>invite her in

>>1728203
>>Invite her in. When she spots your teacher say “This is exactly what it looks like” while waggling your eyebrows.
They'll understand, I'm sure of it.

>>1728203

>Invite her in. When she spots your teacher say “This is exactly what it looks like” while waggling your eyebrows.

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“Oh sorry, I spaced out, come in.”

“Yay! Did you enjoy school today? Just because we don’t go to the same school anymore you shouldn’t be able to have fun!”

“Uh… I don’t mind.”

“Hey, Ando, who was at the do—“ Uccelli comes out of the kitchen, your sister and your teacher spot each other. Uccelli has a little bit of cream on her face.

“Oh my gosh!” Your sister exclaims while being all red, your teacher is stoned. “W-w-wha –“both are staring at you waiting for your explanation.

“This is exactly what it looks like.” You say while waggling your eyebrows, you have enough courage to act like a jackass. Your sister while all red seems proud of your accomplishment.

“No! It’s not!” Uccelli yells back and slaps you on the face. You fall on the floor, it almost knock you out, you deserve it.

“Did I break the mood? Should I leave?” Your sister asks.

“Don’t worry about that, I’m leaving right now.”

“O-okay, see you later.” Amelia says nervously.

“I don’t think that’s going to happen any time soon.” Uccelli walks towards the door.

>Let her leave.
>Apologize and explain what is really going on.
>Wink at your sister and act death. Time to play another joke, she will get it.
>Write In.

>>1728318
>>Apologize and explain what is really going on.

>>1728318
>Write-in.
>"Wait, don't go! Fine, fine it was a joke."
>"In all seriousness, I'm going to need both of you mademoiselles to have a seat."
>"There's something we need to talk about."

>>1728318
>Apologize and explain what is really going on.
>"So, you going to introduce me to your new friend, there?"

>>1728318
>>Apologize and explain what is really going on.

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(I didn’t mean to write ‘stoned’ it was ‘petrified’.)

“Wait! Don’t go!” You stand up with the help of your sister, Uccelli stops at the door. “Fine, fine, it was a joke.”

“And?” Uccelli turns around, she’s still angry.

“And I’m sorry.”

Uccelli sighs. “I’m just going to let this one go because you helped me early.”

“You have a mean right hand, you know that?”

“I-I didn’t hurt you that badly, right?” Now she’s worried.

“He’s fine, my brother is resilient!”

“In all seriousness, I’m going to need both of you mademoiselles to have a seat. There is something we need to talk about” Your sister jumps to the couch.

“How can I take you seriously if you say something like that?” Uccelli sits beside Amelia.

“I didn’t introduce myself; I’m Johnny’s younger half-sister, Amelia Tomah. Nice to meet you.” Your sister says.

“I’m Nina Uccelli. Your brother and I are accountancies.” She stares at you with a little of anger.

“Ehem, we 3 need to deal with the situation at hand… and in my sister’s case, her foot.” She hides her flaming foot. “So, are you going to introduce me to your new friend there?

“Oh no… You too?” Uccelli facepalms.

“Y-you can see it?! But she told me no one could see it! What’s going on?”

You explain more or less what’s happening, including why your teacher is here.

“I see, I see. I knew most of that anyway. But your power is cool, Johnny.”

With the information delivered, what do you do now?

>Nothing, you 3 will keep contact at all times but this meeting is over.
>Try to fuse Uccelli’s and Amelia’s Flames.
>Try to make contact with your sister’s flame.
>Play the videogame with your sister and your teacher.
>Write In.

>>1728413
>>Try to make contact with your sister’s flame.

>>1728413
>Play the videogame with your sister and your teacher.

>>1728413
>Try to make contact with your sister’s flame.

>>1728413
>Try to make contact with your sister's flame.

>>1728413
>Try to make contact with your sister’s flame.
"Listen, I'm going to be out for a bit, why don't you two play some Wallop Wombat: Kray-Z edition while I figure out if this guy wants to either take over or destroy reality, okay?"
(Shoves flame into face before they could respond)

>>1728469
Let's also offer our sister some cake if there's any left.

>>1728413
>Play the videogame with your sister and your teacher.

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“Listen, I’m going to be out for a bit, why do you two play some Wallop Wombat: Kray-Z edition while I figure out if this guy wants to either take over or destroy reality, okay?” You grab your sister feet, take the flame and shove it onto your face.

“Ando, Wai—“

“No! Don’t do—“

You’re in the bridge between worlds.

“Hehehe, so you have decided to meddle in matters bigger than you human?!” A cute small bear in a cloud says. “For millenniums I have given your kind knowledge and power. You should feel very fortunate about this meeting.” She says with a smug attitude.

“Are you the demon, monster… whatever you guys are supposed to be? You don’t look threating at all.”

“T-this is what happens when you start assimilating with your human companion! When all of this is over I will turn back to being the goddess I was known for. Let's go straight to the point, human, I already heard your explanations early so I'm not exactly sure what are you doing here. So tell me.”

What do you do?

>”I was just making sure you weren’t one of those ‘I will destroy the world kind of entity’, thanks for your time.”
>”Who are you supposed to be?”
>Pet the entity. (Roll d100)
>Write In.

>>1728573
>>Pet the entity. (Roll d100)

>>1728573
>>Pet the entity. (Roll d100)

>>1728573
>>”Who are you supposed to be?”
>>"Tell me what you know about the being known as Chernobog, or others who wish to destroy reality. Regardless of whether you're for or against the Creator, that shit won't fly."
>>Pet the entity. (Roll d100)

>>1728573
>Pet the entity. (Roll d100)

>>1728583
>>1728584
>>1728597
>>1728600


I need some rolls (1d100) to know if the petting will work.

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>1728601

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>1728601
This dumb shit is the first roll of the quest...

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>1728601
Gonna pet the shit out of you.

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>1728601
A cute!

Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>1728601
What's the dice counting system?

