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Born Again... Again (Solo)
By: Evil Squeegee Date: December 3, 2024, 5:32 pm
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[center]Back off, I’ll take you on
Aubrey Steele
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Headstrong, could take on anyone[/center]
Huge Size | Fianna Kinfolk
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C’mon, Aubs. You can do it.
You’ve charged into battle with and without arms and armor
against foes most could only dream of. The spirits recognize
your prowess. You’ve fought side-by-side with Gaia’s greatest
warriors, the Trueborn, and met them on equal footing. You’ve
even done more impressive things than that -- like surviving
highschool.
But this?
The troll exhales, cheeks puffing out and eyebrows raising as he
gazes upon his greatest battle yet. He folds his arms, setting
aside his massive warblade. Steeling himself. Mentally
preparing.
“...Nope.” He turns, walks away, and closes the door: leaving
the floral dress laid out on the bed behind him. It’s too much.
There’s no way he could pull off wearing that.
A moment passes. The room is silent, empty, housing only the
dress and the Troll’s absence.
“God damnit,” comes a muffled shout from the other side of the
door, where the Troll is hiding from his defeat. He knows all
too well that he cannot accept that answer. Defeat? Never. It
had nothing to do with how he felt about the clothes. Death
before giving up, that was that.
Even for something as potentially humiliating as this.
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Re: Born Again... Again (Solo)
By: Evil Squeegee Date: December 3, 2024, 5:39 pm
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[center]Back off, I’ll take you on
Aubrey Steele
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Headstrong, could take on anyone[/center]
Huge Size | Fianna Kinfolk
[hr]
A less-than-small part of Aubrey (Because really, can you be as
large as he was and have small parts?) couldn’t believe he was
doing this. But to the fae, dreams were of particular
significance. And he’d been having more and more of these dreams
lately.
Dreams where he was wearing things wildly unlike himself. Dreams
where he was fighting side-by-side with the Valkyries, and not
because he was an exception to their general idiom. Dreams that
he had simply cast aside as bizarre little one-offs, until they
started to get more insistent. Eventually they’d become a
massive avalanche, an unstoppable torrent of thoughts.
They started to infect his mind while he was conscious.
And so here he was. Sweating. Hands shaking. Looking down at a
dress. Dreams they would be no longer.
Aubrey was about to do what a Changeling did best: Make dreams
come true.
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Re: Born Again... Again (Solo)
By: Evil Squeegee Date: December 3, 2024, 5:50 pm
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[center]Back off, I’ll take you on
Aubrey Steele
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Headstrong, could take on anyone[/center]
Huge Size | Fianna Kinfolk
[hr]
He stood there, staring at the dress, waiting for the right
moment. But it never came. His eyes narrowed - a warrior didn’t
just take his opportunities, after all. A true warrior created
them. There was not going to be a ‘right moment’ for this.
Up and off of his body came his shirt. Pants hit the ground
around his ankles. Let him face this challenge the way Gaia had
created him:
Wearing only his socks.
…wait. He forgot to take off his socks. He can’t start yet.
First they have to come off. One sock… two sock… where to put
the socks though? Can’t just make a mess.
Stop delaying, Aubs.
The hulking troll reached down with trembling hands and picked
up the dress. The cardigan. The shoes. One by one, he managed to
-- somehow -- fit into them.
He stood there, looking at himself in the mirror.
No, this wasn’t right. Something was off. But what…?
DING-DONG.
“Shit.”
That was the doorbell. Now? Of all times? He can’t answer the
door like this!
A pounding at the door followed nearly immediately. He wasn’t
going to have the time to take off this ridiculous outfit
before--
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Re: Born Again... Again (Solo)
By: Evil Squeegee Date: December 3, 2024, 6:06 pm
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[center]Back off, I’ll take you on
Aubrey Steele
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Headstrong, could take on anyone[/center]
Huge Size | Fianna Kinfolk
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CRASH. The front door gets thrown open. Whoever it is that needs
his attention isn’t waiting a SECOND longer. Aubrey starts to
panic -- what was he going to do? There’s no way he could get
caught like this!
Thump thump thump thump! Someone knows their way around the
house. They’re charging right toward Aubrey’s bedroom. Shit shit
SHIT--
--When the door to Aubrey’s bedroom whips open, Aubrey whirls
around to face her intruder. The glamour still hangs thick on
the air as Metamorphosis tingles it’s way through her body.
She's a woman.
Barging into her room is Kevin, one of the few kinfolk to
survive the Shadow Attack years ago.
“WHERE THE HELL IS AUBREY?” Kevin blurts out. “THEY’RE BACK.”
Aubrey stammers for a moment.
[quote]Manipulation 1 + Subterfuge 0: 1 - botch![/quote]
“UHM.”
Aubrey looks at Righteousness, her gargantuan greatsword with
the runes inscribed on it’s flat, and then back to Kevin.
“He’s… not here… right now?” Question mark? “Wait. Who’s back?”
“The shadows!”
Aubrey snatches up her greatsword. “We can’t wait for
Alone-in-Honor. You get everyone to safety. I’ll do what I do
best.”
