her there. But I was *AHEM* distracted.

:sp_arthurius_3: : Really? Huh. small multiverse....

“I dunno why you couldn’t kiss either one of ‘em,” Mary says, shrugging. “I’m bettin’ it’s gonna be a good long time before I see Landi again. That don’t mean there was anything wrong with us foolin’ around now.” She thinks a bit. “As far as t’ other ‘n bein’ your sister, I think them two twins at the spa kissin’ would be real cute, so I’m for you kissin’ her too.”

Willamina: Me too TBH. I mean, I kissed my brother when we were younger, It’s not THAT weird if yer lonely.

Cat: Um. Yeah, I wouldn’t wanna kiss my bro though, I’m on the opposite side of that whole topic haha.

He puts his phone away.

:sp_arthurius_3: : Who knows, maybe you’ll meet them both if you come to the upcoming Beach Day? They’re pretty interesting people. But enough about them, what’s your secrets, Mary?

Mary taps her chin. “Bein’ perfectly honest, I’m pretty much an open book. Can’t say there’s much I don’t share. I guess the most secret thing I can think of is that I won’t go on a date with a Unit Commander unless they bring all their troops back from a mission with nobody bein’ wounded or a casualty.”

Cat: Well You all already know my secret, the whole power giving thing. That’s kind of the biggest secret I have. I guess If you wanted a sexy secret…

Cat: I’m really into Kin, like their fluffy chests and musk, just oooh It drives me wild you know?

Cat lies his head on the table and rolls it around in embarrassment


Willamina just laughs at his shenanigans and gives him a pat on the back.

Willamina: There, there, nothing wrong with being a FURRY! Got lots of those already wanting to bone ya down.

:sp_arthurius_3: :Cat, I mean, didn’t you say you had some jackal blood in you? Probably doesn’t seem bad admitting that… I think?

Cat: Oh right. I forget. Hahaha. Just, yknow, is embarrassing to say out loud, hahah.

“Is that what people call fluff fetishists?” Serah asks. “Species intermarry all the time where I’m from. I mean, noble houses are forbidden from that, but that just makes it all the more-”

Serah shuts up before Franklin realizes he’s forbidden fruit.

Willamina: Cat you can be a FLUFF FETISHIST! HAH, oh I’m stealing that Mary.

"You could still mess around and stuff tho, right?" Mary asks, staring intensely at Serah and cutting her eyes over to Franklin.

“It’s very frowned upon,” Serah says quietly. "I have to maintain my propriety at all times. Mostly. It’s complicated.”

"It would be real cute if you an' Franklin kissed though," Mary says, steepling her fingers in front of her. "Just imagine holdin' on to his little fluffy hand … "

Serah refuses to continue the conversation, but she does steal a longing glance at Franklin.

:sp_arthurius_3: :Speaking of Franklin… What’s your secret, Frank?

Franklin glances away from his portal

"That party I went to that I mentioned earlier? I told everyone I didn't see the sign that it was an orgy, but I knew."

He goes back to tossing chips in the portal.

Willamina: As for me uhhhhhh. I guess the most embarrassing thing I’ve ever done was have sex with my BROTHER? That DIRTY enough a secret for ya?

"Izzat bad 'r somethin'?" Mary asks.

“Oh, sweet savior,” Serah says, dumbfounded. “Um… he was your stepbrother, right?”

Willamina: Nah, blood brother.

“You seem pretty okay with it, B.B.,” Landi says. “This here is judgement-free zone. And that’s not just ‘cause of what may or may not happen under the table.”

Willamina: I mean, the ONLY problem with that was that he got too clingy and wanted to fuck too much had to yell at him and take a firm stance on the topic. I LOVED him like a brother, but not like LOVE LOVE, ya know?

Cat: That… Kind of explains some stuff, I’ll have to like mull this over.

Willamina: Yeah, Goddess, when he professed his love to me that was that, had to cut the cord ya know, then life turned to SHIT. He allegedly died, lost my family, Blah Blah Blah.

Willamina: SOMEONE else PLEASE!

Kog thinks for a moment: “Uh once when I was minding the cash, a customer gave me a twenty instead of a ten. . . I didn’t tell them and kept the money.”

Arthurius’ strong sense of judgement causes him to gasp loudly at Kog’s heinous crime.

:sp_arthurius_3: : ALRIGHT! that right there crosses the line! I’m changing the subject right now with a dare! And I dare everyone to mix Landi's absinthe with Mary's punch, and drink it!
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“I’m tired of being naked,” Serah says. “I shouldn’t have even had to have taken my corset off. Chinshebeth is mean. Mean! You’re mean!”

“Oh! Idea!” She grabs two Snortilla chips and puts them over her nipples. “It’s not clothes! I’m not breaking any rules!” Serah smiles over her incredibly clever solution.

Willamina: Hmm, if it’s not clothes then I can just go over there and EAT them offa ya. I mean if they’re not clothes then your BREASTS are just plates right?

Cat looks lost in thought, imagining Willamina biting right into Serah’s boobs. He has a doofy smile on his face.

“You can’t eat off somebody else’s plate. That’s rude!” Serah says with supreme confidence. “Who would do something so unmannerly?”

“Willamina,” says Alma dryly.

Arthurius whispers to himself.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"err… isn't the definition of clothes any item that covers the body? Eh whatever…"
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Cat: So uh, Will, I know we just walked into Bobby’s house and all, but I’m curious, is this place like linking different realities or dimensions, is it a product of his power, I mean we had to pay him like 10 Slushees to get in.

Willamina: I never really thought ABOUT it, it’s just a fun way to meet new PEOPLE and kin.

Serah: Is this place secret? That must be why my fairy made me wear a blindfold for the last part of the trip.

Landi: Huh? No, that was just so your head didn’t explode.

Willamina: I mean to us it’s a HOUSE, so….

:sp_arthurius_3: :"You mean… a full house?"
Arthurius laughs at his own cringey joke

:sp_arthurius_3: :As for me, I got here through one of the Bounty Corral Guild’s thought bubbles.
Arthurius looks around the room at Alma, Kog, Chinzebeth, Franklin, and Mary, curiosity growing.
:sp_arthurius_3: :”Okay, now I’m itching to know, may I ask how everyone else get here?”
“I just went to Extraspace an’ they used their machine,” Mary says, shrugging.
“I simply came by chauffeur shuttle” Chinzebeth states “Dimensional travel is common in my stellar empire”
Franklin: I just took a bus and walked up to the address I was given.
Alma: I was taking a transit gate somewhere completely not here. I still don’t know where I am.
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Serah looks around the table and sees a lot of topless people, but only one person wearing glasses. “Oh! Alma’s winning! Yay Alma!”

“Is she?” Landi asks. “Her royal wigginess is doing pretty good. So is the Mad Hatter. You might be out soon, Ser-bear.”

“What happens if I lose?”

“You stop playing and go do whoever, uh, whatever you want. But people can still dare you.”

Alma holds up her leg. “I still have stockings, too. I’mma win!”

:sp_arthurius_3: :Hi Win, I'm Arthurius!!! Nice to meetcha!"
Arthurius continues drunkenly laughing at his dumb jokes

Alma chugs liberally from her flask and stares off blankly into space. “Oh, right. I didn’t do a sss-eccret. I kind of think one of the research scientists where I’m stationed is kind of hot, but he’s got a wife and kid and his daughter is only a few years younger than me. So he’s basically old enough to be my father,” she sniffs and takes another drink. “Thas fine though. I’d be perfectly fine with callin’ him daddy, if you get my meanig.”
Shifting in her seat, Alma turns to face Chinzebeth. “A big, burly wall of meat whosh alsho a geenus? Ya can’t not want to just get a ride on that, amirite, yer… yer queenesty?”
She scoffs and waves her hand. “I mean, you’ve been around a schuper long time, you know how it ish.”

Chinzebeth squints for a moment “Did you just try and insult me? “ she laughs “How charmingly roguish you fluffy little rapscallion” she then starts gently running her fingers over Grimothy’s armor "You are correct however about big strong gene-enhanced warriors” she keeps petting the C.Org.

"Well, anyway yer maje… magister. I dare you to dance on the table if I win. Sexy dance, too.”
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“How devilish of you!” Chinzebeth chuckles and drinks another sip of he drink “If I must! But I’ll be taking Grimothy as my dancing party, er partner”

“Dance party?” Serah says. “We’re going to be all over the floor. Or at least I am! Rolling all over the floor. Wait, we’re naked! Especially Franklin! He’d be doing the no pants dance!” She giggles.

“Rolling around sounds like a really strange dance” Franklin adds, fumbling around with his arm through a portal with no discernible exit point.

“I don’t dance” Grimothy replies coldly

“Pish posh! Anyone can dance” Chinzebeth dismisses casually “I’ll show you how!”

