Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46527315
Turn Meredith back.

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>>46527559
You attempt to undo the magic placed on the duchess, deciding perhaps she's had enough. You wave your hand to dismiss the magic, but Duke gets in the way, being changed back into a bull.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46527315
Summon Ånketervia, God-lord of evil hats and battle.

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>>46527710
You feel your hands tremple as you raise them to the sky. You call upon the divine judgement of Ånketervia, God-lord of evil hats and battle.

As the clouds part a glowing light shines on you as you hear a booming voice.

"YOU LACK SUFFICIENT PIETY TO SUMMON ÅNKETERVIA. Please accept this token for attempting to waste his precious time."

A top hat with a pentagram slowly floats down from the sky. It radiates evil.

>>46527588
>>46527813
Sorry about the trip. I'm taking part in the EVO-thread while waiting for commands, forgot to put it back on.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46527813
Place hat on Meredith.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46527813

Turn self into an exact likeness of Meredith to taught her being stuck as a cow.

Teleport The cowgirl to India so she can live the rest of her life in peace. Then, summon Huma Dragonbane to help us rid the world of that asshole dragon. Finally, make our butt the most pert thing in existence.

Rolled 1, 1 = 2 (2d2)

>>46527946
Roll didn't work.

>>46527946
You fucked up.

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>>46527840
You walk over to the cow and begin attempting to place the hat on her. You instead receive a powerful kick to the chest and a broken rib.

>>46527850
As you get back up you shape shift yourself to look exactly like a human Meredith, and proceed to mock the duchess. She lays down and begins to cry, or at least she cries, but being a cow, she is incapable.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46528022
Pet the cow to make her feel better, then turn her back into her human form.

(stay as her human form)

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46528072
This Quest really hates this woman. Change ourselves back to normal.

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>46528022

Turn back our normal form and turn Meredith to her form but as cowgirl/minotaur girl with maid uniform.

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>>46527946
You decide to get rid of Meredith, sending her someplace she might fight some peace, even if she is a cow. With a bit of magic you attempt to teleport her but instead Duke goes missing. You weren't exactly very attached to the old bull anyways, so this is not a very big loss.

You decide to summon some additonal aid for the coming dragon fight. A year of training, super powerful magic dragon slayer lance/sword and godlike abilities may not cut it. You attempt to summon a warrior with dragon slaying experience. As you attempt to summon him however a portal opens up and you instead summon forth a small dragon that flies around the ship, it's getting ready to attack.

You decide to take a quick moment to make yourself really pull off this body than even Meredith could, but you don't really know what you're doing, and you change yourself into a bit of an old hag.

>>46528072
You place your hand on the cow and try to cheer it up, but it only begins to panic more. You attempt to change it back, but as the dragon shakes the boat, your concentration is broke, and Meredith winds up as a pained abomination somewhere between human and animal.

>>46528127
>>46528162
You sigh as you undo the magic on yourself and then begin finally fixing Meredith, but not completely. You change her into a horned, hooved and tailed version of herself and dress her in a maid outfit.

She immediately crawls over to you and lays down at your feet and begins to weep.

"Please, please let me go, I want to go home! I don't want to be here anymore! Please!"

She clings to your leg and continues to beg and cry, stopping only between sniffling and gasps of breath.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46528398
turn the little dragon into a large butterfly, tell meredith that you can't be expected to slay the dragon without a maid, and that she's a vital part of the future of the region.

>>46528398
>Maid cowgirl is begging for our dick.
>Posts image of the dragon.

"This is your home now."

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>46528398

"No! You did bad thing to your people! You shall redeem yourself or forever be plaything!"

"You posses the might of minotaur and experienced from watching our fight! Go and kick that dragon's ass! Otherwise I will force you to play LARP version of Maid RPG!"

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>>46528481
You look to the skies, the dragon is not very big, but it is still a threat. You decide to change it into a butterfly. As it shifts and begins to roar, the transformation starting, you turn back to Meredith.

"You're my maid now, all dragon slayers need a maid, it's critically important."

She gives you a confused stare, her eyes red and watery, begin drifting between you and her own body.

"What do you mean? You're not making any sense. Why do I still have a tail? Why do I have horns? Why is this happening to me?"

She starts to go into hysterics but you cut her off.

>>46528559
"You betrayed your people and cost the lives of hundreds of innocents, you don't get to go home, you're going to make up for what you've done, or you'll suffer as my play thing, forever."

She lets go of you, shaking, crying, trying not to hold back from making any sounds. She looks terrified.

