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"Because I trust Magic," she replies, foot tapping the floor in anxiety. "We're sardienes in a flying, pressurized tin can with tons of high-grade fuel strapped to our ass, and relying on a rather cute physics trick along with an insanely high rate of speed to get us off the ground and to keep us up in the air. Plus, we have to hope that nothing happens to the plane itself along the way, otherwise I doubt even my magic could save us both. So yes, I am still afraid of flying."

"Some things are just out of our control," he replies, sinking deeper into the chair. "No point in worrying about them."

She shoots a rather menacing glare at him, to which he either ignores or doesn't acknowledge its existance, before looking back out the window and onto the tarmac. One of the attendants soon closes the door to the plane, and in a few minutes they are up into the sky, flying west towards Michael's parent's home. One of the attendants walks up, a small drink cart behind her.

"Anything for either of you," she asks.

> Water
> A carbonated beverage (both Coke and Pepsi-related products are available)
> Juice (Orange, Cranberry, Apple)
> A glass of champagne
> A glass of wine
> Whiskey
> Other

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Not 100% sure where this quest will go, as I've got two or three ideas in mind. But I'll leave that option up to you guys and gals.

And for those curious about the other thing I said I'd do last thread, I'm about 2/3rd of the way done with the smut story, and will work on it mid-quest. So with any luck, it'll be done by quest end and you can enjoy it for Christmas.

>>36957944

> A glass of wine

Waiting a few more minutes, seeing if anyone else shows up and wants to vote. Otherwise I'll continue with the vote I have so far.

>>36957944
>> Whiskey
Michale always seemed like a whiskey guy to me

>>36957944
>> Whiskey

>>36957944
>Whiskey

>>36957944
>A glass of champagne

Writing.

"A glass of whiskey for me please," he says to the woman. "Just a couple cubes of ice though."

"Just water for me ma'am," Elizabeth says to the attendant. In a couple moments she hands the whiskey glass to Michael, and a cold, dripping bottle of water to Liz.

"Dinner will be served in about an hour, would you like the chicken avocado or fish cordon bleu?"

> Chicken
> Fish
> No dinner

>>36958566
> Fish

>>36958566
>Fish

Let's get those Omega 3's.

>>36958566
>Chicken
Goes better with whiskey

>>36958566
>> Chicken

>>36958566
>Elf

>>36958566
>Chicken

>>36958566
>Chicken

>>36958566
>Chicken
making the important choices here

>>36958566
>Roasted Elf on a spit

>>36958566
>Roasted Elf on an Orc tusk spit, with a side of Boiled Reindeer testicles

>>36958566
> Chicken

Sweet baby jesus, people eat airplane fish?

Writing.

... And where'd the elf option come from? Did /tg/ turn that dark since the last quest thread where they think it's ok to eat other sentient races now?

>>36958747
>... And where'd the elf option come from? Did /tg/ turn that dark since the last quest thread where they think it's ok to eat other sentient races now?
It's a joke.

>>36958747
I thought eating elves was festive for Christmas, y'know, like eating turkey on Thanksgiving or drinking eggnog

>>36958772
Like Tolkien elves or Christmas elves?

"Chicken please," you both say at the same time. You three share a glance amongst one another before laughing a bit. She nods in agreement, mentioning she'll bring it by once it's done.

The next 90 minutes go by without much incident, and dinner is served right on time. The chicken itself is rather delicious, and while neither of you ordered the fish, the few trays that go by that have the fish on it do look rather appetizing. The two of you settle in for a brief nap before the plane lands, as Michael's parents will be picking you both up from the airport terminal.

> Roll 4d10 (Wits + Composure) please

Rolled 7, 4, 8, 10 = 29 (4d10)

>>36958806
Rolling

Rolled 4, 7, 10, 8 = 29 (4d10)

>>36958806

Rolled 10, 2, 6, 1 = 19 (4d10)

>>36958806

Rolled 6, 3, 8, 8 = 25 (4d10)

>>36958806

Rolled 5, 7, 10, 4 = 26 (4d10)

>>36958806

>>36958822
>>36958832
Three succeses on a pool of four ain't bad

Elizabeth is still anxious about something, as the clouds block most of the view of the ground beneath them. Michael is nodding off slightly, but notices a couple of the flight attendants murmuring in the small room ahead of them, where there is a small cabin of doors and hinges there (presumably for food and drink supplies), the door to the cockpit ajar slightly. The both look rather anxious about something, eyes shooting back and forth between the cockpit and the cabin.

> Investigate what they are doing
> Use Forces Magic to amplify the sound so you can hear what they are saying from the comfort of your chair
> Do/say nothing

>>36958948
> Use Forces Magic to amplify the sound so you can hear what they are saying from the comfort of your chair

>>36958948
>Use Forces Magic to amplify the sound so you can hear what they are saying from the comfort of your chair
this won't make us lose wisdom because we're too lazy to get up, right?

>>36958948
Oh god damn are we in Airplane!?

>>36958948
> Use Forces Magic to amplify the sound so you can hear what they are saying from the comfort of your chair

>>36958948
> Use Forces Magic to amplify the sound so you can hear what they are saying from the comfort of your chair

>>36958991
No, because you are trying to snoop in on their conversation without them realizing it. The first option is just for those who are feeling more confrontational.

Also, writing.

Almost done with the smut story as well. I'll give it a once over for any major spelling errors, leave the grammatical errors as they are, and put it on a pastebin.

>>36958995
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DkGR65CXaNA

Curious what they are talking about, Michael sits up in his seat slightly, focusing his Forces magic to amplify all sounds coming from the direction he is seeing into his ear.

"... And they're sure all the electronics are fried?"

"At least, most of them. Auto-pilot's gone for sure, wifi in the plane is down, the radio is out, radar's dead too. About the only thing that they still have working are the hydraulics for the plane, but if those go..."

