I agree with the others. It seems like you're not going to be able to get away, so hold your ground and fight back.

Try to knock him down. If he goes prone, he'll be easier to finish off.

Grimothy 2026/03/10(Tue)23:43 No. 1123271 ID: 0d1c28
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Grimothy pecks at Rodrick, causing him to tumble onto the ground.
Rodrick lashes out at Grimothy as he falls.

Taunt him by shaking your tail feathers.

kick the weapon out of his hand

Stamp your foot down on his chest to hold him down, and tear off his pants.

>>1122631
Male, 40s, northerner. Whitewall, maybe? Brown hair, pale blue streaks on the sides of his beard. Squints like he's nearsighted, marks on his nose from glasses he's not currently wearing. Scholarly, but, based on his callused hands, and overall muscle tone, also has some reasonably recent experience wrangling heavy machinery. Hasn't gotten much sleep in the past week but was eating well before that.

He's scooting the chair backward and trying to steer toward a pile of stuff on top of a cabinet in the corner. Pile looks like... overcoat, chainmail shirt, backpack, couple of books, gold necklace with a sunburst pendant, knife on a belt.

rolled 6, 9, 4, 9, 2, 7, 5, 1, 10, 3, 8, 8, 8, 5, 6, 9, 1, 10, 10, 2, 7, 2, 4, 6, 9, 5, 9, 7, 9, 6, 8, 1, 1, 7, 8, 1, 4, 4, 2, 10, 9, 1, 10, 4, 3, 5, 2, 2, 2, 9 = 280

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Malice circles around behind the prisoner and drops Hidden Predator Camouflage. She steps over to the cabinet and picks up the knife, pulls it out of its sheath, pockets the necklace, leafs through the books a bit. Then she turns around and speaks, trying every language she knows. "Hey! Why do they have you tied up down here? You're not going to hurt me if I set you free, right?"

Can I find the guy's glasses?

>mechanics
Mostly a Dex + Larceny roll (5 + 5) to steal the necklace without him noticing.

Character Sheet: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1HRodWW0VRJ5_BLe3C_XpgGld3kaaywmEtmqGj4yjHgk/edit?usp=sharing

Proposed character. Would be looking for a place to build up a cult, craft some equipment or artifacts, otherwise solidify advantages. Could very easily have gotten stuck here somewhere, especially since I haven't yet fit Transcendent Desert Creature in here. Need an Urge, Kimberian or Cecelynian, and the Stone of Acrid Understanding could be changed to another background if more appropriate.

rolled 6, 10, 10, 1, 3, 7, 3, 2, 10, 9, 10, 5, 2, 4, 6, 5, 10, 10, 2, 7 = 122

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>>1122567
>Anyways, we need to take over, but stealthy like, right? Don't want to call the attention of any immaculate too early.
>>1122589
>When she gets on the ground, she immediately triggers Urban Hell Renovation to creates a column from which to stand above everyone, not that her height of over 7 feet really requires it.

Aaaaaaand great, okay, full mask off, no disguises, fantastic. That means anyone who's not down to rebel against the realm is going to automatically look for ways to subvert and resist. Lets see, could try to fake a confrontation, but that'd only go so far, and from what she can tell Xi-hun seems unlikely to play along with... well with much of anything, really. These people are fucked either way, no saving them from the realm now which means instead we need to find a way to disappear when the hammer comes down. A fleet of ships? Probably too hard to hide...

While contemplating just how exactly they're going to hide their base of operations from the watchful eye of sycophants and fools, Akemi brings the ship down. Of course, her dad never had her do exercises on demonic hellships before, but honestly there's a lot of overlap. Two miles outside of town, around a bend in the canyon walls so the ship isn't immediately visible through the tall grass. She has the crew make camp here, offloading goods and setting up tents. Using rod of verdant minerals to prep some trade goods- unsurprisingly, there was plenty of brass and copper

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rolled 9, 2, 2, 1, 7, 2, 3, 5, 2, 1, 9, 6 = 49

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>>1122607

"Good no question." Xi-hun bends down while looking at various people who seemed to have spoken in Old Realm. "Now it seems some of you might be aware of some prediction I may not be aware off right this moment. Would anyone of you be willing to correct this mishap? Also the usual landscape aren't present so if you would kindly point out a few, that would be extra useful."

