>>32281447
>You’ve got money. There’s a bus. Let’s go.

Hi Languid!

>>32281447
>>I was just making a point. I’m fine waiting around here.
>>What does Isaac do during the day when he is not Batman?

>>32281453

Hello, anon

>>32281447
>I was just making a point. I'm fine waiting around here.

>>32281447
>>You’ve got money. There’s a bus. Let’s go.

Ugh. Why does there have to be a 50/50 split on the first decision.

>>32281447
>You’ve got money. There’s a bus. Let’s go.

>>32281447
>I was just making a point. I’m fine waiting around here.
>What the heck is Isaac doing that he can't pick you up?

Seriously, it's like he's avoiding us.

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Just in case.

>>32281447
>You’ve got money. There’s a bus. Let’s go.

>>32281447

>You’ve got money. There’s a bus. Let’s go.

>>32281447
>What the heck is Isaac doing that he can't pick you up?
EXPOSITION.

>>32281564
I wish I could into paint so I could add a pair of geeky glasses to that. Even if Sierra does use contacts.

>>32281621

“You’re acting like public transportation isn’t a thing,” you say, leading the way to the front of the school.

“I usually don’t take the bus unless I’m planning a trip,” says Rowan, following after you. “I don’t know which ones go where.”

“Well then you ask somebody, duh,” you tell her. “Say, where’s Isaac? Seems like he’d be all over picking up his cripple daughter from school.”

“Dad must be busy. He does more than fight demons, you know. Well I guess you don’t know, but he does a whole lot of stuff besides staking vampires.”

You stop in your tracks and look at her for a second. “Does he actually stake vampires?”

Rowan rolls her eyes, and pushes you to continue walking. You’re nearly at the exit when you see some people you don’t like. Beatrice and a couple of her soccer goons are hanging out by the front doors.

>>32281656
Rowan swears, and pulls you back around the corner before they notice your approach. “Dammit, Trixy is the last person I want to see today,” she says, scowling. She peeks out from behind the corner. “What are they doing? Ugh, maybe it’s an ambush. It wouldn’t be the first time.”

You can’t help but chuckle at Rowan’s silly problems. She can beat somebody half to death a baton, but a couple of soccer nerds bully her at school?

>Fine, whatever. Let’s find a different way out.
>Let’s just walk by. They can’t do anything to you, you’re in a fucking school.
>You know what? It’s time you stood up for yourself. Go over there and tell them they can go screw themselves.
>Other (?)
[Sadly, Sierra is glasses-ing it up today. Contacts are too hard to manage.]

>>32281667
>Let’s just walk by. They can’t do anything to you, you’re in a fucking school.

>>32281667
>Fine, whatever. Let’s find a different way out.
>Though you should totally tell them to go screw themselves.

>>32281681
Seconding that guy.

>>32281667
>[Sadly, Sierra is glasses-ing it up today. Contacts are too hard to manage.]
I can sympathize. Contacts are a bitch in the mornings.

I'll second >>32281681. The soccer nerds ain't worth it.
Though I really want to Sap Will Beatrice and giggle about it.

>>32281667
>[Sadly, Sierra is glasses-ing it up today. Contacts are too hard to manage.]
BUENO.

>You know what? It’s time you stood up for yourself. Go over there and tell them they can go screw themselves.
Or at least walk past them with your badass new pimp-limp, girl.

>>32281667
>Let’s just walk by. They can’t do anything to you, you’re in a fucking school.
Not like they can ask her to play soccer while she's in casts.

>>32281667
>>Fine, whatever. Let’s find a different way out.

What's with all these even splits.

>>32281667
>Let’s just walk by. They can’t do anything to you, you’re in a fucking school.

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>>32281739

>>32281691
Contacts are a bitch. Period.

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>>32281739

>>32281667
>Let’s just walk by. They can’t do anything to you, you’re in a fucking school.

>>32281656
>Let's just walk by. They can't do anything to you, you're in fucking school.

>>32281667
>Fine, whatever. Let's find a different way out.
>You know they really will stop bugging you if you beat the snot out of them a couple of times.

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We're Gavrill without the stitches.

A lot of different solutions go through your mind to the current issue, but you keep coming back to the fact that nobody in real life is actually afraid of soccer players. We’re walking out the front door,” you say.

Rowan begins to protest. “But – “

“But shut up,” you say. “We’re walking by. They can’t do anything. You could throw any of them through the wall. And besides, we’re in a fucking highschool, not on the street, they couldn’t make anything happen even if they wanted to.” This situation makes you indignant. (+2 Stress: 9/100)

You lead the way, walking with Rowan toward the door.

“Look who it is,” one of them says, tapping Beatrice on the shoulder. She looks over and smiles at the sight of Rowan. There are four of them total. They start fanning out before you.

“Just keep walking,” you growl to Rowan.

“Hi Rowan,” says Beatrice, giving a bright smile. “I heard about what happened with your arm – sorry to hear it. Just wanted to wish you well.”

However, she is in your way when she says this. You kind of take the lead, and, when you get to the point where the team captain expects you to stop, you keep going as if she’s not there, and kind of push by her as if you haven’t acknowledged her presence. Beatrice doesn’t make it easy, though. She stands pretty firmly rooted in a ploy to get you to stop, but you push her a lot harder than she was expecting and get her off balance.

