>>35820704
>[X] "...panicked." [Engage flashback.]

>>35820704
>[x] "...panicked." [Engage flashback.]
>[x] "...did something really stupid." [Engage flashback.]

>>35820704
>"...did something really stupid."

>>35820704
>[ ] "...did something really stupid." [Engage flashback.]

>>35820704
>[X] "...did something really stupid." [Engage flashback.]

>>35820704
>Probably this, probably that ... I spend a whole of 5 seconds thinking this over.
>QTG made me do it
>Seriously, 5 seconds, look at my name it says right there I am improvising.
>I am doomed to fail so let me just make it clear I will fail horribly. I am just letting you know so you don't blame me for failure when I inescapably fail.

>>35820750
>>35820760
>>35820763
"I..." You hesitate. Memories come flooding back. Fire. Screams. A searing pain in the back of your mind. Your heart thumps in your chest, just like it did that day. Just like...

***

This can't be happening. This isn't fucking real, you refuse to believe it. Demons, zombies, whatever the fuck these things are, they don't ACTUALLY swarm and attack people on Halloween. That's stupid. That's insane. That's... exactly what's fucking happening, isn't it?

You curse under your breath, loudly, and try to keep your head down. Everything's gone to shit. At 7:06 AM (6:66, you realize, just making all of this even more unbelieveable), there was some kind of power surge, and almost exactly half of the population just... went crazy.

You were on your way to school when it happened, taking a back road to avoid everyone else like you usually do. That probably saved your life, because by the time you arrived at school, it was chaos. You're pretty sure you saw your homeroom teacher eating some girl's guts.

Like hell were you going to just stand there. You...
>[ ] Turned around, pretend you didn't see anything, and went home.
>[ ] Ran like hell.
>[ ] Dropkicked her right in her stupid lecturing zombie-teacher face. [Roll required.]
>[ ] Write-in [Roll may be required.]

>>35820980
>[ ] Dropkicked her right in her stupid lecturing zombie-teacher face. [Roll required.]

>>35820980
>[X] Turned around, pretend you didn't see anything, and went home.
The NOPE is strong in this one.

>>35820980
>[X] Turned around, pretend you didn't see anything, and went home.

>>35820704
>>>[ ] "...did something really stupid." [Engage flashback.]

>>35820980
>[x] Ran like hell.

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>35820980
>>[ ] Dropkicked her right in her stupid lecturing zombie-teacher face. [Roll required.]
Rolling D20 because you didn't specify

>>35820980
>[ ] Dropkicked her right in her stupid lecturing zombie-teacher face. [Roll required.]

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>35820980
>>[ ] Dropkicked her right in her stupid lecturing zombie-teacher face. [Roll required.]

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>>35821021
>>35821028
You NOPEd right the fuck out of there. Clearly, this was an insane nightmare. Or if it wasn't, at least you'd probably get the day off from school.

It's been several hours since you got home, locked all the doors and windows, and spent the day glued to every form of news media you could get your hands on. That's how you know what's happening, and it still doesn't seem possible. At all. It's just another War of the Worlds prank like on the radio way back when, right?

But your parents were supposed to be home hours ago. Mom usually drops your brother off early at daycare, so she can pick him up on her way home. But she was supposed to be home two hours ago. And by the time you finally worked up the guts to try calling, your service was out. The power followed not too long ago.

Fuck. You're going to have to go out and rescue him, aren't you?
>[ ] Grab something you can use as a weapon, and a jacket. Travel light.
>[ ] Stock up on every possible thing you can think of. There's no telling when you'll be back here.
>[ ] Stay home, start barricading the house, and just accept that you might never see your family again.
>[ ] Write-in

>>35821096
>>35821158
>>35821214
>Shit. Didn't expect the thread to get this many replies. I started typing at like the five-minute mark. Sorry, guys! I'll keep the window open longer next time.

>>35821266
>[ ] Grab something you can use as a weapon, and a jacket. Travel light.
Something like a baseball bat or something bludgeoning

>>35821266
>[X] Grab something you can use as a weapon, and a jacket. Travel light.
We need to find a gun to shoot ourselves with it's how you get power.

>>35821289
Just post when you close so you aren't to blame for wasted votes, idjit

>Going to go ahead and officially say that from now on, it's the first option to get 3 votes, and/or the one with the most that I like the most after ten minutes.
>On that note, BRB for a smoke and a piss.

>Back

>>35821323
>>35821325

>Is this the consensus?

>Captcha: TERMINAL ycerednf

>>35821523
Yes

>>35821523
Yep gotta get our persona.

>>35821537
>>35821545
>Okay. Typing.

>[x] Grab something you can use as a weapon, and a jacket. Travel light.
Okay, fuck it. If this is a dream, you might as well make it an exciting one. And if it's real... Well, alright, then you'll roll with it.

The only suitable weapon you can find is an aluminum baseball bat from God only knows how long ago. That weird off-brand Walmart one that everyone seems to have, sell at a yard sale, and then have again by the time you have the next one. That, and a black hooded sweatshirt will be all you need. Hopefully.

It's not far to the daycare, just a few blocks. And you know the side streets, so it's easy enough to get there quickly, avoiding anyone or anything that might see you. It's chaos, though. Blood splattered everywhere, flipped cars burning in the streets, smashed windows and doors, and the occasional gunshot or scream. No bodies, but that could mean any number of things.

Finally, you cross the last hill until you can see the daycare. It's almost dark, but you can just make out the building, and a mob of people outside of it. You crouch low, and sneak closer, trying to get a good look.

The crowd is humanoid, but... you can't think anything but 'zombies' when you see them. Moving clumsily, many of them covered in gore or missing entire body parts. They're swarming the daycare, pounding on doors and windows. None of them seem to have gotten in yet, but it can't be anything but a matter of time, with how many there are.

>Continued.

> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8CqE1ydsQNg

But in the crowd, you see one that stands apart. If you're giving up on trying to deny all this is happening, you might as well call this one a demon. Standing at least two heads taller than the mob, with twisted horns and more teeth than is probably strictly necessary, it's clearly commanding the mob, shouting in a language that sounds like someone talking through a blender.

