>>46140104
>>>[ ] Towards the smooth straight rocky thing (Stone wall)

>>46140104
>[ ] Towards the smooth straight rocky thing (Stone wall)

>>46140104
>[ ] Towards the grey poofs (smoke)
Hello Smiley

>writing

Also, the current OP image is a placeholder that I'll be using until I can get an actual OP

Out of the 2, you'd have to guess that the straight rocky thing is the safest. You really aren't sure how you know that, but no knowledge is bad knowledge right?

You walk slowly, taking in everything around you. On either side of the path there are... uhh... trees. That's what they're called. There are trees on either side of the path.

From the trees you can hear chirping coming from these little floaty things. Hmm... floaty feels like the wrong word... flying maybe? What are those things called anyway?

Rabbits? No, a rabbit is something else...

You ponder the words that you've forgotten as you make your way to the big stone place, though you still haven't remembered by the time you get there.

The path leads into a big hole in the stone thing, and there's a pair of shiny guys standing outside. They seem to watch as you approach.

>Go through the hole (gate)

>Talk to the shiny guys (guards)

>>46140717
>Go through the hole (gate)

>>46140717
>>Talk to the shiny guys (guards)
Ask where we are.

>writing

You decide to ignore the shiny guys and head through the hole.

"Excuse me, but... are you alright?" One of them asks.
You look at the shiny guy, and you can see that he isn't really shiny. Under the shiny there's a regular guy, which is kind of boring.

"Am I alright?" You ask, as you look down and check yourself over. You've got cloth things covering your legs and torso. Though the thing covering your torso is all ripped, and a little red.

You look up and into the hole, where you can see other people. All of them have unripped thing on their chests, and they all wear stuff on their feet. You aren't sure what they're called, but you know that you don't have them.

Maybe they would have come in handy. You stepped on some pretty pointy rocks while you were walking here. Those foot-things are probably there to stop that...

"Birds" You say.
"What?" The shiny guys asks.
"They were called birds" You say.

Through the shiny guy's head thing, you can see him give you an odd look. Then he walks over to you.

"We should get you to a healer. It looks like you've lost some blood" He says.
"Is that normal?" You ask.
"Is it no-" He stops, seemingly surprised by something. The he steps back and whispers something to the other shiny guy.

You can kind of hear them... something about an inky-sitter...

They say the word again, and you actually catch it. "Inquisitor". Sounds bad.

>Ask if they need help

>Leave

>Other

>>46141193
>Ask if they need help

>>46141193
>Other
Ask what an Inquisitor is

>>46141193
>Ask if they need help

>>46141193
>>Ask if they need help

>writing

"Is something wrong?" You ask.
"Nothing to worry about" The shiny guy says.

The second shiny guy turns and walks through the hole. You wonder where he's going.

"Can I help?" You ask.
"Yes, just stay there for a moment. My partner will be back shortly" The shiny guys says.
"Okay" You say.

Well you say it's okay, but quickly find yourself getting bored.

"What's an inquisitor?" You ask the shiny guy.
"A foreigner, huh?" The shiny guy asks.
You shrug.

"You'll find out soon enough" He says.
"Oh..." You say. "So what's a foreigner?"
The guard gives you another odd look. "Are you an idiot?" He asks.
You shrug.

"If you ask me wh-"
"What's an idiot?" You ask.
The shiny guy sighs. "Do you have a name?" He asks.
"Do I need one?" You ask.
"It is sort of important" He says.

You ponder that for a moment. "I don't think I do" You say. "Is that normal?"
"What? Everyone's got a name" He says.
"Why?" You ask.
"Because that's what we're called" He says. "Like me, I'm Simon"
"Oh" You say. "Hello Simon"

The shiny guy slaps his forehead.

>[1/2]

You talk with Simon for a litle while longer. He has a bad habit of slapping his forehead a lot. Even through the thing on his head, it probably hurts. You wonder why he keeps doing it.

Eventually the other shiny guy comes back with another guy. This guy isn't shiny, though he is dressed better than everyone else. And his hat is funny. Too tall to have any use. You wonder why he wears it.

"Is this the one you spoke of?" The guy with the funny hat asks.
"Yes, Lord Inquisitor" The second shiny guy says.

"Is that the inquisitor?" You ask.
"Yes" Simon says.

The inquisitor turns to you, and suddenly looks angry. "You fools! I can feel it from here!"
"Lord Inquisitor, something is strange. I don't thi-" Simon says.

"A Demon is a Demon" The Inquisitor says. "I care little for circumstance"
"But he's no-" Simon says.

The Inquisitor raises a hand, and a chunk of the ground pops up.

"My lord, please wait!"

The chunk of ground flies at your head, and suddenly it's dark again.

>[2/3]

Okay, waking up in the dark take two.

