Have you praised the Fallen God this hour?
Monster girl thread.
Better priest. Or...bishop, same difference.
And speaking od bishops, you here cyoa anon?
>mfw waiting for the ending to cyoa-anon's story
Of course I have, I make it a point to do so on a regular basis.
Now, here's an interesting bit of trivia: did you know that cows tend to produce more milk when they listen to relaxing music?
>Invading darkroot forest.gif
I'm here, this section is particularly long so it may be a bit.
Then I guess I need to start playing it all over my house in anticipation for my Holstaurus waifu
2 or 3
All 3 is is also acceptable.
I also vote for all 3.
I can wait. Went to watch some MGR videos after reading your story and Armstrong is a 10/10 villain I can't knock you for pulling lines from that game, he was great
Regular cows do. I think Holstaurus probably produces more from smooth porno jazz, though.
Why is she rubbing up against a cardboard cut out?
Really cannot wait for cheap but really good home 3d printers.
Remind Ms. Smith is Best Girl
Practice for her future husband.
>No black sclera shark girl by KC to put them in their place
>Implying it could
I'm wondering why there are no translations of the novels.
They are out there, all I've got of it is the topless cover.
MGE 1, World Guide 1: Fallen Maidens, and World Guide 2 are setting books that are mostly translated, and can be found on an anon's pastebin and Monster Girl Unlimited.
Someone is in the process of translating Fallen Brides, Monster Girl Diaries 1 & 2, and some Inari novel. That will take a while.
>You will never NTR a human girl with your Monster Girl waifu
>You will never NTR your Monster Girl waifu with a human girl, only for her to be NTRd by your exMonster Girl waifu who gets you back, who then NTRs you with another man, who then NTRs your exMonster Girl waifu with your exhuman girl
Reminder monstergirls and NTR combined will be gotyay.
Vanilla is so yesterday.
i'd rather ntr my human gf into a monstergirl
Would you adopt mouse daughteru despite catgirl waifu wanting to eat here?
I want put my arms under a ghost girl as she floats along with me
Then we can pretend I'm holding her like a princess!
>not becoming the monstergirl
NTR a shit.
>Your adopted mousegirl daughteru will never fight your catgirl petto Tom and Jerry style.
I want to erroneously guess things with a ghost girl.
KC Behemoth when?
KC Leviathan when?
KC Zizz when?
KC Illithid when?
KC Tarrasque when?
KC Phoenix when?
KC Valkyrie when?
KC Shark when?
KC Hydra when?
>you will never curl up besides your paladin waifu after a hard day of monster slaying
Mouse girl is 2kawaii4me
now, when you say monster, do you mean monstergirls or actual monsters, because one of those is OK and one of them is very much not OK
I'd be happy with either.
What's the difference?
One is sexy. Well, sexier...
The difference being slaying one is a job, and the other's mental sickness!
one is killing mindless beasts, the other is destroying happy families?
Some of these are multiple hundred page long novellas.
That kind of stuff simply takes a while if it's not translated by some proffesional company
You saying you find a 10 ton hydra spitting acid at you "sexy"?
Hey, paladins save families from monsters and demons. You live in bizarro world or something?
>Pick a monster from a myth, movie, video game, anime, TRPG, etc. that doesn't have an MGE entry already
>Write a short entry about the monster girl version of that monster
>Hard mode: Post a drawing of her.
Why is MGE so much better than Monmusu
>You saying you find a 10 ton hydra spitting acid at you "sexy"?
There's a fetish for everything anon.
Where does it say that monstergirls can't be paladins?
“Onii-chan would never lose!” you grinned. She still believed in you. Even now with your lip torn and your eye too swollen to see through she still believed in you. You remember now, she was the reason for it. All of it. She was the first person to believe in you when you left the abbey all those weeks ago. She was the reason you had fought and killed those guards who threatened her life. She was the reason you vowed to make sure monster girls would be safe regardless of whom or what hunted them. And she was the reason you were kneeling now before this sad excuse for a god.
You couldn’t help but chuckle as the reality of the situation reached you. Deep inside your chest you felt strange warmth that you couldn’t pinpoint, something that you hadn’t felt before. The poles swung downward and the air crackled with the energy they carried. You weren’t sure how or when but they stopped. The next thing you heard was metal scattering on the floor as the poles shattered into bits. You weren’t tired anymore. You were invigorated by the thought of making sure she would be safe. Of making sure she had an Onii-chan she could be proud of.
You looked up to see his face showing something other than mischief or anger. It was fear, he was afraid of you. From your shoulders sprouted two golden arms that swirled with spirit energy as they held the broken remains of his spears. Underneath you two more of these arms grabbed the bishop’s Demonic hands. You stood up all the while still grappling with the frightened bishop.
“A world that needs to be manipulated by you deserves to come to an end!” Your right arm swung in an upward arch, with enough strength that the air waves it sent off cracked the marble beneath you as it met with the bishop’s chin. Your hand glowed a hot red from the waves of energy pulsating off of it. The bishop’s body soared in an arc away from you. His demonic arms faded away and his aura of energy seemed to disappear
With a speed and grace you didn’t remember having you jumped up to meet his still floating body. Your real arm turned a golden color with inscriptions that you couldn’t read as it cocked itself back and pulsed with pent up energy. In a single strike it pushed forward and crashed into the bishops chest. You saw his face turn to surprise as his mouth coughed blood and his eyes bloated from the pressure of your strike. Then it was over and his body streamed into the marble.
The marble cracked beneath himand he spasmed all the more violently. Now instead of some ethereal being he looked like a pathetic child crying for help as he struggled to regain his breath. You turned away. You were too tired to fight any more. You only wanted to see her smiling face of being proud of her Onii-chan.
You took one step, then another, then one more. Each reminded you that you were severely drained of energy, your arms felt like lead weights dragging you down and your eyes could shut themselves off if you willed it. The blurry vision in front of you looked like Agatha, you hoped it was Agatha.
“Arrogant destructor!” The shadow stretched to meet you as the familiar voice of the bishop rang through the cathedral. You turned to face him reluctantly wishing this was just a dream. You had no such luck as the floating figure stretched out his hands. “I shall erase your very existence!” He screamed in a tone that seemed to reverberate in your head all the while an orb of energy formed in his hands. It did not glow or emanate like demonic energy or spirit energy.
It sucked away the light as it expanded particles of dust and other debris floated upwards as if gravity had suddenly taken a vacation. The only thing that was clear was the expression of outrage on the bishop’s face as the orb grew larger. Stars seemed to shimmer inside the orb, an entire new universe locked within a sphere as it sucked in the form of the bishop. He smiled cruelly while the orb consumed him until there was only the orb itself floating. Then all was silent.
The silence only lasted for a mere second before the orb took a new turn. It shrunk, slowly but surely the orb condensed upon itself while exerting a tremendous gust of wind into the cathedral. You covered your eyes from the pressure and the light but it ended as soon as it began. Now it floated in the air no larger than a toy marble while shining brilliantly. You reached out to touch the object with the tip of your finger. It hummed while floating and you were just a few centimeters from making contact.
“Beautiful isn’t it?” The voice was unmistakable as the orb exploded once more. You were sent flying from the recoil straight into a wall of the church. The orb was no longer an orb, it was an object that seemed to fade and enter into reality in an unreal manner. “This is my power.” From the edge of the new object the bishop rose once more, although now he was neither human nor demon but something else. A creature that approximated the boundary of imagination.
With an inhuman elegance he floated down. His skin was a silver color and his joints slid like an oiled mechanism. His face was human from the eyes up and his pupils glowed red like an ember. From the eyes down his face was a skeleton. His mandible exposed clearly along with his teeth that hung open apathetically. His face showed an emotion that a human wouldn’t understand. His eyes hung barely spread with a red sparkle that spread into the room.
His feet made contact with the now cracked marble and scintillated. Reality seemed to bend around him as the floors turned into a mirror. The strange translucent floor spread the moment he made contact and the previously broken cathedral was transformed into an abyss of light, at the center of which stood the creator.
You stood up from the ground without breath, you didn’t have time to breath before you launched yourself forward with a punch held back to strike the new god. Even as you soared through the air the bishop remained still with only his left arm raised. Even that only required his index finger to be held out toward you. The punch connected as if it had been a slight breeze. The creature did not budge even an inch yet he held you back with only his finger.
“Weak, very weak.” His voice came from everywhere at once though his lips did not move. A light shined from the tip of his hand and a terrible pain coursed through your body before a burst of pressure sent you flying back. Once again you collapsed against the wall with your arms spread out. The pain felt as if your muscles had been torn open and the golden inscriptions on your hand disappeared, you were powerless once more.
“You… shall not defy me.” His voice came from in front of you. Your eyes snapped open in time to see him with his fist ready to strike at you. "It was your destiny to accompany me, now it shall be naught." He stared at you silently while the sound of his arm racing toward you brought you back to reality. You…
1. Custom action
This is a lot closer to Asura's Wrath than I expected. I can't say I'm displeased, I just hope we don't die/dissapate after beating him...
>Left, Down, Up, A, A, Y,
>Button Mash B
Let yourself die because the author has a boner for death and sad stories.
>Activate Unlimited gauge
He's gotten this powerful because of a shitload of demonic energy, right? So I say we counter his demonic energy with Holy energy
>"Chief god give me strength"
>Summon up all the holy energy you have left
>Let the rage flow through you
>Power up: Holy Fervor status achieved!
>They fight over the same human man by seeing who can make him cum the most
>Rule-of-Threes is upheld
Channel the power of a patch 3.0 paladin.
