>>4827347
>[B] Use your Crystal Ball to find some neat ideas to steal (Begrudgingly Devious)

Looks interesting! You may want a name and or trip tho, qm

>>4827347
>[B] Use your Crystal Ball to find some neat ideas to steal (Begrudgingly Devious)
Make goofy faces as you do. It amuses you.

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>>4827375
>>4827356

The Crystal Ball captures the indirect light of the sun brilliantly as it awaits at the far corner of your bed. You scoop the gorgeous ornament into your palms and the cloudy center begins to give way to a dark, misty void. A mysterious figure begins to approach the foreground in the void as the mist begins to part...

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>>4827380

>Hello

>If you would like to browse the Astral Mystics Network please chant “AMN” five times before the ball.

>If you would like to access the Horriburg Bank to check your Balance, Exciting Offers, or your Moral Credit Score, please chant “Bank” five times before the ball.

>If you don't want any of these things, stop making ridiculous faces and put me down.

>>4827383
"AMN AMN AMN AMN AMN"

>>4827383
"A-M-N A-M-N A-M-N A-M-N A-M-N"

>>4827383
"AMN AMN AMN AMN... AMN."

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>>4827390
>>4827389

You complete the ritual subsequently agreeing to the soul binding terms of use contract. Before you know it you're in, and browsing the network feverishly looking for any small inkling of an idea to steal. You find a witch that goes by the name of Belinda, it appears as if she's making more than a killing off of her custom made potions. Perhaps it would be good to talk to her and see if maybe you can coerce some secrets out of the fellow witch.

>A) [Roll 1d20 + Kinda Customer Service] Send a message asking for her correspondence

>B) [Roll 1d20] Study her previous works and try and find.

>C) [Roll 1d20] Study the corporations and not the individuals.

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>4827404
>B) [Roll 1d20] Study her previous works and try and find.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>4827404
>A) [Roll 1d20 + Kinda Customer Service] Send a message asking for her correspondence

Rolling just in case, but do you prefer we roll during choice selection or after a choice is confirmed?

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>>4827410
It appears Belinda gets a lot of interest by wearing provocative clothing and brewing her potions while inside the cauldron. Such a practice surely results in scalding torment, you imagine her seductive face here might be one crying in pain – or – well – maybe it's just fake for the show of it. While you think you'd certainly get traffic with this kind of advertising, you've never been very comfortable with the idea doing it yourself, and monetary gain doesn't change that for you. Still the search wasn't all a lost cause, there appears to be an uptick of shape shifting potions here that the corporation is just beginning to take advantage of. You figure while you are certainly late to the party, there may be a demand for artisanal shape shifting juice.

If you want to make a shape shifting potion you're going to need:

Anatomite
Shiftseed
Some creature's essense – like a hair or something from a creature.
And Castwart

>A) Use your Moral Credit to order these ingredients
>B) Put the ball down and rummage through your surroundings to see what you can find.
>C) Ask your mom to go and get them for you.

>>4827415
((We'll start with during choice selection. We'll adjust if necessary.))

>>4827461
>B) Put the ball down and rummage through your surroundings to see what you can find.

Potions is just like Cooking--you work with what ya got.

>>4827461
>B) Put the ball down and rummage through your surroundings to see what you can find.

Let's go full meta- use our own hair. A potion that turns you into a witch yourself! The novelty of it and the ability to scam magicless losers will make a killing

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>>4827466
>>4827469
(Music provided by The Medieval Fantasy Punks: https://whyp.it/t/horriburg-73348)

You poke around inside of your room, and immediately outside of it. As you exit your door you look out at the sea of tall buildings trying not to think of the logistics of these structures. This is Horriburg, a city built for evil, by evil. The whole economy runs primarily on trading in witchcraft, and hero artifacts. If your scheme goes well, you might find yourself at a low level management position at E-Vilicorp managing your very own dungeon. It'd be boring, but at least you'd achieve what all young witches hope to achieve one day - financial independence.

Among the useless garbage, you find:

>A recent issue of KASTER – A quarterly witch magazine.
>A vintage pamphlet for the Velduil Elementary Cult.
>The History of Horriburg volumes 1 thru 8
>Bird poop
>An empty aquarium with the bones of a fish.

The only ingredients you were able to find were:

Mind Mint
Anatomite
Vitaleaf

You ponder the viability of running a scheme promising people they'll turn into a real witch. The only issue is that witches aren't thought of as highly as they once were. The people who would want it are already studying witches and would know better, and the people who wouldn't never had an interest in the first place. Still, the act would net you a few points on your Moral Credit Score if you happened to catch some fools, so perhaps it's worth doing after all. You pluck some of your hair regardless, it never hurts to have options.

You weren't able to find any Shiftseed or Castwart, and without the gold to purchase these ingredients you only have a few options:

>A) Ask Mom
>B) Become indebted to the Corporation
>C) Just throw items into cauldron and see what happens

>>4827571
>A) Ask Mom
Let's see if our mom is based or not. We'll also need to brainstorm different ideas for shapeshifting potions.