Well, it isn't really dark. More a sort of dim. Everything in the space you're in is lit by a hole in the wall... you feel like those have a name...

You look away from the light for a moment to take in what's around you. You aren't alone here.

In here with you is a guy with black hair who stares at you, a lady with blue skin, and a girl with odd triangular ears on top of her head.

"Finally awake?" The guy asks.
"Window" You say.
"Huh?" He asks.
"The thing the light is coming in through" You say. "It's called a window"

The girl with the ears steps over and looks closely at your face. "I think they might've hit his head a little hard" She says, as she pokes your forehead. Along with the ears, she also has fuzzy hands and feet.

You try to get up, only to find that you can't move. "I can't move" You say.
"That's 'cause Emi's got you wrapped" The eared-girl says.

You look down and see that you are in fact, wrapped up in something. It's kind of scaly and cold. You follow it to find that it's the lower body of another person.

>Ask what this place is

>Ask why you're wrapped up

>Ask what a demon is

>Ask who they are

>Other

>>46142067
>Ask why you're wrapped up

>>46142067
>Ask who they are

>>46142067

>Ask what this place is

>Ask why you're wrapped up

>Ask what a demon is

>Ask who they are

And watch as they crumble under the sheer weight of our innocent obliviousness

>>46142067
>>Ask why you're wrapped up

So, either lamia, or mermaid.

We're off to a good start.

>writing

"Why?" You ask.
"Why did we wrap you up?" The eared-girl asks. "because you're a demon"
"What's a demon?" You ask.
"How can you not know what a demon is?" She asks. "Are you an idiot?"
"That's the second time that I've been asked that" You say.

"And it won't be the last if you keep asking stupid questions" She says.
"Oh..." You say. "So what is a demon?"

The eared girl slaps her face, like how Simon did. You wonder if that's just a thing people do...

"Emi, for the sake of my sanity, squeeze this guy so he can't talk" She says.

...

"Emi?" The eared-girl says.

...

"Are you asleep?!?" She shouts.
"Mwuh...?" 'Emi' says. "I wasn sleepin'"
"You absolutely were!" The eared girl shouts. "You're supposed to be being all threatening! Not laying down for a nap!"
"I couldn't help it..." Emi says. "He'ss warm"

The eared girl stands up. "Derrick, Fran, one of you please say something intelligent before I lose my shit"

"Let him go" The black haired guy says.
"Thank you, I- what?" The eared girls asks.
"I don't think he is what we think he is" the guy says. "Let him go"

The eared girl sighs. "Up to my ears in morons..." She says. "You heard him, Emi"
"Awwwwwww..." Emi says, and you feel the coils loosening and slithering off.

>[1/2]

>>46142509
You know, when you said that this would be a blank slate character, I didn't anticipate this hilarity.

Once you're loose, you sit up and regard the other two people in the room.

The guy looks kinda young. His black hair is tied back, and he has orangey-brown eyes.

The woman is older, with blue skin, and black hair. Her eyes are strange, they're yellow, but the part that's white on everyone else's eyes is black. Behind her a thin tail with a spade tip idly flicks around.

The girl with the ears also has a tail, but is's fuzzy like her hands and feet. All of herhair is brown, and she has green eyes with slits in them.

The girl with the scaly half has curled up in the corner to continue her nap.

"So, you say you don't know what a demon is" The guy asks.
"Not a clue" You say.
"Do you know where you are?" He asks.
"Nope" You say.

He laughs. "I'm not sure whether to pity you or envy you" He says.
"Me neither" You say.

The blue lady smiles. "He certainly is a strange one" She says. "What has you convinced that he isn't a demon?"
"The eyes" He says. "Not red. Not green. Not purple. I've never seen a demon with eyes like that"

>Ask what colour your eyes are

>Ask where you are

>Ask who they are

>Other

>>46142793
>Ask what colour your eyes are
>Ask where you are
>Ask who they are
Ask all the things

>>46142793
>Ask what colour your eyes are

>Ask where you are

>Ask who they are

All of it

>>46142793
>>Ask what colour your eyes are

This seems like the kind of thing he'd say, IC.

>Ask who they are

>>46142793
All three

>writing

"So if they're not red, purple or green... what colour are they?" You ask.
"Yellowish" He says. "Sort of... almost a gold kind of colour"

"Is that normal?" You ask.
"Not really" He says. "Especially not for a demon... if you are one"

"So I'm not one?" You ask.
"He feels like one" The girl with the ears says.
"Do I?" You ask.
"You do" The guy says.
"Oh" You say. "Is that bad?"

