"No, you can't just tell them "I'm from the Impossible College and I'm here to make sure one of our rogue members doesn't kill your chosen one"." Your friend Abraham shakes his head. "There are forces on their side chomping at the bit for another war just like there are forces on our side. They could use the fact that we've produced a rouge element to help fan the flames of war from their side."

Abraham is one of your oldest friends and a most reliable voice of reason-but how you wish he wasn't right all the time.

"So what am I supposed to say?" You ask. ""Hello most honorable sky father Ra and the most honorable friends of sky father Ra, I'm here to make sure a vague and nebulous threat doesn't kill the Eternal Pharaoh. Don't mind me. I'll just stand in the corner over there and watch.""

Abraham shrugs his tall shoulders. Being a Nephilim with an angel as one of his parents he puts Kenyan basketball players to shame. The red haired giant doesn't talk much about his family. You know from rumors that he's got some potent angel blood in his veins though. Gossip around the Impossible College says that he's descended from a lineage of fighting angels-and not just rank and file soldiers. There are whispers of scandal-one of his parents is said to be a great general in Heaven's armies, a great figure instrumental in the first great war between Heaven and Hell who broke sacred vows of chastity made before the throne of Heaven for the sake of a human lover.

It sort of explains why Abraham ended up here at the college with the other misfits.

"You're a resourceful guy. I'm sure you'll think of something. And if not you got your demons to help you out."

"You say that like anything good can come out of having 72 voices in your head."

"You managed to make something good happen more than a few times. The bosses wouldn't put you in charge of this mission if you didn't have such an impressive record." Abraham nudges your shoulders with his massive fingers. "But worry about the Eternal Pharaoh later. Right now you got a job to do."

Why did you ever agree to give lessons to the tyros?

You were bored, you said. You wanted to contribute, you said.

When did video games and succubi become boring to you? Now you're stuck giving basic tutorials on magick to the tyros of the Impossible College-that's a fancy way to say freshmen.

Most of them probably think you cast spells by saying magic words...

As you push through the auditorium curtain and find yourself on stage before a crowd where absolutely no one is over thirty and absolutely everyone is looking at you like you're a demon rather than just the guy that summons demons you promise yourself that you'll never do something just because you're bored again.

And this time you mean it!

>Say/Do?

>Scare em straight. Magick is not a toy.

>Open with a joke. Try to be the cool teacher.

>Pop quiz time. If they want to learn magik they better prove they're worthy. The Black Way expects you to earn your place.

>>1918516
>>Scare em straight. Magick is not a toy.
>>Open with a joke. Try to be the cool teacher.

Do both. Open with a joke, get em relaxed, and then scare hell out of (or into) them. Gotta keep them on their toes!

>>1918686
are you rubbing it in that the angel girl lost the sibellanonbowl?

>>1918707
Abe isn't Abby's kid. Abby's never had kids. And she's an ex-general.

The rumors constantly frustrate her though. One female angel general with red hair had a Nephilim out of wedlock people think every female general with red hair had a kid.

>>1918686
>Scare em straight. Magick is not a toy.
>Pop quiz time. If they want to learn magik they better prove they're worthy. The Black Way expects you to earn your place.

"...the first person to answer incorrectly will have their soul torn asunder and eaten by Baal for 72 hours."

>>1918686

>Scare em straight. Magick is not a toy.

>Open with a joke. Try to be the cool teacher.


Also:

>When did video games and succubi become boring to you?

Wtf boy are you some kind of cunt? Who the fuck gets tired of succubus. Geez.

he didn't want to do so and way bother of being cool to these freshmen
he would
>fust boringly teach them about that
>and casually summon a demon
just for fun

>>1918733
>>1918723
>>1918696

TUTORIAL START

"Hey guys. So, who wants to come up and get the sorting hat first?"

The class blinks at you.

You would have made a Once and Future King reference about you getting younger while they're getting older but you doubt any of them read it. You doubt any of them have even seen The Sword in the Stone.

Damn. You thought for sure they'd get Harry Potter.

Oh well. If you can't open with a joke, open with a surprise.

You snap your fingers and Andromalius appears behind you, black and terrible. A great snake coils itself around his fingers like slabs of granite.

Now their eyes are so wide you don't think they'll ever blink again.

"This is Andromalius. Seventy-second demon the the goetia. We call him cop demon. He exists to locate thieves, conspirators, wrong-doers of all sorts. He can -hear- sin. He can -smell- guilt. The snake is for when he finds whoever we send him after. It has a name to, but you'd break your throat trying to get over the first syllable. You know a certain smartass god named Loki? Thought he was too smart to ever get caught? He got caught, and they tied him down and held this little guy over his face so his venom would drip down into his eyes every second of every day for ever and ever. We got several Andros out looking for a certain bad guy right now. Imagine how many snakes are going to be over his head when we catch him." You jerk a thumb back at Andromalius."Magick has costs children. This guy is who you pay when your credit runs out.

Andromalius makes a low rumbling sound like ancient pillars crumbling underwater.

One guy in the back row raises a shaky hand.

"Ah yes. The brave guy back there, what is it?"

"D-Do you have to snap your fingers to summon demons?"

Oh boy. They have you one of those classes.

"No." You sigh. "That's what's called a flourish."

"Will flourishes be on the test?"

>No. Style isn't important.

>Yes. Yes they will be. Style is everything to a thaumaturgist.

>>1918832
>Style is everything

>>1918832
Supporting
>>1918847

>>1918832
>>Yes. Yes they will be. Style is everything to a thaumaturgist.

>>1918832
>Yes, style is everything
style is what shows we have soul, we can't very well have machines run around summon these guys

also what's a Tyros?

>>1918857
A tyro is a novice or initiate.

i love theatrical charachter
>yes the style is everithing
if it this the direction

>>1918847
>>1918849
>>1918856
>>1918857
>>1918866
>>1918895

"Yes. Style is everything." You reply with a swoosh of your cape. "And it will be on the test. How do you expect people let alone demons to respect you if you don't dress for success? Think superheroes children. Or rockstars. You're going to be negotiating with beings with stars for heads and prismatic souls. Look like you know what you're doing. Free tip-don't neglect your face. It's the first thing a demon notices. It's what you use to give orders. It's how you express your will. Keep a little kit of makeup with you at all time along with your candles and other objects of focus. Be sure it has a small mirror so you can-"

Someone starts snickering at you.

"Pfffhaaaa...guyliner..."

>Ignore it.

>Lose it.

>Laugh it off.

>Enforce discipline, but do so fairly.

>>1918943
if we enforce discipline can we use our magicks to put clown paint on them?
or would that be laughing it off?

>>1918943
>Enforce Discipline, but do so fairly

>>1918943
>Enforce discipline, but do so fairly.

>>1918943
>>Enforce discipline, but do so fairly.

he did all of this and someone just ppfff him
how he dares
>enforce discipline not too badly
manners make man

>>1918943
>Enforce discipline, but do so fairly.

