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>>939695
> Lexington's Door is glowing.
> Punch door

> Wonder what this door with red leaves is?

>>939695
>> Wonder what this door with red leaves is?

>>939695
> Fuck these options
Hell yea

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>>939723
>>939716
>>939711
>>939710

You go up to the bark door with red leaves, serenedaded by the sound of rustling as the wind of it's opening shakes the leaves covering itself.

As you step out you're greeted by a forrest in fall; oranges reds and browns blanketing the branches and ground as far as your sharp eyes can see.

Every step is a symphony of sound as the shedded leaves sing out to your progress, they cling to your legs as you wade onward and inwards to a serene and secluded clearing.

The clearing has seen use as the leaves are trampled and flattened, though you cannot tell how recent, how many or by who or what due to the vast amount of tracks overtaking one another amidst the packed floor of leaves. So instead you cast your gaze around.

In the distance to the North you see a towering spire of warm and dark emerald climb into the sky. The strange obelisk twists and turns into a beautiful helix, a dualith of mesmerizing quality that makes you question whether it is natural or not.

Your skygazing also leads you to confirmation that this someone's dream. As the sky itself is liquid, behaving with all the qualities of water, it reflects the forest canopy back down to your woundorous gaze as the silverish liquid flows from an unseen source to a similarly mysterious destination.

To the South, you see a quant bundle of dirt. Almost like a half sphere. It looks to be from whence you came if the trail behind you is to be trusted in this dream world.

> Walk up a tree

> Head North to the Emerald Spire

> Go to the dirt mound

> Write-In

>>939735
> Head North to the Emerald Spire

> Head North to the Emerald Spire

>>939735
> Head North to the Emerald Spire

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>>939741
>>939739
>>939737

You begin wading to the North, making slow going. Something about these woods is extremely soothing and satisfying. So you begin to hum the tune of the song Honamurei sang to you, smiling as steps turn to hops which turns into you sprinting through the forest with reckless abandon.

Stepping into the sky you spin and strike the trunks of trees as you stretch your metaphorical legs. It's fun shooting from tree to tree, branch to branch, place to place, so when you slide through the leaves as you land; sending the illustrious colours spiralling into the space behind you in a startling sonata of sound and speed.

You almost don't notice the small, sleekit, skulking creature standing, stationary, staring at your sudden, surprising arrival.

It probably doesn't help that [ZEN] kicked in somewhere along your excercise and now you are glowing from every pore with a set of ethereal wings. Poor thing probably thinks he's died and you're here to steward his soul.

> Greet him politely

> Stand and Wave

> Ask what he was doing

> Continue on to the Spire

> Write-In

> Ask what he was doing

>>939764
> Greet him politely
Don't be rude to spooky disney-spirits.

>>939764
> Greet him politely
Ask it how it died

>>939778

You do not know if it's dead. You know that you look like an angel of Minerva in Zen form which is pretty much a Valkyrie.

>>939781
I know.
I doubt this is a creature that died.
I just want us to play the part of afterlife guide.

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>>939784
>>939778
>>939769
>>939768

"Hello." You say waving and smiling. The creature just silently asseses you. "What were you doing just now?" You ask, noticing in Zen form your voice is... normal.

"..." It opens it's mouth before deciding against it.

You find yourself frowning and reaching out a glowing hand to the creature, "How did you die?"

"I...I'm not dead. I'm just asleep." It answers in a familiar voice. You can't really place it due to the weird growliness that's running through it.

You sigh, exaggerating the gesture slightly, "That's a relief. Seeing ghosts would be new even for me." Your joke causes him to come closer, "What were you doing?" you repeat your question.

"I was journeying to the spire of names. It is said the journey can reveal the truth of yourself and that a title awaits those who make the journey." The animal whines as he continues to spill his story; almost like he was waiting for someone to talk to, "Instead I have spent weeks in this forest, making little progress."

"Weeks alone must not have been easy." You sympathise, pulling up a floor and sitting while your new companion does the same.

"Yes. I have resorted to silly things like crafting this bandanna out of hemp and doing silly dances when my mind took leave of the sense."

"Well, I've only just started travelling and this forest is great. Really relaxing place."

"Perhaps I have not looked at it as peaceful. Merely an obstacle to my objective." He muses.