"MICHAEL," Elizabeth whispers into your ear, but with the Forces magic going, it sounds as though she's yelling into it with a megaphone. He yelps in shock, falling out of the chair and into the aisle of the plane, a loud thud filling up the first class area. The few people in this portion of the plane glance over, as the two flight attendants look down at you, covering the 20 or so feet between you and them in a couple seconds.

"Everything ok, sir," one of them asks, the drink attendant from before standing behind her, a scowl on her face.

> Yeah, sorry, I was just startled
> I couldn't help but overhear your problem...
> Other

> Meta post

I'm glad that least a few anons have seen the cinematic masterpiece that is 'Airplane!' and realized what the chicken or fish option was a reference to.

>>36959149
>Yeah, sorry, I was just startled

>>36959149
>Yeah, sorry, I was just startled

>the first class area.
wow, they're more wealthy than I thought. I guess it makes sense with him being a lawyer

>>36959179
They might have been upgraded because of the lack of passengers? I think that happens sometimes, anyway.

>>36959179
Michael does have two dots in the Resources merit, and when combined with Elizabeth's material earnings from her Mystic job, it allows them a fair bit of material wealth. They aren't millionaires, but can certainly appreciate some of the finer things in life.

> captcha: forkn

>>36959220
It's also this. There's 60 people on the plane total; a pilot, co-pilot, a third pilot in the cockpit, six flight attendants, and 51 passengers (including you two). The people in the coach section were allowed to come to first class if they wanted for free of charge, and some of them declined to do so. There's approx. 20 people in first class, the remaining 31 in coach.

>>36959149
> I couldn't help but overhear your problem...

Writing.

"Sorry, I couldn't help but overhear your problem, and well... Are we gonna be ok?"

"What problem," Elizabeth says, helping Michael up off the ground.

"It's nothing folks, just a small technical difficulty," the older flight attendant says, eyebrows scowling you. "How'd you hear us, anyway?"

"I can read lips," Michael lies, dusting himself off. "And to be completely honest, it sounds pretty serious."

"Everything will be fine, folks. Now just go back to your seats and we'll take-" Before she can finish her sentence, the lights in the cabin flicker. Now THAT gets everyone's attention, as some people start murmuring, sitting up in their seats, as the four pairs of eyes in the aisle (you, Liz, and the two attendants) turn towards the cockpit. One of the pilots rushes out, hurrying over to the two attendants next to you both.

"Hey, I need some help in the cockpit, I think Simon just fried himself trying to fix the electronics."

> Go and help them out
> See if there's a doctor or nurse on board the plane
> Other

>>36959521
>Go and help them out
life magic disguised as first aid training to the rescue

>>36959521

> Go and help them out

>>36959521
>Go and help them out
inb4 they think we're terrorists and this turns into Mike and Liz go to Guantanamo bay

please for all that is holy let there be a "dont call me surely" moment.

Writing.

"Stay here," the older attendant says, running past the pilot and towards the cockpit.

"Like hell we're staying," Michael replies, chasing after her. "My wife's a doctor, let her help!" Elizabeth is following behind, as the pilot and second flight attendant follow, the lights above still flickering.

In the cockpit proper one of the hatches leading down into the wiring of the plane is pulled up, as an older gentleman is flying the plane, one eye glancing at the few working readings, the other back at the hatch. "Simon! Can you hear me? Are you ok?"

The flight attendant pokes her head down into the hatch, cursing loudly at the sight before her. "Shit, he's not moving!" She goes to climb down when Michael stops her, yanking her out of the way. "What're you doing!?"

"If there's loose wires in the room you might get yourself shocked! You need to keep the other passengers calm! Liz and I will get to this Simon fellow and make sure he's ok!" You're already climbing down the ladder before she can say otherwise, and in a couple rungs you hit the metal grate of a floor, the few lights inside flickering on and off. Slumped against one of the walls is a young man in a pilot's outfit, his fingers a burnt skin color as some wires coming out of a bundle of cords and cables lie frayed and pulled next to his body.

> Slowly pull him away from the wires and back to the ladder
> Use Control Electricity to weaken the current in the wires so you can save Simon (Paradox is possible)
> Look around for something to ground yourself so you can not get shocked
> Other

>>36959857
> Use Control Electricity to weaken the current in the wires so you can save Simon (Paradox is possible)

>>36959857
> Use Control Electricity to weaken the current in the wires so you can save Simon (Paradox is possible)

>>36959857
>> Other
> Use Control Electricity to weaken the current in the wires so you can save Simon but look around for something to ground yourself to make it plausible

>>36959857
>>36959950
Seconding

>>36959857
>> Look around for something to ground yourself so you can not get shocked

Do we really want to risk having some kind of freak out on a damaged airliner?

>>36959857
>>36959950
Going with this for the tie-breaker.

Back from dinner, writing.

>>36959857
> Other
Flick through our various sight abilities to see if we can locate whatever caused this, I don't believe for a second this is natural. There are way too many redundancies on an airplane for all of it to go like that.

Also, We still have 2 points we haven't assigned at char creation for rotes. Basically 2 one dot rotes from either life or prime (we could technically go for a spirit or forces rote, but that makes less sense since those are free to cast as our ruling arcana, it does lower paradox chance though, but most of those are covert).

So, I was suggesting last thread we go for some sight based powers. knowledge is power and all that

Rolled 5, 10 = 15 (2d10)

Also, rolling.

>>36960391
were those paradox dices

>>36960410
maybe, or maybe it was to resist the reduced electric shock, or maybe for getting jumped by the gremlins

>>36960391
Maybe...

Yes.

>>36960383
Too bad this was so late. It's worth keeping in mind though.

>>36960427
fuck if its gremlins just bail out of the plane now

>>36960431
If that was paradox we need to eat the damage to nullify it. Really can't afford for one of those to happen right now.

