>>40285474
MISSION ONE: DEVIL MAY CARE

Suddenly, your eyes snap open. You're staring at the ceiling of your apartment, the room lit by the soft electronic glow of your quiet television. Looking to the right, the digital clock on your coffee table blinks 3 AM. You were sleeping on your brown couch, when the sound of a child crying loudly from across the hall has awoken you. "Daddy! Daddy!! Why are you- STOP PLEASE!" She screams. Rubbing your face, you sigh. The only other tenets on this floor of the apartment that could hear the screaming are the few junkies, and Mrs.Cobbler, who's a deaf ex-librarian. It's really not fair that you're the only one bothered by this. The little girl's yells persist, followed by the pained moaning of an older woman. The mother, probably. You hear her half cry out, more of a blubbering wail than an actual angry scream. "You drunk piece of shit! Look what you're- AHH!!" She screams as there's a loud crash, and a thud. You sigh, and sit up fully, swinging your legs around to rest them on the ground. You're dressed in a pair of gray jeans and a black T-shirt, a size too large. You're rather thin, and about six feet tall. You rub your face and glance around the room as the arguing and yelling from across the hall continues.

Your small apartment is littered with beer cans, pizza boxes, and utterly devoid of care. The most important bit seems to be the video game station at the foot of the small television, which is currently playing some sort of adult humor cartoon. "Fucking bitch!" you hear a manly voice yell from across the hall before glass shatters. This is ridiculous. What can you do about it?

Cont.

>>40285493

>A. Go over there and bang on the door, demanding the man to leave his family alone.
>B. Go over there and bang on the door, demanding some goddamn peace and quiet.
>C. Call the police and tell them about a domestic disturbance. Take it up with the owner tomorrow before work.
>D. Find your headphones and put some music in, going back to sleep. Take it up with the owner tomorrow before work.
>E. Find your headphones and put some music in, going back to sleep. Fuck these guys! What's their problem that they have to have an argument at three in the goddamn morning? Maybe if you're lucky they'll get in a car wreck.
>E. Write-In.

Should clarify that voting begins once the first vote is posted, then the 10 minute window starts.

>>40285512
>>A. Go over there and bang on the door, demanding the man to leave his family alone.
Really none of our business but fuck that sounds brutal.

>>40285512
>B. Go over there and bang on the door, demanding some goddamn peace and quiet.

Assholes. We're just trying to sleep

>>40285512
>B. Go over there and bang on the door, demanding some goddamn peace and quiet.

>>40285512
>B. Go over there and bang on the door, demanding some goddamn peace and quiet.

>>40285512
>B

>>40285512
>A. Go over there and bang on the door, demanding the man to leave his family alone.

>>40285570
>>40285577
>>40285670
>>40285671
You stand, frustrated. While what ever is happening over there is none of your business, it became your business the moment it started to interfere with your sleep. You step over garbage and pull your door open, not bothering to close it as you step across the hall and bang your fist on your neighbor's door. "Shut the hell up over there! I'm trying to sleep!" You hear the voices within suddenly halt. "What did you do with my family!? What did you-.." Sudden silence, as the apparently deranged father marches over. He speaks once more, stopping a few steps away. "Don't fucking move." You're guessing that he's telling whoever he's beating on to freeze. The door opens, a simple chain lock revealing the tired eye of a large man. He's several inches taller than you, and his massive hand grips the frame of the door. He also has an unkempt beard, seemingly the result of days of neglect. All in all, he looks like hell. Not that you care, considering you'll look even worse come morning if you can't get some shut eye. He growls at you, clearly detesting the interruption of his late night activities. "What the hell do you want?"

You cross your arms, standing your ground. "Didn't you hear me? I want you to save whatever you're doing over there for daylight hours. Some of us have to work in the morning. Just because the junkies in the building are too stoned to give a shit how loud you're being doesn't mean I don't. Quiet down, or we're going to have a problem."

Cont.

>>40286074

His eye narrows, and the burly man shuts the door only to unhinge the chain lock and swing it fully open. He's easily over 250 lbs, and wearing a red flannel shirt. You peer behind him and get a glimpse into the house, furniture scattered all over the dark living room. There's not a single light. Although it's faint, you swear you can hear the ragged sobbing of a woman. The man steps forward, blocking your few and placing a hand on your chest, pushing you back a step. "Go back to your apartment. I'm disciplining my...family. There are more important things than the demands of some punk."

What are you going to do?