"[Give us the child!]" With everything else that's happening, you don't even question why you can understand it. "[Give us the child and I will make your deaths quick and painless!]" There are screams from inside, as the sound of shattering glass fills the air. One of the windows has broken open, and the zombies are crawling over each other to get in through it. "[...too late.]"

> [ ] Hide and keep watching.
> [ ] Try to find another way in the building.
> [ ] Distract the mob. (Somewhere else.)
> [ ] Draw the demon's attention. (To you.)
> [ ] DYNAMIC ENTRY
> [ ] Write-in

>>35821989
>[X] DYNAMIC ENTRY
Hero mode activate!

>>35821989
>> [X ] DYNAMIC ENTRY

>>35822018
>>35822062
>Confirmed. Typing.

>[x] DYNAMIC ENTRY
There's a lot of information to take in here. It's Halloween and there is a demon leading an army of zombies. They're after a child in the daycare, maybe even your baby brother. You can understand what the demon is saying. The zombies are in countless numbers, that demon is fucking huge, there's no way you can take them all in a straight fight. Maybe you should just find another way to help, or...

No, you know what? Fuck it. You're not letting these assholes kill or abduct your baby brother.

Tightening your grip on the bat, you spring from your hiding place, and charge through the crowd towards the demon, bat held over your head. You don't know quite what you're yelling, but clearly it's got their attention, and the demon turns just in time to see the bat swinging downwards towards its face. Its solid-red eyes go wide for a moment, and...

>Time for a roll!
>To make rolls, type "dice+3d6" in the e-mail field, without the quotes. The first two will be added together and added to a modifier, and I'll take the highest of the first three rolls (barring critical hits or misses). The third die is just for critical verification, and we'll get to that when the time comes.

Rolled 1, 3, 4 = 8 (3d6)

>>35822221

Rolled 1, 1, 5 = 7 (3d6)

>>35822221

>>35821523
>Is this the consensus?
Hey, QM? Try to avoid asking something like this. It's prime bait for trolls and shitposters to proxy vote a different prompt than what was originally voted for. Most QMs draw a line in the sand, such as a time limit for votes, or "first choice to get five votes". Or if there is no clear consensus, many will use a dice roll to sort out a tie.

You don't have to do any of this. I'm just saying this because I've seen some shit.

Rolled 4, 3, 2 = 9 (3d6)

>>35822221

>>35822246
>You were very close to having a crit miss here, just FYI.
>>35822254
>Seven is the highest roll. Typing.
>>35822250
>Noted. I've tried a one-off quest once or twice before, but I'm still pretty new to this shit, so any advice is appreciated.

Rolled 4, 1, 6 = 11 (3d6)

>>35822288
>>You were very close to having a crit miss here, just FYI.
i realize

>>35822288
Don't mention it. I like how you (>>35822221) make sure to explain how to roll dice, just in case your readers don't already know. Keep up the good work!

> [x] Roll. 7.
...your blow collides with the demon's forehead, ringing like a bell, and denting the hell out of the bat. If he was human, you definitely would have done some serious damage. But was it enough for a monster? There's a moment of silence, where you aren't sure what might happen. Did you get him?

"[Brave fool.]" Nnnnnope. The demon swats you away with one arm, sending you and the bat spiraling through the air. You're unconscious before you hit the ground.

>Continued. Typing.

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> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jcYzZjIpSek
You awaken in a remarkably plush chair, sitting across from a man with wide, blood-shot eyes, a hooked nose, and a somewhat disquieting grin.

"Well, hello, there. My name is Igor. Welcome to the Velvet Room." You open your mouth to speak, but he holds up a hand to stop you. "I'm sure you must have many questions, and normally, I'd be very happy to answer them. There are all sorts of formalities I normally like to observe. But right now, time is of the essence, so I must be brief."

You nod, and listen. Not the weirdest thing to happen to you today, at least.

"You are at a crossroads. I can't say where your choices may lead, just that they are yours to make. You have very unique powers, and I can unlock them for you. But first, you must agree to a contract with me." He pushes a piece of paper across the table between you. "The terms are very simple. You will agree to abide by the consequences of your own actions, and your own choices."

Like hell is it ever actually that simple, right?

"Or, you can decline. You will most likely die, of course, but it's always an option."

> [ ] Sign the contract.
> [ ] Decline.
> [ ] Ask one question. (This delay may have other consequences.)

>>35822520
>> [ ] Sign the contract.

Rolled 5, 4, 2 = 11 (3d6)

>>35822520
> [X] Sign the contract.
You're doing great OP.

Rolled 1, 3, 6 = 10 (3d6)

>>35822520
>> [ ] Sign the contract.
at this point we've seen zombies, demons, and people eating each other. why not trust to only thing to be civil so far in this nightmare

>>35822573
>Thank you.
>>35822595
>That's actually pretty solid logic. Typing.

>[x] Sign the contract.
Well, hey, at least this guy is speaking English and asked you first. That's gotta be worth something. Without hesitating, you sign your name, and push the paper back towards him.

"Very well." Igor rises from his seat, and... god dammit, the creepy old man just pulled a gun out of his suit and is pointing it at your head. He pulls the trigger, and your vision goes red.

>Continued. Typing.

>>35822719
okay, my monies on Empress or Star

Rolled 4, 3, 5 = 12 (3d6)

>>35822812
>Not JUSTICE!
Don't you want to save the world anon?

>>35822812
Lovers
kidding, we dynamic entry-ed a demon with a bat, we're the Fool

>>35822883
I do like justice
>>35822914
>we dynamic entry-ed a demon with a bat, we're the Fool
point taken

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>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qO6LWQhvzRw

>ONE MORE GOD REJECTED

You rise from where you fell outside the daycare. There's a pounding pain in your head, and you think you can feel blood running from your ears. Vision still blurry, you take in your surroundings. It can't have been more than a few moments since you fell, and the demon, about twenty feet away, turns towards you.

"[Still alive?]" It's hard to read the demon's expression as it turns back towards you. Or maybe you just don't care.

"Per..." The sounds come automatically, a word you need to say. You don't even think to question it. "So... Na."

