3/3 Buckwheat 2024/11/30(Sat)21:35 No. 1100613 ID: b6ea64
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Gretchen: “You want her that badly? Come and take her, ya flea ridden varmint!”

He comes charging at me, knife in tow! I dodge out of the way and swat his shins with the club! The fox fumbles into the door! Before he can recover, I slam the door shut and pin him between the car.

Gretchen: “Beat him! Hit him with everything you got Gretta!”

I put all the strength I have into bashing the back of his head with the club. Eventually the fox’s body goes limp. I pick up the knife and make sure the job is finished.

Gretchen: “I know a lot just happened Gretta, but we need a new plan here. We’re out in the cold by ourselves on a quiet road. I don’t suppose hoofin it to your house is an option from here?”

Gretta: “We-we’d probably freeze before making it.”

So much for that. Hm…. I know there was some kind of building or something near this road. Just can’t remember what it was. A barn, or was it just a general store? No…was it a gas station? If I could just remember what it was I could remember where it was.

Its the old brick switch house, by the railroad right? Long abandoned, but the teens hang out and stash things there.

>>1100614
This one!
I think theres an old steel barrel there which hoboes used to light a fire in on colder nights.
Might be some old planks to burnbeven ifvthe light would give away someone being there

1/3 Buckwheat 2024/12/08(Sun)14:27 No. 1100948 ID: b6ea64
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>Its the old brick switch house, by the railroad right? Long abandoned
>I think theres an old steel barrel there which hoboes used to light a fire in on colder nights.
Yeah! That’s it.

Gretchen: “Come on Gretta, there’s an old switch house by the railroad. It’ll take a bit to walk there, but it beats waiting out here in the cold. Might even be a phone we can use to call for help.”

The walk in the cold is uneventful. When we arrive though, the building doesn’t appear as abandoned as I remember it being. There’s a car parked outside and the lights are on. Hopefully it’s someone that can help and not more of those mask wearing killers.

2/3 Buckwheat 2024/12/08(Sun)14:28 No. 1100949 ID: b6ea64
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The two of us walk towards the building when we hear quite the grumpy voice.

Grump: “Hey! Hey! I don’t know what you hoodlums are doing around here but this is private property, get lost!”

Gretchen: “Excuse us, we’re-“

Grump: “Trespassing, now move on ‘fore I make you.”

A goat with an old uniform of some kind walks out and approaches us.

Grump: “Woah Betty! What in the world are you two lasses doing here all bloodied up.”
I decide to keep things simple,

Gretchen: “We were in an awful car accident. Car slipped on a turn over on the hill and we came barreling down. Went head on right into a tree. Remembered this old place was nearby and hoped the phone might work.“

Grump: “Ha! Only thing left in this building that works is the lights. Sorry to hear about the accident though. Come on, let’s get yous inside where it’s a bit warmer.”

3/3 Buckwheat 2024/12/08(Sun)14:28 No. 1100950 ID: b6ea64
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There’s a fire burning in a rusty barrel. It’s not much warmer inside than it was outside. He’s got some folding chairs for us to sit on.

Gasket: “Allow me to introduce myself. Folks call me Gasket. Used to work on the train around these parts. Till they shut things down anyway. I’d help patch the two of yas up, but- well no. I think I got something here to help ya with.”

He rummages through a tool box and gives me some tweezers.

Gasket: “Should be able to pluck them shards a glass out of ya with those. I’d offer some rags to clean up with, but mine are all covered in oil and grease.”

Gretchen: “Thank you Gasket.”

Gasket: “Hate to ask for help, but once you’ve cleaned and warm up a bit, could use another pair of eyes. Trying to switch out a flat tire but can’t find where in the ‘el my lug wrench went.”

Gretchen: “Do you remember where you had it last?”

Gasket: “In my toolbox. Saw someone had rummaged through it though. Drill bits were all over the floor when I got here. Couple other of my tools were scattered around. Probably some damn scrappers looking for copper.”

Not sure I like the sound of that, could be those masked marauders. What should we do?

Warn him about the cultists then go investigate together, with weapons. Make sure he knows they all wear masks, so if you DO find someone unrelated who was just rummaging, then there won't be an accident.

