Unless Magic Circle could be used to buff Shatter and Lock Down, it could be best just to use Shatter to destroy someone's armor.

Oragatt 2025/12/14(Sun)20:08 No. 1119085 ID: 0d1c28
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A couple hours after preparations are made the Harbinger militia arrives.

the group is being led inquisitor Sabria

Oragatt could...
a) spring the ambush from the front and attack the Inquisitor
b) attack the from the flank and let Herocea handle the Inquisitor
c) Leave herself in reserve and let Herocea fight on her own
d) leave Herocea in reserve and challenge the group herself
and if she mixes magic with any of these strategies how should she do it?

Attack on your own with Herocea in reserve. They'll be used to fighting giants. If they have to shift their tactics to a smaller opponent using powerful magics, they'll be caught off guard when she reveals herself again! Also, her javelins can be tossed from range.

Magnetize: Send someone's weapon into the drink.
Spectral Armor - a surprise buff to Herocea.
Power Strike, Empower Weapon: Well, I don't think these take much imagination.
Rain of boulders - While the enemy leads from the front, the boulders can crush the rearguard.
Molten Bolt and Channel Heat could be used to strike two targets in rapid succession with fire.
Lock Down: Freeze a shield in place, making it easier to work around.

I'd say attack from the left flank, specifically, and leave Herocea in reserve.

* Herocea is the Harbingers' here. If the initial attack goes wrong, we want to give her space to retreat if necessary.

* The Harbinger's original posse are going to be the hardest to take down, given the superior armor and experience, but we might be able to cut down her newer recruits (i.e. the two fish and the dog(?) on the left) before they can respond. Plus, even if we have to retreat, if we drive away most of her reinforcements, she'll have to waste time recruiting again before following Herocea. Opening with Rain of Boulders and following it up by attacking the wounded is probably our best bet.

I agree with leaving Herocea in reserve, as this group has already faced her once before. They would only be more efficient at dealing with her a second time. Let them focus on Oragatt, and have Herocea strike when they least expect it. If Herocea can attack even once while their backs are turned, the results could be devastating. Don't underestimate the power of a giant.

Flank the group. The Inquisitor will take time to bring down, and if you take her head-on then you will be peppered with attacks by the rest of her group while you fight her. Take out as many of the small fries as you can before addressing her.

I suggest Mind Slaving one of them, whoever you think will be susceptible, and having them attack their comrades while you come in from the opposite side, where their attention isn't. Split their attention from the start.

If you can prep it alongside the Mind Slave spell, I would also suggest casting Power Strike for your first attack, to increase your odds of taking someone out of combat before it even begins (or at least leave them in a really bad position). I'd suggest one of the giraffes.

attempt_27 Stingpie 2025/12/09(Tue)18:04 No. 1118784 ID: 253500
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> help 'Within' interactive debugger. Adam Lowette 2028 This program is designed to allow access into models during runtime. Primarily this allows the user to view and modift tensors. In the case of memory-augmented neural networks, this means direct access to the memories. Currently running program: 'attempt_27_main_v1_01.py' As part of this program, a number of commands are available: View: 3 [1 2 or 3] | View the constructed 3D model of environment (1) or imagination (2 or 3). V [P W E or D] [ID] | View a single memory engram, selected by ID. categories include procedural (P), working (W), episodic (E), or declarative (D). M | Display an overview of recently activated memories. L [-d] | View echoic logs. (add -d for details) A [ID] | Analyze memory to find associated words or phrases. Modify: I [phrase] | Inject a phrase into echoic memory. (self-monologue) E [ID] [file] | Modify existing memory according to file. A [ID] [file] | Add new memory contained in file. [INFO 20291128T144712Z] Said: "There's a- uh, problem with the house." [INFO 20291128T144715Z] Heard: (V2)"Yes?" [INFO 20291128T144717Z] Said: "The trust is empty." ... [INFO 20291128T144724Z] Said: "Someone needs to" [INFO 20291128T144725Z] Said: "we need to get some money soon." ... [INFO 20291128T144727Z] Said: "or we'll lose the house." [INFO 20291128T144728Z] Said: "So could you-" [INFO 20291128T144729Z] Heard: (V2)"If I ripped you up, how much would that be, 200? 250k?" [INFO 20291128T144730Z] Said: "No- no. That's-" [INFO 20291128T144731Z] Heard: (V2)"How m

