Grab them by the tummy to stun them

this bear is suspicious... what if— no... but maybe... quite possibly... this bear is a yuri stalker!!
clearly Obviously this bear they/them must be a yuri-minded squirrel-stalker, and is afraid of Maya finding it out!!! this is great! yuri bear is going to know everything we need!

THEY'RE HIDING THE SQUIRREL UNDER HER HAT, "Ratatouille" STYLE! DE-CAP THEM, DETECTIVE!

why are they being so cagey?! they seem awful quick to want to escape. did they know the squirrel? are they covering for her? are they in... CAHOOTS?!
say something like "you seem awful nervous about that squirrel specifically. do you know her? she was recording my teacher assaulting me. did you know assault is a CRIME?? she has evidence of CRIMES!! against ME! do you see this black eye? that's the crime!!"
it's ok if it's a lie. just lie. pressure them!!

SQUISH THEMMMM!!! Interrogation kneading will reveal all

Probably cruel so you approve.

C to Splash your hot tea at trophy and get away!
A for the comeback cheesy oneliner: “He should have some tea to go with the cake!”

[suspense] Hah no cake... because I have the knife! FIGHT GO! Lol sudden fangs outta nowhere

Meanwhile, Ratislav should immediately get out and find Ill-gotten, he could not have gone far, and might be able to help save Robin. The sooner the better l

F) oh.... but he's not your type

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The city-state of Kuhlta sits upon the Wet Road through the great Pale Desert, grown to wealth from off the stream of travellers and merchants following the only path survivable, from oasis to oasis, across a barrier that chokes a continent. Its water is its first wealth, the greenery it grows the second, its stepped buildings spilling fountains into its canals and carpeted with gardens. It is the greatest jewel in a string of emerald and sapphire gems, sunk into a great canyon; the poorer sections of the city stretch a web of tunnels through the surrounding stone, saving precious surface space for the sunken farmlands arrayed as far about the city's edges as the terrible white glare of the dust and rock beyond can be withstood. Those mad enough to press further find that past a certain distance, nothing grows, even fed and watered from afar. The nearly maddest brave the dunes and stone to find the mines that bring up further wealths of gold and tin, but the maddest of the mad... he lives far closer, and has been living here much longer, than any other mortal creature.

Rakathel is not that man - but he thinks about him. Rakathel is only a record-manager now, a coordinator of supplies and stores and people for the city's queen, though once he mastered quarter for a storied company of mercenaries. He still bears the prouder scars, though a few of those are from life in the city. The people of Kuhlta are passionate, notoriously so, and dueling is a common practice for cutting through a tricky knot inside your heart. Yet they are friendly and considerate to foreigners, for foreigners they have in plenty - especially these days, when on one side of the Wet Road wars are raging, a spirit-speaking emperor keeping warriors in his army past their death, another empire wielding only men and metal but much of it against him, and a hasty weld of smaller states and tribes between. Rakathel sends as many of the city's baskets on to feed the hungry as t

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But Rakathel thinks also: in these years there is always more use for water, more use for food. Still there are those that starve to sickness and to death, for there is not enough. Even if Akamak could be challenged, any work to tap more water and expand the Wet Road and its sheltered farmlands would go at a crawl for lesser sorcerers and scholars. Perhaps even collapse - for Rakathel does not know what the wizard does to bring the water, or push back the desert's lifelessness, and perhaps without him what has been done would fail and fall back. None die who disappear. If sometimes they have dreams in which they twist and moan and then forget again on waking, any soldier off the battlefield can suffer the same, or worse. Whatever hungers the mad ancient wizard feeds with a few dozen in a season, they are not as terrible as the other that will find thousands in a month.

Though it twists his heart, and his palm itches for his knife, Rakathel pushes thoughts of Akamak away. Maybe they are better thought by someone else. He has responsibilities enough.

"Ah, wait, you didn't tell me whether you wanted me to aim for a powerful summoner that can bring and bind you better, or a weak one you can work around!"

> Which?

Go for a novice. It looks like we can wreak havoc upon the status quo by simply giving the natives some basic agricultural technologies.

Even if Akamak defeats this weakling he'll never realize that the 'stupid' act of digging half-moon ponds will revitalize the desert and undermine his power until it's too late.