"You posses the might of a minotaur and experienced from watching our fight! Go and kick that monsters ass!" you say, pointing in the direction of where the dragon came from. She stares wide eyed.

You turn around and notice a much larger butterfly than you expected... bigger than the airship even. Three times atleast, by your count.

Meredith slowly gets to her feet, er, hooves, and walks in the direction, shaking. She clears her throat and quietly mutters a threat to the giant beast.

"P-p-ple-please go away. Or... or I will... uh.. h-hurt you."

A massive appendage comes slamming downwards, shaking the entire ship and crushing Meredith.

>>46528549
>begging for our dick.
I think you have a fundamental misunderstanding about this situation.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46528876

No worry. Meredith can handle it if she is serious enough. She need a little push like... being angry as bull.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46528990
Bring her back to life and give her a big bugswatter

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>>46528990
You look over at the mighty butterfly concerned. You're pretty sure that wasn't enough to kill Meredith, but maybe you should give her some help. You focus on the emotion of rage and attempt to force it into her mind.

Soon the ship begins to rumble, as the massive arm of the butterfly is lifted upwards and Meredith rises up, screaming with rage.

With a powerful tug, she pulls the arm of the beast completely off, and swings it around, knocking the beast out of the sky and towards the ground.

She lets out a victory roar before throwing the leg overboard. You walk forwards to congratulate her but as she turns to face you, you can tell she's far from over.

"I'M GONNA TEAR YOUR STUPID FUCKING HEAD OFF!" She yells as she scrapes her hoof across the deck, as if getting ready to charge. You're pretty sure you can see steam coming from her nostrils.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46529144
tell her you're the only one who can turn her back to a human, then change her hands to boneless wobbly jokes.

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>>46529205
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. I'm the only one who can change you back into human" you say as she readies a mighty punch.

As she raises it high in the air, the arm suddenly drops downward, boneless. She stares at it in confusion, and then the second does the same.

She yells before attempting a headbutt,which you dodge, causing her to fall forward, unable to lift herself up with ineffective arms.

After a few minutes of yelling, screaming and flailing noodle arms your rage spell seems to fade.

"Okay. I'll cooperate." she says quietly.

"But can you at least make me or my clothes into something less... humiliating?

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46529367
I'll try, but you and I might be operating on a different scale here.

>give her exactly the same outfit but with a nice ribbon in her hair

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46529367
Bitch were in control here. Give her back her bones, as well as a nose ring.

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>>46529450
You look over the toppled minotaur and think about it.

"I can try, but I make no promises."

You go to work, imagining yourself tying a nice ribbon in her hair. When you finish, a ribbon is tied around her finger.

"You didn't even try did you." She asks.

>>46529473
"Hey, beggers can't be choosers." you say as you fix up her arms and give her a golden nose ring. She immediately feels it. "Oh no, oh no, not my face." She gets herself up with her arms and begins touching the ring. She lets out a sad sigh before sitting down, quietly upset, rubbing the ring anxiously.

"Where is this dragon were looking for anyways?" She asks. "I stopped paying attention to your whole thing a few weeks back... you know, when I was a cow."

"Uh, about that, we don't actually know where Timulth is exactly... but we are looking. Or at least we were, until we got distracted with you." you explain.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46529773
Cast a spell that makes her keep sneezing in the direction we need to go

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>>46529850
As Meredith keeps tugging on the nose ring, you get an idea. You perform a quick spell and she sneezes, and then again, and again.

You begin shifting the ship in that direction, causing her head shift slightly, as she starts tearing up from the constant sneezing, using pauses, to breath and let out the occasional strained "Make it staa- aaaa- ACHOO"

The ship moves quickly, and within about an hour you can spot a massive cave, Meredith's nose seems to confirm this as the place. Her face is dripping in blood, flowing from her nostrils, her eyes squinting in extreme discomfort.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46530083
This may be the most tortured character of OPMUQ yet, all she needs is a forced dump and some bee stings. For now, let's just end the sneezing.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46530083
Stop the sneezing, create a tissue for her, then ask her if she has a nose for dragons.

>>46530112
>>46530129

Oh wow, poor Meredith.

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>>46530112
You attempt to end the sneezing, but only cause the fits to become more rapid. You try getting closer, attempting to summon a tissue for her, she grabs hold of the materializing thing and immediately, regrets her decision to sneeze into it, you having accidentally created sandpaper.

You try to eliminate the spell once more, and you're pretty sure you got it.

