>>1468221
>> [LOVE/LUST] Take Honamurei to bed

I'm not writing lewds. Just for the record.

>>1468275
That's ok, just don't want Hon feel left out.

It will be my Lewdbin that hosts the high impact sexual violence.

But Handler will get to write the ensuing kidnapping inconspicuous departure.

>>1468221
>> [DETERMINATION] Ask Verde how she wants to rotate watches

>>1468221
>> [DETERMINATION] Ask Verde how she wants to rotate watches

>>1468238
>>1468291
>>1468323

I'M WRITING, I'M WRITING! *sound of muttering curses*

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>>1468221
>>1468238
>>1468291
>>1468323
MIRANDA

“Alright, so how are we going to rotate watches?” Hm. Good question.

“I’m thinking five hours on, five off?” Before you can receive any sort of confirmation either way, a blur flashes across your vision, and then Purps is gone from your vision, the yellow-headed girl suddenly at the door of their particular wagon with an ear to ear grin on her face as she carries Purps bridal-style.

“Sounds like an excellent idea! Perhaps you can take virst watch!” She doesn’t even give you the opportunity to debate the arrangement as she quickly darts inside, nearly slamming the door behind her.

You eyeball the kid up top, who’s looking in that direction with a confused smile on his face. “They like this a lot?”

He smiles and shrugs. “Only recently.”

“Figures. Honeymooning still.” No wonder they kept making gaga eyes towards each other. You still don’t like all these distractions of hers...a couple of seconds pass as you mentally complain to yourself before you get into position, hopping up on the roof of the carriage next to the boy- he seems to start to say something, but quiets himself. You’re kinda impressed that a kid like that is holding a sniper rifle so steadily. Usually the smaller tykes go for easier to carry stuff- pistols, normally. Submachine guns in a pinch. Seen a superstrong kid with a gatling gun a few times- that was always amusing sight. Snipers, though? Those were rare.

>Hm. So, you use that thing often? Any good with it?
>Kid looks tired. If he wants to stay and nap up here he can as long as he doesn’t bug you.
>Send the boy on his way. Sniper or not, you haven’t accounted for him.
>Other

>>1468349
>>Hm. So, you use that thing often? Any good with it?
Learn of your allies strengths.

>>1468349
>>Hm. So, you use that thing often? Any good with it?

has this been back for a while?
been months or weeks since i last read.
Did the OP Picture get changed? fuck, no wonder i've missed so many threads

>>1468376
You got time, get caught up!

nah fuck that, its a good time to stop reading starborn and im sure as fuck not reading the other shittier quest.

Fuck you for convincing me to give your quest a shot, Starborn OP, fuck you

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>>1468416

There has been several original Starborns that led up to this crossover.

I hope you don't drop and stick with it there's a lot of stuff in there that I think is really good and is totally worth it.

Just remember purple anon.

- Star

>>1468442
I refuse to keep reading purps lesbian adventures and other starborns like that that you've done.
Honestly i should have stopped reading a long time ago but i had fun infuriating the dice gods and rolling nat 1s for purps, except that one time when frank got eviscerated.

I mean, your writtings good so if you do another quest i'll try for a bit but its been a long time since the last purps thread so I think now is a good time to stop reading. shes not getting with luc after all and hona keeps getting thrown in purps face to an annoying degree.

Last thing before i go, some advice.
When you're done taking votes, feel free to announce you are writing to the audience

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>>1468476

No problem mate, I understand those criticisms.

Let me throw out my other quests in case they tickle your fancy.

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Cabin

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=what+came+next

I'm sorry if you feel Purps x Hona isn't realistic or poorly written and I in fact welcome the chance to improve if you have any feedback.

I appreciate you reading as long as you have man, I hope one of my other quests catches your interest.

You can also join the discord or talk to me on twatter if you want to say anything else. I always strive to improve:

Tw: @StarbornQ
Discord Invite: https://discord.gg/xM2aCYq

Writing.

