>>39666437
>Look for buyers for the rest of your harvested organs... somehow

Maybe our new friends now someone

>>39666437
>Those rules
Jesus Christ OP that sounds like an awful way to run a quest.

>>Look for buyers for the rest of your harvested organs... somehow

>>39666535
>Jesus Christ OP that sounds like an awful way to run a quest.
Sorry. Could you tell me what seems wrong? I changed the rolling rules based on feedback from yesterday.

Look for buyers

>>39666459
>>39666535
>>39666650
You finish your breakfast quietly. Your uncle seems to be distracted by the other news that morning.

After having finished your meal, you retreat to your room and ponder a way to sell your organs. You need the money, and you don't want those organs to stay in the freezer for too long. You need a buyer, but where will you find one?

>Hang with East Side
>Hang with West Side
>Craigslist
>/b/
>Write-in

>>39666690
>Hang with West Side

>>39666690
>>Craigslist
Because it's in character. Don't forget to use a shitload of proxies!

Craigslist

>>39666690
>Craigslist

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>>39666735
>>39666737
>>39666884
Using at least seven proxies with locations ranging from Alaska to Zimbabwe, you surf around on Craigslist looking for questionable advertisements. You find a rather shady looking advertisement from someone looking for medical supplies. The adress given is a hospital on the other side of town, with no instructions other than "ask for Dr. Andrews"

>Go for it
>Drop it
>Write-in

>>39666931
>>Go for it
When we meet him, don't out right tell him what we're selling, of course. Scope him out a bit first.

Go for it

>>39666931
Go for it.

>>39666955
>>39666958
>>39666979
Everyone seems to be relatively in agreement for now. Time to make some harder choices... I hope

You set out and leave, telling your uncle some flimsy excuse about getting some fresh air. There's a bus going directly to the hospital, so you don't take a long time getting there.

Arriving at the adress, you notice that it's a rather shabby private clinic. You don't have a good feeling about the place, but decide this is your best chance of actually succeeding in the organ harvesting business. You enter and ask the receptionist if Dr. Andrews is available. You're asked to wait for five minutes, after which the receptionist leads you to Dr. Andrews office. You are greeted by a tall woman with frameless glasses, blue eyes and raven hair neatly tied into a bun. As you shake hands, you notice her loose grips. "Good afternoon, I'm Dr. Andrews. How can I help you?"

>Bring up the craigslist advertisements
>Bring up your organs
>Bring up your other organ
>Write-in

>>39667048
>>Bring up the craigslist advertisements

Bring up the Craigslist advert

>>39667048
>Bring up the craigslist advertisements

>>39667048
>Bring up the craigslist advertisements
Also, anyone else realize our niggas in the hood probably saw the news and learned we took the dealer's organs?

>>39667267
Probably but it's irrelevant

>>39667267
>implying they watch the news

>>39667119
>>39667121
>>39667238
You bring up the Craigslist ad that brought you here. She looks you over from top to bottom before responding. "It's a bloody job, not to mention legally questionable. It's not the kind of work I'd let a boy like you do."

>Prove your worth with your freezer organs
>Prove your worth by retrieving fresh organs
>Write-in

>>39667293
>Prove your worth with your freezer organs
Way ahead of you doc.

>>39667293
>>Prove your worth with your freezer organs

>>39667293
>Prove your worth with your freezer organs

We should make sure we and the Doctor talk about the same thing.

>>39667386
This right here

>>39667386
This right here

>>39667312
>>39667354
>>39667386
>>39667397
You carefully try to clarify matters. "Just to clarify, what exactly are we talking about?" The woman looks at you condescendingly. "Organs, kid. Now run along boy, you have no business here." Now that the deal is clear, you tell her that you actually have some organs to prove your worth, but shee seems unconvinced and wants to see things for herself. She takes off her doctor's coat and leads the way outside, to her car. It's a nondescript white van, almost too nondescript. You don't worry about it, because you know your uncle isn't at home. Around this time he's probably at work.

Before long you arrive near your place. With the car parked a few blocks away, you show her into your uncles appartment and show her the organs you've harvested. "Kidneys... bladder... spleen...". Dr. Andrews looks up at you sternly. "And you're hiding all of this at home? This is your first time doing this, isn't it?" She packs the ziplock bags into her case of medical supplies. She then hands you $200 and her business card. "Next time, contact me before you do something stupid."

