Your name is Anon Hardwood, a 20-something year old man. Well, at least you used to be. You went to bed a human. You woke up a MONSTER. Well fuck.

Thankfully, you don't seem to be feeling the urge to kill humans or similar horrible shit- though that might be because you haven't seen a human yet, you've just kind of been panicking in your apartment for the last few minutes.

Whatever caused this transformation is total bullshit.

>It is totally normal to think about and fear death! We've got monsters! Just because you took care of yourself, made sure to do regular appointments with the doctor to the point he sighs when he sees you, plan for your body to be put in front of a TV in case you just get stuck in your body when you die, and spent the last eight months desperately poring over religious texts so that you don't end up in hell, doesn't mean you're obsessed! It's normal! It's normal! Just because you tried a shady ritual from a questionable site that involved eating some weird meat to help you become healthier doesn't mean anything!
Grim Reaper
+Tanky as hell
+Natural-born aura farmer
-you are, at your core, a coward who fears death

>Sure, you don't know anyone else who loves this guy as much as you do, and you might have gotten yourself banned from the Devolution forums for yelling at the Dev for making Yakon blow up so easily, and you might have scared everyone into migrating into a whole new forum when your tore that shithead who unironically thought that the fucking pirate robot deserved an UR in Dokkan more than Yakon, but did you seriously fucking monsterize cause you finally built your awesome cosplay of the best minor villain of dragon ball Z, Yakon, the light devouring Terror from Dark Star, and decided to take a quick snooze before taking it off!?
Yakon
+fast as fuck boi
+I eat your energy blasts for lunch
-Yakon died a goon for a greater threat, fate conspires to drive you into the same position.

>This is ridiculous! You wanted to be a hero! You've always wanted to kill those pieces of shit that prey on the weak and make society worse! Actually, since you still want to be a hero, those monsters are even worse than you thought before! and If you really think about it, aren't the humans that do so worse than the real monsters!? They're still humans, yet are just as bad as the monsters, but we're supposed to be merciful just because they are a human!?None of these scumbags don't deserve any amount of leniency! You're going to rip them all apart and make sure no one remembers them as anything more than a piece of trash that died screaming, a warning to scum!
False Hero
+Incredible willpower
+Very convincing non-monster appearance
-Incredible bloodlust against both monsters and "bad" humans

>write in, provide some sort of picture and motivation.

>>6242803 (OP)
>Grim reaper

They sound like a monster version of King, kinda

>>6242804
Also, you might wanna shill your quest in the general, QM

>>6242803 (OP)
>Yakon
we are sped

>>6242803 (OP)
>False Hero
GAROU QUEST
GAROU QUEST
GAROU QUEST

>>6242803 (OP)
>Grim Reaper
Like the other anon said, we can be King's 'nemesis'/mood kindred. I'd post a pic but 4chan is being a fuck.

>False Hero

Has begun to notice the increase in monsters attacking society, this alongside the incompetence and sometimes outright malice from some pro-heroes after the meteor scare, previous hope in heroics disappeared, NEEDS to keep that hope alive within society.

>>6242803 (OP)
>Grim Reaper
"Natural-born aura farmer" so in other words we just stand there, menacingly.

>>6242803 (OP)
Grim Reaper
Im down to play the monster version of King
if OP is smart our final "battle" will be us facing down King both of us shitting our pants and the rest of the world thinks our speed is so fast we can't been seen as we go down as a God level threat

>>6242870
We both collapse from heart failure. King lives because he gets medical attention, we just die on the concrete.

>>6242876
A glorious end, to be struck down by the King sure fire kill pressure wave

Grim reaper wins, writing

Oh God, oh man, oh god, oh man, oh god, oh man! If you didn’t have a heart anymore, you probably would have given yourself a heart attack when you noticed yourself in the mirror this morning! Why the hell did you have to transform into something you're so scared of you feel like throwing up every time you look in the mirror but you can't because you think you have no stomach!?
You’re a fucking monster, and you’re terrifying as shit too, so you can’t even do what some of the weaker ones do and pretend to be a weird animal! Hell, you’re pretty sure this robe is actually like, part of your fucking body now because you can’t take it off! Not to mention there’s a fucking scythe that just manifested out of nowhere! You debated trying to get rid of it, but that feels like a… bad idea, it’s technically part of your body now, right???

It’s just a matter of fucking time before some hero swoops in! It doesn’t matter if you surrender or play nice either- plenty of heroes kill surrendering monsters just to boost up their numbers! No one gives a shit because they’re monsters and they usually already killed someone, but you’re really wishing you at least made a token donation to those fringe monster rights groups!! What the hell did you deserve to do this!?! All you wanted to do was not die!

However, before you can finish panicking, you hear a knock on the door. Shit, it’s your landlord.

>“Oi, you freaking shut-in! You promised you would hand in your damn rent a week in advance in exchange for last month! I’m here to collect!”

You hear the door open as he uses his master key

>“Aw forget it, I’m fucking coming in, I’m evicting your sorry ass if you don’t have it!”

For once in your life, you actually do have the rent money since you only visited the doctor once a week instead of twice this month. However, handing it to him like this is a FUCKING TERRIBLE IDEA!

>”...Jesus, I hope you remembered you pay the AC bill, it’s fucking freezing in here! What are you trying to do, freeze yourself until the world finds out how to make people immortal, you health freak!?”
OH SHIT HE’S ALREADY INSIDE AND GETTING CLOSER

>Hide! HIDE! HIDE! If he sees you, he’s going to call the heroes and they’re going to kill you!
>Fuck it! Barrel past him and run away!
>Balls to the wall, just hand him the money and hope nothing goes wrong!
>Shit, shit! You’re going to have to kill him! It’s him or you, and he’s a shitty landlord, so like, it’s justified kind of I think!!?!?
>write in

>>6242863
>>6242850
>>6242845
>>6242804
>>6242837

Sorry for fucky formatting for some reason my post kept getting filtered

>>6242889
wait what the fuck why are half the quotes not present

>>6242889
>Shit, shit! You’re going to have to kill him! It’s him or you, and he’s a shitty landlord, so like, it’s justified kind of I think!!?!?
Our legend begins now

>>6242889
>Balls to the wall, just hand him the money and hope nothing goes wrong!
It's just a costume, bro.

