Our next adventure put us in the middle of god damn nowhere aside from a suit of armor on the ground in front of you that really didn’t appreciate being put on. Visions of battle and DARKNESS later, darkness is strong as shit yo. Following train tracks lead us to Twilight Town and monkey boy Zidane, who gave you some food and a place to catch a nap. Once more waking up because damn girl you sleep a lot, you got taken to meet Zidane’s other foreign ‘friend’ an apprentice magician from another world with a fine ass called Celes.

Seems she actually knows a bit about how your shit got fucked up, and took you to meet an old wizard, proving herself your equal in shit stomping, before you argued with an old man about installing an elevator.

A wardrobe change later, the old wizard who’s some master or something, sent you off on a mission to protect some bitches who don’t like dark meat or something, called princesses of light. Turns out Celes has a spaceship, one which the monkey quickly crashed, right into a frozen wasteland.

Soon finding yourself and Celes accompanying a pair of talking beavers and a trio of children that think your clothing is improper because fuck the british, you’re lead to the camp of Jesus Aslan, which naturally comes under attack by the heartless. Because when don’t they?

Aslan does his Lion thing and roars, damaging all DARKNESS in the area, surprise surprise it hurts you too, you little edge lord, you.

Fuck me this is a long recap, now: three, two, one, let’s jam.

EPISODE 9

Aslan’s camp is in a furor, his army riled up and raring for a fight after the attack that had taken place, right on their doorstep. A raiding party is forming, a scout having followed the few stragglling attackers back to the White Witch’s encampment, preparing to take back her hostages; Edmund and Zidane.

Celes is hurt, not shockingly so, but she’s down to wielding her sword with her off hand, still markedly proficient with the sabre, but less so than her usual hand. Your own wrist is clicking a little funny as well, after the savaging it got in the fight, but it seems that just having the keyblade has toughened you up more than you’d thought. Lucy had offered to heal it, with a strange fluid, but it doesn’t pain you enough that you feel the need to waste it.


As for yourself, you’ve been knighted by Aslan himself, Lady Vasi of Spring… only one day on the job as a keyblade wielder, and you’re already knighted. Not a bad start, if you don’t say so yourself.

You had to turn down the offer for a suit of armour after some advice from Celes, who says that mundane steel would only tamper with the effects of your magical outfit, courtesy of those nice fairies.

Now, night is swiftly falling, and the raid party is forming up, arming themselves for light skirmishing. A mighty centaur stands tall among them, twin swords sheathed at his waist. “They have a general with them.” Aslan rumbles, his deep voice rocking the ground beneath your feet, as you and Celes watch them. “The question remains, will the Knight of Spring be accompanying them?” He turns to the both of you, amber eyes like staring into infinity, wells with no bottom-

“Vasi?” Celes pats you on the shoulder. “Perhaps we should rest up? This is merely a raid, a precursor to a much larger fight. We may need all the strength we can get for that.”

Aslan tilts his head, acknowledging her point. “She’s correct, a battle is coming, one that shall decide the fate of Narnia. Still… these warriors would be greatly inspired, seeing a hero fight by their side.”

>I’ll go alone
>You coming Celes?
>Best save your strength for the real fight
>Write in

>>45133701
>I’ll go alone

Morale is very important for the troops, even if Vasi inspires from the backlines.

Alternatively, enemy morale could be impacted very negatively if Vasi carves a swath through them with some other front-liners.

>Write in

Ask Aslan what exactly he wants us to do in the upcoming battle. Vasi's natural ability is pretty good, but she's not a trained soldier. Not sure how she'd do in a rank-and-file engagement.

>>45133701
>you coming Celes?

Dead thread?

>>45134010

Give it a moment, it's been some time since the last thread.

>>45133662
this some gay shit just do JAQ instead

>>45133701
>I’ll go alone

>>45133701
>>I’ll go alone

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And with a tie breaker we will be calling the vote

Wew lads

“I’ll go alone.” You nod, “Celes, you rest up.” She seems unsure about letting you go alone, but with her hand like it is, she can’t even draw her sare. “I’ll be fine.” You assure her, summoning your blade and twirling it a little. “Trust me. The hero goes where she has to”

She frowns, but lets you walk away, Aslan padding along beside you, power exuding off of him. “Do try not to dither.” He repeats, “We only want the hostages, and then you’re to retreat.”