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>1728601

Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>1728601
And call it a cute.

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(Rolls are going to be super extremely rare in anything but combat, sorry if this situation is pretty silly for rolling.
The system will be the average minus the smallest number rolled (If there are too many rolls, I’ll take 2 and so on), above 45 is success, if it’s a harder roll (I will specify), success is above 65.)

“Who are you supposed to be?”

“I’m Sarasvati, to some of your kind I’m considered a goddess. I hope answering these questions will mean you will aid my companion in her journey.”

“It’s my sister; I’m not going to left her behind anyway.”

“Excellent.”

“Tell me what you know about the being known as Chernobog, or others who wish to destroy reality. Regardless of wheter you’re for or against the Creator, that shit won’t fly.”

“Watch your language human, I don’t like profanity in my presence. Chernobog hasn’t been able to find a husk to parasite yet in your world, it seems he’s not working alone this time and he has already started to use his minions to hunt those who have a flame within them, so beware. I’m enemy of everything that wants to hurt humanity and no ally of the Creator, either, so you’re a handy ally to me right now.”

“Oh no…” You’re in more danger than you thought you where originally. “Can you come closer?”

“What is it, human?”

You try petting the entity because it looks so fluffy and huggable.

“What’s this?! Why are you petting me?!” She moves away.

“I-I don’t know… I just want to do it.”

“Are you looking down on me?!”

“No… But you look so cute, so I thought ‘why not?’.”

“Haven’t your misjudgment being a detriment to you enough times to stop being so… reckless? Why are you taking these kind of decisions?... Just don’t pet me ever again, it’s condescending. Pet my companion; she enjoys it when her father does it.”

“Is there any information you want to rely on me?”

“I’m not sure if I should say this, but I don’t think I ever seen someone with your ability to communicate and move around like that. I’m happy I came across with someone so useful, now we have to parts ways, I need to use my energy wisely.”

You wake up. You’re in the coach with your sister, she’s playing Wallop Wombat.

>”Where is Ms. Uccelli?”
>”What time is it?”
>”Are you still bad at videogames?”
>Write In.

>>1728785
>>”Are you still bad at videogames?”

>>1728785
>>”Are you still bad at videogames?”

>>1728785
>>Write In.
Scream in both pain and terror, as it seems that Sarasvati has punished us for daring to pet her by fusing us with our P.E. Coach Mr. Mackley, ala The Fly.

Or did you mean we're ON the COUCH? If that's the case...

>”Where is Ms. Uccelli?”

>>1728785
>>”Are you still bad at videogames?”
And
>”Where is Ms. Uccelli?”

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(Whoops, I fucked up, it’s on the couch; I’m not into vore, I swear.)

“Are you still bad at videogames?” She falls on a pit when you say it.

“N-no! It’s the pillow shaped hit box! This remake makes me mad.” She pauses the game. “So how thing went with Sarasvati? She’s such a cutie now!”

“It was pretty informative. Where is Ms. Uccelli?”

“She went to the minimarket; she said she’s going to make us dinner!” She is excited.

“I see…”

>”My turn to play.”
>”I’m curious, why did you accept the pact with her?”
>”What’s wrong with you? Why you put yourself in danger like that?”
>”I totally scored by the way, she’s just shy about our relationship” (Joke)
>Write In.

>>1728846
>>>”I’m curious, why did you accept the pact with her?”

>>1728846
>>”What’s wrong with you? Why you put yourself in danger like that?”
We should hear the goddess advise and stop choosing the silly options.

>>1728855
Seconding

>>1728846
>>”My turn to play.”

>>1728846
>"My turn."

Let's not focus on us, get a few rounds in before that. You know, as an ice breaker.

>>1728846
>>”My turn to play.”
>>”I’m curious, why did you accept the pact with her?”
>Write In.
"You didn't tell her about how I ACTUALLY dig older women, right?"

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“My turn to play.”

“Go ahead, I like watching you play.” She hands you the controller.

“You started with 3?”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“You start by order, dummy.”

“But this one has the vehicles stages.”

“Those are the worst. Sometimes I wonder how we are related.” You joke. She laughs.

After beating some levels while talking about the detriments and improvements of the game together, you try to get serious for a bit.

“I’m curious, why did you accept the pact with her?”

“Because she needed my help and the world is in danger.”

“That’s it? Nothing else?”

“Would you refuse?”

“I kind of did twice now.”

“Heh, you’re right, in my defense she was upfront about it too, so it made me trust her.”

“You didn’t tell her about how…” Your sister doesn’t know your sexual preferences, so you decided not to bring it.

“about what?”

“Ehm… nothing…. Do you think you can save the world?”

“No, but I can try to save you and pops.” She smiles.

You stop playing and stare at her.

>”What you did was reckless, from now on leave the tough decisions to me.”
>”You’re a dummy, you know that?”
>”So what’s your plan? I hope if it isn’t playing Wallop Wombat until the world ends…”
>Write In.

>>1728937
So what’s your plan? I hope it isn’t playing Wallop Wombat until the world ends…” *Fixed

>>1728937
>>”You’re a dummy, you know that?”

>>1728937
>>”So what’s your plan? I hope if it isn’t playing Wallop Wombat until the world ends…”

>>1728937
>"So what did two talk about?"

>>1728937
>praising headpats

>>1728937
>>”You’re a dummy, you know that?”
>>”So what’s your plan? I hope if it isn’t playing Wallop Wombat until the world ends…”

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“You’re a dummy, you know that?” You headpat her, she smiles.

“Me? Dummy? I’m not dummy, but I know one who just got slapped in the face.” She starts giggling. Headpat time is over for this ungrateful sibling.

“…That doesn’t count. So what’s your plan? I hope it isn’t playing Wallop Wombat until the world ends…”

“Not exactly… But pretty close, I was going to wait for the solstice to happen and see what more or less what’s going on so when the equinox happens I’ll be prepared to act accordingly.”

“Not a fan of your plan to be honest.”