Congratulations on your first real payment.

>Call some of your homies and partay
>Save the money, meet up with East Side
>Save the money, meet up with West Side
>Save the money, tell Dr. Andrews you have another organ to show her
>Write-in

>>39667559
>Save the money, meet up with East

I assume the other organ is our dick?

Save the money and meet up with east side

>>39667559
>Save the money, meet up with East Side
No spilling the beans yet.
We need to come up with an excuse for leaving Uncle's house before we can keep working.
Also, we're a monster, and I'm not sure how to deal with that.

>>39667627
>Also, we're a monster
We quite literally are

>>39667559
>>Save the money, go home and finish watching the latest anime you're following.

>>39667589
>>39667608
>>39667627
Having finished your first "job" and having recieved your first payment, you decide to hang with the East Side gang. You send a text to the phone number you were given and ask if they're doing something. You get a message back that some of the boys are hanging out at an appartment. You get the adress and are on your way.

When you're let into the appartment, it grows eerily silent. There are at least twelve men and women present, but none of them say a word. After a while, the host speaks up. "Did you cut out that South Side nigga's organs?"

>Yes
>No
>Write-in

>>39667835
>Yes

We could maybe deal with them if they get aggresive, using our yokai powers.

>>39667835
>Yes

>>39667835
>Nyet tovarish, he was left with 5 bullets to the stomach yes? Now is time for party?

When in doubt fake shitty russian accent go.

>>39667835
>>Yes

>>39667856
>>39667862
>>39667870
>New votes haven't come in for a while so I'm just going for the one with the most votes.

The mood in the room has grown increasingly tense and all eyes are on you. You have no idea how to lighten the mood, but you don't want to lie to these guys either. You just reply with a mumbled "yes".

All gangsters in the room look at eachother, than back at you. The host speaks up again. "Nigga, you ice cold! Watch your back out there, or South Side is gonna fuck you up."

Slowly but steadily, the mood lightens as the guests start doing their own things.

>Look for T.G.
>Propose another hit on South Side
>Just mingle
>Tell them about the organ harvesting
>Write-in

>>39668228
>Look for T.G.

>>39668228
>>Just mingle
Just chill the fuck out and hang wit yo niggas.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rEaPDNgUPLE&hd=1

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>>39668228
Look for T.G., let's try to instill some appreciation for culture and DFC into these animals.

>>39668228
>Propose another hit on South Side

>>39668436
This

>>39668436
Agreed

Sorry im late OP

>>39668262
>>39668367
Eradicate shit taste

>>39668320
Chillin' wit da homies

>>39668436
>>39668537
>>39668790
Hit on South Side

>>39668436
>>39668537
>>39668790
we scary NEET nao, blue oni gonna not just be in our dreams soon. chill with TG for my vote

You draw some attention to yourself and propose another hit on South side. There are some mixed reactions. One gangster pulls out his gun and instantly shouts "Hell, I'm down!". Another outright refuses. "I ain't gettin' into none of yo' disemboweling shit, nigga." In the end, only T.G. and two others are willing to go. You have your crew, now you only need a method.

>Walk around in South side and cap the first fool you see
>Drive-by
>Write-in

>>39668849
ask our crew about south side and where to find a good target. also be up front about the disembowling and offer to give them a cut.

>>39668877
This

>>39668877
Supporting this

>>39668877
also just realized i accidentally pun'd.
don't actually cut them, give them a cut of the profits.

>>39668849
>Go kidnap some younger bothers and sisters of the South Side gang and have the South Side gang work for you.

>>39668877
>>39668888
>>39668943
>>39668962
You ask your little crew about some good targets from South Side. They think for a moment before one of them comes up with something. "There's this bar downtown, South side thugs always hangin' out there. Too crowded tho." You take in that information and while you consider it, you also come out clean. "Guys, we need a clean hit here. I intend to harvest their organs and sell them for profit. Work with me, keep this a secret and you'll get a nice cut."

>Go to the bar, start a shoot-out
>Go to the bar, wait until the South side thugs leave
>Write-in

>>39669084
Go to the bar, wait until the South side thugs leave

>>39669084
>Go to the bar, wait until the South side thugs leave

Lets trail them.

