You stick your pistol out from behind the table waving it in the air. “Hold! Hold I say.”

The firing from the other side of the courtyard abates. Then a male voice shouts back in a drawl “What?”

You poke your head out before standing upright. You point at the ten gallon hat peeking form over the table. “You. You there, the filthy American colonial. I see you wield pistols.”

The ten gallon hat stands upright, sticking his thumbs into his belt and spitting on the ground. “What about it nancy boy?”

You chuckle, pulling out an embroidered handkerchief and examining it before speaking. “I propose a duel. A rare honor for one of my stature to deign to do so with a colonial urchin such as yourself. You would be advised to accept my most generous offer.”

The ten gallon hat steps out into the open. “Straight Shooter Tex.”

You snort. “It matters not. Come, let us make battle.”

The two of you step fully into the open, squaring off. The other two merc-idols are milling around behind their tables, too intent to watch the duel to worry about the now silent Simge.

You and Tex stare at one another. Tex’s fingers twitch. You squint through your monocle. A cool breeze blows across the courtyard.

Both of you go for your guns at the exact same second. Only, while Tex’s fingers found immediate purchase on his revolver, yanking it clear out of the holster, yours skitter across the grip, sliding completely past it and into your pocket. You watch Tex raise his gun in slow motion, a crowing smile etched on his face.

A crack. Tex’s eyes go wide before he slumps to the floor, a perfect collapse.

Two more cracks. The last two remaining mercs fall to the ground as well. Your head jerks around. Simge is standing on the edge of the roof, her foot resting on the lip of the building. She is wearing an all too revealing straight jacket, her hands operating the sniper rifle through the long sleeves.

As you look up at her, mad laughter fills the courtyard.

The laughter abates somewhat as Simge- Vix- begins to hop from roof to window sill to window sill, down the exterior of the building. Eventually, she lands on the ground, cat-like, before standing upright and skipping over to the “dead” body of your would-be-duelling partner. Simge crouches over it and begins to poke at it with a finger. “C’mon,” she says, sounding like a warped child cajoling her father for a piggyback ride, “we all know you’re faking! Let’s do another take!”

>What does Lord John Churchill have to say to the mad woman who dared to interrupt his duel?

>>30914282
I'm on my phone so can't really get too elaborate.

Ask her what possessed her to interrupt an honorable duel like that. Tell he we were quite capable of handling the colonial ourself.

>>30914282
"I say deplorable wench, I know your kind have no honor for the fight between two men, but to shoot him before even I, Lord John Churchill, could is quite the smirch on my impeccable honor. Perhaps it is time for us to part ways, before I treat you much the same as you treated the colonist"

To her in private through glasses: "OH GOD THANK YOU! I am not a quick draw artist"

>>30914333
>>30914330
Writing

>>30914470
Holy hell you're starting early today!

Great to see you Fall.

>>30914259
Not jumping in IRC this time?

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>Deniable Assets Quest
>Starting early

>>30914997
We're a trophy hunter, go after the pretty ones. Besides, more contrast when Mad Jack eventually comes out.

>Fight a bunch of cheerleaders.

>>30914997
>>Fight the cheerleaders.
Stay with Simge/Vix?

We said we would be her guardian and we will honor that statement. We are a gentleman after all.

>>30914997

split....go for the nerds as we are teachies too, and we already got some girl prizes

>>30914997
>The Cheerleaders
I just can't resist.
>Stick with Smige/Vix
We did just appoint ourself her guardian...

>>30915050
We ain't a techie right now thought. Keep in character bro.

>>30914997
>>Fight a bunch of cheerleaders

We stick together of course.

>>30915050

also, they may present a more fitting chalenge than a bunch of females

>>30914997
>Fight a bunch of cheerleaders
>stick with Simge/Vix

>>30915072
We need a curbstomp fight to save some face though.

>>30914997
>Fight nerds with robots
>Stick with Smige/Vix

Rolled 2

>>30914997
>Fight a bunch of cheerleaders

>>30914997
Fight the cheerleaders stick with Vix/Smige try to hit something jeezus, or failing that get hit so you can really let go.

Seems like sticking with Simge/Vix and fighting a bunch of cheerleaders won out. Writing.

Oh goddamnit. I just realized that I left out a big part of my part 1 post.

All your votes still count, and I'm still writing, but I'm going to delete those two posts and repost with the proper text

>>30915150
In retrospect we should have asked her her preference. Ah well, tell her she can pick next time, assuming we survive and don't split up.

You reach up with your hand and begin to twirl some of the hair on your moustache in an appropriately villainous fashion. Walking up to Vix, you look down at her, your face a mask of contempt. "I say deplorable wench, I know your kind have no honor for the fight between two men, but to shoot him before even I, Lord John Churchill, could is quite the smirch on my impeccable honor. Perhaps it is time for us to part ways, before I treat you much the same as you treated the colonist."

However, you offset your harsh patrician rebuke with a quick ping to her from your e-monocle.

>Seriously though, thanks a million. I just cannot do quick drawing today. Don’t know why I’m bothering

Vix rolls back on the balls of her feet, twittering with insane laughter. “No need to get angry Churchy! You don’t have to show off for the cameras! Just do what I always do and have fun!”

“Tch,” you click, removing your e-monocle and rubbing it with an embroidered handkerchief. “It appears you are in even less control of your faculties than I originally suspected. What cameras, girl? Never you mind. Clearly one of such a fragile state requires guardianship. Fear not, for I shall provide, as my gentleman’s duty requires.”

The two of you walk across the courtyard before you stop, looming over the last “living” member of the merc-idol squad you just faced. That one twin you hit in the shoulder or something. Without even glancing down at her, you deliver the finishing shot and keep right on walking into the building opposite of the one that you just left. Stepping into the hallway, Simge waits for Saul to give you both the all clear before pulling down her face mask. Her radiant smile is somewhat marred by the artful application of makeup, giving it a demented quality. “Guardianship? Nice cover Ivan.”

You grunt. “Hey. I don’t know what got into me. Ever since landing I’ve been screwing up way more shots than I really should have. I think I might be more adrenaline powered than I initially suspected. This drop just lacks that life or death punch that gets me focused.”

Simge waves her finger chiddingly in the air. “Ivan, the mark of a truly great merc is the ability to deliver quality service regardless of the situation,” Simge pauses, before putting her hand up against her face in a stage whisper, “but I can totally see where you’re coming from there. I have trouble taking these sorts of missions properly seriously myself.”

You nod, rubbing the back of your head. “Yeah yeah. I think that’s it. Just need to get into the zone or something.”

Simge smiles and nods before Saul reappears in both of your HUDs.

“Alright everybody. Simge, Ivan, I expected a slightly better combat performance out of both of you, although Simge, that four shot hat trick you managed was a good recovery. Ivan, I just need you to get in the zone man. Your acting is actually pretty damned good, you just need to follow it up with more… umph.”