“It was a sound plan until I knew certain someone who can see our flames…”

“So what did you two talk about?

“At first it was about all of this, like she promised me she was going to protect us and such. She’s really a very nice lady aside from the slapping. She also promised me to help me with my looks. She said we both look unkempt and unpleasant.”

Someone knocks the door, it’s probably Ms. Uccelli. Your unkempt and unpleasant ass goes to open the door. It’s her and she has a bag of groceries.

“Oh, you’re fine thank god; I was going to start to get worried if you were still unconscious.”

“I can handle those situations.” She ignores your comment and goes to the kitchen.

“I’m going to prepare dinner, do you two like fish?”

“A little.” You say. Amelia shrugs.

“That’s good enough for me. Tell me all about what happened with that demon, I have to formulate a modus operandi for us to follow if we want to survive.”

>”Aye, Aye, Ma’am” Tell her what happened.
>”I should be the one in charge here; I’m the one who has a fully understanding of everything that’s happening and I can see the flames.”
>”I’m going to tell you, but no one is in charge here, we will discuss everything together.”
>Write In.

>>1729189
>”I should be the one in charge here; I’m the one who has a fully understanding of everything that’s happening and I can see the flames.”

>>1729189
>>”I’m going to tell you, but no one is in charge here, we will discuss everything together.”
I guess we're mission control, seeing as we've got no pact. We keep an ear to the ground and an eye peeled, and they check up on stuff that we can't do without getting beat up.

First bit of order, that delinquent guy with the shoulder flame who goes to our school.

>>1729189
>>”I’m going to tell you, but no one is in charge here, we will discuss everything together.”

>>1729189
>”I’m going to tell you, but no one is in charge here, we will discuss everything together.”

>>1729189
>Aye, Aye, Ma’am” Tell her what happened.

>>1729189
>”I’m going to tell you, but no one is in charge here, we will discuss everything together.”

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“I’m going to tell you, but no one is in charge here, we will discuss everything together.” You say to Uccelli.

“I respect the sentiment, but I’m the only adult here. I can take care of all these.”

“With all due respect ma’am, but not only you don’t seem to handle pressure correctly, we don’t know if you’re able to use your flame at all.” Your sister replies.

“…” She looks hurt, she bites her thumbnail. “You’re right, all our lives depend on this and I’m not sure if I can handle this type of pressure…”

“Then we’re in an agreement!” Amelia smiles.

“Okay ladies, we have something to deal with.”

“The delinquent student you mentioned early, right? He skipped, at least, the last two days so finding out who he is it’s not going to be a problem.” Uccelli says while cooking.

“You know who could it be? I already gave you a description.”

“Not a clue, he fits the description of quite a few of my students.”

“Brother, is your school full of delinquents?” Sis asks.

“Let’s not talk about that.” Uccelli says while looking annoyed.

“What if he’s not going again soon? How are we going to find him?” Your sis asks to Uccelli.

“I looked up your brother’s cellphone; you didn’t think I couldn’t look for his address?”

He’s quite the dangerous individual, he’s a delinquent and he slammed (presumably) a guy through a crane machine and didn’t even bother check if he killed him or not.

What’s your plan to deal with him?

>Kill him.
>Beat him to submission.
>Diplomacy. The more allies the better, right?
>Don’t deal with him right now, wait until he starts becoming an immediate danger.
>Write In.

>>1729315
>>Diplomacy. The more allies the better, right?

>>1729315
>>Diplomacy. The more allies the better, right?

>>1729315
>>Beat him to submission.

>>1729315
>Diplomacy. The more allies the better, right?
Failing that...
>Beat him to submission.

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“We will have to try to convince him to join us, right? The more the merrier.”

“D-didn’t he throw someone through a crane machine? How can we trust someone like him?” Amelia speaks up her mind.

“While I agree with you in principle and I’m not faulting in any way to think that. He’s just a young misguided man, and as a teacher I know we at least have to give him a chance, the world already denies him an opportunity to be successful by having a bad upbringing, we can’t deny him a chance to change, right?” She got a little passionate while waiting for the food to be ready.

Well your father isn’t that great either, but you’re not killing people at random, right? Anyway it aligns with your idea, so why care?

“I don’t like this, at all. But you two seem to be on the same page, right? I’ll trust you!”

Now we need to know who is going to deal with him and where…

>Uccelli at School. She has the authority to deal with him.
>You at School. I mean, you can take his flame away, right?
>The three of you near his house. This will not look convincing at all, but at least you will be safe.
>Write In.

>>1729430
>>You at School. I mean, you can take his flame away, right?

>>1729430
>>You at School. I mean, you can take his flame away, right?
Accidentally abscond with the flame, while the teacher talks to him. Have the sister with you while you interrogate the flame.

>>1729430
>"Before you go, let me try something."
>Take both of their flames, touch tips, and put it on your face.

I want to see what happens.

>>1729462
This first, then >>1729445

>>1729445
>>1729462
Support.

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“Before we do anything else, let me try something.”

You take both of their flames and touch the tips together; it seems the flames are evading each other, like water and oil it seems they can’t really blend together…

“Ando… stop…” Uccelli says like she’s about to throw up. Both your teacher and your sister are looking pale and sickly.

“Please…” Your sister begs. You move the flames away from each other, both seem to get better almost immediately. “Don’t do that ever again…”

“At least not with us, and... Food is ready.” Uccelli smile, a rare sight. “Help me with the plates, Ando.”

“Aye, Aye.” You can’t play god. But maybe if you crush both flames together they will disappear, keep that in mind.

You three are at the table eating, I think it’s the first time on the day you three are fully relaxing.

“This is delicious Ms. Uccelli!” Your sister says, and she’s completely right.

“I can show the recipe if you want.”

“It’s alright; I don’t know how to cook.”

“A good woman knows how to cook, you know? Girls these days have abandoned all femininity. Besides, how are you going to get a good man without showing your love through cooking?”

