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Nazi Experimental Quest 12

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Character Sheet: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1dbHfLvUNQVM4qsomLlvpMOEWO7IDEf1fmC1ICYzJBdA/edit

So, since I finally moved to the States and settled down, my schedule should be going from strange as fuck to somewhat normal again, and hopefully less delays.

You and the prisoner flee the scene of the crime, and eventually come to what seems to be a hallway, full of skeletons covered in blood and the ground covered in gore. You see some of the cells had their bars broken down and a few skeletons lazily stare out towards you, slumped against the wall with bloody red bones. It's unnerving to say the least.

"...Is it this bad everywhere?" You idly ponder aloud.

"You werewolves a- Oh... Well, I suppose US werewolves, thanks to your fucking shittery."

"Come on, we got out of there."

"I would of fucking shanked you with a knife if I could."

"Yeah, thank God for domination."

"Domination?"

"...Nevermind."

"...Right."

You nearly trip over another skeleton wearing virtual scraps of prisoner clothes.

"Don't know why the fuck they put lycanthropes in this prisoner."

"It's because Poland has jack-shit of an econom-"

"You sound like one of those criminals, I hear they call them politicians."

Actions.

>...I'm the king of Poland you know.
>Why were you locked up here anyways?
>...Come on, I don't want to disturb the dead. It creeps me out.
>How far away are we from my wife?
>...Thanks for getting me this far, I guess.
>Are those lycanthropes going to be following us?
>...How bad was it once the lycanthropes got out anyways?
>Politicians aren't criminals.
>Write-In
>>
>>548813
>"Let's just get to the medical wing or somewhere safe. I'll tell you whatever you need to know either on the way or once we are there."
>>
"Come on, let's just get to the medical wing or somewhere safe. I'll tell you whatever you need to know either on the way or once we're there."

"The Medical Wing is under lock down, and the two of us would have a hell of a time trying to break in. Not to mention it's right next to the armory."

"Wouldn't that be pretty easy to get through?"

"From what I hear it's basically the last place any human is besides the occasional straggler of band."

"So it's where the rest of the prisoners are?"

"...Yeah. Probably are helping themselves to the medical supplies as we speak. Fuck, I'd like something myself."

Actions.

>...You said something about vents... Could we take those instead of be out in the open?
>Can we duck into one of those cells and wait for me to heal up?
>Our best bet is to head towards the medical wing.
>...We need to keep going to my wife, alright?
>...So, let me tell you the basics of lycanthropy...
>Write-In
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>>548833
Best bet would probably be to wait for our not flesh crazed family to save our ass.

>Can we duck into one of those cells and wait for me to heal up?

Welcome back QM.
While we're waiting.

>...So, let me tell you the basics of lycanthropy...
Don't skimp the details of the diet expansion serum, flesh addiction, and why we are here trying to help our wife and selves.
>>
"Can we duck into one of those cells and wait for me to heal up?"

"Sounds a lot better then walking around and hoping that we don't get fucked up or something."

"Right... Well, let me just tell you about what lycanthropy might include..."

Over the next fifteen minutes you tell him about the diet expansion serum, flesh addiction, why your trying to help your wife and yourself.

"So uh... You don't seem addicted."

"Let's just say it's hard to avoid at times. Hell, it's a miracle that I didn't infect or eat you earlier."

"Right..."

He seems somewhat unnerved...

PoV choice!

>Ritter? Ritter.
>Why not Daciana?

>>548841
Fun fact, I've also been revising the European Dragon Quest character sheet, I dunno if you've seen it but I'm splitting that shit up into two parts and moving shit around.
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>>548850
Haven't seen it.dont think I read this sheet either. Lol.

>Why not Daciana?

Terminator is fun but let's be able to think reasonably.
>>
Daciana it is.

"...So, we're pulling up to the prisoner, Ritter."

"MAXIMIUM FORCE MODULE ENGAGED."

"...Maximium force?"

"YES."

Actions.

>...I don't think we have the firepower to go in and shoot people really, Ritter.
>...Ritter, why don't you stay back here and... Dawdle?
>That's the spirit, Ritter!
>Ritter, try to use non-lethal force, alright?
>Write-iN
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>>548857
>Ritter, try to use non-lethal force, alright?

>Uh, shoot their legs? It's not that hard.
>>
"...Ritter, there's no need for using lethal force. Just shoot them in the legs."

"...I AM DISAPPOINTED. BUT ORDER CONFIRMED."

"Right... Now, let's get in alright?'

The two of you exit the truck and walk up the driveway where quite a few Ex-Russian military trucks are. Lycanthrope soldiers are all around along with human law enforcement. Which are all Russians of course.

You get stopped by what seems to be a human guard who wants to know why your headed into the prison.

"Why the hell are the two of you going in? No civilian is allowed access."

Actions.

>...That's none of your business, alright?
>I need to help the king, got it?
>...I have a robot with me and your asking questions? Move aside.
>I'm not a civilian, alright?
>...Right. Just try to find another way into the prison.
>Come on, we're
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>>548867
>...I have a robot with me and your asking questions? Move aside. I've got my orders from the king of Poland.
>>
Here's a pro-tip anons, falling in a bed with a cat is a really bad idea because chances are you'll fall asleep.
RIP me.

Now, back to this quest.

"I have a robot with me and your asking questions? Move aside, I've got my orders from the king of Poland himself."

"...How do I know you aren't lying?"

"HER STATEMENT IS CORRECT, I RECOMMEND MOVING ASIDE BEFORE WE ARE FORCED TO MOVE YOU TO THE SIDE."

"Holy shit, that's a real robot?"

"Yeah. It also has machine guns in it's arms. Move aside."

The guard grunts and moves aside. The two of you go further towards the entrance.

"I AM CURIOUS."

"...We're right outside of a prison full of lycanthrope inmates and your curious about something?"

"LET ME INDULGE IN MY CURIOUSTY. I AM WONDERING WHY I HAVE MET HOMO-SAPIENS WHEN I WAS TOLD THAT THEY EVOLVED TO THIS CURRENT BIOLOGICAL STATUS."

Actions.

>...That's something for you to ask Stojan, alright?
>...Why are you curious?
>Come on, let's just get inside. After this is over we can talk all you want.
>...Yeah, Stojan isn't too honest.
>Write-In
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>>549296
What? Nah, you probably just heard one of stojan's werewolf supremacy rants.
>>
"What? You've probably just heard one of Stojan's werewolf supremacy rants."

"...GODDAMN IT."

"Yeah. Sorry."

"...WAIT, WEREWOLF?"

"You didn't know?"

"I SUSPECTED AT FIRST... WHAT THE HELL IS WITH THE BLASPHEMY AROUND THESE PARTS?"

Actions.

>...We're not demons if that's what your thinking.
>Well, I don't eat people, and I try to get everyone to stop doing that.
>...You have a problem or something? We're still people you know.
>Well, you look like one now so your in this boat with us.
>...Where exactly did you come from anyways?
>Write-In
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>>549360
>...You have a problem or something? We're still people you know.

Sleep well? I did.
>>
"You have a problem or something? We're still people you know."

"...EITHER WAY IT IS HERETICAL."

"How?"

"YOUR IMPLYING THAT LYCANTHROPES ARE THE SAME AS A HUMAN BEING. THAT IS UNLIKELY."

"...Seriously, we're similar. We usually don't have to eat people."

"USUALLY?"

"...Well, Stojan and his wife do. Though Stojan sort of calmed down on that. His wife never did though, and most lycanthropes need to eat someone once in a while."

"ABSOLUTELY HERETICAL! HOW DO PEOPLE NOT FIGHT AGAINST THIS?"

"...Are you advocating for a revolution?"

"I'M AMAZED THAT NO OTHER CRUSADER ORDER HAS TAKEN TO PURIFYING THESE LANDS."

Actions.

>...There's no crusader orders left, you know.
>How the hell is a robot religious?
>It's at a boiling point.
>...Come on, your talking to me and you know I'm not a cannibal. That doesn't mean all werewolves are heretics or demons, alright?
>...You do realize that the Catholic Church has very little phyiscal power anymore, right?
>Write-In

>>549364
Yeah.
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>>549390
>How the hell is a robot religious?
>>
"What I would like to ask is how a robot is fucking religious."

"I WOULD ASK HOW YOU AREN'T RELIGIOUS."

"...Well, I am. But that's a private matter."

"SO FAR IT SEEMS WHEN I'VE MET PEOPLE AFTER I REBOOTED HAS EITHER TRIED TO DESTROY MY FAITH IN GOD OR TRIED TO QUESTION IT."

"...Destroy?"

"STOJAN."

"He's weird as hell and semi-sociopathic. I don't think he counts. Besides, everyone?"

"...A 34.6% PERCENTAGE. I BELIEVE."

"Right... But you never answered my question."

"AND YOU NEVER ANSWERED MINE."

"What about it?"

"WHY DOES IT SEEM HUMANS AND YOU WEREWOLVES NOT DEVOUT? IS THE THOUGHT OF A BEING GREATER THEN YOURSELF UNNERVING?"

Actions.

>...How old are you anyways?
>Listen, religion isn't a very big thing anymore. There's no crusades, no crusader orders, no papal armies, no real zealots, nothing.
>...What, are you programmed to be religious?
>There's a difference in ideals among most europeans, alright?
>...Why are you asking me? I'm part of the Orthodox Church.
>Answer my question and I'll answer yours, alright?
>...I think Stojan's father is a priest or a deacon. So cut him some slack, alright?
>Write-In
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>>549438
>...Why are you asking me? I'm part of the Orthodox Church.
>...How old are you anyways?

This robot sounds like it came out of warhammer.
>>
"...Jesus, your a zealot aren't you?"

"YES."

"...Why are you asking me anyways? I'm just a member of the Orthodox Church."

"...UP IN POLAND?"

"Well, originally I came from Romania."'

"ROME?"

"No, Romania."

"...SO ROME?"

You sigh loudly, and ask another question.
"How old are you anyways?"

"WHAT YEAR IS IT?"

"It's nineteen forty six."

"...OH."

"How old are you?"

"...APPROXIMATELY SIX-HUNDRED YEARS."

"Holy shit, that's old."

"AFFIRMATIVE."

"...Wow. Well... Jesus."

"I HAVE ONLY SPENT A HUNDRED AND ONE YEARS ACTIVATED."

"What exactly did you do?"

"I SERVED IN THE BALTIC CRUSADES WITH THE TEUTONIC ORDER."

"That would explain your helmet. And the symbols."

"YES."

"...Why did you serve them anyways?"

"I WAS MADE TO."

"Made to?"

"I WAS MADE AS A DEAL BETWEEN THE TEUTONS AND VULKARIS WHEN THE TEUTONS MANPOWER WAS AT AN ALLTIME LOW."

"...So your saying you were made by the Teutonic Order?"

"YES. MY DESIGN HOWEVER CAME FROM THE VULKARIS."

"Who are the Vulkaris?"

"THAT IS CLASSIFIED INFORMATION."

"...Damn it."

Actions.

>...Well, have you ever heard what a protestant is?
>No wonder your so old-fashioned. That would explain a lot.
>...So what your saying is that you were made to be zealous?
>Write-in
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>>549489
>No wonder your so old-fashioned. That would explain a lot.
>>
"Well, no wonder your so old-fashioned. That would explain a lot."

"OLD-FASHIONED?"

"Well... You have very little knowledge of the current world."

"...THINGS STILL SEEM SOMEWHAT FAMILIAR. BESIDES THE FIREARMS. AND LACK OF MELEE WEAPONS. AND THE STRANGE CLOTHES AND METAL CARRIAGES."

Actions.

>...Well, Feudal Europe isn't a thing.
>Come on, let's just get inside.
>So, are you over the whole werewolves equal blasphemy thing?
>...What exactly do you think of the modern age anyways?
>...Trust me, you haven't seen anything yet.
>Write-in
>>
One more bump anons!
>>
>>549541
>...Well, Feudal Europe isn't a thing.

Great to see this again. How often are you going to rotate between this, EDQ and the conquistador quest?
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>>549940
Usually I rotate once I do two days (or sometimes three) on a single thread.

"...Well, feudal Europe isn't a thing anymore."

"...FEUDALISM IS GONE?"

"Yeah... It's been most replaced by democracies."

"SO THERE AREN'T ANY MONARCHIES?"

"Well, besides Poland, Norway, Sweden, Spain, and England... Not really. And all of those countries save Poland and Spain practice constitutional monarchies where the monarch has virtually no power."

You hear a whirring sound coming from him.

"...SO THERE ARE NO KNIGHTS OR NOBLES?"

"...Not anymore."

"...SO WHAT KEEPS THE SERFS IN THEIR PLACE EXACTLY IF THERE ARE NO KNIGHTS OR NOBLES?

"Serfs?"

"THE FARMERS. THEY MUST STILL TILL THE LAND FOR THEIR LORDS, RIGHT?"

Actions.

>...Farming is a private industry, no serfdom.
>You alright?
>Come on, we need to get going inside.
>...You aren't going to flip out or anything, right? I need you to help me rescue Stojan.
>The only real form of autocratic ideals left in Europe are that of fascism. Maybe once we're done here I'll tell you about it.
>Write-In
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>>550028
>The only real form of autocratic ideals left in Europe are that of fascism. Maybe once we're done here I'll tell you about it.

Maybe we tell him that communists and socialists are why feudal Europe is gone. Paint them as godless heathens.
>>
"...The only real form of autocratic ideals left in Europe are that of fascism. Maybe once we're done here I'll tell you about it."

"...MY INTERNAL LOGIC DICTATES THAT FEUDALISM VANISHING IS IMPOSSIBLE."

"What, are you in disbelief or something?"

Ritter goes silent for a little bit.

"...Well, during the eighteenth century the Communists and Socialist menace started arising... Which eventually put an end to monarchies and destroyed the remaining noble class."

"...INTERESTING. WHAT HAPPENED TO THE HOLY ROMAN EMPIRE THEN?"

"...Napoleon fucked it over and pretty much got rid of it."

"...WHATEVER THIS FICTION YOU DICTATE IS, IT IS TERRIBLE."

"It's not fiction."

"...THEN WHAT HAPPENED TO BYZANTINE EMPIRE, BULGARIAN?"

Actions.