>>6242889
>Balls to the wall, just hand him the money and hope nothing goes wrong!

The mental image is just too fucking funny

>>6242889
>Balls to the wall, just hand him the money and hope nothing goes wrong!
Just stay hidden behind a door and hand him the money from the crack.

>>6242889
>>Balls to the wall, just hand him the money and hope nothing goes wrong!
"I made sure to only visit the doctor once a week so I could pay. You can see the appointment went well." (We're trying to say that we're ok but we're probably going to make him piss himself.)

Alright! Let’s do this! You’ve handed your rent over plenty of times before when he was significantly more pissed off and likely to kill you, and you’re a monster now! He can’t kill you now! Oh GOD. Alright, let’s just try to… hand it through the door! Yeah! Yeah! That’s fine, that works!

You’re so fucking nervous you can’t even speak properly! You crack the door open slightly, hoping to hand him the money without him seeing you and sending a pack of superhumans hankering to rip you apart for may varied reasons that you don’t see much value in distinguishing between because they are hankering to KILL YOU. You slip the envelope through the crack in the door. You hear your landlord stomping over and grumbling about how he gets “no respect from these goddamn brats now.” Hoping to make him less pissed off, and make things less suspicious, you decide to speak up so that he doesn't think anything is wrong. You make your voice nice and even, calm and normal sounding so he doesn’t think anything is wrong.

>“I made sure to only visit the doctor once a week so I could pay-”

And right after the worlds left your mouth, you realized you have FUCKED UP and freeze. Normally, you wouldn’t describe your voice as anything special, maybe a little high-pitched before today- but you haven’t been paying attention to what your voice sounded like when you were panicking earlier.

What you just said was in a fucking tone comparable to when some maniac says “oh that’s quite alright” right before they activate a detonator to a nuke in some action movie that’s banned for too much gore and your voice is so fucked up it sounds like half-dead three people are saying it at once in unison! FUCKBALLS, YOU JUST REALIZED YOUR HAND WHICH IS NOW A SKELETON HAND IS IN FULL VIEW! After a few seconds, you hear the landlord let out a small yell of anger as he stomps on the floor and slams open the door.

>“You jackass! I let you hand in your rent over two weeks late, ask for the bare minimum for you to make up for it, and you try to pull this shitty prank on me!?” That’s it, I’m-”

He freezes as he sees you, tall, pale bone gleaming against a robe as dark as the void in the nothingness, a scythe with the aura of have taken uncountable lives.

Your brain struggles to think of an appropriate response to the situation, and decides to finish your sentence before doing anything else.

>“...You can see the appointments went well.”

In response, your landlord goes pale, tries to scream as his throat locks up and his legs completely buckle under him as he turns to run, and he begins silently sobbing and screaming, scrabbling with his arms to pull himself away from you as fast as he can.

What now?
>FINISH HIM before he manages to run away and call the cops/heroes!
>Shit, Shit, Shit! Maybe you can try and talk to him and make it clear you don’t want to hurt him!
>Book it! Your cover’s blown, get the fuck out of here!
>write in

>>6242931
>Book it! Your cover’s blown, get the fuck out of here!
Crawl into the sewers. We're undead, we no longer need to eat, drink, sleep, or even breathe so living in the sewers shouldn't be that bad.

>>6242931
>>Shit, Shit, Shit! Maybe you can try and talk to him and make it clear you don’t want to hurt him!
*Put hand on his shoulder.* "Here. Don't forget the rent." *Give him his check/wad of cash.*

That was amazing QM, love the quest.

>>6242931
>Shit, Shit, Shit! Maybe you can try and talk to him and make it clear you don’t want to hurt him!
the king parallel is top tier we are just trying to live our normal life but everyone is piss scared of us despite our best attempt to just live normally
>>6242946
+1 this is fucking hilarious

>>6242946
+1, give him the money. We’re not a savage! When it’s due, it’s due! What’s a little pissed pants?

>>6242946
Supporting this exact interaction.

>>6242944
>>6242946
>>6243151
Talking to him and trying to pay rent wins, writing.

Alright, no, this is fine! This is Good! This is actually ideal! He’s too scared to move! You can hand him your rent, explain that you mean no harm, and how if we all CALM DOWN, no one needs to hurt and kill anyone! Shit! What the fuck is your landlord’s name again!?!? Shit! Shit! Shit! You’ve somehow forgotten! UHHHHH, It was… something Miller! Something Miller, so let’s just call him Mr Miller or something!

You walk slowly- you’re pretty sure sudden movements would just make things worse! Yep, slowly, one step at a time, calmly, at a nice and even pace, giving him plenty of time to realize you’re walking slowly and totally not-threateningly at all towards him! It’s fine if you take it slow, he’s not going anywhere fast! Unfortunately, his shaking only seems to get worse, and he begins straight up babbling and praying! All you have to do is lay a reassuring hand on him, tell him you’re paying the rent, and everything will be FINE! JUST FINE!

POV: Mr. Miller
Death itself approaches, slowly, calmly. It knows you cannot run, cannot scream, cannot escape. It leans down, and you feel the chill winds of death roar around your soul.

POV: Anon.
Okay, this is even more fucking stressful than you imagined- you keep worrying he’s going to pull out his handgun (he has one, you know he has one, you’ve seen him with it and you can tell when he has it even when he’s concealing it from a subtle bulge) and blast you in the face- sure, some monsters can tank bullets like it’s nothing, but you’ve heard of a monster that got killed by a normal bird picking it up and eating it once! FOUCUS! A FIRM, REASSURING HAND ON HIS SHOULDER, GIVE HIM PAYMENT, AND EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE!

You grasp his shoulder, trying to keep it steady as he begins jerking about, waiting for him to turn to you- not wanting to make things worse by trying to force him to turn around.

