Right well, this angel is just a messenger. No sense wasting any breath on them. Tell them the invitation is received and they may go.

Then get in contact with Gabe asap

>>1128512
Alright, let's find the other changelings and send them back.

If Reprise's message is delivered, then they can be told to kindly sod off, unless they want to stick around and enjoy the sex and nudity. Tell em the orgy is about to start.

As for this "prophecy," I think it's safe to say we're not gonna do this. Even if we go and meet the Court's representatives, we're not sailing away with them to be their prisoners for a year. This is EXACTLY the kind of situation that Argus feared for us and trained us to prepare for, and we'll probably have to be ready to use that training to get off that barge through hostile opposition when the meeting goes sour, as it almost certainly will.

Before we do, though... We should probably sit down and talk with Nixxy and Caleb about it. Hell, maybe go meet with Vivian too. Get an impression from our fey friends on just how seriously we should take this prophecy/demand

The nice thing about prophecies is that they have plenty of loopholes to abuse when you use exact wording!

'that upon sunrise of the next day' - sadly, this one is hard to loophole, unless one employs gate travel and time-zones to avoid the sunrise by teleporting across the planet, and that's still a stretch. Or the mice somehow prevent the sunrise from happening (which is probably a very, very bad idea if it even was feasible). Gives a precise time limit too...

'the three mice shall cross the stilled waters' - does not specify WHO the three mice are. They could be literal animal mice. They could be a trio of insectoid shapeshifters who have the appearance of mice. There could be any other mice in the city who can be persuaded to cross the still waters and become fey guests for a year. There's also the requirement of the 'stilled waters' which could be abused if the still water effect is negated somehow.

'and embark upon the great barge of the Court of the Reflected Sky; after which they will sail from this place as the guests of the court for the duration of one year.' - this could be loopholed as getting on their barge and then immediately leaving the barge ('sail away from this place') via escaping with another sailing ship... Whilst still counting as guests of the court for a whole year.

The third thing to consider is that this angel could flat out be lying/misleading us. Are they really a representative of the Court? Is there really a prophecy (the angel just delivers a message, it could be a lie it assumes to be true)? Is the barge that of the Reflected Sky or some other royal court?

So yeah, if we want or need to 'fulfill' this prophecy while also not being a prisoner of the court for a whole goddamn year (during which time the Court would no doubt screw with the mice, interfere with the mice helpless to respond, and cause t

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Give them a response to send back: "We will abade by the prophecy so long as Augustine's legacy is respected by the Court." Make a the town-wide call about this. Hopefully, they won't catch the double meaning.

take out a whip

>>1128525
We finally get the chance to take down their leader? Nice. I like her attitude.

She's been watching and knows our moves. Let's start with something unusual she won't expect. Bring out the beads and hold them in front of us with both hands as we approach. Block the lady's whip with the beads and tangle them up together.

Absurdity DeVoid 2026/06/24(Wed)16:26 No. 1128539 ID: db4975
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Hanako: "Take out a whip! I know that you are hiding it behind your back!"

Whipsalot: "What gave you that idea? Was it my name, for instance? But there is no need to be afraid of my whip after all, you can't feel the pain, right? So just relax and do as I tell you, and all of this will seem like a pleasant dream."

Absurdity DeVoid 2026/06/24(Wed)16:27 No. 1128540 ID: db4975
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As Hanako was getting ready to put the other end of the beads in her other hand, the whip stopped her from doing that. The hit made Hanako drop her weapon."

Whipsalot: "I said to show me your wopin, I didn't say anything about you actually using it! You have to be better at listening, that is no way to be an obedient little bunny! You don't want me to punish you for misbehaving."

Absurdity DeVoid 2026/06/24(Wed)16:28 No. 1128541 ID: db4975
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Hanako's eyes felt strange after the hit. Something has happened to her.

Whipsalot: "Now let's try this one more time. I am going to give you an order, and you should do as I tell you. Now, kneel in front of me, and I will give you a kiss for your obedience. But if you don't do as I tell you, there will be consequences."



A) Kneel and asept your gift.

B) Don't kneel.

C) Back away from her.

Can you move your head? Look around.
See if you're restrained, too.

The escape vehicle should have had a better weapon for you. Was this a set up?

You've been had.
This was a three billion credit heist, the fact that your escape vehicle was so ramshackle and underexperienced means one thing: they wanted this heist to fail.

The way KW casually destroyed their own - again, three billion credit - prototype mech indicates that this was all one big insurance fraud scheme. You stole it, they 'destroyed it to keep it from falling into terrorist hands' and now they're going to have a giant orgy celebrating a billion credits of profit while you get handed a life sentence as the scapegoat.

Find the nearest sharp object. Figure out how you want to vent your anger.

Woah, that was some flashback! Wait, weren't you on a different planet, and cybernetically augmented, and a girl?

