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Long ago the worlds were one, but a great war between Light and Darkness shattered everything. Now the worlds are disconnected separated by an ocean of darkness only with only a small thread of light between them. Only those strong of heart may travel the worlds and even fewer can wield the awesome power of a keyblade, the weapon that started the war. You are one of those few.

You are Quinn a Keyblade wielder tied to the Darkness in search of his lost master the Light Keyblade wielder, Ford. Your only friend is a small shadow, Sif, that you befriended the same day the Keyblade came to you.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uEjXgqE4UDM

You travel through the Abyss, quite happy that you got your headphones back from Beat. They hang from your neck, volume to the max. You can barely hear through your helmet, but the sound is comforting. At the bow of your board Sif watches the swirling Darkness of the Abyss and you wonder if it even understands music.

You hear it before you see it. It rings through your skull over the roar of the Keyblade’s engine and your music.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WlIJBWBIGS4

It echoes through your head, through your heart and soul. You slam an armored hand into the side of your head trying to dislodge the song from your head. You feel the windsurfer veer off course. You do not care. You want it out of you. You close your eyes. It grows louder.

Then it stops. You open your eyes and you see Sif staring at you with its golden eyes. Its small hand on your knee.

“Thank’s buddy.” You rub Sif’s head.

You get your bearings and find that you have a new destination. A great light imposes before you. A world.

You enter.


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Character Sheet: https://pastebin.com/XrKqYqc2
Previous thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2000347/
Discord: https://discord.gg/RvyE4fN
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>>2026303

The entire world seems to be a dark forest. You think it would be quite foreboding, spooky, ominous, and generally terrifying. The living embodiment of Darkness named Sif, forms out of a shadow of a rather twisted tree. It kind of looks like it has a face. Spooky.

It starts to rain when you reach your first sign of civilization.

The Dark Lantern Tavern. The sign reads. Sounds like your kind of place.

You push open the door. You expect every eye to be upon you. No one even notices the door open. No one notices you walk to a table and plant yourself down, water dripping from you. The tavern owner does not notice you as you attempt to call her over. You’re used to it.

Sif forms beneath the table. It crawls up your leg and onto the table. Not melding into your skin this time. It deserves a head pat. You pat Sif’s head.

The tavern door opens again. Two young boys walk in accompanied by a bluebird and a frog. All eyes turn towards them. The tavern keeper rushes to greet them. She kicks the bluebird out but allows frog in. Weird. The younger looking one makes a beeline to you and Sif.

“Ooh, hey mister, what’s that thing?” he points at Sif.
“Um. This is Sif. Don’t touch him, he bites. Kind of.”
“It’s cool mister. This,” he holds up the frog, “Is Xehanort. I think. I’m still trying to find his name.”
“Greg don’t talk to stragners with strange animals!” the older boy hisses at the younger one.
“It’s fine.” You address the elder, “Yeah, that name sucks. I know you’ll find it’s true name.” you give the smaller boy a thumbs up. He returns the gesture.
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>>2026332

The boys end up staying at your table. You mostly talk to the younger one named Greg. He’s a cool guy. So is Xehanort. You’re not so sure about his older brother named Wirt. They’re trying to get home. By the sound of things they are not of this world.

“I might have a way to-“, you’re cut off by the door slamming open. Thunder crashes and in the door way stands a young man clad in armor.

“Bar keep, I need a room for the night. I am here to hunt a terrible beast.”
Everyone gulps. The man scans the room, his gaze landing upon you and Sif.

“You seem to have an infestation here barkeep.” A flash of light and a keyblade appears in his hand. “As expected of ‘The Dark Lantern Tavern’. Allow me to take care of it.” He spits.

>Say something
>Attack
>Write In

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Going to meet the IRL waifu for laifu. probably an hour and a half.
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>>2026345
>I would appreciate you not harming my pet. He's saved my life. But if you truly wish to fight, let's take it outside. No need to burden these people with the damage the cash of our blades would cause.
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>>2026345
>Cool it there man, everything is under control here
>how about you put the blade away
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>>2026345


>>2026351
support
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>>2026351
>>2026345
supporting
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>>2026351
this
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>>2026351
support, why not?
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>>2026351
Support
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Fuck I love this halloween theme.
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>>2026379
Also say "Just because my pet is black doesn't mean he's evil don't be racist
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>>2026332
>Over the garden wall
The quest just gained a lot of points on my book.
>>2026351
Dont forget to show off our keyblade first.
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once again we are being oppressed by whitey and their light bullshit
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Looks like we're challenging him to a duel. Writing up
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>>2026351
You’re on your feet in a second, Sif melds himself into the table and Abyss Watcher is in your hand.
“OOOH.” Greg’s eyes grow huge
“Oh no.” Wirt whimpers
You think back to all those old books you had to read in English and try your best medieval accent. “I wouldst appreciateth thee not harming mine own pet. That gent's did save mine own life. But if 't be true thee truly wisheth to square, alloweth's taketh t outside. Nay needeth to burden these people with the damageth the clash of our blades wouldst causeth.”
Shock flashes across his face as Abyss Watcher forms which kicked out by anger and rage at your taunt.
“Quite true, come then and I shall settle this like a gentleman and knight.”
Hm, cocky. You follow him out of the tavern, Sif behind you.

“Hey, The Stranger and The Hunter are going to fight!” you here one of the patrons shout from inside.
The entire tavern has either clogged the door way or has their faces pressed against the window.
“Go get him Quinn!” you here Greg shout from the doorway.

“Sif, get out of here. I don’t want you getting hit.” You say to the Shadow.
He disappears in a cloud of black smoke.

“As a keyblade wielder you should know better than to deal with the Darkness.” The guy enters a fighting stance.

