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sharperwriting · 4 years

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Miro’s Box

This NSFW story was requested. It contains toys, large insertion, aphrodisiacs, denial, petplay and encasement. Please enjoy.

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It was the afternoon after Halloween, and a certain cat had gotten lots of sweets, most likely due to the sluttiness of the costume she had been wearing while gathering.

A living room, full of trash and half-eaten candy along with a naked person that had completely forgotten to do her tasks of the day. Miro was laying on the couch, happily watching TV, not really processing what was going on or thinking at all, just staring at the screen aimlessly, rubbing her own exposed pussy lazily every once in a while. Master came into the room, he seemed rather upset already, and the fact that Miro had been slacking off her tasks to watch TV would surely not help the situation, and the fact that her mouth was dirty with the remainders of different candy just made it worse, enough for her Master to decide to do something about it. Miro wasn't noticing anything or thinking at all, not even that her Master had come back, not until the familiar sound of a click on her neck was heard. Miro's eyes opened wide and looked back, just to see her master, looking straight at her, more than soon enough Miro remembered everything she had to do before her Master got home, and everything that she had slacked off. She tried to plead for mercy by using puppy eyes but her Master was already tugging hard on the leash of the collar, which meant punishment. Miro was walking on 4s, naked, her ears dropped in shame and heading to the house's dungeon, both good and bad memories were made in that room, but she felt like this one was going to get added to the bad ones. Miro would sit outside of the room while Master took time to make preparations. Her pussy was twitching in excitement, but her mind was worried about what would be done to her this time, she loved Master but he could get really rough, not like that was a complain on her part, but she had a strange relationship with pain. The door would open once more, the items were set in the center of the room, a huge buttplug that she would still feel sore about from the last time it was used in her, a couple vibrating dildos, a syringe with a pink liquid inside that she was familiar with, and a large crate that she hadn't seen before. The Master gave a pat on the crate and Miro immediately knew what order she had to follow, siting on the crate and waiting for his Master to apply the contents of the syringe. The content of the syringe wasn't malicious in any way, nor did it do permanent damage of any kind as long as it wasn't used in daily basis, twice a week was a tops. Miro still feared a bit when she was injected with it, she didn't like syringes at all, needles terrified her, but before she could even notice, the needle was already inside of her, the liquid being injected into her body. Miro's head started to feel blank, fog nullifying her previous thoughts, her pussy was twitching madly, soaking wet in need, hardened and erect nipples, breathing faster and harder to the point of panting. Master gave a sign and Miro quickly jumped off the crate, getting on 4s as if she were a dog , her mouth open with a wide smile and her tongue out and letting saliva drool onto the ground, her eyes watering themselves while her stare was fixed on Master. Master placed the buttplug on the floor, pointing upwards, without the need of an order, Miro knew what she had to do, squatting on the plug so it was pressing against her asshole, the tip stretching the sensitive and used hole already. Master pulled out his cock out of his pants, big, thick and something that Miro was, at the moment, dreaming to suck. He knew how badly Miro wanted it, but this was a punishment after all. "Now now, how do you ask when you want something?" He teased, moving his package closer to her face. "Meow! Meow meow! purr~" Miro would later on feel the humiliation of doing that sort of thing but as of the moment, her mind wasn't working perfectly, she couldn't make rational thoughts so actually talking was off the menu as well. "Suck" Master gave the order, with Miro not wasting any time to follow it as fast as she could, getting her master's dick inside of her mouth and starting to taste on it, feeling his scent, his savor, his hardness as the erection grew, it was so hypnotizing. The buttplug was still poking on her asshole, Master sometimes pushing Miro down which made her hiss, but that only got her harder pushing, to the point where her asshole felt really stretched, she knew she could go further into it but it was already pressing against the back of her womb. Miro was licking and sucking on Master's thick cock, giving him long licks from the base of his length to the head of his cock, sucking either the head of his cock or having one lip press against his pubis while the other was pressing his balls, slapping on her chin while he fucked her throat. The position was very much hard to hold, Miro's legs were starting to give out from being squatting but at last it looked like Master was going to cum soon. And soon he did, grabbing Miro by the head and pushing all the way in, shooting rope after rope of hot seed deep inside of her. Miro's eyes rolled upwards, her own hands reaching for her soaked crotch, which was still untouched, she needed to masturbate and to cum, she was way too horny. As soon as she changed her position, she couldn't keep balance, her legs gave out and a very loud yelp along with a slapping sound would be heard. Miro had fallen on the floor and the buttplug was deep inside of her, stretching her insides without any kind of mercy, pressing against the back of her womb, Miro almost fell unconscious for the shock and the pain, her mind was a mess, her body had stopped responding from the shock. It was very overwhelming and that could be seen as Miro fell to the side, drooling onto the floor, the buttplug having secured itself deep inside of her body. Master, knowing how Miro had experienced that before, knew she would be more than fine, but that didn't change the fact that it hurt quite a bit. Master opened the box, grabbing Miro as if she was a doll, just to carefully place her inside of the box, she was put on 4s. She hadn't noticed earlier but the box had holes, one at the mouth's height, and by the cold air that entered inside it would seem like there was a hole for her pussy and ass as well. But, her ass was plugged and it wouldn't seem like she could get it unplugged any time soon. A vibration sound started to resonate outside of the box. Miro opened her mouth, the first one always went inside of her mouth for some reason, this time was no different as Miro felt the plastic being pushed deep inside of her mouth, filling the hole. The second one was usually anal, but that was plugged so there was nothing to do there. Or that was what she was thinking. Not a dildo, but a different type of vibrator was attached to the plug. Strong enough to make the entire plug vibrate deep inside of her asshole, the back of her womb vibrating which made her squirm in agony, searching for more pleasure as it was enough to frustrate her immediately but not to get her off. But there were three vibrators, she knew the third one would help her get off, even if they were a bit smaller than usual, they could be of use to her, they could get her off. The sound of vibration outside of the box could be heard a third time. Miro's hips were shaking, rocking to the sides and back and forth, impatient, needy, overfilled with desire to get off. But, that didn't come. The third vibrator was left on the table to vibrate alone. She wasn't going to get off, and she knew that the moment the door of the room was opened, and closed once more. Miro rocked the box back and forth violently, trying to get off the encasement she was in, maybe open the top of the box or use her hands to masturbate, but the box was just big enough to contain her, she couldn't move much inside, her back was going to hurt a lot after the session but that didn't matter to her at the moment. She couldn't move, she couldn't cum, and there was no one to plead to. Half an hour had passed, one hour, one and a half hours and Miro had tears streaming down her face with the vibrations not having died off yet, two hours, two hours and a half and Miro had lost all strength inside of her body, feeling close as to passing out. Thankfully, the vibrations stopped, one at a time so that meant they were being turned off and not dying, which meant that Master had come back. The crate was opened and Master would find inside a Miro that was crying, desperate, her crotch hurt by the need, her ass was still plugged, and a large puddle was between her legs, with lots of liquids streaming down her thighs. Master got her out of there, with Miro's body giving out but not unconscious yet, she wanted one thing more. "m-meow.....meooow.......meow...." She meowed sadly, as if she were asking to come. The injection had run out a while ago, she could process and talk, but... that wouldn't get her anywhere. Back at the living room, with Miro, a towel and a vibrating wand on the Master's arms. Miro would be left laying on the couch, the towel between her legs, her sensitive breasts pressing on the couch while her head was near her Master's crotch. The half-eaten sweets and trash had disappeared, he had been cleaning up while she got her punishment. There was something interesting on the table, not only had he been cleaning, he also had made liquid chocolate for some reason. The reason would be very much clear soon enough, as he pulled out his member out of his pants, pouring chocolate over his half-erect cock. Miro immediately started to lick it off, as if she was cleaning him. Master kept pouring more onto his crotch, but there was another item, the vibrating wand. As Master got fully hard, he pushed the wand against Miro's crotch, her eyes widening and suddenly moaning loudly, the wand being turned on to high, Miro couldn't held but to shake and tear up while she was having a very powerful orgasm, she tried to keep licking but her mind was getting overrun by the wild pleasure, her fluids splashing out of her into the towel while her eyes focused on Master and on his cock. She passed out cold on the couch from the pleasure, leaving Master hard, but he didn't mind. The towel was soaking wet after the orgasm and he was pretty sure Miro would be unconscious for a long while. Maybe he could remove the plug while she was out.... Or maybe not. He could pass a good night with her sucking him off while the plug was still inside, but the next thing she wanted to do with her would be to eat the remaining candy that she had left un-touched. As for the moment, he caressed her head, gently touching her cheeks and placing gentle kisses on her, he whispered "Good girl~".

