>>858514
>[RAGE]

>>858514
>DEALERS DUE
Oooh, a spoopy mysteryious option.

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>>858514
> DEALERS DUE

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>>858595
>>858540
>>858525

"DEALER'S DUE!" You shout, your claws and wire disapearing to be replaced by overlarge steel fists. Your knuckles rev as the blades in them cry out for blood.

Familiar black energy forms around you, the purple sparks of lightning running through it doing little to distract you form the coalescing caressing infernal energy.

You step forward and two more of you slide out of the black energy; two all black oily shades mirroring you down to the crazed look in your red eyes. By the time you've taken your next step you are the point of a six starborn strong wedge.

You can see the chieftan's daughter fighting the urge to scream as you charge her. She tries to punt you as you sprint towards her giggling. The size of her foot is nothing before your strength and your punch embeds your saw-knuckles in the sole of her foot.

One of your clones lands an uppercut, another rams her other foot with a double axe handle.

The remaning three unleash a thunderous combination of punches that both shred and pummel the woman until her abdomen is laid bloody and bare from the destruction of her clothing.

You can feel your moment.

You step back, tearing your right fist free and dashing to the side even as one of your clones does the opposite on the other side. Fur arms hold her arms out wide and another four keep her from falling as you and your final clone both leap into the air and slam her skull between a pair of titanic left hooks.

Your clones fade even as the impact sends onlookers sprawling, A cloud of dust slowly parting to reveal the aftermath.

A Giant, with a skull so crushed that she may as well be decapitated and a giggling demon clad in her foe's blood. The red in her eyes seeming to glow as she looked around for more.

Some unblooded flee.
Others are stunned by the way you dismantled one of their elite.
You feel your friend's pleasure that he got such a mighty soul.
Good.

> NEXT

> Two blood victories, guess you're an adul giant now. Better work out what perks that involves.

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>>858620
> NEXT
Don't stop me now.gif

>>858620
>> Two blood victories, guess you're an adul giant now. Better work out what perks that involves.

>>858620
> NEXT
The rape train don't stop

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>>858715
>>858638
>>858630

"Next." You whisper. Nobody moves. "Next,next,next,next,neeeeeexxxxttttt!"
You cryout before a screaming giant charges you with a halberd. He's barely over 7 foot tall, probably a kid.

But you don't care, just nimbly jumping back to position opposite. "WITNESS?" You ask, noticing a woman shakily raise her arm.

He charges you intending to skewer your face with that huge halberd. You grin.

> Let him hit you

> Time to die kiddo

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>>858730
>> Time to die kiddo

>>858730
> Let him hit you
Laugh when he does

Just waiting on a tiebreaker.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>858794
>>858747

Fuck waiting anymore.

1 is time to die

2 is tanking.

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>>859139
>>858794
>>858747

You meet his charge with your saw in standard form, you duck and dip and weave and dodge. A smile on your face the whole time. He raises his halberd to slam down upon you amidst the craters created in the aftermaths of your previous battles, but this would be hero is stopped as your wire tightens around him.

"Time to die kiddo." You say as you recall the saw.

The blades spins around as it traces back the path of your wire, the revs barely audible over the young giant's screaming asd his flesh is stripped from his bones in a display of mechanical efficiency that sets your heart aflutter.

You turn before the boy has hit the ground, already beckoning for another challenger.

It's only that which lets you dodge the warhammer that was enroute with your face.

"General! Have you come to inspect my work!" You say as you skid back in to the dirt.

"Violet. Stand down." He says coldly, letting his warhammer fall to the ground in an earth shattering display of power.

"Oh, so you want a rematch?" You reply, keeping your feet from months of fighting alongside that srength. "This time you don't have your soldiers backing you."

He looks almost sad as his eyes meet yours, enough to give you pause for a second. "This time I can't hold back." He says.

