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The Story So Far: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=hellborn
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Your name is Sierra Beckhoff. You are the coolest person you know, and with one notable exception, you are probably the most badass. Basically you’re the kind of person who takes care of business and gets the job done.

And you guess that your coolness is bleeding through over into real life, because you just secured a date with Wolfgang, a real cool dude who’s like, you know, cool and stuff. And a snappy dresser. And your best friend’s brother. But maybe you don’t want to think about that last part.

--

And now he’s apologizing to you, for you accidentally (intentionally) kissing him. You didn’t expect anything like this when you woke up today – just walking along, hanging with Wolfgang. Hellion mage and law student. Sweet mercy.

“You really don’t need to apologize,” you say. “I mean. I was kind of tipsy, I guess. I was being more dumb than you were.” You think back for a moment. “And it was kind of cool how you stuck up yourself. I mean, probably not the easiest thing since, you know, I’m way hot and stuff. If I was your girlfriend, it’d be nice to know you were loyal, even in the face of overwhelming temptation.”

Wolfgang smiles. “When you look at it like that, I am pretty impressive,” Wolfgang jokes. “But seriously. If I’d been thinking, I would have just told you beforehand. I’m incredibly dense when I drink.”

“Don’t sweat it. It all paid off,” you say, snickering. “You fell right into my trap.”

>> No.39630730

>>39630711

Man. This is going pretty good. You’re just talking and stuff, and there’s some good feelings and stuff. And this isn’t even the date. You glance down. Wolfgang’s got one hand in a pocket, but the other’s totally vulnerable. He’s got some nice hands – you bet if you compared, yours would look all dainty and stuff by comparison.

Maybe... just reach out a little and grab one while you can. You could totally go for it. But what if he takes it the wrong way? You don’t know how somebody could take that the wrong way, but that doesn’t mean it wouldn’t happen. You’ve never really actually gone out with somebody with intentions more than making out with them, but considering Wolfgang’s actually somebody kind of cooler than average, maybe you should be more judicial.

Play it smart. Be cool. That’s you.

“What are you thinking about?” asks Wolfgang, peering over at you to get a look at your face.

>Uh. Nothing.
>Just that I’m pumped for Friday. Never dated a lawyer before.
>Pfft. What are you thinking about?
>What goes on in my head’s my business.
>Just thinking about what I’m going to say to Moriah. Didn't expect to have to deal with something like this today..
>That we should probably head back, if I want to leave before your dad gets home.
>Other (?)

>> No.39630762

>>39630730
Oh you know, my dead sister.

>> No.39630776

FUCK YEAH HELLBORN QUEST!

>> No.39630784

>>39630730
>Just that I’m pumped for Friday. Never dated a lawyer before.
>Just thinking about what I’m going to say to Moriah. Didn't expect to have to deal with something like this today..

>> No.39630808

>>39630730
>>Just thinking about what I’m going to say to Moriah. Didn't expect to have to deal with something like this today..

>> No.39630819

>>39630730
>>Just thinking about what I’m going to say to Moriah. Didn't expect to have to deal with something like this today..

>> No.39630830

>>39630730
>Try not to spaghetti
>spaghetti anyway

>> No.39630831

>>39630730
>>Just thinking about what I’m going to say to Moriah. Didn't expect to have to deal with something like this today..

>> No.39630854

>>39630730
>>Uh. Nothing.

>> No.39630860

>>39630730
>Just thinking about what I’m going to say to Moriah. Didn't expect to have to deal with something like this today.

>> No.39630885

>>39630730
>Just thinking about what I’m going to say to Moriah. Didn't expect to have to deal with something like this today.

>> No.39630908

i hate the timezone this quest runs in, it's when i'm supposed to be asleep

>> No.39630919

>>39630730
>You should be careful with that question, might not always like the answer.
>Just thinking about what I’m going to say to Moriah. Didn't expect to have to deal with something like this today..
>Just that I’m pumped for Friday. Never dated a lawyer before.
>There, like, any special lawyer dating paperwork I need to sign?

>> No.39630934

>>39630730
>Just that I’m pumped for Friday. Never dated a lawyer before.

>Other (?)
1) Put hastily own hand inside pocket unless he takes it, then spaghetti & sweat

2) Ask facts about lawyers like, do they really have fins, are their teeth filed, do they drink blood (you totally drink blood, it's cool), etc.

>> No.39630957

>>39630730
>Uh. Nothing.

>> No.39630966

>>39630730
>Bone puns. I want to have an entire arsenal ready by Friday.

>> No.39630980

>>39630919
>There, like, any special lawyer dating paperwork I need to sign?
I like it.

Add that to >>39630934

>> No.39630987

>>39630908
Today is one of the rare times its at a reasonable time for me

>> No.39631010

>>39630966
This. Specifically skull puns. And puns concerning lack of skin. And whatever else we can think of. If it's smart mentioning, however...

>> No.39631025

>>39630730
>Other (?)
"A demon lawyer, huh? The jokes practically write themselves."

>> No.39631028

>>39630966
No need to be rude

>> No.39631066

>>39630784
This.

>> No.39631067

>going for puns and base humor
How utterly in character

>> No.39631263

>>39630987
normally it would be a pretty ok time but i have been awake 21 hours now and i have school tomorrow

>> No.39631284

>>39631263

Just go to sleep. There will be other threads that aren't during finals week.

>> No.39631313

>tfw these two hug and Sierra drops all the spaghetti and runs off without her glamors on

I can imagine the news headline.

And the look on Isaac's face.

>> No.39631365

>>39630730
We're glamored now, aren't we?
Have we shown him the new hotness?

>> No.39631478

>>39631365
I dont believe we have it'll be a surprise, we get more awesome as time goes by

>> No.39631504

>>39631284
i am to emotionally invested in this quest to let something like school get in the way, i would go as far as to say that i would suck dick for it

>> No.39631647

>>39631504
Well anon it just so happens, I have dick.

>> No.39631664

>>39631504
You have strange priorities.

>> No.39631706

>Just that I’m pumped for Friday. Never dated a lawyer before.

>> No.39631827

>Just pumped to be dating a BONE-afide lawyer, ya know?

>> No.39631835

>>39631647
for the quest anon, not for fun
well, depending on where you are..
>>39631664
it's strange that i prioritize doing what i like instead of forcing myself to wake up early and learn about things just so that i can work and make someone else money for the rest of my life?

>> No.39631873

>>39631835
..... Where are you?

>> No.39631897

>>39631873
It's that communist guy from last night. His typing is the exact same. Think he said he was in Sweden?

>> No.39631917

>>39631835
Yes, a priority is something that is important or necessary, regardless of how enjoyable. I would love to spend my time doing as I please, but meals arent free. meaning my education is how I will earn them.

>> No.39632046 [SPOILER] 

>>39630711
>his hand is still there...

>> No.39632073

>>39632046
Drop glamor, accidentally tear it off.

>> No.39632227

You reflexively stuff your hands into your pockets. “You gotta be careful with questions like that. Might not always like the answer,” you say, feeling defensive.

“I see,” he says, giving you a curious look.

He knows. Wait. But there’s no way he can know. You focus on that idea. Your mind is a fortress. (+1 Stress: 15) You just need something to distract him with something plausible. “I was just thinking about what I’m going to tell Moriah,” you say. Yeah. That sounds good.

“Don’t worry too much,” says Wolfgang. “She’s really understanding about these kinds of things, in her own way.”

He took the bait. “Good,” you say, more to yourself than him. “I mean. I’m pumped for Friday. Never dated a lawyer before. Is there any paperwork I gotta sign?”

“Our previous verbal agreement will suffice for now,” he says, mimicking the tone of his father.

“You know, with you being a demon lawyer, the jokes practically write themselves,” you say.

“As long as you don’t tell the same ones over and over,” he replies. “I’m not actually a lawyer yet, so I’m not quite sick of them.”

“That’s good. I can help you with that,” you say.

“Oh really?” he asks, feigning enthusiasm. “Thanks.”

You chuckle, and carry on walking and chatting. You doubt half an honest word passes between you and Wolfgang with sarcasm running rampant, but it’s fun and keeps you on your toes, at least until your walk brings you around the block and back to the Crowther’s house.

You bid adieu to all your demon pals, and arrange for Moriah to give you a ride home.

School and Ranthix workouts and private tutoring keep you busy through the next week. The tutor thing is new, but not too bad – turns out Cassandra had her finger on the pulse of the lethargic rate of your academic progress, and after talking with you, you both decided you could use the extra help to drag through math.

Your other classes are mostly just a matter of doing the work.

>> No.39632250

>>39632227

Russian would be easier if it was all speaking and listening, but there’s a lot of writing and grammar stuff necessary, and not even Borislav can help you with that. Art’s a breeze because of all the arting you do on the side, though English and Civics remain challenge areas just because you have to keep up with so many random assignments.

National High is a pretty rigorous place compared to anywhere else you’ve ever gone to school.

Another interesting thing is that Rowan figures out what that beetleman’s mace is all about. Turns out that if you toss it in the right way, its blows land on things like, exactly ten feet off, even though it’s not actually hitting the thing. Like, it just bounced off air, and cardboard boxes just get flattened.

Vikrama’s still asking tons of questions at school, and Baron seems to be warming back up around you and Rowan, despite all the magical crap. Good to see he’s recovering from magic shock, or whatever you should call it.

You’ve had a pretty hectic week, mostly because of school, but also because of accidentally lighting things on fire all the time. You accidentally torched some kid’s paper when you were handing it up, though you managed to pass it off as some weird static electricity deal, and nobody suspected you. More annoying is accidentally singeing favorite shirts and stuff like that.

Cassandra’s working on a solution, namely magically fireproofing everything you wear or sleep on. You get to help out a little bit, and you think the rituals are beginning to rub off on you. You’re sure you’ll be a pro at fireproofing your own stuff before you’re halfway through with your wardrobe. It’s just a matter of knowing some design and having a whole lot of saltpeter and other stuff available.

You try to talk to Moriah about you and Wolfgang, but she’s being evasive on the subject. The most she tells you is that you should actually see if you like the date before you start acting like you’re in a relationship.

>> No.39632257

>>39632227
>turns out Cassandra had her finger on the pulse of the lethargic rate of your academic progress
That's a good line.

>> No.39632274

>>39632250

It seems like the smart thing, so you take her up on her advice and quit trying to get stuff out of her.

Out of curiosity though, you do manage to get her to compare bare horns to a bare midriff. Not really comparable to toplessness, but something that might turn a few heads.

Thankfully your glamors keep you from having to worry too much about what your horns look like, though.

--

Stress: 31/103
Sanity: 94/100

Today is Friday, and despite being kept busy doing all kinds of crap, you have not forgotten nor have you stopped thinking about your impending date with Wolfgang. You know you were drunk last time, but you did kind of like making out with him. You wonder if he’s wondering if you’re thinking about making out with him again. And so are you. But you’re probably getting ahead of yourself – you’ll see how it goes and play by ear. You can have fun with people without doing things to them.

You’ve just finished all your math homework with the assistance of Bailey the helpful math tutor lady. You accidentally forgot you left your SMG on the dining room table when you sat down to get to business, but you managed to pass if off as a cheapo airsoft replica.

Anyway, Bailey’s just taken off, and you’re done with your homework, and you’ve just got another text from Wolfy G – as Wolfgang is labeled in your phone.

“ See you at 7 ;) ” says Wolfgang.

“ ;() “ you reply. He’ll probably wonder what that means, but you think it’s best to keep him guessing.

Rowan sits down at the table, grinning broadly. “What’d he say?” she asks.

“You have no proof who it was,” you reply, letting your indignance shine forth like the sun.

>> No.39632314

>>39632274
We should talk to his Shadow. See what's up.

>> No.39632326

>>39632274

“Sure I do. You got this really intense look on your face when you looked at your phone,” says Ro. “That’s all the proof I need.”

You scoff. “Typical. Jumping to conclusions again,” you say.

“Well I think you two would make a cute couple,” she says. “Are you excited?”

>We’re not a couple, it’s just a date. You and these conclusions, man.
>Low key music thing in some secret café with a hot demon guy? Hell yeah.
>Might be my first real date in a while, but I’ve got it locked down. And he’s footing the bill.
>The only other time I was alone with him ended embarrassingly, so, just hoping it’s not a repeat.
>Kind of antsy, maybe. When I'm around him, I keep losing focus. I feel like I'm going to screw up and do something stupid.
>You know Wolfgang, a little. Your women’s intuition got any advice?
>Other (?)

>> No.39632356

>>39632326
>Kind of antsy, maybe. When I'm around him, I keep losing focus. I feel like I'm going to screw up and do something stupid.
>You know Wolfgang, a little. Your women’s intuition got any advice?

>> No.39632368

>>39632326
>>We’re not a couple, it’s just a date. You and these conclusions, man.
>the only other time I was alone with him it ended embarrassingly, just hope it's not a repeat.

>> No.39632377

>>39632274
>Out of curiosity though, you do manage to get her to compare bare horns to a bare midriff.
Is Sierra's midr-Are Sierra's horns particularly fetching and graceful and uh toned and flat?

>> No.39632381

>>39632326
>>We’re not a couple, it’s just a date. You and these conclusions, man.