Also never interrupt a person that is capable of calling demons or worst to interrupt a demon from talking. I know you are young and full of wonder for magic but these creatures are beings of great power that can trick you and if they don't like how you look or how you adress then they will make sure to kill you be it by a monkey's paw effect or some not closured detail of the contract. So please control your enthusiasm.

>>1918960
>>1918962
>>1918964
>>1918965
>>1919007

Man, what does it take to get kids to respect you these days?

With a wave of your hand you cover the offending student's face with a clown's greasepaint face.

The students start chuckling at him, and even when he frowns his cherry red smile remains rigidly fixed.

"See? How you make your face is important. I don't think someone like Andromalius here would respect you if you looked like that, would you buddy?"

Andromalius replies with another sonorous grunt.

"Also, never interrupt a person that is capable of calling demons-or worse, interrupt a demon from talking. I know you're young and full of wonder for magick, but these creatures are beings of great and terrible power. Their pet snakes torture gods, hint hint. And not all of them are as nice as Andromalius here. They can trick you. They can twist your words. The only way you're going to have a good relationship with a demon is if they respect you. Brute forcing a demon into obeying you is to put a loaded gun to your head. So please, control your enthusiasm. And remember to always bring your best face."

The clown faced student nods, rebuked by your lesson.

"Now. Let's talk about the basics. Lets talk about ectoplasm and ectoplasma-those are two different things by the way. I know there's just a letter separating the words but there's a world of difference between the terms. Ectoplasm is what's in your blood. The quantity is usually very low in most people, only enough for them to see a VALIS as a giant orb of light or to have a faint chill when they're in a room with a ghost. We know the general amount in people's bloodstreams have gone up and we think this might be due ectoplasm's relationship to information. As information in the world gets more and more complex more and more ecto is pulled from the ether. That's why there were huge booms in magickal activity following the the invention of the radio and the invention of the internet."

You wave your hand and a big blue bar appears over your head.

"Now lets use an abstraction. You kids play video games right? Dragon Warrior? Final Fantasy? Think of the amount of free floating ectoplasm in your blood as your mana pool. In most people it would be like -this-" You shorten the bar to a tiny splinter. "For tyros with your level of training it would be a bit bigger. It would be like -this-" You triple the length of the bar. "Let's say this is...ten magic points." A white 1 and 0 appear over the bar. "Now for an Adeptus Exemplus of the Second Grade such as I the bar would be like this-" Ten more bars appear, and one more zero. "100 magic points for me."

Another student raises her hand.

"Yes?" You call on her.

"So does that mean you're as strong as ten of us."

You smile. "Oh no no no. That just means I have ten times the free floating ectoplasm in my blood. Magic points aren't everything you know. I'm actually about as strong as 100 of you guys."

"Wow..."

>>1919108
"No way!" The class clown growls. "100 of us? There's no way you can be that powerful!"

Who is this kid? Baal help you, you think you're starting to like him. The shear guts of this guy reminds you of when you were as young and stupid as he was.

>Ignore him

>Show him some raw magickal power

>Tell him to get up on stage. If he's got the guts to face you in a wizard's duel you'll give him a handicap so that he'll have 100 times your ecto and still lose.

>>1919140
>>Show him some raw magickal power
Time to be a figure of inspiration and terror

>>1919140
>tell him to get on stage
don't forget about 'style', make a spotlight shine on him and say "AH! I see we have our first volunteer! You! in the clown paint! step right up! DON'T BE SHY!"
if he doesn't move then teleport him on stage with a big comical poof of smoke

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>>1919140

i think he would have said a much bigger number
is like questioning how many cut will pass trough an armor?

and cutting trough armor is not the best way to defeat the oppont
so he will probaly show this how big is the gap betwen him and them
(i dont like the conceipt of level espescially if puted in a so raw way)

>>1919140
>Show him some raw magickal power

Dominate him and force him to see us controlling him.

>>1919197
>>1919173
>>1919157

"AHA!" You say casting a spotlight on the class clown. "You! In the clown paint! Step right up! DON'T BE SHY!"

The tyro leaps out of his chair. And angrily shuffles his way through the audience toward the stage.

After a few seconds you decide he's taken too long and with a big exaggerated poof of smoke you teleport him on stage.

He looks around bewildered until he realizes he's on stage. Then he turns to you with an angry snarl.

"Alright. I'm here. What do you want? You want to test me?"

"Yes. Think of it as a chance to clep out of the class." You clap your hands and a big red ball starts floating in the center of the stage.

A few of the more easily impressed students clap.

"All you have to do is move that ball. I'll keep it suspended with...this much power."

You pluck a splinter from the end of the bar over your head. The number changes to 99.9.

"The rest my power...is yours to command in addition to whatever power you have. You'll have 100 times my power."

You change the bar red as you close your eyes and focus. From out of your ears and mouth and nose stream ectoplasma like smoke filled water. When you're done a big clouds of free-floating ectoplasma hangs over your opponent.

"Whew..." You say wiping your brow. With a snap of your fingers you summon yourself a mug of coffee and sip from it. "Caffeine is your magic wand children-anything to help make the blood pump and get you blood attracting fresh ecto. I recommend werewolf brands. Burns like whiskey but BOY will it get you back on your feet. That being said don't overdo it. Nothing is as good for replenishing your MP bar as a good night's sleep."

"Well. Are we going to do this or what?" The class clown growls.

"Patience patience my little volunteer. Remember, this is still a classroom. Now what I've done tyros is convert the ectoplasm in my blood into ectoplasMA. Note the changed ending. Ectoplasm is bonded to a certain will. Andromalius here is a creation of my ectoplasm. My thoughts are his body, his soul is my soul. The same is for whatever thought-forms you guys create from your own ectoplasm be they demons or fairies of voodoo spirits or whatever you want. Ectoplasma is free floating ecto without any thoughts attached to it. If you ever want to transfer power to someone you have to first convert your ectoplasm to ectoplasma-and be sure you're transferring it to someone that can handle it."

The clown smirks. "I know enough to know that I don't need to use all this power at once." He touches the ectoplasma cloud and lets some of it sink into his bloodstream through his pores. "I'm not an idiot."

"But you are a clown." You smirk.

The clown holds his hand out and starts to gesture at the ball.

It remains floating exactly where you put it.

Andromalius makes another chime-like sound.

>>1919350
You snap your fingers and Andromalius vanishes in a puff of smoke that drifts to join the rest of the ectoplasma at the clown's disposal. "Just so you won't say I really stored all the power inside him."

The clown grunts and groans. As he exerts himself more and more of the cloud enters him.

The audience starts to talk among themselves. They're trying to figure out how its possible the ball is still there. They're trying to figure out how a force can match another force 100 times its strength.

"Ah...wondering what the trick is?" You ask the audience.

"ENOUGH!" The clown says throwing his hands down.

"Giving up already?"

"No. But you're right. There is a trick here."

"But do you know what it is?"

"...I'm allowed to use ANY spells, right?" The clown asks. "I can do whatever I want to try and pull that ball down?"

"That's the game."

