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CourValant
Feb 25, 2016

Do You Remember Love?

Nyaa posted:

I should say something.
G) Write-in

The Dark-God has set a task for us. Before we begin, I shall have some rest and recuperation.

Prepare a bath, food, and a place for rest. Also, bring me the loremaster, so I may converse on these matters some more.

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Nyaa
Jan 7, 2010

Q.E.D.



quote:

so I may converse on these matters some more.
You had a chance to ask God anything...

CourValant
Feb 25, 2016

Do You Remember Love?

Nyaa posted:

You had a chance to ask God anything...

Yes, and now I want to talk to the Cultists.

Unless you'd just rather move the plot along?

Nyaa
Jan 7, 2010

Q.E.D.



No, i am totally down for a not-CARNOW pace.

Nyaa
Jan 7, 2010

Q.E.D.



“The Dark-God has set a task for us. Before we begin, I shall have some rest and recuperation.

Prepare a bath, food, and a place for rest. Also, bring me the loremaster, so I may converse on these some more. “ I have spoken like a VIP. It’s about time I get better treatment in this world and I don’t care if it is from a bloody cult who stabbed me over and over. I want bed, food, and bath. My job come with these benefit, right?

For some reason, my bad luck didn’t bring me into a torture room or something bloody, but a normal, decent looking room with a low bed some simple bread food. I wasn’t as hungry and dehydrated as before, which I attribute to be part of Charysler’s healing. Speaking of healing, I checked my stat screen.

All the disease are gone. Including that eye cancer. I suppose he won’t send a sick person on an errant. My skill and trait remain the same. Are they really god if they can’t remove my Bad Luck? Should I run away from this and never come back? Maybe a holier god would take me under its wing and I will become fortuned under its protection.

All these questions will have to stay at the back of my mind until I gain more information about this world.

“Dear chosen one.” An elderly man in color fading red robe came in after a knock on the door. He bow with a strange hand gesture and askes, “I am the oldest member of the cult and deem fit to be your loremaster.”

CourValant
Feb 25, 2016

Do You Remember Love?

Nyaa posted:

“Dear chosen one.” An elderly man in color fading red robe came in after a knock on the door. He bow with a strange hand gesture and askes, “I am the oldest member of the cult and deem fit to be your loremaster.”

"Then come in Loremaster, and make yourself comfortable, this will most likely be a long night.

Tell me of this world. Of the Scarlet Cult, and this Dark God. What have you done in service of Him in the past?

Tell me of Nas, and what is it that Charysler wants delivered. What does this Cult have at its disposal?"

Nyaa
Jan 7, 2010

Q.E.D.



CourValant posted:

"Then come in Loremaster, and make yourself comfortable, this will most likely be a long night.
He sits down and ready to listen.

quote:

Tell me of this world. Of the Scarlet Cult, and this Dark God. What have you done in service of Him in the past?
He hands raise up as he looks at the ceiling with revering fevour as he speak of the world. "This... is the world known as Fia. A magnificent land created by many gods. Each took part in its many creations. Quality or cruel, it is all included. It is our role to serve the Lord Charysler, the Dark One whom bring motion to life, and life to flash. He does not care for apperance, but what is inside of us! As such, we of the Scarlet Cult seek the INNER BEAUTY hidden behind the faulty skin that will eventually get old an ringles. It is BLOOD that will stay red within us. For without it would weaken the body, and without a body, so do the blood rots! We dress in RED For understanding the TRUE BEAUTY of the inner body. The everlasting gift of life that brings all together! We offers many gift of blood as thanks for our lord, and treasure the precious blood. For to spill blood not for the sake of offering is WASTEFUL and and grave sin to lord Charysler! We, the Scarlet Cult thus seek peaceful resolution and pacifist approaches in conflict. To avoid spilling of blood lest as offering to our lord."

quote:

Tell me of Nas, and what is it that Charysler wants delivered. What does this Cult have at its disposal?"
"Nas, is a prosperous city under the domain of the god Chicane. Prosper from the maze like terrain off the mountain track, this city carve a shortcut between mountains, and become a major trading center of Fia. Its their God, Chicane, taken the form of a great serpent, who carved the mountain and path to grant closer acess to many. He is known for the domain of Curve, Turn, Slow, Difficulty, and Passage."

