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>QM Twitter: https://twitter.com/SmileytheQM
>Previous Threads: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Blood%20Moon

>Champion info: http://pastebin.com/bNditXfG

The walk to school is somber, but quick. You keep a brisk pace the whole way, not really wanting to draw Mr. Singh's monotonous ire this morning.

You may have been a little harsh with Kyla earlier, but if there were any time to step back and look at her priorities it would be now. If you win this, she won't get another chance at that for the rest of time. And eternity happens to be a very long time to spend alone...

>There is no such thing as eternity

Well, you guess that's right. Even if Kyla manages to live forever, Humanity's and even Earth's time is limited. Eventually she'll be free, but even that is a depressing proposition.

Congratulations, you managed to keep Earth safe from the Gods! It's gone now, along with everything you ever held dear. But hey, at least you don't have to sit around guarding it anymore!

You snort. That sounds like a bad joke in and of itself.

You reach the entrance to the school in record time. Which is nice, because "record time" in this case also happens to be "just in time", as you reach your math classroom just as the bell goes off.

"Nice" Veer says.
"Thanks" You reply. "How's it goin? Sorry about the early departure on Saturday"
"Pretty good" Veer says. "And no worries. I'd've ditched you for that too"
"Nice to know that my solid loyalty is returned" You say.
"So how'd it go?" He asks.

"Splendidly" You say.
"Details?" He asks.

>[ ] No, I need to keep SOME secrets...

>[ ] It's called french kissing for a good reason

>[ ] Other
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>>42543829
>[ ] No, I need to keep SOME secrets...
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>>42543829
>[ ] No, I need to keep SOME secrets...
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>>42543829
>>[ ] No, I need to keep SOME secrets...
Sup Smiley, how ya doing?
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>writing
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>>42543829
>[ ] No, I need to keep SOME secrets...

Here's how we solve the problem, guys: in the event that we have no need for the time-travel wish, we simply wish for all gods who come to Earth/already on Earth to get stuck in mortal form.

And guess what? Only ONE can leave with full divinity. That's right, welcome to Blood Moon 2.0! You want off this rock? You gotta bleed!

Choose: do nothing and eventually die of old age, or die in the arena?

As of right now... you're on the clock.

Also, Kyla is the only one that can turn down challenges.

SEE HOW YOU LIKE IT
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>>42544267
No need for the last one, Kyla doesn't need to win, death by old age works with her. Also we could try to work with the less shit gods to get one of them to win.
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"No" You say. "I need to keep some secrets, considering the fact that everyone and their dog knows about what happened with Abigail"

"Come on, not everyone knows" Veer says.
"Everyone who matters" You say.

"Fiiine" Veer says. "You do anything interesting yesterday?"
"Hung around" You say. "Visited the cafe. Apparently Abigail works there now"

"Really?" Veer asks. "Maybe I should apply. Everyone works there now"
"It's worth a shot" You say.

Mr. Singh chooses this moment to enter the room... 5 minutes late. And here you were worried that you might not make it in on time...

>[1/2]
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>>42544267
>>42544410
Poetic.
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"Have I ever mentioned how much I hate math class?" You ask as you pack your things.
"You've missed maybe 2 days in the last year" Veer says.
"It bears repeating" You say.

"Suck it in, man" He says. "This is the last year that you have to take it"
"And then I'm free" You say, unintentionally reminding yourself of your conversation with Kyla, which sours your mood.

"Let's go... we should get to music class" You say.

"You okay man? You look a little blue" Veer says.
"I'm good" You say.

Veer gives you an odd look, but shrugs it off. Then the two of you make your way out into the crowded hallway, and down to the music room.

Which brings its own conundrums...

>[ ] Grab your guitar and practice

>[ ] Go see Jessica in her office

>[ ] Go talk to Claire

>[ ] Other
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>>42544591
>>[ ] Go talk to Claire
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>>42544591
>[ ] Grab your guitar and practice
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>>42544267
>>42544410
Surrender also means giving up your divinity, completely.

Wonder how many would pussy out.

