>>1078488
Maybe they're green because they're candy for real this time.
Go try a tree. Try three, just to make sure.

>>1078488
I wonder if it's Tislomer that changed. She did get her face half-blown off and then magically reformed, after all.
We shouldn't jump to conclusions though. Once she starts mingling with her people we should quickly find out what developments have occurred since we were here last.

>>1078488
When talking to the locals, please confirm that indeed the village is called "Blue trees".

>>1078488
Tislomer is very silly.

>>1078501
True. Maybe she lost that part of her vision.

Before you get to the sex make sure you disinfect that hickey, because mouth germs are no joke

give an appreciative whistle from the view and after a second let your eyes wonder to her wound and ask her if it's still bothering her... Then ask if she has any other scars she's picked up in her travels and the story behind them. What, you're curious about what story she has to share and the fact it lets you look over even more of her body is purely coincidence I assure you.

Lovers and opponents in a fight to the death are similar?
Okay. Taalsen is completely nuts.

And buy a girl drink first, shucks buster. I say we should take it slow and maybe flirt while continuing the cooking chores.

By which I mean blush heavily and stammer some incoherent nonsense and then probably cut yourself on the knife.
Or ask about the scars. That's good, too.

Sinners 2023/12/02(Sat)22:09 No. 1078539 ID: ea857f
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"I carrots... I see! I uh, I can, wow, you're have uhm!" Runi says in what she hopes is a smooth way, "I'm... I, I, wow you healed fast...!"

"oh, yes!" she pulls her shirt off and hangs it over the railing of her tent, "medical wine, plus natural elven healing. past the initial worry of catching something, the wound never worried me. hopefully it'll scar up nicely."

"do you have, uhm, a lot of... them...?" Runi nearly lets the cutting board topple over as her tail refuses to behave. her breath clouds up in front of her face like a smoke bomb as she hyperventilates, she gulps over and over as her mouth waters and the fur on her neck stands on end. she is actually feeling very hot right now despite the cold.

"mmhmm!" Taalsen smiles as she sits back down, "though my skin is too dark to show the small ones properly. I have a few deeper ones on my back, would you like to."

"yes!!" Runi's mouth revolts against her brain. her mouth has always been the most lesbian part of her body. the kobold sets the cutting board down and nearly hops from her chair.

"oh my... you're so eager... good girl~" Taalsen coos, patting her lap. Runi sits in it with zero consideration, and the elf takes her wrists and wraps the jackal's arms around her waist.

"mmm." Taal smiles, "you're so very warm..."

Sinners 2023/12/02(Sat)22:12 No. 1078540 ID: ea857f
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Runi whines softly, hugging the half naked elf tightly as she slides her paws down her back, feeling the crisscross texture of old scars. the kobold shivers, nuzzling her snout into the elf's shoulder, taking in her smell. elves smell amazing... like fresh soil, grass clippings, and a hint of iron. actually, now that she considers it, her nose has always been the most lesbian part of her body.

Taalsen scratches the back of Runi's head lovingly, "how far would you like to go tonight little pup?"

1/4 Buckwheat 2023/12/02(Sat)22:01 No. 1078534 ID: 15a025
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>Get a cup or a small container from somewhere in there (if she's ok with you running to get it) and let her/help her use it to pour the water over her head instead. She won't have to dunk her head that way, but she can still get clean.
Shit, that’s a good idea.
Lana: “How about I get a cup and I can carefully pour some water on ya? I’ll be nice and gentle.”

Kaari: “Eh-ah…yeah, we can try that. Just…knock before coming back in.”

2/4 Buckwheat 2023/12/02(Sat)22:01 No. 1078535 ID: 15a025
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I make a quick trip into the kitchen and-ugh. Please tell me I have clean cups. Please tell me I – YES!

The last cup in the cupboard!

Eugh, yet another thing to clean up later.

3/4 Buckwheat 2023/12/02(Sat)22:01 No. 1078536 ID: 15a025
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I knock on the door and Kaari gives me the okay to come back in.

