Welcome to Sin Princess Quest!
A story of evil magical girls, monster waifus, and medieval warlords!
In the emptiness of the Abyss, the space between stars, there sits a patch of blackened earth hosting monstrous forest. This monstrous forest surrounds a twisting, blasted castle, like slates of obsidian frown like a lightening-struck tree. Past the cracked walls and deep into the bowels of the structure there sits a single, untouched patch of earth from which springs a large, poisonous looking flower.
One by one the petals unfold, revealing a murky orb that holds a single, floating, form.
A withered, gnarled fingertip reaches out, prodding the sphere curiously.
"Is it awake yet?"
The prod send a ripple through the fluid, shifting the body within.
Your eyes open and, for the first time, you feel something well within your chest.
A sense of...
>Pride
>Envy
>Wrath
>>46399245
>>Pride
>>46399245
>Wrath
>>46399245
Envy
>>46399245
>>Pride
>>46399245
>Envy
We're going to be jealous of our waifus!Isn't that right, Onii-chan?
>>46399245
>Pride
>>46399245
>Wrath
>>46399245
>Envy
>Pride
Yes, it is pride that fills your blackened heart! Though you have yet to draw your first breath you are certain in the knowledge that you are supreme. You are the ruler of all you survey and all will one day bow to your will.
You tear your way out of the orb with contemptuous ease. It is time to do evil.
>Let's start small. Child murdering.
>Unleash the armies of darkness!
>Begin a cavalcade of increasingly complex villainous plans involving a different creature each week.
>Sit down and see if anything cool is on the telly or not.
> G E N O C I D E
As a head's up, I'll be calling votes after 10 minutes.
If we're stuck on a tie, I'll flip a 1d2 to decide.
Rolled 2 (1d2)
>>46399245
1 is Pride
2 is Evny
>>46399439
I knew this would happen today...
>>46399439
>Sit down and see if anything cool is on the telly or not.
Look for targets of opurtunity
>>46399439
>Sit down and see if anything cool is on the telly or not.
>>46399480
This is my quest now fucker
>>46399439
>>Sit down and see if anything cool is on the telly or not
Maybe we can get some good ideas there.
>>46399439
>Sit down and see if anything cool is on the telly or not.Onii-chan, I'm your favorite, aren't I?
>>46399480
>Envy
Your bright green eyes snap open as the sensation washes over you.
There's someone outside... someone outside of this watery womb. You hate them almost immediately.
How come you're stuck in here and they get to be out... wherever this is? You WANT to be out there!
You push at the walls of your prison. You want to break out!
roll a 1d20, best of three.
>>46399533
>>46399527
>>46399512
>>46399495
>>46399490
I can see this has immediately gone off the rails...
>>46399245sorry, was in the car heading home from college.
god i fucking hate the layout today
Rolled 10 (1d20)
>>46399557
Rolled 16 (1d20)
>>46399557Nah I'm good, I'll stop now
Rolled 19 (1d20)
>>46399557
>>46399639
As you stretch and push against the amorphous barrier, you steadily become more aware of yourself.
Something twists and whirls behind you, stuck to the base of your spine. The blurred shape whirls in front of you and you catch it, only to have its own eyes open, a fanged maw hissing wordlessly in the murk.
Surprised, you kick out with your legs, lashing at the wallss and tearing through them suddenly, the whoosh of liquid sending you sprawling onto the cold stone and dirt, crouched and breathing steadily.
You become aware of so many things at once, but take them in steadily...
What do you...
>See
>Hear
>Feel
>>46399763
>HearOnii-chan, notice me!
>>46399763
>Feel
>>46399805
Ugh, fiiiine!
You're noticed, twerp!
And stop calling me that!
>>46399763
>Feel
>>46399817
What do you mean, Onii-chan? Stop calling you That?
>>46399933
You are... you are such. A. Pest.
>>46399763
>Feel
You close your eyes and block out everything but your tactile senses. Your mind starts working feverishly as you soak up as much information as you can.
