Extra Hero Quest [Tate no Yuusha no Nariagari]
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shibosho
The Face of Procrastination
- Location
- The Land of Oz
Eurgh, fuck this cold. Somehow came down with a cold this weekend. Feel like shit or at least my sinuses and the back of my throat does.
Will try and update since I just updated the one on SB.
Also someone tally up the name and appearance.
Will try and update since I just updated the one on SB.
Also someone tally up the name and appearance.
wdango
Storyteller
- Location
- Bali, Indonesia
Purple Tally Assistant Signal!
edmantgoog
init high just high
-[X] "Please to make meat out of you, I'm the Knife Hero!" Mom always said it was polite to introduce yourself first with a smile.
[x] Ridiculously average guy
Harley Quin 4LIF3
[x] Ridiculously average guy
Harley Quin 4LIF3
shibosho
The Face of Procrastination
- Location
- The Land of Oz
[X] Heroine of the knife
The precious minutes between realising you have a headache and the moment the headache becomes almost too painful to bear are paradoxically the best and worst moments of your mentally hindered life. Good because you feel what many would call lucid. Bad because you become all so aware that something is very wrong with you.
Your latest moment of partial-clarity is welcomed, if only because you are in an unfamiliar place, but it is hindered greatly by the sudden amount of talking that has erupted around you. A man with a ponytail extends his hand towards you as if saying he wants to help you.
Perhaps if the pain wasn't so bad and your first instinct was to rip off his face, you might have taken it. The voices, the invisible ones, start talking, adding their intelligible words to the din that serves to only aggravate your growing headache. As the pain spikes, you take a deep breath and let your current desires be known.
"EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP RIGHT NOW!"
Immediately, all the talking stops and you feel the gaze of a dozen or so people on you. Ponytail guy seems to be frozen in shock from you screaming in his face. Hey, maybe you have screaming powers that freezes people you scream at. Eurgh, your headache is getting really bad again.
"I need some painkillers." you grumble aloud. You probably not going to get them but that's nothing new.
"Hey! Who do you think you - " A young man with a sword breaks the no speaking rule. You proceed to administer the required punishment. "OH MY FUCKING GOD SHE'S BITING ME!"
You bite his arm, drawing blood as your teeth clamps down on sword person's flesh. You hear shouting but pay no mind to it. Your canines and molars are the tools of justice! Take this evil-doer! 32 Blunt Sword Style technique - You Taste Like Fear And Pain!
Then suddenly you feel tired. Really tired. Is it sleep time now?
"G'night" and you immediately conk out.
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In the depths of your subconscious, you dream.
"Mama! Look at me, I'm dancing!"
You dream of joy.
"Papa! Don't leave! Papa! PAPA!"
You dream of sadness.
"Hmph, you should feel honoured that we allowed you, the child of that man, to stay here when you should have been thrown out years ago."
You dream of tolerance.
"Ahahahahaha! You'll never be accepted. All your achievements, everything that you worked for? Useless! And you know why? Because you're nothing more than trash born from trash. No matter how much trash shines, it's still trash! So give up and accept your fate! "
You dream of hate.
"PLEASE! I'M SORRY! DON'T HURT ME! PLEASE! I DON'T WANT TO DIE!"
You dream of blood.
"What would you like to have for, my little bunny rabbit?"
You dream of breakfast.
"Pancakes." You wake up.
"Gyah." One of those guys in a dress fall on his behind in front of you. You blink and look around. You are no longer in a dark place. No, not the one in your head, a new one that you were in before you blacked out. Now though, you in some big fancy place. To your left, you see the ponytail man, shield person, criminal scum with a bandaged arm, and a some guy who you don't know or give a crap about. In front of you, in front of everyone actually is some old guy looking annoyed.
You are also tied up with ropes. Your headache is also gone but was it worth it to be tied up again? Was it really?!
"Your highness, she is awake!" the guy who fell on his but cries out before getting back to her feet, and scurrying as far away from you as fast as possible. The old geezer nods before speaking again.
