>>36915176

Isaac silently executes one last pan before complying.

As soon as the coast is clear, Will zips over to Rowan. “You see? Everything turned out great,” he says, continuing some conversation that you aren’t privy to. “You should see yourself. You’re practically glowing.”

Ro furtively checks herself in the mirror to ensure that she is not, in fact, glowing.

And then you find your gaze intercepted by a wall of black. Or rather, Baron. Dude’s freaking tall. You glance up at him.

He tries to take in your appearance. “Wow,” he says, after a moment. Then he laughs. “I feel a little under dressed.”

You feel more than see Cassandra coming down the stairs.

>Uh. Thanks?
>Yeah, I have that effect on people.
>You’re in a tux. There’s nowhere but dressing down from there, man.
>You look... nice.
>Right back at you. Wait. Whatever, you know what I mean.
>Let’s get the hell out of here before they can start taking pictures.
>How’d you get here? (You’re pretty sure Baron does not have a car.)
>Other (?)

>>36915188
>You’re in a tux. There’s nowhere but dressing down from there, man.
>How’d you get here? (You’re pretty sure Baron does not have a car.)

>>36915188
>You look... nice.

>>36915188
>You’re in a tux. There’s nowhere but dressing down from there, man.

FUCK YES! HELLBORN QUEST!

>>36915188
>You’re in a tux. There’s nowhere but dressing down from there, man.

>>36915188
>You’re in a tux. There’s nowhere but dressing down from there, man.
>How’d you get here? (You’re pretty sure Baron does not have a car.)

>>36915188
>You’re in a tux. There’s nowhere but dressing down from there, man.
....
>You look... nice.

>8AM Hellborn
My extreme joy is only reduced by tomorrow's work day.

>>36915188
>Right back at you. Wait. Whatever, you know what I mean.
>Other: Never realised you were so... tall. Yeah, tall.

>>36915188
>Right back at you. Wait. Whatever, you know what I mean.
>You look... nice.

Before I spend the rest of the day in a metal box speeding towards family for Xmas, I'll just say we should tell Ro and possibly Isaac about the voices message quietly, since they might be warning of it all going to the wall tonight. Probably not, but stand by for fun given Satt or a Carrie moment or both etc.

>>36915279
I'd be fine with telling Issac but I don't want to have ro worrying about stuff tonight.

How do you people visualise Baron? I never thought him tall but, there you go. I'm having hard time making a proper face for him.

>>36915188
>other
Meh. Could be white tie...

>>36915262
This.

>>36915314
>I never thought him tall
How? Every other time he shows up, there's a mention of how he's over 6'2".

Anyway, I always picture him as looking like this tall lanky giraffe-lookin' fucker that I went to highschool with, except with brown hair instead of red.

>>36915345
There has? Guess I missed it.

>giraffe-looking fucker
I... think I don't want to even try visualising that.

>>36915188
I'd like to add >You look... nice to >>36915239

>>36915309
Fair enough, it's just given the event with tons of civilians and the possible warning by our relatively new ability it's best to have something standing by.

>>36915368
this

>>36915423
what?

>>36915428
i'd also like to add
>You look... nice
to
>You’re in a tux. There’s nowhere but dressing down from there, man.

>>36915188
Fuck, right as I'm going to bed.

>You’re in a tux. There’s nowhere but dressing down from there, man.
>You look... nice.
>How’d you get here? (You’re pretty sure Baron does not have a car.)

>>36915447
if you are going to vote you should be sure to link Op's post so he can't miss it.

>>36915188
>Let’s get the hell out of here before they can start taking pictures.
>How’d you get here? (You’re pretty sure Baron does not have a car.)

so i've thought aboutt when we're going to tell them about our secret, i think the best thing would be to invite them to go camping at the forest and start by telling them that magic is real and showing them the lightning sword then slowly easing in to telling them about angels and demons.
and i think we should ask them to go camping with us after prom(but obviously talking to Ro about it before)

>>36915482
i'll be sure to remember that for the future

>>36915513
I was thinking the same thing, taking them to Muir woods where we're in absolute control and (should) know if there are unwanted eyes around.

Also agree on brining it up after the prom.

>>36915513
>>36915560
I like that.

>>36915513
>>36915560
I like it, but it might not be that easy to convince them to go 'camping'. They don't seem the type.

>>36915188
FUCK YEAH, HELLBORN QUEST!

Also
>You’re in a tux. There’s nowhere but dressing down from there, man.

>>36915630
we can imply that it's important that they come along or imply that we're going to tell them our secret

So is Baron's red and black suit more subtle hinting or does he just have good taste?

>>36915630
Well, they did invite us to crazy long bike ride, so I wouldn't rule it out.

We could also just spend a day in the woods and come back before night falls.

>>36915657
I don't think the forest is the best place to tell them.

>>36915678
Any specific reason?

>>36915678
It's an environment where we know about everything that's going on for miles in every direction, where better?

>>36915678
I agree. It's sorta creepy as fuck isolate them out in the woods like that and then drop the "oh btw I'm a barely-human predatory interplanar being"

>>36915678
if they were to freak out for a moment there's no harm done

>>36915720
Well it can't exactly be a place with lots of people. I guess home could work too.

>>36915720
we'll tell them about the magic first and we won't do it at the moment we get there, maybe the same evening or the day after

>>36915720
we can ease in to it by telling the about magic and a couple of other things first and then make the not 100% human thing the big finale

You snort at the comment. “You’re in a tux,” you tell him. “There’s nowhere but dressing down left, man.”

“My brain agrees, but my gut says otherwise,” says Baron.

“Whatever. I mean. You look… uh. Nice,” you say. Realizing that sounded kind of lame, you try to explain yourself. “Like. Uh. I forgot you were so tall.” Ugh. So stupid. (+1 Stress: 29/100)

The comment makes Baron a little uncomfortable. “It happens,” he says. “By the way –“

He’s cut off by Cassandra. “Everybody ready for pictures?” she asks, coming to the bottom stair.

After several minutes of annoying posturing and photo taking, you, Ro, and your dates break free from the house. Getting pictures taken with a hundred people stuffed in around you is the worst. (+5 Stress: 34/100)

A limo awaits you on the curb.

“Best part of the night,” Rowan says, almost giving the vehicle a hug.

You give Will an incredulous look. “Seriously?”

“Our parents are splitting the bill with your parents,” says William.

Baron perceives your surprise. “We’re all going together,” he tells you.

