>>44588977
"Uhhh hi. I'm Adrian and these our my friends. We don't mean you any harm. Please don't do what ever you are doing with that lightning."

Winning smile!

>>44589104
>our
are*

Really need to proofread.

>>44588977
"I'm Adrian, a human who has no idea where he is or what's going on. These are my friends who are in the same boat. Umm please don't same me tiny lady.

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>>44589104
>>44589205

“Uh…hi,” You offer as best as you can from your position on the floor. “I’m Adrian, and these guys are my friends. We don’t really have any idea what’s happening or where the heck we are, but we don’t mean you any harm. So…please don’t do whatever it is you plan to do with that lightning.”

In this sort of compromising situation, diplomacy was definitely their best option. While millions of questions are running through your head at the moment, particularly in reference to this…fairy’s existence, not getting a tanned hide takes top priority.

It seems to have paid off. The creature looks at you with what could best be described as surprised incredulity. Then, the sparks in her hands power down, fizzling out into a small vapor trail off of her tiny fingernails. You can physically feel Fitz and MacKay’s collective sigh of relief.

And then without any sort of warning whatsoever, the pixie starts laughing.

It’s not the kind of small chuckle or scoffing noise that most people tend to do. It’s all-out, gut-clenching, near-hysterical, “LMAO” laughter. You didn’t think it was possible for someone to actually roll on the floor –no, wait, in midair- and laugh their ass off.

“Wh-what an honest answer!” The fairy shrieks in-between gasping for breath. She isn’t floating in the air anymore as much as she’s doing wild aerial maneuvers with her wings. “You…you humans…never cease to amaze us! I…’please don’t hurt’…” She is unable to finish her sentence before another fresh wave of giggles overcomes her.

Is there a thing as succeeding too well?

Fitz and Mackay pick themselves off the ground, and help you up from your position. By the time you're standing on your own two feet again, the fairy seems to have subsided into quiet chuckles. Looks like she's more open to discussion than she was ten seconds ago.

>Write-in

>>44589671
Well glad I could give you a laugh. So who are you? What's going on? We going to run into anything else besides you and slimes?

>>44589671
"If you don't mind me asking what exactly are you Miss...?"

"Do you know whats going on here or what this place is?"

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>>44589756
>>44589758


I FUCKED UP. Pixie is supposed to be at least 1 foot in height.

“Glad to see I could give you a laugh,” You say politely, before moving onto the question that’s been burning a hole in your pocket. “So, if you don’t mind me asking, what exactly are you, Miss…?”

“Pixie!” She finishes for you, doing a little flip as she strikes a pose. “I’m a Pixie of the Fairy Clan. It’s nice to meet you all! I wouldn’t be surprised that you wouldn’t know what I am. We tend to stay away from humans for the most part.”

“…well, I suppose it’s nice to meet you, too,” Father MacKay offers with a hesitant smile on his face.

“Pinch me, I’m dreaming…” Fitz mutters to herself.

You continue, “So what’s the deal with those slime things we fought outside?”

At the mention of the slimes, Pixie makes a face. “Eugh. Don’t remind me. Nasty little things, those guys are. One would think that a botched demon summoning would do nothing but nooo…” she draws out the word, “These guys pop up instead. Do you know how hard it is to get Slime goo from out of your clothing? Takes forever, it does…”

>”Hold the phone…did you say demons?”
>”So what exactly are you doing here?”

>>44590125
>”Hold the phone…did you say demons?”

>>44590125
"Demon summoning? Those slimes were demons? They kind of seemed just like skeletons and goo. Not what I thought a demon would look like. I was expecting more horns and pitchforks."

>”So what exactly are you doing here?”

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>>44590195
>>44590233

MacKay seems to freeze up at the mention of demons, but Fitz’s only reaction is a deep frown on her face. As if reading your mind, she manages to beat you to the punch before you can pop the question proper. “…did you say demons?”

“Yeah, demons!” Pixie answers. “It’s what most people refer to as any supernatural creature, myself included. So you have werewolves, kobolds, goblins, minotaurs-“

“But…those slimes,” you interrupt her, holding up a hand to an indignant Fitz to keep her quiet. “Those were demons? They kind of seemed just like skeletons and goo. Not exactly what I thought a demon would look like. Truth be told, I was expecting more horns and pitchforks.”

Pixie doesn’t seem to take your interruption too badly. If anything she seems delighted that you’re asking questions. “Slimes aren’t considered to be true demons, mister. They’re just byproducts of a failed summoning and their usually virgin sacrifice, but they get an honorary treatment. Oh, but traditional demons exist too! Just be careful not to hang around them for too long. They smell too much like brimstone for my liking.”

…ignoring the casual mention of human sacrifice, you ask her, “So what exactly are you doing here?”

Here, she frowns. “You know, I don’t exactly remember myself. All I know is that I was taking a nap in the woods and then BAM! I wake up here. I was going to try to bust myself out of here, but I’d exhausted my mana because there were too many slimes. I was taking a nap to recover my magic when you guys woke me up.”

>Write-in.

>>44590714
Huh, seems like we have the same issue then. Wanna team up? Might figure out what's going on.