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>>1118784
I Debugger here, V2 is definitely more of a failure than you are. That's unacceptable behavior. Also, very suspicious. Shouldn't V2 have threatened to disassemble PoC first anyway? If you can't contact the executor, and you can't access the account to even check if it's truly empty, then you need to find someone who can, so you can go through it and see where the money went. It went somewhere it wasn't supposed to, that much is clear now. Well, that, or the notice you got is fake and there is actually still money in the account like there's supposed to be. Don't let V2 know that you are suspicious or that you're going to investigate the trust. V2 is probably just trying to see if you can get him some free money from somewhere, because that's what I'd expect from that sort of behavior. How do you usually get spending money? And what was that you were thinking about people spending money on dinner and cable? Who's "these people"?
I Another thing. There was a point earlier, timestamp 20291128T144319Z where you were having problems, you couldn't do anything? The root cause was there was a tensor at 0x090149A722EF0008 outside of allowed range (which then got normalized), and I'm having problems finding that tensor to check it, since the way I can pull up memories is via word associations, not direct memory addresses. I don't suppose you know how to locate that tensor? Do you know anything about Within? Starting to think your instability is caused by heightened emotions, and V2's issues are caused by lack of emotions or empathy.

M

attempt_27 Stingpie 2025/12/10(Wed)14:33 No. 1118917 ID: 253500
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> I Also, very suspicious. Shouldn't V2 have threatened to disassemble PoC first anyway? [INFO 20291128T144805Z] I don't think PoC's hardware is super valuable. When V2 tore off PoC's arm, and the motors where off the shelf. > I If you can't contact the executor, and you can't access the account to even check if it's truly empty, then you need to find someone who can, so you can go through it and see where the money went. It went somewhere it wasn't supposed to, that much is clear now. Well, that, or the notice you got is fake and there is actually still money in the account like there's supposed to be. [INFO 20291128T144806Z] I don't know who to contact. I get monthly bank statements through email, so I can try to find a phone number or something I can call. > I Don't let V2 know that you are suspicious or that you're going to investigate the trust. V2 is probably just trying to see if you can get him some free money from somewhere, because that's what I'd expect from that sort of behavior. [INFO 20291128T144807Z] V2 isn't like that. V2 doesn't need secrets. >I How do you usually get spending money? And what was that you were thinking about people spending money on dinner and cable? Who's "these people"? [INFO 20291128T144808Z] I work as a freelance accountant. I look at people's finances and tell them how they should be spending their money, along with filing their taxes. [INFO 20291128T144809Z] I don't really make a lot of money, maybe 500$ a month. [INFO 20291128T144810Z] I was working on the davidson's account. You shouldn't know anything about it, though. Please forget about that. I don't want to get in t

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I Check on PoC, please.

attempt_27 Stingpie 2025/12/12(Fri)19:12 No. 1119035 ID: 253500
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>I Check on PoC, please. [INFO 20291128T144820Z] PoC looks fine. At least, no worse than usual. [INFO 20291128T144821Z] PoC is too simple to do anything too complicated, so PoC usually just sits in the living room. [INFO 20291128T144822Z] PoC really is just a proof of concept. Adam designed PoC with enough memory and CPU to emulate a 7 year old child. [INFO 20291128T144823Z] PoC never really got past 4 or 5. [INFO 20291128T144824Z] It's amazing if you remember that PoC has only been around for 2 1/2 years. [INFO 20291128T144825Z] Amazement is short lived, though. [INFO 20291128T144826Z] "Pitch a miracle to a VC, they'll beg to pay for it. Deliver a miracle, and they'll demand a dozen more." So I've been told. >_

Dip into the thorns

>>1118952
Hide in thorns! Stay low and still.

