Fuck fuck fuck! What do I do? I took a deep breath. Okay, first call the police. I punched in 9-1-1 on my phone. The phone rang for a second then someone picked up.
“9-1-1, what’s your emergency?” The electronic voice asked.
I counted the men walking into the bank. “Four, maybe five armed men went into the Bank of America.”
“Miss, do you know your current address?”
“No ma’am, I wish I did, how long will it take for someone to get here?”
“Thirty five minutes.” My heart sunk. That’s too long.
“Hurry, please! My mom’s in there.”
“We’ll try the best we can-” I hung up.
This is shit, so very very shit. Not only did my mom just go in, but the men look like they’re ready for a fight. Thirty-five minutes. That’s how long I’ll need to stall until the police arrives. I took another deep breath. *Ding* and closed my eyes.
I went to stats. I had 100 points to put to any stat I want. I need to use them for something. Intelligence would be good. I could definitely use it to come up with a plan. Plans are useless when they hit a battle field. So that wouldn’t be the best idea. Maybe if I do charisma and persuade them not to kill everyone. No, I can’t rely on probability. I went to quests.
A New Beginning:
Wake up Miranda Alder in her room
Go to a Metaphysiologist
Find skills 3/10
Time to face the Music:
Meet Juno Herring and Sebastian Harkcrow tomorrow at 2:35 pm at your apartment.
Complete one full day of school.
The search for similarity
Find other therians on the internet 0/5
Trial by fire:
Rescue Miranda Alder
Rescue other civilians 0/35
Or
Capture or Kill the attackers 0/6
Why does god hate me? Well, the easiest way to win this is by capturing the attackers. If I can’t save everyone, but I can thwart the men. How would I do that? Going head first would get me killed first. No, I must find a stealthy solution. Hmmm, I wonder.
I got out of the car and crouched walked around. I heard a *Ding* and I closed my eyes again.
Skills:
Serenity level 4: The ability to keep one’s mind calm in the face of great adversity. +40 to the mental bar. Activates when taking a deep breath.
Persuasion level 1: Based on their intelligence stat, your charisma stat, and the objective you want to achieve. You can persuade a person of anything. +10 to charisma when persuading.
Liar, liar pants on fire level 1: Based on the target’s intelligence stat, your cunning stat, and the objective you want to lie about. You can make the target believe in a lie. +10 to cunning when formulating a lie.
Sneaky Kitty level 1: When crouching, you can remain unseen based on your cunning stat and a person’s perception stat. +15 to cunning when in sneak. This ability drains 1 point per step of stamina.
I went back to stats. Here’s my dilemma. Do I give points to cunning or endurance. If I give points to cunning then I can have better sneak, but if I give points to endurance then I can have better stamina. 118 steps isn’t that many steps. I may need more than that, plus endurance may give me armor to take bullets. However, if I put points in cunning then I can remain unseen and take them out one by one. Though, if I’m sneaking around then I’ll be able to level up Sneaky kitty. Which means more cunning when sneaking. How much more? I don’t know. If I do half and half then I may be able to optimize on both sneak and steps.
How about I go twenty, eighty? Eighty in endurance and twenty in cunning. Because I’ll be able to get more cunning when I level up sneaking and be able to eat bullets if I need to. *Ding*
I went to skills:
Skills:
Serenity level 4: The ability to keep one’s mind calm in the face of great adversity. +40 to the mental bar. Activates when taking a deep breath.
Persuasion level 1: Based on their intelligence stat, your charisma stat, and the objective you want to achieve. You can persuade a person of anything. +10 to charisma when persuading.
Liar, liar pants on fire level 1: Based on the target’s intelligence stat, your cunning stat, and the objective you want to lie about. You can make the target believe in a lie. +10 to cunning when formulating a lie.
Sneaky Kitty level 1: When crouching, you can remain unseen based on your cunning stat and a person’s perception stat. +15 to cunning when in sneak. This ability drains 1 point per step of stamina.