“To the best of my ability.” You assure him, “Hey, since we’re talking, what exactly am I supposed to be doing in this whole… war thing? I can handle myself in small fights, but I’m not exactly cut out for the rank and file discipline thing.”

He hums to himself, “Well, Vasi, I think that decision lies in your own hand. A knight you may be, but you are not a part of my army.” He nods, “Though I think you and I both know your talents serve best as a berserker. Perhaps you could do best in charging a swathe through our enemies, or even lead a small group to flank the enemy, catching them in the rear.”

“Seems like you’ve considered this a lot.” You muse to yourself, hopping a rock and coming even with the centaur knight. “Yo. What it is?” He tilts his head, looking entirely confused by your statement. “I mean, uh… good evening, sir knight.”

He nods, understanding that one. “We ride now, climb up on my back.”

You hop up, slinging an arm over one of his shoulders, the group breaks from the camp, charging forth… is it weird to be riding a centaur? Like one that’s a person? Ah well, questions for later.

>CONT

The group rushes towards a cluster of thick woods, lead by a scout, blazing a trail, the dark of night intensifies as you move, making it impossible to see, yet the centaur makes his way easily. After a while, having lost track of time, the centaur gasps, “We’re nearly upon them, ready yourself.”

The group bursts from the treeline into a huge clearing, lit by several enormous fires. Glancing around, the centaur catches sight of an enormous stake in the ground, Edmund chained too it tight.

“There!” The party narrows into an arrowhead, charging right at it, before a cluster of heartless bursts into the world, the same ice cube monsters and wolves as from before. The captains blades flash, trying to strike the creatures, but they weave away from his blows easily, as the monsters force the party to wheel about, as the Witches forces rally.


>You find another way! I’ll take care of them.
>Push through them, come on!
>Write in

>>45134413
>Push through them, come on!

Cavalry charge! Trample them and cut a swath through them.

>>45134413
>>Push through them, come on!
Safety in numbers.

>>45134413
>Push through them, come on!

push through it is

give us a d20

Rolled 16 (1d20)

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Rolled 13 (1d20)

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Rolled 14 (1d20)

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Rolled 12 (1d20)

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Rolled 9 (1d20)

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Rolled 7 (1d20)

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Gritting your teeth you summon your original keyblade and point it forward at the giant stake in the ground. “Push through, we don’t have time to stop and fight!” You yell out to the small raid team. Technically as a Knight you might be the one in charge here, but even if you aren’t most people tend to listen to the girl that’s waving around a magical key and giving orders.

Keeping one of your arms on the captain’s shoulder to steady yourself the other keeps the keyblade in a firm grip, swiping at any of the wolves that try to leap towards your group and snatch someone down for the kill. You’re not really inflicting any good damage with this sort of defensive action but you’re keeping everyone alive and well, more than most people would be able to do in this sort of situation.

“Head for the stake! We’ll get him and get out!” The next order comes as you smash away one of the, admittedly adorable, ice cube heartless that decided to throw itself at you, this time scoring a solid enough blow to cause it to vanish into a small puff of ice, releasing the heart trapped within. Thoughts of Tala and Ranos… the way their hearts were stolen… no, now isn’t the time to think of such things, you’ve got a mission to do, Zidane won’t be getting out of here on his own after all, and Edmund especially won’t with the state he’s in.

The galloping hooves of the centaurs soon have you brought to the stake itself, the confused and dull looking boy chained to it glancing at you, a look halfway between fear and revulsion, as you leap from the back of the captain you were riding on, grasping your keyblade in both hands as you slam down onto the ground, your keyblade flashing forwards and severing the chains in a blow.

>CONT

Kickass!

The centaur snatches the boy up, shoving Edmund on his back, before dancing back a few steps, separated by the pressing throngs of the enemy. A small crowd of large nosed men rush towards you, clubs in their hands. At a guess, these guys are dwarves. Still, no Zidane in sight…

>Fight your way back to the group first
>Push deeper into the camp, find Zidane
>Hold your ground and call out to him
>Write in

>>45134812
>Hold your ground and call out to him

Just for a while, though. We can't risk getting surrounded and captured.