“...Which is what? And who the hell are you?”
“Truthfully? I have no idea, and frankly, I don’t give a damn!”
the troll snarls, barging past Kevin and toward the front door.
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Re: Born Again... Again (Solo)
By: Evil Squeegee Date: December 3, 2024, 6:20 pm
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[center]Back off, I’ll take you on
Aubrey Steele
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Headstrong, could take on anyone[/center]
Huge Size | Fianna Kinfolk
[hr]
The idyllic little village out in rural Ireland didn’t see much
action. The center of town was an old rickety church with a tiny
steeple and a bell, with a few scattered buildings littered here
or there around it. The very few people who lived here were
kinfolk; the Garou had all died during the Shadow Attack several
years ago, leaving Aubrey to stand guard over Nine-Tails by
herself.
The troll spent her days training, reading, and patrolling. The
glory days were behind her, young as she was, or so she had
thought.
And so she burst into the church, blade in hand, ready to face
whatever was going on. The sight that greeted her was
horrifying.
The shadows were dark, cold, and thick. Little bits of darkness
detached from the main force, skittering around the floor and
under the pews, across the aisle, and all over the walls,
cloaking the stained glass in their inky, oily selves.
Standing at the end of the aisle, in front of the stage and
pulpit, is a figure cloaked in dark robes with a spider’s web
embroidered. They stood facing away from Aubrey, focused on
their current task:
Force-choking the little fox-girl that Aubrey immediately
recognized as Nine-Tails.
“STOP,” the troll bellowed, rushing forward!
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Re: Born Again... Again (Solo)
By: Evil Squeegee Date: December 3, 2024, 7:26 pm
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[center]Back off, I’ll take you on
Aubrey Steele
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Headstrong, could take on anyone[/center]
Huge Size | Fianna Kinfolk
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[quote]1d10+Dex+Wits - Aubrey: 7+5 = 12
1d10+Dex+Wits - NineTails: 6 + WP 5 = 12
1d10+Dex+Wits - Robed Figure: 5 + WP 8 = 13
1d10+Dex+Wits - Shadows: 5 + WP 2 = 7
Initiative: Robed Figure, Aubrey & NineTails, Shadows[/quote]
“Back from Las Vegas so soon?” the robed figure says, their
voice an indistinguishable chorus of whispers.
…what? Las Vegas?
[quote]Robed Figure’s Arete: Spirit 3 + Prime 3
3, 8, 3[/quote]
NineTails is visibly weakening as the robed figure concentrates
on her. A thin trail of energy flows from her eyes and throat to
the figure’s chest as they drain her.
[quote]NIneTails’ WP: 4, 4, 10, 8, 5[/quote]
The fox spirit yowls in rage as she breaks free of the spell,
falling to the ground in a crumpled heap.
Aubrey bolts forward, gargantuan warblade trailing behind her,
and takes a mighty swing aimed to lop off the figure’s head. No
questions asked, no answers needed. It’s time for you to die,
motherfucker.
[quote]Dexterity 3 + Melee 4 (Swords) = 1, 10, 7, 10, 10, 6, 8 =
6 successes
Robed figure already spent their action. 6 successes MoS +
Strength 4 + 1 Troll + 6 Greatsword = 17 dice of damage = 5. 8.
8. 4. 2. 5. 9. 8. 10. 7. 6. 7. 2. 6. 6. 10. 4. = 11 damage.
Robed figure soak: 1, 2. Lol botch.[/quote]
As Aubrey reaches her victim, she whirls in a spin, slicing the
figure’s head clean off before running the blade through the
figure’s back -- ramming the weapon through them, skewering
their body.
The figure falls to the ground, dead. Before Aubrey or Ninetails
can react, though, the shadows overrun the corpse and swallow it
whole - devouring it’s physical form and coming for Ninetails
next.
“RUN, AUBREY,” the spirit cries -- seeing right through the
troll’s Metamorphosis.
“NEVER,” she calls back.
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Re: Born Again... Again (Solo)
By: Evil Squeegee Date: December 3, 2024, 7:54 pm
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[center]Back off, I’ll take you on
Aubrey Steele
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Headstrong, could take on anyone[/center]
Huge Size | Fianna Kinfolk
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Aubrey hurls herself at the spirit, intent on ripping her free
of the Shadow’s grasp. But before she can do so, the
spirit howls and a burst of light incinerates some (but not all)
of the shadows.
“I SAID RUN, ALONE-IN-HONOR,” she barks. “GO
GET HELP. THAT IS AN ORDER.”
And with that, she swirls her tails around the troll. A shimmer
of magic envelops Aubrey, and reality twists -- and when
it’s done?
The troll is sitting on the floor of a closed room. The sounds
of battle have vanished. There’s nothing to indicate
what’s happening.
There’s a door.
Aubrey curses, grabs up Righteousness, and opens the door --
which leads into the Anywhere Cafe. NineTails has teleported
Aubrey into the portal booth.
The troll sighs. How is she supposed to get help in this outfit?
~Fin~
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