I think it's time for a Shabin Tournament.

Winner is the real Shabin, which we get to follow.

looks like it's time for a little magic.

>>374572
Y'know, if you're going to do "it's my dream so I can conjure copies of myself out of thin air", you could bypass the whole thing and just dream yourself a pickaxe.

Shabin Tournament, challenge 1: Conjure hundreds of Cheelops around you.

The winner will be the one who can't stand it the most.

>>374572
Haha! Now he's severly outnumbered, get him!

Time for some good old christmas vengence where we get some payback and some boiled goose.

1/2 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)06:39 No. 374603 ID: d6af4f
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Multiple Shabins, all with the realization that she can control her very dream! If she can make more of herself, after needing the mere excuse of being able to do so, who knows what she was able to do? She focused as hard as she can, but no pick axes appeared, and no Cheelop's materialized.

>"Not so fast, Shabin! You may have found a dreamy loophole, but I can prevent you from just summoning whatever, like this were some kind of lucid dream! This is a CHRISTMAS dream!" the ghost of christmas past boasted to her.

But it was not lost, she had displayed she had some control, after all!

"Okay, father, mother, it's 4 to 3. She gets the pickaxe."
>"Oh, fine." the matron, now present, allowed, peculiarly accepting of these events."
>"Yayyyy! I'm gonna go tear down a mountain!" little Shabin cried, running off enthusiastically.

2/2 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)06:39 No. 374604 ID: d6af4f
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>"AUUUUUGH MY EYEEE"
"Oh right, I did poke my eye after all." Shabin remarked, recalling the events that transpired.

>>374604
Well it's a valuable learning experiance. It will teach her/you to keep your head and eyes out of the way of a possible bounce away from the wall.

Now lets find some of the bigger kids that used to pick on you and make them eat some gravel!

Just saying it now, we should go to the future next.

does that mean you just altered the past to give yourself a badass eyepatch in the present, or did you have no such luck?

1/2 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)09:41 No. 374618 ID: d6af4f
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Although her past self may have sustained injuries most grievous, this was indeed a simple dream, and nothing would last except what Shabin would learn. Except that whatever the great ghost of christmas past had planned, Shabin was greatly unimpressed!

"This dream sucks, ghosts. Yes, I wanted a pick axe back then, and this scene is sort of like back then, but gnolls don't celebrate actual christmas. Seriously. They're gnolls. Oh, and the matron? She's acting all nice here. She's usually stern and stubborn. You completely got her personality wrong, she acts nothing like she looks."
>"Well geez, you're no fun! I think the lesson here is that you are a scrooge. Minci?"
>"Don't be too hard on her! She must be so confused. Besides, you like things flipping around like this! Let's bring you back to the main room, Shabin."
>"Yeah okay I guess you're right. It's cool Shabin, see you around!"
"Wait a sec, I wanna beat up some kids around here, the-"

2/2 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)09:41 No. 374619 ID: d6af4f
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Alas, Shabin's desire for revenge would not be allowed, and she finds herself in a familiar room."

"The hell was that." she remarked in her usual fashions. "They were getting all friendly with me, like we had already met, geez."

>>374619
Lets go push future Chee down a stair, that should be fun and amusing.

become super jealous of how so many people have bigger boobs then you.

>>374619
You're still in at least one layer of dream. Spawn another you and go through both doors.

>>374619
I can't tell if this is a pause
Is this a pause?
I bet it's a pause

When you get to the present, do whatever you wanted to do with a clone. I'm sure you've always wondered what it'd be like partying with a clone, even if it is pick walls all night. Remember, this is probably the only dream where you've been lucid enough to manage to have willing fun. Let's have some fuuuuun.

Go through the Present door. Like you said, no one does Future-to-Past.

Besides, if I remember my Christmas Carol, you'll want to save Future for last.

1/2 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)11:54 No. 374639 ID: d6af4f
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Having decided, Shabin is left hoping that this lesson would be more fruitful than the last! Knocking herself out to spawn another one of her, both Shabins walk on through, to the FUTURE-TURE-ture....

"We're going to the future, Shabin 2."
>"What about a christmas carol, and never going future to past?"
"Fuck it. This door better have Chee inside so I can push her down some stairs."
>"Dibs."

