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Last time, you put an end to your crusade to gain fame for Odetta’s informant group “Xi Psi Pi” as you finished all the requests she made you do from her website. At least you believe that’s it.

In those, you helped a young boxer get a new supposedly legendary coach who you needed to reignite his passion. You dealt with a mischievous ghost (not Odetta) that was terrorizing a temple and the dancers for a ceremony. And became one of the judges for a cooking duel between rivaling restaurants.

In between those you visited some old friends at the old Flux, learned more about Odetta’s past, received information about Aleister from one of your clients, and had terrible talk with Ichie.

After coming back from the last mission, Catastrovania revealed that the Operation Stygian Counter Act is ready to go underway any day you see fit and what it entails. In short, you’re going to infiltrate 17th Office in Laoling disguised as janitors to recover the Reid family from their captors. Catastrovania, her spy network, and Odetta figured out the layout of the office, everyone’s schedule inside, and the location of the hostages – so it shouldn’t be difficult.

Problem is you can’t do this on the weekend, making Catastrovania a big fat liar. So, you have one day to kill, unless you feel like doing it another day. You’re the boss, it’s your decision.

Right now, after eating dinner, your team is all tired and demanding of rest. Usually at this point Odetta would tell you how good you did, but she’s still resting. You told everyone to be patient so you can figure out what to do now.

You have a whole free day tomorrow so there is no need to rush things, but there are a couple of things that worry you that can be resolved right now…

Do you send your team to sleep right now or not?

>Yes, they need rest and so do you. Whatever is troubling you, it can be resolved tomorrow.
>No, you’ll use all the free time you have left to resolve minor issues.

What’s the plan? (Regardless if you do it right now or later)

>Your chat with Bruce was left unfinished, you should resume it.
>Ask Catastrovania more details about the Operation.
>Okay, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right?
>Check on Odetta, she never took a long nap before and yesterday she was more tired than today. It’s too strange.
>Torture yourself by arranging that meeting with Ichie. Earn her trust to learn more about Aleister.
>Tomorrow is going to be the final super training day. You need to prepare for what’s to come.
>Write In.
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>>4545022

Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=slightly+petty+revenge
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>>4545022
>Okay, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right?
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>>4545022
>Yes, they need rest and so do you. Whatever is troubling you, it can be resolved tomorrow.

and

>Your chat with Bruce was left unfinished, you should resume it.
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>>4545022
>>No, you’ll use all the free time you have left to resolve minor issues.
>Ask Catastrovania more details about the Operation.
Important to know what we have to do
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>>4545022
>No, you’ll use all the free time you have left to resolve minor issues.
>Ask Catastrovania more details about the Operation.
Do other stuff tomorrow
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>>4545022
>No, you’ll use all the free time you have left to resolve minor issues.
>Torture yourself by arranging that meeting with Ichie. Earn her trust to learn more about Aleister.
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It is better if you resolve your doubts about the operation right now, you want to know all the nooks and crannies of what this plan entails. So you tell everyone you need more information before going to bed. Catastrovania begrudgingly accepts to expose her plans, and goes for her laptop. Neither Bruce or Ascended Maggie mind staying up for this.

Catastrovania clears her throat and begins her long winded explanation…

On a macro level, the plan is to infiltrate the 17th Office in Laoling at 7:00 AM, take the Reid family in less than 2 hours and leave. You have more time than that, but it’s better to keep things tight in Catastrovania’s opinion.

The 17th Office is the tallest building in Laoling, 14 stories tall, with 3 underground floors. The whole building is controlled by the Min-Hu Alliance, but they pretend to be a tourist office.

You’ll come in as a group of Janitors from the Laoling Cleaning Company. Bruce managed to find the place where they sell their uniforms, and already rented a van for your escape.

Your cover is that all the previous employees quit, and you’re replacing them for the day and the office was already notified. The fake message has been already handcrafted by Catastrovania, and if they want to call the company Odetta will preemptively cut their cords before the mission goes underway.

You’re going to have to play your role for a little while, since the mafia guys will keep their eyes on you but they get bored quickly. Inside the janitor’s room on the 3rd floor you should get the master key for the whole place and a laundry cart to hide people inside.

In the meantime, Odetta is going to deal with the surveillance cameras by sabotaging their security room on the 2nd Floor. Once she does, you’ll have to get to the 5th Floor quickly and retrieve the key for the Reids’ cell inside a fake conference room. It should be on the wall. Then you’ll use the elevator to get down to the 3rd floor underground, the Reids should be locked in there with two guards on watch. Dispose of them, put the Reids in the cart and then escape! That’s it!

Just because you asked, Catastrovania showed you the complete layout of the office. The Min-Hu’s boss office is on the 14th Floor, and there is a secret treasure room on the 2nd Underground level.

“Brilliant, isn’t it?” Catastrovania is proud of the plan she concocted.

How do you respond?

>“It’s decent.” You’re going to do this anyway.
>“Good job, Cat.” Pat her head.
>“What do you mean by disposing of them…?” That sounds like a fatal flaw.
>Write In.
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>>4545150
>>“What do you mean by disposing of them…?” That sounds like a fatal flaw.
>"...The hell's in the treasure room?"
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>>4545150
>“What do you mean by disposing of them…?” That sounds like a fatal flaw.
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>>4545150
>>“What do you mean by disposing of them…?” That sounds like a fatal flaw.
>"...The hell's in the treasure room?"
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>>4545150
>>“What do you mean by disposing of them…?” That sounds like a fatal flaw.
>"...The hell's in the treasure room?"
Might as well ask
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“What do you mean by disposing of them…?” You found the fatal flaw.

“It’s all up to your own abilities, assistant. I taught you well, now it’s time for you to apply the knowledge you acquired!” Catastrovania has big plans for you.

“So you have no idea what to do?” You retort.

