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>>41611778

As you jog to the classroom, you find Eliza and Dominic waiting for you at the entrance, Eliza looking a little more than peeved and Dominic worried.

They spot you, Dominic waving his hand to grab your attention.

"Where were you?" Eliza demands, hand on her hip. You shrug. "Sorry, I woke up early and was walking around."

Dominic just pushes the two of you inside. "Hurry up! Class's starting!" he shoves the two of you along with ease.

How does he do that with those noodley arms?

As the three of you sit down and class begins; you discover its about spell, incantations, and magic tiers.

Most magic cast on a regular basis would rank from tiers one to three, incanted ones bringing up to four and upwards.

The stronger the spell, the higher the tier, and the stronger the magic rebound.

Magic rebound; as the teacher explained, was an effect that occured when magic interacted with something else. Be it another magical spell, a physical object or a manifestation of mana.

If the magic of the spells were of equal strength, then they would explode outwards; creating shockwaves.

Magic rebound was also a term used if someone tries to use a spell that was higher than their mana could sustain. Side effects included nausea, vomiting, internal bleeding and death.

Of course it did.

As the class winded to a close, the three of you exited to find your mentors standing a ways away; waiting for you.

Ken fidgeted while Jack stood stoicly to the side, Stark and Hawk were both chatting and Zireth quietly reading a book; idly waving to you when he noticed you finished.

"So," Zireth said, shutting his book with a heavy thud, before storing it away in his massive coat pockets.

"Who do you want to start with?"

Who do you want to train with first?

>Ken

>Stark and Hawk

>Jack

>Zireth

>>41611818
>Ken

is that a question?

let's do this

>>41611818
>>Zireth

>>41611860
may as well acquire name

good to be here

>>41611818
>>Zireth

Just like last time, Zireth.

>>41611889
>>41611921
>>41611863
welcome anons from last time.
hello mirage

>>41611939
here's to hoping that this goes a bit better than last time

>>41611969
indeed,

Well, just like last time. Zireth is the choice.

>writing, except not really because i have the archived file.

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>>41611996

"Me?" Zireth blinks in surprise, before clapping once. "Alright, sure!" He swoops behind you and pulls you away from your group.

You turn your head to see that Dominic is walking towards Stark and Hawk, and Eliza walking away with Ken before you're pulled around the corner.

"To be honest, I'm kinda glad you chose me!" Zireth laughs suddenly, as you approach the training field. "I always like a close up inspection of the students!"

You reach the training field and he leaves your shoulder and almost instantly appears at the centre.

How did he do that? He left virtually no residual magic behind.

"Well?" He asks, taking a silly pose. "What do you think?"

"How did you do that?" You ask him in disbelief, the centre of the field is almost a kilometre away. Eliza would have had to concentrate for a few seconds before being able to go half that distance.

"Thats simple boy!" he guaffs, walking a few steps before suddenly appearing a few feet in front of you.

"My way of training was, before you train your magic; you must train this!" He pounds his chest in emphasis.

"You mean to tell me that that movement was purely physical?" You shake your head, thats almost impossible.

"But of course!" He laughs, before giving a deep, joking bow. "What would you like to do first?"

What do you want to try?
Pick two

>Physical training

>Weapon training

>Magic training

>Endurance training

Also, what would you like to discuss with him
Pick two

>Ask about his relationship with Eliza

>Ask him about Ken and his Demon

>Ask about the mysterious Jack

>Ask what is the deal with his artifacts

>>41612028
>Physical training
>Endurance training

let's become another not!ghoul

>Ask him about Ken and his Demon
>Ask what is the deal with his artifacts

information ~

>>41612028
>Endurance training

>Physical training
>Ask about his relationship with Eliza

>Ask him about Ken and his Demon

>>41612028
>Physical training
>Endurance training

>Ask about his relationship with Eliza
>Ask him about Ken and his Demon

>>41612095
This, it won by dice last time.

Sorry Mirage.

>>41612137
its also winning by majority vote, so no sweat.
anyway
>now actually writing

>>41612160
>now actually writing

heh

how deep does the copypasta bin go?

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>>41612192
He has our entire future written up already!

>>41612192
only those two posts, unfortunately. I neglected to write about the previous won vote.

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>>41612028
You tell him that you'd want to work on your physical and endurance training; the words of Ken's teaching from yesterday still fresh in your mind.