Oh, left that little detail out by accident did we? A strong summoner. You know the rules, and so do I~!

This one seems suitable, his noble aims are steeped in selfish but natural urges. His thoughts bring up an excellent question indeed: is the desert somehow cursed, or is it simply an inexorable fact of geography? Maybe he'll find out when he challenges Akamak.

>>1132672
"Anyone who boards will be inoculated/made immune to the affliction(s) and be able to return to their old lives."

venus flytrap or pumpkin

"you'll never be hungry, sick, get hungover, need to sleep, deal with debt, die, or need to work ever again! u can also be a furry or whatever u want! unlimited potential with no consequences"

Global slime fact check: how many cryptids (BIgfoot, Mothman, Jersey Devil, etc) or mythical/supernatural creatures, or extraterrestrial beings have we discovered / confirmed as real via the slime network? In case this planet has some quirky inhabitants that fall outside of slime science.

"This is a 'Noahs Ark' situation, we already got the animals, you don't want to be the ones left behind."

Planet cactus.

Way to convince them uust say if they are suffering from diabetes becoming a slime will cure them from it.

>>1132758
See if you can find any pictures of bookie with someone other than Jason.

Any photo taken would either be taken by the account owner without them in it, would be a selfie, or would likely have been taken by another person (i.e. the potential romance that our target is jealous of) to take a picture of the account owner in non-selfie format.

We also know the tenant had a view of a specific set of buildings from his apartment. Those could be used to find a matching location between the account picture and what the tenant could see (e.g. a food item and the view of place that would serve that item).

Was Latte Lots or a similar dining place visible from the perspective of the tenants window (specifically the room with all the photos), or the food served in a neaeby establishment?

Notable is that Bookie is a photographer, so their pictures would be a lot better looking than that of someone else taking photos.

Check if there are any old notifications regarding relationship status (breaking up, 'its complicated', and such), or block lists.

If we want to make the managers work inconvenienced, we could change his password(s) to something new, that only we know (or nobody knows), locking them out of the computer temporarily.

They also seem to have a Dis-cord equivalent social media account (the app with ears and tail). Wonder if they have Mapa/tenants in their socials, or use it for work. Good opportunity to spread some boos to his chat group either way.

Don't forget to delete his my pc icon and then delete the recycle bin.

Kakroon 2026/10/08(Thu)21:16 No. 1132741 ID: 681cb5
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Ow… Grems plan failed. Grem lost axe and Grem got beat up. They even stole Grem’s shinies, the fiends! Now Grem have no axe at all!

Gnoll 1: “Thanks for the axe, dork!”
Gnoll 2: “Later Nerd!”

Grems everything hurts.

Current Grem pocket stuff:
No Axe (Axe stolen)
Rock friend
Moss
lint
0 shiny (All shinys gone! Forever!)

those dummies left two halfaxes for Grem to steal

Hmmm... They left behind an old worn axe like we need. It's just broken. Seems the gnoll who was using it had a little bandana that was holding it together. Surely we could use some nearby vines, or some kelp from the lake, to a similar effect? Then we can take it to Kobblav~ If an axe with a bandana holding it together counts as an axe, then repairing it with other things should also be fine! Worst case though, a broken axe is the most old and worn that an axe can be! So even of we can't fully fix it, should still be good for presenting to Kobblav.

>>1132749
And we all know two is better than one!

Trail these motherfuckers to their camp

1. Professionals keep their best stock for the discerning customers.

But this is about getting her somewhere private so you can talk about how you're fascinated with her gigantic mammaries.

1. but emphasize how expensive it would be to even take a PEEK! more expensive than she could probably afford unless she offered something of equally private value. this is your private appetizing collection after all

1. But add a strict non-disclosure/privacy/patent contract, or equivalent protection/insurance from mischief, fraud, date sabotage, theft or such on her part, with the penalty being a hefty fine or major inconvenience (e.g. having to work for you to pay for any damages/mischief caused).

In exchange she gets to see the cream of the crop for a premium price but doesn't get to share or disclose any of it until it's been tailored/made for her (which will also probably cost a bit given her size and demand).

Also, jokingly ask whether she's flirting with you / amorous with such a request or being serious about it.