Any whacky creatures/monsters, magical or otherwise in this universe?

>>4827571
Ask mom

>>4827571
>A) Ask Mom

Maaaaaan, we're gonna have to do even MORE chores now, aren't we?

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>>4827597
>>4827597
>>4827612

You trot down the stairs thinking about if there are any particularly eccentric or exciting creatures you might have access to. Unfortunately the wildlife here in the city tends to be incredibly bland, and if you wanted to find anything more you'd have to do some traveling.

>"Well look who finally decided to come down!"

Your mother chimes, hanging from the ceiling.

You breathe out a "Hi mom," and shake off her somewhat passive aggressive greeting.

She notices your cold demeanor and her eight eyes soften.

>"What's wrong with my little spiderling today?"

"Nothing's wrong, I just... I need to get some ingredients. Shiftseed and Castwart. I was wondering if maybe you could pick them up?"

>"Oh honey," she nervously taps her pedipalps together, "I have to go into work soon."

Your mother notices you do that thing where you close your eyes and your nose twitches meaning that you're upset, she crawls over to a drawer.

"I can give you some silver for it, but you'll have to make the trip yourself... Okay?"

((Will continue tomorrow. getting tired))

>>4827647
Ah, a cute family. See you tomorrow QM.

>>4827647
Spider-Mom Best Mom. Thanks for running, man--liking the art and premise so far!

>>4827647
thanks mom

>>4827647
> Accept the offer

>>4827647
Accept the money and make the trip

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>>4828191
>>4828000
>>4827996
>>4827824
>>4827663

"Thanks mom," you embarrassingly murmur.

Your mother smiles in response - rather - she does what she told you a spider smile looks like. It's kind of like a crossing and retraction of the pedipalps, you would sometimes mimic the action with your side tresses when you were younger and more enthusiastic. This kind of stuff isn't really what model citizens of Horriburg should be doing though.

You clutch your gift from mom and set off upon your rather modest broom. After a rather easy early morning flight you arrive at the Mystical Farmer's Market. You walk up and down the rows of fresh produce in search of the stands peddling witchcraft ingredients. At last, you arrive at a stand with a sign saying "Premium Witch Produce".

You approach the stand.

The woman working the stand glances briefly at you out of the corner of her eye while wrapping up a conversation with her co-worker. "What's up? what can get for you," she says bluntly.

You barely manage to squeeze a word out before her eyes light up and a smile plants itself across her lips.

"Corpse girl?" She asks.

She snaps her fingers trying to recall your actual name.

"Fuckin.... Corpse girl, Right? you know ..."

The woman working the stand is referring to a rather regretful experience in your past. The witches final exam is a publicly performed ritual where witches are graded based on not just the execution of a spell or potion, but the presentation. Your presentation didn't go so well, it involved a cadaver not being cadaver-y enough, and you running away crying and embarrassed. Needless to say, any reference to this event tends to boil your blood.

>A) (Anger) It's Deirdre. My name is Deirdre. Now sell me ingredients, plant wench.
>B) (Anger) Completely ignore her and continue with the transaction
>C) (Write in)

>>4829252
>B) (Anger) Completely ignore her and continue with the transaction

Let's just play it cool and get what we want.

>>4829252
>B) (Anger) Completely ignore her and continue with the transaction

>>4829252
>C) (Write in)
What the fuck did I do to get called corpse girl?
After asking that just complete the transaction

>>4829252
C) "Any more remarks like 'Corpse girl' and i'll make you into a corpse girl."

>>4829252
>B) (Anger) Completely ignore her and continue with the transaction

Buy the goods and BOOK IT

>>4829272
>>4829258
>>4829343
>>4829372

"Can't believe it, when that corpse started moving you leaped the highest I've ever seen a human leap," The woman remarks incredulously.

"Let me see your selection," You tersely state.

"Sure thing. Making potions now, huh? Yeah I don't blame you. Plants don't ever wake up," She comments.

"I'm looking for Castwart and Shift Seed," You continue ignoring the girl.

"Oh... You know... You shouldn't try to look like someone else, it costs a fortune to keep up with, and it's just not good for you. You know? I think you should play into the whole corpse girl bit, why not? right?"

You bottle up your anger, "I'm not doing that. I'm never doing that. I just want to buy ingredients, okay?."

The girl gives you one final irritating smile, and reveals the ingredients she has in stock.

(( Your current items: https://pastebin.com/M95YwiqQ ))

You browse the selection.

You currently have 10 loose silver pieces:

Castwart - imbues potions with magical properties, must be placed as final ingredient - 4 silver ea.
Smeach - A fruit used in potions affecting speech - 2 silver ea.
Mulberry - A berry that generally amplifies a potion's effect - 15 copper ea.
Portwig - Contained twig from a Port Tree, used for teleport potions - 6 silver ea.
Shiftseed - A shape shifting seed, used in shape shifter potions - 4 silver ea.