Silence 2026/06/24(Wed)13:17 No. 1128537 ID: 6d1406
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>>1128407
You look around the room, you can feel your arms restrained under the blankets, old leather straps, they don't want you getting out. You look over and see a gorilla looking at you.

"...Silver?" you ask.

"Hello Juniper," he replies. "Please. Call me Hannibal."

>>1128413
"Was this just a setup?" You ask. "The getaway freighter only gave me a pulse blade, I needed something more!"

Sil- Hannibal sighs and says. "It was, but not by who you're thinking."

>>1128415
"We've been had! This was a three billion heist and KW gets a tax write off, we were supposed to-"

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Xerin 2023/09/18(Mon)21:59 No. 1072628 ID: a1a7f4
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>As for what to say, who to rat out.... the miners look like they could be most easily duped into hurting someone we don't like at a critical moment, since you are the only person in power who has ever shown them a modicum of sympathy. Of course, Four and your Martinets already saw Chast doing his mumbo jumbo and offering his terms. We will have to convince them that he and the miners are being used by the Mongers if we don't want to have their rebellion stamped out immediately. It would probably be best to present our evidence that the Mongers are up to no good, as they have enough forces that Silver will probably decide to employ caution rather than an all out assault.
I don’t have any evidence, but it’ll be trivial to lead Silver to think they were behind it. There’s more than enough bad blood that she’ll take it for granted. I explain the situation, that the Mongers have duped the toilers into delivering threats and I fear infected them with magic.

I might have attempted to keep the magic a secret, but my martinets would inform everyone once they are rescued regardless. Silver stays quiet as I lay it out, along with my insistence we find a peaceful solution before life is lost.

Behind the bookshelf a tunnel stretches into the bowels of the mountain. Once it’s open Gatezi wastes no time hurrying us along into it. However, at the last second Silver stops on the threshold.

“Caevaexerin. Do you think I am a fool?”

Use a preocuppied but understanding tone: "You... think armed conflict can't be avoided?"

If she means something else, something aimed at you, well... get angry. You are just a young little preceptor trying to help and she blames you instead. Play that up.

And uh... did you cast an Eye on Gazeti at some point? Casting a distracting illussion on our present company may be warranted soon, I feel.

Does she know you were dreading having to manage her insipid scheme? That's about the only thing related to Silver which you totally didn't act on, while some random monster conveniently removed your loose end's entire hand.

Does she know it's you who uh... totally didn't do any of that stuff?

Otherwise you've been nothing but genuine to her. Does she not believe your Martinets have been fused to the wall? That's what you wanted her help with, right? Does she think you're hiding the fact that the toilers are revolting, due to overzealous labor extraction on part of the mongers? Because I think she can see that from all the collapsed mines. She doesn't know you have an eye on her, does she?

Xerin 2026/06/23(Tue)01:39 No. 1128486 ID: 60438e
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> Does she know you were dreading having to manage her insipid scheme? That's about the only thing related to Silver which you totally didn't act on, while some random monster conveniently removed your loose end's entire hand.
I can’t imagine she does.
…
It’s ridiculous to even consider. How would she even know?
………
Unless… could she already have spies among the mercenaries? No, that’s silly. *I* only just learned of their location how would she have embedded a spy? Regardless, it’s not even been an hour since I switched my eye from the toiler to the valkin. Even *if* Silver had managed to infiltrate their ranks to learn what happened to her patsy *and* assuming the spy would be aware of why she would matter at all there hasn’t been enough time for her to receive that information. It’s conceivable through magic but again I can only conclude ‘no’. I certainly don’t watch through her eye very often but I’ve never seen even a hint that she’s dabbled in such heresy with her own hands or through an intermediary. It would be too big a weakness if Steel learned of it and wanted to depose her. Maybe-

>Otherwise you've been nothing but genuine to her. Does she not believe your Martinets have been fused to the wall?
*Genuine* is a bit strong of a word but-

>That's what you wanted her help with, right? Does she think you're hiding the fact that the toilers are revolting, due to overzealous labor extraction on part of the mongers?
No, I-

>Because I think she can see that from all the collapsed mines. She doesn't know you have an eye on her, does she?
Quiet!

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>>1128486
Im torn over you.
I admire your abandoned goal to tear this place down, i even admire just aiming to gain your own freedom.
But, im not happy about poor asher.
That said, theres more than you to blame for how it went.

There is something ive noticed were significantly better than you at.
Maybe its because were not trying to keep so many plates spinning, but we havent missed any words like you do when lip reading through your eyes.

Oh, and your faith in numbers over technology is, unfortunately, as naive as your dream of tearing down the mountain.
Weapons are called force multipliers for a reason.
And it gives asymettrical warfare a distinct advantage.
The tip of their spear will be small enough to slip into places larger forces would falter and be murderously sharp, so to speak.
I dont say this to cause you undue distress. Well.
Maybe a little, because im still grumpy about asher, but not much.

