>>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.

Smerg 2025/11/14(Fri)16:07 No. 1116956 ID: 1de1ba
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It's a dried husk of a... what's it called, a ray? Unfinished patterns of yellow and blue curves cross much of its body.
The sight saddens me, but I don't know why.

"A guardian. Our own. Guard of the grovewaters. Now a guard of spirits. Of iascull trees. Of Lutricalia."
"Sacred paints provided by your family. Sigils of protection. Thank you."

"Oh, uh, you're welcome."


Awkward silence.

Should I... ask her about something?

Duh! Ask her to go out with you to Lutricalia!

Ask about what she's drawing, what the imagery means. Take an interest in what she does

See if she can't tell you more about her paintings, might be a good way to learn more about her.

>>1116954
She's an albino. No pigment in her fur, thus it's white. Lack of pigment in the eyes allows the color of blood to show through, thus the pink color.

Ask her if she's thought of going to the Lutricalia festival.

>>1116518
>She has to milk Moriko
Already being done by golems.

>feed that to Reisarf
That can wait.

>and finish testing potions
You're mostly done with that! What's left? 1x Potion of Stone Mist, 2x Alien Form, 1x Rock Eater, 2x Potions of Condensed Activity, 1x Heavy Chest
I thought we used Alien Form twice already? Did we have four? Anyway you can try giving one to Reisarf later, and the other... you could drink it! Also I guess you can see how Rock Eater would work if Alkaline drank it. Will her amorphous form allow her to freely eat rocks without choking ever?
As for Stone Mist... you could hand that over to Hin at some point? See if it affects her smithing.

>grab Alkaline's bra and boobs
Nah, she won, concede defeat on that task.

>get back the swimsuit so Reisarf can look at it while Stargazer is wearing it
I think Reisarf is fine looking at you without it.

>bounce on Moriko's boobs
Too dangerous. Keep away from her for now.

>wash Reisarf's boobs
That you can do now!

Just split half of Moriko’s enlarging touch potion with Reisarf and then go touch each other. A lot.

Potion testing is complete for now. You must bounce on those boobs, it’s your last chance!

flail at Alkaline with your weird limbs until she gives your top back

>>1116518
Collect milk with Reisarf

>>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

Ok, I think we have to file it. Here's the problem: right now it's not filed, which means it's data that doesn't exist in a file. That can only be possible if it's in active memory. When a computer restarts, it loses anything in active memory. Thus, the contents would be lost.

But uh, while she's doing that, ask him why you weren't supposed to file it before.

>>1114369
Is he really sure he wants you to file it?
That means replacing the sticker...

> We need to get that folder filed away before we close in fifteen minutes or else the auditors will have my neck!”

Then there's only one thing we can do.

We have to stop time.

sounds like we have a workplace dispute. Need to call in HR to mediate

I think we should also consider that Grace and the otter switched bodies before. How do we know that the same didn't happen to Vamoose this time around?

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.

Sammy 2025/08/15(Fri)06:26 No. 1112774 ID: 0d424a
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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

-A key that opens a hidden compartment on the music box. Inside, a crystal teardrop earring that heavily boosts your perception, speed and defense. Key aspects to defeating the monster under Slimecrown Citadel.
alternatively:
-Royal jelly. Eating it makes you a slime queen, even if you weren't a slime before. Could legitimize one of the princesses' claims to the throne. Could turn the first DM's ability to take massive amounts of slime into an even bigger buff.

>>1111187
>Royal Mantle
A Fabulous cloak made of the finest slime silk with the Chrest of the Royal family of SlimeCrown
+25 on charisma check against Slime type creatures

>>1111187
Well, it looks like DM has a full slime's worth of goop in her womb right now, so why not animate it into a waifu slime?

>>1111187
Seems like we'll have to put our fun time with Dungeoneer on hold for the time being. While you're still in Dominatrix mode, take a moment to make a cute little collar for her, just as a promise that you can pick up where you left off later. I think she'd like that.

>>1112530
Whoops, I forgot to sage to avoid bumping the quest when it's been dormant for a while. Sorry if I made anyone think there was an update. Can't really fix that now.

>>1110095
Take his glasses, put them on, and do an impression of him.

you were yelling about wallace and gromit fitzpatrick!
anyways, that one next to him is an opportunity, assert yourself in order to embarrass the accountant infront of what appears to be important company

>>1110095
We're hungry. Why not ask the woman next to him to lunch?

>>1110095
Give them wet sloppy

>>1110095
JUMP OVER THEM YOU PANICKING LAGOMORPH