>A) [1d20 + 2 (kinda customer service)] Attempt to haggle to bring down these ridiculously high prices
>B) [Select items and make purchase]

>>4829393
>A) [1d20 + 2 (kinda customer service)] Attempt to haggle to bring down these ridiculously high prices

Rolled 3 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>4829393
>A) [1d20 + 2 (kinda customer service)] Attempt to haggle to bring down these ridiculously high prices

Rolled 2 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>4829393
>A) [1d20 + 2 (kinda customer service)] Attempt to haggle to bring down these ridiculously high prices

>>4829501
>>4829572
>>4829493

Failed.

"What are these prices?" You ask incredulously.

The woman sighs heavily, "Here we go again... look -- when's the last time you shopped for ingredients?"

You ponder her question, it certainly has been a while since you actually made your own potions from scratch. The amount of time you sit stirring in your thoughts gives the ingredient seller a clear enough picture of your ignorance.

The potion seller rolls her eyes, "The economy is completely wrecked. Less heroes, less hero artifacts. E-vilicorp has to stand on witches yet again to bring home the real bacon, and everything gets inflated to hell from cakes to cocks."

"Trust me, I'm barely making a profit as it is. So you either take it or leave it."

While the prices are indeed high, unfortunately you come to believe the woman cannot be budged on her pricing due to circumstance.

>A) Witches should make their own city with their own economy. This is bullshit. We used to be magical for gods sake! (+1 Anarchy)
>B) Fair enough. They have to keep the show going some how, better than being out there among the beasts. (+1 Corporate Minded)
>C) Fuck it. All of it'll burn eventually. (+1 Chaos)
>D) Express general concern and acceptance.

[Select items for purchase]

>>4829616
>B) Fair enough. They have to keep the show going some how, better than being out there among the beasts. (+1 Corporate Minded)

Also, items for purchase
>Castwart - 4 silver
>Shiftseed - 4 silver

With these prices, this means we only get one shot with whatever we make. We'll have to bank on being able to sell our prototype to E-Vilicorp and getting funding/payment that way.

>>4829616
>>4829699
+1 this! EAT THE RICH

>>4829705
And it disappeared. In that case:
>A) Witches should make their own city with their own economy. This is bullshit. We used to be magical for gods sake! (+1 Anarchy)

And:
>Castwart - 4 silver
>Shiftseed - 4 silver

>>4829616
>A) Witches should make their own city with their own economy. This is bullshit. We used to be magical for gods sake! (+1 Anarchy)

Independence is something we should all long for as witches. Why try to do it from inside a system that exploits them?

As for today's items and today's more realistic pursuits:
>Castwart - 4 silver
>Shiftseed - 4 silver

We can also try to hustle a bit more money on the side so we can get a Mulberry later on, which will allow us to make a potion of truly strong quality. Remember, we don't need just another shapeshifting potion, we need something of artisan quality.

>>4829705
Sorry anon, I deleted my entry right before you replied because I realized that I had replied to the wrong post lol. Hopefully QM will still take this as a +1.

>>4829616
>>B) Fair enough. They have to keep the show going some how, better than being out there among the beasts. (+1 Corporate Minded)
What was that saying? Capitalism, ho?

>Castwart - 4 silver
>Shiftseed - 4 silver

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>>4829731
>>4829708
>>4829707
>>4829705
>>4829630

oop running a little slow. Let's see what fate has to say between the tied option. 1 we go with corporate, 2 we go with witchy witch.

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>>4829853

You express a general acceptance of how the big fish fights to survive in this dog eat dog world.

"Says you," The woman snorts "Try working to the bone to raise up ingredients that aren't worth the price... Even to corpse girl."

You flare your nostrils and give the woman the fish eye once more as you make your purchase.

You return to your house to find your mother already gone off to work. With great haste you make your way up the stairs and into your room. At the moment you can make a shape shifting potion, though you could also experiment provided this logical quandary known as potion making makes some kind of cosmic sense within this realm.

(( Current Inventory : https://pastebin.com/M95YwiqQ ))

(( Potion Making 101 : https://pastebin.com/caWTNAGK ))

Though you're not made of ingredients, so perhaps experimentation might not be so viable ... for now.

>A) [establish potion brew order]

>>4829878
Anatomite > Shiftseed > Bird Poop > Castwart

Because who doesn't want to fly?

>>4829878
>>4829885
+1 this! Let's try some BIRD STUFF

>>4829878
Anatomite > Shiftseed > Fishbones > Castwart

A big fish potion for a big fish. They'll love to hear that angle pitched.

>>4829885
>>4829891
You ponder the viability of creating a potion that shapes you into a bird. However, from your natural knowledge in witchcraft you know the average person doesn't really have the motor skill of flying committed to memory. Prospective buyers will most like fall out of the nest like a rock. Naturally a percentage of them will be okay though ... Naturally ...

>>4829892
A fish for the big fish. Though the fish remains you have aren't so big. Maybe if you had something to amplify the size of the thing, but then the new shape will ultimately have gills. A large tank would be needed for any prospective buyers ...

