Inventory:
-Robe, brown
-Blood, sentient

>>10210462
See if there's any way we can find out what time of day it is. Get a handle on the time, work out how long we're willing to wait.

>>10210491
There is daylight somewhere above the thick cover of clouds, so it's some time between late morning and late afternoon.

Bump, where my peoples?

>>10210724
possibly off doing other stuff.

bump, while I try to get through the rest of the archived threads...

Woah, you were early.

We need to find some form of civilization. Mostly a phone.

Off on his promontory, Ramiel seems perturbed. His fingers remain lightly touching the sword, but he seems troubled, and he keeps shaking his head. His wings expand, spreading out from him like great stretching arms, and he begins verbalizing something, but you can't understand him between the distance and the wind.

>>10210995
Walk over.

Keep wary, look around.

Postan Archive.

>>10211045
you should spoil that, sir!

:(

You cautiously walk over along the broken ground. Ramiel is standing by the time you reach him. His face is a sullen mask.
"The Shard..." he begins, faltering.
"What?" you say.
"The Prime Shard believes that you are a more suitable bearer than...than I," he says at last, tossing his head petulantly.

>>10211190
"Not interested."
>>10211176
Oh. Sorry. It's not intended to be read if you haven't been through the Thread Archives, I guess, more as a reminder/catalog of everything that has happened. But yeah, sorry if I spoilt Bloodquest for ya.

Also, as it hasn't been said yet, Fuck Yeah Bloodquest!

>>10211282
"Not interested," you say. Ramiel positively quivers with rage.
"Not...not interested? The Prime Shard spurns me, casts me aside...for you? You who do not even realize the gift bestowed upon you?" He points the rapier at you like an extension of his arm. "No...no, we will see who is deserving..."

>>10211442
"Try to think about it rationally. If I take the Prime Shard, you would become nearly useless in a fight. If you keep it, we can attack from two angles, forcing confusion on the enemy, whomever that may be."

>>10211442
"Not interested in taking what's yours.
"Not interested, especially, in fighting over it."

Ramiel hesitates, seemingly unsure of what to do. His face is a mixture of sadness and hatred.
"Very well. The Shard cannot have it's chosen bearer," he says, casting the sword aside. It arcs over the water before sliding into the rock face like it was nothing. The hilt catches on the rocks, and the swords remains stuck fast.
"...then it shall have no bearer at all. We shall see how it fares without me as its purveyor."

Attempt to eat the Shard, show it that we are not interested in it rotting in the dark. Introduce it to Garfield, see if they can figure something out.

>>10211618
"Don't throw the damn sword away! I already have one voice in my head, I don't need another. What if you conveyed the... Prime Shard's instructions to me? Would that be acceptable?"

>>10211618

The shard does not know all. Do not abandon it for its lapse of judgment. If the shard insists, you may consider yourself an intermediary between it and myself.

"Don't be a child, you've been devoted to that sword as long as I've known you and now you just throw it away? Take the sword and you can speak to me for it."

"The shard does not know all. Do not abandon it for its lapse of judgment."
Ramiel's pouty face grows ever larger.
"The Shard is the closest to the all-knowing that you are likely to find. If it's judgment has lapsed, it is only because it apparently values raw strength over loyalty and dedication."
"What if you conveyed the... Prime Shard's instructions to me? Would that be acceptable?"
"Hmph. From bearer, receiver, sword-arm, relegated to the status of interpreter and page-boy. Wonderful."

>>10211883
Like it or not, I need you Ramiel. I know I can't do this alone. You are a far more powerful ally with the sword in hand than without. Plus... I don't even know how to wield a sword, just these... *wiggle a pseudopod at him*

Fuck year blood quest!

Try to cheer him up. Tell him that in the olden times the prophets of the gods were the most important people in a community.

>>10211883
People, remember that Rammy's most prominent character trait is his HUGE EGO.

>>10212001
No, don't do that. The sword wants us to be it's prophet, not Ramiel.

>>10212068
But by telling him to keep on using the sword and being a prophet by interpreting its will then we can somehow appeal to his massive ego

>>10212001
>Haven't seen you around in a while. Welcome back.
"Like it or not, I need you Ramiel. I know I can't do this alone. You are a far more powerful ally with the sword in hand than without. What are you motivations in this conflict? Are you here to save humanity and restore our small island of order, or are you here to indulge your ego?"

Ramiel is in front of you in three steps, his motion a blur. He bares his teeth, a finger jutting at your face like a claw.
"I should feed you your entrails," he said. "Piece by piece. I cannot fathom why the Shard would want to do anything but pierce your heart." He turns away from you, lifting off and backblasting wind into your face.
"Very well," he shouts, flying over to where the sword is stuck fast in the rock and dislodging it. He shudders as he sheathes it.
"The Shard...is not pleased," he says upon his return. "Nor I."

You have to decide, Ramiel. What are you motivations in this conflict? Are you here to save humanity and restore our small island of order, or are you here to indulge your ego? To be the avenging angel who wields an almighty sword? Because that sounds very heroic, very dramatic, but it isn't what the world needs. What the world needs are for those of us who have the means to fight to put ourselves second and band together to drive back the chaos.

Yeah, sorry for my absence. Work has been cutting into my free time. I'm off for the next few days so it should be good.

I suppose the next course of business now that we've placated 23 is getting off the island. Also, try to find out how much time has passed. It's probably only been a few hours and a few days at most. However, we could possibly have another Kansas/13 time trip on our hands.

>>10212136
>What? No, I don't want the sword, it'll warp my mind!
>God, Ramiel, you need to stop thinking about yourself
>You guys are awesome

>>10212122
"Seriously man, calm the fuck down. We're on the same side here, there's no reason to fight amongst ourselves."

>>10212122

There'll be time for displeasure later. Does the Prime Shard have a suggestion on our next action?

>>10212180
Hey I got here late. if it were up to me, I would've taken the sword. I'm just trying to roll with it. :P

>Soundtrack for this evening: Fleshgod Apocalypse. I thought it appropriate.

"There'll be time for displeasure later. Does the Prime Shard have a suggestion on our next action?"
Ramiel shrugs, hand lightly on the hilt of the sword.
"It believes that my loyalty is my only strength. It is of the mind that we need to destroy 13 as soon as possible, devour or dissolve its physical form by any means necessary. Also, south is that way," he gestures offshore with one hand, sweeping his hair out of his eyes with the other.

>>10212122

Put hands on hips and glower at him.

"What would you have me do, Remiel? What would you have me do?"

Does the shard have any advice on how to defeat 13? It's just going to be us two on our own against her because I doubt we want to go back to the Ahrkam corp.

