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Gaol Quest: a text adventure occasionally illustrated.

For your various (alleged) crimes against the Eternal Empire, the High Magistrate had sentenced you to life, and thrown you into the Gongalla Gaol: the pit of despair, the mistake of architecture and magic, the continent-sized holding facility. Thankfully, as per the required humanoid decency act, you are issued your mandatory spoon... for what good it does.

Previous threads:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/4821989
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/4860213
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/4900749

You are James Calaca, a revolutionary troublemaker who the Eternal Empire had graciously thrown into Gongalla Gaol. Not that's going to stop you from trying to escape. A lot had happened since you entered Gongalla, namely new friends by the name of Petunia Karachova and Gobson G. Gobson. Your long-term goal is escape, and help redeem Petunia - maybe romance her too. Currently, you are stuck in a closet with Pedro, one of Petunia's former victims, while an unknown motile doll blocks the entrance, who apparently knows him. You are stuck in this situation because you wanted to recover the Necrologue that Pedro stole before the strange nuns from Crossbones do.
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>>4950509
The doll is standing motionless after saying Pedro's got her broom, to the point that you find it kinda creepy. So you motion for Pedro to speak, while you poke the broom out a bit.
"Uh, I don't know who you are, lady, but here's your broom..." Pedro gets the idea.
The dummy replied. "Oh, you do? Thank you, I need it to clean my name."
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>>4950520
Before you can ask it... her... to elaborate further, the dummy turns around and yells outside. "Hey, you were right, there is a Pedro inside! Now return my moniker at once!"
Ah crap.
>CHOOSE
>□ Initiate another cycle of violence
>□ Rush into Pedro's hideout
>□ Prepare to ambush whoever's coming in next
>□ Rush outside and strike at her cohorts
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4950526
>□ Rush into Pedro's hideout
Just fucking get it already. We'll bonk her later.
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>>4950526
>□ Initiate another cycle of violence
KILL KILL KILL
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>>4950526
Kick her through the door, then shut it and start climbing that rope.
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>>4950538
Good idea, we get to be violent AND stop her. Also, jam the door with something.
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>>4950526
>>4950538
This fella gets the idea. If this is a prison, then there's hopefully a lock on the door.
I feel a bit bad for the crash-dummy since she's obviously been tricked herself, but whatever. Not our problem. Kick her out, slam the door, lock it if possible, and bolt for the ceiling.

Failing this >>4950535

We commence with Violence.
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>>4950532
>>4950535
>>4950538
>>4950540
>>4950705
"Hello? I sincerely request my name be reurned, post-has-"
And a swift kick solves that problem. Just before you shut the door, however, you saw the peeping duo from before. The imp is yelling demonic towards the muscle, as if she lost a bet. The scene had barely enough time to register before you slam the door shut, and stuck the janitor's bucket handle under the door's push bar. You quickly lob Pedro up through the ceiling entrance before you yourself ascend its rope.
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>>4951249
Above, it's... actually kind of comfortable. Cozy, even. There's even a desk and a wardrobe, not to mention other storage furniture scattered in the cave. Any one of them could contain the Necrologue, or maybe none at all.
"Hey, can you untie me, please? I'd like to get a change of pants." Pedro asks.
>CHOOSE
>□ Untie Pedro
>□ Look for spare pants
>□ Look for the Necrologue relic
>□ Look for other loot
>□ Head towards the other entrance
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4951253
>□ Look for the Necrologue relic
We worry about pants after we've dealt with the multiple parties chasing us.
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>>4951253
First things first, Pedro...
Untie rope and take it, then untie Pedro. We're going out the other way.

After that, grab the relic and anything useful (stalactite club, maybe?), then book it.
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>>4951253
>□ Untie Pedro
>□ Look for the Necrologue relic
>Pull the ropes up to hinder pursuers further

Make sure that kid knows that if he tries to run off, we will make his days on the frontlines and scrambling through the forests seem like fond memories.

We gotta find that thing quick. It's a matter of time before those dunces find a ladder or stack some furniture or something. I wish we had a gun. That would solve a lot of our problems.
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>>4951288
>>4951300
>>4951450
You pull up the rope to give your pursuers hindrance. "I don't see why not. Promise to be a good boy, yeah? Where's the Necrologue?" You start to untie his cape.
"I will. It's inside the top chest there." Once untied (and butt naked), Pedro quckly grabs a short from the wardrobe and dons it on as you open the chest and is greeted by a plethora of salaciously illustrated magazines, some of them smuggled (Sexy, Hot, Sweaty Mechanics Monthly, Stallions Illustrated, Ultra Hardcore Penetration DX), and some obviously hand-drawn and written in Gongalla (Cunt, Uooh, Wardens of Gongalla Undressed, I Can't Believe My Cellmate is This Cute, Goblin Fever). It's a pervert's treasure trove, and yet most of them have only minimal amounts of sticky pages. You have a feeling Petunia would have liked all of these. "You sure the Necrologue is in here?"
"The only place those religious types won't look into... thoroughly, at least."
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>>4952504
And there it is, the Necrologue, rising up from the mass of smutty publications like some kind of saint between the lepers. You hope it doesn't catch the stickiness of its less sanctified brethren. Then again, you may nab some of these other literature for future use. Or to bait Petunia with, maybe.
"Why do you need that thing, anyways?" Pedro asks, now en-shorted. "Neither of us could do the ritual of reading since there's no lifewater between the two of us. So why do you even need the Necrologue?"
Well, kid got a point, there.
>CHOOSE
>□ Thievery is wrong
>□ Leverage for my own goals
>□ I have someone whose death I want to check, too
>□ For no reason at all
>□ Other (fill in)

>STEAL A MAGAZINE FROM THE STASH?
>□ No
>□ Yes (which one?)
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>>4952521
I have no idea what to use it for. I reckon that a good way to do it would be to get the lifewater to do the ritual and then throw the necrologue the nun's way so they'll stop chasing pedro and he can go off on his way.
>>□ No
I don't think we should get a magazine, though. There are better ways to trick people, and also the last thing Petunia needs while recovering from her 'issue' is a porn book.
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>>4952521
>□ Leverage for my own goals

Other people want it--people who might have a clue on how to blow this popsicle stand. That's good enough for us!

And...

>□Yes(Hot, Sweaty Mechanics Monthly)

I figure smut rags, especially non-Gaol ones, will be good bartering tools. No ulterior motives here, honest!
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>>4952521
>>4952523

Pretty much this. We can hopefully do the damn ritual and get the thing back to the nuns. I'm also in agreement with:

>I don't think we should get a magazine, though. There are better ways to trick people, and also the last thing Petunia needs while recovering from her 'issue' is a porn book.

Additionally, carrying any of those things around is just bad taste. Regardless, it's time to get the hell out of here. Speed is of the essence. We'll have to have Pedro grab only anything he deems essential and that won't slow him down.
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>>4952521
>□ Leverage for my own goals
>□ No, but look longingly at I Can't Believe My Cellmate is This Cute. You're more a fan of the romantic stuff, anyways.
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>>4952521
>□ For no reason at all
>□ Yes (which one?)
As many as we can
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>>4952620
>As many as we can.
As hilarious as the prospect of us getting caught because we're struggling to escape with dozens of dirty magazines is, I would rather it didn't happen.
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>>4952581
+1 to this good vote
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>>4952581
+1
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>>4952581
+1, why not
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>>4952692
>dozens of dirty magazines
If anyone tries to climb up here after us we should totally dump the whole chest on them
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>>4952581
This one here, chief
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>>4952523
>>4952530
>>4952563
>>4952581
>>4952705
>>4952722
>>4953542
>>4953805
"Leverage. People are after this relic, right? Well, those people might also know how to get out of here. Out of Gongalla." You answer as you put the Necrologue in your inventory.
"So you want an escape, huh?" Pedro is perceptive.
"More or less. Haven't found a reason to stay." Your eyes wander back to the pile of porn, finding the one titled 'I Can't Believe My Cellmate is This Cute' to be a curiosity. You quickly skim through the thin comic, finding the slow romance endearing. Each tease is coupled with characterization and an emotional moment, leading up to a satisfying climax of catharsis-fueled consummation. You were apparently too engrossed in reading that you barely just heard Pedro whistling loudly.
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>>4954076
On cue, two goblins rappel down from the cave ceiling right above.
"Don't underestimate the Goblinton Thieves Guild!" The one in the sombrero yells. Well, that was unexpected. You think you can take on one of them, but two is right out.
>ROLL 1D20 WITH YOUR CHOICE OF ACTION
>□ Focus on disabling one and then the other
>□ Take hold of the ropes, string them up
>□ Let them come! And beat them when they get cocky.
>□ Other (fill in)
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Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>4954088
>□ Focus on disabling one and then the other
They're goblins, and considering james killed a whole horde of velociraptors, i'd say he's got a good chance.
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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>4954088
>□ Take hold of the ropes, string them up
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Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>4954088
>□ Focus on disabling one and then the other
VIOLENCE
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Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>4954088
>>□ Focus on disabling one and then the other
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>>4954218
+1
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>>4954088
>□ Focus on disabling one and then the other
I gotta go with the Nat 20 choice.
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>>4954218
>Nat 20
>We smack the goblin with a spoon so hard his head caves in like a rotten orange.

Yes please. This appeals to my desire for violence.
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>>4954088
Also, I knew I should have trusted my fucking gut. I knew he was a little dirtbag all along. I say we twist this kid into a pretzel when we get our hands on him.
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>>4954330
I feel a lot less bad about handing him over to the bone cult now.
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>>4954335
Maybe we can beat his ass and then tell the nuns we found him while going back to goblinton and decided to chase him?

At this point, i'd say he deserves it if his bones get sucked out.
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...I dunno, I'm gonna give him a little bit of leeway. We're kind of in league with his molester, even if we're doing it to help her get over her massive fuck ups. Maybe just hand him over to the guys who were clearly looking for him.
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>>4954381
WAIT... Did the corkboard set him to do this? Did he betray us because the corkboard told him to?!
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>>4954385
He whistled, so i'm pretty sure that this was alreadu his plan from the begginning. And it also says 'goblinton thieves guild', and considering he was a thief...
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>>4954349
I would 100% agree with you if I didn't also think it would make Petunia upset.

