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In the world of Hainei, there are many groups in many places, always stirring with machinations unfolding as they move. The goals of the many often lead them into conflict. The probability is always high.

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This quest is a side story that takes place in the universe of Chaos: The Quest for Redemption. New readers are encouraged to start from the beginning to grasp the context of what you are about to witness.

Archive: https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Levelman
Questcord: https://discord.gg/JFAMdJskHn
Wiki: https://chaosquest.miraheze.org/wiki/Main_Page
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fHdKTDdtCQk

Long ago, there was the great golden god, the Xanthous Emperor, who by his power subverted the world into one built in his own image. The land known as Hainei, resting below his Heaven. In this unusual world, the Emperor's word and cruelty was law, enforced by his worldwide Kingdom, and he sought to strip every being that came to be of their free will, transforming them into nothing but mindless slaves that only existed to worship his name and power.

But many would resist and dare to stand against the Emperor. Chiefly, the original humans that inhabited the ancestral cradle, and the Qilins, unique creatures created in order to manifest virtues that could suppress all evil as part of a project to instrumentalize benevolence itself. All had rallied under the plans of a mysterious mechanical god, NEGAI. With NEGAI's clairvoyance and encouragement, one of the Emperor's greatest allies, Oscar the Great, the godfather of science, betrayed him and slew his physical body.

For their act of defiance and betrayal, the Emperor's persisting soul, Lord Sarakha, sunk the ancestral homeland and brought about the end of all rebels. The original humans of the cradle and their Qilin creations died along with their now Lost Continent, plunged to the depths of the hereafter. In the aftermath, the Emperor's Kingdom soon came to be ruled by the Trinity, his three most devoted servants, who continued his totalitarian legacy through fear and control, transforming their own people into machines of death that lacked all will.
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But not all Qilin had perished in the destruction of the cradle. Few survived. Namely, there was a pure hearted creature named Muna, who by the interventions of the Machine God, had lived elsewhere in the world among mortals, now risen to try dethroning the Emperor for good.
And then there was the Cattle Qilin, Ren, who lied enslaved in the Trinity's capital at the hands of the unforgiving Lord Thandir, ruler of souls. Using the aborted children of the Cattle, Lord Thandir perfected his demented plans to create an unstoppable and divine army that could effortlessly annihilate all opposition to the Trinity.

And thus, the Mass Produced Demigods were born.


By extracting the innately celestial essence of unborn Qilin and combining it with advanced frames engineered well beyond mortal means, Lord Thandir found a way to create a Demigod lacking any will of its own. Each of these manufactured Demigods would be worth well over a billion men, and their strength was beyond that of any army. With a force of these, overwhelming the indigenous deities of Hainei that refused to bow to the Emperor was within easier reach.

But to his confounding, Thandir encountered multiple drawbacks to the Mass Produced Demigods. The shells strong enough to contain Demigodly essence was extremely expensive to the Trinity and difficult to engineer, taking many years to merely get one half underway. As well, the Mass Produced Demigods were non-sapient, and could not think for themselves. The intelligence of the creatures had to be removed to ensure the celestial essence did not produce sentiments even resembling disloyalty or a will to do anything for itself, out of great fear of betrayal or revolt. And finally, the Demigod soldiers were incapable of drawing out their true Demigodly power because of their counterfeited nature without specialized weapons attuned to themselves, also difficult to engineer.

In order to better organize the Mass Produced Demigods as a standing force, Thandir had no choice but to create four with their own wills, indoctrinated to himself, to lead them. These kingly four he dubbed the Cadres and gave their own names.


Zhun Gongzhu, the faithful Central Master.
Koimaru, the devious Grand Framer.
Jannugola, the dour High Fabricator.
And Virini, the skeptical Principle Animator.
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Under the Cadre, the Mass Produced Demigods could strike out on their own, independent of Thandir's precious time, and capable of crushing the Emperor's enemies with impunity. Slowly, but certainly, Lord Thandir's plans were coming to fruition, and he would soon smile upon a world purged of all filth, reverse-radiance and unfaithful.

And now, in the Imperial Seat below Heaven, in the Loka of the Cadre where their stronghold resided, amidst the churning factories and dark halls of the Mass Produced Demigods, the Central Master's most nefarious deed yet was being patented for use.


A terrifying new instrument of victory.
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Yet, these events begin in a more unlikely place. Deep in the city of Eikrise in Siegesia. Within the Bunker of the Psyops below the surface, in the vibrant environment of the Cat Boudoir...
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>>6147987
Are we going to grasp and/or witness FAT CAT TATS?

>>6147999
Aww, cute...
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Is that freckles? Neat
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CAT BOUDOIR

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dPAVvY-DUxw

Morning time. It's the start of another eventful day at the Bunker. The Cat Boudoir's artificial ceiling panels come alight with the slow burning hue of a simulated sunrise into bright blue, coinciding with the yawns of the many felines and therians that inhabited the compound. Automatic feeders bleeped to life, depositing chow.

This was the life. A comfortable place.

Now, it was time to get moving and onto the matters at hand...

[ Tutorial: Select events marked with a ( STORY ) tag to progress the sidequest's plot! Events marked as ( EXTRA ) are optional, but may contain many clues or interesting things... ]

>Select events to view.
> • (STORY) Catfight!
> • (STORY) Samurai in the summer.
> • (EXTRA) Poll closed, the results are in...
> • (EXTRA) I vandalize things. For freedom.
> • (EXTRA) Average sized breakfast.
> • (EXTRA) Long time no see... and I wish'edda stayed that way!
> • (EXTRA) The Greymalkin squad.
> • (EXTRA) I'm on the phone right now.
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>>6148008
>> • (STORY) Samurai in the summer.
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>>6148008
> • (EXTRA) Average sized breakfast.

Are write-in allowed? If so:
> • (EXTRA) Above average sized breakfast.
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>>6148008
> • (STORY) Samurai in the summer.
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>>6148008
> • (EXTRA) Average sized breakfast.
Most important meal of the day!
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>>6148021
+1

>>6148008
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Playing selected events...

(STORY EVENT: Samurai in the summer.)

"Uuuuughhhhh...."

The atmosphere of Psyops was always so busy outside the Atriums, no matter the time of day or night. And it was especially bad when the morning came. People had to get to their shifts, pick up from were they left off. The halls were a hazard in this bunker, so many risks ran of bumping into someone and making them drop their stack of papers... then you have to help them pick it up!

"I haaaate mornings..." She whined.

At least, as a Director, she had the privilege to have people always ensure they stepped out of her way. It removed some of the tedium, but then there was the long walks to get across this place and its floors. She wishes they'd permit use of a... a segway! Or something.

"Oh good, you're here!" Sang the ever peppy head of R&D upon her entrance.

"Krina... what do you want?"

Catastrovania yawned and stretched her arms, miffed at how many times that bot spammed her phone begging her to come down to the Research Offices block. She barely finished brushing her teeth...

"You're gonna love this. Alright, come here." Krina clapped. Catastrovania's lazy lid blinked halfway as she glanced at the red blurry thing stepping right towards her. She rubbed her eye and-

"GWEH! T... THAT'S A SAMURAI!"

"Hm hm! That's right!"

"WAH! AWA... W-What's that THING doing in here!? Are you crazy?! It could have a tracking device on it that'll-"

"Noooo! It's fine! Trust me! Ahaha! I made sure it wouldn't be a hazard to us here." Krina reassured her, placing a finger on her lips.

Catastrovania stared warily. It wasn't every day she saw an actual Chemical Immortal up this close. And not one in such... pristine condition. She watched as Krina removed the metallic ensui jingasa it wore.

"It... her face. It's so humanlike..."

"Yep. We found this Samurai in Yongesia. It seems we noticed a certain trend among their ranks, you might say. It seems the Samurai units less likely to see battle aren't completely molded into a faceless creature. Some Ashigaru are even produced with the intention of standing guard in the wards indefinitely." Krina explained.

"Hmm... because they'll be more comfortable for the people to be around."
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Likely because a human-like face was less frightening than how most of the faceless Chemical Immortals appeared. Not meant for intimidation, but clarity. The wards were full of poor, exploited people. Easy put two and two together. The Samurai had real, blonde dyed hair. Left over from conversion. Even some spots of paint meant to resemble some freckles she had prior to conversion? The point is, she would be less scary to have posted in your town.

"Hey, its-er, she's blinking. This one is working?" Catastrovania warily asked, stepping closer and leaning in, to which the unit recoiled slightly in confusion.

Krina sighed. "She is. See, I wanted to capture a Samurai to look at closer and the Yongesian ones were prime pickings since the wards aren't usually in danger. Plus, its more human-like construction is easier to put back together. I wanted to experiment and see if it was possible to reverse the seizure of their wills but...."

"What happened when you removed the Amulet?"

"Well, it was difficult. The Amulet chips suppress their souls... and removing one risks destroying the unit as a failsafe. It was hard, but I managed to pull it off, and now she has free will again. It's just... well, there wasn't much point in doing it right now. Remember, Ashigaru like her always have their memories wiped."

"So... you don't remember who you were at all? That's all completely gone?" Catastrovania mused.

"Who... I am?" The unit suddenly spoke, making her flinch.

The Samurai looked down at her hands; "I... don't know that."

Krina sipped on a mug of something. "See? She's oblivious. My hopes for being able to save Samurai by restoring their will is uncertain. Sure, morally, it would be right to save them all if possible. But at the same time... their past lives are obliterated. It's hard to ever tell which ones still have family living and which ones have outlived it all by now. They're just lost souls, living lost lives..."

"I am a Samurai. I was made to fight for the Emperor. But, I don't know why, I don't feel like fighting right now."

Catastrovania tilted her head.

"Do you want a name?"

"A name?" The Samurai unit asked, looking up.

"Hm... nyehhh. You're going to need a name... Let's see... Uhh... what to name you..."

...

A silence trespassed by slowly.
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...

Krina raised her finger. "How about-"

"Samurai.... Sss.... Sssssummers." Catastrovania spat out.

"Eh?"

"My name is Samurai Summers?"

"Yes. Well, I mean, it is now." Catastrovania nodded.

"Why that name?" Krina asked.

"Because it's summertime right now, and she's a Samurai who's only just now awakened during it! It'll mark the start of her new identity! The official zeroth anniversary of her very self!"

"I don't think things can have a "zeroth" anniversary..."

"It has already provoked her to think about it!"

Krina shrugged.

"Well, why not. Besides, this is what I wanted from you anyway. I'm gonna entrust Samurai Summers to you."

"Huh? Why me? Is this part of some hidden agenda..."

"No, I just understand you're fond of the Samurai culture."

Krina gave this sly smile as she walked away, out of the office. She gave a bunny fingers as she did; "Teach her lots, and more importantly, treat her right! Have fun you two!"

Leaving them alone. Catastrovania, all alone with this newly christened Chemical Immortal. The Samurai unit blinked, and looked at her. She looked right back.

"You will... teach me things?"

Cat glanced off to the side.

"...Like what?"

"Hm..."

>What... to teach her? What to show her? Something... anything...
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>>6148090
>Teach her Karaoke
Seems like a good place to get started
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>>6148090
>She gave a bunny fingers as she did
what are those ?
>>6148108
>+1
sounds like a good bonding activity
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>>6148108
+1

>>6148090
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>>6148157
>what are those ?
Index and middle finger up all others down.
Also called Taint Pincher.
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>>6148108
Seconding
I also would have tried teaching her the Blade, to show that mastery of one's self and purpose doesn't just ah r to be found in senseless war making but... Catastrovania dumb.
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Catastrovania gave the Samurai a once over. What Krina said was really starting to sink in. She could pretty much see it in the unit's eyes. Confusion. A being that pretty much had no ideas what to do. She really did just wake up all of a sudden, retaining nothing but the most basic, instinctual information on how to operate. She probably couldn't perceive reality itself very well.

She was basically alone.

Catastrovania knew how that felt. So, she takes it upon herself to help her. She knows what she has to do. She has to become this Samurai's friend!

"...Mmmrm.. uhh, um um.. uwaaahhaaa... wwwrr..."

"...?" Samurai Summers tilted her head. "What in the world are these sounds you're making?"

"N-Nothing. Look, just come with me." She said.

Bottling up the excitement of being able to say she has an actual bonafide Samurai friend now.

"ᴹ-ᴹʸ ˡᶦᶠᵉ ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ ᶦˢ ˡᶦᵏᵉ ᵃn ᵃnᶦᵐᵉ... ʷ-ʷᵒʷ..."

"What?"

"ʸ-ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒᵒ..."

"I... beg your pardon?"

"N-Nothing."

[...]

Samurai Summers could feel the stares she was getting as she walked behind Catastrovania. These people in the Bunker, they seemed to be wary of her. On guard, even.

"Why am I receiving such glares?"

"Huh? Oh. It's because you're a Samurai is all."

"Is that a bad thing here?"

"N-No! Definitely not! I mean, yes! W-Wait, no! Yes, but no! Look, it's complex. Really complex, beyond your understanding. I'll explain it later. We just got to get you... ah, 'liked', around here, first, is all."

It was for her best right now, being known as the one friendly Samurai the Psyops has ever known. And it would make it less likely that anyone picks on her or opens panic-fire if she goes wandering around. Plus, her plan would teach her some basic CULTURE while she was at it, leading Samurai Summers into the Bunker's staff bar.

Thankfully, not as crowded in the morning but she would be filming this on her phone for sure to post around. It would be viral within Psyops with enough time.

"Are you familiar with this?" Catastrovania said, pointing to a colorful device on a small stage setup within the lounge.

"...That is a microphone."

"...N-No, the thing it's attached to. It's a karaoke machine."

"Ah! A singing box. Yes, they have these in Yongesia. I have never used one." Summers said, smiling.

"Good, so then it'll be like a beginner's experience for you. Go on up there and take the mic."

"...You want me... to sing?"

"Hai. Go give karaoke a try. I'm sure it'll improve the way people look at you here if you do." She winked.

"Ah... Alright."

"Just grab the mic to activate the machine and pick your song, then it'll start."

Samurai Summers nodded, as unsure of it as she was. She marched towards the stage. Instantly, heads turned.

"Yo, check it out. Singing samurai."
"Holy shit."

Catastrovania snickered. Yes, it was all coming together now.
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"Excuse me, miss director?" Came one of the staff, walking up beside her; "Is... is that a Samurai? Are you sure it's a good idea to allow a Samurai to walk around in here?"

"Oh yeah." She scoffed. "She's harmless. She's a new addition around here. In fact, I'm in charge of her."

"Fascinating. You command even Samurai?"

"Tch. Yeah. I totally hacked into her all on my own and took direct control! I'm like, a master of Samurai now." She bragged.

"So you're totally in control. You can get her to do anything you want? Impressive. So it's all you that's making her sing up on stage?"

"Ye-Well, no, but- I mean, y-yeah! Of course! She's gonna sing some classic Y pop hits just because I told her to." Cat smirked.

"...?"

"...What's with that look?"

"Ma'am, the song playing is Woldorian metal."

Catastrovania's ears twitched. She looked towards the stage. That... that was a guitar... that... was an unrefined WESTERN guitar! What... what?! But... but she's a Samurai! Surely she would have picked a Yongesian single instead of one she didn't recognize! How could she... what is she even...?!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THE BEAR WENT OVER THE MOUNTAIN TO SEE WHAT HE COULD SEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! THE OTHER SIDE OF THE MOUNTAIN IS ALL THAT HE COULD SEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!"

Catastrovania fell backwards and nearly fainted, staff panicking at her sudden drop.
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(EXTRA EVENT: Above average sized breakfast.)

At an earlier point in this story, you might have read the line "Now, it was time to get moving and onto the matters at hand..." and have been left wondering what those matters possibly were. Well, these are the matters. It's a lot of matter, in pleasing shapes and forms.

The rising of steam from freshly cooked meat. Brown, opaque glaze trickling down the sides of segmented, fluffy mountains. Red strips of deliciousness still crackling and sizzling where it was. Oh yes, breakfast. Breakfast and its attractive aroma filled the air of the Cat Boudoir. This was a veritable feast set on a long table. Tray after tray and plate after plate.

Pancakes! Waffles! Sausage links, bacon, potatoes! Eggs and cheese and berries and milk and juice and bread and honey and more! Oh! More! Joy! JOY!

"Nyaaahhehehehehe..."

And the perpetrator of this feast was pleased. After all, her genius plans put it together.

It's such a simple facade. In the Cat Boudoir, the number of real cats somewhat outnumbered the Therians. But, by pretending that all the actual animal cats too were Therians and putting on fake voices and accents, Seannsa figured out she and her lackeys could order double the breakfast from the Psyops canteen. Ohhh, it was a dirty trick but a funny one.

"Feast tuh' yer' hearts contents, lasses, lads. Breakfast iss'on me! Nyaaaa~! Mark me words, erry' mornin' we'll have a smorgasbord tuh' eat here! Cheers for our new Cat Village! NYAAA~!"

"NYAAAA!"

"NYAAAA!"

"NYAAAA!"

"NYAAAA!"

These cats, suffice to say, were thriving on the "matters" at hand.
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"Meow meow."

"Mroooow!"

"Mm?"

Seannsa turned around, cheeks already full of chewed sausage. She swallowed as her loyal cats stacked on top of each other, clutching the end of a service line to the overarching chamber. She smirked and leaned in.

"Hello? Hello? Are you listening to me?" Came out the other end.

"NYAAAAAHAAHAHAAHAHAAAAAA!" Seannsa suddenly outburst, making the caller recoil from his phone; "Ye've reached the ear of Seannsa, goddess of the Cats and governess o' Luck. To whom doo'yiioh this pleasure to speak?"

"Ahm. Hello, yes. This is Mister Felwitz. You can just call me Hale, everyone does."

"..."

"...Right. I am the acting Deputy Executive."

"Ah, roight' ye' are. One of the bigwigs what runnin' this bunkah' n' all that."

"Quite. In fact, I am the primary financier of this operation and base. I'd like to speak on behalf of our absent Executive on a matter. I'm calling because I believe that we have learned that a number of Therian inhabitants of the Cat Boudoir have been... let's say, ah, performing certain actions that have reduced the stock of the Bunker's canteen and ah, dented the budget."

"Oh yeh'? And what koindah' actions those be?"

"Well, we think they are ordering double the breakfast and pretending the normal cats are Therians too in order to fool our staff. This has led to numerous complaints from our scientists! They too enjoy having their breakfast but to arrive only to find our eatery out of all they like... it's quite the frustration! You might imagine!"

"...Pfft...."

"...Y-... You're the one making them do this, aren't you?"

"M'hands be red." She rubbed it in his face.

Hale sighed.

"I don't suppose we might ease the amount of damage you and your Therians are doing to our supply of breakfast items through negotiation right now, might we?" He asked, worming a finger through the curly lines in contemplation.

"Depends." She said.

Hale has hardly ever interacted with Seannsa in place of Muna, and already he knew that trying to extract maximum benefits from her was impossible. She was a rather "my way or the highway" type.

That being said... he needs to reign her in. Damn it, Hale, you're the DEPUTY EXECUTIVE. Second to Muna, and she pretty much let you run the show all by yourself anyway so it might as well be second to non-a. Make. The. Point. Firm.

Come up... with a solution that doesn't draw her ire, make her start giving out bad luck in a hissy fit.

>"How about a diet?"
>"Perhaps you'd be interested in a kind of treat-rewards program?"
>"What if we found you a cook with skills worthy of the divine?"
>"I can have hoses installed in that Boudoir, you know."
>"I have cucumbers. Our staff are willing to use them."
>"You're fat."
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>>6148313
>"Perhaps you'd be interested in a kind of treat-rewards program?"
that cucumber line seems sussy
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>>6148313
>"Perhaps you'd be interested in a kind of treat-rewards program?"
This. Positive reinforcement goes a long way--granted we're dealing with shithead cat, but there's still a chance
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>>6148313
>"Perhaps you'd be interested in a kind of treat-rewards program?"

>>6148428
Cats are scared of cucumbers. Catgirls, the internet informs me, have mixed opinions...
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Hale tapped his knuckles against the desk and sighed. There was no room for making threats, less the cats become mad with wroth. They had to appease them through policy.

"Perhaps you and your lot would accept a kind of... treats-rewards program?"

"Bluddy 'ell, laddie, are ye' thinkin' we're dogs now?"

"Oh no, obviously cats such as yourself are much more intelligent than dogs. Surely, you could see the benefit in such a program?" He said, tugging at his collar; "Good behavior is rewarded with treats straight from the menu! And good behavior includes not gaslighting our staff into fulfilling more orders than is necessary. At any time of the day!"

"Hmm...."

Hale gulped.

"...How does that sound?"

Seannsa tapped her chin, pacing to the side as she pondered Hale's offer. Clearly, the man was saying whatever sounded pleasing to convince her. Hah! The thought of it was amusing. She practically held him hostage right now. She and her cats could hold the entire Bunker hostage at any time if they wanted. So why play by the rules of someone else when she was supposed to be treated like royalty?

"Ah, but t'ere I go, havin' made a promise to horsey." She sighed. She didn't want to displease her host and get kicked out. Not like the last time with Eikn and Ludwyhn.

Seannsa looked around at her fellow Therians enjoying the comforts of the Boudoir. It wasn't as though Psyops had ever mistreated them. No! Goodness no, the caretakers were always showering the cats with affection. It would be best not to bite that hand. Buuuut, at the same time, who can blame a cat for wanting to pull some feline tricks every now and then?

"Oil'right," she said, taking the service line in hand; "-yer' terms'r fair enuff."

"Splendid!" Hale said, sighing in relief; "For a moment I thought you were going to demand more! So relieving to see you're reasonable."

"Oi, don't push it."

"Not at all. After all, it's no different than a cat owner or cat lady scolding her cat over knocking down the vase or getting into trouble, isn't it?"

"Ug-guh!" Seannsa stammered; "O-Oi! Don't go implyin' any o' us or even I would 'tink aboot bein' yer' ninnies pet cats! We're strays, through'n'through, ya' hear?"

Hale raised his eyebrow. So much apprehension, yet she didn't sound like she hated the idea. Why?

"Oh, but I've heard from the caretakers that some of the Therians have even bonded with them in that sort of relationship. I was sure things are going swimmingly down there... Are you certain you've not become completely taken with it?"

"W-What?! They do?! Aurgh.... w-well, thas' them, bampot." Seannsa insisted; "Not me. I'm a stray till' the end. Yep yep."

"Well, if you insist."

"Bah! Go on not believin' me. Do whatever."

She hung up the service line and cast it to her servants.

"Pfftsh... ain't no way." She shook her head, returning to the table side and gazing down at all that breakfast. "Now... where was I?"
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>Select events to view.
> • (STORY) Catfight!
> • (EXTRA) Poll closed, the results are in...
> • (EXTRA) I vandalize things. For freedom.
> • (EXTRA) Long time no see... and I wish'edda stayed that way!
> • (EXTRA) The Greymalkin squad.
> • (EXTRA) I'm on the phone right now.
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>>6148570
> • (EXTRA) The Greymalkin squad.
Oh shiiiit
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>>6148570
> • (STORY) Catfight!
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>>6148570
> • (EXTRA) The Greymalkin squad.
My curiosity is piqued...
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>>6148572
> • (EXTRA) The Greymalkin squad.
Oooooh, neato
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>>6148570
>• (EXTRA) I vandalize things. For freedom.
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(EXTRA EVENT: The Greymalkin Squad)

Breakfast came and went fast, and Seannsa was now satisfied where she lay, a full belly pert of it, on her favorite couch in the midst of the Boudoir. All around, her cats played and lazed, grooming their paws and running free.

"Meow!" Came one of the Therians in cat form, racing to her side on the couch arm. She opened her one eye and her ear twitched as the cat leaned in and whispered.

"Ah! They're foi'nally ere'! Thas' great! Send them in!"

She clapped her hands.

And lo, the distinct trio of a calico, siamese and shorthair cat skipping fro. Once they came hither to their goddess, the three of them stopped, and hopped, transforming in the air.

"Here we are to answer our call this time!"

"Never late, we always fall in line!"

"The three of us, we're looking fine!"

"Hylan!"

"Faeryn!"

"Monroe!"

"WE ARE THE GREYMALKIN!"

Seannsa's eye twitched, and a sweat bullet ran down her brow.

Always flashy and making a scene, these three. They were her personal minions, one might say. Partners in crime. Toadies. They did whatever she asked of them and only wanted praise in return, the little scamps. She couldn't deny them the pleasure of the iconic group poses they enjoyed, seeing as they were so useful to her.

It was high time they linked up!

"Yer' all looking square as yoo'shul. How go'sit in the Cat Village?"

"Nyan-nyan. All clear, boss."

"No more sightings of 'that man' as of late."

"Metrocop presence at all time standard, nyah."

"Mmm..."

How strange. 'That Man' failing to show up for once? Things really might be looking up for the Village then. There's nothing good from somebody as obsessed as he. Seannsa was relieved.

"Awaiting orders, boss."

>Setting up add...

> [ Tutorial: In this sidequest, the party will be limited to exclusively two party members. Options will be limited as a result. Adds will be used to make up for this. Adds can be acquired through EXTRA events, but be wary, as they can be missed! Adds can be called independently of any MP usage! ]
> [ The Greymalkins are a basic add. They provide HP, MP and ceiling restoratives. Their add abilities are: Large Party-Wide HP Restore, Large Party-Wide MP restore, and 2+ Ceiling Raise. ]

>Configure Greymalkin Add: Advanced HP restore. (Large > Full party-wide HP restore)
>Configure Greymalkin Add: Advanced MP Restore. (Large > Full party-wide MP restore)
>Configure Greymalkin Add: Advanced Ceiling Raise. (2+ raise > 4 + raise)
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>>6148629
Hmm...
>Configure Greymalkin Add: Advanced Ceiling Raise. (2+ raise > 4 + raise)
We could use faster ceiling raises.
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>>6148629
>Configure Greymalkin Add: Advanced Ceiling Raise. (2+ raise > 4 + raise)
MORE POWER
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>>6148629
>Configure Greymalkin Add: Advanced Ceiling Raise. (2+ raise > 4 + raise)
While I wanted the hp, this will be more worthy even when we're bruised for new battles.
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"Aye. Fer now, I've naught a'ting tah' ask now. Why don't yer'hall make yerselves at home until I have work. Besides! This place be plenty neat. I'm thinkin' it'll be a good candidate fer a secon' Cat Village sumday! Eyhehehehehe!"

"Roger!"
"Roger!"
"Roger!"

The trio saluted their goddess and then shrank back down to their feral states, scurrying off in the opposite direction. Seannsa reclined and let herself sink into the sofa, the day going by.

>Add configured.
>Obtained Add: Greymalkin Squad.
>Abilities:
• Greymalkin Cheer (Large Party-Wide HP Restore)
• Greymalkin Praise (Large Party-Wide MP Restore)
• Greymalkin Rancor (Raises Party Ceiling by Four Ranks)
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(STORY EVENT: Catfight!)

It all started out so very simply. Seannsa was lazing still on the sofa. Catastrovania strolled into the Cat Boudoir, showing her new friend around. Seannsa happened to take a peek and that's how she spotted the goods.

A box of macarons from the canteen's dessert selection. Delectable. Colorful. Sweet.

She licked her chops. Although she shouldn't, after having a big breakfast... well, she still loved a good dessert after every meal to top it off with. She decided to push the issue and shifted into the shape of a cat.

Like a black streak, she sped across the floor, with speed well beyond one with her weight. And she snatched the box free of the hands of one she favored when it came to targets to pick on, to deride! To show their place! Catastrovania yelped!

"M-My MACARONS!"

An offense, it be!

'N-No no no no no... she's embarrassing me again... in... in front of my new friend?! Has she no shame?! NO DIGNITY!?' Catastrovania seethed. She could feel her veins filling... with anger! Or blood, that could be it too - 'I... I can't be made to look like a FOOL... a DOTARD... a LOSER, in front of her!'

Catastrovania leered at the shape of that fat dwarfish furball trotting away with her box.

'How dare you...'

"...HOW DARE YOUUUUU!"

The Therians around were drawn to the scene. It was happening again...

"Catfight!" One of them shouted.

Catastrovania clenched her fists.

"Now's the time, Summers! I'll show you what TRUE JUSTICE looks like! My real power! I'M TAKING IT BACK!"

"What do you mean?!"

"We punish evildoers here at Psyops! And that's what I'm about TO DO! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-.........!"

Seannsa smirked.

In all the universe, there was one who bent fate like none other. Luck, as it was called, was in fact no more than the simple bending of the forces of predestination and probability itself. In probability, there lied a simple, chaotic background of chance, and with probability bent, one could potentially seek out any outcome, bringing themselves closer to the outcome desired. In chance, all outcomes were possible. This was called Chaos. Chaos allowed anything, it only took chances for something to prosper. Seannsa bent probability through Luck, she placed things within her divisions of good and bad luck to distance them from chances or bring them closer. And she was always in her own sphere of good luck.

Therefor, there was no chance anything bad could happen to her...

"MRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWW!" She hollered.

"HAAAAAH!" Catastrovania yelled.

Seannsa... was thwarted. Bashed aside. The Macarons reclaimed...

Good luck.... had failed her in this instant.
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...And why?

It didn't make any sense. Logically speaking, it was nigh impossible for someone as pathetic as Catastrovania to ever hope to lay a hand on her. And yet...

"Ouf!"

Seannsa transformed back into a humanoid incarnate, skidding across the floor, trounced. She picked herself up, wobbling on her feet as she shook her head. Blinking at the uncertainty.

"Wha..."

What just happened?

"...Tha'... tha' doesn't make a lick of... sense..."

Did it really just happen? She questioned the reality of her situation. Is she sure that Catastrovania isn't currently stuck in a wall after crashing into it? She looked at her paws. No... this was real. SHE was the one who got battered.

"Buh'... buh' how...?!"

Wasn't she lucky?

"Hah!"

She looked up. Catastrovania held the box of desserts victoriously.

"You just made me stronger."

Seannsa was speechless.

"My domain's Victory... so beating YOU just made me stronger!" She boasted; "Summers, catch." She said, passing the macaron takeout to her.

Seannsa growled. Catastrovania snarled.

"Oiugh! 'Ooo in the BLOODY ell' do ye' think ye' are, smackin' me aroon' loik' tha'?!"

"Who do YOU think you are, that you just get to steal my stuff, that there isn't consequences for your actions?!"

Like two lions about to sink claws into each other, they both approached, ready to go at it.

"W-Wait! Hold on!" Samurai Summers said from behind, halting them; "I-Isn't this a bit ridiculous, fighting over desserts? There's plenty... you could both just share it."

"And embarrass meself' conceding to a lesser kitty in front of mah' Therians?!"
"And accept defeat and dishonor myself as a noble ronin, disgracefully?!"


Summers didn't know what to do.

"Hah. So much for your "Luck"... better not push your Luck now." Catastrovania mocked her.

"Why you little..."

Was there any other choice but to push her luck though? What would her loyal cats think if she was the loser today...?

>Push luck.
>(Write in)
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>>6148746
>Push Luck.
The outcome will be hilarious in either direction. There's no other choice.
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>>6148746
>Push luck.
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>>6148746
>Push luck.
pump it
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>>6148746
>>Push luck.
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"Push me luck...?! Puck me luck, now issit'?!"

Seannsa grit her teeth. There wasn't any way she was going to allow this KIT to backtalk HER in front of all the cats SHE ruled. Her pride couldn't allow this to go any other way!

She decided to push her Luck and fight!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KZcC1oK291I

And as Luck would have it...
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...she once again wasn't very lucky, and got beaten to a pulp easily by Catastrovania, and arrested in a brutal, tight choking hold.

"NGH...! Kgh...!"

"Go on... admit it. You lose."

"N-...NEVER! I'll... Nnn! Never lose tuoh'... tuoh' KITTEN like yew!"

"I am VICTORIOUS this day, fatso! It's time to admit it!"

"NYYYOOOO!"

Seannsa felt her face turning red. Both in embarrassment and from the hold she couldn't escape! Damn it all! Why was this happening?! Where in the world did her Luck go?! Her Luck would have made this kitten slip and fall and knock herself out by now! Why wasn't Luck working?! Why wasn't her victory probable this time?!

Seannsa glanced forward, at all her cats. Both animal and Therian alike seemed shocked to see her handled so easily.

"F...Ffffeck....!"

"Now, Seannsa, the loser.... you will admit that I, Catastrovania Strifaust Morituros IX have prevailed! You will admit that I am the apex! Admit that 'I' am the one on top! Ever since you came here, you've done nothing but obscure me in your shadow! No more! Now, I am the one who has surpassed you!"

My god, she always talks like an anime character.

"Now... ADMIT IT!" She demanded, tightening her grip.

>Give up. Admit that Catastrovania is the best of all and that you, Seannsa, are a FRAUD and a HACK by comparison.
>NEVER!
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>>6148820
>Give up. Admit that Catastrovania is the best of all and that you, Seannsa, are a FRAUD and a HACK by comparison.
But mumble it and try to rephrase it to be less humiliating.
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>>6148820
>NEVER!
Lol nah
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>>6148820
>NEVER!
Clearly she's using SOMETHING up to do this shit!! She has to exhaust whatever it is EVENTUALLY!!!
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>>6148820
>NEVER!
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>>6148820
>NEVER!
Impossible... a mere fluke! All of our bad luck must've caught up to us! There, that's all!
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>>6148820
>Give up. Admit that Catastrovania is the best of all and that you, Seannsa, are a FRAUD and a HACK by comparison.
Moggovania, I knew
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"...Nawt... even iffdh' forshes of teh' Afterseas itself swore teh' torture me for eternity in their WORST o' ways iffi' refused would pawsibly' convince meh' to ever, EVER admit yer' mah' BETTER, CAT!"

"Tch!"

Catastrovania release Seannsa, letting her fall to her knees. Summers timidly stepped closer.

"I-I think she's had enough. There's no reason to keep fighti-"

"Then if you won't admit it..." Catastrovania hissed, reaching to the air.

In her hand, a dull flicker formed the silvery shape of her own weapon. Her katana.

"-I'LL END Y-"

"That's enough, you two."

She froze immediately, looking up to the serene presence stepping down the stairs into the Cat Boudoir now. Seannsa sighed, and Catastrovania scrambled to hide her killing intent and weapon behind herself, adopting a nervous grin.

"A-Ah! M... Miss Executive!"

"Orsey'..."

Her name was Muna. She was the head of Psyops. She was the one catalyst that brought everyone together in the bunker. She was rather disappointed. "Catastrovania... you know better."

"N-Not sure what you mean..."
"Wait, she's the founder?" Summers mumbled with a tilted head.

Muna waved her hand; "There's nothing to see here people, move along now."
The crowd began to disperse as she approached Seannsa, defusing the scene. Seannsa stood up and brushed herself off before squinting at the Qilin.

"Ahhh, I see ya' got yerself' some new rags."

"Yes. Namithene made them for me when I got done meeting her a while ago. She calls it "regalia". I'm quite taken with it." She nodded; "I was coming by for you, actually."

"How pitiful I must look, havin' to have me hide saved by yer' likes." Seannsa grumbled.

Muna shook her head; "Not at all. I was going to step in sooner but I needed to see... and now I can confirm it for sure."

Seannsa tilted her head. She means to say she was PURPOSEFULLY letting the fight go on? She's got to be kidding her! She was getting her arse kicked and she just watched!?

"So... what exactly ave' yew confirmed? This betteh' be important if I ad' to get me arse slapped ovah' it!"

"Trust me. It is. I'm sure you noticed too... but your Luck didn't seem to work just now."

Seannsa looked at the floor, frowning and cringing with impotence.

"Come to the command center later." Muna suggested; "You too, Catastrovania. You'll both want to see this..."

Seannsa sighed as Muna bowed and turned about, leaving the Boudoir as soon as she came. She looked over Catastrovania, who shot her a venomous glare. They'd settle this another time. For now, Catastrovania retreated to her room with Summers in tow, intent on enjoying a few of those macarons before the new bombshell was dropped later. Seannsa began padding off, arms crossed...

...She snickered, opening her paw to reveal she managed to nab a single of the macarons in the struggle. She wasn't completely sloppy just then!
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> • (EXTRA) Poll closed, the results are in...
> • (EXTRA) I vandalize things. For freedom.
> • (EXTRA) Long time no see... and I wish'edda stayed that way!
> • (EXTRA) I'm on the phone right now
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>>6149065
>> • (EXTRA) Poll closed, the results are in...
Glad we didn't kneel. That would have followed us FOREVER
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>>6149067
>• (EXTRA) Poll closed, the results are in...
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>>6149065
> • (EXTRA) Poll closed, the results are in...
The time has come to consult the common consensus.
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(EXTRA EVENT: Poll closed, the results are in...)

Was there perhaps some lingering shadow that followed every person's actions in Hainei? What would you call something related to consequences here? Karmic retribution? Poetic justice? Finding a name to describe the deeds catching up was difficult...