" I know not of the content of package, and the carriage was materized by our lord's will."

The wise lore master lowers his arms to stroke his beard as to ponder the next question.

"I do not know of our stock, for that is the role of quartermaster. Still, I know we do not have sharp weapon, but we do have decent armor and shield for self defense. Our ration is humble and our clothing are mere exteriority like our skin. Lifestock is our primary focus and barns of chicken and other animals are breed for food and offering."

CourValant
Feb 25, 2016

Do You Remember Love?

Nyaa posted:

"I do not know of our stock, for that is the role of quartermaster. Still, I know we do not have sharp weapon, but we do have decent armor and shield for self defense. Our ration is humble and our clothing are mere exteriority like our skin. Lifestock is our primary focus and barns of chicken and other animals are breed for food and offering."

"Please call the Quartermaster, and, let us prepare a feast to celebrate this new task the Dark-God has prepared for us.

A bull shall be slaughtered, and we shall consume of its flesh. Of the blood too, we shall partake and raise up in celebration of HIM, and revel in the eternal inner beauty which is ours by right and by destiny."

Nyaa
Jan 7, 2010

Q.E.D.



CourValant posted:

"Please call the Quartermaster, and, let us prepare a feast to celebrate this new task the Dark-God has prepared for us.
I have a chat with the quartermaster after the loremaster, and found his detailed count from last month largely fits with the old man's account. They are poor, not by modern standard, but medieval school-club budget poor. Scarlet Cult isn't a popular religion. Most would considered an insane and illegal cult who perform human sacrifice. Yet, having a real god to back them is the only thing that keep them from being witch-trial to death. As for how they survives all these assault, i noticed a few "Beast of Charysler" in the report that's describe as some sort of abomination creature used as a last resort to protect themselves against haters. Oddly enough, they each have their own ways of gaining substances from nature to make them largely upkeep free. They are revered as sacred, but mindless beast of the cult.

quote:

A bull shall be slaughtered, and we shall consume of its flesh. Of the blood too, we shall partake and raise up in celebration of HIM, and revel in the eternal inner beauty which is ours by right and by destiny."
"Yes, chosen one." The loremaster bows and leave later to send the order. I later regretted when I saw the cult's terrible financial stat. That cow is like a family treasure to these poor folk. Its milk helps sustain many starving children, but I ate it because I wanted beef. Taking advantage of poor people feel bad. Maybe I will buy them a cow when I come back. Hopefully it won't be too expensive.

Blasphemaster
Jul 10, 2008



Bring me a taco!

CourValant
Feb 25, 2016

Do You Remember Love?

Nyaa posted:

That cow is like a family treasure to these poor folk. Its milk helps sustain many starving children, but I ate it because I wanted beef. Taking advantage of poor people feel bad. Maybe I will buy them a cow when I come back. Hopefully it won't be too expensive.

Well now I feel bad and I hope you're happy.

We will Make Scarlet Cult Great Again! (MSCGA); yes, we'll get a cow to replace the one we ate.

Alright, time to get this show on the road. Let's pack a 'road bag', get a ride, pickup this package, and hop to it.

Nyaa
Jan 7, 2010

Q.E.D.



Blasphemaster posted:

Bring me a taco!

After explaining what a 'Taco' is, they cut a slice of beef into pieces and pour whatever sauce they have onto a soft bread that holds them. It reminded you of a certain body part of the Charysler's true body.

CourValant
Feb 25, 2016

Do You Remember Love?

Blasphemaster posted:

Bring me a taco!

Nyaa posted:

It reminded you of a certain body part of the Charysler's true body.

Great. I hope you're happy. You just created Dark-God Scarlet Cult Communion.

And that sauce? Yeah, its red and thick and smells coppery.

CourValant fucked around with this message at Oct 9, 2017 around 23:14

Blasphemaster
Jul 10, 2008



CourValant posted:

Great. I hope you're happy. You just created Dark-God Scarlet Cult Communion.