> suggest you travel to the spire together

> Advise him to take it easy and the journey will become fun

> Warn that the spire might not do anything

> Write-In

>>939803
>> suggest you travel to the spire together
>> Advise him to take it easy and the journey will become fun

> suggest you travel to the spire together

>>939803
> Advise him to take it easy and the journey will become fun
> suggest you travel to the spire together

Maybe the journey specifically requires a state of Zen.

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>>939811
>>939807
>>939806

"Take it easy. Enjoy the journey a little, it'll be fun." You advise, if he were a human you'd nudge his arm with your elbow. But you'd probably lodge the little fox in a tree.

"I don't understand. The journey is important, I have to find out the truth." He shakes his head, but you butt in.

"Tell you what, how about we travel to the spire together?" you offer him your hand to shake, "I'll show you a good time." You flash a cheeky grin.

"Tch, let's go." He says as he shakes your hand with a small paw.

You try to tone down the brightness a bit, since your friend is squinting, but can't seem to work out how.

"So why are you seeking the spire." He asks.

> I dunno

> Looked interesting

> Might be able to find out who I am

> Write-In

>>939858
> Looked interesting
Giant green towers are pretty interesting

>>939858
>> Might be able to find out who I am

>>939858
> Looked interesting
No worries here.
Problem free thoughts.

> Looked interesting

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>>939868
>>939867
>>939866
>>939886

"It looked interesting." You answer as the two of you begin walking in step.

"It looked interesting?" He asked incredeously.

"Yes." You say simply, "It was either the spire or this mud place I saw."

His eyes widen, "You saw my home? Recently?"

"Yes, like I said; I've only been here a short while." A little bird chirps from nearby and you can't help but follow it's flight as it crosses your eyeline.

"You came all that way in a short time? That took me weeks!" He protests as he hops in front of you.

"Well. I am much stronger than you, plus you have small legs." You quip with a grin. "But enough complaining, what's your name?"

"I don't know." He admits. "It's part of why I want to reach the spire."

> Well I could name you.

> Well you don't need a name to be you

> Me neither

> Write-In

>>939904
> Well you don't need a name to be you
Sounds like something someone Zen-ed out would say

>>939904
>> Well you don't need a name to be you

>>939904
> Well you don't need a name to be you

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>>939928
>>939920
>>939919

"I've learned that a name doesn't make you, you."[/i] You say as the fox has t go around a particularly large root. "In fact, labels and names sometimes make people act like other people." Your mind begins to drift back into a memory but instead you find the world becoming more vivid. Almost in retaliation of your emotional change.

"An interesting thought." He says.

You look up to the spire and see that you've not made as much progress as you'd hope, both philisophically with your comrade and in terms of distance. "This is a pleasant walk, wouldn't you agree?"

"Yes. Some company has lightened my burden immensely." The fox admits

"good." You say.

> Ask if you could carry him for a while

> Search for some food

> Ask the Fox something about himself (What?)

> Write-In

>>940020
> Ask the Fox something about himself (What?)
How did he learn about the spire of names?

>>940020
> Ask if you could carry him for a while
FLUFFY TAIL!

This is that guy that we beat in a dance off in that first town isn't it. He is still trying to find himself after we showed him the limits of his little world.

>>940032
this

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>>940096
>>940068
>>940032

"So how did you learn about the Spire of Names?" You ask only for you Foxy friend to stop in his tracks.

"I... don't know." He admits in shock, "I've just always known as far as I can remember."

He looks like he's about to panic.

> Suggest it could be magic

> Tell him it's a dream (BAD IDEA)

> Say that maybe he just forgot

> Write-In

>>940109
> Tell him it's a dream (BAD IDEA)
HAHA

>>940109
>Eh. It doesn't matter. We're here now. Let's get to the spire

>>940123
this

>>940109
Suppose I'll support >>940123 too. And then when we get there the doors will be locked and we walk up the wall to a balcony while the fox looks on, depressed

>>940109
>>940123
That

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>>940133
>>940125
>>940123
>>940115
>>940198

You kneel down in front of your friend's face as his mind paralyzes his body. "It doesn't matter, we're both here now. Let's just get to the spire." You say to which he nods with new determination.

"You're right, let's do this." He says springing over a large root ahead of you.

You make good time for what you hope is only an hour but judging by the sun's stillness could be any stretch of time, but with every step your comrade is growing more tired, his breathing is labored and his legs are beginning to shake when you jump a stream or have to go uphill.