#sfw #lemon #fic #Miro tag #thedarkfemscout #happy end

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iantown · 6 years

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Strange Journey Redux: 7/10

Spoilers ahead.

The game is good, but has definite flaws. I’ll list out my pros and cons, then explain them afterwards. I’ve only done the Neutral+ ending just now, and I plan to play the other ones when I feel like picking the game up again.

Pros: SubApp limit removed. Womb of Grief is a good dungeon with great music. Good bosses with crazy designs. Monokuma Zeus. I didn’t have to grind to beat the game.

Cons: Final dungeon - it was ugly, had forgettable music and a gimmick that was done once already in the Womb of Grief. Alex. Demonee-Ho’s questline is way too useful to be ignored, but there’s no way of knowing this short of doing them.

SubApp developments are major quality of life improvements. Aside from the fact that you don’t have to mix and match anymore, there are also new ones that make the game real nice. Gibo Eyes doesn’t exist anymore - you just get it and can view weaknesses (once discovered) at any time.

I haven’t seen anyone complain about the SubApp change either - I figure this would be the exact thing that would be ripe for calling it casualized (a phrase I think carries little weight). What matters is the gameplay experience, and going into the menu to manage apps keeps me from dungeon crawling and demon interactions. I will say that I’d be OK with subapps being limited if menu access was fast, but there’s a bit of a delay even accessing your quick-menu. Snappy menus are something I really like, and having to wait a second or two for a menu to pop up bugs me.

The Womb of Grief is primarily good due to the soundtrack, but is overall solid. Both the level and new boss music get me pumped. The dungeon’s design itself integrates into the base game nicely by weaving difficulty levels between a Sector (base game) and a Sphere (womb). I decided to play this way for the most part until I got to Zeus (his fight aura really fucked me), but the design of the dungeon let me just come back to it later and kick Zeus’ ass once I was done with Grus, and continue through the next sphere as if I was back on track. Legitimately good content.

Also, all of the Redux bosses had a mechanic I didn’t see in the base game. They each had their own version of control over the fight that worked in different ways. Anahita’s was basic - she’s weak to fire, but when her aura is up, fire attacks couldn’t be used. The others were more involved and I appreciated them! They meant you needed to think through the fight, but could manage it if you adapted fast.

I actually did end up grinding to beat the game, but it wasn’t out of necessity. Tthat was more because I wanted my Alice, Trumpeter and Fenrir to be supercharged (took me about 500k macca. juicy). Turns out that didn’t matter too much because of the 2nd phase of Shekinah (rip Demeter), but I got to set up my demons exactly how I wanted them. Powerful but mortal. Anyway, you shouldn’t have to. The final boss will probably be a long fight due to the two different shuffle-puzzles you get to deal with.

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Alright, now for cons.

The final dungeon- Epicurean Ascent or whatever it was called - is real boring. It recycles the Womb Sphere 5 gimmick of +1 teleportations, except with faces on walls instead of graves with childlike-flowers (? I thought this was strange). The demons there were rather annoying for me. A lot of them were Dark, so I couldn’t con them into my party which was a bummer. By the time you’re at that dungeon, you’re likely at the point where you can’t fuse many new things without knowing exactly what’s available, so there’s not much fun in demon management. You kill or run. That removed a lot of the fun for SMT for me - looking forward to new demons. Perhaps that’s what it’s like at the endgame of other SMTs, but that’s a total bummer.

