BrokenPromise

Kurai Majokko: Tsundere Gekido

"How negotiations go are 10% what you say, and 90% what you do and who’s around to see it."

— Dazzling Diamond

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Diamond scoffed. "Those who play with the emotions of others, or defile a resort for their own personal gain, are undeserving of chivalry. No rest for the wicked as they say." As Hizuki built up power, Diamond settled lower into her stance. Now she looked like a samurai, with her bat resting on her hip. She tightened her grip as her gloves filled with sweat. "I’m not opposed to settling this without violence. But your people would need to be willing-" But there was a shift in the stoic batter’s features. Her eyes went wide, her mouth curled in horror, and she might have shouted Hizuki’s name if she knew it. Instead, the next thing Hizuki heard was a shriek that vaguely sounded like Oros the Joyful.

"She’s suffered ENOUGH!"

In the time it took Hizuki to blink, several red tendrils coiled around her calves and feet. She caught a glimpse of the figure that had taken hold of her. Their body was not visible, as every square inch of them was covered in blood, and that blood was taking on a shape of its own. The creature, as it wasn’t a person anymore, looked like the skeletal remains of a dinosaur. Perhaps a Velociraptor or a Deinonychus. At least the mask sort of had the elongated face and rows of teeth one would associate with those creatures. A human torso was housed inside its rib cage, and its arms and legs were made up of tendrils of blood, stretching like muscle fibers. It didn’t have a tail, but it’s back was covered in tiny red flowers. It was difficult to notice with just a glimpse, perhaps the sudden rush of adrenaline had affected Hizuki’s perception of time. Though there was little time to do anything else, even detonate her armor, before she was swung into the street like a medieval flail. The asphalt cracked beneath her, and a plume of stone and dirt rose up from the impact. Then she was flung back over its shoulder as it charged forth.

"Tch!"

Diamond raised her bat just as a tendril threatened to impale her head. She was able to dig her feet into the concession stand enough that blocking the blow gave them some more momentum. But it seemed to realize this, as her tendrils coiled around the concession stand she stood on. Between the approaching eye and whatever that thing was, it seemed like it would be a good time to flee. With a grunt, the batter picked up Tsubomi again and hopped back onto the road, picking up speed as she did so. Meanwhile, the creature’s razor-like tendrils raced around the concession stand like a chain saw, and showered the ground with sparks. Before long, the contraption was bisected and trampled underfoot.

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Topaz floated down to Kaeru’s side, still watching the chaos unfold. "Hot damn, looks like that one needs some lovin’ somethin’ fierce! Not that the big ol' eye is any better." She drew an arrow and pulled it tight. "Last chance to take shelter, but if yer here, I think we could team up for a little bit, hmmm?"

An Idiot's Dungeon Union

@Lugubrious Burger did offhandedly mention we might be able to play as NPCs.

Oh, I forgot to ask.

Will you as the GM be creating a GMPC of your own to play as and use to interact with the rest of the cast? Or will you go the whole "disembodied narrative voice"-route and only play as NPCs/enemies/the enviroment? :o

My ass is the dungeon spirit, your overworked secretary who physically is unable to quit and legally doesn't have ownership rights.

So a mix, but probably closer to 2. That isn't to say that players can't do those things, though.

Guess we'll have to wait for an elaboration on that.

So apparently the last time I posted here was 11 years ago

@K-97Not really.

Spam was kind of on it's way out when I joined the forum 7-8 years ago. There's been the occasional overly ambitious forum game, but it's mostly just been generic spam comments and image memes that you could find anywhere. Also things have gotten a lot more tame from what I've heard.

But maybe you can change that.

Kurai Majokko: Tsundere Gekido

"Pretend I had the energy to shoop a mask over my face that’s made of blood."

— Suki Oyama

Oros ran.

There wasn’t time to consider why Evil Eye had flown off so suddenly, or why she waited until Acid Drop had been captured to say anything about it. Perhaps if she had considered it for a moment, Acid Drop was pretty much asking to be abducted with how vulnerable she had been recently. The bigger issue was that she knew that staying with Acid Drop was something she should have done, and she hadn’t because she had been asked not to. If they ever got her back, that wasn’t a mistake she’d make again. This wasn’t the first time she’d told herself that, but it was the first time it was Acid Drop’s fault.

She arrived at the intersection and wrapped a tendril around a nearby lamp post before swinging to the left and carving a crescent in the road with her skates.

That was when she encountered that stupid eye again. It had slowed down, and it was doing some dumb thing where it lunged forward and then slowed up again. Why was it relying on such a silly form of-

Ohhhhhhhhh…

As Oros passed under it, her tendrils found purchase on its "stomach" just as it was getting ready to lunge forward. when it did, she lunged at the same time. Diamond was very close now.

But she wouldn’t be the first one to arrive.

In addition to being plenty fast, Hizuki didn’t have to maneuver around buildings since she could fly. But the biggest boon to her arrival time had to be…

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Suki pointed her hands behind her back. Her sharpened tendrils sliced off her hands, and she used the rush of blood to accelerate even faster.