>>32282019

You and Rowan take advantage of the gap in their line and walk by toward the exit. You feel the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end – they couldn’t have taken that well. (+2 Stress: 11/100)

“Excuse me,” says Beatrice, her mock politeness masking simmering anger. “I don’t think we’ve been properly introduced.” You hear her walk up behind you – a hand grabs your arm and spins you around, putting you face to face with Beatrice. She wears an evil smile. “I’m Beatrice. What’s your name?” She doesn’t release her vice grip on your arm.

You clench your teeth. You don’t like her hand on you. (+7 Stress: 18/100)

Rowan is immediately right behind you. “Don’t touch her,” she says forcefully.

“I’m sure your friend can speak for herself,” says Trixy, tightening her grip on you. (+2 Stress: 20/100)

>Pull your knife on her to get her to back off you.
>Break her grip. (Dice)
>Break her grip and knock her down. (Dice)
>Sap will.
>Threaten her into letting you go. (Dice)
>Reason with her into letting you go. (Dice)
>Say something dangerous. (?)
>Other (?)

Rolled 35

>>32282030
>Break her grip. (Dice)

>>32282030
Tighten your grip on HER hand. Thumb right into her wrist.

Rolled 3

>>32282030
>Break her grip and knock her down.

Rolled 17

>>32282030
>Break her grip and knock her down. (Dice)

>>32282030
>break her grip

don;t let her push you around, but don't go overboard. Like you said, this is just a school, not the street; it's just posturing.

Rolled 40

>>32282030
>Break her grip. (Dice)
Goddamn bitch better not touch us.
IF the dice fail...
>Threaten her into letting you go. (Dice)
IF Beatrice still holds firm and Rowan hasn't done anything...
>Sap will (but only a little).

I'd rather not sap some dumbass highschoolers just for touching.

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>>32282060
I think you broke Beatrices arm. [Not that I mind though.]

Rolled 93

>>32282030
>Break her grip. (Dice)

>>32282030
>Sap will.
Fuck it.

Rolled 67

>>32282030
>Break her grip and knock her down. (Dice)
And then if she don't back the fuck off right then.
>Sap will.

>>32282060
Nice

Rolled 68

>>32282060
>>32282089
Fucking hell. I like this.

>>32282030
Kinda wish we had the fear eyes right now. That would be fun for fucking with the soccer goon squad.

>>32282119
Damn it. Ignore the roll in this post. Forgot to turn off dice.

>>32282060
hahaha nice

Welp. As is our tradition, I have to spend a couple hours in the yard trying to fix the sprinkler system that I accidentally broke a few days ago when trying to subdue the lawn.

I do not know when I will return, only that I will. Sorry. :(

>>32282338
fucking lawns man

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>>32282338
A noble and time-honored tradition for our people.

>>32282338
I'm telling you man, pave that shit over.

>>32282338
>>32282363
This guy knows what's up.

>>32282338
Your lawn is an asshole

Rolled 75

>>32282030
>Break her grip (dice)

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>>32282060

I don't know when these threads go to autosage or whatever so I'm bumping - and suggesting.

Languid, my favourite lawn-lover. I would super love it if you could describe how Beatrice looks like in your next big post. You know, for future reference.

The problem is worse than I thought, so I will take a break and post some stuff.

>>32282813
>I don't know when these threads go to autosage or whatever so I'm bumping - and suggesting.
They go into autosage at 300 posts. As of this post I'm making now, the thread will have 60. Don't worry about it.

>>32282842
What the fuck is your lawn made of? Ents?

>>32282338
Just call an construction company and have them fill it with asphalt.

>>32282899
don't forget to spraypaint it green so it looks like grass (if you use hallucinogens)

>>32282813
Dude, get 4chanX then look at the lower left corner, there are three numbers, posts/images/page. If one of these goes red the limit is reached.

>>32282930
Nah, spraypaint it cyan and magenta, so it look like the 1980's.

Rolled 51

>>32282842
What did you to your lawn man?

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>>32282842
You know you can just rent a paver truck for a day? It isn't even expensive.

>>32282873
I'm betting carnivorous moss.

>>32282862
>>32282989
Righto, guess I should get that then. Thanks for the info and stuff.

>>32283134

You’ve been watching the situation unfold this whole time as if you were some kind of very angry spectator. Beatrice’s whole attitude and appearance makes you mad. Her cocky smile, her long blonde hair carefully pulled back into a pony tail, her powerful facial structure. The skinny jeans and expensive shirt. You don’t like any of it, but what gets you the most is the shimmering light of mirth in her dark eyes.

When Beatrice tightens her grip, your body moves almost without you thinking about it.

You jerk your seized arm backwards, yanking Beatrice toward you and putting her off balance. You have a moment to delight in the girl’s expression of utter shock before you bring over your other hand, knock Beatrice’s hand off of you with a judicial application of force, grab her by the wrist, and pull back, pulling her across herself and spinning her about so that her back is to you. You let go of her then put all your weight into a shove, right in the small of her back.

The force takes Beatrice almost off her feet and throws her onto the ground, flat on her stomach. She sprawls out for a second, and awkwardly rolls over on to her back as her goons rush to her aid. Her fall took the wind out of her, and she coughs in an attempt to draw more breath.

“Enough said,” you say, looking down at her pathetic state. You turn to Rowan and jerk your head toward the door. “Let’s go.”

You walk off some distance.

>>32283230

“I can’t believe she grabbed you like that,” says Rowan, anger in her voice as you go through the doors. “We should report her or something.”

“I don’t know. I was the one that knocked her on her ass, and she’s got more character references than I do.”

Your acute hearing picks up a single word spat out by Beatrice before you leave. “Bitch.”