The clown looks at you for a moment. Then he claps his hands together and summons a mighty wind to try and blow the ball away.

.....

MAGICK SYSTEM TUTORIAL

Now would be a great time to show the students how to get the most out of magick!

Your abstracted MP bar isn't at 100 anymore. It's at 1.00. But what do numbers mean to magick?

You can spend your MP to perform miracles. Miracles are when you attempt to change the world in major ways and cost MP. Basic feats of magic from making things float to making them vanish aren't miracles and don't cost MP.

Brute force miracles get the job done instantly. But more clever solutions can get the job done with a lot less of an expenditure of energy. Putting out a fire with a wave of water takes less MP than just snapping your fingers and making the fire vanish.

>Say/Do?

>Brute force the windstorm for 0.10 MP

>Create a more creative miracle

>>1919389
how much mana would using that air to fill some balloons cost?
how much mana would it cost to make a big whoopie cushion to contain all that air?

>>1919389
>"And remember, nothing is ever straight forward. World's full of distractions."
>>Create a more creative miracle
Distract him with mental illusions based on our succubi encounters. Nothing physical, of course, but enough to get attention.

>>1919389
>Create a more creative miracle

Don't forget to explain to the class what we are doing and what the clown is doing to. Explain the effect and how one with a low power pool can easily circunvent around brute force.

This is still a class and they are here to learn. It doesn't mater if the cliwn wins in the end. Because we would have already won by teaching him.

>>1919423
>>1919424

0.03 cost for both.

>>1919457
that seems cool to me

>>1919474
should we put it to a vote? balloons vs Succubi encounters?

>>1919520
not overcomplicated the thingh just the simplier way whit the less effort e nonchalance

>>1919520
Sure, but we could also do both if we wanted to.

>>1919535
or none just something countering in a perfect way
something that can be learned.
They are impressed enough
or more easily >brute force

Taking a break for the night. More magic adventures when we come back!

TOPICS FOR DISCUSSION:

1. We have the whole goetia at our disposal. Who do you want to see us summon?

2. Balloons or succubus illusions?

3. Over in the bonus fight Char has Sibella licked. She's at her mercy like a flying mouse in a cat's claws. All that's left is the submission. What should Char do to break Sibella-and what should she do afterwards?

Good night everyone!

>>1919582
I don't wanna brute force this thing, tho
we have to inspire them to be more than just magical bouncers
also I wanna just be as flashy as possible, we opened with "have style" and all that
>>1919535
do both
could we contain the air, and have a succubus encounter hold the balloons ?

>>1919389
Supporting this >>1919423
It kinda fits our ongoing clown jabs

>>1919594
>char vs sibella
nipple play

>>1919594
>1
Asmodeus would be pretty metal. He's basically a rock star unicorn who can sing storms.

>2
Succubus. Gotta tempt 'em with the easy shit early so they can get over it soon enough.

>3
Make Sibella praise and worship her. It'll do Char's ego some good.

>>1919615
>Asmodeus
Sorry, Amdusias

>>1919594
>1
It's been a while, so I forget if we've seen him in Sibella Quest or not, but I like Marchiosais. Isn't he one of the demons seeking redemption, to become an ascended demon or something? An Un-fallen angel? I don't think he's the only one, either. Any others who are like that would be cool. I'll have to look them up again...

>2
I like the whoopie cushion.

Questions:

Is the flourish really as necessary as Anon says it is? I am skeptical.

Can Abraham use Angel Trigger? Please let him be able to use Angel Trigger.

>>1919594
Bring Fur Fur, damn it. He can be our Chewie to our Han Solo

Succubus with baloon titays

Make her apologize to the stump

>>1920088
>Marchiosais
He's sort of a werewolf looking guy with wings and armor. He has expressed interest in being redeemed

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>>1919594
>1
Astaroth

>2
Succubus If possible be like pic related

Sorry guys, got caught up with things. No update tonight. Check back tomorrow!

>>1919594
1. Buer is best demon most days.
2. Illusions, makes for a better lesson about focus.
3. I have no idea but I look forward to it.

>Ecto at 0.94

You yawn and the windstorm is suddenly trapped in a cluster of bright balloons.

The students ooh and ahh and you love it.

The clown just seethes, especially after you turn the balloons into a group of well endowed plastic succubi dancing in the air.

"Oh look! He turned them into balloon angels!" One girl in the back row exclaims.

How precious. You'd think the horn and tail would be dead giveaways though. Maybe they don't show up well from the back?

You carefully log this bit of information into your memory. You need to improve the visibility of the horns and tails of your baloon succubi.

You never know when you'll need them again.

"But seriously though, HOW are you doing it?" A girl asks from the first row. "1 shouldn't be able to beat 100. That's just math."

"I know we thaumaturgists don't tend to be the brawny types, but think of it in terms of sport competitions. If two competitors are running a race there's more to compare than the muscles of their legs. You'd need to see how efficient they are at charging the cells of their muscles with the oxygen in their bloodstream. I, through skillful mastery of the mystic arts, am able to get out of a fraction of ecto what my opponent has to wring out of an ecto supply 100 times that amount."

"But there has to be more going on than just efficiency."

"Indeed there is. Think of the martial art of judo which uses an opponent's strength against him. That is what I'm doing. Because my will is focused and my thoughts unclouded by emotions I am able to use the very force of my opponent's enchantments against him. I am able to leech power from his spells and give it to my own. This is what is known as "counter-spelling". Do not call it "spell hacking". That is a vulgar modern term and has no place in any serious discussion of the mystic arts. And it sounds like you're coughing up magic. It just doesn't sound right."

Your attempt at levity earns you a few chuckles. The class is starting to like you!

"Well. If I can't move the ball then how about this!" The clown announces as the cloud of ectoplasma over his head starts to swirl.

You start to feel the auditorium start to move and shake...

>Say/Do?

>Spend 0.40 to brute force

>Come up with a more efficient solution

>Do this one remarkably simple thing that will cost no ecto (can you figure it out?)

>>1926129
>Just knock his ass out

>>1926138
Unnecessary violence is discouraged at the Impossible College but your position as instructor gives you great latitude in interpreting the rules.

So you totally can knock his ass out and get away with it if you want to!

>>1926138
Don't attack the student mate.

>>1926129

Can you pop the cloud, or blow it away with wind? How about draining it?

>>1926129
>Do this one remarkably simple thing that will cost no ecto: Use the wind inside the balloons to pop close to his ear abd brake his focus and then make him waste his mana.

He's way to focused to use this big ass move by poping a baloon near his ear the pure startleness will brake his focus and he will waste all the ectoplama he gathered.

>>1926188
Voting for this

>>1926184
You can suck the ectoplasma back into yourself-though that would sort of be bending the rules as you gave it all to the clown for him to use.

You could move it higher away from him thus disrupting his link. Sort of cheaty though.

>>1926188
Not the solution I was thinking of but yeah, this would totally work and not cost us any ecto. Want to try it?

