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You step off the train with luggage in tow. Outside, a rustic wooden sign greets you:

"Welcome to Progress, Oregon. Population: 4,267"

You didn't volunteer to come here, but when your mom got cancer, you got shipped off to live with your grandparents while she undergoes chemo and your older sister takes care of her.

>Name/Gender?
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Yu Narukami, Male.
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>>827200
Sure, this, why not.
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Anyone want to submit a non-joke entry? Please? I don't want to force a name on you.
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Lee Yun Sho Female
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>>827163
Female/Grace
Our parents mixed up Gender and Name.
But seriously, Grace/Female.
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>>827163
Ashley
male (female)
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>>827163
Alex female
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John Key, Transexual male
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Alright, I'll put it to a vote.

>Lee Yun Sho/Female
>Grace (Last Name TBD)/Female
>Ashley (Last Name TBD)/Female
>Alex (Last Name TBD)/Female
>John Key/Trans Male
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>>827407
>Lee Yun Sho/Female
Sure.
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>>827407
>Ashley
I trust my fellow questers will recognize the superior choice of a reverse trap protagonist
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>>827407
Ashley
Female
>>827418
I like tomboys.
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I'm gonna doze off for an hour or two, come to a better consensus than 2 to 1 plz.
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>>827459
Sometimes you have to take what you can get. You don't exactly have a huge player base, and I suspect no one here really cares that much about the MC's name. We don't even really know them yet, except that they have a dying mom who their sister is taking care of.
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>>827407
Ashley
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>>827312
Your OP is 3 lines and then a name AND gender vote. You're the one who started with the joke entry.
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>>827530
Fair enough. Writing.
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>>827480
>>827425
>>827418

You are Ashley 'Ash' Hayes, and you've pretty much always been a bit of a tomboy. Short black hair, preferring tanktops over blouses, a bit of a flat chest- you have a fairly nice behind, though.

You adjust the strap of your messenger bag as you look around. You assume you're near downtown, because there's a number of storefronts lining the next street over: a bakery called 'Rolling Scones' (you already feel a twinge of homesickness, your mom and your sister both adore bad puns), a diner called the Firefighter's Cafe, a bar called Murphy's Place, a pizzeria, a flower shop, a library...

But that seems to be it as far as storefronts go. It's really small compared to life in Seattle.

At least you (probably) won't have to deal with the constant lingering smell of pot everywhere.

You hear an old woman calling out to you and you crane your neck to see your grandparents waiting on you in a burgundy minivan. These are your grandparents on your mother's side- Dad was an orphan, and left the picture soon after you were born. But they've always been good to you, and unlike most grandparents, yours keep up with the times. You're pretty sure you were the only person in your old class who could say her grandma was an avid Twitter user. She likes to livetweet football games and can has quite the online pottymouth when her team's losing.

"Hello, dear!" Grandma says to you brightly. "Did you have a nice train ride?"

>"Eh, it was alright."
>"Yeah, it was nice."
>"I'd rather taken a plane."
>Write-in
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>>827661
>"Yeah, it was nice."
Trains are comfy, I wish we had gotten a male protagonist but I'm okay with this as long as it doesn't devolve into yuri shitposting
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>>827661
>Yeah, it was nice
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>>827667
Please, with the way qst always goes, it will definitely devolve into yuri shitposting, it is why I dislike female protags in general. Not enough of qst is secure in its sexuality to play a female character that wants dick.

That and we would probably be going after the "chads" that they swear are ruining their lives.
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>>827667
>>827675
After saying that however, I really hope this quest goes somewhere because I do like the Persona series, although I swear I haven't fully played through any of the games but that is normal for me and video games.