>>1468349
>>1468354
>>1468372
“So, you find yourself using that a lot?” You ask, nodding at the huge rifle in his arms. Seemed to be...what was that, bolt action? You don’t think so.

He smiles, as if something’s funny. “Only recently.” Cute. If completely unhelpful.

“What do you mean? You’re not some savant with the thing, are you?” Really, if he was, that’d be interesting enough. Firearms proficiency usually doesn’t happen as young as that without a lot of practice.

“Well, up until recently…” he trails off looking distraught and tearing up slightly, “I used to use swords.” Luc makes an attempt at recovering, flashing a big, forced smile- even you can tell it’s faker than the puppets you’ve been fighting. “Plus, we tend to attract trouble. Some religions think Starborn are harbingers of evil.”

If that wasn’t common as dirt. “Yeah? Any reason for that, or is it just crazy religious nutjobs?”

The boy pauses, putting a finger to his lips then snatching it away like… well a kid caught in the cookie jar, “Well, if you want to get deep about it, we could talk about human nature. Beat bigger fish, become the bigger fish…”

Yeah, been there, beat that, paying dues. “I’m not interested in a philosophy lesson, kid, I was just wondering if there was anything extra I’d need to keep in mind. Frankly, I can’t say I much give a rip who or what you are. Seen too much to care anymore.” Besides, any philosophy wouldn’t even apply to you...you think. You’re not sure you’d WANT it to apply to you anymore.

“Well. In terms of what you need to know about us? Honamurei used to be a guard, I’m attendant to the town she used to work for, and since Purps doesn’t remember or know anything - she’s not working for anyone but Master Lexington right now.” He yawns again, but puts his hands on his chin, “I don’t think you’re from up North like you say you are, though.” If his face weren’t so innocent, that’d probably sound like an accusation or a threat.

As it is, you’re kinda impressed with his gumption. “What makes you think that?”

“Well. You haven’t called us vampires.” You have to WORK to conceal a laugh at that. You’ve seen vampires. You’ve seen a LOT of vampires. These two are NOT vampires of any sort. “I know it’s dumb. But everyone North of Malaz calls Starborn vampires. We’re the bad guys of their faith.”

cont.

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>>1468607
You just cock an eyebrow at that. You’re not even certain how to respond to something like that. “Keep going. Any other tall tales?”

“Purps killed a dragon. That was pretty cool.” He sounds pretty proud of that one. You recall hearing something like that earlier, you think. “And well, Master Lexington taught my Dad and Mum. Then…” He looks despondent, “He did his duty to the Republic, against something which can’t happen again. He was a hero and I shouldn’t avoid talking about him.”

Hm. “Got dealt a shit hand and had to play it, huh?” You sigh as you lean back a bit- if you smoked, this would probably be about when you took a long drag. “Can’t say that’s not a feeling I’ve had. Kinda defines why I am where I am. But, hell with it. Nothing for crying about it. Just have to live how you can. At least, that’s what I took away from it.” A spark of thought hits you, and the words are out before you can regret them.

“Better the choice is made for you, if you ask me. Gives you an excuse. ‘Did what I had to. No other way.’ All that soothing stuff. What can really bite at you, though?” You frown- at yourself, mostly. “When you do it and think ‘I could’ve done that different. I didn’t have to lose that. I just did it because that’s what was easiest.’”

“I’m not going to let it stop me… um, I didn’t get your name.” You just look at him, but say nothing in particular. He blinks once, then keeps speaking. “But with or without my Dad, I’m going to get stronger. I’m going to be a great captain. I’m going to make Minerva mine and then I’m going to do something to stop devils being summoned.” He looks off into the distance for a bit, “That got… personal. I’m sorry if it was rude- I must’ve needed to vent… or something.”

You just shrug. “Happens to the best of us, kid. For what it’s worth, I think that’s a solid plan of action. And, well...if worse comes to worst...might be seeing me again in one way or another.”