"Funny, I heard about a bat that flew into the knight."

— Dazzling Diamond

Things were getting pretty frantic around Diamond.

"Topaz? Got another napkin?"

"Just a moment, cleaning the babies. Can you wait on the napkin?"

Diamond’s eyes shifted. What appeared to be a mad light girl was approaching her from the side. There was also a giant monstrosity lunging for her, and it looked like a dark magical girl was closing in as well. Meanwhile, Diamond had Acid Drop over one shoulder and was holding her bat in such a way that she wouldn’t hurt her, but wasn’t especially conductive for holding back an opponent.

"I’m good for the moment. Guard the babies."

"Thanks hun! Don’t eat too much now!"

She didn’t answer back. Diamond conjured a mobile hotdog stand and placed Tsubomi on top of it. Then she gave it a shove and hopped on with her captive. It wasn’t going to stay ahead of the monster chasing her for long, but it didn’t have to. The bumpy road caused some of the hotdogs to bounce and land on Tsubomi, whose feet and head were resting in hoppers. The batter planted her shoes around Tsubomi.

"I’m not taking her away, I’m trying to have a private conversation." Diamond said as a matter of factly. "The eyes are making that a little hard."

Hizuki had heard about the GEMs batter. The problem was that Diamond had so much talk about her it was hard to parse out what was true and what wasn’t. Every story from her being half a dark magical girl to being on a vengeful quest due to what happened to her sister had been assigned to her. The only consistency between all of these stories was that she was a powerful magical girl that wielded a bat and had access to candy or concession stand magic. Though now that Hisuki could see Diamond, she could confirm she wanted to talk to Tsubomi, though it was possible there were other desires for the girl too, or the nature of the conversation was more aggressive than she was making it sound. It was never easy to get a read on strong magical girls, especially if they were transformed.

She settled into a batting pose, and her grip tightened. The apathy fell away from her face as her brow tcrossed. The batter was ready for her opponent’s first pitch.

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"It’s more fun if you kill a bunch at once!"

— Bodacious Boleite

"I never said they weren’t cute! Why are you spreading slander all of a sudden?" The scientist’s smile grew under her eyes. "It’d be hard to name them all, but there are quite a few. I think we have almost twenty now? Some members don’t last long and others have been with us since the beginning. It makes keeping track of the names hard. We tend to split up into smaller groups anyway, so there’s a few members I’ve never even fought alongside." Given that Boleite hadn’t stopped moving, it might have been that she was more interested in finding out what the mogalls were doing instead of chatting. "Race? Heck yea we can race!" Though as would soon become apparent, Boleite’s speed wasn’t quite as impressive as the destructive power she wielded. Maybe it was rude for Kaeru to push ahead, but if someone was in trouble, it was best to get there as soon as possible.

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The town was just as traversable as it had always been. Though Kaeru couldn’t choose what was the fastest route to her destination, she knew what it was. It involved some unintuitive navigation such as some unexpected U-turns, but she eventually found herself at an intersection. Visually it looked like any other. Some stop signs, walking lamps, and a road that was almost always empty. But it was the last intersection on the stretch of road out of town. It was still too far away to make out anyone, but Kaeru could see the mogall teaming in the distance. Something was coming her way, and Kaeru needed only steel herself for it.

But she also heard a voice overhead.

"Thanks hun! Don’t eat too much!"

Followed by a familiar, but unidentifiable sound.

When Kaeru looked up, she could understand what the sound was and why it was so hard to identify. She had heard the sound of a bowstring launching an arrow before, but never fired with such speed, one after the other. It was almost freakish watching those slender fingers loose so many arrows. Her quiver seemed to deplete, but her hands were only ever at her bow. And once Kaeru took her eyes off the archer’s hands, she was able to take in the unusual sight of the magical girl firing.

She looked like a combination between Cupid and Aphrodite. She had stubby white wings and an equally white outfit. Gilded lace, frilly ribbons, and loads and loads of heart shaped accessories adorned her skimpy but no less elegant outfit. Her golden hair waved about in the wind over Hibusa town, and her red eyes, glimmering like jewels, squinted as she pulled her final arrow back for a spectacular finish. And then she fired, sending a gold streak across the sky. It was hard to discern what she was firing at, but it looked like it was in the direction of the school.

"Yea!" She pumped her arm like a cheerleader before turning to face the incoming swarm of mogalls. Though that was when she noticed Kaeru, and looked down at her. "Howdy darlin’!" the girl that had to be topaz waved her hand at the shrine maiden. "Aren’t you a cutie patootie! No wonder Boley’s been lookin’ for ya." One by one, her quiver filled up with golden arrows. "She’ll be here, she gets side tracked kina easily is all." Topaz drew a single arrow and eyed up her targets. "I think we’re about to get busy. Ya might wanna stand back. I got all the miseria this way already, and I think Boley is moppin’ up what’s left."

Though as time passed on, Kaeru would be able to see the battle that was approaching her. Hizuki, what had to be Oros, and an unknown magical batter balancing on a concession table rolling down the road.

Just a normal day in Hibusa town.