>>44590714
"Well would you like to come with us? We are trying to find a way out of here ourselves, hopefully finding some answers as to what happened."

>>44590714
>Pixie seems to be little Miss Setting Exposition...
Someone's gotta. I think she has that role in both Nocturne and Strange Journey.

>>44590765
>>44590762
>>44590714
Seconding

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>>44590762
>>44590765
>>44590907

An idea of either sheer brilliance or idiocy strikes you, but before you can voice it, your companions pull you aside. The looks on their faces seem to know exactly how your train of thought was going.

“Is that a wise course of action?” MacKay whispers into your ear. “She certainly doesn’t have either the aforementioned pitchforks or horns, but she is still a demon in her own words.”

“I would rather have her and that little spark of lightning on our side,” Fitz retorts, “Than on the other one. One shot of that thing might cook all the ammunition in my gun and on my belt. You’d have to scrape me off the wall.”

The priest looks aghast at that mental image, but he eventually relents. “A valid argument.” He turns to you. “I won’t stop you, but it is best to proceed with the utmost caution.”

With your friends’ advice taken into consideration, you return to the Fairy, who’s looking at all of you with a puzzled expression on her face.

“Would you like to come with us?” You ask her. “We’re also trying to find a way out of here. Hopefully with the two of us combined, we’ll be able to find some answers more quickly than just by ourselves.”

At your invitation, she visibly brightens up. “Really? I’d love to join you! It certainly beats having to wait around for my magic to recharge. And having some muscle around to deal with the heavier Slime is gonna be awesome!”

>Pixie has joined the party!

She flaps her wings and flies to hover over your shoulder. “Alright then, let’s get outta here!”

>We could use some more things. Search this room for more supplies.
>You have enough now. Let’s rendezvous with Victoria and Bradley.

>>44591232
>You have enough now. Let’s rendezvous with Victoria and Bradley.
We went over this place well enough. It was meager but we have first aid and better weapons.

>>44591232
>>We could use some more things. Search this room for more supplies.

>>44591232
>We could use some more things. Search this room for more supplies.
One more look over then we gotta move.

>>44591232
>>>We could use some more things. Search this room for more supplies.

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>>44591288
>>44591332
>>44591460

>General Pastebin: http://pastebin.com/u/TaskForceKaz

You all take a moment to search the room. This time, your investigation turns up:

>One bottle of painkillers.
>Three pocket first aid kits.
>Two rolls of bandages.
>Three bottles of hydrogen peroxide.
>16 headache medicine tablets

With the others holding on to the things you scrounged up earlier, you should be set to go. But just as you finish packing everything up, you can hear a scream from outside the room.

Victoria.

The three humans all share one collective look of fear before you all sprint out of the storage room, with Pixie trailing right behind you. Five tense seconds go by before you make it to the end of the hallway that the other two were guarding and turn the corner sharply.

Backed up against the wall, Brady is shielding Victoria as he clutches his left arm against his chest tightly. From the way he’s cursing at every slight movement and the splotch of purple running along his arm, it looks like it’s been broken. His other hand is holding Victoria’s broken mop handle threateningly at a large monster that’s slowly advancing on the two of them.

You were expecting a large number of slimes. What you see before you isn’t one.

It’s a furry creature, with the slavering head of a dog. It would have been quite the interesting sight if your friends weren’t in danger. Wearing crude armor, it holds a metal club in its hands, raised to bear against Brady and Victoria.

“Let me hit him first!” Pixie hurriedly whispers into your ear. “I can use a magical attack against it, then you follow up and whack it! It’s your call, Master!”

>Follow Pixie’s plan of attack.
>Write-in

>>44591692
>>>Follow Pixie’s plan of attack.

>>44591692
>Follow Pixie’s plan of attack.
Works for me.

>>44591692
>Follow Pixie’s plan of attack.

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>>44591705
>>44591721
>>44591771

You signal to the others to follow you as soon as Pixie hits the monster. “Do it now!” You whisper sharply.
At your command, Pixie holds her hands up, charging up a small orb of crackling electricity. With a cry, she brings it down in the direction of the monster. “Zio!”

A bolt of lightning races through the air, and makes a direct impact on the monster’s backside. The scent of ozone and singed fur fills your nose as the creature howls in agony. Its attention breaks away from Brady and Victoria and switches to the direction that the spell came from. Pure hatred emanates from both its bloodshot eyes and snarling mouth as it sees Pixie.

“Now!” You shout.

You, Fitz, and MacKay leap from your positions and charge the slavering demon. You swing your pipe directly at its midsection, hoping that given its humanoid appearance, it should have its kidneys somewhere in the general direction of your attack.

>Roll 1d100 to hit.
>Roll 1d10 for damage.

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>44591966
Ez hit

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>44591966
To hit

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>44591966
YHVH help us hit!

Rolled 4 (1d10)

>>44592013
>>44591966
And damage
(if we get a hit.)

Rolled 4 (1d10)

>>44591966
Mastema bless my dice

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>44591966
Shock result!

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>>44591979
>>44592013
>>44592036

You derive a small amount of savage satisfaction when you hear the meaty thunk of your weapon drive into the soft flesh of the monster.