“Of course, I do! I foresaw it all with my CATRASTROPHIC EYE of DESTRUCTION, you did a splendid job, but if I spoil it, it could go awry in this timeline.” Catastrovania makes another one of her terrible excuses.

“S-So we’ll have t-to find a way t-there…” Bruce doesn’t like this plan already.

“If we all work together, I’m sure we’ll find a way to do this peacefully.” Ascended Maggie is being way too kind.

“T-That’s wishful thinking…” Catastrovania didn’t see that in her reading.

“I’ll be fine with not being found out, that’s all.” You put the expectations low.

“Maybe w-we can distract them somehow…” Bruce proposes.

“We have only one chance! Don’t do anything risky!” Catastrovania has a point.

“…The hell’s in the treasure room?” You look at the map again.

“Multiple interesting items…” Catastrovania grins. “You’ll have to ask Odetta about that, I only know there is a safe with big money in it. And some paintings. And some shows. And a random bucket.”

“…A bucket? The bucket?” You found it!

“Y-You mean…” Bruce realized it.

“The stolen bucket? Huh, I never pieced those things together.” Catastrovania is stupid. “Odetta just found it odd since it was on a table like it was important.”

“…” You have no words.

“W-We’re not going out of way for the bucket, a-are we…?” Ascended Maggie sounded like regular scaredy-cat Maggie…

It’s getting late…

What now?

>Add ‘recovering the bucket’ to the to-do list.
>Tell your findings to the Bucket rescue group.
>Ask Odetta if that bucket is THE bucket.
>You won’t do anything. Time to go to sleep now.
>Write In.

What do you do tomorrow?

>Your chat with Bruce was left unfinished, you should resume it.
>Okay, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right?
>Check on Odetta, she never took a long nap before and yesterday she was more tired than today. It’s too strange.
>Torture yourself by arranging that meeting with Ichie. Earn her trust to learn more about Aleister.
>Tomorrow is going to be the final super training day. You need to prepare for what’s to come.
>Write In.
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>>4545350
>Tell your findings to the Bucket rescue group.
>Torture yourself by arranging that meeting with Ichie. Earn her trust to learn more about Aleister.
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>>4545350
>>Add ‘recovering the bucket’ to the to-do list.
>Ask Odetta if that bucket is THE bucket.
The bucket is bigger than any of us
>Torture yourself by arranging that meeting with Ichie. Earn her trust to learn more about Aleister.
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>>4545350
>Tell your findings to the Bucket rescue group.
>Okay, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right?
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>>4545350
>>Add ‘recovering the bucket’ to the to-do list.
>Ask Odetta if that bucket is THE bucket.
>Suggest we as a team take the day to hang out in the city before the mission
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>>4545389
Forgot to add that it might calm nerves before the big day
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>>4545364
>>4545350
Changing vote to
>Add ‘recovering the bucket’ to the to-do list.
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“We’re adding recovering the bucket to the to-do list.” You announce.

“Are you really risking your life for a bucket…?” Catastrovania is not amused.

“We went to war for it once, we can do it again.” You’re going to make your ancestors proud.

“I-I s-suppose w-we can divide our efforts.” Bruce is not against the idea. His family would be proud of him.

“Tsk, tsk, now I need to find a way to get in there as well.” Catastrovania pretends to be bothered.

“You threw the idea out there to get us to check it out anyway.” You can tell.

“Odetta didn’t want to investigate it because there was no reason to… But now, fufufufu…” Catastrovania was just pretending to be bothered.

“S-So we were tricked…” Bruce doesn’t seem to mind though.

Guided, you mean.” Catastrovania retorts.

“I think that seals it…” Ascended Maggie wants to protest but her ascendedness doesn’t let her bother anyone here.

“Well, we’ll do this if that’s our bucket, we still need to confirm it with Odetta.” You don’t want to jump the gun and get everyone in trouble.

“Isn’t s-she sleeping?” Bruce remembers her disappearing after you got here.

“We’ll wake her up then.” Maggie wants to have one less worry before going to sleep.

You all went to the girls’ room where Odetta is lying on her bed, unmoving. Maggie very gently caresses her head but to no response. You gently push her shoulder after, but nothing happens either. Bruce shakes her but still nothing. And Catastrovania throws some water on her face and, yet again, nothing…

“I think she’s dead.” Catastrovania is no medic. Odetta is still breathing.

“M-Maybe she left her body…? Y-You know the ghost stuff...” Bruce deduces.

“So she’s in a coma?” Maggie wonders as she soaks the water from Odetta’s face with a towel.

“She did say it was like sleeping.” You remember from one of your earlier chats but…

Why is she gone?

What do you do?

>Let her rest until morning. If she’s not back then, you’ll panic properly.
>Tell Catastrovania to use her abilities to summon Odetta.
>Use your phone and use your ability to capture ghosts instead.
>Write In.
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>>4545467
>>Let her rest until morning. If she’s not back then, you’ll panic properly.
Don't wanna see what happens if we interrupt this
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>>4545467
>Let her rest until morning. If she’s not back then, you’ll panic properly.
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>>4545467
>Let her rest until morning. If she’s not back then, you’ll panic properly.
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>>4545467
>Let her rest until morning. If she’s not back then, you’ll panic properly.
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>>4545467
>Tell Catastrovania to use her abilities to summon Odetta.
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“We’ll let her rest until morning. Perhaps she’s busy with something.” You think this is the best decision. “We should do what we did yesterday and have everyone sleep in the living room again so we can keep an eye on her. Besides, her futon is soaked for some reason...” You glare at Cat, who instantly looks away.

“Yes, I would gladly sleep with you again, Allie.” Ascended Maggie loves the idea.

“P-Please rephrase that.” Catastrovania gets embarrassed.

“L-Let’s move t-the furniture around again…” Bruce makes the wise decision to ignore what Maggie said.

“I’ll bring Odetta…” You grab the corpse and ignore Maggie as well.