Delicious.
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>>42544591
>[ ] Grab your guitar and practice
Man this is awkward. Just nonchalantly play.
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>>42544591
> Talk to Claire.
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>>42544591
>[ ] Grab your guitar and practice
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>>42544591
>>[ ] Grab your guitar and practice
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>>42544591
>[ ] Go talk to Claire

Did we check for her text?
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>>42544591
>[x ] Go talk to Claire
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>>42544591
>>[ ] Go talk to Claire
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>>42544591
>[ ] Grab your guitar and practice
Gunna test something here.
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>>42544267
This could be something to talk to Kyla about.
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>writing
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>>42544785
Test what?
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>>42544591
>>[ ] Go see Jessica in her office
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You keep your focus and walk straight to the shelves, grab your guitar, go back to your seat, and start playing... Well, you start tuning and then play that song you were playing with Dominic last week.

You'd like to talk to Claire, but you can't help but feel a little awkward around her...

And you enjoy playing this tune. It's definitely a fun one.

"Sounds good. Have you been practicing?" Someone next to you asks.

Someone feminine.

Someone Abigail...

You completely forgot that Abigail sits next to you. So much for avoiding talking to people...

"Good morning Abigail" You say. "And no, I just like this song"
"Good morning" She says with a smile. "If you need fingering tips, just let me know"
"I can finger just fine, thank you" You say.
"Intentional double entendre?" She asks.

>[ ] Of course

>[ ] Intentional what now?

>[ ] Other
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>>42545186
>[ ] Of course
"How was your first day at the cafe?"
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>>42545186
>>[ ] Intentional what now?
Vote was tied.....
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>>42545186
>[ ] Of course
That last vote was tied
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>>42545186
>[ ] Of course
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>>42545186
>[ ] Intentional what now?

Yeaaaaahh, I'd rather avoid escalation.
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>>42545186
>[ ] Of course
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>>42545186
>[ ] Of course
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You realize the vote was tied, right, Smiley?
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>>42545283
It's okay anon. We're moving on.
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>>42545283
>>42545219
>>42545217
Is it REALLY something that we need to final destination over? Who cares?
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>>42545301
>Who cares?
Plebs who actually like claire
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>>42545186
>You'd like to talk to Claire, but you can't help but feel a little awkward around her...

Why is he feeling awkward?
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>>42545186
>[ ] Intentional what now?
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>>42545320
Your shit attitude is showing anon
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>>42545301
I just flipped a coin for it on this end because I don't feel like sitting around waiting for a tiebreaker vote-
>>42545172
-which did not come

>writing
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>>42545324
Maybe because he finally went on a date with her but he's got several other women on the side
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>>42545324
He made out with his teacher, fucked her best frenemy and almost fucked a goddess.
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>>42545341
It's more typical to just roll a 1d2 where everyone can see it in the thread
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PHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE

STEEAAAAAAAAAAAAALIIIIIIIIIIING

WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORE!
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>>42545374
Have some pixel art anon
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>>42545374
>paranoid that smiley might be anti-claire

Nigger, he's the guy who made her. If he said he flipped a coin, believe him faggot.
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>>42545406
My fucking nigger, I love that game and that char.
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>>42545469
Good man, Merkava a best
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"Of course" You say.
"Soooooooooo?" She asks. "How did the date go?"
"Pretty well" You say.
"Aaaaaaaaand?" She asks. "Did you hold hands? Did you kiss? Did you take her back to your apartment and slam?"

She accentuates the word 'slam' by punching the air.

"Yes to the first, yes to the second, and did you really just call it that?" You ask.
"Was that a yes or a no?" She asks.
"No" You say.
"I see" She says. "But still, holding hands and- wait, where did you guys kiss?"
"Uhhh..." You say, feeling your face flush. "The t-tower?"

Abigail claps her hands and lets out a light 'squee'. "Against the setting sun, looking out on the city?" She asks.
"Yeah" You say.

Abigail giggles, which comes off as odd. Come to think of it, her whole attitude is odd considering how beat up she was about you going out with Claire in the first place...

