>>37043281
>Bubbles the Frogacle

>>37043281
Bubbles
Boy

Bubbles

>>37043281
>Bubbles the Frogacle
boy

>>37043281

That's right, you're a Frogacle and your name is Bubbles.
Years of experience fighting the Corrupted Mosquitoes have taught you to act both decisively and with patience.

You check yourself for wounds but find none. Obviously these beasts prefer their prey to be as fresh as can be. You shudder at the thought. Then again, you're still wearing a loincloth so they can't be all bad.

No, wait? You sense something is off and your skill in magic allows you to detect some arcane force from within the loincloth.

>IDENTIFIED: Magic Loincloth of Holding

You know this type of magic. This holding spell will trigger the second the 'activation-word' is spoken and restrain the wearer, but without the 'releasing-word' the loincloth will surely explode upon leaving the perimeter of the spell.

You have no time to think.

"Oy oy oy, damm food-stuff, stop making noise! Ve need to prepare yu for ze owner."

You can hear a loud voice from outside the kitchen door. Something is coming and that something sounds big.

You have to act fast.

>Grab a knife and prepare to assault it as soon as the door opens
>Hide beneath a table and wait: patience is a virtue
>Lay still and pretend to still be unconscious
>Other?

>>37043551
>Hide beneath a table and wait: patience is a virtue

>>37043551

>Hide beneath a table and wait: patience is a virtue

>>37043551
>>Hide beneath a table and wait: patience is a virtue

>>37043551

You're a Frogacle, not some bumbling Pigknight. Attacking an enemy you haven't even seen? That's stupid with a capital STUPID.

Instead you quickly spot the nearest table, a small thing but close to the ground. You waste no time and prepare to jump of the cabinet they placed you and the cutting board on.

"Ve silent, food-stuff, ve ain't got no time to mess around with yu! Stay still vhile I open ze door..."

It's now or never. Still,this is gonna be easy... you hope.

>[DEX DC 12] roll 1d20 (best of 3 first rolls)
>crits trump but cancel eachother out

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>37043778
roll... Posting is kind of broken atm

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>37043778

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>37043836
Nice work not failing completely.

>>37043991
It is a fine art, walking on the edge without falling over.

>>37043800

>success

Making jumps like these is nothing for a trained Frogacle. One swift leap is all you need to land and roll under the table, hidden from whatever is about to enter.

You hear the door open, and see it... It's an enormous human head standing on 2 tall, skinny legs and it is carrying a large box in its stubby arms. It doesn't seem to carry any weapons except for the large cleaver it has hanging from its loincloth.

You wonder if it's a similar loincloth to the one you're wearing. Perhaps this 'owner' wants it prey and employees(?) both restrained as an insurance of some sort? You don't know.

The good news is that it hasn't spotted you yet.

It wastes no time and walks towards something resembling a large oven. Besides the muttering of angry curses as the box won't stop shaking, it seems fairly upbeat.

With it back mostly turned towards you, this is your chance... but will you leave its caged victim behind?

>A Frogacle doesn't abandon anyone. Prepare some magic to try and blast its face off!
>A Frogacle is wise enough to handle with care. Distract him with magic, and try to free whatever it has caged.
>A Frogacle has to live. Sneak away... you'll pray for it later.
>Other?

>>37044027
>A Frogacle doesn't abandon anyone. Prepare some magic to try and blast its face off!

Magic is our strongest stat

>>37044027
The second one. Maybe try to use water magic on the fire to create a steam smoke screen, then shiv him in the ankle so he drops the box.

>>37044027
>A Frogacle is wise enough to handle with care. Distract him with magic, and try to free whatever it has caged.

>>37044027

>A Frogacle is wise enough to handle with care. Distract him with magic, and try to free whatever it has caged.

>>37044027
>A Frogacle is wise enough to handle with care. Distract him with magic, and try to free whatever it has caged.

>>37044027

You're not going to let that thing harm anyone or anything anymore. Then again you don't want to raise any alarm... you know you wouldn't be able to handle more than one of them.

A distraction is what you need and you've got all the magic to make it happen.

You start gathering arcane forces in your mouth and commence directing the flow of mana from cheek to cheek.