Strategist level 1: Enhances your strategizing capabilities. +10 to intelligence when strategizing.
I guess even my power recognized it as a good plan. I went back to stats and put did the twenty, eighty plan.
Body: 109
Strength: 97
Endurance: 198
Agility: 112+100
Mind: 92
Charisma: 80
Intelligence: 119
Cunning: 96
Spirit: 104
Vitality: 100
Dexterity: 113
Perception: 100+150
I don’t know how this plan is going to work, but I hope it does.
Okay, I have to find a way in. If I use the front door, I’ll be noticed in a second. I couched down so that I’m not seen through the window and carefully walked to the back.
There it was, the back door… Guarded by one of the men. FUCK! I sigh, oh well. I have to take him down some way.
Maybe this is just like a video game. If I through a stone or something he’ll go to it.
There was a dumpster where I was couched. I took a bottle and smashed it against the dumpster. I can’t take him on in range, if I hope to capture him then I’ll have to close the range and take his gun.
“What was that?” The guard said to himself. He began walking to the dumpster. I crouched to the side, listening to his footstep. Each step made my heart beat apparent. I knew he was close.
I jumped out and smashed my foot into his face. I can thank my old taekwondo teacher for that. I yanked his gun right out of his hands as the target fell to the ground in a daze. Before he could react I smashed the butt of the rifle against his head knocking him out cold. *Ding* *Ding*
I panted hard from the encounter. Fighting takes a lot of stamina. I took a few deep breaths calming my rapid heartbeat. I was full of adrenaline and ready for a fight. I looked at the rifle in my arms. It was big compared to my small arms. Yet, I could hold it like I could before.
Hmm, to use the gun or to not use the gun. That tis the question. Dad always said, “If you’re going to point a gun at something. Make sure you have the will to kill.”
The thought alone of killing someone terrorized me. I’ve killed people on video games before, but never in real life. I unloaded the clip and hid it in the dumpster. Then popped the one in the chamber. And I can thank my dad on how to wield a rifle.
I closed my eyes. I had two new skills:
Improvised melee level 1: Equipping an unconventional melee weapon gives you +10 to strength.
Rifleman level 1: Equipping an unscoped rifle gives you +10 to dexterity.
Interesting new skills. I just hope I won’t have to use them after this. I threw the rifle as far as I could. *Ding*
I crouched through the back door of the bank and down the hall to see the men from before. There was only four of them. I wonder where the fifth went.
Shit, they’re all together. Had I just not been a massive fucking pussy and thrown the fucking gun to oblivion. Then this would’ve been a walk in the park. A very scary park full of people shooting back, but still. A walk in the park.
“Open the fucking vault, you stupid cunt!” Said the robber in a clown mask.
“I told you, I can’t. The only people who can access it are the mobile vaults and the manager of the bank.” A bank employee replied scared.
“Well, you better call him up, because if you don’t.” He yanked a little girl from her mother’s arms, “This little piggy is going to be broken limp by limp starting with her right .” There was a sickening crunch as the arm of the little girl was smashed and hung limp. Her scream was ear piercing.
Her mother begged “Give her back plea-” A bullet went straight threw her head ending her life as if it was granite.
The clown man faced the employee again, “Now then, open the vault.” He said calmly.
The employee was in shaking with tears rolling down her cheeks like the rain outside. She didn’t say anything. She just choked. Another screech pierced the air as the other arm was broken. Causing the employee to shake harder. “Please stop.” She choked.
“Really?” The clown man said amused, “You’d be thinking by now you would be opening the vault, but you aren’t. I guess I’ll have to do more that just break arms.” He glanced to his comrade, “Frog, your in charge until I get back. Tell me when the employee opens the vaults.”
“What are you going to do, boss?” The frog masked man said.
You could almost hear a degenerative grin coming from his mouth, “I’m going to teach this girl what it feels like to be with a man.”