"It can be" He says. "It landed you here, after all"
"Where is 'here'?" You ask.
"The saddest place in the known world" He says. "Mortifas prison"

"You guys don't seem so sad" You say.
"Because we won't be here much longer" He says.
"Oh" You say. "Why?"
"We're going to escape" He says.
"Why?" You ask

"Because this place is a slaughterhouse" The eared girl says.
"What's a slaughterhouse?" You ask.

"Can I scratch him?" The eared girl asks, as claws come out of her fingertips. "I reeeeally wanna scratch him"
"Now, now, Ilica. Be nice" The blue lady says.

'Ilica' glares at you, and then shrugs. "Whatever. I'm gonna take a nap"

>[1/2]

"Is she mad?" You ask.
"Don't worry about her, she'll come around" The blue lady says.

"So what is this place?" You ask.
"It's a place where demons and those who might become demons are sent to be executed" The guy says.
"That's bad, right?" You ask.

"Very" He says.

You nod. "So why am I here?" You ask.
"You feel like a demon, even if you might not be a conventional one" He says. "Not that the inquisitors care. They'll toss you in here for petty theft if it suits them"

"The inquisitors are the guys with the big hats, right?" You ask.
"And bigger egos" The guy says. "I take it you had a run in with one"
"I did" You say. "He threw a rock at my head"

"That would explain the welt" The blue lady says.

You touch your forehead and feel a slight lump there. It hurts to touch it, so you pull your hand away quickly.

"Who are you guys?" You ask.
"I'm Derrick" The guy says. "The devil here is Fran, the felid and Serpid sleeping in the corner are Ilica and Emi"
"I see" You say.
"And you?" Derrick asks.
"And me?" You ask.
"What's your name?" He asks.
"That's the second time I've been asked that question" You say.
"Did you answer it the first time?" Fran asks.
"No" You say.
"Why not?" She asks.
"I don't think I have a name" You say.
"How do you not have a name?" Derrick asks

>Do I need one?

>How are you escaping?

>That's the second time I've been asked that...

>Other

>>46143757
If i knew the answer to that question, i would already have a name.

>>46143757
>>That's the second time I've been asked that...
>Do I need one?

>>46143757
"Names don't seem very important. Do I really need one?"

>>46143757
>That's the second time I've been asked that...
>Do I need one?

>>46143757

>That's the second time I've been asked that...
>Do I need one?

>>46143757
>That's the second time I've been asked that...

>>46143757
>Do I need one?

>writing

"That's the second time I've been asked that today" You say.
"Maybe if you started answering these questions, people would stop having to ask them" Fran says.

You shrug. "I'm okay with it" You say.
"So what do we call you then?" Derrick asks.
"I dunno" You say.

"We could call him Raul" Fran says. "That's what my husband and I were going to name our second child if he was a boy"

"You have kids?" Derrick asks.
"I do" Fran says. "Little devils, like me"

Derrick looks down for a moment.

"Don't worry, they aren't here" She says. "I made sure of that"
"Good... good" Derrick says. "That's good to hear"

"but how does Raul sou-"
"Shh!" Someone in the corner says.

"What's wrong Ilica?" Derrick asks.

You turn and see that Ilica is wide awake, and her ears are flicking about. "Guards" She says. "Keep quiet"

>Okay

>Why?

>What are guards?

>Other

>>46144288
>>Okay

Let's not be an idiot, and go along with it.

>>46144288
>Okay

>>46144288
>>Okay

>>46144288
>Okay
We should ask later what guards are

>>46144319
I don't mean this in a derogatory way, just that we should stop the ignorant questions, for the moment.

Also, these people are the reason why he's got that big welt.

>>46144288
>Okay

>writing

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>>46144288
>Okay George

>>46144680
Tell me about the bunnies, Lenny.

"Okay" You say quietly.

The room is silent as a trio of shiny guys walk by. These ones are different from the ones you met before. They seem... meaner.

They also each have a weird blue thing on a strap around their waist. Like a little glowing blue rectangle. You aren't sure what it does, or why they have it. You should ask once they're gone.

You get a strange sense about them. Like they're in the way.

There is somewhere you need to be, and between that place and you stands these shiny guys... guards are what Ilica called them.

"What are you lookin' at?" One of them asks.
"Huh?" You ask.

"I asked you a question" The guard says.
"Oh" You say. "You, I guess"

"Shhhhut up" Ilica whispers.
"But he asked" You say.
"That doesn't mean you have to answer" She says.

"You got somethin to say?" The guard asks Ilica.
"No, nothing at all" She says.

The guard pauses, then signals to the other two. "Bring those two down to the engine" He says.

"What? No!" Ilica shouts, as the other two men open the door to your cell.

>[1/2]

"You IDIOT!" Ilica shouts, as she kicks you in the shin.

The guards took you out of your cell, and down some stairs to a new room. This one doeesn't have a window. Instead, the only light comes from this strange red light above you.