>Can you lather her face with an appropriate anti flea soap? Spray her face with the showerhead? Tease them out with a fine toothed comb? Trim the fur? Some mix of these?
>Brushie brushie
No combs, my fur is way too thick for them. I’ve got brushes to spare though. I fill up the cup and squeeze the flea shampoo in it.

Lana: “Alright Kaari, I’m going to pour this on you nice and slowly. Do you want me to count down from three?”
Kaari: ”Yeah…”[/smalll]

Lana: “Alright. Three…two…one…”

She tenses up and starts breathing heavily, but not much fussing about.

Lana: “That’s it for the first cup. You doing alright?”

Kaari: [small]”Yeah…”

Lana: “Alright, I’ll try not to get shampoo in your eyes, but try to squint or close them just in case.”
Next up I get to lathering her head and face with shampoo…

4/4 Buckwheat 2023/12/02(Sat)22:02 No. 1078537 ID: 15a025
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Finally after a very thorough rinse and lather session, I think she’s as clean she’s gonna be for now.

I excuse myself for a moment, and take the towel out of the dryer for her.

Kaari: “Thanks again for help Lana. I feel a little a bit better after all of that.”

Lana: “Anything to help out, Kaari.”

Kaari: “Mind giving me a moment to dry off and get dressed?”

Lana: “I think you might wanna borrow some clothes instead. There might be fleas laying around-“

Kaari: “Augh gross! Why’d you have to say that. Good thinking though.”

So…laundry’s up on the chore list. I’ll have to find some clean clothes she can borrow as well.

Shit, what am I going to do? She’s like, three sizes smaller than I am.

>>1078537
Sister, nothing is cuter and better for bonding than your girlfriend wearing your way too big baggy clothes.

Step 1)Get that girl a Tee, some baggy pj pants, and a hoodie.

Step 2)CUDDLE

Step 3)THAT

Step 4)BUNNY!

Don't go yet, stick with Serah! Unless this is the last thread, then Landi.

I'll set some votes on Taranis and Kayk. Taranis because he's close to Rae, and Kayk because I think approaching elven society from the perspective of a dragon has some interesting potential to explore. Humans fear what elves are capable of a group, but dragons are used to being on top of the food chain. That, and I feel that Kayk has the least involvement with upcoming developments, and so I'm trolling Donut by picking the least fitting character for the upcoming thread.

Rae will be having heart to hearts about her quest and lack of desire to kill her brother, and Kayk willbe sitting there thinking of ways to get elves to start coming to her bakery (they like healthy meals, so perhaps if she started selling protein bars... no, the general public wouldn't accept them without some sweetness in them. Alright, but what if she let you order them "elf style", to have all sweeteners substituted with healthy alternatives such as dried fruit? Ooh, that has potential! She should run it by Rae and- oh right, she's still crying about her brother. Maybe later...)

I vote we guide Dotti. If we're going to deal with the Soul-Eaters, we want to micromanage the one Action Survivor who has relevant combat experience and even kills.

>>1078524
A. This story hasn't actually been about a Lazy Fairy for ages. Maybe we should return to that?

>>1078524
A, been forever since we were in Landi land

>>1078290

Are you speaking ill of Batminster Battington?

Curt 2023/12/02(Sat)20:09 No. 1078520 ID: 0fbdcd
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>: immediately scan the room for how the "corpse" could have left
>@mothgirlthing

: Everyone get ready right now.
: What?
: , check everything now!
: Working, chief!
: Wait, hold on!
: Focus! Anything? Anywhere? Can you see it?
: Could be anywhere in these drawers. Could have taken any of the doors.
: Hold on, why are we putting all hands on battlestations? What's the reason?
: All hands here, what? Did someone call for me?
: Shush!!

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Curt 2023/12/02(Sat)20:11 No. 1078521 ID: 0fbdcd
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>: Look closer at the banged-up door
>@Absolucy

Good idea, kid. Get a decent idea of what banged it up.

: Can I get some help here?
: I'm helping, bud.
: Can you scan this? Need full attention, here.
: Can promise you most, at least.
: Sure. And if I project about those motions...
: Got a type A footprint.
: Oh I hate this.
: Anything else? I can't imagine kicking doing this...

