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label die_intro:
Nymph "Pffffahaha! How charming, not like you have a choice."
Shaman "If it shall not rise to perform, the prelude ends with the assertion of the self."
Nymph "What? No! At least let me keep it in the garden."
Insect "Ha! Yes! Bite the hand that taunts you."
Nymph "Shut it."
Shaman "Shut it must, I close the veil for thee, human. Find peace before death does you."

"The figures become blurs that blend into the night."
"You are alone again, unsure if those were delusions from your dying brain."
"It does not matter, you no longer have the strength to fill your lungs with air."
"There is panic as you fight the invisible hands that hold your throat."
"The sky becomes even more distant. You try to move, to escape this fate."
"You taste blood, and it's the last thing that remains certain as you plunge into darkness."
"Your story ends before it even properly began."

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Hello, this might be a little different. I’m making a visual novel, but I’m stuck. So to motive myself to write and make sure its not garbage I’m making a quest out of it. There is a lot written but not 100% by far. So I would appreciate if you pointed out mistakes, plot holes and the likes.

So something you need to vote now is how do you want the post’s to be.
From choice to choice (Will select default dialog for minor things and you will things that have an impact in the story.)
OR from story beat to story beat (Smaller updates but you will interact with the characters more and everything will be more personalized. This intro post is an example of how that would look like.)

Also Visible stats or not? They are Humanity and Freedom, they wont be visible in the visual novel because I don’t want players focusing on the numbers going up or down. But I guess you can choose.

Yes, the finish visual novel will be free and yes, I will add all of you to the credits if you want.

>>6396397
>"How about paid worker, with an exit clause that allows for permanent life retention, and of course you save my life..."

>>6396399
Choice to choice works for now.

>>6396397
>>6396401 +1, we are a modern wagie.

>>6396399
>Choice to Choice

>>6396399
Also, I'm in favor of visual stats.

>>6396399
how many endings are planned?

>>6396399
No AI used, right?
Also
>Visible Stats

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>>6396524
7
Unless you count the ones where you ask to break the contract and you die becouse of it.

>>6396529
In the art? No, I steal references but I draw them on paper.
I havent been on this board in 2 years. Is that normal now? fuck.

>>6396557
No I mean AI to write. And AI sucks so if you're not using it your good in my book

>>6396397
>>"Help me..."

>>6396557
Is this the QM from Last Few Fey and I'm a Demon?

>>6396576
The art does remind me of that. I kind of miss Pony Phil(?) and his doppel

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>>6396561
No, I'm not using AI to write. The formating is weird becouse I'm copypasting from the Renpy code.

>>6396576
>>6396594
Yeah, I'm that QM.
Sorry for flaking on "I'm a Demon?".
For the last thread, the story's focus became too much.
Too many moving parts, too many variables to prepare in advance, plus the art... I burned out.

I think. My memory's a bit fuzzy.

I understand if you guys are mad about it.

>>6396608
No prob at all, glad you're back!

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>"How about paid worker, with an exit clause that allows for permanent life retention, and of course you save my life..."

Insect "You are a tool, in all senses now."
Nymph "Look at you, making jokes! This human is doing wonders already."
Shaman "To payment time immortal. Death shall be restrained while family you remain."
Insect "Stop gilding the chains and give him a proper answer."
"The creature with a human face blew a raspberry."
Nymph "Let the guy cook. He is VERY old school."


"The voices become distant as the cold sinks into your bones."
"You cannot seem to be able to grasp the world again, and so you are left adrift."
"Heavy eyelids slowly blanket your world, the howling wind lost beneath the bickering of the fae."
"You fall unconscious."

...


"You woke up on a floor. No blanket. No bed. Just the taste of copper on your tongue."
"For a moment, you expected to find yourself still inside the wreck. To be greeted by the warmth of the fire."
"Light came through a window, tainted yellow by the curtains."
"You got up, and everything hurt. You were covered in mud and blood, your shirt broken to reveal a jagged wound in your chest."
"You drag your fingers across it"
"You don't know what the fae did to you, but no longer have a pulse."