>Ha ha! Got you. I totally knew that. Totally knew everything.
>Oh yeah. I remember now. Of course. Heh. Right. Let’s go.
>When do people discuss these things? Am I like, not invited to the meetings or what?
>Talking isn’t getting into a freaking limo. Get in there.
>Other (?)

>>36915784
>not 100% human
understatement of the year

>>36915788
>Talking isn’t getting into a freaking limo. Get in there.

>>36915788
>When do people discuss these things? Am I like, not invited to the meetings or what?

>>36915811
Sierra's not even entirely made of flesh and bone. A substantial portion of her body is a blob of magic shadows. That shit's weird even by demon standards.

>>36915788
>When do people discuss these things? Am I like, not invited to the meetings or what?
>Talking isn’t getting into a freaking limo. Get in there.

>>36915788
>Talking isn’t getting into a freaking limo. Get in there.

>>36915788
>Talking isn’t getting into a freaking limo. Get in there.
>Other (?)
"Splitting the bill? The fuck for? How expensive is this limo that the Hallows gotta go halves on it?"

>>36915788
>When do people discuss these things? Am I like, not invited to the meetings or what?
>Talking isn’t getting into a freaking limo. Get in there.
The spaghettis are starting to spill, Sierra.

>>36915838
Not mentioning, that even our ancestry is max. 25% human.

>>36915811
>>36915838
>>36915878
details! if they're our true friends they won't judge

>>36915878
That's assuming dad could have been more demon than human but he couldn't have been more human than demon.

Sierra could be anywhere from 50% to ~10% human, it's just really unlikely that it's going to be on the higher end of the spectrum.

>>36915788
While everyone gets in the limo hang back and quickly warn Isaac some shadows might have been warning shit may go down, repeating back comments from That Night. Possibly nothing, but just in case.

>>36915925
Didn't the shadows say that everything would be fine as well? You worry too much, Anon

>>36915838
We're weird by everyones standards.

>>36915788
>Oh yeah. I remember now. Of course. Heh. Right. Let’s go.

I'm having this scene play out in my head where we do the big reveal.

And then Vik tells us that her family has mages in it, so she thought our 'secrets' might be related to the supernatural but didn't want force the issue just in case they weren't.

And Will turns out to be an Atlantean or something and is totally wit Rowan not being a 'normal' girl.

And then everyone looks at Baron and after a moment of uncomfortable silence he says "Well, I can burp the alphabet in one go."

>>36915925
If I remember correctly, we had a feeling of impending disaster but when we spoke to the shadows they reassured us. And then echoed some of the night after our last rage.

>>36916051
I laffed.

>>36916051
BRILLIANT!

what kind of music do y'all think Sierra listens to?
since she hung out with bloods i'm guessing rap/hip hop

>>36916210
Country because why not.

>>36916210
Could make sense. On the other hand, Guitars. rap ususally doesn't have them. Now I can't recall how exactly the guitar was described, but I think it was an electric one, so that would point somewhere along the lines of rock or metal. Also, trash metal, the trashiest among the trash, would kind of fit the whole 'demon and blood'-things.

>>36916249
>why not
because country is absolute shit tier

“Geeze. When do people discuss these things?” you ask, more yourself than anybody. “Are there meetings?”

Rowan turns around. “Sierra, I swear I told you about the limo like, three times,” she says.

You comb your memory, but come up blank. “Was I doing stuff when you told me stuff?”

“I don’t know. Maybe?” she says.

“You’ve got to make sure I’m listening,” you say. “I mean, it’s not like… whatever, who cares? We’ve got a freaking limo!” Saying this, you rush to the limo, yank open the door, and climb in before anybody else has a chance.

Will, Baron, and Rowan climb in after you.

There’s a cooler stocked with canned soda, a television, and everything smells wondrously of leather. It’s like you’re in a living room – a living room with wheels and heated seats. You bounce on the ultra designed, delightfully smooth bench, moving over for the newcomers. “How expensive is this fucking limo that Isaac has to go halves on it?” you ask, a heady influence of luxury hitting you dead on. (-3 Stress: 31/100) You grab an icy can of Coke and crack it open.

Rowan rolls her eyes. “It’s not about money,” she says.

William shrugs. “My Dad’s the one that suggested the limo in the first place,” he said. “You couldn’t stop him from covering my part of it.”

Baron inspects the mini-fridge. “There’s a mini-fridge inside the mini-fridge,” he says, awestruck. He gets a root beer out from inside. “You think these cost extra?”

“Nah, course not,” you tell him. Although you’re pretty sure they do. Doesn’t really matter, though.

He still seems unsure, but goes for it anyway. He holds out his can to everybody. “Let’s have a toast,” he says.

>TOAST (?)
>Purposefully bash your soda against his so it spills on the carpet.
>Other (?)

>>36916249
I can imagine her singing a country ballad about her demonhood while playing the guitar.

>>36916342

Wisdom.

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>>36916210

>>36916348
>TOAST

>>36916210

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vimZj8HW0Kg

>>36916348
Toast

>>36916348
>TOAST

>>36916348
>TOAST

>>36916348
>>TOAST (?)
To the money spent without real purpose!

Because seriously why people rent limos? They are kinda stupid.

>>36916348
>TOAST (?)
"To good friends."

>>36916210
She seems like a Biggie smalls fan to me but one can like more than one genre

>>36916348
This
>>36916436

>>36916348
>TOAST (?)

To ̵͞҉t́́he̵ ͞u͢t̛t̀͜e̶҉r͟͝ an̡n͝͞i͏h̢͟i̷l̴͝a͏t͏̛io̴n ̶́of́͟ a͟͏ll͜ ̵̨t̀h̶͘at͜͞͞ ̸í̷͝s ̸͜g̷o͞͡o̸̢ḑ̴ ̡̧͝a͏͏̧n̴d͢ ͞h̶͟ǫ̛l̵̢y̷҉̢,̸̀ ̡͟͟an͘d҉̷ ̴͠ţo̴͢͝ ̸thè̶͢ ̸̧w̶o̡r͢ĺ̨̕d̢̛ ̢̧i͞t̶͟s̵͠͡e̢ļf̶͠.̵͠

>>36916348
>Purposefully bash your soda against his so it spills on the carpet.

>>36916348
>>36916478
Seconded!

>>36916480
Why?

>>36916348
>>36916436
to good friends, lost love
to old gods and new aims.
to the usual madness, to that which once was.
to the end of all things. To a new year.

Also >>36916478

>>36916436
I'll vote for this.