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"Diz iz gunna hurt yaz more den it hurt me haha!"

"What’s the definition of insanity again?"

— Magnificent Morganite & Passionate Pearl

To Shatterscape it was a trap that was sure to kill. To Nyxia it was nothing Earthshaker couldn’t handle. To Earthshaker…

To Earthshaker it was an excuse. A reason to let loose and output as much carnage as possible. It didn’t matter. She had been moved well beyond normal anger and was raging now. She was going to break physics and anything else she needed to if it meant getting her hands on that annoying runt and her ally. Dark magical girls were fueled by dark emotions, and Earthshaker was being fueled by hers. Comparatively, the foul mouthed Nyxia was proceeding with caution. Keeping up but not being baited by Morganite’s taunts.

"Yer mad bro!"

Morganite wasn’t an idiot. Compared to the enraged Earthshaker though, she might have been a genius. Earthshaker’s shield soared towards Morganite. It hardly came as a surprise to the girl, since she had been watching Earthshaker as they retreated. Her second shield came between herself and the improvised projectile and stopped it. Even though it was mostly deflected, it did hit with enough force to throw Morganite onto her back, but not off the shield. This caused the pink haired sass machine to briefly close her eyes with a wince. If this was a one on one fight, Earthshaker’s fist would likely be touching Morganite’s nose by the time she opened her eyes again. But it wasn’t. Pearl was right there, charging her wand as Earthshaker took to the sky. The rule keeper didn’t have her shield, and being airborn meant that Pearl could predict where she’d be. But in a high pressure moment like this, could she land a shot on Earthshaker's exposed torso?

The world may never know.

One after the other, golden arrows flew over the rooftops and struck Earthshaker. From where Nyxia was standing it might have looked painful, with her body convulsing with each arrow. But Earthshaker would not feel any physical pain. Each arrow that buried itself in her body filled her with something else. The glow of a boring TV show when watched with friends, the sensation in her chest when she saw Shuuko, the sound of Norica’s voice when she taught her. Many more of these sensations flooded her before a final arrow slammed into her heart. In that instant she was filled with an almost indescribable feeling. True love? Happiness? All she knew was that she hadn’t felt this complete her entire life.

Pearl continued to aim her quivering wand at Earthshaker, but didn't fire. The rule keeper's soft fist opened up and she dragged her fingers along the edge of the shield, not even strong enough to grab on before she face planted in the grass. She was crying, but she didn’t know why.

Morganite and Pearl didn’t stop moving. As they zoomed off into the distance, Morganite managed to sit up enough to flash a parting grin, just as Pearl collapsed into her lap.

That presence was still around, but it did not seem to feel it was time to reveal itself yet. Which left Nyxia alone in the presence of a sobbing Earthshaker.

March of the White Rabbit: A Roll-Your-Own Magical Girl Roleplay

Ahhh…

Mmmm…

*Lick-smack-lick-smack-lick-smack*

Dill flavored cashews have to be one of my favorite snacks. I’ll have to give the honey mustard trail mix a try next time.

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Oh? I didn’t see you there!

I suppose you were expecting a report from "Bee Pee," but he’s feeling a little under the weather. I’ll be reading his Patron Observation Station Transcript today. I’m not quite as formal as he is, so you’ll have to forgive any embellishments I may slip in.

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You want to know who I am? I’m not in any of these transcripts, and I know how some of you despise "Meta" commentaries. Knowing who a storyteller is seldom enhances the quality of their work.

Just tell me who you are.

Why, I’m the Cheshire Cat!

Not the one the magical girls are going to find, of course. I’m sure all of Wonderland's most iconic champions have been anthropomorphised into magical girls. I was originally going to appear inside a Grand Magistrate exclusive hunt hosted by Bee Pee. The idea was to give the Grand Magistrate’s champions the chance to experience the thrill of hunts. But mine was never accepted, so I never appeared in your transcripts. But I’d like to think my quest inspired the current event the magical girls are facing. Call it a desperate wish from a creature that was never allowed to exist.

So you see, I am not of this world. Never was, never will be.

You call that meta? I’ve had to read posts featuring Oros the Mad and Nykannis. This is nothing!

Fair enough, gentle reader.

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I really shouldn’t, but I know a few things about the previous seasons. Bee Pee was a co-Grand Magistrate for a time and had numerous connections. He tended to be involved with something at almost every point of the reality plenum’s history. It would be rude to betray his trust, but I can lift the curtain on some events that happened over the years.

Would you like to hear something about the pre season or season one?

Pre-Season

SIKE!

Afraid there’s not much to divulge here. Bee Pee was never part of this season, and he doesn’t know any more than what can be learned by reading it yourself. It is interesting to look back on. Few things relevant to current events persist here, but you can sense everyone’s enthusiasm for what this abandoned world could be turned into.

Season One

Ah, season one…

It wasn’t perfect, but Bee Pee quite liked it. Certainly the Grand Magistrate’s storytelling was at its best here. This is likely because the season was more or less his vision for the reality plenum. They were the sole Grand Magistrate and the story's events were largely formed by them. Barring the occasional collab for patron to patron interactions.