You hesitate but the thought of fighting richter gets you all fired up. You really can't remember coming closer to your limits than when he came to bring you in the last time you had fun like this.

> You're excited

> You're cautious

> You're going to come out on top this time

> Write-In

>>859203
>> You're cautious

>>859203
> You're cautious

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Right, gonna take a break for sleep. Continued when I wake up tomorrow.

>>859203
>> You're excited

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>>859267
>>859374
>>860069

You inhale and exhale, wanitng to play it cautious after the last time you went up against him. "Honour duel. The whole town is our borders Violet. Do you accept?" He asks as you both begin slowly pacing towards one another.

You have your saw by your side and he drags his hammer. "Witness?" You ask and see a storm of giant hands raised immeditaly. Good. Everyone should be witness to this.

You both stop just outside striking distance, one more deep breath as the two of you meet gazes. His stormy blue crashing against your blazing red. Your movements are precise and his are in perfect tandem.

You dash in and he dashes backwards, huge hammer swining high and forcing you to duck but still you come.

Your saw comes in from the side and he spins his body around, using the new momentum for an upswing. You Leap off the ground and ram your feet into his hammer, riding it up with wall walking and launching into the air.

The shapr wind flies past your cheek as you rise higher and higher and higher. A purple and red star in the afternoon sky. You flip, facing down to the ground where you see Richter raising his rifle to the sky one handed, you know that even if he isnt the best shot you're going to be dealing with a full drum in a moment.

Gravity begins to remember you exist.

> Deflection time

> Storm of Saws

> See if you can cut his rifle on the way down

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>>860824
>> Storm of Saws

>>860824
> Storm of Saws

>>860824


> See if you can cut his rifle on the way down

>>860843
>>860841
>>860829

1d20 best of 3 beat this roll

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>860850
I think you forgot to roll, or im just not seeing it

Rolled 16 (1d20)

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>860850
Yo

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>860858
>>860850
>Prays audibly to the dice gods

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>>860881
>>860876
>>860858
>>860855
>>860843
>>860841
>>860829

"STORM OF SAWS." You cry as your weapon splits into countless buzzsaws of purple energy.

They begin slamming down as Richter's heavy machine gun responds with thunderous reports. You tuck your arms and legs and begin careening to the ground behind a saw, watching as it is shot to pieces enroute to the ground.

The saws overwhlem the gunfire and the General is forced to fall back from his position, taking a strike from one of your saws across his leg as he does. You land, crouched like a panther as purple saws rain down into the ground, hiding your position amidst the great gouges and dust clouds your attack has kicked up.

> Hit fast and hard through ther dust

> DEALERS DUE and set up some clones

> Richter really knows how to get your engine running...

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>>860892
>> Hit fast and hard through ther dust

>>860892
> Hit fast and hard through ther dust

>>860892
> Hit fast and hard through ther dust

> Hit fast and hard through ther dust

>>860892

> Richter really knows how to get your engine running.
How baby he gets us moat moist

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>>860984
>>860974
>>860956
>>860899
>>860894

>Sorry for delay, nephew being a prick and I had to ground him.

You move as quick as you can, boots coming into existense on your feet as you sprint so fast you displace some of the dust in your wake.

You kick out at where Richter should be, only to hit nothing. Riding out the momentum you spin and bring a knee up to block his hammer as he tries to counter.

You fly back a few feet and have to rely on the saw in the sole of your boot to slow you down as your right leg is tasked with matching your foe's flurry of bone breaking strikes. Each impact's shockwave sends jolts up your body and spine whilst the surrounding giants are doing their utmost to remain standing.

You come to a stop and pivot, forcing a block as your roundhouse nearly decapitates the General. You leap into the air and kick at his mid section twice, putting your comarade on the defensive.

You smile as you flip forward, a dveetsating axe kick from your steel boots finding purchase on Ricter.

The smile is replaced by a grimace as his hammer pummels you. Crumpling in mid air you hear a series of booms and see walls rapidly getting further away until you are buried in rubble.

