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Rolled 19

>>33588029

>>33588170
I really don't want to roll anymore

Rolled 17

>>33588029
what could go wrong?

Rolled 16

>>33588029
Well, it is best of three.

>>33588170
>>33588195
>>33588251
Well played

>>33588192
Oh what's the WORST that could happen?

>writing!

Rolled 7

>>33588029
>"Yeah, sure!" I chirp,
Your girls sure do chirp a lot.

>>33588323
They're all secretly part bird, obviously.

>>33588354
>>33588323
You're onto me, this is actually a harpy quest.

>still writing!

>>33588170
Blessed dice.

>>33588029
Sullen Mom makes me sad.

>>33588425
Even mom can be jealous from time to time, we just gotta remind her why we're best daughter.

>>33588387
>this is actually a harpy quest.
i'd still totally play it
now you know what you'll have to run if you ever want a breather/sidequest

>>33588387
Aw man, now I'm sad that there actually isn't a Harpy Quest.

>>33588559
You can pretend all the characters are giant birds if it makes you feel better. Makes everything cuter!

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>>33588587

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>>33588675
More like this. Only with girls.

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I put the other card away, and then take the other card into my hand.
That's strange, the black marking on it has changed. The black mark has turned into an X marking, the corners of the card almost dripping with the substance that composes the inky void in the face of it.

"So, same thing as last time?" I ask
"Let's both try, at the same time." She says, approaching me.

Mom's hand raises up to the card, she gently presses her finger on the corner.
Wait, the ink on the card, it's rippling?

"OW!" Mom's hand draws back as she inspects her finger.

"What happened!?" I lose focus of the card for a second.

"I-I, um." Mom gazes at her finger, and I get a look at it too, seems to be a small cut of some kind?
"I think it was just a papercut." She says, laughing softly.

I look back at the card, and the ink has shifted AGAIN, now it's trying to regroup at the other end of the card where I'm holding it.

I let go of the card instinctively, it's now floating in mid-air.
Mom's face goes slightly pale.

That's a bad sign, I should get started.

[1/?]

>>33589133
>I put the other card away, and then take the other card into my hand.

Why do I keep making these mistakes?
I'm not to the point where I delete whole posts to fix them, I suppose.

>>33589176
"some QM" do that a lot
it's ok, follow your heart

>>33589133
>we don't need Mom's help?
Not sure whether to be pleased by this or not. It'd be cuter if we had to run to her every time we got a black card.

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>>33589237
I can't imagine who!

>writing

>>33589831
Well, there was a lot of card at least!
>Slowly, the glossy ink on the card starts to ripple again. It stretches and bends across the face of the card, it's trying to completely consume the card!
>The ink douses the card completely. The entire card is now a large black square, the ink has taken the entire card as it's own.
Cardapalooza!

>>33589784
Too much repitition. Everytime "the card", the second half looks alright though.

>>33589867
Yeah okay, something is wrong, so it's rewrite time!

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>>33589133
I stretch out my hands and focus on it, the emptiness inside the card, its desire to shine through the black cloud that has taken it over.
Its golden glean starts to shine brighter and brighter. The light struggling to break free from the black prison that is holding it.

Slowly, the glossy ink on the card starts to ripple again. It stretches and bends across the face, it's trying to completely consume it!

The ink slowly eats it completely. Leaving little more than a large, black husk of its former self floating before me. The ink has taken everything about the card as it's own.
But I'm not going to give up yet.

I close my eyes, and think about the glow that is barely shining through the darkness.

The image of what it must look like becomes visible, in a void of darkness, it shines more brilliantly than a distant star. The light it gives off slowly expanding to illuminate even the darkest of spaces in the well that it has found itself in.

Hey, that's strange, I smell something.. burning?

[2/?]

>>33589879
>>33589867
Thank you

Pointing it out is the best thing to do because it probably means that something happened mid-write that stole my attention and made me write like a zombie.

>>33589946
Creepy shit this.

>>33590026
It's just a semi-sentient prison tar. No big deal.

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>>33589946
I keep up my attack, the shining star becomes even more visible as the darkness surrounding it tries to regroup for another stab at it.

I can't see what is causing it, but there's a hissing noise, and it's getting louder.

The darkness forms into a literal spear, as it flies at the ball of warmth and kindness that is floating before me, in my mind.