“Sounds like somebody ain’t happy,” you say, sniggering to yourself. (-4 Stress: 14/100)

You make your way to the bus stop. There’s a mob of students present, and asking around it isn’t too difficult to find the number you need to take to get back to Rowan’s house. While you wait, you can’t help shaking the feeling that somebody’s watching you. It puts you on edge, but you can’t figure out where it’s coming from. (+1 Stress: 15/100)

Thankfully, your number comes without too much wait, and you and Rowan get on along with a herd of students. A guys clear out of a pair of seats for you and Rowan. Having a handicapped companion does have its benefits, you suppose.

Something catches your eye as you sit down by the window. A guy walking a whole bunch of dogs right by the bus stop. The way he moves is familiar. Now you remember, it’s the same guy you saw the night you killed the Stygian, when you were bumbling around practically blind looking for that dead guy’s car. But wasn’t that in a completely different part of town?

>Dogs will walk.
>Keep your eyes peeled.
>Ask Rowan about it.
>Other (?)

>>32283247
>Dogs will walk.

>>32283247
>Keep your eyes peeled.
>Ask Rowan about it.
>Other: You ever get that feeling like someone's watching you? I've had that good part of the day ever since with... you know.

>>32283247
>>Dogs will walk.
>>Ask Rowan if she's ever seen the guy before.

>>32283247
>Keep you eyes peeled.
I don't think we should bother Rowan about it though.

>>32283247
>Dogs will walk.
>Keep your eyes peeled.
>Ask Rowan about it.
Don't worry TOO much, but point it out to Rowan and remain alert, as always.

>>32283247
>>Keep your eyes peeled.
>>Ask Rowan about it.
Point it out to her, just as something to keep an eye out for.

>>32282873
Shit, I had to stop mulching mine because it's become as thick as a fucking gold green. One fucking inch was clogging my mower.

>>32283247
We are being followed but there is nothing to do about it for now. Just ignore it. It is better not to let them know we realized it.

>>32283247
>Keep your eyes peeled.
>>Ask Rowan about it.

"Ro, Boris is the type of angel that can talk to animals, right. Can they talk to dogs too? I think one is trailing me."

>>32283247
"Shit."
>Pull yo hood up, Sierra.

You tap Rowan on the shoulder and point out the window. “You ever seen that guy before?” you ask.

Rowan leans over to look out the window. “A couple times, why?”

Oh. Maybe he does just get around. “I don’t know. I saw him a couple days ago, he was there when I… uh. Woke up,” you say, mindful of the numerous students packed onboard. “It was kind of far away from here. It’s weird to see him again.”

The bus lurches into motion.

“So?” Rowan asks.

“Well I got this weird feeling today that somebody was watching me, and then just a couple minutes ago, and then he shows up.”

“You think he’s following you?” Rowan asks, completely serious.

“Maybe?” you say. “You know what, never mind. Maybe I’m just stressed out or something.”

Rowan seems okay dropping the subject. You pull your hood up, somehow feeling less conspicuous that way. It's all psychological. (-2 Stress: 13/100) The bus steadily empties out the further from the school you get. Twenty minutes or so later, you turn onto the right street and start coming up on your stop. If you weren’t already paranoid and keeping an eye out for anything else weird, you would have easily missed it. You’re a half block away from the stop when you see it.

>>32283625
Coming up on a small intersecting street, you see dog walker with all of his dogs walking up a storm toward the road you’re on. Same dogs. Same knee-cut jeans. Same white tank top. Same mullet and the same gut. While the bus route going to Rowan’s house is circuitous, it’s not that meandering. (+5 Stress: 18/100)

“Hey, Ro,” you say, keeping your tone even.

“Yes?”

“How far is your house from the stop?”

“About a ten minute walk. Why?”

>Your house has like, a magic electric fence around it, right?
>Do you have a gun on you by any chance?
>Be ready to book it when we get off.
>Let’s get off on the stop after this one.
>Why don’t we stay on the bus for a while.
>Call your dad.
>Other (?)
Back out to do battle with the sprinkler system.

>>32283645
>Call your dad.
Let's not fuck around. We don't have to try to solve this all on our own.

>>32283645
>Be ready to book it when we get off.
>Call your dad.
>Other: It's that same dog-guy again.

>>32283645
>>Why don’t we stay on the bus for a while.
Let's not show this guy where the Hallows live.
>>Call your dad.

>>32283645
>Other (?)
>I see Dog Walker has coincidentally run into our path again. I'm getting steadily more suspicious of him.

>>32283645
>>Call your dad.

Rolled 81

>>32283645
>Call your dad

>>32283645
>Why don't we stay on the bus for a while.

>>32283645
>Call your dad.
>>Other (?)
Dog guy is defernatly following us.

>>32283663
This. We don't know what the fuck to do in a situation like this. Rowan is in a better position to decide.

>>32283645
>Be ready to book it when we get off.

I bet this is just some random dude who walks dogs.

>>32284051
>tfw the man is innocent but the dogs are out ot get us

>>32284051
I certainly hope so. At the moment, it might be good to be a little paranoid, though.

>>32284051
Who walks dogs at 25 mph?

>>32284051
Well it could be.

I mean, Sierra did have shit mole vision back when she was trying to find that bloody Nissan.

>>32284079
>Sentient leash demon with its vassals

we fuked now

>>32284079
>He realizes there is one dog he doesn't recognize.
>The dog starts running towards the crippled highschool girl and her friend.

>>32283645
>Dogwalker is back. Again.
>Think we should call your dad?

Is Languid mowing the lawn again?

>>32284687
Repairing the damages from mowing the lawn, I think.

