TomoFlake (Original Tokusatsu-Adjacent Quest)
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The latter. But, well.
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Some bag, mostly lizards
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Oooo, another quest with the 'relentlessly hyperqueer' tag. Interest definitely sparked.
Or supernaturals.
[X] Someone from the girls' swim team, hoping to scout you out.
Huh, we've ended up in a club full of protagonists. Interesting.
Or supernaturals.
[X] Someone from the girls' swim team, hoping to scout you out.
Let's Meet Our Eligible? Bachelorettes
TOROI MEI
It's you! You're 148cm, black hair, red-brown eyes, and were a terror in your high school judo club, helping anchor your team in your second year to get your school to nationals. You see yourself as a hired servant to Kaneko Ichigo, your friend since elementary school. You've recently signed up for the university's judo tryouts. Your strongest stat is RAPPORT, the ability to charm, be kind, be brave, and swear oaths. You're terrified of what the Kaneko Matriarch might do to you if you don't fulfill her plans. You spell your name in one of the more common ways, "Bird,chasing" and "Sprout,reliable".
KANEKO ICHIGO
Your childhood friend. 175 cm. He dyes his naturally blonde hair black. The other terror of your high school's judo club while he was on it. Lately, he seems more and more distant from you. Recently stopped dying his hair. Heals unnaturally quickly. Tends to sign his name "Gold Child" "First Child".
SAKAKI HANABI
Yes, she really spells it "god-tree fireworks". You wish you were surprised. At 180 cm and very athletic, it's hardly surprising that she's become the captain of the university's judo club. That fire-engine red hair can't be natural... Can it? She and Yagami are on a given name basis with each other. Seems energetic, but... Can read Yagami so hard that she sent you to Yagami and trolled her in equal measure.
YAGAMI MAO
A somewhat skilled judoka in the university's judo team and vice-captain. Has a slight mean streak. Hair has a slight green streak. Boisterous and kind of fun to be around-- at least, if she's not trying to injure you. She and Sakaki are on a given name basis with each other. Can read Sakaki so hard that she could send you to talk to her and KNOW that she would Get Got. On most of her legal documents, spells it "Eight-gods" "dance-cherry blossom". When she's signing things, tends to spell it "Night-god" "demon-center", because of course she does.
RAIMOTO HARU
A fellow first-year college student, in the archery club. She is striking, with blue eyes and black hair. Might be more of a nadeshiko than you. Definitely knows an awful lot about archery. Turns out, she's been done wrong somehow by the Shirogane Nezuka Group, and set out on a campaign of revenge that started with offing the heir apparent, Ichigo. That didn't go too hot. Spells her name "Lightning From Clear Skies".
IWAI KANNA
A delinquent librarian who you are certain spells her name "cliff-borne bookmarks." Rescued you from the University Understacks after you got lost down there. Knew your parents, but doesn't look a day over 25. Seems to have realized something about you that you don't know about.
KISARAGI REI
A pink-haired delinquent with a lot of kawaii-punk trinkets on her person. Can apparently change her appearance and loadout by calling on the power of these trinkets. Somewhat closemouthed, as to be expected of a GM. Spells her family name typically, but you get the feeling the "Rei" part is important somehow.
YUMENO SAKURA
A tall, slim woman who's a first-year medicine major. Taller even than Hanabi, just absolutely huge, but also much lankier. Has a security push-broom? Wants to learn judo to stop relying on said push-broom, and given what you've seen her do with it, you kind of don't blame her. Has a serious history with the local underworld-- as in, you know, the land of the dead.
ASAMIYA YUKI
A former miko who has a strange pendant and a few other charms hanging around. A talented herbalist. Claims to still be able to banish demons. Like Kisaragi, she knows how to ride a motorbike, and it's on this common ground they occasionally meet. There's some tension between her and Kisaragi, even more than the usual undercurrent for this group.
MORISAWA RIN
A blue-haired girl who seems to be a fan of Tenshi Momo, an idol singer. A little nervous in general. Definitely wants to be your friend and/or learn judo from you.
more to come as we meet them and learn more about them.
It's you! You're 148cm, black hair, red-brown eyes, and were a terror in your high school judo club, helping anchor your team in your second year to get your school to nationals. You see yourself as a hired servant to Kaneko Ichigo, your friend since elementary school. You've recently signed up for the university's judo tryouts. Your strongest stat is RAPPORT, the ability to charm, be kind, be brave, and swear oaths. You're terrified of what the Kaneko Matriarch might do to you if you don't fulfill her plans. You spell your name in one of the more common ways, "Bird,chasing" and "Sprout,reliable".