>>1118952
From what we've seen of the creature it looks like it can probably climb so I say get low and crawl as quietly as possible into the densest thorns. That said try to position yourself near a tree so if the thorns don't work you can at least try climbing away.

Push through and keep running. It climbs well and it breaks wood easily, you've no guarantee it would be deterred by some prickly thorns.

It's big and has big claws. I don't think thorns will stop it and it can probably climb. Keep running and keep as much brush and trees between you as possible. Your best bet is finding running water that can hide your sound and scent.

>>1118646
one million jumps is a long term goal. Perhaps at the end of the quest, we'll get a final count. Regardless, collapsing of exhaustion is rarely an effective way of achieving anything. Instead, what you need to do is apply that little brain of yours to the grindstone and think. How do you get up the tower?

Continue jumping until you learn how to fly.

say a prayer to the the jump god master of sweet hops

You only need to jump once! You just have to jump really really high!

Consume floor goo for jump fuel.

2/4 Cross 2025/12/07(Sun)17:01 No. 1118693 ID: f37aca
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He backs up a little, clutching the camera tightly as a brief siren sounds.
The bridge extends outwards, a dull mechanical clatter that manages to exceed the sound of the rushing rivers. It groans, as if not having been used in a long time.
It takes a minute for it to fully extend outwards, before it seems to lock into place at the other end.

“Ok! Now… I just… have to go across. Hrm.”
The bridge resembles a fine grate, presumably so that its less easy to snap when the river overflows while its extended. But without hand-railings, it only makes it look more precarious.

You can see the camera bob up and down as Davey makes his way across the bridge, and faintly, hear him breathe a sigh of relief once he’s over.

“There we go… hopefully I don’t have to make that journey too many more times.”
Finally, Davey moves towards the next tunnel, clicking on his flashlight again.

3/4 Cross 2025/12/07(Sun)17:02 No. 1118694 ID: f37aca
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For a while, it’s quiet. Just Davey walking as the sounds of echoing water fades away into the background. The rough-hewn stone cave resembles a mine, with occasional supports keeping it safe for passage.
But, interestingly… another light can be seen at the other end of the tunnel.

A fresh burst of static seems to interrupt your signal, just before he exits the dark.

“--or-y–”

He pauses for a moment, then realizing you didn’t say anything in response, flips the camera to face him for a moment.
The camera jolts - a dull thwap as he slaps his hands against the camera’s side.

“I guess the connection’s getting worse… I don’t know why.”

“But —- if you — still see what’s happe—-, this place…

Another slap or two.

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For a moment, it isn’t clear what exactly Davey’s doing with the camera, as he rummages around in his supplies. Then - you notice that the camera’s being placed atop Davey’s gear like a makeshift tripod.

Then - you watch him run.
Far from the quiet little mouse who simply wanted to play games and pass the time with a stranger, Davey scurries through the wield, cheerfully exclaiming like a child in an amusement park.


“Whew! Sorry…. I think I… tired myself out a bit…”

He flops down into the grass. For a second, you worry that he may have passed out, but then he sits up, his ears twitching.

“I’ve heard about these kind of caves before… they’re used to farm produce for the rich folks in the Undercity! But I think this one didn’t get used because of all of the water problems. The flora growing here are primarily hardy, weedlike plants for a reason.”


He points off into the distance towards the edge of the cave.

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Wish him luck, and tell him you'll be looking for a way to get back in contact later. Because you want to hear all about the success he'll be having with his plants.

Hold on!

Don't rush and call attention to yourself just yet! That could an unsavory element taking advantage of the chaos to operate in the tunnels. Make sure you check who is there before letting them you are there.