>>45134812
>Hold your ground and call out to him

>>45134812
>Hold your ground and call out to him

Cool, and another d20 real quick

Rolled 8 (1d20)

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Rolled 12 (1d20)

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Rolled 11 (1d20)

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Rolled 10 (1d20)

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Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>45135016

Rolled 4 (1d4)

oh boy

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>>45135138
>Crit.
OH BOY!

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You leap forward, pressing your height advantage, you bash one of the dwarfs over the head, before he can even react, cupping your free hand to your mouth. “ZIDANE! ZIDANE TRIBAL!”

You slash at another dwarf, backpedalling another hit, before a spear comes flying at you through the air. You barely get the keyblade up in time, the tip deflecting off the shaft, before you kick another dwarf’s feet out from under him, one of the cheetah from your raid party leaping on another with a snarl.

You have a brief break in the fight, as the dwarves regroup. “ZIDAAAAANE!”

You hear a loud “Huh?” From above, looking up, just in time to see Zidane toss his knives to the side, missing you by a hair, as he comes crashing down on top of you, landing with a heavy thud, slamming you into the ground.

“Ow…” He groans, sweeping his blonde locks out of his face, “Vasi? What’re you doing here? Why you attacking the queen's army?”

>Why are YOU working with her?
>Because she’s evil?
>No time, evil dwarves, let’s go!
>Write in

>>45135261
>Why are YOU working with her?

>>45135261
>>Why are YOU working with her?
>>Because she’s evil?

>>45135261
>Why are YOU working with her?

>>45135261
>Because she’s evil?
>No time, evil dwarves, let’s go!

Calling and writing

“Wait, hang on, why are YOU working with her, you demand, pushing him off before he can get handsy.

Zidane shrugs, “What? We were supposed to protect the princesses right? And she’s the queen. That’s like being… a super princess or something?” He tucks his hands behind his head, an easy grin on his face. “Right?”

Damn it Zidane… “Man, she’s evil as all get out! She took over the world and has secret police kidnap anyone she doesn’t like!”

The noises of the rather annoyed dwarves around you sort of cut the conversation a bit shorter than you might otherwise have liked to have it, because boy does he need a chewing out for this one. “Right! Talk about this later! Evil dwarves and heartless around so it’s time to go monkey boy!”

He glances around, “But… these guys are cool? They gave me free candy.” He tugs a packet of chocolates from his pocket, “Can anyone that hands out free candy really be THAT evil?”

You pinch the bridge of your nose for a moment and count to three, before knocking his feet out from under him, stopping a sword from catching him in the back, deflecting the blade and knocking it from the attacking faun’s hands.

“Yes that is in fact exactly something than an evil person would do! That’s what most evil people do!” You scream irritably, as he stoops to pick up his daggers. “Now, can we get out of here, please?”

He seems to be having a mini crisis over this. “Wait, then, that stuff I stole from that camp earlier, they were the good guys?” He looks panicked, “I-I stole all their plans! She’ll know their every move, before they make it!”

Damn it!

A scream of unfathomable rage follows suit as you resist the urge to pound his head against the ground.

>Okay, tell me where they are, we need to get them back!
>No time, we gotta go!
>Zidane you owe me for this, big time!
>Unleash rage upon tiny men in hats
>Write in

>>45135671
>No time, we gotta go!
>Zidane you owe me for this, big time!

>>45135671
beat up dwarves then leave

>>45135671
>>No time, we gotta go!
>>Zidane you owe me for this, big time!
Damn it Zidane, you really need to learn shit.

>>45135671
>Okay, tell me where they are, we need to get them back!
Can't let the plants fall into the wrong hands.

>>45135671
>Okay, tell me where they are, we need to get them back!

Or burn down the tent that they're located in.

skedaddling it is

another d20, if you would

Calling and writing now.

We totally weren't laughing our dicks off at Hellsing Ultimate Abridged btw

Rolled 19 (1d20)

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Rolled 8 (1d20)

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Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>45135994
Here we go.
Also, glad to see this back.

Rolled 11 (1d20)

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You shake your head, “No time, come on, we gotta go.”

With that, you twist, smashing the head of your keyblade forwards, right into a dwarf’s chest, toppling him over backwards, before dashing forwards, leaping on his gut as you bounce off of him, Zidane on your heels as you vault a cluster of heartless.

