Reality Fallacy Quest #2

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You quickly move to a better location, scaling the brick walls of the alleyway and perching above the 3 men in the alley.

One is an immense man, Standing at least a head above the others and rippling with muscles. He wears bladed chains over a suit of metal bands and leathers.

He stands behind a second, scared looking man in light blue scrubs. His features are plain, but he seems... dangerous. Beneath what you see at a first glance, his eyes are rapidly taking in the situation, and his quivering, shifting nature has brought him close to a piece of rubble, some concrete with a 3 foot length of thick metal sticking out.

Finally, you see a smaller man with heavily scarred skin, whether from burns, usage, or other sources is unknown. He keeps rambling on in that nasally, heavily accented voice, prodding the prey for an answer.

It's obvious this man is going to try and fight off these criminals, do you have any inclination to let him? Or are you going to save him before he has the chance to do so himself?

>Kill the criminals in front of him, then eat them.
>Knock the criminals unconscious, escort him away from the area and call the police.
>See how this plays out, only save him if it seems obvious he will totally lose, and likely die.
>Write in.

Also, You pick up noise of another commotion in a nearby area. It sounds like a small war has broken out in the streets, distracting the people you are observing.

>>1575268
>>1575276
I didn't stick around for the first thread, but I'm glad my item pick won.

>Kill the criminals in front of him, then eat them

You decide not to wait for this man to launch his counter attack, instead dropping to the ground next to them. The three story drop doesn't even faze you, but you seem to have scared the victim even more now.

He quickly grabs the rubble and goes to swing at the man in front of him, and the tall man speaks up for the first time. "And who are you? Leave now, or die." He proclaims in a deep bass that you feel as much as you hear.

Roll for the combat sequence
DC 40/50/70

3 sets of 1d100+10

Rolled 18 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>1575377

>>1575385
That's a great way to start off a thread, isn't it?

You don't deign to answer him. Instead, you simply plant your foot into his extremely sturdy ribcage, grinding your heel on his spine and deploying feeding tendrils inside the incredibly tough body of the man.

The victim has just barely missed what you did, due to his own victory. He successfully landed a hit on the man who was threatening him, but he doesn't stop with breaking his shoulder. He flies into a rage, the concrete on a stick pulps the upper torso of the man, leaving a disgusting mess the consistency of pulled pork.

Then it hits you, your mind reels as an entirely separate existence is cataloged in your memories. Harry Gunther, a supernaturally tough man who was often used as a living shield in the many gangs he had joined, joined and outlived to be more correct. He had never found something that could kill him, even old age.

Strangely enough, even with the 200 years of memories, you don't have any problem asserting your own identity. You'll admit to being worried about that.

Looking back to the man, you shake your foot of Harry's shirt and chains. He's on his knees in front of the unrecognizable stain in front of him, staring at his hands.

>Leave him and go check out that war going on.
>Leave him and go home.
>Leave him and go somewhere else. (Write in)
>Try and talk to him. (Write in what you want to say.)
>Ask him if he's going to eat that, then eat the body regardless of his answer.

>>1575419
>Ask him if he's going to eat that, then eat the body regardless of his answer.

>>1575419
>>Ask him if he's going to eat that, then eat the body regardless of his answer.

"Hey, you gonna eat that?" You ask the man as he stares into space. He keeps mumbling something something not human something something monster. "Heh, you're not a monster, I am."

From your shoulder sprouts feeding tendrils which snake down and into the messy mush beneath his knees. Small, hairlike tentacles branch from it and clean some of the mess from him as well.

It's strange, the way your body absorbs what was once another person. Each cell quickly and ruthlessly infected, assimilated, and added to your collection of biomass. Extraneous mass goes through another strange procedure, disappearing from your interior 'sight'.

One of the things which have NOT disappeared is the man you just 'saved', staring at you with wide eyes, his body locked on his knees and paralyzed by the sight of you.

"H-W-what are you?" He asks.

>I told you, I'm a monster. - Eat him.
>Just your friendly neighbor hood... super-hero? Uhh. (Write in a name.)
>None of your business. Leave.
>Write in.

>>1576742
>I told you, I'm a monster. - Eat him

Am i still me?

>>1576742
>Just your friendly neighbor hood... super-hero? Uhh. (Write in a name.)
Behemoth

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Sorry I'm on mobile but 1D2 => 2.
Rolled on Rolz
1 is eat him

2 is Wisecrack

I'll update in an hour or so when I get my computer back.

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'Behemoth huh?' You wonder as you walk out of the alley. It's the name you gave the man, after ripping his view of the world to shreds.

You wonder if he'll be able to go to work tomorrow, or if flashbacks of this night will haunt him forever. Maybe his kill awakened him to a life as a serial killer. Maybe you should have just eaten him... Oh well, no use worrying over something in idle thoughts.

You are perched on a gargoyle hanging over a street, 14 stories in the air. The city looks kind of beautiful from here, though the war covering many blocks beneath you ruins it.

You could join in, see what's up. Or go looking for more people to 'save', maybe even make some money if you find any safe houses.

You could always just go home too, or do something totally different, like commit a crime. Your urges are new and hardly restrained, maybe you want to spread...

What DO you want to do?
>Look at the war.
>Find some crime.
>Do some crime (Write in what you want)
>Go home.
>Write in.

>>1580523
>Look at the war.

>>1580523
>>1580523
>>1580523
>>1580523
>Go home

I vote for becoming the ruler of the world - by force of course. We need some way to create minions that aren't mindless for that though - and to mind control them hive-style or have them have unwavering loyalty.

We could do this a bunch of different ways. One of them is by creating a hivemind by summoning a dead zerg like some anon mentioned in previous thread, until we crack the mutation - after that we should be able to convert others to our loyal subjects.. I think?
Also we need to do some work on making sure we don't fuck over the world completely like what happened in prototype with the virus.