You take your own. The rain pelts down on you like arrows.

You sense something watching you. Well besides the audience. Something in the shadows of the woods.

>Attack
>Defend
>Magic
>Write In
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>>2026663
>>Attack
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>>2026663
>>Attack
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>>2026663
>Attack
"As a wielder yourself you should know that both darkness and light can be used for either good OR evil"
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>>2026663
>>Attack
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>>2026673
this
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>>2026663
>Attack
Yeah well, since I literally can't drag my light out I make do with darkness. Sit is mine not a normal heartless.
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>>2026663
Oh hell yeah, a second thread. Your first one was awesome, so I was really hoping it wouldn't die after just one. It's actually made me consider trying my hand at a KH quest of my own, but I worry it might over-saturate the board.

>Attack
Let's see what not-Delita's got.
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>>2026663
>>2026674
>>2026673
supporting this instead
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>>2026663
>Attack
we're an offensive fighter
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Rolled 1 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>2026667
>>2026670
>>2026673
>>2026674
>>2026677
>>2026681
>>2026689
>>2026690
>>2026691
roll1d100
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Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>2026695
>1
Ha
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Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>2026695
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>>2026695
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Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>2026695
REKT
>>2026697
>69
sooo we're fucking him then?
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>>2026701
He never said anything about not having husbandos
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Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>2026695
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>>2026701
Looks like it. Maybe we can ask if master ford was here?
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>>2026706
>>2026697
Fuck all ya'll
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Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>2026695
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>>2026695
all according to keikaku
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>>2026709
There was never a choice
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>>2026697
>>2026706
>>2026699
Writing
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>>2026719
Wow his form is terrible.

"As a wielder yourself you should know that both darkness and light can be used for either good OR evil" For a second he seems confused and in that instant, you are upon him.

He slashes at you, unrefined and unsteady.
You dodge. Then you strike.

He’s on the floor groaning. You hit him with the broad end of your blade. He should not be to- oh man. His armor is cracked, like someone hit him with a hammer.

“You okay?” you ask standing above him.
He blinks his eyes open. Eyes disoriented. He regains focus, he focuses on you and you see his face flash crimson in anger. Or maybe it’s from the wind you knocked out of him.

“You look terrible.” You hold out a hand, “Let’s get you inside.”

He stares at your hand, his gaze hard. After a minute he slaps it away and pushes himself off the ground.
“I do not need someone who has sympathies with the Darkness to help me up.” He brushes himself off, parts of his armor chipping and crumbling off. He looks down, frowns, then in a flash of light his armor is gone and what you assume his civilian clothes replace it. He appears to be some sort of medieval noble.
“But you are strong. If you did not hear earlier, I am on a quest here in this world. Hunting a terrible beast. While this is my Mark of Mastery, I am sure obtaining the assistance of a fellow keyblade wielder would not disqualify me. So, what say you?”

>Join him
>Fly solo
>Write in
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I think I'm going with set DCs for combat now. This shit is too fucking ridiculous.
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>>2026755
>Ask him why he's asking for help from someone who "sympathizes with darkness".

That seems like a pretty sudden 180.
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>>2026755
>Write in.
Join him on the condition that he admits we're his equal and that darkness is not inherently evil.
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>>2026759
this
but also >>2026758
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>>2026755
>Fly solo
got our own mark of mastery to get, kid. and he's been kinda a dick.
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>>2026755
>>Ask him why he's asking for help from someone who "sympathizes with darkness".
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>>2026755
>>Ask him why he's asking for help from someone who "sympathizes with darkness".
>Have you ever heard of a Keyblade master named Ford?
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>>2026777
Lets do this but also join him
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Let's not.
He's an asshole.
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>>2026758
>>2026759
>>2026760
>>2026762
>>2026777
You guys want to join him or just ask?

>>2026778
Join

>>2026761
>>2026781
Solo

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Also going away again. Picking up waifu from work
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>>2026762
Also
>Fly solo
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>>2026783
Just ask.
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>>2026783
ask why
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>>2026783
Join and ask
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>>2026783
Chaanging to hust asking because i didn't realise he's a cunt
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>>2026783
Ask, then see what his answer is before deciding whether to go with him or not.
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>>2026783
Hmmm. You scratch your head in thought.
“This offer won’t last!” He scoffs at you.
“Well, why are you asking for help from someone who ‘sympathizes with darkness’.”
That seems to catch him off guard, his face flares up with anger. He turns away from you.
“I-It’s not like I l-like the Darkness, fool! It’s just y-you’re p-pretty strong and what’s wrong with teaming up?” he laughs awkwardly at the last part.
“Um. OK.”
“Plus!” he blurts out, “We’re keyblade wielders. Our h-hearts are naturally drawn to each other. Maybe teaming up our hearts could b-b-bond! I mean so that you can get rid of those impure thoughts of Darkness.”
He’s turned towards you again. Staring at your chest? Are you bleeding? You don't think you're bleeding. Oh he cut your shirt open in the "fight"

The rain continues to pour. The crowd has dispersed, yet you still have the watched feeling.

>Join
>Solo
>Write In
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>>2026801
>Solo
totally not suspicious
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>>2026801
>>Solo
Nah, we out
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>>2026801
>>Join
Let's see where this goes
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>>2026801
>>Join
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>>2026801
>>Solo
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>>2026801
>Join
Ah how cute. He's gay got us.
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>>2026801
join

i want to see where this goes
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>>2026801
Solo
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>>2026801
>write in- Do you feel like we’re being watched?
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changing to
>Join
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>>2026801
>Join
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>2026801
1 join
2 solo

>Staring at our chest
>inb4 he was actually a she
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>>2026801
Solo
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>>2026824
>implying that the chance of this being a reverse trap isn't why the Anons want "him" to join us
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>>2026805
>>2026808
>>2026810
>>2026813
>>2026819
>>2026823
>>2026824
Join

>>2026825
>>2026814
>>2026809
>>2026804
Solo

Joining wins
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>Implying he won't betray us at some point
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>>2026840
>implying we wont turn him into a cum dumpster before that
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You sigh, you have a feeling you’re going to regret this.