Afterwards, the Grand Magistrate decided to allow players to have more input on what went on. We can talk about the effects of that later.

Amber came into this season pretty early, and met a controversial fate. But it did pave the way for Sue, or Su as she’d be called in later seasons. Veronica was also around, and probably got a lot more screen time than most other magical girl employers. Though she too is a topic that would be more interesting to dive into later. Season one was a proving ground of sorts, both for the players and the Grand Magistrate.

What happened to Amber that was so controversial?

She died, that’s all.

Hard to believe, but that was the controversy. Half the patrons felt the reality plenum should have remained lighthearted, while others appreciated the twist. But more interesting than the controversy itself was why it happened.

While there was a push by some for the "stats don’t matter" movement, stats mattered quite a bit in season one. Amber had comparatively low stats to most of the other champions, with her highest one being ten. Her STR and MAG were ten, and she used a ranged weapon in combat that traditionally scales with AGI and sometimes MAG. Most of the other champions could do things that she couldn’t. It didn’t matter that her meager ten strength was being used to hold a ship cannon, cannonballs were weaker than arrows in the eyes of the Grand Magistrate so long as the arrows were fired with a higher AGI score. It’s uncanny to think magical girls could even be that weak now. Thanks to coins in later seasons most magical girls have relatively balanced numbers. They often have multiple stats that exceed ten, or a single stat that goes to twenty or higher.

But Amber was far from useless. She was given plenty of boons, like a large pirate ship that was integral to fighting Justine. The Grand Magistrate let her win all of her diplomatic talks, as she was good at negotiating. Fights were always the inverse. She lost most of her fights with other magical girls and often needed to struggle just to survive. This was fine in the early and middling stages of the season when there was room for alliance forming. That, and because the fights were usually not difficult for the average magical girl, her fights felt much more dramatic because she could actually lose. But fighting was becoming more important and would eventually become the sole focus of the season. The last eight to six months of the season were especially daunting, and the fighting was too intense for a little pirate girl. Even mooks were proving to be a threat. I don’t mean to say he hated the season during the siege. There were a few highlights there. Sue shooting Eli out of a cannon at a gorlion is a memory he’ll hold dear to his heart for many years to come.

But the real deciding factor was an event that happened earlier. Bee Pee had wanted to have Amber unite all of Justine’s underlings on her side. Particularly the big bad four. An unreasonable goal perhaps, and one he never publicly shared but should have. Regardless, Alexander went totally nutso when Lily got abducted and murdered one of them. Amber had been unable to influence the fight directly because she was failing to prevent the sabotage of her ship, and Sue was unable to do more than give Alicia horrible tactical advice. The Grand Magistrate’s law that ranged attacks must always hit allied melee attackers near the target had not been fully understood, but wasn’t something Bee Pee and Sue would ever forget.

That entire ordeal re-contextualized the theme of the Reality Plenum for Bee Pee. It may have been a world where the villains could all be rehabilitated, but it was also one where they could be slain if it served the plenum’s purpose. The Grand Magistrate didn’t treat Minnie’s death as an entirely good thing, but it wasn’t something that seemed to bother the patrons, despite her possibly being innocent. So Bee Pee had a thought: Maybe Amber’s death could change how the patrons perceived death.

After several more fights, she met a most ironic end. Amber was pitted in a one on one fight against an opponent that out classed all of her stats. It was the perfect time for her to lose, and she would never lose again. Amber died, but Sue the magical girl was born. It would be many years before Bee Pee learned that the Grand Magistrate had originally prepared a set piece that required Amber to be alive, and it was ultimately abandoned because of the surprise death. Unfortunate.

But Sue would prove to be an enjoyable champion to play that was stronger in combat and tried to live up to her former captain’s charismatic reputation. She wasn't so powerful that battles were easy, and her attempts at diplomacy weren't completely assured either. It was the perfect champion for Bee Pee. While the original final battle sounded interesting, it wouldn’t have had the same emotional impact with Amber alive. Fighting an eldritch horror is great, but there’s also something fantastical about teleporting part of a vampire castle into the real world and then fighting on it as it plummets. All while a timid bird girl and her friends beat the friendship into Justine’s butt before it falls into the ocean.

At least, not in Bee Pee’s opinion.

What would Amber have done if she had completed her quest and lived?

Who can say? Probably rule over Justine’s castle with her cool foursome of lesbian dark/monster girls that she has no interest in doing anything with. But that would be okay, because they would fall in love with each other, probably. Boteg would move to the overcity to escape Penrose. The only fly in the ointment would be that Amber was still owned by the Mint. She’d need to gain her freedom somehow. Veronica would have even less humanity, seeing as she’d never witnessed Amber refuse to use the black coin. So I imagine there would be a showdown of sorts, with Amber trying to charm Sam into helping her and her dark/monster girl foursome defeat Veronica.

Unfortunately in this version of the story, Sue would remain a bird and never discover her true potential. Who knows what’s good or bad?

Why did Sue change her name to Su?