In the same way your dream of tearing down the mountain was tempered by experience into something more acheivable...
Right now, you are as inexperienced in facing weapons like these as younger self was the realities of life in your mountain.
And, its worth remembering, technology develops with the pace of a rockslide, especially under the motivation of war.
Little bits at first, a percievable quicker slide of larger things... then before you can react a rumble and youre crushed.
Well, worth considering, eh?

Panda 2026/06/24(Wed)03:48 No. 1128520 ID: 00d6ee
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The concrete floor isn't very comfortable but you've had rougher nights, after all that running aroung sleep comes hard and fast and before you know it, it's morning.

Day 2.

It's raining heavily, you can hear it beating off the garage walls. Along with the sounds of your stomach, you're HUNGRY and a little bitch about it.
Today is another day of GHOST HUNTING. You have a few places you can visit but before you decide where to go you should get dressed and find some food.

There's a pile of clothes around here somewhere... what's good for rainy weather?

A raincoat, if you have one. The one available is whatever color you'd find most embarrassing, though.
Maybe jeans. Boots. Maybe an umbrella, though that takes a hand.

Uh... are your boobs smaller?

Swipe some clothes from Grant’s dresser. It’s about time you wear something not so itchy and smelly, and avoid another day of doing laundry. Be sure to get clothes from the bottom of the pile too, so he doesn’t notice it missing right away.

>>1128532
Yep yep.
Its the considerate thing to do cause he would put his least favorite at the bottom.

Check hand bite.
Need to make sure its not infected.

rolled 16, 6, 5, 8, 3, 16, 4, 14, 19, 8, 19, 2, 12, 1, 3, 3, 13, 17, 18, 18 = 205

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>>1128247
>Natalina huddles on Paprika's lap during chainpod ride to the sensor access hatch
With her girlfriend snuggled up in her lap, Paprika marvels at how light Nat feels in her arms compared to just yesterday. Whatever the ship did to her during that infusion, she's happy about it so far.

>at the back end of a crevice just slightly too narrow to crawl into, and roughly twice as deep as a human arm is long.
Did our conundary friend follow us, and can they reach it? Otherwise, Paprika can try and squeeze. I'll spend one speed effort.

>Hatch leading back to the main cargo hold is stuck shut, and feels warm, as if there were a fire raging on the other side.
>Heh. It's... it's probably fine.
Paprika remains her usual cheery self. "Honey you know I'm the best person in the Ninth World to get stuck in a burning warehouse with. We'll be alright!"

>sensor array rotates around to face the jungle-ocean of Branu's Kiss.
>Almost looks like that could be a form of language, or maybe abacus-work.
Paprika watches Nat stare intently at the monitor, still squeezing her tight. "...do you want to talk about it?"

>>1128394
>Did our conundary friend follow us, and can they reach it?
Conundary's back in the main cargo hold, weaving spatial distortions to keep all that molten metal off the terapede corpse, as well as other salvaged material that seemed appropriate to stash further away from the living quarters, but which isn't completely fireproof.

rolled 2, 15, 12, 18, 8, 3, 15, 3, 5, 9, 7, 14, 4, 15, 15, 6, 16, 13, 15, 19 = 214

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>"...do you want to talk about it?"
"...this person we're here to rescue. She died, and has been dying, over and over and over, longer than there's been a ninth world. Because she keeps jumping out of Branu's bubble into the void and freezing and breaking into a million pieces and something keeps bringing her back. Paprika, that was almost us when we landed in the castle! And, hehe, I agreed to be paid in statues back in the City of Needles! What deal did she strike for the same destiny?"

>you know I'm the best person in the Ninth World to get stuck in a burning warehouse with. We'll be alright!"
"I just feel the urge to run, but there's no good way out of this Amontillado-cask right now. I could phase through the door, but I'm a lot less fireproof than you. You could force the door to escape yourself, but no-door between myself and molten metal is the same problem again (and could harm our living ship, besides). I could escape through the wall, but, hahaha- we know how that goes!" As Natalina's rapid-paced rambling rubs out of steam, she slows, hugs her girlfriend tighter and buries her face. "...I could just disappear in here." Spending 4xp to unlock the Invisible Phasing verb power.

>the sensor array rotates around to face the jungle-ocean of Branu's Kiss. Oddly, with the current display settings, it still resembles stars. Flickering and shifting around a lot more, though.
>specialized in all tasks involving physical performing arts

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>>1128410
>dance
>rolled 2
Many mysteries of prior worlds are lost, but you can say with confidence that this hallway was not originally designed to serve as a dance floor. Won't be winning any awards, but you manage to avoid serious injury, and the various smaller, clearly recoverable, mishaps have a moderate calming effect.
>seeing what those starry lights have to say
>rolled 15
They were counting the stars above, inefficiently. Accompanying chants suggest it's a deliberately pointless https://anathem.fandom.com/wiki/Book and functionally interminable task, as 'proportionate' penance for some holy mission which ended in unrecoverable failure long ago.
Your ship's arrival - or, more specifically, so much of the visible sky suddenly being blotted out by bright molten metal which soon cools to a mirrored surface - is being interpreted as an omen of impossible, apocalyptic mercy. Vast swaths of yet-uncounted stars vanishing, replaced by gentler lights under local control, imply an opportunity to end the count early, set right what once went wrong.