“Sure, why not?” you say with clenched teeth.
“Great!” he says with too much vim, “Besides, as Master Solaire says, all Keyblade wielders should partake in jolly co-operation!”
Man, this guy’s a freak.
“I do have on condition. You cannot hurt Sif. Sif is tamed and is bonded to my heart.”
Sif crawls from the shadows and you can see the guy is physically repulsed by Sif’s presence. He takes a deep sigh.
“Fine. What’s your name by the way?”
“Quinn. Yours?”
“Alyx. Now let us cleanse this foul world.”
Yup here’s the regret.

You don’t feel the watching sensation. You don’t notice that it is still there. You don’t notice the eyes in the woods.

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Alright now I’m going to go pick up my wife. Probably going out to dinner will be back later tonight if not Wednesday. Will still be in the thread though answering any questions and partaking in any shitposting.
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>>2026859
>Implying anon will go gay
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>>2026864
>implying that he isnt a girl
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>>2026870
>implying he is
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>>2026862
Good thing we joined him, this poor fool is going to get himself killed .
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>>2026874
He probably is
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>>2026870
>>2026874
>>2026916
Is Alyx a boy? Is Alyx a girl?
Who knows? I know.
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>>2026955
It doesn't help that Alyx is a pretty gender neutral name.
You planned this you cheeky little fuck.
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>>2026955
Bitch tell the thread then you fucking ass
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>>2026955
THE 69'S HAVE SPOKEN
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>>2026862
You spend the night at the tavern. Greg, Xehanort, and Wirt seemed to have left sometime during the fight. Some guy named the Highway Man lost his horse or something. You’re just glad Alyx didn’t offer to go after it all valiantly. He seems like the valiant type. Guess he’s too caught up in his hunt for the beast. Speaking of you have no idea what beast you’re hunting.

“What beast are we hunting anyway?” you ask the next morning.
“Hm?” Alyx says with a spoon of oatmeal in his mouth. He swallows. “A beast made of darkness and shadow.”
You wait for more.
He goes back to his oatmeal.
“Anything else you know about it?”
“No.” he wipes at his mouth with a napkin embroidered with an A.
“Your Master Solaire isn’t exactly helpful, is he?” you remember Ford as the words slip out of your mouth. At least his master told him which world.
“No. Well he is, but Solaire is not my Master. Just a friend of my Master. Either way, we shall find this beast. Even if it takes years.”
“Pretty patient, aren’t you?”

You’re not though. Forget years let’s hunt this beast.
>Ask around for clues
>Search the forest
>Write In

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>>2026962
maybe
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>>2027300
>Ask around for clues
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>>2027300
>>Ask around for clues
Who is your master? Have you ever heard of Master Ford?
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>>2027300
>Ask around for clues
>Ask Alyx if he knows about any keyblade masters or wielders.
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>>2027300
>>Ask around for clues on Alyx's gender
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>>2027300
>Ask around for clues.
>You are a child of dark. Try sensing it.
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>>2027328
Supporting, Also Ask if he's seen or heard about a keyblade master named Ford.
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>>2027341
>>2027328
>>2027318
>>2027312
>>2027310
>>2027308
Writing
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Wife is sick right now so I'm going to call it night for now. Sorry senpaitachi
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>>2026356
>>2026364
>>2026674
>>2026677
>>2026690
>>2026808
>>2026813
>Samefagging
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>>2028653
my brother is here, using the same network
shows up as same ID
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>>2028653
It is actually two people. Knight and Wiz are bothers and share a computer. They even posted pics in discord.
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>>2028805
Fucking really autocorrect? Brothers is an actual word.
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>>2028805
we don't share a computer, we share a network
downside is that whenever Wiz postes i have to wait a minute before i can post
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'tis the season.
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>>2027342
“Where are you going?” Alyx asks as you stand from the table.
“Asking for directions. If anyone knows about a beast it would be the people who live here.”

You make your way to the tavern owner.
“Excuse me ma’am, would you happen to know about any beast”
“BEAST!” the tavern interrupts.
“Yes. I’m I mean we’re”, you point to Alyx, “Looking for it.”
“Oh Stranger, you don’t look for the Beast. The Beast finds you.”
The Tavern begins to grow dark despite it being sometime in the early morning. Weird.
“The Beast is a dark creature who stalks the woods at night.” The Tavern keeper says. “He hunts those who are lost and far from home. If he catches you he’ll turn you into a tree of black oil.”
“Black oil?” Alyx asks puzzled.
“To fuel his dark lantern. He who bears the lantern is the Beast. Beware the Beast.”
“Great.” You smile, “So, where is he?”
The Tavern Keeper remains silent in fact the entire tavern seems to shut up.

Best time to leave.

You and Alyx head out into the cool crisp morning air, you shiver.
Alyx summons up his armor sans head.
“So, who is your master anyway?” you ask as you enter the woods.

Alyx is quite for minute. “Master Ludwig.”
“Never heard of him.”
“Well who is your master then?”
“Ford. I mean Master Ford.”
“Oh! You mean the one who wrote that book?”
“So, you read it too?”
“Yes, it was complete nonsense though. Most of it was about cocktails of different worlds.”
“Hrm.” You grunt. You walk in silence through the woods.

Soon the sun sets and the dark of the woods engulf you.