And that sauce? Yeah, its red and thick and smells coppery.

Hey it's better than lame-rear end crackers and watered down boxed wine.

super sweet best pal
Nov 18, 2009

No need to sign, we'll take care of that.


Lipstick Apathy

Sacramental gyros.

You know, Charysler could probably rebrand as a chaotic/neutral deity of growth and change with a little work. People could make offerings to have negative mutations cured. Farmers trying to breed better plants and animals could worship as well.

CourValant
Feb 25, 2016

Do You Remember Love?

Blasphemaster posted:

Hey it's better than lame-rear end crackers and watered down boxed wine.

Wafers. They're called Wafers.

super sweet best pal posted:

You know, Charysler could probably rebrand as a chaotic/neutral deity of growth and change with a little work. People could make offerings to have negative mutations cured. Farmers trying to breed better plants and animals could worship as well.

You make a great point actually.

This God and Cult worships the divinity and sacred nature of blood, and the closet analogy we might use is Voodoo, which isn't inherently good or bad, it just 'Is'.

We can definitely re-brand this branch of crazy into some sort of 'Sang Real' religion.

And convert everyone into racist vampires.

Nyaa
Jan 7, 2010

Q.E.D.



The rest of the night went on smoothly. Too smoothly. It’s frightening to ponder why my bad luck haven’t activate yet. Could the trait be building up all the negativity until the right moment to crush me into pieces? Or maybe the horror god prevented it somehow? He did said my original trait is unchangeable and literally part of my soul. I should had ask him who made it that way. Did my past self pissed off some terrible demon or god? All these reasonable question that I could ask, but in the domain of that horror god, my mind went crazy and just like to think about happy car racing. Did that thing messed with my mind? Have I made a terrible mistake for choosing to work for it? Is all these part of the invisible bad luck? Only time will tell.

The morning arrives and the meal is normal. These cultist are nice people, they just believe sacrificing people as god demanded is a ‘good’ thing. Then again, the god in Bible also asked for human sacrifice, what is my personal sense of moral even worth to them? I am no priest, but I am certainly going to hell for this, so I may as well start thinking like an antichrist. The ‘good’ god in heaven literally booted me out of their lobby for saving a girl, and after what I went through last time, I have no more standards for myself. It is all washes away along with my waste and cult dealing. Working for this horror flash of a thing will at least keep me alive longer from hell… until it decided to eat me or send me to its special hell. Either way, I got a job from ‘god’ to be done.

One of the younger cultist teen around twelve or thirteen escorted me to the staple where Charysler supposedly summoned the cart yesterday. I had been avoiding looking at it out of fear for my sanity of what foul construction that the horror god of flesh would see fit to be a transportation vehicle.


To my surprise, a very barebones wooden cart, no, more like a horse carriage ripped out of its passenger area along with all four of its wheels, then hard glue a chair on the middle of it. Poverty much? Is it not finished?

“Where are the wheels?” I asked the teen so I could go help plug the wheel back in with my homeworld vehicular knowledge. It’s the least I could do for the nice treatm--ignoring the sacrificing me part… Nice Courtesy.

“Oh, we are feeding them.” The teen replied.

“No, not the horse. The four round wheels for rolling the cart.” I corrected to the youngster of his misunderstanding. He stares at me with a dumb look. Did he not understand what a wheel is?

Finally, the teen reply again. “There’s no horse in the barn. Only wheels and they are being fed, sir.” He nonchalantly replied with some ridiculous thing.

My headache already starting its engine fueled from my blood pressure. I rubbed my head for a moment to mow over this strange misunderstanding. My only conclusion is the kid misunderstood the word ‘fed’ as ‘inserting the wheel into a cart or something’.

“Oh! Here there are.” The kid pointed excitingly at the a guy rolling back those four-
















I…








This…












This is the stupidest looking monster I have ever seen.






I took my time to sat down on the ground. My brain just want to shut down from this awful design of a monster. Staring at it again only makes me lose hope of the artistic sense of this world. It is a lion head with all its lion legs sticking out of its head. I don’t even want to look at the behind of this thing. All four of it. They can only move horizontally like a crab, and literally rotate itself like a wheel with its many legs. This is the least threatening monster in the world. How could it even kill people? It actually need someone to feed them to stay alive for god sake! Speaking of god, Charysler. WHY? Why can’t you let me use normal wheel and one or two horse?