“NO! PLEASE DON’T” The employee cried.
The clown man faced the employee, “So will you open the vault?”
The employee looked down in pain, “I-I can’t.”
The clown turned to the little girl, “Time to break the pure.” He laughed dragging the little girl to a bathroom. The shrieks and screams of the girl vibrated the whole building.
The two got inside and even though the door was think. The screeches of the girl could be heard through the walls.
I looked at the captives. They were frozen as if time just stopped for them. None of them did or said anything. I don’t think any of them could.
I couldn’t do anything. My whole body frozen, shaking, and all I could do was just let the tears roll down my cheeks as the dying screams of the innocent penetrated the world.
Is this real life? No, it can’t be nothing is ever this bad. Nobody ever just does something like that just to some stupid metal door to open… right? I almost want to laugh at myself for being so naïve. I activated serenity *Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding*. I closed my eyes
Serenity max level 10: The ability to keep one’s mind calm in the face of great adversity. When taking a deep breath, your mental bar is regenerated by 100.
Persuasion level 1: Based on their intelligence stat, your charisma stat, and the objective you want to achieve. You can persuade a person of anything. +10 to charisma when persuading.
Liar, liar pants on fire level 1: Based on the target’s intelligence stat, your cunning stat, and the objective you want to lie about. You can make the target believe in a lie. +10 to cunning when formulating a lie.
Sneaky Kitty level 1: When crouching, you can remain unseen based on your cunning stat and a person’s perception stat. +15 to cunning when in sneak. This ability drains 1 point per step of stamina.
Strategist level 1: Enhances your strategizing capabilities. +10 to intelligence when strategizing.
Improvised melee level 1: Equipping an unconventional melee weapon gives you +10 to strength.
Rifleman level 1: Equipping an unscoped rifle gives you +10 to dexterity.
Pitcher level 1: Based on the average of your dexterity and strength, you can throw stuff faster and stronger. +10 when pitching.
I felt strangely serene as I opened my eyes to the dark world before me. The screams and shrieks of innocence being broken had stopped.
My mind cleared of delusions as only one thought flowed through my mind.
DIE.
I flew into the closest person, the frog man, smashing into his gut and yanking his rifle from his grip. I dropped shot cat man center mass then rolled and unloaded two into the shocked bear man. *Ding*
I heard the bathroom door open. “What the fu-” I unloaded the rest of the clip into clown man. Not giving him a chance to puke words out of his mouth.
A force hit me in the back of the head as I heard a scream, “NOOO.” I fell, but quickly rolled back up before another shot went through the screamer’s leg. I quickly aim at the hidden perpetrator’s head and clicked. Nothing. I ran up and using the rifle as a hammer, I smashed into his head. Blood and matter flew everywhere. *Ding*
I dropped the rifle and fell to the floor. I was exhausted. I looked over to the screamer from earlier.
It was Mom.
“NO! MOM!” I yelled as I get by her side. I felt her pulse. Her heartbeats faintly. Thank god. I examined her thigh where I saw she was shot. There was a hole with blood spurting out to the cadence of the heart. I quickly pulled off my shirt. It was too wet from the blood. Could cause infection later. I took her bag and pulled the strap off. Fortunately for me. Impenetrable force is very strong no matter how physically weak it is, so it broke off. I created a tourniquet which I applied above her thigh, tightly. *Ding*
I closed my eyes for a second to catch my new skill:
Medic level 1: The ability to apply first aid to yourself or to another individual. Is activated when treating an injury.
I glanced around me, everyone was just staring at me. I took my phone out. “FUCK!” I barked to myself. The damn thing was broken. I wonder if Juno will lend me a new one. Fortunately for me, I made damn sure to memorize that bunny boy’s phone number. I looked at the nearest person, “You!” I pointed, “Call 9-1-1 and tell them we need an ambulance.” She stared at me like a deer in the headlights, “ASAP!” She snapped out of it and called. I slid over to the mother. Dead. I grimaced. I called, “Is there a doctor or something here?”