"You stepped outside, and you were greeted by the nightmare again. Barely hiding at the edge of the green, they pointed towards work."
"You obeyed and the days bled together. Each morning you woke up in that cabin, the wound never healing, making coffee from a tin that never seemed to empty."
"Using uniform that didn't belong to you, yet it fit. The forest greeted you with birdsong or silence most of the time."
"The task were simple and pointless. Clearing paths that lead to nowhere, kicking down snares set by no one, marking some trees with symbols that vanished by morning."
"You never saw another person in all that time. No hikers, no hunters, no sign of civilization. Sometimes you though you heard some voice, but always too distant to track."
"The fae came and went, the Shaman and the Nymph instructing some tasks, the Insect only watched from afar."
"You started to think this was designed to drive you mad, then came the girl in the mirror and you figured you already were."
"First it was a blur in the bathroom glass, then a shape. One day her face was just there, watching."
"When you stopped looking altogether, she started speaking."
"The radio hums static. You keep working and walking the same loops. You just keep going."

"You look into the mirror knowing there is something wrong with your reflection but you can't nail down what."
"There is reflection of a girl behind you."

Girl "I think you should give another chance to trying to escape."

"There is no response to her words. How many times have you tried already?"
"Every time you try to leave this valley a pain stabs you from within and you taste blood."
"A warning, the crack before the break."

"You leave the bathroom and enter the living room."
"This cabin, almost abandoned in the middle of the forest, was small."
"Or at least it seemed that way with the amount of papers and junk left by the previous warden."
"Now all yours by inheritance of position."

"She speaks over your shoulder."
Girl "There is a town not far away, you haven't been there yet."
Girl "Maybe you'll find something there."
Girl "At least someone to talk to other than your jailers, Ranger."

"Ranger"
Ranger "Do we have names?"
"You turned, trying to look at her eyes."
"You are alone again."
"Looking back at the past gave you migraines and only returned blurred memories."
"Like watercolors painted by someone who has only seen the scenes in passing."
"Best thing you can do for now is to not think about it."

Girl "Maybe there is a doctor in town."

"But what was a doctor going to do?"
"There was a knock on the door, heavy and slow."
"You let the conversation die in the air as you approached the entrance."
"Hollowed eyes leveled to yours once it open."
"The mass of brittle furs that smelled of dead leaves blocked out the sun."
Shaman "Till old night comes, I claim again your debt, Ranger."
Shaman "Interlopers besiege the frontier of the veil once again. Upon the mountain, in the forsaken resort, the offshoots of the town are partaking in revelry."
Shaman "By your means of preference, expel them."

Ranger "Why would you care?":
Shaman "This is not something to be ignored. Now make haste."

"He palmed your face, covering your eyes with a forceful grip."
"It had a chitinous skin that was off-putting to the touch."
Ranger "Hey!"
"You moved trying to escape from his hold, your hands found nothing in front of you."
"And in the second you took a step back the world was turned to white."

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"A minute of stunned silence and slowly adjusting to your new surroundings stretched until the cold forced you to move."
"Placed in the mountains, at the boundary of the forest and the wastes of snow and jagged stones."
"Further away, after an old dirt road, the abandoned ski resort."
"A small mansion of logs and granite stone. The only tell this place was left to rot were the boarded windows and the piles of snow that threaten to swallow the place whole."
"The ski lift was no more than pillars of rust scattered across the peak. And on the front entrance, peeking somewhat through the snow, a truck."

"You resigned yourself to your task, hoping the Shaman would at least have the decency to return you when this is done."

"And while the wind whistles in your ears you evaluate how to deal with this."
"You can hear music from the outside. When close, you peek through the gaps in the boarded windows."

"In the heart of decay, smoke dances above a bonfire."
"And around it are the casted shadows of the youth that have made this place theirs."
"Their laughter mingles with a low but jagged music that echoes through the cavernous place."
"And from time to time you see the glimmer of a bottle being passed around."
"They are just having fun while hanging out."

"And it's your job to go ruin it. But how?"
>Enter as the forest ranger. Issue a warning. (How?)
>Enter pretending to be a hiker and talk to them. (And say what?)
>Scare them off.
>Write in

>>6396401
>>6396467
Do you want me to rewrite the Ranger dialog as disgruntled office worker?
Or another type of personality? You guys can choose, just dont pick horny.

>>6396608
There's no reason to be mad at you. You're a soulful writer and artist who provides us entertainment for free. Welcome back, QM.