>>1926188
Oh just to add to the showmanship make the baloon pop look like it was the succubus puncturing the baloon with a sharp nail.

This might make him think that the succubi are real too.

>>1926192
I would like to try it yes

>>1926192
WE MADE THOSE BALLOONS FOR A REASON
BREAK HIS CONCENTRATION, SHOW HIM WE'RE 2 STEPS AHEAD

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>>1926188
>>1926191
>>1926197
>>1926202


You think you see what the clown is trying to do. If he can't move the ball he's going to try to move the auditorium around the ball and win that way.

Creative! Shame he has to be such a dick though.

A couple of the greenest tyros gasp and start to panic. If they're this shaken up by a simple alteration of localized space (and a shoddy alteration at that. A real wizard wouldn't make the walls shake first. He'd just -do- it. There are flourishes and then there are signs you aren't too certain about your manipulation of reality) then you can only imagine what's going to happen when they're in the middle of next month's unit on VALIS and VALIS effects. Those things get weird even by your standards.

You briefly consider just moving the ball. A simple alteration to the levitation enchantment wouldn't cost you anything and would show the class how simple solutions can overcome shows of brute force-but you suddenly have a better idea, one that'll communicate the same message and have a little of that flair that you love so much.

One of your balloon succubi dances over to the clown as he concentrates on moving the room through time and space. She places a lithe candy red hand on his shoulder and you can see by the distracted look in his eye that his concentration is shaken. She leans in, and translucent lips brush against his grease painted face.

For his credit he's actually still got the spell under control. There's only a slight trembling in the way the auditorium is vibrating that indicates that he's starting to lose it.

A sudden pop and he nearly jumps out of his skin.

With a final shudder like an orchestra tuning the auditorium freezes back to normal.

"I'm not done yet!" The clown declares drawing more of the ectoplasma cloud into himself. He seems to have used up roughly half the cloud.

In a flash the lion-headed demon Purson appears riding a ferocious black bear. Several trumpets and horns float around him. The auditorium lights shine off the otherworldly brass of the instruments.

"Demon king of sound." The clown explains. "Now you -can't- distract me while I work! Whatever noise you make will be muffled by his power!"

The clown gestures and a crystal box starts to appear around the floating ball. It appears first like a cloud of glittering mist and then gradually grows denser and brighter until you can barely see the ball in the center.

It seems if he can't move the ball by moving the auditorium he's going to try to move the ball by moving the space immediately around the ball. Directly moving the ball here will tug on the space he's currently isolating and will cost ecto.

...But maybe there's something else you can do. And you really should tell the tyros about demons and demon summoning....

>Say/Do?

>Brute force for 0.50 ecto

>Summon a demon for 0.10 ecto. You can choose any demon from the goetia (hint: Purson isn't the only demon that can control sound)

>>1926309
How about we put some of that Ecto in dem shoes

>>1926309
>think to yourself "my god this kid is just a yugi-oh villain. I'll have to talk with him when I have spare time and teach him to not be so melodramtic. or if he's going to be melodramatic to have a theme song"
>summon a demon
uhhh...I'm not familiar with the goetia. do we have a demon that can manipulate space so we can move the red ball out of the box without him knowing?
but if we're going to fight sound with sound can we summon a demon that manipulates the trumpet sounds into something distracting?

>>1926346
just google search the goetia. it isn't hard.

>>1926335
what is your strategy with ectoplasma and the shoes?

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>>1926354
A stringy white slime substance is in the shoes

>>1926309
>Summon a demon for 0.10 ecto. You can choose any demon from the goetia. Summon Murmur.

Question is the lesson about demons going to be the price for summoning one or about knowing a demons true name?

>>1926353
oh jesus why didn't I think of that
>>1926309
why not just use bathin, to move the ball out of the clown's box?
or Seir who is supposed to discover items lost or were robbed
or if we want to fight sound with sound we could summon Amdusias and have Purson's trumpets into something that's a cacophony and too harsh for the clown to concentrate with

>>1926369
>>1926391
>Summon Bathin to move the ball
>Summon Seir to presto the ball back into position after the clown thinks he's moved it.
>Summon Amdusias to turn sound against him

CHOOSE!

You can also pay extra to summon more than one demon if you want to.

>>1926400
Bleh dropped my name.

>>1926377
You'll see...

>>1926292
Holy shit, is it you?

>>1926400
>Seir
This is a lecture in mindfuckery

>>1926413
Can we pull a Char and combine them?
Just kidding

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>>1926408
blessings upon you child

>>1926400
>Seir
We should just summon Seir for now, after all don't summon multiple demons when one will do the job. Summoning a King just for his accompaniment and not for his actual skills should be a teaching moment as well.

>>1926400
changing my vote to just summon Sier

>Summon Seir to presto the ball back into position after the clown thinks he's moved it.

>>1926408
>>1926413

"Now we come to the part of the lesson dealing with thought forms and summoning them." You turn to the class while purposefully ignoring your opponent. Normally its a bad idea to take your eyes off a rival thaumaturgist...but this clown if far from earning that title.

"Please note that part of your initiation into the First Order will involve you demonstrating that you can successfully generate a thought-form and sustain it indefinitely, so you're going to want to pay attention."

"Hey!" The clown yells. "What are you doing? We're having a duel over here!"

"You're going to want to pay attention to. Because I don't see your demon passing initiation. You said its supposed to be...Purson, right?"

"I AM PURSON. DEMON KING OF SOUNDS." The demon replies robotically.

"Oh you see that just will not do at all. He's got no life. He's got no personality."

"I AM PURSON. DEMON KING OF SOUNDS." The demon repeats.

"He's supposed to be a creation born out of your soul. He's supposed to be a living thing, not some sort of action figure you shape out of ectoplasm. Be honest, did you JUST now summon him?"

"I...er...well..." The clown stutters.

"I thought so. Now, a thought-form tyros is what happens when you generate an independently thinking construct out of your ectoplasm. Recall that ectoplasm is ecto bound to a will in contrast to ectoplasma which is free-floating. With some mental concentration you can shape your ectoplasm into a creature that will live within your mind until the day you die. Now the finer aspects of thought-form theory-whether they count as truly seperate individuals from yourself, whether they're sapient or just sentient, their legal rights in society and other such matters will be taught to you by my good friend Dr. Abraham Almadel in summoning 101. I will however be instructing you in the mechanical processes of thought-form generation."

"You're...You're ignoring me! You're actually ignoring me!" The clown points an angry finger at you.

And indeed you are ignoring him.

"Now you can create a thought-form in any shape you like. You can make someone that looks like you and acts like you, a doppleganger. You can create a sort of guardian spirit or daemon that manifests as a protective feeling-this is common for students of the White Way. Or you can create a demon-a demon out of hell itself!" You can't help but swish your cape.

"I'm about to win!" The clown yells. "Look at me! I got the ball in a box! All I got to do is move the space inside the box and I win!"

