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"Jack....oy JACK!"

You snap out from your daydream. Bumpy road and claustrophobic room inside this metal truck is peaceful as ever, even before the oncoming storm. Your other teammates occupy themselves with their weapons or words of prayers. Only Captain Ridge stare at you with his authoritarian stare.

"Aye cap?", you crack your neck and arms, making a satisfactory crunching sound.

"Ya better stop with the empty look. Ya look like a PTSD vet even before the war started." He grin as he tap his head. The large metal slab "Susan" beside him is his weapon. Some may called it a shield but that modified riot shield is used like a metal bat AND a shield. No wonder his call-sign is "Ram".

"Yeah,yeah...", you slouch back to the cold wall. Not even a comfort in this damn truck. You began to daydream again before the driver interrupted you.

"ETA: 30 min. Get ready for some action Boys", and a thumbs-up to end his announcement.The whole squad began to tense as Ridge stand and debrief the situation.

"Alright boys and girls!" He rub his hands together and pat Susan,"Situation is pretty tense and our negotiation with them terrorist had been unsuccessful".

"That's what I thought!", Your support specialist suddenly shout.

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Sounds good.

Since it will be a big updates. continue later and will try to add more combat scene. Sorry for the slow start,habit of mine.

Also will try to start earlier

So...how are ya folks enjoying this?
Interesting to see the blend of perspectives
Not bad. Definitely more a fan of the operator bits than the more freeform isekai segment right now, but that's just me.
Looking forward to how you handle the swapping between the perspectives.

>Statistics: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1p2K_evlFKjbblbSTf3ZSf-0xECyNHEeiQEgyiFdADcw/edit?usp=sharing
>Character: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1F43-0W17qNQ3Q_FwOOQPYw8Rf4HmSCFrEcAv-uOPQD0/edit?usp=sharing
>Tasks: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1agFmzgoNb0jeqd2G9H2voZ5Zm4N6fxPTQXQyt_GY9ec/edit?usp=sharing
>Rolling Rules: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1D6xlxpzfqF_rC2iemL-OGhFkNK4uiy8PZdvjkkdVBPU/edit?usp=sharing
>Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=shipgirl+commander
>Twitter: https://twitter.com/DiceToTableTop

‘I… try to regulate it?’

You shrug.

You were clueless when it came to the more intricate details of KanMusu behavior. Outside of the basic explanation they gave on the precautions and risks to each candidate that wanted to elevate themselves to the rank of Commander, there hadn’t been any specific lecture on the topic of the Super Dreadnoughts. In fact, there had been specific focus on the Destroyer and Light Cruiser type KanMusu… and even then, you’re loath to admit that it was any more relevant to you than the gibberish Akashi had crammed into your brain.

Which it was, really, but… you weren’t a dropout a few times over if you didn’t have that particular ability to file things away in some corner of your memories and just not be bothered to pull it out again.

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>>‘C’mere.’ (Comfort her)
>>‘C’mere.’ (Comfort her)
>‘C’mere.’ (Comfort her)
>‘C’mere.’ (Comfort her) Also apply maximum dosage of comfortung back rubs and headpats
>>‘C’mere.’ (Comfort her)
Continue down the road of dadmander

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It is 1994. Mostly thanks too rap music, ganster culture has spread around the world. With that crime spiked in the US. You are a black 16 year old boy who lived in New York. Recently you parents died in a mugging,
And thus you have been sent to live in San Francisco with your Aunt. You arrive at the Airport from a melloncholy plane ride, checking your luggage to make sure you have everything. To your shock your wallet isn't in your luggage! You franticly check everything, until you manage to find it in your pocket. You forgot that you bought a candy bar right before the flight. Just to be safe you check your wallet, finding every thing still intact. Among them is your drivers license.


>What are a your full name?
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>>write in "Just because I'm black don't mean I'm getting involved with drugs."
probably means gettin caught in crossfire
thirding this
Yeah, this is ok

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>>Previous threads


>>Writeup Pastebin



This quest, as the title suggests, takes place in the world of Dragon Ball. You're playing as a twenty-seven year old man named Tofoo, and will adventure through the story of the Dragonball series alongside characters such as Goku, Yamcha, Bulma, Tien, and many others. Through your actions, you can make significant changes to the story, and perhaps even become the strongest fighter on Earth.