The in story reason is because she was always Su, but had changed it to "Sue" because Amber thought it looked like a western name that way. Raised fewer questions.

But really Sue had been an afterthought at creation and only grew into an important champion later on as she interacted with Mariette’s minions, so her history needed to be fleshed out more between seasons. Familiars are combinations of souls, so with Amber’s patron being a dragon, it made sense to give Su some Chinese heritage. Su’s completely revised backstory was something that had been planned before season two started.

The other seasons

Hmmm, why don’t we talk about them next time? I have a feeling I’ll be showing up again.

Give me the report.

Of course. Why don’t we start with Mac?

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"The heck is she side eyeing me for?"

Probably because you’re dressed up as gooner bait.

— Mac

Tonya "Mac" Murphy

Age: 24/11 | Gender: Female/Female | Illusion, Gravity
Body | Power of Friendship, Regeneration, Third Eye | Cradle
Coercion, Soul Jar, Martial Training, True Sight, Parasite, Gifted, Awareness, Overcity Shift, Mystic Artifact

Magical Overload, Cradle Supply, Connected, Gifted Item (Aigorost) | Monstrous Form, Exposed, Mercy, Distrust
Redirected Magic, Second Specialization | Non-Standard Limbs, Destroyer

STR: 05 | AGI: 04 | VIT: 05 | MAG: 03 | LCK: 03
+46
STR: 20 | AGI: 20 | VIT: 20 | MAG: 20 | LCK: 20

Remaining: 8 Gold, 30 Silver, 39 Bronze
Total: 12 Gold, 162 Silver, 183 Bronze

Mac had managed to swap her identities fast enough, but she hadn’t done anything to hide her cock.

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I mean hen. Please don’t take that line out of context, you know what I mean. Let’s move on.

Nobody seemed to care that Mac was riding atop a dangerous animal that the queen could take back. They would be doing this raid again if she recovered the damnable chicken. Given that Mac didn’t want to kill it after some soul searching, perhaps their lack of questions was a good thing. Really though, she was ready to beat that thing to death, and then she just decided to try and befriend it. Is she okay? She’s been kind of flipping out recently. She kept telling herself MDP was more mental, but that was hardly a point of reassurance.

Aside from Rachel and Alicia, the others ignored her. This was something that Mac was fine with. She had wondered if it would be best to revert back to keep MDP's mood up, but the girl did a fine job of that all on her own. She likely wouldn’t miss the Knight of Tonight, and that was fine. It did hurt her a little bit, but likely not as much as continuing to bee the knight in her presence. Better still, Alicia was very understanding. That was best for such an important mission.

But then Mac heard a voice. She looked just a bit further down and saw the tiny Ronin and Miko looking up at her. Their eyes filled with the joy of small children that never knew hardship. Though she knew that wasn't the truth, and the glimmer of life that was being reflected back at her was one of resilience!

"Yup, I beat the cock!" Ughhhhhhh... Why couldn't Mac be a normal magical girl? Oddly, she thought the same thing about the twins as they had a conversation about her in front of her but not with her. "Ah, well, Mac is not my real name, but it's my persona that I use. I um, I enjoy crime dramas, hot showers. Hmmmm..." You really suck at this Mac. You need to go back to small talk school. Her finger rubbed the tip of her chin as if that would somehow get her to start saying something interesting. "..if you have a specific question, I'll answer it. So long as it's not too personal. Alicia knows me a little bit though. Just a little bit." She winked at the twins before steering the chicken back ahead.

Hopefully that's enough to stem the tide of beating. And I fixed the typo. GOD this is tedious to edit. I mean, Mac noticed some tiny green guys in the distance!

"Maybe I should converse with them?" Mac said, rather pleased with her chances of breaking through. She had just tamed a giant chicken and fumbled her way through a conversation with the twins, how hard would it be to talk to some black eyed cactus?

But then Alicia… just shot an arrow at them? It’s not like they’re going to know it was a warning shot. Or I mean, maybe they will. We’ll know by the next one, won’t we? Haha, you know I’m just kidding, right? Though Mac was a little miffed that her thunder had been robbed. She was specced out for, well, everything actually. But a lot of her perks and at least one of her powers were for diplomacy. But you’re fine, Alicia. I think scaring tiny critters with arrows is funny.

"...Do you solve everything with violence?" So much for the good vibes. Don't worry Alicia, I've got this. Listen Mac, You just tried to murder a chicken and changed strategies mid fight. Let’s not ride too high on our tall chicken now. But to answer your question, yes, yes she does. She’s Beacon, of course she’s a neanderthal who’s first action is to use violence. I hope MDP, ever the pacifist, doesn’t think you were trying to kill one of them. Disregard that, the girl is incapable of thinking. Maybe you were playing fetch with them.

Oh, sorry, I got off on a bit of a tangent there. Yes! Mac decided to use her special eyes to examine the critters from a distance. Her third eye and true sight were active, and if they were doing anything other than observing, she’d know about it. Unless it was like that time in season three.

Aaaaaaand I think we’re done.