>...Erh, let's just leave it at fiction, alright?
>...Muslims happened to it, it's been gone for years now. Also they renamed the place to Istanbul.
>...I'm not a fucking Bulgarian, I'm a Romanian.
>It's not fiction, trust me on that, alright?
>It's... Alive and well, I suppose.
>Write-in
>>
>>550058
>...Muslims happened to it, it's been gone for years now. Also they renamed the place to Istanbul.
>Bulgaria is now under the control of the godless communists
>Also I'm from Wallachia
>>
"...Muslims happened to it, it's been gone for years now. Also they renamed the place to Istanbul... Also, Bulgaria is under the control of the godless communists, and I'm from fucking Wallachia, not Bulgaria."

He stops moving, completely.

"...YOU ARE A TERRIBLE LIAR. LET'S JUST RESCUE STOJAN BEFORE I BELIEVE YOU."

Actions.

>...You know I'm not lying. I can tell. (Charisma)
>Yeah, come on.
>Are you angry or something? I can't let that interfere with the mission right now.
>Write-in
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>>550145
>Yeah, come on.
I would try to convince him but that's risky since I'm probably the only one here.
>>
"...Yeah. Come on."

The two of you go up to the door and open it with the key the guard gave you. It opens up to a large hall, with what seems to be an office, some lockers, and a metal detector, which in order to enter you'll have to pass through. There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with the place, no blood, no anything. You can't help but have a feeling that going through that metal detector could make life more difficult.

Actions.

>...Go through the metal detector.
>...Ritter... Since your a robot would you know how to disable a metal detector? Just curious.
>...Maybe you can break into the office and bypass the metal detector?
>This is easy, you'll break the metal detector. It's not your problem anyways.
>...Could you cut off power to the metal detectors somehow? Maybe there's a switchbox somewhere?
>Write-In
>>
>>550183
>...Could you cut off power to the metal detectors somehow? Maybe there's a switchbox somewhere?
>>
You look around and find a switch box... There seems to be three switches. They seem to be colored based on what exactly they do... Which means you'll be guessing.

The first switch is blue, the second seems to be red, and the third seems to be yellow.

Actions.

>Pull the blue one!
>Pull the red one!
>Pull the yellow one!
>...Well, maybe you shouldn't do this if you don't know what the hell this does.
>...Maybe you can pull the floor tiles off and try to follow the wires? (Strength, HARD)
>Easy peasy, pull ALL of them.
>Write-In
>>
>>550233
>Pull the red one!
Heh. They happen to be the same colors as the Romanian flag,
>>
You pull the red switch, and it seems to have started the fire alarm! Sprinklers begin sprinkling (What else would they do?) water on you and Ritter!

"...This is bad."

"I CAN FEEL WATER IN MY CIRCUTS! SHUT IT OFF!"

Roll me a 1d20+1 to see how fast you can turn off the sprinklers. You can in fact samefag on this.
>>
Rolled 10 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>550300
>>
Rolled 3 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>550312
Well he's out.
Samefagging in hope of a crit.
>>
Rolled 17 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

Just for the record I deleted my earlier roll because of a typo. Nothing do with the actual roll itself.
>>
Critical Failure!

You go to flip the switch and accidently pull the switch out!

"Shit."

Ritter seems to have taken to trying to break down the office's window and is yelling at the top of his lungs, bashing at the window.

"Calm down!"

Eventually Ritter breaks through the window, climbs slowly over the desk, and runs off. You smell some smoke coming from him, a sort of trail, though it would be hard to follow from the alarm's noise distracting you, not to mention hearing roars and shouts coming straight towards you.

Actions.

>...Ritter's on his own, retreat out of the building!
>...Try to follow Ritter! (Intelligence, HARD)
>...Get out your rifle, and try to hold the line!
>...Shit, time to hide.
>Write-in
>>
>>550346
>...Shit, time to hide.
>>
You decide that right now might be a very good time to hide. You have a few ideas...

Actions.

>There's a desk you can hide under, easy peasy!
>Get yourself into a locker, now!
>...Forcibly pry a vent open and hide in that!
>Get into the office, now!
>Write-in
>>
>>550395
>There's a desk you can hide under, easy peasy!
>>
>>550395
>There's a desk you can hide under, easy peasy!
>>
You rush towards a desk, and crawl underneath it. This helps get you out of the water, though your soaking wet now.

Roll me a 1d20+3 to see if your detected!
>>
Rolled 2 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>550428
>>
Rolled 5 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>550428
>>
Rolled 6 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>550428
>>
6+3=9

Great Failure!

You feel a thud on the desk above you, and a lycanthrope vaults over the desk, covered in a prisoners outfit and wielding a rather large pipe. He sniffs around, and turns towards you... He stares right at you and gives a rather malevolent looking grin.

Actions.

>Try to get your rifle out as fast as possible! (Agility, HARD)
>Rush him! (Strength, HARD)
>Pounce his legs! (Agility, HARD)
>Surrender!
>Write-in
>>
>>550478
>Pounce his legs! (Agility, HARD)
>>
>>550478
>Try to get your rifle out as fast as possible! (Agility, HARD)
>>
Rolled 2 (1d2)

Rolling.

1=Rifle!
2=Pounce!
>>
Roll me a 1d20+2
>>
Rolled 20 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>550544
>>
Critical Success!

You pounce him right in the legs, knocking him over head-first into the desk and knocking him out cold, and silently none the less. You briefly look up and see none of his friends have noticed, and you even count that there's four of them in the room.

Actions.

>Drag him under the desk, you'll interrogate him when his friends leave.
>...Cut his throat, no need for prisoners.
>You feel rather brutal today. Bite his throat out. It'll be less noisy then letting him choke to death.
>Ignore him and just continue hiding!
>Write-In
>>
>>550577
>Drag him under the desk, you'll interrogate him when his friends leave.

Dat finesse.
>>
>>550577
>Drag him under the desk, you'll interrogate him when his friends leave.
The other lycanthropes probably have enhanced smell so they might be able to smell anynbloodnthat was spilled.
>>
You drag him slowly under the desk, and essentially hold him in your arms in order to prevent his feet from sticking out. After a little while you hear his friends walk off, leaving you alone with him. The sprinklers and alarm have also stopped, and you throw him out from under the desk.

Actions.

>...Wake him up.
>Restrain him firstly.
>Wake him up. With a nearby bottle of vodka and apply it directly to his face.
>Just slit his throat already.
>...Firstly, double check that they are actually gone.
>Write-in
>>
>>550630
>Restrain him firstly.
>>
>>550650
Seconded.
>>
You restrain him and he eventually wakes up. He snarls and bites towards you, but your too far away for him to do anything.

Actions.

>...Can you even understand me?
>Kick him in the face. Maybe he'll stop trying to bite you.
>Hey, I'm one of you. Why the hell are you trying to bite me?
>Write-in
>>
>>550682
>...Can you even understand me?
If not then knock him out and search for Ritter.
>>
>>550682
>...Can you even understand me?
If he doesn't we should assume Ivanka need to be rendered unconscious.
>>
"Can you understand me?"

All you get in response is an attempted bite to the ankles.

"Come on, yes or no?"

He nearly gets you in the leg, but you kick him and knock him out. It seems they can't really reason too well.

Actions.

>...Try to find Stojan. He did say he was injuried, so he's probably not going anywhere.
>...Find Ritter, even if you have no fucking idea where he is. (Intelligence, HARD)
>No, Stojan told you to find Ivanka, right?
>Write-in
>>
>>550746
>No, Stojan told you to find Ivanka, right?
I forgot what happened last thread. I remember Ivanka ate some more people and was thrown into jail with Stojan accompanying her and there was a riot or something. What am I missing?
>>
>>550746
>...Find Ritter, even if you have no fucking idea where he is. (Intelligence, HARD)
After we find Ritter we have to knock Ivanka out. Not kill, knock out.
>>
>>550769
Ivanka's pack went ape shit in the prison, she's either in solitary or escaped and roaming the ground. We need to knock her out, cure her flesh addiction, and stop her pack before she destroys Poland and the rest of Europe.
>>
>>550793
Some of it is starting to come back to me now.
>>
Rolled 1 (1d2)

Rolling.

1=Find Ivanka!
2=Find Ritter!
>>
You decide you'll find Ritter and Stojan after Ivanka is taken care of. So you take your leave of the room, and begin wandering down the prison wing. You remember Stojan told you that she was locked up in Solitary Confinement. Judging from the sign,s you have three ways to get there.

Actions.

>Go through the Medical Wing.
>Go through the Lycanthrope Wing.
>Go through the ventilation.
>>
>>550844
>Go through the ventilation.
>>
>>550844
>Go through the ventilation.
Either way we are in for a fight. This is either the safest way or hard mode.
>>
You decide you'll go through the ventilation, and you begin crawling through it.

Roll me a 1d20+1 for how well the trip goes.
>>
Rolled 2 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>550887
>>
Rolled 10 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>550887
>>
10+1=11

You begin crawling through the ventilation when you hear... Breathing, ahead of you. You hear a scream and a yell from ahead of you, echoing through the ventilation.

Actions.

>...Nope, head back. Vents are fucking hard to fight in.
>Get your gun out, even if it's loud as fuck.
>Investigate, and poke your head around the corner.
>Rush to help!
>Write-In
>>
>>550944
>Investigate, and poke your head around the corner.
>>
>>550944
>Get your gun out, even if it's loud as fuck.
>Investigate, and poke your head around the corner.
>>
You investigate, and poke your head around the corner. You see a lycanthrope seemingly grabbing a man... A prisoner to be specific. The lycanthrope seems to be wearing a guard's uniform, in addition!

Actions.

>...Nope, back down the vent.
>...Try to aim your gun and take a shot at the lycanthrope-guard!
>...Try to sneak up behind the guard! (Agility, HARD)
>...Yell and get the guard's attention!
>Write-In
>>
>>550996
That's our in for reinforcements.
>>
>>550996
>...Try to sneak up behind the guard! (Agility, HARD)
And I forgot to paste.
>>
>>550996
>...Try to sneak up behind the guard! (Agility, HARD)
>>
Roll me a 1d20+1
>>
Rolled 12 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>551028
>>
12+1=13

Failure!

You begin sneaking up behind him, but it's too late, the guard pulls the convict into the. ventilation, and begins to take a chunk out of his leg. The convict briefly looks towards you, and seems to notice you, but he's too busy screaming in pain to actually say anything... But the guard stops munching on his leg long enough to see you.

Actions.

>...Go for your gun! (Agility, HARD)
>Crawl back down the ventilation! (Agility)
>You can take this guard in a fight! (Strength, HARD)
>Get your combat knife out and try to take the guard out with it! (Agility, HARD)
>Write-in
>>
>>551086
>Crawl back down the ventilation! (Agility)

Just because I didn't roll a 2 doesn't mean we're safe. Unless if it's a 15 or higher, always roll on something like this.
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>>551117
I couldn't reach my phone. Stop complaining.

>>551086

>Crawl back down the ventilation! (Agility)
>>
Roll me a 1d20+1 to crawl away!
>>
Rolled 2 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>551148
Damn. We are really in the shit now.
>>
Rolled 11 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>551148
>>
11+1=12

Failure!

You attempt to crawl away but he grabs you by your foot, and begins to pull you!

Roll me a 1d20+1 to see if you can break the grab!
>>
Rolled 9 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>551205
Your a cruel bastard QM.
>>
Rolled 17 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>551205
>>
17+1=18

Great Success!

You break his grip and scramble away, out of the ventilation. You quickly pull out your gun and aim down the vent, but nothing comes. You do hear munching coming from it, however.

Actions.

>You should find ANOTHER vent to go through.
>...Medbay is probably the better option.
>The faster the better, go through the Lycanthrope Wing.
>Fuck this, your getting out of here.
>>
>>551264
>The faster the better, go through the Lycanthrope Wing.

Hi OP, can we come up with surnames for Daciana and Leopold?
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>>551272
Seconded. We can just kneecap anything that trys to kill us.
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>>551272
That's fine, I suppose.

You decide to go through the Lycanthrope wing... Roll me a 1d20-1 for fortunes.
>>
>>551305
It would make sense that the medical wing has more lycanthropes in it since they're probably looking for a easy meal.
>>
Rolled 11 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>551310
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Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>551310
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Rolled 1 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>551310
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>>551337
Shit
>>
You enter the lycanthrope's wing. It was heavily barricaded by inmates, but it seems they broke out into the Yard. The inmates corpses are still there, little more then bloody red skeletons now. Eventually as you go down the lycanthrope's wing, you hear a shout.

"Hey? Is someone out there? Please, help! Help!"

It sounds more like a growl then anything else, but still...

Actions.

>Check it out.
>...Nope, no, not at all.
>You have a better idea, get the gun out, now.
>Write-In
>>
>>551394
>Write-In
Get the gun out and check it out, nicely.
>>
You get your rifle out, and peek into the room. You see a man, clutching his arm. You see that it's bleeding rather heavily.

"O-Oh shit, your one of them!"

"I'm not one of them. I can use a gun and talk."

"O-Oh... Shit... Listen, can you open this door?" He's slumped up against the wall, and quite a bit of his blood is on the ground in a pool.

Actions.

>...What the hell is that wound on your arm?
>...How did you get in here? You aren't a lycanthrope.
>...You need first-aid or something?
>Sorry, but I'm busy.
>Sure. Where's the controls to the door?
>How have you survived this long?
>Write-In
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>>551436
>...You need first-aid or something?
>Ask why he wants the door open. What's on the other end.
>>
>>551436
If he's bleeding that means he's been bitten. Shouldn't he be turning into a lycanthrope loyal to Ivanka?
>>
"You need first-aid or something?"

"...Y-yeah..."

"...Why exactly do you want this door open anyways?"

"I'm trapped in here! They bit me and hauled me in here for some reason. Probably saving me for later."

"How long have you been in there?"

"...I was just from the medbay. So... Maybe five minutes ago?"

Actions.

>...I don't think they're saving you for later.
>...I guess I can open the door.
>Five minutes? How? The Medbay is an hour from here.
>...What happened to the lycanthrope who infected you anyways?
>Write-In
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>>551498
>...I don't think they're saving you for later.
>>
>>551498
>Write-In is there anything to tell us what the door leads to?
>>
"...Well, I don't think they're saving you for later."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

He clutches his arm further, and you see slight... Black fur, growing around it.

"Come on, please!"

You look around the room, and see a emergency switch to open all the cell doors.

Actions.

>...Pull the switch.
>...Nope, just continue on.
>Ask him if he knows where most of the lycanthropes are at.
>Ask if he's seen a rather large female lycanthrope.
>Write-in
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>>551553
>Ask if he's seen a rather large female lycanthrope.
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>>551553
>Write-in: after he tells us what is most likely yes. We have to mercy kill em.
>>
"Have you seen a rather large female lycanthrope?"