>>39669084
Well, do we roll to see what their reactions are to that proclamation?

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>>39669165
never ever prompt the dm to roll for shit he isn't making rolls for.

>>39669084
Wait till they leave

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>>39669165
A surprisingly good idea. Start rolling faggots.

>>39669238
It's too late, it's already happening.

>>39669084
rollin' reaction

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>39669165
Curse you anon

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Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>39669270

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>39669270
Shieeeet.

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>39669270

>>39669303
>>39669356
>>39669415
Moderate success

>>39669107
>>39669111
>>39669268
Go to the bar, wait outside

One of the guys walks out on you. "Nah, Chinaman. I'm gangsta, but I ain't no crazy foo'". That leaves only T.G. and another guy as your crew. T.G. drives the two of you to the bar in his modified Impala while you ride shotgun and the other guy sits in the back. During the drive, you learn that the other guy is called Dwayne. Drive-by's are his forté, but by his own admission he's a pretty decent shot on foto as well. His weapon of choice is a TEC-9 semi-automatic handgun.

Before long, you arrive at the bar downtown. T.G. parks a bit further down the street, but close enough to keep an eye on the bar. He then turns off the engine and lights of his car. After waiting for roughly half an hour, you see a few young men wearing gang colors leave the bar. "That's them! Ice the fuckers!" hisses Dwayne.

>Drive-by
>Keep following them
>Write-in

>>39669506
We must wait for the opportune moment if we wish to harvest. Follow them.

>>39669506
>Keep following them

>>39669506
>Drive-by
Great speed is a great asset indeed. - the Dark Art of War

>>39669506
We're too close to the bar, tail them and then ice them quiet if they don't notice, if they do ice em from the impala

>>39669576
But we cant harvest if we drive-by.

>>39669576
>Drive-by

>>39669538
>>39669569
>>39669609
Follow

"Calm down, Dwayne." You say, as you try to draw T.G.'s attention and point to them. "Follow them, maintain your distance." T.G. follows your orders and watches four men get into their own car and leave. He then drives behind them, keeping his lights extinguished and maintaining his distance. The car seems to be taking an inland road, probably headed to the suburbs.

>Drive-by
>Gain on them and bash them off the road
>Gain on them and block the road, start a shoot-out
>Write-in

>>39669698
>>Gain on them and bash them off the road

>>39669801

>>39669801

>>39669698
>Gain on them and bash them off the road

>>39669801
>>39669860
>>39669897
"They're isolated now" you whisper. "Bash them off the road. We can kill them and hide the bodies afterwards." He follows your orders.

Roll to bash those South side bustas off the road
You're almost becoming a real mob leader! I'm so proud of you!

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>39669947

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>39669947
Keep on rollin baby

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>39669947

>>39669997
>>39670020
>>39670024
T.G.'s car modifications prove their worth. He gains on the South side car rapidly and steers sharply to the right, bashing into the South side car. The South side gangsters fire a few shots that damage the windows and car seats, but don't hit anyone. Two bashes later and the South side car has rolled off the road, into a bush. It appears to be upside down.

T.G. stops the car and all three of you get out to investigate. You come closer, but a bullet only narrowly misses you. A firefight ensues.

Roll once again.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>39670080

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>39670080

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>39670080

>>39670105
>>39670129
>>39670137
The more experienced T.G. and Dwayne look for cover, but your inexperienced self learns the hard way that a firefight is completely different from assassinating some hapless drugdealer who never even saw it coming. You just stand there, pulling out your glock and firing a few rounds. Through sheer luck you manage to hit one South side ganster in the chest, but in return you're shot in the throat. Everything goes dark and you can feel your body getting colder.

A normal human would've been killed by bullet to the throat. Luckily, you are no ordinary human, no longer at least. You wake up moments later and see that the firefight is over. You feel something burning in your throat and you quickly roll over, coughing and eventually vomiting. Your vomit seems to contain traces of blood and even a bullet! You trace your fingers over your throat and discover that the entry wound of the bullet has now become a mere scratch.

Dwayne and T.G. look at you as if they've just seen a ghost (can you blame them?). T.G. is the first one to open his mouth. "The fuck are you, nigga?"

