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Your Message: Smilies [get more]	[quote="A_Mi_Manera" pid='4926' dateline='1584570453'] [img]https://i.imgur.com/IaYb2y9.png[/img] Charon: I See you pee, whatever. I don't know what that is and I don't care. [b]Hickory snickers.[/b] Charon: I was raised in the horror well infested woods. I don't know what your talk of taps and narcs is all about but I know how to break and fry any creature put on this earth. Hickory: So now you're a tough guy, country boy? What woods we talking? Charon: Wonder. Fenton: I don't know any wonder woods.... Hickory: Same. You're clearly not from where we came so we'll give you the benefit of the doubt on one condition. Charon: Yeah? Hickory: Take us back to your folks, we gotta know you're legit. Charon: How do I know I can trust you? [img]https://i.imgur.com/0JB2QYS.png[/img] Hickory: You can't really. Fenton: Besides, I already gauged you. There's three of you on the train and another waiting for you after this ride. Um... sorry for that but it's a precaution. I don't wanna get caught in some trouble from a stranger offering free drinks like that... thank you for that by the way.  [b]You examine his face, he's a fiend too. He must have the same gauging sight like yours.[/b] Hickory: Alternatively you can prove you're good in a scrap. I'll take you on nice and easy and if you can show you're worth we'll back off and let you do your thing.  Fenton: Hick, you're gonna hurt him... Hickory: If he knows better he'll make this easy and take us back. Promise we won't hurt your folks if they're just passing by though.   [hr] New Poll system, vote to progress the story. [url]https://www.quiz-maker.com/poll2800015x1F714E85-82[/url] [hr] [/quote]
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Posted by MarxzVulpez - 09-30-2021, 08:09 AM

Would trying to use Geezer's Radio to contact Erica take too long? we could ask the room number and it would help stop bringing a whole lot of unwanted attention to ourselves (let's just hope that neither of them are super heavy sleepers)

Posted by Shifter55 - 09-10-2021, 09:12 PM

Yeah, go help Hickory with maybe some rooms with seperate beds, Fenton can walk with you and discuss. Main things I can think of talking about is if there's any giveaways for cult members, one you encountered had a fancy outfit by the looks of things. Otherwise, we need to find Arabis, both for talking about what to do and training.

Posted by skinstealer - 09-10-2021, 06:31 PM

ask what you can even Do against the church, where you can hide, and probably help check the larger doors that hickory hasn't gotten to yet- pissing people off sucks but this is kind of a dangerous situation

Posted by ThreadLurkingComorant - 09-09-2021, 08:57 PM

Charon: Still don't think I really get it. If that's someone important and you didn't kill them, why are you wearing them like that? Doesn't make a lick of sense honestly...  Styx: It's a longer story than I'd like to explain at the moment but I promise you there is... or at least was a pragmatic reason. I'll tell you this much however, you and I really aren't that different when it comes to it. A serpent hiding behind a rabbit and a monster in the shape of a cute, harmless little dog.   Charon: Don't call me harmless.  Styx: Mostly harmless.   Charon: That doesn't make me feel better.   Styx: No, but embrace that while you can. A destroyer like you? Bound to eventually run into the type of power to become king one day. Can't say how much you'd like that really though, it's a miserable occupation.   Charon: Wouldn't be for me really.  Styx: I figured as much, not here or now at least. I think if things reach the point where it needs to happen you'll grow into the role.  Charon: Feels awfully foreshadowing and cryptic...   Styx: Big words, I can tell you paid attention in class. The type who likes to read.  Charon: I do my studies, I guess... you were some sort of king yourself I think?  Styx: Somewhat.  Charon: Would you do it again? Like, would you go back to where you came, do it all over?  Styx: I think so, a much kinder rule if I could but I doubt I'll get the chance. Don't think it would help me.    Charon: Why not?  Styx: In the eyes of the people I was incredibly guilty... and I think, in the end, no punishment could make up for my mistakes. Styx: Hopefully I have more value now than I had before, I think a loser like me certainly has merit as a blueprint on how to dethrone a tyrant. Useful information coming up really, though it makes me wish I had died in the initial revolt so I’d be remembered at least a little fondly.  Charon: You were really that bad?  Styx: A story for next time fate puts us in the same room. Must admit I'm counting on you quite a bit to overcome a lot right now, but I wouldn't hedge my bets on someone I didn't think could make good on their end of the bargain. You will know your potential and you'll pay me back when the time comes.  Charon: We'll see I guess.  Styx: I'm counting on you, and so is everyone else. Don't underperform. Now hurry and wake up, you've got both friend and foe approaching your room quickly. I hope you're prepared.  Charon: Prepared for what?  Styx gives you a light shrug as he starts to fade into the distance, melting into the darkness of the shop the two of you were just in.  You find yourself pulled toward the light, making out a knocking on the door.  You jolt up, your heart racing from moving so suddenly while your brain tries to piece together things through a groggy haze.   You lumber toward the door. You can't quite make out the conversation on the other end quite well. You look through the peephole on the door and see your two new friends from yesterday.  Geezer's voice chimes through.  Geezer: Who's banging like that?  Charon: Think it's Hickory and Fenton...  Geezer: Who?  Charon: Don't think you got much of an introduction to them, the two other kids?  Geezer: Ah, those two. Yeah, you kinda just hung out with them yesterday.  The knocks get increasingly loud and insistent. You pull the door a crack, enough to peek outside.   Fenton: Stop doing that! You're gonna get us kicked out!  Hickory: It worked right? Someone answered.   Fenton: You didn't even know if that was the right room....  Hickory: It's fine. Hey kid, we’re in a bit of an urgent situation.   Geezer slides down the bunk bed ladder.   Geezer: Urgent?   Fenton: Yeah. We got a bit of word and you and your family need to bail quick. Like, now.   Hickory: Seriously, where's the others?  Charon: Uh.... I don't remember the room. Geezer?  Geezer: I wasn't paying attention like that... Probably one of the bigger one, gramps wouldn't fit in anything else.  Fenton: Okay well... we'll figure it out.   Hickory: I'm on it.  Hickory stormed down the hall toward the larger spaces and started knocking on each of the doors one by one.   Fenton: Jesus....  Geezer: Who?  Charon: Don't worry about it, so tell us what's going on?  Fenton: Right so uh.... I guess we got a tip about the church around here planning to investigate a group of "glowing eyed newcomers." who just showed up in town yesterday and that sounds a lot like you folks. I guess someone bumped into an official.  Charon: Ah... I think that was me.  Fenton:.... you uh, do anything that might've got their eye on you?  Charon: Not really, one of their officials just helped me find my way over here and handed me a book.  Fenton takes a good look at you.  Fenton: You're a fiend... at least a little bit anyway.   Charon: I guess, yeah.  Fenton: Okay cool, same here. How much you know about it?  Charon: Not all that much, bits and bobs over the years but hard finding anything consistent and I'm kinda just barely learning how this whole thing really works...  Fenton: Alright so a lot to fill you in but basic gist is the church has a bit of a fascination with folks like me and your family. That's not a good thing, trust me.   Geezer: So like....  Fenton: Like in a weaponizing way-  You both can hear Hickory in the background arguing with a poor guest who's been awakened rudely by their door slamming.   Charon: Should... should we help him there?  Geezer: Looks like a bit of trouble there....  Fenton: They... got this I think.   Geezer: Yeah, uh... I dunno about that.  Fenton: They've bailed themself out of worse. Anyway no, they use fiends for all sorts of messed up stuff.  Charon: Like?  Fenton: Supersoldiers, hosts for aging officials, brainwashing, pretty bad stuff?   Charon: Yeah, no kidding...  Fenton: People who enter that church never come out the same. They either end up being left husks, being transformed beyond recognition, or spending the rest of their days powdering their noses so they can look pretty in public when "recruiting" newcomers.  Charon: And nobody's done anything?  Fenton: Plenty have, most folks don't want to be confrontational though and they like to make public displays enough that people tend to keep it to themselves anyway.  Charon: That doesn't stick right with me.  Fenton: Trust me, it doesn't with anyone. Now on paper you'd think people would be willing to throw hands more right? Moment you step into this world, you get all sort of untapped supernatural potential but uh...  Charon: But...?   Fenton: But folks who already have it only get stronger, and the church made a point of gathering them up either through promising comfort or dragging them kicking and screaming until there's only enough of a person left for their proxy to exist.   Fenton: When those folks die, they use some sort of wicked device to store their proxies for later use. The good ones are given to officials to buff them up as a "Reward" for their dedication. Sometimes they experiment by making all sorts of chimera out of them...  Charon: You must've had an awful streak of bad luck if you found all that out in only a couple weeks of living here.  Fenton: You're gonna find out quickly that a week in here isn't a week in your or my world. A day in here is a lot longer and there's not really a natural shift of day and night, just perpetual sundown.   Charon: Ah....  Fenton: Yeah.... anyway, we should uh.....  The two of you look over as Hickory is being scolded over yet another bad guess.  Fenton: We should probably help, figure out a plan, maybe answer some questions while we got time.

Posted by Shifter55 - 05-19-2021, 12:12 AM

If he had a choice, would he go back into that kind of instituition, even as a ruler?

Posted by skinstealer - 05-18-2021, 09:27 PM

what was the wish he wanted to fulfill? if he didn't kill that corpse, why does he wear it?

Posted by ThreadLurkingComorant - 05-12-2021, 09:32 PM

Charon: So uh...  Styx: Yes? You can be blunt, I got a good feeling about what you're gonna ask.  Charon: Are you some kind of evil spirit?   Styx: I wouldn't say so, though the concept of winner's history absolutely has vilified me in time I suppose. I'm just... someone in a pickle who sees an opportunity to get out of it.  Charon: Why should I trust you?  Styx: I gave you the power you need to survive with pretty few consequences didn't I? My only condition is you get me out of this world, doesn't matter how or where as long as I'm back in the realm of the physical again.  Charon: I don't know how to really do that...   Styx: You'll find a way, you got that killer vibe.  Charon: What do you mean?   Styx: I've met kids like you before. Got a big old heart but hands of murder you know?   Charon: I really don't.  Styx: My point is you'll do great, maybe too great. Gotta keep yourself in check before you start busting entire worlds.  Charon: I'm 14, you're asking a lot.   Styx: Maybe, but you give me a really good gut feeling.  Charon: What's your brain say?  Styx: You got a good 50/50 to get us both out of here alive and well, but that's way better than nothing so I'll take it.   Charon: What are you anyway? You can't show me your true form?   Styx: I can, just trust me when I say you'd probably be more comfortable with the rabbit. Most people are.  Charon: I'm sure it's not that bad.    Styx: It's pretty grotesque, the mouth just unhinges and I come crawling out.  Charon: That sounds cool.   Styx: I am literally wearing someone's corpse like a suit, you don't want this.  Charon: You killed a bunny?  Styx: Not this one.   Charon: But you did kill a bunny.   Styx: Many actually but that's not the point-  Charon: Are you going to kill Geezer?   Styx: No. You sure ask quite a few questions and I hate most of them.  Charon: If you want to build up trust, I need to know who you are, right? And right now you're just giving me bad energies. The kind that screams "I'm about to sell my soul."   Styx: You think so lowly of me? How I've fallen.... I guess if we're doing this though, your point's fair. Where would you like me to begin?  Charon: Anywhere's good.   Styx: Hmmm... well to start off, I'm not all that different from you and your family.   Charon: You're a fiend?   Styx: Mm... and a powerful one at that. A true avenging spirit really. Back home I was a hero of the people, one who overthrew a tyrant god and took his place. Obviously though that didn't last which is why I'm here in front of you now.  Charon: What happened?  Styx: A lot of complications, there is no one defining point to where it went wrong but rather many that piled up. Truth be told I didn't want to be the one on the throne....  Charon: Then why'd you do it?  Styx: To fulfill a wish for someone quite dear to me.... one who took good care of me and set me on the right path. I could not allow their dreams to die so I continue to live on for them. I hesitate to show you my true form because theirs is the face I want people to remember.  Charon: I'm sorry for bugging you so much about that...  Styx: You couldn't have known. I don't take any of it personally. I just hope that you'll never have to carry the burden of living on for someone else. Anyway do you have anything else to ask?  You feel yourself starting to wake up a little. This might be your last chance to ask about anything for a bit.