You feel fresh and full of energy, even considering your little display a few hours? days? weeks? ago, but for all your friend's determination and good natured conversation, he can't go on much longer.

> Take a break.

> Carry him and move at top speed.

> Pretend to be hungry and look for food

> Write-In

>>940207
> Take a break.
Let's enjoy this more.


According to folks tales, eating dream food is never a good idea in this kind of realm.

>>940207
> Take a break.
Relax.
No worries
No problems

>>940207
>Pretend to be hungry and look for food
We will eat the worms.

>>940207
>> Take a break.

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>>940234
>>940242
>>940275
>>940344

You step up on a rock and marvel at the view in this dream. It's well. Dreamlike. The reflective sky, the unmoving sun that perfectly hits the streams running through the Forest.

In fact, the streams seems to reflect the light more than they should; there's some nice little columns of light rising upward; almost like the water is enhancing the sunlight rather than just reflecting it.

You should ask Lexington about that.

"Hey buddy, let''s take a break." You say taking a seat on the big rock. You let your legs hang off the edge of it and take in some of the dream sun with a contented sigh; this is nice.

"A little help?" Your friend asks as he prepares to spring up. You oblige by catching him in your arms when his claws fail to gain traction on the rock. "Thank you." He says as you put him to rest on the rock beside you.

"Looks like we're making some porgress you note." Staring up at the helix spire.

"We've made more progress today than I have in weeks. Astounding." His fox mouth actually hangs open and you're struck by how adorable it is.

"I am pretty astounding." You say with a smirk.

"I think you were right, enjoying the journeey and travelling together has made time fly and gifted me with renewed energy."

"Sometimes you just need to relax and not let your future objective get in the way of your current life." You counsel.

"So what are your hobbies?"

"I've not got many aside from training and fighting, but I am a good dancer." You admit rubbing your head.

"Perhaps you could teach me to dance?" He says sagely.

You both laugh loudly, you tell him your name and spend a long time talking about nothing of consequence.

When you return to the path and catch your friend you notice something. A set of tracks; directly heading for the spire. Specifically fox tracks. They are worn as if a long time has passed since they were made.

"Shall we continue, Purps?" you friend asks happily.

> Yes (Don't mention the tracks)

> There's fox tracks here

> Maybe I should carry you

> Write-In

>>940485
>Yes (Don't mention the tracks)
Sysiphus the fox.

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Okay guys going to call it here.

Feedback on Foxman dream?

Predictions on where we're going?

Can you spot all the symbolism and hints?

lllllet me know on twatter, discord or; in this thread.

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>>940485
> Yes (Don't mention the tracks)
>>940572
Somewhere confusing probably

>>940572
>Can you spot all the symbolism and hints?
No. WTF is with the reflections and random lighting, idk.

>Predictions on where we're going?
The Spire of Names. Where there will either be a stupid not-loot ending (look inside yourself ;^)) or we will remember that shit and Tornin(?) will wake up.

>>940485
> Yes (Don't mention the tracks)

>>940572
Pretty convinced it's Tornin, our favorite beastman (in current memory)
As mentioned earlier, I feel like this is part of the fey realm. The vibrancy of colors, painting-like statism of time /relativity of space, in a mostly natural world that's been augmented

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>>940586
>>940747
>>941244

I'm going to be online in about 4-5 hours can maybe run for a little while.

You guys all seem to be getting the angle im going for but not chasing the thought to it's end point.

>>940747
Focus on reflections and lighting - then do a quick skim with reflections and lighting in mind and see what you get.

There are a lot of subtle things though; I'm really proud of this chapter so far.

>>940747
You might no get loot; since you're y'know dreaming. But as with last time we dreamwalked if we play our cards right we can beenfit from it.

>>941244
This is a dreamplane. Some of the places are based on the wooded areas around Grinnsmon and some areas are intertwined with his own feelings and desires.

If you ever read an essay about Alice in Wonderland (if you're an english nerd/ sub editor like I was) you'd (hopefully) see some similarities.


So yeah, expect more in a few hours, If nobody else votes I'll call it for not mentioning the tracks.

>>942326
Wait does that mean Grinnsmon doesn't want to get there?
Is that why he took so long.
He was over thinking it, obsessing on it and holding himself back subconsciously?