Grimothy gives Mary a look which is somewhere between a glare of betrayal and a plea for help.

Mary looks right back, cooly, and says, “You gotta do what she says, buddy. Better get them feets a flappin’.”

“I understand” Grimothy responds with all the excitement of a man being sent to the gallows

:sp_arthurius_3: :"I still want to tangle with someone… Wait, I mean… tango? Uummm… nah, tangle is the correct word, hahahahahaha!"

Chinzebeth remembers that she’s playing a game still, “I can’t bet my shoes if I am to dance . . . oh dear … “ the queen looks down at her remaining items in embarrassment “I suppose I must bet my slip”

Looking uncomfortable, Chinze changes the topic. “Franklin as my dare you must express your honest feelings regarding miss Kensington”

Serah’s eyes go wide.

Cat and Will: YEAH DANCING!

They both get up and start to move around, its clunky, awkward, and kind of embarrassing because neither of them know how to dance.
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Mary contemplates her own tummy.

“Only the top nipples are lewd,” she says.

“What’s that mean?” Landi asks, lounging around her glass of absinthe and letting her sodden wings dry. “Are you saying you can’t get off rubbing your six-pack a’ pop-ups?”

Cat: I think all the nipples are lewd! Just giving them little nibbles is fun!

Cat: Have you ever motorboated someone with 6 tiddies, it’s a wonderful experience.

Mary keeps staring at her tummy.

“Well, they’re all erogenous zones,” Mary says. “Dunno if I can get off just from playin with my nipples tho.” She plays with one.

“Ahm just sayin’ it’s not lewd if you show off the belly ones if’n they’re basically just nipples.” She flicks several experimentally.

“I say it’s the tiddies that are lewd.” She bounces her breasts in her hands experimentally.

“Yeah that’s how it works.” Franklin adds in, nodding sagely. “A nipple is just a nipple. There’s way too many going around for all of ‘em to be lewd”

“Ah don’t gotta get five bikini tops to to go the public pool, right?” she asks.

“But then you’d get sunburned nipples!” Serah says. “All nipples should be nice and safe in swimsuits. Offerwishe you’d have tan nipples and regular nipples. That’s weird.”

“Look,” Franklin explains, “Guys don’t have to cover up their nipples, that’s not lewd. So it’s obvious that it’s not the nipples that are lewd. It’s only when they’re on boobs.”

“Well on MY world all nipples must be covered on the beach, both men and women” Chinzebeth counters.

“A marsupial can make different kinds ‘a milk from different nipples at the same time,” Mary says. “Like a high-sugar milk for the littler fellers and a higher-protein milk for the older fellers. At the same time.”

“If I had lots a’ nipples I’d want them all the same,” Serah says, examining her dynamic duos and imagining reinforcements. “With no sunburns. Way too sensitive!”

“It would be pretty cool to have nipples that make chocolate milk”

“What’s a sun burn?” Mary asks, flicking each of her nipples experimentally as if she were playing a nipple-based xylophone.

“Your skin turns red and peels,” Serah shudders, “And it hurts for DAYS! Everything you touch is pain!”

“Well that doesn’t happen for me,” Franklin says, “Is the sun in your world really big or something?”

“I never looked into the why. Only the WHYYYYYY.” Serah wails dramatically and slouches down, covering her chest from imaginary sunburns. Then an idea hits her. “You could come over to my world and-”

“I’d kiss ‘em better if they got sunburned,” Mary says, winking at Serah. “Canine saliva is good for wounds ‘n stuff.”

Serah winces, completely thrown off what little game she has. “... ow. Um, I’m not sure how well that would work. You really haven’t had a sunburn, then?”

“All the sunlight where ah live is artificial, so I dunno if Franklin’s just extra cool or if you’re just extra burny,” Mary says, tapping her chin.

Serah is too overcome with the imagined sensation of sunburned nipples to ask Franklin to investigate the burniness of her sun.
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“Also,” Franklin chimes in, Holding a hose of some sort of dispenser coming out of a portal to his side, refilling his vial with luminous blue liquid, “That’s a pretty bold dare you made there Mary. So I’m gonna turn it back on you! When I win, YOU have to kiss everyone around the table, with tongue!”

“She can’t do that!” Serah exclaims. “She’d bonk into everyone’s nose!”

“I’m perfectly proficient in kissin’ with tongue!” Mary shouts indignantly. “I just gotta turn my head to the side a little bit!”

Serah can’t really wrap her head around the idea. “Many boops.”

“I for one welcome any Mary boops” Chinzebeth adds “She’s a good little doggy!”

Mary makes her hands into little fists. “I kin kiss without boopin’!”

“Well,” Franklin adds cheekily as the trickle of party punch gradually fills his flask, “Once we reveal these cards you’re gonna get to prove it!”
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The river materializes as: Arthurius’s Business Card

SERAH has: Abercrombie & Fitch gift card, One-year subscription to the Jelly of the Month Club
ARTHURIUS has: 1st Edition Holographic Charizard Card, 9 of Swords Tarot Card
WILLAMINA AND CAT has: UNO reverse card, Penis Voucher (good for one custom penis up to 12”)
MARY KIL has: Left Leg of the Forbidden One, Exodia the Forbidden One
FRANKLIN has: 6 of clubs, a $25 gift certificate to Mr Gatti’s Pizza with the number scribbled out in sharpie and a “$12” written next to it
ALMA has: a Hearthstone goblin and an inexplicably sexy Renamon
CHINZEBETH has: AARP Membership Card, and a TGchan premium gold card

Mary Kil wins the hand by summoning EXODIA THE FORBIDDEN ONE!
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“Impossible!” The blue-skin white panties flaps her wings in shock. “No one’s ever been able to summon him in a poker game!”

:sp_arthurius_3: :Awwww… And I really wanted to win that mutagen. What were we even supposed to be doing that round!? It was so confusing… And why is my business card the river?! Why has it betrayed meeeee!?

Arthurius drunkenly crumbles up the worthless and totally not valuable charizard card and tosses it away.

“I lost,” Serah says. “That means Mary gets the beautigen! Hehe, beautigen. Here you go!” She slides the flask across the table. “What was your dare again?”

“Wait, did I actually win?” Mary says incredulously. “Haha I win! I win! All y’all gotta kiss!” She cackles maniacally and takes her winnings.

“Kissing!” Landi cheers. “Kissing time!”

“Kissing?” Serah freezes up and stares at Franklin from across the table.. It’s now or never …

:sp_arthurius_3: :Oh… Right, k-kissing, yeah! Ahahahah! Everyone knows how to kiss… umm… hahaha

Arthurius looks around the table nervously.
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“ ‘M done being ladylike. Come on, you can do this…” Serah says under her breath, psyching herself up. She grips the edge of the table nervously. “Um ... Franklin?”

Franklin looks over from the spectacle on the other end of the table, fidgeting with something under the table; and gives Serah a big, dorky grin.

Serah stares him right in the eye, face flush with drink and mind blown with need. “I want to kiss you really bad.”

Franklin takes a swig from his freshly-filled glass of party punch, setting it down before responding, “Actually, I think it might be pretty good

Serah catapults herself across the table.

Drinks crash, cards fly and chips crunch in a great, unholy racket. Before Franklin knows what’s hit him, he’s pinned back in his seat and utterly engulfed in Serah’s eager kisses.

Franklin claims Serah’s mouth with a deep, lingering kiss of his own. He draws out the moment, teasing her trembling lips with a slow, soft nibble, until Serah can’t restrain herself a second longer and she presses herself against him even harder. With a soft, pleading moan, she reaches between Franklin’s shoulder blades and grabs ahold of his fur, tugging tight and pulling as close as she can. She accidentally kicks a plate off the table, which might have been worth noticing five seconds ago but it’s not Franklin’s lips so who cares?

Serah’s tug is just enough to slide the legs of Franklin’s chair out from under him. He goes down with it- but the two are still twined around each other so tight that Serah is pulled under the table with him. There’s a resounding crash and a yelp as the two hit the floor.

The briefest moment of silence is quickly pierced by Serah’s shocked intake of breath as Franklin slips between her lips with a deep, moist kiss that’s instantly returned with redoubled passion. Neither one backs down, and their embrace only grows more heated with every passing second.

Mary claps slowly and gives Franklin and Serah a slow, dignified wolf whistle. “Now that’s a kiss!”

:sp_arthurius_3: : Wh-WHOA! Do our kisses have to be th-that intense?!

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Author's note: Special thanks to Harbard Grim for helping me with this update drawing Morpheus, and Phobetor. You can find his artwork here https://questden.org/kusaba/draw/res/37534.html

:sp_arthurius_3: :"Soooooo... our sandmen in our dream universe tend to bring people to specific dreams based off of what is on a dreamer’s mind, or in the deepest recesses of a dreamer’s subconscious… I’m interested in knowing what’s the weirdest dream everyone had recently been sent to with that in mind. Y’know, just to get to know you all more as potential clients to help deal with any nightmares you may have better.."