And so, you prepare the living room for another discount slumber party with Odetta all tucked in the middle like a giant malnourished baby. You all are surrounding her, you are by her right, and Maggie by her left. Odetta is the wall dividing the boys and the girls. You can tell everyone is at least concerned about the ghost’s whereabouts.

It took you awhile to fall asleep, you had the little hope Odetta would arrive before you dozed off, but it just didn’t happen…



[DAY 22/SUNDAY]

You feel someone struggling around, pushing you with their body just a little.

W-What the hell is this…?” It’s Odetta! The girl angrily says between her teeth since she’s inside her cloth cocoon and cannot escape.

It’s almost 5 AM…

What do you do?

>“Calm down, I’ll take those off of you.” Tell Odetta to keep it down, the others are sleeping.
>“Hey everyone, Odetta is back.” Wake everyone and give them the good news.
>“Calm down and go to sleep.” Tell Odetta that now is not the time.
>Write In.
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>>4545513
>“Calm down and go to sleep.” Tell Odetta that now is not the time.
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>>4545513
>>“Calm down and go to sleep.” Tell Odetta that now is not the time.
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“Calm down and go to sleep.” You reprimand the caterpillar with a soft voice.

“J-Just get these off me!” Odetta is getting angrier.

“Later, you need to rest. Keep your voice down, it’s too early in the morning.” You don’t want her to wake up everyone.

“I’ll lower my voice, now free me…!” Odetta whispers as she is somehow managing to get closer to the kitchen by just flailing around.

“I won’t free you, you need rest. I’m responsible for your wellbeing.” You get closer to Odetta on the sly.

“Why would I want to rest anymore?! I slept all night!” Odetta is really wanting to cross the line of what a whisper is.

“Take care of your own body.” You carry the caterpillar in your arms. “I can swing you if that helps.”

“Fuck off!” Odetta wants to be free at all costs.

“We need you well rested for the mission.”

“I don’t need it, I’m using my astral projection to help!” Odetta keeps complaining.

“So did Cat know about the master key you got?” You wonder.

“Agh, that thing? I made a mistake; it was a master key for all of their special locks, it’s confusing as hell…” Odetta remembers. “W-Wait, my mind went off! Just help me out, will ya?!”

“No.”

“I-I just need to write something down…!” Odetta is so desperate she is willing to compromise.

“What is it?” You’ll indulge her.

“An address!”

“Fine.” You take your phone out and write what Odetta just said. She weighs so little; you can probably carry her with one finger. “There.”

“I’m really not tired.” Odetta sounds honest.

“I really don’t care.” You retort.

“You’re the worst.” Odetta doesn’t like you anymore.

“I know.” You say.
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>>4545576

Even if you think this was noisy enough to wake up everyone, no one did. You take Odetta down and put her in her original spot.

“Goodnight.” You keep an eye on Odetta.

“No.” Odetta imitated you.

You glare at the ghost.

“You don’t scare me, fisherman.” Odetta won’t do it.

Just shut up!” Bruce got angry, then he dozed off.

“D-Did Brucey just tell me off…?” Odetta is shocked.

“He loves his sleep.” You shrug.

“What a jerk...” Odetta has given up. “Are you going to stay awake until I go to sleep?”

“Yes.” You respond.

“He won’t be the only one if this keeps going…” Catastrovania throws some shade while sounding all tired.

“Fiiiiiiine, I’ll sleep…” Odetta gives up.

“Good.” You think you can trust her. “Good night everybody.”

You forgot to ask about the bucket… You’ll ask her as soon as you can.

It’s morning properly, you need to do your daily routine, but after that… it’s a free day. You’ll set up that meeting with Ichie, but should you go right away?

What are you planning to do now?

>Ask Odetta what happened and what the address for.
>Go to the meeting with Ichie as soon as you can.
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the day, we continue tomorrow.)
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>>4545578
>Go to the meeting with Ichie as soon as you can.
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>>4545578
>Ask Odetta about THE BUCKET.
>Ask Odetta what happened and what the address for.
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>>4545578
>Go to the meeting with Ichie as soon as you can.
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>Ask Odetta what happened and what the address for.
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>>4545578
>Ask Odetta what happened and what the address for.
>Go to the meeting with Ichie as soon as you can.
Shouldn't be binary here, do both
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>>4545578
>>Ask Odetta about THE BUCKET.
>>Ask Odetta what happened and what the address for.
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Since it’s Sunday and it was a hard week for everyone, you decided not to do your daily exercises with everyone. Instead, the only part of the routine that will remain intact will be Odetta’s treatment. They deserve to have a long rest anyway after your little scene during the night.

As you prepare to go out, you text Ichie about meeting up today, she immediately responds that she’s available any time you see fit

After a light jog around the park, you come back to your apartment to a huge surprise. Everyone is eating a decently looking breakfast, and it was prepared by none other than Ascended Maggie. There is a plate ready for you…

“Welcome back, Allie! I hope you’re hungry!” Ascended Maggie is wearing your apron to cook.

“It’s surprisingly decent.” Catastrovania gives her review.

“S-She’s right, I t-thought I would throw u-up since Maggie made it but it’s good, haha.” Bruce agrees.

“Still boring though…” Odetta doesn’t like a balanced diet.

“You rascals say the darndest things! Tee-hee!” Ascended Maggie sounded like regular Maggie again for a second. You already ate food from Maggie, and you recall it being better than expected.

“Well then…” You take a seat and promptly eat the food.

“H-How was it?” Ascended Maggie is worried about your opinion.

“Acceptable.” You don’t have much to say. Maggie looks a little more relaxed. “Odetta, time for your treatment.”

“Fine…” Odetta has never said a word against it unlike with everything else. She knows it’s important.

You take Odetta to the girls’ room and do her treatment. After you’re done, it’s time to ask the hard-hitting questions.

“By the way, the bucket you saw in the treasure room in 17th Office is the town’s bucket, correct?” You wonder.