>>36916348
>TOAST (?)
to rich parents!

>>36916502
Hey, it's there, why not? Maybe then we'd have to buy the limo, it woul dbe the perfect excuse.

>>36916348
>You comb your memory, but come up blank. “Was I doing stuff when you told me stuff?”
God, Sierra how dumb are you? You adorable air-headed demon killing machine.

>>36916478
I'll go with that. I want to see the world burn.

>>36916436
This

>>36916551
She was talking to her Shadow.

>>36916051
I'd be legit surprised if Baron was anything but baseline human.

>>36916249
>country
>>36916342
This Anon knows. Country is the worst kind of music.

After we told our friends about magic, Rowan should reveal her nature before we do. Almost human with a bit of angel is easier to swallow than....Sierra.

>>36916754
This

>>36916754
hey just because sierra has tentacles doesn't mean she's going to force them down people's throats

>>36916754
Wow! Ro you're beautiful! Sierra are you an angel too!

Oh.. God... that.. that thing isn't a costume.

Granted the alternative is to see Sierra as a demon and then flatter Ro on her appearance. Either way Sierra is the horrific creature from the pit.

>>36916754
>Rowan should reveal her nature before we do

True words. Sierra's really cool looking but also spooky as hell.

>>36916791
Maybe we could, you know, not drop ALL the glamours. At least not all at once. Try to keep the skin, claws and teeth down, for example. And try to not let the tentacles out.

>>36916783
We are not forcing that.

But they are soo gonna go down some throats.

But we really don't need to tell people our lineage, unless they ask.

>>36916839
But they are going to ask.
>>36916832
We want to reveal our natur to them, so we can stop pretending and having all those secrets, we should go all the way.

>>36916887
>We want to reveal our natur to them, so we can stop pretending and having all those secrets, we should go all the way.
I thought it was supposed to be more along the lines of 'let them know that we are not fully human/a demon halfbreed' than 'show them our every disgusting habit, depraved craving, weird morph and hidden corpse in the cellar.'

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>>36916791
The funny thing is even during Halloween, we didn't drop all of our glamours because that would have had people asking serious questions. And since then we've only become more inhuman.

>>36916949
Hetza is best

>>36916887
We could drop all the glamours, but cover ourselves in shadows and be mysterious and shit

“Guess we need some of those,” Will says, getting a soda for himself and Ro.

Before anybody can start toasting to anything, you set the topic. “To cash money and limos!” you say.

Rowan gives you a prompting look.

“Guh. And friends,” you add, without much real enthusiasm. You join your soda to everybody else’s.

“To cash money, limos, and friends,” Baron replies.

“And parties and guys in tuxedos,” Ro adds.

You all down your drinks. You go until the burning carbonation forces you to stop.

One wild limo ride later, your ride joins the procession of vehicles dropping people off on the curb of a fancy looking building. It’s tall and concrete, with weird Egyptian hieroglyphic stuff carved into the upper portions. It looks like some kind of theater or convention center or something. A steady gaggle of well-dressed people press forward into the structure.

Will gets out and holds the door for everybody. “What is this place, anyway?” he asks.

“It’s the Masonic Center,” Baron answers, after he swings out. “They’ve got a dance hall. It’s actually pretty cool.” He turns around and offers you a hand as you’re trying to get out.

>>36916931
Dude no. Haha no! God no.

Just tell them that Sierra and Rowan aren't exactly human. Telling shit like how it was Sierra going on a rampage and killing those civilians is a big no-no. An extreme example but I think you get the gist.

>>36916979
Thats so not going to make it worse.

>>36916988

You don’t recognize what’s going on until you’ve already missed it and gotten out. Not like you needed help anyway. Making sure nothing gets caught, you shut the door behind you and turn toward the entrance. Mingling scents of fancy perfumes and colognes fill the air. The odorous background noise makes it hard for you to concentrate. There’s too many particular flavors to pick out. Peaches. Something like evergreen. Flowery feminine stuff. And that’s not including the taste of excitement that presses in around everything.

There’s something else here too, though. Some kind of power lingers around this building. You can feel it.

You come to yourself and find Rowan and Will are already heading off, arm in arm. “You want to do the arm thing too?” Baron asks, offering you his in a semi-joking manner.

>Let’s beat them inside. (Go fast)
>This is a dance, not a hand-holding competition.
>Laugh.
>Yeah, no.
>Maybe just a little bit. (Be careful about it, though) (Dice)
>Other (?)

>>36916988
In before it's warded against demons or something

>>36916996
>>36916979
Nah. Sierra will drop the glamours then when they freak out she'll shadow port away.

Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>36917017
>Maybe just a little bit. (Be careful about it, though) (Dice)

>>36917017
>Laugh.
>Maybe just a little bit. (Be careful about it, though) (Dice)

>>36917018
Or just removes glamours. Either is bad.

Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>36917017
>Maybe just a little bit. (Be careful about it, though) (Dice)

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>36917017
>Maybe just a little bit. (Be careful about it, though) (Dice)

>>36917017
>Maybe just a little bit. (Be careful about it, though) (Dice)

>>36917017
>Maybe just a little bit. (Be careful about it, though) (Dice)

Gotta get over it some day.

>>36917041
>>36917054
>>36917063

You roll dice after Lawnguid calls for it. Try to remember.

Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>36917054
>>36917063
Getting those bad rolls out early. Nice.

>>36917041
>>36917054
>>36917063
Weren't dice rolled after the option gets locked in and Lawngod asks for a roll?

Because dat 11, man...

>>36917101
Yep. 11 is not ours. Can't have.

>>36917054
>>36917017
This

All right, roll for this happening.

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>36917160

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>36917160

>>36917017
>Maybe just a little bit. (Be careful about it though) (Dice)

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>36917160
aAAAaAssaas

>>36917179
Low is good right?

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>36917160

>>36917192
Yes.

>>36917017
>Maybe just a little bit. (Be careful about it, though) (Dice)

>>36917192
Low is good.

>>36917192
Yes.

>>36917179
Hopefully Sierra has had enough bodily interaction practice with the Hallows that the DC isn't so painfully difficult anymore.

>>36917232
Word.

While I kind of like it as a character trait, it's super detrimental and bad for everyone! Imagine if Sierra could h-h-hug others!

>>36917232
A 19 can get you through just about anything. So yeah.

>>36917258
Who would want to be hugged by a freak like her?

>>36917274
Anon pls!

>>36917264
I think it use to be 15 or lower.

