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BLN#49: No Blondes Edition Sistah Spooky!bXgeUCIUnk 887954[View All]

#Better Layton Never #Ask/Invite #Action/Adventure #Everything Else

Alright, let's get this over with...

>puts on a very well practiced smile

Hey, all you kids out there, check it out! Sistah Spooky is here to tell you all about the super-cool RP, Better Layton Never!

Us Superhomeys think-
>pauses as murmurs rise from behind the the camera

What's wrong?

>more whispering and murmuring

What do you mean "you weren't expecting me"? You wanted a Superhomey, didn't you? So, what-
>more whispers


>eye twitch

You were expecting Empowered...!? You wanted that slut over me!? Do you even know who I am!? Have you any idea what grade of superhero material you have standing on your stupid nerdfest!?

It's because she's white, isn't it! White and blonde, perfect jacking off material for you creeps! I bet you were going to tear off her costume as she did this ridiculous introduction too! Expose her fat, jiggly ass just to get your rocks off, a highlight to all of your miserable and pathetic lives!

Well, fuck you!
>holds out her hand, blasting part of the set with magical energy
Fuck this roleplay!
>blasts more of the set
>blasts the camera and the rest of the area, leaving behind a large smoldering mess of broken props and stages

>flips off the remaining camera, and vanishes in a swirl of dark energy
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Mercury 894776


>Mercury nods a bit, picking up on the cue that this probably isn't a great subject to dwell on.

Something that'd probably be better to ask her about in person, right? Though, if she wouldn't want to talk about it, I'd understand...

>Her right arm wraps around her, a hand nervously tracing along her left side.

I definitely understand having shit you don't like to talk about.

Alton Sutcliff!.ZzGrellBs 894780

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>Alton tilts the gun away from Melissa with an uncomfortable cough, feeling nervous seeing her looming that closely to it.

It's not dangerous in that it will take away someone's life. I'm not sure war and destruction was completely in mind for its creation at least...

If I had to use it on someone...well, I supposed they would be easier to handle but there's something intrinsically wrong about considering it with a gun that can-



>Alton hesitates, the corners of his mouth turning down at the sight of the huffing and puffing woman.

...Ma'am, are you alright?

>His voice reflects a note of concern, her winded nature not lost upon him.

Melissa Darshana!bXgeUCIUnk 894783

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>the Summoner blinked, straightening back up and turning her head to face the tired Conjurer
You're the one who keeps declining my offer to teleport with me.
I've told you it's perfectly safe, and the number of times I appear in the wrong place is diminishing, so I am getting better at using it.

>she looked at Alton, then at the redhead, and suddenly brought her hands together in a realizing clap
Oh! I don't believe you two have formally met! Alton Sutcliff, this is Catlyn, a very close friend of mine.
>she then turned to the Conjurer
Catlyn, this is Alton Sutcliff, also a close friend of mine.

>Roll 1d100 = 31

>odds only, she adds as she smiles at the redhead
But since the two of us have slept together, I think that makes us closer friends, Catlyn.

Emily Nash!RpQzSCoUts 894788

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"M-Maybe if she gets to know you. And likes you, of course."

>Emily noticed Merc's body language shifting from that confident demigoddess she knew to a more vulnerable figure. Was she about to drop something heavy on her?

"Yeah, m-me too, but my stuff is more... embarrassing than something bad that happened."

Mercury 894798


Heh... I wish I'd been so lucky.

>Embarrassment had been the least of Mercury's worries, for a long while. She wonders if she should confide in Emily. Not that her story was any sort of confidential information. It always hurt to remember, but in the end, she always somehow found comfort in being able to talk about it...

I, uh... I guess I should mention that I'm not exactly from here? My world is...unfathomably far away...

Catlyn Rheese!pinkie78Os 894799

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>Catlyn slowly lifted her head when Alton addressed her, blinking wearily while still trying to catch her breath

Yeah, just need to...

>she blinked again before narrowing her eyes, trying to determine who the man was

...have we met...?


...oh! Right!

