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[x] Pick up another cake! Slam it over her! Defeat her!

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[x] Pick up another cake! Slam it over her! Defeat her!
 
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Adhoc vote count started by AnonymousRabbit on Nov 16, 2019 at 10:15 PM, finished with 8 posts and 7 votes.
  • [x] Pick up another cake! Slam it over her! Defeat her!
    [X] Get all the cheese! Throw everything made with cheese at her while she is still down while you are at a safe distance!
    [X] Grab some cheese sticks and jam it in her mouth!
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[] Pick up another cake! Slam it over her! Defeat her!

An old woman was watching proceedings and had her cake half eaten. You took the slice from her table and quickly threw it at the screaming Servant.

Medb shrieked as another cheesecake splattered into her side before getting up. Shit. She's not going down.

You vaulted over the counter to pick up another whole cake before the Servant powered through the counter and grabbed you by the neck.

Mashing the cake into her face burned her severely as you fought for your life. You repeatedly kicked her before you grabbed a fistful of cheese sticks to crush on her side.

She let you go as she doubled over before you grabbed another whole cake and slammed it down on her. Medb shrieked some more before you stepped back and saw a whole role of unwrapped Thanksgiving Cheese.

You picked it up over your head and threw straight down on her. The Servant stopped moving. Oh wow. It actually worked. That dumb thing actually worked.

You won. You didn't die! You didn't-

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You: 1
Medb: 1

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It's 2am.

You were being chased by a crazy girl. You were going to die. You were actually going to die.

CLOP

CLOP

CLOP

It's fucking here. A steel chariot drifted off the corner being pulled by some fuck huge horses. You could hear cackling from inside the booth.

You were gonna be roadkill.

What do?

[] Shit, shit, shit, shit, tactical roll to the next alley!
[] Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, run motherfucker, Run!
[] Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, get in your car and ram that bitch!
 
[X] Shit, shit, shit, shit, tactical roll to the next alley!
 
[] Shit, shit, shit, shit, tactical roll to the next alley!

Running. You were trying to outrun a fucking chariot.

Fuck that. You weren't going to die here. You did your best action star dive. You hit the alley floor with a belly flop.

Ow, ow, ow, those were your ribs. Right those were your ribs.

You got up and limped like a pansy into the alley. You heard the chariot skid to a halt behind you as you moved.

Dying and reviving only to get killed again. God, this sucked so much balls. You turned the corner and found a dead end.

"What is this, Silent Hill?" You wheezed as you turned to the sound of footsteps coming.

What do?

[] Return to where you belong. Into the dumpster.
[] Climb. There's a ladder. Once you have the high ground you'll survive!
[] Pick up a pipe. You'll bash her brains in. Servant or no, you're not dying like a coward.
 
[] Climb. There's a ladder. Once you have the high ground you'll survive!

Survive! You hopped up the dumpster and grabbed hold of the ladder a few feet in the air. You grunted as you pulled yourself up and climbed. Surprisingly you had good upper body strength!

You climbed up straight for the rooftop where you dragged yourself over the ledge. Freedom. You just have to sneak away before she could take notice. You looked over the ledge and saw her looking at you.

Fuck.

You ran. You ran like a motherfucker.

And of course she jumped. She just jumped. Fucking Medb and her legs.

She hit the rooftop and landed right behind you as you vaulted over rooftops and hopped between gaps. But that didn't matter. She was a Servant. A servant with the stats to outrun you.

She's a goddamned Ri-

Stats?

Your eyes widened when you noticed that there wasn't anything to hop across and you were left standing three floors above the ground. You turned and saw the Servant catch up to you with relative ease.

Stats... Right she has... B in Agility. Right so super fast even when on foot. Riders... Were only matched by Lancers in terms of speed. Wait... How do you know this?

"End of the line," the Servant declared as she smirked your way. She held up a finger to her lips, "You're out of luck. No magic to help you. No servant to protect you."

Servant..?

Did you have... No, that doesn't matter.

You had to get away... Or something!

"What are you talking about?!" You yelled back at her. The back of your left hand was starting to sting.

What do?

[] Jump. You're not letting her get the satisfaction of killing you.
[] Charge. Your mother didn't raise no coward!
[] Magic... Servants... Stats... Wait, were you missing something? Think... Think! Oh shit here she comes!
 
[x] Magic... Servants... Stats... Wait, were you missing something? Think... Think! Oh shit here she comes!

Discover your Magecraft Mysterious Protagonist person!
 
[Q] Cut the cheese

[X] Jump. You're not letting her get the satisfaction of killing you.
 
Edit: I left this page open for five fuckin' minutes and off we go again, never mind
 
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[x] Magic... Servants... Stats... Wait, were you missing something? Think... Think! Oh shit here she comes!

Much better idea than just taking a swan dive. Go ahead and think those silly thinking thoughts.
 
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