Curt 2023/12/02(Sat)20:11 No. 1078522 ID: 0fbdcd
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: More data for you.
: Got it. It's...
: What is it?
: Got a, uh.
: Uhhh...
:
:
: I don't know what this is, bud.
: Sure wasn't something done with movement of limbs and body, I can guarantee you that.
: A severe threat left these tracks.
: Since we're deprived of the protection from our tribe, it'll chase us down and inflict calorically costly wounds or death.
: Worse and worse and worse.

Alright, find out what the Bloodletters can do with their freaky powers. I'm betting something will match up with the damage here.

What's that Grit's looking at? Laptop?

LiterallyJumble 2023/12/02(Sat)19:12 No. 1078515 ID: 7ae8e6
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>Who's the pink OwO though?

Alpha, the girl in the screen. It seems there's a monitor here but the camera is missing, communication isn't currently available with her.

>Don't invade her privacy anymore, just head around the corner to Organic Wing.

...Do you hear something?

we are deaf, though I do see a red light behind you

LiterallyJumble 2023/12/02(Sat)19:45 No. 1078518 ID: 7ae8e6
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...

Is something banging on the door?

knock back?

That's good news because it means it can be finished. The hard part would be figuring out how Osman would have finished it. Which leads to the bad news: the answer is going to be buried in those boxes full of unfinished manuscripts, if it hasn't died with Osman himself. Ready to become a historian, ghostwriting for a ghost?

Anyway thank Devon and tell him it's a bit more than you signed up for, but you'll see what you can do. His father was a fantastic writer, and there's at least a small chance that someone might be able to pull this one off.

I think we can manage with what we've got. Just ask for full permission on behalf of the studio to edit, re-contextualize, and generally overhaul the script. What matters is that it's a great base, and the studio's job is to make it a complete product.

Wait... what's tragology?

No worries, you get it. You want that blip too, some days. Though a lifetime spent teaching doesn't sound like all opportunities missed, per se. Sociology and... tragology, was it? You're not sure you're familiar with the field. Does it relate to study of the classic tragedies?

Hm. There may be pieces of a more complete variant in one of those boxes. There's seldom only one draft as ideas are iterated and developed over time. There could be early notes, abstracts or summaries that could help point the way Jason's story could've gone. Maybe let some other writer pick it up in a way that does the rest some honor.

(Though if Devon got some other writer - say you - to finish the second half, they'd obviously add their own touches, and for movie adaptations the studio will have its due on the cutting floor as well - usually. It also sounds like his son wants his father to gain some recognition out there for the work being his. Might be an issue if you'd want recognition of your own for, like, coming up with half the story, rather than be a ghost author's ghost writer.)

Devon would know best whether there's any hope of that existing, though. You can at least state that the Jason script as-is has captivated you, a fellow tryhard in the literary arts, so his father did good on that one. You're glad to have read it and sad to hear it may lack a second half altogether. Honestly, if the first half shows this much potential... it need not be over yet. For any of Devon's hopes here.

Unless Osman was really poor at sticking landings, it may be many of the rejections of his father's works were more out of a lack of name recognition, of not actually reading the application properly (all too easy if it got sent in semi-incomplete and old/oddly structured formats, seeing as his son just took copies of what was there and sent it in), or unwillingness to try unique-ish a

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As bitter as the situation here might seem. It might cheer Devon up a bit if you gush a bit over how much you liked that one script.

Ask and see if maybe he'd like to get together on another call sometime and discuss maybe coming up with an ending his father would be proud of.

Tell them you are the spirit of the well. Ask them if there are any other survivors.

"You should know me. Were you not the one who wished to be taller?"

>>1078494
>>1078493
These seem suitable. Considering their warranted stress level, they can be spared at least one warning.

>>1078492
Not our beautiful coins! Besides, who will they buy from? The soldiers?

You mean no harm. The spear is yours by right of combat, but you would trade it for some coin. You can offer other services in exchange for coin too, like leading them away from the army or finding them something safe to drink. (Do not drink the soldiers' water, by the way.)

Wow uh, wish granted!

Guess it's been quite a few years since Wulfa stopped by.

Can you speak? If not, present your belly for them and make this expression: owo

>>I have a debilitating compulsion to think about cocks at any given moment.
Boy howdy I feel that some days.

