Grandpa Dace's Quest for a stable family

LordPenguin · Jun 7, 2018

Interlude: The Necromancer : Youth

He'd always known he was different, destined for greatness.

After all, didn't all the best and brightest heroes come from nothing? Everyone likes cheering for the underdog, that's a fact.

So in this regard, his own humble beginnings would be the start of his own legend.

His mother died giving birth to him, the cause being in part due to the damage his birth caused to her, she was too proud to beg fro help from the muggles that could have saved her, and in part due to heartbreak, she had brought it upon herself, desiring something out of her reach and forcefully acquiring his father's affections.

Looking at it now, he'd never forgive her for the latter.

Heartbreak syndrome, the illness each and every child conceived when one of the parents is dozed with a love potion. Depending on the strength, some emotions become unavailable for them, the more powerful the potion, the more emotions out of grasp. As a child conceived under a strengthened version of Amortentia, most of the emotions related to affection were out of his reach.

At first he didn't care, watching Billy crying over his rabbit only made him both satisfied and disgusted that the boy would make such a scene for such a trivial matter. He constantly felt tired, like a fish too big for its bowl. From this frustration, his power was born, and this was the happiest day of his life, he really was special, not just an 'emotionless freak'!

However, he really should have known better, as he watched his wardrobe burn. A new world opened itself to him, where he was 'normal'... The thought horrified him to the core. Being only one face among the crowd, a speck on the tapestry of history, merely noted before sinking into oblivion...

He didn't want that.

He wouldn't accept that.

So he threw himself, body and soul within his studies, he became the best, using the looks he herited from his muggle father to ingratiate himself to the student population, layers upon layers of manipulations to use the situation to his advantage, and by his fifth year, he became 'special' again, Tom Riddle, the best, most beloved student of Hogwarts. The hunger within his soul soothed by the adoration of his fellow students. Then came his sixth year...

Red was all he saw.

Th-thmp.

Glorious red curls, pale, flawless skin, emerald green eyes, a smile that could light up a whole room and an aura that made people want to come close, like moths to a flame.

Th-thmp.

Anastasia Rizona was a half-blooded witch who came to England to escape from the war, her Italian heritage playing against her, and yet, within half a week, she had every student eating out of her hands.

This was illogical.

He couldn't understand at that time.

A burning feeling spread through his chest, bis breath came short, and soon, his mind became filled with thoughts of her. He tried everything to get rid of that disease, potion antidotes, counterspells, even talking to Slughorn and nothing helped. Time passed, and he felt as if his very soul was being burnt out. The agony was overtaking everything, and yet, he couldn't bring himself to hurt her.

Which is why he called in something that would.

For you see, he truly was a 'special' person.

He was the descendant of Salazar Slytherin himself! He found the secret room he left to his descendants, had access to his knowledge and the guardian of the room. For some reason it was deeply amused about hearing his dilemma, but was gracious enough not to comment on it.

The attacks began, Slytherin house became isolated, and finally his peace came back, letting him think more clearly than he ever could for the last year.

It took a bit of soul searching, but he realized two major truths about himself: He could only have a semblance of happiness if he was at the very top, adorated by all, and he was terrified of dying. Death was a horrifying concept, where everything ended and was made equal, no matter who you were, or what you did. Of course, he decided, this was utterly unacceptable, the cold fingers of fear gripping the back of his head. He began to look for ways, and all but one were fruitless.

Horcruxes were a strange point. On paper it seemed like it was a good idea, put his soul into an object so that even the body is destroyed, one could stil resurrect. However, if it was that efficient, why wouldn't more dark wizards use it? Where was Herpo the foul? Emeric the Evil? If Horcruxes were the key of eternity, why did all of the people rumored to use it disappear mysteriously? Was there a secret price to pay for it that he wasn't aware of? Conflict raged within his mind, not helped by the fact that he finally found his father, only to be rejected by him.

So focused he was on his research, that he stopped organizing attacks, and the worst happened.

Anastasia noticed him.

She began hounding him, green eyes knowing too much, she was everywhere he went, escape was impossible, and the flames came back with her, causing his mind and very magic to run into directions he'd rather them not to.

How was he feeling today?

What did he think of muggles?

Did he know anything about the Heir of Slytherin?

Hey hey, how about they went to study together?

Half of him was screaming at the tops of its imaginary lungs to run away.
The other half just nodded dumbly to her requests.

The world around him was swirling, similar to the chaotic state of his mind, until he couldn't bear it anymore and ran away to his last sanctuary, where he lay for hours, maybe days, trying to calm the fever down. Tha'ts when he saw her.

She'd even followed him here.

An unbidden anger rose within him, at the same time the emotions only her could call out did.

She spoke to him gently about how she wouldn't say anything, that she was sorry she didn't notice he was so tired, that she worried about him. That she loved him, despite knowing about who he was and what she did.

Tom broke.

He didn't remember what happened, the snake would explain it to him later, but when he woke up, it was to Anastasia laying dead on the ground, his hands around her throat. A hysterical laughter came from his mouth as a void he forgot reappeared, devouring him from the inside as if to compensated for its one year long absence. That's when he decided to do it.

His very first Horcrux. However, it was impossible, for regret was the only thing in his mind, this wasn't a cold blooded murder where he was in control, this was him killing the girl he 'loved' in a fit of madness, he realized. If the fire of 'love' was hard to bear, the pain of loss was even worse, and so he went ahead and did the unthinkable. He spent three days doing nothing but checking the formula, altering it and making sure the body was preserved by the spells. Then,he got the girl's wand and did it.

This was the most pain he ever felt, as his five senses got cut off from him.

It felt like he waited for years, in fact, this probably was the case, before somebody picked him up. Getting them to use him enough for him to overtake them was trivial, he was in a wand after all. After he woke up, savoring having senses again, he tried to think about what he should do and came to a blank.

The original gave up on his name and appearence, fashioning himself into a Dark Lord following some asinine quest for pure blood supremacy, so he supposed he could take thosa for himself instead. The pitiful wizard he took over was from a very old family, and had some written knowledge about the past.

Tom Riddle reappeared into society as a scholar, and wasn't Dumbledore ever so shocked to learn of it, a small, vindictive part of his mind whispered into his mind. His connections didn't fail him, and in less than half a day, he found himself staring up at his original self. Red eyes, bald and skin pale as death. He really was ugly. The Original gave him the mission to continue investigating Death, so he did.

At some point, the Original brought him the body of Anastasia, and he discovered it was filled with something. A strange magic, that somehow allowed some part of her to remain even after death. After that, he was like a shark who smelled blood in the water and experimented on the corpse, until an accidental bout of mind magic revealed memories that had him floored.

His world was fictional.

He then proceeded to repress it, to instead concentrate on the knowledge it gave.

This body was filled with the blessing of the Love goddess Aphrodite, and Anastasia used it to try and seduce him. He felt a bit betrayed, but in her situation he'd do the same, besides, he already killed her and was defiling her corpse, so he wasn't really upset. If anything, he was grateful to her, because she opened the way to several ways to accomplish his objective. After all, if there's one thing those American muggle comics taught him, it's that taking what scares you and using it for your own purposes is exceedingly efficient.

Holding a black cube in his hand, he chanted in a black tongue forgotten to man for millenia, the sky darkened, the stone blackened, and the preserved corpse of Anastasia spasmed on the stone table, empty eyes opening as bony hands began digging their way out of the ground.

"Good morning to you, Anastasia." He spoke out smoothly. "Do you understand your mission?"

The death knight smiled and bowed.

"I do, my beloved master."

Today, he was investigating the members of the Order of the Phoenix, starting with the one apparently married to a Death eater. Then, as he saw her, a familiar heat in his chest began to rise. Not as violent as the previous one, but enought to pique his interest.

A smirk spread on his lips. Looks like it was time for him to start a collection.

The moral of the story : Don't try to mindwhammy the dark wizard into being in 'love' with you. It'll only spook him. Nobody likes it when dark wizards become spooked. Especially if what he feels isn't 'love'.

At the beginning, it was going to be 'stupid reincarnate tries to relive her favorite romance fanfiction and get shanked by younger Tom Riddle', but it wouldn't generate enough chaos. So instead you get this.

Now, all the implications in this interlude, We wonder if you can find them all~

PS: Heartbreak Syndrome is something We invented, because We thought the whole "Evil since birth" thing is a cop out and reserved to the Overlad.

LordPenguin · Jun 11, 2018

And the winner is....

[X]Aife's isekai adventure isn't going as expected: The saltening

Here cometh the Negaverse!

LadyZebra said:
Well, After doing some rolling, I have some good and bad news!

Kiyotan said:
Here we go... The last time Zebra sounded so happy was when someone's plan to murder our own father somehow got voted.

Brunette24 said:
Seriously, why did we vote for that guy?

Kiyotan said:
Because he was the only one with a plan and you were lazy.

SuperMinion said:
He said he wanted to burn everything to the ground! Anyways, good news please.

LadyZebra said:
You're going to get a reason to go after Gramps directly.

Orky said:
And how is that good?

SoulReave said:
Well, if that was the good news, I wonder how bad will be the bad one.

LadyZebra said:
[x] Accompany Dumbledore. Even pregnant, you are the Order's best fighter.

"If you're sure" Remus frowned, letting his arms fall to his sides, eliciting a loving smile from Aife.
"I am, don't worry, I'm the strongest, right?" She turned around, looking at her precious baby boy. Romulus Lupin seemed to be his father's son, at least he inherited his colors with brown hair and eyes.
"And you, don't bully your daddy too much, understood little guy?" She cooed as he rubbed his eyes and nodded sleepily.

It took them a while, but they arrived to the isolated island where Lily built her base. It was strange, made of creamy and white stone, and men made of metal were milling about. The woman in question was looking at them from the top of the stairs unmoving.

James' face lit up into a loving smile.

"Lily! It's been so long! How have you been? You should write more!"

The redhead looked at them and Aife thought she saw a glare, but she must have imagined it , after all , Lily was James' wife and Harry's mother. Then, a terrible roar rang trhough the air, and she saw a gigantic dragon flying down towards them. They prepared themselves to combat, but Lily raised her hand.

"It's okay, I invited them."

Aife frowned, then muttered "Observe"

Name: Charlotte
Species: Green Dragon (Tamed)
Level 7 Dragon
HP :180/180

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What kind of idiot would call a dragon 'Charlotte' ?! Wait, Hagrid would, but she'd hear about it if the Order had access to dragons. Some movement caught her attention and she instinctively looked at the two men coming down from the Dragoness.

The first one was a very handsome young man, tall and muscled with wavy blond hair falling over his eyes and a cowboy hat.

