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You are the hive, the drones are not in command, the Queen is not in command, though she is of importance, all that matters is the hive and the good of the swarm. The Queen buzzes through the air, her large membranous wings beating a humming breeze beneath her Chitin shell, the thick fur of her underbelly matted with Larvae waiting to mature and wait on their Matriarch. The landscape spreads before the Queen, many possible locations to set up a burrow or paper hive.

>In the distance is a giant forest, trees tripling their usual height. Land here and make a nest.

>Beneath you in thick luscious fields with dotted trees and a stream. Land here and make a nest.

>To your right in the distance is a large mountain range, though cold is sure to have caverns. Land here and make a nest.

>To your left is a thick regular forest that the stream disappears into. Land here and make a nest

>Chew up wood and make a paper/ resin nest above ground
>Burrow and create an underground nest

>1 Queen
>4 Larvae
>Food- 2 Royal Jelly
>Hive- None
>Known races- None

For any action such as combat, travelling, exploring, digging, breeding etc... Roll a d100 "/dice 1d100"
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can we do both nests? majority underground and some on the surface?
>To your right in the distance is a large mountain range, though cold is sure to have caverns. Land here and make a nest.

>Burrow and create an underground nest

If there's already a large cavern present, take shelter in that and start reinforcing it to make it all cozy for the queen.
You can, but for now pick 1 as a base, then can work different layers from there

Rolled 95 (1d100)

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"Wh-what the hell is that?" Hella shouts.

The cloud creature shrieks, sounding vaguely like... a howling wind. You reach out and grab Hella by the back of her collar, yanking her to relative safety behind the pedestal.

Then you roll out from behind cover, creating a buckler as you tumble so you're ready by the time you get your feet.

But the creature has other plans, flying towards Madelaine and bringing it's scythe-like arms to bear.

She gets a desperate wind blade off to deflect one arm, but she doesn't have time to get out of the way of the other... until you send your buckler over.

The creature's arm slams into the small shield, stressing it almost to the breaking point immediately. It holds just long enough for Madelaine to twirl away and prepare for whatever it does next, and you rush to her side as it shatters.

Recognizing the new threat, the creature howls again. Its howl quickly rises in pitch, and the wind blasts you away from it.

You tumble back and hook your mageblade into the ground to stop yourself from going off the edge, then get back to your feet and get ready, searching your surroundings for the creature.


It's gone...

"Madelaine!" You call out, as you run over to her. "Did you see where it went?"

Madelaine is slowly getting back to her feet. "Yes" She says.
"Where?" You ask.

She stands up, keeping her eyes closed for a moment... she takes a deep breath in. "Raligos is here" She says, in a voice that is both hers and not hers...

She opens her eyes, which now shine bright green, and swings her sword at you...

>Roll 1d100 with focus

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Rolled 68 (1d100)

Nat 100 incoming
Rolled 75 (1d100)

Hey smiley
Rolled 25 (1d100)


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Youre driving to visit your mother when you suddenly see this
You try driving away but dont escape the blast. Someone sees your phone and picks it up. You were on a chat app. They hand it to their friend and then they update you while the story unfolds. This will have a mystery and lots of choice!
So we can decide whether we play it here or discord.
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You start driving and see a traffic jam. What do you do? There is a forest and a small town nearby. You could likely outrun the blast to either.
Call mom
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You call your mom, no signal

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Disclaimer: This is my first time DMing in months, so apologies on how rusty Il be.

It was a quiet night in the inn of Red Rum, a halfway point in between the cities of Averndale and Hugo's Jetty, nestled in the forests appropriately named "Traveler's Demise". There had been rumors of a creature eviscerating merchant caravans at night. Patrons of the tavern drunk in silence; something was... off in the air tonight.

(Pic related, Red Rum tavern)
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The door bursts open, and an elf stumbles through. He is dragging his intestines inside, before collapsing in the doorway.
"People of this tavern, I... need you to be warned. I.... I am a merchant. From Averndale. A... A shadow attacked us. I ran, but... It has all but finished me. Please,slay this monster. For the love of the gods, p-"

He dies, his blood staining the wooden floor.
Now make your character. Race, class, etc. you know the drill. then decide what to do from here:

A: hunt the beast now
B:Wait until sunrise
C: Other. tell me what you'll do.
Race: Human
Class: Hunter. Carries a crossbow, 700 arrows at the moment. I think we should clean up the body before anything else.

