It’s a net twenty, your biological mother transitions you now have 6 dads. You are being carried on your palanquin down the aisle. One of your dads almost slips on one of the rose petals, but otherwise everything is exactly like you hoped for. You look to your groom/bride, they smile at you. Just as you are being slowly put down, you notice something is off. Do you roll for perception or ignore it?
You roll a 12+2=14. You look around for a moment, trying to figure what’s wrong, then it strikes you like a lightning bolt. When looking closely at your fiancé(e)s smile you notice that their canines are unnaturally long and pointed. You also can’t seem to spot a single cross in the church. The groom/bride holds their hand out for you, the palanquin now fully resting on the limestone floor. Just for a moment their smile seems to lack the kindness you know of your partner and looks almost like a grin.
They flinch at the garlic, their arm twitching back. They make a hissing sound, almost like you accidentally kicked a cat. You hop off the palanquin and make a run for it. Before you can reach the entrance two men that you didn’t see before that are standing to the sides of it shut the door. Your fiancé(e) having quickly recovered is making their way towards you. You can now see their animalistic teeth clearly.
You didn’t notice that the piece of wood was actually firmly attached to the bench. Strength check: 16+4=20. You pick up the lighter than expected bench and smash it against their heart region, hurling them backwards. They hit a tinted window of the church, shattering it and letting sunlight shine directly into the building. They let out a bloodcurdling scream as their skin burns as if it were submerged in boiling oil. They slowly sink to their knees, leaving only a charred corpse.
You wake up. “You fell a sleep for a moment.” your therapist says, “We were just talking about your time in Vietnam”. It is the eleventh September 2001. You look out of the window, just in time to see that a plain has hit the World Trade Center.
roll a dice if it lands on 6 then all 5 together
It’s a net twenty, your biological mother transitions you now have 6 dads. You are being carried on your palanquin down the aisle. One of your dads almost slips on one of the rose petals, but otherwise everything is exactly like you hoped for. You look to your groom/bride, they smile at you. Just as you are being slowly put down, you notice something is off. Do you roll for perception or ignore it?
roll for perception
You roll a 12+2=14. You look around for a moment, trying to figure what’s wrong, then it strikes you like a lightning bolt. When looking closely at your fiancé(e)s smile you notice that their canines are unnaturally long and pointed. You also can’t seem to spot a single cross in the church. The groom/bride holds their hand out for you, the palanquin now fully resting on the limestone floor. Just for a moment their smile seems to lack the kindness you know of your partner and looks almost like a grin.
What do you do?
pull out my emergancy garlic toss it at them and run away
They flinch at the garlic, their arm twitching back. They make a hissing sound, almost like you accidentally kicked a cat. You hop off the palanquin and make a run for it. Before you can reach the entrance two men that you didn’t see before that are standing to the sides of it shut the door. Your fiancé(e) having quickly recovered is making their way towards you. You can now see their animalistic teeth clearly.
grab a piece of wood from a nearby bench and stab them in the hart
You didn’t notice that the piece of wood was actually firmly attached to the bench. Strength check: 16+4=20. You pick up the lighter than expected bench and smash it against their heart region, hurling them backwards. They hit a tinted window of the church, shattering it and letting sunlight shine directly into the building. They let out a bloodcurdling scream as their skin burns as if it were submerged in boiling oil. They slowly sink to their knees, leaving only a charred corpse.
You wake up. “You fell a sleep for a moment.” your therapist says, “We were just talking about your time in Vietnam”. It is the eleventh September 2001. You look out of the window, just in time to see that a plain has hit the World Trade Center.
The end?
just like the doom guy i become a vampire hunter with the only mission in my life to kill as many vampires as possible