>(2/2)

Sometimes you look around at this place and you almost see something from another age, when mankind lived in tiny, feeble tribes, and civilization was a circle around a campfire, and the world was nothing but endless dark. The hunters go out, come back with food. People eat. People sleep. Repeat.

You guess there’s the mini-radio Noriko brought back when she last went out shopping. You’re not sure if there’s batteries in there. You check your watch.

>Present Time: 16:45 PM

You guess you’ve got a meeting later. Lucas said the Corsairs and the Young X-Men were meeting ‘tonight’, but failed to specify a time. You guess you’ll leave in an hour or two.

You got a reply back from Peter earlier. He said he’s down to help – it’s the least he can do, apparently. Funny. If memory serves you, you’re the one he helped to save from death by mad scientist. You’re not sure if you want him coming into the Scar and seeing that thing or if you should just procure a sample somehow. You’ll think about it.

Speaking of stuff you’re not sure of, you still haven’t sent a reply to the Agency.

>Hunger Level: 4
>Current Funds: $1,108

>[ ] Message Noriko, ask if one of them can get a sample for Peter.
>[ ] Tell the Agency you’re okay with meeting Kamar.
>[ ] Tell the Agency you’re NOT okay with meeting Kamar.
>[ ] Check the radio, you could do with some music.
>[ ] Follow Lucas’ example, work out a bit.
>[ ] Write in.

>>37310024
>[ ] Follow Lucas’ example, work out a bit.
Time to get /fit/
Too bad we can't afford to bulk

>>37310024
>[ ] Message Noriko, ask if one of them can get a sample for Peter.
>[ ] Tell the Agency you’re okay with meeting Kamar.
>[ ] Chat with Lucas

>>37310024
>[ ] Tell the Agency you’re okay with meeting Kamar.

money money money
MONEY

>>37310024
>[ ] Check the radio, you could do with some music.
>[ ] Tell the Agency you’re okay with meeting Kamar.
>[ ] Follow Lucas’ example, work out a bit.

these

>>37310024
Whose kamar again?

>>37310139
Mr. Kamar is the guy who commissioned the job you did with Remy. You know absolutely zilch about him.

>>37310139
the guy that wanted us to spy on the mobster party meeting.

>[x] Message Noriko, ask if one of them can get a sample for Peter.
And to see if the thing is still there
>[x] Tell the Agency you’re okay with meeting Kamar.
Maybe do one of those lotus position meditation things to align your chakras so we don't want to feast on the sweet, sweet flesh mankind has to offer

>>37310024
>>[ ] Check the radio, you could do with some music.
>>[ ] Tell the Agency you’re okay with meeting Kamar.
>>[ ] Follow Lucas’ example, work out a bit.

>>37310161
inb4 he's actually Creeper or Mystique

>>37310024
JJ's Hunger seems to keep going up faster these days.
>[ ] Message Noriko, ask if one of them can get a sample for Peter.
>[ ] Tell the Agency you’re okay with meeting Kamar.

On conditions. E.g. Public place.

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>>37310195
Turns out, he's actually Kramer.

>>37310195
nah dude, it's actually Mr. Negative
he got out awfully quick before the s6 attacked
I wonder why

>>37310024
>[ ] Message Noriko, ask if one of them can get a sample for Peter.
>[ ] Tell the Agency you’re okay with meeting Kamar.
>[ ] Check radio
>[ ] Work out with Lucas

Looks like

>[X] Message Noriko, ask if one of them can get a sample for Peter.
>[X] Tell the Agency you’re okay with meeting Kamar.

Are clearly in the green. I'm gonna split this vote up since that can be written so quickly, and the decision as to what you guys are doing after is contested. So, after you do that stuff, you:

>[ ] Check the radio, you could do with some music.
>[ ] Follow Lucas’ example, work out a bit.
>[ ] Talk to [insert].
>[ ] Take a walk, get some air.
>[ ] Write in.

>>37310300
>[ ] Check the radio, you could do with some music.
>[ ] Follow Lucas’ example, work out a bit.

>>37310300
>[ ] Check the radio, you could do with some music.
>[ ] Follow Lucas’ example, work out a bit.

>>37310300
>[ ] Check the radio, you could do with some music.

news bulletins! or spoopy mindfucks

>[ ] Take a walk, get some air.

>>37310300
>[ ] Check the radio, you could do with some music.
>[ ] Follow Lucas’ example, work out a bit.
Get Swole Montage is in effect. Work the Lizard Elf Booty.

>>37310300
>>[ ] Check the radio, you could do with some music.
>>[ ] Follow Lucas’ example, work out a bit.

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>>37310300
>[ ] Write in

Tell Noriko to not let Gabby near it.

>>37310300
>>[ ] Follow Lucas’ example, work out a bit.

>>37310024
>>[ ] Tell the Agency you’re okay with meeting Kamar.

Did we ever tell Laura why we were afraid since the end of the last thread?

>>37310300
>>[ ] Talk to Laura, come clean about all the weird shit you've been experiencing so she's in the know

>>37310411
No we didn't, and we should

>>37310300
>>37310419
I forgot, we should probably tell Laura about the dream shit. Kick Layla out of the tent though

>>37310300
>[ ] Talk to Laura

>>37310411
>>37310452
"I'm not saying it was Typhon but it was Typhon"

>>37310470
That last part might be worth it just for her comments.

>>37310300
>>[ ] Check the radio, you could do with some music.
>[ ] Take a walk, get some air.