At the end of each update you'll have ten minutes to vote on options. Write-ins are allowed, but I do reserve the right to veto them.

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Yeah, they've managed to maintain a certain degree of consistency with that so far
Glad to hear that, it would suck if they stopped doing that, it's too damn funny.
Oh man, I love waking up to updates. Thanks for running SOM, it's always a good evening before work when I get to be late because I was reading the quest.
Glad to help
Hey Som you running tonight?

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A Coffins descends to the moon of Horizon's Drop transporting an important cargo. The moonscape was quite different from when you first set foot on it in your attack against the Dagger base. Once barren and pale its surface was now a den of activity as shipyards build and repair starships and hangars filled to the brim with Nails and Gunships waiting for the day that an enemy may arrive.

The Coffin entered a hangar carved into the side of a cliff and landing gently to open its cargo door. Dirges floated forward to gently lift the cargo, a pair of med-pods each with an osjiic inside, and carry them to separate hovercraft.

Standing nearby were Predator Eiton and Voidknight Lorgul who watched the arrival of the pair. Lorgul looked into the med-pod containing the Voidsinger, "A strong one. Probably won't have be a Disciple for long."

Eiton nods as he approaches the pod containing Orvca, "Orvca was one of those I considered to be a potential Predator. Disciplehood will prove if I was right."

The Voidknight chuckled, "I'm sure Nekris would approve," he said and glanced at Eiton only to clack his teeth as the Predator went silent, "Eiton, do not mope. Nekris was my brother as well. He was a warrior, not as strong as I of course, but he was formidable and knew that death is a possibility for all. Even for us forged and created from the deaths of others. All we can do is continue to fight and move on," he started to feel somewhat self-conscious, the Voidknight rarely speaking so much.

Eiton chuckles and nods, "You are right, brother. All I can do is attempt to build the Predator Order into something he would be proud of," he hops onto the hovercraft, "Let us go induct our new recruits. Make our orders stronger."

Lifting onto his own hovercraft next to the med-pod with a rippled of voidlight Lorgul laughs, "Wormstar guide you, brother," he says as the craft quickly move off into the miles of tunnels that honeycombed the moon, each heading toward their own temples to welcome their living students into undeath.
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I can only see the iluminator as that character from the abridged version now

Thank you

>such a shame you lost your head
>a careless serpent who wound up dead
>you wore your sins like they where some kind of prize
>too many lies, too many lies
That post time
It's a sign
The iluminator is an angry Irish priest that worships us and the wormstar
He kicks ass for the lord
When the Matriarch shows up Jadyk needs to show up riding the Fury of the Wormstar to kick its ass
We might be able to convince papa snake to show up any try to talk somebody of the akham troups into standing down
Where did you get that logic? Dude isn't on our side for one, and for two even if he was why would he try and they accept?

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You are an exiled colony from a dictatorship planet. After years on space,your colony found a planet with life supporting condition. Your colony decided to land on it and settle a new home there.

the rule is simple, roll dice to determine choice pick, 2d10. 1st dice with the highest number on 5 first post get the action. 2nd dice determine the success

1. Establish Basic Order
2. Unpack Building Materials
3. Scan nearby Area.
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Rolled 3, 2 = 5 (2d10)

Wait shit, wrong dice
Come on. Move.
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Rolled 1, 1 = 2 (2d10)


Please for the love of god.
Rolled 8, 8 = 16 (2d10)

I don't know what we're rolling for but this is my contribution
where is OP

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OH SHIT NIGGER(s) it's an adventure about killing vampires n shit.

4 vampire hunters is going to infiltrate a vampire castle to kill the head vampire there for casting a spell than kept the world at perpetual night time.
Each hunter needs at least 1 player to be the voices in their head to tell them what to do n shit.

Just name yourself something with the highlighted title under the hunter to identify which team you're going with. Example: Regular Hunter Faggot -> Controls Oswell the regular Hunter
Need at least 1 player for each dude
The more players each character has, the more rerolls that team gets.

Currently the party is snooping around the second floor, having just defeated a group of living armors.