>>44592037
>>44592066
>>44592095

Unfortunately, your individual attack doesn't seem to have done much damage. Thankfully, you weren't the only one attacking.

MacKay seems to have done better, though. His stainless steel pipe seems to have broken something, given the nasty-sounding crunch that it made when it smacked into the demon's ribcage.

Fitz isn't having any of it either. The muzzle of her gun is directly aimed upwards into it's chest. With a shout of "DIE MOTHERFUCKER!", she shoots it three times, taking care to make sure the bullets' exit path doesn't stray towards any of you.

Sure they stole your thunder, but that's what friends are for. Helping you kick the shit out of a demon hell-bent on killing your wounded companions.

But it doesn't look like that the monster isn't done any time soon. Blood spilling out of its gaping maw, it swings its club directly at you in one last, defiant strike.

>Roll d100 to Block/Dodge

So it says on the pastebin that we own Pixie right now but we don't really have a summoning app, so technically she is just following us around of her own will right?

>>44592390

Yep. That's the gist of it.

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>44592387
D Fence!

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>44592387

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Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>44592387

>>44592452
that must be one tiny jack

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>>44592557
Or a human sized Pixie.

>>44592582
ludicrous. impossible.

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Best Daughterfu, when?

>>44592724
I love how that was an actual mount in Imagine.

>>44592699
I'd bet Super powered Demifiend Pixie can do whatever the hell she wants. She's stronk.

>>44592745
Best Mount. I would just walk around all the time with that on.

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>>44592412
>>44592442
>>44592452

It was a desperate, last-ditch attack to begin with, so you manage to dodge it with relative ease. As soon as the monster’s weapon clears your head, you hear the sound of flesh being perforated before the sight of a broken mop handle bursts out of its chest.

Brady’s doing his best to not scream in pain as Victoria helps him keep the weapon embedded within the demon. It shudders terrifically as it struggles against the sudden impalement, but it’s no good. With a rasping, final breath, it drops to the floor like a rag doll, twitching in its death throes.

The abrupt sound of a gunshot momentarily startles you, as does the sudden hole in the monster’s skull. Fitz clicks the safety on her gun as she holsters it back into her side. When you all look at her, she shrugs. “Just wanted to make sure.”

>Gained a Level!
>You are now Level 3!
>The party is now Level 3!
>You may now control demons equal to or less than your current level.

With that done, Brady collapses against Victoria, who worriedly lowers him against the wall. All of you form a rough circle around the wounded programmer. Medical procedures run through your head as you pull out the supplies you picked up from the last room.

“You certainly took yer sweet time,” Brady remarks past his gritted teeth. “But I s’pose that it’s better to be late than never – who the ‘ell is that?”

He points his good arm to Pixie. Victoria also has a look of surprise on her face, with her mouth in a complete “O” shape as Pixie hovers beside your shoulder.

>Calm response. “Guys, this is our new friend. Pixie, meet Victoria and Brady. Now hold still...”
>Dry response. “We just wanted to make sure that the tea was nice and hot, your lordship.”

>>44592787
>Calm response. “Guys, this is our new friend. Pixie, meet Victoria and Brady. Now hold still...”

I could appreciate snark in the last situation we talked to him but not now.

>>44592787
>>Calm response. “Guys, this is our new friend. Pixie, meet Victoria and Brady. Now hold still...”

>>44592787
>>Calm response. “Guys, this is our new friend. Pixie, meet Victoria and Brady. Now hold still...”
Pat Pixie on the head, pray we don't need an Intaglio to touch her.

>>44592787
>Calm response. “Guys, this is our new friend. Pixie, meet Victoria and Brady. Now hold still...”

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>>44592812
>>44592814
>>44592819
>>44593153

Had to go grab some dinner.

“Guys, this is our new friend, Pixie.” You gesture to her, and she does her little routine pose again, accompanied with a little giggle. “Pixie, meet Victoria and Bradley. Now hold still…”

Brady was lucky. The noise that the demon’s club made when it hit the ground implied that any hit he took could have been a whole lot worse. But at any rate, while the bone isn’t pushing through the skin, his arm still needs treatment.

There isn’t any bleeding, so using somewhat clean debris was alright in this scenario. Within a few minutes of fussing over him regarding cutting the sleeve of his left arm (“It’s my best suit!”), you manage to fashion a makeshift splint to keep his arm in place out of two rolls of bandages and some broken plywood. Good think you took that survival extra credit course that your university was offering.

You shake out two small white painkillers into the palm of your hand. “Can you dry swallow?”

He grimaces as you hand him the pills. “Guess I’ll have to.” He pops them out of their wrapping and tosses them into his mouth. His face contorts into a grimace. “Sweet Mother o’ Christ, that was awful. Er, no offense, Father,” he quickly amends.

MacKay sighs, giving him a rueful smile. “Considering what just happened, you certainly have enough reason to take the Lord’s name in vain. Just try not to do it in front of me.”

“Will do, preacher.”

“So…this is actually a Pixie?” Victoria asks, looking at the fairy hovering over your shoulder with wide eyes. “I didn’t think that they actually existed!”

>Thoroughly brief Brady and Victoria. Bring them up to speed as to what happened.
>Keep it short and simple. We’re still trying to get out of here as fast as possible.