>>942341

...

Grinnsmon is the town we went to and met Tornin and Hona.

>>942342
Sorry I got confused.
I mean the fox guy.

I'm heavily distracted currently

>>942348

There's no 100% right answer, but mental state is very important.

The environment felt like it attacked you the one time you almost dropped Zen.

Also no worries I'm getting ready to head out to football.

I'm glad this little scene is worth all the brainstorming and hidden details I put in.

>>942350
Wait is this dreamworld a reflection/subjective reality heavily affected by the mental state of those travelling it?

Is that why the sky is like a lake?

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>>942363
If this is a place affected by emotion...
Our normal resting state is absence of emotion right?

Is that why the reality turning hostile.

Does it consider us wrong?
Something that should not be?

If it reflects our emotional state but there's nothing to reflect.

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>>942367
>>942355
>>942348
>>942341
>>941244
>>940747
>>940586
>>940527

"Yeah let's go." You say, though you don't really get far.

Standing before the two of you is a wall, constructed out of an unknown material the translucent obstruction slowly morphs between reds and earthen browns all the way to blinding white and then back to the reds. It is a slow routine that you both stop and find quite entrancing.

Nearby is a small pond overlooked by a willow, the tree bending down as if to smaple the silver water.

There are no leaves resting on the floor in this part of the forest, instead short uniform green grass stubbornly stands upright.

It's pretty peaceful, but the jarring orderly line where the leaves stop coupled with the unusual wall that went unseen despite it's size... you find yourself warily eyeing the obstacle, noticing for the first time that it connects and pierces the sky sea.

> Approach

> Climb a tree

> Head to the pond

> Ask Fox what he thinks

> Write-In

>>942589
>> Head to the pond

>>942589
> Head to the pond

>>942589
>Punch wall

>>942589
But seriously,
> Head to the pond

>>942589
> climb a tree
The one by the pond.

Was it a willow tree from that one memory we have where we were a little girl?
Is that wall cycling through colors representing our mental states? White is Zen, red is rage, ... idk

Sorry guys i fell asleep. one update and the bed for me, apparently football fucked me up more than i thought.

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>>942684
>>942672
>>942647
>>942619
>>942609


You wander over to the pond while Fox heads straight to the wall, the pool is almost static;; like someone ha dpainted over the surface of an actual pond with silver paint.

You feel a tapping on your shoulder and turn round to find the offender is a hooded thing with a stick. It is crouched and hunched, though you think it would only be waist height even were it not. A long winding and constantly moving tail stretches form it's bag, waving and swaying with lazy grace; but below it's emerald robe their is not distinctive markings save a pair of large yellow dots for eyes.

It looks at you curiously.

> Wave

> Move away from the lake

> Get Fox

> Write-In

>>942817
> Wave

>>942817
> wave
A jawa? With a tail and green threads, ok.

>>942817
> Get Fox
A ferryman?

>>942817

Wave

>>942817
> Wave
> Tell Star to stop stealing Zero's art

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>>944206
>>943688
>>943079
>>942875
>>942822

You wave at the creature and he hops up your back, wrapping his tail around your waist for balance and structure.

You stare deeply into the pond and find something other than a reflection looking back at you; well that's not strcitly true.

It is you staring back at you, but not one you'd care to associate yourself with. Instead of your red eyes being surrounded by white, a solid black surrounds them. She looks up at you with an intensity and malice you aren't sure you ever want to experience.

But you know her;
This is the violet demon.
This is violet.
This is the woman Richter Honamurei killed.
Your hands grow sticky as you look into the pond and she grins up at you in bloodlust.

"What do you see in my water child?" The creature on your back asks in a voice laced with purring.

> I see me

> I see what I'm scared of

> It's how others see me

> Write-In

>>944206

I did ask him on discord. But yes the lost spirit is drawn by Zero AKA the guy who ran doll quest before life got to him.

>>944246
>> It's how others see me

goddamn this is early

>>944246
>> I see me

>>944246
> I see me

>>944384
>>944379

Double posted dude.

>>944384
wops sorry interwebs missed this up

>>944246
> I see what I'm scared of
It's not starborn without a tie

>>944253
>>944384
>>944419

When it comes to an existensial/introspective thing; I'm quite happy there's a tie.

Debate it out kiddos.

