You’re not Katsuya.That’d be weird, because you’re trying to watch him right now.Hold on, that sounds off. It’s not what it seems like, alright?Okay, okay, okay. It is what it sounds like. Shut up, brain.You triangulate. Electricity flows through where it shouldn’t, sparks and signals sent miles away, bouncing off of cell towers on and on until you get something. Closer. Just a little bit more.Got it.Closing your eyes, you see Katsuya’s phone camera turn on, as if another set of eyes has opened. And now all you see… is nothing. Greaaat.You lie down and shift the pillow under you, trying to get into a more comfortable position. The floor’s kinda cold, and your clothes are kinda breezy, but it can’t be helped. Reaching forth blindly, you hand lightly taps upon an open bag of sugar candy, into which you reach and pop one in your mouth. Okay, let’s try that again. Your psi activates once more, a tidal wave flowing forth from his phone, crashing into the walls of the room. A laptop webcam. Another person’s cell. Respective microphones.This is a pain.>The laptop’s on, at least.>Turn on Katsuya’s microphone.>Turn on ALL the microphones.>Check the other cell phone.>Put your head down and try not to die. You mean, fall asleep.>Write-in.
OP: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n8q5pLbnsr4Twitter: https://twitter.com/ConfettoQMArchive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Psion+Academy+QuestCharacters: http://pastebin.com/VeUe26xbAbilities: http://pastebin.com/3piSQJ6T
>>1259441>The laptop’s on, at least.
>>1259441>The laptop’s on, at least.>>Turn on Katsuya’s microphone.
>>1259441>Turn on ALL the microphones.>Reflect on how you're a despicable stalker, lower than the lowest human being.
Laptop.Hey, you have one of your own.You open your eyes, sending your psi over to your laptop screen instead. It takes a second or two, but suddenly you get something.There’s a boy. That’s Katsuya. It looks like a bedroom. Why are his walls so pink? This isn’t his room, right? Is it? Then there’s a girl. That’s what’sherface, Kaori? Oh, it’s her room. They’re talking and looking at the screen. Oh god, what are you doing? You don’t like fate. A student from Nishishio that doesn’t like fate, very funny, but how else are you supposed to take this? The damn shrine gods have given you this “talent,” and with all due respect, which is none by the way, what are you supposed to do with this? Not spy on people for money? It’s not a hobby, you swear!Hey brain, are you even getting this? It’s! Not! A! Hobby!Yes, the difference that makes you a functioning member of society and not a perverse sicko! So damn it, stop thinking like that!!Alright shut up, you’ve been left with your thoughts for too long. Katsuya’s microphone: on!Kaori is talking. “Katsuya, you can’t simply search everything up online…”“Of course I can! We’ve been at this problem for what, an hour?” He grumbles.“How do plan on learning anything this way? Honestly,” she huffs.“A step by step solution, what else?”He’s boring. God, he’s so boring. Why couldn’t be anyone else? Oh, you don’t know, like a member of the mafia? Those are cool, really cool. The coolest.Any more of this and you’ll die.>Mess with them. False phone call.>Blow something up.>Multitask. Be productive. And not creepy.>No! Hold yourself back!>Write-in.
>>1259548>Multitask. Be productive. And not creepy.
>>1259548>Multitask. Be productive. And probably still super creepy.
>>1259548Now I'm REALLY REALLY interested in Katsuya's backstory with Kaori. Their relationship seems pretty weird.
>>1259548>Multitask. Be productive. And probably still super creepy.great idea anon!
>>1259548>Multitask. Be productive. And definitely creepy.
Kaori. “Hmmf. I’ll be right back.”Katsuya. “Okay.”Forget this drivel. It’s time to multitask and be productive. And not creepy. Time to spy on three people at once!Wait, no!! Something less creepy, okay? Like, um, finding the Cultural Festival schedule for next week. Is reading someone else’s emails creepy?Actually, you’d rather not hear the answer to that.Umm, okay. Tetsuyashi’s Student Body President is… Hitomi Minezaki, right?She has too many emails to Rin compared to everyone else. What’s this kind of communication in this council?! Okay, don’t judge, you’re probably not in any position to judge anyone right now. Oh, there’s one called Fwd: Re: Fwd: Fwd: Re: Re: Fwd: CuFes.You’re interrupted by three knocks.“Come in,” you say.The door slams open. “Wait, when did I need permission to enter my closet!?”Speak of the devil, it’s Minezaki.You say, “Rude. This is my room.”“No, it’s not! This is the Student Council room.”“Take it with your Secretary,” you reply, “She said I can stay here.”“She can’t give that kind of permission,” Minezaki replies, rubbing the bridge of her nose. “And it’s a mess in here!”You look up.>”It’s okay, it’s my room.”>”Sorry, /senpai/.”>”If you don’t like it, you can help clean it up.”>”Mind leaving? I’m in the middle of something here.”>Write-in.
>>1259669>”It’s okay, it’s my room.”>>>”Mind leaving? I’m in the middle of something here.”
>>1259669>”Sorry, /senpai/.”>"Mind leaving? I'm in the middle of something here."
>>1259669>”Sorry, /senpai/.”>”Mind leaving? I’m in the middle of something here.”
>>1259669>”Mind leaving? I’m in the middle of something here.”>Realize too late that we could have just ask ed her the schedule just now.