Zireth laughs "I knew you'd see it my way!" He dashes over to a bag left behind a bench, you didn't notice that before.

He pulls out hand wraps and a boxing pad, tossing the wraps to you and picking up the pad.

"Come on then, lets see what you've got!" He shouts at you, brandishing the pad in front of him and gesturing you hit him.

"One question," you ask, picking up the wraps.

"What's that?" He asks you, puzzled.

"How do I put these on?"

"..."


Five minutes later, you slam your fist into your newly wrapped palm and get ready for punching.

Roll 1d100 to see how well you do !

>>41612204
The railroad is strong in this one.

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>41612258
DICE!

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>41612258
I HAVE THE POWERRRR!!!!!

>>41612204
i've been doing my absolute best to avoid railroads/not need to use them, the only one i've used so far was the demon spirit fight, and thats because of damage reasons.

>>41612258
dice+1d100

>>41612296
>>41612294
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DP3MFBzMH2o
anyone?

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>41612258
dice ahoy

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>41612258

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>>41612315
im not sorry

>>41612296
>>41612322
Khorne approves of the beating we shall receive.

>>41612322
surely you mean this?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uq-gYOrU8bA

NEVER FORGET

>>41612368>>41612296

You are not receiving the punishment anon,
YOU ARE DISHING IT OUT.

BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD
>writing

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>41612258

>>41612395
>implying Zireth isn't going to put us on our ass as a demonstration of how much more we need to train

pls.

Look at me, okay I'm the captain now.

>>41612382
Man, I was holding that in reserve for later.

>>41612322
I'm partial to https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=vK4gv11PTI8

>>41612468
you may as well actually pick up a trip

I posted it because it must become stuck in DarkTart's head promptly. It needs to be there.

It...changes him...

kek

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>>41612395
>>41612258

Zireth instructed you earlier to put down your glaive and wear only your armor.

While the feel of the glaive in your hand was sorely missed; it was quite a hefty weapon, and you jumped up and down a few times to get used to your new weight.

As you dart forward, landing a solid first punch in the middle of the pad; Zireth grunts in what sounds like surprise, did you catch him off guard? You wonder to yourself, as he hops backwards a few steps, yourself quickly giving chase.

This goes on for tens of minutes; You dashing forward to land a series of blows into the pad, before he jumps backwards and you have to chase him.

He occasionally performs halfhearted swipes at you, which you dodge. You feel like your flow is improving, and you move more smoothly from offensive, dodging and defense to back to whaling on Zireth.

"Not bad not bad!" Zireth exclaims, as you dart after him again, panting heavily. He's barely broken a sweat, and he's performing offense and defense while wearing his massive coat and plate armor that you've glimpsed every so often when his cloak billows outwards.

He suddenly performs a particularly viscous shove forward with the pad just as you sprint towards him again, and it takes all your speed to not get brained. Instead, you whirl to the side, away from him; but off balance.

He presses this advantage, swinging the heavy pad again to bowl you over. As you scramble to your feet, he stands there; waiting.

"Rule number one," He starts, as you manage to stand, "The opponent won't wait for you, and is probably always planning a strategy; you must plan ahead, and not charge in blindly, even when it looks like you have the advantage."

As you dash forward again, more cautiously this time and trade blows; you notice that he's becoming more aggressive with his parrying. Almost as if hes going to.

Here it comes again! Just as he bats away one of your fists, he shoves the pad forward again.

This time you're ready for it.
>cont

>>41612500
I swear it won't

C-cchanaggee mee

>you can call me al

>>41612612
i'm going to start Two Souls Quest now, but i'll keep playing here.

>>41612679

good luck to everyone

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>>41612612
You manage to zip to his side, cocking one fist at his head and pausing.

"Rule number two." He says, after a pause, before lashing out with his right leg, sweeping you off your feet again.

"Never assume you've won, even for a second. Even when it looks like they can never win from this situation." He towers over you.

You roll away again as he brings the pad down with a thud. "Does it matter though?" You ask, "If I can kill the leader, then it shouldn't matter if they get one or two hits on me."

"Thats what you think." He says, hoisting the pad up again.

"But what if 'I' was just a medium devil? And there were hundreds like me?" He shrugs, as if thinking about something.

"What if every single one of them lands a small hit on you, small at first. but eventually you're standing before the big bad and you're half dead. What would you do then?"

You think about this again as you dart foward once more, your fists scoring dull thuds against the pad. This time, as you chase him around, you continue throwing your hits even in movement; giving him little repreive from your onslaught.