Cat: Uh yeah I’ve got a weird one. I recently went to an auction run by a demon where they used my achievement points to purchase goods and it appeared in the real world. Was that a dream or was I teleported? Did my soul leave my body. I have lots of questions about that tbh.

Arthurius is thinking hard, trying to connect the dots while whispering to himself.

:sp_arthurius_3: :Auctions with demons… Achievement points… Dungeons… Powers… Apocalypse"

His fist starts to tremble and suddenly, he pounds his fist hard on the table causing it to shake a bit, grabbing the attention of everyone on the table.

:sp_arthurius_3: :OH SHIT! I SHOULD HAVE FUCKING KNOWN! I should have known that's what was going on with you two!"

Arthurius takes a long deep sigh to calm himself, rubbing his forehead. and after a long pause, looks around the table at everyone staring at him weirdly. He notices Cat looking particularly really worried like he made a terrible mistake bringing up the demon auction.

:sp_arthurius_3: :”S-sorry, I'm drunk. I’m not angry at you, I’m angry at those demons and what they’ve been doing with our dream universe and the dreamers. Anyway, yes, it was a quote-unquote “dream”, no your body didn’t get teleported, and no, your soul did not leave your body, it was just your subconscious mind just like any other dream. If you’d pinch yourself, you still would have woken up… Ummm… and yeah, I’d like to on behalf of the god of dreams Morpheus apologize that you had a dream like that… I’m ashamed to admit that he played a part in a certain contract to let that happen… You had questions? Lay it on me. I’ll answer.”

Cat: I mean I got stuff out of it, and it distorted reality so that the stuff acted like it was always there? That’s not really a dream, so I dunno how that happened. And there was this like... Illusionary seed. Basically what I’m saying is I'm confused. How can they do stuff like that using a dream?

:sp_arthurius_3: :*sigh* And they’re still stealing and selling our kingdoms' seeds… Bet they didn’t mentioned it requires dreamcier or nightmarecier blood for them to work properly either… Alright, That was indeed a dreamworld created by the demons through their auction site, but what’s going on with the reality distortion is that it's one part a large MANDELA EFFECT caused by the dream god Morpheus and the nightmare god Phobetor. They alter large groups of people’s memories to account for new things that happen as a result of any demon auction, all because of some peace treaty they signed. The other part of the reality distortion is demons setting up items and certain slaves to fit the new narrative.

:sp_arthurius_3: :Millenniums ago, the current Demon Queen Proserpina and the demons decided they wanted to use the dream universe for their demon war. However, Morpheus, and Phobetor caught on early to what she was up to after looking into the dreams of dreamers who experienced being in a world chosen for demon wars previously, and compared it to what was happening in our universe. They managed to put a stop to the demons setting things up early on, but in response, Proserpina decided to retaliate.

:sp_arthurius_3: : Phobetor and Morpheus had formed a temporary truce with each other to fight Proserpina together, and she turned out to be crazy strong, strong enough to hold her ground against two gods. But in the end, the fight was a stalemate with neither side gaining an advantage over each other.

Cat: Geez a demon as strong as a god?!?!

Willamina: Are we screwed? Do S rank heroes have the STRENGTH of a GOD?

Cat: Maybe the system is designed in such a way that we could never get strong enough to touch the truly top powers.

Willamina: Yeah, something killed Saba after all and he was S ranked. Probably even SS ranked if that’s a thing.

:sp_arthurius_3: :Ehhhhhhh... As a bounty hunter, I've learned not to jump to conclusions. So please don't start thinking things are designed to make it impossible to stand a chance. After all, you do have a power that can give other people powers, and even UPGRADE them, perhaps even to demi-godlike levels? who knows? Just don't be afraid to use your power and strengthen it as much as you can every day, now more than ever.

:sp_arthurius_3: : Anyway, Since things went nowhere, Proserpina instead decided to form a peace treaty, or demon contract with the gods which stated that demons shall never use the dream universe for demon wars in exchange for letting them build their own dream world at their auction sites that they can send dreamers to without interference, and have some sandmen of their own to bring the dreamers to their dreams for auctions. The treaty also required Morpheus and Phoboter to mind whammy groups of people to adjust their minds to things in the new distorted reality that happen after each auction.

:sp_arthurius_3: : it is a demon contract though, there are some hidden consequences. For one, it didn’t say that demons couldn't steal dream objects or dream organisms that dreamciers and nightmareciers create, and pass them up as artifacts or slaves and put them as prizes at an auction, which is why you saw one of our illusionary seeds earlier.
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Cat: Thanks for the history lesson, this is all just so… weird.

Cat: Well they’re demons, can’t expect them to get every item the legitimate way. Or is that racist? Racism or not they’re killing kin on Faunus so I stand by my statement.

Willamina: Hear, hear!

:sp_arthurius_3: : Speaking of demons, My sis said she danced really briefly with some kind of anthropomorphic corkscrew with demon horns at that Romance Festival... she said he wasn't bad despite himself claiming to be a sociopath. But whatever, she's weird, but then again, I can respect that she can always find the good in people.

:sp_arthurius_3: : Anyway, I think I’ll bet my dreamcatcher net this next round... It’s getting outdated, and I could use a new one anyway… and I’m down to clothes I don’t want to lose. I use it to capture nightmares and nightmareciers… though I’m not exactly sure if it works in reality. What you can do though is put it near you as you sleep, and a sandman will take it with you to the dream world so if you face a nightmare, you can capture them in its web.

“It fixes nightmares?" Landi leans over the edge of the table and yells at the two lovebirds still going at it. “Serah! Serah, you have to win it!”

Serah doesn't even notice.

"Oh, well. I'll play for her this round!" Landi says. "We have to win it! Do you have any idea how horrible it is to have a pillow that whines? It’s bad! Also, the pillow is a fox.”

Cat: That actually might be incredibly useful. We both suffer from nightmares, and I expect we’ll be going through some pretty traumatic stuff and even get some PTSD, if we could get nightmare-free rest I’d call that a win.

Willamina: We NEED this. We can put it in the Winnebago’s bedroom.
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Willamina and Cat look at eachother and give a shrug.

Willamina: SO, who do we have to KISS?

Cat: Uhhhh, anyone? I’m lazy let’s smooch the kin next to us.

Willamina: I’m GAME.

Cat gets up and saunters over towards Arthurius, getting real close and up in his business.

Meanwhile, Arthurius doesn’t notice Cat coming in close as he is lost in thought over the realization that Mary’s win means that he is going to be getting his first kiss. He nervously talks to himself.

:sp_arthurius_3: :Errr… I’m supposed to kiss somebody too, right? Umm… hahah wow, err… I’m not even sure how to start with that, like… I always thought my first kiss would be with someone I love… and how do I go about kissing someone? Who do I even kiss? Who would even want to kiss me or get kissed by me?? What happens if I kiss somebody, but they get really uncomfortable with me kissing them and they slap me or something?!? I-I-I don’t want to get hurt again! ACK! THIS IS TOO MUCH PRESSURE!!!

At that moment, being reeeeeeeally close, Cat taps Arthurius’ shoulder, and as he turns to face him, expecting to answer Cat’s question, Cat grabs the back of Arthurius’ head and leans him forcfully into a huge sloppy kiss, with tongues tangling each other. Arthurius is at first in huge shock, almost about to try to struggle to escape, but he soon surrenders to this new feeling he is experiencing. He shuts his eyes and relaxes himself.

Willamina with quick reflexes manages to snap a picture of this moment.

When they finally free themselves from the smooch, Arthurius sits speechless in his chair in stunned silence, blushing, pupils in a state of dilation, and trying to process this new feeling he’s never felt before. Was this what it always feels like getting kissed? He beings to wonder if this is something he actually enjoys, and if he should consider giving dating a try whenever he is off work to try getting smooches from other people.

Or was this just the alcohol making him feel this way?
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Regardless, he finally speaks up, albeit awkwardly.

:sp_arthurius_3: :ummm… Errrr… Th-thanks for loosening me up there…
Cat: No problem!
Cat gives Arthurius a pat on the head and heads back to his seat, picking up the camera and getting ready to snap a new photo.

Mary claps gleefully and gives Arthurius and Cat a wolf whistle and a thumbs-up.

Willamina then follows suit and heads over to Arthurius, feeling some competitiveness. She grabs him by the shoulders and just starts slobbering all over his mouth, sitting on him and having a generally good time.

Arthurius almost tenses up, but after experiencing his first kiss with Cat has become a little more comfortable with the second kiss. He almost raises his arm to grab Willamina’s back and lean her closer to him, but decides against it, worried about how she might react, and remembering that Mary had said her friend has romantic feelings for Willamina, not wanting to ruin that relationship. He does however allow his tongue to playfully twist around Willamina’s tongue a tiny bit this time around.