Your fingers, no, your claws scrape across the glassy, onyx surface of the floor, cloven hooves dug into the soaked soil beneath your prison. No breeze blows across your soaked frame.
You stretch, slowly, working muscles that haven't been used, rising up on unsteady legs as you feel a comfortable weight sway behind you subconsciously.
Finally, you become aware again that you are not alone.
Bastard, taking up your space... who do they think they are?!
>Health 10/10
"My lady....?"
Your eyes open, free of the viscous fluid, and you see... an old man...?
>cont
>>46400126
No, not an old man... It's a scarecrow, old and musty, with a heavy, moldy beard made of straw. A wide-brimmed hat sits on his head, hiding the rest of his face, his weak, hunched frame supported by a weathered cane.
Your head feels fuzzy. You want to know...
>Who you are
>Who he is
>Where we are
>Other?
>>46400196
>Who you are
>>46400196
>Who you are
>Who he is
>Where we are
>>46400196
>Who you are
>>46400196
>Who are you
Your voice sounds... harsh. Like the sounds you hear when your hooves scrape across the obsidian flooring.
You're naked, hungry, and only a few moments old as far as you can tell. You want answers!
The old scarecrow answers with a voice that sounds like leaves being rustled, bowing as deeply as his already-stooped stature will allow.
"My fair lady, you are the culmination of over a century's work. An ancient scheme, laid out by our long-dead master. You Father."
Father? The word sends a flash of images through your head. The shadows of the circular chamber seem to darken and flicker, forming shapes you don't quite place. But in your mind, you can see a crown, pointed and golden and clad in shimmering jewels.
The old construct continues. "You are the last and only of his lineage" Last? You'd much rather be first... "and you have power that most could never imagine."
"Your name is Avaritia... and you are the Princess of Sin."
Huh.
Reaching within the folds of his tattered brown cloak, the crow retrieves a rusted, gemless circlet. You think it might be silver, but in this state, who could even tell?
>Take the crown, it's yours!
>Demand a better one!
>Ask where we are
>Ask who he is
>Other
sorry for my slow writing!
>>46400667
>Take the crown, it's yours!
>Ask where we are
>Ask who he is
It's not like we aren't going to ask both by the end of the conversation, might as well do it all at once.
>>46400667
>Take the crown, it's yours!
>Ask where we are
>Ask who he is
>>46400667
>Demand a better one!
It's not cute enough, Onii-chan!
>>46400667
>Take the crown, it's yours!
>>46400753
This.
>>46400667
>>Take the crown, it's yours!
>>Ask where we are
>>Ask who he is
Eagerly you snatch the dented crown from his twigs and set it atop your white-haired head. Who cares about the state of it? It's a crown and it's yours!
Turning away and crouching over a murky puddle, you get a good look at yourself. Or, at least, a better-ish look. Hm, pale skin, long white hair... green eyes... a mouth full of pointy, pointy teeth... Yeah, you definitely look like royalty!
Something behind you hisses in agreement and you turn to regard your... snake? Tail? Tailsnake? Who cares what it's called, it's yours too!
As you look over your should, you regard the wretched scarecrow behind you.
"So, ah, who are you to me, then?"
Shuddering, the stickman looks up to you. Did he just nod off...?
"Ah, my Princess, I am afraid I don't have a name... I am a simple caretaker, the last here in this, Castle Golgoth, the last and only of your Father's holds..." He sure likes that line, huh? Oh, wait, it's talking again. "If you could follow me, I could better tell you where you are. I'm afraid it's rather troublesome to put into words..."
Do you
>Follow him, you're kinda curious
>Give him a name! After all, if you name it, it's Yours!
>Other?
>>46401133
>Give him a name! After all, if you name it, it's Yours!
Strix!
>>46401133
>Give him a name, after all if you name it, it's yours!
Let's call him Benjamin, Onii-chan!
>>46401133
>Give him a name
Whatever 4chan gives me as a first name.
>>46401198
That's clever, I like it.
>>46401133
"Hang on, first things first!"
The aged caretaker pauses, unsure of what to do.
"I need to name you!" Clearly this is the most important thing to do right now. Where's don't matter as much as what's and right now you know what to do!