>>944246
> It's how others see me
Well, some people.

>>944426
Pleasure denial is a fetish, I'm sure.

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>>944448
>>944445
>>944419
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>>944384
>>944379
>>944253

"It's how others see me. It's The Violet Demon." You answer.

"Correct in a way. It would not have such a physical effect on you if you did not believe it was still a part of you." He explains, bonking you on the head with his lantern staff, "Like the fox; you also have answers to seek." He jumps off of you, landing on the water and wlaking across it. He indicates that you should follow and you note, while The Violet Demon walks upside down beneath you - this creature has no reflection.

"The blood on your hands right now says you feel some guilt for the actions of this part of you. How do you feel about her?"

> I am concerned

> I am afraid

> I am determined not to be her

> Write-In

>>944451
> I am determined not to be her
We will not become her.
Even if the dice say otherwise

>>944451
>> I am concerned

>>944451
>> I am concerned

>>944454
hahahahaha bullshit, remember how we killed frank? that was all current violet.

>>944451
> I am determined not to be her
Well, not to be only her. It's part of us, but not the main one.

>>944460
>>944454

You have no idea how much you guys going ultra brutal made me laugh knowing what you guys now know about Purps' past.

>>944460
That was rage mode.
And it wasn't permanent bloodlust.
I'd rather not be kill happy all the time.

>>944466
Thank goodness for changing states of mind then.
We can vote for fucked up brutal shit and not be held responsible for our actions.

>>944472
I'd rather save rage for when someone has really fucked up.

>>944472
>>944466
>>944461
>>944460
>>944455
>>944454
>>944475

We're tied again by the way.

>>944451
>>944479
> I am determined not to be her
TIE = BROKEN

>>944479
I wonder what would happen if we enter rage mode here.
As rage on our emotional wheel is opposite of Zen.

It happens a lot doens't it?
We tore up that guy that took out our friends eye to.
Purps is naturally violent as fuck, especially with her buzzsaw.
Shame we never saw those twins after we tore that bandit guy in half

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>>944472
>>944466
>>944461
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>>944475
>>944480

You clench your fists as you walk across the pond, feeling a pain in your head. You don't care right now, the creature looks back at you and you have a feeling if it had a mouth it would be curved into a wry smile. "I am determined not to be her." You say.

"Oh? Are you going to bring back the people she killed? Are you going to hop bodies like a spirit of posession?" He laughs, the noise sounding like some kind of planes dog.

"I'm going to be better than her?" You reply feeling the familiar weight of your polesaw begin coming into existense on your back. The silver liquid begins rippling away form you as if you are the eye of a firghtful storm and the reds and vibrant green grasses begin to fade around you.

"Well then. Prove it whilst I see if your friend is ready to continue." The creature nimbly leaps off on all fours, you move to continue after him.

But an uppercut from the pool blindsides you and sends you flying through the willow tree and into the forest.

You bounce into the leaves, blowing them into the air and bouncing twice more before you manage to get your legs under you and sliding through the undergrowth.

Stopping yourself and slowly standing you stare at the two red lights approaching through the shade of the interlocking branches.

A monotone laugh, one that you're intimately familiar with. As Violet approaches, claws on her hands. You draw your polesaw as she steps onto the willow tree you just crashed through.

"Hey." She says simply.

> MINERVA'S LANTERN

> Hold you ground

> Talk to her (Say What)

> Write-In

>>944496
> Talk to her (Say What)
Hey.

>>944496
>> Talk to her (Say What)
sup bitch
> Hold you ground

>>944496
> Talk to her (Say What)
Hello.

>>944496
> Talk to her (Say What)
A Good day to you too. I'd have tea with you, if there was any available.

>>944507
this

>>944509
>>944508
>>944507
>>944498

"Hey." You reply getting ready to hold your ground as she walks over the warped and twisted wood.

"So you're the next me, huh?" She eyes you and your weapon up and taps a claw against her temple. "Didn't think I'd be a size queen."

"Well bitch, some of us don't purely use our anger and cruelty to fight." You retort which causes her eyes to bulge and your own montoone laugh to echo through the woods.

"Ha, at least I finally got a sense of humour. Oh Purps. I know all about your rage, lust, cruelty. How you broke poor Remy." She steps off onto your level, around seven feet away now. "Then you stole his son and lied to him." She pauses and licks her lips, "Bitch."