Still going to beat his ass, though.
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>>4954385
I'm not sure where you're getting that impression from (not that I'm doubting you), but I'm gonna have to agree with >>4954389 for simple rationality.
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>>4954091
>>4954096
>>4954097
>>4954218
>>4954233
>>4954305
>>4954321
You can't take them both at the same time, so you even the odds. Thankfully sombreroblin's trajectory makes it easier, as your balled-up right hand collides with his face in a spectacular fashion. His buddy with the ushanka, however, managed to land on your back and immediately goes for a chokehold. Pedro had also maneuvered himself somewhere behind you, either trying to sneak out or about to launch a surprise attack. At the same time, since you are also nearby the closet ceiling hole, you can hear your pursuers from outside getting in the closet. By the sounds of it, they're about to make a makeshift ladder using the sparse janitorial shelf. You got to do something!
>CHOOSE
>□ Lay the smackdown on the ushanka goblin
>□ Stop Pedro from escaping
>□ Throw them down the ceiling into the closet
>□ Head for the other ceiling hole and escape from there
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4955406
Grab the manlet trying to put you on a chokehold and toss him at the traitor with all your strength, should stun them both
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>>4955410
+1
Throw the motherfucker at another motherfucker.
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>>4955406
>>4955410
+1 yeet
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>>4955410
+1 and take the sombrero
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>>4955410
+1, rob his sombrero for Gobson when we meet back with them
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>>4955410
All shall tremble before our might.


I like to imagine James is a perfectly friendly guy, but when he gets upset he's a complete lunatic.
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>>4955410
Solve EVERYTHING with VIOLENCE
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>>4955410
>>4955412
>>4955432
>>4955474
>>4955482
>>4955604
>>4955934
Gaah! The annoying ushanka goblin must go, so you grab his shirt - and try to slam him onto Pedro. He's too quick, however, and the ushanka goblin gets a back full of ceiling-top. How could Pedro even dodge that?! It seems that Pedro was trying to grab something from your back, but the untimely goblin-fall interrupted him. Just what is he trying to do? In any case, it seems that he's trying to do it again - but a movement behind you has caught his eye.
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>>4956722
Through the ceiling hole, something muscular pulls himself up. "Ho there, bwoy! Bad timink for fightink amoung yourself, non?" Ahh crap, it's the big guy from earlier. Wait, where's his imp partner? And you still have to catch Pedro, who looks like he's about to run towards a certain direction - the main exit.
>ROLL 1D20 WITH YOUR CHOICE
>□ Throw the goblins at the thug
>□ Wait, maybe we can talk, I'm not working for Pedro...
>□ Screw this, chase after Pedro
>□ Have a nice man-to-man, fist-to-fist fight
>□ Be vigilant for the thug's partner imp
>□ Go past the thug when he's busy pulling himself up, exit through the closet
>□ Utilize porn stash against the thug
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4956734
Ack, forgot pic
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>>4956734
>□ Screw this, chase after Pedro
>"YOU WANT THE LITTLE SACK OF SHIT?! THEN FUCKING HELP ME CATCH HIM SO I CAN SPOON HIS KNEECAPS OFF!"
>Chase after Pedro wielding the gobbo as a club
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Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>4956734
>Throw the goblin at the other goblin and then chase pedro with our spoon
If that guy comes, we've gotta have a fist-to-fist fight.
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Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>4956734
>>4956749
Oh, right, gotta roll...
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>4956734
>□ Other (fill in)
VIOLENCE!!!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T12ygsp9Mvg
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>>4956734
Is this fight even worth our time? Pedro has turned against us despite our intentions of helping him out with that ritual. We only really needed the damn book for that, and now we're wrapped up in a whole bunch of other shit. I wonder if he turned because of our answer that we were going to use it for leverage.

I say we tell Pedro to cut this shit out if he wants to find his brothers again. Unless anons think we should just bail altogether. If we still have the book, what reason do we have to stay?
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Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>4957104
Forgot roll. But because it is Friday the 13th, it shall naturally be a one.
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>>4956749
+1
it's time for VIOLENCE
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>>4956749
>>4956779
>>4956784
>>4956877
>>4957104
>>4957310
"No time for this, man!" You yell at the thug, who had just pulled himself up through the hole. But by the time he's standing atop the ceiling-space, you're already off chasing Pedro. In retrospect, it makes sense for him to turn on you - if he belonged to a group, he'd have enough pride. "Wait, don't you want to know about your brothers?!"
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>>4958556
"Yeah, but by my own means! You longlegs are all the same!" Pedro barrels towards the other exit, but you noticed that Sister Beryl had just popped her head through it.
"Thank you for the lift, Delarue, now let's see what we got-"
It appears you and Pedro are about to collide onto the Crossbones Sister.
>CHOOSE
>□ Throw the goblin you have onto Pedro
>□ Drop the goblin, leap for Pedro
>□ Yell for the Sister to catch Pedro while you prepare to jump over the hole
>□ Keep watch for the imp as you try to grab Pedro
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4958565
>□ Throw the goblin you have onto Pedro
He is way too small to grab. On the other hand, in this limited space, a goblin will do as a nice projectile.
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>>4958565
>□ Yell for the Sister to catch Pedro while you prepare to jump over the hole
>□ Drop the goblin, leap for Pedro

I said it more than once last thread and I'll stick with my gut on this one: I bet those two nuns will be extremely forgiving toward Pedro, especially since he's just a child. They seem like rather passive and understanding types (like real-life nuns, I suppose).

I imagine throwing the last goblin at him will result in some bull like the goblin recovering and rolling away with Pedro or something. Hopefully if we can get ahold of him one more time, the nuns can help us with that damn muscle man and the imp, and we can figure out what to do with Pedro. I like our chances of helping the nuns out since they still probably believe we're more or less friendly with them.
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>>4958648
+1, why didn't Pedro simply ASK the nuns to do the ritual for him, since they're authorized to do so or might know somebody who is, and decided to go for it himself despite potentially fucking something up?
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>>4958918
Probably because he's a combination of not too bright and unable to trust anyone of adult size due to a series of traumas
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>>4958565
Oof, sorry, no update tonight because I got sucked into the deep pit that is reading Jojo's Bizarre Adventure. That, and my phone browser crashed, taking with it the tabs I use for updating.
Very sorry about this!
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>>4959172
Oof. See you tomorrow, boss.
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>>4958571
>>4958648
>>4958918
>>4958950
"Sister! Grab him!" You yell, as time seem to slow down. Sister Beryl, however, hoists herself up as if normal, and stands directly in front of Pedro, arms open. You almost jumped for Pedro, but thankfully you half-stumble forward instead when you saw him colliding softly with the Sister of the Eternal End.
"Ack! W-what??" Pedro fumbles as Beryl's arms go in for a gentle hug.
"There you are, you naughty boy! Did you learn anything new?" Beryl's soothing voice scrapes by in a low coo towards Pedro. Meanwhile, Pedro's angsty, edgy demeanor melts under the careful yet firm hug of Beryl.
Looks like Pedro could be safely contained now, but then Beryl turns your way. "Good to see you, Mr. James. It seems that both of us thought to check this place before our rendezvous at Goblinton, am I correct?"
>CHOOSE
>□ Explain how you got here
>□ Get her to escape, no time to talk
>□ Lie how you got here
>□ Face the Thug and make a stand
>□ Warn that Pedro shouldn't be trusted
>□ Ask about Petunia, Gobson, and the Warden
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4960294
>□ Warn that Pedro shouldn't be trusted
>□ Face the Thug and make a stand
We'll explain this later, right now we need to deal with the thug.
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>>4960294
>□ Face the Thug and make a stand
>□ Warn that Pedro shouldn't be trusted

As much as I hate to admit it, if big boy over here turns out to be unfriendly, we may need to ask the sisters to go fetch help, or bail outright. I'm not sure how well our pure capability of VIOLENCE can stand against someone built like a truck.
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>>4960294
>VERY naughty boy, miss. He's been hanging out with the Goblinton Thieves Guild, and has procured a disturbing amount of pornography.
>Not only that, but he's managed to get himself under surveillance by the man currently chasing me.
>All in all, you need to have a talk with him about how those dirty book aren't realistic in their depictions of sexuality, and that they disrespect the sanctity of actual adult relationships.
>Now if you'll excuse me, I need to spoon a thug in the knee. We'll discuss payment when we're in a safer place.
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>>4960389
+1
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>>4960389
+1
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>>4960389
>>4960453
>>4960826
"More or less, yeah." You turn towards the big thug. "Make sure you get a good grasp on him, he's slippery as a snake. He runs with the Goblinton Thieves Guild, and has an entire hoard of porn. Some sorta split personality thing."
"Oh, alright. We know how to deal with him." Sister Beryl hugs Pedro from behind, one hand stroking his cheek.
It was at that moment that the thug saunters in. "Ach, the Crossbone Sisters. Fancy meetink you here, but the Dead Numbers is gettink the Necrologue." It seems he's warming up for a fight. "You, bwoy! Fancy a fist-fight?"
>CHOOSE
>□ Duke it out squarely, spoon vs fists
>□ GO FOR THE EYES, BOO
>□ Concentrate on delaying so the Sisters and Pedro can escape
>□ Decline and run
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4961936
>□ Duke it out squarely, spoon vs fists
VIOLENCE
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>>4961936
>"Nah, bucko."
>"We're doing a Goblin Thief fight."
>(proceeds to duel thug while wielding unconscious goblin)
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>>4961936
>>□ Duke it out squarely, spoon vs fists
Step up to the altar of liberty and lay down your life.

Also ask where thugs imp friend is. He isn't planning anything sneaky right?
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>>4961971
No wait, even better! He gets the goblin, we get our hands on the imp.
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>>4961936
OP, do we have the necrologue on us?
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>>4962168
Yes, it's in our inventory.
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>>4961936
>□ Duke it out squarely, spoon vs fists
Come on big guy, let's go!
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>>4962245
In that case, we need to fucking bail. We cannot let this thing fall into the wrong hands.

>□ Concentrate on delaying so the Sisters and Pedro can escape

I say toss Delarue or Beryl the book and make sure big fella can't get after them.
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>>4961936
>Sister Beryl hugs Pedro from behind, one hand stroking his cheek.

Did we just hand him off to Petunia 2.0?
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>>4962549
...No?