>> No.39632394

>>39632326
>We’re not a couple, it’s just a date. You and these conclusions, man.
>the only other time I was alone with him it ended embarrassingly, just hope it's not a repeat.

>> No.39632409

>>39632326
>Kind of antsy, maybe. When I'm around him, I keep losing focus. I feel like I'm going to screw up and do something stupid.
>You know Wolfgang, a little. Your women’s intuition got any advice?

>> No.39632411

>>39632326
>>We’re not a couple, it’s just a date. You and these conclusions, man.
>The only other time I was alone with him ended embarrassingly, so, just hoping it’s not a repeat.

>> No.39632422

>>39632377
Different anon
If they aren't i'm afraid i'll have to shank a Languid

>> No.39632438

>>39632326
>Kind of antsy, maybe. When I'm around him, I keep losing focus. I feel like I'm going to screw up and do something stupid.
>You know Wolfgang, a little. Your women’s intuition got any advice?

>> No.39632466

>>39632326
>Low key music thing in some secret café with a hot demon guy? Hell yeah.
>Might be my first real date in a while, but I’ve got it locked down. And he’s footing the bill.

>> No.39632476

>>39632326
>We’re not a couple, it’s just a date. You and these conclusions, man. You should stop jumping through hoops to the conclusions. Wait, how did it go again?
>You know Wolfgang, a little. Your women’s intuition got any advice?

>> No.39632484

>>39632326
>>You know Wolfgang, a little. Your women’s intuition got any advice?

>> No.39632503

>>39632250
>English is a challenge
psh, I could tell, pleb

>> No.39632522

>>39632326
>Low key music thing in some secret café with a hot demon guy? Hell yeah.
>>Kind of antsy, maybe. When I'm around him, I keep losing focus. I feel like I'm going to screw up and do something stupid.
Wooo, it's happening!

>> No.39632577

>inb4 bad rolls and a few bad choices lead to <50 San and 103 stress.

>> No.39632578

>>39632326
>We’re not a couple, it’s just a date. You and these conclusions, man.

>> No.39632589

>>39632326
>We're not a couple, it's just a date. You and these conclusions, man.
>Kind of antsy, maybe. When I'm around him, I keep losing focus. I feel like I'm going to screw up and do something stupid.

>> No.39632653

Who knows Sierra is the imperiate's daughter? I can never seem to keep track of that.

>> No.39632704

>>39632653
Everyone in the Conclave, the Hallows, the Crowthers, Borya, and Ms. Song are the only ones I can think of at the moment.

>> No.39632716

>>39632704
>the Hallows
Does all the hallows know?

>> No.39632724

>>39632716
Pretty sure they do.

>> No.39632756

>>39632716
Isaac's crazy cousin's a Sattler, so she doesn't count as a Hallow. She thinks we're just a landmaster with innate pyromancy. But yeah, all of the immediate family knows.

>> No.39632878

Oh and does Wolfgang know?

>> No.39632910

>>39632878
Ranthix was yelling it 24/7 when he was healing up at his house so I'd guess yes

>> No.39632970

>>39632274
>“ ;() “ you reply
We just promised to blow him.

>> No.39633005

>>39632878
>>39632910
Yeah i just dug it up from the archive. He knows and they even talked quite a bit about it when discussing what to do with the fief and stuff.

>> No.39633103

>>39632970
+60 stress

>> No.39633157

>>39633103
>dropped glamor

>spooky scary skelepenis

>-30 San

>> No.39633182

>>39633157
>Wolfgang when I said I wanted to see your boner.....

>> No.39633275

“Okay, first off, we’re not a couple, it’s just a date,” you say. “You and these conclusions, man.”

Rowan rolls her eyes. “I said ‘would make’, not ‘do make’. Who’s jumping to conclusions now?

“You. We already established this,” you say, not giving an inch.

Ro laughs. “All right, I’ll give you a break,” she says.

“I don’t know, Ro,” you say, feeling preemptively nervous for some reason. “It’s just – I’ve dated people before, but not college people. And definitely not handsome demon college lawyer people.” (+1 Stress: 32)

“You smite evil and duel landmasters. Ranthix, of all people, is your personal trainer. I think you can handle Moriah’s older brother,” says Rowan.

“Well yeah, but I still feel antsy anyway,” you complain. “Wolfgang keeps making me lose focus when I’m around him. I feel like I'm going to screw up and do something stupid, not necessarily in that order.” You give Rowan a beseeching look. “You’ve got women’s intuition, you got any advice?”

“You have women’s intuition too, Sierra,” Rowan tells you, a feeling of amusement coming from her.

“Yours is better than mine,” you reply, starting to feel cornered. (+2 Stress: 34) “You’re all sensitive and stuff. You don’t even have an emotion sixth senses and you’re still better at knowing how people feel.”

Rowan uses her super senses to perceive your state of mind. “All right, all right,” she relents. “The first thing you need to do?”

“What?” you ask.

“Chill out.”

You take a deep breath and do as ordered. You’re chill for sure. (-1 Stress: 33)

“Now, the really important thing to remember,” she says.

You lean in, eager to for ultra Rowan tips.

“It’s a date,” she says simply. “It’s fun. Don’t overthink it, and don’t stress.”

“Ugh. Lame advice,” you grumble.

>> No.39633341

>>39633275

Ro gives you an even look. “I’m serious. Your number one priority should be to have fun. If you have fun, your date will have fun, and you’ll have a great time.”

“I already know that,” you say.

She nods with finality. “Then you should be fine.”

“Whatever, you being all deep and meaningful and stuff,” you say, standing up. “I’m going to go get ready.”

“I believe in you,” says Ro.

You snort and head upstairs. This shouldn’t be too hard, all things considered. It's a hip, ear-to-the ground event - you'll be in the dark at a table, and there'll probably some walking. It might get cold, but you've got your leather bomber.

But should you go for a more casual, cool kind of look, or a more elegant, sophisticated kind of look? What would impress your date? And possibly more importantly, what would make you feel better?

Clothes
>Be cool. Break out the red jeans.
>Employ Moriah’s fashionable ensemble.
>Dress for success. Literally, the dress.
Hair & Makeup
>Just make sure there’s nothing wrong. Hide your flaws.
>Augment reality. You should look like you, but a more better version of you.
>Go for a striking, more punk kind of look.
Accessories and whatnot
>Extra points (?)

>Other (?)

>> No.39633359

>>39633341
>Be cool. Break out the red jeans.
>Just make sure there’s nothing wrong. Hide your flaws.

>> No.39633368

>>39633341
>Be cool. Break out the red jeans.
>Just make sure there’s nothing wrong. Hide your flaws.

>> No.39633415

>>39633341
>Employ Moriah’s fashionable ensemble.
>Just make sure there’s nothing wrong. Hide your flaws.

>> No.39633417

>>39633341
>Be cool. Break out the red jeans.
>Just make sure there’s nothing wrong. Hide your flaws.
>Wear the obsidian jewelry we have(If we didn't give it to the mori already)

>> No.39633426

>>39633341
>Be cool. Break out the red jeans.
>Just make sure there’s nothing wrong. Hide your flaws.

>> No.39633429

>>39633341
>Be cool. Break out the red jeans.
>Go for a striking, more punk kind of look.

>> No.39633430

>>39633341
>Dress for success. Literally, the dress.
Add jacket.
>Augment reality. You should look like you, but a more better version of you.
Ask Ro for help.

Because spending a bit of time on this to feel good reduces anxiety, increases the sincerity of compliments, and reduces stress.

Remember to moisturize. Take Moriah's fashionable top and comfy shoes in purse (Rowan won't say no), because hot demony makeoutscomeonweneverknow

>> No.39633444

>>39633341
>Dress for success. Literally, the dress.
>Augment reality. You should look like you, but a more better version of you.
Time to finally use that dress

>> No.39633460

>>39633444
This.

>> No.39633464

>>39633430
That's rather well thoughht of. I second this guy's plan and also
>use a few jewels, if you have, or borrow some.

>> No.39633470

>>39633460
Jeez man atleast TRY to cover up the obvious samefag....

>> No.39633559

>>39633470
He isn't samefagging, you faggot

>> No.39633709

>>39633341
>>Dress for success. Literally, the dress.
>Augment reality. You should look like you, but a more better version of you.
>Get some jewelry on.

>> No.39633732

>>39633470
One day there will be actual samefagging that I will over look because of you boys who cried samfag.

>> No.39633806

>>39633732
What if that is his plan? To cry samefag all the time so people will over look the fact that that anon is actually the one samefagging all the time.

>> No.39633838

>>39633806
Nah, Don't credit me with enough intelligence to think up that kinda plan

>> No.39633892

>>39633806
>having a plan

>on /tg/

Choose one.

>> No.39633951

>>39633892
I can't help but wonder if getting caught was part of his plan?
What's the next step?

>> No.39634119

>>39633951
What if you removed his internet?

>> No.39634165

>>39634119
It would be extremely uncomfortable

>> No.39634365

>>39633341
>>Employ Moriah’s fashionable ensemble.

>> No.39634415

>tfw people dont want to wear Mori's stuff so we can hulk out after the date and show off.

>> No.39634459

>>39633341
Wear Moriah's stuff, minimum makeup.

>> No.39634479

>>39633341
wear moriahs stuff

>> No.39634526

>>39634479
Wow the samefag
Literally 0 effort

>> No.39634535

>>39634459
>>39634479
Really? REALLY?

>> No.39634551

You pick out an outfit, opting for something casual, yet cool – exactly the reason you bought red jeans. Actually, you’re not sure why you bought red jeans. Maybe just because they were red. Either way, you like how they look, so you’ll be wearing them tonight. Besides that, you choose out a black tank top, figuring it’ll go with your cool, kind of savage look.

You change, grab your jewelry, and head to the bathroom. You stare at your reflection for a minute. You definitely look good, but you can look better. As far as makeup goes, you’re good with none, and you’re good with going all out, but finding a happy medium where you look like a more better version of you is more elusive.

You need to utilize your resources. “Rowan!” you shout. “Get in here!”

A minute later, Ro appears at the doorway. “What’s up?” she asks, taking in your chosen ensemble.

You stare harder at your reflection. “I want to look normal, but a really hot version of normal,” you say. “How do I do that?”

Ro comes over and shoos you aside so she can access her makeup stuff. She’s got a whole lot more than you – varieties of hues and shades and smells. It almost makes you gag.

“You know where to start wit hthe basics,” she says, allowing you free reign.

You take care of the little details, and then Rowan gets a little more involved with helping you choose out things that will help compliment your ‘natural tones’ or whatever. While Ro’s makeup supplies have seen good use, most of the shades and stuff you’re using are coming out of the mostly untouched paler and greyer tones.

Even so, though, with Rowan’s guidance, you look damn good with only medium effort. Ro helps direct your hair styling as you do stuff with your hair to make it less sloppy and more wild looking.

You go ahead and set out all your fancy obsidian jewelry. There’s a pair of black bracelet bands, a necklace, and a pair of little dangly earing things.

>> No.39634567

>>39634535
Those three pro moriah posts are all 1 min apart give or take a few seconds. That's just obnoxiously bad samefag

>> No.39634577

>>39634551

Cautiously, you put it all on, the obsidian feeling cold to the skin, and examine yourself in the mirror. You fidget a little with the necklace to make sure it’s hanging just perfect, and you’re getting there, when Rowan interrupts you.

“I think we’ve safely arrived on your smoking hot tier,” she tells you.

You hurry to get your contacts in so you’re not blind, and blink hazily until you can see again.

You and Rowan have definitely managed a vast upgrade for yourself, even if it’s a temporary one. You look alluringly pale and flawless, with your dark hair is carefully feathered and maneuvered so as to just barely obscure the tops of your eyes. The obsidian glass looks good on you, too – it really stands out against your light skin tone.

Nobody’s rating you below a 9 tonight, that’s for sure. (-5 Stress: 28)

“Man,” you say. “You know that feeling when you know you’re way hot, but then you find out you’re even hotter than that?”

“Is that your feeling right now?” Ro asks, smiling widely. “Wait, I need a picture.” She pulls out her phone, and goes to take the photo.

You both pose like a posers, and give the camera the evil eye.

“How is it? Do I look all cool and dangerous and stuff?” you ask.

She checks the result, and shows you. You look both cool and dangerous.

“Aw yeah,” you say, extremely smug about everything. (-2 Stress: 26) But you do not have unlimited time to bask in your glory, you have to finish getting ready. “All right, I still have to get some stuff ready,” you say, leaving.

“If I can help, just scream incoherently,” Rowan says, going back to her room.

“Careful what you wish for,” you shout from your room as you finish up.

>> No.39634624

>>39634577

You empty your satchel and toss a few things inside, like a handgun. Always be prepared. If you need to put Wolfgang down, you have the option.

Lastly, Moriah's words ringing in your brain, you drop your glamors long enough to mummy up your horns in black cloth. You don't know if you'll be dropping your glamors, but if you do, you don't need that idea distracting you.

You finish up, and go ahead and grab your bomber jacket before heading downstairs, completely ready in every way. You don’t wear earrings often, so you’re kind of conscious of how they dangle around as you go down each step.

You go wait in the living room, picking up one of Cassandra’s crafts magazines and browsing through sewing stuff just to kill time.