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You are Captain Carya Marseille-O'Hara, and when all this started you didn't consider the possibility that your final enemy would have started off 'cornered': but that's exactly what the Jovians are. Of course nobody put them there, at least not deliberately. Instead it was more a process of slow relegation, having been made irrelevant economically and marginalized politically by developments over which they had no control and in which they had no influence. Either they had to find a way to become relevant again or they would find themselves firmly in the 'dustbin of history' like so many other civilizations before them.

So instead of adapting, they chose to radically alter their circumstances. They reasoned that with enough investment of raw materials and personnel, effectively the only two things the had at their disposal to invest, they could use the barely-understood phenomenon of the “Psycho-Field” to increase the density of Jupiter's gaseous body to the point where it became a second sun in the outer Solar system. It was ambitious, yes, possibly even insane. But had it worked it would have revolutionary consequences for the Jupiter Empire.

They could grow crops in their colonies using the light of their own star in the sky, solving their most immediate crisis caused by the distance between Jupiter and Sol. Living would improve, and the abundant mineral wealth of the new Jovian System would draw in labor from the disenfranchised inner System colonists, the remnants of the Earth Federation, the last dying gasps of Zeon. All those with a grudge against those who benefited from the last great 'revolution' of faster-than-light travel and left them behind would use the same phenomenon to get even.

And then, you figured? They'd want to expand. It was never enough for the Jovians, the Federation, Zeon, any of them, just to survive. For them to truly consider themselves successful the new Empire would have to see its enemy suffer, and with the ability to simply make stars wherever it saw fit they'd have a tool no one else did. They could expand infinitely into space, artificial worlds orbiting artificial stars feeding raw resources and living beings into a vast war machine. Sure those stars would only live a few centuries but that would be enough.
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Maybe it could have worked, too.

But it didn't. The cyber-newtypes they'd put aboard a massive converted helium tanker collapsed the gas giant they had intended to test the technique on to the point of singularity, trapping themselves within the gravity well of the black hole they accidentally created which swiftly drew in material from the surrounding nebula. Their wordless psychic death-screams drawn out for months, perhaps even years in time, by the time dilation in that tortured region of spacetime. It's already driven one crew to madness, the crew of the derelict stealth ship you discovered which precipitated this whole sequence of events.

Now it's time to deal with Jupiter.

“We'll be entering the Oort cloud in thirty seconds,” Rossweisse reports. “How do you want to approach this?”

>Slow down, enter Jovian space at a reasonable pace.
>Decelerate late, bring us into Jovian space fairly hot.
>Loop us around Callisto, try to hide our drive signature.
>>Loop us around Callisto, try to hide our drive signature.
>>Loop us around Callisto, try to hide our drive signature.
Sneeki breeki

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It is a dark era for the Jedi Order. The Sith Empire’s relentless assault obliterated the Jedi Temple on Coruscant and slaughtered many of the Republic's brave defenders during the last war. The surviving Jedi have withdrawn to their ancient homeworld of Tython, where they take advantage of a fragile peace to train a new generation of guardians for the galaxy and investigate their ancient origins. Desperate for numbers to swell their dwindling ranks, the Jedi have begun accepting older Apprentices to train in the ways of the Force.

You are Paxious Dromus. Once a simple Zabrak farmboy from a backwater world near Iridonia, you have impressed your masters time and again with your command of the Force. You’ve sparred with masters, beaten Flesh Raiders, uncovered Jedi Shadows, and studied the mysteries of the Force and the history of the Jedi.

Now you have stumbled on a band of Flesh Raiders accompanied by a mysterious masked figure. Before you could find out exactly why the masked figure was there, they fled in an explosion.

Jedi Knight Quest 18:

Explosions rock the jungle. The Flesh Raiders’ screams of pain, confusion, and rage mingle as some are ripped apart and others attempt to counter-attack their yet-to-be-seen foe. As some flesh raiders enter a tent that weapons are stored in, another explosion levels it. Your lightsaber goes activates on instinct and before you know it, three flesh raiders have charged at you and three flesh raiders lay dead on the ground, your saber gliding through their bodies with little resistance. You slash a flesh raider and its axe in half, the creature falling to the ground, instantly dead. Another flesh raider swings a crude sword at you, only for you to use the Force to stop its hands before stabbing it through the head. In the seconds since the explosions began, you’ve killed 5 flesh raiders.