>>6396926
>Enter as the forest ranger. Issue a warning. (This is an unsafe place, people go missing, maybe there's bears or cougars, etc)


>Do you want me to rewrite the Ranger dialog as disgruntled office worker?
I'd find it amusing, personally, but stick to what makes sense if you have a mysterious backstory in mind. For instance, we seem to maybe be an actual forest ranger, right? or is that just a cover identity our "benefactors" fabricated?

Islam came and a watch was set and broke
A flower came and died and Holly picked it up
And cried a tear for Allah
>She says hi
>Bye
>What are we doing here

Nymph

>>6396608
Forgiven QM, and from what I remember we basically finished and only had the epilogue thread left to figure out if our peace would work.

>>6397134
Support

>>6396926
>>6397134
+1 to this idea

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>>6397373
>>6397371
>>6397134
>Enter as the forest ranger. Issue a warning. (This is an unsafe place, people go missing, maybe there's bears or cougars, etc)
"You approached the entrance of the crumbling building."
"The main door broken into, a jagged hole served as an entrance."
"Bending low, you stepped through the opening."

"The reception area of the old hotel greeted you, a large and hollow space devoid of much of its original furniture."
"Floral wallpaper clung stubbornly to the walls, its once-vivid colors faded to pale ghosts."
"The dreariness broken only by the chaotic array of graffiti scrawled across all surfaces."
"Drawings, scribbled signatures and hastily scratched messages that formed a discordant mural."
"Echoes of laughter and music unsettled the sepulchral quiet that should have cloaked this place."
"The light source could be seen from your position, not that far away into the shadowed hallway."
"Their silhouettes were more clear, there were seven of them."

"You had decided to be civil, but carry authority."
Ranger "Hello."
"You maintained a calm but firm tone, announcing your presence."

"There was a jolt of panic in most of them, turning to your direction."
"Some had taken to erasing evidence of wrongdoings."
"Moments of silence later, three teens stepped cautiously closer to you, their expressions guarded."

Teens "Ayo, who dis?"
"One asked, the boy looked no older than seventeen at best."
Ranger "I'm the forest ranger."
Ranger "You're not supposed to be here. Please leave."
"The trio exchanged glances, deliberating how seriously to take you."
Teens "You ain't the nature boss."
Teens "Just let us vibe, senpai. We ain't out here to hurt nobody."
Teens "Deadass"
"Behind them, more teenagers approached, their faces a mix of curiosity and wariness as they assessed the situation."
Teens "Who's the character?"
Teens "He's like, the ranger now."
"His tone dripped with incredulity."
Teens "Lol."

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"Their chatter grew louder, repeating the exchange in discontented tones."
"They were young, but not so young that they didn't understand why what they were doing was reckless."
"Their presence here was more than just a bad idea."
"This whole thing felt stupid."

Ranger "Why are you even here of all places?"
Teens "We can't vibe in the town, there's always someone cramping our style."
Ranger "Well, I'm cramping it now. This place is dangerous and there is at least one bear that prowls around the area."
"It was a lie, in all your time trapped here you had seen no sign of any animal larger than a squirrel. It was aerie."
"But they didn't now that."
Teens "yo, dude's says a bear do be livin' here fr fr!"
Teens "Aight, dip out."

"There was a mild panic that spread though the teenagers, and they started walking away from you."
"Sinking into the darkness of the abandoned building."
hide Teens
"A few seconds later you heard the engine of the car parked outside start and the sound of it rapidly moving away."
"A scattering of trash remained, but it was nothing anyone would care about."
"Peering through a window, you confirmed their car was gone."
"They wouldn't be back, for some time at least."

"The satisfaction of a job well done lingered."
"Then reality set in: you had no way back to the cabin."
"The Shaman had stranded you here, on the mountain."
"You sighed, glancing downwards from the peaks."
"From this height, the town below was visible, nestled like a splinter in the valley."
"Maybe it was time to explore- step back into a world more mundane, more familiar."
Ranger "You are a slave to the fae. You don't belong anymore."
"You sighed, invasive thoughts plagued you again."
"Maybe there was more work to be done in the forest."

What will you do?
>Go to the Town
>Stay in the Forest

STATS:
Humanity = 2 Freedom = 0
Inventory:
[Null]

For the first half of the game, the narrative will be divided as follows. Mornings consist of mandatory events that the other characters drag you into. In the afternoon, you choose between two options: the forest and the fairies, or the village with its humans. Afternoons are the only time to modify your stats and acquire items.