>>10212396
"What would you have me do, Remiel? What would you have me do?"
Ramiel stares at you for a moment.
"I would have you think. Imagine an angel of God descends to Jesus, the man who has devoted himself to holy service, and says, "No, child, not you. We want her. You've served your purpose, you've been used up." He spits the words out.

...Did Ramiel seriously just compare himself to Jesus? This guy's ego is bigger than I thought it was.

>>10212460
>implying Ramiel isn't just a massive ego with wings that you're forced to be around out of necessity.

I mean, I got that his ego was massive, I just didn't think it was big enough to compare himself to the son of God.

>>10212436
Then if you are a religious man, you will understand that God often has greater plans that you cannot see. Perhaps the Shard does not wish to be in your possession because you are going to be more useful in another way?

>>10212436
"And would not the proper response be to go with His plan?
Not that the Shard's an Angel of God, or you're Jesus or anything, just keeping with the metaphor.
Now, we need to find my team, and your ward, do we not?"

>>10212436
You know what? Fine. Give me the damn sword. I'll give it to someone who gives a damn about humanity.

"And would not the proper response be to go with His plan?
Not that the Shard's an Angel of God, or you're Jesus or anything, just keeping with the metaphor.
Now, we need to find my team, and your ward, do we not?"

"Yes," Ramiel says, lifting off again. "I....am sorry. The disapproval of the Shard was a shock to me."
You feel your own wings expanding. "Don't worry about it...I guess," you say, taking off as the two of you begin heading south towards the states.

Ask Ramiel if he or the shard have any idea on how to deal with 13. Direct assault doesn't seem to be the best idea. Nuke her from orbit? I think that'd be the only way to be sure.

>>10212577
Get to a phone ASAP and call Walters/Fieldson for an update.

>>10212648
Not this. We have no idea what happened over in Germany. For all we know, Ahrkam/Slenderman is still out there looking for us. We don't want to tip him off.

>>10212648
I agree.
Call list, in order:
Fieldson
Walters
Our last cellphone number.
88

To try to placate Ramiel a bit further. ask him for more flying tips as we head towards civilization. Once we get there, try to get to a TV or a radio. Maybe we can pick up some relevant info from news reports.

>>10212672
Agree on this front. Do NOT call Akham personnel until we have more info.

>>10212716
Remember we still look like a freakish monster I suggest avoiding civilians s much as possible.
Find another way to get a phone and call Walters.

>>10212749
This reminds me. Ask Garfield if we can do anything about the runes.

"Do you have any idea on how to destroy 13?"
Ramiel shakes his head. "Destroying the physical vessel should weaken it and disengage it from its anchor to reality, but it an unfathomably powerful being that should never have existed, and any attempts to harm it will no doubt be met with extreme force."

"Garfield, can we do anything about these runes all over us?" you ask.
"I...no. I can't stop making them. I'm not thinking about doing it, it's just...happening."

>>10212795
Do our robes feature a hood or could they be arranged to cover our head? If so, go with the TV/Radio news plan.

Seconding the tv/radio/newspaper idea. Try to figure out what happened in Germany

>>10212648
>>10212680
>>10212846

Yeah, let's get a sitrep using whatever source is closest (media, phone calls, whatever).

>>10212828
Let's be honest, at this point, the only people that would even be able to do anything about us are Arkham or a select few of the subjects, being ultra sneaky isn't exactly imperative. We can still be sneaky, but we're also flying around, so we're not exactly creepin' around the sewers.

>>10212934
Agreed.

>>10212999
Alright, Lowroller, tonight is the night you earn back Highroller. Also, maybe I'll miraculously save us from radiation death again.

Soon you find yourself over the mainland. Now that the clouds are clearing, you can see that it is late afternoon, almost nightfall. You try to locate a decent-sized road, and follow it until you reach a small gas station. Pulling up your hood, you motion for Ramiel to wait outside, and poke your head in. It seems deserted. Stepping inside, you move over to the newspaper rack.
The papers are all dated the same day you flew to Berlin. With the time-zone change, it would mean you've been gone for less than 8 hours.
"These aren't the droids you're looking for," comes a voice behind you. You turn to see a girl, probably using this job to pay for college, coming out of the stockroom. She steps behind the counter, nodding at you.
"Sweet robe. Can I help you?"

I'm not saying that we be sneaky sneaky. I just think going to Ahrkam at this point is a bad idea. We have no idea what happened in Germany, and if Slenderman is still around, which he probably is, then we somehow mannaged to hurt him. He might think we're dead, but even if he still thinks that we're alive then he'll be out looking for us. Either way, no need to be rash and reveal our presence to him just yet.

Although we'll probably tip him off when we take on 13. If he knows we're still alive, then he might venture that we'll be going after 13 as well and could be waiting for us to weaken her before he goes into the kill. Or something. I dunno. All of a sudden though I'm imagining a three way battle between slender, 13, and 82 and it is ridiculously awesome.

>>10213026
"Do you have a phone I could use?"

Does Rammy have any Earth-money?

Ask her if she's heard anything about what happened in Germany

>>10213033
>three way between slender, 13, and 82
Save it for the fap fiction
>>10213026
"Need a phone, can you help me?"

>>10213026

Ask if the newspapers are current, also see if we can score some Snickers bars. Those are the shit.

>>10213033
Yeah, there's no reason to go to Arkham, they've got nothing to offer us. Honestly, in terms of other subjects, there's not really anyone that comes to mind at the moment in terms of relative power level, with the exception of 151+23. Looks like we're freelancin' once more.

>>10213068
We need either BITCHIN' HEADBAND or AWESOME FEDORA, stat. If we have any hope of winning, we'll need all the nostalgia power possible.

>>10213141
In fact, we should make a BITCHIN' HEADBAND out of our robes.

"Are these papers current?"
"Yeah, get them in every morning, but I don't work that shift."
"Do you have a phone I could use?" you ask.
"Sure, there's a pay-phone outside. Do you...need change?" she replies, looking at you.
"Um...yeah."

<+50 CENTS>

Ramiel perks up as you exit the station and head to the payphone. He lingers over your shoulder as you pick up the receiver.
>Who do you call?

>>10213197
>Check: Price of a Call
If 25c, Bart or Jacob, then our cell
if 50c, Jacob

>>10213197
Jacob. If we have enough for another call, our old phone.

>>10213197
Ghost busters

But seriously we need to get in contact with Walters. He'd know bout shit in Germany going down, our teams status, and 13's location

Jacob sounds like a good bet to me. After him, try our old cell and see how 88 is holding out. We might want to try to get in contact with 96 and try to find a way to kill slender/13

>>10213291
I mean 'old cell' as in the one we had on us when we were in Berlin. Hopefully Clara or Creed picked it up.