“Are you praying, sir?” The young dude next to me asked a terrible answer.

“Yes, I am in awe of the god’s work and is praising Charylser with a headache sitting down.” I answered sarcastically. They probably think I am telling the tru-

Gained Bluffing Skill

Is that you, Charylser? You’re here to give me this to mock me?

Worst of all, those two cultist immediately copy my sit down headache posture towards the wheel. It looks stupid as hell. The monster is stupid. The cart design is stupid. These cultist are stupid. This god is stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid-

*ROAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR*

A powerful sound wave from one of the lion-wheel’s roar almost made me falls to my bad. Where did it get all the energy from?

Both cultist immediately stand back up, and the teen explains. “We must tend to the lion’s role, sir. Please be seat on the chair.” He points to that ridiculously exposed chair on top of the cart.

I grabbed the boy by his arm and ask, “Is there no other cart? A normal one?”

The boy shakes his head. “No, sir.”

And I release him.

“Our god wanted you to use this cart.” He finished as he ran toward the wheel.

“So there is a normal cart?” Is what I wanted to asks, but feel pointless to ask a cultist that would fulfill their role of what their god wants. Speaking of that, they both are helping the lion reorient themselves to roll towards the cart. The most useless and stupid monster ever that can only meow loudly. I stopped watch it when they ‘stick’ the lion into the wheel slot through their back. I don’t want to know what their back looks like and how they hook themselves into the car. I can imagine it, and I hate myself for thinking about it.

I gave in. I wanted to close my eyes and sleep through the whole thing on the chair, but… It’s too difficult. This is uncomfortable and embarrassing. They cultists pushed the cart onto the road, realign it, and the lion will roll straight to the next destination.

“Thanks.” I thanked one of the cultist who tossed me a black cultist travel coat. Now I can hide my face and never mention this ever again.

Should I travel on like this?
A) Yes, and I am staying still on the chair for the whole trip if possible.
B) No, I am ditching this ‘cart’ and bail.
C) No, I am ditching this ‘cart’ and walk to the destination.
D) Make the cart more comfortable. Add some leaves bed and tent maybe.
D) Do something else. Write-in

super sweet best pal
Nov 18, 2009

No need to sign, we'll take care of that.


Lipstick Apathy

D

Let's pimp out our stupid ride!

CourValant
Feb 25, 2016

Do You Remember Love?

Nyaa posted:

Should I travel on like this?
D) Make the cart more comfortable. Add some leaves bed and tent maybe.

Convert it into a covered wagon / caravan (moar Top Gear!!)

Nyaa
Jan 7, 2010

Q.E.D.




I don't understand this and I don't want to understand it. I ask the lion to 'Go' and they started rolling. They also understood 'Stop' command. That's good enough for me. The only good thing about this shtick is the surprisingly comfortable chair. I thought it would be an awful wooden chair, but there seem to be some leather that feel soft as skin and push back like memory form. I don't care what's the ingredient, it is dead and I am comfortable.

Still, this is very embarrassing even with the cultist hood covering half my face. Even the bird stopped singing to stares at this abominating weirdness. It is clear that I need to put up something more to cover up either me or these lion-wheels. There are enough space to build a tent over me and the lion are traveling surprisingly faster than I thought. About 30 mph? What's more, their roar actually scared away stray monsters, so I can stop anytime to collect resource for this 'home improvement' until we reach the place.

I have a couple of ideas in mind that I can build throughout this journey.

Vote No to any of the following that you don't want to see it happen. The less projects, the sooner other get done.
A) Tent/shelter to nail on the base of the cart
B) Put some cloth/fabric over the 'wheels' to cover them up
C) Put a flag with Charylser's name on it to ward off holy knights
D) Build a tight box space to hide instead
E) Some leaves bed
F) Cut some holes on the tent, wagon style.
G) Try to make real wheels and use the lion as pulling horse. The wheels might take forever to make and I need a large trunk with knife... Nevermind
H) Build a hut instead.
I) No, build a wooden house. Weight and speed might become a problem, but offers the best protection. Resources heavy too.
J) Make a poop hole and skip stopping. Might save my life if I get hit by Diarrhea again.
K) There's enough food, but I could make some bucket for water
L) Make some filters to cleanse the water as much as possible
M) Reinforce the base foundation, it is a bit too thin for my preference.

