Brom 2016/06/11(Sat)18:30 No. 728961 ID: b1960b
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Growen the Corsair's beady eyes scan the horizon through the orthogonal viewport.
He seeks for a sign of movement. If his is the voice that rings out a sighting, he earns the right of third postclash plunder, just below the Captain and the Lancekeeper.
Stryza would be thrilled.

"Hey."

Brom 2016/06/11(Sat)18:30 No. 728962 ID: b1960b
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It's one of the beastfolk sorcerers. Corsairs disdain those who scurry across the dirt, but the Sorcerers of the Beast-Tribe are phenomenally powerful. There's a pair of them aboard, guests of the captain.
"Hey," Growen replies.

"So my wife and I are on honeymoon," the sorcerer says.
"I thought you were here as diplomats," Growen says.
"Little of column A, little of column B," the sorcerer says. "We're kinda preparing for a cultwar at the same time. So two birds one stone."
Growen raises an eyebrow.
"And we don't have--" The sorcerer clears his throat. "What's your name?"
"Growen."
"Bruco. Look so Growen. D'you know if there's a quartermaster or someone I can talk to?" Bruco asks. "We, uh-- we kinda underestimated the number of condoms we'd need."
"Corsairs have no need for such devices," Growen says. "When the female conceives, she simply injects her writing larva into the living walls of the Tyrant Star and it is brought to term in a month, then reared into vicious warriors by the Crechefathers."

"Oh," Bruco says. "Huh."

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"They don't got any," Bruco says.
"What," Strela hisses.

Bruco and Strela are Still Married Brom 2016/06/11(Sat)18:31 No. 728966 ID: b1960b
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Who do you control?

BRUCO or STRELA?

Oh heck, give Bruco some time in the lime(light).

>>728966
Strella

Bruco, for fairness.

bruco!!! it'd be cool to see things from his perspective

Let's be Brunco this time! Also can we summon a spirit who can source us some condoms?

Strela's been adept at outsmarting foes. Let's keep playing her.

Stre-la! Stre-la! Stre-la!

Bruco to be even

brumple

WELP. 69 it is.
At least Strela can Rope Trick Bruco's tongue.

Annd Strela, Of course.

Brom 2016/06/11(Sat)19:25 No. 728991 ID: b1960b
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"We are not doing the 'rhythm method'," Strela says.
"Do you not trust me?"
"Do you know how impossible it is to get seed out of fur?"
"I had a husband," Bruco says. "So."
"Well if they don't have any," Strela says, "then it's time for an incantation."

"Just for-- you sure that's wise?" Bruco asks. "What if we just--" He layers his hands over each other in reverse.
"If I wanted that," Strela says, "I would have sent you off for honey. I sent you off for condoms because I want to show you the Viper Aspect Temple Harvest dance."
"Which requires condoms."
"Nobody can resist the Viper Aspect Temple Harvest dance, Bruco." Strela rolls over. The bangles in her ears jangle. "Fix it."

A]] Let's just do a different thing besides that thing.
B]] I won't jizz on you. Trust me.
C]] OK. Guess I'm summoning the Spirit of Contraception.
D]] We haven't left bed in days, Strel. Don't you want to take a tour or something?
E]] We haven't left bed in days, Strel. We got a job to do.
F]] You summon it.
G]] ________________

>>728991
C. Because why not.

LETS GET OUR SORCERY ON... c. what could possibly go wrong

What's "it"?
(F) For the win.

>>728991
C.
I figure Bruco's been at this long enough to know how to handle most spirit related issues.

>>728991
C

...this spirit always demands something humiliating in return, doesn't it. It has to!

You're not getting C-sick, are you Bruco?

G) Now hold on Strela, have you ever heard of anyone doing this before? I don't want to call up some spirit and have them yammering at me that preventing a life is equivalent on their pay scale to killing someone. I mean that's bullshit but fuckin' spirits, you know?

C, sure.

G from >>729002 just to make sure it's theoretically safe. Assuming it is, C.

>>728991
g) You know, you have two other orifaces Strella.
Or like, you could do me with a strap on. Is the dance compatible with a strap on and monkey Butt?

But I do really vote for c. It just would be rude not to offer since incantations have their own risk.

Brom 2016/06/11(Sat)20:06 No. 729007 ID: b1960b
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"OK." Bruco sighs. "Guess I'm summoning the spirit of contraception."
"Yesss." Strela rolls herself up in the covers. "It will be so worth it, Bruco Bandara. I promise."

Bruco puts a palm on his focus, closes his eyes, and clears his mind of everything but his goal.
Since that's sex with his wife, it's not particularly difficult.

Brom 2016/06/11(Sat)20:07 No. 729008 ID: b1960b
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What's shaking, my man?
The name's BLOCKAGE.
Best wingman you will EVER find.
Bruco grimaces.

What we got here?
That your lady? Not bad, for a fleshy mortal.
Let me guess: you're outta johnnys and need some emergency stoppage. Am I right or am I right?
You're right.
I'm right. I KNEW I was right.
Right.

This is what I need from ya, and ya got the weekend to get it to me, so no sweat, hot stuff.

I need my name, uttered by a beautiful woman at the peak of ecstasy.
Your name being Blockage.
That's right, kid. BLOCKAGE. Don't gotta be her, don't gotta be now.
What else?
I need you to gimme a very public display of affection of your choice. That's right. PDA.
Great.
And FINALLY, I need a pair of her panties.
Oh my god. Why.
Nothing weird. Spirit reasons. I just do. And ya CAN'T tell your wife I need that. So figure THAT one out.

>>729008
These seem like startlingly reasonable trades. Sure.

Define very public
And how do I offer you her panties? Wear them on my head?

do we have a time limit on any of these demands? actually wait. don't ask. if he doesn't specify we can consider it indefinite.

.......... i wonder if we can figure out a cantrip. maybe we can booby trap the panties. (ha)

>>729008
Spread the awkward silliness around. "You gotta yell 'blockage' during. Don't even ask what I gotta do."

>panties
Well that should be easy, just raid the luggage. Or offer to do the laundry.

>And ya CAN'T tell your wife I need that. So figure THAT one out.
Ever? Or just not until later? Cause I don't really wanna start keeping secrets on the honeymoon, and she'll probably get a laugh out of that, eventually.

So does this mean you're covering us for the weekend, or just for the one session?


...does this kind of thing really help with the evil stone arrows from space?

Unless you can one-up Block and trick him, I'd say NO.

... Does Strela even wear panties? I was always under the impression you tribal types went commando.

Anyway. How long will Blockage's services last? And, uh, how exactly does he do the job? You don't want your little partner in crime exploding on you.

>>729011
Normally the time limit is a day. He gave us the weekend, though.

>>729008
Sure. You can do that stuff.

He didn't specify used panties so just grab some random pair from her underwear drawer while she's sleeping.

Also jeez you have got to get back to work after this.

>its name uttered by a beautiful woman at the peak of ecstasy.
Easy. Just tell Strela and she'll handle it.

>PDA
No sweat. The Star has a cafeteria, right? Just stroll in with Strela and give her a nice, long, deep kiss.

>panties
Not a problem. Offer to do the laundry and sneak a pair. Buy Strela something nice as an apology once you're planetside.

Does the Tyrant Star have a library? We can do the first two simultaneously. Write something for her to read, and challenge her to keep a straight face throughout while you can do... anything to her. Circle a passage for her to skip to during 'the good part' that has blockage written as many times as simianly possible.