The hissing noise is very audible now. It's accompanied by hurried footsteps walking up behind me.

My hand, or it's hand, it's hard to know which, reaches out and takes hold of it. The same shine that flows through the card envelopes the spear and turns it into mere ash. The inky void surrounding the card begins to narrowly cave in onto it.

The hissing sound is almost unbearable now. It has become so loud that it feels like I am standing in a frying pan while grease and vapor dances around on the surface.
The temperature that surrounds me has turned itself up to complement the sound. I can feel a set of cooling hands rest themselves on my shoulders.

The inky void in my mind slowly, slowly, slowly starts to press down onto it. Suffocating and strangling the glowing aura that should be aflame in the darkness. I can feel myself getting short of breath, yet, I'm not afraid. A pulse of anger and fury rips through the endless night, shearing it in half.

My eyes snap open to reveal a melting blob of burning tar, some tendrils barely holding onto the card as the surface of it fizzes wildly with light. The few strands of blank ink on its surface bubble and boil with righteous fury.

My head tilts upward,
"Wait, M-Mom!?"

[3/?]

>>33590461
We're lucky mom's around to beat up unruly cards.

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>>33590461
Her hands glow, her hair pulses wildly with light, and her face has taken on a scowl that I have never seen before.
If this were any other occasion, I'm not sure I would even recognize her as my mother.

She slowly begins to drop the facade, her hair continuing to glow as her hands and muscles release their tension on my shoulders.

Her arm wraps around my shoulder for support. I can hear her heart pounding like a drum, despite not being close to her body. Did that really take so much energy from her?

We both slump down into the sand, she rests her head on my shoulder.

"Thank you, Mom." is all I can say right now. She merely sighs in response.

The glistening card remains floating in the air as the last few drops of ink fall off of it. The boiling mass of tar making a lump below it.

But suddenly, the mass of ink swells, and then stands on end.

>Make a grab for the card!
>Try to burn the ink!
>Punch it.

>>33591048
>Try to burn the ink!
LAZORS!

>>33591048
>Make a grab for the card!

It's probably just mask dude showing up again. Minus his cool duds. Guy just wants to talk.

>>33591048
>Punch it.
Yes.

>>33591048
>>Make a grab for the card!
Save the card. Hopefully its friendly.

>>33591048
>>Try to burn the ink!

>>33591048
>Make a grab for the card!

>>33591048
>>Try to burn the ink!
I have no idea what to do!

>>33591048
>>Try to burn the ink!
This is definitly not a good thing.

>>33591048
>Make a grab for the card!
Panic more!

So

The choice is

>Try to burn the ink!
>Make a grab for the card!

Why not both?
Writing!

>>33591290
Shining Finger maybe.

>>33591290
>Why not both?
Because this feels an awful lot like forcing a hermit crab out of its home? Poor thing. Won't anyone think of poor darkness-kun?

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We both dart to our feet just in time to see several tendrils swipe at us from the blackened mass.

"Stand back!" Mom yells, her fists start to glow.

Wait, she can do that too?

Her hands stretch out into flattened palms as they strike the tendrils in a one-two punch. Sending them back into the mass. The bulging mess starts to emit another hissing sound.

I think I understand now.

I leap forward into action, sprinting at the floating card, still hovering in mid-air.
"W-WHERE ARE YOU GOING?" Mom is studdering slightly,
I look back toward her, one of the tendrils has grabbed onto her arm, and is pulling her toward the mass.
My head snaps back around just in time to watch a tendril pass a few inches from my face, but quickly disintegrate in the glowing aura that is protecting me.

As I approach the bubbling mass, the sizzling noise becomes unbearable again as it tries to move in several separate directions at once to escape the aura. Causing it to stretch outward like silly putty.
At the same time, a part of it regroups and flings itself at me!

My fist counters the massive blob with a crack and a fizzle, I don't even know where I learned how to punch like that.

[1/?]

>>33592102
Action at last!

>>33592102
Fuck yeah Justice. It's a good thing we've got two cards. One for her and one for experiments.

>>33592102
I still think it's like a hermit crab. Only one that murdered the previous occupant.

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>>33592102
The part that attacked me was merely a diversion, the rest of it appears to be trying to jump back onto the card!

Which is exactly what I was expecting it to do.

The ink didn't get off the card because it didn't want it anymore, it got off the card because the glowing aura is like heat to it. It got off the card to get away from the energy I had put into it.

