Ahhh… the first few days of summer, blazing hot sun overhead, inviting everyone out of their homes to enjoy some icecream, climb some trees and work on that tan.
But you, Dash Addams; student extraordinaire, won’t be doing that, now will you? Nope, you’ve been forced into summer school, thanks to a desire to graduate any time soon. You only failed by a little bit, and that’s mostly because the teachers didn’t like you. Mostly.
Of course, the school doesn’t leave the air conditioning running during summer, so instead the comfortably warm heat from outside turns the building into a sweltering over, as you find your way into your classroom.
None of the faces nearby are familiar, all doing their best to fan themselves off with scraps of paper while a skinny looking dude with glasses at the front of the class seems to be doing his best to get an actual electronic fan working, all while he continues wearing a thick looking hoodie.
You take a seat in the middle of class, slumping onto a hand, sweat already tracing its’ way down the back of your neck, as the teacher tells the kid to abandon the fan and get to his desk.
The woman at the head of the class clears her throat, throwing her hair off her neck and opening a few windows, “Good morning class.” She greets, with an attempt at energetic cheer, the sign of a fresh diploma-bearing graduate. All she gets is a chorus of half hearted grunts in return, and one set of angry mutters from some kid wearing a hat in the back. The teacher shrugs it off, accepting it as the best she’ll be getting from a summer school class, and rolls onwards into a remedial maths lesson.
The morning draaaags by, and more than once you have to stop writing to clear sweat from your eyes, the room only getting hotter as the day wears on, until the class mercifully breaks for recess. The teacher, Miss Kelli sags into the chair behind her desk, wiping sweat out from under her collar, as you finally get a chance to look around at the others properly.
That kid with the glasses is looking at the fan again, pulling open some panel at the back, and looking between it and his phone. Besides them, there’s a pair of twins behind you, the sister frowning at everyone as she bites into a celery stick, her brother on the… rounder side eating a cookie which looks pretty delicious. There’s two particularly annoyed looking dudes in the back, one of them the angry hat wearer from earlier, the other practicing drumming on his desk and looking out the window in what is probably meant to look really deep mannnn. And finally there’s a scrawny asian kid sitting in the front row right by the teachers desk, who’s still working on math problems between quick bites of something that reeks of soy sauce.
Well… you’ve got no food of your own and nothing better to do…
>Gonna take a leak, screw all these guys.
>See if you can help with the fan.
>Talk with those twins, the brothers got food to spare.
>Gotta be a story behind that hat, talk to the angry kids.
>Ask Miss Kelli for some more problems to work on.
>>44289531
>Gonna take a leak, screw all these guys.
too cool for these fags
>>44289531
>Gonna take a leak, screw all these guys.
We must find toiletnatormon!
I wonder if this will end up like Battle Royale or Dangan Ronpa?
>>44289531
>See if you can help with the fan.
>>44289531
>See if you can help with the fan.
>>44289531
>Talk with those twins, the brothers got food to spare.
Gon get that cookie.
>>44289531
>>Gonna take a leak, screw all these guys.
>>44289531
>See if you can help with the fan.
>>44289531
>See if you can help with the fan
This should be interesting.
>>44289531
>Talk with those twins, the brothers got food to spare.
Calling the vote
>>44289531
>See if you can help with the fan.
>>44289531
>the brother's got food to spare*
>throw the painting at the ghost to see if it works like a pokeballI'm just messing
>>44289901
'Sup Chuckles?Chuckles you shitlord stealing Kato's ideas.
>>44289977
Oops, wrong thread.
>>44289984
He got it before Kato did.
>>44289901Futa protagonist?
>>44290042
Hence spoilering, I honestly don't care, just messing with him.
>>44290089
>>44290089
>>44290089
I think Anonkun is the website you're looking for.
Well, might as well try and do something for the greater good of the class. You stroll over to the fan and squat next to the guy, peering into its innards as he prods things in seemingly random order. “You got any idea what you’re doing?” You have to ask.
He shrugs, “Hell no, but if I pull up some schematics on my phone when the teachers looking, I get to use the internet.” He turns his phone to me, showing him scrolling through some site about robot shows.
“Kind of a lazy move, no?” You ask back.
He shrugs, offering you a smile, “Eh.” A hand extends, covered in his sleeve. “Name’s Casey.”
“Dash.” You inform him, hearing him snort in his throat, “Dash Addams.” The snort gets even deeper as he hides his mouth behind his hand. “Yeah…” You have to agree.