>>Can you tell me if you see a really hot guy?
Absolutely. What's your type?

Hey, since we're still in your gutter thoughts, you ever managed to do the dirty and convince some boy to let you deposit an olive in im'? Or receive something instead?

Oh and speaking of that, what's your pref, top, bottom, or switch?

Stick your dick in the End!

>Can you tell me if you see a really hot guy?
Yes, I'm looking at you right now, a ha ha.

Since you're at a loose end, think about where you would like to be right now. A sandy beach, dense jungle, teeming city? Specific goals can come later, for now just figure out what vibe you're going for.

If you want money, and like cocks, why can't we be a gigalo? Are we worried love will turn into work? Why not be a stripper instead! You could do it. Or we could be a pimp, but we need more strength for that.

If not, we'll have to venture into some other sort of enterprise. Does this place have a tipping culture? If so, it could be a trap, but being a waiter could be good.

Still, you need to improve your stats, GET JOGGING!

For someone thinking about dongs so much you don't look like you got a boner.

(2/5) OMNI 2023/12/01(Fri)22:38 No. 1078442 ID: d20702
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You wisely set the topic aside for now as you set up the game plan in your mind. You don't want to start pulling teeth.

"Alright, I'll accept your help. Call me Vex."

"Eiko. What kind of name is Vex?"

You don't entertain the question, "Anyway, if we're going to do this, it still has to look like I'm dead first. If they know the mission failed, that makes you a coward at best and a traitor at worst."

You remove your jacket from your INVENTORY and gesture for her to lean forward. She catches your meaning quick and reluctantly obeys as you put it over her shoulders. Eiko's pupils are as black as pits when the scent envelops her.

Instinctively, you stare back, "Even if they don't just kill you, any attempt to talk a way into the compound on my behalf can go up in smoke. If you keep this on, it'll give you more credibility. Only Julien knows my scent enough to recognize me."

Her eyebrows raise, "How..."

You laugh and look around at the car dash since you haven't been looking at it closely, "Nah, he's not my type." A certain someone comes to mind. "But we've spoken enough times alone, I've rarely made deals with just his goons."

"You really have been around. Where do you get your stuff anyway? I've seen some of the magic in person but it's still hard to believe that..."

Her words start to fade as you head down the street. Only one thing stays on your mind.

(3/5) OMNI 2023/12/01(Fri)22:38 No. 1078443 ID: d20702
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>a visual disguise if more than a single guy knows your face

The only ones that know your actual face and have spread it are the ANGELS. They're not too bad to deal with if it's not your ARCHANGEL around. Unless there are some RELIGIOUS ZEALOTS among the WOLF BITES, you'll worry about that later. For now, the facemask will have to do. And besides your eye color, you can't shapeshift your face adeptly or you'll end up with three nostrils instead. Or something less human.

For your deals, you always wear a SHOPKEEPER mask. It's ENCHANTED to obscure your features and dampen your scent. You took it off after the bust and don't wear it in public since it's very visually striking.

Not even Julien has seen your face in person.

(4/5) OMNI 2023/12/01(Fri)22:38 No. 1078444 ID: d20702
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You eat in the car after going through the WCDONS drive thru. Thankfully, that giftcard had enough change to spare after your order too.

And with the cosmos as your witness you are fucking this burger up.

Eiko watches you with both disgust and envy, "You know, you'll have to uncuff me eventually," she leans forward with more desperation than earlier, "At least feed me a fry or something! This is torture! Torture!"

You take a few more bites before mercifully feeding her some of the fries, "So, what's the layout of the compound?"

Half your fries are gone by the time Eiko answers and you squint at her, "It used to be an office building. About four floors with the crab on top. He usually isn't in the crab, but his office is in the very top floor."

Kings do love their towers. At least your wounds have stitched back together and some sensation has returned to your numb limbs. You clench your fingers a couple of times to make sure.

(5/5) OMNI 2023/12/01(Fri)22:39 No. 1078445 ID: d20702
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"How's the security?"