Name: Oliver Lapierre
Species: Human-Veela hybrid
Level 1 Beastmaster
HP: 20/20

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The results had her blink, both because the man didn't look like a veela at all, and because of his irregular class. She was about to scan the other, when she realized that it was her own father. He looked in surprisingly good health. Lily smiled at him and walked down the white stairs of the Town hall, followed by giant bronze automatons, she suddenly looked at them with a frown

"It's good to see you again, Professor Gwallawg, but we have other guests."

Aife was surprised by tho hostility in her voice, and sneaked a glance at James, who looked as surprised as she was. A sinking feeling in her stomach appeared at the same moment a quest window did.

Something is wrong in Orderville.
Lily is behaving strangely compared to your knowledge. Find out why.

Reward: 10 exp,[The phoenix rises] Quest available.
Failure: Lily becomes the Order's bitter enemy.
Do you accept the quest [Y/N]

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The closest word describing what she felt at that moment was 'horror'. She didn't think her father would sink so low!
Albus was the first to react to Dace's presence, and he coughed, drawing her attention away from her biological father.

"Young Dace, and... I'm sorry, I do not think I got your name?"

" Oliver Lapierre, G.U. Graduate. Would say it's nice to meet you but my mum raised no liar." That was curt and to the point, and mildly insulting, yet again, if he came with Dace, he was probably poisoned against them by his lies.

"Yet you run around with one of the worst." She couldn't help but say, cramming her voice with disapproval.

"Ah, but here is the beauty of being me, I do not lie if I can help it. It must run in the family, really, truth is so much more devastating." ... That was low. "However, as much as this heartwarming reunion touches me, I still have a meeting to attend." He swanned towards Lily, taking her offered hand and bowing down to it, kissing it, before letting go. Was he trying to seduce her?! She was a married woman for Merlin's sake! "And it would be quite the insult to ignore the Lady of the castle when she comes to greet us in person, right?"

She had to keep her foot on James' to keep him from murdering the man on the spot. Later, they'd get their chance. The true surprise, however, came from the younger man, who imitated awkwardly his employer (?), and from Lily, who almost like she enjoyed the attention. At least, it look that way to James too, who was almost hissing in rage. Finally, they got to enter. The building was old and dilapidated, but she could feel it held some kind of magic she couldn't understand yet. Then, after a row of negotiations, Dace suddenly got up, back ramrod straight, and stormed out of the building. Dumbledore blinked, before doing the same, far faster that one would think him being able to.

When they got out, they were met with a vision of horror. THere were undead everywhere, and a notification that appeared

Betrayal! Somebody sold you off to the army of darkness!

Objective: Survive until rescue

Failure: Death

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Surviving was much more easily said than done. And in the end, she found herself on her own.
There was no choice but to use that. Gathering her thoughts, she focused them on her beloved Remus and their child. She couldn't die here, she had a family to come back to!

"I love you. Please marry me." Her soon-to-be husband asked her with a loving smile, his warm amber eyes only seeing her in the entire world, being even more awesome that the one described in the book.

"Ragna-" She began to call out the name of her ultimate attack.
Now now, what do we have here? A divine level attack? Oh no, that won't do at all...
"-Urk!" Her hand flew to her throat as the shout died.
You do know intervening directly at a time like this will cause a penalty to be applied, right?
Her hands then reached her head as she screamed at the top of her lungs, the pain unbearable.
How dare you...
Her vision swam while at the corner of her eyes, she saw messages that were most concerning.

Critical enemy damage!
Special attack sealed!
[Ancient Curse] Debuff applied!

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[Ancient Curse]

The Old Gods still roam across this Earth.
Repent, ye fool who would defy them!

All statistics halved!
All regeneration halved.

You have the attention of SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-

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The pain almost doubled in intensity, despite all of her pain resistance and [Gamer's Mind].
Oh please, as if you never did that. Remember who's the one who gave Tommy the idea to attack the potioneer's meeting in hopes of killing that guy? How's that working for you?
Ever so slowly, the figure approached her, swatting away James' attemps to protect her as one would a fly.
Ladies, ladies, calm down, you're all pretty~
Pale, cold fingers traced the black scar on her jaw, before settling on her throat, and squeezed.
You shut up you sex-crazed manwhore!
She couldn't breathe, she couldn't move, and this wasn't supposed to happen!
Gee, how aggressive, you know, you should embrace your other side more~
The figure's other hand approached her face, poisonous green coldness filled her vision, before a flash of bright fire took her away.
Get a room you two. In any case, Divine intervention penalty will be taken into account and punished for all of you that used it. Yes, I'm looking at you three.
Aife, James and Dumbledore reappeared in their temporary headquarters, in front of Molly Weasley's pale face. She looked tired, as if she hadn't spend a good night and almost screamed as they appeared, before realizing who they were.
You can't do that! You're not even a player!
"Molly." Dumbledore sighed, feeling and looking as old as he was. " I need you to call the Order, I have terrible news."
Yeah, goddess of the land or not, you're only there because He thought it'd be a good idea to have an arbiter.
It took a few hours, but soon, everyone was up to date and arguing on why this could happen. It was then the Arthur weasley spoke, apparently uncomfortable.
... I see. I suppose you're all in agreement with what she said?
"It would make sense, if it was Gwallawg senior who betrayed the hour and location of the meeting. I mean, he's friends with Lucius Malfoy, of all people."
Uhm, guys? That's not a good idea...
This almost caused another row, but Dumbledore intervened.
Yes we are. You're en eyesore!
"No, no it isn't him." He shook his head. " He hates me too much to let anyone else but himself cause my own ruin. Another error from my youth, I'm afraid."
Very well. Then, it won't be a problem if I'm a player, right?
Aife didn't understand. Why did he insist so much on Dace not being behind it when it was obviously him who did it? She almost scoffed. There were about 50 dementors out here, indestructible, unkillable monsters, and he somehow managed to kill them all? She wasn't that much of an idiot. She waited until Dumbledore retired to take a well deserved rest that she got up from her chair, attracting everyone's attention.
You can do that?
"Everyone, I think we need to talk."
I was invited as a player after all, I just stayed neutral as a favor. However, with Freyja and Ahriman's misbehavior, we are now in a rather problematic situation
She took in the tired faces in front of her. If Dumbledore wasn't going to help her stop her father, she was going to do it herself.
Therefore, wouldn't it be my job, as the Arbiter, to solve it?

Kiyotan said:
Okay, I think I can speak for everyone here in asking what the everloving hell was that ?!

SuperMinion said:
Yeah, like, the freaking gods? I thought there wa only Freyja left!

LadyZebra said:
Hm? I don't remember saying anything bout Freyja being the only goddess around~ Oh, and Enemy Nat100 by the way.

SuperMinion said:
Oh no.

Brunette24 said:
Wait, does that mean Voldemort has divine backing in top of his Heroes 3 Necropolis?!

LadyZebra said:
Ah~I don't know about Voldemort, but Tom Riddle certainly has~

SuperMinion said:
... Have we checked the horcruxes' whereabouts?

LadyZebra said:
No, you did not.

SoulReave said:
HAHAHAHAHAHA! FINALLY!

Kiyotan said:
Oh shut up. Why are you still here anyways?

SoulReave said:
To watch Aife crash down and burn!

Corvid said:
Amen to that, brother.

Orky said:
Anyways, aren't you concerned with what was said? I mean, our father seems to be working with the Nature faction leader as Riddle's spy, even if we have Madeye keeping an eye (heh) on him, he's , like, the magical equivalent of a ninja. We really should make sure he doesn't get swayed that way. He sounds like he'd be nice, and he can break through the Lupinsexual barrier.

SuperMinion said:
No. Not poisoning our One True Love to get with Link Cowboy Edition.

Orky said:
And what was up with Lily anyways, she didn't even try to talk to James while they're married! Wait, where is she anyways, Fawkes evac'ed us, but she wasn't at the reunion. Zebra?

LadyZebra said:
Glad you asked. After that defeat, Lily's spirits are very low, but your grandfather is an excellent host. And he has a way with women. Don't worry too much, she'll be just fine. Though, if you see her, you may need to check if she's wearing silver.

Kiyotan said:
Why would she... Wait. Wait wait wait... Fuck it. Zebra, I'm using my OOC question! What is up with Snape?

LadyZebra said:
He ded.

Orky said:
What ?!

Kiyotan said:
A bit more details please.

LadyZebra said:
Well, you remember the prank James pulled in his fifth year? Well, this time, he didn't go save him.

SuperMinion said:
Dear lord...

LadyZebra said:
Oh, and, Severus, Lily and Peter were close friends, Lily and Peter tried to save him, only to end up with him dying to save Lily instead and making Peter promise to protect her. Well he tried anyways, speaking is hard with half your throat torn off. And Peter got bitten. And As a freebie : Peter is also dead, he died to save Lily too. Rolls some dice. So yeah. If you see Lily run away, as you are right now, she'll kill you without remorse.

Kiyotan said:
Holy.. Can we use an action to save her before Dace brainwashes her?

Corvid said:
Huh. I don't see how Lily got together with James after that...

LadyZebra said:
Oh, it's simple, she didn't. Congratulations, you butterflied Harry Potter away.

SuperMinion said:
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-

Orky said:
Why?! We made sure canon would be followed!

LadyZebra said:
Do you want the list in alphabetical order or chronological?

SuperMinion said:
GUYS! Don't panic, we just have to save Lily and help her through her issues to get her together with James, we just have to do it now!

Brunette24 said:
You mean, when we're crippled and he has a dragon?

Orky said:
James is as good of a fighter as we are and there's Madeye who knows the place, we can probably do it if we double down and use one of Kiyo's Miracle points.

Kiyotan said:
It's my last one, I'd rather use it for something else, like ensuring Dumbledore's purge of the ministry is successful.

SuperMinion said:
Come on, it's important!

Corvid said:
Yes Kiyo, it's important

SoulReave said:
Don't be stingy~

Kiyotan said:
Somehow, you guys agreeing with them makes me scared. And Corvid is pinging me on Discord. Fine, I'll bite. However, I'll note that I was coerced. This is going to end horribly.

SoulReave said:
One of us! one of us!

(A row of voting later....)

LadyZebra said:
Oh, and, since I'm in a good mood, here's a sneak peek at the Deathquest Negaverse :

LadyPanda said:

I think at this point the cat's pretty much out of the bag anyways.

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LadyPanda said:

Interlude : Fleur de Lis.

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MegaMinion said:

You're telling me we've been hunting down somebody who didn't even exist for over three turns and wasted about 10 actions on it?

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LadyPanda said:

Well, Yes. But hey, at least other You got Longbottom. Probably.