>>1100952
Yeah.
No need to confuse the sweet old soul with the crazier details.
just tell him some mask wearing assholes stole your wood earlier and youve seen em lurking elsewhere.
And theyre armed.
Enough to make him not trust any mask wearing loonies he spots and be on his guard.

Then you get gretta set near the fire.
Blood loss shes had, the cokd will bite harder.
Warm yourself too gretchen, for a moment.

Then check out the layout.
Entry, exits, windows.

Ask if he'll give you a lift after you find his wrench.

Ask him how exactly you will be able to find that wrench if someone stole it.
Are we going to comb the woods for a thief in the middle of the night?

It'd be much more sensible to lock the doors and look for it in the morn. At least you'll be able to travel on foot back to town then with much less danger.

1/2 Buckwheat 2024/12/14(Sat)16:35 No. 1101242 ID: b6ea64
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>It'd be much more sensible to lock the doors and look for it in the morn.
It might, but this place isn’t in the most structurally sound condition right now either. Anyone could probably break in with only a bit a of effort. We need to stay on the move.

> Ask if he'll give you a lift after you find his wrench.
Gretchen: “If we help find your lug wrench, can you help me get her home?”

Gasket: “Assuming my spare tire don’t grow legs and run off into the cold, I’d be happy to help. Though, you sure you wouldn’t want a ride to the hospital? That glass shard in your head don’t look so good.”

Gretchen: “I’ll worry about it later.”

>Warn him about the cultists then go investigate together, with weapons. Make sure he knows they all wear masks
>just tell him some mask wearing assholes stole your wood earlier and you’ve seen em lurking elsewhere, and they’re armed. Enough to make him not trust any mask wearing loonies he spots and be on his guard.

Gretchen: “We should stick together for the search. Been dealing with a group of armed thieves wearing these creepy masks all day. Went and stole all my firewood! Could have been them messing with your tools.”

Gasket: “Well you’re in safe company then lassie, used to be quite the gunman back in the day. Still carry my trusty pistol around. If I see them masked crooks, they better hope I don’t.”

2/2 Buckwheat 2024/12/15(Sun)18:02 No. 1101295 ID: b6ea64
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(Reposted to add in map descriptions for easier accessibility and screen reader use.)

With that out of the way, I scoot my chair a little closer to the fire and starting mapping out the area.

North west there’s a room with two doors, both are have rusty signs that say storage.
North east is a set of old looking wood crates and pallets, unlabeled. There’s also a set of stairs leading down towards a basement.
To the east is a side door and where Gasket has his tool box and shelves.
South east corner has another room with a crooked sign that says switch room. Looks like it’s ready to fall off. There’s also a caution symbol on the door.
To the south is the front door we came in.
South west is a room with a reception sign. There’s holes where windows probably used to be. Looks like they were just taken out, no broken glass or anything. I can see some lockers through them.

What seems to be the most promising spot to look first?

If I was a hooligan stealing a tool and poking around, I would be using it to open crates and stuck doors. So its probably wherever the most scrap would be; the switch room.

Yeah, Gasket did say it might have been someone looking to to steal copper.

If these are a common burglars, they'll likely try to steal some wiring from the switch room,
If it's cultists, they'll go there anyway to turn off the lights and leave you vulnerable.

So yeah, switch room, I say.

>>1101295
Hooo.
Lot blind spots, lot of ways in.
Let's see...

If those crates are empty, may be able to drag them to that side door and make a barricade.

Front door is more narrow and defensible.

Maybe see if you can cobble together annimprovised torch out of something from the wood pile and some greasy rags.
Theres gotta be greasy rags here somewhere.

Itll help you help find the lost tool.

1/2 Buckwheat 2024/12/21(Sat)22:16 No. 1101493 ID: b6ea64
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>cobble together an improvised torch out of something from the wood pile and some greasy rags

Gretchen: “Got any decent chunks of wood we could light up for a torch? Can’t say the lights in this place are very bright.”
He shoves a big ol chunk a’ wood in the barrel and pulls it back out.

Gasket: “That bright enough for ya lassie?”

It’s a little awkward to hold, but it is pretty bright.

>probably wherever the most scrap would be; the switch room.
>Gasket did say it might have been someone looking to to steal copper.
>If these are a common burglars, they'll likely try to steal some wiring from the switch room,
>If it's cultists, they'll go there anyway to turn off the lights and leave you vulnerable.