I would love to see one set in the US.
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>>827675
>>827681
I wouldn't mind getting some dick but I can't deny that I love cute girls. It's too early for this kind of discussion anyway, we need more time to develop the MC. I'm just a huge SMT nerd I'm here for the demons. Jack frost is best demon.
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I just hope this is either based off the first persona games or is a creative take on the persona concept. I'm not a fan of the school schedule, social links shit and unique snowflake MC who's the only one who can have more than a single person that plagued P3 and 4.
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>>827667
>look who brought it up in the first place
Don't worry, your delicate sensibilities will be kept in mind, and respected in this safe space.
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>>827667
>>827670
"Yeah, it was nice." you say as you put your luggage into the back of the minivan. It was pretty comfy, and you got some shut-eye on the ride here. You're still a bit sleepy, but you manage to stay awake as Grandpa drives the van a couple blocks away, pulling into a two story house.
"We've set the guest room up for you on the top floor," says Grandma. "Why don't you unpack while I get dinner ready?"

You nod and bring your luggage up the stairs into what's going to be your room for the foreseeable future- it's got plenty of room to walk around in, there's a window facing the street and a window facing the house to the left of your grandparents, there's a bathroom just a few steps down the hall from your room...but the room itself is pretty barren, save the bed, nightstand, and table. Luckily, you brought some decorations to liven things up

>What personal belongings did you bring? (No need to say 'laptop' or 'smartphone', those are pretty much a given. Any posters? Music CDs? Stuff with sentimental value?)
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>>827715
>>What personal belongings did you bring? (No need to say 'laptop' or 'smartphone', those are pretty much a given. Any posters? Music CDs? Stuff with sentimental value?)

An analogic wristwatch that belonged to dad
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>>827715
>A USB containing 2gb of personal files. All. Text.
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>>827715
>Your collection of Queen albums
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>>827715
A worn out plushie of a scorpion.
Rock and Metal albums.
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>>827715
>>Personal belongings
I'd like to toss a tarot deck onto the pile of things we own

and maybe a jirachi plush
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>>827738
>>827742
Gee Ash, OP let's you have two plushies?
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>>827742
Gonna say no to the tarot deck right now, but you can probably get one later.

You put an analogue wristwatch-the only thing Dad left- on your night stand, along with the Jirachi plushie you got when you were about 10 and going through a major Pokemon phase. On your bed, a cute but worn-looking scorpion plushie you won at a fairground ring toss when you were just 6 years old and named 'Mister Clawsy'. On the desk, a pile of albums- a lot of Queen CDs, some classic Metallica, some AC/DC, some Led Zeppelin, some Pink Floyd, and more comparatively recent fare like Red Hot Chili Peppers and Nirvana.

There's also a flash drive filled with 2 Gigs of text files. It's...password protected. For reasons. Reasons that would probably make dinner conversations awkward if your grandparents realized the sheer amount of....er....'romance' stories you had on that flash drive.

"Ash! Dinner's ready!"

You head downstairs to find Grandma made a big pot of spaghetti- and not with cheapass generic sauce that you need to add ketchup to just to get any tomato flavor out of it, but homemade sauce so thick and rich you could make a spoon stand straight in it. And there's full meatballs in it, not just loose ground beef. And the garlic bread with melted mozzarella on top just smells so good~!

You smile, remembering how much she kicked ass at making Thanksgiving dinner. "This is really good!" you say as you chow down.

Grandpa laughs. "Easy, Ash, nobody's gonna take your food from you. You eat like you got hollow legs!"

Despite the good food, not much conversation is had. You guess everyone's trying to avoid the elephant in the room.

>"So...how long do you think it'll take before Mom's done with chemo?"
>"...you guys probably don't want to talk about what's going on with Mom, huh?"
>Write-in
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>>827759
>"So...how long do you think it'll take before Mom's done with chemo?"
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>>827759
>"So...how long do you think it'll take before Mom's done with chemo?"
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>>827759
>>"So...how long do you think it'll take before Mom's done with chemo?"
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>>827760
>>827773
>>827779

You break the silence. "So...how long do you think it'll take before Mom's done with chemo?"

And just like that, the whole mood of the room goes down. Grandpa shifts uncomfortably in his seat while your Grandma's shoulders sag under emotional weight.

"We don't know, sweetie. Could be a year. Could be two. All we can do is hope for the best."

She sighs as she collects the empty plates and begins washing them. "I'm sorry I couldn't give you a better answer."