The scarecrow's big, floppy hat tilts, expression unreadable and unimportant.
"You do...?"
"Of course! If I name something, then that means it belongs to me! And I'm going to name you..." Huh, what should you name him?
As you stand there and ponder, your snaketail raises to your ear and whispers a suggestion.
"I've got it! I'll name you Strix!"
You beam with pride as the old caretaker nods at your sensible suggestion.
"Of course, my Princess. I am your caretaker, Strix, as you will it."
>Follow him, see what he was talking about earlier.
>Just have him tell you about it as you wander wherever you want. After all, this IS your castle now!
>Get something to wear, and maybe some other things you'll want. It's not fair that the only one wearing clothes here is the butler!
>Ask what we should do?
>Other?
>>46401630
>Get something to wear, and maybe some other things you'll want. It's not fair that the only one wearing clothes here is the butler!
Envy
>>46401630
>Get something to wear, and maybe some other things we'll want. It's not fair that the only one wearing clothes here is the butler!
A pretty little dress to match our appearance, and make other girls envious of us!
>>46401630
>Get something to wear, and maybe some other things you'll want. It's not fair that the only one wearing clothes here is the butler!
Well, I suppose that's one way to solve the clothes imbalance.I've seen enough Chinese cartoons to know how the other way goes.
>>46401630
>Get something to wear, and maybe some other things you'll want. It's not fair that the only one wearing clothes here is the butler!
Your eyes light up as a grin snakes across your face, hopping back and forth on your cloven legs in excitement.
"That's right! You're MY caretaker! And as MY caretaker, I order you to take me to my room and get me some clothes!" Your smile falters for a second as you pause on one hoof. "I DO have a room, right?"
Strix lets out a rattling sigh and nods. "Yes, you do, my Princess. Allow me to take you t-"
"Oh!" you cut in. "And some jewelry and maybe a weapon and how about a guard escort, huh? I mean, we aren't the only ones in this entire place, yeah?"
".... Of course, my Princess. I'll take you to the castle proper. And as for guards..." Reaching into his sleeve, the old scarecrow throws a few lumps onto the ground. Are those... seeds? The little things start to pulse and swell, bursting into a whirl of vines that take five vaguely humanoid shapes, with blank, bark-like faces that sit there, awaiting orders.
Gesturing for you to follow, Strix totters towards a set of stairs that spiral up the circular wall. "These Mandrakes were your Father's creation, my Princess. Loyal, obedient, but not particularly bright. They, ah, can be molded for specific tasks, however. As traps, spies, even siege weapons."
You hum to yourself as you follow, your long legs quickly carrying you up to and just ahead of the old scarecrow, making sure that, wherever he takes you, you'll be going first.
>Monstrous features! Monstrous features are parts of unusual beasts that have been molded to your frame. With time and work, you could even be able to harvest new or different parts from monsters onto yourself.
>cont
>>46402315
>Current!
>Satyr Legs! Swift and steady, these goatlike legs are covered in smooth fur and end in dainty hooves. Holding a deceptive strengths, they'll allow you to leap and run with great speed, as well as kick with bone-shattering force!
>Chimera's Tail! Your tail is a long, lethally venomous snake, capable of spitting caustic venom and delivering potent poisons to unprotected flesh. It's also partially self-aware and capable of speaking thought to you that, while your own, you may not be aware of!
As you travel up the stares, you encounter more and more clutter, cobwebs, and dust. Jeeze, you guess that Strix was really only tending to your... birthing chamber? Whatever it was, it was a damned sight cleaner than the rest of the castle.
Speaking of which, the castle itself, despite the material it's built out of, seems like it's been grown rather than constructed. How bizarre...
After passing though a massive but completely empty main hallway and ascending another set of stairs, you finally come to a room which actually looks like it's been cleaned!
Above it rests a bronzed plaque with your name. Hmf, only bronze? Well, maybe you can get a new one.
Without waiting for Strix to move, you open up the door, pushing it aside to see a pretty spartan room, with a bed and not much else. Oh hey, a window! It's a little dark to see through, though...