Gretchen: “Let’s check the switch room. Whoever it is, I’d say they’re either in there trying to scrap for copper or kill the lights. They might have grabbed whatever tools they could to try and get in or open something in there.”

Gasket nods in agreement as we make our way over.

2/2 Buckwheat 2024/12/21(Sat)22:16 No. 1101494 ID: b6ea64
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The switch room is a mess with a giant hole in the wall!

Gasket: “Oh fer the love of! I just put up the dry wall last time I was out here!”

Scattered across the floor is a heavy brown coat, a crushed up soda can, nails, some kind of saw, but no lug wrench to be found.

Gasket: ”Wait a moment, keep quiet and listen.”

It’s faint, but there’s some kind of electrical humming sound.

Hmmm... Can you stick your head into the hole and look around to see what's going on? Whoever shed that coat might have done so to fit inside the space between walls... wait, the studs get in the way, don't they? Well maybe there's still some purpose to it.

...where'd the drywall go?

They left their coat? But they aren't still in the room right? Well, no turning down a free coat on a night like tonight. Check the pockets for clues.

So is something sparking in the wall? Is that what's making the hum? It doesn't look like anything is missing, aside from the drywall.

Is that blood on the coat?

1/3 Buckwheat 2025/01/12(Sun)19:19 No. 1102228 ID: b6ea64
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>Is that blood on the coat?
>Well, no turning down a free coat on a night like tonight. Check the pockets for clues.
Oh gross! This jacket is all wet and sticky. Looks more like spilled soda than blood. I dig around the pockets but there’s nothing inside. I can almost feel my fur getting ripped out as pull my hooves out of the pockets.

>Can you stick your head into the hole and look around to see what's going on?
>So is something sparking in the wall? Is that what's making the hum?

It’s a tight squeeze for my head, but I manage to get a good view.

2/3 Buckwheat 2025/01/12(Sun)19:19 No. 1102229 ID: b6ea64
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There’s some exposed wires sparking and a dim light bulb. Hanging up above. Jammed in between the walls and out of reach is some black tape and a metal rod. The humming gets louder and the wires start sparking more and more-

3/3 Buckwheat 2025/01/12(Sun)19:20 No. 1102231 ID: b6ea64
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*POP*

I pull my head out of the wall and see the lights went out.

Gretchen: “Least we still have the torch.”

Gasket: “Never mind that, what was making that humming noise back there?”

Gretchen: “I’m not sure, there was some exposed wires going off towards the side door.”

A loud, metallic creek has me froze in place.

???: ”I thought you fixed the wiring.”

???: ”No! I told you the electrical tape slipped…”

It gets oddly quiet all of a sudden. Not sure if I ask Gasket if he recognizes those voices, but something doesn’t seem right. How should we proceed?

>>1102231
Cautiously.
Look at gasket to see if hes heard the noises and if so if hes on edge.
Keep the torch handy for now.
Light and a weapon feels safer than stealth right now

>>1102233
Seems like the prudent course of action

If you're hearing them they must be bellow you. They were doing something that pulled enough power to blow the wiring, so they are probably going to come up to try and fix it.

Should get behind those crates by the basement stairs, so you can ambush whoever it is if they turn out to be masked.

>>1102231
They're going to come and fix the wires. Good opportunity to ambush them and find out who they are (don't try to kill them yet)

1/2 Buckwheat 2025/01/14(Tue)18:30 No. 1102372 ID: b6ea64
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>Look at gasket to see if hes heard the noises and if so if hes on edge.
>Keep the torch handy for now.
I turn around and check on Gasket. He’s eyeing up the door intensely, hoof ready on the holster.

>If you're hearing them they must be bellow you.
If that’s the case, they heard us up here as well.

>They're going to come and fix the wires. Good opportunity to ambush them and find out who they are (don't try to kill them yet)
>get behind those crates by the basement stairs, so you can ambush whoever it is if they turn out to be masked.

I motion for Gasket to keep watch on the basement stairs. I point at myself, then over to the crates. He nods, and I try to quickly get in place.

2/2 Buckwheat 2025/01/14(Tue)18:31 No. 1102373 ID: b6ea64
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I wince as my boots clunk on the floor, but being on the move is better than becoming a still target.