"This place isn't so bad" You say.
"Are you dumb?" She asks, as she points up at the light. "That is a Chaos Engine!"

"Hmm" You say. "Sounds dangerous"
"Of course it is! This is where they bring people to kill them!" She says.
"Is that bad?" You ask.

She glares at you, and then rakes her claws down your chest. It hurts quite a bit, and it also causes what was left of your shirt to fall away.

"This is your fault" She says, as she buries her face in her hands. "We were set to get out of here, and now we get to have the life sucked out of us until we die"

"That sounds painful" You say.
"It will be" She says.
"But I don't feel it" You say.

"What do you mean you don't-" She says, pausing to look around for a moment. "Me neither"
"Maybe the engine isn't on?" You ask.
"The engine is always on" Ilica says. "It's what keeps us from being able to use magic. The guards can do it because they have mana-packs"
"Are those the blue things they had?" You ask.
"Yes" Ilica says. "We were going to break out and steal some... but now..."

You look to the door of the room. The path starts here. The door is the first obstacle.

"So if we get out, you can take one?" You ask.
"Well, yeah-..." Ilica says. "Are you... glowing?"

"Step back" You say.

>Roll 1d100
>Best of three, the closer you are to 1 the better

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>46145165

>>46145165
dice+1d100

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>46145165

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>46145165

>>46145165

>>46145165
>>46145189

Time for some angel terminator shit. Or something equally daft.

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>46145165
I'm late, but fuck it.
Let's waste some rng.

>writing

>>46145336
I uh, hate roll low systems, just because it feels counterintuitive. Higher just FEELS better.
Could we do roll high next time?

>>46145366
How does it feel to know that you can never crit, and scream "I'm number one!"?

>>46145366
If you want. I'm not really set on the roll system yet, so I may do some fiddling.

>>46145336
I'll also chime in that low roll feels wrong

>>46145395
Nah, just keep the lowest. Confused anons are nectar of life.

>>46145439
Fuck off
Roll low/roll under is retarded

>>46145466
Fuck off
Roll High/roll over is retarded

>>46145500
Fuck off
Rolling is retarded

>>46145524
All disputes shall henceforth be resolved with competative jenga play.

>>46145551
No, fuck you. Competitive mad libs or bust.

>>46145575
Competitive qm fellating?

The red light is supposed to hurt you, it's supposed to kill you... so why do you feel so alive?

Ilica is right. You're glowing. You feel a rushing in your chest, like there's a raging river where your heart should be as you step up to the door.

You draw your hand back, feeling the red light fill you with strength, and then you slam it into the door.

It buckles and bursts open, swinging out on its hinges. First obstacle down.

You turn back to Ilica and smile.

"How did you..." She says. "Nevermind, we'll worry about that later. Someone must have heard that, so we need to go"

"What the hell?" Someone down the hall shouts. You see another group of 3 guards.
"Too late..." Ilica says.

>Run away

>Fight them

>Other

>>46145636
Im on to you, smiley
Get off anon

>>46145636
pls no

>>46145649
>>Run away
RUN BITCH, RUN.

>>46145649
>>Fight them
"Stay behind me!"

>>46145649
>Fight them

They are trying to kill us, and evidently we know the basic idea of fighting.

We may just walk forward and slap them into the walls but still.

>>46145649
>fight them
Get our girl a blue square.

>>46145649
>Fight them

>>46145669
You can't stop me

>>46145649
>fight

She needed some of their bracelets, right?

>>46145669
There'll be even more reason to call you smiley when I'm done with you

>>46145669
Your post number ends in 69 and you expect me not to blow you?

>writing

"This way, we shou-" Ilica says.

You dash forward. The path leads this way.

It goes underneath the bolt of lightning that one of the guards shoots at you, over the black arms that try to grab you from the floor, through the flames that try to block you, and around the sword that tries to cut you.

Then it goes off the wall and into a knee to the first guard's head. After that it leads to a punch to the second guard's stomach...

Then it ends? That's strange, there's still one left. Why would it end here?

"M-monster!" The last guard shouts, as he raises his axe.

Well this is going to be bad. You have no idea how you're going to avoid this. Ducking, maybe?

...

Nope, it's still going to hit you. Well, this almost worked.

Something hits your back, but it isn't the axe. It's Ilica. She uses you as a stepping stone to jump at the guard's head. The Guard drops his axe and tries to pull her off, but she gets his helmet off and hits him with it a few times, until he goes down.

She hops down and snags the glowy blue things off the guard's waist straps, then she looks at you. "Now can we run?"

>Yes

>We should go get the others

>Other

>>46146149
>>We should go get the others

>>46146149
>>We should go get the others

>get some more snek cuddles

>>46146149
>>Yes

>>46146149
>Get the blue squares, then the others

>>46146149
>>We should go get the others

>writing

"What about the others?" You ask.
"Where do you think we're running to?" Ilica asks. "Come on! It's up this way"

"Kay" You say.
"And step quietly" She says.
"Kay" You say.

