>>36899903
>[]Oh, does this mean we'll have to stay inside and watch cheesy christmas movies?

>>36899903
>[] Hey, I had the weirdest dream just now

>>36899903
>[] what's so great about snow? I've never really seen it before

>>36899903
>>36899966
Adding

>[] what's so great about snow? I've never really seen it before

Didn't notice it. Way more adorable.

>>36899903
>[] what's so great about snow? I've never really seen it before
>[]Oh, does this mean we'll have to stay inside and watch cheesy christmas movies?

>>36899903
>[]Oh, does this mean we'll have to stay inside and watch cheesy christmas movies?

Good Day Headmaster.

I sit, rubbing the sleep from my eyes as my ears twitch as they begin their somewhat annoying habit of picking up the slightest of sounds.

"What's so great about snow?" I ask as I get some cricks out of my back by stretching "I've never really seen it before"

"It's just something fun" She says "I mean you go out, mess around for awhile with it until your numb, and then you go back inside where its all nice and warm, and relax"

"And why is that something to be excited about?" I ask

"Because it goes away eventually" She says "you have to enjoy it while it lasts"

"Well, I can understand that, I guess" I say getting out of the bed "How much snow is there any ways?"

"at least a foot deep of it" She says "its probably a lot more than that, though"

"Does this mean we'll have to stay inside and watch cheesy christmas movies?" I ask

"Oh we aren't snowed in" she says "so not unless you want to, which I highly doubt you do"

"Yeah, I think I'll pass on that" I say "They're basically all just the same movie anyways"

"Oh that's not true and you now it, Layla" She says

"Yes it is" I say. Maria sighs.

What do I do?
[] go outside with Maria
[] stay indoors with maria
[] visit the witch
[] visit the nun
[] Ruin holiday cheer
[] go to a class
[] get a job
[] write in

>>36900303
>[] visit the nun

>>36900303
>[] go outside with Maria
Lets take a look at this "snow" thing.

>>36900303
>[] go outside with Maria

>>36900303
>[] go outside with Maria
Might be a good idea to take our nun outside afterwards.

>[] go outside with Maria

>>36900337
Nun can come later. We have a Maria obsession. Not a Clementine one.

>>36900303
[] go outside with Maria

>>36900303
>[] go outside with Maria

"Fine" I say grabbing my hoodie and putting on, zipping it up as I turn to Maria "Lets go look at the snow then". I stop for a moment as I realize Maria is in a rather silly looking sweater that looks like a Christmas tree. Her beautiful black hair is covered by some kind of beanie.

"Aren't you going to put on something more than that? she asks me "I mean it's quite cold outside"

"no, why would I?" I ask her "I can handle it, I mean I'm already dead"

"You really like reminding me of that don't you?" She says smiling as she opens the door and walks out "Well if that's all you're going out with, we'll just get some hot cocoa from requests".

"Fine by me" I say as I follow after her. The hall way is overly festive, covered in Christmas lights, small christmas trees, and with the song "let is snow" playing on the speakers.

Maria seems far more enthusiastic to go outside than she usually is, so snow has to be at least some what worth going out for.

we get to the lobby and walk out the door and it is really cold outside. There aren't as many students out as usual, and the ones that are out are covered in heavy coats. I see a few groups of students messing around with the snow. I rub my arms, shivering slightly.

"You okay?" Maria asks "I mean if its too cold for you we can go back inside"

"No, I'm fine" I say as my teeth chatter "should've gotten a larger coat, but I'm fine". Maria shakes her head, and grabs a hold of me and pulls me close to myself.

"This better?" she asks. I nod, smiling happily

What do I do
[] what are those people throwing around?
[] try to make a snow man 1d20
[] Ask Maria what she wants to do
[] write in

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>36900590
>[] try to make a snow man 1d20

>>36900590
[] try to make a snow man 1d20
then
[] Ask Maria what she wants to do

>>36900590
>[] Ask Maria what she wants to do
>[] what are those people throwing around?

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>36900590
>[] what are those people throwing around?
>[] try to make a snow man 1d20

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>36900590
>[] try to make a snow man 1d20

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>36900590
>>36900620

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>36900590
>[] try to make a snow man 1d20

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>36900590
>[] try to make a snow man 1d20
>[] Ask Maria what she wants to do

I look around at my white covered surroundings as small specks of snow fall all around me. There certainly is a lot of it. Hell, even the buildings are covered in the stuff. the problem Is, I have no idea what you do with snow.

"So" I say "Maria, what do you want to do"

"Make a snowman?" She says "I mean that's always fun"

"Okay?" I say as we walk over to a thick patch of snow. I then realize I forgot to put shoes on, I don't say anything however, I mean I've had worse than cold toes before, I've had far worse.

Maria lets go of me, and I wrap my arms around my self, shaking as the wind blows into my face, pushing snowflakes on to my exposed flesh. Maria crouches down and grabs some snow, pressing it into a ball, before she places it down and begins to roll it around, causing it grow larger as it picks up more and more snow.

I do similar, and ah, my fingers, should've put on my leather gloves. I squish the snow and make an almost ball of it it. I place it down on the ground and begin rolling it around, it growing more and more misshapen as I push and shove it. I look at Maria, who's snow ball now nearly comes up to her knees. She begins to make another ball of the stuff.

I keep pushing my around, until the mishapen mass is around the size of Maria's and hard to push around. I look over and see Maria putting a smaller ball ontop of the first one. I start making another one, my fingers feeling wet and numb as I create another snowthing, this one a bit larger than the last because I got distracted for a few second. It takes a lot of effort, and some help from Maria to put it ontop of the first one.

I make a third snowthing, and it's far smaller than the other ones. I sigh as I place it atop my abomination as Maria shapes out the small imperfections of her snow man.

"Now we need to get it some arms" She says grabbing some sticks and placing them into the side of the middle ball. I look around, bit I only find two small branches that are slightly burnt.
Cont

>>36900903
I stick them into the sides of the middle mass and I step back, looking a it as I try to bring feeling back into my fingers. they looks like giant clawed arms.

"Well" Maria says as she looks at my creation "it's uhm, well it's unique"

"Oh don't try to sugar coat it" I sigh "it looks like crap"

"Oh no it doesn't" She says "I mean you could just say you wanted to make a snowmonster, and it'd be perfect"

"But I wanted to make a snow man" I say

"Well I think it looks good" She says handing me some small stones "and you still need to give him a face". She walks over to hers and begins to carefully place the stones into the upper most ball, creating a smiling face. She places the extra stones down in a line down the middle ball.

I walk over to mine and look at the misshapen mass of snow on the top, I have no idea where this poor creature's eyes would even be. I place them in the best I can.

The smile is misshapen and one of the eyes is a lot larger than the other. I place the other stones in the middle part of it.

