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GOURD'S QUEST 4 W/ NEW SUNACTION!
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Ilan14
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CloseYeah, I been wondering that about Gourd, and Jeroen_Sol too.
That Fire Emblem forum game never continued... :/
EDIT: Oh, a pagebreak! I should leave my action here just in case:
That Fire Emblem forum game never continued... :/
EDIT: Oh, a pagebreak! I should leave my action here just in case:
Ilan14
I think I'll take the defensive approach.
-Wait for them to attack
Mr_SuNa
50
Little update: So Gourd has been with out internet for quite a while, so he allowed me to write the next part :P
That is what happened to Gourd
I will post the next bit soon.
That is what happened to Gourd
I will post the next bit soon.
I believe the longer we take before moving on, the more Valerie will get angry for not being able to get a pizza.
And we don't want that to happen. XD
And we don't want that to happen. XD
Mr_SuNa
50
Sorry sorry
Wait for them to attack
"I think we should wait for them, it worked out last time." You say.
Cobrian nods and stares at the two across the room. Malcolm stands next to you, one hand rubbing his neck, the other clutching his blade. The fedoras wtood on the other side of him, clutching wooden batons in their hands, all except one who held a net.
The creatures stared at your group before nodding his head. Once again the animal at his side sprinted forward, this time it veered towards the fedoras. You had no time to watch to see the result, as the man raced towards you. Cobrian stepped in the way and they clashed. Neither moved an inch as they traded blows with each other. The man plucked a feather from his hair and stabbed it into Cobrian's neck.
You cried out and went to help, but invisible hands grabbed you. Before you could scream out, a hand covered your mouth and you are dragged away.
You flail your feet and land a kick to your kidnapper's shin. The hands let you go and you turn around to see no one. You are confused for a second before remembering Darvelle could turn invisible. "Boy Darvelle, you are a sneaky person." You say to the room.
"I try." A voice behind you says.
You whip around, but he is still invisible. "I trusted you, why did you betray us?" You ask.
"I never betrayed anyone, I was never working for you." He says next to you.
You lash out towards the voice with your machete. It gets stopped by Darvelle's sword and you roll away, letting your instincts take over for a split second.
"Then who do you work for?"
"Muaado Belf'are" He tells you.
"Seriously? Bufie? I thought he wanted me alive? I also thought the soldiers worked for him? Why have you been helping kill them?" You ask.
"Not everything went according to plan, well it fell to shambles actually. It's all Kren's fault. He wasn't suppose to impregnate you. he was suppose to capture you and bring you to me. Then I was would have brought you to him and he would have done the impregnating." Darvelle answers.
You swing at his voice again and once again meet his swords. This time you push the attack for a few swings then roll away again.
"Why does he want me so badly?"
"It isn't you specifically, it is your bloodline. Muaado's family has been integrated with it for hundreds of years. He himself is born from your great aunt."
"He is my cousin?! That is gross!"
"They... they don't think of family in that way. By time they reach maturity the Lupricobra DNA is so dominate that he is as related to you as Malcolm is."
You realize to late that he is right behind you. His arms snake around you and you struggle. You slice open his thigh and he lets you go with a cry of pain. His invisibility vanishes as he loses concentration. "Hey! You aren't taking her anywhere!" Malcolm shouts from the doorway. Darvelle turns around in time to parry a side cut from Malcolm. They trade blows, neither getting past the other's defense.
Finally Malcolm makes a mistake and tries to wipe sweat away before it gets nto his eyes. It makes him slow to block another quick thrust from Darvelle, who follows up with a side cut. He feints for and over hand swing and thrusts frorward. Malclm is still trying to recover and fails to deflect the thrust. The blade slides into Malcolm's abdomen and he drops his blade. Darvelle pulls the blade out and Malcolm drops to the floor. Sheera appears in the doorway and aims her bow at Darvelle. He jumps to the floor and turns invisible halfway through. Sheera slackens the bow and the shaft of light vanishes. She sees the trail of blood he is leaving and follows after him. You see Malcolm on the ground, bleeding to death.
Options:
-Save Malcolm
-Follow after Darvelle
-Other Do something!
Wait for them to attack
"I think we should wait for them, it worked out last time." You say.
Cobrian nods and stares at the two across the room. Malcolm stands next to you, one hand rubbing his neck, the other clutching his blade. The fedoras wtood on the other side of him, clutching wooden batons in their hands, all except one who held a net.
The creatures stared at your group before nodding his head. Once again the animal at his side sprinted forward, this time it veered towards the fedoras. You had no time to watch to see the result, as the man raced towards you. Cobrian stepped in the way and they clashed. Neither moved an inch as they traded blows with each other. The man plucked a feather from his hair and stabbed it into Cobrian's neck.
