1983
Ten years since Baraggans death.
In that time Vanaheim overgrew and consumed Las Noches much like the plants that inhabit it.
With the hidden oasis brought to the surface an overwhelming amount of hollows swarmed the new settlement.
The great expansion of the forest, thanks for the plentiful bloodshed from the war, caused the once small village to grow into a proper city.
And with such rapid growth the structure of Vanaheim had to be redone to accommodate so many people.
The Exequias, a new military police was created to maintain the fragile peace in the bustling city under the great pyramids shadow.
You felt it necessary that the army and the police would have to be separate but closely tied together for maximum efficiency.
They have two tasks: Keep the citizens safe from each other and punish those that have sinned.
Alistair was appointed as the Marshal and funnily enough his most trusted lieutenants are the former bodyguards of Baraggan, all six of them volunteered to join and after proving themselves were promoted accordingly.
Generally speaking they have only two ways to punish any offenders: Exile or Execution.
The unusually harsh punishment ensures that even the most blood thirsty hollows think twice before attacking others outside the Colosseum.
Indeed, what was once a simple tradition became quite a large attraction and the only place where hollows could let off some steam.
Anyone can sign up for fights within the arena but they'll be given opponents that are in the same class (Gillian, Adjuchas or Arrancar).
Killing is strictly forbidden outside of Death Matches and both halves had to agree to the killing rule beforehand.
But amidst all of this the greatest change came to the citizens themselves.
For once the hollows had access to something that used to be a luxury, free time.
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And with free time came boredom.
In order to alleviate this problem many people picked up various hobbies that turned into full blown careers.
A hollow might have started drawing pictures only to become a proper painter later.
Someone who got interested in shaping clay started making pots and distributed amongst his fellows.
Most people either acquired an occupation where they help the community, such as farming or cleaning, or they set up stalls where they trade their handiwork's to things of equal value.
Slowly civilization showed its head even with the lack of a proper currency.
Indeed, most transactions happen on a "I owe you" system or via exchanging goods.
But a malicious shadow looms over the peaceful merchant square.
The hollows look up into the sky as they hear a banshee like howl.
"DANTEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Apacci shrieks as the tiny figure darts past the innocent bystanders while giggling.
With a groan you roll around in your bed as you try to look at the window.
You get ready to get out of your comfortable resting place when an arm reaches around you from behind.
"Just five more minutes."
Harribel speaks, still half asleep.
You slump back into your bed.
"Fine...
But only five..."
With that you return to your lovers embrace.
In the meantime the culprit is running wild with his prize in hand.
The white haired boy looks behind him to see Apacci struggling to catch him.
Her head is beet red as she screams at the top of her lungs.
"GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE THIEF!"
With a smile the boy responds with confidence.
"Okay."
He vanishes for a moment and runs a lap around Apacci, arriving behind her.
By the time she realized the trick Dante has already left her behind.
They repeat this process several times as the boy keeps losing Apacci in the small alleyways.
Eventually, after minutes of running around, Apacci gets exhausted.
Her hands are on her knees as she tries to catch her breath.
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Standing on the branch of a rather large tree the boy is smiling triumphantly.
In his hands some sort of fabric can be seen as he spins it around. It's Apaccis bra.
"Strange, aren't deers supposed to be fast?"
Harribels Fraccióne looks up, a vein popping out of her forehead.
"YOU..."
Dante smirks as he interrupts her.
"Your next line is going to be..."
"DON'T GET AHEAD OF YOURSELF, BRAT!~"
The two of them speak up at the same time as Apacci fires off a bala.
"Huh?"
In her shock the female arrancar realizes her mistake.
Dante kicks the incoming mass of energy upward as he begins falling backwards.
As he is falling he grabs hold of the rope he previously fixed to the trees trunk and it activates the trap.
The rather large net erupts from under the sand and lifts the unfortunate Arrancar up into the air.
As the boy is chuckling to himself he looks up at his victim while still spinning the lingerie.
"Oh deer, this must be embarrassing for you!"
Apacci is screaming even more obscenely now as she tries to get out of her trap.
"YOU LIL' BRAT I'LL KILL YOU!"
But as Dante is laughing hard at her misfortune you lift him up by his red collar.
His eyes slowly shift towards you as his cackling stops.
"Ooops. Looks like I've been caught."
He says with a smirk and a shrug.
>Scold your grandson
>Berate Apacci
>"I just came to check out the noises, carry on."