POV:Mr Miller
It waits. It waits for your struggle to end. It knows that your attempts mean nothing. It waits for you to turn, and for your life to end.

POV: Anon
As he turns around, you realize once more that you’ve severely underestimated how much you’re metaphorically shitting your metaphorical pants- Also, you forgot to actually grab the envelope of cash, so while you have your other hand reach towards your pockets, and manage to force yourself to break the heavy silence with a single sentence forced out from your boney teeth that you have to force not to chatter.
>“DO NOT FORGET YOUR PAYMENT”

POV:Mr Miller
You cry out as you have a massive heart attack and die. Game Over.

POV: Anon
Oh shit, your Landlord is dead. He looks like he merely passed out, but you just know he’s dead somehow, and you somehow vaguely intuit that a strange rush of warmth that briefly runs through you is related to it.

OH CRUDMONKEYING SHITBALLS OF BASTARD MEAT, WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU DO NOW!?!?!?

>Search online for help!?!?
>Chop up the body so you can hide it!
>Curl up and cry.
>write in

>>6243335
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
>Drag the body inside, write a detailed explanation of what went wrong, with an extensive apology, and wait for nightfall
>Then bail, find a manhole in the sewers, and get some distance
I don't think we need to worry about getting sick without any organs. The apology's more for our conscience than anything.

>>6243341
>This, but we grab everything we can carry and call the police after (accidentally aura farming over the phone, as usual).

>>6243352
Genius. We should make sure to ditch the phone afterward so that they can't track it to where we're currently at.

>>6243358
No no, we call from a landline and leave the phone hanging from its cord (we fumbled putting it back in its holder).

>>6243335
>Arrange your former Landlord's body, disguise this as a suicide or uh, toss the body outside on of the other tenants room, maybe they'll take the heat for causing him to literally die of fear fuck fuck fuck

>>6243335
>>6243352
Supported.

>>6243335
>supporting >>6243352

>>6243352
>okay we can do this just tell them the landlord is dead
"the landlord at 6969 Z-city has died"
"w-who is this?"
>shit shit dont give your name just say your a concerned citizen
"my name is not important, what matters is he has met his end i bore witness to it"
"w-what?"
>aw fuck just hang up we blew it
"goodbye, love you"
*click*
>fuck

>>6243361
Kek

(I worded the last events kind of poorly, Mr.Miller entered the apartment, approached your bedroom, and then he died inside the apartment.)

Okay, alright- okay, alright, this place is fucked. Absolutely no way in hell there isn’t going to be someone poking around here once your landlord doesn’t show his face, and there’s no way you’d be able to pass off your voice as a fucking cold or something. And then they’re going to shoot you, and then you’re going to die, and then, and then, and then… You don’t want to think about the next part. Alright, time to skedaddle- when it’s night of course. Sure, plenty of heroes patrol during the night, so it’s not a foolproof plan, but it’s fucking better than running in the middle of broad daylight and expecting shit to not hit the damn fan! Whereshouldyougowhereshouldyougo… THE SEWERS! Sure, normally it’s full of diseased crap that you’d practically have a heart attack thinking about going to, but surely it’s not like you can get sick as a skeleton, right!?!?

You grab your bug-out-bag (Who’s the PARANOID FREAK NOW you blonde shithead!?!?) and pause as you realize a lot of the stuff is probably no longer useful since you’re a skeleton monster… NONONONONO! Better to have something and not need it and need it than not have it and die a painful and slow death! You check it’s contents- sleeping bag, medicines, flashlight with extra batteries, knife, MREs, compass, map, water bottles, water filters, Cash, radio, and a handcrank. Ugh. You’ve been meaning to replace your poncho- but you’ve heard rumors of asbestos contamination, so you were holding off on buying a new one… Not a lot of stuff seems that useful if you’re really a skeleton now, but it’s not like you have anything else that you can think of.

As a last ditch-effort to disguise yourself, you put on some sunglasses and a medical mask.

You then sit down and try and write down a note that explains the events. And you fail because your hands are too shaky. You then try again and fail because you think it makes it seems like you’re blaming the landlord for dying. You try again and make a spelling mistake and rip it up. You try again and realize someone who makes no spelling mistakes may seem overly calm. You try, you fail, you try, you fail, you try, you-

1/2

An alarm rings out! SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! It’s not police or anything, but you’ve wasted too much damn time! Despite the HORRIFIC DANGER, one of your indulgences before… THIS, was taking nighttime strolls, and as such, you searched up the patrol times of the local heroes in your area, and set an alarm to let you know when they were about to begin so you could walk in relatively more safety! If you don't go out soon, the amount of heroes skyrockets!!!

You frantically finish this iteration of the note, and decide to call the police to help clear things up and make you look less guilty! Real criminals and monsters don’t self-report, right!??!
>”Hello, 991, what’s your emergency?”
>"MR.MILLER… LANDLORD OF 6969 AON STREET… IS… DEAD… "
"w-who is this?"
OH FUCKBALLS WHY DIDN’T YOU REHEARSE THIS SHIT!?!??!
>“I DID NOT KILL HIM… BUT I WAS THERE… WHEN THE LIGHT LEFT HIS EYES… WHEN HIS HEART BETRAYED HIM… AND HE BECAME DEATH…”
"w-what?"
YOU’VE BEEFED IT! BAIL! BAIL! BAIL!
>"*Heavy breathing*"
>“I. LOVE. YOU.”
*click*
fuck

You grab your bag, dash out the door, and scramble down the stairs as you want to cry. You make your way to Bon Avenue, where you know there’s a manhole connected to the main sewer lines of the city.

But as you round the corner, thinking you’ve almost reached safety, you’ve been spotted by a hero!
>“Oh! Hey! Citizen, are you alright!? Are you running from a monster!? ”
THANKGODTHEYDON’TKNOWYOU’REAMONSTER!
Trouble is that the manhole is right fucking behind them! You don’t recognize them, so… probably someone not too strong right!?!!?!?!?

