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>>1731190

> You died again in that theatre, time to get some training done

> Honamurei has been very secretive, you could shadow her to find out why

> Lita needs some cigarettes

> Interfere in Trisha and Alice's fake fight

> Write-In
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>>1731190
>> You died again in that theatre, time to get some training done

>>1731198
>> Honamurei has been very secretive, you could shadow her to find out why

>>1731198
> Honamurei has been very secretive, you could shadow her to find out why.

>>1731343
>>1731316
>>1731207

Will write in a second.

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>>1731343
>>1731316
>>1731207

Well, with Honamurei having been sneaking around, it's probbaly best you make sure she's not posessed by some elder god and planning on murdering you next time she comes to bed.

It is a bad sign that you are coming to expect attempts on your life from supposedly safe avenues. Is paranoia an emotion? Most likely not, you've been on your guard an cautious since before you even had an interest in the world around you.

You weren't so much scared so maybe paranoia isn't the word and - right looking for Hona. This introspection stuff is kind of distracti-

With a thud you walk into her as she hums to herself. The wind leaving you as her ridiculously sturdy frame collides squarely with your abdomen.

A shaky wheeze would compliment your response. For some reason getting hit accidentally is far more painful and effective than anything you've recieved in combat.

"Vell vhat is zis? Vere you looking for me Purps?" Hona chrips, seeing your state she can't resist teasing, "Vhat happened to being able to handle me anytime? Vere you just acting tough?"

Huff, "I won the. Last. Fight."

You look up to see the downright evil glint in her remaining eye, "Vhen did I mention fighting?"

> [CURIOSITY] Came to see what you have been doing the past day and a half.

> [PRIDE] You'll need to do better than that to tease me

> [WORRY] Is Luc still training?

> [PRIDE] Do I have to beat you down again?

> Write-In

>>1731679
>> [CURIOSITY] Came to see what you have been doing the past day and a half.

>>1731679
>> [CURIOSITY] Came to see what you have been doing the past day and a half.

>>1731679
>[CURIOSITY] Came to see what you have been doing the past day and a half.

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>>1731765
>>1731702
>>1731690

"I just wanted to see what you've been doing." You say simply, before you have to evade another attempt at capture from your... very enthusiastic part- lover. lover. Nothing more.

"Vhy Vould I be doing something?" Hona says with a nervous chuckle, sending your eyebrow halfway to the sun.

"Because you've been trying and failing to sneak away for at least three hours at a time." Monotone does make these things a lot easier, nobody at the camp seems to notice as you raise the tension by a couple notches. "What are you hiding from me?"

Then for the first time you've saw her, you see a tell form Lisbeth Honamurei. A short little dilation of the irises that indicates fear, enough to get oyur body to go into combat mode. Then you see it, a short glance to the nearby treeline.

She's going to make a run for it. Now you REALLY need to know what's going on.

> [DETERMINATION] Grab her

> [PRIDE] Chase her

> [FRUSTRATION] Scold her

> Write-In

>>1732077
Kiss her.

>>1732077
>> [DETERMINATION] Grab her
then >>1732085

>>1732077
>> [DETERMINATION] Grab her

>>1732077
Kiss her.

>>1732085
>>1732123
I'll go with
> [DETERMINATION] Grab her
Then kiss her

>>1732077
>> [PRIDE] Chase her

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>>1732774
>>1732520
>>1732258
>>1732255
>>1732123
>>1732085

Just before she can dash for the trees, you step in and press your lips on hers. With just atiny huint of tongue to really get her to give in to her ridiculous libido. It's easy to pretend to lose yourself in the kiss, but instead of closing your eyes you keep them half lidded and observe Hona's face practically explode in blush and fluster.

"Lisbeth...." You whisper, "Tell me...."

She visibly bites her lips and starts to pout when you pull away, a alf word forming before she again considers fleeing. Interlockin your fingers with hers, you prepare to yank her back; even as you continue laying it on thick with fluttered eyes.

"I vas distracting you..." She admits squeezing your hand and gently trying to tug you to the wagon, but you're not budging.

