>>1709041

"That's a scary thought" the girl said weakly, her hat hanging heavy over her eyes "but with how much experience you have, nothing should be able to even track us? right?"

"if you listen and follow my steps exactly" He whispered, wincing as he struggled to stay on his feet.... that unholy bitch might've given him a concussion or something worse. He wasn't ....he wasn't prepared for this. This could be his last duty, his last good deed in this life.

He smiled. The last hunt of Maxwell Maxwell. had a nice ring to it. He wondered how many of his ancestors with the same name had gone out the same way? he knew for sure that his great grandfather wasn't among them but still...if he was to die today, then he had no regrets. After all, no life is worth more or less than another, besides those of sinners and other devils.
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Well?
[] Play Malizeral *floating above, unseen by the old man*
[] Play iris *Disguised as a simple human peasant, following the man*
[] Play MM *Not realizing he's being used and lied to*

>>1709042
>[] Play Malizeral *floating above, unseen by the old man*

Good evening Headmaster!

>>1709042
>[] Play iris *Disguised as a simple human peasant, following the man*
Afternoon HM

>>1709042
>[] Play iris *Disguised as a simple human peasant, following the man*

Oh man this speech is fucking hilarious-

>Maxwell Maxwell


AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!! Oh my god yes! Oh, we NEED to tell him our full name before he dies, this shit is too funny.

>>1709042
>[] Play iris *Disguised as a simple human peasant, following the man*
I kind of feel sad for old Max.

Iris Miller
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I...I'm glad he just gave me a wooden cross for "protection" if it was made out of that angelic metal he's seemingly covered in, I'd be screaming and howling in pain right now, just being near him is making me feel weak and all too aware of how dead my body actually is, even though I've just had a meal. Every movement I make is sluggish and there's a feeling like I'm struggling against some unknown force, well not unknown since I know what it is. My blood, it isn't....its heavier than usual, I can feel how inert and lifeless it is. The sensation is nearly indescribable. its like chilled jelly being forced through a tiny hole, into an even smaller tube. Its making me feel sick and...like I'm stuck inside my own body. And the blood I drank from Mali is boiling in my stomach, which is probably why she's floating as far as she can away from him while still staying as close as she can to me

And I can't fall behind, or the old man will slow down, or get suspicious or ask me what's wrong. And that could blow my cover.

This is close to torture. I wipe my face, feeling clammy as he suddenly stops, and walks over to a tree

"Walk softly, do not raise your voice, do not breath more than you need to" He says in a hushed tone "Rub mud on yourself if you're sweating, maybe chew on some flowers"

What do I say?
[] Understood
[] Why? are we getting close sir?
[] what's your name anyways, I forgot to ask
[].....I'll do everything except the mud
[] Oh? what are you looking at?
[] Why are we stopping? you said we don't have much time
[] Are we in their territory?
[] write in

>>1709162
>[] Understood

>>1709162
>[] Understood
What would he think if it was a silver cross?

>>1709162
>[] Understood
>[] Are we in their territory?
>[] what's your name anyways, I forgot to ask

A century later this motherfucker is still causing problems, typical. How is he alive?

>>1709176
Descendant.

>>1709176
>. He wondered how many of his ancestors with the same name had gone out the same way?

>>1709182
Descendant of who again? Its been a while since this quest ran/

>>1709192
Its a reference to this quests predecessor Assassin Highschool Quest.

Maxwell Maxwell was a student at the assassin school Layla used to attend and also connected to The Lords Dagger a fanatical catholic assassin organisation that clashed with Layla a lot.

At one point he let a agent of theirs get into the school and endangered maria. Suffice to say, Layla was extremly unpleased and kept torturing and tormenting him since.

>>1709162
>[] Understood
>[] Oh? what are you looking at?

Guess seeing everything fall got lil maxi to repent.

>>1709162
>[] Understood
>[] Are we in their territory?
Going to have to get used to that with a daughter like Lifa.

>>1709206
I forgot about that guy. Man, its been so long

>>1709182
>>1709187

Fair enough, I just thought it was him because of the fervor of his monologue. Oh well, the big reveal will be slightly less funny now, but still amazing. Also most of the men in his family bear the name Maxwell Maxwell, if I remember correctly.

>>1709214
>, I just thought it was him because of the fervor of his monologue

To be fair, ol' Maxwellx2 was never a particularly fanatical believer. part of why he was with the Coin instead of the Lords Dagger.

>>1709218
True, very true. It's been way too long. That and I thought it would be somewhat difficult to kindle that kind of faith in a dead religion, but I guess I was wrong there.

"Understood" I say, knowing that I don't need to breath but....he'd notice if I just went along like I usually do, so that's one more difficulty I must now face and overcome. His face moves like he's smiling, but I can't tell with that scarf he's wearing. Crouching closer to the try, he motions for me to come look, and I do, trying to get close enough to not look odd and far enough away so all his symbols of protection and various other trinkets to ward off monsters or unholy things like me or mali don't start actually hurting me or anything worse.

Running his worn gloves over the tree, I can see what was clear a few feet away, but now I can see it wasn't just random scratching or other damage. But rather markings, drawn in a peculiar shape.

"See this? Werewolves like to mark their hunting grounds with their personal symbols to deter competition or warn others if they don't enjoy the greatest taboo of all, eating the flesh of their fellowman" He says slowly, tracing his finger over the deep claw marks in the shape of a woman with a hole in her chest, made by a harsh stab with a claw right through the middle "This means we're dealing with more than one pack, as judging from the recent attacks, they do not hold any such restrictions, we're lucky we still have morning's light, they prefer to hunt in the night you see, makes it easier as us mortal men are....more likely to panic in the dark"

Mali giggles above me, but I just hold my hand up to make her stop. Don't need her making me laugh with whatever made her start.

"So we have even more ground to cover to find my sister?" I ask sadly, trying to sound afraid as the old man eye's look at me with remorse "and even more chance to end up like"

"I know it seems....like this is only a bad sign, but actually it is....good for us in a way" He says calmly, pushing himself away from the tree, my chest finally moving right again as Mali watches him like a cat hunting a mouse ironically enough "They might be distracted with their rivals, or ignore us to not attract them if we're lucky"

My mind turns to the various maneater's I know. Clementine and Kelly....maybe Mizuki, still not sure if she eats people. And I'm fairly certain that more than one of those bandits have partaken of that particular meat....but it still is just....disgusting to me, I can understand drinking blood but actually eating someone is a bit...much. Aunt Marla can't have fallen to that, Everyone always said she was the most moral of the family, besides Jasmine or Karla or my "father".