Previous threads:

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oh, dunno about GAR
I kinda already said goodbye
Gar's alive. But now his right arm is stuck up his asshole.

It's all part of a vision quest
all your visions ends up in assholes it seems
do you want something you want to share, OP?
I just think assholes and asses are hilarious.

Also because ass is the easiest word to type on a keyboard.
despite the odds, laziness will always prevail

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Is it always this warm out here? The sun bakes the sand and you with it, until somewhere along the wandering paths you end up more sweat-caked sand than human being.


But it was not always thus. And in nooks and crannies of old places, buildings stick out of the sand. The bones of old peering, and we the little scavengers among them. Here this way station offers water from a mostly dry well and shade beneath broken roofs and splintered awnings weatherbeaten and half decayed.

An old well, enough walls to keep out the wind and the winding paths of strangers meeting for a moment of respite. Strike a fire from the detritus, exchange glances followed by hands followed by words. Drink until the well croaks dry at last. Should a storm roll in, it may be the last rest to be had for a while.

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Hollow sidesteps Jekyll's traps, blinking stars out of their eyes and struggling to hear over the roaring in their ears.

"We've several above if they haven't wandered off! Hide in the workshop if you feel unsafe, tinker something up!"

> Move NW, SW, W W. Spin around to keep an eye on the broodscorp,
> Turn off the Flashlight and draw my Knife
> Switch out the fuel cells in my Dashgear

'Hollow', Agile Striker
...looking to do right


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That was a mistake, i copy-pasted the wrong character sheet.
"oh hello...What are you??? Come to papa..."
>Move 1 south 4 west
>Refresh: 4 west 1 south
>Try to interact with the giant console to see what it is?

Fight 3 Support 3
Guide-- Solve 3
Rifles 2 Mech 2

Wounds 7
Fatigue 0
Strain 0

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Rolled 6, 7, 5, 8, 9, 10, 7, 3, 8 = 63 (9d10)

>Move 3W 1S
>If the there is a door here, try to open it -quietly-, slv4
>Parry, fit3+sb2

[Stalker of Open Reaches]
Act 2 | Mob 8
Fit 3 | Sup 0
Gde 4 | Slv 4
Shortblades 2 | Bows 2
Stealth 1

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Rolled 4, 6, 9, 7, 3, 9, 6, 8, 2, 1, 10, 9 = 74 (12d10)


Rolled 2, 6, 6, 2, 4, 7, 9, 1, 9, 3, 5, 5 = 59 (12d10)>>1496616

> First aid + support twice to heal snakeeyes wounds [12]

Warden, Too twitchy to sleep
!2 →5
Fight 4
Support 3
Guide 2
Solve 2

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Rolled 5 (1d10)

Last thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/1461953/

Pretty sure you did that wrong. I said a D3 AND a D8 not a D3 + 1...
Eh. Whatever. I should just simplify it to 1D10 anyway. Gonna roll for you for now.

You... huh. A monster girl harem? You dunno about that...

You have no idea how to get back to your clothing. At this point, it was probably faded from existence due to the natural magic of the forest.

1/2. Next post will be up in about a minute or two.
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>attacking our waifu
Murder that fucker with the sword arms.
Nah, I'd prefer clicker as in those zombies from The Last of Us

It's alright, I was new a few weeks ago anyway. Learned many things from this places' inhabitants. A thread is essentially where I'm posting right now. This thread is located in a "board" called Quests, or /qst/ for short. We can't tell if you made a new thread or not due to 4chan's ability to keep us relatively anonymous, so posting things like "moving to a new thread" or "taking a break, please wait" can help people tell if they should stay on and wait for replies, move to new threads, etc.

I agree, but we're already going in for a bite. It'd probably waste less time to finish this attack rather than start a new one...
I just realized, why is this quest called "sum of your parts"? I don't get it...
Try doing one or the other, but make it so we cut it's neck in half so we have it's "hammer head" as a weapon
Realized an error after rereading >>1492317
Let's >>1494186 in a way so that it will turn its head and neck into a weapon...