Once I make it behind the crates, all I can hear is the crackling of the fire. The still silence has me nervous, but a sudden metallic creak makes my fur jump and almost drop the torch!
I listen closely as a pair of shoes clomps up the steps.

Clomp.

Clomp.

Clomp.

There’s a sudden stop, maybe three or four steps up the stairs. I hear a faint whisper, but part of me feels like I might just be hearing things.

The tension is starting to get to me. My arms are restless, it’s getting harder to hold onto the board. This glass stuck in my head is really racking my nerves.

Something needs to be done, and whatever that something is needs to be done now

>>1102373
Put the torch down.

...when did you get glass in your head?

>>1102374
(See >>1099882)

Alright, so they must have known Gasket was up here, but they might not know he has company. So he should yell at them to come out, what are they doing here, etc; meanwhile you are placed to get behind them if they go for Gasket.

Only issue is, that torch is going to give you away. better toss it back towards the middle and hope Gretchen can snatch it up before it lights anything.

> This glass stuck in my head is really racking my nerves.

What a pane in the glass!

>>1102377
Good idea.

Motion to Gasket to get close. Pass him the torch and tell him to drive these wierdoes attention.

After that, you karate chop them! Or something.

>>1102627
Maybe the other way around?
Gasket lurks with the gun and gretchen lures...
Which would be bad if theyre armed but looking as we do they may draw in to percieved vulnerable prey then...
Hobo with a shot... well, gun from behind
And blunt trauma and burns from the front.

Unless theyre friendly.
Slim chance but, you never know.

>>1102746
Thank you very much for the surprise fan art!

1/2 Buckwheat 2025/02/04(Tue)19:40 No. 1103280 ID: b6ea64
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>that torch is going to give you away. better toss it back towards the middle
Not sure on throwing it, at least not yet. This thing is going to make a lot of noise the moment it hits the ground. I can set it down for now though.

>he should yell at them to come out, what are they doing here, etc;
Gasket: “I don’t know who you two are but you better start talking before I start shooting!”
Electrician: “We’re the electricians!”

A gunshot echoes through the building.

Gasket: “Wrong answer!”

Electrician: ”Right eye’s patched. Light above probably helps him see.”

Gasket: “Five seconds to get up here with your arms in the air and explain yourselves, or get lost!”

Electrician: ”Stick to his right side, run out the side door and sneak around.”

2/2 Buckwheat 2025/02/04(Tue)19:40 No. 1103281 ID: b6ea64
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Something goes flying up into the air and smoke fills up the building. Gasket fires off another shot, but sounds like he misses. There’s a flurry of steps as they rush up the stairs.

Do I go after the one running outside or ambush the one staying in?

The one running outside is trying to ambush the goat! Ambush them back.

Don't let the one get out or they'll try to sneak on you later

>>1103301
Agreed.
Ambush the ambusher.
They'll be trying to get the drop on gasket but the one who stays will be looking to fight whoever they see first.

1/3 Buckwheat 2025/02/19(Wed)16:35 No. 1104036 ID: b6ea64
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>The one running outside is trying to ambush the goat! Ambush them back.
>Don't let the one get out or they'll try to sneak on you later
>Ambush the ambusher.

I quickly prance my way out the door and back into the cold. They’re kicking the lead out alright, he’s already turning around to the other side! I hoof it in pursuit, he’s going to get to Gasket and Gretta first otherwise.

2/3 Buckwheat 2025/02/19(Wed)16:35 No. 1104037 ID: b6ea64
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I round the corner and swing full force at the creep! The board misses his head, but nails’em square in the shoulder instead. Strike after strike he howls out in pain.

3/3 Buckwheat 2025/02/19(Wed)16:36 No. 1104038 ID: b6ea64
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It’s not enough, he grabs the burning board out from my grasp and tosses it aside like nothing. The snarling wolf turns with a wild and wicked look.

Wolf: “Nice guts deer, I just hope they taste as nice too!”

My legs buckle and shake, either from the cold, fear, or both. He licks across his bloody teeth.

Think here Gretchen, you’ve lived through everything else tonight. You’re not going to go down as some mangy wolf’s poached dinner.

>>1104038
when in doubt:
Kick him in the balls with your superior leg strength.