But what if she did

"AH!" the man gasps, holding his hand out "not another step forward"

I stare at him in confusion right before the blinding pain the crucifix on his glove burns into my chest. I just bite my lip, and Mali glares at him, her eyes looking completely unlike her as her pupil's turn into daggers.
cont

>>1709255
Slowly, oh so torturously slowly, he removes his hand from my chest and takes a dagger from his belt while crouching down into the dirt. With a single flick of the blade, he cuts a wire I didn't see and the second after it snaps there's a loud bang.

the tree next to me explodes with splinters as an old shotgun fires.

"keep your eyes open, no need to make your sister filled with even more grief" He says, as I try to look scared knowing that something like that wouldn't have done anything to me, besides maybe ruining my face until I got some fresh blood.

"Hmmm" he says, pulling a lump of silver from the tree "yes, this was meant more for their competion than prey, werewolves always enjoy the hunt so they wouldn't set traps up like this for no good reason, come on, and watch your step"

And with that, he's down the path again, walking over an overground root, as I pull my hat down and sigh in relief.

What do I do?
[] Just follow him
[] Wait, you said there were more than one pack of werewolves here now? how do we know the older one even eats people 1d20+guile
[] just chat with him
[] ask mali to give me some help
[] tell mali to scout by herself
[] Do you think the other pack of werewolves could've taken my sister
[] So....how did you become a monster hunter, mr?
[] Suggest maybe we should lay low, in case anyone heard that
[] Just pretend to be an awestruck peasant girl
[] write in

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>1709282
>[] Do you think the other pack of werewolves could've taken my sister
>[] So....how did you become a monster hunter, mr?
>[] ask mali to give me some help
>[] Wait, you said there were more than one pack of werewolves here now? how do we know the older one even eats people 1d20+guile

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>1709282
>[] Wait, you said there were more than one pack of werewolves here now? how do we know the older one even eats people 1d20+guile

Rolled 13 + 11 (1d20 + 11)

>>1709282
>[] Do you think the other pack of werewolves could've taken my sister
>[] So....how did you become a monster hunter, mr?
>[] ask mali to give me some help
>[] Wait, you said there were more than one pack of werewolves here now? how do we know the older one even eats people 1d20+guile
>[] Just pretend to be an awestruck peasant girl

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>1709282
>[] Wait, you said there were more than one pack of werewolves here now? how do we know the older one even eats people 1d20+guile
>[] ask mali to give me some help
>[] So....how did you become a monster hunter, mr?
>[] Do you think the other pack of werewolves could've taken my sister

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>1709282
>[] Wait, you said there were more than one pack of werewolves here now? how do we know the older one even eats people 1d20+guile

>>1709332
Reeeeerolll time.

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>>1709333
Reroll?
[] 1 1d20
[] nah

>>1709346
yee

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>1709346
>[] 1 1d20
Would rather avoid pissing Maxwell off yes.

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>1709346
>[] 1 1d20

>>1709346
>[] 1 1d20

Might be for the best right now

"Wait, you said there were more than one pack of werewolves here now?" I say, horror running through my mind as I try not to smile as I realize that there's a culprit besides my aunt now who could be attacking this poor town. I mean she never did before now according to what they said, so that must mean it has to be this new pack right

"Unless the first does not hunt man, which we can see is" He says slowly like he's realizing something like I already have, but I'll help him along with it

"How do we know the older one even eats people?" I ask, trying to sound curious and a little scared to, to keep up my cover

"Well if they didn't why would they kidnap your sister, though you have a point, they didn't ever attack people before from my observation, unless the alpha was disposed or another pack came into the picture, they wouldn't suddenly change" He says calmly "But you did say yourself, we're only hunting them to save your..."

He pauses and adjusts his gloves, pulling them up in thought. Maybe he just needs a little bit more doubt to be convinced"

"Do you think the other werewolf pack could've kidnapped my sister?" I ask before he shakes his head

"No, I know their territory, were you two were walking was in Baskervilles territory" he says bluntly "deep in it, the other pack wouldn't dream of"

Hmm, I know how to fix this, but I'm going to a little a help here mali just a bit of magic to make sure he's convinced

"Eh?why are you talking in my head again, you know I don't like it, Irissss" Mali sighs "but I'll see what I can do
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18+11= 29
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"Well unless the territory fell into their hands" I say, his eyes narrowing and then widening with anger and horror

"Then the markings would" he begins "No, if they knew that people round here knew the other tribes markings they would change them but...but then, no they wouldn't do that, werewolves always mark their territory"

"Hey, got Lifa!" Mali says happily as the old man winces and glances around angrily "Can you help a little sweet"

"Can I go back to bed afterwards? I just found the perfectly cold pillow" the little former angel yawns, waving her hand as I step behind the now suspicious looking old man

"So werewolves know right? We don't look the same places as werewolves" I say, smiling as he glances around, looking around for any other markings, as the ground shifts around under his very nose

"In the stone and dirt? covered in their scent no doubt" He hisses as I hear mali cooing over her daughter "....these are even worse monsters than most, they aren't just inhuman they're scum"

"So is that why you became a monster hunter?" I ask curiously as he frowns

"It is in my blood, my family punished sinners and heretics in the past ages and now the world has more trouble than just mere deviants" He says, as I try not to think how technically mali and myself are both of those things in his eyes
cont

>>1709388
"I'll tell you more after the hunt if you're so curious, we need to hurry, we've wasted time heading in the wrong direction, I am so sorry"

...why did he sound so excited until that last line. I just frown, his artifacts helping me look sick with worry as he rushes through the forest, no longer caring for stealth

What do I do?
[] just follow
[] Ask if maybe the first pack of werewolves could help us with the others
[] continue questioning him
[] try to cheer him up? even though he's worried about a girl who doesn't exist
[]....Hey mali, I need you to take on a human form for a little while.
[] ask him if he knows where the other pack is.
[] Leave him, and follow the markings to find my aunt 1d20+guile
[] write in

>>1709399
>[] just follow
>[] Ask if maybe the first pack of werewolves could help us with the others
>[]....Hey mali, I need you to take on a human form for a little while

>>1709399
>[] just follow
>[] Ask if maybe the first pack of werewolves could help us with the others
>[]....Hey mali, I need you to take on a human form for a little while.

>>1709399
>[] just follow
>[] Ask if maybe the first pack of werewolves could help us with the others
>[] continue questioning him

Going back down near the same path we were taking, I struggle to keep up with him but also not to get too close and suffer any more from all of his trinkets he's covered himself with. Not like its easy to run right now, its the middle of the day and I've been out in the open for most of it, not to mention around those damned crosses he's covered himself with.