>>32284717
Fuckin sprinkler heads.

>>32284717
Him and that damn lawn.

Languid is probably Hank Hill

>>32284752
Goddamnit, Bobby, I told you not to post in my quest thread!

>>32284725
He needs to get the underground drip systems.

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>>32284717
>>32284725
>>32284752
>>32284800
>>32284818

There needs to be a lawnmower quest.

>>32284869
Your name is languid and your lawn is giving you massive amounts of trouble. The grass keeps growing widely, which wouldn't be much trouble but in addition to that you accidentally broke the sprinkler while viciously attacking the lawn.

>What do?

>>32284986
Pave the damn thing over

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>>32285015
But... but we can save the lawn, mang. Why would we do such a thing?

>>32285038
Fuck you Hank
Your lawn is shit
Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit

>>32284869
>>32284986
>>32285015
>>32285038
>>32285070
Jesus christ, guys.

This is hilarious.

>>32285129
random lurker agrees

>>32285038
Thread theme:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ep7a_Zl74uk

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We're at page 6 now. Getting SPOOKY.

Languid's lawn killed him.

>>32285343
No need to worry before page 9, and even then it'll still be an hour or so till we fall off.

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>>32285343
RIP in pieces Languid

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>>32285343

>>32285429
Look at that fucking lawn. You can see the pure, dark evil emanating from it!

>>32285429
>Isaac'sbackyardhellportal.jpg

Alas Poor Languid.....

>>32286466
MIA, presumed killed in a brutal lawn mower accident.

>>32286487
Archive description: "Languid loses a fight with his lawn."

That's it, I'm taking over. Sierra is now a raging lesbian who wants to gather harm while being a cute girl who does cute things.

"Oh geez, Ro-chan, that kowaii ojiisan is here again! I'm so scared!"
>TL's note: kowaii means scary and ojiisan means old man

"Don't worry, Sierra-sama, I'll net nothing happen to those cute lips of yours!" Rowan exclaimed, stood up, and punched the spooky guy to the sky, causing him to disappear into a small star-like explosion with a 'bing!'

Then they made out forever with at least 50000 other girls.

at least we haven't started fighting over our MCs sexuality yet, right guys?

>>32286554
>>32286560
wow, fucking scratch that

>>32286554
harm = harem

Also you bought this on yourself, Languid. SEE WHAT YOU'VE DONE!

>>32286587
bought = brought

I'm on fire today!

Also kinda bummed that lawn has won once again. I thought you were a better mower than that, Languid.

>>32286554
>GOOD END

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>>32286554
>Rowan and Sierra become blood-sisters, Rowan gains demonic appearance

>>32286688
>zippers over breasts.jpg

I have the strangest feeling...

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>>32286688
Rowan is now Ilias

>>32286701
Dude no.

No!

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Girls go on road trip, Rowan explores the mountains

>>32286745
Sierra needs black feather wongs.

Fallen wings>bat.

>>32286768
I could get behind that. Black feathered wings are pretty cool.

I'd also be happy with small, cute wings or no wings too. Horns are most important though.

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>>32286802

>>32286802
>much-too-small wings appropriately sized for a normal bird/bat
Adorable!

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No horns on this one...

>>32286830
Very nice! I like tails too. Saving that.

>>32286837
I know, right?
"I am the darkness!" Flap flap!

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>Rowan goes to ren-faire, wins costume competition

>>32286874
"Put me down! I am fire! I am death!"

>>32286874
>Aww, those wings are so cute
"NO! Fuck you, they are NOT cute! They are badass!"

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>Sierra using pale-skin ability

I HAVE FINISHED EXCAVATING A 4x4x5 FOOT HOLE INTO THE EARTH UNDER THE BLAZING HEAT OF A YELLOW SUN.

Just minute while I try to catch up with everything.

>>32287060
Yo that's weak. I dig 5 of those every day before breakfast.

>>32287060
ALL HAIL LANGUID, CRUSHER OF PLANTS AND RENDER OF THE EARTH

>>32287060
Dig up man, DIG UP!

>>32287086
Bro... I do that with my hands tied behind my back, using only my mouth.

>>32287060
Damn, dude. Your sprinklers are deep as shit.

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>>32287060
>>32287096
ALL HAIL! ALL HAIL! ALL HAIL!

LANGUID, THE PLANT CRUSHER, RENDERER OF EARTH, MOWER OF LAWNS.

Truly, the dark times are behind us at last.

>>32287125
>not digging holes using only erect penis

>>32287125
Now that's just disgusting. Moving dirt with your mouth? What are you even doing?

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>>32287060
But you ruined your lawn

>>32287131

I hit the pump control with the lawnmower. The pump is deep.

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>>32287060
YOU KNOW YOU CAN RENT ONE OF THESE FOR LIKE 20 BUCKS A DAY

IT MAKES EXCAVATING VERY EASY

>>32287162

Man, there were pipes all over the place. Brute force would have been an unwise course of action.

>>32287162
It makes fucking up your sprinkler system even easier.
>>32287154
Fuck, I don't even know where that is in my yard.

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>>32287182
BRUTE FORCE IS ALWAYS THE BEST FORCE OF ACTION

>>32287154
>>32287182
It's clear you've not studied lawn mowing enough. You are still a mere neonate.

>>32287182
Still no excuse not to rent one.

Not to use it for digging mind, but for general fucking around the neighborhood stuff.

Dropping off the kids at school!

Getting some groceries!

Going to the mall!

>>32287060
We weren't too far off

>>32285429

>>32287235
I did not know until recently, that it is unpossible to mow a strait line if you attempt to keep your mower straight.