>Catlyn would straighten up after this, smiling tiredly at Alton and holding out her hand

Yeah, we met during that whole mess with that flower-


>she then whipped her head to stare at Melissa after she said that, her face turning bright red as a result

Th-Th-Th-Th-That has a t-totally different meaning than what you mean!

Emily Nash!RpQzSCoUts 894803

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>Ah, so that was the source of her peculiarities.

"Oh, s-so you came through a rift?"

>That wouldn't be much of a surprise to her, but by the sound of it there was more to it. Emily kept her ears open for more info should Merc elaborate.

Alton Sutcliff!.ZzGrellBs 894806

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...I...I'm sure we have, but I'm afraid I cannot recall your name, Miss.

>Indeed, the incident with that bloody flower came to mind, but he's certain her name was never divulged to him.


>He glances back to the dark haired woman with a slight smile, his gaze flicking to look back to the redhead that had come into the foyer.

Well, it's a pleasure to properly meed you, Miss Catlyn-

>The man jerks with a small choking noise, his eyes snapping wide open from Melissa's supplied information.




>He glances between the two women with a particularly blank expression, the nose of the gun in his hands slowly lowering to point at the floor.

...Er...well...I'm not one to judge if you're worried of that...?

Mercury 894812


>She shrugs.

I mean...maybe? I dunno for sure. All I know is...there was a fight. More than a fight, a massive battle that shook continents... At the end of it...my vision went black, and I just... I ended up here.

>There's a lot that she's leaving out, and it's fairly obvious. Would Emily want to know more? Should she tell Emily more? She seems conflicted, wanting to say more but knowing full-well what kind of pain memory could carry.

I...ugh. It's a long story, y'know?

Melissa Darshana!bXgeUCIUnk 894814

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>blinking again, the Summoner let her head tilt to the side slightly
It doesn't? But we have slept together before, how else am I supposed to phrase it?
>she asked, curious
>then turned to Alton, shrugging her shoulders slightly
>obviously completely unaware of what possible different meaning the phrase could hold
Anyway, Alton Sutcliff was showing me his rather fascinating gun...
>growing even more curious, her gaze was locked onto the strange blue weapon


>Roll 1d100 = 4

>odds, she's drawn like metal to a magnet, reaching with her hands at the blue gun
May I hold it, Alton Sutcliff? I merely wish to see it closer...

Catlyn Rheese!pinkie78Os 894859

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>somehow, Catlyn's face gets redder at Alton's implication, looking back to him and shaking her head quickly

It's not what you're thinking! Really, it isn't!

>granted if it was she wouldn't be freaking out, but that was neither here nor there

>she looked back to Melissa with an exasperated expression, trying to think of the best way to tactifully explain this

I'm telling you, he's thinking of a different kind of sleeping together!

...you know...

Roll 1d1000 = 122

>evens, she leans closer and whispers to her


>odds, still pretty tired from her run, she just blurts out

He means sex.

Alton Sutcliff!.ZzGrellBs 894867

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>"Is it?"

>Alton patiently looks between the two with a politely neutral expression, keeping his hold on the blue weapon in his hands.


>He lifts the gun and points it aside, revealing the switch on the side. Currently it was set to child setting, as the last ray it had fired was an adult ray to swap Tessa back into her proper Ampharos form.

As I was saying...this gun doesn't kill people to my knowledge.

>Roll 1d1000 = 349

>odds, continues:

It de-ages them. Turns them into children, should they be shot with it. It also has the propensity to change those affected by it back to their normal state.


>evens, Alton hesitates, wondering if it was wise to divulge what it did.

>He speaks slowly, his gaze briefly dropping to the gun as well.

It...er...renders a target relatively harmless compared to their previous status. A second shot returns them to normal, but it can cause some havoc in the wrong hands.

Melissa Darshana!bXgeUCIUnk 894872

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>at the very tactful explanation of the possible misunderstanding, the woman would simply gaze blankly at a nearby wall as she processed this newly acquired information








>was all she could seemingly muster at this revelation
>but that would be quickly pushed aside, that curious gleam in her eyes sparkling again
>she would turn to Alton, snapped out of her dazed, and stick her nose close to the weapon once again
De-aging? That is remarkable! Are you saying you hold in your hands a veritable "fountain of youth"? A weapon that brings not death, but immortality itself?
>Alton and the redhead would be able to see the Summoner was actually shaking from excitement
Could it be magic? Or simply technology? What could create such a miracle! I must study it! I must!