>roll1d5 taking the third roll
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Rolled 3 (1d5)

>>2030612
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Rolled 4 (1d5)

>>2030612
>Ludwig
Well, I guess his Guiding Moonlight is taken on a different level.
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Rolled 1 (1d5)

>>2030612
Oh shit.
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>>2030637
Hmm. Writing
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The rustle of leaves alerts you that you’re not alone. Both you and Alyx whip around to your right, keyblades summoned.

An axe cleaves a large sapling clean in two, followed by a man wearing a large top hat and bearing a dark lantern.

“Oh, excuse me sirs, but you must take flight and be quick. The Beast is out tonight, and I must find them.” He mumbles and trails off; his voice is haggard as he looks about confused.

“Good, we’re Beast hunting.” You dismiss Abyss Watcher. “Who’re you looking for old man?”

“The boys. He’s after them. I-I cannot allow anymore to be taken.” He looks about the woods, scanning the trees behind you. His lantern is the only source of light. It burns a phosphorous white.

“Quinn.” Alyx whispers to you “He bears the lantern.” His keyblade is aimed at the elderly man.

“He’s an old man.” You hiss back, “Besides it’s night and he has a lantern, I’d have on too.”

“A Dark Lantern?”
Well considering yourself, yes. You decide not to say that though.
“Might as well accuse the tavern keeper then.”

Alyx grumbles but keeps his keyblade out.

You feel the dark of the woods creep closer around the three of you.
You feel watched. You feel the lantern watching you.

Maybe Alyx is right. Maybe it’s Sif watching you.
Please be Sif.

>Attack the old man
>Interrogate the old man
>Leave him alone
>Write in
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>>2030806
Summon sif, check the old man out.
Like a doggy
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>>2030806
>Write in
Tell Alyx you don't think you're alone. Tell Sif to prepare for battle, and keep an eye over your shoulder.
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>>2030806
>>Write in
>Tell Alyx you don't think you're alone. Tell Sif to prepare for battle, and keep an eye over your shoulder.
Also, take the lantern from the old man and light another source of light
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>>2030821
>>2030825
>>2030829
“Alyx.” You whisper. “I don’t think we’re alone.”
“Yeah the old man is here.”
“No. Something is watching us. All three of us.”

Alyx’s eyes dart back and forth before settling back on the old man.

“Perhaps you’re right. I do sense something. Your pet mayhaps?”

“it’s not Sif.” Speaking of.

Sif forms from one of the many convenient shadows around you.
It’s skittish. More so than usual.

Sif, check out the old man.
You don’t need to talk, Sif seems to understand your heart and all that jazz.

Sif looks up at you, at the old man, and then back to you.
Sif cowers behind you.
Oh no.

A cold wind blusters through, shaking leaves and sending shivers through you.

The lantern burns. It does not flicker like a fire.
You need a fire.

“Alyx, you know any fire spells?” you feel Abyss Watcher in your hand. You have not summoned it, not yet.
Alyx nods.
“We’re going to need more light, Light Boy.” you turn towards the old man, “Old man, I’m going to need that lantern.”

The old man’s face whips towards you his eyes focused on you.
“NO!” He roars, “The lantern is mine to bear!”
He swings at you.
His mind might be dull, but his axe is sharp.

>roll1d100
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Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>2030889
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Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>2030889
I'll redeem my previous failure!
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Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>2030889
Clash.
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>>2030898
He’s an old man wandering around the woods at night.
All he has is a normal axe.
And a lantern that burns without a fire.

Abyss Watcher pops into your hand.
The old man swings down. His axe ready to cleave you in two.

Abyss Watcher and his axe clash.
His blow is heavier than you expected.
Stronger than you expected.
You’re pushed back and almost into the ground.

“Prepare yourself Beast!” Alyx shouts as he swings his keyblade at the old man’s head.

The old man is fast. He dodges and returns with his own strike at Alyx.

Alyx ducks as the axe misses slicing a few hairs from his head and through the trunk of a large tree behind him, toppling it.

Oh. Maybe he is more than an old man.

>Attack
>Magic
>Write In
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>>2030943
>>Magic
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>>2030943
>Magic
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>>2030943
>Attack

We are really good at fighting, lets kick his ass.

Also.

>Alyx can you use some light magic please!
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>>2030943
>>Magic
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>>2030943
>>Attack
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>>2030971
>>2030953
>>2030946
Magic. Writing
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>>2031014
Wait no, roll me 2d100. first is Quinn second is Alyx
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Rolled 54, 15 = 69 (2d100)

>>2031020
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Rolled 28, 80 = 108 (2d100)

>>2031020
I can feel its going to be a good roll this time!
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Rolled 58, 67 = 125 (2d100)

>>2031020
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Rolled 74, 2 = 76 (2d100)

>>2031020
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Rolled 94, 99 = 193 (2d100)

>>2031020
God i hope i don't fuck up
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>>2031041
wew writing.
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>>2031041
I for one, welcome our new dice god.
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>>2031041
>>2031043

You take a deep breath.

“We’re going to need some of your light magic.” You say to Alyx.

A small ball of lightning forms at the tip of Abyss Watcher.

“I’ve got you covered.” Alyx begins to glow with a faint golden aura.

“You cannot have the lantern! I must bear its burden.” The old man shouts.

“I don’t really care, you just need to calm down!” you shout back.
The old man swings at you with his axe.
He seems durable. Better be safe though.
You leap back, “Thundera!” you command raising your keyblade.

Lightning jumps from your blade and hitting the head of the axe. The old man shakes and convulses as lightning traverses through his body.

“Light!” Alyx shouts. A small ball of pure white light shoots from his blade and strikes at the old man’s chest, knocking him to the ground. His axe flies from his hand embedding itself into a small boulder.
The lantern is held firm in his hand.