You have to pick a point at the end of the lawn, only then will your lawn incite orgasms and spontaneously generate sun bathing female high schoolers.

>>32287259
Picking up girls

>>32287296
But that's just how it works, man. Fucking physics, can't argue with that.

I...I think I am slightly more entertained at the idea of Languid's wacky yard hijinks then I am at Sierra cunt punting that one bitch

>>32287309
Showing what you think of that jerk who scratched your backhoe's door.

>>32287384
We're already past that. Now we are dealing with the DogHive which keeps following us

>>32287384
>>32287434
Cuntpunt Doghive then.

I like that name, by the way. Doghive. Dooghiiive. Sounds ominous.

The lawn swallowed him again

>>32287626
Curses the dreded lawn had claimed him again

>>32287626
it came back with vengeance

>>32287626
Graboid infestations will do that.

So why does Beatrice act like a bitter ex girlfriend?

>>32287667
More like REVEGEANCE!

He should try punching the lawn instead of digging.

>>32287626
(sigh)... Send in another search team, maybe we'll find him again. Who knows? We just might find Fall Guy and Blorp in there as well.

>>32287707
Maybe she's just a huge, entitled bitch who thinks the reason Rowan isn't rejoining their soccer team is because of Sierra.

And she's an American teen. Come on, man.

>>32287707
Because she's a bitter ex-teammate
It's surprisingly similar

>>32287707
High school clique leader, shown up by Ro at soccer, realizes she can probably mooch off her talent to get a scholarship.
Just a standard teenage girl cocktail of jealousy, bitterness and social 'status' drama.

>>32287707
Because she's a bitter ex girlfriend. Sierra's clearly hetero, but I'm betting Rowan is maximum /u/.

But honestly? She sees Rowan as her meal ticket. She wanted to ride Rowan's athleticism to a full-ride sports scholarship. From her selfish, entitled perspective, Rowan is screwing her out of tens of thousands of dollars worth of scholarships for no good reason.

In short, she thinks Rowan's a heartless bitch who's fucking her over for literally no good reason, and is just constantly trying to make up (shittily) and get her back on the team.

>yfw we wake up beside beatrice's corpse after our next blood rage

>>32287682
>Nobody watched tremors.

>>32287729
Yeah, definitely getting some "Bitch Queen of the Cheerleader Squad" vibes from her.

Speaking of which, cheesecake Hellborn Sierra in a cheerleader outfit when?

>>32287712
It's over, they're not on this planet anymore. PredatorQuest took them for a hunting QM safari.

“Cause either Mr. Dogwalker coincidentally walked his dogs here at twenty miles an hour,” you say, “or he’s following us – walking dogs at twenty fucking miles an hour. He was back on that last street.”

Rowan computes this new bit of information. “This isn’t good,” says Rowan, rubbernecking to try and peer out the window behind the bus. She pulled out her cellphone and hit a button. “I’m calling dad.”

You take a deep breath. “Okay, well you call your dad, and be ready to book it when we get off,” you say, preemptively getting your arms through your backpack.

You hear Rowan begin explaining the situation to Isaac when the bus pulls over and the doors pop open. You and Ro scramble out, ahead of everyone else. Ro points you in the right direction, and you both hustle off. Ro has an okay hustle even with her gimp leg, but you doubt she would be able to do any real running.

You’re in a pretty upscale residential area, with multi-storied apartment buildings on either side of the street. There are little side streets that split off from the main one, as well as an occasional shadowy alley. There are a few people in sight, as it’s a nice day outside – cool and sunny – but pedestrians are few and far between. This kind of stuff isn't supposed to happen in daylight.

>>32287777
HE LIVES

>>32287777

“We just got off the bus and we’re going home,” Ro says, still on the phone. You hear Isaac’s voice from the other end. “Here’s Sierra.” She hands the phone over to you.

“So that’s Rowan’s guardian angel or something, right?” you ask, pressing the phone to your head so you can hear over the sound of your footfalls.

“No,” says Isaac, speaking quickly. “Whatever you do, don’t let him catch up to you, and don’t try to fight him. Neither of you are in any condition to try it – I think they’re trying to get at you while you’re weak. If you can get to the house, you’ll be safe. I’m coming as fast as I can, keep moving.” He hangs up.

You look behind you. The dog jogger guy looks like he’s pretty far off, but he’s coming in your direction with four medium sized dogs. You don’t like the look of that one bit. (+3 Stress: 16/100)

>What do you do?

>>32287771
I did! Failed to get the reference though.

That movie (series) was pretty neat. Fucking walking bitey things were pretty neat. Especially the way the sensed things. Gross.

>>32287801
kinda start hustling towards the house
I'd suggest sprinting but I doubt Rowan can with her casts.

If dog guy picks up speed Sierra might need to carry Rowan.

>>32287786
It's not him.
He went down that hole.
But it wasn't the languid that we knew and loved that emerged back from that seething darkness.

>>32287801
>What do you do?
Pick up Rowan and leg it. Our crazy-fast reaction time should let us dodge for both of us if he closes the distance.

>>32287801
>Continue booking it in direction of home
In the event of an attack return fire (literally)

>>32287826

You do not have super strength.

>>32287840

The hole was made for me.

>>32287801
Scoop up ro and book it, chance are we can move faster carrying her than we can alongside her.

>>32287801
Find some other dogs, then make them panic with our negative emotion abilities. Hopefully they'll go after the jogger's dogs.

Assuming they're not hellhounds or something...

