Previous thread,... oh hell it should be obvious by now.
Continuing the Game.
/vx/ - Videogames and Paranormal
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>>8674
Taunting/baiting to react (equivalent to shitposting irl)
Basically being provocative and flaunting the prospect of a relationship.
Taunting/baiting to react (equivalent to shitposting irl)
Basically being provocative and flaunting the prospect of a relationship.
>Wanders to the forge with a rod of hell knows what
>>8685
"To feel his buttcheeks pressing into your back for the first time? Most of the new bitches have something today about it."
"To feel his buttcheeks pressing into your back for the first time? Most of the new bitches have something today about it."
>>8686
"Where his ass sits is of no concern to me. Whether his ass is bleeding is. That is all," she says dryly.
"Where his ass sits is of no concern to me. Whether his ass is bleeding is. That is all," she says dryly.
>>8687
*looks up*
"Oh really? It wasn't exhilarating at all? That's not what the last few bitches said. Everyone has got their own tastes though; I'd assume a kitty like you likes him for his ~mane?"
*looks up*
"Oh really? It wasn't exhilarating at all? That's not what the last few bitches said. Everyone has got their own tastes though; I'd assume a kitty like you likes him for his ~mane?"
>>8688
"You mistake my purpose here. For me this is business, not some romantic opportunity," she says, with just a hint of disregard.
"You mistake my purpose here. For me this is business, not some romantic opportunity," she says, with just a hint of disregard.
>>8694
Well, my understanding was you were using the blade to disable the leg and would have left it embedded. I could be wrong.
Well, my understanding was you were using the blade to disable the leg and would have left it embedded. I could be wrong.
>>8695
Okay, now I'm confused, so I'm going to say "yes, you pulled it out", cuz why wouldn't you?
"Play your mind-games with someone else. I'm disinterested in your games," diplomacy failed.
Okay, now I'm confused, so I'm going to say "yes, you pulled it out", cuz why wouldn't you?
"Play your mind-games with someone else. I'm disinterested in your games," diplomacy failed.
>>8698
GM, is Fae in the emotional mood to stay in Trumpaladin's suite in Trump tower. You know, after Jim Kelly is able to successfully execute this pass in practice
GM, is Fae in the emotional mood to stay in Trumpaladin's suite in Trump tower. You know, after Jim Kelly is able to successfully execute this pass in practice
>>8699
She could be going to a secret cult meeting, to where the money is buried, or who knows what. Follow her Fae!
She could be going to a secret cult meeting, to where the money is buried, or who knows what. Follow her Fae!
>>8700
Yes. Its clear that in addition to Soros and co, the party has a number of formidable adversaries, and that Trump may have need of her at a moments notice.
Yes. Its clear that in addition to Soros and co, the party has a number of formidable adversaries, and that Trump may have need of her at a moments notice.
>still in pursuit though
>>8703
No, she can only do a roar as a spell-like effect that fatigues its victims
>>8703
No, she can only do a roar as a spell-like effect that fatigues its victims
>>8704
Fae should follow. We don't know for sure that's she's been cured of her demonic influence. By which I mean Trump does not know for sure. Also while Dragonnes might not be stealthy, they have superior vision in low light
Fae should follow. We don't know for sure that's she's been cured of her demonic influence. By which I mean Trump does not know for sure. Also while Dragonnes might not be stealthy, they have superior vision in low light
Alright, I gotta do some stuff before bed. I'll keep checking in, but I gotta step away for a bit. Sorry. ~_~
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>When there's multiple player characters you really can't leave alone at night
>>8718
Great! I'll have her on top of a tree, hunched down, a long ways away, making use of a telescope or some sort of light bending mechanism to allow her to observe Tracy - if not hear her - from a distance without being spotted
Great! I'll have her on top of a tree, hunched down, a long ways away, making use of a telescope or some sort of light bending mechanism to allow her to observe Tracy - if not hear her - from a distance without being spotted
>>8718
Now Sechs would actually have a reason to be near Trump at this time. Trump would be doing basiaclly the same thing he did in the morning - overseeing construction of the new stadium while also overseeing the training of the new Football Team. He would be there, at least briefly, to visit, watch, or talk about other matters with Trump
>>8722
What
Now Sechs would actually have a reason to be near Trump at this time. Trump would be doing basiaclly the same thing he did in the morning - overseeing construction of the new stadium while also overseeing the training of the new Football Team. He would be there, at least briefly, to visit, watch, or talk about other matters with Trump
>>8722
What
>>8738
>no genocide mode
Well there goes my plan for the night...