You will your Magic out to protect yourself from any spark that might jump out and hit you or Simon, and instantly feel the 'whammy' effect of a Paradox hitting you. Grunting in frustration you push onward, letting the spell fizzle, hoping that nothing jumps out and shocks you or the Paradox ends up causing more problems. You sling the uninjured arm of the pilot back behind your head, and with careful, aimed steps, inch him towards the hatch. With a quick heave you sling him up into the cockpit, where Elizabeth waits to check on him. You climb up out of the hatch, head swimming as your sense of balance leaves you. She glances up at you, head shaking in disappointment, before returning her attention to the unconscious pilot.

"He'll be ok," she says after a few tense moments, fingers checking his pulse and the other wounds on his body. "The shock to his system just knocked him out, he's still breathing and nothing else seems injured. He might be a bit twitchy for a bit once he wakes up, as his nervous system needs to reset and assert control over his muscles, but that's it." She gets up off the ground, stepping over to look at you. "You hit your head while in there," she says, the silent scowl telling you that she knows what you attempted and got hit with.

"Something like that," you reply, as your vision begins to blur slightly, your sense of balance totally lost. "Just give me a few minutes and I'll be ok."

"What did you see down there, what's the damage?" The older pilot glances back at you.

> [1/2]

> [2/2]

"I didn't get a good look, but there's some frayed and pulled wires, and I don't know how they wire these planes," you reply, trying hard to look him dead on, even as he looks to be sitting on the right side of the cockpit's wall. "You have a flashlight or something? The lights down there were flickering, and I think he shocked himself on an exposed wire."

"Yeah, Jimbo, go get the flashlight from the mess hall." The third pilot nods, backing out of the cockpit proper. The attendant who served you the drinks looks into the room, a serious scowl on her face.

"So the passengers are getting restless... What should I tell them?"

> We're having a slight electrical issue with the lights, sorry for the worry
> We're flying blind and the plane could nose-dive at any moment
> Slight mechanical failure, nothing to worry about
> Other

> Meta post

For the next couple scenes I post, Michael can barely move/stand, as he's suffering the after effects of a Paradox that basically struck him with a severe case of vertigo. So long as he remains perfectly still he'll be ok. Otherwise he'll need help moving around or going back to his seat.

>>36960617
> We're having a slight electrical issue with the lights, sorry for the worry

>>36960617
> We're having a slight electrical issue with the lights, sorry for the worry

to vague and they will fill in the details own their own

>>36960617
>> We're having a slight electrical issue with the lights, sorry for the worry

>>36960598
>She glances up at you, head shaking in disappointment, before returning her attention to the unconscious pilot.
ouch, that hurts.

>>36960598
>>36960617
ok, so... mechanically what happened? we tried a vulgar spell, failed a paradox roll, and got hit with vertigo? and the spell failed?
was the spell even needed because we seemed to have taken him out just fine without it.

>>36960723
Nope. I don't think it was needed. All we really needed was to wrap our hands/arms in some kind of insulation, probably.

>>36960723
Mechanically speaking, you tried a covert spell, got hit with a Paradox (which shouldn't happen because it was covert), but was able to inch your way to safety before the vertigo hit full force. You could've forced the spell to complete but in the heat of the moment Michael decided not to.

>>36960723
We tried a covert spell with sleeper witnesses and the effect was deemed Improbable, forcing a paradox roll of 2 (for the witnesses). We scored 2 hits and got hit with a Bedlam paradox. Paradox hits are also subtracted from spell successes, so the spell fizzled. Because our Forces is low, it's only a Mild Derangement and because our Gnosis is low, it only lasts for a scene (which is basically the whole plane ride).

>>36960755
>(which shouldn't happen because it was covert)
In that case, time to ask Liz wtf.
Does Michael know that sleeper witnesses cause Paradox for Improbable Covert spells?

>>36960755
>Mechanically speaking, you tried a covert spell, got hit with a Paradox (which shouldn't happen because it was covert)
wait what. if it "shouldn't happen" then how did it happen? that is... is something "wrong" with magic in this area or is this a houserule? do we freak out in character about magic not working right here?

>>36960776
>We tried a covert spell with sleeper witnesses
we got confirmation that the man is unconscious. he was not a witness.

>>36960776
>forcing a paradox roll of 2 (for the witnesses). We scored 2 hits and got hit with a Bedlam paradox.
I got how success and fail rolls work, but this is clearly a different type of roll

Maybe someone else was watching us? Terrorist hiding down there waiting to jump out?

>>36960811
I thought we were being watched from above, but it could be something else.

>>36960835
Storyteller rolls Paradox against us.

>>36960617
> We're having a slight electrical issue with the lights, sorry for the worry

Sorry, got caught up doing some grammar checking, writing the next scene now.

Shouldn't we only be rolling one paradox die because control electricity is a rote spell?

>>36960959
Rolled two because of other things, otherwise it would have been only one.

"Tell them we're having a slight electrical issue with the lights, nothing major to worry about. The plane's instruments are ok if they ask about them, we don't want to cause a panic." Your head swims as you flop your neck over to look at the flight attendant, instantly regretting the move as you begin to feel a bit nausceous. "Oogh... Maybe I hit my head harder than I thought..."

The other pilot comes back with a large, metallic flashlight, clicking it on and shining it down into the hatch. He slowly climbs down the ladder as the older flight attendant and Elizabeth help you up off the ground, the drink attendant looking at you questionably.

"Do what he says," the pilot yells to the young attendant. "He's got the right idea, so for now just stick to that story." She dashes by as you flop onto the nearest first class seat, trying (and failing) to get your vision to stop spinning and twirling.

"Can you get me some ice in a plastic bag," Liz says to the older attendant. She waits a moment before nodding, turning the corner to dig about for some ice and a bag. Instantly Liz slaps your arm. "What were you thinking," she murmurs to you, lifting your head up slightly to get a look at your head, playing along with your cover story of a bump on the noggin. "You're lucky it's a weaker Paradox, you could've crashed the plane!"