Though personally speaking, I have a bit of a love/hate thing with KCs designs. Not one for the lewd faces, but at the same time I find them fascinating. Only time I've ever had this kind of reaction was with that guy who did Cyborg 009
Time slowdown moment when you think through your life and all the people you've met and the experiences you've had. You touch your neck revealing a cheap ass necklace loli kitsune made for you that wasn't mentioned until now as you hold it in your hand. "Looks like this is it for me.... NOT" as your heart grows 3 times as big and spirit energy bursts through every vein of your body.
>Asking a god that hates monsters for help after we've been roaming around with an undead party (plus a kitsune).
>Life flashes before eyes
>See your adventures with kitsune imouto and all the others.
>See them all cheering you on, telling you to get up
>Summon up energy
>MASSIVE POWER BOOST
>Punch that motherfucker out of existence.
Obtain Agatha power up.
FINAL ULTIMATE LEGENDARY EARTH POWER SUPER MAX JUSTICE FUTURE MIRACLE DREAM BEAUTIFUL GALAXY BIG BANG LITTLE BANG SUNRISE STARLIGHT INFINITE FABULOUS TOTALLY FINAL WONDERFUL ARROW smack FIRE!
Well, we are fighting an extremely powerful madman trying to usurp him. I think helping us beat him would be the best course of action for him. Then again, I would kind of prefer we beat him ourselves now that I think about it.
Unzip dick, cum all over bishop.
He's absorbed so much demonic power that our holy seed will be poison and destroy him!
We got a lightening spear before with the centaur. I don't see why after a few hours it would be any different especially since we are fighting against a guy who wants to kill those very same gods.
Apply yourself anon.
Can we steal his demonic energy without it corrupting us?
Wait, strike that. If we do that, killing him will end just like Asura's Wrath, with us disappearing with him
I say channel energy and receive power up from the rest of our friends. Go berserker-mode on hi ass.
I thought we could use lightning spear because the talisman was enchanted with that spell
Tell him that he sucks because he doesn't have the power of friendship
>he doesn't play dark souls
>Praising a shitty god
New thread battle music
>Beat him with the power of FRIENDSHIP and RAGE.
>Have you praised the Fallen God this hour?
This would be a really nice time for Lich not-girlfriend to come save our ass.
>being a 40kbabby
>Muster power of rage, friendship, and holy energy
>Ascend to godhood
/tg/'s Callahan would be proud.
>worshiping a corpse
The wait is killing me. No rush cyoa, take all the time you need.
i wish that i could be the little spoon to a 7ft tall athletic oni
If only anon, if only.
Why not let her be the little spoon for once.
She'd rub her butt against your crotch in the morning for a quick workout before letting you recover while she went for a morning run.
I wish I could drink until I die with an oni
>Chief god reveals that we are a chosen hero meant to slay the demon lord, but have encountered an even greater threat before our time so he/she grants us a heroic power up.
Well, if anyone still cares, I'll be continuing everyone's favorite lewd duo once CYOA-Anon wraps up his thrilling conclusion.
Just putting it out there to anyone following my Wonderland CYOA. Its going live
I eagerly anticipate it, then.
Anyone have the pastebin link to paladin CYOA?
Holy shit. You're actually going to work on it
Got the next part already written up?
While I wait I'm just doing some random editing and small changes to stuff.
Wait but there is a gap between the pastebin and the story in this thread, now his kitsune imouto is there?
When do we suck off the cat
>If anyone still cares
Don't deprecate yourself like that. There's plenty of us enjoying your work.
You already did
If I keep up at my current pace and don't lose steam, I might have #51 out before I turn in for the night as well. This chapter wont be pushing much further than 4k words anyhow I think.
you keep making these fucking monster girl threads but nobody posts any fucking doujins
fuck your face assholes
Not the image I wanted...
First off we arent allowed to post NSFW on /a/
Second, no one makes monstergirl doujins
Thrid, the ones that are made are posted to death here
That's good to hear.
And what this anon said. No one likes a gloomy Gus.
>First off we arent allowed to post NSFW on /a/
Ooh. Another thing to look forward to.
With hips like that you know she got dat booty!
Thought about trying to make some MM wallpapers, not that I'd use them.
Made me realize I need to redo this Papi one.
A Gloomy Gus is who I am.
Why do you think all my stories revolve around finding love?
Are Necrons monster girls?
Because that's what monster girls are suppose to be about?
Don't lose your way, Bob.
They should be!
We all care, we love finding love even if it does come in stranger than usual shapes. (not a futa fan but the writing got me right in the feels)
You're cutting me deeply, Bob.
You know, I've noticed something about our little following of readers. Most of us are pretty reasonable. Whether or not we like futa or dislike it, our main interest is in the writing itself.
And then there's like two guys who just keep spamming their desire to suck the futa cock or take every opportunity they can to talk about how they dropped the story because of futa.
Would you kindly give a prayer to the fallen lord?
Really? I didn't think I wrote anything like that. My main goal has been to portray them as monstergirls... horny as fuck, but sort of their own person rather than a sex object.
If that makes sense.
Are banshees monster girls?
I'm liking the fact that you put a little personal spin on the appearances of the monster girls you chose, Bob. A little variation is nice. Looking forward to read the next part of the story.
>Meet Deruella as a Paladinfag
>Your mental fortitude amuses her, so she forcefully blasts you with magic
>You wake up in the bedroom of an Echidna, she's coiling around you
>Trying to strain against her, she winds tighter around you before kissing you, slipping something into your mouth that causes your body to light aflame
>She initiates sex, telling you to worship her
>Your mouth begins to move involuntarily, telling her that from her breasts flows the nectar of life, and that her womb is the forge of creation
>That you're body will be offered to her in order to be reforged in the cosmic furnace, to her delight
>Unknowingly, your body is halfway inside of her vagina, American Gods style
>You look up, half dazedly as she presses you in further, a bead of sweat on her forehead
>"I offer you my body, Mother Echidna. May my flesh and soul craft a child anew in your name."
>"Yes, you do, my child."
>Darkness overtakes you, your life going by like a dreamy haze, people are calling you, but you don't know who
>A blinding light is before you, reaching for it, a sweet release of air hits you
>The wails of a newborn Salamander echo through the halls of the Demon Lord's castle
>Deruella leads a thrall to the bed chamber of the Echidna, the pious Father of your Church
>Suckling at Mother Echidna's teat, you cry vehemently when wrenched from her bosom, swaddled in simple cloth as the old man coddles you in his arms, crying softly
>Swearing that he'll raise you as his own, that he'll properly integrate a monster into the Church, for the glory of Deruella and her mother.
>not based off a monster. (A mummy maybe)
>Lack any form of soul or spirit so no demonic energies
Good for clang clang, but not monster girls
You got a problem with people posting their opinions?
Oh yes most definitely. In fact, how are they not some singing form of Ghost girl in the Encyclopedia?
>That one ahobaka lamia godess doujin
I wish you'd use a trip...
Could we not.
I had a dream about that once. It wasn't entirely unpleasant. Disturbing, but not unpleasant.
That's just it, you got them as persons. When a character is a Person people get invested.
There's some potentially unused potential in them ghost girls. The Banshee (long hair w/ a hypnotic voice), the Botan Doro (Zipangu seductress always seen holding a paper lantern)...
What this anon said. We like to get affectionate with fictional characters, after all. So the better defined they are, the easier to like them.
Why? People can easily tell who I am through reply chains.
I put on a name when I post the story bits so folks who don't like the writing can filter it and all the replies.
Otherwise I stay anon. I'm really against having a name/trip on at all times for no reason.
>you got them as persons
>When a character is a Person people get invested
I know what you were trying to say. But the way you said it.
Eh I don't frequent these threads as much but if you do it when you post a story that's cool. I like to keep up with all the cyoas and it's easy with trips.
>Not offering yourself to Mother Echidna
>Not wanting to be the Monster Girl
Talk about dickless.
>Talk about dickless.
Yeah? Wouldn't you be if you were a monstergirl?
I'd rather be the one giving the dick anon. And I sure as hell ain't getting unbirthed by any fucking Echidna.
You had enough wits left to grab the fist racing toward your face. Your hand darted forward and gripped his wrist while your other hand placed itself in front of the previously mentioned fist. You felt even the ligaments in your hand tear to pieces as the fist slowed down. The sheer pressure exerted by his punch was enough to rival any other force you had ever felt. It was a constant explosion that threatened to destroy everything as it approached you and you realized that even with your full strength you could not hope to stop it.
With the last second you tried to redirect the hit toward the side. It partially succeeded as the silver rocket scraped your temple leaving a nasty gash that seemd more like the skidmarks of a wheel rather than the fist of any creature. “Clever. You delay your own death.” His other hand now raised itself and slide forward like a striking viper. You slid downward avoiding the punch just as the wall behind you was shattered into pieces and simultaneously you raised your legs and placed them on what you guessed was his groin.
“My destiny is my own to choose!” You focused once more the remaining spirit energy on your soles and pushed. It felt as though you were trying to move the continents with a rowboat. The resistance was a literal metal wall that refused to budge at your strength.
You grit your teeth and forced once more the energy you could muster. What felt like minutes rolled by as you heard the sound of his feet sliding against the floor. With one last push you pressed down and the sliding of his feet against the translucent floor disappeared entirely, the friction evaporated. You opened your bloodshot eyes in time to see him pushed away and toward the opposite wall.
What if Deruella just ripped your soul out and put it in Echidna's womb? Your body would still be a walking dildo, but you'd effectively be reborn.
“I will grant you five seconds to surrender.” His body floated down and he looked at you with the eyes of a father staring at a petulant child. “I am a merciful god. Come and kneel and you may yet live.” He widened his stance into a comfortable position and waited for you to come.