2/2 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)11:57 No. 374642 ID: d6af4f
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>"BEHOOOLD, I am the great dwarven hero, Powerstonefist Hugebeardaxe the third, son of Powerstonefist Hugebeardaxe the second, son of Powerstonefist Hugebeardaxe the first! I am the ghost of christmas future, the greatest miner the dwarven race has ever produced, and the wielder of the golden pick axe!"

oh, this guy actually may have something important. greatest miner ever could teach you some awesome mining techniques.

But gold makes a terrible material for mining! It's very soft! And would deform after just a few strikes!

>>374645
unless it's magical gold

not buying it unless he can back his words up.

Challenge him to a mining (or drinking) contest. Bet that, if you win, he skips the friggin' morality lesson and gives you that kick-ass pick.

(cheat by switching out with your clone when you start getting tired/drunk)

>>374642
Well this is your dream, sort of, so your rules apply and all that. So channel your rage over dwarves being total assholes towards everything and kick the shit out of him, then steal his golden pick axe. After that inquire in the whereabouts of a an old lady version of Chee that you can push down some stairs.

He's less of a wielder of the golden pick and somehow the only dwarf to have the hilt of anything stuck in his fucking skull, through his goddamn helmet. Can we have the dwarf that has the ability to mine a person's skull with a fucking hilt as our guide please? Not some royal, self-proclaimed douchebag mining prince?

Golden pick axes suck worse then wooden ones. What kind of fucking miner are you if you use that for real instead of symbolism. Is that thing just enchanted? I bet it's enchanted to not be malleable. What a pussy, using an enchanted pick axe. My god, I have more problems with this dwarf at face value then I do with an elf of any kind, what shitty kind of dwarf could possibly even have that ability?

Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)12:38 No. 374656 ID: d6af4f
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Her resolve set, and willingness for sappy christmas morals low, Shabin dares confront this dwarf!

"I bet you I can mine faster than you! If I win, how about you skip the morality lesson and give me that pick, which I assume is magic gold or something!"
>"Ah, but young kobold, this can be yours, all you must do is take it."
"What? Is that some symbolism? What kind of dwarf are you? A sucky kind, I best."
>"I shall ignore that, as this is an event for you! Allow me to show you the future!"


[i]And so a vision formed, in which Shabin 1 and 2 saw future shabin, mining away.

"I don't get it. Am I supposed to have a kickass pickaxe? That's not a kickass pickaxe."
>"No. Here, you are old, years have gone by, and you have never reached out to grab a golden pickaxe."
"Man, I suck at that mining. How did I get worse? Man, lift that pickaxe, geez."
>"As I have said! You have grown old, and though your skill has only improved, your body grows weak."

"and what does this have to do with christmas? everyone gets old"

so he's basically saying that after only a handful of years, your weak, pathetic body is inevitably gonna reach its limit and begin to wither away, eventually leaving you dying slowly as you watch it all happen, unable to do anything about it whatsoever.

oh, and also, merry Christmas.

>>374656
Hmm, that's true. You do get old eventually. Unless... I know! You must set out to become immortal and all powerful! Or well at least immortal and un aging. Guess you're going to have to go full lich or something.

Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)12:55 No. 374668 ID: d6af4f
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"So what you're saying is that I have to go out and become immortal."
>"No, ya foolish kobold! Think! What was your first thought upon walking through the door of the future, what have I said, and what is missing from this scene?! Think, lass!"

that you need to train harder and get that gold pick before you die?

you're missing strength in your arms required to swing the pickaxe in an efficient manner?

>>374668
Well we wanted to push someone down a stair. So... a stair I guess?

"I need to order Chee around to do my mining for me? Because my first thought was pushing Chee down some stairs and Chee is sort of missing from here and I can't seem to poof her in. Oh my gods, being fucking nicer to Chee is the sappy lesson? Man, fuck you, I'm good friend, a little moody and shit, but Chee's used to it. She isn't some fucking pussy as much as someone would think, she can take a hit and a few insults like a real friend can. She knows I already appreciate her, the way a gnoll-bold can."

Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)13:32 No. 374675 ID: d6af4f
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"That I'm not strong enough? That I need to train harder? That I need to get the gold pickaxe before I die?"
>"THERE ya go! I thought ya'd never get it!"
"I want to push Chee down some stairs. I don't see Chee here, and I swear, the lesson here better not be about Chee. She knows I appreciate her."
>"Nay, Chee is not the lesson, do what you will about her. Here she is. Now shut up a moment first, this bits important."

>"Oh, there you are, Shabin."
>"Chee."
>"How are you doing? I thought you were done. Anyways, you want to go to the dwarven lands tomorrow? You always talked about that."
>"... I'm tired, Chee. I'm too tired. They'll just kill me, anyway."
>"Yeah, you always said that, too. I guess you're right. Well, there's always tomorrow."
>"Yeah."

>>374675
Is this some shit about realising dreams? Because it seems like something crappy like aim higher than just being a fuck awesome miner. Anyway, we got a Chee to push down some stairs, so lets get to it!

pshh. dorfs ain't all that bad. once you get used to the stench.

>>374675
So you need to fight all the dorfs to get through to the golden axe?
Oh that's easy, just send you into berserk mode, kill everyone in the fort and take it. Have Chee heal you for back-up and Chop and a few of his apprentices to have for physical back-up. He'll be up for it, good practice.

The future has revealed itself. The dwarves are hogging the golden pick axe. You must go kick their asses!

1/4 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)14:06 No. 374682 ID: d6af4f
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Shabin looks around for stairs, but there are none in sight! Pushing Chee off will have to wait.

"This better not be about realising dreams. About some crap about being better than a miner."
>"Oy, you brick headed bold! Why would I, the greatest of miners, come to you to try and get you to be somethin' 'better' than mining?! Ain't a profession more honorable! Keep watchin'!"
"You're too damn cryptic. I can't watch your damn running jumps of logic. Do I need to fight dorfs to get that golden pick axe you're hogging?"
>"OY. The golden axe is a metaphor, ya git! It's dwarven trainin', ya fool! The miner makes the pickaxe, not the other way around! You've gotta take the 'golden pickaxe' of opportunity and quit bein' such a coward about 'ohhh noooo the dwarves'll kill mehl like a prissy princess. Yeesh, these things are better if ya figure it out yerself, but yer too dimwitted!"
"You're cryptic as hell, geez. How was.. forget it. Crap, Chee's already back in our room. Timeskip to the next morning or something, there's stairs nearby our door that Chee walks by.

>"Have it yer way!"

2/4 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)14:08 No. 374683 ID: d6af4f
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"There. Get ready for some pushing, Shabin 2."
"Yep."

>"Hey, Shabin, wake up! You're sleeping all late. Shabin. Shabin. Wake up. Shabin."

3/4 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)14:08 No. 374684 ID: d6af4f
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>"Shabin... no..."

>>374685
It's time, you know what must be done. Shove her!

Surprise her by telling that your old self died, but that your time-traveling one didn't. Apologize preemptively for ruining the crushing, shocking moment that Chee just realized she won't get to see her best friend ever again, if we don't count time-traveling selves. But that's okay because everyone dies, some disappointingly, but hey, that's life.

feel bad.

>>374685
VIOLENCE!

it's just a dream. no harm will be done. you know you want to.

>>374685
Don't let this overplayed story halt your resolve. SHOVE HER!
SO SAAAAAAAAAAD

1/3 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)14:59 No. 374693 ID: d6af4f
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"Chee."

Shabin reached out, and the direct interaction alone made her visible to this old, future Chee!

>"Shabin?! What?! You're young again?! Not a ghost, I can feel you... um..."

Old, future Chee looked down the stairs, as though she knew of Shabin's intent!

>"Shabin, I don't know what's going on, but, uh... if you're not dead, can you promise me that if you're alive, you'll go to the dwarves? Like you always wanted, like you always talked about?"

2/3 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)15:01 No. 374695 ID: d6af4f
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.... "Yeah. Yeah, I promise, Chee."

3/3 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)15:01 No. 374697 ID: d6af4f
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It was a dream, she told herself, and she knew it was true. But it was a promise, nevertheless, as she shoved her best friend down the stairs like it was old times. Dream or not, she knew that the this event is far from impossible to happen in reality.

>"Thank you, Shabin."