The central matter to be "set right" is not spelled out (since they all already know), but Natalina is fairly sure it will involve committing violence.

rolled 2, 8, 19, 15, 5, 11, 8, 5, 14, 10, 1, 9, 7, 15, 9, 8, 2, 3, 8, 5 = 164

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Reiko does a double check on the effects of metal-saturated steam on the ship's hull, then carefully attempts to rig the ship's systems to make a few quality parts out of the material by quarantining the superheated metal and quenching it in partitioned containers of the seawater. Look busy, look productive, and the adventurers might be fooled into thinking this is a mobile engineering base.

She also calls up Branu and tells him that he's not getting the water in the ship or its contents back, but mainly because it's about to become a vector for heavy metal poisoning and should be kept far away from the biosphere.

>>1128411
Reiko gets on the comms. (Intellect, Effort 2)
"Alright, kids, listen up! This ain't a charity, and it ain't an aquarium neither! Now, we're not heartless out here. Really; you need a ride, you don't need to pay up front. It's just that the fee is somewhere between 'sobbing uncontrollably' and 'driven stark raving nuts'. So: I'mma get Branu on the comm, and he's gonna tell me exactly how much he'll pay to deliver y'all to a specific location. Pray that his requested location isn't 'out the airlock' or your fee gets doubled... unless any of ya'd like to speak up, now?"

If they don't respond for ten seconds, she'll call Branu again, ask about the adventuring party that just stepped into the ship like they owned the place and how much their transport is worth, and finally they'll ask to clarify what Reiko and company need to do to save that person or something Branu was talking about, because Reiko's still kind of uncertain who it

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...
dude, i told you he was cute. and chill.
maybe things are gonna be alright.

...but also you should kiss his little nose. do it. do it. you won't.

Well, you have been working your mouth muscles quite a bit with smiles and frowns, so your cheeks hurting is probably the most mundane of your pains, really.

If it makes you feel better you can nudge things in a safer direction without getting too defensive. You just gotta have him thinking more about himself than you.
Start asking about his badges and how he got them, people like talking about their own interests.

>>1128485
Hey, maya.
You're gonna be ok.
Hes got a pure heart this guy.


You can let go of the tension youve been carrying, even if its just for a short time.
Compartmentalise everything.
The before and the worries about what may be, push them aside.
If you let those things crowd your mind, you'll have no room to absorb this respite you need.
Be present in this moment.
Take it all in.
Live in it.

>>1128487
>>1128488

This looks like a puzzle.
The second image seems right to fit in the bottom corner of the first.
Looking at it reminds me of one of those things you sometimes see in a captcha.
Move a group of seperate image components across the others until the message or image resolves.

Maybe im imagining things...

I don't know if I can unpack all that but, you're alright Maya.

and this guy seems alright too

But for the love of gods get the glass picked out of your hand!

>>1128382
Actually if it is a undead then the doors would be open cause it's patrolling a route. Who knows why. Maybe the box being removed triggered it? Don't like the implications of that.

>>1128368
Start with listening.
Any movement however slight
Then check each of the open doors but dont open them further.
Lean something against it on our side of the door. The kind of thing that'll make a clatter

Then weve got an alarm of sorts on each door we can secure temporarily
and
we can feel a little safer as we inspect the door we cant.
The big broken open one.

>>1128380
What bone? I don't see one. All I see are the things on the table which iirc we inspected already, the various rubble around...
And something on the floor next to Tanna. Is that a switch?

>>1128393
Right next to Tanna. On her left by the door.

>>1128383
Wait I'm a dumbass. The chick had a skullmask. She's a necromancer. you ARE dealing with undead.

...Might still be worth scouting ahead. If she decided to do the deed to Jax and Jacob... And reanimated them...

>>1128302
I think this is the first time we've seen colors like that. Are we partially colorblind? Have we been like that our whole life and never knew? Put that in the back of our mind for now. Existential worries come later.

>>1128304
That poor, mistreated Dick Shrine comes now. Let's polish that shrine until it's glistening wet! And then look for the shrine maiden who should be tending to it. Shrine boy? Can boys be maidens?

Later! Cleaning supplies first. If there aren't any obvious alternatives, I think we've got some Slime Juice saved. We could splash it on our slime-resistant Magic Tunic and give that statue a rub-down with our boobs. Or would that damage it with corrosive slime?

Oh. Looks like Titmouse is already over there, cleaning it with her mouth and tongue.

Titmouse, I'm sure there's a faster way to complete this sidequest.

Titmouse: Sidequest?