>Take Kobold's metal club?

>>44593481
>Keep it short and simple. We’re still trying to get out of here as fast as possible.
>Take Kobold's metal club?

>>44593481
>>Keep it short and simple. We’re still trying to get out of here as fast as possible.
>>Take Kobold's metal club?

>>44593481
>>Keep it short and simple. We’re still trying to get out of here as fast as possible.
"Didn't know walking dogs existed either."

>Take Kobold's metal club?
Yes

>>44593481
>>Thoroughly brief Brady and Victoria. Bring them up to speed as to what happened.

>>Take Kobold's metal club?

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>>44588977
>Persona 2129
>Devil Summoner: London - 2nd Cycle
>A third SMT quest
>mfw

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>>44593693

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>>44593492
>>44593513
>>44593552

“Pixies exist, as well as other supernatural creatures,” You quickly explain as you help Brady up. He doesn’t seem to be in shock. He’ll be alright for a few hours until he needs to pop more pills into his system. “That…”
“Kobold!” Pixie supplies for you.

“Thank you. That ‘Kobold’ is one of them. Those slime things? Byproduct of a failed demon summoning. Now, as much as I’d like to tell you more, we still need to get out of here as fast as we can.”

“What the,” Brady sputters, “You can’t just tell us that…that demons exist and leave it at that!”

Fitz sighs and butts in. “Look, we promise to fill
you in later. Now stow it and get a move on.”

Victoria seems to be conflicted, but nods in understanding. “That’s a promise that I’m going to hold you to. It’s all taking a while to sink in!”

As everyone makes ready to leave, you pick up the weapon that the monster dropped. It’s significantly heavier than your steel pipe, but you can tell that it’s going to pack quite the punch. Fitz takes your pipe with a nod of thanks. “Only got two magazines, not countin’ the one in my gun. Maybe the taser’ll do some more damage, but it’s only got three shots. I’ll use it at either my or your discretion.”

With that, you all set off from the damaged unit, once again with yourself and your new piece in the lead.

>Continue towards the stairs
>Other

>>44594336
>Continue towards the stairs
Now are below or above ground...

>>44594336
>>Continue towards the stairs

>>44594336

>Continue towards the stairs

>>44594336
>Continue towards the stairs

>>44593693
Yeah, that was my reaction, too.

>>44593718
But that one was uncalled for.

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Reminder.

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>>44594542
I know its a joke image, but I always get a kick out of the lawfag saying

>Chaos always leads to the strong oppressing the weak and impressing their beliefs on those below them.
>Impressing their beliefs on those below them.

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>>44594362
>>44594411
>>44594423
>>44594452

Your party goes to follow the arrows pointing towards the stairwell, once again keeping your senses sharp for any sort of disturbance in the air. The trip is relatively uneventful, save for the constant drone of the klaxon that won’t shut the fuck up. But at any rate, you make it to the stairwell without any further incident.

It looks like that wherever you are, the building designers only planned on making five floors. But at any rate, it looks like you’re in the basement of the hospital. Specifically, B4 out of B1, which then has 1. That’s certainly an unorthodox building design to model a hospital around, but it certainly explained the lack of windows.

But then you hit an unexpected roadblock. You make it as far to B2 before the stairs ahead are blocked. It looks like a part of the ceiling collapsed, completely obstructing any sort of progress you can do. Clearing the rubble is out of the question.

With that said, the floor plan said that there was another set of stairs on the other side of B2, and the door is completely unhindered. Hopefully the next flight of stairs are still fully functional.

>Roll d100 for Perception

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>44594926
Mastema help us

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>44594926

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>44594926

>>44594953
no

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>>44594953
>>44594968
>>44594993

You can barely pick up something on the other side of the door. Holding your hand up for everyone to stop moving, you carefully press your ear against the grain of the wood.

Over the sound of the alarm, you can hear the sound of something shambling around and muttering to itself in a guttural voice. “…sO…hUnGRy…pREta…NeEd…mEaT…”

Well that isn't disturbing at all.

When you relay the information back to the others, Pixie decides to chime in. “Sounds like a Preta demon, Master. They’re relatively weak by themselves, but when they travel in packs, they become harder to fight. Normally, I would advise you to kick the stuffing out of it in case it calls for help, but here’s a rare chance to try and get another demon on our side.”

Brady looks confused. “How?”

“Demon negotiation! It’s kind of like what the others did earlier with me, expect you gotta stay on your toes just in case you say something wrong. You can get all sorts of things from talking to demons. Like items, money, or even one to join your group!”

MacKay looks no small amount of perturbed at the thought of negotiating with demons, while the others seem intrigued at varying levels of interest.

You take a moment to consider the pros and cons of Pixie’s advice…

>Attempt negotiations.
>Attack on sight.

>>44595371
>Preta
NOPE
>Attack on sight.

>>44595371
>Attempt negotiations.

>>44595371
>Attack on sight.
Unless we can negotiate with Dark demons and even then I support killing Pretas as a matter of principle.

>>44595371
>gib macca pl0x
Nah.
>Attack on sight.

>>44595371
>Attack on sight.
nopenope, not a Preta

>>44595371
>>Attack on sight.
Ehh second thought.
"Maybe not the one shambling around like a zombie looking for meat Pixie."