"So, would you say you have a-"
ACHOO
"Have a no-"
"ACHOO"
"nose fo-"
ACHOO
"dragons."

Meredith's sneezing only seems to get worse, leaving extremely brief windows for air intake, she's practically hyperventilating.

She stares at you with terror in her eyes.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46530226
make her not need to breathe, clearly sneezomancy is not our forte

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>>46530269
You decide to remove her need for air all together. The sneezing comes to a stop and you let out a sigh of relief.

"So would you say you have a nose for dragons?" you ask with a big grin on your face, which she can't see because you are wearing a helmet.

She stares at you blankly, her face practically blue. Her mouth opens to breath, but no air seems to go in, and it doesn't make a sound. She's suffocating.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46530370
Undo all sneezing and air based spells!

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46530370
it's always something else with this woman isn't it?

dispel everything but the cowgirl transfiguration and the maid costume, then look at her and say

>I know, doesn't that mountain view just take your breath away?

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46530370
Use your powers to scry into the cave, to try and scope out what sort of traps and defenses Timulth may have set up against intruders.

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>>46530418
You wave your hand and she begins gasping for air.

"I know, doesn't that mountain view just take your breath away?"

She just lets out a long moan. "My face feels bad, I can see funny colors all around..." she says in a soft and dazed voice, as she wipes away blood from her face. She lays down and closes her eyes.

You look down at the cave below and wonder if you and Alexander, in the form of Alarin, will be strong enough to face him.

>>46530671
make our skin fire-proof, and make meredith's maid costume skimpier, like... maidkini.

her skin needs to breathe

once she's back up and ready to go, let's check out the cave

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46530671
Hide this boat from detection and rest for the night.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46530752
didn't roll

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>>46530599
You sit down and meditate for a moment, attempting to visualize the inside of the dragons cave. You see no signs of traps, but you can feel the presence of powerful magic. You see some stone guardians crafted with magic to defend the dragons hoard. Deep in the cave you see the dragon Timulth, loungin in it's piles of gold. Along the walls lie various women, trapped in crystal. You try to get a look when you notice the dragon staring right at you. Surely he can't tell... or perhaps maybe he can. He opens his mouth and you feel forced from your vision as his magic cancels yours.

>>46530790
He probably knows you're coming now, but you should probably wait for Meredith. You cover the boat in an illusion, so that to anyone looking at it from the outside it would be invisible.

>>46530752
>>46530809
You get to work on the important things, like Meredith's outfit. You attempt to make the outfit smaller and more revealing. You manage to do that... sort of when the outfit shrinks, causing it to tightly wrap around Meredith cutting off blood circulation in certain areas.

It's always something with her isn't it, you think to yourself. Moving on to fire proofing yourself, you give it a try, but wind up just giving yourself some burns along your hands as they catch fire and you quickly wave them out.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46531061
Turn Meredith into a magical healing body pillow for exactly 8 hours. Sleep with your arms tightly locked around her.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46531061
Undo the shrinkage on Meredith's outfit so that it isn't doing harm to her, making it extra durable and protective in the process.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46531061
The maid outfit thing is kinda dumb at this point; she's already transformed and at our mercy, and now she'll soon be heading into combat alongside us. So let's swap it out with magical battle armor? Not even a battle bikini, just straight up armor fit for a charging half-minotaur.

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>>46531112
Getting a little weird again... but at least it isn't bestiality rape.

You look over Meredith and think about making her dangerous outfit more comfortable. Your mind begins to drift as you get really tired. You really could go for a pillow. Before you can realize what you've done, Meredith has become the image on the side of a body pillow. You get ready to change her back but decide there couldn't be any harm in waiting till morning.

You sleep comfortably as the magic pillow heals your burned hands.

You wake up in the morning to a shaking pillow. As you rub your eyes and become more awake, you notice the Meredith pillow is attempting to shake you off of it. You let go and in a puff of smoke, Meredith returns to normal, completely healed.

"What the hell was that!? You were clinging onto me all night, but I couldn't move. That was so creepy, don't do that ever again! I mean... please.. I can't really stop you, so I'm asking nicely. That was terrifying and I don't want to experience again. Also I think something is wrong with your maid outfit, it's really uncomfortable."

>>46531202
You wave your hand and attempt to fix it, but something strange comes over you. You begin to shrink the outfit even further. She starts having difficulty breathing and tears at the outfit, but you cause it to be extra durable and harder to tear as it gets tighter, choking the life out of her. She manages to use her minotaur strength to tear up the outfit completely.