Casey spends a minute working through that, before he recovers himself, flicking back to the fan diagram he’d pulled up. “Okay… Now, in my fully trustworthy position as an electrical engineer….” He snorts a little again, “I dunno, I think this…?” He prods a circuit board, “Needs resoldering? The heat’s gotten so bad that all the old solder melted together. Woo, summer.”
You look over his shoulder, noticing dark clouds rolling over the horizon, “Well, seems a storm’s coming… maybe that will help with the heat a little.”
Casey shrugs again, “Or it’ll just make the weather even worse, nothing worse than hot rain.”
“You’re a glass half empty kind of person aren’t you?” You remark, as Miss Kelli claps her hands, calling everyone back to their desks again.
Casey slots into the desk next to yours this time, slipping his phone away, as the slow march towards lunch begins. It seems Casey was right though, despite the dark clouds blotting out the sun through the windows, nothing changes about the heat, if anything it get’s even worse.
Just as Miss Kelli is about to let us go for lunch, you feel your phone buzzing in your pocket… as does everyone else apparently, as everyone clutches at their bags or pockets in confusion. “Guys, no phones in cla- oh, that’s mine.” Miss Kelli calls, trying to control the situation, before grabbing her own.
Someone’s calling you, unknown number, no caller ID, nothing.
>Answer it
>No stranger danger for you today, reject it.
>Wait for someone else to answer, see what happens.
>>44290319
>Answer it
Hot digimon as partner?
>>44290319
>Answer it
Could be important.
>>44290319
>Answer it
Could be that we won something
>>44290319
>>Answer it
>>44290319
>>Answer it
>>44290347
Angewomon?
>>44290319
Answer it, it could be mon. . . I mean mom.
>>44290319
>Answer it
hello you have reach dominos, we would like it if you would call back later as for right now we are fumigate the kitchen to remove the rats that have set up a nest in one of the ovens. Sorry for the inconvenience but we're trying to solve it as quickly as we can.
>>44290319
>Answer it
Why yes I would like to know more about payment protection insurance, however did you guess.
I'm just eagerly awaiting /tg/'s choice of digimon partner. I hope you don't immediately flirt with it.
>>44290552
Why wouldn't we get a digimon we could fuck? It's the internet! It's for porn!
>>44290552partner digimon is already picked ahead of time
>>44290577
Cool!
>>44290577
that isn't exactly a no
>>44290577
Chuckles.. Bruv.. I'm not saying it should be the one we could fuck, I'm just saying it would be a shame if it wasn't.
Jokes on everyone else, I find all digimon sexually arousing.
>>44290628
Every digimon is one you can fuck if you're determined enough.
>>44290606
>>44290615
>>44290628
We're a guy, that means our partner is prolly going to be a guy. Never seen a mismatched gender digipartner pairing. So at best we get a bro who fucks a girl's partner while we fuck the girl.
>>44290632
>>44290642
I like you, you can come over to digiworld with me and fuck my digimon.
>>44290668
Chuckles players have gone gay before m8.And we'll do it again.
>>44290632
Even the old man tree one?
>>44290668
>Gender.
Got it I identify as a fuckable blond. Commaan digipoon.
>>44290668
Pretty sure Yolie and Hawkmon.
You accept the call, bringing it up to your ear, only for a loud AOL-esque screeching to blare out of the speaker, right into your ear.
You drop your phone in shock, clutching your ear as a loud ringing sets into your skull.
It seems Casey had the same result, holding his phone at arm's length, the two start to harmonise, as do all the others phones as well, the noise building and increasing in pitch.
You slam the disconnect button with a thumb, but nothing happens the screeching continues, building and building, as a fierce wind starts howling against the windows.
The kid in the hat, the only one without a phone, runs for the door, grabbing at the handle and trying to tug it open to no avail.
He spits out something that sounds like a curse, kicking the door, just as all the windows shatter, the glass being sucked outwards.
What the hell is going on? The wind rushes into the room now, sucking everything towards the windows, desks and chairs slipping across the floor, loose papers sucked into the black void that's come from the clouds.
The kid with the hat is dragged off his feet and hurled through the window, screaming the whole way, and Miss Kelli goes a few seconds later.
Everyone else clings to their desks for dear life, even as you feel yours grate along the floor.
You shove your phone back into your pocket, thinking.
>Well, no sense fighting it, jump into the mystery wind.
>Go for the door, it's gotta work.
>Other
>>44290734
>Well, no sense fighting it, jump into the mystery wind.
CANNONBALL
>>44290734
>>Go for the door, it's gotta work.
>>44290734
>Go for the door, it's gotta work.
just grab the heaviest crap you can to keep you from getting sucked out.