>Other? (write-in)
Mild hype.
>net trap? Like last time? I am disappointed son, *cuts down appaci, convenently cutting her clothes* now try again.
>>Scold your grandson
>>Berate Apacci
Shouldn't steal things/Shouldn't get outsmarted by what is basically a ten year old, no matter how hype he is
>This entire situation
Maximum OverKEK
>>Scold your grandson
>>Berate Apacci
They both dun goufed.
>Scold your grandson
>Berate Apacci
>Both of you are better than this, now apologize or else.
>Scold your grandson
>Other? (write-in)
Boy needs some respect beaten into him!
>Writing
You look at Apacci with disappointment.
"Apacci...
You fell for this AGAIN?"
"STOP GAWKING AT ME AND GET ME OUT OF HERE!"
With a sigh you draw your sword and slash the space in front of you.
The slice travels through the air and cuts off the rope imprisoning Apacci.
As she rises from the ground she is stomping toward you with fury in her eyes.
"Prepare yourself you little bastard because I'm about to shove my horn where the sun doesn't shine!"
Dante looks at her and replies.
"Awww but that'd be terrible!
Then I'd have more people after my butt than you!"
He might have an innocent, child-like smile on his face but you know that deep down he has the widest, shit eating grin that ever was.
Apacci blinks in disbelief and erupts once her mind processes what he said.
"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"
You however extend your palm in front of you to stop her.
When she stops in her tracks she begins.
"What?"
Her tone betrays her annoyance.
"What did I tell you about killing my grandson?"
She pauses for a moment.
"That I can't do it..."
"Exactly! You can't."
You answer her after she comprehends what you tried to say.
"Yesterday I saw him jam a knife straight into his own chest after finishing his sandwich.
Want to know why? Because he didn't know where to put it!"
She scowls at you.
"So you are just going to let him be?"
"I didn't say that."
Dante looks up to you.
"You don't mean..."
With a grin you look at him.
"I do!"
You then proceed to let out a sharp whistle.
In mere moments Alex appears.
She cheerfully pounces at Dante and wrangles him out of your hand.
You can hear your grandsons protest as his mother gives him a powerful bear hug and showers him with affection.
"MOOOOM, stop it!"
>Berate Dante
>Berate Appaci
"You both should be ashamed of yourselves. Dante: you should know better than to be a little perv and steal a woman's lingre. Childesh pranks are okay, but you crossed a line. Appaci: you should be smart enough to not get outsmarted by a ten year old. Now appologize to each other
You look at your grandson as his mother keeps embarrassing him in front of everyone.
With a quick swipe you grab hold of Apaccis undergarment and toss it to her.
She tucks it away while she keeps blushing.
"Finally..."
"Listen Apacci either you have to make yourself not such an easy prey."
"Oh so it's my fault now?"
"No, but you must realize that he keeps going after you because you do exactly as he wishes.
You get mad and start chasing him, this entices him further.
Now if you could stop being outsmarted by a thirteen year old that'd be great."
She growls as she realizes how dumb she was to fall for the same trick for the tenth time in a row.
Afterwards you turn to your grandson.
"As for you mister..."
"Uh-oh."
"No, uh-oh's this time.
You seriously messed up Dante.
Pranks are fine but you stole someones private belongings. That's not nice."
You can see his eyes watering up a bit.
He looks at Apacci with his most innocent expression which he no doubt practiced a lot.
"Sorry Apacci..."
At first she tries to ignore him but the pressure is too much and she caves in.
"Aww shit. I can't stay mad at this lil' brat.
And... I'm sorry too for saying those mean things.
But please, go after someone else for a change."
Dante sniffs and snivels as he answers.
"B-but you are the only one that's fun to play with anymore...
Everyone else reacts the same way every time."
Apaccis expression lightens and she gives off a bright smile. She rarely shows this side of her but it makes her look like a totally different person.
She slowly grabs the posterior of Dantes head and strokes his hair.
Then out of nowhere she headbutts him with all the force she can muster.
"Ow-ow-ow!
WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!"
Dante screams.
"YOU THINK I'LL FALL FOR THAT AGAIN?!
AND WHAT KIND OF REASON IS THAT? YOU KEEP ANNOYING ME BECAUSE YOU ENJOY IT?! SCREW YOU!"
With a sigh you hit both of them on the head.
This time they feel genuine pain, even if only a little.