Posted by Lilium Mortem - 03-03-2021, 09:39 PM

are you evil? if you are you have to tell me, it's the law. also what exactly are you? you said you couldn't show me, but could you tell me?

Posted by ThreadLurkingComorant - 03-03-2021, 06:15 PM

Your eyes grow heavy.   You find yourself crashing really quickly.    You're in front of a window, the outside surrounded by warm clouds and a cold woods.    You recognize this place immediately. It's the entrance hall to the old Judgment house.   You would wake up early each morning to meet your grandmother whenever she had to go out for late night work.   You were always worried considering the type of job she had. Though it was normally just watching out for the neighborhood, you couldn't help but worry if one day a actual creature just walked into town.   Not that you didn't think she could handle herself but...   It's a creeping thought you don't like much...   You can see her pass by the window in her full cloaked outfit. It's intimidating but you always thought it looked cool.    She unlocks the door. You hear it creek open as she steps in. You rush toward the entrance quickly to greet her.    Charon: Grandma!   Grandma Judgment: Morning kiddo, brought you something from work. Let me get settled in and we can talk a bit. Can you take this for me?   She hands you her hat. You shuffle over and put it on the little rack she always keeps it on when she isn't wearing it. Your eye catches a detail you never really thought about before, the tarot cards attached to the band around the hat. One is identical to yours.. Death. The other two are unfamiliar.   Charon: Hey Grandma, what's with the cards around your hat?   Grandma Judgment: Eh, it's not a super exciting thing. Just a little piece of decor from a long long time ago... I'll tell you that story when you're older I think.    Charon: You can't tell me now?   Grandma Judgment: It'd be a little much to tell you now....   She looks at your face, a little fixated on your left eye. You blink.   Charon: Is something wrong?   Grandma Judgment: Nah. Just thinking a little. Anyway nothing too exciting happened, just a case of troublesome wild life wandering around town. We were able to shove it back into the woods fine.    Charon: What was it exactly?   Grandma Judgment: Just a little bitty dino. They're pretty harmless.. well, to an adult anyway. You're still small enough that the thing could topple you over.   Charon: I could take it on if I tried.   Grandma Judgment: I'm sure you could take on a lot of things, doesn't mean I want you risking yourself to prove it.    Charon: Wouldn't be that much of a risk.   Grandma Judgment: Mm... well still, I rather you be able to enjoy your time as a kid than spend the day healing in bed if something goes wrong. You only get that once you know?   Charon: Guess so....   She walked toward the kitchen and put down a box in there. She reached for the knife in the shelf   Grandma Judgment: Hey, you mind doing me a favor later?   Charon: Yeah?   Grandma Judgment: I know you like going to the witch's shop often. I'll give you money to pick me up a couple of demon horns.   Charon: Like... De'monares?   Grandma Judgment: Yeah. Need them for a job.    Charon: I can do that. What are they for?   Grandma Judgment: Gonna spend a week overseas next month. Plaza, big event for knights going on there. Got invited for a panel, gonna have Uncle Virgil watch over you while all that's going on. You remember him right? The cat?   Charon: Yeah, he's cool I guess..   Grandma Judgment: You guess?   Charon: I mean... I'll miss you the whole time.   Grandma Judgment: You'll be fine. I'll remember to call every night if you’re really worried about me that much. Charon: You promise?   Grandma Judgment: Yeah. I'll give you updates on stuff. It'll be 6 days, hope that's alright.   Charon: Mm...    She cuts off the bindings on the box and slides the tag along. It's labeled "ORDER: Erichtho D. Judgment. Qt: 1  TOTAL: 6.99"   She opens up the packaging. It's a cheesecake.    Charon: Is that the surprise?   Grandma Judgment: Sure is. Figure I'd bring you a treat since you wake up early all the time to keep me company.    She cuts you a slice and places it on a little plate for you. She hands it to you with a fork.    You wait for her to serve herself before taking a bite. It's wonderful, very rich and sweet and with a little bit of  strawberry syrup running through inside.    Grandma Judgment: You like that?   Charon: Mmhmm! Thank you.   Grandma Judgment: Why don't you talk to me?   You ponder your words a little carefully...    Charon: What do you do if you're somewhere far away, and you don't know how to get back home?   Grandma Judgment: Weird question but... I guess you just think about home the whole trip back, so you don't lose your way you know? Think about all the people who miss you... think about how happy everyone will be to end up back together again. Whenever I go on my trips I think about you, the town, and the old Judgment house so even when it gets hard, I got a sense that I got somewhere to return to.    Charon: Even when your life's in danger?   Grandma Judgment: Especially. I wanna spend my final days quietly and surrounded by family. Getting done in by some punk is the last thing I'd want. Course I have to retire sooner or later I guess... practically am from the super big stuff but experienced knights get called in for all sorts of events so I'm milking that while I can.   She pulls out some cash from her pocket and slides it across the table toward Charon.    Grandma Judgment: On a side note, can you go in early? After you're done with your slice of course. I wanna make sure I got that cleared up before I take the day off.    You can't help but smile.   Charon: You're staying home? Like, you're not just gonna nap and go back out there?   Grandma Judgment: Unless there's an emergency, nope. Last night was a whole lot of nothing so I need a bit of rest you know? Don't take too long, we can watch some TV together and talk when you get back.   Charon: Mm! Of course! You hurry to finish up your cheesecake. You don't get too many chances like this so you plan to make the fullest of this opportunity. You pocket the cash.   Charon: Anything else you want me to grab while I'm out there?    Grandma Judgment: Cola. I could use a little dose of caffeine.    Charon: Gotcha.   You start heading toward the door.    Grandma Judgment: Stay safe out there alright? Love you kiddo.   Charon: Love you too grandma, I'll be back quick!   You step out and feel the nice breeze. You feel like you've been away from these woods for a good while....   You make a sprint for town, sticking to the cleared path the entire way. You make it to a tiny little building just on the edge of everything, the entrance labeled "Witching Accessories." The area you're in is pretty big on magic stuff and tourists passing by especially love it.    Though it's usually open early, you give them the courtesy of knocking just to be sure since you can't see anyone inside through the window.    The door creaks open.  Rather than the usual bird however there's a vague mammal-like man handling the store, possibly a new employee?   Charon: Good morning!    ???: Good morning, here to pick up some uh... horns?   Charon: Mmhmm! How'd you know?   ???: Just intuition I suppose... I can get you them in a minute.   Charon: Thank you! Are you new?   ???: You can say that. The name is Styx.    Charon: My name's Ch-   Styx: Charon, I'm familiar with you. You did make a pact after all.    Charon: A pact?   Styx: The night before you got spirited away? The ghost that you summoned to inhabit that nasty little potato homunculi you made? You accepted the gift of the nameless card didn't you?   Charon: I... I think I did.   You'd been so immersed in this dream you forgot you weren't actually back home.   Styx: Right so... let's cut to the chase here. You and I are linked. We share access to all sorts of things. What we see, what we feel, what we know... of course my memory is a bit of a jumble right now so I gotta borrow from you a little, hope you don’t mind too much.   Charon: Borrowing what exactly?   Styx: Well for now I’ve settled on a form that’s just a little familiar and something you’ll be comfortable with all things considered.    Charon: What's that supposed to mean?   Styx: I'm saying if you saw my true form you'd absolutely wake up in a panic and then I wouldn't be able to talk to you. Charon: I’m not sure I get the best feeling from this. Styx: I hooked you up with a proxy right? I can’t be too bad if I gave you the essential tools to survive this world, damn good one too. Most people don’t develop a capable proxy as fast as you did. Charon: How do I know I can trust you. Styx: Honest answer is you don’t. Charon: You’re getting something out of this right? Styx: I mean of course I am. I’m not gonna lie to you about that. Charon: And what is that? Styx: If we make it out of here, a free ride out of this world. My spirit’s been stuck in this hellhole for so long I just wanna get back you know? Charon: So uh… are you… Styx: Dead? Absolutely. The cult did me in years ago, still feels bad. If my body still exists it’s probably in a condition where I don’t know if I’d want it back.Thankfully I’m a little beyond the mortal coil like that you know?  That said, guess I’m responsible for dragging you in here too sorta. Got intercepted by something nasty… Charon: Did you drag in the others? Styx: I have no idea how your grandma or great great whatever got here. Like I said, intercepted. Thing that hijacked our dealings went and dragged in a bunch of people and spat them into this world and weird intervals. I don’t know where to start on how confusing this mess is… Ask away though, I’ll do my best. Charon: I guess I just need to figure out where to begin, you just dumped a lot on me.   Styx: Anything, we got some time to go over things. Just keep in mind I can only answer so much. We’re on the timer of this dream after all.   You ponder your next questions carefully. What do you want to ask this mystery creature?

Posted by Shifter55 - 02-04-2021, 03:54 AM

Something you did at least once a week, at the same time of day, maybe checking a store?

Posted by Lilium Mortem - 02-04-2021, 02:23 AM

when you were a kid and things felt simple

Posted by skinstealer - 02-03-2021, 08:24 PM

your life back home with grandma, i think

Posted by ThreadLurkingComorant - 02-03-2021, 08:19 PM

Charon: What was it like where you came from? You're from another world right? Arabis: Mmm.. It was something. Far less kind to folks like me unfortunately. Myth and folklore tended be taken a lot more seriously and there was quite a bit of stigma around fiend kind. I don't miss it too much for the most part... but I think about my old place in the woods from time to time. The angel dragging me away from there though was far from the worst. Charon: Speaking of... how did you manage to deal with the angel? You have to know something right? Arabis: Zinnia had some sort of unique power that to this day I'm not entirely sure about. Some kind of.. proxy as it's called, much like all of you managed to stumble into on entering this world. Born of a pact, created from The Star. Final Starman. Charon: Final Starman? Kind of a grand name. Geezer: What's the deal with that? Arabis: To be honest I don't know entirely how it worked but... it could bring down a angel down to mere mortal terms. Unfortunately Zinnia is not here with us so..... Charon: So there's no way to repeat it. Arabis: Not that I know of, no.  Charon: So is the angel still out there? What would be a sign that it's near. Arabis: Unfortunately it is and I'm suspecting that all of us being here means it might be a repeat of things which... is rather unusual? Angels do not hold these types of grudges normally so it's rather confusing if it is. It lines up too well though. Erica: If it had a grudge wouldn't it have done something worse than just trapped us here? Arabis: Possibly. I've never heard of angels behaving anything like the one we're dealing with before. Hopefully we can escape without having to directly encounter it. Charon: Could we fight it off again? Arabis: I don't know. Going up against a angel is incredibly difficult and risks your entire existence. Geezer: Even worse with the cult around here. Arabis: Cult? You pull a book out of your bag and hand it to the old spider. Charon: Geezer and I were reading through this a bit. Seems like there's some kind of weird religious order around the angel.  Arabis: That's quite the worry. Something like that implies people have ended up trapped here for quite some time, enough for such influence to build... Geezer: Why'd it take so long for it to track us down? Arabis: Angels aren't all knowing, especially since we're scattered across time and space in the literal sense. For now I think we'll just have to lay low and build the resources to not only escape but ideally avoid having to directly confront the angel itself... Charon: Won't it come back for us again? Arabis: Only if it has a particular grudge... enough talk for now though, we should be eating. We need our strength up for tomorrow where there's plenty of work to do. You nod and focus on your soup. After a little while everyone has finished up, Erica being the first one done, followed by Geezer, then you, and Arabis himself at the very end. For a large spider he sure takes his time... Arabis puts his plate in the center. Arabis: Pile them on so I can take them back to the kitchen in one go yes? You all follow along. Erica: So time for bed grampa? Arabis: Mmm.... I just have one thing for Charon quickly. Would you like it now or after some rest? Charon: Now if that's alright, though depending on what it is I might not be able to sleep much.  Arabis: That excited? Charon: If it's something I'll want to toy with, probably.... Arabis: Mm...  He slides his hand into his sleeve and pulls out some kind of toy. Charon: What's this?  Arabis: Normally? A Toy. But with a little fine tuning it's a powerful weapon against other proxies. People in this world almost all have access to proxies in some form or another and are quite skilled in such after a point. This puts you all in a bit of a disadvantage and well... you I can tell don't have training in a traditional weapon.  Charon: So.... how does it work? Arabis: Well, it's normally just nothing but... when the ball segment is launched into a supernatural entity and returns to its base successfully, something amazing happens. We can practice in the morning if you'd like... Charon: I'd kind of like to now so I can get a head start..... Erica: Trust me, you don't wanna be doing this when you're tired.  Charon: I mean.. I guess.. Erica: First thing in the morning, I'll help you train. Arabis: Mm. I'd like to monitor for safety reasons of course. For now though you are all dismissed. It seems like you're done for now. I'll handle clean up. Erica: Thanks for dinner Grandpa! Don't take too long to get to bed! Charon: Thank you! Good night! Geezer: Yeah for real, thanks! The three of you shuffle off into your room. Geezer flops onto the bottom bed immediately.  Charon: You don't want top bunk? Geezer: Go ahead and have it, been a long day. Not sure if I CAN sleep though right now, got a bit of insomnia.  Charon: Mmm.. You climb onto the top bunk. Geezer: Night dude, I'm gonna try to catch some sleep. Days last way too frickin long in this world.  Charon: Night. You lay your head down. Your dreams start to settle in, cocktailing all your many thoughts. What are you dreaming about?