>>44290720
All.
Of.
Them.I bet his leaves would feel so nice with my balls nestled against them...
>>44290734
>Go for the door, it's gotta work.
>>44290734
Go for the door while freaking the fuck out because a black void is eating our classmates
Unrelated to the vote but we should totes find a PawnChessmon to be our partner
>Well, no sense fighting it, jump into the mystery wind.
I MUST GO, MY PLANET NEEDS ME!
>>44290734
>Well, no sense fighting it, jump into the mystery wind.
>>44290734
>>Other
Grab all the junk we can before getting dragged in, food tools,exc.
>>44290786
Quick, grab the fat kid!
>>44290734
Grab the Teacher!
going for the door, roll me a d20 on that
>>44290668
Digimons don't have gender or sex, though.
>>44290912
>>44290829
GRAB THE FAT TEACHER!
Rolled 11 (1d20)
>>44290913
Rolled 1 (1d20)
>>44290913
sURE THNG BOSS
>>44290912
Is she hot?
Rolled 20 (1d20)
>>44290913
Cmon lets roll a 1 crit fails are funny this early on
>>44290378
I always found LadyDevimon pretty hot
>>44290913I forgot how to roll.
>>44290921
You say that and are technically right but at the same time you are full of shit.
>>44290928
Only fat thing on the teacher is dat ass.
>>44290938
You've doomed us all.
>>44290945
Or not..
Fuck it let's take the one and be the kid who splits off from the others and becomes an evil shithead who rules digiworld.
Also bring the teacher. MILFS Always make the best evil seconds.
Rolled 4 (1d20)
>>44290913
>>44290938
>>44290945
oh good we're playing this game it seems
Rolled 11 (1d20)
>>44290913
>>44290913
Hang on, trying again.
>>44290952
put dice+(x)d(y) in the options field
so dice+1d20
Rolled 1 (1d20)
>>44290998
>dice+1d20
Oh.
>>44290954
It's been addressed in one series, I think.
Digimons don't have sexual organs, and they don't call themselves one gender or another on their own.
Then, humans see how the digimon look/act, and think they're boys or girls
>>44290959
>>44290941
>>44290912
Teacher is also a good option
1 and 20 on the first roll
We're playing this game now are we, tg?
>>44290959
THEN GRAB IT!
>>44290938
>>44290945
>>44291014
>Fuck it let's take the one and be the kid who splits off from the others and becomes an evil shithead who rules digiworld.
We could keep the aesthetic without doing anything villainous
>Also bring the teacher. MILFS Always make the best evil seconds.
Uniform: latex & leather?
>>44291043
For some reason I always thought this was a picture of a fat lex luthor.
>>44291043
We could always, you know, not do crits
>>44291043
The answer is simple! We critical fail tearing the door off of it's mounts. We use the 20 to land on it without instant death. Also the teacher chuckles.
>>44291094
>This guy
>>44291083
>We could keep the aesthetic without doing anything villainous
So look totally normal?
>>44291043
>Would have escaped, but got jumped directly into it after being distracted by Sensei's sexiness
>>44291119
No, keep the "eeeeeevil" aesthetic, but not be a bad guy.
Being in another world would be a good occasion to have a giant dungeon and stuff like that
>>44291043
>>44291171
>No, keep the "eeeeeevil" aesthetic
That could easily cover half the digimon.
>>44291174
I don't get it?
>>44291083
>>44291171
I say screw that and instead we go full team rocket evil. Be truly nefarious with outlandish schemes to conquer the world using giant robots powered and air baloons
>>44291196
Replace the "Ho Ho" with "Ha Ha".
>>44291215
>>44291196
It's a christmas cake. As in ... The teacher? Fuck it I tried.
You throw yourself out of your chair, time to live up to your name, do some hero shit! You drag yourself from desk to desk, hauling yourself across the room, heading for the door, Casey grabbing onto your arm and hauling himself out of seat to join your march across the room.
Drummer kid’s the next to go, with his window seat he didn’t stand much chance, while the twins have thrown themselves to the floor, trying to cling to a sturdy bookcase, while the nerd in the front row grabs onto the teachers’ desk.
The doorknob rattles as you approach, like someone’s trying to open it from the outside, Casey throws himself at the door, desperately trying to twist it open, as loud thumping comes from the otherside.
“Hell are you kids doing in there?” A cranky voice calls inside. “Better not be making more mess!” Seems the janitors come to investigate.
You grab Casey by the shoulder and point to the door hinges. He starts kicking at the lower one, bashing at the cheap plywood, while you slam a fist near the higher hinge, denting the door in a few swings, as the wind starts to suck with greater intensity.