"Wait, wouldn't the other werewolves want to get rid of the actually bad pack?" I ask as he snarls

"All werewolves are monsters, just because they're trying to hold onto their humanity changes nothing, working with them will just leave us open to their attacks once they realize they have the advantage, and you forget what's at stake" He roars with a fury impassioned "even if they wouldn't take advantage of us, we'd be wasting precious time"

I regret making up that lie now, should've just said I wanted to help free these people from the....ha well no going back now

"Why do I feel like you need me to do something?" Mali says as Lifa yawns again, trying to sleep

"Well" I say quietly "Mali do you think you could pretend to be human for a while, take on a mortal form to...make this a little more real?"

"Why?!" She asks, sounding confused as to why I don't want this man to realize he's been had or think I was wrong about the other werewolves
-
[] Switch to mali?
[] Stay as Iris

>>1709456
>[] Switch to mali?

>>1709456
>[] Switch to mali?

Cool, we can earn some goodwill with Marla before we go back, once we find her.

>>1709456
>[] Switch to mali?

>>1709456
>[] Switch to mali?

Malizeral
-
Alright, today some how got worse than getting shot with a angelic bullet right in my heart. Didn't think that was possible but I should really have known considering....I shake my head, throwing away the thoughts of who I used to be, instead turning them to the creepy, creepy place I am now. I don't know how, but this part of the forest is somehow creepier than the part where that girl and her father were litterally torn to shreds, and not for any real reason either. its just that this place is...off somehow, but not really scary. Maybe I'm just not used to being all cramped and stuck in a disguise like this, or maybe I'm just sad I had to take my baby back to the castle and leave iris with that bastard. Maybe its just because I'm kind of being bait right now, since apparently I'm supposed to find those other werewolves that like human flesh when we could've just ditched that old bastard and found Iris' last aunt but....but no, I get what iris wants to do, wipe out these maneaters. Kind of ashamed that I didn't think that was important for a second, but I just wish she didn't have to make it theatric with it, I mean I could just use my magic or gather all my darling daughters to wipe them out. So why do I have to cram myself into this meat suit and pretend to be Iris' sister? just so that old guy doesn't get upset or realize it was all a lie? I mean I think she doesn't want him to run off and hunt her aunt, but....still there are easier ways of doing that. It isn't very hard to make some meat that looks like a corpse or....you know pretend you recognize something in their camp.

I mean I know this is a little whiny but...but why do I have to do it like this! it just seems over complicated and kind of a waste of time!

roll 1d20+guile

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>1709520

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>1709520
Starting to think Mali has a point here

Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>1709520

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>>1709524
>>1709529
>>1709534

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>>1709534
>>1709529
>>1709524

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>1709520
Not surprised, sadly.

Can someone else roll please?

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>1709520
I return with late dice

Should I roll again to fill out our limit?

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>>1709550
3 2 3 4 1

>>1709550
AHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA........
God why

>>1709550
That figures. Well maybe the reroll can save us.

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Re roll?
[] Yes 1 1d20
[] No, I'm sure whatever this is can't be too bad

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>1709563
>[] Yes 1 1d20

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>1709563
[] Yes 1 1d20
Don't want to do a poor job for Iris, right?

Rolled 14 (1d20)

Well, it's a good thing we're going to start raising up guile now that our potential is ridiculous.

>[] Yes 1 1d20

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>>1709563
yes. and fanart incoming

>>1709550
Reroll is wise...

>>1709574
ooooh

I cross my two arms, feeling a little lost with out the bottom two as I walk forward through the darkness, now just following the sin that's hanging over the air like too much perfume or the scent of blood and fat around Kelly. Well, I'm pretty sure I'm getting near to them or something else that's bound for hell and I doubt that can be anything else but the werewolves I need to be captured by. Which I still don't get! I mean the only reason Iris would have me do this is so the old man doesn't get depressed because her fake sister died or go completely mad and attack her aunt. So I can kind of understand having me do this, you know if we couldn't just fake the fake sisters death and the only other reason why she'd lead him on like this would be to get him killed. Which doesn't sound like something iris would do, even though he's against us. Then again maybe him shooting me made her

"Woah" I say, lifting my foot off the ground, barely missing the silver tinted bear trap on the ground "okay, need to start paying more atteniaaaah"

I lean back, noticing a spear smeared with something that smells worse than a pig sty. Okay,wouldn't want what ever that is in me, even if it wouldn't do anything to my real body. Now I just need to slide past that without triggering it. Alright, there's the string, almost couldn't see it there was so much


I gasp, my foot falling through old leaves as I hear all of the pile begin to fall with me.

Oh, well not like I can't get out of this easily...but maybe I can be a little sneaky here? hmm, if I fall maybe they'll do all my work for me?

What do I do
[] just fly out of it
[] let myself fall, to be captured
[] Fall, but turn into a dragon (or half way to scare the hell out of the wolves)
[] drop, and activate cheshire's madness and go a little chaosy, because these werewolves have pissed me off
[] Grab onto the side 1d20+str
[] Scream and pretend to be hurt 1d20+guile
[] write in

Rolled 3 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>1709606
[] let myself fall, to be captured
[] Scream and pretend to be hurt 1d20+guile

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>1709606
>[] let myself fall, to be captured
>[] Scream and pretend to be hurt 1d20+guile

Iris want's to drag out the killing, and Iris get's what she wants

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>1709606
>[] let myself fall, to be captured
>[] Scream and pretend to be hurt 1d20+guile

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>1709606
>[] let myself fall, to be captured
>[] Scream and pretend to be hurt 1d20+guile

>>1709642
Aka we are actually injured...we will never be able to bake again!

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>1709606
>[] let myself fall, to be captured
>[] Scream and pretend to be hurt 1d20+guile

Hmm, well it beats walking around, dodging traps and generally just giving myself a headache. Besides she did ask me to find them or get captured by them, and this is the easiest way for that to happen, so why fight it. I smile, and let my fake body drop, my heart freezing up for a second from the sensation of plummeting like a rock. Like I'm being teased and played with, but instead of that usual and fantastic release of flying off as my adrenaline reaches its peak, I just keep falling. And that wonderful feeling quickly turns to panic and...well misplaced fear. I mean my real body is pretty durable and bouncy, so this shouldn't actually hurt me right?

there's a nasty sound crack, the sound of bones snapping like twigs and ripping through skin as they hit hard uncaring rock. I wince, just from the sound, as my fake body's legs, ribs and right arm break in a way that makes even what I saw in the lust den look like a scrape.