>KILLHIMKILLHIMKILLHIMKILLHIMBEFOREHEKILLSYOU
>Turn around and RUN!!!!
>Dash past him and get into the sewer!
>write in

>>6243454
>"MY LANDLORD IS DEAD AND I'M NOT GOING TO BE NEXT! MOVE!"
Probably translated to something like "LANDLORD.... DEAD... WON'T BE NEXT... MOVE."
and then we jump into the sewer.

>>6243466
Sounds funny, +1

Maybe reword it to "get out of my way, someone died, I dont want to be next", which becomes/translates ti "out of my way, someone died...wanna be next?"

>>6243436
>>6243454
Topkek. Poor anon, all he wants is to live.

>>6243466
>>6243473
Agreed, we need to escape.

>>6243473
+1 to this exact wording
One would be proud

>>6243473
>Support

>>6243454
>>6243466
+1

I think our long-term plan for survival should include engaging in potential hero activity of our own. Hunting monsters will improve our reputation and garner us much needed XP, which makes us harder to kill.

>>6243605
>not just causing monsters and heroes alike to have random heart attacks

OUTOFTHEFUCKINGWAY!!! All you have to do is reach the sewer! Reach the sewer and everything will be fine! Reach the sewer, get him out of the fucking way! He thinks you’re a civilian (which is still TECHNICALLY true you haven’t done anything wrong! It’s not your fault your Landlord was in poor health and died from a single heart attack! Those don’t become fatal above 50% of the time for at least until the next age bracket!) so you should just play the role of a poor confused citizen who’s about to do something stupid to run away from a monster! Actually, even better, you can rope the landlord into this!!! Saying nothing might get you logged as a suspicious person, or even make him tackle you! All you have to do is say something like “Someone killed my landlord! He’s Dead, I don’t Want to be next!” Just speak fucking clearly and nothing bad will- Wait a fucking second. YOU RECOGNIZE THIS HERO! OH FUCKSHITBALLSASSFUCKER, THAT HERO IS THE LITTLE BROTHER OF THE MONKEY TRIO!!! OH SHIT! OH FUCK! You’ve seen the short one EAT a fucking alien while it was still alive!

You manage to chatter something out!
>“SOMEONE… DEAD… WANT TO BE NEXT…?!”

THAT WAS CONSIDERABLY WORSE THAN NOTHING!!!

>“A murderer!? No! A-a m-monster!? I-I’m not scared of you!”
The hero takes on a fighting stance, and shivering, closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, and dashes toward to defend himself by aiming to strike with a preemptive blow!- which completely misses, because he thought you were charging right at him, and instead you had opted to dive out of the way and desperately scrabble towards the manhole cover!

>“W-what!? How did you dodge my blow!?”

You didn’t, you dove out of the way long before he actually dashed forward, and frankly, you’re fairly sure if it weren’t for the fact you’re a skeleton, you’d be shitting bricks- this fucker moved so goddamn fast you’re pretty sure if you were a monster made of steel you’d just fucking shatter instead of bending if you tried to tank it! You could not fucking dodge some shit like that in an actual fight! Ignoring the hero who thankfuckingallthatisabove missed his DEADLY AS SHIT blow, you run straight towards the manhole, ripping off the cover and hauling your bony behind down the ladder, quickly using your scythe to pull the manhole cover back over.

You begin running blindly in sheer terror as you desperately try to put as many turns and distance between you and the hero as possible turning at absolute random. You don’t really get tired, but after a while, the terror’s worn off a little bit, and you’re pretty sure you made enough distance, and you stop….

Right in front of a very familiar hero, in front of a very familiar ladder, and FUCK SHIT BALLS, YOU SPENT AT LEAST 30 MINUTES RUNNING AROUND, DID YOU REALLY GO IN A GIANT CIRCLE!?!?!?
1/2

>“Y-you cowardly monster! You kill an innocent, and decide to t-try and exhaust and confuse me by leading me on a wild chase in the sewers!? Then, you try and ambush me while I am heading to call f-for backup, instead of fighting me in a one on one battle with PRIDE and h-honor!? No more! I, Shoulderpads Shinio, will eradicate you, you monster!”

SHITBALLSASSCRAPWHYTHEHELLDIDYOUMAKESOMANYLEFTTURNS!!!!!

>KILL HIM BEFORE HE KILLS YOU!!!
>RUN! RUN! RUN! AND MAKE SURE TO TURN RIGHT MORE THIS TIME!
>FUCKSHITBALLSBEGFORSWEETMERCY
>write in

(quick reminder that Anon is a coward, and therefore, may not be the most reliable narrator when it comes to assessing how well he can tank blows before people jump my ass for falsely advertising how tanky this monster path was. Also I hope this doesn’t read as railroading you into a fight, I just thought this would be funny.)

2/2

>>6244058
>write in
>Shriek like a little girl and try and run past the hero in blind panic

I assume it'll become a sonic/ terror attack

>>6244058
No worries, this is hilarious.

>>6244065
Agreed, let's skedaddle and run fast as we fucking can!

>>6244058
Did we, in our paranoia, ever take a self-defense class? If so;

>STRANGLE HIM! PUT HIM IN A SLEEPER HOLD SO YOU CAN RUN AWAY AFTER YOU KNOCK HIM OUT! IF YOU KILL HIM YOU'LL BE ON THE HEROES' SHITLIST!

Probably say something ominous as hell while we do it too lmao.

>>6244065
+1 for shrieking like a banshee and giving this dude a heart attack too

>>6244058
>RUN! RUN! RUN! AND MAKE SURE TO TURN RIGHT MORE THIS TIME!

>>6244058
>>6244065
Supported.