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An old woman walked up to me this morning, and I greeted her since she seemed so lonely. But she kicked over my cup! People were running all over to collect it and keep it for themselves. I desperately needed that money, since the bad men that took me in said I had to make some money if I wanted something to eat. I am only grateful that some of the townsfolk gave me what little change I had back after the woman had left...
Her cruelty reminds me of the Scary Monster Lady that burned my village down. Many people were hurt, but they managed to hide away and survive... What should I do?
Pic related, this is a bit like her
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I managed to get there without getting spotted. Some of the miners working there were on break and pitied me, so they shared some of their food.

I asked them what was wrong since they looked so sad, and they explained that 10 years ago, someone by the name of "Dread Lord" has captured this colony. Their king is too afraid to free them, and they have been forced to mine for the rest of their days. They were nice enough to give me some stuff for my "quest".

They asked me where I came from, so I told them Lillycove. Their faces went from pitiful to scared, telling me that I should go on my way to another town where I can relax.

I now have:
A worn pick handle
A damaged lantern (1 day's worth of oil)
Food (1 weeks worth)
A worn mining helmet too big for my head

What should I do now?
>Follow their advice and travel
>Stick around but stay hidden
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Oh no... the mean old lady is using this website to get advice on torturing me! She was the one who tried to enslave me and kicked over my cup!

I believe this is thread she is on...
>Follow their advice and travel
Ok, I'll give you an update once I'm there...
Before I managed to get to a town, some elves found me and took me in... what should I do, they might be friendly or harmful...

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You are Lieutenant Richter Von Tracht, officer of Armor and commander of the 5th platoon of Von Blum’s 3rd Company of Panzers for the Army of Strossvald. You are deployed on the southern border on the Glennz river, against the rival country of Valsten, on the river island city of Salzbrucke.

Perhaps once there was a fantasy that the animosity would fade, and that the arrayed armies would never come to blows, but you had volunteered for a secret mission that would take place early next morning which would obliterate any hope of avoiding war.

A daring river crossing raid, whose objective was to destroy large fortified siege guns that the southerners had set up in preparation for a conflict. It was to be executed mostly by lightly armed infantrymen; your role as armor officer was merely as muscle in the case that they ran into something too heavy for them to deal with.

While the notion that you weren’t likely to be needed might have been meant to be comforting, it only made you absolutely certain that something would go terribly wrong.

In preparation for the war that was coming on the morrow, you had taken steps to move your fiancée out of the frontlines. Maddalyn Von Blum, your (arranged) wife to be, had taken a role in your armor crew as an unofficial radio operator and expert on supernatural bollocks the academy never trained you for. You had decided that, now that a real war was on, that you would replace her with an actual soldier and not risk having your marriage prospects quite literally blow up in your face.

You hadn’t told her of these plans yet, though. Maddalyn, despite her frail and diminutive form and lack of any combat training, not to mention the rather important fact that she was blind and could only see because of bizarre creatures that lived in her skull, seemed rather set on accompanying you no matter the circumstances. You would be forced to tell her that that would simply not do.
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Try to find out what happened here from the wisps

Seconding both. See if we can communicate with them, if so ask where their bodies are and if they'd like to be buried. I would have thought their bodies would be the ones in the dining room but the blockaded door seems to suggest otherwise. May as well as them about that too. If we can't get a straight answer from them there's always that hatch in the floor to investigate.
Feel…shame? For your country?

The thought of burning children to death wass revolting to you, and it was your nation that firebombed this city, but for some reason…it feels like there must have been some good reason for it. Some deep feeling, coming from a place you can’t even pin down, telling you that it was a terrible, but worthwhile, sacrifice. It wasn’t logical, but it felt better to not question it; trying to dig deeper felt like running into a wall in your head.

You turned your light back on, and look about the room. It doesn’t look like there’s any place for bodies to be in here – you look around in the cupboards, but the only things there are drinks. Maybe down in the trapdoor?

“Jorgen,” you address your companion, “We need to find six more bodies. They’re somewhere around here.”

“Six?” Jorgen took off his field cap and scratched his head, “Why?”

“There’s six ghosts here.” You said bluntly. “So there’s six bodies.”

“Is he talking about us?” another little voice asked before being shushed down.

“Guhsts, sure.” Jorgen grasped at the flask in his pocket mockingly. “Mebbe you naed a brothe of frush eir.”