We can't fuck Strela properly until we have Blockage's help and we can't get it until she says his name, though. Oral better count.

>>729021
BLOCKAGE grants us his boon before we need to fulfill the terms of the agreement. The catch is that if we can't hold up our end of the deal, bad things happen. ...Unless we can somehow trick BLOCKAGE.

This seems like a lot of bullshit for some contraception.

And his name's Blockage? He gonna block your dick? He gonna be IN your dick?

I have reservations.

>>729027
Yeah, what exactly is he going to do to/with our junk?

this better be for all weekend, mang

Brom 2016/06/11(Sat)22:06 No. 729045 ID: b1960b
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>>729010
Either in front of a lot of people, or someone important.

>>729027
There's little tadpole things inside of you that make a baby.
I make sure they can't leave.

>>729030
Done deal.

Have fun, you two!

Brom 2016/06/11(Sat)22:07 No. 729046 ID: b1960b
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Bruco opens his eyes and Strela is standing in front of him, naked except for a beaded bra and her Viper earrings.
"You got it?"
"I got it."
"Then put that thing away," Strela says, fingers curling around his focus, "and take your shirt off. I need you to stand in the middle of the room. And don't lock your knees."
"Why?"
"The Viper Aspect Temple Harvest Dance is traditionally done with the aid of a Temple pillar," Strela says. "I don't have one of those so I'm going to have to borrow you." She limbers up. "Get ready to support a lot of my weight. It's gonna be a workout."
"How long's it last?"
"As long as you can stand it, lover boy."

Brom 2016/06/11(Sat)22:07 No. 729047 ID: b1960b
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"I tried to be a sorceress once."

The Captain of the Tyrant Star watches the sky, her back to them both.
"The sorcelated spirit blood you drink to trap your spirits," she says. "I thought perhaps I would try for that power. So I captured a sorceress, took her focus, bound her, cut her throat, and drank from her. But the blood granted me no power."
Her black crown floats between her huge horns of its own volition.
"So now I think I ought to be friends with them instead," she says.

Strela wiggles an eyebrow at Bruco. He covers his smirk and tries to take this as seriously as he can.
The Sunken Cult looms large in both of their minds. The Bandara and Leonial tribes are strong, but in their research they have uncovered disheartening depth and number of their foes. They need allies and advantage to survive.

"Bruco Leonial Bandara and Strela Bandara Leonial." The Captain turns back to them. Her face is porcelain-doll. "I hope you've been enjoying the Star."
"It is a marvel of cruelty, your eminence," Strela says.
"Yes." The captain's mouth does not visibly move when she speaks. "It is the apex predator of Daranarache. I am its queen and consort. I have not had diplomatic guests for a very long time, and so you will forgive my directness. I wonder what I can do for you, sorcerers, and I wonder also what you can do for me."

A]] ________________

>>729047
"There's a doom cult that's going to end everything soon, we need some way to stop that. As for what we can do for you, we got that magic."
Give Strela a hug-to-kiss, fulfilling that one thing we gotta do.
"Which involve a lot of very risky bargaining to make work. That was partially fulfilling one of said bargains."

>>729051
"The other part is because I love her."

Explain the basic situation. There is profit to be made for the S.S. Tyrant, but only if they can fix the planet in time.

Also, you're going to need a small group of idle workers who have the capacity to look at something disturbing and embarrassing and not care about it. Part of a contract, and such.

>>729051
>>729065
Basically.
If she helps them, she helps herself.
No world means no plunder, and no Corsair would stand for that!

The cult is a strong enemy, but one without allies. Uncomplicated prey. Plus they've got giant gold statues and junk.

We're not going to try any "take two out with one stone" nonsense either, no quarrel with the Tyrant Star.

Our warriors are strong but our foe far outstrip us in numbers.
We need more soldiers to stand with us.

As for what we can do for you... In the short term.. That's why we're here. Surely there's something you desire beyond even your reach. A Treasure? Forgotten magic? A particular head that stubbornly remains attached to the shoulders beneath it? We can get it for you.

In the long term... There is a great darkness coming... One that threatens to devour all, even your Tyrant Star. Forge a friendship now, and you'll need not face it alone. We will stick with you until the end.

>>729070
Oh, yeah. There is also the part about the apocacult having ABSURD VOLUMES OF WEALTH.

Brom 2016/06/12(Sun)14:28 No. 729170 ID: b1960b
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"There's a doom cult," Bruco says. "The sunken cult, that's going to end everything soon, and we need some way to stop that."
"The Sunken cult." The Captain nods. "The white stones."
"You know them?" Bruco is taken aback.
"I do."
"So there's your reason. No world means no plunder."

"The cult is a single boil on the skin of a plague corpse," The Captain says. "They are more significant than many of the land dwellers, but that is to say they are more significant than an anthill. They are a minor symptom of this world's major disease from which there is no salvation. But the Corsairs are not from this world. We are from a place beyond the black stars, in the heart of swirling Daranarache. And when the world is destroyed we will sail from the blast like a virus from a dying cell." Her lip curls up a little at the edge. "You'll have to try again."

"How 'bout just saying the cult has no allies?" Bruco asks. "And lots of big gold statues and junk. They're an uncomplicated prey."

"They are no prey but a predator," The Captain says. "Involving the Tyrant Star would be akin to inviting a dragon to war with a sea serpent. Although... now that I hear myself out loud that is an intriguingly brutal metaphor." Her crown bobs a little higher. "Very well. I am made aware of your request. Now I would know what you offer."

"Magic," Bruco says, and kisses Strela full on the lips.

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"I hope this is not the magic," the Captain says.

"It's bargain-magic," Bruco says. "That was partially fulfilling one of said bargains."
"And what can this kiss-powered magic do?" the Captain asks. Strela is staring daggers at him.
"Anything," Bruco says. "If you pay the price."

"I see." The Captain blinks. A thin layer of film stretches out across her eyes on the upstroke of her lids. "A demonstration is in order, sorcerers. And a repayment for your room and board on the Tyrant Star. I think of two tasks I might give you, where your sorceries might do what my leviathan cannot.

"The first is on a coast, in a town, in a tower in a fortress. There is a weapon, the only of its kind, created by a genius, that can destroy the Tyrant Star. Under its protection the people have grown bold and decadent. I would have the weapon destroyed, that the soft underbelly be exposed, and delivered into the hands of my hellions.

"The second is in a place no mortal thing knows. The Star flies under the especial rule of its Queen alone, but this was not always so. Once he had a King, and besides myself he is the only one who can command my pet. In his exile he has become a man of astounding power, and even were I to find him, I could not kill him: for at a word he could turn the Tyrant Star against me. I would have his head.

"Either of these tasks would equally convince me of your value. The former will be many times less dangerous than the latter, but in its accomplishment you would be dooming a place of a thousand souls or more to destruction by my hand. Both goals, I would remind you, I will, in the fullness of time, execute: but you will be culpable for only one of them. I leave this choice to you, sorcerers, in the interest of learning just who it is I have welcomed onto my vessel."

A]] We'll destroy the weapon. If it'll happen anyway we might as well.
B]] We'll kill the King. I won't sacrifice my conscience for safety.
C]] Can't say I like the sound of either of those, cap.
D]] _________________

>>729172
B.
We need her help, but we're not about to throw an entire world under a bus for it.

A. Grab the warhead schematics, evacuate the city by pointing the warhead straight down, then wait for the Tyrant Starwalkers to pick up the warhead for analysis.