>[ ] Address it

>[ ] Ask how her first day on the job was

>[ ] Ask if she did anything interesting this weekend

>[ ] Leave her to her giggling and play

>[ ] Other
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>>42545625
>>[ ] Ask how her first day on the job was
>>[ ] Ask if she did anything interesting this weekend
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>>42545625
>[ ] Ask how her first day on the job was
>[ ] Ask if she did anything interesting this weekend
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>>42545625
>[ ] Ask how her first day on the job was

>[ ] Ask if she did anything interesting this weekend
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>>42545625
>>[ ] Ask how her first day on the job was
>>[ ] Ask if she did anything interesting this weekend
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>>42545625
>[ ] Address it
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>>42545625
>[ ] Ask how her first day on the job was
>[ ] Ask if she did anything interesting this weekend
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>writing
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"Do anything interesting this weekend?" You ask.
Abigail stops giggling. "Other than work? Not really" She says.

"And how was your first day on the job?" You ask.
"I had fun" Abigail says. "It's not bad, as far as work goes"

"Sundays don't tend to be that busy" You say. "I'll have to bring you on for a day like the time you and Claire had your little family gathering"
"Bring it" She says. "I can handle myself"
"Out of curiosity, have you ever had a job before this?" You ask.

"Yes... well... no" She says. "It's classified"
"How bad could it be?" You ask. "Was it something really embarassing?"
"Classified" She says.

>[ ] Talk about something else

>[ ] Make wild guesses until she gives in

>[ ] Other
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>>42546070
>[ ] Make wild guesses until she gives in
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>>42546070
>>[ ] Make wild guesses until she gives in
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>>42546070
>[ ] Make wild guesses until she gives in
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>>42546070
>[ ] Make wild guesses until she gives in
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[claire's jealousy intensifies]
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>>42546070
Is it a tournament? A violent one where people die for some sort of twisted pleasure of ancient gods?
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>writing
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>classified

>"How can you be a secret government agent if you're so bad at lying?"

>"I'm not a government agent," said X. Lying badly.
>>
"Did you breed turtles?" You ask.
"Classified" She replies.
"Scuba instructor?" You ask.
"Classified" She replies.
"Weather lady?" You ask
"Classified" She replies.
"Secret agent?" You ask.
"Classified" She replies.

Abigail starts to get frustrated. You think she might cave if you keep this up.

"High class hooker?" You ask.
"I'm a virgin" She says.
"That never got any business" You add.
"No" She says.
"Hmmm..." You say. "Were you one of those girls that pop out of the cake at a stag party?"
"No" She says.
"Not classified?" You ask.

Abigail pouts.

"MMA fighter?" You ask.
"No" She says.
"You sure?" You ask. "I could totally see you taking part in like a... sick 'after hours' underground fighting ring"

She raises an eyebrow at you. "That's fairly specific" She says.
"I felt like it was worth going for that one" You say. "Was I close?"
"No" She says.
"Dang... how abou-"

"All right ev-er-y-oooooone~" Je-... Ms. Browning says as she comes out of her office. "Mouths shut, instruments out!"

"How are we supposed to play with our mouths shut?" Someone asks.
"I'm glad you asked, because this will be a strings and percussion only class. The rest of you are dismissed" She says.

The class laughs, and Jess-... Ms. Browning gets to work.

>[1/2]
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>>42546445
>"I'm a virgin" She says.

So we fucked her butt?
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>>42546445
>She raises an eyebrow at you. "That's fairly specific" She says.

Whelp, its confirmed guys.
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>>42546517
They never had penetration. Its been fingering, handjobs, or oral.
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>>42546560
She's still not a virgin. I mean who the fuck is she kidding?
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>>42546560
Look at this dedicated quester. He knows the fucking plot and the lore. Smiley's quests have the deepest lore. Great job. :)))))))))
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>>42546592
I don't think you know what virginity means
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>>42546623
I hate that fucking monkey.
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You remember thinking at some point that going back to the whole 'student-teacher' relationship with Jess would be weird, and you were absolutely right.

This is weird.

After drinking, sparring, and necking with her, it is very strange trying to go back to how things were. But you try your best...

Fortunately, class ends without anything awkward happening.

At the moment, your focus is a little divided. If you remember right, then it was around this time last Monday that you got the text about the Smith's arena...