"I got out of bed for this?"
"Listen up, both of you!
Shake hands and apologize!
Then the two of you will leave each other alone! You got that?"
They look at each other and speak up.
"Yeah..."
"Good."
They then proceed to bury the hatchet.
"Now, if you'll excuse me I'll have to get going out into the wastes.
If I get back and the two of you at each others throats again... You'll regret it!"
Both of them swallow hard at that.
As you turn around and begin leaving however you hear your grandson calling to you.
"Grandpa, wait!"
You turn back and give him a quizzical look.
He turns to Alex.
"Mom, can I go with Grandpa?"
Alex looks at you and then back to him.
She matured a lot, thanks to all the hard work her son put her through.
"That depends on him."
Will you team up with Dante for the duration of your exploration?
>"Of course."
>"I'm afraid I can't. I have to check on someone."
>Other? (write-in)
>>"I'm afraid I can't. I have to check on someone."
>>"Of course."
Aw yeah, grandad/grandson bonding time!
I really, really want dante/lilyniette to meet, if we run into starrk
>"Of course."
COME ON ASHIDO
>>"I'm afraid I can't. I have to check on someone."
>>"Of course."
Who exactly are we checking on that we can't bring our grandson to meet? We can't keep him in vanaheim forever guys, come on.
I mean, in case you forgot, he's really quite powerful. He can look after himself, won't slow us down, and could probably even help in any fight we get in.
Aaroniero
Bah, aaroneiro can meet our grandson! They'll be the best of friends, I'm sure. Besides, aaroneiro is smart enough to keep a secret, and also kind of a bro.
I mean, really, what could possibly go wrong?
That's not the issue, most people ARE aware of Dantes terror
I also want Dante to convince aaroneiro to help him prank people using his shitloads of abilities in his release.
Well, there's not much point in waiting anymore.
>Writing.
In the meantime roll 1d4 for random encounters.
Only the third roll will count. Higher is better.
Be aware, this IS the last chance to meet others...
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>inb4 Aizen stopping by for tea
>inb4 we miss Starrk
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Two rolls that are 4?!
It seems your sacrifices pleased the dice god
Did... did we meet starrk?
With our grandson, so he and lily can become friends/the most terrifying duo in vanaheim?
I wonder, what would happen if they hit it off so well they become hitched in the future?
Hey, I'd be down for that.
It'd be adorable.
That would technically be Dante fucking Starrk. Because Lilynette and Starrk are two parts of one soul. We need to find Starrk, and ask him to teach Double A how to split his soul. Wouldn't that be some shit?
>Aaroneiro splits his soul
>Instead of splitting the two parts into two different people
>It just splits half of each part
>Both resulting arrancar each have half of each personality
>Both resulting arrancar have the split personality thing Double A has
>End result: 4 new personalities
>Being Aaroneiro is suffering
You shrug.
"I don't mind."
"Woo hoo!"
Dante raises both of his fists into the air and then proceeds to wrestle himself out of his mothers tight grasp.
When he pops free he jumps high and lands on your shoulders.
You give Dante a casual smile.
"I don't know what your mother feeds you but if you keep growing like that I won't be able to carry you like this for much longer."
Your grandson giggles while he sits on your shoulder like a parrot.
"Come on!
Adventure time!"
While he is amusing himself you turn to Alex.
"Sweetie, could you check on Aaroniero while I'm gone?"
Her expression gets grim quite fast.
"Again?"
You give her a nod.
"It's getting more frequent...
I'm worried about him."
"Sure thing."
You don't answer her instead pat Dantes back.
"Okay squirt!
We are off then!"
"YEAH!"
It takes you a while to reach the edge of Vanaheim and with Dante riding your shoulders you feel your arm going numb.
"Maybe I'm getting old but I remember leaving the city wasn't such a hassle."
"Oh come on Grandpa, you don't look a year older than one hundred."
That stung a little.
"Really?
It must be bad knowing an old dinosaur like me is the only one that can outwit you."
But before the next snarky comment would come something catches the attention of Dante.
"Uncle!"
He begins waving to the person he just addressed.
You turn around and see Nnoitora with his partner Tesra also getting ready to depart.
"Ah, Nnoitora!
I wasn't aware you are also going on patrol today!"
The one eyed arrancar swings his weapon over his shoulder as he grins at you.
Santa Teresa kept growing over the years and the two blades now form a perfect "8" while a new set of pincers is protruding from the top of it.
