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A REMINDER: I AM POSTING FROM HOME DURING FINAL EXAMS+HOLIDAYS, SO UPDATES MAY BE SLOW

>"No, Blueberry, this is not a day off. I am a man driven by conviction. A conviction to raise all manners of undead creatures because I can and because it is cool. Taking a day off is for those content to wallow in their own stagnation, but that is not for me. For wherever I am, I must also raise dead."
You then lightly bonk Blueberry with a Skeleton arm
>"Now either you get over here and help me or you just stay still and don't cause trouble."
Blueberry grumbles a bit, but eventually starts to help you, though the fact that she's high doesn't help her speed, but she suprisingly finds some of the process fun.
>"Hey Anon-boss, look, like, I popped an eyeball!"
You spend the entire afternoon deboning corpses with blueberry in order to complete your calcium shithouse. You manage to debone around 6 bodies with blueberry before you decide to just you magic for the next one, and it's much faster. Not fast, and you spend a decent chunk of magic, but it's nothing to be worried about. Actually, you can now feel black magic flowing from Blueberry into you, despite the fact you're not actually touching her... You manage to skin another body this way before Blueberry's stomach begins to growl.
>"A-Anon, do you wanna go eat dinner w-with me? I think it's evening now, a-and Janna should be getting back soon so you could ask her about the drugs and stuff."

Assuming you are willing to sacrifice your basic skeletons but not your weapon wielding ones, you have 17 of the 20 skeletons required to begin constructing a complete body, and 17/25 if you want a real fucking big one.

>minions
9 zombies
2 skeleton
1 skeleton (archer)
2 skeleton (club)
2 ghoul
9 cats
37 undead rats
1 whiteskull
1 purpleskull

>Corpses
4 damaged
13 skeleton
2 piles of bone
5 whole
3 thug corpses

>special corpses
Six-shooter: Ready to raise
Colossus: 17/20~25 completion

Time: Early evening

Wat do?
>"Fine, we were almost done anyways."
>"...Blueberry, were you already hungry, or did you suddenly start feeling hungry after I casted the spells?"
>"You go ahead, I want to finish this undead"
>write in
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>>5087827
>>"...Blueberry, were you already hungry, or did you suddenly start feeling hungry after I casted the spells?"
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>>5087827
>"...Blueberry, were you already hungry, or did you suddenly start feeling hungry after I casted the spells?"
Important knowledge, we know she acts as a battery now, but could we accidentally kill her if we drain too much mana from her in one go?
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>>5087827
>"...Blueberry, were you already hungry, or did you suddenly start feeling hungry after I casted the spells?"
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>>5087827
>"...Blueberry, were you already hungry, or did you suddenly start feeling hungry after I casted the spells?"
We can make finish the big dude tomorrow anyway.
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>>5087827
>"...Blueberry, were you already hungry, or did you suddenly start feeling hungry after I casted the spells?"
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>>5087833
>>5087875
>>5087879
>>5088015
>>5088044

>"...Blueberry, were you already hungry, or did you suddenly start feeling hungry after I casted the spells?"
Blueberry blinks at you.
>"Uh, now that you've asked me about it, like, I-I'm not too sure....? I, uh, remembered a really good "weasel heart sandwich" when I saw you uhm, rip out t-the heart a few t-times, like, does that make me weird?"
That's... not too good. You have no idea how this magic battery thing works. You can feel black magic in blueberry, but not if it's moving around, growing in power, just that it's there. It's probably a large amount at the very least. You don't know if draining it all will rip out her soul or just purge it completely.
>"Uh, li-like, I uhm s-sort of felt, like w-warm but c-c-cold when you were casting the spells? a-and uh... "
>"ikindawantedtogetcloserbuttotallynotinaweirdwayoranythinghahacanwegoeatyetplease."
Also not helpful, you can't really feel temperatures too keenly anymore, so you don't know if it's just something that happens when you cast dark magic or it's unique to her. Further testing is required.

Wat do?
>"...alright, but we need to talk about the whole "black magic inside of you" thing. after dinner."
>"...We need to run some tests on you before you can eat"
>"Alright, let's go."
>"No thanks, I'll stay here and work on the undead, I don't need to eat after all."
>Write in
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>>5088456
>"...alright, but we need to talk about the whole "black magic inside of you" thing. after dinner."
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>>5088456
>"...We need to run some tests on you before you can eat"
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>>5088456
>"...We need to run some tests on you before you can eat"
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>>5088456
>"...alright, but we need to talk about the whole "black magic inside of you" thing. after dinner."
Do we know how to cook, you know, despitebeing a NEET?

Finished the first thread. I'm having a blast. This reminds me of an old Necromancer quest, except less sex fueled, and less ice golems.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N4EEntihnH0
>9 cats
>37 undead rats
Has anyone ever considered how terrifying a swarm of several hundred rats would be? Perhaps if we fixed up and repaired the cats, into addition to sending all our cats and rats to hunt in the sewers, we could collect ourselves a nice surplus of rodents.
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>>5088456
>"...alright, but we need to talk about the whole "black magic inside of you" thing. after dinner."
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>>5088634
What if we used the rats to make super rats? Or rat projectiles that shot out of the ranged skelly ton we're trying to make.
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>>5088456
>"...alright, but we need to talk about the whole "black magic inside of you" thing. after dinner."
>"However, we need to run some quick tests on you before you can eat"
>"Getting closer notinaweirdway is authorized for the tests purposes"
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>>5088456
>"...alright, but we need to talk about the whole "black magic inside of you" thing. after dinner."
Food is important ya know!
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>>5088456
>"...alright, but we need to talk about the whole "black magic inside of you" thing. after dinner."

>>5088634
>Has anyone ever considered how terrifying a swarm of several hundred rats would be?
Yes, that is in fact what I've been suggesting since the middle of the first thread. An actual unending swarm of rats that come spewing out of sewer grates, flooding down alleyways and crashing in to the flanks of an enemy force is an absolutely terrifying prospect.

A few dozen rats like we have now would be capable of incapacitating two, maybe three men, but they would take noticable losses as the men thrash in a panic to get rid of the rats. If you have a hundred rats gnawing away at every inch of your body a struggle becomes futile, there's nothing you can do to struggle against it and if you don't get help within seconds you are bound to be devoured on the spot. It would be an absolute horror to see your comrade get eaten alive in front of you, it's an absolutely devastating morale weapon.

>Perhaps if we fixed up and repaired the cats, into addition to sending all our cats and rats to hunt in the sewers
This is the absolute best use for them right now, although I want to keep one or two cats around to see if we can turn them in to a living magic security camera. Maybe we can make some sort of Image Telepathy that would allow us to see through the eyes of our cats, and also give them the ability to sound a little magic alarm in our head when people approach the area they're designed to oversee. Basically an undead cat CCTV system.
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>>5088456
>>"Alright, let's go."
While brain-storming possible experiments to do with/on her. Implied that we'd be talking about it after dindin tho.

>>5088634
>horrifying undead rat swarm
That was the entire point. Getting some other animals in our arsenal--like ripping the dogs from Resident Evil off--should also be scary, especially since this world has dragons in it. Undead bears, dragons, so on and so forth?

>>5088819
>cats as magical security cameras
Neat, that'd be a good use for these cats if we can't work the kinks out. Y'know, unless we can figure out how to make wraiths (animal wraiths would be pretty great, actually).
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>>5088819
Then would it be a good idea to get some live rats or animals for that matter to breed them and grow their numbers before we make them undead so we have a constant supply of minions
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>>5088889
Yeah a rat farm wouldn't be a terrible idea at all. Maybe if we have space in the basement we can start one out.
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>>5088894
Very true, we can probably do the same thing with various other small/easy to breed animals too. Which gives me a thought: undead insects???
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>>5088899
Insects might be too fragile to contain the magic, remember we blew out the heads of quite a couple of rats before we got it right. And we'd need even larger quantities of insects than we'd need rats for them to be effective, it's probably not worth it.
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>>5088889
>>5088894
>>5088899
>>5088903
Oh shit that's right. Rats take on average 21-24 days to gestate, and roughly three weeks to achieve adulthood. Roughly a month in a half to get a breedable, then convertible to unearth rat, but it works well enough in the long term. In terms or long term uses, we could use zombies and ghouls to use as food for them if money is tight. In fact, we could probably command a swarm of dead or undead rats to help pick the flesh clean off of a corpse if we dont need the meat.
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>>5088910
>picking bodies clean
We should try definitely that with our next batch of bodies.

>>5088903
No harm in trying it, though, especially if they can convert their own like the rats do. Especially if we can get the queen of an insect colony under our control. We can have Voxl round up some bugs for us to try it, later. They'd probably be a more effective alarm system/spies than cats, too.
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>>5088819
I don't want to be a rat man. Besides I'll be any area affect magical ability can mop the floor of rats, and if people were smart and go up on places rats could not reach like a smooth metal wall with no spots for their little claws, they could attach a rope with a heavy weight and drop them on rat bones all day.
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>>5088903
>>5088899
We should try research into area effects of mass raisings of dead things on small lifeforms.
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>>5088916
>no harm in trying
>The average gestation period for a German cockroach is 28 days. Brown-banded cockroach: Brown-banded cockroaches carry about 16 eggs per ootheca. The female cockroach will keep the ootheca with her for about a day or two and then adhere the egg case to a piece of furniture, wall, cardboard or another rough surface.
>An American cockroach changes six to 14 times before it's an adult. It takes about 600 days for an American cockroach to reach adulthood from the egg.
If theres one insect we can reliable experiment on without outright killing it, it's the cockroach. Those guys are hard to kill sometimes. Now imagine a swarm of those guys, but extremely more violent and carnivorous.
https://youtu.be/K1R4hHq8yr4

Oh and we could probably build some rat traps to contains rats rather than outright kill them. It wouldnt be unreasonable to ask PIG to set up rat traps in the sewers, then deleivervus live rats every day, or every other day.
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>>5088929
We don't really need rat traps, just bait, or rather we just get a nice little bait trap over a deep hole and let rats fall in when they try to go for the food.
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>>5088926
That's just you and thats fine I guess, but you're underestimating how scary a swarm of rats can be.
If rats are vulnerable to ApE attacks, of course we'll tell them to fall back and try to avoid being out in the open. Theres a time and place for rats afterall. Like that enable of people in high and hard to reach places. Just have the rats start climbing over each other World War Z style, or like in here >>5088634 where the rats became giant pillars of swarming flesh. OP mentioned the rats having green fangs or something, so it probably means undead rats are venomous.

>>5088927
Agreed, something weak and like a miasma so we dont accident blow all the heads of little critters, plus it would be less tedious to raise the dead of each individual rat.

>>5088933
That is exactly the definition of trap. I dont care about the semantics , so long as those rats can be collected and transported to us.
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>>5088935
>That's just you and that's fine I guess, but you're underestimating how scary a swarm of rats can be.
I deal with rats pretty much seasonally. I am dull to them beyond irritation and annoyed disgust. I don't even feel bad when I turned them into squeak toys with my boot.
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Test
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>>5089229
Stop trying.
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>"...alright, but we need to talk about the whole "black magic inside of you" thing. after dinner."
Blueberry slightly pales, but simply nods in response.
>"U-uhm, let's go then."
You get to the living room, where Voxl is gnawing on the stem of some weird miniature pumpkin after eating it's insides. The food Pig provided mostly consists of preserved meats, veggies, fruits, and a couple of things wrapped in what appears similar to tinfoil, which you later find out is similar, and all you need to do is cook it is throw it in a fire place for a bit, kinda like when you got to visit Taiwan once and got to eat Yams cooked by the heat of a gyser.
>"Hey thar baws, I thot you didn't needta eat!"
You sit down to eat, and thankfully when you swallow a bite of what kinda looks like salami, it doesn't feel like your stomach was simply empty or anything, so it looks like food won't just rot inside you if you wanna eat, and your tastebuds seem to work just fine. No magic recharge though, so this is basically just pure self-enjoyment.
Blueberry, as expected as a stoner, eats quite a bit, nothing near "Shonen protagonist" or enough to make you need to ask for extra food, but it's a lot.
Halfway through the meal, you hear a small thump as Janna kicks down the entrance. She has a few small scratches on her face, and a shitload of blood on her clothes that's obviously not hers.
>"Sup fuckers, I got some coins and some info."
Janna devours a shitload of not-tinfoil cooked chicken before she starts talking about the day.
There wasn't a lot of money to be made, as the news that Barry's gang had fucked up and died to someone has spread, and they knew Janna was making a deal with them that involved the PIG, so they kinda thought she'd be killed off by him today, so not a lot of bets. Janna makes it clear that they don't know shit about you and "Solana"(Blueberry) or Voxl, though she does say quite a few people know that "Solana" exists.
She's earned 15 gold coins, which isn't a lot compared to what she usually earns.
Nothing about the drugs has come up, at best, she can say that Gulch for sure wasn't supplying it, nor were most of the normal suppliers.

Wat do?
>Go test on Blueberry
>Talk to Janna more
>Ask Voxl if he's a Kobold or Lizardman like seriously what is he
>Write in
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>>5089279
>Go test on Blueberry
We can talk to Janna after she changes from the bloody clothes.
We may be a necromancer, but we have standards dammit!
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Rolled 8 + 30 (1d20 + 30)

>>5089279
>No magic recharge though, so this is basically just pure self-enjoyment.

>Talk to Janna more

>Write in
>No magic recharge though, so this is basically just pure self-enjoyment.
>Write in
Cry out in pain at the gods for depriving us of this one small thing!
It also can't be healthy.
Drink something. Drink lots.

Then see if we still need to go to the bathroom.
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>>5089279
Tell Janna to kick back and relax, we'll bug her later. Lets go do mad science on Blueberry.
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>>5089279
>Go test on Blueberry
>"I'm gonna go poke your Girlfriend, Janna. Don't be jealous, this is entirely for science."
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>>5089279
>Go test on Blueberry
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>>5089279
>Write in
Begin the plan to collect rats in mass. Trap buckets, sending swarms of undead pets through the sewers.
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>>5089279
>Go test on Blueberry
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>>5089279
>>Go test on Blueberry
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>>5089337
>>5089291
>>5089410
>>5089775
>>5089964

>>5089301
You haven't been eating or drinking anything for almost a full week and feel perfectly fine, you're already enough of a necromancer not to need to worry about feeding yourself.

After wondering if you should test if you can still get drunk, you watch Voxl slather a hunk of meat in blood and hork it down before letting out a loud burp and passing out. You leave while waving Blueberry and she hastily follows you. You shout something at Janna before you leave.
>"I'm gonna go poke your Girlfriend, Janna. Don't be jealous, this is entirely for science."
>"Alright, as long as you let me- wait what the fuck did you just-"
sucks to be her, you're too far away to tell what she's yelling about.

Blueberry awkwardly stands in front of you and fidgets as you examine her slowly with your magic.
The black magic level has not dropped, at all. In fact, you're pretty sure it's been slowly building up to a higher concentration this entire time.
Blueberry doesn't look disfigured, and she isn't more veiny than usual as far as you can tell, and her eyes aren't glowing or anything, so as far as classical signs of a magic overload and a generic god complex, zilch.
>"Uhm- do I have, to like, y-y'know, uh, t-t-take off my clothes?"

Wat do?
>"That depends, any weird growths on you or anything?"
>"Sure whatever, just stop squirming."
>Blast a bunch of spells into the air and hug her to check how the magic drain works.
>*Toss her the magic self-defense for women book* "Hey, try casting the shock grasp spell, not on me, though."
>Write in
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>>5090454
>>"That depends, any weird growths on you or anything?"
>>*Toss her the magic self-defense for women book* "Hey, try casting the shock grasp spell, not on me, though."
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>>5090454
>Only if anything different appeared on you ever since the raid on our old place, otherwise there is no need. For now.
>Try to cast any of the spells in this book, if one of them don't work, try the next. And not on me, of course.
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>>5090458
+1
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>>5090454
>"That depends, any weird growths on you or anything?"

>*Toss her the magic self-defense for women book* "Hey, try casting the shock grasp spell, not on me, though."
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>>5090454
>"That depends, any weird growths on you or anything?"
>*Toss her the magic self-defense for women book* "Hey, try casting the shock grasp spell, not on me, though."
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>>5090454
>"That depends, any weird growths on you or anything?"
>Blast a bunch of spells into the air and hug her to check how the magic drain works.
>*Toss her the magic self-defense for women book* "Hey, try casting the shock grasp spell, not on me, though."

>Write in
Tell to try commanding random undead including Pancho.
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>>5090458
+1
>>5090588
Pretty sure she can already do that since they recognize her as a friend, same with the others, unless if you mean some sort of magical control.
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>>5090696
Pretty sure isn't certain. We're testing to find out and see if its more subjective based or if she has any actually control or if its based on our "feelings" at the time.
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>>5091311
Alright well it won't hurt to ask her to try and control the undead anyways so might as well go for it.
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>>5091786
That's the spirit!
Have some meth!
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>>5091914
What are you doing here Messenger? Shouldn't you be crusading and preaching in Arizona?
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>>5091935
Hey, not every bald white guy with glasses selling you meth is the same guy.
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>>5090454
>"Sure whatever, just stop squirming."
>Blast a bunch of spells into the air and hug her to check how the magic drain works.
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>>5090458
>>5090460
>>5090479
>>5090480
>>5090588
>>5092022

>"That depends, any weird growths on you or anything?"
Blueberry vigorously shakes her head while blushing.
>"N-no, I h-haven't like, seen anything like that, at least as far as I can tell."
You really have no idea what even a generic high elf is supposed to look like in this world, let alone a blue one that uses god knows how many drugs on the daily and is somehow rather plump and "developed" despite most likely spending all her cash on drugs. For all you know, eating a single grapefruit for breakfast is the height of gluttony ever recorded for them in civilized society.
>"Hey, what did you usually eat before meeting me?"
>"I, uh, don't, uh, like, normal stuff, p-pretty good for h-here at least? B-basically what we j-just ate, b-but I d-didn't eat any foil meats cause t-they're too expensive. Sometime Janna would let me eat s-some weird powder she, like, uses and people paid me to uh... t-test drugs d-during l-like parties s-so I could buy better stuff somet-times?"
She snickers
>"t-then they stopped c-cause they, like, totally suck at t-taking drugs, I w-woke up under a bunch of d-d-dead guys once, and I s-saw them take, like, way less than me."
She pauses
" ...I think I eat more than most people though... Wh-why does this like, matter? Puh-please tell me I'm not going to die because I d-didn't eat a rooster egg."
Well. That's... something. Jesus. Increased tolerance for drugs is a thing if you remember your breaking bad rip-offs correctly, but those usually cause overdoses, not prevent them entirely. You already asked about when she came in, she was on something called "Quick" which apparently has a chance to act like what's basically an hyper-espresso or make you foam at the mouth and hallucinate for a bit, and Blueberry got the second one.

You toss her the magic self-defense for women book.
>"Hey, try casting the shock grasp spell, not on me, though."
Blueberry expression suddenly sours immensely, but she forcibly resets her face into a blank expression.
>"U-uh, th-there's no point, I c-can't cast magic at all, so we should do something else."
She swings the hand with a book around before realizing there's nowhere to put it, briefly looks at you, flinches, and settles for awkwardly placing the book on the ground.
Oh god(s(?)) please let this not be a emotional issue.

Wat do?
>"Look, this is important, I care about you not mutating in a pile of rotten flesh, just try, and if nothing weird happens, we never bring this up again."
>"Blueberry, you could get seriously sick or something, just try and see what happens."
>"Uh, is Janna gonna beat the shit out of me for asking about that?"
>"Blueberry, I mean this in the least offensive way possible: Are you illiterate?"
>Drop the issue "Alright then, how about you try commanding one of the undead."
>Drop the issue "Alright then... Yeah you're gonna have to get naked then. Also make sure Janna doesn't kill me if she walks in."
>Write in
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>>5092063
>"Look, this is important, I care about you not mutating in a pile of rotten flesh, just try, and if nothing weird happens, we never bring this up again."
Curious to see if she can cast spells couse if she can we got another spell caster in the party, if no then we can have here start training in other things so she could be more than just a battery and be helpful in a fight
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>>5092063
>>"Uh, is Janna gonna beat the shit out of me for asking about that?"
>>"Look, this is important, I care about you not mutating in a pile of rotten flesh, just try, and if nothing weird happens, we never bring this up again."
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>>5092063
>Write in
>"Right Blueberry, I'll make this simple. You recall those black flames that were doing not-so-nice accidental friendly fire things to you after we got raided in the old place? In order for them to not kill you I kinda sort of had to concentrate and fuse them in to you heart."
>"The upside to that action: You are in fact, not dead. Great success. There also seems to have been none or negligible negative side-effects, at least that you can notice. Also great success. Aside from not turning you dead or giving you gross lumps, it also seems to have made you into some sort of living, magic battery. Your blood is currently flowing with dark magicks, and I suspect your sudden hunger was from me absorbing your magical energy after casting my own spells."
>"You say you 'can't' cast Magic. I say 'You are Magic', and I say you pick up that book again so we can figure out just what you are capable of doing now that you are literally pumping liquid magic through your veins. And if you're still incapable you'll just go back to being my lap pillow magic battery Blueberry. Sounds fair?"
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>>5092085
Supporting.
As an addition :
>If there is any issue preventing you, please tell me. I won't laugh, I won't tell, I won't judge. I might try to help you overcome it if this is in my skillset. But know that as circumstances changed, "I couldn't did it before" is not a viable excuse.
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>>5092063
>"Blueberry, I mean this in the least offensive way possible: Are you illiterate?"
>Drop the issue "Alright then, how about you try commanding one of the undead."
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>>5092063
>Blueberry, during the raid in our old place, you froze and hugged me the entire fight. Things is, you absorbed some of the dark energy, and to save your life I had to put it into your blood.
>It seems that you are now linked to me, when I cast spells some of ypur energy is used instead of mine, hence you getting hungry faster right now. I want to see if it had any other side effect as well, or if it would hurt you any way.
>So please try, and don't worry if the spells look wrong, everything that I cast turns into dark magic, so it may be the same to you.
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>>5092085
+1
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>>5092085
+1
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>"Right Blueberry, I'll make this simple. You recall those black flames that were doing not-so-nice accidental friendly fire things to you after we got raided in the old place? In order for them to not kill you I kinda sort of had to concentrate and fuse them in to you heart."
>"Y-you don't have to talk to me like, I'm some chil- w-wait didyoujustsayyouputitinmyheart."
>"The upside to that action: You are in fact, not dead. Great success. There also seems to have been none or negligible negative side-effects, at least that you can notice. Also great success. Aside from not turning you dead or giving you gross lumps, it also seems to have made you into some sort of living, magic battery. Your blood is currently flowing with dark magicks, and I suspect your sudden hunger was from me absorbing your magical energy after casting my own spells."
>"ohgodsohgodsohgodsohgods"
>"You say you 'can't' cast Magic. I say 'You are Magic', and I say you pick up that book again so we can figure out just what you are capable of doing now that you are literally pumping liquid magic through your veins. And if you're still incapable you'll just go back to being my lap pillow magic battery Blueberry. Sounds fair?"
Blueberry hyperventilates and begins to tear up a tiny bit before shaking her head to clear her head.
>"F-fine! b-but you have to promise, uh, like, t-to uhm- not- uh, I, just,- C-Can we p-please just start!?"
Deciding to give her any advantage she needs, you instruct her to put on your old bathrobe, which she gladly does. As soon as she slips into it, you see a immediate change in the flow of dark magic. If it is building up, it's still far too slow to tell with your normal magic sensing power, but the magic is flowing faster, though Blueberry's heart rate isn't going up. She begins to read the spellbook, then suddenly pauses and looks at you. You think she suddenly changed her mind, but she shyly looks at you before saying.
>"Uh, could you help me read? I'm not to good at it..."
1/2
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Turns out Blueberry isn't illiterate, but she's pretty damn close to be honest. Surprisingly, she knows most of the random ass chemicals and reactions mentioned in the spell, mostly related to drug use, along with a few concepts you had no idea about, but you have to help her with everything else. Finally, you get to actually casting the spell. She makes all the motions, even the ones the spellbook says are unnecessary for "even the most basic of aspiring mages" and... nothing. However, you do notice that the magic is pooling slightly in her hand, though she says she doesn't seem to feel anything, not the sourness, no other sensations, nothing. Every time she casts the spell, the magic continues to pool and stay there. After a few more tries, you're on the verge of writing this off, but Blueberry's attitude has seemed to do a complete 180, and is now visibly straining with the effort to cast the spell. Suddenly, she lets out a small cry and clutches her hand and her eyes begin to go wet again after the 5th attempt.
>"I-I'm sorry, my hand, like, hurts bad all of a sudden, c-can I stop after the next one?"
By now, a majority of the magic within her has pooled into the area of her arm, exceeding the amount needed for the spell noted in the book over ten times.