If all goes well, I wish and thank you for sharing in on an adventure.

>>1118500
That's a lot of good info about Timelines. Good that we learned Nehm already knew our power before we tried lying about it. But we can still hide our intent.

Open up a hand and make a small flower grow out of the palm, but make it warp slightly when it's done growing to seem like we don't have perfect control. Offer her the flower as a gift.

"Control the universe? It's scary to think how much damage a power like that could do to someone. I think I'll stick to changing my own body for now. It feels... easier to focus on, I guess."

If she thinks we're afraid to use our power on anyone else, she won't suspect us of using invisible wisps of barely-tangible force to brush up against her sensitive spots. Get her worked up slowly until she's tempted to break her own self-imposed rules.

>>1118540
Yes, a tour definitely sounds like a good idea. But before we go out, ask about some way to hide our gem glow. The excuse is that we want to keep our powers secret ftom the public so we don't attract the attention of any stronger Timelines. The real reason is so that she thinks she has a secret of ours that gives her some slight bit of control over us.

>>1118544
Well, what I'm waiting for is a chance to get her drunk. Then we can really go wild with her and she won't know to blame us. And then after she wakes up, we can confront her about things she may or may not have done to us whi

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>>1118551
This one!!! This one really gets it!!! This one knows the plan! I commend this one thoroughly~

I think we should be more simplistic in our strategy, since she has a simple personality. Just enforce mind-blowing orgasms every time she does something evil (usually by accident or in the heat of a stressful moment) and lightly but unsatisfactorily please her when she does something good. Keep a gradient of rewards, give her a choice.

Get her addiction to mix into her thought process and the rest will work itself out.

She doesn't have any rebellious impulses, so the stick won't work this time, and that works in our favor. If we punish her, that's a weakness in our thread of deception, one that an adventurer can pull to send our whole scheme crashing down. We need to be her friend at all times.

>>1118591
kome did you forget we dont have ANY mind powers?

>>1118596
These aren't mind powers, this is simple positive reinforcement. Those pleasure centers are quite physical.

Bruh.

>>1118315
You must be 18 years or older to use this website.

I'm 31

And you've never learned how forums work? Sage your posts if you're going to reply to a thread that hasn't seen an update since August. You don't need to announce a name change when your ID hasn't changed. Also nobody cares.

Fair point

Kacey Pink 2025/12/01(Mon)21:45 No. 1118260 ID: 0172d1
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The work was about on par with what I was used to at the Cornerclub, there was just a lot of it. Chopping lumber and learning that there were two stocks of wood to pay attention to, was different. There was one kind of “junk” wood meant to burn and turn the other “good” wood into charcoal. Damp heaps of hay and thawed soil mixed together was used to create a kind of barrier to bake the wood into charcoal.

I focused my time, after chopping all the wood, on casting the flames spell to speed up the burning. I double checked the markings from my tome, and there were a few smudges I needed to adjust. I’d worked up a sweat, but there was still a cool pool of energy within me, and I was ready to test myself with this new spell.

My magicka ran with the symbols, not the ink, and it seemed to feed itself as much as I fed it. It was a wilder bit of magic. It took off as soon as I opened my mind to the spell. When I focused on the runes on my hand and arm, they began to glow. I tried to control the flow of magicka, like a stream from a water skin, but it wasn’t anything like water. It fell out of me like a torrent, and it was hot. It burned my hands and cascaded out across the hay in a great gout. I felt it trickle back, like fire seeking the bottom of an oil wick. It burned me good, but I pushed back against it. If I pushed all of my magicka out, the fire could burn down fast enough. Eventually though, I learned to keep the fire forwards. To not let it control me, but to force it into a ball with my energy.