"Rule number three." He intones, before he disappears before your eyes, your fist encountering nothing but air as you stumble forward and you feel another shove from the pad, barely managing to tuck into a roll.

"There is always someone stronger than you." He stands and puts the pad down with a heavy thud. You idly wonder how heavy it was.

"Now then, we're going to test your physical strength." He draws a small dagger from his coat, and taps the pad. "Pick it up."

As you pick it up, you notice that it doesn't seem as heavy as it looked. At his command, you begin doing simple commands with it: running, lifting it, and so on.

You want to ask him about Ken, and his backstory. But one thing seems a little bit more important.

"So, Eliza is your daughter?" You ask, lifting the pad and running a lap around the yard for the third time; your arms aching.

>cont.

Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>41612258

>>41612955
tiny bit late there, anon

>>41612966
I noticed, stupid browser.

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>>41612902
He shrugs before nodding his head.

"Aye, she is mine own. But shes very different from me. We... I, haven't seen much of her. She has magic, more that many I've seen before." He looks at his hands before drawing the dagger again and tapping the pad.

Woah, did it just get heavier?

"Her mother passed away from birth. And I had to do the whole protect the world job. So naturally I had to give her somewhere to live. So, she ended up in the Black Hill Orphanage."

Wait a fucking minute,

He seems quite lost in thought, tossing the dagger around.

What do you say?

>Black Hill Orphanage?

>Whats with the dagger?

>move on to talk about Ken

>other

>>41613109
>Black Hill Orphanage?

I smell another tokyo ghoul reference

>>41613109
>Black Hill Orphanage?

>>41613135
>>41613161
fer reference
its the same orphanage you were from

hence the name they gave you: the demon of black hill

this shit should really go into the character sheet

>>41613109
>Black Hill Orphanage?

>>41613184
ahh

i thought it was going to be a reference like with the ghoul inspector amon, the one that kaneki beats up on multiple occasions yet refuses to kill - he grew up in an orphanage run by a ghoul in disguise.

>>41613184
>>41613223
you were also under suspicion of burning the fucking place down. I wonder why.
>>41613189
>>41613161
>>41613135
Asking about the orphanage wins by a landslide.
>writing.

>>41613264
>ask if Eliza is DTF, and if not, when she is most likely to walk back to her dorm alone

>then ask if Zireth is DTF, and if not, how best to depower him when he is walking home alone.

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>>41613109

"Wait, wait." You say, putting down the pad briefly.

"Black Hill Orphanage?"

"Well, she was there before the place was destroyed." He said, still not quite paying attention to your rapidly paling face. "Someone or something destroyed that entire place."

"They couldn't find who really did it in the end, and they suspected a bunch of people. The only ones who really survived were the children of course; and no one could interview or interrogate them."

He shrugs, before turning back to you and making you pick up the pad again, giving the pad two more taps with the dagger.

That thing is definitely making it heavier. You now struggled with the pad when before you had no trouble lifting it above your head.

"Afterwards she was old enough to live by herself. So that's what she did. The little girl bought the house all on her own and lived there till she moved into the school." He wiped a tear in admiration.

"I'm so proud of her." He sniffles.

What a weird guy. You might wanna ask Eliza about that later, see what you can piece together about the destruction of the orphanage.

"So," You say, as he gestures for you to take a short break, bringing the pad down with a thud; giving your body a brief respite.

"What's wrong with Ken, he seems dangerous, to everyone." Zireth laughs at this,

"I've never not been able to calm him down." He says, smiling at your concerned look.

"Ken, when he was only 18, was a academy student like yourself. He was a genius of his time; but through hard work rather than talent, his magic and durability made him a tough opponent." His face darkened as he recalled the memory.

"They were ambushed, his entire squad decimated, and while the demon spared his life; it only gave way to eternal torture, a potential lifetime of watching people die by his hands." He growls, clenching his fists.

"The Demon, who's name was never mentioned to anyone but Ken; was a possessor type."

>cont.

>>41613342
anon wat.

>>41613641
DTF means down to fuck. He wants to have sex with and or rape them both.

>>41613679
i got that.
but why.

>>41613679
i reckon he got that, but he was just confused

as in "wait, what?"

>>41613708
I would assume for the purpose of sexual satisfaction.

Odds are it started with asking if Eliza was DTF, and then expanded from there.

