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Post by Rain on May 30, 2013 16:35:36 GMT -5
The nun, oblivious to your tone of voice, cheerfully babbles on at your about the virtues of her order, eventually inducting you then and there on the spot. Aside from harnessing your obviously immense spiritual prowess for protection, it seems you'll learn how to defend yourself (with hands or staves), and how to best interact with people. If you last long enough without being kicked out.
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Post by VitaVitaAR on May 30, 2013 16:40:26 GMT -5
About a month, maybe two.
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Post by Mahou Moerin on May 30, 2013 16:55:09 GMT -5
As long as it takes to score with every nun in the convent.
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Post by Mahou Moerin on May 31, 2013 15:41:42 GMT -5
...Since Raineh said I could vote again if no-one else voted in a while I am voting again! So...
As long as it takes to score with every nun in the convent! Delicious nun yuri~! ^______^
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Post by Rain on May 31, 2013 16:12:50 GMT -5
Half a year later, you have accomplished your perverse mission and successfully slept with every nun resident in the convent, whilst at the same time picking up good skills with a staff, along with a greater idea of how to interact with others (this greatly spread up your mission towards the end). In just as excellent shape as your arrival at the temple, you leave the Abbess' bed for the last time and wave goodbye at the convent gates, staff and a pack full of food resting across your back.
Still no clothing, though. Oh well.
So, where to now? You've learned nobody has ever successfully crossed the desert, but...
[] South-East! To the tribespeople in the jungle.
[] Straight south to the plains!
[] South-West/West! To the coast and the tropical islands beyond!
[] North! Cross the desert or die trying!
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Post by Mahou Moerin on May 31, 2013 16:20:41 GMT -5
[] South-West/West! To the coast and the tropical islands beyond! Hula girls~! ^___^
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Post by Vinestar on May 31, 2013 16:20:47 GMT -5
[] South-West/West! To the coast and the tropical islands beyond!
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Post by VitaVitaAR on May 31, 2013 17:21:10 GMT -5
[] South-West/West! To the coast and the tropical islands beyond!
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Post by Rain on May 31, 2013 17:31:41 GMT -5
On your way to the coast, passing through the jungle, your instincts tell you to take a left at a path and not a right turn--for reasons unknown to you--and, not having a reason to not follow them (after all, they got you such fun with the nuns!), you take the left-hand path... and stumble across a girl, bleeding quite seriously and in a torn and tattered dress. It looks like she got into a fight with an oversized lion. If her wounds aren't staunched somehow, she's not likely to survive.
What do you do?
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Post by Mahou Moerin on May 31, 2013 17:33:53 GMT -5
Offer to heal her via the ancient ways of mana transfer that you learned from the nuns.
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Post by Vinestar on May 31, 2013 17:33:59 GMT -5
[] Chew herbs lying about and paste it on her as an anti-coagulant before tracking about to see if there's a nearby dwelling.
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Post by VitaVitaAR on May 31, 2013 17:34:15 GMT -5
[]Go to her aid! I might be possible to use strips of her dress to help tie off wounds or something, as well.
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Post by Rain on May 31, 2013 17:48:43 GMT -5
You rush over to the injured girl, tearing off her dress and using it to temporarily bandage her wounds, before briefly disappearing into the underbrush to find some strong-smelling herbs. These bring her around, and you make the offer of 'mana transfer': you'll do all the work, she gets energy and should heal faster. Tired and somewhat delirious, she agrees without asking what this means. If one implement you might find in a kitchen came to mind during the ten minutes, it was most definitely a pair of scissors. You aren't entirely surprised when you get slapped afterwards. At least she doesn't run off.
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Post by VitaVitaAR on May 31, 2013 17:50:35 GMT -5
[]Focus on how she's feeling. Ask if she can walk and check on her bleeding. Also apologize for not explaining things since that was kinda sudden.
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Post by Mahou Moerin on May 31, 2013 17:51:56 GMT -5
What Anno said, since I may as well be sensible at least once. >.> <.<
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Post by Rain on May 31, 2013 18:01:29 GMT -5
The girl stands up, flexes her muscles a bit, and replies that she's feeling fine--in fact, she's healing pretty well already. Then she gets an evil glint in her eye as she looks up and down your abundant curves. Well, it was sudden... not unwelcome, but definitely sudden. Suddenly, she repays the favour, with considerably more energy than you or the nuns ever put into anything.
Now extremely drained--both of normal energy and the weird spiritual energy that you learned is called 'mana'--you lie back and look up at the girl, who explains that she's some 'Chimney' thing and has decided to grant you a wish as a way of repaying you for helping her.
"Now, remember, whilst I can move you to anywhere on this planet, I can't mess with other people for an ad hoc wish like this, or create more stuff than the size of a small child."
MAKE A WISH
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Post by Mahou Moerin on May 31, 2013 18:03:14 GMT -5
Wish for a cute, busty minigirl fairy!
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Post by VitaVitaAR on May 31, 2013 18:03:32 GMT -5
Wish for a cute, busty fairy!