It's not the best system, but I'm already too invested to change it.

You generally don't know what you're going to find, and that would be part of the reason to play it multiple times, like Night in the Woods.

But I don't think we'll remake this quest with other variations (I don't know if it would be fun; we'll look at it in the future). So, I'll give you some hints about what you'll find.

If you want the authentic experience, vote and then you can look at the spoilers.

Go to town: Meet old friendly woman who has lived her entire life in this town, you can ask questions.
Stay in the forest: The Nymph has stolen stuff, you get to talk about it.

>>6397134
>For instance, we seem to maybe be an actual forest ranger, right? or is that just a cover identity our "benefactors" fabricated?
Its the cover identity, the role given by them.
The Ranger is a blank stale, thats why he does not even get a name.
The lack of past is something that gets mention in the story and other charactes.
You might find bits and pieces, but nothing substancial. Nothing you can lach to.

>>6397371
>only had the epilogue thread left to figure out if our peace would work.

The fall of the Oposing Empire was missing. Had too many variables, too many posible situations.

>>6397489
>Stay in the Forest

She tackles her to the ground and says love. And they get up and do stuff. Later they embrace and kiss. Acting Lesbians.

The Nymph flirts with the other ones there And drinks a ton of water and does it all over again.

*

>Go on the ground
>Get up puke
>Give a diamond jewelry to another nymph

ماسة بيضاء

>>6397489
>Go to the Town
Let's at least try before we give up.

>>6397569
Bro, wtf?

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>6397509 -1
>>6397679 -2

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"You had fulfilled your duties to the forest, at least for today."
"From the mountain's summit, you could make out the patchwork of roofs nestled within the forest, a faint marker of human life."
"..."

"You began your descent, leaving the mountain behind."
"The dirt road winding down seemed impractical—its stray path hugged steep cliffs, so you cut through the wilderness."
"You approached the treeline, where the forest rose with a wall of shadowy greens and browns."

"Entering the embrace of the woods, the world became muffled, and the wind that soared the mountains was distant."
"The walk was uneventful, nature seemed to fade faster than you anticipated."
"The vegetation thinned abruptly, as if bidding you farewell."
"And just like that, the edge of civilization loomed before you."

"The settlement sprawled before you, larger than expected."
"Three-story apartment buildings jutted up between more traditional houses, an uneasy clash of architectural eras."
"The mishmash of styles created a strange, almost unpleasant chaos."
"Above it all, a lone church bell tower pierced the horizon. A rock and brick obelisk, an unintentional guidepost."

"Your first step onto the cobblestone streets felt heavy, significant."
"The rest came easier, made by inertia."

"As you wandered deeper into the town, the locals began to notice."
"Passing glances turned into stares, acknowledging that your presence was not a known."

"Eyes surrounded you, gazes sharp as needles prickling against your skin."
"The farther you ventured, the more oppressive their attention became."

"Interloper."
"The word echoed in your mind. You don't belong."

"The steps felt heavier, the air thicker, clinging to your lungs with every strained breath."
"You shouldn't have come."

"The whispers of unease grew louder in your thoughts."
"Every head seemed turned to face you silently."
"You shouldn't have come. This is wrong."
"They knew, every one of them. That you are not something of their world, that you are contaminated."

old_lady "Excuse me sweetie, would you mind helping me carry my groceries home?"

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"It was a sudden jolt back to reality, and you blinked as you realized an old lady stood before you, her red shopping trolley in tow."


"Her hair was dyed a deep, artificial black that contrasted with the spiderweb of wrinkles etched across her face."
"She gave you a kind smile, although there was an unmistakable sharpness in her eyes."

old_lady "Oh, thank you very much, dear. Follow me. I don't live far."

"Before you could respond, she turned surprisingly quickly and began fiddling with a set of keys."
"You stood there on the sidewalk, her bags in hand, realizing you'd just been conscripted into another task. "
"Despite your reservations, you complied, her quiet command leaving little room for argument."
"..."
"You followed her up a flight of stairs, her voice filling the space as she chatted about her family."
"She gestured with one hand, directing you where to go."