You nod in sheepish concurrence as Saul keeps on speaking. “Anyway, I’ve got two squadrons of merc-idols nearby you two. You can stay together or split up, either one works for me. I’ve got one group in the robotics lab, a bunch of techies and hacking nerds. They’ve got quite a few nasty little turrets and combat bots set up. Meanwhile, I’ve also got the entire cheerleading entourage currently wandering around this building’s main hall. Your call.”

>Which one does Ivan pick?
>Fight nerds with robots
>Fight a bunch of cheerleaders
>>And does he split up with Simge/Vix?

>>30915201
>>30915214

Hey Fall, just a suggestion for the future (though I doubt this will happen again). If you're reporting revised story posts, you might want to stick a little disclaimer at the top so people catching up in the archive don't thing their missing something and know why the vote's already been locked in.

Just a thought.

>>30915150

well, at least we can try shooting the leader's forehead in midspeach again

>>30915305
But as always we will miss...

>>30915362
It can become a part of the act.
Incompetent gentleman.

>>30915413
>Incompetent
More like playing with a handicap, in good sportsmanship of course.

>>30915362

if we keep missing i say Mad Jack takes over out of pure frustration

>>30915362

We miss on purpose....it's bad business to headshot women on TV, I read it sometime somewhere

>>30915503
...then we should have picked a character that isn't supposed to headshot women on TV, right?

“Cheerleaders,” you blurt out, the response entirely involuntary. Simge rolls her eyes and arches an eyebrow.

“Can’t say I’m surprised.”

You chuckle. “Hey Simge, there are dude cheerleaders too. And those guys are usually built as fuck. It’s not like you’re totally losing with this deal either.”

Simge looks thoughtful for a moment before nodding. “Good point Ivan. Good point.”

“Besides, better than whatever the robotics team would have on display, right?”

Simge concurs and the two of you begin to follow the map on your HUd towards the entrance hall. Eventually, Simge stops before a large set of doors. “So these are the stairs to the second floor and the observation deck that’s around the hall. I’ll go up there and scout the area out, provide overwatch fire support.”

You nod and Simge leaves up the stairs. After a few minutes of waiting, she pings you.

>okay, on observation level. 5 girls, 4 with ARs, one, i think leader, with pom poms. Two males. Big guys. 1 has LMG, 1 has… a flame thrower?

>Not much cover in hall, unsurprisingly. A lot of blind spots due to some support pillars though, but nothing really near your set of doors. You might need to improvise something. about 10 meters between your door and first line of pillars.

You look around for improvisable materials. There are some locker doors and classroom doors nearby. Considering the low power of the rounds, You imagine they could hold up under anything but heavy weapons fire.

>plan the attack sucker.

>>30915679
Tear one of the entrance hall doors off its hinges and carry it like a shield.

>>30915679
Just burst through the doors spraying assault rifle fire willy nilly, making them drop while making a villainous speech.

>>30915707
That sounds more like "Mad Jack" than our Gentlemanly persona...not coming up with a better idea, just annoyed that we're going t take a hit for our acting.

>>30915679
Actually, why don't we just walk in making a villainous monologue?

If we get shot we can just go to Mad Jack.

>>30915729
I guess I'll second this, since the other two seem a bit wild for us in our gentlemanly persona.

>>30915679
Well, as our persona states, we have to make our presence known in a gentlemanly fashion. Nix should be set up or finishing setup as we do this. If it seems like they will try and fire at us, that when Nix "blows" her spot with a laugh and a shot. This should provide time to get to the nearest pillar. Once there, aim for the LMG guy to get rid of the heaviest weapon their.

>>30915801
sounds good

>>30915679
Remove a door as our shield. March in there talking loudly about how a gentleman must be a shield for those he is responsible for.

Use the assault rifle and attempt to close the gap. See if Simge can't hit the guys with the heavy weapons, or at least keep them pinned until we've gotten to better cover.

>>30915679
>>30915679

introduce ourselfs and begin villanius speack while calmily walking towards the pillars

let them talk a little and say whatever lines they have prepared, when we are near a pillar say we are tired of this charede and attempt forehed shot nº2 while asking for singe to take out flamer guy if possible....

of course if they start shooting as soon as they see us fall back and grab a locker door while cursing about how uncivilized they are

>>30915679
We can either let simge start shooting first in order to thin them out a little and distract, or barge in spew something to distract while she thins them out that way, if their eyes our on us and not looking at each other, if we can find a reason to fire our pistol up in the air as we talk simge might be able to take out the ones from the back on every shot we fire, still keeping them distracted while taking them out, not too sure how we would play this off or if it would be considered honorable, we'd have to find some way to twist it..
Another idea is if Saul would let us turn into Mad Jack offscreen to make it appear as if there were in fact 5 mercs attacking, and later reveal that Mad Jasck and us are in fact the same guy, this would allow us to do dirtier tactics, we'd have to ask Saul first though.

>>30915833

take the oportunity to rub it in thet we killed a bunch of their friends and that we are not impressed by the school "spirit" shown to us up to this moment

>>30915865
I kind of like that last bit, except that our costume and equipment don't change when we go mad- just our makeup.

>>30915895
>>30915833
>>30915801
I like this.

>>30915895
"Typical lower class educational facilities. They are never up to par, in MY boarding school we were taught how to defend our homes from any fools who attack it."
*sigh*
"But what was I expecting? Courage? Intelligence? HONOR? From plebeian buffoons. I really was deluding myself."

>>30915679
Wait. Weaponized pom-poms could be pretty deadly.

Let's take her out first.

Alright, seeing a plan of action form here.

+walk into hall, begin to talk about school spirit
+if they do not open fire, approach while they are distracted, attempt to close and get into cover behind pillars, Have Simge snipe heavy weapons guys to start things off.
+If they simply open fire retreat and grab door to use as cover before attempting to close once more
>if possible shoot pom-pom while she's in the middle of her intro
>shoot heavy weapons guys with AR if not already down
>try and aim for pom-pom.
>Just shoot and remain in cover

I'll need... about 7 3d10 rolls.

Rolled 3, 9, 3 = 15

>>30916002
Tally Ho!

Rolled 8, 7, 6 = 21

>>30916002
please dice gods.

Rolled 6, 2, 4 = 12

>>30916002

first dice I ever rolled for this quest

Rolled 4, 8, 5 = 17

>>30916002

Rolled 10, 1, 4 = 15

>>30916002

Rolled 1, 9, 2 = 12

>>30916034

Should have kept not rolling

Rolled 9, 5, 8 = 22

>>30916002

Rolled 9, 9, 2 = 20

>>30916002
Not sure shooting someone mid intro is sporting for a gentleman...

>>30916034

never again

Rolled 5, 10, 7 = 22

>>30916002
Extra set of dice in case we aren't dead.