For the second time, everything goes red. But this time, when it comes back, it's more. You see things you couldn't before. The strings of mental control between the demon and its minions. They're feral without the control of a host, and the more powerful the host, the smarter and more coordinated they become. This one knows what it's doing, but it's running on raw talent, without much experience. You don't know how you know it, but you do, as fundamentally as you understand its language, and the dawning fear in its eyes.

>All options will require a roll.
>[ ] Intimidate.
>[ ] Attack.
>[ ] Write-in.

Rolled 4, 3, 5 = 12 (3d6)

>>35823014
>[X] Attack.

Rolled 6, 4, 1 = 11 (3d6)

>>35823014
>>[ ] Intimidate.
>>[ ] Attack.
>>[ ] Write-in.
"DYNAMIC ENTRY MARK II!"
all of the above

>>35822939
>>35822883
>>35822812
>Actually, with your current behaviors, I'm honestly leaning towards Chariot. But we'll see.

>>35823053
>I'm honestly leaning towards Chariot
so we're Chie is what you're saying
TRIAL OF THE DRAGON

>>35823041
>>35823047
>Need one more roll. One of you wanna roll again, maybe?

Rolled 2, 5, 1 = 8 (3d6)

>>35823103
>>35823014
fuck it, here goes

>>35823118
>>35823047
>>35823041
>Ten. Not bad. Typing.

>[x] Intimidate.
>[x] Attack.
>[x] Roll. 10.

"[You should know something, before you die.]" The demon's expression changes again. Fear mixes with rage. Recognition. Good. You crack your knuckles and your neck, and grin. This is going to be fun. "[I'm stronger than you.]"

The demon charges towards you, and swings a massive fist your way, towards the center of your chest. It collides with a heavy thud, and you feel yourself pushed back a few inches, but that's all. You return the favor, and send it back a few FEET. The swarm of zombies behind it cushion it from the blow, and push it back upright. They're all focused on you now, and the demon takes a few steps back, letting the mob close in.

"[I don't need to kill you to win, traitor. I just need to get to The Child before you do.]" It's right. You can kill all of them, sure enough. But that mass of bodies will keep you from getting anywhere, while the horned jackass is free to go through the window they opened. "[THEN I'll kill you.]"

> [ ] Fight/wade through the horde.
> [ ] Intimidate/Keep it talking.
> [ ] Do something reckless.
> [ ] Write-in.

Rolled 6, 1, 1 = 8 (3d6)

>>35823426
>[X] Do something reckless.
Time to go full Chariot I guess.

>>35823467
>Hm. We seem to have lost the other player.
>Still need two more rolls. You wanna just make them?

Rolled 5, 3, 5 = 13 (3d6)

>>35823645
Sure.

Rolled 5, 3, 1 = 9 (3d6)

>>35823645

>>35823674
>Eight. The rolls have been pretty average so far. Typing.
>Also, considering putting a to-be-continued-tomorrow on this, since I have to be up for work in four hours. Would the thread still be around tomorrow, or should I try to archive it?

>>35823734
Depends what time tomorrow.
This same time? Probably not.
In five hours? Probably.

Rolled 5, 6, 1 = 12 (3d6)

>>35823734
It should be pretty easy to keep bumped for quite a while.

>>35823745
>>35823760
>I'd say in about... 18-20 hours? Maybe earlier, but that seems about the right time to have enough people, but still have plenty of time to finish it.

Rolled 6, 3, 5 = 14 (3d6)

>>35823794
It might be a good idea to archive it and start up again later then.

>[x] Do something reckless.
"[You're assuming I'll fight through them.]" Bending your knees, you crouch low, and feel the strength in your legs. Without another word, you launch yourself high into the air, dozens of feet up. It's not the best jump you've ever made, but it's not the worst, either, so you'll have a couple seconds to steer before you come down.

>This is a Moment of Consequence. Choose carefully. There's no right or wrong answer, but think through the implications and consequences of your actions.
>[ ] Crash through the ceiling of the daycare.
>[ ] Come back down hard and make a massive shockwave/earthquake.
>[ ] Rider kick the goddamn demon.
>[ ] Write-in

>>35823815
>I might have to. Alternatively, I could just stay up all night, but it's a Tuesday, and there's not really a lot of people awake right now, I feel like. At least, not a lot in this thread.

>>35823904
>[ ] Rider kick the goddamn demon.
RIIIIIIDER KIIIIIIIIIIIIIICK

Rolled 3, 3, 3 = 9 (3d6)

>>35823904
>[ ] Rider kick the goddamn demon.

>>35823904
>[ ] Rider kick the goddamn demon.

>>35823904
>>[ ] Rider kick the goddamn demon.
>assuming any other option

>>35823948
>>35823981
>>35823984
>>35823997
>I thought that might draw the lurkers out of the woodwork.
>Two more rolls, please.

Rolled 1, 5, 4 = 10 (3d6)

>>35824020
It's a useful thing that I will never remember to turn my dice off.

>>35824032
>Seems that way.
>One more.

Rolled 3, 1, 2 = 6 (3d6)

>>35824020
Did you expect anyone to not pick rider kick, I mean really.

Rolled 4, 3, 4 = 11 (3d6)

>>35824020

>>35824082
>Not really. But I had to provide the option. Railroady quests are shit.
>>35823981
>Six. Typing.

>Captcha: Ungovernable hangerly

>>35824165
so i assume as Chie/Chariot we get a bonus to our Rider Kick stat

>[x] Rider kick the goddamn demon.
>[x] Roll. 6.
There's really only one thing you can do from up here.

"RIDER!" Your voice echoes as you begin to descent, one leg straight, heel extended. Faster and faster you descend, towards the demon beneath you. "KIIIIIIIICK!"

To your credit, your blow connects in the dead center of its chest, and you feel something CRUNCH at the impact. Somewhat less fortunately, you're pretty sure that crunch was something in your leg breaking.

"[H-ha...]" Psychic strings unravel and snap as you are dragged down with the falling demon. Blood seeping from the corners of its mouth, it spreads a grim smile, and digs its claws into your leg, still half-embedded in its chest.