And now that the source of the energy is rapidly approaching it, it's trying to jump back onto the much 'cooler' surface again, away from me.

All I have to do is get the card before it does.
And I think I have a way to do that.

What remains of the blob surrounds the card, the energy I poured into it starting to fade as it slowly starts to close around it.

I think about the glow, the warmth and love that is contained within the card, that is contained within me. And I think about that love.

Slowly moving to my hand

I can feel the wave and vibrations of it as it moves through my body, up my chest, around my shoulder, down my arm. It feels like a spring that is slowly bounding it's way through my body. Every inch of the way, it picks up speed and momentum as it moves.

My hand is starting to glow

With a quick swipe, I reach in and grab the card. Just as the blob tries to close around it, my hand's energy pushing it away and causing it to jump back onto the ground not too far away from me.

There's an empty void on the front of this card, like there should be someone there, but there isn't.
Yet, as I grab it, I suddenly notice something on the face. It's a blue lady in a well-kept outfit, it looks military in origin, like she is a sea captain!

Suddenly, I can feel the lack of energy in the rest of my body, and my transformation drops off, leaving me in my normal clothes again.

I can see the blob moving out of the corner of my eye.
[2/?]

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>>33592831
This card, there's something about it, the same warm feeling is being eminated by it. I can see the lady on the front of it, yet it doesn't have the same feel as the other card.

The ink slowly starts to regroup, though there is much less of it now.

The lady on the front feels like a painting. Like she's standing in the card, but at the same time, is completely hollow.

Now the mass slowly starts to take shape, regrouping smaller peices into itself, it stands up again and readies another tendril in my direction.

That must be so sad, being all alone in a sea of darkness. I may have been the first person who had ever reached out to her.

The long, syrup-like cord flies in my direction, taking the rest of the ink with it.

Slowly, I reach back out to the lady in the card.

[3/?]

>>33593379
Time for magical girl!

>>33593379
Is this where we get the magic explanation?

>>33593458
Why would it be? We're just reaching out to a card lady. No time for exposition now!

Unless time stops again and she courteously explains.

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>>33593458
I dunno, maybe it's me but I kind of like the vagueness that's associated with the magic. There's an element of mystery involved where we know as little as Masami (it also keeps us from metagaming out the ass, but whatever)

>>33593479
uh... OOC? That is a thing, and we were promised card naming.

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>>33593379
CRACK

A metal blade stops the blotch in mid-flight, it remains suspended in the air.

I search around for whoever could have done that, but there's no one else here except Mom and I. And Mom is currently kneeled down in the sand, looking extremely fatigued and confused.

I feel a distinct weight in my right hand.

The well-trimmed outfit in the card is now on my back, I can see the shoulders and the well-laid tassles and buttons adorning my front and my sides. In my right hand is a sabre, well-polished and gleaming with a blue aura.

The monster seems to be frozen in mid-air, seemingly falling, yet never touching the ground, he takes another strike at me.

And it misses,
Despite me standing right next to it.

It takes another swipe, misses, and another, miss, and again.

Eventually he is moving his entire bulbous mass is striking with every possible angle and swipe. Yet none of it connects, it's as if the distance between me and him increases between every swipe and jab. Despite me never moving a muscle, only standing around, looking shocked.

I move the sword to my left hand, it doesn't feel as sure there, but it does feel much more controlled.

My arm extends outward, and I charge the beast.

A flurry of swipes and stabs are all I remember next, every time it seemed like the sword had found a resting place, my arm would find a new angle and direction to move with the sabre.

All that is left are millions of tiny, black pieces floating in the air. The blue energy pulsating from the sword forms into a mist that circles above me and wisks it all away.

I turn back around, feeling rather proud of myself-
Only to find Mom sprawled out on the ground.

OH GOD

"MOM!"

[4/?]

>Hey! While we're waiting! Why not try to think of a name for this card?

>>33593652
Jeanne

>>33593652
Well shit. Mom better be fine!

>>33593652
Are we going for CONCEPT names or normal names? Cause >>33593699 is a fine normal name.

>>33593719
I was actually making a reference to Jeanne D'Arc. But, that is a good question.

>>33593719
Up to you guys!

I'm going to make a pastebin soon so every card you collect has the name and the transformation descriptions of the stuff you do know about them.

>>33593779
Well, we already named Just??? Haruko. Might as well continue the normal names theme we got going.