The masked figure runs out of the clearing into the jungle, headed north. What’s north? The only settlements on Tython are to the west. Could they have a ship there? Where would they have landed? Could you track it if it tries to leave the planet?

What will you do?

> Chase after masked figure
> Find your friends. Are they okay?
> Finish off these Flesh Raiders
> Tell everyone to run and get back to the temple and run. If you make it back soon enough and let everyone know, maybe you can track the ship before it takes off.
> Write-in
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> Find your friends. Are they okay?
We can notify the masters of the masked man, no need to get in potential trouble
>Find your friends. Are they okay?

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Here's our discord where we handle direct communications/secrets.
Some basic stuff about the civ:
We have a wiki as well!
Story summary today that Hare compiled:

Mid summer, Year 815
>>Population: 32 million

>>Buildings: House of Lords,Cathedrals, Gladiatorum, Academies, barracks, dry docks, monuments, finery forges,Great Lighthouses, sewers,schools,watermills,windmills,hospitals, baths, Renaissance architecture, stained glass;
>>Economy:three-crop rotation,standartised manoral agriculture,quasi-pastoralism, stable Mark,artisans and workshops, no debt
>>Culture:Code of Roggar, quality festivals and folk culture, books,printing press, dragonslaying, good arts, calendar,noble manners,Tournaments, improving propaganda, Universities
>>Technology:heavy plough,horse collar,wind mill,sewers,stirrups,quality metallurgy, good glassworks, medium medicine,medium natural science,quality mechanics,good crafts,good textiles,medium fishing,improving blackpowder
>>Government:Feudal Contract, good bureaucracy, City Guards,Legisature, trial of ordeal, elective monarchy, Council, Holy Pantheonic Empire, Imperial Law, standartised measurements
>>Magic: MAGA,quality golemancy,medium alchemy, medium enchantments, good spellweaving
>>Military: 28k Proffesionals in Roggar; 22k in Ranelirda;Somewhat Recently disbanded peasant levies; Recovering feudal levies;
>>Navy:30 galleons, 10 caravels, 10 war galleys, 1 superboat, DRANK
>>Religion: old gods shamanism, Pantheon worship, Virism

>A.Food production & growth
>B.Culture & religion
>E.Government & laws
>F.Exploration & colonization
>G.Research & development(Cooldown)
>I.Diplomacy & war
>J.Magical matters
>K.Trade & Finance

One economic turn first, then we'll get a summary on the western front, then maybe jump back to the expedition we got half-way through last episode.
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>E.Government & laws
We need to track down any remnants of Vast cultist cells or other former patsies of Wave whatsoever in our beloved nation.

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You are standing in front of a haunted house. Why did you come here?

>"I am a priest. I came here to banish the evil spirits that dwell here." [Low Combat Skills, Moderate Investigative Skills, High Faith]

>"I am a demon hunter. I came here to destroy the evil spirits that haunt this place." [High Combat Skills, Low Investigative Skills, Moderate Faith]

>"I am a detective. I came here to investigate the mysterious deaths that occurred here." [Moderate Combat Skills, High Investigative Skills, Low Faith]
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>>"I am a detective. I came here to investigate the mysterious deaths that occurred here." [Moderate Combat Skills, High Investigative Skills, Low Faith]
>>"I am a detective. I came here to investigate the mysterious deaths that occurred here." [Moderate Combat Skills, High Investigative Skills, Low Faith]
You are a detective who has been investigating the occult for a while.

You are in your late thirties, not as strong nor as fast as you were when you were younger, but you can still handle yourself in a fight.

You are pretty good at being an investigator though, you tend to notice things other people would miss. You are also good at interrogating suspects and solving mysteries.

You are skeptical when it comes to religion however. Not someone who would carry a cross or know how to perform exorcisms.

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Kneeling beside your shattered bed, you think out your message to Minerva, your lips moving in time as you unintentionally speak out the past week’s endeavours to your Goddess.

You know that she isn’t very active now as she receded below the horizon a solid two hours previous, but she will hear you. She will know. All she has ever asked from you is communication and respect - so keeping her in the loop is the least you can do. At least until more Darnites need killing.