WHYDOESTHEWORLDPUNISHYOUFORNOTWANTINGTOFUCKINGDIE!?!?! You want to curl up into a ball and fucking cry! But you can’t even do that because you don’t have eyeballs! Oh god, you’ve been trying to ignore it as much as you can and haven’t been able to do anything but PANIC, but how much of your senses have you retained!? Oh god, oh shit, oh god, oh shit! What if you go insane from the lack of sensation!? That’s almost as bad as dying!!! Wait. If you don’t have a brain, does therapy still work on you? OH GOD IT’S JUST AS BAD AS DYING, THERE ARE THINGS AS BAD AS DYING THAT ARE NOT DYING FOR YOU NOW, WHYWHYWHYWHY. Since the start of your COMPLETELY JUSTIFIED breakdown, you’ve been shaking and chattering, and you really, really, want to SCREAM, and RUN AWAY BEFORE YOU GET KILLED! BUT YOU CAN’T, BECAUSE APPARENTLY, EVEN FUCKING NO-NAMES THAT YOU’VE BARELY HEARD OF CAN KILL YOU IN A SINGLE BLOW!

YOU CAN ONLY SCREAM! So you do. You “close” your “eyes” and scream long, hard, and… “screamfully” as long as you can, the final thing before you DIE. You don’t want to die! You never want to die! But if you had to pick how you were going to die, it wouldn’t be to some literal C-lister in a fucking sewer while looking like the damn thing you hate the most! You want it without even knowing it was coming! In your sleep! That “Surrounded by loved ones” crap sounds nice, but is reserved for people who aren’t pieces of shit that will traumatize their grandchildren by thrashing about and praying to 15 different gods and at least 7 different demons to save them! FUCK!!!!!

…wait… are you dead yet? You “open” your “eyes.” Huh. In a stroke of luck, it appears “Shoulderpads Shinio” collapsed of exhaustion before shattering you into dust. You somehow… just “know” he’s not dead, but you inch a bit closer to see his chest slowly rising and falling a little. Strange. He didn’t look that tired when he was monologuing… WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HE MIGHT POP BACK UP AND RIP YOUR SKULL OFF, MOVE MOVE MOVE! But first, you tilt him into the recovery position, you are not pissing off the Hero Association by icing a C-class hero. Huh, he’s foaming from the mouth. Must not be hydrating properly, how irresponsible! Anyways, MOVE MOVE MOVE!

You dash into the sewers, this time making sure to keep better track that you’re moving away from Shoulderpads. You run, and you run, and you run, and you run....


…It’s undeniable at this point. You’re still not sure how much of a human you are or how much basic biology applies to you, but you’re clearly not getting tired. In fact, you feel like you’ve been running for long enough you’ve totally lost track of time.

>don’t stop can’t stop we’re in luck now! It’s a trick of the mind! Keep running!
>stop, find somewhere slightly less filthy, and try to sleep to see if you still can
>try to find another ladder to check where you are in the city
>write in

>>6244435
>try to find another ladder to check where you are in the city

"A...anyone there?"

>>6244435
>try to find another ladder to check where you are in the city

>>6244435
>stop, find somewhere slightly less filthy, and try to sleep to see if you still can

>>6244435
>don’t stop can’t stop we’re in luck now! It’s a trick of the mind! Keep running!
Maybe we'll find a fellow monster if we run around long enough? Preferably one who isn't a deranged freak or an asshole.

>>6244435
>stop, find somewhere slightly less filthy, and try to sleep to see if you still can

>>6244435
>try to find another ladder to check where you are in the city
We need to get out. We might catch something down here.

>>6244442
+1
>try to find another ladder to check where you are in the city
with our luck it'll be right in the middle of some poor bastards house and he'll get a first person view of the grim reaper rising out of the darkness of the sewer going "any...one..here?"
I love this quest OP keep it up

>>6244442
>>6244491
>>6244493
>>6244532
>>6244535

ladder wins, writing.

Again, if I quote too many people, the filter beats my ass for some reason.

You didn’t plan beyond “get the fuck away from the crime scene.” What now? You’ve got a bag full of supplies you probably can’t use, your attempts to explain the situation were… bad… and now you’re lost in the sewers. Sure, you could keep wandering around, but that doesn’t seem helpful- you ran a decent way away to get to the manhole cover in the first place, and again, you’ve been running for long enough you’re seriously worrying that getting buried alive forever is now a possibility for you. FUCKSHITTHAT’SFUCKINGHORRIFYING. NO! NO! STOP PANICKING!

The best thing to do now would be to… Orient yourself! Yeah, that’s it! You should find a ladder, and try to go up, so that you can get more information, and then make a more… long-term plan of action. You REALLY don’t want to go to one of those “monster reformation” facilities, there’s quite literally been zero success stories so far, and the lethality rates for the inmates are quite high. You’re REALLY glad you didn’t decide to move there- exactly because of the fear of a breakout, security and general hero presence is high, good if you’re a human, not if you transform into a FUCKING MONSTER FOR NOT WANTING TO DIE HORRIBLY. Okay, ladder, ladder, ladder. You wander around for… actually, you grabbed your phone! You can check what time it is and keep track of it! Should have done that earlier! Jeez! You open it, and see it’s… 1am!?!? You absconded from your apartment at around 10pm! You’ve been running around for over 4 hours!?!?!? Okay, definitely not a normal human body in the least anymore. Fuck.

As you wander the sewers, you carefully check for any hint of maintenance crews before proceeding. Maintenance crews nowadays are usually armed at the very least, and sometimes just straight-up accompanied by heroes. They’re usually rookies, but if a no-name can pull a move like that… You don’t even want to think about what would happen. Oh god, what if your consciousness stays if you’re shattered and you can’t heal!? What if they DUST YOU!? OH WAIT SHIT A LADDER!

1/2

You begin to Jog, but you freeze. What looked like a pile of thrown away tires near the base of the ladder unfurls to reveal a monster! OH SHIT!
>“NYEHEHE I, TIREPEDE, WAS-”
Suddenly, it stops monologuing, and stares at you as it’s eyes bug out. Huh? WAITOHFUCKOH- huh. There’s nothing behind you. Weird. Did you walk in on it rehearsing or something? …Maybe it’s confused because it thought you were a human at first? You know your disguise had Shoulderpads fooled, but you didn’t think it would work on a monster who’s used to living in the sewer. …You’ve read plenty about monsters, they generally don’t attack each other, but generally don’t cooperate either unless they “share a theme” or are otherwise related. …It’s just… well, not standing, so I guess… curled up there, starting at you. It’s shaking slightly, with the sound of squeaking rubber coming from it occasionally.