>>33593767
i like that

>>33593838
>>33593767
Maybe something more associated with fencing then like Julie.

>>33593891
La Maupin?

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A sword user associated with the sea

>>33593975
No. Bad juju, BAD JUJU.

>>33593934
Was the first to come to mind,
though one of those female pirates would be appropriate too, but I can neither remember the names, nor if they werer noted for fencing ability.

Is it bad that I want to give all these names the mangled by Japanese treatment?

>>33594089
Juri? Not sure how to mangle D'Aubigny.

>>33594041
I'd support Julie.

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>>33593652
"M-Mom", my words seem more like weak moans

Her face is a blush red, she groans slightly and tries to move, but immediately slumps back down into the sand.

Mommy, please, please be okay.

--

I can EASILY carry her with this transformation, even though she's over twice my size. I pick her up out of the sand and take her back inside, laying her down and putting an ice pack on her forehead.

Her hair has returned to normal now. She seems to be stirring slightly as I put a glass of water by her.

She looks up at me, a single tear forms at the corner of her eye,
"Y-You're not hurt, are you?"
Why are you worried about me?

"I'm fine! You're the one that just fell down! Here! Drink!"
Her eyes flutter open, she drinks from the cup before replying,
"T-thanks sweetie, I'm fine. Really. I just got a little too hot, that's all."

I don't believe you!

She tries to stand up, but I quickly keep her down. She shouldn't be standing when she's like this.
"No, Mom, Rest."

"I-It's fine, I'll be okay in a few minutes."

I can feel the tears in my eyes welling up again.
Without even saying anything, I throw myself into her arms.

I just begin crying. She slowly runs her hand through my now shoulder-length hair.

We sit there like that for what feels like an hour.

>Say/do something?
>Such as
>"Do you just want to go to bed?"
>"Do you want something to eat?"
>"What did you do to get like this?"
>"Please don't even do that again!"

>>33594181
>>"Do you just want to go to bed?"
>>"What did you do to get like this?"

>>33594181
>>"Do you just want to go to bed?"
>>"Do you want something to eat?"
>>"What did you do to get like this?"
>>"Please don't even do that again!"

Falling over ourself in worry, go!

>>33594181
>"What did you do to get like this?"
>"Do you want something to eat?"
Seems prudent.

>>33594221
I don't like the "Please don't do that again!" line because we know we're going to be throwing ourselves in these kinds of situations and we shouldn't ask her to do something we wouldn't do ourselves.

>>33594181
>"Do you just want to go to bed?"
>"Do you want something to eat?"
>>"What did you do to get like this?"
>"Please don't even do that again!"

Hit the internal flustered post-action panic button!

>>33594181
>"Please don't even do that again!"
>"What did you do to get like this?"
>"Do you need more water? What about a cold rag to cool down with? Do you need me to call someone?"

>>33593975
Filena?
yeah, that's a really obscure reference

>>33594181
>"What did you do to get like this?"
>"Do you want something to eat?"

>>33594246
I think in the heat of the moment its appropriate, even if you are basically right.

Also on the name, I'm seeing a toss-up between Julie and Jeanne. You don't even have to name them this thread, so you can take as much time as you want.

>>33593975
I like to consider myself a LITTLE more original than just stealing her!

>>33594311
I proposed Jeanne, but switched to Julie. I don't think anyone else is supporting Jeanne over Julie.

>>33594311
I don't think there needs to be reference naming, but Julie sounds nice enough on its own merit.

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>>33594270
I tend not to rename my images.
>>33594311
She isn't the only one who could fit that profile.

>>33594414
I consider this as more of an easter egg reference than a hidden meaning reference.

>>33594440
Haha. Tempted to go for Karen now. But it wouldn't be the same without the horse.

Julie is fine.

>>33594440
Good catch!

Also

>writing!
>Also name chosen: Julie!

Slight break, apologies to people trying to stay up to finish it.

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>>33594845
no worries bro. I like your writing, so if it takes a bit to get it right, that's fine.

>>33594943
Thanks!

>writing

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"Please Mom, Please don't ever do that again."
I'm hugging her tighter, the tears aren't letting up.

"I just overdid it a bit, it's fine"
"No it's not fine!"
I bury my face in her shirt, she wraps her arms around my neck.