Wat do?
>"Alright, don't strain yourself Blueberry."
>"Fuck that, you can stop now."
>"...Maybe casting a "real" spell is too hard, try just making a blast or something, that's what I did at first."
>"How do you feel about me trying to rip the magic out of you?"
>Write in
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>>5093189
Odds are she has the same Necromancy/dark magic limitations that we do. We can suggest blasting things... or see if she wants to try raising or imbuing undead.
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>>5093189
>"...Maybe casting a "real" spell is too hard, try just making a blast or something, that's what I did at first."
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>>5093189
>"Strange. The Magic is accumulating in your hands, however the spell still doesn't fire. Could be you suffer the same limits to your magic as I do to mine..."
>"...Maybe casting a "real" spell is too hard, try just making a blast or something, that's what I did at first. Be careful though, there's an awful lot of magic built up in your arms and hands right now. It could be best to let the Mana displace itself first before you trying anything else."
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>>5093220
>Support
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>>5093220
+1
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>>5093220
Supprot
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>>5093220
This seems good
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>>5093220
Support
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>>5093189
>"Fuck that, you can stop now."
Guys this is the same shit with the rat heads, her arms gonna explode.
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>>5093482
you say that like it's not an acceptable risk

she and the gf might be pissed, but we can probably slap a replacement aug on the stump - necromancy-based or no
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>>5093482
That write-in said to continue after the excess dissipatate, so it shouldn't blow up. Hopefully.
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>>5093654
>>5093672
>Want to risk our pillfu's arm when we don't have a single healing or regeneration spell.
Janna will kill us in a painful bone breaking way.
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>>5093680
Again, the write-in says to continue if the energy goes away, so if that would lead to her arm exploding, than so would stopping, wouldn't it?
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>>5093220
>>5093245
>>5093301
>>5093326
>>5093351

>"Strange. The Magic is accumulating in your hands, however the spell still doesn't fire. Could be you suffer the same limits to your magic as I do to mine..."
>"...Maybe casting a "real" spell is too hard, try just making a blast or something, that's what I did at first. Be careful though, there's an awful lot of magic built up in your arms and hands right now. It could be best to let the Mana displace itself first before you trying anything else."
Blueberry nods at you, and you wait as the magic very slowly distances itself from Blueberry's arm. It takes a surprisingly long amount of time, around 10 minutes to redo the normal flow. You give the go ahead to blueberry and she awkwardly shuffles around before just out stretching her hands and yelling.
>"Uh, l-like, BLAST!"
It takes around half a second before things start to go to shit. Before you can even process what's happening, the magic slams back into her arms and hands before it wrenches itself out of her fingertips... taking a shitload of dark blue blood with it. The streams of blood flash towards the zombie you set up for target practice, ripping through his flesh and breaking their arms like high-pressure water jets. While you're panicking, you happen to notice that the blood doesn't seem to be losing any magic at all. Blueberry screams in pain as the blood keeps streaming from her finger tips.
>"H-help! I can't s-stop! It hurts!"

Wat do?
>Shove the magic back into her
>Attempt to rip out the magic from the blood
>"Uh, try bringing the magic back inside!"
>Write in
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>>5093794
>>"Uh, try bringing the magic back inside!"
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>>5093794
>"Uh, try bringing the magic back inside!"
>Shove the magic back into her
>"Don't panic Blueberry, the blood is not losing magic, we are still in control here"
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>>5093794
>start casting as many high draining spells as possible, or just pew pew as many blasts as we can
>stand next to Blueberry too absorb the excess magic in her
Since she's not in control of the spell chances are if we try to force the magic back in we create a blockage that will cause the magic pressure to build until her arms explode. Best course of action is to absorb her magic until she falls unconcious or no longer has the energy to feed the impromptu spell.
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>>5093810
>Support
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>>5093794
>So Blueberry, you are now my designated Lap-pillow mana-battery.
>Unless you suddenly develop a massive fetish for masochism and self mutilation, you are not going to be using the magic and that leaves me draining the buildup.
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>>5093804
>>5093810
i dont think we want to get tainted blood bak in her.
>>5093824
Can we drain all her magic with some serious duty spells? Or simply drain them into us and replenish our own reserves?
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Great job. She's gonna be traumatized.

>5093794
>Write in
tell her to not doing anything and to stop trying to will or force magic out, then start casting spells to drain the magic from her so she can't cast anymore.
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>>5093894
>>5093794
Linking failed.

>>5093865
She's a magic Battery, not a magic USER. So she's probably bleeding out magic and blood, and that's only possible from "magic pressure" so we remove the magic under pressure in her and the blood and bleeding and the whatever she's doing should stop.
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>>5093865
I think the problem is that both we and her are panicking, so the magic blood isn't out of control, but going for the last order that was "cast". If we start throwing around a bunch of spells to knock her out, she is only going to get more desparate.
Also, the tainted blood is already inside her, I don't think we can get rid of all of it now on a whim. If we don't get it back in, she is going to be hit with both bloodloss and that magical exaustion.
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>>5093903
not the magic blood, the blood that went outside. That returning and is now mixed with who knows what.
We dont want her to get an infection.
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>>5093906
Her blood is now magical, specifically with dark, necromantic magic, so it should be safe from infection. That plus her absurd drug resistance.
This is probably just the QM giving her hemomancy because of putting the magic in her blood, each place probably would have given her different powers.
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>>5093810
+1 Well shit, she'll probably be fine right?
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>>5094346
Depends if we make things worse or keep trying to make her do magic shit.
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>>5094692
Whatever happens, we should finish it for now, it's obvious that she would need to change her mentality if she would use this powers, wheter she can control her powers or not, and that kind of thing should come from her, not from us.
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>>5094740
Stop trying force it, your hurting our most fluffy minion.
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>>5094819
What do you mean anon, I just agreed with you.
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>"Uh, try bringing the magic back inside!"
You also make a few efforts to shove the magic in order to try to assist Blueberry in not suddenly pressure-blood jetting herself to death. It's surprisingly hard, but you manage to get a quite large amount in before Blueberry starts doing it herself.
>"Don't panic Blueberry, the blood is not losing magic, we are still in control here"
Blueberry keeps crying, but as soon as she makes a motion to return the blood into her, it shoots back right into the tips of her fingers, sealing the wounds it originally came out of. None of the blood ever stops floating in the air or touches the ground. As she finishes, she drops to the ground and cries. She then drags herself over to you and start grabbing at you. You decide that the risk that she's going to suffer serious emotional shit without hugs outweighs the possible danger that she's trying to strangle you for suggesting this. You bend down and Blueberry latches onto you and begins to sniffle. However, surprisingly, her next words aren't "please hug me" or "I'm going to strange you, you olive-colored bastard"
>"I-I'm osrry, I-I'll do better next time, p-please don't kick me out."

Wat do?
>"What the hell are you talking about, we aren't ever doing this shit again."
>"Blueberry, I think you need to tell me about your whole thing with magic for me to help."
>"Uh, good....?"
>"Tell you what, how about we just do some drugs and think about this later."
>Write in
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>>5094921
>"Blueberry, I think you need to tell me about your whole thing with magic for me to help."
>"That being said, I think it's best for you to rest for now, and I won't force you to talk about it or do this again."
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>>5094921
"Of course I'm not going to kick you out... You okay?" And once we're certain she's not in physical pain/has calmed down emotionally then "Blueberry--no pressure you don't have to tell me if you don't want to--but what's your hangup with magic?"
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>>5094921
>"What the hell are you talking about, why would I kick you out you dumb-dumb?"
>"Though this is a limited success, we seem to have figured out what magic you can use. It appears you are a Hemomancer Blueberry. Congratulations."
>"That being said, I think it's best for you to rest for now, and I won't force you to talk about it or do this again."
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>>5094921
>"Tell you what, how about we just do some drugs and think about this later."

We need a break and blueberry needs drugs. Doing drugs with her will help her calm down.
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>>5094921
>Write in
Its okay Solana, you didn't do anything wrong. I shouldn't have pushed you so hard. Here, lets sit for a while.

Hug and hold her until she calms down.
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>>5094935
+1
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>>5094935
+1
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>>5095233
Support hugging her, but I think we should keep calling her by the nickname to keep it consistent.
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>>5094935
+1 to this also lots of hugs for the drug elf.
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>"What the hell are you talking about, why would I kick you out? You didn't do anything wrong."
Blueberry stops crying as much and just hugs you tighter.
>"Though this is a limited success, we seem to have figured out what magic you can use. It appears you are a Hemomancer Blueberry. Congratulations."
>"That being said, I think it's best for you to rest for now, and I won't force you to talk about it or do this again."
Blueberry simply nods while sniffling, though she now appears to be smiling slightly and fumbles around her jacket while you continue hugging her, she grabs a shitload of space, snorts it, and offers you some.
>"u-uh, d-do you want like, victory drugs or whatever?"

Wat do?
>"No thanks, you deserve more of it."
>"Sure, why the hell not."
>Write in
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>>5096030
>>"No thanks, you deserve it."
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>>5096030
>"No thanks, you deserve more of it."
I think I understand what Blueberry is. Her body is so saturated with drugs, that her digestive and immune systems have been adapted to absorb as much nutrients as they can out of everything. Kind of like Demoman from FT2.
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>>5096030
>"No thanks, you deserve more of it."
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>>5096041
>>5096062
>>5096063

>"All R-right then, S-suit yourself."
Blueberry then spreads out a extremely large amount of drugs and begins popping the fuck off. You even see a half-dead toad with a glowy heart on his back being licked before being straight up crunched in half.
>"Uh, is taking that much at once a good idea?"
>"Hmm? Oh don't worry, I asked for more in their delivery tomorrow, remember I w-won't have to worry about running low that way, right?"
That wasn't really the point, but you think Blueberry's already reached the point where her body processes Drugs better than actual food at this point, so you can't really say anything. You decide to leave when she starts pulling out more frogs and rolling them in this weird black sludge.
As you leave, you see Janna waiting outside the room with her arms crossed and Voxl pulling at her leg yelling about privacy and getting "a full body deboning if you don't stop acting like a moron". Janna manages to shake him off and crosses her arms and stares at you. Voxl simply glances at you, does a apologetic look and scurries off.
>"...What did you do to Solana? I know it's nothing good, since you cast a really fucking high-level ward on this door."
...You have no idea what she's talking about. You know no ward spells beyond the crappy shield you made during the raid.

Wat do?
>Just tell her the truth while casting a shield spell.
>"Ward spell? For DIO's sake, the best shield spell I can cast can barely take two arrows and I just found out everything I do is death themed, and you think I can cast wardshit?"
>"Abjuration mains are cowards at best and cucks at worst, I didn't cast that."
>"...Ah fuck, this is the "Blueberry gets kidnapped" arc, isn't it." *Kick down the door to get back inside*
>Write in.
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>>5096116
>>"...Ah fuck, this is the "Blueberry gets kidnapped" arc, isn't it." *Kick down the door to get back inside*
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>>5096116
>"What? My shield spell sucks and is death themed."
>"Janna, try to break down the door while I try to get rid of this ward. Somehow."
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Shit
>"JANNA KICK DOWN THE DOOR"
>"Wha-"
>"I'll fuck with the ward kick down the d-"
Janna lightly pushes the metal door and it moves open easily. Huh?
>"HEYTHEREJANNAWANTSOMEDRUGSANONYACHANGEYOURMINDTHISISTHEBESTHIGHEVAAAAAR!"
>"Anon, mind explaining to me what the fuck is going on? Solana Seems fine, but the wards?"
Before you can respond, you realize the door is enchanted and Janna isn't also as high as a Blueberry. Not with your magic, but it seems to be enchanted by someone with considerably more raw power than you. You can't really tell what it does beyond the fact it strengthens the door's ability to keep someone out once a certain condition is met.

Wat do?
>"...Either the Pig is planning to betray us, thinks we're going to betray him, or he's really shit at interior design."
>"Uh, I didn't cast this ward, I have no idea what it's for either."
>"Don't blame me, Blame the PIG, it's baked into this door."
>Write in
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>>5096147
>"I didn't cast this ward, I have no idea what it's for either."
Seems like the Pig has some powerful connections, or the 1337 God didn't want us to be interrupted during the experiment.
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>>5096147
>"Uh, I didn't cast this ward, I have no idea what it's for either."
Just as confused as you
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>>5096147
>>"Uh, I didn't cast this ward, I have no idea what it's for either."
Well, that's not unsettling at all.
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>>5096163
>>5096182
>>5096191


Suddenly, you see a basketball sized horrifically diseased eyeball appear in front of you, the pink parts that connect it to the nervous system pulsating and warped to form the emaciated form of a man. You feel like a thousand tentacles are forcing themselves through every office of your body. Another of the Gods that sent you here. The voice that pulsates within your mind is horrific. With the last one, it felt like being forced to listen to the most sterotypical 00's nerd amplified by the power of a thousand. With this one, it feels like a million drunken demons mockingly mimicking a kindly old man in chorus, slurring their words together.
>"GREETINGBARRIERERECTEDTOPREVENTVIOLENTINTERFERENCEMADEBYBRAWLERWASTEMINIONWITHIMPORTANTMAGICALDISCOVERIESONFORMERPOTENTIALNOTWASTEONETIMEDEALNOREPEATSUNLESSADEALISSTRUCKEXPLANATIONMADEDEPARTING"
The eye is gone as soon as you blink.
Well. Uh, great, apparently one of the gods is like, magic hitler, if it was referencing Blueberry's and Janna's abilities to cast spells.
Janna is staring at you.
>"Uh, what the fuck are you doing you moron, you just started off into nothing for like, 30 straight seconds."
>"Did you take some of Blueberry's shit? Cause if you took one of the frogs, I know you're a big bad black magic user, but you'll still probably need medical attention."

Wat do?
>"One of the gods that just sent me to this world said that he made it so you wouldn't chokeslam me for doing magical spells with blueberry. On a related note, I'm going to throw up now."
>"Uh, I don't think we need to worry about the Pig betraying us. Also, I'm going to puke now."
>"Janna, we really should talk about how the gods work here. On a related note, I'm going to fucking puke everywhere now"
>*HURL*
>Write in.
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>>5096197
I'll take door #1
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>>5096197
>>"GREETING BARRIER ERECTED
TO PREVENT VIOLENT INTERFERENCE MADE BY BRAWLER WASTE MINION WITH IMPORTANT MAGICAL DISCOVERIES ON FORMER POTENTIAL NOT WASTE ONE TIME DEAL NO REPEATS UNLESS A DEAL IS STRUCK EXPLANATION MADE DEPARTING"
Broke that up for everyone else who can't spare the brainpower to separate it out. As far as the quest goes:
>*HURL*
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>>5096197
>"One of the gods that just sent me to this world said that he made it so you wouldn't chokeslam me for doing magical spells with blueberry. On a related note, I'm going to throw up now."
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>>5096332
+1
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>>5096197
>>5096201
>*HURL*
>Write in.
Autisitically SCREEECH at the Gods!
After reading that, then RAGING because you made a easier to read version in your post.
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>>5096197
>"One of the gods that just sent me to this world said that he made it so you wouldn't chokeslam me for doing magical spells with blueberry. On a related note, I'm going to throw up now."
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>>5096197
>"One of the gods that just sent me to this world said that he made it so you wouldn't chokeslam me for doing magical spells with blueberry. On a related note, I'm going to throw up now."
Overly sincere Necromancer personality, activate!
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Honestly starting to think we talk about these gods too much and it's getting a little whiny.
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>>5096197
>"One of the gods that just sent me to this world said that he made it so you wouldn't chokeslam me for doing magical spells with blueberry. On a related note, I'm going to throw up now."
>>5096519
We are a reincarnated 4channer, of course we are autistic and whiny.
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Anyone know how long this snow lasts? Cause my shitty laptop at home can't handle it.

>"One of the gods that just sent me to this world said that he made it so you wouldn't chokeslam me for doing magical spells with blueberry. On a related note, I'm going to throw up now."
Janna blinks.
>"Would you give it a rest!? You're not some god-chosen, you douche, you're eith- waitwhatwasthelastpart."
You fucking puke everywhere. Unlike the last time where you puked out random alternate dimension junk food, you puke out chunks of meat with roughly the same consistency of rotten noodles made out of chunks of meat.
>"FUCKING GROSS!"
At least that seems to have distracted Janna a bit. You finish puking before trying to explain again.
>"Yeah, I also met another one earlier today, that one had leet-speak but this one was just drun-"
Holy shit, even thinking about the encounter gives you a fresh wave of nausea you struggle to hold down. It is FAR worse than the kirby villain ripoff.
>"Uhhhh... I think you strained yourself a bit too much with your magic... I don't really know how this works, so I'm just gonna drag you to the couch."
Janna picks you up like a sack of potatoes and drags you onto one of the couches in the main room.
>"Don't think you're off the hook. Explain what happened with Solana and you."

Wat do?
>"She's a hemomancer now, congratulations."
>"Nothing, jesus, we just needed to skin a bunch of corpses so I could create a gigantic undead juggernaut so Poncho could have some siblings." *Lie*
>"Real quick, you know what's her deal with Magic or anything?"
>Write in
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>>5096916
>"She's a hemomancer, congratulations. Although she's not the greatest at it right now, and it might be dangerous for her to continue trying to use it so I won't force her to."
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>>5096916
>"She's a hemomancer now, congratulations."
>"Real quick, you know what's her deal with Magic or anything?"
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>>5096921
>>5096927

>"She's a hemomancer now, congratulations,"
Janna relaxes slightly,
>"Although she's not the greatest at it right now, and it might be dangerous for her to continue trying to use it so I won't force her to."
Her eyes flash with murderous intent.
>"DANGEROUS!? I SWEAR TO FUCK IF-"
>"Holy hell calm your (small) tits she didn't get hurt hemomancy is just weird, and I literally just said I won't force her to do shit if she doesn't want to."
Janna reaches for her knives, but settles for simply placing her hands on them.
>"You are going to explain to me EXACTLY what happened, or I'll gut you like a fish, Pig or no Pig. ...Also what the fuck hemomancy is."
>"Alright, but real quick, you know what's her deal with magic and shit?"
Janna frowns, though it appears to be more borne of confusion rather than anything else.
>"...I don't even know what you're talking about. Lunar elves are supposed to be talented at it, but she's never talked about it or shown me any of it, so I think she just didn't learn how to do it. Most interest I ever saw her display was her phase where she bought only Kosmos drugs. I mean, not all hobbits are bakers, so I didn't think it was weird."
Right. Oh for fuck's sake, lunar elves!? Great, you really hope that this isn't one of those fantasy universes that get rid of all the races and replace them with recolors of elves.

Wat do?
>"Alright, so basically, while I was defending her from gangsters at the old hideout, some of my magic got absorbed into her bloodstream, and I wanted to see if she could cast magic, and it turns out she's a hemomancer."
>"Wait, first lap pillows don't exist, then neither does hemomancy? What's with your world and not knowing basic fantasy concepts?"
>Explain everything, leave nothing out
>"Hemomancy is blood magic. ...Please tell me that you just don't know the fancy name for it and blood magic doesn't exist as a concept."
>Write in
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>>5096949
>"Hemomancy is blood magic. ...Please tell me that you just don't know the fancy name for it and blood magic doesn't exist as a concept."
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>>5096949
>"Hemomancy is blood magic. ...Please tell me that you just don't know the fancy name for it and blood magic doesn't exist as a concept."
Man these Fantasy plebs just fucking suck, don't they? It's surprising they know what magic is at this point, really.
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>>5096949
>"Alright, so basically, while I was defending her from gangsters at the old hideout, some of my magic got absorbed into her bloodstream, and I wanted to see if she could cast magic, and it turns out she's a hemomancer."
>Hemomancy is just a fancy name for blood magic, for now she can only control her own blood, but who knows, maybe if she will be able to control other people's too. Not that it matters, she panicked and said it hurt, so I will only train her more if the iniciative comes from her
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>>5096974
+1
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>>5096974
+1
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>>5096949
Can we create some personal bone armor and a bone gun that shoots teeth?
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>>5096949
>"Wait, first lap pillows don't exist, then neither does hemomancy? What's with your world and not knowing basic fantasy concepts?"
>"Hemomancy is blood magic. ...Please tell me that you just don't know the fancy name for it and blood magic doesn't exist as a concept."
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>>5096957
>>5096969
>>5096974
>>5097047

>"Alright, so basically, while I was defending her from gangsters at the old hideout, some of my magic got absorbed into her bloodstream, and I wanted to see if she could cast magic, and it turns out she's a hemomancer."
>Hemomancy is just a fancy name for blood magic, for now she can only control her own blood, but who knows, maybe if she will be able to control other people's too. Not that it matters, she panicked and said it hurt, so I will only train her more if the initiative comes from her."
Janna scowls again, but loosens her grip on her knives
>"First off, excuse me for not knowing all your hoity-toity names for a type of magic that's incredibly rare in the first place, even without the churches running around and shanking anyone that uses it, and second off, you better not be lying about forcing her to train, I'll gut you like a rotten fish if I find out you're hurting her."
Janna moves her hands away from her knives.
>"Also, you better not try to do the same thing with me, I use my knives and my fists, no black magic bullshit, got it?"
>"Anyways... it's nighttime. I have another fight to go to, so you go do... whatever necromancers do instead of sleep, and you better let Solana get some rest."
Janna leaps across the room and kicks open the door before turning around and doing a drawing motion across her neck.
>"Remember. ROTTEN. FISH."

It is now nighttime

Wat do?
>Fuck it, grab blueberry, go to bed while snuggling your sort-of-possibly-apprentice.
>Go back and continue skinning corpses for poncho's burlier sibling
>go back and raise six shooter
>Just go to bed.
>Write in
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>>5097106
>>Go back and continue skinning corpses for poncho's burlier sibling
We going to try using rats for this?
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>>5097106
>"Remember. ROTTEN. FISH."
>Write in
Mutter "Vagina" after her.
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>>5097106
FUCKS SAKE WOMEN USE THE DOOR. LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!
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>>5097106
>Go back and continue skinning corpses for poncho's burlier sibling
We only need 20 skellingtons for the BULK skeleton, at least that's what I feel. It has to be large but not McFuckMegaHUYGE.
>>5097115
Backing shouting this after her too
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>>5097115
She probably likes kicking doors. We should install swing doors everywhere instead and see how that works out.
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>>5097106
>Go back and continue skinning corpses for poncho's burlier sibling
Nerd Eye God called Janna the brawler minion, any mahic we pump into her is probably just to make her punch harder.
Or give her a stand. Either is fine by me.
>>5097115
Support
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>>5097106
oh right we need to do things after yelling.

>begin raise army of rats to collect more rats and animals for us.

>>5097133
I swear, we should get a replacement steel door and reinforce it's frame, just so we can laugh as she breaks her foot on it.
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>>5097106
>go back and raise six shooter
We can skin more corpses for the other sibling after we've raised six shooter, more immediate protection and use in case something happens, hell he can even help skin corpses once we got em up.
>>5097115
+1 to yelling this at her.
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>>5097110
>>5097120
>>5097137
>>5097115

As she whirls around to leave you yell after her.
>"FUCKS SAKE WOMEN USE THE DOOR. LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!"
>"WHY THE FUCK DO YOU CARE YOU'RE NOT EVEN PAYING FOR THE HOUSE."
She has a point. Still, it's annoying. You briefly consider having metal doors installed, but you highly doubt that they would have any effect, she'd probably start throwing shit before she even left the room or crash through windows to continue to annoy you. That, or it's one of those annoying habits you build up when you're small, and are impossible to break without paying disproportionate amounts of time, money, and stress in return. Or maybe she's just an ass. Whatever.
You head back over to the undead room, and manage to skin 5 corpses with the use of your magic before feelings of fatigue overtake you. Blueberry isn't is as high as before, and is now lazily lying on the ground.
>"Anoooooon, can you pleassssssseeee hurry up, or just tell me if I still need to do the lap pillow thing so I could like sleep?"
You've skinned and deboned enough corpses to make a burly minion to meet your expectations, though you feel like you could at least a few more corpses before it could truly be considered perfect.