The slight pangs of attention you always feel when you are praying recedes before you finish and with a start you realize it has been much longer than you believed; it’s been almost an hour since you came into your own room. Well, it must be as you can feel someone else in the room with you which could only be - “Hona. What’s happening?”

“Lexington did not come to take his turn driving.” She says simply, “Vhy vere you praying?”

“I haven’t prayed in a while.” Standing up and dusting off the knees of your outfit you have to roll your neck to get some stiffness out of it, “Did you knock the door?”

You thought it had be best to check she hadn't forgotten such a simple thing, but her look tells you she doesn’t appreciate the implication of stupidity. “I had to check.”

> Enter Lex’s room

> Take Lex’s shift driving

> Wake up Luc so he can drive

> Write-In

Shill stuff:
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> Take Lex’s shift driving
>> Take Lex’s shift driving

Calling it in 5 minutes.

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Previously... Miho Tsukada, the Heavenly Child, found the confirmation that she had been seeking – Monad and the native gods of mankind are one and the same. The true existence of the Oracle was also revealed as a blasphemous fusion of divine AI and magical girl, albeit a willing volunteer. With clashing divinities and fighting in the streets, can there really be a peaceful future ahead?

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It must be a slow news day – your antics from the previous night made the morning news.

Of course, there isn't much to report. Other than the few details that were immediately reported, much of the news is speculation – often lurid in nature. There's talk of gun battles, of criminal gangs running rampant, of drugs flooding into the streets... Perhaps the only new information is confirmation of what you already suspected – the gang was selling Accela, although the news uses the street name of “Boost”. More dramatic that way, perhaps.

Either way, the media seems quite content to rant and rave about current events. One commentator even links Kaoru's attack with the murder on Neptune Island, hysterically citing them both as evidence for some vast wave of violence and civil disorder that was surely coming.

Meanwhile, the streets were peaceful and calm as you walked from school to the Shrine, without so much as a single piece of graffiti in sight.
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You all gather at the shrine as planned, with Emi arrived last. “Sorry, I had to go do a thing,” she announces, hurrying up to meet you all, “Had to speak with Kaoru about some stuff and, uh, yeah. I'm here now.” She glances your way then, giving you a tiny shake of her head – imploring you not to mention anything. “Oh right, Miho,” snapping her fingers, Emi starts to fumble in her pocket, “I don't know what you're up to, but I'm not here to handle your love letters!”

“What?” you blurt out, “I don't... excuse me?”

“I found this in my locker at work today,” Emi explains, handing an envelope to you, “It's addressed to you.”

True enough, your name is scrawled on the envelope along with a kiss of black lipstick. Crow, of course, this is exactly the sort of trick that she'd pull. You really shouldn't complain, since this time she's sort of helping you, but still...

Waving Ayane away as she starts to crowd in and read over your shoulder, you rip open the envelope and skim over the contents. A postcard from Kaneshiro Park, with the words “Found her. Tonight.”

“Kaneshiro Park. My my, how romantic,” Kasumi murmurs, peering around at the postcard, “But who exactly is this referring to?”

“That's what I wanted to talk to you all about,” you tell the group quietly, “It's about the Oracle, and it's... it's complicated.”


It feels almost like a confession, getting everything you've learned about the Oracle out in the open. From the incident four months ago to Noriko's role in the Oracle system, you don't leave out a single detail. It's a reflection of how seriously your group is taking this that nobody interrupts you while you're telling your story, not once. Even after you've finished talking, it's a long time before anyone else can speak up.

“It's not right,” Ayane finally decides, her voice wavering, “It's... it's not right that they can just do that! All those people, dead because of some machine...”

“The problem doesn't lie with the AI. ZOE did exactly what she was programmed to do. This was human error – allowing ZOE to operate without oversight was what led to this... disaster,” Maika adds in a more cautious tone, “I respect Doctor Fujiwara, but this mistake – and it WAS a mistake, not malice or design – is of her making. She has a responsibility to make sure this never happens again, even if it means rebuilding the Oracle Program from the ground up. I believe that the program has merit, even after everything we've heard.”

Maika's defence is met with an awkward silence. “Emi, Kasumi?” you ask quietly, “What do you think?”


“Uh...” Emi looks up, and you realise that she was barely listening to what you had been saying, her mind clearly on other things. “Fuck it, I don't know,” she offers, “But like, we start messing around with stuff, and the Sentinels might... y'know, take it badly. I don't mind a fight, but we've got enough shit on our plate already. So, uh, that's all I got to add.”

