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    736 KB Gargoyle Quest 6 VKO !qw2cdBTZAc 03/16/11(Wed)21:32 No.14268532  
    Last time on Gargoyle Quest:

    >>"You know your husband's 'deals', not with the Don..."

    >>"What are you talking about?"

    >>"The creatures that Walt kept around."

    >>"They're not here anymore." She says, almost sobbing.

    >>You lower yourself from the roof by your toes, wings spread, eyes aglow.

    >>Mary McGregor turns, screaming as she sees you, her old legs giving out for a moment. She backs away up to Renee, who draws his bang stick, pointing it towards you. You swirl down and fly off, landing a short distance away.

    >>"Why did she have to cry again?" Fredrick says

    >>"See you later, Gabriel." Renee says, the group dropping you off outside of a dim warehouse. Two men in suits, calm with their hands folded at about waist level, stand guard. There is the sound of soft jazz music from the second floor, and the scent of incense drips down from the frosted windows.
    >> VKO !qw2cdBTZAc 03/16/11(Wed)21:33 No.14268547
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    >>You advance up the stairs, stone feet sounding on the metal. You watch the sentinel, silent and unmoving.

    >>"Don Malone, I am here." You say, standing back from the door.

    >>"Come in, Gabriel." He says, opening the door and walking back into the room towards a window.

    >>"I just wanted to see how things agreed with you." He says, putting out his cigarette in a window-side ashtray. A fan slowly blows out the incense. He stands, hands clasped behind his back with a pleasant grin on his face. "You may sit if you wish.

    >>You stand before the Don. This man is dangerous. A devil in his own right. But this is a question of what is more important: Your morals, or your body.

    Previous Thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/14191384/

    What will you do?
    >> VKO !qw2cdBTZAc 03/16/11(Wed)21:48 No.14268727
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    and bump.
    >> VKO !qw2cdBTZAc 03/16/11(Wed)22:08 No.14268986
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    30 will be back in, people hope show up do.

    >>trees. urnnPa

    Now I don't want to leave my house. The trees are right outside.
    >> Anonymous 03/16/11(Wed)22:43 No.14269463
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    Found it.

    Let us continue being an agent of justice by refusing to accept accommodations from this miscreant. We'll stand.
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    You refuse to sit.

    The Don shrugs. "Suit yourself. Not like you sit all that often anyway."

    He picks up one of the strange, misshapen statues in his office, rubbing his thumb along the curves of the elongated face. "So, how did the collections go?"
    >> Anonymous 03/16/11(Wed)23:13 No.14269840
    "The first was bloody; many strangers died..."

    Go silent for a second.

    "...however, those men were wicked, so i have nothing else to think of it. The old woman, on the other hand..."

    More dramatic pause.

    "...the look on her face; that will cause me day-mares."
    >> VKO !qw2cdBTZAc 03/16/11(Wed)23:23 No.14269947
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    "The first was bloody; many strangers died..."

    The night's visceral combat is still fresh in your head. Men tearing at your clothes, the smell of gunsmoke, people flying about the room as the four inhuman people send them tumbling to the ground.

    "...however, those men were wicked, so I have nothing else to think of it. The old woman, on the other hand..."

    You remember Mary's face, eyes wild with terror, her fragile hands up near her face in a futile effort at protecting herself.

    "...the look on her face; that will cause me day-mares."

    The Don puts the statue down, and grins. "Tonight was a perfect example of what will be awaiting you come collection night. Some of these people," He says, picking up an old wooden model of a bang stick, "You can't help but not feel sorry for when you inflict some pain on them. Others," He says, pointing the faux weapon at the slowly turning ceiling fan. "They can be deceiving."
    >> Anonymous 03/16/11(Wed)23:27 No.14269991
    "How many more of these nights must I endure?"
    >> VKO !qw2cdBTZAc 03/16/11(Wed)23:34 No.14270066
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    "How many more of these nights must I endure?" You ask, glowering at the Don.