I think Tina just has a tendency to speak her mind. She seems to be asking these questions fairly innocently. Find something small. Lace adornments you can add back yourself later. I’m sure you could quickly separate some from the trimming of some underwear you have, potentially? Then you can get to work commissioning her a much bigger snack!

>>1132602
Some clarification, cuz of Discord things! Tina seems to care about the lace and not what clothing it was formerly attached to. My suggestion was to remove the lace from the underthings *privately* and *then* give them as a snack.

I keep saying Myao must work for the dev team, it's the only way she keeps getting these games early

At least work with them, or be friends with someone on the inside

who is paying the power bill for this place?

whats to be scared of? its gone now

Bobbydroptables; lolol, hope y'all sanitize your db inputs :P

attack the darkness, did you prepare magic missile?

Arrows? Check and see if game journalist mode is on, and turn that off.

Exhibitionism sounds fun, give the public below a show

>>1132641
Imagine one of the royals/prude angels being on the barge terrace and suddenly getting splattered by mouse cum resulting from this daredevil sexcapade.

Toxoglossa 2026/10/07(Wed)01:57 No. 1132687 ID: fc24be
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“Woah! Where’d they go?” Kasey pauses as the two Gabes drop through a gate and it vanishes.

“Ah, fuck~ don’t stop!” Casey braces herself against the mirror and rocks backwards into her partner. “It’s just a thing Gabe does; they’ll be right back.”

“You three are so weird! Is this normal for guardians?” Kasey shakes her head and starts thrusting again. She ponders how it came to this: going from a simple heist to being balls deep inside her own copy.

“Ah~ no way! We’re pretty unique among guardians, but we get results!” Casey looks back over her shoulder and grins at her doppelgänger. “Besides, isn’t this doing it for you? Bending over your ‘prey’ and fucking them good and hard?”

Kasey plants her feet and glares back at the mouse, “‘Good and hard’ eh? Is that how you want it?”

“Uh huh! Come on and give it to me!”

The changeling hooks her fingers around Casey’s hips and lets herself go, slamming herself deep into her ‘prey’. “Rrrgh, this was supposed to be a simple job! You weird! Fucking! Mice!” Kasey arches herself over her partner’s back and pants as she fucks the mouse against the mirror; working off her frustration in a fury of thrusts. Despite everything, the doppelgänger realizes she’s having fun, even if she refuses to admit it.

The mice are indeed weird AND fucking!

Toxoglossa 2026/10/09(Fri)02:04 No. 1132761 ID: fc24be
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Cole hears the thunderclap of Gabe’s gate distantly through a fog of pleasure. He can feel his muscles beginning to tense and his balls draw up against his thighs. The drive to finish drowns out anything else in the room; leaving only him bouncing back and forth between two horny partners.

Caleb leans down to growl in his ear, “You gonna cum for me?”

The changeling nods, his head wobbling like a puppet on a string. “Aah~ ah!”

The selkie’s lips pull back into a jagged grin. “You just hang on tight then, and focus on keeping your glamour going.”

Cole has only a moment to react before Caleb slams his cock in to the hilt and starts fucking him for real. The fae is knocked breathless by the sudden pounding, driving him up into Kol and making him squeak into the sheets.

“Ohhh, yessssss~ fuckin give it to him, Caleb!~” Kol moans, reeling as his fiancé destroys his ass by proxy. His breath hitches and suddenly he’s cumming all over the sheets, his bouncing cock lacing his thighs white as he’s pounded nice and hard.

The doppelgänger grinds himself against Kol’s clenching tail-hole, his body teetering on the edge of climax. The balance holds for only a moment as Caleb batters against his prostate, relentlessly fucking him into a moaning, gasping orgasm.

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Twist 2026/10/08(Thu)19:36 No. 1132731 ID: f69ece
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(3/5)

Something catches your eye.

From where you are now, just slightly above the crowd, you catch a glimpse of the raised platform.

Twist 2026/10/08(Thu)19:36 No. 1132732 ID: f69ece
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(4/5)

Twist 2026/10/08(Thu)19:36 No. 1132733 ID: f69ece
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(5/5)

……

Is that a fucking bear?