2/2

>...just try to squeeze by it and head up the ladder… Maybe it’s so feral the introduction is more like a wolf’s howl than actual speech when hunting prey…
>Er… maybe you could try to ask where you are right now in the city? Probably safer than popping your head out with no clue- you might get run over by a bus before you even see it.
>FIRSTSTRIKEKILLKILLKILLIT’SPROBBABLYKILLEDHUMANSTOTALLYJUSTIFIED
>write in

>>6244779
>write in
>put a boney finger to where our lips used to be and shhh it
>then try to tell it "Don't tell them I was here. I'm just trying to run and get away in one piece. Please don't hurt me or kill me, I dont wanna die! I'm a monster to, see! I'm just new to this"
>which probably comes out as something like "Tell them...I was here...run away...or die...Monster

>>6244786
Agreed, this is a good plan.

>>6244779
>>FIRSTSTRIKEKILLKILLKILLIT’SPROBBABLYKILLEDHUMANSTOTALLYJUSTIFIED
I want to eventually go the sweet mask route. the basically king but monster joke will get old.

>>6244779
>...just try to squeeze by it and head up the ladder… Maybe it’s so feral the introduction is more like a wolf’s howl than actual speech when hunting prey…

>>6244786
+1
truly we are the "King" of monsters

>>6244779
>>6244786
Supported. Maybe we can keep him as a pet.

>>6244779
>Er… maybe you could try to ask where you are right now in the city? Probably safer than popping your head out with no clue- you might get run over by a bus before you even see it.

Okay, it’s confused if you’re a human or not! Just clear up the confusion, he’ll fuck off, and you can both fuck off. Should also make sure he doesn’t snitch so you don’t get yourself laser’d, blown apart, and fucking CANNABALIZED ON LIVE TV. For once, despite you shaking and clattering in your robe, you slowly take off your sunglasses and take off your mask and don’t fuck up majorly for a moment. For some reason, Tirepede starts squeaking more and more. Actually, it’s really fucking loud now. Holy shit, it sounds like a bunch of monsters made of animal balloons having an orgy, like that one time on the news a few years back.

However, while you are not as scared as shit as usual, you are still not used to speaking with your bony jaw, and all this fucking squeaking is really goddamn loud.
>“Shhhhh…”
The squeaking stops abruptly
> “Tell them...I was here… die… Monster… too… New…”
Er… Actually pretty successful! Told him to not snitch, and that you were a new monster!...WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DELUDING YOURSELF INTO!?!? YOU gave it a fucking death threat oh god you’re going to have to fight it to the death and it’s probably more experienced than you! The squeaking intensifies as you brace for an attack! You grasp your scythe as it begins to writhe, doubtless about to strike!

>“OH YES SURE YES YES GOOD YEP YEP WON’T SNITCH, CAN’T SNITCH EVEN IF TIREPEDE WANTED TO WHICH TIREPEDE DOESN’T! TIREPEDE LOOKS LIKE THIS, HEROES WILL TALK TO TIREPEDE!? THE ANSWER IS NO, NO NO! ”

Oh god, his voice sounds like someone is stitching a bunch of different clips of cars “burning rubber”. Uh, well, that was… surprisingly straightforward. However, before you can do anything else, he continues screeching at you.

>“TIREPEDE WILL NOW MAKE GOOD-QUALITY INTRODUCTION! BORN FROM WASTED TIRES! IF HUMANS CANNOT APPRECIATE TIRE BEAUTY, CANNOT USE TIRES PROPER, TIREPEDE WILL EAT, CONSUME! MAKE GOOD-WELL USE! HUMANS MAKE SHIT-BAD USE!”
>“TIREPEDE IS WILLING TO SHARE GOOD-QUALITY TOP-TIRE IF WANT BUT TIREPEDE HAVE NO TIRE RIGHT NOW, NOT EVEN SHIT-QUALITY BORING-SLEEP-TIRE! CANNOT SHARE EVEN IF WANTED TO WHICH TIREPEDE AM AND IF ASKED WHICH YOU HAVE HAVE NOT AND TIREPEDE IS MOST GREAT DEEPFUL SORRYFUL FOR NOT HAVING GOOD-QUALITY TOP-TIRE!”
Tirepede then stops and begins staring at you again, and the squeaking starts again. You think he’s waiting for you to say something. Wait, he’s curled up a bit more than before. …is he curling up for an attack? Is he going back in his tire disguise? Is it a minor thing you’re freaking too much about!? FUCK, THIS IS EVEN WORSE THAN TALKING TO PEOPLE!

>Ask what’s on the other side of the Ladder he’s sleeping under
>Ask him if he wants you to listen to your backstory.
>Just shove your way past him and climb the damn ladder
>KILLITTHESQUEAKINGISASONICATTACKMADETODEBUFFYOUANDMAKEYOUNAUSEOUS
>Write in

>>6245029
To make sure we've got this straight, Tirepede is an abandoned tire turned sentient who harbors resentment toward humanity for wasting tires, and for one reason or another, is eager to share high-quality tires, right?

>Ask what’s on the other side of the Ladder he’s sleeping under
We should ask to make sure, but it's likely a dump or automotive shop of some kind. Tires are abundant in places like those and that's where Tirepede would be.

>>6245029
>Ask him if he wants you to listen to your backstory

Trauma dump on the tires !

>>6245029
>Ask him if he wants you to listen to your backstory.
Finally a friendly face, creature, thingie.

>>6245029
>Ask what’s on the other side of the Ladder he’s sleeping under

>>6245029
>Ask him if he wants you to listen to your backstory.

>>6245029
>Ask him if he wants you to listen to your backstory.
even Saitama exchanges backstories sometimes. Its part of earth culture to do so, Monster or Human

QM NOTE: Job Search trouble, updates will get a lot less consistent. Sorry. Also I really wish fonts were a thing on here, I can’t have Tirepede screaming all the time and you speaking in capslock too, it looks messy. I’ll try to find a fix for it.

