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>>4518338
thank you anon, as he had said, I can't post images so here we are. Posting an update in a few minutes.

You and Gwinyr have done your part. Hopefully, It will make a difference. People like Lev are delusional living out in some kind of a bubble, it grinds your gear thinking about it. How could she? Why do you care so much about what she thinks? Urrgh, The flashy lights in the skies are making it hard for you to concentrate in anything. Gotta remember: Do not look at it directly like a dumbass.

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FENCING

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Strange, Kaz was absent today. After Moonlording like crazy, He could use a day off. Something popped in your mind while thinking about him...you don't know what to make of current state; did both his previous condition AND his 'Moonworld illness' vanish after that last visit? You better ask Maq about this.

Moving on, you were literally the only one around without his own practice rapier and suit. Nothing was wrong with the academy's stuff but without your own shit, everyone was talking about how poor you were. The gossip about your 'Contagious' tongue had made it worse.

"What is this??" You teacher lashed out the moment he saw you.

"What?"

"Are you blind? The Great Edzar only works with the best! Where did you get that disgusting outfit?"

"Uuuuh, I didn't have one soo..." sadly, you can't bring your actual rapier to the school.

"Oh, I see." He took a deep breath pointing at several nicks in your outfit "Fencing is all about elegance and class. If you can't afford it then you don't belong here. Ugh, you chose a bent rapier too?! Are you trying to test my patience?"

You just picked what was in front of you at the time. Big mistake.

>I thought fencing was all about skill.
>I am sorry, sir. I will go and change to something more fitting to this grandiose art [Find better outfit/rapier]
>I am here to learn not to prance for the high king.
> It is the academy's fault, not mine.
>Write in!

>>4518361
>Have a vivid fantasy of showing your bent Rapier through Edgar's ass. Rationalize it as Lust influence un your psyche.
>(With a glacial tone) I will go change into a more appropiate attire, sir. (Pick something that doesnt suck so much)

>>4518370
Just change the rapier though. Outfit is fine and we are burning daylight.

>>4518370
+1 but what >>4518376said about the rapier and time are true. Go with rapier switch

>>4518376
If he screams at us again, I think se can just tell him there is no bloody better outfit. Only thing we need is a sword that doesnt break

>>4518370
>>4518379
>>4518376

"Don't keep me waiting." he was so offended for no good reason. Whatever, you will find a better one. You went back for a better rapier, good job Johann, you are letting assholes humiliate you. Ah, this one should do. Actually, this rapier you got is almost brand new.

As you were heading back to the practice hall, your peripheral vision caught the glimpse of a stalking blur. Could this be Lust? You immediately yearned for your persona and the protection he provides but you simply couldn't summon him in the real world. The Veil between the two worlds are still strong, it won't allow it.

You were ambushed nonetheless. Six sharp legs pinning your down while the last two are keeping balance of your predator.

The Yellow widow.

Qansous was slightly bigger than you, she was too silent and nimble for you to react to her ambush. Her elfoid upper half felt like a menacing spire with eight piercing your very essence in a show of strength and dominance. Still, Her rather soft voice betrayed her monstrous nature and altitude "Are you lokhst little puppy? What are ykhou doing to do without your makhster?"

>Funny, I remember something about fencing etiquette...now what was it? Hmmm
>Kaz is sick.
>[Say nothing]
>He is not my 'master'
>So this is how you cheated , huh? Camouflage. That girl didn't stand a chance.
>What do you want?
>About those rumors about me...they are alllll true [Show her your tongue and spit on her]
>Write in!

>>4518392
*going to do
ah yes, Classic Snail TM strikes again

>>4518392
>Get ambushed by a weirdo, apparently
I dont think Johann has the capability of giving any shits at this stage

>>4518392
>>Funny, I remember something about fencing etiquette...now what was it? Hmmm

>>4518408

The Arachni clapped twice sarcastically "Good Puppy! Wakhnt a treat?"

Obviously, She didn't give a taur about the whole introduction after duel thing. The Yellow Widow is here to deliver a message, it was clear as daylight in her eyes and fangs " This little cukhte puppy does want to play with the great four. You can trkhy....but you will rekhgret it."

"Get to the point." Did she just call you cute?

" Pick somekhone else, puppy. You don't belong in the grekhat game." Aaah, now you remember. Kaz told you about picking a rival or something like that.

"What's wrong? Scared that I will kick your ass?" You fought back.

She could only laugh in response bearing the full length of her fangs the process " Silly puppy, I got plans but not for you...don't wkhant you to get in my way."

You never thought about this before but...when CPD got tidied up from top to bottom, there is a good chance that the elf prick who got you into this mess got the boot...so in theory, you wouldn't need to get involved in this rivalry between Kaz and her. You would save yourself a lot of headache and precious time by staying out of this. In doing so ,however, you might disappoint Kaz. It was part of your promise to him afterall.

What are you going to do?

>Stick with the original plan: acquire skill, beat her ass.
>Nope out of this great game. You will find someone else to rival

>>4518441
>Stick to the plan
We promised Kaz. Besides, I dont think the asshole elf that got us into this mess had a good enough position to get purged

>>4518441
>Stick with the original plan: acquire skill, beat her ass.

>>4518441
>>Stick with the original plan: acquire skill, beat her ass.

>>4518441
>Stick with the original plan: acquire skill, beat her ass.
Hopefully all our moonworlding will come through

>>4518441
>Stick with the original plan: acquire skill, beat her ass.

I will update once every day at best or every couple of days (most likely) due to IRL. Just so you know.
>>4518444
>>4518455
>>4518477
>>4518492
>>4518636

She only snickered in response as her skin began to change colours. The Arachni was practically invisible once more when she backed off leaving you to your thoughts. Little did she know about your involvement with literal crime bosses and actual embodiment of sins, you are not so easily intimidated.

You returned back to the practice hall crossing your fingers for the best. Edzar wasn't still pleased with what you had but he chose to go with it since a lot of time was wasted already.

Edzar started with traditional Cairthian basics. Nothing was special about them, it followed a defensive style which relies on fishing for ripostes and/pr any window of opportunity. Many fencing schools considered this style to be 'cheap' and 'poor'. The Low kings of Cairth - with the exception of the last one being too fat - were infamous of using this style in sparring matches and duels against other Low Kings. Edzar only built the foundations in today's class, he was alright but the others already knew about this...the only one learning here was you.

As the class was about to end, Everyone was to pick their rival, writing it down on a large white board. The great four usually don't bother picking one, they are kings (and queens) without any need to prove themselves. The shock on everyone's face when you defied the norm was priceless.

" Mr Edzar, It is very unprecedented for to me to have a rikhval. Can I have a qukhick duel with him?" The Yellow Widow politely asked. You still don't know how in the hell could she camouflage her specially tailored suit AND her helmet. They look normal to you.

The teacher simply nodded throwing you to the wolves, He must be aware of the current situation and yet he didn't object. If you said yes, she will wipe the floor with you in three seconds humiliating you further but if you said no, you are basically a coward, cementing your role here as her bitch. It is a lose-lose situation and she knows it.

> Duel here anyways, at least are gonna lose with dignity.
> If Kaz 'accidentally' bruised you to hell and back...Imagine what the yellow widow is capable of doing in seven seconds. You will turn to Yerth Cheese ...better say no.

>>4518993
> Duel here anyways, at least are gonna lose with dignity.
Johann isn’t a fucking bitch

>>4518993
>Duel here
Johann IS a bitch, but not her bitch. I only hope we manage to recoger enough to MW today

>>4518993
>> Duel here anyways, at least are gonna lose with dignity.

>>4518993
>Duel here anyways, at least are gonna lose with dignity.
Lets do this

>>4518993
oh my god
*Duel her, at least you are gonna

>>4519185
>>4519235
>>4519275
>>4519347

It was over the moment you grabbed your practice rapier; you couldn't do taur as she swooped in striking you thrice in quick succession. The Yellow Widow didn't even bother to use camouflage adding more insult to injury. You dropped your rapier in pain, did she struck a nerve or something? Your arm feels somehow heavy. The padding on your suit is supposed to absorb such hits, Why does it hurt so much?

Kaz would have handled this situation much better. Everyone is mocking you out loud INCLUDING your teacher. You never felt so much humiliated like that before.

---Socialize

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BREAK TIME

____________________________

You were literally and figuratively saved by the bell moments after. Part of you wanted to run as far as possible from the practice building. The speakers blasted your name suddenly, you were needed in the principal's office.

Ignoring the contagious gossip about you , you went straight to Mr.Yurvek's office. Only his Secretary was there " Sit down."

"Did I do something wrong?"

"Yes...and no. Here. The principal wanted me to give you this."

+ 0-E S.S.C

Well, It is a step forward. You still miss your 0-C social status card; your foster dad called in many favors to put you as high as possible on the social ladder. It was a precious gift , taken away by those six something assholes.

"There has been some rumor circulating the academy about your current health conditions. Is it really contagious?" She wasn't in the mood for jokes or anything similar.

"You mean my tongue? No,no,no...you know how it goes. I got it under control."

"Uh-huh." She was not buying it " Garsis academy can't allow any danger to our students' or our teachers' health. You are not allowed to come to the academy unless you are free of your condition."

>Are you seriously gonna put me on leave because of some baseless rumour?
>Alright, Alright..I will do it. I can't skip class for a full month
>I am too poor to seek medical treatment
>[Tell her the truth about the big pharma]
>I don't think you can take this decision.
>You are going to give me a month off? WOOHOO!

>>4520285
>[Tell her the truth about the big pharma]

We were basically guaranteed by the company that it was not contagious and Lev confirmed it. However, worst case scenario, we can just buy some chewing gum from Alute of the kind that changes the color of our tongue. Surely there must be one which combined with our white tongue allows us to pass as cured.

>>4520285
>[Tell her the truth about the big pharma]
I mean, the truth by the pharma company is that this is a completely unremarkable ailment from eating tv dinners so I think we'd pick this. I do fully think this is a trap option that will get us fucked over for no reason however

God damn it, which idiot thought it was a good idea to introduce us to a cooking class by making us seem like an ebola victim

>>4520317
It was a die roll cause there was only 2 votes at the time

>>4520291
Or we could get pink gum, and apply it over our mouth so we look like we have a regular tongue
>Tell her the truth about big pharma

>>4520285
>[Tell her the truth about the big pharma]

>>4520285
>[Tell her the truth about the big pharma]
Big oil and big pixie dust and big spider and big energy and other conspiracies when? Are corporations gonna be the final boss?

>>4520291
>>4520317
>>4520399
>>4520434

Her expression softened a bit for moment before returning to its original, rigid state " Words aren't enough. I will need some confirmation , in paper."

"How about a phone call?"

The secretary dismissed your suggestion in a snap "Phone calls won't fill my reports."

