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(Hentai Saga System: Canticle of Hope) Ch. 2: On the Rooftops of Tokyo (NSFW)

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From the darkness between streetlights—not too far from Malanippe—emerged the vaguely outline of a hooded figure—almost a grim reaper sculpted of darkness and wreathed in writhing shadows. Several of those writhing shadows uncoiled into tentacles of rubbery darkness. These stretched out, fast as striking serpents, and looped around Melpomene's waist to jerk her into the air and towards it. More tentacles struck. One coiled around the violist’s calf and up around her thigh. Another slithered between her breasts, beneath her bikini. It jerked one breast free and coiled around it, flicking the head over her tingling nipple! A last tentacle—tipped with a hint of salty ooze—pressed between the bespelled violinist's lips.



As the tentacle tip toyed with her nipple, Melpomene felt her already hot and tingling body growing rapidly even more sensitive!



Melpomene is grappled.

Sexual Prowess 23 vs. Will defense.

If your will defense is overcome, your bodies sensitivity redoubles for the rest of the scene. Any time you take a condition—from pain or pleasure—you take an extra condition!
 
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A red rose blurred past Kida with the speed of a well hurled kunaoi and imbeded in the concrete, quivering, a few blood red petals swirlign away in the night wind.

The ookami's silver hair and floofy tail twirled around her as she turned to face where the attack had come from, cunning eyes rising in the dim light to the roof across from her. One hand rested on her hip in an arrogant posture. "Nice trick, pretty boy, but you missed. Are you trying to attack me of flirt?"
 
Grunting in pain at the bola pummeling his calves and knee, a green man rounded on Clio. With a deep indrawn breath, he puffed a cloud of blood-boiling and nipple tightening pollen right into her face!

10 to hit your Will Defense, Clio. If that equals or overcomes your will, you're overcome by lust this round and must either masturbate or throw yourself at a nearby lover. If it doesn't, you may act as normal.

For Euterpe and Oiopatra, the heat of the pollen surged through their veins with their hammering heartbeat. Their host skinned tingled, yearning for an amorous touch, man, maid, or monster!

Adrenaline is in high gear, and you can try to resist the pollen every round you're in combat. If combat ends and it's still in effect, it lasts for a full scene and you have to do something hot and steamy. :D

Resisting means that the pollen keeps making attacks against your will defense 'til it fails.
Melpomene: 17
Oiopatra: 12

The last two green men might realize that their pollen attacks would be their best option, but they had already closed with Terpsichore and Melpomene, so they didn't dare. Melpomene gave shriek of pain as a woody fist took her in the jaw and jerked her haead to the side, frosted silver hair twirling out as she twisted around.

Hit Points 23 -14
Condition Track: -1, -2

The tenshi gave a roar to help her shake off the pain, she hurled herself back at the green man, frosted axe descending in a cross strike...

1 Hero Point to the attack!
10 + 2 + 3 -2 = 13 to hit.

She was still so dazed by the concussive fruits that the green man managed to catch the shaft of her ax with crossed wrists a hairsbreadth from his scalp and hurl it back!

The last green man circled Terpischore 'til he was oposite the squatting nude shadow, then his foot shot up in a round kick going for her side!

Attack Roll 13 (Remember your defenses are dropped by 2.
Damage Roll (if that hits) 8

Everybody! In whatever order you can post!
 
Oiopatra was grinding on her club, using the studs on it to stimulate herself, rocking her hips back and forth against it, panting heavily. She was panting softly, blushing in embarrassment as she leaned forward, desperately trying to push herself over the edge. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she was telling herself that she was in danger, to pull herself together.... but it was a whisper among her body’s cries for satisfaction.
 
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It was obvious to any onlookers that Malanippe's psychotic rage was still far from over. Kicking half of the dead tree man across the floor she glanced around looking for her next victim, It was then the figure emerged from darkness. It wasn't his presence that drew the attention of the fury ridden magical warrior but rather the fast movement of the two tentacles. She couldn't care less about what or who the slithering serpent like shadows grab, as her body instinctively kicked into motion. Dashing straight at the shadow man she did her best to weave though any oncoming attacks almost instinctively as she got close to him.

Coming in low Heartseeker dragged across the floor leaving a groove in the ground as it past. When Malanippe finally close in on the beast she brought her spear up in one swift and precise movement, trying to end the creature where it stood.