“You look like you’re ready for a fun night,” says Cassandra, leaning in the doorway.

>I’d rather just take off when Wolfgang gets here. None of this coming inside and manly chatting with Isaac business.
>Its still really weird being someplace where people don’t freak out every time I go do stuff. Could you just, I don’t know, pretend I’m supposed to be grounded or something?
>So, how’s dating mortal guys different than dating guys with superpowers? You just fight more crime or something like that?
>Speaking of fun nights, where’s Isaac taking you tonight? I thought Friday was your date night or whatever.
>Other (?)

>> No.39634643

>>39634624
>So, how’s dating mortal guys different than dating guys with superpowers? You just fight more crime or something like that?
>Speaking of fun nights, where’s Isaac taking you tonight? I thought Friday was your date night or whatever.

>> No.39634644

>>39634624

>Speaking of fun nights, where’s Isaac taking you tonight? I thought Friday was your date night or whatever.

>> No.39634654

>>39634624
>Its still really weird being someplace where people don’t freak out every time I go do stuff. Could you just, I don’t know, pretend I’m supposed to be grounded or something?
>So, how’s dating mortal guys different than dating guys with superpowers? You just fight more crime or something like that?
>Speaking of fun nights, where’s Isaac taking you tonight? I thought Friday was your date night or whatever.

>> No.39634668

>>39634624
>So, how’s dating mortal guys different than dating guys with superpowers? You just fight more crime or something like that?

>> No.39634689

>>39632274
>;()
I hate that emoteicon

>> No.39634704

>>39634624

>Its still really weird being someplace where people don’t freak out every time I go do stuff. Could you just, I don’t know, pretend I’m supposed to be grounded or something?
>Speaking of fun nights, where’s Isaac taking you tonight? I thought Friday was your date night or whatever.

>> No.39634709

>>39634624
>So, how’s dating mortal guys different than dating guys with superpowers? You just fight more crime or something like that?
>Speaking of fun nights, where’s Isaac taking you tonight? I thought Friday was your date night or whatever.

>> No.39634732

>>39634624
>So how is dating normal guys different from dating guys with superpowers? Do you just fight more crime or something like that?

>> No.39634829

>>39634689

I'm glad.

>> No.39634841

>>39634624
>>Speaking of fun nights, where’s Isaac taking you tonight? I thought Friday was your date night or whatever.

>> No.39634872

>>39634624
>I’d rather just take off when Wolfgang gets here. None of this coming inside and manly chatting with Isaac business.

>> No.39634913

>>39634624
>Its still really weird being someplace where people don’t freak out every time I go do stuff. Could you just, I don’t know, pretend I’m supposed to be grounded or something?
>Speaking of fun nights, where’s Isaac taking you tonight? I thought Friday was your date night or whatever.

>>39634829
Seems it had the desired effect on me at least.

>> No.39634932

>>39634829
What is it, even?

>> No.39634958

>>39634932

Its a dumb face which intentionally irks the receiver.

>> No.39635428

>>39634624
>So, how’s dating mortal guys different than dating guys with superpowers? You just fight more crime or something like that?

>> No.39635928

It’s still kind of weird that nobody gets mad at you for going out and doing stuff. You know you’d just go out anyway, but there’s something about being out and not having passive aggressive guardians waiting at home that’s just strange.

“Hey Cass, could you pretend that I’m grounded or something?” you say.

Your request baffles her enough that you can feel a note of surprise. “Why’s that?” she says.

“I don’t know. I don’t remember ever going on a date while I wasn’t grounded,” you say.

“Why isn’t that a good thing?” asks Cassandra, sitting down on the couch opposite you.

“Well, I don’t know, I don’t think I’ve ever been on a totally bad date, per se,” you tell her, “but maybe that was because I didn’t want to go home? So, like, because being out was better, the date went better, kind of? And if there’s any date I want to be good, it’s this one.”

Cassandra thinks about what you mean for a second. “How about you try going on a parent-approved date instead, just this one time?” she asks. “Who knows, maybe it’ll turn out even better than what you’re used to.”

You consider her proposition. “Well, I guess it’s worth a shot.”

“If you don’t like it, I can ground you for the next one,” she offers.

“Fair enough,” you reply. You lean back a bit in the couch, looking at Cassandra curiously. “How’s dating mortal guys different than dating guys with superpowers, anyway? You just fight more crime or something like that?”

“Yep, that’s the main difference,” says Cass. “Isaac and I were fighting crime from day one. Aquatic, mystical crime with inhuman perps, but crime all the same. And then you have to have a series of serious discussions about lifespans and immortality, but you and Wolfgang are in the same ballpark there, so I don’t think you’ll butt heads over it.”

“I guess not,” you say. You pause for a second. “Speaking of dates and stuff though, where’s Isaac taking you tonight? I thought Friday was your date night or whatever.”

>> No.39635974

>>39635928

“It is,” she answers. “We just want to send you off first. But after you leave, we’re going to meet up with a few friends and head to a fancy restaurant.”

“Is it your anniversary or something?” you ask.

“No, we’re catching up with a few old friends.”

“I bet Isaac’s got a lot of old friends.”

“We both have a lot of old friends,” says Cass.

You chat with Cassandra until you hear the doorbell. You excuse yourself and head over to answer.

Wolfgang stands there, wearing a nice pair of slacks and a black dress shirt and silvery tie. His hair’s got a tousled, firm look to it, and you can smell a distant kind of wintery touch, along with a hint of sandalwood. But under those two, the smell of shoe polish lingers. The shininess of Wolfgang’s shoes probably accounts for that.

You both take a second to size each other up. It’s hard to interpret feelings given that all your blood feels like it’s pounding in your ears, so you give up. There’s too many to count.

“Hey Sierra,” says Wolfgang, smiling.

>Hello.
>C’mon, let’s get out of here before Isaac starts in on his whole ‘let’s shake hands’ thing.
>Come in for second. You want anything to drink or...?
>Wow. You look nice.
>Give him a quick peck on the cheek. You're pretty sure you can get away with that much.
>Who are you supposed to be?
>Quick question. Do you have to go through metal detectors to get into the café?
>Other (?)

>> No.39635997

>>39635974
>>Wow. You look nice.

>> No.39636014

>>39635974
>Hello.
>Wow. You look nice.
>Quick question. Do you have to go through metal detectors to get into the café?

>> No.39636017

>>39635974
>Hello.
>Wow. You look nice.

>> No.39636033

>>39635974
>Hello.
>Wow. You look nice.
>Quick question. Do you have to go through metal detectors to get into the café?

>> No.39636039

>>39635974
>Wow. You look nice.

>> No.39636041

>>39635974

>Hello.
>Wow. You look nice.

>> No.39636044

>>39635974
>Who are you supposed to be?
>C’mon, let’s get out of here before Isaac starts in on his whole ‘let’s shake hands’ thing.

>> No.39636047

>>39635974
>"Yo...I-I mean, uhm, h-hel-...hi...yeah, hi." *blush*

:^)

>> No.39636057

>>39634958
Kek

>> No.39636086

>>39635974
>Didn't know we were going to opera.

>> No.39636129

>>39635974
>Hello.
>Quick question. Do you have to go through metal detectors to get into the café?

>All these people wanting to say wow
Wow. Not sure I've seen Sierra compliment someone ungrudgingly.

>> No.39636132

>>39635974
>>Wow. You look nice.
>>Give him a quick peck on the cheek. You're pretty sure you can get away with that much.

>> No.39636134

>>39634958
I've always interpreted it as someone having one eye closed with their mouth open for a BJ.

>> No.39636153

>>39635974
>Come in for second. You want anything to drink or...?
>Wow. You look nice.
>Give him a quick peck on the cheek. You're pretty sure you can get away with that much

>> No.39636171

>>39636134
I thought it was that duck face thing actually.

>> No.39636176

>>39635974
>Hello.
>Wow. You look nice.
>Quick question. Do you have to go through metal detectors to get into the café?

>> No.39636184

>>39635928
For some reason i found that insanely sweet

>> No.39636191

>>39635974
>Wow. You look nice.
>Let's get out of here.

>> No.39636217

>>39635974
>Hello.
>Come in for second. You want something to drink or...?

>> No.39636351

>>39635974
Dont mean to bitch or complain but if you could post a "writing for _____" after the vote is decided it would help a lot of your players out with waiting times and estimating how long it'll take.

Just a heads up.

>> No.39636502

>>39636351

Let me outline my basic procedure. I wait for ten minutes, and if there's a suitable number of votes, I begin writing. If there's any interesting additions or things are wildly different than the first impression, and it fits in with what I've written so far, I might change things.

Of course, this makes it difficult to have a specific moment where I swing the ax. I don't want to discourage suggestions.

Maybe we'll talk about this in the 100th thread recap Q&A.

>> No.39636514

>>39636502
mmk, thank you

>> No.39636674

>>39635974
>...i can smell your shoes

>> No.39637159

You say the first things that come to mind. “Wow. You look nice,” you say. “You going to an opera or something?”

“No, I’m going on your hot date,” he says, cleverly using your words against you. “Mind if come in?”

“Oh. Sure,” you say, stepping back and allowing him entrance.

Wolfgang looks around as you close the door. “So this is your lair,” he says to himself.

“Well, it’s kind of more of the family lair,” you say. “My corner’s upstairs. You uh. You want something to drink?”

“No thanks,” he says, smiling a little bit.

You hear footsteps from within Isaac’s study. “Brace yourself,” you warn.

“I came prepared,” says Wolfgang.

Isaac appears in the hallway, all smiles, and comes over to the entryway. “Wolfgang, nice for you to drop in,” he says, extending a hand.

You lean back out of the crossfire.

Wolfgang smiles and they shake hands, though you can feel some trepidation deep under his polite facade. “Nice to finally meet you face to face, Mr. Hallow,” he says tamely. “My father speaks highly of you.”

Isaac briefly intensifies his grip in a fatherly kind of way, and lets your date free. “Now I’m not a stickler for rules, but I am a stickler for principles,” he says. “I want the two of you to have a good time. But I also expect that you to make good decisions. All right?”

“Of course, sir,” says Wolfgang, nodding.

Isaac looks to you.

You shrug. “Makes sense, I guess.”

Your father figure smiles. “Well hot-damn, quit standing around here and go have some fun,” he says, shooing you out.

Wolfgang and you are now outside.

>> No.39637213

>>39637159

“I thought that would take longer,” Wolfgang says, quizzically turning and looking back toward the door, even as you both walk out toward his car. Still, you can feel some shakiness from your date. You guess maybe meeting a demonbane face to face is pretty tough. Nabuth chose death over talking to Isaac, after all.

>I think Isaac’s still a kid at heart, sometimes.
>Why are you so panicky about demonbane? Don’t even lie, I can feel it in there.
>Eh. Any threats he has, mine exceed, so it’s kind of a moot point.
>I call shotgun.
>Dude. I can smell your shoes.
>You can say that I look hot now. Nobody's going to hear it out here.
>Other (?)

>> No.39637227

>>39637213
>I think Isaac’s still a kid at heart, sometimes.
>You can say that I look hot now. Nobody's going to hear it out here.

>> No.39637233

>>39637213
>>I think Isaac’s still a kid at heart, sometimes.
>>Why are you so panicky about demonbane? Don’t even lie, I can feel it in there.
>>Eh. Any threats he has, mine exceed, so it’s kind of a moot point.
>>I call shotgun.
>>Dude. I can smell your shoes.
>>You can say that I look hot now. Nobody's going to hear it out here.
In that order

>> No.39637239

>>39637213
>I think Isaac’s still a kid at heart, sometimes.
>Eh. Any threats he has, mine exceed, so it’s kind of a moot point.
>Why are you so panicky about demonbane? Don’t even lie, I can feel it in there.

>> No.39637248

>>39637213
>>I think Isaac’s still a kid at heart, sometimes.
>I call shotgun.

>> No.39637253

>>39637213
>>Eh. Any threats he has, mine exceed, so it’s kind of a moot point.
>>I call shotgun.

>> No.39637271

>>39637213
>I think Isaac’s still a kid at heart, sometimes.
>I call shotgun.
>Dude. I can smell your shoes.
>You can say that I look hot now. Nobody's going to hear it out here.

>> No.39637277

>>39637213
>I think Isaac’s still a kid at heart, sometimes.
>I call shotgun.
>Dude. I can smell your shoes.

>> No.39637281

>>39637213
>I think Isaac’s still a kid at heart, sometimes.
>Eh. Any threats he has, mine exceed, so it’s kind of a moot point.

>> No.39637290

>>39637213
>So, you bring a fake ID? Otherwise, we might need to outsource the booze.

>> No.39637324

>>39637233
This

>> No.39637351

>>39637213
>>I think Isaac’s still a kid at heart, sometimes.
>>Why are you so panicky about demonbane? Don’t even lie, I can feel it in there.
>Other
>Good thing he didn't ask about where we're really going.

>> No.39637394

I think we know why he's nervous around demonbane. It's the same reason Sattler doesn't know about us.

>> No.39637404

>>39637213
>I think Isaac's still a kid at heart, sometimes.
>You can say that I look hot now. Nobody's going to hear it out here.