>A. Tell him that if he doesn't quiet down you're going to call the cops.
>B. Tell him that if he doesn't quiet down you're going to kick his ass.
>C. Flip him the bird, and tell him he's right. You don't have time for a cowardly wifebeater like him.
>D. Flip him the bird, and call him a fatass.
>E. Punch this fatass in the gut.
>F. Write-In

>>40286104
few. view*.

woops

>Miniseries Anon

Y-you're not THAT Miniseries Anon are you? I haven't seen that name since /co/

>>40286104
>>B. Tell him that if he doesn't quiet down you're going to kick his ass.

>>40286131
I am in fact that Miniseries.

>>40286104
>B. Tell him that if he doesn't quiet down you're going to kick his ass.
Trying to get some goddamn sleep man.

>>40286104
>B. Tell him that if he doesn't quiet down you're going to kick his ass.

>>40286104
>D. Flip him the bird, and call him a fatass.

>>40286104
>B. Tell him that if he doesn't quiet down you're going to kick his ass.
Nothing in the world more annoying then some fuck waking you up when you are trying to sleep.
>>40286131
Who is that miniseries?

>>40286104
>D
haw haw

>>40286164
This day certainly turned around for me. Glad to see you're still around mini!

>>40286206
Mini used to be a wite fag back on/co/ that wrote some sort stories about Teen Titans Quest while the QM was talking a break

Man that quest was great. I still miss it

>>40286374
We all do. Still glad for that bit we got a year ago.

>>40286134
>>40286165
>>40286191
>>40286206

You scowl. Fuck this weirdo. "If you don't quiet down, I'm going to kick your ass." You point a finger at him, and poke it in his chest. The man looks down at you with a deep frown for a few long moments, before laughing loudly. It echoes across the hall, and you know what he's going to say before he says it. "Try it, you skinny faggot! I'll beatcha to death with your own arms if you don't get the hell out of here!!" The sobbing across the room intensifies, and the man turns around to yell at his wife. "I said quiet the fuck down! I've got company!" You wince. Goddamn this family is loud. Suddenly, you see a woman step into the light of the hallway, with dark hair and a pink nightie. Within a single glance, you can see the numerous bruises and even a busted lip and a laceration across her eye. She screams at you wickedly, and you instinctively feel pangs of fear in your gullet. Holy shit. She looks like someone's been trying to kill her.

The man turns heel, and marches towards the woman, furious. "MOMMY!!!" You hear a child scream, somewhere in the darkness. The woman cowers, throwing her arms over her head as she prepares for the blow. The man has his fist raised high.

>A. Punch him in the back of the head.
>B. Kick him in the back of the knee.
>C. Stand there, and slowly head back to your apartment. Call the police, this is clearly something they should handle.
>D. Stand there, and slowly head back to your apartment. Fuuuuuck this.
>E. Write-In

>>40286492
>>B. Kick him in the back of the knee.
Then when we starts to fall
>A. Punch him in the back of the head.

>>40286492
>E. kick him inna nuts from behind
I would normally say fuck this but we have work in the morning and we need sleep god damn it.

>>40286492
>C

>>40286492
>E. Write-In
Look for something useful to strike with and hit him with it. Aim to knock him out.

>>40286492
>B
>E: Look for something to bash him with. Like a lamp. Then do so.

>>40286492
>B. Kick him in the back of the knee
Then
>A. Punch him in the back of the head

Knock him out and get to bed

>>40286548
>>40286621
>>40286762
>>40286784
You can't just let him go to town on this woman, plus you really need to get back to bed. Work is in four hours, so it's best to finish this as quickly as you can. You take a step in after him as the blow falls, and the woman cries out in pain. The sound of his fist hitting her is meaty, and you're sure that her cheekbone is probably broken after that. You're looking around for something to hit him in the head with as he raises his fist again, and are surprised to find that a fire ax is leaned against a wall next to the door. He was probably keeping it there to deter anyone who might try to stop his abuse. Without the woman stepping in, you could have gotten an ax to the gut. You grip the wood, and grimace. Time to put this fucker to sleep.

Kicking forward, you strike the back of the knee and cause him to fall. He frantically tries to reassert himself, but you bash the blunt end of the ax into his head. He falls forward onto the legs of his wife, who's crawling away back into the darkness frantically, holding her face. There's blood leaking from the back of his head, but you seriously doubt that you killed him. You drop the ax and sigh. Jesus christ, this isn't what how you were hoping this would go down. What do you do?