But you can't sit here and stare at your phone, so you...

>[ ] Go stare at your phone in the cafeteria

>[ ] Go talk to Jessi-... Ms. Browning

>[ ] Go take Claire to her next class

>[ ] Other
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>>42546671
>>[ ] Go take Claire to her next class
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>>42546671
>[ ] Go talk to Jessi-... Ms. Browning
Claire is worst girl
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>>42546671
>[ ] Go take Claire to her next class
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>>42546671
>>[ ] Go take Claire to her next class
can we please do this guys? I know some guys dislike her but come on, this is a nice thing to do.
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>>42546721
NAH FUCK YOU FAGGOT!

>[ ] Go talk to Jessi-... Ms. Browning
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>>42546671
>[ ] Go talk to Jessi-... Ms. Browning
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>>42546735
>>42546671

This is me Smiley. :)
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>>42546671
>[x ] Go take Claire to her next class

>>42546735
Are you actually a child?
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>>42546735
You might actually have to.. you know link your vote.
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>>42546671
>[ ] Go take Claire to her next class
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>>42546671
>[ ] Go talk to Jessi-... Ms. Browning
Well since we are about to get a text on the new Arena, can't hurt to get some insight on what the arena will be like based on who gets it.
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>>42546760
He doesn't like Claire. It's not hard to understand why.
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>>42546671
>[ ] Go take Claire to her next class
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>>42546760
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but I'd still be in better physical condition than the cripple.

>>42546772
Already on it, friendo.

>>42546790
Still hate abigail more!
>>
Rolled 2 (1d4)

>>42546671
1: Go talk to Jessi-... Ms. Browning
2: Go take Claire to her next class
3: Go stare at your phone in the cafeteria
4: Other
Go hang out with the best person: Dwight.
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>>42546815
See now I think it's a false flag. Because you make the people who like Claire seem reasonable.
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>>42546831
This person is a samefag so don't count their vote!
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>>42546843
He's just a blatant shitposter. Doesn't matter the girl.
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>>42546867
>>42546843

You guys caught me.

I'm actually a dwightfag.
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>writing
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"I guess I'll catch you in a bit" You say to Abigail.
She gives you a knowing smile. "Go get 'er" She says.

You walk towards Claire, still a little weirded out by how Abigail is acting towards this...

"Yo" You say, giving her a casual wave.
"'ere I was starting to sink you were ignoring me" She says. "'ow are you?"
"Pretty good. And sorry about that, I'm a little tired this morning" You say.
"No problem" She says.

"So... you need a hand getting to your next class?" You ask her.
"Zat would be lovely" She says.
"Actually I-" Julia begins, but Claire cuts her off.
"Zat. Would be. Lovely" Claire says. "I'll see you later Julia"

Julia looks surprised by Claire's stern acceptance, and backs right off. Damn. You need to learn how she does that.

Claire smiles at you. "Shall we?" She asks.

>[1/2]
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>>42547040
CLAIRE IS THE TYRANT!
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>>42547040
>"Zat. Would be. Lovely"
Hoo damn, girl's got teeth.

I love it
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>>42547094
Mah nigga
>>
Hey, guy who makes the fuck list. You better have Julia on that list. And Dwight. And Abigail should be at like a 90 percent complete, because no penetration, no list elimination, ya feel me?
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>>42547121
Sorry but Saif isn't a fag like you
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>>42547146
Sick burn!
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>>42547146
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH GOING TO NEED A BURN HEAL FOR THAT ONE!
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>>42547181
I'm not using fag as an insult anon.
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Once Claire's gathered all of her things, you put your instrument and hers back on the shelf and wheel her out.

"Did you get 'ome all right after we parted on Saturday?" She ask.
"Yeah, I got home fine" You say. "Did you get in trouble for being out so late?"
"I 'andled it" She says.

...

"So... I was wondering... are you free zis Saturday?" She asks.
"Unfortunately not" You say. "I'll be helping Yui out just about all weekend"
"Ahh... zat's too bad" She says.
"What did you have in mind?" You ask.
"Nothing big... I suppose it can be done another time" She says.
"I look forward to it" You say. "Maybe next week? I doubt I'll be getting much free time until at least next Monday"
"Busy wis work?" She asks.