The two of you are silent for a few moments. He looks like he’s about to conk out.

> “Name’s Miranda. Not that I ever told you. Get me? In public it's Verde.”
> Pat him on the back. Kid's got goals. “Get to sleep, kid. You need it.”
> Say nothing. Maaaaybe you can stand having someone around for tonight.
> Other

>>1468609
>> Pat him on the back. Kid's got goals. “Get to sleep, kid. You need it.”

>>1468609

> Pat him on the back. Kid's got goals. “Get to sleep, kid. You need it.”

>>1468609
>> Pat him on the back. Kid's got goals. “Get to sleep, kid. You need it.”
Lofty goals too.

>>1468635
His going to make the sun his gf

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>>1468635
>>1468631
>>1468627
>>1468801

You pat the kid on the back, “Look kid, go get some shuteye. You need it.”
Like a good boy, sniper child marches off to his wagon… wait he didn’t move where’s he gone? You didn’t really get a good sniff, but if he’s that quick.

Or he’s sneaky.

That’s what it is.

PURPS

You can’t feel your legs.

If Hona had her way and there was no evil phantom assassins out there, you think she’d have killed you.With love, kindness and tenderne- no. Tenderness isn’t the word. Passion, she is a very passionate companion.

Speaking of your songbird, she snores beside you loud enough to rattle the water boiling for your morning cleansing. The sun is radiating in off the… wait how is there sun in here there is no window -

Stop Saying My Name In Bed. I Don’t Enjoy Watching.

Oh. You must’ve bothered Minerva enough that she - Oh. Ohhhhhhhhh.

> [SHAME] Pray for forgiveness before you wash

> [PRIDE] Wash up, update Minerva status report

> [DETERMINATION] Wash then get to rehearsal early. You have no idea what you’re performing tomorrow.

> Write-In

>>1468830
Apologize
Then
> [PRIDE] Wash up, update Minerva status report

>>1468830
>> [SHAME] Pray for forgiveness before you wash

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>>1468858
>>1468846

“I am sorry for my indiscretions and won’t force you to watch me again.” You murmur under your breath as you locate your white outfit for the day, “Bring light and warmth to my day Lady Minerva.” You finish the prayer, much preferring when you can have actual conversations with her, you’re fine for treating her like a person when you can interact with her, but praying feels like a mix of writing a letter, asking for a favour and begging for extra pudding from parents.

“Huh. Weird comparison to draw for someone who can’t remember her parents.” You deadpan to yourself as you begin pouring the night boiling water over yourself.

The hot has become something of a staple for you, the little fire birthmark that you were 100% not born with is a testament to that. Such is Minerva’s blessing, this would redden and peel the skin off most…. But to you the steaming water is invigorating and sets you up for the day.

Soon you’re all dressed and ready to set out, to hide yourself from Hona, Luc and Lex while pretending to be one of the pretty little birds in cages to sing on command.

Somehow, despite that sour note… this feels right. Good even.

You turn back to your sleeping lover, her eyepatch on your dresser and the searing pit that used to be an eye lies hidden amidst the nest of sweat drenched locks stuck to her face.

> [LOVE] Love you Lisbeth 1d20

> [DETERMINATION] I’ll get you that eye soon.

> [PRIDE] Minerva’s Light I’m good

> Write-In

>>1469057
>> [DETERMINATION] I’ll get you that eye soon.

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I might be oging to bed. Sorry for not being able to run much tonight Gaming Group Drama on top of a lot of day spent doing paperwork and equpment pricing and blehhhhh.

Sorry guys.

Love you all.

Have a wagon for your troubles.

>>1469057

> [DETERMINATION] I’ll get you that eye soon.

>>1469057
>> [DETERMINATION] I’ll get you that eye soon.