Roll again.

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>39670210
I am... Oni Lee.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>39670210
"More then human, it's a recent change."

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>39670210

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>>39670243

>>39670243
>Natural 20!

You slowly rise up and look over your two friends. "I am... Oni Lee". The anime-savvy T.G. expresses his surprise. "Oni? You mean some devil or some shit? Sheeiiit Chinaman, you scary!". "I'm glad you on our side, Oni" adds Dwayne. "Fuck, I don't wanne mess with you!"

You have a succesful attack, two loyal followers and four corpses under your belt. What will you do now?

>Harvest the organs, bag 'em and go home
>Harvest the organs, bag 'em and store them in a gang safe house
>Call dr. Andrews
>Write-in

>>39670308
Call Andrews

>>39670308
>Call dr. Andrews

How far away are we from the hospital?

>>39670308
>>Call dr. Andrews

>>39670308
>"I got like this from eating a heart, it's as easy as that."

>>39670308
>Call Dr. Andrews. We have a few more organs for you. Hang up and say you just ate the dealers heart to become an I I.

>Okay /tg/, you is a NEET. what do?
>become cannibal supervillain

>>39670340
>>39670356
>>39670355
>Pretty far, you're almost outside of the city proper and in the suburbs

"What now?" Dwayne asks. You don't say anything, instead you whip out your phone to ask Dr. Andrews for help. "Miss Andrews? I have four new donors for you. Care to pick me up?". You can hear the woman sigh from the other side of the phone. "I'm not your mother, boy. I'll come over to pick them up... just this once." After that she hangs up.

About fifteen minutes later a white, non-descript van stops near the crash site and Dr. Andrews hops out. "Come on boys, load 'em in! We need to hurry before an actual ambulance get here." You and your two friends load in the corpses relatively quickly. The good doctor fishes $1200 out of her pockets and hands them to you. "Four corpses in relatively good state, not bad for a rookie. Divide the reward among your henchmen as you see fit, then get out of here. You don't want to get caught loitering here." With that, dr. Andrews enters her van and drives away.

Another job, another wad of cash. How will you divide the spoils?
>Sharing is caring, $400 each.
>You deserve more, $600 for you, $300 for your henchmen
>Claim the lions share! $1000 for you, $100 for each of your henchmen

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>>39670356
This

>>39670520
I did not see this coming, but I'm not disappointed per se. Just worried that "NEET quest" is no longer an appropriate title.

>>39670523
>>Sharing is caring, $400 each.
Equal risk, equal reward.

>>39670523
Sharing is Caring.

>>39670523
what the fuck is a NEET gonna do with all this dosh, figurines? split it evenly.

>>39670523
>>You deserve more

>>39670523
>Sharing is caring, $400 each

>>39670591
Now we have the money, now we get the bitches.

>>39670595
Git dat green

>>39670547
>>39670552
>>39670607
Be a good boy

You're holding a lot of dosh in your hands, more than you'd ever imagine your unemployed self would have. As tempting as it is to just keep it all to yourself, your mates did their part in earning it. You split the spoils evenly.

"Sheeiit nigga, this some easy money! If I got cash like this for every mothafucka I iced, I'd be rich!" shouts the enthousiastic Dwayne. T.G. is obviously overjoyed, but contains it better than the other ganster.

Another day, another hit, another wad of cash. What now?
>Par-tay! Go to the club, make it rain!
>Ask G.T. to drop you off downtown, finally buy an ona hole
>Go home, lay low
>Write-in

>>39670696
>>Ask G.T. to drop you off downtown, finally buy an ona hole

Time to get back to our roots, also maybe a random encounter?

>>39670696
>Go home, lay low
Try to remember to keep their hearts next time

>>39670696
>Ask G.T. to drop you off downtown, finally buy an ona hole

>>39670696
>Ask G.T. to drop you off downtown, finally buy a pocket pussy

>>39670696
order the latest in imouto pussy for our personal use.

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Fuck that, lets buy a hooker, I bet our boys got the hookup.

>>39670730
>>39670797
>>39670816
>>39670837
Pocket pussy

>>39670750
Lay low

>>39670696
Also we should figure out where we can drop off new patients if we find some if Andrews is going to be a bitch about picking them up.