>>10213291
>>10213275
>>10213248
>>10213240
You dial Jacob's phone. It rings three times.
"H-hello?" he answers tentatively.

Identify ourselves. Ask him how he's doing.

>>10213310
"Its <Codename they gave us to indicate we weren't captured that I forgot and can't look up because suptg is down>"
"Sup?"

>>10213310
"Don't trust Arkham. In fact, stop working for them. Now."

>>10213310
Jacob it's Helen, I just got back from a trip to the otherside. Arkham was a cosmic entity. and I need to know what you know...

>>10213310
"It's me. Where are you and who are you wtih?"

"It's me. Where are you and who are you with?"
You hear the sound of shuffling papers and a slamming door.
"Helen??" comes the hoarse whisper. "You're supposed to be in Germany! Where the hell are you?"
"Arkham can't be trusted," you say. "The man, Arkham. He's a cosmic entity."
"...what??" you can hear the disbelief in his voice.

Explain to him what happened and what went down.

>>10213496
"He's plotted the whole damn thing, from the start. After Key/Gate something got in Arkham's head. Have you heard anything from Germany?"

>>10213496
"Arkham isn't Arkham, at least not anymore. He's the one who was in 13's drawings, and he murdered 33 and 16, the latter right in front of our eyes after he stereotypically revealed his grand scheme. He's here to do nothing but cause as much chaos as he can."

just what the board needs, yet another fucking quest thread.

>>10213496
Listen, we have to meet up. You aren't safe there. Where are you?

>>10213496
"Just, just look out. He probably thinks I'm dead, and this call isn't likely safe, so we have to make this quick."
"Whatever they tried to do to me, and did to 13, Theodore Arkham did it to himself, and he's been playing us all for fools."

>>10213565

>>10213565
Haters gonna hate I guess

>>10213566
This. Give as little detail as possible, and say nothing about where we are.

>>10213565
>lol u mad?

>>10213546
"He's plotted the whole damn thing, from the start. This entity, he sought it out, trying to unlock the answers to the Key/Gate. It's -been- him ever since. Have you heard anything from Germany?"
"No, nothing. There's supposed to be a status report some time soon...Are...are you sure about all this?"
"Is this honestly the craziest thing that's happened recently?"
"I'm not even sure how to judge anymore."
"Just, just look out. He probably thinks I'm dead, and this call isn't likely safe, so we have to make this quick."
"Listen, Call me later, I'll be at home..."

>>10213677
"Up in Michigan? Do I have that address?"

>>10213565
Good sir, as much as you may personally dislike quest threads, it is not necessary to verbally assault those that do. Many times they are the result of DM's who have fantastic ideas, but are possibly unable to run those ideas with their gaming group. Or perhaps they've created a setting to leverage the knowledge of /tg/ to good use. Either way, they inspire others with good ideas, and generally make us all better as DM's.

Do we have his home number? If not ask for it and then call our old phone.

>>10213677
"Alright. And look out, I look a little... scary right now."

>>10213703
>I for one know I'm using my archive for some campaign down the line.

>you are out of quarters
"I don't know if I'll be able to-"
"Then come here, you remember where my apartment is. But be very careful. Be VERY. Careful. I don't think my phone's been tapped, but if it has...I don't even know. Is there someone you'd like me to get in touch with?"

>>10213791
"Can you get in touch with Claire or Brody for me? Or the pyromaniac Creed?"

>>10213677
say bye head in the direction of Chicago so we can be there to clean up if the shit hits the fan.

My trap sense is tingling. I'm not sure if going to him is the best idea.

If we decide to go to Walters apartment, we should definitely not go inside. We should wait on the roof where we can attempt a quick escape in the case of a trap.

>>10213834
Even if trap sense is tingling... what other options do we have? Ramiel is with us if shit hits the fan, and there's not much they can do to us now unless Nyarlathotep comes BACK to fuck with us. The only argument for not going near Jacob is in case Nyarly comes looking for us and kills him to fuck with us.

>>10213834
b-but it's Jacob if we can't trust him then what?

>>10213834
Just thinking crazy here: All of humanity is the slender man. Maybe we're still in Arkham and Nyarlathotep is just fucking around with us in our brain. We're in the Nyarlathotep-Matrix.

I'm not saying that we shouldn't go to him. It just seems suspicious that we get on the phone with him and the first thing he wants is to meet up with us at his house. He seemed scarred when he answered the phone. Something doesn't seem right. That's all I'm saying.

>>10213955
too bad we can't go see if his daughter is safe...

>>10213982
Fuck I bet Nyarly is holding her hostage.
Ugh this is turning into a game of Paranoia.

>>10213914
>How ridiculous, let me just file that away with the other possible endings

"Can you get in touch with Clara or Brody for me? Or that pyromaniac Creed?" you say, giving him your old cell number.
"I'll try, but not now. Can you be in Chicago by midnight?"
"I think so," you say.
"I hope I see you," he says, and hangs up.

"Well, we're headed to Chicago," you say to Ramiel. "We need to regroup, find out what the status of Arkham is. I hope it's not too much to ask that we killed that fuck."
Ramiel shrugs. "Chicago it is. The more resources we can bring to bear against 13 at once, the better."

>Fast travel to Chicago?

Sure, let's speed travel to Ahrkam. I don't think there's anything else we want to do unless we want to scrounge around for money and call our old cell phone.

>>10214008
Fly, fly, fly little starling... fly, fly, fly...

>>10214032
for shits and giggles, I vote we fuck up 18 while we're here, if we have time. He was an annoying little bastard, and we might as well give StonerDM a chance to Deus Ex Machina murder us once more.

You have any idea how much energy flying takes? Fuck that, steal a car again. Go faster via car as well.

>Fast-travel. But wait, what's this?

You and Ramiel stay close to the clouds so you can avoid any unwanted attention as you fly towards Chicago. The sun has gone down, so you navigate easily by the distant city lights. As you draw closer to the city, however, you see an area of hills off the road a ways, completely obscured by a thick black fog.

>Will you investigate?

>>10214108
YAY!!!! Time to get fucked up !!!!! XD

>>10214095
>In my defense, I only Deus ex Machina-shot you forward in time. Everything else was shitty shit shit die rolls.

HILLS WITH FOG? WE MUST INVESTIGATE!

>>10214108
Yes, lets kick that little punk's ass once and for all.
"Ramiel, 18's been terrorizing this city, feel like putting a stop to it?"

>>10214124
>>10214095
>And, hey, wait, you're the ones that wanted to go back and help the little girl anyway.

