What do you do?
[] leave this place has nothing left for you anyways
[] search to see if anything made it
[] look for clues on who did this
[] Pay your respects
[] other

>>34820134
>[x] Pay your respects

>>34820089
>[] search to see if anything made it

>>34820134
>[] Pay your respects
Our statue diserved better.
Because it bore our likeness.

>>34820134
>[] search to see if anything made it
what it do

>>34820134
>[] search to see if anything made it

>>34820134
Search for any remaining stuff, I mean seriously, they couldn't have gotten to everything in the weapon trophy vault. That thing had titanium walls a foot thick.

>>34820134
>[] look for clues on who did this

>>34820343
the vault is probably okay, the problem is that the door has been stuck for years now and we can't get in

>>34820417
Maybe the destruction loosened up those old hinges? We can always hope.

>>34820089
Tell pls, is quest related to last Washed up Villain Quest?

>>34820343
>>34820331
>>34820290
>>34820181

You'll pay your respects later. Your eyes scan the surrounding carnage for any sign of any of your more competent employees.
Your legs go weak as you spot one, the only one you ever really cared about, Johnny boy. A large irish man you met when you were both boys, his hair billows in the wind as his empty eyes stare into the sky. In the middle of his chest is a gaping wound. One of his arms is torn off, in the remaining one is a bent and broken rifle, far better than what most countries offer their soldiers.

Your only friend, you will get whoever did this, and they will rue the day they ever heard your name, Randolph Hilde'vonsmith, oh yes they shall.
You ignore the anger within you as you head towards the vault where you hid your weapons, only to find a large gaping crater in the ground

"They stole" You say to yourself,barley containg your rage, "My state of the art, highly illegal weapons, those...those wonderful people, they were just a crutch I..di..didn't need those highly valuable things anyways.
Your manor is too dangerous and on fire to search
however your petunias made it, somehow

What do you do
[]Bury Johnny, he deserved better than this
[] keep looking
[] break down crying
[] other

>>34820609
>[]Bury Johnny, he deserved better than this
Rip nigga

>>34820609
>Bury Johnny, he deserved better than this
What is it with quests rising from the dead? Is it because we are getting closer to Halloween?

>>34820543
The first one or the second one? I mean you aren't on the same world as the second or the first, but the multiverse is a thing

>>34820609
>[]Bury Johnny, he deserved better than this
rip in pieces

>>34820609
>[x]Bury Johnny, he deserved better than this
pull up those sleeves and do a friend a favour.

>>34820609
>>[]Bury Johnny, he deserved better than this

>>34820659
No what i meant was if the last two quests were going to be currently relevant to this one in any way

>>34820609

No time for sentimentality. Johnny boy would understand.

Keep searching- those buffoons couldn't have stolen everything.

>>34820710
Depends if you start world hopping/worshiping gods, or die and go to hell

>>34820742
I am tentatively going to suggest that we don't do that yet. Last time we did that things went a bit...off the rails.

( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wFUTHcjiZGo&index=80&list=PL7A4D91E2EE819683)

You look towards the burning blaze that was your home, and spit on the ground, grinding it into the dirt with you shoe. It's all gone, and so is Johnny, he...deserved better than this, he deserved a better friend than you.
You grab a piece of metal and begin digging a hole on the cliff looking over the sea. Your hands are cut open by the cruel edge of your tool, but you don't care as you work for the first time in years
Johnny, the only one who never laughed at your dreams of world dommination
Johnny who dated your now dead sister
Johnny who was always there to pick you up
Johnny the only person left who cared if you were still alive
Your mind wanders to all the times you shared, and soon there is a 6ft grave before you

with some effort you carry the mutilated corpse of Johnny boy to his finale rest, covering his with dirt after you close his eyes and put his remaining arm on his chest
You take off your hat as you give him a few moments of silence

What do you do
[] leave your cane as a make shit grave stone (free action
[] leave
[] other

>>34820872
>[] leave

>>34820872
>[x] leave your cane as a make shit grave stone (free action
>[] other
Find a razorknife. Shave your head to alter you appearence in order to start over.

>>34820872
>[] leave your cane as a make shit grave stone (free action)
well, time to move on

>>34820872
>[x] leave your cane as a make shit grave stone (free action

>>34820872
>What do you do
>[] leave your cane as a make shit grave stone (free action
>[] leave
2sad4me ;_;

>>34820872
>leave your cane as a make shit grave stone (free action
Our cane will only hold us back at this point. If we do not leave it behind we will not be able to leave behind our (presumed?) failure.
We must press forward and Crush this world under our boot heel. For Johnny's sake.