Six shooter, ready to raise
Burly boi, ready to raise, can add 3 more skeletons if you wanna go extra

It is now roughly 11pm

Wat do?
>"Sure thing" *Go to bed with Blueberry*
>"In a minute, just let me get these last three corpses"
>Write in
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>>5097238
>>"In a minute, just let me get these last three corpses"
Sic the rats on them, apparently they can flesh a man in minutes.
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>>5097238
>"In a minute, just let me get these last three corpses"
>"If you are that tired we can skip today's pillow though"
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>>5097248
>Support
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>>5097248
support. It's what the rats are for.
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>>5097248
Support

>>5097238
let's add 3 more, we may as well go extra
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>>5097248
Support
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>>5097248
+1 RELEASE THE RATS!
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>>5096916
You can change the style on the bottom right side to turn the snow off, btw.

Your fortune: Your heart is two sizes too small.
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Your fortune: Ratdeer mice
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>>5097248
Support
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>>5097238
By the way, when we start selling Blueberry's spacers, we should include a warning where the drugs should be taken in 1/8 increments for average humans or you will only fucking die. Anyone hardie than an ork is free to taken them in quarters, but honestly go fuck yourself if you think you're hot enough shit to eat the whole thing in one go.
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>>5097248
"In a minute, just let me get these last three corpses."
You send in the rats while you work on them. While they aren't as efficient as you thought they would be, they significantly speed up the process. When you finish, Blueberry makes another raspberry noise, and she clings onto your arm and you both travel upstairs into the master bedroom. ...only bedroom actually. Shit, Janna's gonna flip, isn't she? Fuck that, you're not technically doing anything lewd, you didn't design this room, and you're pretty sure Blueberry is actually more lucid when high than when she's sober. You drift off to sleep almost instantly as your head hits the pillow.

You wake up and realize you're eating blueberry's hair. After spitting it out, she wakes up and blushes furiously as she sees you.
>"u-uh, g-good morning boss!"
You don't even feel groggy, and take a cursory glance at her magic levels. No real change, you even follow a single speck of magic all throughout her body for a minute to make sure her blood system isn't deformed, though it's not like you could tell if your magic blew up 2 of her three hearts if her systems were that different. Before you can do anything and start planning out your day, Voxl kicks down the door.
>"BAWS, I BAGGED A INTRUDER, HE SED HE WANTED A DEEL OR SUMTING!"
Jesus fuck, is degenerative hillbilly accent a medical condition in this world or something!? Voxl practically drags you downstairs, and there you see... another blue elf. However, unlike blueberry, this one is male, has red eyes instead of golden, is incredibly skinny... and is covered in bolas and has a very pissed off Jojo reference kneeling on his back. As you approach him, he begins to speak in a nasally voice.
>"Oi, you're the bloke that-"
FUCK HE'S BRITISH.
>"-knocked off Barry, yeah? I'm not here to fight or anything, jess here to make sure that I still deliver the suppli-"
He stops as he looks at you a bit more and sees Blueberry behind you, and suddenly begins yelling at her.
>"SISTER! WE DO NOT NEED TO SUFFER UNDER THE HEEL OF THE SPLAK OVERLORDS! CAST OFF YOUR CHAINS A-"
This is met with a sudden brutal kick from Blueberry, caving in a few of the poor guy's teeth. Janna doesn't even have time to react.
>"I'm not part of that anymore. Fuck off."
>"Suster! We don't need to-"
Blueberry rears up to kick him again.

Wat do?
>"As funny as I find this, I'd prefer it if you didn't kill the person that's probably supplying the materials for Space."
>"Blueberry, no judgment here, but please tell me you weren't a former "professional racist" or whatever."
>"TASTE BOOT COMMIE! ...Wait you are a communist, right?"
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>>5099974
>"As funny as I find this, I'd prefer it if you didn't kill the person that's probably supplying the materials for Space."
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>>5099974
Stop Blueberry, for now.
Offer to unfuck his teeth, in exchange he tells us everything, and he continues with the supplies for us. Just what the fuck is he giving us, and hows it made?
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>>5099974
>>"As funny as I find this, I'd prefer it if you didn't kill the person that's probably supplying the materials for Space."
Although calling the guy a communist seems like it'd be fun.
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>>5099974
Can we make suicide bomber rats? Remove organs in exchange for some explosive compound or necrotic ammo, add some contact based super poisons so if they explode they dont cause a chain reaction and detonate nearby rats. Could it work? We'd have hundreds of suicide bomber rats that will be feared by archers and melee fighters alike. It's one things to shoot out one of them. Its another to hundreds.
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>>5099976
>>5099983
>>5099988

>"As funny as I find this, I'd prefer it if you didn't kill the person that's probably supplying the materials for Space."
Blueberry glances at you, and displays a bit of fear on her face. It's not really directed toward you, it's more of a nervous "oh boy shit is about to hit the fan-type fear". She stops, but makes a surprisingly viscous glare towards the man on the ground.
>"S-sup- *pleh*"
He takes the time to spit out a tooth.
>"Suppli-ED. Deal's cancelled, I'm not fucking dealing with a Splak oppressor."
Before you can do anything, Voxl levels his fuck-off crossbow at him.
>"So, uh, that means I can shoot him for real now, righ' baws?"
>"Typical Splak, manipulating a poor misguided child into-"
>"I'M FORTY FUCKING FIVE IN HUMAN YEARS AND A HUNDRED IN KOBOLD YOU CUNT, MAKE ANOTHER SIZE JOKE AND IM USING THE SMALL BOLTS ON YOU."
>"Brother, I apologize, but I am your ally! Splaks are nothing but untrustworthy creatures! They lie, cheat, anything to advance their own standings!"
He turns his attention back to you.
>"I only provided Barry with those precious materials in order to antagonize the Splaks, but now that I see you opress Blanks just like the Splaks of my homeland, I'll die before I help you!"
>"You're the worst type to, collecting women and dressing them i-"
Janna open palm strikes his back.
>"*KHAK!*"
>"EN. CHANT. ED. GEAR. WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MORONS NOT GET ABOUT THIS!? IT'S NOT EVEN THAT BAD! I KNEW A GIRL WHO LITERALLY FOUGHT COMPLETELY NAKED CAUSE OF HER TAT MAGIC BULLSHIT!"

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>"Wait, wait wait, there are other green-skinned faceless running around here?"
>"Aw, is this like that dragon isekai where I have to kill everyone else who was transported to this world? That sucks."
>"Is everyone just going to not tell me what a Splak is? Is this some fucking race war against humans shit? I mean, I'm not really a human, what with the eyes that don't really exist, green skin, and whole partially undead thing, but still."
>"Wow. You somehow piss people off even faster than I did back on my home planet!"
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>>5100020
To Voxl: "So you're a kobold? Neat." To the stuffy elf: "What the fuck is a Splak? And a Blank? Are you making this shit up to fuck with me?"
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>>5100020
>"Wait, wait wait, there are other green-skinned faceless running around here?"
Alright, tried doing this the nice way. Someone tie him up so I can dissect him. YO PONCHO!
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>>5100022
+1
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>>5100020
>"Wait, wait wait, there are other green-skinned faceless running around here?"
Fucking knife ears, I swear on me mum.

>>5099992
We tried Corpse Detonation in the first thread, it works but it's basically a limp dicked wet fart rather then an actual detonation and wouldn't even inconvenience someone, much less kill them. And that was with a human sized corpse. A rat would probably be even less spectacular than that.
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>>5100020
>Write in
wait, are we green, faceless with weird glowly eyes?
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>>5100043
not gonna do another update today, but you look like a anon. You have that cross on your face that's part of sketches on normal characters instead of the question mark.
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>>5100037
Did we purposefully try to make exploding corpses, or was that a consequence of failing something else we were attempting? If it's the former then that's a real shame. We could hollow out Ray's and fill them with explosives, but that costs lots of money. Money that we currently lack for now. Maybe we could try thermite rats? No wait aluminum isnt in common supply. Shit. Okay what about....rats filled with poison gas!
FUCK! Never mind, we cant make mustard gas. The industry to support those chemicals might not have been invented yet.

I cant think of much use for rats beyond undead flesh eating rat swarms, or using them to pick up or drop off very small items. Maybe doses of Space to customers?

>>5100046
Do we have a penis?
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>>5100046
Can we not be green or stop being green at some point?
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>>5100051
We have less than a hundred rats, we can always build up the swarm some more later.

And we just pumped a bunch of magic into a corpse to see if we could get it to go boom, and it was more like a fleshy water balloon than a proper explosion. Of course we learned Unholy Barrage after that, so maybe it's an experiment worth revisiting.
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>>5100056
Maybe we can train the rats to collect coins off the grounds and those lost in the sewers? I bet a ton of coins get lost down there. We can collect more rats, cats, motherfucking BIRDS, and coins.
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>>5100051
>Did we purposefully try to make exploding corpses, or was that a consequence of failing something else we were attempting?
It's quite literally the first choice made in that thread, it was as deliberate as you could make it, and it was just a spleurgh of viscera that didn't do much damage to anything bar the corpse itself.

The problem with corpse explosion on rats is that when we tried to raise them we'd accidentally cause them to blow up when we infused them with too much power. Chances are even if we succeed in making corpse detonation possible, the rat bodies migth not be able to contain enough energy to actual deal any lasting damage to anyone.

>>5100059
Undead animals have been on the list of stereotypes we need to do. We got Rats and Cats now, but the cats were really stiff for some reason when we raised them. Before we start raising more animals we should figure out the cause of this so we don't end up with a horde of Hounds that can't sprint and a murder of Crows that can't fly.
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>>5100020
>"Wait, wait wait, there are other green-skinned faceless running around here?"
>"Aw, is this like that dragon isekai where I have to kill everyone else who was transported to this world? That sucks."
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>>5100066
Perhaps we just need more practice raising them, or boost their intellect like with Poncho and his brothers. Now that I think about it, if we did that would it require less energy since they're smaller? Having a small nimble intelligent undead cat and rat could be useful for spying on people since we can sort of see what some of our undead see. Sometimes.
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>>5100020
>"Is everyone just going to not tell me what a Splak is? Is this some fucking race war against humans shit? I mean, I'm not really a human, what with the eyes that don't really exist, green skin, and whole partially undead thing, but still."
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>>5100020
>What in the everloving fuck is a splak and a blank? I just want to raise corpses in peace, not get involved on some retarded race war.
>Wait, there are other faceless green dudes with a symbol on their face? Are they autistic and call people faggot niggers?
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A blank might be what blueberry is/was, lunar elves are suposed to be magical, and she couldn't cast magic, right?
No idea what the fuck a splak is though.
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>>5100020
>"Wow. You somehow piss people off even faster than I did back on my home planet!"
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>"Wait, there are other faceless green dudes with a symbol on their face? Are they autistic and call people faggot niggers?"
The weirdo looks at you confused for a second before continuing his... most likely not raically charged rant?
>"Typical Splak! Vain and duplicitous, to the point of-"
Blueberry rears back her foot again and the weirdo
>"A-answer anon properly!"
Aw, that's cute, she stutters even when she's mad!
>"...No. So congratulations, you've made another useless appearance enchantment you can peacock around for a few months you fucking Splak."
Alright, what the actual shit is a splak, it was funny at first, but now it's just tiring.
>"What in the everloving fuck is a splak and a blank? I just want to raise corpses in peace, not get involved on some retarded race war."
Before he can even answer, Blueberry does...a slightly lighter kick, aimed at his ribs before he can do anything.
>"U-uh, Splaks are what this... moron, like calls magic users that he t-thinks are "evil" or whatever. Blanks are, uh, people who can't use magic..."
>"...Most elven races are really into magic, but we lunar elves basically built our whole... everything around it."
Suddenly, the skinny guy starts yelling again.
>"THEY FORCE US BLANKS TO SERVE THEM, BUT, I, THEODORE, LEADER OF THE RESISTANCE, HAVE STRUCK-"
Alright, you've heard enough of this bullshit.

Wat do?
>(Be Nice)"Look, theodore, I am not "evil" or whatever, I just want to make and sell drugs like Barry did, and everyone is here... more or less consensually. I know jackshit about the politics of this world, since 4 random ass gods just dropped me here."
>(Be cruel)"Look, do you know what I am? I'm a fucking necromancer. If you piss me off, all I have to do is spend two months before I can send a literal army of the undead at you. Even if you kill me, I'll just come back and my minions will hunt you down to the ends of the earth. I could just kill you right now and use your ghost to get the supplies, so don't do anything stupid."
>"How in the shit does selling highly addictive drugs further the goals of the resistance!? That's like, something rich guys would do to distract the poor, and I assume Splaks are rich assholes."
>"Look, I don't give a shit about your class wars, either supply me, or die."
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>>5100524
>Write in
No words. Tie him to a table, but a towel over his head, and water board him. If it works for the CIA, it'll work for you. Do this for like, I don't care, fifteen minutes then see if he's willing to talk. If not then just start cutting toes.
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>>5100537
>>5100524

Support, Commies get a Bath.
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>>5100524
>>Write in
>Let's play good cop/Bad cop. Except I'm both, or neither, depending on your next sentence.
Now, either you calm down about your crusade on magic user whenever you are at my hearing distance, and we can do business as professionals, or you don't and I can, will, and take pleasure at making you suffer excruciating pain leading to an optimal death turning you in a full sentient yet loyal entity and automatize our business. You will be allowed to talk in 10 seconds, so please make me believe I have a better way to use my time than removing all your dignity and rebellious spirit.
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>>5100524
Modified
>"Look, I don't give a shit about your class wars, either supply me and get paid, or die."
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>>5100524
>So you dumbass is trying to sell drugs to some small fry to raise money in order to topple a magocracy? That's retarded, but it atleast beats the glowies that do it for shit and giggles.
>Now look here Ted, I don't care about your class war, and the drug business is just a side thing for me. So either you keep supplying me and we both profit, or I kill you and raise your corpse.
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>>5100524
>>"How in the shit does selling highly addictive drugs further the goals of the resistance!? That's like, something rich guys would do to distract the poor, and I assume Splaks are rich assholes."
And then start muttering about how commies in fantasy land are just as stupid/illogical as the ones back home.

Also, seems like we know what Blueberry's hangup about magic is about. It also gives me an idea about how we can get this guy on our side since his entire ideology is based in envy: offer him the chance to get his own magic if he serves us loyally/continues to supply us. See if Blueberry wants to mention she isn't a blank anymore to this guy and watch the avarice take over.
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>>5100626
Adding this to my vote
>"How in the shit does selling highly addictive drugs further the goals of the resistance!? That's like, something rich guys would do to distract the poor, and I assume Splaks are rich assholes."
Because while I think it's to get funds, I want to hear the stupid plan out of his own mouth.
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>>5100564
Supporting this
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>"So your dumbass is trying to sell drugs to some small fry to raise money in order to topple a magocracy? That's retarded, but it at least beats the glowies that do it for shit and giggles. ...fuckin' commies, it's the vodka situation with Stalin again..."
Theodore forgets to hate you for a few seconds as he puffs his chest up in pride.
>"Not only that, but the very supplies I gave to Barry damaged their pride greatly, spreading their precious national crop across the land and kidna-"
>"Wait, why am I telling secrets to a splak!?"
Janna chimes in
>"I don't know, because you're a dumbass?"
>"SISTER! WHY ARE YOU-"
Before he can continue in his shitty attempt to sway Janna to his revolution, you suddenly realize Poncho has been standing by this entire time.
>"MASTER. CONTINUED INTERROGATION WOULD BE INEFFECTIVE. INTRUDER ALSO SEEMS TO POSSES STRONG PRINCIPLES, UNLIKELY TO BREAK. RECCOMEND FOR TERIMNATION, REQUEST OF PRESEVATION METHODS FOR PIG, AND RESSURECTION WITH INTELLIGENCE AT A LATER DATE."
Theodore spits at you.
>" You corrupt others, and force them to do your dirty work as well!? Untie me and face me in honorable combat, you swine! Besides, my well organized resistance has a complete chain of succession set up, and were instructed to assume my death if I did not return shortly!"

Wat do?
>"Look, would you calm your Communist ass down and let me spell it out for you?! I. AM. NOT. INTRESTED. IN. OPRESSING. PEOPLE. (well, as long as it doesn't help me make more undead.)."
>"And why would I face you in combat instead of just killing you...? I assume you're not stupid enough to try and do something without some form of bargaining chip."
>"Poncho, Voxl, Janna, would you all please just stay here and make sure commander moron doesn't do something utterly retarted like suicide by tounge biting while I ask Blueberry what the fuck is going on in the other room?"
>"Good idea Poncho!" *Strangle him to death*
>"Look, theodore, you're in a revolution that's dealing in drugs, there is no chance your army is as loyal as you think they are."
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>>5100897
>>"Look, would you calm your Communist ass down and let me spell it out for you?! You're in a 'revolution' that's dealing drugs... there's no chance your army is as loyal as you think they are."
Let that sink in for a moment, then:
>>"Poncho, Voxl, Janna, would you all please just stay here and make sure commander moron doesn't do something utterly retarted like suicide by tounge biting while I ask Blueberry what the fuck is going on in the other room?"
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>>5100897
>"And why would I face you in combat instead of just killing you...? I assume you're not stupid enough to try and do something without some form of bargaining chip."

Also wouldn't it cause problems if you turned out to not be quite so dead and returned to base after they dealt with succession?

You might have to start at the bottom again of your own movement. lol.
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>>5100909
<Support
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>>5100909
+1
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>>5100909
Support
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>>5100909
>>5100924
>>5100929
>"Look, would you calm your Communist ass down and let me spell it out for you?! You're in a 'revolution' that's dealing drugs... there's no chance your army is as loyal as you think they are."
Theodore scowls
>"You think I am moron! I vet my soldiers personally! I will not be swayed by you!"
>"Whatever asshole. Poncho, Voxl, Janna, would you all please just stay here and make sure commander moron doesn't do something utterly retarded like suicide by tounge biting while I ask Blueberry what the fuck is going on in the other room?"
Voxl simply shoves his crossbow closer to his head.
>"YOU HEAR THAT YOU FUCKING MUNGIE!? I GET TO BLOW YOUR STUPID HIGH HEAD OFF IF YOU DO SOMETHING!"
>"WE WILL TERMINATE THE INTRUDER IF CIRCUMSTANCES REQUIRE."

You grab Blueberry and head to the experimentation room.
>"Well?"
She looks down at the ground and shuffles around for a bit before stuttering out a explanation.
>"Uh, so... like... where l-lunar elves come from, magic is basically, like everything, especially f-for n-nobles and royals."
>"S-so a bunch of p-people don't like t-that sometimes, and some of them like, leave, and some of them d-do protests and stuff... I u-used to do like, the second thing, b-but I uh, like, realized it was dumb, so... I... left."
>"Like, uh, some p-people thought that everyone that was a c-caster was bad, some people t-thought that it was o-only a lot of them."
>"Uh, th-there were, like, some people who got violent, but... they usually didn't like l-l-l-last too long, b-but things were getting bad by the time I... decided to leave."
Well, that's... technically acceptable, but still very confusing. Also, Blueberry is clearly omitting information.

Wat do?
>"So, uh, Theodore's one of those "burn the witch" type guys right?"
>"Fine, I can clearly tell you're holding back information for... emotional reasons. Fine, I won't pry, but are you not telling me about anything really important?"
>"Wait, if the berries and the liquid were from lunar elves, why didn't you recognize them earlier?"
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>>5100969
Give her a Look so she realizes we can tell that we aren't getting the full story. Say, "... I don't want to pry, but you aren't holding back anything really important, right?" Get confirmation on that, or a spiel of whatever she thinks might be important then: "So that faggot is one of those 'burn the witch' types, right? Probably wants magic himself so bad that he just wants to burn down everyone else with it all 'if I can't have it then no one can have it!' ...sad sacks like that are always practically drowning in envy."
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>>5100969
>>"Wait, if the berries and the liquid were from lunar elves, why didn't you recognize them earlier?"
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>>5100969
>"So, uh, Theodore's one of those "burn the witch" type guys right?"
>"Wait, if the berries and the liquid were from lunar elves, why didn't you recognize them earlier?"
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>>5100969
>"Wait, if the berries and the liquid were from lunar elves, why didn't you recognize them earlier?"
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>>5100969
>"Fine, I can clearly tell you're holding back information for... emotional reasons. Fine, I won't pry, but are you not telling me about anything really important?"
>"Wait, if the berries and the liquid were from lunar elves, why didn't you recognize them earlier?"
>Whatever it is, remember that you aren't a "blank" or any other dumb term anymore. But even if you still were, you would still be skilled in drug making and basically immune to drugs. Could make a hell of an alchemist.
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>>5101118
>Alchemist Blueberry
... Shit, I wanna see that now.
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>>5101118
+1 She would actually make a pretty good Alchemist with her drug resistance and skills, small pep talk is nice too.
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>>5101118
+1
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>>5101118
>"Fine, I can clearly tell you're holding back information for... emotional reasons. Fine, I won't pry, but are you not telling me about anything really important?"
Blueberry continues shuffling.
>"uhh, uh... well... I'm not sure if it's true or not, but when I said things were getting bad... that kinda implies that there weren't already, l-like, people being s-s-shot over this s-stuff..."
>"Th-there were talks of-of, ...organized purges fr-from the people who wan-wanted to keep everything, like, normal, an-and, like, the rebels... t-they were getting more radical by th-the day and using worse and worse methods..."
She swallows.
>"A-a tiny f-faction e-even s-said that m-magic itself sh-should just be gotten rid of, but those g-guys were too radical even for, like, the rebels, and- they aren't a thing anymore."
>"I-I don't think anyone ou-outside of like, former citizens an-and pe-people living in the lunar islands know that any of this is h-happening, and I-I didn't like, try to keep up..."
>"Wait, if the berries and the liquid were from lunar elves, why didn't you recognize them earlier?"
She pauses.
>"Uh, well, I never saw a... like, a raw nova-berry before, and I didn't know they could do anything with drugs..."
>"And, um, I, really, really hope the liquid isn't w-what I th-think it is, because I'm too, like, into Space to quit anytime soon."
Alright, two possibilities. Virgin blood, Piss or something sacred.. ...You really, really hope it's the... Actually, you have no idea what you'd rather it'd be. On one hand, virgin blood sounds a lot worse on paper, but you'd need to get used to it, cause necromancy ain't exactly a victimless crime after a certain point, and piss... well, that's just gross. ...Aw fuck, theodore probably kidnaps and harvests nobles he captures, doesn't he? Well, unless it's the third one, but you really hope you aren't inviting a zeus knockoff to smite your ass... at least until you can punch out the hades knockoff.
>"Whatever it is, remember that you aren't a "blank" or any other dumb term anymore. But even if you still were, you would still be skilled in drug making and basically immune to drugs. Could make a hell of an alchemist."
Blueberry blushes.
>"Th-thanks, Anon. ...I'd like to try again with the blood today if we have the time."

Wat do?
>"So... not to shit all over your freedom fighting, but uh, how, "genuine" were people to actually make things better?"
>"When you say radical, do you mean "heads on pikes" or, like, something actually shocking, cause that's kinda of a low bar from where I come from. ...Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with the french?"
>"Alright, do you think that working with him is a good or shit-tier idea?"
>*Head back to negotiate with theodore*
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>>5101917
>*Head back to negotiate with theodore*
We'll promise Solana to help her understand her magics right after we figure out what to do with this guy. What we want to know is who his supplier is, that way we don't have to deal with him, and we can send our own courier to get our own berries.
What we can do is start with something simple. Water boarding. Failing that I think Castration would be a good incentive for him to spill the beans. Failing that as well lets have the rats slowly eat away at his arms and legs. If he's still not breaking the, roll the dice and see if we can use magic to read his mind. Worse case scenario we kill him, but hey. Free skeleton.
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>>5101942
>"Don't worry, I'll help you with magic as soon as we deal with commodore cunt in the next room."
Blueberry nods and tries to hide the extremely crimson blush on her face.