Posted by Shifter55 - 01-20-2021, 08:06 AM

Is there any particular warning signs that would give away said angel's presence?

Posted by skinstealer - 01-20-2021, 06:47 AM

how did you nearly take out the angel? if it comes for us again, will we be able to repeat it?

Posted by Lilium Mortem - 01-17-2021, 08:06 PM

What was your world like? Do you ever miss it? if that angel is still out there, will it come for us someday?

Posted by ThreadLurkingComorant - 01-17-2021, 02:20 PM

Charon: "Being in Good Standing with the Angels" sounds promising enough.   Geezer: Sounds creepy to me but alright.   You watch your cousin flick through the pages quickly until he reaches the chapter.   Geezer: Ah shoot there's an introduction to this.    > Every good citizen of the land wants to be in good standing with the angels.    They're a power above us mere mortals and being on their good side is beneficial to all!   If one wishes to earn their blessings and goodwill, you must be willing to commit to certain rules and guidelines as well as contribute to the church's structure when possible.  The church takes the step directly to interact with angels and keep the people's graces good with them, an intensive job that requires many resources. Donations are greatly appreciated.  For those with less means to make donations, here are several ways you can maintain good standings with those above as well as the church itself.   - When given the opportunity, make an effort to persuade those who are skeptical into becoming a part of our community.  - Bring newcomers to the church when they show up on city grounds for initiation.  - Become a recruiter.  - Sign up to participate in our village expansion projects. Find personal fulfillment by volunteering toward living in and expanding one of our village locations.  - Report any plans to potentially cause disruption of the order. Potential threats to the peace and church structure will *not* be tolerated*  - Turn in any devices designed to potentially meddle with the affairs of angels as well as those in the church.  - If you are fortunate to sight the angels themselves, give them your full respect.    - Report any business who's practices conflict with the interest of the church. These will be blacklisted in the future.  - Avoid blacklisted establishments at all costs! Any contribution to them is a potential harm to society as a whole.  Charon: There's a lot of these..  Geezer skims the pages ahead.   Geezer: Honestly seems like a lot about appeasing the church and expansion into details on what falls into each of these categories as well. They're really also insistent on the village project for some reason?  Charon: Hate that. Sounds like a cult honestly.   Geezer: Probably is. Don't trust like that. Who gave this to you again?   Charon: Someone who seemed nice at the time but... seems like they were trying to get on my good side and recruit me.  Geezer: Surprised they didn't take you straight to the church to try and initiate you like the book said they should.  Charon: Same.... maybe they forgot?   Geezer: Maybe. Either way I dunno about this. Feels creepy as all hell.   Charon: Absolutely...    There's a knock on the door.    Erica: Hey! We're gonna go to the main part of the inn to have supper in a sec. You both wanna come out here?  Charon: Yeah sorry! We were just in the middle of something, we'll fill you in on it!  Geezer scoots off the bed to answer the door properly. You follow behind him.  Erica: So what've you two been up to?  Geezer flashes her the book.    Geezer: Reading up on the local cult.    Erica: They've got one of those around here? Dang.  Geezer: Dang?   Erica: Dang. Like, it is what it is. Just gotta avoid getting on their bad side if they got any power here. Though if gramps is correct we were all targeted...  Charon: Think that makes us sinners or saints in this world?  Geezer: Think they'd want us to stay forever if we were saints, would rather be a sinner.  Erica: On a side note, Grandpa got you both some stuff. Figured you need to be dressed a little more fittingly for the area you know? Look less like tourists.    She pulls a pair of outfits out from under her cloak and tosses you a jacket.  Erica: He guessed a little so sorry if it doesn't fit your style.   The two of you shuffle your outfits on quickly. You can't help but grin.  Charon: Feel like a pro witch.  Erica: You seemed the type.   Geezer: Like this hat going on personally... do knights wear berets like this ever?  Erica: I mean... maybe? Hard to say where it came from but it looks good.   Geezer: You really think so?   Erica: Yeah, makes you look like a fighter.   Geezer: You got me a sword too?  Erica: Your baseball bat broke when we got here so figured you needed a replacement. Got something for you too Charon but Grandpa wanted to explain it in person before handing it over if that's alright.  Charon: Why's that?   Erica: Said it was something real unique that maybe you could figure out.   Charon: That's pretty exciting actually. When are we heading over?  Erica: Whenever you're ready, hopefully soon? You seemed like you were both pretty engaged in reading about uh....  Geezer: Cults? Yeah no I'm ready now, we can get to that later.  Charon: Same. Take us whenever you can.   Erica: Gotcha. Follow me then.   Erica gestures for you two to follow. You trail behind her as she takes you through the inn toward the lobby/dinner area. Arabis is there with a table set up with several bowls of soup, just enough to feed the three of you.   Oddly enough, Hickory and Fenton are nowhere around.    You all give Arabis a good wave and settle at the table.   Arabis: You all took awhile, got a bit chatty?  Erica: Just a little, sorry about that.   Arabis: Doesn't matter too much, I'm sure your food is still warm enough.   Charon: Where's Hickory and Fenton? They’re not joining us?  Erica: They went out on their own, they said they'll be back. No idea what's up with them.   Arabis: Mm. I tried inviting them but they insisted they'd be fine. They must have somewhere else to go....  Geezer: Sounds suspicious.   Arabis: I don't like to assume badly of anyone so I figure they're just busy. Now that we're here I suppose it's a good time to fill you in proper on the situation. Might have mentioned some of this by now but.... well...   Erica: You gonna tell the story?   Arabis: Mm. Feel free to eat while I do, I imagine you're all quite hungry.   Geezer doesn't hesitate to chow down. You on the other hand give your full attention.   Arabis: So....   Arabis: A long time ago I was a simple hermit in the woods. Pretty typical for a fiend where I had come from. We weren't particularly well liked...  Arabis: One day a traveler comes across my territory, a knight of deceptively small build. Their name was Zinnia.  Arabis: Canine, powerful, I assumed them to be an assassin. Knights don't accidentally fumble around the land where a fiend resides after all.  Erica: Needless to say, it turned out they were just lost on the path.   Arabis: Mm. Spared me after our battle but I refused to let them give me a free pass so I offered to help them get to their destination. Needless to say I think I bit off more than I was ready to chew there, but I don't regret it.  Arabis: We gathered up with his band of mercenaries, a former knight's guild known as the "Order of Judgment". They were very close knit and some of the best people I ever met....  Erica: Wasn't as easy as that though.   Arabis: No. Most of their guild had been struck down in a rigged job. A lord claiming his town was in peril set up most of the guild for what was effectively a suicide mission. Only Zinnia survived.   Arabis: Zinnia was not taking this lying down of course. When they were angry at someone they became the most wicked engine of vengeance I'd ever seen... but any other time they were soft and warm in a way that I wish I saw more.   Arabis: I miss them....  Arabis: Zinnia gathered up the remaining members of the guild on a quest to take down the lord but.. it was complicated.   Erica: The angel.  Arabis: The lord had taken a pact with an angel, became a shell for it to interact with our mortal plane. There was no longer much of a person left at that point.   Arabis: An angel messing around with elements to see what happens is some of the coldest cruelty one can fathom. Had a guild wiped out to see what would happen with the angry spirits after. Created a fiend, Zinnia themselves.   Arabis: And well...   Arabis: Zinnia was unnaturally dedicated to avenging their fallen comrades.    Arabis: That quest was hard.... We fought, we starved, we killed, and we watched many of our friends not make it through that final battle. The lord was just a puppet for an angel after all and well....  Arabis: The odds going up against an angel are nightmarish.    Arabis: My time living with the Judgments was quite wonderful. I loved them. Arabis: Losing so many of them... it was hard. First family I'd ever had so... Arabis: It really did hurt. Worst part is that when a angel wipes someone, people's memories of them become... fuzzy.  Arabis: Their faces are barely in my mind if at all. Arabis: It makes me feel terrible. Arabis: The name you all bare today is in their honor. You are their living legacy  Arabis: You carry that weight with you.  Arabis: They accepted me despite my fiendish nature. Never saw me as anything but family.   Arabis: Needless to say Zinnia and I survived that encounter along with half of the rest of our party.   Arabis: Of course there were a few caveats. The angel wasn't actually dead... and it certainly came back for us more than once.    Arabis: We also weren't in our original world after that initial encounter. Sucked away to the place you probably all grew up in now. It was such a shock.... big historical events were different, the gods of the region were completely different from the ones we'd been adjusted to, and in general there was a massive case of culture shock.   Arabis: We settled down of course, Zinnia and I. For a very good while actually.....   Charon: Whatever happened to them? I've never heard anything about a Zinnia in my time.   Arabis: ......I don't know.   Geezer: What do you mean you don't know? You two were together yeah? What happened?   Arabis: It's.... a little complicated for now I think. I'm not entirely sure... If you have any other questions however, feel free to ask. You think you have a few in mind.   (Audience prompt: Ask Questions)

Posted by ThreadLurkingComorant - 10-22-2020, 12:21 AM

Charon: Geezer, you wanna share a room? Feel like we got a lot to catch up on. Geezer: Yeah actually, was thinking the same thing. You okay with that.. gramps I guess? Arabis: Gramps is good enough I suppose, though admittedly I wasn't ready to discover two new grandchildren on this adventure.  Erica: It's not like you don't already have plenty, what's two more gonna do? Arabis: ...Fair enough. It ages me though. Erica: Really? Think it just puts a little emphasis on the immortal thing more than anything. Arabis: That doesn't make me happier. Regardless I can get you two set up... Arabis hands you a room key. Number 23. Charon: Appreciated a ton!  Geezer: Yeah, thanks.  Arabis: Of course. I'll order us supper soon but for now why don't you both get settled into your rooms. Erica and I will share a bunk, and I assume our new two friends here are sticking together? Fenton: Only if you insist. Arabis: I do. Hickory: I got no issue then, better than finding a warm spot in an alley. Thanks spider grampa.  Arabis lets out a smile and a sigh.  Arabis: Of course. Erica: If it's worth anything you're still the coolest grandpa.  Geezer signals to you.  Geezer: You wanna head to our room now? You nod. Charon: Yeah, want to lay down a bit before we get whisked away for dinner and storytime. You both head down the hall, trying not to catch the glares of various folks who don't look like anything you've ever seen before. Your room was there, Number 23. For a seemingly small building it sure has a rather high count.  Geezer: Hurry up, I wanna drop my bag off.  You unlock the door. Inside is a cozy little setup with a single bunk bed, a desk, a lamp, and a monitor. It's a little anachronistic admittedly.  Charon: You can take whatever bed you want, I just wanna rest a little. Geezer: You okay? Charon: Just a lot to take in and more walking around than I was ready for this late at night.  Geezer: Feel you there, it's like its been weeks but we've only been here a day. Charon: Exact thoughts really.  You flop onto the bed. Geezer puts his bag down and sits in a spot close to you.  Charon: Whatcha bring? Geezer: Just some text on how local stuff works and my pocket bat.  Charon: Aren't pocket bat's banned in a lot of places? Geezer: Yep, don't tell.  Charon: I won't, we might need that right now.  Geezer: What about you? Manage to get your hands on anything? Charon: I got a uh... proxy I think it's called? Geezer: Yeah same. I'd show you mine but this room is kind of cramped. Charon: Fair enough, probably a bad idea right now then.  Geezer: That all though? Charon: Also got a weird book from someone who helped me find my way back, hold on... Geezer: Lemme take a look. You pull out the book from your pockets and hand it over. Geezer: Ah, I recognize that seal on the front. It's Lord Crusade. Read up about him, his folks run the land and keep people in line. He made a pact with the angel that spits stuff here. He's no longer around but like, a lot of folks still worship him. The local churches enforce a lot of his policies, keep people from stirring anything that'd piss the angels off.  Charon: You read all about that while we were apart? Geezer: Yeah, bit of a bookworm. Charon: Always figured you were more of a jock. Geezer: I can be both. Anyway I'm guessing this is some sort of recruitment manual. These folks can be a bit... culty you know? We have to stay under the radar while we're here.  Charon: Yeah... honestly got that sort of vibe but didn't question too much since uh... her name was Hydra I think? Since she was helping me.  Geezer: It's probably a lot of crank. Charon: That makes me want to read it more honestly... Geezer: I mean you can. I'm curious now too.... He hands over the book. You crack it open and find an index. There's the following sections, you have time to go through one. - Introductions Featuring Lord Stego - Picking your Card - Being in Good Standing with Angels - Witchcraft for the People - Promotions Geezer: I hate the vibes of this entire thing honestly. Charon: Yeah, let's get this over with... Please Vote Below  https://strawpoll.com/xdjjg4247