You do know she's a nun, right? You know, the kind of people who used to run orphanates and the like?
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>>4962789
You're also aware everyone in here is a prisoner, right?
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>>4963008
Not necessarily. Do you think Gobson is a prisoner? He's been born here. These people are a literal church that exists here. This place is basically australia on steroids.
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>>4963318
Fair, I guess. Might just be looking too into it.
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I still say we toss the neurologue to the nuns. If we lose this fight, that means those other nuts have the thing.
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>>4961943
>>4961972
>>4962346
>>4962543
"Yeah, but hold on a bit. Don't want this to get damaged." You take out the Necrologue and toss it to Sister Beryl. To your alarm, the thug's imp partner leaps from behind a stalactite and grabs the book!
"Ahaa! How'd you like them apples, numbskull? Got yer book now!"
You were flabbergasted for a split second, but it was enough for the thug to make his move. "Show me your fightink, bwoy!" Damn, he's as fast as you are!
>CHOOSE
>□ Dodge to the side
>□ Deflect the punch
>□ Tank the hit
>□ Hit back with a counter
>□ Use his strength against him, grab and throw
>□ Duck low and behind him
>□ Dash for the imp
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4963453
...This is why we hold onto important things until it's safe.

>MAIM IMP.
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>>4963453
>MAIM IMP.
Stalagmites (has G for GROUND) and stalactites (has C for CEILING) are all over the place. Imagine grabbing that imp and threatening to shove her head through one if they won't surrender the book and fuck off.
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>>4963453
>>4963470
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9b6lB_AbZDs

Also, here's some music to maim imps to that isn't Doom Eternal music.
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>>4963477
I was actually thinking we'd break off one of her horns and shiv her in the kidney with it.
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>>4963470
We were just as bad off keeping it on us. The imp could have double-teamed us with big fella over there at any second and taken us out. Or just snagged it from us while we were fighting. All the same, we snag the imp, we can hold her hostage.

>>4963453

>MAIM IMP
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>>4963541
They would have had to beat us up first and then checked our pockets to find it, while allowing us the option to cut and run when we wanted to. Showing them that we have it has effectively made the job even longer, since now the imp can run away with the book while we're distracted with the thug.
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>>4963470
>>4963477
>>4963541
No! The Necrologue! There's no time, you won't reach her if you just dash for it. The big guy is already swinging when you react on instinct - you jump and kick off his right hook!
"Shto?! What are you doink, bwoy?!"
That punch was timed right, so it gives you enough momentum to get hurled towards the free-falling imp.
"What in tarnation-?"
Arm outreached, you grab her tail and collide with her mid-air, but the imp is now nestled within your grapple. While you got the Necrologue, the fact remains that the hard part's coming: sticking the landing.
>ROLL 1D20 WITH YOUR CHOICE, BEST OF 3
>□ Roll on the cavern floor, you'll take some bruises but the imp and the book are safe
>□ Deploy imp as emergency cushion
>□ Aim for Sister Beryl and Pedro, they're in your trajectory
>□ Find stalactites and stalagmites to jump and bounce off
>□ Other (fill in)
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Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>4964136
>□ Find stalactites and stalagmites to jump and bounce off
Here goes...
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>4964136
>□ Find stalactites and stalagmites to jump and bounce off
FUCK YOU I HAVE THE FORCE OF VIOLENCE ON MY SIDE.
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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>4964136
>□ Roll on the cavern floor, you'll take some bruises but the imp and the book are safe

James is a stubborn motherfucker. He'll be fine.
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>>4964163
>rolled over 10
You, sir, are a goddamn saint.
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>>4964166
I hope the eleven is enough to keep us out of hot water.
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>>4964295
we probably won't impale ourselves and die on the spot, at least.
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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>4964136
>Deploy imp as emergency cushion
It's the obvious choice
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Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>4964136
>Deploy imp as emergency cushion
Serves them right!
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>>4964136
Sorry lads, I have a huge headache tonight, have a REDACTED to tide you over.
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>>4965342
Lucky guy, James.
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>>4965342
Awoooga
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Also >>4963480
>Dusk

My nigga.
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>>4965342
Feel better, man! Thanks for running!
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>>4965342
time to fap
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>>4964163
It's going to hurt, no two ways about it, so you hug the imp in a protective embrace and brace for impact. As much as you'd like to pummel her, the safety of the Necrologue comes first. Thankfully you managed to fit your head between her horns safely before you hit the ground, bouncing up and over Sister Beryl and Pedro who wisely retreated back down the hole. The ceiling floor's coming up again, and this time you managed to roll a bit before coming to a stop. Your bruised and scratched body stubbornly stood up, and retrieve the book from a very dizzy but unharmed imp. Thanks to that maneuver, there's some distance between you and the thug.
>CHOOSE
>□ Time to escape down the hatch, tell Beryl to gangway
>□ Hand Beryl the Necrologue
>□ Fisticuffs imminent, get closer to the thug
>□ Throw imp at thug, that'll slow them down
>□ Throw goblins at thug, they should still be around here somewhere
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4966733
>□ Throw imp at thug, that'll slow them down
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>>4966733
Backing >>4966737
Throwing enemies into other enemies seems like a common trend lately with James' fight scenes
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>>4966737
Sounds good to me. But that's not going to defeat him, what should we do later?
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>>4966733
>□ Throw imp at thug, that'll slow them down
>□ Pick up goblin, and have a midget-wielding fight with the thug
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>>4966733
>Snag the necrologue form the imp
>Throw imp at thug, that'll slow them down.

That should buy us even more time. Then we can decide if we want to tango with this fuckin wannabe goon or just takeoff with the book.
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>>4966956
>Snag the necrologue form the imp
reread the post
>Your bruised and scratched body stubbornly stood up, and retrieve the book from a very dizzy but unharmed imp.
we already recovered the necrologue
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>>4967235
My bad. I was mildly intoxicated when I posted that.
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>>4966737
>>4966741
>>4966852
>>4966956
While there is some distance between you and the thug, he is eager to close it.
"Ach, that foolish Desi! I have to do everythink by mineself!" He says as he stomps his way towards you. Woe to him, however, since you immediately throw his unconscious partner straight at him, hitting him squarely in the face. A stream of unintelligible swearing radiate from the muscular man as you make your exit through where Sister Beryl made her egress with Pedro.
"Is everything alright? Who is that chasing you?" Sister Beryl asks, while cradling a calm Pedro in her arms.
"I have no idea, but they said they're from the Dead Numbers." You say, short of breath. "Anyway, no time to talk. That thug seems to be faster than he looks, and I still have your book. So, any idea on where to rendezvous and do the exchange?"
"Well, some things came to mind..."
>CHOOSE
>□ Back to Goblintown
>□ Prison Cells
>□ Cubicle Farms outside Goblinton
>□ The abandoned Observation Room
>□ Contained Sun rooftops
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4967478
>□ Back to Goblintown
That's where we agreed to meet, right?
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>>4967478
>□ Back to Goblintown
Something that we should do after returning and being in peace is have a conversation with the sisters, this little fuccko, and why he took the book, so that if Pedro has a punishment, that at least isn't killing him or eternal torture
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>>4967508
+1
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>>4967508
Pretty much for this.
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>>4967478
>□ Back to Goblintown
The waifu awaits
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>>4967499
>>4967508
>>4968412
"We did agree to meet back in Goblinton, after all. Let's keep our promise." With that, Sister Beryl grabs Pedro under her arm and ran with you.
"Ack, not again!" Pedro moans exasperatedly.
"Sister Delarue should be there by now, along with Gobson, Petunia and the Warden you rescued. There's a lot more things I want to talk with you, also about Pedro's fate, but let's save it when we're in Goblinton." Beryl informs you during your run.
"I see. Thanks for the info."
"Let's take different paths to Goblinton, just in case we're being followed." She nods, and then took a fork in between the cubicles. You hope Pedro doesn't try anything rash.
After some time, you begin noticing a rapid thudding noise somewhere behind you. You almost thought that there is some sort of jury-rigged car or motorcycle following you, but as you glance back you recognize the juicy yellow polish of the mannequin you kicked out of the closet.
"Hey! Halt for me! You seem to have my moniker!" Her arms and legs swung so fast, you only see motion blurs where they're supposed to be. She's rapidly gaining on you. In moments, she might even catch up to you.
>CHOOSE
>□ Yell at her that you don't have her name
>□ Take a quick turn
>□ Stop and stick your leg out
>□ Run faster
>□ Slow down, maybe talk with her
>□ Jump over a cubicle
>□ Look for raptors to distract her with
>□ Other (fill in)
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>□ Stop and stick your leg out
This might break our leg but fuck it, eat shit.
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>>4968969
She's clearly gaining on us, i'd say slow down and try to knock her right in the face. Sticking our leg will just result in death. Let her run into our fist.
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>>4968969
>□ Yell at her that you don't have her name

The mannequin seems pretty harmless. Just a bit slow. Should be easy enough to trick her.
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>>4968969
>□ Yell at her that you don't have her name
>I DON'T HAVE IT WITH ME, WE'LL CHECK AT MY HOTEL! FOLLOW ME!
This way we can get her to help protect us while we're escaping. Hopefully...
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>>4969019
I change to this, actually. Good thinking.
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>>4969019
+1, meme on this bot
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>>4969019
backing this
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>>4969014
>>4969019
>>4969022
>>4969026
>>4969507
In a flash of inspiration (or adrenaline), a devilish idea crosses your mind. "I don't have it with me! We'll check at my hotel, follow me!" You yell at the rapidly nearing dummy.
The dummy rides up, and soon you are side-by-side. "I'll take your phonetics for it. Lead forward." She replies, calmly. "Are you sure you have my moniker?"
"Well, if I don't, I'd be happy to give you one."
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>>4970207
> +1 trait bit towards DECEIVER
The mannequin seemed to think for a moment before replying. "Adequate. Let us hope your phonetics are solid."
You wondered if Sister Beryl and Pedro managed to reach Goblinton, and so you mentally mapped the area to collect your thoughts. As you ran from the northeast, you noticed something peeking out of the sea of cubicles roughly north of you - upon closer inspection, it's a man with a pair of binoculars, which is pointed towards Goblinton. Sure smells like trouble, but then again he seems engrossed in his surveillance.
>CHOOSE
>□ Ambush
>□ Parlay
>□ Avoid
>□ Observe
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4970233
>□ Observe
I have no idea what she means by having a name, honestly. Does she literally just want a name?
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>>4970233
>□ Avoid
We're already making good time without risking any entanglements. No need to risk getting caught by those two goons again.
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>>4970233
>□ Avoid