>StonerDM realizes that he completely winged the identity of 13 and therefore the entire plot of this quest
>MY GOD

>>10214124
>Also in your defense, we probably would have died if it weren't for that Hunsky.

>>10214145
Pot sure is nice, eh Stonerbro?

>>10214145
Stoner you magnificent bastard! I read your book!

>>10214145
Pot's a hell of a drug, isn't it?

>>10214116
>>10214126
>>10214143
"Ramiel, 18's been terrorizing this city, feel like putting a stop to it?"
Ramiel nods. "I will show the Shard who is fit to wield."
You bank towards the fog, descending swiftly to mask your approach. You can hear the chittering and scrabbling of the vile beasts, and smell their oily blubber, though they remain obscured by the fog. Somewhere within the miasma you can hear 18's grating voice, self-congratulating as he orders his minions around.
"Yeah...tonight! Tonight we're gonna show those pigs. Gonna blow the Windy City away, and stamp Arkham into the dust like the fleas they are!"

>>10214108
I guess we better investigate that fog... *winkwink*

>>10214199
>You did what now?
>>10214191
>>10214209
>Man, I don't even know where I am right now. On the subject of drugs, have 3 grams of 20x Salvia and 2 hits of acid waiting for me at my eventual destination.
>I mean, I'm dying forever, you'll never see me again

Issue him a challenge from on high. Make it as badass as possible.

>>10214238
>Stonerbro, just want to say, love this quest so much
Blood Armour up. We need a dynamic entrance

>>10214252
>No, don't die!
>Also, that sounds pretty nice.
>You do realize you're obligated to share stories now, right?

>>10214292
This! DYNAMIC ENTRY!

>>10214238
"I'm going to try to flush him out, keep a little altitude and when he shows his ugly face, remove it"
Take bearings as best we can from the sound of 18's dumb voice, then let loose with a barrage of blood spears.

>>10214252
Dude... acid... so jealous.

>>10214270
if I may...
"18, you who are the lowest of the low! You who scrapes and digs in the dirt! Do you remember me? I am that which bleed but never dies! I am the devourer, the blood maiden! Tonight is your last night low one. Under this sky your end comes. Your flesh will rot under the burning sun for I will not give so detestable a foe the honor of being taken by my blood. The flies will have you 18!

>>10214270
>>10214331
>>10214292
"I'm going to flush him out, get him steamed," you say, armoring up. The blood feels cool as it crawls over your skin. "Don't be afraid to take his head off if you get the opportunity,"
Ramiel draws the Shard and gives a fencing salute.
You soar above the commotion.
"Just like worms to hide in filth!" you call out. "Afraid someone might step on you?"
The mist clears a bit, settling into the solid forms of large, muscular humanoids. Instead of faces, they manifest a seething anemone of thin tendrils, thick lobster claws hanging like heavy clubs off their wrists. Somewhere amid their ranks you can see the flicker of 18's movement.
"Is that....you bitch! You fucking bitch!"

>"Just like worms to hide in filth!" you call out. "Afraid someone might step on you?"
>Yeah, that's, whatever
>""18, you who are the lowest of the low! You who scrapes and digs in the dirt! Do you remember me? I am that which bleed but never dies! I am the devourer, the blood maiden! Tonight is your last night low one. Under this sky your end comes. Your flesh will rot under the burning sun for I will not give so detestable a foe the honor of being taken by my blood. The flies will have you 18!"
>RETCON'D

>>10214474
>>10214270
That sounds something Ramiel would say.
How about something simple like, "Having fun playing with your imaginary friends?"

Challenge him to come out and fight us like a man instead of hiding behind others.

>>10214550
>That sounds something Ramiel would say.
maybe the shard is right...

>>10214550
Hey, we're with the flying ego, we should ham it up a bit.

>>10214124
There's no need to defend yourself, making shit up to make things more interesting is what a DM is all about. There's a reason almost every DM guide starts with "You are the DM, you do whatever you want." I was just trying to give you more chances to throw something at us other than super-giant-BBEG.

>>10214519
>>10214536
Let the carnage begin.

Reminder!:
Never roll unless told to!

>>10214474
Awesome as that is, it's hardly in character.

rolled 94 = 94

>>10214588
yessir!

>>10214603
Let's be honest, we just had a trippy adventure through the dreamlands and fucked shit up with blood spikes everywhere while flying. I think we might have reason to ham it up a bit. Plus, we've been talking to Remiel a lot lately.

>>10214608
>Ok, I forgive that one.

>>10214608
The gods laugh at our misery

>>10214608
LULZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! USE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NAOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!

>>10214608
>drop dice

>damn good results

UNPROBABLE.

>>10214569
"Come out here and fight, don't hide behind your goons!"
"Now now, we all must play to our strengths. Mine just happens to be goons."
As he speaks, a chorus of droning buzzes starts up, as dozens of fist-sized hellish bee-creatures flit out of the low-hanging mists, scorpion-like tails curling up under them as their spindly shrimp-like legs seek to gain purchase against your armored flesh. You hear Ramiel curse loudly on the ground.

>Let's get this fail parade started, roll some dice!
>>10214608
>Not that one!

>>10214608
10/10 for hilarious timing and ironically high roll. Would facepalm again.

rolled 61 = 61

>>10214686
Roll?

Brace for fail?

rolled 50 = 50

ROLL LIKE THE FIST OF THE NORTH STAR.

rolled 96 = 96

>>10214696
Rollan

rolled 43 = 43

>>10214686

rolled 62 = 62

>>10214686
The thing we did with the Dreamland bee things, whips with hooks, enemy projectiles.

rolled 81 = 81

Here's to hoping for a good roll

Ok ppl i THINK weve killed him.

rolled 25 = 25

My dice will pierce the heavens!

>>10214763
Aha!
There you are, token failroll!

>>10214715
Yeah, I guess I vote for various ass-kickery with this roll.

rolled 60 = 60

>>10214772

Wait, so the 43 didn't count?

>>10214788
Not in Bloodquest when compared to what are average rolls are.

rolled 66 = 66

cool

>>10214788
Fail, but not on the same level we're used to.

rolling will now stop until called for again

>>10214788
...the 43 didn't seem that bad.

What's the cutoff?