Could she just be set on the path towards evolution right now (i.e. getting bigger)? If not, practice autohypnosis and Concentration with the whip.
>no genocide mode
Well there goes my plan for the night...
Could she just be set on the path towards evolution right now (i.e. getting bigger)? If not, practice autohypnosis and Concentration with the whip.
Oh right. Order = Chaos in that order is either artificially imposed, or it is a natural expression of chaos in that Order springs from Chaos; Chaos = Order in that Chaos is the natural expression of Order, or that Chaos results in varieties of hierarchies which are an expression of Order.
>>8743
Tracy looks at her hooves curiously (they're like three feet further away) and experiments with igniting and extinguishing them)
*Jumps in the air, attempting to hover again*
".... I can't even tell if I'm high anymore...." She mutters uncomfortably
Tracy looks at her hooves curiously (they're like three feet further away) and experiments with igniting and extinguishing them)
*Jumps in the air, attempting to hover again*
".... I can't even tell if I'm high anymore...." She mutters uncomfortably
>starts feeling dizzy I'm going to combine the autohypnosis practice with the Knowledge (the plains) quirk, to develop towards etherealness
>the sight of the meadow appears to blur and bend momentarily
>>8749
*catches footing and takes off at full speed, leaving wisps of blue in her wake*
>the sight of the meadow appears to blur and bend momentarily
>>8749
*catches footing and takes off at full speed, leaving wisps of blue in her wake*
Is she at the stage at which she could change planes? Right now, she wishes she could be anywhere but where she is.
*keeps running, building momentum, getting faster*
*keeps running, building momentum, getting faster*
>>8570
>>8751
Ambitious, aren't we? Only hours ago she was flying for the first time, and now she's already trying to plane shift. Not yet.
Meanwhile Thez walks up on Infernius.
"Hey, I appreciate the way you threw yourself against those robots, without even knowing what they were or why they were after me. Here," she places her ebony fly in his hands. "Her name is Uatchit. Call on her if you ever need to fly in a pinch. She's as fast as a hippogriff, and as maneuverable as, well as a fly." she smiles before <whoooof> she (and GM) retire.
'Night guys!
>>8751
Ambitious, aren't we? Only hours ago she was flying for the first time, and now she's already trying to plane shift. Not yet.
Meanwhile Thez walks up on Infernius.
"Hey, I appreciate the way you threw yourself against those robots, without even knowing what they were or why they were after me. Here," she places her ebony fly in his hands. "Her name is Uatchit. Call on her if you ever need to fly in a pinch. She's as fast as a hippogriff, and as maneuverable as, well as a fly." she smiles before <whoooof> she (and GM) retire.
'Night guys!
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>>8751
>>8750
>Our little mud pony is growing up, not so little anymore with weird new powers
Makes me sad in a weird sort of way. Like returning to my hometown and seeing that the old road I drove 90 on to get to school in the morning is now a several lane roadway, there's street light and a billboard, and the rice patties have been replaced with sprawling subdivisions. Or like going back up to see my grandparents in North Carolina, seeing the place where I once went between my Grandparent's house and my aunt and uncle's house - but my aunt and uncle divorced, sold the house, my grandfather died, and the forest has been replaced with subdivisions...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K_PQ4fRQ5Kc
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>>8750
>Our little mud pony is growing up, not so little anymore with weird new powers
Makes me sad in a weird sort of way. Like returning to my hometown and seeing that the old road I drove 90 on to get to school in the morning is now a several lane roadway, there's street light and a billboard, and the rice patties have been replaced with sprawling subdivisions. Or like going back up to see my grandparents in North Carolina, seeing the place where I once went between my Grandparent's house and my aunt and uncle's house - but my aunt and uncle divorced, sold the house, my grandfather died, and the forest has been replaced with subdivisions...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K_PQ4fRQ5Kc
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>Be Tracy
>Be out for a midnight run
>Be pent-up and angry as fuck
>Ever since you got wasted last night, you’ve been feeling sort-of… frisky
>You feel energetic, and a lot more bloodthirsty than usual
>Your muscles feel tight and sinuous and your hooves are literally burning
>And so you run
>Running is really the only non-violent form of stress-relief you know Aside from getting wasted
>Only, you're not running; you're flying
>And quite fast at that
>look down over the forest
>It looks.. beautiful
>You've never flown before
>Is this how pegasi feel?