Hopefully that hit to the head you got earlier won't affect your magic...

>MAG DC 14

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>37044236
FOR THE ... What is our ruler?

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>37044236
Rellolo

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>37044236

>>37044293
Frogstar the Legendary Frogacle, rumoured to have been to catch a 1000 Corrputed Mosquitoes at once!
>>37044295

>success

What a silly thought that was! A Frogacle is more magic than... frog? Even now you've got no problem conjuring up all of the arcane forces you require.

You spend a bit longer to mould the mana in your cheeks and prepare to cast your spell.

You open your mouth and start croaking loudly. But your spell has worked and you don't make a sound, instead a loud croaking noise is heard from within the oven.

"Oy oy oy, vhat is this?" He bends forwards towards the oven. "Who put in ze frog? I hasn't even done ze filet or ze marinade yet?! But vhere is it?... I don't zee...?"

The creature looks around anxiously and quickly decides to open it. He reaches forward with his enormous head to get a better look at the inside of the seemingly empty oven.

Bing Bing Bing! Your frog-senses tingle! This is it! If you take a big leap you might be able to push it inside the oven and burn that bigheaded monster alive...

>STR+DEX DC 16 (1d20)

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>37044476

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>37044476

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>37044476

>>37044498
Damn nice, lots of 18s tonight.

>>37044476

>success

You're on a roll today! Frogstar would be proud to see a Frogacle take a leap the way you did.

You took a deep breath and jumped with all your might and jump you did. You landed right on his backhead(?) and gave him a good push towards the oven.

His head trapped you required but a few tongue-lashings to get his skinny leggs and stubby arms in there with him. It felt wrong to burn the him alive though and having been knocked unconscious you figured you could just leave him neatly packed inside the oven.

You turn your attention towards the box and hear a soft voice calling to you: "Is someone there? Help me, please."

The voice sounds foreign but you are not about to abandon it because you don't recognize its species by voice...

You slowly reach towards the box and switch the crude lock which kept it closed.

When the box opens you realise you were right: it is no fellow Frogacle. Instead inside the box is...

>Piggers the Pigknight (boy/girl)
It's a Pigman and plenty strong to escape this slaughterhouse. It lived on its parent's farm and that's exactly where it'll be going.
STR 3
DEX 2
MAG 1
>Peckers the Chickeninja (boy/girl)
It's a Chickenman, hailing from the mythical plains of corn. It trained for years to master the Art of the Sneaky Peck and it will be escaping this place.
STR 2
DEX 3
MAG 1
>Snaily the Wanderingsnail (boy/girl)
It's a Snailman, part of a mythical race living amongst the foliage of Purr. It has no arms but its magic is honed and its shell durable.
STR 2
DEX 1
MAG 3

>>37044694
Piggers is a great compliment to us.

>>37044694
>Snaily the Wanderingsnail girl
We shall create new race that has 4 in MAG! And then by using our magic it shall get 2 in STR and DEX

>>37044694
>>Piggers the Pigknight

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>37044694
>Snaily the Wanderingsnail

1) boy
2) girl

>>37044694
>>Peckers the Chickeninja (boy/girl)
Gril

>>37044694
>piggers

>>37044694
>>Piggers the Pigknight (boy/girl)
Girl.

>>37044694
>Snaily the Wanderingsnail

>>37044694

It's certainly no Frogacle. I mean the woman inside is DEFINITELY not a Frogacle... It's a Pigwoman, a scantily clad Pigwoman: she's wearing nothing but a bra and some... panties?

You take a good look at them and your suspicions are confirmed.

>IDENTIFIED Magic Bra & Pantie of Holding

"What you looking at, boy!" She seems to have regainded her composure compared to the soft cries of help you heard earlier. "Ain't you never seen a woman b'fore, cause you better be closing that mouth right noaw!"

You nod and avert your eyes as she lifts herself out of the box. You blush, slightly ashamed to have been caught in a moment of weakness.

She looks towards the oven and gives you a smug grin. "We told 'im we'd be cooking 'im if he ain't gonna let us go. Seems I be keeping that promise!" She walks towards the oven, swaying her hip a bit too much for your taste.