>> No.39637406

>>39637213
>Other
"I have it on good authority that Isaac can belch the alphabet."
>Why are you so panicky around demonbane? Don't even lie, I can feel it in there.

>> No.39637454

>>39637406
I like this one, tis funny

>> No.39637455

So what are odds of us doing and/or saying something stupid tonight?

>> No.39637474

>>39637455
Depends on the players I suppose

>> No.39637478

>>39637455
100%

Just wait for the freakout

>> No.39637522

>>39637474

>> No.39637534

>>39637478
Solved by gloriously violent hatesex.

"It's the only way to stop her! I must do this!"

>> No.39637551

>>39637455
Considering that the place they're voing to is supposed to be jam packed and Sierra hates physical contact... Pretty good I'd say.

>> No.39637561

>>39637534
>And the skeleton no longer had a bone, For twas ripped off by the demon in it's fury

>> No.39637570

>>39637534
Yes

>> No.39637575

>>39637213
>You can say that I look hot now. Nobody's going to hear it out here.

>> No.39637610

If Seirra freaks out tonight I demand we switch to Wolfgang and be allowed to attempt to calm her down.

Of course it'll probably end with seirra killing Wolfgang and then killing herself when she wakes up.

Or we could succeed, never know.

>> No.39637660

>>39637610
Thread 100 is where we are finally killed by Isaac.

>> No.39637665

>>39637610
>Or we could succeed, never know.

Not with our luck

>> No.39637680

>>39637660
Then Hellborn Quest 2: Nevada Boogaloo!

A social combat centric political showdown!

>> No.39637868

>>39637680
>that feel when ruling your own territory
>that feel when waldorp never shows up to meetings
>Clorthox is such a pansy
>not like that hot mortal demon hunter boy, King
>ugh, i wish my preppy friend Marcies younger brother would stop asking me out, he's such a dweeb

>> No.39638213

Did The Lawn win?

>> No.39638237

>>39638213
Hasn't been an hour yet. Keep waiting patiently.

>> No.39638427

>>39638237
it has now

>> No.39638448

>>39638427
Dam, missed.

>> No.39638609

>>39637868
>waldorp
>clorthox
I kek'd

>> No.39638650

>>39638609
>waldorp

>Not Whaledick

I am displeased.

>> No.39638808

>>39638650

That could be seen as a compliment by some. maybe?

>> No.39638851

>>39638808
I do not want to be a 6+ foot long spear, thank you.

>> No.39638856

>>39638808
lol

>> No.39639074

>>39638213
The lawn is encroaching
;_;

>> No.39639108

>>39637868
>Clorthox is the maid
>Waldorp is Nevada's consort
>King pissed his pants when he first saw her but stayed stoic
>Marcie shops at H&M
>Her brother Franz is a grad student in comp sci

>> No.39639152

“I call shotgun,” you say.

“Granted,” Wolfgang replies.

“You know, Isaac’s still a kid at heart, sometimes,” you say as the both of you get in the car. “I have it on fairly good authority that he can belch the alphabet.”

Wolfgang seems thoughtful. “That’s... interesting,” he says. But you can tell he’s still preoccupied.

“He’s not going to smite you, if that’s what you’re worried about,” you say, a little short on patience. (+3 Stress: 29) “He didn’t smite me when he got the chance, right? I owe that guy my life.”

“I’m not disrespecting him,” Wolfgang demurs. “There’s just things about demonbane. Not nephilimin general, just demonbane.”

“Why are you so panicky about half-angels?” you ask. “Don’t even lie, I can feel it in there.”

“I’m not going to talk about your adoptive father behind his back,” says Wolfgang, a surprising steel backing up his words. “You can talk to him about it.”

You would press him on the issue if you thought it would get you anywhere, but the tone in his voice makes it very clear it’s a no go topic. With the atmosphere kind of not going the way you wanted, you figure you need to change the pace.

You just need to get Wolfgang off of demonbane and more onto you. Isaac’s got him so addled he didn’t even compliment you yet. “You can say that I look hot now,” you say, figuring there’s no reason to be coy about it. “Nobody's around to hear it but me.”

Wolfgang smiles brightly at you. “Did I not say that? Where are my manners?” he asks. “You look way hot. And say the word, and I’ll say it when there’s people everywhere to hear.”

You wonder if that’s something you’d want to happen or not. You’re unsure, but the offer makes you feel nice and stuff for whatever reason. (-2 Stress: 27)

“Maybe hold off on that,” you say, laughing to yourself.

“I’m totally into that obsidian though,” he says, glancing over briefly. “Where did you get that necklace?”

>> No.39639178

>>39639152

“Oh yeah, this thing rocks,” you say, adjusting it again a little bit. “Picked it up from this goblin jeweler I know.” You have good taste. It is a fact. (-1 Stress: 26)

“Does this guy have contact information, or is it a hush-hush operation?” Wolfgang asks.

“He’s with a caravan over in Cerra, so I think it’s mostly about being freaking lucky,” you reply.

“And you happened to luck out,” says Wolfgang. “Man. I need to travel more.”

You drive further downtown, and eventually find a parking space, though it isn’t easy given the time. Still, it gives you and Wolfgang more time to shoot the breeze. He’s really busy with school and stuff, but his classes sound pretty cool, even though a couple of his professors don’t. Lawyering sounds cutthroat when you get higher up in the educational world.


Eventually you park, bust out, and walk back toward the café. You have your leather bomber to secure yourself against the cold, though Wolfgang seems fine without a jacket. There’s tons of lights and people out, and there’s a good amount of wind carrying all kinds of scents of city life. Cars whoosh by, you catch snippets of conversations happening you don’t even know where, and packs of people bustle to and fro.

“That’s it,” Wolfgang says, pointing up ahead toward a rather nondescript sign that glows, ‘The Ridge: Food & Music’. The café’s tucked away on a side street, so that only those who know where to look stand a chance of finding it.

A crowd of people are filed up along a line out front, all waiting to be granted entrance.

Wolfgang takes you to the front and smiles at one of the guys monitoring the steep stairway that leads to the entrance of the place. The dude wears a black shit with ‘The Ridge’ emblazoned on the front. “Hey, we’re friends of one of the musicians,” Wolfgang says. “Should be two under Crowther.”

>> No.39639195

>>39639178

The guy with the clipboard flips through a couple pages. He points to a spot and checks it off with a pen. “Head on in, enjoy the show,” he says.

And with that, Wolfgang gestures you to go first, and follows down the stairs behind you. The stairwell feels cold and tastes like moss, but then you head in through the dim doorway and come into a chilly, but pretty kind of place.

The ceiling’s made of stone, and has a kind of bowed, slightly domed shape. The interior lighting is softer than what would be comfortable for most people, and the paint job along the walls does a pretty neat job of replicating the skyline from the Starry Night painting.

There’s a counter along the back wall that looks like something out of a coffee shop, with two cashiers running the show, both wearing wearing simple black t-shirts and aprons with the place’s log on the front.

One side of the sizable space is a raised stage, with a bunch of sound equipment set up on it. A team of guys work on the gear, doing sound checks and stuff. There’s tables near the front, but the back space further from the stage is take up by lines of simple folding chairs.

A host looking person comes over, and Wolfgang asks something about reservations, and before you know it, you’re at a little round table, sitting in a spindly wrought-iron chair with curly legs and flourishes. It’s surprisingly difficult to move aside.

>> No.39639214

>>39639195

Most of the tables are already occupied by groups of people, while the chairs in the back are empty. You spy a bunch of people off to the side, playing around with all kinds of instruments, some with guitars, others with bongos or accordians, and even one lady with a harp. You guess the lineup?

Wolfgang seats himself across from you, looking satisfied with the situation. “Got here right in time,” he tells you. “We’ve got a few minutes before they start letting everybody in. This place is going to be packed.”

Something about standing room only forms in your memory. But you’re sitting, so it shouldn’t be too much of a problem, right? Whatever – you should probably focus conversationing before it gets too noisy to carry on.

>How packed does packed mean?
-Topic-
>So what kind of stuff do you do working for your dad’s law firm?
>How’d you find out about this place? Seems kind of shrouded from the eye of man.
>You know somebody who’s playing, huh? Which one?
>Something else (?)
-Strategy-
>Be mature, try to get to know him better.
>Give Wolfgang a hard time and tease him about stuff.
>Wing it.
>Other (?)

>> No.39639230

>>39637868
>>39639108

It's beautiful

>> No.39639267

>>39639214
>You know somebody who’s playing, huh? Which one?
>Something else (?)
"I guess now's a good time to mention I can be claustrophobic in crowds."
>Be mature, try to get to know him better.

>> No.39639268

>>39639214
>How’d you find out about this place? Seems kind of shrouded from the eye of man.
>Wing it.

But do try to figure out more about him, there's no need to not be ourselves but definitely show interest in him

>> No.39639274

>>39639214
>>Wing it.
All that matters

>> No.39639277

>>39639214
>>How’d you find out about this place? Seems kind of shrouded from the eye of man.
>>Wing it.

>> No.39639287

>>39639267
Second

>> No.39639293

>>39639214
>How’d you find out about this place? Seems kind of shrouded from the eye of man.
>You know somebody who’s playing, huh? Which one?
>Wing it.

>> No.39639323

>>39639214
>How’d you find out about this place? Seems kind of shrouded from the eye of man.
>You know somebody who’s playing, huh? Which one?
>Wing it.

>> No.39639330

>>39639214
>>How packed does packed mean?
>>How’d you find out about this place? Seems kind of shrouded from the eye of man.
>>Be mature, try to get to know him better.

>> No.39639341

>>39639214
>How’d you find out about this place? Seems kind of shrouded from the eye of man.
>You know somebody who’s playing, huh? Which one?
>Wing it.

>> No.39639350

>>39639214
>You know somebody who’s playing, huh? Which one?
>Wing it.

Is she hotter than us?

>> No.39639361

>>39639214
>So what kind of stuff do you do working for your dad’s law firm?
>How’d you find out about this place? Seems kind of shrouded from the eye of man.
>Be mature, try to get to know him better.
Showing interest in your date is always a good tactic

>> No.39639375

>>39639214
>So it isn't standing only then I take it?
>How’d you find out about this place? Seems kind of shrouded from the eye of man.
>Wing it.

>> No.39639405

>>39639214
>>Wing it.
The only way to fall in love

>> No.39639407

>Everyone voting to wing it

>> No.39639415

>>39639214
>is this the park where i suck your dick?
>wolfgang sama desu neee
>sudoku

>> No.39639440

>>39639214
>>Wing it.

>> No.39639455

Roll dice because I say so.

>> No.39639460

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>39639455
pls

>> No.39639466

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>39639455
ohhh

>> No.39639468

>>39639214

>>39639350
I'll support this.

>> No.39639473

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>39639455

Don't kill everyone, Sierra

>> No.39639484

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>39639455
I'll be the one to crit fail this time!

>> No.39639489

>>39639455

>> No.39639495

>>39639455

>> No.39639501

>>39639460
>>39639466
>>39639473
We are terrible

>> No.39639505

>>39639460
Not bad

>> No.39639519

>>39639501
roll under buddy

>> No.39639522

>>39639460
Suave and sophisticated.

Just kidding, this is Sierra we're talking about.

>> No.39639526

>>39639501
We are roll under

>> No.39639528

>>39639501
28 isn't that bad

>> No.39639537

>>39639455
You are not my boss!

>> No.39639539

>>39639519
>>39639526
>>39639528
oy vey, i completely forgot

>> No.39639587

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>39639455
I just enjoy rolling dice.

>> No.39639983

>>39639587
Do your thing, dice anon. Dont let anybody tell you its wrong. Roll them dice!

>> No.39640291

Rolled 72, 40, 97, 3, 13 = 225 (5d100)

>>39639983
I feel so free! Rolling for test scores!

>> No.39640299

>>39640291
>97, 3
Ah yes, equal extremes.

>> No.39640306

Briefly, you’re filled with a hundred questions about what you should do. Do you talk about demon stuff? Do you try to be serious? Or should you be really funny about things? You need a strategy. At least you think.

But then you remember what Rowan said. Don’t overthink stuff, just have fun. That’s all you need to do. And not overthinking things, you can probably do that. You’ve just got to get the ball rolling.

You notice there’s a candle on the table. “They usually light these?” you ask, nodding at the thing.

“I think she’ll get it when she comes back,” says Wolfgang, craning his neck to look behind him.

“Carpe diem,” you say, reaching over and flicking the wick. The candle lights up with a soft, wavering glow.

Wolfgang turns back around. “When did that happen?” he asks, smiling.

“I’m pretty much David Blaine these days,” you tell him. “So how’d you find out about this place? Seems kind of shrouded from the eye of man, if you know what I mean.”

“I’m going to presume I know what you mean, if that’s what you mean,” says Wolfgang. “One of my older friends worked here about a year ago.”

“You stop by and give him hell?” you ask.

“Not as often as we should have,” he says. “He moved out East for school a while ago on scholarship. He’s part Belphegoran, really good with people.”

Watching him talk, you get a little curious. “Hey. What do your friends call you?”

“A lot of them call me Crow,” says Wolfgang.

“You know nothing, John Crow,” you say, trying to fake whatever the hell accent Ygritte’s supposed to have. “Like that, huh?”

John Crow leans forward a little, resting his elbows up. “That’s a good show,” he says. “You watch it?”

