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WANNBE OVERLORD - A hazbin hotel quest

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Randino Treviani said:
Cassian does engage in petty to grand larceny at least in my headcanon. I'm sure the next phase of creation will give us a chance to further flesh out our MC's sins.
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We may not need it, canonically most pople go to hell... And whereas there is people like Alastor who was a serial killer when he was alive had definitively earned a spot in hell, most of the sinners seems to be poor bastards that were victims of the system...

For example Emberlynn Pinkle was send to hell apparently for being a monsterfucker and a shitty wattapad witer... Which is cringe AF, but not enough to earn eternal damnation IMO...
[X] - yes use ai
 
Ninjaben said:
I feel like the might depend on how we go about things. if we try to take something from someone we might be able to learn more faster. though it is pretty risky.
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I will say that there is a very special character you can learn hexs and curses from; Someone that isn't from either Hazbin nor Helluva.

yes characters from other shows, movies, and media will show up but very rarely.
 
ebolasos said:
SV has always had the trend towards that, nerdy people equals nerdy MC to be picked.
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I don't know. I mean the other quest did have a literal polar opposite of a brainy character as the runner up by only 5 votes short in a 87 vote total. I can also remember this fate/D×D crossover quest where we were more crazy magic enthusiast Eldritch abomination than actually brainy. sort of grand hammy philosopher scientist. was wacky good fun.
morethanone said:
No, but good guess. Last hint is that they're a horror character. A character that loves nails.
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Chapter two - Rebirth (Turn 1 - Month 1)
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    • [X] Plan: The Nerd Who Would Be King
    -[X] Jackson
    -[X] Mcgill
    -[X] Nickname: Poindexter to his friends, "NERD!!!" to his enemies.
    -[X] - male
    -[X] A bespectacled teenager. 5,6 feet tall, pale skin, mildly pudgy, brown hair green eyes and usually carrying or wearing something fantasy or sci-fi related. Not exactly ugly but puberty hit them hard with the zits and never really stopped.
    -[X] - very young: 18-25
    -[X] - it was someone else's fault
    --[X] - Local jock/bullies prank gone horribly wrong.
    -[X]- they couldn't control themselves (Gluttony)
    -[X]- they were happy for others' success (kindness)
    -[X]- they were a hard worker (Diligence)
    -[X] - rough; their family lived paycheck to pay check, but they had each other
    -[X]- A Bookworm: They loved to read and study about a multitude of different topics leading to them getting all A in their school, expect for gym class. (+10 for learning and - 10 for martial)
    -[X]- The Weird Kid: they were obsessed with the supernatural and unknown, leaving you with little friends to hang out with. ( +10 to occult and -10 to diplomacy)
    -[X] - knowledge
    -[X]- comfort

    One month, One long month since you've fallen from that great big red sky up above down to this shit stain of a city. Sure you've survived, hell you've even found an apartment to live in and everything, but everyday was the same torturous cycle, over and over again.

    You would wake up with a splitting headache thanks to your lovely apartment neighbors next door as they loudly and furiously pounding the shit out of each other and screaming out their love. After that, you would shuffle half dead out of your mattress, which was as soft as steel beams and smelled like fermented horse urine, to your mold ridden closet of a bathroom and try to look half way presentable while using nothing other than water from a chipped and broke sink that was always either boiling hot or so cold it froze your fingers numb. After that you would just stare . . . Stare at the thing in the mirror that was now your face, your new face. After falling down, you realized that not only were you now stuck in a nightmare but you were changed into one too. You didn't know when you'll get use to your new self, or if you ever will, but it sure as hell wasn't today.

    What do you now look like? Are you just a slightly modified and recolored human like Alastor, Carmilla, and Charile, or are you more monster than man?

    [Write in] - what do you look like now as a sinner? Do you have too many or too few eyes? Wing? Claws? Tails? How tall or short are you? Be as descriptive as possible and please keep in mind both Jackson's stats and him as a person when creating his monstrous appearance.