If you kill the king NOW, then there's nobody left to stop the captain from ordering the ship to open fire on the remaining unarmed settlements. If you grab the inventor's other weapons schematics, then you might stand a chance against the King and can convince him to... 'review' his company roster.

D. Lie to her and tell her we'll do B. Then we steal the weapon, ally ourselves with the exiled king, and take the Tyrant Star for ourselves!

A!!

>>729206
That is... an interesting idea. I think we'd need to find out more about the King before doing it, though. I mean what if he's worse?

>>729220
Even if he IS worse, he'd be more thoroughly in our debt. We could negotiate terms from a position of strength before he's got the ship.

Nah, let's betray them both, get a spirit to rip the secret to controlling the Star out, and take it for ourselves. Or at least rid the world of Corsairs.

>betraying the radical space pirates

but guys, they're so cool
the universe is an inherently more metal place with them here

These guys are brutal space pirates living in a horrible living ship. Why are we having second thoughts about this? Everything they do is going to be over the top.

But we need friends like this to save the world.

I vote B. Gives us the opportunity to see if we like the king better than the queen.

>>729245
Taking the ship itself would allow an evacuation plan without having to convince the Corsairs to help with that.

...alternatively, since we have like 100 years left on the planet's lifespan, couldn't we try to replicate whatever bio-tech allows the Tyrant Star to traverse the void between worlds?

One problem with evacuating is that we don't know where we could evacuate TO. The Corsair homeworld is already occupied and I'm sure they would not take kindly to refugees.

B, Bruco.

Brom 2016/06/13(Mon)23:18 No. 729588 ID: b1960b
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"Well I'm not looking to sacrifice my conscience for safety," Bruco says. "We'll kill the--"
"Time for a little and discuss this between ourselves." Strela yanks his collar back away from the Captain. "If it please you, O Serrated One, we will have our decision soon."

"Very well." The edges of the Captain's mouth crinkle unreadable. "One ought not rush into anything, ought one." The skies of Daranarache are unquiet and thunderheaded behind her. "Take as long as you think wise. The Star waits at your pleasure."

Brom 2016/06/13(Mon)23:18 No. 729589 ID: b1960b
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"Bruco Bandara," Strela snarls, as soon as they're out of earshot. "You are developing a habit of speaking for me I do not like. And what was that kiss."

She shakes some of her anger off. "OK my turn for a new ground rule."
The two of them recently hit upon an agreement: whenever one of them establishes a ground rule for their marriage the other gets to go next.
"Whenever one of us has to do something weird or humiliating like that for a spirit we tell the other one first. OK?"

A]] Deal.
B]] What if it's something I'm not allowed to tell you?
C]] I couldn't resist. You're too kissable.
D]] I couldn't resist. It was hilarious.
E]] Me kissing you was humiliating?
F]] I guess I assumed you'd rather kill some powerful king asshole than a couple thousand innocent villagers.
G]] I don't think we oughta do either of those errands. There's a sneakier way to play this.
H]] I'm sorry.
I]] C'mon. Option B sounds a lot more fun.
J]] OK then it's my turn for a ground rule: ________________
K]] ________________

H...and then B.

H, B, and G.
Let's resolve our little marital issue, then pitch the plan to the missus.

B))
K)) sorry option b just seemed like the obvious choice and I'm not used to having my decisions affect people other than myself. Which could either refer how working as a diplomat, or rather any super important job, along with a spouse is new to me, OR that we're deciding the fates of so many lives here for the first time and hopefully the last.

I don't think it's advisable to openly plot treachery anywhere on the Tyrant Star itself, given how well the captain can control it.

H and B.

A, B, G.

>>729594
Oh... good point. We should do that once we leave.

B>E>F>I>H(about the talking for you thing)
Then
G(Later, Either when off the star or when in a dual commune)

J) Unless it's something the spirit explicitly said we can't tell each other about, for whatever dickish inexplicable spirit-reason, in which case it has to be implied. On a completely unrelated note, gimme your panties.

Remember, Blockage just said we can't tell her, not that she can't find out.

>>729598
This, up until G. What's your plan, exactly?

A, B, H, I?

>>729602
If we can capture the spirit of contraception, we may be able to render the Tyrant Star barren at our will, making the corsairs unable to reproduce.

Combine this with a Super Weapon and/or Allied Usurper, and we have just the leverage we need to make sure they remain in line with our goals.

They give zero fucks about the fate of our world. Aside from the friends with sorcerers line (Which made it sound like what she really wants to do is study us) They have made it clear that they don't need friends, as they are confident that they can overcome any obstacle themselves. I fear they will toss us aside once we are no longer convenient. That must not happen.

>>729609
Cantrips are usually more along the lines of an animated rope or a sleeping bag of holding, so don't bank on it.

BFIH

Brom 2016/06/14(Tue)19:31 No. 729673 ID: b1960b
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"What if it's something I'm not allowed to tell you?"
Strela sighs unhappily. "Then that I guess is an exception. But I'll try to haggle my way out of it and you should too. And you can't go making my decisions for me like that, Bruco. You know how that gets me."
"I'm sorry." Bruco touches her waist. "I just figured we'd both wanna kill the king. Sounds more fun and less..."
"Evil."
"Yeah."
"And me kissing you was humiliating?"
"You kissing me in front of the Queen of a Big Scary Leviathan was," Strela snaps. "It's called decorum, Bruco! Or at least it's called letting me know first!"
"I'm sorry."
"It's-- Me too." Strela rubs her forehead. "Humiliating was the wrong word. Look: This is what I think is happening.

"I think it's obvious that the Captain isn't being straight with us. She said she's gonna be able to do both of these tasks in the long run but I don't think that's true. The town job she could just do herself. Why would she need us? She could easily just drop a few of her men off outside this coastal town thing and they could destroy the weapon for her. What she wants us to do is what she can't actually do, which is kill this King. I mean she doesn't even have any idea where he is without our magic. She's counting on us having too much of a conscience and volunteering to do her dirty work. So if we do the King she'll do the town, but if we do the town she can't do the king. See?"

"So why's she giving us a choice at all?"
"I don't know. Maybe she's testing us. Trying to see if we're merciless enough to take the advantageous path or if she can take advantage of us. I don't know which we should do but that's just what I'm thinking and I didn't want you to decide without knowing that."

She steps into his arms and cradles his face with her hands. "We have to be a team, loverboy," she says. "The world is tearing itself apart. I feel really, really safe with you, more safe than I have with anyone else, and I want to keep that. Which means we can't hide anything. And-- for the important things anyway-- we need to be in agreement."

A]] Then in the spirit of full disclosure you're really not gonna like what I need you to say next time we're in bed.
B]] I think you're right. If we say we'll give her the town she'll understand we can't be taken advantage of.
C]] If you're right then isn't it in our best interest to kill the King? She'll be more impressed and indebted to us and we'll make sure our new ally doesn't have a dangerous challenger.
D]] I don't see it as a question of a test or anything. I just don't want all that innocent blood on my hands.
E]] ________________________

>>729673
A.

A, and watch what you say. This living ship likely has ears. Follow that A up with a C, and see if you can subtly communicate that there's more going on in your mind about this one.

>>729675
This, and to be sure, don't mention that you know/suspect.

We SO should have picked Strela, she gets smarter the hornier she gets.

And unfortunately she also likes to pick the stupid options on her own when she's endorphined into happy kitty land.

E) "Can we try to trick HER? She's a raider, not a sorceress. We could come up with a result that she hasn't realized."

>>729673
A.

Also B.

>>729673
A, C. I want to kill kingfuck more than I want to betray the person who's so far not done us much wrong.