>>10214837
I would say around 30

>Just by the by:
>Pic Related

>>10214696
>61
Your blood almost glows with candescence as it froths dangerously, the hissing of cooking flesh driving away the insect monstrosities.
>>10214715
>50
You see Ramiel below you, swinging the Shard wildly as he tries to fend off the swarm. One of the larger brutes plods towards him, and he whips its leg off effortlessly with a sweep of the rapier.
>>10214718
>96
Going into a dive, you extend two hooked whips. Lashing out, you snag the throats of two of the hulking nightmares, stretching the whips taut as you the ground and driving them to earth. Drawing the whips towards you with one harsh motion, you are rewarded with two distinct wet snaps of conjured bone.
>>10214719
>43
The wind is knocked out of you as you are tackled by a third of the brutes. You hear 18 cackling to himself.
>>10214727
>62
The brute tries to smother you with its hulking mass as 18 titters gleefully. Its tentacles begin writhing with panic, claws and legs scrabbling for an instant of fear before a blood-spiked fist bursts out of the back of its rubbery torso, spewing black ocher onto the evening soil. You clear out a space with the heated blade, emerging from the empty cocoon of its torso like a grim parody of birth.
>>10214735
>81
"You." you say matter-of-factly, pointing a dagger-blade at 18. It springs away from your wrist, propelled by the extending whip, and catches him on the shoulder, puncturing through with ease. You give a disdainful flick to the side, and the energy travels along the length of the taut whip before the dagger rends itself away painfully, severing 18's arm and sending blood splashing to the grass to mix with whatever fell fluids his creations produce.

<Continued, you guys rolled a shitload of dice>

>>10214950
>F5 indeed!

rolled 95 = 95

>>10215105

You FAIL!

Let's see if I do better...

>>10215117

...yes, yes I do...

>>10215105
>>10215117
STOP ROLLING

Stop. Rolling.

>>10215105
>/tg/dice.jpg?
>>10215117
Ok, too many high rolls in this entry!

Not to mention TOO MANY ROLLS!

>>10215105
>>10215117

...well, this is quite a mixed blessing here...

>>10215059

>>10214763
>25
Ramiel disappears under a cloud of stinging hell-wasps, the Shard skittering out of his hands and carving a swathe out of the nearby dirt.
>>10214788
>60
You dash towards him, firing a spear at 18 to keep him at bay. He scrambles away from you, clutching at his bleeding stump. You action-roll under the sweeping claw of a fleshy titan, extending your wrists towards 151 and concentration hard.
Sanguikinetically directed, two lashes of blood snap back and forth, flicking the wasps covering the angel's body to pieces. He stands shakily, flesh covered in nasty-looking welts, and retrieves his sword
>>10214825
>66
Back to back, the two of you face off against an encroaching mob of clawed arms and writhing faces, terrible pulpy trumpetings filling the dark air. The night becomes once again thick with black mist, and you hear 18's choked cackling.
"Brace yourself," Ramiel tells you, and you plant your feet firmly.
The winged man rolls backwards and upwards, pushing off of you and flexing his wings to gain additional altitude. He lands with one arm looped around the stumpy neck of the beast, the other driving the Shard into the creature's unfathomable worm-hive of a face. A few flicks of the wrist ensures the beast is brought to earth, while a swift x-shaped slashing motion from you ensures that two of the beasts charging towards you are bisected, steaming flesh dribbling to the ground.

>What do?

rolled 21 = 21

>>10215231
Charge! Try more Blood hooks

Pop 18's other arm off. Didn't he need arms to summon?

If more limb removal fails to contain him, i dunno, eat his head or something.

>>10215254
>And here I am, earning the name.

>>10215231
We do whatever
>>10215117
gets us

We need to kill 18, if we don't this could go on forever.

Fly up, have Ramiel draw his attention, and fire a blood spear into his head WITH ALL OUR MIGHT!

>>10215254
>21
You hear 18's ranting grow more guttural, more foreign sounding. A twisted black shape seems to be lurching above the others, amid the cracking and twisting of bone and muscle coming into place.
"If this is the fight you want," 18 says as his augmented form rises, three stories tall, a seething nightmare of human limbs, insectoid claws, ratlike tails and snakelike protrusions.
"Then I will make a beast out of myself," he says, from some foreign unhinging mouth deep within the chaotic nightmare. "And rid myself of the weakness of being a man!"

>Roll dice

rolled 6 = 6

>>10215292

Ok, I like this plan.

rolled 83 = 83

Get some altitude, blood lance bombardment.

>>10215312
I think we have a winner

rolled 89 = 89

Oh dice gods, come to my aid!

>>10215338

ALL HALE THE DICE GODS!

rolled 42 = 42

GOGOGO

rolled 88 = 88

>>10215310
Dice, don't fail me now!
Blood spears.

>>10215338
>>10215315
>>10215357
yea verily yea

now stop rolling!

>>10215383
>thank you

Give me a minute to figure out what happens

>Also, StonerDM works a Hunter Thompson quote into Bloodquest, no one comments :(

>>10215399
"And he whom makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man."

I love u Stonerbro.

rolled 89 = 89

>>10215310
Okay okay, last time was a mere jest.

THIS TIME WE ROLL LIKE THE FIST OF THE NORTH STAR.

>>10215425
Samuel Johnson, no?

>>10215399
Hunter Thompson was quoting Dr. Samuel Johnson when he said it, so yeah...

>>10215312
>6
You and Ramiel both take to the air. However, he is unable to gain enough altitude before the smashing weight of a clawed arm brings him painfully to earth.
>>10215315
>83
A shower of bloodspears sends the beast back, giving Ramiel room to rise and take off 3 of its 4 limbs, leaving the rest to bleed out.
18 is taking a more decided form now, 4 pairs of giant human arms forming the scuttling limbs of his rear section, while a vaguely-humanoid front rises 3, 4 stories tall, a faceless head craning back and forth, with only a tooth-filled mouth stretching from top to bottom. A sea of glittering eyes adorns the beast's chest, while a forest of whips, tails, and stingers emerges from its rear.
>>10215338
>89
A well-aimed fusillade of boiling lances strikes the beast in its eyes, causing it to skitter backwards thunderously.
>>10215363
>42
You swoop around, attempting to strafe, but are caught up in the ropy flailing of the menagerie of tails, dodging, but making no offensive headway.
>88
Seeing an opening, you fly in, sticking onto 18's back with the aid of a few well-dug hooks. Digging your heels in you pull back, tearing into the flesh. Just as you wanted, 18 rears back, arms scrabbling to reach you while new arms and limbs form. You kick or slap them away and yank back even harder, forcing a helling moan from the vertical, slavering jaws.
>>10215433
>89
Barreling out of the darkness, Ramiel drops to one knee before fluidly taking off, tracing a diagonal line up the front of the beast, The Shard dug in to the hilt. He pulls it through out the right shoulder with a flourish and a satisfying arterial spray, and the rearing beast sags open, knocking you loose and forcing you to roll to safety as it churns the earth in its death throes.

>>10215449
>>10215445
>Well, hell, you learn something new err' day. Thanks gents.