"Two guards at every entrance. The most people hang out on the first floor and the underground garage. The second floor is where the main supplies are kept and the third floor is the books area. There aren't really people on the third floor except dispatchers and counters. I know the vault is on the fourth floor, but I haven't seen it or Julien's office in person."

She gestures, "Most of the gang are out right now collecting, but they'll be coming back in waves once it's evening. And they're probably expecting my call now."

Apparently, it's 4PM. You could technically wait until tomorrow to settle things, maybe prepare better, and have less of a risk of more people showing up. Your AW will likely be charged up by then and you could make a quick escape.

Though you have many options. Strangers are generally welcome if they're coming in for loans, so you could pretend to be one that Eiko found. You could also sneak in instead while she works as a distraction.

Eiko's ability to PERSUADE the gang not to suspect anything is also a loose factor. Her status is only slightly better than a grunt but still a newbie.

Ah, that reminds you.

As you draw up your plans, you look at her more pointedly, "I forgot to ask. Did they tell you to stay in the car or did you choose to stay?"

It's quiet. She stares at you. 1 second, 2 seconds, 5 seconds.

Her ears lower and the words come out low, "I told them I'd stay and call back up if needed. I had a bad feeling."

Hmm...

Eiko has good instincts. She'll value her life more than anything depending on the situation and would be able to sense danger. You'll have to take this into account in your plans.

Hit his piggy bank. If he can't pay his army, they'll ditch him, forcing him to confront you if you start destroying what you can't carry.

Plan A: Pretend you're a double-dealer who Eiko arrogantly caught on her own. She'll demand to be taken to the upper floors, and while they argue, detonate a load-bearing wall and flee. Loot what remains afterwards.
Plan B: Make your way up to the third floor, neutralize all guards as quietly as you can. Then slowly plant explosives or charge spells and hit the vault from below.
Plan C: Fight your way to the vault, use heavy artillery to blast it open, destroying most of the contents. Salvage what you can, then flee and watch as the boss' army abandons him.

JNET, open the trap up. Compensate the owners if they're still alive.

>>1078339
Isn’t the floor inside of those things really sticky so that whatever pest goes inside gets stuck and starves to death?

What if whoever used to live here didn't know that when they hung up their laundry? We might find a dead body stuck to the floor if we go in there.

Investigate a mystery?

How could you resist!

Peek inside, but don't step in without first checking that the floor isn't sticky.
It's possible the glue dried up or something, but give how long some stuff has lasted in this place, it shouldn't be assumed.

Those kind of traps just hold poisoned bait and are shaped that way to keep big pets from eating the bait. The only glue traps I've seen have just been an open tray of sticky glue.

I wonder why only a fraction of the elemental types enter our plane, or is it only rare that a "math" elemental does so (and is noticed)
it feels weird (at least I imagin Miki would feel so) that both elementals and fey seem to have some preference to this plane, when the reverse is mostly untrue

>>1078189
Looks like Gabe's enjoying the big ol flame lizard pressing him into the grass.

The question is how complex the overlying conflict is. Generations of black-ops agents warring over a childish spat between two overgrown gods is nothing honorable to write about.

So, Wraithe and Cauldera had to fight for their lives as kids, but it was a natural process for most rather than an endless war for some.

The Elemental Plane and the Perception Range from Awful Hospital are the same place.

Hrm, didn't we come here for a reason?

>>1078358
A. Hammerspace

>>1078362
>Oh and while nobody's looking shrink down to her size and give her a surprise kiss
>>1078366
>Also, a hug.
We can't shrink down to Donna's size when we're not transformed. That would probably require getting Size Shifting to it's maximum rank in order to get that small when not transformed.

We can get close to her size, but we'd still be pretty big compared to her.

>>1078368
tension stats says here https://questden.org/wiki/Tension_Stats
>Out of suit size can shift between 30cm(min) and 300cm(max)

the smallest we can currently get out of suit is about a foot size. Donna might still be smaller than us, but not by much at our smallest size, maybe waist to chest level. I think we'll still be small enough to hug her at 30cm <3

>>1078366

Yes to hug and kiss, and yes to A. Hailey can already get the people around her horny without dust.

