>>33936020

A minute later, you and Ro come over to the volleyball net thing, where a couple guys are drawing out lines in the sand to serve as the borders. Harvey, Nathan, Baron, and more besides are present. Sydney and a couple other people are hitting the ball between them after the style of a warmup. Vikrama’s on the sidelines, though she’s just sitting on the sand with her sunglasses on.

“You’re not playing?” asks Rowan.

“I’m playing spectator,” Vikrama replies. “I’ll see whichever side’s better first, then I’ll join that one.”

Baron overhears and speaks loudly from where he’s standing some distance away. “Don’t you mean you’ll join whichever one’s worse?” he asks. “Your skills will mean the difference between victory and defeat!” There’s something in his voice that means you can’t just disregard the comment as a joke.

“You play volleyball?” you ask, turning to face her.

Vik peers at you over the top of her sunglasses. “Alas, but not anymore,” she says. “They were capital times, my good chum.”

“Whatever, you’re playing,” Rowan says, taking Vikrama by the hands and hoisting her up. “Get off your butt and pick a side.”

The other players seem to be separating into teams, now. Harvey and his friends take one side. Though younger than you, they all look like really kind of big people that probably do sports.

>>33936027

The tiny Sydney and some tall, lanky Asian girl are the only exceptions to their lineup. Harvey has a kind of clinically detached humor about him as he takes centerline at the net.

Meanwhile, you and your friends take the other side, along with a couple other people you vaguely know - you assume they’re acquaintences of Nate or Vikrama.

“I haven’t played volleyball in ages,” says Baron, doing a couple stretches. “One good thing about the weather at least, the sand’s not burning hot.” His excessive height will be great when he’s up at the net – he can almost spike the ball without jumping off the ground.

“We’ve got National High’s soccer queen, Vikrama, ex pro volleyball player, and like, the tallest guy in school on our team,” Nathan says to you, grinning conspiratorially to you. “We’re going to feed these kids sand.”

Rowan chuckles to herself.

You’re not sure Nathan has a good grip on the situation. Harvey and his friends all seem way relaxed, and not in the lazy kind of way. They know what they’re doing. You’re probably going to have a hard game on your hands if you make it competitive.

>>33936038

The guys figure out who’s going first with a fierce game of rock paper scissors, and it goes to your side.

“Sierra gets first serve,” says Baron, tossing the ball your way. “It’s your ball anyway.”

You catch it, and spin it around in your hands for a second.

-Opening line-
>Let’s not keep track of points, okay? Somebody always twists an ankle when you keep track of points.
>Star punch – go! (Execute a ridiculous punch serve.)
>You guys are so dead.
-Tactics-
>Get on the net and become MVP.
>Stay in the back and support.
>Life's too short. Screw around.
>Other (?)

>>33936052
>Let’s not keep track of points, okay? Somebody always twists an ankle when you keep track of points.
>Stay in the back and support.

>>33936052
>You guys are so dead.
>Get on the net and become MVP.

>>33936052
>Star punch – go! (Execute a ridiculous punch serve.)
>Get on the net and become MVP.

>>33936052
-Opening line-
>You guys are so dead.
-Tactics-
>Get on the net and become MVP.

>>33936052
>Star punch – go! (Execute a ridiculous punch serve.)

>Stay in the back and support.
>Try to feed balls to Vik and/or Ro.

Not that we're bad but they're just good.

>>33936052
>Let’s not keep track of points, okay? Somebody always twists an ankle when you keep track of points.
>Get on the net and become MVP.

>>33936052
>>Star punch – go! (Execute a ridiculous punch serve.)
>>Get on the net and become MVP.

>>33936052
>Star punch – go!
>Stay in the back and support.

>>33936052
No powers besides passives, before anyone suggests them.

Opening line:
>Yee-haw!
>support Browan and vik

>>33936052
>>Star punch – go! (Execute a ridiculous punch serve.)
>>Stay in the back and support.

>>33936052
Support

>>33936144
Agreed. Don't wanna be a cheat.

Err, bigger cheat. Technically.

>>33936052
>Let’s not keep track of points, okay? Somebody always twists an ankle when you keep track of points.
>Life's too short. Screw around.

>>33936052
>You guys are so dead.
>Stay in the back and support.

>>33936052
>Star punch – go! (Execute a ridiculous punch serve.)
>Get on the net and become MVP.

Dice action.

Rolled 69

>>33936221

>>33936221
Inb4 crit fail, we pop claws and puncture the ball

>>33936239
>Critfail
>Smash Ro in the face
>She accidentally drops her glamours
>OH EM GEE YOU'RE AN ANGEL?!

Rolled 61

>>33936221
Shazam

Rolled 26

>>33936221

Rolled 1

>>33936221

>>33936270
Why
Why so slow

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>>33936270
PFFFFFFFFFFF

>>33936270
SHIT

>>33936270

If this had gone through, I don't even know what that would entail. Thank goodness.

>>33936302
Why must you torment us so, cruel Lawngod?

>>33936270
Well, not like 26 is bad. Getting a 1 on this would've likely lead to us butchering them, and also waiting for a long ass time for Languid to make his next post.

Not that butchering is bad for a rising Imperiate.

>>33936302
It would have been such a figurative slaughter that it would hve had ou bloodlust satiated for the day.

>>33936302
>1
>our weak and foolish opponents crumble before our onslaught. Those who survive raise their hands and lower their heads in supplication. Our glamor falls and, with eyes wreathed in flame, we command their allegiance. Weeping with exquisite, rapturous agony, they swear fealty to Sierra, queen of the sands and Imperiate arisen.

>>33936052
Heh
>Life's too short. Screw around
I Think Sierra is forgetting that she has imortality type A

Rolled 4

Time to roll on the Wheel of Shit That Might Go Wrong at the Beach!

>1 Sattler being a weirdo stalking us.
>2 Fall in the water, get attacked by shark. Or undertow. Or flashbacks because ocean. 2 is just water badness in general.
>3 Accidentally fall into the bonfire, people freaked out, then more freaked out when Sierra's fine
>4 Glamour failure on our end
>5 Glamour failure on Ro's end
>6 Glamour failure for everyone! Ro, Sierra, elf, we all fucking up!
>7 Pass out because exhausted from not sleeping for a while and climbing a mountain and fighting demon snakes. People draw dicks on Sierra's face while unconscious.
>8 Accidentally backwash venom into the booze. Baron starts foaming at the mouth when he sips from Sierra's drink by mistake.
>9 B-b-b-bloodlust!
>9 Seagulls steal our food
>10 Accidentally light something on fire.
>11 Absentmindedly use the shadow self to pick something up instead of using an arm. People start freaking out.

>>33936452
New Ability Unlocked: Volleyball Dominion

>>33936462
>4 Glamour failure on our end

Why would you jinx it like that? WHY!

>>33936462
Reminding me that we really, really need to learn how to swim.
I don't understand how anyone in 2014 can't at least tread water, let alone lap at ease, even in people clothes

>>33936471
Sierra Shut up and Jam Gaiden Volleyball Trials

>>33936492
>Reminding me that we really, really need to learn how to swim.
Yeah, why haven't we so far?

>>33936492
Because its mostly a matter of remaining calm. Panic kills in water. Absolute PTSD induced hyper stress leaves you with no chance

Rolled 11

>>33936462

>>33936462
I'm thinking glamor failure on Ro is most likely, but glamor failure our end or falling in the bonfire because reasons are also pretty plausible. A part of me kind of wants some regular human friends who are in on things, since speaking with them seems to be good for our sanity/keeping us grounded but it's ridiculously hard to discuss anything with them as things are. Plus as huge nerds their reactions would be hilarious.

Where the fuck are the Crowthers, anyway? Moriah needs more nerd friends.

>>33936471
>Now tell me, mortals, is there anyone on this weak and pathetic plane who has -game"?
>Everybody get up it's time to slam now

>>33936492
It's just one of those things we never got around to.

Like asking someone what kind of neat things are out there besides angels and demons.

So far we know that elves and goblins and dragons are things, but we don't really know much of anything about them.