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“Go away!” the dominant voice repeated, “Go back to your country, Imperial!”

Imperial? You hadn’t heard that one before. Strossvald’s uniforms didn’t even look like Grossreich uniforms.

“No,” you say, “We’re from Strossvald.”

“I know that!” the flame spat, crackling with fury, “Copycats! Kaiser’s bastards! Imperials in Sosalian clothing! Leave, leave, leave, leave LEAVE!”

This really wasn’t going anywhere. You sigh and head for the trapdoor.

“Nuun tuu tolkatif?” Jorgen muses.

“All too talkative, actually.” You say as you list the trapdoor, letting it fall to the side with a puff of dust.

You both crawl down the rickety wooden latter to the carved tunnel underneath. This looked identical to the tunnels you crawled through earlier; perhaps these were linked up with the rest of the tunnels? Why the route to this escape was blocked, you have no idea.

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>>Go back up and see what the noise is proper.

Ask the ghosts wtf is going on.

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In the year 1986, crime in America is at an all-time high. Criminals, drugs, and guns flow into the country from everywhere in the world, and the gateway to it all is the coastal paradise, Heat City. On the neon-soaked streets of this beating heart of scum and villany, you can get whatever you want -- if you can pay the price.

You are Johnny the thug, and ever since you agreed to take one small job for the Bratva, your life has gone sideways. One thing led to another as you made enemies of one half of the city's underworld, and then the other half. With the help of some new friends -- Alex the enforcer, Nick the thief, and the Yamada family -- you went all-in and led a daring heist on the Triad's skyscraper fortress, Dragon's Nest. It went great until you were shot and fell off the roof, twenty-five stories down.

With luck or fate on your side, and the help of your friends, you survived to tell the tale. But you haven't forgotten that someone out there has been playing games with you, pitting the city's criminal syndicates against each other with you caught in the middle. You're going to find out who it is, and make them pay.
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Personal headcannon for Johnny is that the US government was testing some sort of serum for super soldiers during Nam in this verse and he got caught in the study. It was discarded after years of not showing discernible results (other than a high mortality rate) but what they didn't know is Johnny had the right batch, it just takes a while to kick in.

Thus power slamming a 10 foot gator while drunk off his ass on a broken leg.

That's all for tonight, anons. I may cap this thread off tomorrow with some kind of "morning after" scene, or I may just leave it with powerslamming an alligator.

I hope you enjoyed Johnny's night off with the guys. The next thread will move forward to when Johnny's leg is healed, and we will return to hurting other people.

Thanks for playing Thug Quest.
Thanks for running, Boss!
Thank you for running.

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I tried to do a ninja quest yesterday and just didn't, so I'm starting over, and you are too.

Your name is Hizuyo, a young rebel fighting against the local shogun, dressed in black and trained in martial arts. Neither of those things seemed to help as you and your partner Hamaya were found on one of the estates of a samurai, and your partner dove to take an arrow for you.

Now it seems Hamaya is dead or dying, his stolen Kodachi is lying on the ground and the one that shot him is either keeping watch or is on their way to you now. There is also a very pretty flower right next to you.

What do you do? Grab the Kodachi, the flower, your partner Hamaya? Or do you wait? It's up to you.
Grab the blade and commit sudoku to avoid capture.
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Oh boy have you really just messed up. Probably going to be captured or killed, so you may as well do it on your own terms. And also you don't really think of it as seppuku since that's more of a samurai thing, asshole, but whatever.

So you go for the blade, and it turns out the samurai that lives on this land saw it first, so he's got his foot on it. Hizuyo, you gotta think of something. You don't want to be captured or killed obviously, but you can't kill yourself so you just gotta get out.
Whats the ground like? Mabye we can toss some earth or sand in his face, go for his legs, trip him, grab the sword. Vualla.

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You awake confused and disoriented. You struggle to remember, you know that you're forgetting something important. At last you find what you're looking for, you remember making the most important choice of the rest of your life.

You chose
>Proud eagle, it's very presence revealing its divine majesty.
>Rotting skull, a blazing comet stamped on its forehead.
>Shield, a lion's head proudly displayed on its front.
>Crimson dragon, about to take off into the sky.
>Medallion, made to look like a wolf's head.
>Spider, hanging on by a thread.
>Sun, warm yet overwhelming.