We'll have to just deal with things as they come. Best to regroup and deal with that robot later.
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>>4970233
>□ Avoid, but be cautions of the humanoid
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>>4970233
>□ Avoid, but be cautious of the humanoid
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>>4970250
>>4970592
>>4970643

Pretty sure she's completely harmless due to being utterly unimaginative. I mean, she believes people can take her name from her. She could be useful. The caveat being she'll be just as easily tricked by anyone else.
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>>4970311
>>4970345
>>4970592
>>4970643
"Hold on, we need to slow down here." You and the dummy quickly slink into an alternative path through the cubicles, away from the binoculared man's sight. What is he lookng for? Why is he even here? Questions that for the moment you have to ignore. Although it takes a bit longer for you to arrive to Goblinton, at least the mannequin is really silent throughout the journey.
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>>4971415
Thankfully, both of you reached Goblinton without any more incidents. The mannequin is still silent, until you stop at Nanna's hut. "Is this your hotel?" It asks.
"...of a sort, yes. Maybe closer to a homestay I'm staying in." As you went inside, you're greeted with a familiarly cramped ensemble. The Warden, asleep in the middle, is surrounded by people: the Crossbone Sisters, holding a sitting Pedro down. Gobson and Nanna, who seem to have just finished some sort of treatment on the Warden. And then, the refreshing visage of Petunia.
"James! You're back! Why did you take so lo- wait, who is this?" She squints her eyes aggressively towards the dummy.
Uh-oh. Someone's possessive.
>CHOOSE
>□ Quickly introduce her
>□ Explain about the dummy's namelessness
>□ Wait a bit, see how they interact
>□ Joke about a threesome
>□ Ask Petunia about the Warden
>□ Ask Petunia about Pedro
>□ Swap stories on what happened
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4971439
>□ Explain about the dummy's namelessness
Let's make sure she doesn't get the wrong idea.
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>>4971439
>□ Explain about the dummy's namelessness
>□ Swap stories on what happened
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>>4971439
>□ Explain about the dummy's namelessness
>□ Swap stories on what happened
>"I think the thugs that were chasing us were manipulating her by making her help them with the promise of giving her moniker back."
>"(whispering) also, i'm pretty sure she's a maintenance/janitorial model, not a pleasure one, so ease up.
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>>4971459
>"I think the thugs that were chasing us were manipulating her by making her help them with the promise of giving her moniker back."
+1, but say that, whispering
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>>4971459
+1
Petunia can rest assured that she's the one true waifu. She was the first to appear, after all.
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ya know what are we going to name this weird mannequin, if we're not just going to bash it in the skull and dump it.
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>>4971474
Do you know any funny wordplay names? For example, if she really is an Janitor, we could name her Jennie.
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>>4971474
I was thinking we'd name her after one of James' old rebel buddies. It lets the QM detail his backstory a bit more and gives us a contact if we escape and continue outside the Gaol.
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>>4971485
Very convenient idea, ma boi, i like it.
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>>4971459
this, but whisper both last parts
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>>4971485
I like this idea a lot, lets do that when it comes up
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>>4971439
Lmao Pedro's over there lookin like he's being held at gunpoint. Serves the little fuck right. And Petunia's jealous of the dummy. Cute.

>□ Explain about the dummy's namelessness
>□ Swap stories on what happened

Don't forget to mention we have a robot outside Goblinton on overwatch to everybody, and that some bunch of dorks called the Dead Numbers are out for that book and possibly James' blood.
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>>4971517
It is indeed cute, and while its not justified or logical, i can understand why she'd be like that, she's found her knight in shining armor who wants her to become better and genuinely likes her, when the entire reason why she became a non-consensualist was because she was so lonely she turned into a degenerate, no wonder she's going to fear some other woman taking him away.
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>>4971531
Yeah, it is pretty understandable. This is just another part of her that'll need a bit of help.
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>>4971538
I reckon there's a lot to help with Petunia. It'll probably be easier to work towards it when they're together, whanever that happens.
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>>4971441
>>4971452
>>4971459
>>4971462
>>4971473
>>4971490
>>4971517
Before things get sour, you quckly grab Petunia's arm and pull her aside for a private speak. "She followed me, thinking that I got her name. I think she really believed she lost her name. Don't worry, I think she's more of a maintenance or janitorial type."
Petunia's cheeks blossom into a bit of pink in close proximity to your attention. "O-oh, okay, handsome. So she's looking for a name, huh? How did that happen?"
So, you regale the room with what had happened after you split at the observatory room, to events in Pedro's lair and the way back. Then Petunia told her side of the story; how she and Gobson met with Sisters Beryl and Delarue, and how they had carry the Warden all the way to Goblinton because the Sisters went to check on something. As the story comes to a close, Sister Beryl pipes up.
"That reminds me, Mister James, we need to talk about Pedro's fate. While the Codex Humerus told us to forgive and forget so that we are pure in our bones, the fact remains that Pedro has stolen from us, and that a punishment is necessary for Pedro's own sake." She turns to Delarue, who nods. "And we are also curious about your own intent with the Necrologue. You did have it in your possesson before you handed it back to us."
"Hold on, dearies, I do believe there are more pressing matters!" Nanna interjects. "You did say something about the two Dead Numbers snooping around here, as well as the mysterious humanlike thing keeping watch over Goblinton. Could you recount them in detail please, dearie? Goblinton might be in trouble!"
A cough from the center of the room steals everybody's attention. The Warden is now awake! And she's about to say something! "...just give her a name, already!"
>CHOOSE NO MORE THAN 3
>□ Discuss Pedro's fate
>□ Discuss Necrologue intent
>□ Describe the Dead Numbers
>□ Describe the mysterious scout
>□ Think of suitable names for the dummy
>□ Wait a minute, Warden's awake! Ask questions, quick! (but what tho)
>□ Other (fill in)
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>□ Think of suitable names for the dummy
>□ Describe the mysterious scout
>□ Describe the Dead Numbers
We discuss what's more important. We can discuss Pedro's fate and our goal eventually, but right now, we should be talking about the immediate threats and thinking of a name for the dummy

I think we should consider that idea about one of James's old rebellion buddies.
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>>4972640
Supporting >>4972675
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>>4972675
This fella's got the right ideas.
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>>4972640
>Think of suitable names for the dummy
Sierra and/or Samantha after the first crash test dummy ever used
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>>4972675
>>4972679
>>4972865
>>4973099
"Alrighty then, whatever you say." The Warden looks at you, then closes her eyes back into sleep. "I guess we're going to give the dummy a name."
Petunia cocked her head to the side. "Names, huh? I'm not that good at naming. If it was me, I'd have named her Dolly McDollface."
Sister Beryl quips. "Every name is usually a prayer, something a parent would hope for the child to have. Maybe something like Mary or Maria?"
"Hmm, doesn't feel like it, though. Maybe I'll name her after someone I knew." You say, riffing through years and years of nostalgia. "Then again, she reminds me of this girl I looked up to, when I was a kid."
Petunia perks up. "You were a kid once?"
"Yeah, but living as a street orphan was not that good. Then, one day, I met Sierra. She was the one who cared for the orphans at our street, and she's also the one who taught me activism. This dummy here shared her stubbornness, I guess."
The dummy, who had been silent and motionless since she sat down, spoke. "Sierra. Sierra. Mountain. Feminine. This is acceptable. Quite unlike my old moniker, yet refreshing."
"Right, that's one thing down. So, about the Dead Numbers and that binocular guy..." you then proceed to describe the Dead Numbers you encountered, as well as what you had seen of the binocular guy. Nanna seem to be perturbed by the binocular guy's description, more than the Dead Numbers'. "Military cap and military binoculars? That must be the Black Badges. Why are they even here? Their base is far away, and we goblins don't have anything to do with them." Nanna explained. "Well, I'll warn the town tomorrow, I guess. It's getting late, stay a while for supper, won't you dearies?"
"The gesture is appreciated, Nanna. Now, Pedro, promise me you'll behave and stay put for me?"
Yeah, you yourself could do with some rest about now, you've been all over for the day. But then again, there are more things to do in your downtime.
>CHOOSE
>□ Talk with the Sisters about Pedro and Necrologue
>□ Talk with Petunia about your past
>□ Speculate with Nanna about the Dead Numbers and the Black Badges
>□ Actually rest up
>□ Try REDACTED with Petunia
>□ Walk the streets of Goblinton
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4973903
>□ Talk with the Sisters about Pedro and Necrologue
>□ Afterwards, try REDACTED in the CENSORED and THE HOO BOY THIS IS A CHRISTIAN BOARD with Petunia
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>>4973903
>□ Talk with the Sisters about Pedro and Necrologue
>"So, I know he's been a bit of a shit, but I just want to make sure Pedro's punishment is something above board, and not...molestery inappropriate to what he's done."
>□ Speculate with Nanna about the Dead Numbers and the Black Badges
>"Think the Black Badges might have gotten wind of us rescuing our warden friend?"
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>>4973903
>□ Talk with the Sisters about Pedro and Necrologue
>Have a date with Petunia
No fugging until later, just romance.
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>>4973905
NO.

Petunia is trying to become better. She will just fall into her old habits. The only way to heal her is through wholesome romance and CARING VANILLA LOVE.
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>>4973903
>□ Talk with the Sisters about Pedro and Necrologue
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>>4973903
>Talk with the Sisters about Pedro and Necrologue
>□ Talk with Petunia about your past

Finally, the background we've all been waiting for. And time to verbally thrash that little brat that nearly got us pummeled into simplicity. Probably this is good >>4973917


>"You were a kid once?"
I know, Petunia. Shocking.
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>>4973998
>Shocking
Considering it's Petunia, it definitely elicited a different emotion.
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>>4974005
Yeah, I didn't think about that. That's an odd thought.
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>>4974012
It's not good, honestly. I mean, she's a work in progress, but after all the stuff that she went through with pedro's story she should have more of an mind about it.