>>33936534
Well, we didn't lose glamour even when we fell to a pool and almost drowned, except maybe for our skin. That part was unclear but heavily implied, I think.

Glamour is a weird thing.

>>33936534
I really Think it would be possible, we just have to ease Them into the ideer that magic and Stuff is Real, instad of plunging them

>>33936530
Well, I'm down for meditating in a lake or something to at least get the basics of not panic-drowning down pat. Gotta be infallible after all

>>33936534
I think Ro likes that they're separate from all that stuff. Helps her feel normal.

>>33936574
To be honest I would have expected us to get some stuff like that in a sort of growing reference block of shit Sierra learns outside of direct control. Getting it in game would bog things down way too much, but not having the info from general house chat and idle conversation/inquisitiveness seems implausible.

>>33936611
Is normal really a good thing? I dont think sierra fells that way

>>33936632
Helps keep some perspective at least, when all your friends are hellspawn, angels, druids etc I imagine it would be easy to kinda lose touch with reality.

>>33936616
Languid asks us to assume that Sierra does 'obvious' stuff over the timeskips, but he never has her do the most obvious stuff that people have been asking for since over 40 threads ago.

I suspect that he both doesn't want to write up an infodump thing and he doesn't want to kill potential learnin'-about-stuff story posts, even though they really take some heavy suspension of disbelief to read.

>>33936692
Yeah. You can't even write it off as Sierra just being uninterested because she's said multiple times things like "Man, you guys gotta teach me about that stuff later".

>>33936692
Sierra:
Skills:
Listening: Piss poor
Volleyball: pretty passable

>>33936680
True but only if you only hang out with that kind of pep's. I dont Think i would be a problem to mix the too Worlds, only problem i Can see is the malfoy version of This World (arrogant type that thinks all humans are loosers)

>>33936692
>>33936744
Could play it off as her being forgetful.

Maybe we could have learned things tonight from Isaac if we hadn't gone to the beach party? Who knows?

>>33936692
I'd quite like some Cliff's Notes, then it'd be easier to focus on more situation-relevant or character interaction stuff. Sierra's interested and not stupid, she must have picked some stuff up by osmosis or asked a couple of times in between the relatively brief periods of our control.

“They key to the game isn’t about who wins, or even having fun,” you shout to everybody. You throw the ball up and make a fist. “It’s about STAR PUNCH GO!”

You punch the volleyball and send it careening over the net.

It’s returned in kind, with a shout and a punch. The game is on.

As it turns out, you’re stupidly good at volleyball. Compared to fighting vicious demon snakes, this is just a game. Which, you know, it kind of is. Even though everybody’s trying to win, fun seems to be at the top of everybody’s priority list, perhaps cued by your silly game opening. There’s plenty of good natured taunting going on from both sides, and people are leaping and diving to make hits, and nobody takes it too seriously when weaker players (i.e. Nathan and Syndey) fail repeatedly.

You yourself take up position by Baron, and the two of you dominate the net, Baron with his towering height and rampant enthusiasm, and you with your preternatural reflexes and insurmountable endurance. You can play at 110% all the time, without ever letting up. You’re all over the place, getting hits others are going to miss, and also setting up Rowan, Vikrama, and Baron for slick returns.

Not that they really need it. They’re pretty good in their own right. Harvey’s team aren’t as individually skilled as your guys are, but they all work much better as a team, and call out pretty much everything all the time. They probably play a lot more sports and stuff together than you and your buddies do.

>>33936744
Its more like "MAN THIS STUFF IS KINDA COOL I WANT TO LEARN MO--"

"Let's do something else now."

>>33936899
After a while, the game has devolved to a state of general chicanery and ruffianism. Harvey calls out his attacks with military discipline, while one of his friends lets out an incoherent war cry every time the ball comes in his direction. Vikrama’s hitting the ball with her head more often than with her hands, Baron’s sustained game energy has him sweating and he’s had to shed his hoodie, and Rowan has started missing hits due to fits of giggling.

It’s a lot of fun. (-7 Stress: 12/100)

Sydney serves the ball, surprisingly high enough that it looks like it’ll make it over the net.

You’re distracted by a familiar voice.

“Sierra!”

>>33936913


You look over, and find Moriah standing on the sidelines behind the small crowd of spectators. She’s wearing a long black kind of sundress and a black coat. She has her hair tied back into a pony tail. She waves to you when you see her. She’s flanked by her brother Wolfgang, who is not wearing a suit. He’s in a pair of purple-white flower printed swim trunks, and a snug plaid sweater.

Then you get hit in the back of the head with a volleyball. (+2 Stress: 14/100)

“My bad,” says Baron, from behind you.

You pick up the ball and toss it back over the net toward the delighted Sydney.

Moriah winces and mouths ‘sorry’ at you, while Wolfgang surveys those present.

It’s getting a little darker now, and you see a couple people getting stuff together by the fire pit.

>Hey, you guys want to play?
>Go say hello.
>Go check out the fire stuff.
>Take a break and have a soda or something.
>Other (?)

>>33936926
>>Hey, you guys want to play?

>>33936926
>Take a break and have a soda or something.
>Go say hello.

>>33936926
>He’s in a pair of purple-white flower printed swim trunks, and a snug plaid sweater.
Whitepeople.jpg

>Go check out the fire stuff.
>Take a break and have a soda or something.

>>33936908
I get that, especially in the game sessions, but she should have ADHD'd back on topic multiple times while we were away each time, and some of those would result in new information. Like, after the first couple of times she's had questions about the other planes, I can't believe that one of the Hallows hasn't scribbled out some pseudo-Venn diagram crap on an envelope with a name and couple of sentences about each one.

>>33936908
>>33936799
>>33936744
>>33936616

Legitimate points, and something I have been thinking about for a long time.

The big thing is that I don't want to write a billion words to describe everything in the setting.

But I agree Sierra would know more than I've portrayed her as knowing. In the future you can assume some knowledge on her part, even if it is as cursory as, 'Oh yeah, elves. I heard you guys exist.'

In other words, you'll be privy to relevant information.

>>33936926
>Hey, you guys want to play?
if not then:
>Go say hello.
>Take a break and have a soda or something.

>>33936926
I am picturing Wolfy with the most hilarious pale chicken legs imaginable.

>go say hi. We're not in this game to win.

>>33936990

Also, the next thread will be a recap, so we can cover any and all information you want to know about then.

>>33936926
>>Take a break and have a soda or something.
>>Go say hello.

>>33936990
Does it really need to be a billion words to do a super-rough rundown and then give more detailed info if it becomes relevant in the story?

>>33936926
>Take a break and have a soda or something.
>Go say hello.
>"Sorry guys, that headshot was too much, and I can't take it anymore" while jokingly feigning injury.

>>33936926
>Go say hello.
>Take a break to have a soda or something.

>>33936926
>Go say hello.
>Take a break and have a soda or something.

>>33937006
Excellent. I know that some of us are lore whores, myself included

>>33937013
Dude, he just said there will be a recap thread so any and all shit we know will be addressed in there.

Lay off and let it go for now

>>33936990
>>33937006

Don't think anybody wants billion words.

Personally I'm just concerned about filling my Compendium Infernalis (which shouldn't technically be called that anymore since it's more than just demons).
I also like how Sierra has received information.

Recap sounds ok.

>>33937006
>>33937038
Lore Whore checking in, recap and general setting Q&A is much appreciated, thank you.

>>33937044
Dude, I posted that before the autoupdate happened and revealed that he posted again about the recap thread.

Lay off.

>>33936926
>Hey, you guys want to play?
probably (hopefully) not, but still common courtesy
>Go say hello.
>Take a break and have a soda or something.

Hopefully the game might wind down for a minute, and we can introduce people.

>>33936926
I'll second >>33937080

>>33937066
Dude you can readjust your auto update to make it update better.

Lay off

Rolled 10

>>33936926
>>Go say hello.
>>Go check out the fire stuff.

FIRE!

>>33936926
>Hey, you guys want to play?
>Go say hello.
>Take a break and have a soda or something.
>Settle down by the fire with the soda.