"Young lady. You've caused quite a bit of a fuss and even attacked a hero unprovoked." When the old guy said the last bit, criminal scum unconsciously grabbed the bandaged part of his arm, obviously remembering when you were biting him for his sin of breaking the sacred silence. "I am Aultcray Melromarc the 32nd, King of Melromarc. tell me, are you aware of who you are and why you are here?"
You tilt your head in thought as you struggle to remember things. Oh yeah, you think you know the answer. Not having a headache makes thinking easier.
"Akemi Suzuka. 17. Neet. Here to save world. With Knife."
Everyone in the chamber stares at you as if they weren't expecting that answer. What else would you say?
Quickly hiding his surprise, the old geezer smiled. "Good. That's very good. It appears we have an extra Hero."
"What."
"Seriously!?"
"No fucking way. I refuse to believe this crazy bitch is a fellow Hero."
"Chill out, Ren. I'm sure she was in a panic before and didn't really mean to bite you. You probably just scared her."
"Shut up, Motoyasu! She fucking bit me! She even drew blood! Who the fuck does that!?"
"I do." You helpfully answer. Sword guy just stares at you with a strange expression before turning away.
Seeing that the others had stopped talking, the king geezer continued on. "I see. Akemi Suzuka, please confirm your status."
"My what with my who?"
"Status, you freak! Check your status by focusing your conscious on the icon in your peripheral vision!"
"Oh." Doing what sword guy told you, you are quickly greeted with the sight of a screen that fills up your vision.
Suzuka Akemi
Class: Lv. 1 Knife Hero
Equipment: Small Knife (legendary weapon), otherworldly clothes
Skill(s): None
Magic: None
"... Level one Knife Hero."
"Tch."
"Looks like she really is a hero."
"Man, what a pain."
"I guess that makes us the five heroes then."
"Excellent. In any case, it is getting late and so I recommend that you all take your time. As I mentioned before, I will be taking care of preparing comrades to join you in your journey. I will leave it us to you to bring the young lady up to speed."
"Wait, why do we have to do it?"
"Now, now. Be reasonable, Ren."
"Sleep sounds good. Let's go."
Let with nothing else to do and bound in rope, you follow the others to wherever they are being led to by the geezer's servants.
A short while later you, shield man, ponytail guy, fourth guy, and silence murderer are in a big guestroom sitting on really big comfy beds. You're still tied up though. Not that it matters as there is an awkward silence in the room. Sword guy is just staring at you with an angry expression while shield man looks back and forth, unsure of what to do. The other two are just fidgeting in place, waiting for someone to speak up.
What do you do?
[ ] Go the fuck to sleep. Who cares about the details? Sleep is divine.
[ ] Interrogate everyone on what's going on. Just because you've been restrained by dozens or so lengths of rope doesn't mean you're scary.
[ ] Continue the punishment of the noise maker for disturbing the golden silence of another world.
[ ] Write-in
The precious minutes between realising you have a headache and the moment the headache becomes almost too painful to bear are paradoxically the best and worst moments of your mentally hindered life. Good because you feel what many would call lucid. Bad because you become all so aware that something is very wrong with you.
Your latest moment of partial-clarity is welcomed, if only because you are in an unfamiliar place, but it is hindered greatly by the sudden amount of talking that has erupted around you. A man with a ponytail extends his hand towards you as if saying he wants to help you.
Perhaps if the pain wasn't so bad and your first instinct was to rip off his face, you might have taken it. The voices, the invisible ones, start talking, adding their intelligible words to the din that serves to only aggravate your growing headache. As the pain spikes, you take a deep breath and let your current desires be known.
"EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP RIGHT NOW!"
Immediately, all the talking stops and you feel the gaze of a dozen or so people on you. Ponytail guy seems to be frozen in shock from you screaming in his face. Hey, maybe you have screaming powers that freezes people you scream at. Eurgh, your headache is getting really bad again.
"I need some painkillers." you grumble aloud. You probably not going to get them but that's nothing new.