"Right." Why does she have to make it harder for you? You shouldn't have blabbered your mouth like that. back in the cooking class.Now you are stuck with a rather inconvenient dilemma; you could just wait for your next session in Wednesday skipping three days in the process OR you could just go to their HQ or whatever...the earlier the better.

What are you going to do?

>Wait until Wednesday, you *really* can't afford wasting any time. Both Lust AND ruin won't idly wait for your ass. Lives are at stake here.
>Go to Xzon-Zxon TODAY [Specify whether you will go after school or in evening ]
>Go to Xzon-Zxon at a later day [Specify date and time period]
>This pharma shit has gone too far, go to the infirmary and see if Miss Khakigg could treat you.

>>4520439
>Wait until Wednesday, you *really* can't afford wasting any time. Both Lust AND ruin won't idly wait for your ass. Lives are at stake here.

>>4520440
you will skip Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday at ecole, you okay with that anon?

>>4520439
>>Wait until Wednesday, you *really* can't afford wasting any time. Both Lust AND ruin won't idly wait for your ass. Lives are at stake here.
Damn it. We shouldn’t have wasted so much time

>>4520439
>Wait until Wednesday, you *really* can't afford wasting any time. Both Lust AND ruin won't idly wait for your ass. Lives are at stake here.
Down to the wire. Clearing half a persona dungeon in one day means we pick our battles and we micromanage resources. Hitting up Alute is a must

>>4520440
>>4520451
>>4520444

Skipping school for three days is a risky move to take but a necessary one. That means more time to Moonworld in the morning....alone. Maq still got to attend. You gotta keep up since you are barely studying anything in the first place. Don't let homework pile up on you.

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AFTER SCHOOL
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"So this is your teachy place, uppsta? Looks like a prison to me. Bet these walls had seen some kinky shite." Red was waiting for you outside, flipping a coin in a clichéd manner like one of those old timey gangsters.

"What are you doing here? Never been in an academy before?" He looked like a fish out of the water staring at passing students and teachers.

"Ages ago, bruv. I got me a better life with Boss lookin' over me shoulder. Catch." He tossed the coin at your direction but you weren't quick enough to catch it. The coin slipped between your fingers rolling straight to the storm drain instead.

>My bad [-1 Pon]
>[Try to hold yourself from laughing your ass off, that guy is a dropout. What a loser.]
>Enjoying the light show?
>What do you want?
>How is your stab wound?
>Don't tell me Miss Stag has another Job for us...

>>4520454
*weren't fast

>>4520454
>>How is your stab wound?

>>4520454
>How is your stab wound?

>>4520454
>let out a single tear over the lost pon
>>How is your stab wound?

>>4520465
>>4520470
>>4520474

"Mighty fine. I have been through worse, trust me on that one. Didn't kick the bucket that day thanks to you..."

"Can we...talk somewhere else?" Part of you was getting paranoid of more stupid girls spinning this friendly chat into something worse.

"That's what I am here for. See, ye save me arse . I'd be a Jenny on a woodstill if I don't pay yer kindness."

You didn't bother asking what did he mean by a 'woodstill' "What do you have in mind?"

" Fun in Gabiel, what else? Two bloody tickets to the Electric Alligator. We get to see two *feral* Arachni dukin it out."

"Isn't that the Kit gang turf or whatever? Are you sure this a good idea?"

"Mate, It is just a show. All the gangs cool it at the Korogarawas. Besides, ye need to tough yer spine a tad. It will be fun , Twin knot!"

Now that is a word you haven't heard for a long time. It means a promise...speaking of which, you kinda promised Maq to Moonworld with her today. Going to Gabiel for the first time is very tempting. Hmmmm....

"Does It have to be today?"

"Aye, can't refund yer 700 pon ticket. I can't take a pon out of the Korogarawas, no refunds. Greedy lots."

>What *is* a feral Arachni anyways?
>Hell yeah, brother! [COMMIT]
>Is this even legal?
>No way, I am not gonna watch some blood sports.
>Sorry Red ,but I really gotta go.
>Write in!

>>4520493
>Hell yeah, brother! [COMMIT]

>>4520493
Why do you torture us this way snail. First you offer pire suffering, then you give us the option to betray our principles for feral arachni cage matches.

>After this shit of a day I wouldn´t want anything else than to watch Arachni beating eachother bloody. But I already have plans that I cannot cancel.

Hey snail, I know we said the thing about waiting for Wednesday, but can´t we try go to the company HQ tomorrow morning?

>>4520506
Adding to this:
>Could we try anything along the same lines during Satha week? I would buy my own ticket.

Also, couldn´t we just email RIGHT NOW and ask for a write-up about the disease for school? Like, the secretary seems quite empathic about our situation. We just need something she can calm parents with.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>4520497
>>4520506

>>4520506
WAIT I’ll switch to this +1

>>4520497
>>4520506

"Ohhh, you gonna love this! Let's go!"

_______________________________

Gabiel district has nothing like the old crumbling Koris, it had post-revolutionary modern elven architecture trying its best to deviate from traditionalism. The result is a lot of semi 'quirky' buildings. No skyscraper in sight though...these belong to the richer districts. The streets were a lot cleaner and people seemed to be more relaxed than in Koris. Strange.

You did call Maq while Red was busy flirting with two elven girls in the bus. Needless to say, she was pissed as hell. You spent a good while trying to explain to there that You couldn't let him throw 700 pons on the ground like that. Hooo boy, It is gonna be a bumpy ride when you return to the dorm.

"Aaaanyways, here's the lad me was talking about, saving yours truly." He gave you a quick nudge, throttling you into an unexpected conversation with them.

" Ohann, huh? What a weird name. Eleven name sucks...always ending with eth or el or whatever. I " The black haired one, clearly younger than yon, sighed deeply.

" Didn't I see you on T.V? Did you really get into a knife fight with five patchskins? I wish our boys were so ... bad like you~" The brunette bit her lips unknowingly. You saw Red giving you a wink, just what did he say?

++ Socialize

>It is Johann with a J.
>Pffft, what? None of that taur happened, He got stabbed and I just took care of him until we got help.
> [Go with the flow and don't blush.]
> They are called Orcs , knife ears.
> Five? They were seven!

>>4521617
> [Go with the flow and don't blush.]

>>4521617
> [Go with the flow and don't blush.]
Social points boys

>>4521617
Also, not sure if this fits Gabiel, but there it is

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FRivqBxbHRs

>>4521619
>>4521620

You don't like lying but if the situation demands it, you will twist the truth a little. You kept your composure high as you went along with Red's blatant lies. The trick here was to stay between what was excitedly plausible and what was statistically impossible. It is a thin line to walk on but you mangedjust fine. The girls almost missed their stop thanks to you.

+++ Socialize

" Yer welcome." Your tattooed friend gave you a devilish smirk " The softer sex is painfully gullible. Just a few words and they were fawnin' over a skinny bone."

"What?" That is the second time someone commented on your physique.

" True, that. A lil wind and y'll snap in half."

"Whatever." You don't want to admit he is right " Where is this Electric Alligator anyways?"

Red simply pointed at a large building several blocks away...an alligator shaped .. Casino? tails and all. It had several neon branches coming out from its back (rooftops), doesn't look like much now in daylight. This is another story when it is nighttime.

>Red, are we going into a Casino?? I thought it was a night club or something.
>Are you SURE we were not going to do something illegal there?
>What did you mean when you said 'feral' again?
>Wow, they are not hiding it. Is the CPD okay with this?
>Nah-uh, I am Leaving [Select somewhere else to go!]
>Write in!

>>4521646
>Wow, they are not hiding it. Is the CPD okay with this?
>Nevermind that. They are probably bribed to hell and back.

>>4521650
"The Korogarawas are great negotiators, them bald bastards got ties everywhere.."

"Bald?"

"You will see."

____________________________

New Location discovered: Electric Alligator!

The first thing you noticed when you stepped out of the bus was a LOT of shiny heads. Elves in general love their long flaxen hair ...to see both guys AND girls going full bald mode is just absurd. This can't be a Kit thing either. The eastern city states have crazy haircuts as well. The Korogarawas had tons of piercings and jewelry instead. Is this their way of compensating or something? They do have long ass eyebrows though, feels kinda weird.

Since this was a family business, they had zero outsiders working with them. The main entrance was full of these kits busy with a train of customers going in and out. it was slightly confusing to focus with all of these alligator teeth shining above your head.

" Kadari-washimasta deku-ne?" A meat slab of an elf stopped you from entering; Red might pass but you looked underage. Your friend briefly flashed his tickets before saying " O-banii, Whitu Staqqi cotamtashi senkku, Korogarawa-Lan."

The elf pointed at a small enclosed area near the reception , instructing you two to wait there. It had one of those cool switchable glass panel and a set of black leathery chairs plus several alligator paintings under subtle blue lights.

"Aaaah~" Red sank into his chair. You can't blame him, it is pretty damn comfortable. Beats sitting in that tiny ass torture chair Vartel had.

>Never knew you could speak Kit so fluently.
>Now what?
>[wait in silence]
>What did you tell him?
>Why didn't he speak normal? That is bad for business
>Write in!

>>4521703
>>Never knew you could speak Kit so fluently.
Ha, weeb

>>4521719
+1

>>4521719
>>4521774

"Ssssh! Not too loud, they hate that word." He gave you a fair warning "Part of the trade, 'Ohann. Ye would be amazed at what Boss has forced me to learn."

"Not bad." didn't expect that from a dropout honestly.It wasn't long until someone came to the room. She had several masks with her as well "What's this?"

"For your own privacy and anonymity , The Electric Alligators offers you our certified, account-linked masks. Please choose one." She did her best to hide her heavy accent.

"Account? Uuuuh, Red?"

"No worries, mate. I took care of that." Red already had one, He didn't have to choose any new mask. He might be a regular here which worries you a little.

The first one was Kiskuronke-onna or the charred scissored lady. It looked absolutely silly; three heads stacked on each other? Pffft! Must be some urban legend or something. The mask itself is a bit bulky and long to accommodate all of the three well-detailed heads.

The second one was even creepier than the spooky lady, Coybaka itzu or the man of worms it was called. Dozens of plastic worms oozing of its cheeks wiggled at the slightest movement. It had no lower lip or chin...must be part of the design.

The third one was hauntingly similar to Mouten when you first met her. Yorikosomo Askina or the Demoness from beyond was almost a skeletal face with several metal plates haphazardly welded on top of each other in its lower half. There was no feminine features in this mask other than its name.

Which one are you going to pick?

> Yorikosomo Askina
> Coybaka itzu
> Kiskuronke-onna
> None! You are outta here!
> Ask for more masks?

>>4522386
>Coybaka itzu

>>4522446
The moment you touched this freaky mask, your empyreal eye reacted violently to it.