"Y-yeah, she occasionally patrols down this hallway. I saw three guys get taken down by her alone."

"How long ago was that?"

"...I think... A while ago. There was another guy, in the cell next to mine."

Actions.

>...Is she around here now?
>What happened to the guy in the cell next to yours?
>...Did she eat them or anything? Or just kill them?
>...Well, time for a mercy kill.
>Write-In
>>
>>551586
>...Did she eat them or anything? Or just kill them?
>...Well, time for a mercy kill.
>>
"Did she eat them or anything? Or just kill them?"

"She ate them alive, I could still see them squirm..." He gags and looks downward. "Then she came for the guy next to me. She let him out and he was... One of you, I guess. Then she glared at me and... I just wanted to get out, alright?"

"...Jesus."

"Yeah..."

He begins to cough up some blood.

"...Damn, I don't feel well. You wouldn't happen to have a first-aid kit, would you?"

Actions.

>Mercy kill.
>Just leave him here.
>...I can get you one, but then I'm gone, understood?
>Which way did she go?
>Open the door for him.
>Write-in
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>>551631
>Mercy kill.

Do we know how far we are to upgrading? If this one guy is enough I'm tempted to eat him in preparation for the fight with Ivanka.
>>
>>551631
Mercy kill.

Is it just me or is QM going all out to make this a hard one?
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>>551652
Daciana doesn't eat people anon. You'll have to give me a very, very good reason.

You slowly take out your rifle, and fire a shot into the his head while he's coughing. His corpse slumps to the floor. You begin to leave the lycanthrope section...

You finally arrive at solitary. Most of the doors have been pried open or destroyed, and the lights have been torn out. This is the definition of a "bad fucking idea". It's cramped, dark as hell, not to mention Ivanka has night vision...

Actions

>Turn back, this was a bad idea.
>...Well, nothing like being hunted in a dark solitary confinement wing.
>Write-In
>>
>>551716
>...Well, nothing like being hunted in a dark solitary confinement wing.

My only reason is that it could help with defeating Ivanka. Also he was a criminal so it is very possible that he did some heinous act.
>>
>>551732
>Also he was a criminal so it is very possible that he did some heinous act.

There are no alignments, no need to justify being reasonable.

Also seconded.
>>
You head slowly into the dark solitary confinement wing...

You already can't help but feel Ivanka's already following you. Whenever you turn you briefly catch a glimpse of glowing eyes. It's maddening... Ivanka's just waiting for a moment to strike.

Actions.

>...Maybe you can reason with her? (Specify what to say)
>Try to find her cell.
>...This will be a lot easier if you go in a cell. It's cramped and gives you a mini-checkpoint and you won't have to watch your back.
>Fire a shot into the darkness!
>Write-in
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>>551767
>...This will be a lot easier if you go in a cell. It's cramped and gives you a mini-checkpoint and you won't have to watch your back.
We can just give her belly rubs in order to subdue her.
>>
>>551767
>...This will be a lot easier if you go in a cell. It's cramped and gives you a mini-checkpoint and you won't have to watch your back.

>...Maybe you can reason with her? (Specify what to say) "Ivanka, I know you can hear me. I got a call from Stojan, it sounds like you tried to kill him. If you try the same, I will shoot you" ((in the lower stomach, where its not lethal.))
>>
You maneuver your way into a cell, and you start calming yourself down. You also decide to talk to her, with your gun pointing towards the solitary confinement's door.

"Ivanka, I know you can hear me. I got a call from Stojan, and it sounds like you tried to kill him. If you try the same to me, I'll shoot you."

You hear her get closer to your door, her claws scraping off the wall behind you. She's trying to scare you out of being in there.

Actions.

>...Continue talking to her! (Specify what to say!)
>...Just keep on waiting...
>Try to infuriate her into attacking! (Specify what to say)
>Write-In
>>
>>551818
>...Continue talking to her! (Specify what to say!)
Why can't we just be friends?

Also does Daciana and everyone else have those amulets that translate speech?
>>
>>551818
>...Continue talking to her! (Specify what to say!)
>Try to infuriate her into attacking! (Specify what to say)
I'm good with either.

"Any thing you have to say, maybe try and justify murdering people and eating them like some crazed monster? I've heard it from kutty, I've heard it from Leo, even stojan. Do you have any excuse for having no self control or are you just a crazed beast?"
>>
>>551842
Daciana, Karkmman, and Leopold have those on.

"Anything you have to say, Ivanka? Maybe you should try to justify murdering people and eating them like some crazed monster? I've heard it from Kutyvoka, I've heard it from Leopold, and I even heard it from Stojan. Do you have any excuse for having no self control or are you just a crazed beast?"

The scraping stops, and for a few minutes you don't hear anything. Until you hear a slight growl and see her try to rush you!

Actions.

>Fire a shot into her leg! (Rifles, HARD)
>Aim for the stomach! (Rifles)
>Try to pounce her! (Agility, HARD)
>Write-in
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>>551879
>Fire a shot into her leg! (Rifles, HARD)
>Aim for the stomach! (Rifles)

Legs If I can get at least two anons here to say "WITNESS ME"
>>
>>551879
>Fire a shot into her leg! (Rifles, HARD)
WITNESS ME
>>
Rolled 2 (1d2)

Rolling.

1=Stomach
2=Legs!

Either way, roll me a 1d20+4 (+2 from Ability)
>>
Rolled 12 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>551918
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Rolled 15 + 4 (1d20 + 4)

>>551918
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>>551925
WITNESSED!!
>>
15+4=19

Good Success!

You fire a shot right into her legs, and she falls backwards. She quickly crawls away before you can put another shot into your rifle.

Actions.

>...Follow up talking to her! (Specify)
>...She's unable to walk, take advantage of that and track her down!
>Taunt her for falling for the trap.
>Write-In
>>
>>551945
>...She's unable to walk, take advantage of that and track her down!
>>
>>551945
>...Follow up talking to her! (Specify)

"You did come here for a reason, right? To stop eating people? You were one once. Or are you such a disgusting beast now that you'll even eat other lycanthropes now?"

>...She's unable to walk, take advantage of that and track her down!
>>
You leave the room and begin to track her down... Eventually the trail leads to a cell, the door closed.

"Come on Ivanka, you did come here for a reason, right? To stop eating people? You were one once. Or are you such a disgusting beast you'll even eat other lycanthropes now?

You hear a growl from inside the cell...

Actions.

>Come on Ivanka, I know your in there. Just come out and calm down, alright?
>Open the door and fire a shot in there blindly!
>Try to reason with Ivanka, she's trapped in there and would have the advantage if you opened the door. (Specify what to say)
>Write-In
>>
>>551992
>Try to reason with Ivanka, she's trapped in there and would have the advantage if you opened the door. (Specify what to say)
I've got belly rubs.
>>
>>551992
>Try to reason with Ivanka, she's trapped in there and would have the advantage if you opened the door. (Specify what to say) "can you even here me or am I talking to a wall. Say something."
>>
"Listen, I've got belly rubs. Can you even hear me or am I just talking to a wall anyways? Say something."

You hear something from inside, but it's faint.

Actions.

>...Open the door, why not?
>Continue trying to reason, it might be working! (Specify)
>Open the door and take a shot through it!
>...Open the slit in the door and peak in.
>Write-In
>>
>>552043
>...Open the slit in the door and peak in.
>I've got belly rubs!
>>
>>552043
>Continue trying to reason, it might be working! (Specify)

"Speak up, I can't here you if your mumbling."
>>
>>552061
Ok, ease up on the belly rubs. We are not stojan right now. XD.
>>
>>552074
It's her kryptonite. We must use it to our advantage. It might also help with bonding.
>>
"Come on, speak up. I can't hear you if your mumbling."

The door barges open, with Ivanka rushing out again, ignoring her bleeding leg!

Actions.

>Give her a rifle-butt to the face! (Strength, HARD)
>Take a shot at her chest! (Rifles!)
>Shove her to the ground! (Strength)
>Try to get a grip on her! (Strength, VERY HARD)
>Write-In
>>
>>552125
>Shove her to the ground! (Strength)
>I can give you belly rubs!
>>
>>552125
>Give her a rifle-butt to the face! (Strength, HARD)

"Where the fuck are Ritter and Stojan!"
>>
Rolled 2 (1d2)

Roll me a 1d20+1

Rolling for what you guys do.

1=Shove her!
2=Rifle-Butt!
>>
Rolled 4 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>552167
>>
4+1=5

Great Failure!

You try to butt her with your rifle but you miss and she grabs you, and forces you to the floor. She claws at your head while you squirm, trying to dodge her attacks! (-10 HP)

Current HP: 20

Actions.

>Try to force her off of you! (Strength, HARD)
>Try to bite her neck! (Strength, HARD)
>Try to reverse the grab! (Agility, HARD)
>Try to kick her! (Agility)
>Write-In
>>
Rolled 3 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>552167
>>
>>552201
>Try to kick her! (Agility)
>"Damn it Ivanka! You literal bitch!"
>>
>>552201
>Try to kick her! (Agility)
>I can give you the belly rubs you desrie!
>>
"Damn it Ivanka, you literal bitch!"

She roars, deafening your ear.

"If I was Stojan I would give you a belly rub, damn it!"

Roll me a 1d20+1
>>
Rolled 7 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>552251
>>
Rolled 15 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>552251
>>
Rolled 8 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>552251
>>
15+1=16

Good Success!

You kick her right in the lung, and she is forced to let up for a moment, in order to catch her breath! You take this time to roll to safety!

Actions.

>Go for your gun! (Agility)
>Try to kick her injured leg! (Strength)
>Claw at her! (Agility)
>Try to flee! (Agility)
>Write-In
>>
>>552284
>Knock her unconscious (Strength)
>>
>>552306
That's a very hard roll, as she's not damaged enough to fall unconscious yet. Unless you want to strangle her or something or keep kicking her in the lungs en repeat.
>>
>>552306
Supporting. But if not an option

>Go for your gun! (Agility)

>"Ugh! Ritter!"
>>
>>552316
Looks like knock out isnt an option.
>>
>>552316
In that case just kick her in the leg. I just wanted to hit her on the head but if we have to beat her up then so be it.
>>
Rolled 2 (1d2)

Rolling.

1=Go for the leg!
2=Go for the gun!
>>
Roll me a 1d20+1 to go for the gun!
>>
Rolled 5 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>552344
>>
Rolled 17 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>552338
>>552344
>>
17+1=18

Great Success!

You grab the gun while Ivanka is still recovering... You have enough time to aim down the sights.

Actions.

>...Take another shot at her legs! (Rifles, HARD)
>Take a shot at her chest! (Rifles)
>Try to aim for the lungs! (Rifles, HARD)
>Try to run for it! (Agility)
>Use your rifle as a bat and try to hit her in the head! (Strength, HARD)
>Write-In
>>
>>552401
Shoot her in the stomach
>>
>>552412
Seconded.
>>
Roll me a 1d20+3
>>
Rolled 17 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>552449
>>
17+3=20

Good Success!

You fire a shot straight through her stomach, and she seems... Queasy. She seems to put her hand over it...

Actions

>Fire at it again! (Rifles)
>Club her in the head! (Strength, HARD)
>Fire at her legs! (Rifles)
>Flee!
>Hit her right in the belly with your rifle! (Strength)
>>
>>552471
And then she got angry. And we shot her in the arms.
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>>552489
>Shoot her in the shoulder.

I think one more and restraining her will be easier.
>>
>>552489
>Shoot her in the shoulder.

I feel kind of bad for doing this. This makes us look like jerks
>>
Roll me a 1d20+1 to fire!
>>
Rolled 18 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>552548
>>
18+1=19

Great Success!

You fire your rifle into her shoulder, and she yells in pain. She claws lazily at you but misses widely... You hear some yells and running coming towards you now.

Actions.

>Take another shot into her shoulder!
>No, try to knock her out! (Strength, HARD)
>Take another shot! (Specify Where)
>Kick her in the stomach! (Strength)
>Attempt to restrain her! (Strength, HARD)
>You need to get out of here while you still can!
>Write-in
>>
>>552568
>Write-in: yell at Ivanka to knock it off and tell whoever is running over to get to safety.
>>
"Ivanka, knock it off!"

She grabs your feet and knocks you to the ground, while you yell out to whoever's coming your way.

"Get out of here, alright?"

All that's returned is a roar coming towards you while Ivanka seems to be out of breath...

Actions.

>Break her grab! (Strength)
>Try to kick her again! (Agility)
>Grab her in a stranglehold! (Agility)
>Claw at her! (Strength)
>Write-In
>>
>>552615
>Write-In
>Now let's club ivanka in the head and point our weapon at whoever is coming.
>>
>>552652
This
>>
Roll me a 1d20-1 (-2 from being on the ground and trying to club someone)
>>
Rolled 17 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>552661
Alright, I'll play your game you rogue.
>>
>>552678
-1 damn you.
>>
17-1=16

Good Success!

You bash her over her head with the gun, and she falls over, clutching her head. She's stunned for a little bit and probably has a splitting headache. You point your rifle at the footsteps and a lycanthrope pounces at you out of the darkness!

Actions.

>Take the shot! (Rifles, HARD)
>Try to dodge out of the way! (Agility, HARD)
>Try to bash them with your rifle! (Strength, HARD)
>Try to shoot it in the legs or something! (Rifles, VERY HARD)
>Write-In
>>
>>552704
>>Take the shot! (Rifles, HARD)

Damn. I was hoping Ritter would be there.
>>
>>552704
>Try to dodge out of the way! (Agility, HARD)

Knowing you it's someone we know.
>>
Rolled 2 (1d2)

Rolling

1=Fire!
2=Dodge!

If it's fire, roll me a 1d20+3, if it's dodge roll me a 1d20+1
>>
Rolled 4 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>552730
>>
Rolled 19 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>552730
>>
Rolled 13 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>552730
>>
19+1=20

Amazing Success!

You dodge out of the way, and the lycanthrope collides with Ivanka, knocking her down. The normal lycanthrope seems to have been knocked out cold from the impact!

Ivanka is struggling to get up right now, but is otherwise sprawled over the floor!

Actions.

>Club her one more time for good measure! (Strength, HARD)
>...No risks, take another shot! (Rifles)
>Try to restrain her! (Strength, HARD)
>Push her into a solitary cell and lock it. (Strength)
>Write-In
>>
>>552785
>Push her into a solitary cell and lock it. (Strength)
>>
>>552785
>Try to restrain her! (Strength, HARD)
>Write in: I'm not actually good at it, but can we try and talk her down. Maybe bringing up stojan being wounded could net us a glimpse of not crazy Ivanka.
>>
>>552792
She got out once already.
>>
Rolled 1 (1d2)

Rolling.