"Yo Kaizar!
I see you are taking my favorite little shithead with you!"
He says as he reaches for Dante to ruffle his hair.
"Damn, I can barely reach you like this!
It won't be long before I can't call you a midget anymore."
We did it. We turned Spoony into a person. Holy shit.
Honestly, my favourite part here is that we've flipped spoony/nel from canon, where Spoony is a cool dude and somewhat of a bro, Nel is instead somewhat disliked
And it only took years of physical violence, tearing each other to pieces at max power, and helping him deal with his annoying fixation on nel and the comfusing geelings it caused.
Now if we can get him an tersa to admit their fucking feelings and bang already we'd be golden.
Dante is laughing while Nnoitora keeps messing around with him.
But you simply pull your grandson away as you have a job to do.
"Anyway, best of luck to you Spoony."
"Thanks, but I have no need for such things."
The two of you then depart into two different directions.
And you have to admit, having Dante on your side is refreshing because at least he keeps you amused along the way.
So while you are busy toying with your grandson you barely notice that many hours passed by while you are traveling at full speed.
It's also quite tiring, your grandson is notorious for being a rough playmate. His natural powers made him cocky and arrogant despite your best efforts to educate him about not abusing his abilities.
However, in between two sonídos and a few quite dangerous attacks you abruptly stop.
Dante looks at you and speaks up.
"Do you feel that Grandpa?"
"I taste that..."
Soon he too feels the effects.
One can ignore the stench of death for only so long.
Before you are mountains of corpses that dot the landscape as far as the eye can see.
The two of you are looking at this spectacle with mouths agape.
You look at your grandson and poke his shoulder.
"You forgot it!"
You speak while pointing at his head.
He notices what you mean and assembles his mask but only partially.
His mask developed alongside him and it became quite savage looking.
But in order to blend in with society you instructed him to keep a fragment visible on his cheek to pass as an arrancar.
Dante looks at you with a glint in his eye.
"Are we going there?"
He asks while pointing in the direction of the absurdly powerful presence that no doubt made these piles.
The sensation is overwhelming.
Whatever exerts this spiritual pressure is surely a monster.
It's no wonder all these hollows suffered brain death when exposed to it.
"This must be the work of an Arrancar."
You speak while signaling your grandson to move.
Should dante be present?
Of course! What's the worst that could happen?
jesus christ! how horrifying.
Just to clarify, that's Dantes mask
By the laws of narrative casualties? Everything, tha nks asshole
What an edgy faggot.
>13
I guess it makes sense. Hopefully he grows out of it soon
Jesus christ! how fucking horrifying.
We need to get that kid in school so he socialise properly or something because geez..
>Not recognizing it from dantes devil trigger
wew
It even says so in the file name.
This must be the work of an enemy stand!
Although the reiatsu could be felt from miles away you still decided to walk rather than run.
It's better to not agitate whoever that power belongs to.
When you reach your destination you can see two cloaked figures sitting atop a rather large mountain of corpses.
Neither of them look at you as they are too busy staring at the crescent moon.
But you can see the smaller figure trying to get the others attention.
In the deafening silence you can hear a faint whisper.
"Yeah... got it."
But despite what you assumed to be a signal of him starting to speak neither of you made a sound for minutes.
You begin clearing your throat to get his attention as your patience runs out.
As the male figure slowly turns his head to face you his face is revealed.
A man with neck long, wavy, dark brown hair and blue eyes. His faded goatee and the unkempt hairstyle give him a rather rugged look.
"What?"
His casual tone irritates you to no end.
"I was standing here for minutes, waiting patiently.
And all you say is a simple "What"?
Don't you have any manners?"
Now the smaller figure turns around and you see that it's a little girl.
"Starrk..."
"Yeah..."
The tall man answers her and stands up.
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He dusts off his rather old and dirty cloak.
"Sorry...
We just don't get many visitors...
Well... we do but as you can see..."
He points at the mounds of dead hollows.
"So you did kill all these people..."
"People?
They were hollows, like we are.
But I see you can withstand our presence, that's... unusual."
The two of you continue to stare at each other, too afraid to even blink as that 0.1 second could mean the difference between life and death.
You don't want to risk looking away from this man but your instincts forced you to glance at your grandson.
To your horror Dante is completely absent.
When you look back at the man you see your grandson behind him.
>Shout to him.