“I’ll show you kneeling!” You fell to the floor and placed yourself in a running position. Your hamstrings and calf’s bursting with power as they raced forward. With every step the floor beneath you seemed to crumble from the sheer friction, your sight raced before you and afterimages raced behind you. The only thing you knew was real was your fist as you held it in front of you. The sight of the bishop came into focus and time slowed to a halt. Even now he didn’t flinch at the sight of your clenched hand.
The impact might as well have been against an unmovable object. The bishop retained his slovenly closed eyes as the full force of you fist collided with his chest. Wisps of demonic energy and spirit energy lashed out like solar flares from the force that collided against each other. You grit your teeth and dug your feet into the ground. “It’s not over yet!” You couldn’t hear your words so much as sense them. Your fists continued connected to his chest as you pushed harder than last time.
His eyes widened slightly at your effort. For a second a moment of doubt raced in his thoughts before disappearing. You groaned in intense effort as the tendrils of energy raced back toward
unbirthing a shit
and I want to HAVE a monstergirl waifu, not BE the monstergirl waifu
Your hand instead of dissipating. Your blood raced through your veins and the world turned dark as the entirety of your being focused itself on the edge of your fist once more. “I don’t care if you kill everyone… I don’t care if you’re a god!” Your voice sounded thick and cracked from effort as you pushed harder.
“I won’t forgive you… For making my imouto CRY!!” With that it was enough. His eyes widened in fear and his hand raced forward to stop you just a second too late. His feet heaved from the ground and his body hung still in time for just a second. His body seemed as if it were about to be sent flying away. Instead the release of the energy that collected itself between your fist and his chest exploded outwards in his direction.
An inferno of demonic energy and spirit energy raced all at once in his direction. The pure energy transformed into the most basic of all things from the hostile atmosphere that hung between the two of you. It turned into heat and pressure, all of which combined to form what amounted to a miniature nuclear bomb that completely annihilated what stood in its path, in this case the bishop.
The hellstorm sent you reeling as well, the recoil caused your feet to scrape backwards and the friction caused smoke to rise from the ground. His body cracked like glass while his fingers and feet evaporated into dust from the arrant thermal exposure. His face melted on itself leaving a visage of melted steel which dripped over his neck. The heat persisted for minutes even after the impact had ended and by the time you could think straight the only thing left of the bishop was his torso and head which struggled to breath from the detonation that had claimed their strength.
Your steps sounded like temblors against the now fading mirror world. Each step bringing with it a new cracked surface as you wandered toward the burnt crisp of a god. “I-Impossible.” His voice had been reduced to a whisper of incredulity as you placed your hand on his neck and lifted him upward. “This ends now!” You cocked back your arm and simmered the remains of your energy. The msucles shaked with exhaustion even as the bishop cried out.
“How… Can you be so powerful?!” It was his last word before your punch ripped in and out of his chest. The insides were not human as you suspected. Instead a burning hot liquid drained itself out of his body and onto the floor. The red glow of his eyes faded as his mouth hung open in complete despair. “This… Is not my… des-ti-ny…” His whisper turned into a sigh of weariness and jadedness before completely disappearing. All that was left was the metal corpse of the false god.
The mirrors fragmented once more, a thousand reflections looking up at you from all directions as the mortal remains disintegrated into ashes which carried themselves by the wind. “It’s over.” The mirrors shattered. The sunlight entered through the splintered windows of the cathedral, the breeze blew freely once more.
In the portal to the outside Agatha waited with your imouto in hand. Her face turned to you with tears and a hopeful smile. To her side Skelly-chan clapped while still maintaining her apathetic look, and what’s more Marcella also stood with a simple smile that showed no other emotions.
Your sister ran forward out of Agatha’s embrace with a smile wide enough to replace the sun as tears gleamed like stars. “Onii-chan!!!” You fell to your knees as the last of your energy abandoned you entirely. There was nothing left in you, even your muscles had torn themselves from side to side. Your sight turned into complete darkness and you were asleep before you even hit the floor.
And that's that. I guess. For now anyway. Epilogue in a while.
If I had any memory of it I'd fucking kill myself, but not before I killed everyone involved.
But if not then I guess I'd have no choice either way then huh? This entire premise is fucked anon get your bad end shit outta this thread.
What a story, Anon. What a story.
>Golems/Gynoids are not monsters
>Implying their energy source couldn't be daemonic energy
I am excite.
Think it might be your best story yet, and it didn't even have smut so bonus points.
I would've liked some cliche friendship power or flashbacks for the final fight but this was fine too.
I'd rather you would use a name or trip so I could just filter you.
It was good. Thanks cyoa, I'm looking forward to the epilogue.
>Why? Because a robot with a near-human thinking ability that CAN'T love is far scarier than one who can.
I never thought about it that way...
Yeah but Golems are still largely magical as well as mechanical
Necrons are pointed out to have 0 impact on the settings supernatural realms. They are neither demonic nor are they in any form spiritual beings.
They used to be with Nightbringer.
Then Matt Ward happened.
That was very enlightening
It's no different than a sociopath vs a normal person really. A sociopath is scary because they cannot empathize, a robot without the ability to love or reason would be the same.
That shit gives me a story idea but i'm too fucking scared to go the non-smut route
Wait... what poles?
Well, if CYOA-Anon is done for a while... I'll slip in.
>Previously on Adventures with Manticore and Cheshire Cat Truckers : http://pastebin.com/AnaWRuje
On one hand you want to just forget about your parents, and on the other they had been part of your life for all those years. Can you really just forget them and move on? You wonder why they’ve never attempted to call you, but then again you’ve never tried to call them. However, your phone still works. Did they simply forget to remove you from their plan, or is it their way of telling you to call them?
Heavily conflicted, you think about asking Savannah and Clare for advice. You’d rather not involve them in your personal issues, but then again, don’t friends help each other out? And, in a manner of speaking, they’ve already become deeply ingrained in your life. So, may as well ask, right? You’d rather not talk about it in the truck though, so you wait until the three of you go somewhere to eat.
At the table, you decide now is the time, and ask them what they think you should do regarding your parents.
“Why would ya want controllin’ people like that back in yer life,” Savannah asks, raising an eyebrow.
You explain that they are still your parents, and family should be important… you think.
“Hmm, I don’t know. I guess, yeah. But…” Clare trails off, tilting her head in thought.
Well, what about their relationships with their parents, you ask, thinking that hearing their stories might help you decide.
Savannah looks over at Clare, then to you.
“Ain’t much to say, really. I wound up leavin’ home of my own will at a young age…” Savannah looks down at her drink, absentmindedly stirring it with her straw.
>continued next post
you'd need to read the previous segment to understand it but basically imagine the guy in the pic trying to strike you with those poles overhead.
Okay i'm out now.
Have a good day fellow anons.
“I was young n’ hardheaded, so ‘course I was never wrong. Decided I’d had enough of their rules and shit. Went out on my own, lived with a guy, and jus’... carried on. I regret it sometimes… but ya gotta believe what ya did was the right choice, else you’ll always be regrettin’ this or that.” She returns her gaze to you, but the tone of her voice is soft.
“I’d be willin’ ta drive ya out to yer family’s house if ya want,” she says with a weak smile.
You thank Savannah for the offer, then ask Clare. The cat shrugs lightly at you.
“Not much to say, outside of my… physical differences, I had a normal life. Though my mother and father were always busy to provide for us, so I had to raise myself and my sisters through much of it.”
“Nyaa haha, yeah, I have two younger sisters that are in college right now. They’re good kids, really.” Her smile suddenly turns into a lewd one as she focuses more intently on you. “Perhaps we could visit them sometime,” she says in a low tone, adding a wink at the end.
Huh. You ask jokingly if they’d actually be into that… or if they share Clare’s unique parts.
“Oh, no, they’re all woman. And, yes, they would~”
You wonder if you could survive a night with three cheshire cats. Maybe in the future you’ll have to take her up on that offer…
“And,” Clare continues, “That’s kind of how I met Savannah. We lived in the same neighborhood, and so when the three of us kittens would be running around she’d sometimes watch over us when our parents weren’t around.”
Glancing over at Savannah, Clare gives her a little shove with her shoulder. “So, in some ways we’re kind of like sisters, too.” Savannah looks over at Clare, smiling and scratching at her cheek.
>continued next post
Wait, there are actually H-manga of the series aside from MGE?
“Ah, it was the least I could do,” Savannah says with a chuckle. “Ya’ll were cute kids.”
“So,” Clare continues, turning back to you, “I don’t really know what to say about your situation. I guess just do whatever you think is correct… I’ll support you either way~”
Well, you really haven’t received anything conclusive from them, but you know they’ll support you. That in itself means quite a bit. You can’t ever really remember the last time someone say that. And after all they’ve done for you… it makes you wonder what you’ve done to deserve such kindness.
While drifting about in your thoughts about parents, you remember something; isn’t Savannah a mother? You recall her saying that her daughter had run off when you first met, but she hasn’t mentioned her since - not even her name. While you have the two of them like this, perhaps you could ask more about their pasts. They seem more than willing to talk.
>>What do you say/do?
>Encounter Succubus on your first day of traveling, but drive her off handily
>The next day, Succubus returns, but instead of attacking she introduces a Centaur to you
>The next day, the same happens, but with a Lamia instead
>The next day, a Lizardgirl
>The next day, a Holstaurus
>And so forth
>Before you know it your camp is teeming with monstergirls
>There's an Elf and a Dark Elf scissoring, and a Tanuki selling ingredients to an Apophis, and an Ifrit and a Sylph mudwrestling with the help of a Gnome and Undine
>Need to chant nonstop to protect yourself from the waves of demonic lust washing over you constantly
>Throat starts to hurt
>Succubus emerges from your tent with a glass of water
>you will never find a copy of that one rare joe meek record you're looking for
No, those are books not manga and they contain short stories from the setting. I do know that Fallen Brides is being translated currently.