>>37310300
>>[ ] Talk to Laura
>>[ ] Kick Layla out of the tent

>(1/2)

After some consideration, you decide that you really don’t want Peter getting pulled any further into the whirlpool that is the Scar. He can look at this thing, whatever it is, just fine through a microscope. In fact, that would be better, right? He’d have trouble lugging all the crap he might need down to the Scar.

You withdraw your phone and send a quick message off to Noriko, asking if she can get a sample of that gross fleshy stuff for Peter to look at. While you’re at it, you send a second text to the Phantom, telling her you’re okay with meeting this Kamar guy. You’re not, really – the Phantom said it herself, he seems suspicious – but you need the money, and the Agency can only pay you if they get paid.

Shuffling to your feet, you wander over to the dark, black stain left by your occasional campfires, where Noriko’s radio sits. Might as well have a go. You flick the power on, and immediately, the lyrics to something smooth, wistful, and decidedly early-nineties issue forth.

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

>(2/2)

You guess she keeps it topped up.

Your head swaying a little to the sweeping back and forth of the rhythm, you decide to follow Lucas’ example and try to work some of the tension out of your muscles. There’s gotta be a reason he’s doing it all the time.

You start relatively uncreative, trying a bunch of push-ups, but it’s trivially easy to support your own weight, and you’re forced to get interesting with your regime. First you try a press-up or two, then you try it with a bag of groceries balanced on the sole of either foot… then you try it one-handed.

It’s barely a challenge. Eventually, moving with tentative slowness, you push yourself up onto the tips of two fingers, and find that it’s only slightly harder to keep going like that.

Huh.

“Are you pumping iron, JJ?”

You glance up, looking as far back over your shoulders as you can (it’s actually pretty far. You’re mad flexible, it seems). Layla is leaning out of Laura’s tent, a small, gremlinoid smile on her face.

“Are you pushing the limit?”

You shake your head.

“You need weights to pump iron, Layla.”

You notice Laura looking over her shoulder, her eyes running over you. She’s staring at something on you, but you’re not sure what. And… is she biting her lip slightly?

>[ ] Stop, talk to [insert].
>[ ] See if you can balance Layla on your foot while you press-up.
>[ ] “Hey, you guys want to dance? We’ve got music.” And time.
>[ ] Write in.

>>37310822
Didn't the agency already pay us though?

>>37310852
yeah, check dat booty Laura!

>>37310852
>>[ ] See if you can balance Layla on your foot while you press-up.

>>37310852
>>[ ] See if you can balance Layla on your foot while you press-up.

>>37310852
>>[ ] Stop, talk to Laura.

>>37310857
Half now, Half later.

>>37310857
They did, but they assumed that Kamar would be happy with what JJ provided. Looks like Kamar is holding off paying them for now.

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>>37310852
>[ ] See if you can balance Layla on your foot while you press-up.

>>37310852
>[ ] Stop, talk to Laura.

>>37310852
>[ ] See if you can balance Layla on your foot while you press-up.
Push it to the limit

>>37310852
>[ ] See if you can balance Layla on your foot while you press-up.

>>37310852
>>[ ] See if you can balance Layla on your foot while you press-up.
Might as well try. Even if it does end in a stack of Laylas.
>You notice Laura looking over her shoulder, her eyes running over you. She’s staring at something on you, but you’re not sure what. And… is she biting her lip slightly?
The lizard-elf booty has claimed its first victim.

>>37310852
>[ ] See if you can balance Layla on your foot while you press-up.

Instead, how about she stands/sits on our back?

>>37310972
And it wont be the last
>>37310979
>not standing on our foot
We will be the greatest hobo circus known to man

>>37310852
>>[ ] See if you can balance Layla on your foot while you press-up.

>>37310979
Considering adhesive touch, she's less likely to fall off our foot.

Topics for the council meeting
>Mysterious fleshbag
>Soylent green
>Tell the corsairs how to do petty crime without kicking up a lot of dust
>Discuss future plans, such as forming sanctuaries on hidden places

>>37311182

Seconded.

JJ putting his criminal knowledge to good use? I love it.

And also discuss making a council-type government among the Scar mutants.

Sorry about this wait, guys, I just got an important call. I'll be a little bit longer.

>>37311182
>>37311284
Yes, what NY needs is a small army of disgruntled mutants moving from petty theft to drug and human trafficking. Nothing but good can come out of this.

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>>37311334
>to drug and human trafficking.

When did that get brought up?

Oh wait, it didn't.

>>37311334
If he was to go through with this plan (which i don't support myself really) it would probably be teaching proper methods of theft etc such as not to be identified as mutant or get caught.

Folks need to survive, might as well try in a way that is least damaging to everyone involved.

>>37311385
>JJ during a robbery

So.. he's what sucking the frogs dick?

>>37310852
>Write in

See if we can switch to handstand push ups. If thats too easy go to one hand. If we still need more of a challenge, ask Layla and Laura for suggestions.

>>37310852
>You notice Laura looking over her shoulder, her eyes running over you. She’s staring at something on you, but you’re not sure what. And… is she biting her lip slightly?

the ass is already paying off

>[ ] “Hey, you guys want to dance? We’ve got music.” And time.

>>37311566
We could do that thumb shit that only like 10 people in the world can do

>>37311334
Can you point to me at which point I said that?
Because I'm pretty sure I said.
>Tell the corsairs how to do petty crime without kicking up a lot of dust

As far as I'm aware, drug and human trafficking are pretty fucking major crimes.