"I know how Dr Frankenstein felt now" I say staring at my abomination

"Layla, it isn't that bad" She says "I mean you can be sure there won't be a snow man like this anywhere on the campus"

"I wonder why that is?" I say "oh yeah, because it's terrible"

"You did your best" Maria says patting my on my shoulder "do you want to do something else now?"

what do I say
[] Destroy this abomination
[] go inside
[] snow angels?
[] I wonder how the forest looks now, come on
[] Write in

>>36901047

>[X] snow angels?
>[X] I wonder how the forest looks now, come on

Snow angels in the forest!

>>36901047
[] snow angels?
[] I wonder how the forest looks now, come on

>>36901047
>Get some proper clothes and then
>[] I wonder how the forest looks now, come on

>>36901047
>[] snow angels?
>[] I wonder how the forest looks now, come on
>[] Be actually dressed for winter.
I wonder if the ghost is festive too.

>>36901047
>>36901145
>>36901115
Seconding these, you are tough Layla, we get it.

>>36901047
>[] snow angels?
>[] I wonder how the forest looks now, come on
Go small and climb inside her sweater. Warm ride

>>36901169
seconding riding on maria

>>36901047
>>36901115
This.
Far more importantly, did we get Maria a christmas present?

"I can't feel my ears" I say as I begin to walk towards the request office.

"I told you, didn't I?" Maria says following after me "You needed to wear more than your hoodie, but at least you weren't bullheaded about it"

"Lets just get there before my fingers freeze" I say as I run as fast as I can to the request office, leaving Maria behind. I throw the door open as I nearly crash into it.

"HOLY CRAP" the request guy shouts as I burst in suddenly "the hell did you come from?"

"I n.n.need some warmer clothes" I say rubbing my arms as I shake in place, why am I still cold? I went inside dammit.

"Okay, gimme a second" He says vanishing for a few moments. He comes back, smiling impishly as he hands me a box.

I quickly dig through it and put on what's inside
a thick pair of woolen socks
a pair of heavy boots
one of those Russian hats, which pushes my ears uncomfortably, but it's better than them freezing
gloves that make it a bit difficult to move my fingers.
An a large coat that makes it look like that I eat far to much, I can't lower my arms all the way when I wear it.
And a long red scarf.
I glare at request guy, causing him the fall over laughing.

"Layla?" Maria says as she walks in, finally catching up to me. she stops and stares at me for a moment "uh, it looks great on you?"

"lets just leave before I kill request guy" I say as I wobble out of the office, hearing request guy laughing ever as the door closes

"So what do you want to do now?" Maria asks sheepishly

"Snow angels" I say as I begin to slowly walk over to the forest "in the forest"

"Okay then" She says following after me.

We eventually get into the forest, and find that it to is covered in snow.

"So where to?" Maria says standing close to me "I mean I've never really been out here before"

"I know a clearing somewhere in here" I say "it may take awhile to get there, though"

"Okay, just, stay close to me okay" She says, her voice wavering.

Cont

>>36901498
I eventually find the clearing, and see that Evaline is there as well, as well as some person covered in clothing, whoever it is seems to be having trouble actually talking do to the scarf wrapped around the lower part of his face.
They don't seem to notice us as Evaline carries on a one sided conversation as the person who's even more wrapped up than me stares at the sky, seemingly ignoring her. As we get closer I realize the person in all the clothing is actually quite large. We walk to the side of the clearing opposite of those two, so as not to be disturbed

Maria falls back onto the snow and begins to move her arms and legs up and down and apart and together.
I do similar, but I can't really move my arms as much as she can.
I somehow manage to get up and look at my snow angel, it seems to have rather small wings compared to Maria's.
Maria rubs her gloved hands together

What do I do
[] Explore forest
[] talk to Evaline and her friend
[] Throw snow at the other two
[] Go somewhere else
[] write in

>>36901630
>[] Explore forest

>>36901630
>[] give snow angel bigger, horrific, wings.
>[] talk to Evaline and her friend
>[] Explore forest

>>36901630
>>36901696
Supporting!

>>36901630
>[] talk to Evaline and her friend
Make it short.

>>36901696
>>36901630
Lets do this

Oh, those wings just won't do, they're pathetic. I crouch down and begin pushing the snow away from the snow angel I made, I drag curved lines from the wings after that, making them look like proper wings. Maria shakes her head, chuckling slightly when I finish my work

"There, isn't it just fantastic?" I say

"best snow angel I've ever seen" She says smiling. I smile.

"Yours isn't bad either" I say as I waddle over to evaline and her friend.

"Hey" I say sitting down as best as I can in all this heavy and restricive clothing

"Layla?" She asks "what are you doing out here again"

"Oh we're just enjoying the snow" Maria says sitting down next to me

"Yeah, it is rather nice out here isn't it" She says "I mean I could do without the cold, but beggars can't be choosers I suppose"

"Who's your friend?" I ask. The large person pulls the scarf down, revealing the starting of a red beard.

"Martin Fredricks" he says, his voice low and irritated sounding "I think we've met before"

"Maybe we have" I say "I don't really pay attention to people much unless I need to".

"Yeah, well me and him we're having ourselves a nice chat" She says "that doesn't involve either of you, so if you would kindly"

"Yeah, yeah" I say standing up "Come on Maria"

"Are we going back?" She asks

"no, we're going deeper" I reply smiling

"Oh, o..okay" She says rushing to catch up to me.

We walk back into the trees and keep walking

Where do we go
[] graveyard
[]abandoned buildings
[] strange grove
[] courtyard
[] third year courtyard
[] write in

>>36902004
[] strange grove
we have nya fear.

>>36902004
>[] strange grove

>>36902004
>[] strange grove

We keep walking together, with Maria now clinging to my arm as we slowly make our away through the eerily silent and empty forest. the only noises I can hear is the crunch of the snow under our feet, our breathing and the wind blowing through the the empty branches of the trees, making a rather odd noise. Maria pulls herself closer to me.

"Did you hear anything?" She asks meekly

"No, why?" I say

"No reason" She says laughing nervously "no reason at all". I smile, Maria's so cute when she's afraid.

We keep walking and then I notice there are no trees around us, I look around, we're in a large grove, that the trees seem to be actively avoid, I can see stones sticking out of the ground, covered in snow. They look too square to be natural.

There is now wind here, how odd.

"I don't think we should be here" Maria says

What do I do
[] agree with here
[] explore the grove
[] mess with Maria, with MAGIC
[] try and comfort her
[] write in

>>36902312
>[] try and comfort her
>[] explore the grove

>>36902312
>[] explore the grove
>[] try and comfort her
Probably no paladins here, so we should be fine.