A low growl, first one, then dozens, hundreds, join together, as one by one, the zombies return to their feral nature, and turn their gaze to you. "[Now... We will die together.]"

>To Be Continued

>>35824427
well that was disappointing

>Alright, guys. I have to be up for work in four hours. If someone wants to archive the thread somewhere, that'd be great. If not, we can at least keep it bumped and alive until... let's say 6 PM EST tomorrow?

>I'm willing to stick around a bit longer for some constructive criticism or just telling me what I fucked up on, but this is probably as good a stopping point as we're going to get for a while, so I'm capitalizing on that.

>>35824458
>If either of the rolls had been better, it would've been more effective. I figured it was still better than just having him no-sell the attack? What were you hoping would happen?

>>35824459
I like your style of writing but try to work on going a bit faster. Your posts are coherent and flow well, but For them being relatively short you should crank them out a bit faster, that or include a bit more content to each post.

>>35824813
Also, I like the idea of using the Persona universe for this. A lot. With that said, a good way to make your writing faster is to plan a bit ahead on what you are going to write. Don't worry about the fine details just things like If we fail a roll, how bad will it be? If crit fail how bad will it be? Crit success? The actual content will flow easier if you have an idea of where you want it to do.

>>35824908
>This was not a mash-up I ever expected to work well. Much less this well.

>And noted. I'll try to plan ahead better and either post quicker or get more out per post. I tend to over-analyze and over-correct my posts, which is part of what makes it take a while.

Rolled 1, 2, 3 = 6 (3d6)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6LcQcHfal1o
Soon the zombies will know fear.

>>35824952
Well, while at work tomorrow try to flush out the universe for the Quest a bit. Like I said you don't need details, just ideas and outlines. Something you get you rolling.

>>35825352
>Will do.

>Thread is archived, just in case. But if you guys could keep it bumped, that'd be great.

> Archive link, for anyone who wants it: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/35820704/

>>35825418
Have a good night, get some sleep. And don't load up to heavily on caffeine before work. You'll just crash before you can start the quest.

bump

And one more bump

Just got off work. Will be home in about an hour, then we'll resume a couple hours after that.

>And home. We'll be resuming at 5 PM, EST.

Rolled 3, 3, 1 = 7 (3d6)

>>35834754
Good to know.

>>35834798
>My regular! Hello again, Always Rolling. Did you not post anywhere since last night, or did you just turn the dice back on intentionally?

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>[x] Continue.

Well, this is less than ideal. You were really hoping your first Rider Kick would be more... dramatic than that. It's pretty obvious you've got some kind of superpowers at this point, right?

You take a moment to reassess the situation. It's Halloween, zombies and demons are killing people, you got superpowers by having a dream/vision/halucination about getting shot in the head by a bald guy with a long nose, and your two-year-old kid brother is almost certainly inside the barricaded daycare.

Oh, right, and the zombies are closing in and intend to tear you limb from limb. You jerk back, trying to get free, but the demon's grip on your leg doesn't loosen. Its many teeth are bared, jaw clenched in determination. Getting out while it's still fighting you isn't going to be easy.

>[ ] Coup de grace.
>[ ] Try jumping again.
>[ ] Just fight like this.
>[ ] Write-in.

>>35836720
>>[ ] Coup de grace.
Demon was controlling the zombies right, take him out first

Nice thread IA, I missed out the first half though

>>35836790
>We're going to start pretty slow, I think. I'll give it another couple minutes, but we're probably going with this.
>And thank you.

>>35836720
>>[ ] Coup de grace.

>>35836897
>Good enough for me. Writing.

>>35836348
Wasn't able to post no. Did remember to turn my dice off now though.

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>[x] Coup de grace.
Fuck this shit. This asshole could have died like a cool villain, and exploded when you kicked him from thirty feet in the air, but no, it had to survive and try to bring you down with it. Jackass, ruining your debut.

Balling your hands into fists, you pound punches against the demon's head and skull, one after another. God damn, its head is hard, too. Bu the time the demon finally stops thrashing, its face is a caved in mess of splintered bone and black blood, and you're splattered in it as well.

The demon's death means you can easily pull out your leg with a wet SCHLORP and get back to your feet. Well, that's one problem out of the way. The now-feral mob of flesh-eating undead that are growling and snarling and closing in one by one? Still gotta take care of that part.

>[ ] Grab the bat. Go nuts.
>[ ] Jump over them, and try to get back to the daycare.
>[ ] Screw this, you're going home.
>[ ] Write-in

>Giving advice to a super religious friend on how to use sex toys.
>Picture related.

>>35837146
>Giving advice to a super religious friend on how to use sex toys.

Story time.
>[ ] Jump over them, and try to get back to the daycare.

>>35837146
>[X] Grab the bat. Go nuts.
>[X] Jump over them, and try to get back to the daycare.

>>35837146
>>[ ] Jump over them, and try to get back to the daycare.
Still got to pick up our brother

>>35837146
>>[ ] Grab the bat. Go nuts.

>>35837166
>Just a TL;DR. I'll explain more once the thread is over if people are really interested.
>TL;DR: Friend has slowly over the last couple years been breaking out of, to be perfectly frank, Mormon brainwashing, and just bought a vibrating dildo.

>>35837207
>>35837184
>>35837178
>>35837166
>[ ] Grab bat, then jump, going nuts if necessary?

>>35837263
Sounds good to me.

>>35837263
Sure

>>35837299
>>35837282
>Let's see a roll, then.

Rolled 2, 4, 4 = 10 (3d6)

>>35837314

Rolled 3, 3, 3 = 9 (3d6)

>>35837314
Time to forget to turn off my dice again

Rolled 4, 2, 5 = 11 (3d6)

>>35837314
Let's try not to die in the flashback

>>35837222
fuck her right in the pussy

>>35837372
>Has that ever actually happened in a quest?
>>35837355
>Nine plus modifiers will get you a pretty decent success, at least. Writing.

>>35837398
Welcome back!
>>35837372
Yes, Lets. Unless IA can come up with some neat way to work it into the quest.