And it does actually hurt, not as bad as some things this body has gone through, or my heart has, but it does sting a lot. Which is good, I don't have to pretend as hard to make them think I'm hurt. Which is wonderful since I am a terrible liar and actor.

Screaming and crying I lay on the ground, staring at my fake bodies wounds, howling with sobs and whimpering in the darkness at the bottom of the pit. It..it actually makes me feel hurt somehow, I don't know how but.

I stare up, and try not to grin as I see a pair of yellow eyes shining up in the little bit of sunlight I can see.

What do I do?
[] keep crying
[] yell at them to stay away
[]huddle up
[] "try" to crawl away
[] Pretend to faint
[] make myself more appetizing?
[] pretend not to see it and just keep freaking out
[] write in

>>1709683
>[] keep crying
>[] yell at them to stay away
>[]huddle up
>[] make myself more appetizing?

Let's be fair, that last one will happen no matter what we do, it
s Mali after all

>>1709683
>[] keep crying
>[] yell at them to stay away
>[]huddle up

>>1709683
>[] keep crying
>[]huddle up
>[] make myself more appetizing?
>[] pretend not to see it and just keep freaking out

>>1709683
>[] keep crying
>[] yell at them to stay away
>[]huddle up
>[] pretend not to see it and just keep freaking out

>>1709683
>I am a terrible liar and actor
Pretty sure we were good enough to fool the people in Sotetwood and the guards in the Centil mansion. Course I'm guessing we're not very good at lying to anyone we care about.

Well not going to stop the show now. I keep crying and sobbing, trying to curl up into a ball as much as I can with bones as bent as these. In the end I just end up howling in pain, holding my stomach as the yellow eyes narrow. Closing my eyes, I splay myself out, using a bit of my magic to carry up blood and smear it over myself, mixing a bit of some fragrant spices over me in with it as I lay on my back sobbing in a blind panic, clawing at the walls blindly. The werewolf sniffs the air, sounding like stone door grinding against gravel slowly, as it breaths in and out curiously. It makes my skin crawl and I don't want to imagine what it'd be like to actually be in this sort of danger. Just the thought makes my stomach turn. The heaving, dry breathing turns into a coarse laugh and then I move onto the next part of my plan

"St..stay away!, LEAVE ME ALONE GO AWAY, STAY AWAY, LEAVE!" I cry out, hurting my voice as I hear claws running down the side of the wall "St...STAY BACK, PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE..St"

I feel its hot breath on my my face

"Stay away" I whimper, feeling fur and claws wrap around my neck, and not in the nice way Iris does it. I lose the ability to speak without, you know showing that I'm not human anymore. Then there's the sensation of rough fur, and air running against me, I open my eyes to see that I'm out of the pit, and there's a pile of fur and muscles dragging me over the forest flower.

I start to giggle, but bite my tongue to stop myself. Excellent, my plan worked better than I though it would, now I can just lay back and wait for Iris to come and pick me up again easily.

the ride to the rest of this guy's pack is by no means peaceful, and I'm pretty sure he's made my back a mess of cuts and blood with how he's dragging me. Probably broke my legs and arm a bit more, but that doesn't matter when I can fix them the second I drop this disguise and...
and

Do I hear crying...crying. I open my eyes, smelling blood, tears and sweat....along withother stuff that would usually get me excited.

Little boys and little girls, all crying in cages, surround by still meaty bones and dried skin, men and women who look more feral than vera or kelly sitting around them, dressed in skins of all kinds of monsters and animals, but mostly just human skin. All sitting around, eating or acting like nothing is wrong. Reminds me a bit of hell but the desperate cries and screams for mercy, help or just plain terror.

they...they remind me of something

it...it reminds me of.
it re
it reminds me of
of...of

reminds me of.

The smell of booze and dust fills my head
What do I do?
[] Push it away and let myself get locked up 1d20+ willpower
[] Plug my ears
[] Pause time, and collect myself really quick
[] MALI IS MAD!
>>1709728
Exactly.

>>1709763
[] oh and write in, sorry

>>1709763
>[] MALI IS MAD!

>>1709763
>[] Pause time, and collect myself really quick
>[]Bite my lip to try and calm myself.

>>1709763
>[] MALI IS MAD!

Sorry Iris, this place need to be a candied wonderland of blood and death now. I don't like it when they eat kids.

>>1709797
But they're the most tender

>>1709763
>[] MALI IS MAD!

As I thought. Mali's ability to lie come from the demon part of her seeing things a prey, since she was an honest girl when she was alive.

>>1709803
Facts aside, you start killing kids you get your blood turned into jello, that's just how these things go. Who knows, maybe our selfless rescue of all these children will give MM a new perspective on the world? The last part is sarcasm by the way

>>1709830
>[] Pause time, and collect myself really quick

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i3uEUnQ8Eu0
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Flashes....flashes of pain, cold and horror. Panic from the shadows as night fell, love that was misplaced and never returned. the feeling and smell of warm beer splattered over my face, the feeling over dirt under my bleeding fingernails. Sweat pouring down my face, turning dirt to mud. A feeling of being cramped worst than being stuck in this body. The confusion...why am I being taken from the farm? Who are these people? How could I help them? when am I going to go back home? I need to pick the potatoes.

Torture, steel cutting through flesh, the horrors man can make, tied to a stone tablet and beaten, and beaten, and beaten worse than anything father did. the men in robes gorging themselves as I starved, taking their anger out on me, stealing everything I had, keeping me awake to continue to use me like a cutting board or a punching bag. Crying, the sound of my own crying, its the same, its the same as theirs! WHY AM I CRYING!? I was an idiot to think anyone loved me then! to think I'd ever go home! Why am I...why am I...why are they crying, who can do this to someone else.

I was freed from my old life, I stopped crying. but this...I can't forget when I hear this! they're in pain, like I was, they're suffering, they're scared, but they don't think they'll be spared or given mercy and released like I did! they know they're going to die but I can't stand this crying, all of them are in the same place I was in...when I was

when I was.

I..no I am not going to see all this again, I can't. I fight against myself to care for these people, my immortal soul's apath getting washed over by the rage I felt at the last second of my natural life and despair, fueling it and turning it into....into

WRATH!