I really do think we need some time alone with petunia to talk about her problems. In addition, to of course, the two as a whole.
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>>4973917
+1
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>>4973947
+1
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>>4973905
>>4973917
>>4973947
>>4973956
>>4973998
>>4974399
>>4974802
"Sisters, I'd lke to have that talk about now." you say during supper. "The one about Pedro's fate, and the Necrologue. What do you think would be justified, if you're following the Church of the Eternal End?"
Sister Beryl gladly answers. "Hmm. Good question! If we go by scripture, the Carpal Passages tell us that thieves should have one of their hands deboned. But then again, Pedro is still a child-"
"Excuse me, I'm about to be nineteen soon!" Pedro interrupts.
You stare incredulously. "What-"
"Time's a bit fucked up for veterans like me. I guess it's from all the transport between universes we had to do." Pedro says, in between slurping stew.
"Language! So, do you really want to get your hand deboned? Because the alternative is getting spanked fifty times, and then getting mandatory scripture sessions until behavior improves."
"N-no." Pedro says, realizing he had dug his own grave. "I'll have the spanking."
"Very well. We'll start the sentence once we're safely back in the Ossuary." Sister Beryl seem to shove her food right behind her mask. "By the way, what did you intend to do with the Necrologue, James?"
"Honestly? Leverage, mostly. Such a wanted book, sought after by people who might know a way out of here."
"Really? You're trying to escape Gongalla?"
"The Revolution must roll on, Sister."
"Well, I shall pray for you and yours' safety, then."
It was then that everyone had finished off their fill of stew.
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>>4975173
"Alright, listen up, dearies. My hut only has five rooms suitable for sleeping, so some of you are going to sleep together. The Warden stays here, in the front room, since she's still recovering. Gobson and I take the back room. The rest of you are going downstairs, divvy it up among yourselves." Nanna lays down the sleeping arrangements.
As Sierra immediately heads toward the smallest room, you informed the Sisters before they, too, went down to their room. "I don't know how reliable his word is, but he did say he wanted to find out if his brothers survived the Eternal Empire's wars or not, and that's why he stole the book. Just to let you know."
"The info is appreciated." With that, they, too, went down the ladder.
"Hey handsome. Want to check out the room before we sleep together? Er, I mean, check the room together! Ehehe."
"Sure, why not?" The both of you descend, and lo and behold you discover that you share a bed with Petunia. Well, a mat, actually. "H-heh, it's fine, right? I'm with you, after all." Petunia gets flustered. "A-and! I promise you, no non-consensualism going to happen tonight. Well, unless you consent to it, hehe."
"Promise? That'd be quite a progress for you."
"I promise, James, my handsome." She lays on her side of the bed, and pats your spot. "You know, I'm in the mood for talks, right now."
>CHOOSE TOPIC
>□ Petunia's childhood memories
>□ Petunia's youth academy nurse days
>□ Petunia's incarceration
>□ Petunia's hobbies
>□ Other about Petunia (fill in)

>ALSO CHOOSE TOPIC
>□ James' childhood memories
>□ James' revolutionary days
>□ James' past loves, if any
>□ More about Sierra
>□ Other about James (fill in)

>OPTIONAL CHOICE
>□ Keep it platonic
>□ Handhold
>□ Hug (little/big spoon?)
>□ Kiss her
>□ Kiss her (with tongue)
>□ Romantically fade to black
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>>4975219
>□ Petunia's hobbies
>□ James' childhood memories
>and a headpat for the Petunia.
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>>4975219
>□ Petunia's youth academy nurse days
>□ James' revolutionary days
>□ Handholding, but fingers entwined
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>>4975219
>□ Petunia's childhood memories
>□ James' revolutionary days
>□ Keep it platonic
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>>4975219
>□ Petunia's hobbies
>□ James' childhood memories
>□ Kiss her
>□ Hug (Big Spoon)
We already know about her nurse days and her youth. We know a little more about james's revolutionary days and sierra, and i don't even think he would have had the time for love when he was revolutionizing.

Also, they're both obviously into each other, but we must go slow. Kiss, and then spoon her for the night.
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>>4975277
And i mean a real fag, not just the insult.
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>>4975277
This one, I would think. We'll have chances to go on a proper date or some such later. They've actually only known each other for, what, four days?>>4975224
Why not? Include the headpat. Should be innocent enough, and it reinforces good behavior.
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>>4975277
>>4975297
Eh, I've changed my mind a little. I guess there really may not be opportunities to go on dates and such if we'll be busy trying to survive. Keep with this, but make it handholding >>4975229.
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>>4975300
Handholding is too lewd. We haven't even kissed her, for gods sake.
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>>4975330
I'm a fucking degenerate, I know.

Never thought I'd have a chance to use this dumb fucking image. I don't even know why I have it. I hate anime.
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>>4975363
Petunia will most likely die from blood loss if we do that. Ya gotta go slow.
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>>4975366
>most likely die from bloodloss
That's the plan
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>>4975229
+1
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>>4975295
+1, let's make progress
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>>4975366
Oh yes, Anon.
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>>4975296
Give me your number, you sexy morsel.
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Rolled 1, 2 = 3 (2d2)

Whoof, gotta tally these votes up before processing.

>Petunia's hobbies: 3
>Petunia's youth academy nurse days: 1
>Petunia's childhood memories: 2

>James' childhood memories: 3
>James' revolutionary days: 3

>Headpat: 1
>Handholding: 2
>Platonic: 1
>Kiss and hug: 2

Let fate be the breaker of ties.
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>>4976157
But...what does this mean? 2 votes for handholding and 2 for kiss and hug, right? But you rolled twice?

I'm guessing this means...childhood memories/kiss and hug?
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>>4976161
>>4976157
I'm fine with it either way.
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>>4976162
It's what makes sense, right?
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>>4976163
Pretty much.
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>>4976157
You lay down as Petunia removes her glasses, and you hug her from behind. "Come here, you. You earned this hug."
Petunia giggles. "O-ooh, James, you cad. You almost gave me a heart attack!"
"Then what about this?" A quick peck lands on the nape of her neck, and elicits a trembling moan from Petunia.
"Y-you naughty boy, James!" Yet another giggle let loose. "Tell me, were you like this since you were a kid?"
"Come to think of it, maybe I was. I never knew my parents, my earliest memories were at the orphanage. Roamed the streets for some time, until I met Sierra. I remember learning new games from her, like Brick the Pig, for one." Ah yeah, you remember a particularly good shiner you gave an Enforcer. "I also remember hanging out on the rooftops, looking at the stars when they start to appear. Sierra taught me some of their names and constellations. I guess stargazing became my hobby." You lean close to Petunia's ear. "How about you? What's your hobby?"
"W-well... I did tell you about me writing fanfiction, right? I also read a lot of novels, and I drew sometimes too."
"You draw? Well, I'd like to see you draw, sometime."
"Hehe, it's not that good, though." She yawns. "Let's stay like this until we wake up, handsome."
The clarion call of sleep also dawns upon you. "Then we shall, Petunia, we shall."
Soon enough, you feel Petunia's slumbering rythms on your own breaths. Right before you sleep, though, you think about what you want to do in the morning.
>CHOOSE
>□ Ask the Warden about stuff (what?)
>□ Ask Sierra about stuff (what?)
>□ Walk around Goblinton
>□ Try to see if that Black Badge scout is still there
>□ Keep a lookout on the Dead Numbers
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4976680
>□ Keep a lookout on the Dead Numbers
I rather not have that fucking imp steal our book again, fuck you.
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>>4976680
Goddamn, this is so sweet i'm going to need insulin. Petunia is adorable, the 2 are really cute together.
>>□ Try to see if that Black Badge scout is still there
Once the book goes back to the bone nuns its off our hands and safe. I'm more worried about the badges....they sent a scout for GOBLINTON, not us.
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>>4976680
>□ Try to see if that Black Badge scout is still there
The nuns should be good at self-defense already. The town is a different story. Those Black Badges... could they have a way out?
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>>4976732
>□ Try to see if that Black Badge scout is still there
This anon has a good point >>4976732

I'll bet the black badges are both better equipped and have way more resources than the dead numbers. They're the real threat.
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>>4976692
>they sent a scout for GOBLINTON, not us.

Ten bucks says that they're after Petunia and/or Pedro. Since one of Pedro's brothers is with them, he's undoubtedly looking for both of them. He'll know Petunia was likely here or near here due to Frank. Whether or not they know if she's still here, or if they know of Pedro being here too, is up in the air. We might be able to hide and wait things out until they screw off. Then again, they might be more determined than that.

There's also a chance they're after the warden. We need to interrogate her as soon as possible. We also need to guard her like she's worth her weight in gold. Her knowledge, authority, and power are invaluable to us, and she'll probably be unable to protect herself for a while at least. A bullet wound to the torso isn't something you can get over very easily.
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>>4977283
>Ten bucks says that they're after Petunia and/or Pedro.
I doubt it, they wouldn't have just sent a scout with a binoculars then. They'd have someone to ask around. In my opinion, it's something more. They were watching the city. Not us, but Goblinton