19+7(+3)=26/29 I probably Dodge the AO ^^
If Magic Applies

Attack 15+6+5(+3)=27/30 < i think i got him ^^
Dam 8+6+10(+3)=24/27 Pow?
If Magic Applies

Hp=14(17-3) Living on the edge! Rage continues
Reflex=16
Fort=17
Will=10
 
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Euterpe turned into the coiling ministrations her first reaction to enjoy the touch, her back arched into the tentacle that wrapped her breast. Then the third tentacle slipped up to her mouth, her lips tasting the salty goodness, then she snapped back. This was wrong, there was no love, only hedonistic pleasure. They were building an army through forcing themselves on the pure. Her footing changed.

Her mind cried as her body denied her. Heat flashed through her, and she slipped her violin from her chin down her chest, robbing the instrument between her breasts in a very suggestive fashion as she went to her knees in desire.
 
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Malanipe's blow felt strangely like stabbing into water. Indeed, the shadowy foe actually seemed to ripple around her strike. The blade did pierce, though, and when she pulled it out the hole--though smaller than she'd like, oozed amber blood. The hooded shadow's eyes flared with emerald fire and he hissed in pain.
 
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The mature bishounen smelled strongly of roses. He had a strong build, with eyes like candle flames and long, straight ink black hair.

Twisting his wrist to produce another rose from nowhere, the kimono clad man smirked down at the ookamimi. "It's the only way to flirt with you, Kida."

He hurled the rose and the wolf girl jerked aside, hissing when a thorn caught on her jean shorts and ripped bare a line of hip. "This is what you want, isn't it?" the bishounen bound down to the street and ran at the wolf girl. "A man who respects you enough to fight you?" His fist swung at Kida's chin. The wolf girl twisted to her left to let him pass and kicked him hard in the side.

The bishounen twisted to roll with the strike and spun to face her, launching a head high kick of his own. Kida fell into a backwards shoulder roll to evade it. Then the exchange of blows was on in force, fists to and knees hammering at one another with no quarter either asked or given. Kida's hair and the strange man's robes flapped and rippled as if in an unseen wind.
 
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Isabella took the hit and try to roll with it but it was stronger and better aim that she thought. The fruit hitted her fully and almost knocked her out. She look at the frog thing and the green man and though quickly. She look at the Panda and nods to him "Please take care of the green man, i will take care of the frog beast".

Isabella swirl again and with ease she lunch a bolt of fire toward the frong thing hoping the blast will catch him.

fireball : perform roll d20+10 = 17+10 = 27 vs fortitude Dam: 4D6 = 3+4+6+2 = 15 fire damage

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The panda look at her new mistress and seem to smile for a second. It then turn toward the green man and growl at it before getting on his hind legs to fight the green man.

The panda move and strike the green man

attack :
D20+7 = 14+7 = 21 to hit for bite Dam: D8+7 = 5+7 = 12 dam
D20+2 = 12+2 = 14 to hit for 1 claw Dam: D6+4 = 4+4 = 8 dam
D20+2 = 16+2 = 18 to hit for second claw Dam: D6+4 = 3+4 = 7 dam
 
Clio closed the distance with the writhing mass of shadows and thrust her Madu at the center of the mass with all her might as she saw him grope her friend. she felt the weapon connect but despite her best efforts the shadows ripple and flowed away from the strike only leaving a small puncture in her target.

rolled: 1d20, adding 1 to the total
Comment:
Result: 15,
Total: 16
rolled: 1d6
Comment:
Result: 3,
Total: 3

Total: 16+3=19

rolled: 2d8, adding 1 to the total
Comment:
Result: 7, 4,
Total: 12
 
Ryoko

Ryoko's breasts heaved as she gasped desperately to fight back exhaustion and pain. The angel drove the green man back with an arching swipe from her axe. Then she gave a twirl, the axe raising high, spinning off snow in all directions, "Frost Reaver," she sang out, "Bring winter to your blade and cleave this profane foe!"

Winter Strike.
Perform Test: 10 + 8 - 2 = 16.

Mist tailed behind the spellforged steel, and frost radiated from points all along the silvery blade.

"Now cleave!" She sprang at the green man, twisting full circle with a rising slash!

Attack Roll: (d20)3 + (D6)1 + 3(Attack Roll) + (Spell)1 - 2(Conditions.) = 6

The green man sprang back, smirking, as Ryoko moaned and slumped to one knee.

The silver haired angel forced herself back to her feet, giving a determined grunt, then shrieked as the green man's fist took her in the chin! Ryoko shrieked and staggered back, lip split and bloody. She only managed to avoid falling on her rump by catching herself with the haft of her ax!

22 to hit Ryoko for 6 damage.
Ryoko uses her move action to begin shaking off one of the conditions.
 
Isabella's attacks bore more fruit. The panda snarled in fury as it snatched up the green man in it's jaw and ripped the monster apart with it's claws!