>[x] Grab bat, then jump. Go nuts, if necessary.
>[x] Roll. 9.
It's a little bent up, but you grab your fallen bat all the same. It doesn't take long, but the horde is already closing in by the time you do. Fighting through this mob is possible, they might not even be able to injure you. But it'll take a long time, and right now, you've got a baby brother to save.

Again, you tense the muscles in your legs, and crouch low. You're better prepared this time, you know what to expect, and when you leap, you sail in a glorious arc over the mob. The whole town is sprawled out below you this time. You must be at least sixty, seventy feet up.

It's chaos as far as you can see. Fires burning in the distance, other swarms like this one. Other demons, too. You don't get much chance to take in details before you start to descend again, but at least now you know for sure this isn't an isolated incident.

The landing is much cleaner this time, and you come down with both feet on a zombie at the far end of the mob, a couple dozen feet from the daycare. This is probably a good thing, as not only does the zombie pop like a water balloon full of spaghetti sauce, the impact sends a rippling shockwave through the ground, and a foot-deep crater beneath you where you landed.

Behind you, the horde is slowly turning to face you again, and in front of you, the daycare stands mostly-solid, save for the one broken window that hasn't been rebarricaded.

>[ ] Thin out the mob, maybe give whoever's in there a chance to escape.
>[ ] Try to talk to someone inside. (Optional write-in.)
>[ ] Just go in through the window yourself and re-barricade it from the inside.
>[ ] Write-in.

>>35837452
>I'm sure I'll come up with something if I have to.

>>35837452
>...shit, am I not the first QM to use this name?

Rolled 2, 1, 3 = 6 (3d6)

>>35837590
>[X] Just go in through the window yourself and re-barricade it from the inside.
We can always fight our way out.

>>35837590
>>[ ] Just go in through the window yourself and re-barricade it from the inside.
We should let everyone inside know we aren't going to eat them

>>35837678
>>35837712
>Going with this, then. Typing.

>[x] Just go in through the window yourself and re-barricade it from the inside.
Your little brother is probably inside that building. As tempting as it is to re-enact a scene from The Raid 2.

"[I'm not going to hurt you!]" There isn't really enough time to wait for a confirmation before you climb in through the window. The broken glass would probably cut normal flesh up pretty good, but it just crunches and breaks under you without leaving a scratch. Once you're inside (fuck, it's dark in here), you scan the room for something to rebarricade the window with.

There's nothing really heavy enough to stay for long, but you push a bookcase up against it, and then get another one leaned up against that. One might be able to crawl over the top, or knock the whole thing over, but it'd make a hell of a lot of noise when it did, and that'd at least give you some time to react.

Your eyes already seem fully adjusted to the darkness, maybe another new superpower, and you get a better look around. There, on the far side of the large main room of the daycare, are two older women holding a mass of young children against you protectively. Some are crying, others are hiding their faces. But through all of the children, and the adults, one thing holds constant.

They are all completely terrified of you.

>And now I have to pause to go make and eat dinner because I am a human who needs food to survive.
>I should hopefully be back by 7. 8 at the very, very latest.

>And back. Sorry about that. Didn't give any warning because I didn't really have any. Had just enough time to set up a pseudo-cliffhanger.
>The adventures of Mormon Girl continued, as well.

>>35839258
Story time soon?

"[Hey, hey, it's okay!]" You put your hands up, trying to calm them down. A high-pitched shriek as you do shows just how effective that particular strategy is going to be. It sets off a chain reaction, and soon, the entire huddled mass is screaming and blubbering and you think you hear one of the women whispering the Lord's Prayer under her breath.

Well, if the undead weren't trying to get in before, they certainly are now. The doors and windows shake as they're again put under the assault of the feral mob. Their groans, a feeding call if you know anything at all about zombie movies, is clear and obvious even through the walls. This doesn't exactly make the situation better for the group's clarity of thought.

Things continue as they are, they're just going to keep screaming and cowering until they're all eaten alive. You're going to have to do something. Now.

>This is a Moment of Consequence. Choose carefully. There's no right or wrong answer, but think through the implications and consequences of your actions.
>[ ] Break down a wall and try to herd them out and away.
>[ ] Find your little brother, try to communicate with him directly.
>[ ] Come up with some other way of communicating with them. (Write-in required.)
>[ ] Write-in.

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>>35839350
>Sure, while I wait for responses.
>I'm gonna be vague about some things on the off chance that someone knows her, since I really don't want to go airing someone else's dirty laundry.
>I've known this girl for about a year now. As long as I've known her, she's been in a kind of balancing act between figuring out who she is and what she likes, trying to keep up appearances for her very devout, very restrictive parents, and figuring out what she wants to do with her life. (She's old enough that still living with her parents is really starting to chafe.)
>We were kind-of-sort-of romantic thing for a little while, but she attracts bad relationships like every idiom you can think of. And I've at least got enough good sense to not what to get dragged into THAT mess.
>Case in point, a week or two ago, she found out that her most recent ex, the one she was still pining over as he strung her along (sexually and otherwise) with 'just not wanting to get involved in any commitments'... was dating her best-friend/other ex behind her back. For a good long time now, in fact.
>I'm kind of losing the point of the story here, but she's... interesting, let's put it that way.
>And then today she sprung me with a snapchat of her holding up a very elaborate rabbit-type vibrating dildo.
>The whole conversation with her since then has been alternating between "How do I use this?" "Like this." and minor freak-outs because of her upbringing and her religious views on sex and masturbation.
>Which, while I was at dinner, abruptly changed tracks entirely to her taking selfies of possible Halloween costumes.
>...
>Typing this all out, I'm really starting to realize just how crazy this whole fucking thing is.
>Pic related, I guess?

>>35839501
>[ ] Come up with some other way of communicating with them. (Write-in required.)
Find something to write with.
Write on it.
Kneel and present our words on it

>>35839882
Well, that's interesting. Think she wants to fuck?

>>35839947
>Maybe, maybe not.But
>1. If she's having this kind of freak-out over a rubber toy, I don't wanna imagine what happens when it comes to actual sex.
>2. Yeah, she's damn hot, not gonna lie. But she's also kinda completely batshit, as telling these stories is reminding me.

>Anyways, enough with that for now.
>>35839914
This is a solid plan. Consider it added to the list of options.