>A. Ask if she's alright. Turn on the light and walk over, search for the little girl too.
>B. Ask if she's alright.
>C. Head back to your apartment. Fuck this.
>E. Write-In.

>>40287015
A

>>40287015
>"I'm keeping this ax."
>C

>>40287015
>>A. Ask if she's alright. Turn on the light and walk over, search for the little girl too.

>>40287015
>"I'm keeping the ax."
>Throw her the phone so she can call the police.
>C

>>40287015
>C

>>40287034
Run a thread dammit.

>>40287015
>>40287097
>C

We could care less about murdering him, because we are simply too tired to care.

Then think otherwise halfway ans comeback and

>A. Ask if she's alright. Turn on the light and walk over, search for the little girl too.

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>>40287097
>>40287151
>>40287168

"I'm keeping the ax." You state. With the cause of the disturbance handled, you walk away, shutting their door, and leaving the family in darkness. Marching across the hall, you can hear the woman quietly sobbing, but the moment you slam your own door shut the sounds are too muffled to be a bother. You set the ax next to your couch on the floor, and plop back down in an instant. You look over to your television to see the conclusion of the episode that was on when you had awoken, and slowly drift off when the next one begins. You rest all night long, until the alarm on your coffee table awakens you at 7 AM. You stand up and get dressed for work before grabbing a bowl of cereal, and heading out the door.

Your eyes drift to the closed apartment door where the family lives, and you wonder what that man had to say when he finally woke up. He didn't make a peep for the rest of the night, so hopefully everything's settled now. You get on your bike, and head out. The damn thing cost you a pretty penny, but your savings are a decent size after working a few years at the factory. You see Robbie at work, standing off the side and munching on a sandwich. Robbie is a little shorter than you, but bulkier and wearing a camouflage cap. You approach him, wiping your brow. "Hey buddy. Had some more problems with that family across the hall." He nods, looking up from his food. "Yeah? Might have to go over and tell 'em to knock it off yerself. Cops won't do a damn thing." You nod as well. "I was thinking the same thing. So I went over there. Turns out the bastard was beating the hell out of his wife. I was telling him to shut the hell up when he went and did it right there. So I knocked him the hell out, took the ax he had sitting there and put him to sleep." Robbie chuckles, clearly entertained by your antics. "Not bad, maybe he'll leave 'em alone now. Hey, you still up for Thursday?"

You smile. "'Course. See you then."

Cont.

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>>40287680
You get back on your bike, putting on your helmet and racing home. You've got leftover pizza waiting for you in the fridge, and a nice night of cheese and beer wouldn't hurt at all after the stress from the day before. You arrive at your building and make your way up to your floor, but when you enter your hall you quickly start to run down it, shocked at what you see. You approach, and your door is off it's hinges on the floor of your apartment! You take a tentative step in, and the first, and possibly most hurtful thing you see is that your TV is gone. Fucking junkies. They've never done something like this! How the hell would they be strong enough to kick a door straight off it's hinges like this anyways? You frantically search around, mentally making a list of everything that's gone. Your gamestation. The pizza and beer. The microwave and TV. But in the chaos, you make note of one very important item that's gone.

The axe.

What sort of junkie needs an axe?

You spin around, and your eyes focus on the apartment across the hall. While you're positive that he's the one who smashed your door in, you know he didn't take anything but the ax. The junkies mearly cleaned house once they realized your door was open. Mrs.Cobbler probably didn't hear a damn thing, either.

What are you going to do?

>A. Drop kick this fucker's door.
>B. Call the cops.
>C. Write-in.

>>40287946
Get something to defend ourselves with from the fire axe, then
>A. Drop kick this fucker's door.

>>40287946
>A. Drop kick this fucker's door.

Blood for the whatever serves as a blood god in this series.

Or use that axe and be like 'HERE'S JHONNY!"

>>40287946
>A. Drop kick this fucker's door.

>>40287946
>>A. Drop kick this fucker's door.

>>40287946
>>A. Drop kick this fucker's door.

>>40287946
>A.
While screaming FUCK YOOOOOOUUUUU

>>40288014
DOORS FOR THE DOOR GOD!
HINGES FOR THE HINGE THRONE!

>>40288105
This is my new battlecry when kicking in doors, thank you anon.