"What did I do? I'm sorry I brought up the pillow thing I guess? I just really really didn't like it."

>>46531363
You get back to your senses as she's going on and on about how she's sorry. You have a splitting headache and just want her to stop talking. You conjure some armor for her naked body and continue trying to clear her head. In a few minutes she taps on your shoulder to let you know the armor doesn't fit her, as it's made for a man,and one without horns, hooves and a tail at that.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46531540
Kinda forgot the powers made us evil and crazy. Give her skin more durable than iron.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46531540
Conjure her up a few wardrobes full of clothing and armor and stuff that she can pick through, so she'll have something to wear during the assault on the dragon's stronghold.

Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>46531540
get her back to human form with minotaur strenght

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>>46531658
>Kinda forgot the powers made us evil and crazy.
So did I.

You wave your hand and Meredith stands up tall. "Woah. I feel stronger than ever. What did you do?"

"Your skin should be tougher than any metal now, no need for armor."

"Okay, that's great, but I could still really use some clothes." She says as she wraps a blanket around herself.

>>46531794
You conjure forth a massive amount of outfits and armors, she excitedly goes into a backroom to change, but after several minutes and dozens of ruined clothes she tells you that these don't really fit her current state.

>>46531806
You finally give in, and with a wave of your hands she reduces in size as her horns and tail disappear, returning to her human form. She's shocked at first but she smiles and thanks you before heading in to the back room and returning in a suit of armor.

>>46531112
>>46531202
>>46531363
>>46531794
Sheesh, no wonder she made a deal with dragons and an evil goddess. The whims of fate and dice ain't exactly kind to her otherwise.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46531861
>Thanking us for undoing something bad we do to her.
Stockholm syndrom setting in at last.

Give her a cool sword and instantly transfer all fighting knowledge gained over the year.

>>46531861
Approach and enter the dragon's stronghold! Avoid messing with the dragon's hoard in hopes that the stone guardians will leave us alone if we do.

Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>46531861
The boat can now go through walls

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>>46531918
You turn to the newly armored Meredith and conjure a sword for her.

"I don't really know how to use this... I was kind of just working off of intense minotaur rage before... also I'm pretty sure that butterfly was actually a hell of a lot weaker than it looked."

You place a finger on your head and another on hers. In a moment you give her all of the knowledge, skill and experience you and Alexander had gained over the course of the year you spent together.

You look at the cave and then back to her, she nods. The two of you jump from the boat, landing on the magical fall softening grass (remember that?) and walking towards the cave entrance.

As you approach you notice two large stone guardians moving to intercept you. The two of you prepare yourselves.

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>46532059
Become invisible to magical objects

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46532059

Get the stone beings to see your point of view.

>>46532059
turn gravity off for the stone guardians

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>>46532046
Taking the time between the now and the guardians actually getting to you, you focus on allowing the boat to be able to pass through walls.

also I decided I would post a recap on the MC:

You are:
Aarin Brown, adventurer with magic god powers. Great with a lance, and has built his very own, super magical lance that can pierce dragon hide and maybe even their magic resistance.

Currently Fused with:
Alexander Blackgate, master swordsman knight who served under Meredith, trained with you, is a pretty cool guy.

To Form:
Alarin BrownGate. Knight sorcerer, has a cool sword/lance made of pure magical energies and the same properties as Aarin's magical lance. Pic related.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46532178

Turn the guards into puppies.

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>>46532122
You wave your hand at the guardians and they simply look up, returning to their posts. Meredith looks confused.

>>46532133
You decide to take this further, having the guardians look at this from your point of view, maybe even get them on your side. Unfortunately they both turn and glare at you. Your spell seems to have given away your position, and they are not too pleased

>>46532262
You quickly try to get rid of them by changing them into puppies. You start trying to focus on the giants, coming shifting their forms... but rather than puppies you begin creating something else. Giant flesh and blood bipedal wolves, the twice as big as a human being. They come at you and you laugh maniacally at your vicious creation.

"What are you doing!?" Shouts Meredith. You think about what you just did and realize, you have no idea why you just did that.

>>46532401
They suddenly turn into friendly daisy golems

Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>46532526
Woops

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46532401
>>46532545

Make them even bigger, and on our side.

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>>46532526
>>46532545
As the dog beasts approach you accidently step on a daisy, which gives you an idea.

You begin transforming the rock golems turned dog golems, into large friendly daisy golems. As they change you can see the anger and viciousness drain from their faces. They wander around the plains looking at the wonderful magical grass and picking flowers.