>>34820872
>[] leave your cane as a make shit grave stone (free action
>[] leave
Dead friend, dead family, no house, no car, no superweapons. The world must pay.

You look at your cane and at the freshly dug mound of earth. You don't need this anymore, but your dear friend needs a tombstone until you have enough to get a proper one. You grip the blackened length of wood with both hands, and wordlessly drive it into the ground. It'll have to do for now, you begin to walk away, but turn back one last time to look upon the finale resting place of your most true friend. You tip your hat as you begin down the path through the thick forest that surrounded your home. The sun begins to set as you think of your next move, you have to start again if you want to avenge Johnny. And for that you need three things, Power, minions, And connections
And sadly you have little of the first without your money, all your minions were butchered today, and most of your former connections in the villainous world have turned coat.

You decide to regain your former glory, starting in a city a couple of miles away. After a few hours of walking, You're at the edge of the place
and it looks filthy, but far off you can see a rather impressive looking tower with a stylized and glowing WM on the front.

What do you do
[] look for minions (where?)
[] buy something (what?)
[] Call one of your former collegues to tell them what happened (Dr.Terror, The countess of the now defunct country of Rovonasia, or Ted)
[] look for something to get an upper hand
[] other

>>34821283
>[x] look for something to get an upper hand

>>34821283
>[x] Call one of your former collegues to tell them what happened
>The countess of the now defunct country of Rovonasia
Sounds like someone who knows wha our misery feels like.

[x] look for something to get an upper hand

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>>34821238
Okay, that has to be part of the description for when one of us archives this on sup/tg/ later

>>34821336
seconding this

>>34821336
I too will second this. Out of interest what does doctor terror have his doctorate in?

>>34821283
>[] Call one of your former collegues to tell them what happened
>The countess of the now defunct country of Rovonasia

>>34821336
Thirded.

What is our villain actually good in anyway ?

>>34821283
>[] Call one of your former collegues to tell them what happened (The countess of the now defunct country of Rovonasia)

>>34821336
I second this!

I RECOGNIZE THAT MUSTACHE AGAIN!

>>34821283
>>[x] Call one of your former collegues to tell them what happened
>>The countess of the now defunct country of Rovonasia

We can drink vodka and whine while we 'borrow' Illegal weapons from her.

>>34821500
Previously being rich?

>>34821443
Alien/mystical biological study

>>34821550
We'll call him later....

>>34821550
I missed your quest ;-; good to see you again, happy close to Halloween

>>34821336
You pull you phone from your waist coat pocket and surf through the contacts list humming to yourself, before you find who you're looking for

Maria Maria, Former countess of the defunct country of Rovonasia, destroyed partially due to Doctor terror finding out about his nemesis taking a holiday there and Dr.Terror's Nemesis assuming she was the one who blew have the country to hell with a borrowed death beam (never returned it either0, they never really made up after that.

You hear her silk like voice

"Hello, who is this" she asks.

"Ah Maria my darling" you say

"Oh, Randolph, I assume you're going to mock me again" She says monotonously "because if you are I will have you killed".

"Oh nothing of the sort" you say quickly "Uh you see, my manor was kind of, destroyed and Johnny's dead"

After a moment of silence

"Oh" She says "Well what do you want, you know I'm not allowed to have any other villain within a mile of me or else I go back to prison"

"I am not asking for charity dear" You say smiling "Don't need it, I called you so you'd know I was back in business, also tell your husband to make me some of that lovely lasagna of his, well talk later okay, bye bye". You hang up before she can respond

Well that was somewhat soothing
What do you do now
[] search for minons
[] get some money from the bank (don't have much left)
[] search for something (choose one, magical, evil, interesting)
[] check out that tower you saw earlier
[] other

>>34821633
Happy close to Halloween to you to

>>34821769
>search for something interesting

>>34821769
>[x] get some money from the bank (don't have much left)
>[x] search for something (interesting)
First money, then interesting stuff.

>>34821550
That reminds me: What exactly do -we- have in the way of mental resources?
Seeing as it's about all we have left, we'd do well to do a check of what we can do.

>>34821769
>[] search for something
>interesting

>>34821851
I concur.