>>30916058

It is if they are annoyng peasants....and is kind of a thing since we did it with the other leader too.

>>30916046
Look who's talking.

>>30916002
I saw quite a few over 20. That's good, right?
...right?

Rolled 10, 9, 3 = 22

>>30916102
it's not linked but still the irony is amusing

Rolled 1, 6, 6, 3, 9, 5, 7, 3, 7, 6, 8, 5 = 66

Alright good set of rolls there anons. Rolling for some story stuff, Simge's shots, a few other things.

>>30916144
It's weird Fall Guy. Every time you roll, you take all the 5+ d10s.
I wonder if tg dice just like you. Or Simge.

>>30916144
>13
>17
>17
>19

Not bad?

>>30916102

My hubris displeased the dice gods.

Awww yisss maufakin DAQ
Lurk moarrrr

>Alright Simge. I’ll do my entrance. Wait for them to be properly distracted, then try to bring down heavy weapons guys. Are you in position already?

>No. Entrance Hall is live film zone. Can’t enter without going into character. Need them distracted otherwise position totally given away.

You nod. Makes sense. Pulling out your assault rifle, you roll your shoulders back and push open the door. The Cheerleaders look up at you in feigned shock. As expected, pom-poms steps forward to the head of the group. Clearly the leader. Before she has a chance to speak, you begin to monologue in earnest. “Typical of your common educational facilities. A group dedicated to maintaining school morale. At Saint Griswold’s Preparatory, we needed no such organization, for pride and loyalty and duty were never in question.”

You spread your hands out as you walk forward, continuing your speech. “Yes, that is the difference between one of my station and the teeming masses. Alas, considering the pitiful fight your classmates put up, it seems that you have failed to instill any sort of spirit in them at all-”

You would continue speaking, but at that point pom-poms points at you wrathfully. “Spirit Elite! Scorpion formation! Let’ show this jerk some real school spirit!”

You yelp and hop backwards as the cheerleaders open fire, running a zigzag pattern back behind the doors you came out of. In the distance, you can hear Vix laughing. “Filthy plebiscite commoners! No respect for etiquette or manners! I was a fool to think otherwise,” you curse to yourself as you remove a door from it’s place on the wall, grabbing the handle as if it were a shield. Taking care to ignore the camera drone floating around your head, you charge back into the entrance hall once more, this time with your impromptu tower shield. glancing through the glass window, you note that the male cheerleader with the LMG is down for the count, although it seems as if Simge missed her first shot.

Bellowing something along the lines of “A gentleman must always be ready to take up the shield to defend his lady,” you rush forward, firing madly with your assault rifle. two more of the cheerleaders go down under the hail of bullets from your weapon. Pausing, you attempt to reload, when you feel some sort of hot force push back against your door-shield. Returning your attention to the battle, you see that the male cheerleader with the flamethrower is sending a jet of flame into your door. You snarl as the gout of flame pushes you back a few inches, you boots sliding across the floor. The other two cheerleaders, under the direction of pom-pom, have Vix pinned down, peppering the pillar you presume she’s bunkered down behind with assault rifle fire.

>Roll a grit check! 3d10

Rolled 8, 7, 7 = 22

>>30916727

Rolled 9, 4, 1 = 14

>>30916727
Fuck

Rolled 7, 5, 8 = 20

>>30916727

Rolled 5, 1, 9 = 15

>>30916727

Rolled 3, 5, 4 = 12

>>30916727

Rolled 8, 6, 10 = 24

>>30916727
Not good.

Rolled 5, 8, 1 = 14

>>30916727
Focus your girt Ivan! Think of him as that shower and destroy him!

Rolled 8, 9, 7 = 24

>>30916727
MAD JACK GOTTA AXE!

Rolled 2, 3, 1 = 6

>>30916727
hungggddd grit check!

Rolled 5, 8, 3 = 16

>>30916727

>>30916727

"Now you crossed the line you filthy barbarians!You attack a Lady under MY PROTECTION?!? *dropping the monocle and hat in a wild head movement
I'M GONNA GUT YOU LIKE THE FUCKING PIGS YOU ARE!!!
Charge holding pushing back the "hot force" when close jump and smach flamer guy with axe!

assuming we turned of course

>>30916799
>>30916786
Heeeeeeere's Jackie!

>>30916848

*holding shield

>>30916828
Crap, is that an overriding fail or not?

>>30916866
Overriding fails don't work.
Well, unless it was all 1s.

That happened one time

Rolled 6, 8, 4 = 18

>>30916727
>>30916848
Woah man I like this writefaggotry right here.

Rolled 9, 4, 10 = 23

>>30916866
Fall guy don't roll that way unless it's triple ones.

>>30916890
I like it too.

If the Mad Jack transformation occurs, it'll likely lead to the final encounter of the mission, THE STUDENT COUNCIL. So really your call. Do you want to transform now, and go into the final encounter, or would you like this mission to go on for a bit longer?

>>30916919
Nah I am cool with ending it. I mean, what better for Mad Jack's birth then the raw unyielding flames of creation?

Comon man, think of the showmanship.

>>30916919
No to the transform. I want to have some actual banter with our co-workers first.

>>30916919
I....I just cant decide!

I really want more but....I really want Mad Jack...Only one transform? ~sigh~

>>30916919
Erm...I'm enjoying it, but then again don't want it to drag on too long.

>>30916919
A little longer.

>>30916919
hnnnnnnnnnnnnng

On the one hand, Mad Jack sounds fun as hell.

On the other, I'm loving this mission. Postpone it with a quip something like "A gentleman never loses his cool under fire"

>>30916919
I wouldn't mind it going a bit longer. Plus the longer it goes, the more pay we could get with kills

Rolled 6, 4, 10 = 20

>>30916952
Seconded.

>>30916952
That might come off as weird later, if we don't end up in a worse situation.

>>30916919

before the final encounter I would like to stalk and kill a small group one by one making sure they see the extreamely brutalized (even if fake) corpses Predator style to install fear and all that, we could do it with the nerds.....I reckon the student council won't be pushovers that we can make a statment with....but again, majority votes and your decision always win heheh

>>30916919
Nah, Ivan should visibly suppress the Mad Jack persona to foreshadow the student council finale

>>30916981
>Predator style kills
Whut? We're not a stealth killer dude. Our character's all about showmanship. Stealth ain't showmanship...y.

>>30916981
I like this.

Could we Mad Jack here, then stalk the nerds and put them down hard before final encounter Fall Guy?

>>30916971
Oh... I can guarantee there'll be a worse situation.

I think people are of the opinion that we go on for a bit longer. Writing with a combination of >>30916993 and >>30916952.

>>30916993
I like this idea!

>>30916981
Not really our character archetype. We don't do sneaky underhand stuff.