>[X] See if you can balance Layla on your foot while you press-up.

“Hey…”

You know what, this is really, really easy. You could do this all day. Or for an hour, at least.

“Want to see if I can balance you on my foot?”

Layla stops, blinks, and, almost immediately, murmurs a low, drawled-out “Yessssss.”

The ensuing minute or two of weirdness is mostly successful. You have to stop her once or twice as she tries to lift herself up by the arch of your foot, her shoes scuffing at your chin as she scrabbles for purchase, but eventually you manage to get her sitting rather comfortably up there, her hands poised on her eyes and her eyes leering down at the world below.

She’s insanely light. Or she feels insanely light, anyhow.

“I am now the queen.” She states. Drawing a hand off one hip in an elaborate, overstuffed motion, she jabs a finger down at Laura. “You, servant girl! Fetch me my royal chocolates, so that I may enjoy them.”

Laura responds with a long, opaque stare, before vanishing back into her tent.

“Disobedience!” Caws Layla. “JJ, retrieve her for me.”

>[ ] Lol no.
>[ ] Yeah okay.
>[ ] Ask what she and Laura were talking about.
>[ ] Write in.

>>37311737
>>[ ] Yeah okay.

>>37311566
That's what press up is.

That's what you're doing.

>>37311737
>[ ] Ask what she and Laura were talking about.

>>37311737
>[ ] Yeah okay.
>[ ] Write in

Do a handstand, still keeping Layla on our feet, and walk up to the tent like that.

>>37311737
>>[ ] Ask what she and Laura were talking about.

>>37311737
>>[ ] Yeah okay.

>>37311737
Dis bitch just call our waifu a servant girl?

>>37311737
>[ ] Ask what she and Laura were talking about.
also make her stick to our feet so she can't run

>>37311737
>>[ ] Yeah okay.

>>37311737
>>[ ] Ask what she and Laura were talking about.
Let's not be completely childish.

>>37311737
>[ ] Ask what she and Laura were talking about.
>[ ] Yeah okay.

>>37311737
>>37311833
This.

>>37311737
>>[ ] Yeah okay.

>>37311737
>[ ] Write in

"Nay cruel tyrant! No that you've shone you're true colors you must be deposed for the good of our kingdom!" throw her into the air, handspring onto our feet, catch her, tickle attack, then go after Laura.

>>37311795
This amuses me.

>>37311737
Pls do eet.

>>37311737
Do this:
>>37311795

>>37311795
>Laura, the butt is approaching.
>Wut do?

>>37311795
>>37311892
And this is where things went from Homeless Mutant Quest to Katamari Damacy quest

>>37311972
>butt approaches, wat do?

See >>37310918

>>37311737
>[ ] Yeah okay.

>>37311737
>[ ] Yeah okay.
Oh look, a segue into talking to Laura about actual important shit

>>37311737
Congrats on three digits Crusty.

>[X] Yeah okay.

Hmmmm. Yeah, okay.

Keeping yourself vertical, you place your free hand back on the ground and, taking a moment to get used to the weirdness of moving in upside-down-land, and pad your way toward Laura’s tent. Layla cackles with glee.

“Since when could you do this!?”

You have to think about that. You’ve been pretty good at bouncing around on stuff for a while. You’re not quite sure when it was that you became a one-man circus act, but it must’ve been sometime over the last few days.

“Dunno.” You chuckle malevolently. “I wasn’t really sure I could, actually.”

You feel Layla grab ahold of your ankle at that. Hah.

Furling downward, you pull your knee in, bringing Layla back down to the ground. Swaying a little awkwardly, she slides off, and you let yourself fall forwards into sitting position. You roll your shoulders and slip into Laura’s tent.

It’s neat in here. What few changes of clothing she owns lie, perfectly folded, in one corner. Her sleeping bag is rolled up and stowed to one side, a stark contrast to the way you let yours sit and grow more and more weathered after each passing day. Laura sits in on the other end of the tent, her legs crossed into a lotus and her hands held slack upon her knees. She sniffs tentatively at the air, and one of her eyes creaks open.

“Hey.” You mumble, waving a little.

>[ ] Apparently she has to go get chocolate or something.
>[ ] Ask her what she and Laura were talking about.
>[ ] Tell her what you haven’t told the others, about the thing you found that morning.
>[ ] Write in.

>>37312393
>>[ ] Tell her what you haven’t told the others, about the thing you found that morning.

>>37312393
>[ ] Tell her what you haven’t told the others, about the thing you found that morning
After getting rid of Layla of course.

>>37312393
>[ ] Apparently she has to go get chocolate or something.
>[ ] Ask her what she and Laura were talking about.
>[ ] Tell her what you haven’t told the others, about the thing you found that morning.

All in the most adorably awkward way possible.

Start with the chocolate thing, first, though.

>>37312393
>>[ ] Ask her what she and Laura were talking about.
>>[ ] Tell her what you haven’t told the others, about the thing you found that morning.

>>37312393
>>[ ] Ask her what she and Laura were talking about.

>>37312393
>[ ] Tell her what you haven’t told the others, about the thing you found that morning.

>>37312393
>>[ ] Tell her what you haven’t told the others, about the thing you found that morning.
Tempting as it is to ask, this is serious.

>>37312393
>[x] Apparently she has to go get chocolate or something.
Let them eat chocolate

>>37312393
>[ ] Ask her what she and Laura were talking about.
>[ ] Tell her what you haven’t told the others, about the thing you found that morning.