A.
I'm also all for >>729206.
We just need to wait until we can discuss it without risk of discovery.

A C and
>>729683

>>729695
This

Tracking down the king seems like a better opportunity to figure some leverage over her anyway.

Brom 2016/06/14(Tue)21:45 No. 729733 ID: b1960b
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If you're right," Bruco says, "then isn't it in our best interest to kill the King? She'll be more impressed and indebted to us and we'll make sure our new ally doesn't have a dangerous challenger."

"I'm not convinced the Tyrant Star does the whole 'indebted' thing, Bruco," Strela says.

"Hey now," Bruco says. "Don't go badmouthing them. You never know who's listening."
He raises his eyebrows at Strela.
She squints for a second, then hits on what he's implying. raises them back.
"Maybe we should talk about this later," she says, meaningfully. "I need time to think about it."
"Think I need that too," Bruco says. "Though in the interest of full disclosure, there's something else I gotta ask you about."
"Oh?"
"The spirit kind of needs a favor from you."
Strela frowns. "What kind of favor?"



"That's-- mmm!"
Strela catches her breath. "Keep-- right there. Keep going. Ohgod."
Her fingers thread through his dreadlocks. "Brucoooo. Bruc-- uh-- I I mean-- Block-- mmmmm-- ohgod--"

Brom 2016/06/14(Tue)21:45 No. 729734 ID: b1960b
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"B-- gh--"

Her face scrunches up and her head tilts back in a soundless yowl.

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"It's 'Blockage'." Bruco wipes his chin.

"I know it's fucking blockage stop saying blockage that is such an ugly word blockage," Strela snarls. "That is the worst word in the world."
"He said peak of ecstasy," Bruco says, suppressing his grin.
"Well not everyone can talk at the peak of ecstasy, Bruco." Strela is blushing furiously. "For your information I think my silent orgasm is rather charming."
"Mmmhm." Bruco casually rests her calf on his shoulder. "It is. You want to try again?"
"Augh. No. I'm gonna fucking faint." Strela flops back onto the bed. "Even sorceresses have their limits." She pulls a pillow across her face. "I'm sorry."
Bruco plays with her toes. "It's ok."
"I really don't-- what if I fake one?" Strela asks. "Would... Blockage... be okay with that?"
"Reckon he'd know," Bruco says. "It's his job to know."
Strela peeks out from under her pillow. "So what the fuck do we do if I can't complete his contract?"

A]] __________________

Blockage said "a beautiful woman". He didn't say it had to be Strela. So we'd have to get some other sexually active lady to do it.

Or fight him. Would two sorcerers be enough to fight a spirit?

Get an incantation to help fulfill the bargain. Just an automatic shout of blockage" deal when she has her next oface.

>>729735
Then I have to fight a spirit in my balls, which sort of sounds like a no-win situation.

>>729737
Further ideas on the "other sexually active lady" front:
Are we going out during the weekend? Maybe her penpal friend would agree to a threesome and- no, no, that would be practically exploitative. We're best off just paying some lady to complete the task while fucking their boyfriend or whatever. We'd have to somehow confirm it was done properly though.

I guess we could just fight the spirit, right? It was a pretty punchable spirit, tbh.

Plus if we're going to fight then we don't have to steal Strella's underwear

Have Bruco dress in drag and say it instead?

either fight a spirit, maybe by getting the tyrant star for assistance, or get some other 'beautiful woman' to utter 'Blockage' at the 'peak of ecstasy'. i'm not sure which would be harder.

Lol >>729738

>>729748
He did look pretty punchable.
What's it take to fight a spirit anyway?

Fighting a spirit who's living in your balls seems like a really bad idea.
Go out looking for a sexy Corsair who you can bribe to do it for you I guess. Maybe you could convince the captain /s

You know, I have a new idea. Have Stella eat her favorite food, and then say blockage one she thinks "oh yeah that's the stuff".

Blockage didn't require sexual ecsatcy

>>729781

Well, unless Strela thinks she could have better luck with some other woman, fight it.

Use blockage in a sentence, repeat while romping until conditions are met.

Or just dare Growen to dare Stryza to scream "THERE WILL BE BLOCKAGE IN THE WORMHOLE TO HELL TONIGHT" during their next romp.

Steal panties and make a flag of Undependence while singing about the ^&*( spewing from the teeth of the S.S. Tyrant Star.

And then explain to the Queen that humiliation is the usual price for bored spirits that will do moderate-level tasks.

Brom 2016/06/15(Wed)20:09 No. 729904 ID: b1960b
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To fight a spirit is a difficult thing even when you're prepared to do it. It's a deeply unpredictable, inexact science: there's no one way it ever works.
When that spirit is manifesting itself inside your genitalia, chances are it will work very badly. Blockage is already inside Bruco's body. It could quite easily steal into his heart and still the flow of his blood.

Plus he doesn't want to think about what fighting a spirit living in his dick would look like.

"Well," Bruco says. "Spirit said 'a beautiful woman'. Didn't say it had to be you."
Strela's eyes narrow.
"Or that it had to involve me," Bruco quickly adds.
"Maybe we'll get lucky." Strela slips her underwear back on. "Maybe somewhere in the world there's a handsome ladykiller named Blockage who's going to get lucky this weekend."
Bruco snorts. "Maybe."
"The Great Lothario, Blockage Delgado."
"Think we oughta find a pretty corsair somewhere onboard," Bruco says. "And get them to do it."
"What's this 'we'?"
"You gotta help me find one."
"And put on pants?" Strela rolls over. "Why?"
"Cause I only got eyes for you." Bruco tickles her foot.
"EW, Bruco." Strela sits up, trying to hide her grin. "Fine. But not because you said that."
"Mmhm."
"IN SPITE of you saying that."
"Come on."

"What about her?" Strela whispers, as they pass the Corsair training halls.
"Hey I know that guy." Bruco snaps his fingers a couple of times, trying to remember. "Growlen I think is his name."

Growlen(?) and a lady corsair, who is quite pretty in a spiky sort of way, are leaning against a pillar. He says something to her sotto voce that makes her giggle in a very un-corsair fashion.
Great. Now all Bruco has to do is convince her to say "blockage" next time they're in bed.

Easy.
A]] __________________

>>729904
Well we could always bribe them.

Isn't the queen fascinated with our magic right now?
If we tell them to do it in her presence, she will
likely insist.
That or we could just ask her to issue the order, when we go to tell her our decision.

Hey.

So you know that thing I asked about. Think you could help us out.

>>729904
>in bed
Or you know, when taking ecstasy-like drugs or eating real good food. As long as a peak of pleasure is achieved.

I'd just give her a donut and ask her to say blockage once she takes that first bite of custard

>>729980
>custard

Into the trash. We're talking about pleasure, right? First bite into the middle of a cherry Danish, or the first potato chip out of a bag

Is there anything we can bribe them with?
Ask them if they could do us a magical favour and take it from there?

>>729980
tbh, I don't think Blockage would appreciate us intentionally misinterpreting his words like that.

Yo, it just occurred to me--is there any way we could make him into a cantrip? That would be boss as hell.

Suggestion 2016/06/27(Mon)01:30 No. 732119 ID: b1960b
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"Heyy." Bruco steps out from the corridor. "Growlen, right?"
The coursairs' heads snap round with preternatural speed.