Write-in for additional ideas

CourValant
Feb 25, 2016

Do You Remember Love?

NO to the following:

Nyaa posted:

A) Tent/shelter to nail on the base of the cart
B) Put some cloth/fabric over the 'wheels' to cover them up
C) Put a flag with Charylser's name on it to ward off holy knights
E) Some leaves bed
I) No, build a wooden house. Weight and speed might become a problem, but offers the best protection. Resources heavy too.

Also, get a real bed please.

super sweet best pal
Nov 18, 2009

No need to sign, we'll take care of that.


Lipstick Apathy

No to B

Xarbala
Feb 13, 2011

Rolling Thunder: War to the Knife, Knife to the Hilt

Why? , that's why.

No to

B
C
I

dont be mean to me
May 2, 2007

I'm interplanetary, bitch
Let's go to Mars




CourValant posted:

Also, get a real bed please.

We can get a real bed later. These are our options until town.

On that note, reject B C I

We're basically making an RV out of this thing; I don't know how to feel about it. Also holy poo poo we can do this at Monster Riding E.

super sweet best pal
Nov 18, 2009

No need to sign, we'll take care of that.


Lipstick Apathy

Maybe once we reach E+ this thing will go 35 MPH

Blasphemaster
Jul 10, 2008



I'm cool with everything except B. Maybe find some shinies to bling out our 'wheels'.

Nyaa
Jan 7, 2010

Q.E.D.



As much as I would like to pimp out this Monster RV, I have no experience in building things or home improvement. I spent most of my career living in my truck or random cheap hotel. Therefore, I should start with something simple.

“Stop.” I ordered the wheels… I still can't get used to this. Thankfully, the obedient lion wheels all stopped almost immediately. It seem they prefer now to make a hard stop because it is their legs that is getting grinded from the break, which is a good thing for me to not falls from sudden momentum. Hmmm… Maybe I could make them shoes to enable immediate hard stop, but I do not foresee that to be necessary.

Gained Crafting (Monster Gear) Skill

drat it Charylser, I don’t want to make shoes for these monster. Stop probing me to do random poo poo! It’s just a thought! Also, are you reading my mind!? GET OUT!

Sigh. Not much can be done about it. At least he doesn’t force me to do anything so far. Maybe this is part of the bad luck? I do hope so, because the longer I haven’t experience bad luck, the more nervous I get about the stacked up terror that will come eventually. Is there no way to remove or bypass this trait? Are you listening, Charylser? Talk to me if you are mind reading me!

… Silent responds in my head. Maybe I am being paranoid. Either way, I need to gather some water just in case my bad luck spills it all or something. I could gather them when we come across a water source or when I have enough bucket to collect it from rain. The main reason I am stopping now, is to make a water filter. I don’t even want to experience the horror of diarrhea ever again. I wish I have a magic stomach that doesn’t need to poop. I would have one less thing to complaint about in my life.

There is a problem to my water filter project: I don’t know how to make a filter. All I know about it is the distilling process of a bunch of rock and sands in a tube. The more things to remove the particles and foreign matters from the water. Then I will have to boil the water to kill off all the bacterial… And hopefully poison.

This is more complicated that I thought when I lay down the processes. Nonetheless, I must have it, and after an hour of careful scavenging, I found a bunch of rock, but no sand. I will have to make do with some wood bark and pieces of my cultist robe fabric.

Another problem come upon me when I collected the material. How do I make a tube for the filter? Wait, it doesn’t need to be a tube, it could be a pot of something as long as the water can come out of the bottom. Thankfully, the jar of water is the right shape for a filter, but I definitely need to make some bucket… Without hammer or tools.