>>37312393
>>[ ] Tell her what you haven’t told the others, about the thing you found that morning.

>>37312393
>[ ] Tell her what you haven’t told the others, about the thing you found that morning.

"I almost ate it."

>>37312393
>>[ ] Apparently she has to go get chocolate or something.
>>[ ] Tell her what you haven’t told the others, about the thing you found that morning.

>>37312393
>[ ] Apparently she has to go get chocolate or something.
>[ ] Ask her what she and Laura were talking about.

Veto on talking about the scary shit. Thread 100 Laura time.

>>37312393
>>[ ] Apparently she has to go get chocolate or something.
>>[ ] Ask her what she and Laura were talking about.
>>[ ] Tell her what you haven’t told the others, about the thing you found that morning.

All the things

>>37312393
>Tell her what you haven’t told the others, about the thing you found that morning.

>>37312393
>[ ] Ask her what she and Laura were talking about.

>>37312393
>[ ] Tell her what you haven’t told the others, about the thing you found that morning.

>>37312393
>.
>[ ] Apparently she has to go get chocolate or something.
>[ ] Ask her what she and Laura were talking about.
>[ ] Tell her what you haven’t told the others, about the thing you found that morning.

Everything

>(1/2)
>[X] Spill

“Uh… one sec.” Thinking back to Layla, you duck back out, withdrawing a slim stack of notes from your pants. Her eyes home in on them immediately. “Layla, these are yours. Go bother Lucas for a while, okay?”

She glances up at you in confusion, and spends a second or two trying to angle her gaze over your shoulder, as though there must be something incredible waiting behind you, but eventually she accepts your bribe and clears off. Five… four… three… two… one…

You hear Lucas’ voice yelping in surprise.

>Current Funds: $1,090

When you turn back inside, Laura has apparently given up on meditating, sitting at ease – or, as close to at ease as she can manage. She nearly always has one heel pressed against the ground in readiness, waiting to spring her up into action. Her eyes scan the dull, grey fabric of the tent’s flooring rather than chancing an encounter with yours, and for a moment you can’t help but feel a little nervous. Does she think you’re gonna do it again?

Eventually, you break the silence.

“So, yeah… hey.” Urk this is awkward, how do you go from this to a conversation about extremely strange eating habits. “I wanted to talk to you about today…”

She nods. “You are keeping something from the others.”

“Y-yeah…” You scratch nervously at your neck. About 90% of the courage you had last night has mysteriously vanished, it seems. “Well, the thing is…”

You tell her what really happened – all of what happened. You tell her about that sickening, familiar, wonderful tug you felt from within yourself. About the way the smell of the seemed to surpass its base components and speak to you in a language innate to you. About the desperate, sudden need to feed, and how it remains, dormant but by no means gone, in the whispering dark at the back of your mind.

>(2/2)

She sits there and she listens in silence, taking it in slowly. You can feel her pulse stepping, just very slightly, out of pace, though.

“I can… understand... how that feels.” She says, finally. You perk up curiously. “Being controlled by an urge you cannot contain.”

Her hands drift up to her their opposite forearms, closing around her almost protectively.

“Do you believe this has something to with you, personally?”

You… you don’t know. Maybe? You’re not sure. You can think of a few things it could be, but… it felt personal. It felt like something in you was responding to it.

“I guess…” You knead your fingers across your temple. “I don’t know, it just made me think about what you said earlier, about what I’d do when I couldn’t adapt fast enough anymore…” Something bursts. The words tumble out. You try to catch them, but it’s too late. “I feel like, ever since I got out of that cocoon, I’ve been burning up somehow. I feel like I’m running into a wall and I can’t stop. I feel like there’s something wrong with me.”

She watches you in silence, the terrible fullness of what you’ve said dragging through you like a length of wire, growing worse and worse with every second that passes without interruption. Finally, she begins to shift over the ground toward you, moving quietly and carefully, until she’s so close you can taste the essence of her breath.

Slowly, her every movement panging with hesitation, she brings her lips to yours.

They’re soft.

>[ ] Kiss back.
>[ ] Wait a minute um what is she sure?
>[ ] Write in.

>>37313403
>>[ ] Kiss back.

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>>37313403
>Kiss back
with tongue

>>37313403

>[ ] Kiss back.

>>37313403
>[ ] Kiss back.

>>37313403
>>[ ] Kiss back.

>>37313403
>>[ ] Kiss back.

>>37312641
>[x] Write in.
this is a serious issue you can't distract me with sex
bur, really really, >[x] kisss back

>>37313403
>>[ ] Kiss back.

Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>37313403
>>[ ] Kiss back.

>>37313441
With elf lizard tongue

>>37313403
>>[ ] Kiss back.
Easiest vote I've ever made

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>>37313403
>[ ] Kiss back.

>>37313403
>[ ] Kiss back.

>>37313403
>>[ ] Write in.
>>[ ] "Hold on, Laura, I think we should have a serious discussion about our feel--
>>[ ] Ha ha, no but srsly kiss the girl

>>37313403
>>[ ] Kiss back.

>>37313403
>>[ ] Kiss back.

>inb4 willpower check to not eat her face off

>>37313403
>[ ] Kiss back.

This image >>37313493
encompasses what I am feeling right now.