>>39670844
>being physically intimate with another human being

Ewwww. Pocket Pussy all we need, bro. Remember, we are supposed to suffer from severe social anxiety. Utterly not giving a fuck to the point of becoming an organhavesting gangbanger demon can only go so far.

>>39670844
This so much.

Maybe we can get lucky and she will be an american monster to.

You ask T.G. to drop you off downtown. From there on, you make your way to a major sex shop. You've got the money, you decide to spoil yourself. You buy yourself an extra tight imouto-model ona hole, enough lube to keep your ona hole functioning for quite a while and some hentai DVDs and Visual Novels. You're planning to have a little party tonight, all by yourself

>$100 expended
>$500 left

You leave the store with a featureless brown bag full of naughty goodies and make your way home. Once you enter your uncle's appartment, you see the man of the house watching his favorite... adult programming on tv. "Hey Hikki, you're out pretty late. That's not like you."

>Just getting involved in gang wars and harvesting organs, no biggie
>I met some new friends and we're hanging out
>There's this girl I'm seeing
>YOU'RE NOT MY REAL DAD
>Write-in

>>39670919
>I met some new friends and we're hanging out

>>39670919
>Write-in
I kind of... Got a job...

> I went to buy anime and a pocket pussy uncle , no big deal.

>>39670844
>>39670871
>Our boys hook us up with a prostitute
>She's Asian, like us
>Tries to eat our liver before we can do the deed
>She was a kitsune
>Survive because we red oni now
>First waifu acquired.

>>39670919
>Write-in
"Job hunting. You know how it is."

>>39670919
>Just getting involved in gang wars and harvesting organs, no biggie

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>>39670968
lol

>>39670961
This

We're on the 5th page again, so just picking the option with the most votes.

>>39671324
>>39671008

"Job hunting. You know how it is." Your uncle gets up and walks towards you. "You think I don't know what you were up to? You think the neighbors didn't see anything?" You can feel your heart sink. You don't even know what to say, what to do. There's so much you've kept hidden, so much that's simply unbelievable. You just want to sink into the ground and disappear.

Your uncle gives you a friendly punch against your shoulder. "I know you were taking someone home. I knew you weren't a goody two-shoes like my brother. You're a real playboy, just like your dear old uncle!" He laughs. "But leave the older women to me. A playboy like you should get a nice, young girl."

>Write-in and roll a d20

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>39671801
>'Yeah sure'

go to our room and enjoy our purchase

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>39671801
>Sure thing Uncle
Then promptly go to our room, lock the door, close the blinds, and enjoy our new ona hole.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>39671801

>>39671801
lol he thinks we're boning andrews

>>39671835
>>39671866
>>39671885
"Yeah, sure thing uncle." you reply without conviction. You don't have time for this, you're just happy that your secret is still safe. You head out for your room, gleefully anticipating the pleasure of your new purchase. You've barely booted up your computer for your night long fap-a-thon when you hear strange noises coming from the living room. First you hear rapid gunfire and the sound of shattering glass. Then a loud explosion. You rush to the living room and see whatever remains of your uncle. His belly has been blown open by whatever explosive was used, and he can barely keep his guts inside of his body.

>Comfort your uncle
>Look outside to see who/what caused this mess
>Call Dr. Andrews
>Call a real ambulance

>>39671970
>Comfort your uncle

>>39671970
look outside to see who/what caused this mess

Look outside, if nothing's there call Dr. Andrews and specify that we need a patch job done.

>>39671994
This

>>39671970
>Look outside to see who/what caused this mess

>>39671970
FEED HIM A HEART FOR PERVERT YOKAI UNCLE

>>39671970
>Eat your uncle.

>>39672025
THIS

LOOK OUTSIDE, GO BERSERK ONI ON YOUR ENEMIES, FEAST ON THEIR FLESH AND FEED THEIR HEARTS TO UNCLE

>>39672025
This.
If any of those niggas are still here, rip their heart out and have uncle eat.

>>39671970
>Write-in; eat your uncle's organs

Changing >>39671994 to >>39672025

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>>39672043
thirded

>>39671996
>>39672001
>>39672020
>>39672025
>>39672043
>>39672047
>>39672047
REVENGE

>>39671994
>>39672008
Comfort him

>>39672027
>>39672050
Sweet! Free food!