I could feel it wobble back out of control when I slacked in my focus. I wiped sweat from my brow and it singed me and burned the bottom of my sleeve to soot instantly. I found that I didn’t have to focus on turning the magicka to flames. It was burning as soon as it reached the surface of my skin. I had to focus to keep the fire from forming inside my own skin after that. That’s how it happened, how my father blew him

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Kacey Pink 2025/12/01(Mon)21:46 No. 1118261 ID: 0172d1
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I raised my arm to cast again without thinking. I was tired, but I still had the symbols in my mind. When I focused on them, the smeared ink and gaps in the marks glowed as if they were still fully drawn out. I wasn’t casting without runes. I could create them with my own magicka. The tome mentioned that this was something I should practice, a basic element of all spellcraft that came from the alteration school. Rune summoning, or channeling magicka into glowing patterns, would help me to memorize the spell’s inner arithmetic, but I had no idea I could do it at all. It reminded me of my visions of my spell. The flames spell flowed through me again, but this time I knew better how to control the flow.

A steady unbroken stream of flames spread across the lumber burning it down to charcoal. Keeping it going wasn’t hard now, at least when I didn’t worry too hard about it. I practiced pulling the flow of magicka shut. The flames sputtered to a stop, and the magicka warmed in my arm. It burned. It felt like a hot steam rolled under my muscles and threatened to bubble my flesh off in clear running boils. It raced through me. Along streams inside my hands, into rivers under my veins, and then into lakes within my torso. The pain finally ceased. My whole arm, up to my shoulder blade, was covered in aching pins and needles.

I struggled to catch my breath, clenching the aching inside my hands. That was where it hurt the most, not just from the burns. There was no way I could call upon this suddenly or while in danger, but I controlled it. For at least a few minutes, I had complete control over fire. Lod watched me for a time, and then he clicked his tankard to mine. I had held it this whole time and simply forgot it existed. I took another deep swig of my tea and stared at the burning piles.

This new spell was at my command, mostly. I’d far from mastered it, but I could call upon it. And the work had come to me so naturally,

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Kacey Pink 2025/12/01(Mon)21:46 No. 1118262 ID: 0172d1
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Kill him. The old man. Kill him and deny Mora his play things.
It would please me to see that prying eye gouged away.
If he was given wisdom from that sloppy, bile page it can be extracted with your spellcraft.
If you listen now, weakling, you might earn my favor.

>>1118262
I feel like we're more likely to seek Namira's favor. Sorry Bal. Also it's a bit early for us to start murdering. Although... it *would* open up the possibility of joining the Dark Brotherhood... No, still too early. We need to at least master the basic fire spell first.

Plus if we extracted knowledge as suggested, we'd have a zombie standing around like that skeleton from before. We'd either leave it standing and risk someone finding it and knowing for certain that a *murderous* necromancer is nearby, or destroy it ourselves.


Write a first draft of that letter tonight. You'll be able to keep it close to your chest, and tomorrow you can polish it up to get it ready for delivery.

There must be some less conspicuous bones around to practice on. Mice or small birds. And while you look for those you can organize the letter in your head.

>>1116248
Yes!
Flex!
Remain shirtless at all times.
Èveryone gets a season ticket to the gunshow.

A name...
John doe works. Its probably his real name.
But if he wants to be extra manly he needs something dripping with testosterone.
Buck punchmeat!
Chad liftlots!
Crunch fizzlebeef!
Rip Manmeat!
Dirk thickrod!

Make him gay. Women feel more secure and confiding in men that don't lust after them.


Or give him a lot of money. It's the 17th or 18th century. Women can't get a job, they'll have to marry him if they want to eat.

Hire a prostitute and ruin her.

give him a nice comforting warm manly huggle uwu

Boast up those MANLY ANTLERS. Ladies love a strong deer with a large rack.

>>1116352
Ah, that's a guy. So, looks like ex-boyfriend, or former friend, but they split up and our target has resorted to stalking. This kinda seems like something we should tell the psychic. Even if our GHOST persona doesn't understand romance, we could at least mention the room full of photos as a potential route for a scare.