Keep climbing into the rafters. Keep an eye on the bear to see what it does. Maybe it's a dancing bear?

recruit bear to help you climb and smash through the roof

LW 2026/10/08(Thu)01:59 No. 1132720 ID: 0d1c28
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Porala takes her land dwelling companions into the cave.

they all crawl onto the rocks of the cool and damp cave
"it's even colder out of the water." Iolantha moans

The elves huddle together but not much warmth is gained.

the cave seems to extend further on.

>>1132720
So believe it or not but stripping naked and cuddling is actually a survival action right now.

>>1132721
It’s true. Get some rest.

Lesbian Sex would generate heat...

sodden clothes keep you wet longer. even if you don't huddle together you should shed as much as you can, if you're going to rest here

Brett 2026/10/07(Wed)02:48 No. 1132688 ID: 0d1c28
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There is no response

Brett: "...Guys?"

Brett walks towards the doorway it is empty

*Thump*
*Thump*
*Thump*

the source of the thumping is unclear, it may merely be party of the soundtrack

Time for the SINGING CHOPS of one of the stars! Music budget is here!

brett enters. the thumping stops abruptly and there is nothing around. he sighs in relief only to turn and see THE KILLER

The killer slowly opens the door. Before Brett can react, someone from behind strangles him by the neck, strong enough to lift him up while the life chokes out of his eyes. But the killer doesn't let his partner take the frag, and does something...
brutal.

His friends are trying to scare him eh? fair due, he did get them earlier.
He isn't going down without a fight though. Brett slowly turns the knob and then bursts out.
the hallway is empty.

>>1132459
>>1132505
Could also include 3 or 4 but I'm not sure if we're doing multiple options this time.

4) strip them down, as a back up plan, Nacha tore of her clothes, then to off Redcaps, a them has already begun, it could be continued!

3 or 2 and please avoid 1.

4) Let's teach them a lesson in justice by drinking the blood of the clothing store owners who turned all these people into furcoats, Never mind that we are wearing some of them right now, vigilantes get a pass or something.

Then we will impress them by turning Marv into a renewedly strong and youthful vampire!

Let's do the pro gamer move and pay the student for the clothes. Who knows if this vampire thing is going to be a strange phase in your life, and if it ends, your reputation will be destroyed.

>>1132608
Im saying 2. B
Not because i particularly think he should live, but i worry about how raelynn will cope afterwards

Killing him is the only way to eliminate the threat of the devourers, whether he summons them, or someone else who can pry the knowledge from him. As for the Censors, I think we should save them as a last ditch response. Our initial plan didn’t involve contacting them, and until it relies on that, it’s a better play tactically to not betray your people, for diplomacy reasons already stated.

B, We can't side with the Censors without putting Pierre's freedom at risk. We might escape in the chaos of their battle, but given their persistence in following us here, I doubt they'll let us leave with their stolen asset.

2, If you wager the loyalty of your allies and offer to put it in a binding fairy contract, then you have an excuse to gather your allies so that you can bind them to the contract's rules. From there, you can let Serah and Landi take on some of your burden by writing the contract in a way that subtly favors you over your brother. Perhaps an interference clause that guarantees no other member of the circle will intervene, but gives you friends ways they can help you without ceding victory?

1B) its the most straight forward plan, and the least risk

Oh, boy. Its time for real politicking.

3) Reject the duel for now. Focus on your brother's leutenants for now.
Get them to talk with your friends, as well as about themselves. They both clearly have their own dissillusionments with your brother's leadership. Learn exactly what and plan out a better offer.

A) Make Taranis contact the downed censirs, but ONLY to warm them that they are about to be captured and to say nothing about Pierre's true nature.
If the elves find out what he can do, they'll keep him for themselves forever.

We are playing the long game. If we really, REALLY pull our cards right, we can twart Ciarán's extreme plans AND escape the Censors' bars without further bloodshed.

3/3 Buckwheat 2026/10/05(Mon)23:11 No. 1132661 ID: da477c
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She leaves as I slowly creek open the door. Shivers go down my spine as I slowly tip toe in.
Kaari: “O-okay, I-I’m ready.”

Doctor: “Commencing flea shower in three. Two. One.”

I jump as the water starts blasting out like a garden hose.

Doctor: “So, what’s on your mind. What can we talk about to help make you feel more comfortable?”