You feel afraid, shocked... angry. You rush to the shattered window and look outside to find any traces of possible perpetrators. The street is relatively empty, save for a single car driving away. You can clearly see the ones inside: two South side gang members. They must've caught wind of your activities and were probably trying to kill you.

You will take their hearts. You and your uncle will feast on them.

Roll d20.

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>39672137
Wreeee....

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>39672137

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>39672137
WAAAAAAAAAAAAGH

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>>39672137

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>39672137
BONZAI, MO'FUCKAS!

is our uncle religious in any way?

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>39672137
The beasts is coming

>>39672159
This quest escalated rather rapidly, huh?

>>39672144
>>39672148
>>39672153
Your rage and your lust for revenge seem to feed your red oni essence. You jump out of the window and make a fall from the fourth floor. Such a fall would normally kill a human, or at least break some bones, but you're no longer a mere human. You land on the street, denting the asphalt, and catch up to the car. A single leap lands you on the car's roof. You punch down with both fists, breaking through the roof, and drag its two occupants up through it. After that, your hands dig deeply into their guts, and you feel your way up their ribcages to tear out their hearts. This gruesome act slowly and painfully kills the South side gang members. You quickly make your way back to your Uncle's appartment and offer him a heart, taking the other one for yourself.

Roll d20

Remember when this was a lighthearted quest about a NEET trying to move out of his uncle's appartment?

>>39672192
Didn't consider it. I guess he has the standard Shinto beliefs but doesn't really take them seriously.

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>39672293
FEED, UNCLE

AND LIVE

EMBRACE OUR HERITAGE

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>39672293
FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>39672293
Trust me, im a Qm. I know how you feel, quest tend to get complicated quickly.

Rolled 3, 1 = 4 (2d20)

>>39672293

>>39672328
>>39672330
>>39672343
>>39672345
Naturally when we NEED a high roll all our rolls screw up. Someone please roll a 16-20!

>>39672328
>>39672330
>>39672343
>Ouch...

You rush to your uncle and tear off a bite sized piece off one of the hearts and put it in his mouth. He tries to swallow it, but coughs and spits it out. "This means you've discovered your oni heritage, right?" whispers your dying uncle between coughs and heaves. "Just like your father. Sadly, I wasn't blessed with that same power." He coughs heavily, spitting out some blood. "All he wanted was to have me raise you like a normal boy. I'm sorry I've failed, Hikki... Ryuga...". With that, life fades from his body.

>Sweet, free organs!
>Call T.G. and Dwayne, we're going on a rampage
>Gather the East side and West side gangs, we're going to war
>Call Dr. Andrews
>Write-in

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>39672367
Is already ogre, friend.

>>39672428
>Burn his body and place the ashes in an urn, to which we'll make an incense shrine with.

>>39672455
This

>>39672455
This, then we call up the T.G. and Dwayne and go to war. Ask them to convince the East and West side gangs to help us, otherwise we RIP AND TEAR without them.

>>39672455
Enshrine the remains of our uncle, who allowed us into his home and was there for us when we were at our lowest.

Then... we take vengeance.

>>39672486
This anon has the right idea

>>39672455
Going with this

>>39672486
Supported

>>39672293
>>39672343
I'm also a QM, and while my quest has never gotten as out of hand as this, I've seen it happen before. Gotta give you props for all the improvisation Questmaster, I dunno if I could have pulled something like this off for more than one thread. Also, you might want to consider getting pictures for characters. It's not important, but it doesn't hurt.

>>39672455
>>39672466
>>39672487
>>39672486
The explosive has caused some small fires in the living room. You use them to burn your uncle's remains. After that, you hurry to the kitchen and empty out a three large candy jars, which you use to gather your uncle's remains. "I'm sorry, uncle. We'll have to get you a proper urn later." You pack the candy jars as well as your other supplies into your backpack and leave the burning building.

Out on the streets you can see a few people leaving their buildings. The sight of the exploded residence as well as the brutally murdered gangsters that have been pulled up through the roof causes panic. Some people take pictures with their cell phones while others call the cops. You quietly leave the area and text T.G. and Dwayne. You ask them if they're down for a rampage. You also tell them to get the East and West side together for an old fashioned gang war.