As you walk in, Voxl is visibly struggling not to drop his crossbow and go for another one of his cigars as captain headass goes on and on about the ideals of his rebellion, and Janna looks like she's about to drop dead herself.
>"Alright shithead, you are going to tell me who your supplier is, either before or after some serious waterboarding. Failing that, we fucking rip off your balls, and then we just let the rats go on a pleasant night out all over your body."
Voxl visibly winces at the threat of castration.
Theodore simply stares and suddenly laughs at you, which sounds like he has a misshapen flap of skin shoved down his throat.
>"HAKHAKHAKHAKHAK Supplier? SUPPLIER!?"
>"I AM the supplier! No one else in the rebellion can go to the same places I do, and the second you kill me, even if you brought me back to life as perfectly as you THINK you can, "I" won't be able to get back in, and then you lose the berries, and the rebellion will write off our little venture as a lost cause, and then you'll lose access to our mixed liquids, unless..."
>"Oh wait, you really, really can't make it, even if I TOLD you, so it's pointless!."
>"and also, great idea, torture the leader of a rebellion, he won't be the hardest to break!"
>"DEATH TO ALL SPLAKS, GLORY TO THE NEW LUNAR ORDER!"

Wat do?
>"I'm not stupid, I can see that you're baiting for a deal. Fine then, spell out exactly what you want me to do so I can convince you I'm not a magic asshole. I refuse to call myself a Splak, it is a silly name."
>"...Hardest to break isn't impossible to break. Poncho, get a cloth and carry him to the operating table, as well as all the water we have, and ready your crushing arm."
>"Holy shit, whoever is in charge of naming shit in your rebellion really needs to be put down or transferred out or something, first splak, and now your name sounds more evil than "Zarthlog, baron of slaughter."
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>>5101991
"You wouldn't be screaming like a little bitch right now if you weren't terrified. Poncho, get a cloth and carry him to the operating table... then I need all the water we have."
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>>5101991
No more talking, torture now. Honestly I'm fine with finding a new dealer. I'd rather prefer to take my frustration out on this guy.
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>>5101998
+1
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>"I'm not stupid, I can see that you're baiting for a deal. Fine then, spell out exactly what you want me to do. However, my patience is running thin so if you keep up being unhelpfull, you'll learn the joy of waterboarding.
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>>5101998
>"You wouldn't be screaming like a little bitch right now if you weren't terrified. Poncho, get a cloth and carry him to the operating table... then I need all the water we have."

>whoever is in charge of naming shit in your rebellion really needs to be kicked hard in the balls then kicked out.
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I'd also like to point out we will just keep decapitating your movement till we get a more agreeable leader.
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>>5101991
>>5101998
>>5102030
+1, torture now. I am fucking done with this dude and his fucking rambling. Chances are he's also just going to cut supplies immediately if he gets back too.

Bonus disrespect, don't even use his body as necromancer ingredients. Just chuck it out on to the street and let it decompose.
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>>5101991
>"I'm not stupid, I can see that you're baiting for a deal. Fine then, spell out exactly what you want me to do so I can convince you I'm not a magic asshole. I refuse to call myself a Splak, it is a silly name."
Can I please just buy some fucking drug ingredients already
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>>5101998
+1 but also
>"Holy shit, whoever is in charge of naming shit in your rebellion really needs to be put down or transferred out or something, first splak, and now your name sounds more evil than "Zarthlog, baron of slaughter."
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>>5101991
>"Holy shit, whoever is in charge of naming shit in your rebellion really needs to be put down or transferred out or something, first splak, and now your name sounds more evil than "Zarthlog, baron of slaughter."
Mixed liquids? Are the elf commies actually eating the rich?
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>>5101998
>>5102030
>>5102091
>>5102074
>>5102199
>>5102214
>"You wouldn't be screaming like a little bitch right now if you weren't terrified. Poncho, get a cloth and carry him to the operating table... then I need all the water we have."
Poncho looks around, grabs a small rag, and picks up Theodore like a sack of potatoes.
>"By the way, Holy shit, whoever is in charge of naming shit in your rebellion really needs to be put down or transferred out or something, first Splak, and now your name sounds more evil than "Zarthlog, baron of slaughter.""
He simply sneers and lobs a impressively accurate spitball right at your face.
>"Eat shit. I'll never break."
Waterboarding is simple, you simply strap him down, tilt the table, place the rag over his face, and pour the water in, giving him a tiny time to choke up any water before continuing. After around 5 minutes, you stop and let him cough some extra out.
>"It's not that hard, Theodore, just tell me how you get the berries, and what the hell is the liquid, I then let you go, and we never have to see each other again."
He simply laughs and... wait, what the shit? He was definitely British when he first started talking, but now he definitely has some weird French accent.
>"Eet shit, you're not going to be able to get the berries without running your ass off, and you can't make the liquid without the help of the rebellion."
You strap him under for another five, and he gives the same response (this time is this weird accent that makes hi unable to pronounce "O" properly).
You strap him under for another, and now you're thinking of a new offer. To be perfectly honest, you don't feel too conflicted about... castration, but you have absolutely no medical knowledge, spells, or supplies, and while you're pretty sure you can't die of blood loss from the balls, if someone did that to you, you'd probably swear revenge on them no matter how unreasonable it was... at least until you learned how to grow them back.

Wat do?
>"Alright, fucking hell, what the hell do I need to do in order to convince you to work with me?"
>"Look, how about this, I'll give you a break if you just tell me what the liquid is."
>"What makes you so special anyways."
>*Talk to Blueberry* "Not to shit all over your freedom fighting, but at least some of these guys have to be jealous of magic, right?"
>Write in
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>>5102524
>"What makes you so special anyways."
>*Talk to Blueberry* "Not to shit all over your freedom fighting, but at least some of these guys have to be jealous of magic, right?"
Well now that we tortured him, working with him is off the table forever, so might as well see if we can get the next in line.
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>>5102524
castrate then rats. Tell Poncho to do it.
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>>5102548
Look, I know QMs stepping in is bad form, but you do realize theodore specifically said that whoever was next in line would write this whole "sell drug supplies" venture off if he died right? Just making sure you didn't misread anything. k sorry bye.
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>>5102555
Fucks sake. No one should be this tolerant to torture. Alright, I'll bite the bullet and go with the on the rails option. asshole

>>5102524
>"Alright, fucking hell, what the hell do I need to do in order to convince you to work with me?"
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>>5102524
>Lets try Chinese water torture then
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>>5102524
>"Alright, fucking hell, what the hell do I need to do in order to convince you to work with me?"
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>>5102555
I was thinking of bribing the next in line with magic, not that they would continue the operation without an incentive.
Just trying to make the best of the situation, because at this point it's best to just abandon the drug selling.
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>>5102652
>because at this point it's best to just abandon the drug selling.
Kinda agree with you. Is selling drugs really worth the hassle if we have to deal with +30 willpower hippies with the mental fortitudes of demi-gods? Absolutely not. I'd rather kill this level 20 QM Donut Steel insert than work with him, but there's not much we can do.
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>>5102524
>Write in
I don't really care about making drugs to be honest, I just want to raise to dead. I could easily find another venture, really I only went for drugs because it was convenient at the time, and had very enthusiastic helper.

Its one thing to want to martyr yourself for a cause, but its another to die as a nameless or forgotten footnote without anyone to really care of appreciate what you tried to do.
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>>5102657
>implying I would want to be a hippie knife ear
You can still totally kill him, I think I just overestimated how important the drug stuff is to most anons. ...and should probably not made him a semi-communist. You'll be able to get another way to make space eventually. Also he's like every rebel trope I hate rolled into one.


>"Alright, fucking hell, what the hell do I need to do in order to convince you to work with me?"
He spits once more in your general direction. At first this was infuriating, then it became mildly annoying, impressive for a brief moment, and now it's just mildly gross.
>"...While I am loathe to deal with Splaks, and my resistance has a replacement line set up... It would hinder our planned attacks for the following months."
He tries to spit again, and now you're not sure if it's because he's been waterboarded or he's just a shitlord.
>"50% of the profits from your drugs, and you return my sister so I can undo your brainwashing... and your word to never hinder my efforts for the righteous fight, nor will you brainwash more civilians. "
Right, he must be getting high off his own supply. He's not gonna get any more reasonable even without his balls making him... ballsier... that was in your head, and that still sounded stupid.

Wat do?
>"Right, fuck that. Voxl, you still wanna kill this guy for calling you a kid?"
>"Right fuck that. 17% at best, I'm already sharing profits with someone else... actually, 10%, and Blueberry stays with me, she's here consensually and she has a... health condition."
>"For saying something so dumb, you get to die by dry drowning."
>"Fuck no. Drug dealing isn't that important anyway. ...However, information on a magic city is, congrats, you've been upgraded from being tortured for drugs to tortured for magic shit!"
>Write in
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>>5102652
>>5102657
I think we can just make medicine, I bet everything is magic based to some degree so having some decent chemistry non magical based drugs would probably do wonders for the common folk, and probably be easier and less of a hassle to make.

I'm also curious as to who really even buys his shit, it seems to need a certain amount of magic makers to make use of the stuff he's selling.
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>>5102687
>"Fuck no. Drug dealing isn't that important anyway. ...However, information on a magic city is, congrats, you've been upgraded from being tortured for drugs to tortured for magic shit!"
>Write in

Blueberry's here on her own accord, I don't tie her up or chain her to a room, She can leave anytime she wants, and I don't have any brainwashing abilities otherwise I would have made you strip naked, and smear animal dung all over yourself while trying group and hug all your resistance members while you constantly try to shove their hands up your butt.

Also for a commie, you sure do like to exploit the workers for their labor, like some parasitic "splak".
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>>5102687
>"Right, fuck that, drug dealing isn't that important anyway. Voxl, you still wanna kill this guy for calling you a kid?"
I'm fucking done with this faggot.
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>>5102687
>"I don't do brainwashing. I have a very limited spectrum of magic to play around with, and mental magicks isn't part of that spectrum."
>"And that number... Tsssss, it's a little bit on the scale of 'Absolute Bullshit'. So lets play a game called 'You'll give me a reasonable split for someone who does jack shit or I break off one of your fingers and force-feed it to you'. And if we run out of fingers before we reach a reasonable agreement, then congrats, you've been upgraded from being tortured for drugs to being tortured for information! Because in the end this drug business is just a side hobby for me that happens to pay well. With that in mind, I suggest you reconsider your current position very carefully."
>"Oh yeah and Blueberry is non-negotiable. Deal with it, loser."

>I think I just overestimated how important the drug stuff is to most anons
I just wanted to necromance, not deal with fucking Elf Lenin over here and his followers misdirected passion project. From the sounds of it we'll have to fucking put the whole thing down if we wan to just Nercomance in peace, because otherwise they'll just come for us eventually even if we're just on our own doing necromancy things.
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>>5102716
Support.
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>>5102687
>>"50% of the profits from your drugs
Yeah no we're already giving Pig a cut of our drugs, and we'd get a better deal from him. We're killing him now.

>>5102691
Agreed. maybe Solana's drug making skills can transer over to alchemy and medicines.

>>5102699
>Also for a commie, you sure do like to exploit the workers for their labor, like some parasitic "splak".
This. He's the worst kind of communist, a hypocritical one.

>>5102707
+1
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Right, first off, FUCK that split. Pig's already taking forty-fucking five percent of the profits, and even if you manage to find someone trustworthy or train your undead to deal the drugs so he gets his cut down to thirty, you'd still only be getting...
100x.7x.5=35
35 fucking percent of what you rightfully deserve, and it's probably even lower in the end cause of manufacturing costs. ...You are totally going to renegotiate that split... well, actually that seems kinda tedious, you just wanna get on to the bone zone, but all this mafia bullshit is so tiring. ...You really hope giancia's corpse is fun to play with at least.

Second off (though not in importance) no fucking chance you're going to pawn Blueberry off to Elf lenin/stalin/trostsky/boris. At best she becomes a serious drain on their coffers and she eventually just runs back to you, worst case scenario, the rebellion gets corrupt and she becomes a pleasure slave and commits normal unalive on herself to get out of it.

>"Alright, first off, for a commie, you sure do like to exploit the workers for their labor, like some parasitic "splak"."
>"Pah! I would not be dealing with you filthy drug-peddlers if I had a choice, but it is for the revo- what in gonar's name is a communist anyway!?"
Finally, the one place that hasn't been corrupted by communism, SPA- ANOTHER WORLD!
>"Well, now you get to understand how I feel when you keep throwing around "Splak". Second, fuck you. I'm at least 90% sure I am literally incapable of ever casting mind control on anything with a pul- actually, Poncho, do you have a pulse?"
>"CHECKING NOW. ...I DO NOT."
>"Right. Anything with a pulse, and Blueberry can leave anytime she wants now, I don't tie her up or waste my magic on stupid curses, and if I did have these brainwashing abilities, I would have used them to make you strip naked, eat rat droppings, and group hug your resistance members while you try to peg them in the ass."
Voxl makes a face at you.
>"...wait, how'd you know about my tribe's rite of passage?"
Oh wow. That is a whole shitload of issues you don't wanna get into. Back to communist elf-man.
>"So, now, I've decided what to do with you."
>"Honestly, fuck the drugs, more trouble than they’re worth at this point, so it’s not worth trying to keep you alive throughout a castration. So now we’re going to play one more time, this time, we’re going to break your fingers one by one, make you eat them, and if you don’t hurry and wisen up, all that’s going to change is that you’ll be tortured for information on the city instead of being forced to supply drugs. On that note, do you like raw or cooked meat?”
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Before you say anything else, Voxl runs up to elf-lenin and fucking clamps down on his left hand, ripping off his thumb with his left hand. Blueberry flinches, and Janna winces as well. Theodore screams in pain. Voxl shrugs.
>”What? Lizardmen eat anything, and this guy still called me a kid, and it’s not like he would have broken just under threat of finger food. …I only swallowed half of it, so you can still force him to it still.”
Wait, he’s confusing you again, are kobolds a subspecies of lizardmen or is it the other way around?
Theodore has finally begun to show signs of physical pain, which is... aw fuck, he hasn't been strip searched, and waterboarding is like, a great torture technique, he probably has something on him that helps them with this shit.
>”W-wait, a Sp- CASTER like you… you really don’t care about anything other than your craft, do you?”

Wat do?
>”...please tell me you’re not retarded enough to sell millitary secrets to enemy nations in hope of toppling the regime. Also, Voxl, get another finger.”
>”NOT GIVING ME DEETS ON HOW THE DRUGS ARE MADE OR THE MAGICAL CITY OF PRICKS! ANOTHER FINGER VOXL! THIS TIME YOU CAN HAVE THE WHOLE THING!”
> “Fun fact: humans are able to bite off fingers like carrots, but a mental block prevents them from doing so to other humans. However, you aren’t a human, and as such…” *do the bite yourself* “...nothing against elves… that aren’t you, you suck. Blueberry, you’re cool.”
>“Aw, did bitchboy steal a magic spell to deal with drowning but can’t handle a little Fin-GORE!? Voxl, for your loyal service and showing initiative, you can have... two this time.”
>Write in

Personally, I find writing this prick to be super tedious, so I’m enjoying this just as much as you guys.
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>>5102912
>No, but you have neen so fucking annoying that you lost good boy rights.
>So tell me the deets to drugs, magic or any secrets, and we just end this alreadyninstead of dragging on, because this dumb shit is painful for all of us. Maybe except for Voxl
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>>5102912
Good idea Voxl! You keep biting fingers, and I'll search his pockets.
Command some rats to help with searching his entire body. Have a rat climb up his ass too, incase he has some kind of enchanted artifact up there.
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>>5102921
No no, let's take a few more fingers.
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Honestly biting his finger off ourselves seems more brutal. It also shows there's more strength than our incredibly limited magic talent
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>>5102926
As much as it would be cathartic, it means dealing with this fuckhead for more. Just get the info and kill him already, it's not like he is going to supply us after being tortured anyway, specially since he hates casters.
I just wanna raise corpses for gods' sake.
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>>5102936
The guy has been bullshiting up for the past few posts. He owns us a few fingers. And-

>Theodore has finally begun to show signs of physical pain, which is... aw fuck, he hasn't been strip searched, and waterboarding is like, a great torture technique, he probably has something on him that helps them with this shit.
this makes me believe we should stripe him, then try torturing him again. If we exhausted all torture option, then we're killing him. What we fail to do, is ignore him whenever he talks, which distracts us from torturing him.
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>>5102956
But if we don't atleast hear whatever info he gives, than this whole shit has been a waste of time.
Torturing him for torturing sake is just being petty honestly, just order Poncho to crush his head if you just want him to suffer and die.
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>>5102969
Now, if you torture him for more info and then get rid of him, I would atleast understand.
We have better things to do than just skinning a commie and not even getting something out of it, like raising the big boy with that skeleton pile, or beggining to work on the 6 shooter.
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>>5102975
you're actually done prep work on both big boy and six shooter.
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>>5102912
>”W-wait, a Sp- CASTER like you… you really don’t care about anything other than your craft, do you?”
FUCK IT! Spit it out you little shit! The second he calls us some slur or slits on us, I want Voxl to bite more fingers. If hes going to be a supplier, hes only getting 20%, AND we get the first few shipments on the house. I'm tired of his bullshit.
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>>5102982
But we still got to raise them don't we? Or did I miss that part somehow?
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>>5102985
yes, because you said "beginning to work" I thought that you thought that the six shooter wasn't ready to be raised yet. My bad.
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>>5102912
>>“Aw, did bitchboy steal a magic spell to deal with drowning but can’t handle a little Fin-GORE!? Voxl, for your loyal service and showing initiative, you can have... two this time.”
Y'know, I still think we might be able to get him on side by trying to infuse him with magic... but he's an obnoxious cunt. We could always try "can we manipulate life-force???" experiments on him, though. Might be more effective than this torture shit since we don't really have the attention span for it.

>>5102982
Oh right we have all the skeletons we need for superbigboy, huh? Neat.
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>>5102993
That's all right, it really does give off that meaning now that I reread it.
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>>5102996
I kind of want to see if we can remove an arm, and replace it with a skeleton arm prosthetic. That way if he tries to remove it, it will kill him.
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>>5102996
>>5103042
Doing some experiments on him could make the torture productive, but do we have a place to keep him locked? Like a cell or an empty basement? I'm not very keen on letting him go, I have a feeling he is going to backstab us as soon as he can.
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>>5103137
We'll just have to kill him if it comes right down to it.
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>>5102924
>ass rats
We want hamsters for that.
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>>5102912
>>Write in
Strip him of all clothes and take off any magical stuff he has on him and call him a two faced lying splak jealous hypocrite for using magic.
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>>5102996
Get him on our side? Our friend kicked him in the teeth, another bit a finger or two off, and we're torturing him. That's kind of off the table, but I do want to hear what he has to say to us now. Until we kill him.

>>5103137
A simple solution would be to have some zombies sitting on him. Elf's are twinks, ergo he wont be able to overpower several hundred pounds of dead meat.

>>5103218
Alas, rats are all we have, but they will work all the same.
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>>5103310
>Not know your rodents and their intended application and uses.
HERESY!
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>>5103218
Isn't it supposed to be a gerbil?
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>>5103572
Gerbils are for women and queefers.
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>>5103572
>>5103594
Rats are for people we don't like.
Aren't there weirdos that shove mice and small rodents up their butts? Think we could make a profit off of that by pimping our undead rats?
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>>5103601
For the love of all that is holy. Cease these perverted thoughts.
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>>5103601
Please do not prostitute the undead rodents.
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>>5103610
>>5103617
Fair enough. What about undead prostitutes?
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>>5103620
erm, thats sort of borderline aint it? Plus it would attract alot of heat if it got out, so no... for now....
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>>5103620
It could probably only work in this shithole we are right now, and I doubt it would be even that profitable. But maybe we can offer one to Pig for his harem or get a deal with some other powerful degenerate.

Talking about the city, there have been some mention of there being an upworld or surface, are we undergound like the underdark?
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>>5103669
I do believe we are under a city in its slums of sorts.

Honestly it's probably why we haven't been hunted down for heresy or some bullshit along that line.
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If I counted correctly, there are two votes to strip them, outstripping the other options that seem to only have one vote each for now. Also, there is not a market for anal rodents in this world... but there is one for undead prostitutes, in a fashion.

>"Voxl, you get to nibble on his fingers while me and the rats get to strip search him."
>"Suar thing baws!"
He clamps down again on his left hand, just drawing blood instead of ripping anything off.
It's a bit tricky to strip him of anything, but the rats take care of it pretty okay. As soon as they strip off his shirt, you see this weird amulet around his neck, a diamond with what looks like black liquid swirling around it a along with... two things that you should really be wearing, an eyeball and a small hand that... does not appear to be shrunken.
Theodore scowls, but glances at Voxl lapping up his blood, and thinks better of saying anything.

Wat do?
>"Explain what all this shit does, or else Voxl gets another snack."
>"Jesus man, I get that you're probably real fucking pissed at the nobles since you're a revolutionary guy, and doubly so since they're the actual posterboys for "fockin' knifeears" but killing kids is a bit much, dont you think?"
>*Continue searching*
>"Write in"
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>>5104279
>"Explain what all this shit does, or else Voxl gets another snack."
If he so much as swears or spits at us, we're taking fingers. End of story. I dont give a shit how much QM tries to railroad us.
Take. Fingers. If. Rude.
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>>5104279
>"Explain what all this shit does, or else Voxl gets another snack."

Also let's maybe not decorate ourselves with the severed limbs of children.
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>>5104279
>>"Explain what all this shit does, or else Voxl gets another snack."
Child murderers get the rope.
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>>5104279
>*Continue searching*
>"Explain what all this shit does, or else Voxl gets another snack."
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>>5104291
>>5104311
>>5104317

>"Explain what all this shit does, or else Voxl gets another snack."
He sucks in a breath.. and spits again.
>"What did I just say you moron? Voxl, take the index finger this time, we're getting rid of anything useful first. Don't move onto the other hand yet though"
He nods, and before the elf can do anything, there's a popping noise as Voxl decides to tear it off after biting through his fingers.
>"F-fine."
He makes another coughing noise, and voxl prepares to lunge at the middle finger this time, but he simply dry-pukes.
>"The gem... it... lessens and reverses the effects of one act of torture a day... waterboarding... magical flames... it was how I was able to resist drowning for so long. ...It was designed for magical torture, so... I'm not to sure what will happen to my lungs..."
He stops.
>"C'mon Trotsky, I'm not a idiot, the eyeball and the hand have to do something as well."
He grimances, but takes a breath before continuing.
>"The eye was taken from... I think the head of house aidwek... it... serves as a easy way to... restore lost eyesight."
>"Alright, the hand? Also, you better not be a child killer."
He looks at you in fury.
>"I- "
He almost yells, but glances at Voxl, whose eyes have sort of started glazing over and he's licking his... lips? He takes a deep breath before continuing.
>"I would not do that, elven races have... "stretched" lifespans in comparison to... you are a human, of sorts, like your kind. Our mental development is... similar, if slightly faster, but our bodies do not reach your equivalent of... 16, or 18 until 50. I-I do not recall when you humans consider someone to be of a-age."
>"The hand was taken from a 25 year old, same house as the eye. It has a enchantment that allows the one bonded to it to open doors the... provider was able to in life."
He stops and his eyes sweep the room before continuing."
>"...If you were to kill me, all the items on me would cease to function."

