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// She's a Ghoul of Toreador clan with one point in Celerity and three points in True Faith.
// black vampire hunter Sailor Moon
VAR showed_mace = false
VAR preparedness = 0
@ -128,7 +130,7 @@ And you're off to see… some sad old guys loudly arguing about their cars. You
* [<ell> (Follow the scent.)] You can't track it, you just know it's near.
-> choices
* [<ell> Tap one of the guys on a shoulder.] <q>Excuse me&mdash;</q>
* [<ell> Tap one of the guys on a shoulder.] <q>Excuse me&ndash;</q>
<q>Get lost, kid.</q>
-> choices
* -> start4
@ -137,12 +139,11 @@ And you're off to see… some sad old guys loudly arguing about their cars. You
You wander around. Why did He send you here?
There's a crowd now, and a guy shouts from inside:
There's a crowd now, and you see a tall guy in a motorcycle helmet shouting, his voice loud and clear:
<q>To the end of this street and back here! Go! <q>
The feeling of <em>wrongness</em> rises in you. The lot is filled with roar of the cars speeding away.
The crowd cheers.
The feeling of <em>wrongness</em> rises in you. The lot is filled with roar of the cars speeding away. The crowd cheers.
You see a figure across the street jumping four stories right on top of an office building. This is your target.
@ -167,7 +168,7 @@ You hit the wall with the pommel. The sturdy wings leave a nice impression in th
It's a quick climb to the roof. And here's your guy.
He's hunched over a body of some old man, you hear the <em>slurping</em> sounds, he's still drinking blood from the body.
That's good, that means the victim is still alive and you got here on time.
<> That's good, that means the victim is still alive and you got here on time.
* [Pose and start a full speech]
@ -183,7 +184,7 @@ Then you pose with the mace. Now you feel truly confident.
And you get a heavy fist to the stomach. You lower your hands, snagging the mace on his hand he <em>screetches</em> and jumps back.
He screams, and I have to paraphrase everything except the pronouns here:
<q>Who the hell are you, crazy woman grabbing my precious flesh with her dirty hot hands?</q>
<> <q>Who the hell are you, crazy woman grabbing my precious flesh with her dirty hot hands?</q>
-> explain
@ -200,23 +201,94 @@ The attack throws him off the victim, but then he just shrugs and starts to stan
= explain
* * Explain what he's doing is wrong
->explain
* * Explain you don't want him anywhere near the city
->explain
* * Explain your Lord wants him out
->explain
* * [Explain what he's doing is wrong]
<q>You're killing this man. Leave and never try this again.</q>
<q>He's not a man, he's a snack. They don't sell this kind on gas stations.</q>
<q>Barbarian.</q>
<q>You're the second course if you take a step further.</q>
-> attack
* * [Explain your Lord wants him out]
<q>My Lord called for me. I will not stop until you leave this city.</q>
<q>Your Lord does not own <b>me,</b> little lap dog. He and his clan and the friends of his clan are dirty greedy hoarders, and you are his walking spare snack.</q>
-> attack
= attack
* * Try to push him to the end of the roof
-> attack
* * Jump straight over him
-> attack
* * [Push him to the end of the roof]
// -> attack
* * [Jump straight over him]
Suddenly you jump <em>high</em> and land behind him. It's a perfect opening for a slam to his back.
<em>(crack.) Aaaargh!</em>
He screams in agony. You cut his jacket and shirt, and his back is smoking. You raise the hand to hit again, but he dodges and trips your leg.
<q>Stupid useless human.</q>
He takes you by the leg and pulls you to the end of the roof.
* * * [Kick]
-> dangling
* * * [Scream]
-> dangling
* * * [Cut him]
-> dangling
* * [<ell> Climb down]
You think about climbing back down the wall, just to meet him on a safe ground. Not your best idea.
-> attack
=== dangling ===
You try to stand, to kick, to cut his hand, but he's too strong, does not even acknowledge your kicks and you're lying on your back, completely defenseless.
And now you're dangling upside down four stories up, flailing your limbs like a scarecrow. He laughs.
<q>I wonder if I can time it to the streetracers when they race back? Oh well.</q>
And now you're falling.
* [Close your eyes]
You are not ready for this.
You feel the wind wooshing past, and then <em>something</em> hoists you up and pulls to the side. You open the eyes to see the dirty asphalt.
-> dangling2
* [Embrace the earth]
Not how you've imagined it, but your life didn't provide you with the best choices.
You feel the wind wooshing past, and then <em>something</em> black appears from below, lifts you and pulls to the side. And all you can see is dirty asphalt.
->dangling2
=== dangling2 ===
You slowly stand up to see a tall gangly man in motorcycle helmet. He was with the streetracers before, wasn't he?
<q>Apologies for this rough jump. Are you okay, miss?</q>
His voice is very different now; it's coming quietly from inside the helmet, and he has a strange accent. You can see your reflection in the black helmet - plain awful.
* Better than I could be, and I'm grateful for that. But who are you?
<q>Just a friend. I expected your <em>patron,</em> though. If you see him, tell Jim wanted makeup again.</q>
* * <q>Is it a rare makeup?</q>[]
-> dangling3
* * <q>He doesn't sell makeup.</q>
-> dangling3
=== dangling3 ===
<q>No, he just knows people who can really work it. I have a sensitive skin.</q>
* [(Nod and smile.)]
<q>I must retreat, the young man who did this to you shouldn't see me here.</q>
=== battleends ===
Clap. Clap. Clap.
@ -224,6 +296,8 @@ Oh shit, it's Him. He was here and He watched. Drat.
<q>Thou art the most gracious person, dear.</q>
He glides to you, his walk even and perfect as always. It's an old ritual. You kneel.
* [State your pride]
<q>I am proud to be the best, my lord. This man won't try this again.</q> -> battleends2
* [State your mission]
@ -241,11 +315,17 @@ He throws you something small and you greedily catch it. Your fingers trace his
<q>I'm sure the city will be safe tonight.</q>
You skip on the way out, throwing a last glance at the scene. He's hunched above the unconscious girl. You know she will be fine, now that your lord is here.
You're still kneeling before him. He extends his hand and touches your chin.
And you spend the night sleeping with his locket, tight in your arms.
* [Drink and get out]
<h1>THE END</h1>
His palm is bleeding; you lap at his blood, trying not to spill a drop on your clothes.
You skip on the way out, throwing a last glance at the scene. He's hunched above the unconscious girl. You know she will be fine, now that your lord is here.
And you spend the night sleeping with his locket, tight in your arms.
<h1>THE END</h1>
// You can outrun and jump over anyone, even in your puffy skirts. (He's obsessed with nice clothing, and honestly you caught a bit of this too. You can't go out in anything <em>drab.</em>)