Of course you could just try and dupe people regardless, though for a lot of people this stuff would be common knowledge.

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>>4829905

To clarify, now that I've gone over your inherent character knowledge of the specific proposals, we have three options proposed for this potion in the game so far.

>A) Plan FISH
>B) Plan BIRD (had to make it plan B)
>C) Plan DEIRDRE

Regardless of where you land, you'd better be ready to up-sell the hell out of it.

>>4829905
Hmm..
perhaps Anatomite > shiftseed > mindmint >castwart
psychedelic drugs are never unpopular

>>4829937
.... And plan D for Drugs

>>4829937
I support plan D for drugs.

>>4829934
>C) Plan DEIRDRE

Assuming this is the one where we make a shape-shifting of ourselves. Fuck it, let's do the witch scam and try to get some moral credit.

>>4829934
C) Plan DEIRDRE
In the future maybe we can try something with mom's webbing

>>4829937
Drugs. Definitely drugs.

>>4829937
seems legit let's do this

>>4829937
+1

>>4829934
>>C) Plan DEIRDRE
Tbh this probably isn't going to be a potion good enough for Evillicorp no matter what we do, and this is probably the best of the three we can make with what we have. The Moral Credit and bits of money we gain will set us up to make a better potion in the future, though.

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(( Plan drugs wins. ))

With the state of things, you figure everyone could use something to take their minds off of it all. You place the ingredients into the cauldron and brew up a "Potion of Shifting Thoughts" colloquially known as "Witches' Brew". It's a rather common potion prevalent in taverns served typically in small quantities due to the effects, but with this kind of home brew you could charge a premium.

You're bound to have some kind of buyer, but you can't help but feel like maybe you set out to shoot for the moon. Still, it's important to have dreams. The only thing left to do is to brand it and market it.

>A) Embarrassingly attempt to cling to your mocking moniker, and name the brew "Corpse Girl's Witches' Brew"
>B) This might be a good opportunity to be rid of that horrid nickname. "Deirdre's Deadly Brew"
>C) Screw this, drink it yourself. you're not going be some hot shot entrepreneur from one bottle.
>D) (Write in)

>>4831281
>>B) This might be a good opportunity to be rid of that horrid nickname. "Deirdre's Deadly Brew"

>>4831281
>drink it yourself.

Hey, gotta know if the product is any good before slapping our name on it.

I'm down to own the corpse girl moniker.

>>4831281
>Embarrassingly attempt to cling to your mocking moniker, and name the brew "Corpse Girl's Brew of the Damned"

>>4831281
>B) This might be a good opportunity to be rid of that horrid nickname. "Deirdre's Deadly Brew"

>>4831281
>A) Embarrassingly attempt to cling to your mocking moniker, and name the brew "Corpse Girl's Witches' Brew"
sometimes you just gotta roll with the punches

>>4831281
>A) Embarrassingly attempt to cling to your mocking moniker, and name the brew "Corpse Girl's Copium"

>>4831281
>>A) Embarrassingly attempt to cling to your mocking moniker, and name the brew "Corpse Girl's Witches' Brew"
Corpse Girl is a decent nickname.

>>4831281
>>C) Screw this, drink it yourself. you're not going be some hot shot entrepreneur from one bottle.
You can always get more ingredients. Plus, some good ideas might come from your trip

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>>4832119
>>4831767
>>4831436
>>4831342
>>4831316
>>4831306
>>4831291
>>4831282
(( whyp.it/t/corpse-girl-46926 ))

Well, maybe the ingredient wench from earlier was on to something when she talked about playing into this whole thing that has plagued you since graduation. "Corpse Girl's Brew of the Damned" you christen this brew with a small celebratory test sip.

It's pretty basic. There's a bite to it, and a bit of an earthy after taste due to how natural your ingredients were.

The small tingling feeling of the Castwart interacting with the Shiftseed gently stirs your mind and brings a few globes of light into view. The effect is incredibly subtle and fleeting with the amount you consumed, but it's a familiar feeling. It brings you back to a simpler time. A time when you were a golden child, and your whole life was ahead of you. Older folk will tell you that your whole life is ahead of you, but younger folk give you a chilled gaze, like they don't know what's wrong with you and it terrifies them.

At what specific point was this destined to be how you felt, just where did things take a turn? The Corpse Girl stuff is embarrassing, but certainly witches have done worse and ended up with better. Just who decided that frantically brewing a psychedelic potion in your mother's storage room was what you'd be doing five years after you've graduated. Maybe it was a curse, maybe it was the corporate conspiracy, or - most annoying of all - maybe it was you.

Maybe - just maybe - it's about time take control and change that. The question was how? With the amount of coin at your disposal it would be difficult to actually make something revolutionary. Well, you figure your first step is selling this brew, and hopefully making a profit for future investments.

The taste of brew vanishes from your palate, and your melancholic fit subsides. Thankfully it was just a taste, or else you'd be crying to imagined faeries in the fetal position by now.