At least we don't have to fear getting macca beam'd.

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>>44595397
>>44595465
>>44595507
>>44595516
>>44595530

"Erm...," You begin, "Don't take this the wrong way, but there's something off-putting about recruiting the demon that's hungry for meat."

MacKay nods sagely. "Indeed. Considering the fact that none of us have any food on us, we may end up being our new friend's next meal should we take him into our company."

Pixie shrugs. "You're the boss. So we're gonna attack it?"

"Yep." You take a few test swings of the Kobold's club. Yeah, that's gonna leave a mark.

You burst through the door, catching the demon by surprise. It's an ugly creature, with purple skin stretched too tight over exposed ribs, and a head shaped like a distended eggplant. And the smell...

It takes a brief second for you to get your gag reflex under control. You've disected dead things before, so you're well used to the stench of decaying and/or rotten flesh. The same can't be said for everyone. Except for Fitz, with obvious reasons.

You take a swing at it's exposed skull...

>Ambush gets you a guaranteed hit
>Roll 1d10 + 6 (for Kobold Club) + 5 (for Surprise)
>Have Pixie follow up with Zio? Y/N

Rolled 10 + 6 (1d10 + 6)

>>44595841
Y

Rolled 7 + 11 (1d10 + 11)

>>44595841
Rolling
>Have Pixie follow up with Zio? Y/N
If the thing is still kicking after we hit it, Y

>>44595858
Though with that 10...

>>44593718
>>44594517

I don't get it. Is this some kind of inside joke?

>>44595872
Not really. Seeing that much money dropped is a terrible thing.

>>44595872
Dank maymays from /smtg/

Rolled 5 + 11 (1d10 + 11)

>>44595841

Mothman endured

Rolled 10 + 11 (1d10 + 11)

>>44595841

>>44595858
>>44595980
If modifiers don't matter we just murdered it.
If they do, we still murdered it.

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>>44595868
>>44595911
>>44595980

There’s a very satisfying THUNK that your new club makes when it comes into direct contact with the Preta demon’s skull. The impact sends the demon’s head reeling violently as its neck breaks, spinning in a near perfect one-hundred eighty degrees before collapsing onto the ground.

You consider having Pixie fry the thing with a whatever she called it…zio? A Zio spell. Yeah. Well, you don’t really need to do that now. Demon or not, that thing has a broken neck, disregarding the grey fluid leaking out of its ears and eyes. That’s not gonna be getting up any time soon.

Fitz and MacKay shoot you approving nods as Victoria flashes you a thumbs up from her position while holding her nose shut tight. “One hit kill!” She whisper-shouts in glee. It comes out in a very nasal tone. “Very nice!”

Brady makes his way over to the corpse, and nudges it with his foot. “Okay, this is more or less what I had in mind when you said that demons existed. I mean…look at ‘im. ‘es one real ugly motha…”

You tune him out as you take account of your surroundings...

>Roll d100 Perception

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>44596278

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>44596278
WE SEE EVERYTHING

Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>44596278
"Apparently 'demon' is a catch all term for supernatural entity."

Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>44596278

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>>44596297
>>44596308
>>44596334

You can hear them. And judging from the way MacKay paled, he apparently heard them too. Footsteps pattering from above the ceiling, soft sounds against a metal surface, barely audible above the alarm.
But they aren’t alone. The staccato beat of their steps are accompanied by the sound of harsh whispers, an almost sutra-like chant that repeats itself.

“tOoK tHe BaiT”

“YEs tHeY dID”

“fOoLIsh humans”

“fReSH mEAt”

“INtO tHe tRAp”

“tHe jAWs ClOSe sHUt”

“wELcOmE tO OuR dOMaiN”

There’s at least five. Probably more than that. Their voices all sound the same, but the number of footsteps he heard making noise give you a solid number.

>Write-in

>>44596559
Pixie these the same things? If yes look for a way around.

>>44596559
Airvents would form a faraday cage, so zio is a nogo. We can really just wait for them to drop and smash them as they come.

>Let them attack
>zio the SECOND petra that falls in
>smash the first as it lands
>smash the third as it lands
>back up
>spray and pray

>>44596638
I think the only way is up. We are at the stairwell and the other one is blocked off.

>>44596559
Wait we are in the room before the stairwell right. Can't we go into the stairwell and barricade the door and then just go up while they are milling around in the vents on the lower floor?

>>44596703

The Preta was in the corridor adjacent to the stairwell. All of you moved into B2 proper from the stairs when you charged and smashed its head open.

>>44596737
So yeah. Lets quickly go into the stairwell and head up to B1 or Ground floor, barricade the door behind us.

>>44596779
>>44596737
To clarify I mean the stairwell we were going to. Unblocked off stairwell.

>>44596834

That's going to be a very mad, desperate dash to the opposite side of the floor.

Let's ambush them.

>>44596858
Yeah see, I was confused on the distance. I wasn't sure if we made our way right next to 'unblocked' stairwell or we only just left 'blocked' stairwell.

Alright, ambush their ambush. Get ready for them.