The toad like man roared in pain as Isabella's fireball struck him directly. He only managed to cross his's arms defensively over his belly before the firebal exploded on his wrists. The smoking monster was blasted out of the expanding radius of devistaing fire. His skin went red, then orangle, then midnight purple as he tumbled along the street.

The monster came to his feet mid tumble, though, and reversed his fall into a leap over the rising mushroom cloud...

Wart takes 15 damage.
3 Mandrake devils remain, one of whom is damaged.

Euterpe's body was hot with need. The tentacles coiled around her body, holding her despite the shadowed man's wounds. It was like chill velvet caressed her heated blood.

The pollen's attack this round is 11 vs. your will defense.

I beleive you can come to your senses now, but you're grappled by the tentacles. If you'd like to take control of the grapple--either to escape, stab wtih the bow, or for some other trick, shadow's roll to maintain the grapple is 29! (A natural 20 can still contorl it... Or a desistiny point.)

Grinding on her weapon of choice, Oiopatra could feel her skin becoming progressively more sensitive, hotter, sweat builing on her body as the lust-maddening pollen drove her closer and closer to orgasam...

Solly. 24 to maintain the lust attack.
 
For the living Shadow, the pain in his body was no match for the lust boiling in his blood, but the pain was still enough to make a mess of his tactics. Rather than put a finishing blow on the amazon, he uncoiled more tentacles from the writhing mass of shadows that surounded him.

Darkness snaked at Clio from all directions, snagging her into the air, snaking around her waist and limbs, trying to hold her.

24 to grab.
20 to pin.
Roll to resist the pin. d20+base attack + strength

Wart descended towards Terpiscore (Isabella) fast, but his tongue lashed out faster. The sticky member snagged the redhead around the waist and jerked her into the air. The now smoke gray man wrapped his powerful arms around Terpiscore and the two hit the ground together in a struggling mass.

17 to grab.
14 to pin.
Roll to resist the pin. d20+base attack + strength -2 (Conditions.)

Need to get those grapple resistences before anythign else!
 
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A weak moan left oioptara as she gasped, legs shaking as she left a damp spot in her panties, covering her mouth to muffle her loud grunt of pleasure during her climax. She just couldn’t shake it off. It made everything feel so GOOD, and it didn’t help that she was surrounded by short skirts, pantie shots, and tentacles.
 
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The writhing shadow snarled in triumph as his coils secured his two prizes. A looped around Clio's wrists and bound them together at the small of her back. Another shoved itself between Euterpe's lips and too the back of her throat--both for it's own perverse desires and to make it harder for the mistress of music and magic to sing some new doom his way.

With an emerald fire again flaring in his eyes, the skeletal figure in the robe of night darted up the street, carrying his two prizes with him.

You may make an attack of opportunity on Shadow as he darts away with two magic girls as his prize.

Wart tumbled to his feet with his tongue around Terpischore's throat. One thick arm held the magic girl's chest against his back, the other fondled her right breast wtih firm squeezes. He hopped over the furious panda's arm onto it's head, then through himself from the furious pandas head to the wall of the barden to the east, and leaped agian to the roof thereon.

Wart rolls 24 acrobatics to avoid an attack of opportunity from the panda. (The difficulty is 15.) Terpischore is pinned. In order to act against Wart, you will have to either gain control with a contested grapple check--whether to escaperapdaua, restrain or withdraw, or use a power that opposes a grapple check and succeed on that.
 
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Melanipe side stepped the tentacles that shot out from the shadow creature, assuming that they were aiming for her she took the opportunity to move forward once more staying in range. Tunnel visioned with rage she didn't even recognise that the tentacles had looped around one of the other girls. The permanent scowl of fury on her face hardened, as the shadow figured turned to flee down the street. She urged forward like a well trained attack hound, going in for the kill. Bringing Heartseeker round in a wide arc she instinctively aimed for what she thought was the more solid part of the creature, as the spear came in horizontally she tried to slash her prey in two.

Attack 14+6+5+3=28
Dam 6+4+10+3=23
If Magic Applies

Hp=14
Reflex=16
Fort=17
Will=10
 
Clio squirmed an tested his grip with all her might and skill she did not make much noise not wanting to draw innocents into this debacle. Clio seemed calm and focused despite being restrained as she was. Clio had a confident smirk on her face and looked to Eutrepe to convey a sense of things will be alright.
 
The enemy were falling back now, but had almost half thier number in their clutches. There were two green men left among the remaining magic girls--one still damaged by the bolo around his leg. The creature with the shadow tentacles had backed thirty feet up the street, and the chameleonic man with the tongue and great leaps was now on a roof.

Melpomine/Ryoko

Melpomine's breasts heaved wildly as she gasped for breath, trying to gather her strength.