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MegaMinion said:

REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

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Soulweave said:

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

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Corax said:

Ah, he broke again. Now what do we do?

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Blondie24 said:

Same thing as we ever do, we plan to take over the world with our army of super waifus.

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SuperMinion said:
Why?!

LadyZebra said:
Because I can.

That thing is Canon btw, take from that what you will.

Aife tried to use [The power of love]! It wasn't very effective.

Note that the colored text was originally invisitext. And that Wisdom stat doesn't exist.

There was going to be more romance, but then, while forcing myself to read Dramione on ff.net for inspiration, I remembered I was allergic to everything related to love that was not either courtly love or Gomez and Morticia and gave up. So yeah, it ended up being more shounen than the originally intended shoujo. A bit disappointed we didn't have DeathQuest, just because they call him Fumbledore.

Personalities: Note than any resemblance with people from SV or QQ is entirely coincidential and in no way corresponds to anyone whose internet handle may seem familiar.

SoulReave: Laughing anarchist.
Corvid: Tho one who wants the MC to die painfully.
Kiyotan: The sane guy/girl, save for their unfortunate attraction towards anything yandere.
Orky: The guy with a plan.
SuperMinion: 'oh fuck' detector. Also happens to be what remains of the thread's morals and self-respect.
Brunette24: The number cruncher.

Formatting is too long, so I won't be doing a negaverse for a while again.

LordPenguin · Jun 16, 2018

Honestly, back then, I'd thought Deathquest would have won, so I wrote it anyways, and after dithering for a while, I decided to post it instead of having it rot away. Besides, I still have dice to roll and stuff...

LadyPanda said:
[] Diplomacy: Make some connections at the ministry.

Rolled 15

For some reason, you didn't manage to get in contact with anyone of import. The best you could manage was the janitor. This is the third time you failed already, so it's pretty clear someone is working against you. You clench you teeth, trying to keep the blackness in check and slowly exhale. Patience, you tell it. Patience, Dumbledore will get his due.

No infiltrator in the ministry yet~

[] Stewardship: Try to get some funds.

Rolled 35

Most of the money around was used to fund the reconstruction after the Overlord's raids in Diagon alley and Voldemort's reign of terror, so money is scarce, and the ones with the money are too well protected for you to contact.

Gain 3 500 Galleons

[]Martial : Full out assault on Dumbledore's party. Double down.

Rolled 63,88

To be continued in Complete victory.

[] Intrigue: Try to infiltrate the Order of the Phoenix

Rolled 100

To be continued in Complete victory.

[] Learning: Continue translating the Book of Death. Double down.

Rolled 98,38

You have made a new breakthrough in translating this book. New spells avaliable:

Animate Dead - 3 mana
Combat - Summoning
Power: 82 + 7.5 HP/level + Demonology
Animate Dead raises a number of creatures based on the caster's level from any stack of dead creatures. All creatures vanish after combat ends.

Life Drain - 3 mana
Combat - Direct Damage
Damage: 16 + 1.5 dmg/level + Demonology
Life Drain steals hit points from all Life targets, and then caster gains a portion of the total hit points drained.

[] Mysticism: Necropolis step 2 : Upgrade Cursed Temple
Rolled 54

There was no problem with the construction.

Skeletons upgraded to skeleton warriors.

[] Mysticism: Necropolis step 2: Acquire resources : Stone
Rolled 49

Digging to expand those bone pits left you with quite the amount of stone to peruse

Gained 5 Stone.

Alright, everyone, you know the drill, prepare for some good old curbstomping

Raven said:
Yeeees... Stupid insert, here comes Tommy!

SoulWeave said:
Do you think we'll get to sacrifice her to our dark god instead? We need more worthy sacrifices.

Porky said:
Dude, we're going the undead harem master route, remember? The Angry Man can get Fumbledore though.

SoulWeave said:
But... But muh apocalypse...

LadyPanda said:
*Watches the rolls.* Okay...

MegaMinion said:
I'm scared.

Blondie24 said:
Naaah , it's Nat 100, even if we mess up we get goodies.

LadyPanda said:
Complete victory.

You finally managed it. You got spies within the Order, and what a spy they were. The intelligence they gave was invaluable for someone such as you, and the influence they had there was even better. Already they prove their worth.

Dumbledore was going to parley with the leader of the unnamed faction that appeared last year in the Orkney islands, only accompanied with his top two enforcers, James Potter, and Aife Lupin, who was supposed to be the Holder of Freyja's blessings. Better yet, she was pregnant, therefore, there was a chance the blessing spread to her spawn. Anyways, this was an occasion to wipe out three threats at once...

Then, there were a few... Unexpected events. According to his information Evans was the Elder Gwallawg's apprentice, so he really should have anticipated his presence. Still, he was inconsequential in regards of The Plan. What was more worrying was the rather characteristic presence of a giant Welsh Green, who looked an awful lot like an AvLee Green Dragon. That was supported by the fact someone was riding on it. They were tall and blond, but that's about all he could see from here. That would be a problem.
Tom made a mental command and the dead moved. In the air, the Dementors and their spawns were keeping them from running away while his footsoldiers advanced. His opponents seemed to have noticed too. Dumbledore and his followers decided to take the fight to him, while an army of automatons walked out from the city and the dragon took to the sky.

He beat them one by one. Potter was easily dealt with, while Dumbledore was pinned down by the never ending sea of the dead that was threatening to swallow him and Aife was currently engaging his dear Anastasia. He began casting the spell, a modified version of the Avada Kedavra and took aim.

Then a scream came from the sky, followed by a shockwave and intense ag0N-

...
...
...

Tom Riddle woke up with a start, Anastasia's red curls welcoming him to the land of the conscious.

"The city has fallen my love, however, I must apologize, I didn't manage to carry out your orders. Dumbledore called for his phoenix." She had apology all over her face, and the pitch black darkness in his gut rebelled. He quashed it with a thought and sighed, relaxing his body on the bed.

"I see. Then it can't be helped."

"However, you'll be pleased to know that I managed to contact some of my informants within the order of the phoenix, and they have some interesting information that I think you ought to know...

Order faction nipped in the bud. Order of the Phoenix key members subverted : Arthur Weasley, Emmeline Vance, Kingsley Shacklebolt. Gain an automatic +10 roll against each member of the Order. Gain intelligence of their moves. Relations between Order of the phoenix and Dace Gwallawg set to hostile.

MegaMinion said:
What ?!

Miyosan said:
Why are you so angry, we nipped one of the big 5 in the bud, it's awesome!

Blondie24 said:
We didn't get Fumbledore or Waifu number 4 though.

MegaMinion said:
Why is he here again ?!

Miyosan said:
Where did we see him again?

MegaMinion said:
He's the one who wiped out our army back home !

SoulWeave said:
Wait, he's not in the Life faction?

LadyPanda said:
Nope.

Porky said:
Where did he get that dragon? And where do we get one?

SoulWeave said:
Do you think it'd be a good base for our skulldragons? I want a skulldragon for our lord and Savior.

LadyPanda said:
Well, you could have, he got them on the same day you got the Death anchor~.

MegaMinion said:
Oh yeah, in the Dragon Utopia. Wait. Oh no. No no no no, please tell me you didn't.

LadyPanda said:
Look deep into your heart and you shall find the answer~

MegaMinion said:
@#ù¤$*! Guys, we need to track down the guy on the dragon and kill him harder than Tommy's mom! He's the fricking Nature faction leader!

Porky said:
The one who zerg rushes harder than we do?

MegaMinion said:
Yes! And he's already got fricking dragons!

Raven said:
Nah, you're exaggerating, I mean, Zebra told us with enough actions and a competent enough minion, you can tame anything.Besides, it's not af if they're resistant to magic, it's Harry Potter, one spell in the eyes and it goes down.

Blondie24 said:
Speaking of Potter, what's up with James and Lily?

LadyPanda said:
Whaddya mean?

Blondie24 said:
Well, they didn't seem that close to me? Lily was the leader of Order faction, Dumbledore's in Life, but James is with Dumbledore and not Lily? It's weird.

LadyPanda said:
Hm-Hmmmm~

Porky said:
Uh-oh. He hit the nail on the head, didn't he?

LadyZebra said:
I think at this point the cat's pretty much out of the bag anyways.

LadyPanda said:
Interlude : Fleur de Lis.

MegaMinion said:
You're telling me we've been hunting down somebody who didn't even exist for over three turns and wasted about 10 actions on it?

LadyPanda said:
Well, Yes. But hey, at least other You got Longbottom. Probably.

MegaMinion said:
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

SoulWeave said:
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Raven said:
Ah, he broke again. Now what do we do?

Blondie24 said:
Same thing as we always do, we're planning to take over the world with our army of super waifus.

So here it is, it's supposed to be shorter because more revelations. Now, How do I make that darned sidestory/apocrypha tab...

LordPenguin · Jul 1, 2018

Interlude : The Bright Lady
Aife Negaverse (2)

(Looks like somebody on QQ got their wish)

LadyZebra said:
Huh.

SuperMinion said:
What now?

Kiyotan said:
Zebra? Zebra no! Zebra stahp! Whatever's on your mind isn't good!

SoulReave said:
Zebra yes!

Orky said:
Seriously, I feel like this quest should be called masochism simulator

SoulReave said:
IKR, it's like watching a trainwreck in slow motion!

Brunette24 said:
To be fair, Zebra told you since the beginning that going with the 'kill dad' plan would cause a difficulty spike

Kiyotan said:
There's difficulty spike, and there's this! We're supposed to play very easy mode!

Corvid said:
Even in very easy mode, if you shoot yourself in the foot, it's still going to hurt.

SuperMinion said:
That was surprisingly profound of you.

LadyZebra said:
Invasion : Code Red

It was going rather well at the beginning, banished as she was, she was still that man's daughter by blood and as such she had some leeway with the manor's protective spells. A look at the minimap on the top right of her view revealed the optimal route to go and save Lily and as such, she led the way, using a few secret passages. However, that luck didn't hold.

" Young lady."

A faintly familiar voice reached her ears, and she looked to her right, a group of maids was coming towards them from a corridor that was crossing with the one they were perusing. It took her a bit of time to recognize her. Martha was yet another of her muggleborn yearmates at Hogwarts that desperation pushed towards her father, and had to accept that degrading job. The woman was looking at her and her group suspiciously and Aife smiled brighty at her.

"Hello Martha, I'm just visiting."

The other woman just narrowed her blue eyes and sighed in almost disappointment shaking her head and making her long black hair sway with the movement.

"My apologies for sounding crass, but please stop trying to bullshit me."