>>33937130
Forgot to turn off dice.
Anyhow lets check if someone has pyrotechnics!

How dark is it? Like sunset, before sunset or after sunset?

>>33937172
>TFW sierra doesn't need hellfire to creep people out with combustion.
>TFW sierra slowly loses stress when she's near open flames

>>33936926
>Go say hello.
>Go check out the fire stuff.
>sing disco inferno.

>>33937415
Lets light some fireworks!
Its good for us.

Do we have any of those big, illegal ones?

>>33937659
And by have, I men can we get our hands on?

>>33937659
>Sierra: laugh at pitiful firecrackers. They cannot hope to match our glorious incandescence.

>>33937809
>glorious incandescence
"… Finally, I have found it, I have! … My very own sun… I am the sun!…"

“That’s one headshot too many for me,” you say, raising your hands and backing away. “I’m out.”

Somebody that’d been waiting to play fills your spot, and the game continues, though you get the feeling it’ll start breaking apart soon.

You walk over to the Crowthers. “Hey guys, glad you could make it.”

“Glad to make it. Thanks for the invitation,” says Wolfgang. He faces into the cold wind blowing in from the ocean. “Not much of a day for the beach, though,” he says.

Moriah lifts out her arms and enjoys the movement of air for a moment. “I think it’s great,” she says.

“You guys want to grab a soda or something?” you ask. “Because I do. There’s some coolers by the bonfire.” You and them head over to where a couple guys are stacking up wood and spraying lighter fluid all over it.

You don’t get far before your friends catch up to you. “We decided to let somebody else play for a change,” says Rowan, falling in line next to you.

“It’s not as much fun without everybody teaming up,” Baron adds. He pulls his hoodie back over his head.

“If I remember correctly,” says Wolfgang, “you’re Tron, and you’re Batgirl.” He nods at Vikrama, who’s just caught up. “And Vikrama, right?”

“While I am quite fearsome by myself, I was, in fact, Lucy when you saw me,” Vikrama corrects him, as she trudges across the sand. “Sierra was starting to get worried you two would be no shows.”

“What?” you say. “No I wasn’t.”

“She was?” Moriah asks, across you.

>>33937975

“I was just wondering when you’d show up,” you say, defending yourself.

Understanding breaks over Rowan’s face. “So that’s why you kept asking what time it was every five minutes.”

You ignore their petty banter, and focus on your destination. A few yards later, and you're by the bonfire and coolers. A couple guys have finished piling up wood and are readying the lighter fluid.

Baron sighs. You can feel revulsion radiating from him as he looks upon their work. “Excuse me,” he says, taking a step away from the group and walking over toward the wood pile. “Let me help you guys set that up,” he says. Nathan follows, and the two of them shoo the other guys away, ignoring their complaints, and rearrange the whole soon-to-be bonfire ensemble into something that looks a lot more orderly and functional.

“A little planning beforehand,” Nathan advises the ex-fire starters, “and boom, no lighter fluid necessary.”

>>33937999

Meanwhile, Rowan pops open one of the coolers. “Goodness gracious,” she says, looking down at the contents.

There are a few sodas, sure, but there’s also a lot of things that aren’t sodas. Budweisers, Coors, and other brands of beer lie mingled with fruity looking drinks that probably have a high alcohol to everything else ratio.

Wolfgang looks impressed. “When you said party you weren’t kidding,” he says, fishing out a beer for himself.

“Don’t mind if I do,” says Vikrama, grabbing out a hard lemonade from the ice.

Moriah looks kind of unsure at the presence of all the liquor.

>Pfft, chill out. (Hand her a Sprite)
>Relax. It’s a party. (Hand her a Heineken.)
>This is usually when the cops show up.
>Go help Baron and Nate with the fire.
>You should probably stick to Cherry Coke tonight.
>One drink’s not going to hurt anything. (Take something)
>Locate fireworks.
>Anybody want to go on a walk?
>Sit around and chat.
>Other (?)

>>33938022
>Relax. It’s a party. (Hand her a Heineken.)
>One drink’s not going to hurt anything. (Take something)
>Sit around and chat.

>>33938022
>Ask her what she wants, no pressure
>>One drink’s not going to hurt anything. (Take a non-shit beer)
>Anybody want to go on a walk?

>>33938022
>>This is usually when the cops show up.
I wonder if it will be desk-cop...

>>33938022
>Pfft, chill out. (Hand her a Sprite)
>You should probably stick to Cherry Coke tonight.
>Sit around and chat.

>>33938022
>Relax. It’s a party. (Hand her a Heineken.)
>One drink’s not going to hurt anything. (Take something)
>Sit around and chat.

>>33938022
>Pfft, chill out. (Hand her a Sprite)
>You should probably stick to Cherry Coke tonight.
>Sit around and chat.

>>33938061
This

>>33938022
>>Pfft, chill out. (Hand her a Sprite)
You don't push alcohol on someone who's nervous about it unless you're a cunt.
>One drink’s not going to hurt anything. (Take something)
>Sit around and chat.

>>33938022
Moriah's a big girl. She can choose for herself and it's not like we're trying to waifu her and make her feel subconsciously dependent on us.
>take a fruity girly drink. Fruity girly drinks are delicious.

>>33937999
I'm amused that we picked up on what revulsion tastes like so quickly.

>>33938022
>>33938061
Yeah, no peer pressure shit. We're actually a good friend.

Grab what we want, then
>Sit around and chat.
We will be the nucleus about which socialization condenses like a poorly constructed metaphor

>>33938061
this

>>33938022
>>Locate fireworks.

Comon A nuclear warhead!

>Relax. It’s a party. (Hand her a Heineken.)
>One drink’s not going to hurt anything. (Take something)
>Sit around and chat.

I'll probably regret this but whatever, that's what being a teenager is all about. R-right?

>>33938022
We should probably steer clear of alcohol until we at least have something to eat to soften it. Plus it might help Moriah feel more comfortable.

>>33938022
>Relax. It’s a party. (Hand her a Heineken.)
>One drink’s not going to hurt anything. (Take something)

>>33938022
>Pfft, chill out. (Hand her a Sprite)
>You should probably stick to Cherry Coke tonight.
>Locate fireworks.
>Inquire about legality of fireworks.
Nothing breaks up a beach party faster than cops coming out because of baby explosives and confiscating all your booze.

>>33938363
Not a bad idea
We're at the beach right?
So fish and chips are a given?

>>33938061
>>Ask her what she wants, no pressure
>>>One drink’s not going to hurt anything. (Take a non-shit beer)
4thing

>>33938022
>Ask Moriah what she wants
>One drink’s not going to hurt anything. (Take something)

>>33938363
Yea, pls no drunken shenanigans early on. Drink later at night.

Also don't get too drunk.Blacking out is bad for us.

Locate chips and fireworks.

>>33938417
plus handing Mor beer
I'd undertand if it was something that tasted good but beer at what might possibly be her first such event? Is it the norm in the US that unsocial goths have a taste for beer?

After /k/, it's /beer/. Jesus, you geeks, calm the fuck down.

>>33938463
Yea, bear tastes like crap, and its an acquired taste. Hard lemonade? Maybe, but beer? Hell no.

Do fireworks first. Drunk fireworks and fascination with fire is bad combo.

>Pfft, chill out. (Hand her a Sprite)
>Go help Baron and Nate with the fire.
>You should probably stick to Cherry Coke tonight.
>Sit around and chat.

I find it hilarious that after being all "eyy yo there's gonna be booze, right?" and probably bringing some of it ourself, we be all "ehh, lemme just get a cherry coke".

>>33938022
If we just take the coke now, does it lock out all alcohol for the rest of the night?

>>33938551
It's fine for now, at least. Fuck, there isn't even a fire going yet, where are we supposed drink beer?

>>33938589
Either walking around or sitting down with the group of friends and talking about shit? It's a beach.