>>1128304
Were gonna need titmouse.
Ifbtheres anyone who knows how to handle a massive dick, its her.
>>1128308
Hmm.
This is also a good point.
We need to get them to help wash their filthy cock.

It's a trick this is an ideological battle. The graffiti is supposed to be there, but you must convince the dick shrine priests of the superiority of butts.

Ask titmouse to use her spell that washes off obscene grafitti, which she has had all along, probably to wash off her walls after a particularly raunchy party.

After that, ask the legendary and extremely handsome architect Daddyealus to build a giant statue of a man and attack the dick statue to it, so it looks less filthy and more classy.

>>1128417
Or this. Convince them to replace it with a butt statue, why not.

B 2026/06/09(Tue)18:49 No. 1127878 ID: 224582
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"Know where she is now?"
For a split second, he looks a bit regretful.
"No. She comes and goes. Real transient like that. Haven't seen her in a week."
Shame. That would've cleaned up this case real quick.
"She's missing."
"Huh."
He doesn't look surprised.

B 2026/06/09(Tue)18:49 No. 1127879 ID: 224582
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Your dialog reaches a pause. What should you ask next? Or should you head somewhere else?

further pursue that he doesn't sound surprised. She was getting into trouble?

Where can you find Kerry?
Who put these olives in your drink?

Ask when was the last time anyone saw her. What places she frequented most, and of course, if the buzz (that's the bee fuzz) was getting a bee in their bonnet about her and was trying to put her in a hive cell and throw away the key.

3-{0.75} Stingpie 2026/06/21(Sun)17:31 No. 1128348 ID: 35d66b
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"ATTENTION, VALUED CUSTOMER. THIS IS AN URGENT MESSAGE FROM ABOVE. DO NOT TAKE YOUR FEET OFF THE PEDALS. YOU ARE BEING TASKED WITH SPREADING OUR WORD. YOU MUST CONVINCE THE WORLD THAT SNAKES ARE REAL."

"Actually wait no do take your foot off the pedal and put it on the left pedal. Or is it the right, no no the left is right."

"And then HEED our GOOD NEWS regarding SNAKES"

Wait, HRK is FREAKING OUT. This is not good!

3-{1} Stingpie 2026/06/21(Sun)17:31 No. 1128349 ID: 35d66b
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The car pulls off the road, and HRK steps out.
A collage of random syllables and hissing escapes from his mouth as he wanders into a grassy field.

His thoughts scream confusion and anxiety.
"Snakes hss?? I need to HiSsS get to HHissS my Hss Hisss hSS exam! Something is wrong with me! I can't remember Hisss HiSSs hhIIssSs where the school is! God, what the HiSSsSsSssSSSsS happened to me??"

How do you get him to calm down?

No need to worry, you don't need that silly little exam. We grant you hissertification in uh, hissychiatry. You know everything a snake would, should, or could know!

>>1128349
Take a deep hiss
And just hiss a moment.
You need to hiss about this carefully
Theres got to hiss a rational hissplanation
That explains whats hissing on.
Exam ssssssstresssssss

Tell him where school is. It's in a government building.

Nalthar 2026/06/19(Fri)01:55 No. 1128255 ID: ce8213
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The mouse follows your gaze "Ah your companion? She's not- well, she's not injured. S-surren she just needs rest." He gives you a pat on the shoulder, faltering as you turn your sullen glare to him. "And just who is this... lord?" you growl, shoving the skin back in his hands.

The mouse's face breaks into a smile that doesn't reach his eyes. "Why the lord God of course! I should introduce myself; I am the humble Brother Juan, friar of the Franciscan order. Allow me to bless you." The mouse lays a hand over your head and leans to whisper in your ear "Play along and you'll survive."

"Now" Brother Juan steps back "If you are asking after who's house you find yourself in, that would be King Pendle Cadvere of the principality of Malevento. He is eager to meet you, and formalize your surrender. If you feel up to it I could help you there." the friar (whatever that is) offers his hand.

>>1128255
Nothing to do but cooperate until you see a chance to do something. Especially with your wounded back. You need rest.

Ask him if the king can understand your language.

Prolong things as much as you can. Say you will need to rest and pray for the others that are not with you before making any decisions of surrender.

Nod in agreement, good thing that this cage priest didn't lose it completely.

I say the most reasonable thing to do would be for the shapeshifter to infiltrate the base as a siberian husky. Gain their trust before revealing yourself!

>>1128314
Little bit of all of those. Try to get a man on the inside to find out what's going on there and if there's anything to worry about.
Then we can try saying hello over the radio, and if they get uppity then we can perform a show of force.

>>1128316
this

We are the invading slime empire and we have arrived to assimilate and eat. No need for taking or buying them dinner before fucking them. Let's just skip all of that go with what will inevitably happen. You eating all of them and assuming direct control of this colony. Time to show who is top dog!

A normal communication would be the best approach. No sneaky shit, just talk with them, see what they think about you, and try to form some friendship.