Wat do?
>"Wait, how the fuck are you fleshcrafting magic items if you don't have any magic? Also, keep biting fingers off if he's rude Voxl."
>"...Let's test that eye. Janna, you wanna pop his eyeball?"
>"I'm not a dumbass, you only said the hand was bonded to you. That's the only thing that'll stop working if you die... and by extension, it's how you get your "nova berries" aren't they?"
>Write in
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>>5104353
>>"I'm not a dumbass, you only said the hand was bonded to you. That's the only thing that'll stop working if you die... and by extension, it's how you get your "nova berries" aren't they?"
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>>5104356
This

>>5104353
Let's take away the Gem. Voxl. Take a pinkie and let's see how well he does.
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>>5104356
>>5104353
Wait so does that mean we can just take the hand and eye, leave the guy barely alive, then go take the berries for ourselves? Am I understanding this right?
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>>5104366
I imagine we'll have to do some magic shenanigans to get them to bind to us or Blueberry instead, but that's what it sounds like.
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>>5104368
Fantastic, if the guy panics, then that's probably the right thing to do
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>>5104353
>"I'm not a dumbass, you only said the hand was bonded to you. That's the only thing that'll stop working if you die... and by extension, it's how you get your "nova berries" aren't they?"
>"Your level of stupidity and hypocrisy just keep getting bigger, because to have these magical items mean you got someone doing fleshcraft for you. Which means you are capable of dealing with magic users without chinping out, and you chose to do it when you got captured. For no fucking reason."
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>>5104392
+1 to this.
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>>5104392
>"I'm not a dumbass, you only said the hand was bonded to you. That's the only thing that'll stop working if you die... and by extension, it's how you get your "nova berries" aren't they?"
He simply nods.
>"Yes... along with my knowledge of some hidden entrances and tunnels forgotten due to the nobles constant remodeling..."
Holy shit would this retard stop trying to bait you into letting him go?
>"Your level of stupidity and hypocrisy just keep getting bigger, because to have these magical items mean you got someone doing fleshcraft for you. Which means you are capable of dealing with magic users without chinping out, and you chose to do it when you got captured. For no fucking reason."
He scowls (again). He bites his tounge before continuing slowly.
>"I am not a moron. While many many many magic users are nothing but corrupt worms, a select few are... not unsalvageable. We work with some in... limited capacity, though recent events have made that hard... However, they are not the ones making the items! We... found something... to aid in our revolution. Truly, a sign from the gods that our mission is righteous!"
...wait a second, you feel like you're supposed to be having a revelation of some sort, but have no idea what.
Janna suddenly facepalms
>"ohferfuck'ssakenotthisshitagain."
As you glance towards Janna, you notice Blueberry has turned a slight shade of green and is glancing at you, motioning towards the door as well as her jacket.

Write in
>"Janna, are rebellions fueld by flesh artifacts common in this fucking place, or..."
>"Sure, you can leave, or light up. I don't think you'll know too much about this anyways."
>"And that something is....? Voxl, you can have... fuck it, the whole ha- actaully he might bleed to death, just the rest of the fingers on his left if he doesn't cooperate properly."
>Write in

I shoulda just made this guy a hippie like I originally planned to... ugh. Well, at least this forced me to flesh out my lore.
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>>5104392
Yea exposing his hypocrisy seems like the best idea.

Also keeping a hold of those items and asking the local magical mobster inthusiatests may give us a more enlightening explanation of what these items do and how we can exploit them for our own benefit.
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>>5104420
Let's go see what Blueberry wants. Glare at Theo on our way out.
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>>5104427
Blueberry just wants to leave or light up cause she's getting squeamish. She's used to corpses but not blood.
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>>5104430
Oh. Well, I'm a dumbass.
Then:
Nod to acknowledge that she wants to leave and ask: "Janna, are rebellions fueld by flesh artifacts common in this fucking place, or..."
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>>5104420
>"Janna, are rebellions fueld by flesh artifacts common in this fucking place, or..."
>"Sure, you can leave, or light up. I don't think you'll know too much about this anyways."
>"And that something is....? Voxl, you can have... fuck it, the whole ha- actaully he might bleed to death, just the rest of the fingers on his left if he doesn't cooperate properly."
Janna could you heat up a pig iron so I can Cauterize his stumps?
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>>5104420
>"Janna, are rebellions fueld by flesh artifacts common in this fucking place, or..."
>"Just tell me secrets already, so we can end this before you pass out due to pain or bloodloss"
Make it look like we are going to free him, but the "end this" is actually just killing him. If we let him go he is going to snitch us to a dickass wizard, to a paladin order or an adventurers guild, no doubt. And then we are going to have to deal with a conga line of murderhobos at our door.
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Ow
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>>5104973
What?
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>>5104791
We dont have to let him go, and we dont have to kill him. All we need to do is take away the Gem hes wearing so we can properly torture him for the location of the berries. We can find the berries if hes dead after all.
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>>5105019
no update today, new years. The gem lessens the effects of one act of torture a day. It was set to waterboarding, using literally anything else would work on him with normal effectiveness.
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>>5105120
Enjoy your new years day QM.
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>>5104442
>>5104791

You give Blueberry the thumbs up, and she quickly leaves the room. You hear the distinct sound of a bong being... gurgled? You don't really know how normal drugs work, even less these weird fantasy ones.
>"Janna, are rebellions fueld by flesh artifacts common in this fucking place, or..."
She rolls her eyes at you.
>"Ugh, remember how I mentioned people who pretend to be Necromancers using old shit "the forces of good" forgot to burn? Yeah, sometimes random fuckwits dig up some artifact and end up just using it without actually knowing what it is, and this is probably that."
>"It sounds retarded when I say it like this cause of how dangerous these things usually are, but y'know, a normal shmuck isn't going to be able to tell the difference between a death god giving you a blessed item, normal magic loot, and something that's just evil magic."
Theodore glares at her, but remains silent. You decide you've had enough.
>"Well asswipe? That true?"
Elf-Lenin sighs and grits his teeth while answering you.
>"It is not a cursed artifact, it is something given to us by the gods! Even if it were not, they planned for this discovery to happen, for our tyrant of a ruler has cast out the gods, doubtless he fears holy retribution!"
Well, he's probably in denial... Or he genuinely can't tell, his intelligence doesn't seem all that good. You do wonder about how active gods are in this world though. Probably won't help you with your 4, they seem to be outsiders, but it'd be a good idea to know if zeus can smite your ass at full power, half power, or will send a paladin after your undead ass if you shit on his name. You really don't feel like talking to this shitface anymore, you've gained a pounding headache.

Wat do?
>"Well, thank you for finally fucking cooperating after wasting so much of my fucking time. As a reward, you get to keep being grilled for info and keep the rest of your mangled hand. Hey Janna, wanna see me raise some dead?"
>"Wait, what the hell do you mean "cast out the gods"? "
>"Look, I get your whole "eat the magical assholes thing" but wouldn't have the gods sent paladins after your city if it was that bad?"
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>>5106345
>Raise again the finger of the guy, they might come handy.
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>>5106345
>"Well, thank you for finally fucking cooperating after wasting so much of my fucking time. As a reward, you get to keep being grilled for info and keep the rest of your mangled hand. Hey Janna, wanna see me raise some dead?"
Someone tie him up, have zombies sit on his, and let Poncho go about guard duty. Voxl should keep a pig iron in the fire place to cauterize our prisoners wounds. Feel free to torture him, just dont kill him. Take his waterboarding necklace, feel free to sell it or something.
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>>5106345
>"Well, thank you for finally fucking cooperating after wasting so much of my fucking time. As a reward, you get to keep being grilled for info and keep the rest of your mangled hand.

>"Look, I get your whole "eat the magical assholes thing" but wouldn't have the gods sent paladins after your city if it was that bad?"
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>>5106345
Hey Hold one guys wait ..... What if we chopped off a hand or limb, then tried reanimating it, and stitching it back onto the guy and tell em, if you piss us off, your hand/arm will strangle you to death.
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>>5106374
I like it. Let's do it.
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>>5106374
Can we actually not mutilate ourselves because of a really stupid idea please?
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>>5106384
Anon he's talking about chopping off the elf's hand. Ffs, not ours.
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>>5106345
>"Well, considering how the Gods are, I wouldn't put it oast them to give the artifact because it would be funny"
>"Now give me all the info and the torture stop. And for your reward for cooperating, I'm chopping off your arm and replacing it with an undead one."
I just feel like being sarcastic and saying that our experiment is a "reward"
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>>5106406
And probably this one too
>"Wait, what the hell do you mean "cast out the gods"? "
Because I hunger for LORE
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Lore dump, since the mangled hand and undead hand votes directly contradict each other.

>"Wait, what the hell do you mean "cast out the gods"?"
Theodore scowls, though this time it's not directed toward you, he just seems pissy.
>"The fucking Splak's are terrified of Blanks gaining any form of magic or power. With sufficient devotion and sacrifice, any Blank could become a empowered servant of the gods."
>"His solution? Cast out the gods! Any form of church was coerced out, first subtle, then, once they had been driven out and numbers thinned, it was penned into law."
>"The only god we are "allowed" to worship is the lunar aspect of Salogen, and all high-ranking members of the church are Splaks, so no priests exist in the entirety of Lunaris, save for the traitors of our kind and those owned by... not-Splaks, but those are a minority of minorities of minorities."
He falls silent, and seems to realize he's said a bit more than he should have, but glances at Voxl again. He mutters out the next few sentences out of his mouth.
>"...Our nation is already... isolationist and full of archaic traditions, so no one on the outsides suspects a thing."
>"Visitors are easily guided into the parts of the city the Tyrant wants them to see as well..."

Wat do?
>"Thank you for being useful. As a reward, you get to keep your hand. I'm taking your necklace though."
>"Thank you for finally fucking cooperating. As a reward, you get to be my guinea pig."
>"Wait, so like. No holy magic users, except for a few shitty ones? ...How large are your armies by the way?"
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>>5106467
>>"Thank you for finally fucking cooperating. As a reward, you get to be my guinea pig."
Then let's see if we can feel what passes for his commie soul or lifeforce.
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>>5106467
>"Thank you for finally fucking cooperating. As a reward, I'm "giving" you a magic arm"
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>>5106467
>"Thank you for finally fucking cooperating. As a reward, I'm "giving" you a magic arm"
>"Thank you for finally fucking cooperating. As a reward, you get to be my guinea pig."
He's part of some revolution. I don't give two shits. We will be a customer, he will provide goods, we buy his goods with money. I still want heavy discount for dealing with his bullshit.
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>>5106498
And as much as I want to finally be done with this dude, after all that headache he owns us more than just some lore we could have gotten just asking Blueberry and knowing how his two situational artifacts work.
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>>5106498
Adding this too
>"Wait, so like. No holy magic users, except for a few shitty ones? ...How large are your armies by the way?"
Because I just realized the implication that without any clerics, they don't have a hard counter to undead, so if they have a weak army, we can "liberte the poor opressed underclass" in the future.
Nothing like invading a place and actually be thanked for it.
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>>5106467
>"Thank you for finally fucking cooperating. As a reward, you get to be my guinea pig."
>"Wait, so like. No holy magic users, except for a few shitty ones? ...How large are your armies by the way?"
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>"Wait, so like. No holy magic users, except for a few shitty ones? ...How large are your armies by the way?"
Theodore appears to be caught up in ranting about magic-capitalist assholes, and continues giving info he really shouldn’t.
He reels up to spit, but realizes Voxl is just looking for excuses to eat him now, and so he kinda just swirls it in his mouth a bit before stopping.
>“The Tyrant… is nothing but masterful when approaching deception. Officially, only 500 members, 100 for each island. However, the entirety of the guards are effectively in his army, and their numbers triple that.”
His face contorts into pure anger.
>“And then there’s the spellblade legions. Officially, less than 30, only used to protect himself and his filthy sons and daughters, even the ones as old as 12 are hideously corrupt, along with his leech of a harem he calls his wives. In reality, around three hundred, all wielding magical gear and with magical knowledge bought using the blood of my brothers and sisters.”
>“Kept secret and hidden away so he can continue to deceive all other civilizations into thinking he is nothing but a doddering old pacifist. The lower the numbers, the more money is easily drained of the common worker into the army without suspicion.”
Well, that’s nice to know. Around… 2000 normal shmucks, along with 300 magical morons. You don’t think that’s very large.
>"Thank you for finally fucking cooperating. As a reward, you get to be my guinea pig."
He blinks at you.
>”...great… you’re not even one of the ones that have ambition, just another pervert.”
What the hell is he- wait, guinea pigs don’t exist here probably.
>”...It’s like a lab rat moron.”
>”Well, I think you’ll find that quite hard to d-aaaack”
Janna has pried open his mouth.
>”Idiot was going to bite his tongue. Gimmie a sec.”
She stuffs a rag into his mouth.
>”there we go, no idiot suicides today. I’m going to make sure Blueberry’s okay, and maybe inform Pig we’ll definitely have some trouble making more Space if she’s not puking.”
She walks to the door, but pauses as she steps out.
>”Also, you’re insane if you think we can take on the lunar islands like this. ”
Poncho stays behind.
>”SHALL WE BEGIN, MASTER?”
Theodore looks at you in defiance, but you can see tears building up in the corners of his eyes.
Alright, time for some ARM REPLACEMENT!

Wat do?
>Strip off all the flesh of his arm, and try to reanimate the bone
>Rip off his arm, and replace it with a significantly more muscly thug arm
>Rip off his arm, and jam a normal dead arm on
>Do something else
>Write in

>Corpses(Skeletons excluded due to beefy boy)
4 damaged
2 whole
3 thug corpses


Yeah I have legitimately no idea how large/small armies are supposed to be
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>>5107091
>Strip off all the flesh of his arm, and try to reanimate the bone
Could be a nice experiment and also see how our reanimation magic works on a still living host, though make shure he dosen't get any unforeseen boons from our magic, just give him an undead arm that works as well as a normal arm nothing more nothing less
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>>5107091
>Strip off all the flesh of his arm, and try to reanimate the bone
Then, only if he behaves,
>Rip off his arm, and replace it with a significantly more muscly thug arm
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>>5107133
we could even make it modular skele arm.
Regular skele arm that he can coat in rags or something for regular work, and heavy duty thug arm for when he needs to crush something.

Convert the pleb populares into realizing that he has to if not stamp out then limit degeneracy, not fight the people in charge. Get in charge and limit their excesses.

And maybe a slight vision shift from asshat commie.
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>>5107179
Sounds a little unhygienic?
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>>5107193
Not really. If he has the shoulder socket also stripped of flesh and animated, and then can socket whatever arm he wants. Plug and play.

Basically treat it as a prosthetic from the get go, that can be upgraded to cyberware. a bit.
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>Strip off all the flesh of his arm, and try to reanimate the bone
I got it, you like flesh magic item. Here is your own one, you won't lose it that way.
>Give him a magic bolt ability
Using your newfound power, now supply us correctly. We might even help you overthrow the tyrant. However, it won't be free. We want to establish on Lunar Island, and then establish a contract. The dead will be raised, and used for labor. We'll give you whatever noble zombie as a personnal butler. and we will be provided sufficient other materials for our... researches. Win-win in my opinion.
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>>5107091
~2500 makes a fair amount of sense if it's a medievalish setting; armies numbering the tens of thousands or millions is a fairly modern thing or something, historically, more or less exclusive to the Chinese or Great Empires. There's many historical conflicts that were decided with "armies" barely numbering a hundred.
Let's start with something that isn't likely to immediately endanger his life: start by seeing if we can feel his life-force or soul and then seeing if we can manipulate that. We can see about grafting a corpse arm or something more dramatic afterwards.
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>>5107091
>Strip off all the flesh of his arm, and try to reanimate the bone
Skele arm for the commie!
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>>5107091
>Cut off his arm, reanimated it, and sew it back together.
>Replace his hand with the magic door opening one, it's bound to him, maybe it will be easier.
It's not like the doors it would open are in this house anyway.
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>>5107227
Then how would he control the arm?
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>>5107378
Maybe with magic? Although starting with just the forearm would be better, one step at a time.
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>Strip off all the flesh of his arm, and try to reanimate the bone
Alright... how do you do this? Well, just using the surgical tools are out of the question, you don't really know how, and he'd probbably bleed out halfway as well.
Wait, you literally just developed a spell to strip a entire body to the bone, surely you can just do that for the arm! You reach out with your magic, and as you do so, you feel a resistance to your magics within his arm. It doesn't seem to be magical in nature, its more like... your magic has a force repelling it. You probe around for a few minutes before forcing it, expending a surprising amount of energy. As soon as you do, theodore screams, and you watch as the arm starts to grey up and slightly grow wrinkly, though he's still clearly in control of it as he spasms. You start the spell, and his arms are shredded into pieces as it falls all away, with blood gushing from his shoulder. You really, really hope fantasy logic is going to keep him alive long enough for this. Voxl is visibly nervous as you glance at him, and before you realize it, he's scampered out of the room.
>"MASTER. I RECCOMEND EXPIDITING THE PROCESS."
Poncho uses his meaty claw-hands to apply pressure to the wound, slightly stemming the torrent of blood. You extend your hand and you chant and focus as you try to raise his hand. As you do, you're vaugely aware of a force pushing it away from you once again. You pour every ounce of magic you can into it, and you're about to throw up before you feel a sort of click within your mind, and the drip-drip-drip of blood out of the stump of theodore's arm stops. His arm looks no different from before, but it's infused with dark magic now.

You haven't realized this before, but it's still practically night. Around... 4:30Am maybe? That explains why the Pig's supply guys haven't shown up.

Wat do?
>"Alright, Poncho, I'm going to go take a nap, you stay here and guard the bitch, and if anything interesting happens, wake me up."
>"Alright, you blue-skinned fuck, am I going to have to go Quitarch on your ass, or are you willing to work with me PROPERLY now?"
>"Theodore, I'm going to unstrap your left arm. You are going to try to move it, then I will try to move it with my magic. If you disobey me, or try to escape, I'm going to do this to your other arm."
>Write in
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>>5109008
>>"Theodore, I'm going to unstrap your left arm. You are going to try to move it, then I will try to move it with my magic. If you disobey me, or try to escape, I'm going to do this to your other arm."
Though we should really experiment with life-force and souls while we have a living experiment lying around. I don't know why we're doing this retarded shit.
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>>5109008
>>"Theodore, I'm going to unstrap your left arm. You are going to try to move it, then I will try to move it with my magic. If you disobey me, or try to escape, I'm going to do this to your other arm."
>>5109021
Why? Because we can.
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>>5109008
>"Theodore, I'm going to unstrap your left arm. You are going to try to move it, then I will try to move it with my magic. If you disobey me, or try to escape, I'm going to do this to your other arm."
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>>5109008
>"Theodore, I'm going to unstrap your left arm. You are going to try to move it, then I will try to move it with my magic. If you disobey me, or try to escape, I'm going to do this to your other arm."
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>>5109021
I personally wanted to see if it was possible to glue that magic artifact hand on him, because it would mean potential upgrades for our forces in the future if we got around artifact or fleshcraft making.
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>>5109021
I feel obligated to mention you guys asked for a supply of living people cause your flame spell didn't work properly.


>"Theodore, I'm going to unstrap your left arm. You are going to try to move it, then I will try to move it with my magic. If you disobey me, or try to escape, I'm going to do this to your other arm."
He weakly nods, and you unstrap his arms with a bit of magic as Poncho glowers over him.
>"Alright, start by moving your forearms...."
After a couple of minutes, it becomes pretty clear that he retains most of his motor functions, though it's a bit stiff and clumsy at times. You can't tell if that's because of him not being used to it or it's just a permeant loss due to the modifications. Whatever the case, it took him around 5 seconds to form a proper middle finger when you asked him to move his fingers, though you punished him for that. Not too much, you want him alive, at least until you can see how far this can go.
>"Alright, now, go limp. Don't resist."
You tug on the arm with your magic. It responds quickly. After a few minutes of experimentation, you are able to manipulate it at around the level Theodore was. And now, for the entire point of this whole experiment.
>"You are to remain limp."
You command the arm in the same way you command your less intelligent undead, a very simple one. "Block whatever I throw at your host".
You grab some congealed flesh and chuck it at your prisoner. The arm twitches and spasms at it sails towards his face, and wildly swings at the mass of rotten flesh as it comes within range. It's no mean elegant, and it creates a shotgun splatter effect as the flesh blob splatters all over theodore. You throw a couple more things, and the arm twitches and spasms as it tries to block everything.

Wat do?
>"Alright, experiment's a success. Poncho, keep watch while I go take a nap."
>"Congratulations Theodore! My magic has taken root within your skeletal structure now! That means if you don't obey my commands, I can control you and force you to slaughter all your friends!" *This is a bluff.*
>"Well, Theodore, it seems that you have three options. You either fucking work for me without any bullshit, kill yourself, or force me to do this to all your limbs, then find a way to do this to your brain so that you have no option to work for me."
>"Welp, I've learned all I've needed to from you. Voxl can eat you for dinner tonight. Shouldn't have asked for such a bullshit split anyways, bye!"
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>>5109144
>>"Congratulations Theodore! My magic has taken root within your skeletal structure now! That means if you don't obey my commands, I can control you and force you to slaughter all your friends!" *This is a bluff.*
Or is it? We could probably make it a reality
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>>5109144
>"Alright, experiment's a success. Poncho, keep watch while I go take a nap."
Tell Poncho or Voxl to wake you up when the next delivery guy comes. I want to run this experiment with a living creature like a dog so we can see if we can control a person entirely.
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>>5109146
We definitely should try this out. In fact we should get some of our rats to abduct a few living ones from the severs for us. If it'll work on a rat, we can work our way up to dogs, then people.
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>>5109144
>So Ted, conhratualtions, you now got a magic arm, just like your fleshcrafted artifacts! The gods must really like you. Now, no need to thank me, I just love me work.
>Would you be interested in having that magic artifact hand fused as well? Would be very convenientxto not need to carry it around wouldn't it? Oh what am I saying? You don't get to choose.
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>>5109144
>"Alright, experiment's a success. Poncho, keep watch while I go take a nap."
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>>5109203
This.
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Three way tie for napping, bluffing, or continuing the experiments. Will pick a random one after 11pm tonite and post update in morning/afternoon depending on when I wake up.
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>>5110409
*if there's no more votes
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>>5110409
>>5110410
just roll a 1d3
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>>5109144
>>So Ted, conhratualtions, you now got a magic arm, just like your fleshcrafted artifacts! The gods must really like you. Now, no need to thank me, I just love me work.
>>Would you be interested in having that magic artifact hand fused as well? Would be very convenient to not need to carry it around wouldn't it? Oh what am I saying? You don't get to choose.
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>>5109203
>supporting
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>>5110409
It seems that the votes have swung to cutting off the ressurected mangled hand and replacing with the magic artifact.
Let's see if more anons will vote and tie it again, it happens a lot.
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>>5110528
>>5109203
I dont see the point of attaching the magic hand hes wearing around his neck to his arm. I wouldnt fuck with it if we can, because it might destroy or fuck with the enchantment.
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>>5110753
This is an experiment, the point is to find out what works and what doesn't.
The hand is useless for us anyway, we don't know who it belonge dto and waht doors it opens, it's bound to him, and letting him go with just a bluff after all the shit we done is a huge gamble.
So might as well learn if we can use artifacts and fleshcraft in any futute creations, and how they would interact with living beings rather than just have something collecting dust.
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>>5110779
But we can do that by testing it on animals, then on him so we dont destroy the hands enchantment by accident. The arm is what we'll use to control him, so we can still do buisness with him, but if the magic hand is rendered nonfunctional them theres not much use for him.

I'd prefer the cautious route than ruin all this time spent trying to hey this guy to cooperate, only to shoot our own foot and not get the materials to make the drugs.
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I just want to go back to raising dead, not spending another 50 updates teaching this skeleton hand to tickle Theodore's balls when it's socially unacceptable to do so. Can we just kill this man and be done with it already.
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>>5110781
What do you mean all the time spent trying to get him to cooperate? The drugs already went down the drain the moment we started torturing him for 4 or 5 updates straight.
They got dudes fleshcrafting artifacts, they will see through our bluff of the evil arm once he goes back.
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>>5110783
Agreed, just sew the hand to see if it works so we learn something and than kill this faggot who has put the quest on hold for weeks.
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>>5110783
ikr. I've almost dropped this quest because we're autistically torturing some rando commie instead of doing conductive experiments on him or doing actual spooky necromancer shit.