"Why would I need to be distracted?"

"Iz surprise." Hona growls, avoiding your gaze as if you could literally get her to say whatever you wanted.

And she says you're easy?

> How about we spar for a while, we both keep busy

> Want to go for a walk

> Maybe we should track down Luc and torture/train him

> Write-In

>>1733282
>> Maybe we should track down Luc and torture/train him

>>1733282

> Maybe we should track down Luc and torture/train him

>>1733282
>> How about we spar for a while, we both keep busy

>>1733282
> How about we spar for a while, we both keep busy
Durning the spar grop and spank her butt and tits

>>1733282
> How about we spar for a while, we both keep busy

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>>1733504
>>1733483
>>1733462
>>1733445
>>1733518

> Eat Dinner

> Tie

> Complain

> Tie broken before finish complaining

Today is weird. Writing.

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>>1733504
>>1733483
>>1733462
>>1733445
>>1733518

"Look why don't we just spar for a while," You say. "You keep me busy, we have some time together and whatever surprise I'm supposed to see is still a surprise."

She squelas so loud birds flee from the trees before suggesting a point a mile or two out for you two to engage in what you fully expect to be far more strenuous combat than you really should.

The lovely greens and browns of the forrest are passing by far too quickly for you to really enjoy the scenery, but you land and Hona is already vibrating in giddy excitement.

> [WORRY] Remember I'm still wounded, let's go easy

> [PRIDE] You're going down Hona

> [DETERMINATION] Let's blow off some steam, give me your best shot

> Write-In

>>1733797
>> [PRIDE] You're going down Hona

>>1733797
>> [DETERMINATION] Let's blow off some steam, give me your best shot

>>1733797
> [DETERMINATION] Let's blow off some steam, give me your best shot

we ain't no punk.

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>1733798
>>1733799
>>1733804

1d20 to spar.

Best of 3. I'm rolling for hona.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>1733806

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>1733806

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>1733806
no

u

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>>1733821
>>1733814
>>1733811

Anons. Seriously.

>>1733824
You didnt roll so high yourself purple man

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>>1733821
>>1733814
>>1733811

Writing this...

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>>1733831
>>1733821
>>1733814
>>1733811

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qhaEulPm0nE

"Come on Honamurei let's blow of some steam." You say as you walk into the big clearing, flicking your hair back to clear your vision. Honamurei tightens her gloves and draws both of her weapons, your saw comes to hand smoothly and your stance is almost instinctual at this point.

"Give me your best -" Blood spurts from your mouth as your brain tries to catch up to what hit you, it was ridiculously quick even for Honamurei. By the time you registered her form change - the muscles bulging an protruding beneath her lightweight training outfit she'd already launched herself towards you at her mindbending speed.

Despite hearing your ribs shatter from her opening punch and going flying through the air, you're not done yet. She follows up and is caught unawares by you bouncing off a tree trunk into the grass and licking out with your saw in a series of upwards strikes.

Your saw cuts deep on the second of the four, but the rest are all met by the saber. Unfortunately you're looking into the barrel of her submachine gun. Luckily your shields are quick, coming up to block the stream of fire that spills out of Hona's gun like fire. The sound of rain on a steel roof mixed with with the clash of swords as her lead meets your revving shield.

But you know Hona's fighting style.

Fact is, by falling into her rhythym and going on the back foot, you've already lost. She dashes around the side and behind, opening up your back. You have to attempt to bash her, but in with you in your base form and her in her muscled up form she simply kicks your shield and you off your feet. Continuing the momentum you roll backwards and rise with your gauntlets up and ready.

blocking her sword with a grab gives you the chance to land a stunning haymaker that sends her staggering. Although your love ruses the distance of the impact to reload.

The thought of going Divinze Zen flashes across your mind, but you know she won't give you that opportunity. So you pursue, determined to make Honamurei work for her victory.

[CONT]

>>1734015
Omg frist roll and its a 1
Only in star born

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>>1734015

After a half hour of trying to reassert your control over the situation and only socring one or two blows that count as more than cosmetic, Honamurei eventually gets the opportunity she needs.