A furious scream rages through the camp, a green streak blasting through the air, narrowly missing you, and instead striking the cheetah that had helped you earlier, turning him to stone in a flash.

You hit the ground running, regrouping with the centaur captain, you slap his flank for attention. “We gotta go!” You scream over the din of battle, as he cuts at a trolls thigh, before wheeling about, making for the edge of camp again.

He cuts a path through the army, as you and Zidane struggle to keep pace with the mighty centaur, Edmund jolting on his back, hogging the space to himself, as the remainder of your raid party detaches, doing their best to escape.

Zidane leaps upwards, launching himself into the trees, leaping from branch to branch, he makes faster progress, as you cut at a wolf heartless that had been about to catch you from behind, the pursuers breaking off suddenly.

The general doesn’t give them the chance to regroup, stowing his weapons, he hefts you up by the collar and charges ahead, the thick woodlands rolling by for hours, before you finally break free, coming out upon an open plain.

The centaur is gleaming with sweat, and smelling of horse. Seems about right… Still, you haven’t heard anyone following since that last wolf. Seems the coast is clear, for now.

Zidane leaps down from a branch, looking bashful. “Vasi?” He scuffs a shoe against the ground, “I’m… really sorry, I guess. I made a mess of things, didn’t I?”

>Slap him, he deserves it
>Yeah, good work dumbass
>I guess you didn’t know any better…
>I’m just glad you’re alright
>Write in

>>45136176
>I guess you didn’t know any better…
>I’m just glad you’re alright

>>45136176
>I guess you didn’t know any better…
>Just make it up.
>I’m just glad you’re alright

>>45136176
>I guess you didn’t know any better…

We're on an alien world with no knowledge about the inhabitants or any information about what we were getting ourselves into. Zidane shouldn't beat himself up over that. Maaaaybe over the crash-landing he caused, but not over that.

>I’m just glad you’re alright

>>45136176
>Yeah, good work dumbass
but
>I guess you didn’t know any better…

>>45136176
This works. >>45136284

Calling and writing.

>I just noticed that Lupus image was 666X666

Spoopy

>>45136459
You know apart you two do some cringe worthy shit with the DBZ stuff. But together you are a horrifying weeb of ungodly proportions with this Kingdom hearts shit.

>>45136523
damn skippy

>>45136523
Yeh

>>45136523
They aim to please, anon.

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You will your keyblade away, letting it disappear in a puff of smoke. “I guess you didn’t know any better.” You sigh, before jabbing a punch into his shoulder. “But hey, at least you’re alright. I’m glad for that.”

He holds his arms wide, “Hug it out?” He offers, a grin on his lips.

Well at least he’s fine, still the same Zidane as when you last saw him crashing the ship and getting all of you into this mess.

Before you can reply, a hawk swoops down low towards your group, alighting on the centaur’s arm. “All is well then?” The bird asks. The centaur confirms that you’ve got the hostages, but suffered some casualties. “Well, at least we have them back.” She sighs, before taking off in a gust of wind, “We’ll see you when you return!”

Edmund, the pale, dark haired human boy you’d saved clambers down from the centaur, massaging his legs and complaining about a lack of saddle for a few moments. “What kind of name is Vasi anyway?” He asks, “You look human, but you certainly don’t dress like one, or act like one. Are you like Zidane? You don’t have a tail.” He rambles off in quick succession

>Uhhh, I’m a saucerman?
>Human, but not from where you’re from
>I’m from Radiant Gardens, and don’t diss the duds
>Write in

>>45136616
>I’m from Radiant Gardens, and don’t diss the duds

>>45136616
>I’m from Radiant Gardens, and don’t diss the duds

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>>45136661

>>45136616
>I’m from Radiant Gardens, and don’t diss the duds

That's a funny way of saying "thanks for rescuing me".

>>45136616
>I’m from Radiant Gardens
>Does the way I dress make me less than human?
>You're in a world with talking animals and a queen trying to take it from them, and my clothes are the weirdest thing?

So aside from it being forever since this was ran, any reason it's so slow compared to their other quests?

>>45136795
Slow down Tumblr he didn't question your gender or demand a privilege check.

