"Ugh, you again..."
> Give Kate half of the bezoar just to make her go away
Hey how you doing well I'm doing just fine I lied I'm dying insideReplying to the bloodied journalist, the robot goes, “She had cat ears and a dagger. Was a little busy throwing a table into a big-ass goat to catch anything else.”
Dixon ties the straps of his satchel and throws it over what’s left of his chassis in the abdomen area. “Guess this thorax ain’t gonna fix itself.” He stares at the fire for a while, and observes the fellow throwing punches in the air nearby.
All the combat programming Mel could find and I’ve never seen anyone fight like that, he thinks. Odd.
Turning back to Tiga and the others left by the fireside, he folds his arms. “I’m headin’ out to see about gettin’ ready for round 2 with those holy nightmares. Not expecting any company, but not gonna refuse it either. Take it or leave it.”
> Head back to the sports district and see about weapons and getting fixed
oh, that's why I need this binary mind // ⌘Tiga is angry but not too belligerent to not know his odds alone out in these streets
> Follow the robot
One day you're here, baby / And then you're gone.....I'd glare daggers at Wrath if I could, but unfortunately, he's on my shoulder and I'm not an owl. I consider telling him to screw himself again until just dropping it—though not before sliding a hand across my neck to soothe a sudden prickle.
Magic. Great. I'd only just noticed, but now it was practically everywhere.
>"Oh, give me that," I grumble, still a little chagrined, taking the bottle passed to Frank and plopping down on the pavement with it. It's been a long day, and it's only about to get longer. Might as well distract myself from it.
Well, that’d be jus’ a waste. Why would ya want to deprive the world of such anomaly as yourself?
Always open to sharing avatars and chatting. Can message me for either. (He/Him) Currently watching: BTAS
"Naga von Valse. Just call me Valse."
Protection and power are overrated. I think you are very wise to choose happiness and love. Current avatar: ConniePontius (Taco Badger)
"Hmm, yes," Niles says, looking up towards the ruined building.
"As this is the housing district, there are plenty of suitable houses and apartments in this area. Though this particular building has seen better days, there are plenty of others in much better shape just a short walk away."
Niles leads you through the housing district, until you come upon a much nicer apartment building. He leads you up to the penthouse, where a large, ornate window overlooks the city.
"I do hope this manages to be to your liking."
Linhan (JTTW Lover)'s roll: 3
You climb up to the third floor and toward the wall where the spear is impaled in. It takes a few tries, but you eventually find the right room, and fortunately the window has been broken so you can reach out for the javelin easily.
However... You can't quite seem to reach it. You lean far out of the window and reach for the spear, just barely touching it with the tips of your fingers...
"Hey," Envy says, startling you. "That's a pretty nasty fall. You don't wanna go dying again, do you? There's no second chances this time."
The little demon flies off and takes hold of the javelin, tearing it out of the wall.
"Here," he says, handing it to you. "Not that I care what happens to you or anything. I'd just have no one to taunt if you're a zombie."
Kate vs Cordelia (Elena and Custard)
KATE'S ROLL TO STEAL: 1+1+1=3
CORDELIA'S ROLL TO KEEP: 4
Kate leaps forward and nabs the Bezoar, pulling it out of Cordelia's hands.... But, it seems like Cordelia won't be letting this go so easily. She tears it out of Kate's hands, before lifting up her knee and smacking the rock against it.
A glowing purple crack spreads across the Bezoar's surface, before it splits cleanly in half, its insides looking even grosser than the outsides.
Cordelia, you toss one of the halves to Kate before walking away in a huff.
"Hmm, not bad," Envy admits, before shifting into your brother, Cornelius. "You do know that's gonna affect the Elixir, right though? With only half a bezoar it's only half as potent."
He smirks knowingly.
Regardless, you take a seat around the campfire and pull out your potions kit.
Event roll: 5
You notice some of your herbs are missing, but fortunately it was just the basic ass ones that you never use and have a huge surplus of. Nothing really lost.
You put the ingredients together and get to brewing. It may be a turn or two before it is done.
Aisling (Aveyond)'s roll: 6
ROLL TO DODGE THE ALCOHOL: 5
The zombie groans something unintelligible at you. You lean the bottle over to your lips and start drinking... Jesus christ, that's the good shit. You keep your buzz real well, but don't seem to be getting any drunker.
Unfortunately, your hand slips as you're trying to set the bottle back, and it tips over, spilling all over the counter.
The Undead all turn to look, but they none of them make any motions yet. But.... You really don't like the way they're looking at you.
Yao (Tales of Under)
Roll for Kinsey scale: 1
You're heterosexual. You're pretty certain of it. You've never thought of being with a man, and you were only ever into women in your life.
And yet.... You're not sure. You almost think you might have... felt something there. Surely...? Nah. Unless....?
Dixon and Tiga (Tre and Baisteach)
You arrive at the Sports District, which is lit up with lights, though none of the shops shine brighter than the Coliseum, which rings with the moans of the Undead.
There's all sorts of weapons for sale here. Swords, shields, spears, hammers, axes, daggers, arrows, chains.... Anything you could think of, you can find, and the best part is that even though there are price tags, there are no shopkeepers, so you can literally take whatever you want.
There is even a mechanic shop or two, where Dixon might be able to find parts, or even upgrades.
Everyone Else (+ anyone above who's still in the area)
The rest of you, whether subconsciously or not, start to gather around the fire, exchanging conversation and sharing stories.