    Malone raises an eyebrow over your way. "I was thinking a five year tenure of service. You'd be paid of course, it would be slavery regardless of your status as a human or not." He sets the unfireable bang stick down. "We could re-negotiate if you don't enjoy your work. I hate employing disloyal people.
    >> Anonymous 03/16/11(Wed)23:37 No.14270103
    Not sure if want blood money...

    If we take it, it'll be tainted. However, if we take it and use it, then we can spend it on the church and make our gargoyle friends less likely to die or help Father.

    That is, of course, unless we decide to even continue this line of work.

    I want to play an agent of justice, but I think OP has something going, so I'm a little hesitant to just shit on it like that.
    >> VKO !qw2cdBTZAc 03/16/11(Wed)23:44 No.14270183
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    Dude, you can do whatever you want. I am literally writing this all on the fly. If you want to kowtow to this guy and do something you don't want to, that's fine. It builds drama. If you want to flip him the bird and start a war on crime, that's awesome. It builds... Awesomeness.

    If you want to be like w/e man and suddenly go off and do something else, I'll ask you if you're sure maybe, but I won't tell you no. Try to dissuade you from doing stuff your character would know is dumb, but not tell you no.
    >> Anonymous 03/16/11(Wed)23:56 No.14270340
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    Well, then fuck his shit; I vote we become the goddamn batman. Can we recap what we've learned so far?

    However, let's try to be smart about this...

    For now, let's express our deep concerns for our state of mind/soul, and request that this end. Add in something to the effect of: "Your son's death has darkened me...and I shall bear it perhaps forever. However, I cannot continue to darken my soul and the ones around me with these acts. Even if I am maimed, blinded, and ground to dust!"

    And, if he has beef, pic related.

    Inb4 he rapes our face; mediate my response as you see fit, OP.
    >> VKO !qw2cdBTZAc 03/16/11(Wed)23:58 No.14270376
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    You have: Two bang sticks; The father's bang stick (Silver bullets), The thug's bang stick (Silver bullets)

    You have learned: The meaning of death
    The meaning of hate
    Mourning the dead
    Resourcefulness under pressure

    Your stone is a slightly dark gray.

    You stand at around 4 feet tall.
    >> VKO !qw2cdBTZAc 03/17/11(Thu)00:13 No.14270520
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    "Your son's death has darkened me... and I shall bear it perhaps forever." You cross your arms, eyes turning a bright red. "However, I cannot continue to darken my soul and the ones around me with these acts. Even if I am maimed, blinded, and ground to dust!"

    The Don laughs mirthlessly. "I get it, you don't like it." He shrugs, his hands out to either side, his legs crossed at the ankles as he leans back on the wall. "So what do you propose we do here?"
    >> Anonymous 03/17/11(Thu)00:22 No.14270633
    Call this meta-gaming, but...

    Let's say the don let's us go on the condition that we go out stopping evil in all its places. For us, we do what we think is right. For him, we get rid of rivals/competition. Perhaps we get mysterious letters detailing meetings of enemy crime-lords on our forehead when we awaken? Perhaps an angel put it there for us, hm?

    For this situation, however, I vote we stand resolute.

    "Though I have never witnessed it myself, what I've seen leaves little doubt; your soul is darker than my skin will ever be. Your son's death at my hands will bind my from doing you harm, so I will stay it. However, for the memory of my friend, others like you must be punished and brought to justice."

    Let him interpret that last part in whatever way he wishes...
    >> VKO !qw2cdBTZAc 03/17/11(Thu)00:32 No.14270759
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    "Though I have never witnessed it myself, what I've seen leaves little doubt; your soul is darker than my skin will ever be. Your son's death at my hands will bind my from doing you harm, so I will stay it. However, for the memory of my friend, others like you must be punished and brought to justice."