>>40288008
>>40288014
>>40288016
>>40288017
>>40288023
>>40288032

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xx-TJvgqUvw

You quickly scan your apartment for anything that you could use to defend yourself against an ax, but don't find anything that could really stand up against it. You grab a steak knife from your kitchen drawer, thinking that you should at the very least have a little metal on your side. You walk back against the wall of your apartment, staring with rage at the door across the hall. There's no standing for this shit.

Taking off at a dead sprint, you put every ounce of your strength into a leap once you step over your door, curling your legs in before exploding them outward. Your work boots impact the door, and it explodes off of it's bindings and rockets across the room, spinning before crashing into a a small fish tank you had missed before and spraying water all over the room. Oops. "What the fuck!?" You hear the man yell, as he stands from his couch to the right and looks at you stunned as you stand back up. You notice that the windows in the room are boarded up, something that you're positive your landlord won't like. He reaches down and brandishes his ax a moment later, walking around the couch before marching towards you with a growl. You notice his feet crunch on the broken glass, leaving steps of blood. He doesn't seem the least bit phased. "That's fucking weird. Are you sure you shouldn't be on anti-depressants or something?"

Once finish your smartass remark, he hefts the ax over his head with a warcry. He's going to swing it diagonally, coming in from the right. What are you going to do?

>A. Dodge to the right, towards the couch.
>B. Dodge to the left, towards the wall.
>C. Dodge backwards, stepping back out into the hall.
>D. Throw your knife at him. (Specify where)
>E. Write in

>>40288306
>Get him to break his own stuff.

>>40288306
>>A. Dodge to the right, towards the couch.

Try to stab him after he swings.

>>40288306
>Dodge about the room, getting him to break his own shit, and hopefully get his ax caught in it something, like the couch.

>>40288306
>E.
charge toward him so you're too close to hit with the axe and hit a SPEAR! SPEAR! SPEAR!

>>40288306
>A. Dodge to the right, towards the couch.
Jump and lamd on the couch in a sitting position them taunt him

Once he comes at you on the couch jump off at the last second so he starts breaking his own stuff

This is DMC quest guys, where's the style?

>>40288362
gotta pick a direction + be more specific

>>40288392
this is a good example for what you'd want to do

>>40288306
>>A. Dodge to the right, towards the couch.

>>40288306
>A. Dodge to the right, towards the couch.

>>40288337
>>40288352
>>40288362
>>40288392
>>40288485

You step the the right and flip over his couch, landing in it in a seated position before resting your arms and looking over your shoulder at him. You see that he has his ax stuck in the wall, and he's struggling to yank it out. "You know, you owe me a TV. If yours wasn't such a piece of junk I'd ask for that." He growls at you, and swings the ax overhead in a fury, crashing it down where you had been standing just a moment before, splitting right through the fabric and crunching the wooden frame. You spin on your heel and shake your head, waggling a finger. "C'mon! I was thinking that such a nice couch would have made up for it. Oh well." Down at your feet, you hear a muffled cry. You glance downward and find yourself standing in the middle of a pentagram, and a young girl with dark hair and tears in her eyes is staring up at you, bound and gagged. Her arms and legs are spread out to each point of the star. "What the fuck..?"

As you're distracted, the man yanks his ax free and flips the couch off to the side with a single hand. Alright, so he's even stronger than he looks. Which was pretty strong in the first place. Still not normal. He's walking towards you, nothing blocking his path to you now.

>A. Demand to know what the hell's going on here.
>B. Wait for him to swing, then dodge and stab him. (Specify where)
>C. Throw your knife at him. (Specify where)
>D. Throw the small box-TV at him.
>E. Write-in

>>40288628
>B. Dodge then stab him in the eye

>>40288628
>D. Throw the small box-TV at him.
>E. Get the girl out of the pentagram oh fuck demons inbound

>>40288628
>D.
and while he's distracted
>E.
use your knife to scratch out some of that pentagram just to be safe.

>>40288749
Do this then throw the girl at him

>>40288628
>>D. Throw the small box-TV at him.
Fuck his shit! Fuck his other shit! FUCK THIS PENTAGRAM. All we wanted was some sleep and no BITCH ASS JUNKIES TO FUCK WITH US, BUT NO, WE A BITCH ASS BITCH MAGNET. ASK HIM WHAT THE FUCK MADE HIM WANT TO DRAW A PENTA, DID HE LIKE ART BACK IN SCHOOL OR SOME SHIT?

>>40288771
This

>>40288628
>>D. Throw the small box-TV at him.

>>40288783
Supporting.

>>40288783
Yeah, I'll back.

