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You are Cindy Moon; Warrior Priest of Khonshu, Ward of Ben Parker, Part-time local vigilante. And, just recently, you somehow obtained the title of "Slayer" from an ancient Vampire Lord with an evil agenda. Between going to school, fighting bad guys, wrangling an overeager sidekick and dealing with an <span class="mu-s">insane</span> amount of family drama, now you're expected to potentially help save the world! No pressure.
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https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Max%20Spider%20Quest Last time: After accepting the help of Wilhelmina the Blood Witch, Cindy defeated her brother Ward, and not only managed to convince him to stand down, but got the rest of Monster Council to stop fighting each other, and instead direct their anger at the creature responsible for deceiving them all: Varnae, The First Vampire!
Thanks to her quick thinking, she and the council made it out of Varnae's trap in one piece, and reconvened at a tavern in Monster Metropolis. There, she learned that her new blue friend was actually a clone mashup of Beast and Wolverine, and that the mutant scientist (Hank McCoy) had offered his help to Varnae, Skul the Slayer, and the current ruler of Limbo, Belasco.
Now that they know who their enemies truly are, Cindy and her group devise a plan to appeal to the Kaiju King, in hopes that he can muster up an army for the battle to come.
Will the Kaiju King's help be enough to save the day? Is Cindy capable of slaying something as old and powerful as Varnae, or even Belasco? And why is a member of the X-Men lending aid to a bunch of monsters?
Find out more in the latest issue of…<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-r">MAXIMUM SPIDER QUEST!</span></span>
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Most dice rolls will be 1d100. Modifiers will be added depending on the situation or on the alien being used(Usually +10 or -10). Crit successes and crit fails apply. Crit fails can be overridden by crit successes, but crit failures cannot override crit successes.
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:z/IrOr4E Sun 25 May 2025 18:01:18 No. 6248114 Report Quoted By:
>>6247307 >>6247104 >Investigate the strong life signal. Taking these. Writing...
>>6247307 You can definitely make an attempt!
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:z/IrOr4E Sun 25 May 2025 21:01:04 No. 6248203 Report Quoted By:
“Harpy! There's something over there.” you warned. “What kind of ‘something'?” Shaggy asked. Harpy turned her head in the direction you were pointing, and squinted. “Fighting.” she said, before swinging around to fly towards it without elaborating any further. Her shadow passed over Deadhead along the way, and the roided-out rumbler stopped to gaze up at her. “Wait! Where are we going now?” he asked, leaping onto a nearby rooftop in a single bound. You watched him struggle to catch up, but lucky for him, your target wasn't terribly far. And as soon as you got close enough, you found yourself feeling both relieved and intrigued. This person wasn't your grandmother. But…who–or what were they? A lone, masked warrior flitted around the battlefield, expertly dispatching any and all undead that dared oppose her. The cloak she wore was adorned with bronze, upside down crosses, all of them hanging from chains made of a similar material. Her mannequin mask was plain and dull, not bearing any sort of opulent decoration, only having openings for her eyes and nose, and a wreath of white flowers lining her hood. Some had been stained by black ichor from the undead, and a few of her crosses appeared to have been torn off sometime during the fighting. A pair of silvery swords flashed amidst the chaos, standing out more than even the radiant glow of her life energy. She swung them so fast and with such elegance that you could've swore they left shimmering trails through the air in their wake. From the looks of things, she had already slain scores of undead, and wasn’t showing any signs of slowing down. You were beginning to wonder whether you were needed at all, when Shaggy pointed out a herd of undead centaur stampeding towards her. “Harpy, drop me!” you demanded. “Hold on, now! We're too high up!” Shaggy protested. “Too high up for you, maybe.” you said, patting Harpy’s leg. And before Shaggy could say anything in reply, the giant bird woman released you from her grasp. The dog called out after you, but you ignored him, rolled up a ball of sap, and flung it at the raised arm of a marble statue erected in the middle of the plaza. Attached to that ball was a strand of sap, directly connecting the palm of your hand to the statue's own hand. When you were at an appropriate height, you swung from the sap strand, in a very similar fashion to the way you witnessed Ben do it. “I could have done that…” Mercy remarked, sounding a little pouty as she did. “I know, but I need you for something else.” you said, swinging in a tight arc around the statue, until you were close enough to the ground to land beside the masked warrior. She immediately whirled around to face you, her dual katanas at the ready. Her tension eased a bit when she was able to get a better look at you. “Hey. Thought you could use some help.” you tried, gesturing at the giant harpy and shaggy black dog flying overhead. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:z/IrOr4E Sun 25 May 2025 21:02:50 No. 6248206 Report The masked warrior glanced up at them, and then back at you. Out of the three of you, she seemed more fascinated by you for some reason. She raised one of her swords slowly, and you prepared to defend yourself if need be. But instead of attacking you, she reached up to remove her mask and lower her hood. And what you thought was a mysterious masked warrior, turned out to be the most beautiful woman you've ever seen in your life. Her skin was a warm caramel, her eyes a penetrating gold that shook you to your very core. Her hair was slightly tousled, but you felt as if you could get lost in those long dark brown curls of hers. The thought of running your fingers through them dominated your mind for a moment, and it was all nearly enough to make you overlook two very important details. One, was the fact that this lady's smile contained a pair of fangs that wouldn't look terribly out of place on a vampire. The other was…wait… You knew this person! The fellow vampire hunter flashed a brilliant white smile in your direction, and your face momentarily flushed in the presence of her undeniable beauty. “Petit Cindy!? What are you doing here? Did you do something with your hair?” Louise of the Nightguard placed one of her swords back in its sheath, and used her free hand to try to reach down and touch one of your vulpine ears. “Oh, mon chéri! What cute little ears you have.” You found yourself wishing that she would touch them, but you resolved yourself to keep things professional, and batted her hand away gently instead. What will you say?>”There's no time to explain! You have to come with me.” >”’What am I doing here’!? What are you doing here? Please tell me you brought Blade with you.” >”Where have you been? We've all been worried sick about you. I never even got to thank you for everything you did for me.” >”Ben's here too. We could really use your help here.” >Give her a big hug! “Louise! I'm so glad you're alright!” >Write-in.
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>>6248206 >>”’What am I doing here’!? What are you doing here? Please tell me you brought Blade with you.” hooooly shit, long time no see
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>>6248206 I was hoping she’d show back up! Vampire hunting is right up her and Blade’s alley. Odd that Louise has positive energy when undead normally have negative though.
On a funnier note, we have become full cat. We want to be pet, yet bat away the hand that goes to pet us. Next thing you know we’ll be taking naps in high places and knocking things off tables just for fun.
Also, there’s always time to explain Cindy. You just give the bullet points and let them unpack.