"Something like that..." You say.

You pass the rest of the walk with idle chatter, until you reach the classroom.

"Well... here we are" She says.
"Yep" You say.

Claire leans her head back and looks up at you...

>[ ] Give her a smooch

>[ ] Get going

>[ ] Other
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>>42547146
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>>42547210
>[ ] Give her a smooch
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>>42547210
>[ ] Give her a smooch
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>>42547210
>[ ] Give her a smooch
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>>42547210
>>[ ] Give her a smooch
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>>42547210
>>[ ] Give her a smooch
>>[ ] Get going
>>[ ] Other

Text Dwight as well.
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>>42547210
>[ ] Give her a smooch
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>>42547252
Fuck off dwightfag
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>>42547210
>[ ] Give her a smooch
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>writing
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>>42547344
cripplefucker.
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>>42547344
>Hating on Dwight
Look at this fag! Look at him and laugh!
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>>42547344
what the fuck is a dwightfag? are you fucking stupid? So what if he wants to text dwight? call the fuck down shit head.
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So you lean down and give her a quick smooch, before coming back up.

"See you tomorrow?" You ask.
"Oui" She says. "Au revoir"

You wave to her as she wheels into her class, and then walk back down to the cafeteria.

As you head down the stairs, you check your phone. Maybe the note came in while you were distracted...

And there it is...

[Arena]>This week's Arena will be chosen by The Puppeteer

You grimace. You have no idea what the Puppeteer is capable of, and on top of that you did kill their comrade...

This could be bad.

>[ ] Go see Jessi- Ms. Browning now

>[ ] Head to the cafeteria, you can talk to her later

>[ ] Other
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>>42547727
>[ ] Go see Jessi- Ms. Browning now

Gambler (KIA)
Puppeteer
Keeper
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>>42547727
>[ ] Go see Jessi- Ms. Browning now
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>>42547727
>>[ ] Head to the cafeteria, you can talk to her later
>>[ ] Other

Specifically look for Dwight.
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>>42547727
>[ ] Go see Jessi- Ms. Browning now
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>>42547727
>>[ ] Go see Jessi- Ms. Browning now
Strategery time
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>>42547727
>[ ] Go see Jessi- Ms. Browning now
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>writing
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>>42547727
>[ ] Go see Jessi- Ms. Browning now
>>
You should probably let Jessica know about this. Even if she has no immediate advice, it'll give her some time to think.

So you turn from the cafeteria and head over to the music room, which is currently empty.

You walk over to Jessica's office and knock on the door.
"I'm not here" Jessica says.
"It's me" You say.
"Note came in?" She asks.
"Yep" You say.

The door unlocks, and swings open. You take that as an invite, so you enter. Jessica is still at her desk, several feet from the door.

"Did you... did you use magic to open the door?" You ask.
"Whaaaaat? Of course not... that would be ridiculous" She says. "You would have to be tired and a little lazy and also on your break to do something like that"

"So... yes?" You ask.
"Yeah" She says.
"Why so tired?" You ask.
"Still not at full capacity" She says.
"I thought you were" You say.
"I was wrong" She says. "Gauging reserves is hard enough when you don't suck at it"

Odd... you feel pretty great...

>[ ] Get down to business

>[ ] Ask how gauging reserves works

>[ ] You might have some extra that you could share

>[ ] Other
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>>42548169
>>[ ] Get down to business
Oh fuck me, Claire just gave us some
>>
Oh man I want to...
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>>42548169
>>[ ] Get down to business
>>[ ] Ask how gauging reserves works
>>[ ] You might have some extra that you could share
>>[ ] Other

All of these options have the capacity to be euphimisms for something sexual and in those ways am I voting for these options.
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>>42548169
>[ ] You might have some extra that you could share
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>>42548169
>[ ] You might have some extra that you could share
Then
>[ ] Get down to business
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>>42548169
>[ ] You might have some extra that you could share
>[ ] Get down to business
>>
>>42548169
>[ ] You might have some extra that you could share
>[ ] Get down to business
>>
>>42548169
>[ ] Get down to business

>[ ] Ask how gauging reserves works
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>>42548231
I agree. Also if she offers to plow him on the desk I say we go for it.
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>>42548316
Hey! Not til Wednesday.
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>writing
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>>42548336
Then she can teach us how to play our flute?
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"I might have some extra that I can share..." You say.
"Really? Because you probably shouldn't" She says, standing up and walking over to you. She pulls you into a hug as the door shuts and locks.