"Hey! Who do you think you - " A young man with a sword breaks the no speaking rule. You proceed to administer the required punishment. "OH MY FUCKING GOD SHE'S BITING ME!"
You bite his arm, drawing blood as your teeth clamps down on sword person's flesh. You hear shouting but pay no mind to it. Your canines and molars are the tools of justice! Take this evil-doer! 32 Blunt Sword Style technique - You Taste Like Fear And Pain!
Then suddenly you feel tired. Really tired. Is it sleep time now?
"G'night" and you immediately conk out.
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
In the depths of your subconscious, you dream.
"Mama! Look at me, I'm dancing!"
You dream of joy.
"Papa! Don't leave! Papa! PAPA!"
You dream of sadness.
"Hmph, you should feel honoured that we allowed you, the child of that man, to stay here when you should have been thrown out years ago."
You dream of tolerance.
"Ahahahahaha! You'll never be accepted. All your achievements, everything that you worked for? Useless! And you know why? Because you're nothing more than trash born from trash. No matter how much trash shines, it's still trash! So give up and accept your fate! "
You dream of hate.
"PLEASE! I'M SORRY! DON'T HURT ME! PLEASE! I DON'T WANT TO DIE!"
You dream of blood.
"What would you like to have for, my little bunny rabbit?"
You dream of breakfast.
"Pancakes." You wake up.
"Gyah." One of those guys in a dress fall on his behind in front of you. You blink and look around. You are no longer in a dark place. No, not the one in your head, a new one that you were in before you blacked out. Now though, you in some big fancy place. To your left, you see the ponytail man, shield person, criminal scum with a bandaged arm, and a some guy who you don't know or give a crap about. In front of you, in front of everyone actually is some old guy looking annoyed.
You are also tied up with ropes. Your headache is also gone but was it worth it to be tied up again? Was it really?!
"Your highness, she is awake!" the guy who fell on his but cries out before getting back to her feet, and scurrying as far away from you as fast as possible. The old geezer nods before speaking again.
"Young lady. You've caused quite a bit of a fuss and even attacked a hero unprovoked." When the old guy said the last bit, criminal scum unconsciously grabbed the bandaged part of his arm, obviously remembering when you were biting him for his sin of breaking the sacred silence. "I am Aultcray Melromarc the 32nd, King of Melromarc. tell me, are you aware of who you are and why you are here?"
You tilt your head in thought as you struggle to remember things. Oh yeah, you think you know the answer. Not having a headache makes thinking easier.
"Akemi Suzuka. 17. Neet. Here to save world. With Knife."
Everyone in the chamber stares at you as if they weren't expecting that answer. What else would you say?
Quickly hiding his surprise, the old geezer smiled. "Good. That's very good. It appears we have an extra Hero."
"What."
"Seriously!?"
"No fucking way. I refuse to believe this crazy bitch is a fellow Hero."
"Chill out, Ren. I'm sure she was in a panic before and didn't really mean to bite you. You probably just scared her."
"Shut up, Motoyasu! She fucking bit me! She even drew blood! Who the fuck does that!?"
"I do." You helpfully answer. Sword guy just stares at you with a strange expression before turning away.
Seeing that the others had stopped talking, the king geezer continued on. "I see. Akemi Suzuka, please confirm your status."
"My what with my who?"
"Status, you freak! Check your status by focusing your conscious on the icon in your peripheral vision!"
"Oh." Doing what sword guy told you, you are quickly greeted with the sight of a screen that fills up your vision.
Suzuka Akemi
Class: Lv. 1 Knife Hero
Equipment: Small Knife (legendary weapon), otherworldly clothes
Skill(s): None
Magic: None
"... Level one Knife Hero."
"Tch."
"Looks like she really is a hero."
"Man, what a pain."
"I guess that makes us the five heroes then."
"Excellent. In any case, it is getting late and so I recommend that you all take your time. As I mentioned before, I will be taking care of preparing comrades to join you in your journey. I will leave it us to you to bring the young lady up to speed."