NO ON IS HURTING ME AGAIN! NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO SUFFER LIKE I DID IF THEY STILL BREATH! THEY DID NOTHING WRONG I...I

I DID NOTHING WRONG SO WHY DID THIS ALL HAPPEN TO ME!!!!!!!?

time freezes, I catch my breath, everything stops and turns grey, my breath shaking as I sit in the claws of the werewolf, just outside the cage made out of bones gnawed down to be as sharp as knives. the camp is...its terrible, like a piece of hell cut out and set on this reality. A child is being ripped from a mother's arms across the fire, a man is roasting over it being covered in beer as his flesh chars and breaks. A woman is pinned to the floor, fangs around her neck, the man not even wearing his wolfy hide. A dead girl tied to a table, a fat woman digging through her guts...my own stomach aches from memory.

I pull myself out of the werewolves claws and cover my face, trying to stuff my emotions back into myself.

its hard
it hurts
its cold.
cont

>>1709898

What do I do?
[] Fuck the plan, let me show them what I can be
[] continue with the plan, just...suffer through this a bit longer 1d20+willpower
[] Remember Alicia, and get madder
[] Leave and cuddle with my daughters
[] Turn into a dragon/ half of one *which*
[] Cheshire's madness
[] mix the above
[] write in

>>1709830
:)

>>1709903
>[] Fuck the plan, let me show them what I can be
>[] Remember Alicia, and get madder

You don't. Fucking. Kill. Kids. Slaughter and damnation are the only answer here, make them remember what it is to be prey.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nX6ZEcwRrw0&list=RDnX6ZEcwRrw0

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>1709903
>[] continue with the plan, just...suffer through this a bit longer 1d20+willpower
>[]Mentally apologize to Iris for what might happen/urge her to hurry.
>[]Make a chemical mixture in private to knock out only the werewolves.

Try to keep strong Alice.

>>1709903
>[] Fuck the plan, let me show them what I can be

>>1709903
>[] Fuck the plan, let me show them what I can be
>[] Turn into a half dragon
>sorry Iris. I put up with shit for Elizabeth's sake, but I'm not bowing out for some old man who wants me purged regardless of what I do.

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No, no fuck the plan. I'll show these bastards exactly what I can be. they think they're the monsters here. That they're allowed to eat people, children just because they're stronger. I can already taste their sin, they're ripe with it. And as a demon it is my duty to pull those blackened souls to hell with me and these particular souls have made to horrible mistake of reminding me of who I used to be, of what happened to me. Of my old life and all the lies I swallowed like they were sweet. I can't let them live, after what they've done, I can't just push this away. usually iris can help me when I'm remembering what I've been trying so hard to forget. But she isn't here now, she can't stop the pain, that crawling cold and truth I now hate more than anything I can think of. My girlfriend isn't here to comfort me, my babies aren't here to comfort me. And the instincts that have been trying to and succeeding to make me act so naughty have stopped pushing against me now. Now that I know its my duty as a demon to take their souls as it has always been, its instead making me madder, making it harder to think straight.

I'm sorry Iris, but fuck the plan, I can't deal with letting these people get away with making others suffer like I did.

Color returns to the world. My fake skin rips apart as my bones reset themselves, and I feel the best relief in the world, being free

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Skij_GE9n4
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What perspective do you want to see this from
[]Mali's (and control the rampage)
[] the werewolves
[] Iris (from a distance)
[] MM (from a distance)
[] one of the captives
[]???
[] write in

>>1709964
Also I'd like to point out that we're a bit hypocritical since we pretty much let Kelly eat people once in a while, but whatever.

And I'm aware we also kill people, and probably torment them, but we've got divine mandate that lets us do such things.

>>1710001
>[]Mali's (and control the rampage)


We want to avoid hurting the captives, no AOE magic or anything we can't directly control. Only the guilty will suffer tonight.

>>1710001
>[] one of the captives

>>1710014
Well Kelly does need to eat people because of what she is and hasn't eaten any children in front of Mali.

Mali's old mind boon and Mother of the fallen are mostly why she's making a big deal about this. as her mind "Clicked" when she heard crying and sights that reminded her of her rebirth, which made her made her freak out like she usually does when it comes up, but her mother of the fallen title made her react with more anger as their were children being subjected to it, and her motherly nature made that also strike a cord. Which when combined together makes the perfect storm of mad mali

>>1710001
>[]Mali's (and control the rampage)
>[] Iris (from a distance)
>[]???

I like the idea of interludes.

>>1710001
>[] one of the captives
>[]???
>[] Iris (from a distance)
>[]Mali's (and control the rampage)

I hope ??? is chaos or an outer god not an angel. Hopefully they'll think twice to try to mess with our things.

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R1jG99z7lVY
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the horrors I have seen over the last...I can't remember how long I have been in this hell brought by these beasts wearing the faces of men, the days have all blurred together in an orgy of violence. But the sheer ammount of atrocity my eyes have seen through these bars, my family being slaughtered and butched like animals as I survived...all because I gave them my food so they wouldn't be hungry, the gnawing guilt that has been eating away at my mind with the screams and howls they make, and the flies that bite me, fat with the rotting flesh of my fellow man ARE NOTHING compared to what I see now. A broken body of a young lady with hair that must be dyed red, splitting apart, the skin shattering like a cocoon as...as something else emerges from her like a chick from an egg. No...not a chick, a snake! I had been watching her because something was...off about her, the look in her eyes, the tone of her skin, something I cannot place...but now I see. NOW I see the truth. That was no girl, maybe a corpse of one being worn by...by this thing. Its skin is a milky white, and seems to suck the color of the world, being bright when all else is dark. Four arms emerge from it, and it stands like a man, but it is clearly not...though it looks like an exaggeration or mockery of the feminine form that is some how enticing and erotic despite what the rest of it is. It stands taller than more human men. Flashes and colors I cannot give names to run over its skin like oil, wings spreading behind it as horns burst from its skin. It bends, its hair the only thing unchanged as it falls forward, shadows creeping away from it like they're trying to flee.

It holds a spear in one of its four hands and looks right at me, with eyes of gold and orange and pupils shaped like xs. It blinks and opens its mouth wider than any man or monster I've seen, a lilac colored tongue drooping out of its mouth, sharpened like a sword! And seemingly endless, lashing around like a dying snake or a fish on water.

The beast behind her, not hiding its shape turns as I crawl to the back of my cage hanging in the air, made out of my own family. It seems confused as it meets the unnatural seeming monster. It tries to take her head off, apparently displeased

Oh...oh god the blood, its black, blacker than night, blacker than ink. It flows like oil on the air, stopping as the thing's headless body falls. and...and catches it, with a look of amusement and rage and...some sort of pain and sorrow written on its face.