You shake your head. "It's alright." you say before yawning.

Grandpa stands up. "You should really go to bed, Ash, you have school in the morning-"

That's you hear a dog barking. You stop, confused. Grandma smiles. "Oh, didn't we tell you? We got a dog recently! Terry, could you let Ringo in?"

Grandpa grunts dutifully and walks down the stairs to open the backdoor.

Up the stairs comes the cutest goddamn Pembroke Welsh Corgi you've ever seen.

>PET THE DOG
>Write in
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>>827804
>PET THE DOG
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>>827804
>PET THE DOG
Pet the adorable little beastie
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>>827804
>>PET THE DOG
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>>827806
>>827807
>>827814

You cannot resist petting the dog. Look at it's happy smile! And its tiny feet! You give it a vigorous petting before going to bed. But before you go, you give it a second pet


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(Alright, I'm gonna cut this short. My laptop screen's falling apart and I need to get it fixed. I'll archive this and resume later.)
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>>827841
See you later. Thank you for running.
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>>827841
I look forward to it
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....it might take some time until the guy I messaged about fixes gets back to me. Besides, there was only the Velvet Room I wanted to do before ending this, and maybe starting the first day of class.
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You head to your bed and pretty much instantaneously fall asleep. But when you think you wake up, you're in a place you don't recognize.

You look around what reminds you of old diners from the 1950s- booths with leather upholstery, a counter area with stools...but it's all overwhelmingly blue. The ceiling, the blue tiles on the checkered floor, the upholstery, the tables...even the neon lighting from the counter area is blue.

You realize you are seated at a booth, and across from you sits a strange looking man in a suit with a balding head, pointed ears, and a bizarrely long nose. As far as you can tell, you and the man before you are the only ones in the diner.

The man chuckles when he knows you are aware of his presence. "Ah, it's good to finally meet you. We've been waiting for you to arrive. My name is Igor. It is my great pleasure to make your acquaintance."
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(oops forgot dialogue options)

>"Um....hi."
>"What is this place?"
>Write in
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>>827913
>"Um....hi."
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>>827913
>>"What is this place?"
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>>827902
>Appreciate the aria of the soul
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>>827913
>"Um....hi."
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>>827922
>>827947

"Um...hi." you say, bewildered by what you assume to be a dream. And yet, a part of you feels like this is too real to be a dream.

As if reading your mind, Igor smiles knowingly. "This is the Velvet Room. It exists between dreams and reality, mind and matter. This room can only be entered by those who are bound by a 'contract'."

He snaps his fingers and a piece of paper appears on the table before you, along with a quill pen.

The contract consists of one sentence:

'I chooseth this fate of mine on free will.'

Underneath that is a place to sign your name.

>Sign it
>Ask him why you need the contract
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>>828003
>>Sign it
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>>828003
>Sign it
What could go wrong?
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>>828003
Ask him why first.
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>>828003
>Ask him why you need the contract
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>>827841
Wait a second.....

Laptop screen is falling apart....

Are... are you Ouro also? He/she is the only other entity I know that has to hold their laptop screen on with scotch tape....
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>>828003
>>Ask him why you need the contract
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"Why do I need this contract?" you ask, pen hovering over the contract. Igor smiles. "You will require the services we offer in the near future." he says. He keeps saying 'we', is there another person here?

You decide that, since this is a weird half-dream, you might as well sign. What could go wrong?

You sign the contract and Igor interlocks his fingers. "Excellent. Now, allow me to introduce my assistant. Henry, could you come out please?"

Out from what you thought was the kitchen is a man in a waiter's outfit, carrying a covered silver platter in one hand. He has gold eyes and a blue bowtie that matches the rest of the room.

(OOC: Yeah, I know that Decim has a red bowtie and blue eyes, I just don't have time to do a good edit)

Igor gestures to the waiter. "This is Henry. He is a resident of the Velvet Room, much like myself."

Henry looks to you with an unreadable expression. "Pleased to meet you, madam." he says in a monotone voice.