>>36902312
[] explore the grove
[] try and comfort her
watch for druids

>>36902312
>[] explore the grove
>[] try and comfort her

Mystery time! I hope we find something to give to Maria.

>>36902312
>[] try and comfort her
>[] explore the grove
Spooky christmas?

"Oh come on, what's the worst that could happen" I say "I mean it's not like there's going to be another mad bastards with swords in here"

"yeah, but I don't like the feeling of this place" She says "I just don't know, it doesn't feel right here"

"Yeah, I know what you mean, feels like something is watching us doesn't it" I say as I begin to walk into the grove, Maria following me slowly "But don't worry, if there is anything in here, I'll keep you safe"

"Oh I know you will" she says "It's just that, oh to hell with it, I'm just probably being paranoid anyways"

"Funny, I'm usually the paranoid one" I say giggling as Maria clings to my arm tighter.

I begin to walk under and onto the stones, they seem old, I have no idea how old they are however. Maybe I found the new stone henge or something. Maria sits on one of the smaller one, looking back and forth as she rubs her shoulders to stay warm.

"Layla?" She whines "I swear I just heard something,did you hear anything"

"Nope, just the wind" I say "you can go back if you want to, you know"

"I don't want to walk back alone" She says "I..I'll just stay here for now"

What do I do?
[] Look for a gift for Maria 1d20
[] Mess with her
[] Lets go back
[] Listen carefully 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>36902629
>[] Look for a gift for Maria 1d20

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>36902629
>[] Look for a gift for Maria 1d20
Gift time!

Rolled 7, 17 = 24 (2d20)

>>36902629
[] Look for a gift for Maria 1d20
[] Listen carefully 1d20

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>36902629
[] Look for a gift for Maria 1d20

If we fail this do we bring her a murder present?

Rolled 2, 5 = 7 (2d20)

>>36902629
>[] Look for a gift for Maria 1d20
>[] Listen carefully 1d20

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>36902629

>[X] Listen carefully 1d20

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>36902629
[] Listen carefully 1d20
Not leaving without a prize

I know, I'll look for something to give Maria for Christmas while I'm here. I begin to dig through the snow and look under some of the larger rocks sticking out of the ground at an angle. I look in the center of the grove and find nothing. I run around the edges, looking at my feet as I do so, and I find not a single thing besides snow and rocks.

There has to be something hair, I begin running across the grove as fast as I can, searching under the snow and the rocks as quickly as I can. I even look back in places I have already looked. I still find nothing. I look around me, the grove is now covered with my foot prints and patches of grass from where I looked under the snow. I sigh and sit down next to Maria, who's looking pretty jumpy right now, I looked over nearly every inch of the place and I couldn't find nothing, and now I'm all tired out.

I'm a vampire, I shouldn't get tired, why do I still run out of breath. I close my eyes and..what was that. I open my eyes and look around, I swore I heard some thing. I close my eyes again and take the Russian hat off. My ears twitch and move around as I listen closely to everything I can.

I hear something faintly on the wind, what is that
I close my eyes and pinch my nose shut to try and heighten my sense of hearing. I can hear it clearly now
"A corpse and two souls in one body, tied together by strings of the heart, come to visit in the dead of winter, oh what a strange duo to meet at such a time, all soaked in blood, they sit together, let they are alone"
Something is singing
HORRIBLY
god that tune, its so off key it makes me angry.

What do I do
[] mock what ever is singing
[] Yeah, lets leave this place
[] tell Maria you heard a voice, singing terribly
[] lie to maria, say you heard nothing
[] write in

>>36902998
>[] tell Maria you heard a voice, singing terribly
So she doesn't need to worry.

>>36902998
[] tell Maria you heard a voice, singing terribly
[] mock what ever is singing

>>36902998
>[] tell Maria you heard a voice, singing terribly
>Ask whatever sings there to show itself

>>36902998
>[] tell Maria you heard a voice, singing terribly
>[] mock what ever is singing

>>36902998
>[] tell Maria you heard a voice, singing terribly
>[] mock what ever is singing
Not gonna take it while someone sing shit about Maria!

"Hey, Maria" I say turning to her as she rubs her hands together

"W.what" She says as she goes back to rubbing her shoulders. Oh, I just noticed I can see her breath when she speaks, didn't know it was that cold, actually.

"Oh I heard a voice" I say smiling

"WHAT!" She shouts wrapping arms around me while trying to hide behind me

"Oh its nothing to be worried about" I say "it just has a terrible singing voice"


"Don't insult it" Maria whines "Please".

"A voice that sings like a fish walks" I say "heard by a cat and a beauty, it is laughed and mocked ruthlessly for the lack of any talent within it"

"Laaaaylaaa" Maria whines as she gets even closer to me "pleaaaaase"
I close my eyes and listen closely again

"A corpse that thinks its still alive, wrapped around the finger of two stitched together into one, has no idea what true beauty is as it stays near that thing with two inside the one, insults the humble artist who does not ask for any one thing to preform his wonderful song"

What do i do
[] mock it more
[] Come on Maria, lets go back
[] Okay, now it dies, find the voice 1d20
[] write in

>>36903347
>[] mock it more
Well it did have the good sense of calling Maria beautiful, so I guess it can live for now.

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>36903347
>find the voice 1d20
>[] mock it more

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>36903347
>[] find the voice 1d20

>>36903347
[] Come on Maria, lets go back
Shits cold.

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>36903347
>[] mock it more
>[] find the voice 1d20

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Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>36903347

>[X] Find the voice, scare the crap out of it

We don't have to kill it, but we can always make it practice a consistent pitch by making it scream in terror.

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>>36903468

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>>36903468
do you wish to use a lucky coin?

>>36903518
How many do we have right now?
Ah, why the hell not.

>>36903518
Is it right that we only have one lucky coin left?
In that case.
>N

>>36903518
Yes please.

>>36903518
Lets not.
Might want to take a mission again soon.

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>>36903545
>>36903518

...But it's a 20. That's a critical success, not a failure. Why would we reroll that? I'm on to your secrets, HM.

>>36903632
Lucky Coins aren't re-rolls. They are automatic succeses, and can upgrade a regular nat20 into a critical success.

>>36903632
can turn a crit success nat 20 into effectively a nat 40.

>>36903632
Lucky coin doubles the roll. Meaning it would be a double crit meaning we just wrek'd the guy.

>>36903632
You apparently get to tie break now.
Have fun.

>>36903518
Y

>>36903347
>[] mock it more
Oh no you didn't!

>>36903518
No, might need it to actually save Maria.

>>36903518
>>36903545
Okay I just saw we have only one left.
Then changing to
>N
We might need that one.

Okay, I'm going to fucking kill this thing, maybe make a coat out of it or just tie it to a tree by its innards. I stand up and begin to look around as I put the Russian hat back on. I don't care what the hell it is, it insulted Maria, and for that it is going to be punished brutally and cruelly.