>>33938534
I couldn't stand beer untill I got my first taste of Guinness, after that I quickly learned to like everything from cheap pilsners to bitter IPAs

>>33938620
>Guinness

My nigga

>>33938620
Idk I hate all beers, even the good micro brew ones. It just testes like bitter shit to me. (and I don't mind bitter stuff).

Everyone I know (and have asked about this) did not like the beer first time they tried it.

Star off with some of that girly sweet stuff. Its better.

>>33938618
You don't understand, we have to go for broke here. Maximize the mood, take advantage of the surroundings.

That reminds me, Redhood ain't here yet, right? We could go on a beachwalk with Ro if so, then by the time it might be a nice surprise for her that he arrived.

>>33938710
By the time we come back, that is.

Not really getting this "all beer tastes bad and nobody likes it ever when they first try it" thing. I remember taking a can when I was a little kid because I was curious and I liked the taste well enough.

>>33938803
Beer and Whisky is pretty much the only alcohol I drink nowadays, can barely stand sweet drinks, alcopop or cider anymore.

>>33938803
Most people do disloke the tate of beer at first, though. And even if she would like it, why isn't a sprite okay?

>>33938824
What about dark and stormies?

>>33938803
This. My dad is Irish and he gave me my first beer when I was 5 and on a vacation. Was the best beer I ever had. Now I'm 21 and we are going to get high as fuck on another trip in a few months.

>>33938884
I never said a sprite wasn't ok, I wanted to let Moriah pick something herself.

The statement wasn't really about the vote or trying to say that we should hand her a beer.

>>33938895
I drink rum sometimes, but I'm more likely to order gin, cognac or tequila

>>33938943
Alright, I can agree with that.

>>33938943
>I wanted to let Moriah pick something herself.
Yeah, this.

>hellborn quest 127
>Sierra is the bartender at the nightclub that she owns in the upper east side of Halth.
>Can drink Ranbro under the table
>Breaks up barfights with spookyshadows
>good end

my god .... i forgot most of you guys are Americans ... why are you all such pussys when is comes to alcohol ? here in Denmark its perfectly normal to to drink some beers at the beatch when you are 15-16, and thats not even takling about partys... and non of that budlight 2,5% shit

>>33939191
THAT'S NOT A WORTHY ENDING FOR AN IMPERIATE YOU SCUM!

>>33939191
THE IMPERIATE'S LIVER IS INFALLIBLE

>>33939221
>THAT'S NOT A WORTHY ENDING FOR AN IMPERIATE YOU SCUM!
>implying it isn't the Imperiate Bar.

>>33939208
Not everyone's a drunkard like you.

By the way I'm a gri- Finnish. Fuck yer baby drinking ways.

>>33939208
Have you drank American beer? It's worse than piss.

>>33939208
I think people are paranoid about losing control of the glamours / ending up in the ocean while drunk / other bullshit happening as a result.

>>33939271
/tg/ newer has just one beer.

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>>33939229

>>33939221
>Implying that by then we won't have taken over hell, ruled for years, and set up a puppet government so that we can wander around and be a free spirit and shit before finally settling down to hone our craft (brews).

>>33939299
Yep. This is the first time I've seen a quest not immediately go for the blackout drunk down the entire keg option.

Well, actually it's not. BFQ didn't go for the getting wasted option one time, but that's because everyone was terrified that we were going to get murdered the second our guard was weakened by drink.

>>33939208
Well, the characters are in SF so we should probably assume they won't have the tolerance people their age in Europe would have. Some of them, sure, but clearly not Moriah. Also we do have glamors to maintain and such.

>>33939316
More like we zoom out and the bar is what we use as our throneroom/oval office, sat in the sprawling palace complex.

>>33939260
Why would anyone ever want to drink US beer?

>>33939316
Hn. Sierra in bartender's suit would look striking.

“Hey Mori,” you say, noticing her concern, “just whatever you want, got it? The drinks are for the people that want them, the soda’s for the people that want them.” You yourself lean past her and fish out a bright red strawberry bottle thing that looks delicious. Red is always the best flavor. A little alcohol mixed in, what could be better? Maybe it’s a little girly, but hey, at the end of the day, you are a girl.

Moriah considers her options for a moment, and then pulls a Mike’s Hard Lemonade from the cooler.

You raise an eyebrow at her.

“Just the one,” she says adamantly.

--

A while later, you and a bunch of other people are camped out about, some standing, some sitting down, while a fire rages behind you. The sky grows dimmer. Though you can’t see it, you can feel the presence of the sun still in the sky above you. Though, it’s on its way down.

You feel the heat of the fire at your back. Several people sit around it with skewers and marshmallows and hotdogs, or whatever else it is they’re cooking.

As for you, you cram another handful of Doritos in your mouth and laugh.

“The more you think about it, the funnier it becomes,” says Baron, who’s laid back on his arms. “And after the scoutmaster took him to the hospital, he needed five stitches.”

“Really?” says Rowan, surprised.

“So,” you surmise, “you called everything that was going to happen like, play by play, and then it happened exactly the way you called it.”

>>33939405

Wolfgang doesn’t seem to buy all of Barons story, though he’s enjoyed it in the teling. He downs the last of his beer. “That’s quite the tale,” he observes idly.

Nathan lays a hand on Wolfgang’s shoulder. “I can testify all happened exactly as described,” Nathan says, providing secondary witness.

Baron gets everybody’s attention so he can finish. “And the moral of the story,” he says importantly, “is don’t feed a boy scout troop cake and let them play flashlight tag afterward.”

“Wise words from a wise man,” says Vikrama, nodding to herself in agreement.

“I guess the kids have to listen to you now,” says Ro. “They know you’re right all the time.”

He nods sagely. “Yep. So now, so I’m Junior Assistant Scoutmaster for life,” he says. “Or until I turn eighteen. Such is the life of the Eagle Scout.”

“Eagle Scout life sucks,” you point out.

Baron shrugs. “But it sure does look good on resumes and college applications,” he says.

Even though you take everything he says with a grain of salt, Boy Scout stuff sounds a lot more exciting than Girl Scout stuff. Though, you’ve never been a Girl Scout, you don’t suspect it’s as fraught with peril and high adventure as the BSA.

Moriah just now catches up with everything that’s been said in the last half hour. She blinks slowly and stares at Baron. “That’s… hilarious,” she drones, utterly serious. You notice she’s finished off her lemonade quite handily.

>>33939430


Wolfgang notes his sister’s uncharacteristic sluggishness and shakes his head, chuckling to himself.

You go to take a drink of your thing, and find it empty as well. Huh. That didn’t seem to last very long at all. Maybe it was the sugar. Or maybe it was the Doritos?

“Well,” Baron says, finishing off a root beer, “I’m going to go make s’mores. Anyone coming with?”

“Marshmallows!” Vikrama says. “Who can say no to marshmallows? Moriah, darling, can you say no to marshmallows?”

Moriah considers the question. “So long as no one’s burning them,” she replies slowly. She stands up and brushes herself off. An empty bottle hangs from one hand, and a bag of chips is in the other. Baron and Vik follow suit, while Nathan and Wolfgang hang back, chatting about sports.

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>>33939430
>Moriah just now catches up with everything that’s been said in the last half hour. She blinks slowly and stares at Baron. “That’s… hilarious,” she drones, utterly serious. You notice she’s finished off her lemonade quite handily.

>>33939455

You don’t really follow sports.

Rowan stretches, and then looks around the crowd. Harvey’s sitting on a log by the fire with his buddies, cooking two hotdogs at the same time. The volleyball game is still going in the background with a dedicated, though smaller, player base, and a few people are throwing a Frisbee around.

You know who she’s looking for, but you know he hasn’t shown up. She comes up disappointed.

>Go make s’mores. Or as is your tradition, eat all the chocolate and marshmallows.
>Go for a walk.
>>Ask Ro if she wants to come along.
>Okay Moriah, I think no more drinks for you tonight.
>>Tell somebody to keep an eye on her.
>Grab a beer or something for yourself. That fruity thing was weak sauce.
>Chill with Wolfgang and Nathan. Though the plan would be to eventually make Nate take a hike.
>Other (?)