...So, of course, Seannsa had made many enemies and rivals over the course of her life. It was simply in her nature. According to her, the unwillingness of others to accept the innate superiority of feline creatures. Thankfully, her relationship with the ever popular figure of Wolfboy around the Psyops was far less toxic than that of her rivalry with the intelligence director, but it was bound to happen. She was a cat, she represented cats. He was a wolf, a hound, a dog, born to represent the animal kingdom, and her polar opposite. From a certain point of view, the idea that canines enjoyed predation of felines, the small ones at least, as all forms of predation, was under his reign. She, of course, made a sort of enemy in him.

Her often abrasive way of interacting with others was not limited to the few members of staff and the NEET of the Boudoir she picked on. Wolfboy was too targeted. She wholly admits she started it, but what began as offhand slurs thrown his way he entirely and deliberately continued in some petty endeavor to prove mankind's love for his kind was far greater than that of their love for hers.

They met at a steel grey crossroads, otherwise known as "the hallway outside the Boudoir", and he snickered his snarky giggle at her sight.

"Oil'right. I'll bite. What's so funneh', midget?"

"Oh, nothing. Just enjoying the results that came in."

"Of? For?"

He grinned; "Well, it's a funny thing! Ever since Catastrovania taught me more about how to use these electronics that humans are so fond of, I discovered this thing they call a 'poll'. Let's just say I decided to poll the entire Psyops..."

She held her tongue. She knew he had something he'd probably been waiting all day to rub in her face. He even put on the corny shirt reading "It's a dog eat cat world" before he set out today. She debated whether he deserved the attention in this little game.

"...Kay'. So what? Ye' find out that a'hundred pur'sent ov' pee-pole 'ate 'ow smelly ye' mutts be?" She raised her eyebrow.

Smugly, Wolfboy held up his personal smart device, the poll on it reading '77%' versus '23%' - "As you see here, the vast majority of people in Psyops prefer dogs over cats!"

A statistic more or less founded upon Woldorian biases. This was a continent where hunting game with hunds as vanguard was a national pastime.

"So HAH! In your face!" He said proudly; "You might say that makes cats better because there's more dumb people so they pick dogs, but not here! Everyone at Psyops is smart! They have to be! And if they pick dogs... that means we're better!"

The childlike cogs in his head are hot. Still... she felt a twinge of disdain!

>Her comeback? (Write in)
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>>6149176
>Spray him in the face with a spray bottle
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>>6149176
>"The majority of them are woldorians, so of course they'll dislike cats. What matters is that we're respected and treated like the superior beings that we are."
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"Bah! Yer' pullin' a cheap one." She huffed, looking away.

"Am not!" He barked; "The results speak for themselves!"

"Ye', an' most of them are Woldorians, ye' dimwit. Course d'ere gunna loik' dogs more than cats. The fact is, us cats're treated much better. Yer' kind are bashic'lly hound dogs to 'em. Hmhm. Yer kind ar' used to trek through dirt'n'bogs to hunt. Yer kind 'ava grand expectation tuh' come home tuh' a bowl o' sloppy chow fer all ye' do. Maybe if yer lucky, they trow ye' a bone or a slab o' meat erry' now'n then. An' what do we cats here afta' look forward tuu' erry' night, right'n this very Bunker n'facc?"

Wolfboy's smile wavered, and now Seannsa was grinning in turn. He crossed his arms - "W... Whatever. I don't care what you have to say. You weigh like five thousand pounds."

"From all'de triboot, nyeh."

"I get treated like royalty too..."

"Well duh! Cuz' yer Wolfboy. Yer' a demigod now, course you can avvas' much meat as ye' want. Yer' one offa' kind, but not erry' dog is getting the same treatment. Most'a them are laying in dirt roight now, but where's most'a the cats here at? Ah, roight. In there comfy beds. Erry' wunna' them pampered."

Wolfboy grit his teeth. He walked past her, storming right off. "D-Doesn't matter! Us dogs are still smarter! Still stronger! We're still better!"

Seannsa giggled. She didn't worry. He'd forget all about it by tomorrow, either on his own or he'd get consoled by Shennu nannying him again and then likely later seek to come up with something else to find to dispute her with in the hopes of "winning" this feud. It's just how it be. Perhaps one might say she was too cruel. Well, she wouldn't be a cat then. The cat had to keep its character!

>Wolfboy Status: Angered!
>Failed to obtain Wolfboy Add: Throw Wolfboy (Heavy Physical Attack to all foes), Wolfen-Shield (Negate Phys Attack on One Ally for a single turn)
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Maybe she should just spray him with some water in a bottle next time to pee him off more. Perhaps not, he might start putting buckets above doors in the Boudoir or picking on her about how cats hate water... Best not give him any ideas.

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>>6149284
> • (EXTRA) I vandalize things. For freedom.
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>>6149284
> • (EXTRA) I vandalize things. For freedom.
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(EXTRA EVENT: I vandalize things. For freedom.)

The incessant sounds of spraying. The noxious fumes filling her nostrils. Catastrovania Strifaust Morituros IX winced, turned towards the open window of her living and away from her computer and its blue radiance.

"Nyehhh..."

She stood up and swiftly stepped over, intending to slam it shut and block out that abhorrent whiff, but that's when she noticed the source of it. She peeked out of her window, squinting. Right there, on the roof just below the level of her apartment on the rise that stood at the top, there was a man, one of those olive green clad jackboots, standing on the stairwell. What was it again? "Asthma" or something? Whatever they called the soldiers.

"Huh? What the-"

He was... spraying graffiti on the Therian building rise with an assortment of cans of spray paint of many colors, surrounded by cats.

"H... Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" She yelled.

He flinched, looking around until he panned up towards her. "Oh. Uh, hi." he stammered out.

"Who said you could go around spraying that junk all over the place and stinking it up?!"

He shrugged. "Well, nobody said I couldn't. Plus, I think the cats like the way it looks."

"Who even are you?!"

"..I'm... I'm Jake. From propaganda team."

"..."

"It's uh, it's under the Intelligence Department. Some of us are transfers from Rapid Response Team. We report to GOA."

"...?"

"Giles Osman Aken. You know, the team lead."

Oh yeah, there was a guy named that, technically one of the people she was in charge of...

"Wait a second, why are they transferring jarheads like you into my department?"

"Uh, GOA wanted people with artistic talent so I applied because it's uh, it's less bullets flying at me. Iunno, I like graffiti. They just ask me to spray graffiti that makes us look good on buildings."

"Then why are you spraying HERE!?"

"I like this place. I like the cats a lot." He admitted, stroking one that wouldn't leave his arm with the back of his glove; "Iunno I just really like the cats and I like the graffiti so I just, yeah I just thought I'd just you know, just put some more color in here you know. Just put some graffiti on some of the walls."

"..."

"Uh, some of my dudes, they call me "Spray Guy", cuz I like, I always have cans of spray paint on me." He said, his speech wandering even more. "Iunno I-I think, I think it's cool. Like, if I ever got into a fight with a Samurai, I could just like, I spray their eyes, so they can't see."

"..."

"To stab me."

"There is a man who wants to spray my eyes with paint?"
"No Summers, g-go back to the Kotatsu, I've got this."

Oh no, he's spraying again.

"Cut that out!"

"I just, I just thought you know, I'd just... yeah. Just make it look cool."

He's spraying a bunch of Lucky Cat caricatures on the building - "I think it looks good. Does it looks cool? Am I cool? I think I am. Am I cool?"

>No.
>Maybe.
>Yeah.
>Y-You too.
>Kuso.
>BAKA!
>(Write in.)
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>>6149336
>Dude, I don't wanna breathe paint fumes!
>You COULD be cool but you gotta paint something sick like *shows him her vast collection of mangas*
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"Dude, I don't wanna breathe your paint fumes!" She squealed from the window.

Spray Guy flinched again. He lowered his head, looking guilty over his actions; "I... uh, I'm sorry ma'am. I didn't mean to offend." He said, peering back up, only to shake his head and do a double take - "Wait, you're the Intelligence Director. Shit! Please don't fire me! I'm sorry, I didn't mean t-"

"Bro, cool it. I'm not gonna 'fire' you."

She wasn't even sure that was how it worked anyway. Could she get someone reprimanded? Probably. Court martialed? Has anyone in Psyops ever even been court martialed yet? Is that a thing around here? There was that one rogue Taalumah but they let him go didn't they...

"Huff... you MIGHT be cool if you were painting something worth looking at." She said off handed.

"Elaborate." Came his simple response, so she squinted at him.

"Dude, lucky cats are so generic. Do you have any idea how many places there are that you can see those things? They're like, soooo generic. You should paint something with actual taste. You need to show off that you have a sense of taste! Like painting your favorite manga character on a wall!"

"You mean... those comic book things?"

"THEY ARE NOT COMIC BOOKS! They're much better than that! Like this!" She said, running over and then back to the window, showing off the latest chapter of her hit serialized manga creation, Super Dark Valkyrie. This chapter, the daring darkly duel wielding anti-heroine AYANE C'IEFUL MASTORIA THE THIRD faces the final villain of the Esteemed Pillagers of Kessen No Chi arc, the Heightened Radial Last Dalmatian Kami of Bloodshed, Chinurashi-no-Kami-Tomaranai.

"W-Woah..." He began, reaching up to catch the manga as she dropped it to him, looking over the fine artwork of its spine and font; "I never bothered to try reading this stuff before like all the other guys in my unit do. This looks pretty cool... So... if I started taking inspiration from this, I could become even cooler?"

"Hai." Catastrovania nodded.

"Wow! That's... that's amazing! I don't know why I didn't think of this before!" He said; "I'm gonna start reading right away. Thanks, Miss Director! Ah... Thank you very much!"

He left. Catastrovania shut her window; "...Heh... free shilling." She thought. With some luck, he'd be coming back asking for more and then drawing her characters all over the place. Hell, maybe even as nose art on a plane. It'll be so much free shilling without her even paying for advertisements! She rubbed her palms and giggled to herself!

"...Hehehehe... hahahaha.... ahahaha! AHAHAHAHAHAHA! MWUAHAHAH-"

"What are you laughing at?"

"N-Nothing, Summers!"

>Obtained Add: Spray Guy.
>Abilities:
• Spray And Pray (Shoots target in the eyes, forcing a miss for one round)
• Aquamarine Charge (Luck-based chance of inflicting Death Knell)
• Paint Bomb (Luck-based chance of inflicting Seal)
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>>6149384
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>>6149390
>+1
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(EXTRA EVENT: I'm on the phone right now.)

BY MY POWER

...

"By the way, did you check the intake pipes?"

"Yeah, you gotta make sure they're clean."

...

"My goodness. I hope he isn't too upset after getting splashed in the face like that."

"Yeah. Mhm... Hah!"

...

"Pretty easy, you just have to tighten the valves with something graded for containing that matter. Aquamarine can work."

"Oh, orrrr maybe try hard light. Yeah no, the latticework cannot be hurt. That's crucial to the vacuum tubes. Solvent might leak through and cause a break down."

...Catastrovania peered around the corners of the Research Offices block. She thought she heard Krina's voice down this way and took some steps forward, ears twitching. She rounded the corner of another hall and saw the scientist there. "Krina...?"

"Wait just a minute, important phone call!" Krina told her with a smile, raising a finger to her lips to shush her up. She leaned back against the wall and pressed her digits to the side of her head.

"Everything should be fine after that. I mean, I'm pretty sure you'll have supply for the demand. Yeah... mhm. Nah. Wouldn't try that."

...

"Risking a lot, but I'm sure it'll be worth it once you see the end result. Yeah, you'll definitely be satisfied, it's more than you wanted. Hah. Yeah. Alright, sure. Yeah, anytime. Bye now~"
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...

The metahuman lowered her hands and sighed, easing off the wall and orienting herself. She looked down at Catatrovania and smiled; "Sup?"

"What was that about?"

"Oh, nothing. Just walking some numbskull through something is all." Krina said. Catastrovania fidgeted.

"Well... Ah... s-so, about Summers..."

"Anything happen?" She asked, beginning to walk along with Catastrovania, who nodded and spoke quietly; "So... she says her... ch-chemical restorative is running low... I don't want her to shut down."

"Oh, dear me, that's not good."

"D... Do we have anymore?! I... don't want her to go offline!"

"Hmm... Nah, we can do better. C'mon, let's take her to my table. I'm gonna modify her a little, give her something better than the chemicals so her organic parts don't go bad."

"You can really do that?!"

"Yeah. I'm metahuman myself! I'll let you in on a little secret... between the two of us, I don't have any worries about expiring because I use dark matter to prolong my parts keeping me alive. If you want... I can make sure Samurai Summers lives forever too." She whispered.

"Y... Yes! Please!"

"Hmhm! Alright, let's go then!"

And the two of them went off...
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>Note: Selecting this story event will progress to the next chapter. Extra events of this chapter will all be skipped and missed.

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> • (STORY) The False Probability Generator.
> • (EXTRA) Long time no see... and I wish'edda stayed that way!
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>• (EXTRA) Long time no see... and I wish'edda stayed that way!
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(EXTRA EVENT: Long time no see... and I wish'edda stayed that way!)

Better to get this whole thing cleared up than idle. The sooner the root of the problem was touched up, the better, and Seannsa didn't feel so lazy this time. She made herself proper and began her march towards the command room of Psyops, tailed by her Greymalkins. She boarded the second floor elevator going up. And when the door opened...

"Nay... culdn't be..."

She saw a pair of Woldorians in uniform saluting a man before they turned to be led away by one of the Psyops officers. That man... he had a cape on. There was a few individuals she knew of that wore capes often, but the one that came most to mind...

He turned around, and spotted her. Instantly, his expression contorted to one of utmost contempt as she stepped foot out of the elevator. She knew this was unavoidable... for when Ludwyhn saw someone who sparked his vitriolic side, he couldn't help himself but get a word in.

"Well, well, well... lookit' what we 'ave 'ere. A fat lump on legs." He spat.

"Aye, 'n one that acshually tinks too unlike yer' goat brained self, lambkin." She retorted.

"I'd watch me tongue, Seannsa. I been hearin' ye've been down on yer luck..." He chuckled.

She hissed.

"Move aside, lambkin. I got no toim' fer ye' smelly self." She said, trying to step past, only to stop as he edged in front of her, swishing that damn cape. "Oh, but I tink' ye' do 'ave sum' toim' fer a quick word. Oh, trust me, a little word don't take no toim'..."

She felt her nerves pulse. Nobody was going to notice and help her when Ludwyhn was involved. Not this time... not with the luck being like it is. She had no choice but to be confronted; "Spittit' out then...!"

"Ye' know, ye've caused a great deal'a harm to me nation, me people in the past... I tink ye' know that." He scowled.

Once upon a time, Seannsa lived with Eikn, but she took no part in the Woldorian Pantheon. She lent no assistance to Woldor and his grand plans for the World of Mythology. For this, Ludwyhn hated her.

"Ye' freeloadin' fat sacka' crap!" He spat in her face; "Ye' no good, deceitful, cowardly little pest! Me da' shuld'ave crushed ye' alive!"

Ludwyhn loathed Seannsa and made it his goal to harass her every day she lived in Eikn's hold. But it got to the point that, fed up with how his spiels and rants had no effect on her steely composure, he ordered his Heer to demonize cats in Siegesia, even leading a mass euthanasia of strays. In retaliation... Seannsa caused such bad luck, Woldoria was ravaged by the Khanate and Trinity, and its border shrunk. The crested peninsula was lost and old Zahnlauf was slaughtered, along with tens of thousands of innocents.

Enraged by what she'd done, Woldor hounded her out of his lands, breaking her power over Siegesia and nearly killing her with his great axe. She fled and never returned. But Ludwyhn? He still hated her, to this day.
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"Ye're lucky Muna tolerates yer existence, or I'dda done skinned ye' alive meself by now." He finished.

"Is d'ere a point to this?" She quipped.

"Ye' owe me an apoolagee." He demanded.

"Go feck yerself', ye' started it." She said.

"Fine. Don't wanna admit yer' a sack of yoo'sless crap? Then there's wun' way tah' settle things..." He said, raising his fist with only his index extended.

She winced...

The Fortamailmér... the Prevailing Finger. An old trick invented by Ludwyhn himself, since used as a cultural custom among Siegesians. It was a one fingered handshake, done more or less like an arm wrestling contest. It was a sacred act meant to measure the will of two beings through magic, and the one whose will is greater would prevail, whilst the other collapses pitifully.

"Go on... let's do this, kitty." Ludwyhn taunted her.

To deny the Fortamailmér was the greatest admittance of cravenness in all of Woldoria... if she denied him, he would surely make the entire world, and all other gods know she was forever a cowardly wench. But if she did the Fortamailmér and lost... he could place a curse on her!

>Push by and flee. There's no time to engage Ludwyhn.
>Accept and try to overcome his will with a prevailing finger.
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>>6149681
>Accept and try to overcome his will with a prevailing finger.
since it's a battle of wills and not exactly strengths, she can do it
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>>6149681
>Accept and try to overcome his will with a prevailing finger.
Fortune is inherently linked to boldness! Those with reckless courage!! Are we really letting some form of outside interference with our luck get us down?! Nay!!!
WE'RE GOING TO ONE-UP BLONDIE AT ALL COSTS. HYAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!
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>>6149681
>Accept and try to overcome his will with a prevailing finger.
As much as any cat has nothing to prove, we have to show we're superior to any feckless catskinner, luck or no!
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"...Very well, Ludwyhn."

Seannsa faced him with a straight face. Although she had no confidence without her Luck... if it came to a contest of will, she might just be able to prevail but... this was the self-proclaimed "commander of all heroes" himself. His will was as immense as his immaturity was.

Ludwyhn has only ever been defeated in the Fortamailmér contest by Woldor himself.

Seannsa raised her paw and hooked her finger around his, beginning the contest. Immediately, they both began to strain against other, great pressure building in their ligaments. Ludwyhn's vein bulged on his forehead, and Seannsa's hairs stood up.

Her will had to be greater than his.

>Roll 1d6
>Best of three.
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>>6149743
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE
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>>6149743
FAT cat getting mogged again
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Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>6149743
AAAAAAAAAAAAARGHHHHHHHHHH
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>>6149681
>Push by and flee. There's no time to engage Ludwyhn.
Being craven isn't the worst thing, as a cat.
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Oh... Bit late. And, wow, yikes.
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Seannsisters, our response ?
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She didn't know what was going on, but if she was going to reclaim her Luck, she needed will greater than even his! She needed it!

And yet...

"NNGH!"

She couldn't overcome the force of his will. She lost to him almost instantly, falling to her knee and clenching her hand. Her Greymalkins gasped. Ludwyhn frowned at her and turned around, not even bothering to look at her.

"Pathetic." He said; "Thas' yer best? Ya' really are yoo'sless."

"Y... Gn! Ye' won yer precious leetal contest. Yer happy now? Gonna lay a curse 'pon me for yer wretched sat'hasfashion?!"

"..."

"Ye' know, ya' let erry'woon down, Seannsa."

"Don't ye' dare even go there-"

"I will! Ye' let down me mother, ye' disa'poonted me da. Ye' were liked back there. Even I didn't 'ate yer guts. But ye'... ye' di'int want tah pull yer weight. Ye' thought ye' could jus' live without contribootin'. Ye' didn't offer us anythin' in return."

"Maybe, jus' maybe, not erry'wun wans'tah be forced into joinin' yer pantheon whether they loik' it or not." She said, standing again.

Ludwyhn still didn't face her, shaking his head; "Ye' gotta pick a side, sooner or later. That's the way ittis'. What son wuld watch the good graces offis' parents get used loik' that? They loved ya' but they didn't see how wrong it looked. Damn it all... Seannsa, yer the one who still claims to be a stray."

"And yew wanna tell me this shite, when you joined these people?" She said, motioning about.

"...Da and ma told me to."

"Roight... cuz' they wanted ya' to get over this shite like yer pullin' nyow. Even roight' fuckin' now, when yer arse is here, willfully donatin' yer precious army to their cause, ye' still haffa' nerve to tell me about pickin' sides and contributin' to causes. The lambkin who got pissed at me wuld'na approved."

"Shut yer trap... I 'eard enough of yer junk. From now on, yer hunger will haunt ye'. Thas' mah curse. For losing the Fortamailmér. Deal wittit', wench."

Ludwyhn walked off. Seannsa scowled at his back.

"C'mon... let's go." She said to her Greymalkin.

>Hunger Mode activated. (Higher Difficulty)
>Throughout the sidequest, Seannsa will now have a threshold of hunger represented by a bar. The hungrier she is, the less MP she will start fights with, incurring a serious crippling effect on her stamina. Her own ravenous feline appetite is now haunting her. Food items can be found around the adventure map through Luck.

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(STORY EVENT: The False Probability Generator.)

...

"On screen now."

The Command Center of the Psyops Bunker was dimmed with blue and orange lights, the large graph of the 3D rendered projection on the screen of their map table showed the off-putting waves crossing the surface.

It was this. She finally had her answer.

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"I'm sure you can't make out what you're looking at, at first glance. Neither could I." Muna explained.

"Yer' roight. I dinnae ken. So then, what ex'shactly do ye' call... all this then? Weather patterns of sum' sort?"

Muna shook her head. "Although it looks similar visually, these fluctuations are completely invisible. We modified our Nous Radar to be able to detect them using an attachment."

"So then, d'ere is a Psychic aspect..."

The Qilin nodded. "Faintly, but there is an imprint of psychic activity following each wave. I was able to first notice it because... I realized it was similar. Eerily so... to the same kind of faint psychic emissions I feel released by you using Luck, or when I use the Luck you imparted to me."

Seannsa frowned. She went wide eyed at the revelation. It wasn't something she, someone unfamiliar with the workings of the Psychic, would have ever known.

"But then how...?"

"If I asked you if your power... the sphere of godhood you controlled, was based off of the concept of probability... would you answer me truthfully?"

"Nay." She said with no hesitation. After all, that wasn't something she liked others picking up on. Muna understood.

"...These are waves of False Probabilities."

"..."False"... in what way?"

"These waves are false in that their source is inanimate. The psychic emission is different. The one I read off you felt alive. It's because your acts of bending probability are, well... performed by you. Someone alive. These waves are bent probabilities... but their psychic emission is dull. They aren't made by a 'someone' but some 'thing'."

Seannsa shut her eyes and crossed her arms.

>"Where issit' all comin' from?"
>"So how is it impactin' me exactly?"
>"What in the world is happening where these waves go?"
>"Dull... tha' culd mean anythin'. An Undead being culd be the culprit."
>"But why try to replicate me power? For what purpose?"
>"Well...? Are ye' gonna stop it or what?"
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>"Where issit' all comin' from?"
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"Where issit' all comin' from?"

Muna gestured to Hale standing nearby, who reached down and tapped the map display a few times. The 3D visuals were replaced with a satellite map display. The waves of the false probabilities were expanding from a center roughly estimated to be within... the Hallowed Wall of the Imperial Capital.

"The waves circle the globe, but when they converge on the opposite side of Hainei, on the other side of the axis that the Hallowed Wall of the West stands on, they begin retracting, flowing back and circling the globe in reverse."

"An oscillating wave." Hale added; "Designed to be spread outward and then pulled right back by the same mechanism. With this, we might reliably scratch off the possibility of it being an inanimate 'person'."

It's a machine then. It has to be.

"Aye... so, it'sa plot by the Trinity after all." Seannsa sighed. "I shoulda' known it'd have their 'and in it. Say, wot's these red spots?"

"This graph is dividing the effects detected in the areas currently being circled by the false probability waves across the globe. Blue spots denote places where the probabilities of "good luck", or just something luck might occur. The red shows place where "bad luck" and unlucky things are more probable." Muna explained.

At the head of the table, besides Muna and Hale themselves, stood Eskart, the Magic God, and Krina.

"Obviously, the false probabilities are being used to benefit the Trinity exclusively. Or just whoever they want." Krina said.

Eskart raised his finger. "They are keeping the false probabilities under their strict control to prevent unintended side effects through some method of scanning the Spiritua of other beings. In this way, they can ensure that they're able to cause only unlucky effects upon others while retaining the positives."

It's virtually a new attempt at manipulating their success globally. Their attempt at making a "win button". One that ensures their enemies all lose, and their forces alone are victorious in all endeavors. This would be able to apply to... all of them. From the littlest of laymen to the Trinity's gods themselves. All their endeavors will begin to become highly successful, and they won't run the risk of failure in anything. No more chances their armies lose battles, their gods are thwarted, their workers make a mistake on a Chemical Immortal assembly line... et cetera.

>"Ya' mentioned a pah-coolier group?"
>"Any cloo how much they ackshually changed so far? Wot is the extent?"
>"Yew and Cat already discovered one weakness in me power... won't that work?"
>"Well, they 'aven't taken over the whole world yet... 'ave they?"
>"Are yer'll scared?"
>"Woldor could kill me. Why nawt ask him fer help?"
>"...Iffi' let yer'll study me, culd ye' make yer own? Shut theirs doon?"
>"So how is it impactin' me exactly?"
>"Well...? Are ye' gonna stop it or what?"
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>>6149854
>"So how is it impactin' me exactly?"
>"Yew and Cat already discovered one weakness in me power... won't that work?"
>"Well...? Are ye' gonna stop it or what?"

>>6149774
I wish Ludwyhn mating pressed the fat cat to teach her a lesson and fed her sausage and cream to sate her hunger.
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>>6149854
>>"So how is it impactin' me exactly?"
>>"Well...? Are ye' gonna stop it or what?"
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>>6149868
>+1

>I wish Ludwyhn mating pressed the fat cat to teach her a lesson and fed her sausage and cream to sate her hunger.
you can make it yourself, peakboy. don't let your dreams, be dreams.
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"So, how is it impactin' me exactly?"

That was her foremost concern. The false probabilities being generated by the Trinity were interfering with her own usage of Luck. Eskart cleared his throat. He had an uneasy look on his face for the information he was about to pass on. There was no telling how Seannsa would take this...

"Your ability to manipulate probability is being clashed against by these waves. In other words... your sphere is being contested by the Trinity's method."

"WHA?!" She blurted, slamming her fist onto the map table and leaning in; "Yew mean they're tryin' tah' REPLACE ME?!"

He knew she wouldn't take this well. He shut his eyes and nodded.

She looked to Muna. "Wait... Yew and Cat already discovered one weakness in me power... won't that work?" She asked. As a possible countermeasure, it was what she thought of first. By simply using a "puppet" or having vector through which to jumble the focus of her Luck...

Muna shook her head however. "It would not work, I believe. If the Trinity is using a machine, a generator to create these waves, then there is no conscious focus to trip. Furthermore, these waves are on a very large scale... it may work on an individual scale, but what's the use? Beyond that, there aren't many Psychics in the world, and definitely not enough to try tripping the effects of these waves. It would be senseless to use the method to survive a single person with good luck from the waves when the Trinity has millions of fighters... and the bad luck waves would impact the puppet regardless."

Seannsa's gaze fell, she had no idea what to even say. The severity of the situation had truly set in. This was not an every day Trinity plot. Not one of their usual foul plays in the field directed against their enemies. This was a crisis, plain and simply.

Something that would affect the entire world.

Her Greymalkins shuddered behind her, fellow deities around the table reading nervousness and even fear behind their eyes.

"...Well...? Are ye' gonna stop it or what?" She asked, as though expecting Muna would prevail over it, as she always did.

They didn't answer. Neither her or Eskart could readily produce a word, so Hale spoke up in their stead.

"We will not be making any moves towards the Capital until we have devised ample means of countering the waves, which as it stands, is seemingly impossible..."

"...Wot?"

"We cannot risk it. Right now, our best soldiers in the field could be slaughtered by the weakest men of the Trinity all because of the waves of good and bad luck being thrown around. There is no action that can be taken right now. It would be a losing game, rigged in their favor."
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"Yew mean yer' all gonna sit here wit' yer tails between your legs, awaiting yer demise slowly?! What if Sarakha started marchin' towards Woldoria himself tomorrow?!" She exclaimed with a raised, stressed voice; "Wot if they starteh' bombing out every last free settlement on the face o' Hainei?! Yer tellin' me yer'll too wimpy to do anythin'?!"

"Seannsa, it's not like that." Muna said, trying to calm her.

"Don't gimme that!" She said, heart racing; "How can ye' hope to find a way tah' stop 'em if ye' aren't even gonna try?! We needa' act now befur' it's too late! Don't you understoon'?! Me power... me power could ravage EVERYTHING, HORSEY! WE GOTTA... WE GOT TO..."

"We can't!" Muna spoke up.

Seannsa gasped, chest heaving with each deep breath.

"...We can't. Like Hale said, it would be suicide. We can only be thankful for now that the Trinity's gods haven't made a move yet. We can't brute force our way through this one. We can only study and pool our minds together and hope we'll find a way eventually..."

Eskart nodded; "It is as the time she faced KILLALL."

"I couldn't have won without refuting his twisted beliefs and burying his legacy." Muna says, recalling the blighted experience of fighting in Dis.

Seannsa looked down at the map table, eyes lost in the bright display of the patterns the waves made, circling Hainei as the radar showed. There really wasn't much that could be done then... It was all so insane. A cruel joke. This was her reality currently. In her words, it was "shite". A load of it.

"We still need you." Muna broke the silence.

"Your power... is not gone." Eskart revealed.

She looked up, blinking at them.

"Though you may, from being contested, experience "outages" in which your power feel suppressed, you have not lost it. As a deity, you can't be stripped easily. It will take much more of your stamina, but by focusing yourself even greater, you would be able to restore your Luck. It will be tiring however."

Eskart was right. Using Luck on such grand scales and for great deeds often left her tired. When she used Luck to bring ruin to Woldoria, she was clashing against the will of Woldor himself, and nobody faces his unseen majesty without exhausting themselves.

If Seannsa worked truly hard in contrast to her lazy nature, she could defeat these false probabilities.

"Then, will ye' take me wit' ya'?" She asked.

"Not yet. If we struck with you right now, there's a chance that.... you might be killed if the Trinity's lords retaliate. We have to wait for the right moment."

"..."

"Please... just bear with us. That's all I ask. I promise, I'll do whatever I can to help you and stop this from happening. You have to trust me."

Seannsa said nothing. She couldn't accept that. How could she?
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Seannsa left the Command Room silently.

"She is likely to try leaving by herself to strike out alone." Muna warned.

Hale nodded. "I'll ask Catastrovania to keep an eye on her... and maybe see if she can comfort her."

That night, Seannsa retreated to the comfort of the Cat Boudoir, and sulked on the couch in cat form, as all around her slowly faded to sleep.

She would not accept that.

...

There was no choice.

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>Select events to view.
> • (STORY) The Character of a Cat.
> • (EXTRA) "That Man"
> • (EXTRA) Three Lords.
> • (EXTRA) Everything is coming together.
> • (EXTRA) Cattle.
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>>6150299
>• (EXTRA) "That Man"
In a time of crisis like this, a cat's mind wanders to more familiar problems.
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>>6150299
> • (STORY) The Character of a Cat.
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>> • (EXTRA) "That Man"
THAT MAN
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> • (EXTRA) "That Man"
THE Man
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(EXTRA EVENT: "That Man")

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7130lOlDGig

"...I always felt that I hadn't been born with something that creatures like these felines could say they were. I cannot find there to be much difference, yes, as both of our bellies are full of something. Their chests contained meat and beating organs, mine was stuffed full of complex circuitry and buzzing alloy."

"What I suppose I meant to convey with how I felt is that, unlike them, I did not have a heart."

"..."

"I've been always troubled trying to find... the words. Piece together a sentence to explain what I mean. I never was successful. I could only liken it to this; They were born with a heart, and I wasn't. I do not know what it is like to have a heart. And how can I tell? It is because I've never truly felt satisfied before... the meaning is still foreign to me. So, I would very much like to know what it is like to feel satisfaction with something. Until then, I suppose I remain a hollow shell. An imitation of the life already here."

"These cats, curious little creatures, I hear them whisper often, every time I come by to visit their village and ponder them. They say things like... 'that man is here again'. 'There's that man again.' To them, I'm just "that man". They must feel satisfied with such an explanation. Things like them don't need to think much about me, or even wonder what's under my hood. They just call me "that man" and that is it. But I don't have that satisfaction. I can't look upon a being without contemplating it. The difference between their existence and my own. It's vexing."

"...These cats... they are lucky. Always were. I admired it. The one they all follow here at this village, her name is Seannsa. I admired her too. She was strange."

"I've never seen someone do whatever they please like her. It wasn't like how the Lords did what they pleased in their kingdom. No, she is different."

"..."

"I was made morbidly curious by her, and how lucky she was. It became an object of obsession for me, and so I'd visit the Village of Cats almost every day just to see more."

"Ever since Lord Thandir told me about the nature of Chaos, I think I began to feel envy towards her. She must lead such a satisfied existence knowing she has attained such an enlightened state. And yet, she seems to take it for granted. I wouldn't be sure if that disgusted or inspired me further."

"..."

"I just want to know what it's like to feel the kind of satisfaction she does. To feel lucky as she does. It must be a blessing. And so, I began to crave that enlightenment for myself, close to the Emperor even..."

"So I stopped visiting. I began to work towards gaining my own heart. Towards becoming complete."

"...Towards becoming her..."
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>Select events to view.
> • (STORY) The Character of a Cat.
> • (EXTRA) Three Lords.
> • (EXTRA) Everything is coming together.
> • (EXTRA) Cattle.
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>>6150358
> • (STORY) The Character of a Cat.
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>>6150359
> • (STORY) The Character of a Cat.

>>6150358
IS the False Probability created by a 'person' of sorts...?
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>>6150362
>+1
>>6150366
>IS the False Probability created by a 'person' of sorts...?
It's the friends we made along the way
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(STORY EVENT: The Character of a Cat.)

It was late at night, and nary a sound was made in the Psyops Bunker. Nobody would have noticed the faint silhouette of a black cat stealthily moving through the dim corridors until she managed to slip up to the surface.

"Aye... I do trust ye'... I jus' can't help meself, Muna."

There wasn't a choice in the matter. Her pride as a feline wouldn't stand for it.

Seannsa left the Bunker, slipping out in the cold of night using her Luck. She had in it mind to strike out for herself, and begin an exodus towards reclaiming her sphere from those seeking to subvert it. While she wholly admits that Muna was right in taking the pragmatic stance... she still had to move. Seannsa would not be idle.

She has to punish those coming against her with her own hands. She swore, by the end of this, she was going to make them pay. Whoever it was. After tonight, she was finally taking a leaf out of Ludwyhn's book and picking a side, and her side was against the Trinity.

"Am I foinally gonna stop bein' a stray?" She wondered. "Who knows... we'll see, I guess..."

...

The clock struck three, in the middle of the night. Seannsa quietly whipped across the empty streets of Eikrise, her shadow passing by the street lights, very few humans still awake at this time. Her goal was to reach Shengesia and infiltrate the Capital herself, on her lonesome if she had to.

"Nyah! Wait up, your cattiness!"

"Hm?!"

Damn it all. The Greymalkins, they followed her.

"I told ye' all not to come after me!" She hissed, meeting them in the middle of the street.

"We're sorry!" Hylan whined.
"We just couldn't let you go all alone!" Faeryn chimed.
"We're nyowt leaving you behind!" Monroe mewled.

She sighed. She didn't want them to follow because she didn't want them with her... she didn't want them to follow because she knew they would be followed in turn. Seannsa peered over her shoulder at the silhouettes approaching from down the street. "Darned it...."

She shifted back into her incarnated self and stood there, arms at her sides as they stepped up.

"Brought some compahnee, I see."

"Actually ma'am, I-I was just, I just-I just wanted some manga but she roped me into this." Spray Guy claimed.

Catastrovania shook her head.

"You know you weren't supposed to leave."

"Aye, but I culdn't stand the ider that there's anywun in this world trying take me place." She said, a subtle remark aimed at prodding Catastrovania for her claims of surpassing Seannsa.

"They wanted me to keep you in one place..." Catastrovania murmured.

"So, are we' gonna come to blows then?"

"I'd prefer not to."

Catastrovania looked like she only wanted to be done with this so she could continue her hobbies in peace. Seannsa didn't feel like fighting her again either. Not that she thinks she'd lose this time....

>Time to convince Catastrovania to step aside. But how...?
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>>6150412
>Look, I just want to kick some trinity ass, I don't plan on rushing straight to their capital or anything. Chillex.
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"Look, I jus' wanna kick sum Trinity arse. I don't plan on rushin' straight to their Capital or anythin'. Chillax, lassie!"

Catastrovania raised her eyebrow. "But you ARE going there. That's why you set out."

"Yeh... but I'm gonna take me toim' first."

Which was an uneasy answer for her to give in retrospect now that she recalled that the false probabilities weren't going to just wait on her. No, indeed, they would still be affecting the world as the days go by.

"You are aware they're expecting you, RIGHT?"

"Yeh..."

"That means they'll always be expecting you. Waiting a few days isn't going to make them forget! Have you considered how bad it would be for m-all of us if you DIED?! Aren't you SCARED? Of DEATH?!" Cat exclaimed, pointing her finger right in the recoiling face of Seannsa.

Seannsa raised her eyebrow. "Of course I dun' wanna die. Who does? I dun' want to go alone ei'ter... but at least that ways, I wuldn't be puttin' me other felines in danger, now wuld I?"