It's probably not that you're out of the loop and more that you were never in it. Hard to tell your human friend about the mounting anti-human sentiment that's starting to become popular.
Oh wait, that means none of your friends wanted to be the one to break it to you, which means they don't actually care about you that much. That's rough, buddy.

The real problem is that you got spotted by an anti-human student, and thus can't even ask them to keep quiet about it. Which means if you don't want this to cause trouble for you then you're gonna need to rely on those friends.

> Most of the time she'd be studying though. Point being, she never had opinions like that. Or if she did, she never got so angry like that.
yeah see, like I said personal problem projection. At a guess, she's putting in the effort at school, but not seeing the success she feels she should be. And when she sees you, not putting in as much effort but still doing okay, she gets mad.

And if other people looking for scapegoats to blame their problems on are grumbling about humans then no wonder she would pick up on that.

But hey, Soro'i seems like she gets it. Ask her for more details, she'll give it to you straight.

Sounds like someone is going for a power play. As in someone is trying to stir shit up to create a problem and then offer a “solution” to get people to join them. In this case start up anti-human movement so they can present themselves as a strong so and so who will stand up to human oppression. You know the humans, the ones who helped them found a new planet to live on after be lost in space for who knows how long and helped them build up said new planet. You know the humans, who have been forcing their way of life on these people despite the fact that they’re basically nonexistent on the planet and outside of some franchises trying to set up shop to get money I can’t really see having any real impact on the local culture as not enough humans live here to have any real impact.

Basically what I’m saying is someone is starting shit since not enough time has passed for any real bad blood to form between the apes and the birds so this is either a phase that has popped up like goths or greasers or some jackass causing problems to gain attention or power if they’re involved with politics.

Sounds like something your dad should know about...

>>1128357
Theres a lot to consider man, an a ton of important stuff, but piorities.

Thank her.
Tell her shes got a cool look and she is rocking that choker.
Shes cute!

(1/3) kpwlt 2026/06/21(Sun)15:17 No. 1128340 ID: 127310
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>Huh. You went down a well intto a forest?

SAM: “Uberto, weren’t we just in a cave? How is it that we’re in a forest now?”

Uberto looks as though he is considering how much to tell Sam and then sighs.

UBERTO: “Listen, all of you, this hasn’t been raised in the House so don’t tell anyone I told you this. Especially you.”
He points to Justice McGregor.

UBERTO: “Alright, mid to late last year I paid the Minister for Spatiotemporal Anomalies a visit, not too long after he came back from the Catacombs.

’You might wanna sit down for this one, mate. Now listen, you mustn’t share this with anyone, especially a member of the Judiciary. The other arms want to keep this under wraps. For now at least.

In the Catacombs, there’s this kind of spatial distortion called a Well. Now, I never went into the Well myself, but based off of the debrief I had with my colleagues afterwards, things can get pretty weird down there.’

UBERTO:”He told me that his friends told him it was like another world down there, uh, down here. With its own sky and all. He also said that there was this ‘other him’ that came out of the Well and tried to convince everyone that he was the real one. Apparently the Government never got rid of the other him, either. Spooky stuff!”

(2/3) kpwlt 2026/06/21(Sun)15:17 No. 1128341 ID: 127310
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McGregor’s face twists slightly, then curves into a slight grin.
McGREGOR J: "Imprisonment without trial? That may be of interest to certain personages on the Supreme Court’s bench.”

Uberto cringes.

SIMONE: “Another him? Y’know, we’ve been getting more reports of identity theft lately. Especially in the more rural areas. People that look exactly like other people moving into their houses and trying to take over their lives. It doesn’t happen a lot, but still.”

>should we be worried about predators?

SAM: “So, this forest, should we be on the lookout for predators?”

SIMONE: “These kinds of forests? They don’t usually have anything that preys on people in them.”

UBERTO: ”Although we should keep an eye out for other people.”

>hmm, does it look like its been abandoned in haste? food still in the pot?

Sam travels to the clearing Uberto mentioned. McGregor and Simone linger behind but Uberto follows her in.

There are a couple of small items of cookware. There is a dented, blackened steel pot with what looks like some charred spaghetti fossilised on its interior, and a (comparatively) clean saucepan-like implement that smells a little like old instant coffee. At a reluctant touch, both are cold.

(3/3) zpwlt 2026/06/21(Sun)15:17 No. 1128342 ID: 127310
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UBERTO: ”And here are the boots.”

Indeed, there are the boots, right at the far edge of the clearing. A perfect pair. They look a lot like Sam’s boots, actually. Sam picks them up but quickly tosses them aside.

SAM: “Uberto… these boots still have someone’s feet in them!”

Uberto returns a hushed ”what?!” and retrieves the boots. They contain flesh and bone, like someone’s foot had been severed just at the lower shin, but with no separation of the boot and the flesh. Uberto drops them almost as soon as he realises.

SAM: “Look, Uberto, look!”