Alex is a thin excuse for a character that has an uninteresting character arc. You don’t get any hints as to her purpose until maybe about Womb 4, which is more than halfway through the game. She’s just attempting to kill you until then. Even when she does get a 2nd dimension, it’s impersonal, short and Ultimately she fulfills her purpose - she represents the future, and the MC needs something to remind him of why he fights as he becomes immortal (in Neutral+ anyway). I do think the game does need her, but I really wish she was fleshed out a lot more. There was certainly the time to do so.

Worth playing if you like tough dungeons, party customization, and being the JRPG version of Doomguy, who shares his demon-slaying throne with the SJ MC. I’m glad finally released from this game so I can play SMT3.

#shin megami tensei #strange journey redux #game review #review

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thetradeway · 3 years

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Session 38 27 Mar 2021: The Flesh Ripper - “We can salvage this!”

The world is a massive bollocking twat this week, so nobody is super happy. Luckily it’s D&D day! Ed reminds us that Melaina did 46 damage in one hit last week, making us all feel inferior. Foul noises are coming from roll20, worrying all of us. Maybe it’s a chest opening noise!

Joe suggests a different noise, one that sounds like a very large beast doing a cross between a belch and a roar, and this one kills Matthew’s sound card. Too much gain on the monster noises.

Matthew heard a news story about a baby shark getting swallowed whole by a crocodile. Tiktok is going to go nuts for that one, they love baby sharks. Ed says he heard about how sometimes baby sharks eat each other in the womb, and it’s the most metal thing he’s ever heard of. There’s a verse for the baby shark song. (We all conspicuously do not sing it, for the sake of Sophie who has never heard it.)

There’s some waffle about the clocks changing while we wait to see if Mina is joining us; she hasn’t been on the group chat today. I send her a message but it doesn’t seem to get delivered. We wait a few minutes to see if she’ll get back to us. Just as Joe gives me control of Kessler, she pops in. lol.

There are some Ever Given memes on the group chat, and then we get started. We are in the Flesh Ripper’s lair…

The arcane casters (except Melaina, who doesn’t have a high enough spell slot yet) all get the Woundbind spell, which they can add to their spell lists.

The doorway on the other side of the canal where we defeated the Black Puddings is blocked with carcasses and bones. Does it look like the flesh has been ripped off them?

DM: “Yeah.”

Ahleqs: “ohhhhh noooooo……”

Kessler rolls Investigation on the pile of... stuff and gets a 15. It’s made of bones and gristle and fat from all manner of creatures from rats to trolls or ogres. The limbs look torn off. (It’s a wookiee - we just need to make sure we let it win.) She can see it will take some strength to shift the bones if we want to get through that tunnel. The roar comes again; we see the back of Ahleqs’ head as he makes a break for it. We could go back and say it wasn’t in…?

We go around the other corner instead and Melaina is immediately attacked by something, finding herself suspended in… something, and her flesh begins to burn.

(Sophie, reading the description of the attack: “‘Engulf’. Bollocks. That sounds awful.”)

She makes a DEX save and escapes. It is a gelatinous cube, AKA, the Dungeon Roomba! (This would explain why the rest of the sewer is so immaculately clean.)

Tarragon Thunderwaves it but it makes the save. She backs up a little. Grease Wizard is up next. He moves closer. “Oh! That thing’s horrendous, look at it.” He throws some acid at it, believing it to be not very dexterous. He is correct - its save is -3, so that is a fail. (Ahleqs, seeing this, warms up a Fireball - forgetting about the gas pockets Shanks warned us about. DM says he can make a Perception check as a free action to see if he smells gas. He rolls a 13; he doesn’t smell anything flammable and is very pleased about this.)

Kessler is up. She is reluctant to punch it, in spite of the potential to make it wobble like a jelly. Ahleqs suggests eating her way out if that happens. She opts for the crossbow instead, and hits it for 5 points of piercing damage. She reloads and fires again for another hit and 10 damage this time. She makes a hide attempt as a bonus action, but she’ll be doing it at disadvantage because she’s trying to hide in nothing. (Cue the Bumblebee gif again.) She rolls two tens and is not hidden. She decides she IS hidden, because she has her hands in front of her eyes. “Close enough.”

Melaina moves and makes a hide attempt, as she is on the other side of the cube now. Nat 20 for a 30 total, she is now in the ethereal plane. She shoots with Sharpshooter, rolling a 21, for 21 plus 13 damage. It wobbles like dropped jelly, and cracks start to form.

Like a blancmange when it goes bad? Well, blancmanges are MADE bad, they don’t GO bad, but yes, like that.

Brother Carl can’t do much. Does he have any paperwork he needs to catch up on? He needs to safeguard both his hit points anyway. He rolls bad on his DEX check to get out of the water and can’t manage it, so he sits down in the water like a toddler having a tantrum in a paddling pool. Not having enough movement to stand back up, his turn is over.

Matthew: “Poor Carl!”

The Cube moves to engulf Ahleqs and Brother Carl - no wait, we’ve missed Ahleqs in the order. Okay, it’s his turn. The cube moves politely back to allow him to go.

The roar comes again and we all immediately panic. Is the ripper approaching?

Ahleqs makes a DEX check to get out of the water on the opposite side to the cube - the same side we found the pile of bones and limbs. He rolls a 21. He scampers up like a gazelle and administers two Eldritch Blasts to the Cube, in short order. “Zap!” A 12 and a 17 for 4 damage total. “Yeah, he better wobble!” Does he sense that it fears him? (Probably not.)

Brother Charity gets a go. Does anyone need any making less poorly?

Us: “You, maybe?”

He slams a potion, regaining 16HP. He holds a healing spell in case something awful happens.

DM: “Okay…. Wheeee!” Oh no. ‘Wheeeeee’ is never a good sound to hear coming from a Dungeon Master.