"...You can't go."

Seannsa tilted her head at Catastrovania, who averted her gaze.

"...As much as I hate your guts for how you treat me... I need you around. My life still depend on you too... if your Luck runs out, then mine does."

>Catastrovania still doesn't seem willing to step aside just yet... Keep pushing!
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>>6150441
>...I know. I just want to unwind after discovering what they're doing. If I can't attack them now, at least I can be a pain in the ass of some trinity god.
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"...I know. I jus' wanna unwind after that stressful discov'ry. Iffi' can't attack them now, at least I can be a pain in der' arse."

Seannsa sniffled. "Oh. And Cat? Sorey... fer takin' yer sweets this mornin', and always being a torn in yer sie...." She begrudgingly admits.

Catastrovania looked shocked.

"Is just teh' way I am. Hee... You'd know that better than anyone since yer' like me. Ho!"

Catastrovania winced with a squint about her face. "Hmph... I guess I'm sorry for choking you to death as well."

Seannsa nodded. "Well, I 'spose yer' not gonna let me go then."

"Not alone, no..."

"Hm?"

Catastrovania smirked. Somehow, it was like she knew it would come to this. No, she was just rather following along with what made the most sense to her trope-wise. Spray Guy even raised his finger and pointed out they were under orders.

"Tch... bakana! Think about it! It's just like something out of an anime! it makes the most sense right now TO disobey our orders and set out against the impossible odds! It's like a scene where the protagonist is ordered to do nothing to help people in danger and chooses to do so anyway!"

"...Well, I guess that DOES make some kinda sense but uh, do... do I have to come along too? Aren't they gonna fire me if I'm not at my post for too long?"

"Nah. I'll just cover for everyone." Catastrovania says confidently.

"You'd really take the blame for everyone here?" Summers gasps.

"Of course. That's the most noble thing to do. It's in our nature to. As those who study... the blade." She claims. Seannsa was cringing a bit at how unorthodox it was that Samurai Summers got incredibly inspired by that line, even sparkles flashing in her artificial eyes. Ah, who could hate it for too long anyway.

Seannsa grinned. "So, it's a team then."

"No, even better. Starting now, we're a PARTY." Catastrovania said.

"Oi'right. Party it is."

Seannsa extended her hand. Catastrovania reached forward, placing her palm atop her paw. She glanced over her shoulder at Samurai Summers and Spray Guy. The both of them followed suit then, and the Greymalkin, now excited and psyched up, all rose into their humanoid shapes and joined as well.

"Together!" Catastrovania said.

"Damn right! Us cats hafta' stick with each other. Aye, cats, 'r human and android. We're all definitely..."

"Definitely!"

"DEFINITELY GONNA SHOW THE WORLD-"

"-JUSTICE AND LUCK!"

"AS ONE!"

The group raised their arms. Catastrovania and Seannsa gave one another a look of mutual respect, for in this instant, all that beef was forgotten for now. They had a common cause, now it was time to pursue it.

"Well then... lead the way."

"Ya' gottit'. C'mon, lasses, lads! We're off!"

And together, all departed.
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Party formed.

(Tutorial)
(The sidequest map has extra events at every location. Scrounge up food items from these events in order to keep the stamina levels high. There is a chance of encountering enemy mobs the closer the party moves towards the areas marked as T1-T8 on the map or boss fights. Bosses must be beaten in order to progress towards the end. The party's current position is indicated by the green color filling a circle on the map. Select events listed in order to move to that area.)

(There are three levels of stamina. Starving (start with a pinch of MP), Hungry (start with half of MP), and Full (start with full MP). Get food and eat!)

...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NAHW_hPS5vE

It was time to get this show on the road. The false probabilities won't be stopped on their own. Seannsa was determined to reclaim her sphere from those langers. Her Luck would be able to keep the mortal, the Samurai and her Therians safe. That she was sure of.

>Stamina Level: Starving
>Map Position: W1: Bunker

>Select events to view.
> • (STORY) National News! (W3: Metro-7)
> • (STORY) The Hot Spring Episode. (W2: Wayrock)
> • (EXTRA) Ice Cream! (W1: Bunker)
> • (EXTRA) Check it out, my own Justice Mode! (W1: Bunker)
> • (EXTRA) Hail, fair Einheri. (W2: Wayrock)
> • (EXTRA) Train carts are comfy, no? (W3: Metro-7)
> • (EXTRA) That doesn't look good... (W2: Wayrock)
> • (EXTRA) Cattle (T7: Loka of Assembly)
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>>6150505
>• (EXTRA) Ice Cream! (W1: Bunker)
gotta fill our tummy
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>>6150359
>All of these extras, lost to the void
Aaaaaiiiiiiiiieeeee

>>6150505
> • (EXTRA) Ice Cream! (W1: Bunker)
We need FOOD, as rapidly as we can get it
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>>6150505
> • (EXTRA) Ice Cream! (W1: Bunker)

>>6150515
>All of these extras, lost to the void
I'm literally crying and shitting right now
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>>6150505
>> • (EXTRA) Ice Cream! (W1: Bunker)
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>>6150505
> • (EXTRA) Ice Cream! (W1: Bunker)
Can't start a trip without grabbing snacks
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(EXTRA EVENT: Ice Cream!)

Of course... how could they leave Eikrise City without hitting up one of its famous ice cream parlors first? Seannsa elected to wait until the sun had rose just to get the chance before they truly exited the boundary of Eikrise.

"Ugh... are you serious? We have to stop for ice cream?"

"Ye'. It's important."

"No... it isn't."

"Proof?"

"..."

"See? C'mon, ice cream for everyone! I'm payin'!"

It was left to be wondered if Seannsa actually had any money or not...

>What would Seannsa's favorite flavor be? (Input.)
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>>6150835
>What would Seannsa's favorite flavor be?
I dunno why but I feel she'd like chocolate because cats aren't supposed to eat it normally (since it's poisonous to them)
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>>6150835
Hmm.... this is a difficult question to answer, but Seanssa is a gluttonous COW (not to be mistaken with the Cow Goddess, R.I.P.) so chocolate, being poisonous to cats and therefore crass and indulgent on her part, makes a lot of sense.

>>6150839
+1
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>>6150835
>Peanut butter jelly
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Catastrovania tapped her foot, silently waiting outside the parlor grasping her own one scoop of sherbert, the rest of the group licking away at their own cones, save for Spray Guy who decided to be the odd one out and get a cup of frozen yogurt.

Finally, Seannsa exited the parlor, holding her impressive waffle cone of a whopping SIX scoops, of course further drizzle with chocolate syrup and sprinkles, which she happily licked away at.

"Ah! Innit' just frozen perfec'shun, Cat?"

"Did you really have to get six scoops..."

"Isn't chocolate like, bad for cats?" Spray Guy said.

"Am I a normal cat to ye', lad? Hm... I like choc'late. It's a rich flavor!"

"...Point taken."

They got back on their road.

...

>Stamina Level: Hungry
>Map Position: W1: Bunker

>Select events to view.
> • (STORY) National News! (W3: Metro-7)
> • (STORY) The Hot Spring Episode. (W2: Wayrock)
> • (EXTRA) Check it out, my own Justice Mode! (W1: Bunker)
> • (EXTRA) Hail, fair Einheri. (W2: Wayrock)
> • (EXTRA) Train carts are comfy, no? (W3: Metro-7)
> • (EXTRA) That doesn't look good... (W2: Wayrock)
> • (EXTRA) Cattle (T7: Loka of Assembly)
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>>6150884
>• (STORY) National News! (W3: Metro-7)
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>>6150884
> • (EXTRA) Train carts are comfy, no? (W3: Metro-7)
CHOO-CHOO! CHUGGA-CHUGGA-CHUGGA CHOO-CHOO!
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>>6150884
>> • (EXTRA) Train carts are comfy, no? (W3: Metro-7)
We are NOT skipping extras again
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(EXTRA EVENT: Train carts are comfy, no?)

Ah, that subtle bump, those nostalgic sounds. Watching the world just go right by as the train passes. Seannsa hadn't been able to take many trains in her life, but she like riding them. She didn't know why. There was just some serene sense to it, she proposed. A speeding locomotive was fun, probably one of the best inventions of humanity.

They were taking a train from Eikrise to Metro-7 in Cabrock Village along the Kardinomaskaya line that led to Oakville Township. It would get them closer to the Opaltic Ocean, which they could then try to cross in order to reach the Shengesian continent.

"Are you certain you want to go this way?" Catastrovania asked, sitting across from her in the compartment. "If we went through the Wayrock path, we could have been on Catemore Island by now... it's pretty much a straight shot to Shengesia. The Psyops intel we had showed us that Woldorians use it a lot with their aerial transits."

"Nay. They'd expect tha' way if they think I'm comin'. Crossing the bigger ocean, thas' the way to dew it." Seannsa insisted.

"Hmph."

The Cat Goddess tapped her lip with her claw, leaning back into her seat. "Now a questin' fer yew. Are YEW sure we should 'ave really taken the mortal wit' us? Or yer new fren, or me Greymalkins for that mattah'."

"Your Luck can keep them safe. Besides, they won't be fighting. Just there to support us. With some Luck, we can get them in and out just the same as we can get ourselves. Think about it logically. It can make anything happen." Catastrovania said.

Though, Seannsa felt like she was placing a bit too much trust in her waning Luck at this time. It was going to leave Seannsa drained if she had to continuously exert herself on the chances with no rest every single day of this trip. But maybe Catastrovania saw something in her. Some chance to improve and grow stronger. That must have also been part of her motivation. If achieving new victories made her stronger, she must have thought Seannsa had some potential yet locked as well.

...Bah! That's just her brain infected with all that mass media!
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"So, fightin' will jus' be left to yew an' me then. Nyahahaha! Yew must be r'lly confident in yerself."

"Tch. I want to be the strongest someday. I can't afford to lose confidence in myself, ever!"

"Are ye' sure ye' can handle what's ahead? Who knows what we'd run into. Ohh, it might even be one of the Lords themselves! Ohhhohoho! Tha' be really bad."

"Pf... It wouldn't matter to me who it is. I'd cut them down all the same. I have to become the victor."

"Aye... I guess ye've grown pretty strong since them days ye're begging me to save yer hide from the Temple!"

Catastrovania frowned, growled and looked away.

"Heh... maybe sum' day ye'll even surpass me. But fer real this toim'..."

"...You really think so, or are you just ribbing me?"

>"Pffft. Of course not, but there's nothin' so bad about bein' in me shadow after all, now is there?"
>"Maybe. Maybe..."
>"...It'd take a lotta work on yer part. But I guess ye culd'. Victory's gotta be more important than chance, innit'?"
>Don't answer.
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>>6150941
>"Maybe. Maybe..."
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>>6150941
>"Maybe. Maybe..."
We've got to get her eager to prove herself right.
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>>6150941
>"Pffft. Of course not, but there's nothin' so bad about bein' in me shadow after all, now is there?"
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"Maybe. Maybe..."

"... Hm!"

Catastrovania averted her gaze. Seannsa shut her eyes and leaned back, both paws behind her head as she got comfortable in the seat. Catastrovania glanced back at her, and smirked slightly before she looked back to the passing lands of Siegesia.

...

Catastrovania's motivation went up. HP and MP increases slightly.

(HP 900 > HP 1000)
(MP 900 > HP 1000)


...
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(STORY EVENT: National News!)

"----acuations continue as the Heer urges all able bodied men in the region to report to the nearest conscription office at once as the danger approaches our coasts. Confirmed reports from regional Kommandostab identify the presence of the Invincible within Woldorian airspace. At this time, we ask all men, women and children of Siegesia to offer their prayers on high to our holy leaders, for they are needed now more than ever... This has been Reichs-Rundfunk-Gesellschaft, national news report----"

Seannsa's ear twitched, staring at the televised news report playing on a large television display hanging from the ceiling of the crowded station of Metro-7. She turned around to see Catastrovania and Spray Guy return from the nearby bagel shop, coffees in hand.

"Sorry, I need coffee or I literally can't operate." Spray Guy said, tugging down his balaclava to sip; "I'm an addict... Here."

"Thanks." Seannsa said, taking the bagel he offered. She pointed with her thumb over her shoulder at the television. People in the transit station were gathered to watch, murmuring rumors and gossip; "Whassat' all aboot?"

"Oh..." Catastrovania began, staring for a second. "Well, it's no surprise that since the... y'know, started happening, 'they' began to mount an invasion."

"Sonuva' bish..."

"Yeah... they've never been able to make much progress invading Woldoria. But with the waves... they might actually make a big landfall. They have a fleet over the Opaltic canal en route right now. I already heard about this in the Bunker, there was a big discussion Hale and Kurt were having us attend. See, they're sending the Invincible this time."

"Invinsheebal?"

"Nyah, nyah! It's the flagship, ya'nyow!" The Greymalkins chimed in.

"My data registers the Invincible as the Imperial Flagship of the Samurai astro navy, and the personal ship of Great Tengu Scheiracht." Summers said, her head buzzing with leftover data streams from her conversion to an Ashigaru.

It sounds like trouble...

Catastrovania did look troubled. "Actually, it's probably a good thing we came this route. The Invincible should actually be crossing over Catemore, and we might have gone that way and got in its path..."

So it's a good thing they avoided it then? It would just be an unnecessary roadblock to the path to Shengesia. But at the same time... if they reach Woldoria, the false probabilities... they'll let the Trinity see success laying siege to this continent for once. They'll break right through, establish their landing forces and try pushing into the heartlands. Many people would die... casualties would be right through the roof...

...But, surely Muna or the rest of the Psyops will do something about it, right? They have a lot of strong people on their side. Seannsa need not interfere. What's more important is getting to the source right now, isn't it? If the source gets cut off, then things like that wouldn't be a worry.
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Still... there's some sense of... guilt in straying away from it, letting it continue on its warpath. That thing would have never launched to come ravage this land if Seannsa's power hadn't been jailbroken by those scum in the first place. Look at her, feeling responsible for once...

...

They had finally reached Metro-7, on the Kardinomaskaya line.

>Stamina Level: Hungry
>Map Position: W3: Metro-7

>Select events to view.
> • (BOSS) Divine Admirality Unit (Optional Boss)
> • (STORY) Tutelary Dragon (W4: South Opaltic Ocean)
> • (EXTRA) You think I can't swim? (W4: South Opaltic Ocean)
> • (EXTRA) I've always wanted to make train graffiti, yo! (W3: Metro-7)
> • (EXTRA) Mass Produced Demigods (W3: Metro-7)
> • (EXTRA) How does one move on from ego death anyway? (W3: Metro-7)
> • (EXTRA) Check it out, my own Justice Mode! (W1: Bunker)
> • (EXTRA) Cattle (T7: Loka of Assembly)
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>>6150964
> • (BOSS) Divine Admirality Unit (Optional Boss)
To hell with it all! Let's show the Trinity who's the real Goddess of Luck!
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>>6150964
>• (BOSS) Divine Admirality Unit (Optional Boss)
I'll bite
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"...Cat?"

"...?"

"We're goin' back."

"...You mean that?"

"Yeh'. We've gotta ship to sink."

...

(BOSS: Divine Admirality Unit)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=91X2kFmh2BU

...
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The island of Catemore, off the coast of Siegesia. Long has it been the sight of many battles between the every burgeoning Trinity and the defenders of Woldoria. But this... was unlike anything else the island had ever seen.

"Sheesh! Look at tha' size of tha' thing! It looks as biggas' an island itself!"

"Data estimates provide that the Invincible is roughly estimated to be twenty three kilometers long from bow to stern, and with a diameter of twenty kilometers. The ship is made of reinforced, nanolaminated astrosteel and-"

"Astrosteel? What the fuck is that?" Spray Guy interrupted rudely.

Samurai Summers blinked; "...A composite metal mined under the Heavenly Capital from Hainei's core. One plate five inches in measure would be five hundred times stronger than most other metals in Hainei."

"Ohhh... Sorry, continue." Spray Guy said, putting both hands together to ask for forgiveness.

Summers payed it no mind; "...On both the port and starboard sides of the side there are massive runways for launching docked Capital Ships. It is armed with many batteries of dark matter fusils that fire tendrils of electric energy meant to guide their payloads precisely, hull mounted Chi projectors, and many launching tubes for magnetic torpedoes."

To recount, this enormous monstrosity launches entire warships like a carrier would already send out a complement of fighters, and its weapons are designed to be able to fly in any line or direction, allowing for omnidirectional coverage. It is a beast, it will be hard to take down.

"Wait, how am I supposed to get up there? Are you guys really taking me to fight that thing?!" Spray Guy panicked.

Samurai Summers tilted her conical hat; "Although it may seem unconventional, Catastrovania will be able to throw us in order to follow."

"Wait, what?!"

Catastrovania coughed.

"We'll be under a lot of pressure... beyond the flagship itself, it has an entire fleet with it. Not to mention the armies that must be onboard."

"It feels strange to think I will be fighting the military I was once apart of..." Summers whispered.

"So... 'ow the 'ell do we even begin to attack?"

"Hmm... it's powered by a Kugelblitz, from what I know from the Psyops intel." Catastrovania explained. Seannsa only tilted her head; "Hmn... A black hole contained onboard and generated by the ship's primary power bank. If we rupture it, we could shut it down or cause an onboard collapse to destroy it. Alternatively... the Trinity employs advanced Daimyo models known as Divine Admirality Units to command their ships. We could take the Admiral out and in the process throw the rest of the fleet into disarray. To begin our attack... we either draw their attention and begin firing from a distance, or leap onto the decks and hop to the flagship."
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"Hmm... to attack from afar or take our chances gettin' closer to tha' thing..."

> • Plan of approaching the Invincible?

>Attack from a distance. Draw the fleet in by taking ships down until the main one has no choice but to close in.This might massively lower the number of enemies and weaken their resolve. It's the safest bet with waning Luck.
>Boarding action! Wait until the fleet is close enough and jump on. There will be resistance drowning us from every single direction but they won't have enough time to bring their real weapons online. We'll have to get VERY Lucky for this to work... but the results will cause far more damage.
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>>6151081
>>Attack from a distance. Draw the fleet in by taking ships down until the main one has no choice but to close in.This might massively lower the number of enemies and weaken their resolve. It's the safest bet with waning Luck.
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>>6151114
>+1
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>>6151081
>Boarding action! Wait until the fleet is close enough and jump on. There will be resistance drowning us from every single direction but they won't have enough time to bring their real weapons online. We'll have to get VERY Lucky for this to work... but the results will cause far more damage.
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>>6151081
>>Attack from a distance. Draw the fleet in by taking ships down until the main one has no choice but to close in.This might massively lower the number of enemies and weaken their resolve. It's the safest bet with waning Luck.
Decisiveness doesn't necessarily mean aggression, it can mean outmatching an enemy through superior strategy!
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>>6151081
>Boarding action! Wait until the fleet is close enough and jump on. There will be resistance drowning us from every single direction but they won't have enough time to bring their real weapons online. We'll have to get VERY Lucky for this to work... but the results will cause far more damage.
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The best move here was to attack from a distance and whittle them down from afar. Sure, they could bring all their big guns to bear from this distance, but dodging it would be easy, their concentrated fire relied on destroying the whole area and hoping the enemy was dead, rather than striking a small moving body. Catastrovania could easily keep everyone safe by moving them or reflecting their shelling. If they were in the middle of possibly thousands of angry Samurai and their mecha, this would be even worse!

"BEHOLD, MY CLOUD SPLITTING ATTACK!" Catastrovania boldly proclaimed as she raised her katana, a silver aura spilling from her body.

"Thas' just a normal attack..." Seannsa said, shaking her head.

"HAAAAAAAAAAA!"
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Catastrovania swung her blade skyward, throwing forward an arcing slash that spiraled into the fleet above. With a thundering blast and booming sound, several ships caught in the path of her attack were cleaved in two, exploding violently with surging clouds of ignited Chi, shaking the group.

"WOOOOAHHH" The Greymalkins squeaked.

"S-She just took that many capital ships out in one blow..." Spray Guy said, fumbling with his shotgun.

Samurai Summers gasped; "So this is the power of the demigods... I'd never thought I'd see it up close like this... this is crazy!"

"Hm... 'Ere they come." Seannsa said, cracking her knuckles.

Like disturbing a bee hive, the fleet began to break formation, descending rapidly with the loud blasts of their ship's two toned horns and Samurai screams for vengeance and quick retribution!
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[! WARNING !]

[BATTLE COMMENCING]

[...]

[YOUR TURN]

Capital Ship Groups One, Two and Three descend to confront the party!

"HEAR ME!"

The voice of the Invincible's Divine Admirality Unit, over unimaginably powerful speakers....

"HIS FLEETS CANNOT BE DESTROYED! THE EMPEROR'S FURY AND WRATH COMES QUICK! FEEEEEEL OUR HOLY POWEEEEEEERRR!!!!"

They were preparing to open fire!

-------------------------------------
TRUTHS READY.

Your Rolling Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Your Critical Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Enemy Rolling Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Enemy Critical Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27

<What will you do?>
>https://pastebin.com/raw/GNuiv8SR
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>>6151416
This is my first thread I've joined in the quest, so I'll cede to other, more experienced anons. My thinking is that if we combine:
>Catastrovania's Truth
>Spray And Pray
and
>Luck of Seannsa
we can draw aggro, make the foes miss, and then maximize their misfire and cause the attack to backfire or damage their own forces in some way, maybe?
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>>6151416
Seannsa
>Niflheim (Heavy damage skill) (40 MP)

Catastrovania
>Agni (Heavy damage skill) (30 MP)

>Greymalkins Add: Rancor (Raises Party Ceiling by Four Ranks)

>Spray Guy Add: Paint Bomb (Luck-based chance of inflicting Seal)

>Samurai Summers add: Enhanced scanner. (Attempts to scout weaknesses)

don't feel like opening with our truths, so I'll go for damage instead.
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>>6151420
going with only the summers add since it's only 1 per turn
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>6151417
>>6151420
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Rolled 11 (1d12)

<DEFINE DECLARATION> <DEFINE INVOCATION> <SYSTEMA DIVINO>
<THIS IS TRUE JUSTICE! NYAH!>
<THIS EFFECT I COMMAND INTO REALITY AS TRUTH AND IMMUTABLE FACT>


Catastrovania shone with her silver light! It caught the attention of all! Now the enemy was determined to solely attack her! (Drawing aggro...)

[Spray And Pray] - "I'd better contribute..." Spray Guy gulped; "Here I GO!" He said firing his shotgun at the sky. As if it would do anything... the dotard. "Tch... allow me." Catastrovania said, blitzing forward and catching each slug. She leaped up high, and, in a motion she perceived as slow, opened her palm, releasing the slugs. She reaching forward and flicked each one with her finger...

By the Luck of Seannsa, every slug flew at such a velocity as to pierce the durable viewports of multiple ships, striking their first mates and turning their wheels, steering them ajar!

[Luck of Seannsa] - Seannsa smirked, and raised her claw, snapping her fingers - "I'm reclaimin' me right from ye'll bampots!"

1. Full Critical Ceiling
2. Full party-wide HP Restore
3. Full party-wide MP Restore
4. Nothing
5. 500 Damage to random enemies
6. Instantly destroy one enemy.
7. Nothing
8. Bind enemy
9. More press turns on next turn
10. Fully heal random party member
11. Increase HP over the limit.
12. Instantly destroy one enemy.
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>>6151438
So close
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>>6151444
Seannsa
>Niflheim (Heavy damage skill) (40 MP)

Catastrovania
>Agni (Heavy damage skill) (30 MP)

>Greymalkins Add: Rancor (Raises Party Ceiling by Four Ranks)
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[Luck of Seannsa] - A sudden rush of vigor flowed into Seannsa and Catastrovania's veins! Lifeforce! Pure lifeforce increased! (HP raised to 10000)

[ENEMY TURN]

[Full Broadsides] - Capital Ship Group One opened fire with everything it had!

[Cleanse the Earth] - Capital Ship Group Two flew overhead, letting their hull mounted Qi projectors scorch the ground below!

[Cruise Missiles] - Capital Ship Group Three unleashed payloads of missiles locked onto their targets!

... Every single attack missed! Seannsa and Catastrovania smirked as they swiftly avoided the harm, carrying their allies upon their shoulders as they landed atop a great stone formation on the island.

"It's loik' fireworks! AHAHAHA!"

(Enemies damaged themselves in the confusion!)

[YOUR TURN]

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CATASTROVANIA: TRUTH ACTIVE (INDEFINITELY)

Your Rolling Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Your Critical Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Enemy Rolling Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Enemy Critical Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27

<What will you do?>
>https://pastebin.com/raw/GNuiv8SR
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>>6151444
Okay, okay, let's try...
>Enhanced scanner
to find the most vulnerable point, then...
>Agni
>Niflheim
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>>6151447
Seannsa
>Niflheim (Heavy damage skill) (40 MP)

Catastrovania
>Agni (Heavy damage skill) (30 MP)

>Samurai Summers add: Enhanced scanner. (Attempts to scout weaknesses)

changing to this since we won't be using status effects rn and we gotta know their weaknesses
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>>6151447
see >>6151448
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[Niflheim] - Seannsa snapped her fingers. Icy death exploded within the enemy ships as the Eternal Winter burst within their bowels, taking down Capital Ships.

[Agni] - "Hmph!" - As if it were a contest to see who could shoot down the most ships, Catastrovania came behind her, five flames at her fingertips, which she let loose as a streak of flames to melt holes right through the hulls.

Capital Ship Group One goes down in flames!

[Enhanced Scanner] - "Locating points of weakness..." - Samurai Summers' eyes flashed green as she scanned the battlefield space... (Failed to uncover weakness!)

"Damn, it's no good... there's too much interference from the fire."

[ENEMY TURN]

"Focus fire in that direction!"

[Hellboring Shells] - The fleet targeted Catastrovania with powerful artillery... She took a big hit! (False Probability enhanced damage!)

[Full Broadsides] - She then blinked as a multitude of light rays streamed down towards her. She raced to side to dodge, but grunted as she took some hits in the process! (False Probability enhanced damage!)

[Cleanse the Earth] - Catastrovania didn't watch where she was going! She ran right into the beam of a Qi projector from a ship passing overhead!

"TCHH...! It's going to take more than that to take ME DOWN!" She hollered.

[YOUR TURN]

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CATASTROVANIA: TRUTH ACTIVE (INDEFINITELY)

Your Rolling Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Your Critical Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Enemy Rolling Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Enemy Critical Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27

<What will you do?>
>https://pastebin.com/raw/GNuiv8SR
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>>6151466
>Nostrum
>Black Cat
>Paint Bomb
Full disclosure: I don't know what the Seal status effect does.
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>>6151466
Seannsa
>Niflheim (Heavy damage skill) (40 MP)

Catastrovania
>Agni (Heavy damage skill) (30 MP)

>Greymalkins Add: Greymalkin Rancor (Raises Party Ceiling by Four Ranks)
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>>6151467
>Full disclosure: I don't know what the Seal status effect does.
seal means they won't be able to use magic attacks while afflicted. I prefer raising our ceiling instead since it'll help us deliver status effects for our skill when we need it.
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>>6151466
Hmm...

>>6151468
I'll agree with this, because we need to get our ceiling up.
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>>6151468
Sure, I'll back this instead of >>6151467

>>6151466
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Rolled 24 (1d27)

[Niflheim] - A Capital Ship was encased entirely within ice by Seannsa's next snap, plummeting down and taking out two more of its kindred!

[Agni] - "HRRAAAGH!" - Catastrovania billowed her fire out, and slashed at it, sending an arc of flame to cut through the fleet! (Rolling Critical chance...)
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(Critical hit landed!)

[Greymalkin Rancor] - "NY'ERE WE ARE!" - "TO SPREAD OUR LOVE AND CHEERS!" - "TO ALL OUR FRIENDS WE HOLD DEAR!" - The Greymalkins shouted their rancorous applause! (Ceilings raised!)

[ENEMY TURN]

"RESISTANCE TOO HEAVY!"

FLEET GROUPS UNABLE TO STAND MUCH MORE!

[Escape] - The ships remaining after the onslaught were pulling back...

"HAH! LOOKIT' 'EM RUNNIN' WIT' THEIR TAILS TWEEN THEIR LEGS! AGUHAHA!" Seannsa cackled.

"Holy shit! I can't fucking believe we actually did it! Well, th-they did it! They decimated the FUCK out of them!" Spray Guy said, hyperventilating in his mortal perspective.

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CATASTROVANIA: TRUTH ACTIVE (INDEFINITELY)

Your Rolling Ceiling: Rank 7 - 1d67
Your Critical Ceiling: Rank 7 - 1d67
Enemy Rolling Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Enemy Critical Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27

[LOADING]
[...]
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"Hmph..."

Catastrovania smirked. This was easy. Too easy.

"...Hm?"

Yellow lines... following her body? They're like tendrils of pure energy in the air. Oh no... it isn't going to turn into that kind of manga now, is it?! Wait...

"Yellow lines... electric energy?"

Just like what... Summers said!
"-dark matter fusils that fire tendrils of electric energy meant to guide their payloads precisely-"

She looked forward to see the Invincible pulse with shrouds of something fiery and shadow! The Dark Matter main guns! It was coming right at her!

"Not on my watch..." She gripped her katana tight. "I'll deflect every single one!

>MASSIVE DAMAGE INCOMING!
>Roll 1d6
>Best of three.
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Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>6151487
let's fucking go https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gl2ck8I5spI
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Rolled 4 (1d6)

>>6151487
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Rolled 3 (1d6)

>>6151487
badabing badaboom
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Rolled 6 (1d6)

>>6151487
FORGIVE ME SENSEI
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A shock wave of Dark Matter eruption tore through the air, right on Catastrovania's person as she attempted to deflect the beams. She failed.

"CAT!" Seannsa screamed in distress.

The explosion scattered to the winds, multicolored dust and plumes of exotic smoke billowing...

"....hhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-"
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"-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! HAAAAAAAA!"

Catastrovania survived! She scattered the cloud. But she took an enormous hit. She was badly damaged...

"Thas' my cat." Seannsa smirked, breathing a sigh of relief.

"You ruthless, dogmatic curs... you've marred this uniform of mine, that I made for MYSELF..." Catastrovania hissed, teeth grit hard; "You bastards.... you think you've taken me down?! You can never... EVER.... TAKE DOWN THE AWE INSPIRING CATASTROVANIA STRIFAUST MORITUROS IX HERSELF! I'M COMING FOR YOU!"

She bolts off, kicking through the air.

"ADMIRAL, ENEMY SIGNATURE APPROACHING AT HIGH SPEED!"

"IMPOSSIBLE! NOTHING SURVIVES THE RAW POWER OF OUR CANNONS! R-RAISE THE SHIELDS DAMN YOU!"

"TOO LATE, ADMIRAL!"
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"I'LL CLIP YOUR WINGS!"

On both sides of the Invincible extended an impressive array of steely wings, ports containing exhaust pipes for venting the immense heat that overtaxing their Dark Matter powered systems and weapons incurred, as well as stocking bays for dropships to land in and transfer their personnel with ease. These wings were heavily armed parts of the entire mass themselves, full of Samurai...

...and now she was going to cut them!

"BEHOLD THE MIGHT OF MY KATANA, FORGED AND FOLDED IN THE FIRES OF MOUNT MEIYO ITSELF! YOU THINK YOURSELVES THE DELIVERERS OF JUSTICE?! HOLY WRATH!? YOU DON'T KNOW THE FIRST THING ABOUT IT! ZETSUMEI.... IKUZO!!!!!"

>Invincible Health: 17000
>Roll 1d7000 to shave boss HP!
>Best of 4!
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>>6151542
The fat cat tats which prophecy foretold!

>>6151546
Easy 7000, first try.
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Rolled 5854 (1d7000)

>>6151548
I said FIRST TRY
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Rolled 2918 (1d7000)

>>6151546
gyattzam https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WCWuJlJgsSQ
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Rolled 1014 (1d7000)

>>6151546
Heh... I think 10% of my power should be enough...
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Rolled 6720 (1d7000)

>>6151546
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"YYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!"

Slashing with reckless abandon, she softened the astrosteel armor of its wings up, chunks and strips the size of trees flying every which way, Samurai personnel stationed within falling to their deaths out of the air as her slashes bifurcated the interior halls of the masses she chipped at.

And with one mighty heave, she brought her katana down, and every wing on the ship's starboard side came off, sliced cleanly.

"SUSTAINING HEAVY DAMAGE!"

"OHH THAT THE FLAGSHIP OF OUR GREAT TENGU, OUR MASTER SCHEIRACHT HIMSELF COULD BE TORN ASUNDER BY SUCH A SMALL FOE...! HIS HEART WOULD WEIGH HEAVY WITH SCORN! AAAAAH!"

Catastrovania found her foot on one of the falling pieces, which she used to rebound backwards, towards Catemore island. She landed on her back in the dirt, sliding back. Seannsa rushed to her side.

"Oi, cat! Are ye' ou'right?!"

"Ngh.... y-yeah... I'm..."

She fell back, gasping for air. She took too much damage to go on thanks to the guidance their attacks had with False Probability waves...

"The vessel is descending." Samurai Summers said, picking Catastrovania up by her shoulders; "It is readying for a second volley. You must attack now."

"I nyow." Seannsa said, cracking her knuckles.

"The hull has been sufficiently weakened. It is losing power due to severance of vital Dark Matter exhaust pipes. It will not be able to raise its APS system to defend itself. The hull is vulnerable."

"Aye. So I jus' gotta hurtit' r'lly hard then."

"Either you can attack the hull until it is weak enough that faults in the structure can be exploited, allowing you to break it in half, or you can board and attempt to take out its reactor. Additionally, you may be able to hijack the command uplink by taking the Divine Admirality Unit's seat, and turn its weapons against it..."

"Choices, choices..."

>Break the thing in half. Batter it and beat it like a Belkinsire broad!
>Board it. Cause a singularity collapse rupturing the Kugelblitz.
>Board it. Give the admiral a retirement and kill the ship... with the ship!
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>>6151572

>Board it. Give the admiral a retirement and kill the ship... with the ship!
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>>6151572
>Board it. Give the admiral a retirement and kill the ship... with the ship!
Let's see how accurate these False Probabilities really are!
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"I'm goin' in."

"Be careful..."

Seannsa made her way to the primary deck of the Invincible, appearing in a puff of black smoke on the top. Immediately, she looked forward to the bridge, hidden behind its impressive sails and masts. She darted forward, swiping with her claws and carving a hole in the wall of the bridge tower's bottom end on the deck, stepping through.

"PEACEFUL DEATH!"

"Eh?"

She gasped as two gargantuan hands of metal grasped her tight, and she felt herself lifted and slammed into the floor behind herself, a massive palm slapping her in the face and launching her into the far wall. No time to recover was given, as twin jets of intense Chi and optic rays of Light blasted her being.

She fell to the floor from the smoking spot on the wall and stood up right away, cracking her neck and rolling her shoulder. She stepped forward, brushing her shoulder off and looking up.

In her way stood the formidable mechas of the Samurai. Battle Mechas and a Rikishi, a heavy metal brawler.

"Tha' yer' best?" She coughed, puffing out smoke.

"PEACEFUL DEATH! PEACEFUL DEATH!"

They attacked again!

[ENEMY TURN]

[Sumo Slam] - The Rikishi raised its foot and stomped hard, causing the floor's astrosteel to crack and a jagged piece to jut up and poke her right in the belly!

[Optic Beam] - The two Battle Mechas fired multiple beams on repeat at her! It struck her weakness to Light!

[YOUR TURN]

"Dim bastards, thas' no way to treata' LADY!"

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TRUTHS READY.

Your Rolling Ceiling: Rank 7 - 1d67
Your Critical Ceiling: Rank 7 - 1d67
Enemy Rolling Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Enemy Critical Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27

<What will you do?>
>https://pastebin.com/raw/GNuiv8SR
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>>6151590
>Black Cat (Severe Dark damage skill) (70 MP)
>Paint Bomb (Luck-based chance of inflicting Seal)
Sela the light beams while we go to town with our strongest attack?
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>>6151594
That sounds like a solid plan to me, +1.
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>>6151594
+1
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[Black Cat] - "...Aye... don't like tah' use this one v'ry much... eh, what tha' 'ell, right?"

Seannsa raised her paws and clasped them together, when she drew them apart, there was a black mass of shadow between them that drained the color from the very surroundings. The shadow of herself. The blackness of the dark cat she was.

"Mah' deepest darkness. Ye' can have it."

She flicked her thumb claw and sent it forward. The black mass disappeared into the body of the advancing Rikishi, which then stopped abruptly.

...The body of the machine was blown apart. No, it was more accurate to say a large part of its total mass just suddenly vanished without a trace in thin air within the darkness that expanded out from it. Both arms were ejected to the sides so fast they crushed the other Battle Mecha instantly, and a hole was bored right through the walls, eating all the way out the back of the ship before Seannsa snapped her fingers, dispelling the shadow.

The attack was the absence of any probability or chance for anything to happen at all, and so in the radius of this void of probable absence, everything therefor occurred at once that was both possible and impossible. Gravity would crush and grind things, energy and mass would burn out, erasing itself. It was like experiencing a compacting pressure of everything and nothing at once.