"And stop saying that" She says.

...

"Kay" You say.
Ilica sighs, and waves for you to follow her.

You follow her lead as she steps through the halls. It takes less effort for her to walk quietly than it does for you, but her fuzzy feet probably help her out there.

At every corner she stops, and you see her ears flicking about. After a moment or so, she either keeps going, or backtracks.

You're not really sure what she's doing, but she seems to know, so you don't question it.

Also when you tried to ask you got shushed, so you figure that now is probably not the best time for questions.

She also seems to know where she's going, even after backtracking and going around a whole bunch of times. Which is good, because you have no idea.

Eventually you get back to the room you were in, but it's-

"Empty?" Ilica asks.
"Is that bad?" You ask.

Ilica scowls. "They must have busted out so they could try and save us..."
"What do we do?" You ask.

"I don't know" She says.

>Go find them

>Go find the exit

>Other

>>46146658
>>Go find them

>>46146387
>Go find them

>>46146658
>>Go find them

>>46146658
>>Go find them

>>46146658
>>Go find them

>>46146658
>Go find them

>writing

"We should find them" You say.

"I know that, but-"
"They were going to help us" You say. "We find them, and we all leave together"

Ilica sighs. "You really are an idiot" She says.
"Is that bad?" You ask.

"Let's go, we need to find them before someone finds us" She says.

Ilica heads off back in the direction you came from.

"How will we find them?" You ask.
"With that" She says, pointing to the ground. The ground is dusty and you can see footprints, along with a slithery trail that stands out.

"Good plan" You say, giving her a thumbs up.
She gives your gesture an odd look, then turns and keeps going.

You wonder what that look was for...

Ah, whatever. You'll ask later.

>[1/2]

You follow Ilica, who follows the trail. You end up doing less backtracking this time, because she wants to stay on Emi's trail.

When you start to get close to where the red room was, Ilica stops.

"What?" You ask.
"I hear... fighting" She says, as her ears move about.
"Is that bad?" You ask.
"Probably..." She says. "Come on, let's check it out"

The two of you step quietly up to where you she heard the fighting. As you get closer, you start to hear it too.

There's clashing, like someone hitting metal things off of each other, and shouting, and... laughter?

"My orders come from the King" A voice you don't recognize says. "No one comes out of here alive"
"This place is WRONG" Another person says. It sounds like Derrick... "Open your eyes!"

"My opinion does not matter" The other voice says. "My orders do"

There is a crack, and a rush of air. Then Derrick flies down the hallway.

"Uh-oh" Ilica says.

A man in large armor steps across your field of view. He has a sword drawn, and on his back there's a bigger one of those square things the guards had.

You don't think he's friendly.

>Distract him and draw him away

>Attack him

>Stay put

>Other

>>46147454
>>Distract him and draw him away

>>46147454
>Attack him

>>46147454

>>46147454
>>Attack him

>>46147454
>>Attack him

>>46147454
>other
Look at our path.
He is an obstacle on our path. Follow our path.

>writing

...

You also don't think he's going to do anything nice with that sword.

"Oh shit, that guy's an imperial knight" Ilica says. "Hang back, we should see if we can get around him and get these to-"

You run forward. You're pretty sure you can't beat this guy, but you can't let him reach Derrick.

He turns as you approach, and widens his stance in preparation to defend himself.

You slide underneath him, right through his legs. Then you grab his cape and jump on his back, wrapping the cape around his head a few times.

"Y-you" Derrick says. "How are you-"

You look up to see Emi and Fran helping Derrick to his feet, as Ilica goes up to them.

"We'll explain later" Ilica says, as she hands each of them one of the blue things you guys picked up.

Your attention is drawn back to the task at hand by a hand grabbing your head, and tossing you like a ragdoll.

The cape you wrapped around his head burns away, and his hand becomes covered in flames...

>Roll 1d100
>For now, I'll stick with roll under.

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>46147958
Roll over

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>46147958

>>46147958
Whatever keeps working for us

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>46147958

Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>46147958

>writing

You turn and land on your feet, skidding to a stop next to the others.

The flames on the knight's hand grow, and he shoots them forward.

"Everyone down!" Emi shouts. The blue thing that Ilica gave her lights up and drains, and a wall of water appears and blocks the flames.

Even with that it still breaks through, and a wave of heat washes over you.

"That took the whole thing?" Emi asks.
"We're too close to the Chaos engine" Fran says.

"Can we get away from it?" Ilica asks.

Derrick stares forward. "Not with him in the way" He says.
"So we just have to move him, right?" You ask.