>>36917232
I hope so cause i don't want to fuck up when we're so close to telling them

>>36917274
I would

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>>36917366
Noo, Sierra's way cuter than that.

>>36917366
Not Serria_about_to_give_blowjobs.Gif

>>36917395
A completely new level of 'Be carefull with your teeth'.

>>36917395
>Sierra
>being lewd
HA.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

At least the Hallows don't have to worry about her getting teen pregnant and spawning another heir to the throne.

>>36917091
Then what's even the point of the (dice) in the option? It seems counterproductive.

>>36917511
High risk high reward.

>>36917511
So that people don't bitch that they didn't know it would be a dice roll.

>>36917511
To let us know we'll have to roll. Also.. what table top have you played where you get to roll then decide your action? Ever?

>>36917526
Not what I was asking.

>>36917533
It's pretty obvious when things are risky to anyone paying attention. The (dice) marker only makes people metagame.

>>36917541
You misunderstand me. I don't understand why the (dice) comes up at all. This has nothing to do with the order of deciding and rolling.

>>36917511
Because, Sierra had some amazing freakouts

>>36917571
Again not what I was asking.

>>36917570
>>36917591
Because Rule 0.

>>36917609
I don't see how this is more fun. Well, okay, I do see it, people automatically just go for the option that includes rolling, to have fun. But that's metagamey.

>>36917624
I'm not 100% on this but I'm pretty sure people have avoided at least one dice choice.

I get what you mean but it's either that or spring the dice roll on players and I'd wager many would dislike that greatly.

>>36917624
Whatever you say.

You eye Rowan and her boyfriend. They look so… adorable. Or whatever.

You glance up at Baron, and the offered arm. “Maybe a little,” you mutter. Very lightly, you take his upper arm in hand, and you go. You’re careful to not lean into him or anything. The material of the tux feels rigid under your fingers, but underneath you can feel warmth. You’re barely taking Baron’s arm at all, but the important thing is that there’s some kind of interaction going on there, and you’ve got everything under control.

Baron notices your carefulness, and though somewhat curious, slows his step and keeps quiet about it.

The glass doors are all propped open, and brightly dressed Seniors mingle about all over the place. You enter, feeling a brief static crackle as you pass through the doors.

“A little chilly in here,” Baron notes.

“Heh. Yeah,” you say. You hear music echoing down the hall, along with the distinctive pulse of a heavy bass. You tug on Baron’s arm to get him to walk faster down the vaulted hall.

Paintings of patriotic stuff adorn the walls. You notice a picture of the signing of the Declaration of Independence. Or the Constitution. Or whatever. Anyway, George Washington’s there. He’d probably be proud of you for saving the flag that one time. You think. (-2 Stress: 29/100)

Up ahead, huge fake ice crystals hang from the ceiling, and an ice sculpture of a swan serve as sentinels of the dancehall entrance. A couple teachers and student officers or whatever check everybody’s tickets and style and whatnot.

“They really do go all out for Seniors,” Baron says, thoroughly impressed with the ice swan.

You squint over at a sign. National High’s Frozen Formal. You do not agree with the thematic choice, but as long as they don’t play any music from the thing or make stupid references and stick to the cool ice décor, you think you’ll manage.

Your party presents its tickets, and is granted entrance. You let Baron free so you can look around.

after the prom we ask them(ask Ro first) if they want to go camping next week, then we timeskip until then so we can tell them this session

>>36917645

The whole hall is drowned in blue lighting, with glittering white lights being reflected everywhere from the chandelier, which you suppose is supposed to be like ice or something. Big glittery snowflakes hang from the ceiling and walls. There’s another ice sculpture, this one an angry looking eagle, and a snack bar with tables and chairs and all kinds of stuff.

People are still arriving. The crowd is constrained mostly to the area directly around the DJ and his sound system, while lots of people are merely milling around and talking loudly at one another to be heard over the music.

Looking around, you can see a few other open doors, trying to lure kids into exploring the exhibits or whatever there is to see here.

Rowan is overtaken by wonderment at the whole scene. “I was expecting more cardboard cutouts of Elsa,” she says.

“You want to dance or eat first?” asks Will.

Ro turns to you. “What are you guys doing?” she asks.

“What are you guys doing, anyway?” jokes Baron, looking to you.

>I’m going to see if Vik’s here yet. I know for a fact she said she was coming.
>It’s a dance. I don’t know what this loser’s doing, but I’m dancing.
>I’m going to have the first dance of the evening is what, Baron. C’mon.
>The chips aren’t going to last all night. We’ve got first dibs, might as well make the most of it.
>Isaac’s a Mason, isn’t he? You know if they do anything funky in here?
>Other (?)

>>36917655
Yes, I would like to see it done this session as well.

The idea that Sierra doesn't go full on freakish the first time and eases them into it was good, though.

>>36917624
Or people wanted to hold hands with baron but see the dice and hesitate for a second and weigh out the risks of doing it, you know exactly what the character is doing

>>36917657
>I’m going to have the first dance of the evening is what, Baron. C’mon.

>>36917657
>>The chips aren’t going to last all night. We’ve got first dibs, might as well make the most of it.


Quick before all the good stuff is gone.

>>36917657
>It’s a dance. I don’t know what this loser’s doing, but I’m dancing.
>I’m going to have the first dance of the evening is what, Baron. C’mon.
Some kind of mix between those two.

>>36917662
But people already know Sierra is really weird about physical contact. This has come up like a hundred times before.

>>36917657
>>It’s a dance. I don’t know what this loser’s doing, but I’m dancing.
>>I’m going to have the first dance of the evening is what, Baron. C’mon.
>>36917661
we'll have see their reaction to it all before we decide on the pace

>>36917657
>It’s a dance. I don’t know what this loser’s doing, but I’m dancing.
>I’m going to have the first dance of the evening is what, Baron. C’mon.

We can ignore the weird electric feeling and whatnot for now. What could go wrong?

>>36917657
>I’m going to have the first dance of the evening is what, Baron. C’mon.

>>36917692
>we'll have see their reaction to it all before we decide on the pace
Yes, that's why doing it slowly is a good idea.

>>36917657
>I’m going to have the first dance of the evening is what, Baron. C’mon.

>Isaac’s a Mason, isn’t he? You know if they do anything funky in here?
Or maybe we say "I'm going to use the ladies room" and then talk to her so no need for secret messages

>>36917693
>We can ignore the weird electric feeling and whatnot for now. What could go wrong?
it's a trap and we have to fight showing them our true form ad they freak out

>>36917657
>I’m going to have the first dance of the evening is what, Baron. C’mon.