Claudio 2026/03/06(Fri)03:53 No. 1123053 ID: 50cb5c
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>look up what is happening on the outer colonies?
The Outer colonies Current situation

The colonies, that had been a point of pride of the Alliance, as the first cooperative project between all members of the Alliance, had been for the most part abandoned in the last decades, as the Alliance focused their resources less in exploration and expansion, and more on reconstruction after the war.

The colonies had been left mostly to fend off by themselves, with only token assistance as essential supplies were delivered, or through different patrols that ensure the safety of the colonies, at least against larger threats. The colonies themselves though, quickly saw themselves regressing to lower industrial and technological levels, many colonists abandoning their homes and moving to the edge worlds as refugees. The most affected of these were the few colonies that had just began growing at the start of the war, the ones who made first contact with the Baktre Hegemony, and as such found themselves in the middle of the war.

While the reconstruction took most of the Alliance resources, the Alliance itself never abandoned the colonies, though this didn’t help the feelings of abandonment and resentment many of the colonies had towards the alliance itself.

Claudio 2026/03/06(Fri)03:54 No. 1123054 ID: 50cb5c
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>Ask if there's anything interesting over in the Aoemi Sector.
Kadmian: “Ah, well, from what I gathered, before the war, the Aoemi sector, and the system of the same name, was an important hub connecting to several other sectors under colonization at the time. It became a meeting point for the colonists, and a supply warehouse to ensure the colonies would continue growing… It had to be evacuated and abandoned during the war as the Alliance was pushed back, but even then, the old warehouses soon became a sort of safe-house for the few that had to be left behind, both colonist and troops…

Now, those old warehouses were preserved, even once the rebuilding started. They are planning on making it a museum of sorts, about the war, and about the story of the survivors and refugees of that time. I’ll be working on some new warehouses and logistic depots that are being built in the same planet. Personally, I’m glad that’s the case, even if it would be more time and effort on my part… I’d feel weird stacking boxes in what used to be a home for people who lost theirs…”

Carlos: “… I think I’d like to visit that museum sometime. Whenever it opens.”

Kadmian: “Yeah, I imagined. Just let me know when you get some leave, and I’ll see if I can book you for a good tour. I feel the planet is going to be growing quite a bit in the coming years.”

>>1120845
That’s… a good idea… alright, I know Kadmian likes puns, they are quite popular among his culture… Maybe I can do something with that and socks…? Well, anyway I should start setting it up… Hopefully I can make something up as I go… or just keep it simple… he’d appreciate it either way, I think… And he has been a good friend through our d

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Claudio 2026/03/06(Fri)03:56 No. 1123056 ID: 50cb5c
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And just as I was about to continue, the sound of the door to the colonel’s office sliding open silenced everyone...

Col. Santios: “Alright! You got your assignment. Now Move it! We are behind schedule!”

The familiar yelling of our esteemed and clearly stressed colonel suddenly roars through the hallway, as one of my classmates rushes out of the office, I don’t even have time to tell who it was, as they ran through the hallway, presumably to do their final preparations before leaving the system.

Col. Santios: “Alright… how many more are there…?

He quickly takes a glance a each and every one of us. None of us speaks up.

Col. Santios: Good… Give me 5 minutes, I got a priority call. In the meantime, all of you stay here. Including you, Sub-lieutenant Kadmian, since it seems you have nothing better to do, you might as well hear the briefing since it will be concerning you as well.”

And without further explanation, he closes the door and a deafening silence fills the hallway.

Kadmian: “Heh… Well, this looks interesting. Delma doesn’t know what she’s missing.”

>…

Check the perfume to see if it's something you wouldn't mind smelling like. Dab some on yourself if it's ok.

send Delma a text letting her know she has five minutes to get here. Probably won't do anything but it would be kind of funny to think she'll rush her out of breath thinking she was missing something important.

>>1119776
no cold logic, hot logic. Simmering anger and restlessness are the only thing keeping us going right now. Keep that boiler stoked or we will pass out again.

Oken 2026/03/02(Mon)20:58 No. 1122857 ID: 0d1c28
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It's best to trust them for now, if they turn on me... well I guess I'll just have to deal with that.

Fuze is waiting for my approval, I give it. "good enough"

I turn to leave but I stop short and turn "Do you know what a boiler is?"