    Dressing in one out of the dozens of dirty and yellowed wife-beater and grey sweat pants you owned, which sadly was the only wear you had at all, with it all being topped by a greasy hat with the lettering "SHIT SHACK" truely bring your dignified look all togeather.

    Yes, you somehow manged to get a job so soon after falling, you can't figure out if it was some corrupt form of providence from up above or a twist joke from the devil down here. The place was called the SHIT SHACK ᵀᴹ , yes with TM included. It was shady back alley room that was extended out with rusty sheet metal and rotting plywood into a "restaurant" and You hated it. Sure, The job paid surprisingly well when you only really stood over a fryer and dumped god-knows-what into boiling oil to serve; But the cost of rent for your joke of an apartment and food, packs of stale ramen packets with no seasoning . . . come on man, left you with a collective income of zero. You tried to haggle for a better pay from your boss, One Mr Gumlips, but it didn't go so well.

    "Look kid"

    Gumlips gruffly mumbled through a burning fat cigar still in his mouth as he puffed out a rings of inky black smoke. The "man" was shuffling various papers and documents clumsy through his hooves while sitting by his plastic fold out table that acted as his desk. His "office" must have been some sort of restroom not too long ago as tiles lined every inch of the place floor to ceiling. Your eyes wandered back to the pig man as he leaned against his uncomfortable looking wooden chair and continued

    "I can't give you any more if you don't get me some more"

    His comically large and bushy eyebrows shot up and down as his eyes motioned downward to his crusty old chinos.

    "But if you won't, THEN GET OUT!"

    Then you would end your day sitting down infront of your TV surrounded by too many bottles to count as you drank the memories of the day away before heading to bed . . . What the hell are you doing?

    You're living in a shit-covered, rat-infested apartment, working a dead end job, and drinking mud water for beer alone . . . All alone. You were alone like always, like when you were living.

    Your life up above wasn't what many would called ideal. You, your parents, and brother were crammed into a run down apartment, not so unlike what you have now. You were all close to one another, but you had always known you were second in your parents' love; Your brother was the true apple of their eyes. He was the star quarterback, he was dating the pretty girl in school and could get any girl he wanted, he was prom king, he was the most popular, he had friends, he was loved, he had everything.

    You had nothing. You were nothing: You were the loser who hid in the library stuffing his fat face with candy instead of talking to others, you were the kid with no friends to hang with, you were fatty who couldn't run a single mile without passing out, you were the guy people only talked to when they needed to pass a chemistry test, you were the guy who spent more time mixing chemicals than actually spending time with your father who would rather watch football than acknowledge his other son, you were the kid who cried alone at night begging to have someone to care for you, talk to you, love you, but no . . . You had nothing because you were nothing.

    Your mind further receded to the darkest memory you had back when you were still living: The day you died. There were these three friends who always loved to torment you when ever the could. It started small: Name calling, Shoving, sticking gum in your hair, throwing trash at you, throwing you in the trash, stealing money from you, kicking you into dirty puddles, so on and so on. You never fought back, you couldn't fight back. You stood there taking it all silently hopi- no praying that someone, anyone would help, But they never did.

    This escalation would keep rising and rising till the last week of school, . During that day you were spending your lunch peacefully in the chemistry lab, Mixing different elements and compounds for the fun of it. You had gotten up to leave for a quick leak, during that time is when you guess the three executed their last grand act against you.

    When you returned you immediately heard something burning. Looking around you saw a large, red, paper capsule placed in the middle of your chemistry set; The wick attached to it set ablaze nearly reaching the body . . . A firecracker.

    Before you could react, the small bomb went off. The blast nor the heat, hell not even the glass shards, was the part of the explosion that would kill you, no it was the now boiling chemicals that clung to your face and hands.