>Don't say a thing.
>Other? (write-in)
>Other
So what's your story?
>Shout to him.
>>Don't say a thing.
>>Other? (write-in)
Just greet him politely. He doesn't seem to be overtly hostile apart from his reiatsu at least.
also this
Kek fucking Dante
second
>Other
So what's your story?
I'm this guy
>>Shout to him.
Dante, now is really not the time for your shenanigans.
Supporting
Also,
> "you may be assalted by a small child, please do not worry, at most he steals your underwear"
...isn't dante stronger than us?
>>Shout to him.
Eh, doubtful.
Strong and talented, sure, but stronger than people like Harribel, us, or even Nnoitra? Ehhhh.
Why is that relevant? I doubt he is anyway, but still. This is a matter of manners.
And Starrk is stronger than us, by far.
>Writing
he is, doesn't change the fact hes still a kid.
Is Dante stronger than us?
He isn't
Oh my god, Dante you little shit get back here.
You relax a bit and let out a sigh.
"Sorry, I think we got off on the wrong note here.
The name's Kaizar Soize.
And yours is?"
The mans eyes narrow down on you.
From his frowns you'd guess he just got confused.
But something quickly snaps him out of it.
"STARRK! THE KID!"
The small girl beside him screams.
Although he was so focused on you he didn't realize Dantes disappearance, the girl apparently did.
You can see a rather large, curved blade that looked like an oversized scimitar coming out from under the girls robe.
It was over in less than a second. The blade cut into Dantes flesh, almost tearing off his shoulder alongside a large portion of his side.
Even the girl is taken back by this. Clearly she anticipated Dante to dodge it.
The tall man begins speaking.
"Lily... nette..."
They stare in disbelief at the ravaged body of your grandson.
But their surprise doesn't end there.
"Aw maaaan...
Most people can only react to this after the third time...
You are not bad!"
Dante says with a shrug while the sword is still firmly jammed into his torso.
The two of them are incapable of comprehending what they are seeing.
To clear the confusion you begin speaking.
"Don't mind him.
He wears exclusively red for this very reason.
We found that giving him white clothes is not a good idea since he always gets blood on them.
In any case, what's your story?"
The girl looks at you with a mixture of emotions on her face.
"WHAT KIND OF QUESTION IS THAT?
I JUST STABBED YOUR FRIEND!"
In response to this Dante grabs the girls blade.
"It's not like it hurt or anything."
He says as he begins pulling it out.
"Besides, my grandpa came to the same conclusion I did.
If you were bad guys you wouldn't have felt bad for killing me."
As the blade finally leaves his chest a large gush of blood spurts from Dante.
Lilynette then begins cursing as her clothes are drenched in blood.
"Hah! Still got you!"
Dante laughs at her misery
Dante you little shit goddamnit
I admit, I kek'd
My god, marr would have loved this kid
clearly he's marr reincarnated.
Aw, I wish Marr was still around. He would love this fucking kid. My sides.
Dante, you can't just bleed on people like that!
Letting Marr die was the greatest mistake we made in this quest q _q
Marr was to bloodthirsty to let live we probably won't have a city if he was still around.
We'll just have to shank aizen extra hard in his memory.
actually he strikes me as "the other route" as in had we saved him he would be the one to lead the invation of soul society and be "Bleach third arc main-antagonist"
instead of aizen
is accurate?
You begin walking up the mountain of dead hollows as you speak.
"My grandson has a tendency to reveal the true nature of others.
His methods may not be conventional but they are effective.
So go ahead, tell me your story.
Did these hollows die simply because they were exposed to your reiatsu?"
As you are slowly climbing up however the man draws a sword on you.
"Stay back!
Just what are you people?"
His zanpakuto looks like an ordinary katana with a yellow hilt to you.
You nod to your grandson who immediately understands your order.
With a sonído you close the distance between you and the shaggy looking man.
Basilisco clashes with his weapon and sparks begin pouring out the two swords.
In the meantime Dante materializes his weapon, a bastard sword that's as long as he is.
You didn't put much power behind your swing as you didn't mean to attack seriously.
"We are the same things as you."
The truth dawns on them as they look at our weapons.
"You are..."
"We are arrancars."
You withdraw and then sheathe your weapon.
With this the previous tension born from misunderstandings melted away.
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The mans name is Coyote Starrk and the girls is Lilynette Gingerbuck.