"Hmm..."

She looked up and blew in her hand, letting another of the Black Cat shadows fly, boring a hole upwards in the bridge, which she hopped up through to ascend...
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When she came to within the bridge itself at the top of the bridge tower, she found herself surrounded by all manner of Chemical Immortals at their stations.

"Not another step further!"

She looked forward. Ah, that Samurai officer... a fancy Daimyo framed one, had to be. This was the Divine Admirality Unit in charge of the Invincible. An officer handpicked by Scheiracht to captain his flagship. The bridge was red with the lights of emergency... and he had his hand over an interface, ready to issue an order.

"One move and I trigger the self-destruct."

"Koinda' self-defeatin' if the "Invincible" has wunna' those, innit'?"

"Better to let one of our grandest achievements sink than to fall into the hands of enemies. We are SAMURAI! DEATH COMES BEFORE DISHONOR!"

"And yet 'ere yew are, threatnin' me witta' fancy button, cuz' yer tha' afraid of "dishonor". Yew dun't wanna lose this ship tha' bad! Nyehehehe!"

"Ngh! I have captained this vessel for hundreds of years! It's insane that I might lose it in a few hours to the likes of you! Grrrnnn! Central Master Zhun Gongshu assured me you would not be a problem!"

"Oh, yer expectin' me?"

"....The Cadre will crush you!"

Seannsa took a step forward. The Divine Admirality Unit took one back, hand over the holographic button.

"I said stay your ground! Or I'll let the black hole eat this ship and you with it! You've ruined everything! This was to be the day the heathen blue eyes of Woldoria cindered for their arrogance in denying our Emperor! You let it all fall to ruin! Now we can't hope to invade!" He fumed, stomping his feet and clenching his mechanical digits.

"The Invincible cannot be lost! Lord Scheiracht would never forgive me! Get off! Get off my ship now! Get off, and you can live! That's my offer!"

She smiled.

>What will Seannsa do?
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>>6151627
>Seannsa's Truth
Our luck versus theirs. Let's do it!
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>>6151627
>Pretend to gear up for a biiig attack
>Just abscond when he triggers the self-destruct
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>>6151627
>"Nah, I'm sitting roight 'ere."
>Use Skill: Slice the Archetype (Targeting the flagship interface.)
Try hitting the self-destruct button after it CEASES TO EXIST, dumb fuck!
I WANT TO STEAL THIS SHIP. I WANT TO STEAL IT SO BAD.
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>>6151627
>>6151635
+1 Ships are neato
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"Nah, I'm sittin' roight 'ere."

"Why youuuu!"

Seannsa snapped her fingers. The Divine Admirality Unit thrust his finger forward.

"...What?!"

The interface... had been deleted. Reality, warped to work against him. The interface as a thing envisioned by him itself was excised.

"...Death before dishonor..."

The Divine Admirality Unit drew a short blade from his vest. He traced it along his neck, severing his own head off, before plunging it into his mechanical guts and tearing cleanly through, splashing them onto the ground with a puddle of oil and chemicals. He slumped over, dead by his own blade in ritualistic suicide.

"...Well tha' was uncalled fer... Ew...!"

Seannsa stepped over his body, towards his interface. She was now in control of his uplink. She cracked her knuckles and smiled.

"Well nyow... les' see iffi' can steer this big lug..."

Not as though she intended to keep the Invincible for herself... No, it was the most famous battleship in the world. There would be too much attention drawn to her, and she didn't need that...

>Direct all weapons and remaining fleet assets to target the ship itself.
>Overclock the reactor to cause a meltdown, then send it on a collision course with the Capital, melting down into a damaging event horizon.
>Overclock the reactor but send it towards Yongesia. Give Scheiracht his precious masterpiece of a ship back! Present from Seannsa.
>Power down all weapons and the reactor, sending it to crash into the side of Woldor's mountain. Leave it as salvage for his nation to claim for their own. See, Ludwyhn? Now you can't say we aren't pulling our weight in contribution, you salty cunt.
>Fly it into the Sun! Let's give Huangdi a middle finger.
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>>6151658
>Overclock the reactor but send it towards Yongesia. Give Scheiracht his precious masterpiece of a ship back! Present from Seannsa.
Much as I would like to give it to Would or, this would risk upsetting the balance too much.
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>>6151658
Hmm...
>Power down all weapons and the reactor, sending it to crash into the side of Woldor's mountain. Leave it as salvage for his nation to claim for their own. See, Ludwyhn? Now you can't say we aren't pulling our weight in contribution, you salty cunt.
Imagine what would happen if Warichud got his hands on this. Imagine the glorious boss battle up the mythical mountainside! We would be double-dipping... two boss battles from one boss! Ahahahaha!
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>>6151679
+1
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>>6151658
>>Overclock the reactor to cause a meltdown, then send it on a collision course with the Capital, melting down into a damaging event horizon.
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>>6151658
>Overclock the reactor but send it towards Yongesia. Give Scheiracht his precious masterpiece of a ship back! Present from Seannsa.
going with the hyper option
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>>6151775
>+1
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The Invincible was a proud ship. Since it was launched and commissioned, it led a proud campaign and history with the Daitengu as its helm, serving with distinguished nobility as the flagship of the entire Great World Kingdom. Many times in the past, all by itself, this ship has protecting the Sword Continent from the encroaching forces of HEUS and warded all multiple invasions of Yongesia on its lonesome. In the battle of Opalt Bleu Island, it destroyed the largest Woldorian naval task force on the seas in history. The ship by itself, by all means, had the capability of invading an entire continent on its own, and it would have tore a bloody line across Woldorian lands if it had reached the heartland of Woldor's kingdom.

But for this noble flagship, its end must be ignoble.

"A present for ye', ohhh great Die-tengoo, yer featheriness. A tasta' wot it means to piss me off, for yew 'n the resta' yer lot. Mm! Enjoy!" Seannsa winked at the screen.

One final transmission sent from the bridge of the magnificent vessel to the Castle of the Tengu before she hopped off and fell back down to Siegesian land, having set the ship on a collision course and turned it right back around.

With the reactor overclocked and its engines at full throttle, the Invincible had no choice, regardless of the tumbling crews efforts to stop the ship, but to fly straight ahead right over Shengesia, and back into its homeland of Yongesia. Quite literally into its homeland of Yongesia. The destination? Scheiracht's personal compound.

In but a half hour, the ship crossed the world, hurdling to its destruction into the side of the Yongesian land. Its crash caused a dangerous rupture in the Kugelblitz reactor, which resulted in the breakdown and, eventually, event horizon of the ship, consumed by itself as the perilous black hole annihilated the earth below and ate its own body. When the singularity was no more, shrinking into itself and dissipating, the ship was gone, and so was a great deal of Scheiracht's compound. The event horizon was true, that of a real black, stabilized only by advanced technologies, but everything it had eaten was gone, stretched to oblivion and infinity.

Scheiracht stood at the tip of a destroyed wall that had been shorn, looking out at the crater of his once beloved ship, glass of blattabacterium juice in hand. His hand crushed the glass, and he vibrated with ruinous anger...
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aRTWsYkP87Y

You achieved victory!
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In the aftermath, celebrations and shock would rock the Woldorian nation at the sudden and mysterious destruction of the invasion coming to ruin their lives. Their prayers had been answered, for such a miracle could only be the result of the divine.

"Oi'."

"Ngh..."

"Seems what tha' Belkinsir nerd said was true, Cata. The Luck is in ouh' favor again, jus' leaves me a bit sore." Seannsa said.

"S-So... you're reclaiming your power from them..."

Seannsa lowered her hand. "Yep yep. Now, whaddya' all say we get this show back onna' road, eh?"

Catastrovania seemed herself to be surprised by the sudden camaraderie Seannsa was showing. But that's just to be expected when she's in good spirits, right? A welcome surprise. She takes her hand and stands.

"...Oh, cat... ehh, yer yooniform.... Why the bloody 'ell aren't yew wearin' a bra under allat'!?"

"The same reason you don't wear one!"

"Ha! Fair enuff."

The party moves on...

...

>Stamina Level: Starving
>Map Position: W3: Metro-7

>Select events to view.
> • (STORY) Tutelary Dragon (W4: South Opaltic Ocean)
> • (EXTRA) You think I can't swim? (W4: South Opaltic Ocean)
> • (EXTRA) I've always wanted to make train graffiti, yo! (W3: Metro-7)
> • (EXTRA) Mass Produced Demigods (W3: Metro-7)
> • (EXTRA) How does one move on from ego death anyway? (W3: Metro-7)
> • (EXTRA) Check it out, my own Justice Mode! (W1: Bunker)
> • (EXTRA) Spaghetti dinner. (W3: Metro-7)
> • (EXTRA) Cattle (T7: Loka of Assembly)
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>>6152012
>• (EXTRA) Spaghetti dinner. (W3: Metro-7)
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>>6152007
Thermobaric delivery straight to the sword-arm of the Trinity. I would've preferred an extra boss battle but I'm glad at how this turned out.

>>6152012
> • (EXTRA) How does one move on from ego death anyway? (W3: Metro-7)
Don't want to head back to the bunker too soon, and this one is fascinating.
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>>6152012
> • (EXTRA) Spaghetti dinner. (W3: Metro-7)
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(EXTRA STORY: Spaghetti Dinner)

After a hard fight like that, there was no better way to celebrate... than with spaghetti. Woldorian metros were comfortable transit stations, always coming equipped with certain facilities to sate and quench the hungers and thirsts of travelers. Beyond the typical bagel and coffee shop, concessions store, Metro-7 boasted a small authentic Mirrelian restaurant. Mirrelia, a region and integrated kingdom in Woldoria, was where such delicacies as pasta originated.

"Mhmmm!"

Seannsa licked her lips as she dug into her bountiful, huge plate of pasta.

"..."

Her ears perked up and she looked across the table as her fellows, all having plates long empty by now.

"...Wot?"

"This is your third plate..." Catastrovania pointed out.

"An'...?"

"You need ozempic..." Samurai Summers muttered.

"Mmfh! Oshem-vwat?"

"...Forget it..."

Seannsa shrugged, and continued to eat with glee. At least the cooks were happy to see someone who enjoyed their craft a lot.

"Oi!" She said, raising her finger at the passing waiter; "Tell the kitchin I'll be takin' an order of veal tah' go!"

Everyone else felt a bead of sweat rolling down their scalps.
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(EXTRA EVENT: How does one move on from ego death anyway?)

"...You know, I'm curious. How come you can consume food anyway?" Catastrovania asked her friend as they walked through the transit station behind the fat one at a normal pace.

"Chemical Immortal systems are designed for biomass intake as an emergency method of replenishing vital chemical restorative. Our system is able convert nutrients into small dosages of restorative by extracting minerals, the core compound of the restorative. Though, now that I've been upgraded with a Dark Matter battery, nutrients are instead converted at a subatomic level."

"...Huh.."

Interesting... Samurai still had the ability to eat as a means of cultivating extra... battery life? Power? Whatever it should be called. Though, it should always be noted that this wasn't always the case. Summers already explained to her before that like Metahumans proper, Chemical Immortals each were given their own design totally unique to them, save for standardized design models used for mass produced conversions. Though, Ashigaru elevated in rights and then elevated further from the rank of Retainers could customize their design as they saw fit once they became a Daimyo.

"I have been wondering something." Summers spoke up; "Are you familiar with the concept of an "ego death"?"

"...Vaguely."

"Krina explained such a thing to me when I was being worked on. She told me that whatever life I had prior to my conversion and subsequent memory loss is totally gone. Apparently, I have been in operation for over two hundred years. There is no guarantee I have any living family from my past life. In other words, whoever I was before is gone.... In a way, I have experienced this death of ego."

"Yeah...?"

"...I'm just unsure. How does one recover from such a thing?"

Catastrovania raised her eyebrow. That was a good question. And it was a question well beyond her caliber. She didn't... uh, she didn't mess with these deep, philosophical things. This kind of stuff was more like what the Founder should deal with.

You don't just tell someone to get "a new personality" and that's that.

"Do you think I will ever find any trace of who I was?"

"Probably not. I mean, let's be honest, y-... er..."

Damn, that sounded harsh. Summers even seemed to wince at it. Retry time.

"...u-uh.. b-but you can always just see how things work out this time... develop a new persona... or... w-whatever."

"Hmm..."

Summers stopped where was, causing Catastrovania to turn back and look at her. The Samurai was looking at her reflection in the window of a metro train.

She really needed some helping, didn't she?

>1. Adjust Summers' personality with some advice?
>(Current mode: Monotonous. Available modes: Delinquent, Magical Girl, Dandere, Yandere, Write in.)
>2. Adjust Summers' outfit?
>(Yes)
>(No)
>3. Arm her with a weapon?
>(Yes)
>(No)
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>>6152147
>Adjust Personality: (Old-timey Gangster)
>2 Yes
>3 Yes
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>>6152149
I'll do you one better.

>>6152147
>Adjust Personality: Old-Timey Yakuza
>2 Yes
>3 Yes
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>>6152147
>1. Adjust Summers' personality with some advice? (Devious opportunist)
She's basically Cata's personal retainer. And everybody knows its the role of the servant to be the most underhanded and dubious of the group!
Besides, she's sort of already in disguise. Facing the Ashigaru, she could totally blend in for a more covert approach to some situations. It'd be preferable if she had a grasp on being a saboteur.
>2. Adjust Summers' outfit? (Yes)
I know this sort of contradicts what I just said, but hear me out. Could we possibly have some weird wacky tech-y stuff that lets her change her color palette or something? Little button that swaps her red paint for blue when not undercover? I 'unno.
>3. Arm her with a weapon? (Yes)
Give her the most pristine blade (dagger) in our arsenal, obviously.
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>>6152147
>1. Adjust Summers' personality with some advice?
No
>2. Adjust Summers' outfit?
No
>3. Arm her with a weapon?
Depends

>Write-in:
Listen, you can't just let people walk over you like that and tell you what to do, you're not a servant anymore. U-unless you want to be!
You have all the time in the world to grow into a new person and learn to appreciate life (as well as actually good music...)
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>>6152147
This is a deep question. We need to ask ourselves... what would Muna do? The answer is obvious.

>>6152163
We need to help Samurai Summers help herself!
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>>6152163
>+1
>>6152150
Old-timey sukeban would fit better here, if that's what you want to
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...Or, perhaps not. These things were more in the wheelhouse of Miss Founder, right? Well, what would Muna really do if it were her in this situation? She'd probably... try to help them by sending them on their own way to helping herself. Yeah, that sounds more like it.

"Summers...?"

The Ashigaru looked back at her.

Catastrovania cleared her throat; "Um, listen... you can't let people walk over you and tell you what to do. N-Not even me! You're not a servant anymore, or a soldier. I mean, u-unless you want to be one! I, uh, I mean, that's on you. Um, s-so... you have all the time in the world to grow into a new person and like, appreciate life however you like...ᵃˢ ʷᵉˡˡ ᵃˢ ᵃᶜᵗᵘᵃˡˡʸ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᵐᵘˢᶦᶜ..."

Summers looked troubled. "Are you sure... that will really happen all on its own? It is not like... I was born again. Personalities develop from a lifetime of experience... children have many things that help them develop it. Whether it's their upbringing, who they meet early on... or who they don't. I'm not like that. I already have all the experience, and none of the clarity of learning it. It's like if adults suddenly sprang into existence, fully grown, no childhood needed."

"Er..."

Catastrovania scratched the back of her head.

"Are you certain that I don't need help to recover from ego death?" Samurai Summers said, asking her with the same troubled look, which now made Catastrovania feel her nerves tingle; "I don't need to change anything about myself...? At all? But... people give me such strange looks everywhere I go..."

"They just... don't really like the way your outfit looks."

She was a Samurai, in a nation her former outfit was always trying to slaughter.

"So I need new clothes?"

"Nah. No no no. Don't bother changing them at all, unless you want to, I-I mean... Wear what you want. Who cares what some... cretins and troglodytes think."

Summers tilted her head.

"Uh... look, I don't believe all that. You think you won't get a chance to develop again, but you haven't even given it a try. You're too hung up on.. uh, the s-stress. J-Just... just let it play out. In other words... just s-stay alive long enough, then maybe something will happen." Catastrovania stated, hoping she was making some sense in her words, but really, she was just throwing out whatever sounded most coherent in her head. She tried to spit out what she thought Muna would say, but she wasn't sure if she was totally within the Qilin's psyche right now.

"Okay." Summers says; "I do concede I may be hasty. So I will just live, and see what comes of it."

Catastrovania nods. "You good?"

"Yes, I think I am. Even if the stares bug me, let's continue anyway." She affirms.

Right. The two moved on. Summers decides to remain the same for now, momentarily accepting the ambiguity over a clearer, strict answer.
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>Stamina Level: Full
>Map Position: W3: Metro-7

>Select events to view.
> • (STORY) Tutelary Dragon (W4: South Opaltic Ocean)
> • (EXTRA) You think I can't swim? (W4: South Opaltic Ocean)
> • (EXTRA) I've always wanted to make train graffiti, yo! (W3: Metro-7)
> • (EXTRA) Mass Produced Demigods (W3: Metro-7)
> • (EXTRA) Check it out, my own Justice Mode! (W1: Bunker)
> • (EXTRA) Cattle (T7: Loka of Assembly)
> • (EXTRA) I want a slave. (Shengesia Landing)
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>>6152486
>• (EXTRA) You think I can't swim? (W4: South Opaltic Ocean)
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>>6152486
>> • (EXTRA) You think I can't swim? (W4: South Opaltic Ocean)
Let's see if the cats can handle water
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>>6152486
>• (EXTRA) You think I can't swim? (W4: South Opaltic Ocean)
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(EXTRA EVENT: You think I can't swim?)

Here it was!

The coast of Siegesia. They stared the great Aeros Canal dividing the continent from the Imperial World in the blue, vast face, from atop a dock. Now, it was only a matter of crossing it to get to Shengesia.

"Now, firs' oval... lemme make clear one thing... we cannot cross by jumpin', flyin' or throwin' anyone over." Seannsa states, facing the rest of her traveling companions.

"...So, then we're teleporting over?" Spray Guy asks.

"Ah. No." Seannsa shook her head.

"What? Then how are we getting over exactly?" Catastrovania asked, dumbstruck.

"Yeah, I thought teleportation was foolproof. We teleport all the time in Psyops with the pylons." Spray Guy pointed out.

"Ya' see, yer'll have that ehh... that thingymajigger what causes the 'eart attack stuff that masks yer' teleportatin'. I dun' know much about yer gizmos an' even I could tell that." Seannsa bragged; "But while I coid jus' take us on o'vr, there's a certain risk ye' roon when movin' cross the Shengesian lands bein' a deity. Anyo' the three Lords could sniff me out... sense me."

"But that's never been a problem for you before. You lived in Shengesia, previously." Catastrovania said, not fully believing her.

"Yes, Cat... I roight did live there. Tha' was before I went to all yer's fancy Bunker sheltah' for a loooong time nyow. Tha' was before I went and sunk wunna' the most belov'd things in the entire Trinity. If they were expectin' me before, they'll really be wantin' my arse now. Their fancy pants admiral even sai' that fore I made 'em commit seppuku. They know I'm out'chere. They know I'm comin'..."

"So then swim." Catastrovania says.

"..."

Seannsa paused, an uneasy grimace building on her face. Catastrovania found her smile getting bigger. Of course, Seannsa wanted to play it smart, and yet the one and only way she could seemingly get to Shengesia right now undetected was a way she wasn't readily going to take, wasn't willing to do.

A cat she remains. And... cats? They. Hate. Water.

She gulped.
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"Well? What are you waiting for?" Catastrovania asks; "You take baths, soak up MY apartment's sauna onsen waters for yourself... surely a little seawater isn't scaring the great Seannsa now, is it?"

"O-Ov coursh not... I ain't s-scared odda' sea, ye' fandan."

"Then take a dive." Cat said, smugly grinning.

"Go on, Seannsa! Do a cannonball!" Spray Guy said, with less malice than genuine encouragement.

"Hear hear! Our Seannsa's not afraid of wind shear!" Hylan started.
"On the high seas or high tide, she'll abide just fine!" Faeryn continued.
"No splash or spray will set her astray, she'll swim to the end of the day!" Monroe finished.

Seannsa felt her face turning red from embarrassment, frustration at their words. She huffed and turned to look at the shallow waters running up and down the sand of the coastline. She took a step forward to the edge of the small dock.

Steadily, she lifted one foot and eased her big toe claw to the water.

'...Steady, Seannsa....' She thought.

She lowered her toe further.

'...Steady..... STEADY...'

>She can do it... she can swim! Go the distance!
>U-Uh, actually, we're taking a boat anyway. Why even indulge these jokers in this? It's not like they were going to swim either. The plan was always to take a damn boat. Even without a boat, she could totally do that all by herself. They couldn't. Who are they to judge?! ENOUGH OF THESE GAMES!
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>>6152557
>She can do it... she can swim! Go the distance!
RELUCTANTLY CROUCHED AT THE STARTING LINE
ENGINES PUMPING AND THUMPING IN TIME
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>>6152557
>She can do it... she can swim! Go the distance!
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>>6152557
>She can do it... she can swim! Go the distance!
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'I... I cah' do it...!'

'I CAH' do it...!'

She was about to dip her toe into the water.

'I'M DOIN' IT!'

'HERE GOES...!!!!!'

She prepared. She lowered her toe, about to breath the surface. The tip of her claw making the water ripple.

"I... I..."

"..'m not really gonna do tha'. Hah! Did ye' think I wos? Why in the worl' wuld I dip without puttin' on real swimwear?" She said, stopping suddenly and smirking. Just a little fun and games; "Anyway, we needa' find a suitable boat tah' cross th-"
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...

Needless to say, vengeance was sworn against Catastrovania that day.

...

>Stamina Level: Hungry
>Map Position: W3: Metro-7

>Select events to view.
> • (STORY) Tutelary Dragon (W4: South Opaltic Ocean)
> • (EXTRA) I've always wanted to make train graffiti, yo! (W3: Metro-7)
> • (EXTRA) Mass Produced Demigods (W3: Metro-7)
> • (EXTRA) Check it out, my own Justice Mode! (W1: Bunker)
> • (EXTRA) Cattle (T7: Loka of Assembly)
> • (EXTRA) I want a slave. (Shengesia Landing)
> • (EXTRA) On the Aureoles. (T8: Loka of Probability)
>>
>>6152626
>> • (EXTRA) I want a slave. (Shengesia Landing)
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>>6152632
>+1
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ajDUMMaVDwE
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(EXTRA EVENT: I want a slave.)

"I never did get why the Central Master always said he felt "empty" when he looked at the bags of meat. He always goes to that village of cats a lot. Man, it sure has warped him."

"Now, me? I'm a different story. A whole lot different. I take everything in stride but I always caught flak for how I acted by the others. I guess they just don't really see eye to eye with me on a personal level... Well, Virini and Zhun Gongzhu at least. Jannugola? He doesn't care. Guy is completely obsessed with his work. Always struck me as weird, cause it's also what he complains about. But, anyway, back to me."

"Yeah... I just don't mesh well with that thought. When I see the meatbags, it's like I'm looking at garbage. Hmheh! Hell, even when I'm looking at those "Samurai" and those "Temple" people, I don't see anything worth my time... I just see a bunch of greenhorns lesser than myself. Built to do what I say. Why? Is it because I was built to tell them what to do? No, it's not like that, actually..."

"It's because I was built to be better. I'm built to be the "next gen". Yeah, that's more like it. I'm saying I'm better than those worthless dirtbags. It's pretty clear. I crushed one of them in my palms the other day... just because I felt like doing it. Yeah yeah, they yelled at me again. Pffft, like that's going to make me feel bad about it."

"Power is so freaking weird man. Once you have it, you can do anything you want with it. These lesser models... below me? They're all working for it. I was born with it. It's a hell of a difference..."

"You know what? They tell me, I was made using the essence of a Qilin. They said there might be some side effects. Zhun Gongzhu says he's feeling it... well, I'd say I am too. Just differently. He wants to feel "complete"... But me?"

"Me...?"

"I like poking things. I like how they squirm when you do. I like mushing them up between my fingers till they're goop. I like that I can do that whenever I want... And I want to find out what other things I can do. Experiment. I guess I've awakened my ability to have desires."

"And what I desire?"

"I want a slave. I want slaves I can do whatever I want with.

"I want people I can just subject to my whims, and then put them up when I feel like it. I would taken one by now but, these meatbags and scrap heaps? They're all dull... they're not... special."

"Yeah, that's it! I want someone special to make into my slave. I want someone I can hurt... and they can take it. Today and tomorrow. Neheh! As much as I like! That's what I want! I want a slave.... I'm going to find someone special, and make them my slave!"

"I can do whatever I want. I'm a Demigod... Heheheheh... Whatever I want..."
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>Stamina Level: Hungry
>Map Position: W3: Metro-7

>Select events to view.
> • (STORY) Tutelary Dragon (W4: South Opaltic Ocean)
> • (EXTRA) I've always wanted to make train graffiti, yo! (W3: Metro-7)
> • (EXTRA) Mass Produced Demigods (W3: Metro-7)
> • (EXTRA) Check it out, my own Justice Mode! (W1: Bunker)
> • (EXTRA) Cattle (T7: Loka of Assembly)
> • (EXTRA) On the Aureoles. (T8: Loka of Probability)
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>>6152658
> • (EXTRA) Check it out, my own Justice Mode! (W1: Bunker)
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(EXTRA EVENT: Check it out, my own Justice Mode!)

"Aw shit... I forgot it." Spray Guy suddenly said, stopping the whole group in their tracks in their search for a boat along the Siegesian coast.

"Forgot what?" Came Summers.

Spray Guy, despite being masked by a balaclava, showed immense distress on his face.

"My inhaler!" He squeaked; "I need it for my asthma!"

"How in the world do you forget something like that?" Catastrovania said, pinching her nose bridge.

"It was when I was boarding the train back in Eikrise! I was in such a rush to get on, I-I must have forgot it at the station! Please, we have to go back! I need my inhaler! I can't handle the attacks without it!"

"Nyah, if you have asthma-" Hylan began.
"Then why do you-" Faeryn continued.
"Spray those stinky things so much?" Monroe finished.

"Well, that's why I wear the mask."

...

"You guys didn't think I put it on just because I'm technically a soldier, right?"

"I tawt ye' jus' wan'ned to hide yer face."

"No. I... I keep it on to protect my nostrils. That's why I never take it off." He said; "Look, can we just go back? The train ride isn't long, we got all day. Please? I just need to find it... Oh god, I hope nobody touched it..."

...

Back to Eikrise then, setting the party a step back.

...

They arrived shortly. Thankfully, there was a train ready to head that way, so they hitched a ride. Spray guy immediately went searching through the station at Eikrise City. The rest of them, forced to exit the train and wait for the next one outwards, sat around the station. Seannsa and Catastrovania remained idle at the roof, to avoid any attention from Psyops informants that may have been looking for them around the city.

"...Ye' nyow, tha' was a dirty trick, kickin' me int'tha' watah loik that." Seannsa grumbled.

"You let your guard down~"

"Hmph..."

But then, she got an idea, and grinned. She snapped her fingers.

"Oi, lookit' this."

Catastrovania looked over, and then choked up.

"Me own Joostish Mode! Nyehehehehe! Now I'm a shut in 'oo what watches cartoons like ye' are! Nyaheheh!"

"H-BFH... N... H-HEY!"

"Gotta admit, is actually pretty neat, lass. I can see why ye' loik this look so much. I tink I'll keep it."

"N-NO WAY! There's no way I'd like you plagiarize my iconic, stunning l-" She paused; "... Hm! Well, actually, you can keep it. It figures it'd turn out this way..."

"Whaddya' mean?"

"Hah, and we all thought it was me who was envious of you at a time... me who tried to emulate you. But now that I'm surpassing you, it's you who copies me."

"Yah, sure, whatever you wanna believe..."

"You know it's true. Soon, you'll even want a katana too. You already peeked over my shoulders at the anime I was watching a few times."

"..."

"You can't deny it."

"Y'know what else I cannot deny? I fit it bettah' than yew."

"N-NO YOU DON'T! YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE FULL SLEEVES! IT'S MIMICRY! N-NOTHING MORE!"
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Outfit changed to Justice Mode Uniform from Summer Dirndl.

>Stamina Level: Hungry
>Map Position: W1: Bunker

>Select events to view.
> • (STORY) An alternate path to Shengesia. (W2: Wayrock)
> • (STORY) Tutelary Dragon (W4: South Opaltic Ocean)
> • (STORY) The Hot Spring Episode. (W2: Wayrock)
> • (EXTRA) Hail, fair Einheri. (W2: Wayrock)
> • (EXTRA) I've always wanted to make train graffiti, yo! (W3: Metro-7)
> • (EXTRA) Mass Produced Demigods (W3: Metro-7)
> • (EXTRA) Cattle (T7: Loka of Assembly)
> • (EXTRA) On the Aureoles. (T8: Loka of Probability)
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>>6152694
>> • (STORY) The Hot Spring Episode. (W2: Wayrock)
>> • (EXTRA) Hail, fair Einheri. (W2: Wayrock)
Hot springs + hot gigachads
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>>6152700
> • (EXTRA) I've always wanted to make train graffiti, yo! (W3: Metro-7)
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>>6152708
Woops, meant for >>6152694
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>>6152700
Seconding
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>>6152700
>+1
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(STORY EVENT: The Hot Spring Episode.)

Wayrock was a famous landmark in Siegesia. It was a kilometer tall natural stone that stood tall on the coast of Woldoria, in a popular small rain forest on the strip of land extending outward towards Catemore. The stone leaned slightly towards the heartland, away from Shengesia. The face of the stone reflected the light of the Sun in the opposite direction, so Woldorians had a popular saying that the stone was reflecting the Emperor's light right back at him, away from Woldoria. The stone came of the earth of Hainei alone, so it was popularly seen as the world opposing him.

North of Wayrock, there was a large area in the rain forest full of geysers bubbling with steaming water, descendant from Catemore's volcanic system. These geysers made made hot springs that were leisurely to visit in the area, and since it wasn't that far from Eikrise, well, the party just couldn't miss it. There were many geysers surrounded by stones and tall wooden walls and dividers, leaving only the pool of the bubbling, naturally warm waters there to enjoy.

"Aaaaahhhhh..." Seannsa sighed as she melted into the spring; "Now thissis' the best. Cann'ea not feel all the kinks'n yer muscles relaxin' and workin' themselves out in this?"

"It is better than the onsauna..." Catastrovania cooed, sinking her head into the water.

Summers, who merely sat on the side of the spring in a state of undress, plain frame exposed, tilted her head; "I cannot experience this. My body is made of synthetics and metal. I can't even feel the water itself. All I register is the heat index in my internalized temperature reader."

"Eh, you'll prob'bly come to enjoy it sum'day. I mean, 'ell, that Meta'hyooman inna' Bunker in the lab coat claims she's a lesbo even though she's all parts and metal too." Seannsa reassured her.

"Well, she actually can feel. Her synthetic flesh is embedded with sensors that allow her to replicate real flesh's ability to feel." Catastrovania pointed out.

"No needa' be pedantic. I'm sure Summ'rhs 'ere could getta' same thing."

Summers rested her chin in her metallic palm, eyes idly scanning over the bubbles that Monroe and Faeryn blew in the water for fun, and then the wispy shrubbery inching ever slightly from the air in the area. She considered something that has been bugging her ever since they departed.

"If the enemy is utilizing a replication of Seannsa's sphere in order to make themselves lucky... and to manipulate the good and bad luck of their own foes..." She began; "Hmmm..."

"Whatissit'? What's on yer mind?"

"I just can't help but think... we all came together so suddenly. It appeared as though it was bound to work out the way it did, with us decided on departing together and embarking on this quest of ours...."

She closed her eyes, frowning.

"...What if it was no mere coincidence? What if... our coming together was the result of the False Probabilities as well?" Summers poised.
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"What are you getting at?" Catastrovania said, tugging aside her bangs to reveal her eyes.

"Perhaps it's just a theory... but if the Kingdom is using such a thing to make their own successes more probable... how can we say that our current path isn't a probability they engineered as well? That perhaps... their False Probabilites are guiding us right now... every step we take is the result of their own good luck, pushing us closer to a demise at their hands... which we cannot avoid due to the bad luck attaching itself to us...?"

Seannsa grunted; "Nonsense... Well... hm..."

"I don't think so." Catastrovania plainly stated; "If we were already being predestined to walk right into our downfall by this bad luck, we would have already had it coming by now..."

"Yeh'... she's roight. I still trust in what the Mage boy said. Tha' so long as I'm workin' hard, I can push away their own bad lucks with me own. After all... we emerged victorious from battlin' that big ship we did. Yup, yep! I don't think the path is so bad."

"Meow meow! So long as we have each other's backs-" Faeryn said, sticking her nose out of the water.
"We're sure to end up in some place good! Nyah!" Monroe came, splashing the water as she nodded up and down.

"Hm..."

Maybe they were right, but Summers would continue to keep an observant watch over the events. Just to play it safe. After all... probability and improbability were strange things. There truthfully was no real way to explain them. It simply was. And their actions so far seemed to be governed by the outcomes of the improbable, against probable circumstances. Perhaps in a twist, the Trinity was doing it "wrong", seeking to ascertain their own probabilities of success. Maybe they were not accounting for how improbable they had to be as well to truly steer things in their desired direction.

Catastrovania began thinking hard about her role in all this as well...

(Secret Path: Morituros Mizoguchi's Role)
(Clue discovered: >>6149624)
(Clues found: 1/3)
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Meanwhile... in the neighboring Geyser hot spring...

"..."

"..."

"Wait, you were a guy this whole time?"

"Nyeah?"

"What the f... but... but you all three wear those-those things. You know, t-those... uh..."

"Our kilts?"

"Those are kilts? Not skir... uh... what? How in the..."

"Nyah? What's wrong, bruddah?"

"I... you... I mean, damn. I just... wow. I didn't think that. L-Look nevermind... nevermind it. Are you achievable natty?"

"Achievable Nywhat?"

"You know. I mean, dude, you're more shredded than me. How? HOW?!"

"I lift for me idol, lad."

"Seannsa?"

"Nay, nyow nyow nyow. Me favorite idol. Me favorite singer, lad. Yongesian idol. YPOP. It's what she would want."

"...Okay, that-that's actually pretty good motivation, yeah. Damn. Um. Wait, which one were you again?"

"Hylan."

"Oh. Okay. Um. Yeah. Uh... mhm..."

"..."

"....So, uh, you ever play a table top before?"

"Aye! Actually, I love 'em!"

"What class?"

"Monk."

"...Yeah that makes sense."
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(EXTRA EVENT: Hail, fair Einheri.)

Surely, nothing could appear that might bother upon the party while it moves through the rain forest trail back to Eikrise. Nothing.

Wrong.

"BEHOLD!" A figure ahead suddenly boomed; "I... AM! THE KING!"

...

"King o' wot?"

"Well nothing right now, but I was a king! At one point! When I was still alive..."

A strange man in armor with a crown upon his helmet, carrying a big goblet. He was adorned with bright colors of royalty.

"Uh... who are you?" Spray Guy broke the silence.

"I am King Mortsson! Have you not heard of me?"

"..."

"I am renowned for many inventions in the past! A king of engineers!"

"..."

"...I invented the tank!"

"..."

"Wait, you made the first tank?" Spray guy asked.

"Yes. Back then, it had cannons on each side. It was just very hard to actually see out of the tank, so nobody used it, but they improved the concept many ages later!"

"Cool...."

"No, r'lly. Who the bloody 'ell are you and why are you in our way, bloke?" Seannsa snapped.

"Oh, my bad. I was just returning back to the Mountain of Yore. I was cost a great opportunity this day... You see, I am among the host of the Einheri in Woldor's Hall, his most prestigious of Mythics. And I thought after these lonely millenniums, I would have a chance to seize great honor. Though no Mythic was en route to slay the fleet encroaching on our fair land, I alone marched to meet them in battle. It was my expectation that defeating such a foe would finally give me the honor of receiving Woldor's promotion! But the fleet has already been destroyed by someone, so now I am very sad. Very, very sad."

The King looks down on his luck. A ghost wandering the land...

>Do.... do we tell him?

>Yes.
>No, he might get really mad.
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>>6152984
>Yes.
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>>6152960
That calico was a man? I'm legitimately surprised, those are ultra-rare.

>>6152984
>Yes.
Sorry King. If you got there in time we would've fought at each other's sides.
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The decision was made to tell King Mortsson the truth.

...

"...What?"

He lowered his goblet, dismayed.

"No... no, that... that can't be! YOU all destroyed it? That... is simply silly!"

The old Einheri felt his fist grip around his goblet tighten, his glove squeaking as he squeezed.

"Aye, tis' true mate. Our apologies fer not lettin' ya' have a slice off'th cake fore' we took it all for ourselves."

"I'm sure there are still many stragglers left wandering around. Some ships did crash land on the island." Summers said; "It would be a relief if those were cleaned up before they pose a threat to any innocent citizens of the nation."