The mind faeries always did put on the most tragically beautiful show...

Now the only thing left to do is to hustle.

>A) Seek old contacts you've since alienated yourself from, and try to sell to them.
>B) Ask mom for more money to place a more public facing bulitin listing.
>C) Get out on the street and use your [Kinda Customer Service] skill to advertise yourself as the face of Corpse Girl
>D) Go to a nearby tavern and sneakily sell your brew under the table
>E) (write in)

>>4832231
>A) Seek old contacts you've since alienated yourself from, and try to sell to them.

>>4832231
>C) Get out on the street and use your [Kinda Customer Service] skill to advertise yourself as the face of Corpse Girl

>>4832231
>C) Get out on the street and use your [Kinda Customer Service] skill to advertise yourself as the face of Corpse Girl

First rule of business--ALWAY BE HUSTLIN

>>4832231
>D) Go to a nearby tavern and sneakily sell your brew under the table

>>4832231
>A) Seek old contacts you've since alienated yourself from, and try to sell to them.

>>4832231
>Nearby tavern
Yeah boy let's start underground

>>4832231
>>C) Get out on the street and use your [Kinda Customer Service] skill to advertise yourself as the face of Corpse Girl

>>4832231
>D) Go to a nearby tavern and sneakily sell your brew under the table
Methinks we need to refine our brand and image before we actually go on the street to advertise ourselves.
Hear me out: we need makeup to make one of those skull facepaints that are so popular amongst bayou witches, spoopy clothes and maybe a familiar!

>>4832728
>Methinks we need to refine our brand and image before we actually go on the street to advertise ourselves.

This is true, but sneakily selling our first potion under the table won't help refine our brand or image. We won't get credit for the artisan brew we just made. Which means even if we make something better later, our name will still be nonexistent, making it harder to sell.

>>4832231
>C) Get out on the street and use your [Kinda Customer Service] skill to advertise yourself as the face of Corpse Girl

>>4832231
>>D) Go to a nearby tavern and sneakily sell your brew under the table

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(( roll for previous tie. 1 street 2 tavern. ))

You figure a raggedy "modern" cloak, wide brim witches' hat, shorts, and black spidersilk leggings might not do well for you new image. You ponder possible ways to present yourself and as an extension - your product.

>A) Eccentric bayou style. To sell a stylish, somewhat kitschy brew.
>B) High-class style. To sell a refined, high-class brew.
>C) Average witch style. For the average, relatable consumer looking for a pick-me-up.

>>4834095
>C) Average witch style. For the average, relatable consumer looking for a pick-me-up.

>>4834095
>A) Eccentric bayou style. To sell a stylish, somewhat kitschy brew.

>>4834095
>Average, relatable
We're in an urban area, and people here seem to know us more or less. Eccentric attracts attention but not presenting ourselves as the real deal would be eventually a disadvantage. Can't be culturally appropriating the swamp folk kek.

The skull paint can stay though, it's somewhat endearing by the way the ingredient seller treated us. She poked fun but wasn't a mean person.

Be what you are: in this case, a NEET witch that lives with her nice spider mom and experiments with altered states of consciousness i.e. tripping balls.

>>4834095
>>C) Average witch style. For the average, relatable consumer looking for a pick-me-up.
This is an average brew, and we are an average witch. However, even a relatively simple brew like this is going to be worth something to taverns because people are used to much lower quality stuff than what the average witch can make.

>>4834157
Seconding keeping the skull paint with Design C to emphasize the 'Corpse Girl' brand.

>>4834095
>Eccentric bayou style. To sell a stylish, somewhat kitschy brew.
We're going to need to stand out plus it goes well with the "corpse girl" name

>>4834095
>A) Eccentric bayou style. To sell a stylish, somewhat kitschy brew.
It's just gonna be eccentric until we get the trick of our presentation. Then it'll be macabre.

>>4834095
>C) Average witch style. For the average, relatable consumer looking for a pick-me-up.

>>4834095
>>C) Average witch style. For the average, relatable consumer looking for a pick-me-up.

>>4834095
>C) Average witch style. For the average, relatable consumer looking for a pick-me-up.

>>4834157
+1

>>4834095
>C) Average witch style. For the average, relatable consumer looking for a pick-me-up.

ALWAYS BET ON THE HAT

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>w*man
I drop. Simple as.

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Your average style with a little bit of flair seems to be a good bet. You paint your face and now look the part of the brand.

With that you're ready to sell your brew, and earn your first few coins. This day is sure to be remembered as the humble beginnings of the Corpse Girl empire.

You find a modest, hole-in-the-wall tavern named "The Flip'ed Bird" that gets a decent amount of foot traffic. You've seen it on your trips to and from various places around the city, but you've never been inside.

A rather large orc fellow is posted up outside of the front door. This individual is most likely here to keep the peace, and while you've come here to do something ambiguous, you figure it wouldn't be anything to draw this fellow's ire. Though this is Horriburg, if things get too rowdy it wouldn't be out of the question to leave missing a few fingers and toes. The thought gives you momentary pause, and the orc sighs at your reaction.