Oh, he wants to hear your backstory maybe…? Monsters announce their’s a LOT. Like, you’ve looked into monster attacks, an average monster announces their backstory at least three times before being taken down. Of course, there are exceptions, like the ones that can’t talk. You haven’t felt an instinct to do it, but you might as well, right?
>“Do you wish to know how I came into being?”
>”UH… TIEREPEDE WILL HEAR-LISTEN YEP YEP YEP!!”
Alright, good! Probably??? Alright, time to explain that whoever is in charge of monsterization is a fucking idiot and doesn’t understand how the fear of death is perfectly natural and completely normal. Fearing what comes after is entirely consistent as well! All the goddamn major religions splintered like- at minimum, over a thousand times after the monsters showed up and that one Dragon-level Angel mimic scammed the shit out of everyone! In short, you’re the normal one, everyone else is insane!
>“I WAS BORN FROM THE FEAR OF DEATH, DEATH, AND WHAT MAY COME AFTER.”
>“L-LIKE FROM A CATA-WHATSIT, BOSS?”
>“THE NORMAL, UNREMARKABLE FEAR OF DEATH, THE DEATH EVERYONE SHOULD FEEL FROM BEING IN THE WORLD. THE FEAR MANY PEOPLE SEEM TO LACK.”
Tirepede begins squeaking loudly again.
>“OH YEP YEP YEP REAL GOOD TIREPEDE WANTS TO MAKE IT VERY CLEAR TIREPEDE IS SCARED SHITLESS OF DYING.”
Oh wait shit, the way you worded it makes it sound like you’re bent on killing everything! YOU FUCKING DUMBASS!
>“S-SO, LIKE, UH, “KILL ALL HUMANS, AND JUST THE HUMANS, AND DEFINITELY NOT MONSTERS LIKE TIREPEDE” AMIRIGHT BOSS?”

>Actually try to get him to understand what you mean! (Roll 1d100, Bo3, DC 70)
>Deflect by asking him to expand on his motivations!
>No, no no! That is not what you want to do! You do NOT want to kill all humans, or all monsters for that matter!
>write in

(Qm note: Option three always leads to a misunderstanding, Option one, if you pass the DC check, does not. Option three and Option one’s misunderstandings are different.)

>>6245938
>Actually try to get him to understand what you mean! (Roll 1d100, Bo3, DC 70)

Not so secretly hoping for a critfail

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>6245938
>Actually try to get him to understand what you mean! (Roll 1d100, Bo3, DC 70)
No no no we don't want to KILL everyone, we just want them recognize that they're going to DIE and that if they aren't careful, they will die SOONER than others.

>>6245947
You rolled too early. Dice rolls are reserved for AFTER the choice has won, not during the voting period. But congrats on the good roll, even if it was wasted

>>6245938
>Actually try to get him to understand what you mean! (Roll 1d100, Bo3, DC 70)
>>6245947
Damn, what a waste.

>>6245938
>Deflect by asking him to expand on his motivations!
>>6245949
fuck

>>6245938
>Deflect by asking him to expand on his motivations!
No trust in our social skills

Also fonts aren't a thing, but if you're posting from the same ID/IP you started the thread with, you can use some basic formatting:

[b]bold[/b], [i]italic[/i], and color tags [red]red[/red], [green]green[/green], and [blue]blue[/blue].

Doesn't work for me but should work for you.

Rolled 10, 39, 36 = 85 (3d100)

Attempting to explain for real wins.

>bold
bold

>>6246125
Ooof

>>6246125
Guess the little critter thinks we're an omnicidal maniac now.

>>6246125
so we don't roll ?

>>6246136
I'll let you guys roll next time, it's late, so I assumed no one was on. Sorry.

The heart-stopping escapades of Craven Death, he who embodies Fear

No, no, no! Alright! Calm down! All you have to do is explain yourself properly and articulately, and everything will be just fine.
>“Humanity is a blind and deluded beast, wandering the cliffs of oblivion, convinced of it’s eternal existence. Monsterkind arises out of the tiniest events, yet they are convinced they will be able to suppress them through mere acts of violence. So great is their hubris, those that see through their lies are assaulted by the nature of the world itself. THEY MUST BE MADE TO SEE, HOW FRAGILE, HOW TRANSIENT THEIR EXISTENCE IS.”
…Okay, now that you’re saying it out loud… you kind of see why you got the cops called on you when you started handing out copies of your manifesto. It’s only the intro that was written like this though! The rest are indisputable, inarguable, cold hard facts and research! On the bright side, this seems to have finally made Tirepede lower his guard and stop squeaking.
>“YEAH YEAH YEAH! FUCK-KILL THE HUMANS! PHEW! BOSS, YA REALLY GOTTA LEAD WITH THAT SORTA STUFF! THOUGHT YOU WERE GONNA KILL-RIP TIREPEDE TO SHREDS! MONSTERS GOTTA STICK TOGETHER!”

Er… well, you’re not sure how to feel that your first real friendly interaction is with a monster who seems to be fine with all of humanity dying because they “waste tires” but… it’s better than having to fight him to the death, I guess.
>“Buhuhuhuhu! Of course a weakling like you would say that!”
OH GREAT, CAN’T YOU HAVE A SINGLE FUCKING SECOND TO REST!?!?!
You whip around to see… oh shitsicles, a fucking hulk of a fishman looking monster pulling itself out of the river of filth. It towers above you, and you’re already at least six feet tall since your transformation! Tirepede begins squeaking furiously again, FUCK. If you still had ears, you’d be going deaf from the sound.
>“Didn’t I tell you that this is MY territory now, maggot?!”
>“TIREPEDE IS NOT A MAGGOT! IT IS LITERALLY IN TIREPEDE NAME! TIREPEDE IS MILLI- OR CENTI-PEDE! TIREPEDE IS NOT 100% CERTAIN HIMSELF! SECOND, TIREPEDE HAS NOWHERE ELSE TO GO TO SAVE TIRES FROM GREAT WASTE FROM SHIT-SLOW HUMANS!!”
>“Hmph! I don’t give two shakes of my goddamn fin about your damn tires! Fucking clear off, or I’ll make you! …Or do you and your skinny little friend think you can fight me!?”
The fish monster chortles at his “humor” before staring at you two.
>”Say, what’s your name, bonehead? I think I might keep you around, use you as a toothpick dispenser!”
Tirepede begins curling up, clearly preparing to either run away or strike, but is trembling and appears unsure what to do.