>>34821865
You are surprisingly good at running
you have knowledge of the existence of magic and other such nonsense
you have a good throwing arm (more of a chance to hit things when you throw stuff)
You evil laugh is fantastic
you have a awe inspiring mustache (makes it easier for diplomacy with other villains, but you stand out a bit)
And you understand the following languages
English
and enough russian to know when you're going to get betrayed

>>34821960
Bloody Russians. I bet this is all Putins fault.

>>34821769
>[X] search for something interesting.

Interesting things always are fun.

>>34821960
Can we shoot guns at all?
Or drive cars good?
Maybe even give a ruffian what for with our Bartitsu skills? (Bartitsu is the art of fighting and self defense with a cane, it was immortalized by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, when sherlock kicked ass with it.)

>>34821851
You decide to withdraw a nice and even two hundred dollars from you barren bankaccount, no one seems to notice or care about your appearances and some little child even asks you why you're dressing up for Halloween already.

You decide to search for something Interesting,
And so you begin to wander through the alley ways, and abandoned buildings of the city, getting your clothing quite dirty.
Eventually you spot a glowing light emanating from an abandoned building
You can hear chanting and smell burning flesh
Time seems to slow as you ponder what to do
DO you wish to follow this thread of fate Y/N

>>34822121
But we don't have a cane anymore.

>>34822121
You know the basics of how to use a gun
You know how to drive but are not the best
You need a cane to do so, but yes

>>34822133
We can always get one, we used to have one anyways.

>>34822128
Y

SURE WHY NOT!

>>34822128
well, yes
let's invite ourselves to this fancy bbq party

>>34822128
YES I DO

Wonder what it could possibly be, do you really expect anyone to say no?

>>34822128
>Y

What could go wrong ?

Well, you have nothing better to do
Dusting yourself off you begin to walk towards the glowing building. You notice there is no form of life around the thing and you can smell rotting flesh somewhere nearby, but that's to be expected
you knock on the door
no one answers, so you take the liberty of letting yourself in

The front part of it appears to have been untouched for years, not counting the great light emanating from one of the three rooms
it has been thoroughly looted and graffiti, but you find some blood stains leading towards what appears to be a basment

You slowly creep down the stairs and knock on the door
again no answer
you fling the door open and fine a very bright cavern, you have to shield your eyes as you take the first few steps. Down below the ledge you find yourself on you can see a great fire and what looks like a fun party of people in red robes.

You find a long winding path and follow it, the chanting growing louder and drumbeats starting to accompany it. You soon find yourself in a dark barren expanse of useless cave, the only thing you can see is the fire, and you walk towards it

You can barely hear yourself think up close and can see that the people are dancing around a burning altar made of obsidian that menaces with spikes of slade, and image is engraved up to altar but you can't make it out from here.

oh god you have to sneeze, well it's not like they can hear it anyways
*ACHOOOO*

Suddenly the chanting and drums stop and all the robed figures turn towards you
They have no faces
what in the sweet mother of fuck
What do you do
[] Charge screaming 1d100
[] introduce yourself
[] run roll 1d100
[] pretend to be one of them (roll 1d100)
[] other

>>34822498
>Hello.

>>34822498
>[] introduce yourself
add a little "act as if i wasn't here, i won't touch anything"

>>34822498
>introduce yourself
Sup.
You would imagine the pretend to be one of them option would be slightly hampered by our lack of noface.

>>34822498
>[x] introduce yourself

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>34822498
Pretend to be one of them!

>>34822637
i am gonna second this

>>34822498
>[X] introduce yourself

>>34822671
>>34822655
>>34822637
I don't know guys, >>34822682 Has a good roll and we might be able to pull it off, instead of them pulling our flesh off

>>34822682
Changing my vote to this!

>>34822721
But we have a face. And a mustache.

>>34822764
I'm sure there are other leader cultists who mfw I have a face.
Also he rolled and 82, thats good enough.

Otherwise they'll want to steal our soul or kill us for ruining their dark ritual probably.

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>>34822764
they have no eyes

>>34822804
But our mustache gives enhanced diplomacy with villains. Which the nofaces presumably are.

>>34822821
YEP CHANGING MY VOTE TO PRENTED

>>34822821
Eyes are overrated.

>>34822847
I bet if a nigger was raping your wife you'd kindly ask him to stop and then cry when he didn't.

You guys who jump to diplomacy 100% of the time and think that solves everything always are huge retards, Also no fun.