>>37313403
>[ ] Kiss back
GROPE HER FURIOUSLY

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>>37313750
It's Ok
She'll regrow it

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>>37313798

It's what we're all feeling at the moment, Anon.

>>37313750
>>37313838

Pic related.

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>>37313750

Rolled 1 (1d20)

Rolling for performance

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Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>37313403
>[ ] Kiss back.

>>37313940
Now that's the JJ I've come to expect.

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>>37313811
>>37313940

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>>37313940
Oh god.

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>>37313940
lvl 5 agility prevents us from critfailing in agility checks.

>>37313940
Somehow I want Crusty to include this in his next post. I miss crack bitch JJ

>>37314093
I just want happiness.

>>37314093
>Miss crack bitch JJ

He never left tho

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>>37314093

JJ is still a crackbitch at heart, if not in skill.

>>37313940
Oh FUCK penis barbs are real

>>37314144
That big lug is now my head canon for JJ, plus some shaggy hair and beard

>>37313940
And then we vomit into her mouth.

>>37314169

Walking potion: Ten parts sugar, ninety parts whiskey.

And will She-Hulk be our Shirley Moates?

What jobs do you guys think each one of our members could do?

Layla could probably be taught how to knit and make buttload of clothes for everyone in scar at ridiculously low prices.

Kevin probably could work at trash disposal and sculpting.

Noriko can charge car batteries, which can be used for electricity.

Lucas can do plenty of stuff from helping people control their powers to basically acting as a stand-in for energy-based mutants.

Gabby could do courier work I guess?

>>37314248
Noriko should be a courier
for reasons

>[X] Kiss back.

She pushes into you, her lips brushing over yours. She has no idea what she’s doing, simply pushing up against you with greater and greater force every second, her light, gentle touch gradually transform into something urgent and needy. For a moment, you have no idea what you’re doing either. Your brain crackles and pops and stops and everything’s just grey for a second, before you breathe in catch the overwhelming sweetness of her scent, and you feel yourself moving.

It’s like she’s breathing fire into you. You grasp her waist, pulling her toward you. She jerks in surprise, her teeth banging against yours, and you catch the tail end of a muffled squeal as your tongue pushes past her lips. Her fingers twitch and spasm against your chest, unsure of where to go or what to do.

Moving with the urgency of desire, you push her down, pinning her against the ground. Her arms wrap around you, drawing you over her, and you feel your need for her rise in your chest, burning through you, through the both of you. You breathe only her, you feel only her. You run your hands along the contours of her body, tracing them along her hips, her skin prickling even under her clothes.

God, she smells incredible. She smells amazing. You pull your lips from hers for a moment and see her as she is. Her hair spirals across the fabric of the tent. Her skin glows with barely-suppressed heat. Her eyes stare up into you, fixated. She pants heavily, her breath rolling over you, and you feel your chest burn. You descend. You peck at her, planting hisses along her neck and her collar and upon the soft, inviting flesh just above her breasts. She stifles a moan as you run your hands along her back.

You – you feel yourself growl, and you sink your teeth into her shirt.

>Willpower Check
>DC17

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>37314348
Crap.

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>37314348
oh boy oh boy

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Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>37314280
If she does, we should remind her to stay away from mysterious glowing balls.

>>37314348
Ohcrap.

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>37314348

Sorry about all this waiting, guys, things keep coming up.

>>37314379
>>37314363
>>37314362
HAHAHAHA
DEATH TO THE WAIFU

>>37314363
Close, but no dice.

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>37314363
>>37314348
nooooooooooo! So close...

No relationship bonus? C'mon!

>>37314395
You realize that if we spook her, Layra's first reflect is going to be to cut our throat out.

>>37314395
This is not a hunger roll.

Hunger is not the base desire of life, reproduction is.

>>37314386
give me your address and I'll suck your dick to let us not start eating laura

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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>37314348
time to taste the sweetest flesh of them all Mutant

I hope this ends in sex...

>>37314386
>>37314449
What this guy said.

>>37314454

Adult!JJ ends up becoming a super sensory mix of Daredevil and Hannibal Lecter.

Fucking weird but cool too.

Adult as in mid thirties.

>>37314491
You'll suck his dick too?

one way or another

Virgins bleed

>>37314559
No, what he said. I'll vote for him to suck Crusty's dick so we don't eat Larua's face.

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>>37314561
>one way or another
>Virgins bleed

Goddamn JJ never gets a break

>>37314348
>>37314362
>>37314363
>>37314379
>DC17
>Best roll 16
So goddamn close. Does getting that close limit the damage at all?
Poor JJ. Poor Laura.

Looks like >>37314093 got his wish...

>>37314699
I'm not entirely sure, but I imagine the roll for was resisting the urge to rip her clothes off (with our teeth) and we are probably not just gonna start eating her flesh off her bones.

>>37314762
I hope you're right, anon

>>37314699
You guys do realized that we failed the willcheck not to tear her shirt off with our teeth, not tear her throat out...

>>37314813
Lust beats out greed, and even self preservation, in a large portion of the animal kingdom.

That is a dead shirt.

I don't think this was for attacking her, because we would get relationship bonus, and the DC is way too high.

Well more clothes shopping. Lets get some lingerie?

I would say trying to find a way to keep these bestial urges in check should be a priority but man I have no idea whats going on with JJ in the first place. Fucking Typhon.

>>37314933
>Fucking Typhon.

Fucking Dr. Green, you mean.

He's the one who started it all in the first place.