Igor glances to something on the wall behind you. "Oh, it seems we've run out of time for now. We shall go over details the next time you are here. Until then, farewell..."
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>>828037
Nope, but it sounds like we have the same problem.

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Tuesday, Sept. 4, 2018 - Before Class

You wake up in your bed, feeling very confused. However, there are more important things than very cryptic dreams. Such as school! Today, you begin attendance at Progress High School.

You quickly get ready and walk to the modest campus. It's a 15 minute walk, and you manage to get to your homeroom just a few minutes before the bell rings.

Your homeroom/English Lit. teacher Mr. Buchanan pulls you up to the front of the class. "Alright, I know we've only just started the school year, but we've already got a new student. Her name's Ashley Hayes, and she just came into our humble little town yesterday. Why don't you introduce yourself, Ashley?"

>"...Hello..."
>"Hello. I prefer to be called Ash, and I'm staying in Progress while my mom is doing chemotherapy...she has breast cancer."
>"Hello! It's nice to meet you! I'm Ash, I'm from Seattle...(blather on and on until the teacher cuts you off)
>Write in
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>>827804
>the cutest goddamn Pembroke Welsh Corgi you've ever seen.
FIRST PARTY MEMBER CONFIRMED
Get him a little fuckin' bandana for our bad little buddy.

>>828122
>"Hello. I'm Ashley but please call me Ash! I'm gonna be staying in Progress while my mom is undergoing medical treatment. I'm from Seattle...(blather on and on until the teacher cuts you off)."
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>>828122
>Hello! It's nice to meet you! I'm Ash, I'm from Seattle...(blather on and on until the teacher cuts you off)
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>>828066
Decim assistant. QM confirmed for excellent taste.
>>828122
Some bastardized combination of options B and C sounds like it would work out wonderfully.
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>>828122
>Hello! It's nice to meet you! I'm Ash, I'm from Seattle...(blather on and on until the teacher cuts you off)
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>>828122
A mix of B and C.
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>>828122
>>"Hello! It's nice to meet you! I'm Ash, I'm from Seattle...(blather on and on until the teacher cuts you off)
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>>828129
>>828149
>>828128

"Hello, I'm Ashley, but please call me Ash. I'm gonna be staying in Progress while my mom's undergoing medical treatment...."

"Alright, Ash. We have to continue with classes."

You sit down between an African American boy with stylish glasses who's reading a novel he's hidden in the assigned reading and a blonde girl who's idly texting someone.

"Alright, if everyone could open to chapter two of The Great Gatsby..."

And so, classes go on much like they did back in Seattle.

-Lunchtime-

You find yourself sitting in the cafeteria when the two people you were sitting between sit down.

The one in the glasses waves. "Hey, how's life in Progress treating you so far?"

>"It's pretty good."
>"Eh, same shit, different town."
>Write in.
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>>828332
>"It's pretty good."
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>>828332
>"It's pretty good."
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>>828332
>>"It's pretty good."
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>>828332
>>"Eh, same shit, different town."
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Hey, can we visit the tribe from Infamous: Second Son? They seem nice.
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>>828343
>>828350
>>828379

"It's pretty good." you say after you swallow a bite of hamburger. The cafeteria food's actually not that bad.

The boy reaches a hand out to shake. "Name's Levi Ross. The girl glued to her phone's Jessica Burns."

Jessica shot Levi an angry look. "Screw you."

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I need to cut this short. My computer's literally falling apart at the seams.
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>>828482
See you later
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Just found this quest, looking forward to next session!

have some art of best P5 girl
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>>828482
See ya, OP

>>829887
February can't come soon enough
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>>827759
>Jirachi plushie you got when you were about 10 and going through a major Pokemon phase

Amusing this take place in 2016, this puts her age at 23 at the oldest.
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>>833988
*Assuming
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>>833988
>>834041
Culture went a bit faster in this universe.
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>>833988
>>834116
http://konkeydongcountry.tumblr.com/post/153161276694/
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>>827661
im a seattlefag and i take offense at the pot comment
you only smell pot when you breathe in
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>>834212
https://youtu.be/Efv_rmEcBC8



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