"Now why would you shape a thought-form into a demon? Why would you choose a shape and personality that's been done time and time again? Because when you summon a demon you're doing more than shaping your ectoplasm. Hell is a place that exists. You'll pay a personal visit to it when you reach Philosophus. It's an adjacent reality all the broken and beaten angels from the War in Heaven ended up in."

>You'll pay a personal visit to it when you reach Philosophus. It's an adjacent reality all the broken and beaten angels from the War in Heaven ended up in.

is it wrong i'm starting to feel bad for the class clown?

>>1926524
>is it wrong i'm starting to feel bad for the class clown?
Did he really summon a demon, or just an ecto puppet that looks like one?

>"And yes, points will be taken from your final score for each 'go to hell' joke you make. At least be creative, come on"

>>1926530
For the looks of it just a ecto puppet that looks like one.
Time to show the class how a real demon looks like.

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>>1926533
Then why do you feel bad about him going to hell?

>>1926541
cause i'm a big softy

>>1926506

"Now we aren't -exactly- sure what angels are made out of. We have theories but no real theories...get it? I used 'theories" in two senses of the word. Academic humor."

You get a couple of them to laugh.

"Don't think I don't see what you're trying to do!" The clown roars. "I got you in check and you're ignoring me hoping to put me off my game. You want me to get nervous and make a mistake. Well it won't happen! I just need to snap my fingers and the ball vanishes! I'll win! You'll be exposed as a hack fraud!"

"Under the Quest theory Angels are similar to ghosts, they're collections of ectoplasma without a guiding will and with minds of their own. While ghosts are formed by the memories of the body they once inhabited as ectoplasm angels are formed by a VALIS acting on ectoplasma. God thinks them into existence. More or less. But once brought to life their connection with the VALIS remains little more than a subconscious connection. You can't bring your demon to life like that. You need to exert your will to the utmost. You can't just plant a seed and let it do its own thing." You jerk a thumb behind you at the clown's Purson . "Otherwise you end up with well...robots."

"Well this robot is about to help me win. I just need to will the space around the ball to move and I win. I'll do it. Don't think I won't embarrass you. I'll really do it! What do you want me to do, count to five?"

"Now as for demons, imagine you're fighting an angel. They're immortal."

"LOOK AT ME!"

They can't be killed anymore than you can kill light."

"Alright I'll do it! I'll count to five! One...."

"So how do you hurt them?"

"Two!"

How do you kill them without violating their immortality?"

"Three!"

"Answer: You break them. You break them into chunks of mortality stretched across an immortal thread."

"FOUR!"

"That's what demons are. Mortal versions of an immortal archetype. Mortal memories of an immortal mind dreaming in Hell."

"FIVE! I WIN!"

With a flourish that makes you somehow proud the clown breaks away the crystal box with a wave of his hands. There's a blinding flash of light. The tyros cover their eyes and hold their breathes. Everyone looks center stage as the flash slowly dies down wondering if they will see anything-or just a space marking your defeat.

No one expected to see a white cloth hanging from the air.

"You give a little piece of your soul to summon a demon, to embody them as a thought-form. And when you do..."

A small, beautiful centaur with the large white wings of a swan for hands trots out on your shoulder.

"Seir. Finder and returner of lost things." He says with a graceful bow. "Even before they become lost."

"...You'll have an ally both powerful and skillful."

The audience erupts in applause and cheers.

The clown instantly dismisses the noise with a wave of his hand. His Purson may be a tool but its a tool that works.

>>1926566
Eh, let's be lenient with the guy. He has a good framework to work with, he just needs to temper his... His everything with experience.
At least he helped us to move the class forward

>>1926584
He's just a kid. He will learn. Heck we weren't so different when we started.

>>1926566
>Ecto: 0.84.

Some of the tyros grasp at their suddenly silenced throats. Some amuse themselves by tesing the power of the silence. They snap, they clap, they scream at the top of their lungs-and all together make less noise than a cricket.

"Alright." The clown says in a much deeper, much more confident voice. "We can't hear them, and they can't hear us." The clown smiles and stretches. "Well that was a fun game. I mean I doubt they'll forget a lecture like this anytime soon."

You narrow your eyes at the clown. "Who are you really?"

"Oh don't give me the death gaze. I don't mean any harm. And what's more I think you owe me. I was a good patsy for you right? Nothing like a class clown and bully getting his comeuppance to make the teacher look good, am I right?"

"You didn't answer my question."

"Well why don't you answer it for yourself? Come on. I'll even make it fun-you can ask me three questions about myself. Any questions at all."

"Why should I play around with you at all?"

"Because I played around with you. It's only fair. I played the fool for you, now you play the fool for me..."

"And why shouldn't I just blast you with a fireball?"

"Because you can't. Not with all your ecto over here, and not with me not being the complete novice I pretended to be. You make a move for it I'll absorb it all. But I tell you what. If you can tell me who I really am I'll give you back the rest of it."

"And if I fail?"

"Then I turn your ecto into something to humiliate you in front of all these students."

"Well thanks for the hint. Now I know you're someone that wants to humiliate me. You're White Way? Aren't you?"

The clown says nothing.

You smirk. You know you're right. This guy is White Way.

"And you're cocky. Which means that ecto puppet demon of yours is probably a hint to who you really are."

"Just give me your three questions already." The clown says quickly. "Before the tyros start wondering what we're talking about."

>Ask 3 questions to this mysterious White Way infiltrator!

>>1926608
What's your real reason for being here?

>>1926625
Also
>What do you plan to accomplish by doing this?
No idea what to ask for a third question

>>1926625
>>1926644
Hold those thoughts, because we're almost to 100 posts. I think it's time we finally finished that Char vs Sibella bonus.

WARNING: LEWD LEVEL RISING

>>1926608
>puppet is a hint who he is
>Lion headed
>manipulates noise...
>threatened to humiliate me with my own ectoplasma...
>was big on trying to use wind to initially move the object...

First question: Are you a disciple of an egyptian god?

>>1926649
You shut your eyes as you struggle with all your might to keep the purple skinned vampire queen beneath you. You grind your humble but plucky chest into her once haughtily sneering face.

And against all odds you feel her start to weaken.

With a feline roar you slam her wrists down on the carpet. You feel her muffled voice vibrate into your chest. You wind your brown furred legs covered in the slightly ripped fabric of your voodoo doll themed bodysuit against her bare purple legs and push them out wide.

You're...you're actually beating her. You thought for sure you were going to lose. You always planned on fighting your hardest but deep down you thought this was going to end with you being the overwhelmed and humiliated superheroine at the mercy of evil queen. You thought this would end with you on your knees offering up your Benny doll to Sibella's collection alongside Nayara's catfaced keyhole bra.

But you're winning.

You've never really been...dominant before. You hope you do okay for your first time.

>Say/Do

>Finish off Sibella with your smother hold/grapevine

>Switch to another hold to finish off Sibella. She's weak enough that any hold will do.

>>1926692
>say/do
>let jungle cat instincts kick in, don't over think
>demand sibella submit, submit to Voodoo Doll's power!