Melpomine/Ryoko spends her full round shaking off one condition and catching her second wind.
Tag all the PCs. Those of you who are pinned are a bit limited in options.

Hmm... Oiopatra... Take one condition from sexual fatigue and you can automatically shake off the pollen, k?
 
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(Woohoo)
Oioptara moans as she came, then blinked slowly. What the hell was she doing? She had a fight to get back to! She stood up, a little shaky from indulging herself, and turned towards the tar-covered, tentacled creature, charging it with a roar.
Action: (full round) Charge!
Roll: 19 -1(condition) +5(Strength) +1(BAB) -2(Rapid Strike) =22
Damage: 3d12 (4+5+7)+ 5(Strength) =21
 
Terpsicore was held by the strange frog like man and she was at his mercy and she didn't like that at all.

She thought of using a fireball on herself and the beast but she had no clue if she was immune or not to it and burning herself to death didn't sound like a good idea.

She tried to use her dexterity to slip from his grasp hoping he was thinking that she would use her muscle and strength instead.

Roll: acrobatics = D20+8= 4+8 = 12 (damn bad roll)
 
Euterpe had been gathered like a sack of potatoes and though she was now clear of the passions that had her so famished for contact a moment ago, she now found herself wrapped in the tentacles of the shadow figure as he shifted and slipped down the road. She felt the whip and flow of his step, and slowly curled herself, building just a bit of resistance in the right direction. Being carried in the tentacles bore a similarity with hammock and sling or swing work. She allowed the odd ebb and flow to fall into cadence, just at the apex of the sidelong arc, Euterpe whipped her body outward in a spiral counter to the push she had encouraged, and now used his own strength as well as physics to whirl out of his tentacular grasp in a spectacular fashion, literally stepping off the tip high into the sky and landing on the top of the neighboring fence, balancing gracefully on the 3/4 inch pickets. Her feet spread and braced to leap or begin her performance.
 
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Sensing the shadow creatures weakness when it began to run, the crazed magic warrior burst into action Intending to end the abominations life. Weaving between a street lamp and the wall of a nearby building she jumped gracefully over a group of tentacles that lunged out for her. Her landing was equivalent to that of a gymnast in a competition as she rolled back to her feet keeping her momentum as she entered striking range. Malanipe's shield disappeared in a flash of red fire as she grabbed Heartseeker with two hands and brought it down on the creature with a large arcing slashing. Sparks flew off the concrete wall as the blade scraped along it and made it's way towards her target. Through the fury filled visage on her face a small cracked smile broke through. She was enjoying this.

Dodge AO 15+7 =22

Attack 11+6+5=23
Dam 6+4+8+6=24

Hp=11 (-3 for rage)
Reflex=14
Fort=17
Will=10
 
Clio begins to writhe and squirm and contort her body with grace and well trained movements form well learned routines, She gave a grin as she slipped from his grasp and moved back just enough to be ready to defend herself and raised the madu ready to strike.
 
The skeletal figure amidst the writhing shadows gave a crackle and a rustle. It was bleeding umber ooze from multiple places now, and it had lost it's prizes. Tentacles lashing out in defensive maneuvers, it cracked it's skull back into proper alinement from the bow to it's head from the great studded club.

The last two green men obediently hurled themselves at the amazons, the injured one missing Oiopatra with a knee strike. Poor Malanipe felt a double hammer first come down on her head from behind.

Attack Roll 22
Damage Roll 8

The panda shoved through the garden, trying scale up to the roof to catch Wart and rescue his summoner. Wart's tongue looped around Terpiscore's neck, then pressed between her lips, wrestling with the poor young dancer's tongue. The monster fled away across the rooftops, moving in great leaps and rapid bounds.

Denied his victims, with deadly miniskirted amazons surrounding him, the hooded figure's eyes flared with emerald furry...

Then he seemed to melt into the ground, like a snow man in summer caught on a time lapse camera!
 
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Kida smirked as the dual continued, but her brow was aglow with growing fatigue, her tank top molded to her jiggling breasts as she twisted through another elaborate attack routine. The bishouned ducked under her kick and...

Where did he go?

The ookami twisted the way she'd expected to see him, arms coming up in a defensive ward...

Kida yelped as five thorns peirced her forwarm!

"What?" she gasped, suddenly dizzy and hot! The wolf girl sagged to one knee. It was hard to think, but harder to move. she was feeling weak, warm, fuzzy, dizzy.

The bishounen slid down a lamp post, circling around it three times before htiting the ground. He touched the wolf girl on the cheek and smirked as he circled around here. "This," he purred, drawing up her top from behind so that Kida's big breasts spilled free and jiggled, cool in the night breeze. "Is what you really want."
 
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