He's expecting you to be scared. Channel your rage and kick him hard.

Roll onto your belly and give a bucking kick right between the eyes. That'll drop him good!

>>1104040
Yes.
Screw up all your anger into a tight little ball.
All the dumb stuff your husband does.
The theft of your wood.
The sheer cruelty of these assholes.
Everything.
Then
Punt it straight into his nards so hard you leave him with two lumps in his throat and a voice only dogs-uh... well. Hes a wolf so i guess hell still be able to hear himself.

>>1104038
when he tries to bite
bite him
he wont expect it
bite his nose right off as you flail at his eyes

Buckwheat 2025/03/01(Sat)22:15 No. 1104367 ID: b6ea64
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>Channel your rage and kick him hard.
>Kick him in the balls with your superior leg strength.

I launch my leg up as hard and fast as I can at his ‘jimmies’. He manages to grab my leg with both paws, but not quick enough stop the impact. Both of us scream and howl in pain. His claws dig further into my leg the more he howls. I try to shake it free but it just hurts even more.

Both his paws are occupied holding my leg though. Think! I can still do something here to get free and retreat back to Gasket.

Grab his head, thumbs in the eyes. Even without your own claws it will hurt.

Pull him back with your remaining hoof and fall to the ground, dragging him along for the ride!

>>1104367
Thumbs in the eyes are usually a good option.

yes.
One for each eye and squeeze.
Hes only making you more angry by hurting you.

>>1104367
His arms are too busy elsewhere, so he should be vulnerable to any attacks.

1/7 Buckwheat 2025/03/02(Sun)15:10 No. 1104391 ID: b6ea64
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>Grab his head, thumbs in the eyes. Even without your own claws it will hurt.
>One for each eye and squeeze. He’s only making you more angry by hurting you

I grab a hold of his head and dig my thumbs into his eyes.

2/7 Buckwheat 2025/03/02(Sun)15:11 No. 1104393 ID: b6ea64
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He howls more and before I know it, I’m tossed into a snow bank.

3/7 Buckwheat 2025/03/02(Sun)15:11 No. 1104394 ID: b6ea64
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Try to get back up quickly but those claws really did a number to my leg.

My head is pounding everything’s a huge blur now, but I don’t like the looks of that figure coming at me-

4/7 Buckwheat 2025/03/02(Sun)15:11 No. 1104395 ID: b6ea64
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bang!

5/7 Buckwheat 2025/03/02(Sun)15:12 No. 1104396 ID: b6ea64
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???: ”Gretchen!”

???: ”Gretchen!”

6/7 Buckwheat 2025/03/02(Sun)15:12 No. 1104397 ID: b6ea64
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I grab my head in pain, things feel warm. A lot warmer. I’m back by the fire barrel?
Gretchen: ”What happened?”

Gasket: “Ya put up a good fight and held off that damn wolf long enough for me to come finish’em off with my pistol is what happened. Then ya went down face first into the snow.”

7/7 Buckwheat 2025/03/02(Sun)15:13 No. 1104398 ID: b6ea64
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A series of muffled yells catches my attention, I turn my head to see another wolf. He's muzzled and tied up to a support beam with some rope.

Gasket: “Tied him up for now. Was more worried about getting you back inside and patched up.”

Well, sounds like the perfect opportunity to finally get some answers, or take out some anger and beat the snot out of this dirt bag.

What if answers first, then violence?

>>1104398
Maybe you should instead apply first aid to yourself. You've still got glass sticking out of you.

>>1104398
First order of business.
Thank that sweet goat man.
Its got to be good to have someone who you can rely on after so much has happened.
Let him know.

Check your mobility afterwards.
Dont want any surprises if you have to move.
Then...
Questions.

>>1104406
Yeah patch yourself up and calm down before confronting the wolf. He is no doubt going to try and get a rise out of you. Become unflappable.

>>1104422
Makes ya wonder if George would do the same.

1/2 Buckwheat 2025/03/09(Sun)18:30 No. 1104738 ID: b6ea64
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>Check your mobility
I start to stand while my leg protests in pain.
Gasket: “Easy there!”

Gretchen: “I’ll be alright, just stings a bit. No more running for me tonight though.”

Gasket: “Well, sit back down then! I haven’t found anything to wrap’er up with yet.”