“The hell do I know? I’ve never seen that stupid bucket before.” Odetta didn’t like that question. You’ll excuse Odetta’s ignorance about the bucket’s importance this time.

“Here.” You show her a photo of the legendary bucket. “So?”

“That’s just a regular ass bucket.” Odetta didn’t find it helpful.

“But is it the same one you saw in there, yes or no?” You want your answers.

“How am I supposed to know? I didn’t analyze what kind of bucket it was like some kind of weirdo.” Odetta shakes her head.

“Was it made out of wood?” You ask the important questions.

“I don’t remember… Maybe?” Odetta doesn’t understand the importance of your town’s treasure.

You glare at her.

“You don’t want me to go over there just to check that…?” Odetta asks in disbelief.

You keep glaring at her.

“Alfred, you’re making me rethink if this friendship was worth pursuing.” Odetta doesn’t like you one bit anymore.

“I would compensate you if you did.”

“I have no interest in what you can offer, bartender.” Odetta denies your request.
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>>4546303

“Please.”

“…Later, then.” Odetta yawns. You knew she needed extra rest.

“That reminds me, what happened yesterday? What is the address for?” You pull out your phone.

“Hmm? You curious, country boy?” Odetta giggles. “I went around to visit old clients, debtors if you will, that’s the address of one of those cheeky bastards. That’s all! I’m rebuilding my empire, now that everyone knows I’m back in business, I need to remind some people about what happens when you try to cheat me out of what’s rightfully mine.” Odetta winks.

This sounds like something Odetta would do, but…

What do you do?

>“If you need any help, I’ll be glad to lend a hand.” You’re friends, after all.
>“So this one address, who’s this?” You wanna know more.
>“I don’t believe that’s true.” Doubt.
>Write In.
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>>4546307
>>“So this one address, who’s this?” You wanna know more.
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>>4546307
>“If you need any help, I’ll be glad to lend a hand.” You’re friends, after all.
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>>4546307
>“So this one address, who’s this?” You wanna know more.
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>>4546307
>>“So this one address, who’s this?” You wanna know more.
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>>4546307
>>“If you need any help, I’ll be glad to lend a hand.” You’re friends, after all.
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>>4546307
>“So this one address, who’s this?” You wanna know more.
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“So this one address, who’s this?” You wonder.

“That’s the only naughty one who didn’t want to pay.” Odetta smiles from ear to ear like she always does. “That debtor didn’t even look surprised I was still alive. Now I’m coming up with ways to ensure that person regrets ever crossing paths with me.” Odetta sounds angry here, like actually angry.

“I see. Everyone needs to earn their pay.” You retort.

“That’s exactly it, dear Alfred.” Odetta likes what she’s hearing.

“But what kind of person is this fella?” You noticed she didn’t want to describe that ruffian at all.

“Alfred, this person is not important in the grand scheme of things, some thug you don’t have to care about. Why waste our time on such an insignificant individual?” Odetta makes a good point.

“You’re right, but if this person was merely a random individual, you wouldn’t have made a ruckus to write down his address. In fact, I don’t think it would’ve been an issue for you to track him down again.” You point out.

“That’s true, but Alfred, I’m really really petty.” Odetta is one good liar.
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>>4546375

“I’m not going to push the issue any longer, but if you need any help, I’ll be glad to lend a hand.” You’re friends after all. “I consider myself a member of your group still, and I don’t appreciate people who don’t pay.”

“You’re so kind, but you have better things to do than indulging me. Isn’t your own revenge the most important thing you care about?” Odetta tries to dodge the issue.

“Yes, the only thing I want to do with my life is to have my revenge.” You look up. “But it’s not like I value my own life all that much.”

“W-What do you mean…?” Odetta is concerned.

“Nothing.” You walk away. “I’ll let you be.”

“Take care, country boy.” Odetta didn’t know what to say.

You’re back at the living room. Ascended Maggie is cleaning up the place...

What do you do now?

>Leave for the meeting with Ichie. This is going to suck.
>Turn back, you forgot to give Odetta the address!
>Write In.
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>>4546377
>>Leave for the meeting with Ichie. This is going to suck.
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>>4546377
>>Leave for the meeting with Ichie. This is going to suck.
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>>4546375
>Leave for the meeting with Ichie. This is going to suck.
Deep breaths.
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>>4546377
>Leave for the meeting with Ichie. This is going to suck.
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Next on the list is to have a counseling session with Ichie, a decision you’re already regretting, but there is no turning back. You text her that you’re available now, she immediately responds that she's happy you’re about to do this and that it will be an honor to receive you inside one humble little restaurant she’s fond of. You have the address now.

You announce your parting to go to said meeting to the team, they looked concerned to say the least, they didn’t even know you were planning to do this – and now they start to panic properly once they realize how wrong this could go. You give them a little more context to appease their worries and it works. Bruce still offers to be around in the rental car in case you need a quick escape, you decline since you don’t want to put anyone in danger. Catastrovania says she’ll be on the lookout for any distress calls, so you’ll need to call her in case of danger or something.

Before leaving, Ascended Maggie hands you a lunch box with homemade food in it and kisses you on the cheek for good luck. Both Bruce and Catastrovania feared the worst for a second, but you decided that it’s not the time to talk about this so you thanked her and left. You took the rental car towards your destination, and left it in a parking lot nearby…
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>>4546527

The Red Pearl is in no way considered small or humble for a restaurant in any fashion or form. It’s the biggest and fanciest place to eat you’ve ever seen and you’re just outside of it, you can’t imagine how it is inside. Without knowing the etiquette of this kind of place you decide to go inside without any second thoughts.

At the reception, one of the waiters asks you for your name, once you tell them, they guide you to the 3rd floor where Ichie should be in a VIP table. Props to them for not looking down on you for the way you’re dressed or anything of the like.