“I'm more curious about Megumi,” Kasumi murmurs, “Were you planning on telling her about this?”

“That was...” you wince, “I hadn't thought that far ahead yet. Things have been, uh, frantic lately.”

Emi, at least, has the good graces to look embarrassed at that – for a few moments. Her skittish grin soon returns. “Well, you wouldn't want to get bored, would you?” she jokes, “So what's our plan?”

“Our plan?” you repeat, “See what Crow was able to learn, I guess. But...”

>Our meeting isn't for a while yet. I'm going home to grab a nap
>I want you all to come with me to see Crow. Can you meet me at Kaneshiro Park?
>I want to go to see Megumi first, talk things over with her
>There's something else that I wanted to discuss... (Write in)
>I want to talk to Megumi first
>I want everyone to come along to meet with Crow

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War, war never changes.


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You are the Courier. Building a nation from the ground up is not easy and comes with growing pains, and dilemma's of character fortitude in the pursuit of power, and yet like the robots that form the backbone of your society your nation steels itself onward. Ever new lands, new persons, and new abilities come under your sway.



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It's fine. Nobody plays Fallout 4 for the story anyways, it's kinda shit.
Pretty much, all you need to know is that there are androids and you're the last dude from a vault and you spend all of your time building cool scrap cities and modifying all your scrap guns.

Also, The Silver Shroud is the best fucking questline in the game.
And Curie is the best waifu
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The Courier turns his attention to Wendy Gilbert. A soldier he first met in Boulder City, as a hostage of the Great Khans. When she and her squad were rescued, they discharged her for cowardice. Her home had always been Boulder City, where generations of Gibert's lived since the Great War. One day, she intends to return to there again with her son, when the Legion are gone.

For now, she enjoys her new home. Certainly better than the shack she had, she's adjusted well to being a mother, cleaning cooking and clothing for her son Richard, who dreams of being a soldier like his mum.

A shiny clean home of old world appliances and comforts. Soft, smooth, and dull.

She needs a break from a break. The reason she joined you in the first place was in search of an adventure. And so an adventure is exactly what you treat her too.

You ask her if she's ever gone flying. She hasn't. Then today's her lucky day.

You tell her to get changed, on the spot, because we're going somewhere. Richard is with his aunt, the house is fine, lets go. Soon enough she's soaring through the air on your UFO (which in your spare time you figured out to have two seats), her heart pounding at the speed and height, gripping you for dear life while you laugh. Eventually she calms down enough, and you show her what the world looks like from the air.

"Pick a spot" you say, "any spot. And we'll land there."

You take her to the tops of cliffs overlooking the grand canyon. Playfully searching through curious old world buildings for interesting items. Hunting wild critters that you skin and roast on an open flame.

You filled your day with new sights and wonders, all the while chatting and getting to know her more.

By nightfall the moon is up, and you take her to the clouds. The UFO hovers, quietly, watching the stars as you eat deliciously seasoned Bighorner Jerky and baked potato's and sipping on ancient old world wines. Candles in an aircraft aren't the best idea, so instead you bring a little Light Switch 02 lamp that bathes the interior of the cockpit in a pinkish hue.

Both of you are full, more than a little drunk, and tired from the days activities.

But not too tired.

The stars and moon begin to fade away as you stare into each others eyes. You are so close you can feel the warmth of each others breathe and hear your beating hearts, and as you smell the wine still fresh on each others lips, soon you find your eyes shut as you taste them.


The night is long and sweet.

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You are the TEMPLAR, a holy knight sent to clear the frontier of monsters and heresy!

Currently, you were leading your party up in the mountains to hunt down a particularly large Manticore that had taken up residence there. Fortunately, this was a private request from your own Templar Order and not an official quest from the Guild, so running into rival adventurers or anybody from Eisenwand likely wouldn't be a problem.

However, mountainous terrain and heavy armor really did not mix all that well. In addition to having to carry extra weight uphill, but the uneven terrain and sheer drops meant that falling over to your potential death was always a constant risk.

Not that you were particularly afraid, though. But risks always had to be considered. At least the rest of your party didn't seem too troubled by the terrain. Niko and Naru seemed used to the difficult trek, while Morgan was going out of her way guiding Nino through the paces while Romulus followed close behind.