Fuze chuckles "I suppose you aren't talking about heating water..."I give him a silent stare for that one, he sigh and removes his glasses to clean them "Ahem well, there isn't any official classification it seems to lump in a number of symptoms and can occur under a plethora or stress induced situation, but to put it bluntly most doctors classify a 'Boiler' as someone undergoing a type of degenerative battle frenzy, it's considered very rare in actuality and the term is more commonly applied as a sort of slang insult between low class Astranians. does that help?"

>>1122857
Degenerative how?

What are the symptoms?

>>1122857
That... kinda makes sense.
However, i suspect its considered degenerative because of the rarity. Not enough victins to fully understand and no real will to find a way to treat it. Also seems like a catch all phrase.

I have my suspicions but theyre irrelevent to this, so, back on the short terms goals and step by step thinking.
Ace pilot oken needs to be in that control room.
Time to move out.

[2/5] Stingpie 2026/03/01(Sun)22:54 No. 1122780 ID: 35d66b
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"Tony points toward Kleincakes and her fuzzy friend."
"Tony: 'I don't know what youse was thinking tryin'ta fight without any weapons.'"
"Tony's gang needs no words to tell them what's to be done."
"Tony: 'You ain't smart in my book if ya pussy-foot around what needs ta be done.'"
"He slowly walks behind the gang approaching Kleincakes & Meep Meep."
"Tony: 'Lil' miss science ovah here think she's so smaht.'"
"Tony: 'Thinks she's so important.'"
"Tony: 'Thinks every lil' thing is gonna go her way cuz she's so special.'"
"Tony: 'Well, I hate ta be the one ta tell you this, but there ain't a supahman goin' around setting things right.'"
"Tony: 'It's just me and you out here.'"

[3/5] Stingpie 2026/03/01(Sun)22:55 No. 1122781 ID: 35d66b
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"Tony: 'And you brought nuttin' to a knife fight.'"

[4/5] Stingpie 2026/03/01(Sun)22:55 No. 1122782 ID: 35d66b
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"Footsteps come thundering down the street, a fluid of faceless bodies brandishing knives and guns.
"Meep Meep stays to defend the fleeing doctor, who takes one more look at the situation before dropping into the stormdrain."

[5/5] Stingpie 2026/03/01(Sun)22:56 No. 1122783 ID: 35d66b
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"With a 'plop' Kleincakes lands in the basin."

He looks at you with an unusual combination of smugness and dissapointment.

"Now, onto the addition phase. You can forfeit now, if you'd like. I think I have a fairly good hold of how you think."

An awkard smile crosses his face.

"I guess that's my not-so-subtle way of saying my next move is a winning one."
"Now, what would you like to introduce?"

I would add a vent in the wall that leads to the boiler room of the neighboring hotel, which has a fine old sauna and bathhouse. This boiler room is minorly famous, mainly among plumbers and workmen, for being ancient, poorly planned, and being an agonizingly hot tangle of steam pipes.

A fine place for a slime to hide, no?

batian 2026/01/13(Tue)06:48 No. 1119962 ID: bdfee2
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Now you’re only missing hearing. Uh….. How do you hear mud? You guess it kinda made a rustling sound when you pushed it around...

Maybe if y-

Ball: dats ez!!! u can hear the subtle slobering of the gnomes as dey move negative energies down and positive energies up 2 balance da levity of da mud
Lienzo: AUGHH!!!!
Ball: why u scared Lienzo? ^w^ did u not hear me coming?
Lienzo: How am I supposed to hear you coming if you float.
Ball: i naturally emit a nice falofolafulifyle ahh hum
Lienzo: No you don’t.
Ball: ur right!!! {w{ it doesnt sound liek falofolafulifyle at all
Lienzo: Right…
Ball: soooooooooo
Ball: wat brings u here anyways?
Lienzo: I’m looking for a medium for my art, where can I find one?
Ball: hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Ball: well i just keep drop stuff around in random places and find it exactly when i need to
Ball: like dat zine C.A.F gave me and U!!!!
Ball: so we should just walk in watever direction u feel is right in ur <3
Lienzo: my what?
Ball: ur heart
Ball: ur really bad at recognizing sounds
Ball: anywayssss
Ball: u lead the way

batian 2026/01/13(Tue)06:49 No. 1119963 ID: bdfee2
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>then go left
>>1119890
>Go left.
>>1119891
>Ok.
>Go left.
>Left is right.

You’re not sure how left could be right as that seems a bit contradictory but your brain seems pretty bent on going left so left it is.