The cube zooms forward and engulfs Tarragon and Brother Carl, but we both make our DEX saves. It throws a pseudopod at Tarragon but whiffs badly with a nat 1.

Tarragon has had enough; she Rages and hits it with her quarterstaff for 11 damage.

We can see lots of splits in the cube now; it looks in a bad way. Like a chewed Haribo. A sad sight to see stuck to a window in town. Gideon is up - with a little manoeuvring he can throw a Thunderwave at it without hitting Carl or Tarragon. It seems to have a high CON score though so it will likely make its save again… He decides to do an Aganazzar’s Scorcher instead. He stretches out his hands and a big flaming line flies out of them like a flame thrower and burns the shit out of the cube, and Gideon chuckles to himself.

“Engulf this!”

It fails its DEX save and takes 11 fire damage. Woohoo! Does he want to move? No, Gideon is no coward, he’s a stalwart Dwarf dammit.

The small folk are putting the bigjobs to shame today. Kessler gets the how-de-do-dis with her Firebolt. Hey! The bolt penetrates the cube and blows it apart from inside “because I love that kinda shit.”

Melaina is up - wait, what? I thought we did-dis?

There will be a Reason, Duncan is sure. Melaina is AFK so Matthew shouts to the kitchen to ask Sophie what she wants to do. She is cooking ribs. She can’t see what’s going on so she moves forward to attack the cube, not knowing it’s dead. and Joe asks her to show him the path she took. Oh no…

She stumbles into another gelatinous cube. She can make her DEX save, and glides right out of it on the other side to do a backflip and taking no damage. She gives it a stabby with her rapier with a ten, which hits for 7 piercing damage. She yells to let the rest of us know what’s happening around the corner.

Carl stands up and makes another attempt to get out of the water. Really focusing now… a 7. If he goes up to the plank the DM will let him make a STR check to climb up the plank. He rolls a 17! Yeahhhhhh.

It’s the second cube’s turn. Melaina must repeat her DEX save - Matthew will click it for her. a 24!

Brother Carl still gets an attack, so he swings with his mace for a natty 20! Crit table says “Bonk on the noggin. Max damage and roll the damage dice again.” And the mace dissolves…? No, it’s fine. Phew.

DM goes to get more wine, but Ahleqs is up next after that. Would he like to do some spells and shit? He doesn’t want to waste any slots though… Flesh ripper and all…

He will Eldritch Blast again. Zap! Just a hit, with a 20 and a 21 for 13 damage total. Nice.

Charity: “Carl, be careful!” With that, can he scooch past Tarragon? Good luck, she’s raging and all elbows, and will probably do an opportunity attack on him. He slides down the side of the canal instead and goes around her. He clambers back up - well he tries, but rolls a 9 on his DEX check. He goes through all his spells. “That won’t work… Nor that…” He opts in the end for Eldritch Blast and 12 damage total, insisting that it’s ‘divine energy’. Hmmm.

Tarragon rushes forward, still in her red mist, and smacks it with her quarterstaff for 9 more damage; she would move back out of the way to let everyone else get in, but it doesn’t occur to her so she doesn’t.

Gideon does a Chill Touch: “Hyahhh! Ohhhh…” He hits with an 11 for 3 damage. “I’m helping!”

Kessler shoots another Firebolt. 25 to hit and 12 fire damage “to old Blobby.” Kill it with fire!

Melaina backs up and hides, and shoots. She is literally the only competent one among us. 15 hits and 29 damage. Howdy Doody! “It implodes on itself like a nasty custard.”

We beat the dungeon! Yay!

DM: “Nope - not even close.” Aw beans.

Melaina moves forward and finds a loot chest. Too excited to check for traps, she tears it open to find a carved ivory lion with gems for eyes.

Brother Charity scoots around, avoiding Tarragon’s eye line. She growls at him as he goes by, but no-one hears that.

Gideon finds another chest and tries to kick it open but it just rocks back and forth. It doesn’t seem locked upon inspection, so he flips it open to find a blue gem and a sheet of parchment (first level spell scroll). He rolls a D6; a 3. It is a sorcerer spell. He has a bunch of spells so he offers it to Ahleqs.

Gideon rolls a d20 - he gets a 9. It is a scroll of Feather Fall. “Ah! That’s useful!” If he copies it into his book instead of casting it from the scroll, he can learn it. He’ll stuff it into a pocket. He checks on his flumph; it is safe in its pocket-aquarium.

Does Ahleqs want to interact with the chest he’s found? He’s seen others do it; he will try to remember what Melaina does after she says “I’ll check for traps”. He rolls a 17 and doesn’t find any. He can’t find the macro to roll for treasure at first; he gets it together and opens the chest to find 140sp.

Have we looted this part of the dungeon already - oh shit there’s some kind of slurping, gurgling growl. Melaina runs back to hide behind the pillar. We might have to deal with them bones, the ones blocking that pathway...

Brother Charity sweeps dramatically down the stairs toward Tarragon and attempts an ode - Matthew plays the worst audio I’ve ever heard. It’s a very badly sung song, ending with a marriage proposal.

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Tarragon: “Does 23 hit you?”

Charity: “23 hits the fuck out of me.” She does 9 bludgeoning damage with her quarterstaff.

DM: “So you were actually singing that?” Ohhhhh nooooo. This is DM speak for ‘good luck fuckers, the Flesh Ripper heard you.’

We all immediately shit ourselves, but nothing happens straight away. We are all still digging in the bones. Kessler moves forward to Goblin Smash the pile; not the most stealthy tactic. We persuade her to wait a moment before going ham on the bones.

Melaina thinks she could squeeze through the little gap at the top. She and Tarragon make Stealth and Dex checks while Brother Carl helps Brother Charity up; Charity takes a health potion.

Melaina can’t quite get through the hole, but Tarragon scrambles up and through it - not quietly, however.

She finds the Flesh Ripper.