>>5110785
What the fuck is your obsession with this hand artifact?
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>>5110799
Because the shitty hand will stop working when we off him, so might as well see if fusing magic things makes them lose the magic or not so we know if we can do in the future without breaking something that actually matters.
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>>5110800
We really shouldnt kill him after all this effort to torture him. Uts counter productive.
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>>5110784
Just because he knows a fleshcrafter doesnt mean they'll instantly recognize what a necromancy controlled arm looks like. Besides, the arm is set to kill him when he tries to betray us. We gain nothing from trying to attach the hand back onto him.
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Frankly I'm sick of writing communist elf, so I'm going to railroad you guys into not talking into this fucknugget just a tiny bit. ...I honestly originally was going to make him a truly ineffective hippie-type revolutionary, but my autism got the better of me.

You grab theodore 's skele-arm, and
>"So Ted, congratulations, you now got a magic arm, just like your fleshcrafted artifacts! The gods must really like you. Now, no need to thank me, I just love my work."
>"Would you be interested in having that magic artifact hand fused as well? Would be very convenient to not need to carry it around wouldn't it? Oh what am I saying? You don't get to choose."
He looks at you in fear, and struggles against his restraints a bit. It's useless of course, but you feel like you've spent a inordinate amount of time on this asshole, so you get some satistfaction out of that.
You grab his weird not-really-baby-hand amulet, and begin chanting while the stump is slowly forced onto the skele-arm. Theodore continues thrashing, but you think it's out of pain rather than being a shit-fuck. As you slide the hand onto the bony hand, you can detect noticeable amounts of dark magic radiating from the hand. It's different, and noticeably stronger than yours. However, it feels more like... a film of dark magic containing... some more magic hidden inside. As you slide it completely onto his hand, a sudden burst of black light jets out of theodore's eyes, and you hear a muffled wail and he suddenly drops his head to his side and falls unconcious. You expended a decent amount of energy during this whole shitfest, but you're still pretty filled up.

Wat do?
>"Poncho, guard the fucker, I'm going back to bed. Wake me up when the suppliers arrive."
>"Alright, I'm nice and warmed up. ...Poncho, you're going to be a big brother." (Go raise six shooter and Beefy boi)
>Write in
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>>5110993
>"Poncho, guard the fucker, I'm going back to bed. Wake me up when the suppliers arrive."
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>>5110993
>"Alright, I'm nice and warmed up. ...Poncho, you're going to be a big brother." (Go raise six shooter and Beefy boi)
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>>5110993
>>"Alright, I'm nice and warmed up. ...Poncho, you're going to be a big brother." (Go raise six shooter and Beefy boi)
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>>5110993
>"Alright, I'm nice and warmed up. ...Poncho, you're going to be a big brother." (Go raise six shooter and Beefy boi)
It only took us like seventeen updates to get to the important bit.
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>>5110993
Changing vote to this
>"Alright, I'm nice and warmed up. ...Poncho, you're going to be a big brother." (Go raise six shooter and Beefy boi)
What happened to our rats?
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>>5111027
>>5111037
>>5111047
>>5111053
Nothing happened to your rats, they're just scurrying around the room, which is now called the lab, cause calling it "the room where you raise dead" is really clunky.

>"Alright, I'm nice and warmed up. ...Poncho, you're going to be a big brother."
You prepare yourself to raise Ponchos new siblings, and Poncho strides over to you as you gather up the three ghouls and finish moving the bones into place.
>"...WHILE I DO NOT REQUIRE COMPANIONSHIP, THIS GESTURE IS APPRECIATED."
You call over your whiteskull and purpleskull as well and position them over their respective bodies, six shooter gets the white skull, and purple gets the huge ass body. You decide to work on six shooter first. As you chant, the three ghouls are suddenly smashed together into a flailing mass of flesh, they scream and try to claw their way out, but their bones twist and snap, finally forming a ghoul body with three lanky sets of arms, as well as... four legs ending in sets of claws. You did not think that would happen. It's head blooms like a putrid flower, and a tendril of dark magic shoots out and pulls the whiteskull back in before sealing itself back up, though you can still see the lines. As soon as it closes, you hear six-shooter laughing.
>"hehehehehehehehehehhehehkeakkeahdashahahahi'maliveyesyeysseyeseyse"
Great, you raised a crackhead. Whatever. Thankfully, while being questionably stable, it's at least loyal and intelligent enough to get out of the way while you raise their little-big brother.
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You begin your spell again, and the skeletons violently rattle and shake and you continue. However, instead of forming into a complex structure of a bone colossus, they begin to melt. Aw fuck. However, the spell doesn't seem to be broken, so you continue chanting and waving your arms, as you do so, purpleskull begins to twist and deform as well. It's flames grow more vibrant in color, and horns twist from it's head as it grows more and more massive, large enough to devour half a man within it's newly developed square jawline, full of fangs, and it's newly formed four eyes glow with malice. This is taking a incredible strain on your magic. As you continue, the melted pool of bone and marrow twists itself into the form of a beast, much like a gorilla, but with serrated claws, spines, and a deadly tail ending in a point. As you do so, a feeling that you've never felt before washes over you. You're entirely out of magic. Your knees go weak for a second, but suddenly, you gain a sudden burst of strength, though the pain you feel is much more intense compared to when you're normally running low. As you finish, the bones have seem to grown their own mass, resulting in a massive semi-bipedal form almost five meters tall. The Skull attaches itself to the body and lets out a terrifying howl.
>"*Snarl* Master-lord, I-I am ri-risen. *Hak*"
As you stand back and admire your creations, you're suddenly aware of the blood that's currently pouring from your eyes. You barely have time to realize something's gone wrong before you straight up just pass out. As you wake, you see the worried form of blueberry holding you in a hug in the main room.
>"H-hey, Anon. Y-you're okay, r-right?"
Poncho is standing behind her. You don't feel completely powerless, but almost completely devoid of all strength, just enough to stand.

Wat do?
>"Poncho, any idea what the hell happened?"
>"Blueberry, did Poncho's brothers escape?"
>"Ugh, did we miss the Pig guys? Cause if I did, I'm going back to sleep."
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>>5111091
>"Ok, what happened after I passed out?"
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>>5111091
>>5111096
This. Also make grabby hands at Blueberry because it's lap pillow time.
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>>5111096
This

>>5111091
Ask for snacks.
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>>5111114
Did we ever crack into the Doritos and Mountain Dew our 1337 god gave us?
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>>5111116
I dont thing do
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>>5111096
>>5111114

You adjust yourself so that your head is resting comfortably on Blueberry's thighs. It's nice.
>"Ok, what happened after I passed out?"
>"NOTHING OF NOTE. THE SUPPLIERS WILL BE SHOWING UP SHORTLY, BUT BOTH OF MY... BROTHERS ARE STILL LOCATED WITHIN THE LAB."
He pauses before continuing.
>"...I HIGHLY DOUBT IT WAS SOMETHING YOU COULD HAVE ALTERED, BUT THEIR PERSONALITIES SEEM TO SUFFER GREATER FLAWS THAN MY OWN."
Great, it wasn't summoning jitters, six-shooter is probably actually a crackhead. ...You really hope it's only personality wise, Blueberry is cute and all, but you doubt that the amounts of drugs she asks for are anything approaching reasonable. Other than that possibility, you doubt that he'll be too insufferable.
>"Hey Poncho, could you grab that bottle and bag I left in the lab?"
Poncho salutes and marches to the Lab, grabbing the bottle of "undead brew mountain dew" and bag of"green tea Doritos". ...You don't think they were packaged, but you chalk it up as the gods throwing you a bone.
As you drink the surprisingly decent dew (the chips were disgusting, you balked at the taste, and Blueberry spat them out as well) you feel a small flow of black magic come from the bottle. It's not much, but you no longer need to wobble on your feet. ...Blueberry sharing the bottle with you could have helped out as well. You ask Blueberry where Voxl and Janna went.
>"U-uh, well, Janna went off to notify the Pig t-that the guy sh-showed up, and she had a fight scheduled... Voxl just went b-back to bed."
Before you can talk further, a Knocking sound comes from outside. Great, gnome bitch is back. ...At least Voxl isn't here to cock things up with her, though she doesn't seem very helpful in general.
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Gazef and Sarah walk in, and you exchange some mindless pleasantries with Gazef as Sarah just walks around and takes notes. Before long, a large stack of bodies are sent in, around 20 in... rather serious forms of decay. The freshest couldn't have been killed more than a month ago. However, what really interests you are the living subjects, around five of them. Sarah pipes up as you examine them.
>"...If for some reason you have moral quandries about doing this, all of them are from the Bandinos, so you were going to kill them anyway."
>"...The Pig would also like a minimum of five dead raised, and instructed to obey HIS commands, at the very least, if you're able to handle that."
There's also a large crate of drugs wheeled in, along with some more food, and Blueberry excitedly grabs it and drags it near the table in the main room.
Sarah looks at it in frustration.
>"Do you have any space available to sell in order to aid in the expenditure of our finances to aid you? Also, I am obligated to remind you that our demands will not be as easy as todays.
She sighs before continuing.
>"Also..., the Pig..."
She grits her teeth as she says this.
>"Apologizes for the intruder, as well as his inability to meet you to discuss such matters, tomorrow morning is the easiest time for him to meet you in person. You will go to the perfect pigsty if you agree to such."
>"Is there anything else?"
She says all of this in a rather impatient tone.

Wat do?
>"Yeah, I'd like the corpses not to be in absolute shit condition please?"
>"Medical books, anatomy, that sorta stuff."
>"Could you increase the corpse supply a bit?"
>"Sure, I'd like you sell you some Space. *Hand over 4 batches of shitty space and 1 batch of Blueberry space*"
>Write in
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>>5111153
>only 1 batch of Blueberry space
Didn't we have her make more? I figure we sell it all; Blueberry's got a big stash right there (although we should let her keep some next time).

>"Yeah, I'd like the corpses not to be in absolute shit condition please?"
>Also more
>"Medical books, anatomy, that sorta stuff."
(But only if we didn't see any in the stacks of books in the study)
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>>5111153
>"Yeah, I'd like the corpses not to be in absolute shit condition please? If you have five Bandinos lying around to be used as living test subjects you can get corpses that aren't a month old too. The Pig will get his undead when he provides proper materials."
>"Sure, I'd like you sell you some Space. *Hand over 4 batches of shitty space and 1 batch of Blueberry space*. Make sure you properly portion out this one here (motion to Blueberry Space) as it's strong enough to make your average druggie overdose in a single snort. Dead customers are not return customers, though I guess they could make good corpses instead."
>"Also it seems my drug material supplier hates my guts for no reason, so chances are we won't be making much more Space if we can't find another supplier. You should probably let the Pig know that."
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>>5111166
>>"Also it seems my drug material supplier hates my guts for no reason, so chances are we won't be making much more Space if we can't find another supplier. You should probably let the Pig know that."
Yeah, probably worth mentioning.
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>>5111153
>"Sure, I'd like you sell you some Space. *Hand over 4 batches of shitty space and 1 batch of Blueberry space*"
>Write in
Put some rest traps in the sewers or something. I could use more rats.
I can make my undead take Pig's commands, but they'll always be loyal to me, just so you know.
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>>5111153
>"Yeah, I'd like the corpses not to be in absolute shit condition please?"
>"Sure, I'd like you sell you some Space. *Hand over 4 batches of shitty space and 1 batch of Blueberry space*"
They'll only be as good as what you get me.
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>>5111168
>>5111172
Fucking hell I thought I accidentally deleted my post. 4chan is slow for me.
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>>5111153
>"Yeah, I'd like the corpses not to be in absolute shit condition please?"
>"Sure, I'd like you sell you some Space. *Hand over 4 batches of shitty space and 1 batch of Blueberry space*"
>Turns out the intruder was the supplier all along, so the drugs will dry up from now. Unless you can smuggle things from the Lunar Elf kingdom
>I hope the Pig knows that even if I tell the undead to obey him, they will always obey me first. Can't remove that, it's a feature from necromancy.
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>"First off, I'd like some better quality corpses next time, you got me five living prisoners, surely you can manage to at least make half of the corpses fresher than a month."
You vaguely recall seeing anatomy books on the shelves, but those were mostly about animals and such.
>"Also some anatomy books, on, humans and elves, and y'know, thinking things, those are useful."
Sarah seems relatively neutral to the first request, but her veins seem to pop at the second one, though she tries desperately to stay calm.
>"Also, here's some space."
You hand over the four shit batches and the one top-tier batch. Sarah seems to calm down a bit.
>"Thank you. We will have to take roughly 40% of the cut, the champion managed to haggle down The Pig 5%, and while he isn't requesting it, I would greatly appreciate it if you stopped making batches of..."
*She gestures to Voxl's batches*
>"THIS quality. The financial benefits are already slim, and the reputation damage makes it even worse, though the benefits of more copper and silver are unarguable. Anything else?"
>"Uh, so turns out the intruder was the guy giving Barry the shit for space, and he kinda hates my guts due to the whole magic caster thing... not even black magic, like, just the concept of me having magic and having power at the same time pisses him off. Communists, am I right?"
>"Anyways, I can still make a fair few batches, but we're fucked on supplies currently unless you manage to smuggle in nova berries, from the lunar kingdom and we still need a mystery liquid. I am torturing them for information though."
Sarah sighs again.
>"...That is... extremely unfortunate. The Lunar Islands are extremely isolationist and peace lo-"
>"Actually if the guy isn't blowing smoke out of his ass you could probably sell them slaves cause apparently their nobility is shit."
She blinks.
>"What?"

Wat do?
>"Look, it's just generic shitty noble antics but magic, I'll tell your boss about it."
>"Oh yeah, how often do people randomly find dark magic artifacts around here? ...It sounds like it's overly common."
>"Uh, it's a reference to a popular book series from my homeland, don't worry about it."
>Write in
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>>5111213
"You wanna interrogate him yourself? We've still got him locked up in..."
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>>5111213
>"Look, it's just generic shitty noble antics but magic, I'll tell your boss about it."
>"Oh yeah, how often do people randomly find dark magic artifacts around here? ...It sounds like it's overly common."
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>>5111213
>"Look, it's just generic shitty noble antics but magic, I'll tell your boss about it."
>We live in a underground slum and are asking how people can be shit? Sometimes the ones trying to look the most like innocent are the one with the most skeletons in their closet. The non-moving type of skeletons.
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>>5111215
If majority of anons suggest that, should we negotiate for a bonus or better percentage for finding an "in" for more lunar berries, should we give them the dickhead as a gift, or should we grit our teeth and interrogate him ourself for his secrets on how to get the space berries?
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>>5111221
I'd rather not deal with him anymore, and I have a feeling QM doesn't either. Might as well outsource dealing with him to Pig and friends.
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>>5111221
>>5111225
Outsourcing sounds good to me, we get the benefits and don't need to deal with him anymore.
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>>5111225
>>5111226
Should we keep and sell his waterboarding necklace?
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>>5111231
Might wanna keep that for now. We can always sell it later.
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>>5111231
Better to keep it, it may be useful, even if we end up just study how it works.
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>"You can take him if you want if you want more information, I still got him in the back, but I kinda knocked him out by grafting his arm to a flesh-artifact thing he made from another dark artifact for torture... I can probbably command it to strangle him unconcious if he tries to esacpe... actually, how common are those!? Janna talks about fake necromancers popping up like it's Mcdonalds franchises, and the buff guy mentioned some jackass nuking one of your contacts."
Sarah pushes her eye glasses up before stammering out a answer.
>"I- We would, uhm, be more than happy to take over interrogation for you. No i-insult to your skills, but I doubt you could do anything beyond the basics of interrogation without serious permeant damage."
>"...I don't really care about permeant damage, as far as I'm concerned, I can just throw his corpse in a freezer until I'm good enough to raise... revenants? wights? What do you call intelligent undead that remember their lives again?"
>"U-uh, well, we'll certainly take that into consideration. As for your query on the dark magic artifacts, it-it's not exactly common, but incidents have ranged back as far as around 75 years if my memory serves me, and a proportionally drastic increase has happened in the last 10 years, b-but it's never been more than once or twice a year, and occasionally it's just a trinket or essentially completely useless."
>"I-Is there anything else?"

Wat do?
>"Nope. Not really..."
>"Uh, I did raise two more undead like Poncho, but I haven't given them a test run yet."
>"...Oh right! You got any baby arms lying around? I need them for a undead so they can reload crossbows better."
>"4 high quality swords, as well as hand-crossbows. I might be able to make them myself, but id like a temporary fix for now."
>Write in
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>>5111564
>>"...Oh right! You got any baby arms lying around? I need them for a undead so they can reload crossbows better."
>it *doesn't* have to be baby, small race can do fine too
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>>5111564
>"4 high quality swords, as well as hand-crossbows along with two tower shields,I might be able to make them myself, but id like a temporary fix for now."
>>5111573
We can just make the arms with animal bones of just breakdown larger bones to make them with our ability to manipulate bones
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>>5111564
>Write in
Can you set up some rat traps in the sewers? The kinds where they climb into the bucket and fall off an oil slick roller?
https://youtu.be/pYCqWSz6lNg
We should make a rat king that commands a swarm of undead rats for us.

>>5111573
+1

>>5111652
Poncho said that bones swords can be stronger that steal or something, and because they're made or bones we can always repair them with necromancy. The crossbows we'll probably need......unleeeessss we make some sick ass flesh crossbows made of flesh, bones, sinew, and tendons.
https://youtu.be/VvGLssuzdJg
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>>5111658
>>5111573
This.

We need more rats. A lot more rats. Undead rat swarms would be awful to deal with if you are not a mage or don't have AoE.
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>>5111652
+1
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>>5111573
>>5111652
Support.
>>5111658
We can make them, but we haven't made them yet. So it's just a temporary thing u til we get around to mass crafting them.
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>>5111895
Temporary things cost money, these guys dont cater to us because we're friends, they do it because this is buisness. If we ask for high quality sword, which arent cheap in fantasy settings, it's going to cost a lot of money. Sameish for the crossbows. Theres no harm in practicing making our macrabre weapons of war for the future.
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>>5111682
Let's see if we can get some equipment for raising colonies of rats, insects and other small animals. Also traps. We'll let Voxl take care of the actual dirty work. Worse case scenario: bugs aren't useful for necromancy but they feed the rats we're raising to make more undead rats.

Since this guy is not letting his rats go and we don't wanna spend too much time on it.

>>5111895
That can be our project for today: equipment. I mean, I wanna see if we can use bone to make armor inspired by pic related.
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>>5112015
I think we talked about this, but raising colonies of rats takes a relatively long time, plus we would need to feed them. Granted we can feed them human corpses, using only skeletons will limit the types of undead we can make. The whole city is pretty much a macrosized vermin farm, it's only a matter of catching and turning them.

Pic related what do you think necromancer armor will look like?
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>>5112025
Our rats seem to have the ability to turn their own, if we're going to take a proactive approach to adding to their numbers then it's less labor intensive for us to start a base colony and raise them ourselves (especially since we can keep track of which rats produce lines that Raise better and apply eugenics/selective breeding to get the best results). It would be easiest just to send them into the sewers to take that shit over themselves, but this way we can a renewable source of rodents.

If we start bug colonies at the same time then we can feed the rats those as well as whatever left overs our other minions don't eat. Would also make Pig's people not hate us and betray us before the two month deadline we've got.

As far as aesthetics... eh, I figure it'll be flexible for whatever we need it to do at the moment. Sometimes a guy needs to be a living tank. Sometimes he just needs a little protection and the ability to move.
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>>5111573
>>5111658
+1 to both of these also
>"Uh, I did raise two more undead like Poncho, but I haven't given them a test run yet."
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>>5111573
>"...Oh right! You got any baby arms lying around? I need them for a undead so they can reload crossbows better."
>"it doesn't have to be a baby, small race can do fine too."
Sarah blinks.
>"Uh... I'll... see what I can do."
>"Also, you guys got any rat traps or supplies for them? The type with oil bowls and, uh, rolling pins? Also any type of bug would be great, there's some flying around, but I need like, buckets of them."
>"Yes, those are... possible."
You notice she's visibly sweating right now.
>"Oh right, I did raise two more undead like Poncho, but I haven't given them a test run yet... Also one might need like, a bigger doorway for the lab. Speaking of that, Poncho and Six-Shooter would like... 4 swords and six hand crossbows. Nothing high quality, and I'll probably return them before long."
Sarah scribbles down the demands and gathers up her stuff and says goodbye in a shaky voice, saying that's about as many requests as you can make for a single day, and they aren't able to deliver all that in a day either.
Poncho asks you a question as they go out of sight.
>"I DOUBT YOU INTENDED FOR THAT MASTER, BUT I BELIVE THAT SHE INTERPERTED THE REQUEST FOR BABY LIMBS OR THE LIMBS OF SMALLER RACES AS A THREAT, DUE TO HER UNWARRANTED AGRESSION TOWARDS THE MERCENARY AS WELL AS HER GENERAL DISREPECT TO YOU PRIOR. ...ALSO, OTHERS MAY FIND A REQUEST FOR BABY LIMBS SOMEWHAT DISTURBING."

Wat do?
>TO THE LAB! *Whipcrack*
>Check on Blueberry
>Go to the study
>Take a nap to restore power, you're still kinda drained.
>Write in

You guys basically went from like, a minus one to a hundred in their eyes of how extreme you could go.
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>>5112213
Oh well, spooked mafia-people are mafia people not fucking up our shit
"Welp."
TO THE LAB!
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>>5112213
>Check on Blueberry
>Take a nap to restore power, you're still kinda drained.
L A P P I L L O W
>>5112015
As soon as we rest up and fulfill our undead quota, I can support we start trying to craft equipment. The first few are probably foign to be somewhat subpar, so we can give them to some of the ghouls.
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>>5112263
We could probably test and see if our existing undead will follow orders from people we tell them to; it'd lower our quota some (it's not like Pig'll know the difference from what we already had to what we raised specifically for him). If we assume he's going to ask for ~5 undead a day that's ~300 undead for two months; we can probably power through that in a week (at least if they keep up with the supply) and then focus on experiments. Let's not tell them that's what we're doing--it'll raise expectations/demands--and just do it.

Maybe check the study for any books on blacksmithing too.
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>>5112213
>Check on Blueberry
>Take a nap to restore power, you're still kinda drained.
We also need to hammer out the personality problems with our new minions, it won't do to have them completely unhinged.
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>>5112015
The key to necromancer equipment is preservation so it doesn't rot away(bone can only go so far). We would also need to figure out how to either treat it to be stronger or use raw materials from monsters that are naturally superior to their metallic counterparts. One thing we should look into is animating dead wood and recruiting an alchemist to treat corpses and materials. As well as getting a surgeon for 'modifications' of undead and corpses. After all their already dead so no need to worry about not holding back.

Corpse crafting+necromancy is when shit gets really crazy. As the only thing holding you back is a lack of materials and expertise. Its also an easy way to upgrade otherwise lacking and weak undead. As well as further boosting powerful undead and creating special gear.