However, Willamina uses this opportunity to playfully move her arms from his shoulder to his neck and steals his bowtie. She then passes it over to Mary.

Arthurius getting the wrong idea becomes very nervous over this, thinking she might be stripping him with the intention of taking this to the next level.

:sp_arthurius_4: :Eep! Ah! Alright! Th-thanks Willamina! That was fun, and I really appreciate you and Cat for giving me a confidence boost, but th-there’s n-no need to take this further. *whispering to himself* I wanna save myself for someone I truly love with all my heart and would want to spend the rest of my life with after all.

As everyone’s distracted with Willamina kissing Arthurius Cat quickly strips his underwear, letting everyone get a peek at his shaved junk before trying to fling his donut undies at Mary, but they only get halfway across the table since the elastic is too weak.
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Alma staggers to her feet and manages to get her panties off without falling over.
“Oh no… I lost,” she murmurs. “I don’t have any clothes left.”

“Your panties ‘r cute!” Mary says, scampering across the table to grab them. She scurries back to her seat and gives them a little sniff. “I’mma keep these ones.”

Landi giggles and looks up at Cat. “You wanna tell Alma or should I?”
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"I gotta kiss somboddy with tongue, yeah?"

Alma leans over and catches herself mid-stagger on the edge of the table before she schlorps her tongue up Willamena’s face.

Willamina reciprocates, grabbing the back of Alma’s head when she tries to pull away and making it last a few more seconds, surprising Alma and giving her a little wink.

Alma opens her mouth in a silent shriek at being licked by a fleshy alien.

Willamina: THERE!

Arthurius, feeling a little more confident from his kisses, whispers to Cat to sneak a picture of the licks with Willamina’s camera. Cat snaps a picture.

:sp_arthurius_4: :”There”

Mary gives a firm thumbs up. “It counts,” she says.
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“We’ll we’ve lost” Chinzebeth smiles “by the rules Grimothy we must kiss”

:sp_arthurius_4: :”W...Wait Queen Chinzebeth! I don’t think that a good idea”

“I too would advise against this” Grimothy seconds

Chinzebeh huffs in annoyance “You must obey me! Now give me a kiss”

Grimothy shrugs and moves in for a kiss

“Ow!” Chinzebeth exclaims and pulls away

Grimothy opens his mouth to reveal his tongue serrations.
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:sp_arthurius_4: :”Mary! I get the impression that you enjoy seeing people forming bonds and fall in love with each other.”

:sp_arthurius_4: :”I wanna ask, considering everyone who is in this room's personality, who would you ship each of us with? You don't have to ship us with another person In this room, it can be someone from your world, or another world too… asking because i'm kind of interested in forming a loving relationship with someone after that kissing dare.”

Mary considers the question.

“Ah think you should get with the one that ain’t your sister. I have a feelin’ she’s sweet on you.”

:sp_arthurius_4: :”You mean Lilly? Her being sweet??? HAH! Though while I will admit she is cute… I don’t think my species can reproduce with dreamers...”

She casts her eyes around the room. “Ah guess Will ‘n Cat are cute, but ah think Will is cuter with the scarred up girl back at the base.”

Will: Eh, fair, we did have some chemistry.

She turns her gaze to the general area where Serah and Franklin are on the floor. “Them two are cute. I’m for it.”

Something bumps hard against a table leg, jiggling the drinks in agreement.

She looks over at Chinzebeth. “Ah think royal majesties have concubines, so ah don’t think it’d be appropriate to ship her majesty with just one person.”

“Concubines?! How scandalous!” Chinzebeth smiles at mall little Mary“As adorable as you are, I have no lustful interests in women”

She looks over at Alma. “Ah think Alma and Landi should kiss. That’d be cute. Although ah ain’t gonna lie, if Landi wants to come over an visit, I wouldn't say ‘no,’” she winks at the fairy.

Landi blows Mary a kiss. ”Mwah.”

“Them there are mah ships,” Mary says,satisfied.
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Mary Shuffles the cards and deals. With a serene expression, she swipes her own two cards onto the floor without looking at them.

“Ah fold,” Mary says, “Ah’ve already won everything ah’d want.” She relaxes in her chair, waving to the other participants. “Go in peace, mah children.”

The turn and flop cards are 7 of Hearts, 8 of Clubs, Jack of Clubs, 9 of Diamonds

Cat: Ughhhh are we gonna lose this hand too!?!?? What is with these cards.

Willamina: You CAT win em all heheheheh.

Willamina: uhhhh if we win, let’s see…

Cat: BEANZ! I wanna touch some beans!!

Willamina: OOOH, Me too! Mary and Alma we get to touch your toe beans if we win! And Franklins if he has any!

Cat: Though uh, we’re probably going to lose this hand even if we get the ACE we need. *SIIIIGH* a man can dream.

“What’s this?” Landi kneels down and peeks underneath her cards. Her wings perk up in interest. “Oh, fuck yeah! If the river’s a five, I’ve got this in the bag! And Serah will have her one and only win thanks to me! Hehe! Now I gotta think of a dare...”

:sp_arthurius_4: :”Well, as I said, if I lose, I’ll give the winner my net. I sure hope I remember I betted this thing after I sober up, or else I’d freak the fuck out, HAHAHAHA! Ha ha… haaaaa…

Arthurius thinks a moment of his dare

:sp_arthurius_4: :”Alright! If I win, I dare everybody, including myself, to play the next round… under the table! It's so hard to get a look at everyone if the table is in the way… Wait, that was perverted to say… eh, I'm drunk. So what...I might have a chance if some kind of 8 shows up… or even better, a 6. any symbol would do, spades my lucky symbol though…

:sp_arthurius_4: :”And if I were to guess, considering Franklin lost all his clothes, he might bet something he has in his bag… Maybe his ring? Whoooooo knoooows?”
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It's a real toss-up, but ultimately I say give Landi the win.
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Will and Cat for BEANZ. Ace of clubs (since ot kinda looks like beans.)
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“Beanz, beanz, Will wants to touch,” Landi says, kicking her feet back and forth to the rhyme. “I think Cat likes, them more than butts. Hee!”

Cat: Beans are obveously superior.

Willamina: I dunno, butts are pretty COOL, especially since some of them have FLUFFY TAILZ

“This table needs more of both,” Landi agrees. “And Serah needs more clothes! If I win this hand, all the losers have to take off one additional item of clothing! And no using special items in response to this bet one- if you’re gonna bet your item, announce it now! Like Arthurius announced!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :”So if I lose, I have to give up both my net and an item of clothing?”
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“Yes!” Mary decrees from her place at the table. “An’ since Landi’s playin’ Serah’s hand she’s gotta strip down to her panties, ‘cause that’s all Serah’s got left!” She nods. “So mote it be!”

“Huh?” Landi’s mouth drops open. “What? Where’s that in the rules?”

“So. Mote. It. Be.” Mary says, her expression stern.


:sp_arthurius_4: :”Well, I'm no coward, and anyone who folds after hearing what this risky dare was, and not before it got announced is considered one, so I'm not folding!”

“Grr!” Landi growls. “All this just to hold a win over Serah’s head? Even if I win, I lose!” She whips around and looks at Willamina. “Promise there’s not gonna be any pictures!”

Willamina: I PROMISE to take pictures!

“If you didn’t give me such good absinthe, I’d put a curse on you so bad!” Landi whines. She stomps her foot and fiddles with the knot on her dress. “Something something spinning wheel!”

Landi pretends to have difficulty with the knot on her dress’s shoulder and ducks behind the bottle of absinthe like an awkward fairy ninja, hoping everyone forgets she was there a second ago.

“That river better be a five,” Landi grumbles.
No. 1004460 ID: 629f2e

I want to stoke Landi's ego with a win, so let's make the river a 5.
No. 1004462 ID: 10c07d

No. 1004465 ID: 0fae41

8. Begone, table!
No. 1004466 ID: f8fa51

Yeah, ditch the table.
No. 1004482 ID: fa88b3

It's 5 time!
No. 1004892 ID: afe7de
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Through the absinthe bottle, a Landi-shaped silhouette can be seen sliding off her flats.

“You all just wait and see!” Landi shouts. She chucks her flats out from behind the bottle and gets to work on her dress’s knot. “I’m the luckiest girl here. Nobody’s gonna beat my hand!”

Arthurius stares at Cat and Willamina in contemplation.

:sp_arthurius_3: :"Pardon, but have you two heard of or seen a young woman named Lilly Teagarden in your universe? She has long red hair, freckles, blue eyes, in her early 20s. I wanted to know if she lives in your world since her clothing fashion looks closest to you two compared to the other humans here."