Tarragon presses herself into the wall on the other side - she makes a stealth check with Guidance and manages to keep out of its sight. (Notes are a little spotty from here as I am panicking.)

Tarragon makes a Minor Illusion of the thing on the other side of the pile of bones so the others can see it.

Ed: “Put that away! Put that back in the monster deck!”

Ahleqs casts Mage Hand to cover his eyes, only then realising that its translucent.

Can we fit the armoured goblin through the gnome hole?

Charity asks if he can cast a proprietary spell; Gideon wants to know how many musical numbers are involved. None, his solar plexus has learned his lesson.

He scrambles up and tries to follow his true love through the hole. He’s doing great stealth, but his DEX isn’t going so well so he is struggling to scramble through. He manages eventually, and joins Tarragon on the other side.

Tarragon whisper-apologises for hitting him but says she doesn’t want to marry him. He presses his finger to his own lips, and then to hers; she bites him. He rolls CON to keep from yelping with pain but fails, and we roll initiative.

FUCKkkkkkkkckKKKKCKKkk!

Joe mutes his microphone so he can laugh, and the Flesh Ripper descends upon Charity and Tarragon.

It does something called Whirlwind of Claws which forces a DC19 DEX save. (DC! 19!!!) Tarragon and Charity both fail and take 44 - that’s FORTY FOUR - points of damage. The attack pushes the rest of the bones out of the tunnel, letting the others in behind us thankfully. Charity also does some cold damage to the thing when it hits him.

They all roll initiative and join us.

Joe: I will say one word to you before we start: Primara. (The unicorn!)

Gideon goes first and busts out the big guns. He can cast Fireball at the thing’s head and miss us, because it’s so huge. He also thinks the stonework will take a blast, so he goes for it. It fails its DEX save, ha HA! That means that it takes 27 fire damage and anything flammable in the area also bursts into flame. “Take that, you big monstrosity - die!”

Can it see those of us on the other side of the little tunnel? Yes, because it’s crouching down and looking for us.

Ahleqs also does a Fireball.

Tarragon, panicked, Rages and goes Brown bear.

Melaina shoots with her bow, with a 22 which hits. She does 28 damage. How de do dis??? Please??? She moves back into the water.

Kessler runs at the thing and smashes it with her Thunder Gauntlets. Dirty 20 to hit, for 11 Thunder damage. She uses Fury of the Small to do another 6 damage on top, and goes for another punch. 22 to hit, and ten more Thunder damage. Good opening salvo. As she’s using Guardian armour, she can force disadvantage on the Flesh Ripper if it attacks anyone other than her for the next round. Noice.

Brother Carl is up. He prepares himself for another round of combat in a water trough, as Matthew forgot about him. He makes a DEX check to climb up the side and rolls an 8 which is a failure. He uses the rest of his movement to stand up and look sheepish.

Brother Charity, and the Flesh Ripper is on deck. “I think we may have got off on the wrong foot here…” he casts Magical Glove, aka Shillehglghlbhgllehhlahh. 23 hits, and he does 12 bludgeoning and 2 fire damage. Fire damage? Huh.

The flesh ripper makes a multi attack which gives it FIVE ATTACKS. It misses Kessler with its bite and goes for a slash with its claws, so she reaction-shields. It claws again and misses, and goes for another which also misses.

It does Whirlwind of Claws again. Charity and Kessler go down, and Tarragon is almost re-gnomed.

Gideon calls us back, hoping that those of us still up can hear him. He then does a Ray of Enfeeblement on the Flesh Ripper. He misses. “BALLLLLLLS!”

Kessler, raising her unconscious head for a moment for a spot of sass: “I really dislike that dwarf.”

Gideon: “At least I’ll be alive next round.”

(Savage. lol.)

Ahleqs calls Primara, who rolls initiative to join us.

That was his bonus action. He apologises to Primara for getting her killed, then does another fireball. It makes its save and Ahleqs rolls low on the damage, so it only takes 8 fire. Ahleqs, to himself: “Do I run away?”

Primara moves forward to do a Healing Touch on Brother Charity, who regains consciousness and 11HP. He assumes it was something he did. She then casts Shimmering Shield on Tarragon, which gives her a +2 bonus to her AC.

Bear-Tarragon makes a multi attack and hits twice; the thing is starting to look ‘mildly wounded’. She’ll take it.

Melaina tries Hideous Laughter. “Bazinga.” It fails its save, yay! It falls prone, and incapacitated. We have a choice here - we can cut and run or marmalise it. She rolls to see which way it falls - it collapses on bear-Tarragon, who is trapped underneath it and takes 9 damage.

Kessler makes a death save and rolls a 7 - a fail.

Brother Carl tries to get out of the stuff again. (Maybe he and Popcorn should babysit each other.) He rolls a 4.

Brother Charity is up next. He takes a risk and uses a bonus action to use his healer’s kit. He has to roll 13 or more - and gets a 24. (He injects himself with adrenaline. “I’M ALIVE!!!!”) He Cure Woundses the living shit out of Kessler with a fourteen and shlblgheghldsdllghhs the Flesh Ripper with a Nat 20! Stunning blow - Max damage and the target must make a DC14 Con save or be stunned. (If this fails, it’s back on its feet as it has saved from the Hideous Laughter now.) He lucks out - the Ripper rolls a 7 and is stunned!

It misses its turn as it’s stunned. (It automatically fails saving throws now.) Boom for big fireball damage from Gideon - but no, it only takes 21 fire damage.

Ahleqs is up. “Okay. Um. Do I have to climb out?” (of the bone rubble). Yes, a DC10 DEX check to get out. “It’ll be fine, it’ll be fine, check this out. Yay! Just enough.” He rolls an 11. He stands behind Charity and casts Burning Hands at level 2 for 14 fire damage. It looks a bit bloodied. Huh. Ahleqs gets a nosebleed and takes a few steps back.

Primara is up next. She comes up to Tarragon and does a Healing Touch to give her 11 HP back, and then Shimmering Shield again, and darts back out of range. Me, OOC: “Thank you, I say in Bear.”