    He laughs a bit. "So this is what you plan on doing? Weaseling out of some manner of retribution?" He crosses his arms, his chin low against his body as he looks up at you. "These others, you think I don't know how to handle them? I'm not exactly in a tight situation here, Gabriel. You have no position to argue for fair treatment." His eyes seem to glimmer in the dim light. "We can be good if you leave my people alone. But debts must be paid. If not in service, then in my satisfaction."
    >> Anonymous 03/17/11(Thu)00:40 No.14270853
    Well, I think most people would just jump on the "lol-kill him/anyone who disagrees with us" train. However, I think this needs to be played correctly...

    I vote we give him the satisfaction. He wanted our eye, our wings, and/or something else? Let's give him our (other) eye if he asks; justice is blind anyways (insert other phrases of justice here).

    After that, I don't think we'll have any reason not to stay our hand anymore after this payment. We'll accept our punishment for our murderous act.

    Hopefully we'll learn something after this one; we're losing nearly an arm and a leg.
    >> VKO !qw2cdBTZAc 03/17/11(Thu)00:55 No.14271011
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    "Take my eye, if it will satisfy your vengeful urges. I do not wish to see anything like the fear I have perpetrated today again." The words are solid as they leave your mouth, and hang in the room as the Don nods his head a bit.

    "If you're sure about this..." He says, snapping his fingers and calling in the huge metal man. "We can do this right now."
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    Yes, we do it; I'm the only posting in the thread, lol.

    Don't make me do this decision alone, fellow anons. ;_;
    >> VKO !qw2cdBTZAc 03/17/11(Thu)01:26 No.14271364
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    >>Forever alone

    The metal man's hands clamp around your upper arms mechanically, gripping you tightly but not hurting you.

    The don removes a cigar from his pocket with a red band around it. He runs his hand across the tip, and a jet of flame roughly three inches in length springs from it.

    "Very well." Antonio Malone says, stepping towards you. "I like you, Gabriel, you don't fuss around. Lotta folks not made from stone could learn a thing or two."

    The heat is incredible. You reflexively move your head back away from the flame as it nears you.

    "I think this is appropriate, even. After all, like the judge says," He lowers it down towards your left eye, almost gently. The Don's lips part in an eerie smile. "Justice is blind."

    You feel your body shake as numbed pain runs through you, your sight first blurring, then ceasing altogether as you feel an emptiness in your face.

    The world is dark as night to you. You feel the metal man release you, and you fall to your hands and knees, feeling the ground around you. You feel terror in not knowing what is around you, thinking of a bottomless abyss.

    Then, the numbness stops.

    You scream, clutching at your face, the pain and horror of your affliction leaving you writhing for a few minutes.

    You have learned the meaning of fear.

    You have learned the feeling of true pain.
    >> VKO !qw2cdBTZAc 03/17/11(Thu)01:39 No.14271482
    "I'm going to send you home now, Gabriel." The Don says, the metal man grasping you by the arm and hauling you up. "I will send a man along after two days to check on you."

    The tall man walks you down the stairs, and you stumble as your body fails to find its footing. You hear steps from the door as the guards walk in, chuckling.

    "Be gentle with him." The Don says in a neutral tone.

    A short, silent car ride later, they haul you out of the back, walking you across the familiar pavement. You fall a few times.

    "Christ, would you learn how to walk?" One of them shouts at you, struggling to haul you up to your feet.

    After what seems like forever, they open the wooden doors, and you feel the warmth of the church as they hurl you inside. "That took forever." You hear one of them say as the door shuts.

    You feel the felt carpet on your body. The warm air of the church surrounds you.

    What will you do?
    >> Anonymous 03/17/11(Thu)01:42 No.14271508
    Call for Father. If he's around, tell him what happened and what we decided to do.
    >> VKO !qw2cdBTZAc 03/17/11(Thu)01:56 No.14271659

    "Father O'Malley?" You call out into the darkness, your voice weak. You feel nothing but a flat area around you.

    Silence hangs in the church, your voice lost in the massive building.