My plan is already falling apart with additional problems revealing themselves. This is getting too difficult or too much effort to complete. Maybe I should buy them in the next city instead… If I have enough to afford it. Despair fills me the longer I work on my life improvement projects. I am sure I have depression by now. Maybe my body stat screen can tell me.


This… Is different from before. The detail map of my body with exact medical name are changed to a simple doll drawing and a HP bar. Clicking around the drawing does nothing except the HP bar displaying 10/10. Did my status screen got a downgrade? What did I do!? Just when I actually wanted to look up a medical word that I know, this crap showed up! BAD LUCK!

Sigh. I should review all my stat just to make sure there are no more hidden surprises.

”Trait” posted:

Bad Luck: Bad fortune follows you. Ridiculous incident and conincident could occur to make ones life harder. Event such as not able to meet a god, got kicked out of an afterlife registry center, meeting monster with one HP left, etc. All within the realm of possibility. However, experiencing more things in life also mean amble opportunities to learn and overcome trail. Learning rate double by an extra +100%

Note: Typo fixed by Charylser. Pending review.
Double experience sounds good until you experience that terrible diarrhea. I sure learned a lot from that and it’s not worth it. Then again, what DID I learn from diarrhea?

”Trait” posted:

Monster Rider – A rider who have the capability of mounting and piloting monster.
Sigh. This didn’t give a boost to the skill version. Maybe it’s a base trait for unlocking the skill instead?

”Trait” posted:

Charylser Aura: The owner is envelopes in the red aura of the god, Charylser. It can only be perceived by magical detection unless the god wished to make it visible. A mark of the follower or agent of Charylser. Its gnostic aura provide special protection of body morphing via shared flash manipulation that provide injured user a simplified unified HP system that allows the user to keep going regardless of actual damage as long as the HP remind above zero. All disease and effect condition still applies, but most disease will be treated as either poison or stat reducing effect without the actual manifestation of its deadly condition.
Oh my god! Thank you, Charylser! I won’t need to fear diarrhea anymore? Is it treated as stat reducing? I really hope so.

”Trait” posted:

Beggar: A person of a specified type, often one to be envied or pitied. The owner doesn’t have to be poor, but their natural demeanor give others the pleading impression. Enhance treatment from sympathizer and penalize from dissenter.

”Trait” posted:

Monster Sympathizer: One who sees monster as more than just monster. The owner will not immediately discriminate monster and may go peaceful resolution if possible.
Not sure if I want this, but it does saved me with that fly trap monster?

quote:

Skill
Monster Riding E: The ability to control and mount on low-intelligent monster for basic operations. Require figuring out or creating a way to make the mounting possible.

Mechanical Driving E – The ability to drive mechanical Vehicle for hours and at safe speed.

Intimidation E – The ability to intimidate others with slightly better success rate.

Bluffing E – The ability to deceive someone as to one’s ability or intentions with slightly better success rate.

Crafting E (Monster Gear) – The ability to custom create compatible casual equipment for monster.
I am very worried of my future with these sort of skills in my arsenal…

L-let’s go back to making that filter jar. Oh, I would have to finish the clean water inside first, so that will be a project later.

Next is the bucket container to hold water. It have to be a full surface without any hole for leaks. I don’t think it is possible to produce leak-free product with my skill and bare hand. I would need to think up something.

All I could really do now is to reinforce the foundation, make a poop hole, and try building a makeshift hut that keep the wind and rain off my face. I do have some experience when my truck window is broken and the few times I have to sleep in my truck in winter…

Poop hole is easy… If I have a saw… Lacking the saw will mean I have to grind two large rock until I make a stone knife. Maybe this will give me a craft weaponry skill.

… It took three hours between rest and grinding. I should had started with a smaller rock, but at least I have something that resemble a long knife with only the front edge slightly sharpened. Now to test this out by making a hole on the back of the foundation.

*Prick* After half an hour of sawing on the back of the wooden foundation, my long knife become a short knife. I didn’t gain any skill throughout these effort and the hole is quarter sawed. Maybe I just need a small hole…

After that, I use the knife to cut out stripes of tree barks from the forest. I stayed relatively close to my lion wheel cart during the harvest, and the moment they roar is the signal for me to drop everything and dash back to the cart. It took a whole day, but after thinning some stripe of tree barks and tie them together to make rope, I wrap a bunch of larger bark strips on top of the foundation and tie them down with the bark rope. I would had cut out the poop hole from the bark, but my stone knife finally gave and broke.