>>41613752
I seek no satisfaction.

What I seek is GLORIOUS uh.


GLORIOUS!!

Next we have to ask Dom, and Stark, and Ken!

Not Hawk, she freaks me out

BUT WE CAN ALSO ASK the not!Cell family that is in hiding!

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>>41613606
"Extremely rare, those Demons. I myself have only met one other than the one that possessed Ken. And I can only hope they stay that way."
Zireth was clearly still lost in his memories as he continued.

"5 years, Ken was under the control of that monster, posing as a human who needed help before destroying them from the inside and killing every last human within the area."

"We didn't know it was him at first, we had thought that his entire team was KIA." He sighed, his voice heavy with sadness.

"When we finally found him, you could hardly tell it was the same kid; glowing red eyes, horned mask, could barely stop Jack from hurling himself at him." He chuckles sombrely.

"When we were about to kill him, I saw Ken; not the demon that he had become, but the kid from five years back; desperate to be free."

"And so here we are. I don't know what happened to the Demon, I figured it crawled somewhere to die." He shrugs.

"But darkness isn't part of him, it wasn't supposed to be. So everyday he struggles with it. And he'll probably keep fighting it, until he dies."

He shrugs again, picking up the pad with little difficulty and storing it away. You wonder how could he lift that thing so easily.

"So, anything else?"

Do you have anything else?

>You're pretty tired, go find Dominic and Eliza

>I want to find Ken, I need to apologize to him for leaving so suddenly last time.

>Where did Stark and Hawk run off too? Maybe something fun could be happening.

>I want to ask Jack why he hates Ken so much.

>Can I fight you?

>Other

>>41613895
>>Where did Stark and Hawk run off too? Maybe something fun could be happening.

Roll for random encounter, Also Hi tart i made one of your threads for once.

>>41613895
>>I want to ask Jack why he hates Ken so much.
>>Can I fight you?

I wanna see your skills, pops!

And backstory.

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>>41613895
fuck i used the wrong image

>>41613895
>I want to ask Jack why he hates Ken so much
and
>I want to find Ken, I need to apologize to him for leaving so suddenly last time.

but these are long term things

>Can I fight you?

Is the short term one for me

>>41613945
hey cellanon
>cellnonqm on twitter
quest when m8
>>41613957
Pick one anon
zireth will kinda rek you

>>41613999
>>41613984
>>41613957

only if he agrees to the fight though

>>41613895
>I want to find Ken, I need to apologize to him for leaving so suddenly last time.

>>41614025
Since when did we have to pick only one?

Not cool, breh.

I'ma fight dis nigga still.

>>41614117
its not really necessarily pick one only but huehue.

Anyways you guys all wanna pick a fight with the super powerful old man.
old men are always hella stronk

>writing

>>41614148
You don;t grow old in a world of strife by being a pushover.

Old dudes are either bullshit strong or clever as fuck.

>>41613895
>rolling to see which one, 1 is jack 2 is ken.

>>41614168
very true anon.

>>41614168
see bleach for exhibit a)

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>41614262
i fucked up my dicing,
>wow
>best qm
>very dicing

>>41613999
CellAnon and Cellnon were taken m8, so i went ahead and said QM because reasons.

And the answer is likely late august.

>>41614148
Old men are always hella stronk indeed.

Like i can't think of one in anime that isn't a badass if they have any connection at all to fighting or whatever powers the anime has.

Cept fuckin roshi, he kinda gave up after DB, and he was only a little badass in DB anyway.

>>41614317
roshi was a joke character

that's all he ever was

and all he will ever be

>>41613895
"Can I fight you?" You hear yourself blurt out, possibly the biggest mistake of your life.

He stares at you for a moment before beginning to chuckle, his chuckle turning into a full on roaring laughter that lasts for minutes.

"Well, uh." He says, wiping mirth from his eyes after he calms down. "Sure, but not right now. I've got paperwork to shove off to Star- I mean." He coughs, and you can hear him mumble "Not in front of the kids."

"I've got paperwork to file and all. I'm unfortunately a busy man." He laughs again and pats you on the shoulder.

"Besides, if either of us gets seriously hurt, I'm sure Liz will have a fit!" He jokes, before asking you to hand over your wraps and striding off.

Well... You're alone now, you don't really have much else to do. Then you remember who else had nothing to do at the beginning.

You begin looking for Jack, but then you realize you don't exactly know where to look.