"Her apartment door creaked open, revealing a space filled with landscape paintings, mismatched furniture, and a faint smell of lavender."

old_lady "Just leave the groceries on the entrance. And thank you, sweetheart."
"She paused, glancing at you as though measuring something."
"She still kept a kind smile."
old_lady "Let me get you some coffee and biscuits for your trouble."

"You opened your mouth to protest, but she waved you off."

old_lady "Sit down, sit down. No hurry, right?"

"The floral-patterned sofa was firmer than you expected, creaking faintly as you sat."
"A minuscule coffee table before you, its surface plastered with knick-knacks and extremely old magazines."
"The walls covered in shelves crammed with memories: photographs, figurines, and faded books."

"Nearby, a dusty dining table was adorned with plastic flowers, their garish colors discordant with the rest of the room's muted tones."
"Across from you, an old television reflected you like some sort of fun house mirror."

"The woman returned, balancing a tray with clinking cups and a small plate of biscuits."
"She settled herself beside you, placing the tray on the coffee table."

old_lady "It's nice to have company this time of year. My daughter only visits for Christmas. By the way, my name is Esther."

"She smiled warmly, pouring coffee into delicate porcelain cups."

Esther "What brings you to this town?"

"There was a level of concern in her voice, like she suspected the answer might be unpleasant."

Ranger "...I'm the new forest ranger."

Esther "Ah, that's good. Newcomers... don't always come for the right reasons."
"Her expression softened, and she studied you with curiosity."
Esther "How are you adjusting? This is the first time I've seen you around."

"It was a sudden jolt back to reality, and you blinked as you realized an old lady stood before you, her red shopping trolley in tow."


"Her hair was dyed a deep, artificial black that contrasted with the spiderweb of wrinkles etched across her face."
"She gave you a kind smile, although there was an unmistakable sharpness in her eyes."

old_lady "Oh, thank you very much, dear. Follow me. I don't live far."

"Before you could respond, she turned surprisingly quickly and began fiddling with a set of keys."
"You stood there on the sidewalk, her bags in hand, realizing you'd just been conscripted into another task. "
"Despite your reservations, you complied, her quiet command leaving little room for argument."
"..."
"You followed her up a flight of stairs, her voice filling the space as she chatted about her family."
"She gestured with one hand, directing you where to go."


"Her apartment door creaked open, revealing a space filled with landscape paintings, mismatched furniture, and a faint smell of lavender."
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old_lady "Just leave the groceries on the entrance. And thank you, sweetheart."
"She paused, glancing at you as though measuring something."
"She still kept a kind smile."
old_lady "Let me get you some coffee and biscuits for your trouble."

"You opened your mouth to protest, but she waved you off."

old_lady "Sit down, sit down. No hurry, right?"

"The floral-patterned sofa was firmer than you expected, creaking faintly as you sat."
"A minuscule coffee table before you, its surface plastered with knick-knacks and extremely old magazines."
"The walls covered in shelves crammed with memories: photographs, figurines, and faded books."

"Nearby, a dusty dining table was adorned with plastic flowers, their garish colors discordant with the rest of the room's muted tones."
"Across from you, an old television reflected you like some sort of fun house mirror."

"The woman returned, balancing a tray with clinking cups and a small plate of biscuits."
"She settled herself beside you, placing the tray on the coffee table."

old_lady "It's nice to have company this time of year. My daughter only visits for Christmas. By the way, my name is Esther."

"She smiled warmly, pouring coffee into delicate porcelain cups."

Esther "What brings you to this town?"

"There was a level of concern in her voice, like she suspected the answer might be unpleasant."

Ranger "...I'm the new forest ranger."

Esther "Ah, that's good. Newcomers... don't always come for the right reasons."
"Her expression softened, and she studied you with curiosity."
Esther "How are you adjusting? This is the first time I've seen you around."
>"I live in a cabin in the woods. This is my first time down here.":
Esther "That must get lonely. You're welcome to knock on my door anytime, dear."
Esther "Maybe you can come to church with me. I'd love to introduce you to the community."


"She handed you a cup, the porcelain warm against your fingers."


Esther "Let me think... What might you need to know?"
"She tapped her finger against her cup."

Esther "Dr. Hazan's office is above the electronics shop, no sign, just a little letterbox."
Esther "The town hall has a library in the basement. It's small, but you can borrow books if work gets dull."
Esther "Oh, and the Boy Scouts might look for you; they haven't been allowed in the forest since the last ranger... well, since he passed."