I have the foresight to have the inner side of the bark facing up so I can rest on the smoother surface, but the naturally curved shape of the bark makes them uneven and I get poke by the bark edges enough times to make it not viable for resting. It’s worse than before. I will have to redo or improve upon it tomorrow. Until then, I will be sleeping on the chair.

CYOA Discord link: https://discord.gg/97PkqpN

CourValant
Feb 25, 2016

Do You Remember Love?

So, are we making suggestions again or should we just wait until your next post?

Nyaa
Jan 7, 2010

Q.E.D.



Suggestion would help improve the result of next update.

Blasphemaster
Jul 10, 2008



Tear the bark into really thin strips and weave the strands into a series of thin ropes, then weave that into a WHIP cause we're obviously a MONSTER TAMER OR SOME poo poo.

Xarbala
Feb 13, 2011

Rolling Thunder: War to the Knife, Knife to the Hilt

Why? , that's why.

Do we really need to make this a hostile work environment for our lion-wheels?

Nyaa
Jan 7, 2010

Q.E.D.



Xarbala posted:

Do we really need to make this a hostile work environment for our lion-wheels?
It would be troublesome if they went on strike...

Blasphemaster posted:

Tear the bark into really thin strips and weave the strands into a series of thin ropes, then weave that into a WHIP
This will take a lot of time, but doable.

Nyaa
Jan 7, 2010

Q.E.D.



Thanks to the time consuming foundation failure yesterday, I have to brave the cold as I sit on the chair. Yes, it rained hard last night. Why won’t it not?

Afflicted by Bad Sleep

I should had built a tent first, but I planned to tie it over the foundation and wrap around the vehicle. If nothing goes wrong, I might be able to finish the foundation today and put up some sort of wind blocker by late night.

”Bad Sleep posted:

A serious affliction caused by the lack of proper sleep due to unsatisfactory sleep condition of the individual from various means


Effect: Accident chance + 10%, Overall stat -10%.
I don’t think I can finish both today…. My muscle is tired, somewhat sleepy, and I could use a coffee. Is there coffee?


To my surprise as I went over to search my supply, the wet bark floor have softened from the rain. My bad luck might have solve one problem by causing another. Yet, it’s only a little softer, and running around could still get my feet cut. I hope that it will mellow down within a few more day of rain.


My ration provided by the cult consist of simple meat (for lions) and some sort of grain-like ingredient and berries, which makes me wonders if my diarrhea was actually caused by the abundance of berries I ate instead? It would certainly not show its symptom immediately if I test it on the trap spider. Its corpse should be melting in its grave by now…

A-anyway, there’s no coffee bean or tea leaves that I can tell. All I can is it edibleness. The sack didn’t offer much protection against the rain, so the food might spoil soon, but there’s only one more day worth of food, so I could try to save the less perishable one for tomorrow. Then I should reach the city judging by the amount of ration left.

Wait.

Wait a minute.

What is the thing I suppose to deliver? Did they place it somewhere on the cart? I stopped the cart from top to bottom, but I do not see the package at all! Did It fall off somewhere yesterday!? My first delivery in the other world has failed!? From a task by a horror god?

I lay down on the road and blankly stares at the sky. What should I do? Go back to ask about it? Keep going and hope the cart have a secret contraption? Charylser didn’t mention what I am delivering. For all I know, it could be this cart, or these monster wheels. I kept staring at the sky for a long time while delaying the travel until noon. I thought of so many possibility (of death) and simulated all sorts of horrors due to my failure.

“Hey, lions.” I asked that monster-wheel out of desperation and madness while laying still on the ground without any energy. “Is the package I need to deliver on the cart?”














“ROOOOOOOOOOOOOAR!” The closest lion-wheel close to me roared strongly like there’s a monster. The shockwave is so strong that I flipped over twice.

When I manage to sits up, I told it to answer with a lower volume.