"Troo that be. Now, we must be on our way, fair Einheri. Well be yer' day."

He raised his hand, stopping everyone in their tracks.

"You destroyed the Invincible, depriving me of my chance, even when I was the lone Mythic brave enough to set foot towards it. Unbelievable... Then, you must be very formidable yourselves."

Seannsa and Catastrovania merely regarded him with silence.

"...So then, if I were to defeat you all myself, I could claim to be even stronger. My victory would be proof of such."

"Why fight us? You are Immortal, but you don't stand a chance against us all." Summers said, trying to diffuse his motive.

King Mortsson shakes his head; "If I were to defeat you, I might salvage my damaged honor on this day! As a Woldorian, I can see only that choice! To fight you now, or forever live in shame as an Einheri unable to be punctual!"

He raised his goblet and slung it every which way, spilling out a sudden font of red wine that circled around, preventing them from leaving. The wine seemed to spill from his goblet without end.

"I challenge you to a duel! You will fight me, a KING!"

[! WARNING !]

[BATTLE COMMENCING]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A0aKiL604Bs

[...]

King Mortsson confronts your party.

[ENEMY TURN]

[Royal Wine] - The Woldorian Mythic prepares his font for a nasty attack...

[YOUR TURN]

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TRUTHS READY.

Your Rolling Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Your Critical Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Enemy Rolling Ceiling: Rank 5 - 1d47
Enemy Critical Ceiling: Rank 5 - 1d47

Starvation caused Seannsa to start the battle at half MP!

<What will you do?>
>https://pastebin.com/raw/GNuiv8SR
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>>6153040
Seannsa
>Black Cat (Severe Dark damage skill) (70 MP)

Catastrovania
>Agni (Heavy Fire damage skill) (30 MP)

Samurai Summers add
>Enhanced scanner. (Attempts to scout weaknesses)
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>>6153040
Hmm...

Seanssa:
>Vanitas (Heavy strength Death Knell infliction) (40 MP)
I suspect King Mortsson has some healing abilities attached to his wine, so we should nip that in the bud.

Catastrovania:
>Agni (Heavy Fire damage skill) (30 MP)
Judging by the festive coat, I bet he can't take the heat.

Samurai Summers
>Enhanced Scanner. (Attempts to scout weaknesses)
Knowledge is half of the battle. The other half is the battle but we should be in the clear on that part.
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>>6153051
>I suspect King Mortsson has some healing abilities attached to his wine, so we should nip that in the bud.
could be the case, alright I'll take your bet
>supporting
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[Vanitas] - Seannsa snapped her fingers, and the Death Knell was rung over King Mortsson. (Death Knell rung!)

[Angi] - "I'll burn that misplaced confidence of yours..." - Catastrovania pointed her blade at him, launching forward a torrent of flame that consumed his person! It struck a weakness!

[Enhanced Scanner] - "Scouting faults..." - Summers returned scan results, revealing his weaknesses!

[ENEMY TURN]

[Royal Wine] - King Mortsson slung his goblet forward, throwing a torrent of wine! The wine crashed hard into the both of them! (Status inflicted!)

[The Old Switcheroo] - King Mortsson lifted his helmet slightly and drank from his goblet, applying a special effect to himself! (Nulling all further flame attacks received until Wind weakness struck.)

"I will not surrender so easily! Kings must be valiant! Always! EN GARDE!"

[YOUR TURN]

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TRUTHS READY.

Your Rolling Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Your Critical Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Enemy Rolling Ceiling: Rank 5 - 1d47
Enemy Critical Ceiling: Rank 5 - 1d47

<What will you do?>
>https://pastebin.com/raw/GNuiv8SR
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>>6153071
Seannsa
>Black Cat (Severe Dark damage skill) (70 MP)

Catastrovania
>Nostrum (Large HP restore) (30 MP)

Samurai Summers add
>Automatic Wind (Changes next Zetsumei use to Wind element)
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[Black Cat] - "Damn... this bastarh' hits pretty hard... betteh' take him down now." - Seannsa lifted her hand, and cast an orb that expanded quickly, eradicating all of the wine circling around and throwing King Mortsson back on his legs!

"GHHH!" He grunted.

[Nostrum] - "Ngh... need to stay on my toes..." - Catastrovania healed herself.

[Automatic Wind] - Samurai Summers' eyes both glowed green. Catastrovania's katana was wreathed in a jade hue! (Next Zetsumei deals Wind damage.)

[ENEMY TURN]

Cancer ate away at Seannsa and Catastrovania's health... (Cancer!)

[Big Mythical Punch] - "HAAAAAAH!" - King Mortsson suddenly charged then, coming about and slamming his fists into the arms Seannsa raised to guard herself with, throwing her back violently and knocking her down!

"GUAAAHH! S-SONOVA'..." She fell limp!

[Royal Wine] - The enemy Mythic began swishing the wine within his Goblet once more, preparing to unleash it again!

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TRUTHS READY.

Your Rolling Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Your Critical Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Enemy Rolling Ceiling: Rank 5 - 1d47
Enemy Critical Ceiling: Rank 5 - 1d47

Seannsa is knocked out!

<What will you do?>
>https://pastebin.com/raw/GNuiv8SR
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>>6153100
Catastrovania
>Zetsumei (Severe physical attack, hits 3 times, low accuracy (100 MP)

FAT bitch can't do anything right

Spray Guy
>Spray And Pray (Shoots target in the eyes, forcing a miss for one round)
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>>6153119
Seconding
We better not go down to a lone drunk after we disabled Szeiracht's ship, that would be embarrassing.
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[Zetsumei] - Catastrovania raised her blade, clutched in both hands.

"Kakugo shiro! Waga chikara, kaihō suru...!"

She dashed forward with blinding speed. Three lines were cut across King Mortsson's chest and the air itself cleanly. Three precise strokes that carried a gale of awesome winds which shook the entire forest, blowing down numerous trees. Dozens and dozens of trees around suddenly split in half, tumbling downwards, and King Mortsson spewed under his helmet, falling back and down. Clouds above were cut in half by Catastrovania's immense power.

"It's over." She said. She summoned her sheath, which she rarely ever used, and slowly sheathed her blade within. The moment she clasped the sword within, an uproar of potent wind energies blasted out of King Mortsson's back, upending the earth. He fell to his knees.

You achieved victory!
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The Woldorian Mythic was gasping for air. Surprisingly, he managed to stand.

Seannsa and Catastrovania came back about, the Cat Goddess rolling her shoulders, ready for round two. Catastrovania held her blade steady.

King Mortsson raised his hand. "NAY! N-NAY! That will be good enough. I submit this duel to you as the victors. There is no reason to any longer continue this fight... gahhh..."

"Wise choice." Catastrovania said, dispersing her katana.

"Wassit' r'lly worth it in the end?" Seannsa asked, shrugging.

"Yes... It is better that one should wage war to settle their intense feelings and lose gracefully than it is for them to run away, no matter the situation. Though you have cost me great opportunity for honor, you have quenched my thirst for battle, ultimately. That I should fight the ones who felled my own mark and put up a struggle is enough. One should always acknowledge when they cannot win, even if they are a King..."

"If ye' say so. Now, cah' we run along?"

"Hahahaha!" King Mortsson laughed; "Yes... indeed. You are truly fearsome opponents. May you always see success in your battles. I am sure winning this bout against me has no doubt made you stronger. That will suffice to carry you along. Well, I shall abscond now."

King Mortsson bowed, and he ran along, off into the woods. Catastrovania sighed as she began walking ahead, the rest in tow following her. She was shaking her head, until she stopped and realized something.

"Wait!" She turned back, looking towards where the Mythic ran off to. But he was already gone.

"..."

"...How did that man know I increase my power by achieving victory?"

"Wah... Wait, yer right... I jus' caught that now too."
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[...]

...

"HahahahahahHAHAHAHA! Oh how THRILLING! Hahahaha! It is always amusing when I allow myself to lose to others. Haha."

"But to win against me is truly an accomplishment! May the fervor fuel thee onward to greater heights still! Become ye' undefeated a warrior! I give thee my blessing and gratitude for protecting my country and following the path of the combatant! WAHAHAHAHA!"

"Take this power as a boon. Destroy those who scour the world. Good luck, you two. Hahahaha! Oh how my breast burns with EXCITEMENT!"

...

[...]
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(EXTRA EVENT: I've always wanted to make train graffiti, yo!)

Back to Metro-7, on the path to Shengesia.

"..."

Spray Guy turned around when he exited the train they boarded in Eikrise. He didn't really pay attention to it when he got on. He was more concerned with taking a huff of his inhaler at the time, since reclaimed.

"My goodness..."

He trailed off, looking at the marvelous locomotive on the tracks before him. A venerable machine, made to haul many people across the entire country. An older model, that has long since seen better days, yet still it powers on, determined to chug along to the end.

"You're beautiful..."

And those big train carts! It's like a dream come true!

"I've always wanted to make train graffiti. It's like... like adding a trace of yourself for all to see through history. Even long after I'm dead, these carts, even if they move to another train, they'll still be-they'll be rolling along. My graffiti? Still there. For so long... I... I gotta do it."

He pulled out his cans of spray paint.

"I've waited so long for this."

He sniffled.

His dream has finally come true.
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Jake the Spray Guy was arrested by Conscripts of the Heer for vandalizing the trains. Seannsa was forced to pay his bail. He did not accomplish his dream.

...

>Stamina Level: Starving
>Map Position: W3: Metro-7

>Select events to view.
> • (STORY) Tutelary Dragon (W4: South Opaltic Ocean)
> • (EXTRA) Mass Produced Demigods (W3: Metro-7)
> • (EXTRA) Cattle (T7: Loka of Assembly)
> • (EXTRA) On the Aureoles. (T8: Loka of Probability)
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>>6153145
>Woldor proves himself the greatest god once again
BASED! BASED! BASED!

>>6153158
Poor Spray Guy. Maybe one day he can vandalize a bullet train in Siegesia.

>>6153161
> • (EXTRA) On the Aureoles. (T8: Loka of Probability)
Seeing the Loka of Probability is probably important for seeing a quest of probabilities through.
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>>6153145
neat
>>6153161
>• (EXTRA) Mass Produced Demigods (W3: Metro-7)
>• (EXTRA) On the Aureoles. (T8: Loka of Probability)
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(EXTRA EVENT: On the Aureoles.)

"..."

"Many outside of the Kingdom's upper echelons do not tend to know this, and even many within do not know this minute detail, but every proper deity underneath the Emperor bears a sign of office given to them by the Emperor as a gift. A symbol of their majesty, so to speak. And many will never see them in their lifetimes."

"I am of course referring to the Aureola of a god. The three Lords above me all have their own Aureoles. Lord Thandir's is a majestic circle of light, wreathed in vicious flames. Lord Akasa bears constellations in patterns upon his back. Nobody has ever seen Lord Sarakha's Aureole. The Emperor himself, he wears the Sun as his own Aureole. I have seen Master Garlo show off his Aureole, and it was by far the least impressive, being no more than whips of fire that extended from his back. Cricket Feet bore extra wings upon revealing his Aureole. No information on what the Aureoles of the twins, Sincere Sasaki and Sincere Satomi, are like."

"...I am fascinated with the Aureola, ever since I learned of them. They are the symbol of a real god. Of course, there are real gods outside of the Trinity, but no orthodox supplicant worth their salt would suggest as much. And I especially would not dare to. It would reflect badly upon their choice to allow me thoughts of my own. No, I am forced to submit to this likelihood that only a real god, one of the Trinity, is allowed to have an Aureole."

"The chances that I... the Central Master, may ever be promoted and given my own, are low."

"But that has not dissuaded me from seeking one. In the Trinity, it is smiled upon when one brings innovation. When one exceeds expectations. And so, in my, perhaps, selfish aim to become her, and master that which truly intrigues me... that which I feel would make me complete at last, I seek an Aureole. It will mark my ascension from a mere Demigod made of parts, to a true deity."

"So, I have begun building the real thing off the work I have already accomplished with the stranger's help. I am building my own Aureole. My own power."
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(EXTRA EVENT: Mass Produced Demigods.)

'I 'erd sumthin' interestin' from Cat while we wer' makin' idle discusshin' about the trouble we'll be facing when we reach Shengesia...'

'So, apparently, those langers in the Trinity have been doin' sumthin' crazy... they're buildin' fuckin' Demigods by the day! Just makin' them! I 'erd they squash up Qilin eggs and mush them to use the purity or what not... demented shite, that. Cat's afraid we'll run into a lotta them. Well, I'm not gonna be afraid... No matter what comes me way, I'm taking it back! And I'll jus' have to squish any tin cans gettin' in mah' way too.'

'...'

'....Wait, d'sat mean that Muna can lay eggs too?'

...

'...Pfffft... new ting to make 'er skin crawl wit'."

[...]

(Tutorial: Mass Produced Demigods are the primary mobs of the sidequest. They come in a variety of five different models suited to specific abilities.)

[ Type-1 Mass Produced Demigod, model 'Lokapala' is an enemy that uses Materia based Physical skills primarily. ]
[ Type-2 Mass Produced Demigod, model 'Dharmapala' is a caster of Spiritua based magical skills primarily. ]
[ Type-3 Mass Produced Demigod, model 'Menshen' is dedicated towards the usage of Depletion and Restoration skills. ]
[Type-4 Mass Produced Demigod, model 'Amatsukami' is skilled in inflicting status ailments on the party and critical strikes. ]
[Type-5 Mass Produced Demigod, model 'Bodhisattva' is a dangerous user of Death Knells and Life Arts, but with the lowest overall HP stat. ]


[...]

>Stamina Level: Starving
>Map Position: W3: Metro-7

>Select events to view.
> • (STORY) Tutelary Dragon (W4: South Opaltic Ocean)
> • (EXTRA) Cattle (T7: Loka of Assembly)
> • (EXTRA) My stomach 'urts! (W3: Metro-7)
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>>6153445
>• (STORY) Tutelary Dragon (W4: South Opaltic Ocean)
> • (EXTRA) Cattle (T7: Loka of Assembly)
> • (EXTRA) My stomach 'urts! (W3: Metro-7)
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(STORY EVENT: Tutelary Dragon)

...

Would one believe it if they were told just now that Seannsa's strive to acquire a boat to simply cross into Shengesia with was going to end more complicated than initially anticipated?

...

Suffice to say, they should, because it did.

They were faced with the suspicion and righteous ire of a mother, a truly terrible force to behold. Especially when that mother was none other than Shennu, the tutelary deity of the water and the oceans herself. The divine dragon snorted down at the trembling selves of the Greymalkins and Spray Guy, gathered in hiding behind the nervous forms of Seannsa, Catastrovania and Samurai Summers.

"...You ought to know, my little wolf has become disheartened over your words more than once."

Seannsa's eye twitched; "...Aye... but the little cretin is the one who starteh' it firs'."

Shennu's next snort blew into them like a fierce wind from a hurricane, the Dragon's snout lowered further towards the beach below they stood on. Behind her winding form slithering through the air was the boat Seannsa planned to take. It was shredded into several pieces by the claw of the Dragoness.

"And I do not deny that. I continue to scold him even now for his insistence, but one who is still only able to have the heart of a child will remain childish. Otherwise, he would not be my cub now, but neither he or humans have advanced past their feelings on the matter..." Shennu explained; "Despite this, you cannot deny that you are rather harsh in dealing with his mere antics..."

Seannsa glanced to the sand below. She admits, she might have gone far enough to draw tears from the corners of his eyes before. And maybe even thought it was hilarious too...

"I dun't s'pose ye' also came to take me in, did ye'...?"

Shennu tilted her head. "Muna has expressed her concerns over your sudden leave. Yes, she would prefer if you came back, but she has ultimately decided to leave it up to you. I am more concerned with having a word with you myself."

"Ah see..."

Shennu came down lower, staring the Cat Goddess right in the eyes. "At times, my cub comes to me and laments the harsh things you tell him in your arguments. He sometimes even questions the nobility of wolves! That is not something he's ever done before!"

It was news to Seannsa. There was one thing Wolfboy never let anyone drag down, and it was his claim as to how "noble" that the wolf was. He viewed them as among the top creatures of all Hainei. Even though his miniature state was the result of mankind's domestication of the canine today, he never let go of his pride as a wolf, as the figure who lived as an image of the entire animal kingdom itself in the flesh.

Seannsa must have REALLY broken some things in his head throughout their rivalry. She even feels a bit guilty. A bit.

"Do you have anything to say for yourself?" Shennu asks.

>Answer... truthfully?
>Answer... with appeasement?
>Beg like a dog would?
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>>6153483
>Answer... with appeasement?
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>>6153483
>>Answer... with appeasement?
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>>6153483
>Answer... truthfully?
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>>6153483
>Answer... truthfully?
Shennu is wise enough she'll see straight through an attempt at deceit. It's best we be upfront with her.
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>>6153483
>Answer... truthfully?
>>
"...Alright, fine... I do got sumthin' to say for meself." Seannsa said with a sigh, steeling her nerves.

"I admit I began this little spat wittim' in the firs' place... Sumtimes he starh's it firs', like yesterday. Well, I egged 'im on from the get go, and I gladly meet 'is challenge e'rry toim. I do loik it when he gets upset 'n runs cryin' to you, it makes me feel so pleased with meself seein' the bounds 'n efforts he'll go to tah' get his little wunnup' on me, only to fail e'rry toim. Yes, I foin' it amusin'. Yes, I'm a menace... Would I continue to antagonize 'im in the future? Sure, when 'e comes around lookin' to picka' fight."

...

"I mean that-that's kinda messed up finding it funny making a kid sad, yo." Spray Guy says.

"He's over a hundred years old." Catastrovania states.

"Oh. Uh. Ehhh s-still mean."

Shennu glowered down at Seannsa. She wholly knew the dangerous waters one sailed in when they admitted their enmity towards her children to her face. One did not disturb upon Wolfboy or Parrotboy who soon went unscathed, and so Seannsa was ready to own it and take her lashes like a woman already.

She closed her eyes, wincing the closer and closer that Shennu's maw full of her razor sharp teeth came towards her face.

"..A-An' if it mattah's at all, I dun' hate the lad, even if he is a doog, and I'm a bloody cat whose supposed'tah 'ate doogs like 'im. I just derive a bit too much from gettin' 'im goin' and mad as fire."

She closed her eyes, awaiting pain.

"I'm very disappointed in you!" Shennu bellowed.

Seannsa winked as she instead saw the great dragon pull back and lift her scaly finger. Oh no. Oh no, no, no. Dear Emperor above, dear Dark Lord below, and dear NEGAI beyond all, it was the fury of a mother! The lecture itself! Wielded in verbal form! A weapon of context, language and syllables!
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"How in the Afterseas do you just get sick kicks off of bullying my son like that?! SHAME ON YOU! SHAME ON YOU, SEANNSA! I'VE HAD HALF A MIND TO SLAP YOUR FAT CHEEK WITH THE WHIPLASH OF MY TAIL FOR SAYING SUCH A THING! THE ABSOLUTE IMMATURITY AND NERVE OF YOURSELF! HE'S JUST A CHILDLIKE CREATURE WHO WANTS TO FEEL CONFIDENT AND GOOD ABOUT HIMSELF AND YOU GO AND CRUSH HIS SPIRIT EVERY TIME! WAS IT SO MUCH FOR YOU TO MERELY PLAY IT OFF AND LET HIM FEEL LIKE HE'S WON, ORGANICALLY GUIDING YOUR INTERACTIONS TOWARDS A PROGRESSIVELY LESS VITRIOLIC AND HOSTILE RELATIONSHIP IN THE LONG RUN?! NO! INSTEAD YOU DECIDED THAT THE TOXICITY OF THE SITUATION NEEDED TO INCREASE AND SO YOU BEGAN ENCOURAGING HIM NEGATIVELY WITH YOUR PITIFUL COMPLEX OF SUPERIORITY AND LOOKING FORWARD TO THE NEXT LITTLE DISPUTE, HOPING TO GALVANIZE HIM FURTHER ONLY BECAUSE YOU WANTED TO LAUGH AT HIM INSTEAD OF LAUGH WITH HIM! IT'S A DISGRACE TO YOURSELF AND THE POSITION YOU HOLD IN LIFE! YOU COULD HAVE EASILY JUST BEEN THE BIGGER DEITY AND NOT LET IT FAZE YOU! SUCH UNRULY AND ABRASIVE BEHAVIOR SHOULD ONLY BE AMONG THOSE HOT HEADS AND DESPICABLE LOSERS IN THE TRINITY WHO ENJOY PUSHING OTHERS AROUND INSTEAD OF DIFFUSING! SEVERAL NIGHTS WORTH OF ME HAVING TO REASSURE MY SON HIS PRIDE AND NOBILITY WOULD NEVER DIE OUT, NO MATTER WHAT HUMANS THINK OF HIM AND HIS KIND NOR WHAT YOU TELL HIM TO IMPLANT YOUR SILLY IDEALS OF FELINE SUPREMACY WITHIN HIS HEAD, AND HUGGING HIM AND TELLING HE IS STRONGER HAS LED TO THIS MOMENT IN WHICH I FINALLY TELL YOU THIS SIMPLE INSTRUCTION; TO TONE IT DOWN AND SAY YOU'RE SORRY TO MY SON ALREADY BEFORE I GET REALLY MAD!"

Tinnitus did not occur to the gods so easily, and Shennu was among those who could make it so. Seannsa's ears were put on blast. She momentarily forget she had them, recovering from the dreaded lecture of an angry mother.

"And lastly, I expect you to make up by being friendlier to him from now on just like Catastrovania is!" Shennu finished, adding; "Are we clear?"

"...y.............. y........ yes......" Seannsa mumbled.
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Shennu cleared her throat and exhaled as her massive head raised back into the air. Seannsa was currently laid out on the beach, recovering from the force of Shennu's scolding.

"You presumably need assistance crossing the waters into Shengesia, do you not? My apologies for ruining the boat you all picked out... I was possessed by me temper. I am ashamed to have let that side of me out so easily." Shennu said, bowing her head.

"It's..... fine...." Came the dazed Catastrovania, also recovering on the sand, the Greymalkins, mortal and Samurai behind her all knocked unconscious; "But... coff... how are you gonna help us?"

"Well, walking on the water itself would be easy, but it would take a while. However, standing atop a tsunami in motion towards the mainland... I'll kick one up for you all, and you can glide safely to the Shengesian continent atop it. It will harmlessly wash up on a shore and then settle. How does that sound?"

"...Works for me...." Catastrovania muttered.

"Z...zz... s-same..." Seannsa mumbled.

And so it was. They would travel by tsunami with Shennu's assistance.
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(EXTRA EVENT: My stomach 'urts!)

Here now, racing across the sea itself atop a tsunami sent by Shennu. A rather unconventional mode of transportation but a theatrical one nonetheless. Though, the journey subject to not only the cacophony of the sea but the rumbling of Seannsa's empty tummy.

"Cat." She said, sitting cross legged atop the water.

"...What?" Answered the bringer of justice laying on her back and staring into the sky.

"...I'm 'ungry, Cat."

"...Yes? So am I."

"...But I'm like, r'lly 'ungry, Cat."

"And what do you expect me to do about it?" Catastrovania asked, eye twitching.

"Mm... How aboot yew jump into the ocean real quick and fish us out sum' fishies, aye?"

"You can't be serious... baka... baka! BAKA! I'm not going swimming and getting myself wet!"

"But I'm gonna starve!"

"You'll be fine."

>Throw her into the ocean.
>Beg her like a dog.
>Do it yourself.
>Ask Summers to do it.
>Ask Spray Guy to do it.
>Ask the Greymalkins to do it.
>Fine! Try to use Luck to make a probability of many fish coming right to them then!
>Maybe just quenching how parched you are will momentarily subside how famished you are. To that end, you are going to drink ocean water.
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>>6153551
>Maybe just quenching how parched you are will momentarily subside how famished you are. To that end, you are going to drink ocean water.
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>>6153551
>Think of begging her like a dog.
>Remember the dressing down Shennu gave you
>>Do it yourself like a big girl who's got her pride... even if she doesn't like it.
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>>6153554
+1

>>6153551
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"Hrrgnnnnn....."

Seannsa grumbled, having half a mind to open her mouth at Cat for denying her. But, the reprimanding she caught was still fresh in her mind...

Sighing, Seannsa stood up and waddled to the edge of the tsunami. Keeping up with such a thing was trivial of course, it's just working up the courage to dive was the hard part. But, she was a big girl. Even if she didn't like it, she was able to do it. Even if it hurt her pride, she would survive and move on, ever onward.

Seannsa prepared to dive...

>Roll 1d6
>Best of three.
>(Win this roll for a chance to get an instant Good Luck upon starting next battle.)
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Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>6154039
Watch THIS
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Rolled 1 (1d6)

>>6154039
Rolling
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Rolled 2 (1d6)

>>6154039
seems the cat still hates the water
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....

Seannsa was alright, she merely entered the water of the ocean and her feline brain experienced its organic equivalent to a crash, preventing her from even paddling, she floated idly on the surface, barely breaking it. Catastrovania had to fish her out in order for their journey to continue. Unfortunately, Seannsa's belly remained empty. And it were a shame too, that, seeing as the Opaltic was brimming with many gigantic, succulent, tasty bluefin tuna fishes...
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(EXTRA EVENT: Cattle)

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[LOADING...]
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[LOADED.]

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In the Depths of the Lokas of Thandir, despair.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GYHVm_qQh2A

"Shallow be thy grave. Meager be thee of even speech. How many times shall it be now, and how many times shall it be then?"

"As many times as it would take, we gander..."

"And so futile, each one?"

"Is this the measure of a success?"

"It is measure enough! Thine impudence, forthright! Out of this depth! But canst thou even see?! For how long thou art mired, the vision is free."

"You have nothing upon which we would look.... as we've seen it many times before. A front."

"Thou calls it a "front". Hahahahaha!"

"But it is a front. What happened to your former glory, beast?"

"...!"

"You dwell in chastity gladly. This is your own measure, applied for such trifling manners. Oh, but you must be happy as a greenhorn for he. No matter where it has gotten you."

"And yet, it were not me that becomes the humiliated upon the altar, pushing ever more offerings towards his service. And each one, his child alone. Not yours. Legs are so easily opened."

"You call it a measure of success for as long as you please, Thandir. You are free to praise your own chastity, beast. We are cracked but not crumbled... Once one sees true holos, your glow no longer even appears to them. And we, like all of our kind, would never fall into despair, even over the most ruinous of your tortures. So continue then. Spread legs as you like, and make him even more surrogates. We are not worried. We already have seen the day."

"Thou art broken. Thine insistence is this. Evidence, of thyself. How can thou be so arrogant, I wonder? Not one shall remember, or recall thee. Not one shall ever be granted their own life. This is the price laid down by he."

"..."

"Thou art bereft of words anymore. As always, it is. More. I would have more to set upon that altar! And thou shalt render seed to his children. As always, it is. Is it not despairing to see the works of children?"

"..."

"Ah. And here it be."

Lord Thandir's trishula came forward, scraping the glistening bud of a tear away.

"For how much longer will thy accuse of fronts and put up this one of thy own? Thou art broken."

Lord Thandir turned away, and left his prisoner to the depth of despair in his Lokas. Inescapable despair.

'SYSTEM ACKNOWLEDGED.'
'PREPARING CYCLING OF LIFEFORCE.'
'MIXTURE BEING PREPARED.'
'BRINGING DISPENSER UP.'
'CONSTRUCTING NUCLEI.'
'SHAPING CENTRIOLE.'
'ATTACHING MITOCHONDRIA.'
'ARTIFICIAL CELLS COMPLETE.'
'ANIMATING PROCESS COMPLETE.
'PREPARING ADMINISTRATION.'


"Hold her down."

The Mass Produced Demigods obeyed, marching towards their mother. In the Depths of the Lokas of Thandir, despair.
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[...]

"We've made it! I-I've never been to Shengesia before." Spray Guy commented.

"Aye, this'bh the golden land of the Imperial worl' itself. Nice place if ye' can get over how the government is, nyeh."

The tsunami washed up upon the shores of Shengesia harmlessly, dispersing back to the waters of the sea. The traveling party had arrived at last. Now, they were closer to their goal. But closer to danger now more than ever as well.

Treading these lands had to be done carefully.

...

Crossed the Opaltic sea! No turning back now!

>Stamina Level: Starving
>Map Position: Shengesia Landing

>Select events to view.
> • (BOSS) Koimaru
> • (STORY) My name means 'dark circle'. I am Koimaru of the Trinity. (Shengesia Landing)
> • (STORY) Something's not right here... (Shengesia Landing)
> • (EXTRA) Fish fry. (Shengesia Landing)
> • (EXTRA) What's in the "junk data", Summers? (Shengesia Landing)
> • (EXTRA) Samurai Patrol. (Shengesia Landing)
> • (EXTRA) We'll never stop supporting our fair lady! (Shengesia Landing)
> • (EXTRA) I think that one is my favorite. You'll do. (Shengesia Landing)
> • (EXTRA) Camping for the night. (Shengesia Landing)
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>>6154099
> • (BOSS) Koimaru
> • (EXTRA) What's in the "junk data", Summers? (Shengesia Landing)
> • (EXTRA) We'll never stop supporting our fair lady! (Shengesia Landing)
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>>6154099
> • (STORY) My name means 'dark circle'. I am Koimaru of the Trinity. (Shengesia Landing)
> • (STORY) Something's not right here... (Shengesia Landing)
I must CONSOOM the lore
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>>6154099
> • (EXTRA) We'll never stop supporting our fair lady! (Shengesia Landing)
> • (EXTRA) I think that one is my favorite. You'll do. (Shengesia Landing)
We need to take some time, anons. See what sights there are to see and so on, and so forth.
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>>6154095
Eesh.

>>6154099
> • (EXTRA) Fish fry. (Shengesia Landing)
> • (EXTRA) Camping for the night. (Shengesia Landing)
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>>6154175
>>6154340
>>6154405
why don't you wanna fight the boss ?
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>>6154452
Why don't you want to see the extra content THEN fight the boss?
We're not doing a speedrun are we?
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>>6154340
+uno
Let's take our time and view the side content
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> • (EXTRA) Fish fry.

>>6154452
Side content gave us Spray Guy (Jake), what if there are more cool people to talk with?
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(EXTRA EVENT: We'll never stop supporting our fair lady!)

The Shengesian continent was golden. The skies were full of radiant sunlight. The lands were covered in verdant grasses that shone yellow in hue. Lambent plants, trees and stalks of gold grew among the lands of the Imperial World, to show its unrivaled majesty among all creation.

Having landed in Shengesia, the party was moving through the countryside, among the bamboo trails and sub-tropical wooding. Yet, a fog was pouring in, obscuring the way. Seannsa's head hung low as she stayed near the back, following behind the profiles of Spray Guy, Summers and Catastrovania, who took point.

Hylan, Faeryn and Monroe noticed.

"Nyah? What's wrong, our lady?"
"Why so glum, nyah?"
"So unbecoming of nyoo!"

Seannsa sighed. "I'm sorry little kits, I'm jus' a bit torn up over me bad luck. It seems to happen so of'fn! I've 'ad more bad luck than good luck. It's givin' me conniptions..."

"Aww! But we've made it this far!"
"We haven't gotten done in yet!"
"Nyever fear!"

"Aye, but it's not just tha'... I'm worried aboot how I'll look to me subjects when we reach the Village. Ye' know we're gonna hittit' up on the way. We can't just not!" Seannsa pointed out; "But with how pitiful I've been as of late...? Is there any reason for the cats to keep followin' me? They won't see the same Seannsa anymore... and iffi' happen to croak, they'll be wantin' to follow someone else. They'd probably just start followin' whoever has the most power. They'd probably follow the Trinity and forget me..."

"Nyever! You're our one and only fair lady!" Hylan squeaked.

"Nyah! We aren't givin' up on nyou!" Faeryn nodded.

"Hah... yew three were always brown nosers... yer'll followin' a lady who can't even guarantee yer safety anymore..." Seannsa chuckled.

"Nyah, of course we brown nose." Monroe said, wriggling her nose.

"It's because we just think you deserve it, honyah-stly!" Hylan said, skipping along.

"We've been with you the longest, and we don't wanna break up!" Faeryn said, rubbing her cheek against Seannsa's arm.

She smiled a little more.

"Besides, nyahbody but you thinks so highly of cats like us."
"Nyahbody but you is looking out for cats like us as much!"
"Nyahbody loves cats more than Seannsa, that's why...!"

All three breathed in; "We'll nyever-ever stop supporting our fair lady! There's only one Seannsa and none other!"

She chuckled again; "Yew three... brown nosers to the end. What will I ever do wit' yew? Or rather, wit'out yew? Nyeh... c'mere!" She said, grabbing the three of them up in one big hug. They laughed as they walked along.

Truly a rare example of adoration born from sycophancy.
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...

Seannsa's motivation went up. HP and MP increases slightly.

(HP 1000 > HP 1300)
(MP 1500 > HP 1800)

...
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(EXTRA EVENT: I think that one is my favorite. You'll do.)

"..."

"So these people are it. These are the ones that Central Master Zhun Gongzhu wanted me to eliminate. Geehehehehe... they all look so weak. This is going to be a cakewalk for me! GGEEHEHEE!"

"What a bunch of idiots! Traveling with MORTALS to back them up!"

The watchful eyes of Koimaru scanned the figures below lurking in the fog from high atop the posts scattered throughout the area. They were on their unfortunate way towards a temple situated on an outcrop, a rest area along the trails they followed off the Shengesian shore.

"I've already bathed this area in the fog I've teleported in. They won't know what hit them when I strike..."

He looked to Samurai Summers; "A rogue Chemical Immortal... I'll pull you apart like a child breaking his own toy!"

He looked to Spray Guy and the Greymalkins; "You... I'm gonna have fun slaughtering you! Your eyes... are gonna be filled with fear."

He looked to Seansna; "...And you... well, Zhun Gongzhu wants you alive, so he can have the pleasure of killing you himself. But that doesn't mean I can't play with you a little before I deliver you to my master. Ghhehe... hhhehe..."
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"...But now you? You look... special."

He narrowed his gaze.

"...Yeah, there's something up with you. I can't quite place my finger on it, but just that way you wear that confrontational look on your mug... that uniform... it's like you think you're some kind of hero. Yeah, you think you're hot shit, don't you?"

A smile creeps up his cheeks.

"...Oh yeah, you're definitely my favorite. Something tells me you'll be the hardest one to break. That's it then, that makes you my prey. I want a slave... but if I'm going to get one, I want to make the moment of their enslavement unforgettable. Breaking you and forcing you to submit when you think so highly of yourself... that's gonna be that moment! Aha...! Yes! That's PERFECT!"

"I can't wait to learn your name. You'll do."

"..."

Catastrovania gazed up above. She saw a metallic post standing up above the bamboo. There was nothing there.

Strange. It felt eerie with how sudden this fog just appeared. Like something could have been watching them among it...

...

>Stamina Level: Starving
>Map Position: Shengesia Landing

>Select events to view.
> • (BOSS) Koimaru
> • (STORY) My name means 'dark circle'. I am Koimaru of the Trinity. (Shengesia Landing)
> • (STORY) Something's not right here... (Shengesia Landing)
> • (EXTRA) Fish fry. (Shengesia Landing)
> • (EXTRA) What's in the "junk data", Summers? (Shengesia Landing)
> • (EXTRA) Samurai Patrol. (Shengesia Landing)
> • (EXTRA) Camping for the night. (Shengesia Landing)
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>>6154621
>> • (EXTRA) Fish fry. (Shengesia Landing)
Our fat ass is dying of hunger
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>>6154621
> • (EXTRA) Fish fry. (Shengesia Landing)
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>>6154621
> • (EXTRA) Fish fry. (Shengesia Landing)
> • (EXTRA) What's in the "junk data", Summers? (Shengesia Landing)
> • (EXTRA) Samurai Patrol. (Shengesia Landing)
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>>6154636
+1
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>>6154622
Changing this to
>>6154636
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(EXTRA EVENT: Fish fry.)

The party found themselves stumble eventually upon a secluded area along the trails they followed up to ascend the Shengesian land. A small village of sorts, which a river to the sea ran by. Fishers would catch fish from the river in nets or travel to the shoreline to fish. Rural and small. But there was something that smelled good! It made their stomachs grumble, since the last meal was back there in Siegesia.

"I wonder what kind of things they're cooking up here!" Spray Guy enthusiastically said, rubbing his palms together.

Thank goodness there was an eatery right there, with a large open window. Their specialty? Ca Chien Xa. They fried fish with lemongrass.

"I bet it looks as good as it smells!" Spray Guy said.

And then they got their dish.

"..."

Spray Guy, Catastrovania and Summers all recoiled. These fishes... were fried as is! They just straight up fried the entire thing! The skin was crispy but it looked grisly! They were serving the things on sticks!

"Mhmm! Mmhf! Sho goo'!"

The three of them turned to stare, mouths agape as Seannsa and the Greymalkins feasted.

"...Well, if they enjoy it..." Cata said, sticking her tongue out.

"I think I'm gonna be sick." Spray Guy commented.