>>37314951
Yeah, but he wasent the one to shove JJ in a mutant cocoon, he also knew wtf he was doing instead of prodding someone else's work.

We should go on a eating spree later on. Too many will saves to bite stuff. We must start carrying beef jerky or something on us for emergency snacking.

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>>37314881
That's the hope. But a lot of us tend to jump straight to the worst case scenario.

>>37315012
Keep our hunger level at 1 at all times huh? JJ now carries around a backpack of munchies wherever he goes.

>>37315012
The main bright side of another level of photosynth is that it works indoors. Should keep the edge off.

You pull. The cheap cotton offers little in the way of resistance, tearing away from her. Her breasts flop free as you get rid of what’s left of her shirt, her exposed, naked flesh quivering at your touch. You take a moment to admire her – her contours, the slender curve of her flanks, the subtle definition of her midsection. God, you want her.

“John”– Her voice peters out into a tiny, desperate wail as you run your tongue along one of her nips, letting your teeth knead playfully along the sensitive flesh surrounding it. Her sweat tickles at your nostrils, egging you on, inviting you. Every tiny, nervous jerk of her body tells you to take her – to take her completely and utterly, to make her yours.

“J-John… your… your smell…” She’s breathing hard. You are, too. “I… I don’t… don’t know how to…”

You trace your tongue along her neck and she moans fitfully, her hips grinding against you.

“I don’t… your smell is…”

She sinks her teeth into her lips and screws her eyes shut, her shoulders shaking, and you realize what she’s been trying to tell you.

It’s the hardest thing you’ve ever done, her scent still thrashing about you, pulling you to her, but you drag yourself off her. Gently, you lift the tiny girl up, and she collapses into your arms, shaking like a leaf.

“It… it feels strange…”

Her fingers dig at the fabric of her jeans, just under her belt.

You guess she doesn’t actually know how to do any of this.

>[ ] Just stay with her, let her calm down.
>[ ] Show her how to please herself.
>[ ] Help her get off yourself.
>[ ] Write in.

>>37315098
>[ ] Show her how to please herself.
>[ ] Help her get off yourself.

Do the first by doing the second.

Also, goddamn this is lewd, Crusty.

>>37315098
>>[ ] Show her how to please herself.
Welp might as well

>>37315098
>Just stay with her, let her calm down
lets not traumatize our girlfriend

>>37315098
>[ ] Just stay with her, let her calm down.

>[ ] Just stay with her, let her calm down.
Then explain birds and bees, in graphic detail.

>>37315050
It's that, or we spontaneously bite people.

>>37315098
>>[ ] Show her how to please herself.

>>37315098
>[ ] Show her how to please herself.

SKREEONK

>>37315098
>>[ ] Show her how to please herself.

>>37315098
>>[ ] Just stay with her, let her calm down.
take it slow now.

>>37315098
>>[ ] Show her how to please herself.

>>37315098
>[ ] Just stay with her, let her calm down.

>>37315098
>>[ ] Just stay with her, let her calm down.

>>37315098
>[ ] Show her how to please herself.

>>37315098
>[ ] Show her how to please herself.

>>37315098

>[ ] Just stay with her, let her calm down.

Go slow. Go with the flow.

>>37315098
>>[ ] Show her how to please herself.
But take it slow, since it seems like JJ is in a little more control. Be gentle and all that.

>>37315098
>[ ] Write in.
fade to black, I don't really care much for this stuff
I wish I was out there fightan the mutant war
now that I've said my piece, enjoy yourselves anons
Happy 100!

>>37315098
>[ ] Show her how to please herself.
>[ ] Help her get off yourself.

>>37315098
>[ ] Just stay with her, let her calm down.
Ain't gonna push.
despite my wishes.

>>37315098
>[ ] Show her how to please herself.
>[ ] Help her get off yourself.

>>37315098
>>[ ] Just stay with her, let her calm down.

>>37315098
>[ ] Show her how to please herself.
>[ ] Help her get off yourself.

>>37315098
Oh god what do I vote!?

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>>37315098
>>[ ] Just stay with her, let her calm down.

>>37315098
>[ ] Just stay with her, let her calm down.
When she's calm, get to the sex stuff.

>>37315098
>>[ ] Just stay with her, let her calm down.

>>37315286
Get calm. So she's no longer in the mood to sex! Then sex!

Great plan.

>>37315098
>[ ] Show her how to please herself.

>>37315098
>>[ ] Show her how to please herself.

>>37315317
Or you know, letting her actually move at her pace.

>>37315286
That makes no sense

>>37315367
Which is a solid choice. Downside, we have to get her a new shirt. Also, everyone outside.
Perfect time for someone to stop by the tent!

>>37315098
>>[ ] Show her how to please herself.

>>37315367
She's grabbing her crotch confused. Her pace is, "Yo JJ how does my junk work?"

>>37315098
>>[ ] Show her how to please herself

>>37315098
>[ ] Just stay with her, let her calm down.

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>>37315430
JJ's face

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>>37315098
>>[ ] Show her how to please herself.

I want to show Laura a new thing she'll like.

Whoa this is close.

>[X] Show her how to please herself.

Appears to have just about won, however.

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>>37315622
Whatever happens, happens I suppose. It'll be a fun ride regardless.

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>>37315622
Ohhh boy

>>37315622
Dr. Green's gonna show Laura how to work the tunnel of love

I wonder who walks in on us?

>>37315727
Noriko delivering the sample.

>>37315622
Weird, I lost my virginity while David Bowie was playing the background as well. This means something!