"That's pretty handy" You say.
"Shh" She says. You feel the connection form, and get a little jittery as you feel her probing about your pathways. It takes a bit of effort not to reflexively eject her. "Well I'll be fucked"

"What?" You ask.
"You do have some to spare" She says. "Quite a bit to spare, actually. It occurs to me now that we should have tested your capacity at some point... or maybe not"

"Why not?" You ask.
"Testing capacity basically involves draining you until you're almost dry" She says. "I'd rather not leave you dry"
"Can't you make up some of the difference?" You ask.
"Not enough, apparently. I think you might have more space than I do" She says. "Where in the hell did all of this come from..."

"Something wrong?" You ask.
"When we linked earlier you didn't have anywhere near this much" She says. "To regain this much in such a short time means that your capacity must be... huge"

"That's good, right?" You ask.
"Yeah, but how?" She asks. "Is time magic really that mana intensive?"
"I dunno. Could we test that now?" You ask.
"Give it a shot" She says.

>[1/2]
>>
"Go as far into whichever time you want as you can so I can test your usage" She says.

You nod, take a deep breath, and enter slow time while looking at your watch. You count it down, as you go slower and slower, until the main minute hand of your watch whips around the face at a speed that makes you uncomfortable, and you return to real time.

"So?" You ask, once you're in realtime.
"Impressive" She says.
"What is?" You ask.
"It doesn't use mana" She says. "Well... it doesn't use it up. You turn into something like a circuit. Mana is used, but it just never leaves your body"

"So what does that mean?" You ask.
"It means that you've been moving massive amounts of mana around, which 'works' both your pathways and capacity" She says. "So can I snag some?"

"I did offer" You say.
"Thanks!" She says, and you feel that strange warmth again as mana leaves your body. "Don't worry, I won't suck you dry like Kyla. I only need a little"
"I didn't think you would" You say. "So what about the arena?"
"Oh! yes. Right. I almost forgot the reason you came in here" She says. "Who's it going to?"

"The Puppeteer" You say.
"Hmm... interesting" She says. "I think I know what you can expect, if you have time"

>[ ] I do

>[ ] I should go

>[ ] Other
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>>42548859
>>[ ] I do
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>>42548859
>[ ] I do
"Shoot."
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>>42548859
>[ ] I do
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>>42548859
>[ ] I do
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>>42548859
>I do

She can write a note, or something, if we're late.
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>writing
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>>42548859
>>[ ] I should go

Then go ask dwight about the reapers.
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>>42549093
I'm trying to understand your obsession with Dwight but I can't.
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>>42549131
I'll never understand your obsession with the cripple, the phone-stealer, the pedophile, or the loli
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>>42549161
So you're saying the only character you like is the one we never talk to?
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>>42549131
There's your answer>>42549161
He's clinically a nigger
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"I do" You say, checking your watch. It's already half an hour into 3rd period. "Woah, was I slowed for that long?"
"It was quite a while" She says.
"You couldn't have like... signaled me somehow when you had the info we needed?" You ask.
"I tried squeezing" She says. "Your body is rock solid when you're like that though"

"And no other way occurred to you?" You ask.
"A few did, but i figured that it would be best to let you come out of it naturally" She says "And no, it wasn't a case of 'I just wanted to nuzzle your chest in peace'. You're like a cold rock in slow time. Who the hell wants to hug a rock?"

"Ouch, that hurt my feelings" You say.
"You'll live" She says.
"I'll forgive you if you tell me about the Puppeteer's arena" You say.

"You have a deal" She says

>[1/2]
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>>42549184
Forgetting our amazing talks about food and his mom hating us for being muslim.