What happens next is...is I can't understand it. I want to get a closer look, but my fear keeps me back. The spear it holds cuts through the lycan's back, the fur turning odd like something is changing about it.

the ground burns, turning mirrored. and then both of them are gone, the empty surface of the reflected sky sucking them up like a greedy mouth.

cont

>>1710141
I think for a moment its over, it was just a hallucination of my broken mind and then...then the noise. The noise I will never forget even after I die. The sound of over two tons of meat being forced through an opening the size of my skeletal fist, and being shredded by the glass that stood there. turning towards it despite my own internal please.

I see the thing again, still holding its head as it stands by the woman taking her meal in the form of a child towards the fire. It becomes her shadow, melting into it as she turns in confusion. The girl manages to get free, right as a thousand hands of darkness reach up over the madwoman's neck, and I see a flash of lilac as her blood sprays and drips to the ground, her own clothing ripping into her as the rest of my captors realize what's going on

chaos, screaming, howling and sounds I cannot put names to fill the air, as I sit frozen, unable to look away and yet unable to watch. God above...god above save me. Save me from this hell, get me away from this horror!
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Iris miller
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cont

>>1710176
I can smell blood on the air. Screams and howls of pain fill the night. the old man doesn't say a word, but a growled "they're feasting, run!" as he runs forward without an ounce of fear on his face.I stop for a moment, hearing a familiar laugh among the screaming.

Mali...my heart falls as I realize what must be going on if she would just ignore what I said like that, even if I didn't use her true name. She usually listens to what I say, it seems to calm her and make her even happy at times listening to me. And she doesn't resort to violence unless she has to...I'd like to think. So...something must've of pushed her. I see sparks of her magic in the air, thuds of spears impacting on the earth and shaking it

and then it hits me, and I start running again. It must...whatever she saw there reminded her she was and is Alice Hiral. And I wasn't there to consul her. She had seemed like she hadn't had an episode of the type in awhile, I thought she might've been able to actually forget it but...I guess she just found the right triggers to make her mind reveal its self hidden secrets again.
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???

Oh whats this? I smell gunpowder...I hear screaming. Oh what a lovely sound, I thought I was done hearing that wonderful music oh so long ago. Oh and they came right as my visitors did to try and drag me back to that boring old island. Hehehe, oh I need to see what's going on. I've been dry for too long

I must see...
I MUST SEE!
I MUST SEE WHAT'S MAKING THOSE

EXPLOOOOOOSIOOOOOONS AHAHAHAHAHHA
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Malizeral
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I land on the recently fallen spears, spitting blood out of my mouth and glaring down at the men and women who's skins are ripping with fur bursting out of them as their bones snap and stretch turning them all wolfy.

the growl rumbles under the screams...my head still filled with images...hiding from a single shadow, the echo of my own screaming. The sound of children crying out in fear or is it me?

I hold my head, and put it back onto my shoulders, my skin sewing itself back on as I stand up, balancing on my heel

the werewolves look up at me, waiting to pounce on me and not in the fun way

What do I say
[] I have come to collect your souls early, please don't make me work hard
[] Ya know, I thought I was through with this, but then you had to remind me
[] You...I am not watch you make others suffer as i have
[] ....you made children cry, you die
[] Oh, so many tasty treats before me! oh I'm drooling, so why don't you come here
[] *furious demon noises*
[] I didn't deserve all that, no one does
[] come on then, are yall scared
[] I'm...I'm not scared of wolves anymore, I've..I've become stronger
[] Why didn't they love me?
[] oh lets play, lets play, lets play hunter and wolf
[] Come on, can you satisfy a girl like me
[] Oh so much tasty sin
[] Haaaa, why am I doing this?
[] write in

>>1710246
>[] I'm...I'm not scared of wolves anymore, I've..I've become stronger
>[] Why didn't they love me?
>[] *furious demon noises*
>[] Oh, so many tasty treats before me! oh I'm drooling, so why don't you come here

>>1710246
>[] I have come to collect your souls early, please don't make me work hard
>[] You...I am not watch you make others suffer as i have
>[] I didn't deserve all that, no one does
>[] Why didn't they love me?
>[]Cry...just a little...a lot...

Its time for Mali to cry...and do what she can to save others...and cry...

>>1710246
>[] *furious demon noises*
>[] ....you made children cry, you die
>[] You...I am not watch you make others suffer as i have
>[] I didn't deserve all that, no one does

*very quietly
>[] Why didn't they love me?

Wait. Waitwaitwait. Could it be? The hero of legend? He who beat the fuck out of a chicken with nothing but a baseball bat? He who gives explosions to all the good children every Christmas? The immortal Lich of Explosions!?! If this is who I think it is I'm going to be so fucking happy.

>>1710246
>[] Come on, can you satisfy a girl like me
>[] ....you made children cry, you die
>[] I'm...I'm not scared of wolves anymore, I've..I've become stronger
>[] Why didn't they love me?
>[sobbing demon noises]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=989srijf4OA
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"I'm" I say, speaking the first time, my voice gurgling on my own blood as I tilt my head, holding it in place with my upper right hand, tears flowing down my face as the werewolves circle me trying to figure out what I am and how to tear me to shreds "I'm not scared of wolves anymore, I've"

I stare into the tear drop shape of my spear, seeing my reflections, biting my tongue as I see one color dominate it and my horns fade away, showing my...my old face

I turn away with a hiss and glare at the monsters under me "I've become stronger"

"What are you on about, the hell are you and what have you done? have you come to take our meat from us? You don't reek of the old lady" a man with a bear as long as iris' beautifully controlled hair growls at me "Why else would you sneak in? You ain't human, You aren't...monster, Why are you here? What do you have against us? we're just having dinner ya cunt"

"You" I say, my voice soft but cutting like a knife in the back "I'm not going to watch you make others suffer as I have"

"Eh? what are you on about now" He laughs, he must be the leader here "Oh do you think you're a hero of some kind? some kind of monster hunter or something else, ahahaha, or maybe you're just maaad"

I crumple, shaking as the wave hits me again, freezing me to my bones as I bite my cry off at the start and whimper "I didn't deserve all of that, no one does"

"tch, so you are a bleedin heart" He says, holding up a sickle like claw "Well, we like those don't we la..."