>>30917000
>>30916981
If that suggestion was for Mad Jack, that is hilarious. But I don't know if that persona is that smart...Barbarian vs Predator basically.

>>30916998

Mad Jack does everything for the kill and with extreme violence as far as I know, and bathing in fear seems like something he would like....but again....I could have misunderstood the character

>>30917014
>Guarantee
Pfff oh right. I forgot that they didn't actually expect us to finish off all the super stars.

WELL LETS SEE HOW CLOSE WE CAN GET

>>30917029

what i'm trying to say as i thought our Mr. Hyde was a brutal bloodthirsty maniac barbarian, but rather smart about it

You snarl and begin to push back against the jet of flame. Although the thing is probably burn-safe pyrotechnics it’s still coming out of that flamethrower with incredible force. Still, your enhanced muscles are there for a damned good reason and soon you’re the one moving forward, your voice coming out in an involuntary guttural growl. As you push forward, the growl grows louder, until you’re roaring with the exertion of pushing back the gout of flame. However, eventually you close the gap, and you unholster your revolver, knocking off two quick shots at close range. The male cheerleader collapses over, red spurting completely unrealistically out of his wounds.

You cast aside your scorched shield just in time to see Vix snipe another of the two Assault rifle toting cheerleaders. The two remaining girls stare at you in horror as your face contorts into a mask of fury and bloodlust. Your trembling hand reach to your side, where the handle of a tomahawk pokes up out of your belt. Just before your finger touch it however, you stop.

Straightening up, you push your hair back into shape. Coughing into a closed fist, you pull out your handkerchief and wipe away some of the sweat on your brow. “My apologies dear ladies,” you say softly. “A gentleman should never lose his cool under fire.”

Raising your fists into a boxing position, you stare at pom-pom. “Now that it’s just you and I, what say you to a sporting round of fisticuffs my dear?”

Pom-pom is about to contradict you when there is another crack from a new angle. Suddenly, she’s the Captain of a squad of one.

“I am Lord John Churchill. You may address me as Sir or Milord. What pray tell, is yours?”

>Plan of Attack

>>30917537
Feint left then get her with an Uppercut to the jaw.

>>30917537
No face hits. A man does not mess up a ladies face.

That being said, lets aim for some cracked ribs atleast.

>>30917537

Charge, Faint and counter!
dodge her atack and follo up with 2 gut punches, when her head goes down we put it back up with a thundering upercut!

>>30917537
Start off with a few jabs to see how well she dodges, start mixing in straights and see if we can back her into a wall. If she doesnt know what she's doing, lay into her (careful to keep it acting and not beating her to death).

If you can work in a Demsey Roll, go for it.

>>30917537
feint one way, counter, gut hits, then while she bends over knee to the head

>>30917680
>Using the knee
Do you even box, sir? It's called fisticuffs for a reason

>>30917668

Dose our punches, we don't want to hurt anyone

>>30917787
We don't have to connect with all of them, us punching a hole in a door or support column would be cool if there are unreinforced sections, but we have to sell the fight.

Alright, seems like we're going for this:

>a few practice jabs to get a feel for her style
>feint left
>Deliver two quick blows to the stomach
>begin to beat down, albeit carefully, with straights and some more jabs
>Guard and doge any surprise attacks from her end.
>send a few real punches into the scenery to give the audience a sense of danger
>Wrap it up with a "cold clock"

Need about... 12 rolls of 3d10.

Rolled 2, 10, 3 = 15

>>30917882

Rolled 10, 1, 9 = 20

>>30917882

Rolled 10, 1, 7 = 18

>>30917882

Rolled 4, 9, 9 = 22

>>30917882

Rolled 1, 3, 5 = 9

>>30917882

Rolled 4, 7, 4 = 15

>>30917882

Rolled 2, 5, 1 = 8

>>30917882

Rolled 4, 2, 8 = 14

>>30917882

Rolled 4, 8, 5 = 17

>>30917882

Rolled 7, 9, 2 = 18

>>30917882

>>30917882

Rolled 6, 1, 9 = 16

>>30917882

Rolled 20, 21, 28 = 69

>>30917882
>>30917966
Forgot dice

Rolled 7, 3, 1 = 11

>>30917882

Rolled 3, 2, 2 = 7

>>30917882
This is by far my favourite mission bossman.

Rolled 2, 9, 7 = 18

>>30917984
and I added an extra zero.
Fuck

Rolled 5, 2, 7 = 14

>>30917882
Come on dice gods I sacrificed a Greek boy and everything!

>>30917537
FANTASTIC!

Dang Fall Guy you never fail to impress me with your superburb writefaggotry

Rolled 6, 3, 6 = 15

>>30917984
get it together anon.
>I'm extremely glad you added that extra zero, because without the extra numbers that would have been a 6

>>30917999
dunno while it was a clustefuck of epic proportions I still kinda like the doom-esk one with dr. tran.

Rolled 6, 10, 6 = 22

>>30917882
Rollan out

>>30917924
>>30917940

We are so getting our ass kicked.

Rolled 6, 4, 3 = 13

>>30917882
ROLLAN, ROLLAN, ROLLAN, HEYOOOOOH!

Rolled 3, 3, 2 = 8

>>30917999
number 13, SAFE!

Dat's a lot of rolls. Writing.

“Well Churchill-”

Pom-poms doesn’t have time to finish her introduction as your fist sails across the room, connecting with solar plexus. The blow is more of a push, one accentuated by her own legs propelling herself backwards and up, until she’s bouncing back across the room, coughing and spluttering as she tries to regain her breath. You frown. “As I said, Sir or Milord. Must I instruct you of your place, urchin?”

Pom-pom get’s back up, snarling. “You’ll pay for that you crazy asshole.”

You simply sigh and shake your head as the two of you engage in hand to hand in earnest. A few quick practice jabs to test the waters. Pom-pom is handicapping herself slightly, trying to dodge your blows as closely as possible. You figure that you could probably sink a really good hit on her while she’s doing that, but that’d only be a one time trick. No, you need to land a decisive blow.

Remembering to keep up your showmanship, you let one of the blows she narrowly avoided continue on into a pillar. The tiles shatter and explode outwards into dust and the support strut bends from the force of your blow.

Pom-pom’s eyes go wide in genuine shock. You chuckle and feint to the left. It’s an obvious maneuver, but she’s distracted by the crushed pillar, so she falls for it. Your two fists collide with her stomach, nothing more the light love taps by your standards.

You jump back as Pom-pom doubles over, clutching her abdomen. You made sure not to break anything, hopefully God didn’t decide to shit on you an rupture any of her organs. That would be awkward. You contain a sigh of relief as Pom-pom rises to her feet, coughing up a horrendous amount of blood. She’s fine, you didn’t hit anywhere close to her lungs. Concealing your amusement at the theatricality of it all, your fists are back in position and the two of you begin to box in earnest.