“Meh… It doesn’t seem to be working with you.” Stone. Cold. Uccelli drops her fork. Your sister seems to have destroyed Uccelli’s spirit. An awkward silence impregnates the room. “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it to sound like that.”

“Are you okay?” You ask Uccelli, who is still in shock.

“… You know, Mr. Ando, I think I can appreciate your jokes now.”

“Ehem! Tomorrow I’ll deal with the guy at school.” You try to change the subject.

“How?” Uccelli regains her composure.

“Well, while you scold him or something I’ll abscond with the flame in my hands, Sis will be there with me while I interrogate the flame.”

“Sounds like a solid plan, getting him in detention is not going to be troublesome.”

“I’ll try to get there early then!” Your sis looks pumped. You three end their respective meals. It’s time for Ms. Uccelli to go.

“It’s time for me to go back home.” Uccelli checks her clock.

“Thanks for everything Ms. Uccelli! And I’m still sorry about what I said…”

“It’s okay; kids just speak their minds sometimes without thinking. I’ll send you some of my fashion tips by ‘chat now’ when I arrive home.”

“That sounds great! Thank you again.” Amelia smiles.

“See you tomorrow, Mr. Ando, I’m very sorry for what I make you went through today.”

>”It’s okay, you were scared and I was too.”
>”I’m sorry as well for what I did too.”
>”What? I’m going with you to the station.”
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the day, we continue tomorrow at 7pm EDT.)

>>1729633
>>”What? I’m going with you to the station.”
"Walking home late is a good way to get jumped at the best of times, and you currently have an entity on you who's competing in a no holds barred contest for supremacy. We'll come with you, for safety's sake."

>>1729633
>>”It’s okay, you were scared and I was too.”
>This is all new to us.
>I'm just glad we can share this experience.
>Wink

>>1729633
>”What? I’m going with you to the station.”
got make sure she gets home safe

>>1729633
>>”I’m sorry as well for what I did too.”

>>1729633
>"Eh, it's fine. I was anxious for a bit, but I'll get over it."
>"Besides, if you ever feel lonely, give me a call, I'd love to go on a third date."
>Wink.

>>1729651
>>1729655
This first, then
>>1729652

>>1729662
Also, walking her to the station doesn't seem that bad either.

>>1729633
>>Write In.
Shrug.

>>1729662
this
with
>”What? I’m going with you to the station.”
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“What? We’re going with you to the station. It’s late and it could be dangerous out there. And it’s fine, I was anxious for a bit, but I’ll get over it, this is all new to us.”

“I’ll accept your offer, Mr. Ando. This place gives me bad vibes.” Uccelli says.

“Uhm… I won’t go! I need to clean the dishes; Johnny’s dad has a bit of a temper . Have a safe trip Ms. Uccelli” Your sister winks at you.

Your sister brings you a sweater before you and your teacher leave to the station. It’s almost 9pm, it’s a starry night. You have no idea what to talk about.

“Can I ask you something, Mr. Ando?” She’s the one breaking the ice.

“What is it?”

“Why you helped me? We never had a good student-teacher relationship, for all you knew I could have kill you…”

>“You were the only one that could give me the answers I needed.”
>”It’s a secret.”
>”Because that’s what good people do, help people.”
>”Wait, we don’t have a good student-teacher relationship? What did I do?”
>Write In.

>>1731266
>Act like you're thinking for a sec.
>"Because you're cute?"

>>1731266
>>“You were the only one that could give me the answers I needed.”
uhmm,but we could have asked the other guy...

>>1731266
>"Because you're cute, for one."
>"Besides that, I know that you'd probably wouldn't want to hurt people in general, much less kill them, even if they'd find out about you and your friend."
>"Anyways, as long as you don't hurt Amelia, I'll have your back. Emotionally, at least."

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You act like you’re thinking for a second.

“...Because you’re cute?”

“Silly me; thinking you were going to answer seriously.”

“What? It’s true. Besides that, I know that you probably wouldn’t want to hurt people in general, much less kill them, even if they’d find out about you and your friend.”

“Now that’s the type of answer I wanted to hear, now put that type of effort into your studies and we’re golden.” You don’t like this change of subject…

“…Anyways, as long as you don’t hurt Amelia, I’ll have your back. Emotionally, at least.”

“Ugh… I can’t really tell if you’re serious or not. But thanks, I guess.” She can’t take you seriously.

You arrive to the station.

“Thank you for escorting me, Mr. Ando. Let’s hope for great results for tomorrow.”

“If you ever feel lonely or scared, give me a call. I’m always available.”

“…I will if necessary.” She pays her ticket and goes away, she waves at you smiling. You wave back. She cares about you, not in the way you wish, but it’s something.

It’s time to go back. Amelia is waiting for you, probably. What will you do in your house to pass the time?

>Study.
>Keep playing Wallop Wombat with your sister.
>Go to sleep, you need to be in your best shape for tomorrow.
>Write In.

>>1731403
>Play
>Study
>Sleep

>>1731403
>Study.

>>1731403
>>Play

>>1731403
>>Study.

>>1731403
>>Study.

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You arrive home after a quiet walk.

“Hey Johnny, how did things went with your teacher?” Amelia is wearing her pajamas.

“Uh, normal?”

“Oooh… Okay, you don’t have to tell me.” She acts smug for some reason. Amelia looks a bit tired.

“You don’t look so good.”

“What? I’m feeling greeeeeat!” She yawns.

“It’s better if you go to sleep.” She sleeps on your bed when she comes over, you usually use the couch, but since your father is not here, you will sleep on his bed. “C’mon, we have a long day waiting for us tomorrow.”

“Okay…” She yawns louder than before. “What are you going to do?”

“Study.”

“You’re so diligent! I wish I had so much energy like you.”

You study until 11 pm. The subjects are finally starting to make sense to you, you feel smarter than ever. You can feel your overall Knowledge increasing. You check your phone for messages, there is one from your father, it says his work trip is going to take all week and that he’ll be back Monday. You go to sleep feeling good about yourself.