Bear-Tarragon does another multi-attack - one hits the other misses, doing ten damage total.

Melaina takes aim with her bow, with encouragement from Goose. 28 damage! (Sophie, OOC: “That’s actually pretty disappointing damage.”)

Kessler is next. She gets up and clicks her neck. She goes right for the groin with her Thunder Gauntlets, 18 to hit and 6 Thunder damage. The second below the belt shot is only a ten so it misses. She dodges around it and disengages as her bonus action.

What does Brother Carl want to do? Splash around in the water? Play with a rubber duck? He decides to try the plank to help himself get out and rolls an 8 STR check. He punches the wall. DM is feeling charitable; he can make a DEX check as well if he likes. Nat 20! He basically levitates out of the water. Ahleqs holds up a little placard with ‘9.5’ on it.

Brother Charity is up. “Ohhhhh balls.” He sighs and does shillebblhlghsfflgjhheh. “Twelvesies?” That’s a miss. “I gently pat him on the shin.” Bonus action - healing potion. Wise. He regains 5HP.

It does the whirlwind again - Tarragon is gnomed and knocked out, and Charity also goes down. The flesh ripper crawls over him to get to the others.

It then hits Brother Carl with a 30 and a 19 - 49 slashing damage total. He goes down, no duh.

Gideon is next, and he casts Haste on Melaina. More speed, AC, DEX and attacks. Woo! He’s basically turned her into a superhero.

Kessler: “Or a super villain.”

Melaina hurriedly: “Shut up…”

Ahleqs is up. He doesn’t need to be in melee with it so that Melaina gets advantage, right? Cool, then he will cast Misty Step and not needlessly throw his life away. For his action he can do a cantrip, so he does Eldritch Blast and uses ToC. “Is that a good idea…?”

Chorus of “Do it do it do it.” Big money, no whammies. Two hits! 7 damage, plus 3. ten total, and he rolls on the old chart. 51: A spectral shield hovers near him for the next minute, granting him +2 to AC and immunity to Magic Missile attacks. He’s protected from Kessler if she goes more rogue than usual, sweet.

Primara moves forward to gently nuzzle Tarragon and brings her back with 11HP. She gives her a quizzical look, and says “teleport?” in her head in Elvish. Tarragon is good in here, but thanks. She politely declines and prepares to do some more battering.

She casts Greater Shilldhbbblhlshggewehh, and hits with a 21 for just 9 damage. “What? This spell is BALLS!” (In addition to the ‘DM win’ button, Joe apparently has an ‘offer false hope’ button.)

Melaina rolls to hide with a 23. “Hidden?” Yes. She shoots twice; thanks Ed. She misses twice. “Sorry, Gideon, I’m wasting my gift.”

Kessler is going to - let’s see… Magic Missile…? Would need to cast it at level 2… That would be four darts… (Ahleqs from the back, sounding pleased: “I’m immune to that.”) No, she thinks her crossbow will do more damage, so she takes aim once at each head. the first misses, as does the second. Bonus action she drinks a GHP.

(Matthew OOC: “Can I just point out that Magic Missile would have hit four times.”)

Brother Carl makes a death save, and passes with a 14. Charity rolls a death save and passes. He gets HP back… It’s a thing he can do. Hmmm.

He is still under the flesh ripper though. He casts Vampiric Touch on it. Can’t miss, as his face is pressed against its undercarriage. Can he have ADV on the roll? Yeah, okay. Oh, apparently he can miss.

Tarragon and Kessler see, to our horror, the wounds on the hide of the thing start to knit back together.

Tarragon: “Ah, fuck.”

Kessler: “That ain’t right.”

It turns around and does the whirlwind thing again; Tarragon goes down. It crawls over her and attempts to eat Primara. It attacks with a 22 and does 14 slashing damage, then attacks again with a 30 for 19 damage. Then attacks AGAIN with a 22. Then it bites her with a 23 and does 10 piercing and 2 poison damage.

Primara casts Heal Self - phew! Then she teleports herself and Tarragon out of there. Gideon’s turn.

He can see the flesh ripper’s weird grey bits, so he has line of sight. He doesn’t have an awful lot of time for this creature so he burns it again, hoping that the burning prevents the regeneration. DEX save! He is running out of spell slots though. It rolls a 19 - “Ah, that bitch!” It’s still engulfed in flame though. He might have a scroll here somewhere… He has invincib - no, invisibility. (Invincibility would be pretty fuckin’ useful.)

Gideon may cut and run, it depends how the rest of this goes. For the time being, he will hang around. How generous. “Use fire!” he directs us all.

Ahleqs spends some time calculating distance before casting Eldritch Blast with ToC. He rolls a dirty 20 and a 17 for 8 total Force damage. “That’s a small number!” Creatures have Disadvantage on saves versus his next spell for a minute. That’s good.

Now comes the sad moment where we see the unicorn removed from the turn order, probably. She has a legendary action and uses it to heal herself. So not dead just yet, but she can’t do much else this turn.

Tarragon passes a death save. “Yeah. Winning at life.”

Melaina has been watching the ripper with her beady little peepers. (Ed returns from somewhere. “Is it dead? Did we win?”) Can she hide, on the basis that she can see it but it can’t see her? Yes, so she rolls a 27. She is hidden! She shoots with a 21 for 27 damage, and takes her second attack. She risks using Sharpshooter again, but misses. She has extra movement from the Haste spell, so she uses it to step over Brother Carl’s body and move a little further away from the Flesh Ripper.

Kessler rolls a death save - an 18.

Brother Carl rolls a death save - a 2, so a fail.

Charity rolls a death save - a 5, so another fail.

The Flesh Ripper takes a turn, and uses it to do whirlwind of claws against Ahleqs and Gideon. Even if he passes, Ahleqs is going down. Oh, also Melaina gets to roll versus this attack as well, Joe says. Gideon, predictably, fails the save. Less predictably, he is still up after the attack. Melaina makes the save so she only takes 22 damage. Only! No wait - she has Evasion. No wait, no she doesn’t, we’re only level 6. She has Uncanny Dodge though, so she takes quarter damage, so 11. “No thank you! Not today!”