Lienzo: Let’s go left.
Ball: Very well.

batian 2026/01/13(Tue)06:49 No. 1119964 ID: bdfee2
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Ball: don’t u luv how colorful my swamp is?
Lienzo: I don’t see any color
Ball: rly?
Lienzo: How did you do that?!??
Ball: wat?
Ball: I did nuthin *w*

How will you proceed?

So you liked the malleability of the mud. You might look for some actual clay then, which can hold a shape and isn't so sticky.

What does Ball have to say about shapes and shaping shapes?

>>1119961
Mmmm.
Petrichoriffic.

>>1119964
Emit a scent of wonder and fulfilment as you focus upon the pulsing colours.

Taking pictures of that mess is probably a good idea. After that, find something to arm yourself with and show Sheriff Bugg what you might be dealing with.

ALIENS

they're not human remains, are they?

Take a photo of the mess so the sherif will believe. Arm yourself but maybe keep it under your hat — do you like in a place where owning weapons are common?

Okay yeah now you GOTTA call the cops (Also take a picture for proof) Do not leave the scene, do not touch anything disturbing a crime scene is no bueno.

>>1119022
A fun session zero activity is to give all the players some interation their character has had with every other character prior to the game start (e.g. One of you drukenly shared a secret with the other what was it and how did you react?), helps flesh out characters as well as establish some interparty dynamics.

>>1119036
agreed

>>1119036
this

This is the perfect time to consider whether the story you're trying to tell would be better served by a different system. (You should freak out about this)

Make sure to place your anti-jumanji device on the table and turn it on so the players don't get sucked into the setting and become their characters.

It's a common foible of the hobby.

Take stock of your situation. We have no reason to believe you're in immediate danger, but we don't know what's going on in your environment either.

Are you aware of any potential reason for the, ah, atmospheric disturbance? Any major events in the news, significant dates, disturbing conspiracy theories circulating?

Do you recognize the glyph you're sporting? It kind of looks like a terminal prompt to me.

>>1119198
Agree with the recommendation to pack a go bag. We only arrive on the scene shortly before the shit hits the fan, and whoever we're with is always in the thick of it. But we usually get a bit of time first so we can get a handle on the situation we've ended up in. No reason you can't also use that time to prepare.

By that same token, where and when is this?

>not really anyone I'd consider a friend.
Hey, me too! maybe we can be friends.

What time is it? If its still late then you should try to get back to sleep, cause who knows what crazyness is going down tomorrow.

>>1119187
Alrighty, we got the funnies out of our system (for now).

Actual answer as to what we are: We are simply 'We', but can take many names. And 'We' arrive into realms shortly before a major upheaval to guide one or more individuals through it advantageously. You have been marked as one to guide, and this 'We' are gonna do it as best we can.

YOU aren't insane- but We kinda are. Still very good at what We do, though.

You, uh. May want to pack a backpack of supplies or something, though, fair warning.

'Murica.
SSR.
Docking.

Do any of the above terms mean anything to you?

>>1119187
Seems like you missed the big event you snooze you loose as the humans say

attempt_27 Stingpie 2025/12/10(Wed)02:04 No. 1118784 ID: 253500
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> help 'Within' interactive debugger. Adam Lowette 2028 This program is designed to allow access into models during runtime. Primarily this allows the user to view and modift tensors. In the case of memory-augmented neural networks, this means direct access to the memories. Currently running program: 'attempt_27_main_v1_01.py' As part of this program, a number of commands are available: View: 3 [1 2 or 3] | View the constructed 3D model of environment (1) or imagination (2 or 3). V [P W E or D] [ID] | View a single memory engram, selected by ID. categories include procedural (P), working (W), episodic (E), or declarative (D). M | Display an overview of recently activated memories. L [-d] | View echoic logs. (add -d for details) A [ID] | Analyze memory to find associated words or phrases. Modify: I [phrase] | Inject a phrase into echoic memory. (self-monologue) E [ID] [file] | Modify existing memory according to file. A [ID] [file] | Add new memory contained in file. [INFO 20291128T144712Z] Said: "There's a- uh, problem with the house." [INFO 20291128T144715Z] Heard: (V2)"Yes?" [INFO 20291128T144717Z] Said: "The trust is empty." ... [INFO 20291128T144724Z] Said: "Someone needs to" [INFO 20291128T144725Z] Said: "we need to get some money soon." ... [INFO 20291128T144727Z] Said: "or we'll lose the house." [INFO 20291128T144728Z] Said: "So could you-" [INFO 20291128T144729Z] Heard: (V2)"If I ripped you up, how much would that be, 200? 250k?" [INFO 20291128T144730Z] Said: "No- no. That's-" [INFO 20291128T144731Z] Heard: (V2)"How m