>Maybe you should instead apply first aid to yourself. You've still got glass sticking out of you.
>Yeah patch yourself up and calm down before confronting the wolf.
Gretchen: “Is there really nothing around we can use for first aid?”

Gasket: “Hm… not the best idea but it might be my only one.”

He goes over to the car and returns with a box of tissues and rope.

Gasket: “It’s gonna be uncomfortable, but it’s something.”

He bunches up tissues into small pads.

Gasket: “Now hold it against your leg, I’m gonna tie it in place with the rope.”

Gretchen: “Why rope? Don’t you have tape or something?”

Gasket: “If I had any, I’d be using it. Now hold’er steady!”

He bunches up more tissues until there’s enough to cover everything.

Gasket: “If you start losing feeling in your leg, let me know right away.”

2/2 Buckwheat 2025/03/09(Sun)18:30 No. 1104739 ID: b6ea64
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>Thank that sweet goat man. Its got to be good to have someone who you can rely on after so much has happened.
Gretchen: “Thanks again for helping Gasket. You sure now how to make someone feel safe and comforted.”

>You've still got glass sticking out of you.
Gretchen: “Speaking of comfort though, what about the shard of glass sticking outta my head?”

Gasket: “I’d feel better if you left it for the doctors. There’s a few things we could do, but it’s gonna be iffy and messy.”

Gretchen: “Well?”

Gasket: “I can carefully pull it out and make sure no other shards of glass are hiding in the wound. After that you got two options, assuming you don’t bleed out on me. You rest up and hold the thickest wad of tissue up against the wound till we get you to a doctor.”

He looks over at the fire barrel

Gasket: “Or, I can cauterize the wound. Besides the obvious risks, if I miss cleaning out any glass, it’s going to be stuck in there. Doc’ll have to cut’er open again and get it out if that’s the case.”

Gasket: “You know what you need better than I do, if it’s bad enough that it’s gotta come out now I’ll help. Otherwise it’s better to tough it out if you can.”

It's worrying that it might get jabbed deeper if something hits her head. It's not so big and I don't think there are any major arteries on the head, so try to pull it out.

You'll need a bandage to keep the tissue in place. Tear up the shirt from your assailant, he doesn't need it anymore.

>>1104749
Indeed.

If we knew for sure nothing else was going to happen, leaving it in would be fine, but gretchen has been collecting and distributing head trauma all night so...
Tentatively see if it feels loose or if its jammed tight and mostly immobile?
The latter would result in bad bleeding and need of stitches if pulled.

Put a bandage and helmet over it. That way, you mitigate what is now a critical vulnerability.

1/2 Buckwheat 2025/03/14(Fri)20:32 No. 1104934 ID: b6ea64
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>It's worrying that it might get jabbed deeper if something hits her head.
>If we knew for sure nothing else was going to happen, leaving it in would be fine
Gretchen: “Let’s pull the shard out before it gets any deeper.”

Gasket: “You’re lucky that didn’t happen when you face-planted into the snow earlier.”

I try not to think about it; and refocus on Gasket.

Gasket: “Alrighty then, on the count o three I’ll start yanking.”

Gretchen: “Just pull it out, I’ve been through worse-“

I let out a shrill bleat of pain as he yanks.

Gretchen: “Oh stop! Stop! It’s augh! It’s not gonna come out-“

Gasket: “Ah quit your bellyaching, she’s already out. Gonna need more tissues, that’s a lotta blood.”

I bite on my lip and wince in pain as he cleans up my face.

Gasket: “Quit squirming around now and sit still.”

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Once my injuries are all taken care of,

>What if answers first, then violence?

I turn over to the wolf. So many questions to ask…who knows how much time.

>>1104935
There's only really one question that matters at this point. Why? What could POSSIBLY be worth all this trouble?

>>1104934
...when all this is over you are going to show this sweet old goatman your appreciation by using all your wifely powers.
He is getting the greatest homecooked meal hes ever had.
>>1104935
Yes.
Why is important. And probably burning away all other thought right now.
But once a little calmer, numbers, how they get about, talk to each other over distance and leadership.
Not likely to get too many answers to be honest, but theres always a chance he wants to crow about how fucked we are. Could be an angle if threat doesnt work.

Y'know, after killin' so many of you tonight someone sensible'd have given up by now.
What's your game?