Posted by ThreadLurkingComorant - 06-15-2020, 10:54 PM

Charon: I really don't want to be stuck here that long but uh.... I guess I'd like to get into crafting.  Hydra: Really? You the creative type? Charon: I like working with my hands and making things, pretty good at it too sometimes. That's kind of how I got here to begin with I guess.. Hydra: Well then, if you manage to find yourself having a difficult time breaking out of this place I can look into getting you a apprenticeship in a craft you'd prefer. Between you and me, I'm willing to offer you a head start right now. Charon: I mean, I'm gonna get out of here. Nothing against anyone here but I got family who'd be worried about me.  Hydra: Unfortunate. Also I must inform you we are near your destination and at the very least I will offer you a parting gift to help you on your journey, regardless of its outcome. Charon: You don't need to do that- Hydra: I insist. Hydra pulls out a book from her pocket and places it in your hands. Charon: What's this? You look through, there's diagrams of all sorts of circles and machines that are very unfamiliar to you.  Hydra: Forbidden knowledge, a gateway to a lot of things but hopefully in your hands a means to figuring things out. You come off as the type who's good at research so hopefully by the next time we meet you'll be able to weld flesh and metal with just the tips of your fingers. You should hurry ahead though, your destination waits. She points out a inn lurking in the corner. "The Last Stop." Charon: I appreciate everything you've done... why are you being so nice though? We barely met? Hydra: You're young, to the point that your inexperience is more than just a minor detriment to your adventure. I'd prefer to see your odds improved before you take the plunge into the abyss that a journey such as this may imply. Besides, you're new to the city and I make it a point to make guests feel welcome as possible. Charon: Well... hopefully next time we meet I'll have the whole book memorized twice over huh? Thank you for everything. Hydra: Mm. Now go, hurry before it gets too dark. I am quite sure your party is there waiting for you right now. You nod and wave at her before approaching the entrance. You peek through the front window and can make out a few familiar shoulders and cloaks. From what you can hear, someone is being scolded. You knock on the window to catch their attention. Erica turns toward you. You can see her mouthing to Arabis inside. You waste no time entering the building. Arabis: You managed on your own child! I was about to send out a search party.  Erica: You has us mighty worried you know! Can't believe you got left behind! Hickory: I didn't think he'd fall behind like that!  Erica: You seriously gonna tell me you had no idea you lost him until you got here! Hickory: I've never had to work with a homebody before! Fenton: Hick!  Hickory: I'm saying it as it is! He's got full PJs!  Fenton: Hick no.... I'm sorry about my friend here, we really didn't notice Charon wasn't with us until it was too late..  Erica: I can't believe you two... you're not making the best impression you know? Can't be partying up with folks who I can't trust. Charon: It's okay. I got back fine. We stayed safe, nobody did anything bad. Don't be mad at them. Erica: ...... Charon: Please? I'm fine, I promise.  Erica: You're too easy to forgive you know. Fenton: If you don't want us around we understand. We got other places we can go to rest up. Hickory has gone completely quiet. Charon: I don't want you two sleeping in the streets. It was a little mistake.  Erica: Grandpa? Arabis: I'll at least cover them for the night. No promises they'll stick around if this becomes an issue but I don't like the idea of kids taking shelter in alleys.  Erica: Yeah.. Guess that's fair. Don't do something like that ever again though. Fenton: Of course! I'm sorry, I really am! We won't leave anyone behind anymore. Hickory: Yeah, what he said. Sorry about that. Erica shrugs. Erica: Just... ya'll make good on your word alright no more of that. Fenton: We will. Thank you. Arabis: Mm. Now that that's settled, we'll need to figure out the rooming situation. Charon: Hey uh, before we do that where's Geezer?  Arabis: He's in the restroom, he'll be back- Geezer pops in just as he's mentioned, shaking water from the faucet off of his hands.  Geezer: You called? Charon: Geezer! Geezer: Yo! It's been a bit... like, a few days. I need to talk to you about the shit I've seen around here. Charon: Days? I just got here hours ago.... Arabis: Time displacement is a little rough. You both may have been sucked in here at similar points in your world but landed days apart. Geezer's been on a few adventures of his own. Charon: Shoot really? Geezer: Heck yeah, I think I'm making real progress on how we can get out too. We need to catch up, was worried as heck about you.  Charon: Same!  Arabis: Before you do, let's talk about bunking. We need to figure out who's sharing with who. It's cheaper if we bunk in rooms of two. Hickory: I'm already planning to room with Fenton if that's alright. Gotta stick to who you know. Fenton: Actually... I'm not against getting to know some folks a bit better. You should too, Hick. Hickory: You're really going to do me dirty like that? Fenton: I'm just suggesting... Erica: I'm fine with bunking with anyone. Geezer: Same.  Arabis: I'll leave it to the bunch of you to figure out who your buddy is going to be. Don't pick someone you know you're just going to fight with though. You got an idea immediately on who you want to ask. Vote to Progress.  https://www.strawpoll.me/20356057

Posted by ThreadLurkingComorant - 06-03-2020, 01:12 AM

Charon: Let's take the safe route, I don't wanna be there too late but I don't want any trouble either.  Fenton: See? He gets it. Hickory: If we're taking the long way we're gonna have to pick up the pace. I don't wanna be out after dark, I'm tired. Fenton: Same.  Hickory: We're gonna book it. Charon: What? Hickory: We barely got any daylight and this town's a little much at night to be wandering about.  Charon: Wait no I can't run! Hickory: You got two legs, you can try! Charon: Hickory please! I'm bad at it! Hickory: You're gonna have to learn then!  Hickory starts dashing down the street. Fenton follows suit and you pursue to the best of your ability. Charon: For real, I can't run! Please slow down!  Hickory: Nah! If you wanna hang with us on the street you gotta be able to keep up the pace.  Fenton: You got this Charon! We're not that far from the Inn, just keep your knees high! Your prosthetic limbs rattle incredibly hard, it hurts quite a bit trying to stay close. Inevitably you lose them after they stop keeping track of you and find yourself struggling where to go next. People pass you by, not really acknowledging you.  It's a little overwhelming. You feel anxious from the situation. You're not used to this sort of city crowd, even less being alone in another world....  You sniffle a little. You want to ask someone for help but you're a little too overwhelmed to approach anyone.  There's a hand on your shoulder suddenly. ???: You're slowing down traffic standing in the middle of a active area. You need to get moving.  Charon: Who's there?!  ???: Relax. I can tell from the way you're dressed that you are a newcomer to the area. Pajamas in public. Charon: I- ???: Are you alone? It's dangerous for a child to be here without supervision or allies. I suggest finding shelter before dark. Charon: No... I'm just lost. I'm on my way to the Inn.... ???: There's only one Inn around this district. it's not a popular tourist location by any means and mostly just a filler until you find a more consistent, stable shelter. Charon: Do you know where it is? ???: Mm. Turn around though, I don't like talking to the back of people's heads. You turn around. A reptilian woman with horns and glowing red eyes. ???: That's good. You have a name?  Charon: Charon. ???: Any nickname you prefer? Maybe Ron or Charlie or- Charon: It's what I got. ??? Then It'll do.  Charon: And you? ???: Hydra. Tell me Charon, what are you exactly? You need a title. Charon: I uh.... don't got one I think. I wanna be a knight one day though. Hydra: Well that's not today. Until you earn a title I'll dub you Squire Charon however, it's a rather good look to the people of this city. Makes you seem promising if you want to be a knight one day.  Charon: Squire Charon doesn't sound too bad.. do you have a title? Hydra: Perhaps. Where I came from I was to be a heir, fun fact... on paper anyway. Charon: Heir to what? Hydra: To a entire kingdom... assuming its ruler fell of course.  Charon: You're a god's kid? Hydra: Mm. Does not matter much now however, but I managed a rather comfortable position in this world of similar value I do feel.  You're not sure if you can trust her much. You make direct eye contact and get a scan going. Proxy Name: Type 0(20), "The Final Planet".  The abilities are rather difficult for you to make out right now. The synchronization between Hydra and her Proxy are incredibly high however. stronger than Hickory.  Hydra: Hmm, you're looking at me with a fiend's eye are you? I can do that too... you certainly have a interesting form you're keeping hidden yourself. Charon: Don't do that. Hydra: You peeked first, only fair game but... I'll be polite and stop. Anyway you're in need of help getting to the Inn if I'm correct, yes? Charon: I do, sorry for uh... Hydra: Invading my privacy? I'm not mad at you if you're worried. Charon: Yeah. Sorry. Hydra: I'll walk you the rest of the way, I apologize too. We're not that far so it's not taking too much of my time up. Charon: That'd be nice.... you sure? Hydra: Mm. Talk to me while we walk however, I'm curious. Charon: Well... my cousin and I got sucked in. We're gonna meet up again with some family that's been here at the Inn but uh.... I went on a errand with two friends. Got lost on the way back. Hydra: Terrible. Well I assure you that your troubles for now will be handled.. at least until I get you to your destination.  Charon: Mm....  Hydra: After that, all is up to the will of the angels. I advise you to gain their favor if you want to make it big in this world.  Charon: I just wanna go home honestly.... Hydra: Mm. We'll see, that's easier said than done.  Charon: I mean it's possible, right? Hydra: Sometimes. I've personally settled around here too comfortably to want to go back. If you can't make it back I can offer you some assistance.  Charon: Noted. Hydra: I'm sure someone misses you where you came from however. How old are you, 12? Charon: 14.  Hydra: That's around the time I came here....  The thought of being stuck all the way into your adult life fills you with a bit of fear.  Hydra: Tell me, if you had to pick a job around here what would you prefer? Answer to Progress https://www.strawpoll.me/20245282