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>>40288783
>>40288818
>>40288837
alright we'll see how this shit goes

>>40288783
Supporting this.

Random girl is going to get chopped

>>40288749
>>40288771
>>40288783
>>40288787
>>40288793
>>40288818
>>40288837
>>40288900
You stick the knife in your belt loop before hefting the small TV and ripping the cord out of the wall, chucking it at the father with all of your might. He slings the ax downwards and it impacts it, although it pushes him back still, only cutting partway through. Plastic chips and glass fly everywhere, and you look down and thoughts race through your head. You have to get the little girl out of this fucked up ritual circle or whatever. When you look back up, you see that he's struggling to yank his ax from the television, and you do the only thing that seems logical to you.

You pick the little girl up, and toss her at his face. He looks up just in time to be hit in the head by 85 pounds of sweetness, and it knocks him back into the wall, causing him to release the ax. You laugh to yourself, pulling the knife from your belt loop and start running towards him to finish this.

Before you can get close enough, however, he tosses the girl as well. This time off to the side, over where all the broken glass of the fish tank lays. Fuck. What are you going to do?

>A. Dive to save the little girl, landing in the glass.
>B. Forget her and grab the ax.
>C. Write-in

>>40289023
>>C. Write-in
Kick the couch over the broken glass to cushion her fall then attempt to go for the axe.

>>40289023
>"Motherfucker"
>A. Dive to save the little girl, double-jump to avoid the glass.

>>40289023
B

>>40289023
>>B. Forget her and grab the ax.

Lets destroy his ass.

Also Lock and Load. >https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nutP8UtbjR0

>>40289065
This while shouting "CUH-RAZY!"

>>40289065
Ill go for this why not.

>>40289065
>>40289023
This

>>40289087
>>40289083
Is it a coincidence that the DBZ fags are going edge?

>>40289023
>C.
The room can't be that big reach for both the girl and ax with each hand then do a sick spin tossing the girl toward the couch and the ax towards the dudes chest.

>>40289065
>>40289105
>>40289135
>>40289154

Couch is currently leaning against the wall where she's being thrown, vertically. Can't reach it. Father tossed it to clear the way, remember?

>>40289065
This, also yell this guy's >>40288787
Small rant at him

>>40289168
Ah well, B then.

>>40289168
>C. Dive to save girl then kick the guy at the couch when he comes after you

>>40289168
Hmm, I suppose instead of landing on the glass, sweep kick the glass out of her landing area?

>>40289168
Fine then grab the girl and toss the knife at him.

Seeing as there's a lot of divisive write ins and not much agreement on what to do besides a few anons I'm restarting the voting period. Take two.

>A. Dive to save the little girl, landing on the glass
>B. Forget her and grab the ax

I'm generally not going to give you guys an option if there's a better one available. I don't include trap stuff.

>>40289370
>A. Dive to save the little girl, landing on the glass

>>40289135
Not the moral choice but the one that destroys the threat and puts you at low risk is "LOL EDGE."

Next you will scream how you aren't being retarded and how that was all bait. For shame.

>>40289370
>A. Dive to save the little girl, landing on the glass

>>40289370
>B

>>40289370
>>A. Dive to save the little girl, landing on the glass
I want to be curazy, not a cunt.

>>40289370
>B. Forget her and grab the ax

We can tend to her wounds after this guy is very very dead.

>>40289370
>B
NECESSARY SACRIFICES

>>40289370
>B. grab the axe

>>40289370
>B. Forget her and grab the ax
We threw her in the first place. One little aquarium never hurt anybody.
Unless we plan to do little girl combos I say go for the axe.

If our animu levels were just a bit higher id say toss the knife at her catching her clothes with it and pinning her to the wall. But since we clearly aren't there yet
>A.

>>40289370
>A. Dive to save the little girl, landing on the glass

It's always something

>>40289370
>A. Dive to save the little girl, landing on the glass

>>40289370
>A. Dive to save the little girl, landing on the glass
Holy shit, a Devil May Cry Quest.

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>>40289436
>>40289440
>>40289456
>>40289415
You know the girl will be hurting, but it's a lot better than getting chopped in half by an ax, you figure. You rush forward and rip the ax from the television, and spin around to strike the man in the leg. He screams in pain, blood pouring from the cut and and causing him to scream. You look over and see the little girl in tears, blood mixing through the water. You rush over and pick her up, kicking open a bedroom door to see the wife bound and gagged on the master bed. You set her down and rush back out, walking over to the man. He's there, writhing in pain. The blood on the ground around him is boiling, and you stand there baffled with frightened eyes, he suddenly starts to dry heave. The blood from the ground rockets up as a black smoke pours from his mouth, and it forms into a lanky creature with clawed hands. It roars at you, and you wonder if the landlord's going to believe any of this at this point.