    You tried to call for help, God how you tried, but your mind went into complete shock as you felt every last inch of muscle and skin on your head melt into your dripping hands as you covered your eyes. The only thing you could do was scream, run and scream. You didn't know where you went or who was near you because your own eye lids was dripping down into your sockets. The only thing you could beside your own pained wailing was those from others. You could only image: Seeing you stumble and run as you yelled a gurgling cry for help as your throat quickly filled with liquifing flesh. Then you tripped. It must have been some set of stairs because you vaguely remember the sensation of rough edges cutting and hitting you as you fell, till you heard some crack. Your body went limp, then numb, then cold as you slipped into nothing.

    And now here you were . . . Nothing changed. You were still that lonely, desperate, failure with nothing to be proud of and no one to remember you. They were right, you were a loser, a nobody, nothing and you always would be.

    . . .

    no, no, no, No, NO,

    "NO!!!"

    You screamed as you threw an emptied bottle at your TV, smashing the screen and sending sparks flying.

    No, you wouldn't live like this. You wouldn't live like some rat hiding away to just end up dead in some alley. No, no God damn it. You would be something. You would be greater: Greater than your living self, greater than your brother, greater than your bullies, greater than anyone has ever been. You would be loved, respected, rich, you would be

    An Overlord.

    (Time to start the actual quest finally. Sorry for the long and rambling background but I wanted to give some proper backstory and motivation to Jackson before starting to really jump start things. Anyway I won't keep you waiting any longer, go ham on the planning.)

    Current souls in your wallets: 1,000𝕊

    MARTIAL (can only pick one)
    [ ] - PUMP SOME IRON!: One thing you learn quickly in hell is that it's a dog eat dog world, and you're a tiny chihuahua. It time to finally get into shape. (Head to the gym and work out)
    [ ] - AND A GUN!: In hell, Everyone and their grandma is armed to the teeth with guns, knifes, axe, bombs, ect; Everybody but you, probably should fix that. (Buy a weapon for yourself. Will cost 50𝕊)
    [ ] - Wax on, Wax off: You were getting the complete shit beat out of you when a little old lady came to help you. (Learn to defend yourself)

    DIPLOMACY (can only pick one)
    [ ] - Loosening up: Your still trying to get use to now living in hell, when will you get use to it?, and your off your A-game because of it. Best way to get back into the groove of things? ALCOHOL!!! (Head to bar to hang out and loosen up)
    [ ] - Suit up: Every Overlord has a certain way that they carry themselves through the clothes they wear, and you wearing a dirty wife-beater and sweat pants isn't exactly giving off Overlord vibes. (Buy a new pair of clothes. Will cost 100𝕊)
    [ ] - SHOW ME YOUR WAR FACE: One important part of becoming a powerful and respected criminal kingpin is having an Intimating presence about you, something that a nerd like you lacks. (Learn to act intimating . . . And more)

    STEWARDSHIP (can only pick one)
    [ ] - I QUIT!: If you want to taken serious as a new and powerful Overlord, working at the shit shack probably isn't the best look. (Quit the shit shack, If not then every other turn after this will get a -5 as you are busy working at the shit shack)
    [ ] - WE NEED TO COOK: Every successful entrepreneur knows that when beginning your career, you should always find your niche, and that wisdom is still useful when becoming an Overlord. Now that you want to become one, you should find your Niche. (Find a service or product to sell)
    [ ] - moving out: If you want to become an Overlord you need to start living like one, and living in this dingy, dirty apartment won't do. (Move out of your apartment and into something better).

    INTRIGUE (can only pick one)
    [ ] - Quick cash: You got to spend money to make money, and well you don't much money. Luckily for you, your elderly neighbor, one Mr Fitzgerand, is rumored to have a nice stash of cash that can be put into better hands (Rob your Neighbor)
    [ ] - you always read and saw stories of spies having secret tools like Lazer lip stick and hats that can cut people in half . . . That sounds so cool 😎 (Buy some secret spy tools. Will cost 100𝕊)
    [ ] - I'm an actor: If you want to get good as an Overlord you need to learn to get good at acting, luckily you found someone that could help you. (get free acting lessons).