Posted by ThreadLurkingComorant - 05-31-2020, 01:47 AM

Charon: I think we got enough time to go by fast.  Fenton: You sure?  Charon: Yeah, we can run the rest of the way there if we gotta.  Hickory: If he's good with it he's good with it, why you so worried Fent?  Fenton: Just don't wanna worry his folks but if he says we're good I don't see why not.  Hickory: See? There we go.   Hickory starts walking off ahead.   Hickory: Both of you keep up, Fenton knows but I'm gonna keep it a surprise.  Charon: Why?   Hickory: Cause I know you're the type who'd appreciate something like this.   Fenton: Don't go too fast, got a bad leg.  Hickory: I'll try not too.   You struggle to keep up with both of them just a little bit more than you'd like to admit. You tough it out if only to maintain looks.  Fenton: You doing okay back there?  Charon: Yeah... we're almost there right?  Hickory: Course'. Just past this last alley.   Charon: This place is uh... legal right? We're not breaking a entering?  Hickory: Nah, nothing like that. Right there. See that?  There's a bodega ahead.  Charon: We gonna stop by and pick up something?  Hickory: Something like that. No trouble, I promise.   You all enter, the entrance jingles as people step onto the front mat. Must be a relatively recent addition if there's full electricity running. You take a moment to soak up the cushy air conditioning.   Charon: So uh.... for real what are we doing in here?  Fenton: Hick's got a special friend here who they try to visit whenever they're nearby.   Charon: Someone important?  Hickory: Very. Check this out.  You follow right behind. Around the corner is the store's counter with a cozy looking critter sitting in on top.   Hickory: You ever seen a scruffle before?  Charon: Nope.  Hickory: This one's real good, just look at him.  Fenton: One very good creature.   Hickory: I wanna have one someday. Whenever I'm free from all this nonsense I'm gonna adopt one, give it a tiny little bed next to mine.  You can't help but smile a little.  Fenton: If you get a scruffle I wanna get a ferret.  Hickory: They'll fight!  Fenton: Nope, if you get them both when they're young they won't be likely to fight each other because they get to know each other.  Charon: You both plan to live together?  Fenton: I mean... I got nowhere better to go.  Hickory: Same. Honestly I wanna start fresh in a new world, back home sucks.  Charon: I mean... I'm sure my grandma would help you both if you came back.  Fenton: Really? I'd like that.  Hickory: I'll consider it. Your family seems alright. You wanna pet the scruffle?  Charon: I don't know if I should....   Fenton: The owner doesn't mind! Long as we behave we're good.  Hickory: Yep. Do it, pet the scruffle.  You read your hand out to pet the scruffle. It seems a little confused by you, but makes no effort to try and get away from you.   Charon: It's so cute....  Fenton: Soft right?  Hickory: These things are so cool, I wanna get a big one....  You all spend a little time interacting with the creature. The folks passing by seem endeared.   Fenton watches the clock.  Fenton: Hey uh, I know you're both having fun but it's getting pretty dark, we should make it back soon.   Hickory: Yeah...   Hickory backs away from the counter.  Hickory: You ready to go?  You're also hesitant to stop petting the scruffle but you need to make sure Geezer is okay.   Charon: Yeah. Let's not mess around anymore.  Fenton: We'll stay in high traffic area right now, it'll take longer but we'll get there fast.   Hickory: We don't wanna keep them waiting though. We can hop a few fences.  Fenton: Hick...  Hickory: It'd be rude.  Fenton: Charon... Help me out here. Charon: I think we should.... Vote to Progress: https://www.strawpoll.me/20217349

Posted by ThreadLurkingComorant - 05-20-2020, 09:20 PM

Without hesitation you answer. Charon: Fire. Fire would be worse. Mode: Why? Charon: Because Ice tricks you into thinking things can get better. Fire doesn't lie to you like that. Fire doesn't make you say goodbye to everyone one by one. Mode: That's a sad answer. Charon: I think about things like this a little more than I'd like... Mode: It's more common than you'd think. I am going to define your power just a little more then, your potential will grow in a healthy way should you keep up with it. You feel something echo in your soul. Your Proxy allows you to generate a large needle regardless of situation. You may have one needle active at a time. The needle allows you to control the materials within liquids on contact to separate or merge them. You can freeze liquids instantly.  Your head feels a little hot as your new power changes your body internally. Mode looks at you with concern. Mode: You really are first time to getting your fortune done proper around here? Charon: I thought you were going to tell me how things are gonna go. Hickory: Around here it's a little different. Everyone's super in tune with their inner sense of self. Getting your fortune is like braces on your teeth, making sure that part of you grows toward a path you need.  Mode: Well said. It's true.  Charon: Do I uh... compare well? Mode: You're better off than most newcomers but some of the life long residents will absolutely destroy you with little issue. Don't be picking fights you can't handle. Charon: I guess I can't expect to be strong off the bat huh? Mode: No, but you're starting young enough that one day you could be up there if you kept in practice. Well.... not that there's any real starting age. Your potential is promising so do take care of yourself. Hickory: Yo, can we get ours done next? Fenton: Yes it'd be nice if we could get our turn in soon, we have to take our new friend back before it gets too dark. Mode: Of course.... You watch them both go through the same process but can't particularly make out a lot of information. Whatever changes they've undergone are too subtle to catch. They've possible done this enough that it's only a micro adjustment from your perspective, like correcting braces.  You try your best not to listen in too hard with what Mode is telling them as you figure it's decently personal info. You really do want to be on the good side of these two.  Fenton is the first to finish and rejoins you. Hickory's fortune goes by much faster than either of yours.  Mode gestures at you specifically.  Mode: You're a first timer so I need to make sure you're on the right track. I'm going to equip you with a journal to keep track of things in. Knowing yourself is important if you want to grow up to be a strong person in this world, lest you become like those who worship the angel. Charon: Worshippers?  Fenton: They're a bit of an issue we've been dealing with. They don't really like us. Hickory: We're in a bit of trouble with some of them but like, not enough they'd recognize us instantly on the street.  Mode: Are you two fighting them? Fenton: Usually not out of choice. Hickory: They deserve it, making a miserable situation even more miserable. Their leader is especially awful, she goes around preaching safety but then constantly pressures what little folks got out of them to keep her church afloat. Awful snake of a person. Fenton: You might see her face around, she owns the press after all...  Mode: I have stances on the situation... ones I rather not voice if I wish to maintain a business. For now you had to be somewhere yes? You should scurry off. Charon: Yeah. Hickory turns toward you. Hickory: You wanna take the short way or the long route? I got something I gotta show you, you might like it. Up to you. Fenton: We don't want to be out too late... Hickory: It'd be nice to check out.  Fenton: You can check on it in the morning....  Make your choice to advance. https://www.strawpoll.me/20115035

Posted by ThreadLurkingComorant - 05-07-2020, 04:51 PM

You think for a moment, there's a lot that really scares you. Charon: I guess..... I'm scared of what happens when you die. Mode: Oh? Charon: Like, what if there's nothing there after? What if you just float around in a void and you're done? Nothing left to enjoy... Mode: That's some heavy stuff to be scared of at your age. Most kids would say something like Spiders, or the Dark. That's.... something rather difficult to manifest or conquer easy.  Charon: I mean... you asked for honest answers right? That's what scares me.... though I guess at a close second is being sick all my life. Mode: Are you sick? Charon: Used to be pretty sickly, I never liked it too much.  Mode: Are you worried it might come back? Charon: I'm worried one day I'll be too sick to recover and then who knows what happens to you past that.  Mode: Mm. In that case I advise you to keep clean and wash your hands every chance you get. This place has a lot of dirty toxic things lurking in the alleys. Also plenty of people who happen to be handy with a knife.  Charon: All noted, I don't want to mess with any of those things.  Hickory: Hey uh, so when do we get our fortunes? Mode: You really want those? Fenton: We just want a little good luck and maybe a warning going forward. We aren't too sure where to go next when it comes to getting out of here. Hickory: Yeah Mode: If you give me a moment to set up I can give you something to work with, though if I'm honest I think you might be on your way to where you need to be. Since it's Charon's first time here let me read you first. Give me your hand. You hold it out. Charon: It might not be so good uh... it's a prosthetic. Mode: That's more than enough to gauge your soul.  The runes on her face twist and coil. Mode: You coming here is a event that's happened before and will happen again..... you'll see the best and worst of people on your journey. Both are equally valuable to becoming a more whole person.... You chose the path of most suffering, the sword in your heart will break and reforge many times and come back stronger until it fits the mold you make for it. Your lucky tool of trade is the lance.  You will face a dark reflection of yourself. When you face it, do not fear it.  Your origins are unknown to you but of rather grand nature. Treasure the gifts it grants you, but don't ever let that define you. You are your own person.... even if you feel like you have to compare yourself to many titans in the process of realizing that.  You started your journey at night, and it only goes downhill from there but.... should you make it through this you can only go back up. Your eyes can see the souls of others, but cannot see their intent. Do not let this cloud you.  Despite the deceivers around you, trust those who show you genuine warmth. They will be your guide out of this... To tie things all up, I want to ask you one more question. Think it in your head only. If you had to choose the end between fire and ice, what would you pick? https://www.strawpoll.me/19975926

Posted by A_Mi_Manera - 04-24-2020, 07:39 PM

Your Train has Arrived in town. Charon: Yeah, get me something magical. Something that'd get me out of a tight spot or come in handy a lot.   Erica: You sure? You some kind of witch or something back home because that sort of thing don't handle easy.   Charon: I'm sure. Hook me up if you can uh.... please?   Erica: If gramps is alright with it.   Arabis: It should be fine if you're certain you can handle it.    Charon: Yeah. Pocket sized maybe? Or something I can carry on my back easy...   Erica: We'll look into it.   Charon: Great!  Are we ready to go?   Arabis: Before you all do, we'd like to walk out of the train with you to gauge the town. I'd rather not have you both get ambushed as soon as you step out.    Fenton: I don't mind. Hick?    Hickory: Yeah, if you're gonna do us all a favor like this I guess we'll go with you.   The masked bird stood up. Everyone else followed suit and lined up down the makeshift isles of the train car.  The lot of you approached the passenger car exits. You feel a nice breeze from outside.    Charon: This it?   Arabis: Mmm. I know this is your first time out here so... enjoy that moment. I've been to this place before myself. For being in a cursed sub-world it's quite wonderful.   It really is. The city ahead is vivid and colorful despite the makeshift buildings all over. You can't help but smile.   Erica: It's gotcha excited don't it? I've done some recon here before but uh... not under these circumstances.   Charon: Yeah? Is it nice?   Erica: In the best of places yeah... not always but it can be. A heck of a heaven and hell.   Arabis: We'll meet Geezer soon. Possibly with some fresh clothes, you shouldn't be in your pajamas the entire time.   Hickory: He's fine,  hurry up yeah? I don't wanna have the shop close before I get there..    Erica: Mm, go on ahead. Don't break him.   You poke your tongue out in response.   Charon: I'll be fine, they won't break me.    Fenton: Just keep your wits up. If we travel in a group we're less likely to be jumped.   Jumped? You're not a fan of hearing that.    Hickory: You got a weapon on ya?   Charon: Uh... kinda?   Hickory: Good, whatever it is you gotta keep hidden.   Charon: Gotcha. I'll be back soon!   Arabis: We know you will kid, don't take too long though. Remember where this train station is, keep track of notable landmarks. If you don't we'll find you.   You wave as you wander off with your new allies. They stay pretty quiet for most of the walk, very hesitant about attracting attention. You zone out a little on the way and have to be nudged in the right direction from time to time. Hickory speaks up after some time.   Hickory: Place is up ahead. Divinator's name is Mode, she's pretty laid back about new people so don't worry about bringing her tribute. She likes being offered fruit but we gotcha covered for now.   Charon: Why fruit?   Hickory: Why not? Watch this..    They knock on the door. With little wait you can hear the heaviest steps approaching.    The door opens just a crack and you make out a face made of marble.   "Yes?"   Fenton pulls an orange out of his cloak.   Fenton: Mode! We gotta initiate a newcomer, he's joining us on our quest.   Mode: Ah.... a new friend? Interesting. You're all incredibly cursed. Come on in.   She pockets the orange and holds the door open wide. She kept her faceless gaze on you. .   Mode: Name, dog?   Charon: Judgment, Charon Judgment.   Mode: That's quite grand for someone so small. From one look I can tell you don't know the difference between pain and suffering yet. You may learn soon.... I also see......   She reaches behind your ear and pulls out a card.   Mode: ….You don't understand your full abilities yet.    She unfolds the card into your bird friend from earlier.   Charon: How are you doing that?   Mode: You're carrying a courier. Anyone you know by name can be tracked down with this to deliver messages or help. Your proxy is split by a fortune, something that may serve you well. Tell me Charon, what do you fear the most? Charon: Can I be honest and say I don't like that I keep being asked these kind of questions today? Mode: I don't blame you, they do seem to be influencing your fate quite a bit lately. Almost as if people are watching you and manipulating the variables... Charon: I'm sure I'm in good hands. Mode gives you a look. Charon: I wanna give people the benefit of the doubt! Mode: That thinking is a little too honest for this town. I both envy and fear for you. Now answer, I'm going to pull out a little more potential from you based on what you say. What scares you the most? https://www.strawpoll.me/19860859 Vote to Progress.