"Why didn't they love me?" I cry, whimpers as I feel very small again

"Gah, just kill it, whatever she is is ruining my appetite" he says, turning away as I stand back up, as a pressure builds in me and

A noise rises out of my throat, like metal in a blender, lightning running through wood, a storm wailing through a broken window, the bubbling of pastry and the screams of a man being skinned all mixed into a high and low pitched roar of rage that comes flying out of me as I lose control of my emotions again.

all of the wolves fall, covering their ears

What do I do?
[] Throw my spear at the alpha 1d100
[] Swing my tongue around 1d100
[] turn into a dragon (full or half)
[] Forget sanity for awhile (cheshire's madness
[] Use my magic *how 1d20+pot*
[] turn the ground into molten caramel 1d20+pot
[] create a firing line 1d100
[] give life to the bones 1d20+pot
[] Wall them in 1d20+pot
[] tackle one of them 1d20+strength
[] write in

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>1710385
>[] Use my magic *how 1d20+pot*

Turn their blood into syrup and their bones into frosting. Watch them drown on their own innards.

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>1710385
>[] turn the ground into molten caramel 1d20+pot
>[] Swing my tongue around 1d100
Do not go cheshire. I fear for the innocent.

Rolled 6 + 20 (1d20 + 20)

>>1710422
And for the caramel.

>>1710410
>>1710422
weird

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>1710385
>[] turn into a dragon (half)
full is too big
>[] Use my magic *how 1d20+pot*
Reverse time and create spears from their original spots to force themselves to walk into them.

>>1710437
I guess the dice gods like 19 tonight. Or hate werewolves, either way.

>>1710441
......another 19?

>>1710446
The dice gods REALLY like 19 tonight apparently

>>1710441
Well, unfly into them. Shame it wasn't a 20.

>>1710441
Also, make them barbed to make it harder to pull them out.

tick tock tick tock, tick tock. I tilt my head back and forth as they all begin to stand, then the world begins to move back the way it did. I raise back, screaming silently as they all fall back towards the ground the sounds of my yelling and their pain running back through as I stop, snapping my fingers as pink clouds and black smoke flow from my finger tips, merging together and falling into the earth as I replay the exact motions I did, and so do the wolves and everything else around me.

The ground boils with magic, sparks flying as the wolves spin around, turning back to face me as they run forward as they were before I screamed. But I don't scream now. Instead I raise my hands, the spears coated in cooking magic flying through them as they run into them, most of them impailing themselves as my magic begins to work its...well magic, and cooks them, a few their screams cutting off as it spreads to their heads and hearts, for others their arms....eyes, legs...random parts of them really turn to jam or frosting, leaving them screaming and howling in pain and horror

The Alpha stares at me and I glare at him, frowning as I shake in rage and grief

"I'LL DEVOUR ALL OF YOU" a voice roars behind me

roll 1d20+ resilience or agility

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>1710535
Agility, best case being an old friend of ours (though not Mali's) charges past and eats the alpha

Rolled 12 + 6 (1d20 + 6)

>>1710535
Agility.

Iris is just going to walk up to Mali after all this and just be so crestfallen...

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>1710535
What could possibly be that hungry?

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>>1710549
this?

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>1710535

>>1710554
Oh... Oh no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no. That is about second worst possibility actually. I though it would be an old wolf with a dog, but I see now is the time for PANIC.

I try to get out of the way, flying up into the air with a powerful kick aided with a bit of my magic, and the canon it just made. But instead of soaring I feel claws wrap around my leg and pull me down towards the blood covered fangs and eyes of another werewolf, clearly angry I maimed or turned its brothers and sisters into tasty, tasty sweets.

"Oh" I say, knowing this is probably going to hurt.

It snarls and slams me into the ground, throwing up one of the spears I've launched into the ground. It grabs it and aims for my neck

What do I do?
[] Mine's bigger 1d100
[] tch, gotta try harder than that *wrap tongue round its neck* 1d100
[] Head butt! 1d100
[] Hey, want to see what happened to the one who pulled me here? *drag him into the mirror world 1d20+pot*
[] ....throw that at your alpha *aura of submission* 1d20+pot
[] fall into his shadow
[] turn into a dragon
[] Use shapeshifting to become bigger than him 1d20+pot
[] grab him and warp his body with a few choice pulses of magic 1d20+pot
[] pause time, and fuck with him 1d20+pot
[] write in

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>1710601
>[] fall into his shadow
>[] grab him and warp his body with a few choice pulses of magic 1d20+pot

Good doggie, now BREAK. Or the Mali Special for shits and giggles, whatever works.

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>1710601
>[] Head butt! 1d100
>[] fall into his shadow
>[] grab him and warp his body with a few choice pulses of magic 1d20+pot

This is a good order of things.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>1710617
My d100s have not been great...

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>1710601
>[] Mine's bigger 1d100
>[] fall into his shadow

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>1710601
Guess I'll roll d20 since d100 is split.

>>1710656
>[] grab him and warp his body with a few choice pulses of magic 1d20+pot
This, just in case I needed to point it out.

"Lets see if you come back from this one?' He sneers as I kick my feet out and he laughs with a voice like a dog choking on a bone "Oh? think you can push me off? You might have fancy tricks but I am much moooorrrrrrrrgh"

"No" I say smiling as my skin turns black and begins to melt with the rest of me "I don't, just need your shadow"

Burning hot drool flies into my face as he tries to stab me as I slither under him. I feel pain in my jaw as the spear cuts through it. I rise up behind him and wrap my arms around him before I can scream, holding his hands down with my lower ones.


I try to speak but find that he's nearly taken the lower part of my mouth off, so I prop it up with his back and hiss "Well you aren't very nice, are you?" as it begins to piece itself piece itself back on, struggling to not droop as he turns and then
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12+20= 32= poor doggy
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screams as I curdle his flesh like milk, twist it around, fill it with crystals, swords, burning chocolate and transmute his blood into lead as he shrieks, before he can only gurgle as I push him inside himself, and he falls like a balloon, shivering as what's left of his lungs take their finale breath through their body.

I lick the blood on my face with my tongue and turn, holding my jaw in place again as I turn around and see....a firing line of werewolves with guns that look large enough to put a hole through a steel wall.

Oh

What do I do?
[] fly up 1d20+agility
[] Respond in kind! 1d100
[] stop time, and walk behind them 1d20+pot
[] rush them! 1d100
[] Make a wall 1d20+pot
[] show them the might of my magic, again 1d20+pot
[] turn into a dragon
[]let them shoot me 1d20+resilience
[]mirror trick behind them 1d20+pot
[] write in

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>1710752
>[] show them the might of my magic, again 1d20+pot


If we let them fire they'll hit the cave and the people inside. If their guns were to all explode from their ammo being turned into live bombs though...

Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>1710752
>[] Make a wall 1d20+pot
>[]Respond in kind 1d100

Rolled 1 + 20 (1d20 + 20)

>>1710785

>>1710791
Welp...I think this is a good time for the reroll...

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>1710752
>[] show them the might of my magic, again 1d20+pot
Exploding guns I guess.