You start the approach back to the camp, “I’m from Radiant Gardens, and don’t diss the duds, I’ll have you know they’re super cool and made by magical fairy ladies.” You reply to Edmund “Not like you’ve got any room to talk with the sweater vest and shorts!” Giving a jab to his own not so stylish outfit

“Y’know making comments about someone’s clothes is a weird way of saying ‘thanks for rescuing me’.” Zidane also comments from the side, throwing his arms behind his head and looking relaxed considering everything that just happened.

Edmund sniffs loudly, “Sorry… it’s just… it’s been a bit of a rubbish night for me. I- I didn’t mean it.” He looks you in the eye, looking genuinely miserable, but earnest. “I’m sorry.” He repeats firmly.

Oh crap he’s got feelings… not the type of reaction you were expecting! Bantering with Zidane put you in the mindset and you hadn’t gotten out of it yet.

“Er, it’s all right?” You tell him, giving an awkward pat to his shoulder. “Didn’t mean to make you cry dude. Chill.” His eyes narrow, seems he doesn’t understand you either. “I mean… relax, thou art goingst to be fine-eth.”

His lips part for a moment, about to ask a question before the centaur cuts in, “Be at ease, King Edmund, is what she’s trying to say.” He nods, going quiet again, as you crest the hill, back inside the rim of the camp. Edmund is hurried off quickly, to be patched up, and the raid team disbands.

“For a king, that guys kind of a wimp, don’t you think?” Zidane murmurs, nudging you in the ribs.

>Let’s go check on Celes. And… maybe wear a helmet.
>Yo Zidane, come meet the real princesses
>Wanna see the real boss man in charge around here? He’s a big lion
>Write in

>>45137215
>Let’s go check on Celes. And… maybe wear a helmet.
Time to gather the team
helmet?

>>45137215
>Let’s go check on Celes. And… maybe wear a helmet.
>Wanna see the real boss man in charge around here? He’s a big lion

>>45137215
>>Let’s go check on Celes. And… maybe wear a helmet.
>Wanna see the real boss man in charge around here? He’s a big lion

>>45137215
>Let’s go check on Celes. And… maybe wear a helmet.
>Wanna see the real boss man in charge around here? He’s a big lion.

>>45137215
>Let’s go check on Celes. And… maybe wear a helmet.
>Wanna see the real boss man in charge around here? He’s a big lion

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“Eh, maybe, I’ll chalk some of it up to his accent though, you ever hear anything posh like that before?” You ask with a grin as both you and Zidane start to head towards the camp as well. “Come on, let’s find Celes, she’s resting up from a fight earlier. And man, you should see the guy that’s in charge around here. He’s this huge lion, like, the size of a car or a horse or something.”

“Neato.” He comments, before pointing, “You mean that guy? And hey, Celes is with him. HEY, CELES!”

She rounds, her hair practically raising like hackles, “You!” She hisses angrily, fire dancing in her eyes.

You quickly scoop a helmet up, planting it on the boy’s head. “You might need this.” You whisper.

“Hey there sweet cheeks! Miss me while I was gone? Boy wouldn’t believe all the cool things I saw!” He exclaims, his foot pushing itself further into his own mouth. “I fought like… sev- no EIGHT dragons, bare knuckle brawling, ski’d down a mountain on a goat’s back, wrestled a giant heartless and stole his munny when he wasn’t looking, and-”

“Wind!” She snaps the fingers on her good hand, green waves shimmering around her, as pots start to lift themselves. “Gravira!” They start flinging themselves at the boy, shattering against the ground as he slips around them, as a slew of plates follow behind.

“Hey, baby, come on, it’s true, but a fella get’s tired after that many feats of heroism.” He laughs nervously, dodging from side to side, as they smash along the ground, garnering attention from the rest of the camp.

“You broke my ship, you stranded us here, and it turns out YOU WERE HELPING THE ENEMY!” She screeches, a lightning bolt narrowly avoiding his head.


>Celes, what was that you told me about cruelty exposing you to darkness?
>Eh, he kinda deserves it, let it play out.
>Join in, watch the monkey dance.
>Write in

>>45137753
>Celes, what was that you told me about cruelty exposing you to darkness?

>>45137753
>Celes, what was that you told me about cruelty exposing you to darkness?

>>45137753
>Eh, he kinda deserves it, let it play out.