Roll a d20 for encounters!

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>41614345
Roll for shenanigans.

>>41614345
DIIIICE

we're all gonna die, we're all gonna die (singing)

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>41614345
This will be INTERESTING!

>>41614345
http://cdn.yourepeat.com/media/gif/000/151/971/64bc58fa277c46258eb6caa5ca7e254e.gif pic related because its too big

>>41614400
>>41614382
You guys rolled pretty high
Do you want a plot progression development or a shenanigan

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>41614392
and i cannot into rolls

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>41614345
Mkay.

>>41614441
take a guess DarkTart, take a guess

a shenanigan

>>41614441
Plot

>>41614441
Shenanigans!

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>41614506
>>41614469

>>41614575
okay interesting roll i got there

>writing.

>>41614602
I like it!

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>>41614345

Out of all places you find Jack sitting at the cafeteria, tucked into a corner so you could barely see the samurai.

You motion to Jack, but it seems you were unnoticed; instead you decide to grab a light snack, a bag of chips, and join the loner at the table.

As you sit there, watching Jack eat; there's a long, awkward pause, interrupted only by the clatter of chopsticks against the bowl of ramen that was the meal of choice.

How very Japanese. You think to yourself, watching Jack eat. It's almost as if he's trying to follow the Bushido.

While you stare, your bag of chips untouched, you're struck by how dainty Jack looks when the warrior is not attempting to cut your teacher in half.

It's almost a different person that sat, shifting, in front of you, clearly uncomfortable under your stare.

"What do you want." Jack finally speaks up, voice in a tone that brooked no snappy come backs.

"Nothing much," you reply, leaning back into your chair. "I just finished a training period with Zireth, and I'm tired. And you're the only person I know here." You try for a friendly tone, playing it easy and nice.

"Your fatigue has little meaning to me." Jack replies, trying to focus on the food on the table but is clearly unnerved by your mere presence.

"Relax Jack," You say, opening your bag of chips. "I just want to ask you about Ken."

At the mention of Ken's name, Jack stiffens, the regal samurai coming back almost instantly and looks around, as if expecting Ken to appear from nowhere, screaming for blood.

"He is a demon, nothing more, nothing less." Jack states, before continuing to eat, clearly in a hurry all of a sudden.

The way Jack ate versus the Jack that was locked in a death struggle with Ken this morning made you wonder more and more if you somehow encountered Jack's shy and meek doppelganger instead.

"But I don't get it, he might be a demon sure, but shouldn't you be doing your job without prejudice?" You press, curious to know more.

>cont

>>41615016
Oi jackie, teach us how to sword, eh? We'll teach ya ta pick up

The ladies.

>>41615109
A fair trade.

Nah m8 e's gettin the better deal here.

>>41615196
>Okay, Jack, treat ladies like your sword.

>"Swing them around with enough force to shatter reinforced concrete with the shockwave alone?"

>The fuck, man, no, gently.

>"Oh... right..."

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Jack quickly finishes the bowl of noodles and stands up, flustered.

"Prejudice or not, he's a human that has done horrible crimes; he needs to be judged for what he's done." Jack says, and you realized that the jawpiece actually modulates his voice ever so slightly into the deep tone that seems to demand respect.

"Then why not just let him redeem himself by putting himself in the heat of combat?" You ask Jack, staring up at the tall figure.

Jack stares back at you; there's anger in the samurai's eyes, but behind it there's something else, something you can't quite make out. But before you can get any further, he steps past you and picks up a chip from your bag.

"...Those are bad for you." Jack states, crunching on one before stalking off.

There's something about his walk...

"Does he walk like a girl?" You ask yourself quietly.

Eliza and Dominic find you minutes later, laughing your head off at the prospect of the girly Jack walk.

"So how was your training sessions?" You ask them, doing your job as team leader.

Dominic shudders while Eliza shrugs noncommittally, "All they did was bicker between each other." Dominic moans, slamming his head on the desk. "When I tried to get them to stop they got mad at me."

"And then?" You prompt, curious to know more. Dominic looks up.

"They start being all touchy feel-y." He deadpans, his eyes telling you everything you needed to know.

Oh,

Okay then.

'Poor Dominic' you think as you pat his head gently, his whimper the only response you get.

"And Eliza?" You ask, turning to her, she shrugs again; that action almost as common as Stark's grunting.