>>1104938
you probably won't get a straight answer from him, but if he starts ranting that could be revealing too.

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>when all this is over you are going to show this sweet old goatman your appreciation
>He is getting the greatest homecooked meal he’s ever had.
It’s a plan! Provided George doesn’t stuff it all into his mouth first anyway…

>What could POSSIBLY be worth all this trouble?
>Why is important. And probably burning away all other thought right now.
Gretchen: “Alright you mangy mutt, I want answers! What in the world are you chasing me and Gretta around for?! What could either of us possibly have that you want?!”

He just snarls and bares his teeth. I smash my fist right into his snoot in retaliation!

Gretchen: “I got plenty more still in me tonight, buster! Now start talking.”

He has the nerve to roll his eyes at me and continue snarling. Then it dawns on me, he’s still got his mouth tied shut. I undo the rope and the fool tries to bite my hand! I give him another bop in the snoot.

Gretchen: “Try that again and we’ll-we’ll yank out every tooth you have! Now out with the answers! What’s your goal here?”

Wolf: “Get the albino back and keep harvesting her blood.”

Gretchen: “For what though?”

Wolf: “Oh don’t feign ignorance, its clear you’ve already had some yourself.”

Gretchen: “Had what?”

Wolf: “There’s no way you lived through everything the boss sent after you without it. Eventually you’ll run out and we’ll have the advantage again! You know what, never mind, I’m keeping my mouth shut on the matter. ”

He’s letting some info slip out, but I’m not catching most of what he’s throwing out. What should I ask next or how should I try to press him further?

Who's he working for? How many people do they have? Why do they wear masks? How come most of the people you've been fighting seem to be in some kind of trance?

Well you haven't drank any blood tonight, so this guy's clearly crazy.

Try belittling some. Like, "Lived through all the boss sent? What, thugs in masks? You're taking this larp too seriously." He might let slip what more this boss will send.

Smack him a few times.

"No matter how much money that girl's blood is worth, scum like you can't see her as anything else. Besides, you really thought her father was going to let this slide? When he finds out you freaks tried to turn his daughter into a milk slave, he's going to hire every mafioso in a twenty-kilometer radius to murder you all. I don't have to kill you, you're already dead. Your only hope of living in prison is to tell us where your boss is. Now - or we stuff you in a box and let the hunters find you themselves."

>>1104965
Well, thats disturbing.

Only way youve had any blood is if during the crash your open wounds got infected.
The way this asshole is talking itd either be something youd notice quickly or they really are delusional on every level.

As to taunting out more info.

"Oh, Deerheart.
Youve had the advantage all night and yet...
You still.
Keep.
Fucking.
Up."

Just dont let him see how nervous you are.
If youre not confident of something youre gonna say or feel on edge, remember you have the room.
Walk around him.
Out of his range of vision while you talk.
Circle him.
See how disconcerting he finds being the prey for once.

Also, make a note of the possibility of drinking some albino blood for a power boost in an emergency. Like, even more of an emergency than usual.

>>1104992
Reminds me of south African provinse with the myth that albinos contain gold inside there skulls so witch doctors hire people to murder albinos was a grueling documentary to watch in some ways

I've gotten through this with cold steel, hot lead, and plenty of help. So the girl's got magic blood or some such?
Fine. Not the strangest thing I've heard tonight.
So who's your boss and where is he? He's got an appointment with a bullet.

If he withholds the information, torture him, start with breaking some toes or something.

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>this guy's clearly crazy.
Crazy, but at least he’s said something instead of silently trying to stab me with a knife.

>Try belittling some. Like, "Lived through all the boss sent? What, thugs in masks?
>If you’re not confident of something you’re gonna say or feel on edge, remember you have the room. Walk around him.
I start pacing in circles,
Gretchen: “Oh lived through what? A couple of silent thugs running around in clown masks? Didn’t your mothers teach you reality from fiction?”

Wolf: “Okay first of all, they’re NOT clown masks-”

Gretchen: “Then what are they supposed to be?”

Wolf: “They’re supposed to be scary, not funny clown masks! Come on think, no idiot is going to go around kidnapping and killing others without a disguise, duh.”

Gretchen: “So how come you aren’t wearing one?”