>>5112213
>Take a nap to restore power, you're still kinda drained.
To be fair having a reputation like that, being seen as unpredictable, and or crazy can be very beneficial for us. After all nobody wants to fuck with the crazy unpredictable necromancer.
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>>5112274
Pig just wants around 2 per day for a month, around 120, and he apparently is a stickler for contracts.
But if he breaks it, or try to use our undead against us (and fails) after the bandinos are destroyed and the deal is over, we just drown him and this shitty city in corpses for violating the NAP.
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>>5112300
Oh right, I couldn't be arsed to check how many he wanted. We can still see if any of our minions will listen to him though.
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>>5112309
You know, I think we should raise more than the 2 per day than Pig asks, maybe like one extra, but never deliver that one.
So we have around 60 more undeads in reserve should any gang try to backstab us after the big fight, since I think our forces are going to take the most casualties because of meatgrinder horde tactics.
Question is where we could hide an army.
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>>5112346
Sewers? We want to take over for the rats anyway.
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You go check on Blueberry, who is currently sorting the drugs into separate categories, as she shoves some into her fluffy yet rather dirty jacket.
>"H-hey there Anon! I-it's great how they got us all this stuff, right?! I-I even managed to get them to get Janna some of that weird powder she mixes into her drinks s-sometimes! ...Also a bunch of r-really cool drugs! I-I saw some stuff from K-Kronos, so maybe you'll be able to meet them soon!"
That's nice to know, and at this point, you're at least 50% sure her magic stats were put all into poison resistance, or CON, whatever. You listen to her go on about drugs for a little while, apparently Kronos's drugs are surprisingly clean... though it doesn't really matter to her, she's taken stuff that's outright dropped people within seconds and asked for more according to herself.
Voxl's woken back up at this point, and is currently on "guard duty" and by that, you mean he's set up his crossbow to point directly at the door and is keeping a eye on it while he munches down on a bag of jerky and is smoking a cig.
>"Won't shewt da blondie, dun' werry, baws."
You lie down for a brief nap on Blueberry's lap, you wake up from Blueberry nudging you slightly.
>"S-sorry... I need to go to the washroom..."
You're not at 100% yet still, but you're decently topped off. You thank Blueberry for her help (she blushes) and you head off to the lab, where Poncho's brothers await. ...Yeah, bulk boy is not getting out of this room, Poncho already needs to hunch a bit to get in, but his little-big brother is about half as long as a T-rex and just as tall. Around 5 meters, Jesus. Six shooter drops down on all... eights, no, TENS and crawls towards you as they frantically rambles, their voice randomly peaking and dipping..
>"hellohellohellobosscanicallyoubossordoyalikemastermoreorgeneralorsupremecommander."
>"mantheseguysareboringthelittleguysdonttalkandthebigonesfunnybutivebeenheresolongandtalkingtoaguyfortoolongisboringcanwedosomethingnotboringplease?"
Bulk boi lumbers at you
>"*GHUK* Greetings-Hi, M-Master. Who does this one n-need to smash-break-eat?"
You hold up a finger, and rapidly raise 5 shit-tier corpses with little care or effort, you doubt the PIG expects too much of you as of now. You'd love to experiment with them more, but you really should deal with these two first. Six-shooter seems loyal, but easily excitable, and the big guy seems kinda... bloodthirsty.
Poncho stands next to you, perfectly Silent.

Wat do?
>"First things first, I'm in charge. If shit goes south and I go down, Poncho is in charge. Also, he's your big brother, and you listen to him in general."
>"Alright, six-arms and fourlegs, your name is Sarape, and Big guy, your name is now Sombrero." (Suggestions from last thread)
>"...Poncho, I feel like I'm the only one that speaks normally in this entire place."
>Write in
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>>5112392
>"Alright, six-arms and fourlegs, your name is Sarape, and Big guy, your name is now Sombrero." (Suggestions from last thread)
>"First things first, I'm in charge. If shit goes south and I go down, Poncho is in charge. Also, he's your big brother, and you listen to him in general."
>You guys are going to have to hold the fort for about 2 months, but then we are going to have an entire aiege to to go through. But don't worry, knowing my luck something interesting is going to pop up until then.
>And Sarape, while Master works, you can call me big boss if you want.
>Now let's try to find a way to get Sombrero out of this room.
This is big, but should cover everything we need. And the Big Boss is not nescessary, but I find it entertaining.
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>>5112408
What is a aiege. I can't tell what it's supposed to be.
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>>5112550
S is right next to A on the keyboard. It was a typo for siege.
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>>5112578
Although maybe attack or fight would be a better word than siege, the gang's hideout should be well defended, but I don't know if they would be entrenched or have stockpiles.
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>>5112392
>>"Alright, six-arms and fourlegs, your name is Sarape, and Big guy, your name is now Sombrero." (Suggestions from last thread)
Although pointing at them or calling the six-shooter Six:Four would work a bit better.
>>"First things first, I'm in charge. If shit goes south and I go down, Poncho is in charge. Also, he's your big brother, and you listen to him in general."
"... I'll introduce you guys to my allies later. As far as what's going on: we're nominally working for a crime boss for the next, oh, two months or so? Things should be pretty calm until then at which point it'll probably turn into a shitshow.
"The plan is to experiment, get a better understanding of my powers, and build up a large enough army to weather that shitshow. Which you both are going to be a big part of."
"Sarape, call me whatever makes you happy, buddy; Sombrero any chance you can shapeshift or condense down into something that can fit through doors or do we gotta break shit?"
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>>5112408
Supporting.
>Big Boss
Snake-anon?
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>>5112787
+1
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>>5112872
Don't know who that is, I just like to make metal gear references.
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>>5112408
>"Alright, six-arms and fourlegs, your name is Sarape, and Big guy, your name is now Sombrero."
>"First things first, I'm in charge. If shit goes south and I go down, Poncho is in charge. Also, he's your big brother, and you listen to him in general."
>"You guys are going to have to help hold the fort for about 2 months, but then we are going to have an entire siege to to go through. But don't worry, knowing my luck something interesting is going to pop up before then."
>"And Sarape, while Master works, you can call me big boss if you want."
>"Now let's try to find a way to get Sombrero out of this room."
Sarape vibrates with excitement
>"ohboyohboyohboyigotanameithoughtitwouldbelikeaweekbeforeigotanamethankyoubossmasterbigbossoknowsombreroletsgetyourfatassoutofthisroomandhavesomefunfunfun."
>"Me, s-smash-break wall?"
>"DO NOT DO THAT."
After a few minutes of trying really hard to get Sombreo out, which involve several tactics such as: Getting him to roll up in a ball, partially disassembling him, forcing it, trying to make him lie into a flat form and pulling him through, and straight up extracting corpse-fat and greasing him up, it appears that Sombrero is STUCK in this room, so it looks like you will actually have to "smash-break" the wall.
>"S-sorry for me being too big-large to fit-squeeze."
>"awmanthisreallysucksbigbossoverlordsiryoushouldreallyreallyreallyupgradeyourlairlikeevenifyoudidntraisemybrothisbigitsnotevenbigenoughtostoreenoughundeadbutofcourseifyoulikesmalllairsandelitewarriorsthatsyourchoiceofcoursebutwekindaneedabigonenowbecauseofsomberobronow."
This is... a serious problem. While you doubt that a single guy talking about necromancers in a seedy bar is believable, there's no way shitloads of people wouldn't see Sombrero if you moved him outside for a extended period of time, and he's way too large to fit inside a ordinary building. Unless PIG has a actual warehouse comparable to ones on Earth, you're kinda screwed out of being stealthy. While you don't think you have to worry about it now, holy magic does exist, and while this place is kinda a unsalvageable shithole, you don't doubt paladins will bust down the door if they need to.
>"Alright, just... hold tight, I'll see about upgrading the lair or renovating this place."
>"I RECCOMEND REVEALING MY... BROTHER ONCE WE HAVE ESTABLISHED A POWERBASE SIZEABLE ENOUGH TO RIVAL AT LEAST TWO OF THE LARGER GANGS COMBINED."

Wat do?
>Go see if your 5 shitty undead can be compelled to take orders
>Wake up theodore and see if you can force his whole body to move
>Try to make bone swords for Poncho
>"Shit. ...wait, your skull changed before it actually got placed on your head, Sombrero, could you try to... remove your head? Like, not as a method of suicide, just like, disassembly."
>"...Right, Y'know what? I'm just gonna go to Pig's place right now and ask for assistance. ...Sarape, come with me, Poncho, keep a eye on Sombrero."
>Write in
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>>5113344
>>Go see if your 5 shitty undead can be compelled to take orders
The we'll try: "Shit. ...wait, your skull changed before it actually got placed on your head, Sombrero, could you try to... remove your head? Like, not as a method of suicide, just like, disassembly."
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>>5113372
>>Go see if your 5 shitty undead can be compelled to take orders
Support.
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>>5113372
Alright. ...Blueberry has dark magic, so she's out, Theodore has the same problem, and he's a fucking ass, the three brothers are all stronger undead, so that might fuck with things, Janna is honestly rather threatening (You're not entirely sure who would win in a 1v1 situation) and you're not sure if undead are immune to the fear condition... that leaves... Voxl. Actually, he's pretty horrifying once he starts biting, but whatever. You head back into the main room, where you see Blueberry trying to convince Voxl to put something into his cigars.
>"Trusssst me, it's like, safe."
>"Hell Naw, Ahm no moron, I heard yew talking 'bout all dose times everyone ate shit while yew- Oh hay baws, watcha want?"
You bring Voxl over to the lab and command the zombies to listen to Voxl. He wilts as soon as he sees Sombrero and Sarape lurking in the corner. Sarape has seen fit to hide within Sombrero's ribcage and is playing them like a xylophone. Of course, it just makes thwacking sounds.
>"ohcoolalittlelizarddudeisitakoboldoralizardmanicantreallytellhilizarddude!"
>"Uh, sow, wha'' dew I tell 'em ta dew?"
>"I don't know, just don't try to attack me?"
>"Uh, dance?"
The zombies shuffle around slightly faster than usual, than one begins frantically hopping around before he smashes into another one and falls down. You think one is trying to do a waltz with another, but that one just kinda swaying from side to side.
>"Voxl, while this is hilarious, try something simpler."
>"H-help yer buddy up?"
The zombies stiffly shuffle over to the fallen one and all pull him up.
>"Alright, now command them to stay still while I work with Sombrero for a bit."
>"Sombrero, your skull changed before it actually got placed on your head, Sombrero, could you try to... remove your head? Like, not as a method of suicide, just like, disassembly."
>"Remove-tear head-skull! *RAAAK*"
He slams his hands on his chin and thrusts with all his might for a few seconds, but stops after letting out a roar of pain after you hear some cracking sounds.
>"Not-can't remove head! A-Apology! *chk-chk-chk*"
Jesus, what the hell!?
>"yeahithinkmybrosalittleslowerintheheadthanmeimeanithinkponchothinksthesecondfastestbecauseithinkfasterbutithinkhethinksthebestestbutlittlebroislikeslowandnotbestest."
Alright so that's a bust.
>"heyimboredandithinkbrosboredaswellwhydontyougetlizardbrotogethisdudestofightmeandlittlebigbrosoicanhavesomefunplusicanshowofftoyoupleasepleasepleaseimsobooooored."

Wat do?
>"Sure. Voxl, get the zombies to attack them."
>"I'd love to test you out, but neither of you are properly equipped. ...actually, maybe just you, I don't know if sombrero can use tower shields if he's in the gorilla stance all the time..."
>"Not much point, I could probably take them on with some luck just by punching them to be perfectly honest."
>Write in
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>>5113412
>>"Not much point, I could probably take them on with some luck just by punching them to be perfectly honest."
Plus, we do'nt want to damage the shit tier undead
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>>5113412
>>"Not much point, I could probably take them on with some luck just by punching them to be perfectly honest."
Let's check the study for any books on blacksmithing and outsource the thinking on how to get Sombrero out of our lab to Voxl and the others. Then lets make weapons!
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>>5113412
>You know maybe Janna would be up to sparring with you two, she is a gladiator or underground fighter or whatever.
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>>5113482
Also I know she isn't here right now, it's an offer for when she comes back.
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>>5113412
>"I'd love to test you out, but neither of you are properly equipped. ...actually, maybe just you, I don't know if sombrero can use tower shields if he's in the gorilla stance all the time..."
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Moved back into dorms, this is the new trip/code/password or whatever.

>"Eh, I'd rather not, these corpses are for my... partner, plus they're pretty shitty, I honestly think I could just punch em all dead without my magic."
>"You guys were also supposed to have equipment, but... I don't know if sombrero can use shields if he needs to stand like that. ...Please don't try standing up, you might smash the ceiling or trip and break a wall."
>"...I'll ask Janna about sparring later, she is a gladiator or underground fighter or whatever"
>"awthatsucksbutwhosjannashesoundscoolandstrongisshecuteidontthinkanythingcouldbeatlittlebrothoughhessocoolheycouldyouenchanthisribcagetoplaymusic?"
Alright, you're already done all your obligations for the day. There's so much you can do.

Wat do?
>Go brew some drugs with Blueberry
>Try to raise some more dead
>It's time to try and make some bone weapons (Pick which one to do first, sword, sheild, crossbow)
>go to pig to ask about renovations/relocation.
>Go to your study to study magic/history/biology
>Write in
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confirming trip
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>>5115162
>It's time to try and make some bone weapons (Pick which one to do first, sword, sheild, crossbow)
Sword, because if we fuck up we can end up either with a club or a very short spear.
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>>5115162
>Go to your study to study magic/history/biology

We *probably* won't be fighting a bunch for awhile so let's take this opportunity to learn more about the world and biological things we can exploit
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>>5115162
>>Go to your study
... To check for any books about blacksmithing or historical weapons. We can collect some books on the other subjects.
Then:
>try to make weapons
And I guess I'll second trying a sword first.
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>>5115297
You, kind sire, have my complete and unrestrained support.
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>>5115162
>It's time to try and make some bone weapons (Pick which one to do first, sword, sheild, crossbow)
It's time we made swords for our boy Poncho.
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Alright, you decide to head to your study in order to find any resources on weapons, and maybe some history along the way and possibly some biology. Sarape skitters wildly around the room and makes conversation with Poncho and Sombrero, Poncho seems to be in ...a state of great discomfort. He wildly gestures at you in a sort of "we need to talk about this" kinda way, though he doesn't seem to be insulting them or calling them defectives. You also hear the faint groans of... theodore waking up. You skedaddle out of there before you have to listen to him either beg for mercy or yell more revolutionary bullshit.

As you head to your study, Blueberry goes with you, if for no other reason than she's bored.
>"I t-took some Keo b-by, like, accident, it, um, only really works for like newbies, a-and mixing it just gives me a shitty crash."
...Or she's making up shit to spend time with you, whatever, cute.
Blueberry helps you a bit in searching your shitty study, despite your rough organization of the books earlier yesterday, it turns out quite a lot of it is actually historical fiction, or propaganda, you can't really tell what counts as such here. However, you do eventually find a book not entirely concerned with the statistics over some random battle that gives no context.
>"The basics of weaponary."
Blueberry reads(? basically illiterate except for some random shit here and there.) next to you on the oversize slightly musty couch-chair. You do note that this book appears to be rather old. As you scroll through, there's nothing you don't really expect from a setting like this, or even what would show up in a medieval period. It does note a decent quality sword costs around 20 gold coins, and a high quality one can cost almost three times as much. Everything's covered pretty plainly and without much history listed, though it does note that there is a constant debate over if bows or crossbows are better. Bow advocates will say that crossbows mechanisms can easily break and reload slower, while Crossbow advocates swear by its ease of use for rookies and stopping power. Really, nothing special.
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However, it does say two things that interest you greatly. It heavily implies staffs, tomes, and magical artifacts are used by war-mages in order to boost their power level, though there's a blurb about bottlenecks and hands-free casting. There's also some weapons called "racial weapons" showing pictures of what look alike a double headed glaive, a strange cannon connected to a metal cube, and a... green beehive. According to the book, you don't need to be a X to use them, but they're heavily associated with certain races and civilizations, and their techniques and methods of make are closely guarded secrets, and not using them results in a rather inefficient usage of them.

While this wasn't really useful at all, you now have some decent references for weapon creation now. As you head back to the lab, you wonder what you should give Poncho. Swords seem like the easiest thing to do first, short of spears, but you'd like to arm him first, show of goodwill and all that. ...Especially since Poncho obeys your orders much like a human. You highly strongly doubt rebellion is possible, but you feel like he might do something stupid to impress you if he feel neglected. He just gives off that vibe, a bit too eager to please.

Wat sword?
>4x Longswords (Balanced, increases the general grievous vibes.)
>4x Shortswords (+defense -offense, easy blockage, below average reach.)
>2x Greatswords (++offense --defense. Seem extremely difficult to weild.)
>4x Scimtars (+offense -defense. Increased cutting power, harder to catch blades)
>Write in
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>>5115463
https://youtu.be/gcEvwCECYlk
This has to be a requirement. His swords need to be collapsible, glow, and make cool swish swish sounds.
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If crossbows get too expensive to replace, we can just arm Sarape with slings. They're cheap, and potent enough to punch holes through helmets, better if you shape the bullets to fit your needs. Stone bullets would be stupid cheap to make in house, and iron bullets would guarantee that Sarape could penetrate all but the heaviest of armor, more so if his elbows are modified so they can swing more seamlessly for additional rotation.

Sombrero doesn't need shields, I dont understand why some of yal think he does. He can efficiently use a shield if he has a gorillas posture, so the next best thing to do is make Sombrero THE SHIELD. We'll need an ungodly amount of corpse to add additional armor, but it could work. For offensive capabilities we can just add metal spikes to his knuckles that can retract when not in use.
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>>5115463
I'll go for longswords.
>>5115482
Diggin the idea of slings to be honest. with all the arms we can make non stop rotations with one reloading hand and one spinning.
Eck, we can even improve him to put some armblades (like baraka or Scyther) so he's not harmless in melee if the worst should happen.
Just picture a high velocity spinning fan with blade attached.
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>>5115463
>4x Longswords (Balanced, increases the general grievous vibes.)
It's basic, but it works.
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>>5115463
>4x Longswords (Balanced, increases the general grievous vibes.)
Wonder if the Gods are gonna pit him against some Kenobi kinda dude just to fully complete the General Grievousness.
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Longswords! Maybe not the flashiest option, but certainly reliable, plus it's probably what you'll end up arming most of your armies with. They also have the most amount of images within the book, so it's best to start with that. You decide to start with that. Sarape crawls next to you as you enter your lab again, and Poncho turns and salutes with half of his arms.
>"heybigbosscommanderbigbrosbeentalkingtotheweirdhalfbrotheronthetablebuthegotreallymadsoiknockedhimoutandthenhepanickedthoughhewasgoingtoknockhimoutsoimheresoblamemeforknockinghalfbrotherout."
>"...Please, never call that guy your brother. Not in the sense of "you're not worthy" but he isn't. ...unless you're a communist."
>"deathisapreferablealternativetocommunismunlessyousayotherwisegreatleaderoverlordbigbossbosshonco!"
...Thats odd... Elf-Lenin didn't know that communism was a thing, but this freshly born guy does. Whatever, maybe Sarape's just agreeing with you cause you're his boss.

You start grabbing some of the shit corpses. To be perfectly honest, out side of cosmetics, you don't think the corpses age really affects much beyond if it turns into a zombie or skeleton, but it's still kinda insulting. There's also the five prisoners you've gotten lying in the corner. All of them are bound and gagged, but all of them are panicking to various degrees. ...you're at least 60% sure of them shat themselves.
You crack your knuckles, and start using your magic to shape the bones.
The first few attempts are... not great. You just kinda make large shards that aren't really useable. The next few are slightly better, with crappy handles and somewhat of a blade shape, but eventually you progress beyond that. You've started to get the general shape of a sword, but it has no edge, nor any durability, you've let sarape and poncho test them by lightly whacking the flat of the blades against sombrero, which he seems to find amusing. Most of them break after a few blows. The others have no edge. Eventually, you find the trick, you kinda have to keep the shard encased in magic the entire time you're making them, then "dip"it when you finish.

...This used up almost all of your shit corpses from pig, you raised five, it took ten for you to get the process down, and four went to Poncho's swords, leaving only one crappy corpse. You throw it into your normal corpse pile. Poncho examines his swords.
>"THANK YOU MASTER."
Blueberry pokes her head in.
>"Uhm, uh, i-it's lunchtime, and like, Janna's back from her morning fight, sh-she's going to head over to PIG t-to set up her bets for the next f-f-f-few fights. I, uh, mentioned the new undead, and s-she's going to come, like, see them after she's d-done eating."
>"ohheybosscanipleasepleasepleasefightherjustsparringnokillingunlessyouwantany."

Wat do?
>Join them for lunch, explain issue with renovations
>"Alright, I need to work on them, see you later"
>"...Sarape, you wanna just go meet them now?"
>Write in
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>>5116007
>Join them for lunch, explain issue with renovations
>"...Sarape, you wanna just go meet them now?"
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>>5116060
+1 this works
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>>5116007
>Sarape thinks elf-Lenin is his half brother
I guess that magic we used on him was more effective than we thought.
>"...Sarape, you wanna just go meet them now?"
>Join them for lunch, explain issue with renovations
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>>5116060
>>5116224
>"...Sarape, you wanna just go meet them now?"
>"suresuresuresuresureletsgogogogogoimsoexcitedidgivethemsomethingifihadsomethingbutidontbutthatsfineyoucangivememystufflaterweshouldtakecareoflittlebrofirstbutletsgogogogogogo."
He jitters as he attempts to remain somewhat calm as he walks behind you, waving his hands goodbye at Sombrero. Poncho follows. As you walk in, Blueberry waves at you and Sarape. Voxl shuffles slightly away from it, and Janna... well.
>"FUCKING FUCK, WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT FUCKING THING?"
>"himynameissarapeimthemiddlebrotherbutmylittlebroisactuallythebigbronotbecausehesolderthanmebutbecausehesbiggersomybigbroisthemiddlebroinsize."
Janna takes a deep breath, but then tenses right up again.
>"...Anon, did he just say that you made someone bigger than Poncho? Ah whatever, we need more people that can actually talk in this operation."
>"Just make sure, y'know, you never make em so big that they can fit!"
She says the last part as a joke.
>"Yeaaaahhhh... about that..."
After a copius amount of headbanging on the table and wine, along with something Blueberry calls Bliss, Janna finally calms down a bit.
>"Right. So. Fuck. Anon, do not break the walls, I don't know ass about architecture, but that's probbably a fucked idea."
>"I'm not fucking talking to PIG by myself about this fuckshit, you're using your morning visit tomorrow about this. "
>"You fucking refuse to give me a straight answer about where you came from, but let me tell you, we're 90% going to need to move again, we don't fucking raise giant pets and smash our walls into shape, or really smash them at all, most things are one and done here, building wise."


Wat do?
>"Fine. ...Wait, should we get them to visit us so that they know we're not bullshitting?"
>"...I mean, I kinda feel like just Sombrero is enough to take on the gang... maybe."
>"I'm from a whole different Planet called earth, and I was sent here by the gods, we don't have magic, but we have a lot of tech. How many times do I need to explain this?"
>Write in

Pig's name is now stylized as PIG if you can't tell.
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>>5116528
>"Fine. ...Wait, should we get them to visit us so that they know we're not bullshitting?"
>"...I mean, I kinda feel like just Sombrero is enough to take on the gang... maybe."
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>>5116528
>>"Fine. ...Wait, should we get them to visit us so that they know we're not bullshitting?"
>>"...I mean, I kinda feel like just Sombrero is enough to take on the gang... maybe."
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>>5116528
>I've already told you where I came from, and you chose to refuse to believe it.
>"Fine. ...Wait, should we get them to visit us so that they know we're not bullshitting?"
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>>5116528
>"Fine. ...Wait, should we get them to visit us so that they know we're not bullshitting?"
>"...I mean, I kinda feel like just Sombrero is enough to take on the gang... maybe."
>"I'm from a whole different Planet called earth, and I was sent here by the gods, we don't have magic, but we have a lot of tech. How many times do I need to explain this?"
Gonna go with all of the options, mostly because I want to keep saying that some random gods sent us here and see how long it takes until she finally believes us.
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>>5116528
>"Fine. ...Wait, should we get them to visit us so that they know we're not bullshitting?"
>"...I mean, I kinda feel like just Sombrero is enough to take on the gang... maybe."

For the big guy we could practice trying to shape the stone walls with magic like the spell stone shape so we can alter the walls and make changes without having to have people we don't know making renovations while we work
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>>5117617
The plan is flawed as we can only use dark magic
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>"Fine. ...Wait, should we get them to visit us so that they know we're not bullshitting?"
Janna scowls
>"Should have brought it up when bitchface came and fucking visited. Whatever, probably? I mean, they are going to come see Theodore tomorrow anyway."
>"...I mean, I kinda feel like just Sombrero is enough to take on the gang... maybe."
Janna rolls her eyes.
>"In your dreams, maybe, they aren't stupid. I don't know if you're talking about the Bandinos or the PIG's guys, but either way, your guy would probably be able to smash mosta them, but probably not defending you from everything they throw at us the same time. Plus, both PIG and Giancina have been "killed" before, PIG just faked it and just waited for the heat to die down, and Giancina came back three days later and stabbed the poor bastard in the kidneys. ...Always gotta check they're down for real."
She sighs as she downs more grog.
>"To be honest, I have no idea if there's even a building big enough for the sucker, we might have to jump to full out gangwars this week. Fuck."
>"whataboutmeimsoboredivetriedeverythingieven-"
>"Fine, you shithead, I'll spar with you or some bullshit, just wait until I'm done eating!"
Sarape does a multi-handed clap and scuttles away.
>"...Normally I'd be against this bullshit, but I need the extra practice, since PIG's still kinda pissed about the whole "fucked up a chance to get 1/3 of the pie while being able to be lazier" thing."
>"I do have to warn you, I have absolutely no idea how hard I'm supposed to hit these things, so if I kill him, it's not my fault."