    "Father O'Malley?" You say, slightly louder. You crawl forward a bit, your clawed fingertips bumping into a wooden pew. You grasp it, using it to stand, your tail brushing against the ground behind you.

    You hear his footsteps towards the back of the church. "Gabriel! You're back!" He sounds concerned. "Gabriel? What's the matter?" He says, suddenly.

    "I am sorry father. I could not stand the fear I inflicted on Mary McGreggor." You say, reaching out for the arm of one of the wooden benches.

    Father O'Malley is silent for a moment, as he runs over to you. "Oh god, Gabriel, your face-"

    "Now I shall never see such a thing again." You muse, grimacing from the pain.

    "Oh god, Gabriel." He kneels, putting his arms around your neck. "Why did you do it?"

    "I would rather never look upon this world again then make people suffer. I no longer will do as that man asks."

    He pulls back from you. "Can I help you? What can I do?"
    >> Anonymous 03/17/11(Thu)02:08 No.14271771
    Ask him to help us to the roof. And express thanks for his offer, but we need time alone.

    Well, here's to hoping that we heal in time through our magical stone. D:
    >> VKO !qw2cdBTZAc 03/17/11(Thu)02:14 No.14271818
    Back in like 30. Feel free to suggest stuff.
    >> Anonymous 03/17/11(Thu)02:23 No.14271905
    OP, I have class in the morning, so it's the end of the line for me. I'll check up on it either here on sup/tg/, so my last thoughts for the thread are:

    -talk with Father about what to do now
    -check on our eye(s); since we've gotten that initial eye that we generated for ourselves, let's try to focus on it as we sleep and get some sight
    -talk with our gargoyle friends; perhaps a speech is in order
    >> VKO !qw2cdBTZAc 03/17/11(Thu)04:33 No.14272883
    "I do not know what to do, Father." You say after a while.

    O'Malley is silent for a bit. "I don't know what to do either, Gabriel."

    "Please, lead me back upstairs Father." You say, trying to head in the direction you remember the stairs being.

    The Father leads you by the hand, and you walk haltingly, running your free hand along the pews for support. The steps take a long time, but eventually you hear the creak of a door, and feel the cold night air of the rooftop.

    "Will you be alright, Gabriel?" The father says.

    "I don't know." You mutter. "I can sit on my own, Father."

    The Father clutches your hand tight for a while, slowly letting it go. "I'll be here if you need me, my son." He walk back inside.

    You walk slowly, carefully, to the edge of the roof, for the first time in your life afraid of heights. You hear the other gargoyle on this roof move.

    "Hey, what's the matter?" He asks, curiously.

    You pause, not quite sure how to explain it. "I had my eye put out."

    "Well, why'd you do a thing like that?" He asks, hopping onto the roof and coming over to you.

    "I had no choice." You say, your hand clenching on the stone of the roof.

    "You're being really strange lately." He says, wandering around near you. "You've been talking with that human too. Why aren't you hiding from him? You're losing the game!"

    "This isn't a game!" You shout. "You don't even know- Argh!" You climb up onto the edge of the roof.
    >> VKO !qw2cdBTZAc 03/17/11(Thu)04:34 No.14272887
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    "Whoa, careful." He says, grabbing your wrist. "I don't know why you're mad, but I'm sorry."

    You realize just how pointless it is to be mad at him. He's as foolish as you were a few days ago. "No, I'm sorry."

    "OK, if you want to call me by a name, I won't get upset. I don't really get it though." He says.

    "Listen, I have to teach you some things." You say, turning around, and trying to look at him.

    "You can't see..." He says, suddenly realizing as he looks at you a bit more. "Why can't you see?"

    "There's not a simple reason." You say, pausing. "I suppose because the world isn't fair."

    The two of you talk late into the night, till in the morning two solemn statues hang off of the church's roof.
    >> VKO !qw2cdBTZAc 03/17/11(Thu)04:38 No.14272901
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    Next game will be on Friday, 21:00 ish.

    May you have pleasant dreams.

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