Lets do disguise, its fun.

>>34822900
I just thought they would make good minions. We could have a faceless theme. We could wear a mask with a gap for our mustache.

>>34822900
thats.... one way to put it i guess? i agree with the fun part though more fun than becoming a sacrifice

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You stand their, wondering if they think you're one of them, I mean you can't really tell, what with the whole faceless thing and the fact they lack eyes.

You don't trust that altar so instead you decide to try and talk your way out of this
just like cuba

They continue staring, motionlessly as you walk closer

"Uh hello" You say nervously "I..I'm Randolph Hilde'vonsmith, and I just wanted you to know that this is a very nice cavern you have here, I mean the amount of work alone it would have take to carve this out is simply mind blowing and". they continue staring at you.

"Well if you don't mind I'd like to watch what ever you're doing here" you say stepping into the fire light

And then suddenly
their faces split open and they screech like banshees, they don't move, they just keep screaming
and then slowly
methodically they begin to feed themselves into the fire

"fascinating" You say as you watch this horrifying event unfold.

If you weren't memorized by this act of ritualistic suicide, you would have noticed the armored man on the edge of the other side of the fire
watching you

After what seems like hours
the fire turns into a mighty inferno
and in a moment is snuffed out, before exploding outwards to reveal what looks like somekind of portal.
A pair of small Clawed hands reach out grasping for a foothold

What do you do
[] turn to leave
[] push them back in 1d100
[] pull them out 1d100
[] other

Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>34823274
>[] pull them out 1d100
welcome them warmly

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>34823274
Pull them out! Unleash horrors from a dimension unfathomable!

>>34823356
>>34823362
I hope its a loli daemon

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>34823274
>[] pull them out 1d100

Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>34823274
>[x] pull them out 1d100
Its just polite.

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>>34823398
Me too

>>34823274
>[X] pull them out 1d100

Might as well give a helping hand.

Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>34823465

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>>34823356
You decide to grab hold off the hands and pull as hard as you can

It seems to appreciate the effort
until it digs its claws into your arms and attempts to pull you back
However whatever is in the portal did not expect to meet Randolph Hilde'vonsmith TODAY.
Digging you heels into the ground, you pull back harder, and grab its arms as it claws yours,
It appears to be panicking slightly from the rapid movement of its arms
You hear a laugh and see glowing eyes in the darkness. but you don't rightly care as you continue slowly walking backwards with whatever the hell this is going to be

roll 1 1d4 real quick to see what the hell this fucking thing is

Rolled 1 (1d4)

>>34823601
let's see...

Rolled 4 (1d4)

>>34823601
TALLY HO!

Rolled 2 (1d4)

>>34823601

Rolled 3 (1d4)

>>34823601

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>>34823644
OHOHOHOHO
THIS GONNA BE GOOOOOOOOOOOD

>>34823644
>>34823645
>>34823653
>>34823655
All possible outcomes

>>34823644
>>34823645
>>34823653
>>34823655
What are the chances of getting this without repeating any numbers?

>>34823644
>>34823645
>>34823653
>>34823655
we messed up the order, but that's still something

>>34823676
i'm scared guys

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>>34823676

>>34823655
>>34823653
>>34823645
>>34823644
Can you paint with all the colors of the winnnnnnnnd?

Rolled 2 (1d4)

>>34823601

Stop struggling! I'm sure we are trying to "help" in some way!

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To your surprise, the hands grow larger, MUCH larger in fact. You feel yourself start to slip, when suddenly. You hear a loud bang and you go flying backwards, rolling on the dirt covered stone for a couple of yards before you stop.
The fire is gone, and you see an outline, of a man.
a large man wielding what appears to be a great axe.

"Well I wasn't expecting that" You say, standing and dusting yourself off

"Wait" You hear a voice growl "That isn't a demon, I ORDERED A FUCKING DEMON, now all my humonculi are gone, and All I have is a big gay fabio looking fucker".

You hear a loud heavily accented voice begin to speak

"WHERE DA BLOODY FUHCK AHM AH" HE SHOUTS "AND WHA ARH THERE VOICES IN MAH HEAD AGAIN".

What do you do
[] approach the large man
[] Try to sneak away 1d100\
[] throw a rock at him 1d100
[] other

>>34824044
if you're wondering what took so long, I went to get some pizza

>>34824044
>[x] approach the large man

>>34824044
OH YES
[] approach the large man
Say Hello

>>34824044
>[x] approach the large man

Is that Johnny boy?