Wat do?
>"It's fine, if he dies to a single sparring match to you, he wasn't worth the effort."
>"Hold back a little please? He's supposed to be a ranged fighter and all that."
>"Not a REAL sparring session, just... backflip around the place while I see what I can do."
>Write in
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>>5118056
>Write in
Sit around and spectate the fight. So long as all the parts are there, we can piece Sarape back together no problem. Perks of being a necromancer, you can always use corpses.
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>>5118056
>>"It's fine, if he dies to a single sparring match to you, he wasn't worth the effort."
If she fucked up the head, we can take the head of someone able of rational thought (not Theodore) and plug it instead.
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>>5118080
This
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>>5118080
+1 I don't think she should hold back but also don't want to say he wasn't worth the effort, so going with this.
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>>5118080
Support, what kind of slef respecting necromancer can't fix his creations?
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>>5118080
>>5118134
>"Sure, I can probably bring him back if he dies, go all out, just y'know, not to INTENTIONALLY lethal levels. He was made for ranged, but him being useless in melee would suck to find out randomly."
After that you chow down some more food. Nothing spectacular, though you do eat this weird purple fruit that tastes like a blueberry mixed with a grape, with the texture of a pear.
Blueberry looks a bit nervous, but doesn't pipe up. Meanwhile, Voxls eyes have begun darting around the room in nervousness, but you chalk that up to typical "oh shit necromancy shit" normal people would feel.
As you finish, you walk over to the lab. Sarape is jumping around the room, shaking in excitement. After a few minutes, Janna is ready to fight him. She insisted on using her knives since you told her to go all out, but swears she won't aim for Sarape's weird three mouthed six eyed head. ...you're pretty sure zombies can't die of blood loss.
>"Alright guys... don't kill each other... go!"
Sarape scuttles up to Janna as soon as the fight starts wildly swinging his claws everywhere. You'd probably get hit by that barrage and just fucking suffer, but Janna manages to... Parry? Deflect? She does the thing where you block with the forearm, move in with the other fist and punch a few times, but there's just way too many arms, and Sarape doesn't really feel the impacts, judging from her reactions. Suddenly, Sarape rears up on his hind legs and kicks forward, spending Janna stumbling backwards. Sarape lets out a mad laugh as he skitters towards her, but is met with a small set of knives ending up in his chest. He stumbles, but plucks them out and throws them rather accurately at Janna's legs. However, Janna simply rips off her jacket and throws them at the knives, killing their momentum, and rushes to meet Sarape. Sarape begins wildly swinging again, but Janna weaves through the blows, though she does get a few cut on her face from narrowly dodging a swipe a few times. She closes in before any meaningful damage can be dealt, and POUNDS Sarape's face in with her fist, knocking him to the ground. He twitches a few times before giggling.
>"thatwasfuncanwedoitagainlaterbigbossduemanthiswassofunicantwait"


1/2
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Well, you're not sure what you expected. Honestly not that great of a showing, but you feel like anyone but Janna would have just ate it, and he was holding back a little. Janna is unharmed besides superficial damage. She spits on her fists before she turns to you.
>"Uh, you might wanna take a look at this... Sorry, partner."
...Janna's punch has fucking destroyed one of Sarape's eyeballs, and several of his teeth are broken
>"dontworryimfineidontthinkicanhealmyselfthoughsobigbossalsohastobedoctorfornowsorrybigbossmaybeyoucouldgiveusanotherbrotherorsomething"
>"NO NEED."
Poncho marches over and flames flow from his mouth into Sarape's eyeballs
>"thatticklesticklesticklesticklesfunfunfun"
It's repairing, but, rather slowly.

Wat do?
>"It's fine Poncho, I can handle it."
>"Okay, I need to go raise more dead anyway."
>"Sure, I wanna start making more weapons for you guys anyway"
>Write in


Mechanics of eating: Normal Food tastes good, but your body doesn't need/use it anymore, so it just rapidly rots in your stomach, no poop or downsides other than bad breath.
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>>5118755
>1 )"Okay, I need to go raise more dead anyway."
>2 )Start making more weapons for our guys
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>>5118755
>Good call, Poncho. Take that as a training, you being able to cast "mend Undead" will be an amazing asset in the future.
>"Now, I wanna start making more weapons for you guys"
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>>5118755
>I though you said you didn't have apptitude for magic Poncho? Unless that is just a thing you can do.
>"Sure, I wanna start making more weapons for you guys anyway"
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>"Nice job Poncho, but I thought you said you couldn't cast magic."
>"...THIS IS NOT A SPELL, SIMPLY A FEATURE OF MY "BIOLOGY"."
Nice to know.
>"Alright, keep on doing that whenever possible, being able to heal undead is a great asset, I'm gonna make some more weapons."
You stroll over to your corpse pile and take a look over your pickings.


>Discovered
longswords, bone

>Reference
Weapons of the world: The basics

>minions
9 zombies
1 skeleton (archer)
2 skeleton (club)
9 cats
44 undead rats
1 whiteskull
1 purpleskull

>Corpses
5 damaged (no effect on quality)
5 whole
3 thug corpses

CHOOSE WHAT YOU WANT TO MAKE

Suggestions
>Arm the common undead with longswords
>attempt to construct a crossbow
>Try to make bone knives for Janna
>Do something else (expereiment with subjects, research magic, etc)
>Write in
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>>5118755
>"Sure, I wanna start making more weapons for you guys anyway"
>consider undead borrowing zombie rat projectiles
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>>5118867
Oh. I'm too slow.
Uh throwably burrowing zombie rat ammo for Sarape? He throws them, rats either infect people with their green evil ass teeth, or burrow inside people. He can store rats in his rib cage.
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>>5118867
>Do something else
I think it's time we figured out whether or not we can sense life-force in the living and/or manipulate it... or, failing that, sense souls and/or manipulate those.
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>>5118867
>attempt to construct a crossbow
>Try to make bone knives for Janna
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>>5118883
supporting the first real weaponization of the (soon to be) great rat hoard
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>>5118867
>Attempt to construct a crossbow
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>>5118867
>attempt to construct a crossbow
>Offer to make bone knives for Janna
Ask her first before making them.
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Sady, crossbows win over rats.


>>5118886
Sarape isn't a skeleton, he's this weird ghoul abomination, so he has flesh everywhere and a working-ish digestive system.

You need a whole 6 hand crossbows, along with quite a few bolts, and maybe a holster. Time to get to work BAYBEEE. You butcher the first few ones you make wholesale, they look like they have scoliosis. The next few are a bit better, but all have various issues when you ask Voxl and Sarape to test them out, either being too fragile, weirdly weighted, or being... drippy. It's far harder than the swords, because you have to stretch out flesh and bone into pulleys and strings. While the bad ones aren't completely useless, Voxl says.
>"Only newbies and de low level thugs wud use deese. We ken probbley sell them a' okey rates, mebe. Or nut, gangz in dis place seem pretty built."
You've butchered almost all your bodies in your attempt to make a good hand-crossbow. Finally, you get the recipe down after expending a serious amount of magic and corpses. Sarape eagerly picks it up and scuttles away. You've managed to salvage some of the corpse pieces and make some bolts and some knives, if Janna wants any. You're confident they're at least as good as the normal shit blacksmiths make.
You could use the rest of your corpses... but all of them are the high-quality thug corpses. The rest you've scrapped into bolts and shitty crossbows. Properly made hand crossbows consume a surprising amount of corpse for each one, mostly cause it needs a lot of condensed flesh for the drawstring.

Wat do?

>Discovered
longswords, bone
Crossbows, bone+flesh

>Reference
Weapons of the world: The basics

>minions, normal
9 zombies
1 skeleton (archer)
2 skeleton (club)
9 cats
44 undead rats

>Corpses
3 thug corpses

>Weapon stockpile
10x shit-tier crossbows
5x crappy quality crossbows
Bolt stockpile
Small amount of bone knives

Wat do?
>Use a single corpse
>Use two
>use all of them
>Make some more by killing off some of your prisoners
>Raise them instead
>Write in
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>>5120144
>Go do some experimenting on the captives, like this anon wanted
>>5118908
We can wait for Pig's people to drop off more bodies, and they are bringing some temporary equipment anyway.
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>>5120144
Voxl doesnt know shit. the ones we fuck up we can recycle them for their bones.

>Go do some experimenting on the captives, like this anon wanted
It's time ladies
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>>5120144
You wanted ribcage rats, QM? Cause that's a thing we could totally do. Maybe if it doesn't make Sarape uncomfortable. Later.

>>5120154
Lets do it. That or we see if we can raise a semi-intelligent undead that isn't Poncho.
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>>5120154
+1 Might as well.
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>>5120193
I'm up for some expirementation, lets see if we can fuck around with a living persons skeleton.
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You walk over to your five prisoners. All of them appear to be human, members of the Bandinos, and male. In fact, you're pretty certain all your minions were/are male, except for one or two zombies and maybe some bits of Sombero. Might make a difference, might not. ...were banshees always female, or was that a horny thing?
You run your dark magic over a random one, they kinda look like Sagat. However, it takes a intense amount of concentration, you geuss that life naturally rejects death magic, so it's harder to do this on living things.

As you do, you notice a presence of a sort of "shell" over them, that your magic seems to burn itself on in order to consume it, though it disappears much faster than your magic. You suppose that's what their life force is. You can feel some cracks in the shell, but for some reason, your magic can force itself into it. You form a "knife" of black magic, and you try to poke around to find their soul or a bigger crack, but nothing. You decide to just plunge your knife into him and...

As you do, the man begins horribly spasming, and your knifes energy drains as the man suddenly dies. Shit. You're pretty sure you need to find a way to get into the cracks if you wanna fuck around with souls. It also used up a shitload of energy.


Wat do?
>Keep trying
>go study books to see if they have anything on this
>Do something else
>Write in
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>>5124933
>go study books to see if they have anything on this
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>>5124933
>go study books to see if they have anything on this
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>>5124933
>go study books to see if they have anything on this
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>>5124933
>go study books to see if they have anything on this
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>>5124933
>>go study books to see if they have anything on this

probably won't have anything on necromancy but maybe something about souls.
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>>5124933
>>go study books to see if they have anything on this
Let's at least check the study while we brainstorm for other ways to do this. Maybe we'll make a bunch of hooks or a net or something to work through the cracks.
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You leave the lab, and Sarape frantically waves goodbye to you as you leave, and you see him try to fire a shit quality crossbow... it breaks as he draws back the string a bit too fast. The rest of the captives either look infuriated or terrified. Blueberry and all your living henchmen left while you were making the crossbows. Voxl's "taking guard" again by camping like a COD noob, and Janna's practicing in the corner. Blueberry wanders up to you and asks what you're doing.
>"H-hey A-n-non, what are, like, you going to do next?"
While she listens to you, you notice that she winces when you mention how the captive died.
>"O-oh, well, like, if it's not too much trouble, like, could we um, try again with my... h-h-hemo-thing after I help you search for books?"
You nod, since you were planning to do that anyway, and you both head up to the study.
You manage to sort through the random collection of books well enough, but you realize a shitload of these books are completely fucking useless with Blueberry's help.
>"U-uh, I think that ones a g-guide for a fake island in a b-book. Not like, uh, the island is fake because its in a book, it-it's fake in the story too."
After a while, you realize there is no book on dark magic located within the study, the closest you're able to get in a few sentences in a history book with hundreds of missing pages about "The final fall". It's frustratingly vauge as well.
>"The more skilled generals, like previously recorded forces of darkness, had manipulation over not just the bodies of the dead, but souls of the living. Unlike the last few Demon Lords, this skill was rapidly expanding among even the lower ranks of enemy mages."
>"Among those that repented during the war and those after, Soul manipulation was revealed to not just about brute power, but a considerable amount of delicacy, which required both skill and further power."
>"This follows the trend of disturbingly increased strength the Dark Lord of the Final Fall enjoyed"
>"Unlike recorded victories against the Dark, a exceedingly high amount of converts was gathered, both due to repentance and control by the forces of Dark."
It trails off into how churches were ordered to be more tolerant blah blah blah, at the very least, it does say that the light didn't pull a "end justifies the means" and purge everyone, though it does note most wills were disregarded and everything they owned burned after the converts died.
Blueberry tugs on your arm.
>"Uh, do y-you want me to g-go make more Space, or do you wanna work on the hemo-thing w-w-with me?"

Wat do?
>"Sure, lets go work on your magic."
>"You know what the hell the Final Fall was?"
>"Ok, just make sure you don't eat too many supplies, we, uh, pissed off our supply line."
>Write in
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>>5126345
>>"Sure, lets go work on your magic."
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>>5126345
>>"Sure, lets go work on your magic."
And ask:
>>"You know what the hell the Final Fall was?"
While we walk.
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>>5126345
>"Sure, lets go work on your magic."
>"You know what the hell the Final Fall was?"
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>>5126345
>"Sure, lets go work on your magic."
>"You know what the hell the Final Fall was?"
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>>5126685
+1

>>5126345
Lets use some of the live captives as test subjects for her magic.
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>"Sure, lets go work on your magic."
As you clean up your study a bit and chuck the useless books into bins, you make conversation with Blueberry, she mostly tells stories of times Janna beats someone in the arena. It's pretty interesting, but doesn't give you a good gauge on her strength since she mostly blitzes opponents or does a knife barrage.
>"You know what the hell the Final Fall was?"
Blueberry swallows.
>"Uh, so uhm, like, b-back in like, ancient times, there was, a uh, thing where demon lords would s-show up a-and some god's c-champions would kill them, t-they weren't all demons, i-it's just a title thing."
>"T-then one t-time, the demon l-lord won, and uh, the war that killed them was the Final Fall, cause, like, n-no demons lords or ch-champions have showed up since then, though there isn't that much detail about t-the actual w-war, mostly about what hap-pened afterwards."
...Are you living in a post-main-story fantasy world? Wait, or are you the sequel antagonist? Wait no, why the fuck would the gods not command you directly about being evil if you were?
>"So, uh, what were the demon lords like?"
>"r-really bad, I-I don't know a lot about it, most people know this much and m-maybe one or two demon lords."
You enter the main lab. Sarape appears to be... Sleeping? Is it because you made him so hyperactive he needs to recharge? Poncho is training with his swords in the corner.
Blueberry paces around the room nervously as you examine her again. No real changes.
>"Alright, try casting a tiny blast."
Blueberry rubs her hands toghter and concentractes.
>"b-Blast! OW!"
A small barrage of bullet of blood rockets out of Blueberry's hands and ping themselves against the wall.
>"I-It doesn't h-hurt as much!"
Once again, you notice that the blood doesn't appear to be moving at all once the wall has been hit, just kinda sticking on it. You absentmindedly comb through the blood, and find no traces of debris within. You kinda suspected the blood had something set up, since otherwise blueberry would have died of "veins clogged with zombie" freakish resistance to drugs or not.

Wat do?
>"Alright, try bringing it back inside you."
>"Blueberry... How do you feel about drinking blood?"
>"We were going to kill these guys anyway, so you wanna try it out on them."
>Write in
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>>5127223
Get a syringe, or make a small cut on Blueberry's hand. Tell her to do whatever her instincts tell her, but dont go overboard.
Maybe make a knife of blood?
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>>5127223
>>"Alright, try bringing it back inside you."
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>>5127223
>"Alright, try bringing it back inside you."
Then
>>5127390
This anons idea
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>>5127223
>"We were going to kill these guys anyway, so you wanna try it out on them."
let's see what happen with the blood of someone else.
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>>5127223
>"Alright, try bringing it back inside you."
>"We were going to kill these guys anyway, so you wanna try it out on them."
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>>5127223
>>5127429
Let's see if she can play with other people's blood or just her own (I'm not too familiar with hemomancy since I don't think I've come across a story that uses it before, so I'm not sure how it's typically used... so lets just try things!).
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>>5127223
>"Alright, try bringing it back inside you."
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Gonna try to archive this thread and start a new one tomorrow.

>"Alright, try bringing it back inside you."
Blueberry just sticks out her arm, and the blood pellets slowly drift back towards her. While some do enter by the wounds they created, sealing them up as they re-enter, some simply phase through her flesh, though Blueberry doesn't seem to notice it.
>"Ow, ow, ow. D-does magic always hurt this much?"
>"Hey, Blueberry, how do you feel about using it on the prisoners? I was going to use them as experiments anyways."
She slightly flinches
>"Uh, I-I'm not sure... I uh... okay. I, uh, d-don't really want to kill him though."
She stretches her hands again, and aims at one of the prisoners arms. Once more the bullets jet through the air, but this time, they burrow into the flesh of the prisoner, who lets out a muffled scream. Blueberry panics, and loses control, and more of her Blood seeps from her body, and you can see the arm of the man shriveling up.
>"AaaaH! Fu-shit!"
Blueberry makes a yanking motion, her blood stops going out, and the blood phases out of the arm, leaving it a withered husk, a giant chunk of blood now floating in the air.
>"A-anon, what d-do I do with it?"

Wat do?
>"Uh, bring it back inside... SLOWLY."
>Rip off the bit of stuff closing the prisoners mouth. "Listen now shithead, you're going to answer me, and if you don't, I'm going to peel you alive: Do you have any diseases?"
>"Uh, just let it fall and see what happens."
>Write in
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>>5128342
>"Uh, bring it back inside... SLOWLY."

Well shit, I wanted to see if she could control other peoples blood, not use them as target practice.
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>>5128342
I think we should get her a water skein or something to put it in, since this seems like a lot more blood than she used and it could hurt her to pull it back in.
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>>5128342
>"Uh, bring it back inside... SLOWLY."
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>>5128356
>>5128374
>"Uh, bring it back inside... SLOWLY."
Blueberry nods, and as the blood slowly approaches her, it begins to swirl faster and faster until the blood trickles down to the same size that it original was, and phases back inside her once again.
>"holy shit... You never told me casting m-magic, like felt this good!"
Wait what
Before you can do anything else, Blueberry shoots another bullet into the prisoners other arm, draining it as well and bringing the blood back into her.
>"This is gg-reat! C-can I please do more A-anon, i-it doesn't hurt anymore, I swear!"
Before answering, you take a quick glance at her magic blood levels. ...They are higher than before. Not incredibly high, but noticeably higher, like when the price of a timbit went from 2 for 1 to 3 for 2. She doesn't appear more blood colored or anything, and the blood itself is still the same color you've seen before, purple, her blood was always purple, and any evidence to the contrary is solely the QM being a ass. Seriously.
The prisoners arms are horribly withered, but slowly inflating with blood again... though overall, his skin is cracking and he's beginning to twitch a bit for your taste. you note that one of the other prisoners has shit themselves.


Wat do?
>"Okay... let's slow down a bit, what do you mean "feels good"?"
>"Sure, just only suck this one dry, I need to work on the other ones."
>"Nope, experiments done, I need to look into this more."
>"Its... not really supposed to outside of a feeling of pride when you watch your shit wreck the other guy's shit."
>Write in
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>>5128556
>"Sure, just only suck this one dry, I need to work on the other ones."

Oops looks like we turned blueberry into a magic addict. Not sure if that's an improvement or not... then again she should be deeply inspired to improve upon her magic now. That is good right?
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>>5128556
>"Okay... let's slow down a bit, what do you mean "feels good"?"
Best to have her and us understand why she "feels good" so we can have her control and prevent an addiction to the blood of others, so she won't just snap a start absorbing the blood of anyone she meets that she thinks wouldn't be missed or affect us specifically
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>>5128568
+1
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>>5128556
>"Okay... let's slow down a bit, what do you mean "feels good"?"
>"Its... not really supposed to outside of a feeling of pride when you watch your shit wreck the other guy's shit."
Please don't become a vampire, or get addicted to blood Blueberry.
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>>5128556
>No. Don't suck him dry. At least not this one.
>Congratulation. You have been promoted from research subject to cattle. We'll feed you so you'll keep producing blood, and you're getting drained whenever it won't damage you too much.
>Blueberry, he has become your responsibility. You won't have another one if you break it so be careful.
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>>5128568
>>5128594
>"Okay... let's slow down a bit, what do you mean "feels good"? I just feel normal good when I wreck someone's shit, like, smug."
>"uh, like... it's like a-um, d-drug I guess? I-it makes me feel nice and e-e-excited, and warm and... strong."
HO-SHIT that's not go-
>"I-I mean, l-like, i-it's not the best drug, b-but it's like a e-eight out of t-ten? I-I think Sp-space is b-better, uh, I-I'll make some more later if that's alright..."
...Well, that's confusing. Thinking hard, there are three main possiblities.
A) Blueberry's freakish resistance to almost all forms of drugs and seeming lack of withdrawl response extends to magic as well
B) Her magic is still novice-level, so it might be like a junior chef not making as good food as LAMBSAUCEBRIT
C) Blueberry's so addicted to drugs it prevents her from forming any other type of addiction.
D) You're worrying about nothing
>"Sh-should we stop? I-I'm sorry if I did something wrong."

Wat do?
>"It's fine, but we should stop."
>"It's fine, don't worry, just stop if you feel really weird."
>"You didn't, I'm just worried about you turning into a vampire."
>Write in
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>>5128839
>"It's fine, but we should stop."
Baby steps. Lets go make some more space.
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>>5128845
>Support
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>>5128839
>"You didn't, I'm just worried about you turning into a vampire."
Keep in mind this 8/10 was with a small quantity of stolen blood. If she takes in larger quantities it will likely be a very different story. Good news she was already a junkie, to begin with. The bad news is she will also become addicted to bloodshed.
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>>5128839
>"You didn't, I'm just worried about you turning into a vampire, now keep sucking hin until he is dry."
Blueberry getting adicted to Magic and killing isn't a bad thing.
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>>5128839
Keeping my vote to :
>>Congratulation. You have been promoted from research subject to cattle. We'll feed you so you'll keep producing blood, and you're getting drained whenever it won't damage you too much.
>>Blueberry, he has become your responsibility. You won't have another one if you break it so be careful.
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>>5128839
>"You didn't, I'm just worried about you turning into a vampire."
>Willingly or otherwise.
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>>5128839
>>"You didn't, I'm just worried about you turning into a vampire."
Let's do a quick health check on the guy she drained, then leave him alone for observation. If she wants to keep experimenting then let's sic 'er on the faggot that shat himself.
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>>5128911
>small quantity of blood
She drained two arms worth of blood anon. That is not a small quantity.

>"You didn't, I'm just worried about you turning into a vampire."
>"O-oh. ...W-wouldn't that be a good thing for u-us t-though?"
>"Yeah, there's the slight problem with the sun and everything, and I don't plan to live in this shithole forever Blueberry, so at least not yet."
>"A-Alright. I-I'm going to m-make some space now, y-you can help me i-if you like."
As Blueberry leaves, you realize Theodore's been staring at you the whole time, though he isn't saying anything. Not in the "pointless defiance" kind of way, more of the "AAAAAAHFUCKSHITASS" kind of way.
Sombero rumbles in the corner, and he slowly approaches the soon to be dead man, but stops as you see him starting at him.
Before doing anything else, you scan the guy, his arms are... re-inflating, but the color from his face is rapidly, rapidly draining as his body struggles to redistribute the crimson fluids inside of him. You're not really sure if "dying from shock" is a thing in fantasy universes, but if there was a singular case, it would be this guy. You also scan him for any traces of magic. Unlike your attempt to manipulate the soul, trying to feel magic from him is very different, no weird shields or anything. No magic.

Wat do?
>Go talk to the Elf-Lenin "Alright shithead, are you ready for your other arm to go?"
>Go help blueberry make some Space
>"Sombrero, don't kill that guy, I wanna see what happens to him."
>Write in
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>>5129584
>"Sombrero, don't kill that guy, I wanna see what happens to him."
>Go help blueberry make some Space
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>>5129608
That, but provide food and water to the drained guy so he can produce again more of that delicious hematite-scented drug for our little berry
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>>5129584
>>5129608
>>5129662
This. Maybe get him a blanket as a half-assed treatment for shock.
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>>5129959
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