Glowing with purple fire you duck a high slash and spin with your polesaw, forcing Hona into the air to avoid the low buzzsaw strike that's aimed to sweep ankles. As she leaps though you continue your turn and swing high to send her flying with your great weapon.

Instead she snakes around the blow with a turn and lands, sword already pressed against your throat by the time you come around again ready to muster a defence. In this form her off hand easily grips your wrist and she's honestly earned the smug smile on her face from beating you so comprehensively.

"Vell I think zat makes it vun vun?" She says before giving you a quick pec on the lips.

"Yeah... I never really got going there." You admit letting your saw go back to default form as Hona starts cleaning your blood from her blade. The two of you walk back, Hona leaning on your bleeding shoulder as you pass through the forrest. It's nice out in the woods, just listening to the birdsong and the crunch of your own footsteps.

The two of you exchange small talk about the whole phantom business and the spar you just had, every step and counter analysed and dissected in a tone one would usually save for the discussion of children or cute animals.

The wagon comes into view on the outskirts of the Siren camp, to the left you can make out a stage through a copse of trees; girls must be taking rehearsals today extra seriously. You see the tiny girl escorting you deflate a little, "Vell as nice as zis vas. You should get bathed, stitched up and changed." Honamurei reveals. "I vill do the same."

"I have to dress up for this surprise?" If it wasn't for your monotone voice your bitching would be more apparent, but as in tune with you as she is you recieve a light smack on the ass.

"Vear something comfortable but nice. Zey vill say I did not do my job vell if you look half dead." Hona chides, hopping into the wagon and heading to her own quarters. "Ve have around twnety minutes."

With a stone face you hop onto the wagon bed and head to your own quarters, noting the absense of everyone except Hona and yourself from the communal living room and kitchen area as you traverse the wooden cabin. Stitching up your wounds takes aorund five minutes, the bathing easy for you since you just turn on boiling water and activate lantern. Cauterizing any wounds you can't deal with and burning whatever dirt the boiling soapy water doesn't get.

The true enigma is that of attire. As each of your outfits lay sprawled out on the wrecked remains of your bed... you still need to ask Lexington if he knows how to fix that.

> [Options coming]

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>>1734320

> Your white jacket and pants. Has your crest on it and you're most recognizable in it.

> The robe dress you stole from Lex

> "Scavenge" something fancy from the sirens

> Write-In in case I forgot any clothing options feasibly available

>>1734350
>> The robe dress you stole from Lex
Comfortable, and shouldn't restrict leg movements if something ambushes us.

>>1734350
>> Your white jacket and pants. Has your crest on it and you're most recognizable in it.

>>1734350
> Your white jacket and pants. Has your crest on it and you're most recognizable in it.

>>1734350
> The robe dress you stole from Lex

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>>1734388
>>1734387
>>1734378
>>1734360

Ties.

>>1734350
> The robe dress you stole from Lex.

partially because >>1734360 partially because it's fun to piss him off which this probably will.

>>1734409
>>1734388
>>1734387
>>1734378
>>1734360

Locked, gonna write once i ree at inevitable RWBY Gemini things.

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>>1734409
>>1734388
>>1734387
>>1734378
>>1734360

With much frustration you begin donning the strange armoured robed dress thing, you still don't know what this is for. But it does seem ceremonial and fancy - so on it goes.

For the first time since you've been aware of yourself, you leave the saw behind as you stand in front of the bronze mirror. "Vell, you're looking vonderful!" Hona chirps, "But ve're already late."

"Fine, let's get this show on the road." You drone.

"Vhy are you so grumpy today?" Hona notes as you both hop down from the cabin wagon, picking your way through the thick grass and tent circle towards the stage.

"I slept bad. Then dealt with Switchwick. Then you kicked my ass." Stretching pops your neck and shoulder, but a host of aches spread across your front from the exertion, "Plus every day we spend here is a day not getting your eye fixed."