We might be speaking about 'politics' here. They might be after somethng the goblins have.
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>>4977335
If that IS the case, then obviously we need to find out what could be special enough about Goblinton to warrant their attention. Besides, who knows how many scouts they had? Just because we only saw one doesn't mean there was only one. For every hidden enemy you spot there are two you don't.
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>>4976692
>>4976732
>>4976831
Morning comes, and you awake with a slightly sore arm and dignity intact - Petunia kept her promise. She's already upstairs eating breakfast, and you join her. Then you remember what you were about to do today. "Hey, Petunia, I'm gonna go counter-scout the Black Badges, wanna come?"
She smiles. "Of course, handsome! Just try to not get into too much trouble."
"No promises on that." You smirk, and Petunia giggles.
An hour or so later, you're back at the scout's position, taking a wide arc to the south so you don't get seen. The cyborg scout is still there, but now there is also a woman in a gas mask as well. They're discussing things you can't hear from this range, and the woman makes pointing gestures towards Goblinton every once in a while. Looks like they're really engrossed in talking that the scout is taking off his binoculars off Goblinton. You might have an opportunity to do something here.
>CHOOSE
>□ Sneak closer to eavesdrop
>□ Just observe from that range
>□ Sneak closer to ambush
>□ Just two? Look more carefully around
>□ Go back and report to Nanna about the situation
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4977825
>□ Just two? Look more carefully around
>□ Sneak closer to eavesdrop
They're planning an attack, aren't they?
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>>4977825
>□ Sneak closer to eavesdrop
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>>4976680
>cuddle
incredibly wholesome ngl
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>>4977825
>□ Just two? Look more carefully around
>□ Sneak closer to eavesdrop
Remember your rebel training. Where there's one pig on lookout, there'll be at least another.
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>>4977829
>>4978156
>>4978380
Usualy you don't listen to authority figures, but this is the exception. You put a finger over your mouth in a sign for 'quiet' at Petunia, and then point towards the two scouts. Thankfully Petunia understood, and replies with a curt nod. Slowly but steadily, both of you slink closer towards the scouts - but you don't drop your guard. Because, you remember from your revolutionary days, there's no way that those two are the only ones here. Ex-Enforcers and ex-military types tend to send out more than just a couple dudes in hostile territory - and your hunch was proven correct as a huge, dome-headed cyborg walks nearby, thankfully unaware of your presence. Carefully, you managed to sneak close enough to the two scouts, and listen.
"... would be quick, c'mon, please, Tristan?" The lady sounds frustrated.
"Negative. Our orders are to observe and notify the Boss when primary target: Petunia is seen. Non-mission parameters are irrelevant."
"Oh come on! Those boogers are just sitting there doing whatever their booger brains want, and we're sitting here doing nothing! We could have subjugated them by now!"
"Negative. Go back to your post, Sarida. You can subjugate in your downtime. Alone."
"Why you- tsk, fiiine. At least ask the Boss or Overwatch for clarification, maybe?"
"Acknowledged. Additional info: this will be in your review. Be more like Harvey and follow orders." The scout cyborg then taps his antenna. "Overwatch, come in. Requesting clarification of mission parameters." The cyborg then stood still for a moment. "Acknowledged. Sending coordinates of current location." "Repeat order, Overwatch?" "Acknowledged." The cyborg then turns towards his friend. "It seems that our target had just left Goblinton."
"Tsk, just my luck. Overwatch said where?"
"Negative. Wait until Harvey completes patrol, then continue with a widening search pattern."
Uh oh, sounds like trouble.
>CHOOSE
>□ Time to return
>□ Subjugate THIS! (Attack)
>□ Distract them
>□ Observe more
>□ Wait, where's the third Black Badge at?
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4978613
>□ Wait, where's the third Black Badge at?
Oh no.
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>>4978613
>□ Wait, where's the third Black Badge at?
If they try to take Petunia we will break their kneecaps.
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>>4978613
>□ Wait, where's the third Black Badge at?
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>>4978613
>Our orders are to observe and notify the Boss when primary target: Petunia is seen.
Now, I'm not trying to be that guy—and I know I really shouldn't say I told you so—but I told you so.

>Time to return.
>Wait, where's the third black badge at?

What we need to do now is fucking split. We've got just as much information as we need. The key now is not being spotted. To that end, we slither our way back to Goblinton, gather up Gobson and the warden, and leave. I say this even though I know the third man is about to reveal us.

Assuming we aren't spotted, we can't hang around in the open in Goblinton for too long. They could easily already have people in there looking for us. Just because we don't see any Black Badges in the town doesn't mean they couldn't have easily paid off a goblin to look for us or divulge some information. Odds are very high they'll find out we're here soon enough (if they already haven't). So time is of the essence.
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>>4978893
+1
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>>4978623
>>4978639
>>4978645
>>4978893
>>4979224
You were about to slink away, but the cyborg scout they call Tristan spoke again. "Reminder: our primary objective is retrieval of target Petunia. Our secondary objective is relic object designation Necrologue. Our third objective is confirming existence of target Pedro. No more, no less."
You can hear the disdain in the other scout's voice. "Tch, killjoy. Just you wait, Goblinton's going to be under the Black Badges' boot by next week, if I had my way."
Good, keep quarreling among yourself. But listening to them for that brief moment is enough distracton, you realize, when a feeling of something big and heavy approaches from a distance. You turn your head just to catch the chrome-headed cyborg about to turn the corner. Petunia's already biting her fingernails in an effort to stay silent and keep calm after a cyborg-induced cardiac exercise.
>CHOOSE
>□ Run to the other corner, quick! But the scouts might notice!
>□ Trip the cyborg! Again, the scouts might notice!
>□ Ambush their crotch area with your spoon!
>□ Knock over the wall next to you towards the scouts! That should knock them down!
>□ Stay deathly still! He might not notice you!
>□ Steal his spoon and use it against him!
>□ Other (fill in)!
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>>4979433
>□ Stay deathly still! He might not notice you!
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>>4979433
>□ Knock over the wall next to you towards the scouts! That should knock them down!
And then get the fuck outta dodge
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>>4979433
>□ Knock over the wall next to you towards the scouts! That should knock them down!
Cut and run!
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>>4979433
>□ Stay deathly still! He might not notice you!
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>>4979433
>□ Stay deathly still! He might not notice you!

He's too busy whistling to pay attention!
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>>4979433
>□ Knock over the wall next to you towards the scouts! That should knock them down!
BASH HIS SKULL
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>4979442
>>4979453
>>4979490
>>4979555
>>4979661
>>4980388
Oh shit, a tie!
What does ol' fate say to that?
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>>4980408
As the chromed hulk turns the corner, he comes face-to-face with Petunia, who is frozen in surprise. An awkward few moment passes by before the patrolman commented. "Ay yo, what's the big idea?!"
Welp, cover definitely broken, you then resort to the other tactic up your sleeve. You kick the cubicle wall hard enough to dislodge it, sending it towards the scouts on the other side. This maneuver costs you all your stealth, but buys you a moment when the chrome-head is still trying to process what just happened.
>CHOOSE
>□ Yell at Petunia to run
>□ Scoop her up and run
>□ Follow with a strike to the chromeball's crown jewels
>□ Yell at Petunia to split up, you'll rendezvous at Goblinton
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4980462
>□ Yell at Petunia to split up, you'll rendezvous at Goblinton
"SCATTER!"
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>>4980462
>□ Scoop her up and run
MINE
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>>4980466
You do know they`re trying to capture her, right? We`d be leaving her for dead.
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>>4980462
>□ Scoop her up and run
Rush back to Goblinton and regroup
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>>4980462
>□ Scoop her up and run
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>>4980462
>□ Scoop her up and run
Don't forget to step on Sarida's face while we're running. She likes putting boots on faces, surely she'll enjoy it the other way around.
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>>4980462
>□ Scoop her up and run
>□ DON'T mention her name, and tell her to cover her face
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>>4980757
backing this
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>>4980478
>>4980507
>>4980516
>>4980530
>>4980757
>>4981436
The orb-headed cop seem to be locked in a choice paralysis by the way he kept looking at you, and at the fallen cubicle where his comrades are under. So you make the choice for him by scooping Petunia up in a bridal carry and hightail it towards Goblinton. One of his scout friends, presumably the one called Sarida, managed to partially crawl out from the cubic wreck. "IMBECILE! They're running! Go after them!" Thankfully, the orb-headed oaf is already busy trying to lift the debris. Soon enough, the commotion fades away with distance as you get closer towards Goblinton. "Um, thanks for the save back there, handsome." Petunia finally spoke.
"Ah, no problem. But you did hear what they said, right? Any idea why you're their target?"
Petunia thinks for a moment. "No... no idea. Besides, I'm not the only one they're after."
The both of you dash through the cubicle farms until Goblinton could be seen in the distance. Oh, what's this? Seems like the goblins are busy making barricades, reinforcing walls, and practicing drills.
>CHOOSE
>□ Report to Nanna ASAP
>□ Request help from the Crossbones duo
>□ Ask Pedro to get the Goblinton Thieves Guild's help
>□ Help out in reinforcing the town
>□ Keep a lookout for the Dead Numbers
>□ Prepare to skip town if need be
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4981704
Fug forgot image
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>>4981704
>□ Report to Nanna ASAP
>□ Request help from the Crossbones duo
>□ Ask Pedro to get the Goblinton Thieves Guild's help
>□ Inform the Warden of the situation,
Offer the Crossbones the Necrologue for their assistance, and offer Pedro a reduction from 50 spankings with a paddle to 10 by hand with a written book report on a certain section of scripture.
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>>4981704
>□ Report to Nanna ASAP
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>>4981704
>□ Report to Nanna ASAP
>□ Help out in reinforcing the town
I don't know if there's much else we can do. The Thieves sure won't help, and the Nuns are just two. We might have to talk our way out of this one.
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>>4981742
>Offer the Crossbones the Necrologue for their assistance,
It's already theirs
> and offer Pedro a reduction from 50 spankings with a paddle to 10 by hand with a written book report on a certain section of scripture.
They decide the punishment, not us
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>>4981704
>>4982187
+1 This
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>>4982187
+1
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>>4981742
>>4981849
>>4982187
>>4982206
>>4982496
You hadn't realized it, but you've bridal carried Petunia all the way to Goblinton. "Well, whatever the reason, I'm not letting them get you just like that." You let her down onto the floor gently once you've stepped into the periphery of the town. "Let's report to Nanna and see what's gonna happen."
A quick trip to her hut and a brief recap of what happened later, and Nanna's sitting there, eyes wide open. "Oh dearie me, oh dear. Those Black Badges could be real persistent. I suggest you keep Petunia, Pedro and the book together for the time being."
Petunia, who've been sniffing your hair to calm down, suggests otherwise. "Don't keep your eggs in one basket, or something like that."
Nanna then prods you to go outside. "Very well, let us discuss this, then. You can go help make barricades and reinforcing points. Gobson, be a dear and call the Crossbones Sisters here, please?"
"Okay, Nanna!" You exit her hut as Gobson did. "Ey guv, I hear you're gonna build stuff, aite? Well me mates found some spots in sore need o' guidance. There's the border parts of Goblinton proper, where the cubicles are sparse. There's also the road to and around the Goblin Bazaar, lotsa open space around em. And there's also the huts themselves, while most have tunnels, they're literally made o' clay, mud and ceiling stuff. Just go to a site and start workin', the gobs there'll not bat an eye. Well, good luck!" With that, Gobson runs off to another hut.
>CHOOSE
>□ Build up Goblinton periphery
>□ Build up Bazaar streets
>□ Build up residential huts
>□ Other site (fill in)