>Ask Savannah about her daughter
>Why did she run off?
>Does she miss her?
urge them to violently mate with you
There's always other stuff besides truckercore.
I think everyone knows that feel, anon.
>TFW kind of scared to attempt this, since everybody expects smut from an MG story unless its CYOA-Anon's Agatha story
There have been plenty of stories with no smut.
Call and let the folks know you're alive, that you've found friends that are helping you get a job. Say that if they ever need to contact you that you'd be willing to listen but you may not agree with what they have to say. Thank them for raising you to the point where you could become your own person.
>glass of water
>somehow that's a checkmate
>everybody expects smut from an MG story
No we don't. We expect smut OR feels. Give us one or the other and you're golden. I guess you could also try just entertaining us too.
>Spiral into depression
>Get hooked into /x/ stuff
>Summon the devil and pay him your soul to move to MGE universe
>get hyped because monster girls
>they all ignore you because you have no spirit energy since you sold your soul
>get angry and become an inquisitor
So why do ALL your cheshire cats have dicks exactly? It's your setting so whatever, I'm just confused as to why it's universal
>Need to chant nonstop
Your throat is parched from the non-stop chanting to prevent yourself from getting turned into a walking dildo, is what they probably meant.
"Checkmate" as in the only way to get a reprieve is accept it from the succubutt.
because female hyenas have pseudo-penises and because joe meek said so
>Oh, no, they’re all woman
This but don't press this issue. If she doesn't want to talk about it then we'll just move on.
As for our parents, write them a note letting them know how you've been and how to get a hold of you should they decide to.
We can ask Savannah about this stuff. For Clare
>When did she decide to join Savannah in being a trucker?
>Savannah left because she wanted to, but did Clare leave behind any attachments?
What made you think that?
They don't, read closely
Her sisters are all woman, meaning no futa
meant to quote
This >>101711968 first, but don't pry. Afterwards, maybe a bit of this >>101712139.
don't most monster girls not need spirit energy
What confused me is that I didn't really catch before seeing the bishop and getting in a fight with him.
I saw the votes to cast fist; so to speak. Adam Jensen would be proud.
These look good
The last one, we can just send a text message to their phones.
Nigga, just walk the fuck away from them, shit. Ain't no reason to stay around all dem corrupting bitches and if they try to stop you that could be considered self-defense (since they would be trying to turn you into a cum dispenser).
Ah Just read it wrong my bad.
So why does clare have one, then
And why am I asking questions that I know will start shit?
>>101712337 Here, let's ask stuff like >>101712293 said too.
Ask about mysterious kid and call parents. Try to sort things out with them.
I think they all need it, but some need it specifically to turn it into demon energy, I'm not sure though I haven't read the books
How would you handle this situation?
I get eaten by a Grue
>Ask Savannah about her daughter without being too nosy
Looking back at the beginning of the story it didn't seem like it was a sensitive topic.
>Ask Clare how she got into trucking.
A bit simplistic but doesn't seem like there is too much else to do right now unless fightclub decided to break out between Clare and a waitress for no predetermined reason..
I get eaten out by a grue
So I'm alright with the questions we're gonna ask, but I don't think there's any need for us to call the MC's parents. It'd be best to just leave a message for them like what
said. Be respectful, but distant enough for them to understand that kicking us out the way they did? Yeah.
>Extremely shy, stays in the dark so people can;t see her.
>implying she wouldn't rape a waitress, then ask you to fuck her while she fucks the waitress
You're getting really good at writing scenery and stories... CYAOanon?
Keep up the work!
>Be paladin innadungeon
>On last torch
>Start removing clothing to use as fuel
>Leave armor behind to try to escape more quickly
>Make a wrong turn
>Torch goes out
>Panic as you feel soft lips wrap around your holy symbol
Heh holy symbol, you meant dick didn't ya?
That's the joke, yes.
I just noticed that we know everyone's name except the loli kitsune... and are you gonna update your pastebin?
that was something that I always wondered when it would come to bite me in the but. we just spent over a week in this world and not once did we name our little sister, who is arguably the most important character.
Every living being in the MGE needs spirit energy. All monsters convert it into demon energy.
Every living being can obtain spirit energy from food, water or sleeping, however, the more magically inclined of monsters (such as the demons) only gain small amounts of it through this method. Spirit energy obtained through preying on humans then becomes their preferred diet.
It's also the most efficient way for monsters to refill the portion of demon/magic energy dedicated toward spellcasting.
Other monsters don't gravitate toward a diet of a man's energy until they have a taste of it. These prey upon men primarily to sate their inhuman lust and instincts.
You would probably be treated as a sex slave; There's a smaller likelihood of producing children and no spirit energy to feed off of.
Or you become a cock-obsessed cumguzzling Alp. That's preferred.
Cyoa-Anon is the correct spelling but it might as well be caco-anon in any case. Anyway I just updated it and soon I'll post the epilogue, it's quite a bit long.
Even humans get their spirit energy in different ways.
Women get it through the air (which is part of why the get corrupted just by entering a demon realm)
And men produce it naturally, hence why the monster take guys as husbands.
More like she'd trap your penis in-between her glutes and use their strength to nearly crush your luckily flaccid flesh to hardness. Or maybe you have morning wood...
Would you kindly kill the sun of a bitch?
I eagerly await to see if you kept the story smutless or broke in the final stretch
>Be a male-prostitute.
>Whore yourself out to monster-girls for money.
>Develop friendships all around.
>Be an absolute bro matchmaker.
>Make oddles of money.
And whenever your friends get antsy you can always say "i've fucked your waifu."
>And whenever your friends get antsy you can always say "i've fucked your waifu."
So... you want to make them more antsy? Or something?
>"nah bro i'm just joking I banged your motherin-law.
That has some probable worse connotations.
>Your friends start to dislike you because they fear for their Waifus
>Their Waifus Despise you because they fear that your going to turn their husbands gay
>being a gigolo is suffering in the MG world.
By "connotations" I meant that the other guys' waifus would have been your illegitimate children.
Monster can convert semen they get into spirit energy instead of getting pregnant right?
>Are banshees monster girls?
They sure are!
I don't even know what they can do with spirit energy anymore. Lets say yeah, why not.
It's actually fairly difficult for MGs to get difficult because they Spirit energy doubles as food for them. It becomes a game of chance hoping that they don't convert it all into energy
>It's actually fairly difficult for MGs to get difficult because
Anon, go to bed.
Oh god, I can hear the screaming. Make it stop, please god make it stop.
can somebody draw a Medusa with lamias for hair instead of snakes
I'd fuck it
Wow, I really need to pay better attention when I type.
My game of chance you mean that all you have to do is pump copious amounts of semen into them in as short a period of time as possible.
Filling them to bursting point certainly would put the odds in your favor.
Obligatory best friends.
this shit is taking longer to write these days
You’re kind of curious about Savannah’s daughter. After a little hesitation, you finally manage to ask about her, though you don’t make mention of her leaving and what not.
Savannah gives you a long, hard stare, but she doesn’t seem upset. More like she’s deciding if it’s something she wants to think about.
“Why do ya want to know?”
You answer that it’s because you think of her as a friend, and would like to know more about who she is; where she came from. That sort of thing.
She looks down at the table, holding her drink in one paw and propping her head up with the other. A waitress comes by to take your food order however, giving pause to your discussion. Savannah’s face lights up in a false smile as she talks with the waitress, then returns to her pensive expression when the waitress leaves.
Nothing is said for a long, awkward while. You attempt to speak something, but notice Clare shakes her head slightly while looking at you. She’d know best how to handle this situation, you figure.
Finally, Savannah leans back and tussles her hair.
“My daughter’s name is Andrea, though everyone jus’ calls her Andy. She was one helluva spitfire; took a bit too much after me,” a little wistful smile appearing. “We fought endlessly about everything - even when she was a tot.” Pausing briefly, she leans forward and rests her chin on a paw. “Too smart fer her own good, too. Did far better n’ school than I did, that’s fer sure. But I didn’t know how ta handle her…”
Savannah lets out a sigh, then closes her eyes and scratches the back of her head.
“So I wound up doin’ nothin’. I was too young and stupid m’self, so I let her run free. And run free she did. After one bad fight about some tomfool thing or other, she said she was leaving for good. ‘Course I didn’t believe her; since she said that many times before…”
Sit down, traveler and let me tell you a tale.
Do you not know who I am?
Well, in ages past, I was one of the greatest Slayers that had ever graced this land. Specialized in hunting dragons you see. Black or red, elder or primordial, I slayed them all. Not wantonly as you might suspect but honorably, in single pitched combat. I could leap over entire mountains and slay the winged beasts just as easily as you could throw a stone over a barn. My greatsword could rend wing and scale, shatter bone and cause tremors when it struck. My armor was specially forged by the legendary monks of Eastern Hills, made to withstand any flame or poison; you should have seen me in my prime.
They sung about my feats and deeds, children wanted to be me, women adored me. Kings would hold feasts in my honor. I was the best there ever was, and probably ever will be. Most youngsters these days quake in fear at the mention of a manticore or a hell, even a slime girl. I feared nothing; no fire breather, no winged death, no manner of fearsome beast could best me.
So then, traveler, let me tell you a tale.
A tale of how I was defeated by a loli dragon monster girl.
Savannah said, growing quiet towards the end. She stops speaking, but you know the rest of what she wanted to say.
“Yeah, I miss her. She sends an e-mail every now ‘n then to let me know she’s still alive somewhere. Never responds to anything I send though. That’s how I know she’s with some fella. No matter how… how many times I say I’m sorry she never responds.”
Savannah is looking rather somber now, her head sagging; her eyes fixed on the table.