My mind starts racing about. What if the drain gets clogged and traps me in here! The water could fill up and I’d eventually drown! Wha-what if another creep from that stupid group pulls something like that and water tortures me again for info on Dente!

Kaari: “THIS NIGHT SUCKS!”

Doctor: “Whoa! I know...I get this might a tough thing to deal with but please don’t yell into the microphone. What can I offer to help out?”

Ask if you can keep the shower door open while you shower, to help with your phobia and not feel locked in, just a crack is fine.

just, anything to keep your mind off this. What's the job market like? they heard of any good openings? maybe which of the trades is doing best

Questions!

- Ask if they know the state of, or seen, the patient in room 107, since that's your girlfriend who got hurt / you brought, and might also need flea treatment due to proximity.

- Ask why they are 'horrified' of fleas? Assuming its not a joke/hyperbole. How dangerous are they in a hospital?

- Tell them you had, twice now, the worst day in your life, and you're not sure how to healthily deal with it or the trauma after. And in the medical industry, they likely have such days constantly or see others go through them - how do they cope with such stuff?

- Asking their name would be cool, get to know them. See if there's anything you bond/relate to. Music or hobbies?

- Ask if they know of any support systems, groups, etc. for someone who is skirting on poverty due to a streak of 'bad days' and trauma. Maybe even low-qualification jobs in the medical field? You like helping people, but aren't big and strong to be a firefighter or cop.

- Maybe ask for a positive story to counter the negativity. Was there a day in their job/life that they fondly remember or was particularly positive?

>>1132686
Yeah.
Ask for as much as they can give you about lana. Just... shes ok. Shes gonna be ok.
Try not to crash out and cry cause your adrenaline will be running out.

well neat, we now got a boat, and a working boat engine... now we just have to answer the two questions, does anyone here know how do drive a boat, and how do we get it to drive between islands?

good good, rune power. We would have had trouble if we had to come back here every time we needed fuel

>>1132620
>Did we check if Fern can hold the staff to speak to us?
We did, we get "?"s and "!"s.

>>1132605
Fern! You little genius!
Go you!

...Silv, please headpat Fern for me.

Silence 2026/10/05(Mon)15:09 No. 1132648 ID: 6d1406
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>>1132538
The machine freezes, unable to complete your order. What this could possibly mean could be anything.

Do you wish to engage the Heavy unit anyways, with this in mind now?

So they're all remotes, or they're all AIs. I'd say we still focus the heavy first, then the melee one... While keeping an eye out for a possible fourth Red Mask.

occam's razor, they probably all have pilots

the heavy is still the biggest threat

>>1132648
Ah, dang. Either none of them have pilots, or it can't tell. Tell it to kill the most evasive one then.

Alien Mech: Counter-hack against attempted intrusions from the enemy mechs' hacking attempts. Overwrite their AI!

(2/2) kpwlt 2026/09/03(Thu)13:30 No. 1131607 ID: 127310
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Sam and the group return to Miller and Mary. Mary regards them with an expression halfway between a grimace and a grin.

MARY: “Done.. already?”

SIMONE: “Awh, sorry Mary. Not yet.”

UBERTO: ”We just wanted to know if there was anything else you could tell us about Hella.”

MARY: “She replaced.. Quartermaster, Koroviev. After WOLAND pulled out of the Well. To defend assets here.”

MILLER: “I have heard that she is capable of a great many things.”

MARY: “Hah. Well, I think.. She’s a one- trick pony. Just to put on a show to. Scare away intruders. Her real power… was sent in a letter. Watch for that dark power, don’t get burnt. And you’re golden.”

MILLER: “But look at what she’s done to you! Clearly, her one trick is effective.”

MARY: “Hmmph.”

Hella always appears in the same spot eh? So we have our ambush spot.

Now could we rig the collector's cell to release her exactly when we want. It sounds like we wouldn't want her loose until Hella arrives

>Something to match her Will.

A really high self-esteem! Group hug!

Oh, also, we should probably inscribe Umberto's sword with some powerful script before tricking Hella to show up and ganging up on her.

If it's always exactly the same spot, could we put a trap in that spot? Like, a snare trap? We've got trees around, so if we have access to rope or vine we could put tension on a branch to snap back when she teleports in and snag her.