You look around and see a door that does not belong. It tells you everything you need to know.

You smile, not a happy smile but one that shows acceptance and grim determination. You knew what awaits you, the horrors you'll have to face. Yet, you had time. Not enough, nowhere near enough, but you had time.
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You around, trying to find anything useful or interesting. You do find what you think is a corpse, almost a mummy, that has been dried and rotting for a long time in a corner of the cell.

The only other interesting thing in the cell is the cell door. As you try to approach it you suddenly feel someone watching you. You turn around and come face to face with a corpse that was supposed to be rotting in the corner of the cell.

What do you do?
>Attack before it eats you.
>Try to communicate...
>Attempt to get through the door.
>>Try to communicate...
>Try to communicate...
Be blatantly ready for violence however.
>>Try to communicate...
>Be blatantly ready for violence however.
>>Attempt to get through the door.

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We take the perspective of Krystal, Imperator of an extreme religious sect dedicated to the god of storms (who she knows personally and has had sex with) on the day of the sixth birthday of the gods' daughter.


You wake up and stretch yourself out, staring down at your wife sleeping next to you.
"Guuuuh... morning, Tsuyoi."
She stirs and sits up.
"Morning, Krystal..." she mutters, giving you a kiss.
"Isn't it Aisha's birthday..?"
"Yeah. I'll go meet Alagos, make sure he doesn't drink coffee again."
Tsuyoi shudders, and gets up to take a bath.
You put on your armor and blink the sleep out of your eyes before walking to your kids' bedroom.
...very odd kids. The first, Kasai, is an adopted dragon, and the second, Azeila, is a daemonette born under interesting (and possibly incriminating) circumstances.

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>>[]The fuck was that? I just wanted you to show me around.
>It wasn't bad but...
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Crystal withdraws and licks the rest off her fingers.
"Well, glad you enjoyed it. I'd rather not do anything more without consent... my sister told me she would be upset if I didn't have it. Even if she was burned, it wouldn't surprise me if she became the progenitor of a new kind of revenant just to haunt me. Anyway, the Stratofortress."
She escorts you around the place, pointing out various cannons, barracks, and experimental aircraft, which seemed to consist of biplanes whose rotors were turned by magic. There was even a computer on board, though it heavily relied on magic and looked like it belonged on the set of Alien. Ran pretty well, though.
"And here is what powers it all. The Chaos Engine, I like to call it."
Crystal undoes the telepathic locks on the door and blast shields, revealing the device.
The Chaos Engine was a metallic ball with blue etchings, furiously spinning in the middle of some sort of reactor.
"Thought it was a paperweight until I channeled a little magic into it. Then it wouldn't stop spinning. It produces all the magical energy and electricity we need on-site. Barely gives off a heat signature, too."
You leave, the door closing behind you.
"We have enough room for several hundred, and enough food stored to cross the ocean. We had planned to use this in the war, but... complications. I'd like to fly it over the Order of Ruin's fortress to taunt them, but I'm only doing so after I've attended the Sorceror's Enclave. My plan is to get schematics for a stronger shield out of a cutie who should be attending."

>[]Oh? Show me how you plan to do that.
>[]Cool. Can we get Kasai and show him around? He's probably having a conniption down there.
>[]Okay. Where's my present, though?
>>[]Cool. Can we get Kasai and show him around? He's probably having a conniption down there.
Poor Kasai.
"I guess we should..."
You teleport back down. Kasai seems sad. Makes sense, the girl he's got a crush on supposedly just ran off with a forty-seven year old woman without even giving him the time of day.
"Oh... hey. Did you have a good time?"
You punch him in the shoulder.
"I was pulling your leg, dude. Come on, the place is pretty awesome. There's actually a forge, looks pretty high-tech."
Your friend looks up.
"Huh... you really didn't do anything?"
"She put her fingers in my mouth, but that's it. Come on."


"And that concludes the tour. Again."
You took the time to appreciate the architecture in the second tour. Very Gothic, probably to stab anyone who tries to glide in.
"Wow... I hardly believe it. This took how long to build?"

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>I wasn't pulling your leg about it being a bad day.

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