>>1710806
>>1710791

Do we have enough rerolls left to negate of or both of these?

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>>1710806
>>1710791

>>1710806
...sigh.
What a night.

>>1710791
Oh dear...

>>1709574
I mean I guess this fanart may save us?

>>1710812
Reroll one or both if possible please, we're not the only ones who might get hurt here

>>1710810
>>1710814
Well we do have a 21...just means we are getting hurt...and let us hope it is just that.

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>>1710819
3 demonic favor
2 spent on rerolls
1 fanart

You could reroll both Or

Burn on to summon some help

Or you could tank it
>>1710827
as he suggests

>>1710829
Reroll would be the best. Probably could tank one. But not two 1s.

>>1710829
I say we reroll both, we don't want to lose any more momentum and I really don't want to see those kids get shredded. And help means either Iris with the priest or a demon, both of which will be worse in the long term.

So
[] reroll both 2 d20
[] reroll 1 1 d20
[] Nah nah

Rolled 3, 13 = 16 (2d20)

>>1710857
>[] reroll both 2 d20

They don't get to hurt anyone else

>>1710829
Reroll both. I gotta go soon anyways HM. Thanks for running.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>1710857
Very well. We are almost out of actives people it seems.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>1710872
Whoops. Then again CUA got it

I sigh, black smoke flowing from my lips and the black bleeding wound on either side of my face, filling the air in front of me as the I wave my staff around with my lower hands, white mists flowing from the top of it. keeping my jaw in place with both my upper hands, I can smell one of the guns firing right as my jaw reconnects itself, still leaving a nasty gash to ruin my face until it heals itself.

Bullets fly, screams fill the air including my own. Then my magics begin to work. The ground in front of me shifts, and the smokes turns into spears and falling hammers that slam into the werewolves with meaty thuds and loud snapping cracks. I stumble back, the smoke clearing to show a few of them still standing, others pinned to the ground or eachother, struggling or dying, I can't tell. I smirk as I see that they've shot a few of their own. Their blackened souls begin to pull themselves free of their bodies

Then, I feel my blood begin to boil. And turn as I hear feet running towards me and then

"EXPLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONS!"

there's a loud, burning bang. the ground shakes as the air fills with smoke

and we'll end here
I've archived
and will answer questions

>>1710928
Good thread. Sad Mali is usually an interesting time.

I look forward to continuing this. I look forward to the moment that Mali frees the captives and then comes off her high...

I expect collapsing and uncontrollable sobbing.

>>1710928
Great thread as always HM, thanks for running. Sorry it was kind of slow tonight, I'm sure it'll pick back up as we all get back into the groove of things. On a happier note, FAUST YOU GLORIOUS MOTHERFUCKER!! I'm so glad he's back, and also partly terrified for the civilians, but what can you do?

>>1710947
It shall be....the forest of tears now
>>1710948
its fine, and faust is fun and doesn't care about collateral damage!

>>1710966
Is Iris' hug going to even be enough?

..wonder if the kids will catch on...good thing Lifa isn't here.

>>1710995
As an additional note. Alex was right. Mali is in for a world of hurt.

The healing comes later

Also if you guys have suggestions for devil fruits. I'd like to hear them

If only to give me some inspiration

>>1711056
Mali is suffering....sometimes

>>1711072
and because I'm curious what you guys would come up with

>>1711072
Either way, Iris' POV will be something else...hugs, pats and there theres...probably followed by guilty vampire tears. And a lot of gentle reassurances.

The girls will no something wrong. She hasn't pranked in days. Blondie isn't covered in desert.

>>1711101
>>1711101
I can't wait
also, I enjoyed writing the captives Pov

>>1711106
I think it was really a neat thing. Wouldn't mind an observers POV of the after. When Mali's adreneline goes down. I mean, she wasn't subtle about hiding her pain. So questions will be raised.

Their hero is a puzzling one...but hey, it could be worse. They could see her in actual action...

She better do this for free. She probably will.

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>>1711149
I mean, they saw how the mirror step works if the user doesn't bring their guests out with them and instead pushes them through a mirror

>>1711177
Yes. And they also saw the bizzare scene of a crying monster lamenting her lack of love. And also declaring that they won't suffer like she did.

Mali continues to be the hero of the world. While also being a member of two seperate hells.

She's a model demon.

>>1711198
and that's why we love her

Just going to say it, but Iris has been neglectful of Mali for the past few months. She doesn't stop at any towns so Mali can collect a few souls, denying relations with her half at times and having to collect scraps from the maids, and continually rebuffing her whenever babies are brought up.

Not to mention she never tried to help her main problem, and at best, just tells her to ignore her past, yet keeps using her to bring her own family together. Still, like I said, just saying. I'm certain Iris is really racking her brains out on actually coming up with a solution, and not just putting it off hoping the problem would just go away with them dying naturally.

>>1711466
Well
it hasn't been all that long in game actually, and there isn't much...well there's a lot to do on a giant candy castle.

there hasn't been any towns from science town and german town in the route you were taking since most people live in large cities and not out in the boonies where Marla ran off to.

And the ignoring the past thing is something Mali has been doing herself since the start of the quest, Iris has been comforting her when she "remembered" it, but its really a hard subject to face. How to do you fix a problem like that easily?
the fact is the easiest way to help mali would be for her to face her family. And Iris doesn't like people dying needlessly or seeing mali in that sort of state.

And mali is usually happy until she faces her past again, as she's generally come to see and been accepted among the miller family.


And the babies thing is easily explained as Iris knowing that its dangerous out where they are as it is mostly unknown and an angel/ rival demon could pop at any time. as it has been explained by iris "Mali may be a strong enough demon, that even if she isn't anywhere near the toughest or most durable of her level, would the baby be able to take the beating's she just regens out of?"

>>1711516
Or ya know
if they can even have a baby considering one is a being made of pure lust and the other is a vampire.

>>1711524
lust/chaos rather

>>1711466
Also of note. Anon has been actively passing on souls so Maya can level up.

>>1711516
And given the ignoring part. I fully expect we will get a bit more Iris' parts after Mali's next episode. Most of the time when this has happened. Its been a Mali POV. We haven't really seen her approach though her. It can add a fair bit of context.

>>1711830
Maya is like a soul or two away from being a lesser demon btw

and then comes the true challenge of mother hood

>>1712787
In case Mali wasn't sad enough, she has to get ready for a teenager...that she promised on her name to discipline...

lovely.

>>1712842
Yeah, going to be harder to keep under control than her "adult" sisters. especially since she's

ya know a demon