+ Mask of Worms [Accessory]
You can no longer experience death upon wearing this mask . Embrace your infested immortality.

It looks like a regular mask to you. Maybe if you wore it in the Moonworld, you will unlock its otherworldly secrets.

" Enjoy your stay." The Bald elf pressed a button behind of one the alligator paintings, revealing a secret door similar to the one in the academy. Her jewelry rattled when she bowed before closing it behind you.

It was pitch black in there for a couple of seconds until neon lights sprang to life in this mesmerizing swirly corridor. The lights kept shifting around various eastern styled artworks of monsters? demons? It was hard to say. You had this feeling that Red was dragging you into deep Taur. A part of you was really questioning this guy's intent. This whole place had wrong written all over it.

You stopped for a second; your brain was trying to reconsider your options. You looked at Red who was wearing a five horns chicken mask or something , finally spilling it out "W-wait..."

"Something wrong, Bruv? We are almost there " He point towards a large cushioned double door with several surveillance cameras surrounding it.

>[Follow your mind and chicken out. You will never be part of this 'life']
>Nah,nah, I..I am good.
> I need you to tell me just one thing: are we going to do and/or participate in something illegal ?
>Write in!

>>4522492
>Nah,nah, I..I am good.

No scared at all, no sireee

Nice world of horror reference right there snail

>>4522493
:D

>>4522492
>Nah,nah, I..I am good.

>>4522493
Adding to this:
>Would you mind ask the organizers about the origin or meaning of that "Kiskuronke-onna" mask? I remember seeing it somewhere but I can´t recall

>>4522492
>>Nah,nah, I..I am good.

>>4522493
>>4522509

"There is a thing called internet, Have ye heard bout it? " Red shrugged it off before heading to the door. The cameras had several scanning devices attached to them. If you had to guess, they are IDing the mask and checking if he is packing. You followed his steps right after, why everything is automated ? shouldn't there be more security especially in a place like this?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5ABJq-iOizg

A whole new world was waiting for you underground. Red gloomy lights, throbbing beats, bubbling drinks passed by masked women in really skimpy clothes and much, much more.It was miniature adult night club, nah, nah...no place for dancing or whatever. This is a lounge, a very naughty one. The main event is probably a floor below that one. Yep , the far side of the lounge had two elevators and a set of stairs. All of them had beefy bald elves on the watch, above them was a large digital counter. thirty nine minutes left to start taking seats and nine for the showdown.

"Goin' to the pisser. Be right back." Red simply vanished between the masked crowd without a warning. You felt the walls closing on you with each puzzling looks you earn. Of course you stuck out like a sore thumb.

You swore you saw several tongue licking their respective lips. A predatory aura radiated from each and everyone around here, your mind kept telling you that. Should you call Miss Yuni? The White Stag? Stop panicking! Gotta burn those minutes somehow. Think, Johann, Think!

>Duh, Go to the bathroom too!
>Go to the...Bar?
>Wait idly by the elevator. At least you are sticking out next to security.
>Sit on an empty couch, hope no one swoop in.
> BAIL OUT
>Starting flirting with the working girls here [Socialize 7]
>Start mingling with the masked circles [Socialize 5]
>Eavesdrop on some conversations here like a weirdo [ Skill 4]

>>4522840
>Go to the...Bar?

>>4522859
Sure. Let's have a look at the consumables

>>4522840
>>Go to the...Bar?

>Starting flirting with the working girls here [Socialize 7]

>>4522840
>Go to the...Bar?
lol u tk him 2 da bar? XD

>>4522840
>Go to the...Bar?
We need that liquid courage to hit up “da hunies.”

>>4522859
>>4522865
>>4522870
>>4523122
>>4523170
>>4523277
>>4522859
>>4522865

There were several vacant stools for you to choose from. Problem was the guy/girl next toyou was dubious at best, you declined several suspicious invitations just for that reason. Eventually, you found one next to a sobbing drunken woman with a small mound of empty glass shots in front of her. Perfect.

The man on the counter is a -surprise,surprise- bald elf with tons of piercings and jewelry. They were starting to look all the same to you...this can't be racist, right? The elf pointed a small scanner at your forehead or rather at the mask. It flashed red twice "Something wrong?"

"New here, Tinchii? Your account has zero credits. We don't deal with pons." His voice was rather loud , maybe because of the constant beats if you have to guess.

"Where do I exchange my pons into credits?" The answer was on your left , a small transaction window offering both normal cash and credit card exchange. You remained glued to your seat when you read the sign above the transaction window. The first exchange must be at least 10k pons? WHAT?! You can't imagine how expensive everything is around here.

"I just wanted a drink..." You sighed. Why are you here in the first place? They only serve alcoholic beverages here anyways. Unless....

>Pssst, Can you put my drink on her tab? Just a tiny shot of uuuh uuuh...what she was having. Yeah,yeah [Socialize 1]
>[Wait for Red to come back. Surely he will pay for your broken ass]
>Can I have a cup of water or you are going to charge me that too?
>[You know this is stupid but seeing a woman crying like that isn't right. Maybe she needs someone to listen to her problems] [Sympathize 2]
>[Sit here and wait for Red to empty his bladder ]

>>4523734
>>[You know this is stupid but seeing a woman crying like that isn't right. Maybe she needs someone to listen to her problems] [Sympathize 2]

Gives us something to do while Red’s gone.

>>4523937
+1

>>4523937
Sure why not. Beats underage drinking I guess.

>>4523734
>>[You know this is stupid but seeing a woman crying like that isn't right. Maybe she needs someone to listen to her problems] [Sympathize 2]
Symp mode activated

>>4523937
>>4524063
>>4524105
>>4524183

" Hey, Are you alright? Wanna talk to someone?" The woman stopped sobbing for a second , turning her one eyed white mask to you.

< Leave me..csnnenmaiesmbbttt...I haaatttee you....mfvonrfd> She started blurting in elven. All the masks had a mouth slot which opened and closed automatically during eating/drinking. Her mask was kinda wet from her tears but also the drink dripping from her mouth.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=65uaPkkWTVk

The gloomy red lights had shifted into dark yellow , same with the music. You felt like you were right back in Lust's Labyrinth with all of these moans with the beats. The elf next to you slammed hard on the table leaving a small dent on the counter. She almost turned that mound of glass into a shattered mess. The guy over the counter saved the glass shots just in time as she left abruptly. So much for talking to her.

Just a few seconds later, a rather busty dryad in high heels snatched the elf's seat. Due the rosy thorns growing from her head, She wore a special kind of mask/half mask?. The tentacles sprouting from the mask's nose and head formed a curtain in front of her painfully red lips. No signs of bark what so ever, just soft greenish skin.

" Hi, I am Cadense . Are you...alone?"

"I-erm-gah,Red, you see-" You were sweating bullets and acting like a retard simultaneously.

"Red? I like it. Are you blushing under your mask? Haven't been with a *real* woman before?" Her uninvited hands were drumming on your knee, almost teasing you.

" Yes, I-i mean. No-nononno." Your legs were rooted in their place. You were frozen, petrified.

"Oh, I know what you want. Some...good time." As her hand was slithering up to your frigid thigh, Red showed up. He quickly understood what was going on. Your tattooed friend verbally charged to defend you from stranger danger.

"Leave me boy alone, Hag." He stepped between you two.

"Excuse me?!" She was taken aback.

"Ye heard me. Me and the lad are gonna have us a good time. Slag the fook away , ye n yer ugly fake milkers!"

Insulted and Outwitted, the dryad muttered something about you two being gay before leaving " I leave ye for five tickers and she was about to gobble ye up!"

>Thanks for ruining it, Asshole.
>That was close! Thanks ,Red.
>What took you so long??
>Fake? For real?
>Write in!

>>4523734
>>[You know this is stupid but seeing a woman crying like that isn't right. Maybe she needs someone to listen to her problems] [Sympathize 2]

>>4524373
>Fake? For real?

>>4524373
>That was close! Thanks ,Red.

>>4524373
>Gobble me up? What do you mean by that?

Rolled 3 (1d3)

>>4524377
>>4524397
>>4524424

>>4524377
>>4524397
>>4524424
" Do I have to say it loud? Your prick, Mate."

"O-oh, right." You quickly changed the subject "You are a regular here?"

"Course I am! Boyo, How did ye think I got you here?" Well, that made a lot of sense. They wouldn't just let anyone watch their blood sports.

" Isn't 700 pons a bit cheap for somewhere like this?"

"Got it all covered, trust me." He gave you a reassuring wink. You spent the next several minutes talking about this place. Apparently, It is called Uzima-Tarigawton or the Soothborn Blood. It didn't make a lick of sense to you until he began to explain it further.

The elves (and by association humansand few arachni) of Kitiinaaga are not your usual moon/ancestor/star worshipers. They worship the Tariika or simply the lifeforce of all creatures which materializes in blood. The result? A battle-orientated culture which emphasizes honour and tradition above all else. Add to this mix giant fauna and you got yourself a near invulnerable and isolated region.

It took 19 campaigns spanning centuries and a lineage of high kings (one actually was so pissed at this crap that he spend seven months getting there only to get swallowed alive by a giant lizard) to finally break Kitiinaaga . They finally lost because they cling to their traditions so tightly refusing to drop their katana and giant beasts in favor of muskets and cannons. Even when they were on their knees, Any anointed Low King wouldn't last a single day. Literally. It was just one assassination after another. A lot of careful diplomatic meddling, subterfuge and expunging tradition had turned Kitiinaaga into its new emaciated state.

This pitiful state came to an end in the last century; a cultural bomb imploded within the region spreading like wild fire throughout the newly born city states. It was a perfect opportunity in a highly volatile era. In the most ironic of twists, this subtly weaponized culture has given some breathing space for Kitiinaaga to grow once more as well as it is original long dead culture.

Back to the main point, The Korogarawas might seem to be a bunch of morally degenerate assholes trying to make some profit in Cairth but they still adhere to the way of Tariika. It makes them honourable if this makes any sense. This had earned them respect from all of the other gangs here. All the blood spilled here is supposed to 'purify' the angered soul(s) for their next reincarnations. No one said anything about not profiting from this cleansing. You were surprised to learn of this but a good chunk of pons gained here goes for charity as part of their religious doctrine. This isn't some money laundering scheme or bribing or whatever. Wow.

+++ Study

>And I thought they were all about cute Kit girls and weird fetishes
>Tell me more about these guys
>You are such a Kitiineer, holy shit
>I need a drink after hearing all of this.
>[feign intrest]
>That doesn't explain why they are bald though
>Write in!

>>4524560
>Tell me more about these guys
What the fuck, this is too fucking interesting, give me more lore.