Ranger "The Boy Scouts?"

Esther "There's not much for the kids to do here. It keeps them out of trouble."
Esther "In other towns, they'd roam the woods without a second thought, but... Its dangerous"
Esther "The old Ranger dealt with most problems quietly."
"Her hands trembled faintly as she picked up her cup again."


"Could I ask you some questions?":

>"What other reasons do people come here?"
Esther "The forest has a reputation. It draws people who want to... take their final rest."
Esther "Sometimes, their bodies are found. Two or three times a year. Some years are quieter, others... not so much. Been like that since before I was born."
"She sighed, resting her hands on her knees."
Ranger "That's a lot. Hasn't anyone done anything about it?"
Esther "The Mayor and Sheriff tried. But... what can they do, really? I talk to them when I can, It's the least we can do."
Esther "Your predecessor did his best to keep the problem out of sight."

>"What could you tell me about the previous Ranger?"
"She looked surprised, lifting a brow and slowly taking a sip of her drink."
Esther "I understand why you are curious, but I have few stories of him."
Esther "He was a reserved man, barely came out of the woods. Only talked with him a few times."
Esther "He was not a good man."
Ranger "What became of him."
Esther "He died, the obituary said lung cancer. Heavy smoker apparently he was."
Esther "The pastor took some time to,'remember him'. But he is not in our cemetery, not like anyone would have brought him flowers."


>Write in more questions


When leaving:
>"Maybe I could try to help. The people that come."
>"I think I should leave. I'm sorry."
>"It was nice meeting you, but I need to leave."
>Write in

"It was a sudden jolt back to reality, and you blinked as you realized an old lady stood before you, her red shopping trolley in tow."


"Her hair was dyed a deep, artificial black that contrasted with the spiderweb of wrinkles etched across her face."
"She gave you a kind smile, although there was an unmistakable sharpness in her eyes."

old_lady "Oh, thank you very much, dear. Follow me. I don't live far."

"Before you could respond, she turned surprisingly quickly and began fiddling with a set of keys."
"You stood there on the sidewalk, her bags in hand, realizing you'd just been conscripted into another task. "
"Despite your reservations, you complied, her quiet command leaving little room for argument."
"..."
"You followed her up a flight of stairs, her voice filling the space as she chatted about her family."
"She gestured with one hand, directing you where to go."


"Her apartment door creaked open, revealing a space filled with landscape paintings, mismatched furniture, and a faint smell of lavender."
show Esther at center with fade

old_lady "Just leave the groceries on the entrance. And thank you, sweetheart."
"She paused, glancing at you as though measuring something."
"She still kept a kind smile."
old_lady "Let me get you some coffee and biscuits for your trouble."

"You opened your mouth to protest, but she waved you off."

old_lady "Sit down, sit down. No hurry, right?"

"The floral-patterned sofa was firmer than you expected, creaking faintly as you sat."
"A minuscule coffee table before you, its surface plastered with knick-knacks and extremely old magazines."
"The walls covered in shelves crammed with memories: photographs, figurines, and faded books."

"Nearby, a dusty dining table was adorned with plastic flowers, their garish colors discordant with the rest of the room's muted tones."
"Across from you, an old television reflected you like some sort of fun house mirror."

"The woman returned, balancing a tray with clinking cups and a small plate of biscuits."
"She settled herself beside you, placing the tray on the coffee table."

old_lady "It's nice to have company this time of year. My daughter only visits for Christmas. By the way, my name is Esther."

"She smiled warmly, pouring coffee into delicate porcelain cups."

Esther "What brings you to this town?"

Can we ban 6397679 he isnt white

nevermind *

Can you say it in a nicer way though

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>"Maybe I could try to help. They that come

I help you
Go to Iceland and make it the wetland talk to a Nymph and she will tackle you

Theres much to do You can go over here use become Immortal (Archive) or go over here and use this device to give yourself peace All from Allah who resides in Islam (there are 725).

>Go to greenland to the Amazonians (dont want to get off track-)
>Kiss the first Nymph
>Go down in the water (Haha)

Its called a healing ball if you want to know. (dont mean to take over)

You might wanna pick up a Tripcode, QM. Kinda confused as to what's going on here...