She's not gonna burn that thing alive now, is she?

"Damm, boy, help me out will ya? I ain't got no idea how to turn this shizz up?"

Oooooh, seems she IS gonna burn him alive... Surely you'll intervene?

>Stop... her? ... we're not animals... I mean... still! Oh, and ask her name while you're at it...
>Distract her! Who is she and what's she doing here?
>Let her enjoy herself... she doesn't seem all that good of a listener. Asking questions can wait!
>Other? Combination of things?

>>37045048
Stop her by distracting her.

>>37045048
>>Stop... her? ... we're not animals... I mean... still! Oh, and ask her name while you're at it...

>>37045048
>Stop... her? ... we're not animals... I mean... still! Oh, and ask her name while you're at it...

>>37045048
>>Distract her! Who is she and what's she doing here?
If that fails, then
>>Stop... her? ... we're not animals... I mean... still! Oh, and ask her name while you're at it...

>>37045048

>Stop... her? ... we're not animals... I mean... still! Oh, and ask her name while you're at it...

>Stop her by distracting her

>>37045048

You have no idea why she's so quick in deciding that thing should burn but you haven't exactly made up your mind yet.

"Wait, miss... uhm?" You begin. "Tell me who you're first, and what you're doing here. This IS the Monster Restaurant, right?"

She turns around, the look on her face telling you that's she's not about to start chattering. Luckily you have your hidden ace.

"I did just save your skin, miss..." She sighs and turns to face you. That seems to have done it.

"Name's Piggers, and thank for the save... Really am grateful but this' something I HAVE to do." She looks troubled. "Why? Can't we just get out of here... he's unconscious. He won't be a problem anymore. We could-"

"No, boy, that ain't happening. We in the main building noaw, we ain't gonn be escaping..."

"...How do you know that?" She lets out a long sigh and your feel it's storytime. Well, at least she's not going to burn that thing any time soon.

"Legfaces we call 'em. They the legs of this Restaurant... They be going all over the world to get 'em prey for their master." You know that much: you were told those scary stories by the older boys. The 'Legfaces' is a new one though. "They be takin' and takin' all sorts of things to serve fo' their master and 'is customers, big bad monsters who feel like gettin' an easy meal fo' once."

You remind yourself that you're in a dangerous place at a dangerous time. "And? What's that got to do with you?"

She turns back around and you hear a faint squell. "They took me sister, lil' Snorkie... me and me brothers wen't after 'em... got all the way in but they ain't so stupid... took us down and locked us up. Brothers been eaten since, and so did me sister, I guess... Promised them I'd take me revenge. I SWORE I would, boy, so you ain't gonna stop me!" She continues to toy around with the oven, looking for the right buttons to get it burning.

You have to do something, right? Right...?

>... do something?(describe)
"

>>37045583
>"Can we at least have him remove the enchantments on our undergarments?"

>>37045583

>Turn it on for her.

>>37045636
I like this

>>37045636
How do you plan to do that? We can't really force him.

>>37045716
I am sure if he had a choice between that and death, he would choose the former. Plus, we may have ways of making him... cooperate.

>>37045716
He's trapped in an oven. How can we not force him?

>>37045779
Do you think he can't get out once he comes to?
Are your ovens lockable?

>>37045792
I have a lockable oven... I don't know if the one in the game is lockable or not. I don't want to meta game...

>>37045583

"... Okay, for your brothers and your sister." She smiles, the first genuine smile you've seen today. "You ain't bad, boy, thank you..." She looks at you rather expectantly, whisking you towards the oven. Obviously she has no idea how to operate it. You did just get an idea...

"Piggers, wait... those things we're wearing are enchanted. If he could remove them that'd be really, really great." She starts laughing and points towards your loincloth. "Tug at it, boy!"

You were not trained for this. This is going wrong, all wrong. What would Frogstar say?!

"Don't be no pansy, boy, here I'll do it!" She's walked up to you before you got the chance to run for the door. She pulls your loincloth and you feel a weird sensation run through your body. "It's... It's like skin? No, that's ridiculous... I mean it's pretty nifty magic, but that's-..." She gives you that smug grin again. "We asked 'em, boy, told 'em no clothes were gonn' keep us from rippin' 'em eyes out! Want to know what they told us?" She points towards the trapped Legface. "Oy oy oy, that cloth be part of ya noaw, food-stuff, we cook 'em right with ya... only the master be able to remove them and he ain't even doing it fo' us!"