"Growen," Growen says. "Growen Seventhblooded Of The Fifth Venomous Concretion, Arch-Murderer of the Nebulous Outrider and Champion of the Sanguinary Spoke."
"And Consort to the Grand Spearwitch of the Hematic Sisterhood," the She-Corsair adds.
"And that," Growen says.
"Growen," Bruco says. "Right. Who's your friend?"
"This is my bride," Growen says.
"Stryza Thirdblooded of the Fifth Venomous Concretion," the She-Corsair says. "Grand Spearwitch of the Hematic Sisterhood and Murderer-in-Shadow of the Captain of the Barbarous Shrike."
"And Consort to the Champion of the Sanguinary Spoke," Growen says.
"I was getting to it," Stryza says.

"Nice to meet you. Bruco Bandara. Sorcerer of the uh, Bandaras. Sorry if you were in the middle of something."
"Were we?" Stryza says.
"Are you?" Growen says.
"Is he?" Stryza says.
"Yes and um." Bruco clears his throat. "You know that thing? I asked you about?"
"The thing I told you I can't help you with?" Growen says.
"Yeah well actually," Bruco says, "there is something you can help me with, now. The two of you."
"What kind of thing?"
"A favor."
"What kind of favor?"
"A magical favor."

Brom 2016/06/27(Mon)01:33 No. 732120 ID: b1960b
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"You want me to say what?" Stryza Thirdblooded of the Fifth Venomous Concretion, Grand Spearwitch of the Hematic Sisterhood, Murderer-in-Shadow of the Captain of the Barbarous Shrike, and Consort to the Champion of the Sanguinary Spoke, blushes a dark pink.

"'Blockage,'" Bruco says.

From the darkness behind him Strela flashes him a thumbs up.

Growen steps in front of his wife. "Just what the hell kind of game do you think you are playing, monkey man?"
"You really think I'd just be asking this to pull your leg?" Bruco says. "This is what the Spirit requires."
"Why?"
"That ain't a spirit kind of question," Bruco says. "Look if there's something you want in return--"
"What can you offer?" Stryza asks.
Growen balks. "Stryza--"
"It's my solicitation, Growen," Stryza says. "You are not a beautiful woman."
"And you are?"
"The ape thinks so."
"The ape has funny tastes in noses."
"Silence, worm. I am gorgeous. Ape. I would know my reward."
"What kind of reward do you want?"
"I want my own Tyrant Star," Stryza says. "I want to be a Captain."
"Not sure if I can do that one," Bruco says.
"Ask to be able to kill anyone with the snap of your fingers," Growen says.
"Then I want to be able to kill anyone with the snap of my fingers," Stryza says.
"That's a little--"
"Then what kind of reward can you give me, Bandara Sorcerer?"

A]] Offer to do her an incantation: _______________
B]] Offer her gold
C]] Offer her a favor owed
D]] Offer her your word that you will commend her to the Captain of the Tyrant Star
E]] Offer to request that she and Growen be given the chance to accompany you on an important mission
F]] Threaten that you can easily get the captain to make them do it regardless
G]] Threaten them with your powerful magic
H]] ______________

>>732120
A favor owed! Because a problem deferred is like a problem that doesn't exist, right?

Voting for A, then C, then E. The incantation could be summoning a weapon of great strength: a magical poison to dip her spear in, a folding cutlass, an explosive putty, odorless, tasteless, that explodes at the snap of her fingers, or other sign.

>>732120
A) Tell her we can do an incantation for her, but know that the spell has costs. Death spells usually mean the castor would die or some bad shit happens that they really regret.

Condom spells cost simple silly things, but sometimes simple things are difficult for one reason or another. Basically we need a simple request of her that solves a generally simple, if tedious problem. Perhaps a very clean room, or moving a heavy object, or gathering information.

>>732122
I like this idea! ...I worry about what kind of nasty things we'd have to do for the associated Spirit, however. Deals seem to be in theme with whatever the incantation does, which means magically producing a weapon might require some sort of violent act in return. Summoning up deadly poison sounds similarly dark.

Maybe we can do something less morally dubious for her? Enchanting or enhancing her spear perhaps? That sounds relatively neutral. We could make it ever-sharp or extra-durable.

Let's Not offer an incantation and get caught in a long ass string of favors please.

d, and if THAT fails, >>732129 for enchancing spear magic

A favor owed is a bad idea. I like E, though. It's a bit Huck Fin. Let's get her to whitewash this fence for us.

>>732132
The price for enchanting a weapon seems like it would be MUCH steeper than the price for not getting your wife pregnant. This is a really bad idea.

D, E, or if that fails F.

Meant to link to >>732122

H) It occurred to me that you're bisexual, so just offer to help them with their sexual experimentation, anything OTHER than screwing the wife. A sexual favor for a sexual favor, simple.

Strella might laugh if she watches. Let her.

E, D

E!

Brom 2016/06/29(Wed)23:27 No. 732741 ID: b1960b
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"I can personally request of the Captain your presence on a very important mission," Bruco says. "One direct from the boss herself."

"Ooooh." Stryza leans in. "From Her Most High Serrated Fearsomeness?"
Growen's brow furrows. "What kind of mission?"

"Oh Brukiee." Strela's voice, singsong, from around the corner. "Can you come here a minute?"

Bruco glances back. "Give me a second?"
"We are busy corsairs," Growen says.
"I'm a busy corsair," Stryza says. "Growen, fortunately for you, is idle enough that I am forced to clear great swathes of my schedule for him."
"We'll be here for five minutes," Growen says.
"Two," Stryza says.
"Four," Growen says.
"He only wanted a second," Stryza says.

Bruco has already excused himself.

He rounds the corner and Strela sticks her hand on his face.

I've incanted us some privacy, she says, but instead of speaking she thinks it and it goes right into Bruco's head. You're right. We never know who's listening.
So did you have some kind of plan? Because I think we can convince them better if we know what we're doing.
And obviously if we're thinking of doing something underhanded bringing those big spiky toucans along could complicate things.

>>732741
That assumes they're not ruthless or ambitious. The Queen looks like she rules via fear, not love, and it probably wouldn't be that hard to turn them against her. Although then we'd have to deal with them and she probably knows they'd be treacherous so she'd take measures... yeah, Strela is right.

>>732741
Well, depending on how the mission goes and the more we learn about the toucans, the outcomes will be either finishing the mission as instructed, killing the toucans or otherwise incapacitating them, or convince them to betray their queen.

I'm getting a bit desperate and thinking less because blockage is in my dick, totally willing to explode it. If you'd like to incantation a temporary body or gender swap later and learn why men love their penis's so much, that sounds like a fun learning experience if possible.

>>732744
Naaaaaaah, now's not a good time to fuck around, metaphorically or literally, regardless of your fetishes.

>>732741
No plan, we'll figure it out. Maybe they're loyal to her power instead of her? Maybe it's understandable if they don't come back from such a dangerous mission?

We'll feel it out.

These Guys will surly stab us in the back once we cease to be useful. I bet that genius enemy of theirs could make us our own Anti-Tyrant Star weapon, or at the very least lend us some Legitimate aid in return for utilizing theirs to dispatch this fiend.
The downside in this is that the queen will surely expect such a double cross if we agree to destroy the weapon. We'll need to obtain her rivals head to put ourselves in the position to spring the trap.

>>732773

Brom 2016/06/30(Thu)21:32 No. 732961 ID: b1960b
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Ain't got a plan, Bruco says.

You don't?

Yeah I was thinkin' we'll just feel it out.


Are you seriously going--
Strela pauses.
If you were a Leonial I'd say you're crazy, she says.

Good thing you married a Bandara, Bruco says.