Make sure to assure Donna that you'd never ask her to do something that makes her uncomfortable, and that you completely respect her feelings about combat. You won't ask her to join, and you don't want her to feel bad because of that. Knowing everything you do now, you'd still give her the telekinesis, no strings attached. If it helps her to live her life and be independent here, then that's more than enough.

Hammerspace is the most adaptable.

>>1078358
A. Hammerspace!

Only shrink if you're positive nobody else is watching!

Close in on the mech with your improvised shield. Do it fast before the missles hit, then throw the shield into the path of the missiles. Use the explosion as cover to drop some grenades at your friend's feet. Make like you're going to beam saber them, to keep their eyes off the ground, then boost back before the grenades explode.

What's inside the train? We could drop down to attack the heavy from bellow.

Silence 2023/12/01(Fri)06:23 No. 1078391 ID: ed041d
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>>1078354
This is a sim so the train is empty, you drop down through the hole you've made, avoiding the missiles, boosting to where your radar says the heavy is.

What's your next action?

Beam uppercut!

Stab em in the foot!

Well, then. I'll just continue the session and get rid of the stuff that's in there after.
Why, I might even hand it over to internal affairs. I'm sick of this job and of sinking further and further into those films, further and further into being stuck with you.

Alright, how do I get rid of the psychologist then, without looking suspicious? If we just leave for the special place now, they'll follow us and we'll lead them right to it.

A, obviously. Going back just means being stuck in the inn until the weight of vines crushes it. This is the only way forward.

((The next update will be in a new thread, since this one has started to take a while to load. A link will be posted here leading to the new thread when it goes live. Please continue to leave suggestions here until then!))

Keep going. You've come so far. You have people to save.

Huh, just noticed you keep two eyes closed at all times. Is that some sort of special Oracle training? Your top eyes are extra sensitive to spiritty stuff? Just don't want to make miss two-eyes back there feel inadequate? Because she's got twice as many mouths, so she shouldn't feel put out.

No idea which way you should go.

A)Keep Going
I'm excited for the clean new thread!

We have seen that Madame is allowing this votary greater leeway than usual, adopting an approach of self-directed learning: he is expected to discover the bounds by overstepping them. Additionally, you have stated that you have developed no desire to be more than an observing presence; surely, having made no request for assistance, Madame is not expecting you to intervene.

The best course of action is to direct Rama's attention back to Madame with a subtle glance her way. This will remind him that it is not to a humble servant, but to Madame's perfection he must look to for guidance. Perhaps it will convince him that there is a reason there is a word on the nature of punishment still in his ears. If your glance draws Madame's attention to you, then Madame will have an opportunity to make any wishes for you known.

Try not to imagine what it would feel like to be marked with Madame’s lipstick

Make a :| face and then try to read Jupiter’s face. Surely he knows that maybe this one might not know this rule? Is he testing him? Is this an intentional lesson?

Arch an eyebrow, maybe flare your nostrils slightly. an expression of subdued disapproval, both at what he's asking and that he's asking it of you. then go back to watching Jupiter. maybe he'll get the hint and pay better attention to them. even if not it'll be more pleasant to take in her form.

Convey it.
He's asking for help, which is it's own form of vulnerability. He's not experienced in being openly vulnerable, and this means a lot to him.

>>1078226
>What do we need to make bigger air tanks? Other metals?
Iridium-alloy catalysts, monolaminate graphite filter membranes, fiddly high-precision moving parts like compression transducers and vortex-ring centrifugal separators.
>If so, can we see if any needed supplies are in the abandoned city?
>rolled 20, 17
First building Jett checks appears to have been a retailer specializing in welding supplies and/or diving equipment. Wall safe in the back office even has a small iridium ingot. After an hour's work you've gathered $5000 worth of the necessary type of parts, from which large personal air tanks (10 lb, 36 hour capacity) require only $40 each.

>So, question is whether "search and rescue" caused the hazard, or tried to fix it. Something fell, hit the area and left a crater- then people build a city near it, but alien forces from another plane came to clean up?
"We don't know that the 'search and resuce' team weren't a more local invasion." Yrja points out. "It might also help to try and date the lake crater."