>Roll 1d100 = 80

>evens, she straightens up slightly to stare at Alton in the eyes
Please, Alton Sutcliff! Grant me this request, and allow me to study this incredible device!


>odds, too overcome with curiosity and excitement, the Summoner attempts to snatch the gun right out of his hands

>evens, success Roll 1d1000 = 946

Catlyn Rheese!pinkie78Os 894887

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>the "oh" from Melissa seemed to put Catlyn off a bit, moving back to a standing position while eyeing her with a perplexed look
>but at Alton's explanation, she also gets a more excited expression as Melissa does, moving closer to get a better look at it as well

Wait, seriously? It can do that?!

>she enthusiastically points at Melissa after she speaks, nodding rapidly as well

Yeah, what she said! We need to see how this works!

>she clasped her hands together, making it look like she was begging Alton

Please please pleeeeeeeeeease let us use it!

Roll 1d1000 = 269

>odds only, she instead tries to reach forward and grab the gun as well

Roll 1d1000 = 333

>evens to succeed if this happens

Alton Sutcliff!.ZzGrellBs 894900

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I never really considered it as that, nor am I certain one can just keep using the child option to maintain some kind of immortality...

>Alton frowns and glances briefly to the gun, looking upon it the same way he would a caged fox.

>However, Melissa's suddenly exuberant interest in the gun incites a frown from him, pulling his attentions back to the woman.


>As much he enjoyed her presence and friendship, the sensible part of Alton absolutely rejects the idea of giving such a dangerous and unpredictable weapon to a woman who had a very tentative grasp on sanity.


Melissa-wait-please, I know this sounds all rather exciting but-


>Seeing the red woman lunge for the gun, Alton reacts quickly and lifts it up with a jerk.

>Unfortunately, her hand doesn't particularly grab that gun.


>Alton's face turns a brilliant red, a loud yelp erupting from him as he completely seizes up, the gun flying up into the air from his sudden tense-up.

>The gun flies up only a short distance then drops back down freely through the air.

>Melissa, roll to catch. If not or fail:

>The gun drops onto the floor, and in a flash of light, discharges a single beam which hits:

>Roll 1d4 = 3

>1. Alton

>2. Melissa
>3. Catlyn
>4. Nobody

Melissa Darshana!bXgeUCIUnk 894901

>evens Roll 1d1000 = 410

Melissa Darshana!bXgeUCIUnk 894908

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>with cat-like agility and speed, the woman would react to the weapon being dropped almost instantly
>her long arms would reach out, effortlessly clasping her hands around the blue weapon, everything else tuning out from her head
The secret to immortality, eternal youth! Oh, what secrets it must hold!

>Roll 1d100 = 21

>odds only, her obvious unfamiliarity with guns would shine through, the barrel aimed straight at her head, and her fingers quickly squeezing the trigger, blasting her in the face

>dub odds, the barrel would instead be aimed at...

>1 - Alton
>2 - Catlyn
>Roll 1d2 = 1
>roll to dodge

Melissa Darshana!bXgeUCIUnk 894915


>in an instant, the tall and lanky Summoner would seemingly vanish from the foyer, only her hat left behind still in midair

>but when it fell, it would drop on top of a head that was now a few sizes too small for it
>a young girl now stood where the Summoner had been, her dark hair very long and falling down her shoulders
>it blended with her black dress or robe, and her feet were left bare of any shoes
>the gun rested in her arms, her figure still lanky despite her short stature

>the girl pushed the large hat up, her blue eyes looking up at the two other figures in the foyer with a carefully blank stare
>she held the weapon closer to her, in a clearly protective gesture, her eyes still locked on the two larger figures in front of her

Catlyn Rheese!pinkie78Os 894934

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>it took a delayed second for Catlyn to realize that she hadn't grabbed the mysterious device that she so eagerly sought out

>instead, after a cautious squeeze, she understood that she got something else altogether



>she quickly retracted her hand with a shocked expression, then addressed Alton directly

I'm so sorry Alton! I swear my hand just slipped, I was trying-


>however, before Catlyn could finish her hurried apology, she saw a flash of light out of the corner of her eye, whipping her head over to look

>only to lower her gaze to see the smaller girl standing there where the giant once was, definitely not used to seeing her in such a way


>it took a few more seconds for her to realize what happened, only to run over and lean down to look at Melissa with an excited grin

Melissa, it worked!