>>36917657
>I'm going to have the first dance of the evening is what, Baron. C'mon.

>>36917688

I like to be clear about when dice get involved. With dice, potentially anything can happen. You could roll anywhere between 1 and 100. I'd rather be clear about when that's going to happen than leave people guessing.

>>36917670
This. Let's break it down with this fool.

>>36917738
I guess that I'm assuming anything can happen no matter what we choose. I mean, a bad choice is going to have bad results even if there are no dice. And it should. There is no (bad choice) bracket there to warn people.

>>36917761

I don't roll dice for every decision. Dice mean that to some degree, the results are even out of my hands.

>>36917789
The probabilities are quite good with dices in any case.

>>36917761
You don't like something
>Shut up and just role the fucking dice (dice)
>Bitch about it to the Qm who's been running it this way since the start with no complaints (bad idea)
>leave

>>36917829
More like I'm asking about it because it doesn't make sense to me. And I even got a reasonable answer from him.

Meanwhile all you're doing is shitposting for no reason. Good work.

>>36917657
>It’s a dance. I don’t know what this loser’s doing, but I’m dancing.
>I’m going to have the first dance of the evening is what, Baron. C’mon.

“It’s a dance. I don’t know what this loser’s doing, but I’m dancing with him is what,” you say, needling Baron with an elbow. “C’mon.”

“Whoo!” Ro shouts.

Everybody goes to the dance floor and does the dance thing. Lots of the kids here don’t know anything, and that leaves your battle-hardened dance team free reign to cut out a section of the crowd. Even your party’s weakest link, Baron, is pretty good. He’s even improved a little since Halloween. He’s no dance master, but he’s got coordination and enthusiasm, and is generally fun.

You notice the self-conscious feelings of a few people who begin doubting their paltry dance-skills as they witness your dancing. Pathetic. (-2 Stress: 27/100)

As time goes by, people start pouring into the dance hall. The buffet’s surrounded by the mob, and the number of dancers has easily tripled, leaving Baron, Ro, Will, and you all surrounded by a sea of blue-lit party-goers. You can’t hear anything.

But all this moving and stuff is making you want to move in ways that you can't right now. Every once in a while you find yourself checking to make sure your shadow isn't getting its groove on. It's hard move yourself while keeping another part constrained.

>Don’t mess with a good thing. Keep dancing.
>See if you can’t find Vikrama.
>Have a look around the lodge. There’s something magical going on here.
>The chips are under siege. They need your help.
>Other (?)

>>36918001
>Have a look around the lodge. There’s something magical going on here.

>>36918001
>Have a look around the lodge. There’s something magical going on here.

>>36918001
>>Have a look around the lodge. There’s something magical going on here.
no pls i don't want to ruin this but it needs to be done so that they don't die, let Ro know

>Have a look around the lodge. There’s something magical going on here.

Don't be TOO obvious about it.

>>36918001
>>Have a look around the lodge. There’s something magical going on here.
but let Ro , don't take her with us tho

>>36918176
>>36918041
this, let Ro know but don't take her with us

>>36918001
>The chips are under siege. They need your help.

You don’t need a break, but you could use one. And there being the thing with you being in a Masonic lodge, you figure the best thing to do is poke around and see what you can see.

You get Rowan’s attention and dance so you get close to her. “I’m going to have a look around,” you tell her in a muted tone.

“Don’t go anywhere you’re not supposed to,” she says, giving you a look of warning. She probably means no walking through walls. Whatever.

You stop dancing and get everybody’s attention. “I’m going to go find the bathrooms,” you shout. “I’ll be right back.”

“We’ll be here,” Baron shouts back.

You slip out from the crowd and leave the noise and feeling of the dance hall. The halls are cooler and seem harshly lit in comparison. You start heading in, giving wide berth to a couple that’s making out. Up on the ceiling, there’s weird symbols and crap carved into the wood. The décor seems kind of stately – lots of columns and old timey woodwork.

When you’re alone, you feel a tingle go up your spine. Somebody’s following you.

>Don’t let them on to you. Walk around like normal and go back to the party.
>Confront whoever it is.
>Confront whoever it is, but play dumb.
>You might tip them off, but see if you can get a look at them.
>Lead them to somewhere isolated and get the drop on them.
>Dodge out of sight and lose them. Should take all of about two seconds.
>>Then spy on them.
>Other (?)

how long do you plan on running today?

>>36918350
>Dodge out of sight and lose them. Should take all of about two seconds.
>Then spy on them.
might be Baron

>>36918350
>>Dodge out of sight and lose them. Should take all of about two seconds.
>>>Then spy on them.

>>36918350
>>Confront whoever it is, but play dumb.

>>36918363

A while longer, probably.

>>36918350
>Dodge out of sight and lose them. Should take all of about two seconds.
>>Then spy on them.
We totally not set someones demon alarm off.

>>36918393
This

>>36918350
>You might tip them off, but see if you can get a look at them.

>>36918393
He's following us to the bathroom... He wants the tentacle

>>36918350
>Confront whoever it is, but play dumb.
Yeah sure, "play" dumb.

>>36918461
he might want to talk to us in private

>>36918350
>>Confront whoever it is, but play dumb.

>>36918350
>>Confront whoever it is, but play dumb.

>>36918350
>>Dodge out of sight and lose them. Should take all of about two seconds.
>>>Then spy on them.

>>36918350
>Confront whoever it is, but play dumb.

Somebody’s following you? YOU!? This is ridiculous. You step down the first hallway that presents itself, step through the corner, glide through an unoccupied study, and shimmy through another edge to come back into the main hallway, albeit some distance behind whoever was following you. (-2 PP: 31/33)

You adjust your jacket and peek into the hall. Finding the coast clear, you speed over to the hall you faked going down and peer past the corner.

A young woman, twenty maybe, stands in the dead-end hall, trying to guess between a number of doors. She wears a plain black dress, with a small purse tote ting. Her build is thin and wiry, and her face bears oddly sharp features. Her black hair is styled into punky looking faux-hawk thing, with the sides cut short.

You get a weird sense of deja-vu looking at her.

>Say stuff (?)
>Do something (?)
>Other (?)

>>36918672
>Say stuff (?)
Hey I gotta say, you look really familiar. Have we met?

>>36918672
>Say stuff (?)
"It's for, like high school seniors, not seniors seniors, old stuff."

>>36918672
Infernus body guard?