>>1926654
The Egyptian god Maahes matches up with everything but manipulation of noise.
Lion headed.
Associated with war, protection, and weather.
Name means "he who is true beside her".
It's probably not him but it sounded interesting if he is Egyptian and protecting Tanis.
>>1926737
>let jungle cat instincts kick in
Sounds good.

>>1926745
yeah I was thinking Maahes, too.
maybe the sound was to throw us off...

>>1926737
>>1926745
You remind yourself not to overthink it. You let your jungle cat instincts kick in and spring to action.

"Oh, what's wrong? Has the mighty Queen of Draculas been reduced to a winged mouse in my claws? Submit Sibella! Submit to Voodoo Doll's power!"

You lift your chest just a little. You want to hear this clearly.

Sibella takes a deep breathe of fresh air. "I...I can't...won't...surrender..." She protests dramatically. Her face begins to blush with humiliation. "A...A queen...cannot...must not..."

>Say/Do?

>Continue the hold and break Sibella

>Break Sibella with another, possibly more humiliating hold.

>Draw out her surrender. Your instincts tell you to play with trapped prey.

>>1926790
>draw out her surrender. play with your prey
>remember how she whimpered when you nipped at her neck
>go back for seconds

>>1926832
In a flash you take her back and squeeze your capoeira toned legs around her waist. Your instincts tell you to...play with your prey. Make it so that when she finally surrenders she knows she's well and truly beaten by the superior woman.

"Hmmmmm...." You purr, moving your mouth close to her neck.

"Wh-What are you doing?"

"Breaking in my scullery maid." You open your mouth and press the tips of your teeth against Sibella's neck.

"Oh. Ohhhh..." She moans and squirms. "St-Stop that at once! I command you!"

You gently nip at her pale, purple neck.

"What? You can't make me stop little vampire slave?" You put your lips into the action and demeaningly kiss her neck. "I can see why you vampires are so fond of this. It's so...dominating."

"Stop!" Sibella shuts her eyes as you nibble her neck again. You feel her tense in your grip. Her purple toes curl. "You must...stop!"

"Say "Please stop Voodoo Doll. I surrender. Please have mercy on my dark soul.""

"Nooooo...." Sibella moans. "N-Never...."

>Say/Do?

>Finish her with the hold of your choice.

>Play with her some more.

>>1926886
>Play with her some more.
Nip at that neck until she wilts at our newfound dominance.

>>1926918
>nip that neck
>maybe also knead her ample breasts, like how sibella kneaded nayara
>also animal instincts, gotta get those pillows nice 'n ready

>>1926918
You give a slight chuckle at her fleeting resistance and start nipping at her neck again.

Sibella continues to moan.

"Noooooo.....Noooooo...please..." Her writhing starts to die down to a slight twitching, a futile turning away of her neck from your fangs.

"Oh? Did I just get a please?" You straighten your legs to put pressure on her middle to add to her helplessness. "Please what?"

"I...I..." Sibella gives a defiant shudder. "I...I'll never surrender..." She says in a soft, defeated voice.

>>1926953
You use your hands to knead her massive breasts. You heard from Nayara how Sibella played with her larger chest. Well what goes around comes around.

"You like that? You like that feeling of total helplessness? You like being in the hands of a true alpha predator?"

"No...I am Queen..." Sibella gasps near incoherently. "I'm the...Queen..." she mutters in a high pitched gasp.

"Ohhhh how precious..." You flash a predatory smile. "The little winged mouse can squeak!"

>Say/Do?

>Finish her in this hold.

>Finish her in a different hold

>Play with her some more

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>>1926971
>FINISH HER!

>>1926971
>say/do?
"your defiance is adorable, but you're under the Voodoo doll's power now"
>firmly, but not too harshly cup sibellas cheeks in your hand
"gaze into my eyes...you know you want this..."
>be brave jungle kitty, initiate deep jungle kiss

>>1926984
>>1926994
Now your instincts tell you to go for the kill.

You break the hold and an exhausted Sibella crumples to the crimson carpet. You grab one of her ankles and drag her.

"I believe this is the spot you said you tamed Nayara at." You say tapping the carpet with your bare toes. "The spot you dare claimed you would break Voodoo Doll at." You drop her leg and spring on top of her.

"You were...entertaining prey. And your defiance is just adorable. But you're under Voodoo Doll's power now." You cup Sibella's purple cheeks in your hands firmly, but not too harshly. There's no need for brute force when you can dominate her through shear force of will.

"Gaze into my eyes...you know you want this..."

Sibella's eyes are wide and submissive. They have the look of cornered prey. She closes them and waits for you to drop your face into hers and initiate a deep, possessive kiss.

>Say/Do?

>Finish her (select a submission hold. Even a foot on her chest will do.)

>Play with her some more

>>1927082
>lean in for the kiss
>go in deep
>pull away
>finish her with foot on her toned abs
>say
"you've already submitted to me, hearing you say it is wasting air. you're now going to show your submission, you're... going to take off your bra, and beg for me to play with you, with yourself exposed like a kitten. you're going to tell me how much you need me, and if you've convinced me, I'll use all my voodoo powers tonight to make you the most satisfied queen in the castle"

>>1927140
Gettin some sleep, will continue later.

>>1927082
Backing >>1927140

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>>1918832
Holy crap I actually got to one of these things at the start (more or less) this time.

Hey guys... Long time no see. How's it going?

>>1928682
Ed, is that you?

>>1928682
brutal

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>>1929381
Yep indeedy.

Uh... sorry for being gone... for so long. And not the most reliant anon ever.

I've finally managed to get some things in my life back in order and had a few little victories lately. So its really picking me up.
You know?

>>1929687
>little victories
fuck yeah, man, we're just happy to see you again, amigo

>>1929687
Great to have you back

And I'm really digging the gentlemanly Vincent Price mustache on the professor.

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>>1929711
Thanks anons. Yeah like I said. Trying to work my way back up. and back in I guess.

I guess it also helps that I found a nice balance of medication now.
>>1929748
Thanks. Like I said its by no means a solidified design, but man do I have some 13 ghosts vibes and general College professor vibes here. Hell I modeled my old pennant from graduation to sort of get the look of the thing around his shoulders right.

I'll be sure to post more art and make some more things once the thread gets running again.

>>1927140
>>1928386
And we're back!

You give a deep contented purr that vibrates down Sibella's entire being as you smash your lips into her own.

You pull away and stand proudly over the exhausted vampire, pride surging through you from the top of your head to your curling toes. You straighten your back, pull back your shoulders, and proudly puff out your modest chest.

You won. And you feel like a winner.

You gently place a bare foot on Sibella's toned abs. You weren't sure how far you wanted to go with Sibella. You've never done anything like...any of this. And you didn't really think you'd win. You thought of just following Sibella's lead as the loser.

But you aren't a loser. And you sure as hell don't feel like a loser. And after that kiss...oh yeah, you're in the mood to...experiment.

"I...I...I..." Sibella gasps.