>>32287801

How far do we have to go, and how fast is everything moving? Given he seemed to get here freakishly fast, we probably don't want to turn this into a running race but rather want to string out what is presumably a fake normal pace long enough for us to stay comfortably ahead until we get home.

>>32287801
Wait for an attack and savage the dogs with our poison teeth

>>32287856
>no super strength
man, I thought our demon blood was supposed to make us cool

>>32287858
Very much doubt it, Ro is ~150lbs~ muscle-girl.

>>32287801

We can definitely take some weight off her bad leg though.

>>32287849
>>32287858
>Time to princess carry it. And fast. Like fucking maximum speed goddamnit run fuck we need more legs!

Also, guys, if things go south, should we use shadow powers to save ourselves and Rowan?

>>32287870

Well it's a ten minute walk, but presumably shorter hustle and a much shorter run.

Rowan isn't in crutches, she's just got one of those foot brace things.

>>32287890
It does, just not that way. Yet.

We still don't even have horns. If our demonic bling is tied to powers we gain then I hope they come in with our regeneration stuff, given that horns are associated with vitality (and, uh, fertility but whatever). Horns are cool as fuck.

>>32287801
What about just finding a cafe or somewhere public with lots of people to sit down while we wait for Isaac?
If there's none nearby we might as well let Rowan lean on us and try to keep up the pace as best we can.

>>32287801
Throw an arm around her so she can hop and keep up.
Does sense weakness tell us anything about how strong this guy is?
>>32287943
I seriously question the usefullness of shadow powers in broad daylight.

>>32287801
Time to run. Take her arm, take some weight of of her bum leg. If it comes down to it, we will give her some cover while she gets back to her house.

>>32287985
Languid did mention shady alleys so I was hoping that would be enough shadow. Let's hope it doesn't come to that, though.

>>32287990
If we break out into a run, then dog-guy will almost certainly catch up with us seeing as how he seems to have gotten here abnormally fast. Even if we were both at full health I wouldn't bank on outrunning him.

I get the impression that he's feigning a normal speed for the time being though, which lets us stay ahead of him safely. We can break out into a run if he speeds up to the point that he'd intercept us before home. If this impression is inaccurate, then yeah I guess we need to run.

>>32287985
Yes, did we get a read on this creep?

>>32288085
Is there some sort of Shadow trick we could pull to lose him in the back alleys?
Seems like a decent way to reveal the whole Verwelken thing

>>32288085
>>32288132
Eh, the issue is the dogs. Alleyways tend to be one direction things in surburbia, and our ability to hide from sight is of limited use when he's got a pile of dogs potentially tracking us.

>>32288132
>>32288198
We can trip him up with shadows though.

>>32288224
Oh! That's true.
Maybe some sort of shadow wall blocking an alley? Though if he does move at 20mph that won't keep him for long.

>>32288085
It's a last resort if he seems to be gaining on us, and should probably be accompanied by a desperate "please don't hate me/freak out" if it becomes necessary.
>>32288198
that would be a concern

>>32288132
Shadow powers do seem to be very useful defensively; main reason Verwelken are hated/feared seems to be because you can't see the fuckers to react to them (also the whole widespread insanity thing)

Using your dubious powers to try and protect people is probably one of the more redeeming ways to reveal them.

>>32288132
Upscale neighborhood during the day. Not much in the way of shadows. Worth a shot, if nothing else.

>>32288285
It'd be using the shadowy alleys that were mentioned in the neighborhood description

You see Rowan wincing as she tries to keep up with you. Even wounded and limping, she’s still able to move pretty dang fast, but dog walker’s pace is a lot faster than yours without him even doing anything abnormal. This isn’t going to work out.

“We need more speed,” you say. You get on Rowan’s foot brace side and get under her arm, and help get weight off her leg. You run as one, getting your speed up to something respectable.
Rowan says nothing, and instead focuses on movement.

You think you’re making good time for a while, even with the dog walker slowly gaining on you. Something changes that, though. You hear a shout and rampant barking, and turn around. You see the four German Shepards bursting ahead of the dog walker, who has ‘accidentally’ lost hold on their leashes. They don’t turn to the right or the left, but instead are making a beeline straight toward you.

Fucking dogs. (+3 Stress: 19/100)

Ro turns to look. “Oh crap,” she says.

>Run with Rowan for as long as possible. Buy yourself time.
>Try to get into one of the apartment buildings. You might be able to shut them out if you get a door between you and them. (Dice)
>Go down the next alleyway. Bottle neck and shadows. Not dark ones, but at least something you can work with.
>Plans for if the dogs catch up (?)
>Other (?)

>>32288285
Technically we could probably trip him up with his own shadow.

>>32288315
Fear those fucking dogs.

And by that I mean make them fear us.

>>32288353
Also, keep running.

>>32288353
true they shold be much easyer to sap then the guy him self would we have enugh PP to do it tho?

Rolled 99

>>32288315
>Try to get into one of the apartment buildings. You might be able to shut them out if you get a door between you and them. (Dice)

>>32288315

Try>>32288353

If it fails:
>Go down the next alleyway. Bottle neck and shadows. Not dark ones, but at least something you can work with.
>Plans for if the dogs catch up (?)
Use Rowan as bait, ambush them from the shadows, rip and tear.

>>32288315
>>32288353
This looks pretty good.
If its not feasible, trip the lead dog into the others.

>>32288400
Never fucking mind then!

>>32288406
Sounds good.