"Wait, why do we have to do it?"
"Now, now. Be reasonable, Ren."
"Sleep sounds good. Let's go."
Let with nothing else to do and bound in rope, you follow the others to wherever they are being led to by the geezer's servants.
A short while later you, shield man, ponytail guy, fourth guy, and silence murderer are in a big guestroom sitting on really big comfy beds. You're still tied up though. Not that it matters as there is an awkward silence in the room. Sword guy is just staring at you with an angry expression while shield man looks back and forth, unsure of what to do. The other two are just fidgeting in place, waiting for someone to speak up.
What do you do?
[ ] Go the fuck to sleep. Who cares about the details? Sleep is divine.
[ ] Interrogate everyone on what's going on. Just because you've been restrained by dozens or so lengths of rope doesn't mean you're scary.
[ ] Continue the punishment of the noise maker for disturbing the golden silence of another world.
[ ] Write-in
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Ridiculously Average Guy
I'm you, but stronger
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[X] Go the fuck to sleep. Who cares about the details? Sleep is divine.
A Nation's Virtue
南國山河南帝居
[X] Go the fuck to sleep. Who cares about the details? Sleep is divine.
So Garchomp girl won?
So Garchomp girl won?
[X] Interrogate everyone on what's going on. Just because you've been restrained by dozens or so lengths of rope doesn't mean you're scary.
[X] Go the fuck to sleep. Who cares about the details? Sleep is divine.
Shintouyu
A Wandering Soul
Tennis Girl >> 3 Votes >> A Nation's Virtue, Robotninja^, Zefferen
Harley Quinn >> 2 Votes >> Ridiculously Average Guy, edmantgoog^
Blood Child >> 1 Vote >> MHLord
Pissed Off & Murderous >> 2 Votes >> A Nation's Virtue*, Darklord.
Serene Murder >> 0 Votes
Glorious Soviet >> 1 Vote >> CrossyCross
Shark Among Sheep (Garchomp Girl) >> 6 Votes >> Litche, Shintouyu, CrossyCross*, Z000, Sage_Of_Eyes, Bass11
Jackie >> 4 Votes >> wdango, silereamer, wing101, veekie
^ represents users who didn't vote with [X] but approved.
* represents users who voted a second time without crossing out their previous choices.
Anyways, yeah, Garchomp Girl should have won by 2 votes more than Jackie.
How? Chapter 7 of the manga is all that is translated.Also I just got caught up to Ch 16 of Tate, and it is glorious.
shibosho
The Face of Procrastination
- Location
- The Land of Oz
Baka-tsuki teaser project for Tate no Yuusha has translation up to 16. Incidentally manga is at light novel chapter 21.
Really wish the novel translator would just skip ahead and translate 22.
wdango
Storyteller
- Location
- Bali, Indonesia
Which version are you running off of? I've only seen the Baka-tsuki.
shibosho
The Face of Procrastination
- Location
- The Land of Oz
Combination of Baka-tsuki, animesuki spoilers, manga, and Google translated Web novel as well as my own ideas.
shibosho
The Face of Procrastination
- Location
- The Land of Oz
OOC: Sorry this took awhile. Had assignments to do and junk.
"...This world is really game like isn't it?" The one who breaks the silence first is none other than Shield Guy.
"Game? What kind of game? I'm the king of tag! Or I spy! I'm the goddess of I spy! I'll go first! I spy with my little eye something beginning with S! You've got five seconds to answer. 1, 2, 3, 4"
"H-Hang on a -"
"FIVE! It was string! I spied string!" Right there poking out at the very corner of Ponytail Spear's blanket. It's tiny and super hard to see but you spied it so it totally counts as a spyable object in I spy!
"God damn it! Go the fuck to sleep!" Criminal sword orders. You shrug your shoulders. You don't see any reason not to. Snug within your wrapping of ropes and blanket you shut your conscious off and immediately fall asleep.
Yes, sleep. You are asleep. You even have sleep drool! Yep, totally asleep.
"....Did she really just fall asleep just like that?"