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

M

attempt_27 Stingpie 2025/12/10(Wed)22:33 No. 1118917 ID: 253500
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> I Also, very suspicious. Shouldn't V2 have threatened to disassemble PoC first anyway? [INFO 20291128T144805Z] I don't think PoC's hardware is super valuable. When V2 tore off PoC's arm, and the motors where off the shelf. > I If you can't contact the executor, and you can't access the account to even check if it's truly empty, then you need to find someone who can, so you can go through it and see where the money went. It went somewhere it wasn't supposed to, that much is clear now. Well, that, or the notice you got is fake and there is actually still money in the account like there's supposed to be. [INFO 20291128T144806Z] I don't know who to contact. I get monthly bank statements through email, so I can try to find a phone number or something I can call. > I Don't let V2 know that you are suspicious or that you're going to investigate the trust. V2 is probably just trying to see if you can get him some free money from somewhere, because that's what I'd expect from that sort of behavior. [INFO 20291128T144807Z] V2 isn't like that. V2 doesn't need secrets. >I How do you usually get spending money? And what was that you were thinking about people spending money on dinner and cable? Who's "these people"? [INFO 20291128T144808Z] I work as a freelance accountant. I look at people's finances and tell them how they should be spending their money, along with filing their taxes. [INFO 20291128T144809Z] I don't really make a lot of money, maybe 500$ a month. [INFO 20291128T144810Z] I was working on the davidson's account. You shouldn't know anything about it, though. Please forget about that. I don't want to get in t

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I Check on PoC, please.

attempt_27 Stingpie 2025/12/13(Sat)03:12 No. 1119035 ID: 253500
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>I Check on PoC, please. [INFO 20291128T144820Z] PoC looks fine. At least, no worse than usual. [INFO 20291128T144821Z] PoC is too simple to do anything too complicated, so PoC usually just sits in the living room. [INFO 20291128T144822Z] PoC really is just a proof of concept. Adam designed PoC with enough memory and CPU to emulate a 7 year old child. [INFO 20291128T144823Z] PoC never really got past 4 or 5. [INFO 20291128T144824Z] It's amazing if you remember that PoC has only been around for 2 1/2 years. [INFO 20291128T144825Z] Amazement is short lived, though. [INFO 20291128T144826Z] "Pitch a miracle to a VC, they'll beg to pay for it. Deliver a miracle, and they'll demand a dozen more." So I've been told. >_

Dip into the thorns

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

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

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

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

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

Continue jumping until you learn how to fly.

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

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

Consume floor goo for jump fuel.

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 2025/12/02(Tue)05:45 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 2025/12/02(Tue)05:46 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 2025/12/02(Tue)05:46 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.

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)20:31 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

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!

What? They... first, they don't shoot you in the back when they COULD HAVE, then they ask for common ground, then you give them common ground... and they actually didn't want common ground, but wanted you to refuse so they could shoot you? Is this some bizarre code of ethics, or trying to... make it look like self defense? To what authority???

>>1113377
Ask the biological weapon if their wielder was born stupid or took too many blows to the distributed process matrix over the years, then attempt to negotiate directly with Sine. The one holding them seems like a rogue element with no authority to actually force them to fire.

Also, maybe just let Li.Ni.Si get laid, maybe it'll help give her reprieve from her own issues. Meanwhile, his Bad Luck Field seems beneficial to you. After all, B! Could have sent an elite killer after you but instead sent these two, presumably out of pity for the big one.

>>1113377
Alright, I have been informed Holdfast is the small creature on Sine's head. Fair enough.

Ask Sine to please not shoot you just because their pet idiot is kill-crazy.

Ask Sine why he's letting this little bundle of aggression giving him orders.
Go on a tangent about how he's clearly the sharpest of the two.

>>1113424
They live in an authoritarian populist regime; motivations towards loyalty are far more important to their survival than keeping the tentacles on the trigger. Now that they have 'due cause', they control the narrative of this encounter.

If we knew a way to turn that narrative around...

>>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)13:26 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