"Well, I didn't want to get shocked," you reply, thinking back to the spell. It's a rather covert spell to, so how did you get whammied in the first place? "You know what I was trying to do, right? So how'd I get whammied?"

> [1/2]

> [2/2]

At that, Liz pauses, letting go of your head, which flops back into the cushions of the seat. "There was a camera down there perhaps? But you wouldn't have gotten whammied from that unless..." At that, she stands up and turns towards the cockpit, nearly barreling over the flight attendant. He struggles to sit up straight, trying to hear what she is saying inside, but the older attendent is blocking your view, as she tosses the bag of ice at you to see what the hell Elizabeth is saying.

A few moments later she returns, a small circular orb in her hand. "Someone sabotaged the plane," she says, showing you the orb. It takes a few seconds for your eyes to focus, but it eventually does, revealing the orb to be a small, wireless camera.

> Why would someone do that?
> Do you think they saw... You know?
> Other

>>36961250
>Why would someone do that?

>>36961250
>> Other
did some one know we were going to be on the plane?

Oh, and I finally finished up the smut story. If you want to read it, I put it up on pastebin. The link for it is here:

> http://pastebin.com/8gaxGqGR

>>36961250
>>36961308
This.

Writing.

"Do you think someone knew we were going to be on this plane," you ask her.

"Its possible, but the only people who knew were your parents, Jemma, and the 'Samaritan' guy, and this sorta reaks of the last option, but not the sabotage part. He strikes me as the kind of guy who'd rather watch, not interfere." She closes her hand up and brings it back into the cockpit. A few more minutes pass before she emerges with the young pilot and the older flight attendant. "The range of the camera is only a couple hundred feet at most, meaning they should be on the plane. Stay tight, we're gonna try and find this son of a bitch."

> Wait for them to return
> See if you can correct the vertigo/Paradox issue to help out
> Other

>>36961577
>See if you can correct the vertigo/Paradox issue to help out


>>36961333
just finished reading, thanks. It's pretty well written and longer than I expected

>>36961577
> Wait for them to return

>>36961577
> See if you can correct the vertigo/Paradox issue to help out

>>36961577
>> See if you can correct the vertigo/Paradox issue to help out

>>36961333
i gotta say they both are a couple of freaks . . .nice

>>36961577
> See if you can correct the vertigo/Paradox issue to help out

>>36961676
>i gotta say they both are a couple of freaks . . .nice
notice how she's apparently into boobs. Hope of threesome rising

>>36961695
there is always hope

>>36961695
That's not the only thing rising.

Writing.

You try and focus your Magical energies around, remembering something that Elizabeth mentioned about Paradoxes. Sometimes, depending upon the severity of the Paradox, you can convert the magical backlash into actual damage on your person that has to be healed naturally over time, instead of suffering the temporary effects of whatever the Paradox has thrown at you. You try to will into being what she described, and soon your sense of balance returns, but you feel as though someone just threw a couple good jabs at your liver. You stand up, vision quickly clearing and returning to normal, and you hobble after them, trying to keep an eye out for anyone with an electronics device in their hands.

Soon you catch up to them hounding a rather portly fellow, his unshaven face attempting to hide zit and pot marks on his skin. The three leave the man and nearly run into you, where you step out of the way in time.

"Feeling better," Elizabeth asks, noticing how tender the side of your stomach is as she runs into you.

"For now, so, what have you found?"

"Very little," the young pilot groans out. "Most of the people with any sophisticated electronics have them turned off or have shown us what they are doing, or cannot receive the signal that the webcam was putting out."

> Did you check the lavoritories?
> Can we check the passenger manifest, see if anyone's missing?
> should we check the cargo hold, see if it's got a hitchhiker?
> Other

> Meta post

Michael has two Bashing damage now, after converting the Paradox into damage. This will have to heal over time, and cannot be healed by Life magic.

>>36961924
> Did you check the lavoritories?

>>36961924
> Can we check the passenger manifest, see if anyone's missing?

>>36961924
Can we talk with the spirit of the plane?

>>36962000
If you'd like to, yes you can try to do so. Though after the first Paradox, you may want to try and do it someplace private.

>>36961924
>> Other
try looking for spirits that can help you

>>36961924
this >>36962000 but go to the bathroom check for cameras an then ask

>>36961924
>>36962015
Then go to the the bathroom and try to talk to it, like >>36962031 said.

...could there actually be a man on the wing of the plane? It could be a mage we're dealing with and the outside of a plane you're trying to crash would be the safest place to be.

Or this could just be a really stupid idea. Which it probably is.

>>36962106
dude when dealing with mages throw logic out the fucking window and laugh as it shatters into a million tiny pieces.

>>36962106
if it was a mage watching we wouldn't have gotten paradox

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Why must you always run this quest when I should go to sleep, you magnificient faggot?

For the record, the person with the cam is not the mage, otherwise paradox shouldn't have happened. It must be some kind of sleeper agent exuse the pun of supernatural or even mundane organization.

>>36961333
>VIEWS: 181
>Posters: 18
Welp, after this quest is finished, you know what kind of stories to write next.

>>36962203
Damn. There must be way more lurkers aeound here than I thought.

>>36962203
Pastebin is filled with bots
I'm thinking of doing an analysis of the smut though to help OP improve though.

"Well, I need to use the washroom, so gimme a moment to think it over while I'm in the lavatory and I'll get back to you." You make your way to the bathroom, and after checking for any hidden cameras (and using the washroom at the same time), you channel your Magic and release the will of the spell out, looking to talk to the 'spirit' of the plane.

"<You there, plane?>"

"<You can hear me,>" it asks, rather surprised that anyone has ever tried talking to it directly.