>It feels... odd
>In fact, your whole body feels odd
>You're at least three times the size of your regular build
>pray it's reversible
>That wedding dress would be an ordeal to re-order
>But wait... aren't you dead?
>Has the dress order been cancelled?
>Has the ceremony hall reservation been given away?
You don’t want to think about it...
>And wtf is up with this fire?
>You're literally burning, but... your body doesn't hurt that much more than it usually does...
>In fact.. it's starting to feel kind of good…
>It’s like your anger is just flowing out of your seems
>You feel.. powerful...
>Like a princess even
>Well, maybe not so much...
>Certainly more powerful than the kitty though
>You look back, suddenly full of bitterness again
>There she is, still on your tail
>She's taking her sweet time, with those slow, bellowing flaps
>Why won't she just buzz off?
>You slow down a bit, looking venomously over your shoulder
>She's keeping her distance, still watching you with those slit-like brass eyes
>It's starting to piss you off
>You slow down a bit as you stare at her, sizing her up like a piece of meat
>With you at this size, she doesn't seem so big anymore
>She’s just a big, fat kitty-lizard
>She lands on a branch, still watching you
>Be out for a midnight run
>Be pent-up and angry as fuck
>Ever since you got wasted last night, you’ve been feeling sort-of… frisky
>You feel energetic, and a lot more bloodthirsty than usual
>Your muscles feel tight and sinuous and your hooves are literally burning
>And so you run
>Running is really the only non-violent form of stress-relief you know Aside from getting wasted
>Only, you're not running; you're flying
>And quite fast at that
>look down over the forest
>It looks.. beautiful
>You've never flown before
>Is this how pegasi feel?
>It feels... odd
>In fact, your whole body feels odd
>You're at least three times the size of your regular build
>pray it's reversible
>That wedding dress would be an ordeal to re-order
>But wait... aren't you dead?
>Has the dress order been cancelled?
>Has the ceremony hall reservation been given away?
You don’t want to think about it...
>And wtf is up with this fire?
>You're literally burning, but... your body doesn't hurt that much more than it usually does...
>In fact.. it's starting to feel kind of good…
>It’s like your anger is just flowing out of your seems
>You feel.. powerful...
>Like a princess even
>Well, maybe not so much...
>Certainly more powerful than the kitty though
>You look back, suddenly full of bitterness again
>There she is, still on your tail
>She's taking her sweet time, with those slow, bellowing flaps
>Why won't she just buzz off?
>You slow down a bit, looking venomously over your shoulder
>She's keeping her distance, still watching you with those slit-like brass eyes
>It's starting to piss you off
>You slow down a bit as you stare at her, sizing her up like a piece of meat
>With you at this size, she doesn't seem so big anymore
>She’s just a big, fat kitty-lizard
>She lands on a branch, still watching you
o.o`
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>>8768
"Who is Kajit? Your drug dealer? You must know that I am the missionary of Football, America, and Elway, righteously chosen by Trumpaladin to be his mount, and to spread the word of Football in this dimension"
"Who is Kajit? Your drug dealer? You must know that I am the missionary of Football, America, and Elway, righteously chosen by Trumpaladin to be his mount, and to spread the word of Football in this dimension"
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>>8764
>Eeew! She’s licking herself!