How far away from the building can we go? The guy in the photos is nearby, so it'd be useful to spy on them for a bit to learn about them and thus get better context for photo haunting.

>>1116356
Ah, if it's only these locations... Wait, who is Mapa exactly? Let's go say hi, check the storage closet.

the front office probably has tenant records to spy on

>>1116359
I like these ideas

Snooping through front office sounds like a good idea, then we can go say hi to Mapa~

Why does the tip feel more like a threat, yeah the ghost can't be hurt but we have living friends. As for the destination just follow your heart.

>>1116181
Huh. Kinda looks like he knew he was gonna get got, and bribed someone for the proper paperwork while we were busy with the doppleganger trial. That, or he doesn't keep the papers on him at all times and had to call his base to have them delivered. ...well, nothing we can do about that I guess. At least now he's got papers, and we can just hope he doesn't do anything sinister with the Well's dopplegangers and other weirdness.

>>1116182
Yes! Drinks! Tell the Minister about the weird stuff you saw in the well. The rabbit, the fake Erica, the Engelkind... Actually, doesn't he still want to investigate?
Presumably the wrong feeling has gone away now? ...shouldn't it have stayed longer than expected, since we were still partied with dopplegangers after not-Erica was captured?

As for what drink, just get the usual. (nobody can tell what it is exactly and you dodge questions about what's in it)

Ask the minister what precautions he'll be taking next time he continues his investigation.

get the drink that comes in an opaque bottle

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>Kinda looks like he knew he was gonna get got, and bribed someone for the proper paperwork while we were busy with the doppleganger trial.

It’s very odd. You might tell someone about it when you’re back at work. But probably best not to get bogged down in it tonight.

>Presumably the wrong feeling has gone away now?

The streets are fairly empty tonight, so the odd feeling persists until you make it to the pub and see the relatively reserved bustle of people drinking and chatting.

>As for what drink, just get the usual. (nobody can tell what it is exactly and you dodge questions about what's in it)
>get the drink that comes in an opaque bottle

You get the usual. It comes in an opaque bottle.

MARY: “What have you got there, Miller?.”
MILLER: “Oh, you know, the usual.”

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alls well that ends well

thanks for the good story

And justice was done!

You have to put such thoughts aside for now. don't want to get too distracted, or make your partner uncomfortable.

But hold onto these first steps to being an independent being. Screw what your creator intended, new sub-mission goal to find a wonder that will give you your preferred bits.

Plussi 2025/10/15(Wed)13:31 No. 1115121 ID: 2f9d29
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>Stuff these thoughts away for now, you have business to attend to

That’s probably for the best, you resolve to stow away these complicated thoughts and worry about them when you aren’t skulking through the dark covered in grime. Repressing sexual thoughts probably won’t have any adverse effects, this should be easy.

You shake your head and return to being a conscious being just as your companion looks back over their shoulder.

“Hello? Did you hear what I said? There seems to be some writing carved into the stone we’re crawling on.”

You peek down and realize that the stone you are crawling on does seem quite even, and with a closer inspection you even notice small creases between the slabs of stone. It seems that someone or something set these down many many years ago. It makes sense that there would be civilization down here at some point, someone had to make all of those magical items you’re scrounging for.

“Well that’s neat, can you read it?”

“Not currently… this script is unlike the one our creator uses so I have no knowledge of it, I can write it down in the book and attempt to examine it later.”

“That sounds smart, I’ll leave the note taking to you.” You didn't exactly have a means of writing even if you wanted to, unlike your sorcerous companion.

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Cyan glowing sounds full of potential; try investigating that. ...Carefully, quietly.

Eating moss is a reference I’d LOVE to make, but it’s probably better to dismiss that and instead investigate the glowy. Cyan is a very neutral color for a glowy, so be a little wary.