"<Yes. Sorry for the damage to you, we're trying to find the person that did it.>"

"<Well check the cargo hold, some jackass is fiddling around with the landing gear! And flush the toilet, please.>"

You cock an eye brow but do as it asked, and the plane almost sighs in pleasure. "<Oh-kay... Gonna try to stop the person now, so just hang on.>" Great, you're pretty sure you just gave a handjob to a plane. In any case, you exit the lavatory and return to the crowd of people. "Did you guys check the cargo hold yet? Maybe somebody's hiding out down with the luggage."

"We were going there next," the pilot says, fishing a key out of his pocket. He leads the group of you to the middle section of the plane, where the next break up of classes occurs, where there's another small alcove for the attendants to get more refreshments for the passengers. With a quick unlocking of the door, he swings it open, shining the light down into the steps. One-by-one you follow him down, and each step the temperature seems to drop. You reach the bottom of the steps and see something scuttling about in the cargo hold, but with the only source of light being the flashlight, it's hard to get a good view.

"Come out from behind the bags," the pilot yells out.

> Turn on spirit sight, see if you can see what it is
> Turn on Life Sight, see if you can see who else is down here (uses 1 Mana, 13 remaining)
> Grab the flashlight and look for the thing personally
> Other

>>36962325
>Turn on Life Sight, see if you can see who else is down here (uses 1 Mana, 13 remaining)
>Great, you're pretty sure you just gave a handjob to a plane.
I laughed. We should confess to Elizabeth

>>36962325
>> Turn on Life Sight, see if you can see who else is down here (uses 1 Mana, 13 remaining)
totally agree with>>36962368 about confessing

>>36962380
"I've cheated on you ... with a Plane"

>>36962325
>Turn on Life Sight, see if you can see who else is down here (uses 1 Mana, 13 remaining)
Should be covert.

Also, just read that >>36961333

Damn, if that's what people with the sense of right and wrong do, it's terrifying to imagine what's going on with people without it.

>>36962325
>> Turn on spirit sight, see if you can see what it is

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>>36962410
damn wizards


what spell would summon shot-gun be?

>>36962400
i image during that pause he is barely holding back a laugh

>>36962410
Hey, just because you have a good, moral base doesn't mean you can't enjoy the kinkier things in life. In fact, one would argue that a healthy sexual relationship is one of the best signals of a healthy marriage, as you are willing to go to various lengths to please your partner.

>>36962445
Matter 5 probably.

>>36962445
"Summon shotgun" would be something like Space 4 if it exists somewhere/inside a pocket realm, or Matter 5 + Science/Engineering + Space 3 for transmuting materials into a shotgun and transporting it to your hand rote.

>>36962464
Liz fallows the old say "a lady in the streets but a freak in the sheets."

>>36962497
Matter 5 can create matter outright, so you wouldn't need Space at all.

>>36962464
You know what else would be one of the best signals of a healthy marriage? Threesome.

>>36962497
so what if you make the shotguns out of air that's already there?

>>36962546
Just wanna say not everyone wants to see this happen.

>>36962445
Basically what the anon said in >>36962497.

Also, writing.

>>36962510
That's only the surface of the kinks Liz has. Michael, for all his lustful vices, is rather tame with his desires. So long as he and whomever he has physical relations with has fun (ie., multiple orgasms) he considers it a job well done.

If Liz's vice wasn't Pride, it would be Lust for a (very) close second.

>>36962584
don't you like Jemma?

>>36962546
>>36962584
With time magic you can have threesomes and moresomes with just 2 people and some stamina.

>>36962584
Hey, don't speak for not everyone.

>>36962615
hold up now what if not everyone is a good friend of his.

>>36962607
Liz transforms herself into not-Jemma, fucks Michael, goes back in time, fucks them both, goes to the origin point. Boom! You had threesome, but it never happened. Fucking wizards.

>>36962676
But that leaves Jemma sad and alone

You spend a bit of Mana to turn on your Life Sight, revealing the five glows in the cargo hold. You recognize four immediately (you, Liz, the pilot and the flight attendant) but this fifth one is smaller, and pretty weak too. In fact, you think it might be a kid.

"Lemme see the light," you say to the pilot, willing the Life Sight to be as weak as possible, to lessen the chance of him seeing your magic going on. He hands it off and you shine it on where the weak life signal is located. It moves in shock, popping up from behind the bags, revealing a small, brown-haired kid clutching onto a tablet. He tries running, but trips over the straps keeping the bags in place, face-planting onto the cold, metal grating. The tablet skitters across the floor, stopping in front of the pilot, who picks it up in shock as Elizabeth runs over, wrapping her arms around the kid.

>[1/2]

"He's got frostbite," she yells out, steam escaping from her breath. "He must've been here since the plane took off. Can you get to the wiring from here, Jim?"

The pilot looks up from the tablet, turning around. "There's a maintenance hatch connecting the hold to the wiring for the cockpit. It's pretty tight for an adult to fit into, but a kid would have no problem climbing in."

"Then that's what happened." You step aside as Elizabeth hurries up the stairs with the kid, trying to keep him warm. "The kid was trying to hitch a ride, hiding in the maintenance hatch and using the camera to spot if anyone from the cockpit came down. But he must've messed with the wiring somehow and caused the circuits to go out. When Simon went down to check it out, he must've found the camera and kid, and in a struggle they hit the wires."

"Certainly explains the camera and what happened to the lights, but why would he be messing with the wiring in the first place," the attendant asks.

"I got an idea for that." He lifts the tablet to your eyes, revealing a stream of numbers and readings. "I think he was trying to hack into the flight controls. Everything on this tablet is the readouts we need to properly fly the plane."

> Why would he do that?
> Isn't it obvious why he did that?
> Other

>>36962796
>You spend a bit of Mana to turn on your Life Sight
For fuck's sake, I vote for spending our rotes dots to make it a rote, we used it almost 30 times already.