The place is as fancy as you imagine it to be, almost like a movie set, there are few people here – it’s too early for lunch still. But what really caught your eyes is the few number of tables, they are so far apart from each other, you don’t think people from one table to another can hear each other all that much. You imagine that this is the type of place where those annoying bells to call the waiters are useful.

And there she is, by the table next to the window, Ichie waves at you to come over. Without knowing the etiquette again, you just walk at the same speed that the waiter that has been guiding you uses to get there. Ichie finds that funny. There are a couple of guys acting like bodyguards next to her, one older guy who seems familiar…

“Alfred Brown, welcome! I’m glad you have decided to participate in this counseling session! It’s more of an honor for me than it is to you to be here!” Ichie is beyond overjoyed.

“Mhm.” You don’t know how to respond to that.

“Before we begin, I know you aren’t accustomed to splendid cuisine like this restaurant prepares, a life without knowing such gifts is so inspiring, but unfair! So I have these treats prepared for you!” Ichie announces as her pair of butlers take off the mantle of the table to reveal some fancy food. “Feel free to eat as much as you want! It’s all on me!”

How generous…

How do you respond?

>“I brought my own lunchbox.” Show the lunchbox.
>“Don’t mind if I do.” Take a bite.
>“I have eaten food from many great chefs before, much better than this.” Berenice, Jasper, Haytham, Gunnar and whoever works at Ishikawa’s are better than this fancy crap.
>“I don’t have appetite.” Refuse politely.
>Write In.
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>>4546530
>>“I brought my own lunchbox.” Show the lunchbox.
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>>4546530
>“I have eaten food from many great chefs before, much better than this.” Berenice, Jasper, Haytham, Gunnar and whoever works at Ishikawa’s are better than this fancy crap.
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>>4546530
>“I brought my own lunchbox.” Show the lunchbox.
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>>4546530
>>“I brought my own lunchbox.” Show the lunchbox.
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“I brought my own lunchbox.” You show it to her from your backpack.

“A lunchbox? At a restaurant…?” Ichie looks confused. “Oh! I understand! Your situation is more dire than I anticipated, how cruel of me for putting you through this! You knew you couldn’t afford to pay for your own meal, so instead of borrowing money from me, hurting your pride in the process, you decided to bring your own food! I’ve so much to learn, but your actions have taught me so much today.”

“Huh, okay…?” You will let Ichie revel in her fantasy.

“I should’ve notified you about my intentions, I merely wanted to witness your expression of joy when I revealed the food you never imagined you could taste. I apologize for my lack of empathy!” Ichie nods to herself.

“No offense taken...” You lie.

“Well then, put that lunchbox aside and keep it safe for later, I know you will need it knowing how society mistreats people like you! Now enjoy this feast!” Ichie tries to grab your lunchbox away, but you hold it tight.

“It’s fine. I prefer it if I keep it.” You don’t want her hands on it.

“You don’t need to struggle anymore, you deserve this!” Ichie doesn’t want to let go either.

“I said I’m fine, I’m not hungry anyway…” You won’t let go.

“Rejecting this once in a lifetime opportunity because you feel like you don’t deserve it? I’m in awe, Alfred, I don’t have the adjectives to describe such nobility! I wish we met sooner!” Ichie is touched by your lack of interest, and then finally releases her claws from your stuff.

You put the lunchbox back into your backpack just in case she tries to steal from the poor again. Now Ichie asks his butlers to take the food and pack it for you, so you can take it later. You didn’t ask for this, but if this gets things going – you won’t complain.

“Feel free to take these with you!” Ichie shows the packets with the best of intentions.

“No.” You believe you should be more direct with her.

“You shouldn’t turn down a present, you are in dire need of help, there is nothing to be ashamed of.” Ichie reprimands you because she knows better.

“I don’t care.”

“Perhaps it embarrasses you if I witness it! Oh! What’s this? One of my butlers has something to tell me and I need to turn around to hear it?” Ichie acts so terribly to turn around while one of the butlers gets closer to indulge her. “Mhm, I think whatever you’re telling me will last 5 more seconds!”

“…” You do nothing.

“1… 2… A-ha!” Ichie turns around before the 5 second limit to witness the scene as she left it before. “You didn’t take them...” She seems disappointed.

“It’s because I don’t want them.”

“What an admirable man…” Ichie is on the verge of tears.

How do you respond?

>“Ichie… the counseling…”
>“Can we move on?”
>“You know, forget it, I’m leaving. You’re too annoying.”
>Write In.
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>>4546604
>>“Ichie… the counseling…”
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>>4546604
>“Ichie… the counseling…”
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>>4546604
>“Ichie… the counseling…”
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>>4546604
>>“Ichie… the counseling…”
Oh hey...
Butler with the 'stahe is Min-Hu Thug A from the flowershop tape.
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“Ichie… the counseling…” You remind her what you’re here for.

“Yes, my apologies! I’m nervous myself, this is the first time I have done this, but I’m sure it won’t be the last thanks to the events that transpired yesterday!” Ichie is talking in riddles.

“What happened?” You aren’t that curious, but this is where she’s leading the conversation towards.

“Aren’t you aware that the despicable Cult of Chernobog is no more? It’s all over the news today! As the heir of the Saionji Family I’m always up to date with the latest bits of news that affect our beautiful country! It was dismantled thanks to the admirable efforts of our own police and the N.U. forces, their leader was captured and there are talks about making his case public through national television!” Ichie explains all excitedly. A lot has happened while you were busy doing all of this, huh? You should read a newspaper one of these times…

“I see.” You nod. “What happened to their base here then?”

“I believe the recruits here weren’t aware of what was happening in their main base, so the Hamje police made quick work on them.” Ichie explains. So in the end, Bruce and Lorena would've been in trouble if they didn’t leave the cult in time. “That rotten cult, they took advantage of vulnerable men who society abandoned, who lost all hope in life, who didn’t have anywhere to go… they fed them lies, they strip them of all sense of self, then leave them as husks who are fed false hope, so they can manipulate them to their bidding. There is real hope out there, we can change society, we can make it better, we can make it fair… That’s why I’ll never forgive them! I’m glad they are gone! Justice will prevail.”