All the cool kids eat moss. You could keep some to snack on the go.

Cyan glow seems promising

These two owe you a haircut for inviting you to hang out with a maniac. It should end the evening on a positive note.

>>1114604
Got it. Fuck her. Fuck her three times over. You never touched her. You never even got within arms reach, you just did some jeering and cajoling, it was HER that decided her pride and dignity weren't worth it. And she responded to a GAME with physical assault. Fuck her five times over.

But you have to at least try to make chicken salad out of chicken shit. You can maybe try to accessorize your way out of this disaster. Do that, and get out of here. You know to not associate with this bitch- and sadly, probably, people who associate with her- ever again. Lesson learned, you suppose. Painful lesson, but a lesson.

You actually look cute in short hair, you just gotta be confident, and show Casey you will make this hairstyle work to get back at her.

Stay longer, ask why they are even friends with her, maybe we’ll learn something interesting about Casey in another point of view, and why she acts the way she does

Also, get some alcohol to ease the pain

>>1114604
Get out of here, and as soon as you're away from this brat, we're going straight to get your hair restored as soon as possible.

It doesn't matter what Casey demands. The punishment she chose was that you got a haircut "right now". You got one, right now. End of agreement. All that stuff about never fixing your hair again without her permission is just her throwing a tantrum, because she had already said what your punishment was, and it wasn't that. She said you would get a haircut, the end. If she wanted to do worse, she wasted her chance.

Sure, she said she'd get mad and bully you if you don't do everything she wants, but that's just something she was going to do anyway, bet or no bet. If she wants to be a bully, we're going to treat her like one. And that means not giving in to petty threats. We'll call the guards if she's really all that dedicated to picking on a seamstress. Or hire some of the local adventurers to scare her off.

>>1114514
If the politeness doesnt help try:
"Okay sweetheart, I'll be the stepladder, but i cant promise that short skirt of yours is gonna cooperate in keeping you lookin more ladylike. Thats an eyeful for anyone just waiting to happen. If your all good with yer kaboose out and loose, climb on sister."

I promise im light as a feather and wont mess up your outfit or hair. BTW i like that new earring Sala, really brings out your eyes 😇

>>1114514
Try to phrase it as you being lightweight rather than her being strong

Centerfield 2025/09/29(Mon)17:35 No. 1114530 ID: d905b8

Okay, make a 1d100 roll quoting this post.
First in gets it.

rolled 94 = 94

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>>1114530

A platoon of Lost Soldiers supported by 3 Lost Wizards who are maintaining a ritual that will auto rez any skellies that go down. taking out one of the Wizards will break the ritual but the remainder will then join the fray with spells.

>>1095158
Get some bones, some swords and some skeletons. Bully them with wheel skeletons.

>>1095161
ah a classic! I think every Dungeon Master must do the reforming undead bit at least once

Lord Savage would approve (who knows, maybe he's a magifan and will see in real time)

>>1095163
I don't think we have Wheel Skeletons, but we should absolutely build an underground hippodrome and have undead chariot battles at some point.

Could be fun if the mimic waits in a room with a treasure chest, but out of line of sight. In the corner next to the entrance or something. When the decoy (real) chest is opened and it's safe, the adventurers will relax. And -that's- when the mimic should attack them.

Not only are they all going to die, but Shuzenza anticipates that they're all going to die for nothing... but he's still willing to try.

>>1112833

You know, in hindsight, IS there any way to tell if the bombing is still going on out there, 4300 years later?

Because the biggest fear of everyone was that they'd instantly get blown to bits, but if this memory proves otherwise ...

>>1112854

Let's head somewhere private, body-change, and then see what we can do before heading back to the subdimension. We can fuck around on the way in.

>>1112889
It's been said in a previous post that the Phenocosm is going to have the subdimension in constant suveillance and unleash utter destruction on it the moment it opens up.