Better add some sleep-talk, just to be sure. "Turkey."
Silence reigns supreme for several minutes with you sleep-talking some random word in your internal dictionary of words. then silence is brutally murdered by Criminal Sword guy again.
"Finally! Okay, so you were saying, Naofumi?"
"I was just saying that…."
In your sleep, you listen to the other as they talked about all kinds of stuff like what video games they play. You only play one video game and it is tetris. All other video games are nothing more than pretenders to the sublime elegance of putting a bunch of blocks together and making them disappear line by line.
They talk about who the prime minister is. They are seriously out of date on politics. the Prime Minister is obviously Junichiro Koizumi! No other man is capable of playing mahjong like Prime Minister Koizumi.
They talk about the interwebs. Your doctors have restricted you to only viewing pictures of cute cats doing cute things. Or was it cute cats pretending to do cute things while in reality scheming to take over the world. One of the two.
They talk about how they died except for Shield man because he read a book so he didn't die. Reading is good for you. Keeps you from dying.
Then they start talking about their stuff. According to Criminal Sword, Ponyspear and Archery, Shield guys are useless. They be silly. Shields be guardians. Block all the bad stuff.
People trying to do bad touch? Shield Block!
Car about to run you over? Shield Block!
Crazy girl about to stab you? Shield Block!
Someone trying to steal your cookies? Shield Block!
Swords are lame. Spears are pointy. Bow and arrows are shooty. Knives are stabby. Shields do Blocky.
Blocky super important. No can adventure without blocking!
"Honorable Heroes, we have prepared a meal for you."
"FOOD!" Upon hearing that, you awake straight up and roll out of the bed.
"GYAH!" You also scare the crap out of the others. You crawl your way to the door only to find your current state completely unsuitable for opening doors.
"Uguu…" Pitifully, you rub against the door, hoping for someone to open it.
"...Someone cut her loose already."
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After being freed, you ran to the place with the food and devour your fill before returning to the bedroom to sleep off the meal. All in less than a quarter of an hour. By the time the others return, you are already deep in unconsciousness. At least you think that's what happen. You don't know what happens when the dark takes you. Only that you feel less tired in the morning but who knows what devious and untowards things were done to you by the darkness?
In any case, you awake the next morning to a new day. With your knife in your hand, you cut yourself loose of the rather crappy attempt to tie you down with rope. You're not into that kinky stuff! Since there's no food tray with breakfast on it, you then spend the next hour or so staring at the heroes one at a time.
By the time they finally awaken, you're kneeling besides Archery's bedside, staring at his face.
"....Um, morning?"
"Jiiiiiiiii……"
".....A little help here guys?"
"Jiiiiiiiiii……"
".....Guys?"
"Jiiiiii……"
You continue to stare, even following Archery and the others as they went to have breakfast. You have a hard time as Archery keeps putting Shield man between you and him. You must also still be dreaming because the food taste wrong. Eggs aren't supposed to taste of oranges. Nor are the meat things suppose to be sweet and creamy. The water still taste like water though and you've hadn't had to get rid of any pills or drugs.
Remember kiddies! Drugs are bad!
"Come on, Suzuka." Hmm? Shield man taps you on the shoulder and points to the doors. "Um, it's about time for us to see the King again."
"Okay." Stuffing your cheeks with strange meat, you follow the others to the big room where the geezer king is.
"Ah, welcome, Heroes! I take it you didn't too much trouble with the Knife hero?"
"No, not really. She just fell asleep and didn't wake up except for dinner." Silence Murderer replies. Yep, you totally went to sleep. You closed your eyes and didn't move at all.
"Good, good. I was a bit concerned since it is apparent she is….not the most stable of persons."
"So you do know she's insane. Then shouldn't she be, I don't know, put somewhere safe for everyone's safety?"
Oi, you're totally safe to use! You're seventeen. Perfectly safe for kids 3 and up!
"Do not fret, Ren. have arrange for the knife hero to be guided by a trustworthy guardian. But I digress, as promised, we have gathered companions to follow you all on your journey. They are all eager to make your acquaintance."