>>4524560
>>And I thought they were all about cute Kit girls and weird fetishes

>>4524560
>Tell me more about these guys
This is genuinely interesting

>>4524560
>>Tell me more about these guys

>>4524561
>>4524565
>>4524569

Unfortunately for you, the counter above the elevator started to beep wildly. Everyone was on their feet ready to head to their respective seats. Red couldn't summarize the history of a whole nation in one short sitting. Reading books could help you to learn more about them instead. The school library or the one in Sanada must have what you want. Only 10 persons were allowed per elevator ride. You and Red took the stairs ; it was faster this way.

You are not gonna lie, You came her expecting a dinky place full of shit and piss ala your typical fighting club. This was beyond anything you have seen in movies; a legit mini-stadium (Colosseum?) designed with traditional Kit style in mind. The hallmark of the Soothborn Blood is its arena; a large hexagonal dome with seven layers of thick reinforced glass for that extra protection. Several giant screens surrounded the dome from above for more coverage as well. The arena itself had three large closed corridors attached to it(east, west and from the ceiling) , this is where they bring the entertainment.

Moving on, there was an ungodly amount of ushers. It was almost as if each spectator had his/her very own usher. When it was your turn, Red's grin grew more and more when the usher was guiding you to your seats.

Oh yeah, there is none.

Four seats in what you assumed to be third class had turned into a half messy goop, The usher her was in disbelief, checking the tickets several times.

" Korogarawas-Lan, Washimartu Meshdani so-kuonhii! Utengaki!" Red unleash a torrent of fury on the girl.

"S-somee d-danah!" She bowed several times before leaving you briefly, the elf returned with a new set of tickets bowing once more. The woman took you down closer to the arena. Are those 1st class seats? They sure look a whole lot nicer " Some Danah, Korogarawa sayo-mara. Fursti Klassi Saati takenyash?"

"Gehon." Red replied tapping on her shoulder thrice. She was happy with that resolution.

"Hoho-yeah. First class, lads and lassies!" Red stretched his arms. You got a special soundproof room with only six other seats around, each one had a small screen attached to it. There had to be a VIP class somewhere around here but as far as you can tell, this is the best spot in the arena.

>What had just happened?
>Alright! [Pick a seat]
> Was all of this part of your plan?
> Is it safe to sit so close to the arena?
>Write in!

>>4524625
>Ok, I will admit It. That was impressive.

>>4524625
>Ok, I will admit It. That was impressive.

>>4524627
+1

>>4524627
>>4524683
>>4524687

" Oy Mate, don't give me all the credit. Lil Mirsu 'forgot' to update the seats after that unfortunate accident a few days ago. No one died but it was a wee bit closer to a A disaster that night." You had zero idea about what he was talking about.

It wasn't long before all the remaining six seats were filled with bloodlust-driven spectators. You couldn't hear the crowd outside of this room but it seems everyone was holding their breath when some guy in a weird white and red ceremonial robe had entered the arena from the ceiling via a special elevator, it was more of a heavily decorated metal box than an actual elevator really. He looks like a priest especially with his funny totem-like headdress. The man held a wooden staff with four bells attached to it, he kept chanting in Kit as he roamed around striking the blood soaked arena once every seven steps. He reminded you of Paloa somehow.

When this bizarre ritual was over, the priest had left the scene quietly, the lights were out. The suspense was bubbling up when the thundering sound of drums came out of nowhere. Several Spotlights were turned on, they snaked their way to the top of dome where the announcer of the arena was patiently waiting on a platform. He had two golden tusks coming out of his black mask as well as a long snake-like tongue and two bulging blue eyes.

" Ladies and gentlemen!" He man bellowed from above " The moment you are waiting for had come! We bring savage blood from the deep underground but first! A Judgement, A trial . DEATH or MERCY awaits our sinner: Hanimoto Katsuo.

"Aww shite!" Red was at the edge of his seat much like the now-rowdy crowd. You were getting uneasy, just what the hell are these guys gonna do?

The ceiling elevator brought three masked elves: The burly guys and a petit girl, chained up and dragged like some kind of animal. She offered no resistance, it was almost as if she was accepting her fate, whatever it may be. Did they drug her?

The two guys started to unchain her as the announcer continued " Hanimoto Katsuo was part of the family. She betrayed our trust when she attempted to take the life of one you, honourable guests breaking the immortal code of Tariika. Do you have anything to say for this sacrilege?"

"..." She lacked the strength to even raise her head to reply to her executioner, her near limp body was one with the floor.

" The lass lucked out," Red whispered " Hostin' guests is a big thing in their home. To have someone killed or injured in yer household is a catastrophe. She's gettin' an honourable death...most likely."

>Honorable??? This is crazy! [Call the CPD]
>This is retarded. We aren't living under feudalism last time I checked.
>[Remain silent]
>This is sick. I-i can't watch this [Leave]
>But...she didn't kill anyone. Do they really have to kill her?
>I have to stop this!

>>4525605
Honestly, I don´t know what to do. Should we just leave? I doubt we have the ability to help her. Throw her somethign to defend herself with, maybe?

>>4525615
there are seven layers of reinforced glass between your room and the dome.

>>4525605
I frankly don´t know what to choose. I really want to see this as a player, but I doubt Johann wants too. Gonna go with:

>This is sick. I-i can't watch this [Leave]

I could see Johann staying otr trying to vainly to stop it. And this feels like evading the problem instead of confronting it. What do other anons think?

>>4525605
*the man bellowed

>>4525605
>[Remain silent]
We can’t do anything to help her and it probably isn’t a good idea to just leave, Johann’s gonna be dealing with the scum of society a lot in this quest best to see how they do things in the underground

>>4525605
>>This is sick. I-i can't watch this [Leave]

>>4525605
>>[Remain silent]
Can’t do anything to stop it.

>>4525605
>[Remain silent]
>[Grit teeth]
>[Persona reacts from within like in Persona 2]

>>4525750
>>4526060
>>4526124
>>4526242
>>4525631

Fucking hell. Every fiber of your body didn't want to take part of this madness but your sank deeper in your seat, almost claimed by it. Was it morbid curiosity? Or were you trying to subconsciously steel yourself for the grim future ahead by watching barbaric executions? It didn't matter, you are going to see it through for better or for worse.

The screen next to your seat had flickered to life as the announcer continued his bombastic speech " Will her blood return to the great cycle or Will her transgressions be forgiven? Your eternal wisdom shall decide her fate."

A...voting system? At least She might stand a chance this way. Each Class had a different weight according to your screen. It went something like this:

3rd Class= 1 Point
2nd Class= 5 Points
1st Class= 10 Points
VIP Class= 20 points*

VIP Class could cough more pons to double their points. The 3rd class were the first to vote...
1/?

>>4525750
>>4526060
>>4526124
>>4526242
>>4525631

This is looking *bad*, nearly all of them voted the wicked option just for their twisted amusement. There is still hope, all is not lost just yet; the second class was more merciful. Only the first class and the VIP are left to vote.

You did the right thing obviously, Red did the same. Such a simple decision had elevated him in your eyes. Others around you had other malicious plans for the girl.

<I fucccccking hatee human... parasitesnuvknorfv, parasite?can't seeinmvuneed> A hiccup soon followed this sludge of words. You looked behind you, The sobbing elf said those words while gulping down a bottle of expensive wine. How didn't you notice her until now?

Just a few seconds late,she accidentally crushed the bottle with her right hand in a drunken haze . Not a single drop of blood had trickled from her glove. The elf was perfectly fine with shards of glass sticking out of her hand. How is this even possible?

Any glimmer of hope was lost when the VIP class had sealed her fate. None of them bothered to spend pons to rig the votes. Death is something so normal and mundane in their eyes. It matters little to them.


The drums grew louder , each throb is signifying the inevitable end. There is nothing you could do but to watch. The Lump in your throat twists and churns, your beating heart is louder than all the drums in the world combined. It wants to shatter the chains of injustice and yet it remains helpless and powerless here in a world driven mad by sin.

It burns, the desire to right what is wrong. To be the spear of justice piercing the heart of all which is evil...justice...Is it though? Such a valorous concept...is it warped inside your head? You keep telling yourself: She is innocent, you MUST protect her.you MUST save her. It is your sole duty but... do you know anything of her or her true intent? The elf attempted murder and failed. This little show, This IS justice in this rawest form. Crime and punishment, no muddling bureaucratic affairs between them, no sense of clouded compassion to twist your judgement. Her untimely death is EVERYTHING you stand for. Justice is blind. Justice is ALL.

Is it? Is it?

Your heart is in conflict. For the first time, Your empyreal eye was radiating with pain; you were almost getting torn from inside just because of a simple question:

What *is* Justice?

>Justice is swift, ruthless, uncanny. Justice is order, perfection, THE LAW. Justice is unchanged. Justice is ALL.
>Justice is reason, the great balance, merciful. Justice is intangible, flawed, THE CHAOS . Justice is everchanging. Justice is NONE
>Justice is two-faced, a coin, a happy mistake. Justice is controlling, just is, THE WAY. Justice is interchangeable. Justice is BOTH.

>>4527149
I have a doubt regarding the second choice. It says justice is reason, merciful and flawed. Could be ellaborate on this? I don´t see how the concepts relate. Does it reject the notion that justice is possible?
Regarding the third choice, I am also confuse. Is this saying Justice is a happy accident, a social construct? I kinda get this is supposed to be a synthesis of both parts (justice is BOTH, the WAY) but it kinda comes out as something without any other meaning than existing for the sake of itself.

>>4527149
>The elf hates humans
>Glass have impaled her hadn and she does not feel it
>Only speaks in Elven

Is she our Elven Poetry teacher?

>>4527149
>Justice is two-faced, a coin, a happy mistake. Justice is controlling, just is, THE WAY. Justice is interchangeable. Justice is BOTH.

>>4527149
>>Justice is two-faced, a coin, a happy mistake. Justice is controlling, just is, THE WAY. Justice is interchangeable. Justice is BOTH.

>>4527149
>Justice is reason, the great balance, merciful. Justice is intangible, flawed, THE CHAOS . Justice is everchanging. Justice is NONE

Most of the times I would have chosen the third choice. But I don´t think it fits. It calls justice something meaningless and controlling. While Johann has been through enough to justify this way of seeing life, we have also seen examples of the contrary. Miss Yuni, Cidgeth and presumabley the principal when he was younger are examples of this brand of justice.

If we were to think justice as meaningless and just something that happens, we wouldn´t have gone to Sanada to get Gwynr her interview. We wouldn´t have acted against the orc in the bus. Justice is flawed and hard to grasp, but there is another way other than just giving up. We voted mercy for a reason, after all. If, instead of the audience, the decision to spare the girl was only in our shoulders, would we flipped a coin to decide her fate? I think not.

tl;dr: don´t just go for the neutral option for funsies

>>4527253
You make a good point. Changing to this

>>4527208
More on this is that justice should be dictated by just [ORDER](RiF) or just [CHAOS](SB) from the [NEUTRAL] perspective I see it as a best of both worlds.