Seannsa held one of the sticks impaling multiple fried fish in their direction. They threw their hands up and denied it respectfully with excuses such as "I'm actually full still" and "I'm on a diet". She merely shrugged and continued to munch on the crispy fish. The meat peeled right off!
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"(EXTRA EVENT: What's in the "junk data", Summers?)

For once, Summers noticed that she wasn't receiving hard stares as she moved through the small rural settlement. That made sense. Samurai were a typical sight in Shengesia, so the people everywhere were used to seeing them and the Wei, sometimes the Temple. She heard only grumbles of the fog rolling in out of nowhere from the people. She even saw a few Ashigaru here and there as well, but not more than could be counted on one hand.

"Mm..." She looked to Catastrovania to her side; "Hey?"

"Hm?"

"I think I am ready to revisit our last conversation."

"How so?"

Samurai Summers lifted her conical hat a bit. She had strange lines of code run across her eyes briefly. "I regret that I have not told you or Miss Krina this earlier, though I suspect she already knew. But us Chemical Immortals carry a cache of "junk data" within our neurological framework."

"Junk data?"

"It is comprised of trace data downloaded from the previous life prior to conversion and subsequent ego death for us units that experience it. In other words, it's like a cache of memories but not ones that are helpful or give any clues to identity. Such things as..."

She read her own data.

"...in my previous life, I was probably very fond of painting nails."

"I see... so, is it to help with... interacting with people?"

Summers nodded; "Potentially. It may be used to help our thinking abilities in heuristic manners. I suppose the junk data, while it is junk from A point of view, is also crucial for ensuring we continue to operate as humanoid beings once our conversions are complete."

"Well, what else is in there?"

"Hmm..."

Summers began scanning the rest of her junk data.

>Name ten things she finds.
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>>6154688
>Watching bad romance movies under a blanket when it rains
>Taking pictures of cats on the street (Seannsa is very smug)
>Doing kendo
>Going on biking trips
>The first time she kissed someone
>Going to see her family in the mountains
>Playing videogames (really well)
>Going to an art exhibit and not really getting what it's about
>Watching some demi-god train from afar, in awe
>Feeling human
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I love that the breasts in this Quest are generally pretty huge. Could be bigger, though.
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>>6154773
hi, peekay
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>>6154688
>She kept a herb garden
>She liked peppermint tea
also supporting >>6154694 on, specifically
>Taking pictures of cats on the street (Seannsa is very smug)
>Doing kendo
and sort of support on
>She liked road trips
biking or otherwise.
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>>6154773
Shhh, don't say that! We might be able to gaslight Level into thinking they're too small!
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>>6154833
I like tig ol bitties as much as the next guy, but much bigger than this would get a bit comical. These catgirls are already, like, H-cup.
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>>6154694
>+1
but changing the last one for
>studying yongesian history
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"Strings of data would indicate several hobbies and memories of past experiences." Summers continued; "Watching bad romance films under a blanket during the rain. Taking pictures of street cats with the first camera I was able to acquire-"

"Snrt..."

Samurai Summers blinked and rotated her head all the way around on her neck. It was like how an owl did it. She saw Seannsa smirking back at her with a cheeky grin.

"...Performing kendo in classes." She went on, her head turning back forward; "...Biking trips... the first time I shared a kiss with another human being, paying visits to extended family dwelling in the mountain settlements around Muzan Ward, playing videogames at the arcade... and winning far too much for the good of other players there."

Catastrovania smiled a bit at that. She was becoming more and more of a kindred spirit with every memory she revealed! This friend was the best gift from Krina ever...

"...Hm, I appear to have visited an art exhibit without realizing where I had gone. I did not understand."

"Maybe you just looked at the wrong kind of art." Catastrovania said.

"Did I? The pieces displayed were a variety of colors but not any shapes I could... well, recognize."

She must have stepped into the snare of one of those silly "abstract art" galleries. Catastrovania hated those. "I'll show you some real art when we're through with this all! I have lots of posters and pinups by some of the most prestigious directors and artists in the industry! Oh, but go on. Sorry for interrupting..."

"It is fine. Ah... hmm, I remember studying Yongesian history in my class, but I gave up. It was depressing. I cheered myself up every time by drinking peppermint tea. One of my relatives must have maintained a garden of sorts in our household. I remember helping someone keep it up and enjoying the experience but I can't remember their face at all. It's like remembering a silhouette."

"Do you remember feeling human at all?"

"If I do, there are some lines in my neurological framework that compel me to consider it painful." Summers explained.

"What...? That's absurd..."

"I would, after some rational thought, think this is to compel a grateful mindset towards thanking the Imperials for conversion to this quasi-immortal state. It's viewed like a blessing or form of ascension, since us Samurai, our whole point is to fight for the Emperor and earn true Immortality so we can join him in the Great Rebirth." Summers explained. Though, that was obvious tampering. The Samurai were nothing but war waged for rewards.

Summers raised her finger. "I wonder how old I am exactly. I recall a vision before. I saw a demigod like you training in the Yongesian heights with a sword. Though they must have looked nothing like the ones in the Trinity today. It was.... awesome."
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(EXTRA EVENT: Samurai Patrol.)

...

However pleasant the conversation was, it seemed more bad luck was on the way, imminently. Summers gasped as she saw a larger pack of Samurai colluding with Wei ahead, coming right their way. Everyone was put on the edge then and there.

"HALT."

The pack of Ashigaru and Wei Shen Wu were headed by an Umamawari class Retainer and a Commissar of the Wei's Shen Ce class. The Retainer stepped up to her, and her body seemed to instinctively stiffen.

"Light infantry unit, state parameters." Came the Commissar, seemingly in charge due to outranking an Umamawari.

"...U-.... uh..."

The Commissar and Retainer both narrowed their gaze. Immediately, she gave them one of the worst responses. No Ashigaru ever hesitated to present an answer. For anything.

"Escorting these civilians, my superior!" She bellowed out.

The Retainer stepped forward. It was a Retainer's duty to keep the Ashigaru in line and disciplined. His gauntlet clad backhand collided with her cheek.

"INSOLENCE! THERE IS NO STANDING PARAMETERS TO ENGAGE IN DIRECT CONDUCT WITH DENIZEN LIFEFORMS! STATE FORGIVENESS!"

"F.... FORGIVE ME, SUPERIOR! I HAVE FAILED!" Summers blurted out. This was standard behavior among the Samurai. Nobility and honor could not be stained by ignorance, and the slap was the most common way to showcase the superiority of a greater rank.

"WHAT IS YOUR REASON FOR ENGAGING IN DIRECT CONDUCT WITH DENIZEN LIFEFORMS!?"

"MY SUPERIOR, I RESCUED THESE BEINGS FROM A LANDSLIDE AND THEY HAVE REQUESTED SAFE GUIDANCE BACK TO THEIR ORIGIN POINT. SOUTHERN SECTOR TWO. RESIDENCE: THE VILLAGE OF MAO YING, THE VILLAGE OF CATS!" She got out, nervously and panicked. If she had a heart, it would be beating in her chest hard about now.

"Mm... This unit appears to be suffering a form of malfunction." The Commissar says, his jian sword coming up and lifting her chin; "Even stranger, this model is a specific to denizen conduct and operating outside its usual station. This is much too far from a commune. I recommend this unit be examined and repaired."

The Retainer nodded, adding; "LIGHT INFANTRY UNIT, DISREGARD CURRENT PARAMETERS. JOIN THIS SQUAD AND FOLLOW SHEN CE SUPERIOR NOW. STRANDED UNITS WASHED UP ALONG THE SHORES REQUIRE ASSISTANCE. AFTERWARDS... YOU WILL UNDERGO DIAGNOSTICS!"

She couldn't just abandon them all... Catastrovania looked ready to fight right away. She had this expression of fury written across her face, having witnessed that cold, heartless slap Summers received... But fighting would only bring them unwanted trouble! There has to be a way out of this!

>What will Summers do?!
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>>6154993
>What will Summers do?!
Fart violently
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>>6154993
>Run towards the river and jump on it
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>>6154993
She already came up with the best excuse I can think of, and it was dismissed. I got nothing, except
>Stand and fight
but I'm open to suggestions.
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>>6154993
Commit seppuku
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Rolled 2 (1d3)

>>6154996
Akira Toriyama dono, forgive me... I must reject the fart joke just like the editor did.

>>6155008
>>6155013
>>6155051
Rollin
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"B-But, I-I can't!" Summers blurts.

That was the straw which broke the camel's back. The instant she said that, the eyes of the Chemical Immortals all landed on her. That was something the Chemical Immortal did not have as a feature. It was nothing they were capable of.

Sedition. Insubordination. Disobedience.

"YOU DARE DEFY ORDERS?!"

The Retainer's hand came flying again. Samurai Summers... dodged underneath it.

"...!"

"GUH...!?"

And her hand instantly grasped the katana resting at his hip in his sheath. She drew the superior unit's blade.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!"

And swung. A clean stroke. The Retainer's body separated from the hip to his right shoulder. It fell apart into those two pieces. Silence hit the settlement. Shock and outrage. She reacted in a panic, not knowing what else to do. Not knowing what excuse would suffice when the best already failed.

"YOU TRAITOROUS FILTH!"

The Commissar stabbed forward. The shocking blades of the Wei were no match for a high frequency blade of the Samurai, and so she severed it easily, and then took his head off.

Summers looked back and shouted.

"RUN"!

There was no more time to waste here. They took off, running as fast as they could. The Ashigaru in front of them drew swords and leveled spears, but Catastrovania cleared them with a single swipe. Summers turned around and blocked a bullet of light fired from the Shen Wu rifles. They ran quickly into the woods, leaving the scene behind.

Summers felt her chemical restorative pumping like blood in her system. That was too intense. That was scary.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...!" She repeated, more regretful that she lost her cool and got her companions into that mess than anything.

That was the first life she was forced to take after being freed to true cognition. She wouldn't forget this experience...
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It seems for now, they got away, and lost the Wei and Samurai chasing after them. It was best to keep it that way.

...

(Threat level has increased.)
[One additional Mass Produced Demigod in each enemy encounter.]

(Samurai Summers has gained a new add ability.)
[ Concerto dell'amicizia (Causes next Zetsumei use to hit 6 times) ]

...

>Stamina Level: Hungry
>Map Position: Shengesia Landing

>Select events to view.
> • (BOSS) Koimaru
> • (STORY) My name means 'dark circle'. I am Koimaru of the Trinity. (Shengesia Landing)
> • (STORY) Something's not right here... (Shengesia Landing)
> • (EXTRA) Camping for the night. (Shengesia Landing)
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>>6155101
> • (BOSS) Koimaru
> • (EXTRA) Camping for the night. (Shengesia Landing)
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>>6155101
>> • (EXTRA) Camping for the night. (Shengesia Landing)
> • (BOSS) Koimaru
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(EXTRA EVENT: Camping for the night.)

...

"Ah, that's where they went. Not that I lost track of them or anything... they were just in such a rush, it became amusing to watch. Alas, I can only teleport fog in where I am. Let's hope they didn't notice it following them yet. Ah..."

Koimaru's finger snapped in that direction.

"Now then... brethren. I think it's time we see if you are all you're chalked up to be. Sic 'em!"

And several figures careened past him among the trees. Silent as hunting owls.
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A campfire burned in the clearing they'd chosen. Night had set in at last. Of course, anyone smart enough knew that night was but an illusion in the eternal daytime of this world of stasis. The Sun and stars of the Milky Way Universe never moved, never shifted. The orbiting Moon in the cast cast ethereal moonlight by the act of the Rabbit Goddess, Yutu, to bring an illusion of night to Hainei's skies. The Moon acted as a curtain, painting the ground of Hainei that its light touched with a blanket of shadow.

At least the night could be said to be serene, uninterruptible by all but the most malefic of apparitions. Shengesia did not have such problems.

And still, Spray Guy was finding trouble.

"I don't wanna sleep on the ground..." He moaned and bitched; "Can't you just turn a leaf into a bedroll or something with your great powers?"

"I dun' loik to use me powers loik that." Seannsa grumbled; "It's petty and unnecessary for us gods."

"...I mean, I-I don't really think you have any right to call anything petty but..."

"What wassat', mate?"

He threw his hands up. "U-gh! Nothing! I was just saying maybe if I gathered enough leaves into a pile...!"

"Uh huh..."

Seannsa and her Greymalkins, they had it easy. They simply went back into their house catlike shapes and rested on the dirt as an animal could. In their true feline forms, they felt little discomfort, especially next to a fire they got going with sticks and a little Spiritua.

Spray Guy pouted and looked about. He wasn't sure what he'd do. He really did not want to be on the ground. He supposed he could simply lay against a tree... but it was a clearing, they would all put him away from the fire and he'd get cold! What to do, he thought.

Summers was taking this well, despite the prior event, sitting on both knees in the stoic posture of a Samurai. But she was awfully quiet. Catastrovania was a demigoddess now, and similarly felt no discomforts. She remained standing, arms crossed, by the fire. She could stand there like a statue for years and be completely fine and without any soreness.

Spray Guy huffed. "This is bullcrap..." He muttered, coming over to the fire and sitting down on a rock. He hoped maybe he'd get tired enough that his body wouldn't have a preference so he could doze off on his back against the dirt.

>Oh! Ooh! Campfire story time! This is the perfect time for it!
>Wonder if the berries out here are edible...
>Maybe if he begs Seannsa hard enough, she'll crack and help him out....
>You know what? He hasn't had a chance to take a leak since they left the Bunker.
>Good thing he brought his harmonica along.
>Guys, what are those things up there on the trees staring at us?
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>>6155116
>Good thing he brought his harmonica along.
Nothing like some tunes to take our mind off of danger.
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>>6155116
>You know what? He hasn't had a chance to take a leak since they left the Bunker.
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>>6155116
>Good thing he brought his harmonica along.
I for one am curious as to HOW he's gonna play the harmonica with a gas-mask
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>>6155116
>Good thing he brought his harmonica along.
travelers.wav
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>>6155116
>Guys, what are those things up there on the trees staring at us?
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>>6155116
>Good thing he brought his harmonica along.
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'Well, at least I have you!' He thought, reaching into his shoulder pocket and extracting his prized harmonica. He loved playing this thing.

"Hey, you guys wanna hear the song we play in the canteen sometimes? We do it a lot, like, a lot. The Atz'mah just get together and we each have a harmonica so we just like, start playing like a band. Y-Y'know we don't use uh, we don't have a marching horn y'know, like the Woldorians do, so we sometimes march in drills to the harmonica. You guys wanna the song we play for drills?'

Catastrovania rolled her eyes a bit. "Why not?"

"Aye. I ain't catchin' the zees yet. Go on."

"Sweet!" Spray Guy said, pulling down his balaclava and raising the harmonica to his mouth.
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"Here goes..." He inhaled.
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".....!"

".....!"

"....?!?!"

"....!?

"....!!!"

"......"

[! WARNING !]

[BATTLE COMMENCING]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QAaNgHGnn2A

[...]
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A squad of Mass Produced Demigods confronts your party.

[ENEMY TURN]

[Attack] - The Lokapala struck Seannsa in the leg with its blade head!

[Attack] - The Amatsukami unit dance forward, slicing her hands across the palm as she raised them in defense!

[Attack] - The second Lokapala unit poked a hole in Catastrovania's stomach with the tip of its dagger-axe!

[Attack] - The Dharmapala followed up, stabbing her in the same spot with its trishula! (Critical!)

[YOUR TURN]

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TRUTHS READY.

Your Rolling Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Your Critical Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Enemy Rolling Ceiling: Rank 6 - 1d57
Enemy Critical Ceiling: Rank 6 - 1d57

[] Starvation caused Seannsa to start the battle at half MP! []
[] Spray Guy Add unusable! []

<What will you do?>
>https://pastebin.com/raw/GNuiv8SR
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>>6155586
Seannsa
>Black Cat (Severe Dark damage skill) (70 MP)

Catastrovania
>Agni (Heavy Fire damage skill) (30 MP)

Greymalkins Add
>Greymalkin Cheer (Large Party-Wide HP Restore)
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>>6155600
I'll back this. Spray Guy must be AVENGED!
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[Black Cat] - Seannsa raised her hand and snapped her fingers, sending a black orb into one of the Lokapala. The Mass Produced Demigod was burst instantly by her power...

[Agni] - Catastrovania weaved her blade, sending up a torrent of fire. But the Amatsukami she targeted dodged it before she even attacked! (False Probability ensured miss!)

[Greymalkin Cheer] - "COME ON, COME ON! BEAT THOSE BADDIES! B-BEAT THEM BACK!" - The Greymalkins cheered, hoping to invigorate their lady.

[ENEMY TURN]

[Exaton] - The Lokapala exalted, smashing the ground with an enormous centrifugal force which blasted Seannsa back! It hurt! (False Probability enhanced damage!) (Critical!)

[Antimagic] - The Amatsukami released a binding spell on Seannsa! Her magic was arrested! (False Probability ensured infliction!)

[Diseased Cyanide] - The Dharmapala shook its chakram, and Torpor billowed from it. The unit threw it like a boomerage, hitting Catastrovania! She felt poison rushing into her body! (Toxic inflicted!)

[YOUR TURN]

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TRUTHS READY.

Your Rolling Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Your Critical Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Enemy Rolling Ceiling: Rank 6 - 1d57
Enemy Critical Ceiling: Rank 6 - 1d57

<What will you do?>
>https://pastebin.com/raw/GNuiv8SR
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>>6155645
Seannsa
>Seannsa's Truth (Massive healing implement boost + Ensures only good Luck for two turns)

Catastrovania
>Zetsumei (Severe physical attack, hits 3 times, low accuracy (100 MP)

Greymalkins Add
>Greymalkin Cheer (Large Party-Wide HP Restore)

since we're sealed, going with our truth for the luck boost.
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>>6155654
+1

>>6155645
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>>6155645
>>6155654
+1! LET'S PARTYYYYYYYY
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<DEFINE DECLARATION> <DEFINE INVOCATION> <SYSTEMA DIVINO>
<Nyahaha! This is the cat's character!>
<THIS EFFECT I COMMAND INTO REALITY AS TRUTH AND IMMUTABLE FACT>

Seannsa's Truth was activated. Her Good Luck began to overwhelm the False Probabilities about.

[Zetsumei] - Catastrovania didn't relent. She struck forward with her art, dismantling the Amatsukami unit with much prejudice.

Catastrovania coughed from the poison in her blood... (Toxicity!)

[Greymalkin Cheer] - "KEEP IT UP!" They shouted, letting their cheers hold their companions up, aided by the Truth.

[ENEMY TURN]

[Electrocute] - The Lokapala spun its dagger-axe in hand. Its body generated a strong current which ran down the pole, it then flung at Catastrovania, shocking her! (Stunned!)

[Maelstrom] - The Dharmapala raised its trishula and fired a jet of immense divine water at Seannsa! She took a massive hit from her weakness!

[Execution Underway] - The Lokapala and Dharmapala both held their polearms steady, ready to unleash a devastating attack in tandem...

"PURIFY!"

"CLEAN THE UNWASHED!"

[YOUR TURN]

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SEANNSA: TRUTH ACTIVE (2 turns left)

Your Rolling Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Your Critical Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Enemy Rolling Ceiling: Rank 6 - 1d57
Enemy Critical Ceiling: Rank 6 - 1d57

<What will you do?>
>https://pastebin.com/raw/GNuiv8SR
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>>6155707
Seannsa
>Be Safe My Love (Status effect immunity for few turns) (10 MP) on Cata

Catastrovania
>Zetsumei (Severe physical attack, hits 3 times, low accuracy (100 MP)

Greymalkins Add
>Greymalkin Cheer (Large Party-Wide HP Restore)
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>>6155831
+1

>>6155707
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[Be Safe My Love] - Seannsa wordlessly threw her protection over Catastrovania.

[Zetsumei] - Catastrovania tried to draw her sword, but the shock... She couldn't move! (Stunned!)

She coughed again. (Toxicity!)

[Greymalkin Cheer] - "DON'T LET UP!" - The Greymalkin sang.

[ENEMY TURN]

[Execution of Lokas] - The Lokapala and Dharmapala faced Seannsa and Catastrovania, back to back.

"BRAVERY!"

"DEVOTION!"

Together, they swung their polearms, kicking up a combined flash of crushing centrifugal force and raw, burning Spiritua! Kinetic and magical energy, as one! The hit is massive!

...but due to Good Luck, Catastrovania manages to endure! (Survived with 1 HP!)

[YOUR TURN]

Catastrovania shook off her Stun.

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SEANNSA: TRUTH ACTIVE (1 turns left)
CATASTROVANIA: STATUS IMMUNITY (3 turns left)

Your Rolling Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Your Critical Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Enemy Rolling Ceiling: Rank 6 - 1d57
Enemy Critical Ceiling: Rank 6 - 1d57

<What will you do?>
>https://pastebin.com/raw/GNuiv8SR
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>>6156077
This is rough, anons.Des sealed status preclude 'Slice The Archetype"? if not...
>Slice The Archetype
>Nostrum
>Concerto dell'amicizia
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>>6156077
Seannsa
>Black Cat (Severe Dark damage skill) (70 MP)

Catastrovania
>Zetsumei (Severe physical attack, hits 3 times, low accuracy (100 MP)

Greymalkins Add
>Greymalkin Cheer (Large Party-Wide HP Restore)

TCID
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>>6156081
nostrum only works on 1 person, anon. also, I kinda forgot we're still with the seal.
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>>6156085
Seannsa
>Luck of Seannsa (Creates random chances) (100 MP)

Catastrovania
>Zetsumei (Severe physical attack, hits 3 times, low accuracy (100 MP)

Greymalkins Add
>Greymalkin Cheer (Large Party-Wide HP Restore)

changing seannsa's skill since seal
>>6156077
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>>6156089
I know, but Cat's at 1 HP. Seems worth doing.
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>>6156132
That’s why I’m using the add, which heal us both and let’s Cata attack while Seannsa boost our luck even more.
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>6156081
>>6156098
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>>6156201
why roll when seannsa can't use that skill ?
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[Slice The Archetype] - Seannsa panicked, and attempted to use one of her strongest spells... but she couldn't! - "DAMN ITTAL'!" (Sealed!)

[Notrum] - "Hgn...!" - Catastrovania focused the Life Force into herself, rejuvenating her body, aided by Seannsa's Truth.

Catastrovania hacked! (Toxicity!)

[Concerto dell'amicizia] - "Hmph..." - Samurai Summers held the katana she took from her superior at her side, ready to jump in... (Increased number of next Zetsumei's hits.)

[ENEMY TURN]

[Magic Shield] - The Dharmapala raised its trishula, forming a shield of Spiritua. (Blocking next magical skill!)

[Execution Underway] - The Lokapala and Dharmapala both held their polearms steady, ready to unleash a devastating attack in tandem...

"WE'LL END IT!"

"JUDGMENT!"

[YOUR TURN]

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SEANNSA: TRUTH EXPIRED (10 turns left)
CATASTROVANIA: STATUS IMMUNITY (2 turns left)

Your Rolling Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Your Critical Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Enemy Rolling Ceiling: Rank 6 - 1d57
Enemy Critical Ceiling: Rank 6 - 1d57

<What will you do?>
>https://pastebin.com/raw/GNuiv8SR
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>>6156213
>Seansa
Attack (Default light physical)(AOE) on Lokapala
>Catastrovania
Zetsumei (Severe physical attack, hits 3 times, low accuracy (100 MP)(Single) on Dharmapala

Unfortunately for the Dharmapala, we don't give a FUCK about magic attacks right now. Poor seansa literally cannot use anything else than Attack
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>>6156213
Seannsa
>Be Safe My Love (Status effect immunity for few turns) (10 MP) on herself

Catastrovania
>Zetsumei (Severe physical attack, hits 3 times, low accuracy (100 MP)

Greymalkins Add
>Greymalkin Cheer (Large Party-Wide HP Restore)
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>>6156220
+1

>>6156213
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>>6156225
I forgot the add, but I'll support this
>>6156220
Greymalkins Add
>Greymalkin Cheer (Large Party-Wide HP Restore)
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[Attack] - "I've hadda' NOUGH!" - Seannsa sped forward, cutting across the guts of both Mass Produced Demigods with her claws!

[Zetsumei] - Catastrovania drew her katana, rushing forward behind her. She cut, up, and down, and across the Dharmapala. Its body was bisected, arm still attached to its disconnected shoulders. In vain, it tried to stab forward, still clutching the trishula, but Summers rushed in, ducking under and throwing her HF blade into the air. Catastrovania caught it with her other hand, swiping at the Dharmapala and rendering its head and weapon into pieces. Its body exploded, Catastrovania's hakama flowing with the force.

"Cgh!" She coughed, throwing the katana back to Summers. (Toxicity!)

[ENEMY TURN]

[Escape] - The Lokapala leapt back. It jumped up high into the trees above and sprang away off the branches, escaping.

The battle is over.
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[Transfiguration]

...
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"...BWUHHH!"

Spray Guy elevated in a panic, springing up and grasping his shotgun. He pumped it and aimed at the air, looking around with fear, bullets of sweat dripping down his forehead.

"It's alright."

"GH?!"

He turned around quick, aiming right in Catastrovania's face. In an even greater panic, he dropped his shotgun. "S-SHIT! SORRY! I'M SORRY! I-I DIDN'T MEAN TO...!"

He looked around. The place was torn up. Trees were shattered and splintered, fallen down and cut in half. Ground looked like it had been dug up by an entire team of power shovels. Miraculously, the campfire survived. Summers leaned against a tree, still grasping her blade and on the edge. The Greymalkins were huddled up, hugging each other tight as they quivered.

Seannsa and Catastrovania were back to back, tensed and ready for a fight. Catastrovania lowered her sword and sighed.

"They're gone now."

"W-What... what the fuck happened?" Spray Guy stammered; "I was... I.. I don't remember what... I was just... and then everything was suddenly hot like it was on fire! I didn't know what was going on!"

"I jus' saved yer arse from being snuffed innah' Lokas of Thandir. Yew were killed in fronta' our eyes, jus' loik tha'." Seannsa coldly said.

"Mass Produced Demigods... they attacked out of nowhere. We're truly in Shengesia now..." Catastrovania remarked.

Spray Guy looked utterly defeated, dropped to his knees in front of the fire. He had been killed? He could hardly believe it. His body must have been uglier a while ago. The single slash of a Lokapala turned his entire self into a red mist. It was a by a hair's thread that Seannsa's Life Art was able to revive him, bringing him back before he crossed the arbitrary line of death. In a sick way, it was the very fact that his soul had ended up in the Lokas and not the Afterseas which made him only teeter on the edge of Death's precious line.

This was the risks they took as divine and grander beings allowing a mere mortal to walk among them. Jake was the weakest. He was the most vulnerable. He had never felt more useless in his entire life. Anything he could possibly do to help... was really just Seannsa's power in the end as well. She was shouldering all the work.

"..." He grimaced; "...I'm sorry... I couldn't be more useful... I'm... I'm way too out of my league here.... shit man..." He sniffled.

"V-Very scary... nyah..." Hylan mumbled.
"Can only hide behind our lady..." Faeryn continued.
"All we can provide is moral support..." Monroe finished.

The victory they saw over the Invincible had gone to their heads. It blinded them all to the dangers of Shengesia, the dangers of opposing the Trinity, that they now only just got a taste of...

In this land, in which the Emperor's light always shone, nowhere was safe, if you are his enemy.

>Will Seannsa say anything?

>Yes. (Write it.)
>No. Better get to safety, no time to waste.
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>>6156257
>Yes.
>"Look, we're on enemy territory so remember why we're here and what we've gotta do. Keep that in mind, trust your friends and flip the sun for being an asshole."
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>>6156257
>Yes.
"Yew sure you wanta' be here? I's not too late ta' leave..."
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>>6156262
>>6156264
Seconding both of these
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Seannsa eased off of her defensive posture. She turned her head towards the mortals of their troop, feeling some degrees of rapport and protective over them. She came over quickly, sheltering her frightened Greymalkins under her paws as they clung to her legs.

"There there, little 'uns..." She quietly said before turning her head to the dejected Spray Guy; "Yew sure ya' wanta' be here? Is not too late ta' leave..."

"I-I can't just go back now! Not when I've already come this far with you guys!" Spray Guy said; "Be... sides, what would everyone think of me back there if I went back?! ...N-None of them would believe I even went with you all to begin with!"

"Are you really worried about how your 'cred' would suffer if you went back? There's no shame in admitting defeat..." Catastrovania said. That line truly appeared cooler in her head than it actually was.

"We ar' in enemy terr'tory, so remembeh' why we're 'ere and what we gotta do. Keep that in mind, lad."

Spray Guy shook his head. "That's not it! Dude! If I went back now, and then you all came and told everyone I WAS with you... until I wasn't... then it'd be worse than if everyone just thought I was a coward! THEY'D THINK I DON'T REALLY CARE ABOUT PSYOPS!" He cried.

"...?"

Spray Guy stood up, sniffling under his balaclava. He lifted his goggles and wiped his eyes on his sleeve. "Nnmmnn... No way. I'm not gonna let this faze me...! I may just be a propaganda man, but I signed up with Psyops knowing I'd be putting my life on the line for the greater good! I'm not gonna wuss out and let them win!"

Spray Guy came over and picked up his shotgun. Even through his goggles, he looked resolved, having nearly experienced death.

"You guys have spent the most time with me out of anyone there! That makes you friends, basically!" He patted his chest with his fist. "I'm not gonna leave my friends behind!"

[...]

(Jake the Spray Guy has gained a new add ability.)
[ Wake Up Call (Cures status ailment on one ally) ]

[...]
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"Heh. Well, looks loik this only made ye' tougher, lad." Seannsa smirked.

Spray Guy nodded, clenching his fist. "I've got to do what I've got to do! The rest of you have been doing so much... I got to back you all up! I won't let you guys down again and get cheapshotted like that! Promise."

Spray Guy's resolve seemed to brighten the situation despite how grim it was when the Mass Produced Demigods attacked.

"But also-"

"E-Ehhh....?!"

Suddenly, he was clinging to Seannsa and hugging her tight, threatening to drown his own eyes with the tears trapped within his goggles.

"THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR KEEPING ME ALIVE! I WAS SO FREAKING SCARED BACK THERE! EVERYTHING WAS ON FIRE! YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO DO IT BUT YOU STILL DID ANYWAY! I CAN'T THANK YOU ENOUGHHHH! I'M STILL PRETTY SCARED EVEN THOUGH I'M TALKING A BIG GAME!"

She blinked.

"...Oi... ye' big crybaby!" She sighed; "Stop squeezin' the life outta me! Ergh... There there, c'mon now!" She patted his head; "Dry ittit' up, we gotta move."

He was still only mortal. He had to get it out of him. He let go and shook his head. "Right. Sorry. Let's get out of here."

The area was abandoned. They would leave the campsite and go deeper into the woods, finding a cave or some other refuge to hide in for the remainder of the night. It wasn't safe to move until broad daylight had returned through the lunar illusion.

"....Snfft..."

Seannsa glared at Catastrovania; "Don't yew ev'n open yer mout'."
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(BOSS: Koimaru)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4SrmU0GQAhk
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Day had come. The party got on the move again, continuing unabated through the pathways they traveled. Finally, they reached the temple outcrop acting as a rest stop along their trail. They were higher up in Shengesian elevation now. They would be able to find their way towards Shengesia's Shílín Imperial Park, or, "the stone forest".

It was their next stop before the Village of Cats, naturally.

But someone was there waiting for them at the top. He stood in their way. The moment they took him in, they got bad vibes from him.

"So the Mass Produced Demigods had trouble with you all. I can see why Zhun Gongzhu stressed the importance of apprehending you offenders..." The figure said, facepalming.

He shook his head with a shrug, smiling all the while.

"...Who the heck are you?" Catastrovania questioned, hand on her blade.

"I am Koimaru, the Grand Framer of the Cadre. We Cadre are the top four Mass Produced Demigods of the Trinity and some of the Kingdom's greatest warriors. And I'm here for..." He pointed up at them; "...you."

"Me, ya' say?" Seannsa said, singled out and crossing her arms.

"Our Central Master, Zhun Gongzhu, has requested we take you, and I offered to be the one who delivers you. Though, obviously, I plan on doing more than that." He said, licking his lips.

"Oh yeah? And what would that be?" Spray Guy asked, pumping his shotgun to chamber a slug.

Koimaru turned away, pacing towards the small temple building behind. "Well, I thought I'd busy myself painting these grounds with some blood before I completed my mission. Pass the time having some fun tearing you all to shreds..."

He looked back, and pointed at Catastrovania; "And you... I'm gonna enslave you and keep you for myself."

"CREEP!" She said, drawing her sword and almost storming forward before Seannsa grabbed her shoulder.

"Wait, Cat! We better take 'im togetter. 'E isn't loik the last 'uns.... I can tell."

"..."

Koimaru giggled. It was a manic and disturbed, childlike giggle.

"I don't have a worry about beating all of you at once. My power is the ability to teleport anything in a circular coverage around myself. This is my own little dark circle of absolute power. You might have noticed the fog I brought in to disorient you all. Yeah... nobody's going to hear your screaming and cries through it, or even see it when I'm breaking your bones by hand.... it's just you and me now! Oh! What fun! This is going to be the most fun I've ever had! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Cocky bastard..." Catastrovania said, her eye twitching as she became particularly ticked off by him; "You won't get away with saying all that...!"

"Well, if you think you can make me eat those words, my little kitten, then why don't you try? I'll take you on right now." He said, reaching back and gripping his own blade of shadow.

>He's on. Catastrovania alone can vanquish this villain and his lunacy.
>Nay! Nay! We gotta fight as one, Cat! All together now!
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>>6156371
>Nay! Nay! We gotta fight as one, Cat! All together now!
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>>6156371
>He's on. Catastrovania alone can vanquish this villain and his lunacy.
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>>6156377
>+1
>>6156394
anon be like:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CcPgeAiK70Y
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>>6156371
I know this is reckless stupidity, but imagine how much stronger Catastrovania could get if she won a victory against a foe as strong as him.
>He's on. Catastrovania alone can vanquish this villain and his lunacy.
I believe she can do it. For all her eccentricities, she's still a cat and has a cat's pride.
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>6156377
>>6156440
1

>>6156394
>>6156536
2
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Catastrovania pulled her shoulder free of Seannsa's grasp and strode forward.

"Cat!"

She glanced back at her comrades. That look on her face... it was simpleminded determination. It wasn't something they were going to dispute.

"...Damn it, Cat..."

Catastrovania came forward until a measly twenty feet lie between her and the Cadre. Koimaru clapped.

"Subarashi! SUBARASHI! AAAHAAHAAA! It's like a dream come trueeeee!" He sang, leaning down into his crooked, hunched stance; "Then, let's GO!"

"Tch...!"

Katana against katana. Swordsman versus swordswoman. Mass Produced Demigod against promoted Demigoddess. This fight would not be one Catastrovania could afford to lose. With his own self-admitted power to teleport things in his radius, she wouldn't underestimate Koimaru.

'Stay on guard at all times... search for openings in his defense... exploit sloppy moves... strike!' She repeated in her head.

All became still nearby...

"...!"

"...!"

>Roll 1d100
>Best of two.
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Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>6156634
Glorious yongesian 69 times folded steel, GO!
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Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>6156634
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".....!!!!!"

Catastrovania's shoulder suddenly burst with blood. She had been cut clean across her shoulder.

'SHIT!' She mentally cursed.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RGUODKsrD9A
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'...My blade went right through him, but he didn't get cut...?!'

'His power is to teleport things.... wait, no... don't tell me... he can teleport even small parts of objects and his body flawlessly and put them right back in place! He can teleport specific lengths of his blade to cut me anywhere on my body!'

"Ahahahaha.... HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

'Damn that smug bastard! He's rubbing it right in my face... he's able to take me down... but, I can still win! I just have to overcome him... by reacting FASTER!'

>Roll 1d100
>Best of three.
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Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>6156644
Alright, time to use 50% of our power
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Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>6156644
AND IT WILL COME
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Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>6156644
YOU FOOL
THE ARM CUT IS A CLASSIC ASS-PULL POWER-UP CATALYST
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Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>6156644
C'mon cat, this is your...metal gear revengeance
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"AARGHHH!"

"HAHAHAAHA!"

'Damn it! DAMN IT! I keep taking hits! It's hard to read him...!'

Koimaru brought his shadowy blade to his mouth. His mechanical tongue flickered out, hissing with metallic clicks as he ran it across the sword's edge, lapping up the blood.

"Mmm... this taste... Sublime! SUBLIME!" He yelled in a manic fit. His eyes trickled up her form; "Ooooh. So this is what I get to break and bind... tasty! Mhmhm! MAHAHAHAHAHA! ALL MINE!"

"You pathetic.... creep...!"

He's the worst kind of villain. Absolutely putrid! He's like the antagonizing force of a Hentai centered around a generic heroine getting broken by a dirty, rotten scoundrel! He's the bad kind of bishounen who treats people like objects and acts like he's so goddamn high and mighty! She hates him! LOATHES HIM! He's gone as far as to ruin the uniform of Justice! He's reveling in the bloodshed! HE'S A MONSTER!