>>36962816
>Isn't it obvious why he did that?
Yes, isn't it obvious, huh? I have no idea.

>>36962816
>Why would he do that?
child hacker? What?

you know i just realized something we can talk to spirits can we talk to the sprite of Christmas

>>36962816
> Isn't it obvious why he did that?
he wanted to go to the north pole

> Meta post

For those unaware, it's Christmas Eve in the quest too.

>>36962847
Damn, now that sounds really obvious.

>>36962847
In theory, yes, you could talk to the spirit of Christmas. (By that, I mean Santa Claus, not Jesus).

>>36962869
Does it? It still seems unlikely to me but I guess it's the right answer.

>>36962816
>Isn't it obvious why he did that?
so he's smart enough to hack an airplane but stupid enough to try and fly a plane to the north pole to visit santa?
I mean he's flying around in his sled on Christmas, so he won't be there when he gets there. Virtually any other day would have been better

>>36962842
>we used it almost 30 times already
We really haven't.

>>36962816
>Why would he do that?

>>36962816
> Why would he do that?

>>36962871
please for the love of god let us talk to him shit would be funny, even if its just to tell Liz he is real and to get the look on her face.

>>36962932
>We really haven't.
Just Ctrl+F "Life sight" in previous threads, we used it really often, and for our rotes we need something in the range of Life 1 Spirit 2 Forces 2 Prime 1, because they are chargen dots.

>>36962976
We've been using Spirit Sight (spending mana before we figured out that it was free) for the majority of the quest. It also bears mentioning that neither Spirit Sight nor Life Sight exist under those names. Spirit Sight was Peer Across The Gauntlet, to see into the Twilight and Shadow. Life Sight sounds like Sense Life, but that one needs a dot of space for exact bearings.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

Rolling 1d2. 1 for not knowing why he did it, 2 for being smug, smart people.

>>36963089
That's what we get for being a lawyer-paladin.

"Why would he do that?"

The other two look around, shoulders shrugging. "At least tell me he didn't change where we are flying."

The pilot looks at the numbers and readouts, realization dawning on him. "We're flying to the North Pole..."

"Really? This kid endangered his life and the lives of everyone on this plane to go and see fucking Santa!?" The flight attendant slaps her thighs in frustration, stomping up the stairs. "The little shit knows Santa isn't real, right?"

"I dunno... He must have had a pretty big wish if he risked all that just to try and see Santa before he'd leave for his Christmas deliveries," you reply, walking up the stairs after her. The pilot follows, fiddling with the tablet to change the settings back to where they were going originally.

"Listen kid, I dunno what baloney you've been fed, but Santa Claus isn't real," you hear the older attendant yell out, followed by a rather loud slap striking something. You round the corner to see Elizabeth scowling at the attendant, her hand raised in the air, as the flight attendant rubs the side of her reddening cheek. Her other hand is wrapped around the kid, who is huddling in a blanket, shivering and sniffling, eyes starting to well up.

"It's Christmas, bitch, have some decency." She goes back to trying to warm up the kid, as the older attendant looks ready to beat the ever living shit out of Liz. At the last second the drink attendant walks up, pulling the older one aside.

"Listen, Simon's awake. Go check on him, I got them."

The older woman scowls before stomping off. "I'm taking the tablet to the cockpit, try and get us back on track," he says, following after her.

> Ask the kid why he stowed away on the plane
> Check in on Simon's condition
> Other

>>36963115
>> Ask the kid why he stowed away on the plane

>>36963115
>> Ask the kid why he stowed away on the plane

>>36963115
> Ask the kid why he stowed away on the plane

>>36963115
> Ask the kid why he stowed away on the plane

>>36963115
If he really believes in Santa, could we try to summon him without causing paradox?

>>36963303
Potentially.

"So, kid, why'd you stow away on the plane, hack the flight controls, commit at least a dozen federal felonies, and try to fly us to go see Santa?" It's a lot for you to take in, but for being someone who barely looks over 8 years old, he must know his way around computers, and should know Santa isn't real... At least, not normally.

He looks up at the both of you, lips a rather deep shade of blue, skin pale and covered in frost. "M... My mom... She's sick and in the hospital a lot, but this time it's real bad... And I don't know if she's gonna be okay... She's hooked up to all these machines at the hospital, and she's all the family that I have. I wanted to go see Santa, to try and see if he could give all my presents to other kids, so he could try and help my mom..." He starts whimpering, in pain and frustration. "Is Santa really not real?"

"Oh, dearie..." Elizabeth rubs the kid's hair, knowing not to try and rub his frostbitten skin. She looks up at you, giving a knowing look back at you. "I'm sure your mommie will be okay..." The younger attendant hands Liz a fresh, warm blanket, which she wraps around the kid. "Can you watch him for a moment? Like hug him, we need his body temperature to start climbing. And don't rub his skin, it'll just cause him pain."

The attendant nods, replacing Elizabeth's warm embrace with her own. She pulls you aside and nudges her head towards the kid.

"Well, do you think that..."

> Call Garen, have him go heal the kid's mom
> Make a spiritual phone call to the spirit of Christmas
> Other

>>36963331
>> Make a spiritual phone call to the spirit of Christmas
yes

>>36963331
[x]Why not both?

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>>36963331
>Call Garen, have him go heal the kid's mom
Now I can't get this image out of my head. We should probably try to call the spirit of Christmas though. That would be hilariously dangerous.

>>36963331
> Call Garen, have him go heal the kid's mom

>>36963331
>> Make a spiritual phone call to the spirit of Christmas

>>36963331
Both

>>36963331
Call Garen for the actual healing he probably does that free healing on the regular basis anyway, knowing what a good guy he is then call Santa for restoring kid's faith in wonders.