"An stupid little bird, sings to the cat and insults her love" I growl "unaware of the wrath it unleashes upon its soon to be corpse"

"The corpse thinks it can scare the artist, who truthfully pointed out what an aberration her companion was, and let she gets angry and the truth and threatens the poor thing".

I look around, breathing heavily as anger and rage fill my veins with new and very pissed off life. Where the hell is it, where the hell is it, where the hell is it!! I can hear it laughing at me, I now I can, it's taunting me, after it dare INSULTS MY LOVE!? I shall feed it to the dogs, I'll let the birds peck at its eyes, I'll, I'll, I'll!!

I Scream in rage, unable to contain it any longer. I am probably lucky I didn't cough up hell fire again. I pant, a bit calmer after that release. I look up, wiping a lock of hair out of my eyes, and what is that?

I see, a thing, yes it certainly is a thing. It's face is an empty copper plate, there's a hole in its stomach where there are strings like those on a guitar over it. it's around human size, bit it's hands are tipped with long and wicked looking claws. Pieces of copper are drilled and bolted to its arms and legs

What do I say
[] Okay, Maria, lets get out of here, NOW
[] FOUND YOU!!!!!!
[] The fuuuuuuuck are you
[] Uuuuuuh, what?
[] write in

>>36903890
>[] The fuuuuuuuck are you

>>36903890
>[] FOUND YOU!!!!!!

>>36903890
Looks like a minor pagan god or daemon, or both.
Snack time?

>>36903890
>[] FOUND YOU!!!!!!
Fuck this guy.

>>36903937
We can't eat it?

>>36903890
>[] FOUND YOU!!!!!!
EAT THE FUCKER

>>36903890
>[] FOUND YOU!!!!!!
>>36903937
>>36903987
I think its more a effigy or something, I wouldn't even be sure its the real singer.

>>36903937
>>36903987
We're a vampire.. not a demon are you guys getting the quests mixed up?

>>36904025
Layla ate a daemon already, its were she got her magic powers from.

>>36904025
We do get powers by consuming things.

>>36903890
>[] FOUND YOU!!!!!!
Too mad to notice how odd it is.
Time to eat the little birdy.

>>36904025
>Magical ability: Unlocked Focus:Consume and steal

And we get so rarely use from it too.
Not so sure this is such a case, but if it is.
Then he is fucked.

>>36904071
>>36904076
That was in her mind. In a sort of mental attack.

This is a thing made of copper.

>>36904127
Spiritual entity.
By all logic she should not have been able to eat a spiritual entity, but she did.

>>36904127
Our Consum and steal ability is actually independent from our absorbing the demon.
And yeah, amybe we can't eat him. We can still try.

"FOOOOOOUND YOU!!" I roar happily as I point at the thing. it tilts its head, and begins plucking at its strings

"Seen, by the corpse of a mortal girl who still stubbornly walks upon the ground" it sings "how odd today is turning out to be"

"Layla, are you okay?" Maria asks

"Yeah, just seeing things, nothing to worry about, just stay back for a little while" I say smiling.

"Okaaay?" She says hiding behind the rock she was sitting on

"Oh so sweet, the corpse's heart still beats for that creature" it sings "oh it makes the artist heart flutter with joy"

"the bird sings to the cat, still unable to see the fate before it" I say "I am going to eat your heart if you have one you BASTARD"

"Oh myyyy" it says tilting it's head again

What do I do?
[] CHARGE 1d20
[] cast a spell 1d20
[] throw something at it 1d20
[] Insult it
[] write in

Rolled 2, 9 = 11 (2d20)

>>36904263
>[] CHARGE 1d20
>cast a spell(shock)
I think we need to be in close range for that one.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>36904263
>[] cast a spell 1d20
Shock

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>36904263
>[] CHARGE 1d20

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>36904263
[] CHARGE 1d20

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>36904263
>[] CHARGE

>>36904380
It's...it's in the first 5 rolls...

>>36904380
Guess the dice hate this guy as much as Layla does.

>>36904424
>>36904451
I didn't even need a cat pun.

I throw my heavy coat off, I don't care if I freeze right now, I need to be able to beat this fucker's face in, and to do that I need to be actually able to move my arms. The thing's hands are resting on its strings. It stares at me with its empty face. We stare each other down for a moment or two, and then, he plucks a string.

I run towards him as fast as I can, kicking up a bit snow due to my inhuman speed. It begins picking at its strings, and then it begins to swipe at them fast enough for its hands to blur.

I get hit by some wall of wind or some bullshit. I place my foot down, Grind my teeth and scream, using all my force to run at the thing, I some how don't get blown off my feet from it and I actually manage to close the distance between me and it. the force of the wind increases as I get closer, the thing begins to panic I think

I get right up next to it, I have no idea how I am still standing. I see my reflection in its face.

What do I do
[] PUNCH IT 1d20
[] TACKLE IT 1d20
[] Syringe (types, potassium, paralytic, muscle relaxants) 1d20
[] cast spell 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>36904682
[] TACKLE IT 1d20
then we can get in two more rending attack with our hindquarters. we can't pussyfoot around.

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>36904682
>Syringe
>Paralytic

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>36904682
>[] cast spell 1d20
>shock

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>36904682
>[] TACKLE IT 1d20
Time to initiate grapple

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>36904682
>[] TACKLE IT 1d20

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>36904682
>[] cast spell 1d20 shock

I reach my arms out and leap towards it, snarling as I do so. I see my own reflection, my red eyes glowing with hate and bottomless anger.

And then I hear the music the thing is playing with itself. the pitch grows higher and higher and ever higher, and it begins to hurt my ears. and then I find myself thrown into the air by a burst of wind under me. Oh, that's just cheating. And then I keep flying, until a good twenty feet away from where I was.

I hit the ground with a thud and stand back up, shaking my head. Why must I still be able to feel pain. I groan and turn back towards the thing

"Layla, what just happened to you?" Maria cries, scared out of her wits by the sound of it

"Nothing, just tripped" I say as I watch the thing continue to strum on it's strings.

"Come, corpse, face me again" it says with a mocking tone

What do I do
[] Throw a throwing knife at it 1d20
[] CHARGE 1d20
[]Cast a spell 1d20
[] Maria, do you have your revolver on you?
[] Try and sneak up on it 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>36904947
>[] Try and sneak up on it 1d20

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>36904947
>Try and sneak up on it
We're a feline vampire. Let's hunt, dammit!

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>36904947
>[] Try and sneak up on it 1d20
Hah, sneaking through dense snow.
Catsplay!

>>36904947
[] Try and sneak up on it 1d20
Time to stop meowling about and kick some ass!