“Ranthix says I need to be prepared for any eventuality,” you reply, attempting to maintain complete seriousness.

“Is that so?” he asks, not buying into it for a second. But at least he’s going along with the charade.

>> No.39640325

>>39640306

“You know, if you kind of squint and turn your head a little, you kind of look like John Snow,” you tell Wolfgang.

“Oh, so that’s how it is,” he says, feigning offense.

You ignore the tangent. Or at least his tangent. “What do your family peeps call you? Like, when you weren’t all grown up and mature and crap.”

“Just Wolf,” says Wolfgang. “I liked the Wolfy G thing you did earlier. That was an original.”

“Just Wolf? Nothing else?” you pry.

“Well, if you want to get really specific,” he says, a nostalgic gleam in his eyes. “A really long time ago, my parents would call me Young Wolf.”

“That’s pretty damn cute,” you say, smiling.

A kind of predatory expression comes over him – it’s like he knows he’s got you in a trap, now. “We had a butler back then,” he says.

“What, like Alfred?” you ask, curious about what kind of ploy he’s running.

“Kind of,” says Wolfgang. “Guess what he called me.”

You picture a pudgy little kid with Wolfgang’s approximate hair, stuffed into a stuffy little suit, and Michael Cain standing over him. “Young Master Wolf,” you say, trying out the sound of it. “He did not seriously call you that.”

Wolfgang nods.

You bust out laughing. “That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard. You know, in a funny kind of way,” you say. Young Master Wolf. This isn’t even real life anymore.

“It’s the truth, however you slice it,” he says, satisfied with your reaction.

>Sometimes life deals you lemons.
>You’re totally going to regret telling me that.
>What’s your demon name? I mean. If it’s not weird to ask that, I guess.
>Eh, it’s not that weird. I had a dumb nickname too when I was a brat.
>Is your spirit animal a wolf? Because it’d be fitting.
>Other (?)

>> No.39640365

>>39640325
>What’s your demon name? I mean. If it’s not weird to ask that, I guess.
add something about how we know nothing about being demon

>> No.39640380

>>39640325
>>You’re totally going to regret telling me that.

>> No.39640382

>>39640325

>You’re totally going to regret telling me that.
>What’s your demon name? I mean. If it’s not weird to ask that, I guess.

We must learn to demon from all the demons!

>> No.39640384

>>39640325
>>Eh, it’s not that weird. I had a dumb nickname too when I was a brat.
>>Is your spirit animal a wolf? Because it’d be fitting.

Blood pls

>> No.39640412

>>39640325
>You’re totally going to regret telling me that.
>Eh, it’s not that weird. I had a dumb nickname too when I was a brat.
>What’s your demon name? I mean. If it’s not weird to ask that, I guess.

>> No.39640429

>>39640325
>Sometimes life deals you lemons.
>You’re totally going to regret telling me that.
>Eh, it’s not that weird. I had a dumb nickname too when I was a brat.
Did we now?

>> No.39640453

>>39640325
He's got 2 GoT nicknames. He's officially the coolest person ever.

>> No.39640459

>>39640325
>Is your patronus a wolf?
We still wish he was Daniel Radcliffe

>> No.39640470

>>39640325
>What’s your demon name? I mean. If it’s not weird to ask that, I guess.
>Eh, it’s not that weird. I had a dumb nickname too when I was a brat.

>> No.39640479

>>39640325
>>What’s your demon name? I mean. If it’s not weird to ask that, I guess.
>>Eh, it’s not that weird. I had a dumb nickname too when I was a brat.

>> No.39640505

>>39640429
>Did we now?
Fairly sure that that option is "say that Sakheris was a dumb nickname we had". Honestly, I don't like saying that very much. Seems insulting to ourself, our family, to Wolfgang, and to Moriah on multiple levels.

>> No.39640514

>>39640325
>Sometimes life deals you lemons.
>Eh, it’s not that weird. I had a dumb nickname too when I was a brat.

>> No.39640547

>>39640505
Pretty sure that's not it.

>> No.39640560

>>39640306
>Eh, it’s not that weird. I had a dumb nickname too when I was a brat.
>You’re totally going to regret telling me that.

>> No.39640563

>>39640453
When he takes off his pants we can call him littlefinger.

>> No.39640582

>>39640505
>>39640429
Our gang name was "Blood."

>> No.39640584

>>39640505
Did you read thread 1? Blood was our nickname.

>> No.39640585

>>39640563
Yes.

>> No.39640607

>>39640325
>Eh, it's not that weird, I had dumb nickname too when I was a brat.
>What's your demon name? I mean. If it's not too dumb to ask that, I guess.

>> No.39640608

Oh god how do we break it to him that we were in The Bloods?

>> No.39640610

>>39640584
>>39640582
That's not from when we were a "little brat", that was from a couple months ago. Right now we're talking about childhood shit.

>> No.39640640

>>39640610
>implying she's still not a brat

>> No.39640651

>>39640610
inb4 foster parents called us "little brat" as a nickname

>> No.39640668

>>39640608
>So, guess who can set herself on fire, has two thumbs, and used to peddle drugs with a street gang?
>This girl!

>> No.39640670

>>39640640
Yes, that's right. The vote option itself pretty strongly implies a change by wording it as "when I was a brat". At the very least, it's talking about a time in the past when Sierra saw herself as different than she is now.

>> No.39640700

>>39640608
I can honestly think of no positive way to break that.

>> No.39640717

>>39640640
You jest, but we're not even 100 yet. We're still a brat.

>> No.39640732

>>39640610
A couple of months ago, we were slinging drugs in a small street gang, not to mention all of her (greatly improving) mental issues.

Sierra's definitely grown up since then.

>> No.39640745

>>39640670
We didn't have horns a few months ago.

>> No.39640765

>>39640745
We barely had claws a few months ago.

>> No.39640795

>>39640608
She told her friends she was a demon before she told them she was in a gang

>> No.39640815

>>39640325
>Eh, it’s not that weird. I had a dumb nickname too when I was a brat.
Might as well

>> No.39640818

>>39640670
Also, it makes no fucking sense that it would be an actual fucking name thats not actually dumb in any way. So theres that too.

>> No.39640854

>>39640795
That's the funniest shit ever.

I can picture Sierra sitting everyone down for a big revelation and everyone is freaking out because what could she still be keeping after she revealed she was a demon and then she tells them and

Well I don't know how they'd react, dam. I seriously doubt they'd just brush it off, but i can't see them making a giant deal of it either.

>> No.39640858

>>39640325
>Eh, it’s not that weird. I had a dumb nickname too when I was a brat.
>Is your spirit animal a wolf? Because it’d be fitting.

>> No.39640863

>>39640732
Nobody says "when I was a brat" to refer to themselves less than a year ago.

And, honestly, she isn't that much different of a person. She's slightly more trusting of others but she still behaves largely the same. She didn't even leave the Cobras because she realized that she needed to grow up or that it was a bad place or whatever, she left because Monster died and everyone not dead was terrified of her. The major difference in her life is that the Hallows know what's up and aren't assholes, which isn't her. It's mostly a change of environment, not who she is.

Yeah, she's grown up some since a couple months ago, but come on. Do think she's talking about gang life or do you think she's talking about when she was a little kid? Also what >>39640818 said. She doesn't think that Blood was a dumb nickname and she still uses it sometimes.

>> No.39640896

>>39640863
but she was in the bloods for a few years. Think she met Monster at 14 right? now she's 17?

>> No.39641004

>>39640896
IIRC she only knew monster for a few months

>> No.39641067

>>39641004
Really? Where did you say that?

>> No.39641078

>>39641004
It was more like half a year or a year.

>> No.39641101

“You’re going to regret telling me that,” you promise.

“If you say so. I’m not ashamed of the past,” he says poetically, almost challenging you to do something about it. You’ll show him.

But still, he’s not the only one who has a monopoly on silly kid nicknames. “Eh. It’s not that weird though, really,” you say. “I had a dumb nickname too when I was a brat.”

This gets Teen Wolf’s attention. “Really.”

You snort at the thought of it. “Well, I’d bite stuff. Like. All the time. I chewed on stuff, I’d bite fingers, hands, anything. When people stuck their grubby fingers where they didn’t belong, I’d bite so hard they had to get stitches.” You know, probably. “So, you know, they called me Chomper sometimes.”

“Like the T-Rex from Land Before Time,” says Wolf.

“Now that’s a good movie,” you say. “Classic.”

“So how old were you when this happened? Sixteen? Seventeen?”

“Oh man so hilarious,” you say, without enthusiasm. “More like three or four, but whatever.”

Wolfgang pokes cautiously toward you, as if testing a hypothesis.

You do not have patience for this. “I swear I will fucking bite you if you pull that crap, I don’t even care,” you say, glowering.

“Still accurate then,” Wolfgang observes.

You calm down a little bit. “Anyway. Uh. Speaking of names and all that jazz. What’s your demon name?” you ask. But you catch yourself before you let the question just float out there. “I mean. If it’s not weird to ask that, I guess.”

“I know yours, so it’s only fair. It’s Ulrafael,” he says.

>> No.39641125

>>39641101

The air vibrates with power at the sound, and goes still again.

“That was kind of weird,” you say, rubbing at the goosebumps on your arms.

“Really?” asks Wolfgang, chuckling. “That’s nothing. I bet the lights would flicker if you said your demonym.”

Wait. Seriously?

>Try it out.
>Quote Spiderman instead.
>That’s even more badass than Wolfgang.
>Man, all this crap’s so cool, but I don’t even know the first thing about demoning around.
>Ulrafael the Despised. You think you could pull that off?
>Other (?)

>> No.39641151

>>39641125
>Try it out.
>Man, all this crap’s so cool, but I don’t even know the first thing about demoning around.
>Ulrafael the Despised. You think you could pull that off?

>> No.39641170

>>39641125
>>Try it out.
>Man, all this crap’s so cool, but I don’t even know the first thing about demoning around.
>Ulrafael the Despised. You think you could pull that off?

>> No.39641189

>>39641125
>Try it out.
>Man, all this crap’s so cool, but I don’t even know the first thing about demoning around.
>Ulrafael the Despised. You think you could pull that off?

>> No.39641190

>>39641125
>Try it out.
>Man, all this crap’s so cool, but I don’t even know the first thing about demoning around.
>Ulrafael the Despised. You think you could pull that off?

>> No.39641196

>>39641125
>>Try it out.
>>Man, all this crap’s so cool, but I don’t even know the first thing about demoning around.
>>Ulrafael the Despised. You think you could pull that off?

>> No.39641201

>>39641125
>Quote Spiderman instead.
>Man, all this crap’s so cool, but I don’t even know the first thing about demoning around.

>> No.39641204

>>39641125
>With great power comes ect
>Ulrafael the Despised. Think you could pull that off?

>> No.39641209

>>39641125
>>Man, all this crap’s so cool, but I don’t even know the first thing about demoning around.
Then,
>Try it out

This is a horrible idea.

>> No.39641216

>>39641125
>Try it out.

>> No.39641234

>>39641125
>Try it out.
>Man, all this crap’s so cool, but I don’t even know the first thing about demoning around.

>> No.39641236

Everyone wants to make the lights flicker it seems. Might now even work since we are hellborn.

>> No.39641246

>>39641125

>Man, all this crap’s so cool, but I don’t even know the first thing about demoning around.

>Try it out.

>> No.39641257

>>39641125
>Try it out.
>Man, all this crap’s so cool, but I don’t even know the first thing about demoning around.
>Ulrafael the Despised. You think you could pull that off?

>> No.39641258

>>39641125
>Quote Spiderman
And then
>Try it out.

>> No.39641274

>>39641101
Wait, our name has spooky ghost potency?
We say our name, and the loghts dim and flicker, and everything gets all echo-ey like? We get the full b movie horror treatment?

How many landwells do we need till our name starts setting things on fire?

>> No.39641276

>>39641125
>Try it out.
>That's even mkre badass than Wolfgang.
>Man, all this crap's so cool, but I don't even know the first thing about demoning around.

>> No.39641293

>>39641125
>Try it out.
>Man, all this crap’s so cool, but I don’t even know the first thing about demoning around.

>> No.39641294

>>39641236
Hellborne or not, we're the fucking Imperiate. This is a horrendously bad plan. We're probably going to trigger alarms and shit all over hell and shit.
I love it

>> No.39641296

>>39641125
>Try it out.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

>> No.39641304

>>39641274
We whisper our name in class and light bulbs shatter and tests catch flame.

>> No.39641329

Have we really not said our demon name out loud since we remembered it?

>> No.39641340

It is 5:50AM where i live and i am supposed to be sleepy but I am so hypednowyouguysdon'tevenknowgoddamndemonym

>> No.39641361

>>39641329

We havent really had a reason to, we dont introduce ourselves with it.

>> No.39641370

>>39641340
>5:50AM
>failure to capitalize I's and general shitty writing.
Sup Swedesperg.

>> No.39641377

Smart decision or not saying her demon name it the absolute first thing Seirra would do in these circumstances.

>> No.39641396

>>39641125
>I thought it didn't work for Hellborn?
>Oh what the hell.
>Try it out.

>> No.39641400

Saying our name will kick off thread 100. Don't think I didn't see what you are planning lawn God!