>”Varnae’s alive, I have part of the Bloodstone, Huntsman is beating back Skrull with Ana, I was fused with a fox demon as a baby, we’re plugging entrances to the zombie horde and you’re coming with.” Point between Harpy and Louise to signal a pickup while she’s busy thinking over that so we can continue our mission.
>”’What am I doing here’!? What are you doing here? Please tell me you brought Blade with you.” >”Where have you been? We've all been worried sick about you. I never even got to thank you for everything you did for me.” We can ask all the questions once she’s secured her seat on the best airline in the Metropolis. We can ask if it’s okay to hug her later.
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:z/IrOr4E Thu 29 May 2025 01:41:34 No. 6249759 Report >>6248207 >>6248555 Hey guys! I might have to take a break from writing for a little bit, on account of the fact that I'm in the process of moving out of my apartment. I'm not going to be moving very far in the immediate future, but in about two or three months, me and my girlfriend will be moving in together. She's very supportive of my passion for writing, and I don't expect to have many problems updating the quest, so don't worry!
Unfortunately, I'll still need to put the next update on hold for the rest of this week. I might be able to get some work done on Sunday, but I'll try to keep you guys updated as the situation develops!
>”’What am I doing here’!? What are you doing here? Please tell me you brought Blade with you.” And if nothing else comes up, I'll assume that this is the vote that we'll be moving forward with.
>>6248207 >>6248555 I'm excited to see her too! I've been eagerly awaiting her reintroduction for some time now.
>>6248555 There's an even sillier Kumiho development coming up in the next arc! I'm very excited to write about it.
>>6248555 >Odd that Louise has positive energy when undead normally have negative though. That IS strange!
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>>6249759 Cheers on moving in together! Bonus points if you’re not moving into another apartment and are getting something a little bigger. Shame about the delayed update, but I can wait for a good cause.
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Tue 03 Jun 2025 22:50:45 No. 6252502 Report Quoted By:
>>6250237 Thanks! And we're going to have a lot more space. I'm pretty excited about it!
Also, writing...
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Wed 04 Jun 2025 02:15:18 No. 6252603 Report Quoted By:
“‘What am I doing here’? What are YOU doing here? And please tell me you brought Blade with you.” you said, glancing around hopefully. But alas, there wasn’t much here other than a courtyard full of freshly slain zombies, and a handful of stragglers. Louise shook her head, her playful expression telling you that she was still thinking of a way to get away with petting you. “Unfortunately not. Eric sent me here to better understand the social tendencies of mon–” She paused to clear her throat. “‘Supernatural citizens’.” she corrected herself, affecting a tone heavy with the implication that this wasn’t her first time making this correction. Your shoulders drooped. “So…no backup?” “Don’t look so disappointed.” Louise said with a pouty expression. “I’m not! It’s good to see you. Really.” you said, perhaps a little too quickly. The tender smile that she gave you in return was so precious that you made a mental note to sketch it from memory once you were back in your dorm. Her gaze traveled down to one of your tails, and you watched as her eyes lit up the moment she recognized what it was she was looking at. And boy were your tails wagging up a storm right now. “Oh...I can see that you are very happy to see me~!” “Ha! Sorry, it’s like they have a mind of their own sometimes…” you said with a sheepish grin and a nervous chuckle. “The second one is new. Actually…come to think of it, they both kinda are.” You fought hard to get them under control, and almost missed the moment when she reached a hand towards one. You swiftly turned away from her, just fast enough where her hand groped empty air instead of a bundle of fluff. “My my! You’ve grown so much! In height AND appendages.” she said, reaching up to grab your face while you were preoccupied with getting your tails under control. “And you’re speaking so fluently. I do hope that no one else has tried stealing that beautiful voice of yours.” She pinched your cheeks with that last comment. Your heart was racing so fast! She was so close, and her hands were…surprisingly warm for that of a vampire. That thought pulled you back to reality. How was an undead creature of the night such as herself putting out so much life energy? Just then, your ears twitched, and you glanced to your left to see a shambling zombie creeping up on you. A half-second later, Louise’s eyes flitted to her left, where another zombie was quickly approaching the two of you. “One moment, s’il vous plaît.” she said, her eyes going cold as she released her grip on your face, and brought her hands up to draw both swords from where they rested on her back. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Wed 04 Jun 2025 02:17:08 No. 6252606 Report Quoted By:
Despite having to pull them from an uncomfortable angle, she effortlessly drew her blades and dashed towards her target. Her limbs blurred as she moved, and you swore you could hear a distinct click as her heels skipped off of the ground. She closed the distance in the blink of an eye, skipped again, and she was suddenly out of range of its counterattack. You barely saw the silvery trail of her katana pass through its neck, and before its head could even hit the ground, she was already moving onto another target. With each clack of her heels, she darted around the battlefield, expertly dispatching the undead in rapid succession. It was almost as if she was dancing, the edges of her black robes and silvery blades whirling around her with dizzying speed. You eventually snapped out of your awe-induced fugue state, and drew your own sword, moving to intercept another group of approaching zombies. But before you even got there, a bright red beam crashed down from above, turning the zombies into undead pulp, and reminding you that Harpy and the others were waiting to pick you up. You looked up and waved at them. Shaggy was quite literally barking mad, and you just smiled and pretended that you couldn’t hear him muttering curses under his breath. Louise skipped ahead of you and raised her swords defensively. She squinted up at the two, and you watched with mild amusement as her brows creased in confusion. “What is that giant bird doing to that poor animal?” she asked. “They’re friends.” you said simply. And, as if to confirm this, Harpy unleashed another bright red Gamma Beam from her fanged maw, and completely obliterated another approaching horde. Louise cautiously lowered her swords, her mouth hanging slightly open. “Huh. I suppose the apple doesn’t fall very far from the tree when it comes to keeping strange company.” she said, a bit of humor creeping back into her voice as she gave you the side eye. You didn’t miss the implication that she considered Ben to be your father, and you didn't bother to correct her. Explaining your jacked up family situation would have to come after you survived this zombie invasion. “Says the vampire hunting vampire living in an underground monster city.” you sniped back. Louise pursed her lips and lowered her lashes. “Ooh, touché~.” she said, clearly enjoying this little back and forth. She seemed genuinely happy to see you, and that made you a feel little better about how your day was currently going. “HEADS UP!” You both turned around just in time to see a green bundle of muscle slam down into the ground several meters away, causing cracks to spiderweb from the crater he had just formed. You managed to stop Louise before she could get her swords up this time. “He's a friend too.” you offered. “I think.” Louise’s flat expression told you exactly what she thought of your uncertain response, but...she stayed her hand nonetheless. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Wed 04 Jun 2025 02:19:09 No. 6252608 Report Quoted By:
You both watched as Deadhead rose from a cloud of dust and debris, his large physique making his appearance that much more foreboding. His change in skin color was undoubtedly due to the Hulk blood flowing through his veins, but he still seemed coherent enough to differentiate between friend and foe. He coughed, glanced around to get an idea of the situation, and stopped dead in his tracks as soon as he noticed Louise. “Damn.” Louise frowned slightly as the helmeted hulk openly leered at her. You might've rescinded your earlier statement of him being of yours, if you didn’t completely understand his reaction upon seeing the french vampiress. You weren’t embarrassed to admit that she was attractive. Not in your own head, at least. Deadhead seemed to recognize that he was staring, and tried to snap himself out of it. “Sorry, sorry. I was just…damn!” Louise sighed and shook her head before glancing down at you. “You should pick friends with a slightly larger vocabulary, mon amour.” “I think you make him nervous.” you whispered back, trying to hold back a giggle. She gave you an exasperated look. “Him nervous–I should be nervous.” she said, waving the end of her sword at him. “He smells like death.” Deadhead paused to do a quick smell check. “To be fair…we probably all do.” you begrudgingly admitted. Louise grimaced at that uncomfortable truth, but said nothing further on the matter. A fresh horde of zombies entered the courtyard, pouring in from every crack and crevice they could possibly squeeze through. Louise became a whirlwind of steel once more, and you held your own sword at the ready. “Mercy! Mummy mode!” you commanded. A moment later, your new form-fitting costume reshaped itself to form several layers of cloth bandages. Atlantean steel met rotting flesh, and for the ones you weren’t able to reach, Mercy sent out multiple bolts of cloth to stab into and restrain them. A few of them tried to grab hold of your tails, and you had to be extra mindful of their position at all times. It was a little more exhausting, but not impossible. A brief glance at Deadhead showed him casually clobbering the undead menace. With his every punch and kick, zombies were flung around and flattened with ease. The scene of wanton destruction was rather satisfying to watch, but you had your own battle to pay attention to. “You. What is your name?” Louise asked as she cut apart a mass of sagging flesh that was twice as large as your average undead. “The name's ‘Deadhead’.” he replied, forcefully shoving a zombie's head down into its own stomach, and kicking it away from him so hard that it sliced through everything in its path until its body was reduced to nothing. She paused, tilted her head to the side and, despite herself, smirked a bit. “Did you name yourself that, or…?” “It kinda just caught on.” he offered, rapping a knuckle on his sturdy helmet. “Wanna see what's underneath?” (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Wed 04 Jun 2025 02:26:48 No. 6252611 Report “Not particularly.” Louise answered easily, beheading a zombie with a kind of correlating finality. “Good idea. I was never much of a looker.” Deadhead admitted with a chuckle. “And I don’t think all this green is doing much to offset the ugly.” Louise snorted a laugh, caught herself, and cleared her throat. “Well…you know what they say.” she began, lowering her swords once more. “A good sense of humor helps make up for that.” “GET UP HERE THIS INSTANT, YOUNG LADY!” The three of you glanced up at Shaggy, and you cupped your hands in front of your face to shout right back at him. “IN A MINUTE!” “When did you have time to change clothes!?” Louise exclaimed, eyeing you with wide-eyed fascination. Before you could answer, you were given a rude reminder of the reason for your urgency. The ground started to rumble, and the five of you turned to see the large dust cloud that was just barely concealing a herd of stampeding centaur. And they were coming right for you! “Okay! We’re ready to go now!” you shouted up at Harpy. But as soon as you did, you noticed the giant bird lady staring at a growing black mass spreading out above the city. And, using your life-sense, you got a pretty good idea of what it was you were looking at. “Zombie birds!? Oh, come on!” you whined. Louise grunted as she pulled both swords free from a recently slain zombie ogre. “Go! I’ll hold them off.” she demanded. “I’m the one they want.” “Nah.” Deadhead protested, staring down the oncoming stampede and cracking his knuckles in anticipation. “You two go. I’ll catch up.” You glanced between the two frantically, wondering what you should do to get everyone out alive. With your life-sense still active, you started to notice the presence of more life signs hiding in nearby buildings. There were people here What will you do?>Stay with them both and hold your ground. No one gets left behind. >Use Louise as bait, and have her run around the city corralling any and every zombie that’s willing to chase her. >Leave this to Deadhead and try to rescue the civilians hiding within the nearby buildings. If he says he can’t die, then you’re willing to believe him. >Have Harpy take everyone and flee! You'll draw them away. If you could find a way to project your chi like Grandma Young and Pei, then maybe you can get them to leave everyone else alone. >Write-in.
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>>6252611 >>Leave this to Deadhead and try to rescue the civilians hiding within the nearby buildings. If he says he can’t die, then you’re willing to believe him. He's pretty cool
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>>6252611 >Leave this to Deadhead and try to rescue the civilians hiding within the nearby buildings. If he says he can’t die, then you’re willing to believe him. Yeah, Deadhead won’t have much of a problem with them. Kinda wish we could leave something with him, but I can’t see him handling a polymorph potion or propulsion gem well while in Hulk mode.
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Thu 05 Jun 2025 23:50:53 No. 6253480 Report Quoted By:
>>6252612 >>6252705 >Leave this to Deadhead and try to rescue the civilians hiding within the nearby buildings. If he says he can’t die, then you’re willing to believe him. It's time for Deadhead to show off a little!
Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Fri 06 Jun 2025 00:42:13 No. 6253493 Report Quoted By:
You both turned to stare at him in shock. “We're not leaving you.” you protested. But really, you were ashamed of yourself for having thought of that very same solution. “You're not. I'm volunteering to stay behind.” he corrected you. “Trust me on this, kid. If there’s anyone that can live through this, it's gonna be me…” He didn't even turn around to look at you. His eyes were firmly locked on the centaur herd. You and Louise exchanged a worried glance. “Hurry up and go. I can’t cut loose with you here.” he urged, taking several steps towards the oncoming stampede. “Be sure to come back in one piece!” you shouted after him. “Don't do anything too stupid!” Louise called out. “Sorry ladies…but I can't guarantee either of those things.” Louise looked like she wanted to protest, but Harpy swooped down and scooped both of you up before anyone else could get a word in. She started to lift off, when Deadhead looked back at her from over his shoulder. The two locked eyes for a while, and Deadhead gave her a slight nod of acknowledgement. Harpy didn't return the gesture. She only uttered a single word. “Smash.” Deadhead turned his head back around, and gave her a thumbs up before clenching his right hand into a fist. Green sparks danced along the surface of his darkening flesh. Likely the residual gamma radiation from the Hulk Blood. According to Harpy, it should have killed him several times over by now, but here he stood, staring down an entire horde of zombies by himself. He wound his hand back, clenching his fist even tighter, and causing additional sparks to generate from the affected limb. His veins were throbbing, and his muscles were quivering so much that you were afraid that it might explode! But he held it for as long as he could. After a few more seconds, when the centaur herd had gotten a little closer, Deadhead finally swung his arm down. “Death-Blow.” A powerful shockwave ran through the ground, and tore straight through the middle of the herd! The sheer wind pressure of his punch had completely obliterated everything in its path, carving a small trench where a great number of centaur had once stood. The herd split up and ran around to pincer him from both sides. They quickly formed a tight circle around him, with centaur running in layered, concentric patterns. As they did so, you noticed a few of them wielding bows and carrying spears. “Look out! These guys are smarter than your average zombie!” you shouted. Deadhead barely made to move as dozens of arrows sprouted from multiple points on his body. None of them penetrated very deep, however. The speartips, similarly, only achieved minor injuries, and barely warranted an appropriate reaction for someone who was being pelted from all sides by sharp projectiles. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Fri 06 Jun 2025 00:43:15 No. 6253494 Report Quoted By:
This went on for several more seconds, before Deadhead raised both arms, and slammed them onto the ground. The resulting shockwave sent the centaur flying in every direction, most of them having died before they even hit the ground. Louise watched whole thing with a wide-eyed look that bordered somewhere between horror and awe. “I'm starting to see why you keep this one around…” she commented. “He's doing a good job of distracting them. We need to get back down there!” you demanded. Shaggy shook his head at you profusely. “Are you mad!? I thought the whole point of having the brute make a noble sacrifice was so that we could escape with our lives! It'd be a lot less noble if we all went and died now, wouldn't it?” “There are people down there! They need our help!” you snapped. Shaggy's face fell, and he gave you a serious look. “How do you know that?” he asked in a gruff-sounding voice. “Kumiho powers. I think they're letting me sense other sources of life energy.” Shaggy hummed and nodded to himself. “You've only had them for a day. How do you know that you can trust them?” Now it was your turn to shake your head at him. “I don't. But I've still gotta try.” you pleaded. The two of you locked eyes for nearly a minute before Shaggy broke off the staredown by squeezing his eyes shut. It was very obviously a mark of frustration. “Right. No…you're absolutely right.” he agreed. “You go. I'll try and find them a way out of here.” You gave him a determined nod and patted Harpy’s leg. Having heard the entire thing, she flew over to a nearby building and set both you and Shaggy down. Louise was still being held firmly in her clutches, however. The french vampire hunting vampire waved politely at her. “Miss? Hello, miss? I would like to be let down as well.” “She can help.” you offered. “She's a friend of the Huntsman.” At that, Harpy gently set the woman down and took several steps back. “Where victims?” the big bird asked. You opened your mouth, and then closed it again as you were just now starting to realize that you had no easy way of translating what you were seeing to these people. There was an awkward pause, and you pointed at the closest life signal that you could perceive. It was at that moment where Mercy’s bandages began to unravel, and lines of ink slowly started to coalesce into…a crude map of the building's exterior? No…wait! Mercy was drawing maps! Maps indicating the rough location of the civilian you had just pointed to. It wasn't very detailed, and neither of you had any way of knowing the interior layout, but it was at least a decent visual aid that would allow them to track down each person using their own skills. Louise snagged the cloth map from your arm and examined it curiously. “Petit Cindy…how are you doing this?” “Let’s just say that we've got a lot to catch up on later.” you said, giving her a sheepish grin. —---- (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Fri 06 Jun 2025 00:44:15 No. 6253495 Report With your guidance, and Louise and Harpy’s mobility, rescue efforts were now well underway. There was only one issue with this whole process, and that was the matter of where you would store the civilians. The quickest and easiest solution was for Shaggy to dig a portal, have Harpy fly into it with as many people as she could carry, and have them join the others at one of the various shelters placed throughout the city. Louise was strictly on rescue duty for now, but from the way she kept glancing down at Deadhead, you could tell that she wanted to help him as well. The lean green fighting machine was practically drowning in undead by this point. All the noise and commotion from his earlier attacks had attracted even more zombies. And now, you could barely see him over the literal sea of undead washing over him. He was still going strong, fighting with all his might, but you were all afraid that it might now be enough. That his hulk blood might run dry before you had completed your mission. For Khonshu's sake, the guy was even keeping the flocks of undead birds away from you! Whenever he spotted them, he would leap high into the air, and bring his palms together for a seismic thunderclap of incredible proportions. You both loved and hated when he did that. Loved it for the amount of birds it killed upon contact. Hated it because it made you feel like you were going deaf in both sets of ears. Everyone else seemed to share your sentiment, but didn't complain about it too loudly or openly. But worst of all, were the stares you were getting from the people that you were saving. Sure, it wasn't everyone, but you could tell that some of these people truly did believe in the prophecy. And despite your efforts to defend their lives, some of them… Some of them looked at you as if you were a monster waiting to gobble them up. Even now, a family of people with zebra-stripe patterned skin were cowering away from you, despite the fact that you were busy hacking away the zombies threatening their safety. What will you say?>”Oh, come on! Am I really that scary? How is my reputation down here even worse than the one I have at school!?” >”A little emotional support would be nice. I'm not asking for any ‘thank-you's’, but I'd appreciate it if you guys could show a little encouragement.” >”There. Is. No. Such. Thing. As. A. Slayer prophecy!” >Say nothing and keep fighting. Let them think what they want. It's not your job to change their minds. >Write-in.
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>>6253495 >>”There. Is. No. Such. Thing. As. A. Slayer prophecy!” Anonymous
>>6253495 >”My role is a protector, first and foremost. No human, monster, god, or damned prophecy will take that from me.” I don’t have a funny or disarming comment that feels appropriate after this. Maybe I’ll think of one later tonight.
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>>6253495 >>6253713 >”But if you ever meet a time wizard, send them my way. I have a lot of extra roles and would love more hours each day.” There’s the quip I couldn’t think of earlier. I wouldn’t be surprised if they bolt before they hear it.
How often does that happen in the comics? Spiderman readies a quip for someone he saves, but they’re gone before they can catch it?
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Sat 07 Jun 2025 22:20:34 No. 6254465 Report >>6253870 I believe it's happened more than a few times throughout his career! Some people are just used to his antics and end up ignoring him, while others might be a little too pumped up on adrenaline to even hear what he's saying.
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>>6254465 Man, just leaving Spidey hanging like that feels like kicking a puppy. A hyperactive puppy that won’t stop barking, but still.
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Mon 09 Jun 2025 19:56:28 No. 6255735 Report Quoted By:
>>6253549 >>6253713 >>6253870 >”There. Is. No. Such. Thing. As. A. Slayer prophecy!” >”My role is a protector, first and foremost. No human, monster, god, or damned prophecy will take that from me.” >”But if you ever meet a time wizard, send them my way. I have a lot of extra roles and would love more hours each day.” Taking and combining these. Writing...
>>6254843 You've got to admire the man's ability to quip while under pressure.