Wolf: “I-er-the boss figured you were on to us by now. We ditched the masks and tried to just look like electricians.”

> How many people do they have?
Gretchen: “So how many of you are there in this group?”

Wolf: “Pfh, there’s only one of me in the group-“

I clobber him in the face again,

Gretchen: “No more smart ass answers. How many members do you have in this group?”

Wolf: “I dunno how many are left after what you pulled tonight. Probably enough that the boss won’t have to get involved.”

>So who's your boss and where is he? He's got an appointment with a bullet.
>Who's he working for?
Gretchen: “Speaking of the boss, where is he? My friend here as a bullet with his name on it.”

Wolf: “You don’t even know his name!”

>If he withholds the information, torture him, start with breaking some toes or something.
Gretchen: “Maybe you’ll care to indulge us on that then. I want it all! The who, what, where, and why.”

Wolf: “You think I’m scared of a measly little doe? Besides, I’ve already drank the albino blood myself. I’ll live through anything you throw at me!”

Gretchen: “What, it makes you invincible or something?”

Wolf: “It let’s whoever drinks it, live forever!”

Gretchen: “Have you met anyone that’s drank it and lived forever?”

Wolf: “Uh, no. It hasn’t even been forever yet. Boss lived through being shot to prove it to us though.”

Gretchen: “Alright that’s it. Get me a hammer, Gasket.”

Gasket: “Sure, here ya go lassie.”

I take the hammer and strike it down on his feet a few times. He howls and snarls in pain, cussing and cursing to no end.

Gretchen: “Having any second thoughts? Cause it looks to me like that magic blood doesn’t work.”

Wolf: “That’s where you’re wrong! I’m still alive you ditzy doe, and when I claw my way out of this rope I’ll make sure I finish the damn job with all of ya!”

I hear the frantic scraping of claws against the metal support beam. He probably ain’t getting anywhere anytime soon, but neither are we with that flat tire-

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Gretta: “Hey mister Gasket, is this that tool you needed?”

Gasket: “That’s it! That’s muh lug wrench! Where did you find it?”

Gretta: “In between walls where that hole was.”

Alright, well. I’m not even going to question that. I gotta decide what I’m going to do here with this mad wolf. Am I going to just leave him here tied up and let law enforcement handle it, or do I let him find out the hard way there’s no such thing as magic?

>>1105291
>lived through being shot
In the head? In the heart? Did anyone see the wound, or just blood? It could have been faked. Also ask if he stayed conscious, or had to heal, because... well, you can knock him out to prove he's not invincible. Plus, if you cut off one of his fingers, that proves he can lose body parts, and if he can't die but can lose body parts then that's a terrible, terrible curse.

Basically, there's two possible outcomes if he can be permanently damaged: 1, it's a curse instead of a blessing, or 2, his leader lied to him. Either way, there's no reason for him to be loyal.

Hard way! Hard way!

On second thought, I guess there's no point in proving this guy wrong by mutilating him if we want him to help us in any way. Threatening to do it might work, but if not, ask what's the smallest piece of him that he'd be willing to risk to prove his claim. A slice of skin off of somewhere, off of his finger?

Was that a threat?

Smash a knee in with that hammer.
Let him know that now it don't matter if he gets out, he ain't goin nowhere fast. Plus, if he don't start talkin', You'll take the other one, too. A permanent limp is one thing. Never walking again is another thing entirely.

>>1105298
True.
Hes drank the kool aid.
Nothing will break that.
But, if youre feeling cruel gretchen, ask him how long it takes to heal, then ask what forever is going to be like with shattered feet?

This ain't self defense anymore Gretchen, y'sure you can live with yourself if you kill him, all tied up like that? Besides, why go to the effort when these facts should do the trick; He can still be injured and still feel pain, so you could just smash all his bones and dump him down a well. Let him stew on that idea.

Give him Gretta's blood, then break his bones.

Eeeh, I'll take a gamble and vote for the police to handle this bozo, which we still have to make contact with, anyway.

Let's not forget to remind him that some of his crazy clown mask friends drank the blood and then died from things like blunt trauma and a chest full of buck shot after interrupting football time.

If he's still able to feel pain, and the injuries you've made aren't healing... How does this guy like the sound of eternal life after being drawn and quartered?

What happened to your clothes?