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Oh! Right, hah! I bet some of you want to know how Chloe is going to react to Lily. One second. I need a moment to get serious again.

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Predictable…

I feel like “Emo Chloe” has a nice ring to it. Anyone agree?

— Chloe Irving

Chloe Irving

03 03 03 03 03
10 10 06 17 04
23/12 | Babe/Baby | Spirit
Mystic orb, Gauntlets | Third Eye, Tentacles | Horror
Wings, Enhanced Outfit, Big Damn Hero, Blood Magic, Interdimensional Home, Sorcery, Enhanced Transformation
Dominator | Dark Weapon
Nagash

6 Gold, 9 silver, 13 bronze

Lily had attempted to stop Chloe, but she in turn was stopped by a Mortisan Bone Shaper. As Caterpillar’s screams filled the air, it spoke.

"You must steel your emotions." This one was much more stern in tone than the jovial one Chloe normally spoke with. "Chloe is invoking the will of our god, and securing the surest route to victory. Do not pity your opponent. Your bodies may wither and die, but your souls are eternal, and like Sigmar’s chosen, the Stormcast Eternals, they will be reborn better than ever!" Unspoken but just as true, was that Nagash would just as soon those magical girls stayed dead. Not that he had any say in the matter. Yet.

Once the ritual was complete enough, the bone reapers stood aside and allowed Lily to come closer. She had some choice words for Chloe. You could pick them apart if you wanted to. Caterpillar likely wasn’t mind controlled. There was no reason for a brainwashed slave to turn themselves in willingly to the enemy. Beacon had all kinds of methods to break mind control now, so it would be risky to turn over a powerful ally to the enemy. Better to use them up before they are used against them. And really, Lily? You thought Chloe had changed from a slutty toddler into a tentacled teenager to become a better person? Foolish as ever.

Fool or not, Chloe looked to be affected by Lily’s words. She had the tell tale signs of it all over her face. Wide eyes, dilated pupils, slack jaw, just a tiny tremble in the lower lip. For as juvenile as Lily’s retort had been, Chloe understood what she had done. Lily was a bleeding heart. She loved her boyfriend despite him being an asshole, and she forgave people that she really shouldn’t have. Despite Chloe’s network of connections, her lies, her life lines, her owed favors, her safety nets, her logic, there was no protecting her from this. Lily didn’t seem to hate anyone, but she hated Chloe now. Wasn't this the opposite of what she wanted? To make friends and be loved by everyone? And now she was unforgivable in the eyes of the most forgiving person she ever knew. Maybe Penny was right about her. She cracked inside, and as so many people do, she tried to hide her wound under a chuckle.

"Et tu, Lily?" Her voice was quieter than what was appropriate for a powerful coin broker. "No, I don’t think you will. You won’t save everyone." Chloe turned away from Lily and snapped her fingers. In a matter of seconds, Caterpillar’s body finished its transformation into a Liege-Kavalos Yet the rider was given a shape similar to her original form, and fitted with a cloak. Even though the face was made out of bone, it had been smoothed out until it looked like a woman’s face, or even a mask. Along with that came fragments of her humanity that had been stripped away. It was a very honorable position to hold in Nagashe’s armies, and only the finest were allowed to remain in tact as a single soul, but it wouldn’t change what had happened. "You helped save Regina, you did save Abigail." She looked back at Lily. "You even saved Justine twice, but there comes a point where we’re just too far gone. Right? I’m proof of that now." She ran a hand over her face. She knew Lily wouldn’t see the tears, and her tone would not betray her. "If there’s anything left of me when this is all over, you’re welcome to bring whatever remains to justice." She turned her back to Lily and walked deeper into her army. Her soldiers fell in behind her.

Despite all the souls around her, she felt very alone.

But Chloe wasn't going to just wallow. Like any busy body, you only needed to bury your head into your work to escape any pain. They had to be victorious before anything else. What she learned here was only half of the story though. Her crystal ball appeared in her hand, and she looked into its murky surface.

"Status report on the Penrose and Bolorton sites."

An Idiot's Dungeon Union

I go to sleep for like 7 hours and the OOC gets put up and half the application slots get scooped up. Jeez.

@Xaltwind

It's not first come first served, no slots are getting scooped up. Regardless of how many laughs/likes a sheet gets, Burger is going to pick us based on what they think makes for the best experience. Not everyone who's shown interest is going to make a sheet. Not everyone who's made a sheet is going to stick with the RP. If you're not selected initially, there might be an opening for you sooner than you think. Maybe you will get picked and decide the RP isn't for you after a few posts. Maybe the RP will implode inside a month. Who can say what's good or bad?

This will be Muste's proposal for the design of the dungeon's first floor:

@Ariamis

Upper management loves how you toy with the emotions of the adventurers. However, there are concerns about the price of the renovation. They'd like to see the same sort of job done with three Illusory walls. They also want a wide angle view of the core to enjoy on a lunch break, which your claustrophobic corridor system does not provide. Moreover, they are bothered by the layout's lack of symmetry and would like to see you lean harder on the spiral aspect of the design. The monster rest areas should also be spread around more, as not all of us will enjoy the humid air created by the hot spring you plan to implement later. Mind you that we are still unsure if we have room in our first quarter budget for such an upgrade, and certainly not with the currently proposed number of illusory walls. Upper management would like to see your complete revised plans in three days.