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>>6398012
My impatience and my horrid internet conection are at play.
Plus a range ban.
Bought a 4chan pass just to avoid this shit.
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>>6397891
>"Maybe I could try to help. The people that come."

>>6398141
The site is also all fucked up today. It's lagging like hell.

>>6397891
>"Maybe I could try to help. The people that come."
A man needs a hobby.

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$ humanity += 1
"Her eyes lit up with something that might have been hope."
E "That's kind of you to say, dear. Truth is, it's not an easy thing to deal with."
E "If you see someone out there, just talk to them. Sometimes they just need to be heard. A kind word can go a long way, you know."
"You continued talking for a while, and when orange rays filtered through the window, you decided to start heading back."
"You didn't want the night to lose you among trees."

"..."

"Into night bleed a lazy dawn, preceded by the singing of anxious birds."
"You faced the mirror again. The fractured reflection stared back, jagged and unkind."

Girl "Was yesterday a bad day?"
"There was concern in her expression, even when she only saw you through the growing cracks."
Girl "Its okay if it was, progress isn't always moving forward, you know?"
Girl "Don't let the noise distract you, there is no need to do this alone."

"You are in a fog of others making, and every answer you try to give her comes out mute."
"She steps closer, you avert your eyes from the reflection and anticipate for a touch that never comes."
Girl "Someone is coming."
"There was surprise in her voice, and then there was a knock on the door."
"An impatient and heavy hammering, turning around, she was already gone."
"You sighed."

"Leaving your confessional, you headed to the door, stepping carefully through the cluttered remains of a life that was never yours"
"The piles of forgotten things. They kept you company, in their own way."
"The door was opened."


"On the porch stood a man in a long jacket, the fabric weighed down by something unseen."
"Beneath it, a uniform, and pinned to it—a dull, worn star."
"The sheriff."
"His face was all sharp angles and hard lines. Square jaw, narrowed eyes."
"His hands stayed buried in his pockets, but you could imagine them brushing against a holster."
Sheriff "Mornin'."
"His voice was gravel and patience worn thin."

Sheriff "I'm the sheriff of this town. We need to have a talk."
Sheriff "May I come in?"

Ranger "What do you need?"
Sheriff "Okay, straight to the point then."

$ cop.trust += 1

Sheriff "Yesterday, my son told me something interesting. Said he met a guy claiming to be the new forest ranger."
Sheriff "Which seemed a bit strange to me because there was no news about it. No notice, no paperwork."
Sheriff "So I did my own checking. No official channels list a replacement."
Sheriff "I'm sure it's a mix-up but could you kindly show me some identification."
Sheriff "I'd like to ensure you're not a civilian pretending to be a federal agent."

Ranger "I don't have the documentation yet.":
Sheriff "Thats fine. I didn't get my badge till my third week."
Sheriff "Tell me who's your boss, I get a hold of them."
Ranger "uhhhhhhh.... John? Joe?...."
Sheriff "Seriously? I reckon you done forgot your's name too. Listen, I'll give a few folks a call, be back tomorrow."
Sheriff "Call your people too."

"He began to leave."
"A lame leg trying to be hidden slowed down his movement."
"From the woods at the edge of the clearing that was the entrance, the shaman emerged, first his horns and then the body raising to his full height. "
"The plants recoiled unnaturally to allow him passage. The concave voids of the skull following the sheriff."
"You panicked"
"When the cop got into his car he would be face to face with the fae."
"Too far away to push the cryptid into the darkness. Too close to it to cause a distraction."
"The man opened the car door and looked back at you once more before getting in."
"A moment that stretched painfully as it was impossible for him not to be seeing the creature that stood not so far from you."

"But there was no revelation, only a continuation of mundanity."
"He didn't seem to see the creature."
"The loud engine moved away until you were alone with the shaman again."

"It advanced towards you, the mask a vacuous reflection of being."
Ranger "Did he ignore you?"
Shaman "Eyes of the corporeal, cannot pierce the veil. Witnessing calls greater than presence."
Ranger "Uhh.."
Shaman "Forget, the plight is other. Present to your claim of belonging here is no proof bar our word."
Shaman "A interloper settled in town will provide the backing mortals require."