>>34824044
>approach the large man
I know who you are fucker.

>>34824044
Gunther?
[] approach the large man

>>34824044
>[] approach the large man

>>34824044
>[X] approach the large man

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You begin to approach the man, cautiously

You hold out a hand as you slowly walk towards

"Uh, hello" You say "I am Randoplh Hilde'Vonsmith, and I am pleased to make your acquaintance huge hell man, please do not eat my soul". You can now see the man clearly, he has a tattoo of somekind of wolf creature on his chest and a large untidy mustache, as well as a lot of chest hair.

He towers above you, larger than even Johnny boy

"Oh?" He says looking down on you for a few seconds before smiling "Well doncha ya look a wee bit familiar, mah names Gunther, and have ya seen a small lass setting everything on fire for naw good reason at all?'

"Well my manor was recently set a blaze, lost a friend, and my car" You say

"Ah, thats sam real rottin luck ya got there" He says "But I dunae smell any magic on ya, so ya can't be as bad as mah father, so yets get hammered, whaddae ya say lad?".

"what?" you say a tad confused "Well I uh"

Y/n?

>>34824354
>Y
why not?

>>34824354
I can see no way this could possibly go wrong.

>>34824354
>y
after all that happened...

>>34824354
Dear god what you have done!

Y

>>34824354
Pls give booze pls ;_;

>>34824135
>>34824354
alright so who's gunther?

>>34824532
MC from the first washed up villian quest's son

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>>34824354
>Insult barbarian dude by not accepting his invite
>Get rip roaring drunk and cause havok

I think the choice is clear.

>>34824354
Nice to see you back.
>DRINK, BITCHES

"Well why the fuck not" You say despite having only met this man moments ago, He laughs, patting you on the shoulder. You feel something break.


"Wait that's my big gay fabio loooking fucker" a voice growls as the two of you leave the cavern

The people notice Gunther for some reason, maybe because he looks like a viking and is like eight feet tall

You eventually find a bar
and within moments Gunther has tossed the barkeeper through the roof and is drinking a large bottle of cheap beer as people run screaming from the large and intimidating man
You find a bottle of wind and begin drinking it, waiting for the inevitable hero to show up

"Ah ya cannae be drinking that pansy stuff lad" Gunther laughs

"It's fine" You sway twirling the glass around "I prefer it's taste to anything else, particularly beer"

"BAh" he says Drinking more cheap filth as you calmly sip on your wine

You wonder who it's going to be this time
I mean it's unlikley it's going to be Captain amazo he was dead last time you checked, and Whammah is in prison currently. Hmm, who else is still active you wonder as you hear....police sirens
THE AUDASITY TO SEND MEER COPS AFTER YOU?
YOU'RE RANDOLPH HILDE'VONSMITH DAMMIT, THIS IS AN OUTRAGE

"Sirs, please come out with your hands and axe in the air"

Gunther throws a chair out a window, screaming something in what you assume is supposed to be english

What do you do
[] prepare (how)
[] "hey gunther, a night drinking isn't complete without a brawl is it?"
[] Pretend to be a hostage
[] otger

>>34824824
>[] otger
lets otger pls

>>34824824
>[] "hey gunther, a night drinking isn't complete without a brawl is it?"
We are a mastermind, not meant to get our hands dirty

>>34824824
>"Hey, Gunther? A night of drinking isn't complete without a brawl, is it?"

>>34824824
>>34824824
>"hey gunther, a night drinking isn't complete without a brawl is it?"
Fuck the police

>>34824824
>[] "hey gunther, a night drinking isn't complete without a brawl is it?"

>>34824824
>[] prepare (how)
molotovs, anyone?

>>34824824
>Prepare
Chair in the door way, flip tables grab a hostage.

Change clothes with the hostage, and make him carry you out by the throat, hit him in the balls and run away.

Or give them your demands while holding the hostage. Make sure gunther is CONFORMED FOR BRAWL

>>34824824
>"hey gunther, a night drinking isn't complete without a brawl is it"

Let's put our minion to work while we fill a bag with sherry and bourbon.