Rolled 4, 6, 5 = 15 (3d6)

>>35839501
>[X] Come up with some other way of communicating with them. (Write-in required.)
Operation crayons begin.

>Two's enough. Gotta get back the momentum I lost. Typing.

>[x] Come up with some other way of communicating with them.
>[x] Writing!
Well, alright. Clearly, you're stuck in Demon Talk mode, and that's not doing much to calm them down. But it's a daycare, there's got to be crayons or something around, right?

It doesn't take you too long to find one, though the first one you grab being bright red probably isn't doing much for your 'I'm not evil, I promise" plan. Still, it's better than nothing. Clumsily gripping the nubby red wax, you tear out the blank back page of a relatively-new-looking coloring book and write as fast and clearly as the situation allows.

'I am a friend. I won't hurt you.'

With the pounding and groaning seeming to get louder every moment, you push the paper across the floor, and look expectantly at the women. Whether it's the words or just the act of writing the message that does it, you aren't sure, but they both seem to be looking at you differently. Like they're not quite sure they believe you.

>You've been running mostly on Courage so far. Let's see if your Expression is any good.
>Gimme a roll for this second chance at a first impression!

Rolled 3, 3, 2 = 8 (3d6)

>>35840326

Rolled 1, 3, 2 = 6 (3d6)

>>35840326

Rolled 1, 5, 3 = 9 (3d6)

>>35840326

>>35840396
>Six.
>...
>Fuck it, pulling a FATE system out of my ass.
>Would you like to take a once-per-thread reroll?

Rolled 6, 4, 2 = 12 (3d6)

>>35840427
Sure.

>>35840427
>>35840436
Although Six is just average. 2d6 and all.

Rolled 5, 4, 1 = 10 (3d6)

>>35840427

>>35840459
>Might as well tip my hand on mechanics.
>Generally speaking, because of the best-of-three system, the stuff curves upwards.
>I basically stole the * World system outright. After modifiers...
>6 or less is a fail-forward.
>7-9 is a success with caveats or a hard choice.
>10+ is a success.
>12+ is a roaring success. (Not always relevant, though.)

>>35840535
You might want to shift the fail forward and the success with caveat down a bit.
So say 4-5 for fail forward then 8+ for success and 12+ for roaring success.

>>35840535
So wait, we don't have modifiers anywhere? If below 10 is bad, then we gotta have some shit in place.

>>35840574
>The thing is that it's not just 2d6, it's 2d6 three times, take the best. The math is dumb and boring, but basically with even best of two rolls, the average goes up to like 8-8.5

>>35840623
>I've been quietly adding modifiers based on your choices. Right now, you've got +1 Courage and +1 Knowledge. Very likely going to end up with final modifiers at first of +2 Courage, +1 Knowledge, but we'll see.
>Anyways, we've got a ten now, so we're probably fine, but need one more roll for formality's sake.

>>35840714
The rolling three times thing is done on /tg/ because /tg/ dice have a habit of trending low in rolls.

Rolled 6, 6, 2 = 14 (3d6)

>>35840740
>>35840427
dice gods, don't fail me now

>>35840762
>Hahaha, oh wow.
>Spoilers again. 6,6,6 is critical success. 1,1,1 is critical failure. 1,1,6 is "fail badly, but in a way that works out well in the long run". 6,6,1 would've been the opposite, "succeed spectacularly in a way that would've been terrible in the long run".

>Anyways, twelve. Good enough for me to do what I was planning on a crit, I suppose. Typing.

>>35840825
>our drawings give everyone in this building superpowers
>
shit

>[x] Roll. 6.
>[x] Reroll!
>[x] Roll. 12.

For what feels like minutes, two women stay frozen in place, hugging the children close to them. This hasn't been the best day of their lives. Fine, you understand that. But if they don't do something soon-

The door comes busting open, breaking right off the hinges. You move on instinct, planting your shoulder against the cracking wood and shove with all your might. Even against the crush of bodies, you're stronger than they are, and you push them back out, bracing yourself to keep them out.

THAT gets everyone moving, and they've gathered the children together, ready to move, in a remarkably quick period of time.

"Fine!" One of them shouts, as much to convince herself as you, from the sound of it, "We'll go with you! Not like we have much of a choice."

Well, about damn time. The only question now, with the entire building surrounded and the front door held together almost solely by you forcing it to, what are you going to do with them?

>[ ] Break down one of the far walls and hope for the best.
>[ ] Grab your brother and nope right the fuck out of there.
>[ ] Stand and fight and try to keep the mob's attention on you.
>[ ] Write-in

>>35841014
>[X] Stand and fight and try to keep the mob's attention on you.
Time to The raid 2 the fuck out of these zombies.

>>35841014
>Barricade
>From Dusk to Dawn

>>35841121
I don't think we have anything to barricade with.

>>35841151
>You do not. Not really.
>Stand and fight, then?

>>35841293
>Whoops, trip fell off.

>>35841293
Yeah. We just killed a demon with your bare hands what chance do a few wimpy zombie pose to us with a bat.

>>35841337
>Excellent.
>What's the strategy, then? Defensive, try to take them on a few at a time? Or just go nuts and try to be such a whirlwind of destruction that you draw all their attention?

>>35841395
>Make a bottleneck, tell everyone to stand back, fight them off

>>35841395
I would say defensive. We can use the entrance as a chokepoint.

>>35841433
>>35841439
>Sounds good.
>I'm gonna be a bit more transparent with mechanics now that I'm sure they work.
>Let's see a roll for how well you keep up your focus and discipline on this, then. (Your modifier will be Diligence, which is +0, if it matters.)

Rolled 4, 6, 4 = 14 (3d6)

>>35841520
Cool

Rolled 6, 1, 4 = 11 (3d6)

>>35841520

Rolled 5, 3, 3 = 11 (3d6)

>>35841520

Rolled 3 (1d6)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SyZD6G1EiZQ

Rolled 1, 6, 1 = 8 (3d6)

>>35841520

>>35841546
>>35841552
>>35841557
>Ten! Typing.
>>35841559
>>35841571
>Goddamn, what's with the sudden influx? PSTers finally coming around?