Clare is looking rather uneasy; you’ve figured out by now she doesn’t deal well with this sort of atmosphere. Attempting to change the topic, you ask Clare about becoming a trucker and if she left anything behind.
“Hmmm, I think I told you when we first met, but I elected to go along with Savannah because I had nothing.” Her voice takes on an odd lilting tone. “Once I graduated from college myself, I didn’t really have anything lined up. Kind of like you, I just went because I had nothing better to do. So when Savannah told me her plan and wanted me to join up, I was thrilled!” Clare looks up, smiling happily. “I got my license pretty quick so we could share driving duties. Technically Savannah here is paid everything, then she gives me my cut.”
Hearing her name spoken so many times, Savannah pulls herself out of her gloomy mood and glances at the cat.
“Took ya forever to learn the practical aspects of drivin’ though,” she says, then turns to you. “Unlike you; you’re pickin’ it up mighty quick.
“Details, details,” Clare complains, waving her paw in the air. “I still talk with my folks every now and - my sisters too. Though… until you came along I’d never found a man who was willing to be with me, so that’s why I’ve been unattached.”
>this shit is taking longer to write these days
Just means you've raised your own standard for what you write.
You’re kind of surprised, really. You’d assumed Clare would be the one with baggage. Well, she did seem distraught when she revealed herself to you, so who knows. Perhaps you’ve helped her move past that.
Well, you ask her what she has a degree in.
“Ehh… one of those things people who have no real plan get. You know, English, Journalism, that sort of thing.”
For some reason that stings a little.
“You know, rather than visiting your parents… why don’t you just call them?
How did you never think of that until now? Dumbfounded, you tell Clare that’s a good idea. Her response is a laugh; even Savannah smirks and tries to hide her face.
A bit of a red warmth rising to your cheeks, you phone your parents. After several rings, you’re kind of glad it goes to voicemail. You leave a short message saying you’re still alive, and that you have a good job lead, but don’t want to go into detail. You also say you’ve found two people who have been very nice to you, and that maybe you hope to introduce them one day. Then you hang up, your short message over.
“Ho ho, introduce us huh? Aren’t we bold?” Clare gives a haughty tone, but her amused expression belies her true feelings. You expect Savannah to say something as well, but she’s just looking at you wordlessly. Her expression clouded, you can’t really gauge what she’s thinking about.
The following day, the three of you arrive at the resort Savannah booked. It’s an all-inclusive, according to the manticore.
“I do not want to be inside this truck, at all, for the entire time we’re here,” Savannah declares, her tail and wings spreading to their full length as you all stand outside the truck. Loaded up with bags, you’ve nearly emptied the vehicle of everything inside.
you guys dun goofed now, congrats.
Walking towards the entrance, you begin to develop an uneasy feeling about this place. Clare seems to be absolutely thrilled, going on about how it’s going to be the best time ever. Savannah, too, seems to be in high spirits. You never asked them what exactly this place was. You figured a resort was a resort, right?
Looking the place over, you realize there aren’t many windows. In addition, even the area you figure to have the pools and such is indoors. There’s not a single ‘outdoor’ or visible feature here.
>>What could possibly be going on here?
And yes, this means you guys can decide what kind of resort this is along with what's going inside
I meant the posting between bobanon and loli dragon tale.
It was 4 seconds apart stop being a dick
I honestly have no idea what this could be.
But for the love of me I want it to be a week long baseball camp
Ideas, ideas....spa resorts? I've never went to one myself, though, so I wouldn't know how enjoyable it'd be.
Do our suggestions have to be grounded in reality? Or could we come up with whatever ideas would fit inside a world with monster girls? IMPLICATIONS
He's just posting some writefaggorty, I think.
>Elf and a Dark Elf scissoring
Interracial elf yuri is my fetish.
Wild reality. Let your imagination run free, young anon.
I-I-I'm not sure that's a good idea, Bob.....things could get really.....magical realm-y.....
Just suggest something that fits within the context of the world thus far.
I never knew ahobaka did a spider girl femdom work. Not bad
so far the only remotely out of normal thing we have seen is Claire teleporting and Savannah's poison sting.
Monster Girl Pokemon battles
It crossed my mind earlier, and I'm curious how a Cheshire would fight with their shenaniganry abilities.
So I'm going to suggest a martial arts (of all kinds) resort.
And a Manticore getting to hurt people in a position they can't complain about seems like a nice way for one to wind down from the problems in life. Obviously the other people at the resort have picked the wrong week to be alive.
That and I want to bully you for having mentioned you are weak with action a while ago.
What's your favorite monster girl's drink of choice?
Barring semen, of course.
I remember, in was a warm sunny day.
I had just finished slaying Malephar, a dreaded copper drake that had plagued a particular kingdom for some months now. Of course, the humans there had brought the wrath of the dragon upon themselves by encroaching on its territory, but then again, it is my duty to slay any hostile dragons when it is called for. I was busy washing the gore off my blade when I received a missive from a group of villagers far to the west. They called for help against a young green drake that had been become a nuisance to their village.
Naturually, I paid no heed towards it. That was a quest for aspiring heroes and lesser dragon slayers trying to make a name for themselves. Such a task was beneath me.
But the letters still came, for weeks and weeks they still came, and they always seemed to find me. I had tried to refer it towards my fellow dragon slayers, but they too believed the task beneath them. Strangely, the letters always seemed to ask for me personally.
Finally, in order to stop the ceaseless flow of letters and requests, I begrudgingly decided to accept this casual quest.
Yeah.....I'm just gonna go ahead and immediately veto this.
Since you all can't seem to think of anything hilarious:
High class society resort. Savannah stops being Reba and goes full on southern belle. "Well I never" and "Do declares" everywhere. Clare becomes Cheryl Tunt.
Whatever her husband likes.
Fluffy tails school of meditation.
Make it so.
I like this.
Sports resort? Romantic resort? Luxury resort? Spa resort?
Honestly, I can't think of any kind of resort that would specifically be made for monster girls that isn't sex-related. And they can get that on their own already.
this sounds reasonable
Eh. Unless a reasonable and serious idea comes up, I'll just give my vote to it being a spa.
How about a combination sports-spa resort? Get vigorous, then relax afterward?
>Implying they aren't already here
The Ultimaker 2 is one of the best pieces of hardware to come out in years.
Wonder if she'd be averse to milk straight from her own teet.
Kinda surprised nobody said this one yet: Nudist resort.
Well, those are usually related to beaches right? And it seems like this is an indoor resort without any pools.
oh.... this. this so much.
All of the scenes were way too short, I couldn't get off before it switched to a different girl
I thought that was a bunch of bananas from the thumbnail.
I'm incredibly disappointed.
What would you even do at a nudist resort?
Is an actually viable idea, Bob?
I can't find the last thread. Can someone give me a link?
Does anyone have an image with the spider girl?
Google search gave me this. I'm curious what the other girls are.
Here you go.
She only had that sample page
Go to the ahobaka link up a little if you want to fap to spidergirl
Cyoa-anon here, I was juggling between the idea of doing the short book wyrm story we were talking about yesterday or continuing imoutobus which was on a long vacation because of paladin quest. Which would you guys rather read?
Anything can happen in Monstergirl Country.
Don't forget to detail things they could do there.
Imoutobus would be nice.
i say the wurm story. wurm is what you meant right.
I've waited a long while for the omu and imoutobutt but I can wait a little longer..
I feel most people gonna vote for the wurm
Yes, they do it by default. The spirit energy is usually just absorbed and eaten. It's actually an issue for monsters, as being a mother is one of their greatest desires once they finally claim a mate, yet the entire system balances out their ability to bear a child with their extremely long lifespans.
Many of them have sessions that go on for a day or longer (up to weeks at a time in several cases); use elixirs, magical enhancements. or transformation spells on both themselves and their husband; or wander into the depths of the tentacle forest, should they be close to it, in the hopes of being pumped with enough spirit energy that they eventually become pregnant.
But nice art I guess.
I would like the wurm story personally, but I also like Imoutobus too.
Huh. Well, let me rattle of some ideas, from least lewd to the lewdest.
>Tanning lounge, for some delicious brown skin
>Art hall where people pose nude to be drawn
>Bed rooms with glass walls where monster girls can show off how they have sex with their partners to spectators
>Bed rooms with glass walls where monster girls can show off how they have sex with their partners to spectators
>Spectators hold up numbers based on their performance
>or wander into the depths of the tentacle forest
Wait what is this, I haven't heard of it before and how does it help with spirit energy production?
Wouldn't Clare be uncomfortable as hell with a place like that though?
My mind might have made up the bit about spirit energy production.
>4. The Forest of Tentacles
>A devilish forest crawling with ominous vine-shaped “tentacle plants” that exists on the outskirts of the demon realm. When they spot a female, regardless of her race, the tentacle plants of this forest will coil around her body, bind her in place, tease her, and penetrate every single orifice in order to suck out demonic energy. Since the tentacles know that a monster's demonic energy improves in taste and quality after she obtains spirit energy, if a monster brings her husband to visit, they'll coil around her and shower her with sticky juice that includes an aphrodisiac compound that makes monsters terribly aroused, then coil around her thighs and force her legs wide open, and face her in the man's direction, as if inviting him to hurry up and penetrate. Since the plants in the outskirts of the forest are comparatively docile, and disposed towards aiding them by making sex with their husband more exciting, many monsters bring their husbands with them when they visit to play. They enjoy the pleasure that using tentacles during sex with their husbands brings. But when a human woman who lacks the proper resistance enters the forest, the plants just keep totally violating her. She'll probably end up being transformed into a succubus or roper with nothing but thoughts of pleasure in her head by the time she emerges. Also the deeper into the forest one goes, the more ferocious the tentacles become. It is so extreme in the deepest parts that even a monster would hesitate to go there.