ALSO CHOOSE
>□ Teach gobbos how to fight
>□ Teach gobbos some Revolutionary tips and tricks
>□ Teach gobbos to make improvised weaponry
>□ Build barricades
>□ Build goblin traps
>□ Build trenches
>□ Build ceiling surprise bunkers
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4982928
>□ Build up residential huts
>□ Teach gobbos some Revolutionary tips and tricks
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>□ Build up residential huts
There's no use in filling up space that will be abandoned anyway, without the houses they ain't got nothing.
>>□ Teach gobbos some Revolutionary tips and tricks
I REALLY Doubt they don't have any weaponry of their own, what we can give them is some tricks to fight against policemen. Black Badges are former policemen, so i don't doubt that they'll be of great use.
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>>4982963
>>4982968
Basically both of these.
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>>4982968
+1
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>>4982963
>>4982968
>>4983053
>>4983182
You look around at the huts around you. It's true, most of them are made of clay and mud, but actually they're made from a frame of sticks covered with ceiling insulation stuff, which then were held in place with clay and mud. The same were applied to the insides, too. The doorways are low enough that you need to crawl to enter, but the overall construction of the huts is really easy to break. Some reinforce their huts with magic, wrtten into seals. But, there are a warren of tunnels underneath each hut, that sometimes doesn't correlate with topside topography due to the fluxy nature of the ground. You ask a passing gobbo, "What's the most common resource around here?"
"There's plenty of mud and clay and sticks, tallboi. Some of us also make our own booze, so there's plenty of stills to go around. What we don't have a lot of, though, are metal things."
Hmmm. This means that you could make Revoluton Spirits, which are crude firebombs. Might have limited success, though, if the enemy has more metallic cyborgs in their midst. On the other hand, tunnel combat tactics might generally work more often.
>CHOOSE
>□ Reinforce the huts with more layers of sticks and mud
>□ Reinforce the huts with magical reinforcements
>□ Reinforce the huts with magical traps
>□ Reinforce the huts with deeper tunnels
>□ Other (fill in)

>ALSO CHOOSE
>□ Teach gobbos how to make Revolution Spirits from booze
>□ Teach gobbos how to tunnel fight vs cyborgs
>□ Teach gobbos how to make glue traps out of mud and chemicals
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4984765
>>□ Reinforce the huts with deeper tunnels
AND
>□ Teach gobbos how to tunnel fight vs cyborgs

Let's just go full Vietcong on these jerks
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>>4984765
>□ Reinforce the huts with magical traps
>□ Teach gobbos how to make glue traps out of mud and chemicals
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>>4984859
+1
I will add to the next:
>Make some fake huts, that are weaker, so that they can be made more easily, and put traps in them
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>>4984765
>□ Reinforce the huts with deeper tunnels
>□ Teach gobbos how to tunnel fight vs cyborgs
Welcome to the mud huts motherfucker.
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>>4984765
>□ Reinforce the huts with deeper tunnels
>□ Teach gobbos how to tunnel fight vs cyborgs
and this too >>4984883 if possible. Or at least give them that idea for the futue
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>>4984765
Sorry, no update tonight - have a pre-Gaol Petunia.
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>>4984856
>>4984916
>>4985140
You opt not to make Revolution Spirits, since it's more likely to backfire and burn down Goblnton instead. You don't know that much magic either, not being a magic user yourself. So you decide to tell the goblins about tunnel fighting tactics.
"Everyone who want to learn how to fight in tunnels, come here!" You announce yourself.
"Hah, we already knew how, we live in them!" A passing goblin remarks.
You smile. "But do you know how to fight in tunnels... against cyborgs and robots?"
"Oh, uh... well, go on?" He stops to listen.
You expound on making smaller goblin-sized side passages, with some thin walls where wooden pikes could be thrust from. And of underground mud pits that would entrap those careless enough to fall into them. Of how you should aim for the joints, and use nets, ropes and sticky stuff to immobilize them. Maybe even making decoy huts where they could trap the enemy in. By the end of your short lecture, a small crowd has gathered around you. "If you understood that, spread this knowledge around. Every goblin should know." You look around among your listeners. "Now, any of you got a shovel? Let's make more tunnels!"
With a cheer, the crowd dispersed, and some immediately gets to work. A goblin hands you a big spoon. "Cheers, tallboi. You know stuff, and willing to work with us gobbos to help Goblinton. Much 'preciated."

The soil here feels solid above, but below it is quite easy to tunnel through. You figured you've done about a residential blocks' worth of tunnels when a frantic-looking goblin pokes his head into the newly erected fake hut you're digging a mud pit in. "Message from Nanna, scouts see movement of the enemy from northeast. Nanna needs you at her hut for battle meeting, tallboi."
Looks like they've started their move.
>WHAT WILL YOU SUGGEST?
>□ Keep our forces inside the town, don't attack yet
>□ Harass them with hit and run tactics
>□ Parley with them maybe?
>□ Pre-emptive strike, then retreat back to town
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4987066
>□ Parley with them maybe?
What's their DEAL anyways?
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>>4987066
>Keep our forces inside the town, don't attack yet
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>>4987066
>□ Parley with them maybe?
This will give our gobbos time to prepare - more than once has a battle been won by stalling. And it wouldn't hurt to help why they're looking for Petunia.

I mean WE know, but not james.
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>>4987066
>Harass them with hit and run tactics
Negotiation is surrender. Goblins are small targets and quick. A small force to harry the enemy on their approach and soften them up is a good idea. It should wear out the enemy's cohesion, and force them to slow down, allowing a bit more time to set up traps. In addition, moving out to do a hit and run attack will let us know about what we're up against before they get into town.
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>>4987066
>□ Parley with them maybe?
Find the goblin who's best at GTFOing and have them at least try and find out what they have to say (should also delay them a bit and give more prep time)
>□ Harass them with hit and run tactics
Since diplomacy will likely fail this is the fallback
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>>4985478
the wife

>>4987066
>□ Harass them with hit and run tactics
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>>4987824
+1
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>>4987067
>>4987214
>>4987291
>>4987824
>>4988048
>>4988132
You arrive at Nanna's hut to find everybody assembled around a crude battle-map. You even see the liquor vendor beside Nanna. "Alright, I'm here. What's the situation?"
Nanna produces a slip of paper with a crown drawn on it. "Alright, dearies, let's get this meeting started. Goblin scouts report a small force of five Black Badges had started moving towards our town, from here." She moves the paper from the northwest. "The gobbos say they see three bots and two humans. What do you suggest?"
You raise your hand, and Nanna nods. "I think we should send a messenger to do talks, find out what they want. But, we shadow the messenger with five stealthy goblins of our own, in case they don't want to talk. In that case, we do hit and run attacks, wear them down and stall for time until we can get defenses and traps up."
"Hmm, very well. We'll send for five goblins to do that."
"If I may, Nanna?" Sister Beryl asks. "Since they're after Petunia and the Necrologue, me and Delarue would like to protect them in the city. While the Black Badges are ex-Enforcers and soldiers, they might not be above playing dirty."
"True, there's also those two Dead Numbers still at large." Petunia pipes up.
You look around, and see that Sierra, Gobson and Pedro is still unassigned. Maybe they could be useful elsewhere.
>PICK AN ASSIGNMENT EACH FOR:
>Sierra:
>Gobson:
>Pedro:
>FROM THESE TASKS:
>□ Messenger duty
>□ Hit and run team
>□ Town defense
>□ Target protection with the Sisters
>□ Lookout for infiltrators
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4988905
>Sierra: Messenger Duty
Do you know how FUCKING FAST she is? Would be a good thing for her to do. She can probably outrun most threats as well.
>Gobson: Hit and run team
Goblin.
>Pedro: Town defense
My first instinct was "target protection with the sisters" but I never want that split personality retard near the book. But I also want him watched. Unsure. Just picked a random thing for him.
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>>4988905
>Sierra:
>□ Messenger duty
You saw how damn fast she was back there, right? She'd be a good messenger.
>Gobson:
>□ Lookout for infiltrators
He knows this town, he'll be able to tell if people get in.
>Pedro:
>□ Hit and run team
I would not trust him with anything else. And he's a thief too.
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>>4988913
I aggre with this one a bit more, we better use Sierra in that way, because we REALLY easily brought her to our side, wouldn't be surprised if the opposite happened if someone talked to her while in Tower defense or in Hit and run team
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>>4988905
Supporting >>4988913
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>>4988913
Looks good supporting
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>>4988913
+1, nothing else to add
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>>4988911
>>4988913
>>4989017
>>4989213
>>4989326
>>4989389
"Seeing as you can run the fastest, why don't you be the messenger, Sierra?" You nudge her. "I'm sure you could outrun any threat they bring."
"Meself? Yes, I can skedaddle just fine, but are you certain about mine oratory skills?" Sierra doubts herself.
"I'm sure we can work it out. Next, to address the possible infiltration issue, how about Gobson being a lookout? You know the place like the back of your hand, and you know the people."
"Leave it to me, guv! I'll be watching 'em hawk-like!" Gobson proudly agrees.
"Just don't try to engage them alone if you see them. Get backup. And for Pedro... you're stealthy enough, you can do the hit and run part, right?"
"Huff! And what's in it for me, you big meanie?" Pedro looks miffed, having to kowtow to an adult.
"Well, I'm sure we can chalk it up as penitent duty, right, Sister Beryl? Maybe a reduction in spankings?"
Sister Beryl sighs. "Well, needs must, I suppose, and if he doesn't run from his duty, I'll consider it."
One of the Goblinton Thieves Guild members pats Pedro's back. "C'mon, man, we'll be with you, we got your back. We're doing it for Goblinton after all."
You clap your hands. "Right, so that's three for the hit and run squad, anyone else want to volunteer?" From the crowd of goblins outside, two got in fast enough. "Alright. We've got our duties. I'll stay and help the defense of the town. The Sisters guard Petunia and the book, Sierra is the messenger, Gobson lookout, and stealth squad follow Sierra unseen, ready to attack if Sierra's attacked. Eveeybody fine with that?" The only objection was a half-hearted mumble from Pedro.
With battle on the horizon, the meeting disperses, and everyone went to their designated tasks.
>WHO DO WE FOLLOW NEXT?
>□ James
>□ Petunia & Sisters
>□ Sierra & Stealth Squad
>□ Gobson
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4989718
>□ James
I want to see the diplomacy, and James acting alone.
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>>4989718
>□ Petunia & Sisters
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>>4989718
>□ Petunia & Sisters
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>>4989718
>□ Petunia & Sisters
Different perspective can do us a lot of good
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Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>4989718
Whoops dropped a dice here
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>>4991029
Hmmmmmmmmmm
Nothing seem out of the ordinary, then.