> Attack

> Hold ground

> Continue talking (What)

> Write-In

>>944517
> Continue talking (What)
Yeah cut the mind games
> Hold ground

>>944517
>> Attack

All is fleeting; emotions, memories, life, death
"And with strange aeons even death may die."

>>944517
> Continue talking (What)
*giggle* (Like Purps knows)
Why yes, this is what happens when you don't know about yourself. You hurt others.
And it's not so much stealing as offering him a chance to move on, to gradually grow. The Past is important indeed, but we are in the Present to prepare for the Future.

Oh, and if/when a fight occur, please ue Sunshine Fist (counters)

>>944532

Q: Giggle (like purps knows)

> Giggle as if Purps would know how lol

> Giggle like purps has learned.

not sure which way im supposed to read that,.

>>944550
Exactly ;p

>>944557

Dude, do you mean it the first way or the second way.

>>944528
this

>>944550
>> Giggle as if Purps would know how lol
like a school girl

>>944564
Teehee.
I'm messing with you Star.

I'm sure Purps has heard it (such at the Festival of Fire) and knows what it is.
So mimicking a young girl >>944574

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>>944528
>>944612

"Let's cut the mind games." You say as you ready yourself for an onslaught.

"But they're so fun." She pouts as her claws are replaced by steel boots. violet clicks her heels together once and before you know it your instincts scream at you to block to the side.

The clearing loses it's colour and the sky sea splashes downwards at the impact, your arms goes numb.

You lock eyes with your foe and she pivots on he rother leg to attempt an axe kick; only for you to step back and swing with all your strength.

Instead of Violet being sent flying she's slides inside your range and kicks your ankle out from under you. From your new perspective on one knee, you look up at the frightening lack of effort and exertion from her.

Before you can even attempt to stumble to your feet, you see her wind up to punt you into the canopy.

> No Sell

> Tackle Her

> Try and catch her foot

> Write-In

>>944629
> Try and catch her foot

>>944629
> Try and catch her foot
Could certainly try to redirect a foot to her other leg.

Come on, Sunshine Fist her next!

>>944629
>> Try and catch her foot
spin and thow her away

>>944637
fist her with a cunt punch

We have to remember Violet is a lot more experienced with her numerous emotions and quite vicious at that.

We have things she does not, and we're trying to prove we're better than her. Probably not at fighting, though.

Were the both of them less trigger-happy, I'd have gone for the big hug/merging or a long discussion around a table, drinking tea.

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>>944643
>>944637
>>944633

You drop you polesaw, throwing both your hands in fornt of the incoming boot. Instead of being punted for miles, you're knocked back into the air slightly.

Landing quickly, you're greeted to sarcastic applause as Violet holds your polesaw. "Wooow this might actually hurt me if I hadn't spent most of my life planning to fight someone with a similar style."

You take a deep breath and slide into your Sunshine Fist stance, feet shoulder width; right hand forward in an open palm and left hand by your waist as a fist.

Your opponent genuinely looks surprised, as if she expected you to panic without your weapon. Maybe that was one of her failings. "DEALER'S DUE!" She shouts and you see four black oily clones split off from her.

From your memories you know the dangers of this technique, each hits as hard as the original and they move on their own; the threat compounded by the fact Violet hands one of them your polesaw.

They begin moving, faster than your eyes can track - the leaves being kicked up into the air the only evidence you'r ebeing surrounded by bloodthirsty murder clones.

One stops, spinning in the air towards your head with a kick, though despite it's strength it is easily redirected with your palm. the problem is that when you move to counter with a rib breaking punch another clone moves to sweep your legs.

Jumping backwards your polesaw is enroute to bisect you, blocked only by you managing to get two hands on the pole. A test of strength against the clone wielding your weapon, one which you're slowly losing ground.

You see out the corner of your eye a clone and Violet both barrelling through the air towards you, aiming to dropkick you through the huge oak tree you're beside.

> Dodge towards and run up the tree

> Activate No Sell

> Try and throw the clone in fornt of the others

> Write-In

>>944675
>> Try and throw the clone in fornt of the others

>>944675
>> Activate No Sell
>> Zen Mode

>>944675
> Dodge towards and run up the tree

>>944684
>>944691
>>944694
Motherfucking ties.