The old man groans.

Alyx makes his way to him.

The watching feeling is strong.

>Stop Alyx
>Let him do it
>Write in
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>>2031093
>>Stop Alyx
>>Write in
"Wait, I think that this is how the Beast transfers hosts."
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>>2031093
>No. Alyx.
>The lantern.
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>>2031093
>Stop Alyx
"Forget the old man, he isn't a threat and I feel like something else is watching us, maybe some kind of heartless?"
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>>2031093
>>Stop Alyx
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>>2031094
>>2031099
>>2031101
>>2031118
Stopping Alyx. Writing
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>>2031120
“Alyx wait! Something is not right.” You grab him by the shoulder.
Alyx turns on you, “No, things are going as they should, the Light shall defeat the Darkness and I will be one step closer to becoming a Master. To ridding this universe of the Darkness.”
He tries to break free from your grip, but you hold on tighter.
“I think the cause of this is the lantern. Maybe the lantern is the Beast.” You hope it’s the lantern. Killing an old man is something you’re not up for.
Neither is dying because you think a lantern is a beast.
Still, rather safe than sorry.

Alyx approaches the old man, kicking the axe farther away. He goes for the lantern, careful not to touch, he uses his keyblade to lift it up.

The trees grow closer. The darkness creeps in, the light from the lantern grows brighter as the shadows grow longer.

“You’re going to just lie there Woodsman? Helpless as they kill your daughter.” A deep voice echoes through the woods. From every tree and shadow.

“NO!” the Woodsman shouts as he springs up.

Oh no.
A purple aura radiates from The Woodsman.
Branches begin to sprout from his head. Like antlers.
His eyes change, becoming big bright orbs of white with a yellow and red circles for pupils.

“Protect your daughter Woodsman.” The voice commands.

You can make out a faint silhouette of something in the trees.

"I think your beast found us Alyx."
>Attack
>Magic
>Write In
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>>2031173
>Attack
>Write in.
Use flowmotion to dash around and confuse the beast before we attack.
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>>2031173
>>Attack
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>>2031173
>>Attack
>>Write in.
>Use flowmotion to dash around and confuse the beast before we attack.
Grab the lantern from Alyx with our spear form and smack the lantern against things as we run.
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>>2031203
You can't use spear with flowmotion
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>>2031209
Do we have twin daggers? If we do, then hold lantern with dagger and stab it with the other as we flowmotion.
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>>2031216
You have twin guns. they give you a slight magic boost and shoot dark bullets.
You can use those in flowmotion.
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>>2031216
Why wouldn't you stab it on the ground. You would just like it off the other once
Knife
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>>2031222
I was thinking to try and draw aggro from it, and have it impaled on one knife while damaging it more with the other.
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Going to bed will post a vain around 1030 est
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>>2031173
>Trust Alyx to take care of himself
>Dash between trees with flowmotion, while firing bullets into the lantern.
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Will be posting in an hour and a half or so.

>>2031179
>>2031181
>>2031203
>>2031273
>Attack with flowmotion and guns

You guys cool with that?
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>>2031409
sounds good man!
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>>2031409
Cool! Do it!
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Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>2031409
Alright roll me 1d100
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>>2031409
Yep
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Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>2031463
Good morning friends
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Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>2031463
How convenient, I had just turned my PC on.
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Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>2031463
crit boys
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Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>2031463
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Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>2031463
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>>2031480
Writing
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>>2031481
>>2031480
Abyss Watcher splits in two in a flash of purple forming your twin guns.
You’re not sure how strong this Beast.
Considering how the Woodsman is, you might have a hard time going toe-to-toe.

You dash towards the Beast, a blue aura surrounding you.

“A Keyblade. How long has it been?” the Beast voice resonates through the woods.

You leap towards a tree, then another and another. Bouncing between them.
Around the Beast.

“Yet still relying on the same tricks.” The Beast mocks.

You shoot.
Dark bullets strike the ground where the Beast once was.

“You have much to learn, young one, and I know so much. Perhaps I could be your master?” the Beast whispers behind you.

You wing out with guns. All you feel is the rush of air as you miss the Beast.
Deeper in the woods you see two bright eyes staring at you.

“Hey Alyx, you mind hunting your beast?” you call out.
You turn, Alyx is staring into the bright light of the lamp.

Alyx says something, you’re not sure what.
“Yes, bear the lamp and her heart shall be safe.” The Beast calls out.

Oh no.

You did not realize how deep you went into the woods. You dart back towards the clearing.
Alyx mumbles something else. You cannot hear it.
The Woodsman is upon him. Axe in hand.

Alyx drops the lamp.

>Help Alyx
>Go after the Beast
>Go after the lamp
>Write in
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>>2031486
>Help Alyx
fucking alyx
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>>2031486
>>Help Alyx
Fucking useless bastard
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>>2031486
>Help Alyx
Dammit Alyx.
Can we use our momentum from dashing back with flowmotion to try and body slam the woodsman?
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>>2031486
>>Help Alyx
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>>2031486
>help alyx while being extremely passive aggressive about the whole situation
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>>2031497
Seconding this
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>>2031487
>>2031490
>>2031491
>>2031495
>>2031497
>>2031503
Roll 1d100

DC is 75
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Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>2031504
Well here we go
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Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>2031504
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Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>2031504
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Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>2031504
damn guys :)
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Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>2031504
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>>2031515
Writing
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>>2031515
>upping me by one
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>>2031527

Can’t ever get a break can you.

Ching!

Abyss Watcher locks with the axe.

“Get your head in the game Alyx! You trying to be a Master or what?!” you shout at him.