A young man said shakenly, “I’m studying to be a nurse.”
I sighed, “Good enough, work on .” I gulped, “I’m going to see if that little girl is okay.” I really hope she’s breathing or maybe it’s better if she died so that she can’t suffer the mental anguish of seeing her mother die and being brutally raped. No time to play ethics.
I ran into the bathroom. The room smell of disgusting semen and rape. Something I’ve smelled before. The little girl was laying there, beaten and broken in more ways than one. Her eyes were closed and her chest rising. She’s stable, physically at least.
I carefully and gently plucked her up and laid her on a desk. I caressed her cheek and comforted her. She couldn’t be older than Suzy, which made it much worse. What if she was Suzy? That thought scared me alone.
Her eyes fluttered as a terrified expression washed over her face like hot oil. “Sssshhh,” I said delicately. “You’re safe. Relax. You’ll hurt yourself if you don’t.”
“A-a kitty girl?” She asked. “Where am I?” Oh god, don’t tell me she repressed her memories. The tears were welling up. The adrenal crash began to set. I looked around the bank. Blood and brain matter. Everywhere. I stared at the group that was captured. They only looked at me in contempt. My heart began to beat fast as I could feel another panic attack setting in. I puked in a trashcan as the dam couldn’t be held any longer. I wailing of my cries penetrate the room, “Why kitty girl *sniffle* Why are you crying?” The little girl asked.
I couldn’t answer all I could do was cry as my body rolled up into the fetal position.
Everything became a blur or black or both. At some point, I was lifted and placed somewhere. I don’t know where. I don’t care anymore. After what I did. I deserve whatever comes next.
No, no, no, I can’t think like that. What would Dad say in a situation like this, ‘Panicking is what gets you killed.’ Right and I’m having a panic attack. I forget I have Serenity.
I took a deep breath. The world slowly became focused again. I took another deep breath and the world become focused.
I found myself upside down with only candlelight being my only light source. *Ding*
Fortunately for me, I have night vision.
“Um, hello?” I called out to the darkness. A man in a roman soldier looking outfit came into the light.
“So you’re awake.”
“Yeah, so why am I tied upside down? Also, where’s my mom?”
“Oh, you’ll see her soon. In time, first, we have some questions.” He grinned viciously. I knew that type of grin. The same one I could almost see inside clown man’s mask.
“Sure, not like I can go anywhere,” I stated.
“Can you tell me why you decided to rob a bank and kill six innocent people?”
Oh, I see where this is going, “You mean five bank robbers. The sixth was unconscious the last time I saw him.
“DON’T FUCKIN’ LIE TO ME! We know you did it. Just say so and it’ll all go away.”
“Nah, I don’t like telling lies,” I said in spite.
The roman dressed man nodded before two of his buddies put a bag over my head and poured water into it. I didn’t say anything as I was thirsty and drank all the water.
They took the bag my head and I grinned, “Thanks for the drink. I was thirsty.” A punch smacked into my stomach. I felt the impact, but not the pain. Must’ve been my endurance. I closed my eyes to get see my skills:
Serenity max level 10: The ability to keep one’s mind calm in the face of great adversity. When taking a deep breath, your mental bar is regenerated by 100.
Persuasion level 1: Based on their intelligence stat, your charisma stat, and the objective you want to achieve. You can persuade a person of anything. +10 to charisma when persuading.
Liar, liar pants on fire level 1: Based on the target’s intelligence stat, your cunning stat, and the objective you want to lie about. You can make the target believe in a lie. +10 to cunning when formulating a lie.
Sneaky Kitty level 1: When crouching, you can remain unseen based on your cunning stat and a person’s perception stat. +15 to cunning when in sneak. This ability drains 1 point per step of stamina.