It’s still got four attacks. Aw, fuck.

It bites Gideon. “That modifier is monstrous, I hate it.” He goes down. “I should have run away, no!!! Oh, what a horrible place to die!”

Melaina is the last one standing.We could legitimately be looking at a TPK, here...

At least our bones will all lay together.

The only thing Primara can do is resurrect us if we die, and she can only do that once; she darts away and tries to hide so she can emerge and save us if we actually die.

Gideon rolls a death save (ten - pass), as does Ahleqs (also a ten). Then Tarragon (18).

Wait - Gideon’s Haste spell in Concentration. When he goes down it drops. Ed, reading the spell description for the first time - “oh no! Oh fuck! Ohhhh…” In his defence, he wasn’t expecting to get mullered in one round.

Melaina can’t move on her turn now, or take actions until her next turn because the Haste has dropped. Can she go limp and slide into the water like an octopus? The DM - very generously - lets her take a bonus action to hide. “I can feel a natural 1 coming on…” She rolls a 14 total - the thing’s Passive Perception is 12, so she is hidden. Skin of our knickers.

Kessler makes her next death save with a 17. The Brothers also make saves; Carl rolls an 8 and Charity a 19. Ahleqs rolls a death save and gets a 9 - a fail.

Ed, OOC: “We can salvage this!”

Primara has a go at Entangling the flesh ripper; she thinks it’s probably pointless to try, but it rolls a 13 to save versus the spell and is entangled! Yay!

Tarragon fails her next death save. Melaina is up. Can she get past it? She can dash as a bonus action… She shoots at it while hidden first, using her ‘everything-I’ve-got’ button. 18 hits, but she only gets 27 damage. DM tells us not to run - we are SO CLOSE to killing it. Melaina runs to join Primara, whose space she can share because the unicorn is Tiny.

Kessler makes her death save and stabilises. Brother Carl rolls a nat 1 - and dies.

Fuck.

Brother Charity rolls a success on his save with an 11. The Flesh Ripper tries to break free of the Entangle - and fails! Yay! It regenerates some HP though.

Gideon makes a death save - and gets a 19. He’s closer to being alive than dead - but in a death save sense, not a general sense. Ahleqs rolls a ten - another success.

Ed realises he missed a death save, and rolls it now - he succeeds, and Gideon stabilises. Yay! That was a good decision.

Primara is up. Joe checks some spells… She can’t do anything to help so she stays put. Tarragon fails a death save. (Next turn, either way...)

Melaina sneaks to the door and hides, and shoots - but misses with a ten. She recedes back like a turtle into her cave.

Kessler stabilises.

Brother Carl is dead, so Brother Charity rolls a save and he stabilises too. Phew.

Flesh Ripper goes next, and tries to break free but is still Entangled! Here’s our Hail Mary.

Ahleqs rolls another death save - and succeeds, stabilising. “In a number of hours, I can crawl my horrid carcass…”

Tarragon fails her last death save - and dies.

Fuck.

Melaina rolls a 13 to hide. She shoots with an 18 and hits, for 28 damage - how-de-do-dis!

The arrow goes into one of its’ horrible heads, which looks at the other head and goes “what the fuck!” And it dies. Joe plays some horrible audio. Final Fantasy Fanfare!

Primara comes out and says she has the power to bring one of us back - but only one. They have to choose - Brother Carl, or Tarragon.

Gideon thinks it’s not a hard choice. Melaina doesn’t want to say it too quickly.

They wait an hour while Primara goes about raising Tarragon from the dead, by casting the spell Raise Dead. Some of the others regain consciousness over the course of the hour. There are no more monsters around, so we can take a rest if we want.

We very much do want.

On the plus side, we can level up - yay!

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That evening was filled with nothing except excited conversation. You were there as you always were, sitting on the other side of the barrier of Loki's cell, looking like the most gorgeous women in the nine realms in Loki's opinion. You had always been a very attractive women and you've always had many suitors. And though many had tried to win your heart, Loki had done so without even trying. Yes, he did many horrible things. Yes, he was a person that was broken beyond what could easily be fixed. But he was your best friend from childhood and the man who owned your heart.

And you would always love him. No matter what.

"I do not like my appearance." You said as you talked. "Everyday I look worse."

"What are you talking about, my dearest? You look like a goddess. You shine brighter with unmatched beauty as each day passes, especially now. You look glorious as you carry my child."

You were five months pregnant with child and his or her father was the raven haired prince of Asgard. He sat as close to you as he was permitted (he cursed the barrier for keeping you so close but so far away from his inviting arms) and stared at you with the most adoring expression; all of Asgard knew of your love. Many criticized it but you could not care less. You had been the glue that held the prince together all those years and you had been the arms that held him as he broke loose. He had been with you through thick and thin, how could you not do the same for him?

"I cannot wait for the child to be born," You sighed as you placed your hand on your womb that bulged from the dress. "Do you think it will be a boy or a girl?"

"It does not matter to me what gender it is as long as my child is born healthy and strong." Loki said as he longed to hold you in his arms and kiss your stomach. "Forgive me, (Name)."

"You ask for forgiveness every time I see you. I have already forgiven you, Loki."

"I do not deserve it." He looked down at his hands and clenched them in restrained fury. "Because of my greed, jealousy and anger we are separated. If only I had thought of you, if only I had run to you instead of desiring to conquer that blasted realm then I would be kissing you and loving you instead of talking to you and longing to touch you."

"We cannot change the past, Loki. This is the present that we must deal with and I do not mind having to walk to the dungeons everyday in order to see you and hear your voice."

"You should not have to do that. Our child will only grow and soon you will not be able to walk down to the dungeons everyday nor will I want you to. It's not safe for you here, my love. You are out there and I am in here. How can I protect you? What kind of a husband am I?" He asked frustrated with himself.