Can you recall any tricks related to maximising one's Will in any given moment? There have to have been extensive studies on the matter, though I'm uncertain how relevant such measures are to the field of Tryptology. On that subject, though, do you have any knowledge of some form of Tryptological combat? Or means to more effectively imprison?

In any case, combat should be an avoidable last resort now. We have foreknowledge of where she will appear, and we (hopefully) have the means to imprison her, Crown willing. Set up a trap with the net in the spot, and if it misses or she breaks free, fight.

Yamelle-Dama 2026/10/04(Sun)20:53 No. 1132599 ID: 330254
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He brings out the Good Book.

Zimir: Now, then.

Zimir: Children of Amama, I woke up in the morning of last day-of-kyne to a beautiful village with nary a cloud obfuscating the dawn sky. And I thought about how grateful I was to live in Du-Gar after fifteen long and peaceful years.

Zimir: And it was that particular morning which made me reflect on the journey I took when I began as a missionary: traveling town to town, city to city. It was here I felt this village could be the last bastion of a calm, simple living.

Zimir: There’s a yearning within each and every chupian being for good, simpler times--times before life outside our world made first contact.

Zimir: For I had returned from the enclave of Avyndim. Cities are unsurprisingly a different beast, especially when it’s a port for planet-hoppers, so I don’t blame the culture that manifests within their steel highlands. And we are thankful for the amount of innovation the galaxy brings to our blue marble. The gifts brought by innovation are a double-edged sword, however: The first who experience it define ingenuity--but the second define depravity.

Zimir: And it’s natural that such innovation bleeds into the outskirts; like a spill of yam milk it soaks into dirt. It reaches out further and further like a dark hand. Yet by the time it reaches a humble town like ours, it has been filtered like a spring. The time it took to reach us has excised the pollutants it carries.

Zimir: But when you rush its influence, driven by depravity and eager convenience, that’s when it threatens our livelihood.

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Vikta 2026/10/04(Sun)20:55 No. 1132600 ID: 330254
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There’s a careful whispering behind the children; one of their bored friends pops his head over the pew.

Aytem: Psst. Hey. Hey Del.

Zimir: Please turn to your book and read along with me.

Aytem: So your mom and dad forced you to come to church too?

Del: Yeah. I’d rather scrub the bathhouse.

Vikta: And we have daycare later...

Zimir: Our story begins with Emperor Kamura-Freth, who conquered the Okharans and ruled the Kamuraad Lands...

Aytem: Come on, let’s go somewhere else. Me and Lam are gonna sneak away.

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Vikta may as well sneak out as well. Less they be classified as a scaredy cat or the chupian equivalent.

Dama is deep in thought about the bathhouse.

Aytem on the way out ask Vikta and Del if their mom was a nun ever. She looks to be as blessed as them if not more.

Sinful as convenience is... sickness cowers before convenience.

Leave. This luddite wants to teach you to plow in the dirt when you could just rent a combine tractor.

sneak away, mom will appreciate how you keep from being bored without bothering the churchgoers

Oragatt 2026/10/04(Sun)03:54 No. 1132561 ID: 0d1c28
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With Sabria distracted, Oragatt focuses on the other harbinger sisters both mid prayer.
she charges easily knocking aside the second canid conscript, she swings shattering the gauntlet of the rodent priestess and ruining her chant!

Oragatt 2026/10/04(Sun)04:17 No. 1132563 ID: 0d1c28
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But not so for the tall hoofer who completes her prayer!
Oragatt is blasted with holy thunderbolt!
"Gah!! it burns!" she cries out
The sister shakes her head "Your foul god has no power here gargoyle! back to the shadows with you!"

>>1132563
Okay, time to get Ms. Giraffe off the board.

That armor looks sufficiently metallic. Magnetize to push her into the river? Might be able to knock over Mr. Giraffe in the process.

>>1132565

Into the river could be bad. Heroeca is waiting down there, sure, but dropping foes down would mean putting them at the combat height she's bad with.

Magnetize to interrupt prayers is amrt, but instead of dropping her, maybe pull her forward so that she can't hide in the back.

>>1132597
Fair point

We could just try and magnetize her armor off entirely. If she's too embarrassed from being naked, that might throw off her casting game.