Strategist level 1: Enhances your strategizing capabilities. +10 to intelligence when strategizing.
Improvised melee level 2: Equipping an unconventional melee weapon gives you +20 to strength.
Rifleman level 2: Equipping an unscoped rifle gives you +20 to dexterity.
Pitcher level 1: Based on the average of your dexterity and strength, you can throw stuff faster and stronger. +10 dexterity when pitching.
Fortitude level 1: Body can take more damage. +10 endurance when getting hit with an attack.
Medic level 1: The ability to apply first aid to yourself or to another individual. Is activated when treating an injury.
I know what I’m grinding today.
I thought to quests:
A New Beginning: Complete
Time to face the Music:
Meet Juno Herring and Sebastian Harkcrow tomorrow
Complete one full day of school.
The search for similarity:
Find other therians on the internet 0/5
Trial by fire: Complete
Rank up:
Go to sleep
Legions of Silver:
Escape
Optional:
Defend against torture techniques
Level up skills: Fortitude, Persuade, and Liar, Liar Pants on Fire to level 5.
Jeez, even my quests know what I’m thinking. I opened my eyes. The men in weird roman soldier outfits were still in the room.
They’re not the traditional outfit either. It looks more modern. I can’t really see color. Night vision puts everything in black or white. I just know that their seams are shiny and that they have an eagle on their chest with a shield and two fists X crossed behind it. A star sitting like a cherry on top of the emblem. I’m thinking the dress thing he’s wearing is called a tunic, but I don’t remember. It’s been a while since I studied the Romans in history. Not to mention I missed the second and probably now the third day of school.
“So um, what am I here for?” I asked hesitantly.
“You are here for the murder of six innocent men and the brutal rape of a little girl.” His friend spat at me.
I laughed, “Are you so delusional that you think I have the ability to rape a little girl? Do you not see what sex I am? Also, how do you know if I have the will to do something so awful when I was raped myself.” *Ding*
“Bullshit! You did it, we have it on video that you did.”
“Really?” I looked out to one of his friends in the darkness, “Then will you please be kind and show me that video?” I could practically see the shock on his face. “What, you thought I couldn’t see you. The lighting is very low, but cats see in low light.” I snickered.
“Shut the fuck up!!” The man in light shrieked, smashing a bat into my stomach.
“HAHAHA, stop that. It tickles.” He kept trying to hurt me but couldn’t. One of his friends grabbed him and pulled him away from me. “You guys don’t know how to torture and interrogate someone.” They exited the room.
Well, now what? I’m stuck in some torture chamber, still upside down. I remember the uniforms and the emblems, but I don’t remember where they’re from. It’s on the tip of my tongue and I just can’t remember. Oh well, at least I’m grinding skills.
A few minutes later, a person in the outfit, but with different emblem came in. He had one fist behind the shield and no stars.
He unfolded a chair in front of me and sat eloquently as though I’m like some five-star general.
“Hello, comrade!” I greeted him with a Russian accent, “Welcome to mother Russia!” I giggled, “Mother Russia is a bit upside down right now. Can you flip her right side up?” He didn’t say a word, just obeyed. “Thank you, comrade. So what’s on the agenda now?”
“I’m here just to ask some questions. If you comply appropriately then we’ll let you go.” He stated in a monotonous voice.
“And if I don’t?” He did not reply. Okay, so we have a better interrogator.
“Who do you work for?” He asked inquisitively.
“For the Soviet Union.” I could practically hear the fucking anthem in my head now. It’s cancerous.
He stood up and got in my face, “Don’t FUCK with me! Tell me who you work for now!”
I grinned going back to a loli voice, “What do you mean, mister? I’m just an innocent little loli.” I kept the mirth inside. He shot me right in the stomach with a handgun. The smell of gunpowder filled the air. Shit, that hurt. “What type of gun is that?” The gun was silver, “Is that a desert eagle?”