"Ken was a good teacher, taught me counters to dark magics and how to turn some spells around." She says, turning to Dominic "I also sparred with him a little, he's very powerful."

Well all seems well and good with these two.

The days winding down, you're feeling pretty tired, and you want to kind of sleep.

>cont

>>41615270
>Well i mean...

>...Unless they are into that...

>...In which that might not be so bad.

>>41615290

What to do?

>Just work off the last vestiges of energy with your team, go over some basics.

>Talk to one of them alone (about what? write-in)

>Go to sleep, it's been a long day.

>Other

>also showering, so brb

>>41615290
>The days winding down, you're feeling pretty tired, and you want to kind of sleep.

Stop projecting. Push through it.

>>41615338
>>Just work off the last vestiges of energy with your team, go over some basics.

>>41615358
>implying the sleep will end the thread
>pleb
>implying im tired when its only midnight

>>41615338
>Just work off the last vestiges of energy with your team, go over some basics.

>>41615338
>Just work off the last vestiges of energy with your team, go over some basics

>>41615403
Good man.

>Just work off the last vestiges of energy with your team, go over some basics.

>>41615392
>>41615429
>>41615465
>>41615469
now tat i just showered, im gonna write in like 5 minutes
>sort of writing

>>41615821
in the mean time, something to tide you over?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ygI-2F8ApUM

>>41615854
That actually descibes Aizen from ImprovAizen quest pretty well.

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>41615982
i heard thats pretty clusterfucky in a fun way. How is that quest though

>>41616009
My friend, you miss on a prime example of powerbloat, and how best to drive it so fucking insane that it goes BEYOND powerbloat!

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Improvaizen%20Quest

Fun as shit, mang. Checkitout some time. Even if he can't get the "your"s correctly all the time.

>>41616009
It is a ton of fun. I don't always understand what is happening though.

>>41616106
that's kind of the point of a quest which is literally the embodiment of just as planned

>>41616009
Improvaizen is a great quest. I mean really. I love the way taman handled the playerbase grabbing his quest and well... murdering all normal sense of plot and then encouraging them to be more insane with it, while providing more HYPE/CRAZY.

It's CUHRAYZEE in the best way really.

>>41616229
It says something about Taman (the QM) that we have driven it that far off the rails and he still has a plan.

>>41616264
Yeah, he just kind of let asspull become plot and just worked around all the KUUUBOOOOO that the players pulled and made things even more hype most of the time.

He is the true successor to KUBO.

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>>41615821

While you were all pretty tired, there was no harm in training a little bit more.

You all decide to go over a few basics. But instead of going to the training yard, you all go outside of the school, where forests and some slightly vicious forest animals dwell, but would not really cause a threat to you.

While you went over some of the techniques you already knew, you realized how close life and death situations put people together and allow them to bond. It was almost strange how these two used to be strangers almost half a year ago, and yet now you would consider them your closest friends.

After going over the basics, you decide to spend the night outside. The denizens of the forest wouldn't dare try to fight you. So after building a small fire, Dominic fell fast asleep.

You and Eliza sat in comfortable silence, interrupted only by the noises of the night and the crackling of the fire.

You kind of wished that this could be your life.

But, you knew that wasn't that truth. This was only a facet of your life, a comfortable one to be sure; but fleeting. This was the life you chose when you witnessed the burning of the orphanage.

To seek absolute justice, no matter where it went. Nothing but the truth would be accepted. No matter the form, you were a seeker of truth.

Eliza seemed to notice your darkening expression and nudged a little closer to you.

"Oi," she said quietly, staring intently at you. "You okay?"

You shrug and poke the fire with a stick, a time wasting action. "Not really." You admit, watching the fire jump and sing its little tune.

"I've was thinking about how Ken must have felt, watching himself kill innocents over and over." You hear yourself say; it's not exactly what you were thinking, but its something you wanted to get out all the same.

>cont

>>41616264
When in doubt?

Literally throw gods at your players.

It still won't stop Aizen!

>>41616093
>>41616106
>>41616162
>>41616229
>>41616264
>>41616305
that sounds hilarious. i should check it out.

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>>41616315

"Knowing that he had all that blood on his hands. He must feel terrible." Eliza nods at your words. "Few times during my training, he had this look on his face. Like he was guilty of an unspeakable crime."

She shrugs, "In a way, I suppose he kind of is." She pokes around with her stick, used a few hours earlier to draw little formations and designs for attacks.