And as you suspected they are self made arrancars whose powers were too much for the average hollow to handle.
As a result they had no company aside from themselves for an incredibly long time.
You can't begin to imagine how horribly lonely they must have felt with everyone around them dying thanks to them.
They also didn't say a thing about exactly how long they were like that. Your guess is that they either lost track of time or counting their days spent in solitude wasn't exactly an enticing idea for them.
It's obvious that with the little social interactions they had in the past they simply couldn't handle actually meeting people.
In exchange you explained who you were and your exact relationship with Dante as your grandson.
Remember when we killed Marr?
Aizen looked worried there.
Spooks confirmed that it was because of what Marr was trying to say, his release word.
Had we given him goo and healed him instead of finishing him off, Aizen would legit be dead right now.
Though honestly I'm happy with this, Marr would be quite a bit harder to backstab. The fact everyone here, and I mean EVERYONE here hates aizen except like, Neliel and Grimmjow, helps a lot.
"Yo dawg, lemme teach you how to hide your reiatsu, then we can chillax at my pad with some brewskis"
Protip, Kaizar does not know how to hide himself, he cheats by using the goop.
So... What you're saying is... We need to cover lily and starrk in our goop?
Fuck it, let's do it.
>Lily and Starrk just walk around vanaheim covered in goop all day
>everyone thinks they're a joke
>People end up attacking and knock off the goop
>OhShi-.gif
And Marr would have most likely kill a lot of other people as well by his power or him simply being bored if there was something else about him he sure didn't show it but still I wish we didn't have to leave him die but it his own fault if he didn't fight both us and Aizen he would still be alive because nearly killing us made us to weak to heal him
When you are done introducing yourself you'd continue telling him about other things but something interrupts you.
It seems that Dante managed to royally piss off Lilynette who tried her best to ignore him up until now.
When your grandson snatched her sword away the girl got incredibly mad at him.
"GET BACK HERE YOU BASTAAAARD!"
Lilynette screamed while Dante kept laughing.
Starrk was about to shout at her but you stopped him.
"There's no point.
She already took the bait.
It's best to just let it happen now."
"What's he going to do?"
You shrug.
"It's nigh impossible to tell.
Without much prep time it won't be anything too complex.
But the only way to avoid it is to not fall into his trap."
You rub the back of your head in shame.
"Sorry about that. My grandson can be a handful sometimes."
"Don't be.
It's good that she is not nagging me for a change."
He sighs and gives her a bored look.
"And besides... she probably appreciates the company as well."
His attention then shifts back to you.
"Anyway... if I may ask... how do you hide your power like that?"
You raise an eyebrow at that.
It's no doubt that he'd love to know your secret.
Perhaps then he wouldn't be so alone in this world.
You could share this information with him but you have alternatives.
>Show him your goo.
>Explain to him that you can only show him some very basic methodds of reiatsu suppression.
>Tell him about Vanaheim.
>Other (write-in)
>Show him your goo.
>Explain to him that you can only show him some very basic methodds of reiatsu suppression.
>>Show him your goo.
>>Explain to him that you can only show him some very basic methodds of reiatsu suppression.
>>Tell him about Vanaheim.
Fuck it, go for broke. He seems cool.
ALL THE OPTIONS
>>Show him your goo.
>>Explain to him that you can only show him some very basic methodds of reiatsu suppression.
>>Tell him about Vanaheim.
>>Explain to him that you can only show him some very basic methodds of reiatsu suppression.
>>Tell him about Vanaheim.
>do all of the things
>Show him your goo.
>Explain to him that you can only show him some very basic methodds of reiatsu suppression.
>Tell him about Vanaheim.
>>Show him your goo.
>>Explain to him that you can only show him some very basic methodds of reiatsu suppression
Weren't there those cloaks that suppress things?
HOLY SHIT YOU ARE RIGHT!
>Supporting this
THE PONCHO
BRING HIM THE PONCHO
>TFW you realize starrk could be the only fairly spanish person in all of ghost mexico
>TFW you first meet him and go "You know what you need? A poncho!"
I mean, maybe it's just me, but starrk always struck me as kinda spanish-y
Desparado stark, this is a thing that must happen.
GET THAT MAN A COWBOY HAT.
(Lillete too come to think of it, have them match.)
Rolled 2 (1d3)
>Writing
Also, rolling for someone else.
Whew lads this is going to be a fun one
Not sure if bonus or worry.