>>374697
Nobody sane should look that happy while being pushed down some stairs. Anyway, guess we will have to show up to the dorfs and show them what mining is really about. Then take a break to show them how drinking is done and then lastly how a drunken berserker rage armed with pick axes is properly done.

now time for the middle door.

>>374701

...and this all may as well be purely the product of Shabin's mind. good grief, lady, you have a twisted sense of friendship.

so are we done here or what?

1/2 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)15:32 No. 374706 ID: d6af4f
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The thoughts floated in her brain, and she felt a need to mutter to herself, to say it was alright.
"Cheelop's training to be a battle healer. She's gotta take hits. So I help train her by pushing her down the stairs and watching her heal herself. This is nothing new, we do this often."

Shabin turned to face the dwarf, to challenge him to mining, drinking and just about everything. She was in little mood, and it was just as well, she had no chance for such a thing before she was whisked away to the main room. There was no decision making of course, this time, and so she entered the present.

2/2 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)15:34 No. 374707 ID: d6af4f
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What saw her now was the least imposing sight, a funny little animal creature on its hind legs, with the eyes of some kind of horrible insect!

>"Hey, Shabin. I'm the ghost of christmas present. Which is a little weird, because I'm not dead, but I've been put up to this anyway. Probably Tom, that bastard."

It mutters to itself, not minding that Shabin did not know that Tom was, in fact, the very demon of collosal height, given a name more befitting to one with a manly physique. Nor did Shabin know why this creature and the demons spoke to her as though they have already met! They did, of course, but that was neither here nor there.

Ears has insectoid eyes? Huh. Never noticed.

Also, pull on his ears and/or slug him. He loves being pestered, trust me. Why, Tom screws with him all the time, and they're "best" "friends". :I

Be nice to Ears. Err. Don't be physically mean to him, anyway.

Tell him you have no idea what he's talking about, and that he should get to the point.

>>374707
Knock out his front teeth and then ask what the fuck he wants and why you should give a fuck.

just don't imagine his eyeslits are sideways jaws that will expand into a gruesome pair of giant, tooth-lined maws that lead to the darkest abyss that would turn you mad to even look at.

this is the part where you have to have to party with yourself, if you know what I mean. You already got the lesson, sorta, so really the only thing left to do is do whatever you've possibly wanted to do to your self in the third person, if you could. You know, things like dance, put down some drinks, have a cool fight with each other, maybe just make out a little, you know, the stuff everyone would do with a clone.

>>374730

>maybe just make out a little
Nice try kiddo, nice try.

>>374734
Hey man, I'm just listing all the stuff everyone would do with a clone

1/2 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)16:32 No. 374738 ID: d6af4f
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Thoughts of partying with herself occurred, of course. After all, this was the closest she would ever come to being able to converse with herself! Yet she was not so enthused. In truth, she felt little desire to do exactly that. Perhaps she did not love herself as much as she should. It was this thought that somehow brought a motion oddly familiar to her.

>VIOLENCE

>"AUGH WHAT."
"That felt good.
>"Why?! You just met me! You ripped off my ear, even! Augh!"
"What. Your ear is fine. Don't be so protective. I'm going to call you Ears."
>"... let's view the present."

2/2 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)16:32 No. 374739 ID: d6af4f
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The vision swirled and materialized until she looked around to find herself... in her own room!

"I'm in my room."
>"Yes."
"Where I am currently."
>"Yes."

>>374739
Sneak a peek at what Chee is making. Angrily.

I said you didn't have to converse with yourself. In fact, if there's a little self-loathing involved, fighting yourself is one of the bigger, bestest things to do with yourself.

Make it your Christmas present to yourself, and deal with that self-loathing. Let Chee get some revenge too as a gift to her, because you do appreciate her naive. SO wake yourself up with a punch after discussing this with Chee.

>>374739
Knock Chee out, then go sleep in her bed. Stupid little bugger should be sleeping, not be up and do whatever stupid crap she's doing.

Finally find out what Chee is doing!

1/2 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)16:51 No. 374753 ID: d6af4f
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>Punch yourself

"Wha?!"

Her fist went right through, and she didn't feel a thing! Yet that should have worked, all up to this point! Was it because she didn't expect it to work? Were the fates just toying with her, with inconsistencies?
>"Geez. I'm surprised you didn't just go look at what Chee's making."
"I really don't care. But fine, I'm taking that as a hint."