This is incredible, it actually worked!

Alton Sutcliff!.ZzGrellBs 894947

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>Alton grimaces, then once he's released, immediately curls up in his seat, his face still a very bright red and his hands pressed tightly over it.

>He doesn't react to the sound or the flash of the age ray activating, nor does he say anything. Too mortified of what happened, he just does his best impression of a turtle or hermit crab in some will to shrink away from attentions and stay that way for some time.




>"Oh lord I did not need that! Good heavens why?!"

>Roll 1d1000 = 953

>odds only, his face flushes even brighter in embarrassment, coupled with a slight groan.

>He never did particularly well being grabbed like that.

Melissa Darshana!bXgeUCIUnk 894952

>the little Summoner would flinch away from the Conjurer as she got too close to her, holding the blue gun tighter
>a low growl would leave the Summoner's throat, as she bared her teeth at the redhead, clearly trying to look intimidating
>going so far as to bark at the apprentice
>with the man crumpled on the floor, the redhead was the biggest and toughest target around
>the tiny mage would leap at her, looking to bite down on her leg with her teeth!
>odds! Roll 1d1000 = 733

Catlyn Rheese!pinkie78Os 895030

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>to say that Catlyn was unprepared for this wasn't exactly a surprise, having expected a more warm and positive response from Melissa

>instead, not only was she anything but that, but she was less human than she figured


>not only was the girl's bite strong enough to get through the fabric on her legs, but she was actually able to draw a bit of blood from the Conjurer

>Catlyn would fall on her back and reach down, trying to pry Melissa off of her, screaming in pain and shock the whole time

Lissa, off of me! Get off!

Alton Sutcliff!.ZzGrellBs 895031

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>Judging by the racket, it sounded as if everything had gone sour. The higher-pitched and youthful voice, snarling and barking like an irate dog, gave him little to guess at what happened.

>Such a thought is rather curious to him however, was she raised by wolves?

>Catlyn's painful howls register as well, but Alton is in no state to assist her at the moment, his face still flushed in embarrassment and body curled up on the floor.

>Roll 1d1000 = 698

>odds, luckily, he feels his composure return to himself, and with a sigh he slowly uncurls himself with an awkward cough.

>evens: nope, no, nope. He was not moving. Not now anyway.

Melissa Darshana!bXgeUCIUnk 895032

>her bite might have been strong, but thankfully she was still only a third of the redhead's height, and likely less weight
>she was easily pried off of the leg, stumbling slightly on her feet
>she kept a glare locked on the Conjurer, but quickly turned around and began running away
>with a leap, she jumped onto a chair, gaining higher ground from the two figures on the floor
>lacking any indoor voice, the girl lifted the blue gun over her head

>Roll 1d100 = 72

>dub odds, she pauses, lowering the weapon, and a curiously vacant stare crossing her blue eyes
>she blinked and looked down at the weapon, then at the Conjurer and man lying on the floor with a confused stare

Catlyn Rheese!pinkie78Os 895033

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>Catlyn gave another pained cry after Melissa moved off of her, grabbing her leg and groaning
>she looked down at her wounded leg, staring at the chunk of fabric missing, and at the bleeding bite mark left behind
>she looked back up at Melissa with an incredulous and slightly betrayed look on her face, having no idea what just happened

Melissa, what the hell?!

I wasn't trying to take it, I was just talking to you!

Alton Sutcliff!.ZzGrellBs 895034

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>A frustrated sigh erupts from the rolled-up ball of a man on the floor.

I'd hate to burst this attempt at rationalization with her, but that gun reverts anyone who's shot with it to their mental state when they were a child as well. She doesn't remember anything about her future self because to her it hasn't happened yet!