>>944675
>> Dodge towards and run up the tree

Well guys my D&D has started so we'll pick up in like 3-5 hours.

>>944675
> Try and throw the clone in front of the others
Keep No Sell for another round.
Redirect power like a flowing river under sunshine
THE DEALER FOLDS

>>944675
> try and throw clone
Roll backwards and kick it away

What's all this bullshit about Violet being the bad guy? She was a good girl, she dindo nuffin! All those giants volunteered to fight us in blood duels and Richter killed us because he was scared.

Also I would have liked to talk to her some more. Maybe admit that she was right and we have done terrible things. If the little Yoda guy wanted us to show that we were better than her, maybe he didn't mean better at fighting.

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>>945089
>>944744
>>944708
>>944694
>>944691
>>944684

You drop your left shoulder, forcing the clone assaulting you off balance and stumbling forward. He eats the dropkick of Violet and goes crashing through the tree with her.

But the other clone managed to somehow arrest her momentum and begin assaulting you with a flurry of footwork that set you on the backfoot.

You have to dip, duck, dodge, deflect and bakc up. Her attacks don't strike home, but each one takes a little more of your stamina. Eventually the clone leaps forward with a flying kick, you catch it in your outstretched palm and grapple the creature to the ground. With a twist, the oily leg breaks - leaving a leaking of fluid darker than night.

You hear noises above and see polesaw clone and another clone in the treetops, you hear the cocking of Violet's sawgun that took out Richer from above and behind you.

"Nice work Purps. But You're outmatched, I'm faster, stronger, more experienced." She lists offf in a lilting tone. "Look on the brightside, at least Hona or Luc won't see how badly I'm going to beat you."

> Activate Zen

> Answer Back (Say What)

> Minerva's Lantern and burn the forest down aorund you both.

> Write-In

>>945185
> Activate Zen
This isn't even my final form!

>>945185
> Answer Back (Say What)
This isn't even my final form.
> Activate Zen

She's already seen normal purps.
Time for super purps.

>>945185
> answer back
Why are we even fighting?

>>945201
>>945195
>>945193

Guys I do not know how to intertwine Zen with being arrogant.

Whole point is no emotions.

So I'll need to drop the dialogue if you want to Zen it up.

>>945226
Just say it in a really really calm way

>>945185
>> Activate Zen

Just zen

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>>945238
>>945201
>>945195
>>945193

"Well. If you think you're better than me; I should probably give you what you want." You close your eyes and straighten to your full height and roll your shoulders. "Violet, this isn't even my final form."

Inhale.

Exhale.

Your skin begins to tingle as you forget your pride.
You don't see yourself as an object with wants or needs.
You have no interests outside that of this moment.

Inhale.

A small bird chirps and lands on your shoulder as you slowly slide back into the stance of Sunshine Fist.
You are no longer ashamed of your failings.
You no longer worry for your safety.

Exhale.

You desire to hurt Violet disapears.
The stacked odds no longer frustrate.
Not even your desire for victory survives.

Inhale.

You begin to glow, astral wings form out of your back and your body's energy skyrockets. Another beacon of light joins that of the forest; this one piercing a vortex through the sky. An impossible inverted whirlpool to a dimension beyond that sky-sea.

Exhale.

You open your eyes and see Violet, she looks impressed - normally that would make you smile but instead you are emotionless.

Your muscles are coiled like a kadashi viper; but there is no tension. No anticipation, no stress or nervousness.

You simply are.

Inhale.

> No Sell whatever comes your way

> Parry

> Spring at Violet

> Write-In

>>945299
> Dodge
We are untouchable

>>945299
> pick of the remaining cheaty clones while dodging any attacks
I wanna leave her all alone

Shouldn't our polesaw have disappeared when we changed emotion?

>>945347

Huh. That is odd isn't it?

:P

You guys should really see what other weird things being in a dream lets you do.

>>945299
> Dodge

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>>945562
>>945315
>>945347

In her arrogance, Violet fires first; allowing you to easily sidestep and gain some distance on the the lone clone standing at floor level.

The kicks are eay to dodge, you rarely even move your feet except when aimed there.

Duck, Duck, Tilt, Duck, Jump, Step, Sidestep, Tilt, Tilt head, Duck.

Your first glows with white gold energy as your Zen form begins to form fully. You feel the polesaw coming and step forward; inside the oncoming roundhouse kick of the first clone and outside the attempted downslash of your polesaw.