Oooh, there's a whole bunch of cosplayers here. Or Larpers. Or maybe medieval re-enactment enthusiasts. Why so many weirdos?
"Now, future heroes of this country. Choose the one you wish to serve."
One by one, the cosplayers cross the room and gather in groups in front of Spear Ponytail, Archery, and Silence Killing Sword.
No one walks to Shield man.
So lonely.
"Wait a minute your majesty!"
"H-Hrm. To be frank, I never imagined something like this could happen. The knife hero absolutely but not this."
"He isn't very popular, is he?"
And you tune out again. Boring. Just buy henchmen later. Hire Henchmen not buy. Why are these people here again?
Why do they keep on yakking and why is Shield Man so bummed out? So lame.
"My Lord, I will travel with the Shield Hero."
Ah, looks like Shield man has a friend. Hurrah! Now no-one is lonely!
…..No wait.
"Mister King! I has a question!" You declare, raising your hand up like a good student when you wish to ask the teacher a question. Except this isn't school. You haven't gone to one for years now. Why the hell are you asking someone who's not a teacher questions that teachers are supposed to ask. Oh god you feel embarrassed. Aaah! Internal screaming sounds! Everyone is looking at you why are they looking at you!?
"Er, yes, Suzuka Akemi. Ask away, Hero of the Knife."
"Don't I gets minions as well?"
Friends. You were meant to say friends. Oh wow, you really messed up your vocabulary.
"Er...They are not minions but companions who will fight alongside their chosen hero. And it is rather unfortunate that no-one has volunteered to join you. Are you still with me?"
"....Yes-ish?"
"Good. Fortunately, I had foreseen the possibility of this happening and made further arrangements for an old friend of mine to join you on your journey. However they are quite late though please bear with us a little longer and - "
Suddenly the door to the room is slammed open and someone enters without a word. Everyone turns around to see who has so rudely entered the chambers of the geezer king.
"Ah, right on….time?"
The one who enters the audience chamber is:
[ ] An battle-scarred ranger in fur and leather, one eye scarred and covered with an eyepatch, the other filled with a cold calculating stare. His mane of grey hair gives him the look of an old but dangerous lion. On his back in a humongous bow and quiver and on his hips are two large wicked looking black knives. In his hand is one end of a length of rope and on the other end is what appears to be a lizardman who looks like he has had better days.
[ ] A knight completely covered from head to toe in gleaming silver armour with a bellowing blue cape tied onto their shoulders. Not a hint of skin can be seen save for the emerald green eyes that seems almost to glow from within the helmet. Being dragged behind them is a greatsword, almost as tall as the knight who carries it. A gangly looking youth runs in as well, carrying an overly-large backpack and looking very nervous.
[ ] A tall and slender masked woman wearing belts upon belts on top of her black dress or rather robes in which dots of whites moves across the fabric in a simulacrum of the night sky. The mask on her face is completely white save for the eyeholes which shows complete blackness. She holds nothing in her hands yet she exudes a chilling presence.
[ ] A middle-aged man about the same age as the king wearing in farmer overall. He holds a large pitchfork in his right hand and a large bottle in his left. He is also riding what looks to be a bull save far more muscular and ferocious looking than any that you've ever seen. His bearded face is full of amusement and good cheer and there's a scent of alcohol around him.
"...This world is really game like isn't it?" The one who breaks the silence first is none other than Shield Guy.
"Game? What kind of game? I'm the king of tag! Or I spy! I'm the goddess of I spy! I'll go first! I spy with my little eye something beginning with S! You've got five seconds to answer. 1, 2, 3, 4"
"H-Hang on a -"
"FIVE! It was string! I spied string!" Right there poking out at the very corner of Ponytail Spear's blanket. It's tiny and super hard to see but you spied it so it totally counts as a spyable object in I spy!
"God damn it! Go the fuck to sleep!" Criminal sword orders. You shrug your shoulders. You don't see any reason not to. Snug within your wrapping of ropes and blanket you shut your conscious off and immediately fall asleep.