>>36963331
>>36963452
Call Santa to reassure the kid
Call Garen to get the mom actually healed
No sense in indenting ourselves to a powerful spirit, but hacker friends are good to have, especially when they're young and impressionable.

Writing. This'll take some time.

So am I the only one who kinda wants the kid to get magic after seeing us use it so we can get a tech mage?

>>36963603
i would like that as well

>>36963603
>>36963652
1. That's an actual legacy.
2. That's not at all how Awakening works.
3. No one knows how it works, so it might actually work. Or it might paradox so hard we go full Acamoth. Because Spirit 5.

>>36963679
You must believe in Christmas wonders. Besides, we already have some experience with big A-holes.

>>36963679
well I mean we awoke when we saw a vampire, maybe part of it is seeing something you know shouldn't exist and realizing magic is real. or not I have no idea

>>36963695
Those dead people in our office didn't Awake when he was drinking their blood.

>>36963695
perhaps it more of an emotional need for it to happen

>>36963710
yeah, cause they were dead
also not everyone has potential so honestly the kid may just have 0 shot at it in the first place

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>>36963695
>>36963710
>>36963734
>>36963735
It's one of the staple elements of the setting, no one knows what causes the awakening or how to replicate it because it's different for everyone and going mass trials would be a massive breach of Wisdom.
Even Chrom had no idea and he had friends on the other side.

Still writing, btw.

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>>36963769
>Even Chrom had no idea and he had friends on the other side.
Chrom was a pussy ass bitch and never would've succeeded anyway

>>36963893
I could've understand him if we were playing Ascension, its setting and morals system is more pluralistic, but in Awakening to do stuff he did was plain stupid even by the inner "world metaphysics".

"I mean, I can certainly try, you never know, he might just pick up..." You glance around, seeing one of the lavitories nearby. "Call Garen, see if he can help the kid's mom." You step over to it, making sure that no one sees you enter. You lock the door behind you and begin to summon up a rather large bundle of Mana, both for the spell you're about to cast and a "tax" to pay to the person you're about to ring. You've tried talking to spirits over long distance before, usually for small things (directions, weather, traffic, etc.) but never have you tried calling someone as important and as busy as Saint Nick. It's rather odd, now that you think about it. As a kid, you always thought Santa was real, and even after your parents told you the truth, you held onto that childish notion that sometimes, somehow, somewhere, Magic is real and that Saint Nick was real as well. It was a childish notion, often locked away in the dark coners of your mind.

But sometimes, when you were feeling particularly low, or had no one else to call upon for aid, you couldn't help yourself but look up at the sky and ask aloud for some help. Now, you have Magic. And with as much belief that's floating around the world right now in Santa Claus, it just might be enough to make a miracle happen for the kid.

"<Yes, how can I help,>" a rather booming voice echoes inside your head, knocking you out of your stupor.

"<Yes hi... Sorry for disturbing you Saint Nick...>"

"<Please try to hurry up, I haven't got all day you know.>"

"<Well, you see...>" you quickly explain the situation to him, about the kid and his desire for Santa to help his mom, and that you've already gotten that part solved, you just want to see if you can possibly, maybe, hopefully have him stop by for a little visit to the kid.

"<... Well, I suppose I can do that, since you paid the tax already... Give me a moment, gotta hand the reigns off to one of the elves for a moment.>"

> [1/?]

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"<Thank you sir, thank you.>" The 'line' clicks dead, and you step out of the lavatory, where Liz is standing outside, waiting.

"Garen's on his way to the hospital now, after I got the kid to tell me where she's located. How about your end?"

"Well..."

A cold wind blows through the cabin as the jingling of bells echoes throughout the plane. Everyone shivers and looks up from their seats, wondering where the wind and noise is coming from. The crunching of snow echoes behind you, as you turn around to see a large, portly fellow in a fluffy red coat, long, flowing white beard, and a blushing red nose, walking up the aisle and towards the little outlet where the kid is huddled up in. You step back into the seats as Elizabeth does the same, making way for Santa Claus to come and make a visit.

"Timothy Jackson Dalton," he bellows out, as the young woman gasps in shock, backing away from the kid. For his part, the child just looks up in awe, eyes wide in shock and wonder. "I heard you were looking for me. Well... Here I am. So, care to tell ol' Saint Nick what's troubling you?"

> [3/3]

The kid just stares on in shock and awe, slowly climbing to his feet. He pokes at the old man's large belly, and indeed, it does jiggle like a bowl of Jello. "Please help my mom, Santa! Please!"

The old man bellows out in laughter, as the entire cabin shakes at the reverberations in his voice. "Oh don't worry about your mother Timothy, I've already sent some elves to go and help her out." He reaches into one of the pockets in his red coat, producing a rather large, chocolate chip cookie. He hands it to the child, who looks at it questioningly. "Faith is a very powerful tool, Timothy. If you believe hard enough, sometimes miracles happen. Now, eat up, I don't want you dying of cold on me!" Timothy eyes the cookie for a moment and then takes a bite. Instantly his skin pinkens, the frost on his skin turning to water, lips going back to their normal flesh color. "Now, you be a good little boy, I'm off to make some more deliveries."

"I will, Santa."

The giant man grins at the kid, before tipping his stocking hat at the befuddled flight attendant next to him. "Take care, Susan Linda Carter." He begins walking back towards you both, smiles crossing your, Elizabeth's, and Santa's face.

"Thank you," you both say to him at the same time.

"Merry Christmas, everyone!" He begins laughing as the cold wind returns, bells jingling with every step he takes, and within seconds he fades away, trails of snow left where his boots were pressed into the floor.

"This is impossible..." You hear the flight attendant say, eyes wide in shock.

"No, it's a miracle," you reply back, that sense of accomplishment and childhood glee spilling out all over your face.

> Quest End

Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays/Happy Hannukah/Joyous Quanza to everyone.