>> No.39641402

>>39641370
He got one of them, he's getting better.

>> No.39641418

>>39641377
Yeah, itd take putting a sword through our braincase to stop that from being the first thing out of our mouths the moment we knew it would make cool shit happen.

>> No.39641430

>>39641400
A little too early to end the thread here.

>> No.39641436

>>39641370
I usually capitalize them but it is fucking 5:50am. And don't you dare compare me to filthy Swedes.

>> No.39641475

>>39641400
it was a trap and we walked right into it! God damn you Lawngod!

>> No.39641484

>>39641430
Not really, we opened like 9 hours ago. And he's done dramatic cutouts before.

>> No.39641507

>>39641484
He usually runs later though.

>> No.39641558

Place your votes for what happens when name.

>[] The candle flames all turn black for a second
>[] The shadows do weird shit
>[] The room suddenly smells like it's soaked with blood
>[] Some kind of wave of depression/fear/pain
>[] Some combination of the above
>[] Absolutely nothing
>[] Lightning strike that was totally unrelated
>[] Other

>> No.39641564

If we say our mom's name will we die?

>> No.39641571

>>39641558
>>[] The room suddenly smells like it's soaked with blood
Just because our name literally means blood.

I think

>> No.39641577

>>39641558
>other
Hell lords pop in to say hi.

>> No.39641582

>>39641558
>[] The shadows do weird shit

>> No.39641586

What was our name again?

Sakheris? Different spelling?

>> No.39641589

>>39641558
Black flame + other

>> No.39641590

>>39641558
>all of the above
Everyone knows that's always the right answer on multiple choice tests right?

>> No.39641595

>>39641558
>[X]Yes

>> No.39641596

>>39641558
>[] The candle flames all turn black for a second
>[] The room suddenly smells like it's soaked with blood

>> No.39641597

>>39641558
>a wicked cool guitsr lick plays ominously in the distance
>three wolves simultaniuosly howl at the moon
>dio is now the bartender

>> No.39641600

>>39641564
I think it's when the demon say it's own name. Others have said our name before (I think) and nothing happened.

>> No.39641609

>>39641558
I can imagine it being a combination but maybe subtle.
like the flames flicker and some shadows move and everyone feels a bit melancholy.

>> No.39641610

>>39641564
It will be extremely painful

>> No.39641616

>>39641571
Sakherith means blood.

Sakheris is like gemstone or precious substance / energy or something like that, but can also be used to mean blood. Blood isn't the main meaning, though.

>> No.39641617

>>39641558
>Sierra grows a wing.

>> No.39641629

>>39641558
>Everything
>Our face looks like a horrid monster's for a second

>> No.39641632

>>39641125
>That’s even more badass than Wolfgang.

>> No.39641636

>>39641617
One winged blood angel

Fuck, guys, i think i cut myself on the edge, anybody got some bandages?

>> No.39641645

>>39641617
I'm disappointed that wasn't dick.

>> No.39641654

>>39641616
>Blood isn't the main meaning, though.
Cept in our case it totally does.

Our mom is amazing for naming us something that means both a beautiful substance and something to strike fear into the heart of her enemies.

>> No.39641656

>>39641125
>>>Try it out.

>> No.39641669

>>39641636
All I have are these bone puns.

>> No.39641682

>>39641654
Meant our enemies.

Same thing though I suppose.

>> No.39641683

>>39641558
Everything

>> No.39641712

>>39641558
>[D] All of the above

>> No.39641714

Watch literally nothing happen.

>> No.39641758

>>39641714
No, we fell for the bait. The moment we say our name the game will change.
RonPaul.jpg

>> No.39641783

>>39641758
more like DoomPaul.jpg

>> No.39641788

So, uh we have said Sakheris multiple times. Last time was when we greeted Orias. Nothing weird happened then.

>> No.39641802

>>39641558
Aunt Satler shows up, smites everyone in the immediate vicinity, rides away on her bike snorting cock of a dead hookers ass.

>> No.39641807

>>39641788
Its probably because were expecting it to happen now. Maybe intent is needed for the magic to work?

>> No.39641836

>inb4 nothing happened all the times we said "Sakheris" because we're actually the other twin

>> No.39641841

>>39641802
>snorting cock of a dead hookers ass.
Woah. That's some serious /d/ level stuff there.

>> No.39641870

>>39641836
>>39641788
>>39641125
Say our sisters demon name.

>> No.39641875

>>39641807
Or maybe it is not truly Sierra's name. The only reason we know it is our name is because our mother said that we were her Sakheris.

Later though we learned that Sakheris means not just blood, but essence of life. It might mean that is was simply our mother's pet name for us. Like the demon version of "my little angel" or similar.

>> No.39641892

>>39641875
Pretty sure ranthix would have said something

>> No.39641909

>>39641875
Could have sworn Philo taunted us by asking if we were Sakheris or Nydalis when we were running from her and Meckor

>> No.39641910

>>39641610
We're a big girl.

>> No.39641917

>“Does my name being Sakheris have some kind of meaning to it in this whole Imperiate context?” you ask.

>“YES AND NO,” Ranthix answers. “YOUR NAME IMPLIES THAT YOU ARE HER HEART, HER CORE ESSENCE. HER GIVING YOU SUCH A NAME SAYS THAT SO LONG AS YOU LIVE, SO DOES SHE, WITH YOU. OF COURSE, YOU WOULD STILL BE HER HEIR, NAME OR NOT, BUT THE NAME WITH WHICH SHE NAMED YOU CARRIES WITH IT GREAT POWER.”

>But the thing is you’re not the only one she gave a name to. “Actually,” you say, “there’s something else. Or… was, anyway. I had a twin sister. Mom called her Nydalis. She’s, you know, kind of dead now. But would that have changed anything if she wasn’t?”

>Ranthix considers this for a moment. “SOMEWHAT. IF SHE OPPOSED YOUR RULE, THEN YOU WOULD BE OBLIGATED TO KILL HER, I SUPPOSE. OTHERWISE, WERE YOU IDENTICAL IN EVERY WAY?”

>“Well, yeah. Identical twins I guess.”

>“HAH. SAKHERIS AND NYDALIS. MATCHING NAMES, CLEVER. WELL IN THAT CASE, YOU COULD HAVE BOTH BEEN THE IMPERIATE.”

>“Like. Two Imperiates?”

>“NO. BOTH OF YOU WOULD BE THE ONE, SINGULAR IMPERIATE. IT HAPPENED ONCE BEFORE, THERE ARE MANY TOMES WRITTEN ON THE TOPIC. IT’S A DEEP SUBJECT.”

>> No.39641922

>>39641836
>That look of confusion turned into horrific realization as we realize that we were Nevada the whole time.

Alternatively BOTH names work because we're both Sierra and Nevada.

>> No.39641935

>>39641909
>>39641892
The point here is that it might be that knowing another persons demon name carries power over them. In which case our mother might have given us a secret name, a true name. Which is not sakheris

>> No.39641958

>>39641909
She did.

>As you start to get to the other end of the alleyway and to a road that will take you to freedom, a thin, pale form steps out into your way.

>“You look like a Nydalis,” says Pilostrathus, two condapedes popping out of nowhere behind her.

>> No.39641984

>>39641909
>>39641958
Also
>She calls out to you, her voice shrill. “Which one are you, anyway?” she asks, her long, toothy mouth stretching into a macabre grin. “Sakheris or Nydalis?”

So she did it multiple times. The chick with fucked up extradimensional magic perception was constantly saying this shit. There's not way this isn't important.

>> No.39641989

>>39641917
>>“HAH. SAKHERIS AND NYDALIS. MATCHING NAMES, CLEVER. WELL IN THAT CASE, YOU COULD HAVE BOTH BEEN THE IMPERIATE.”
>>“Like. Two Imperiates?”
>>“NO. BOTH OF YOU WOULD BE THE ONE, SINGULAR IMPERIATE. IT HAPPENED ONCE BEFORE, THERE ARE MANY TOMES WRITTEN ON THE TOPIC. IT’S A DEEP SUBJECT.”
The boat incident was our father knowing what had to happen and he combined the two of us into one. Seirra, being the more infernian based, became the dominant personality, leaving Nevada to silently support us from the darkness.

>> No.39641999

>>39641917
>>39641958
It goes deeper...

>> No.39642024

Maybe Young Master Wolf will teach us how to push weight into the name!

>> No.39642027

>Song laughs to herself. “It mean much more than blood, girl,” she says. “It is from word ‘sakherith’, which can mean essence of life. Or priceless jewel, maybe.”

> “It is from ‘nydalith’, which mean soul, or essence of being. It mean other things too, but I do not know word in English. Maybe ‘highest point’, such as top of mountain or something.”

>> No.39642072

>>39641125
>Try our name
>Try our sister's name too

>> No.39642088

>>39642072
This

>> No.39642169

>>39642072
This

>> No.39642170

>>39641999
Lawnguid pls we're doing the thing again save us pls

>> No.39642182

>>39642027
>‘highest point’
NYDALIS IS OUR WINGS. WINGS CONFIRMED. TWIN FUSION CONFIRMED.

>> No.39642212

>>39641989
I think the boat incident was the verwalken getting back at her mother for messing with their secrets

>> No.39642261

>>39641989

That's why we're afraid of scissors - we don't want to be cut apart.

>> No.39642276

>>39642261
2deep

>> No.39642322

>>39642261
DEEPEST LORE

>> No.39642371

>>39642276
>>39642322

Deep like the ocean.

>> No.39642374

“Sakheris.”

You feel a chord of power strike within you, resonating outward. The lights sputter, and darkness beckons, shrieking silently. The event ceases instantly, before it even began.

The people nearest your table look around in confusion, and you feel a brief flutter of shock.

“Holy shit,” says Wolfgang, checking to make sure nobody’s looking you way.

“Sweet mercy, that’s freaking sweet,” you say, barely containing your glee.

“I didn’t mean try it out right this freaking second!” Wolf exclaims.

Although something isn’t quite right. “The question I have is why the hell that doesn’t happen every time I say my name,” you say.

“You have to be thinking about it,” says Wolf. “If you just casually tell somebody your name, it’s not going to shake the ground. But questions aside, this isn’t really the place, Chomper.”

“Whatever, Young Wolf,” you say derisively. “You did it first.”

“My name doesn’t evoke brimstone and the screams of the damned,” he counters.

“Well what’s the use of having a cool demon name if you never get to utter it with B-movie after effects?”

“I don’t know, that’s just how it is here,” he says. He laughs to himself. “Let’s just dial it back a notch.”

You figure it’s a good plan. Last thing you need is to key off some demon hunter before you get a chance to appropriately bask in how cool it is being a demon. “So,” you say, reaching out and idly nudging around the candle wick, “Ulrafael the Despised. You think you could pull that off?”

“I feel more like a ‘the Grave’ or ‘the Keen’,” he says. “I don’t identify strongly with the notion of everyone hating me.”

“You’ve actually thought about this?”

>> No.39642382

>>39642182

>> No.39642388

This gives me feels. Reminds me of back when Hellborn Quest ran more often. Was more fun back then.

Please keep up the good work Languid.

>> No.39642394

>>39642374

“It’s like if somebody asked you if you could go anywhere in the world,” says Wolf. “Maybe you don’t know exactly, but you have a good idea.”

You leave the candle flame alone and lean backwards with an exasperated sigh. “Man. All this crap’s so cool, but I don’t even know the first thing about demoning about,” you say. “I didn’t even know I was like, half or five eights or whatever demon until a couple months ago.”

Wolf leans back as well, a kind of humored look in his eye. “Don’t worry about it. You’ll pick it up. Mori told me you already figured out a couple rudimentary spells,” he says.

“Pfft. Light fire doesn’t count for crap,” you say.

“Just like learning the letter A doesn’t count for crap when learning to read,” Wolfgang says, encouragingly. “It’s a drop in the bucket, but a bucket can only hold so many drops before it starts filling up.”

Magic buckets.

People begin streaming into the venue from the door.

“It’s like a reverse fire drill,” you comment, watching the music-starved hoard.

Wolf checks his watch. “Show’s going to start in a few minutes,” he says.

>Say stuff before show (?)
>Enjoy performance.
>Other (?)

[Sorry. Looks like you are Sakheris after all.]

>> No.39642428

>>39642394
>Other
Hold hands

>> No.39642432

>>39642394
>Enjoy performance
Welp. Let's enjoy the show then.

>> No.39642437

>>39642394
>Enjoy performance.

>> No.39642442

>>39642394
>[Sorry. Looks like you are Sakheris after all.]
Doesn't preclude the fusion theory. Gotta try the other one too.

>> No.39642452 [SPOILER] 

>>39642428
L...LEWD!

>> No.39642457

>>39642394
Maybe not now, but we are going to try the same thing with our sisters name.

I will continue to bug you until we do it.

Maybe when we get home tonight and we laying in bead. Fits the most.

>> No.39642458

>>39642394
>Enjoy performance

>It was all just in their heads and we actually aren't some two soul abomination after all
Hahahahaha

>> No.39642462

>>39642394
[Sorry. Looks like you are Sakheris after all.]
Nobody ever said we weren't! That doesn't mean anything. We haven't even tried invoking Nydalis as a name yet.