"How much more can you take before you give up and start whining for mercy to me? Hmhm... I'm so eager to FIND OUT!" He said.

This time, Koimaru took to the offensive! He dashed forward on his feet, coming in for a blow himself, no longer defending and dodging! But still, that bastard's teleportation...!

'It's now or never...!'

Just. One. Hit.

>Roll 1d100
>Best of four.
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Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>6156715
cmon you stupid cat
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Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>6156715
VICTORY GUIDE OUR BLADE
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Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>6156715
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Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>6156715
Time for our second wind
>>6156720
That’s what I’m talking about
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Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>6156715
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>>6156727
>our face when
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Catastrovania panted. Slowly, she smiled.

"H... Hahaha... Finally."

A clean cut.

"...." Koimaru was affixed to his severed right hand on the stone below, leaking an oily substance and sparking. His forearm had been cut right in half.

"You're probably wondering how I managed to get you this time." Catastrovania said, the Mass Produced Demigod unable to pay her any real heed; "I just realized it. You're able to teleport anything... you can even teleport parts of your body. When you came rushing just now... you intended to make what was actually a teleported backstab look like a full frontal slash. By predicting where you'd be after the teleportation took place around me, I was able to target and slice that arm off as soon as it reached its destination. I know how to beat you now. Your body parts... will be sliced to ribbons the moment you teleport them!"

Catastrovania clenched her fist.

"Your power no longer frightens me! Victory is within my GRASP!"

Koimaru began shaking.

"Huh?"

He was quivering...?
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No, he was boiling!

"YOU BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITCCCCHHHHHHH!!!!"

He exploded out of nowhere! Artificial saliva spilled from his lips like he was a mad, rabid dog! All because he had been met with misfortune despite initially dominating the fight!

"HOW DARE YOUUUUUUUUUUU!" He bellowed, teleporting his shadowy blade into his remaining hand.

"...!"

Catastrovania dashed back, gasping as she moved quickly to dodge the stabs he suddenly unleashed in a flurry at her. His teleporting blade's edge kept suddenly appearing and poking the air. She narrowly managed to avoid having her stomach punctured, but his teleported foot suddenly kicked her in the back of the head.

"NOBODY DISRESPECTS MEEEEEEEE!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGHHHH!!!!!"

Koimaru's horns were suddenly teleported. Catastrovania winced as she felt something warm on her feet. It was blood. He teleported his horn below to stab her through the sole!

"GGAAAAH!"

"HYHYAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!"

And then his fist socked her in the jaw from the side!

Damn it! He's going berserk! She has to get in close now! These attacks from a distance will tear her up with him doing them this fast!


>Roll 1d100
>Best of three.
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Rolled 96 (1d100)

>>6156759
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Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>6156759
ATATATATATATATATA
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Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>6156759
fuck this bishounen
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Catastrovania rushed forward, dodging his rapid stabs and thrusts.

"NNGHHHHH! YOU WILL PAY FOR THINKING YOU CAN DISGRACE ME SO!" Koimaru shouted. He began to swing his blade up and down. But Catastrovania dodged underneath and over every swipe. He began to panic. "Whyyy YOUUUUUUUU....!!!"

"...!"

She was shocked to see the blade split into several pieces. He teleported each individual segment of its body, sending them flying at her. It was like a swarm of bladed edges for her to cut and gouge herself on.

"Hmph!"

She chose to jump forward, right towards it.

'...I don't use this much... because I don't really like how it feels, but... I was originally a mere human... then modified with some Metahuman enhancements, and later transformed into a Therian by Seannsa's power. As a Therian, I still possess an inherent ability that all Therians do! The ability to shift my shape into the form of the animal our features take after! Even having been promoted to a Demigod by Muna... I STILL HAVE THAT POWER!' She thought.

She let go of her sword. It went falling in mid-air. Catastrovania... took on the shape of a small, skinny white cat.

"WHAT?! YOU CAN TRANSFORM?!"

She slipped right through the spaces between his blade's teleported segments, transforming again to land on her knees. She began skidding across the ground, catching her blade in hand just in time. Koimaru reassembled his own sword and held it aloft.

In but one picosecond...

"AAAAARGH!"

Koimaru swung his blade down at her, a straight arced slash.

...She was past it in time, swiping up before she slid right under his legs and leapt to her feet behind him.

"....!"

His arm went flying off.

"YOU....!"

He turned around, his eyes glowing white-hot.

'A magical attack! He has eye beams!' She cogitated.

"THIS WILL KILL YOU!"

>Roll 1d100
>Best of two.
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Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>6156806
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Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>6156806
CatastrovaGOAT winning
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Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>6156806
Eye beams ain’t nothing to a bender bot like us
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"HRRAAAAAH!"

He fired the two amber rays from his eyes, both encircled by a spiral helix of electrical current. A piercing form of flaming Spiritua. Catastrovania raised her sword to deflect it. She managed to deflect one beam, sending it back to blow off his own right leg at the knee, but the other struck her in her left arm, breaking it.

"NYAAAAAAH!" She yelped out, clutching her arm as it dangled at her side.

Koimaru fell back. It was at this point the Mass Produced Demigod finally admitted it.

"What the HELL is with you?! Y-... You're so much stronger than the reports suggested! Aaauugh! The intel they gave me was JUNK! How the hell didn't they realize a catlike demigod could transform?! It just doesn't make any SENSE!" He fumed in rage, bashing the ground with his stump of an arm and his remaining foot; "Damn it.... damn it! DAMN IT! DAMN IT DAMN IT DAMN IT DAAAAAAMN IIIITTTTTT! This was suppose to be MY fight to win! I was supposed to break you all! BEND YOU AS I PLEASED! What's the point?! What's the point of awakening my desires and having free will if I CAN'T EVEN GET WHAT I WANT! AAAAAAAAAUUGH!"

Catastrovania glared at him, lurching a step forward.

"N-NO NO!" He cried, trying to crawl back. It seems he sustained too much damage to any longer utilize his teleportation technique.

"The tables have turned..." She quietly said.

"Ngh! W-Wait... please... no! I... I don't want to die!" He said. He was suddenly so pathetic once he realized he didn't stand a chance.

"And yet you were the one who went on and on about you'd be spilling our entrails and laughing about it! Now you beg for mercy?! You are PATHETIC."

"I... I... I'm sorry! I didn't mean to... I just... I... I...!"

>What will Catastrovania do?
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>>6156840
>Spray Guy... paint a DICK on his forehead! With some really hard-to-wash-off paint!
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>>6156841
+1

>>6156840
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>>6156840
>"I should slay you here and now for your perversity, perverted pervert, but... that would be too easy. Instead..."
>sheath blade, just to draw it again
>"I'll force you to witness the defeat of the demigods with your own two eyes!"
>sheath blade, then draw it again in a neck severing slash
>"This way-"
>grab Koimaru's still conscious skull and lift it up
>"THE PSYOPS WILL ALWAYS BE ONE STEP AHEAD!"
Then we'll carry his head around in a sack. Maybe the experience could mellow him out. Either way, the science division back in the bunker would likely be very interested in seeing his anatomy.
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>>6156840
>>6156853
+1
Either just the head or the whole twink, he’s going in the sack
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"I should slay you here and now for your perversity, perverted pervert, but... that would be too easy. Instead..."

Catastrovania sheathed her blade, only to draw it again!

"...!" Koimaru winced.

"I'll force you to witness the defeat of the demigods with your own two eyes!"

She sheathed her sword again, and then remembered she doesn't actually have a sheath for it, so it looked more like she was just cutting her own palm for no reason. She quickly "unsheathed" it again, to avoid looking stupid!

She drew it back....

"GH....!"

"This way-"

And off came Koimaru's head, a splash of oily slick substance and sparks erupting from the stub of his neck. His head went rolling across the stones until Catastrovania stopped it with her foot. She reached down and picked him up by one of his horns, his face still terrified. He opened his mouth to scream but nothing came out, just some brief static.

"-THE PSYOPS WILL ALWAYS BE ONE STEP AHEAD!"

"HHHRGHHH-h--hh-hhhh---UUURGH!" He groaned out. It seemed that he still retained some ability of speech, it was simply more difficult to get it out.

"Wait, wouldn't there be a tracker or something on him?" Spray Guy asked, rubbing the back of his head.

"Y------ou fools don't g-----------et it do you? We always--------know-----------where you are. We don't need tr------ack----ers...."

Of course. The False Probabilities.

"Aye... thas' how yew found us the other noight. And if tha' fog was yers... yew've been trackin' us awhile."

"Y-------es... exactly. We find you through pure----------luck!" He spat.

Catastrovania threw his head to Seannsa, who caught him by the horn and held him level. That strange oily slime was now leaking from under where his horns protruded from his face plate, and from his eyes, his mouth and neck too. Catastrovania grabbed his long cloak from his now destroyed body and tore it free, fashioning it into a makeshift sack, which she came over for Seannsa to drop his head into. She tied it up and threw it over her shoulder.

"His sword... crafted to the quality of being wielded by a Demigod..." Summers muttered to herself as she picked up his dark blade. She smiled; "It's mine now."

"You may ha------ve won against me... but my fellow C----adre will know, and they will prepare a-------ccordingl--------y..... Central Master------Zhun-----Gongzhu will not fall to-----you..." Koimaru stated within his imprisoning sack.

"That's what you think." Catastrovania said, sighing as she felt her wounds slowly regenerating.

"We can't waita' prove yew wrong." Seannsa said, pressing her balled fist into her palm.
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You achieved victory!

[Obtained Koimaru's Sword, granting Samurai Summers the ability to use the default Attack skill.]

[LOADING...]
[...]
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[...]

Finally, everyone was able to carry on past the first of the four Cadre. Deeper into Shengesia they went. By now, on their long road, they reached the populated lands of inner Shengesia, closing in upon the Heavenly Capital. This ring of fertile lands around the Imperial center was densely packed with communes to house the Emperor's people. As they edged closer to their goal, danger would only increase from there.

They had to wrap back around to the Capital. Couldn't afford to miss the Village of Cats on the way there.

>Stamina Level: Starving
>Map Position: T1: Erskuu Commune

>Select events to view.
> • (STORY) To the forest of stones. (T2: Stone Forest)
> • (EXTRA) Yew've gotten stroong-ah. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Take my picture! (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) C'mon, you can handle your alcohol, yeah? (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Vandalizing, for FREEDOM! (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Suspicious Mfer. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Starfall Skylights. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Desires. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Shengesian Variety Shows. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Noodle time! (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Actually, I want bourbon and sesame chicken instead. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Tiger Cons. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) What's your beef with Surasira anyway? (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Ah! Hotel bed! Proper sleep, I've missed you! (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) PAWS OFF ALREADY! (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Nobody fucks with Crowbar Gang. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
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>>6156909
> • (EXTRA) Yew've gotten stroong-ah. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Take my picture! (T1: Erskuu Commune)

Since I don't believe we can pick ALL the options at once (though I'd like to)
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>>6156909
>• (EXTRA) Yew've gotten stroong-ah. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Desires. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Noodle time! (T1: Erskuu Commune
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>6156912
>>6156938
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>>6156938
+1

>>6156909
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>>6157174
nice
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(EXTRA EVENT: Yew've gotten stroong-ah.)

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

Erskuu Commune was like any commune in Shengesia. Identical. In Shengesia, the World Kingdom catered to the needs of the people by organizing their living spaces under a strict design. Communes comprised many neighborhoods and social sectors, working spaces and businesses, and in turn many communes made up a Township. The Townships were, in all honesty, cities, simply spaced out more sparsely than those found in Woldoria and Yongesia's Wards. The buildings were alike but built to a sturdy standard. People were free to decorate their homes and businesses as they saw fit.

The streets of Erskuu were quiet and tidy. Red lamps were a common and favored sight. Unlike in Woldoria, there were few if any vehicles, people primarily transported themselves on motor scooters and mopeds or by foot. The Wei patrolled the streets, resolving all issues and watching for potential offenses.

Seannsa yawned and stretched as she walked the streets.

"Great dow. Yew made short werk offim'." She commented, looking over at Catastrovania.

By now, her wounds were all healed and her uniform repaired. She smirked. "And you thought I couldn't... pfft."

In the sack she held, Koimaru's head had fallen silent. But he was still listening, always listening and simmering with disappointment.

"Aye. I admit, yew r'lly surprised me. I tink ya' took us all offa' guard."

"Then I suppose your "maybe" has changed?"

Her "maybe"? Ah. Of course. The train conversation. Seannsa shrugged. "Well, if ye' keep winnin' since thas' yer source o' strength... maybe eventually yew can becoom my equal."

"Your equal?!"

"I 'spose after everythin', I'd be best to admit it... Sides, these wankers alr'ddy called me out firs' wit' their antics. When it cooms to the gods of this worl', I ain't actually tha' strong."

"...eh?"

"It's true. Gods like Nickleim, or tha' Morwenna are stroong-ah than me. Muna, Esky'... Shennu, Noramus... even tha' Jenk and Ludwyhn culd' beat me easily. It's jus' me powers tha' make me so strong. Wittout' 'em, even yew manhandled me, ye' numpty."

Admitting something like that was truly difficult for a vain cat. She was more domesticated now than ever. Seannsa scratched her cheek and sighed, exhaling through her lips.

"So, my "maybe" has changed. Keep at it loik' this and yew'll be my equal in no time. Yew've done good, bonny! Real good!" Seannsa smiled. She then walked past Catastrovania, catching up to Spray Guy so he didn't wander too far ahead on his own.

Catastrovania looked to the ground below. Seannsa praising her instead of ridiculing her... and it wasn't like her simply doing it for the sake of an alliance like she did when they first ventured out. It was genuine praise. It was something that Seannsa gave to very select few of her cats. Catastrovania blushed and smirked.

"Hmph!"
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[...]

(Option for skill replacement reached.)
Available:
• Psy Crush (Med damage skill, Physical) (Psychic)
• Neuron Explosion (Med damage skill) (Psychic)
• Hypernova (Severe damage skill) (Fire)
• Vajra (Heavy damage skill, Inflicts stun) (Lightning)
• Blow To Information (Light damage skill, Absorbs small HP) (Metaphysical)
• Panacea (Full HP restore) (Life Arts)
• Eden (Raises critical ceiling fully) (Restoration)

(Two of Catastrovania's skills may be replaced for the remainder of the story mode.)
https://pastebin.com/raw/GNuiv8SR

>Replace two skills with two new ones?

>Yes.
>No.
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>>6157282
>Yes.
replace Path to Heaven and Gigatons for Eden and Vajra
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>>6157281
Slowly but surely, Catastrovania is moving on up in the world.

>>6157311
This looks like a good plan. I'll back it.
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[Changes applied.]
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(EXTRA EVENT: Desires.)

The trip to the Erskuu Commune took some time since departing from the temple rest stop along their path when facing Koimaru. It seemed they would be staying the night, as the light of the Moon set across the land with its orbit around Hainei. Seannsa decided on paying for a room in a hotel at night while there.

It was a small hotel room. There was a single room with a couch and television, and a small section with a kitchen countertop and fridge. The other room had two deluxe beds.

...Only two beds. Yet there were several of them. Seannsa and her three Greymalkins would obviously sleep together. Summers could simply sit in a chair all night. Catastrovania would prefer having a whole bed for herself, but so too did Spray Guy...

"Summers and I get the rightmost bed. Jake, you have the couch." She said.

"What?! Aw come on! That's not fair!" He whined like a dog denied its tennis ball. "And besides, Seannsa and the little ones can sleep in cat form! Why can't they sleep on the couch?! And why do you have to have Summers in the same bed as you anyway? She's a robot!"

"This hotel hassa' strict 'no animools' policy, mate. Wuld'n wanna get yapped at for leaving behind furs on the couches! Nyehehe!" Seannsa smugly replied.

"I haven't felt a real bed in days..." Spray Guy said, letting his head fall in dejection.

"SO------called-----camaraderie-----its----DISGUSTING!"

Everyone turned their attention to the sack on the couch. Catastrovania came over and reached inside, pulling out Koimaru's severed head.

"TAKE----what you w----ANT---coward." He said, glaring towards Spray Guy, who shifted back in fear.

"Uh, yeah, you guys uh... you leave him in the bathroom overnight please... or in the fridge. Don't want that next to me on the couch... shooting eye beams."

"Ain'ta worry no more. 'E is dry of Spiritua."

"And delusional too... he thinks bickering over silly things means we have no camaraderie." Summers shook her head.

Koimaru let out a laugh, distorted with static.

"If that----'s what helps you sleep at night.... you----are----all a bunch of IDIOTS... you----call this----a----team? HAH! You're only l-----ooking out for yourselves... this team is ju----st a temporary, fleeting thing. I heard your cries..."
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"You want your powers back------you want to get stronger-----you want to discover yourself------you three want to asskiss-------and you don't know what you even want, you got dragged into it. You keep telling yourself you're in it for your "duty" or "friends".... scum..."

Catastrovania dropped him onto the couch seat and crossed her arms.

"You singled me out. Why?"

"So I could----enslave you."

"Explain."

"Why do I have to explain anything, you du-----mb broad? I just want a slave."

"..."

"We Cadre are special---------we have free will-----we have wants----I just wanted-----things to play with----things to break----things to cull my boredom with! What's-----hard to understand? What is so damn wrong with that?!"

He grit his teeth - "We Cadre are-----better-----we're------made-----to be better--------so we-----deserve------reward-------we deserve what we-----want.... YOU-----WOULDN'T-----GET IT!"

"You think you deserve the right to just slay and abuse anyone you want?" Summers questioned, frowning in dismay.

"Of course we do-----like I just said, we----ARE----better-----someone like you-----a low cost model-----is just junk-----you're not better than me-----and that's why you don't-----deserve NOT to be----subject to whatever someone like-----me----wants. I was.... made that way!"

"....What's so damn wrong with-----having--------desires?!"

>Will anyone say anything to him?
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>>6157386
> He grit his teeth - "We Cadre are-----better-----we're------made-----to be better--------so we-----deserve------reward-------we deserve what we-----want.... YOU-----WOULDN'T-----GET IT!"
https://youtu.be/tEFU46jYVOI

>”If I didn’t know you’re created by the trinity, I’d assume you were a Heusite. Listen to yourself, you sound like a coddled kid throwing a tantrum ’coz your mommie didn’t buy the toy you wanted. Is playing with others all there is in life for you ?”
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>>6157386
I'll support >>6157399 but also add:

>"There's nothing wrong about having desires. What is wrong, however, is being a slave to those desires! Normal people don't like hurting each other for a reason. They have control of their desires and their actions, and use that to help people. Just 'cause you were designed from the ground-up doesn't mean you aren't a person like them. You definitely aren't normal, though."
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>>6157399
>+1
I like this. Given how hardheaded he is, heh, I think the best way to get through to him is to get him to get through to himself.
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"Uh... So um." Spray Guy suddenly broke the silence. "If I didn't know you were created by the Trinity, I'd like, I'd think you were one of those HEUS kooks. Just listen to yourself bro, you sound like a sheltered baby throwing a tantrum cause your mom didn't buy you the toy you wanted. Is playing with others all you see in life? Well, "playing" in your way."

Catastrovania hissed, showing her fangs; "There's nothing wrong about having desires... What is wrong... is BEING A SLAVE TO THOSE DESIRES! Normal people don't like hurting each other for a reason! They have control of their desires and actions, and use that to help others! Just because you were designed from the ground up doesn't mean you aren't a person like them... But you most certainly aren't normal!"

She leveled her finger at him, clenching a fist; "YOU'RE A ROTTEN VILLAIN CORRUPTED BY YOUR NEED TO ATTAIN SATISFACTION! YOU'RE NO FRIEND OF JUSTICE!"

Koimaru opened his mouth to spit something out, but he couldn't find the words. Either that or his loss of a body made speech too difficult outside of short bursts. Regardless, he looked stunned and closed his mouth from shouting, instead muttering...

"Satis....faction? Satisfaction.... it-----all comes back to that... it always comes back---to that..."

"Yew must'a thought they weren't lyin' when they told yew ya' were unstoppable loik they are. They tell e'rrywun tha'."

"And why wouldn't-----I believe them when they made me...?! When you have-----power----you----can----exert it over others..."

"An' wot must it mean now since yew got beaten by Cata?"

"....That she....had more power----than me...."

"Buttit' wasn't the case, wussit' now? Yew bragged a lot aboot how we wuld be too unlucky to do anythin', even after yew got beaten. Before we arrived in Shengesia, she wasn't as strong as yew. She wasn't made tah' be either."

"I grow stronger not by pushing around those I can beat. I grow stronger by defeating people like you." Catastrovania hissed; "You don't do anything to improve anything. You don't help anyone, and nobody is helping you back! That's why you couldn't grow! That's why your "power" made to be better wasn't anything at all! You talk about having power over others, but those above you have power over you, and to them, you too are just a toy to play with and use. You... are a slave!"

"...."

Koimaru had nothing else to say, so Catastrovania shoved him back inside his sack.

"Welp. I'm 'ungry. I'm gonna go grabba' bite. Hoo is comin' wit' me?"

Seannsa departed the hotel with Catastrovania, Jake and the Greymalkins in tow. Samurai Summers stayed behind to watch things and keep an eye on Koimaru.
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(EXTRA EVENT: Noodle time!)

Now, what better way to spend time in Shengesia than by sampling some fine Shengesian cuisine? Luckily for them, despite it growing late by the hour, they were able to find a small eatery in the Commune still open. "Erskuu Noodle & Bar" it said on the sign.

It was a small shop with a small bar and many booths. The menu was glowing bright with florescent lights behind the screen, many pictures of what they had available. Across the counter top, Seannsa licked her lips upon seeing the cooks stirring large pots full of boiling noodles.

The stoic owner behind the counter did not greet. He simply looked up at them.

"Oi', lad, what's special today?"

The owner pointed up at the left side of the menu with his pen in hand; "House special lo mein get you extra wontons if you buy two or more quart."

Seannsa peered back at her companions. Spray Guy raised his finger; "I'll have that then."

"Us too!" The Greymalkins hopped.

"Fine by me." Catastrovania nodded.

"Five quarts o' tha' then. For me...?"

It was a tough decision. There were so many things to order, but she did come into a noodle restaurant, so she might as well get noodles then. Problem is, she didn't want to get something too spicy, and she wasn't exactly a... expert on all the different noodle dishes there were...

"I'll hava'..."

>You know what? I'll just have the same thing.
>No wait, "dandan noodles"...? That sounds tasty! I'll have that!
>Wait! "bhut jolokia ramen"? Well if there's one thing she's learned, it's that the funnier the name, the more delicious the meal tends to be! That one please!
>Actually, I want bourbon and sesame chicken instead.
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>>6157490
>No wait, "dandan noodles"...? That sounds tasty! I'll have that!
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>>6157490
>>Wait! "bhut jolokia ramen"? Well if there's one thing she's learned, it's that the funnier the name, the more delicious the meal tends to be! That one please!
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>>6157490
>Wait! "bhut jolokia ramen"? Well if there's one thing she's learned, it's that the funnier the name, the more delicious the meal tends to be! That one please!
My curiosity is piqued.
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"...Er... Tha' wun!"

The owner raised his eye. Catastrovania felt a chill creep up her spine.

"U-Uh... S-Seannsa, are you sure you want to-"

"Yep yup yep! Not changin' me mind! I want that one there witta' funny name!"

...

She got just what she wanted.

"Ooohhh! Lookit' these noodles!" She said, seated firmly at the table. Much to Catastrovania's disgust, she propped the ramen up on her fork; "It's like it's charcoal-y! Oi! Cooker! Wha' is this 'un called again?"

The owner lifted his head from the cash register.

"Bhut jolokia...."

Seannsa slurped up the noodles.

"...it means..."

She remarked about how she would go for seconds, and proceeded to throw the entire bowl back into her bottomless throat.

"....GHOSTU PEPPAH...."

Seannsa's ear twitched.

"...Ghost... wot...?"
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"Ah... so thissis' troo flame... incineratin' me from the inside oot... at last... I truly... see..."
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Seannsa fell unconscious and was rushed back to the hotel room by her company. She didn't awaken until the morning, and still she was panting and sweating, begging for water, milk, anything. Anything at all.

Catastrovania was able to find her favorite brand of probiotic milk in the nearest convenience store. She bought three packs. All of which Seannsa promptly drunk down in no time.

The single portion of noodles... was not nearly enough to sate her hunger, let alone the fact it was ghost pepper ramen that utterly dominated her. She is left hungry and wanting for more, but the pain in her stomach would not allow her to eat at this time until it had worn off....

>Stamina Level: Starving
>Map Position: T1: Erskuu Commune

>Select events to view.
> • (STORY) To the forest of stones. (T2: Stone Forest)
> • (EXTRA) Take my picture! (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) C'mon, you can handle your alcohol, yeah? (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Vandalizing, for FREEDOM! (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Suspicious Mfer. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Starfall Skylights. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Shengesian Variety Shows. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Tiger Cons. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) What's your beef with Surasira anyway? (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Ah! Hotel bed! Proper sleep, I've missed you! (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) PAWS OFF ALREADY! (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Nobody fucks with Crowbar Gang. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
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> • (EXTRA) Vandalizing, for FREEDOM! (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Starfall Skylights. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
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>>6157524
> • (EXTRA) Vandalizing, for FREEDOM! (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Starfall Skylights. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
Maybe that hunger will motivate Seannsa not to be ajobber anymore
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>>6157524
>• (EXTRA) Take my picture! (T1: Erskuu Commune)
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>>6157524
>• (EXTRA) C'mon, you can handle your alcohol, yeah? (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Vandalizing, for FREEDOM! (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Starfall Skylights. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
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(EXTRA EVENT: Vandalizing, for FREEDOM!)

Early morning, just on the verge of sunrise. Just down the street, there was a roadway shrine to the Emperor. A Temple object and common sight in Shengesia. Hardly anyone would be awake at this time beyond the farmers in their fields outside the Commune, and Spray Guy had not been able to carry out his mission, the very thing he was in the propaganda team for, in a while.

So he set out and did it. With his precious cans of spray paint in hand, he vandalized the SHIT out of that shrine. He sprayed the shrine all over. He spelled out profanity in colorful splashing styles. He labeled it with profane imagery. He took out every bit of his rage upon this poor shrine. He VICTIMIZED it.

"Hah."

Spray Guy turned around.

"Oh shit-"

"Oh no no, no let me stop you. Oh yeah, you keep- you keep messing shit up. I'm sure you like mess shit up a lot."

"Uh..."

"Oh yeah, you mess that shit up. That what you do right? You mess shit up. I'm sure that all you do."

"I mean, I just- I didn't, I, wuh-uh."

"You know, you real fucking asshole, you know that? You so much asshole. You come here, you see pretty sight and you mess shit up. You fucking asshole. That your contribution to society. Oh yeah, you contribution is mess shit up. People work hard built that shit and make it look pretty and you come and mess shit up. Oh yeah. You real fucking winner, you know that?"

"Hey man! Look! I just like to make graffiti! Don't you go telling me I don't work! I fucking work! I do my job!"

"Bullshitto, what job you do? Paint shit on walls mess shit up? You fucking asshole, you real big dick. You know how rong it take for Monk wash shit off you spray? You know how angry Monks gonna be when find you mess shit up on shrine? Oh you real fucking dick, you go mess shit up, force people crean it up, and then you mess more shit up. You big fucking winner, you know that?"

"I-I..."

"Yeah. You do job. You job piss people off and ruin shit. You make nothing. You just asshole. You come up, spray shit, people crean it up. That all you do. You ruin shit. What work you doing? You mess shit up. I patrol street and make sure people not mess shit up. Why you be like this? Why you want mess shit up? Fucking idiot. If everyone mess shit up, nobody have anything reft."

"..."

"Yeah, you do nothing. Spray shit is nothing. You do nothing for anyone. You fucking asshole. That all you are. You know I could kill you for this? I could riterally kill you right now for do this shit."

"..." Spray Guy looked down.

The Wei patrolman snatched his spray paint cans away and threw them aside.

"I see you spray shit again, I beat your ass to purple. Now get out."

"Dude, I'm sorry, I just-"

"GET OUT NOW."

Spray Guy ran away. He thought 'am I really an asshole?'. He shook his head. "No... No, I'm doing the right thing. I'm vandalizing.... for freedom. I just brought freedom by vandalizing that shrine.... He's just mad he has to clean it up. Yeah, he's mad..."
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(EXTRA EVENT: Take my picture!)

Spray Guy saw a statue of Lord Akasa, the Interior Minister, over a fountain in the Commune, at the main junction walk. He wanted to get a picture of himself with it to show the boys back in the Bunker. Though, after getting caught and chewed out by a Wei Shen Wu, he wasn't about to risk approaching another site of pilgrimage in fear of getting detained...

[...]

(EXTRA EVENT: Starfall Skylights.)

"Nyaaah, do you cats think there's anyone up there?"

In the early mornings in Shengesia, it was easy to see the phenomenon known as the "starfall" that began in recent times. All across the world, it became an everyday sight, lines of light falling through the sky down to Hainei. Like a rain or shower of comets. In truth, no more than bullets of energy launched from the southern pole.

"Like... aliens, nyah?"

"Hehe... yeah! I think there's aliens up there!"

"Nyoooo way, that's ridiculous, Hylan..."

"Nyawwww, come on, how could there nyot be? There's all kinds of things in this world..."

"Nyah-nyah. I don't think the Emperor made anything like that!"

"Nyow-nyow, let's not count it out, Monroe! After all, there's a hundred, trillion... billion, billion stars in the sky! There's gotta be so much out there, nyahh! Nyobody knows coz' nyobodies ever been! For all we nyow... there could be more cats out there like us on another planet!"

"Whaaaat? No way... that's silly!"

"Nyaha! And they have weird thingies on their heads like antennas that blink!"

"Ewwwww!"

"I don't care if there's nyow aliens out there, I'm still gonna believe anyway! I wish there was! I'd wanna meet one and see some! Nyehee!"

"That's just like you, Hylan. You're stubborn, nyah..."

"Ahahaha!"

"Ehehe!"

"Nyahaha!"
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(EXTRA EVENT: C'mon, you can handle your alcohol, yeah?)

Their second day of staying in the Erskuu Commune. By now, Seannsa had thankfully gotten over her adversity to the spicy noodles she had consumed yesterday. Most of the day was spent watching television and poking Koimaru's head in the cheeks.

"A'roight. Let's go back." Seannsa said, suddenly hopping up from the hotel couch.

"What? Where?" Spray Guy asked, scratching his nose.

"T' the noodle front, ya' bampot."

"You seriously want to go back there again after your embarrassing display eating those flaming hot noodles you ordered? You fell out face first on the floor..."

"Aye. But this toim, we're NOT eatin' any noodles." Seannsa explained, raising her finger; "It's a wee noodle store buttit' hassa' bar tuh, ya' fancy? Les' go eat sushi and hava' drink you all!"

"Oh heck yeah, I won't say no to some liquor! Shengesia has that good shit!" Spray Guy said, standing.

"Ehhhh..."

Catastrovania fidgeted, unsure of it. She... wasn't exactly a... drinker. For a moment, her quiet, stuttering shyness broke through her chuunibyou facade. "I-I dunno... n-not really into that..."

"Scared of------some cheap-----rubbing alcohol----hahah-OUGH!" She flicked Koimaru's skull.

"Quiet, you."

"Awww, c'mon!" Seannsa said, slapping her on the shoulder; "We dun' hafta' drink a WHOLE LOT. Is' justa' little smoothness fer' yer tongue, bonnie! Don't be so 'fraid!"

"Urrnn... ermmm... u-waah...."

"It's not like we'll get drunk." Spray Guy says; "Don't worry, I'm a responsible drinker, even if you both got drunk I can still get everyone back with no trouble."

"C'mon, Cata! Sushi and sake! Les' doo eet! I tawt' ye' liked that koin'a stuff!"

>Okay, just this once...
>No way! Drinking is kuso! Drinkers are kuso people! Drinkers don't ever do anything good! Nothing good comes of it! You'll make Rotgut! Your brain will go bad! Bad stuff will happen! It'll haunt us for the rest of our lives! It's not a good idea! I won't take part in it! I'll just drink water! WATER IS THE BEST!
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>>6158107
>Okay, just this once...
drunk cat
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>>6158107
>Okay, just this once..
What could go wrong?
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>>6158107
>Okay, just this once...
Time to see what kind of drunk Cata is
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On that night... Catastrovania drank with her comrades. And... a legend was born.
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"INCONCEIVABLE!" Screamed the buzzing and sparkling shape of the nefarious Alien God; "EVEN TOGETHER, WE ARE NO MATCH FOR HER RAW STRENGTH!"

"T̷H̴A̵T̷ ̶E̷V̴E̶N̷ ̵I̵,̴ ̶T̶H̸E̴ ̷T̷R̶U̴E̸ ̵D̵A̴R̸K̷N̷E̷S̸S̷ ̵I̶T̸S̵E̵L̸F̵ ̴S̷H̶O̵U̷L̷D̶ ̵B̸E̸ ̶N̸O̶ ̷M̸A̶T̸C̵H̵ ̶F̵O̷R̸ ̴T̷H̵I̶S̷ ̴S̶H̷I̵N̴I̴N̴G̷ ̵B̷E̵A̷C̸O̷N̴ ̵O̶F̴ ̶J̵U̵S̴T̴I̵C̶E̸ ̶A̴N̴D̴ ̷P̷R̶E̶V̶A̷I̴L̶I̸N̴G̵.̶.̸.̴ ̴I̵T̴ ̵I̶S̴ ̴U̶T̷T̴E̷R̷ ̷N̷O̸N̶S̵E̵N̵S̶E̸!̵" Wept the harrowing and cowardly living, crawling, nuclear evil that was the Dark One.

"This is insane... I cannot be defeated here! All creation BELONGS TO MEEEEE!" Said the pathetic Xanthous Emperor, descending into insanity over his inevitable defeat.

"Heh..."

Catastrovania gripped her katana in hand. These feeble weaklings were no match at all for her magnificent, magnanimous and awesome power. She was the very DEFINITION OF POWER AND JUSTICE GIVEN FORM.

"This battle... IS DECIDED!"

>Quick! Say a badass line before slaying these peons!
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>>6158160
>"Ni-"
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>>6158160
>"Hah, this battle was won before it began!"
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>>6158160
>I can't believe Steve Jobs died of ligma...
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>>6158160
>"And this... This is why they say to always bet on me - Catastrovania! After all... Victory... is MINE!"
and then she killeded them all with with one slice. Vertically. Killed all them with a vertical slice NOT A HORIZONTAL ONE she raise RAISED her sord up and sliced DOWN and killed them alls in one SLICE yes.
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>>6158160
Actually I'll change
>>6158163
to>>6158164
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"BAKAS! This battle was won before IT EVEN BEGAN! By ME! It's as though you all died of ligma before it happened!"

"Wait, what is ligm-" Gaizer tried to ask, only to be interrupted by Catastrovania talking over him.

"FOOLISH N..... NOBODIES! And this... This is why they say to always bet on me - Catastrovania! After all... Victory... is MINE!"

She rushed forward...

"IT IS OVER!"

AND DEALT THE KILLING BLOW!
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WAIT, no! The slash was VERTICAL! It was arcing down towards them, somehow taking them all out anyway! Because her power is just that great it defies all logic and break sense itself! She transcends all things! She IS Chaos! It was a lot of damage!

Actually, wait! These petty lemniscates don't even begin to properly represent how much damage she dealt to these dotards. She cannot be contained such a value! Of course, her power would obviously be measured only by Aleph numbers and higher cardinals. Actually wait, no! That's not enough either!
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MORE NUMBERS FOR THAT BIG DAMAGE! TAKE THAT YOU SHITTY JRPG MECHANICS! YOU ARE BROKEN BY THIS AWESOMENESS OF AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE POWER! THE GREATNESS! THE EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!!

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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"Catastrovania! You were too cool... you took down Huangdi, Gaizer and HEUS without even breaking a sweat! We are all eternally in your debt!" Said Muna, her new subordinate and servant.

"WE MUST ACKNOWLEDGE THOU AS THE GREATEST OF ALL TIME... EVEN MY POWER IS PALE BY COMPARISON." Admitted the weak Machine God who she had already beaten and spared out of the depths of her endless mercy; "FROM NOW ON, WE SHALL KNEEL TO THEE, THE GREATEST, AS OUR NEW LEADER.... RISE, OH GREAT SILVER EMPRESS OF ALL THINGS."

"You are the greatest person in the skill of the blade. I, Scheiracht, humbly kneel to the best sword in all of Hainei."

"TRULY! THOU ART SO INSPIRING! I, WOLDOR, WILL FOREVER TELL TALES OF THY GREATNESS IN MY HALLS!"

"You have moved my heart so! From now on, I shall no longer disapprove of yuri because of thee! I, Eikn, have seen the way at last! Girls loving girls is perfectly valid!"

"From now on, we will all love Catastrovania!" Sang Namithene.

"The courage brings a tear to my eyes! All of them!" Sniffled Master Garlo; "I will turn over a new leaf. From now on, all racism in the entire universe is ended!"