Order especially under RiF would mostly lead to an efficient tyranny at best or nazi germany at worst because in order the laws are rigid, too rigid really, especially with it being “unchanged” which will not allow laws to update with the flow of time.

In chaos justice is too fluid and not at all rigid leading to frontier justice, which is rarely a good thing. To say justice does not exist or it is up to the person to decide is not a good idea. I mean if the person is morally right like Johann then their form of justice will be a good thing butwhat about Lust wouldn’t they also decide what they are doing is morally right even if Johann thinks it’s wrong? And in chaos who’s to say lust isn’t morally right? Side note I’m pretty sure Shapeless baroness is NOT a person Johann should trust.

In neutral the two-faced coin that is justice is rigid but also fluid. Neutral means that justice isn’t something that can just be decided by the person and made up on a whim but also not something totally controlling like in order. It’s interchangeable it’s not something physical but it just IS. It’s the happy medium between order and chaos that allows society to prosper free of currupt masters like the elven government or RiF and their order, but it also prevents the unruly gangs and thugs in Sanda from deciding their own justice under SB. The way I see it neutral is for people like Johann who want a world where there is some form of justice but not one that controls and oppresses the people under it.

>>4527149
>Justice is two-faced, a coin, a happy mistake. Justice is controlling, just is, THE WAY. Justice is interchangeable. Justice is BOTH.

>>4527149
>>Justice is two-faced, a coin, a happy mistake. Justice is controlling, just is, THE WAY. Justice is interchangeable. Justice is BOTH.

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>>4527373
Yeah, I admit the LAW option is stupid, specially taking into account what our boy Johann has lived through. Still, I find the vision of justice from CHAOS more compelling. It focusses on reason, mercy and change, which are things Cairth dearly needs.

I don´t see the CHAOS option as going along with whatever the Shapeless Baroness things its right for the world, which I assume is basically "everyone for themselves". But I believe that the image of justice put forward here is way more agreeable to what Johann has been through. The middle path is not always the best one to take and a cynical and too pragmatic outlook at justice will eventually devalue the idea of justice itself.

Besides, taking the neutral path seems like a no answer. To say justice is only a WAY is to say anything at all. A way to what? A better society? Or just a barely functional one? Because that limp-dick thinking is what made the cities adopt the SSC system, as a way to keep control and a excuse to made as little changes as possible while still keeping the facade of the change the revolution was supposed to bring.

>>4527149
>Justice is reason, the great balance, merciful. Justice is intangible, flawed, THE CHAOS . Justice is everchanging. Justice is NONE
The other anon convinced me

Also keep in mind snail says it right there in narration: we have no idea who she tried to take out, how, and why. Only that she tried to attempt murder on somebody and failed.

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>4527208
>>4527253

Changing answer back to this to ruin tiebreaker
>Justice is two-faced, a coin, a happy mistake. Justice is controlling, just is, THE WAY. Justice is interchangeable. Justice is BOTH.

>>4527208
>>4527253
>>4527446
>>4527589
>>4528082

This newfound pain has ceased to exist once you have defined your own version of justice. It...well, It can't truly exist. Not to say it is fully absent. This alien concept is in constant state of change, It has no solid form so much so that it contradicts itself. Case in point: The elf girl in the middle of the arena. Justice has been reduced to a simple game. A gamble for the masses...how different is this trial from any lawsuit? Another theater, another set of actors. Both lawyers toying with the emotions of the judge and the jury. It is all the same whenever you look, so twisted and baseless.

There is a certain beauty in this chaotic form of justice, being a manifest of whirling emotions. It is an unshackled force. A case by case act of judgement beats the conformity of stone words under stone wall. It is free, always in a constant state of change. Is this a good thing? Probably not but it is the lesser of two evils.

With a new perspective, this scene was reborn in your eyes once more. Your sympathy for the girl was waning. Did she deserve to die ? You can't tell...did she deserve to be punished for her crime? Yes, Oh yes.

The other alternative is as corrupt as this public execution, a lengthy procedure ...words upons word, bribes, lies and possibly more deaths. You can't blame the Kits for self-governing their internal affairs. After all, the elves in charge forget about what brought them to power in the first place.

Anarchy.

Soon enough, the girl was by herself in the arena, barely aware of the gleaming eyes above witnessing her demise. The announcer screamed from the top of his lung " From the untamed underground, we bring you the reaper in eight legs! It doesnt speak, only growls and snarl and bite! Give it up forrrrrrrrrrr BASILISK !!!!"

The right double metal door had revealed a literal beast. This Arachni had hardly new elfoid features under her brown fur covering most of her body. You had a feeling this feral Arachni would be a she; more ferocious and bigger than the average male.

Basilisk was technically naked , With maws like these, she would easily bite off the head of anyone stupid enough to give it a try. She did have a collar around her neck, one which was nearly choking the life out of . The Arachni body was massive, tripling that of your nurse. She bore many visible scars. What really gave her an advantage was her oscillating set of eyes; each saucer-like orb had thousands of fluorescent colours flashing for a fraction of a second. At best, it was slightly dazzling. At worst, It was absolutely mesmerizing.

" Ah feck, Boss is calling." Red had to momentarily leave. Unlike you, Red had a lot of points in his account. Should you put them into good use? they might pull some taur shit in the middle of the figh- wait a second...where are the girl's executioners? they are just leaving her on the floor like that.

Oh no.

Oh no.

1/2?

>>4528497

The creature lunged forward, exposing a new array of long fangs ready to suck the elf dry. Each one of her eight legs were racing each other for the ultimate prize.

"Not so fast!" With a press of a button, The announcer delivered a surge of electricity from that collar. It collapsed in to flash, withering in pain while thrashing about. The crowd was however pleased with this revolting stunt.

"Watch out for this one, don't let her give you a hand. Give it up forrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr MIRAGE!!!!"

"Khaxxa! Khrntrtven Khemcxad Kh-Kherc!!" Mirage could talk in her tribal language at the very least. Unlike the starving beast on the side, This Arachni seemed to be enjoying the roars of the crowd around. She might not fully understand the situation she is currently in, a modern slave-gladiator.

The Arachni was much smaller than Basilisk. No fur, just black, yellow and white skin...or is this a body paint? Hard to tell, She did have the decency to cover herself up. From the first glance, she looked like your average spider folk if it weren't for one thing.

A folded set of arms all over her body,each set had its own little burrow inside her flesh. All of them sprang at once revealing a creature of nightmares. Some arms were mere growing stubs, others were so spindly and lanky with sharp nails ready to tear flesh and bone alike. She chose not to be greedy and reclaim all of that sweet, sweet blood for herself. Basilisk tried and failed miserably. Mirage had a similar collar to her starving opponent. She is smart enough to avoid such a blatant trap.

Another wicked choice was displayed on screen. Who shall drink the blood of the guilty?

>Mirage
>Basilisk
>None. don't vote

>>4528530
>Mirage
Fuck not voting on the principle of morality lets bet on which slave gladiator will win

>>4528530
>None. don't vote

>>4528530
>None. don't vote
We should have bounced when we had the chance. Now MC is gonna have some not-so-fun memories.

>>4528530
>>None. don't vote

>>4528616
Character development and life experiences

>>4528530
>None. don't vote

>>4528563
>>4528576
>>4528616
>>4528661
>>4528662

No, You won't take part in this savagery. Witnessing it is already heartbreaking on itself. Soon enough, Her life will be extinguished in a brutal fashion.

The announcer arched a gleeful smile as he declare the 'winner', It belonged to the mistress of many arms: Mirage. The Arachni soaked herself in false glory; the crowd was inflating her primitive ego as she sashayed onwards after folding her arms back to their little burrows.

The creature from below drew her absurdly long fangs when it was few feet away from her oblivious prey. Her fangs were thin and curved unlike her brutish opponent who used hers to tear her prey apart. Once more, Mirage had extended her soothing sea of arms gently grabbing hold of the girl like a mother with her daughter.

The elf offered no resistance to her predator, She was but a broken doll. Her dull eyes suddenly darted over your vicinity. They were full of life the moment they met yours, you simply couldn't comprehend this fact; primal emotions poured from her weary eyes. Sadness, Anger, Betrayal, Fear, Fear, Fear, Fear...

Her body was still numb, the girl could only speak with her eyes piercing the anonymity of your mask. Why does she act like she recognize you? Are you misinterpreting the whole situation? This has to be the answer. You never met her, You knew nothing about her until this very hour. Yes, She is a mere stranger. One who is about to die. You don't know her, shake off that feeling. Shake it off.

A long swirly tongue began to lick the elf's pale neck, Mirage's yearning fangs were about to pierce a river of red. Not a single drop will be spared.

>Watch it, watch it to the end.
>In another life, the two of you might have been friends or more. Lock your eyes with hers. Grant her comfort in her moments.
>Look away, you can't bring yourself to watch this ruthless execution.
>Fucking leave, you have stayed here for far too long.

>>4530098
>In another life, the two of you might have been friends or more. Lock your eyes with hers. Grant her comfort in her moments.
Johann really has a bleeding heart, and symp is a great skill

>>4530127
+1

>>4530098
*final moments
GOD
DAMN
IT

>>4530145
Come on mate she is just having a moment nothing final about it it’ll pass soon

>>4530127
>>4530140
>>4530127

Those mere seconds lasted for an eternity, death was at the ready soon after. The tribal Arachni sank her teeth deep reveling in the
fresh taste of warm blood. The elf's lifeless body was reduced to a shriveling husk in a matter of minutes, her skin became whiter than snow, her eyes turned into frozen glass.

It was done.

The crowd was on fire afterwards when the show was about to start for real as the announcer was fanning the flames, riling them even more. Still no sign of Red anywhere.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xJALxMw6nQ0

Pumped and full of blood, Mirage galloped on her now-reddish arms in hopes of restraining Basilisk. The fury beast easily countered this foolish front assault with her brute and raw strength , She slammed Mirage against the glass barrier brandishing her monstrous maw for that final blow.

Despite her newfound handicap, Mirage scurried way with a set of broken arms dangling lifelessly in the air. She was far to nimble for Basilisk to catch.

"Kh-Khizcxx! Khinxa KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" In a clever or perhaps a desperate move, Mirage pulled out her useless arms and started to chuckle some of them as freaking spears, both sides were sharps enough to puncture throw flesh with ease. They will grow back eventually.

Basilisk might be a lumbering beast but her thick carapace had shrugged off several arm-spears. Her elfoid upper half was another story. The Arachni shrieked in pain when an arm-spear pierced her right shoulder, crippling her advance.