>>37315098
Don't let this get too smutty, Crusty. I like this quest, I don't want to see it get auto banned because prudes can't handle their shit.

>>37315744
While we deliver a sample?

>>37315756
whuh, smut quests are allowed, what are you talking about?

>>37315756
He could just pastebin it if it's too smutty.

>>37315622
oh well. We should at least explain the birds and bees afterwards. Maybe as we're helping her?

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>>37315778

>>37315791
>>37315756

Smutty text is perfectly acceptable for a blue board, it's the very reason why WST is still allowed

>>37315727
Layla learns something new

>>37315727
Walks in on us? Everyone's awake, knows where we are and there's almost no chance whatsoever of Laura keeping quiet.

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>>37315727
>Layla's face when

"Can you wait a minute? I'm in the middle of someone."

I hope being too forward destroys our relationship with Laura you bastards.

>>37316154
She want this since thread 40, you coward.

>>37316154
>I'm butthurt that my choice didn't win, so I hope this ruins everything

psh, you big baby

>>37316154
>too forward
Anon, I won't repeat what others have already said, but we haven't been forward. This isn't being forward.

>>37316154
Thats pretty petty mang

>>37316154
I hope you voted for sonic scream.

>>37316154
Spite is a poor reasoning.

>>37316256
kek

>>37316267
You poor reasoning!

Any votes not submitted correctly go to Phasing, right?
What happens if Phasing actually wins?

>>37316304
JJ falls through Laura and is lost in the bowels of the earth.

>>37316304
Crusty phases over to the second place winner.

>>37316304
We get phasing

>>37316304
I don't know.
Let's never find out.

>>37316336
Good one.

>>37315137
this guy has it

Remember, don't finish inside. We can't afford birth control, and pregnant Laura is not something we want right now.

>>37316481
Also JJ's mutant genes would do very bad things to a child

>>37316481
She could always stab herself in the gun or jump down some stairs and then let regen fix it.

>>37316481
Jonathan James Junior
JJJ Green

>>37316481
We're not porking her I don't think, just showing her how to get off.

>Crusty makes us roll for our "teaching"
>Crit Fails everywhere
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I-s078lGkVw

>>37316481
I doubt JJ will have the forethought for that.
>>37316506
Hit and miss. He's not beyond compatibility at the moment.
>>37316537
They not sell morning after pills in America?

>>37316537
You fool! The child would regen as well!

>>37316572
>They not sell morning after pills in America?
They're asses about it a lot of the time.

>>37316594
Describe further

>>37316506
>JJ's mutant genes would do very bad things to a child
I think any child these two have would grow up to be just like their dad. So, yeah, probably.
It hurts because it's true.

>>37316572
Birth control isn't subsidized because the Government spends all of their money on anti-mutant robots.

>>37316626
If the person selling it feels like being self-righteous and decides they wanna "teach you a lesson", they'll do everything they can to try to prevent you from getting it or just make it as unnecessarily unpleasant as possible. Hope you like bringing in a ton of documentation, identification, multiple proofs that Laura is over 18, JJ isn't a registered sex offender, that you can read, or any other number of stupid bullshit made up things.

>>37316630
Crusty did mention once JJ's genes settle, having kids should be fine

>>37316717
Or invisibility then steal it.

>>37316717
>Laura
>18
uhhhh

>>37316717
Invisible, walk behind counter, pick it up, Eat the lunch they stored in the staff fridge, walk out.

Invisibility is a brilliant tool vs assholes.

>>37316717
>Laura
>18
Um about that...

>>37316717
Someones salty, you get a kid you didn't want?

>(1/2)

“That’s… that’s totally normal.” You assure her, a little lost as to what to do. You kinda missed most of the whole sex ed thing yourself, but you figured it out as you went along.

Gently, you wrap your arms around her, shifting her onto your lap, her back pressed against her chest. She watches your hands move in curious silence, her breath rising urgently against you, thrumming under her flesh. Fingers fumbling very slighty, you reach down to her belt, unhooking it, and unzip the front of her jeans. She’s wearing some kind of tight, black running shorts underneath, the synthetic fabric clinging close to her skin.

Slowly, carefully, you run your fingers down her arm, leaving a trail of sensitive gooseflesh in their wake. Taking her hand by the wrist, you guide it down to her crotch. You feel her breath catch in her throat as the tips of her fingers nudge clumsily at the flesh just below her waist, and you press your fingers against hers, directing their movements.

She lets out a quiet moan as you run the tip of her forefinger along her womanhood, her back rolling against your chest. You do it again, and again, and again, settling her in to a slow, easy rhythm. The fitful cadence of her breath washes against you and you feel the fire in your chest stir, and – encountering a little resistance from her – you pull her hand back, before pushing it under the fabric of her shorts, pressing her fingers directly against the raw, sensitive flesh of her folds. She moves her fingers up and down, replicating the rhythm you started you off with, her breath rising and falling in erratic fits.

>>37316773
Yes, that would be much easier.

But people have consistently voted in the past to not steal shit just because it would be easier and anon was specifically asking about the difficulties of buying it, so I answered about that.

>(2/2)

Suddenly, you feel her back arch against you, her hips shaking, and you clasp your hand over her mouth, drowning out the long, loud wail that rises up through her as she brings herself to orgasm.

Falling slack, she uncoils down against you, utterly overpowered by the force of her own climax. You kiss the nape of her neck as she slowly drifts off to sleep in your arms, silently wishing that you didn’t have to leave soon.