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Mon 09 Jun 2025 20:28:48 No. 6255760 Report Quoted By:
“There. Is. No. Such. Thing. As. A. Slayer Prophecy!” you declared, punctuating each and every word with a swing of your sword. “I’m a protector, first and foremost. And there isn’t a human, monster, or god alive that can change that. The same goes for your stupid prophecy!” A massive hulking zombie approached you from your left, its arms poised to crash down on your skull. He got a face-full of foxfire for his trouble, and you watched with mild interest as frost started to form over the affected area. You made a mental note to study up on the properties of foxfire, and swiftly beheaded the large zombie. “But if you ever meet a time wizard, be sure to send them my way.” you added, planting your sword into the ground and leaning on it for support. “I’ve got other responsibilities waiting for me up there, and I could use a few more hours to round out my day.” You brought your hand down to massage your lower back, pushed your shoulders back, and pushed out with your chest. You heard and felt a satisfying pop as your vertebrae clicked back into place, and you could barely resist letting out a groan as you did so. “You know what I mean?” you asked, turning back to face your audience, only to find that they had already evacuated without so much as goodbye or a thank you. “Oh. No, that’s cool. It’s not like I was pouring my heart out or anything.” you snapped at nobody in particular. “We fight for a higher purpose. We walk this world knowing that our cause is just.” Mercy whispered. “Our god’s approval is all the reward that we require.” “Right right right,” you quickly muttered. “I just think that people could show a little courtesy every now and again.” “You are aware that the casual use of time magic is strictly prohibited by W.A.N.D. and various other magic societies.” Shaggy mentioned. “Yeah yeah, I know!” you blurted out, plucking your sword out of the ground and raising it to defend yourself against a zombie wielding a metal pipe as a weapon. “It’s called wishful thinking.” “Contact with Jinn is also strictly prohibited.” he put in, not slowing down in his task as he did so. You let out a frustrated battle cry that was just barely drowned out by the ever-increasing horde of zombies. Having heard this, Louise floated down to stand beside you, and placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder. “Are you alright, Cindy? Do you need a break? We need only keep this up for a little while longer.” You straightened your back, and tightened your grip on your sword in an effort to appear less tired than you truly were. “No…I can keep going. It’s just-” Your words cut off when you realized that there was a faint purple glow radiating from your hands. You looked down, and an audible gasp escaped your lips. Your whole body was glowing. This was either another weird symptom of being a Kumiho, or-” “Cindy? What is happening?” Louise asked in alarm, her hands now gripping both shoulders. (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Mon 09 Jun 2025 20:29:51 No. 6255761 Report Quoted By:
The sudden commotion made Shaggy turn to see what was going on, and his jaw dropped as well. “The Kaiju King is summoning you…!” Both you and Louise turned to stare at him in disbelief. Why now? You couldn’t leave yet. There were still people that needed saving! “How do I stop it!? I don’t wanna leave you guys!” you exclaimed. “Can I bring you all with me?” Shaggy shook his head in resignation, and you thought you could see visible relief in his expression. “I’m afraid that it doesn’t work like that, lass. If the King has put out a summons, then it means that he has need of you.” he said, sounding more calm than he reasonably should. “His safety takes priority over ours. Don’t worry about us. We can finish things up here.” You felt like he was saying this more for your sake than anyone else’s. You wanted to say more, but any thoughts you had regarding the matter were suddenly blown away when Louise leaned in to give you a gentle kiss on the cheek. Your face felt like it was on fire after that. “He’s right. Stay safe, Petit Cindy. We will come find you after.” “Wait! No-!” But it was too late. Your vision swam, and your stomach turned. It was the same feeling as last time, except not nearly as disorienting. You managed to retain your senses, and you hoped that you’d be able to prevent yourself from throwing up that soup you had at that inn. Several seconds later, you found yourself crouched down before a dais. You brought your head up slowly, recognizing the Kaiju King’s throne, as well as the man seated atop. He hadn’t even stopped to regard you. He was feverishly drawing, his pencil moving so fast that your eyes could barely keep up. The giant dragon-man, Slizzik, was hovering behind him protectively, his large slitted eyes scanning the room. Blearily, you did the same, noticing that it was slowly filling with monsters. These looked like pedestrians, and the ones that weren’t being led inside through a crack in the giant stone doors were being teleported inside via the Kaiju King’s summoning method. A thought passed through your mind, and you squinted, narrowing your focus so that the life energy of those present became more apparent. And to your great relief, you recognized your grandmother’s aura almost immediately. You shoved through the crowd, barely stopping to apologize in your haste. When you found her, she was laying down on the cold hard floor, looking more exhausted than you’ve ever seen her. A crowd of monsters were gathering around her, looking more than a little concerned. But you noticed a few of them gasp and back away slightly at the sight of you. “Grandma!” you shouted, moving to kneel beside her. Your eyes searched her wrinkled face for any signs of life, but it was as if she had been placed in a deep sleep. You could barely sense any life energy in her at all! “Grandma, wake up! It’s me!” you urged, gently shaking her by the shoulder. “You have to wake up. We need you.”
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Mon 09 Jun 2025 20:30:53 No. 6255763 Report Your vision grew blurry, and your heart started hammering in your ears. “I need you...” you whispered through shallow breaths. “I can’t lose my only grandma…” This couldn’t be happening! You were only just starting to get to know each other. Things can’t end like this! Just then, a pair of hooves came into view on the other side of Young’s body. Your head rose, and you frowned up at a small goat boy covered in white fur and wearing a blue tunic. It was the one you had seen fighting the undead before! His smile was gentle, and his eyes appeared to be glued shut by a gold, waxy material. In his hands, he carried a lyre made of dark wood. “She requires Goldblood.” he said. “W-what?” “Goldblood.” he said again. “He requires blood from the Gilded Lady.” Your frown deepened. What was this kid even talking about? “Who?” “He speaks of the masked woman who wears pagan symbols.” a nearby troll added. Masked woman? Pagan symbols? Were they talking about Louise? “The Goldblood nourishes all. It can save your grandmother as well.” the goat boy said. What will you do?>Draw up a portrait of Louise and demand that the Kaiju King summon her here. Maybe she really can help. >Try to share some of your chi with your grandma. You’ve never done it before, but she needs you right now. >Ask around to see if anyone has a healing potion on them. You know they’re illegal, but desperate times call for desperate measures. >Ask the Kaiju King to summon someone else. (Write-in) >Write-in.
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>>6255763 >>Draw up a portrait of Louise and demand that the Kaiju King summon her here. Maybe she really can help. No way, does she have cure-all elixir for blood?
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>>6255763 >You have the Bloodstone fragment still. It’s not like you needed it anyway, you can give it up if it’ll save your grandmother. Taking Louise away might put Shaggy and the others in danger. The fragment should give life energy too, shouldn’t it?
I’d been hoping to keep that for longer, but this seems like a good cause to spend it on.
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Fri 13 Jun 2025 12:04:25 No. 6257676 Report Quoted By:
>>6255765 >>6256160 How would you guys like me to settle this? Should we flip a coin, or would one of you like to switch votes? It doesn't seem like there are any new votes coming in for this one.