Cat: Uh, the world’s a big place, but I can do a PAWNGLE search real quick to see if there’s any missing person reports by that name. At the very least I can check if she’s from Midland.

Cat pulls out a little purple rectangular device with a touch screen, his COMM, and starts searching for her online.

Meanwhile, Landi’s silhouette is still fiddling with her dress knot.

“This is gonna be so worth it,” Landi psychs herself up from behind the bottle. “Soooo worth it. Serah’s gonna be like, ‘Yeah you are the luckiest, best poker player here, and you getting those clothes for me totally makes up for the incident with the disappearing dress! Totally!”

With a single quick, decisive motion, she undoes the knot and slides her dress down. “Hup!” She kicks it off her foot and gives a hard flap of her wings, sending the dress in a looping arc over the bottle and landing in the middle of the table. “Fuck yeah! Trick shot!”

Cat: Let’s see. Lilly Tardegrade, Lilly Loubelle, Lilly Lestrange…

Willamina: My aunt was CALLED Lilly, but she was like in her 30s.

Cat: Not finding anyone under that name, sorry.

Arthurius shrugs

:sp_arthurius_3: :"Eh, that’s alright, the multiverse is endless, so it was expected. She’s an interesting dreamer that I met under unusual circumstances. She’s a pretty curious person, loves to dress up… though, she is a bit of a teaser. Maybe you should come over to this year's Beach Day this summer, you two might get the chance to meet her then. You'd all probably make good friends"
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Queen Chinzebeth had just finished slowly removing her slip, mumbling and stuttering to herself, while hiding behind Grimothy.

Upon hearing Landi’s dare, she jumps with a start “Two items?! I simply couldn't!” she looks down at her meager remaining garments “I have nothing left to bet! I fold and surrender my throne to the victor!”

Chinzebeth tosses her Slip onto the table without leaving cover.

Mary scampers onto the table to retrieve her slip. “Ah think this’ll be a fetchin’ dress,” she says, rubbing the fabric between her fingers as she scurries back to her seat, wrapping it around her shoulders like a fancy stole.
No. 1005286 ID: ca2950
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Alma staggers up and starts gathering swirling masses of energy in her hands.
“Two closs? You’re trying to get me naked! You jus’ wanna be ab to lay yer eggs in me er sothin’” she slurs, wobbling precariously while waving her hands about.
“I’mma fry all ya an’ save the worl, ya freegy aliens!”

Chinzebeth cries out in shock “My goodness! Guards! protect me from the rabid mongrel!”

In a swift motion Grimothy draws his rifle “stand down lady! I’ve not been trained for non-lethal combat!”

“You wanna go, bird man?

“AHH!” Landi shrieks. She ducks and covers behind her absinthe bottle and draws on her years of drunk logic. “You’re still wearing glasses n’ socks! You can’t get eggs in you if you’re not naked!”

“I’ve ben attag’d by aliens before. I know how it worksh!”

Arthurius grabs his net to protect himself, even though it isn't really one of his weapons that can protect him and more of a nightmare capturing device.

:sp_arthurius_4: :”You know you could always fold and just strip one item instead of two… or just quit and leave. Or maybe bet an item along with an article of clothing. And ummm… this isn't your planet you're saving, I think it's Franklin's.”

Grimothy responds “you know what glasses? I DO want to go. As far as I’m concerned you’re all drunk horny weirdos, some honest to god brutal combat would be a nice change of pace.” he clicks off the safety and levels the rifle.

Arthurius attempts to stop the incoming fight by standing between Alma and Grimothy, and arms stretched out to distance the two of them.

:sp_arthurius_4: :”Now, now. Both of ya chillax, this is a party, remember? not a war zone. We're here for fun, not to kill each other like primitive cave people. If you're both gonna fight, leave and take it outside. Besides, I think killing a player is a disqualification.”
No. 1005299 ID: 96c896

No violence in the strip poker match!
No. 1005314 ID: 51ac1e

Agreed, no violence... unless it involves clothing damage
No. 1005361 ID: 10c07d

Clothing damage is always acceptable
No. 1005451 ID: bb78f2

oh my god alma, you have kids? do you have pictures?
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“Yeah, what Arthurius said!” Landi says. “No fighting! If you’re gonna fight, take it outside! Look, you’re scaring Mary!”

Mary had immediately skittered under the table when Alma started freaking out, where the view is much better (and safer).

Cat: Woah Woah Woah, I really don’t want there to be a gunfight, this is supposed to be our fun day.

Willamina: Uhhhh yeah, I’d rather NOT have to fight right now. That gun looks like it fires METAL BULLETS and I’m not into dying right now.

Willamina and cat both fidget with something underneath their table, they seem tense.

Cat: At the very least, please don’t use guns with REAL BULLETS, just like fistfight or something.

Arthurius takes a quick glance at Franklin and Serah to see how they are responding to the situation. They are still making out not even aware of what is happening. He puts his attention back at Alma and Grim

:sp_arthurius_4: :Alma, if you don't want to risk your clothes getting stripped off, just leave the game and go home, Grim, if you kill or severely hurt Alma or anyone here, the queen is disqualified, and I think that will piss her off. Plus, scaring Mary might make your queen mad at you. Just dare somebody instead.

Alma gestures wildly. “I’m not doing anything. That guy is being a dick.”

“Ahhhh!” Landi yelps. “She’s making magical hand gestures at me! I’m too pretty to die!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :Errr… actually, I think she’s so drunk, she forgot she was threatening us… Grimothy, it is okay to put your gun away.

“It seems the hostile has ceased it’s aggression, no further action is necessary” Grimothy locks the safety and lowers the rifle “... for now, I’m watching you sorcerer”

“Wait, am I safe now? I’m not going to get blown up?” Landi asks, peeking out from behind her bottle.

“Oh my poor heart” Chinzebeth moans

Franklin pops his head up over the table, light pink smeared through the fur on his face, tossing his socks over toward Mary. “OH yeah, I guess I gotta make a dare, huh. Well, I’m already naked…”

There’s an excited gasp followed by the thump of something hard hitting the underside of the table.

“So I guess to stay in I have to bet something else. I guess … hmmm, I’ve got that magic ring I brought with me, so I guess I’m betting that for the rest of the game! You all better watch out though, I’m feeling pretty lucky!”

He scratches his chin briefly, adding “Oh and for the dare, well, Mary already got everyone to kiss each other, so when I win this hand, everyone that loses has to give Mary a smooch! How abo-” Franklin is abruptly cut off as he is dragged back under the table, with muffled giggling ensuing.

“Kiss mah foot,” Mary says blearily to no one in particular, holding up one of her paws and spreading her toes.

:sp_arthurius_4: :Didn’t Cat say he likes beans as he called them or something? He’s probably got you covered on that, Mary
Cat: I would 100% kiss your beans. As sloppily as you want!
:sp_arthurius_4: :As for me, now that I have some experience smooching, I think it's fair to practice kissing, especially if I wanna someday start a relationship, which is why I call dibs on smooching Mary’s head… I mean snoot! Yeah! Snoot![/small].
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The river materializes as a Five of Cups.

SERAH AND LANDI has: Six of Clubs, Six of Spades
ARTHURIUS has: Five of Spades, Eight of Spades
WILLAMINA AND CAT has: Ace of Diamonds, Two of Diamonds
MARY KIL has folded.
FRANKLIN has: Six of Diamonds, King of Hearts
ALMA has: Queen of Spades, Eight of Hearts
CHINZEBETH has folded.

SERAH AND LANDI and FRANKLIN win with a straight!

ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED: get every character to win a round at least once

Arthurius gives his net a hug before whispering goodbye to it, hoping no one heard him.

Landi steps out from behind her absinthe bottle and examines the cards gleefully. “Holy shit! We won! Serah, we won!” She pumps her fist and lets out an elated shriek. “I did it! I got us our first win! And your boy toy won too!”

"Neat!" Franklin calls out from under the table.

“Yes! Very neat!” Serah echoes.

“I know you’re busy down there, so you can tell me how awesome I am later,” Landi says smugly. “Now gimme your clothes, everybody! I think Serah would look great in glasses!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :"So that means Mary and Alma is out of the game… unless Alma has a desperation item for the future rounds"
Mary slowly strips her garters off, letting them dangle from her feet before she places them on the table one at a time.

“One fer each ‘a ya!” she says.

“Fuck yeah!” Landi says with a clap of her hands. “What a great party. ‘Snot offen I get to have this much fun anymore now that I’m shacked up with Serah. Love ya Mary!”

“Yer a … a fuckin’ sweetheart, Landi,” Mary slurs drunkenly. “We gotta hang out again!”

Mary then addresses the table generally.

"I'm ready for mah smooches," she says, holding her hands and feet above the table.
No. 1006118 ID: 8483cf
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“I love the feeling of sweet, sweet victory,” Landi says, swaying slightly, the absinthe finally catching up with her. “Hey. I’m not cold anymore! I’m nice and hot. Hottttt. Is this what being Alma feels like?”