Honamurei looks like she's going to say something, but looks away embaressed... not embaresed really - guilty. Which is weird since she's never took responsibility for any mistake she's ever made. Including bringing a mercenary to your in room in Rono Pass for interrogation before anyone had even decided if you WERE going to interrogate them.

Wow, you are in a mood today aren't you?

Inhale.

Exhale.

"Vhat are you doing?" Hona asks, making you shoosh her with a slight apologetic smile... or your mangled attempt at a smile. You've not practiced in a while.

"I'm trying to relax." You answer, focusing on your breathing.

Inhale.

Exhale.

A little gust fo wind tickles your long hair and blows the bangs back. This is getting cut as soon as possible. But it works, you feel the twisting knots across your brow and back release.

Popping a cigarette into your mouth, you round the corner of the nearest tent as you light it on a purple finger you see Switchwick, taking up three feet of space on either side with her ridiculous dress and wingspan. She smiles at you, which sets alarm bells ringing even before the curtsey. "The guests of honour have arrived. If you would follow me to your seats?" She turns and walks toward the stage where you see your favourite chair from the cabin and a comfy armchair next to it.

Luc stole your chair for this?

> [CURIOSITY] Play along

> [WORRY] Hona, spill.

> [CONTENTMENT] Okay, I'm invested in anything that makes her smile at me

> [LOVE] Did you set up a date?

>>1736856
>> [CONTENTMENT] Okay, I'm invested in anything that makes her smile at me

>>1736856
>> [CONTENTMENT] Okay, I'm invested in anything that makes her smile at me

>>1736856

> [LOVE] Did you set up a date?

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>>1736858
>>1736859
>>1736875

You are settled into the chair politely, as Switchwick leans in and asks if you would prefer wine, water, ale or something with a V from Lexington's stash that makes Honamurei practically dash out of her seat on your left until you hook her arm and drag her back down.

"Wine please." You order, "I have to admit, anything that gets Switchwick to be polite is a good surprise."

"Vell darling you've seen nothing yet!" Hona says as she settles onto your shoulder, at least she's not getting your blood in her hair this time.

The stage rises and your blood runs cold. As the curtain rises you feel like looking into a mirror through time because the woman standing on stage and approaching IS you...

Well not you. Laurelai. Long Purple hair, fancy dress, Lupus crest stitched onto her shawl. She stands in front of a set that must be created by Siren magic, Murillo rising up behind her as she begins to sing. The performance begins with an accapella song; you have no idea which siren it is... she is that convincing.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tjw3uWQNEp0

> [?????] ???

> [PRIDE] Wow

> [CONTENTMENT] You really shouldn't have

> Write-In

>>1736882
>> [PRIDE] Wow
No. No mystery box

>>1736882
>> [?????] ???
MYSTERYBOX!!!!

>>1736882
> [?????] ???
Is this going to be the stroy of our life this far?

>>1736882
>> [?????] ???
What did you expect?

>>1736892
>>1736886
>>1736885
>>1736883

I'll try and get this update out before football but we'll see. Vote is locked.

Any other predictions on what this is aside from >>1736886 ?

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>>1736892
>>1736886
>>1736885
>>1736883

[GRIEF UNLOCKED]

Your eyes water, as you witness the sirens acting out a muscal number of Laurelai. The happiest woman alive surrounded by her pups and family. A matriarch, so content and pleased with her young ones.

Enjoying her day, haunted by a shadow that whispered of forthcoming doom in her dreams. She went along unknowing of her eventual fate - just a woman being the best she could. Supporting all, considerate of all, just a huge hearted compasisonate soul.

Your cheeks are soaked, long before Switchwick silently brings your wine and disapears. The first time you've genuinely cried, memories stolen by the dealer being played out before you releasing the ones he didn't take. The teeth of undead children tearing apart your stomach, that horrible sense of hopelessness.

Luc as a teenager playing your son, Gabriel. Long blue wig swaying as he shows his noble upbringing with a decent duet. Every bit the dashing heroic individual your journal painted him as, a boy determined to fight for his life...