>>32288400
>99
Let's not do that
This is why dice should rolled after a desicion is made

>>32288323
We can only influence shadows that connect to us somehow

>>32288315
If we can Fear the dogs without slowing down, its probably worth a shot. Demoralised creatures tend to move very slowly.
An apartment building could very easily just act as a trap, and sooner or later the dogwalker is going to catch up with us and let them in.

>>32288400
We are so fucked. So goddamn fucked.
>Plans for if the dogs catch up: FEAR them. If that doesn't work RIP AND TEAR.

I have this feeling they're not normal dogs.

>>32288315
I say we get into the alleyway. Throw a fireball at the dogs as they enter, hopefully burn more than one in the radius, get our knife and quick hands ready if they close in then keep running before the creep catches up.

I'll just remind you that sap will has a range of four yards. I am now writing.

>>32288489
Dogs will want to get on top of us. The key is to act as they get close, get ahold of their neck, rip, next dog, and so on.

Bite the first dog that tries to bite us, we can find out what our venom does.

>>32288512
Can't rip and tear in the middle of a cul-de-sac

Gotta whip that knife around, keep you're claws in Sierra.

>>32288489
>>32288512
Oh, and noses. Punch/claw their noses. Massive amount of nerves there, it'll stun them.

>>32288546
>You're
Sonofabitch.

Your.

>>32288315
Go down the alley. If it comes down to it, we are going to fight and buy Rowan some time. A better way to buy it than most are going to get.

>>32288509
ohhh shit

>>32288315
>Plans for if the dogs catch up (?)
Super reflexes. Fucking dance circles around them.

>>32288578
If we dart down an alley for combat, then our reflexes might give us the edge when they round the corner.

>>32288315
>Go down the next alleyway. Bottle neck and shadows. Not dark ones, but at least something you can work with.
We need to avoid conflict as much as possible. They want to test our ability to fight as well as try to kill us.

>>32288563
Remember to absorb PP during any melee combat

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The only chance you see yourself having is down one of the alleyways. “C’mon, this way,” you say, suddenly changing direction on Ro and pulling her over into the gap between apartment buildings.

“Where are you going?” Rowan asks between breaths.

“Right here,” you say, getting as far as you can down the alley before the fastests of the dogs appears at the other end. It skitters about the edge and comes barreling down after you. You’ve got a few seconds. “Go!” You say, pushing Rowan ahead and turning around to confront the animal. When it gets closer, you see its form waver and snap, then vanish altogether, like one of those little image cards that changes appearance when you look at it from different angles.

In its place is something the likes of which you’ve never seen before in your life – and yet, at the same time, is vaguely… familiar? The German Shepard isn’t a dog at all, but rather a snarling, dog-shaped form of leathery flesh, rolling sinew, and muscle. It has two swooped horns on its head, and a hideously lolling tongue. Tufts of hair and spines stick out from its skin, and its feet are tipped with jagged claws, and its tail is rough and segmented – almost insect like, even. It looks a lot tougher than any dog you’ve ever seen. (Hellhound 11/11 HP)

>>32288905

“Fuck,” you say, fighting the urge to turn tail and run. This is the scariest thing you’ve seen all day. (+5 Stress: 24/100)

>Sap will (Dice)
>Rip n tear (Dice)
>Fire! (Dice)
>Utilize the shadows (Dice)
>Throw your knife in its face (Dice)
>RUN FOR YOUR LIFE
>Other (?)
You can use multiple powers at the same time, but be mindful they will all use PP. One dice roll will suffice for all your actions.

Rolled 84

>>32288936
>Fire! (Dice)
Fur burns.

Rolled 93

>>32288936
>>Fire! (Dice)

>>32288936
>Sap will (Dice)
Not rolling this time because of evil dice.

Rolled 82

>>32288936
>Rip and tear

Rolled 99

>>32288936
CALLED IT! Goddamnit and there's more of them!
Gotta try and be smart about this.
>Throw your knife in its face (Dice)
>Utilize the shadows: create a solid wall of some sort if at all possible. If not, hide and attack;
>Rip n tear (Dice)

Gotta buy Rowan time.

Rolled 76

>>32288936
>Sap will (Dice)
>RUN FOR YOUR LIFE

Rolled 5, 1 = 6

>>32288905
shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit

Get out your claws, and use fire as an opening gambit I guess? If we run right now it'll just slash our back, and I doubt our shadow tricks are potent enough just yet.

>>32288936
>Sap and RUN!

>>32288984
>>32288995
>>32289005
>>32289012
...

Suriousley.

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Rolled 13

>>32289012
I'm going to go and kill myself now.

Fuck you, dice gods.

Rolled 21

>>32288936
>Throw your knife in its face (Dice)

>>32289024
This guys got it right, sap will and GTFO.

Rolled 44

>>32288936
>Fire! (Dice)

>>32289022

2d5? What is this? I've never even seen a five sided dice before.

Roll your dice sap will fags, roll them.

Rolled 90

>>32288936
Sap and run, we can't handle several of these fuckers

Possibly set fire to this fucker to create a burning obstacle before we run like a madthing

Rolled 46

>>32288936
>Rip n tear (Dice)
Carefully, keep it from leaping on top of us, try to get a claw around it's neck.

Rolled 49

>>32288936
>Sap and RUN!
Fuck hellhounds, and fuck /tg/'s dice seed.

>>32289001
>>32289024
You can't really win if you don't fucking roll.

All these rolls over 80 and we're in the one quest where thats a bad thing. God damn.

Jesus these rolls

I hope this game has a tiger dojo or equivalent

>>32289154
/tg/ dice know, man. They fucking know.