>>4989878
>>4990184
>>4990864
You are Petunia Karachova, and right now you're sitting inside a magical protection circle made from bonemeal with the nuns from the Church of the Eternal End, or otherwise known as the Crossbones. Six candles light up the area, which is located in one of the many storage rooms under the Goblin Market. If it weren't for the impending battle above, you'd think it's the perfect occasion to tell scary stories.
"So uh, h-how do you do, S-sisters? We haven't really talked much to each other, haven't we? Heheh, he." You try to break the ice.
"Indeed, miss Petunia, we haven't. Sister Delarue here agrees." Sister Beryl replies curtly.
"Just glad we moved the Warden under Nanna's hut before the meeting. James and I have a lot of questions to ask her."
"Oh, what a coincidence! We also have a lot of questions, but aimed at you."
"W-what? Me?"
"You see, during our time together with Pedro, he tells a lot of stories about you. And his brothers. But mostly about you. Most are... unsavory, to say the least. So we want to know the other side's story, if you would."
Oh. You have a guess to where this leads.
>CHOOSE
>□ Deny/Deflect
>□ Decline
>□ Partial story
>□ Full Truth
>□ Exaggerate
>□ Brag
>□ Distract
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4991059
>□ Full Truth
The first step to solving the problem is to admit it exists.
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>>4991059
>□ Full Truth
>inb4 it turns out pedophilia is an unforgivable crime in their faith (which realistically wouldn't be that surprising).
>inb4 they put Petunia down.

Petunia's really gonna have to ham up the guilt factor if she wants to garner any sympathy.
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>>4991059
>□ Full Truth
She was bad, but now she's good.
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>>4991059
>□ Full Truth
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>>4991059
>□ Full Truth
The bitter truth, coming right up
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>>4991065
>>4991270
>>4991305
>>4991348
>>4991940
"...You know what? I really was that despicable and perverted, back then. I'm not going to lie or make it pretty - nor will I blame my childhood for me turning out the way I am. Getting bullied because of my visage shouldn't be an excuse. Getting rejected harshly in my youth shouldn't have thrown me this low. It was me, escaping into fiction and blinding myself to the barrier between fantasy and reality, that drove me to do the things I did. I abused my station to corrupt those young boys... those sweet, innocent, innocent! Pure boys! Unlike me..." You stifle a cry. "And because of me, those sweet, kind boys have seen things they shouldn't. I regret it, I truly am. If I hadn't met James Calaca in the Gaol, I would probably still continue my depredations. But he, he showed me kindness and decency, and, and, and..." Tears well up behind your glasses. "I guess I finally found true love, and a way to repent. Or rehabilitation."
The Sisters were silent. But then, Beryl slowly claps. "You are sincere in this, aren't you?"
You nod, tears starting to drizzle down your cheeks. "If I can help those boys and James, even for a bit, I can make peace with myself."
"Very well. We can help you. At least, in taking a bit of the edge off. You may recall that Sister Delarue here can track and read objects by touch, right? Well, actually she could also read minds, albeit weakly. This, combined with my own talents, allows us to delve into your mind and put a geas on you - if you're willing, that is."
"A... geas?"
"Just an oath, enforced with magic, in case you feel the... 'urge' irresistable. It's what most of us do in the Ossuary to keep chaste. Be warned, though, we will shift our consciousness into the astral realm for a moment, so you might see... things."
>CHOOSE
>□ Oh well, okay then
>□ No thanks, I'll pass.
>□ Wait, did you hear something?
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4992416
>□ No thanks, I'll pass.
>□ Wait, did you hear something?
If you start taking shortcuts, then you lose sight of what's real.

And also, James is going to bone her soon enough.
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>>4992416
>□ No thanks, I'll pass.
>□ Wait, did you hear something?

Nice try, assholes--we're gonna do this the old-fashioned way!
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>>4992416
>□ Oh well, okay then
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>>4992416
>□ No thanks, I'll pass
But be polite about it, obviously. Shouldn't be too hard; Petunia's FRIENDLY enough.

>>4992449
Damn straight.
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>>4992416
>□ No thanks, I'll pass.
>□ Wait, did you hear something?

>>4992449
Agreed
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>>4992452
+1, and politely
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>>4992449
>>4992452
>>4992720
>>4992914
>>4992937
You mull it over for a bit. "Thanks for the offer, but... no, thanks. This is my albatross to bear. I feel as if I should do this my own way, or else I'd just end up worse than before. Still, it's good to know that there's still people who wants to care for me, like you two." You wipe your tears away.
"Well spoken. Know that the Church of the Eternal End's doors are always open to you, Petunia, whether it be confession or conversation." Sister Beryl, you imagine, is smiling under that mask.
Suddenly, Sister Delarue's body language stiffens, even more so than her usual stoicity - and she looks around the storage room. At the same time, you became aware of a faint sound behind you, like a coin rolling slowly getting louder and turning into the sound of a sword being taken out of its sheath. Almost at the same time, the three of you look behind your shoulders, and see something akin to a sigil writing itself on the floor.
"What the - to be clear, that's not either of you doing it, right?" You ponder aloud.
Beryl and Delarue, alert written across their faces, shook their head slowly. Then you remember, you still have the magitek cards in your inventory from when you were exploring the abandoned observation room. Rataplan, rataplan, the sigil is almost closing. Rataplan, rataplan.
>CHOOSE
>□ Stay still and observe, you are inside a protection sigil, it'll be fine
>□ Use the cards to disrupt the purple sigil, but you don't know what side effect may happen
>□ Ask the Sisters to do somethng about it
>□ Retrieve your spoon from your inventory and prepare for battle
>□ Other (fill in)
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>>4993673
It's time we get the fuck outta here, this place is not safe, that is a TELEPORTATION RUNE.
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>>4993673
>□ Use the cards to disrupt the purple sigil, but you don't know what side effect may happen
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>>4993673
>□ Use the cards to disrupt the purple sigil, but you don't know what side effect may happen

Consequences be damned.
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>>4993673
>□ Other (fill in)
Knock over the crates so they cover the teleport circle, time to find out if telefragging is a thing
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>>4994560
I change to this. This anon can think outside the box. No pun intended.
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>>4994560
>>4994905
>inb4 Pedro's brother is the one leading the teleport raid
>inb4 Petunia telefrags him doing this
lmao

>>4993673
>□ Use the cards to disrupt the purple sigil, but you don't know what side effect may happen
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>4994051
>>4994948
>cards
>>4994560
>>4994905
>boxes
Let us consult the fickle winds of fate!
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>>4995073
telefrag time
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>>4995073
With no time to waste, you thought you'll hinder that sigil by throwing a crate on it - it feels too similar to a summoning sigil. With a leap and a swift grab, you throw the crate nearest to it, obscuring the sigil as it traces. But who's this, hidden behind the very crate you just used? You leap back in surprise. "Who?!"
The bald, muscularly mustachioed man who was sitting behind the crate was as surprised as you are. "Err, I am hidink?"
Wait, haven't James told you he encountered such an agent of the Dead Numbers? But as you recoiled from the bald man, the sigil has completed itself. A burst of pinkish-purple light flashes throughout the storeroom, accompanied by a sound akin to a thick sheet of space-time being ripped asunder.
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>>4995176
As the curtain of magical energy dissipates, you realize that your gambit was for naught - it was no ordinary teleportation sigil. Instead of just transporting a single object onto existing space, this particular sigil swaps any and everything that is within its space! This is very evident on the crate you just thrown, and on the very ground itself being different from the goblin storeroom's.
But far more alarming is the fact that there is someone within the circle. Who is that? Metallic synthetic skin glistens in the afterglow.
"My, my, my, my, my. What a reception! I know, I know, there's about to be a flare-up of hostilities and nerves are running high, but that shouldn't stop us from being civil, myes?"
That voice, it can't be -
"Awestruck at my new physical iteration, Petunia dear? Well, I had to promise the Black Badges to help them acquire some things to get it. Which, I believe, those Crossbones nuns have it, myes?"
It's Frank. And he's working with the Black Badges.

>END OF THE LINE
>FOR NOW

>NEW THREAD THE DAY AFTER TOMORROW
>THANK YOU FOR PLAYING
>KONO BANGUMI WA GORAN NO SUPONSAA NO TEIKYOU DE OKURI SHIMASU:
>4CHAN /QST/
>AND (YOU)
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>>4995197
FRANK YOU CUNT WE SHOULD'VE KILLED YOU
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>>4995197
Frank, you sonnovabitch. This is gonna get awkward, isn't it?

Thanks for running, by the way, still lots of fun!
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>>4995197
FRANKUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

Good thread, by the way
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>>4995197
When will Frank have his personality corrupted into Filthy Frank?
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When is James finally going to give Petunia the affection she needs?
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>>4995197
Frank shouldn't be able to chance THIS fucking much, time to beat the crap out of him, and return him to how he was
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>>4995197
Oh, while we wait, thread's archived.
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Gaol%20Quest
Vote if you like the story!
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>>4995501
That entirely depends on you, the audience. I'll even do the most SFW non-fade-to-black lovin' scene if the votes swing that way.

Also unrelated, but pic is a possibility if we chose to be a girl in our very first vote. Jemima Calaca and Patridge Karachov, everybody.
Then again, Patridge's backstory would have become three times creepier.
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>>4996413
It would have.
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>>4996448
Also, i'm not gonna lie, the designs just look weird, in the 'these people are weird' sense.
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>>4996413
Lmao. I could see us husbandoing a socially awkward pedophile.
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>>4996450
They don't look any weirder than the current models imo
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>>4997326
They do. It's something about the designs that make them look like weird people. Especially Patridge, with the hair. Petunia feels normal and good in her sleek, thin body shape. Patridge looks like a weirdo. Which he would be, but it's a different kind of weirdo.
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