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>>45137753
>>Celes, what was that you told me about cruelty exposing you to darkness?

Oh God ChuckEails what the fuck it's been so long I don't even remember what the fuck is going on anymore

>>45137753
>Celes, what was that you told me about cruelty exposing you to darkness?

That's not very paragon, Celes.

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>>45137853
Renegade for life

I'd have ran last night if it weren't for me literally dying

>>45137877
I NEED MORE QT GETA.

>>45137826
read the recap >>45133662

>>45137753
>Celes, what was that you told me about cruelty exposing you to darkness?

>>45137877
What is it with QMs killing themselves via writing...

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You jump between the two. “Celes! What was it that you were saying? ‘Cruely opens the heart to Darkness, doesn’t it?”

The frazzled looking blonde snaps to you “I… This is different, he’s Zidane! He gave away plans to the enemy!” She yells, pointing a finger on her good hand towards the monkey boy.

He catches a plate out of the air, before frisbee tossing it, letting it land back atop a pile, while plucking the helmet off, dusting shards out of his hair. “Man Celes, you’re so fine, even when you look like you wanna murder me I can’t help but love ya.”

Ice shards freeze his shoes to the ground, but they’re not actively hurting him, only keeping him pinned. “You…!” She jabs a finger in his face, nostrils flaring, looking for words, “You be glad Vasi likes you.” She finishes lamely, turning on her heel and strutting away quickly.

Score one for the power of Vasi

Zidane’s feet are freed after a moment, as he kicks himself loose. “I think she’s warming up to me.”

“I dunno dude, seems like she’s givin ya the cold shoulder” You tell him

“Nah, just a case of cold feet.” He smirks back, dusting a few drops of water from his ankles. “Well, if that never pans out, I got a cute young redhead that’ll fall for me, right?” He snickers.

“I’m fourteen.” You point out.

“And I’m sixteen. Besides, you’re also in your twenties, technically.” He laughs, before giving you a playful shove. “Nahhh. Maybe come talk to me when you got some meat on your bones. Til then…” He waves his hand side to side neutrally. “Eh.”

>Eh? Excuse you!
>In your dreams monkey boy
>Write in

>>45138012
Real talk I actually dread questing every time for some reason. But when we actually get going I have a lot of fun and enjoy myself.

Part of it is that I stress out about providing a good product for you guys and part of it is I really hate my own writing.

I'm fucking terrible at pacing ANYTHING compared to Chuckles or Kato for example, no idea how to fix that either without Chuckles-chan standing over my shoulder

>>45138252
How much taller is he than us, cause we can comment on that.

>>45138252
>Eh? Excuse you!

>>45138252
>In your dreams monkey boy
>Write in

Slug him in the arm. Two for flinching!

>>45138252
>In your dreams monkey boy
Sides I don't date manlets

>>45138252
>In your dreams monkey boy
>Slug him in the arm. Two for flinching!

>>45138252
>Remove Monkey

>>45138275
>I'm fucking terrible at pacing ANYTHING compared to Chuckles or Kato for example, no idea how to fix that either without Chuckles-chan standing over my shoulder
Yes but you make AMAZING characters and do personality so damn well!

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You raise your eyebrows, “In your dreams, monkey boy.” For good measure, you slug him in the arm, watching him hiss and flinch. “And there’s two for flinching.” You add, corkscrewing another one into his shoulder.

“Jeez, can’t take a joke, huh?” He whines, rolling his shoulder for a moment, before sticking his tongue out at you. “Well, with no redhead fallback, I’ll have to redouble my efforts on our lovely blonde companion.” He plucks a flower and holds it between his teeth, fluttering his eyelashes.

“Can you put me down?” The flower asks, sounding very uncomfortable.

“Ah, whoops, sorry.” Zidane hurriedly pulls the flower creature free, placing her stem back into the earth.

Dude… This world is weird

“You did well, Knight of Spring.” Aslan rumbles, approaching the two of you. “Zidane Tribal. I understand you were willingly aiding the White Witch in subjugating the free people of Narnia.”