"There was silence between you.”
"There was another human with knowledge of the fairies."
"An ally, another prisoner, an accomplice. The truth is that it didn't matter."
"Just that there was someone else."
Ranger "Who is he and how do I have to find him?"
Shaman "It's the intangible withheld in a human, facsimile. The address can be found on the papers of your predecessor. Do not linger."

"..."

"The house on the address was squished between the other buildings."
"It was something built at a later date and forced into a space too small for it."
"The mailbox confirmed it was the place so you rang the bell."
"*Bzzzzzzzz*"
"The electric hum sounded much louder than it should have. The silence of the street echoing."
"There was a movement between the curtains and a short wait."
"Very slowly the door opened."
"An old man in khakis and a polo shirt greeted you."
Old man "Hello"

"He said in a raspy voice as he scanned you from head to toe."
"Sizing you up."
Old man "Who are you?"

Who are you?
>I’m the new forest ranger, they wanted to make it official.
>The fairies told me to come here.
>(Stay quiet)
>Write in

>>6398398
>I’m the new forest ranger, they wanted to make it official.

>>6398398
>I’m the new forest ranger, they wanted to make it official.
He'll (probably) know what it means.

>>6398398
>The fairies told me to come here.

Sheriff "Yesterday, my woman told me somethingother. Said he met my girlfriend claiming to be the new white forest ranger"

=+1 Intellige
She comes to the bank with the three otherwomen. Takes 1000 gold (worth 600000d) and runs out with the other three. They sit in their mansion smoke

Run into the olympic size pool and invite 10000 other woman over inclusing one good man. Because their that good. They kiss and the day ends

مسبح أبيض بطول أولمبي
Next day +=1 Charm

>Drive to spend unmarked cash
>Go to the Beach
>Build a spaceship and go to the venus to have fun

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>>6398399
>>6398628
>I’m the new forest ranger, they wanted to make it official.
$ Otto.Trust =+ 1
"His face remained unchanged."
Old man "And who are you?"
"Was this a test?"
Ranger "The new forest ranger?"
Old man "No, that's a job. Who are YOU?"
Ranger "..."
Old man "Don't make that face, okay. Come inside, I need to grab some stuff before we begin."
"He didn't wait for you, sinking into the depths of the house."

"The door was left open and ajar. Was this what you should have expected?"

"Slowly, you entered the hall. To your left was living room."
"It was mostly bare. The walls only held generic paintings of the countryside."
"The furniture seemed unused—no stains, no wear, no history. A room made to pretend this was someone's home."

"The man returned shortly, carrying a shopping bag from another room."
"He sat on a chair next to a plastic table."

Old man "Don't just stand there, sit."
"You entered and sat across from him."
Old man "Now, I'm guessing there's been a problem with someone from town."
Ranger "The sheriff is looking into me. I need to officially become the forest ranger."

"He nodded.”
Old man "Why should I help you?"
Ranger "Why would you not?"
Old man "Because I'm no thrall to the Animas. I'm not forced to help you."
Old man "And helping you would only benefit them. Why would I help those parasites?"

Ranger "Why do you call them 'Animas'?"
Old man "Professional reasons. And I will not entertain their fantasies."

Ranger "Who are you?"
Old man "That is a broad question."
Old man"I would consider myself first a metalhead."
Old man"But what do you think?"

What is he?
>You are old
>You are retired
>You are a cop
>You are military
>You are from the Illuminati
> Write in

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Old man "Now, again. Why should I help you?"

Why should he help you?
>You will help me because it keeps the fae from acting directly
>Because I'm still human, and I need your help.
>Because if you don't, the fae will get involved, and it will be ugly.
>I guess I will ask the fae for another way to fix this.
>Write in

[If you have any questions for him you can ask and I will write out his answers.]

>>6398930
>You are old
>>6398931
>Because if you don't, the fae will get involved, and it will be ugly.

I realized the next post would be too short.
You can now choose which direction to go during the afternoon section.

>Stay in town You talk to the guy in the junkyard about your car
>Return to the forest You reach the edge of the mundane
>Write in (Go visit specific people, go to specific places, whatever you want.)


>>6398941
Holy shit you are quick.

>>6398930
>You are retired
He worked for or with the Animas/Fae, but no longer does.

>>6398931
>Because I'm still human, and I need your help.
Am I not a man and a brother?

>>6398953
>Return to the forest
Report back to management on our mission results.

>>6398953
>Return to the forest