Melody recounts a story of her god - Those of you from modern or post-modern times, of course, recognize him as notorious meme and internet icon Shrek; but those of you from further in the past (and also Dave) assume him to be some ancient ogre god whose invocation is truly sacred to the ogres, and whose worship apparently involved being pounded hard in the butt.
After her story is done, Dan clears the air by asking everyone what their plans are once they get out of this place.
Envy whispers in Dave's ear, about how much Valse surely hates him, how all of them do, how they're only tolerating his presence.
Yao is practicing his boxing skills in the background, letting out intermittent exclamations as he battles the air.
Reiss takes a swig from the bottle being passed around, feeling the burn on his throat.
By the smell of the air, you can all tell the goat meat is just about ready.
Once Linhan starts up her potion, the night will move on after everyone is ready (just say in thread when you're ready to move on - once 8-10 people say so i'll start up day 2)
What do you do?
Edited by Afterwards on Jun 11th 2020 at 4:29:36 AM
she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monsterPontius looks around. "This shall do."
Pontius looks out the window and sees the group around the campfire. Part of him wishes he stayed, but he wouldn't want Niles to think he'd made a mistake.
"You can take the bed if you'd like. I'll be contemplating through out the night."
>When/If Niles goes to bed, open the window and practice flying through out the night.
Ready to move on!
Huzzah"I've never had goat before until just now... That was okay."
> Yawn.
"I'm going to sleep..."
>Enter an apartment, go to bed, fall asleep and dream
I'm ready.
Edited by EeveeGirlChey on Jun 11th 2020 at 2:42:50 PM
"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you....""Finally, some nice elixir-brewing before bed... fucking hell, my feet..."
> Make that elixir!
Edited by CustardAndPie on Jun 11th 2020 at 4:12:45 AM
Hey how you doing well I'm doing just fine I lied I'm dying inside>Nearly spit the sip out as soon as I take it. "What is this, dog piss?!" Okay, this obviously isn't doing me any favours. (And hold on, was that priest girl preaching about Shrek...?)
I exhale tiredly and lie back flat, watching the campfire and pressing the heels of my palms into my eyes until flickers of light dance across my vision.
>Wonder where it all went wrong.
Let's gooo
Well, that’d be jus’ a waste. Why would ya want to deprive the world of such anomaly as yourself?
Always open to sharing avatars and chatting. Can message me for either. (He/Him) Currently watching: BTAS
"Well that was not so bad."
> Walk back to the cave and sleep
Ready whenever.
Protection and power are overrated. I think you are very wise to choose happiness and love. Current avatar: ConnieThe robot passes by one tent with weapons strewn about the tent, and did a double take, noticing one that seemed to be whirring, low and with a consistent tone. Dixon waves his had over the table, and among the blades and stabbing implements, an ornate weapon carved of wood and steel appears to lift itself, with Dixon’s hand curling in on it without as much as a thought.
He studies the handle — it’s around the same size as your average lumberjack’s axe, but made of a dark green wood, and adorned with an internal carving in the shape of a spiked snake. The blade was defined by a single outward curve, with a set of runes along the edge and an intricate, scaled pattern on the interior. The whole thing seems to have a dull white glow around it, like a burnt out neon sign, waiting for a chance to shine again.
“Ukonvasara, hammer-axe of the Thunder God. A weapon that doesn’t exist,” Dixon says. “If you’re the genuine article, you’re a long way from home.”
He took a look at the price tag. $25. They must’ve thought it was a fake, he thinks, knocking on the edge and listening to its high, tuning fork-like hum. Even if it is, should still do nicely in a fight. Dixon stashes it in his satchel, which seems to have no trouble holding it despite its small size.
> See what’s in the repair shops and take a breather
yee hawe
oh, that's why I need this binary mind // ⌘Tiga follows the machine into the sporting district, running through the weapons he could use for his journey he eventually finds a wooden war club with metal teeth on one side with the other being a hook club, the handle wrapped in twine.
"This looks familiar....."
With that assertion, thoughts race through his head sending a name to him, a name he is sure is not his, but feels familiar.
"Iehohapata (ieh-HO-ha-pah-tah).......Ieho"
>Continue following the robot
Edited by Baisteach on Jun 11th 2020 at 2:15:10 AM
One day you're here, baby / And then you're gone.....Alright guys! As you're all aware of, I've been spending pretty much all night writing up unique scenes for each of your characters as they discover themselves through dreams.
The full length of all these scenes put together is about three times as long as many of the longer posts in here - as such, i'm gonna divide it up into three different segments, then one more for the start of day 2. This is partly so I can divide my workload into easily digestible portions (since I still need to copypaste everything and reformat it for tvtropes) and so yall can get to reading while i work on the later parts.
Some of you helped me a whole lot with these, so I will also include a special thanks portion for everyone in the last post. Until then, plz remain patient and don't post until it's all done! Thank you!
EDIT: Also forgot to mention, some of these are in a different tense or point of view than the rest of the story - that's by design, don't worry :)
Edited by Afterwards on Jun 12th 2020 at 7:27:49 AM
she magnificent my bastard till i complete on her monster

"Everything.......is..was so...." Tiga muses
"....beautifu-". Tiga pauses at the robot's assertion that he was dissected in the middle of the street.
"Sliced what?!"
Tiga then looks down to find his shirt opened and a wound sealed
"Now who the fuck did this?!"
One day you're here, baby / And then you're gone.....