>>36964014
Merry Christmas and thanks for running it was fun.

>>36964014
please tell me the bitch who said Santa isn't real saw that

>>36964014
Thanks for running. Merry Christmas.

>>36964039
Yes, she did. She came into view of Santa right when he handed the cookie to the kid.

>>36964014
In the grim darkness of the World of Darkness there'll always be a place for wonders and miracles. And spirits that can wreck your shit up. Should've called him when fighting Acamoth, imagine his face.

Will try to archive the quest when I can, but sup/tg/'s giving me a time out error message whenever I go to load it.

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>>36964062
Excellent, Justice served.
Merry Christmas Mage

>>36964080
>Should've called him when fighting Acamoth, imagine his face.
HOHOHO!!! SOMEONE"S BEEN VEEEERY NAUGHTY THESE LAST 20 YEARS!

>>36964080
The Santa that would've shown up then would've looked less like the jolly old fat man Santa, and more like the one in >>36963382's post.

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>>36964080
>mfw santa would totally be a spirit mercenary in WoD

Thanks for the game! It was aces!

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>>36964014
>tfw no exp on Christmas

>>36964458
Knew I was forgetting something...

Uhh... Hmm... 5 exp. And considering I wasn't planning on rewarding any to begin with, I wouldn't argue over it. I'm mainly giving you exp. for two things:

1. Restoring a kid's faith in humanity by having FREAKING SANTA CLAUS come and visit him
2. Getting whammied and taking bashing damage to let you realize why the plane's having issues.

>>36964514
Hey OP, why did you switch perspective for the smut?

>>36964541
Wasn't intentionally doing it, tried to stay inside Liz's point of view for most of it. But I was worried more about actually finishing it and not getting the grammar right.

I'm sure some anon will go in and edit it.

>>36964574
Actually it's more the way you wrote it that's leaving me disappointed than the grammar itself. Not that it's a bad piece but it could certainly use improvement, one of them being perspective.

That story didn't feel like it was being told from either party's perspective, it was more like you were describing it from an Eagle eye view, which generally removed the emotional aspect. In this case due to the more extreme aspects of the sex it made me feel it was a bit porn-like, not that that's bad if that's what you were going for, but I don't think that's what you were going for.

>>36964574
>>36964635
Another three things I've notice from my cursory view upon my phone are:

1: Widen your language. There's a hundred and one ways to say Vagina and you've been using Pussy far too often. Same with cock and a few other words. And if possible, try never to put the same two words in a sentence together when you're describing the same thing.

2: Sterile but specific terms such as "B-Cup breasts", "Several minutes" or "Twelve Inches". Sure, if you're going with the dirty talking route you could push the size queen aspect a bit, but that would be out of speech. I'd suggest something instead of "Twelve inches", try wrist-thick, or I'd even say try and show it's size indirectly. Like when Elizabeth grabbed it, what did she grab it like? Did her fingers go around it all the way? Was she hardly able to fit them around it's massive girth? Did she stroke his newly expanded cock down it's extended length?

3: Detail. I see a lot of things in this which skimp on it. Sure, you have to keep focus on some aspects of the story otherwise it can go on forever and ever. But honestly the lack of detail drops it grades.

I also think the dirty talking was over the top, got a little doujin-like with "Baby juice". But that's my opinion, dirty talking ain't my cup of tea as it is

>>36964574
On the topic of the smut, try to avoid "in one [adjective][noun]". It didn't come up too frequently, but right near the start there's 2 within 4 sentences of each other.

>>36964635
I tried to be a bit more emotional/in-their-heads when I was writing it, but gave up because I just wanted to get the story over with.

>>36964974
The three points you bring up are things I am aware of and just don't do, as I need to widen my descriptive language to begin with, work on detail, and the rather sterile descriptions. I just felt wrong writing the smut in general, as it's something I don't normally do.

>>36965010
Yeah, I gave it a brief re-read before posting it and noticed that, but couldn't figure out how to write it properly.

In general though, this should be enough groundwork for other people to write smut about at least Michael and Elizabeth.

>>36965297
>but gave up because I just wanted to get the story over with.
Then you give up the story. Otherwise your writing goes down from a B straight to an E in grade.

>this should be enough groundwork for other people to write smut about at least Michael and Elizabeth.
Now I ain't a smut writer, but wasn't this entire thing about them not being able to write to do with their emotions and that sort of thing? You know, the part you didn't include?

>>36965297
>and just don't do,
Consciously or just as you're writing?

>>36965367
I don't write smut ever.

>>36964014
So, spirits like santa don't take paradox when they do something like that...
And IIRC werewolves don't have paradox (why are werewolves secret then?)

So, does that mean a spirit mage can do what would otherwise be vulgar magic in front of sleepers by outsourcing it to beings that don't eat paradox?

... does it actually create more abyss when that happens?

>>36966576
Spirits are Spirits, not spells. Summoning a spirit is a spell that may or may not cause Paradox. Calling one for a favour from a Sleeperless lavatory is pretty Covert.

Werewolves are Werewolves, not spells. They keep to themselves and don't leave many reliable witnesses.

>outsourcing
Technically yes, but in the same way that people/organizations with good PR can outsource contract killings to contract killers. You still have to deal with the people/things you're outsourcing to and they can get creative/vindictive/bitter. The set of entities that enjoy being treated like a bitch contains only a small subset of entities with powers worth abusing.

All WoD games have the subtext of "keep your head down and don't disturb the status quo because there's always a bigger fish". You might not be constrained by paradox, but you might upset the spirit balance, start a turf war or attract unwanted attention.

>>36957923
Thanks for running OP :)

Alright, so as of this post sup/tg/ is still not up. I'm saving this webpage personally before going to bed, mainly to record proof of it's existence. If I come back and find the thread still here and suptg is back up and running, I'll archive it then.

Don't bump the thread any more than just general discussion.