"Sometimes," She begins, and trails off before starting again. "Sometimes I feel like you look the same way. Like you carry the whole world on your shoulder; and you shouldn't. Dom and I-" She gestures to the sleeping male, who rolls as a response.

"We're here for you."

You were pretty touched by that, coming from her; the Queen of ice, even though Dominic was the Ice mage.

She stretched, "Well, I'm going to get some rest, you're on first watch."

Is there anything else you wanna say to her?

>Write-in

>>41616445
U-uh thanks, i didn't realize i seemed to carry around such a burden, i'll try not to worry you next time. Thanks though Eliz.

>>41616445
>"I'll be watchin' dat ass... I mean, I'll be watching, sleep fast!"

>>41616496
anon please drink some water

cause you thirsty as hell daaaaaamn

>>41616445
just timeskip to the encounter that is inevitably coming

>>41616520
Hey, when it's dark and she's alone, on the way back to the dorm, I'll be there to

TAKE YOUR WAIFU!

>>41616445
Well Thanks Eliza, you're a real friend

>>41616554
the encounter only happens if i try to make lewds happen, its a pissed off zireth

>hinting at this mystery behind black hill orphanage
>finally eliza by herself
>nothing
meh

>>41616633
Sorry, what, I can hear you over the sound of how nice her ass looks.

>>41616588
>>41616492
but uhh.

POWER OF FRIENDSHIP

>i said nothing

>>41616496
>>41616566
do you guys want me to write lewds? no guarantees

>>41616445
Ask her about the orphanage

>>41616661
sitting on the fence

>>41616661
Lewds? God no, I'm making jokes.

Fuck, man. Chill.

Also, those were both me.

It was me all along, Tart, ME!!

>>41616647
>but you've never seen her butt
anon how.
>>41616697
im way to gullible for this shit
>writing

>>41616713
>anon how.
I'll have you know.

I have!

And yeah, pretty gullible. I thought the fact I was suggesting raping literally everyone OTHER than Hawkins was a dead giveaway.

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>>41616445
"Hey Eliza?" You say, as she begins to stand up.

"Hmm?"

"Thanks." You smile at her, "Sometimes its hard to realize when I carry such a burden around that I can actually share it with the people around me. I'll be relying on you guys much more now you know."

You laugh as you scratch the back of your head, "But thanks though Liz, it means a lot."

She stares at you for a few seconds, before turning her head away quickly.

The fire seems awfully red on her face.

"Y-yeah, whatever." She says, waving her hand.

"G'night." She lies down on her sleeping bag, not bothering to zip it up because of the heat.

"I have something I need to ask you about, but maybe's not the right time." You stare at the moon making its crowded journey across the starry sky once more.

"Mmmaybe another time." She agrees, already sounding tired. It doesn't take long for her to doze off.

>cont
>>41616776
its humorous

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>>41616854
>"G'night." She lies down on her sleeping bag, not bothering to zip it up because of the heat.

>>41616854
Aw, so cute.

It will be so much better when down the line we make hints to confess our love to her after a mission and have her die horribly because of plot and critfails. From yours truly.

MUAHAHAHAHA.

*Cough.

>>41616916
>tfw Cellanon's not!cousins in this setting gank Eliza

I'd be so proud.

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>>41616967
Just as i planned.

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>>41616854
Eventually, you wake Dominic up to take your place as your curl on top of your bag as well; dreams overtaking you.

You dream of the Orphanage, your last day there.

You weren't exactly the most sociable of the kids there, being almost 15. You didn't get along with the younger children's antics, nor did you appreciate being saddled with taking care of some of them.

You always had thought that there was this one caretaker that was a little strange. You don't even remember their gender.

All you remember is that you would sometimes find them staring at the house, almost unnervingly so. You remember one time a kid shot a ball merely inches from their face, but they didn't even flinch.

In your dream though, the scene changed. Instead of finding the place on fire; you suddenly see the caretaker change form.

They growled, voice multiplying and groaning as the crack of bones meshing together and melting sounds of flesh fusing.

In its place stood a monstrosity of its own right, faces fused together and stitched inside its skin; the mouths pushing and moving inside the flesh, voicing words that would never be heard.

The limbs of the creature seemed to be branches of arms that were awkwardly thrown together in some sort of Frankenstein-y grotesque being. The moaning of the creature became a bone-chilling roar, and it began tearing into the build, smashing its head and arms into the building, wailing and moaning the entire time.