“Sorry, senpai,” you say, “Mind leaving? I’m in the middle of something here.”You watch as Minezaki staggers back, bracing herself against the door. “This… this isn’t what I wanted!” she mutters.“Are you alright? Do you need my help to walk you out?”“Guh! Why are all of you from Nishishio the same, no respect for their seniors!”“Minezaki, that’s really racist.”“There’s no race or even ethnicity involved! How is that racist at all?!”“Regionist.”“That’s not a thing!”“You’re making it a thing.”“Quiet!” she shuts you down, “Just what are you so busy with?!”Being creepy? No, you can’t say that. Reading private emails to get details on your upcoming possible opponents? Not that either.“…Doing what your secretary asked me to do…?” Bingo. Aw, you go, girl. That wasn’t a lie technically, so you’re guilt free.“That didn’t answer the question!” Minezaki replies, “You’re being incredibly suspicious right now, Denkiko Mita, was it?”“Was not.”“Don’t lie to me!” she walks inside the closet. “Show me what you’re doing!”You sit straight up.>Show… show her… Katsuya and Kaori…?>Switch windows to something innocent.>She can’t do that to an exchange student like you!>Use your privacy as your defense. Which is second only to your ego and social standing.>Pull your laptop away and try to kick her out.>Write-in.
>>1259825>Switch windows to something innocent.>Use your privacy as your defense. Which is second only to your ego and social standing.
>>1259825>Switch windows to something lewd.make her blushu
>>1259825>Use your privacy as your defense. Which is second only to your ego and social standing.
>>1259825>Switch to your 100% perfectly prepared innocuous decoy window>The one you may or may not have actually prepared at all
>Use your privacy as your defense. Which is second only to your ego and social standing.
Your eyes narrow as you channel all of your focus into your next move—a technique that can only be used by the most experienced of the knights of the electric table.Oh there’s Katsuya, chasing Kaori around for some reason. What is he, a cat? Okay, focus!Lightly reaching for the candy, your hand sweeps across your laptop in one smooth motion. Truly flawless! Absolutely perfect! Your true ultimate move: the decoy window!The screen flashes, and it’s—AHAHAH NO NOT THIS ONE, DON’T LOOK—oh there we go! A completely innocent looping video of puppies playing!Minezaki approaches you. “Come on now, there’s nothing to be afraid of.”“Don’t you know anything about privacy?” says you. Pfft.“Did you forget where you were?” she says, “If there’s nothing wrong, then you don’t have anything to hide, right?”“That’s what a tyrant would say.”Suddenly, she leaps forth like a snake unravelling its coiled body, her hand grabbing onto your laptop screen and pulling it down!Puppies.“…This is embarrassing?”You make a face and look away, “Stop staring.””H-huh?”>”Y-you have to take responsibility now.”>”Can you get out now?”>”I’m telling your secretary about this.”>”That was scary. Word might get out about someone attacking a girl in a closet.”>Write-in.
>>1259921>”Y-you have to take responsibility now.”
>>1259921>>”Y-you have to take responsibility now.”
>>1259921>>”N-now I can't get married..."
“Y-you have to take responsibility now,” you say, lightly covering your mouth with your hand.“W-what?” Minezaki says, stepping back.“To see everything like this…!” you cry softly.Is it… is it working?“I… I didn’t see anything at all!”“Senpai,” you say, “If you leave me like this, I can’t forgive you!”“A-and just w-what do you want me to do, exactly!?”“Ah… well…” And now…“S-speak up, or I can’t hear you!”The killing blow! “The Cutural Festival matchups would be enough, thank you.”“…Ehn?” Minezaki looks at you, “I-it’s kind of a secret.”“Senpai, it’s not much of you, but please,” you say, and then adding one more, “Senpai…?”“Oh… O-okay!” she says, “I can’t say no to a cute junior, even if she is from another school! I’ll be right back!”“Thank you,” you wave her off.It… worked?What did you just do?Ah, at least now you’ll get some peace and qu—“Here you go!” Minezaki leaps around the corner and through the doorway.“WAHH!” you jump, “That was too quick!”“It wasn’t much of a problem!~”You stare at it.”Cross Culture Clash<,” the event is called.The one with the fighting, and also the one you’re obligated to join. And here’s Katsuya’s name…If you two won every match, you would meet…>…On the first one!?>On the second. Alright.>On the third. Would he even make it that far?
>>1260088>…On the first one!?
>>1260088>>On the second. Alright.
>>1260088>On the third. Would he even make it that far?
First one up.Alriiight! All you have to do is win, and then that sweet, sweet money from that secretary Fujisaki is all yours.Winning should be a piece of cake. Away team or not, you’re not going to lose to any chump from Tetsuyashi, or even anyone from Kitakaze!Katsuya sneezes, covering his mouth.Kaori asks, “Are you okay? Do you have a cold?”“No way, it’s too warm for that. I think someone was talking about me, ugh. I feel creeped out.”“Oh my…”“Never mind.”“You’re not getting into anything dangerous, are you? Perhaps something involving… Rin and Kururi?”“Come on, Kaori. You really shouldn’t talk about that.”“Hmmf,” she pouts, “It’s not as if you have anyone else to share this with.”“Rin can’t find anything, it’s a dead end. Unless you’re talking about Kururi…”“No! I’d never!” Kaori says, “But… don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”“Then I wouldn’t be getting a lot done next week.”“You know what I mean. Besides, you know what they say in Nishishio, ‘You can’t run from fate.’”“Fate this, fate that, forget it. It’s all a bunch of nonsense anyways.”You can’t believe you’re agreeing with him.[Ugh.]
ED: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y-NTMSoed2gTwitter: twitter.com/ConfettoQMThanks for playing! Sorry about that long pause, and also this being painfully short. I'll try to run again next week for a decent length of time.As always, comments, criticism, and questions are very welcome.
>>1260356Thanks for running! I look forward to the next session
>>1260356Denkiko a creep
>>1260356Dammit, caught it at the very end...
>>1260356See you next time, m8
I like your style a lot. I will follow this quest