A few of Pom-pom’s punches get past your defenses. They hurt. A lot. Especially because it’s pretty obvious that those pompoms she’s carrying are concealing some sort of brass knuckles or some other contraption like that. Grunting from the pain of the blows, you counter with your own rejoinders. The two of you exchange punches for a while, you taking care to block her blows with your guard. Eventually, Pom-pom’s blows begin to falter and weaken and slow. The girl is tiring.

Chuckling to yourself you straighten up slightly. “Well my dear lass, this has been quite the enjoyable affair, but I’m afraid I have pressing obligations elsewhere.”

Pom-poms eyes go wide immediately before falling shut. The girl collapses onto the ground, completely undone by your savage cold clock. As you step away from Pom-pom’s prone form, Vix starts laughing again, as she hops down from her place on the second floor observation deck.

“You see, you see? I didn’t interrupt that time! I was a proper lady!”

>What should Lord John Churchill say to his excitable ward?

>>30918747
"Much better, my good lass! You might make a proper lady yet."

>>30918747
"Perhaps even a beast such as yourself has in its heart the spark of a true gentleman"

Gentleman/Noble Lady. Wasn't sure which to use

>>30918747
"You were very good my dear!"

I have no idea what to say, but we should be the perfect doting gentleman.

>>30918794
This.
And pat her on the head?

>>30918747
"It is a small start, but perhaps there really is hope for you yet. Now let us find these wretche's friends and be done with them."

>>30918747
>>What should Lord John Churchill say to his excitable ward?
"Very good of you."
While giving her a nice pat on the head.

>>30918793
>...the noble spark of a true lady!"

Would probably work better than "gentleman". We should ping Smige to exclaim that she wants to be "a gentleman like you!" instead, so we can politely admonish her and bemoan kids these days not understanding propriety.

>>30918794
Pat her on the head ten say "we best be off there is a lot more pray around for the hunt"

Take one of the pompoms as a trophy.

>>30918810
Heh. Wonder what Simge would think of that.

>>30918747
oh shit. people are gonna ship them arent they?

>>30918747
"Very good of you my dear Lady Vix. No matter your origins there is a spark of true nobility simply waiting for the proper guidance."

Give her a headpat, and as we're leaving mention "Now we still have a lot of work ahead of us." And start rambling off into a lecture on proper dining etiquette as we walk out of the camera zone.

>>30918747
"Why yes you were my dear. It's certainly a start, but there is so much more for one as I to teach you! Though that will have to wait till the hunt it quite over."

>>30918831
>>30918834
I'm liking these two.

>>30918879
Ivan and Simge are about the same age, but they've gone out of their way to make Lord John Churchill look a fair bit older. Make up and the muttonstache.

I mean its the future internet, rule 34 of all of them is incoming soon anyway, not like it'll ever come up in quest though.

Anyway, I'm seeing a lot of good writeins, which makes my life easier by far. Writing.

>>30918831
>the next time we are on the show together Nix is wearing a top hot

>>30918943
>not like it'll ever come up in the quest though
Really? Because I can totally see Val teasing us mercilessly about it and bragging that her fan made Internet smut is of a higher quality and attracted significantly more fans that ours. While Markus died of laughter sitting next to us at the bar.

>>30919006
I can see this as well that would be hilarious

>>30918943
>not like it'll ever come up in quest though.
CHALLANGE ACCEPTED

>>30919006
Please, LJC/Vix is the OTP, and the smut for it pretty much writes itself. We'll totally have the best smut.

"Lessons" in nobility that lead to gentlemanly fucking, Vix being unladylike so we turn into Mad Jack and savagely fuck her while she's laughing, LJC using gentlemanly discipline and spanking to correct Vix, the possibilities are endless.

And our friends will probably use this to fuck with us as much as possible.

>>30918943
Oh, can we get a status update on Val and Choi(?) (I'm bad with names) next update? Just want to see how fare behind we are in the kill count and acting departments.

>>30919090
>WhyBoner.jpg

>>30919103
Sure thing.

>>30919103
>Choi(?)
just refer to him as take-out helps me cause it maeks me thing of chineese food

>>30919090
Lets abandon the Elda/Ivan pairing and waifu Simge instead.

>>30919090
Val: (snickers) "Depraved, Fallen Merc-Idol. I've seen your smut, it doesn't even come close! Just look at what they have me doing here! And to him! And with her and her and the midget! And this is the tame stuff!"

Markus: "Holy shi- uh, I uh, need to go. Now. Home. To clean my service weapon. That's what I need to do."

Ivan: (now in a headlock courtesy of Val) "Bro, you're fooling, no one. Also, TMI!"

Are you still alive Fall Guy?

>>30920041
Clearly he's having morning/afternoon/evening tea

>>30920041
He rolled 3 1's on his writing roll and accidentally retconned himself.

>>30920094
That seems like an oxymoron.

You laugh in what you believe to be a fatherly fashion. It’s certainly the same sort of indulgent laugh your dad used to give you, albeit much more British sounding. You pat Vix on the head, ruffling her hair with a free hand. “Very good of you young Miss Vix. Perhaps with some Finishing School we can make a proper lady out of you yet!”

You begin to walk on ahead, Vix following at your side, chirping about some of her more impressive headshots and how she wished her facemask was off so she could smile for the cameras. The two of you eventually leave the filming area, where Simge swats you on the back of the head, albeit playfully. “I am already a proper lady, thank you very much,” she huffs. The effect is ruined somewhat by the smile she fails to suppress. The two of you detour for a second into one of the classrooms, in fact a hidden away break room for merc-idols and yourselves. You nod briefly at two merc-idols, both in school girl uniforms not unlike the ones that the Himawari Force were toting prior to their defeat. You sit down at one of the desks and begin to down another mug of coffee, while Simge peels a banana.

Feeling bored, you access the kill counts to see how you’re stacking up in comparison to the rest of the mercs.

>Simge Atlar: 7
>Ivan Kostov: 7
>Choi Lei: 13
>Valerie Frazier: 23

“Shit,” you grumble, looking at the score count. “Simge, we’re not doing so hot. Tied for last.”

Simge shrugs neutrally as she takes a bite of the banana. “Well, it’s not like we’d be beating Valkyrie in kill count,” she responds around the mouthful of fruit, “and Take Out might screw around a lot, but he’s still really good at his job.”

“Yeah I spose,” you concur grudgingly. “I dunno, I kinda thought this mission would be a bit more of a cake walk.”

Simge swallows loudly. “Eh. I mean we can’t possibly get killed right now. I’d say that makes it a pretty easy drop right? Just need to stay positive!”

You smile, the moment of bitterness passed. Simge’s right there with you in terms of kill count and you don’t see her bumming out. “Yeah, yeah you’re right Simge.”