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>>6256160 i'll switch to this, no big deal
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Fri 13 Jun 2025 23:28:18 No. 6257825 Report Quoted By:
>>6256160 >>6257693 >You have the Bloodstone fragment still. It’s not like you needed it anyway, you can give it up if it’ll save your grandmother. Taking these, then! Writing...
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Sat 14 Jun 2025 00:50:28 No. 6257854 Report Quoted By:
You briefly considered the possibility of having the Kaiju King summon Louise here to test Goat Boy's theory, but you quickly dismissed the idea. If you took Louise away from the other group, that might place Shaggy, Harpy and Deadhead in danger. It might even cause the deaths of innocent supernatural creatures. No. You couldn't. But if you didn't l, Grandma Young might… Your hands frantically patted your body up and down, looking for something–anything that could- Your hand found something hard and slightly sharp. You froze momentarily, before pulling out the peace offering that Mina had granted you. It shone crimson in the dim light, illuminating both your face and Young's. Susurrations rippled through the crowd as they leaned closer to get a better look at what you were holding. You stared deeply into the bloodstone shard, unsure of what you expected to find out from it. As if you could detect signs of duplicity or malice through your naked eyes. You didn’t know the Nosferatu Twins very well at all, and you haven't really had a chance to get this thing examined, but it was starting to look like you didn't have much of a choice here. If you sat here and did nothing, you might lose your only remaining grandparent. Your eyes moved from the stone, and back to Young’s face, still bathed in red from the stone's eerie glow. You bent down, swept your hair over your shoulder, and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. Then, you set your expression, and loosened her robes enough for a portion of her chest to be exposed. “Please work…” you prayed. And then, you pressed the bloodstone shard against the exposed portion of flesh. A network of veins rose up to meet it, just barely contained by her thin layers of skin. Slowly, the stone began to sink deeper into her flesh, its eerie glow blinking in sync with her heartbeat. Your own heart started to beat faster as you carefully removed your hand from the stone. After a few seconds, the stone settled in place, right below her collarbone. Your eyes searched her face for any sign of her waking up, but all she did was groan in discomfort. “Come on. Wake up…” you muttered, nudging her arm tenderly. A moment later, Young’s eyes flew open, and a pair of blood red orbs stared up at you in shock. You nearly jumped in surprise, but you somehow managed to maintain your composure. “Grandma!?” Young opened her mouth to let out a faint whimper, and you slid your hand under her head to prop it up. “What's wrong? Are you alright?” you asked, your eyes darting between the bloodstone shard and her face. Her mouth shut, and you could tell that she was gritting her teeth tightly. She looked like she was in pain! You swore, on Khonshu's honor, and on the lives of your remaining loved ones, if Mina had tricked you into killing your own grandmother… (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Sat 14 Jun 2025 00:51:30 No. 6257856 Report Quoted By:
She began to thrash, and now everyone around you was growing uneasy at the state of their protector. Her arm reached up to grip your shoulder, and you could feel her nails digging into your flesh. But then, something strange happened. Her hair was starting to change color. It went from white, to orange, and finally, to a deep shade of red! Her body began to change as well. Her limbs elongated, and her features softened. Her youth was returning to her with seemingly no effort on her part. Life energy flooded her body, reigniting her spark, and forcing you to shield your eyes momentarily! You had read somewhere that the Bloodgem granted immortality to anyone that merged with it, but this was the first time you've ever witnessed its power with your own eyes! Her skin was a bit paler than usual, but was at least far healthier than she had been before having the stone implanted in her flesh. The skin around it was looking a lot less irritated and veiny, and was beginning to look like a surgical implant that had been there long before the two of you had ever met. She blinked several times, and her eyes returned to a darker, more natural hue. Her legs shifted, and you felt the need to have Mercy cover her legs to preserve her modesty. With how long her legs had gotten, she would need a few alterations to that robe of hers. Your grandmother, now sporting the appearance of a pretty, red-headed Korean woman in her twenties, blinked up at you several more times. “...Cindy? Cindy, is that you...!?” she asked, trying to sit up a little too quickly. You allowed her to sit up, but kept a firm grip on her shoulder so that she wouldn't move around too much. Seeing her now, you had to admit that you looked more like her than your actual mother. It was like looking at a grown up version of yourself that had decided to dye her hair in an act of rebellion. The thought made you laugh, despite yourself, and you threw your arms around her shoulders. “Hey Grandma.” you said with a sniffle, nuzzling her neck as you tightened your hold over her. “Don't scare me like that ever again.” You heard another sniffle, and felt warmth dripping onto your shoulder and running down your back. A pair of equally warm hands wrapped around your back and hugged you tight. “Thank the heavens you are alright…!” she said through a shuddering breath. “I could not bear to lose you.” Your tearful embrace lasted several minutes longer, with the two of you indulging in a healthy amount of back-rubbing and exchanging loving gestures in the form of gentle whispers. The monsters around you all collectively breathed sighs of relief as they quietly celebrated Young’s return to health. You didn’t care that you were currently the center of attention. You didn’t even care that everyone was watching and listening to you blubbering over your grandma. This was your moment. And no one could take this away from you. —--- (Cont.)
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Sat 14 Jun 2025 00:52:31 No. 6257857 Report When you were both satisfied, you pulled away from Young and allowed her to slowly rise to her feet. She was easily a head taller than you now, and thanks to Mercy’s alterations, was able to stand, walk and run without exposing herself. She gently prodded the bloodstone shard now embedded into her flesh, and ran a finger along the area where organic material and magic crystal met. “A Bloodstone. You used this to preserve my life?” she asked, eyeing the crystal dubiously. You averted your gaze, feeling a little guilty now that the moment had passed. “It was all I had, and you weren't waking up, and-” A pair of hands gripped both your shoulders, and your grandmother pulled you in for another hug. Thai time, you were thankful that the others had decided to give the two of you a little space. “Don't you dare apologize.” she said in a slightly stern voice, pulling back to look you in the eye. “Smokey’s the one that should be apologizing for letting you out in this mess.” Her hand brushed your cheek, and you reached up to hold it in place. “Don’t blame him.” you chuckled. “He did his best to protect me. Harpy and Deadhead too.” Young breathed out through her nose and shook her head slightly. “Fine. He’s off the hook…for now.” she offered, her pupils flashing red briefly. “I will have to thank the other two later. I trust they are all safe?” Your smile faded, and Young didn’t miss the look of uncertainty that flashed across your face. “They’re all still out there, saving people and fighting their way through a zombie tsunami!” Young gave you a resolute nod. “Then we must hurry. I’m not sure how long the King can keep this up.” she said, casting a worried glance in his direction. Even now, the population of monsters in this room was rapidly swelling due to the Kaiju King’s efforts. The strain on his face was plain to see, and you almost wanted to tell him to stop…but you didn’t think that he would even register what you were saying in his current state. What will you say?>”Do you feel up for it? I’ve never planted a Bloodstone in anybody before.” >”No, I’ll go. You should stay here and rest for a bit. You looked like you were in a coma five minutes ago!” >”Let’s stay here for now. I’m sure Shaggy’s going to tunnel his way here once he and the others finish evacuating the last of those civilians.” >”Do you think he’ll let me try? I mean, I can remember the faces of everyone I’ve met today, and I’m a decent artist.” >Write-in.