"Go'on in, wee'un," The orc snorts.

"Ah, y-yeah," you stammer, bug eyed.

The orc's eyes narrow, "Fucks sake, don't worry I'm housebroken," he states, mockingly.

"Hold," He glares at you, "what'sat you got?"

>A) [Customer Service] Placate the orc's inquiry, and irritation by complimenting him as a misdirection.
>B) [Arcane Knowledge] Dismiss the questioning by saying all you have on you is a medicinal potion of similar appearance.
>C) [Customer Service] Fuck it. Attempt to sell to the orc.
>D) (write in)

(( we'll switch to rolling after the choice has been decided ))

>>4835739
>C, sell to the orc
kek

I mean hey, this seems to be an "evil" aligned city with fringe morals anyway. Screw it, figure out where we stand on dodgy psychedelics.

>>4835739
>C) [Customer Service] Fuck it. Attempt to sell to the orc.

Let's ask his name too. Might not hurt to have a regular- and a friend

>>4835739
>C) [Customer Service] Fuck it. Attempt to sell to the orc.
Ah, fuck it. Establish dominance. Bouncer or not, this is our territory now.

>>4835739
>>B) [Arcane Knowledge] Dismiss the questioning by saying all you have on you is a medicinal potion of similar appearance.

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>>4835747
>>4835756
>>4835768

You decide to try and attempt to sell your brew to the Orc...

(( Roll 1d20+2 along with your pitch angle. ))

>A) Friendly pitch. As far as orcs go, this one seems maybe less brutal.
>B) Dominant pitch. An orc is an orc. This has got to be the way to command respect.
>C) (Write in custom pitch)

Rolled 1 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>4836034
>C) Seductive pitch. A male orc is a male orc.

Rolled 19 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>4836034
>A) Friendly pitch. As far as orcs go, this one seems maybe less brutal.

Rolled 19 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>4836034

>C) Seductive pitch. A male orc is a male orc.

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>>4836061
>>4836051
>>4836048
(( You know, In hindsight maybe it would be better I roll for the choice chosen? Are there preferences? ))

>>4836069
Generally the recommended route is have everyone vote on the option they want, then take rolls after the vote is confirmed.

Rolled 9 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>4836034
>A) Friendly pitch. As far as orcs go, this one seems maybe less brutal.

Seconding this anon >>4836070, best to roll aftwr the choice is locked in

>>4836070
Alright, cool. No need to change it up for this roll regardless. I'll take the highest of the option chosen when I get back.

Rolled 7 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>4836034
>Option C: Seductive roll
for laughs

Rolled 17 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>4836034
>A) Friendly pitch. As far as orcs go, this one seems maybe less brutal.

>>4836069
>Option C: Seductive roll
what >>4836070 said
let us roll tho

Rolled 17 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>4836652
forgot to roll

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(( Seduction wins ))

You figure you might have some sort of chance trying to sell your potion to this orc. Afterall, it's not like he owns the place. While you may be awkward, This face paint seems to have made you a little more bold; You proceed to gather your strength to turn on the charm a little.

"Well actually," you look away.

"I ... I'm trying to sell this bottle of brew I made. If I'm honest, nobody looks strong enough to take it, Not like you," you bashfully look at the orc out of the corner of your eye.

You figure this is just about as good as you can do and you couldn't help but feel a little dumb. Regardless it seems as if your awkward ticks ended up playing to him, because Euraloe's face seems a quite a bit softer than it did before.

"Not strong enough? Little human drink like that won't do shit for me, less it's a tub full," He boasts.

"Well, you haven't tried Corpse Girl's brew... What's your name?"

"Euraloe," he says, "you're Corpse Girl?"

"Yup, have you had witches brew before? Even someone as big as you is bound to at least see colors."

Euraloe shakes his head, "Mostly keep away from witches and their potions."

"What - you don't like witches?" You ask somewhat offended.

"Not much to do with like or not like. Jus' don't trust magic."

"Really?" You break the act, "Well this is probably a shitty place to live then, huh."

"Yeah," he grunts.

"Well... Take it easy, yeah? Get a drink stronger than the watered down crap they serve here for once."

"Corpse Girl, huh?" He softly chuckles, "Toss you two gold for it."

"And," he smirks, "If you got nowhere to go... Stay out here and talk more, maybe?"

>A) Spend more time talking to Euraloe
>B) [Customer Service] Haggle for more gold.
>C) Say you have business to attend to, and head inside to see about potential buyers for future product.
>D) (Write in)

>>4836706
>A) Spend more time talking to Euraloe

>>4836706
>>A) Spend more time talking to Euraloe
Maybe try to subtly up the price. What's considered a "good price" for a potion like this, OP?

>>4836706
>A) Spend more time talking to Euraloe

lets see him drink it, need to see the effect

>>4836728
I'm pretty sure that no matter what choice we pick at this point, our first bottle has already been considered "sold" to the orc. We may as well just...