>Offer to carry Nino up the mountain.
>It's best she learn while she can.
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>>It's best she learn while she can.
>>It's best she learn while she can.
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>>It's best she learn while she can.

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In which the QM has no fucking idea what he's doing

You were trained for this. You are a member of the proud United States Air Force, Specialty Security Forces. You are posted at Fairchild AFB, Spokane, Washington, and you can hear rifle shots and screams. When they started you were in

>the barracks
>the mess
>the security office
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>>the security office

I'm telling you... I'M INNOCENT!!!!
Wow, I really fucked that up.
Supporting this.

You wake up cold on the damp stone floor. Dim torchlight makes a faint glow around the room. "Peter. Wake up." a familiar voice says to you. "Its almost time."

> Time for What? Where am I?
> Im awake. I have been looking forward to this for a long time now.
> Why didnt you wake me up earlier! There is so much to do!
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> Im awake. I have been looking forward to this for a long time now.
>Time for what? Where am I?
> Why didnt you wake me up earlier! There is so much to do!

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Alright, I'm in the den of what had been my nightmares for years and it isn't actually that bad. I mean Its about as dirty as my old home in here....with a bit more dirt and fur everywhere to be entirely honest. I try my best not to look awkward or uncomfortable as I sit one one of the kind of itchy furred pillows set on the ground willynilly, since I guess Juniper and her brother yew can't really sit in chairs comfortably considering they used to be wolf beasts....or maybe they just prefer the floor? I mean neither of them exactly care for manners or proper behavior so it could very easily be the latter.

Adjusting my legs, I scoot a bit closer to the middle of the pillow as Yew sits across from me, staring as Juniper runs back and forth, grabbing and fiddling with things to try to make me feel at home. If I wasn't used to Juniper's antics, I'd be a little disturbed with how her brother is just looking at me but now I'm just kind of used to it....at least he's stopped sniffing me and accidently insulting me.

"Ah, so that's how the air conditioner thing works!" Juniper says, with a nearly smug grin as the stuffy air in the cave turns cool and starts to finally flow, making it all feel a little less....well choking "now if only I could get the tv working"

"Gah, that things terrible sis" Yew groans as Juniper hops next to him, leaning against him as they both sit on their haunches, Juniper scratching her ears with her foot before she stops and smiles

"So what do you think? Nice huh? Better than just some pit in the ground, for you at least right" She snickers "glad there's that ice thing that keeps it from getting too hot in here now"

"yeah yeah" Yew says nodding "never realized how horrible it was to fall asleep sweating"

"isn't that rude to say in front of guests?" Juniper asks, furrowing her brow before she shakes her head, apparently forgetting about it as she leans over me with a fangy smile "So, do you like it? Huh, huh? come on, tell me Carol!"

"Stop making so much noise!" Yew barks, making Juniper growl

"Oh stop whining, we have a guest and you making just as much noise as I am!" She yells back at him

"And you're making her scared like a sheep!" he says, pointing a claw at me "aren't you supposed to be friends or something"

"We are but you aren't letting her talk with your whimpering" Juniper says, lowering her ears

"Wanna fight?" yew snorts as I just sit here quietly like a good guest, not want to make whatever this is worse than it already is

Juniper glances at me, and frowns

"I wanna fight something" She says

"Her? you'd break her" Yew snorts "remember? humans are like twigs!"

"Not her you idiot!" She roars, shaking the whole cave as her locket glows. Yew just winces and turns to me

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"What?" He asks tilting his head, like it isn't obvious why I'm staring.

what do I do?
[] just sit here silently
[] compliment their home
[] ask if they always fight like this
[] tell juniper we can fight something later
[] try and steer the conversation away from violence
[] relax for a bit and just enjoy their company.
[] So....do you two have separate rooms or?
[]do you have anything to eat?
[] write in
>[] compliment their home
>[] ask if they always fight like this
>[] tell juniper we can fight something later
>[] try and steer the conversation away from violence
>[] relax for a bit and just enjoy their company.
>[] So....do you two have separate rooms or?
>[]do you have anything to eat?

We'll save sillier questions about their house/lifestyle for later.
>[] just sit here silently
>[] ask if they always fight like this
>[] relax for a bit and just enjoy their company.
>[] So....do you two have separate rooms or?
>[]do you have anything to eat?
>[] tell juniper we can fight something later

Sure could use some free ac.

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