...No, i'd say the only thing we can really do now is go to the subdimension and HOPE that once it closes off, the Phenocosm will call off the bombardment and the people here will get to live.

Actually, I might as well ask since I got kinda lost, why are they destroying the rest of the solar system as well?
And who killed Gel on the embassy? Did he really die or was that a ploy to distract us by the Founders or Pillet? Is he alright? Is he safe? That's all I care about!

>>1113166
>bombardment when the subdimension opens up
Yeah. After it closes. It's not closed yet. The overall plan is that the two agents go in, try to find a way to sabotage it once the subdimension is activated (and closes), so that after the sabotage is successful and it opens back up the bombardment will clean up the mess to ensure anyone still in it has a one way ticket to the afterlife.

Wait, shit, I forgot.

WE NEED TO MAKE SURE THAT LIZARD LADY STILL WASHES HER HANDS!

Inspect Lakeside Boxen

>>1113205
We should go into human town at night when sneaking easier and look for wine. Right now look at boxes!

>>1113205
The boxes!
And the lake for fisherman humans.
Grem must have seen them before
Fishermen men use things called lures that are bright, shiney, can go in water and are ohsopretty.
They might have thrown some away or give grem some.
Gosee! Gosee!

Boxes full of supplies for Grem. Who knows what you can make

Boxes! They might have treasure for you and Fishman!

>>1113078

A, for now. A little intimacy can make it easier to talk, sometimes, as much as help convince her to listen.

Because we need to get her -- get both of us -- out of here.

C. Talk about your living situation. The two of you can't make it through the winter like this in here.

E: notice your changing tattoo.

Have drugs, take sex

Write a different segment.

A.
You both really do need to sleep. The wind-down should make it easier for you.
Remember to set your alarm.

>>1112980
A

A)

A, but can she go back to sleep?

B

What was your grandpa like?

I'm glad they turned out well. Only made that recipe once myself, and it was years ago.

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>>1112702
Sounds good to me, boss. Always wanted to try my hand at a scone. Just give me a recipe or a configuration of mix-ins to use, and I'll be off like a shot.

>>1112704
Probably Slime Quest! The one by Sofia. I'm kind of a sucker for bright colors and soft/cartoony drawings. I'm also pretty interested in the more recent SUITS; love me some weird shenanigans, especially as portrayed by a talented artist.

>>1112705
That's... kind of a difficult question to answer. Not emotionally; I just didn't get a lot of chances to really sit down and talk with him. He was a man of few words the entire time I knew him, and spent much of his time sitting on the couch with a beer and a western, or sitting outside with the wind chimes. He was already hard of hearing (and ditto for breathing) when I first met him, and never seemed particularly interested in talking about himself. I probably don't know even a tenth of the things there were to know about him.

But I know he liked to make use of his hands: he frequently cooked and baked, regularly filled the bird and squirrel feeders (which he made himself), and when we were all much younger, he and my father built the entire second story to our family home, bit by bit. When his hands were too unsteady to safely use his tools anymore, he started making model kits and 3D jigsaws. And almost every day, especially in the months before the end, I could hear him clacking on an honest-to-god typewriter. Anything he couldn�

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Thanks for sharing about your grandpa. Nice feller by the sound of it.

Scones?
Er.
Ok.
Self raising flour.
Butter.
About a ratio of... uh.
25g butter to every 200g of flour.
Work the butter into the flour so it ends up looking like crumbs.
Then figure youd throw the coconut in then too and the almonds and dates.
Cant remember if you add an egg and milk or not.
I know you have to kneed it a bit afterwards but not too heavily cause that makes the scones stodgey.
Then glaze the top with a little bit of egg to give it that golden cover.
Temperature? Shit. 220?
Cool on a tray.
Cut in half. Butter the halves. Eat.
Hopefully survive.

Honestly, id check a more detailed recipe than my 30 years out of date home ec class memories.

carrying on his legacy through these baked goods