>>1469134
>>1469122

“Hey…” You begin awkwardly, looking at Honamurei curled around a pillow like her life depended on her ability to snuggle it. “I’m going to get you that eye. Soon.” You vow.

Stepping out into the communal area of the wagon, you find that Luc has left you some kind of bread based breakfast. Chomping down the crunchy treat without even stopping to sit down you note that everything is a bit messier than you last remember; even from your escapes from the clutches of the troll in your bedroom to keep watch, it was neater than this.

The answers both draw your attention by rolling over and yanking the blankets closer.

Picking up the glass of fruit juice left for you, you take a loud slurp and peek over the back of the couch to witness Switchwick and Lexington under the same blanket and comatose, the Siren's wings curled around them like some feathered cocoon. Judging by the bundles of clothing thrown to the side you were not the only one seduced last night.

Gulping back your drink, you ponder if you should do anything about this situation.

> [CRUELTY] Try not to laugh, laugh anyway

> [DETERMINATION] Leave Wagon and adopt siren disguise, which means chores & rehearsal.

> [WORRY] Leave before things get weird

> Write-In

>>1470544
>> [CRUELTY] Try not to laugh, laugh anyway

>>1468416
Finally, someone has to say it.

>>1470576

Well got to go with the anons votes mate. They voted Purps x Hona so Purps x hona happened.

Hope you enjoyed what you read.

>>1470544
> [DETERMINATION] Leave Wagon and adopt siren disguise, which means chores & rehearsal.

>>1470544
> [DETERMINATION] Leave Wagon and adopt siren disguise, which means chores & rehearsal.

>>1470544
>> [DETERMINATION] Leave Wagon and adopt siren disguise, which means chores & rehearsal.

>>1470592
I don't, and I really don't understand how that one anon says he enjoys what you write. Aren't you supposed to be professional? How low are the industry standards now

>>1470606
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>>1470598
>>1470592
>>1470576
>>1470553
>>1470610

You emerge from the wagon with your arm shielding your eyes, a gentle breeze hits you and manages to displace the heat enough that it’s nice and comfortable out here. Hopping down onto the scarred road, you exhale and take in the scene.

It is a beautiful morning. Suns shining, birds singing, the girls have yet to awaken from their frightened and restless sleep, so you have solitude right now. The carriage will get moving soon and since you’ve eaten breakfast you don’t really have much to do.

Well, the road has to be cleared from your impenetrable wooden wall of overturned trees. Perhaps in your fervour to find out what the Stalker was and kill it, you may have went too far in trapmaking.

You weren’t reckless or anything; just wanted to make sure.

That’s it.

> [FRUSTRATION] Wait for Verde so you can both lend your muscle to clearing the road

> [DETERMINATION] Roll up your sleeves and get to work

> [CURIOSITY] Where is Luc if he wasn’t in the wagon.

> Write-In

>>1470718
>> [DETERMINATION] Roll up your sleeves and get to work

>>1470718
> [DETERMINATION] Roll up your sleeves and get to work

>>1470718
>> [DETERMINATION] Roll up your sleeves and get to work
>>1470610
If you don't like it, don't read it.

>>1470755
Piece of shit posting crap sickle.
POST DAMNIT.

>>1470718
>[CURIOSITY] Where is Luc if he wasn’t in the wagon.

Present. Also writing.

>>1470718
>>1470748
>>1470754
>>1470755
MIRANDA

It’s not a great effort towards mentally rousing yourself from your eyes open trance that makes you frown- you’ve done this many times before and will do it many times in the future. No, that’s not it at all.

Purps was late for her watch. Extremely late, as a matter of fact. Late enough to have missed the whole thing entirely. You’d considered slamming on the door for her attention, but you’d decided to be rather magnanimous and let her have her fun times, under the excuse of she’s technically still young, so responsibility likely doesn’t come as easy to her.