It’s Friday morning, your sister made you ‘breakfast’.

“I’m leaving, my school is farther away than yours; I’ll see you after classes!”

“Take care.”

She smiles.

You’re alone and ready to tackle this challenge. In your trip to school you didn’t spot anyone with a flame, not even your target. The first hours of classes pass by really fast, you’re in a recess. Someone send you a message on the phone, it’s Ms. Uccelli.

“My best bet is Blake Wilkinson. He’s in class 2-A. Go and check on him to see if he’s the one.” he’s younger than you. You’re in 3-A.

What do you write back?

>”Going immediately.”
>”K.”
>”We don’t have to rush things, we will wait ‘till classes are over.”
>Write In.

+Knowledge lvl.

>>1731540
>>”K.”

>>1731540
>>”We don’t have to rush things, we will wait ‘till classes are over.”
That way there'll be less witnesses if anything goes bad.

>>1731540
>”K. (Thumbs up emote)"

>>1731540
>"Only if you write me a pass."

>>1731540
>>”K.”

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(I meant to write “4-A” instead of 3-A. Whoops)

“K.” You add a ‘thumbs up’ emote.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” Uccelli responds back.

Well, time to check on this guy…

In your way to Class 2-A you found your target near the male bathrooms, you’re not sure if Blake is his name but you can see his brighter flame on his shoulder. He’s talking to a smaller student, you overhear their conversation.

“What do you mean you don’t have any money with ya? You know what happens if you don’t give me what I want?”

“B-but I don’t have any money! Besides you aren’t crazy enough to beat me in the middle of the school, r-right?”

“Is that a challenge, kid?”

This is not looking good, and if you don’t do anything that kid will get hurt…

>Defend the smaller student.
>”Hey, aren’t you the guy from the arcade?”
>Keep watching from afar.
>Write In.

>>1731615
>”Hey, aren’t you the guy from the arcade?”

>>1731615
>>”Hey, aren’t you the guy from the arcade?”

>>1731615
>>”Hey, aren’t you the guy from the arcade?”

>>1731615
>>”Hey, aren’t you the guy from the arcade?”
>>"Need to borrow your friend for a moment for a talk. Don't mind me." Yoink.

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“Hey, aren’t you the guy from the arcade?”

“Huh?!” He turns around extremely pissed at you. “Can you see am busy, four eyes?”

Four eyes? Is that the best he got?

“Seriously, you don’t remember me? I need to –”

“OOOOOooh! Did you hear that fucko?!” He grabs the small kid from the neck like he’s hugging him. “it’s the nerd from the arcade!... Of course I don’t remember a little shithead like you! Now get out or I’ll take your money too.”

“Please help me…” The kid begs for help, the bully shows you the finger.

>Punch him.
>Text Uccelli your position. She's totally going to deal with this.
>Take a picture of the bully and run.
>Leave.
>Write In.

>>1731709
>>Take a picture of the bully and run.
And while running text it to Uccelli.
Delete text before you are caught.

>>1731709
>>Write In.
>"Need to borrow your friend here, see me later."

Grab his flame, run away.

Fast.

>>1731709
>"How poor are you that you need to bully money from kids, don't you make enough money from your mom whoring herself out?
Then again she probably spends it all on booze and meth to forget what a retarded shit she birthed. "

>>1731709
>>Take a picture of the bully and run.

>>1731724
+1

>>1731724
Seconding

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You’re not courageous enough to insult him, you know what his capable of so it’s not a good idea. He ignores you and goes back to scare his victim, he grabs him by the shirt, the poor kid is about to pee his pants. You try to get closer to the bully to take his flame. You grab it successfully, but he finds out…

“What the fuck DID YOU JUST DO?!!! WHERE IS IT?!”

“I… Um… I… need to b-borrow your friend here! See me later” You just run for it!

“There will be no later after I’m FINISHED WITH YOU!”

The bully throws his victim away and starts chasing you, he’s a gorilla going in superspeed! Oh god! Your Athletic ability is too awful for this! He’s catching up to you fast! Is this going to be your end?!

>Text message Uccelli before dying.
>Try to outrun the bully! (Roll 1d100)(Hard Roll)
>Throw the Flame out of a window.
>Write In.

Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>1731842
>>Try to outrun the bully! (Roll 1d100)(Hard Roll)

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>1731842
>Try to outrun the bully! (Roll 1d100)(Hard Roll)

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>1731842
>>Try to outrun the bully! (Roll 1d100)(Hard Roll)

>>1731842
Jump out the window.

>>1731864
>>1731873
>>1731876
Guess we're great at running away.

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(Geez! Insane rolls!)

You don’t have any other option except outrunning this bully! You pray to the goddess of swole to give you energy!

…

You found energy within yourself to keep pace with this crazy gorilla!

…

You’re near the classrooms from the second years.

…

You swiftly go through the students that are going back to classes.

…

The same can be said about the gorilla, until he trips and crashes head first on the lockers near the classroom. The accident wasn’t pretty; the guy is unconscious on the floor. The flame you’re holding gets smaller.

…

You survived, you probably ran faster than Olympic runners... Well what you’re sure of is that you can feel your overall Athletic ability increasing. The other students are laughing at the bully, everyone must hate this asshole, since no one is helping him.

What do you do?

>Call for help.
>Go to the teacher’s office in search of Uccelli.
>Text Uccelli and your sister, then go back to classes.
>Write In.

+Athletic lvl.

>>1732033
>>Write In.
>Go to class and sleep/talk to the flame

>>1732033
>Help the poor fucker.

>>1732033
>>Write In.
Text Uccelli about what happened, then go to the bathroom and shove that flame into your face while you sit on a toilet.

>>1732033
>>Text Uccelli and your sister, then go back to classes.

>>1732062
Seconding.