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>35841608
Rolling for warcry.

>>35841608
What can i say?,This quest has promise my good QM

>>35841654
It really does.

http://megamitensei.wikia.com/wiki/Ares
Since we're probably Chariot and all.

>>35841809
Care to explain to a anon that doesn't have any idea what you're going on about,Please?

>>35841866
It's the persona part of the walking persona rider.
OP said we're probably the Chariot Arcana.
http://megamitensei.wikia.com/wiki/Chariot_Arcana

>[x] Stand and fight.
>[x] Create a bottleneck.
>[x] Roll. 10 + 0 DIL = 10
Yeah, like hell are you going anywhere with that mob outside. As quickly as you can, you usher them to one of the far corners, away from all the doors and windows. Then you take a deep breath, shift the grip on your bat, and let go of the door.

The flood is immediate, as the undead have worked themselves into a frenzy. Even with the bottleneck, they're swarming in as fast as you can take them down. It doesn't take you long to realize that destroying the brain really is the only way to keep them down for good, and by the time your bat finally crumples and caves, you've already gotten a very good sense of just where to plant a blow to crush the skull.

Corpses collapse and fall over one another, creating a wall of rotting flesh that the future attackers have to climb over to get to you. Dozens have fallen around you, but there doesn't seem to be any end to their numbers. It's almost enough to make you give up, to change tactics and try something else, but each time you consider it, all it takes is a glance over your shoulder to remind you why you're doing this.

It's almost three hours later by the time you finally pulp the last undead. Their bodies are scattered and stacked everywhere, through all the windows they broke down, several layers thick on the ground, and a complete wasteland outside, where you took the battle once there was literally no more room to fight effectively inside the daycare.

They couldn't best you, but those individual scratches and dings have been adding up, plus an exhaustion like you've never felt before. You won! You just... need to lie down for a minute.

The last thing you see before you lose consciousness is a flash of recognition on the women's faces.

>>35841907
I see,Thank you

>And there's the end of your flashback.
>I was actually planning to end there for tonight, but this new burst of readers is enough to make me want to keep going.
>Gonna take a quick smoke break, answer some questions via Chrome mobile, and then hop back to it.
>Do you want the extra delay for a character sheet now, or would you rather wait on that?

>>35841979
Character sheet would be good.
This is getting pretty hype OP.

>>35841979
I'd rather get a charsheet at the end of the session.

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>>35841979
Eh,I'd say just get the bones laid out,Then continue,Also QM you are pic related
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>>35842038
>demotivators

>Bare bones it is. I'll work as I go, post the 'completed' one at the end of the session. Right now, it's just...

Favored Arcana: Chariot

Courage/Stength: Reliable [+1]
XP: 0/10
Diligence/Vitality: Persistent [+1]
XP: 0/10
Knowledge/Magic: Aware [+0]
XP: 0/5
Understanding/Agility: Basic [+0]
XP: 0/5
Expression/Luck: Rough [+0]
XP: 0/5

>And as a side note, I appreciate the kind words, anons. It's really helping to keep me motivated on this.
>Typing.

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>>35842103
B-But QM,I was trying to compliment you.....

"You what?" Your brother looks at you impatiently. You've been lost in your memories for so long, you forgot that you were supposed to be telling him a story.

"I... I'll tell you later." You stand and leave before he can say anything else to stop you. Thinking about it, you'd really rather not tell your five-year old brother about the time you turned into a demon and killed three hundred zombies with a bat and your bare hands. He'll understand when he's older. Hopefully.

Two years have passed since then, almost to the day. Halloween is coming up again soon, and although last year's was eerily quiet, you're not sure how much you can rely on that. You've learned a lot about yourself and your powers since then, talked to Igor a few more times in your dreams, even made decent progress on protecting the group of survivors who've started to look to you, if not as a leader, at least as a shield.

Your track record hasn't been perfect, though. People have still died. A lot of them. And though no one would ever dare blame you to your face (for a lot of reasons), you can still see it in a few of their faces. They were expecting a savior and a hero. But powers or not, you're still just one person.

Things have started to look up recently, though. About six months ago, you finally got a chance to move everyone to a secure location where you can all start to settle in and rebuild. In the end, you chose...
>[ ] An old concrete prison, the closest thing there is to a fortress left in the world.
>[ ] An abandoned airport, with an almost-working antique biplane stashed away in one of the hangars.
>[ ] A couple of cleared out blocks of a suburb, where people can almost pretend things are normal.
>[ ] An overrun military base, well-stocked with arms, ammunition, and supplies.
>[ ] The high school, a compromise between peace and security.
>[ ] Write-in.

>>35842487
>[X] An overrun military base, well-stocked with arms, ammunition, and supplies.

>>35842487
>Write in
A giant, fucking mall. It had everything, a security room with working cameras, new clothes, half-working shutters and even a sex store!

>>35842487
>[ ] An overrun military base, well-stocked with arms, ammunition, and supplies.

>>35842522
>>35842487
This

>>35842522
>>35842487
Seconding, military base is boring as shit.

>>35842520
>>35842553
>Going with this, then?
>Mall is an option, it'd be a pretty decent Morale/Supplies comprimise, but only okay in security and food.

>>35842625
I guess I'll swap my vote to mall.
>>35842520

>>35842601
>>35842620
>Welp, that's three. Mall it is.
Home Base: Mega Mall
Population: 200
Food: Low
Arms: Moderate
Security: Low
Morale: Moderate
Bonus: High availability of 'old world' supplies.

>Typing.

>[x] A giant fucking mall.
The mall was your idea. To this day, you still occasionally find someone's kid innocently playing with the 'weird lightsabers', but it's worked out fairly well. Food has been the biggest issue- as the population grew, so did their needs. And as it turns out, not a lot of people grew up learning how to grow staple food crops. But you're making due.

You intentionally avoid the food court, which has become the sort of de facto common area, and duck through fallen rubble to one of the cleared-out stores that has kind of become your own personal sanctuary: Justice.

...they used to sell little girls' clothes.