You are about to say more when Saul flashes up on the whiteboard, staring at you two. “Alright you two,” he says, visibly excited, “Your friend Valerie is going to be extracted soon. She’s gonna wipe out our entire cast if this keeps up. I want you guys to fill in for her, sort of like an out of the frying pan and into the fire sort of deal. It’ll be really really dramatic. The audience will think that their trials are finally over, and then suddenly two more enemies will appear! It’ll be great. Head over to the area I’ve marked on your map now, and really put some thought into how you’ll be doing your entrance. Maybe something in tandem even.”

With that the blackboard reverts to it’s usual black boardy status. You and Simge glance at each other before getting up and filing out into the hallway. The two of you nod in acknowledgement to some of the defeated cheerleaders, returning for their well earned rest.

>>30920201
>Valerie Frazier: 23

Jesus Christ, she's gone Grit Mode.

Hurrying along to the designated area, you and Simge find yourselves standing in a classroom, looking out onto a devastated parking lot.

Valkyrie is standing in the middle of the destroyed asphalt field, carrying an absurdly large machine gun of some flavor and in an incredibly skimpy merc-idol uniform. Taking care not to openly drool, you cough into your hand and focus instead on your prospective opponents. They look pretty badly beaten up already, although none of them are down yet.

“-ahahahaha! I was wrong to say that you weren’t worth my master’s time. You’re not even worth my time, worms! I cannot bear to look upon such pathetic, miserable eyesores any longer! I can’t even bring myself to blot you out from this existence we call reality!”

You watch in fascination as Valkyrie hops onto an incredibly stylized HOEV and leaves the battlefield. Either SpaceHeart*Love had a HOEV on hand that just happened to match Val’s outfit, or the woman can supply her own damn HOEV on command. Slightly in awe at the lifestyles the Senior mercs must lead, you need a firm shake from Simge to get your head out of the clouds.

“Ivan,” she hisses, “That’s our cue. Do you have anything?”

>Grand entrance!
>You can either just do one for yourself, but a tandem entrance with Simge will lead to bonuses on your mission comp modifier
>Vix is: cheerful, demented, insane, convinced she’s on a TV show, and slightly childish.

>>30920218
>Something in tandem
PREPARE FOR TROUBLE
>AND MAKE IT DOUBLE

>>30920235
Tandem Entrance seems like a fun idea.

>>30920201
Rookies gotta step it up

>>30920235
Let Vix break the 4th wall, while we act as straightman

>>30920235

Copious revolver twirling

>>30920235
>>30920268
Something like this.

Have Vix say something about more people to play with for the show and us correct her about us being in a serious hunt.

>>30920235
Enter with Vix, and play it as Churchill trying to get her to make a proper ladylike introduction.

>>30920220
My friend, Valmdoesntnremember how to turn Grit Mode off.

>>30920235
Have Simge say something like "That's our cue! Quick, monologue!"
To which we reply. "Are you bloody daft? Lets just mop up these hooligans so the hunt can continue!"

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>>30920235
>>You can either just do one for yourself, but a tandem entrance with Simge will lead to bonuses on your mission comp modifier
Lets go for tandem entrance.

>>30920268
>Let Vix break the 4th wall, while we act as straightman
Would work.

>>30920296
Oh, I like this! We could nudge her out into the open with something like. "Remember what I taught you! Introduce yourself as a proper lady should."

>>30920235
Introduce ourselves first then offhandedly introduce Vix as our ward.

Fall guy, I've been catching up in the archives and would just like to say that I think the hospital mission was written really well, particularly at the start.

I feel as if you set the atmosphere tremendously.

>>30920235
SIX BULLETS

MORE THAN ENOUGH TO KILL ANYTHING THAT MOVES

>>30920358
Why thank you kindly anon! I'm glad that you've caught up with DAQ

Alright, So I think we'll do something tat integrates the lady like introduction, TV show 4th wall wrecking, and "No we're on a hunt" lines of thought.

Writing.

>>30920363

That that isn't sporting at all my dear fellow!

We should at least introduce ourselves first!

>>30920358

Oh man, that's ironic considering I'm going through a bunch of Amnesia replays.

That shit be incredibly scary. Wish TotalBiscuit finished his.

>>30920296
Supporting this

Quickly requesting some rolls for story actions Ivan'll be taking. Only need a few rolls of the ol' 3d10

Rolled 7, 7, 5 = 19

>>30920496

Rolled 8, 9, 8 = 25

>>30920496
im going to sacrifice a virgin to RNGesus

Rolled 1, 6, 6 = 13

>>30920496

Rolled 4, 8, 5 = 17

>>30920496

Rolled 10, 2, 4 = 16

>>30920496

Rolled 2, 7, 7 = 16

>>30920496

Rolled 10, 3, 6 = 19

>>30920496

Rolled 1, 5, 10 = 16

>>30920496
And here's where it falls apart.

Rolled 2, 6, 5 = 13

>>30920512
Look like RNGenus likes virgins.

GRIT MODE TIME!

Rolled 9, 8, 10 = 27

>>30920496

Rolled 4, 5, 1 = 10

>>30920512
RIP AND TEAR

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Rolled 3, 10, 7 = 20

>>30920512
>Dat 25

Rolled 3, 9, 3 = 15

>>30920496
Roll Ho!!!

>>30920531
Grit mode activated after a series of mediocre rolls?

>>30920512
noice. That's the cherry ontop of a heaping pile of delicious rol->>30920531

My god.

Okay, Ivan's clearly going Mad Jack in this scene. We'll wrap up the mission with another thread when I'm not horribly hungover tomorrow. But for now, writing.

Rolled 9, 3, 10 = 22

>>30920541
We won't be doing either with that roll.

>>30920613
Fall, if you've been running this while horribly hungover then I am impressed as hell because I never would have guessed.

>>30920613
Wait, how do we turn back from Mad Jack?

>>30920674
I'm not sure we do.

>>30920674
After everyone is dead.

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Rolled 9, 1, 6 = 16

>>30920674
Tea.

>>30920674
Only by killing.
Maybe Vix has to give us a kiss, if we're not already being shipped.

>>30920762
Seems appropriate.

>>30920782
I cant say im not supporting this

Rolled 3, 1, 7 = 11

>>30920752
>>30920762
>>30920782

Combine all three.

Only turn back from Mad Jack after killing everyone and everything and using their blood and other various bodily fluids (tears from crying and urine from wetting themselves) and turning it into tea, which we shall partake in while kissing the hand of Lady Vix, whom Mad Jack has fallen in love with at first sight, but Lord Churchill completely denies or is utterly oblivious about.

>>30920856

But Mad Jack won't do that, because BURNMAIMKILLBURNMAIMKILLBURNMAIMKILL

>>30920856
>drink piss tea
Um, no. I don't think that audiences should enjoy that at all.