>>36918672
>>36918694
this

>>36918672
"Can I, like help you or something lady?"

>>36918672
>>36918694
This.

>>36918698
Probably but I'm always hoping for Nevada.

>>36918672
>>36918694
second

>>36918672
>Say stuff (?)
"Is that you, Xan?"

>>36918672
>>36918694
This.

>>36918764
me too friend....

>>36918672
>>36918778
Goddamn Xan.

You give up the guise of stealth. “Have we met?” you ask.

At the sound of your voice, the woman twists around and drops low, as if ready to move in every direction simultaneously. She also gives you a better view of her face. Her super gaunt cheeks and shifty eyes give you enough to recognize her.

Upon recognizing you, Xanissil straightens up and contorts her face into an approximation of a smile. “Well met,” she says, her smile beginning to seem more like a wince.

“Goddamn Xan,” you say. “What the hell are you doing here?”

She drops all pretext of being polite. “This place is the maw hunters and wingtreaders,” she says, glaring at you defiantly. “Thou shouldst not tread grounds such as these alone.”

>Oh yeah? And who decided that? You?
>Where’s your brother? You bring him too?
>I’d be a lot more worried about you being here than me being here.
>I appreciate the sentiment I guess. No harm no foul.
>You should have told me. I mean, I could have vanished and you'd have no idea where I was. I can walk through walls, you know?
>Uh. I’m not alone? There’s like, three hundred people here.
>You know, it’s actually been demonbane who saved my life like, a hundred times.
>You’re holding something back.
>Other (?)

>>36919283
>>Where’s your brother? You bring him too?
>>You’re holding something back.

>>36919283
>Where’s your brother? You bring him too?
>I appreciate the sentiment I guess. No harm no foul.
>Other (?)
"Why do you think I'm here? You think I'm looking to trash the place?"

>>36919283
>Oh yeah? And who decided that? You?
>You’re holding something back.

>>36919283

>I appreciate the sentiment I guess. No harm no foul.
>You’re holding something back.

>>36919283
>>I appreciate the sentiment I guess. No harm no foul.
>Uh. I’m not alone? There’s like, three hundred people here.
>You’re holding something back.

>>36919283
>>You should have told me. I mean, I could have vanished and you'd have no idea where I was. I can walk through walls, you know?
>>Uh. I’m not alone? There’s like, three hundred people here.
>You’re holding something back.

>>36919283
>Where’s your brother? You bring him too?
>I appreciate the sentiment I guess. No harm no foul.
>You should have told me. I mean, I could have vanished and you'd have no idea where I was. I can walk through walls, you know?
>You’re holding something back.
>You know, it’s actually been demonbane who saved my life like, a hundred times.

>>36919283
So I guess masons might be hunters then? Warn her off of Rowan as our good buddie, feathers and halo or not. Likewise we are fond of many of the puny humans. Thank her for having your back still.

>>36919283
>I’d be a lot more worried about you being here than me being here.
>I appreciate the sentiment I guess. No harm no foul.

Tfw baron a Mc have sex and the glamors come down as she cums

>>36919590
>knock him out
>tell him someone spiked the drinks when he wakes up

>>36919545
Also, yeah she can spit it out instead of being cagey about whatever it is, so long as we're someplace quiet.

>>36919590
>>36919615
huehuehue

>>36919283
>>I appreciate the sentiment I guess. No harm no foul.
>>You know, it’s actually been demonbane who saved my life like, a hundred times.
>>You’re holding something back.

“Yeah, well, I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but there’s like three hundred people here,” you say. “I’m not alone.”

“They know nothing!” Xan argues.

“Yeah – right there. They don’t know anything. That’s how this works, get it? Nobody can tell me from any of them. Pretty clever, right?”

Xanissil clenches her jaw. “As thou sayest,” she says.

“Where’s your brother? You bring him too?”

She inclines her head in a curiously bird-like motion. “He is present,” she says, not making eye contact.

“Look. I appreciate the whole idea of keeping me safe or whatever,” you say, “but I mean. I can’t just have bodyguards round the clock.”

Xan looks like she’s doing some math in her head. “It poseth no challenge to us,” she says. “Split amongst three, protecting Thy Terror seemeth to me a simple matter.”
Heh. ‘Thy Terror’. You like that. (-2 Stress: 25/100) Now that you think of it, having a round the clock honor guard actually would have come in handy a few times. “I’m not making any decisions right now,” you say. “Just… I’m more worried about you being here than me being here. I mean, I’m not here to trash the place, I’m a guest. You kind of stick out though. How’d you even get here?”

She suddenly gets way cagey. “It was… by car.”

You frown. While you get the feeling she won’t lie directly to you, she’s definitely not telling you something. “Who’s car?”

“The big yellow of Ranthix,” she ekes out.

There’s no way she drove here by herself, and there’s no way Ranthix let anybody borrow his hummer. And there’s also no way that Ranthix would actually care enough to assign somebody to watch you unless something was going down.

>Say stuff (?)
>You know what, I don't even want to hear about it. I'm going to dance. Whatever you're up to, don't you dare let it mess anything up.
>Other (?)

>>36919899
>>You know what, I don't even want to hear about it. I'm going to dance. Whatever you're up to, don't you dare let it mess anything up.

We are going back to our date and dance.

>>36919899
>You know what, I don't even want to hear about it. I'm going to dance. Whatever you're up to, don't you dare let it mess anything up.
lets just get on with our evening so we can ask them to go camping with us after

>>36919899
>Say stuff (?)
"Does Ranthix know you have his Humvee? Shit, do you even know how to drive?"

>>36917645
>Hating Frozen
dropped

>>36919899
>>You know what, I don't even want to hear about it. I'm going to dance. Whatever you're up to, don't you dare let it mess anything up.

>>36919899
>You know what, I don't even want to hear about it. I'm going to dance. Whatever you're up to, don't you dare let it mess anything up.
>And thank you.

>>36920004
>Caring
I thought you were better than this

>>36919899
>>You know what, I don't even want to hear about it. I'm going to dance. Whatever you're up to, don't you dare let it mess anything up.
lets be a normal girl for once

>>36918672
It's our sister

>>36919991
This. Man, if her finds pour, he is going to be so pissed.

>>36919899
We dance now. Unless there's something we should know, hmm?
Also, no going after a certain angel if the shit hits Which It Won't, she's got our back.

>>36919899

>"So, what's actually going on tonight? Because if I'm going to go back to the party and a bunch of demons come crashing through a wall, I'm going to be a little upset."