KANEKO ICHIGO
Your childhood friend. 175 cm. He dyes his naturally blonde hair black. The other terror of your high school's judo club while he was on it. Lately, he seems more and more distant from you. Recently stopped dying his hair. Heals unnaturally quickly. Tends to sign his name "Gold Child" "First Child".
SAKAKI HANABI
Yes, she really spells it "god-tree fireworks". You wish you were surprised. At 180 cm and very athletic, it's hardly surprising that she's become the captain of the university's judo club. That fire-engine red hair can't be natural... Can it? She and Yagami are on a given name basis with each other. Seems energetic, but... Can read Yagami so hard that she sent you to Yagami and trolled her in equal measure.
YAGAMI MAO
A somewhat skilled judoka in the university's judo team and vice-captain. Has a slight mean streak. Hair has a slight green streak. Boisterous and kind of fun to be around-- at least, if she's not trying to injure you. She and Sakaki are on a given name basis with each other. Can read Sakaki so hard that she could send you to talk to her and KNOW that she would Get Got. On most of her legal documents, spells it "Eight-gods" "dance-cherry blossom". When she's signing things, tends to spell it "Night-god" "demon-center", because of course she does.
RAIMOTO HARU
A fellow first-year college student, in the archery club. She is striking, with blue eyes and black hair. Might be more of a nadeshiko than you. Definitely knows an awful lot about archery. Turns out, she's been done wrong somehow by the Shirogane Nezuka Group, and set out on a campaign of revenge that started with offing the heir apparent, Ichigo. That didn't go too hot. Spells her name "Lightning From Clear Skies".
IWAI KANNA
A delinquent librarian who you are certain spells her name "cliff-borne bookmarks." Rescued you from the University Understacks after you got lost down there. Knew your parents, but doesn't look a day over 25. Seems to have realized something about you that you don't know about.
KISARAGI REI
A pink-haired delinquent with a lot of kawaii-punk trinkets on her person. Can apparently change her appearance and loadout by calling on the power of these trinkets. Somewhat closemouthed, as to be expected of a GM. Spells her family name typically, but you get the feeling the "Rei" part is important somehow.
YUMENO SAKURA
A tall, slim woman who's a first-year medicine major. Taller even than Hanabi, just absolutely huge, but also much lankier. Has a security push-broom? Wants to learn judo to stop relying on said push-broom, and given what you've seen her do with it, you kind of don't blame her. Has a serious history with the local underworld-- as in, you know, the land of the dead.
ASAMIYA YUKI
A former miko who has a strange pendant and a few other charms hanging around. A talented herbalist. Claims to still be able to banish demons. Like Kisaragi, she knows how to ride a motorbike, and it's on this common ground they occasionally meet. There's some tension between her and Kisaragi, even more than the usual undercurrent for this group.
MORISAWA RIN
A blue-haired girl who seems to be a fan of Tenshi Momo, an idol singer. A little nervous in general. Definitely wants to be your friend and/or learn judo from you.
more to come as we meet them and learn more about them.
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Fluffy_serpent
a snake pretending to be human
[X] Someone from the girls' archery team, hoping to scout you out.
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Are uh…. I mean, do we win? :/
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Well, they rolled the same number twice on both rolls, so just divide by two? Unless it's a reverse system where the lower numver is stronger we should win?
Vote closed
Talia B
Designer for the Other Worlds Tourism Bureau
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So... do we get to reroll that 9?
1.3.1-- The Arrow Princess
Rumors you and Ichigo were dating, or even already married, had already filtered into your ears from others. When you laughed it off, their knowing smirks made your stomach turn and your cheeks burn with embarrassment. You hated what his parents ordered, but their purse strings, their rules.
That was all that was worth noting on Friday. But today was Saturday, and today was also the day to leave out burnables. So here you were, hauling trash bags for two in latex gloves and a mask. You weren't really so delicate to disease, but it was honestly the last thing you wanted to deal with right then, at the end of the first week.
Someone waved at you from below. You paused, and looked down.
You hadn't made friends with anyone with normal hair.
A moment later, you made your way down to her.
She was taller than you, but not by much. Her black hair was so dark it had blue highlights, and her eyes were a foreigner's deep blue. The effect, while wearing an archery haori, was striking.
You retained your composure, but only just, throwing the trash into the collection area, and only then nodding.
"Good morning," she said, carefully bowing.