    PRESTIGE (can only pick one)
    [ ] - CHEESE: Apparently hell has social media platforms of their own, go figure. The most popular of these being Sinstagram, Maybe you should set up an account of your own; To just gather some Intel . . . And look at some cute cat pics (Set up a social media account)
    [ ] - Know thy self: Every night seen falling in hell you've been having nightmares about your past life, your failures as a living person, and what kind of a person you'll be now as a sinner. . . Who will you be now?. (Discover who you will be now in hell through your dreams)
    [ ] - SAY MY NAME: Sinners seem to have a tradition of abandoning their old living name for a new and more catchy sinner name; will you follow the trend? (Decide what your new sinner name will be)

    LEARNING (can only pick one)
    [ ] - Hit The Books: There a small and, surprisingly, peacefully Library is only a fee blocks away from you. Sure it's a bit creepy, you're pretty sure that the Librarian is stalking you, but it's a nice place to relax and study. (Study in the library to improve skills)
    [ ] - know thy enemy: Ever sense falling into hell, you've heard tons of names, terms, and creatures that you have no clue what they could possibly mean: Who's alastor? What are Ars Goetias? Are imps like you imagined? You need to study. (Learn about the basics of hell)
    [ ] - lay of the land: You realized that you don't know the area you live in all that well at all, maybe a morning stroll will fix that? (Learn about your surrounding area).

    OCCULT (can only pick one)
    [ ] - Club meeting: So magic is real . . . Weird. Well since it is real it's better you learn it than to stay in the dark about it; There a so called "Magic club" that's meets up in the room next to yours, maybe they can teach you something? (Learn to unlock magic in the magic club)
    [ ] - Blue Hue: There a strange blue glowing color that burns at night outside of your apartment, AND YOU CAN'T GET ANY SLEEP BECAUSE OF IT! (Investigate What the strange color is outside)
    [ ] - Witch's brew: You learned that an easy way to use magic is by brewing different potions with various affects depending on their ingredients and preparation. (Buy a brewing instructional manual. Will cost 200𝕊)

    The way that national/Jackson's personal actions will work is that every time one of his stats are upgraded three times, that category of actions under it would get one more additional action that they can do under it.

    One last vote, This time about Jackson's sin. Since he has the sin of Gluttony it means that he over indulges, but the question is on what? Drugs? Alcohol?, don't worry about the Scene early because I'll change it later to better fit what we vote on now, food? Sky's the limit as long as doesn't bleed over too much into other sins. You can't say something relating to sex too much because that would be more lustful than gluttonous.
    [Write in] - what do you go to in a time of weakness.
     
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    • Man, I was on a writer's high when making this, so in excitement I may have make acouple of mistakes. If I did please tell me immediately inorder to fix it; If you have any questions or suggestions either I'll be more than happy to talk about them too.

    @wabbitking I hope I portrayed Jackson well enough. I apologize for changing him alittle bit.

    I hope you guys have a wonderful day.
     
    morethanone said:
    Man, I was on a writer's high when making this, so in excitement I may have make acouple of mistakes. If I did please tell me immediately inorder to fix it; If you have any questions or suggestions either I'll be more than happy to talk about them too.

    @wabbitking I hope I portrayed Jackson well enough. I apologize for changing him alittle bit.

    I hope you guys have a wonderful day.
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    It's fine you got him down more or less how I imagined him.

    Is the appearance vote separate from the action vote?

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    "I can't give you any more if you don't get me some more"

    His comically large and bushy eyebrows shot up and down as his eyes motioned downward to his crusty chinos.

    "Put if you won't, THEN GET OUT!"
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    I'm pretty sure the Put is supposed to be But.
     
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    figures numb.
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    fingers.

    [X] [Appearance] you were screwed over. sure, you still had a normal amount of eyes in your now football shaped head. yeah, your nose wasn't that weird conpared to what other people were working with. your hair wasn't that fucking terrible. but you were so, so short. you'd trade your right arm, or put up with 3 weird insect ones, to just be a few feet taller. (yes, I've picked Arnold Shortman for our demon form.)