Drawing in a heavy breath, you look at yourself in one of the mirrors, and sigh. You could use a shower, for sure. But other than that, you look...
>[ ] Tired. Very tired.
>[ ] Lean and hungry.
>[ ] Distant.
>[ ] Remarkably normal, all things considered.
>[ ] Write-in.

>Now is also a decent time to make your voices heard on MC gender preference.

>>35842818
>Like a victim of PTSD,We've been on the bottle for a little while...

>>35842818
>[X] Lean and hungry.
Wait I thought we were already a guy.

>>35842888 This is me forgot btw
>Female

>>35842818
>[ ] Remarkably normal, all things considered.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>35842911
1. male
2. female
Might as well give it a random chance as well.

>>35842818
Futanari/Female

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>35842932
please no

>>35842932
>>35842818
Second

>>35842911
>I intentionally left it ambiguous. One of the few bits of planning I did from the start. Even knowing /tg/'s usual quest preferences, I didn't want to force the issue either way.

>>35842913
>>35842929
>>35842932
>Female confirmed.

>>35842888
>>35842911
>>35842914
>Split the difference?
>New option.
>[ ] Almost normal. Almost.

>>35838059
>holding a mass of young children against you protectively.
>completely terrified of you.
So...do you mean away from you, instead of against you?

>>35842818
>Male

>>35842959
Almost normal.
In fact, looking a bit more /fit/ considering.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>35842959
>[X] Almost normal. Almost.
Sure. sounds fine with me.

>>35842959
Female

>>35842818
Male, though you should've either rolled for it or just determined gender beforehand.

>There's more push-and-pull than I was expecting, but the preference seems to be female.
>And 'Almost normal. Almost.' seems to be getting some traction, too.
>I actually really like that combination for some reason, so I'm going to use some QM Fiat and just go ahead and lock that in myself.
>Typing.

>>35843090
Sounds good. Looks like we got some more posters as well.

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>>35843090
BASED QM!

>>35843090
So we're a girl right?

>>35843183
That's what OP said.

>>35842654
>listing all these stats
oh god is this going to turn into a management quest? I'm so out if it is.
Also, like the character.
Also, sad I didn't get here in time to vote for "school" because the local middle school has long been where I plan to go in the event of zombies (it was built to double as a bomb shelter)

>>35843405
I think it was just a general stat-up of what we should expect there.

>>35843405
>Yeah, it's not going to turn into a management quest. I'm a filthy storygamer at heart, so it's just an expectation of what kinds of plots and issues to expect coming up.

>[x] Almost normal. Almost.
There's no forgetting some of the things you've seen. But you've done your best to not let it affect your day-to-day life. A couple years ago, you might've even noticed that you've lost some weight and put on a bit of muscle over the months. Now you just notice the dark circles under your eyes and hope your breath won't stink too much like liquor when you go back out to facing the world again.

****

A drink, a nap, and a vain attempt to pretend the previous two didn't happen later, and you're back out in public again. No one really bothers to stop you or make conversation, and you're able to eat your rice-and-potatoes in peace. Or you're mostly able to, until someone sits across from you at your table in the corner.

"I'm not going to ask where you were for the last few hours." There's a tone of matronly disapproval in the woman's voice, the same tone that got all those children, including your brother, to stay calm and quiet on that night two years ago.

>Continued.

"Then I don't have to lie about it, right?" You smile, at least somewaht genuinely. She at least deserves that much for all the help she's given. Lord knows you'd never have been able to take care of a dozen two-year-olds. Her older sister and her opened a daycare to pass the time while their husbands were at work when they were younger. Three decades, two divorces, and a tragic loss you don't like to think about later, Edith Orton is one of the emotional leaders of the community, everyone's stuffy-but-wise aunt. Sometimes she even reminds you of your mother.

"Have you thought about what we're going to do about the food situation?" Straight to the point. At least she doesn't patronize you with small talk first. "There isn't much more left to be scavenged, and winter's coming soon."

"I know."

"If we're going to go out to find some way to grow things on the scale we need, you're going to have to lead the way."

"I know."

"Now, I don't pretend to understand why the Lord gave you these... powers, but-"

"What do you WANT, Edith?" Things go quiet, and as your adrenaline comes back down, you realize everyone is staring at you. You pull up your hood and try to look a bit smaller. "I know all this. You know I do. So what do you want me to do?"

"I want you to lead a group to the military base."

>[ ] "You what? You said yourself that place is a death trap."
>[ ] "Why me? I'm a beatstick, not a leader."
>[ ] "Okay. Who'll be coming with me?"
>[ ] Write-in.

>Sorry that one took so long.

>>35843686
>[ ] Write-in.
"You mean you want me to go in first, clear out the death trap, then guard the group who's going to scavenge it afterwards, don't you?"

>>35843686
>[X] "Okay. Who'll be coming with me?"

>>35843733
This.
Since honestly people are going to die if we lead anyone there

OP, remember to get a fucking twitter

>>35843925
>Bah, I'm starting to flag. Gonna try to push ahead to another good stopping point, then probably call it. Lemme make that Twitter now, rather than later.

>>35843978
Cool OP

>https://twitter.com/ImprovQM
>There we go.
>Okay, sorry about that. Twenty minutes between posts without even typing is kind of ridiculous.
>I'm running on 2 hours of sleep, would anyone be alright with me picking up tomorrow afternoon?
>A waste of good momentum, I know, but this is the second time I've fallen asleep in my chair in the last hour.

>>35844174
Try and get out the last update, so we can start the next thread with a new vote, but don't worry if you can't.

Thanks OP, see you later.

>>35844174
>Twenty minutes between posts without even typing is kind of ridiculous.
HAHAHA... ha... I've been in the Hexer zone for too long.

>>35844211
>I'll start the next thread with the results of this vote, I think.
>Good night, anons. Thanks for playing.

>>35843733
Thirded

>>35844275
Night based OP

So we're going to ask for payment in dildos right?

>>35843686
>somewaht
This is going straight into my personal dictionary, I'll have you know.

>>35843733
This, as long as we make sure to mention why (>>35843820) we sound apprehensive.

>>35844480
That's lewd anon!

...Has this thread been archived yet?

>>35849388
But you know, we get lonely out here. Not like we have a boyfriend