Derrick snorts, and supports himself on the sword in his hand. It looks like the one that the guard you beat up was carrying. "I can't even joke about that" He says. "I've barely got the strength to stand"
"He seems fine..." Fran says, as she looks you over.

Derrick looks up, and apparently sees what Fran does. He looks surprised. "He does..."
"Is that normal?" You ask.
"No... but it might be what we need" He says. "Can you do it?"

>Can you?

>>46148480
Hell yeah, we can do this.

>>46148480
Damn straight

>>46148480
"Maybe. It's distinctly possible."

>>46148480
He is in the path. I shall make a path.

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>>46148480
Perhaps.
Pic related.

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>>46148480
HELL YEAH MOTHERFUCKER

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>writing

You shrug. "Do I have a choice?" You ask.
"Not if you want to live" He says.

"Then I can" You say.

Derrick chuckles. "You don't need to beat him or kill him, we just need to get past"
You nod, and turn your attention back to the knight.

"Done chatting?" He asks.

"Yes" You say.
"Good" He replies, as he takes up his stance.

Everyone else says that the Chaos Engine makes them weaker... you don't feel it. If anything, you feel great.

You step forward, and the knight charges.

"Then I, Aramelio Feranze will be your executioner!" He shouts.

He swings his sword down, and you step to the side to avoid it.

Slow...

He's so slow...

How can he expect to hit you when he's moving so slowly?

He swings across, so you duck underneath. Then you reach out and grab his legs, pulling them out from under him. He falls flat on his back, and the blue thing he was wearing shatters.

Then you hop up on his chest, and turn his head thing around so he can't see.

>[1/2]

>>46148980
soooo.. his helmet was twisted around or we pulled a 'of mice and men' and snapped that dude's neck. Either way, don't mess with Raul.

>>46148980
>>46149149
Never seen or worn a knight's helm, but I don't imagine they're made to just turn on your head.

>>46149217
Depends on the design. If it's a bucket shape, then yes, we just turned the helmet. If it's sculpted like a human head, then we probably snapped the guy's neck.

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>>46149217
Depends completely on a helmet. Earlier ones were not made to be properly part of the armor, but they were more or less hats that cover your head completely.

Pic related is great helm, a bucket with eye slits.

>>46149149
I was jus playin’ with him…
An’ he made like he’s gonna bite me…
An’ I made like I was gonna smack him...
An’…
An’ I done it.
An’ then he was dead.

"Good job!" Derrick calls out. "Let's go"

The knight struggles to get his helmet off.

"We're just going to leave him?" Ilica asks.
"Yes" Derrick says. "Getting out of here is our priority"

"Still..." Fran says. Her blue thing lights up, and a little of it drains. "I'd rather not have him chasing us"

Little black hands come out of the ground and hold Ara-... ame-... Mol-... err... Melly's hands down.

"That'll hold for a while. Let's go" Fran says.

Derrick nods, and the four of them start running. You follow suit, though you have to slow your pace to keep up with them.

"What now?" Ilica asks.
"Now we escape" Derrick says.
"What about everyone else here?" Emi asks.

"I have a plan for that" He says. "But first, we need to get out"

You manage to avoid running into anyone on the way out, but when you get outside...

"Ffffuck" Ilica says. "You got a plan for this?"
"Thinking" Derrick says.

The pathway out is blocked by a small force. They're a good distance away... you wonder why they wouldn't be right at the hole... err... door.

"They're here" The lead guard says into a weird little metal thing. "Do it"
"Do what?" Ilica asks. "What are they"

You hear a sounds from above you...

>Roll 1d100

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>46149385

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>46149385
Rolling dat sweet 2

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>46149385

>>46149447
GODDAMN ANON.

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>46149385

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>46149385

>>46149447
If you said 1 we would of had a 100, but no you had to say 2.

>>46149447
that is the opposite of a 2. Holy shit. I don't think I remember the last time I saw a 99.. and this is a ROLL UNDER THREAD

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>46149385

>>46149491
Wait this is lower roll is better?

>writing

Just saying, i said before that roll over is better.
Nigger didnt care.

>>46149526
We're playing Dice Golf, anon.

(yes)

>>46149526
yeah. A 100 would have been a crit fail. We got a 37. So a 63 normally. Not bad technically speaking.

"What?" Ilica asks. She looks up, and her eyes go wide."No way..."

Derrick looks up as well. "Shit..." He says. "We might be screwed"

You look up, and see a red light. "Is that bad?" You ask.
"They're firing it... the Chaos Engine" He says. "It's over..."

"Is it?" You ask.

"A weaponized Chaos engine can wipe out entire cities" Derrick says. "So... yeah"

You see it.

"Hey... are you okay?" Emi asks.

The path forward...

"Ilica... did you scratch him?" Emi asks.
"Yeah, he was being an idiot... why?" Ilica asks.