<H-hey, bring me Moooore.... stupidonucouns> The elf behind you was pressing imaginary numbers on the wrong side of her seat. She wasn't talking to you specifically but rather to the unresponsive screen. First guess that popped in your mind was more expensive drinks, she wants more of them to drown the mountain of misery and emptiness inside. Others were clearly annoyed by her drunken presence but none chose to do anything about it, such volatile matches can end in a blink of an eye. No one is gonna take the risk and turn their head away from a second.

>[ Speak with her in elven] [Study 2, specify!]
>Are you alright ?
>Ma'am, can you lower it down?
>[Ignore her and continue watching the fight]
>[Call the staff, she needs help]
>[Call the staff, ask them to get her out of here]
>[Get up, order what she was trying to have. Maybe this will shut her up.]

>>4530238
>[Ignore her and continue watching the fight]

>>4530983
+1

>>4530238
>>[Get up, order what she was trying to have. Maybe this will shut her up.]

>>4530983
>>4531216
>>4531319

You focused on the ongoing fight instead, this is not your problem. Mirage had the upper hand so far, her web of arms were seemingly endless and far-reaching. Weakened, Basilisk had found herself entangled in cold, brittle flesh probing for a soft spot for that final blow.

The dexterous Arachni wasn't fully aware of the true danger lurking in the shadows. Basilisk might be a mindless beast acting on instinct but she is as clever and cunning as her foolish foe. She unleashed her most powerful biological weapon in her arsenal: Her mesmerizing eyes.

It was a powerful flash, one that left everyone dazzled for a few. Mirage was practically blind for the next several second, it was more than enough for Basilisk to gain the upper hand. In a sadistic fashion, The bigger Arachni started to pull one arm after another. Fear had possessed another in the arena, Mirage had underestimated her enemy, her pursuit for glory in these strange lands was her undoing. She had but a pair of elfoid arms, practically useless against this tyrant. All of her elongated arms were tossed aside.

" KILL KILL KILL KILL!" Came the call for blood. More to soak the floor, The announcer did quite the opposite by shocking them both via their collar. The third and final vote for today began right way with a slight difference: Only One person would decide the fate of the combatants.

The fight itself had no gambling business attached to it. All the profit came from the tickets themselves. This whole fighting business is some sort of a ritual to them according to Red , as such, no one was rigging the fight or anything of that sort. The one who will vote is anonymous for obvious reasons, he or she must belong in either 1st class or VIP.

Their screen should have several options: Kill one and the spare the other or Kill/Spare them both. There was a sad timer as well so they could wrap things up.

" Hokoa OPTINNU, " This high pitch beep scared the shit out of you. Your screen was still the same, thank moon. This whole ordeal was too-

" Hokoa OPTINNU, San Minnouto " You looked around, sweat trickling from your forehead. Where did this beep come from?? The answer was so simple, so painful...

Red's chair.

That asshole is still out there. Thanks to the elf's constant rambling, no one else in the room could hear the constant nagging from the Red's chair. Time is running out and fast, worst of all, the default option is : KILL ALL.

Your mind is plagued by hundreds of what ifs. What should you do? Going by your interpretation of justice, Mirage should die. She killed a girl right in front of your eyes. Blood for blood.

Alternatively, both should be spared; the creatures of the underground have no concept your justice...why should it be applied on them? It is like demanding a fish to breathe on land. They were acting on their instincts. You are condemning them both should you decide not to act. All it takes is single tap to alter their fate.

1/2

>>4531447

>Do nothing, you are satisfied with the result. Rabid dogs must be put down after a good show.
>Do nothing, After seeing the true visage of the Arachni, your boiling hatred her their race bubbles inside of you.
>Do nothing, you won't interfere. It is not your right to do so.
>Do nothing, their very existence has snuffed the life out of a helpless elf. They deserved a worse death.
>Spare both, blame not the tools but their wielders. The two Arachni are as much of a victim as the bloodless husk on the floor.
>Spare both, something ...had sparked inside you. If you could, you would have thanked BOTH of them .
>Spare both, they did their part to entertain the masses. Life is simply the greatest of rewards.
>Spare both, so they can fight for another day
>KILL Basilisk, the world has no place for savage creatures.
>KILL Basilisk, She used underhanded tactics with that blinding flash. No mercy for she who has no honour
>KILL Basilisk, you like Mirage more.
>KILL Mirage, The dead demand justice
>KILL Mirage, You wouldn't rob a well-earned victory from Basilisk.
>KILL Mirage, The world has no place for uncivilized creatures.
>KILL Mirage, you like Basilisk More.
>Leave the burden of choice to the drunken elf woman

>>4531456
>>Spare both, blame not the tools but their wielders. The two Arachni are as much of a victim as the bloodless husk on the floor.


I really hope we are not instalocked into chaos

>>4531456
>Spare both, blame not the tools but their wielders. The two Arachni are as much of a victim as the bloodless husk on the floor.
They definitely don’t even understand morality so they wouldn’t even consider what they did was wrong in MC’s xxths century moral compass

>>4531456
>>Spare both, blame not the tools but their wielders. The two Arachni are as much of a victim as the bloodless husk on the floor.

>>4531456
>Spare both, blame not the tools but their wielders. The two Arachni are as much of a victim as the bloodless husk on the floor.

>>4531456
>>Spare both, blame not the tools but their wielders. The two Arachni are as much of a victim as the bloodless husk on the floor.

>>4531460
>>4531464
>>4531475
>>4531755
>>4531869

++++++++++ Sympathize

~ Somewhere in the Moonworld, your lawless act of mercy had reshaped the landscape~

The crowd began to curse your anonymous name for ruining such a good show. You didn't care like at all, in fact, you were proud of yourself. The show was finally over, if only you could somehow save the girl...

After both of the spiderfolk were knocked out, The priest with the funny hat came back for another ritual as the seats were getting empty. You suddenly found yourself alone with the elf woman who was still possessed by the spirits of expensive drinks flailing her arms left and right while spouting more elven gibberish. You really wanna choke the life out of Red for leaving you like that. Where the hell is he???

>Approach the Elven woman
>Wait for him here
>Wait for him upstairs
>Call for someone to help the woman out, She is about to flop on the floor at any second
>Leave the whole damn place, NEVER come back
>Write in!

>>4534181
>Approach the Elven woman
Something about this woman feels familiar, doesn't it?

>>4534181
>>Approach the Elven woman
I feel that she’s been too prominent to ignore.

>>4534181
>>Approach the Elven woman

>>4534200
>>4534223

You took several brave steps forward towards the elf, behind that mask is pure disdain for none but yourself < I.. saw yoouuu, parasite, thief.. I hate youdgbddvl >

The woman tried to stand on her feet but gave up halfway through sinking back to the comfort of her seat once more.

> You got glass shards in your hands, ma'am. [Study 2 if spoken in elven]
> Are you alright? You need help [Study 2 if spoken in elven]
>Why didn't you do something about it . huh? [Study 2 if spoken in elven]
>This is pointless [Leave]
>Thanks to you, I didn't get caught [Study 2 if spoken in elven]
>[cleverly Justify your choice ] [ Socialize 3]

>>4534246
> Are you alright? You need help [Study 2 if spoken in elven]
>Speak in Elvish

>>4534246
>> Are you alright? You need help [Study 2 if spoken in elven]
>spoken in elven

>>4534254
>>4534315

The elf muttered something before trying to stand up for the third time, her wobbly legs betrayed her real good right after the fourth step or so. Luckily for her, She had you by her side. You caught at the expense of your new-ish jacket; the glass shards firmly planted in her hand had torn through your back by accident. The jacket was thick enough to take the hit without exposing your skin.

<Take it easy, alright?> Man, She is a mess and a hal-

<GET OFF ME!> The woman suddenly panicked , pushing you away from her. The elf had lost balance in the process falling on her back. The thick carpet padding had absorbed most of the impact but the woman remained terrified of you.

<Bloodbloodblood...> Her senses were slowly getting back to normal in her current state of alertness. Only now then did she notice the jutting pieces of glass embedded in her hand.

One by one, she removed the pesky little things without a single drop of blood. How can she not feel any pain at the very least?? Her eyes were still on you as if you were going to molest her or something. You should have left at this particular moment but you planted your legs in the floor; not the first time did someone cuss you. She might need your help even if she doesn't like it.

The next logical step in her self-check was her head, It wasn't necessary since the elf fell on the back, you tried to tell her so but she kept ignoring you. The masked elf proceeded to remove her mask for a proper check up, her hands running across her....golden swept hair? Her wounded hand had...loose wires??

...

...

...

"MISS THARANAEL????" Heavy word suffocated you upon this revelation, this exclamation came out as a dying gurgle devoid of any hint of air. All the pieces fit together; her prosthetic hand, her blatant racism, her elven-only speak. Yes, this IS your poetry teacher.

<What did you say?> Despite your little wail, Miss Tharanael didn't fully hear her name; she was busy picking herself up from the carpet. Her prosthetic hands appears to be function normally, the damage done is nothing but a nuisance for late.

This day keeps getting better and better. It is only missing Ruin at this point or S-HNNNNN HNNNNNN. Come on! You can't even think about her?! There was a subtle giggle at the back of your head, a satisfied one. You ignored it for the time being as you were thrown in another pit of drastic choices.

> <I am just trying to help you>
> <N-nothing!> [Leave and avoid this fiasco from start to finish]
> Can you drop the elven crap already, ma'am? Or should I call you... Miss Tharanael?
>[Pretend to leave the room after taking a quick pic as a fucking proof! ] [Skill 3]
> <Miss Tharanael, I am one of your students in Garsis Academy...we need to talk>
> <You owe me a new jacket > [Specify how many pons you want]

>>4534422
> <I am just trying to help you>

>>4534422
> <N-nothing!> [Leave and avoid this fiasco from start to finish]
Nope bye!

>>4534422
>> <I am just trying to help you>

>>4534422
> <I am just trying to help you>

>>4534555
>>4534599
>>4534611
Consider: reciting elven poetry at her to get her back to her senses?

>>4534555
>>4534599
>>4534611
>>4534653

< I don't need it.> Such hatred boiling inside her eyes for no good reason. Your teacher had masked herself after ensuring everything was alright, she stomped her way out of the room just a second later, this was perhaps the best outcome youcould ask for, she didn't get to recognize you.
Part of you wanted to somehow blackmail her buuut it wouldn't have worked out. She could have easily outwitted you in a flash even with good solid evidence against her. Just as you were about to head upstairs, you found your tattooed friend righr in front of you. His mask had a red smear near his chin.

"Eyy, boyo, how was the match? " He took a peak at the now empty arena " I see me alotta blood and many limbs too. Ooooh, wish I had me some time to watch it. Alas, Alas..."