May as well mention that the Sabbath has developed spells and potions that temporarily turns the target into these kind of plants. Yes, monsters use it on men.
>Every four years they hold monstergirl olympics
>The most sexually talented monstergirls have sex with their husbands for the world to see
full spa resort sounds good.
Clare has always been an exhibitionist and she can apparently turn invisible, so I wouldn't think it would have been that hard for her to hide herself.
>May as well mention that the Sabbath has developed spells and potions that temporarily turns the target into these kind of plants. Yes, monsters use it on men.
Oh god yes.
Hm.....the idea is becoming more and more appealing to me.
Might as well thrown in a spa too. There's always a spa somewhere.
imoutobus would be cool. When are you going to finish the epilogue though?
> "It looks like they're going to attempt the shining spear-crouching scorpion.
> "A very difficult position, but could be worth it if they pull it off."
> "Absolute silence in the arena."
> "Kya~ <3"
> "And they've done it! Let's see how the judges score them!"
9.5 execution, 8.4 semen consistency 9 technique
>bind her in place, tease her, and penetrate every single orifice in order to suck out demonic energy.
I wouldn't want to be brought there, the only thing that penetrates her should be me.
Couldn't the order use this forest to suck out DE of freshly corrupted people to prevent them from turning and then pull them out when it just turns to rape?
>special classes where they teach advanced sex positions
I'd be up for it.
As if I needed more reason to hate the Sabbath.
That medicine would make me feel like shit, as if I wasn't enough and she needed more.
>Monstergirls turn their husbands into mindless tentacles.
You're only backing up the paladins more!
>Able to be turn into a tentacle monster or shadow clones to pleasure waifu better
Well, I don't see the problem with thi
>At the cost of becoming a mindless beast
Damnit, KC. There's more to sex than thrusting and ejaculation.
As if I needed more reason to love the Sabbath.
>Valentines Day is same day as Full Moon
It is the unholy horny monster girl holiday.
>Damnit, KC. There's more to sex than thrusting and ejaculation.
He does acknowledge that, but not every monster is going to be that way.
>You will never be a paladin with many tentacles with which to smite even more evil
Since the vote is close and I didn't really say clearly which one I wanted
You are disgusting filth and you have my pity.
Don't turn this into centipede and imoutobus
They've taken a wrong turn and have ended up police academy; MC-kun becomes the Judge.
Clare has a hidden propensity towards foley and other sound effects.
Savannah's Savannah and a loose cannon Rambo cop who needs to surrender their badge and gun all the time.
Then Zombies attack and they have to hide in a shopping mall and Clare gets surprise baby'd. How many movie references was that?
Something strange is happening, my account has been logged out and it says it can't send an activation code to my email. I would say I've been hacked but that's probably not true. In any case maybe some spam detection erased my account.
Has any other pastebin user have this happen to them?
I can go onto your pastebins just fine, reading your skeleton one right now. Did you need a link to your pastebin?
No it's not that, I can't log in. If this continues I might have to create a new account.
but there's been no futa
Are you new?
Oh, I'm not sure then. You don't remember your password or something? I don't see anything about having problems logging into pastebin
Well fuck it I'm going to sleep and trying again tomorrow. If this keeps up I'll just make a new account because this shit isn't worth getting pissed off over.
I suppose I should have said "But there's been no futa tonight."
Also, fun fact, the artist that did >>101715240
also draws futa and healthy girls.
Miia is best girl and is going to win the Darling.
That is all.
N-n-night senpai, you did well today.
So guys whens there gonna be a monstergirl about this
Also I'm going to marry TL and there's nothing you can do about it.
Right is Kurata, middle is Itami, left is the one dude who always gets stuck with the princess chicks
/k/ pls stay
Okay, this has been bugging me for a while. Is this pic from something, or is it a standalone?
Stand alone from an artist who does some MG stuff.
Like this picture, that I'm still attempting to decipher.
>Tfw you will never go to Disney World with your MG waifu
>Tfw you will never see her in a Mickey Mouse hat
>Tfw she will never hold on to you with her face buried in your chest because the Haunted Mansion scares her
>Tfw you will never enjoy the late night parade holding hands
>Tfw you two will never whistle zippity-doo-dah on your way out
Needs more nonexistent daughteru.
Thanks. That puts me at ease.
>TFW You will never watch Kamen Rider W with your monster daughteru
>TFW You'll never watch her develop a crush on Philip
TFW you'll never comfort her as she bawls her eyes out over his death
you'll never smile gently as she cries tears of joy the very next episode
>Tfw you will never see your MG daughteru's face when she realizes where we're going
>Tfw you will never see her hug Goofy
>Tfw you will never see her attempt to eat a massive turkey leg
>Tfw you will never see her wear a princess tiara
>Tfw you will never sing with her "YOHO YOHO A PIRATE'S LIFE FOR ME" after the Pirates of the Caribbean ride
>Tfw you will never hug her simply for making the time at the park that much more wonderful
>Tfw you will never carry your sleepy daughteru on your shoulders
is kamen rider watchable?
I remember watching Power Rangers as a kid, it was silly but fine for kids,
Isn't Kamen Rider the same thing?
D is worst girl.
Not nearly. In Kamen rider W someone gets shot dead before you're even 30 seconds in. Gaim was written by Urobutcher. Let's not even get started with how bleak Ryuki is. Even in more light hearted series like Fourze things can get pretty fucking dark for a kids show.
by the way, if you want to get started I suggest W. Get your subs from W-time, they're much more watchable than TV-Nihon.
Except all the actors turn into wash ups or go into porn. No exception.
That's just power rangers without the suicide and MMA shitstomping.
While Cecaelia law enforcement would be strong I doubt they have the necessary strength to smite evil with each tentacle.
The spa resort sounds like a good idea, and the 'clothing optional' bit for kicks. And make the entire staff monsters because why not?
It remains to be seen if she's worse than Doppel
But that note isn't a point in her favor
How incredibly prophetic.
>>Tfw you will never carry your sleepy daughteru on your shoulders
I really want to do this
>Tfw you will never reach the hotel room and put her in her bed
>tfw you'll never realize how tired you are getting on in your age and slip into her bed as well
>tfw you'll never have her naturally cuddle against you while she sleeps since she senses you nearby
>Tfw you will never hear her whisper "I love you daddy" as she drifts off to sleep...
That last line was disgustingly cute.
Inb4 SUFFERING end.
Well, seeing as it is Saturday.
No better time to crawl around an MG thread than at 4 in the morning.
>you wake up
I feel like the daughteru lovers come out during the nighttime. I don't see much of it in the afternoon, but when it gets dark I start to see the posts crop up
No idea. I hardly pay attention to the threads anymore.
You know, it's funny that you mention that, because someone in last night's thread noticed a connection between late night threads and the futa lovers too. Is there a connection there, I wonder?
Oh yes. The more irate members of our thread come out at about....5 hours from now? Around that time, anyway.
You mean hater? I just tend to notice the same posts/images/persons lately at night.
I was thinking of how to do one, something around the reason I didn't mentioned the mother but I lack the skills to create more greentext
Purple Miia isn't too bad either.
God damn I would take that bitch out to a nice movie before taking her back to my place to feed her a lovely home cooked meal.
I hate these monstergirls just because of the people who post this shit every thread.
>you will never feel the reassuring weight of miia's tail coiled around you as you begin to wake letting you know that she's real and yours
Now the hair is too outlandish.
Fuck, so how many healing writing dat Gaim has?
Everyone already dead?
That's actually pretty nice.
My favorite combination. I would wreck her. I would devastate her. I would break her. God damn.
Hound playing with everyone's libido once again.
That's pretty awesome.
Well make sure you pick up some duct tape before you do then.
Y'know, being a bit of a writer myself I browse through these monster girl threads wanting to write something, but never actually do it.
Meh, I'll probably write some shitty stupidly adorable love crap tomorrow
We need more daughters, Anon. Always.
I can smell the procrastination from here.
Can it be about an onee-chan?
That's fucking ace mate, keep up the good work colouring.
Pt2 to the Frankie/Anon-Dad story, ft. Frankie's daughteru with POV shifted to her husband?
maybe with as much suffering, maybe with less, who knows?
I don't want to wake up to something sad again...
There's a super-sekrit tentacle tree at the center of the tentacle forest called the Kodokara Houju, and the lube it uses to tentacle-rape MGs basically guarantees pregnancy.
So "Journey To The Center Of The Tentacle Forest" is like a quest that lots of married human-monster couples go on in an effort to get pregnant.
>Couldn't the order use this forest to suck out DE of freshly corrupted people
The problem with that is that the tentacle forest is in the middle of the Royal Demon Realm, so you're going to absorb more DE from the air just by making the trip than the plants would suck out of you.
>A shower. A shower? God, whys it so fucking hard to focus in the morn-no, you brush your teeth after your shower, what are you even doing? Jesus! It's way too early for you, fuck.
>You manage to strip and step over the tub's edge, only slamming one of your shins into the edge today, cursing and choking back your bitch tears you turn on the water.
>After screaming, like a bitch once again, you turn off the freezing cold water and turn the hot on. At least you're a little more awake.
>Haha, you dropped the soa-
>After rocking in the foetal position for a solid 5 minutes, clutching your head, hating your life, hating showers, hating the world, hating everything, and figuring out some way to get rid of your snotty nose in the shower and checking the massive bruise on your forehead isn't pissing blood, you sit up and take stock of all the failures that have lead you to this point in life.
>Sitting there, letting the warm water cascading down upon you to wash away some of the accumulated grime and misery you notice it.
>It? What's it? What? It sounds like... Giggling?