Is through...

"That seems a bit harsh..." Emi says.
"What? Whoa, holy fuck that wasn't me" Ilica says.
"Is now really the best time to be talking about this?" Derrick asks.

The method...

"Look at this!" Ilica says.
"What the hell. I get that demons have no hearts, but this looks like-"

Is above you...

"This looks like somebody pulled it out the old fashioned way" He says.

The chaos engine fires, and you hold up your hand.

>[1/2]

It hits you like a truck, and it takes everything you have to keep your feet.

You aren't really sure what a truck is, but you think they hit pretty hard...

Probably...

Your body heats up and something within you swells to its limits, then breaks them.

The flow of energy stops, and you point your hand forward.

"M-...move" You say.

...

"GET OUT OF THE WAY" You shout. You can't hold this much. It has to come out.

The men before you are stunned. Slowly, they get out of your path.

Too slow, but you can't hold it. The power within pours out of your outstretched hand.

As you feel yourself emptying, you fall to the ground.

That might have been a bit much... You hope nobody was hurt.

>[2/3]

You open your eyes. It's not dark this time.

Well it is, but it isn't. It looks like it's dark where you are, but the fire nearby lights things up.

"Awake?" Derrick asks.
"Probably" You say.
"How can you probably be awake?" Ilica asks.
"I could be dreaming" You say.

"You aren't" Derrick says.
"That's exactly what a dream person would say" You say.

Ilica sighs, and pinches your cheek. "There. Not dreaming. Satisfied?" She asks.
"No" You say. "Now my cheek hurts... and I can't move"

"Emi, you can let him go now. He's awake" Ilica says.
"She isn't" Fran says.

"This friggin... She's supposed to take first watch" Ilica says.
"We can wake her up when the rest of us need to sleep" Derrick says.

>Where are we?

>What happened?

>Do I get to move?

>Other

>>46150217
>>Where are we?
>>What happened?

>>46150217
>>Where are we?
>
>>What happened?

Snek waifu...
I need it

>>46150217
>>Where are we?
>>What happened?
Snuggle into the folds the best you can.

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>>46150274
>>46150279
>wanting a snake

>writing

>>46150352
>not wanting a snake

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Delicious cuddles

"Where are we?" You ask.

"A ways away from the prison" Derrick says. "We're camping here for the night, and we'll keep going when the sun rises"

"What happened?" You ask.
"I was hoping I could ask you that" Derrick says. "That was a chaos engine blast, and you... did that"

"Is that not normal?" You ask.
"No" He says.
"Oh..." You say. "Am I not normal?"
"We don't think so" Fran says. "The cuts on your cheest look almost surgical, and you channel soul the way a normal person uses mana..."

"Sorjikal?" You ask. "What's that? It sounds painful"

"Nevermind that..." Derrick says. "Where did you come from?"

>Shrug

>A cave?

>Where do people usually come from?

>Other

>>46150563
>A cave?

>>46150563
>>Shrug
>
>>A cave?
>
>>Where do people usually come from?

>>46150563
"A dark place, with a wet floor. The liquid was warm. There was a light that I followed."

>>46150563
>>Shrug
>>A cave?

>>46150563
>>Shrug
>>Where do people usually come from?

also can we get some details of the surroundings?

>>46150563
>>Shrug

>>46150563
>>A cave?

>writing

"There was a dark rocky place... I think it's called a cave" You say.
"I mean, where in the world?" He asks. "You look Lubaran, but..."

"Luba-... luba?" You ask. "What's that? It sounds tasty"
"Lubaran" Derrick says. "As in a person from Lubars"

You shrug "Never heard of it" You say.
Derrick covers his face with his hand. "You don't even know where you are right now?" He asks.
"Not a clue" You say.
"So where did you come from?" He asks. "Colvante, Brukan, Norstand?"

"I came from a cave" You say.
"That makes no sense!" Derrick says.

Fran puts a hand on Derrick's shoulder, and gives you a warm smile. "Do you remember anything before that?" She asks.

You turn your head back and hum as you consider that. "I was... nowhere" You say. "Then I was in the cave"
"Amnesia?" Fran asks.
"Is that tasty?" You ask.
"No, it's means you've lost your memories" She says.

"Oh..." You say. "That's too bad. It sounds tasty"

>[1/2]

>>46150940
we should eat some food, wait...does our character know what food is?

"Doesn't that bother you?" Ilica asks. "Y'know... losing your memories?"

"Not really" You say. "If they got lost so easy, they probably sucked anyway"
"You're awfully cavalier about this..." Derrick says.

"Cavalili..." You say. "Is that tasty?"
"Why do you keep asking that?" Ilica asks.