>>33939484
>Okay Moriah, I think no more drinks for you tonight.
She's a lightweight, she is.
>Go make s’mores. Or as is your tradition, eat all the chocolate and marshmallows.

>>33939484
We must look out for our sisbro.
>take a walk
>>ask Browan if she wants to come
>>hint that she should come because it looks like she has shit on her mind

>>33939484
>>>Tell somebody to keep an eye on her.
>>Grab a beer or something for yourself. That fruity thing was weak sauce.
>>Chill with Wolfgang and Nathan. Though the plan would be to eventually make Nate take a hike.

>>33939484
>>Grab a beer or something for yourself. That fruity thing was weak sauce.
>>Chill with Wolfgang and Nathan. Though the plan would be to eventually make Nate take a hike.
Haha, time for Wolfgang

>>33939484
>>Okay Moriah, I think no more drinks for you tonight.
>Go for a walk.
>>Ask Ro if she wants to come along.

>>33939484
>Okay Moriah, I think no more drinks for you tonight.
>Chill with Wolfgang and Nathan. Though the plan would be to eventually make Nate take a hike.

>>33939529
This
Wolfgang has Moriah, maybe give him a little prompt, but I don't think we need to worry too much.

>>33939484
>Go make s’mores. Or as is your tradition, eat all the chocolate and marshmallows.
>>Ask Ro if she wants to come along.
>Okay Moriah, I think no more drinks for you tonight.

We should keep an eye on Moriah, she's a little out of it. Though let's not be overbearing. Don't let Ro brood, and hey, it was super short notice so it's hardly a surprise. Plus crowding in on Manly Sports Time is obnoxious.

>>33939484
>Go for a walk.
>>Ask Ro if she wants to come along.

>>33939484
>Okay Moriah, I think no more drinks for you tonight.

>Firework time! Look for more fireworks.

>>33939484

>Okay Moriah, I think no more drinks for you tonight.

We should probably make sure she doesn't accidentally a glamor or something.

>>33939484
>Other (?)
Chill with WOLFGANG and Nathan. Keep an eye on Moriah. Cheer up Rowan in passing, ask her if she received a text back?

>>33939557
I like this.

>>33939484
>Moriah and Ro

we don't want to be an attention whore

>>33939484
>>Okay Moriah, I think no more drinks for you tonight.
>>>Tell somebody to keep an eye on her.
>>Grab a beer or something for yourself. That fruity thing was weak sauce.
>>Chill with Wolfgang and Nathan. Though the plan would be to eventually make Nate take a hike.

>>33939484
>>Go for a walk.
>>>Ask Ro if she wants to come along.

>Okay Moriah, I think no more drinks for you tonight.

>>33939484
>Okay Moriah, I think no more drinks for you tonight.
>Grab a beer or something for yourself. That fruity thing was weak sauce.

>>33939484
>Okay Moriah, I think no more drinks for you tonight.
>>Ask Ro if she wants to come along.
>Grab a beer or something for yourself. That fruity thing was weak sauce.

>>33939484
>Go for a walk.
>>Ask Ro if she wants to come along.
>Okay Moriah, I think no more drinks for you tonight.
>Grab a beer or something for yourself. That fruity thing was weak sauce.

>>33939484
>Marshmallows.
>Okay Moriah, I think no more drinks for you tonight.

>>33939484
>>Okay Moriah, I think no more drinks for you tonight.

You get up with Moriah and smirk to yourself at her current state. “Okay Moriah, I think you’re done with the drinks for tonight,” you say, plucking the empty bottle from her fingertips.

She looks at you and frowns, then rubs her head. “Wow,” she says, shaking her head. “Things are a little… hazy right now, aren’t they,” she says. “I think I’ve got it now.”

“That you have,” you say, placating.

She turns to go do s’mores, but stops when you don’t follow. “Are you coming?” she asks.

“Later,” you say, smiling.

“Oh. Okay. Have fun,” she says. Moriah leaves you to head toward the bonfire. She meets back up with Vikrama and Baron, and the three get into the bag filled with graham crackers.

You look from her to Wolfgang, and catch his eye. He nods slightly, even though he doesn’t break conversation with Nathan. Yep, he’s well aware of the situation. Moriah’ll be fine.

You follow them to the fire, and pick out a non-crappy brand of beer, and walk back over to where Rowan’s still sitting. “Hey, I’m walking and stuff. You wanna come along?”

Rowan climbs to her feet. “Sure,” she says, picking up her jacket from where she left it. “Which way?”

You look around you. South has about zero people. “That way,” you point. The two of you head off.

>>33940625

You walk along the shoreline with Ro. She wanders into the waters a little, and you follow, though you do more of the ‘let’s run away from the waves whenever they come’ game, trying to stay as near to the water as possible without ever letting it touch you. Of course, every once in a while there’s the at one wave that chases you too quickly, and gets you wet. After one surprise wave that soaks the tops of the legs of your shorts, you find yourself a little wetter and colder than you’d planned, especially as darkness descends.

“Now’s not the best time to go for a swim,” Rowan says, chuckling at you.

You laugh back. “Yeah, now’s never the best time to go for a swim where I’m involved,” you say, advancing back up the sandy slope.

“You know, there’s a community pool like, not too far away from where we live,” she says. “I could teach you. It wouldn’t even take a week.”

You fall into line beside Rowan and walk on the heels of your feet for a moment to make your footprints look weird. The wet sand rubs against your ankles and tries to hold onto them, but the suction isn’t anything to the mighty strength of you walking. “Yeah, I know,” you say, idly. “I’m working up to it.”

“Well, you’ve been working up to it for a while now,” says Ro.

“I said I’m working on it!” you bite back, a little sharper than you meant to.

Rowan is quiet for a moment. “Sorry,” she says.

>>33940647
“Naw, it’s nothing,” you demur. “I just can’t do stuff like this in a rush,” you say, quietly. A hard gust hits you and Ro as you continue walking. “So uh. You and Red Hoo- Will. William? You get a text back?”

“No,” says Rowan.

Maybe that explains why she’s been kind of distant this evening. “I’m sure he’s just flake and’ll show up sooner or later,” you reassure her. “Night’s still young.”

“No, him not coming isn’t a big deal,” says Rowan, thoughtfully.

“Well, something’s a big deal,” you say. “You’ve hardly said anything since we got here.”

Rowan frets over what to say before saying it. “I don’t know. It’s just, well, now I have all these things about me that people don’t see,” she says. “I’ve always tried to keep the demonbane thing and my social life thing separate. And it’s always worked out, really well. I can be normal and I can be special, at the same time,” Rowan tells you, smiling.

>>33940680

“But now, I feel like there’s more about me that’s the angel part. Like, I like being a highschooler and having cool friends, but there’s a lot of secrets and stuff they just can’t understand,” says Rowan, looking over at you. “And me, now. And now there’s this guy William. And what if we hit it off, really well? I don’t know, what if I really like him? He’s like, all those things you were talking about when you were talking about guys,” she says.

“But I don’t want to lure him into, you know, a serious kind of relationship without him knowing what I am. But I can’t really tell him what I am without knowing I can trust him first,” she says. “I don’t know what to do, it’s all really complicated and stuff, you know?”

You walk along the sandy beach for a while, just listening to the sound of the waves and your steps as you crunch along through the sand. You take a drink from your beer, which is mostly empty by now. Its taste lingers with satisfyingly bitterness in your mouth.

>Say stuff (?)
>Other (?)

>>33940714
"Man, that's how I live like, 200% of the time. You have no idea how amazing Halloween was. You might next year, though."

>>33940714
What kind of laws are there against revealing your angelic nature?

>>33940714
>Well, there's lots of crazy stuff that isn't angels or demons, and there isn't really any sort of super-secret about things in general, so what if he were to find out about some other sort of not-directly-Ro-related magicy thing? Then you could see how he reacted to that and it would be, like, an inbetweeny step to work towards figuring out if you should tell him about you and stuff.
>Or maybe you could just ask Isaac. Dads are supposed to help their daughters with stuff like this, I think?