>Alton takes a sharp breath and rolls his shoulders, his brows furrowing with consternation as he drew more composure for himself.

>He didn't feel absolutely confident about moving around, though he was far less confident about an unstable young woman brandishing the age ray to her whims.

All the same, it would be a wise idea to take it from her!

Melissa Darshana!bXgeUCIUnk 895035

>the young girl only looked at the redhead with a confused stare
>she looked behind her, over her shoulder, then to her left, and her right, before looking back at the Conjurer
Who are you talking to! MY NAME IS NOT MELISSA!
>she stomped her bare foot on the chair for emphasis
>she held it closely again, hugging the gun against her
>she points a finger at the redhead's bleeding leg

>a small gasp left her, and she quickly began pointing at the man curled up on the floor
>she jumped on the chair with each repetition, and...
>Roll 1d100 = 51
>evens, she manages to remain on top of it


>odds, her foot trips at the edge of the chair, causing her to fall off with a yelp

>the weapon, meanwhile, would jump from her arms and crash to the floor
>roll to catch either one

>if fail to catch the weapon

>the ray gun would fire as it hit the ground, shooting off at...
>1 - Catlyn
>2 - Alton
>3 - nobody
>Roll 1d3 = 3
>roll to dodge

Catlyn Rheese!pinkie78Os 895036

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>evidentially forgetting that she put Alton in the position he was in, Catlyn turned her head and threw a frustrated shout his way

Yeah, I considered that!

>she removed her hands from her leg, only to gesture to it to emphasize her point

But I'm not exactly able to do that right now!

>she looked back to Melissa and was about to correct her on her wild statements


>but instead she winced when she stumbled off of the chair she was standing on, crashing to the floor quickly after


>she then jolted when the age ray blasted a bolt right past her, narrowly coming close to nailing her in the rear


>after a few seconds of silence, she'd look to where the gun fell, then to where Melissa was, then slowly to where Alton lay

>and from the look on her face, Alton could clearly tell she had no idea what to do now

Alton Sutcliff!.ZzGrellBs 895038

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>Alton sighs again in annoyance, this time from the small child Melissa screaming her head off at them both.

>He glances over to her jumping up and down on the furniture with a displeased frown.

>However, when she slips off the chair, his eyes snap wide open in surprise.

>The gun clatters to the ground, firing off a blast that collides with the chandelier, leaving it looking like new.
>He pays no mind to that, as the gun is the only thing of concern at the moment.


>But of course the redhead wasn't going to move to retrieve it.

>He grumbles to himself and makes to move.

>Roll 1d1000 = 4

>odds, finally composed, he scrambles for the gun in a frenzy before Melissa can retrieve it.

>Roll 1d1000 = 299 odds, success!


>evens for first roll, he grimaces and rolls up again with a mumbled and frustrated expletive.

Melissa Darshana!bXgeUCIUnk 895040

>the young Summoner lay flat on the floor, fallen face-first onto it
>it took a few seconds before she slowly pushed herself back up to her knees, her face a little reddened by the experience

>a sniff, the girl fighting back the oncoming tears
>Roll 1d100 = 42

>evens, she succeeds in holding back her tears, carefully climbing to her feet with only the occasional sniffle escaping


>odds, no such mental fortitude for the young mage, quickly exploding into a very loud cry


>dubs of any kind, she simply stops

>tears roll down her face, but everything about her expression shows no pain or sadness
>she blinks, wiping the tears from her cheeks with confusion, as if she had simply forgotten she was crying at all

Catlyn Rheese!pinkie78Os 895045

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>naturally, the sniffling from Melissa is what drew Catlyn's focus instead of Alton's frustration with trying to recover

>and naturally, upon hearing the sniffling, the injury she sustained was faded into a distant memory


>well, mostly

>Catlyn would move up to a sitting position, then push herself along the floor, sliding up to where Melissa was

>once she was close enough, she leaned over to try and get a look at her face, now more worried that upset

...hey...are you alright?

That was a nasty spill you took...

Alton Sutcliff!.ZzGrellBs 895046

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>Roll 1d1000 = 107

>odds, finally Alton manages to sit up, and relieved by his state, manages to make himself stand next.