You heft the ax over your shoulder. It's black tongue slithers out, and razor teeth smile at you. "You have interfered for the last time human! You have ruined this host body, and now I will ruin you!"

What are you going to do?

>A. Swing the ax.
>B. Throw your knife.
>C. Write-in

>>40289785
>A. Swing the ax.
>C. "Nope."

>>40289785
>>B. Throw your knife.
>A. Swing the ax.

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>>40289785
A. Ruin him with the axe

>>40289785
>call it hurtful names
>also throw the knife

>>40289785
>Swing the ax.

>>40289785
"You already look pretty ruined buddy."

>A. Swing the ax.
>B. Throw your knife.

>C. Grab it by the slithering tongue and punch the shit out of it's face while screaming FORNICATE THOU

>>40289785
>B. Throw your knife.
Getting up-close with a snake-like demon is just asking for trouble

>>40289785
>>A. Swing the ax.

"and here i thought you were ugly before i was wrong"

>>40289819
>>40289826
>>40289867
>>40289887
>>40289903
>>40289909

You chuckle, somehow. Even though a demon is staring you in the eyes and threatening to end you, and this goes against everything natural that you've learned in life, you chuckle. Maybe it's because you're especially scared, and you can't react otherwise. Maybe you've lost your mind. Or maybe, it's because you just thought of a really sweet one liner to spit before you finish this creep off. Things like the police, the landlord, and even your stolen items all float away from your mind. Even your pain in the ass job and the constant threat of junkies, just don't exist anymore. "I think you're pretty ruined already, bud. I mean, I thought you were ugly before, but this is ridiculous!" You grip the knife tightly, and fling it at it's face, causing it to duck to the side towards the wall. "This'll teach you not to fuck with people's sleep, asshole!"

You swing the ax upwards, at his face. The blade crashes into his midsection as his clawed fingers swipe into your chest, tearing your shirt off in a single swoop and spraying blood all over the room violently. It screeches in pain, black liquid falling from it's gut as you stumble back. The creature rushes you, and you bring the axe up just in time for the claws to impact the wood instead of you. The pain stings sharply, and you're pretty goddamn sure your left nipple is completely gone. Either way, this is the time of your life. The wood shatters, and you're left holding a small bit of the wood and the head of the ax, and the handle.

You fall on your back, and when it goes to pounce you, you chunk a wood fragment at it's face causing it to flinch just long enough to throw the ax head into it's face, black goop raining down and pouring into your wounds.

Then, you start tripping balls.

Cont.

>>40290166
>Then, you start tripping balls.
that right there is how you end combat with an enemy.

>Dave's not here man

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>>40290166
>Then, you start tripping balls

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>>40290166
>Then, you start tripping balls

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>>40290166
>This entire thread

>>40290472
I knew this quest was gonna live up to the DMC name, but this is more than I expected

Sorry guys I'm back, shower broke temporarily

>>40290502
I know right? It made me want to dig out my copy of DMC and play it tight now.

>>40290522
do you write updates only while showering or what

>>40290537
Only way I can get into that writing mood. Water bill fucks me hard though.

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>>40290166
>Then, you start tripping balls

>>40290537
nah someone else was using it and it got fucked up. Finishing update now

Three white lights flash in front of your vision when you shut your eyes. Like a red and white strobe light, the image is blinding. Deafening screams of all sorts echo around you, the collective pain of generation after generation of torture. A direct hotline to the fires of Hell. You open your eyes, the three white points of light still implanted in your vision as you look down to scream as the body of the deem starts sucking into the wounds on your chest, and you see black worms wriggling through your skin and up through your face. The process is agonizing, and when you wretch your head backwards in pain, you see the young girl and her mother holding each other in terror. You strike the ground, the wood of the floor splintering as you writhe around. "HELP MEE!" You scream, in futility. Sadly, there's nothing anyone can do for you now.

A dark voice echoes in your mind. "So sad the humans will always be humans, no more."

Suddenly, all of the chaos stops. You push your hands against the wood to stand up, but find yourself rocketed to your feet and falling forward. What the hell? You're on your knees now, but the slightest bit of strength lets you lift your body. You start to do rapid push ups, finding yourself completely weightless. "What the hell..?"