Still doesn’t mean it didn’t piss you off, though. For all her skills, she’s got certain...faults. At least she’s up early enough. That’s respectable. You see her head off towards the mess of fallen wood that she’d caused- some effort at putting forth physical traps. Another thing you can respect well enough. You still preferred magic, though. She then proceeds to get to work lifting, throwing, cutting, and generally dismantle all her hard work.

Well, if she wants to slack off with taking watch, she can reap the consequences. You’re more than happy to catch a quick nap in the time it takes her to clear all that lumber out- although, really, that might just be getting petty. Not that you haven’t earned that, you’d like to think…

>Catch some extra zzz’s. She’ll be fine clearing out that woodwork herself.
>Ngh. You’re better than this. Go down there and help her- and maybe give her an earful while you’re at it.
>Just go down there and get to business- she’s not dumb enough that she won’t realize her little whoopsie herself, right?
>Other

>>1470799
>Just go down there and get to business- she’s not dumb enough that she won’t realize her little whoopsie herself, right?

>>1470799

>Catch some extra zzz’s. She’ll be fine clearing out that woodwork herself.

Also would the serins having sex change the vew with there singing magic??

>>1470799
>>Just go down there and get to business- she’s not dumb enough that she won’t realize her little whoopsie herself, right?

>>1470799
>>Ngh. You’re better than this. Go down there and help her- and maybe give her an earful while you’re at it.

>>1470799
>Ngh. You’re better than this. Go down there and help her- and maybe give her an earful while you’re at it.

>>1470799
>>Ngh. You’re better than this. Go down there and help her- and maybe give her an earful while you’re at it.

>>1470916
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>>1470806
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>>1470802

Star's back from Bloodbowl.

Thought Handler was gonna follow up on this but he's gone dark. Guess we're back to Purpsvision. Lemme grab some sustenance and then we'll go.

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>>1470868
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>>1470805
>>1470802


PURPS

With a heave, you manage to throw the tree over your shoulder. The solid impact of the wood making your legs shake for a second; bending your legs to even out the strain - it all evens out. Despite the strain on your back and neck you begin slowly walking to the side of the road, shooting glances over your shoulder to make sure you don’t smack a carriage or person with a tree.

With a guttural cry you push upwards at the side of the road, tossing the tree upwards. It flies a short distance lengthwise before landing with a thud on the other side of the overturned logs that framed the road to the side. At least it’s out of the way, damn if you’re going to move the stuff that’s providing a natural barrier to the forest unless you have to.

The sound of foot on dirt alerts you to Verde approaching, “Hey. Sorry about being late this morning.” You begin dusting off your hands, “Hona was… well I didn’t have much of a choice.”

You’re blushing, but honestly Verde barely seems to have reacted; she’s just getting on with the task of clearing the road, she does seem to be a bit of a slow starter so maybe she’s not that angry? She didn’t seem to be that pissed at the time.

Also it was ten minutes and you had to literally get untied.

Hona is weird, but you can’t say you mind.

Oh yeah, morning. Trees. Removing them.

> [DETERMINATION] Time to chop some wood.

> [PRIDE] Work in silence with Verde. Two heads better than one.

> [CURIOSITY] Anything interesting happen on your watch last night?

> Write-In

>>1471320
>> [DETERMINATION] Time to chop some wood.

>>1471320
>> [CURIOSITY] Anything interesting happen on your watch last night?

>>1471320

> [PRIDE] Work in silence with Verde. Two heads better than one.

But try to make it a compation out of it

>>1471320
>[CURIOSITY] Anything interesting happen on your watch last night?

>>1471320
>> [DETERMINATION] Time to chop some wood.

>>1471320
>> [DETERMINATION] Time to chop some wood.

Sorry guys, Handler got sick and after sports I was greeted by unexpected time with fiance.

I'll try and do a double run at some point - maybe Saturday

>>1473826

Noooo
Il be camping rrrreeeeee

What do you even do in this quet, it seems like all you do is fight something then talk to people about your feelings/the fight and then repeat