>He continues to grumble beneath his breath darkly, displeased by how long that had taken to calm down.

>if so, he turns around to loom at the dark-haired girl and the redheaded woman with a slight frown and a raised brow.

>His eye travels to the gun left upon the floor, and seizing the opportunity, he walks to retrieve it.


>evens, Alton closes his eyes and focuses with an annoyed grunt, ignoring what's happening nearby until he manages to find the peace he's mentally dredging up for himself.


Melissa Darshana!bXgeUCIUnk 895047

>another sniffle and a snob
>she swatted at the air with her hand, trying to keep the redheaded lady away from her
>she turned away from her, still trying to hide the tears rolling down her face
I don't need your help! I could take t-twenty of those falls!

>Roll 1d100 = 47

>dubs, she suddenly stops, her posture growing calmer
>tears still roll down her face, but it seemed like she had completely stopped needing to cry

Catlyn Rheese!pinkie78Os 895055

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>still ignoring the manor owner for the time being, Catlyn just slowly nodded sympathetically, giving a soft yet encouraging hum as she did

Oh, I'm sure that you could...

But everyone gets unlucky sometimes, no matter how good they are...

Like when someone suddenly takes a chunk out of your leg without any warning...

>pushing this bitter thought aside, she very cautiously reached out towards Melissa's back, hoping to give her an encouraging pat on the back

Th-There's nothing wrong with a good cry every now and then...

Roll 1d1000 = 667

>evens, she goes ahead with it, lightly patting Melissa's back

>odds, she chickens out, her hand soon lowering away from the Summoner

Emily Nash!RpQzSCoUts 895056

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"It's okay, Merc. Y-You don't have to continue if you don't want."

>Emily moved in to try and comfort Merc, but couldn't think of exactly what to do, so she simply got a little closer.

Mercury 895058


>She shrugs.

Heh, that's the easy part of the story to tell. Next to having your dad assassinated, losing mom to illness, getting raped and nearly killed on the same night, boyfriend being killed, later brother and best friend being killed...and then waking up here with nothing of what I still had? Hell, that fight's the easy shit.

>That...that's a lot to take in. She just kinda blurted it out, too... If Emily would notice, her typical soft smile had slowly faded. Even in just mentioning it. Maybe it'd be better if she didn't tell the story...

Alton Sutcliff!.ZzGrellBs 895066

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>Alton collects the age ray from the floor, unimpeded by the two females in the foyer with him.

>He examines it for any sign of damage, but finds the casing has no crack or sign of damage. Its construction or materials likely made it durable, enough for it to keep the weapon virtually untouched.

>He glances up to the two, idly observing as he flicks the switch to the adult settings.


>Amazing how differently she acted between that show of 'dominance' she had been so eager to show earlier versus taking an inconsequential spill from leaping about like a manic monkey.

Emily Nash!RpQzSCoUts 895070

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>Emily doesn't say anything. She just closes the distance and puts her arms around Merc's waist, then her head on Merc's shoulder.

>Ho-lee crap. And she seemed to be taking all that like it was nothing! Why was it all the cute amazons around here had to have such horrible things happen to them?
>Maybe Emily shouldn't learn the ways of Grenzefecht. It might just be asking for trouble.

Melissa Darshana!bXgeUCIUnk 895071

>still sniffling, yet with her tears dying down, the young Summoner quickly shook her head
I DON'T CRY! I n-never cry! I'm the leader! I-I make others c-cry!
>she shrunk slightly when the redheaded woman pulled back her hand, as if she was familiar with such a thing and knew exactly what it meant
>her eyes red from her rubbing with her sleeves, and face still wet from the tears, she would try her best to just appear annoyed by pouting and turning her head away from the Conjurer
I-I don't want your stupid blue thing anyway! You can have it! It's too stupid for someone like me!
>she crossed her arms, beginning to walk away from the Conjurer in wide steps

>Roll 1d100 = 23

>dubs, she suddenly stupid, a blank expression falling over her face, as if she had forgotten where she was supposed to go

Catlyn Rheese!pinkie78Os 895077

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>Catlyn blinked when Melissa started to move away, and reflexively tried to follow her

Wait, Lissa-


>naturally, when she tried to move, her bleeding leg gave a sharp twinge, her hands instinctively moving to hold it

>she should really get that healed somehow, but at the moment, Melissa was still a priority
>she looked back up at the girl, calling to her as she walked away


Just wait a second, will you?