And if I'm wrong, it might also be a good way to get her attention. Invoking a Name three times like that must be pretty magically resonant...

>> No.39642471

>>39642394

>Enjoy performance.

>looks like you are Sakheris

Until we say Nydalith in the same way, we have hope that we're both, lawngod.

>> No.39642479

>>39642462
>Invoking a Name three times like that must be pretty magically resonant...

"Thrice I say, and done."

>> No.39642485

>>39642394
>Sorry. Looks like you are Sakheris after all.
Still didn't try saying our sibling's name though.
point is still not tested.

...food captchas are making me hungry. Suddenly pasta

>> No.39642488

>>39642442
>inb4 someone proposes the fusion is performed via scissoring.

>> No.39642497

>>39642394
>>Enjoy performance.

>>39642457
I mean it'd be a good thing to try but Seirra doesn't really have a reason to think that would work, it's just mad shadowruns on our part

>> No.39642507

>>39642471

Fuck, meant Nydalis.

Point still stands.

>> No.39642508

When are we going to check out his little wolf?

>> No.39642526

>>39642508
AWOOOOOOOOOOOOO

>> No.39642534

>>39642394
>Enjoy performance.

>> No.39642552

>>39642497
She wouldn't try it because she thinks she's her sister or whatever. She'd say it because it's her twin sisters name. They were supposed to rule Halth together. She'd say it because she misses her sister in a melancholy far off sort of way.

>> No.39642557

>>39642374
>brimstone and the screams of the damned
So infernus and werwelken. But we have more!

>> No.39642570

>>39642394
>>39642437
>>>39642394 #
>>[Sorry. Looks like you are Sakheris after all.]
Oh thank go-
>>39642442
>Panic!

But for real later we should go out innawoods and try her name out.

>> No.39642579

>>39642508
>"Who kicked little wolf? He's limping!"

Ouch.

>> No.39642589

>>39642394
>Silently resolve to try saying "Nydalis" after the date later to see if something happens.
>Enjoy performance.

>> No.39642597

Maybe when our Sanity starts getting really low we'll realize that we were Nevada all along and some these crazy theories will make sense.

>> No.39642616

>>39642597
>these theories
>crazy
>implying

>> No.39642627

>>39642597
Now I have a morbid curosity for what happens when we drop below 50 sanity, and 30, and 15, and 1.

>> No.39642642

>>39642597

Hey, Ms. Song might'a been seeing the rivers backwards.

Ain't one of them supposed to 'end' in darkness?

>> No.39642651

>>39642627
We understand all the crazy shit that only makes sense to shadow monsters so bugfuck crazy that other demons fear them.

>> No.39642657

>>39642627
>under 50 sanity
>name changes to Nevada

>> No.39642661

>>39642642
Maybe it already did.

>> No.39642674

Isn't our dad still alive?

>> No.39642682

>>39642657
Maybe Nevada is who takes over our body and does terrible things when stress gets maxed

>> No.39642684

>>39642394
>Pretty sure that was shadows screaming, not the damned.

>> No.39642687

>>39642674
Unknown.

>> No.39642694

>>39642597
Hey, if we really are fused with Nevada in some way it would really explain the shadow self we have, how it acts independently of us, almost than life of its own, and we keep picking powers to make it stronger

>> No.39642696

>>39642661

Kinda meant that Nevada's began in darkness 'cause she was the verwelken dominant.

Then the rivers merged.

>> No.39642697

>>39642682
Nah, that's a trait common in many royal Infernians

>> No.39642706

>>39642682
I thought of that too, but it doesn't quite make sense. Why'd she'd be flipping her shit and murdering everyone in sight?

>> No.39642710

>>39642394
>Say stuff before show (?)
>>39642684

>> No.39642722

>>39642706
She's Verwelken and therefore insane.

>> No.39642723

>>39642682
Our freakouts were explained to us before. Something about it being common in highborn infernians

>> No.39642726

>>39642706
Cause she has to deal with all this Sierra bullshit and never gets a say in it.

>> No.39642743

>>39642706

'Cause she's still a scared six year old with the bonus of always randomly waking up in really dangerous situations, usually in pain, and she's lashing out with what she has at her disposal, even if she doesn't have an understanding of it?

A scared kid can do a lot of damage with an automatic weapon and a grenade.

>> No.39642761

>>39642723

Ranthix said ours were unusual, though. Worse than normal.

>> No.39642777

>>39642761
Probably a result of the whole Infernian + Verwelkan business.

>> No.39642781

>>39642697
>>39642723
Bloodrage is a common thing, but Ranthix said that Sierra's are weird. Way bigger power boost and way less control than normal, even for highborns.

It's probably not Nev, though. I'd put money on it being a result of being part Verwelken. Remember that explanation about how Verwelken power automatically tries to overcome Infernian power and the two start fighting for control, making most [IN]+[VE] demons explode to death? Well what do you think happens when we hit a bloodrage and have a surge in [IN] power? [VE] surges in power and smacks us with all the Verwelken badness that freaks people out on top of the standard [IN] bloodrage.

>> No.39642793

We're gonna freak the fuck out 7 ways to sunday if it turns out we're also our own little sister.

Like, insta-60 stress and mega sanity loss freak out.

We're gonna Fisher King the whole Muir Woods into flooding rain because we're crying so hard.

>> No.39642818

>>39642793
I dunno. I'd be pretty happy if it turned out that my sister didn't die on a boat, even if that meant she was some kind of freaky shadow headmate bullshit.

>> No.39642837

>>39642793
And then Wolfgang will hug us out of it?

>> No.39642859

>>39642837
We can hope, Anon.

>> No.39642860

>>39642818
>>39642793
We'd probably go off on a meditation quest sitting on top of a landwell for week trying to speak to her.

>>39642837
Don't you post that picture on me. I didn't ask for this.

>> No.39642862

>>39642837
Touched +10 stress. We flip out and rip him in half.

>> No.39642865

>>39642837
pls yes

>> No.39642875

>>39642818

True, but the whole 'Jesus fuck she's been here this whole time has she seen/heard everything does she think I knew about her how do I talk to her HEY NEVADA CAN YOU HEAR ME PLEASE ANSWER ME' thing is prolly gonna start up in our head almost instantly.

>> No.39642897

>>39642875
She'd probably burn a ton of Sanity trying to talk to her own shadow.

>> No.39642902

>>39642837
Man, if that happened, Sierra would be pretty down for some red hot dickables as soon as she recovered.

But given that it's Sierra, how would she even attempt to bring that up?
>"So I have this dick-shaped hole in my vagina I need filled..."

>> No.39642905

>>39642875
If Nevada is even remotely sentient while living inside Sierra, /tg/ will derail the quest trying to separate Nevada and give her her own body, and then waifu her.

>> No.39642915

Sanity is for the unenlightened.

>> No.39642921

>>39642905
Can't spell twincest without wincest, anon.

>> No.39642930

>>39642905
Nah, headbros are fucking amazing.

>> No.39642952

>>39642897

...y'know, that ain't a half bad idea...

>> No.39642959

And it turns out he’s right. Somehow the place gets filled up. What you thought was cold and chilly before is now almost stuffy, given the number of bodies they pack into the place. Happily, you and your metal chair keep those standing mostly at bay.

The show itself turns out pretty cool. Maybe five or six bands come up, playing a couple songs each. There’s a blue grassy kind of band, one about piano rock, and another that’s a kind of weird and wonderful mix, incorporating a harpist and the accordion. There’s some element of pedaling involved as they repeatedly remind you about how much you should totally support the band by picking up a CD or something, but you don’t even care.

“That guy’s in my history class,” Wolf tells you, pointing out the guitarist the next group getting up. “I have to write a research paper with him, due at the end of the semester.”

“Pfft. Good luck getting him to pull his weight,” you say.

Wolf sighs, probably reserved to doing it all on his own anyway.

“Hello beautiful people,” says the lead singer in the microphone.

You whoop and whistle with the rest of the crowd.

Anyway, you start to lose track of where one band ends and the other begins. A couple are duds, but quantity beats quality sometimes. The turnover rate is so high you don’t have time to get annoyed with anyone, and the good ones leave you kind of curious about hearing another song. The best thing, though, is that it’s all original stuff you’ve never heard before. Every verse and stanza is a surprise.

>> No.39642979

>>39642959

Music fills the whole building with magic for hours.

Stress: 4

The last band finishes the last song, and the singer girl, all sweaty from the performance, manages to continue making sounds. “Like our band on Facebook,” says the woman. “Black Cats Black Hats – like us or before we like you,” she warns.

“Uh oh,” you say, feigning fear.

“It’s okay. They’re not real,” says Wolf.

The dim lights turn back on, and people start going places. The din of a million people talking fills the underground café with noise.

“Let’s wait a second for it to thin out,” you shout over the noise.

“Sure,” shouts Wolfgang. “You want to head, or you want to go buy a CD or something?”

>You’re right! I totally need a CD’s worth of obscure indie rock music!
>I kind of want to talk to one of the bands!
>Nah, let’s ride!
>I’m good with whatever!
>Other (?)

>> No.39643003

>>39642979
>You’re right! I totally need a CD’s worth of obscure indie rock music!
GO FULL HIPSTER, WE'LL BE OBJECTIVELY BETTER THAN EVERYONE WHO WASN'T HERE TONIGHT.

>> No.39643008

>>39642979
>>Nah, let’s ride!
Fuck that shit.

>> No.39643014

>>39642979

>I want to say my sister's demon name and have a chat with my own shadow!

...later. For now,

>You’re right! I totally need a CD’s worth of obscure indie rock music!

In as non-sarcastic a manner as possible.

>> No.39643015

>>39642979
>I miss my parents. I wanna go home.

>> No.39643017

>>39642979
>Nah, let’s ride!

>> No.39643035

>>39642979
>You’re right! I totally need a CD’s worth of obscure indie rock music!
Then
>I’m good with whatever!
Trying to hide fear, excite and embarassment (totally thought about hot makeouts)

>> No.39643039

>>39642979
>You’re right! I totally need a CD’s worth of obscure indie rock music!

>> No.39643051

>>39642979
>You’re right! I totally need a CD’s worth of obscure indie rock music!
>Can I also get a yarn beanie and some gauges? I can start wearing my black plastic glasses too!
>But, seriously, a CD would be cool

>> No.39643055

>>39643051
I like this.

>> No.39643080

>>39642979
>>Nah, let’s ride!

>> No.39643083

>>39643051
Thirding this.

>> No.39643086

>>39642979
>>39643051
I'll support this 'un too Languid.

>> No.39643169

>>39642979
>>I kind of want to talk to one of the bands!

>> No.39643241

>>39642979
>>You’re right! I totally need a CD’s worth of obscure indie rock music!

As sarcastically as possible. Then tell him that it was neat to come here, but not something we'd jam out to.

Let's derail the quest into arguing about what kind of music Sierra is into! Mothafucking gangsta rap, OFC.

>> No.39643249

>>39643241
Well we know her ringtone.

>> No.39643252

>>39643241
Do you think she'd consider dubstep stuff?

>> No.39643255

>>39643241
She likes to describe awesome demon stuff as metal, so I'm gonna go with that.

>> No.39643266

>>39643252
God I hope not

>> No.39643269

>>39643255
> Implying Gangster Metal isn't a thing.

Son, do you even Bodycount?

>> No.39643312

>>39643252
Probably not. It's the wrong kind of trashy for Sierra, I think

>> No.39643326

>>39643312
>He says about a teenager who goes to warehouse dance parties and has Paper Planes for her ringtone

>> No.39643340

So I found Wolfgang's home video.

>> No.39643376

>>39642781
This is probably the best explanation of our blood rage powers ive heard so far in this quest

>> No.39643407

“You’re right,” you shout back, “I totally need a CD’s worth of obscure indie rock music! You think they package them with yarn beanies and gauges?”

Wolfgang looks at you with horror. “I can’t allow this to happen again! We’re leaving right now!” he says, making as if to shove an exit path through the crowd.

“Seriously though, a CD would be cool,” you say.

You both chat about what CDs, if any you are going to get – Wolfgang is partial to Black Cat Black Hat, but you’re more a fan of The Misnomers, the trio with the harp and accordion combo, if only because they sang a song about dragons unironically. Or was it double ironically? You don’t understand culture.

Eventually the seas part enough to sail to the merchandise tables, and you break a twenty to get your lifetime supply of Misnomers. When they hit it big, you’ll always be able to say that you liked them before anybody else did. And if they never make it, then you’ll just have a piece of music history all to yourself that nobody’s ever heard of.

The dark side’s pull is strong.

You stow your CD in your jacket pocket, and extend the same courtesy to Wolf’s cat music. You’re pretty sure there’s a joke there, but it’s so loud that it’s not worth trying.

You process yourselves through the exit queue, and before you know it, you’re back out in the cold wind of the city streets, walking away from the place.

>> No.39643422

>>39643407

“Everything sounds so quiet,” you say loudly, digging your hands into your pockets to thwart the wind.

“The Ridge’s acoustics are punishing,” Wolf agrees, “but that’s half the fun.”

You notice the streets are whole lot more empty since before the show the began. The lack of movement makes it seem more lonely, somehow. “What time is it?” you ask.