>You wonder just what your husband saw in her when he took her for a mount
>You would’ve surely made the superior steed
>You can feel your enlarged chest tightening at the thought
>Even after you went through the effort of ordering that saddle…
>You can feel the anger welling up inside of you
>The plane begins to look blurry again
>’It… it’s not fair..!’ you proclaim to yourself
>The bitch’s ears perk up
>Oh crap, she’s listening
>So fucking annoying
>As you gaze at her, you consider how easy it would be to just get rid of her
>You’re certainly more powerful
>... No.
>Or at least, not tonight
>It would be too suspicious for her to disappear while she’s tracking you
>You’ll be watching her though
>Biding your time...
>You gallop about a dozen squares or so
>She follows, slowly, with an annoyed but determined grunt
>It seems her kind isn’t accustomed to flying long distances
>Well, sucks for her, because you feel like you could ride all night
>Take a leap
>Instantly plummet 30 ft
>”Oh shi-!” *catch yourself*
>How the fuck can you trip in mid-air?
>The lioness slowly flaps along, her face frozen in that expressionless, condescending glare
>You scowl, snapping your lengthened jaws
>start coughing uncontrollably as a ring of soot bellows out
>Wtf, smoke?!
>You’re starting to dislike being in this form..
>Your throat feels parched…
>It’s been awhile since-...
>.......
>You’re not that kind of mare anymore..
>You’re somebody's waifu now…
>............
>You remember the taste of Soros’s blood
>almost sweet, like a child’s…
>You’d love to get the rest of him some day
>Your husband was planning to defeat him after all
>You get dizzy again, and the plane stars to look blurry
>Your flames flicker
>You feel exhausted
>But you’re still pretty fucking angry…!
>And so, you take off into the night sky, leaving a trail of blue-green wisps in your wake
>And the kitty too of course
>You chuckle grimly to yourself
>You’re a tough mare; you can get through this
>You’re obviously the superior mount
>Those are your buttcheeks after all
>The Ride is only beginning
>Eeew! She’s licking herself!
>You wonder just what your husband saw in her when he took her for a mount
>You would’ve surely made the superior steed
>You can feel your enlarged chest tightening at the thought
>Even after you went through the effort of ordering that saddle…
>You can feel the anger welling up inside of you
>The plane begins to look blurry again
>’It… it’s not fair..!’ you proclaim to yourself
>The bitch’s ears perk up
>Oh crap, she’s listening
>So fucking annoying
>As you gaze at her, you consider how easy it would be to just get rid of her
>You’re certainly more powerful
>... No.
>Or at least, not tonight
>It would be too suspicious for her to disappear while she’s tracking you
>You’ll be watching her though
>Biding your time...
>You gallop about a dozen squares or so
>She follows, slowly, with an annoyed but determined grunt
>It seems her kind isn’t accustomed to flying long distances
>Well, sucks for her, because you feel like you could ride all night
>Take a leap
>Instantly plummet 30 ft
>”Oh shi-!” *catch yourself*
>How the fuck can you trip in mid-air?
>The lioness slowly flaps along, her face frozen in that expressionless, condescending glare
>You scowl, snapping your lengthened jaws
>start coughing uncontrollably as a ring of soot bellows out
>Wtf, smoke?!
>You’re starting to dislike being in this form..
>Your throat feels parched…
>It’s been awhile since-...
>.......
>You’re not that kind of mare anymore..
>You’re somebody's waifu now…
>............
>You remember the taste of Soros’s blood
>almost sweet, like a child’s…
>You’d love to get the rest of him some day
>Your husband was planning to defeat him after all
>You get dizzy again, and the plane stars to look blurry
>Your flames flicker
>You feel exhausted
>But you’re still pretty fucking angry…!
>And so, you take off into the night sky, leaving a trail of blue-green wisps in your wake
>And the kitty too of course
>You chuckle grimly to yourself
>You’re a tough mare; you can get through this
>You’re obviously the superior mount
>Those are your buttcheeks after all
>The Ride is only beginning
>Traditional marriage
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