>[Punch him for all the shit he had put you in today ]
>Where the taur have you been???!
>Looong story. Later.
>I never going here again.
>[Tell him everything in full details]
>I pressed buttons in your chair to spare lives
>I found something more interesting than the fight [Tell him about your teacher]
>Write in!

>>4535839
*in your seat to spare lives

>>4535839
>Looong story. Later.
Let’s just forget about it for now

>>4535839
>Hand him a napkin
>Point at your chin
>"You just have had a crazy afternoon to leave you bleeding from your mask"

>>4536129
*must

>>4536129
+1

>>4536227
+1

>>4536129
+1

>>4535921
>>4536129
>>4536147
>>4536227
>>4536245

"Bleeding?" He gave you a weird look before piecing it together " Hohoho, you got it wrong, dear 'Ohann. "

"What do you mean? Didn't Miss Stag call you for something important?"

"Oh yes, she did." He nodded " She want some info about who gave me the ol'stab. I asked around and got me a...non inconclusive answer. One thing is for sure: It wasn't Vartel or the Underdon. Boss had good or neutral ties with the rest."

"Then who did it? You said he didn't take your wallet."

"Dunno, Bruv. " He shrugged it off " Might be some Lunie bum who got spooked or something. Not *everything* has to be some conspiracy."

"Uh-huh, What is with the smear on your mask?" You were getting skeptical, it smelled quite nice actually.

"See, I saw the hag on the way back and I realized: Red, ye get yerself a heart of stone for yellin' at a loner and her milkers like that so I sat down with her, apologized and talked to her a tad. The next thing ye know it: We were getting feisty in the bathroom. She *knows* her stuff, woof!"

>Hmmm, You and an adult dryad...Wonder what Miss Stag will say about this...
>Teach me your ways, Master Red.
>You scored? Nice!
>Can we get out of here? I am done with this place.
> Nice leaving me like that for 'milkers', reaaaaal nice.
>Good for you, I guess. You sure she wasn't using you?

>>4537069
>>Good for you, I guess. You sure she wasn't using you?

>>4537114
This. What the hell, Red?

>>4537114
>>4537124
" 'Course she was!" He exclaimed " I was using her too, so that makes us even." You didn't bother arguing with him. His lifestyle is completely different from yours, what he finds liberating and casual is something else in your world.

__________________

EVENING

__________________

You can't believe you got out of this place in one piece, it felt like an eternity down there. The back of your mind can't stop thinking about that girl...did she really deserve to die like that? Perhaps the Moonworld had prepared you for the true horrors of your own world. This will most likely leave a mental scar, one that will take a lot of time to heal.

" Headin' back to Boss." said Red, eyes already tracking any possible bus "Wanna come back with me?"

Before you could reply, you felt a subtle beep radiating from your phone, you quickly unlocked it and....nothing? Huh, weird.

>Sure, why not? [Return to the dorm]
>Nah, I got somewhere else to go, thanks for the ticket though. It was an...interesting show [Specify where to go] [1 ACTION]

>>4537206
>Sure, why not?, but ->(how about we go check our buddy in the convenience store?)

>>4537206
>>Sure, why not? [Return to the dorm]

>>4537206
>Sure, why not? [Return to the dorm]
>Go to Elia´s. We still owe Maq a Mizzitup.

Also, do we have Red contact? This might be the best opportunity to get it and avoid any more surprises.

>>4537363
+1

>>4537363
+1 but do we have the money for that?

>>4537363
Changing to this

>>4537301
>>4537363
>>4537377
>>4537413
>>4537439
>>4537230

"I'll make it up for ye next time. Same Bloodsport shite, different place." Oh great, This is just what you wanted.

______________________

+ Socialize

The light show in the skies had finally simmered down, while you were underground, the number of car accidents had skyrocketed according to the news. Some famous fencer had tragedy died too, damn.

You exchanged numbers with Red while you were at it. What was this feeling? Envy? Part of you wished to be as wild as him. You always had someone controlling every aspect of your life for better or worse. Never had you tasted the true taste of freedom or self-reliance. Despite all of this, you are somewhat grateful for how you live; People like Red sure didn't choose this life, they were thrown to the Gyags...they had to make the best of it.

The Bus dropped you at the dorm, you avoided the wrath of the great beast inside for the time being; you *must* bring an offering first. Ella's megamarket might be your salvation with its dangerous Mizzitup.

The megamarket was packed with hungry customers, they were swarming over the electronics section since it had some mind boggling discounts up to 90%! Those sleazy pixies sure know how to manipulate their consumers.

You have 739 pons.

>Dive deep into the sea of hungry Korisians to fish something for sale.
>Look for something else? [Specify]
>Mizzitup, Baby!
>Write in!

>>4538615
>Check the electronics first
Might have something good for the Sanctuary

>>4538615
>>Mizzitup, Baby!
Won't support the greedy corps, sans mizzitup

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>4538632
>>4538633

>>4538632
>>4538633

SPECIAL : [MONSTER MADNESS], Enjoy our gigantic haul , mmm delicious!!
Select at least THREE INGREDIENTS, MAX is FIVE INGREDIENTS.

FRUITS

Vennsa-Furlo [30 Pons]: Arachni-friendly! this acid resistant fruit filters all the nasty blood from dead corpses deep inside colossal stomachs, some call it a parasite even! quite spicy.

Jokese [90 Pons]: An uncommon fruit growing under the scorching sun, this succulent, watery treat is used as a lure of sorts. It kinda works, slightly hallucinogenic but safe for consumption.

MEAT

The Rose Earl [120 Pons] : The meaty pride of Gaeleth, this immobile mountainous turtle is in constant state of growth, its excessive flesh is the livelihood of the city-state. Has a smoked-like bitter taste, very heavy on the stomach.

Rishrash Blues [5 Pons] : Who is up for crunchy sweet bones? You heard it right, this nightmarish giant centipede has thousands of finger-like tendrils. Yummy!

GREENS

-No greens, check back later!

MISC

Pamparoom [20 Pons]: It is pickled, peeled, pumped and rammed, makes everything sticky.

Oins Gyag milk [30 Pons]: It is quite disgusting by itself buuut it is hardly noticeable in your mix. Perfect if you want to tone done the sweetness a bit.

____________________
MIXING
________________

CHOOSE ONE OF THE FOLLOWING METHODS

-Compress: Mechanically Compress your drink in one compacted squish!
-Blend: into the whirrrrrrrrrr!
-Shake: Shake it baby!
-Hot Ice: heat them up and then freeze them immediately

>CHOOSE INGREDIENT(S)

AND

>CHOOSE ONE MIXING METHOD

>>4538685
> 2 Veensa-Furlo (60), 2 Rishrash Blues (10), 1 Pamparoon (20)->90 pons
>Shake it

The shake option will maintain the integrity of most of the centipedes bones, while the fruits give the thing spice and the pamparron gives it all a bit more consistency. We are gonna need Maq´s help to finish this shit.

>>4538787
On second thought, drop the second Veensa-Furlo. Don´t wanna end up in bed for a day like in the first thread.

>>4538685
*tone down

>>4538789
But we're giving this to maq as an apology.
Other than that, supporting

>>4538787
-60 Pons
679 Pons


+Mizzitup [Divine Disorder] [Veensa-Furlo] + [ Rishrash Blues] + [ Rishrash Blues] + [ Pamparoon] + SHAKE]
Lose all your current EXP (can't de-level), deal Mooless damage equal to EXP lost

Well, That is interesting and by interesting you mean utterly disgusting; this goop might choke the life out of Maq and/or you. Still, Would you like to concoct another one? Maybe a whole new Mizzitup?

>Make a new one for you [-60 pons]
>Crack your knuckles and create a new disastrous mixture [Specify]
>Nah, you are good [Return to your dorm]
>That is enough but you want something else from the megamarket [Specify]

>>4541057
*deal Moonless damage to a single enemy equal to EXP lost

>>4541057
>>That is enough but you want something else from the megamarket [Specify]
Muh Discounted sanctuary items
>Call Miss Yuni, see if she wants you to buy anything

>>4541066
+1 to check out discounted sanctuary items not for calling Miss Yuni. I’m pretty sure she can handle that herself even if she would pay us back not our responsibility to get groceries for the orphanage.

>>4541066
+1, and no calling Miss Yuni

>>4541066
>>4541090
>>4541092

Since you took your sweet time in the mixing station, most of the good stuff were long gone. What is left is a very aggressive wake of vultures fighting over scraps. Damn it. Only three glaring discounts had caught your attention:

-A Semi-decent laptop for 500 pons instead of 4000, having one would surely make your life easier especially with finishing your homework(s). There is one problem in your way: Two obese orc women fighting over the last one forming a blockade around it.

-A digital camera for 400 Pons instead of 1000, you are no expert here but it looks alright to you. This can also be a fine gift too but giving your current financial situation, you might discard this idea.

-Finally, They hsd an untouched stack of Era-S for 200 Pons instead of 600. These novel E-Book didn't fly so good last year especially with the monthly subscription shit . The company is on its last legs after wasting its budget on marketing, why? because they thought everyone is very eager to read AND pay a monthly subscription. Pfffft.

>Laptop, Wrestle your way through [Strength 3]
>Laptop, Slip by and yank it before they notice [Skill 3]
>Laptop, approach the two orc ladies.
>Camera? Camera.
>An E-Book with a subscription service? You can choose 3 free books or something from their library. Gotta buy the rest
>Nah, abandon ship

>>4541126
>>Laptop, approach the two orc ladies.
Yeah, we need that fucking laptop. Spending time doing HW sucks. And we could use it to mod and stuff.

>>4541126
>Nah, abandon ship

>>4541141
>>4541142

The ongoing verbal battle was escalating at a rapid pace by the time you came closer. The one on your right utilized your polite interjection for a smack down. What followed was a flurry of slaps and hair pulling as other pulled their camera to capture yet another megamarket fight.

The opportunist in you went for the prize in the meanwhile, your hand was mere inches away when the laptop was gone, snatched by a wall of whirling fat. You only earned a glare from one of the orcs; she was too busy dealing with her enraged opponent.

The poor laptop was getting clawed by the two orc women with you on side daring not to physically intervene. The dispute had ended abruptly with an audible crunch, the electronic victim was crushed under the weight of the taller one when she fell on the floor.

Your hopes, your dreams: gone under one squish. Security had finally showed up right after the damage was done, it was as if they were waiting for the orc to do something stupid. The only thing you could do is to sigh deeply for this lost opportunity.

Or, you could buy something else.

>Camera?
>E-Book?
>Something else in the Megamarket?
>Just leave, thank the moon your Mizzitup is in one piece.

>>4541179
>Just leave, thank the moon your Mizzitup is in one piece.