“Well, yeah, but-”

Aslan shakes his head, “Be at peace, you did not know the lay of the land, she fooled you, just as she did Edmund. I shall not hold this to you.” His voice holds the hint of a roar as he talks, like waves crashing over stone, the noise of endless passing time- you snap back to it, as he addresses you. “Lady Vasi, I believe Lucy was looking to speak to you. Though I suspect her other siblings would like to thank you as well. Zidane, I would speak with you privately as well.

>Just don’t yell at him, alright Aslan.
>See you round Zidane
>Can it wait til morning? The raid took it out of me.
>Write in

>>45138347
His characters are all the same, snarky kinda assholish good guys

>>45138682
>See you round Zidane

>>45138682
>Just don’t yell at him, alright Aslan.
>See you round Zidane

>>45138682
>See you round Zidane

>>45138682
>See you round Zidane

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Calling and writing

Reminder that Aqua is still best girl

And you left her in the realm of darkness

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>>45138931
>And you left her in the realm of darkness
Ha. Get fucked bitch.

>>45138931
Oh yeah like there was anyway for us both to get out, Plus we DID want to stay.

>>45138931
>Reminder that Aqua is still best girl
It's not like she has any competition from the other KH-original girls.

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>>45139027
Best girl

>>45139144
By far

“See you round Zidane.” You call, giving him a slight wave as you head off, looking for the sibling’s tent.

The whole raiding and riding thing sorta took it out of you, but you figure that if the siblings, or Lucy at least, are so eager to talk it might be best to go ahead and do this now rather than making them wait while you got some grub and shut eye.

A badger scurries by your feet, “Watchit!” It warns loudly, causing you to stumble over your feet, almost ending up flat on your feet, before an arm catches under your stomach.

“Careful. Can’t have our Knight of Spring twisting an ankle now, can we?” Peter warns, the eldest brother quickly setting you upright and withdrawing his arm, tucking it behind his back and looking apologetic, eyes cast anywhere but at your clothes.. “Lucy was just looking for you.” He adds, “Sheand Susan are over there.” He points towards a lavishly decorated tent. You thank him for the directions and head that way.

At least the Narnians aren’t ragging on your clothes… freaking prudes… Tala and Ranos would have thought it was cool….Oh, you made yourself sad… just don’t think about Aqua…

Damn it...

Slapping your cheeks a little, you force a smile on your face, stepping into the tent, the younger sister turns to face you, an excited smile on her face. “Lady Vasi…” She dips in an exaggerated curtsy, sweeping her dress wide with a playful laugh

You roll your eyes and wave your hand. “Nah nah, none of that. I’m still just Vasi.”

Susan holds up a dress, a neck to ankle piece… with frills. “We found something we thought might fit you. If you were to come to court.”

>CONT

>>45139421
You glance between the two of them, the younger sister shrugging and looking exasperated. “Her idea.” Lucy mouths quietly.

“How… nice.” You mutter. “But, not my style. Thhhhhanks.” Susan frowns, but takes it away. Stowing it in a chest.

“Are you a yank?” Lucy asks, “You sound like an American. Is that how they dress in New York?”

Those names meant a whole lot of nothing to you, but they didn’t hear the whole alien thing like Peter did. “No, and if they’re like you, I’m guessing they don’t dress like me.” You smirk, “One of a kind, custom tailored outfit, provides ample protection from fighting the forces of darkness. Plus, totally my style.” You add, the smirk seeming a bit more… smirky

“Certainly doesn’t look like it.” Susan mutters under her breath.

Lucy meanwhile is staring up at you starry eyed. “I… think it’s rather dashing. You’re like one of the heroes in Peter’s comic books. Though they usually aren’t ladies.”

You shoot her a wink, this kid gets you.

>So, was there anything specific you wanted, I’m very tired.
>I’ll see if you can get something like this some time. Pretty comfy.
>So where the heck do you guys come from? ‘Cause I’m guessing it’s a lot different than Radiant Gardens
>I dress the part and I’ve got a magical weapon, grade A hero material!
>Write in

>>45139448
>So where the heck do you guys come from? ‘Cause I’m guessing it’s a lot different than Radiant Gardens
>I dress the part and I’ve got a magical weapon, grade A hero material!

>>45139448
>>I dress the part and I’ve got a magical weapon, grade A hero material!
>>So, was there anything specific you wanted, I’m very tired.

