Post number #370549, ID: ff8813
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>there is a set of alleyways located near hempson lane >noted to be plural as it is actually five alleyways converging each other >a man in a artsy tuxedo is waiting where all five converge,his face obscured in the darkness of the night >a cold wind blows as he greets you “Hello there hello! Are you here to model for me?” >for some reason you don’t...’comprehend’ his voice. You know he said those words but the sound of his voice is forgotten almost instantly
Post number #370559, ID: dc36f1
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>>370549 "Yup. It's me." >Before heading to the alleyways, Yukiko's taken the liberty of changing into a T-shirt, jeans and sneakers. All black, for some reason. "This isn't exactly the Guggenheim, though..."
Post number #370561, ID: ff8813
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>>370559 “Oh no no no no no.it is of no worry. You will not need it for what i have in store” >he brandishes a knife and charges you with it (9) (d20)
Post number #370563, ID: 2e8921
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>>370561 >Yukiko just... stands there, waiting for the stab. She doesn't seem fazed in the slightest.
Post number #370566, ID: ff8813
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>>370563 >alright? You take a serrated combat knife to the stomach
Post number #370570, ID: 2e8921
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>Yukiko winces as the knife connects. Then she steps toward the artist, pushing the knife deeper into herself. She's expressionless... What's she thinking?
Post number #370574, ID: ff8813
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>>370570 >he steps back and leaves the knife in your stomach >then pulls out another one and goes for your leg
Post number #370575, ID: 2e8921
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>>370574 >Bad idea. Yukiko pulls out the knife in her stomach, a thin coat of liquid Bavarium on its blade. She moves it down to parry the knife going for her leg.
Post number #370579, ID: ff8813
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>>370575 (D20 pls)
Post number #370583, ID: ff8813
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>>370582 (Nice) >you knock the knife out of the artists hands after the parry
(5)>but he pulls out two more but of lesser qualit and throws one (10) >and attempts to stab you with the other
Post number #370587, ID: 2e8921
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>>370583 >One important thing, though- the parry generated a spark, and the spark lit the Bavarium on Yukiko's knife. It now burns bright blue.
(2)>The thrown knife hits Yukiko in the abdomen, and she stops to pull it out...
(17)>...but manages to do so in time to dodge the incoming stab...
(10)> ...and throw out one of her own, aimed at the artist's throat.
Post number #370591, ID: ff8813
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>>370587 (12)>you miss slightly and graze his tux inflicting 1 damage >??? HP remains
(20!) >...lunges with her own knife, still blazing brightest blue, at the artist's throat!
Post number #370619, ID: ff8813
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>>370613 >「health bar revealed」[25/80] >you he evades and you deal 26 damage >he vanishes from the scene definitely not dead
>it looks like you are now free to investigate the scene
Post number #370627, ID: 2e8921
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>Yukiko assesses the damage done to her body. She calls Chisa, then sets about investigating the scene as best she can.
Post number #370637, ID: ff8813
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>>370627 >your already flat as hell tits are now so flat some dude could come up and say ‘your tits are so flat they are going inside your chest’ but not literally >aside your sad chestial situation you were cut in multiple places with a knife, said knives coming from who knows where 「character trait recognized」>luckily you are an android so it wont get infected or anything
>it looks like he had a canvas and art supplies around for after he killed you >needs a closer look (d20)
Post number #370665, ID: ff8813
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>>370650 >flaaaaaaaaaaaaat F to the L to the A to the T >all you know is the sorrow of your minuscule mammaries >in fact (by the power of dice) you lament them so hard you fall unconsciously of exactly 0.9 seconds >not enough to fall down but enough to forget what happened in the last minute
"...god damn it, I really need to get this fixed..." >She sighs, taking a seat in front of the canvas and supplies as Chisa makes her entrance, dressed in her standard white kimono.
Post number #370672, ID: ff8813
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>>370668 (One last chance for a good roll)
Post number #370682, ID: ff8813
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>>370674 >you actually stop feeling sorry about not getting a breast upgrade long enough to inspect the stuff
>...god it’s horrible...the canvas is made of human skin..the paint is made of blood...and the brushes are made out of hair and bone...Jesus this guy was nuts
Post number #370687, ID: 2e8921
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>>370682 "...Fuck off, Fulgrim." >Yukiko spits, looking around for anything else worth inspecting. Chisa seems to mostly be there as security.
Post number #370690, ID: ff8813
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>>370687 (Ok every time you inspect the scene you need to roll. Max three attempts for each thing)
Post number #370692, ID: 2e8921
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>>370690 (can't wait for yukiko to constantly discover how flat she is lol)
Post number #370694, ID: 2e8921
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>>370690 (19) >Chisa decides to contribute to the search some, taking a precursory look around the area.
Post number #370697, ID: ff8813
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>>370692 (Oh? What do you have to say for yourself narrator morphine?) >well OOC morphine i find it funny and they are not saying no (Completely reasonable.) >thank you >>370694 >you find a note among the supplies, a cool looking knife (rarity rank 「rare」) that upon equally close inspection is well made and unused *And* serrated >that and you have a feeling that beyond a non existent wall a dude had a conversation with himself
Post number #370702, ID: 2e8921
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>>370697 (10) >Chisa takes the note, and attempts to read it.
Post number #370711, ID: ff8813
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>>370702 >quite frankly its a note so unless you are illiterate there would be no need to roll >from what you can make out (all of it) it seems there will be a meeting with a dangerous go gang >one so bad infact, they might attract the bellringer
"Yuki!" >Chisa calls to her messy-haired sister, who immediately rushes over.
"I think we've found our guy!"
Post number #370721, ID: ff8813
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>>370713 >specially a special facility owned by said go gang >it sounds like a...fortified abandoned corp building from what is described
Post number #370725, ID: 2e8921
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>>370721 >Chisa looks around on the note for a specific time.
Post number #370727, ID: ff8813
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>>370725 >around two days from now Although the specifics remain undescribed sadly
>Great, that should give the sisters time to prepare.
Post number #370736, ID: ff8813
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>>370730 >you hear a feminine voice “...I wouldn’t go there if i were youuuu~” >but the moment you look for it, whoever said it is gone
| >there is a set of alleyways located near hempson lane
>noted to be plural as it is actually five alleyways converging each other
>a man in a artsy tuxedo is waiting where all five converge,his face obscured in the darkness of the night
>a cold wind blows as he greets you
“Hello there hello!
Are you here to model for me?”
>for some reason you don’t...’comprehend’ his voice. You know he said those words but the sound of his voice is forgotten almost instantly