>Ask where all your stuff is
>Look out the window
>Other?
>>46402543
>Ask where all your stuff is.
>>46402543
>>Ask where all your stuff is
>>46402543
>Ask where all your stuff is
>Ask why you're even here now.
H-How am I doing, guys? God I hope this doesn't suck..
>>46402628You're doing great, Onii-chan! Later on we can even have qt waifus we can be envious of!
>>46402543
>Look out the window
Time to survey our domain.
>>46402543
>Ask where all your stuff is.
Hey, what give!? "What gives!?" You whirl about, glaring at the stooped for of your caretaker. "Where's all my stuff! I'm the princess, right? So where's all my fancy clothes, the lavish luxury, the sparkling gems and jewelry!?" This was NOT what you had pictured in your mind.
Again, Strix lets out that low, sad sigh. "My Princess, I brought you here to explain the severity of your situation. There ARE no gems, no fine clothes, no decadent niceties." The words nearly stop the heart that you're pretty sure you have. You have... nothing?
As if sensing your deep despair, the old construct gestures to your chest. "But you do not have nothing..." Following his twig of a finger, you notice the shimmering green gem embedded in your chest, just above and between your modest chest.
"That! Is your Vice Gem. And with it, you can accomplish more than you could imagine. Focus and draw on your power of vice, and you will be able to manifest clothing and jewelry for yourself. You can even hide your appearance and create weaponry... All to regain what you have lost and desire. What riches should rightfully be yours..."
Wait, you could have had stuff this whole time!?
>Ask how to use it?
>USE IT USE IT USE IT!
>Ask where you can get stuff!
>>46402980
>USE IT USE IT USE IT!
>>46402980
>But then you would be making things out of nothing. IT'S NOT ENOUGH THAT YOU GAIN - OTHERS MUST LOSE.
>>46402980
>USE IT USE IT USE IT!
>>46402980
>USE IT USE IT USE IT!
>>46402980
>USE IT USE IT USE IT!
You could have been clothed this whole time!?
Roll 1d20, best of three!
Rolled 9 (1d20)
>>46403269
Rolled 7 (1d20)
>>46403269
Rolled 10 (1d20)
>>46403269
Rolling to manifest a nice suit and bowtie
>>46403269
dice result .... >>46403325
You try to focus on what you want to wear, but so many needs and wants fly through your mind that the power you pull warps and shifts, draining rapidly as you switch from design to design.
Finally, as you feel your chest begin to ache, you set on a humble black dress with a high collar, opera gloves, and thigh height heels.
>Envy, 60/100
Overall, the effect is somewhat muted and the boots, which you dismiss quickly, are a poor fit for your un-hidden hooves and your serpent tail peaks from under your dress, completely undisguised.
Well... at least you have your crown?
>Actions?
>>46403507
The dress sounds nice!
>Create a beautiful mace for defending ourselves with!
>>46403507
manifest some fancy sheets and pillows for the bed.
>>46403507
Your frustration builds as you struggle with your own power, delving deep into your reserves, tuning out everything else.
You don't have enough! You need MORE!
Another d20, still best of three!
Rolled 7 (1d20)
>>46403882
Rolled 20 (1d20)
>>46403882
Rolled 14 (1d20)
>>46403882
>Natural 20
>Create own universe
>>46403933
Haha!
Onii-chan, I got a nat 20!
>>46403882
Well then! >>46403933
>New Advantage!
>Cruel Imagination! When creating weapons, your mind is able to decide quickly and in greater detail! You gain a +2 to weapon creation when using your Vice Gem.
Time slows, you hold your breath, drawing on the weapon of war you can see so clearly in your mind. Slowly, a weight settles in your grip and you open your eyes, catching sight of your own imagination made real. The made is long, but not too heavy in your hands, the head made of razor-sharp, clawlike hands grasping outward from the head, gilded in black and polished iron. You take a few experimental swings with it, feeling the beast carve through the air. Oh man, you can just imagine the damage you could do with this!