You cried out and went to help, but invisible hands grabbed you. Before you could scream out, a hand covered your mouth and you are dragged away.
You flail your feet and land a kick to your kidnapper's shin. The hands let you go and you turn around to see no one. You are confused for a second before remembering Darvelle could turn invisible. "Boy Darvelle, you are a sneaky person." You say to the room.
"I try." A voice behind you says.
You whip around, but he is still invisible. "I trusted you, why did you betray us?" You ask.
"I never betrayed anyone, I was never working for you." He says next to you.
You lash out towards the voice with your machete. It gets stopped by Darvelle's sword and you roll away, letting your instincts take over for a split second.
"Then who do you work for?"
"Muaado Belf'are" He tells you.
"Seriously? Bufie? I thought he wanted me alive? I also thought the soldiers worked for him? Why have you been helping kill them?" You ask.
"Not everything went according to plan, well it fell to shambles actually. It's all Kren's fault. He wasn't suppose to impregnate you. he was suppose to capture you and bring you to me. Then I was would have brought you to him and he would have done the impregnating." Darvelle answers.
You swing at his voice again and once again meet his swords. This time you push the attack for a few swings then roll away again.
"Why does he want me so badly?"
"It isn't you specifically, it is your bloodline. Muaado's family has been integrated with it for hundreds of years. He himself is born from your great aunt."
"He is my cousin?! That is gross!"
"They... they don't think of family in that way. By time they reach maturity the Lupricobra DNA is so dominate that he is as related to you as Malcolm is."
You realize to late that he is right behind you. His arms snake around you and you struggle. You slice open his thigh and he lets you go with a cry of pain. His invisibility vanishes as he loses concentration. "Hey! You aren't taking her anywhere!" Malcolm shouts from the doorway. Darvelle turns around in time to parry a side cut from Malcolm. They trade blows, neither getting past the other's defense.
Finally Malcolm makes a mistake and tries to wipe sweat away before it gets nto his eyes. It makes him slow to block another quick thrust from Darvelle, who follows up with a side cut. He feints for and over hand swing and thrusts frorward. Malclm is still trying to recover and fails to deflect the thrust. The blade slides into Malcolm's abdomen and he drops his blade. Darvelle pulls the blade out and Malcolm drops to the floor. Sheera appears in the doorway and aims her bow at Darvelle. He jumps to the floor and turns invisible halfway through. Sheera slackens the bow and the shaft of light vanishes. She sees the trail of blood he is leaving and follows after him. You see Malcolm on the ground, bleeding to death.
Options:
-Save Malcolm
-Follow after Darvelle
-Other Do something!
I could let someone else post the next action, but morally speaking, I don't think there's a loy to think about... :P
-Save Malcolm
-Save Malcolm
Mr_SuNa
50
-Save Malcolmman I was hoping to kill malcolm
You watch Sheera run off, but you don't care to follow. You drop down next to Malcolm, trying to come up with a plan. His breathing sounded wet, but you had no idea what that meant, but you figure it can't be good. His complexion has grown pale and he barely seems able to focus. "He can't be saved, take this as a lesson and let Darvelle bring you to me before anyone else you care about dies." Bufie whispers to you.
"You can go to Hell." You say back, then mentally force him away.
You focus back on Malcolm and apply pressure to the wound. His back arches and he screams out in agony. You let go and he relaxes again. You sit there, not sure what to do, wishing you could heal him like you healed yourself. Then it hits you, maybe you can. You place your hand gently on the wound and the other on his forehead to keep him down. Then you think about how he used to be; fit, arrogant, healthy, no bleeding, no wound.
Nothing seems to happen. You close you eyes and picture him whole again. Something sharp shoots through your mind and the image is ripped away. You find yourself standing in an office. The walls are glass and the only furniture is a desk and a leather chair. Sitting in the chair is Bufie. "I have nothing I want to say to you, let me go." You demand.
"Good, then I can talk and you can listen. None of this should have happened. I'm sorry it got so messy. If everything went according to plan, at this point you would be in my suite, treated like a queen waiting for our child to be born." Bufie explained.
"I don't want your child, I want to go home."
"You don't have a choice, not now you are already about to give birth, but I can change that."
"Of course I have a choice!... wait, what do you mean you can change that?"
"I can extract the abomination inside you without risking anything." He answered.
"What do you get out of doing that?"
"I plant my egg inside of you, of course."
"Why am I so important? Why not someone else from my family?"