Is it?

Yep. Bruco winks. You'll see.

We should at least nail down which one we're telling them we'll do, Strela says. My vote's still that town but I'm willing to be convinced.

A]] Town it is.
B]] Let's assassinate the King.
C]] ________________

>>732961
Sneak into the town.
Steal the weapon.

A) 2 on stealth 2 raiders on standby let's do it

I think B is the task more suited to bringing along 2 corsairs.

>>732997
>hey let's invite 2 warriors so they can sit back and watch
You can't be the real kome.

Tell them we'll do the assassination, but
>>732962
I want that weapon.

B and please let's not try anything tricky. I don't trust us not to fuck it up.

C) Cry.

hey strela, what do you think about doublecrossing the captain?

A.

>>732961
B. Let's get this done before there's complications.

Brom 2016/07/13(Wed)14:42 No. 735568 ID: b1960b
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The Captain does not turn to look as Bruco, Strela, and their mercenary corsairs reenter her throne room. She is gazing out into the night void of Daranarache.

Far away in the darkest night in the world, a dim, flickering brightstar, swarmed by its photonegative adversaries, struggles to cast its glow into the umbra.

"You have returned with an entourage." The Captain's gaze is fixed on the star. "And, I might hope, a decision."
"We have, O Shuddersome Queen," Strela says. "We will kill the Tyrant Star's King."
"I am gratified to hear it," the Captain says.

"And, uh, there's somethin else," Bruco says.
Strela squeezes his hand.
"We were wondering if we could bring these two along," Bruco says. "As backup."

"Name yourselves," the Captain says.
"Stryza Thirdblooded of the Fifth Venomous Concretion, Grand Spearwitch of the Hematic Sisterhood, Murderer-in-Shadow of the Captain of the Barbarous Shrike, and Consort to the Champion of the Sanguinary Spoke."
"Growen Seventhblooded Of The Fifth Venomous Concretion, Arch-Murderer of the Nebulous Outrider, Champion of the Sanguinary Spoke, and Consort to the Grand Spearwitch of the Hematic Sisterhood."

"You are known to me," the Captain says. "The lover-dissenters."
Growen and Stryza exchange looks.
"I will grant you their services, sorcerers," the Captain says.
The corsairs exhale their shared relief.
"And now I would know when you will do this deed for me," the Captain says, "and what more you require."

A]] If you could give us some time to prepare and research the required incantations, we'd be grateful.
B]] The first step is to find him. Easy enough to do with an incantation. We can do it right now.
C]] Is there anyone else you might spare? The more spears the merrier.
D]] Maybe a vessel of our own. A smaller one we could track the King with.
E]] Do you have weapons for us? Bewitched ones, maybe?
F]] There was something else I was wondering if you could give us: _____________
G]] I have a question about the task you've given us: _____________
H]] ______________

Sounds familiar
A and D - flesh vessels are rad

A & D.

>>735568
H, confer with Strela.

A, and give us the D.

A. They need prep time.

A and D
>>735603
Fleshels

Brom 2016/07/17(Sun)01:36 No. 736413 ID: b1960b
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"Well, uh. Your spookiness. Do these things come smaller?"
"Things?" The Captain blinks. "Ships. Yes."
"So one of those, maybe," Bruco says. "To let us track the King easier, if it please you."
"I will arrange it," the Captain says. "Perhaps we can find one the Star hasn't yet eaten.
"And if you could give us some time to prepare and research the required incantations, we'd be grateful," Strela adds.
"Awww, research?" Bruco whispers.
Strela elbows him in the rib. "Research, monkey boy."
"You may take as long as you require," the Captain says. "Provided you do not require over a week."
"More than generous, Conqueress." Strela bows low. "It will be our honor to serve."
She nudges the back of Bruco's leg with her foot. He bows too.

As soon as they're out of the throne room Stryza leaps into Growen's arms.
"We're ROYAL ASSASSINS!" she sings.
Growen twirls her. "With our own ship!"
Strela coughs.
Growen deposits his consort back onto the ground. "I mean: You don't know how to drive it, right?"
"True," Bruco says.
"Don't you fear, sorcerers," Growen says. "Leave that in our capable claws."
"Oooh and the thing," Stryza says. "The-- the-- what was the word--"
"Blockage?" Bruco offers.
"BLOCKAGE. Come on." Stryza yanks Growen away. "You're gonna blockage the hell out of me. Assassins!!!"
Growen lets himself be pulled away from the vestibule.
"We'll just-- we'll let you know," he calls.

"They seem enthusiastic," Strela says. "Hopefully they prove themselves valuable. NOW: Research."
Bruco grimaces. "My favorite."
"You dragged all my books aboard, loverboy," Strela says. "It would be a slap in the face if we didn't use them." She notes the look on her beau's face. "Well, I can use them. You can give me a backrub while I do. We have all week, after all."

What kind of Spirit assistance should Bruco and Strela research to help them find the King?

A]] A Spirit of Knowing who could give them the direct knowledge of where he is. The price would have something to do with the mind or memory.
B]] A Spirit of Tracking which could suss out and follow the trail of the King over time; this would be slower but the price would be lower, and more having to do with seeking and discovery.
C]] A Spirit of Transportation which could directly possess the ship Bruco and Strela borrow, to ferry them toward the King directly. The price would involve a journey or pilgrimage.
D]] A Spirit of Teleportation which could blink the sorcerers instantly to the King. The ultimate, speedy ambush, at a considerably steeper cost than any of the other options.
E]] ____________

>>736413
b or c i say.

>>736413
Hey, I think Stryza just said blockage at the height of ecstasy just now. Sweet, one more part of the contract down.

B

C) A Spirit of Transportation. Now, I'm not saying we should doublecross him or anything but I think it would really pull the wool over his eyes if we fed him to the Tyrant Star before the contract was up. The trick is not being onboard when it happens.

>>736421
Let's go with that.

C

Oooh >>736421

>>736983
>>736421
Clever... but how are we gonna drink the ships blood as it dies?
We would want Transportation's power, not give it to the star.

Brom 2016/08/22(Mon)23:39 No. 744038 ID: b1960b
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Strela's leatherbound tomes and musty vellum scrolls are spread out across the bed, along with much of Strela's clothes, and Bruco's to boot, because they only have the contraception charm for the weekend and they can't let it go to waste.

Strela is reading Brastrod's Treatise of the Tramontane
Bruco is massaging Strela's feet, having moved down from her back, with a pitstop at her hindquarters.

"Where did you learn to do this?" Strela purrs.
"Captured a spirit of amazing footrubs." Bruco kneads her ankle.
"I could almost believe that." She tickles his stomach with her other foot. "Pass me Vaporous Intimations. I need to cross reference."
"Which izzat?"
She points at a book with her toe and Bruco slides it up across the bed. She cracks it open and lays it across her arm. "Why don't you like to read, Bruco?" she asks.

A]] Drop her foot and pick up a book. I don't mind it.
B]] It's boring.
C]] I read. Just not the kinda books you have.
--1]] I like ones with some action in em.
--2]] I like ones with some romance in em.
--3]] I like ones with some pictures in em.
D]] I don't see why you'd read about magic and such when you can do it instead.
E]] Guess I just never really grew up with them in Bandara country.
F]] When my sister was teaching me sorcery she always told me that books were just learning without risk, which ain't really learning at all.
G]] Why don't you dislike it?
H]] Cuz I'd rather just rub up on my wife instead.
I]] __________________

F because it's bad ass

E.
Monkey has no need of book.

G, D.
"Why don't you dislike it? I don't see why you'd read about magic and such when you can do it instead."