>Wall safe in the back office even has a small iridium ingot.
>Probably needed somebody else's help to get the wall safe open, though.
"I'd offer, but I didn't pack a space suit." says Rarii.

rolled 13, 6, 20, 15, 11, 8, 20, 12, 14, 9, 4, 18, 12, 2, 9, 10, 10, 2, 4, 17 = 216

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>Improbable salvage of vast wealth
"And the forces of probability have begun simping for our anomalous reality. Wonderful. Okay, run an operational-standard fabrication for personal air tanks, twelve total, and don't let anyone edit the design."

Seeing as how there's mountains of loot for the taking and preventing this would cause riots, Tai'lisha allows temporary access for the rest of the party, but opts to only let one scavenging party out at a time. She'll also do perimeter scouting with her rifle.

Waffle is still asleep.

rolled 14, 20, 1, 17, 8, 7, 2, 15, 9, 9, 1, 6, 18, 11, 16, 11, 1, 13, 16, 18 = 213

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>diving equipment
Can we check what gasses are stored in the air tanks? That could tell us if the atmosphere was always like this, or if some disaster changed things.

>"I'd offer, but I didn't pack a space suit." says Rarii.
Fortunately VR gloves enable tactile feedback through a remote-piloted scoutbot.
>Can we check what gasses are stored in the air tanks?
>rolled 14, 20
Can't readily find any previously-filled tanks, but there's a dry ice condenser which seems to have ruined itself by running too long unattended. Rarii's knowledge of fine metalworking (aided by temporarily attaching the micro-manipulator toolbench to a scout drone's accessory hardpoint) reveals that surface coatings on its intake manifold - and, presumably, interior - were ill-suited to resist corrosion by the current mix of organosulfides.
> That could tell us if the atmosphere was always like this, or if some disaster changed things.
May have originally been designed for use in an oxidizing atmosphere, possibly even one you'd be able to breathe without special equipment.
> "It might also help to try and date the lake crater."
Aquatic scout bot sent to investigate sediments a few hundred feet down discovers that the lake is apparently meromictic - very unusual, especially given the amount of water flowing in and out - with some sort of thin, fragile iridescent membrane all across the chemocline.
> rolled 1, 17
Thin and fragile enough, in fact, that it proves remarkably difficult to collect useful samples from. There are, however, some upright panels on a ridgeline east of town with almost exactly the same absorbtion spectra. At first glance you'd assumed billboards for advertising or propaganda, since they line up with streets... but they're blank, and nothing else anywhere nearby seems to be made of the same dishwater-gray crystalline

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Jormun.

What happens when the portal stabilizes? Does it close? Well, we can get down to the ground by turning the dampeners off and on repeatedly. Or... lowering their power output?

He probably is a robot! In fact he probably is a flying ship! That's what a vessel is, right? He's so cool!

Jormun seems to be a suitable name.

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>>1077761

a combination of these two. Let her know you get grumpy in mornings, and you need your personal space. the push was just a warning

also, ask where be Abdle?

Absurdity DeVoid 2023/11/21(Tue)14:26 No. 1077786 ID: dc13c4
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I am sorry for this interruption but I would like to ask mainly the participants of the quest to give me their feedback and fill out the satisfaction survey. That is if you are up for it.

https://questden.org/kusaba/questdis/res/140583.html

Absurdity DeVoid 2023/11/29(Wed)06:24 No. 1078270 ID: ca7ffc
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Possible answers to the question that was asked:

A) Go first at the councils meeting.

B) Go first to see the village leader.

C) Go first to meet the young stranger.

D) Go first to meet the little girl.

E) Go first to meet the three monster strangers.

Go first to meet the little girl, out of of all the people that want to see us she seems like the most out of place and maybe it would be for the best if she didn't stay here for too long. Her or the three monsters are my nominations on who to come towards.

Little confused. Options 3 and 4 were not mentioned? Well regardless. Strategy says meet with the village leader so we can discuss that with the council. HOWEVER seeing as how this place is all about magic and myth "little girl" has my secret-test-of-character senses going off. Does it still work if we figured out it's a secret-test-of-character or is it invalidated? Well either way see her first we'll just explain it as making sure even the lowest subject is of value to us. Er for PR purposes of course.