Almost too fast to see, a red hail of stunners was launching towards them and Aife barely had time to erect a shield to protect her group. The maids all had their wands raised, organizing themselves in shifts to make sure the shield was constantly under pressure to lock them down in one single position, while another part of the group was fanning out around them to cut off their ways of escape. Aife was beginning to feel the pressure, and upon noticing their moves, she ducked, letting the shield fall and sprinted towards the middle of the group.

The maids dodged, the fabric of their skirts flaring and blocking her view as she heard the shouts of the other members of her group. She tried to attack them, be it with hand-to-hand or magical attacks, however none of them hit, the maids swaying nimbly around her. She then realized what their strategy was: Keep her away while the rest of them dealt with her group, and she swore. This choice of tactics has Moody written all over it. Deciding the mission was more important than discretion, she gathered her magic and punched the air next to Martha's head.

"[Wind Strike]!"

She shouted, opening her fist an unleashing a wind wave that knocked over the maids fighting her group and sent them flying against the walls with wet thudding sounds. Most of them stayed down, however, in doing so, she forgot that the person she was fighting was still active. She got what felt to be a steel fist in her thorax that pushed her away, before a massive blow to the side of her head disoriented her. She stepped back, avoiding a flash of silver and saw that Martha was wearing solid looking steel gauntlets over her fists, and was raining blow after blow upon her with her blue eyes colder than she ever saw them. From the corner of her eyes, she saw that Martha's group left her to finish off the invaders while Martha herself occupied her. Aife clenched her teeth. The blows were strong enough to make her bones rattle each time she had to parry them, and she had no leeway to use her wand with how close she was. She decided that at this point, discretion was pretty dead and changed tactics.

"[Power blow]!"

She punched towards the woman, who crouched at the last second, her own fist hitting and denting the wall behind her, while Martha extended her leg and
sweeped horizontally, striking Aife behind her knee, causing her to fall on her back. At least, it was supposed to. The ex-heiress rounded her back and threw her legs up, her hands over her shoulder making her roll away until she landed back on her feet and charged again.

Her blood was beginning to pump in her ears, and she felt excitement. Nobody ever gave her such a good fight. Too bad it was against someone her father hoodwinked into his service, and she had no time for this! Once again, she gathered her strength to fire off her finishing move, when another punch hit her throat, this one even stronger than the others what caused her shout to die in her crushed throat, immediately followed by a knee in her gut that expelled all of the air in her lungs and made her fold over, allowing her opponent to join her hands over her head, forming a fist and brutally bringing it down on her exposed back, sending Aife crashing into the floor.

She then sat on her and began repeatedly hitting the back of her head, her blows getting stronger and faster the more she hit. Barely conscious and blinded by pain, Aife could only struggle uselessly, her arms firmly locked by Martha's white silk stocking clad legs, and see notification upon notification regarding the damage she was taking.

A particularly vicious blow sent stars flying in her eyes and was noted as a critical him. A cold pit formed into her gut. Was she really going to lose here? Against a normal human of all things? Anger overtook her. No. No, she wasn't going to lose. Not here, not now, not when people were counting on her!

She called towards her the power Freyja gave her and felt her strength multiply.

She was not going to lose to a goddamned Hufflepuff of all things!

The energy flooded her, creating a protective shell, and she felt the woman jump off her. Too late. The ensuing shock wave sent her careening towards the end of the hallway, where she rolled a bit, before getting up unsteadily as Aife was getting rid of the others and reanimated her friends. Martha then looked at the scene, her colleagues on the floor and the intruders on their feet and her eyes narrowed.

"Code Rainfall."

Her voice smoothly rang through the air, though for some reason, Aife couldn't hear her from an ear, and the downed maids warped out of existence, the iridescent light coming from the brooches betraying their nature as portkeys. The woman's blue eyes threw one last glare at Aife, before she, too disappeared. Aife used that moment to check her status and winced at what she saw.

Named:
AifeLupin
Health : 90/200
Mana: 200 / 250
Status: Hairline fracture (skull, 2nd and 6th ribs, jaw) Broken (Right forearm, left knee), Ruptured (left eardrum, left kidney.) Pregnant (3 months)

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That gorilla-like woman sure hit hard. She guessed it was one demerit of having the pain resistance skill. She took a pink potion flask from her pocket and downed it, the feelings of uncomfort and deafness disappearing. She'd have to be more careful, it was her last, and she no longer had any ingredients left to craft it.

"What's going on here?!"

A familiar voice barked, and she felt her shoulders fall in relief. She turned around and beamed at Moody, who was hobbling quickly towards them, electric blue fake eye spinning in every direction, betraying his agitation.

"Why are you there? Albus told me nothing about a visit."

People avoided his gaze and Aife flinched at the mention of the leader of the Order of the Phoenix, which made Moody almost growl.

"He doesn't know you're here, does he? Didn't the last time teach you anything girl? I thought your close call with the Necromancer finally drilled into that overly thick skull of yours that we need to work together, or we'll die alone! This isn't the time to indulge in you delusions!"

"But he has Lily!"

James protested hotly, wand in his hand, paling when a bright orange jet of light passed next to his ear.

"The same Lily you left to die alone to cover your escape, and don't interrupt me, boy."

The ex-auror snarled, both eyes fixed on James. Aife pursed her lips, before making her decision.

Sneak attack! Damage doubled!

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She struck at Moody when he wasn't looking at her, and he fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Wha-!"

James balked at the scene, before Aife glared at all of them.

"We need to hurry before reinforcements are brought in!"

She shouted, the beginnings of panic lacing though her voice. Ropes flew from her wand, Moody's wand, peg leg and fake eye falling neatly into a box she conjured and locked shut, and she sent both the box unconscious man into a cupboard nearby, after tying him up and gagging him, locking the door shut afterwards.

"Should keep him down an hour or two. Let's go."

She ordered, the people following her hesitating until James strode towards the corridor, wand out. It didn't take them long to find the rooms, Dace and Lily were in the same room, in the guest wing. They had to deal with a few wolves, but nothing a few blasting hexes couldn't deal with, though, they gave quite
a lot of exp when they died. James, however, had to change forms to fight them off, since they seemed to be mildly resistant to magic and none of them were as strong as Aife in the department. They finally arrived at their destination, tired, some of them wounded, and angry. The woman leading them raised a finger to her mount and signaled them to walk away as she lifted her wand in direction of the well. Her father had a nasty habit of trapping doors, therefore she'd have to make her own.

"Bombarda maxima!"

The wall exploded with a massive noise and dust blocked their sight, before settling down, revealing a strange sight.

Dace and Lily were sitting on the bed, Lily rolled up in covers with holes allowing for her arms to peak out, eyes red rimmed, a bucket of vanilla and chocolate fudge ice cream cradled on her lap and right arm, and her other hand holding a spoon. Dace for once wasn't wearing robes, favoring instead a white button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbow and black slacks, the black vest laying on a seat nearby while a yellow and black tie was hanging loosely around his shoulders. Aife had to stop for a moment. Since when did he wear muggle clothing? She banished that thought away, filing it for later, instead focusing on his hand on her back, as if he was trying to comfort her.

She bit back a sneer. As if that man was able of empathy, he was almost as bad as Voldemort, only smart enough not to get caught. It was clearly a ploy to bring her deeper under his thumb than she already was. Next to her, James shifted back to human form and glared wordlessly at Dace's arm, and she blinked, before understanding what happened. Her father may be in his fifties and rotten to the core, but he still looked like an attractive man in his thirties, according to her female friends. He must have thought he was trying to seduce Lily or something.

Still, it was time for her to act. She threw a glance at Lily and spoke at her, smiling reassuringly, avoiding that part of the wall that fell due to her overpowered charm. She needed to get them out of there before part of the building collapsed on them.

"I'm sure things are confusing right now, but you need to come with us, that man is bad news, don't worry, we'll protect you."

"Pro...tect."

Lily's face was white and her eyes glazed over, turning towards James.

"A stag."

he continued dazedly. That was strange, didn't she knew her own husband's animagus form? Though, those strangely empty eyes... He dared to use the imperius her?! Dace put his arm in front of her, wandless, and spoke out almost conversationally.

"Somehow, I do not think Dumbledore knows of it."

Some of them looked guilty, but Aife just scowled even deeper, glaring at his arm.

"Albus isn't the only member of the order. We're here to save Lily from you!" She sniped, making the older man laugh dryly.

" Like you were here for her all of those years? When her friends were killed? "What? " When her apprenticeship fell through due to her status? When you left her alone to fend for herself against Riddle and his army of darkness?"

A shiver ran up her spine at the dark satisfaction and smugness she could see in his green eyes -weren't they blue?- as he looked down at her, despite his hunched position. No, she couldn't let his words get to her, she knew how he worked, she wouldn't let him befuddle her!

"Voldemort is dead, he was vanquished on Halloween by the prophecy child. You're just one of the Necromancer's followers trying to capitalize on the fear he invoked to further your agenda! "

Admittedly, that one was a stab in the dark regarding the Necromancer, but Voldemort disappeared at the right date, therefore Harry probably beat him, even though both his parents were alive. She remembered hearing about James' parents dying around that time period, so it fit. Upon hearing that, Dace sneered, looking down at her in a definitely unpleasant expression, and she knew something was wrong, strengthening her gut feeling that things were going to go awry.:

"So that's your current theory to try to keep things as close as your canonical point of view. How cute. However, you forgot a small, unimportant detail... Harry Potter was never born."

The words rang through the air, the weight of the revelation almost suffocating her. She looked at James, who looked puzzled, and knew in her heart that it was the truth, but that begged another question. How did he know? His eyes glinted in the light, twinkling, much like Dumbledore's, and she knew. He used legilimancy on her when she was young. He knew everything from the very beginning. Ignoring her state, Dace continued mercilessly.

"Lily and James never married, and why would they? You beloved mutt killed her best friend Severus in front of her after all, even if she didn't know about that back then."

He would never... Sirius' prank in fifth year...

"Did you think she'd ever date successfully that man, Severus' biggest bully, after seeing her best friend die confessing his feelings of love to her?"

Dace tilted his head like a bird, a cruel light in his eyes.

" Did you think this is the only thing your interference ruined? Oh no, no no no, you don't get out of it that easily my dear."

Fear crawled through her spine and suddenly, her father looked like a giant in front of her, and she was so very, very small... Until a voice dragged her from the pit of darkness she was in, bringing her back to the situation at hand.

"Shut up!"

James shouted at him, brown light going out of his wand and catching Dace in the chest, sending him into the wall. There was a meaty thud and he fell, wheezing. The smile on the elder Gwallawg 's face, however, was only one step short of demonic and her hands were trembling. Why didn't Gamer's Mind activate?