>>1732033
Actually, changing from >>1732062 to >>1732059. We can shove the flame into our face as we watch over him.

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You decided to help the poor fucker. You call a teacher for help, and together you drag the bully’s unconscious body to the infirmary room, then you leave him on the bed. The man in charge of the infirmary checks on him.

“Blake probably got a concussion. He should leave to the hospital, I’ll call an ambulance.” Uccelli was right, this is Blake… whateverson.

“It was a matter of time that something bad happened to him.” The male teacher comments. “Kid, you should go back to classes.” He refers to you.

“Don’t worry I’ll wait for the ambulance, then I’ll leave.”

“It’s not necessary, don’t worry about him.” The male nurse says to you with the phone in his hand.

You have the flame; it doesn’t seem to be necessary to stay here…

>Stay with him and use the flame in the meantime.
>Leave to classes. Maybe use the flame in classes.
>Stay with him and text Uccelli what just happened.
>Write In.

>>1732135
>>Leave to classes. Maybe use the flame in classes.

>>1732135
>>Stay with him and text Uccelli what just happened.

>>1732135
>Leave to classes. Maybe use the flame in classes.

We need to talk to the flame before anything, if he's with the world destroying faction then waiting and sitting by him is only going to hurt us.

>>1732135
>>Stay with him and text Uccelli what just happened.

>>1732135
>>Stay with him and text Uccelli what just happened.
He's still a person, and it's sort of our fault even if he did deserve it. Let's stay with him

>>1732135
>>Stay with him and text Uccelli what just happened.

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“I’ll stay anyway; it’s my fault after all.”

“Wait, you did this?” The teacher gets a bit mad. “You’re going to the teacher’s office after classes and you will explain yourself, you hear me?”

“Yes. But now it’s not the time to talk about this.”

After the teacher leave, you’re left alone with the nurse and Blake, You sit beside him, he’s slowly breathing, his flame is even smaller than before. You text to Ms. Uccelli, you tell her everything that happened…

“Don’t go anywhere, I’ll be there when I can.”

That’s done, now it’s time to talk to whoever this flame is… Here goes nothing! You put the flame on your eyes.

Unlike other instances, the bridge between world is completely white…

“Child, you’re in the presence of Ethinael, one of the strongest servants of our almighty god, it seems your meddling comes from ignorance, I shall instruct you to walk through the correct path. Together we shall bring light back to this world of sin.”

“W-what?”

“Is enlightenment what you seek? Do you see the true path in front of you?”

“I’m not sure I’m getting this.”

“Do you want to follow the lord’s guidance or do you want to stray away from his light?”

>”I want guidance.”
>”No, ew; what the fuck? I’m good alone.”
>”Are you on the side of the Creator?”
>”What?”
>Write In.

>>1732270
>>”What?

>>1732270
>>”Are you on the side of the Creator?”

>>1732270
>>”Are you on the side of the Creator?”

>>1732270

>"Do you? Do you need guidance?"

>>1732270
Neither. I'm more concerned with making sure the one known as Chernobog doesn't win and annihilate our world or reality as we know it. I might not be willing to walk your path, but I'm going to make sure that people can still walk it after this contest is over.

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“Are you on the side of the Creator?”

“Yes, he’s our lord almighty, god, the one who made it all happen; the one you should be devoted to. The way you speak of him is impure; I implore you to refer to his magnificence as your lord and savior.”

“Uh… I’m good. I’m more concerned with making sure the one known as Chernobog doesn’t win and annihilate our world or reality as we know it. I might not willing to walk your path, but I'm going to make sure that people can still walk it after this contest is over.”

“Even after witnessing the revelation that our lord exist and cares about you, you still refuse to follow his path? I don’t have any time to talk prattle with a heathen. Follow his guidance or perish with the unworthy.”

“Hey, I’m trying to be reasonable! We both want the same thing.”

“Then follow his guidance or be annihilated under my wrath. This is not negotiable.”

>”I will follow his guidance.”
>”No, fuck off you weird looking thing.”
>End the conversation, wake up.
>Write In.

>>1732405
>>End the conversation, wake up.

>>1732405
>>End the conversation, wake up.

>>1732405
>End the conversation, wake up.
"And I thought that the end of creation would be enough to bring about some form of cooperation, but suit yourself."

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Okay, this is pointless, time to wake up!... how do you wake up?

“What’s your answer human?”

“And I thought the end of creation would be enough to bring about some from of cooperation, but suit yourself.” You try to sound cool while trying to formulate a plan to escape.

“Is there any point to misguided life?”

“You’re not the one to decide anyone’s fate.”…You have an idea.

You slap yourself on the face hoping this will wake you up… and it does! You wonder if the bridge between worlds has the same properties as a dream. You’re sitting in the same chair next to Blake’s “corpse” as before, it seems everything is on place… Wait, you don’t seem to be able to find the flame. Oh, it’s in Blake’s shoulder again, you’re going to take it back for a bit and –

“Aaargh… I’m… not… finished… with… YOU!” Blake grabs your arm! How the fuck he woke up?! He just received a concussion! You freeze in place.

“You shouldn’t move kid! You have a concussion, any sudden movements can be dangerous, the ambulance is about to ge—.” The nurse tries to help you and receives a punch on the face… he’s now unconscious on the floor… Blake is still holding you.

“That was a practice shot… Now it’s payback time…” The flame on his shoulder is bigger than ever. He throws you away and touches his flame, a light appears and a smaller and unfinished version of Ethinael appears within. “I don’t know what’s going on, but if you can take my power away, you’re good as dead.”

You are still close to him; he doesn’t seem to be able to stand up yet, he’s just very angry on the bed with a malformed monster on his shoulder, aside from the surprise, you're in complete control of the situation…

What do you do?

>”Stop! We don’t need to fight!”
>"Behave or I'm going to give you another concussion."
>Throw him the chair you were on.
>Run.
>Write In.