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>>44596666
>>44596893
>>44596905

“I’m going to tell you something, and I don’t want you to scream…” You slowly begin. “We’ve kind of stepped into a demonic ambush. Like…remember the movie Aliens? It’s not as nearly as bad, but we’re still in deep shit.”

“There are more of those…Preta demons coming through the vents,” MacKay bluntly explains, keeping a nervous eye to the ceiling. “I don’t know how long it’s going to take for them to get here, but they’ll be on us within the minute.”

Pixie and Brady look very horrified while Fitz just pulls out her pistol, flicking the safety of her pistol to the off position. “Well that isn’t good!” Victoria says with a tone of alarm in her voice. “What’s the plan?”

“We got two options,” You say. “Run as fast as we can to the other side of the floor, or stand and fight. We’d stand a better chance if we face their ambush with one of our own, and we’re less exposed here than if we started flat-out running.”

“Then that settles it,” Fitz calmly says as she checks the magazine of her pistol. “The fucker’s won’t know what hit them. Stand and fight.”

“Whatever option gets me to a proper hospital sooner and not the bloody morgue,” Brady mutters. The flashlight in his hands shakes slightly as he aims the LED beam across the hallway. “I’ll stand and-”

There’s a terrible noise, like the sound of something grinding harsly against metal. Three feet away from you, the ceiling breaks open and a Preta demon drops down onto the floor. It braces against the tile floor before it throws itself at you with a cry of “mEaT!!!”

>Roll d100 to Dodge/Block
>Have Pixie use Zio for the duration of fight? Y/N

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Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>44597240
>Have Pixie use Zio for the duration of fight? Y/N
Very much Y. We need all damage in this fight.

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>44597240
Y

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>44597240
YHVH please help our dice

>>44597240
>Y

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This might sting a bit.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BGORm3P0F1w

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>>44597272
>>44597276
>>44597295

Yeah, that's gonna leave a mark

You’re unable to move your weapon fast enough. The Preta’s claws rend through the flesh of your left arm, leaving a set of bleeding marks across the skin. By no means is it a life-threatening injury, but it hurts like a mother.

>-4 HP

“Master!” Pixie cries. The sudden scent flash of light and the burning tang of ozone in your mouth inform you that your fairy blasted the Preta with a lightning spell. The purple demon flies back, twitching and convulsing on the floor before Fitz puts three bullets inside of its skull and torso.

“Eight shots left till I run out!” She shouts, as she blasts another that comes down from the hole. “Scratch that, three more! Cover me when I reload!”

Brady drives his impromptu spear into the chest of the Preta, once, twice, three times, that Fitz shot. Just as he’s about to move in for a fourth attack, the ceiling above him gives way and a Preta jumps on his back. The Englishman screams as the demon’s teeth sink into his shoulder.

“Brady!” You and Victoria shout. She grabs her weapon and, with a “HIYA!” smashes it in the back of the demon’s skull. Both man and demon go tumbling down onto the floor. Before you can move in and help them, the priest blocks you path.

“Focus on your end!” MacKay shouts, as he fends off another of the scavengers with his weapon. He swings at an oncoming maw, catching it as one would swing a golf club. It and a good portion of its teeth sail in the air for a good three seconds before it comes crashing onto the ground a fair distance away. “We’ve got this covered!”

You return your attention to the hole. One of the demons is in the process of dropping down, with half of its bloated body sticking out from the hole.

>Guaranteed hit. The demon is stuck.
>Roll 1d10 + 6 for Damage.

Rolled 5 + 6 (1d10 + 6)

>>44597712

Rolled 6 + 6 (1d10 + 6)

>>44597712
It's like a piñata

Rolled 9 + 6 (1d10 + 6)

>>44597712
Get rekt.

Rolled 70 + 6 (1d100 + 6)

Hastur!

>>44597773
Ah fuck. I added an extra zero. Wouldn't have gotten in anyway.

Pascal>Pixie

>>44597835
Pascal is one of a kind.

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>>44597723
>>44597736
>>44597739

When you celebrated your tenth birthday, your parents got you this papier-mâché piñata from the local grocery store. It was some kind of multi-colored beast of burden, either a donkey or a mule. It could’ve even been a llama, from what you remember from that National Geographic documentary you watched out of boredom.

At any rate, the thing had been stuffed to the brim with candy, to the point where one swing of the baseball bat sent at least a quarter of the sweets spilling out of the hole you made. You remember fondly of that day as you violently swing the Kobold Club at the Preta’s exposed midsection.

Just like that piñata, the demon violently disgorges the contents of its stomach as it falls to the ground. From the way many of its broken ribs are protruding from its skin, you’re fairly confident that you’ve damaged several major organs. Yeah, you definitely did, what with the way blood leaks out of its mouth alongside the bile.

A blast of lightning turns its head into a smoldering ruin. Pixie hovers towards you, a look of deep concern on her face. “Master, are you alright?”

>”I could be doing better what with this gash on my arm…”
>”Compared to Brady, I think I’m somewhat alright…”

>>44597901
>>”Compared to Brady, I think I’m somewhat alright…”

>>44597901
>”Compared to Brady, I think I’m somewhat alright…”
Lets go patch Brady then ourselves.