>>4836706
>B) [Customer Service] Haggle for more gold.

>>4836706
Our heroine doesn't seem to have many friends.

>talk more with Euraloe
We did what we set out to do so why not. OP what's the gold to silver exchange rate

>>4836901
According to the paste bin its (10 copper to 1
Silver) (10 silver to 1 gold)
>>4836706
A) Spend more time talking to Euraloe

>>4836706
>A) Spend more time talking to Euraloe
Can't wait to tell spider mom about our new orc boyfriend :^)

"I don't have anywhere to be, " You post up beside Euraloe, feeling a bit more comfortable.

The minutes fly by as you share the grief of living. Occasionally Euraloe would step away to assess entering patrons, and then he would rush right back to you to continue talking. Euraloe explains he's a 22 year old Orc raised partially in Horriburg, but mostly in the Mountains. He gripes about his job, about modern orc culture, and about society, ultimately - he sounds very conflicted. Euraloe's troubles struggling to live in this city tend to make you somewhat hesitant to talk about or play up your own - though you figure it does you no good to keep to yourself so much during a conversation.

"So what is it, why are you here?" You ask.

"Do you know Orc well?"

You're familiar with tales, and you've seen a few around, but you can't say that you've ever personally known the orc. You shake your head expectantly.

"Well I hate the Orc war," He states begrudgingly, "The world did not get smaller, enemies got bigger."

"Too long Orc fight to die. Teach their children to fight to die. These days this is just suffering, the times of battle glory are gone. We have to think of the future, but my brethren would call that weak. Maybe I am," he scoffs as he finally decides to crack open the brew.

He nervously takes a sip; You find it a little humorous to see a orc daintily sipping a potion.

"There's nothing in it that'll kill you," You state bluntly.

"Could be a bad reaction. Very bad magic comes in small sizes."

"I made it," You again reassure Euraloe, "Though I am a little curious about how it affects you ..."

The orc doesn't find your half-joke very funny as he continues to nurse the bottle of brew.

"The brew. How long you been making it?"

"Well," You let out an embarrassed laugh "Today actually -- just today. I think it's the start of something bigger. I'm going to make it something bigger."

"Hm, it's good," He shoots you a fleeting glance, "Weak, but good."

"Want some?" He offers.

>A) Drink a little with him.
>B) Don't drink.

>1) Warn Euraloe to take it slow due to you being unsure how the drink will fully affect him.
>2) Continue watching to assess when and how the potion hits him for market research.

>>4838438
>A) Drink a little with him.
>1) Warn Euraloe to take it slow due to you being unsure how the drink will fully affect him.

>>4838438
>A) Drink a little with him.
>1) Warn Euraloe to take it slow due to you being unsure how the drink will fully affect him.
Ask him if he'd be willing to describe exactly what he's experiencing

>>4838438
>B) Don't drink.
>2) Continue watching to assess when and how the potion hits him for market research.

>>4838438
>>4838864
+1

>>4838864
+1

>>4838438
>A) Drink a little with him.
>1) Warn Euraloe to take it slow due to you being unsure how the drink will fully affect him.

>>4838438
>drink a bit with him
>take it slow

Next brew could be made stronger and marketed to Orcs.

What a chill fellow.

>>4838438
>A) Drink a little with him.
>1) Warn Euraloe to take it slow due to you being unsure how the drink will fully affect him.

>>4838438
>>A) Drink a little with him.
>>1) Warn Euraloe to take it slow due to you being unsure how the drink will fully affect him.

>>4838438
>>4838496

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You decide to enjoy a single shot of your creation along with the Orc, after all, it's less fun drinking alone. You express concern with the orc drinking too much, and happily keeps his consumption light in response. As time passes more and more patrons trickle into the tavern, and the two of you are practically shouting at each other over the noise inside.

"Feel anything?" You ask.

"Eh, Not really feeling much."

"You don't see anything?" You ask waving your hands around.

He shrugs, "Do you?"

As you gaze upon the orc to assess just what he's feeling you can see the faeries once again dancing about.

"Yeah. Faeries.

He recoils, "Ever met a faerie?"

"Gods no," you say, joyously following their bouncing movements.

"Good. You don't want to."

"Is there a magical creature you're not afraid of," you chuckle.

"They don't understand violence, war, peace, nothing. Being of pure chaos."

"No no no, You just don't understand. It all makes sense, really," you remark, brazenly.

"Faeries just want to have fun, so you just need to give them a game. Easy."

The orc stares at you skeptically, "You live in the city all your life?"

"As long as I can remember."

"Well ... Don't leave. All advice I can give you."

"Not planning on it," you smirk, "Once I start producing more brew, eventually I'll start to really get somewhere."

"I might know someone who could help," Euraloe perks up, "Regular. They deal with Magic Types I think. I'll tell him about you. Could give you magic things probably if ok Moral Credit."