Additionally, everyone will be taking a pay cut until we can determine the exact price of the Lord Dread-Mare mosaic, which your floor plan currently does not possess the room to display.

Placard on Muste's desk

An Idiot's Dungeon Union

MR Department

Salbjorg of the Deep

3★ | Shahmaran | Level 1

Appearance: Sal is a humanoid creature with snake-like features. At a distance she might pass for a human, but upon getting closer it's easy to notice something is amiss. Her pupils are long like daggers, her ears are too short for an elf, and her mouth houses fangs and a forked tongue. The rest of her is similar. Her feet are heavily scaled and her hair has fluorescent qualities. It's nearly black at her scalp, but gets greener as it ages until the tips of her locks are a vibrant green. She’s also quite tall and is a head above the tallest human adventurers. She prefers to wear ceremonial robes interwoven with gold and bone jewelry. When taken in all at once it’s hard not to assume she's a powerful monster.

Personality: Sal has a regal air about her. She’s overly reserved, to the point where she can take jokes at face value and smiles less frequently than a stone golem. Perhaps in a past life she was a princess, if not a queen. It’s not like she would know. What she does know is monster resources, and she runs a tight ship. When upper management makes a request it becomes her duty to make sure they can deliver. She will deliver the bad news when rations are cut, or to get on middle management’s case when productivity slips behind projections. Though she’s also there to provide training, dealing with employee conflict resolution, and let upper management know when morale is slipping. Perhaps it is the need to both be an employee's friend and nemesis that has her seem withdrawn emotionally. One moment she's providing assistance, the next she's injecting employees with “enthusiasm” to improve their lackluster performance. It's not clear if she enjoys bringing others to their full potential or only cares about making sure the dungeon is efficient enough for upper management. Maybe Sal is as joyless as she looks. Who can tell with a snake?

Though Sal cares about things other than efficiency. She likes beautiful things, be they pretty baubles, clothes, or even adventurers that storm the dungeon. Despite having potent claws to rend things with, she prefers to as little damage to the outside of their bodies as possible. Sal has a preference for using poison, suffocation, or similar methods to preserve the adventurers. She claims it makes them more likely return to the dungeon again, as priests don't charge as much to resurrect them if they're in one piece. Though this is not rigidly enforced as it is not part of upper management's guidelines.

Additionally she really likes eggs and hasn’t found one she couldn’t swallow yet.

Abilities:

Snake Physiology: Sal has some features you might find on a snake, such as poisonous fangs, heat sensing capabilities, a jaw that can dislodge itself to swallow large items, etc. Additionally, Sal is cold blooded and prefers warm, damp areas of the dungeon as opposed to cool and dry ones.

Bone Melding: A basic branch of necromancy that deals with shaping and conjuring bone. Since she doesn't believe in stabbing adventurers with bone spears, she uses it to fabricate tools. One of her more common uses for bone melding is to make whiteboards for discussions with upper and middle management. Though she also makes smaller placards to communicate sometimes. Sal doesn’t like speaking due to her lisssssssssp so she prefers to display written messages when she can. Sal is also there to provide pens, cups, really any hard bodied object that isn't made of complicated parts. The most complicated thing she can manufacture is a syringe, which uses cartilage as a plunger to push fluids through a hollowed bone.

Toxin Brewing: Sal can take her venom and brew specific poisons. Anything from a poison that tires people out to causing organ failure are on the table. But a far more important utility is to brew up various corrosive toxins of different colors. They can be used to chemically burn colored illustrations onto her white boards for the purpose of making great presentations. She's also experimenting with dying textiles, but that's still in development. She’s also capable of brewing a “helpful toxin” called enthusiasm. Its effects are a bit like drinking coffee, only it’s much more painful when administered.

Grappling Mastery: Like the dommy mommy she is, Sal is strong enough to wrestle monsters. She can go toe to toe with foes larger than she is, and she's already quite tall. Her own principles prevent her from using her claws to rend her targets, but she has no issue tumbling with anyone and putting them in a choke hold. This obviously has benefits when fighting adventurers, but it's also useful on unruly employees who need to know their place or resist being administered with enthusiasm.

Shifting: Sal can pass as a human if she wishes. In this guise, she is of average height, has no monstrous features, and can speak normally. However this form is uncomfortable to maintain, like wearing a corset that fits too tight. She has to actively maintain this form through focus or risk reverting back into her original shape.

Karaoke Queen: Sal's pretty good at singing, and her speech impediment disappears when she does.

An Idiot's Dungeon Union [It's Monster Politik Time]

Hiring crisis? Limited player slots? Do not fear, monster resources is here!