The woman in the black. Played by Alice. Cackling in laughter as you stand broken and bleeding in your courtyard.

The Murillo set crumbling and burning as action scenes and frantic acting share the spotlight.

Switchwick returning to the stage in order to play The Dealer, tempting and seducing Laurelai with the promise of power.

Lita and Loti, giving your children more respect in fiction than they did in life.

It's too much. You move to stand, but Hona drags you back down and hands you your wine as a short intermission happens.

"Ve're past the vorst." She cooes stroking your hair as you gulp the wine down like it is your saving grace. "Velth vas in charge of ze tragedy. She vanted everyone to know the pain you've experienced."

You want to respond, something to the effect of it being pretty horrific watching your family be butchered on a stage, with performers able to magically recreate the scene in minute detail. But Hona cuts you off, "It vill be split into plays. Ve are about to see ze next act."

"The Violet Demon?" you ask into your cup, while you feel Switchwick place a sympathetic hand on your shoulder.

"Oh fuck no," Hona says with her high trilling laugh. Somehow bringin you out of this bog of poor feeling. "I vasn't telling zem shit about that. Ve get to see you save ze sirens."

You look up and accept a handkerchief from Switchwick and begin dabbing away at your eyes. "Thank you." You say.

"Don't worry Purps. Your one of us, the girls will do your story proud." Switchwick asserts, a strange mix of motherly concern and motherly pride on her face as she looks to where Lexington is... holy crap is Lexington going to be in this?

> [PRIDE] They're already doing my family proud

> [WORRY] Won't this get you flak from loyalists?

> [FEAR] I don't want anyone knowing about this

> Write-In

Just popping into say im pausing here.

THIS IS AN IMPORTANT DECISION

>>1736946
>> [PRIDE] They're already doing my family proud

>>1736946
I'm touched beyond belief, but
> [WORRY] Won't this get you flak from loyalists?

>>1736946
>> [PRIDE] They're already doing my family proud

>>1736946
> [WORRY] Won't this get you flak from loyalists?
Mahah just becouse

>>1736946
>[FEAR] I don't want anyone knowing about this
If the senator hears about this he is going to be pissed. Not only are we still alive and spreading this story of the purge but we are having deals with some space demon.

Starlord - Today at 11:21 PM
someone mind reminding the people in starborn thread im playing finale to my long running tabletop campaign right now

Star's playing tabletop right now, update will come later

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Excuse me while I rein in my post intrigue boner.

Wolf Lord Brunner is confirmed worst boss ever.

>>1737847
>>1737821
>>1737214
>>1737031
>>1736992
>>1736972
>>1736948

AND WE'RE TIED!

>>1736946
> [FEAR] I don't want anyone knowing about this

Oy. It never ends.

You have 10 minutes before I just decide the middle of the road option.

>>1736946
>[FEAR] I don't want anyone knowing about this

>>1738312
>>1738309
>>1738306
>>1738304
>>1738284
>>1737847
>>1737821
>>1737214
>>1737031
>>1736992
>>1736972


Locked for FEAR

>>1738312
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>>1737847
>>1737821
>>1737214
>>1737031
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>>1736972

So my NPC dice have made this semi impossible to write.

Like, outside of Greentext I ain't got shit.

>>1738499
roll agin?

>>1738531

It's more that, a lot of the roll results would happen of screen and it would seem like railroading. And the more I justify, the more bullshit I sound.

I might be overthinking and tired though.

>>1738538
hmmmm
well then mybe take a break and come back to it?

>>1738580

I think that's the plan. Sorry guys. Maybe the tabletop has turned mind to mush.

Q&A and feedback is welcome though.

>>1738598
thats ok
get you next time

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>>1736972

"Look. I'm flattered... but I don't want this to be seen by anyone. You can't let them -" You begin a plea and look up to Switchwick who has fire in her eyes.

"Purps. Do you think they don't know the risks? The names will be changed, the crest swapped out. People who should know will understand, those involved will have deniability." She turns to you, leaning down with fire in her gaze, "These girls want to do your story the justice it should have. You would do well to bury your fear behind pride, because nobody will stop them from doing what they think is right."