Emerging from the pile, you find yourself in what looks like a giant sized washroom.

Inhale.
Exhale.

> He's going to be following up, bring the building down when he does.

> Time to get height advantage, take to the roofs

> March straight back to where he is and see how he likes being hit with big weapons

> Write-In

>>860997
>> Time to get height advantage, take to the roofs

> Time to get height advantage, take to the roofs

>>860997
> Time to get height advantage, take to the roofs

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>>861002
>>861007
>>861008

You promptly exit from the hole in the wall you entered from you and walk up the neighbouring wall. Giant buildings mean giant roofs and more height advantage. That's good. In fact that's more than good, because it means you get to pick your moment.

But your hardware doesn't work as is. So you switch it to you rnewest toys... ones that even Richter isn't privvy to.

But you scale the giant's houses and begin leaping form huge improbably designed roof to huge improbably designed roof. It's halfway across town before you see Richter dragging his hammer through formerly pretty cobbled streets. The ditch he's leaving is flanked by Giant to each side eager to see the winner of the contest.

Obstacles.
Innocents.

You don't really care though, this is about Pride for you. You need to beat him.

> Take the shot

> Stalk for a better oppotrunity

> Pounce into Melee

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>>861068
>> Stalk for a better oppotrunity

>>861068
> Stalk for a better oppotrunity

> Stalk for a better oppotrunity

>>861068
> Take the shot!
Fucking giants are the ones who have duels as a standard thing in their society.

Damn dealers due is OP, can we use them for distractions? So send one clone behind him to make it presence known while we sneak up on him.

>>861165
>>861080
>>861074

You move paralel to Richter, making sure that you're hidden behind chimneys and outcroppings.

The giants fan out and fall back the longer Richter's march becomes. Eventually he makes it to your landing site and waits.

For the first time he looks uncertain, he doesn't know if you died under that rubble or not. He stands on the threshold, hesitating.

And you silently squeeze two triggers, sending two spinning buzzsaws to their destination. The gungry blades slam into his back and pierce the armour with ease, Richter falling to the ground face first.

You grin.

> Finish him off.

> Stay on the roof and enjoy your victory.

> Write-In

>>861199
>> Stay on the roof and enjoy your victory.
you want us to get close to the guy with the giant hammer? probably better to stay above him.

>>861199

> Stay on the roof and enjoy your victory

>>861199
> stay in roof and happy dance
And ask him if he yields. We are on top tonight.

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>>861214
>>861209
>>861205

You laugh, oh by deaer's pointy eybrows do you laugh.

You laugh and cry at the same time.
You did it.
you beat him.
you actually took him down thanks to a bit of sneaky skullduggery.

Giants gaze up to the rooftop where you cackle like a maniac.

https://youtu.be/Ff5coI6PqM0?t=22

That's it.

He's gone.

Two saws to the back and even the mightiest of Starborn can be felled. Nobody can stand in your way.

Nobody.

Not...

Even...

Richter....

A sobering realization hits you. You might have just murdered the person you care most about in life in a fit of bloodlust.

> [RAGE]

> [PANIC]

> [SORROW]

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>>861238
>> [PANIC]

>>861238
> [PANIC]

>>861238
>[SORROW]
Going from laughing voilent mess to crying wailing mess if funnier.

Purps will be such a fucking mess after all of this

>>861331

You guys have totally not fucked any of my plans for this session.

We totally weren't gonna have a nice light travelly episode with some hona backstory.

Nope.

I planned for this nat100 unlocking the remembering mechanic and flashbacking to Purps at a time she was close to being complete.

Fucking Dice.

>>861308
>>861299
>>861239

"No." You say as you land. "Nononononononono." You repeat as you run over to him, almost tripping over your own feet.

"This is just like the Farin battle, right? You're just out cold, I didn't kill you?" You beg.