>>45139448
>I dress the part and I’ve got a magical weapon, grade A hero material!
>So where the heck do you guys come from? ‘Cause I’m guessing it’s a lot different than Radiant Gardens

>>45139448
>So where the heck do you guys come from? ‘Cause I’m guessing it’s a lot different than Radiant Gardens
>I dress the part and I’ve got a magical weapon, grade A hero material!

>>45139448
>So where the heck do you guys come from? ‘Cause I’m guessing it’s a lot different than Radiant Gardens
I dress the part and I’ve got a magical weapon, grade A hero material!

>>45139448
>So where the heck do you guys come from? ‘Cause I’m guessing it’s a lot different than Radiant Gardens

Does Vasi like girls or boys?

>>45139862
Neither, She likes fighting!

>>45139862
Vasi likes to smash

>>45139862
She's 14 and has other things on her mind. Hormones will start complicating things later.

>>45139862
Vasi likes artificial humanoids containing the soul of a member of a race from a destroyed planet that crashed landed on another planet and were designed to integrate their people into the culture of the planet they landed on.

>>45139862
VASI LIKES TO SMASH!

>>45139939
Are you implying she wants monkey dick?

>>45139939
>>45139978
Vasi confirmed long lost Tuffle sibling?

>>45140025
Redheads man.

>>45140025
>>45139948


Well, she *does* like to smash... She's got the red hair...

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You thump a fist to your chest, “I dress the part and I’ve got a big magic stick that I use as a weapon. Grade A hero material!” You grin.

Hero, the word sounds nice but you aren’t entirely sure if that’s accurate yet. Ah well, you did save Edmund and Zidane. That’s pretty heroic, busting a King out of imprisonment.

“Um… I made you something.” Lucy smiles nervously, holding something out for you. “You said your weapon was a keyblade, right? Well, I thought it could use a keychain, so I asked a blacksmith for some help making this.”

She dangles a short length of chain out towards you, ending with a small metallic lion's head in the middle of a roar.

Awww. You take it from her grip, calling forth your weapon, Susan jumping backwards as it bursts into existence in a sudden flash of light. “Let’s see…” You murmur, flicking the short clip, open, it fits snugly into a loop in the handle.

As soon as it clips shut, the weapon changes, shifting in colour to a metallic silvery grey, a lions head replacing the usual heart shaped head, with a sharp arrow protruding from the smashy end, bladed edges now lining the haft of the weapon. Gonna need to be careful with that.

Still, neat!

“Goodness.” Lucy gasps. “I’m sorry Vasi, I didn’t know it would do that!”

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A short unclipping later, it shifts back to normal, the same Faded Radiance as before. “It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.” Re-clipping it, it transforms again, a name speaking to you quietly from the weapon. “It wants to be called… Waking Lion.” You mutter more to yourself than the girls as you hold the new weapon in your hand.

Wonder what this one does that the others don’t? You’ll have to test it out some time.

You spirit the blade away, sitting down on the bed with Lucy, curling your legs up. “Alright then, dish. Where do you guys come from? Cause I’m guessing it’s nothing like Radiant Gardens.”

Lucy starts the story enthusiastically, explaining how she met a faun in the woods, after travelling through a wardrobe, ending up in Narnia. There’s something in there about a war, and an old man… and… coats.... and tea… Man... your eyelids are heavy.

Vasi.. smash… Vasi… strongest there is

Lucy pulls a few blankets over you, layering you up, and lets you doze the rest of the night away.

She’s a good kid. Makes sense for a princess of light or whatever.

>End of CoK Quest #9


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>>45140176
thanks for running after so long

>>45140176

Thanks for the run, Chuckles & Eail. See you next time!

>>45140403
>>45140406
It was fun to come back to Vasi, I certainly enjoyed myself at least

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>>45140403
>>45140406
I too, had the fun

WHEN YOU WALK AWAY
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HBfvTFCqB58

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>>45140623
best blue

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Chuckles has gone to bed since his wife just got home.

Little does she know that when I come to visit she'll be sleeping on the couch while Chuckles and I have our manly huge awesome pillow fort of no girls allowed and share their bed.

Oh god I'm so alone ;~;

>>45140811

Chuckles is married?

>>45141726
Yup

So is Kato, both have wives they sleep in big beds with.

I don't even have a race car bed to call my own