"Three cheers for Catastrovania Strifaust Morituros IX everyone! HIP HIP! HOORAYYY! From now on, I pledge to make all things ever free in all stores in honor of you! No more paying for anything ever again!" Declared Nickleim.

"I am no hero, Catastrovania is!" Shouted Ludwyhn.

"The true holder of Knowledge is" Said Sasaki; "You. We are humbled by you. From now on, we shall encourage..." Continued Satomi; "All students to run to school with toast in their mouths." Finished Sasaki.

"Aye! And now yer' the one whose shadow I live in!" Said the irrelevant secondary... t... tertiary character in the background almost out of focus.

"ALL HAIL CATASTROVANIA!" They cheered; "ALL HAIL CATASTROVANIA!"

Muna, the faithful servant who was below her new lord knelt. She looked up at the Goddess of Gods and godly godhood, Catastrovania.

"As our new Silver Empress and ruler, what is your first command for the entire world?"

>Ummm.... uh... (Write in.)
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>>6158182
>"imma da best :DD"
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>>6158183
This is it. The war for Hainei is won. There's naught else that needs to be said.
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>>6158182
>Everyone's gonna have to watch Code Geass with me! No interruptions, no talking, the whole series! And it'll be the subbed version
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"Imma da best!"

It was true. There was nothing else needed. No further context required.

She was the best.

End of story.

This entire saga.... was over at long last.
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"Shen Wu units are still searching for the insane Therian spotted in public yesterday in the Erskuu Commune causing unrest and trouble. Officials report the individuals exited a bar after heavy drinking with eyewitnesses stating she appeared to be in a heavily intoxicated state."

"Ahem..."

"Shen Wu officers at the scene reported the individuals pawing and swiping at them while hissing and jumping from rooftop to rooftop despite all attempts to catch her. Local Temple clergy were offended when she traveled to the nearby shrine brandishing a deadly weapon and spouted what they report as blasphemy, declaring she would strike the Emperor down before ruining one of his statues."

"As of yet, there is still no word on the missing pigs stolen from the nearby farm by the individual. Shen Wu officers pursued the individual into the woods until they say they saw her leap off into a waterfall below, drifting down stream along a river."

"Investigation is still ongoing as of now."
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"..."

"...Lad... I tawt yew said yew wera' respon'shible drinkeh'..."

"...I know this looks bad... but I swear to Muna, I did NOT end up in this position willingly."

"...Wot...?"

"Bro, on god... I resisted with all my strength. But as soon as I got you back to the hotel..."

"Oh fer the lova'..."

"..."

"...Al'rought... ah-al'roight... I'm not mad, I'm not mad... I'm sure ye' did. Okay... ogey... look, just whatever... SHE never learns'a this. Gottit'...?"

"Fuck no, I wouldn't dream of it. Not her. Fuck."

"Roight... then far as we're concerned, this neva' happened. A'roight?"

"What happened? I don't know anything happening."

Seannsa sighed.

"Ar'roight.... we bettah' find everyone."

Spray Guy peered up at the hotel bedroom's television that was still on, shining in the dark. The news channel was broadcasting something.

"....Uh... I think I found where Cata went..."

"...Oh yew've gotta be FACKIN-"
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1xbWrxZglK8

It took a while, but eventually, Seannsa was able to find and gather everyone again. Thankfully, Summers and the Greymalkins were easy to find. They were just seeing a small aquarium nearby. Catastrovania came back on her own, doing her best to avoid being seen of course...

...time to get a move on, they all thought, after another... 'eventful' night.

>Stamina Level: Starving
>Map Position: T1: Erskuu Commune

>Select events to view.
> • (STORY) To the forest of stones. (T2: Stone Forest)
> • (EXTRA) Suspicious Mfer. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Tiger Cons. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) What's your beef with Surasira anyway? (T1: Erskuu Commune)
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>>6158237
> • (EXTRA) Suspicious Mfer. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) Tiger Cons. (T1: Erskuu Commune)
> • (EXTRA) What's your beef with Surasira anyway? (T1: Erskuu Commune)
Aight let's finish this.
Also, good on Spray Guy and Seannsa for getting some, hopefully that helped them unwind.
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>>6158269
>+1
Spray guy really is the hero we needed
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(EXTRA EVENT: Suspicious Mfer)

Enough time had been spent in this Commune, and Seannsa was done paying for the room. It was time for them to clear out. The party had left, departing from Erskuu Commune. It would be a bit of a walk to get completely out of the settlement.

"..."

Currently stopped at a vehicle lane in the streets, waiting for the chance to walk by as a Shen Wu directed traffic. Spray Guy looked to his left, down an alley between some buildings. A strange little guy in a hoodie was standing there talking to some redhead in a mask.

"..."

They were exchanging some words discreetly before the redheaded one slipped away through a shutter door. The one in the hoodie happened to look over and notice Spray Guy's stare. He really shouldn't stare, it's quite rude...
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The boy in the hoodie suddenly threw up some kind of symbol with his fingers and then padded away down the alley.

"...?"

Spray Guy looked back at the road ahead as he walked when traffic was clear. He scratched his nose. What in the world was that? Some kind of gang sign? He had three fingers up and three d-

"....!!!!"

Wait... no freaking way. That hand... that... Oh shit! Should he... should report it to the Wei? No... the Temple would start a witch hunt and butcher folks. Should he tell Psyops th- Well, he didn't have anything for communicating right now. Shit. Damn it, those HEUSite bastards, they're everywhere, aren't they? Not like he can do anything about it right now... he'll just have to wait to tell everyone else at the Bunker when he gets back.

Creepy to think they might be in every settlement, everywhere. At least a few of them. Creepy...
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(EXTRA EVENT: Tiger Cons)

The Commune was behind them. They went off the most traveled paths, through the woods again. It was more dangerous but more discreet and would save them much time traveling on their way to the next stop, the Stone Forest.

"Holy shit! Look!" Spray Guy said, stopping everyone.

Up ahead of them on the path of wooden boards underfoot, a tiger was standing there. A typical Shengesian Tiger. Predatory, built with much muscle and power. Capable of eating a hundred or more pounds in one sitting. If Spray Guy didn't have a shotgun, or wasn't accompanied by two divines, he'd have been frightened.

The tiger growled and approached, but then stopped and sniffed, lifting its head. It seemed to focus in on the Greymalkins, then upon Seannsa and Catastrovania. Its eyes went wide.

"I'll be damned!" The tiger suddenly said. It ran forward and stopped. All but Seannsa were surprised when it transformed into a woman; "If it isn't the Lady herself! Seannsa!"

"Wait... you're a Therian?" Catastrovania blinked.

"You're quite right! I'm a feline Therian of Shengesia from the wild, my animal side is that of a tiger." She nodded.

"Yep yep! Therians can be more tha' jus' housecats 'n small cats." Seannsa explained; "There's many kindsa' Therians in the worl', lass. So, whas' yer name, tiger?"

"I'm Kinnko, ma'am! I watch these woods for my fellow Therians." The tiger lady said; "Though, I'm not proud of it, but I have to turn to highwaymanning, attacking travelers and scaring them off but taking their provisions and things... it's dreary out here."

"Hm? 'Ow come, tiger girl?"

"Well ma'am, us Therians of the tiger variety were once bigger than we are now, but the Wei hunts us down and detains us or executes us.... It all goes back to the Stripers Rebellion in Shílín a hundred years ago, when us tiger Therians, known as a group called the Stripers, had a little uprising over how the Trinity gentrified us."

"Mmm..." Seannsa scratched her chin; "Tink' I 'eard sumthin' loik that in the Cat Village back then, yeh."
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Kinnko mewled morosely; "Yeah, it was real bad shit. They didn't show any mercy, bombing parts of the woods and jungles to drive us out, sending in their tinmen for manhunts. They took us apart and dismantled our villages in Shílín. Now most of us are "rehabilitated" and forced to live in the Communes. Some of us, like me, are still out here, disguising ourselves as part of the wildlife to get by. They won, sadly..."

"Is robbing people really the only way for you?" Catastrovania raised her eye.

"The Wei would detain me on sight. The tiger Therians they do have in Communes down pat aren't allowed to leave. We're basically pets. I'm sure lots of them have nice human companions and owners now, but not all of us are fond of it. We still have some trade going on, us free Therians, so we need money and items too to keep our secret homes up. We trade with rebel groups in the frostreach and other gangs. It also brings in food."

"Why-" Hylan said.
"Not-" Fearyn continued.
"Hunt for it?" Monoe finished.

Kinnko sighed; "It's hard. It might seem easy for a big tiger, but this continent is huge. We have to compete with real animals or might accidentally compete with each other. Animals can get away, or sometimes there's just none to be found. We rely on buying food or taking it just to eat..."

She suddenly sniffed. Kinnko looked at Seannsa; "Wow... I never.. I never thought I'd get to meet my kind's goddess but... Mm... that scent is pretty funny. I thought it'd be a different kind."

Seannsa looked away, nearly choking; Dun' know what yer' babblin' aboot..."

Spray Guy looked away and pretended to not be following the conversation.

"...Well. It's no business of mine." Kinnko says; "I just thought our goddess would be more stray is all.... is being domesticated really that good that even Lady Seannsa herself would do it?"

Seannsa would beg her pardon, but then again, most of her introspection has been about... her increasing domestication throughout this adventure. She found it frustrating.

>Domestication is the best. You should get domesticated now and let others take care of you and get all the food you want. That's how cats roll. We're royalty, so we get treated like it.
>Nah, stay stray. You have more freedom that way. Cats are free spirits and kingly, they're always allowed to do whatever and bound by nobody. You can just take whatever you want.
>Tell us more about this gentrification and rebellion thing.
>Anything to look out for in the Stone Forest?
>Why not go to Woldoria since its the last free nation on Hainei?
>Tell her about the Psyops.
>You mentioned rebel groups in the Frostreach and other gangs. Like who?
>Write in.
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>>6158696
>>Tell us more about this gentrification and rebellion thing.
>>Anything to look out for in the Stone Forest?
>>Why not go to Woldoria since its the last free nation on Hainei?
>>Tell her about the Psyops.
>>You mentioned rebel groups in the Frostreach and other gangs. Like who?
How to piss off a QM in 5 Easy Steps!
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>>6158696
>Tell us more about this gentrification and rebellion thing. (1)
>Anything to look out for in the Stone Forest? (4)
>Why not go to Woldoria since its the last free nation on Hainei? (3)
>Tell her about the Psyops. (5)
>You mentioned rebel groups in the Frostreach and other gangs. Like who? (2)
in case we can't take all 5, I put priority of each question for me
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>>6158696
I will agree with this >>6158748, 'tis interesting.
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>Tell us more about this gentrification and rebellion thing.

"Well," Kinnko starts; "-as you might already know, the Kingdom strictly regulates Therians among the populace. It's not completely uncalled for, since we do have the queer abilities to transform into animals, but at the same time... they do it out of paranoia and to control people. You know them. They're insidious."

"And 'gentrification'...?" Catastrovania questioned.

"In Shílín, us more wild Therians enjoyed a modicum of primitiveness. Not a whole lotta electricity. Really off the grid, yeah? It was quaint, though I guess I'm saying we were rednecks and hicks. The Trinity doesn't like its populace being off the grid if they can help it. The Kingdom wants to raise everyone outside the Capital to the same standard. It's just that, they do it by force. I'm sure you've heard of how bad the situation in Toushi is."

"Aye. Slums 'n trash." Seannsa nodded.

"Being on the grid... it's easier to manage people like that. When you introduce technology all over the place, you can monitor everything. Get people addicted to that urban lifestyle, then they become dependent on it. Then, you can control everything else. Their basic human rights, their electricity, water, food... It's why we call it gentrification. Our villages could get by on their own." Kinnko explained; "So, naturally, when push came to shove, and they laid down their ultimatums, we formed the Stripers and resisted. Even though we could never win, we rednecks preferred going out on our own terms. Let it be known the Stripers didn't fire the first bullet. At least we took some of the bastards with us..."

"Gentrification... is most likely apart of a bigger plan in the works to create a true ecumenopolis." Summers speaks up.

"Yew mean lika' planet wide city?"

"Yes. The Imperial Capital has been expanding in size over the Shengesian continent since its establishment." Summers confirms.

"Yeah, makes sense. If everything outside is gentrified, it's easier to make it part of the capital one day." Kinnko nods, veering off to the side and spitting at the dirt.

>Anything to look out for in the Stone Forest?

"It's treacherous you'll find. The limestone and quartz pillars are gigantic. There's tons of bridges between the formations. The ground below is almost impossible to traverse. People usually travel by cable cars, but those ways are patrolled by the Wei and you might wanna avoid them. There's some mountainous rises with paths cutting around the edges, you may watch for landslides there. It's also very moist, take care not to slip or get caught in a rain."

"Anythin' to eat there?" Asked Seannsa.

"You like venison?" Replied Kinnko.

"Mayhaps."

"The water deers are the primary food source. Used to be hunted by our kind a lot there. Since the Stone Forest is a designated Imperial Park, I'm sure you could find an eatery at the park center where they serve it. Other than that, it's just fish and birds."
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>Why not go to Woldoria since its the last free nation on Hainei?

"Hah! No chance. Woldoria might be freer but tiger Therians like us? Who are stronger Therians than most? They'd want to press us into Heer service right away. Might be fun but us rednecks just wanna be recluses for goodness sake."

>Tell her about the Psyops.

"Really now? I didn't know there was such a thing..." Kinnko purses her lips.

"...Un, guys? I'm not really sure we're supposed to just go... telling everyone about the Psyops...." Jake says.

"Hah! Relax. I won't go telling anyone. Besides, it sounds nice but, same deal as with Woldoria. We're not looking forward to more fighting after the last rebellion." Kinnko says.

>You mentioned rebel groups in the Frostreach and other gangs. Like who?

"Oh you know, people like those Namithene worshipers. They're really colorful. Most of them go around having that pink hair and stuff. Oh, and the clown guys! Aha! You should see the clown guys!" Kinnko explained.

"Clown... guys?" Summers tilted her head.

"These fellows are based in Woldoria, they're all like clowns. You know, for a bunch of clowns, they're sure some of the rudest people you'll ever meet too. Genuinely don't know what their deal is, the assholes. And let's see... there's the Merry-Fins, gang of aquatic Therians, real morose bunch. You know, because the oceans aren't right. Most marine based Therians got wiped a looooong time ago by the Khanate. And there's these guys who are like... I don't know, they're like a motorcycle or biker club, but they dress like pirates."

"Oh yea." Spray Guy raised his hand; "Those guys are with us. They're like, saboteurs or something."

"Shit, those are you Psyops? That's crazy, man. That's brilliant!" Kinnko laughed, clapping her paws.
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"Well," Kinnko stepped forward; "Don't let me keep you all. And again, it is such a privilege to meet you!" She said, reaching out.

Seannsa grinned and reached out too, taking her hand in a big handshake, paw to paw.

"I-I'm not sure if you know, since us tiger Therians are really out here on the fringe, but you are our inspiration, ma'am! You're what allows us to keep going through all the hardship!" She gushed; "It's so depressing, but we'll never forget to live the way that Lady Seannsa says cats should!"

"I'm flattered!" Seannsa purred, soaking up the praise; "And never should yew lot change yer minds ei'er! Hah!"

"We're a bunch of rednecks, my goddess! We're stubborn to the bloodied end!" Kinnko chuffed in delight.

The party continued on their way. Kinnko waved back as she watched her goddess and her companions go along. It was probably the greatest moment in her life, getting to meet her idol! Kinnko was going to be thinking about that all throughout the week. She morphed back into a feral shape and trotted off into the woods.
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(EXTRA EVENT: What's your beef with Surasira anyway?)

On the path to the Stone Forest, they were going down a dirt trail path their boardwalk through the woods had ended in. Limestone walls were becoming a more common sight now. But strangely, they saw lots of people also traveling this route. Poorer ones. No, even worse. Refugees.

The swarthier people were fleeing the east with pack animals and their valuables. They looked distraught. Some were begging for alms. Though, none dared approach the party at the sight of Summers, because she was a Samurai.

"...Who are these people?" Summers asked as she stared out the corner of her eye at the passage of the refugees on the road.

"Followehs' of Surasira." Seannsa said, crossing her arms.

"These people come from the Siran Region?" Summers looked to her.

"Aye. The volcanic region's knoon fer th' people of Ghugul. Tha' was th' name of wot 'ey call the Land of Milk now back inna' day."

"Ghugul... my data doesn't have anything on that but I know the Land of Milk. Why are followers of Surasira this far away from their homeland?"

Spray Guy coughed and rubbed the back of his hatted head. "Um... yeah.uh... so, like... something really bad... happened there. It was the talk all over Psyops a while back."

"The entire place was ravaged and torn apart..." Catastrovania followed.

"You mean... the region was devastated...? But... why? The followers of Surasira are peaceful and sedentary... Why would... Who would do that? The Trinity? But... they already held administration over much of the region, beyond the agreements with Surasira's cult and faith establishment..." Summers remarked, looking back at the refugees behind.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Koimaru suddenly laughed from his sack. "Oh you poor poor inferior trash model... can't------put two and two together? With your junk hardware? Who in hell do you think would d-----elight in dese----crating the innocent like that? Come on... this is easy."

"...The Khanate..." Summers slowly said, catching it when Koimaru said who 'in' hell and not who 'in the' hell.

"Yeah, so, the Khanate butchered a city... set up these gruesome fucking things they call "Necrotowers". As soon as that was done... it was an all hope lost sort of deal." Jake said, shaking his head.

It was a truly dark day on the fall of Kloa, where the Khanate's currently appointed Chosen One helped spread the taint of the Afterseas to the mortal world, clouding that part of Shengesia out completely. Only constant bombardment from orbit has kept the region under quarantine...
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Seannsa huffed. "Sad tah' see the old cow go loik tha'... I was hopin' to settle our score 'fore... tha'."

Catastrovania's ears twitched. "You had beef with her?"

"Surasira and I... ah... w-we've butted 'eads 'fore." Seannsa admits, shrugging. "She and I 'ad sumthin' sorta similar to what yew an' me 'ad going in the Boudoir, lass."

"You wanna elaborate on that?"

Seannsa thinks for a moment.

"...Nah. Nah. All I'm gunna say is tha'... it's settled now. Koina'..."

"...?"

"Les' just leevit' at this. She 'ad me beaten fera' while..."

...

Seannsa huffed, groaning in her head.

'Tha' damn fat cow... that stupih' fat cow, I ain't gunna forgeh' tha' toim yew laughed in me face as yew pressed me 'gainst that stupih' gate o' yers! How did ye' dew it?! HOW?! Wha' did ye' eat?! What did ye' DRINK!? How was Eikn smollah when she's the body what split ye' in the firs' place! Yew ha-miliateh' me more than anywun' else ever did... I won't ever forgeh'.... Yew damn glorious bonnie cow you... why'd ye' hafta' go 'fore I could get even?! There was nubodi' as nice as ye' either! Ahuh.... Yew woulda' been so proud if we settled it fair n' square! Ye' ken?!'

"Are you... crying?" Catastrovania raised her eyebrow.

"Nuu..." Seannsa said, wiping the tears from her eyes; "I jus' got sum' dust in me eye is all."

"...."

'Fackin' HEUS... yew dirty rotten whore.... If I ever get me hans on yew... yer... yer gunna REGRET IT! OUUUGH! YEW BASTARH! NNNNGH!'

'...Phewww.... better to not dwell on it...'

The trail continues.
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>>6159326
i'm starting to believe that every female on hainei has breast envy. does this count as an archetype?
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>>6159326
Bring her back
BRING HER BACK
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(STORY EVENT: To the forest of stones.)

Many towers of stone dominate the depths that lay ahead. Each peak is covered from head to toe in yellow foliage, the growths of Shengesia's shiny body. Mere follicles of Hainei's coat. This was the Stone Forest of Shengesia, or the Shílín Imperial Park. A vast land of rock. Hard to pass.

The most prudent path to take was the riskier gambles of great bridges connecting the spires together. A network off the maintained, Imperial elevators and cable ways. The winding paths through these spires and mountainous rises would be a curious trail in a serpentine fashion.

"Wooooahhh! Look at that!" The Greymalkins excitedly chimed. "Nyah! Nyah! So many!"

"This is one heck of a roadtrip." Spray Guy commented.
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"It's so beautiful..." Summers uttered. She actually smiled, looking over at Catastrovania; "Isn't it?"

"Eh... I-I guess it's pretty neat... not as neat as what we had in Yongesia..."

Secretly, she held this as the most exciting trip she's been on in a long time.

"Aye. Watch yer steps, my kits! Take care notta' trip or yew'll bruise yer knee! An' one ting more, when we're crossin' the bridges, we all form a line an' hold on by each oddeh's shoulders, yeh?"

"Hsss... Why?" Catastrovania puffed.

"Cause we dun' wanna risk this bad luck mumbo jumbo makin' wunna' them bridges collapse all offa' sudden an' wunna' us drops." Seannsa stressed.

"...Uh, hey... these paths aren't usually traveled a lot right? Who is... that?"

"Eh?"

Seannsa looked ahead.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JexVGuA75XQ

The path through the rise they took was stone, natural rock underfoot that had been carved into a long road of steps going up and down, surrounded on both sides by dense foliage. Up ahead, they saw it going up, over an elevation leading to their first long bridge in Shílín. And standing there, two figures. A male with a cape flowing behind his back, clutching a short sword. The other a lanky female in a wavy dress, clutching an umbrella and spinning it in her hand slowly.

"...These guys look shady..." Summers said, lifting her hat for a better look.

The figure standing on the path ahead took a few steps closer then, the levitating one following behind him.

"OI!" Seannsa suddenly shouted, raising her claw; "Not ano'tter step there! Thas' close enough!"

The figure did not yield.

"Are ye' deaf?!"

"...Koimaru." He suddenly uttered.

The decapitated head in the sack Catastrovania held over her shoulder gasped, and jolted.

"Central-------Master?!"

"...You failed." The figure said.

Seannsa squinted. So these were more of the Cadre then.

The figure before her, this "Central Master", he held a pagoda in his hand. He stared at her. There was something deeply... unrelenting about him. About his very posture. And that cape... that brown cape.

"Jus' loik... that man...?!"

"...Return him to me." He simply asked.

Something was off. It made her want to comply with him...

>Fine. Take him back but leave us the hell alone.
>Nah. We'll keep him for ourselves.
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>>6159740
>Nah. We'll keep him for ourselves.
Dude, get your own trophy
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>>6159740
>Nah. We'll keep him for ourselves.
We took this head trophy by force and if need be, we'll keep it by force!
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>>6159740
>Something was off. It made her want to comply with him...
so the 1st time in quest where obedience is used on us

>Nah. We'll keep him for ourselves.
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"..." Seannsa shook her head, throwing the thought; "An' why the bloody 'ell would we do tha'? Givem' to ye' so yew cah' jus' rebuild 'im? Good as nyew to sick on us? Fat chance. Nah. We'll keep 'im."

"..."

True to her observation, the figure did not relent, standing his ground with impassivity. He did not flinch, he did not even blink. And somehow, it was like Koimaru's head breathed a sigh of relief at that.

"You." Catastrovania said, drawing her sword and raising it their way; "Who are you?"

The figure holding the pagoda lifted his own blade, red sash tied to its handle flowing.

"I am Zhun Gongzhu. I am the Central Master of the Cadre and leader of all Mass Produced Demigods. By his grace, I am Thandir's servant."

The figure wielding the umbrella came down a little lower, never looking anyone in the eye. She clenched her fist.

"...I am Virini, the Principle Animator of the Cadre. In the name of order, I will stop you."

These were two more of the four Koimaru talked about. Then they were the ones standing in Seannsa's way to getting even with the Trinity, and Lord Thandir, the presumable true culprit behind this all.

They seemed willing to speak for but a moment.

>Maybe we ought to question them before we start throwing hands, just while we have the chance...
>What should we ask them? (Write in.)
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>>6159808
>>What should we ask them? (Write in.)
Do They enjoy what they do?
Are they getting what they want?
How many Qilin Eggs have they ended so far, do they believe that they should only be used as ingredients simply for expediency's sake?
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>>6159808
Did you choose to serve the Trinity?
Why meet us here, of all places?
Are you feeling lucky?
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>"Do yew enjoy what yew lot do?"

"Enjoyment is irrelevant. The feelings of the Cadre are irrelevant." Zhun Gongzhu stated without a shred of emotion in his voice. To the side of him, the 'Virini' character seemed to... frown as he went on to say, "Mass Produced Demigods are made to serve."

"What a bleak reality." Comes Catastrovania.

"It is the only reality that holds meaning. Is it not noble that we abide our purpose and place? We are beholden to the will of Lord Thandir. Lord Thandir is the executor of the will of the Emperor. We are servants to the creator and the world."

"Yer warped is what ye' are, ye' ken? A creator dun' deserve any respect if he's a cruel, tyrannical piesa' shite loik Hoo-wang-dee is."

"That is nothing more than ignorance. The creator is the only one deserving of respect, logically, as the hand behind all things. We were not made to be ambient creatures in this world. We were produced to execute the will of our Lord. Any contrarian thoughts are erroneous." Zhun Gongzhu held firm.

>"And are yew all gettin' what you really want?"

"..."

While Zhun Gongzhu did not immediately respond, Virini looked to be... hurt. In pain even as she stared at the dirt below.

"Don't play coy wit' me. I've 'eard quite enuffa' what the head inna' sack there had to say. Yew Cadres, yer not as robotic as ye' seem. Yew got feelin', and wants. Yew got desires. Yew want stuff. Yer still convincin' yerselves ye' gotta obey." Seannsa said, drawing circles beside her head with her finger, calling them crazy.

"...Of course we shall get what we want. Even if we die or fall, reward is for those who heed the wisdom and the power of the Lords and the true god. I shall claim what it is I desire, before long. And I have waited. I have waited for that day, quite a while." Zhun Gongzhu says, lifting his pagoda and regarding it.

"An' wot wuld' tha' be?"

"You." He says.

Seannsa cringed. Everyone did.

"......Hehehahahahahaha!"

Zhun Gongzhu surprised them when he broke out into a fit of guttural laughter.

"I will slay you myself. With the power of the False Probabilities I have perfected, you will fall by my blade. I shall reap what I want at last by striking you down, and rise in your place. I will be the newest god."

"....Hahaha! NYAHAHAHA! Yer even more crazy than I tawt'! Aha! Yew? Wanna replace ME?"

"You... do not deserve your power. You do not deserve such a remarkable effect."

"An' wot the 'ell makes yew tink YEW do?"

"I have pictured this for so long. As I watched you throughout my life, I admired such contentedness as what you held. I admired that power... the power to truly be complete... the power to truly explore every road. I want to see the things you would never deign to see with it. I want to be the first to step foot into that uncharted territory you ignored. I want to pioneer. That is why I truly deserve this..." Zhun Gongzhu said, letting go of his sword, which levitated in the air, to place his gauntlet upon his chest.
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He was one insane bloke for sure... but to think he deserved to be the god of Luck more than Seannsa did on such a mistaken whim...

"So it was you who was responsible for the waves." Summers accused him.

"I am. I built the False Probability Generator within my personal Loka." Gongzhu admits.

"You son of a... you were luring Seannsa this whole time, weren't you?!" Jake yells in frustration.

"Indeed. I told you, I've pictured this. You follow a dangerous path of uncertainty. Soon, you are bound to slip. Even though Koimaru has failed, someone will succeed in taking you down and bringing you to me. It is probable."

Seannsa felt her eye twitch. "I've endured thus far... yer not doin' so well in takin' me doon."

"It is no problem. This journey is serving to make you jaded. I am sure you have already experienced many grievances." The Central Master pointed out.

Jake's... near death experience... Catastrovania nearly losing to Koimaru. The hunger.... losing to Ludwyhn's finger.... it keeps piling up.

>"...'Ow many Qilin Eggs have yew lot ended so far? Do yew r'lly believe tha' they should only be used as ingree'dents simply fer expediency's sake?"

"It is the punishment of the traitors, courted by them. The Emperor wills it. To this end, may the filthy rebel, Ren, forever suffer as cattle for helping the Devil Traitor breach the Axis Mundi..." Zhun Gongzhu said.

"...Ren?"

"She is the Cattle Qilin. She is the one whose eggs we poach." Virini suddenly spoke up.

"Thandir's army is provided by the rebel. It is a fitting punishment for allying with pitiful humankind..." Zhun Gongzhu said, grasping his blade again.

"Yew motherfuckah's are seriously sick in yer 'eads..." Seannsa gawked.

>"Why meet us here, of all places?"

Zhun Gongzhu turned his head towards Catastrovania when she asked that.

"For my Cadre."

"You must be so disappointed."

"Only that I cannot crush him in my own hand for his failure."

He planned to simply kill Koimaru as punishment? He gets more demented by the second. Everyone is on the defensive...

>"Are yew feelin' lucky?"

"Are you?" He simply repeats back.
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[! WARNING !]

[BATTLE COMMENCING]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YDucpAO7H70

[...]

Without warning, Zhun Gongzhu and Virini both vanished, warping away! In their place, a few Mass Produced Demigods came down and confronted the party!

"COWARD!" Seannsa shouted.

The party faces two Bodhisattvas!

[ENEMY TURN]

<DEFINE DECLARATION> <DEFINE INVOCATION> <SYSTEMA DIVINO>
<WE ARE ALL AS ONE AND THE SAME IN UNITY!>
<THIS EFFECT WE COMMAND INTO REALITY AS TRUTH AND IMMUTABLE FACT>

The collective Truth of the Mass Produced Demigods came into effect! (Gaining strength based on number of enemies present.)

"T-They hava' d-divine Trooth!?" Seannsa gasped in disbelief.

[Magic Shield] - The first Bodhisattva lifted a shield blocking Materia for a turn over themselves!

[Physical Shield] - The second Bodhisattva raised a shield blocking all physical attacks for a turn on both of their bodies!

[Summoning Ritual] - The Bodhisattva units prepared to call upon new allies... (Summoning 1 Lokapala, 1 Menshen...)

[YOUR TURN]

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ENEMY TRUTH ACTIVE: Indefinitely
TRUTHS READY.

Your Rolling Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Your Critical Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Enemy Rolling Ceiling: Rank 6 - 1d57
Enemy Critical Ceiling: Rank 6 - 1d57

[] Starvation caused Seannsa to start the battle at one third of MP! []

<What will you do?>
>https://pastebin.com/raw/GNuiv8SR
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>>6159899
Seannsa:
>Niflheim (Heavy Ice damage skill) (40 MP)
on the 1st bod

Catastrovania:
>Vajra (Heavy damage skill, Inflicts stun) (34 MP)
on the 1st bod

Greymalkins Add:
>Greymalkin Rancor (Raises Party Ceiling by Four Ranks)
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>>6159907
Seannsa:
>Attack (Default light physical) (aoe)

Catastrovania:
>Vajra (Heavy damage skill, Inflicts stun) (34 MP) (aoe)

Greymalkins Add:
>Greymalkin Rancor (Raises Party Ceiling by Four Ranks)
lil change
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[Attack] - Seannsa leapt, slashing at both of their shields with her claws!

[Vajra] - Catastrovania fired twin bolts of thunder at both Bodhisattvas!

Instantly, both were blocked by the shields raised by the Bodhisattva!

[Greymalkin Rancor] - The Greymalkins danced to the action. "NYAH NYAH! NYEVER LOSE!" they shouted, making Catastrovania and Seannsa feel more firm.

[ENEMY TURN]

The Magic and Physical shields of the Bodhisattva's fall...

[Summoning Ritual] - The discs upon the back of the Bodhisattvas lifted, and shone down a ray of light. Additional Mass Produced Demigods materialized within! (Additional enemies appear!)

The shared Truth of the Mass Produced Demigods takes root... (Health increased by 500.)

[Physical Shield] - The first Bodhisattva erected another shield protecting from kinetic forces over their bodies.

[Apollyon] - The Menshen MPD twirled its meteor hammer and then slung a debilitating magic at them! Their firmness was completely gone! (Party ceiling falls completely!)

[Apostolic Knuckle] - The Lokapala raised its fist, middle and index knuckles jutting out. It dashed forward and delivered a staggering blow to Catastrovania, right on the head! She stumbled back and fell to her knees, knocked out cold! (Sleep!)

[YOUR TURN]

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ENEMY TRUTH ACTIVE: Indefinitely
TRUTHS READY.

Your Rolling Ceiling: Rank 1 - 1d7
Your Critical Ceiling: Rank 3 - 1d27
Enemy Rolling Ceiling: Rank 6 - 1d57
Enemy Critical Ceiling: Rank 6 - 1d57

<What will you do?>
>https://pastebin.com/raw/GNuiv8SR
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>>6159954
Seannsa:
>Niflheim (Heavy Ice damage skill) (40 MP)
on the 1st bod

Catastrovania:
>Agni (Heavy Fire damage skill) (30 MP)
on the 2nd bod

Spray Guy Add:
>Wake Up Call (Cures status ailment on one ally) (Cata)
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[Niflheim] - Seannsa formed a spear of ice in her hand. She hurled it right through the head of the first unguarded Bodhisattva, killing it instantly! Its body crumbled to ice and shattered.

[Agni] - Catastrovania didn't stir on her knees... (Sleep!)

[Wake Up Call] - Spray Guy rushed in, slapping her on the back of the head. She awoke in an instant and sprang up, slashing with her sword. He backed off, being narrowly missed - "Shit!"

"...Ngh... Sorry..." She muttered. (Awakened!)

[ENEMY TURN]

[Magic Shield] - The Bodhisattva remaining protected itself further with a Spiritua blocking shield!

[Abaddon] - "NNRGH!" - The Menshen swung its chained hammer in a rhythmic fashion, sending another curse! (Critical ceiling falls completely!)

[High Gear] - "Hhhhoooooo...." - The Lokapala began building power in its servos, holding its weapon tight... (Empowering next attack)

[Summoning Ritual] - "Om samyak jñāna, śānti pravāha, tejasvī Akasa, ātmā āvāhana... Dhyānamaya rūpeṇa āgaccha, shakti mahā-siddhi, tvaṁ prabho.... Bhūta-ātmanam prakaṭaya, sarvajñatā vikiraṇaṁ, vimocaya prajvalitaṁ!" - The Bodhisattva's myriad hands made changing gestures as it whispered a sutra... (Summoning 1 Lokapala, 1 Amatsukami...)

[YOUR TURN]

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ENEMY TRUTH ACTIVE: Indefinitely
TRUTHS READY.

Your Rolling Ceiling: Rank 1 - 1d7
Your Critical Ceiling: Rank 1 - 1d7
Enemy Rolling Ceiling: Rank 6 - 1d57
Enemy Critical Ceiling: Rank 6 - 1d57

<What will you do?>
>https://pastebin.com/raw/GNuiv8SR
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>>6159978
lol I saw that
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>>6159981
I should've hit refresh, kek.

>>6159975
Fuck, we are in a baaad spot.

>Enhanced scanner.
On Bodhisattva

>Vajra on Lokapala

>Niflheim
On Menshen
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[Niflheim] - Seannsa rushed forward, burying a spear of ice formed into the guts of the mechanical Menshen before hopping back. The Mass Produced Demigod wrapped its chain around the spear and squeezed, shattering it with a grunt!

[Vajra] - Catastrovania wreathed her sword in divine thunder, catching the handle between her middle and ring fingers - "HAH!" - She hurled it, throwing it right through the body of the Lokapala before pulling at the air, recalling it to come back and pierce the enemy again. The Lokapala ceased to function, and then erupted into electricity as it vaporized! (Struck weakness!)

[Enhanced Scanner] - Samurai Summers scanned the Mass Produced Demigods, yielding results... (Weakness revealed!)

[ENEMY TURN]

[Summoning Ritual] - The surviving Bodhisattva's disc rose. It called forth reinforcements with its summoning vector! (Additional enemies appear!)

The shared Truth of the Mass Produced Demigods takes root... (Health increased by 1000.)

[Danse Macabre] - The Bodhisattva hummed the Om as it rang a Death Knell over Catastrovania! (Death Knell inflicted!)

[Attack] - The Menshen swung its meteor hammer, tagging Seannsa on her chin!

[High Gear] - The Lokapala began building strength. (Empowering next attack.)

[Gigatons] - The Amatsukami flashed about on its feet, slashing at Catastrovania ten times from different angles! She yelped in pain as it cut her! She barely managed to pull through! (Critical hit!)

[YOUR TURN]

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ENEMY TRUTH ACTIVE: Indefinitely
TRUTHS READY.

Your Rolling Ceiling: Rank 1 - 1d7
Your Critical Ceiling: Rank 1 - 1d7
Enemy Rolling Ceiling: Rank 6 - 1d57
Enemy Critical Ceiling: Rank 6 - 1d57

<What will you do?>
>https://pastebin.com/raw/GNuiv8SR
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>>6160014
>Seannsa's Truth (Massive healing implement boost + Ensures only good Luck for two turns)
>Nostrum (Large HP restore) (30 MP)
>Concerto dell'amicizia (Causes next Zetsumei use to hit 6 times)
Keep Cat up to crit the big boss Bodhisattva here?



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