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>36904947
>[] Try and sneak up on it 1d20

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>36904947
>[] Try and sneak up on it 1d20
It'll Nyaverrr see us coming!

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>36904947
>>36905012

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>36905040
Not a twenty. But I'll take it. I have a feeling I'll never roll that well again. Still love this quest for my streak of twenties.

I crouch down low to the snow, both thankful and regretting that I took off my coat. I get down on all four and bound over to the nearest rock, barely dodging a blast of air, or music, or whatever the hell that thing is shooting at me. I stay behind it for a few moments, and then back down, and slowly creep my way to the next one, no blast of air, I clamber onto the top of the rock and quickly and silently run down, and hide behind another rock, no blast of air. I creep behind another and, damn it nearly saw me, but I am so close now, just one more run and I'll be behind it

I dart to the rock to its side. Nothing, fantastic. I slowly creep behind it, the thing is looking around, trying to find me

What do I do?
[] Pounce, CHOMP 1d20
[] Tackle 1d20
[] throw knife 1d20
[] syringe 1d20
[] cast a spell 1d20
[] boo
[] write in

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>36905217
[] Pounce, CHOMP 1d20
nyaat what you were expecting, hmm?

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>36905217
>[] Pounce, CHOMP 1d20

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>36905217
[] Pounce, CHOMP 1d20

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>36905217
[] Pounce, CHOMP 1d20
Supurrrrise!

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>36905217
>[] cast a spell 1d20 shock

>>36905283
awesome

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>36905217
>[] Pounce, CHOMP 1d20
Like playing cat and mouse.

I crouch lower to the ground, and involuntary begin to shake my rump in the air as my tail flicks back in forth. And then I pounce, latching my arms around the things shoulders, and my legs around its waist. It begins to move to get me off of its back the second I touched it, but its already too late.

I bite into its neck and take a deep drink of its blood, and...an...and oh...errrgh, that isn't...blood, tastes like battery acid, uuurgh. I don't let go of its throat as I tear my head away, leaving a deep gash in its neck, that's pouring some horrible liquid that's a nearly black purple. I begin retching as the thing flails about with me still on it as the foul juices pour from my mouth.

I fall to the ground and proceed to get the last of whatever that was out of me. I stand back up, panting and feeling a bit ill from it all.

I turn and see the thing, its chest covered in its own blood? it places a clawed finger on its strings as it raises its other hand like its going to slash me with it

what do I do
[] cast a spell 1d20
[] dodge 1d20
[] throw something at it
[] Maria shoot infront of me 1d20
[]tackle it 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 13, 10 = 23 (2d20)

>>36905594
[] Maria shoot infront of me 1d20
[] dodge 1d20

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>36905594
>[] cast a spell 1d20 shock

Rolled 3, 19 = 22 (2d20)

>>36905594
>[] Maria shoot infront of me 1d20
>[] dodge 1d20

Rolled 2, 9 = 11 (2d20)

>>36905594
>[] cast a spell 1d20
>[] Maria shoot infront of me 1d20

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>36905594
>[] Maria shoot infront of me 1d20

Rolled 3, 8 = 11 (2d20)

>>36905594
>[] dodge 1d20
>[] Maria shoot infront of me 1d20

"Maria, aim in front of me" I say as I get ready to jump out of the way of this thing at a moments notice, or less depending on how fast it is.
The music begins to play, I see Maria in the very edge of my vision taking aim at something she can't see, her aim is shaky. Ok, this may not have been the best laid plan, in hindsight.

I see the wall of air coming towards me, ever so slowly. and then.

*BANG, ping*.

The thing stumbles slightly, still plucking at his strings, oh that's bad. The wall of wind begins to sway wildly as the thing tries to get back on its feet.

Ok I think I need to dodge RIGHT. I leap out of the way and feel myself begin to spin around as the thing hits my legs and then slams into the rest of me as I spin like a top.

I'm thrown into a rock pillar, and I hear the stone crack against me.

I fall to the ground and stand up. The thing's face has a hole in the side of it, and it's standing slightly unsteadily. Sparks fly from the hole in it's copper face.

"Ow" it says placing a hand to its face "You'll pay for damaging my visage"

What do I do?
[] Get his attention back on you
[] TACKLE him 1d20
[] cast a spell
[] MARIA RUN
[]throw something at him 1d2
[] syringe it 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>36905956

>[X] Get his attention back on you
>[X] TACKLE him 1d20

GOD OF THE MURDERHOBOS GUIDE MY DICE

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>36905956
>[] Get his attention back on you
>[] TACKLE him 1d20

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>36905956
>[] Get his attention back on you
>[] TACKLE him 1d20
Here plays the music!

>>36905956
>[] Get his attention back on you
>[] cast a spell (shock)

>>36905956
>[] Get his attention back on you
>[] cast a spell
shock

No dicethrow was listed for spells

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Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>36905956
PUNCH HIM SO HARD HE EXPLODES!

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>36905956
>[] Get his attention back on you
>[] TACKLE him 1d20
>[] cast shock
THAT sould get his attention.

>>36906054
forget shock, use Prestidigitation to grime him up.
I didn't read how vain it is.

"OI SHIT BIRD" I say as it begins to turn to Maria, its head twists to look at me "never turn your back on something that is trying to kill you dumbass".

It turns back around and begins to strum the strings again, no, you aren't doing that this time you fuck. I run and leap at it, arms outstretched as I fly towards it, Smiling widely and madly.

I crash into it, my momentum bring it to the ground some how, the thing slashes at me with it's claws, but I manage to avoid getting my face torn off. It did have cut me, causing blood to pour down my cheek

What do I do?
[] YOUR FACE IS MINE 1d20
[] Drain some of its magic 1d20, since it is obviously magical
[] PUNCH PUNCH PUNCH PUNCH 1d20
[] tear at its throat 1d20
[] cast a spell 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>36906195
>[] YOUR FACE IS MINE 1d20

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>36906195
>VOMIT HELLFIRE RIGHT ON HIM

Rolled 10 (1d20)

[] Drain some of its magic 1d20, since it is obviously magical

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>36906195
>[] Drain some of its magic 1d20, since it is obviously magical

As if there is any other option.

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>36906195
>[] Drain some of its magic 1d20, since it is obviously magical
then
>[] cast a spell 1d20
>hellfire vomit

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>36906195
>[] YOUR FACE IS MINE 1d20
What the hell does that even mean?

Rolled 19, 6 = 25 (2d20)

>>36906195
>[] Drain some of its magic 1d20, since it is obviously magical
>[] Helfire vomit

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>>36906195
>[] Drain some of its magic 1d20, since it is obviously magical

Gitin gud!

>>36906326
This.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>36906338
Forgot my dice.