>>36919899
We should probably know what's up here. Then dance while THEY deal with it. Also, tell the less disciplined baby Ranthixes not to kill our sister for having fluffy wings and spangly headgear, they seem to like acting without thinking or checking first.

>>36919899
Am I the only one expecting us to get alone and close to Baron (while still not touching) tonight and then have to haul Bonny and Clyde's spiky asses off of him when they think he's a threat?

>>36920416
Why would they think a human to be a threat? My paranoia senses say that prom is going to get crashed...

“Sweet mercy. Ranthix is here, isn’t he,” you say.

Xan’s lack of reply is all you need. (+4 Stress: 29/100)

“Okay okay, let me think.” You knead the side of your head. “What’s actually going on here? Because if I go back to the party, and a bunch of demons crash through the wall, I’m going to be pissed.”

“Ranthix… is getting something from this place,” she says, sounding unsure. “The crowd here shrouds his activities. He swore that it would not impact you. I am the vanguard in case it proves otherwise.”

>He fucking planned a heist with my date as the fucking cover?!
>Well if Ranthix is behind all this crap, at least somebody knows what they’re doing.
>I’m done. Don’t… just don’t. This is going to be a good night, got it?
>Where’d Ranthix say he’s going to be? (You should probably pop in and make sure he’s not planning on blowing the building up)
>I don’t want to see you again tonight. Understand? Unless my hair’s on fire or somebody shoots at me, got it?
>I know you have your job or whatever, but I don’t need protecting. Go have some chips or whatever. Take a load off.
>Other (?)

>>36920538
>I’m done. Don’t… just don’t. This is going to be a good night, got it?
>I don’t want to see you again tonight. Understand? Unless my hair’s on fire or somebody shoots at me, got it?

>>36920538
>Well if Ranthix is behind all this crap, at least somebody knows what they’re doing.
>I don’t want to see you again tonight. Understand? Unless my hair’s on fire or somebody shoots at me, got it?

>>36920538
>>Well if Ranthix is behind all this crap, at least somebody knows what they’re doing.
>I don’t want to see you again tonight. Understand? Unless my hair’s on fire or somebody shoots at me, got it?
Let em handle it, ask ranthix later

>>36920538
> Well if Ranthix is behind all this crap...

>>36920538
>I’m done. Don’t… just don’t. This is going to be a good night, got it?

>>36920538
>I don’t want to see you again tonight. Understand? Unless my hair’s on fire or somebody shoots at me, got it?

>>36920538
>>Well if Ranthix is behind all this crap, at least somebody knows what they’re doing.
>>I don’t want to see you again tonight. Understand? Unless my hair’s on fire or somebody shoots at me, got it?

>>36920538
>I don’t want to see you again tonight. Understand? Unless my hair’s on fire or somebody shoots at me, got it?

We just keep doing our thing and they do theirs.

>>36920538
Isn't our hair being on fire a party trick at this point?

>>36920538
>>Well if Ranthix is behind all this crap, at least somebody knows what they’re doing.
>I know you have your job or whatever, but I don’t need protecting. Go have some chips or whatever. Take a load off.

>>36920538
>I’m done. Don’t… just don’t. This is going to be a good night, got it?

Wonder what kind of mission impossible nonsence is going on in Ranthix quest.

>>36920538
umm, the votes were far in favor of saying fuck it and going back to the dance. Not furhter questioning.

>>36920665
this mista qm, you trying to pull us into his shit?

>>36920665
>>36920700

>>36920538

>He fucking planned a heist with my date as the fucking cover?!
>Well if Ranthix is behind all this crap, at least somebody knows what they’re doing.
>I know you have your job or whatever, but I don’t need protecting. Go have some chips or whatever. Take a load off.

“Well if Ranthix is here, at least somebody knows what they’re fucking doing,” you say. “I’m going back to what I was doing, and I do not want to see you again, got it? Unless my hair’s on fire, or somebody shoots me, or whatever, got it?”

Xan gives you a shallow bow. “Got it,” she says, relegating herself to your judgment.

“Damn right,” you say. You walk back toward the party, grumbling to yourself. Stupid Xan. Stupid mission impossible BS. Stupid craziness. It’s just a dance. One dance, without any life and death struggles or magic duels or whatever. (+6 Stress: 35/100) You’ll have to make Ranthix spill the beans after this is all over.

You find your way back to the party.

“Sierra, darling!”

You turn to find Vikrama heading your way. She’s wearing a way ornate gold and blue Indian style dress thing.

She points behind her, toward the entrance. “The bathrooms are right over there. Where on earth did you get to?”

>Hey Vik. How’s things? Good? Good!
>Well, found some on the other side of the building, so too late now.
>I was just wandering around. This place is kind of weird.
>Is your date around here someplace?
>I’m trying to get back to the dance. Let’s go, night’s young.
>Other (?)

>>36920856
>I was just wandering around. This place is kind of weird.
>Is your date around here someplace?

>>36920856
>Hey Vik. How’s things? Good? Good!
>I’m trying to get back to the dance. Let’s go, night’s young.

>>36920856
>I was just wandering around. This place is kind of weird.

>>36920856
> Other
"Huh, that's where they were?"

>>36920856
>I was just wandering around. This place is kind of weird.
>Is your date around here someplace?
>I’m trying to get back to the dance. Let’s go, night’s young.

>>36920856
>>36920905
>>36920890
these

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rogvlB2SP4k i can see Sierra listening to this

>>36920856
>I was just wandering around. This place is kind of weird though so I want to get back to the others."

>>36920856
Should we pull Ro aside and tell her what's going on?

>>36921372
I would rather that we did not.

>>36921396
Yeah, let's not ruin her date(, too).

>>36921372
Hopefully everything will go quietly and she won't ever need to know.

What if Sattler shows up to stop Ranthix?

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>>36921465
>Hopefully everything will go quietly

>>36921472
We pop some corn and watch.

>>36921472
If Ranthix isn't completely destroying her, and there's no risk of public spectacle, I'd totally back him over her every time.

You make a show of dawning understanding. “So that’s where they were,” you say to yourself. “I was looking around, but just wound up wandering around. This place is kind of weird.”

“Egyptian sculptures not your thing?” Vikrama asks, teasing.

You laugh it off. “I’m just trying to get back to the dance now. Night’s young,” you say, leading Vikrama onward. “Your date around here someplace?” You start looking. Maybe he’s hanging with everybody in the mob?

“Your Vikrama doesn’t need no man to enjoy herself,” says Vik, smiling. “I’m here stag.”