The mother speaks. "You killed my husband."

Oops. That's right. Serious moment. You push off with your hands, standing up all the way and spinning on your heel. "Sorry to spoil the secret, miss, but I don't think that was your husband anymore. Sorry." She shakes her head. "No. Thank you. We knew. We knew days into this. As if the fucking pentagram wasn't enough of a hint as to what was going on.."

>>40290993
ou nod. "Right. So." You scratch the back of your head. "Mind keeping me out of the police report?" She nods. "It's the least we can do. I'll gladly take the credit for killing this son of a bitch." The daughter is staring up at you, as terrified as ever, covered in blood pajamas. You frown. "Well. Have a nice night." You bow, and make your exit, finding it incredibly difficult not to send yourself flying with each step.

When you walk into your apartment, you look down to realize that the wounds on your chest have healed.

What an interesting turn of events. Seems demons are good for a growing young boy.

Can't wait to tell Ted and Robbie.

End of the thread for tonight. Sorry for the delays at the end, had an interruption. Next thread will either be tomorrow or the next day. Also, I would greatly appreciate it if someone would archive this for me. I'll be sticking around for some questions

>>40291069
Nice thread, I am not going to archive for you cause it takes like 10 seconds and its something you should do yourself.

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/requestinterface.html?

>>40291069
Loved the feel of the thread. Got a twitter set up?

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>>40291041
>Well. Have a nice night.

>>40291069
was a fun thread man, thanks for running it!

>>40291069
This beginning was AWESOME OP.

This quest might just be really cool if the quest keeps up like that.

What do you plan to do next, as a sneak peak? What can we expect?

How much of a power boost did we get? What exactly are the side effects?

Plan on using music from DMC in this quest?

(Sorry for the bombardment there.)

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>>40291093
Well you did part of the work for me so thanks, I'll do that

>>40291099
>>40291123
I have a twitter but I don't use it for the quest. I'll post it next thread because I'm lazy and don't feel like logging into twitter. The next thread will be at 7 PM eastern time either tomorrow or the next day, however.

Next week, you'll be talking to your friends about the events that went down, and exploring a little bit about your powers. You also get a little incentive to get into the Devil Hunting business, and your eyes are opened to several things about the town you live in.

The power boost was pretty significant. You're not Dante or even Nero tier, but you're stronger than what you were. You could now truly be considered superhuman. The side effects will be detailed next thread.

Music will be a mix of DMC music and also whatever I happen to like

Also, welcome to all the thanks. Happy to run and have fun

>>40291132
Great start to a quest, I loved every minute. That ending was 11/10

You have a twitter or something so we can know when threads start?

Also are we part demon or does demon blood just do that to people?

>this thread
>a proper DMC quest with sufficient crazy
>while staying to be original and unique.
this quest is amazing, holy crap.

>>40291328
Alright you're being way too hyperbolic now. Please stop.

>>40291236
I'll post my twitter next thread, current thread is already announced.

You are in fact part demon. I've dropped a few hints already as to who your father is.

>>40291328
I'm a big fan of the series, glad to see people think I'm doing it justice

>>40291366
question is Dante and Virgle still a thing in your world.

>>40291366
I think so far you are doing very good.

First quest? Either way i had good fun.

Also, hints? I never played the DMC series because i never got around to it, anon figure it out and tell me who our DADDEH is because i don't know.

>>40291388
This quest is set not long after DMC4. Dante, Lady, Trish, and Nero are all active Devil Hunters in the world. Vergil was killed by Dante in DMC1, so he won't be making any official appearances sadly.

>>40291408
Thanks, and this is actually my second quest. First one didn't last more than 4 threads though because I had started school and was working so I couldn't really devote time to it. I'll be faithful to this one though, I can tell it's going to be my baby.

Yeah there's a hint in this thread. I expect truly dedicated fans to already know who the father is.

>>40291472
>This quest is set not long after DMC4. Dante, Lady, Trish, and Nero are all active Devil Hunters in the world.

My body is so ready you dont even know

>>40291472
are we another son of Spada if so that guy needs to keep his dick in check

>>40291625
You are not a son of Sparda.

>>40291656
ok had to check

now i must delve the DMC lore for major demon lords and what not.

>>40291472
We are the son of Mundus, interesting.

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>>40290993
Three glowing red/white eyes? That sure sounds familiar...

https://youtu.be/-KsGYcSp9Lw?t=9m53s

>>40291776
Why is it interesting anon?