F.

E, F, D, then H.

C3 F G H

H, D

>>744044
True.

Brom 2016/08/23(Tue)13:21 No. 744083 ID: b1960b
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"Guess I don't see why you'd read about magic when you can do magic," Bruco says.
"Sorcery is bigger than doing." Strela turns a page. "Sorcery is the thread of the world. And I aim to pick at it."
"To unravel it?"
"Mhm! And see its insides."
"When my sister was teaching me sorcery she told me books were just learning without risk," Bruco says. "And that ain't really learning at all."
"Do you know what happened to Brastrod?" Strela taps Treatise of the Tramontane.
"What?"
"He meddled with spirits," Strela says. "He experimented with strange summons and tangential powers. Always disobeying the cardinal rule of sorcery, that you must take exactly as much power as you require and no more. And one day he formulated an incantation that would let him cross a hundred miles with a single step, and tore himself in half."
"Damn."
"I don't want to know what I deserve to know," Strela says. "Or what is safe to know. I want to know everything. Not just my lifetime but his lifetime. And their lifetimes." She gathers her books close. "But I don't want to tear myself in half either."
"I'd sooner just rub up on my wife." Bruco's moved on to her calves.
Strela scoots closer. "That is an acceptable use of your time."
Bruco moves up to her hamstrings. "What about this?"
"Mmmm. Bruco. That feels good."
Bruco's hands trail down to her inner thigh, where it's warmer and fuller. She spreads her legs a little. "Your hands are so--" She trails off.
"Hm?"
"Found it!" Strela flips round and sits up. She holds up a book. "Despite your distractions, monkey boy, I have located the perfect candidate for our Transportation spirit. Perengrinate."
"What are my hands?"
"Forget about your hands, Bruco. We've got incantations to weave!" Strela waves the book at him. "Do you want to summon this one or shall I?"

A]] I'll do it.
B]] Your turn.
C]] Your turn. [Transfer perspective to Strela]

C!

C!
The cat came back/The very next day!

What, right now? What about gathering supplies, the Corsairs we promised we'd let help - and clothes?
After saying that, C.

C

C (Yay)

Strela time! C!

Brom 2016/08/23(Tue)23:25 No. 744157 ID: b1960b
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"Don'tcha think we oughta gather supplies?" Bruco asks. "Or at least clothing?"
"That can happen after we learn the price," Strela says. "I'll just let the spirit know we'll need it to possess our boat once we get it. I'm sure it will be thrilled. If I were a spirit and I had the chance to possess a boat I would be. A flying boat."
"Well." Bruco snorts. "That ain't wrong. Your turn."
"It is." Strela fishes around in her discarded clothes until she finds her focus. She stands up and paces the room, looking for a good spot. Bruco lays back and enjoys the view.
Strela finds a spot on the floor that speaks to her, and sits cross-legged.
"OK," she says. "No distractions."
"Never."
"Seriously."
"All the way over here, honey."
"OK." Strela takes a deep breath and closes her eyes.
She runs her thumb across her focus' fangs. Concentrate. Empty mind. Remember your task. And......

Brom 2016/08/23(Tue)23:26 No. 744158 ID: b1960b
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I am Peregrinate, Sorceress, and I am here to help you.
Quest? Geass? Great journey? Accept no substitutes. Always ask for the best! Ask for Peregrinate. Your destination. My affirmation.
What dream am I making come true?
Strela tells Perengrinate: I need you to take possession of a skyship, and lead it to a man who doesn't want to be found: The king of the Tyrant Star.

A pleasure cruise into an unknown land? An airborne manhunt? Sounds swashbuckling. My specialty.
I can do it for you. No doubt.
Let's talk toll, Sorceress. Now this is a heck of a thing: the king of the Tyrant Star is a well-hidden guy. But my rates are reasonable.

Here's what I need:
The most valuable thing you find at your destination is mine.
The ship, when you're done with it? Has to be destroyed.
You alone must make a journey of a fortnight by foot to the Peak of Skant and exhume the bones of the long-dead Mountain Knight, which I'll also need.
And until you reach your destination, a journey of a different kind; a journey of souls. You and your beau there on the bed are switching bodies.

How's all that strike you?

Loot dibs? Fine.
Destroy the ride? Fine.
Fetch quest? Fine.
Switch bodies? Is this negotiable?

>>744158
I want to be able to take him with me on my joruney to the Peak of Skant. Can we renegotiate that?

>>744158
Valuable how? We're not giving up our target.

>>744160
You can't negotiate with spirits, unless I misremember, you either accept the deal and then try to trap them or refuse.

>>744163
Spirits can be haggled with. A reminder of the rules can be found here: http://tgchan.org/wiki/Bruco_and_Strela_are_Married

>>744158
Ask how the whole save-the-world thing is going.

You need the journey of a fortnight to happen before the journey, right? Save the body switching for the boat ride. It's not a journey I alone make if my husband's body is there too.

Valuable things do not include valuable persons.

"When we're done with it" leaves a lot of room for interpretation. We can decide we're never done with the ship, and that'd give us the opportunity to trap this one.

Holy shit. The most valuable thing there might be the King of the Tyrant Star himself. This could go so right... or so wrong.

Haggle to bring your beau with you to the Peak of Skant.

What about, the most valuable thing that cannot give one power over the Tyrant Star? If we take out the King but lose his Most Terrible Crown That Grants You A Backdoor Into The Tyrant Stars Mind...I don't think our employer will consider that a Job Well Done.

>>744198
this!
plus valuable things dont include valuable persons
plus lets bring bruco to the journey
besides, he is hers and she is his, they are joined, they should sort of be one (item)
.....plus, we select which ship he possesses. wouldnt want him to posess the Tyrant Star.

bodyswap is good though

Yes to all of them but the graverobbing. Never had much of a taste for the stuff. As for value, you can have the loot with the most monetary value that we can get our hands on, rather than sentimental value.

The most valuable thing you take back instead of find. Dont want to be forced to grab trapped loot, or made to carry a gold statue bigger than the ship.

Okay, I think we may have a wonderful opportunity here. We're on a quest to kill the king, but Peregrinate doesn't know that. So if we can define "most valuable thing we find" to be the king, and Peregrinate's subsequent possession thereof to be, well, possession, then we've got an awesome win/win, as follows:
1) Keep whatever loot would otherwise have been spiritually appropriated.
2) Demonstrate the gory side of sorcery for those two lovestruck corsairs so they'll understand and/or respect it a little better.
3) Ritually execute the king to get an awesome travel cantrip.

Biggest potential problem I can see with the soul-swap is that it might mess up martial arts styles to be practicing in the wrong body.

Brom 2016/08/25(Thu)14:17 No. 744354 ID: b1960b
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>>744173
It can happen after. Let's say you have a week after you finish your task to start mine.

>>744281
The graverobbing is nonnegotiable.

>>744285
No deal. If it means exposure to danger, I'm confident you'll be able to handle it.
Don't worry about carrying it.

>>744198
Granted. Interfering in the completion of your mission would go against my guarantee of satisfaction.

>>744160
I'll grant this one to you on this condition: nobody besides you or your husband must realize that you have switched bodies. If they do, you're journeying up the mountain without him.

What do you say, sorceress? Ready for the vacation voyage of your life?