Posted by A_Mi_Manera - 04-15-2020, 10:25 PM

Charon: I'll probably keep an eye on them, make sure they come back to get their sleep.  Hickory: We can hear you. Charon: Gotta make sure you're not sleeping in random barns you know?  Hickory: Hehe, no promises.  Fenton: Honestly I'm pretty bushed... I think I might be up for that.  Hickory: I guess..... ya'll better not pull anything.  Charon: I swear on my grandma's life, no shenanigans. You look at Erica with a bit of guilt and mouth "sorry" to her.  She glares and mouths "I can't read lips!" back at you.  Fenton lets out a yawn.  Fenton: Hick, lets do our errand fast yeah? I don't wanna like.... I'm kinda tired and I think we really should take up their offer. Hickory: If ya'll really need it I guess we'll have to.  Arabis and Erica whisper among themselves. The train station at the nearby town shouldn't be much further from here.  There's silence for awhile. You look over at the two. They both seem to be asleep. You take another read at them, see their scrap forms.  Hickory's seems much more defined than yours. Big personality, confident, you get a sense that they're stronger than you're ready for if they were to turn on you but... you doubt it. Your eyes turn toward Fenton. His form is softer, less combative looking. His connection is not as strong, he has a normal proxy. You get no hostile energies from him at all. Hickory: Why you staring? Charon: Huh? Hickory: You got something to say to us? Charon: No, just.... uh.....  Hickory: Eyes off me and my friend yeah? He's sleeping, let him rest.  Try to play it smooth. You can't let them know you were snooping through their minds like that. Charon: Actually I do uh... got something to say.  Hickory: Yeah?  Charon: Uh.... how long have you both known each other? Hickory: Not long, met a couple weeks ago I think. Hard to tell time in here. Charon: Ah.  Hickory: But.. I guess we got close awful fast, you know? This sort of situation does that to people. Something about him makes me wanna keep him safe. Reminds me of some good folks I used to know that aren't around anymore so... I dunno kid. That weird? Charon: I don't think so. Hickory: I don't want you misleading us, for his sake. Sorry we hit it up so rough but I don't wanna take risks. Not while I got someone I wanna keep safe for the first time in god knows how long. Charon: Tell me about it. Hickory: He's kinda just the first face in a long time that doesn't piss me off. Plus he's got a bad leg and a fussy robot arm so I couldn't leave him hanging you know? Charon: He okay? Hickory: Yeah.... I mean as much as he can be with all things considered. Came from a awful place, they make you work factories as early as you can do a basic task so they get injured all the time. He got hurt more than once, had to replace a few parts. Charon: You from the same world? Hickory: Nah, my world is uh.... a whole lot of nothing these days. I'd like to take him back with me somewhere safer but I can't give him that.  Charon: You could come to my world! It's a lot better. Hickory: Maybe, if we can find a way there I'll consider.  Charon: Family would be down to find you somewhere safe.  Hickory: Yeah well... lets see how this goes first.  Charon: Yeah, that's fair. Hickory: Also don't stare at him again, I don't want some bastard with a pomp breaking his heart. Charon: Wait what. Hickory: Joking. My grandma used to say stuff like that though to make friends nervous.  You sigh in relief.  Charon: Okay I thought we were on bad terms there Hickory: Nah. Not yet, gotta piss me off. Don't do it though for real, I'll kick your ass into a box if you hurt him. Charon: Noted- You're cutoff by the speaker in the room.  "This is your conductor speaking. We're about to arrive into town. Destination, Possumtown. Please make sure to take all luggage with you. In case of crowded booths, line up when exiting the door." Arabis: Charon, make sure you got everything you need yeah? If you lose something on this train you're not gonna find it again. Double for you Erica, you got more on you to forget. Erica: Noted.... Charon: I forgot you both were right there. Erica: We didn't want to interrupt your heart to heart. Hickory looks the other way. Hickory: So guess we'll meet back up with ya'll yeah? Which place? Arabis: Sad Rabbit Inn. Ask for the Judgment party. You wanna bunk just the two of you or with everyone else? Hickory: Whatever they got. Yo, Fenton. They started nudging at Fenton until he woke up. Fenton: I was having a good dream.... Hickory: We're there, we gotta get our fortune done yeah? We're gonna try and make it quick.  Erica: I'm gonna stop by a shop or two after grabbing Geezer. Charon, anything you need? https://www.strawpoll.me/19784863 Vote to Progress

Posted by skinstealer - 04-04-2020, 12:01 AM

Yet Another Intermission It's a quiet day in the Judgment household, Erica leaning back in her porch chair- Charon's already dying to talk to her about her travels, not giving her even a minute to rest.  Charon: Hey Grandma? Erica: Yeah?  Charon: I heard you met up with the dog from Solitude. The one in the family? Erica: You mean Bucket.  Charon: Did you? Erica: Mmhmm. Just shortly, didn't get much time. They were on the way and wanted to catch up quick... things are something between us. Charon: Something good? Erica: Something, kid.  Charon: I wish you let me meet them. Erica: Why? It's nothing special. Charon: They're a famous hero right? People love them...  Erica: Mmhmm. And? Charon: I guess I wanna know what makes them special. Like, why out of all of us they're kind of the one everyone knows. Erica: They took a big job with a god and that's all there is to it. That sort of thing nets you fame fast but that doesn't mean it's the best work for you. Charon: What if I want that though? Erica: You don't, work is on a level that I wouldn't touch. It's not the cleanest stuff. Charon: ...What do you mean? Erica: That dog is a trophy, you don't wanna be that right? Be on display but never make the difference you want to see because your snake of a boss doesn't wanna do something that matters? Charon: Guess not.....  Erica: Trust me Kiddo, it's money and attention that you don't actually want once you know what goes in. Charon: I guess I just want to meet more family too in general, you never let me talk to your aunt, or Bucket, or talk about my parents.... who are they anyway? Erica: Nobody important enough to seek them out.  Charon: I mean... I have a right to know, I think I do. Erica: You'd get yourself in trouble seeking them out kid, I wouldn't bother. Charon: Grandma.... Please? Erica: One of them is a bastard I'd shoot on sight and the other can't seem to get away from them. The moment they find you, you'd be paraded around as this wonderful clean cut son they spent the last over dozen years taking care of like they were there the whole time to cover up how much of a mess they are. Charon: I mean... do they want to meet me? Erica: One of them does but can't without the other knowing. Charon: The bastard? Erica: Language but... the bastard is the whole reason you can't meet them. You don't want to know it. Charon: It? Erica: You just don't Charon. Charon: What about the other one?  Erica: If you did you'd want to go and help them out, and that'd put you in a world of trouble I couldn't save you from.  Charon: Can I get a name? Even a fake one? Something?  Erica: ......Bale. Bale and the bastard.   Charon: You can do better than that.  Erica: Bast Terd.  Charon: Grandma, no.  Erica: They really are honestly, not worth your time and if uh... Bale weren't ball and chained I'd let them see you at least but... not right now.  Charon: You're pretty bad at faking names but... at least that's something to attach to right? Erica: I just don't want you seeking them out til you're old enough to understand everything. When you got a title of your own, you got the right to decide if you wanna seek things out and how you wanna handle it all.  Charon: You need me to be a knight? Erica: It'd be the only way you'd be strong enough to meet Mr. Bast. Until then I'm keeping quiet, even if I really do want you to know. Charon: Alright..... but you will right? Erica: You prove to me you're strong enough? Yeah.

Posted by A_Mi_Manera - 04-01-2020, 09:56 PM

Charon: Alright, come with me. You watch them very cautiously as the trail behind you toward the makeshift seating you and your folks had put together. Erica is on the verge of dozing off and Arabis has fixated onto a light on the ceiling like a moth.  Charon: Hey, I'm back. Arabis: You took a good while child. I see you may have made friends? He gives the duo a small but welcoming smile.  Hickory: Acquaintances as of now, we just met after all.  Fenton holds out his hand. Arabis shakes it. Fenton: It's nice to meet you two, traveling to the city like us? Arabis: But of course. Did you bring the drinks Charon? You pull the cans of drinks from your pockets. Charon: Of course!  Arabis: And would you both like change for a drink as well? Hickory: I mean if you insist I- Fenton: Thank you for the offer but uh... Charon already gave us some earlier. You mind if we sit with you? Hickory looks over at Fenton with a glare you can feel from under their mask. Fenton shrugs back at them.  Arabis: Of course. Charon, would you rather sit on our side or with them? Charon: I'm fine sitting with them I think, good to know more people while we're here. Arabis: Excellent then.  You're stuck in the middle with both of them. You'll arrive to the spot soon.  Arabis: We'll meet Geezer when we get back. It's rather late so we'll probably get to sleep soon.  Fenton: What are ya'll here for, if I could ask? Arabis: Angel abductees, we're looking for an out but we're not pressured to rush yet. You? Hickory: Same thing, was minding my own business and I just got sucked into a weird storm. Like a tornado made of hot ice you know? Nasty feeling. Fenton: Likewise. None of this feels real but here we are I guess. Arabis takes a look at Fenton's arm. It's artificial, a replacement prosthetic. Fenton takes notice and hides it away. Arabis: What happened to you there?  Fenton: Factory accident. Happens a lot to kids my age, its no worries.  Arabis: Not where we're from. At least I'm pretty sure. He nudges Erica awake. Erica: Eh? What's up? Arabis: We got two new folks aboard with us, say hello. Erica: Right uh... nice to meet ya'll. Charon, you get my cola? You hand it over to her. Charon: Right here as promised.  Erica: Good job kid. We almost there Grandpa? Arabis: Mm. You had plans for when you arrived to the city yes? Erica: Mmhmm. Gonna pick up Geezer, go to resupply, and then hit the inn to rest for the night? Arabis: Mm. Would you like to go Charon? Unless you have plans with your new friends already. Hickory: We were just planning to go get a fortune done to figure out what we gotta do next. Then I guess find a spot to sleep. Arabis: If you'd care to join us we have the needed coin to get you a bunk.  Hickory: I dunno... Fenton: We might take that offer, we're tired of sneaking into farms and sheds at night honestly... Hickoyy: Yeah, guess so. Might not stick around super long after that though. Arabis: We do not mind, I'd rather just not see kids out on the streets at night. Charon, are you planning to go with them or with Erica and I when we arrive? https://www.quiz-maker.com/poll2829411x9e6746dA-83 Answer Poll to Continue Progression