“Okay.” You didn’t ask for a speech, but here you are.

“And that’s why this counseling is so important, Alfred. If I succeed with you, it means I can help all of these men reach their true potential! I can give them their pride back! Vender’s methods are efficient to men and women alike, but when I see those men he worked on, I know they lost their spark. I know they aren’t their true self…” Ichie turns to the butlers. You don’t like what this means. “But if this works on you, a man Vender says it is impossible to help, it means I can save you all…!” Ichie’s eyes are sparkling.

“Uhm…” You have identified where the exit is.

“That fiery glare, that unbreakable pride and the honesty you have… I swear I’ll keep them! Now let’s begin with the first lesson of the day!” Ichie asks for one of the butlers to bring her stuff…

You don’t like where this is going at all.

What do you do?

>“It appears I have to go to the bathroom.” Then escape from there.
>“You were supposed to teach me how to deal with Aleister, not brainwash me.” Be honest.
>“Let’s go then…” There is no such thing as brainwashing. You’ll stay and withstand this lame lesson.
>Write In.
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>>4546673
>>“You were supposed to teach me how to deal with Aleister, not brainwash me.” Be honest.
>Tell Ichie that we'll leave if she doesn't stop acting stupid.
Try to get to the point
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>>4546673

Forgot to say it was the last reply of the day, we continue tomorrow!
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>>4546673
>>“You were supposed to teach me how to deal with Aleister, not brainwash me.” Be honest.
>Tell Ichie that we'll leave if she doesn't stop acting stupid.
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>>4546673
>“You were supposed to teach me how to deal with Aleister, not brainwash me.” Be honest.
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>>4546673
>“Let’s go then…” There is no such thing as brainwashing. You’ll stay and withstand this lame lesson.
>Don’t listen her and just stealthy sit in your phone, idly looking for signs of dangerously delusional psychosis, to see if Ichie matches them.
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>>4546673
>>“You were supposed to teach me how to deal with Aleister, not brainwash me.” Be honest.
>Tell Ichie that we'll leave if she doesn't stop acting stupid.
Ichie is cute!
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>>4546673
>>“It appears I have to go to the bathroom.” Then escape from there.
>Write In.
>Take a closer look at the the familiar looking man.
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“You were supposed to teach me how to deal with Aleister, not brainwash me.” You’re concerned and bothered by her attitude.

“Brainwashing? What a gross term! I said I’m not interested in Vender’s methods. I’m here to educate you, it’s conceptually different! I’m not remotely interested in turning your manly rebellious essence into an empty innocuous husk that can be slaved.” Ichie goes on. “I believe this is one of society’s biggest mistakes, they reform men ignoring all their wonderful qualities because they don’t understand them. But I’m here to help you! Thank you for giving me this opportunity to learn.”

“…Ichie, I’m going to leave if you don’t stop acting this stupid.” You are tired of her drivel.

“Please forgive me, I didn’t mean to take advantage of your short patience! It’s my inexperience showing! I can feel your kindness through your harsh honesty, I know some people confuse your directness with hostility! But not me!” Ichie can’t keep herself from yapping. “I know how important this is for you and—”

“Ichie…” You scold her…

“I understand!” Ichie tries to keep control of the situation. One of her butlers starts building a compacted whiteboard next to the rich girl; while the other hands her a bag, she takes a multi-colored marker and some papers from it. “Before we begin our lesson properly, I want to let you know that I reserved this whole floor just for us, the clientele should be leaving once they are finished with their food since they were already here before I alerted the staff. So, feel free to say whatever comes to your mind, I’m prepared for anything and we’re in privacy!”

“…” You look at the two butlers… “Understood.”

“Great! You’re doing so great right now! I’m proud of you.” Ichie nods to herself. “We’re here to learn how to talk to my good friend Aleister, and the first lesson of the day is Understanding!” Ichie writes it on the whiteboard. “Aleister is sympathetically aware of other people’s feelings; which means he can sense the emotions coming from those around him, he’s so sensitive that these emotions greatly affect him. So if you’re angry, he’s angry; if you’re happy, he’s happy! Hooray! And so on. Now, I imagine your encounters with him were heavily emotionally charged on your part, so we need to learn how to suppress those feelings.”

“I see.” So Aleister is like a wild animal…

“Now, I’ll show you how! So as an example, feel free to insult me in any way you see fit.” Ichie is ready.
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>>4547711

How do you respond?

>“I can’t do that, Ichie. I don’t want to hurt you.” Pretend to be nice.
>“Your haircut is terrible.” Deadpan.
>“Your speeches are annoying.” Deadpan.
>“You’re unlikeable and I know you don’t have any friends.” Deadpan.
>“I think you gained weight since the last time we met.” Deadpan.
>“I wanna grab those knockers you have.” Deadpan and wiggle those fingers.
>Write In.
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>>4547713
>>“You’re unlikeable and I know you don’t have any friends.” Deadpan.
I think she is in plain denial.
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>>4547713
>>“You’re unlikeable and I know you don’t have any friends.” Deadpan.
Wanna see how she reacts
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>>4547711
>“I think you gained weight since the last time we met.” Deadpan.
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>>4547711
>“You’re unlikeable and I know you don’t have any friends.” Deadpan.
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>>4547713
>“I think you gained weight since the last time we met.” Deadpan.
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“You’re unlikeable and I know you don’t have any friends.” You deadpan.

“Such raw honesty…” Ichie covers her face with one hand. “…Is delightful! Thank you for you’re cooperation in this exercise, as you can see your words did not have an effect on me.” Ichie shows herself with the same smile as before.