"A good one, despite everything." You told him honestly.

You could not think of one time that Loki was purposefully cruel to you. There has not been one time in the history of you both where he had pushed you or hit you. Yelled at you, yes. Argue, yes, it seemed natural; all couples argue. Loki had had a very hard past and there were moments of fury but they were never directed towards you. Ever. He was nothing but gentle and caring because you had always been there for him. You were his rock, his life, his light, his air, his loyal companion and the one being that he could just not live without.

Thor had begged to Odin to allow you to be able to visit Loki. After Queen Frigga's death, Loki had turned into a person that no one recognized. He was just a heartbroken being, a frightened creature that could not even be approached. But you and your news of his child had brought him out of that abyss and he would always be grateful for that.

"You are too kind, my love. You always have been." Loki spoke as he shook his head but then he stopped.

Something was wrong, he could feel it. He stood up, alarmed and looked around the dungeon trying to pin-point why he was feeling like something bad was going to happen. It felt as if a strong force was building up in his stomach and his heart was clenching in pain. Why? Why was this happening?

"My love, I would like it if you returned back to your chambers. You need rest."

Noticing his tone and posture, you grew worried and stood up.

"Why? Is something wrong?"

That's when he saw it. The dark figure standing on the other side of the hallway dungeon under the poor light that the torch provided. The figure was holding a make-shift knife. Loki felt his world completely stop, as if the realm itself had stopped, as if time stopped. He pressed himself against the barrier in an attempt to break it. He wanted to jump in front of you and protect you. That man was an escaped prisoner and he was now advancing towards you quickly. In your state, you could not outrun the madman.

"Guards! GUARDS!" Loki screamed as he banged on the barrier with all his might. "My love, run!"

You tried to run, you truly did. But it seemed that today you were destined to be harmed by that strange man's malicious plans. You ran and the prisoner caught up to you, wrapping his arm around your neck as he plunged the sharpened piece of metal into your abdomen. Loki's hands were bleeding from beating against his imprisonment. His throat was raw from yelling for help and for the man to stop. His vision was blurry from crying.

"(Name)! (NAME), my dear, please! Guards! Guards, help her! No!" Loki screamed. "When I get out of here I will take your life for harming her! (NAME)!"

The guards arrived. But the guards arrived too late. The prisoner was captured and placed back in his cell as if nothing had happened, fulling Loki's fury more. Now, Loki had absolutely nothing. No mother, no brother, no wife, no child, no sanity. He had turned absolutely wild, throwing his furniture until it could not be considered furniture anymore. He sobbed on the floor, clutching his heart, feeling the worst pain he had ever felt and will ever feel. He felt as if he was drowning in suffering.

Why couldn't life smile upon him...just once? Why must everything he loved be taken away from him?

Loki was bleeding, sobbing, screaming. Thor had arrived a few minutes later to witness this and he felt his heart break for his brother. You looked beautiful despite the blood pooling around you. You had tried to save your child by covering your stomach and that is how you died. Thor took off his cape, holding back tears, as he wrapped you in the red velvet and walked towards Loki's cell. Loki stood up and pressed himself onto the barrier. He could not stop crying and he felt all sanity leave him.

"Oh, Thor, she is saved!" He cheered.

His brother looked at him concerned and saddened. He knew right then that the pain had won. Loki was now truly lost.

"Brother...(Name) no longer lives."

"No, look at her, Thor." He laughed in happiness looking down at your beautiful body covered in blood. "She sleeps. She and my child sleep together, what joy! Give her to me, Thor, please. I must keep her warm until she awakens. She is only five months into the pregnancy, I must take care of her until our child is born!"

Loki had gone into hysterics, screaming to the entire realm that his love was okay. His joy frightened Thor. Loki was delusional, in completely and utter denial. He had lost himself in order to not feel pain anymore. Feeling sympathy, Thor does not know what compelled him to give Loki your body. Perhaps he was curious to see what he would do. Perhaps he wanted his brother to stop suffering.

As soon as your cold body was given to Loki, the green eyed man began to sob again. It was the most heartbroken thing that Thor has ever heard. It even made the emotionless guards weep.

"This wasn't what was suppose to happen, (Name)! You were supposed to be a Queen, we were supposed to have raised a family. Why me, why me, why me?!" Loki's throat burned but he did not care. Suddenly his mood changed. "Oh, darling. How beautiful you look as you sleep. I swear to keep you here with me forever until the day of our child's birth."

Thor watched in horror as his brother laid your body down in his bed and moved your hair away from your face before laying down next to you and holding your bloody body to him. He cradled you with love, gently. Crying and smiling happily at the same time.

"I will always miss you." Loki whispered into her ear. "Until you wake up. But sleep well, I will wait until you awaken, my dear."

"Your highness, what shall we do?" One of the guards asked Thor.

"We lost Loki to madness." Thor said sadly. "My brother is nothing more than a shell; a body without a mind or soul. Call in the healers to take the body."

"But, my Prince-"

"Do as I say." Thor commanded as a tear fell from his eye. He couldn't stand to see his brother in such a state. "Bundle up a blanket and place it in his arms. He will not notice the body being taken."

And that's what happened. The healers took the body once Loki had fallen asleep and when he had woken up, he saw the red sheet bundled up and he cradled it in his arms, fully believing that it was you. It was a dark day in Asgard when you were buried. Loki never got better. He still holds that red blanket it his body, rocking back and forth in his hallucination, waiting for you to wake up with a smile and your child in your arms. Loki's body had not been able to take the pain anymore. Insanity had taken over his mind. Loki had witnessed the murder of his own life and child; he had nothing else to live for except the hope that you would return to him. You were that red bundle.

"Wake up, my love, I miss you. Please. Please, wake up." He cried, tears hot as they rolled down his perfect face. "I want to be with you and my child. Talk to me. Oh, you look so beautiful. So marvelous, so flawless, so brilliant. (Name), forgive me. I love you, I do. I swear it."

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