The girl twin yelps as her grip looses, and her brother watches her fall, before letting go and diving after her, while the asian kid sails off with the teacher's bag in hand.
“Keep going!” You yell over the wind to Casey, just as you punch through the door.
You’re greeted by a bizzare sight, the hallway outside has broad daylight, none of this pitch black cloud stuff, of course that view only lasts a few seconds, as the now unhinged door has you pinned behind it, pinning you and Casey behind it, you both get forced back across the room and thrown out into the void.
The next thing you know, you’re lying down, and everything’s hot… hotter than before. Feels like you’re lying face down on sand too.
You bolt upright, wiping sand from your face, staring in every direction… There’s nothing but desert and sand dune in every direction for miles, save for Casey and the classroom door, both of which are currently half embedded in the sand.
>Check your phone, praise be to google maps.
>Dig Casey out
>Scout out the top of a sand dune
>Freak out
>Other
>>44291373
>Twins, boy and girl
Oh, oh that's fucking brilliant
>ofw we succeed in escaping and don't go to the digital world
>>44291398
>Dig Casey out
>>44291398
>Freak out
We are a child that just got eaten by the void, let us react like a child.
>>44291398
>Freak out.
>>44291398
Get Casey out of the ground, then have the nerd check the phones.
>>44291398
>>Dig Casey out
then
>Scout out the top of a sand dune
>>44291398
>Dig Casey out
>>44291398
>>Check your phone, praise be to google maps.
>>Dig Casey out
also keep the door. You can use it to slide down dunes
>>44291398
>Dig Casey out
>>44291398
>Freak out.
>>44291398
>>Dig Casey out
he might suffocate or something if we don't. Administer first aid and get sand out of your underwear.
>>44291424
Nope. That's not allowed.
>>44291398
>Freak out
for brief moment, then
>Dig Casey out
>>44291398
>Scout out the top of a sand dune
>I hate sand, it's coarse and irritating and it gets everywhere
>>44291398
>Dig Casey out
>Check your phone, praise be to google maps.
>>44289517
>Chuckles doing digimon
please no, I don't care what you do to the other series, but not this.
>>44291592
>>44291592
It's far too late for that anon, you have two choices now. Run in terror, or join us.
>>44291651
terror it is.
You know, digiworld consist of data from internet. It would be logical to assume most of the data digital world consists of is porn.
>>44291716
Stands to reason.
But wait, most of the internet's porn is of renamon...
Chicken or egg?
>>44291716funny you mention that
>>44291750
Oh lord no pleaseGood thing I've never been to a Chuckles quest.
>>44291750
This quest is going wonderful places before it's even started
>>44291750
>>44291772
>>44291775
>>44291799
probably not to the degree you're all thinking
>>44291824
>pussying out already
Chucccckleeeeesssss.......
>>44291824
>Getting our hopes up
You cruel man you
You quickly trudge through the sand and drop by Casey’s side, hauling sand away as his legs start to kick around. You grab them for a moment and hold them still. “Just hang still, I’ll get you out!” You tell him.
After a minute or so of digging around him, the sand is loose enough that you can pull him free, yanking up on his legs, his head finally pops free sand raining from his dark mop of hair. “You alright?”
He shrugs it off. “Never better, my head was in a tiny cave with some air, so I wasn’t gonna suffocate. Oh yeah, I also saw these talking beach balls down there. Check it out.” He shoves his head back in the sand, “Hey guys, come on out!”
Sure enough, two round… things bounce forward as Casey pulls his head out, grabbing the first one herself; a purple ball with a ferret tail and wearing a horned helmet, while the other is an orange fuzzball with one giant horn sticking out from it’s head, both with big eyes and even bigger mouths.
Casey laughs as he tosses the purple one in his arms, “This little guy’s Kapurimon apparently. He’s great.” It seems to be enjoying itself at least.
You glance back down at the orange ball. “Tsunomon. Glad to make your acquaintance.” It dips its horn, rather cordial greeting for a… ball... thing.
>Dash Addams, nice to meet you.
>Casey are we hallucinating?
>Seen any other humans crash into the desert lately?
>What are you and where the hell are we?
>Write in
>>44291824
>>44291883
>Dash Addams, nice to meet you.
>Seen any other humans crash into the desert lately?
>What are you and where the hell are we?
But ask the last part nicely.
>>44291824
Gonna love it either way.
>>44291883
>Dash Addams, nice to meet you.
>>44291883
>Dash Addams, nice to meet you.