“But—”

“To keep your composure, you need to deconstruct the insults you receive and rationalize their meaning and purpose. In this example, the action of insulting is to provoke a negative reaction from me, understanding that makes you realize these words don’t hold any merit, therefore it’s only up to me to if I gave these words gravitas. In this deconstruction, you said that I’m unlikeable, something I know is not true as I am told by many of my peers that I’m empathetic. Your other statement, that I don’t have any friends, is untrue as well as you know very well Aleister is a good friend of mine!” Ichie interrupts to continue her lesson.

“Ichie, I saw you cover your own face just to not show that you were afflicted.” You assume so, anyway.

“Alfred, don’t be silly! I just did it to create tension to make my reveal more impactful.” Ichie denies your accusation. “Now to proceed, I would like to ask you a couple of questions so I know how to provoke you! Are you ready?”

Ichie grabs one of her papers…

How do you respond?

>“Go ahead.” You’ll continue this torture…
>“Ichie, I’ve never seen Aleister around you and I bet you can’t name another friend you have. The truth is, you’re just unlikeable.” Go deeper with your insult.
>“Your haircut is terrible.” Insult her again to catch her off guard to prove your point.
>“Your speeches are annoying.” Insult her again to catch her off guard to prove your point.
>“I think you gained weight since the last time we met.” Insult her again to catch her off guard to prove your point.
>Write In.
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>>4547794
>>“Ichie, I’ve never seen Aleister around you and I bet you can’t name another friend you have. The truth is, you’re just unlikeable.” Go deeper with your insult.
Let's see if we can deprogram her from her own brainwashing. Might be bad idea, who knows.
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>>4547794
>>“Ichie, I’ve never seen Aleister around you and I bet you can’t name another friend you have. The truth is, you’re just unlikeable.” Go deeper with your insult.
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>>4547794
>“Go ahead.” You’ll continue this torture…
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>>4547794
>“Ichie, I’ve never seen Aleister around you and I bet you can’t name another friend you have. The truth is, you’re just unlikeable.” Go deeper with your insult.
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>>4547794
>“Ichie, I’ve never seen Aleister around you and I bet you can’t name another friend you have. The truth is, you’re just unlikeable.” Go deeper with your insult.
>"Don't tell me you think vender is your friend."
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>>4547818
Support make her question her choices.
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“Ichie, I’ve never seen Aleister around and I bet you can’t name another friend you have. The truth is, you’re just unlikeable.” You go deeper with your insult to catch her off guard.

“S-Such uncouth straightforwardness, Alfred…!” Ichie does the same thing as last time, but since she wasn’t expecting to be insulted, you could see it on her face – you could see her unapologetic excitement… She’s still hiding her face.

“Am I wrong, Ichie?” You retort.

“Of course, you are in this instance! But it’s not your fault that you place doubts in me, you were raised this way! Aleister and I are good friends, the fact we can remain apart for so long and our bond stays unwavering shows it!” Ichie responds with a quivering voice. “It’s my own shortcomings that don’t allow me to be by his side, I’m not worthy of the title of the heir of the Saionji family yet, I have so much to learn! I just can’t withstand his greatness for too long! His impatience for unfaltering pursuit of justice! His immovable and senseless code of pride! His heroic uncalled ruthlessness towards those who break the law! His manly and tasteless sense of fashion! His headstrong decision making! His crassness makes him the perfect man, beyond anyone’s comprehension!”

“So you’re just acquaintances…” You think Ichie spent more time insulting Aleister than anything… It made this speech far more tolerable in hindsight.

“I feel pity for you, Alfred! You have never experienced what true friendship is like. After being manipulated by Duchemin and Catastro-something for so long… But it’s not too late! I’ll show you what true happiness is like.” Ichie smiles normally after being hidden for so long.

“So what other friends do you have? Don’t tell me you think Vender is your friend.”

“We have a fairly amicable but professional relationship with that man. Vender is far too immature and ignorant for my liking.” Ichie is kind of cruel towards Vender. That’s a surprise.

“No other friends then.”

“Would you like to officially be my friend, Alfred?” Ichie offers with a wonderful smile.

How do you respond?

>“No, I just told you, you’re just way too unlikeable. We’re just acquaintances.” Turn her down.
>“Sure. But you need to start working on that terrible personality you have.” You can stand a lot of unlikeable people, but she takes the cake.
>“So I’m right, you don’t have any friends.” You just proved your point.
>Write In.
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>>4547924
>"Only if you can trust me enough to tell me where Aleister lives."
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>>4547924
Is this girl a masochist?
>“Sure. But you need to start working on that terrible personality you have.” You can stand a lot of unlikeable people, but she takes the cake.
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>>4547924
>“Sure. But you need to start working on that terrible personality you have.” You can stand a lot of unlikeable people, but she takes the cake.
Let's cuck Aleister of his social circle.
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>>4547924
I feel really tired, this will be the last reply of the day, we'll continue tomorrow.
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>>4547924
>“So I’m right, you don’t have any friends.” You just proved your point.
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>>4547924
>“Sure. But you need to start working on that terrible personality you have.” You can stand a lot of unlikeable people, but she takes the cake
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>>4547924
>>“So I’m right, you don’t have any friends.” You just proved your point.
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“Sure. But you need to start working on that terrible personality you have.” You can endure Maggie and Catastrovania together for long periods of time, but Ichie is on another level.

“To accept with such ease despite all the resentment you have accumulated towards people of my status after being ostracized by society for so long… Alfred, I’m so glad I can call you my friend. Now to make it official, I’ll add you to my favorite contacts.” Ichie pulls her phone out and starts messing with it. “My dear friend Alfred, can I call you Al? Aleister doesn’t like being called Al, in his opinion it sounds too close to the word Pal and he severely dislikes the letter P, that was going to be lesson 3; so you’ll be the only one in my promising life with such a homely nickname.”

“Ichie, did you even hear what I said…?” You question. You do find this little trivia about your nemesis valuable, you’ll use it in your favor.