The truth was that you hadn't checked your Moral Credit Score since way back when you were at the academy. Any time it's come up in the past you dreaded checking just how bad it was, and chose to continue ignorantly believing your moral credit was decent. Regardless of what your score was, you accept the orc's offer and figure a contact is a contact.

As the minutes turn to hours you figure you've done what you've set out to do, though you admittedly feel like you ripped Euraloe off. In response the orc shrugs, "Can't complain. Spent time with a pretty witch. Usually boring here."

You're admittedly blunt and sometimes dense, but even you can figure that Euraloe seems to be interested in you from you very effective, awkward seduction attempt.

>A) Keep it playful. He's kind of cute - in a hulking, toothy kind of way.
>B) [Customer Service] Temper expectations. Establish a comfortable distance while still retaining a closer relationship. You don't want to reject his advances but you don't want to play into them either.
>C) Make it clear you're not interested, best not to leave these things to linger.

>>4841929
>B) [Customer Service] Temper expectations. Establish a comfortable distance while still retaining a closer relationship. You don't want to reject his advances but you don't want to play into them either.

ALWAYS.
BE.
HUSTLIN'.

>>4841929
>keep it playful, he's kinda cute

I can't help it, I'm sorry OP. They're both a cute.

We got the cash for some more juice and we made a fren. Ask when we can meet this new buyer.

>>4841929
>C) Make it clear you're not interested, best not to leave these things to linger.

>>4842002
Shame on youu. There are different boards for when you wanna taste a big orc cock, you know.

>>4841929
>A) Keep it playful. He's kind of cute - in a hulking, toothy kind of way.

Orcs deserve love too! Plus he seems chill

>>4841929
>B) [Customer Service] Temper expectations. Establish a comfortable distance while still retaining a closer relationship. You don't want to reject his advances but you don't want to play into them either.

>>4841929
>A) Keep it playful. He's kind of cute - in a hulking, toothy kind of way.
BOC

>>4841929
>A) Keep it playful. He's kind of cute - in a hulking, toothy kind of way.

>>4841929
>B) [Customer Service] Temper expectations. Establish a comfortable distance while still retaining a closer relationship. You don't want to reject his advances but you don't want to play into them either.

>>4841929
>B) [Customer Service] Temper expectations. Establish a comfortable distance while still retaining a closer relationship. You don't want to reject his advances but you don't want to play into them either.

>>4841929
>>B) [Customer Service] Temper expectations. Establish a comfortable distance while still retaining a closer relationship. You don't want to reject his advances but you don't want to play into them either.

>>4841929
>>A) Keep it playful. He's kind of cute - in a hulking, toothy kind of way.

>>4841929
>A) Keep it playful.

>>4841929
>>B) [Customer Service] Temper expectations. Establish a comfortable distance while still retaining a closer relationship. You don't want to reject his advances but you don't want to play into them either.

>>4841929
>C
Yeah Id suck his dick

>>4844440
I meant A, couldn't get that big C out of my mind ya know?

coomers made QM leave

>>4841929
>B) [Customer Service] Temper expectations. Establish a comfortable distance while still retaining a closer relationship. You don't want to reject his advances but you don't want to play into them either.

Is this what compensated dating feels like?

>>4841929
>>A) Keep it playful. He's kind of cute - in a hulking, toothy kind of way.

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(( Playful ))

"Pretty, huh? I thought you didn't trust witches?" You bashfully jab.

"Thought you were afraid of orcs," He retorts.

You can't deny you initially found him to be mostly intimidating; However, after talking with him you can't see any reason to shoot down Euraloe. While you're certainly in a rather confused manic state at the moment, the fellow has a charm to him that you admittedly find rather cute. Maybe it's the slight buzz you have going on, or maybe this is just nice. Regardless, you find it enjoyable to feel wanted by him.

"Well if you're usually that bored I'll come back around, yeah? Liven things up a bit."

The orc beams, "Would like that."

"I could test out my deadly potions on you," You tease.

You can sense the orc internally challenging his fears. You decide to cut through his brief internal struggle.

"I'm kidding," you smile "I'll only give you the good stuff."

On that note, you decide it's about time for you to leave for home. You wonder just how much of your potion was actually worth it to Euraloe, and how much of his enthusiasm was only attraction. A part of you finds it rather regretful that you put on the charm so thick, but another part figures "why not, it certainly has been a while."

Back at home you think about meeting Euraloe's acquaintance. If nothing else you decide to check the damage of your Moral Credit Score just to be prepared for the reality.

You're going to need to put in some work.

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That's going to be it for now, I ended up slowing down quite a bit due to various things. I'm going to spend more time to get everything ready for next time so I can hopefully run this a bit better. Thanks to everyone for playing so far.

>>4845353
Been fun so far, excited to see whats next! Got an ETA on when you think you'll resume?

>>4845388
No ETA currently as some stuff is getting shifted around irl for me, but hopefully that won't have me too bogged down for too long.

>>4845353
Thanks for running--good stuff so far! Hope to see another thread soon!

>>4845437
Still here, OP?

>>4867636
Hopefully