Yes, sleep. You are asleep. You even have sleep drool! Yep, totally asleep.
"....Did she really just fall asleep just like that?"
Better add some sleep-talk, just to be sure. "Turkey."
Silence reigns supreme for several minutes with you sleep-talking some random word in your internal dictionary of words. then silence is brutally murdered by Criminal Sword guy again.
"Finally! Okay, so you were saying, Naofumi?"
"I was just saying that…."
In your sleep, you listen to the other as they talked about all kinds of stuff like what video games they play. You only play one video game and it is tetris. All other video games are nothing more than pretenders to the sublime elegance of putting a bunch of blocks together and making them disappear line by line.
They talk about who the prime minister is. They are seriously out of date on politics. the Prime Minister is obviously Junichiro Koizumi! No other man is capable of playing mahjong like Prime Minister Koizumi.
They talk about the interwebs. Your doctors have restricted you to only viewing pictures of cute cats doing cute things. Or was it cute cats pretending to do cute things while in reality scheming to take over the world. One of the two.
They talk about how they died except for Shield man because he read a book so he didn't die. Reading is good for you. Keeps you from dying.
Then they start talking about their stuff. According to Criminal Sword, Ponyspear and Archery, Shield guys are useless. They be silly. Shields be guardians. Block all the bad stuff.
People trying to do bad touch? Shield Block!
Car about to run you over? Shield Block!
Crazy girl about to stab you? Shield Block!
Someone trying to steal your cookies? Shield Block!
Swords are lame. Spears are pointy. Bow and arrows are shooty. Knives are stabby. Shields do Blocky.
Blocky super important. No can adventure without blocking!
"Honorable Heroes, we have prepared a meal for you."
"FOOD!" Upon hearing that, you awake straight up and roll out of the bed.
"GYAH!" You also scare the crap out of the others. You crawl your way to the door only to find your current state completely unsuitable for opening doors.
"Uguu…" Pitifully, you rub against the door, hoping for someone to open it.
"...Someone cut her loose already."
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =
After being freed, you ran to the place with the food and devour your fill before returning to the bedroom to sleep off the meal. All in less than a quarter of an hour. By the time the others return, you are already deep in unconsciousness. At least you think that's what happen. You don't know what happens when the dark takes you. Only that you feel less tired in the morning but who knows what devious and untowards things were done to you by the darkness?
In any case, you awake the next morning to a new day. With your knife in your hand, you cut yourself loose of the rather crappy attempt to tie you down with rope. You're not into that kinky stuff! Since there's no food tray with breakfast on it, you then spend the next hour or so staring at the heroes one at a time.
By the time they finally awaken, you're kneeling besides Archery's bedside, staring at his face.
"....Um, morning?"
"Jiiiiiiiii……"
".....A little help here guys?"
"Jiiiiiiiiii……"
".....Guys?"
"Jiiiiii……"
You continue to stare, even following Archery and the others as they went to have breakfast. You have a hard time as Archery keeps putting Shield man between you and him. You must also still be dreaming because the food taste wrong. Eggs aren't supposed to taste of oranges. Nor are the meat things suppose to be sweet and creamy. The water still taste like water though and you've hadn't had to get rid of any pills or drugs.
Remember kiddies! Drugs are bad!
"Come on, Suzuka." Hmm? Shield man taps you on the shoulder and points to the doors. "Um, it's about time for us to see the King again."
"Okay." Stuffing your cheeks with strange meat, you follow the others to the big room where the geezer king is.
"Ah, welcome, Heroes! I take it you didn't too much trouble with the Knife hero?"
"No, not really. She just fell asleep and didn't wake up except for dinner." Silence Murderer replies. Yep, you totally went to sleep. You closed your eyes and didn't move at all.
"Good, good. I was a bit concerned since it is apparent she is….not the most stable of persons."
"So you do know she's insane. Then shouldn't she be, I don't know, put somewhere safe for everyone's safety?"