2/2 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)16:52 No. 374755 ID: d6af4f
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"A broken stick. She's getting me a broken stick. Great. Dumb kid."

Looks more like a broken pickaxe handle to me.

>>374755
Aww, she's trying to make a pickaxe from the heart.

1/3 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)17:22 No. 374769 ID: d6af4f
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A broken pickaxe handle, of course! She thinks that maybe Chee was attempting to build her a new pickaxe.

"All I see is a broken stick. She'll have to be at this all night. I don't see the point in seeing this."
>"Hell, I don't know either. I hear it ties up in the future, though."
"Been there."
>"What, really? Are you going backwards? What kind of insane person does the future before the present? Er..."
"Yeah, if there's nothing more, then..."

Before Shabin could complete the sentence, Chee cuts her off!
>"Oh, Shabin, you're still asleep? I'll finish this tonight, but I need a break... you're such a heavy sleeper. It's a good thing, too..."

2/3 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)17:22 No. 374770 ID: d6af4f
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>"Otherwise I couldn't get away with this."

3/3 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)17:22 No. 374771 ID: d6af4f
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".... WHAT."

What a feeling, and what a revelation! She knew she had felt that odd warmth during the nights, but she had always passed it off as a good nights rest, yet it had always been Cheelop sneaking in snuggles behind her back!

SNUGGLES! =D

>>374771
Well you've realized that you don't really like yourself that much, and here you have someone who does. And then in the future you die and leave her all alone.

>>374775
Ja. Even a cold-hearted jerk like you ought to be tearing up at this. Chee's the only person to care about you in the slightest since you left Clamp, and you've spent your entire time together ignoring her. Hell, she's the closest thing you've got to family in this place--annoying and little-sistery, maybe, but family all the same. Give a little kindness back, whydon'tcha?

1/3 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)18:07 No. 374790 ID: d6af4f
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>>374775
>>374786
... I'm really horrible, aren't I.

2/3 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)18:07 No. 374791 ID: d6af4f
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>"Whoa, geez, are you crying? Why a-"
"Shut it! Yeah, okay. I've seen enough. Get me out of here, Ears."
>"You know, my name actu-"
"Don't care. Out."

3/3 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)18:09 No. 374793 ID: d6af4f
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And so Shabin slept through the night, not waking up until the morning came, finding Chee facing away from her with her head pointed down...

Prepare to find a pitifully-made but heartwarming pickaxe. Also, Chee looks like she could use a hug. Just sayin'.

push her down the stairs.

Push her down the stairs.

Also, Don't beat yourself up too much about being such a jerk--it won't help anything. Better to focus your attention on not being as bad a jerk in the future.

(Note that this doesn't mean you can't be a little bit snarky. We're not asking you to give your personality a complete overhaul. We're just saying you ought to take the edge off, is all. Be kinder to your friends.)

Hug her down the stairs.
COMPROMISE

1/5 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)18:56 No. 374808 ID: d6af4f
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"Chee, what are you doing?"
>"Shaaabin, I'm sorry! I was working so hard on your gift, but I couldn't do it! I found a spell, and it was supposed to imbue my secret present to make it all powerful, but it's a hard spell and I know I can do it but not on christmas day and--!"
"Chee, we're stepping outside. I want to show you something."

2/5 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)18:56 No. 374809 ID: d6af4f
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>"Oh, um, by the stairs? Um, Shabin, uh, what are we going to do by the stairway?"
"It's a su.. ah, hell with it."

3/5 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)18:56 No. 374810 ID: d6af4f
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Tp!
>"Ahhh Shabiiiiinnnn!"

4/5 Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)18:57 No. 374811 ID: d6af4f
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>"...huh?"

CheeQuest Christmas Special : End Shabin 2011/12/23(Fri)18:57 No. 374813 ID: d6af4f
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"I don't care if you couldn't imbue a pickaxe in time. You don't need to get me anything. Even though I'm always a jerk to you, you're always way too nice for me. You're my best friend."
>"Wh-what?! Do you mean that?! About being my best friend?"
"Yeah. Merry christmas, Chee."
>"M-Merry christmas, Shabin!"

Awww

Good End

And God bwess us, evewy one! :3

I d'aaawwed :3

>>374809
POMF