I grab its head, my hands glowing a sickly green color as I open my mouth and begin to suck in air the thing struggling beneath me as a purple mist rises from the hole in it's face and into my mouth, turning green and sickly by the time it reaches my mouth. The thing shrieks and slashes at me. I lean back, feeling a pain in my face again, oh good, now the other side of my face is cut as well. The thing stares at me

"What, are you?" It asks its voice sounding electronically distorted "you're a strange creature aren't you, no matter what you are, I shall remove the blemish of your existence from this world.

I hold my arms out and take a few step towards him

"try me" I say smiling as green mist rises from my mouth "kehehehehehehehehKRHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHHHHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA". it touches its claws together and sparks begin dancing off of them, it charges at me.

What do I do
[] 1 knife vs 10 1d20
[] HELLFIRE VOMIT 1d20
[] Drain the magic from the claws 1d20
[] Dodge 1d20
[] write in
[]

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>36906567
>[] 1 knife vs 10 1d20
BRING IT!

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>36906567
[] 1 knife vs 10 1d20

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>36906567
[] HELLFIRE VOMIT 1d20

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>36906567
>[] 1 knife vs 10 1d20

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>36906567
[] HELLFIRE VOMIT 1d20
Im a firin' my nyaaaaaasa!

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>36906567
>[] HELLFIRE VOMIT 1d20

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>36906567
>[] Drain the magic from the claws 1d20

>>36906625
>>36906567
Changing to
>[] HELLFIRE VOMIT 1d20
To avoid a tie.

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>>36906627
>That s

>>36906567
>[] 1 knife vs 10 1d20

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>36906704

>>36906698
This is my second 20, this time I broke down and used a cat pun. Read it as im a firin my laser! but with nya

It runs towards me, and begins spinning around and around, slowing down its own progress towards me just to look fancy. I stare at it, when I suddenly feel a burning sensation in my stomach and throat. I open my mouth to yelp in pain a stream of sickly green fire flies from my mouth like vomit, illuminating the surroundings with its glow. It slams into the things chest and then begins to grow in size pushing me backwards as it blast the thing of its feat.

We both hit the ground with a thud. I pant, feeling like I just vomited, now I feel like need a warm shower, uuurgh.

The thing stands up, still burning as it stare at me, the fire is slowly creeping down its streams, as the rest of it begins to eat away at it's strangely golden flesh. It makes a noise like a violin's bow being drawn sharply and roughly across the strings. electricity arcs between the bronze metal implanted on its skins, before it slumps over and points at me

"You are dead" it growls, before it leaps at me like some kind of cat, what does it think it is? Me?

I smile as it I stare up at it, with it's claws drawn and lightning arcing between them

What do I do
[] Jump 1d20
[] dodge 1d20
[] Cast a spell 1d20
[] drain 1d20
[] knife vs face 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>36906898

>[X] drain 1d20

CHESHIRE CAT GUIDE MY ROLL

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>36906898
>[] dodge 1d20
You will nyaaver catch me.

Rolled 3, 8 = 11 (2d20)

>>36906898
>[] dodge 1d20
then
>[] Cast a spell 1d20
shock

>>36906746
I'll read it as I am firin my nasa! and you cant stop me.

Rolled 16, 7 = 23 (2d20)

>>36906898
>[] dodge 1d20
>[] drain 1d20

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>36906898
>[] dodge 1d20

Rolled 14, 5 = 19 (2d20)

>>36906898
[] drain 1d20
[] dodge 1d20
Time to end this puuuuuuuuuurfectly.
>>36906965
However you want anon.

>>36906930
Backing this.

>>36906952
>>36906984
>>36906995
Two rolls only apply if we are rolling for two characters. One characters actions always draw from the same five rolls.

>>36906898
>"You are dead" it growls
"Yes, and?"

>>36906984
>>36907026
Fine, drain it is.

Yeah, as fun as it would be to see what face it doesn't make when I take the electricity from those claws, or maybe to stab my knife under its face to see how it reacts, I don't want to see what happens to me if I get hit by those. I smile as I realize the move I am going to make the second after I dodge out of the way. I twirl around and lean backwards, as the thing slams into where I was, then I see a electricity begin to creep along the snow with in half a moments time and kick back, my boots blowing to pieces as they touch the stuff for a moment. I land a foot or two away.

I open my mouth and take a breath, the electricity turning green and flying towards my mouth harmlessly, except for the fact it makes me twitch and get knocked of my feet.

I stand back up, and smile widely, green electricity dancing along my teeth, which feels a bit like a dentist's drill that doesn't hurt

for the next two actions, attacks will be imbued with lightning

What do I do
[] LIGHTNING BOLT 1d20 (expend stolen lightning completely)
[] Stab the thing 1d20
[] sneak away a short distance 1d20
[] syringe 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>36907261
[] Stab the thing 1d20

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>36907261
>[] Stab the thing 1d20

>>36907261
>[] LIGHTNING BOLT 1d20 (expend stolen lightning completely)

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>36907261
>[] Stab the thing 1d20

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>36907261
>[] Stab the thing 1d20

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>36907261
>[] Stab the thing 1d20
>Call to Maria to make sure she is okay and knows we are okay.

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>36907311
forgot mah dice

>>36907261
>>36907294
>Call to Maria to make sure she is okay and knows we are okay.
Adding.

>>36907261
>Call to Maria to make sure she is okay and knows we are okay.

"Maria, I'm alright" I say

"THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!" she shouts

"Hell if I know, but it's fun" I say smiling as I pull my knife from the pocket of my hoodie, where I left it a day ago. I pull it out of its sheath and take a step forward as push it forward to stab it into the thing. It pivots around, breaking its spine if It had one, which I know heavily doubt it does.

It slashes at me, and I don't manage to move out of the way completely as I pierce it's flesh, not deep enough to hit any vitals, but deep enough to leave a nasty gash on it. It leaps on to a rock pillar and stars up at me.

two of the strings on it snap, causing it stumble slightly as green lighting arcs across its flesh causing it to twitch, before it regains its balance

Ow, I reach towards me neck
oh that's a lot of blood.
I look down at my chest, now stained in scarlet.
Oh, that's a lot of blood
Well good thing I had a nice drink of Maria yesterday
I smile as the thing tilts its head, no doubt wondering why I am still standing...oh wait, it knows I'm a vampire, so it probably isn't wondering that, ah well.

What do I do?
[] cast a spell 1d20
[] Throw some throwing knives at it 1d20
[] Pounce at it 1d20
[] insult it
[] write in

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>36907737
>[] Pounce at it 1d20

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>36907737
>[] insult it
>[] Throw some throwing knives at it 1d20

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>36907737
[] Pounce at it 1d20

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>36907737
>[] cast a spell 1d20
shock

>>36907804
damnit anon, now we have to burn a lucky coin

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>36907804
Haha
I was wondering where those were.