>>10215589
Whose awesome? Were awesome!
Now after we know he is dead. Leave him to rot.

>>10215589
Make sure to consume corpse, leave no chance of "haha, wasn't full dead."

>>10215754
Agreed. Eat the bastard.

>>10215754
No

>>10214474
>>10214536
>Your flesh will rot under the burning sun for I will not give so detestable a foe the honor of being taken by my blood. The flies will have you 18!

>>10215754
>>10215795
We said we wouldn't, cause he didn't deserve it.

>>10215820
Fair enough.

You stride over to the massive prone form once it stops moving, the others having vanished into mist. You lash out with your blood, cutting deep and letting it spread, boiling within the dead flesh.
It tastes horrendous. Where your previous feeding was an exultation of consumption, this is a miserable chore.
>Completely devour Subject 18?

>>10215820
aha, 'twould appear I missed that last line. That one's my bad.

>>10215835

Nah, let's not. Just dice it up, and let's get outta here.

>>10215835
Maybe just spit on him. Or maybe a small eulogy, probably slightly sarcastic, yet somewhat heartfelt.

>>10215897
This one.

what's the time? (in game)
we have a deadline to meet

>>10215816
>>10215820
>No
>>10215839
>>10215826
>We take it all back!
Very well then.

You kick at the mammoth corpse when it finally comes to rest.
"Ramiel," you say. "Cube him and let's leave him to rot."
Ramiel nods, and the two of slice large gouges out of the still flesh until you are convinced it isn't getting up again. Satisfied, you take wing once more, heading towards the urban lights, and the people now slumbering safely.

Ramiel deserves one of these.

>>10216033
Agreed. Offer mid-flight fist bump

>Well, I think that about wraps it up for tonight. I'm going to go get some sleep and sober up and maybe do something productive.

>>10215983
do a few passes before landing at Jacob's to check for obvious threats.

>>10216078
Kick ass as always, Stonerbro

>Come on now, I'm fucking with you

"Hey," you say as you head towards the city. Ramiel turns, confused at your extended fist. Cautiously, he reaches out with his own, giving it a slight mid-air tap. You nod approvingly.

You have no watch, but you know it's late when you get into the city. You hover low over the buildings, flitting down dark side streets until you reach the roof of Walters' building.

>How will you proceed?

>>10216116
Figure out how to get to his apartment without freaking EVERYONE in the building out.

>>10216116
I search for traps

>>10216148
Eh, ditch the wings. We can pass as normal, aside from the robe.
We need something better.
Wife's clothes? Jacobs?

Options:
You could simply walk down the stairs from the roof access.

You could descend to the street and enter like a normal person in a brown robe.

You could try to find Walters' specific window, and enter that way.

>>10216116
I'm a little nervous about the reaction to the blood eyes and covered in runes thing...

>>10216152
I search for secret doors.
>>10216178
She's been out of the picture for a while. Jacob's clothes however, is a possibility.

>Listening to death metal
>suddenly http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nzg6UqWgmGc&feature=related
>...
>Imokaywiththis.jpg

>>10216228
Roof access. If it is a trap they won't see it coming.

bump.

>>10216272
Pulling up your hood, you slip into the stairwell, hoping no one will notice Ramiel's enormous feathery wings. Luckily the hallways seem fairly deserted, except for one man who is obviously drunk, and who Ramiel simply stares at until he goes back into his room.
You locate what you hope you remember as being Jacob's apartment, and knock softly. The peephole darkens; you nervously adjust your hood.
"Is...is that you?" comes the whispered response.

>>10216378
"I think so. I brought a guest."

>>10216228
I just had the most absurd mental image for "Go in through the window", where Helen blasts in through the window expecting a trap, clad in full blood armor with wings, runes, solid red eyes, whips and hooks everywhere, and Walter is just, like frying eggs or something.

Then we'd be like... "Oh... Hai."

>>10216378
yeah it's me. come on open the door.

(I think they left after you fake quit for the night...)

>>10216378

"for the most part, I've changed a bit since we last met."

>>10216378
"No, its the tooth fairy"

>>10216378
"I like to imagine that I am me, so yes."

"No, it's the tooth fairy. Open up, I brought a guest." Ramiel leans in, frowning at the peephole.
"Oh...oh my."
You hear the sounds of a bolt being undrawn and a chain sliding.
"I've...changed, since you saw me." you manage to murmur, sinking into your hood. You never gave any serious thought to how others might react to your new appearance, but now it's making you nervous. Walters opens the door.
"Please, come in...both of you..." he says.

The apartment is as you remember it, if a bit more cheerless with Samantha's bubbly presence. Swallowing, you remove your hood, turning to look at Jacob as he relocks the door. He starts slightly when he turns, breathing heavily.
"I...what?" he asks softly.

Hm. i hope our runes don't cause madness in normal humans.

>>10216591
"I went somewhere...else. There were some complications."

>>10216591
I don't really understand it myself. Basically, Arkham is another entity, likely on par with 13. I fought him and... something happened. I vanished from Berlin and woke up somewhere else, looking like this.

We sucker punched an eldritch abomination. Again.

This had serious, unforeseen consequences. Again.

>>10216591
"I don't exactly know myself"

>>10216700
This, this, a million times this.

>>10216591

"Long story...I'm still me, really..."

"Can we focus on the issue at hand now? What is Arkham doing right now, and has anything happened with 13?"

>>10216700
Haha. Yes.

"I don't really understand it myself. Arkham is another entity, likely on par with 13. I fought him and... something happened. I vanished from Berlin and woke up somewhere else, looking like this. Basically, we sucker-punched an eldritch abomination, again, and there were drastic and unforeseen consequences...again."
Walters nods slowly.
"I...I see. Arkham released a statement, said that you had assassinated 16, our best hope of defeating 13, and then fled with your team. You're all classified as shoot on sight. To tell you the truth, I would have believed it, if you hadn't called me, from Michigan of all places. I figured something was up, and..." he gestures to your shifting skin. "I see that I was right."
"Where is your team, anyway? I mean, aside from...him." he gestures to Ramiel, who is examining Walters' bookshelf.

>>10216836
"Well, shit. We were hoping you'd know."

>>10216836
"Berlin, I guess. I was hoping you could help me get in contact.

>>10216836
"I have no idea. I wasn't even sure they were alive until you said that. It could still be the entity playing mind games, but I don't think it would issue kill orders on people it had already killed."

>>10216836
"I have no idea. I disappeared right as he was about to kill me, and they might've been left there. He may have killed them."

>>10216836

"I was actually hoping you could tell me, besides you the only person I've met is Ramiel here."