Posted by A_Mi_Manera - 03-24-2020, 08:31 PM

A Secret Conversation: A Intermission of Sorts   Some time ago in the little shop of a local magic shop.  Charon: I dunno, I feel like life is going nowhere. Like, none of it is coming together in a way that makes sense I guess. I dunno, you're older and wiser so maybe you got something to say? Blanc: You could be more upfront with your grandmother about your pursuits. Charon: I mean I guess? She's on me about so much I feel suffocated though. She doesn't really like the idea of me taking the family buisness, she doesn't like to talk much about her actual kids, and all my aunts and uncles seem weird around her.  Blanc: Sounds rough.... so why are you coming to me for? Charon: I dunno, maybe a potion of some kind that'll make life good for me somehow? Blanc: Figures. Look, you're not strong enough for my kind of potions so I can't do you that much, you're a kid and I don't wanna see you get jacked up by some bad medicine. Charon: You don't got anything? Even a motivator?  LeJules: Charon, you're talking to me like I'm a dealer.  Charon: You're an occultist, same difference. Blanc: No, not same difference kid. What I sell won't leave you jumping on the back of random trains or buying weird junk at the general store to scare the employees. I sell big solutions to personal problems. Charon: You got nothing?  Blanc: I got stuff but you can't handle potions or spells or needles like that kid. What I can hook you up with though is a good reading and a bit of some do it yourself fortune telling to help keep you on the right track. Charon: I mean... that's something I guess. So what's my problem? Blanc: Nothing yet, you're a good kid with a good head on your shoulders. You haven't made any big life threatening mistakes but you'll be making a lot of big choices soon. Your lucky card today is.... Death, the Nameless card. Interesting.  Charon: That sounds bad. Blanc: Only if you want it to be, it's usually pretty good. The card to worry about today is.... The Hanged Man. Charon: Why the Hanged Man? Blanc: Means you're gonna make a big life changing choice maybe. Pain and self inflicted punishment. Don't trust a guy who's tied up like the one in the picture.  Charon: Okay.  Blanc: You got the blood of a hero in you, if you wanna be a knight I think you could do it... but if I'm honest Charon, there's a look in your eyes. Destroyer of Worlds-esque even. The kind of the True Heir, a combination of the Kindest Champion and the Devil's Biggest Trick. Everyone's got a little bit of that though I think.... Charon: That sounds bad. Blanc: It's fine as long as you keep to your guns and be a good boy. Now I got a book for you in the back I can set you up with. Little spells and tricks that someone at your age can do with little issue.  Charon: Why can't you just tell me what kind of spell I need? Blanc: Because I trust you to know what you want... and the spell you need right now can't be found just through a elixer or a lotion.  Charon: And my Grandma? Blanc: You might wanna get to know her damage more before dropping yours on her. I think she's got a lot going on.  Charon: Yeah.... You ever talked to her? Blanc: Erica Judgment? Yeah of course! She's come to me for some weird cases in town, she has worries of her own too. I can't get her to open up entirely but I know she can with the right prompting.  Charon: Huh..... Blanc: You have anything coming up that might make her open up? Charon: I got a bunch of cousins coming next week to stay for the summer, Grandma gets nervous taking care of kids because she's worried about being too rough for them. Blanc: Yeah? Well help her through that and that'd show her some merit.  Charon: You think so? Blanc: Yeah, I know so kid. Now, I'll grab you your stuff in a sec. Charon: How much? Blanc: On the house this time, you come here so often I feel like you've earned that much. Charon: Thank you! You don't have to- Blanc: I insist kid, just make sure you start with the smaller spells before you jump too hard and if your gut feels bad on something stop alright? Charon: Right. Blanc: You'll have to gather some materials on your own but most of these should be easy. Charon: Okay. Blanc: And anything involving mention of horrors, don't touch. Your grandma would fry me alive if you mutated a third arm. Charon: I promise I won't mess with horrors like that.  Blanc: Good. You're good kid, good luck and be careful yeah? Charon: Yeah, I will. Thank you. She waves at you as you leave with your new witching materials.

Posted by Lilium Mortem - 03-19-2020, 12:53 AM

Honestly I think that your family could kick anyone's ass. just take these two knuckleheads to see them, it's better than standing here talking about it for the next ten updates.

Posted by A_Mi_Manera - 03-18-2020, 10:27 PM

Charon: I See you pee, whatever. I don't know what that is and I don't care. Hickory snickers. Charon: I was raised in the horror well infested woods. I don't know what your talk of taps and narcs is all about but I know how to break and fry any creature put on this earth. Hickory: So now you're a tough guy, country boy? What woods we talking? Charon: Wonder. Fenton: I don't know any wonder woods.... Hickory: Same. You're clearly not from where we came so we'll give you the benefit of the doubt on one condition. Charon: Yeah? Hickory: Take us back to your folks, we gotta know you're legit. Charon: How do I know I can trust you? Hickory: You can't really. Fenton: Besides, I already gauged you. There's three of you on the train and another waiting for you after this ride. Um... sorry for that but it's a precaution. I don't wanna get caught in some trouble from a stranger offering free drinks like that... thank you for that by the way.  You examine his face, he's a fiend too. He must have the same gauging sight like yours. Hickory: Alternatively you can prove you're good in a scrap. I'll take you on nice and easy and if you can show you're worth we'll back off and let you do your thing.  Fenton: Hick, you're gonna hurt him... Hickory: If he knows better he'll make this easy and take us back. Promise we won't hurt your folks if they're just passing by though.   New Poll system, vote to progress the story. https://www.quiz-maker.com/poll2800015x1F714E85-82

Posted by ಠ_ಠ - 03-10-2020, 12:53 AM

"I see you pee? What does this mean."

Posted by A_Mi_Manera - 03-09-2020, 11:49 PM

Charon: Hickory, you give me a awfully strong vibe coming from you. Hickory: What? Charon: Something about you gives me strong vibes. Fenton too, any truth to it? A trick up the sleeve I don't know? Hickory: Well, I got some fancy powers but... this place is a bit small to use them, maybe if we meet up after the train stops I ccould show them off a bit. Fenton: I got a few things going on too, I got my arm modded to shoot lightning... and I can see and think pretty fast I guess. I'm not big on fighting monsters or creatures from the sky or whatever put is in this place but... I like to think I'm smart where I gotta be. Hickory: Hey if you got a group, take us back to them kid. I wanna know you're not some kind of weird narc or something. Don't like strangers asking much unless they're from a honest place. Charon: I got you both soda! And I'm not sure, I gotta cover my folks too. They're not narcs though. Hickory: Sure, sure. No tap on you then right? Charon: A what? Fenton: He doesn't know what a tap is? Hickory: Sheltered. Figures. You're not cool. Fenton: We're probably safe.  Hickory: Bet he can't spell icup. Oh god you need a comeback, something cool.

Posted by skinstealer - 03-09-2020, 06:53 PM

ask both of them what their skills are directly, don't give up the fact that you can read them so easily yet

Posted by ಠ_ಠ - 03-03-2020, 07:26 AM

ask Hickory why theyre so strong

Posted by A_Mi_Manera - 03-03-2020, 02:54 AM

You play with the last coin in your hand.   "Look this is all I got left. Main goal was to get drinks for my folks you know? But I got enough to cover you so... mind if I at least get a formal introduction?" You casually throw the coin underhand. Hickory catches it.   "Hickory, Hickory Bleu. You all stationed in this car?"  "Yeah, having a bit of a bad day. Got dragged to this world in my pajamas-"  Hickory already was on their way to buy himself a drink. The lizard chimes in.   "Don't mind them too much, just needs their drink fix. I'm Fenton, both of us are trying to get out of here too. I got warped in through a TV and Hickory well... I'm not too sure!"  You nod. "Radio for me and my cousin. Got a couple of time displaced relatives with em too but not sure exactly how. They know more than I do."  "Oh? Can we talk to them? I know we just met but.... I think we'd be best at making it out if we work together right? Hickory?"  "Give me one sec Fent." The bird returns with a Cola in hand. "I mean... I dunno. I don't wanna take help from strangers like that. Especially if there's more than one."  Fenton shakes their head. "We can't be cutting off options. Besides, you're pretty strong right?"  You take a moment to gauge the bird's soul.  Hickory Bleu  Physically they appear to be comparable in strength to most younger teens. Has a particular finesse that makes you feel a need to watch your pockets.  .....  Oh god their proxy is synchronized 100%, they can fully access their scrap form with no penalty. Its powers are defined by "unholy reach" of limbs and the ability to regenerate.  Their defining card is The Tower (Modifier 14 cards). It's incredibly strong and fighting it one on one without caution is asking for a full body cast.  The bird feels very confrontational and will take a long time to warm up to you.  You stare a little too long. They look at you with suspicion. You play off your shock by feigning tiredness. "Sorry, I'm a little out, today hasn't been my best day so far and It's way later than I usually sleep I guess."  Hickory snickers. "You're a bit of a softie if going to bed late does that to you. If you're dead weight we'll ditch you fast you know."  You shake your head. "I'm a little new to this but I won't be a problem like that. Promise."  They scoff at you. Fenton interjects. "I'll make sure to keep you from slowing things down, don't worry too much. You going to be okay taking us to your friends? They won't mind?"  "I doubt they will."  You do a quick reading on him.  Fenton B-Seven  Stats suggest once again that his stats are pretty typical of someone your age. He seemingly has a wide knowledge of metal craft and robotics, something that surprises you just a little.   His Proxy came from a different kind of deck from yours. "Jack of Spades" is synchronized 25% with him and can follow basic commands. It's rather weak, its power defined by the ability to work and process things faster.  He's a fan of the occult just like you and is very knowledgeable in the supernatural. You feel like you both could become close friends easily.  Fenton holds out a hand. "Well then I guess for now we're potential allies right? Feel free to ask us anything since we kinda got a ton out of you just now. Only fair."  Hickory looks away. "I never agreed to that much, you two can share whatever you both want but I'm not gonna answer what I don't wanna."

Posted by 1011686 - 02-23-2020, 09:38 PM

Just toss them the coin with a casual underhand throw and tell them to get what they want. Then use Gauge Soul on them without them knowing.

Posted by Lilium Mortem - 02-20-2020, 02:18 AM

"Look I've had a bad day, I'm stuck in this netherworld limbo in my PJs and I just want to meet back up with a friend. you can have the one singular coin I have left, if you really want to make that big a deal of it, either way I'm going to go back to my seat with my time displaced relatives." The lizard seems key to this, they don't like what Hickory is doing. Appeal to his sense of common decency with honesty about your situation and he might be able to run interference for you at the very least.

Posted by ಠ_ಠ - 02-20-2020, 02:03 AM

offer to sell them a soda for half a coin each. then take your spare coin and the two half coins and buy two sodas. then drink all the sodas at once.

Posted by A_Mi_Manera - 02-19-2020, 09:51 PM

You slot in a coin and dial the number with a few taps of the back of your hand to dispense the can of caffeinated chamoy flavoring, you wanna play this slick. "You want goods? I've got your goods right here-" "You think you're a little fonz or something? If you throw that shit I'm gonna kick your ass." You're cut off by a birdlike fellow, one of the two folks who crept up behind you. "That's chamoy right?" You nod. "Of course, you feeling for that bold flavor?" They shake their head at you. "Nah, that's spicy, I can't do spicy in a soda. Hook me up with something good, pick with your life." Their vaguely reptilian buddy pipes up from behind. "I mean I'll take it if you won't-"  "You can go for better." "I like chamoy..."  "Exactly, you gotta refine your tastes, bleed this kid for what he's worth." "Hickory no." You start slotting in quarters to grab your friends you came to this train with something to quench themselves. You snag yourself a untitled water project. You are left with one coin. You have spent five, you could probably buy this "Hickory" bird kid something. They focus their eye on you. "You're grabbing a bunch there."  "I got some folks with me. Hope you don't mind, that's why I'm here" "Yeah well hook me up too, for real. Everyone's your folks when you're in a extraterrestrial hell train like the one we're in." The lizard sighs. "Hickory..." "Nah, he's got money. I can see it." "He can't have that much if he's seated in the back like us right? Tickets for the storage room are cheap..." "I gotta know. Gotta know everything this kid's got. Gotta know if he's a asset or a quick penny." "Please don't fight him...." "If the kid can afford to gel out his curls and dye, we can see if he can drop us some good drink." How did he know it was curls.... That doesn't matter right now. Should you pick a drink? Should you fight? You could take them on right? Maybe that'd be dumb? Maybe some diplomacy. Maybe some noise to get help here. They can't do you real damage right? You got powers, you sure got them.  What does the voice in your head say right now?

Posted by Lilium Mortem - 02-04-2020, 12:04 AM

I like root beer personally, but as a second choice untitled water project sounds interesting. don't forget to buy Coelacanth-ca-Cola for Erica. those punks behind you might be up to shenanigans, so stay sharp!