>>36907737
>[] Pounce at it 1d20
>[] insult it

>>36907804
>>36907828
Not as bad as it could have been

>>36907804
Of course we always end up using our lucky coins at school so we never have and when we're on missions...

>>36907828
...

What.

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Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>36907737

>[X] Pounce at it 1d20

Jesus, how durable is this thing? Is it a combat Stand or something?

Either way, ARAKI GUIDE MY DICE

>>36907844
Its still just a 11, and Headmaster is probably angry at me right now.

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>>36907804
>>36907828

>>36907804
>>36907828
uhhhh what now?

>>36907828
Nice.

>>36907874
11 is better than a 1 hell we've rolled 3 20s so far 2 of them mine. We're doing well. Shame we picked a fight with something likely above our wait class.

>>36907891
1 and 20 cancel each other out.

>>36907916
>Shame we picked a fight with something likely above our wait class.
HAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
There is nothing above Laylas weight class. And if it is, we just cut out pieces until it isn't anymore.
This guy is a chump compared to Thadrick.

With the winter clothes partially destroyed and the blood loss. Are we hitching a ride inside of Maria's jacket on the way back?

>>36907970
I approve of this.
Looks like we have to watch those cheesy christmas movies afterall.

>>36907970
Hell yes she will bundle us up and princess carry us back to our room and get new warm clothes and hop chocolate and caramel popcorn from requests for us.

>>36907916
strike that 4 20 in combat with 1 more to find. We're having supernaturally good luck.

>>36907963
As you say anon. Still this is a foe more on Elizabeth's level than ours.

>>36907970
Its not easy being Maria. Can't go anywhere with your girlfriend without her getting into mortal combat with some new sort of abomination.

>>36908002
>We're having supernaturally good luck.
Of course, we are afterall a member of good standing in the Guild of the Lucky Coin.
Luck is to be expected.

I smile widely, looking at my reflection in its face as I run towards it and leap up at it intent on knocking it down using myself to do this, not my smartest move, but not much I can do about that now. It grabs me with both my claws, or tries to, it manages to cut my legs up a bit as I slam into it, knocking both of us down the pillar, I keep rolling after it stops.

It stands up, dusting snow off it self as I crouch down and hiss. It twitches and shakes as green lightning arcs between its body, Also, I don't know if it needs blood, but it seems to have lost a lot of it from the whole tearing its throat at thing, I wonder if its still mad at me for that.

"I'll wear you like a coat" it growls, sounding like radio static

"funny, i was thinking similar of you" I say smiling.

It raises a claw, and points at me, electricity arcing to it and gathering

What do I do
[] DODGE 1d20
[] Throw a knife at it 1d20
[] DRAIN 1d20
[]Can we talk about this?
[] Sucker punch 1d20
[] write in

>>36908046
That being said luck can be good or bad anon. I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop so to speak.

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>36908069
>[] Sucker punch 1d20

Rolled 1, 11 = 12 (2d20)

>>36908069
[] DRAIN 1d20
[] Sucker punch 1d20

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>36908069
>[] Throw a knife at it 1d20
>>36908075
Oh that will come, it always does, when its most inopportune.
>>36908102
See.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>36908069
[] DRAIN 1d20

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>36908069
>[] Sucker punch 1d20

>>36908102
Damnit anon, this is what you get for being so greedy.

>>36908102
Lucky coin ?

>>36908169
yes.

>>36908169
Yeah.

While we are at it, I still wonder why we have only one coin left. Anyone remember when we used one the last time since the Big Bang Mission? We had still 2 at the end of that.
Or did Elizabeth somehow steal our coin?

>>36908169
Y

>>36908169
Looks like it.
Of course that will mean a row of 1s after this.
We should ask the Headmaster or some teachers for errands we could do for coins.

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>36908069
>[] Sucker punch 1d20

>>36908102
sigh... well there goes our lucky coin, we ain't going on a mission until we get another one

>>36908206
I don't know, I just know I subtract coins off the sheet as you use them, you had two at the start according to the sheet
and then used one to avoid the brain damage

>>36908169
Yes, this should still be a good drain right?

Electricity is the best element.

>>36908271
>and then used one to avoid the brain damage
OHHH right. That one!
Yeah forgot about that.
Don't worry about it too much though. We got what we got. Failing is fun too.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>36908306
>>36908271

Brain damage? I often fall asleep before these finish.. what the hell happened?

>>36908431
We got nearly shot in the head from close range, and crit failed. That would have been unhealthy.

Still fucked the whole mission sideways. Which was a shame because we had a pretty good run until then.
But we blew a town off the map, so I guess it all ended well.

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>36908486
no nearly about it, we did get shot in the head

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>36908486
Huh.. So brain damaged Layla? So.. she becomes the house cat literally?

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>36908519
dunno, we used the lucky coin to avoid it and merely caught the bullet with our skull

Okay, I know what I am going to do. I AM GOING TO PUNCH WHATEVER THE HELL THIS THING IS IN THE FACE. I stand up and rush it, fists balled and arms raised in a fighting pose as I do so. I punch it as the lighting fires from it glancing me and causing my head to feel a bit funny as pain and burn fills my body. My fist flies faster than any normal human can punch and slams into its face. I hear something crack as its head bends backwards from the momentum my fist was carrying due to the speed of the punch. It gets knocked off its feet and I fall to my knees, smoke pouring from my mouth.

I stand back up, and shake my head, and look at my hand, Oh, one of my fingers broke, ow, this is going to suck. I grab it and pull down, biting my tongue so I don't scream in pain as the bone pops back into place.

"Aaaaaah"I groan as I twitch my finger, ow, ok I can still use it, somewhat.

The thing floats back up, and slumps over, its face slightly dented, I don't know why it is, since I am not at all strong enough to do that.

"Ahhh" it says as it touches its faces "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"

it is now covered in electricity, oh JOY

What do I do
[] RUN 1d20
[] throw knives at it 1d20
[] KRAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA, knife vs 10 electrified ones 1d20
[] cast a spell 1d20
[] drain 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>36908553
[] drain 1d20

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>36908553
>[] cast a spell 1d20
Another
>HELLFIRE VOMIT

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>36908553
>[] RUN 1d20
grab maria and get back to the field where that other girl was

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>36908553
>[] cast a spell 1d20
Hellfire vomit

>>36908593
Of course.
Anon, I just. I dunno.

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>36908553
[] KRAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA, knife vs 10 electrified ones 1d20

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>36908593
for fucks sake anon...

god fucking damn it we don't have any lucky coins

this is why I fucking hate our dice

we never manage to go on a mission with a lucky coin because we always use them doing something stupid at school

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>36908553
>[] RUN 1d20
>>36908593
I guess we jinxed it.

>>36908593
good thing you're a vampire a

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>>36908593

You.