"You've already submitted to me." You smirk. "Hearing you say it is wasting air. You're now going to show your submission. You're...you're going to take off your bra and beg for me to play with you, with yourself exposed just like a kitten. And you're going to tell me how much you need me. And if you convince me I'll use my mighty voodoo powers tonight to make you the most satisfied queen in the castle."

Wait a second. Shouldn't you be the most satisfied queen in the castle?

Ah forget it. You're sure you'll get the hang of this domme stuff with a little practice.

Sibella sensually pushes herself up to her hands and knees. Her ass wiggles in her black gem studded panties. Her breasts hang beneath her, the bat shaped keyhole drooping as if bowing to you. Her green eyes shimmer with desire.

"I...I need you, master." Sibella says undoing her top and laying it at your feed like a trophy. "I need you to play with me. I'm your slave, your servant, your zombie."

>Say/Do?

>What do you make Sibella Say/Do?

WOW HOW DID I MISS THE BEGINNING?!?

im gonna get up to date gimme a sec

>>1949122
>let out a pleased purr after hearing her say you need her
>need her
>knead
>look down on Sibella's open chest and realize that bra got in the way of that soft, purple flesh
>kneel down and start kneading her again
>say "with that garment out of the way you can finally appreciate the touch of your voodoo mistress
>remember Sibella REALLY liked it when you nibbled on her neck
>say "and now I can start savoring the taste of victory"
>proceed to play with one of sibellas exposed nipples with your teeth, her other breast being massaged with your free hand

>make sibella not hold back and tell us how it feels

>>1949122
>Since her tongue is so eager to worship, put it to work between your legs

>>1949274
This is a good start

I EVEN MISS "CUM IN SHOES"S RETURN!!

>>1949274
>>1949277
>>1949320

You give a very pleased purr hearing Sibella grovel.

She needs you.

Knead. Ha.

You look down at Sibella's plump, purple orbs swaying submissively with every breathe she takes.

You push her to the carpet and mount her like prey. With no bat themed bra to shield her all that soft purple flesh is yours to play with.

You dig your fingers in and work the yielding flesh. Sibella gasps and sighs helplessly.

"With that garment out of the way you can finally appreciate the touch of your voodoo mistress!"

"Ohhhhhh...." Sibella sighs.

Then you remember she sighed like this when you nibbled on her neck earlier...

That gives you an idea...

"And now...I can start savoring the taste of victory..."

You lower your mouth and start gently toying with one of Sibella's erect nipples feeling it flip between your fangs.

Sibella's breathe hitches.

You continue working the other breast with your free hand.

"So tell me my vampire slave, don't hold back, tell me how it feels..." You slip your head away to whisper in her ear.

"M-M-MORE!" Sibella says thrusting against you. "Please mistress...don't stop!"

"Oh look at you. Once the queen of vampires and evil. Where's your dignity now?" You chuckle.

>Say/Do?

>What do you make Sibella Say/Do?

>>1949536
>"Call me your Queen..."
>Make her worship you, praise you, give thanks to you
>Get a little blasphemous and make her call you... Goddess

>>1949536
Squee a little because you are so proud of yourself. Then regain your composture and do this

>>1949579

>>1949536
as you play with her breast, SLOWLY move your hand towards her womanhood

"let's see how happy are you for your... goddess"

>>1949579
>>1949606
>>1949623


You give a little squeal of delight. You just can't help yourself. You're doing great, and its your first time on top! Imagine what you could try later with Benny.

Sibella blinks at you.

"Uh...Call me your Queen..." You say regaining your composure.

"M-My Queen." Sibella praises. "My Voodoo Queen..."

"Good..." You place your hands behind your head and confidently present yourself to the once-vampire queen now-Queen's throne. "Now worship me. Praise me. Give thanks to me!"

"You are perfect my Queen! Perfect and flawless! In all ways you are my superior! My throne is yours, my crown is yours...even Anon...he is yours."

"Go on my little handmaiden. Don't stop there..."

"I give thanks to my Queen! I live to serve you! I live to pleasure you! I have no will but the will of Voodoo Doll!"

You stop to think before your next request. Is it going a little far? Is it a little...blasphemous?

Oh what the hell. It's not like you aren't going to feel guilty about all this the next time you're in the same room with Abdiel. You might as well at this point.

"Call me your..goddess."

'You are my goddess! Perfect! Flawless! Better than me in all ways! Fitter, stronger, prettier, sexier!"

You run your hands through your long black hair and give it a triumphant toss. You bask in the praise.

"That's right. I'm the Voodoo goddess..." You run your hands down your yielding servant starting at her arms and moving to her shoulders. Then down to her breasts that you teasingly drag the tips of your claws across. Then down her firm abs that you placed under your foot. Then to her wide, flaring hips. Then to her toned thighs.

"Let's see how happy are you for your...goddess..."

>Say/Do?

>What do you make Sibella Say/Do?

>>1949752
>Tell her to bring Anon over
>Have him worship us in front of her, before having her join in
>Be the most selfish kitty cat

>>1949762
Anon isn't present at the moment. But you can certainly have Sibella promise to bring him over to worship you for "round 2".

>>1949780
dammit, fair enough

>>1949752
>start to caress her panties where her womanhood is
>tease her while looking her in the eyes
>deep jungle cat purr
>say "I think I can feel your...happiness...and eagerness...but this garments in the way too...my voodoo touch can only go so far...do you wish for your voodoo queen to remove these cute panties and apply some voodoo love to my voodoo pet?"
>lick lips like jungle cat looking at prey

>>1949785
>>1949788

"Hmmmm...." You say quickly getting another thought into your head. "You say you surrender everything to your voodoo goddess? Even your beloved servant Anon?"

"Yes...." Sibella mewls. "I have no power over him. Not when there is...a power greater than myself..."

"Good...then you won't mind Anon getting together with you later...I mean getting together with you on your knees to worship my perfection. Because the only one getting together with him from now on...is me..."

"Noooooo..." Sibella moans with a note of pleasure.

"Oh yes. Or do you dare challenge your goddess?"

"No! Mercy my goddess! I shall submit Anon...to you."

"Good little slave." You gently slap Sibella's red cheek. "Now to return to business..."

You return to your probing and place a palm possessively over Sibella's black panties. The band has little bat shaped gems embroidered on. Typical Sibella.

You press your fingers one at a time against her panties, teasing her while staring deep into Sibella's eyes. You savor the emotions you see there-the helplessness. The desire. The humiliation...

"I think I can feel your..happiness...and eagerness. But this garment is in the way. May Voodoo touch can only go so far. Do you wish for your Voodoo Goddes to remove these adorable panties and apply some...voodoo love to my voodoo pet?"

Was that too many voodoos?

Naw. You are the voodoo goddess after all.

"Ohhhhh....Ohhhhh!!!!" Sibella trembles. "My last...my last strip of dignity! Please don't goddess. Spare me this final humiliation. Let this fallen queen retain some of her dark glory!"

You lick your lips like a jungle cat looking at the last struggles of a long toyed with prey.

>Say/Do?

>What do you make Sibella Say/Do?