That could have been a decent imitation you figure, if only she hadn't sounded exactly like she always does.

"And really, boy, you gonn' give that Legface a chance to make some noise? That ain't smart, now is it?!"

You have to admit she's right, so you can't do much besides turning on the oven. It's an easy thing to operate and you wonder if she happens to be from a 'rough' part of her farm.

"Thanks, boy, that be one down and few more to go!" She spend a few moments rubbing her forehead before she continues. "What we gonn' do noaw? You got any idea?"

You decide you might as well get a move on before someone comes to check up on the food.

>Loot the kitchen for anything of use? Yes? No?
>Ask Piggers something more?
>Proceed through the kitchen door?
>Other?

>>37046288

>Loot the kitchen for anything of use? Yes

>>37046288
Loot the kitchen.
Ask piggers if she can teach us any magic.

>>37046288

>Loot the kitchen for anything of use? Yes

>Ask Piggers something more?
So.....do you happen to have a boyfriend or anything like that on the outside world?

Lets get a sexy Ms. Piggy to go with our Kermit

>>37046288
>Loot the kitchen for anything of use? Yes

>>37046288
Loot the kitchen, lets get ourselves a sieve to wear As a fencing mask.

>>37046288
>>Loot the kitchen for anything of use
Grab a knife for ms. piggy
Also ask her to stop calling us boy, we do have a name

>>37046288

Escaping might be your first priority but you're not green enough to give up an opportunity like this. It's time to loot this place and at the very least get something resembling a weapon. That cleaver would do for one of you, but perhaps you can find something easier for you to wield.

"Piggers, we really should take a look around here first. We might find something that'll help us get out of here..."

"Sure thing, boy, but I ain't thinkin' we got lots of time to spare 'round here."

She's right, you know she is but your gut feeling tells you there's something waiting to be found. You might as well strike up a conversation as you look.

"Sooooooo, Piggers, you got any Pig-magic that could help us?"

"Me? Magic?" She looks at you as if you'd asked her to fly you both out. "Ain't got a single magical bone in me body, boy! It's all ripplin' muscles fo' this girl." Suddenly she frowns. "I do got some scary mojo going on, ain't noone messin' with me! Peeps always backin' out of a fight! Pretty magical, right?" You figure she's kinda intimidating, but you can't tell whether that's really some sort of magical aura or just who she is.

"What does your... uhm, boyfriend's think... I mean, his opinion on that is, Piggers?"

She looks at you with the widest grin you've ever seen.

"You really ain't no playe, ain't ya, boy?!"

You spend the rest of your search with your head tucked between your shoulders. Even you realise how embarrassing that just was.

>roll 1d10 for your loot
>roll 1d10 for luck
>I'll continue this quest tomorrow! Leave some suggestions and some feedback if you want... this really is a lot harder than I'd have thought.
>I will stay around to answer some questions if needed though

Rolled 3, 16 = 19 (2d20)

>>37046960
Have you excepted waifuing this early?

Rolled 6, 5 = 11 (2d10)

>>37046960
rolling

>>37046990
two d10 bro

Rolled 7, 7 = 14 (2d10)

>>37046960

>>37046960
Cocktease

Rolled 5, 10 = 15 (2d10)

>>37046960

What did we win op???

>>37046990
Honestly, you guys made some suprising picks.
>assuming all girls:
Piggers was the tough, big woman
Peckers was the silent tsundere
Bubbles was the gentle priestess
Snaily was the shy, little girl

I'd guessed Bubbles or Snaily would've become insta-waifus. Piggers-waifu was a suprise though!

>>37047196
>implying /tg/ doesn't love musclegirls

>>37047196
Good stuff OP, a good, straight to the point quest. You do well at taking everyones opinions and ideas and wrapping them well into good long and meaty posts. Would lurk in thread again.

>>37047196
>not expecting Kermit to pick ms piggy
It's like you don't even know Jim Henson.