"It's fine Masami, Everything is fine now"
She's pretending to be mature again. If she was really mature then this wouldn't have happened.

"..Is there anything I can do to help? Do you want something to eat? Do you want to go lay down? Anything?" I ask, I can feel the worry creeping up back into my throat.

"It's fine, sweetie, let's just take a bath and go to bed for the night. All I really need is some rest."
"O-Okay."

She starts to sit up, I can tell she's having problems sitting upright. I'm having to support her, even though she hasn't even stood up yet.

After some fumbling, we both eventually manage to take a bath, with me having to make sure she didn't fall asleep on several occasions while she was standing up. Eventually I leave her in her room so she can get changed for bed while I go handle cleaning up after everything that happened today.

--

"Julie", I say, grabbing another plate and scrubbing it clean.
"I'll name that card 'Julie', it will go along well with Haruko."
I smile, maybe it's a little, weird, to be naming those things after people, but I know that it's how I would want to be treated.

Maybe someday they can tell me their own names.

[1/?]

>>33595449
Time for me to go now. Later.

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>>33596622
I'm finally done cleaning up after dinner, making sure that everything will be ready for the morning, I make my way to my room.

..Just in time for me to look over and notice Mom's door open.
And then I walk in to notice her laying half-naked on her bed, completely asleep. It seems she only got halfway through the 'getting dressed' portion before she just slumped over into her bed and went to sleep.

I drape the blanket over her. I'm tempted to sleep here tonight as well, especially with all the crazy things that happened today. But she needs her privacy, and I need to get to bed before it gets any later. Shutting the door as I leave the room, I briefly whisper:

"I'll wake you up in the morning, but you better not think that I'm making breakfast for you."
Arms cross. Pout.

Thread end.

>>33596680
>"I'll wake you up in the morning, but you better not think that I'm making breakfast for you."
>Arms cross. Pout.
Like we could. We'd have a better chance of becoming a magic chef than cooking breakfast ourselves.

also hnng

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>>33596670
Good night

Okay, players.
Now we do the after-thread Q&A, but there's something else I want to discuss.

Someone made a really good suggestion to me: allow you all to vote on which story arc the quest goes to next based on the title of the arc.

What do you think, Yes/No?

Also related, How was this thread? Was it any faster than how the quest has been normally moving at?

>>33596768
Also it seems I may have waited too long to ask that question, granted this thread went way longer than normal because of late start time.

I will pose the same question on twitter so anyone who has opinions on it can answer there.

>>33596768
I see no issues with choosing an arc, but perhaps base it on actions rather than a vote if possible. Pacing for this thread seems to be ok with us finishing up a card and some slice of life afterwards.

I archived this thread because I might fall asleep soon. I'll be sure to read all responses to the idea and I'll also respond on twitter if anyone wants to talk about it more there.

>>33596960
Sounds good, I wasn't going to specifically ask which arc to go to, that would be kind of meta.

I can base it on actions instead of a vote. That would have been the standard way to choose what arc happened next, anyway.

>>33596960
>Pacing for this thread seems to be ok with us finishing up a card and some slice of life afterwards.

Also I hope so, because pacing will hopefully speed up from here. This thread was a jump-start to hopefully begin the process of getting cards and naming cards.

I hate to put it this way, but this thread was like leaving the tutorial.

I'll also have a pastebin set up fairly soon, hopefully next thread, where we can keep track of cards and their names. As well as other character facts.

>>33597007
As the person who suggested the idea, as long as I get cool fake episode titles out of it, I don't care how we decide what happens next.

>>33596768
hmm, i'm not a really fan of the ending... yeah, it's "clean" but i prefer (light) cliffhangers... oh well

oh, and for the arcs, i agree with >>33596960

>>33597083
>preferring cliffhangers
I don't like you.

Ideally there should always be something to look forward to without a minor crisis. Like our conversation with Mom tomorrow morning, or seeing our friends. Meeting Julie for realz.

>>33597083
I was actually wanting this thread to end on the next in-game day, because then it would have ended with trying to walk to school with Aiko, which I'm sure will be loads of fun.

But, didn't plan my runtime well enough, I'll try to do better in the future.

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>>33597151
Thanks for running.

>>33597184
I wonder if I'm ever going to work in most of the really good Sakura outfits?

>>33597073
Thanks for the suggestion that time! It really seems like something I could experiment with.

As for episode titles, that's most certainly something I had in mind.