He stares at you in shock, the axe almost burying itself in his head. He looks to the lantern, then deeper into the woods where the Beast lurks and back to the lantern.

He stares hard at the lamp.

“I know what to do.” He mumbles.

“DON’T!” You hear the Beast roar from the woods. He’s closer now, almost in the clearing.
“Would you risk putting out your sister’s light? Would you risk extinguishing her heart?” he pleads to Alyx.

Alyx whips around to face the voice to face the Beast.
The lantern’s light shines upon it.
You catch a glimpse of it.
A horrible wooden thing.
Enough to make a man sick.

“This is not my sister’s light, this is not her heart. I know where her heart is.” Alyx clutches at his chest. “Her light shall not go out this day.”
Alyx opens the lantern. He snuffs it out.

The world is plunged into darkness. A horrible scream pierces the night. You don’t remember what happens next.


It is morning when you come back to your senses.
The Woodsman is gone.
Alyx stands alone, the lantern in his hand.
He stares at it.

>Talk to Alyx
>Leave the Unknown
>Write In
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>>2031550
>>Talk to Alyx
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>>2031550
>talk to alyx
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>>2031550
>Talk to Alyx
Someone has a lot of explaining to do.
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>>2031550
>Talk to Alyx
"You're welcome."
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>>2031550
>Talk to him
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>>2031553
>>2031554
>>2031556
>>2031559
>>2031560
roll1d100 to see how much he opens up. The higher the better
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Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>2031574
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Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>2031574
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Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>2031574
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Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>2031574
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Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>2031574
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Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>2031574
Huehuehue
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Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>2031574
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>>2031582
Hmm. Writing
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>>2031586
You approach Alyx.
He no longer wears his armor and he seems to be touching his chest again.
“You’re welcome.” You say patting him on the shoulder.
He turns to look at you. He drops the lantern.
It dissolves into a black mist.

“Thank you.” He says with a heavy sigh. “I still have much to learn.”
“Yeah we both do. I guess that’s the point of the Mark of Mastery. Kind of like a final lesson.” You smile.
Alyx frowns. His hand falls from his chest.
“Yeah. You never told me, what are you doing out here?”
“I’m looking for my master. That’s his test for me. Hey at least you got yours done!” you slap him on the back. He continues to stare off into the woods.

A silence grows before he replies, “No. This was only one Beast. I’ve got more prey I need to hunt. More lessons to learn. Like sometimes the light isn’t always right.” He looks at you.
“Thank you. Again.”
“Hey, you were the one talking about ‘jolly co-operation’.” You chuckle.
“Oh, that’s right.” He reaches into a pocket and pulls out a golden star shaped trinket.
“Rumor has it there is a world where they make these. They’re called wayfinders, and as long as you have one, you will never be lost, for all who share one will always be connected.”
“What does that even mean?” you scrunch your face up.
“It means that your friends will always be able to find you.” He put s the golden one away. He fishes in his pocket and pulls out three more.

“I, um, sort of made a bunch before I left. In case I made any fri- I mean met anymore fellow keyblade wielders.” He blushes at that. You try your best not to laugh.
“I want you to have one.” He holds them out to you. “As our hearts have bonded, we should be able to borrow each other’s power if you reach out with your heart.”
“You would borrow my darkness?” you snort
“No, but you are quite the swordsman. And maybe you could start using some light? It would do you some good.”

>Take the wayfinder
>Reject it
>Write In
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>>2031607
>Take the wayfinder
i mean why not?
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>>2031607
>>Take the wayfinder
>But try not to enjoy it too much when i touch your heart
Flirting bully best bully
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>>2031607
>Take the wayfinder
"Looks like we're friends now, it can't be helped."
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>>2031607
>>Take the wayfinder
>let's fight together again
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>>2031607
>>Take the wayfinder
Maybe you just need some DARKNESS
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>>2031607
>Take it
Sure thing mate.
You know what they say, light shines brightest when surrounded by darkness, eh?
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>>2031607
>take the wayfinder
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Writing
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>>2031659
You both stare at the pale blue sky stretched out before you framed by the canopy of trees.
In your gut you feel something pushing. Pushing you out and it won’t stop pushing till you leave this world. Probably that whole world order thing Ford rants about.

“I should probably get going. Who knows where Ford is now.”
“Yeah. I think I’m going to stay here. Just for a bit longer.” Alyx says, his voice faint and drifts off as if he is speaking from across an ocean. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves. You think you see a tear fall from Alyx’s face.
You keep quiet.

You don your armor and toss Abyss Watcher into the air.
It comes down as your windsurfer.
Alyx stops you before you can hop on.

“Quinn. I’m not sure how you’ve come to use the darkness, but you need to stop. It’s dangerous, you might not have seen the affects,” he holds his chest, “but I have. I don’t want to lose a friend.”
“Hey now, don’t they say that light shines brightest when it is surrounded by darkness?” you chuckle hopping to lighten the tension.
“Maybe that’s why I see a great Light within you.” He pats you on your shoulder. “Good luck finding your master.
“Thanks, good luck hunting.” You wave as you rocket through the atmosphere and into the Abyss.


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That’s it for now. Didn’t expect the world to be this quick. If I have time tomorrow we can pick up with the next world if not maybe this weekend if I’m not super busy.
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>>2031685
Thanks for running
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>>2031685
Thanks for running.
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>>2031685
cheers for the fun OP
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fuck it running once i finish setting up my terrarium
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>>2034184
Nice! Good luck man! Hope the little terrors enjoy it!
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>>2034184

Your name is Quinn you’re a keyblade wielder in search of your master.
Master Ford did not leave any notes in the last world, so did he not go there? And you hate to admit it, but that Beast was right, you don’t know how to control your darkness, if things got tough and you turned into that monster like before would you be able to control yourself? You need someone to teach you how to master this power.
To be frank you have no idea what you’re doing.