The Giants come closer. You can hear the mutterings.

"Demon."

"Monster."

"Murderer."

"Unstoppable."

Facing your audience, you no longer feel the showman's flair you did. The joy, everything is gone.

"Violet." You hear before you feel your legs fail to support your weight.

The pain follows a moment later, with you on your back and facing down a warhammer coming to murder your face.

> Activate no sell

> Write-In

>>861453
>> Activate no sell

Huh, are we doing the to the death fight?
cause if so, yeah he should be dead since he challenged violet

>>861453
>> Activate no sell

>>861532
>>861524

Writing in a second. Might be last post before bed We'll see.

>>861453


> Activate no sell
You sneaky fucker playing dead
Kick h I m in the balls

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>>861532
>>861524
>>861800

You pull out your last ditch effort, just as your fate is about to be turned to a reddish white smear at the bottom of a crater.

The hammer is sotpped by your chin, it's momentum transferred to the ground beneath you and through you harmlessly.

You roar as you rise landing a stiff uppercut as The General's eyes bulge in surprise. He stumbles back and you both exhale in unison.

Your legs shake, his face is paling from the two wounds in his back.

"I gave you a chance Violet. To prove you weren't that beast anymore." He says as you both size each other up.

You're panting slightly, "and here I thought you brought me here because you needed that beast. I thought you understood me."

"I do now. You're too dangerous. A demon wearing a pretty face. For what it's worth I'm not enjoying this."

"Bullshit. You're loving this as much as I am. You haven't stretched your legs like you have today or the first time we fought." You twist your head and pop your neck. "So for what it's worth I am enjoying this."

You steady yourself and charge.
The last words you hear, "Max Density hammer Grade six."
The last thing you see is your headless body and Richter following through a swing that could shatter mountains.

And your hands are clasped over your ears as Hona and a troll roar at each other in what you hope is civil discourse.

> Faint

> Stumble (DC 18)

> Write-In

>>861827
>> Stumble (DC 18)

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Bedtime for me. One more post left of 23.5 and it'll be written once we have 3 votes + if necessary 3 rolls.

Night.

>>861827
> Stumble (DC 18)
We should have double tapped him before coming down

>>861827

> Faint

>>861905

Ok i thort thats when we died fuck me we got hit so hard we lost all of it.
Thanks man sucks work keep me from rolling

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>861827
>> Stumble (DC 18)

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>861937

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>861905
Doubt we'll succeed but whatever

>>861827
> Stumble

> this time I can't hold back, I'm gonna unleash my full dickishness
We came here, won him all the points he needed in mutually accepted duels, beat him in a fair fight that he accepted then he goes and sucker punches us and claims he has the mural high ground? What a sore loser, I bet he planned this from the beginning. He gets control of the giants and gets rid of us at the same time.

>>862441
>>862003
>>861947
>>861945
>>861937
>>861923
>>861912
>>861840

You really hope this is civil discourse. Because you do not really want to fight a troll while reeling from experiencing death again.

Also you really are trying to keep it together here but....

Your vision switches off like a light, tumbling into darkness with a start. The bridge's sotnes are cold.

Well...
At least you got some memories back.
But now you're dreamwalking again...

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So ends the flashback.

What happened between Hona and that Troll?

Will she actually explain that her Papa was a Satrborn who became chieftan of giants.

Will I continue to have to reschedule the pacing of the quest's reveals due to dicerolls?

Who cares!

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>>864096

Dice gods dont give a fuck.
Also we wore a bit of a wild dog back then but will we find her dad and then re changle him and become leader of the Giants? We should be be apaert of thr tribe

>>864276

changle?

>>864322

Challenge
My bad

>>864096
>>864276
Wild maybe, but not complete. I'd say this was about 35 years ago, so 2 or 3 reincarnations + lots of respawn camping before Quest.
It was certainly not her prime personality, and we know from ZEN that it's not the direction we're taking.