>>46532554
You whistle to get their attention. As they look at you, you begin forcing your magic into their minds. They begin to see you as a friend, or even someone to be served. They grow in size drastically and begin to follow you.

Together the four of you wander into the dragons cave. You can smell something vile in the air, and see the piles of gold. As you go deeper, you realize that Timulth only really had the two guards for defense... clearly they must have been extremely tough... huh.

Up ahead you spot a massive doorway leading into the main treasure room, there Timulth awaits with your wonderful Rose, captured.

>>46532796
The first one was a 2 from a d100 by the way

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>46532796
Summon a ghost captain to lead the ghost ship through the door

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46532796
Confront Timmy! Er, Timulth.

Summon a large lollipop with a golden wrapper. Offer it in trade to the dragon in exchange for the people he's captured.

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>>46532837
Oh... uh... oops?

>>46532904
Deciding that you'd prefer to enter these doors with a little more of a showy entrance you conjure up a powerful ghost captain to steer your ship. You see him appear on deck and try to call instructions to him. The ship begins to move... in the opposite direction. Within mere moments it's out of sight.

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>>46533007
One of the golems puts a hand on your shoulder. "I don't think he's coming back."

You let out a sigh and return to the big gate. The door slowly opens, the golden glow of gold and magical fires lights up the hall. In front of you lays the mighty beast Timulth, laying in a pile of gold.

"Who dares to enter my domain, and what is it that you seek?" he calls out to you.

"I have come seeking the return of the people captured by you, foul beast, and in return I bring the mightiest lolipop!" you respond as you conjure fourth the mighty treat.

The beast begins to laugh.

"And why would I trade these humans to you in exchange for a lolipop? No matter how gigantic and sweet it may be."

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46533182
Shoot energy blasts at Timulth

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>>46533221
"Then you leave me no option." You say as you begin running towards the Timulth, shooting blasts of arcane energy from the tip of your swordlance. The blasts are powerful, but they seem to leave no trace of damage on the dragon, who is beginning to become angry.

As it opens it's mouth, a massive torrent of flames comes out, destroying the golems on it's way to you and Meredith.

>>46533060
The ghost captain was a ghost pirate captain? Avast, we've been skyjacked! And we never even considered getting a comprehensive insurance plan for it!

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46533274
Enchant the lollipop to make it suck up dragon breath, using it as fuel to become even more succulent.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46533274
Shield Meredith with our body. Then enchant your sword to land it's next strike.

>>46533339
>>46533359
Jumping infront of Meredith you hold the lolipop infront of you. The swirl of the lolipop begins to spin, pulling in all the dragons fire and causing the lolipop to take on a magical glow.

"THAT LOOKS DELICIOUS!" Shouts Timulth angrily.

You put the sword to your side and begin to enchant it. This next blow will hit, you just hope you can properly deliver a spell through his defenses.

Rolled 34 (1d100)

Add reactor fueled by dragonfire to our lance for maximum penetration

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>>46533463
You summon forth a powerful dragon fire fueled reactor connected to your swordlance, and prepare to strike, before realizing that all of the reactors fuel is quickly being devoured by the lolipop!

Luckily you have already guaranteed a hit on the beast.

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>>46533432
>"THAT LOOKS DELICIOUS!" Shouts Timulth angrily.
Once again I woke someone up laughing at something I couldn't possibly be able to explain without appearing crazy. Well played.

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>46533530
Last one before going to bed
Reactor now uses daisies, throw lollipop at him and strike his neck with thrusters on overdrive, pilebunker style

>>46533657
o sheeit

>>46533530
Gesture to Meredith to secure the captured people and get them out of the cave while the dragon is distracted.

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>>46533657
Attaching the engine to the weapon you change its design slightly, pulling in daisies from outside with powerful magic force, the engine begins to run. You toss the lolipop at Timulth, who instinctively bites into it.

You jump into the air, diving, plunging the swordlance into its neck,which it barely manages to pierce before becoming stuck. The engine begins kicking in and the swordlance plunges deep into the dragons throat with a massive wave of magical energies. The dragon coughs up the lolipop, as well as lots of blood.

You wave to Meredith, she begins gathering as many of the fair maidens as she can, smashing their crystal prisons and laying them over her shoulder.

Timulth's throat begins repairing itself, but your blade is still lodged within and he cannot remove it. You have the perfect opportunity to finish him off.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46534026
Sever his head from his body with the magic sword lance weapon thing, then transmute the head into a regular human child.