He didn’t reply and shot me again, shit this hurts, “So, are you willing to tell me who you work for now.”
I giggled, “For the Department of Supernatural.” *Ding*
“Really? Well, that does explain why you were so deadly in the bank.”
I rose an eyebrow, “What do you mean?”
“What is your position in DoS?” He interrogated, not relenting.
“I am Soviet double agent,” I said still in a Russian accent, he shot me right in the boob. Fuck! right in the boob. “Ow, that hurt, you tard.” Then I giggled, “I’m betting you love touching little catgirls, don’t you? Pedophile!”
The torturer grinned diabolically, “Maybe I do.” He grabbed my tit and began to squeeze.
Tears began to well as a suffocating feeling washed over me. He hands reach my crotch as he gently caressed it. The feeling was electrifyingly dirty. I wanted to puke, “Please stop.” I cried.
“Where did your bravado go, kitty girl?” He grinned sadistically as he pulled down my pants and stuck a finger inside. It was thick and disgusting enough to make me puke. I aimed it right in his face. “Ah fuck, so disgusting.” He put the rest of his clip into my chest. It fucking HURT! The fucker exited.
I didn’t hold the tears back any long. That feeling from before reminds me of that.
I DON’T WANT THAT TO HAPPEN AGAIN.
I squirmed but the restraints were thick metal. I need to sleep and Rank up if I ever hope to get out of this rape dungeon.
I closed my eyes and went to stats. Well lookee fucking here. There’s a button called Rank up. This is too fucking convenient for me.
I ‘pressed’ it, the feeling I felt next was like I was shut off like a robot. Above and embolden was the word Perks. Then below it were a bunch of different perks and abilities. I didn’t have time to strategize, so I grabbed Eidetic Memory. It should be useful for later.
When I came out of the dream realm, Pedobear was coming back. I closed my eyes once more and threw all 100 of my accumulated stat points into strength.
“Welcome back, comrade.” I said keeping the Russian accent, “What can I do for you today.
Pedobear was naked with a full hard-on, “I’m going to show you how it feels to be with a man.” He said with a sadistic grin. He briskly walked towards. My breathing became harsh and rapid as the tears welled up behind a newly constructed dam. I keep having to build those things. My heartbeat races. He ripped off my pants and prodded his dick against my loli pussy. Shit, shit, shit, I really don’t want to be raped. I took a deep breath as I slowly pushed on the restraints. Jiggling them looser. “Fuck your tight.” He said with that fucking grin. He still couldn’t get it in.
“Fucking beta virgin doesn’t even know how to put a dick into a little girl. Don’t you know that a little girl’s vagina is too tight for an adult cock?” I smugly grin at him. I felt sick saying this, but it was the only way to get under his skin. “Too bad for you, I’m going to castrate you into a girl.”
He looked at me, dumbfounded, “Wut?”
I ripped out the thick metal restraints and grabbed his cock, ripping it straight off. Blood spurted everywhere as Pedobear screeched in agony. I tore off the rest of the restraint and fell to the ground. Oh, how great it felt to be free of restraints.
Footsteps pitter pattered rapidly down to the door of the torture chamber. I hid close to the hinges of the door. The door opened and similar faggots to the one who just died came out with assault weapons and investigated the room.
“Where is she?” One said.
“I don’t know.” Said another.
“It’s too dark in here. Can someone turn on a light?”
A bright light turned on as my eyes began to adjust. My lips formed into a mischievous grinned as I tossed the cock of Pedobear in front of me. The guys turned and visibility winced at the display. Blood coming from the crotch of the degenerate of society. His penis at my feet with blood on my hands and a grin on my face.
