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"We'll do everything we can to protect you Angel, but we aren't in a position to guarantee anything... if you wish, feel free to leave. No-one will stop you."

"No. I wanna stay with you. With all of--with some of you." Angel glances at Vonrar as she says this last bit.

"Selina can't hear us, but yes, we can communicate. Blue is always sad and quiet, she doesn't talk much. Selina is doing fine, a little upset about what she saw but Blue is taking the sadness away slowly. Thats really what we do, keep Selina's emotions in control for her."

"Why, what's wrong with her emotions?"

"There could have been more than one, the others were just weaker... or the town fought back."

((rag-aimed question bolded for emphasis.))
"Or maybe...Hey Vivian, what happens when these things kill each other?"

"Victoria, what is death?"

Angel looks at Fluffy funny. Even she understands what death is...more so now.

Wyle gets up and (3 oh no! what's he gonna do?) glomps Selina.

Angel, still in Selina's lap, makes a muffled shrieking noise.

">_____< Well I guess I'll be spectating then >______< I've pretty much done most of the cliched things that get people killed in movies >_______< Plus it'd ironic considering my nature >________< and the fact that I'm pointing this out >_________<"

Angel thinks hard. "Um, try not to be dark-skinned. Or, um...never mind, you're most of those already. Well, Selina should be fine, at least..."

"Lyle come back! I want something to cuddle and all the women here are either already in a relationship, ready to kill, or five years old."

Angel gives Kyle a funny look and makes a mental note to ask someone if fae are lolicons.

Kyle had just taken his mask off when he gets glomped, lands just the wrong way and ends up kissing Wyle on accident.

Angel sighs in relief.

Yellow walks away from the group a bit, keeping them in sight but getting out of earshot of the terrible singing.

Angel follows, hands over ears and tail gripping weapons.

I think I'll again break my SG rule, although I will probably only +1.

Wow. Just insanity.

Wordlist updated.

Quote from: GreatWyrmGold on August 12, 2013, 09:35:24 pm

Prophet: Wake up, cure the plague!
On'Li: Cure the plague, convert, make the town a better place.
Guild Leaders: Invite the Mayor or Town Council or whatever to a meal when they have a moment.
Town Watch: Convert wives. Please. Also, convert coworkers.
Town Watch's Wives: Convert friends, husbands, and servants.
Assorted Townspeople: Begin organizing the healing efforts to make them more efficient and more widely-known.
Lawyers: Continue with paperwork and other stuff. Convert coworkers.
To, quote, "fuck over" Zarut, offer his remaining craftsmen double their current salaries if they convert to On'Li. Or otherwise convert them.
On'Li: Openly criticize Zarut for killing even more people in order to harm me. Make the knowledge of this tendency of Zarut known to all townspeople and to the neighboring towns, suggesting that they stop trading with worshipers of Zarut to prevent such a god from flourishing and continuing to harm the world. (Does making a good argument aid my actions?)

Right now, everyone in the town really hates Zarut, hence the angry mob.

Even people who haven't heard of him?
And his worshipers?

Meme hugs Angel's Mom's face again, smiling happily.

"Come to Momma's house?" Meme asks happily.

"Um..."
"If we can't go to Kyle's, can we go to Selina's? Please?"

"The hell do you want?"

Angel's mother stares at Demons Run, then faints.
"...She's not normally this fainty."

"I hate you because I hate everything, you dumb bitch. I'm kinda a monster like that."

Angel is not sure what a "dumbich" is, but it doesn't sound nice.

Selina is trying to stay calm, she had her medication today right... right? ...No... she forgot to... in all the confusion of the storm last night... she forgot... oh no!

Selina suddenly looks very panicked and breaks out into a cold sweat. Her eyes glance back and forth frantically, like shes suddenly paranoid.

"Um..."

((You get a cookie if you can guess whats coming))

((Not-Selina/Psycholina, of course!))

Selina suddenly starts laughing creepily, slowly sitting up to see a creepy grin and her eyes a blood red color. She laughs maniacally for a few moments before stopping, taking a few deep breaths. She puts a hand on the sketchbook and pulls out a long kitchen knife.

"So, whos going to hurt me first? hmm" She says, sounding creepy but also quite well mannered...

"Um...Mom, wake up!" Angel grabs Meme so she won't go to her "Momma" and shakes her own mother.

((Wait till GWG retcon's Angel's mom into this. oy vey, that will be funny to read ))

((Un/Fortunately, she already fainted.))

Selina suddenly makes a choking noise before slowly passing out, (2... CRAP!!!) the knife stabbing into her right breast at a jagged angle when she fell. Shes bleeding profusely from the wound.

"Selina! Don't be dead!"

Selina's eyes slowly flutter open. She blinks a few times before sitting up.

"Wh-what happened...?" Selina remembered seeing red, and terrible images of someone hurting her... but it felt so much like a dream... She doesn't notice shes incased in blood yet.

"You asked someone to hurt you and stabbed yourself when no one did."

"S-s-s-stopping... h-her..." Selina shudders, knowing what her... condition could do.

"Who?"

Gold: there is, just let me get home so I can grab a chaotic shiny gen for them.

They're very special, aren't they? Especially the armor.

Quote from: GreatWyrmGold on August 12, 2013, 08:01:38 pm

Guns are very good at what they are meant to do: Kill enemies/prey that have biology similar to that of most terrestrial animals. But what happens if we fight, say, a giant, malevolent slime mold? Bullets pass right through it, but a sword or mace or something would disrupt it severely. Similarly if the enemy is, well, just about
anything without vital organs and blood.
In addition, it might be that well-magicked weapons are better than the best-made mundane weapons, and guns either can't or are hard/dangerous to make magic, presumably due to being powered by explosions rather than muscle.

Actually, if a mace is effective against it a bullet is likely to be just as effective, with the added bonus of not needing to get close. A sword or fire is likely to be more effective, of course.

Not so. A bullet basically pokes a little hole in the enemy. A mace can tear a big chunk out of the slime, or at least use its wide surface area and the fact that you're swinging it to disrupt the slime a lot better.

Quote from: ragnarok97071 on August 12, 2013, 11:33:40 pm

5* [/50postperpagemasterrace]

Ducking into this thread to say that the true master race is the one that is most prominent and has the most chance of continuing. Unlike the rare 50ppp race, likely having too small a population to be genetically viable, 15ppp is far more prevalent.
In conclusion, 50ppp dodos, 15ppp master race.

+1

OH MY GOD NOW I CAN'T STOP IMAGINING SELINA AND VICTORIA AS THE PROTAGS OF A BUDDY COP MOVIE CHASING VORNAR AND WOLF.

Neat.

Oh, and on reading Cado's violent refusal to run the IC OOC thread I'd like to change my vote from him to ragnarok. Both should be tied at 3 now.

Angel began to cry. She turned directly towards Selina, sandwiching Fluffy between them, and hugged her (Selina) tightly with her arms and tail.

((Should go to bed soon. See you at some point tomorrow!))

"No, I mean...are they..." Angel is trying not to cry or think about what happened.