1/2

>You… don’t actually know. Sure, you still want to call yourself Anon Hardwood, but aren’t you supposed to have a monster name? Like, people monsterize on the spot, and start calling themselves shit like “Mauler Banana”- you kind of assumed that it would enter into your mind naturally. Ask for help. …you might be dissociating judging from how calm you’re being for once.
>STRIKE HIM DOWN WHILE HE TALKS!!!!
>Pick up tirepede and make a run for it!
>write in

(For reference, if you had attempted to explain using option three, Tirepede would have gotten the impression that you were a straight up manifestation of the fear of death, and wanted to farm monsters and humans after wiping out enough of them to empower yourself and keep yourself alive.)

>>6246144
>Write in
>I...am...the truth...monster(having attempted to tell fish face, "I am...the truth is new to this, being a monster)

>>6246144
>I am just a craven fool, afraid of death
>I AM....Craven.....Death

>>6246154
I like it, better than what I wrote, switching my vote to support this instead

>>6246144
>>6246154
+1

>>6246154
+1
"you are craving death?"

>>6246154
>+1

FUCKINGHELLWHATTHESHIT, GOD HORSESHIT DAMNNIT, DELAY, DELAY, DELAY! Just… Stall and be humble until you can come up with a better plan! Something like “I’m a craven fool who’s scared of death, please don’t hurt me!” Right, yeah! It won’t be pleasant, but this guy definitely seems like the type to use and abuse others rather than just offing them!
>I… am… Craven… Death…
WHYDOYOUKEEPDOINGTHISTO YOURSELF!?!? On the plus side, that’s a very fitting name! …WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?!? That’s WORSE! If you just kept identifying as your old name, that would make people more sympahtetic to you, and would make you seem less monster-like! Wait, this is another monster, so being more monsterlike is a good thing in this situation! Get your head in the game Anon!
>“...Hur hur hur, fancypants name for such a skinny pipsqueak! You sure it isn’t Craving Death with how you’ve been stepping on my turf with the rubber maggot? I’m the SEWER SULTAN, and I’m Royalty around here! Anyways, I want you two out of my turf now! Normally I’d just squash you two, but I’m feeling generous today!”
Tirepede makes an indignant squeaking sound.
>“FINE, TIREPEDE WILL LEAVE THIS SEWER! IT SMELLED LIKE BADNESS AND DID NOT HAVE AS GREAT ACESS TO TIRES AS I IMAGINED-THOUGHT IN THE FIRST PLACE!”
Tirepede crawls closer to the ladder and glances at you, half-expecting for you to follow. However, as he touches the bottom run, the fishman monster strides over, and crushes a rung in his grip.
>“Nah.”
>“WHAT DO YOU MEAN-THINK “NAH!?!” TIREPEDE IS LEAVING THIS CRAP-RIVER OF AWFULNESS YOU CLAIM-THINK YOU OWN AS YOU WISHED!”
>“Yeah, that’s the thing, I own this place, so I decide who gets to use what, and I don’t think you two weaklings deserve to use this Ladder! So get out! Scram! And If I find you still in my sewers, you’re dead meat!”
The fishman crosses his arms and chortles, clearly satisfied in his attempt to assert dominance. Which has worked fantastically- HE FUCKING CRUSHED METAL IN HIS BARE HANDS, DEAR LORD!!! SURE, IT WAS RUSTY, OLD METAL, BUT STILL!!!!
>“THIS IS HORSE-BULLSHIT! TIREPEDE DOES NOT EVEN KNOW WHERE OTHER LADDERS ARE!”
The fishman scowls as Tirepede protests, and turns to face the rubber monster.
>“Oh yeah? If it’s so “horse-bullshit, why don’t you do something about it, you maggot?””
…Which is directly away from you. You could try to attack him… if you were at all confident in your bony ass’s ability to take this guy on in a fight- though Tirepede will probbbably help? GODDAMNIT, YOU CAN’T EVEN TELL IF THIS GUY IS TIGER OR WOLF LEVEL, OR WHAT LEVEL YOU ARE, FUCK.

>Skedaddle up the ladder while the two monsters are arguing!
>Offer to trade supplies in your pack in exchange for Ladder use!
>KILLHIMKILLHIMKILLHIMWHILEHE’SLOOKINGAWAY!
>write in

>>6247884
>KILLHIMKILLHIMKILLHIMWHILEHE’SLOOKINGAWAY!
Attack while his back is turned like a true coward.

>>6247884
>Put your hand on his shoulder, asking him to be a bit more considerate

>>6247935
+1
Would be funny

>>6247884
>ILLHIMKILLHIMKILLHIMWHILEHE’SLOOKINGAWAY!

>>6247935
+1

>>6247884
>>Put your hand on his shoulder, asking him to be a bit more considerate
Omae wa mo shindeiru

>>6247935
Kek, +1

>>6248015
I'm >>6244079, IP changed

>>6247935
We're all equal in the face of Death and it's hardships

>>6247884
>KILLHIMKILLHIMKILLHIMWHILEHE’SLOOKINGAWAY!

>>6247884
>>6247935
+1 to this.

>>6247884
>KILLHIMKILLHIMKILLHIMWHILEHE’SLOOKINGAWAY!

>>6247935
+1 if this someone leads to him having a heart attack like our landlord
>"you are making a mistake, dont be so cruel im sure i can take care of whatever you want and sort this out"
"you...are....a....mistake....dont...be so...cruel. Im sure.....I can take....you.... out"

welp, I'll miss this