She flaps her wings to try and fan herself and nearly falls over.

“Oh yeah, I’m all outta dust.. ugh! Who bothers with the laws of physics anyway? Nobody cool, that’s who. And I’m super cool.”

“Ah thought you said you were hot!” Mary says, giggling.

“You know it!” Landi looks down at herself and lets out a giggle. “I can’t believe this. I mean, it’s strip poker, but still, hoooooly shit! This is, like, super weird for me right now. I feel so naked!”

“Ah don’t even feel naked and I am naked!” Mary says, lounging in her chair. “Naked is just a state of mind. Yer as clothed as you wanna be.” She taps the side of her head with one claw.

“I’d rather be much more clothed than I am right now,” Chinzeth mutters.

“Ah think you look great, your grace!” Mary says, shooting the queen a wink.

Arthurius takes his attention off his net and looks over at the general direction of Serah and Franklin who is still making out under the table and getting slightly more intense.

:sp_arthurius_4: :”Soooooo... is Serah not playing anymore and you're taking her place? I'm fine with that! and I wouldn't be surprised if she decides to strip her panties off for Franklin even if she won this round when she doesn't have to with the rate they're going, heh heh heh!”

“Oooh, she might! She’s such a good party girl!” Landi rubs her hands together gleefully. “But I think she’ll pop up when she’s good and ready. I wonder if she’ll do it before or after Franklin does… hee!”
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Arthurius picks up his net and places it on the table, being prepared to hand it over to Landi.

:sp_arthurius_4: :”Well, this will be the last time this ol’ thing will be in my possession before I hand it over and get my sis to make me a new improved one… hahhh, the memories I had with this thing... I kind of wish I had some way to demonstrate how this net works to you by capturing one last nightmare with it... but, there aren't any nightmares around… hmmm...”

Arthurius thinks about it for a moment then gets an idea. Not a good or bad idea, but an idea nonetheless.

:sp_arthurius_4: :”I guess the best I can do with it as a demonstration right now is to kinda fan somebody with it to cool them off… so... who wants to get fanned? I’ll only do it for one person!”

Landi springs to her feet excitedly, stumbling around more than a little bit as she steadies herself. “Oh! Me! Do me! I need a good blow-dry!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :”Errr… my net is not a blow-dryer, it doesn’t even heat up, but whatever, I’ll give you a good fanning”

Arthurius picks up his net, gets up from his chair, and starts fanning Landi in her direction. However, considering Landi’s small size, the wind from the fanning proves to be a bit too strong for her. Her wings catch the breeze just a little too much and she whizzes a few feet across the table like a shuffleboard puck, coming to a rest just at the edge of the table next to Willamina and Cat’s seat.

“Whoa! Almost landed in Kit Kat’s lap!” Landi grabs a plate to steady herself and gives him a smirk. “Wouldn’t want that to happen, now, would we?”

Cat chuckles and gives Landi a few pats on the head.

“Still, that was AWESOME! Gravity is so weird without any dust. Do it again, Dreamboat!” Landi claps her hands and dashes back to Arthurius. “Blow me harder!”

Cat: Blow her huh? Heh. Heh. heh.

Willamina: Cat YOU’RE drunk Cat.



Annoyed by the argument, Arthurius moves to the other side of the table between Mary, and Franklin and Serah who are still making out on the floor behind the table and getting handsy with it. Arthurius does his best to ignore them and stares directly at Landi, Cat, and Willamina

:sp_arthurius_4: :”COOL IT!”

Arthurius gives large hard sways of his net towards Landi, Cat and Willamina. Landi tumbles head-over-heels off the table and flies into Cat’s lap. “Whee!”
No. 1006120 ID: e51896
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Cat: Uh Ah Um. *hmm* Uh oops

There’s a light bump from under the table and and “OOF” from Landi

There’s a giggle from under the table. “Wow! Is this all for me?”

Cat lifts Landi back up onto the table. She’s sporting a big grin.

:sp_arthurius_4: :”Errrrrr...I don’t wanna know, just take the net, and please don’t break it. And, well, even though you have something to protect you from nightmares, I still hope you use my services all the same.”

“This is real nice! I’m finally gonna fix my fox!” Landi beams. “I’ll think of you every time I get a good night’s sleep without a squeaky pillow!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :”I… have to strip something off too along with giving away the net as the dare says, right? Lemme mentally prepare myself for this please.”
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Willamina: Whelp, we’re out.

Willamina stands up with little fanfare, removing her panties and plopping them down on top of the table where Landi’s standing.
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It’s a slow motion shot as the panties slowly descend on the small creature. A squeak is heard as Landi is buried under the garment, and she goes down like she’s been caught in a net.

“I’m trapped!” Landi laughs. “Pinned by panties! I’ll never escape! Oh, what a world!”

“Is my fairy in trouble?” Serah calls out from under the table. She finally surfaces, hair an absolute mess, face flush and wearing a grin a mile wide. “Landi, did you get stuck in the underwear drawer again?” Serah plucks Willamina’s panties to reveal a still-giggling Landi.

“Not my fault it’s so comfy in there! Underwear drawer best drawer!”

“There are lots of other, better places to lie down,” Serah smiles and looks down at Franklin. “Like on your abs, Franklin! Your abs are nice. I think they’re your best part.”

“Best part? Don’t you mean best feature?”


"Oh thanks!" Franklin replies, "I worked really hard on them. And uh, if you wanna stay on 'em for a while that's fine too!"

He pauses for a moment before adding, "I don't know if I can really pick one for you," he looks down across her body, "I like a whole lot of them a whole lot!" He slodes his hand down her back to her butt again, gently patting at it, "I even think its really neat how you don't have a tail!"

Serah bites her lip and gives her rear a shimmy.

Cat: You know, Serah. You obviously like abs on hunky boys, but what’s YOUUUUr best feature?
No. 1006518 ID: afe7de
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“Everyone knows what my best features are!” Serah says. “So you can just skip over me.”

Cat: No, no no, no no, NO, no. I wanna hear what you think your BREAST feature I meant BEST feature is.

“Very funne!” Serah slurs. “Well… I think my best feature is my how pretty I am!”

Willamina: That’s Not a FEATURE?

“Well then… then... fine! My best feature is my fashion sense!” Serah jumps to her feet, turns around and points at the heart on her panties.

Willamina: Well MY best feature is my HEATED personality and CONFIDENCE.

Cat: And uhhhh my best trait??? Uh… I mean, I won’t copy will and say like my SMARTS, I guess my dick? I got mods so it's kind of cool. I can like, make it change shape among other things.


:sp_arthurius_4: :My best something? Hmmm… Probably my negotiation skills. I may get bullied very easily, but I’m really good at talking my way out of a lot of trouble during my bounty hunting missions and getting jobs and pay raises with my clients… though my sister sometimes calls it “manipulation” which I think is a rude way of putting it....
No. 1007404 ID: ca2950
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“Aliens are alwaysh bad news,” Alma slurs. She shucks her stockings and glasses, pushing them across the table, not caring where they end up. “Well… now I’m really naked! I’m done with thish game! Y… you all ‘r lucky I didn’ blow y’up.”

“Appreciated,” Mary says sarcastically, kicking her feet up on the table and slipping unsteadily down in her chair. “Gwon and kiss mah beans,” she says, wiggling her toes in Alma’s general direction.

Alma sticks out her tongue. “That’s not hy… hygen.. clean!!” She blows Mary a kiss instead. “There! Did my dare!” Alma grabs her pile of won clothes and stumbles away from the table, disappearing into the kitchen.

“Did she bring an item to bet?” Serah asks. “She could’ve still been in.”

“Nah,” Landi says. “She got teleported in by surprise, remember? She’s outta stuff. I guess her special item was her hair clip? She had lotsh of clothes.”

“I guess,” Serah says. “Well, she’s definitely done playing.”

“I ain’t got any clothes,” Mary says, still wiggling her toes at Alma’s empty chair.

“Me neither!” adds Franklin.

“Neither do I,” Willamina says. “Hold your foot right there…”

“I hold my foot wherever I wanna,” Mary says. “Which just so happens to be right there. But not ‘cause you told me to or anythin’.”

Willamina grins. “What a HOT coincidence. Hey, Cat, you ready for some KISSIN’?”

Cat’s mumbling something under his breath and sweating profusely.

“That means yes,” Willamina says. She grabs Cat by the shoulders and shoves him towards Mary, and they both swoop down on her outstretched foot.

“Ah knew somebody was gonna kiss mah beans,” Mary says, trying to grab a nose or a tongue with her toes. She starts giggling and falls out of her chair.
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Arthurius considers his clothing, and decides in the end to just strip his belt and pants.