"Maybe you is hungry" Emi says. You can feel her tail squirming a bit as she rises up and stretches.
"Don't you mean 'he'?" Ilica asks.

Emi looks confused. "You isn't his name?" She asks.
"No" Ilica says. "And what kind of name is you, anyway?"
"Not you, Yuu" Emi says. "It's a perfectly good name"

"It sucks" Ilica says.
"Well then, what would you call him?" Emi asks.
"Felix" Ilica says.
"And you thought Yuu sounded bad" Emi says.
"It does" Ilica says. "Felix is a kickass name"
"And Yuu is what we call heroes where I come from" Emi says.

"This is going nowhere" Ilica says. "What do you think, Derrick?"
"I've always liked the name Drake" Derrick says. "It's a very regal name"
"Nnnnope" Ilica says. "Sounds too much like yours. What about you, Fran?"
"I did say I thought Raul was a nice name" Fran says.

Ilica looks disappointed. "I still say Felix is best" She says.

"Ummm" You say.
"What?" Ilica asks.
"I like-"

>Drake

>Felix

>Raul

>Yuu

>Other

>>46151206
>>Yuu

>>46151206
"I like.."
Cue loud stomach noise, distracting everyone from the matter at hand leading to them constantly bickering about our name

>>46151206
>Raul

First name given, first name taken. Though maybe we could use Yuu as a last name?

>>46151206
>> Yuu-Drake Felixraul

>>46151206
>>Raul

Sounds the most unique

>>46151251
So our name is Growl? I like it.

>>46151206
>Janus

>>46151206
Yuu Yuu Yuu Yuu

>>46151206
>Felix

>>46151206
>>Raul

>>46151206
>Felix

>>46151206
>Yuu

>>46151259
On second thought, the idea of someone going "You!" and Yuu going "yes?" can lead to hilarity. Switching from Raul to Yuu... though if we can go Raul yuu we totally should.

>>46151206
>>Felix

>>46151206
I distinctly remember being called you at some point.
Yuu it is

>>46151206
>>Felix

>>46151206
>Yuu

>>46151206
>Felix

>>46151206
>Raul

>>46151206
>>Yuu

>writing

>Drake

>>46151206
>Selene
We'll be the cutest

"I like Yuu" You say.

Ilica steps back. "Wh-what?" She asks.
Emi laughs. "Someone has good taste" She says.

"Wha- oh... that" Ilica says. "Boo. Felix is better"
"But Yuu likes Yuu" Emi says, as she tightens her coils and hugs you. "So Yuu is Yuu"

"It's not a bad name, as far as the southerner's language goes" Derrick says. "I assume that's where you're from, Emi"

"Southern Isles" She says. "You know your stuff"
"I read a lot" He says. "If he likes Yuu, I guess he isYuu, then"
Emi smiles.

"Now that that's done" Ilica says. "Where do we go now?"
"Locke" Derrick says. "I must speak with Lady Altea"
"Altea..." Ilica says. "I know that name"

"I'd be surprised if you didn't" Derrick says. "She's the King's sister, and the leader of the rebellion against him"

"Think she'll see us?" Emi asks.
"So far we're the only ones to make it out of Mortifas" Derrick says. "Now that we've seen the inside... I think both sides will be interested in us. I'd like to reach Locke before anyone manages to track us down"

>[1/2]

"Then I'm afraid that this is where we will be parting ways" Fran says.
"Huh?" Derrick asks.
"I left my daughters behind when they took me..." Fran says. "I need to go back to Contique and make sure they're okay..."

"So you can't come with us?" You ask.
"Contique is in the opposite direction of where we're going" Derrick says. "Still, to go back there alone..."

"I'll be fine" Fran says.

Derrick looks troubled, and for a moment everyone is quiet.

growl

...

"We can talk about this in the morning" Derrick says. "We found some etable stuff while you were out cold, but we were holding off on dinner until you woke up"
"So there is food" You say.

Derrick nods. "We'll eat, then we'll sleep" He says. "Come tomorrow, we'll work things out. Sound good?"

"You lost me after 'eat'" You say.
"I'll take that as a yes" He says.

That's all for tonight!

I hope you guys enjoyed this one, as there will be many more!

Next thread will be on Tuesday, and then hopefully Wednesday and Thursday as well, as I'll be gone for easter weekend.

As always I'll be sticking around for questions/suggestions!

>>46151806
Is it archived?

>>46151806
Great thread, Smiley!

>>46151806
Welcome back Smiley, good to see you. I lurked through On A Devil's Whim and now I am going to patiently read through this.

Thanks for your effort!

>>46151826
Is the archive down or something? I can't seem to get to it.

>>46151957

It seems so, can't reach neither.

>>46151976
There we go, Archive's back up, and the thread's in there now.

>>46151902
You're welcome. Always good to hear that people enjoy what I do.