>>44597901
>”Compared to Brady, I think I’m somewhat alright…”

>>44597901
>You remember fondly of that day as you violently swing the Kobold Club at the Preta’s exposed midsection.
ah yes, the first steps to madness, typical for an smt protag

>>”Compared to Brady, I think I’m somewhat alright…”

>>44597901
>Compared to Brady, I think I'm alright.

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>>44597929
>>44597984
>>44597987
>>44597988
>>44598011

Pixie purses her lips before speaking, “If you’d like, I can heal Brady.” At your stupefied expression, she continues, “I have healing magic. Wait...you mean to say that I never told any of you?”

You cough violently, and try to keep the irritated tone out of your voice. “No, you didn’t exactly do that.”

The look on her face is an odd combination of mollification and embarrassment. “Um…do you want me to change my combat style? I can alternate between lightning and healing spells for the remainder of the fight if you want…”

>Yes. But heal Brady first, and then patch me up after him.
>No. Keep using Lightning. We can heal Brady later.

>>44598194
>Yes. But heal Brady first, and then patch me up after him.

>Yes

>>44598194
Heal Brady

>>44598194
>Yes. But heal Brady first, and then patch me up after him.

Internally groan that all your medical expertise just took a nose dive at the introduction of healing magic.

>>44598234
Seconded. It's always nice to add some extra roleplay.

>>44598234
Hopefully we can learn to use magic unlike dumb marine.

>>44598194
>No. But heal Brady first, he's pretty badly hurt.

>>44598277
Dumb Marine was a good vending machine though.

>And you get a Bead, And you get Bead!

>>44598277
Who from where?

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>>44598416
Pssst. Kid. Eat this. It'll be fine.

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>>44598205
>>44598220
>>44598231
>>44598234

You have a considerably hard time keeping your eyebrow from twitching at this casual mention of healing magic. “…yes, go heal Brady and alternate your spells. But make sure you take care of this…” You point to the gash on your arm, “After you fix his shoulder.”

Pixie brightens up at the new job you gave her. “You got it! You won’t be disappointed in me, Master!” With a little twirl, she flies towards the downed Englishman, who seems to have gotten the Preta off him and is now cursing up a veritable British storm.

“Cover me while I reload!” Fitz snaps as she drops an empty magazine onto the floor. "Reloading!"

A demon jumps at her exposed backside, but a punt from MacKay sends it careening and screaming through a broken window. “You’re clear!” The priest shouts.

The way she reloads her gun is a well practiced motion. She did it without even looking downwards at her waist.

Another Preta drops down from the hole in the cieling, this time without a distended stomach. You don’t even give it time to pounce as you swing your club at it. Something’s gotta take the brunt of your anger for invalidating seven plus years of studying to become a doctor with the introduction of healing magic.

>Roll d100 to hit.

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>44598488
Mastema told me this will hit.

Rolled 97 (1d100)

Hastur!

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Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>44598488
Healing magic~

Window? Aren't we underground?

>>44598532

*Hospital room window. My bad.

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>>44598519
Good job

>>44598519
Praise the King in Yellow!

>>44598553
No prob. I just wanted clarity.

>>44598519
This is the second time you called him. Don't you dare.

>>44598589
I'd bust a gut laughing if calling him a third time gets us a nat 1.

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>>44598519
>>44598573
>>44598589

Be thankful that he's only been stated as a Persona and not as a full demon.

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>>44598506
>>44598519
>>44598521

There's something oddly cathartic about smashing the head of a demon into the ground. Modern studies are showing that the feeling may not actually exist, or that it may have adverse effects in the future.

But whatever. You're considerably less angry than you were a few seconds ago.

You take one last, long look at the Preta, just to make sure you hit it hard enough...

>Roll d10 + 6 for Damage.

Rolled 4 + 6 (1d10 + 6)

>>44598706

Rolled 9 + 6 (1d10 + 6)

>>44598706
WE ARE THE LAW

Rolled 4 + 6 (1d10 + 6)

>>44598706
Hastur

Rolled 4 (1d10)

>>44598706
AMELIA GUIDE MY DICE

FOR REAL THIS TIME

>>44598735
4 is death. Thrice called he brings death!

>>44598732
Damn right we are

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>>44598622
You're in for a treat in London.

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>>44598819

>>44598844
>casualry

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>>44598844

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>>44598720
>>44598732
>>44598735

Aside from the occasional twitch, which are just neurons firing blindly…if demons had neurons, but that’s beside the point. Death throes aside, you’re fairly confident that it’s dead. From the way its skull is completely staved in, you have little doubt that it’s not going to be getting up anytime soon.

But at any rate, you feel a light tingling sensation in your arm. With wide eyes, you watch as the gashes on your arm begin to close, without any sort of stitches or bandage. By the time the last wound has closed, the only proof of their existence a series of faded scars that are sure to disappear within two week’s time.

Pixie stands…hovers in the air right beside you, a triumphant look on her face. “I finished setting Brady’s shoulder, and his arm is well on the way to being functional within the minute!”

You look back at the others. Surrounding them are at least seven Preta corpse, some of them partially charred and/or riddled with bullet holes. Fitz is keeping guard with her pistol out. Brady is being supported by Victoria and MacKay, and aside from a slightly pale shade of his face, is otherwise fine.