"It's fine... live your life as you want it... After all... Your daughter is here to... Pick up the slack."

What?

"I don't have a daughter."

Aife affirmed, weakly, wracking her head to look for inconsistencies in his speech. It was a lie, had to be, there was no way Remus and her had a child, and they all forgot about them. At the same time, indignation rose in her breast. This was just like her father to use children as hostages. No, it probably wasn't hers, but still, there was an innocent child prisoner in his grasp, waiting to be perverted by him. She thought of her darling Romulus and what the man could do to him. The images steeled her resolve. Push come to shove, she'd have to deal with him herself.

"Ever wondered what is it that you forgot after you poisoned me?"

Was his simple answer, almost conversational. She wondered, yes. She wondered almost every day. The pieces were finally falling into place, his having her firstborn would allow him to transfer heirship. But still, a daughter with Rosier... With a Death Eater... Nausea rose through her. Moonlight was streaming on the room by now, but then Dace did something weird, falling to the ground, activating a secret passage and crawling to safety, puppy under an arm. She was about to pursue him, but Lily's trembling voice attracted her attention

"The stag... Under the full moon... You were here but why
..
Sev' said...
But then... The wolf... Mooney... The marauders? But then... Prongs."

Her right hand began scratching at her temple, the other holding an indigo cube that seemed to be the Order anchor.

"Prongs was here...
Moony
was here...
Sev'
...said-Catspaw-
-yourfault-youwerehere!"

Her speech became more and more erratic as she began shouting, her hand falling back to her side.

" Wait, Lils , you don't know everything"

James raised his hand to defend himself, looking stricken, as Aife was also trying to deescalate the situation.

"Lily, listen to me, I know my father, he loves twisting the truth, and-"

Lily spoke out again, interrupting her with death in her voice.

"This is all your fault."

Her voice was airy at first, but became more and more ferocious, angry, erratic as she spoke.

"Your fault.
Your fault, your fault
yourfaultyourfaultyourfaultyourfaultyourfaultyOurfAUltyourfFAUltyourFAUltYOURFAULT!"

She screamed loudly and shrilly, the scream a lot stronger than it should be, with an odd echo to it. Then, the cube in her hand broke, and everything became red.

The wrath of a woman scorned
Objective : Survive until rescue: Time left 05m36s
Failure : Death

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Aife didn't understand what was happening, a shock wave sent her to her knees, and a red pillar came down from the heavens, striking Lily as she was screaming so hard she could almost hear it tearing itself apart. Lily's form was bubbling, flesh melting and moving as if she was made of wax and somebody was molding her.

"[Observe]."

She said, wetting her dry lips and promptly wished he hadn't looked.

Name: Lily Evans, chosen of Ares
Species: Human
Level 10 Divine Warrior
HP: 200 / 200
Status: Berserk

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Aife turned around and shouted at the others to run away as a flash of red and burning heat fled past her, towards James. She recognized it was Lily, who, pounced on the man who managed to dodge with a feral scream. However, the burnt meat scent revealed he wasn't unscathed and James fell to the ground, screaming in pain as he held the burned stump that used to be his left arm, his wand laying uselessly on the ground, broken in two.

Under the moonlight, she could see the changes brought down on the woman due to the intervention of the god. Her hair was longer, reaching the ground easily and turned scarlet. Her musculature was more pronounced and her hands and feet were covered in strange and faintly luminous red plate. The air around her seemed to catch fire due to the massive power she could feel emitting from her.

Aife steeled her resolve, and used the Accio spell to bring James to her, then banishing him away so that the woman wouldn't kill him. Of all of them, she was the only one who had a chance of beat her. After all, they were both chosen by gods of war.

However, she miscalculated, and fought Lily as if she was a regular fighter, but Lily was not. She was a feral beast with the single minded objective of killing them all, which is why she was taken by surprise when Lily ducked under her spell and grabbed her head, making them both fall to the ground. She straddled her, holding Aife 's head with both hands, the burning metal making her flesh fizzle and bashing it to the floor, while a pillar of not-fire with her as the origin began to rise to the sky, keeping any spell from going through. Aife felt her magic losing potency and began to panic. They were both chosen, so why was Lily so much stronger?

No, she couldn't think of that now, she needed to escape her grip! Shifting, she threw her leg backwards, distracting the other woman long enough for her to turn on her back and kick her away in the sternum with both feet, standing up while the woman was flying away. However, Lily fell on her fours and pounced again, red claws digging easily into her abdomen, causing a rain of scarlet to gush out Howling for her to die. The pain was too intense for her to bear, even for her pain reduction skill, and the massive amount of notifications blocked her view, making her flail around blindly, trying to fight off the other woman.

Then, amidst the chaos a voice resounded through the chaos, booming like thunder.

"ENOUGH."

Dumbledore had arrived.

Aife couldn't move, however, she felt her agony lessen somewhat and the pressure of having Lily over her disappear.

She didn't know how long she remained stuck in the red, but when it all stopped, she opened her eyes to find herself laying in a white room, the red head of Fawkes perched over her, pearl like tears falling down on her body. She sighed in relief and tried to relax but opened an eye to try to identify where she was regardless. The first thing she saw was Dumbledore sitting near her bedside, casually reading a book on alchemy, his legs crossed and apparently perfectly at ease in his eye watering canary yellow robes with purple polka dots.
As if feeling her gaze, He closed the book abruptly with one hand, blue eyes scanning her through his half moon glasses. What was worrying her though, was the complete lack of his usual cheer, softness, or indulgence. This Dumbledore looked, however, every bit like the man who took out Grindelwald and burnt the entirety of his base to the ground. She had to focus on his ridiculous robes not to be scared out of her wits by the apathetic stare Dumbledore gave her.

"I must admit, that when I said to stay put, this wasn't what I had in mind."

He began mildly, almost innocuously. However, for all her father made her want to shrink down, Dumbledore's tone made her want to shrivel and die.

"Please, enlighten me as to why you thought storming in a presumed enemy's seat of power, with almost no backup, while you weren't still at full power, when he had time to prepare for your coming, was a good idea."

Aife bit her lip. Dumbledore didn't wait for her answer.

"Being a leader takes more than charisma, I'm afraid. You need to be ready to take responsibility for your actions, and see your choices to the very end. More than that, you will have to live with those for the rest of your life. Ah, it seems this old man is still a tad... Upset."

He sighed and got up, heading towards the door and Aife spoke up before thinking.

"You're not going to punish me?"

Dumbledore stopped, his hand on the doorknob and turned back towards her, with pity in his eyes.

"I think you've been punished enough."

As he left the room, she wondered the meaning of his words, rubbing her stomach reflexively, before realizing were a small bump should be, there was only a lean, muscled abdomen.

Aife's screams tore through the night, making birds fly from the building.

That night was horrible. She spoke more with Dumbledore, and she knew who he reminded her of when in a bad mood. Her father. Her insanely manipulative, hyper competent father. It may not be Harry Potter canon, but Harry Potter fanfiction wasn't out of question. The question was, would she risk it?

[The sword that chooses the king] Questline automatically taken. Somewhere, he slumbers, waiting for a brave soul to awaken him when Britain needs him the most. Somewhere, the other slumbers, waiting to finish what he started.

Barging into an enemy's base almost without preparations was unsafe! Who'd have though?

Kiyotan said:
What the fuck was that Zebra?!

LadyZebra said:
Guaranteed infiltration, not the rest.

Orky said:
Don't make us beg...

LadyZebra said:
A Nat 1 negative score in Lily composure?

SuperMinion said:
...Dear god.

Corvid said:
I think I'm in love with your dice. I'm speechless for once. Continue.

SuperMinion said:
You didn't pull your punches huh. Curiosity : what would have happened had we chosen not to poison our father?

LadyZebra said:
Probably? None of that.

SuperMinion said:
That's not helpful.

LadyZebra said:
Sounds like an OOC question~

Orky said:
Ugh. Kiyoooo?

Kiyotan said:
I spent my last to guarantee inflitration, see how it turned out.

SuperMinion said:
Just to be sure, it's not game over yet, right?

SoulReave said:
Oh, hey, woke up in time to see the discussion. Now to read.

Orky said:
Of course he'd come for that.

SoulReave said:
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA THAT BROAD IS SO DUMB!

SuperMinion said:
This is our MC you're insulting here.

LadyZebra said:
No, it is not. Not even the game's next phase, in fact.

SuperMinion said:
So, we got an abortion thanks to Lily, our standing in the Order is ruined, Dace's gonna sic the authorities on us, and there's a chance of Evil Dumbledore being a thing, while the Necromancer wants us undead. What do we do?

SoulReave said:
You know, there are times when a (wo)man must take a stand. Since the trainwreck is already taking place, I say we ride it to the end!

SuperMinion said:
This is going to end in tears.

Brunette24 said:
You have no idea.

SuperMinion said:
Shut up, you filthy traitor of a beta.

Kiyotan said:
Erm, guys, have you seen the invisitext at the end?

Corvid said:
...

SoulReave said:
...

Orky said:
...

Kiyotan said:
Zebra, you magnificent bastard.

LadyZebra said:
I try.

The maid fight was supposed to last 30 words, but I had so much fun with the Moody-trained CQC Specialist Terminator Meido Martha ( who may or may not be a Ruler Martha expy) that I just rolled into existence that it lasted much longer, like 1010 words longer. She was just supposed to be a mook; but she was so interesting, like Dace and Oliver, so why not? Besides, the rolls back then were 116 (maids) vs 122 (Aife's group), with all bonuses already counted in, it was still rather close and I hope it showed! It's good training for fight scenes! I'm not good with them, so if you guys have any advice / remarks about it, don't hesitate to speak up! I'm a bird, I have no teeth to bite you with

Also, Aife fails at being a proper shounen hero. Much sad. On another news, the train still has no brakes!

This chapter is 3x as long as originally intended. My bad.

LordPenguin · Jul 15, 2018

DeathQuest Negaverse: Battle for Yr Wyddfa (1)

Alright, ladies, gentlemen, necrophiliacs, We are gathered here because some people decided it was a good idea to launch an assault before the combat tutorial happened, so I'm going to throw you into the fire! Enjoy.

Tom looked ahead of him, his army shambling ahead of him, while Anastasia, his strongest Death knight, was riding ahead.

( I had to create the map and the grid all on my own. The first to diss my stuff will get punished. One way or another. Looking at you, SoulWeave! Of course, as per HoMM , I only put some creatures, but it's your much more numerous army. Trying to keep the cluttering to a minimum here.)