>Envy, 45/100
Strix finally speaks up, viewing you with a sense of what you think is approval. "Well done, my Princess. A weapon like that would do grievous harm to your enemies. And you do have many..."
>Ask about our enemies
>Look out the window, see the lands you command
>Other?
>>46404134
>Ask about our enemies
Who was it who took everything from us? Who must we break?
>>46404134
See the lands we conquered.
>>46404134
>Ask about our enemies
>>46404134
>Ask about our enemies.
>>46404134
>Ask about our enemies
>>46404134
>Ask about our enemies
Still toying with your mace, imagining splitting open the heads of your faceless enemies, you decide its time to start putting names to them, at least.
"So, who DOES want to kill me, then? Doesn't really seem fair, they've gotten to live WAY longer than I have..."
Your caretaker nods and speaks. "Yes, my Princess. After our, and as such your, exile to this place, the Old World has grown and given way to the pattering feet of fledgling nations, each of whom would be more than happy to see your return ended as swiftly and bloodily as possible. At least, from what I have been able to learn..." Huh, you should probably ask how an old scarecrow like him knows stuff about the world if we're stuck here.
"Chiefest of the new kingdoms is the Callatine Principality, ruled by a warlord and his knights who are armed with and housed within ancient ruins of the Alivon Kingdom, the one which our lord quarreled with so fiercely, to the point of the destruction of both our realms. They use Heart Gems" He points to your Vice Gem with his cane. "to empower chosen warriors to lead them in battle and view the fall of the Old Kingdom as a great tragedy." Huh, knights and kings, eh? You wonder if they'd squish easily under your mace so you could take their stuff. Maybe even take their Heart Gems! Oh, he's still talking! "There are numbers of nameless barbarian tribes who wander the lands, warring and pillaging and fighting for scraps. And then their are the monstrous races, such as the Vampires, the Werewolves, the Orcs, and many more. It has been so many years, who could tell how they'd receive you? Those that banded together under your father, such as the Vampires, are almost certainly still wounded over their loss of status and being targeted by humanity..."
>cont
>>46404648
Wow, that's a lot to take in! Monsters and kingdoms and barbarian hordes!
You bet they have a whole lot of stuff to take!
>Envy, 50/100
>Ask what to do! There's so much going on, he might have an idea.
>Look out the window, see what you're working with.
>Ask how Strix knows all this stuff? Maybe he knows a secret you could have!?
>Other?
>>46404697
>Look out the window, see what you're working with.
>>46404697
>Ask how Strix knows all this stuff? How long has he been here alone?
>Look out the window, see what you're working with.
Check the windows while asking him so he can't see the expression on our face right now.That is OURS ALONE.
We seem to be more greedy than envious.
>Look out the window, see what you're working with.
>>46404697
>Look out the window, see what you're working with.
>Ask how Strix knows all this stuff? Maybe he knows a secret you could have!?
You walk towards the windown and push it open, hoping to get a better look at what you o- what? There's... nothing! You can see down the castle walls but after that it just leads into this huge, thorny looking forest and then it just... stops! The sky is pitch black, with no moon or stars or anything!
Now you start to get just why Strix wanted to show you the "world" around you... You could never have imagined something so damned empty! Is this what your Father left you...? A crotchety old wooden butler, some seeds, and an empty, busted castle!?
Fighting to cover up your anger, you speak up.
"If... If this is all there is, for years and years, then how come you know stuff, huh!? D'you have some kind of way out of here?"
Okay, maybe not so good at hiding your anger, but, come on, who could blame you!
>Envy, 55/100
"My Princess, your Father was a man of great, sorcerous power" your servant begins, "and in his workings he created a means to see into the homes and workings of his enemies. An old mirror... One that is still connected to the world that cast you out. I can merely see through it without precision, but our Master was able to use his power to step through it. The same power you have inherited..."
>Take me to it, right now!
>Ask what to do next?
>Other Action?
>>46405187
>What else did he leave me? I must know what I have to work with if I am to take back all that belongs to me.
>>46405187
>>Take me to it, right now!