1=Push her into a cell!
2=Restrain her!
>>
Roll me a 1d20+1
>>
>>552808
I don't remember the details of that. Did she break free all by herself or was it an outside force that broke her out?
>>
Rolled 19 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>552821
>>
>>552822
She was literally making her way through the floor.
>>
19+1=20

Great Success!

You push her into a cell and lock her in it. She tries to break down the door, to no avail.

"...Ivanka, sorry about this. But Stojan's hurt and needs medical attention, and you can't just roam around eating everyone."

She seems to have somewhat decreased the power of her bashing against the door.

Actions.

>...Keep trying to reason!
>...You've got to find Stojan and Ritter, now that Ivanka's been restrained for a little bit.
>Write-In
>>
>>552860
>...You've got to find Stojan and Ritter, now that Ivanka's been restrained for a little bit.
Particularly Ritter
>>
>>552860
>...Keep trying to reason!
"I'm going to go look for stojan, I hope to god you didn't eat him. . .Hello? . . . Ivanka...Can you even speak anymore, or make some kind if noise?"
>>
>>552860
>...You've got to find Stojan and Ritter, now that Ivanka's been restrained for a little bit.
>>
"I'm going to look for Stojan, I hope to God that you didn't eat him... Ivanka? Can you even speak anymore, or make some kind of noise?"

She continues to bash against the door, so you take your leave to find Stojan and Ritter...

Roll me a 1d20+1 for how well this search goes.
>>
Rolled 19 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>552912
>>
After searching around for a little bit, you find a cell covered in bedsheets.

"Hello?"

"Who the fuck is it?"

"...Calm down, if someone's talking to us they're probably not one of Ivanka's lycanthropes. Or going to mug us."

"...Stojan?"

"Wait, Daciana?"

Actions.

>...Can you open the cell door? Please?
>I've got Ivanka restrained. Sort of.
>...Have you seen Ritter?
>Stojan, how injured are you?
>Stojan... Just wondering, is it alright with you that I shot your wife a little bit?
>Write-in
>>
>>552943
>I've got Ivanka restrained. Sort of.
>Stojan, how injured are you?
>>
>>552943
>I've got Ivanka restrained. Sort of.
>...Have you seen Ritter?
>Stojan, how injured are you?
>>
"I've got Ivanka restrained, Stojan."

"That's good. I was worried. Has she calmed down?"

"...No, not really."

"Damn it."

"So, just wondering... How injured are you?"

"It's hard to walk or fight, I can only really walk with assistance right now."

"Damn. Have you seen Ritter anywhere?"

"Ritter? Isn't he with you?"

"...No. I caused a fire alarm to go off and he panicked and fled."

"No wonder you smell like wet dog."

Actions.

>...I don't smell like wet dog, damn it!
>Well, stay here. I'll find Ritter, alright?
>I think you and your friend need to calm Ivanka down, alright?
>Write-In
>>
>>552982
>Well, stay here. I'll find Ritter, alright?
>*murmur slurs in Romanian*
>>
"Well, stay here. I'll find Ritter, alright?"

"Ok, got it."

You decide to speak in Romanian and murmur a few slurs about how Stojan smells like pig. You go off to find Ritter.

Roll me a 1d20 to find Ritter!
>>
Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>553004
>>
Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>553004
>>
16

Great Success!

After looking around the wing a little bit, you eventually find Ritter seemingly kneeling. His eyes are just black and he seems to be nonresponsive.

"Ritter?"

"YES?"

"...Oh. Good."

"I'M TRYING TO SEARCH FOR WATER DAMAGE RIGHT NOW. DO YOU NEED SOMETHING?"

Actions.

>Ritter, are you afraid of the water or something? Why the hell did you flee?
>Ritter, are you trying to repair yourself or something?
>...Ritter, I need your help so get off your ass.
>Water damage? How would you suffer water damage?
>Write-In
>>
>>553075
>Ritter, are you trying to repair yourself or something?
>...Ritter, I need your help so get off your ass.
>>
"Ritter, are you trying to repair yourself?"

"AFFIRMATIVE."

"Well, I need your help so get off your ass."

"I AM CURRENTLY TRYING TO PUMP WATER OUT OF MY LEGS. IT IS QUITE THE EXPERIENCE."

"...Something tells me your being sarcastic."

"WHY DON'T YOU TRY IT SOMETIME? IT'S HIGHLY ENJOYABLE HAVING YOUR INSIDES RUST."

Actions.

>...Why don't you just do a handstand or something. If you can do a handstand.
>Have you tried poking a hole in your legs then?
>Come on, your just over exaggerating. What's a little bit of water going to do?
>Ritter, come on. I got Ivanka, and we don't have the time to sit through your diagnostics or whatever.
>Write-in
>>
>>553112
>I found stojan and recaged Ivanka. That's over half our job! now how can I hurry this along so that we can knock her unconscious and get out of here?
>>
>>553112
>Come on, your just over exaggerating. What's a little bit of water going to do?

We should have Nicolae perform an exorcism on Ivanka. The bitch has demons in her.
>>
"I found Stojan and recaged Ivanka. That's over half our job! Now, how can I hurry this along so that we can knock her unconscious and get out of here? Besides, what's a little bit of water going to do?"

"...FINE. I SUPPOSE THIS CAN WAIT."

"Glad you see it my way."

Actions.

>Now, let's head back to Stojan, alright?
>Let's go to Ivanka and knock her out.
>Write-In
>>
>>553139
>>Now, let's head back to Stojan, alright?
>>
>>553143
Seconded.
>>
"Come on, let's head back to Stojan, alright?"

"AFFIRMATIVE."

The two of you head back to Stojan's cell.

"Stojan, we're back."

"Did you bring any food? I'm starving. And I can't eat people, I'm on a diet."

"Erh, no."

"Aw..."

Actions.

>Come on, we're going to knock out Ivanka and restrain her, alright?
>...Don't flip out on us like Ivanka, alright? I don't have nearly enough bullets to put you down.
>Just stay here while we knock out Ivanka, alright?
>Switch PoV to Stojan!
>Write-in
>>
>>553167
>Come on, we're going to knock out Ivanka and restrain her, alright?
>I was thinking about getting Nicolae to come over for consoling with Ivanka. Would you be fine with that?
>>
>>553167
>Come on, we're going to knock out Ivanka and restrain her, alright?

Should we kill the other random lycanthropes or just ignore them.
>>
>>553182
I say just kill any we come across. They'll probably be after us,
>>
"Come along Stojan, we're going to knock out Ivanka and restrain her, alright?"

"...Well, just don't hurt her alright?"

"Stojan, in order to knock her out we've got to."

"...Just do it as painlessly as possible, alright?"

"Right... So just wondering, I was wondering if you wanted to get your dad to come over and console with Ivanka... Would you be fine with that?"

"...This isn't your business, Daciana, or my father's. It's up to me, not him."

Actions.

>Stojan, as us in Romania say... That bitch has demons and needs help. (Charisma, HARD)
>Stojan, she's going to brutally maim and eat you like everyone else. She nearly did it the first time, alright? (Charisma, HARD)
>Stojan... Well, I guess if you don't want your father...
>Give him a reason! (Specify)
>Write-In
>>
>>553197
>Give him a reason! (Specify)
She has problems that only a man like Nicolae can fix.
>>
>>553197
>Stojan, she's going to brutally maim and eat you like everyone else. She nearly did it the first time, alright? (Charisma, HARD)

WE WILL RESTORE SANITY AND/OR FEAR!!
>>
"Stojan, she has problems that only a man like Nicolae can fix."

"What, do you think she has demons or something?"

"...I'm not saying that, but Stojan... She's going to brutally maim and eat you like everyone else. She nearly did it the first time, alright?"

Roll me a 1d20+1 to see if you can persuade him!
>>
Rolled 8 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>553252
The bitch has got demons in her!
>>
Rolled 11 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>553252
They are not demons. They are chemical imbalances that make PMS look like a reaction to stubbing your toe!
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Rolled 18 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>553252
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>>553284
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18+1=19

Good Success!

"Well... I guess..."

"Good. After we restrain her we'll take her down to Nicolae."

"...Right... Can't wait to see my father again..."

"What are you worried about?"

"Huh? Nothing."

"Can we get a move on? I'd rather not be found by more of those things."

Actions.

>...Stojan, let's get going now.
>...Stojan, are you worried about your father hearing about Ivanka and company basically massacring a prison?
>Stojan, who's your friend?
>Write-in
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>>553304
>...Stojan, are you worried about your father hearing about Ivanka and company basically massacring a prison?
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>>553304
>...Stojan, are you worried about your father hearing about Ivanka and company basically massacring a prison?

I'm sure those prisoners were all satanists who deserves it. Also those guards helped by not being good enough at their jobs,
>>
>>553304
>...Stojan, are you worried about your father hearing about Ivanka and company basically massacring a prison?
>>
"Stojan... Are you worried about your father hearing about Ivanka and company basically massacring a prison?"

"Worried? I'm never worried." He laughs.

"...Right..."

The prison and Stojan get out of the cell and your little party begins to walk down the wing. Stojan gets close to you.

"...I am. My wife and my father hate each other. This was her last chance."

"...Oh."

"Yeah... I'm not looking forward to my father yelling at me."

Actions.

>...Come on, your bigger and stronger then him. Why put up with it?
>Well, it's not really her fault. I think.
>Thanks for telling me and not leaving it at that strange laugh you did.
>Write-In
>>
>>553353
>...Come on, your bigger and stronger then him. Why put up with it?
Why do you care?
>>
>>553353
>Well, it's not really her fault. I think.
Ivanka dindu nuffin. It was all the guards fault.
>>
>>553353
>Well, it's not really her fault. I think.
If she isn't capable of communicating, it's not likely her fault. Can't be blamed for insanity.
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>>553361
Ask him why he would care. In a condescending manner.
>>
"Come on, your bigger and stronger then him. Why put up with it?"

"He's my father, and he has my best intentions."

"I see... Well, I don't think Ivanka going insane is her fault, really."

"She still massacred a building."

Actions.

>...Come on, just force your father to accept that's who Ivanka is. I don't feel like risking my life to make sure your wife doesn't go crazy.
>Your father will understand, don't worry about it.
>What, your worried that your dad won't give you a belly rub or something?
>How did the two of you get along before this whole thing anyways?
>Write-In
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>>553407
>How did the two of you get along before this whole thing anyways?
>>
>>553407
>Just leave and being Nicolae here

I'll perform an exorcism on Stojan if need be Also for the lols and spilled spaghetti
>>
>>553407
>Write-In: the lycanthropes she made massacred this building. Leaving you two without anyone to feed you. Also there is no way Ivanka would attack you like she did if she was herself. . . I think.
>>
>>553407
>...Come on, just force your father to accept that's who Ivanka is. I don't feel like risking my life to make sure your wife doesn't go crazy.
>>
"So how did the two of you get along before this whole thing anyways?"

"Pretty well. He taught me how to use a gun, taught me how to read, taught me carpentry. That sort of thing."

"Carpentry?"

"Yeah... I'm not really any good though. I think I made a chair for Ivanka one time, back when we lived in the woods."

"Huh. I didn't know that."

"Yeah..."

"But the lycanthropes your wife made massacred this building, Stojan. Not her. That left her without anyone to feed her or you, and there's no way Ivanka would attack you like she did if she was herself. I think."

"Come on, let's just get going..."

Your party goes towards the solitary cells after killing a handful of lycanthropes. Ivanka's door is still being attacked by her and she seems to be winning.

Actions.

>...Ritter, can you fix the door?
>Stojan, try to reason with her, alright?
>Is everyone ready? I'm opening the door.
>Stojan, the thing in there isn't your wife. She's basically a angry and pissed off version of her, who'd love to take a bite out of you.
>...Ritter, is there anyway we can knock her out without going in there?
>Write-In
>>
>>553492
>Write-In: Ok, Ritter. When that door opens, restrain her. Stojan, try talking her down. I'll help Ritter, and you, new guy, are going to watch our backs. Everyone good with that?
>>
>>553492
>Stojan, the thing in there isn't your wife. She's basically a angry and pissed off version of her, who'd love to take a bite out of you.
>...Ritter, is there anyway we can knock her out without going in there?
>>
>>553512
This
>>
"Alright, Stojan... The thing in there isn't your wife. She's basically a pissed off and angry version of her, who'd love to take a bite out of you."

"...Right..."

"Now, Ritter... Is there anyway we can knock her out without going in there?"

"WE COULD BESIEGE HER UNTIL SHE IS FORCED TO COME OUT DUE TO HUNGER OR THIRST."

"We don't have three days to d-"

"SHE'D CALM DOWN EITHER IN A DAY OR TWO OR SHE IS UNABLE TO FIGHT BACK."

Actions.

>...That's a decent plan. I guess we can set up a camp or something.
>Ritter, we don't have that much time.
>Ritter, wouldn't she get more hungry and lethal during that time?
>Let's just breach it, alright?
>Write-In
>>
>>553560
>Ritter, wouldn't she get more hungry and lethal during that time?

>Have stojan try talking to her anyways.
>>
>>553569
Also have Ritter reinforce the door.
There should be smokes/tear gas in the armory. That's an option, right?
>>
>>553584
Let's try not to do that. I'm not sure how tear gas affects raging lycans and I don't want to know. But yeah, Ritter should door block.
>>
"Ritter, wouldn't she get more hungry and lethal during that time?"

"YES."

"...Stojan, I want you to talk to her. Ritter, reinforce the door, and someone needs to get some smoke grenades or tear gas from the armory. Nothing too dangerous though."

"I can get that." The new guy says.

"Right... Good luck then."

Roll me a 2d20, first roll is for how well Ritter barricades the door (+4 from Engineer Module), and second roll is for how well Stojan can reason with Ivanka.
>>
Rolled 5, 1 = 6 (2d20)

>>553608
For fixing the edgelords mess!
>>
>>553614
In my defense, I have a ttrpg soon and I have to dump my bad luck somewhere.
>>
Rolled 19, 12 = 31 (2d20)

>>553608
>>
Rolled 16, 11 = 27 (2d20)

>>553608
Here goes nothing
>>
19+4=23 and Critical Failure!

"...So, Ritter. How are you going to barricade the door?"

"THAT'S EASY."

"How? You going to board it up?"

"NO. I HAVE THE FUNDLEMENTAL RULES OF BLACKSMITHING DOWN."