>>4541179
>>Just leave, thank the moon your Mizzitup is in one piece.
Fortunately, sales are frequent here

>>4541184
+1

>>4541179
>>Just leave, thank the moon your Mizzitup is in one piece.

>>4541184
>>4541189

+Skill

Yeah, You better save your pons, impulse shopping is never a good thing. You left Ella thinking about what had just happened, in hindsight, you could have caught the laptop if you were fast enough.

______________________

You were starting to miss the light show already, nothing up there but a starless sky...and Ruin's silent gaze. His sea of eyes didn't seem to follow you, strange.

"Johann.." A familiar voice called for you just as you were scouring the fridge for any left overs. It was Elenna, her skin was almost corpse-grey, her face was colder than death "C-can we talk for a bit?"

"Uh, sure?" You closed the fridge, turning to the elf. You and her went outside to a secluded spot behind the dorm "Everything alright?"

"We don't have much time so I will make this short." your eyes darted over Miss Yuni who was occupied with that stupid hobo before meeting Elenna's once more.

"What have you done to her?"

"Huh?" You were taken back by her question " What do you mean?"

"Maq, She...she is different. Not the one I used to know and care for. I blamed it first on the moondust but this can't be it. I look her in the eye and I see someone else, someone mad and violent, always angry."

Sweat began to trickle from your temple even in this bitter weather " Maq isn't alright, She i-"

"Don't lie to me. Don't." She foiled them in a flash " Maq would *never* have spoken to someone like you. She is too shy and fragile to hang out with you. I asked her questions, questions about her best friend, her parents, where she is from, good memories, bad memories...she gave me half-answers and then S-she.."

The elf was on the verge of tears as she pulled up her woolen sweater revealing a tiny fresh scratch above her belly button.

"We were alone in the kitchen when she tried to cut me with a knife. Why would she do that? ?! I couldn't tell Miss Yuni or anyone. " The elf fell silent, her fingers poking HER new imperfection.

Elenna looked at you , she couldn't lit her eyes with rage... only pain and betrayal remained inside " What have you done to Maq? I won't ask again."

Shit. This is bad. Your empyreal eye is dormant meaning that she can't really go to the Moonworld and develop her own persona. She is just your average girl living in ignorant bliss. You should have spent more time rehabilitating Maq, dropping her like that today must have triggered this unusual violent reaction. Wait,wait, wait you can't blame yourself. You are doing everything you can in, purging Lust is your number one priority. Everything else comes second.

You are in deep taur right now, how are you going to get out of this ? She could jeopardize everything you, Maq and Kaz had built so far. She *must* be dealt with. Now.

1/2

>>4541259

>You asked for it [USE BROKEN VEIL ON ELENNA , USES LEFT: 1]
>[Abruptly evade her question, go Miss Yuni right away] [Skill 1]
>Get over it, people change all the time.
>You are right. Maq, she is dead.
>Why don't we talk to her, together?
>[Conjure some *really* good lie for Maq's ''condition'' ] [Socialize 5]
>[Convince her she is old news, Maq doesn't want anything with her] [Socialize 2]
>Why are you coming to me? Go to the police or whatever *She* stabbed you not me.
>We are part of the White Stag. Let's just say Miss Stag doesn't like people asking too many questions about her boys and girls [Socialize 1]
> And I gonna say this once: Stay. out.of. our.way [Pin her to the wall] [Strength 1]
>You don't wanna know, trust me.

>>4541270
The talking with her together feels like a copout. Still, I kinda feel like it is the best option. This might be Johann's second worst day. Poor fucking Guy.

>>4541270
>>Why don't we talk to her, together?

God I hope we can think of something

>>4541270
>You don't wanna know, trust me.
I mean this is not false at all hopefully she will pick up something messed up happened to Maq, doubtful but it’s one of our best chances.

>>4541304
Changing to this

>>4541289
Support

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>4541285
>>4541304

>>4541285
>>4541289
>>4541304
>>4541337

The elf was reluctant at first for obvious reasons; her once best friend tried to slice her just a few hours ago "If she tries anything weird, I am telling Miss Yuni."

"You got it, where is Maq anyways?"

"In her pod, She locked it behind her." Elenna replied. The two of you went to Maq's pod right away, the elf stood behind you since she didn't want to get the ol' stabby again.

"Maq, it is me, can we talk?" you gently knocked twice expecting a raging tempest.

"..." Came the silence. For second, you thought the pod was empty. The heavy breathing inside contradicts your previous statement.

"We n-" Once Elena had opened her mouth, Maq sprang out of the pod like a Lucin in a box shoving you aside. You MUST stop Mouten from...nothing apparently.

A hug, a warm one that both simultaneously melted Elenna's doubts and caused her to blush so feverishly.

"IamsorryIamsorryIamsorry..." muttered Maq religiously, she was pretty convincing...or is for real?

"I..." The Elf was at a loss of words "What happened to you?"

"I don't know. I lost it, I was, no. I AM under a lot of pressure. The academy, the girls, the anniversary Did I hurt you?"

"F-forget about that." Elenna blinked twice, still recovering from that wild hug "You don't have to tell me, I won't force you. When you are ready, you know who to talk to."

Maq nodded, You had no idea what had just happened....just a few seconds ago, you were considering turning Maq's best friend insane and now they are getting along just fine? You will never understand girls.

You decided to leave the girls alone for the time being. However, you want to speak with Maq about what happened while you were underground.

-Outside: Miss Yuni is still talking with that Hobo
-Outside: Lev is literally standing in the middle of the street with some kind of a handheld device.
-Lounge: Bogza and Mestaph are playing some kind of a Co-op game.


>[New!] GO TO SOMEWHERE ELSE [SPECIFY]
>WHITE STAG
>WORK [1 ACTION]
> DONATION BOX
>KITCHEN [1 ACTION]
>GARDEN [1 ACTION]
>LOUNGE [1 ACTION]
>ALUTE [1 ACTION]
>Write in

>>4542476
>Check prices on plane tickets to Yerth
>Call Zyklon-Xyklon. We need that damm document.

>>4542483
+1
I don’t remember why we are checking prices on plane tickets but why not?

>>4542503
Our foster dad left a locked box in a bank for us. The bank gets its contents in a month and a week more or less. Because of ELF (Elven Law Fuckery) we are required to cross the fucking planet to get there and open it physically.

>>4542483
>>4542503

Crossing the hemisphere isn't cheap by any stretch of the imagination, you took one plane ticket and three bus rides just to get to Cairth. It was hell and you won't repeat this horrible experience ever again. The '''cheapest''' two way ticket you could find will cost you a whopping 11K pons thanks to your current social status and non-existing banking privileges.

The call XZON-ZXON Xzon-Zxon was equally infuriating. You got three horrible choices if you want that document:

-Go to their headquarter and waste a couple of hour waiting for your turn, you will have to pay 100 pons
-Use their ''''express''' services to get right away for 300 pons
-Wait for the van guy to come for the next session...and pay him 200 pons to get the document.

Sleazy, money grubbing bastards. You really wish you haven't blabbered your mouth that other day.

>GO SOMEWHERE ELSE [SPECIFY]
>WHITE STAG
>WORK [1 ACTION]
> DONATION BOX
>KITCHEN [1 ACTION]
>GARDEN [1 ACTION]
>LOUNGE [1 ACTION]
>ALUTE
>Write in

>>4542508
True. Need to do that. >>4542483 Supporting

>>4542571
Sry, late update.

>ALUTE

>>4542571
>ALUTE

>>4542571
>ALUTE

Yeah, better get this over with first of all

>>4542588
Also, this might be minority opinion, but I am quite okay with paying 300 pons. It is harsh, but we need actions.

>>4542571
>>ALUTE

>>4542577
>>4542579
>>4542588
>>4542627

The convenience store across the street was...closed? Huh. That's weird. Miss Perfect didn't react to you at all, she poured all of her attention in that strange device instead. Luckily, the street was rather quiet at this time of the day.


>GO SOMEWHERE ELSE [SPECIFY]
>WHITE STAG
>WORK [1 ACTION]
> DONATION BOX
>KITCHEN [1 ACTION]
>GARDEN [1 ACTION]
>LOUNGE [1 ACTION]
>Write in

>>4543674
>LOUNGE [1 ACTION]
Hang out with 2 separate people for only 1 action

>>4543674
>Go to Zxon-Xzon HQ
With some luck, we will be able to stoody elven poetry in the waiting room. I fear our teacher is going to be cranky after her hangover and put up a surprise test.
Also, it allows us to not lose any school days. Cool kids dont play games with their future.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>4543680
>>4543757

>>4543680
>>4543757

"Right, GO RIGHT, UGH! REZ ME!" Mestaph was about to snap the controller in half because of Bogza.

"I AM TRYIN' " The orc was visibly sweating . You had no idea what was going on the split screen; too many flashes, particle effects and numbers popping off dozens of enemies.

"MOON.DAMN.IT! YOU SUCK!" The speedrunner lost it when the screen displayed a red YOU PERISHED . You would expect Bogza to retaliate right away but he didn't. Instead, He put his controller on the table and left, quiet as a mouse.

"Stupid..." Mestaph muttered under her breath as she was going back to the main menu. This console isn't the one used during the shrimp fighter tournament, this is the latest gen for sure...PX 5? You always played games on a PC so you rarely keep up with other platforms.

" Hey, wanna play Orderlands 4? It is a looty-slashy game with great Co-op. Well, depends on your partner." Mestaph dispelled all the bubbling anger right away.


>Sit down with Mestaph
>Check on Bogza instead

>>4543807
>Check on Bogza instead
That is why you never take video games too seriously. Also unusual action from Bogza id like to make sure a he’s alright.

>>4543814
Yeah. What the fuck Mestaph.

>>4543807
>>Check on Bogza instead

>>4543807
PC master race reporting in

>>4543814
>>4543824
>>4543826
>>4543868

What happened to Bogza? He used to be so brash and hot-headed, the orc has been in this gloomy state for quite a while. When questioned, He didn't give you a straight answer stating that Mestaph wanted to cheer him up a bit with her new game/console without any ulterior motive at all. It didn't work out as intended apparently.

Bogza had returned to the old reliable way of passing time: calisthenics exercise.

It was his way of cooling off, you felt ashamed with your stick-like figure compared to his superior physique but that can be changed with vigorous workouts.

++++ Strength. Rank level up! 1->2 [2/?]

You ran out of breath as Bogza kept going. At least you got a laugh out of your friend for looking like a roasted Gyag. Finally, the day has ended on a good note.


If only you knew how miserable things will be in just one week....

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END THREAD

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We will continue next time in a new thread but first: a small announcement.

I will be running a small spin off related to the setting itself (not the persona aspect of it) in the future, then we will return to our regular quest.

Thank you for playing!

>>4544980
Thank you gastropod-sensei

Thank you.

Its not a bike, its a presser cycle