Oi, you're totally safe to use! You're seventeen. Perfectly safe for kids 3 and up!
"Do not fret, Ren. have arrange for the knife hero to be guided by a trustworthy guardian. But I digress, as promised, we have gathered companions to follow you all on your journey. They are all eager to make your acquaintance."
Oooh, there's a whole bunch of cosplayers here. Or Larpers. Or maybe medieval re-enactment enthusiasts. Why so many weirdos?
"Now, future heroes of this country. Choose the one you wish to serve."
One by one, the cosplayers cross the room and gather in groups in front of Spear Ponytail, Archery, and Silence Killing Sword.
No one walks to Shield man.
So lonely.
"Wait a minute your majesty!"
"H-Hrm. To be frank, I never imagined something like this could happen. The knife hero absolutely but not this."
"He isn't very popular, is he?"
And you tune out again. Boring. Just buy henchmen later. Hire Henchmen not buy. Why are these people here again?
Why do they keep on yakking and why is Shield Man so bummed out? So lame.
"My Lord, I will travel with the Shield Hero."
Ah, looks like Shield man has a friend. Hurrah! Now no-one is lonely!
…..No wait.
"Mister King! I has a question!" You declare, raising your hand up like a good student when you wish to ask the teacher a question. Except this isn't school. You haven't gone to one for years now. Why the hell are you asking someone who's not a teacher questions that teachers are supposed to ask. Oh god you feel embarrassed. Aaah! Internal screaming sounds! Everyone is looking at you why are they looking at you!?
"Er, yes, Suzuka Akemi. Ask away, Hero of the Knife."
"Don't I gets minions as well?"
Friends. You were meant to say friends. Oh wow, you really messed up your vocabulary.
"Er...They are not minions but companions who will fight alongside their chosen hero. And it is rather unfortunate that no-one has volunteered to join you. Are you still with me?"
"....Yes-ish?"
"Good. Fortunately, I had foreseen the possibility of this happening and made further arrangements for an old friend of mine to join you on your journey. However they are quite late though please bear with us a little longer and - "
Suddenly the door to the room is slammed open and someone enters without a word. Everyone turns around to see who has so rudely entered the chambers of the geezer king.
"Ah, right on….time?"
The one who enters the audience chamber is:
[ ] An battle-scarred ranger in fur and leather, one eye scarred and covered with an eyepatch, the other filled with a cold calculating stare. His mane of grey hair gives him the look of an old but dangerous lion. On his back in a humongous bow and quiver and on his hips are two large wicked looking black knives. In his hand is one end of a length of rope and on the other end is what appears to be a lizardman who looks like he has had better days.
[ ] A knight completely covered from head to toe in gleaming silver armour with a bellowing blue cape tied onto their shoulders. Not a hint of skin can be seen save for the emerald green eyes that seems almost to glow from within the helmet. Being dragged behind them is a greatsword, almost as tall as the knight who carries it. A gangly looking youth runs in as well, carrying an overly-large backpack and looking very nervous.
[ ] A tall and slender masked woman wearing belts upon belts on top of her black dress or rather robes in which dots of whites moves across the fabric in a simulacrum of the night sky. The mask on her face is completely white save for the eyeholes which shows complete blackness. She holds nothing in her hands yet she exudes a chilling presence.
[ ] A middle-aged man about the same age as the king wearing in farmer overall. He holds a large pitchfork in his right hand and a large bottle in his left. He is also riding what looks to be a bull save far more muscular and ferocious looking than any that you've ever seen. His bearded face is full of amusement and good cheer and there's a scent of alcohol around him.
MHLord
I don't get what's going on anymore.
[X] A middle-aged man about the same age as the king wearing in farmer overall. He holds a large pitchfork in his right hand and a large bottle in his left. He is also riding what looks to be a bull save far more muscular and ferocious looking than any that you've ever seen. His bearded face is full of amusement and good cheer and there's a scent of alcohol around him.
Sounds like a fun old man.
Sounds like a fun old man.