>>1949855
>"Hmmm..."
>Rip them off
>"No."
>Taste her

>>1949780
Can she bring Benny instead so she can show him her handiwork and ask him what he thinks of her now?

>>1949855
Tear them off sloooooowly so we can savor the sheer hamminess

>>1949855
>think to yourself "damnit! what would the baron do to make her see my way"
>think sleazy thoughts, think sleazy thoughts
>say "this garment is like your pride, it's getting in the way of our love"
>"don't you want your goddess to love you as much as you love her? You don't want to...blaspheme do you?"

if she still says no go with
>>1949862

and add "It's okay, sometimes a disciple needs to experience a miracle first before they become a devotee"

>>1949881
>>1949862
>>1949902

You slink a claw around a strap and start pulling.

"No...Noooo...." Sibella squirms.

"Yes yes!"

Should you just cut it off? You sort of want to take them as a trophy. God you'd feel so hot wearing them as a trophy. And you're pretty sure you're never going to fit into Sibella's top...

Yeah. It would be best to try keeping them in one piece.

What would the Baron do to make her see things your way?

You think sleazy, dirty thoughts.

You start to rub your brown fur against Sibella's purple skin. And purring. You feel her body with yours.

And you can only imagine what the vampire is feeling behind her shut eyes.

"This garment is...like your pride." You whisper in her ear. "It's getting in the way of our love. Don't you want your goddess to love you as much as you love her? You don't want to...blaspheme do you?

Sibella moans as her meekly starts to strip. "No...my pride...I can't...can't surrender...".

But her body betrays her words and you feel her struggle to strip with you on top of her.

You stand up and smirk as she kicks her panties off and lays nude and beaten beneath you.

Showing off your flexibility you pick the trophy up with your toe and stretch your leg to your hand. Clutching her last strip of dignity in your hand and seeing her naked below you you can't help but take a deep breath, lean back, and give the traditional beast person roar of victory.


"GGGGGGRRRRROWWWWLLLLLL!!!!!"

>Say/Do?

>What do you make Sibella Say/Do?

>>1949881
>Can she bring Benny?

How about Sibella vs Char in a "winner take all" rematch where the winner gets the loser's boyfriend?

>>1949952
>Explore her "pride", make her spread her legs and show herself off to you, then play with her, kissing and biting at it playfully

>>1949952
tell her how does she "take care" of her pride, make her show you

>rematch
nah, we won, lets leave it for another VS

>>1949980
this
>as Sibella spreads her legs, say "yes, show your goddess your pride..."
>when Sibella starts to make cute noises say "you see? it was foolish to resist my voodoo love, tonight I will make you a voodoo love slave, and you'll thank me for it"

>>1950017
>>1949980
>>1950037

"Now show your goddess your pride..."

Sibella obediently spreads herself for you.

"Good girl..." You get down on all fours and spring forward like a jungle cat.

As your mouth and tongue and teeth go to work Sibella writhes and makes ecstatic, humiliating noises.

She doesn't last long. All your teasing took softened her up so that it only takes moments for her to squirt all over her crimson carpet.

You stand up over your panting, vanquished foe and lick your lips. "Predator devours prey. Just as god intended."

END


Whew! Finally done with the bonus! (What do you want the next one to be by the way?)

Tune in for the next thread where we return to the normal less lead reality and play three questions with the mysterious intruder!

>>1950054
what are our options for the next bonus?

I'd love something involving Lesath

>>1950058
Anything you guys want.

>>1950058
yeah, it's been a while since lesath hacked anybody, I'd like to see that
>>1950054
>it's over
damnit, I wanted to do a striptease and have sibella return the favor to our pride, but I guess there's no time...

>>1950064
Honestly, the wrestling bonuses are getting a little stale
I'd rather have something more.. slice-of-life-y
Maybe Lesath meeting Elsanon? He is a scientist who works with A.I.'s, after all.

>>1950076
That can totally happen. It does sound like an interesting crossover.

>>1950082
Awesome, hope it happens

>>1950076
>slice of life sex stories
YES!
hell, having Char initiate something with benny while wearing sibella's undies would be nice
>elsanon meets lesath
>meek super scientist gets bullied by bratty robo-fighter, then dominates once he puts on his super suit
it has...potential

>>1950115
>Anon is checking out her specs, has her hooked up to a machine
>A:"Lesath, your... your processing power... it's massive!"
>L:"Thanks, champ, yours ain't too bad either"
>She winks and slaps his ass with her tail
>AnonSpaghetti.exe runs

>>1950128
>anon puts on suit
>"I'm going to see how compatible our technology is...I'll go slow, it's both our first time"

one of these days I'll make time to write and draw that lesath and foxfire sex comic I been wanting to work on...

>>1950076
i support this

>>1950115
not sure if want, lets just see how everything goes

>>1950064
i really want to know how are things for Panon (both coma and Phantom versions) and phanty

>>1950153
>L:"You fight pretty good... for a human."
>A:"Y-You too...?"
>L"A human who fights his own battles, doesn't hide behind gynoid slaves..."
>She brushes his cheek with a powerful claw
>L:"... More humans should be like you..."
>She pushes Anon onto his back and straddles his waist, using her claws to tear away his armor and get at the soft, pale meat inside, her gaze heavily lidded and her smirk practically predatory
>L:"You're a scientist, right Doc~?"
>A:"I-I-"
>She hushes him with her stinger to his lips
>L:"So how about some "experimentation"~?"
>Anon tries to take his glasses off, to keep them safe, just in case
>Lesath's power claw catches his hand with surprising gentleness, holding it
>L-Lewd
>L:"Leave the glasses on, they make you look more... robotic."
>Her frame leans down, taking his head in her claws and kissing him softly
>He's... different from a gynoid
>Softer, warmer, more maleable
>Her tongue explores his lips and mouth, prodding, tasting
>Experimenting

>>1950194
YEAH! I wanna get him out of a coma so he can cuddle with Phanty and have cute "we saved the world" sex on the couch in his noir ridden apartment

>>1950194
i miss them, also carlyle, how's our danny devito? and catherine?

>>1950204
i like this

>>1950206
im ok with just a really cute scene, with no 13's

>>1950226
okay, cute scene it is!
with falling asleep on the couch in each other's arms

>>1950256
ill take anything, just want to see those two happy or having fun

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>>1950076
>>1950204

All of this sounds cute.

Don't mind me. Just popping in to drop a little something off. I know it don't top no plague of gripes, and it seems tanis hasn't officially appeared yet but I had some fun with this.

More than willing to edit or even redesign should she i dunno pop up in a Bangles tshirt and Slacks.

>>1950691
Aw, that's super cute!
Thanks, Ed!

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>>1950721
Gee thanks anon. Have one more thing before I run off to bed.

>>1950902
Bless, Ed

>>1950691
nice!
>>1950902
hehehe, that's funny

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>>1950902
best mummy movie

thanks for the arts, Ed boy!

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phanty

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>>1953044
What about her?

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want a cute scene with her