>>33940766
non ? the government knows about it and Isaac said it was no secret, most ppl just dont belive in it

>>33940714
>I'm not gonna say it's a bad idea for too many people to know too much about your body, but it's a seriously bad idea. Your boyfriends don't have to know everything about you. It might seem like you're keeping secrets, hell that's the reason I went as myself for Halloween, but it's kinder to them and easier on all of us if regular humans don't know we exist. There might be a time when "all is revealed" before we die, but until then it's best to keep a low profile. Besides, a girl's got to keep some of her secrets, right?

>>33940714
"Well, how did Isaac handle it with Cass? I mean you gotta bite the "I'm not actually human bullet" sometime right? Maybe take some advice from people who've been there"

>>33940714
>Nod sagely

>>33940714
>Just explain that your family serves the Illuminati, and does tings of questionable legality or something. Don't mention the details.

>>33940714
these
>>33940756
>>33940858

>>33940867
/Like

>>33940858
This is a good one.

>inb4 Red Hood was also a demonbane

>>33940955
>inb4 Red hood is The Joker before the accident.

>>33940858
Nice

Rolled 76

>>33940955
in b4 red hood is a demon.

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>AHAHAHAHA I TOLD YOU HUSBANDOING RED HOOD IS A BAD IDEA.
>Fuck off yurifags. We route lock now
>Dude is a fucking no show trying to waifu anyone is a bad idea
>When do we get to fly? I want to fly. Fuck the party
>Why does he wear the mask?
>Baron's a pretty big guy.
>FOR YOU.
>Goddamn stop baneposting

>>33940714
Supporting >>33940756 and >>33940858

>>33940858
Do this.

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Instead of writing for the past while, I finished this.

>>33941482
That is an acceptable use of writing time.

>>33941482
So tell me again why Sierra is straight?

>>33940714
>If it feels like things are going to get serious, you could try being kinda vague about some Big Serious Thing so he doesn't know exactly what the deal is but he still gets the point that its a big thing and you could see if he is willing to get involved in a relationship where things aren't exactly all normal.

>>33941482
I would give her the tendril

>>33941528
Because Rowan is here to turn us gay

>>33941482
Huh. I thought her hair would be more shiny white / not that grey. And aren't the halos, like, glowing bars, not rings?

Either way, really cool.

>dem wings

>>33940714

I'm not sure how true it is that people can't understand something anyway. Nobody seems to be really all that different underneath, they just have some extra crap they have to deal with in their life; they might understand more than you expect. Of course, sounding off about being some supernatural creature all the time seems like a dumb idea, especially when there are some other supernatural people who may want you dead for it, so you probably only want to break it to someone who you've known for a little while at least. In the interim, there's tons of getting to know you stuff that you have to get through; even regular humans usually have a couple skeletons in the closet that won't come out for months or years sometimes.

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>>33941482
[spoilers]I'd cover her in cicadas

>>33940714
I would avoid dropping it on someone super early, since it's going to be a big deal to most people and you don't want it to define who you are to them. Doing the normal getting to know each other shit first is hardly lying to someone. And I imagine someone you've known for ages would be able to deal with things soon enough; after all, how quickly did you get used to me?

Though maybe avoid telling someone who's super religious, I suppose they might get kind of messed up by it.

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>>33941482
I fucking love these things.
Though I wish the messy white pixels on Sierra were fixed. I'd do it myself, but I made it worse somehow when I tried.

>>33941713
>toons
Oh hell no, do you realize what you've done?
Prepare for over a hundred posts that are just that word with a picture of someone's face!

>>33941775
They've been called that numerous times in the past in this quest. Your post is the biggest reaction it's gotten so far.

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>>33941713
>toons

>>33941815
>what Languid calls them
what's the matter faggot, you don't like the quest canon?

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>>33942035
It was obligatory.

>>33942086
What's so bad about toons?

>>33942225
Some people on /tg/ hate that term, mostly calling DnD characters that. I just had to after >>33941775

>>33942225
Don't bother. He just wants something to shitpost about since Languid's taking a while and this probably seemed like the new thing since husbandos hasn't really worked the past couple times.

>>33942225
>>33942255
Because that's what people who play WoW call characters.

>>33942249
Why would you call a DnD character a toon? It doesn't make sense.

>>33942275
Ah, I guess that makes some sense. Disregard >>33942282

You snort to yourself. “Man, I’ve been there,” you say.

Rowan doesn’t say anything for a minute. “I think I get why you did Halloween the way you did, now,” she says. “Like. I understood before. But now I understand understand, you know?”

“Yep,” you say. You and Rowan have to dodge back from another wave. Once it’s resided, you continue. “I can’t advise you like, tell him who you are right off the bat,” you say. “If you do really like the guy, and he really likes you, then I suppose you’ll have to burn that bridge sooner or later, but I guess if you’re going to date a pure mortal dude guy, that’s just an element you’ll have to live with.” You go for a drink of beer, but realize you don’t have much left, so you save it.

Ro sighs. “I guess I just feel like there should be some good way to deal with it,” she says.

“Well,” you say. “I mean. It’s not like magic and crap is a huge secret. You could inch him into it a little at a time. And then, one day, just go like, by the way, I’ve got like, these sweet wings, let’s fly around the bay. And even if that’s your plan, you being part Seraph is hardly like, the defining part of who you are,” you say. “Once he gets to know you, you being angelic and stuff won’t change his opinion of you. And hey, look at your parents. That worked out, somehow. Ask Cassandra how she felt about it. Or, you know, ask Isaac what he did.”

“Dad’s all manly, though,” says Rowan. “I don’t think he’d admit to having feelings.”

>>33942340
“Oh come on,” you say. “I don’t care if he’s a million years old and skewered Nazi sorcerers on bayonets. You’re like, his precious little pearl. He’s totally going to get all weepy when you move out. You can make him tell you anything you want if you ask nicely enough.”

She thinks about it. “Maybe I’ll do that.”

“I just hate all the secrecy,” she says. “The glamors aren’t bad, but the idea of glamors rubs me the wrong way. Not that I have them, but that nobody knows they’re there. You know that I’ve got like, wings, a halo, and a little spindly harp, but nobody else does.”

It takes you a second. “You’ve got a little spindly harp?”

“Joking,” says Ro.

You should have caught that. You blame maybe being slightly buzzed. “Right,” you say. “Well, if the glamors bother you so bad – well, technically they bother me so bad too, but if they bother you, why not tell somebody about them? Like, not William. You just met him. But why not just tell the people you do trust about you?” you ask.

“What do you mean?” she replies, curious.

>>33942373
“Well, like, Baron already suspects something. I don’t think he seriously thinks you’re Spiderman, but he’s always asking probing questions and giving you weird looks when you try to wit your way out of them,” you say. “Only reason he doesn’t push is because he respects that you don’t want to tell him stuff. And seriously, I don’t even think Vikrama would think it was a big deal. It’d be like, oh gee, darling, I love your wings. How did you ever keep these a secret from me?”

Rowan rolls her eyes at your assessment. “It’d be a bigger deal than that.”

You shrug. “You trust them. It doesn’t matter how big a deal it is,” you say. “And then you wouldn’t have to be all secret-y anymore around everybody.”

“I don’t know,” she says. “I don’t want to make a mistake around them. Bringing this kind of stuff up isn’t something you can gloss over and forget. It sticks around. Sometimes it really makes people freak out, or change how they act around you.”

>>33942406

“Just a suggestion,” you say. You finish off your beer, because why not. You crunch the can flat between your hands.

“How about this,” she says. “We’ll see how they think about little stuff first. If they’re okay with that, maybe after awhile, we can see if we really want them to know or not.”

>I don’t know. Maybe we should put a little more thought into it, first. I was kind of just throwing crap out there.
>Man, we should have done tried this ages ago.
>Sounds good to me.
>I already know I do. My horns are killing me.
>Well, I for one am glad most of my friend circle consists of a bunch of nerds and straight up supernatural weirdos.
>Let’s head back. I’m getting cold and there’s fire and chocolate waiting.
>Other (?)