>>34824927
Clever
>>34824944
You stand up, and go behind the counter, as you search around for a bag to hold all the booze you're going to steal. And then an idea forms

"Hey Gunther, A night out drinking isn't complete with out a drunken brawl now is it" You say as you find a garbage bag and begin shoveling wine, sherry, bourbon, and whiskey into it

"Ya mae look like mah father" He says as you hear his booming footsteps leave the bar "But ya alot smartah in the little things ya know, NAE LETS TUSSLE BOYS".

*Bang*
well it was nice...
"OI" You hear him shout followed by a sound you assume is the sound a brain makes when it meets a fist
*BANGBANGBANGBANG*
You hear Gunther laughing followed by screaming
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU" you hear a cop shout followed by a wet crunch

You look over to see that Gunther has picked up one of the squad cars and is using it as a club.

A few moments later a flash of neon colors flies by you, destroying some of the bar, and driving a hole though several buildings
Looks like Gunther just played baseball with one of the spandex squad
You've gained
Sack of booze: Use it well
You walk out the bar, bag of booze held over your shoulder like a sack.
Infront of you is unparallelled bloodshed, you'd be violently ill if not for the fact you're already angry at the fact they sent only cops

"IS THERE NAE A MAN AMONG YA" Gunther shouts, holding a now dented and ruined car "YA ARH ALL COWARDS" and with that he tosses the car into the bar, destroying it further

"Well Ahm bored, What da we do nae Randolph"
[]Leave for the forest to hide out
[] motel to hide out
[] shopping
[] cause some chaos
[] other

>>34825191
>Leave for the forest to hide out
Nothing bad ever happens in forests.

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>>34825234
Yep, nothing at all

>>34825191
Shopping. We have $200, let's build something neato.

>>34825234
Defiler!
>>34825191
[]Leave for the forest to hide out

>>34825191
>[]Leave for the forest to hide out

We need a base of operations, and I'm not too keen on paying for a room in a motel, but maybe shop for camping supplies/tools first?

>>34825265
"Hey Gunther" You shout as you begin to sprint as you notice patriotic music playing in the distance "follow me" He shrugs and begins lumbering after you. You nearly trip over the lower half of a cop as you run and no one seems to notice you as they run in terror of the crazy murder viking. you make note of several shops that sell bits and bobs you will need later as you calmly walk through the currently deserted streets followed by your demon viking man or what ever he is

you eventually arrive at the forest and set up a camp with the help of Gunther
Nothing strange happens at night besides Gunther running off into the woods after nothing
Eventually you pass out from drinking a large ammount of sherry
You awaken, Gunther is passed out ontop of a log, you're surrounded by evergreens

what do you do
[] wake him up
[] wander about
[] eat your tactical snack you hide in your hat
[] other

>>34825538
>[x]wander about
>[x] eat your tactical snack you hide in your hat

>>34825538
>[] wake him up
>[] wander about
>[] eat your tactical snack you hide in your hat

>>34825538
>[] wander about
>[] eat your tactical snack you hide in your hat

>>34825538
>[] wander about

>>34825538
Pace about, and don't wake him up. We need a plan. When he awakens of his own volition, we ask him if he can chop down a few trees and get to building a temporary shelter. And let's save that snack.

For the future, we should probably knock over some stores, get some cash, invest in builders and create a small fort/camp in a clearing from which we can operate for the time being.

You decide against waking up the man who could tear apart men like they were made out of wet tissue paper, and begin wandering around, munching on the snacks you had hidden in your top hat before hand. As you walk, taking in the beauty you never knew was so close to you, you realize how far you've fallen, you lost a friend, your house, most of your money, and all your weapons in exchange for a living one that's hard to understand. Well at least he makes it easier to avenge Johnny Boy, and he's also more tolerable than most others, who knows you may have more use for him than you thought at first. You look at the morning sky and smile, it's good to be back in the game, it really is, you feel so much more alive than you have for a long time

Important Minion Gained: Gunther Dick Vilian Bethany Dastardly, A strange man you pulled from a portal, hard to understand, and is far stronger and more durable than most men, carries a large axe

Problem arrisen: the super wasn't KOed when he went flying by after being his by gunther

Problem arisen : the armor guy wants to use Gunther for...something

Thread of fate opened: summoner

hideout gained: forest camp: Not much, but it works

I think I'm going to call it tonight as I'm fresh out of ideas of what to do and I'm beginning to get tired

feel free to ask questions, and I'd very much enjoy if one of you would archive this thread for me

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Bumping with cooking angry.

>>34825955
Why?

>>34825976

Archived.

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/34820089

Archived. Vote for that sheet.