>Silence. Just the showe-OH JESUS. YOU'RE GOING TO GET PSYCHO'D! ANY SECOND NOW NORMAN BATES' GUNNA BE COMING IN HERE WITH A KNIFE! FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!
"NORM! I DON'T CARE IF YOU WEAR WOMEN'S CLOTHES! I THINK YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH YOUR MOTHER IS BOTH SWEET AND TOTALLY HEALTHY!"
>Silence again, if anything the water sounds even louder. That is until uncontrollable laughter echoes around your shitty little bathroom, the water coming down harder with each guffaw.
"W-Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat the fuck?!"
>The laughing voice manages to calm itself for a second; each deep gulping intake of breath met with the cessation of your shower.
"I'm so sorry, oh, you were just too amusing! You watch too many movies! Oh I'm going to lose it again!"
>And lose it the voice did, the water in the tub almost at the bottom of your calves. You're a little over being laughed at by this point.
"Who the fuck are you mate?! What are you doing, scaring innocentish people in their showers, where exactly do you get off, eh?"
"Swearing at a lady? How uncouth."
>L-Lady? What? Now that... she(provisional?) mentions it, she(provisional)'s got a nice lilt to her(pro-lets just assume she's a she.) voice. A bit sing song, definitely mocking, actually, maybe that's too harsh a way to put it. Teasing?
"Who, or what, are you then... Miss?"
"Who or what? How rude! Go look out your window, you'll figure it out then."
STRAYA, CUNT! SICK YA PET WALLABY ON THE BITCH!
>You move towards your bathroom's window.
>After picking yourself up off the floor and rubbing your poor, defenceless shins to the soundtrack of yet more, slightly restrained, laughter, you make your way to your window and peer out.
>There's not much out there; you live on the outskirts of your town, there's really only bush past your shitty, ancient apartment complex.
"Sorry, what exactly am I looking for here?"
"You? Well, unless you're a gum tree I'm on struggle street here."
"Here's a hint: I'm not a gum tree."
>This "lady" is a fucking smart ass, you know that for sure. What else is there? The water tower? Might as well guess that.
"Bu-buuuuuu. So close! Are you of poor eyesight?"
>Your grinding teeth must've, somehow, carried to her.
"I'm sorry, I was just having a little fun! Look closely at the water tower, you were close, honestly sweetheart!"
>Shivering and naked you squint your eyes at the decrepit hunk of junk that is the water tower aaaand see... An arm. An arm is waving at you! Some, blue, disembodied arm is waving at you.
"Jesus Christ! What the fuck!? You're an arm?!"
"Really sweetheart, don't swear so much, it's rather poor form. To answer your question, as such that it is: I'm not an arm, I'm a water elemental, hmm, an undine? Is that another way to put it? I'm sorry love, I'm a little out of touch these days, you know?
>You're quite sure that you don't. A water elemental... Nope, you know basically nothing about them beyond what information their name imparts. Are they friendly? This particular one seems friendly, if not above laughing at your misfortune. Well, this silence is getting a little awkward. You step away from the window, and lean against your sink, looking into your fogged up mirror.
"...So, uh, miss...?"
"I haven't introduced myself! How rude of me, my my, I'm not doing very well today am I? I hope you do forgive me!"
"Uh, think nothing of it."
AHH SHIT MATE, SHOULDA THOUGHT OF THAT !
Damn a wallaby or a kangaroo monstergirls would be nice.
>It was a quick mutual introduction, it seems her name was "Delilah Ruth" or Layla for short. Strange name.
"Ruth... Are you Jewish? A Jewish water elemental?"
"Jewish? I'm not sure I know quite what you mean, it's just a name sweetheart."
"So... Uh, why were you laughing at me earlier?"
"Because you're an adorable clown dear, I'm sorry, but your misfortune is absolutely schadenfreude-inducing hilarity!"
>Her laughter and voice have grown steadily more feminine, retaining that soft sing-song lilt, but somehow it sounds clearer, closer. You feel you prefer her voice to her laughter, when it's directed at you anyways.
"That's not what I mean Layla! Why're you bothering me in the first place!"
"B-Bothering you? Oh, I see. I apologise, truly, I've been a bother haven't I? Well that's a little silly to say at this point isn't it?"
>Her saddened attempt at a laugh doesn't improve your mood, in fact you feel worse, and realise you probably deserve it for lashing out.
"No! That's not necessary, you're right, no, really you are. I must seem like some terrible poltergeist descending upon you. Ah, sweetheart, I meant nothing by it, it's simply my own selfish heart forcing my hand."
"It's alright Layla, look, really it is, I shouldn't have taken it to heart, I should be used to my poor luck by now."
"My my, there's no need to be so self deprecating for my own feelings."
>You weren't being self deprecating. Wow, did you have to sigh so loudly?
"...ah, I'm sorry sweetheart, I'm a terror aren't I? It's just, you're actually the only one in this apartment complex, and all the other houses aren't hooked up to my tower anymore and it's just... A little lonely, I can't travel so freely within the pipes as I once did."
>You're both unsurprised you're the sole tenant of this terrible complex and saddened by her ennui wracked voice, the voice growing steadily smalle-wait, did she just say goodbye?!
>you sleep her sack while she sleeps in bed
Double the bed, and is a kangaroo's vagoo inside or outside the pouch...?
>Go to the park with your kangaroo girl wife
>Get to the jungle gym
>Your daughter hops out of your waifu's-
Wait, how would pouches work? I wanted to type up something heartwarming, now I'm just kind of confused.
>is a kangaroo's vagoo inside or outside the pouch...?
Outside. The baby actually has to crawl from the vagina to get to the pouch. Weird, right?
>Your shower, constantly going, briefly falls silent before resuming it's usual pathetic, spurting, pace.
>you jump in to your shower, somehow not killing yourself in the process, and play with the taps, shouting her name, god you feel guilty right now, she was just lonely and you were a dick.
>After scalding and freezing yourself a few times, the hot water totally runs out and forces you to retreat back out of the shower and to your basin, where you give up.
>You turn on the sink, if you listen closely you can almost here the sniffles amongst the rushing water.
"Layla, I hope you know, until you come back to chat I'll just keep all my taps on, I really will, water wastage be damned, I don't care if it's the middle of summer! Layla! I'll drain your tank and then search the bay to talk to you again!"
>It sounds like the sniffles have stopped, oh shit! Have you really drained her tank?
"M-My my, you really are sweet, goofy and mean, but sweet. I've returned..."
"Well you're a smartass, and thin skinned, but you seem pretty sweet yourself."
"Oh, flattery will get you everywhere."
"See, you're a smartass!"
>There's that laughter again. Why is the mirror fogging up again?
"I wasn't joking, flattery will get you everywhere with me sweetheart."
>What's the steam doing? It's... Billowing behind you. What's happe-
"No, don't turn around my love."
>The steam's somehow curling around your neck, you can feel it on your bare skin, see it in your reflection.
A cute sportsy Kangaroo girl who's a massive boxing/mma/martial arts nerd, who's love of sport fighting and tomboy nature makes her terrible at expressing her feelings. 2cute4me
"You know sweetheart, I've watched you for the longest time, you always seemed so misfortunate, at first I laughed at you, I mean, I still do, do forgive me for that, but then I pitied you for it. Forgive me for that too, but finally, I found it endearing, you never gave up, and you were still so sweet all the same, and I decided that I'd reached out, but then you went and did something so amusing again and I couldn't contain myself!"
>I-Is the steam turning into a person? It's definitely turning into a person. You can see her in the mirror now. You're not sure if you can deal with this. It's freaking you out a little, yes, you're definitely freaking out.
>The steam's completely taken her shape, you can see her arms clearly gaining form and mass, the steam apparently condensing into those blue arms you saw earlier.
>Jeeeeeeesus, what's happening?!
>Then you felt it, and all the tension left your body, yes, you felt her large breasts push against your naked back, slightly cooler than body temperature, her skin seemed to be made up entirely of water tension, she somehow held together, a literal walking pool of water, who's perky nipples somehow scrapped patterns into your back as her beautiful face rested upon your shoulder, her cool breath upon your ear and cheek.
"My my, has the cat caught your tongue? Or are you simply so tasteless as to not appreciate my curves? Of course I can change them, alas, why should I?"
>Her laugh was a little haughtier than usual, maybe she really was worried about getting rejected.
>You turned to face her, and the image of a younger, thinner Nigella Lawson, suddenly blue and very, very naked, entered your mind. Maybe the Jewish part was so off the mark?
"My my, I see you do approve, that's okay, I approve of you too sweetheart."
>She sees I approve? What doe-JESUS I'M STILL NAKED!
>You step back, she's giggling at you, hiding her mirth behind the back of a dainty hand, her other arm beneath and pushing up her generous chest.
>You take another step back, and grab the shower curtain to cover yourself, still watching her all the while, she's laughing still, but does she look a little worried?
>you take another step back.
>Weird. Everything seems to be in slow motion? Layla's rushing towards you, now you can see the ceiling and fuck you've fallen over the tub haven't you?
>The crack would've sounded pretty bad if you were conscious enough to hear it.
>Fortunately you were instead conscious of a pair of arms lightly shaking you, a heavy cool presence upon your lower abdomen, your cock rubbing against something that you thought deserved further exploration.
>Her laughter filled your ears as you tried to either swat her off or grab something for leverage, as she continued to playfully shake your shoulders.
>Playfully? The shaking's getting a bit rough Layla.
>Layla, calm down with the shaking, Layla!
"Who the fuck is Layla man? You holding out on some girl somewhere? Jesus! Get the fuck up, we're attacking now! You'll get shot if they catch you napping any longer, GET UP!"