>>42549200
>obsessed with fucking white women
>i'm the one acting like a degenerate nigger
L.O.L.
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>>42549452
It's better to just ignore him anon.
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"Expect monsters" She says.
"Monsters? As in big, scary things?" You ask. "Can you even put those into an arena?"

"You can, and if anyone needs them, it's the Puppeteer" She says. "His item is all but useless when the only living creatures around are champions, so he'll populate the arena with things he can control. Chances are that they'll be hostile to all"

"Gotcha, I'll keep myself alert" You say.
"And the Keeper..." She says. "The knob gives him a fairly unique navigation ability. Like teleportation, but not quite... I'd almost say that there would be physical barriers of some sort separating the champions"

"So... will we all spawn in boxes?" You ask.
"No... I'm not really sure how it'll look, but you can't make the champions inherently separate. There always has to be a path between them" She says.

"So monsters and enclosed spaces" You say. "Anything else?"
"Not right now, but I'll keep you posted" She says. "Head across to the mall after school and I'll pick you up, then we can head to the warehouse"

>[ ] Why the mall?

>[ ] Gotcha

>[ ] We should bring Kyla

>[ ] Other
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>>42549499
>>[ ] Why the mall?
>>[ ] Gotcha
>>[ ] We should bring Kyla
>>[ ] Othe
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>>42549499
>[ ] We should bring Kyla
"She's my new waifu"
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>>42549499
>[ ] Gotcha
>[ ] We should bring Kyla
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>>42549499
>[ ] Why the mall?
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>>42549499
>>[ ] Gotcha
>>[ ] We should bring Kyla
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>>42549499
>>[ ] Gotcha
>>[ ] We should bring Kyla
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>>42549499
>>[ ] Gotcha
We should bring Dwight.
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>>42549580
>>42549499
Seconded, this is a must.
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>>42549499
>[ ] Gotcha

>[ ] We should bring Kyla

Especially wanna see what she thinks of the Blood Moon 2.0 idea.
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>writing
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>>42549667
The problem with that plan is that the gods would still all have their powers even if they were mortal
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"If we're going to the warehouse, we should bring Kyla along" You say.
"Do we have to?" She asks.
"Just a suggestion" You say.

"Afraid to be alone with little old me?" She asks.
"Well, considering that you haven't let go since I started..." You say. "Or disconnected, for that matter"

"Can't help it" She says. "It's not every day you get a chance to look into another person's pathways. Especially not someone with pathways as big and comfy as yours"

"Big and coomfy?" You ask.
"High volume" She says. "Normally an intrusion like this would meet resistance just because 'probing' sends in an amount of mana that most pathways can't take easily. But I've been gliding around you like it's nothing"

"Uhh... thanks?" You say.
"How does this feel anyway?" She asks. "Out of scientific curiousity"
"Warm" You say.
"Any discomfort?" She asks.
"At first, but it passed" You say.

"Interesting..." She says, finally letting you go and moving back to her chair. "You should get going, before people ask questions"

"Little late for tha-"
"March!" She says.
"Yes ma'am" You reply, turning to the door. "So bringing Kyla, yes? No?"
"Yes" She says. "And if you're bringing her, we might as well meet up at the apartment"
"Sounds like a plan" You say. "See you then"
"See you" She says.
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That's all for tonight!

Next thread will likely not be until the weekend. If I get a chance to run before then, I will take it though.

As always I'll stick around for questions and suggestions
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>>42549697
They'd be strong, but nowhere near what they had. Not to mention that they'll no longer be immortal, or omnipotent.

Also, they'll need to eat, like Kyla.

If they draw too much attention, or stir shit up with the wrong people, they CAN die.

Not to mention that they will eventually die of old age.

The point of BM2 is seeing how desperate they'll be willing to risk themselves for a chance to get their full power back, and get the hell out.

A chance to finally put them through the ringer.
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>>42549985
Fucking great thread, see you next time boss.

You know you love the fighting.
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>>42549985
Great thread, Smiley!

Loved seeing them french fangs.
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>>42549985
YET ANOTHER PERSON WITH GREAT TASTE JOINS THE FRAY
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>>42550102
Feels good that Smiley is one of us



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