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>>6257857 >>”Do you feel up for it? I’ve never planted a Bloodstone in anybody before.” if she says she's good she's good
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Traveling sucks. It’s hard to keep in touch with the quest when bouncing around so often.
>>6257857 >”Do you feel up for it? I’ve never planted a Bloodstone in anybody before.” >Start calling on nearby people, asking their names, and assigning them simple jobs to help with your excursion. If we’re going back out, we should be smart about it. We know we cleared routes starting from the shop up through wherever we were last at. If we can get a map, we can figure out how to get back to our corridor and make a path for civilians to get to the palace area (or other known defended position) on their own while heroes focus on keeping the corridors clear. The Kaiju King shouldn’t teleport anyone that we can move through a safe route since the man is clearly working too hard right now.
Others can handle the task of getting a map for us, gathering individuals who would be willing to travel along our route and keep it open for civilians, and setting up an area for injured monsters if one isn’t already established.
The latter should be as easy as getting a long pole with an “infirmary” sign on it. Even if the infirmary is elsewhere, people can go there to get guidance to it.
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Mon 16 Jun 2025 16:36:14 No. 6259316 Report >>6257875 >>6258667 >”Do you feel up for it? I’ve never planted a Bloodstone in anybody before.” >Start calling on nearby people, asking their names, and assigning them simple jobs to help with your excursion. Taking these. Writing...
>>6258667 It's good to have you back! I'll take your suggestions.
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Mon 16 Jun 2025 18:26:16 No. 6259345 Report Quoted By:
You gave her a worried look out of the corner of your eye. “Do you feel up for it? I’ve never planted a Bloodstone in anybody before.” Young stared down at her hand, flexing it a couple of times before tightening it into a fist. To your supernatural senses, that same fist was becoming encased in a red, pulsing energy. After a moment, you recognized it as your grandmother’s chi. Only, now it felt…’heavier’? Was that the word for it? There was an undeniable and oppressive density about the life energy that flowed around her fist. At various points in that chi flow, you noticed that the energy would occasionally crackle like lightning. “Oh, yes. I will not rest until I have repaid Varnae for everything he has done here.” Her eyes took on that eerie red glow once more, and you could feel your worry deepening. But at the same time… “Save some for me.” you said, jabbing a thumb back at yourself. “I haven’t wanted to stake a vampire this bad since my parents faked their own deaths.” You noticed a look of guilt briefly flash over Young’s face, her downcast eyes eventually finding the golden blade resting at your side. Mercy was keeping it close, just in case you needed it. “Is that Atlantean steel!?” You nodded, adopting a slightly sheepish grin as you patted it with one hand. “Yup. It was a gift from mom before I got summoned here.” Grandma Young slapped a hand to her forehead. “It looks like that’s not all you took.” she said, pointing at the various potions and pieces of magical equipment you were currently wearing. “It was an emergency!” you argued. “Emergency or not, you need to be careful with what you take, or even touch in that shop.” she admonished. You folded your arms over your chest and raised an eyebrow. “You seriously think I can’t identify a cursed object when I see one? Mom wouldn't let me out of my room until I could do it with my eyes closed.” Despite herself, Young grinned and let out a light chuckle. “Yeah. That sounds like Nari, alright. She taught you well, I see.” “Yeah. She really did...” you said, wishing that you had gotten a little more time to speak with her. She nodded. “Another thing to be grateful for. But there will be time to reminisce later.” she declared. “Now is the time to retake our city.” You nodded as well, waiting for her to address the citizens of Monster Metropolis. She turned, cupped a hand to her mouth, and shouted at the top of her lungs. “Hey everybody! My granddaughter has something to say!” “Wha-!? Grandma…!” you whined. She winked at you, grabbed you by the arms, and positioned you to stand in front of her. You gave her an accusatory glare over your shoulder, before turning to face the crowd of monsters now staring directly at you. Some were giving you dubious looks, but most of them were staring expectantly, as if you were supposed to give them an inspiring pre-battle speech. And you might have, if you were given advance warning and at least a couple of minutes to prepare!
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Mon 16 Jun 2025 18:27:18 No. 6259347 Report Quoted By:
But no. You were put on the spot, and had nothing to rely on but your reportedly poor sense of improv. Why couldn't Ben be here to do this? He was so much better at talking to people he didn't know! You opened your mouth to speak, and not even you knew what was going to come flying out of it. All you knew was that these people were all counting on you. The whole world might be counting on you… “Hi. I know you're all scared, and confused, and probably more than a little angry about your city getting invaded by zombies.” you began, still feeling a little embarrassed about all this. There were murmurs of agreement echoing throughout the crowd. “But I know the one who’s really responsible for all this.” you continued. There were multiple gasps of surprise and outrage. “I mean…I don't know him personally, but I know where we can find him.” you went on. “How do you know all this?” a bat creature called out, narrowing his eyes in scrutiny. You turned to face him. “The Nosferatu Twins told me. He's an ancient vampire lord that goes by the name ‘Varnae’.” There were even more murmurs now. Good. You were starting to pick up steam now. “He's been deceiving all of you with these fake prophecies. He's been using his minion Skul to build an army. And he nearly took out the entire Monster Council a few hours ago!” Your audience was growing increasingly rowdy with each and every revelation. By yourself, you would have been hard pressed to convince them of even one of these things, but with Grandma Young literally backing you up, they would have no choice but to seriously consider the things you were saying. “And if I were you guys, I'd be seriously pissed about it!” You got a raucous agreement from the crowd, and you felt Young giving your shoulders an encouraging squeeze. You reached out a hand, and pointed out three people who you recognized from your time flying above the city. Goat Boy, despite having his eyes closed, calmly stepped forward as soon as you pointed at him. Further in the back, another man reluctantly stepped forward. He was trying to blend in with the wall, but was now unable to after you pointed him out to everyone. He appeared to be a Were-rat with beady red eyes and brown fur. He wore hempen pants that were being held up by his tail, a short beige hooded cloak with little holes cut out for his ears, and an old rifle that he'd slung over his shoulder. And lastly, the Salamander girl wearing the green cloak, who stood at a remarkable seven feet and two inches, stepped forward to meet your eyes. No one had dared get in her way. Like all Salamanders, her skin radiated an intense heat due to the furnace of everburning flame that served as their body's metabolic function. She had the appearance of a bipedal reptile with spindly limbs, a thick, serpentine torso, and a pair of glowing yellow eyes.