Also clean up the lollipop, and tell the child that they can have it, if they promise to be good and not grow up to be a horrible world-wrecking menace.

>>46534286
Darn, I got too greedy

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>>46534286
With the spear end of the weapon firmly in the beasts neck you grab it by the hilt, attempting to slice with the sword, severing its head. Unfortunately, the wound heals as fast as you carve. You begin casting magic, but the dragon shrugs it off, before delivering a powerful blow with it's claw, rending through your armor and tearing a massive wound in your chest.

He turns his attention to Meredith.
"I will not allow you to rob me of my treasures! You are vile creatures, you deserve to know the pain of loneliness! You cannot have them!"

He begins charging at Meredith, who drops the maidens and begins running from the dragon, who, carefully avoids harming them, before coming crashing down on the duchess, holding her down with his weight.

Sorry I keep losing the trip, again, I'm also taking part in the EVO-Thread.

Rolled 9 (1d100)

Summon him a mate.

Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>46534597
"Don't you take your eyes off me you son of a bitch!" Stab back.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46534597
Summon gingerbread men to aid you in your hour of need!

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>>46534646
You get yourself to your feet, your massive wound taking it's toll on you. You point forward with your massive weapon, channeling your magic through to try and create a dragon mate to distract Timulth, but you can barely stand. Your magic produces a tiny lizard, which is cure at first, but bites into your toe.

You turn to face the dragon once more, noticing him about to remove the head of Meredith.

You run and jump at the beast, landing on it's back and driving your blade at it's back, but the blade does not pierce it's scales. You cough up blood before being knocked against a cave wall. You can barely move any part of your body, you're dying.

Timulth stares at you with hate in his eyes. "Die human, die knowing you have failed. Asriel rules this world now, and there is nothing you can do to stop her. I assure you a death by my hands is far more merciful and respectful than anything you would receive from her.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46534794
Call the lollipop of lusciousness to you and take a lick, drawing from its incredible confectionary power to health your body and drive back the beast that denied its appetizing appeal.

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>>46534792
You slowly lift your weapon, conjuring a portal, out of which spill several gingerbread men.

"What is this?" Timulth laughs as dozens more gingerbread spill out. He lifts meredith up in one claw to make sure she doesn't get away, before flying over to investigate. His jaw snaps, grabing on of them and devouring it.

"These are sweets? For what purpose?"

Hundreds of gingerbread men are spilling out, marching towards him. He starts backing up slowly.

"What are you planning? What is this? What trickery is this?"

There are thousands of gingerbread men now walking towards Timulth, who is causiously retreating.

"Call them off or I'll kill the girl."

You open your mouth to respond, but you cough up blood instead of words. You are on death's door now.

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>>46534926
You hold out a hand and the mighty lolipod comes flying into it. With a single lick, you feel it's powerful energies flowing through you. You body quickly heals and you brandish the mighty snack in one hand, and your swordlance in the other.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46534941
"Go ahead."

Attack dragon.

>>46534941
What, can't stomach the forces marching against you? You've no taste for a proper fight, so you're hiding behind a hostage? I did not expect your will to fight would dessert you so soon.

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>>46535023
"Go ahead!" You shout at the dragon, before charging forward. Timulth seems confused, dragging his claw across her faces, drawing blood.

"She is your companion is she not? And it doesn't bother you to see her suffer? How disgusting. Every creature in this world is the same, none of you deserve happiness, you deserve to rot in this world, alone and afraid!"

You charge the dragon, and receive a powerful blow to the face, leaving a scar. You get back up and notice Meredith begging for mercy, Timulth pauses to consider, leaving him open.

Meanwhile the gingerbread men have begun their completely ineffective assault on the dragon, and with a single slap from his tail, more than half are destroyed.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46535210
>Showing Mercy
The fool.

GIGA LANCE BREAKER

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>>46535229
With a mighty attack, you burst forward using the dragondaisy engine, as well as growing your swordlance to massive proportions, you cause it to spin. You shoot violently at Timulth, plunging it into his chest, getting through some scales, and drilling deep into his flesh.

Timulth drops Meredith into the pile of treasure and attempts to grab hold of the spear, pushing back, but the rotarion only causes him injuries on his claws, severing a few fingers which begin growing back.

Timulth howls in pain. "You vile beast! Why won't you just die!"

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46535377
"You think we're awful!? You just cause misery for others because you can!"

Begin charging energies to cast.