“Well if whoever should have asked you out didn’t, you’re better off without them,” you say.

“Why thank you,” she says. “I’m of similar opinion. But now I’ve found you, I’ve been charged with bringing you back to the action.”

“Oh shoot,” you say, snapping your fingers.

With Vikrama in your possession, or you in Vikrama’s, you get back to the dance at hand, diving through the outer rings to get to your kernel of a dance empire. You pick up where you left off, this time with a lot bigger audience. Or at least target audience – you haven’t laid out your game yet. Even if you don’t expect any crazy dance duels to go down, you still reap plenty of fun from keeping it cool and showing up everyone else.

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>>36916366

>>36921665

You see lots of people you know, everybody more pretty than you’ve ever seen them. Teachers and chaperones watch with varying degrees of entertainment or concealed disapproval at the party before them. Although, despite their lackluster intervention, some of the dancing’s getting a little uh. Forward. You can’t help but laugh at some of the things people call dancing.

Ro looks kind of put out by the inappropriateness, but does a good job of ignoring it. Following her lead, you do too.

Anyway, dancing’s it’s all about style, and the atmosphere of everything’s got you pumped. You could probably dance forever. Movement in the crowd slows. The beat of the last song’s dying down, and people are craning their necks to try to catch the start of the next number.

But it’s not a bass kick or mad synthisized riff that starts it off. It’s just a very calm guitar beat. “Honey you… are a rock,” comes the singer. It’s Coldplay.

Everywhere people start slow dancing and all that.

Baron pauses for a second, apparently trying to make up his mind about something. It doesn’t take him more than a second before he straightens his tie and turns to you. “Do you want to dance?” he asks.

>Pfft. This isn’t even dancing. It’s just couple cuddling.
>I want to see what’s left at the snack bar. Let’s go.
> It’s a dance. What do you think?
>Sure.
>Other (?)

>>36921698
>Sure.

>>36921698
>Sure.

>>36921698
>>Sure.

>>36921698
>>Sure.

>>36921698
>It’s a dance. What do you think?

>>36921698
>> It’s a dance. What do you think?

>>36921698
>duh.
>It's a dance. What do you think?
Dance with our man. Make sure we spin enough to keep watch on our surroundings. Maybe that will destract us enough from the lewdness of hand holding.

>>36921698
>It’s a dance. What do you think?
Then realise it's a slow dance and freak the fuck out

>>36921142
what do y'all think?
> It’s a dance. What do you think?
>Sure.

>>36921698
>sure

>>36921698
>>Pfft. This isn’t even dancing. It’s just couple cuddling.

>>36921698
And this is where Sierra's dancing skills fail, as someone scared of hugging, I doubt she's had any slow dance experience.

Cute awkwardness, and hopefully no crack bitching on the stress roll.

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>Chinese lesbian looks like Sierra
Well, I guess her skin would be darker, but you can't really tell that from the uncolored pics.

>>36922104
Man, pressed up against Baron's chest would be the best place to have a freakout.

>>36922153
Sierra was a blood, I expect her favored shoes to be Jordan's.
>>36922194
Preferably a non demonic freakout.

>>36922194
What happens if her forehead is against something when her glamour fails?

>>36922153
Pretty much how I pictured Sierra most of the time.

>>36922249
Her horns are on the side of her head, so nothing.

Baron reveals he's actually a navy seal and snaps Sierra's neck in his own freakout.

You look around at all the cuddling couples. You kind of don’t want to put yourself in that position, and yet, you kind of do. It’s not like Baron’s going to get all up in your grill. It shouldn’t be a problem. Not a problem at all. Just you and Baron, dancing. Yep. (+4 Stress: 39/100)

“Sure,” you say, a little less sure than you mean to sound. “I mean uh. It’s a dance, right? What do you think?” You try to put some attitude into the words to let Baron know you mean business.

“I think sure sounds good,” Baron says. Mustering his courage, he surprises you by taking a step forward and taking your hand in his, and puts the other on your waist.

You feel rigid, like you’re a little wooden carving or something. You attempt to affix your eyes on the red thing in Baron’s breast pocket and shut out any other sensations out of your mind. You try to stop noticing how freaking tall Baron is, but he’s so freaking tall. And he smells like Crest brand toothpaste and no-nonsense deodorant – probably something sporty for all the dancing. Good planning.

After a second’s confusion, you remember you need to do something with your other hand, the one not being contained by Baron’s. You maneuver it and manage to somehow get it moving away from your side toward Baron’s shoulder. Just a little further. And right… there. Yeah….

Baron’s voice threatens your concentration. “Are you… okay?”

>Yep.
>Just… just dance.
>Don’t say anything. You need to concentrate.
>Eh. Kind of uh. Never mind. (Abort)
>Dance, but keep as much distance as possible.
>Feign comfortableness.
>Other (?)

>>36922249
Her horns are on the side of her head and go backwards, curving up and down to protect the sides and a bit of the top of her head.

So it'd do nothing at all.

If she was positioned in such a way that the horns were "inside" someone when the glamour fell, we have no idea. Tossup between glamour being unable to fall if there isn't enough space, it taking a chunk out of the horns, it taking a chunk out of Baron, or it pushing Baron and Sierra apart as it manifests.

>>36922312
>Just… just dance.

>>36922312
>Just… just dance.

>>36922312
>>Just… just dance.

>>36922312
>Just… just dance.

>>36922312
>Just… just dance.
>Feign comfortableness.

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>>36922312
>I'M FINE

>>36922312
>Eh. Kind of uh. Never mind. (Abort)

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>>36922312
>Just… just dance.

>>36922153
That does seem fitting.

>>36922312
>Feign comfortableness.
>Yep.

>>36922312
>>Don’t say anything. You need to concentrate.
Game face

>>36922312
>>Just… just dance.
>>Feign comfortableness.

Roll some dice.

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>36922532

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>36922532

>>36922492
This.

>>36922532

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>36922532

>>36922547
pretty great roll, thanks for saving us from my 91.

>>36922547
Not bad.

Wasn't it a DC15 to hug Ro without freaking out too much? And doesn't she have one of the easier physical contact DCs because Sierra's closer to her than most other people?

28 probably isn't instadeath fail, but Sierra's gonna look stiff and uncomfortable like Baron's forcing her to dance at knifepoint.

>>36922600
That was a while ago, plus dat baron chest.

>>36922645
I really doubt we passed. To avoid freaking out completely, we should probably get away from the dancefloor and calm down.