Mercury 895080


>Merc pauses for a moment, a bit surprised that Emily had simply acted rather than say anything. Once the moment passes, Mercury drapes an arm over Emily's shoulders with a soft sigh, and her smile quickly returns.

Yeah, my life's been all kinds of fun.

Alton Sutcliff!.ZzGrellBs 895087

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>Alton sighs and lifts the gun in both hands, his expression flat and his voice even flatter.

Miss Catlyn, can you please ensure she stands still?

I'm not quite a crack shot with this thing and I believe leaving her as a child is quite irresponsible.

>He lifts the gun further, but this time to key in on the child backing away from them both.

>He narrows his eyes keenly, a slight frown spreading on his face as he takes aim.

Melissa Darshana!bXgeUCIUnk 895095

>the girl stopped, quickly spinning around to face the redhead again
STOP CALLING ME THAT! My name is not Melissa! And I don't have to listen to you, you're not my tutor!
>she stuck out her tongue at the Conjurer
>Roll 1d100 = 56
>evens, ignoring the man with the blue gun, giving him ample time to aim and fire on the stationary target


>odds, the Summoner blinks, hearing the man and jolting as she saw the weapon aimed at her

>her eyes widened, sweat dripping down her face
>she lifted her arms, crossing them in front of her
I-I-I'm warning you!

Catlyn Rheese!pinkie78Os 895105

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>Catlyn looked back at Alton with an incredulous expression on her face, before gesturing to her injured leg again, unable to believe that he was just ignoring that
>however, she'd quickly look back to Melissa and put on a more soothing face, trying to relax the Summoner from acting out again

OK, OK...

So what do you want me to call you...?

Alton Sutcliff!.ZzGrellBs 895117

File: 1428121257574.png (16.45 KB, 114x159, A Stern Alton.PNG)



>Alton glances briefly to the woman, her own incredulous expression matched with his when he spies the injury she sustained.

>That surely shouldn't have been enough to stop her from walking!


>He rolls his green eyes and refocuses on the girl, his own eyes narrowing as his finger wraps around the trigger.


>Thankful she was too preoccupied with the redhead, he focuses on the stationary target and with a slow breath, pulls the trigger.

>Roll 1d1000 = 747 odds, hit!

Melissa Darshana!bXgeUCIUnk 895119

File: 1428121455037.jpg (65.28 KB, 646x343, the answer to everything.jpg)

>the little Summoner would place her fists on her hips, glaring at the redhead
My name is-


>the Summoner, returned to her regular size, would blink as she stared at the Conjurer, and then at the man holding the blue gun

>her expression returned to her usual blank stare

Did I go somewhere and miss something?

Catlyn Rheese!pinkie78Os 895122

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>Catlyn stared flatly at the now aged-up Melissa, feeling just a bit annoyed that she was about to use a name she was actually familiar with

>but Alton just went and ended that chance for her


>still, she tried to not let this get her down, letting out a sigh and slumping slightly

You went somewhere, alright...

>she then waved for Melissa to come closer

Now help me up, I need to get my leg healed...

Alton Sutcliff!.ZzGrellBs 895123

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>Alton sighs and lowers the blue gun, holding it to his side with a slight frown.

...In some way, yes, in others, not quite.


>Alton takes the gun under his arm, and with another sigh, turns to walk to the infirmary.

I'll fetch the Horse Talisman...

Melissa Darshana!bXgeUCIUnk 895133

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>the Summoner would only be left even more confused, blindly going along with what she was asked
>she obviously didn't know why the Conjurer was injured, but helped her up anyway, draping her arm over her shoulders
>she didn't seem to be as curious about the mysterious blue weapon anymore, likely not even remembering what it did in the first place
>so, with many questions but no answers, she helped the Conjurer to the infirmary, following behind the owner of the Manor

Crona Makenshi!pinkie78Os 895159

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