>>744354
>nobody besides you or your husband must realize that you have switched bodies.
Oh hoho.
This'll be fun.
Just give us a minute to clue him in and it's a deal.

i don't think we can talk to bruco before the deal is complete, but yeah, all these terms sound kosher. let's do it, then let's explain it all to bruco.

>I'll grant this one to you on this condition: nobody besides you or your husband must realize that you have switched bodies. If they do, you're journeying up the mountain without him.
...do I get a chance to warn him? The game's gonna be up pretty quick if he's switched by surprise and goes "ah I'm in the wrong body".

Deal.

How about NO.

Renegotiate. You know this will haunt you forever. Seriously, if you're curious then invocate on your own time, not by casually raping your husband.

Can't think of a good reason not to.

Ya!

>>744407
No one was talking about rape, what the fuck are you on about?

we specifically made a rule with bruco that we can't do something weird or humiliating without telling him first. it's probably not a good idea to break a ground rule we set ourselves. at the very least, make the spirit only swap our bodies on commencement of the journey so we can give bruco time to prepare.

>>744458
Then the spirit will probably allow us to stick to that rule. If the only way this could work was forcing us to break a prior agreement would also go against satisfaction.

>>744458
Oh shit, I forgot.
Yeah, discuss it with him now if you can.

>>744466
! yeah

Brom 2016/08/26(Fri)12:56 No. 744564 ID: b1960b
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I need to be able to warn him of what's about to happen.
Why? He'll find out.
This is nonnegotiable.
Well well well. Nonnegotiable from a mortal. That's really something.
We have a deal, sorceress! And you'll have ten seconds.
[i]Fine.
Stellar. We hope you enjoy flying Peregrinate.


Strela's eyes snap open.
"Bruco," she says. "We have to switch bodies."
"Whuh?"
"The spirit says. And we can't tell anybody. I'm sorry!"
"Oh." Bruco blinks. "No prob"

Brom 2016/08/26(Fri)12:57 No. 744565 ID: b1960b
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"--lem." Bruco coughs. "No problem-- whoa."
"Did w--" Strela freezes. She clears her throat. "Did we sw-- oh shit--" She coughs.
It is an incredibly unsettling feeling to think words out and have them come out in a different person's voice. It makes her feel a little sick. "Oh, shit," she repeats, marvelling at the unwelcome bass tone of it. It makes her-- his? throat tingle in such an unfamiliar way.
The ghost silhouette of her nose on either side of her vision is different. She's actually afraid to look down. Bruco is in the same petrified state she is.
He very cautiously moves his hand to his face, flexes his fingers, then moves it to his chest and squishes his left breast. "Dude," he says. He bounces it a little.
Strela works up the courage to look down at herself. Seeing the wide, flat, broad stretch of thick Bruco torso still makes her jump. Her arms are so much lighter-feeling with all the extra Bandara musclepower behind them they lift almost by themselves.
"Pretty good view you got here," Bruco is saying.

Does her voice sound like that?

THIS IS SO WEIRD.

you're not really going to pass up the opportunity for body-swap sex are you

Okay.
This is manageable.
You're both already intimately familiar with each other's bodies.
This is just a different perspective.
You should both take a few minutes to familiarize yourselves with... yourselves.
You should clarify that this isn't permanent and then lay out some kind of plan.

>>744565
The biggest problem is going to be if any combat occurs, since you're both used to martial arts in very different bodies, and the styles you've trained in are sort of unsuited for each other.

Did your skills / powers stay with the body, or did they stay with the personality?

>>744573
basically
>>744566
it works for the weekend

Brom 2016/08/26(Fri)15:22 No. 744582 ID: b1960b
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"Are you thinking," Strela says, carefully, "what I'm thinking?"

"Yep," Bruco says.

"I mean when are we going to get the opportunity to do this again?"
"Mhmm."
"And we need to get used to each other's bodies, right?"
Bruco grins. "We do."
"So," Strela says. "We going for it?"
"I'm ready if you are," Bruco says.

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With a sweep of her leg Strela sends the books and parchments flying out of the way.

Bruco springs up from his sitting position and into the Boar stance.

"Submission?" Strela asks.
"Naw," Bruco says. "First grounded."
"C'mon."
"I don't know how much your body can take."
Strela smirks as they circle. "Yeah you do, big guy."
"All right all right. How bout three count pin."
"Deal." Strela pushes her leg forward and does her best to get into a viper stance.

She almost staggers for a second with the way Bruco's weight is distributed, but then finds her footing.

1]] Rush Bruco. While you're both still figuring yourselves out.
2]] Get in touch with your inner Boar, ground yourself, and wait for Bruco to make the first move.
3]] Stay in Viper, and keep circling so you have the chance to get a feel for your new musculature. Try and identify your own weaknesses.
4]] Keep circling but focus on how Bruco carries himself in your body rather than how you carry yourself in his. Try and identify his weaknesses.
5]] Just fight how you'd normally fight. Can't be that different.
6]] FLYING KICKU
7]] Try and use a technique: ____________
8]] _____________

3.
Then 6.

4, then 6, because how will he defend against your FLYING KICKU without his manly physique? (What? Dodge? Don't be silly.)

>>744583
8]] Admire own butt, admire Bruco's dick, acquire first boner ever, slap your face with it with a kong fu dick slap

Definitely 3.
She'll definitely want to be familiar with Bruco's body.
More so than she already is, I mean.

3, but we have got to do FLYING KICKU at one point

Brom 2016/08/26(Fri)18:35 No. 744605 ID: b1960b
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Strela circles, and checks in with herself.

She can tell just from the way she's moving; Bruco's body has a lot more raw muscle than hers, especially in the upper body. Strela usually relies on sharp bone and speed to sting with her punches, but Bruco's got a pair of sledgehammers. It probably has more to do with being a Bandara than being a male, but he's tight and thick all over.
The tradeoff to that tightness is that his body feels much more restrictive than hers. Strela's body is all loose, liquid energy; Bruco feels like a closed fist. She's a whip, and he's coiled. Her customary springs and snap kicks are going to be impossible without a great deal of practice in this body. And any light, ungrounded movement is going to be a bigger problem. Her own weight might anchor her and lend her hitting power but it can be used against her to unbalance her and blow her stances wide open. It gives her less margin for error.

She takes a deep breath.
Across from her Bruco's footfalls are getting lighter as he slowly tries to adapt to Strela's body.

1]] Make the first move. Sweep him and try and get him grounded while he's finding his footing.
2]] Make the first move. Duck into fist range and get punching. He's not used to having less padding so hit him hard.
3]] Stop circling, plant yourself hard, and get ready to counter. Get a better idea of his movements and don't give him any openings.
4]] Rely on your new muscle and for an all-in tackle. He's never had to fight himself before.
5]] FLYING KICKU!!!
6]] Use a technique: ____________

((as a reminder, techniques can be found on http://tgchan.org/wiki/Bruco_and_Strela_are_Married . Strela still has no idea if they'll work or not.))

4. Raw muscle is easier to use than catlike grace. We have the advantage early-fight when they're both clumsy.

FLYING KICKU

2 with SPITTING COBRA

3.
This is a learning phase. She's not quite ready to go full offensive. Best to practice her defenses first.

>>744605
3 and 6: Sting.

Sting's a good choice to test if techs work, since it's not very physical. And this forces Bruce to either let you shoot him at range, or close where you can counter physically, as you're planted to do.

>>744630
Dis.

>>744630
Also dis.

>>744630
+1 Dis

>>744607
Can't think of a good reason not to.

3.

2, 5
Let's see what she can do.

>>744606
This.

2

4! Cause why not?!