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>>46535422
As you begin to charge your energies for a final assault, Timulth begins clawing at you, carving into your flesh and breaking your concentration.

"I'm at peace with my place in this world of misery and suffering, I have lived in sorrow since I was a young drake. Mistress Asriel showed me I could be strong, I could destroy those who would want to destroy me. I'm as vile as they come, but I spread misery to those who deserve it. I will wallow in the darkness of this world, and I will drag others into it with me!"

(Also can I ask what you were intending on doing with "saved up magics? I assume you wanted it to be like an auto success on next roll? but why didn't you just roll?)

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46535377
>"You vile beast! Why won't you just die!"
Because as vile as we may be, compared to you we're the good guys!

Activate the 'pierce the target and destroy it from inside with magic' power of the lance and start pouring magic into it. Candymancy magic, preferably, but whatever the sword-lance will take, I suppose.

>>46535422
He was speaking in response to what you wrote by the way, I forgot to write in the MC actually saying it.

>>46535536
"You choose kidnapping people and keeping them in rocks against their will instead of accept candy. You'd rather burninate the country-side rather than actually try to make friends. You're not settling for being miserable, you're actively trying to make others feel the same way so you can feel better about yourself!"

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>>46535552
The drill begins to glow as you channel your magical energies through it. Cracks begin to form around the beast and light shines through. The wound punched by the drill explodes outward in a stream of blood. Timulth screams in agony as it's scales lose their bright color, becoming gray and brittle. The shine of the dragons magic, and resistance fades, and the beast falls to the ground, bleeding out.

"Happiness belongs to the pure... and the pure died out a long time ago. Asriel will kill you... and if she doesn't, you'll wish she did." The dying monster lets out it's final warning to you before closing it's eyes.

>>46535799
Kick him in the head to make sure.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46535799
Quick, transfer his consciousness into the (hopefully otherwise non-sapient) tiny lizard!

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46535799
>>46535840
Fudge, that didn't work. Um, um, let's see, what else might... wait, fudge! Candymancy! Transform the dying lizard into a healthy gumdrop fairy. People love gumdrop fairies, so maybe he'll be less alone and sorrowful in this new form?

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46535894
Change fairy into giant dying dragon.

>>46535964
Aww, come on. Asriel seems to have brainwashed him a bit after she took him in when he was in a bad place. He seemed kinda like an emo teenager with too much power, not enough restraint, and a deity egging him on. Seems like reasonable rehabilitation material.

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>>46535828
You kick the dragon in the head. There is a loud, annoyed groan. So you kick again.

"I wish to die as I lived, in solitude, if that is too much to ask."

You look down and notice the lizard still firmly attached to your boot, biting hard. You get an idea as you attempt to draw the spirit of Timulth out of it's body and into the tiny creature, but instead you find yourself overcome by your powers once more. You have no desire to give mercy. Not to the dragon, not to that wicked duchess, not to anyone. You point your lance at the dragon and draw it's soul out of it's body, and anchoring it's soul to this room, unable to move on. With one hand you lift upward and cause Meredith to float towards you.

"What are you doing? You told him you were okay with letting me die!"

"I was. You dropped the person most precious to me, just so you had a chance to save yourself. You're a filthy coward."

>>46535894
You get ready to do something very drastic before you stop yourself. You place Meredith on the ground, you feel dazed and confused. You turn to the dying body of the dragon and laugh, transforming it into a gumdrop fairy, but the creature stares blankly, as it has no soul. You continue to laugh, but it's soulless eyes begin to scare you.

>>46535964
You attempt to change the creature back, but you cannot focus on the creature. You start laughing maniacally before Meredith hits you across the face with her gauntlet covered hand, forcing you back into control... you feel like your powers are finally starting to effect you more drastically.

You can still hear and feel the dragons spirit in this room, trapped, and aching for freedom.


(Sorry about the fairy thing, but I had already thought that the dragons soul wouldn't be placed in a body at all before you poster your successful command.)

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46536286
>>46536103
Alright, prove were pure of heart. Create a body of a much younger Timulth, from before Asriel. Put his soul in it.

>>46536286
Do we need to roll to undo the fusion? If not, I propose we do that. The dragon is defeated after all, no need to risk Alexander getting corrupted by the magic anymore than he possibly already has.

>(Sorry about the fairy thing, but I had already thought that the dragons soul wouldn't be placed in a body at all before you poster your successful command.)
Eh, that's okay. I relied on the sweet steadfast success of candymancy too much tonight, it's only natural for the plot to develop a tummy ache for it.