I'd love to continue, but as it turns out I need sleep and still have to wrap up my unfinished work in the morning. Stay awesome, StonerDM.

>>10216836
"I was hoping you knew."
"hey maybe we can use the shard, it's a universal still-point it must know where everyone is in relation to it."

I just got that feeling that this is all about to go very very wrong.

"I have no idea, I was hoping you could tell me."
Walters nods.
"I called the number you gave me. Some man answered, said something in German, and hung up. I wish I had better news for you."
"Hopefully this means they're alive. It could be Arkham fucking with me, but I don't think he's issue kill orders on people he thought were dead. Unless he already thinks I'm dead. I should be so lucky."
Jacob reaches out with one hand, stroking a thumb across your cheek where a rune is slowly drifting.
"Wow, that's a trip..." he murmurs.

>>10217002
WELCOME TO BLOODQUEST.

IMPENDING DOOM AND SHIT ROLLS, OUR SPECIALTY.

>>10217036
Grab the hand.
"Focus."

>>10217036
"you think that's crazy you should see the wings."

>>10217036

We gently push Walters away gently.

"...Walters...it might not be a good idea to touch me right now. I really don't know what these things do, or what they COULD do..."

>>10217114

crap, I said gently twice...I need sleep.

You grab the hand, gently moving it away.
"Focus. It might not be a good idea to touch me right now. I really don't know what these things do, or what they COULD do..."
He nods. "It didn't feel like anything but skin."
"Not important. We need a plan. Have to get priorities..."

>What ARE your priorities?
>-recover your team
>-expand your team
>-Seek out resources to defeat 13
>-Destroy 13's physical body
>-Other?

>-recover your team

>-Seek out resources to defeat 13

>>10217236
We need to get our team back. Then we can take 13 on.

>>10217259
>>10217266
Second.

"I need to get my team back," you say, palming a fist with a satisfying *clap*.
"Well, you're not doing anything tonight. From the sound of things you've been through hell," Walters says. Ramiel has seated himself cross-legged on the floor, 2 feet away from a couch and immediately facing an easy chair. Jacobs moves into his small kitchen.
"With all this crazy mess, I haven't eaten yet, I'll make us some food," he says, digging around the refrigerator and coming up with eggs and ham.
"Er....an early breakfast?" he asks sheepishly

>>10217385
"I may need quite a bit of that ham"

>>10217236
>>10217266
>>10217286

Whatever we want to do, we need more information. We need to find out the situation at all fronts.

>>10217409
As disgusting as it was, we did have a bit of 18 and 18 summons, we should be good.

>>10217409
"I may need quite a bit of that ham," you say. Jacob produces what he has, which looks like about a pound-slab, and some more in the form of lunch-meat. He pushes it all towards you.
"Here....eat up," he says, cracking an egg into a frying pan. "Once your blood's fed we can get some real food in you as well." while the egg starts to sizzle he looks around for some bread.

>>10217495

"Uh, yea, I'm not sure how much of a difference there is anymore, but lets find out."

Devour ham, eat rest of meal human-style.

>>10217495
He's handling this rather well.
Guess he's gotten used to it.
OR ITS A TRAP!
But, no, I think he's just used to it.

>>10217544

Good call, let's see how much eating with our blood feeds us, and visa-versa.

>>10217544
You surreptitiously consume the ham with delicate tendrils while Walters cooks, eggs scrambled with buttered toast. Ramiel ventures over as the aroma grows stronger, moving awkwardly in the small apartment because of his wings.
The ham is divine, sending a sizzling shiver down your spine with each tender morsel incinerated.
"Oh, that hits the spot," Garfield says.
When the rest of the food comes, you dig in, swallowing a mouthful of egg and bread.
It's hideous, like sticky ashes crawling down your throat. Your stomach seems to want nothing to do with it.

>>10217614
"Oh my, this isn't good."

>>10217614

Ugh, now we can't eat normal food? That SUCKS.

"It seems my transformation also altered my digestive system."

>>10217614
I don't know why but this makes me sad. ):

Incinerate eggs, receive nutriment.

>>10217614

Have a bit of blood form in our mouth, absorb food in secret...the last thing we need is to let them see another bit of humanity we have lost...

>>10217614
Mournfully turn the plate over to Ramiel.

"Fucking great. What'll happen the next time i punch 13? My feet turn into hands? I start seeing with my hair? WHO THE FUCK KNOWS?!"

"Oh my, this isn't good." you say, looking at the plate of food.
"Is something wrong?" Walters asks, eating his own; he looks concerned. Ramiel silently scoffs down his plate after murmuring some thanks.
"It seems my transformation also altered my digestive system," you say with a sigh. "I can no longer nourish myself with normal food." You push the plate away in frustration, biting the side of one finger.
"It's...it's alright," Jacob ventures.
"It's not alright!" you shout. "Just another fragment of my humanity, fucking down the drain."
"Hey, it's not so bad," Garfield says. "I burn flesh to survive and I'm okay with it!"

>>10217732
Oh Garfield, you cad!

>>10217732
"If we stay here tonight, will anyone come looking for you? I don't want to endanger you anymore than I already have."

>>10217732
Sneak into Jacob's bedroom at night, bang him, leave to save the world, die a hero, but not a virgin.

>>10217732

eat rest of meal with blood, see if we can discern ANY taste at all.

>>10217732
oh Lebron-spider where are you when your uplifting insanity is needed most?

>>10217732

Hah, you're a cool guy Garfield. Consuming charred flesh isn't bad at, but I would've liked to be able to appreciate more foods.

>>10217823
Oh, you silly people that think Helen is still a virgin.
She was a 20 year old car thief who had no family and practically lived on the streets before Arkham found her. Do you really think she was a virgin?

"If we stay here tonight, will anyone come looking for you? I don't want to endanger you anymore than I already have."
"I'll be watched at work, they probably suspect you'll call me, if Arkham has anyone else in on it. But you should be fine, especially while everyone thinks you're in Europe."
Having finished his meal, Ramiel bows his head, then returns to the center of the living room, sinking into a cross-legged state and entering a sort of meditation.

>>10217839
>>10217688
>>10217679
>As eggs are not flesh (though closer than a lot of things) you will receive no nutrients from consuming them, nor will they be tasty-licious

>>10217874
Crash there, fuck Walters before leaving.

>>10217874
Do a few loops around the building. Crash.

>>10217943
Yes because doing this one room over from self-proclaimed jesus is a great plan.

>>10217943

Hah, like fucking a succubus.

Also pic related.

>>10217992
He already considers us a demon, not a big stretch in his eyes.