He unscrews one of his fingers on his gauntlet and you see that it's a... Hand welder?
For the next hour, Ritter takes metal bars and detatches other solitary doors and welds it together. Ivanka will have a very, very, very hard time getting through.

"Hey, Ivanka?"

"Stojan, keep trying to reason."

"I know... So, Ivanka... I'm hoping you aren't pissed at me for putting you on a diet. It's just because of your stomach, you know? Not to mention your kind of scary when you get hungry. Like now, for instance. And I'm not saying your fat..."

"JUST MERELY HEAVILY OVERWEIGHT."

"Ritter! Why did you say that?"

You hear Ivanka slam up against the doors with more vigor and strength.

"I MADE AN ACCURATE ASSESSEMENT ABOUT YOUR MATE'S ABNORMAL LEVELS OF WEIGHT."

"Goddamn it! She's pissed off now!"

"...SORRY?"

"...It's fine. Ivanka, Ritter's sorry for calling you fat. I think you look beautiful the way you are."

"...MY CENTRAL PROCESSOR HAS DETERMINED THAT ONLY HAS A 96.43% CHANCE TO BE LIE, IF USING UP-TO-DATE PROBABILITIES OF ATTRACTION."

Ivanka slams against the door with amazing strength, causing it to jolt.

Actions

>...Stojan, fucking recover from this!
>Ritter, stop fucking commenting and hold the doors! We can't risk any more analytical statements!
>...I don't think your fat Ivanka, Ritter's just an asshole!
>Write-In
>>
>>553673

>...Stojan, fucking recover from this!
>Ritter, stop fucking commenting and hold the doors! We can't risk any more analytical statements!
>>
>>553673
>...Stojan, fucking recover from this!
>Ritter, stop fucking commenting and hold the doors! We can't risk any more analytical statements!
>...I don't think your fat Ivanka, Ritter's just an asshole!

WERE DOING ALL OF THE ABOVE!
>>
"Stojan, recover from this, Ritter, stop being an asshole and hold the doors, and finally, Ivanka, you aren't fat!"

Roll me a 1d20 to see if Stojan can recover!
>>
>>553697
...but Ivanka is fat. It's just not productive to mention it right now.
>>
Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>553722
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Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>553722
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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>553722
>>
>>553773
Thank you! would you like a blow or hand job?
>>
10

Failure!

"Ivanka, please! None of us but Ritter think your fat!"

She continues slamming up against the doors with stunning strength, and you hear one of them break.

"SHE IS GETTING THROUGH."

"Fuck..."

"MY CALCULATIONS SAY IT WILL TAKE THIRTY MORE MINUTES AT THIS RATE FOR HER TO BREAK THROUGH."

"Holy shit, thirty minutes?!"

"...AFFIRMATIVE. THE FIRST DOOR WAS THE MOST STU-"

"Fuck..."

Actions.

>Stojan, you better have the mother of all recoveries right now, or it'll be your ass!
>Try to reason with her! (Specify what to say)
>Ritter, I will personally deactivate your voice if you so much mention anything else, got it?
>Write-In
>>
>>553779
>Stojan, you better have the mother of all recoveries right now, or it'll be your ass!
>>
>>553779
>Stojan, you better have the mother of all recoveries right now, or it'll be your ass!
>>
>>553778
Right now since it seems I rolled too late?
To win.
So get the good rolls out.
>>553779
>Stojan you better have the mother of all recoveries!
>>
Roll me a 1d20 to see if he can recover one last time!
>>
Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>553797
>>
Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>553797
I'm probably gonna get a bad roll so it's up to other anons.
>>553801
Fug.
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>>553801
>>553810
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>>553801

. . https://youtu.be/pBI3lc18k8Q
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Critical Failure!

"Ivanka, all we're saying is that you should probably stop eating people. It's not healthy and adds too many calories to your diet."

You can practically smell the rage at this point. Jesus.

"A-Also, if you calm down we'll uh... All give you a belly rub? And hugs?"

Ivanka continues her destruction through the barricades.

"I'll give you children! Lots of children!"

She continues rampaging, and her hand thrust through one of the doors.

"I'LL LET YOU USE THE POOL ONLY IF YOU CALM DOWN OK?"

"I THINK SHE IS PAST THE POINT OF RESPONDING TO YOU."

"IVANKA I WILL GIVE YOU FOOD IF YOU JUST CALM DOWN, PLEASE!"

"That's not going to help us! It's just going to hinder us!"

Ivanka scratches at Ritter, scraping some paint off and she digs her claws deep into where his neck would be.

"IT IS TIMES LIKE THESE THAT I ENJOY NOT BEING ORGANIC."

Actions.

>RITTER FUCKING FIRE AT IVANKA!
>Try to bash her hand off of Ritter! (Strength, HARD)
>Try to fire at Ivanka! (Rifles!)
>STOJAN YOU NEED TO KEEP BRIBING HER THIS IS OUR ONLY FUCKING CHANCE!
>Good Game, time to fucking fleee.
>Write-In
>>
>>553858
>Try to fire at Ivanka! (Rifles!)
Shoulder then knee.
>>
>>553858
>STOJAN YOU NEED TO KEEP BRIBING HER THIS IS OUR ONLY FUCKING CHANCE!
I'm sure everything will be ok
>>
>>553858
>Good Game, time to fucking fleee
WE NEED GUNS, BIGGER GUNS THAN THIS
>>
>>553858
>Write-In: literal dog pile.
>>
>>553858
GG stojan GG.
>Fire at ivanka.
>>
Roll me a 1d20+5 to fire at Ivanka!
>>
Rolled 11 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>553881
>>
Rolled 16 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>553881
>>
>>553881
>>553886
Nonlethal damage! Nonlethal damage!
>>
>>553891
She's a big person. I'm sure she can handle it.
>>
16+5=21

Good Success!

You aim carefully, and fire a shot into her shoulder. She is forced to let go of Ritter and backs off a little.

"That was a close one."

"We're not out of the fire yet."

You observe the barricade further, and for a few minutes nothing seems to be happening... Until you hear something sound like metal being bent from inside her cell.

Actions.

>...Did anyone else hear that?
>...Try to peek inside to see what the hell Ivanka is doing.
>This is just a tactic to distract you. Remain where you are.
>Write-in
>>
>>553923
>...Try to peek inside to see what the hell Ivanka is doing.
>>
>>553925
Seconded
>>
You peek inside, but fail to see anything in this darkness. Whatever's going on in there, the bending metal sound stopped suddenly as soon as you peaked over.

Actions.

>...Try to crawl over the barricades.
>Nope! Remain where you are!
>Fire a shot into the cell Ivanka's in.
>Write-In
>Write-In
>>
At this rate I'm convinced the qm is trying to have us kill either the MC or a commander. Or even ivanka, who has clearly been cursed by the dice gods.
>>
>>553948
Send Ritter, the new guy, and ourselves in to physically restrain her. Stojan Too if he can do it.
>>
>>553968
This
>>
New guy is getting smoke and teargas.

"Ritter, come on. We need to restrain her!"

"AFFIRMATIVE."

Ritter removes one of the doors and goes inside, you follow behind him, since your more vulnerable. You notice Ivanka seems to be trying to pry off a pipe beside her. She quickly turns to you...

Roll me a 1d20+3 to see if Ritter and you can restrain her!
>>
Rolled 7 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>553991
>>
Rolled 14 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>553991
>>
Rolled 20 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>553991
BLACKED
>>
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>>554012
holy fucking shit!
>>
Critical Success!

Ritter grabs her by her hands and forces her to the ground. She tries to bite against Ritter, but is effectively pinned to the ground.

"YOU HAVE THE RIGHT TO REMAIN DETAINED AT MY DISCRETION."

She tries to nip at his arms again and kick him.

"SHE IS DETAINED."

"That went very... Easily."

Actions.

>...Ritter, could you engineer up some handcuffs to restrain her in? I'll pin her down.
>...Ritter, just knock her out already.
>You sure you weren't a cop in a past life? Or robot-life?
>Write-In
>>
>>554037
>...Ritter, just knock her out already.
>>
>>554051
This.
>>
>>554037
>...Ritter, just knock her out already.
today we learned we need a lot of tranquilizer to knockout Ivanka while she goes through rehab. lets try this again without the massive disaster.
>>
"Knock her out already, Ritter."

"AFFIRMATIVE."

He clocks Ivanka and she slumps to the floor, knocked out cold.

"Is she alright?"

"She'll have a massive headache, but yeah."

You begin the arduous task of hauling her out of the prison, the new guy covering your flank. It seems all of Ivanka's lycanthropes have returned to normal.

Eventually you get back to the van, and you dump Stojan and Ivanka in the back and drive off towards home.

Actions.

>Remain as Daciana!
>...Why not be Stojan now?

You know anons, I sort of wonder how bad it would of been if you let her stay at home while going through rehab.
>>
>>554079
>...Why not be Stojan now?
We should meditate and think about our life. Also buy steel chains, tranquilizer darts and a lot of crucifixes.
>>
>>554079
>...Why not be Stojan now?
time to call dad and tell him rehab isn't going to work without a lot of tranquilizer, get us the kraut and ask him how the mass produced serum is coming, and finally were going to need a new facility for rehab.

if she stayed at home the situation would have been fucked beyond repair.
>>
You are Stojan right now!

You return home, and put Ivanka on your bed. She drools a little on your arm, and you can't help but be happy that your back home and not in prison. You also tell Kutyvoka to patch both you and Ivanka up. Eventually you feel Ivanka stretch next to you and wake up.

"...Stojan? Are you awake?"

"Ivanka?"

"...I had a strange dream."

"Oh. What was it about?"

"...I remember being locked up in a prison, and you tried to get me to wear a bondage suit. Then I got hungry, and that's all I really remember."

Actions.

>Sounds like a great dream, Ivanka.
>...Well... You look great in a bondage suit. Too bad you broke it.
>Your back to being semi-normal! Yay!
>Well... We tried to break your addiction and that failed. But we almost did it...
>Erh, you just dreamed the part about the bondage suit, alright?
>Write-In
>>
>>554170
>Well... We tried to break your addiction and that failed. But we almost did it...
>Erh, you just dreamed the part about the bondage suit, alright?

. . . I think were forgetting someone. . . . oh fuck, kutty and leo.
>>
>>554170
>Well... We tried to break your addiction and that failed. But we almost did it...
>Erh, you just dreamed the part about the bondage suit, alright?
>>
>>554192
Yep.
>>
>>554170
>Sounds like a great dream, Ivanka.
>>
"Well, we tried to break your addiction and that failed. But we almost did it... Also you dreamed the part about the bondage suit, alright?"

"Really? What happened?"

"...Nothing too major. Your lycanthropes just massacred a prison."

"...Really?"

"Yeah."

"Huh. Well... That sounds intriguing."

"Yeah."

"Anyways, I suppose I'm full of bullet holes for a reason?"

"You got enraged and Daciana had to shoot you a few times. She's a pretty good shot."

"Great... So I'm bedridden?"

"Yeah, pretty much."

"What about you?"

"Nothing too much, you just took a giant chunk out of my chest and ate it infront of me."

"Oh. Sorry about that then."

"It's uh... Fine. It just hurts like hell, alright?"

"Hell doesn't exist, you know."

"Coming from the edgy communist."

"Edgy?"

"It's the cool word that all the hip kids are using now these days."

"I'm not "edgy", Stojan."

"...You're pretty edgy."

"I don't even know what that means."

"Well, don't worry about it my little edgelady."

"Right..."

Actions.

>Ivanka, you seriously need to stop being a communist...
>...Well, I should be able to move around tomorrow, so yay!
>Ivanka, I think you need to get a hobby besides eating people.
>I'm going to sleep now, Ivanka.
>Write-In
>>
>>554267
>I'm going to sleep now, Ivanka.
>Write-In: when we're both feeling well we're checking into a zoo, if that doesn't work, it's all on Karkmans shoulders.
>>
>>554267
>Ivanka, I think you need to get a hobby besides eating people. Perhaps younshould find God.
>I'm going to sleep now, Ivanka.
>>
>>554287
No sleep, we still need to read the book about dragons. Those edgy shitposters stopped us a few threads ago.
>>
"When we're both feeling well we're checking into a zoo. If that doesn't work it's all on Karkmann's shoulders."

"A zoo?"

"Well, just to make sure we don't hurt anyone."

She nods her head.

"...Besides, I think you need to get a hobby besides eating people. Try to read the bible or something, alright?"

"I'm not reading christian propoganda, Stojan."

Actions.

>...Goddamn it, it's not propoganda, it's the truth.
>This is an order from your king, Ivanka.
>Come on, do it and I promise you'll get something, alright?
>Snore loudly and sleep.
>...Well, I don't know about you but I have a book I want to read.
>Write-in
>>
>>554295
oh right, we should do that asap.
>>
>>554295
Eh... I was one of the people who didn't want to read the book. I just don't see a purpose in it and I prefer that EDQ and NEQ remain separate with only small eater eggs or hints of each other's existence.

>>554305
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>>554305
>...Well, I don't know about you but I have a book I want to read.
What are all the documents/books we have?
>>
>>554305
>...Well, I don't know about you but I have a book I want to read.
lets get our build up for the next arc of this quest. give us our choice of subjects! mwah hahaha
>>
"If you'll excuse me, I'll be reading a book."

"Good luck with that, then."

You have three books you can read.

>Read that book about some guy called Cortez and his mom Rosa or something. It was boring but could be cool.
>...Didn't Kutyvoka translate a book? You should see that book.
>Just sleep.
>Write-In
>>
>>554342
>...Didn't Kutyvoka translate a book? You should see that book.
>>
>>554342
>Read that book about some guy called Cortez and his mom Rosa or something. It was boring but could be cool.
>>
>>554348
dis one.
>>
"Kutyvoka?"

Kutyvoka rushes into your room.

"What? Is something wrong?"

"I told you to translate a book. Did you do it?"

"...Well, yeah. I'll go get it for you."

A few minutes later she returns with a book and hands it to you.

"It's a little weird, talking about dwarves, elves, that sort of thing. Seems to be one of those "fantasy" novels. Talks about races and stuff like that."

Actions.

>That doesn't sound too interesting...
>Well, hand it here! I'm interested.
>...It's probably about that world we discovered with that portal. Huh.
>Oooh, what sort of races?
>Write-In
>>
>>554375
however stojan reacts we are reading it. lol.
>>
>>554375
>Well, hand it here! I'm interested.
>>
"Well, hand it here. I'm interested!"

You open up the book and see a few chapters...