Wolfgang checks his watch. “Wow. It ran a little late, didn’t even notice,” he says. “It’s about half past eleven.”


>If you’re going to be back by midnight, you’d better hoof it. You took the long way getting here from the car, there’s probably a shortcut someplace.
> Detour through the park, scenic route. Just you, the darkness, and Young Wolf. Yep. Going to be a whole lot faster, no doubt.
>Other (?)

>> No.39643434

>>39643312
We pretty clearly seem to know our way around a rave, mang

Also, this damned captcha is fucking obsessed with pasta. It keeps askong for pasta matching. Im tired of pasta, captcha, make me match cars or signs or some shit

>> No.39643437

>>39643326
She's a top 40 kind of girl, what can we say. I guess this is where I suppress my disgust and try to roleplay it.

Somehow, though, it seems appropriate for her. She never really seems to have had the time to focus on or retreat into music, preferring THE BEAT OF HER FISTS UPON THE SKULLS OF HER ENEMIES, THE SCREAMS OF THE WEAK AND THE CRIES OF THE DAMNED AS THEY ARE GIVEN THEIR DESERVED TORMENT.

>> No.39643439

>>39643422
>If you’re going to be back by midnight, you’d better hoof it. You took the long way getting here from the car, there’s probably a shortcut someplace.

People get murdered in parks!

>> No.39643453

>>39643422
>Detour through the park, scenic route. Just you, the darkness, and Young Wolf. Yep. Going to be a whole lot faster, no doubt.

>> No.39643454

>>39643422
> Detour through the park, scenic route. Just you, the darkness, and Young Wolf. Yep. Going to be a whole lot faster, no doubt.

>> No.39643458

>>39643422
> Detour through the park, scenic route. Just you, the darkness, and Young Wolf. Yep. Going to be a whole lot faster, no doubt.

>> No.39643460

>>39643422
> Detour through the park, scenic route. Just you, the darkness, and Young Wolf. Yep. Going to be a whole lot faster, no doubt.

>> No.39643467

>>39643422
>>Other (?)
Fuck it, we are hot as fuck, lets find a club and get some dancing in. 11:30 is prime clubbing time.

>> No.39643470

>>39643422
>Detour through the park, scenic route. Just you, the darkness, and Young Wolf. Yep. Going to be a whole lot faster, no doubt.

>inb4 suddenly Verwelken that isn't us

>> No.39643471

>>39643422
>Detour through the park, scenic route. Just you, the darkness, and Young Wolf. Yep. Going to be a whole lot faster, no doubt.

>> No.39643473

>>39643422
>Detour through the park, scenic route. Just you, the darkness, and Young Wolf. Yep. Going to be a whole lot faster, no doubt.

>> No.39643479

>>39643434
Mine is fond of rice dishes at the moment.

>> No.39643483

>>39643422
>> Detour through the park, scenic route. Just you, the darkness, and Young Wolf. Yep. Going to be a whole lot faster, no doubt.

>> No.39643493

>>39643470
Strange demons better be hoping they dont accidentally run into us in a dark alley during our hot date.

>> No.39643499

>>39643479
I always get bread which also includes whole sandwiches for some reason.

>> No.39643502

>>39643422
>> Detour through the park, scenic route. Just you, the darkness, and Young Wolf. Yep. Going to be a whole lot faster, no doubt.

>> No.39643503

>>39643437
I suppose she got a lot of her thaste in music from her high school friends before she ran away, and then the bloods after.

>> No.39643519

>>39643422
>> Detour through the park, scenic route. Just you, the darkness, and Young Wolf. Yep. Going to be a whole lot faster, no doubt.

>> No.39643525

>>39643422
> Detour through the park, scenic route. Just you, the darkness, and Young Wolf. Yep. Going to be a whole lot faster, no doubt.

Man, Wolfy is going to get his hand held so hard, he won't even know what to do about it.

>> No.39643535

>>39643467
In what place do you live where 11:30 is anywhere near prime clubbing time?

>> No.39643566

>>39643525
If that's how you want to justify your sweaty palms, and bouncing bumping heart Sierra.

>> No.39643590

>>39643422
>>If you’re going to be back by midnight, you’d better hoof it. You took the long way getting here from the car, there’s probably a shortcut someplace.

>> No.39643693

Inb4 someone tries to mug us and we get to work throw about two dozen different options on how to completely fuck his shit up

>> No.39643702

Or it could just be a nice walk in the park

>> No.39643705

>>39643693
Through, wow gee thanks autocorrect

>> No.39643730

>>39643702
I believe in the sanctity of San Francisco Parks

>> No.39643737

So, uhh...now that it's actually coming up...how skilled is Sierra in giving a hand hold?

>> No.39643752

>>39643737
Probably not something she has done much since she was a child.

>> No.39643757

>>39643737
She can do this thing where she interlaces her fingers.

>> No.39643758

“Let’s take a shortcut through the park,” you say, already crossing the road.

Wolf follows alongside. “The car’s that way,” he says, pointing in a direction perpendicular to the one you’re going. “Unless you want to take the scenic route?”

“I could go for some scenes,” you say.

He shrugs. “Sounds good to me,” he says.

You and Wolfgang walk through the park. It’s empty, dark, and peaceful. You mosey along the path slowly, a still duck pond rustled by wind at your side.

It’s pretty nice. (-1 Stress: 3)

“You didn’t see it, but there was a bald guy who fumbled his phone when you name dropped,” says Wolf, chuckling to himself. “Screen cracked. His face was the funniest thing.”

“And I missed it,” you say. Damn.

You both walk on for a little longer. You can feel the feel-good vibes coming from Wolfgang, and you kind of just enjoy having your own vibes too.

“I had a lot of fun tonight,” says Wolf, smiling slightly. “Thanks for letting me be your date.”

>You’re welcome.
>I had fun too.
>I don’t know if the music was totally my thing exactly, but I liked being there.
>Music wasn’t totally bad, either. Some of those people were really into it.
>You know nothing, John Crow.
>I know you’re wearing cologne or something, but all I smelled was shoe polish all night.
>I’d do anything for The Misnomers. You probably wouldn’t have heard about them before, I guess, but they’re my life.
>The stars are right. (Go for the hand)
>other (?)

>> No.39643771

>>39643758
>The stars are right. (Go for the hand)

>> No.39643778

>>39643758
>I’d do anything for The Misnomers. You probably wouldn’t have heard about them before, I guess, but they’re my life.
>The stars are right. (Go for the hand)

>> No.39643785

>>39643758
>You’re welcome.
>I had fun too.
>The stars are right. (Go for the hand)

>> No.39643786

>>39643757
How dare you talk about mai waifu like that
She does have a fat butt though.

>> No.39643787

>>39643758
>You’re welcome.
>I know you’re wearing cologne or something, but all I smelled was shoe polish all night.

>> No.39643796

>>39643758
>>I’d do anything for The Misnomers. You probably wouldn’t have heard about them before, I guess, but they’re my life.
>>The stars are right. (Go for the hand)
>>I had fun too.

>> No.39643810

>>39643758
>You’re welcome.
>I had fun too.
>Music wasn’t totally bad, either. Some of those people were really into it.
>I know you’re wearing cologne or something, but all I smelled was shoe polish all night.
>The stars are right. (Go for the hand)

>> No.39643813

>>39643535
Civilization? Well, okay, 10pm is ideal. But 11:30pm is reasonable.

>> No.39643817

>>39643758
>I don’t know if the music was totally my thing exactly, but I liked being there.
>I know you’re wearing cologne or something, but all I smelled was shoe polish all night.

>> No.39643819

>>39643758
>You’re welcome.
>I had fun too.
>I know you’re wearing cologne or something, but all I smelled was shoe polish all night.
>The stars are right. (Go for the hand)

>> No.39643825

>>39643758
>You’re welcome.
>I don’t know if the music was totally my thing exactly, but I liked being there.

>> No.39643835

>>39643758
>You’re welcome.
>I had fun too
>I know you’re wearing cologne or something, but all I smelled was shoe polish all night.
>The stars are right. (Go for the hand)

>> No.39643839

>>39643758
>>The stars are right. (Go for the hand)
Utmost focus

>> No.39643842

>>39643758
>>The stars are right. (Go for the hand)

>> No.39643847

>>39643758
>You know nothing, John Crow.
>I know you’re wearing cologne or something, but all I smelled was shoe polish all night.

>> No.39643903

>>39643796
Seconding.

>> No.39643928

Well, the time has come. Roll dice.

>> No.39643936

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>39643928

>> No.39643941

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>39643928

>> No.39643944

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>39643928

>> No.39643947

Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>39643928
I'm good at this

>> No.39643948

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>39643928

>> No.39643949

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>39643928

>> No.39643960

>>39643944
This shit is gonna be 2lewd.

>> No.39643962

>>39643944

>> No.39643977

>>39643944

>> No.39643981

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>39643758
>I’d do anything for The Misnomers. You probably wouldn’t have heard about them before, I guess, but they’re my life.
> The stars are right. (Go for the hand)

Stick to our strengths, snark and extremely low key body language.

>> No.39644013

>>39643944
We held the shit out of that hand.

>> No.39644032

>>39643944

>> No.39644043

>>39643944
HOLD STATUS:
[ ] NOT HOLD
[x] HOLD
[x] FUCKING HOLD
[x] CASH4HOLD.COM
[x] KNIGHTS OF THE HOLD REPUBLIC
[x] STONE HOLD STEVE AUSTIN
[x] CURE FOR THE COMMON HOLD

>> No.39644094

>>39644043
Azathoth, the Great Hold One

>> No.39644231

“You’re welcome,” you say. “Not just anybody can come on my dates, you know.”

“I wouldn’t doubt it,” he replies.

You take another couple of steps, and you find your heart beating harder than it should be. Now’s the time. He’s saying meaningful crap. And you’re just walking along. Carpe diem. Carpe... handum? Screw it.

Soundlessly, you snake your hand over and secure Wolf’s firmly in your grip. There’s no getting out of this anymore.

You take a deep breath and focus on what’s in front of you. “I had fun too,” you say, managing to keep your cool.

His hand feels warm under your fingers. Or are your hands cold? That doesn’t even make sense, you’re the one wearing a coat.

But then stuff starts shifting around. Wolfgang dips down a little bit, and he turns his fingers so he’s kind of grasping your hand back. Like. At the same time you’re holding his hand, he’s holding your hand too. But it’s just barely there, and it’s not really that bad. You can handle this. Handle. Heh heheh.

You feel lightheaded and kind of giddy for some reason, and you feel conscious of the warmth radiating from Wolfgang, and the sandalwood shoe polish combination.

You snort at the incongruity. “I know you’re wearing cologne or something, but all I smelled was shoe polish all night,” you say quietly.

“Oh no. Seriously?” he asks, smiling wryly.

“You don’t smell it?” you ask.

>> No.39644248

>>39644231

“I didn’t use that much,” he says. “but I would have skipped if I knew you’d pick up on it. I didn’t mean to torture your super senses.”

You snort at the comment. “I didn’t say I hated it,” you say, trying to figure out your exact feelings for it. “Kind of lends... some character. Sort of a base for all the other stuff going on.”

Wolfgang nods. “I think I like your way of looking at it more,” he says, thoughtfully.

You walk on for a while longer, and the wind picks up just a little bit. Doesn’t seem to matter so much though, when you’ve got Wolfgang in your clutches.

>We should probably head back to the car.
>Let Wolfgang take the lead.
>So... you want to make out a little bit?
>Other (?)

>> No.39644257

>>39644248
>Let Wolfgang take the lead.
Be the girl, /tg/

>> No.39644261

>>39644248
>Let Wolfgang take the lead.

>> No.39644263

>>39644248
>>Let Wolfgang take the lead.
Holding is great

>> No.39644265

>>39644248
>So... you want to make out a little bit?

>> No.39644276

>>39644248
>We should probably head back to the car.

So who gets killed at the end of this thread or at the start of the next one?

>> No.39644277

>>39644248
>Let Wolfgang take the lead.

>> No.39644282

>>39644248
>>We should probably head back to the car.

>> No.39644294

>>39644248
>Let Wolfgang take the lead.

>> No.39644300

>>39644248
>Let Wolfgang take the lead.

>> No.39644301

Is this the part where we sneak shadowy tentacles up his butthole?

>> No.39644323

>>39644248
>>Let Wolfgang take the lead.

>> No.39644344

Well, I need to go to sleep. No thread tomorrow (or today, if that's how you're looking at it).

>> No.39644366

>>39644248
>Let Wolfgang take the lead.

I wonder what Hellion blood tastes like. If we don't accidentally cut Wolfgang in the near future, we should just find a good time to bite him or something like that.

>> No.39644367

>>39644344
Thanks for running boss. See you around.

>> No.39644404

>>39644344
Nighty night

>> No.39644406

>>39644366
>we should just find a good time to bite him
I would imagine a good time would be when Sierra's ankles are closer to her ears than they've ever been before.

>> No.39644426

>>39644366
>>39644406
There's no way that wouldn't be extremely awkward.

>> No.39644640

GOD DAMMIT LATE AGAIN

>> No.39644643

>>39644344
Thanks for running!

>> No.39644970

>>39644406
Holy shit that's fucking lewd. Holy shit. I'm literally blushing.

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