(Last reply of the day, we continue tomorrow at the same time in a shorter session.)

>>1732523
Jump on Blake, grab that flame, and ride that asshole like he's a mechanical bull gone haywire.

>>1732523
>"Is violence all you can think of?"
>Run
>Scream that he has gone berserk and has punched the nurse. Someone call the police!

As much fun as
>>1732538
Sounds, I'm going to have to go with

>>1732611

>>1732523
>put your knee on his balls
>if he doesn't stop, lean on it until he does
>"Behave or I'm going to give you another concussion."

>>1732523
>>Throw him the chair you were on.

You can't reason with him, fight.

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“Is violence all you can think of?!” You slowly move away.

“Let’s find out, just let me punch you in the face for a little while.” He stands up, Blake looks dizzy.

“I’ll pass!” You get the fuck out of the room. “HELP! Blake has gone berserk and has punched the nurse! Someone call the police!”

From the classrooms nearby the infirmary, the students and teachers go out to the school’s corridors to see what the fuck is going on. Blake is chasing you again, slowly and clumsily. “What’s happening?” “Who’s that guy?” “Did he mean Blake from second year?” Is that all you hear while you escape for your life.

The P.E. Teacher grabs Blake.

“Stop right now, Mr. Wilkinson” He can’t see the monster in Blake’s shoulder.

“Get away!” The disfigured version of Ethinael sends flying your poor teacher to the ceiling with one solid strike. You hear girls screaming.

“What’s going on?!” “Did our teacher just go flying to the ceiling for no reason?!” “What’s happening?!” “Let’s get out of here!” The kids are panicking. Some teacher are trying to calm the down.

Now everyone is running away or hiding from Blake, some are even following your escape route.

“FOUR-EYES!! WHERE ARE YOU?!” You hear the crazy fuck screaming. He lost you, but you are not that far away from him.

You can’t run aimlessly forever! You need a plan!

>Run away from the school!
>Search for Ms. Uccelli!
>Lure Blake out of the school!
>Write In!

>>1734542
>>Lure Blake out of the school!

>>1734542
>Lure Blake out of the school!

>>1734542
>>"someone get the cops, blakes shooting the school up!"

>>1734542
change>>1734613
to>>1734726

>>1734542
>Search for Ms. Uccelli!

>>1734542
>Lure Blake while calling Ucceli on your phone.

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“Someone get the cops, Blake’s shooting the school up!” You yell in hopes for someone to actually do something. You see some kids taking their cellphones out. The kids move away from you to leave you in clear view of Blake. They sold you.

“UUUH?! So that’s where you are!” Uh-oh…

You got Blake’s attention... This is bad. While running you try to call Uccelli!

“HELP! HELP!”

“Where are you? What’s going on? Is this commotion because of you?!”

“He’s about to kill me! I’m running towards the entrance!”

“Oh god… I’m going!” You hang to concentrate on running.

Escaping is not an easy task but with your new found speed and stamina you succeed to lure this psycho out of the school building, you’re at the front yard. Seems the only ‘casualty’ so far was your poor P.E. Teacher.

“I can’t beat you if you keep running!” He’s gazed and feeling the effects of his brain damage. It seems Ethinael can’t leave Blake’s shoulder. They are basically tied together.

“What else do you want me to do?! I don’t want you to beat me!” This guy is a dumbass.

“S-shut up!”

You hear an ambulance’s siren, it just arrived here, maybe it’s Blake’s.

What do you do?

>Fight.
>Run towards the ambulance. You need to make time for the cops to arrive.
>Write In.

>>1734809
>>Run towards the ambulance. You need to make time for the cops to arrive.

>>1734809
>Run towards the ambulance. You need to make time for the cops to arrive.

>>1734809
>Run.

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You run towards the ambulance, this fucker is awful shape but you can’t deal with a monster from another dimension.

“HELP! HELP!” You scream. One of the paramedics gets off the ambulance.

“What’s going on? Where is the injured kid?”

“HE’S CHASING ME!”

“Chasing you?! Wasn’t he unconscious?!”

“HE’S TRYING TO SHOOT THE SCHOOL UP!”

“What?! Is anyone in there injured?!”

“NO! BUT IF YOU DON’T GET ME OUT OF HERE, I’LL BE.” RIP PE Teacher, your death will go unnoticed for now…

“But they didn’t tell us about any shooting!”

“FOUR EYES! STOP RUNNING AWAY FROM ME!!” Oh god, he seems to be recovering! He’s going faster than before!

>”Just let me in and get me out of here!”
>Keep running away aimlessly.
>Write In.

>>1734905
>>Keep running away aimlessly.
get in a bush

>>1734905
>>Keep running away aimlessly.

>>1734905
>Circle back to Ucceli.

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“AAAH!” You stop trying to reason with these useless paramedics and run away from the psycho bully.

“Wait!” the poor guy stays confused. Fuck that.

“I’LL FUCK YOU UP, YOU SHITBAG! GOD HAS MY BACK! NOTHING CAN STOPS ME!” Blake is going mental for some reason.

You keep running for your dear life, you are getting near a shopping district that is somewhat familiar to you, there must be a police station nearby if your memory doesn’t fail you. Blake is keeping pace with you, you cross the street in hopes to find the cops or even a bush where to hide. And in the end, you found the cops… or rather the cops found Blake… a police car run over him when he was crossing the street… He was so enraged with you that he didn’t notice the car… Jaywalking is bad, kids.

You see Ethinael getting shattered into small pieces and Blake’s flame slowly fades away… The Ashes disperse with the wind never to be seen again.

“The kid is dead.” The Policeman that wasn’t driving says while checking on Blake’s body. The guy driving is in a state of shock, he hasn’t let go the steering wheel. “This is going to be such a hassle.”

“It was an accident! You saw it! He jumped on us!” The Policeman in the car yells.

…

They haven’t noticed you at all. What do you do?

>Get the fuck out. Then go back to school.
>Talk to the policeman.
>Write In.