Sam struggles to form words and point at the same time. There is a trail of little bits leading off into the darkness of the forest. The largest visible is an entire arm, just lying there. None of the skin is visible. The arm wears a similar sleeve and glove to Sam’s.

Come to think of it, all of the little bits look sort of familiar. Sam feels a twinge in her stomach as she recognises a chunk of Uberto’s side, another one of her arms, thoroughly bisected this time, and so on. All melded with their clothes and staining the leaf litter with anemic blood. You could almost make another two of them from the bits.

The hideous trail leads to a confusing collection of fluorescent red strips in the distance, rising and falling subtly but steadily. And something almost imperceptible but certainly there.

>>1128341
>clones showing up
Ok, from now on, we move as a group. Everyone stays in sight of eachother at all times. Also we can't trust anyone we meet down here, they could be clones.
>McGregor and Simone linger behind
Not allowed!

>>1128342
...I guess the Well made clones of you already, and they were killed. Or this is an aborted cloning attempt? Wait, the bodyparts are *melded* with their clothes? Clones would have separate clothes, so... this does sound more like an aborted cloning attempt than a killing. I'm guessing clones are made all in one piece then the clothes separate from the body.

There is something in the dark. A symbol? Focus on it before you get any closer. This seems dangerous.

So something killed your clones? But were they protecting you, or targeting you?

either way better not go that way.

>>1127339
And ifcwe have new axe.
Then have old axe.
changing one item into another?
Magic!
Grem transmogrificate!

Kakroon 2026/06/18(Thu)18:59 No. 1128245 ID: 681cb5
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>Wait!!! Kobblav said he wanted an axe that was old and well used!
OH NO! Grem axe is too good! But how will Grem make new axe into old axe? Grem rather not wait for it to be old like elder kobold.
>We use axe on wood. Wear axe down. Then get old looking axe and wood for trading!
But axe is heavy and Grem is tiny. Grem not made to cut wood, Grem made to eat moss and be mighty wizard. Also, making new axe into old axe take long time, Grem not have long time.

>We have one more easy step in our trading chain. We need to find someone with a worn down axe, and give them a free upgrade!
Yay! Trade axe for axe! Easy! Now Grem just need to find someone with old axe to trade…
>Changing one item into another? Magic! Grem transmogrificate!
Gremogrification! Grem already named Wizard Grems greatest magic. Now Grem just need to learn magic.

If Grem will trade then Grem need stall, and lucky for Grem Grem already has Grem stall called Grems’s Grem stall for Grem. Yay! Grem will now trade new axe for old axe, as well as friend rocks and moss for shiny. Kobolds love friend rocks and moss.


>While waiting can pick flowers and make a hair garland. Girls like those right?
But flowers not like getting put in water. Makes them sad. Merman do not want to give sad flowers to Mergal. Grem have to find other thing Mergal want. Thing that likes going in water. Or at least indifferent to water.

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Hmm. Maybe we can find an old axe rather than waiting for one to come to us. Maybe go to the woods and look for someone to trade with?

OH! wait important step for being a magic guy, disguise! Grem needs a disguise like some kind of mossy forest spirit so they can go to where the humans are using axes to trade new for old. Cause humans that use axes are the ones who most need new axe. And they know not to make forest spirits angry so they can't say no.

Time for the stocks of Grem to rise. With this brilliant business plan soon Grem will rule the world!

Loquui 2026/06/06(Sat)06:06 No. 1127688 ID: c15a60
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Loquui heroically steps in to save the Consort's really dumb dah-een. She pushes her sister aside and secures the non-person. "WAIT!" she cries.

"Loquui. You live?" Muamta sounds shocked. That's a little insulting. Loquui was not the one who fell to her death, that was Muamta.


"Why is it a shock that Loquui lives? Loquui not so stupid she cannot live without help."

"Yes you are."

"No, I'm not."

"You are."

"No!"

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"The Consort is amazing, it is no surprise the nonpeople lust after him too" Muamti sighs.

"...he is good." Naqzamti agrees.

Loquui is conflicted. One the first claw, she is proud that she was first to see the Consort's divinity. She is also happy the Consort lives, and vindicated that he shows his prowess over Loquui's sisters. Oon the other claw Loquui is furious and also wants to kill Muamta because she is clearly trying to steal the Consort from Loquui. But Loquui always wants to kill Muamta.

"Why are you here instead of with the Consort then?"

"Yahn ask us to find supplies." Shokzali says "He will find a great vessel for us and we will leave this place to make a new clan. A clan for the Consort!"

The Consort was going to leave...without Loquui?

>This makes no sense! They must be lying! The Consort would not betray Loquui!

>>Rejoin the sisters. Trust that Yahn has a plan and Loquui is part of it.
>>Loquui should interrogate Muamta! No, she is too big. Interrogate Shokzali, she knows you are first consort.
>>Take command, return to Yahn and demand an explanation. Resist urge to mate.