"You carry genes from two families that mix well with Lupricobra DNA, my hopes is to create a strong heir. My species is at its breaking point, without a strong leader it will be submerged into civil war that will kill millions, and what remains will be too weak to stand against any sizable force. We will become virtually extinct. You are my species hope at salvation." While Bufie was saying all of this, he approaches you and is about to touch you.
"Let me touch you and everything will be back on track, I can fix so many problems."
Options:
-Let him touch you
-Smack away his hand
-Other; What's going to happen?
You watch Sheera run off, but you don't care to follow. You drop down next to Malcolm, trying to come up with a plan. His breathing sounded wet, but you had no idea what that meant, but you figure it can't be good. His complexion has grown pale and he barely seems able to focus. "He can't be saved, take this as a lesson and let Darvelle bring you to me before anyone else you care about dies." Bufie whispers to you.
"You can go to Hell." You say back, then mentally force him away.
You focus back on Malcolm and apply pressure to the wound. His back arches and he screams out in agony. You let go and he relaxes again. You sit there, not sure what to do, wishing you could heal him like you healed yourself. Then it hits you, maybe you can. You place your hand gently on the wound and the other on his forehead to keep him down. Then you think about how he used to be; fit, arrogant, healthy, no bleeding, no wound.
Nothing seems to happen. You close you eyes and picture him whole again. Something sharp shoots through your mind and the image is ripped away. You find yourself standing in an office. The walls are glass and the only furniture is a desk and a leather chair. Sitting in the chair is Bufie. "I have nothing I want to say to you, let me go." You demand.
"Good, then I can talk and you can listen. None of this should have happened. I'm sorry it got so messy. If everything went according to plan, at this point you would be in my suite, treated like a queen waiting for our child to be born." Bufie explained.
"I don't want your child, I want to go home."
"You don't have a choice, not now you are already about to give birth, but I can change that."
"Of course I have a choice!... wait, what do you mean you can change that?"
"I can extract the abomination inside you without risking anything." He answered.
"What do you get out of doing that?"
"I plant my egg inside of you, of course."
"Why am I so important? Why not someone else from my family?"
"You carry genes from two families that mix well with Lupricobra DNA, my hopes is to create a strong heir. My species is at its breaking point, without a strong leader it will be submerged into civil war that will kill millions, and what remains will be too weak to stand against any sizable force. We will become virtually extinct. You are my species hope at salvation." While Bufie was saying all of this, he approaches you and is about to touch you.
"Let me touch you and everything will be back on track, I can fix so many problems."
Options:
-Let him touch you
-Smack away his hand
-Other; What's going to happen?
I'm letting someone else answer this now, for sake of courtesy.
But if you want my opinion: Do you really think leaving a race like the Lupricobras alive is a good idea?
But if you want my opinion: Do you really think leaving a race like the Lupricobras alive is a good idea?
Personally I would have gone for a punch to the throat and then smashing his head against the desk until it's a sodden mess, but since this is all in her head, smacking works too.
Mr_SuNa
50
All in your head...right...
Smack away his hand
You throw all of your anger into one slap and smack his hand. He looks at you with what looks like remorse. "Your life is about to get much harder. Those around you are going to die, remember this moment. Remember I gave you a chance to save them. Now they are going to die because you were to stubborn to know when to stop." Bufie tells you.
"We'll see about that." Are your last words before you are next to Malcolm again.
You place your hands back where they were and continue your attempt. After what feels like an eternity his wounds close and you feel exhausted. However you have no time to rest. Cobrian is thrown into the room, quickly followed by the fedoras. The man and creature walk in and lay their eyes on you and Malcolm.
The man rushes towards you and the creature goes after the fedoras. Cobrian intercepts him and they lock up again. You attempt to stand but stumble and fall down. The man gets the upper hand and lifts Cobrian up. The creature corners the fedoras and goes in for the kill.
Cobrian reaches into the back at his side and tosses you a gun like weapon with carvings in them. "One bullet, choose; Me or the Fedoras?" Cobrian whispers in your head.
Options:
-Shoot the man/save Cobrian
-Shoot the Creature/save the Fedoras.
-Other; choice time!
Smack away his hand
You throw all of your anger into one slap and smack his hand. He looks at you with what looks like remorse. "Your life is about to get much harder. Those around you are going to die, remember this moment. Remember I gave you a chance to save them. Now they are going to die because you were to stubborn to know when to stop." Bufie tells you.
"We'll see about that." Are your last words before you are next to Malcolm again.
You place your hands back where they were and continue your attempt. After what feels like an eternity his wounds close and you feel exhausted. However you have no time to rest. Cobrian is thrown into the room, quickly followed by the fedoras. The man and creature walk in and lay their eyes on you and Malcolm.