Walters chews the last of his food, watching Ramiel slip into a trance in his living room.
"So how much of...that...is him, and how much is the sword?"
You shrug. "He's definitely himself in there, even if he's become a little...egotistical, in the sword's possession."
Walters nods, piling dishes in the sink, then beckons for you to follow down the hall.
"I guess you could sleep on the couch, although if you're creeped out sleeping next to the coma-angel back there you could sleep in Samantha's room; bed's sort of small though..." he peeks inside his daughter's room.
"Walters...J-Jacob.." you say, taking a nervous step forward.

>For reals, now, make a move?

>>10218038
HUG HIM

HUG TOM. Er... WALTERS.

>>10218038
Tender embrace... see where it goes after that.

>>10218038
I suppose, general trend in the thread is for yes.
Don't have Helen force herself on him, though.
And make sure to tell Garfield to shut the hell up.

>>10218038
DO NOT FUCK HIM!!!!!

>>10218038

How does Garfield feel about the situation? Because he's gonna be there too.

>>10218038

Pause, blush, say "good night" and walk off filled with regret.

Your not human, not a whole one at least...where could being with him ever lead?

Hug, but do so CAREFULLY.

>>10218083

this, go all tsundere on him

>>10218083
Similar to this, but pause and stutter a lot, trying to spit out the words and finally giving up and saying good night.

>>10218119

go for careful, akward, but tender.

I say we breakdown and cry.

>>10218201
This. A million times this. So much emotional strain on Helen to do all these things. Finally let go and release all the pain.

>>10218049
>>10218059
>>10218062
>>10218073
>>10218119
>>10218134
>6 yes
>>10218131
>>10218124
>>10218083
>>10218075
>4 no (3 ._.)

"Yes?" Jacob says, turning to you. "What-?"
You press yourself against him, arms first at a loss for what to do, then slowly snaking around his body, gripping him gently as you bury your face in his shoulder/neck. You try to lose yourself, to escape the terrible constant pressure, the ever-present looming fear, and your own insidious growing hunger, the stripping away of your humanity that comes with every step closer you get to saving it.
"You're so warm..." he says at last, and you feel his arms around you, one hand around your back while the other strokes soft rivulets through your tangled red hair.
It's all too much, and you slide to your knees. You feel him follow, guiding you to the ground where you clutch your arms around his neck. For the second time since this horrible mess began, you weep at a man's feet. You hear him shushing you, a soft soothing sound. You feel his lips on your forehead, a single kiss delicately planted.
At least this time the man is alive.

>>10218212
I see three options right now with how chaotic everything is.
we can laugh, cry, or go (even more) crazy.

>>10218279
Bravo, man, bravo. Your writefaggotry brought tears to my eyes.

>>10218212
>>10218201
>Oh loltastic, I didn't even SEE these.

>Gonna wrap up, for realsies this time. Things are building to a climax I would say. Err'body's thoughts? I'm officially taking suggestions for the inevitable fapfiction pairings. I'm going to make the rash claim that I will write about ANY requested pairing, with the caveat that I might end up being full of shit.

>>10218279
>At least this time the man is alive.
>Dayyyyyuum, what a way to put it Stonerbro.

>OH! Just testing the waters here, but if it looks like things might cut close, how would people feel about running an extra-long BQ? We usually start at 9:00-ish EST, I would start at 3 or 4.

>>10218303
HelenxJacob
HelenxRamiel
HelenxMaksim (before he died)
Clara+Brody (not fapfiction, just Clara taking care of Brody now that 33 is dead)

>>10218342
>There was no emotional connection between Helen and 54 before they were already mad miles apart. Rest assured I have a plot device to fix this.

>>10218334
Well, it's summertime, so uni is out as well as high school.

I'm all for it.

>>10218334
Can you push it closer to 4 or 5? If not that's ok, I'll just jump in a little late. I would LOVE an extra long BQ, just be prepared to actually have two threads for once, haha!

>>10218334
As long as you warn us ahead of time.
>>10218303
Also, 141-145/96.
Write that!

>>10218334
>It wouldn't be tomorrow, but some day after that, if it's needed; I'll let y'all know the night before it's going to go down

I would like to have an extra-long Bloodquest. It is entertaining :D

>>10218334
there is no image macro for how happy this idea makes me.

Obligatory...

FUCK YEAR BLOODQUEST!!!!!!!!!

>Question: Are you guys enjoying the way combat is handled in BQ? I try to incorporate everyone's combat ideas as much as possible, and then string together a narrative using your die rolls. Is this successful? Am I not including you enough?

>>10218382
Don't forget to archive.

>>10218455
'sgood.
I like it especially when we roll good, like tonight, apparently.

>>10218455
Some of the best combat I have seen in quests!

>>10218455
Solid combat, without a doubt.

>>10218378
>Write about the Harlem Globetrotters being raped by a giant spider

Are...are you sure?

>>10218455
I like how you link all the rolls like you do it makes the combat flow in a way that just using the first roll and trying to make the whole thing fit to that one roll

>>10218509
It's that or CreedxBrody...

>>10218455

It's fine I would think. It's hard to bring a system into something like this without getting cluttered by rules.

>>10218509
Was just trying to come up with the most outlandish idea I could, and see if you ran with it.
But no. Please no.
>Also, should I use this trip?

>>10218538
>It's that or CreedxBrody...

Those two don't seem mutually exclusive at all. I'll do my best, though...neither of those are particularly fetishtastic for the Stonerbro >_>

>>10218587
How about the Canon stuff that has already happened, Like
SirenGorgonxAllofCleveland

Is it possible to do a PG story about Clara taking care of 33? Just daily things, sortof like a "day in the life" story?

>>10218637
>I plan on doing extensive "slice of life" epilogue work after the quest ends.

>Probably going to write filthy loli-fiction too, since I'm already writing slash-fiction and some crazy spider gangbang

>>10218689
How are you going to do all of this if you have to disappear? Don't you only have like a week and a half left?

>>10218712
I do. We'll just have to see what I can accomplish

>>10218689
>Please, please, please, don't.
>Oh gods, what have I done?

So, question, that I feel retarded for not realizing earlier, was the "Kraken" that attacked Blind Falls supposed to be Cthulhu, or at least Cthulhuesque?

>>10218732
The Kraken, or Leviathan, or whatever, has been cleverly retconned into being the same horrible mess of tentacles and flesh that attacked you in Leng

>>10218807
Duly noted.
Did we ever get a result of 'Operation: Drop a bus on 62's head'?

>>10218838
You put the information out there that maybe somebody should do that, but have not heard when/if it was done

This just in: after questing in the second person for weeks, it's hard to remember to get back into the third person omnitient style.

Good stuff here. Love ya, Stoner.