>>44291883
>Write in.
OH YOUR SO CUTE, I CAN JUST FEED YOU CRISP ALL DAY, AHHH!
>>44291883
>Dash Addams, nice to meet you.
>Casey are we hallucinating?
>>44291883
>Holy shiznit you little guys are stinkin' adorable!
>>44291883
>>Dash Addams, nice to meet you.
>>Casey are we hallucinating?
Gabumon? nothing more original?
>>44291883
>>Dash Addams, nice to meet you.
>>Casey are we hallucinating?
>>Seen any other humans crash into the desert lately?
>>44292017
Could be like the games, where the digivolution tree is schizo as fuck.
>>44291883
>Dash Addams, nice to meet you.
First things first. I'm not completely rude.
Also, good choice.
>>44291883
>>Dash Addams, nice to meet you.
>>Seen any other humans crash into the desert lately?
Should have gone after Sensei
>>44291824
Ow common man, I have so many good ideas of degree this could go to. Digimon have such potential.
>>44292054
Pico devimon, eh?
Which mean the critter can become LadyDevimon
>>44292076
Are there any cowdigimon?
>>44291883
I say we activate plot hole powers and replace Tsunomon with Kokomon
>>44292269
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j2J9e6hnc-s
You strike a heroic pose you think suits your name, “Dash Addams, nice to meet you. You want a hand up little guy?”
He nods and you lift him out of his little sand cave, holding him at arm’s length. “Not to be rude… but Casey, are we hallucinating? Heat stroke or something like that?”
He shrugs, “I dunno man, all I know is that this little guy’s real fluffy.” He sets Kapurimon atop his head and balances him there, trying to walk with the creature on top.
“Right. Well.” You turn your attention back to the fuzzball. “Tsunomon, you wouldn’t happen to have seen any other humans land around here, would you?”
He shakes his head, which happens to be all of him, “Nope. No humans round here. Not that we’ve seen anyway, not that we get out much.” He glances over at his helmeted friend. “But, we could help you out with that, it’d be on my honour as a Digimon.”
Digimon, huh? “Well, thanks I guess.” You glance around, dunes and desert in every direction, “Any idea where to look?”
Tsunomon takes a moment to think, “Well…. there’s a beach nearby with a resort, maybe they’d go there? Or there’s a town nearby, just on the other side of a small forest, called Byten. Maybe they’d head there?”
“Ooooh, oooh. What about that swamp to the east?” Kapurimon chips in. “There’s a big old mansion, right in the middle of it.
>Beach sounds pretty good right about now.
>Town seems like the best bet.
>Swamp mansion sounds promising.
>>44292372
>Beach sounds pretty good right about now.
>>44292372
>Beach sounds pretty good right about now.
>>44292372
>Beach sounds pretty good right about now.
>>44292372
>Swamp mansion sounds promising.
>>44292372
>Town seems like the best bet.
Never go nowhere near the sea. It always ends badly, with giant sea creature attacking.
>>44292372
I want to see some beach bunnies! To the boobs. . . I mean to the beach!
Rolled 1 (1d3)
>>44292372
Dice gods decide!
>>44292372
>>Town seems like the best bet.
>>44292372
>Town seems like the best bet.
Beaches have salt water
>>44292372
>Beach sounds pretty good right about now.
>>44292372
>>Town seems like the best bet.
>>44292372
>Beach sounds pretty good right about now.
Why would they go to town when they don't know where they even are?
calling it
>>44292602
Because they can go to nearest police station, and have them call up their parents? Or because phone signal might be better near a town? Or because going to a town means they have some clue where they are? There might be maps, and transport in town, witch would help getting home.
>>44292779
Ok nevermind I was being retarded.
“The beach is probably our best bet. Plus it’d great to cool off in this heat.” You tell him, once more wiping sweat off your forehead. “How close are we though? I don’t hear any seagulls or anything, or the waves…”
Casey punches you in the shoulder, “Yeah, but we just found talking heads with horns in a hole in the ground after getting sucked out a window, I say go with the flow dude.”
Kapurimon swivels around, nodding up a dune, “Not far from here, just a few dunes walk for you big people. But you have to go over the dunes themselves, walking between them leads down, caves all over the place.”
Seeing how steep a climb it is, you offer to carry Tsunomon up the hill, Casey wanting to drag the door behind, insisting it’s remains will make a good sled over the dunes. By the time you reach the top, you can juuuuust make out a blur of blue on the horizon. “Few hours walk, by the looks of it.” You mention.
Casey shrugs, setting the door down and surfing it down with a loud “Wahoo!” Seems he’s not taking this very seriously.