“What are you-” I smashed my foot into the guy talking. Hit face explodes from my new strength. I twisted in the air like an acrobatic *Ding* and crashed a knee to the scalp of another. I pushed off and took a fist to someone’s gut. I could feel his organs rupture as he coughed blood. I took then pistol *Ding* and painted the room with lead, blood, and guts until the magazine was empty. *Ding*
I took a magazine and another pistol *Ding*. I noticed their uniforms. They’re Legionaries from the fucking Silver Legion. Oh god, I heard the rumors, but I never expect something like this. The Legion is strong and respected. Having branches across all provinces of the US and FLA. They are not something to fuck with and I got captured and put into one of their torture chambers. FanFUCKINGtastic!
I walked out into the hall. I forgot to get clothes. Oh well, the cold doesn’t bother me anyway.
A squad of those fuckers formed up on the other end of the hallway. I sped towards them twirling and firing like a dance of death. The smell of iron and gunpowder filled the narrow hallway. Any bullet that hit me, I shrugged off, leaving a bruise in the wake. I knew it was an intelligence idea to put points into endurance.
I climbed the stairs. Halfway there I felt this was too easy. I stopped and smashed the door with a tiny foot open. Giant bullets annihilated where I would’ve stood. Holy shit, when I peeked. I saw men in power armor.
Fucking POWER ARMOR. Oh come on, can you kill me any harder? Am I really that dangerous? I thought back to the bank robbery and shivered. I shook my head and took a deep breath.
I can’t kill these fuckers the conventional way. Power armor is designed for Ghoul Extermination. It isn’t mobile enough to take on a super or mutant. I, however, have great mobility.
I dropped my pistols and jumped out of the basement, taking a hard step, sending me sliding into the Legionnaires at a breakneck speed. I pushed with my arm sending me flying into the air. I twirled and spun right on top of the heavily armored man. *Ding*
I used my forward momentum and physical strength to break out his helmet, breaking the neck of the wearer.
I pushed off to another legionnaire suit, taking his gun in the process. It was bigger than expected, but I was stronger than a normal cat loli. *Ding* I fired the massive cannons for guns into the remaining power armor foes. Ripping their armor to shreds. There wasn’t many just five. The massive recoil of the cannons did hurt a hella lot shooting.
I turned, got on all fours, and cheesed it faster than a Usain Bolt out of the abandoned building. I don’t really want to deal with these little shits anymore.
After my escaped dropped from exhaustion, I closed my eyes and looked at my new skills:
Serenity max level 10: The ability to keep one’s mind calm in the face of great adversity. When taking a deep breath, your mental bar is regenerated by 100.
Persuasion level 1: Based on their intelligence stat, your charisma stat, and the objective you want to achieve. You can persuade a person of anything. +10 to charisma when persuading.
Liar, liar pants on fire level 1: Based on the target’s intelligence stat, your cunning stat, and the objective you want to lie about. You can make the target believe in a lie. +10 to cunning when formulating a lie.
Sneaky Kitty level 1: When crouching, you can remain unseen based on your cunning stat and a person’s perception stat. +15 to cunning when in sneak. This ability drains 1 point per step of stamina.
Strategist level 1: Enhances your strategizing capabilities. +10 to intelligence when strategizing.
Improvised melee level 2: Equipping an unconventional melee weapon gives you +20 to strength.
Rifleman level 2: Equipping an unscoped rifle gives you +20 to dexterity.
Pitcher level 1: Based on the average of your dexterity and strength, you can throw stuff faster and stronger. +10 dexterity when pitching.
Fortitude level 1: Body can take more damage. +10 endurance when getting hit with an attack.
Medic level 1: The ability to apply first aid to yourself or to another individual. Is activated when treating an injury.
Brawler Level 2: When fighting, you gain +20 to strength.
Cat Acrobatic level 2: You can twist and turn into the air faster than your normal kitty. +20 to agility when doing acrobatics.
Gunslinger level 3: You’re a faster and more accurate pistol whipper. +30 dexterity when using pistols.
Ambidextrous level 2: The ability to use two hands simultaneously. +20 dexterity when using both hands at once.
“Well shit.” I mused, giggling before passing out in a beautiful meadow.