Rolled 31

>>32289154
It's a plot between Languid and the Dice Gods. I just know it.

Rolled 60

>>32289144
Dude takes best of three, I thought, but I'll roll for you Anon-kun

Rolled 86

I can imagine all the other quests looking at our rolls and eating their heart out at the results.

>>32289387
It's all porn for Shadow Quest

>>32289451

The surprise of the thing’s alien form almost makes you forget you should be doing something. At the last second, you start condensing all of your fear and anger into a ball, and – the hellhound leaps at you before you can project your negative emotions. Dammit, it’s fast – instinctually, you raise your claws and grab the thing by the head to keep its carving maw away from your face, and abandon your attack. You feel the energy dissipate even as you’re thrown backward onto the asphalt. (-2 PP 11/13, +6 Stress: 30/100)

It’s weight and claws crush down on you – its foreclaws cut through your jacket and dig into your skin, just below your collar bones. The pain gets you – you feel weak. (-2 HP: 4/13, +5 Stress: 35/100) You can’t keep its teeth away from you – you turn your head to the side, but one snap of its jaw leaves a deep cut on your cheek.

>>32289593

A glorious blaze of light and sound explodes from behind you. “BACK, FIEND!” shouts a sonorous voice. Three bursts of light and thunder slam into the monster on top of you, one after another, and carry it off. You shakily get to your feet as fast as you can, and look back at Rowan. (Rowan: 3/15) She’s glowing white with blazing radiance, and grips a handgun in her off hand. The weapon looks like a five-seven, but it has taken on a golden candor and radiant glory.

You look back at the canine abomination. Burning red holes have been punched into its front shoulder, head, and back, out of all of which pumps oozing red fluid (Hellhound: 0/11). In your weakened state, the metallic scent of blood fills your nostrils, and the dark crimson almost seems to shimmer seductively at you in the light.

Another two hellhounds appear at the entrance of the alleyway.

The glow about Rowan fades, and she drops to a knee out of fatigue, keeping her pistol raised. “S-Sierra,” she says weakly, “I don’t know if I can do that again.”

>Use the shadows to delay your attackers. (Dice)
>You must feed.
>Sap will. (Dice)
>Fire. (Dice)
>Fire claw strike. (Dice)
>Shadow crawl, stay fast, stay hidden – hit and run with your claws. (Dice)
>Other (?)
I take best of first three, priority on crit's action.

Rolled 48

>>32289615
>Use the shadows to delay your attackers. (Dice)
>Make a wall. Something!

I can't take this stress goddamnit.

Rolled 77

>>32289615
>Fire Claw Strike

Gotta be showy to keep them off Rowan

Rolled 90

>>32289615
>Use the shadows to delay your attackers.

Rolled 48

>>32289615
>Use the shadows to delay your attackers. (Dice)

Rolled 17

>>32289615
take a bite then shadow crawl

Rolled 4

>>32289615
>Have Ro get behind, and then fire at will

Rolled 67

>>32289615
>>Fire claw strike. (Dice)

Rolled 45

>>32289615
Fire all up in this bitch

>>32289753
good roll, if they get counted for specific choices

Rolled 50

>>32289615
>You must feed.
>Shadow crawl, stay fast, stay hidden – hit and run with your claws. (Dice)

>>32289724
supporting taking a bite if it doesn't get in the way of reacting to the two new enemies, we need any health we can get to tank for Ro

>>32289876
It could have consequences, but we may have to.

>>32289615
>>Fire claw strike. (Dice)

Rolled 99

>>32289615
>Fire claw strike

Rolled 79

>>32290012
dasdasdadasdas DAASDAS
aaaAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Rolled 49

>>32289690
>>32289713
>>32290012
Shadow Quest would have killed for these when they went against Erebus.

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>>32290012
>/tg/ dice

Rolled 56

>>32290091
Reminds me of Fall Quest when the MC grit mode'd against the gay shower.

>>32289717
>>32289680
Same vote and same roll

>>32290183
Would have been better if the result had been 1. Crit success would have been SO good right now.

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And so it came to be that Sierra joined the company of Peter Parker and JJ Green, to sit amidst the Halls of the Black Dice, and to dine upon spaghetti and drink from her own tears, and thus shall it be till the end of time...

>>32290162
It is not just gay it is probably Valk's

>>32290012
it look like the dice want blood quick someone bleed on them to sate thare blood thirst

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Rolled 26

The hounds come tearing down the alleyway, their barks sounding ravenous and metallic. Rowan starts pulling the trigger, peppering both creatures with as much lead as is in the magazine. The hounds are wickedly fast. One dodges the bullets meant for it, while the other takes a couple hits – it seems more resilient than any terrestrial creature would be in its situation, and keeps gaping toward you, albeit with a limp. (First Hellhound 5/11 HP)

Its uninjured packmate charges ahead. Another set of clothes ruined by blood and claw marks, you don’t even bother to roll up your sleeves as you draw fire from inside yourself to your claws. The ends of your jacket and shirt sleeves burn away in an instant as you throw a bolt of hellfire into the charging hellhound. The animal yelps in pain and rage, and lunges forward for the kill. (Second Hellhound 4/11 HP)

Rowan is out of ammunition, you’re out of time, and the hellhound’s jaws gape wide.

You throw up your hands as if to block the creature, throwing all of your willpower into making what’s about to happen, not happen. And it doesn’t. The dim lighting of the alley coalesces instantly into an opaque area of impenetrable darkness – not just by sight, but also by force. You can hear claws scraping at the other side of the wall, screeching against the hard shadow like nails on a chalkboard.