You hurry down after him, helping to trudge it up the next hill, this time and riding it down, building up a rhythm an hour rolls by.
Upon cresting a particularly large hill, you come across a new creature. Something white, with shaggy fur, laying facedown in the sand. If you had to guess, it’d be just slightly taller than you if it were standing up.
>You okay?
>Just keep walking, stranger danger
>Tsunomon, should we go near that thing?
>Other
>>44292868
>>Tsunomon, should we go near that thing?
>>44292868
>Tsunomon, should we go near that thing?
>>44292868
>You okay?
>>44292868
>Tsunomon, should we go near that thing?
Also keep a lookout for good stick/plants we could use to make an umbrella or chase off enemies with. Maybe some palm tree leaves or something. Food too.
I still wanna know what that teacher look like, yum
>>44292868
>Tsunomon, should we go near that thing?
>>44292868
>>Tsunomon, should we go near that thing?
>>44292868
>>You okay?
>See if you can help
>>44292868
>Tsunomon, should we go near that thing?
ask the local
You turn Tsunomon around, “Should we go near that thing? Or is it dangerous?”
He curls his lips into a frown, “I dunno. Never seen that kind of Digimon before. Though from the fur, I’m guessing he’s not a local. Anyone that hairy would burn to a crisp if they lived here full time.”
Casey and Kapurimon take off down the hill, heading straight for the creature. “Hey mister!” He calls. “Yeti guy, are you alright?”
It forces itself up, on it’s hands and knees it watches the human descend with narrowed eyes. “Water?” It croaks, “Do you have any water?”
Casey fumbles in his hoodie pockets for a moment before drawing out a half empty water bottle. “How long has he been sitting on that?” You grumble, keeping your distance.
The yeti thing swipes it out of his hand and downs it in one gulp, growling with satisfaction. “More!” It demands.
Casey shrugs, “That’s all I had. Sorry buddy.”
Tsunomon shifts in your hands, as the yeti stands, “I don’t like that look in his eyes.” He mutters, as the yeti towers over Casey.
Casey is quickly backpedalling away, laughing nervously, as the yeti follows him back up the dune towards you, continually demanding more water.
“More! Now!” The yeti growls.
“Look, buddy, it’s all I got.” Casey laughs, “We’re- uh, heading to the beach? I’m sure they have all the water you could want there.”
The yeti growls, one giant hand curling into a fist. “NOW!” It bellows again.
>Tsunomon, any ideas?
>Jump kick the yeti in the face, drive him off
>Write in
>>44293490
>Jump kick the yeti in the face, drive him off
>>44293490
>>Jump kick the yeti in the face, drive him off
>>44293490
>>Write in
Grab some sand to trow in his eyes and stuff. Trow it in his face and run away!
>>44293490
We're headed to a place with lots of water. You can come with us if you want.
>>44293490
>Jump kick the yeti in the face, drive him off
We masaru now
>>44293490
>Jump kick the yeti in the face, drive him off
we are not smart, it's why we were in summer school after all
>>44293490
>Jump kick the yeti in the face, drive him off
>>44293490
>Jump kick the yeti in the face, drive him off
Alright, roll me 2d20s on that
Rolled 12, 17 = 29 (2d20)
>>44293725
Rolled 17, 7 = 24 (2d20)
>>44293725
Okay
Rolled 17, 6 = 23 (2d20)
>>44293725
BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD
Rolled 3, 15 = 18 (2d20)
>>44293725
Rolled 16, 12 = 28 (2d20)
>>44293725
Here we go.
Rolled 14, 13 = 27 (2d20)
>>44293736
>>44293740
>>44293731
Is it best total or best of each?
Eithee 12,17 or 17,17
Neither is bad, neato
Alright, and 2d5 for damage
Rolled 3, 1 = 4 (2d5)
>>44293818
Rolled 1, 1 = 2 (2d5)
>>44293818
Oh boy.
Rolled 1, 3 = 4 (2d5)
>>44293818
Rolled 1, 5 = 6 (2d5)
>>44293818
Rolled 2, 2 = 4 (2d5)
>>44293818
3 and 5, writing
>>44293818
Noob question: why don't you roll yourself if you only need one result?
Asking for a roll that multiple people will post at the same time just brings the thread closer to bump limit.
>>44293924
It's a best of, so he needs more than one roll to get the result.
Also, people like rolling, it's fun.
Rolled 4, 14 = 18 (2d20)
>>44293962
>he needs more than one roll to get the result.
No he doesn't. Look!