>>1735048
>>Get the fuck out. Then go back to school.
wow

>>1735048
>>Get the fuck out. Then go back to school.

>>1735048
>>Get the fuck out. Then go back to school.

>>1735048
>>Go Home, text teach

>>1735048
>Get the fuck out. Then go back to school.
Nothing happened. Nothing at all.

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Uh… You get the fuck out of there… Even in your way out they didn’t notice, both of them have their own problems they have to deal with. Your legs feel wobbly, you didn’t notice it before but you’re shaking and your vision is getting a bit blurry, since when? Who knows… You hope you never get used to see dead people.

You check your phone, there are 5 missing calls from Uccelli; oh god, she’s calling you now.

“Hello?” You say.

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Finally you answer the phone. Are you okay?”

“I’ve been better…”

“What does that mean? Answer me clearly, please.” She’s almost panicking.

“I’m fine… Sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry! It’s my fault!... God, I’m so relieved, if I was there with you I would hug you, you poor thing. We’re locked inside the school while the police are looking for Blake around the perimeter; they probably going to stop you if you get near… So what happened? Did you lose him? Did he try to shot you?”

>”I lost him; I have no idea what happened to him.”
>”He’s dead; he was run over by a police car.”
>”I’ll tell you later. I’m not feeling very good right now…”
>Write In.

>>1735152
>”He’s dead; he was run over by a police car.”

>>1735152
>”I lost him; I have no idea what happened to him.”

>>1735152
>>”I’ll tell you later. I’m not feeling very good right now…”

>>1735152
>>”He’s dead; he was run over by a police car.”

>>1735152
>>”He’s dead; he was run over by a police car.”
Time to go home

>>1735152
>>”He’s dead; he was run over by a police car.”
And I think I'm in shock.

>>1735152
>”He’s dead; he was run over by a police car.”

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“He’s dead; he was run over by a police car. And I think I’m in shock”

“Oh no no no…” After what it feel like a long pause, she continues “Don’t worry, it wasn’t your fault at all, don’t think of it not even for one second, you hear me?... How are you feeling? Can you get to the station?”

“I think I can.”

“Go back home immediately, I’ll call your sister to tell her to go directly to your apartment, I’ll be there as soon as I can with your stuff, they probably will keep me here longer to inform us about the situation and guide us on what to do. Sorry, I shouldn’t be keeping you busy with my rambling. Please, Ando, take care.”

Well… time to go home. The subway is almost empty, so you take a sit. The long way home felt short, maybe you doze off for a moment? Anyway, you go off the train.

Walking towards home is becoming a monumental task in your shape. Is it only the shock or the fact you run so much and you’re not used to it? You wonder if you can make it to home… You spot the Clinic you worked the other day, perhaps…

>Let’s go in. The owner is your pal, right?
>Nah, let’s head home. You don’t want to deal with the creepy man in charge.
>Write In.

>>1735344
>>Nah, let’s head home. You don’t want to deal with the creepy man in charge.
And you want to be somewhere familiar if something happens.

>>1735344
>>Let’s go in. The owner is your pal, right?

>>1735344
>Nah, let’s head home. You don’t want to deal with the creepy man in charge.

>>1735344
>>Nah, let’s head home. You don’t want to deal with the creepy man in charge.

>>1735344
>>Let’s go in. The owner is your pal, right?

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The place still gives you the creeps better not to get in there for now.

…

Somehow you arrived back home even if you were tumbling half-way through, but there is a little problem…You don’t have your keys with you, there must be in your bag at school, Uccelli promised you to bring them when she gets here, but now you’re stuck outside…

You need to come up with a plan…

What do you do?

>Ask the landlord for keys.
>Wait outside until someone comes, you can rest if you want.
>Write In.

>>1735469
>>Ask the landlord for keys.

>>1735469
>>Ask the landlord for keys.

>>1735469
>Landlord.

>>1735469
>>Wait outside until someone comes, you can rest if you want.

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Plan B you’ll get the keys from your landlord, you go to his apartment, it’s in the first floor of the building. You knock the door.

“Hello?” A stubby middle age man opens the door.

“I live in the 301, I forgot my keys, can you open the door for me?”

“You live with Ando?”

“I’m his son Johnny.”

“I see; name is Craig, nice to meet ya… Are you feeling okay? You look pale, son.”

“I’m okay; I just need a little bit of rest.”

“Heh, no need to act tough. C’mon, I’ll go with you.”

You get to your apartment; he opens the door for you.

“Tell your papa, poker nights are back at my place tomorrow.”

“He’s not coming back until Monday.”

“Then join for him, ha! Have a tiddy rest, son.”

“I… will?”

He leaves laughing really hard. You aren’t sure why. At least he was friendly, maybe you should take on his offer if you have the time. You quickly drop on your bed, time to relax and stop thinking about what just happened and how it will leave a permanent scar in your subconscious…

While dreaming, you find yourself in a dark place… You know where this is going, you’re in the bridge between worlds…

“Hello, human…” A distorted voice greets you. You wonder what type of entity you will deal with this time…

…

That’s all the time we have for this thread! See you next time and thanks for playing!

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Again thanks for playing everybody, I hope you had fun. Here is a pic of Uccelli I did when I was bored, if I don’t get lazy I’ll try to do one per thread.

If you want updates about the quest:

Twitter: https://twitter.com/QM91m
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We will return this Sunday (6th) in a brand new thread.

>>1735696
Thanks for running, pretty fun quest so far.

>>1735696
Thanks for running, bossman.

>Ms. Uccelli in short shorts.

UNF

>>1735696
Thanks for writing and drawing

>>1735696
Thanks for running.

Amelia best gril.

>>1735696
Thanks for running

>>1735696
>missed entire session
Fug, thanks for running dude.
Reminder that teachers are for learning, not for lewd.

>>1743629
What if you learn how to lewd from a teacher?

>>1744304
This anon is asking the real questions