You’re riding your windsurfer through the Abyss, you know that much.

It’s not long before you notice two bright lights, and one slightly fainter, piercing though the darkness.

If Master Ford had gone the same way as you, he would have had to stop by one of these worlds.

The lights of the worlds begin to fade, you can start to make out some details of what they look like.

One looks like a large city, much larger than Twilight Town.
The other looks like a rickety old house in the middle of a grey land. Rain pours down over it and you swear you could see a large shadow looming behind the house.
The faintest one is the strangest. It looks too small to be a world and it seems to have rockets propelling it through the Abyss, yet it clearly has land on it.

>To the City
>To the House
>To the Strange Land
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>>2034237
>To the House

House in the middle of nowhere? Courage’s House?
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>>2034237
>To the Strange Land
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>>2034243
Maybe next time

Also be back in 30 gotta pick up doggo
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>>2034237
>To the Strange Land

spooky island get
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>>2034237
>>To the City
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>>2034237
to house
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>>2034237
>To the House
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>>2034244
>>2034248
>Strange Land

Writing
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>>2034237
>to the house
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Shit disregard me I suck cocks.
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>>2034243
>>2034284
>>2034285
House

>>2034244
>>2034248
Strange Land

>>2034252
City

Ok Writing up for house
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>>2034300
well at least you acknowledge that
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>>2034303
You veer your course to the house.

The world is grey, rain pours down almost to rival the Land of Storms. All the color has been washed out from the landscape as a grey mud seems to have replaced all form of plant life.

Well there is one thing that still contains color, the house, which is a ghastly pink. The pink often favored by old ladies who once had a fashion sense but let it fade away, just like the pink that is on the house. Upon further inspection you realize it has been converted into an apartment. Or maybe it is a bed and breakfast. Either way you feel pity for all those occupants.

Hopefully this world will be as fast as the last.

The name of it is Pink Palace. Jeez.
You ring the bell.
A young girl answers. She has blue hair. Not that uncommon.
“And just who might you be?” her voice drips of sarcasm and snark.
“I’m just a traveler. I was wondering if I could stay in this bed and breakfast. Are you the owner’s kid or something?”

“Shouldn’t you have a huge backpack with all your stuff in it? Did you walk here, cause I don’t see a car. And no, I’m not the owner’s kid.”

“I have my ways. So where can I find the owner?”
“CORALINE WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO!” you here a woman’s voice echo from inside. Must be the mom.
“SOME STRANGER!”
“Hey I’m not strange.”
Sif takes this moment to appear from thin air.
“Woah!” Coraline gasps “How’d you do that!?”
You hear footsteps. The click clack of a determined woman.
“Don’t tell anyone!” you hiss and toss Sif off the porch. You see a large black head with two yellow orbs pop up over the edge. You can swear you see tear forming.
“Sorry!” you whisper.

“Ah Coraline, go inside.” The mother says. Coraline sighs and walks off dejected. “Now, who might you be?”
“Just someone looking for room and board.” You try not to let your nervousness get the best of you. This mom has got some hips.

You talk to the hip mom and you convince her to give you the number of the owner.
You talk to the owner, Mrs. Lovat who lets you in the last vacant room for just $100 munni a night. It could be worse.
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>>2034358
It’s night now. The moon hangs low and full illuminating the world in an ethereal white.
You feel like you’re being watched.
You’re tired of being watched.
You go for a walk.

This world is cold, the mud seeming to freeze at night. A chill runs through you and each breath comes out as a puff of steam. Maybe you should go back inside.
A black cat crosses your path.
You go to pet it, but he runs just out of reach. He stops and meows at you.
“C’mon cat I can’t pet you if I can’t catch you.” You sneak closer but the cat darts away again before you can touch him.
Hold on.
“Hey Sif, c’mon out.”
The shadow appears far away from you and the cat.
Sif looks at you then the cat then disappears in a puff of black smoke.
You did deserve that.
You continue you to play your game of Human and Cat will you reach a small wooden door on the side of the house, bearing a large keyhole.
Of course.

Abyss Watcher opens the door, inside there is a long blueish tunnel. You walk through it and emerge on The Other Side.

All around you are huge plants and vegetables. You’re in a garden.
Strange creatures approach you. They seem to be made of the plants. They don’t look friendly.

>attack
>magic
>write in
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>>2034372
>magic

Burn these bitches up
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>>2034372
>Attack
Tell Sif to get in there! Hows he going to get stronger if he never fights? Plants seem like an appropriate entry level enemy for him.
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>>2034372
>>magic
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>>2034372
>>attack
magic is our worst stat
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>>2034372
>Magic
burn them and
>Get Sif to attack the stragglers we cant get
just to be sure
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>>2034372
>>attack


>>2034384
no it's defense that is shit tier. We're high attack neutral magic and weak defense, which is about the only fucking way you'll win KH1.
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>>2034379
>>2034383
>>2034388
Magic

>>2034380
>>2034384
>>2034389
Attack

Tied, gonna give it another 5 minutes before I roll for it.

Also Sif will be called into battle.
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Oh shit forgot to mention, thundera got upgraded to Thundaga since you did so well on that roll yesterday. Sorry senpaitachi
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

1 magic
2 Attack
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OK roll 2d100 first is you second is Sif
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Rolled 72, 56 = 128 (2d100)

>>2034405
I had no idea we was live
Shieeeeet
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Rolled 21, 50 = 71 (2d100)

>>2034405
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Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>2034405
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Rolled 70, 48 = 118 (2d100)

>>2034405
I believe in you, Sif!
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Rolled 20, 30 = 50 (2d100)

>>2034405
Here we go
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Rolled 78, 52 = 130 (2d100)

>>2034405
Here you go
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Rolled 77, 19 = 96 (2d100)

>>2034405
missed the rolls :(
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Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>2034405
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>>2034413
You plug your headphones in to your music player. You select a song.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nHdJkkNSiDU&t=867s

You ready Sif?