However, once he arrived, he soon noticed several things were amiss. While the grass was a bit more lush than it should be, the truly odd things were that there was a river that wasn't supposed to exist and, on the other bank of said river, there was a forest made of sturdy trees. This was strange, because he had it on good authority that the Nature faction was only truly installed there since last year, this was much too early for such important terraforming.

Still, Nature was present. He could feel eyes on him everywhere, the wind was harsher, carrying undercurrends of fire, the trees were agitated, there were groans and breathing noises and something was moving in that forest, the ground was muddy, causing the undead to walk slower.

Clearly, Dace was prepared, he'd expected nothing less from his fated enemy.

With a mental command, his army stilled as he made his plan, then, with a single nudge, the army...

[] Separated : The skeletons, liches and wights, all of them creatures that could be destroyed instantly by Dace's accursed winds would stay behind, waiting for Dace to have wasted his spells on sturdier creatures and only then would they come, so that they could not be stopped.

[] Continued its advance, the terrain constraints meant sending reinforcements would be complicated, especially if, as the texts suggest, Nature aligned spells were centered about terrain manipulation.

A few minutes later, Tom looked at the river. It was shallow enough to pass, however, when the came down of his mount and dipped a finger in it, he felt a tingle bordering on burning, and drew back his hand. Frowning, he extended his magical senses to try and parse the water's secrets.
Mysticism check : 20. Got 26. Passed.
Learning check: 15 (reduced from 25 from previous Learning actions). Got 22. Passed.
His eyes suddenly opened, slight teal sparks coming from them.

The Grail.

It was here.

Anticipation began to rise within him as his lips curled into a smirk. No wonder he couldn't find it, someone already got to it first. He got up, raised his hand, although it was more for his benefit than real need, and lowered it, commanding that...

The Vampires:
[] (Aggressive): They fly over the trees, heading towards the enemy backline and murder their fragile units.
[] (Polyvalent): They fly over the trees, scouting the field and picking off weak targets
[] (Cautious): They fly around stealthily, retreating at the first sign of danger.

The Zombies:
[] (Aggressive): They rush towards the castle, through the woods.
[] (Polyvalent): They shamble cautiously, taking advantage of the cover from the trees.
[] (Cautious): They stay on place, waiting for the signal to attack.

Anastasia:
[] (Aggressive): She bombards the field with spells.
[] (Polyvalent): She focuses on crowd control.
[] (Cautious): She waits for now, until the troops reached the castle itself.

IF Continue was chosen :

The Skeletons :
[] (Aggressive): They rush towards the castle, through the woods.
[] (Polyvalent): They shamble cautiously, taking advantage of the cover from the trees.
[] (Cautious): They stay on place, waiting for the signal to attack.

The Wraiths:
[] (Aggressive): They fly over the trees, heading towards the enemy backline and murder their fragile units.
[] (Polyvalent): They fly over the trees, scouting the field and picking off weak targets.
[] (Cautious): They fly around stealthily, retreating at the first sign of danger.

The Liches:
[] (Aggressive): They bombard the defenses to try and somke the defenders out.
[] (Polyvalent): They bombard the field with spells.
[] (Cautious): They start trying to wrestle control of the terrain.

As his arm fell, the undead rushed, their speed faster than before, and Anastasia's undead steed neighed, its hooves hitting the ground almost impatiently.

As for Tom himself, he decided to...

[] Lead the troops:
-Highest risk to self.
-Highest chance to Find Dace's heiress (Blessed One)
-Highest chance to find Dace
-Highest chance to find Grail
-Low chance to learn of Aife's whereabouts

[] Lead from the center:
-Middling risk to self.
-Middling chance to Find Dace's heiress (Blessed One)
-Middling chance to find Dace
-Middling chance to find Grail

[] Lead from the rear:
-Low risk to self.
-Low chance to Find Dace's heiress (Blessed One)
-Low chance to find Dace
-Low chance to find Grail

Current troops :

Anastasia: Level 12 Shadow Mage.
Tom Riddle (Horcrux) : Level 16 Lich.
Vampires x 30
Zombies x 300
Skeleton Warriors x 200
Wraiths x 40
Liches x 8

Raven said:
Leading from the front is a no-brainer. Voting for whoever puts it in their plan.

SoulWeave said:
Damn, druid guy be a beast. Either he got the Grail before the game started, or he got it under 3 turns. Also, I would never do that to you Panda, they're.. Really cute pentagons.

LadyPanda said:
The latter. And those are hexagons. Enjoy your -10.

Porky said:
So, I think we should be cautious here, because Tom said he is dangerous.
Edit: Stop needling the QM, Weave for the love of Angry Mainyu!

SoulWeave said:
[X] Plan Apocalypse now.
[X] Separated.
This one, I think, because I don't want to lose all our aerial units like last time where he somehow pulled another spell when he couldn't before. They would be free exp otherwise.

The Vampires:
[X] (Polyvalent)
They can regenerate, and they'll scout out the situation for us.

The Zombies:
[X] (Aggressive)
They're our footsoldiers, but they're slow, so they need to go as fast as possible to do damage.

Anastasia:
[X] (Aggressive)
She'll basically be our cover here, in case they've got too many ranged units, since those damned trees cut our field of vision.

[X] Lead the troops:
Because we can't afford to let them live at this point, they're too dangerous for our goals, so we have to go all in or they'll be able to restart somewhere lese. Aife is a bonus, really.

MegaMinion said:
Curse you Soul, for making your usual insanity sound so reasonable
[X] Plan Apocalypse now.
.

Blondie24 said:
You should keep in mind though, They've got an alliance with the Life faction, so there is a not nonexistant chance they've got somebody with holy spells in here.

MegaMinion said:
What ?!

Miyosan said:
Considering how Dumbledore's going after our sabotaging his faction, we'd know if they had someone flinging holy spells around.

Blondie24 said:
Would you? Dace has a much better intrigue than you guys. Even with the Nat 1, if sufficiently motivated, he can run circles around you.

MegaMinion said:
Well, whatever, the die is cast and I can't find another plan that makes sense right now.

Miyosan said:
It'll be Okay, we're the master of Death, he's just a (stupidly sexy) nobleman.
[X] Plan Apocalypse now.

MegaMinion said:
He's the one who wiped out our army back home !

SoulWeave said:
You're repeating yourself, Mega

LadyPanda said:
Well, as a freebie, I'll tell you this: Besides his spells, he's fairly harmless, as he is a Heroes 3 type hero.

Porky said:
Not a reason to drop our guard.

SoulWeave said:
Wait. Heroes 3 as in : can only use spells and can't attack directly? I'm torn between being relieved because he's severely nerfed compared to us and alarmed because he's done that much damage while being so nerfed.

LadyPanda said:
Why not both?

MegaMinion said:
By the way, Panda, You've never really told us what being the MoD entailed.

LadyPanda said:
The stars are not yet aligned.

MegaMinion said:
In other words, there'll be a quest down the line that may or may not result in us dying horribly.

Porky said:
We're already dead though.

MegaMinion said:
Anyways, strategy, anoyone got better than Soul?

Raven said:
Nope.
[X] Plan Apocalypse now.
Always up to murder shitty inserts!

Blondie24 said:
You'll have some work to do soon, then.

Raven said:
What?

LadyPanda said:
Well, I did start this quest thinking of the most horrible things I've ever read in HP. I'm sparing you the trashy slash and M-Preg because I wouldn't wish that on anyone, but other than that, if it exists, there's a chance I drop it around..

MegaMinion said:
Well, in the fandom, there's evil, and then there's PKH.

LadyPanda said:
Funny you should speak about that...

MegaMinion said:
Wait, no, Panda, I was joking, please please don't do it, I don't want glowing mushrooms on Pluto or whatever!
Edit: Oh Ahriman, she's rated this funny.

SoulWeave said:
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Raven said:
Mind explaining what that was about?

Blondie24 said:
Something that should never have existed in the first place. If you're fragile of heart, don't even google search it. If you're not, be ready for days of hell.

In which, we learn overestimating one's enemy is just as dangerous as underestimating them. Then, fandom happened and Raven had a suspicious feeling more stakes were going to need to be prepared

Before you ask, yes, Apocalypse now was chosen.

LordPenguin · Aug 5, 2018

JokerQuest : I'm fairly sure a human spine is not supposed to bend that way...

You were sitting in the familiar living room, nonchalantly looking around and taking in the walls darkened by magic. Well well well, it seemed little Reggie didn't know how to get rid of the taint either. Not that anyone alive knew, you amended, but still.

At least the chairs were comfortable.

After a while, the urge to transfigure one of those pillows into a white, long haired cat almost overpowered you and the owner of the place opened the toor as you were looming over your defenseless victim. He stared at you, you stared at him, his gaze slid towards your wand and he sighed.

"This better not be you trying to turn one of my pillows into a hedgehog again or I swear to the Lord I will take you to the magical menagerie to neuter you."

Those words led you to think about what that would mean. All the ladies, gone. You openly whined and tried to puppy eye him, only to get a splash of water to the face as the younger man strode through the room, waving his wand and making a few parchment rolls fly towards you.

"I don't suppose you got out of your tomb for a simple social call, so I took the liberty to compile the data I managed to scrounge up about your situation. From what I understand, Riddle broke his teeth on Gwallawg's little fortress, so you have about 5 years before they come for you, maybe less, if Shirley succumbs fully to the compulsion."

Your lips twisted downwards. Shirley... You shook your head. You couldn't save her if you didn't use your head, stupid mutt. And for that, you need a plan. And to make a plan, you need information.

"Thanks, Regulus." You said earnestly as your eyes scanned the paper, your brain that had been misused most of your life struggling to gather the information.

"You're welcome." Regulus sat down on his chair, looking at you in silence for a while. Then, he spoke up again.

"I saw Gwallawg today." He said, causing you to look up from the paper. Gwallawg... Oh, Aife's father. The one mother always raved about in a seriously creepy way and who supposedly is the root of all evil on earth. "He had a new bethrothed. A muggleborn, that he brought at the meeting."

You blinked. The man must have had balls of steel not only to announce he's going to become a 'blood traitor' but also to rub it in everyone's faces. You took note to raise his position in your mind, but Regulus interrupted you before you began thinking of new nicknames for the man.

"Martha Drake. A Hufflepuff your age." Yes, yes, and quadruple holder of the title of most bountiful bosom of Hogwarts. Hmmm, oh, wait.

"The one who attacked you and your friend death eaters when you tried to corner her after breaking her wand and who beat you up so bad they had to use Skele-gro on you?" You ask, hitting your fist into your open hand in realization as Regulus winced.