>>30920856
I do like the Mad Jack falling in love with Vix thought that's great.

>>30920856
Maybe not the tea part but the rest would certainly give us ratings.

>>30920856
Definitely normal tea, please. Perhaps Earl Grey?

Rolled 9, 1, 8 = 18

>>30920945
You damned plebian.

Dragon pearls or English breakfast tea.

>>30920982
It sure as hell isn't breakfast time on this battlefield, anon.

>>30920886
>>30920889
>>30920916
>>30920919
>>30920945

Fine, Fine.

>Kill Everyone, (Focusing primarily on Flamethrower guy)
>Expecting to be on fire and being all crazy and shit
>See Vix with fire backdrop, hair wavy and shit
>"My god who is this vision of beauty before my eyes, that I do doth proclaim as the fairest of them all."
>Play Out falling in love and shit
>Drink Best Godam tea we can procure

>>30920982
English breakfast tea is very good, but I don't see a proper gentleman drinking it so late in the day. Never tried dragon pearls though, so I'll take your word.

>>30921065
You forgot her having some blood on her face and smelling of cordite.

>>30921090
How romantic.

I just love this idea, Mad Jack just being in puppy love, trying to court her with violence and destruction and whenever he switches back to Lord Churchill is none the wiser.

>>30921065
Pretty sure Mad Jack speaks like a ruffian (so angry ass Scotsman) and not as a proper gentleman. Otherwise acceptable.

>>30921194
>>30921199
So then in our next episode Vix can actively try to bring out Mad Jack because he's so much more fun!

>>30921221
This. Is. PERFECT!

>>30921194
>>30921221
and then they could in the future, throw in valkyrie for teen love triangle drama

>>30921199
English Football Hooligan. Ivan is gonna get Orky.

Or Doom Guy, can never go wrong with a Berzerker Packin Man and a Half.

>>30921325
>Mad Jack is proppa orky
DAS RIGHT YA GITS

>>30921344

Except we can actually enunciate.

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You turn to face Simge and begin to mutter your entrance idea to her. After a few seconds of plotting, she nods. “Better than my idea, which was nothing whatsoever,” Simge replies with a smile. “Let’s do it.”

You are now Ando Noboru, merc-idol and designated delinquent protagonist in the five person action-comedy crew. For a while you thought the producers had screwed you guys over. Sure, your crew had fallen slightly in the popularity polls recently, sacrificing your place as second most popular merc-idol team to the MoeMoeKawaiiUguuDesu~ Force, but you didn’t really think that the producers would have been so willing to shitcan you guys just like that. You walk over to Jessie, your designated tsundere love interest, and help her to her feet. Your efforts are rewarded with a predictable muttered “idiot…”

Although Saul hasn’t given you the all clear yet, you’d still like to celebrate your survival with your fellow crew members. Pushing some loose hairs from your pompadour back into place, you slide your e-sunglasses on and quickly ping everyone.

>Awesome job guys. Told you the producers still wanted us. That Banshee Bitch was just a fluke.

Al, the designated Fat Comedy character, replies first.

>Yeah, Think so. Still, close call.

Mikiho-chan nods, pretending to be conversation with Jessie.

>Im not sure that were safe yet. From what Ive heard from other mercs, Banshee was set to wipe all of us out.

You scowl. This sort of negativity is exactly the kind of thing that you personally think threw off your mid-season dynamic, allowing those stinking ador-fucks form MMKUD~ Force to surpass you all in ratings. Still, all of this is academic, you survived the Banshee, you’re safe.

>>30921344

WE'Z GOT DIS BIG CHOPPA WE GONNA CRUMP SUM 'OOMIES WIT!

>>30921325
>English Football Hooligan
Truly Mad Jack is a terrifying beast!

And then you hear it in the distance. All five you turn your attention to the building about twenty meters away. A woman in an extremely revealing straight jacket is standing sheepishly near the entrance, muttering something and giggling nervously. You think you can hear a deeper male voice emanating from the door she came out of.

“...come now Miss Vix, a proper lady needs to give off a proper first impression, and how you introduce yourself is vital for such things.”

A mumbled response and the male voice replies slightly louder. “But you must! Otherwise how do you hope to find a man of suitable breeding and estate? Here, let me show you.”

A man with the most impressive muttonstache you’ve ever seen walks into the parking lot, carrying an ornate assault rifle. He bows, doffing his hat. “Good day peasantry! I am Lord John Churchill, a man of impeccable breeding and estate, an accomplished soldier and student of philosophy, and his Majesty’s humble servant. Today is an auspicious day for you! For today I shall deign to take your lives.”

Before you have a chance to respond, the girl in the straight jacket giggles loudly. “Ooooohhhhh Sir John! The viewers at home will just love that!”

John Churchill sighs, rubbing his temples. “Really now young Miss Vix. This is not a game or jest. This is no farce for the entertainment of the common people, this is a hunt!”

And with that, Lord John Churchill fires his assault rifle, hitting Onizuka, the last member of your five man crew, squarely in the center of his forehead.

>>30921278
Yes, Yes, Yes
but only if it would be "in character" with her persona

“Onizuka-san,” you cry in fury and anguish, only some of it feigned for the camera. Even if you survive this fight, there isn’t too much hope of the producers retconning it so that your compatriot can survive the finale to join you in the second season of SpaceHeart*Love. You turn to face this Churchill character, a manly tear sliding down your face. “Now you’ll pay,” you snarl, pulling out an assault rifle and sending some of your own shots down range. The Vix girl pushes Churchill clear of your bullets, instead taking the shots on her own shoulder and collapsing into the ground.

“Tch,” Jessie mutters as she pulls out her own sniper rifle, “you need to work on that aim, dummy.”

Before you can reply, you hear something strange from Churchill. You turn to look at him once more, and your eyes go wide.

>Whom do you want to play as?
>Continue interlude as Ando Moboru, get ass handed to you in the second person by Mad Jack
>Play as Ivan/Mad Jack. Tear shit up

>>30921415
>Continue interlude as Ando Moboru, get ass handed to you in the second person by Mad Jack


This is pretty novel.

>>30921398
Perfect. Just. Perfect.
You know how to write a good scene Fall Guy.

>>30921415
>Continue interlude as Ando Moboru, get ass handed to you in the second person by Mad Jack

>>30921415

Ando. It'd be a lot funnier to see Mad Jack from the eyes of someone scared shitless.

>>30921415
>>Play as Ivan/Mad Jack. Tear shit up

>>30921415
>>Continue interlude as Ando Moboru, get ass handed to you in the second person by Mad Jack
Let's see how bugfuck crazy we are in combat...

>>30921415
>Continue interlude as Ando Moboru, get ass handed to you in the second person by Mad Jack
This'll be great!