You lie together for the better part of the next hour, just breathing your fill of each other, but soon enough the world catches up with you, and you can no longer pretend that it will wait just a few minutes longer.

Disentangling yourself from Laura, you watch her sleep for a moment, her chest rising and falling, her eyelids silent and immobile, bereft of dreams, and find yourself feeling as though it would be a sore thing to disturb her when she's sleeping so peacefully.

>Present Time: 18:05 PM

>[ ] Let her sleep while you meet the Young X-Men/Corsairs.
>[ ] Wake her up.

>>37316879
>[ ] Wake her up.
It's what she would want. But do it romantically, because I'm a sucker for that.

>>37316879
>[ ] Wake her up.
We've left her without telling too many times.

>>37316879
>Wake her up

>>37316879
>[ ] Let her sleep while you meet the Young X-Men/Corsairs.
Yay we didn't fuck up!

>>37316879
>>[ ] Wake her up.

>>37316879
>>[ ] Wake her up.

>>37316879
>[ ] Wake her up.

>>37316879
>>[ ] Wake her up.
she doesn't have a shirt on some one could ask her why.

>>37316879
>[ ] Wake her up.
She would want to be with us, this is a pretty big meeting.

>>37316879
>[ ] Wake her up.

>>37316879
>[ ] Wake her up

I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE WAKEUP HANDJOBS NEXT THREAD

>>37316879
If we don't wake her, please re-dress her

>>37316879
>[ ] Wake her up.

>>37316879
>[ ] Let her sleep while you meet the Young X-Men/Corsairs.
smoooooooth operator

>>37316879
>[ ] Wake her up.

>>37316879
>long, loud wail
Haha okay lets find a residence with thick walls now before we do the sexy times.

>>37316879
>>[ ] Wake her up.

>>37316879
>[ ] Wake her up.

>>37316879
>>[ ] Wake her up.

>>37316879
>>[ ] Wake her up.

>>37316879
>[ ] Let her sleep while you meet the Young X-Men/Corsairs.

>>37316879
>[ ] Wake her up.

The summary for this thread better be: She's a screamer

>>37317051
yes

>>37316879
>wake her up
>cuddle down for a bit longer, let them wait a little
(20 minutes or so, not an hour)
>Let her sleep while you attend.

>>37316717
This has not been my experience at all, but then again, I do live in the Northeast.

>>37317254
In North Georgia. Can confirm. Religious people are crazy.

>>37317254
It's terrible in the south, and I'm 22. They really expect the worst of people.

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>>37316914
Romance up in this bitch!

>[X] Wake her up.

You guess she wouldn’t want you running off without her knowledge again. You probably have to stop doing that now.

Leaning over her, you jostle her shoulder just very slightly. She stirs slowly, her eyes flickering open, it taking a moment for reality to penetrate their depths. The moment she realizes you’re there her cheeks begin to turn a bright, sharp red.

“Hey.” You whisper. “I hope you… I mean… I hope that was alright.”

She nods slowly, curling up tighter.

“I’m meeting the gangs now, I guess.” Gangs. Hardly. You’ve been in a real gang. “You can stay here if you like. Nothing’s gonna happen to me.”

Pushing herself up, she shakes her head.

“I’ll come.”

“Cool.”

She grabs her one remaining shirt (urk. You guess you should pick up a new one, or two, or three. You swear you're not usually that... rough), shrugging it on, and the two of you make your way out of the tent. For a moment, you see before you a terrible premonition, the whole gang suddenly standing before you, clapping smugly and shooting off eerily sincere congratulations, but it doesn’t come to pass. Lucas appears to be dozing by the stove, a finished bowl of something tasty lying nearby. From the sound of it, Layla is in her tent.

You and Laura head out into the cold of the night, warmth clinging to your breath and hands clasped together.

-------------------------------------------------------

>HMQ 100: END

Unfortunately, I have some work to finish, so imma have to stop there. Sorry about all the long breaks.

>Congratulations.

>>37317510
Thanks for running Crusty.

>>37317510
thanks for running.

>>37317510
>From the sound of it, Layla is in her tent.

She's practicing what she just learned.

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>>37317510
>congratulations

>>37317510
>For a moment, you see before you a terrible premonition, the whole gang suddenly standing before you, clapping smugly and shooting off eerily sincere congratulations, but it doesn’t come to pass.
>doesn't come to pass.
Damn.
But excellently done Crusty, thanks

>>37317510
Thanks for running Crusty.

>>37317510

Please archive, Crusty.

I'm not at my computer, so I can't do it.

>>37317612
Laura is captured by her "mother" thread 101. The new x-men turn her in for a hefty fee that they can use to help out the other mutants in the scar.

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>>37317510
>You and Laura head out into the cold of the night, warmth clinging to your breath and hands clasped together.
Ta for running, Crusty. And congratulations on breaking into the triple digits.

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>>37317510
>You and Laura head out into the cold of the night, warmth clinging to your breath and hands clasped together.

>>37317654
Someone's already archived, it seems.

>>37317654
Just saw it was archived already.

This is what happens when I can't do it first, Jesus Christ.

No X-point?
Interesting.

>>37317797
Masturbation doesn't give you powers. Trust me. Been trying for years.

>>37317753
Unfortunately.

>>37317510
Animal affnity

thanks for running

>>37317795
Yeah, it's a bit distasteful, but there ain't nothing I can do.