First option. The Consort will be elated when he sees you coming back with the others.

The Consort has a plan. Of course he would trust Loquui to act in his best interests of her own initiative. Loquui is still the first female the Consort bred after all.

rejoin the sisters for now, and talk to [s]Iagn[s/] Yahn when things are quiet to see what he really intended.

Look for random tools that might be floating around and snatch them up. Trying to look busy would be good here, and having something to hold would work very well for our cover.

Doomsby 2026/06/18(Thu)17:30 No. 1128226 ID: ec9127
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>Go get that job!
>Go to Mx Stibbs office and check whether they're actually in there or not.
You decide to go ahead and try to get a job from Mx. Stibbs. Following the directions you recieved, you go down the hallways first a right, then a left and another left, you head up, and then backtrack because you were supposed to take a down. With that, you find yourself in a dead end with several doors with names on them. Some even have over-wrought titles, however either Stibbs hasn’t bothered putting it’s title up on their door or they haven’t been in this office for long enough. Regardless, you knock on the door and it automatically slides open, seemingly set to allow for visitors.

The room inside is rather dimly lit, with just a couple of work lamps dutifully lighting only their respective stations. There is a undiscernable scent in the air, of solvents, cleaners, and particulates circulating around before getting picked-up by the overworked filter unit. Floating at the other end of the room from you is a pyramidal frame with balled points. Almost like a model of some sort of molecule. Inside the pyramid shape is a soft glowing cloud that ebbs and flows about, dimming and brightening, contracting and expanding on some unknown whims. Descending out of the cloud and below the pyramid structure is what appears to be a clear, glove-like appendage with four fingers wrapped around a heavy looking wrench. While the whole of the creature doesn’t react towards you, the large tool is swung in your direction upon you entering the workshop.
“Who the fuck are you?” They demand.
It’s a bit hard to describe it’s voice. It sounds... large. Like there’s a giant creature in the room trying it’s best to speak at a volume that won’t destroy your eardrums and only slightly succeeding. It’s irritated and impatient tone only amplifying it’s presence of sp

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Start with your best guess at a salute.

Tell them that you're here for work. The kind no one else wants to do. You know your place in the pecking order, and that's at the bottom, but dammit, you'll make it work. Also you're available immediately and at all hours. And you can bite anyone they think has it coming.

"Okay, first of all, cool your jets, dude. That kind of behavior might be acceptable in whatever fourth dimensional higher realm you're from, but on this station there is etiquette."

"I am an outside contractor specializing in cybersecurity. Admin got a threat that there'd be some sort of attack and wanted some outside help to bulk up the firewalls"

They have a hand! Hold yours out and await vigorous handshake. Maybe even roll a strength check to see if you can give a good grip. Everyone knows that a good handshake is essential to getting that job.

Time to ride off into the sunset or something.

Steel yourself. Like Vex said, with only a single angel wing as your loot, your teleportation powers will be on a cooldown. You need to play things carefully. Be the Jaguar in the night. Be the rabbit sprinting faster than sight. Be the bear mauling the unjust. Be the rabid dog feasting on their pretentious vocal cords.

Be everything worth being and bring everyone together to kill what isn't.
That's what it means to be the best wolf.

Time to become the final form of a girl boss, that you were always meant to be.

>>1128216
Shes given you something valuable.
A home to come back to.
Without that, you'd end up like vex,
Just drifting.
Not you though.
Youll roam, wander, explore and have adventures.
And if you find something that would help your people, help vi, against the angels or just in general...
you could bring it back.
Then stay a while till your paws start itching again.
Until that time they stop and you can stay.

Big waggy tails.
And hug her.
Now.
You -will- regret not doing it later if you dont.
Get as big a noseful of her scent as you can.
To strengthen the memory youll carry with you
When you go.

better not to drag this goodbye out. You've made your promise

End your farewell with an arm wrestling. Just to establish who is stronger between the two of you.

Absurdity DeVoid 2026/06/16(Tue)14:10 No. 1128147 ID: 78767a
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A) End the hearing.

B) No, we are still not done here.

A) we did all that we could.

>>1128147
A) I'm not quite sure what else I could do, here.

A) Sorry Hog Hammerer, we know you did nothing wrong. We'll help you get good quests to restore your reputation.

Based off of them immediately smiling over us bringing up the possibility of an imposter, it's clear they are both in on this.

But, after that incident with that damn cat, I feel we need to know our place and not confront our boss over this, as a monster, we don't have a lot of sway and can't do much. We'd probably get in trouble.

But if they are both going to lie, we might as well make them stew in this lie until it becomes too hot for them to handle.

A. BUT, give the idea of setting up a quest for a hero to investigate and hunt down this imposter. An imposter causing chaos like this in this respectable guild needs to be punished as it damages the reputation and TRUST towards our heroes!

They'll have no choice but to agree since Hog Hammerer is here if they want to make this so called lie believable to him, and have it snowball into something they can't control later.