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Post by Rain on Jun 1, 2013 8:41:41 GMT -5
The Chimney gives you a strange look, then concentrates and hands you a small girl, curled up and sleeping, with diaphanous wings and a similar amount of clothing to yourself. She places this fairy in your hands, gives you a gentle kiss on the forehead... and then disappears in a puff of smoke. You check to make sure your fairy is indeed busty--she is--and then struggle to your feet.
You're so tired...
What do you do?
[]Press onwards towards the coast!
[]Sleep!
[]Other.
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Post by VitaVitaAR on Jun 1, 2013 8:43:15 GMT -5
[]Find a safe place to sleep before sleeping! Rest is important.
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Post by Mahou Moerin on Jun 1, 2013 8:56:07 GMT -5
[]Find a safe place to sleep before sleeping! Rest is important.
Also snuggle up with our new fairy buddy. ^_^
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Post by VitaVitaAR on Jun 1, 2013 8:56:38 GMT -5
Oh, yes, fairy-snuggling is important too.
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Post by Rain on Jun 1, 2013 10:12:34 GMT -5
You settle down to sleep, a gentle weight on your chest. Really, you should have tried to learn more about the jungle you were passing through before going to sleep in it...
When you wake up, a message plays in your head: "Mother, I'll be back to help soon, okay!" You can only presume that it's your fairy, whose weight is conspicuously absent from your body.
You are distinctly aware of how heavy your chest is in your current position, with your arms and legs affixed to a pole behind you and the greenery a scant inch or two from your face. For the first time in a while, you regret having such large breasts as the vegetation keeps running over them.
You appear to have been captured by a group of people.
Free choice!
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Post by Mahou Moerin on Jun 1, 2013 10:14:03 GMT -5
Tell them that you were chosen by the gods and if they wish to not incur their wrath they should let you go this instant.
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Post by VitaVitaAR on Jun 1, 2013 10:14:36 GMT -5
[]Attempt to read the situation, and attempt to free limbs. If this proves impossible, tell them that you were chosen by the gods and if they wish to not incur their wrath they should let you go this instant.
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Post by Rain on Jun 1, 2013 10:29:31 GMT -5
For several minutes, you struggle against the binds whilst listening to your captors, and find that they've tied some very good knots and all you're doing now is chafing your skin. Your silent observation, coupled with your other senses, has allowed you to ascertain one thing about your captors: they are most definitely female. Could this be the tribe of nomadic Amazons that you have heard of, emerging from the deepest depths of the jungle?
Either way, you most definitely do not want to be their prisoner.
"I am chosen by the gods! Release me if you do not wish to suffer their wrath!"
... this just makes them more excited, and you emerge into the centre of a clearing. From the noise, there must be many other people around. You get your first good look at things when they slot the pole you are attached to into a hole in the ground, uncomfortably lifting you high into the air.
Between three and four dozen armoured females are gathered around, some carrying spears, others carrying whips, and one or two with a few pieces of rope. The armour appears to be entirely derived from animal skins, along with the rest of their clothing--big cats especially.
"Our gods told us that we would find one of their own to teach!" the most impressive-looking of the Amazons, a tall female with a bust to rival your own and a rainbow cloak of feathers, says, nodding sagely, "We were sent towards the ocean, and we found you! I hear from my hunters that you are chosen by the gods? We shall teach you our ways! Of course, you will start at the very bottom of society."
A fluttering sound behind your head, and another message, indicates your fairy companion has returned and prepared an escape if you wish to turn down the offer.
Free choice.
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Post by Mahou Moerin on Jun 1, 2013 10:31:36 GMT -5
"...I don't mind being a bottom to such beautiful women..." And then wink suggestively.
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Post by VitaVitaAR on Jun 1, 2013 10:32:18 GMT -5
"...I don't mind being a bottom to such beautiful women..." And then wink.
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Post by Rain on Jun 1, 2013 10:42:49 GMT -5
"Excellent!" The woman gestures, and you are untied from the pole. Though not, annoyingly, completely unbound: your hands are still tied behind your back, even as a bunch of novice warriors and hunters pile onto you and bring you to the ground, unable to resist. Well, you did encourage them, so it's only to be expected... The next day, still tired from the night before, it is explained to you that, as one not raised a native Amazon, you are required to develop their flexibility and co-ordination. Their tribe prides itself on flawless balance--their leader can easily stand on a branch less than a hair's breadth without wavering! Until then, you will not be completely unbound, or even taught any of their other tricks. Additionally, for one day out of every five, you are blindfolded. The deepest parts of the jungle are very, very hard to see in... Three years later, you finally meet the exacting standards demanded of one chosen of the gods, and though still very firmly on the bottom of the totem pole (below even your fairy), you are allowed use of your hands once more, and they offer to allow you to quit now, if you don't wish to learn their skills. Of course, this would mean extra time at the very bottom rung of society...
Free choice. XD You have gained a level in masochism! |
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Post by Mahou Moerin on Jun 1, 2013 10:45:33 GMT -5
...Wait, our fairy outranks us? Also her name is totally Slammin' Flowerchild.
Um, anyways... Let's learn their skills! And hopefully gain more levels in masochism! >.> <.< PAIN IS POWER!
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