After a few minutes of wandering around aimlessly, as far away from the crime scene as you can, you get a text form T.G.

"Sorry man, not now. We'll get everyone ready tomorrow morning"

>Find a place to stay (write-in)
>Go on a one man rampage

>>39672542
Thanks mate, I appreciate the compliment. The pictures aren't a bad idea, maybe I'll do that for the next quest.

>>39672593
>Stay at some motel

>>39672593
>work off some tension with our bag of goodies, and is that a dildo thrown in? Oh, the shopkeep shouldn't have...

>>39672593
>go hotline miami on their asses

>>39672639
>>39672682
Both of these

>>39672593
>Stay at some motel

>>39672682
No anon, no dildos. Pls no.

>>39672814
Shshshsh, it's not gay, we just like the feeling.

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>>39672639
>>39672682
>>39672773
As much as the anger burns in your heart, you probably need to catch some sleep. You've had a long day and the death of your uncle made you feel like a wreck. You have enough money on you to get yourself a place to sleep.

You walk around until you find a small, shabby motel. The hygiene standards aren't exactly top notch and there's no food being offered, but at least it's cheap.

After having paid for your room, the first thing you do is take a quick shower to wash the sweat, grime and ashes off of yourself. After that, you throw yourself on the bed and watch some tv. Unsurprisngly, there's a special news broadcast covering the attack on your house. On tv you see a young male journalist standing in your street.

"As you can see, this was a brutal massacre. Two men were somehow pushed up through the roof of their car and disemboweled. If you look up there, you can see a residence that's utterly ruined. The police has evacuated all inhabitants of the building out of safety precautions."

The broadcast switches to a split screen between the journalist on location and a much older journalist in the studio. "Brandon, do you think this is related to the disemboweled man that was found yesterday? Do you think this is a serial killer's signature?"

"The police have stated that they have no real leads yet, but they don't exclude the possibility of a serial killer being involved. Some representatives have also claimed that this might be part of a larger gang war. The current theory is that the resients of the building were mistakenly targeted in a gang-related attack."

The camera switches to the old man in the studio, and behind him the images of yourself and your uncle, a chubby yet jovial man, appear. "The residents of the building were Toshi Mori and his nephew Hikki Mori. Both men are missing. Our hopes and prayers are out for them, wherever they are."

1/2

>>39672968
>Our hopes and prayers are out for them, wherever they are."
Oh shit, turn the TV off and pull up some heavy metal on our laptop.

>>39672968
The broadcast then assumes the format of an interview. The older journalist in the studio is having a discussion with a police representatives, who elaborates on the gang problem in the city and explains the arguments for and against this attack being gang related.

You decide to switch off the news and stick one of your hentai DVDs in the DVD player. After having intensely deflowered your ona hole you fall asleep.

Once again you're tormented by a nightmare. You are once again a large, red ogre, but this time you're being repeatedly punched in the face by a larger blue ogre. "You've killed your uncle too. You bring death everywhere you go. You're not a murderer, you're a monster."

>END OF QUEST


Well... that went really dark really fast. Nevertheless, I'd like to thank you all for joining me. The next part will be up somewhere in the weekend, probably Saturday.

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>>39673073
Good stuff, QM, good stuff.

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>>39673153
Thanks mate, I'm glad you enjoyed it.

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>>39673225
OP image for next time?

>>39673073
Thanks for running mate.

>>39673254
No, no. We will not feed on the innocent. The South Siders' mistake was killing Uncle in their attempt to destroy us.

We are a monster, yes, a killer, yes, but we will have our own rules.

>>39673073
Noice QM. See ya next time

>>39673073
Thanks for running man. I'd apologize for how far we've derailed this quest, but you seem to be having fun and honestly, I want to see how far the rabbit hole goes.

>>39673305
>I'd apologize for how far we've derailed this quest, but you seem to be having fun and honestly, I want to see how far the rabbit hole goes.
Well, that is half the fun isn't it? Seeing where everything goes, purely based on the whims of /tg/ and the dice.

So, we're going to take Uncle to see the big american titties, right?

>>39673699
Every week.

>>39673223
...Noice

>>39673699
He'll have to watch them in the big titty bar in the sky