"Anyways." He obviously changed subjects " He has an aura." He stressed the word, causing all your previous good humor to disappear. Okay, depending on how it went, it could be very good or very-

"And it stunk of putrefaction, of Life Decaying into Death." Regulus waved his wand, causing a crystalline bottle and two glasses to fly from a nearby cupboard. You couldn't get drunk anymore, undeath sucked that way, but still, you appreciated he thought to propose and you relished in the burn spreading through your throat. Meanwhile, Regulus downed his glass, before slamming it against the table.

"As if it wasn't enough that he convinced Fudge and the Death Eaters that more violent means to achieve their ends were acceptable, he somehow got his hands on the maps of where all the oldest and more famous wizrds ans witches of Britain are buried. Do you even know what kind of damage he could do with those?!" He got up and began circling the room, occasionnally pausing to fill and down another glass of firewhiskey, as Sirius was beginning to feel worried for his liver. " But nooo, as if it wasn't enough, the Oracle didn't just reveal he entered a simple contract, he swore fealty to Ceridwen! Not even Thanatos or Kali! Ceridwen, the crazy psycho bitch who gains power from human sacrifice!" He began to shout and windmill his arms in a fashion that would be hilarious if his eyes werent looking so wild. "The last thing Britain needs right now is another edition of the freaking Shadow Court! But nooo, the Bastard of Wales has to ruin everyone's day!"

You're not sure it's quite that bad, but it still looks pretty bad. Still, it leaves you in quite the conundrum...

When in doubt, you asked yourself the very same question you've asked yourself ever since the end of your fifth hear at Hogwarts.

What would James do?

Probably try to make contact with Gwallawg and see what happens.

What would you do?

[] Investigate.
[X] Don't.
Yeah, like, no. Like, you don't want to be ,like, anywhere near that crazy bitch...
And as you did ever since your fifth year, you promptly decide to do the exact opposite and stay the hell away from that guy.
Phew. That's one bomb disarmed. Now to make sure Fudge doesn't blow up Scotland by accident... Why am I the one doing this, there's so many cute guys out there and I can't touch them, it's like, going to an all you can eat buffet when you're dieting!
Seriously, you'd seen dementors cuddlier than the guy.
Still, a drunk Regulus was always a riot. He's already started posing. With a hand on his face and bending back while screaming gibberish. Either he was inhumanely flexible, or he's learned how to animagus behind his back, because he was fairly sure a spine doesn't bend like that.
We appreciate your sacrifice 'Dite
*Much whining was done*

Muhehe said:
Wait. 'Shadow Court', as in...

LadyPanda said:
Yes.

Muhehe said:
That crossover's not in the list.

LadyPanda said:
Just setting up the sequel.

SoulWeave said:
I don't know what you're talking about, but it looks interesting. Anyways, YES FINALLY the apocalypse is in the works~ Even Dog-man won't manage to stop it !

MegaMinion said:
I'm scared.

Blondie24 said:
Well, the good side of it is that since you're dead already, you're pretty much guaranteed to survive.

MegaMinion said:
Until they decide to do what they usually do with petri dishes, in any case.

Miyosan said:
Poor Regulus, we should get him a pamphlet about the dangers of alcoholism.

MegaMinion said:
No, seriously, why aren't you freaking out guys, we just got told we have to stop the Apocalypse, and save our undead girlfriend from the NTR end!

Miyosan said:
NTR is a trash fetish but you know our situatioon isn't that bad, nobody knows we exist at this point.

MegaMinion said:
Yeah, I'm sure at GwallawgQuest they thought so too, look where it got them!

SoulWeave said:
So, Panda from 1 to 10, on the Apocalypse-o-meter, where are we right now?

LadyPanda said:
Eh. I'll give it a three. There's another Nature faction in the works right now, since, you know, some people aren't going to take Ceridwen rampaging and do nothing about it. Still, Middle east and Africa's pretty screwed, as is Russia.

Porky said:
Russia? What's up with Russia?

SoulWeave said:
That's pretty low.

LadyPanda said:
Ragnarök.

TheGrammarian said:
But wasn't that supposed to happen in... Oh. Oh no.

LadyPanda said:
Yep.

MegaMinion said:
You know what? I won't even ask.

Porky said:
But that was the Warhammer thing! You said no Warhammer thing!

MegaMinion said:
What Warhammer thing?

Raven said:
Panda said taking the Ragnarök thing in chargen would lead to Aphrodite getting ganked by Slaanesh who accidentallied his way to this multiverse through a hiccup in the Warp. But Aphrodite's still here, so that's probably vanilla Ragnarok she's talking about.

LadyPanda said:
Something like that.

MegaMinion said:
Oh, we'll just have to deal with world burning fire giants, world eating wolves, and all the gods dying. You know what? Just for the last point, I'm gonna call it a win.

LadyPanda said:
Heh. Because you've been so lucky so far.

MegaMinion said:
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

SoulWeave said:
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Raven said:
At least those inserts will die?

Blondie24 said:
No they won't.

Raven said:
Bugger.

You pushed Regulus into doing drunken JoJo posing, you monsters, I hope you're happy.

On another note, note that the wording ot the type of pact you'd enter in was actually pretty important, who'd have thought?

Also, yes, I named that faction just for the pun. Because that's what the guy himself would do.

LordPenguin · Aug 23, 2018

OrderQuest : Fudge? Fudge no, Fudge stahp!

[X] Stop Minister Fudge.

This year was a complete, unmitigated disaster.

Rufus Scrimgeour cursed in his mind, wishing from the bottom of his heart he could drown the Overlord in an ice bath.

Now, he wouldn't be raging in an encampment lost in the woods for no reason, so let's go back in time for a bit, shall we?

Fudge had done it. He'd signed off on the law allowing to seize everything a Muggleborn owned, and the return of centaur hunting.

Rufus was looking at his aurors, all grizzled and looking determined, as they were forming ranks before him in the training room.

"Gentlemen, ladies, as you may know, Cornelius Fudge has been placed under compulsion spells and is being puppeted as we speak. Who is the master, and what is their goal, we do not know. However, as you saw, he is the one behind the recent strengthening of restrictions surrounding magical creatures and all the anti muggles and muggleborns laws." He looked at them, glaring to express his displeasure." Today the charms I placed were activated, meaning the master is here right now. The objective behind that is obvious, they wish to push the tensions and spark a war. I say no to that. We are Aurors. We are the guardians of the law, and no matter who is breaking it, our job is to be there and throw them in a cell."

The people in front of him were standing straight, the training methods he borrowed from the Belarusian army having left its mark, but leaving the ones who didn't give up stronger than ever.

"Let's go." He turned around and walked out of the room, followed by his troops. People didn't ask or try to stop them, thinking they were merely heading towards whatever insane routine Rufus made them go through.

The alarm was raised when they headed down towards the Minister's ofice, however, nobody dared to stop them because they were the law enforcement, though, people were talking. They arrived quickly in front of the door, ignoring the protests from a squat, toad-like woman, and forced their way in.

In the luxurious office, they saw minister Fudge, a dazed expression on his face, nodding to whatever the woman sitting in front of him said. The woman was clearly not human, her unhealthy skin shining next to her black pantsuit. Her long brown hair was up in a ponytail an her intelligent green eyes were framed by square glasses. Fudge immediately noticed them and got up.

"Rufus? What's the meaning of this?" He asked angrily, skin already reddening due to his temper. " And where is Dolores? I said I wanted no interruptions."

Rufus smiled grimly.

"My apologies Minister, but you have been placed under an insidious version of the imperius. Therefore, we would like you to surrender to our custody." The minister immediately prepared to refuse, but got blasted with a stunner coming from Amelia.

The woman was sitting, arms and legs crossed and looked up at them with a small smirk.

"Oh my, to interrupt a Lady's conversation, how rude."

Rufus immediately lunged, fists made of pure magic sailing towards her. She showed no pain, even as she fell to the ground, before screaming, a shrill sound that made the walls tremble.

That got Rufus' attention and he immediately shouted at his subordinated to get away as the wall exploded, revealing a figure clad in black armor. Behind him, deformed creatures were running amok. He looked around, his hand reaching for his weapon, before speaking out one word.

"Where."

The woman waved her hand.

"Level 9, third door to the right~"

The man immediately retreated, however an auror let loose a spell, that made him turn around after a jet of brown light hit his shoulder. The only warning they had was shen a yellow light started shining from the gauntlet's palm before a wave of fire engulfed them. The explosion disoriented them, and when they got their footing back, the Overlord was long gone with his creatures.

Rufus took one look at the befuddled Cornelius, then at the smirking, laughting woman and all the rage he felt, pent up for years was released. At the end, he didn't need his wand, he ripped her apart with his bare hands. That's when Cornelius began screaming murder, ducking under another stunner. Office workers and hitwizards arrived to the scene, and in the shadows, Cornelius seemed to melt. People were finally upon them, spellfire raining in all directions, and the woman grinned like a demon.

"Thank you for leaving the door open~" The said, before disappearing. Rufus looked underneath him and saw Cornelius, face stuck in a rictus of terror as he lay in pieces on the floor.

He didn't allow himself to feel, only to act and once the madness was over, he was sitting, covered in blood in a clearing, with his loyal subordinates setting up camp. He took a moment to clean himself, as keeping the blood on him was just begging for an infection, and the thought about the woman's last words. He was nonplussed for a moment, before he finally understood.

Today was a day a few aurors, loyal to him were manning the entrance. Aurors who came with him for his coup d'état. After the alarm was tripped.

The level of fury he felt after realizing this increased tenfold and he lied down, looking at the stars in hope of calming himself

He could have sworn that at this moment, the stars answered to him.

What will Rufus do?
[] He swears to have his revenge.
[] He swears nover to let it happen again.
[] He swears to create a new order, where this kind of things cannot happen

-20 Elite aurors, 30 Remaining.
You are now an outlaw
You are no longer a member of the Ministry of Magic
Your resources have been seized/freezed
SLs Updated
Training bonuses lost.
Amos Diggory is no longer your Steward.
Croaker is no longer your Researcher.
Julie Adams is no longer your Marshal.
Rita Skeeter is no longer your Spymistress.

Cornelius Fudge died! He was replaced by Marius Fudge, also mind controlled by that woman.

LadyPanda said:
Does this sound as catastrophic as it should ?

Muhehe said:
What?! How in the world did it come to this?! We were supposed to have an easy win!

LadyPanda said:
Did I say that? Your fault for not checking auror rotation. Also, might want to check last paragraph of last update.

TheGrammarian said:
"Well, one does have to lay plans carefully to win, but I don't see why it should go wrong." She never said it was about us. I hate you Zebra, I hate you like I've never hated anything and you're probably enjoying it to its to the fullest while twirling your invisible mustache.

Muhehe said:
What do we do now?! It's practically game over by this point! What about Dace, he's our ally!