:sp_arthurius_4: :"Considering most people have been removing their pants before something safer like socks, or shirts, I figure pants must be the least humiliating and offensive thing to take off in most of you guys’ cultures back in your worlds, so sorry for not removing these first and if I offended anyone earlier."

“Yeah!” Landi says. “I’m offended every time someone DOESN’T take their pants off when I get naked.”

“It’s still basically the worsht thing fer ush, too!” Alma shouts from the kitchen. “I jus’ diddit anyway.”

“Ah came ta party,” Mary’s voice floats up from the floor. “Most folks where I come from tend to try ‘n keep their pants on, though.”

Arthurius hands the slacks and belt over to Landi.

:sp_arthurius_4: :"I figure since Franklin won a round earlier in the game, Serah might need clothes so… you can have them"

“Yay!” Landi grabs the pants and huddles inside. “Now I can say I got in your pants tonight! Whoo!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :"And I gotta kiss Mary right? Err… wait a sec..."
He looks down at his boxers.

:sp_arthurius_4: :"Oh… errrr… SHIT! I should have kissed Mary BEFORE removing my pants… Ummm... It’s going to get very awkward getting so close to a woman dressed like this… I don’t want to make Mary uncomfortable. Landi, can I get those pants back real quick, kiss mary, and return them to you?"

“Nope!” Landi says with a smug cat-like smirk.

:sp_arthurius_4: :"Uhhhh… okay… deep breaths… Um, Mary, you won’t mind me kissing you with me dressed like this, right?"

“Ah don’t give half a hoot!” Mary yells. “But ah ain’t gettin up.” She leans her head back and looks up at Arth from the floor.

Arthurius takes a deep breath.
:sp_arthurius_4: :"Ah, okay, then… here goes nothing!"

Arthurius kneels down and smooches Mary’s slick, wet... nose.

:sp_arthurius_4: :"There!... Does that count as my third kiss?"

“Yeah!” Landi cheers. “Rack ‘em up! Go get ALL the smooches!”
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Chinze orders her chair rolled over to Franklin and Serah “please shower before using, the seat is genuine Bevite leather . . .” she mutters

“What’re you saying about my butt? That it’s dirty?” Serah pouts. “My butt can share a seat with Franklin whenever it wants!”

Serah sits down on the throne and scoots over, making as much space as she can for Franklin.

Franklin attempts to squeeze into the throne next to Serah, but doesn’t seem to try very hard to fit in before lifting her up to sit on his thigh. “This is a little comfier, though,” he awkwardly attempts to waggle his eyebrows at her.

Chinzebeth then gives a pleading look, “since Lady Kensington has had her fairy fill in, Could I have my servant take my place, he can remove clothing instead of I from this point onward”

“Fill in?” Landi gasps. “Oh, nonono! I’m Serah’s booby- I mean, body double! If one of us loses, the other loses too. That means you BOTH gotta take off yer clothes!”

Landi leans down on the table and looks Chinzebeth in the eye. “Or ya could just cut yer losses and bow outta the game- I’m not gonna make you keep playing. No shame in losing to the best! Hehe!”

“Arthurius kept his hat,” Serah points out. “So how much you wanna keep before you’re done? We’ve all got one bit left, except for Arthurius ‘n you. I think we’re about to have a winner!”

“Yeah,” Franklin adds, “It’s really fun seeing everyone’s hot bod, but if you’re not comfortable taking something off it’s fine if you don’t want to!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :"To be honest, I didn’t expect this game to last this long. My visit here was originally just to advertise my services, and leave… So I propose the next hand to be the final one, I’ll remove my boxers and socks if I lose, but in exchange, I’d like you all to take a bunch of my business cards back home with you please. Share any extra ones with your friends too. Everyone fine with that?"

Serah nods. She realizes the game’s almost over, and hugs fuzzy Franklin tight.

“I’mma look at everybody naked,” Mary says, still on the floor. “I’m eyeballin’ all a y’all.” She points to her eyes and then points to everybody still at the table.
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Franklin reaches for the deck of cards, leaning forward to reach the center of the table.

Serah grins wickedly at the sight. It’s the perfect opportunity to pay him back for his “tail” hunting earlier. She extends her hand… but pulls back when she realizes she kind of landed a chair on his tail earlier, and it’s probably still sore.

Franklin sits back and shuffles the cards. Serah crosses her arms and smiles.

“Oh hey!” Franklin says. “You look happy!”

“I am!” Serah says. “I could have tugged on your tail, but I decided to save it for when you’re not sore.”

Landi bursts out in peals of laughter.

Franklin suppresses a wince as he sways his tail to and fro, "well it feels alright to me, but there'll be olenty of tume after I win the game!"

Franklin deals the cards and lays out the flop and turn.

“Huh!” Landi says. “Look, it’s me!”

“And me!” says Serah.

:sp_arthurius_4: :"And me?"

Franklin seems momentarily transfixed by one of the cards, then shifts over to see his own card as well; "me too! Weird!"

:sp_arthurius_4: :"And… I assume everyone has two cards of themselves in their hand?"

“Yeah!” Serah and Landi say at the exact same time.

Franklin nods.

:sp_arthurius_4: :"hmmmmmm… hear me out: I have this strange feeling that the river is partly influenced by whatever dares we make, and if that is the case, I’m kind of interested in knowing which person the powers that be favors most out of the four of us… anyone else?"

“It favors us!” Landi declares. “ ‘Cause we’re the luckiest, sexiest girls here, and we do the best dares!”

“That’s right!” Serah says. “So when that river card comes up with our faces on it, we dare everyone to do a big naked group hug!”

“Yeah!” Landi nods. “Or semi-naked, Mr. Hatter. Alma can’t be the only one getting pets tonight!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :"Alrighty, In that case. I think I thought of a dare, though I’ll leave it optional since I have no way of knowing if you guys will do it or not after we all leave the table: I kinda wanna know how brave everyone is, so how about if I win, everyone who has lost the game will have to streak home naked, or with whatever they have left wearing if they bow out? you cannot put on the new clothes you’ve won or any other clothes until after you make it home."

“Well I think before we all go,” Franklin said, “We should definitely get a group photo. And if Iiiiiiiiiiiiiii win,” He draws his words out, looking around the table, before pointing at Willamena “Wil gets to decide how everyone poses for it!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :"I’ll stay for the photos, you’ve all been good friends and would like something to remember you all with."

“Make Franklin pose kissing me!” Serah calls out.

“Or better!” Landi adds with a coquettish grin.


- Arthurius
- Chinzebeth
- Franklin
- Serah & Landi

No. 1007797 ID: 0fae41

Let Chinz win. When Chinzebeth wins, everybody wins. Go get a royal flush, Chinz!
No. 1007798 ID: 629f2e


Franklin! Let's get a nice group picture to wrap things up.
No. 1007799 ID: abd1d9

Franklin. Then everyones naked, since franklin already is naked
No. 1007800 ID: 10c07d

No. 1007801 ID: 8439b3

Serah and Landi! They had the most fun out of everyone, they deserve the win.
No. 1007804 ID: 96c896

No. 1007806 ID: fa88b3

Franklin should win! And if Kog Sillyman has to take it all off to mirror Chinzebeth, Grimothy should too!
No. 1007812 ID: 815672

No. 1007824 ID: 9ce839

No. 1007825 ID: 6519cb

No. 1007831 ID: c8814d

No. 1007836 ID: 2aef11

No. 1007935 ID: fd4d13
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The River hits the table, revealing another portrait of Franklin! Franklin wins the hand, and the game!

Franklin doesn’t seem to notice right away, distracted by the other cards, but as his gaze drifts towards the river his eyes and mouth both widen, and he thrusts his hands in the air and shouts “Oh wow!” He gets out of his seat and starts hopping around, before he suddenly vanishes beneath the edge of the table and drops out of midair to land on the table, and continues hopping and celebrating!

“You did it!” Serah claps her hands excitedly and bounces up and down in time with Franklin. “What a comeback!”

“Fuck yeah! Go Franklin!” Landi cheers. The awesome party’s gotten her hyped up again, and she starts to glow faintly. “Yeah! Check me out! Now the REAL party starts!”

Landi flits off the table and flies in circles around Franklin’s head, showering him in fairy dust that quickly turns into confetti. “You deserve it!”

Then she immediately crashes back to the table again, drained dry for the second time. “Worth it!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :"What a game! I’m glad I played with you all. Congratulations, Franklin, even though, err… you’re already naked like everyone else? Umm... I’m confused… isnt the point of this game to stay as decent as possible? Is this a tie? Eh, fuck it, I’ll just say everybody wins! Franklin moreso!"
Arthurius takes a respectful bow to everyone.