The energy of the punch pierces the clone and keeps travelling; wiping out the crippled clone and a portion of the jungle.

A deep furrow, a trench of devestation tat extends all the way back to the clearing where the pond and the strange colour shifting wall is all that marks the two clones' passing.

But you inhale and turn, leaning impossibly far back and letting Violet's sawblades sail over you towards polesaw clone. Luckily for it, it gets the handle in the way of the shot and spins; leaving you more horizontal attacks to dodge.

You limbo under the fifth consecutive slash just as easily as the first and exhale.

Leaping over the clone you skid to hault only to see two halberds shaped like a ninja star sailing towards your throat before you can capitalize on the clone's epxosed back.

You inhale.

> No Sell

> Try to Block

> Write-In

>>945681
Deflect and dodge.
I assume we have enough room to do that

>>945681
> Write-in
Don't try to block the overcompensation projectile, only realize the truth. There is no ninja star.
Let's dream logic

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>>945719

When I say; sailing towards your throat... I mean like - holy shit if you were a dude it'd be shaving you.

>>945726
I'll switch to this then.
There's no way this weapon could exist.

>>945681
>>945726
Do this for shits and giggles

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>>945748
>>945743
>>945726

You guys used this weapon in a flashback you know it existed when you were Violet.

Instead of moving like Violet anticipated, you decide to push out your chin; welcoming the blade. In a dreamrealm you surely can't die right?

I mean it's not like you've been in pain from all the kicks you've taken in this fight, or rammed through a tree by a punch and bounced across the ground.

Not as if you're dreamwalking using magic which can and will take a toll on your body?

It is at the moment you feel the metal blade hit your neck you realize you have made a big mistake.

> No sell

> Die

>>945793
> No sell

>>945793
> No sell
> Somehow asspull our way to victory like it's fucking Battle Tendency

>>945826

The fuck's a battle tendency.

>>945793
> no sell
Because I don't want to roll a 1 again

Even the pain and stuff was only because we expected to hurt, really!

>>945826

> TFW somebody had to tell you JoJo part 2 is called Battle Tendency.

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>>945846
>>945826
>>945809

You quickly steel yourself and the blade slams into your neck with the sound of a hammer being struck by an anvil.

Violet hesitates and you grasp the weapon out of the air as it bounces of your skin.

Exhale.

You spin the weapon as you pirouette, form coming naturally to you with the weapon that is - after all a part of you. Cutting down the clone looking to bring your polesaw to bear you send the Star Halberd back to your foe in one smooth movement, the hurled star aiming to cut her in half at the waist.

She takes to the air, somersaulting and reaching out to recollect it as she flips.

You turn again picking up your polesaw and bringin it to bear. The two of you clash chest to chest before leaping back to both of your max range and exchanging a flurry of blows, your powerful polesaw holding steady against her two halberds.

Inhale.

You step forward, pressuring her for the first time with superior strength. She tries to ensare your polesaw by reforming the star and twirling it like a barrier, but you hold on to the shaft with your left hand and step forward with a devestating right hook before she can rob you of the weapon.

Sunshine fist energy surrounds you as you deliver the blow and Violet goes flying into the distance.

Exhale.

Inhale.

Your zen form holds, but the polesaw reforms as your default saw. It takes almost a full minute, but you find Violet with your default saw as well. Waiting you on the other side of a small stream.

You step into the discoloured amber light and inhale.

BOSS FIGHT: VIOLET DEMON

You give your saw some slack, letting it land amongst the fall leaves.

She does the same, blood beginning to trail from her lips.

You exhale.

> Talk to her

> Attack

> Use Ability (What)

> Change Form (what)

> Write-In

>>945987
> Talk to her
Why do you want to fight me so badly?

Wait, if this is a dream, can't we just No Sell everything?
I mean, we aren't rolling to activate abilities in here, could we just... abuse that and always activate No Sell?

>>946113

There are no cooldowns or activation rolls Yes.

It's what I was hinting at here:
>>945356

>>945987
this >>946010

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Guys I'm working early tomorrow, so I'm going to call it here.

I'm also going to go for the same vote in the new thread.

Remember:
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See you guys tomorrow night.

>>946268
Interesting take on a dreamscape, gives me Wushu vibes.

New Thread:

>>948261