>>44294011
Best of...
He gets his result by multiple people rolling and him taking the best results.
Note the fact that our results were 3, 5, which no-one rolled together.
You’ve got the high ground on the dune, might as well use it. With a roar, you charge at the yeti, dropping Tsunomon and leaping high as you can and driving both feet into it’s nose, sending it staggering backwards, almost tumbling over.
It lets out a howl of fury, trying to right itself again, but Tsunomon’s got your back, “Bubble Blow!”
A stream of bubbles erupts from the fuzzball’s mouth, rushing at the creature and slamming into him. It lets out a few pained grunts, as that topples the beast properly, clearly those weren’t ordinary bubbles… It seems like they hurt the yeti more than your kick did.
The yeti rolls to the bottom of the hill, landing in a sandy pile, before righting itself, fury in it’s eyes.
“Kapurimon!” The orange fuzzball calls to his friend, “Come on, we’ve got to stop this psycho.”
The two balls bounce forwards, standing in the path of this yeti creature, looking fiercely determined.
>Casey, us too, come on.
>Let them handle it, they know what they’re doing.
>Run, while the yeti’s distracted!
>>44294054
He uses best of 5?
>>44294100
>Casey, us too, come on.
>>44294054
Best of what? If he needs 10 dice, having 5 people roll 2 dice each doesn't significantly affect probability.
And if there's no limit, any "best of" roll can be spammed until success is assured!
>>44294100
>Casey, us too, come on.
Time to go full Matt Daimon
>>44294100
>Casey, us too, come on.
4 is better than 2
>>44294114
Yup, or three sometimes.
>>44294100
>Casey, us too, come on.
Use sand to blind him and keep him off our buddies
>>44294100
>Casey, us too, come on.
We fight like men.
This fucking monkey is gonna die of thirst and we're gonna beat them up?
What the hell?
>>44294114
>>44294116
best of 5, yes
3 if it's quiet
Rolled 17, 14, 17, 16, 6, 2, 8, 1, 8, 17 = 106 (10d20)
>>44294114
>He uses best of 5?
Woooooww, this required multiple people to do. Totally impossible otherwise.
>>44294100
>>Casey, us too, come on.
>>44294100
>>Run, while the yeti’s distracted!
>>44294145
Hey, he started it. We did what we could for him and he came at us. Ungrateful fucker wasted our water.
Let's get another divekick in on this guy.
Alrighty, roll me 4d20s please
Rolled 18, 4, 12, 1 = 35 (4d20)
>>44294235
Rolled 5, 11, 11, 4 = 31 (4d20)
>>44294235
More dice for the dice gods.
Rolled 10, 1, 10, 16 = 37 (4d20)
>>44294235
gang battle!
Rolled 4, 4, 16, 15 = 39 (4d20)
>>44294235
Rolled 9, 11, 14, 19 = 53 (4d20)
>>44294235
qrqwrq
>>44294235
ROLL THEM YOURSELF.
THERE'S NO REASON THAT YOU CAN'T.
IT JUST SAVES TIME.
Rolled 2, 10, 4, 2 = 18 (4d20)
>>44294235
>>44294148
I think you're a retard that is unable to comprehend the intent behind a simple line of text, that or you didn't read the context.
>>44294297
Stop fussing.
Rolled 17, 2, 5, 19, 12 = 55 (5d20)
Eesh, roll me another 2d5s
Oh, and rolling Mojyamon
>>44294297
only dreams now anon
>>44294297
They could. But then they're just writing their own fan fiction and we aren't involved.
>>44294297
Cry more newfag?
>>44294297
>reeee I don't like that people don't give a shit about bump limit and/or like rolling dice
>>44294297
Nah, interactivity is part of the /tg/ experience.
As is rolling dice.
Maybe this board isn't for you if you can't understand that.
Rolled 2, 2 = 4 (2d5)
>>44294324
Rolled 10, 5, 3, 4, 2 = 24 (5d10)
>>44294324
hmm
Rolled 1, 4, 2, 6, 10, 4, 13, 14, 17, 13 = 84 (10d20)
>>44294311
2 DICE PER POST
BEST OF 5 POSTS
TOTAL OF 10 DICE
Please, tell me why this can't work.
Rolled 1, 4 = 5 (2d5)
>>44294324
>>44294326
While the anon is being dumb, that doesn't make much sense either.
We don't have control over dice, who rolls them doesn't make a difference.
What makes this interactive are choices, not dice rolls.
Rolled 4, 2 = 6 (2d5)
>>44294324
I'd argue against best of 5 Chuckles, especially with d20's. Too many HeadMaster threads have gone to shit because of crits.