“ROAR!” The lion-wheel roar.

“Huh?” The stupid human who can’t speak monster mumbled.

However, it is clear that this lion understood human speech. Therefore, I proceed with the standard yes/no communication: Roar once for yes, roar twice for no.

quote:

Is the package on the cart?
“Roar, roar.”

quote:

Is the package with the cultist?
“… Roar?”

quote:

Is the package dropped on the ground?
“Roar.”

Well poo poo.

quote:

Do you where to find the package?
“Roar.”

quote:

Good. Take us back to that place and retrieve it.
“… Roar… roar?”

The lion-wheel expressed a very confused expression.

quote:

Was the command too difficult?
“Roar, roar”

quote:

Some place inaccessible?
“Roar…roar?.”

quote:

Is it inside the forest where I spent time to harvest bark?
“Roar, roar.”

I am stuck. How should I proceed? Write-in questions for lion-wheel
A) Go back to ask a real human being
B) Continues to ask the recipient at the city. Hopefully I will have time to make a second trip.
C) Write-lion in

Blasphemaster
Jul 10, 2008



Use the nearby trees as canvases to figure out wtf our LionWheels want to say via Pictionary.

CourValant
Feb 25, 2016

Do You Remember Love?

Nyaa posted:

[b]C) Write-lion in

Ask Charysler.

"This job is stupid enough as is, where is the package? Let's just get this done so we can all go back to worshiping blood?"

super sweet best pal
Nov 18, 2009

No need to sign, we'll take care of that.


Lipstick Apathy

Sounds like a plan, C - pray and hope we didn't mess up.

Nyaa
Jan 7, 2010

Q.E.D.



I look up to the sky. Pondering why I didn't ask the god first. Perhaps I don't really want to talk to that ultra abnormally gross thing that gave me Eye Cancer (Delayed) just from looking at it. Is that some kind of defense? Chemical reaction? Radiation? *Shrug*

"This job is stupid enough as is, where is the package? Let's just get this done so we can all go back to worshiping blood?" I yelled loudly to the sky at Charysler, but held back my aggressiveness halfway when I remember I am talking to a drat monster that can turn me into a lion wheel for all I know.

There's no respond as I waited for few dozen seconds. I begins to look left and right, then checks my status to see if I got any curse or something when a loud dropping noise scare the poo poo out of me.

I want to turn around to look at the source of the sound, but the following silent from behind worries me. This is like those horror movie situation where you are going to get killed if you look back, but you won't if you don't. I know this sounds stupid, but its the most reassuring reasoning I can calm myself down at the moment. Eventually, however, I have to slowly turn to look. I mean, I have to, right? It's just something dropped, right?


I didn't notice at first, but there's a small chest behind my chair. That would be dropped onto my cart from... Somewhere. Anyone can deduct that chest is the package. Problem solved.



Looking at the side, the wooden chest looks... Normal. No special pattern or material. This isn't the kind of... Fashion that Charysler would employ. I was expecting a literal meatbox or something monster-ish. Is this really the package? Maybe it's a cover to not attract anyone's attention to the content...

As a package deliverer, I usually would check then content or at least check the weight of the item. However, that would mean I will have to touch the chest. Should I open it out of professionalism? He didn't said I shouldn't, and this is totally not because I am curious even though I could get cancer and die from the moment I open the pandora box of potential nation nuke that might save a lot of people if I open this now.

Open the chest?
A)Yes
B) Yes
C) Yes
D) NOPE
D) NOPE
D) NOPE
E) ... Slightly. Just a gap for the eyes.
F) Write-in

CourValant
Feb 25, 2016

Do You Remember Love?

Nyaa posted:

Open the chest?

Do NOT open the chest.

Get back on the wagon and start moving.

If Jason Statham has taught me anything about being a Transporter:

Rule Number 1: "Don't change the deal."
Rule Number 2: "No names"
Rule Number 3: "Never open the package."

super sweet best pal
Nov 18, 2009

No need to sign, we'll take care of that.


Lipstick Apathy

Whatever you do, Don't.

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Blasphemaster
Jul 10, 2008



DDD

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