>>30921415
>>Play as Ivan/Mad Jack. Tear shit up

Oooh shit. Tearing people up in the name of "Love" or "Females Honor" is so much fun.

Rolled 1, 10, 1 = 12

>>30921415
>>Continue interlude as Ando Moboru, get ass handed to you in the second person by Mad Jack

>>30921415
>Mad Jack
"MAD JACK WILL CRUSH YOUR BACK!"
"GRIND YOUR BONES INTO A SNACK!"

>>30921415
So much yes.
>Mad Jack
Gentlemen, I think it's time to rip and tear.

>>30921415

>Continue interlude as Ando Moboru, get ass handed to you in the second person by Mad Jack

This is pretty fucking awesome

>>30921415
>Whom do you want to play as?
>Both
See things from Ivan'Mad Jack as he lauchnes attacks, and see the result from Ando Moboru's perspective when the attacks land.

>>30921415
>Continue interlude as Ando Moboru, get ass handed to you in the second person by Mad Jack

I feel like seeing how ones mind falls into terror to our protagonist

>>30921415
>Play as Ivan/Mad Jack. Tear shit up

So we can be the beast

>>30921483
OOO, OOO, I WANT THIS SOOOO BAD!

>>30921415
>Continue interlude as Ando Moboru, get ass handed to you in the second person by Mad Jack

>>30921415
>>Play as Ivan/Mad Jack. Tear shit up

I wish to taste the flesh of fallen angels, to become the Fenris wolf.

>>30921483
Seconding.
Because I think Fall Guy could pull this off well.

>>30921483
>>30921415
Please Fall Guy?

>>30921415
>Continue interlude as Ando Moboru, get ass handed to you in the second person by Mad Jack

Just to make Ivan, look more bad ass and crazy.

Alright, so the next section will be written from the perspective of Ando Noboru.

However, we all know everything he does is basically fucked, so what's the point of coming up with a plan of attack for him? None whatsoever.

As such, give me a plan of attack for Mad Jack, and give me some awesome things he can bellow/do while we're at it.

Again, we are voting to determine what Ivan/Mad Jack will be doing, and this will be seen from Ando's perspective.

>>30921483
This!

>>30921415
>Before you can reply, you hear something strange from Churchill. You turn to look at him once more, and your eyes go wide.

Oh we are definitely watching this unfold from the second person.

>Continue interlude as Ando Moboru, get ass handed to you in the second person by Mad Jack.
VOTE.

>>30921596
RIP AND TEAR

Rolled 10, 5, 8 = 23

>>30921596
Ivan should wield a fallen idol as a weapon.

>>30921596
"YOUZ GITS DONE IT NOW Y'HAVE!"

>>30921596
Have him shout something about "HOW DARE YOU HURT A LADY UNDER MY PROTECTION!" while transforming, then something about how their blood smells lovely after he axes one of them.

>>30921596
"Oi mate I swer on me mum I'mma pop you in the gob for that!"

>>30921596
empty all six chambers of our revolver at them whilst charging towards them, tomahawk in the other hand.

when it's empty throw it at someone to distract them and go mental with the axe, at some point use one of them as a weapon against another.

>>30921596
Throw the Tomahawk at Fatty's guts. Run towards him, tear it out, then keep hacking at his guts while using him as a meat shield.

>>30921596
I want to see a lot of kicks and headbutts, but refraining from actually striking with the axe (except maybe with the sides of the head, not the edge) until it's time for the finishing blow when people are barely standing.

I want people to be afraid of seeing Mad Jack.

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>>30921632

>>30921596
"HOW DARE YOU HIT SUCH A FAIR LADY"
"YOUR HEAD WILL LOOK NICE ABOVE MY FIREPLACE"
"YOU LOOK TROPHY WORTHY"
"I THINK I'LL TAKE THAT ARM, FOR MYSELF"

After we run back to Vix pick her up princess style and say "You are a fine lady indeed, let us take these trophies back, shall we?"

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>>30921681

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>>30921632
Pictured is a visual representation of what I meant.

>>30921718
...these guys aren't modded up to real merc levels. If we do that, we will kill someone, and we won't get paid.

>>30921596
>Become Mad Jack,
>face hidden from camera and Ando to hide it
>Camera pans to Mad Jack, over the body of his newly fallen beloved Vix
>Goes into a soliloquy/ external monologue
>"How ungentlemanly it is to strike a woman observer when a man stands here before you and presents himself. But it is even more ungentlemanly like to allow the woman to make such a noble sacrifice. I have failed."
>Pull out tomahawk
>Walk over to Ando while singing the song "Modern Major General"
>Ando tries running away, but trips, forced to crawl, crying, fumbling around tring to relod gun but failing
>MadJack does his shit
>Bridal carries Vix away

>>30921715
I was going to mention tearing out his ACTUAL intestines and shoving it down his throat, but I had forgotten that this fight was staged.

Such a damn shame...

>>30921596
We should hit Ando Noboru with his tsundere love interest, either by throwing her at him or using her as an impromptu weapon

>>30921596
Remember, even though we're mad we're still smart. Use the idols as shields against the others. If we get a chance fling one idol at another.

Fight dirty, as we charge pick up a small chunk of concrete and throw it into their gut as hard as we can before axing them a question.

Make sure to introduce ourself as Mad Jack. Tell them that Mad Jack is here to play, and that we'll paint the field red with their blood.

>>30921751
>don't stop singing until it is all done
>crescendo and match pace of lyrics to the swinging of your tomahawk
>Don't forget to like take of our jacket or hat and place it over/next to Vix

Rolled 6, 9, 8 = 23

>>30921596
...Let's try this again, I'm Jack and YOU'RE MEAT!

Don't forget. Mad Jack screams and roars/growls alot.... Maybe scream in frustration if an attack misses, possibly resort to chanting some simple phrase at increasing volumes....

>>30921809
How about we growl "I'm Jack..." then "AND YOU'RE MEAT" as we charge in and axe somebody in the face, screaming in rage and everything.
Come on guys, let's channel the spirit of the Angry Marines.

>>30921751
Is Vix dead? I hope not. Just unconscious, but survivable.

>>30921859
I think she took it in the shoulder. She should be fine.

>>30921859
Nah, just to make it more dramatic, I think she isn't dead.

Lots of fun ideas bouncing around right now anons. Here's how I see the Mad Jack curbstomp going:

+first thing is first, Mad Jack will be wielding his AR on full auto in one hand, and the tomahawk in the other.
>Begin charging at merc-idols
>Open fire with full auto in their direction
>Execute a jump kick into one of the mercs, probably Mikiho-chan.
>Go full on axe crazy into Al's (fake and therefore completely available for blood and guts) stomach
>use Jessie as a club to beat down Ando

I'll be looking for like uh... 12 rolls of the 3d10, with a plus 3 Mad Jack modifier

That's formatted as dice+3d10+3 in the email field.