>>33942440
>>Well, I for one am glad most of my friend circle consists of a bunch of nerds and straight up supernatural weirdos.
>>Let’s head back. I’m getting cold and there’s fire and chocolate waiting.

>>33942440
Just drop the glamors and walk back like nothing happened.

>>33942440
>Well, I for one am glad most of my friend circle consists of a bunch of nerds and straight up supernatural weirdos.
>Let’s head back. I’m getting cold and there’s fire and chocolate waiting.
>And lets not do any show-and-tell until we sober up.

>>33942440
>I don’t know. Maybe we should put a little more thought into it, first. I was kind of just throwing crap out there.
>Let’s head back. I’m getting cold and there’s fire and chocolate waiting.

>>33942497
Do you have any idea how good of an excuse "I was just drunk." is?

>>33942440
>Sounds good to me.
>Well, I for one am glad most of my friend circle consists of a bunch of nerds and straight up supernatural weirdos.

>>33942518
The worst.

>>33942440
>>I don’t know. Maybe we should put a little more thought into it, first. I was kind of just throwing crap out there.

>>33942440
>Man, we should have done tried this ages ago.
>Well, I for one am glad most of my friend circle consists of a bunch of nerds and straight up supernatural weirdos.
>Let’s head back. I’m getting cold and there’s fire and chocolate waiting.

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Rolled 45

>>33942518
Not good at all?

>>33942440
>I don’t know. Maybe we should put a little more thought into it, first. I was kind of just throwing crap out there.

>>33942549
Better then, "I am just loud and obnoxious, it will probably happen again."

>>33942440
Landmaster buff some random normal, don't say anything. Let them figure out their powers on their own. Take the power back when they sleep.

>>33942440
>>33942497
>Well, I for one am glad most of my friend circle consists of a bunch of nerds and straight up supernatural weirdos.
>Let’s head back. I’m getting cold and there’s fire and chocolate waiting.
>And lets not do any show-and-tell until we sober up.

This seems about right. Ideally we'll be able to confront Baron or Vik when they ask one of those questions, like, ask why they keep asking in that sort of coy not-really-admitting-they-were-on-to-something way.

If we're lucky, there'll be one of those post-party afterglow let's talk about our feelings moments where most people have headed their separate ways, fairly private plus we'll have had some time to sober up a bit.

>>33942440
>Sounds good to me.
>Well, I for one am glad most of my friend circle consists of a bunch of nerds and straight up supernatural weirdos.
>Let’s head back. I’m getting cold and there’s fire and chocolate waiting.

>>33942440
>I don’t know. Maybe we should put a little more thought into it, first. I was kind of just throwing crap out there.

>>33942635
It'd be better to buff Cassandra, because she would be willing and we could see any immediate effects, along with asking her about longer-term ones or ones we can't see.

Most likely it would push her to peak-human physical stats, give her magic, and extend her life.

>>33942440
>Sounds good to me.
>Well, I for one am glad most of my friend circle consists of a bunch of nerds and straight up supernatural weirdos.
>Let’s head back. I’m getting cold and there’s fire and chocolate waiting.

>>33942440
>Sounds good to me.
>Man, we should have done tried this ages ago.
>Let’s head back. I’m getting cold and there’s fire and chocolate waiting.
>...I think I might want to hold off until Satt the Slayer leaves town, though.

>>33942727
>Missing the point.

>>33942440
>I don’t know. Maybe we should put a little more thought into it, first. I was kind of just throwing crap out there.
Let's not do anything while we've been drinking, unless they get so drunk we're sure they won't remember it.

>>33942440
>Well, I for one am glad most of my friend circle consists of a bunch of nerds and straight up supernatural weirdos.

>>33942440
>>33942662
I vote for this

So. If we do the whole show and tell thing with Baron+Vik, do we go for "I'm a demon" or "I'm a Landmaster. I guess it's like a super-druid? Yeah. Super druid." first?

>>33942440
>Sounds good to me.

>>Well, I for one am glad most of my friend circle consists of a bunch of nerds and straight up supernatural weirdos.

>>Let’s head back. I’m getting cold and there’s fire and chocolate waiting.
>>Other (?)

>>33942973
Super druid is more socially acceptable

>>33942973
Landmaster 1st, then later if they took the news well we can spring them with the demon bits.

>>33943053
>>33943038
>>33942973
I think they might put 2 and 2 together after Halloween.

>Hmm. Ro suddenly reveals she's an angel.
>Sierra says she's a "landmaster" thing.
>But that animatronic tail seemed really real...

I don't understand the need to be super sober to do anything, it sounds like we're not that drunk to begin with. I get some people are uncomfortable with a bit of alcoholic influence, but it doesn't radically change a person's thought processes

>>33942973
>>33943053
Or Landmaster + Pyro

>>33943053
Honestly? Demon first, they already have had exposure to our demon form, so it's not like the appearance itself will shock them so much as the revelation that it was real all along

>>33942440
>>Well, I for one am glad most of my friend circle consists of a bunch of nerds and straight up supernatural weirdos.
>>Let’s head back. I’m getting cold and there’s fire and chocolate waiting.

>>33942973
>either answer
>Vik: oh thank goodness, we thought you were on drugs or something
>Baron: yeah, now I don't have to keep it secret that I'm a mummy
>Vik: or that I'm a rakshasa
>Sierra: why don't I know any normal people.

>>33943233
I fully expect Red Hood to be a werewolf or something.

>>33943394
I'm hoping for a dragon.

>>33943412
ditto

>>33943412
>Red hood
i bet he's from our old gang

>>33943519
That's the least likely thing yet said

>>33943135
Agreed

>>33943394
>Rowan gets kidnapped by vampire boyfriend
>story quest to chase his carriage down and stake him before they get to his castle and take his rocket to the moon
>team up with Vik(fetch), baron (werewolf), and Moriah(spooky skeleton) as you ride in vik's new car (an APC)

>>33943233
Pretty sure they're mostly normal humans, otherwise it'd just be getting silly. Vik might be a latent seer or something, if acquiring certain powers is just a product of mindset. We never got a straight answer on how much of Borya's stuff comes from basically being highly trained to think like a druid, did we?

>>33943554
Rather than lay the whole demon thing on them outright, we can still go with the Super Druid line and hope they attribute the costume to magic. Even if we come completely clean over the course of a single afternoon/late night talk hanging out, I'd still prefer to stagger it slightly.

>>33943135
>>33943085
>>33943053
Remember that we are an illegal alien demon just waiting to get deported. No such practice exists for angels.

>>33943645
Are we actually an illegal alien? We have US citizenship from being born here at least, plus we've been adopted by a family that's definitely fully... citizen. ized. The system must have worked out what we were while we were in the foster system, and yet didn't try to get us shipped off anywhere.

>>33943645
Don't childrens gets double citizenship or something if one of the parents is murrican?

>>33943697
I don't think it's a full legal adoption and I'm definitely sure there isn't a "my new kid is the demon spawn of the imperiate" checkbox on the heavenly paperwork.

>>33943778
Pretty sure the US government's paperwork has nothing heavenly about it. Not unless you get some sort of rapturous joy from bureaucracy.

“Sounds good to me,” you say. “You good to head back? Cause I’m cold and there’s no bonfires in this direction.” You and Ro turn around, and start walking back the way you came. You’ve come a long ways. “You know, just to be on the safe side, probably should wait till we’re sober and stuff before we go around telling people about angels and demons.”

“I am sober,” says Rowan. “You’re the one that’s been drinking since we laid eyes on the goods.”

You look at the smashed can in your hands. “Okay, until after I’m sober,” you say. “Though I’m sober enough as is. I only had like, one beer and one strawberry fruit thing.”

“You just keep telling yourself that,” Ro says. “Anyway, this is a long term plan. There’s no hurry to open their eyes to the ‘real world’.”

“Whatev’s,” you say.

The two of you walk along, back the way you came as it gets dark. Soon you can see the bonfire lighting up an area before you.

You see a shape running at you from out of the darkness. It’s low, fast, and mvoes on four legs.