>Chapter I: The Humans of North Ambarasa and Amova
>Chapter II: The Warlords of the North
>Chapter III: The Eastern Empires
>Chapter IV: The Dwarves
>Chapter V: The Elves
>Chapter VI: The Guilds
>Chapter VII: Human Society
>See past Chapter VII
>Close the book, this is lame.
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>>554401
read chapter 1 and pass out is my vote.
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Chapter I: The Humans of North Ambarasa and Amova

The humans of the Kingdom now know merely as Northern Ambarasa are distinct from other humans... Where as most humans bear brown hair and plain-colored eyes such as blue or brown, the Ambarasians bear traditional black hair and green eyes, along with olive skin. Ambarasians are known widely throughout the world as willing traders and seasoned warriors, owing the "warrior" part to their ancestor's roots as the rulers of the Ambarasia Empire, which was from the Dwarven Highlands all the way to the Drakon Mountainlands. To this day their cities still bear ancient architecture and wealth... Not to mention still border the highly dangerous Drakon Mountainlands. It's neighbor, Amova however, is known for it's maritime traditions, along with a rather centralized ruling class, and similar olive skin to the Ambarasians. It is well known throughout the academic community that Amovians and Ambarasians are merely the same people, simply split apart.

During the winter, many raids occur from the north, which in the next chapter, we cover the dangerous Drakon Mountains, and what exactly lies to the north of these dangerous lands.

You can't help but yawn, your exhausted. It's a long read and not terribly interesting...

Actions.

>Try to power to chapter two!
>Just pass out.
>Write-In
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>>554493
>Just pass out.
Stojan, that which cant be bothered tonight. may he one day read through the whole book.
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>>554493
>Just pass out.
Probably gonna pass out irl
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You pass out, flopping all over the bed. It's just so fucking comfy...

Eventually you wake up, Ivanka curled up in your arms. You pet her softly and eventually get up and get dressed. If only you had clothes that fit you...

You leave the room, and see Ritter and Daciana arguing about history or something. Kutyvoka seems to be just watching television though. Your phone begins to ring and you go over to pick it up.

"What is it?"

"Stojan?"

"Who is this?"

"It's the only damned politician trying to do his job in this cesspit of a fucking government."

"What's your name?"

"I'm Radoslaw Piaskowski, I'm the only human politician left in this damned city."

Actions.

>You better have a good reason for calling me then, human.
>...Well, that can change shortly...
>What do you need?
>...What part of politics are you in anyways?
>What are the other politicians doing anyways?
>Write-In
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>>554563
>What are the other politicians doing anyways?
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"What are the other politicans doing anyways?"

"Mostly getting drunk or passing the time, since there's jack-shit of an economy."

"Yeah, that's because we're rebuilding the city."

"I know that, damn it."

"...Why are you calling me?"

"I'm calling you because there's a problem that no one is really addressing."

"What is it?"

"There's millita groups forming around the city against outside threats, basically gangs!"

"What about it?"

"They're terrified that something like the prison massacre or the street corner rampage will happen again! Not to mention Danzig is pushing for independence!"

"Why has no one told me this?!"

"Because so far all the lycanthropic politicians are busy doing other shit, like trying to make sure they aren't getting hated by everyone."

Actions.

>...Tell me more about the Danzig seperatists.
>Millita groups? How widespread are they?
>...Are they threatening the current regime?
>Thank you for bringing this to my attention.
>Anything else?
>Write-In
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>>554723
>Thank you for bringing this to my attention.

>...Tell me more about the Danzig seperatists

>Anything else?
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"Tell me more about the Danzig separatists..."

"Well, they want independence from you so they don't get "mauled to death" by you or your wife. It has wide-reaching support throughout Danzig."

"Ah... Well, is there anything else?"

"Sort of. There's reports that a few US Army soldiers deserted because they don't want to fight for a tyrant like you."

"How many?"

"So far it seems to be thirty or twenty."

"...Well... Thanks for bringing this to my attention then."

"I know. I'd rather not end up in a civil war while fighting the damned Communists."

You hang up...

Actions.

>Maybe you should call the general you talk to a lot?
>...Well, time for a day down at city hall...
>You aren't a "tyrant" at all! You should deal with these accusiations!
>...You should deal with the illegal millita's forming...
>Probably should take care of the Danzig separatists...
>Write-In
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>>554769
>...Well, time for a day down at city hall...
We're going to have to make a charter and meet with the press soon.
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I'm passing out. Beware bad ideas.
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You make breakfast and head out to the truck. You see the other neighbors seemingly putting boxes into their car. They stare at you as you drive down past their driveway, and you head towards city hall.

Eventually you arrive, and get out of your truck.

Actions.

>...Maybe you should see Aristaco or whatever his name was about how your suit is coming along. You can't look like a plebian after all.
>It's time to get down to politics... Make a civic charter.
>...You should probably meet with the press soon. As in, very soon.
>...Visit Karkmann's office.
>...Maybe you should see how your soldiers are holding up in their camp surrounding the city hall?
>Write-In
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I'll be back in a few hours anons. Night.
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>>554796
>It's time to get down to politics... Make a civic charter.

Before I'm down, I would suggest consolidating the "illegal militias" into a civic policing force. Get the press and public on our side and show our wounds, that means pulling a Putin and going shirtless. And finally, when addressing the public bring attention to the fact that we have begun developing a cure for the for the need to eat human flesh, but the consumption of human flesh is addictive. Do bring attention that curing the addiction was the express purpose for having ourselves and our wife imprisoned together. Do not downplay the dangers of the addiction and how important it is to seek help if you start to become dependent.

Finally condemn our failures to prevent deaths and pledge to do more to preserve civilian lives in the immediate future. The people love that shit.

Back to the charter. It's going to be necessary to find a resource Poland is rich in and focus on producing it to build an economy. That's all I got for now.

Good luck anons. See ya tomorrow.
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>>554843
Pic related is probably how the populace will react, but god damn is that a good write-in.
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You begin drafting up a a civil charter, it mostly is reaffirming that lycanthropes can't eat people unless they're criminals, etc... It takes until midnight, but you have the civil charter down, easy peasy.

Actions.

>Add some more rights to it! (Specify)
>You just need to reaffirm people's rights. Go back home and get some shut eye.
>Order your politicans to do something while you go home... (Specify)
>Write-In
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>>555587
>You just need to reaffirm people's rights. Go back home and get some shut eye.
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I'm going to wait fifteen more minutes anons.
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>>555845
Take our shirt off and meet the press
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

Rolling.

1=Meet Press Putin-style
2=Go back home.
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You send a call down to the local news, telling them to get their asses to city hall for a press conference. You make sure to take off your shirt, and the large chunk of flesh that Ivanka took out of you remains bandaged up...

Actions.

>...Take the bandage off. You'll be fine, and you don't need to look injured or anything.
>Taking it off is a one-way path to getting a infection. Don't do it.
>Put your shirt back on.
>Write-In
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>>555924
>Taking it off is a one-way path to getting a infection. Don't do it.

Always listen to your doctor.
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>>555924
>Taking it off is a one-way path to getting a infection. Don't do it.
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You decide against taking the bandage off, and eventually a few reporters file into the building and you direct them to your "office" (Which is the old mayor's office).

"Come in, have a seat."

The reporter takes a seat in the chair while you sit ahead of him on the desk, he seems somewhat nervous.

"Now... Let's get this interview started..."

The reporter nods.

"My first question is obvious... What exactly is your stance on the recent movements claiming that you are "anti-humanist?"

Actions.

>I'm not anti-humanist, they're just anti-lycanthrope.
>...Anti-humanist? I'm not even close to it.
>No comment.
>Soften up on the questions, reporter... Or I'll throw you out.
>Well, most humans don't like being eaten, sadly.
>...Who exactly is claiming I'm anti-human?
>Write-In
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>>555945
>...Anti-humanist? I'm not even close to it.

Ugh, those damn humanarcy jokes.
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"Anti-humanist? I'm not even close."

"...Right..."

He begins to write something down on a piece of paper.

"Now, I believe the public would like to know if there will be any action against Ivanka Romanov's massacres?"

"She didn't do them by herself, you know."

"The public wants her to answer for her crimes, I'm just asking the questions that everyone wants to know."

Actions.

>There will be no legal action against her, alright?
>...She's being placed under house arrest temporarily.
>Legal action? I can't lock up my own wife, she'd eventually break out, and with disastrous results for everyone involved.
>...In any other case I'd advocate for the death penalty, but this is my wife we're talking about.
>...We have judicial system. Why don't they take care of it?
>Write-In
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>>555971
>Write-In: My wife's behavior is symptomatic to a larger problem.
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>>555971
>...She's being placed under house arrest temporarily.
We'll eventually make her a model citizen of Poland
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>>555971
>There will be no legal action against her, alright
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"My wife's behavior is a symptom to a larger problem. Flesh addiction."

"...Flesh addiction?"

"Yes. It's a very serious addiction which occurs in lycanthropes and my wife sadly suffers from it... So, she's being placed under house arrest until she breaks it."

"And that's supposed to contain her?"

"...Well, there's not going to be any legal repercussions for now, at least."

The reporter begins writing this down.

"My next question involves the previous president, Władysław Raczkiewicz. He has demanded that you step down from office and reinstitute the previous regime."

Actions.

>We're the rightful government, not him and his cronies.
>...I suppose that's for the best, after all.
>...I would invite him back to Poland so he would know it is in good hands.
>Write-In
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>>556015
>We're the rightful government, not him and his cronies.
We did liberate the city from the soviets
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>>556015
>We're the rightful government, not him and his cronies.
>We are also in the midst of policy adjustments and civil unrest. This period of instability is no time to stage a coup and one will not be tolerated.
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"We're the rightful government. Not him and his cronies. We're in the midst of policy adjustments and civil unrest, and this period of instability is no time to stage a coup and one will not be tolerated."

He writes a little more.

"Well, that's all the current questions I have. Thank you for your time."

The two of you shake hands and he leaves. You yawn and head back to your truck and begin to head home.

Eventually you arrive home, get out of your truck, and head inside. You can't help but feel exhausted and you head straight to bed, and fall on it next to Ivanka, burying your face right into her, and you pass out.

Anons, would you roll me a 1d20+2?
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Rolled 1 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>556052
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>>556060
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Rolled 10 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>556060
Why?
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Rolled 7 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>556060
Civil war inbound.
>>556052
Rolling to try and save.
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Critical Failure!

Stojan slumps down in your chest, exhausted. He doesn't even make a peep while he sleeps. He woke you up, that's for sure. Your sensitive hearing tells you someone is directly outside of your window, but you're currently unable to move thanks to the heavy injuries you've received.

"Comrade Stojan?"

He snores loudly, almost like a tractor. Actually, he is in fact as loud as one when he sleeps.

"Stojan, I think someone is outside."

He continues to snore, and the window next to you slides open, and you see something was tossed inside, and you quickly look at the object thrown inside... It seems to be a Russian smoke grenade! Smoke begins to enter the room like a thick fog, and someone begins to slide inside... You can't help but start coughing heavily.

Actions.

>Yell for Stojan to get his ass up!
>...Try to grab it and toss it back out! (Agility, HARD)
>Bite at the figure trying to enter! (Agility, HARD)
>Try to stand up! (Strength, HARD)
>Go for the pistol you keep in the night cabinet! (Agility)
>Write-In
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>>556103
>Go for the pistol you keep in the night cabinet!
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>>556103
>Go for the pistol you keep in the night cabinet! (Agility)
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Roll me a 1d20+3
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Rolled 3 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>556124
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Rolled 10 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>556124
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10+3=13

Minor Failure!

You go for the nightstand and try to pull out your pistol, but your arm hurts too much to even try! Your coughing becomes even more heavy and your unable to do anything while the man comes in, and you see him a little more clearly... He seems to be a Russian paratrooper, wearing a strange gas mask. He seems to be taking out somesort of binding for you, all while Stojan sleeps comfortably next to you.

Actions.

>Try to bite him in the hand! (Strength, HARD)
>Try to shake Stojan awake!
>Try to shout for help!
>Keep trying to go for the nightstand! (Agility, HARD)
>Try to scratch at him, at the least! (Agility)
>Write-In
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>>556156
>Try to scratch at him, at the least! (Agility)
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>>556156
>Try to shout for help!
There's ritter and kuty in the house right?
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>>556162
And Ritter
Add this to any action.
>Shout like a crazy bitch.
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"Kutyvoka, Ritter? Anyone?!"

You hear coughing in the next room, and hear shouting. Then you hear... Gunfire? A short small burst, however, and the man in front of you seems distracted...

Roll me a 1d20+3 for scratching him!
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Rolled 17 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>556174
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Rolled 6 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>556174
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17+3=20

Good Success!

You scratch his suit, and he clutches his hand... You see underneath his uniform, brown fur? Either way, he seems pissed off and goes to hit you with a butt of his rifle. There seems to be yelling in the next room, and gunfire continues to be exchanged next door... All while Stojan just yawns.

Roll me a 1d20 to see if you can resist being knocked out by a rifle butt.
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Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>556190
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Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>556190
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Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>556190
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13

Minor Failure!

You get stunned by him, and begin to be restrained by him, and he begins to double-time it out of the house. He gets shot in his back though, by... Ritter?

"Ritter? Free me!"

"I AM CURRENTLY ENGAGED WITH 14 HOSTILES. THAT WILL BE SOMEWHAT HARD."

A shot grazes his helm,knocking it slightly. Some man rushes towards you and begins to drag you away as quick as he can (which is somewhat hard, thanks to your weight), Ritter fires a few shots at him but the man narrowly drags you out of the house, all while you nip and claw at him. Ritter slowly walks out while the paratroopers try to load you onto what seems to be a truck, and he fires a few shots into two unfortunate bastards before your fully-loaded in, and they begins to drive off. Ritter briefly takes a few shots but stops abruptly...

Choices.

>...PoV of Ritter!
>Remain as Ivanka!
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>>556242
>Remain as Ivanka!

Rescue ourselves. Maybe do another dream sequence.
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>>556242
>...PoV of Ritter!
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>>556242
>Remain as Ivanka!

I starting to think that you're manipulating the rolls in order to put us through stuff like this. Shouldn't a 13 or 10 count as a success on normal rolls?
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>>556263
Rule zero.
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After a little bit, you feel your head become... Less clouded. Your coughing stops, and you feel a little better, but that's not saying much, judging from your wounds you got before being taken captive.

"...The package is being delivered, headquarters. We should be there in about twenty minutes." One of the paratroopers says, on what seems to be a radio.