“Well, I’m pretty sure the point of the game is actually for a bunch of people to have fun taking their clothes off!” Franklin pauses his jumping after responding to Arthurius and thinks for a second, adding “Oh, and hey Cat!” he seems to consider his words momentarily, “CATch!” He points down to his chair and over at Cat, and the iridescent ring he was holding earlier drops out of a portal that opens up in front of him. “It’s a present, since you seemed to think it was cool earlier!”

Mary claps from somewhere on the floor.

“Yay! We won! Everybody!”

Cat looks at the ring and smiles, Willamina wiggles her eyebrows at him and they both begin to giggle, then it turns into a raucous laughter.

Cat: Congrats Franklin! It was a well fought game, thanks!

Willamina: This will certainly be one of the more memorable Poker Nights!
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“I finally get to pay you back for your, uh, sporty shorts, Franklin,” Serah smiles. The chairs are knocked every which way from all the celebrating, so she just lies down on the floor and slips off her panties.

“It’s a lot less comfy down here when you’re not making out,” Serah says, holding out her underwear to Franklin.

“You totally sat down there just to get Franklin’s junk at eye level,” Landi giggles from atop the table. “Very sly.” She slips off her tiny white panties and kicks them all of six inches towards Franklin. “Don’t lose ‘em! You never know when you’ll need fairy-sized underwear.”

“What about regular sized underwear? That seems lot’sh more useful, to me right now,” Serah says, holding out Franklin’s sporty shorts. “And... Arthurius-sized pants. Oh, no… I’m not going to be able to fit into these on the way home.”
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:sp_arthurius_4: :"What if you, like, tore the clothes you won and just wore them like a loincloth? Would it fit that way?"

“Would I draw more attention wearing torn rags, or nothing at all?” Serah wonders aloud.

“You should test it. For alchemy!” Landi suggests scientifically.

Cat: I already waltzed around town naked today, this isn’t anything new, at least I have some new clothes now!
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“A queen must be graceful in defeat,” Chinzebeth says under her breath, “But to bare my royal personage! Oh! Such a travesty … this shall never be repeated!” She tosses her underthings atop the table.

Franklin whistles and cheers from the top of the table, "that's the spirit your highness! Thanks for making the party a really special occasion!"

Chinzebeth takes just a little too long to respond before shaking her head, enunciating with perfect diction. “It shall! Never be! Repeated!”

“Not as long as I am able to serve you, your Grace,” Kog says, hopping on one foot to stand in front of his liege and shield her from the eyes of the common rabble (and one Lady and one Knight). He finally frees himself of his pants and knocks a chair over in the process. “Oops.”

“Hehe! You’re drunk!” Landi laughs so hard she rolls over. And keeps rolling… and rolling. “Drrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrunk!”

Chinzebeth holds out her hands and catches Landi as she rolls off the table, then delicately places her back up.

“Thank you!” Landi giggles.

“But of course,” Chinzebeth says. “One has to care for one’s subjects,” she says, looking to her new C.Org happily.

“That was very graceful, your Grace,” Serah says. “I’m glad you could join us tonight.”
No. 1008310 ID: 73380d

idk whats going on but i vote for goose dick, Whip it out!
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“Arthurius is the last one with clothes!” Serah declares.

“Last but not least!” Landi claps excitedly. “C’mon, hot stuff! I wanna see the salami! Drumroll! Brbrbrbbrbrbrbrbrrrt!”

:sp_arthurius_4: :"I actually prefer pepperoni over sala- oh, I see what you mean now. Right, right, right."

“I meant what I said, by the way,” Landi winks. “Scars are sexy.”

Arthurius gives a mischievous smirk and decides to tease Landi a bit:

:sp_arthurius_4: :"You think so? In that case, do you want one to become sexier?"

He cracks his knuckles with his other hand.

Landi sticks out her tongue. “I’m too drunk to be scared of salami men!”

Arthurius just laughs. he first pulls down his boxers following up with sliding his socks off.

:sp_arthurius_4: :"Right, gotta go for the boxers first. Most seem to be removing socks last, so I assume that is the most taboo thing to remove in your cultures."

“Oh no, it’s not that,” Franklin chimes in, “The floor’s just kind of cold.”

:sp_arthurius_4: :"And sticky..."

He then looks up at his hat and sighs

:sp_arthurius_4: :"I suppose I at least owe an explanation about this… So, it isn’t like I don’t want to remove my hat, it is more that I can’t"

He lightly grabs one of his antennae poking out of his hat

:sp_arthurius_4: :"So our species uses these antennae in order to communicate with dreamers. With these, I can understand any language a dreamer is saying while in turn, it transmits what we say to a dreamer’s mind, translating it to a language they can hear. It helps us understand what a dreamer wants so we can provide for them"

He then stops grabbing his antennae and sounds somewhat annoyed

:sp_arthurius_4: :"Unfortunately, I was born with a very rare condition that my species can suffer from where my antennae are super sensitive. So, whenever I hear a dreamer talk, it causes massive headaches, and with multiple dreamers in one place talking like here, it’s unbearable. It causes other unwanted side effects too I won’t go into. So, I have to keep any hats I can find on my head to keep my antennas obscured to make things much more tolerable… sooooo… yeah."

He then looks at the crown

:sp_arthurius_4: :"Now that I think about it, I wonder if my obsession with collecting hats was a result of my condition, or if I would have still collected hats if I wasn’t born with it."

“Everyone needs a hobby. It’s cool you get to wear yours!” Landi says with a smile.

“Can we leave now? This party is beginning to bore me “ Chinzebeth tries to say steadily.

:sp_arthurius_4: :"Anyway, well… I guess that’s it then. I suppose it's time now, correct?"

“Yes!” Serah says. “Photo! Franklin, help me up, please!”

“Whoo, group photo time!” Franklin cheers as he hefts Serah up to his chest and then pushes her into the air over his head, “Willamina, how are we doing this?”

“Holyfuckingshit!” Serah yelps in excitement. “Um! Okay! Wow! Wow…”

Chinzebeth hides behind her servants and tries to remain unnoticed.
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The group gathers together and Willamina props up her camera on a conveniently placed tripod nearby, setting the timer. She coordinates everyone in the room into different poses, having them strike provocative and interesting poses, something that would be a good memory for all tonight.

Willamina: Alright, we ready?

Franklin reclines across the table, resting his cheek on his hand, “Definitely!”

Mary clambers up off the floor and hops up on the table and strikes a pose, grinning.

Serah: Ready!

Serah gives the camera a huge grin and Franklin an even huger rub. He reaches up to put his arm on her back.

:sp_arthurius_4: :" Um… just don’t post this picture online or anything guys… wait, we’re from different dimensions… so it doesn’t matter. Nevermind! Ready! Don’t blink… don’t blink…"

“Don’t worry Art, I’m sure we’ll see each other again!” Franklin chimes in, “We still need to get together and play Tower Boundaries at some point!”

Willamina: Say YELLOW!

Alma: I don’t see anything yellow.

Everyone: YELLOW!

Chinzebeth does NOT say yellow, and mutters something about cheese not even being a fruit, nor yellow being the correct sound to create a smile.

Grimothy also doesn’t say yellow . . .

Landi: WAIT! Don’ttakethepictureyetIhavetositonSerah’s-


Authors’ Notes

Donut: I can’t say how unbelievably awesome it’s been to be a part of this collab. To each and every artist in this thread: I’m so thankful for your time, energy and ideas. We just raised the bar for collaborative quests across the board, and I think I speak for everyone on the site when I say that this is one hell of an accomplishment. You’re all amazing, and I’m so happy we could bring this to such a successful finish.

EDMANGO: I’d also like to give a big thanks to everyone who worked together to make this collab what it turned out to be. I’m happy that this big ol collaborative quest ended up being something special, and that it actually finished! Thank you for your attention and suggesting who wins every now and again everyone. See you on the next collaborative venture, whatever that might be!

BiteQuest: Good on Donut for herding cats! I definitely enjoyed collabing with everybody and I hope people enjoyed it as well! Blingo was on point with the card-dealing, too.

Poltergeist Ethanoic Acid: I wanted to thank everyone for letting me join this little collab and especially thank Donut for putting this all together. I also want to thank the readers as well for voting and coming up with some fun dare ideas and topics to talk about for banters. Hoping we can do more unique collabs like this in the future, whether it be with the same quest authors, or new quest authors! Also shoutout to Blingo Bopkus for dealing the cards for us for each round!

Gnoll: We actually managed to complete a multi-author project from beginning to end somehow. Truly a monumental accomplishment for the ages.

Clockwork Seal: I only screwed things up a little bit! I had a blast doing a big collaborative project with a bunch of cool folks!

LonelyWorld: Thank you everyone who read this quest, sorry if there wasn’t a ton of suggestion room. I had fun working with all these other talented authors and hope to work on more collabs soon!
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Congratulations on managing to wrap up this big crossover!
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"Um Mr. Kog where are the winnings? . . . Mr. Kog?"
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