>>46405187
>>46405237
this sounds good
>>46405187
>What else did he leave me? I must know what I have to work with if I am to take back all that belongs to me.
Turning around swiftly, you start asking about anything else your Father might have left behind that you could use?
This time, you can clearly see the wicked, stitched together smile on your caretaker's burlap face.
"My princess, I thought you'd never ask."
With surprising speed, your little doddering butler takes you through some of the remaining rooms of the crumbling, isolated castle.
Swiftly you are acquainted with the Harvest Room, where new monstrous appendages can be attached to your body or to improve Mandrake strains towards specific ends. "It's missing some pieces and a power-source, as well as livestock to butcher." Next is the Librarium, a massive, sprawling maze of scrolls and literature, which you are cautioned against opening without due knowledge. "Some of the books have things worse than spines... Without a proper tutor or teaching, they could tell you things you could never want to know." And following this, the Throne Room, which hosts your Father's massive, imposing throne that seems to draw attention from the vast, empty room. And beside that... The Mirror. Your way to the world and to taking from the people who aren't you and giving to the people who are. Er, person. You know what you said.
>Ask about restoring a room?
>Depart through the portal, see what's on the other side?
>Ask about making a throne for yourself?
>Other Action?
sorry for the delay, captcha is being a bag of cocks
>>46405743
>>Depart through the portal, see what's on the other side?
>>46405743
Ask about making a throne for yourself
A bigger one.
Look through the mirror to verify Strix's words yourself. Perhaps you will be able to work its magics more adeptly, and see more? Otherwise, simply look for anything which catches your eye.
>"Some of the books have things worse than spines... Without a proper tutor or teaching, they could tell you things you could never want to know."
I am ENVY. I will not have some petty book privy to knowledge to which I am not. Tell me, how am I to go about gaining the means or the willpower to read all of them at my will?
>>46405743
>Ask about making a throne for yourself
>Look through the mirror
>Ask about the Librarium
Strix hums. "A larger throne? That will take some time, my Princess. But with enough Mandrakes, we can accomplish that. The only problem is that we only have a few left. The Garden that once grew them has grown into the wild forest that surrounds the castle."
One more thing to the list, how hard could trimming some hedges be?
As he talks, you look through the hazy mirror, trying to pear through the fog, only to see... a village? Some little hamlet, with farmers and villagers and animals... They all seem... Happy.
You almost hate them on principle. All these people with all of their precious items and memories and family. What did they know!? You bet you could take it from them...
>Envy, 60/100
When you mention the books, your butler sighs. "My Princess, it is not so simple. Those tomes contain dangerous arcane knowledge. If something were to happen to you, after so much care..." Oh wow, he almost sounds like an actually sad person. At least, you think he does.
>Step through the portal.
>Ask what to do next?
>Ask about the forest?
>Other?
>>46406198
>Ask about the forest?
>>46406198
>Ask about the forest?
Does it need trimming? Is there anything in it we need? I kind of like the idea of a huge impenetrable forest surrounding the castle. Good for defense.
So, it's getting pretty late, actually. I think I'm just going to pause it here, tally the votes in the morning, and then get stuff together for the next thread.
With a tiny bit of luck and a large amount of me actually doing what I'm supposed to, we'll be running again next Friday at 6 PM.
Thank you all so much, you lovely anons who've show interest in my first attempt at a quest!
Any criticisms or suggestions are super welcome!
>>46406198
>Step through the portal.
Fuck it, these people have thing we want and our situation is depressing as hell, let's get the murder train rolling!
>>46406381
It was cool!
I hope we get to fight other magical girls soon, especially if they are a color coded team.
>>46406576
>especially if they are a color coded team
have you been looking at my notes, you goddamn wizard?
don't worry, everything I promised in the OP will come.
>>46406381
Thank, Onii-chan, for running your quest!
I can't wait for your and Onee-sama's next episodes!
>>46406720
Ugh, I'll take the compliment. Begrudgingly.
>>46406198
>Step through the portal.
>>46406198
>Ask about the forest?
>>46406198
>Ask about the forest?