>>44294360
Jesus christ dude, I just told you that you didn't understand my original post.
I was asking a question, you dumb fuckwit, stop replying to my posts with your ideas, it has nothing to do with my fucking question.
LEARN
TO
READ
Rolled 2, 4 = 6 (2d5)
>>44294324
>>44294360
You're either incredibly new, incredibly retarded or an incredibly bad troll. Piss off
>>44294326
>>44294350
There is interactivity because anons are making all the decisions and only roll when the QM tells them to roll. Typing "dice+2d20" is not a decision.
If this quest were happening in a chat client, I would understand, because it only takes a few seconds, post space is unlimited, and players are responsible for keeping track of their own stats. None of this applies here.
>>44294391
>>44294360
And in case you still don't get it:
I was asking if he uses best of 5, as opposed to the usual best of 3 for most quests.
Your fucking dipshit ideas have absolutely no relevance to what I was saying and I won't indulge your dumbfuckery by telling you wheter or not I think they are any good.
Rolled 2, 1 = 3 (2d5)
>>44294324
>>44294437
At this stage I'd say you've wasted more posts than dice rolls have.
Presumably you're just a troll though, so I guess that was your intention.
Rolled 17, 20, 19, 4, 2, 8, 16, 4, 19, 19, 8, 14, 4, 1, 9, 8, 9, 17, 20, 20, 16, 7, 11, 10, 18 = 300 (25d20)
>>44294397
Please explain why it's impossible to run a "best of 5" system in a single post per roll, as opposed to one post calling for a roll, waiting for multiple people to post, and then making them wait for you to interpret results.
You can roll a lot of dice at once, so it's clearly not a technical issue.
For example, see here. >>44294360
The best of the first 5 dice is 10.
The best of the last 5 dice is 17.
How is that any different statistically?
![[Bait].png](https://i.imgur.com/48bAnfd.png "[Bait].png")
Rolled 3, 1 = 4 (2d5)
>>44294551
Bait is bait.
>>44294324
>>44294551
>>44294600
>I have no explanation so I'll resort to name-calling!
Nope, 100% sincere.
If you cannot answer, then I'm right, because I just demonstrated there is a faster alternative.
>>44294662
Why are you even still replying to him?
“Casey, come on, we should help them too!” You call over to him.
He pushes his glasses up his nose and hurries forwards, raising his fists uncertainly in something like a kung fu pose.
The yeti barrels back up the dune, reaching behind it’s back and drawing out a heavy club, that seems to be one giant bone, rushing down on your small group.
Tsunomon blasts the creature again with a stream of bubbles, right in it’s face, while Kapurimon generates a tiny spark of electricity between it’s horns, the spark flying at the yeti, but going wide.
It snarls, slamming the bone into the sand and kicking up a wave that blocks your sight of his approach, before you nod to Casey. You both rush forwards together, only for Casey to end up tripping over his own feet and tumble past the yeti down the hill, while you kick sand in it’s eyes and bring a sharp knee up into it’s snout like nose.
It roars in anger, and before you can duck, the bone slams into your stomach, the force of the blow knocking the wind out of you hard, throwing you back up the dune and slamming you into the sand hard enough to embed a few inches in.
Oh christ in a basket that hurt.
Tsunomon has turned around, worry in it’s eyes as it stares at you. “Dash? You alright?”
You try to reply, but just a vague choking noise escapes your lips, as your phone buzzes in your pocket again. Feeling half concussed, you fish it out, but it’s… different. It’s warped it’s shape, and colour, with the usual apps and background gone, replaced with a little graph of a man, the bottom two thirds of which are coloured in red, while the top third is blank. A readout next to it says
>Dash Addams: HP: 20/30
Well, that can’t be good.
Tsunemon round on the yeti again, growling at the beast, and suddenly a flashing red icon comes up on the touch screen with a picture of Tsunemon next to it, a single word prompt.
“Digivolve?” You read out loud.
>It’s flashing, gotta press it.
>Try to get back to the phone, call for help
>Get back up, gotta help the critters
>>44294708
>It’s flashing, gotta press it.
>>44294708
>It’s flashing, gotta press it.
>>44294708
>It’s flashing, gotta press it.
>Get back up, gotta help the critters
>>44294708
>It’s flashing, gotta press it.
not just wasting a few moments to regain our breath after getting it knocked out of us.
>>44294708
>>It’s flashing, gotta press it.
>>44294685
It's fun
>>44294708
>It’s flashing, gotta press it.
What is our companions next form?