Tell me.

>>40291656
What was your first quest?

>>40291828
Play the first game. You'll know then.

>>40291776
>>40291815
Jackpot, anons.

>>40291828
Avatar Slayer Quest. I want to continue that some day too, probably after this. I've just been extremely hype about DMC lately because of the SE coming out.

>>40291881
Just looked up Mundus.

So we are the son of the 1st games main antagonist and super demon? Interesting.

>>40292008
Yep. Dante may not be too happy about that if you meet him.

>>40292263
"Ayyyyy you know how that guy who tried to totally end you and ganked that girl that one time and stuff? Yeah he is my dad so there's that. So just gonna try to say no ill will, let bygones be bygones and stuff? Right? ...Right?"

*Sweats nervously*

>>40292263
i stated that my body is ready earlier i was wrong at that time now my body is ready because im ready for your wild ride

>>40291897
>Avatar Slayer Quest
I vaguely remember that. Not much avatar slaying, and a rather heavy-handed reason to get the MC to run away from everything.

>>40292557
yeah it didn't last but for 4 threads or so. I honestly wasn't into it at all, it was my fault for letting /tg/ pick the "play as the qt circus girl" option.

you homos

>>40292595
I don't think the character choice itself was bad, at least for the first 2 threads. Things got kind of weird after that.

>>40292672
How so? Genuinely curious, I'm always happy to hear criticism to build off it

>>40292701
I don't remember clearly, but there was a great deal of dissonance.

Thread 1 implied a very strict society where doing anything untrustworthy got you in trouble. MC was paranoid and all that. Then there was a cool fight. After that, we got taken in by a complete stranger, trusted entirely based on goodwill? Trusted enough to wield deadly weapons? Like, if the people around that region were that trusting, and fighting other people was not that abnormal, why did we even run?

>>40292805
Well, one village had a much larger Earth Kingdom presence. The first one was a situation where the MC was being pinned for murder, with no witnesses to prove either side. After all, she did just straight up kill a thief.

The second settlement was one that was very remote, and only sometimes visited by Earth Kingdom officials. Not to mention those officials were corrupt, and paying off the bandits in the local area. It's less the people that aren't trustworthy, and more the forces surrounding the people. The villagers needed someone who was willing to help them out, and seeing as the girl managed to kill a large cat (whatever it was at the time) they figured she could be useful

Running was a result of the player's decision to kill the thief. Shouldn't have taken the law into your own hands.

>>40292861
>The second settlement was one that was very remote
yeah, that's the part where I got confused, since there was no sense of scale on exactly how far MC ran away before the catfight.

I'm not defending player actions, that is the road to failure. Not that I recall what I voted for.

>>40292921
yeah she was just sort of frantically running, no direction. It was supposed to be at least a full day's travel, I think? I don't really remember, but I do remember going "Fuck, I didn't plan for this in the slightest" when it happened.

Now I've got a few different things in place if the players do something stupid like that, but mostly you guys picked the most helpful options in this thread. The mother, and the child all could have died. Father was fucked though.

>>40292964
>a full day's travel
a full day's travel is not that remote. At least, in Europe that's not remote. I guess in Not!China, it's far enough for corruption to do the rest.

>>40292964
Throwing the child was clearly the most correct course of action.

>>40293061
it got her out of that pentagram

>>40293041
hey, where I live if you walk into the woods for a full day you're gonna be fucking lost

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>>40293073
Anon is right, you would have had two deaths and two demons to deal with if you didn't get her out. The mother wouldn't be so accommodating, either.

>>40293103
>lost
yes, lost. But not far. Rural villages can be days away from each other on foot, hours on horseback.

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>>40293073
It wasn't the NICEST choice, but certainly far from the worst.

So, Dante and Vergil are sons of Sparda, which means that when they unlock the power of their ancestry they get to do cool knightly shit involving natural weapon mastery, rapid movement and that kind of thing.
Given that we're a son of Mundus, do we get to fly around and nuke everything with blasts, beams and bolts of demonic energy?

>>40293314
You'll be cuhrayzee like them. You'll have a couple additional Mundus related abilities too, though. It'll be based off in game mechanics.

You know how Vergil has his concentration mechanic, and Dante has his style switcher mechanic? and Nero has Devil Buster? You'll have something unique to yourself that you can embrace and sprinkle on top of everything else as well.

>>40291069
This shit is gold man.

>>40293604
Happy to hear you think so! Thanks