You felt compelled to do something. But just as you took a step forward, its attention suddenly shifts to you.

You ready your weapons that suddenly appear in your hands, almost instinctively.

You're on your own

What to do?

>Defend yourself, this thing is too dangerous for a full offense

>The best offense is a good defense! Hit it with all you got!

>The magic flows within your blood, destroy it!

>Other

>>41617150
>>The magic flows within your blood, destroy it!

>>41617150

>The magic flows within your blood, destroy it!

Feel the power Alex.

>>41617150
>The magic flows within your blood, destroy it!

there really wasn't any other option

>>41617203
>>41617186
>>41617178
suppose not really.
roll 1d100?

>>41617150
>The best offense is a good defense! Hit it with all you got!

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>41617227
Mkay, my specialty.

>>41617227
>>41617239
second thoughts, ill wait a bit longer.

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>41617227
The path to justice is paved with copious amounts of magic.

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>41617150
>>The magic flows within your blood, destroy it!

>>41617249
PERFECT!

Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>41617249
HAHAHAHHA IM STILL COUNTING THIS THO

PERFECTION AT ITS PERFECTEST

>now i have to make a new spell

>>41617249
Fuck yeah

>>41617249
What the hell.
>>41617256
I hope you at least take Cellnon's roll.

Can't get swole from dreaming anyway.

But apparently we can get magic from it.

muh dick

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>>41617280
>>41617288
Mmmhm,
yep
>>41617249

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>>41617249
....

*Sunglasses*

Perfection.

>>41617315
magic is all in the brain anyways, it takes imagination to weave a spell. least thats where i think my universe is going

>>41617340
So... do i get to make the new spell?

AM I PUSHING IT?

>>41617365
i prefer to make it myself, gives me a chance to flex some limerrick abilities.
if you have a good idea, you can pitch it at me though.on my twitter or ask.fm

>>41617385
inb4 i am the bone of my sword

>>41617430
>I am the wall of my Cell(s)

>Inb4 all biology puns

>>41617385
Awright man cool.

I will be pitching a slow storm of ideas over ask as i think of dark based spells.

Time to rip off a bunch of people, and then maybe actually come up with one myself!

>>41617454
YES

>>41617454
god no.

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>>41617150
Somehow in this dreamscape, the monster moves slowly. You see its broken arms stumble and reform in slow motion as it hurtles towards you.

But its all too slow. You feel the magic in your fingertips, and wonder if the shadow-y figure from before was lending you his strength.

It's almost as if someone whispers the incantation in your ears, yet as if you've practiced this spell over and over.

This monster, this beast; destroyed your home, your sanctuary and killed many others.

It was going to face justice.

"I am the fang of carnage!

The fang that does not hesitate, nor shall it falter.

It seeks only the death of my foes,

And I shall grant it it's one desire!"

The creature almost seems to realize its mistake, but keeps tumbling forward; perhaps out of desperation?

You don't care.

"Carnage Seeker!" You yell, as a blast of magic that takes the form of a blood red wolf torpedos forward and evelopes the demon.

It seems to scream, the voices of the many faces could be heard through its tearing skin, dozens of moans, wails and pleas for help could be heard.

But Salvation was already here.

As you watched, the wolf's transulcent body showed the chaos happening inside; as the wolf grew heads inside its body that tore at the monster again and again, ripping flesh and bone asunder.

The creature screamed again and again, and thrashed out against the wolf; but its attempts were futile. It only served to further access to its more vulnerable areas, as the heads sunk teeth into its head and heart.

Eventually, the screaming died off. And you watched quietly as the wolf vanished into thin air, taking its prisoner with it.

And then the Orphanage was on fire.

>cont

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>>41617662

As the Orphanage burned with the inferno like heat that you remember, it was then that with a sad certainty you realized something.

That the past couldn't be changed- no, shouldn't be changed.

It was something that made you the person who you were today, and no doubt changed Eliza too.

Without this, neither of you would be the people you are today.

So maybe a little pain is okay.

It just hurts your heart a little.

>>41617709
damn that's actually quite sad

>>41617709
I feel like this may be a good place to stop. So i'll probably end it here!

Thanks for playing everyone! I really appreciate it!

I'll be around for questions as usual.

Twitter: https://twitter.com/tart093
Ask.fm: http://ask.fm/tart093

>>41617756
>>41617756
thanks for running DarkTart, another good run/ Enjoyed it.