You strike at the closest one to you, slicing it clean, each half falling to the floor.
It disappears in a mix of rot and strange otherness.
You cleave your way through two more, form the corner of your eye you see one leap at your back.
Sif appears from the ground, intercepting the attacker and scratching at its face, leaving long groves down it that shimmer purple.

More of them appear from the ground. Over twenty at least.
“Just watch my back Sif and this will be a snap.”
You enter the fray.
Hacking and slashing at whatever comes at you, Sif trying its best to attack.
Its claws are weak.
Sif gets thrown to the ground by a pumpkin mixed with an octopus thing. You make quick work of it.
You lift Sif up and place him on your shoulders.
More of the plant creates crawl from the ground or out of trees and bushes.

Looks like someone doesn’t want you here.
Guess we came to right place.

>Cut your way through
>Use some magic
>Run past
>Write in
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>>2034432
>>Cut your way through
FLOWMOTION after having sif go into the puddle shadow
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>>2034432
>Use some magic
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>>2034436
I support this.
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>>2034436
I support this as well
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>>2034436
backing
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>>2034436
>>2034440
>>2034445
>>2034451
roll 1d100
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Rolled 67 (1d100)

>>2034454
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Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>2034454
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Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>2034454
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Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>2034454
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Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>2034454
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Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>2034454
fuck i missed again :(
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>>2034468
writing
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>>2034479
“I go high, you go low.”

Sif jumps off your shoulder.
Plant monsters swipe at him with vine and claw.
He slips through melding into the ground untouchable.

You jump and dash in midair.
You hit a tree and bounce off.
You’re a flying blender as your strike out with Abyss Watcher. It spins in front of you mowing down anything in your path. The momentum begins to fade.
You slam your feet into a larger monster and bounce back towards the tree.
You fly back and forth till the large monster begins to cave in from the weight of your kicks. On the last lap you leap high into the air, Abyss Watcher held above your head.
You slam down creating a shockwave as the blue aura of flowmotion spread through the ground hitting anything not destroyed by the slam.

Sif jumps back out and onto your shoulder.

The ground rumbles. A large metal praying mantis smashes its way across the bridge and towards you. A deformed man rides on top.

“YOU CAN’T BE HERE!” he groans at you.

>Attack
>Magic
>Leave
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>>2034502
Why not?
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>>2034502
>Magic
thunder his ass to DEATH
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>>2034502
Badass ride, old man.
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>>2034502
>magic
Thundaga would probably work pretty damn well against an enemy made of metal
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>>2034502
>Magic
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>>2034502
LIGHTNING
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>>2034506
>>2034535
>>2034557
>>2034564
>>2034510
>>2034503
Going with magic.

Going to pick up waifu, will continue when back
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Alright I'm feeling pretty sick now so I'll try to pick up saturday sorry bout the late reply senpaitachi
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>>2035025
Hope you feel better man
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before the meds kick in and I firget everything

RULES REGARDING FORMS AND D-LINKS

Forms/D-Link/Heart Points

To use a form(Antiform) or D-Link a Heart Point must be spent. Heart points are earned by bonding with other hearts or devouring them. Arriving at a new world will also grant you 1 heart point. Heart points can also be spent on low rolls to give a +20 boost. D-Link and forms can only be used once per world to avoid spamming it.

I'm giving you guys 3 points right now. 1 for bonding with Sif, 1 for Alyx, and 1 for the Pink Palace/The Other Side world. Sorry I did not come up with this sooner. If you have any suggestions to enhance gameplay please tell me
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>>2035808
No bond for Ford?
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>>2036004
Good point. On the other hand Ford might not like us, and have just trained us for fear of what we might become.
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>>2036158
>>2036004
Ford likes you. He's had only a few apprentices, but he considers you the one that can actually pass his test.

You will get his bond once you find him
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going to run at 9
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>>2034569
Sorry I'm late, roll me 1d100 for magic

DC is 70
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Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>2044878
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Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>2044878
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Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>2044878
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Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>2044878
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What are these rolls..

Also, what magic do we know besides thunder?
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Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>2044878
CLUTCh ROLL
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so much mediocre.
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>>2044879
taking :(
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>>2044958
Well this guy is on a huge metal thing, let’s see how it handles some electricity.

You channel your magic energy into the tip of Abyss Watcher.
The telltale ball of blue lightning forms at the tip.

“Thun- “a metal claw crashes into the ground in front of you.
The force knocks you back.
The metal mantis continues its assault.
It strikes out with its claws, each one slams into the ground, raking its way towards you.

You roll over avoiding the path of destruction.
The mantis blindly charges past you, crashing into a tree.
“Sif!” you call out. The shadow rises from the ground beside you.

The tree is mulched by the mantis.
The rider has it aimed at you once more.

>Attack
>Magic
>Write In
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>>2045039
>Attack
I doubt he can cut through a keyblade.
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>>2045039
>>Attack
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>>2045039
>>Attack
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>>2045039
>Throw sif right into the rider's face
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>>2045052
>>2045078
>>2045086
Attack

>>2045088
Ya'll ok with throwing Sif?
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>>2045106
roll 1d100 to attack DC is 65
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Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>2045150
alrighty
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Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>2045150
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Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>2045150
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Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>2045150
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Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>2045150
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Alright since I just found out how auto sage works I'm going to pick this up tomorrow with a new thread .
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Archive

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2026303/
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>>2045881
New thread




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