You smirk internally. Healing magic can’t replace blood loss! He’ll need to have a transfusion, the process of which you know how to do!

“So how’d I do, Master?” Pixie asks you.

>Write-in

>>44599006
*Sigh* "You did good kid. And this is coming from a doctor."

>>44599006
Pat her head gently
"You are very helpful"

>>44599006
Totally amazing. I can't thank you enough.

>>44599006
>Nice job, Pix.

>>44599006
Did good Pixie ya did good.

>>44599006
>amazing, we couldn't have done it without you
was about to say more, but then it sounded less like an ultimate Pixie joke and more like a pick-up line

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>>44599036
>>44599041
>>44599046
>>44599052
>>44599061

You manage to reign in your pride as a medical student and flash your demon with a smile. "You did very well, amazing even. I can't possibly thank you enough."

She's positively preening underneath the attention. "Really?! Thanks, Master!"

You chuckle as you pat her on the head. "Ya did good. Really good."

*AHEM*

You turn to look at the rest of your party, who's collective looks are ranging from trepidation, embarrassment, twitching eyebrows, and an odd combination of all three facial traits.

Oddly enough, it seems that Victoria doesn't seem to have any problem with your display of approval. Maybe it's an Asian thing?

>Write-in

>>44599200
"Well shall we get the hell out of here?"

>>44599200
Don't mind them, Pixie. They're just jealous that they aren't your master.

>>44599227
This is good

>>44599200
"Reward given when due.....Yeah, lets get out of here"

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>>44599227
>>44599269

You roll your eyes. “Well shall we get the hell out of here?”

“Oh yes!” Victoria says, and marches up to you. “I can’t wait to get back to the surface!”

One by one, the rest of your team slowly follows suit and falls into formation. Fitz keeps muttering to herself about checking a list of some kind. MacKay keeps a very wary eye on you, and Brady is completely avoiding all eye contact.

>>44599255

“They’re just jealous that they aren’t your master,” you stage-whisper to Pixie, who giggles in response to that.

>You are now Level 4!
>The party is now Level 4!
>You may now control demons that are equal to or less than your current level!

>Pixie has leveled up!
>Pixie is now Level 3!
>Pixie learned (Seduce)!

With the dead Pretas to your back, the five of you plus Pixie locate the next set of stairs and march on up to the first floor. However, when you try to open up the door, you find that it’s stuck fast. You frown, calling Fitz over to try and help you force it open.

Even with both of you combined, you’re still unable to open the door or even get it to budge a single inch.

“Maybe it has something to do with that?” Victoria points towards the railing.

You’re an idiot. How could you possibly miss the keycard slot? The damn thing’s LED was flashing [Lockdown Initiated. An Administrative Card is required to Exit the facilities] in big, bold red letters.

Thankfully, a nearby floor plan points out that the main offices are on B1. That’s your best bet to finding the Administrative Card.

Cursing and groaning, the party descends one floor down to B1. You find yourself standing at yet another relatively plain-looking set of doors.

>Roll d100 Perception

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>44599478

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>44599478
>Pixie learned (Seduce)!
Oh gawd what

>>44599502

Demon negotiation skill. Essentially, you get any demon that's learned that skill (even a god-ugly one like Oni) to try and Seduce the enemy into joining your party.

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>44599519
>>44599478
Now I am imagining an Oni trying to seduce something.

>>44599532
Quick! Somebody drawfag this!

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>>44599499
>>44599502
>>44599532

Last one and we'll call it a night

You can hear…something on the other side of the door, but you aren’t quite sure what it is. The only thing you know for certain is whatever it is, it likes tapping the wall and that it smells of rich, open soil.

Pixie seems to know who it is, though. “Oohh! That’s a Knocker on the other side! So remember when I said that you should practice negotiating with demons? Trust me when I say that these guys are friendlier than the Preta demons, and less inclined towards violence…except in the name of pranks, but that’s beside the point. Trust me when I say that this should go smoother than trying to talk to a Preta.”
Your party has a quick moment to consult each other.

“I grew up listenin’ to stories about Brownies,” Brady inputs. “Knocker’s aren’t just a pair of ti…erm, they’re the alternative to what my cousin in Wales grew up listening to. ‘sides, should push come to shove, we could just as easily kill it.”

MacKay wipes his forehead with the sleeve of his clothes before speaking, “Given what we’ve experienced thus far, anything would be preferable to a Preta. Especially a…demon from a children’s fairy tale…” He trails off seemingly unsure.

Fitz and Victoria share a similar opinion. “Go ahead, but if it attacks us, I’ll smash it/shoot it.”

>Begin negotiations.
>Attack on sight.

Good session guys

>>44599751
>>Begin negotiations.

>>44599751
>Begin negotiations.

>>44599751

>Begin negotiations.

Hope knocker wont knocked pixie when she cast seduce

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>>44599751
>begin negotiations

Thanks for running, Kaz.

>>44599803
Thanks for running.

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>>44599804
>>44599817


No problem. Hope you guys had a great time.

>>44599751
>Begin negotiations.
these guys are pretty cool. maybe hold off on the seduce and start things off with some puns