LadyPanda said:
You were his ally and ignored him when he asked for help~

TheGrammarian said:
And of course, like idiots, we chose not to take the out just before jumping into the trap. Did Lilyquest ever have to deal with this?

Kekre said:
I'll have you know I had nothing to do with this.

LadyPanda said:
No, everything was rather smooth sailing, until Riddle attacked.

Raven said:
Speaking of Riddle, how come he's become so efficient? He's never reached that level of fuckery before!

LadyPanda said:
Well, that's because he's comatose. His undead waifu Not-Monika is taking care of everything.

Muhehe said:
Does she lean agains the fourth wall too?

LadyPanda said:
Why, she wouldn't be a good expy if she didn't!

TheGrammarian said:
I hate you.

Blondie24 said:
Things are gonna be rather delicate, so I'd advise you guys to find a nice corner to bunker up in. Like Ireland. Your loss isn't total yet, but you need to be careful.

Porky said:
Shut up you filthy traitor of a beta.

Raven said:
Am I the only one concerned about the fact those bloody inserts are popping out like daisies?

Also [X]Revenge. Go get'em Rufus.

Kekre said:
In any case, since we're now supposed to be murderhobos, I vote we kidnap some goblins and create master gremlins asap. We need them.

Muhehe said:
Not anymore that we need an hospital for Amelia, remember her condition?

LadyPanda said:
I'd advise against that. Things are gonna get rather... Heated... Over there.

TheGrammarian said:
"Heated". Heat, fire... Aw hell, the red hive is at Saint Mungos isn't it? What is it with wizards building critical infrastructure above deadly artifacts ?!

TheGrammarian said:
Oh god, what now...

LadyPanda said:
See? You're finally getting in character!

Title may have been misleading a bit, but in my defense, the Fudges need to be stopped. Also, see, you own situation isn't bad ! In comparison.

LordPenguin · Sep 13, 2018

Blue Moon

Now entering Dangerous zone. Danger level : 88. Very dangerous. The Jack of Clubs' hunting ground.
Creature type : 4 : Balverine x 8.
Hazard dices : 8
The streets were empty enough, the girl decided, biting her lip in worry, walking hesitantly in the shadows. She held the strap of her bag tighter when the cold night wind hit her. In the distance, she could hear people screaming, animalistic roars and howls, accompanied by the sound of gunfire and glass breaking. It would be easy for her to locate the fight and join whatever resistance force was here. She was alone here...
That particular street had been relatively spared from the destruction, oddly enough.
Perception check : Required 35 : Pass.
Odd was a good term, she decided. They never left anything intact behind them. Most likely, they were still there, somewhere, waiting for her to trip and eat her or worse-
Willpower check : Required 35 : Pass. +5 Stress.
She leaned against the wall and took deep, measured breaths. Panicking won't help. Panicking only lead people to do stupid things, like running towards the monsters, or trampling fallen people on the streets. Panicking made you easy pickings.
Enemy furtivity roll : 39 + 50 (Stealth) = 89 Success. Stealth attack! -5 HP (15/20)
Resistance roll : 97 : Resisted Moonlit Madness infection.
It was probably because she was busy calming herself down that she didn't notice the creature until it was on the ground in front of her.
It had a hunched body, covered in dark fur, had wicked looking claws, a maw full of teeth and glowing yellow eyes. It howled and swiped in front of it with its hand, and she couldn't help but scream as it clipped her arm. The creature suddenly jumped up, disappearing, but she could see its form illuminated by the stars over the rooftops, moving around and panting.
Empathy check: 40 , 50 : Partial success.
It wanted... It wanted to hunt her down. It could have killed her right here and now, but it didn't.
Laeticia wanted to scream.
Willpower Check : 40 : Pass, ??? Activated , +5 Stress.
But she couldn't. She began running, the noises of the beast all around her, informing her it wasn't alone. She needed to get away from the buildings, those things disliked open zones.
Hazard roll : 86 : She trips.
Agility check : 30 : Failure
Endurance check : 20 : Pass.
Time lost : 1
A loose stone on the pavement rolled away as she ran on it, causing her to trip and fall onto her side. She ignored it and immediately got out/
Her eyes scanned the place, and in the end, she decided to go over the bridge. It was covered in cars that crashed against eachother
Hazard roll: 9.
However, it seemed the beasts weren't the thing she had to worry about the most, as when she as running, a tremor in the ground made the structure's main pillar fall sideways, causing the rest of it to follow it in the churning waters of the Loire. With Laeticia on it.
This time, Laeticia screamed for real, as she held onto her bag with her good arm.
Agility check: 40 : Failure
Strength Check: 40 : Failure
Endurance check: 30 : Pass
-10 HP (5/20)
Resistance roll : 39 : wound infected.
However, having never been seriously hurt before, she underestimated how much having broken glass spear itself through her already injured arm would hurt, and she couldn't help but open her mouth under the water, losing her grip over her bag, that floated up.
Hazard roll : 6.
Agility check: 40 : Failure
Strength Check: 40 : Failure
Endurance check: 40 : Failure
-5 HP (0/20) Weakened state activated.
Resistance roll : 16 : Necrosis settles in.
The bag's strap, however, was well fastened, and while it moved, it was to better settle around her neck, which while it had the advantage to bring her closer to the surface, meant that it also strangled her as it caught onto some rock. She was nearing unconsciousness, her vision spotty, the sound of water roaring against her ears as her arms and limbs flailed uselessly along the currents.
Willpower Check: 30 : Pass
The pain started to disappear as she could see less and less, and it would be so easy to ignore the sensation her head was going to explode...
Willpower Check: 40 : Pass
But somehow, something called to her.
Willpower Check: 50 : Pass. ??? Activated. +1 HP, Weakened state lifted.
This wouldn't end here, this she knew. It was a certainty, even, no matter how grim this situation was, no matter how much it hurt to even think.
She.
Would.
Not.
Die.
Here.
Intervention roll : 95
Perhaps it was luck, or it was because they sought her out, the her from a few hours later would wonder, but someone saved her at that moment.
She felt the back of her green dress be caught in someone's grip and she was pulled out. Her body was limp and she couldn't breathe, however, water forced itself out of her without her input, allowing her to take a deep breath. The sound of cloth tearing up and the increased stinging caused her to turn her head, and she saw that the shadowed figure of her savior had just ripped her sleeved away.

"Aw, damn, this ain't good at all." Her savior was also male, according to his voice, though, she didn't understand a word of what he said. It sounded like what she thought English did, a bit, but the accent was different from what she was taught. The man got something out of this pocket and after blinking a bit, she managed to get a good look at him. He had messy light hair, though, too dark to be blond, but in the obscurity, she didn't really know what color it was. He had square glasses and a big vest that looked like was made of leather, with an American flag seemingly embroidered on it. Then, the stinging sensation disappeared completely and she looked down.
??? used Soothing balm. Healing roll : 84 + 70 (Restoration) = 154 : Wound healed, Infection and Necrosis cured.

Her arm was healed. In fact, if it weren't for the missing sleeve and blood, she wouldn't have thought she'd ever been wounded here at all.

The man waved his hands in front of her face and spoke again.

"Hey, I won't ask if you're alright, but we need to move."

She didn't understand it, but she recognized the urgency in his voice, which is why she let him pick her up and put her into what she recognized to be a fireman's carry. He then began to run very fast, and she noticed how cold it was, even for summer.

Hazard roll : 5 He is here.

They didn't go very far, only to a strange wooden contraption, vaguely looking like a carriage, when he suddenly threw her in, closed the door, and with a fluid movement, turned around as sparks began to fly.

Her savior was fighting against someone, who was wearing dark armor with masks over the chest, a green cloak, and a sewed, purple, white and green mask. The attacker stepped back to avoid a hit and she heard a voice, possibly coming from them, but again, it didn't sound like a human voice.

"Hoh? I should have known I would meet you here, traitor."

And of course, it seemed she wouldn't understand any of that either. The glass in front of her cracked and she ducked, her back to the wooden wall.

"Should be saying the same to you, Lancelot!"

The sound of metal hitting metal became louder and louder, until after a particularly shrill sound of metal being torn apart, she couldn't hear anything, save for the heavy sound of someone's steps in her direction. Then the door opened and revealed the man that led her here, with cuts over his arms and one bleeding over his eyebrow, his glasses nowhere to be seen.

Hazard roll : 9

Checked passed by ally.

His eyes widened and he lunged to the ground, one of his arms grabbing hers, making her touch an odd medal and she felt as if something hooked her navel and was dragging her. Then, came a kaleidoscope of colors all around her and she fell herself fly, until she landed face first on the ground. She laid there, exhausted and unwilling to move.

Now entering zafe zone, hazard rolls deactivated. 3 Remaining.

A hand, smaller than that of the man, gently turned her around, and a figure, wearing a velvety blue hooded robe and with a blank, metallic mask over their face, gently lifted her up after putting her arms under her shoulders and knees.

"Can you understand me? I admit my French isn't the best."

Laeticia nodded silently, secretly glad the woman spoke her language.

"Good. I think we both agree explanations can wait after a bath and good night's sleep?"

She nodded again, and she was carried to a room, simple, with a bed, a table, two chairs, and a pile of clothes. The woman laid her on the bed, before Laeticia felt as if she was examined.

"Hm. The bath will wait, you need sleep." she raised a thin stick and suddenly, the girl was dry, and so were her clothes. " The clothes on the table should fit you, and when you want to sleep, drink from the vial. It will keep the nightmares away. Do you want somebody to stay with you? Perhaps an animal? Cat? Dog?" Laeticia's eyes filled with tears. " Alright, no dog. Wait for a bit, I will get you a kitten and something to eat." The woman walked out of the room, leaving the girl alone.

Strangling the sob before it could go up her throat, she sat up on the bed and hugged her knees, her mother's citrine necklace a comforting weight under her clothes. She didn't want to be there. She wanted to be home, with her father and her mother, where she could climb into their bed and ask them to keep the nightmares away.

A flash, a memory from the cellar came briefly to her mind and she felt her eyes burn.

[X] Face it. Denial will only make it hurt more.

She.. She would never come back home.

Not when there was no home for her to come back to.

Huh. Bipolar dice strikes again.

Just so you know, the rolls were genuine. I've put all of them who aren't too spoilery, to give you an idea. just know there are more in the background.

So, yeah. Hard mode. Where each time you go to a zone deemed dangerous, I get to roll for how many times I can mess with the PC. Also, the hazard rolls don't get lost once you enter a safe zone, I just piggy bank them, and once they reach ten...

I was fairly sure Green Jack or the balverines would get her, but superior bullshit was at work and so she lived.

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