    I'll leave actions up to others. our appearance and Gluttony should be voted on separate from actions, preferably in a task vote.

    [X] [Gluttony] Caffeine


    View: https://youtu.be/yQ94uM_e4P4?si=3vFHRZgN0l8jT4Q6

    in retrospect, I vaguely regret not making caffiene addict street racer who died setting off a gas explosion when he swirved off the road to avoid running over a cat.
     
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    For actions I'd like to prioritize PUMP SOME IRON! and SAY MY NAME. Because being able to run to the end of the block without passing out and the capability to lift more then the Pillsbury Doughboy is probably more important then owning a weapon. And I'd rather avoid any possible true name magic bullcrap down the road. I honestly thought the nickname in the last vote was gonna be the demon name but eh it'll be fine.
     
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    For actions I'd like to prioritize PUMP SOME IRON! and SAY MY NAME. Because being able to run to the end of the block without passing out and the capability to lift more then the Pillsbury Doughboy is probably more important then owning a weapon. And I'd rather avoid any possible true name magic bullcrap down the road. I honestly thought the nickname in the last vote was gonna be the demon name but eh it'll be fine.
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    I don't think that's actually a thing in this setting, given Charlie broadcasts her name on television, and not knowing people's names doesn't seem to do anything to stop Alastor from Hazbin Hotel from defeating overlords and taking possession of their souls.
     
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    I honestly thought the nickname in the last vote was gonna be the demon name but eh it'll be fine.
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    I was going to do that, but I both needed a third option for Prestige and I felt that being called nerd throughout the entire quest would be a little degrading. Althrough don't think that Poindexter is off the table completely. I can definitely see our future friends calling us that.
     
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    [X] [Appearance] You looked like a fat tribal oni. You are all dark with bright white occult symbols were you got your life ending injuries from the boom. Your hair is bright yellow with heterochromia of of Black right and what you think is a weird Violet left and the small horn on the right side of your forehead that's neon pink for some reason

    [X] Plan: We have to start somewhere
    -[X] - PUMP SOME IRON!: One thing you learn quickly in hell is that it's a dog eat dog world, and you're a tiny chihuahua. It time to finally get into shape. (Head to the gym and work out)
    -[X] - SHOW ME YOUR WAR FACE: One important part of becoming a powerful and respected criminal kingpin is having an Intimating presence about you, something that a nerd like you lacks. (Learn to act intimating . . . And more)
    -[X] - WE NEED TO COOK: Every successful entrepreneur knows that when beginning your career, you should always find your niche, and that wisdom is still useful when becoming an Overlord. Now that you want to become one, you should find your Niche. (Find a service or product to sell)
    -[X] - I'm an actor: If you want to get good as an Overlord you need to learn to get good at acting, luckily you found a poster offering acting lessons for free . . . That's definitely doesn't sound weird at all (get free acting lessons).
    -[X] - Know thy self: Every night seen falling in hell you've been having nightmares about your past life, your failures as a living person, and what kind of a person you'll be now as a sinner. . . Who will you be now?. (Discover who you will be now in hell through your dreams)
    -[X] - lay of the land: You realized that you don't know the area you live in all that well at all, maybe a morning stroll will fix that? (Learn about your surrounding area).
    -[X] - Club meeting: So magic is real . . . Weird. Well since it is real it's better you learn it than to stay in the dark about it; There a so called "Magic club" that's meets up in the room next to yours, maybe they can teach you something? (Learn to unlock magic in the magic club)

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    [X] [Appearance] You looked like a fat Oni with a gas mask permanently attached to your face (with a zipper containing an opening to your mouth for eating and stuff). You are all dark with bright green toxic signs on your shoulder and chest as a not-so-subtle hint of how you died. Your hair is bright yellow with heterochromia of Black right and what you think is a weird Violet left and the small horn on the right side of your forehead that's neon pink for some reason