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Mon 16 Jun 2025 18:28:21 No. 6259348 Report Quoted By:
Even from here, you could see the outline of her circulatory system being lit up by her internal flame. They pulsed at the same rate of her flame's fluctuations, portraying to all the world how nervous she was to be called out in public. Which was odd, on account of the massive battle-axe hanging from her back, and the fervor with which you saw her wielding it earlier. “You three! What're your names?” “Mellis, ma'am.” the Goat Boy answered with a short bow. “...Ed.” the Were-rat complied, after a brief pause. To your surprise, he sounded like he had a typical New York accent. “R-rhyssa…” said the Salamander girl, unable to hide her nervousness. “Mellis, Ed, Rhyssa. I want you three leading the next assault.” With the exception of Mellis, everyone's eyes widened in surprise. “I saw you guys fighting earlier, and I've gotta say, I'm impressed with your work.” you admitted, nodding to each of them. Mellis was clearly a bard of some sort. That was the only way you could justify what he did to that undead horde with nothing but the power of music. Ed the Were-rat seemed to be a sniper, judging from the looks of those weapon mods. And that shy Salamander was giving off a faint magical aura. A battle-mage, then. That must have been why she was able to stand amidst all these people without roasting them alive. It did nothing to erase the stigma of Salamanders being dangerous to be around, though. “Now hold on-” Ed was beginning to say. “At once, my lady.” Mellis agreed, his brow furrowing in what might have been a look of determination. “We will spare no quarter until the Goldblood is found and protected.” “It's not just her that needs our protection.” Rhyssa noted with a lisp. “This is our home.” She reached out a clawed hand, made a few swift hand signs, and her entire body shifted from bright red and orange to varying shades of cool blue. Immediately, the people standing within her vicinity visibly relaxed. That looked like a hastily cast heat barrier spell. Rhyssa then reached up, and drew her large battleaxe, hefting it in her skinny hands. Mellis strummed his string instrument and gave an encouraging nod. Ed grumbled to himself, but still unslung his rifle. You gave them all a satisfied smile. “Great. First, we’re gonna need a map of the city.” you demanded. “I’ll mark down the areas that I know have been cleared out, and we’ll set up a route for people to follow if they want to take shelter in the palace. We should set up an infirmary too, if we haven’t already.” There was a brief pause, where everyone was unsure of which order they should follow first, but Young managed to snap them out of it. “Well? What are you all waiting for? Do what the girl says! The more time we waste, the more lives are at risk!”
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Mon 16 Jun 2025 18:29:22 No. 6259349 Report That was enough to stir them to action, it seemed. The palace buzzed with noise and activity now, but it wasn’t entirely chaotic. By themselves, the citizens of Monster Metropolis were beginning to create some semblance of order as they talked among themselves to decide who would be better suited to what role. The three generals you’d handpicked were taking the lead when it came to organizing a proper fighting force. Even the shy Rhyssa was trying her best not to shrink back from all the attention she was receiving. Young made a satisfied grunt and gave you a pat on the back. “Good work.” You wanted to be angry with her, but you couldn’t entirely bring yourself to feel dissatisfied with the end result. It was time to start fighting back. —--------- What will you do?>Join your Monster Generals in clearing out the streets of more zombies. >Accompany Young in setting up the infirmary. You don’t exactly have a wealth of medical knowledge, but you were at least taught the basics. And having Mercy there to stitch people up and dress wounds should make things go smoother. >Head back out to look for your friends. The rescue operation should be wrapping back up now, and Ben and Ana should be returning as well. >Give the Kaiju King an accounting of each face you remember from your rescue operation. It wouldn’t do to have him take on extra work for no reason. >Write-in.
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>>6259316 Still traveling now. I’ll be back home in a week, but I expect random IPs for a while given the lackluster wi-fi where I’m at.
>>6259349 >Give the Kaiju King an accounting of each face you remember from your rescue operation. It wouldn’t do to have him take on extra work for no reason. Given his manic state, it might be best to draw their faces and tell him the drawings we give him DON’T need summoning. He doesn’t need to listen or respond much, and it lets us work without distracting him until we’re ready to dump a stack on him.
I hope Cindy is good at speed drawing. Mercy probably is!
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>Join your Monster Generals in clearing out the streets of more zombies. either as a follow-up or switching to it. As a follow-up, I’m thinking we’d make sure the corridor behind them is still clear some time after they leave if they head out before we finished with the Kaiju King.
>>6259350 Looks like “Aryan equals colon” if you add two of the dots to the right. Not sure if that’s saying they’re shit or if they often give colonoscopies. I’ll leave that for the rest of the board to argue over.
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>>6259349 >>Head back out to look for your friends. The rescue operation should be wrapping back up now, and Ben and Ana should be returning as well. Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED
Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Thu 19 Jun 2025 03:25:42 No. 6261071 Report >>6259409 >I hope Cindy is good at speed drawing. Mercy probably is! She'll try her best! Mercy isn't as good at capturing fine details, but her ability to form shapes and images using ink gives her a surprisingly useful skill!
>I’ll leave that for the rest of the board to argue over. Agreed!
>>6259421 >>6259409 If no new votes roll in, then I'll archive this thread and repost the last vote in the new thread.
Since I have you guys here though, how are you enjoying Cindy's adventure? I know it's gone on for a while, so I'll try to wrap things up within the next thread if possible.
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>>6261071 I can switch from
>>6259409 to
>>6259421 . Getting access to the pocket dimension would speed up this whole evacuation process.
>Cindy’s adventure It’s been a nice break from Ben’s adventures. A focused campaign compared to the more freeform stuff Ben does since he has so many potential plot hooks in him. It (hopefully will) end on a high note when this arc concludes.
Anonymous
>>6261071 >how are you enjoying Cindy's adventure? It's been pretty fun! Cindy is really cool to play as, she's really grown from being the players' morality pet into her own thing
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Scorekeeper !!qcHMjYPsvED ID:TYlFQUZ5 Thu 19 Jun 2025 23:05:02 No. 6261582 Report Quoted By:
>>6261225 >>6261527 Glad to hear you guys are enjoying the side story so far! Making Cindy more independent, and having her carve out her own niche has been an important goal of mine. And, like all teenage vigilantes, she's got some serious challenges ahead of her!
>>6261225 Don't worry! This finale is going to be very epic, and, in some ways, very shocking!
>>6259421 >>6261225 >Head back out to look for your friends. The rescue operation should be wrapping back up now, and Ben and Ana should be returning as well. The switch is appreciated, thank you. I'll start working on the opening post for the next thread. It should be up by tomorrow evening!
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This thread has been archived!
https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Max%20Spider%20Quest Once again, thank you guys for playing, and I hope to see you all next time!