"Good. Make sure you don't let your guard down and let her escape."

You seem to be bound to what seems to be a table...

Actions.

>...Try your best to break your bindings! (Strength, VERY HARD)
>Ask one of the paratroopers why the hell they kidnapped you.
>Demand to know how they found out where you lived.
>Just stay silent...
>Write-In
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>>556305
Oh I know he's the Game master and he can do what ever he wants. It just seems kind of inconsistent to me.
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>>556328
>Just stay silent and try to subtlety get rid of our bonds.

I'm calling it now. It's Ivanka's dad trying to get her back.
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>>556328
>Just stay silent....

>...Try your best to break your bindings! (Strength, VERY HARD)
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Roll me a 1d20 to see if you can try to break your bindings subtlety!
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Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>556362
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Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>556362
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Rolled 4 (1d20)

15

Border Check!

Roll me a 1d20, and I'll roll a 1d20. I only accept the first roll, however.
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Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>556393
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Amazing Success!

You snap the bindings with ease, and none of the paratroopers seem to notice...

Actions.

>...Try to make it look like your restrained, but in actually you're completely unbound.
>...Try to distract them! (Charisma, HARD)
>Rush the closest paratrooper! (Agility)
>Write-In
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>>556413

>...Try to make it look like your restrained, but in actually you're completely unbound.
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You grab the binding and carefully put it around your hands...

After a few minutes, the truck pulls up to what seems to be the outside of the base, and begin to enter. A few conscripts try to look into the truck, but the paratroopers close the canvas flap.

"Get the package off, carefully."

They begin to try and lift your table up. It falls back down.

"I need help, sir... She's too heavy."

"...Fine."

The lead paratrooper and the other one lifts the table up slightly, and a third one comes to assist.

"...Now, carefully men..."

They begin to push you out of the truck...

Actions.

>Just remain where you are and let them push you.
>...Grab the closest paratrooper! (Strength)
>Stay silent.
>Where are you taking me?
>Write-In
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>>556413
...Try to make it look like your restrained, but in actually you're completely unbound.
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>>556447
>...Grab the closest paratrooper! (Strength)
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>>556447
>...Grab the closest paratrooper! (Strength)
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Roll me a 1d20+1
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Rolled 9 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>556466
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Rolled 15 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>556466
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15+1=16

Good Success!

You drop your bindings and make sure to lean back in the table, the three paratroopers struggle against your weight and you knock them down.

"Shit, she's loos-"

You grab one of the paratroopers. What do?

Actions.

>Just decapitate him, no problem.
>Nom? Nom.
>Knock him out!
>Steal his gun!
>Take him hostage!
>Write-in

Note, that this will decide what you do to the three paratroopers in general.
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>>556515
>Knock him out!
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You knock out the paratrooper and the other two by kicking them in their head. They're slumped to the floor, unconcious.

"Is everything alright in there?" You hear from the outside.

Actions.

>...Everything's fine, don't come in here! (Charisma, HARD)
>Try to break into the driver's seat, though you'll next to exit the truck to do so.
>...Cut through the canvas surrounding the truck and make your own exit!
>Grab a gun from the paratroopers!
>Don't say anything!
>Write-In
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>>556547
>...Cut through the canvas surrounding the truck and make your own exit!
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You make an incision in the canvas around the truck, and sneak out that way. You find yourself in what seems to be a millitary base. A conscript seems to have not have noticed you (since your directly behind him, and it's night time), and seems to be going up to investigate the truck. Besides that, it seems your right next to a concrete building, a sort of command building from what you remember.

Actions.

>Sneak up to him and take care of him. (Agility, Specify what to do)
>Just sneak off towards the fence or something, you want out of here as soon as possible!
>Try to sneak towards the command building. Maybe you can find out why they captured you?
>Get into the truck and see if you can't just drive it out of here!
>Go towards the barracks!
>Write-In
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>>556592
>Get into the truck and see if you can't just drive it out of here!
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>>556592
>Get into the truck and see if you can't just drive it out of here!
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You sneak into the truck, slowly opening the door... And find that it's been locked. Great.

Actions.

>...Try to track down where the driver went! (Intelligence)
>Just break into it, smash the window open! (Strength)
>...Try to picklock the truck's door with your claw. (Agility, HARD. +1 from your claw upgrades)
>You should probably take care of the conscript first of all... (Agility, specify what you do to him)
>Write-In
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>>556620
>Just break into it, smash the window open! (Strength)
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>>556620
>Just break into it, smash the window open! (Strength)
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Roll me a 1d20 to smash windows!
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Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>556642
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Rolled 11 (1d20)

13

Border Check

Roll me a 1d20, and I'll roll you a 1d20. I only accept the first roll.
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Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>556664
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Failure!

You bash against the window, to no avail. The conscript turns around, and raises what seems to be a SMG towards you.

"Comrades! There's a fucking werewolf in here!"

Actions.

>...Shit, rush the conscript! (Agility, HARD)
>Intimidate? Intimidate. (Intimidation, HARD)
>Flee! Your unarmed after all!
>Surrender!
>Write-In
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>>556701
>...Shit, rush the conscript! (Agility, HARD)
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>>556713
This, I guess.
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Roll me a 1d20+3 to rush the conscript, and if you do pass, what exactly are you going to do to him?
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Rolled 20 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>556730
Take him hostage.
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Critical Success!

You rush him expertly, disarm him, and throw him to the ground, and effectively take him hostage. You hear footsteps coming towards you, but they stop and turn around, laughing about how the guy is "crying wolf" or something.

Actions.

>Why was I captured and brought here?
>Knock him out.
>Who has the keys to this truck?
>On a scale one to ten, how tasty are you?
>Take his SMG!
>Write-In
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>>556767
>Who has the keys to this truck?
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"Who has the keys to this truck?"

"L-let me go!"

"Tell me, and I might consider it."

"The paratrooper squad leader, I saw him go inside the concrete building when the truck arrived!"

Actions.

>Knock him out.
>I have another question... (Specify)
>Nom? Nom.
>Take his SMG!
>Write-in
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>>556828

>Knock him out.
>Take his SMG!
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>>556828
>Knock him out.
>Take his SMG!
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You knock him out, and take his SMG. He crumples to the floor unconscious, and you can't help but feel somewhat hungry now.

You head towards the concrete building, and three entrances seem viable to you.

Actions

>The front door is the best door. Go through that.
>There's a back door you can go through. Try that.
>Ventilation? Even if it will be hard to fit in... (Agility, HARD)
>Write-In

Ivanka is currently Hungry. (-1 on rolls)
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>>556885
>There's a back door you can go through. Try that.
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You open what seems to be a back door, and enter through that way. You begin walking down what seems to be a white-tiled hallway, with sterile concrete walls... Until you hear footsteps coming your way.

Actions.

>Hide in a corner! (Agility, HARD)
>Get your SMG out!
>Try to get into the ventilation! (Agility, HARD)
>Prepare to pounce at whoever comes your way!
>Run back down the hallway!
>Write-In
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>>556929
>Hide in a corner! (Agility, HARD)

>Prepare to pounce at whoever comes your way!
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Roll me a 1d20+3 to hide in a corner!
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Rolled 27 + 3 (1d30 + 3)

>>556955
I do this all the time irl.
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Rolled 10 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>556955
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Rolled 11 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>556967
Fuck you large fingers.
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Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>556955
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11+3=14

Minor Failure!

You try to hide yourself in a corner, and you hear... Talking?

"...I hope you took care to not harm my daughter, comrade. She was missing to me for nearly a year now."

"We lost some good men, Commissar. If Stalin hears of you compromising the proje-"

"He won't hear of it. Simple."

"Ah."

"Now, about the drinks I owed you wh-"

You accidently get kick what seems to be a loose pipe, causing a ringing noise.

"Did you just hear something, comrade?"

Actions.

>...Shit, pounce one of them!
>...It can't be... Peek out of your corner.
>Try to crawl into the ventilation! (Agility, HARD)
>Open fire down the hallway!
>Flee before your detected!
>Write-in
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>>557022
>Try to crawl into the ventilation! (Agility, HARD)
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>>557022
>...It can't be... Peek out of your corner.

Interesting option.
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You can't help but peek around the corner, and you do indeed, see your father. Along with what seems to be the captain of the paratroopers, still wearing what seems to be a gas mask, and has a sort of armor around his chest and shoulders.

You start trying to crawl into the ventilation... Roll me a 1d20+3 to see if you can fit!
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Rolled 11 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>557073
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Rolled 2 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>557073
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11+3=14

Borderline Failure!

You begin trying to crawl into the ventilation and barely make it in... Though you know if you move around in it you'll make plenty of noise thanks to your weight.

"...Whatever it was, it's gone now comrade."

"...Ah. Aren't you excited to see your daughter again, Commissar?"

"Of course I am, comrade. She is my only child left."

"...Oh. I remember."

"...Da. Now, she's supposed to be outside, right?"

Actions.

>Try to follow them and go upward through the ventilation!
>Crawl out of the vent!
>Wait for them to leave. You don't want to deal with your father at all.
>Write-In
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>>557137
How does ivanka feel about her father. I'd rather follow character as much as possible.
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>>557137
>Wait for them to leave. You don't want to deal with your father at all.
I just remembered about Borislav
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>>557137
>>Try to follow them and go upward through the ventilation!
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>>557159
Borislav?
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>>557150
She loves her father, anon.
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>>557137
>Try to follow them and go upward through the ventilation!
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>>557175
Look at the character sheet. He's Ivanka's brother and he was presumed dead but we eventually found him a while ago. Kind of just forgot about him. Isn't a werewolf
>>
You follow him up through the ventilation, climbing.

"I imagine it would be hard, Commissar."

"Where are your men, captain? Aren't they supposed to meet us here?"

"They are. Maybe your daughter is giving them a rough time."

"...If they do anything to her captain, it'll be your ass."

"Understood, Commissa-"

The ventilation creeks from above thanks to your weight...

"Comrade, this building is coming down as we speak..."

"Da... But this building is new, I doubt the ventilation would be coming down as we speak..."

The captain takes out a rifle and points it up towards the ventilation.

Actions.

>...Try to force the ventilation to collapse on the captain! (Strength)
>Quickly, try to readjust your weight! (Agility)
>...Open the ventilation and climb out.
>Don't do anything!
>Write-In
>>
>>557243
>Scared loud squeak
>>
>>557243
>Quickly, try to readjust your weight! (Agility)
>>
>>557262
This.
>>
Roll me a 1d20+3 to adjust weight!
>>
Rolled 20 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>557271
>>
>>557271
dice+1d20+3
>>
>>557275
So, now do you want that hand/blow job?
>>
>>557276
Derp

>>557275
Nice
>>
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>>557282
>>557283
I eat 20s for breakfast.
>>
Critical Success!

You readjust your weight and quickly move, and begin to follow your father.

"...Well, whatever was up there is gone now."

"Da, captain."

"...So, why the hell do you want your daughter who's a lycanthrope to come here? If she get's out, there's no telling what damage she could cause."

"...Captain, you forget what Moscow did to you."

"...Commissar, I'm just saying what everyone is thinking..."

"I don't care, captain. She's restrained and not a threat to anyone so long as you don't try to put your hand in her mouth."

"...Commissar, but what about the rumors about he-"

"I don't care about the rumors, damn it."

The two of them come to the end of the hallway, with you not too far behind. They open the door.

"Captain, where is my daughter? She was supposed to be in the hallway by now, and she's missing along with your men."

"Sir, I think she escaped."

"Damn it, Captain! Find her!"

"She's probably long go-"

"You will do what I say, or you will face summary execution. Do you understand?"

"...Yes, Commissar."

"Find my daughter. Now."

The captain goes up to a phone in the hallway while your father goes outside, no doubt to investigate what happened.

Actions.

>...Get out of the ventilation.
>Just wait a while longer.
>Get out of the ventilation and silently take down the captain! (Agility, HARD)
>Get out and follow your father!
>Write-In
>>
>>557350
>Get out and follow your father!
>>
I'm kind of skeptical of Ivanka meeting her father right now. She's fat and still has that flesh addiction.
>>
>>557391
>She's fat

Did Ritter teach you nothing?
>>
You slowly get out of the vent and follow your father outside. He seems to be investigating the knocked out conscript in front of him...

Actions.

>Sneak up behind him and knock him out! (Agility)
>Sneak up behind him and grab him! (Agility)
>...Dad?
>Head back inside to deal with the paratrooper captain.
>Write-In
>>
>>557408
You're right. She's just heavily overweight.

>>557414
>Head back inside to deal with the paratrooper captain.
>>
>>557414
>...Dad?
>>
Rolled 2 (1d2)

Rolling.

1=Head back
2=Dad?
>>
"...Dad?"

Your father pauses briefly.

"...Ivanka?"

"Da."

He slowly turns around, and is somewhat taken off balance.

"I... I thought you were dead."

"Why?"

"...You just went off the grid. Everyone who I sent searching after you came back... Empty handed."

"Oh... Sorry about that."

"...Your... Your awfully different now. Your larger then me... And a rather large stomach... What have you been doing all this time? Hibernating?"

Actions.

>One thing at a time, alright?
>...I met a man named Stojan...
>...Why does everyone bring up the stomach?
>Yeah, I'm finally bigger then you.
>...I'm not any different from the last time you saw me dad. It's just that I look different.
>Should we be talking outside?
>Write-In
>>
>>557545
>One thing at a time, alright?
>...I met a man named Stojan...
>>
>>557545
>One thing at a time, alright?
>...I met a man named Stojan...
>Think to yourself that you should loss some weight
>>
>>557564
>Anti opens case marked "Pimping glove"

>One thing at a time, alright?
>...I met a man named Stojan...
>>
"Come on, one thing at a time."

"Sorry... I just haven't seen you in so long, Ivanka."

He comes up to you and begins to hug you.

"...Well, I also met a man named Stojan."

"...Stojan?"

"Yeah."

"...As in, the king of Poland?"

Actions.

>Yeah... I got married to him.
>No, a different Stojan. (Lie)
>Comrade, right now is not the time to be sentimental.
>Sorry about that, dad... It's just that he's the man for me.
>...Could you stop hugging me right where my stomach is? It tickles.
>...I also sort of got addicted to human flesh.
>...Bite his arm and infect him.
>Just remain silent.
>Write-In
>>
>>557594
>Comrade, right now is not the time to be sentimental.

I don't think we officially married Stojan. Nicolae didn't host it and there was no ceremony.
>>
>>557594
>Yeah... I got married to him.
>...I also sort of got addicted to human flesh.
> We are trying to cure that. . . It's, not going as well as we would like.
>>
>>557615
This.
>>
"Yeah... I also got married to him."