>You're on your feet faster than you thought you could imagine. Of course. There wasn't any Layla. Fuck. Even your apartment complex and shower was in some other world. This was your world now. A soldier for Hamdo, abducted and pressed into service, fighting for a mad king and his mad objectives in a desert world. Any warmth or comfort was long lost to your past.
>You scale your trench wall, grabbing your rifle, whilst far in the distance Hellywood readies it's apocalyptic weaponry.
Are you Richard without a trip on? The sporadic personality/outbursts of the mc reminds me of when I tried to read bizarre slime
No, no, I'm not a tripless Richard.
>Layla Ruth, the water elemental. Is the joke too esoteric these days?
Dragon and knight story is tied in votes. Come help us.
Nightmare a cute.
Nonsense! When evil is afoot, faith will give the Paladin the strength to smite it!
Nigga that's Cuddly
Cecaelia would be better in preventing evil from happening at all really. Like tying up robbers before they rob anyone.
The essence of lawful society is swift deterrence after all.
Would hobgoblin or cyclops paladin work?
She is very shy.
Sooo, any LNs with monster girl? Except Horo, of course
>Your face when Nightmare Weresheep bisexual combo
Oh hay how is it going? Don't mind me.
What should next girl be?
But I can also fixup that bishoujo lizardman image.
How would different monster girls act like when drunk?
Why would we need the best witch doctor that ever lived?
I am fine in both body and spirit.
That looks like a shitty drawing of a Dullahan trying to cosplay as Duskmon
Probably like regular people. Pick one
Alcohol tends to drop your inhibitions. It doesn't really change the core you in any way. En vino veritas.
Fuck that man. I need a guy to do the tile in my bathroom while I argue on the internet. Jesus works cheap. I just need to go pick him up at the Home Depot parking lot.
Why thanks, even though it were entirely not my direction.
Any chance we can throw a Doormouse in there too?
This needs an Illias edit.
I love that the out of nowhere ending to this story derailed the thread for a solid hour and a half.
Cyclopes are love.
Cyclops need love.
Don't tell me that's wrong autocorrect, not when I can make a cyclopeye joke.
No, seriously, is it just because cyclops has been completely assimilated into the English language? Like how we say penises instead of peni, which is technically the correct Latin pluralisation.
I could ask my grandfather with a major in Latin, except it's for a monstergirl thread and he's been dead for 8 years. Inb4 seance.
>You will never break Hitomi
hound, do you think you can colour this?
Someones already done it. But I could try.
Could color this ryu with ruby red scales and golden hair (including the tail hair)?
>you will never see your monster girl daughteru wearing a mini tophat
>not a normal tophat
>Not watching her hat covering her head
>Your face when Nightmare Weresheep Doormouse bisexual trio
Hound please grant this anon wish, he's been talking about it in the past two days :(
There's no discharge in the war
I know this isn't the thread for this but would you know where to get the version of Infantry Columns that was played on /k/ radio? Can't find that version
Sorry, I've got no clue.
It's too tiny. It wouldn't come out looking good.
That's sad since I am pretty sure there is no bigger ones.
what about this one?
Yeah, I tried a few different things just none were looking good.
I'm still taking suggestions if anyone would like to add or second something that's already been said.
Spa where we suck the cat off
Few windows and nothing outside is super odd for a resort. Usually only casinos, bars, clubs, and cults have compounds like that.
Hey yeah. Do it like that.
Classy Underground Monster Casino, lots of amenities, "All inclusive" just means customers get all the amenities plus some chip credit for a certain price.
So you have clubs and pools and bars and live shows and stuff but also the ability for MC to get into some crazy trouble or get lucky.
In a tumultuous world of change, it's nice to know there is always a shining beacon, a safe harbor of familiarity to return to.
I second this notion.
Sounds fine to me.
Dofus a good.
Yeah it is.
Spoiler that man. Ankama battleaxe hips are weapon-grade.
This is pretty furry.
Only some races. The two on the far left and right aren't really.
Also, slow as fuck thread.
I guess nobody likes monstergirls anymore. these last few days the threads have been slow as molasses.
The fatigue of constant threads with not so much actual content has taken it's toll. I like the writefags and CYOA's and everything but they can only delay the inevitable.
that's true, at least it's better than the alternative of turning into a constant thread of inane bullshit like the madoka threads. Oh well see you all when the next monmusu comes out.
Have they made a Dark Priest Dakimakura yet? I would totally buy the shit out of one.
>late at night
>day 18 of the zombie apocolapse
>you and your lamia wife have been held up in your house the enitre time and have not eaten in days
>you wake up from hearing your wife quietly sobbing
>you notice that she is wrapped firmly around you
>you try to move your arms but she pinned them to the side of your body
>you here her say "im sorry"
>she begins to squeeze down on you
>you cant breath
>you try to struggle but she is just to strong
>she tightens even more
>a sharp pain goes through you as one of your ribs breaks
>she is sobbing heavily now and lowdly repeating "im sorry"
>she tightens even more
>you feel your arms snap
>she stammers out that she needs to do this and that she will be with you soon
>just before you black out she gives you one last kiss
It's good, let the threads consolidate into content. Though even as I say that, I know the content won't be the main yard stick of the thread, it'll be the core user base and MGthreads will become /a/'s answer to VGs Endless Katawa bullshit.
>Oh well see you all when the next monmusu comes out
There is more to life than MonMusu.
So I've been told at least.
unrealistic, a monster girl would kill themselves first before their husbands.
At least you died in your lover's arms/body
MG casino sounds pretty excellent, lets let MC-kun get his casino royale on and get enough BANK to not have to overly rely on the girls and alleviate some of his guilt whilst looking suave as fuck in a tuxedo.
Plus the mental image of those two girls trying to look sophisticated in evening wear is hilarious.
the idea was she would kill herself after this
Which is why Holstaurus is best waifu. Live on a farm miles from the nearest town so there's no zombies what so ever for weeks and then is only a few random wandering zombies. Already have a stable sustainable life. You'll have strong bones for your whole life.
More like lich, make those zombies her slaves.
That guy was dumb anyways, if you want to survive you got to be proactive not hide away all day.
or because we're near bump limit so some are jumping ship off this thread
If you had a Lizard Waifu she would probably have some kind of nuke bunker already built right underneath your house with ample food and supplies.
>You will never hide out in a nuke bunker with your survivalist Lizard Waifu.
I don't come to these threads to this.
>not decapitation or head shot
NOW PLEASE AND THANK YOU
seriously, my heard
we like liches
we like dragons
so why not dracoliches?
too next level. Can't deal with it.
>you and your dragon waifu have managed to survive and outmaneuver the hordes by flying around on her and scavenging for food
>realise that you can't survive forever on scavving alone
>find secluded valley, easily defended, burn out any raiders or zombies that inhabited the area
>put forth your minor knowledge of agriculture, you grow enough food to feed yourself, while your dragon hunts for animals
>eventually other anons and their waifus start moving in to the area, including anon and his Ryu
>with the help of the Ryu providing easy water, and other anons to help, food stops being a problem
>word of this new prosperous settlement spreads, attracting more raiders and others wishing to take from you what they could not make themselves
>Dragon waifu constantly transforming in order to repel aggressors
>you and her are revered as the protectors of this new settlement
>but raiders are a ever-present threat, and constantly assuming her true form takes it's toll on your dragon
>every night is spent helping her replenish the energy she has spent protecting the village that day
Is there still anybody here? If so, /r/ the pic of Suu with the shooped sign warning that she's a rapist?
I swear, Dracolich was a boss in Lords of Shadow. I always read it as such.
I don't have that, but I have this one
Poor dragon waifu, I'd be sure to be extra tender during sex to melt away all her aches and pains from the day
Damn, I'm sure half of the guys on MG threads must have it too, it's posted fairly often. That said, it's true that we lost quite some people since we realized we hadn't much new stuff to talk about, except tfw no qt3.14 mg gf. Thanks anyway.
Aw yiss, thank you.
Whoops, wrong one.
It's like you never played Pool of Radiance.
Dude, dude stop. Dude too much
Named characters have died, yes. Watch the show to find out who because it would ruin it just to tell you.
Go for Aseir subs, it's got some westernization, but overall they're much more watchable than TV-Nihon.
Nice too, thanks.
Why can't the Ryu help out? She's got a big scary dragon form too. It's not like she can't wreck some shit either.
Eh, I just felt like giving Dragon some time in the limelight. The MGE entry for Ryus also says they don't like showing off their dragon in front of people, for fear of intimidating them. Though I'm sure it'd help against raiders and the like, I'm handwaving it as they don't want to scare their fellow villagers either.
>Lead party into the heart of the demon realm
>Assault Druella's castle
>Get to the final chamber
>Had the wrong address
>It's the secret optional Dracolich boss that's harder than the final boss instead
>Her claws rend armor like lingerie
>Her magic raises lesser liches by the hundreds
>Her breath is a powerful aphrodisiac
>Elsewhere Druella feels the massive surge of demonic energy and breaks her teacup
>"That thieving lizard"
>Alone on the road you meet an Alice.
>Dressed like she's on her way to church and talks like it's as normal a day as any
>Decide to walk with her for a while because you find the clearly insane girl fascinating
>The little kid carries a small backpack and walks with a skip
>Feel like helping her because your not an ass and it's a little blonde girl
>Tell her she could probably get a lot farther if she let you carry her bag for a while
>Immediately realize your honest attempt to help a little girl totally sounds like you trying to cheat her
>She pulls a revolver out of a holster under her dress and points it at you
>Tells you with a smile you could get a lot farther if you kept your hands to yourself
>Aww your gonna like this kid
Now I'm imagining the adventures of a grizzled zombacolypse survivor and a little girl gunning down zombies and taking names
Sup bro. I played your quest. I'd give it a 6.5/10