You drop down. “Reeber!” you say, throwing out your arms. A mass of Hellhound disguised as a German Shepard collides with you, and you give him a big hug and rub his doggy face.

Rowan looks distrustfully at the dog, though she does rub his ears a little. “How’d he get here?” she asks.

>>33943697
>>33943778
>>33943645
It's not like being an illegal alien. We're a full american citizen, and the adoption is legal. It's just that hellborn and demons are second class citizens, with massive restriction on behaviour and shit, and what we've done already would get us deported to hell.
And the government doesn't give a flying fuck if an angel beheads us, regardless of reasons or laws. We were told there were just massively outdated laws in place, and that theyd never been brought up to a modern level.

>>33943878

You have your suspicions, though Reeber doesn’t seem to be in a talking mood right now. “Let’s go see,” you say, getting up and heading toward the party. Your dog runs in circles about you, and you humor him by grabbing up a stick and tossing it into out over the sand for him to retrieve for you. He goes and gets the stick about five times after you’ve thrown it as hard as you can by the time you get back to the bonfire.

The whole space is illuminated by the fiery warmth of the flames, but the scene isn’t quite as sedate as you expected. People are up and about, and the smell of sizzling meat is hot on the air. You can’t quite pick out any of your friends among the numerous people. Geeze, how many people are here right now?

Nate appears from the din, holding a big bread roll that’s been cut out and stuffed with a intoxicating mixture of cooked meat, onions, and various exotic spices you can’t even fathom. “Oh you guys are back!” he shouts through a mouthful of food, slurring his words slightly. “You’re missing out!” He stumbles, and a piece of meat falls from his sandwich. Reeber darts in and chomps it down.

“On what?” you ask. “And where’d you get that sandwich thing?”

Ro inhales sharply. “Oh my word,” she says.

>>33943769
The talk of deportation being the only outcome if a demon is discovered makes me suspect that known hellborn are second class citizens at best and blind spots when vigilante demonbane come prowling at worst. I assume that we are just fantastically lucky to have Isaac's protection from gubmint scrutiny.

>>33943903
>Ro inhales sharply. “Oh my word,” she says.
He's heeeeeere!

>>33943903

You look around, trying to see what she’s seeing. The outline of a hummer is visible over the flurry of laughing, talking people, the back toward the ocean. By the back a huge grill set has been deployed, around which a crowd gathers. Though their presence is thick, the person operating the whole ensemble is tall and huge enough that it’d take an idiot (or somebody that’s maybe slightly buzzed) to miss him.

The guy is ripped with muscle, and sports a military buzz cut. He also wears an expression of severe disapproval. “One sandwich per child person,” Ranthix barks, reaching out and gently pushing one of those around the grill away until they’re outside the circle. Although he’s pretty much yelling, it’s only enough to be justified in the context of talking through a crowd.

He glowers down at the guy, one of Harvey’s linebacker friends. “Attempt to glut yourself again and such mercy you shall not receive!” he threatens, getting way into the kid’s face. Ranthix turns and stalks back to the grill, and then produces another sandwich and hands it out to the greedy audience before him. The guy he intimidated takes a few shaky steps off and just sits in the sand, clearly reevaluating his life choices.

>>33943935

Reeber, meanwhile, settles down beside you, and Nathan points down at him with his half eaten sandwich. “This huge dude just shows up with this dog and that grill and starts handing out the sandwiches,” he says, laughing. He stops so he can take another bite. “These things are great, too!”

“What kind of meat is that?” Rowan asks, leaning in for a closer look.

You smell it again. It’s familiar. But not just familiar as in you’ve had the same kind of meat before. It’s cooked a little rare, and you can smell the blood. It’s blood your recognize. “It’s venison,” you say, smirking to yourself.

Nathan ignores you. “You know, weirdest thing is nobody even has a clue who this guy is!” he says, still laughing. “You guys have any idea?”

Rowan looks to you to answer, her expression something between worried and highly entertained.

>Yeah, I do. He’s my personal trainer. Kind of.
>Not the foggiest.
>Nate, shut your mouth. You’re talking to ladies.
>Well Rowan, looks like I’m going to need another drink.
>Find your friends.
>Acquire sandwich.
>Other (?)

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>>33943935

>>33943769
Yeah. Hell, my cousin is a full US citizen just because he was born while his parents were working in the States. I can't remember offhand if the kids of illegal immigrants get automatic citizenship as well, though I wouldn't be surprised if they get some kind of meta-citizenship until the government can make sure they won't be executed/refused citizenship in the parent's home country for some bizarre banana republic reason. Pretty sure all vaguely civilised countries do those checks, though.

>>33943935
YES.

>>33943966
>>Yeah, I do. He’s my personal trainer. Kind of.
>Well Rowan, looks like I’m going to need another drink.
>Find your friends.

>>33943966
>Yeah, I do. He’s my personal trainer. Kind of.
>Find your friends.
>Acquire sandwich.

>>33943966
>Yeah, I do. He’s my personal trainer. Kind of.
>Acquire sandwich.
>Find your friends.

>>33943966
>Yeah, I do. He’s my personal trainer. Kind of.
>Hey, Ro, you sure you still wanna be sober?

>>33943966
>He's my swimming coach.
>acquire sandwich

>>33944001

If you are born on US soil, you are become US citizen.

>>33944001
>I can't remember offhand if the kids of illegal immigrants get automatic citizenship as well
They do, and it lets the rest of the family stay too. There's this whole thing about "anchor babies" and people get all pissy and try to deport the Mexicans "before they can squirt out another one and game the system to leech here".

Rolled 92

>>33943966
>Yeah, I do. He’s my personal trainer. Kind of.
>Acquire sandwich.

>>33943966
>He is the most motherfucking awesome dude is who he is

>Yeah, I do. He’s my personal trainer. Kind of.
>Acquire sandwich.
fuck friends
>Acquire more sandwich.

>>33943966
>Yeah, I do. He’s my personal trainer. Kind of. Old friend of my mom's.
>And the dog's mine, Ran was just dogsitting him since we had company over. They had allergies
>Acquire sandwich.

>>33943966
>Yeah, I do. He’s my personal trainer. Kind of.

"Cool guy, former military and knows just about everything about wilderness survival. He probably hunted the deer down himself with his bare hands. I'd say he's a big softie underneath the tough exterior, but he isn't.

And the dog is Reeber."

Make sure to pet our dog some more. He deserves attention.

>Well Rowan, looks like I’m going to need another drink.
>Acquire sandwich.
>Find your friends.

>>33943966
>Yeah, I do. He’s my personal trainer. Kind of.
>Acquire sandwich.

>>33943966
>Yeah, I do. He’s my personal trainer. Kind of.
>Find your friends.
>Acquire sandwich.

>>33944104
>I'd say he's a big softie underneath the tough exterior, but he isn't.
We need to say that no matter what.

What the hell are we supposed to say his name is? I'd rather not just call him "Ranthix", seeing as Satt the Slayer is skulking around town.

>>33944210
>>33943966

Good point. NO NAMES.

>>33944210
Ralph.

>>33944210
Randy?

>>33944210
Rambo

>>33944210
We can just not name him. If Nate asks, tell him to ask the man himself and be done with it.

>>33944210
Robert

>>33944264
>>33944249
Ranthix probably already has a human name to go with his human glamor. We may or may not know it already.

>>33944210
Randall

>>33944210
BigMcLargeHuge

>>33943966
>>Well Rowan, looks like I’m going to need another drink.

>>33944210
Ran

>>33944322
Punch Rockgroin.

>>33944279
>>33944288
Of course he's going to have full documentation (drivers license, etc.) but this is fun. If we tried to give him a different fake name he would probably never answer to it and it would be suuuper awkward

This is really just cementing Ranthix as KLINGON BRIAN BLESSED

>>33944347
Smoke ManMuscle

I can not wait to see what Baron and Vik are making of this.

>>33941528
>So tell me again why Sierra is straight?
Because Rowan is literally her sister now and Moriah's too good for us.

>>33944423
Bold Bigflank