Yoooooouuuuu.

>>36908593
YOU JUST HAD TO BE GREEDY YOU COULDN'T LET >>36908604 ROLL WELL COULD YOU

FUCK YOU ANON

And of course we have no lucky coins... fuck this

>>36908647
To be fair, we wouldn't be this reckless if we weren't.

>>36908632
It partially also because our school opponents are always resilient to the point of absurdity.
And our crit fails naturally have more impact than our sucesses.

>>36908647

Go small, jump into Maria's coat and tell her to run.

>>36908701
>Expsoing Maria to the enemy
Fuck that. Its just one fail.
Its not the end of the world. It isn't even necessarily the end of the fight.

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>36908553
>[] RUN 1d20

Okay, I'm going to, my train of thought comes to the end as the thing grabs my head and I am filled with electricity causing me to spasm as it screams madly in my face as my mind short circuits and fries for a few moments before it toss me away.

I hit the ground with a thud, ending up surrounded by snow as I blink, smoke rising from my mouth again as my mind slowly gets back onto track enough for me to realize that the thing is slowly approaching me, sharpening its claws on one another. its moving weirdly now, its flesh charred from hell fire and stolen magic, only one string left on its stomach as it makes noises like a broken record as it slowly approaches me.

What do I do
[] run 1d20
[] Pounce 1d20
[] knife throw 1d20
[] drain 1d20
[] attack wildly 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>36908805
>[] knife throw 1d20
Hit that string

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>36908805
[] drain 1d20

I need lightning powers.

>>36908805
>Get to Maria, she can shoot it when we distract it again.

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>36908805
[] attack wildly 1d20
This is a Catastrophy.

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>36908805
>[] knife throw 1d20

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>36908805
[] drain 1d20
Then cut that last string kill it!

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>36908805
>[] knife throw 1d20
And then
>Get to Maria, she can shoot it when we distract it again.

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>36908805
I'll save us!
>[] knife throw 1d20

>>36908888
YOU DIDN'T SAVE A DAMN THING.

But this >>36908881
guy is even worse. He could have saved us by being 11 seconds faster.

Oh well. 15 isn't that bad for thrwoing.

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>36908805

>[X] drain 1d20

Thank god I left a few throwing knives in the syringe holster on my hoodie when I was seeing if they would fit if I put them in handle first. I grab one, pretending to still be dazed as it slowly enters my range.

It laughs, sounding like it's playing back sound clips as it raises its claws, I can see my blood on them from the other times he's slashes me, though it's looking a bit more boiled than before.

it swings down and I throw my knife, the knife turns into a grey blur as it flies towards its target.

it shrieks as the knife pierces its face, the dark purple liquid spraying out of it. It touches its face, and screams. I run between its legs and clamber up a stone pill sliding down and continuing to run as it shatters behind me as the thing swings wildly, while laughing almost as madly as I tend to do.
I leap over a small stone and spin around on the spot. I see the thing clutching the remains of the pillar, looking like Thradrick did when I pissed him off.

it raises a claw, and flips me off as lighting covers the blade stuck in its head. I wave at it.
it charges towards me

What do i do
[] run at it 1d20
[] run from it 1d20
[] throw more knives at it 1d20
[] cast a spell 1d20
[] taunt it 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>36909066
>[] run from it 1d20

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>36909066

>[X] throw more knives at it 1d20

Jesus Christ, just DIE already. I've seen cockroaches less stubborn than this.

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>36909066
>[] run from it 1d20

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>36909066
[] throw more knives at it 1d20

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>36909066
>[] taunt it 1d20

>>36909066
>[] throw more knives at it 1d20
Just fucking die already. Damn. Who the hell made this thing.

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>36909066
>>36909180
Forgot my dice.

Oh, fuck. I grab the remaining knives, and one empty syringe that I left in there since I hadn't had the chance to fill it at the time. the thing comes closer and closer to me, roaring like a rabies infested bear or something played over a megaphone and into a radio. I wince from the new pain in my ears as I feel all the dull pain in my body. And then I smile as I begin to fling the knives at it, one sticking into its shoulder, another slamming into its arm, causing it to slouch to one side, another hits its neck, the syringe and another flying past it useless, and the last knife slamming into its throat. it stumbled and crashes into a stone pillar

I barely managed to jump out of its way as it does so. It pushes itself up and stares at me, its chest rising and lowering like its breathing heavily.
It leaps at me, claws raised to strike me

What do I do
[] punch the knife deep into its neck 1d20
[] roll out of the way 1d20
[] drain 1d20
[] cast a spell 1d20
[] syringe 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>36909335
>[] roll out of the way 1d20

Rolled 13, 10 = 23 (2d20)

>>36909335

>[X] punch the knife deep into its neck 1d20
>[X] drain 1d20

It's going to run out of whatever the fuck is still animating it at some point. And when it does, oooh, when it does...

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>36909335
>[] roll out of the way 1d20

>>36909350
Good thing you're a vampire

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>36909335
>>36909350
Hah ha

>>36909350
Oh for fucks sake.
Well, at least in its current state, it probably can't do too much to us anyway.

>>36909381
You're gonna rub that in forever aren't you HM?
I'm still mad, just so you know.

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>36909335
[] punch the knife deep into its neck 1d20

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>36909335
>[] roll out of the way 1d20

>>36909400
Its actually quite easy to undo, just like the cat thing

>>36909066
>it raises a claw, and flips me off as lighting covers the blade
Have you been watching terraformers?

>>36909434
That would honestly make me even more mad.

I think about rolling out of the way, but the thing moves to fast for me to do it.

Oh, crap, this is bad. Oh wait this is bad, I mean if my heart is destroyed, don't I die? oh fuck this horrible, it knows what I am and its going to, no. I am not leaving Maria to this thing. it lands on the pillar and slams its claws down into

My arms, I give off a silent scream as I feel the bones inside begin to crack as its claws tear at my flesh. I kick the thing in the chest, or try to as it jumps back. I push myself of the pillar with my feet, and land on them, standing up, my arms hanging from arms, ow, it hurts, oh god it hurts, I can barely move them

the thing charges me again

What do I do
[] Cast a spell 1d20
[] kick it 1d20
[] get out of the way 1d20
[] I need some help....
[] write in

>>36909541
>[] I need some help....
Tag team it again

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>>36909434
I still want toggle-able cat mode kinda like pic related.

>>36909541
>[] I need some help....
Nothing better than battle couple.

>>36909541
>[] I need some help....
>>36909578
Nah.

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>36909541

>[X] kick it 1d20

ALUCARD GUIDE MY VENGEANCE DICE

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>36909541
>[] Cast a spell 1d20
reduce person

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>36909541
[] get out of the way 1d20

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>36909541
>[] get out of the way 1d20
>[] I need some help....