"You got married?!"

"Not officially, though."

"...Ivanka, why are you consorting with him? He's a rebel."

"...He's my husband."

He sighs deeply.

"...That's not all, Dad. I also sort of got addicted to human flesh... We're trying to cure that, but it's... It's not going very well."

"Addicted to human flesh?"

"Yeah... If I don't eat someone I become basically a monster... It's not a fun experience."

"...Thank you for telling me... I'm... I'm just happy your alright, Ivanka."

Actions.

>...Sorry for not informing you I was alive.
>Dad... Come on. Stop hugging me.
>...Listen, I need to get out of here. I can't stay here too long.
>...You aren't embarrassed or angry at me for eating people?
>...Could you help me? With the flesh addiction thing...
>Write-In
>>
>>557665
>...Sorry for not informing you I was alive.
>...Listen, I need to get out of here. I can't stay here too long.
>And next time just visit. . . Um, after I break my. . Problem.
>>
"Sorry for not informing you I was alive."

"Yeah..."

"Listen, I need to get out of here. I can't stay too long... But next time, just visit. After I uh... Break my problem."

"Ivanka... It's harder then you realize."

"What is?"

"...I can't just visit you. You're staying with the leader of a rebellion behind enemy lines. I can't just desert my post."

Actions.

>What about when this whole thing is over?
>...Come on, come with me then.
>...Well... I'll see you around, dad.
>Infect him!
>...I just wanted to also tell you that Borislav is alive, dad.
>Write-In
>>
>>557712
>What about when this whole thing is over?

Russia will admit it cannot hold Poland.. in time. ;)
>>
>>557737
>>...I just wanted to also tell you that Borislav is alive, dad.
And this, too.
>>
>>557712
>What about when this whole thing is over?
>...I just wanted to also tell you that Borislav is alive, dad.

We should probably tell Leopold and everyone else not to kill or harm Ivanka's dad.
>>
"What about when this whole thing is over."

"...That would still be consorting with enemies of the state. I'm sorry, Ivanka."

"Don't be... It's just your job."

"...Listen, just get the keys off the captain, and knock me out."

"Why?"

"...I can't attract suspicion, Ivanka. You knock out only the captain and leave me untouched and they'll be after me for consorting."

"...Right... Dad, I also wanted to tell you Borislav is alive."

"...Really? Where is he?"

"I have no idea. Sorry."

Actions.

>...Well, sleep well then.
>...You can come with me, dad.
>I'll miss you, alright?
>...Your implying Poland won't just outright conquer Russia.
>Write-in
>>
>>557770
>I'll miss you, alright?
>...Well, sleep well then.
>>
"...I'll miss you dad."

"I know."

You elbow him right in the head and he slumps to the ground, unconcious... You go back to deal with the captain, who's coming straight towards you.

"Commissar? Who are you talking to?"

Your stomach can't help but growl...

Actions.

>...Pounce him! (Agility, RISKY)
>Just wait for him to get close and surprise him! (Agility)
>...Spray him down with your SMG! (Submachine Guns)
>Write-In
>>
>>557822
>Just wait for him to get close and surprise him! (Agility)
I'm tempted to see what happens if we eat another lycanthrope but we should at least consult with Karkmann first.
>>
>>557829
.... no.
>>
>>557849
Just a thought. It was just a thought.
>>
>>557822
>Just wait for him to get close and surprise him! (Agility)

Still alive?
>>
Ripperoni OP. He was declared dead due to American desieses.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=bq54jb_5WCI
>>
>>557822
>Just wait for him to get close and surprise him! (Agility)
>>
>>558687
Yeah, some strange guy came up to me and gave me a blanket. I started getting some rashes, I have no idea why!

Pro-tip, going into a bed when you are not tired is a sure fire way to pass out.

Roll me a 1d20+3 anons!
>>
Rolled 15 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>560881
> Yeah, some strange guy came up to me and gave me a blanket. I started getting some rashes,

Did the Indians teach you nothing about the white man and blankets!
>>
>>560891
The true question is why would someone make a blanket that gives you rashes? That's the worst blanket design desu.

15+3=18

Good Success!

He walks out of the door, and as soon as he does so he senses that something might be a little wrong... But it's a little too late for that, since you are directly behind him!

Actions

>Knock him out! (Strength)
>Pin him on the ground! (Strength, HARD)
>Try to slit his throat! (Agility)
>...Nom. (Strength, Noisy)
>Try to disarm him! (Agility)
>Write-In
>>
>>560908
>Try to slit his throat! (Agility)
>>
>>560908
>Knock him out! (Strength)

Ta kill ya! To make you weak enough from the rash and what's giving you the rash so that you either die or are easier to kill! Read a history book! Dont accept blankets from white people!
>>
Going to wait fifteen more minutes anons.
>>
Rolled 1 (1d2)

Rolling.
>>
Roll me a 1d20+3 anons
>>
Rolled 18 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>560962
Ok, for the record. Being white makes it impossible for me to put a blanket over myself.
>>
>>560973

Thank you for correcting the record.

18+3=21

Great Success!

He turns around but it's too late, and you slit his throat, penetrating his gas mask without hesitation. He falls onto the ground, choking, with his strange-looking rifle collapsing beside him. You steal the keys off of him...

Actions.

>Get into the truck and drive for it!
>...Take the body along with you!
>Steal his gun!
>Write-In
>>
>>560984
>Get into the truck and drive for it!
>...Take the body along with you!
Fucking white scum. Pay reparations
>>
>>560984
>Steal his gun!
Las rifle in the flavor of baby bullshit.
>Get into the truck and drive for it!
Gotta get free!
>>
>>560991
VANU* Bullshit.
>>
>>560989
Seeing as I'm also Latino and Native Indian, should I pay myself?
>>
You grab the body of the captain and his gun, and toss his body into the back of the truck... While your at it, you drag the three unconscious paratroopers out of the truck and get into the truck...

Actions.

>...Maybe you should do some kidnapping of your own? Put the unconscious paratroopers in your truck.
>Floor it!
>...Try to put on one of the paratrooper's uniforms. You can at least TRY to get out of here stealthily.
>Write-In

>>560994
I'm fucking triggered now, fucking Vanu are OP as shit with their fucking magriders...
>>
>>561000
>Floor it!

And NC is op with their fucking high damage rifles. Fuck the Vanu, fuck the Conglomerate. All glory to Terran Republic. Choke on our bullets!
>>
>>561005
TR master race indeed, NC is only OP though if they're working together (which is never).

You floor it out of there, the truck comes to life and you take a sharp turn around a corner, heading straight for what seems to be the exit. One of the conscripts seems to notice your truck and motions for you to stop, but all you do is drive faster. He narrowly dodges out of the way, but you can hear a machine gun firing right towards your truck...

Roll me a 1d20+1 for driving!
>>
Rolled 19 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>561014
>>
>>561015
I make Dale Earnheart Sr. look like a bitch!
>>
19+1=20

Amazing Success!

You avoid any damage from the machine guns, and escape under the cover of night. You begin the long drive homewards...

Eventually after a day of driving, you pull up by your home, and get out. You unlock the door and open up.

"Oh, hey Ivanka."

"...Stojan?"

From what you see, he seems to be in the middle of eating a sandwich.

You are currently Stojan!

"...Why are you looking at my sandwich like that?"

"Comrade, I am tired and I need some sleep... Why didn't you go looking for me anyways?"

"Why would I? Your the toughest woman I know. Though Ritter really did want to track you down."

"...Nice to see someone cares about me."

Ivanka goes into her bedroom while you take a bite out of your sandwich.

"...Was it something I said?"

"Nope, I'm just exhausted. Oh, also I got you something in the truck. Karkmann or whatever his name is might be interested."

She closes the door.

Actions.

>...Stop the door with your foot! You need to talk to her!
>...She got you something? Oooh, cool!
>...What, do you want a sandwich too?
>...Wait a minute, weren't you going to make her start exercising by making her run around the neighborhood?
>...Well, be like that. I'm going to hang out with all the cool people, like Daciana and Kutyvoka, and Ritter... And Comrade Pig...
>Write-In
>>
>>561038
>...Stop the door with your foot! You need to talk to her!
>Firstly I'm glad your alright.
>>
You stop the door with your foot.

"Well, I'm glad your alright, Ivanka."

"I know, Stojan. I just want some sleep."

"...Right..."

Actions.

>Ivanka... Have you ever thought about having kids? (Charisma)
>I'll leave you to it then.
>Come on Ivanka, sleep is for the weak.
>Write-in
>>
>>561071
>I'll leave you to it then.
Can we read that one letter about Rosa and the guy?
>>
"...I'll leave you to it then, Ivanka."

"Thank you, Stojan."

"Can I have my book though? I want to read it."

She grabs your book and hands it to you.

"Thank you, Ivanka."

You close the door...

Actions.

>...Read the book, why not?
>...Where the hell is Kutyvoka? You want to read this with someone. As in you just want to give a belly rub to her and have an excuse to do so.
>...Maybe you should ask Ritter questions about this book? Like who the hell Rosa is?
>Nah... You'll read this later.
>Write-In
>>
>>561080
>...Where the hell is Kutyvoka? You want to read this with someone. As in you just want to give a belly rub to her and have an excuse to do so.
>...Maybe you should ask Ritter questions about this book? Like who the hell Rosa is?
>>
You decide to find Kutyvoka. Who seems to be taking a nap.

"Kutyvoka?"

"...Huh? What?"

"I'm going to do some reading in here. So could you get up?"

She nods her head slowly, and she takes off a blanket wrapped around her. She gets up off the couch and you lay down on it, causing it to creek, and you can't help but feel the couch is a little small for you. Hell, your feet effectively stick out from the couch uncomfortably.

"...I really wish this couch was better."

"I've been sleeping on it for the past month. It's not really comfortable, but it works, I guess."

Actions.

>...Right. Now can you just get on me? I like having a second layer of blankets.
>I don't know how you can sleep on this. It just seems so small.
>...Could you get Ritter? I'm doing some reading.
>...Come on, get around my arm, alright?
>Write-in
>>
>>561105
>...Right. Now can you just get on me? I like having a second layer of blankets.
>>
>>561118
This.
>>
"Right. Now can you just get on me? I like having a second layer of blankets."

"...Well, I guess..."

She awkwardly tries to get into the couch.

"...I see you kept the bandage on and didn't take it off."

"Of course I wouldn't."

"...That's good, Stojan."

"Yeah. I'd be worried if it wasn't good."

"...Now, I'm trying to figure out how to get in without causing immense pain to your side."

She seems to be trying to squeeze in on your chest's side, attempting to avoid touching the bandaged side of you.

Actions.

>Begin reading!
>...Yell for Ritter to get in here!
>...Belly rub? Belly rub Kutyvoka!
>...Why don't you get up here, by my shoulder?
>How painful would it be if you did touch the bandage? Just wondering.
>Write-in
>>
>>561136
>Begin reading!
And belly rubs too
>>
You begin belly-rubbing Kutyvoka who seems rather happy now, and less tired... And so you begin reading.

It seems that you've read the earliest entry, though it seems the rest of it seems to be a personal journal of this... Cortez, character.

Actions.

>...Why not read it?
>You have better things to do then read a personal journal.
>Read the last entry! Screw chronological order!
>Write-In
>>
>>561146
>...Why not read it?
>>
>>561146
>Read the last entry! Screw chronological order!
>>
You decide to read both the first and last entry.

This what the first entry reads.

Today, mother's priest taught me how to read and write. He even gave me a blank book straight from one of the monasteries... Or so he told me, at least. My mother seems to want me to use it to "document my life" or something along those lines... Though I don't particularly see why, when I can remember nearly everything perfectly, so therefor there is no real purpose in reciting information I already knew. Writing things down is still a tad bit foreign to me, but we shall see if this is truly worth my energy to write.

It is rather short and to the point, with somewhat sloppy handwriting.

Actions.

>...Skip to the last page.
>...Next page? Why not?
>Kutyvoka, have you ever had a persona journal before?
>Write-In
>>
>>561162
>...Skip to the last page.
>Kutyvoka, have you ever had a persona journal before?
>>
"Hey, Kutyvoka?"

"Huh?"

"Have you ever had a personal journal before?"

"...No, not really. Why?"

"Eh. Seems like this book is one."

"Ah."

"Yeah."

You flip to the last page.

So, if the math I have been doing is correct, then the Ambarasian armed forces is vulnerable to archers. Sadly Amova has a lack of decent marksmen, so perhaps mercenaries may fill the gap. Then again, maybe I don't need archers. The crossbow has been proven to be easier to train with, and easily produced. Of course, unless I can take the port suddenly, it is very likely their forces will set up barricades and force me into a prolonged conflict, which my manpower simply cannot deal with. If I wish to conduct an invasion it will have to be swift, brutal, and calculating. If I am indeed forced into a prolonged conflict and forced to besiege a settlement, I will make sure other cities will want to surrender in order to avoid complete and utter destruction, as once again, I lack manpower for a prolonged siege... Prehaps mother's marshal could assist me in my plans. Either way, I require a new journal for planning further...

It seems this is a sort of invasion plan of a neighboring realm. There's mathematics and lines throughout the paper on a crudely drawn map, and the handwritting has become much, much better, becoming a neat cursive.

Actions.

>...Maybe you should study the map?
>...Go back to where you were before this entry. You want to read what exactly he did after he got this journal.
>Fall asleep!
>Write-In
>>
>>561173
>Fall asleep!
>>
>>561173
>...Go back to where you were before this entry. You want to read what exactly he did after he got this journal.
>>
You flip back to where you were and begin reading his second personal entry.

...It has been fifteen days since I even glanced at this journal. I don't particularly care for it, but mother encourages me to use it quite often. Perhaps she reads it? Or is she merely trying to see if I'll follow her guidance?

...It has been somewhat strange living here. Anytime I look out of the castle windows I see children around my age, though I am not allowed outside of this castle without anyone knowing. Mother claims that I am "different" somehow (Most likely due to me being much bigger and smarter anyone my age, as she enjoys saying), and I would greatly enjoy talking to someone who isn't my mother or a member of her council (and therefor ordered to). All I really have for company is myself, which is admittedly boring.


Actions.

>Read the next entry!
>Sleep!
>Kutyvoka, apparently this kid felt lonely or something.
>Write-In
>>
>>561191
>Sleep!
>>
You pass out...

Anons, I'll be doing European Dragon Quest a little later today. Conquistador quest should be held around this Friday or Saturday.
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