Posted by 1011686 - 02-03-2020, 11:38 PM

Here's an arbitrary organization of all that stuff we got. Proxy: - Your Proxy synergy is 50%. "Extreme Retention" will mirror your actions closely when prompted. - "Extreme Retention" has the strength of a fully grown adult of proportionate size and the durability of mortal flesh. Taking lethal damage will cause it to retreat until tension in yur body has stopped. - Your proxy can be called back to you at will from anywhere.  - Most proxies allow you to share sight with them. However as your proxy has no face, it is BLIND and as such is lacking in potential to scout ahead. Keep it close to you if possible.  - "Extreme Retention" can hover above the ground and fly up walls. It cannot however superman fly. - "Extreme Retention" can summon a lance. The lance cannot co-exist with your needle. Due to the nature of using a full sized cavalry lance on ground, the weapon can be categorized as "Unorthodox" and this you have a natural affinity toward it. Active: - You have the ability to summon a large needle at will while exposing your proxy. The needle is categorized as a bladed/unusual weapon and as such will have a small inclining toward you. - This needle can drain fluids and save them for future usage. Keeping fluid in the needle may allow you to convert it in some way..... - Your fiend's eye has tapped into your curios nature given you the ability to "Gauge Soul." Making direct eye contact with one will allow you to see one's proxy and scout for skills. This does not require your proxy to be exposed. You can use this without being detected by anyone who lacks knowledge of fiend abilities. Under most circumstances it is "Undetectable." When you have defined your sense of justice, something amazing may happen..... Passive: - You are blessed with a unusual resistance toward blunt damage, clawing, and biting. Nature is on your side. You are also gifted with a immunity to horror high that rivals full blooded fiends. - Your own strength is below average, your prosthetics are only good enough to get through the day to day tasks scaled to a child and as such may struggle with heavy duty task work. - Your ability to strike is above average due to your basic training as a knight. Your damage when delivering melee based attacks is comparable to a typical adult with modest practice. - You know a good amount about the supernatural items and odd artifacts from another world due to your enthusiasm for the unusual. Feel free to examine items to possibly prompt a few tidbits from your memory. - You have a unusual resistance to those with mind altering abilities. You are your own person and that's all that matters. - You are marked and as such may see disdain from those well versed in angels who are capable of detection. - Your pain tolerance is quite high, trading even blow for blow with anyone softer than you may end up in your favor at times. Do not be reckless however. - Your prosthetics are somewhat clumsy in nature and do poorly in bad weather or difficult terrain. Your mobility is below average. Your proxy on the other hand has slightly above average relative to a adult of approximate scale. As for the drink, I want to get the "Dreaming of Le-mon", although I must admit "Untitled Water Project" interests me as well. Ask the fellows behind you what their names are.

Posted by ಠ_ಠ - 02-03-2020, 08:17 AM

"I've got the goods right here!" Toss them a Chamoy Than You Can Bargain For! DX.

Posted by A_Mi_Manera - 02-03-2020, 06:48 AM

Just as a note, the comic will remain suggestion based for the rest of its run sooo, suggest if ya'll want.

Posted by A_Mi_Manera - 02-03-2020, 06:35 AM

You go over the first nice things you got in your head to say about yourself. "I mean I'm smart enough to get here to begin with even if I didn't plan it. Don't know too many people who can say that right? Try to take care of my look so I don't think I look all too bad." "You mean the hair?" "I like my hair!" "And the PJs?" "They're good pajamas! Anyway I guess besides that... I guess I'm pretty tough if I'm taking all this well. It's pretty big and people could die but I haven't freaked out too hard. Always been though, did I ever tell you about the time my friend Gene and I went to the creek and-" "You smacked your head into a rock." "Yeah. Sunk in and he thought I drowned but I was just fine. Didn't even pass out. Concussions on concussions but I was okay. Doctor said all things considered I shouldn't be alive so... I'm pretty tough." "Yeah, sure are. You feel confident with everything you just told me? Think you can back that up?" "I can, maybe just enough to get by and maybe enough to surprise myself. I got powers now right?" "Yeah, sure you do. Let me tell you something then, I'm gonna update your card before I toss you back to your little stories. Your form will change just a tiny bit, nobody will notice though." "What do you mean?" "Don't worry about it. I'm gonna toss you a few little gifts you were supposed to get later early. You're gonna need this to stay alive, and I need you to make it if I wanna stick around. Well... stick around for now." "You're tied to that angel right?" "Little, more like the worst of it and you. But the worst of you needs the rest to not just phase out." "I gotta give you a proper name you know." "Nah, I'm barely a person honestly. Just kind of a medium between a bunch of folks so don't sweat it too hard. Gonna be you one day though if you make it out." "What does that mean?" "Don't worry about it, like I said." "Alrighty then..." "Give me one sec.... I'm determining our potential so far."   You feel a warmth inside you. You know yourself just a little better.  The card that represents your soul has gained new potential. It flickers with a side you never knew until now. You now have the ability to prompt checking your status. Your Proxy synergy is 50%. "Extreme Retention" will mirror your actions closely when prompted. "Extreme Retention" has the strength of a fully grown adult of proportionate size and the durability of mortal flesh. Taking lethal damage will cause it to retreat until tension in yur body has stopped. You are blessed with a unusual resistance toward blunt damage, clawing, and biting. Nature is on your side. You are also gifted with a immunity to horror high that rivals full blooded fiends. You have the ability to summon a large needle at will while exposing your proxy. The needle is categorized as a bladed/unusual weapon and as such will have a small inclining toward you. This needle can drain fluids and save them for future usage. Keeping fluid in the needle may allow you to convert it in some way..... Your proxy can be called back to you at will from anywhere.  Most proxies allow you to share sight with them. However as your proxy has no face, it is BLIND and as such is lacking in potential to scout ahead. Keep it close to you if possible.  Your own strength is below average, your prosthetics are only good enough to get through the day to day tasks scaled to a child and as such may struggle with heavy duty task work.  Your ability to strike is above average due to your basic training as a knight. Your damage when delivering melee based attacks is comparable to a typical adult with modest practice. Your fiend's eye has tapped into your curios nature given you the ability to "Gauge Soul." Making direct eye contact with one will allow you to see one's proxy and scout for skills. This does not require your proxy to be exposed. You can use this without being detected by anyone who lacks knowledge of fiend abilities. Under most circumstances it is "Undetectable." When you have defined your sense of justice, something amazing may happen..... You know a good amount about the supernatural items and odd artifacts from another world due to your enthusiasm for the unusual. Feel free to examine items to possibly prompt a few tidbits from your memory. You have a unusual resistance to those with mind altering abilities. You are your own person and that's all that matters. You are marked and as such may see disdain from those well versed in angels who are capable of detection.  Your pain tolerance is quite high, trading even blow for blow with anyone softer than you may end up in your favor at times. Do not be reckless however. Your prosthetics are somewhat clumsy in nature and do poorly in bad weather or difficult terrain. Your mobility is below average. Your proxy on the other hand has slightly above average relative to a adult of approximate scale. "Extreme Retention" can hover above the ground and fly up walls. It cannot however superman fly.  "Extreme Retention" can summon a lance. The lance cannot co-exist with your needle. Due to the nature of using a full sized cavalry lance on ground, the weapon can be categorized as "Unorthodox" and this you have a natural affinity toward it.   You feel a step up in the world. "That it? Am I strong now?" "Well no, you have a way to go however.... I will send you back. Prompt me if you need to ask questions down the line." "Gotcha." "And no metagaming." "What?" "You'll understand when you're free of your strings. One day." You start to feel reality phase back in. You are back to being on the makeshift seats in the train's storage room with newly found friends. Erica looks at you with anticipation. "You got this, what's your name?" You try to play off what happened. "Extreme Retention." "Like a cactus?" "Don't know, has a pretty good ring to it in my head.." Arabis chimes in. "It's not too shabby, don't feel like you have to commit too hard however. Are you alright child? You look a little tired." You shrug. "It's past when my grandma wants me to sleep so... just a bit." He shakes his head. "We can't have you doze off until we find a Inn. Hopefully there is one suited to our accommodations. I do know someone who can provide us with assistance once we get to town and we do also have your little friend.... um... is he still on the walkie?" Geezer yells through. "Yeah actually, you still need me right now?" "No, you have done quite well for now. If you could, can you meet up with us at the station?" "Yeah, I'll do my best." Erica turns off the walkie and tucks it away. "We got a heck of a rag tag crew don't we? The old spider, the new kid from the future, the rabbit also from the future." Arabis nods. "We take whoever we can get that shares a common goal, we all wish to return home and this pocket space we're in is linking us. I imagine it could potentially drag in others in proximity too... I have to ask one of you to do me a small favor actually. Could someone grab me a drink from the vending box? There should be one along the walls. Charon? Water or some tea would be good if they offer" You nod. "Easy." "Hold out your hand then child. Giving you a tad extra so you may treat yourself." You cup your hand out. He drops five silver coins into it. You get a loose sense of the weight, the currency must be different around here. Erica pops in on the conversation. "Get me a cola too could you? I'd awfully appreciate some right now, train is stuffy. Do it and I'll teach you a little something. I spot you got a few hidden talents you've not figured out yeah?" You nod. "I'll get you your cola as quick as I can. Make good on your end." "Can do. If they don't got cola water or iced tea is good too. Don't take long." You get up from your seat and pocket the coins. You make your way through the pines of luggage from the passenger's sections who could afford a better ticket here.  It's a bit of a hazard and you admittedly find yourself having to nudge and shove quite a bit of mess to get through. If there were a accident you would more than likely be vaporized off the planet, no confusion on why it's the cheap option. You wonder what cool trick Erica's gonna teach you. You think about the comfy Inn a little at the end of this train trip. You're feeling pretty confident about this whole mess though knowing you got family new, old, and rarely spoken of now with you. You reach the vending box mounted along the wall as promised. The drinks listed appear to be: Coelacanth-ca-Cola Diet Coelacanth-ca-Cola Joe Tackle's Raspberry Iced Tea Soda Orange de Catrina Dreaming of Le-mon. Untitled Water Project Chamoy Than You Can Bargain For! Chamoy Than You Can Bargain For! DX Root Beer, seemingly no brand name attached. You know what to pick up for the others, you think what to grab yourself. You also seemingly got two folks watching you carefully as you pull out your money. They seem to be whispering to each other, maybe even arguing a little. It's hard to make out clearly. One voice is lighter  and the other is a little more on edge. They might be focused on you as you get the words "Ask him for the goods" and "It'll be fine" between them.

Posted by ಠ_ಠ - 01-22-2020, 04:38 PM

This one time, me and my friend Gene, we don't hang out anymore, but we were playing by the river and Gene dared me to touch the bottom which was really stupid because I can't swim very good but I told them I'd do it so I jumped in and then right away hit my head on a big rock that I didn't see because the water was brown and I got a concussion and got swept a long ways downriver. Gene thought I was dead but I wasn't, I never even passed out, I just can't swim. Anyway I had to go to the doctor afterward and the doctor said that I should have been dead cause my skull got cracked but because my head was so hard it didn't bust open. At least that's what I got told the doctor said, anyways, I don't really remember it myself. My point is I can probably get beat up real good and not die I think.

Posted by 1011686 - 01-18-2020, 10:59 AM

I didn't expect to be talking to the past selves of my old relatives in another plane of existence about killing an incredibly powerful entity who hates our family, but I've been pretty much taking it all in my stride, so I guess I'm pretty unflappable.

Posted by - 01-18-2020, 08:56 AM

Well, I know I look good. That and I was smart enough to find out to get involved in all this even if I shouldn't have. I also have superpowers now, I guess. That's looks, brains, and brawn. I'm doing pretty well all things considered.

Posted by A_Mi_Manera - 01-18-2020, 12:45 AM

"I mean I really don't wanna fight him. He seemed pretty cool about things." "Oh?"  "Like, he listened to me ramble and sat with me the entire time right? Can't get my Grandma to do that." "To be fair your Grandma doesn't like seeing you mess with this sort of thing." "Yeah... I sure know why now." "Oh?" "Angel dragged me into this through it right? Through the radio? That's why I'm here talking to you?" "No, not exactly. I predict there's more to it than that." "That's what you'd want me to think right? But for all I know you're a drone that intercepted my experiment." "Mm... your suspicions are valid but my mind is absolutely a separate entity for the most part. Like a cocktail of things. The spook that heard your call, the hell beast that decided to listen in, and the two kids in the room wanting to play fortune teller. You never finished answering though." "I mean I think it'd be pretty close but... he came with a bat so he'd be ready to fight before me.  Heck, he was ready to throw hands with you when you showed up. Probably should have let him." "That's true but you're being modest." "Don't have much to brag about." "Nonsense. Tell me a few good things about yourself. Confidence is what'll keep you alive here. Just a few nice things."

Posted by 1011686 - 01-17-2020, 11:24 AM

Well, he was the one who brought out a baseball bat when you told him what you were doing. He'd be probably more ready to throw down than you at the very least. And yeah, he seems cool.

Posted by Shifter55 - 01-17-2020, 10:23 AM

No, there's other ways to deal with people if it comes to that.

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