Behind her you saw a flash of light, and something in you screamed. You were following nothing but pure instinct when you pulled her towards the wall, just in time to see a blazing streak of light, then another, pass by where your heads just were.
This was, you remember thinking at the time, not an ideal situation. You were pressed against each other, at the outside wall of your apartment. You distinctly remember wondering why you were struggling to maintain your composure.
Even less ideal was the fact that you had just tackled yourself into concrete, even if she'd cradled your head to keep from giving yourself a concussion with the impact.
Even less ideal than that was that you had just been handling trash not five seconds ago.
You quickly escaped. "Are you all right?"
… You remember being irritated that she wasn't even looking at you. Her mouth opened and closed like a fish. Well, honestly, that's… Probably for the best. "Let's head up to my apartment, I'll help you get cleaned up," you continued.
Suddenly, she returned her look to you. "Ah-- I-- Of course. Yes, I'm. I'm all right. Uh-- Uh, thank you."
You nod and start leading the way up the steps.
"-- Oh! Uh-- It's. It's Raimoto. Raimoto Haru." You look back and see her looking away from you again.
Weird girl.
A little later, you took off your gloves and haircloth, and washed your hands, and made sure your new guest had some water.
She was entirely silent during all this, sitting in the most proper position she could, apparently listening to the sounds of your work.
Just to break the silence, you said, "Um… I have a shower if you want to clean up."
"Wh-- Oh! Oh, yes, of course. I, uh, please allow me to go do that--"
You pinched the bridge of your nose. Oh good god, what now? And yet, despite the level of shenanigans going on, you couldn't help but smile.
Before any water started, she slid open the bathroom door again, thankfully still fully clothed. "Oh! Oh, right, I, uh, I was supposed to take you to breakfast, is that OK?"
You blinked, but after a moment, you supposed there was nothing wrong with that. You didn't have any club activities until later and had no classes today. "OK?"
[By making a surprising connection to Raimoto Haru, you have avoided a serious obstacle in your quest to join the Judo Club. You mark progress.]
Breakfast was, apparently, in an outdoor cafe, with carefully spaced tables, but she was sitting across from you. You wondered, then as now, what was with the strange atmosphere.
You took a tea, while Raimoto took a coffee. The fact that you wrote down how carefully and primly she stirred a hefty bit of cream and two sugars into it feels indicative of the whole session. Even if you hadn't written it down, the feeling of it would be etched upon you.
Raimoto ordered an omelette, and you had something a bit more traditional-- something you might have had for dinner last night.
"So you wear the haori everywhere?" you asked.
"Ah… No, I was." She looked into her coffee for a moment. "I was going to ask you to join us for a session at the archery club."
You paused. You supposed at the time that the archery club must have heard of your attempt to join back in high school, or maybe even further back, your work in middle school. Fate, and Ichigo's parents, intervened. It didn't help that you were ill-practiced when it came to throwing or aiming anything smaller than a full human being. "Oh, that's surprising. I'm… More than a little out of practice. It's been three years since I last picked up a bow…"
Raimoto nods. "You've tried your hand at many things. And that's one reason why we sought you out."
"Mm. Well, I can't make guarantees. Although you're right, it would help me get some cross-training in…"
"You are committed to judo, then?"
"Well… It's not that I'm committed, so much as I--" You're not sure how to put this. "I see judo as a means to an end, rather than an end in itself."
"Ah, you want self-protection." Raimoto nodded. "Well, that's admirable of you, at least. May I at least ask you to come by the club on Monday?"
"-- let me check my calendar first." You pause and pull out an old-fashioned date book, which makes Raimoto look on with even more interest. "-- Is 1500 all right?"
"Yes, that should do nicely!" That was a lot brighter than you thought you'd hear from Raimoto.
[Raimoto has asked something of you, as part of a weak hit on a "Forge a Bond" roll. If you follow through, and meet her in the Archery Club on Monday afternoon, you will add one tick to your Bonds track.]
#
It was later that day that you learned there might have been more to it. You were in the Judo Club, again, working with the other freshmen to prove you've got what it takes both to help others practice and also that you're a cut above the others, necessarily.
Out of the freshmen so far, you were definitely fulfilling the latter requirement. You take on juniors and seniors with more ostensible experience easily.
The problem comes when you're paired up with Yagami again. Something in you feels… Off.
Maybe it was the fact that Yagami had been trying to injure others trying out again.
Maybe it was just that you were getting tired of having to fight well above your weight class, again and again and again.