"Vell, she vas polite for a short vhile?" Hona offers with a peck on the cheek, the candles rising to a new height as the shame of offending Switchwick unintentionally begins to sink in.

"Yeah. It was a change." Is all you say before Hona is turning your head to lock eyes with her.

"Ze girls vill do vhat they vant. Vether you vant them to our not ze vill perform vhat they vant." She says.

You notice something...

> [CURIOSITY] This is where you wake up this life...

> [WORRY] [Perception roll on Honamurei]

> [LUST] Trisha dressed as Honamurei is making you feel things

> Write-In

>>1740606
>> [CURIOSITY] This is where you wake up this life...

>>1740606
>[WORRY] [Perception roll on Honamurei]

> the girls will do what they want whether you want them to or not
Well that's disrespectful and short sighted. If you want to tell someone's story but don't care enough to respect their decisions then maybe you are doing it for the wrong reasons. Also there are lots of people who could stop them, including us if we got some good rolls.

>>1740637

This is the main problem I had with this post. The problem wasn't the fact we convinced some. It's who we convinced would just be persuaded by those we didn't. All the forceful personalities rolled well enough to be like "We know she's scared but we're going to do what's right despite her protest!"

>>1740606
> [CURIOSITY] This is where you wake up this life...
Seek. Always seek.

You might even find.

>>1740606
> [CURIOSITY] This is where you wake up this life...

Also apologize. I mean, we're definitely still scared for them and think this is a bad idea, but still.

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>>1740839
>>1740795
>>1740637
>>1740616

With a slight shush you turn back towards the stage and snuggle in with Honamurei, "I just woke up." You inform her. "I don't really want to miss-"

The Theatre debut of Doctor Vernon Lexington is absolutely hilarious. The oldest ever Starborn playing himself as the three feet tall Lita and Loti mug him alongside the midget bandit being played by Alice.

Honamurei's laugh always make you glow with contentment a little, but seeing her holding her gut and almost fall out of the chair has you lighting up like Minerva's dawn.

You couldn't have asked for a better leaving present from your new sisters... even if they know you're scared for them. It's remarkable to see how far you've come.

As surreptitiously as you can, you take in Hona's rapt attention as the sirens begin a musical number for your disguises.

It's good to remember what you have to lose sometimes.

> End Thread 33.

> Feedback in thread, twitter or discord.

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>>1740944

Shill stuff:
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Discord Commands: !!join [@StarbornQuest][@CabinQuest] [@WCNQuest] [@LastStandQuest]
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Starborn CS: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1csg7vC-Yz10aAqk9ZwdCNv24obLGTtM5p6bKkPq1Pgc/edit#

>>1740948
Hay you finshed iyes

>>1741006

Yeah I'm still not too happy. But the sirens all rolling super high put me in a corner.

>>1741021
Of course any but us rolls high
And its was for a show
Swaer we should just become a dancer.
Well its done now
Next part will be good

>>1740944
>The oldest ever Starborn playing himself as the three feet tall Lita and Loti mug him alongside the midget bandit being played by Alice.
lol

>>1740649
Yeah I get it. Lots of people do act that way if they think there is some high purpose. Not sure what it is here though, just telling a good story or spreading material that is subversive to the establishment?

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>>1741104

Velth: It's a beautiful Story, so poignoant and Tragic

Alice: Such bravery in the face of evil shalt not be forgotten

Jaqeline: We can give her closure

(Twins were convinced)

Trisha: But if Purps forgets who she is again, how will she remember without this?

Switchwick: We're not going to stand around hopeless when one of our own's family is scrubbed from history

Mono: <Is In Magical Gir For Hire Now> >>1727688

Me-Gan: Is Dead

>>1741142
Wait so one of them just said fuc all y'all and left?

>>1741239

There was a lot more tears and shouting. She's a follower of a Travel Godess... trapped in a small cloister for her whole life.

She was going to go on good terms or bad ones.

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>>1731190
FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST. worth the lurk