The man rushes towards you and the creature goes after the fedoras. Cobrian intercepts him and they lock up again. You attempt to stand but stumble and fall down. The man gets the upper hand and lifts Cobrian up. The creature corners the fedoras and goes in for the kill.
Cobrian reaches into the back at his side and tosses you a gun like weapon with carvings in them. "One bullet, choose; Me or the Fedoras?" Cobrian whispers in your head.
Options:
-Shoot the man/save Cobrian
-Shoot the Creature/save the Fedoras.
-Other; choice time!
Everyone wants her. I think it's a smart solution to halt the fight by taking yourself hostage, hehe.
Mr_SuNa
50
Valerie shoots herself in the head.
You look around, and then realize the only reason any of this is happening is because of you. You place the barrel of the gun to your head and pull the trigger then... nothing.
Perspective change!
When you wake up you see daylight, which confuses you. You're underground, how could you see sunlight? But there it is. You sit up and groan from stiff muscles. You are sitting in sand near Cobrian, two of the Fedoras, and one foot tall blue creature. You look around but don't see Valerie. "What happened?" You ask.
Cobrian looks at you, expressionless as ever. "the Raut is dead, along with his pet. the base has also been destroyed." He answered.
"Where's Valerie?"
"She... she shot herself in the head." The blue alien tells you.
"The shot distracted the raut and the creature, I managed to behead the Raut, and the Fedoras took out the beast, but not before it killed two of them. Then we set up some explosives we brought with us and left." Cobrian informs you.
"She's dead? I failed." You say. You no longer feel like staying sitting, you lay back down.
"I failed." You say again.
Then a thought crosses your mind. "Can't you just heal her? Like you heal yourself?" You ask Cobrian.
"I'm a historian, not a medic. The bullet was designed to shatter into a lot of little fragments to prevent healing. If I were shot by it I would barely be able to save myself, let alone someone else. I'm sorry."
"There's nothing we can do?"
"No, all that is left is to bury her." The blue creature says.
You lay there, looking up in the sky. Then this weird buzzing noise enters your head. Slowly it becomes understandable. "I can help." It whispers.
"How?" You think.
"I have the necessary skills, you just have to promise something." It whispers.
"What?"
"At midnight a ship will land, place Valerie on the ship. Ten I will save her."
You think about it, but you are unsure what to say. Time to decide; complete your mission? Or let her die in peace? Can you let her go? Who is this voice? Can you trust it? You have to decide now.
Options:
-Agree to the plan
-refuse it
-Other, what's the choice?
You look around, and then realize the only reason any of this is happening is because of you. You place the barrel of the gun to your head and pull the trigger then... nothing.
Perspective change!
When you wake up you see daylight, which confuses you. You're underground, how could you see sunlight? But there it is. You sit up and groan from stiff muscles. You are sitting in sand near Cobrian, two of the Fedoras, and one foot tall blue creature. You look around but don't see Valerie. "What happened?" You ask.
Cobrian looks at you, expressionless as ever. "the Raut is dead, along with his pet. the base has also been destroyed." He answered.
"Where's Valerie?"
"She... she shot herself in the head." The blue alien tells you.
"The shot distracted the raut and the creature, I managed to behead the Raut, and the Fedoras took out the beast, but not before it killed two of them. Then we set up some explosives we brought with us and left." Cobrian informs you.
"She's dead? I failed." You say. You no longer feel like staying sitting, you lay back down.
"I failed." You say again.
Then a thought crosses your mind. "Can't you just heal her? Like you heal yourself?" You ask Cobrian.
"I'm a historian, not a medic. The bullet was designed to shatter into a lot of little fragments to prevent healing. If I were shot by it I would barely be able to save myself, let alone someone else. I'm sorry."
"There's nothing we can do?"
"No, all that is left is to bury her." The blue creature says.
You lay there, looking up in the sky. Then this weird buzzing noise enters your head. Slowly it becomes understandable. "I can help." It whispers.
"How?" You think.
"I have the necessary skills, you just have to promise something." It whispers.
"What?"
"At midnight a ship will land, place Valerie on the ship. Ten I will save her."
You think about it, but you are unsure what to say. Time to decide; complete your mission? Or let her die in peace? Can you let her go? Who is this voice? Can you trust it? You have to decide now.
Options:
-Agree to the plan
-refuse it
-Other, what's the choice?
author=nhubi
Yep, me too.
Valerie shoots herself in the head.
Pre-emptive, 'sorry guys' if this ends the game
ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND!? NO! NO, NO, NO!
Null what nhubi said, do what Seiromem said instead! Just, NO! D:<
EDIT: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! nhubi, YOU MORON! ;_;
WHAT DID YOU DO!? *shots myself in the head*