Or maybe, it was that something in you, and something in Yagami, were the same, and neither of you liked it. You didn't put it down, and your emotion was running so high at the time that you don't well remember.
Yagami's eyes narrowed, and then she grinned. "Oho?"
All you knew, at that moment, was that you wanted to tear Yagami apart.
The feeling, apparently, was mutual, and over the next several falls, the two of you hit the mats harder and louder than most of the rest of the club combined. As soon as you fell, you were back up. As soon as Yagami fell, it felt like--
It felt like two caged animals. And gods and spirits, if you didn't love every second of it.
You paid for it, dearly, however. When Sakaki spared a moment for the two of you, she called an immediate halt to your sparring. "I can't believe this. Both of you! Yagami, I know you have problems registering pain sometimes, but you, Torioi?"
You paused and finally took a look at Yagami. You saw the bruises forming in her arms and body, places where you'd struck with more weight than strictly needed. It didn't look too serious, but this incident definitely spoke ill of your ability to spar with others safely. You bite back a curse, partly because of that, but partly just out of concern for Yagami.
You knew it could be dangerous, but you didn't think you'd done that much. Growing soreness told you that your injuries might be just as bad.
Yagami, of course, just laughed it off. "Aww, we were just getting to the good part," she said.
"Infirmary, both of you. If either one of you is seriously injured, you're both out of the club."
[You take 1 Stress and 1 Harm on your miss to Secure an Advantage. You do not Mark Progress on your Vow to Join the Judo Club. You lose 1 Momentum due to missing on Endure Stress as a result. The clock is ticking...]
Next update to come. In the meantime:
Please roll:
-- +Rapport, to Forge a Bond with Yagami-senpai.
-- +Thoughtful, to Not Quite Camp.
That was all that was worth noting on Friday. But today was Saturday, and today was also the day to leave out burnables. So here you were, hauling trash bags for two in latex gloves and a mask. You weren't really so delicate to disease, but it was honestly the last thing you wanted to deal with right then, at the end of the first week.
Someone waved at you from below. You paused, and looked down.
You hadn't made friends with anyone with normal hair.
A moment later, you made your way down to her.
She was taller than you, but not by much. Her black hair was so dark it had blue highlights, and her eyes were a foreigner's deep blue. The effect, while wearing an archery haori, was striking.
You retained your composure, but only just, throwing the trash into the collection area, and only then nodding.
"Good morning," she said, carefully bowing.
Behind her you saw a flash of light, and something in you screamed. You were following nothing but pure instinct when you pulled her towards the wall, just in time to see a blazing streak of light, then another, pass by where your heads just were.
This was, you remember thinking at the time, not an ideal situation. You were pressed against each other, at the outside wall of your apartment. You distinctly remember wondering why you were struggling to maintain your composure.
Even less ideal was the fact that you had just tackled yourself into concrete, even if she'd cradled your head to keep from giving yourself a concussion with the impact.
Even less ideal than that was that you had just been handling trash not five seconds ago.
You quickly escaped. "Are you all right?"
… You remember being irritated that she wasn't even looking at you. Her mouth opened and closed like a fish. Well, honestly, that's… Probably for the best. "Let's head up to my apartment, I'll help you get cleaned up," you continued.
Suddenly, she returned her look to you. "Ah-- I-- Of course. Yes, I'm. I'm all right. Uh-- Uh, thank you."
You nod and start leading the way up the steps.
"-- Oh! Uh-- It's. It's Raimoto. Raimoto Haru." You look back and see her looking away from you again.
Weird girl.
A little later, you took off your gloves and haircloth, and washed your hands, and made sure your new guest had some water.
She was entirely silent during all this, sitting in the most proper position she could, apparently listening to the sounds of your work.
Just to break the silence, you said, "Um… I have a shower if you want to clean up."
"Wh-- Oh! Oh, yes, of course. I, uh, please allow me to go do that--"
You pinched the bridge of your nose. Oh good god, what now? And yet, despite the level of shenanigans going on, you couldn't help but smile.
Before any water started, she slid open the bathroom door again, thankfully still fully clothed. "Oh! Oh, right, I, uh, I was supposed to take you to breakfast, is that OK?"
You blinked, but after a moment, you supposed there was nothing wrong with that. You didn't have any club activities until later and had no classes today. "OK?"
[By making a surprising connection to Raimoto Haru, you have avoided a serious obstacle in your quest to join the Judo Club. You mark progress.]
Breakfast was, apparently, in an outdoor cafe, with carefully spaced tables, but she was sitting across from you. You wondered, then as now, what was with the strange atmosphere.