    [X] Plan: Oni Magic Drug Lord (with a weapon)
    -[X] - AND A GUN!: In hell, Everyone and their grandma is armed to the teeth with guns, knifes, axe, bombs, ect; Everybody but you, probably should fix that. (Buy a weapon for yourself. Will cost 50𝕊)
    -[X] - SHOW ME YOUR WAR FACE: One important part of becoming a powerful and respected criminal kingpin is having an Intimating presence about you, something that a nerd like you lacks. (Learn to act intimating . . . And more)
    -[X] - WE NEED TO COOK: Every successful entrepreneur knows that when beginning your career, you should always find your niche, and that wisdom is still useful when becoming an Overlord. Now that you want to become one, you should find your Niche. (Find a service or product to sell)
    -[X] - I'm an actor: If you want to get good as an Overlord you need to learn to get good at acting, luckily you found a poster offering acting lessons for free . . . That's definitely doesn't sound weird at all (get free acting lessons).
    -[X] - lay of the land: You realized that you don't know the area you live in all that well at all, maybe a morning stroll will fix that? (Learn about your surrounding area).
    -[X] - Club meeting: So magic is real . . . Weird. Well since it is real it's better you learn it than to stay in the dark about it; There a so called "Magic club" that's meets up in the room next to yours, maybe they can teach you something? (Learn to unlock magic in the magic club)

    [X] [Gluttony] Candy.
    So maybe we can thematically make drugs that look like irritated-looking candies with toxic signs on them.

    Edit: Made some edits to szymonmolitoris2 description with toxic signs & a gas mask to make him look like a demonic drug lord.
     
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    What about being like a softshell turtle trunk and all with chimera elements to reflect our stats physically? There is also the xmarks death injury guide lines the setting has
     
    [X] Plan: We have to start somewhere

    [X] Your appearance feels almost mocking, your arms and legs thinned and skeletal. Lacking the strength, small though it was, that you had in life. Your stomach is bulbous and soft, as if all the weight you had was concentrated there. Despite your height not changing you appear unnaturally lanky. You've taken to wearing baggier clothes to try and look less, unbalanced. It doesn't really work though, your hands are still as bony as ever and you haven't been able to find gloves that fit properly. Your eyes seem to glow with an internal light, and your mouth is much smaller than it seems like it should be. Finally your hair has become stiff and bristly, like thin sticks of wood almost, if not for the waxy texture they have. The ends sometimes catch fire when your excited or overwhelmed, letting out a smell like olive oil.

    [X] [Gluttony] Caffeine
     
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    [X] Plan: Oni Magic Drug Lord (With some moves)
    -[X] - Wax on, Wax off: You were getting the complete shit beat out of you when a little old lady came to help you. (Learn to defend yourself)
    -[X] - SHOW ME YOUR WAR FACE: One important part of becoming a powerful and respected criminal kingpin is having an Intimating presence about you, something that a nerd like you lacks. (Learn to act intimating . . . And more)
    -[X] - WE NEED TO COOK: Every successful entrepreneur knows that when beginning your career, you should always find your niche, and that wisdom is still useful when becoming an Overlord. Now that you want to become one, you should find your Niche. (Find a service or product to sell)
    -[X] - Know thy self: Every night seen falling in hell you've been having nightmares about your past life, your failures as a living person, and what kind of a person you'll be now as a sinner. . . Who will you be now?. (Discover who you will be now in hell through your dreams)
    -[X] - I'm an actor: If you want to get good as an Overlord you need to learn to get good at acting, luckily you found a poster offering acting lessons for free . . . That's definitely doesn't sound weird at all (get free acting lessons).
    -[X] - lay of the land: You realized that you don't know the area you live in all that well at all, maybe a morning stroll will fix that? (Learn about your surrounding area).
    -[X] - Club meeting: So magic is real . . . Weird. Well since it is real it's better you learn it than to stay in the dark about it; There a so called "Magic club" that's meets up in the room next to yours, maybe they can teach you something? (Learn to unlock magic in the magic club)

    [X] [Gluttony] Candy.
     
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