I mean, really,
>>46533007
>>46533339
>>46534792
>>46534926
>>46535552
>>46535894
all successful rolls. Candymancy is best mancy. Er, magic, it is the best magic.

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>>46536382
You hold out your hand and can sense the pained spirit of the dragon. You cannot bring yourself to damn Timulth to this fate. You decide to show mercy. You focus on the spirit, attempting to create a vessel for the beast free of the goddess Asriel's influence. As it begins to form, you're taken off guard by the dragon's small stature. The creature is skinny and frail, and only slightly larger than the average human being. One of it's wings looks under developed ,unable to allow flight. Patches of pale gray scales seem to appear along it's otherwise red and black body.

The soul of the creature is drawn into it, and immediately begins to cough and lose balance. "Why have you done this? Do you wish to shame me further before death? Behold Timulth, the sickly runt... Left for dead, loved by none, hated by many. Asriel changed that. She made me into the dragon I was always meant to be. If you intend on earning some loyalty from me I suggest you search elsewhere. Everything I am belongs to Asriel."

>>46536625
Pat Timulth's head softly.

>>46536625
Headpat the dragon.

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>>46536432
You break the fusion, breaking into Aarin brown and Alexander Blackgate once again. The two of you feel incredibly strange, but you laugh it off and go for a handshake. Alexander rushes off to help rescue some maiden's while you turn back to the dragon.

>>46536708
>>46536713
You raise your hand towards him.

"Strike me down if you must human, I will not resist."

As you bring your hand closer his eyes clench shut, wincing as you hand touches the top of the head. He opens his eyes confused. You pat him softly again.

"I don't understand... what are you doing... this body is disfigured and wrong, cease making contact with it immediately." he clenches his claws, unsure what to do, trying to figure out if this is some kind of trick.

>>46536795
Continue to pat his head, repeat "it's not your fault."

I want this fucker to cry.

>>46536795
Call over some of the remaining gingerbread men, have them join in on the dragon patting.

Maybe make expectant eye-contact with Meredith as we continue the patting.

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>>46536868
You son of a bitch, now I went and watched this, and now I'm tearing up.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GtkST5-ZFHw

You continue to pat the dragons head. "It's not your fault."

"Of course it's not, nobody chooses to be born broken and deformed." he grunts.

"It's not your fault." you repeat as some gingerbread men join in petting the creature.

It tries to swat your hand away, but you just move it back. "It's not your fault."

"What do you want from me!?" Timulth responds aggressively back to you.

"It's not your fault." You continue.

"Stop. Stop this right now." Timulth's voice gets very quiet, and he's no longer trying to block your hand.

"It isn't your fault, Timulth," you say as you pat him lightly on the head.

"THEN WHO'S FUCKING FAULT IS IT!?" Timulth bursts into tears as you continue to pat his head, attempting to calm him. You stare at Meredith trying to get her to join in, but she stares back like she's terrified of you more than she is the dragon. You wrap your arms around the dragon, who for the first time, you see smile.

Alexander comes running up with over a two dozen maidens, one of which you recognize as Rose. "Aarin, it's really you!" She cries out with joy. You run to her and grab hold of her, lifting her into the air. The two of you laughing and crying with joy, reunited at last.

You can't help but notice a black eye forming from when Meredith dropped her, but for now, the two of you kiss.

And with that. I'm going to end the thread for the night. It is way too late here. I don't really know when I can run again, but it likely wont be for a while. If you want to keep up, follow my twitter.

https://twitter.com/ExcaliburQM

You guys are awesome, thanks for the much less creepy thread!

>>46537151
Thanks for running!

And yeah, some of the votes last thread got kinda distasteful. I'm glad things were closer to the regular style of hijinks this time around.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46537122
She gave Rose a black eye? Well looks like it's back on the torture train. First stop, shitting herself. Then turn her into a dirty rat.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46537388
Undoing before it's done!

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46537388
You know it's funny, I totally think we should punish her, but I'm out of ideas... We've truly fucked with this woman too much.

Turned into mug. Melted. Turned into child. Forced to clean for us for a year. Turned into a cow. Turned into monstergi. Given piercing. Forced into sexy outfit. Forced naked. Suffocated. Attempted forced beastiality. Sneezing torture. Turned into body pillow.

What the hell else can we do to her?

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>46537533
Physical pain. Three psychic punches, giving her two black eyes and a broken rib.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>46537533
Back into a body pillow it is.