You took a tea, while Raimoto took a coffee. The fact that you wrote down how carefully and primly she stirred a hefty bit of cream and two sugars into it feels indicative of the whole session. Even if you hadn't written it down, the feeling of it would be etched upon you.
Raimoto ordered an omelette, and you had something a bit more traditional-- something you might have had for dinner last night.
"So you wear the haori everywhere?" you asked.
"Ah… No, I was." She looked into her coffee for a moment. "I was going to ask you to join us for a session at the archery club."
You paused. You supposed at the time that the archery club must have heard of your attempt to join back in high school, or maybe even further back, your work in middle school. Fate, and Ichigo's parents, intervened. It didn't help that you were ill-practiced when it came to throwing or aiming anything smaller than a full human being. "Oh, that's surprising. I'm… More than a little out of practice. It's been three years since I last picked up a bow…"
Raimoto nods. "You've tried your hand at many things. And that's one reason why we sought you out."
"Mm. Well, I can't make guarantees. Although you're right, it would help me get some cross-training in…"
"You are committed to judo, then?"
"Well… It's not that I'm committed, so much as I--" You're not sure how to put this. "I see judo as a means to an end, rather than an end in itself."
"Ah, you want self-protection." Raimoto nodded. "Well, that's admirable of you, at least. May I at least ask you to come by the club on Monday?"
"-- let me check my calendar first." You pause and pull out an old-fashioned date book, which makes Raimoto look on with even more interest. "-- Is 1500 all right?"
"Yes, that should do nicely!" That was a lot brighter than you thought you'd hear from Raimoto.
[Raimoto has asked something of you, as part of a weak hit on a "Forge a Bond" roll. If you follow through, and meet her in the Archery Club on Monday afternoon, you will add one tick to your Bonds track.]
#
It was later that day that you learned there might have been more to it. You were in the Judo Club, again, working with the other freshmen to prove you've got what it takes both to help others practice and also that you're a cut above the others, necessarily.
Out of the freshmen so far, you were definitely fulfilling the latter requirement. You take on juniors and seniors with more ostensible experience easily.
The problem comes when you're paired up with Yagami again. Something in you feels… Off.
Maybe it was the fact that Yagami had been trying to injure others trying out again.
Maybe it was just that you were getting tired of having to fight well above your weight class, again and again and again.
Or maybe, it was that something in you, and something in Yagami, were the same, and neither of you liked it. You didn't put it down, and your emotion was running so high at the time that you don't well remember.
Yagami's eyes narrowed, and then she grinned. "Oho?"
All you knew, at that moment, was that you wanted to tear Yagami apart.
The feeling, apparently, was mutual, and over the next several falls, the two of you hit the mats harder and louder than most of the rest of the club combined. As soon as you fell, you were back up. As soon as Yagami fell, it felt like--
It felt like two caged animals. And gods and spirits, if you didn't love every second of it.
You paid for it, dearly, however. When Sakaki spared a moment for the two of you, she called an immediate halt to your sparring. "I can't believe this. Both of you! Yagami, I know you have problems registering pain sometimes, but you, Torioi?"
You paused and finally took a look at Yagami. You saw the bruises forming in her arms and body, places where you'd struck with more weight than strictly needed. It didn't look too serious, but this incident definitely spoke ill of your ability to spar with others safely. You bite back a curse, partly because of that, but partly just out of concern for Yagami.
You knew it could be dangerous, but you didn't think you'd done that much. Growing soreness told you that your injuries might be just as bad.
Yagami, of course, just laughed it off. "Aww, we were just getting to the good part," she said.
"Infirmary, both of you. If either one of you is seriously injured, you're both out of the club."
[You take 1 Stress and 1 Harm on your miss to Secure an Advantage. You do not Mark Progress on your Vow to Join the Judo Club. You lose 1 Momentum due to missing on Endure Stress as a result. The clock is ticking...]
Next update to come. In the meantime:
Please roll:
-- +Rapport, to Forge a Bond with Yagami-senpai.
-- +Thoughtful, to Not Quite Camp.
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How many am I supposed to Roll? I mean I read the info page but it's four in the morning and I've only just finished putting on a pot off coffee to brew. Also it's mostly a complex explanation of how rolls play out into being a success or fail but really It should just specify how many dice to roll and you add the bonuses and such with our trust? I need caffeine.
To roll:
1d6+<stat>
vs
2d10
Yes, that means two rolls. This be how it go.