MR Department

Salbjorg of the Deep

3★ | Shahmaran | Level 1

Appearance: Sal is a humanoid creature with snake-like features. At a distance she might pass for a human, but upon getting closer it's easy to notice something is amiss. Her pupils are long like daggers, her ears are too short for an elf, and her mouth houses fangs and a forked tongue. The rest of her is similar. Her feet are heavily scaled and her hair has fluorescent qualities. It's nearly black at her scalp, but gets greener as it ages until the tips of her locks are a vibrant green. She’s also quite tall and is a head above the tallest human adventurers. She prefers to wear ceremonial robes interwoven with gold and bone jewelry. When taken in all at once it’s hard not to assume she's a powerful monster.

Personality: Sal has a regal air about her. She’s overly reserved, to the point where she can take jokes at face value and smiles less frequently than a stone golem. Perhaps in a past life she was a princess, if not a queen. It’s not like she would know. What she does know is monster resources, and she runs a tight ship. When upper management makes a request it becomes her duty to make sure they can deliver. She will deliver the bad news when rations are cut, or to get on middle management’s case when productivity slips behind projections. Though she’s also there to provide training, dealing with employee conflict resolution, and let upper management know when morale is slipping. Perhaps it is the need to both be an employee's friend and nemesis that has her seem withdrawn emotionally. One moment she's providing assistance, the next she's injecting employees with “enthusiasm” to improve their lackluster performance. It's not clear if she enjoys bringing others to their full potential or only cares about making sure the dungeon is efficient enough for upper management. Maybe Sal is as joyless as she looks. Who can tell with a snake?

Though Sal cares about things other than efficiency. She likes beautiful things, be they pretty baubles, clothes, or even adventurers that storm the dungeon. Despite having potent claws to rend things with, she prefers to as little damage to the outside of their bodies as possible. Sal has a preference for using poison, suffocation, or similar methods to preserve the adventurers. She claims it makes them more likely return to the dungeon again, as priests don't charge as much to resurrect them if they're in one piece. Though this is not rigidly enforced as it is not part of upper management's guidelines.

Additionally she really likes eggs and hasn’t found one she couldn’t swallow yet.

Abilities:

Snake Physiology: Sal has some features you might find on a snake, such as poisonous fangs, heat sensing capabilities, a jaw that can dislodge itself to swallow large items, etc. Additionally, Sal is cold blooded and prefers warm, damp areas of the dungeon as opposed to cool and dry ones.

Bone Melding: A basic branch of necromancy that deals with shaping and conjuring bone. Since she doesn't believe in stabbing adventurers with bone spears, she uses it to fabricate tools. One of her more common uses for bone melding is to make whiteboards for discussions with upper and middle management. Though she also makes smaller placards to communicate sometimes. Sal doesn’t like speaking due to her lisssssssssp so she prefers to display written messages when she can. Sal is also there to provide pens, cups, really any hard bodied object that isn't made of complicated parts. The most complicated thing she can manufacture is a syringe, which uses cartilage as a plunger to push fluids through a hollowed bone.

Toxin Brewing: Sal can take her venom and brew specific poisons. Anything from a poison that tires people out to causing organ failure are on the table. But a far more important utility is to brew up various corrosive toxins of different colors. They can be used to chemically burn colored illustrations onto her white boards for the purpose of making great presentations. She's also experimenting with dying textiles, but that's still in development. She’s also capable of brewing a “helpful toxin” called enthusiasm. Its effects are a bit like drinking coffee, only it’s much more painful when administered.

Grappling Mastery: Like the dommy mommy she is, Sal is strong enough to wrestle monsters. She can go toe to toe with foes larger than she is, and she's already quite tall. Her own principles prevent her from using her claws to rend her targets, but she has no issue tumbling with anyone and putting them in a choke hold. This obviously has benefits when fighting adventurers, but it's also useful on unruly employees who need to know their place or resist being administered with enthusiasm.

Shifting: Sal can pass as a human if she wishes. In this guise, she is of average height, has no monstrous features, and can speak normally. However this form is uncomfortable to maintain, like wearing a corset that fits too tight. She has to actively maintain this form through focus or risk reverting back into her original shape.

Karaoke Queen: Sal's pretty good at singing, and her speech impediment disappears when she does.

An Idiot's Dungeon Union [It's Monster Politik Time]

please attach your payment to your nearest canadian goose and you'll see the points appear in your account within the next 18-65 years

@Burger

I'm not getting anywhere near a Canadian goose, guess I'll F2P it.

On the topic of F2P, are there going to be a lot of references to game mechanics outside of the gacha, or is that like, an actual meta thing that happens outside the RP? Like do our characters vaguely accept the fact that they are in a game, and that all traps and minions have to be positioned perfectly on a 36 by 36 grid?

An Idiot's Dungeon Union [It's Monster Politik Time]

Looks interesting.

<Snipped quote by ERode>

160 dungeon points for your beginner banners. Of which I give arbitrarily.

@Burger

Can we use real money to buy Dungeon Points? Preferably in strange denominations so that we always end up overspending. I also want a 99.99$ "super discount" that gives us a whopping 20% more Dungeon points. I'm also fine with you saying that there are no refunds, even if the game never gets off the ground and you're forced to close the servers first year of development.