“I did, my friend Al. I’m very well aware that men of your social status insult each other as a bonding method! Sharing a sense of humor builds comradery.” Your friend didn’t take you seriously. “Obviously, if you really find my personality detestable, you wouldn’t have agreed on becoming mutuals! Hee-hee! The more I think about it, the funnier it gets!”

“I’m serious.” You retort.

“Hysterical, indeed! You have a knack for comedy, my friend Al!” Ichie lives in denial. “Oh, before we continue with the questions, should we commemorate this moment with a picture? Let’s cherish this moment forever!” Ichie takes her phone out again.

How do you respond?

>“Sure…” Do it reluctantly.
>“Ichie, I only decided to become your friend out of pity.” You’re barely into it.
>“If you don’t seriously address your shortcomings, I’m going to leave.” You won’t waste your time anymore.
>Write In.

(Only reply of the day, we continue tomorrow, hopefully early!)
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>>4549027
>>“Sure…” Do it reluctantly.
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>>4549027
>Write In.
"Can we move on with the lesson already?"
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>>4549027
>>Write In.
Let's take it with our phone, that way any proof dies with us.
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>>4549055
Supporting.
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>>4549032
+1

Dont even risk it
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>>4549027
I thought about it, but ultimately I'm backing >>4549032 instead. As much as I want
>“Sure…” Do it reluctantly.
but also +1 to this >>4549055, I think its a mistake. Ichie already added us to her "favorite contacts" (where every single person she has added is there and her regular "contacts" list is utterly empty, because "Everybody's my favorite, and leaving anybody out would be unfair and denigrating to those poor individuals!", and EVEN TYPING THAT OUT MAKES ME FEEL SICK HOLY SHIT FUCK THIS BITCH CHARACTER). The proof should die with us, but she's made that difficult. When (not if) we murder her via some good old fashioned ultraviolence, we should take her phone and delete ourselves from her contacts first thing. We are NEVER going to be this cunt's "friend" no matter what
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>>4549032
+1
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“Can we move on with the lesson already?” You have indulged her for far too long.

“I’m overjoyed by your interest in learning, but I must insist! This is a fantastic method to treasure the memories we’re creating together!” Ichie starts fiddling with her phone again.

“Then let me do it.” You pull your phone and take a pic of Ichie in quick fashion. Her phone hides her face in it.

“Al! Do not take unsolicited pictures of people! You always need to make your intentions clear first.” Ichie reprimands you. “Besides, I want a picture together, not on my own!” Ichie runs at lighting speed to stand next to you.

“I’ll take it.” You stand up and take it in a millisecond. “There.”

“Thank you, Al, for going along with my request.” Ichie smiles. “Could please send me the picture? I wish to frame it!”

“No.” You put your phone away despite Ichie’s bewilderment. “Perhaps at the end of the session I will.”

“Ooh! How interesting! It’s like a reward!” Ichie loves the idea. “This reminds me of lesson 4: never take pictures of Aleister, less so with a flashlight! Individuals who often do this tamper with these pictures to get back at him. He only accepts being photographed by professionals with high quality equipment, and you don’t possess the skills or the income for either! Also, strong lights irritate him. But I shouldn’t skip the lesson we are at since it’s the most important one!”

“He’s a sensitive guy…” You were right, Aleister is like a wild animal, one you need to put down.

“Isn’t he wonderful?” Ichie nods to herself. Then goes back to her chair. “Shall we continue?”

“Please.”

“Like I said before, I would like to ask you a couple of questions so I know how to provoke you.” Ichie clears her throat as she grabs the paper she left on the table. “Question number one! Why did your insensitive mother abandon such a wonderful son like you by taking her own life?”



How do you respond?

>“This is the most insensitive question I’ve ever received in my entire life.” And you know Maggie.
>Tell her the reason you think why.
>“I don’t know; why did the Saionji family decide you were the best excuse for a human being to be their heir? Were you their only option?”
>Write In.
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>>4549795
>>Tell her the reason you think why.
If we show her that we're easily provoked she won't tell us where Aleister lives
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>>4549795
>Tell her the reason you think why.
Its plain and simple. Why would that offend us?
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>>4549795
>Be silent
>Throw a table at her
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>>4549795
>Tell her the reason you think why.
Don't take the b8, m8
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>>4549795
>Tell her the reason you think why.
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>>4549795
>Tell her the reason you think why.
>Calling her insensitive is a bit of a stretch BUT she did do it in our family home
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“She lost her will to live after an incident while she was working at the police before I was even born. She was haunted by it every single day of her life after. She couldn’t move past it and took her own life. She lasted as long as she did because she loved my father and I, she always said as much. That’s why.” You’re honest with her.

“I feel so sorry for you, my friend Al. She put you through an undeserved emotional burden that still affects you till this day, emotionally stunted you for years. She never gave you the true love of a mother, you truly deserved better.” Ichie looks sad for you. “I believe as the years go by, the love I can give you as a friend can somehow heal those wounds you have. I believe in you.”

“Right.” You won’t fall for her provocations.

“This is the day your life turns around, my friend Al!” Ichie wants to give you hope in the worst way imaginable.

“Yeah, yeah… Next question.” You want to move on.

“Why do you think you had this massive inferiority complex towards Aleister before you decided to admirably turn the page?” Ichie asks the next question. “I’m glad you are not envious of him anymore.”

How do you respond?

>“Ichie, what are you talking about? He destroyed my store…”
>Tell her the reason why you think you hate Aleister.
>“Why would I be envious of him…?”
>Write In.
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>>4549839
>>“Ichie, what are you talking about? He destroyed my store…”
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>>4549839
>>“Ichie, what are you talking about? He destroyed my store…”
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>>4549839
>“Ichie, what are you talking about? He destroyed my store…”
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>>4549839
>“Ichie, what are you talking about? He destroyed my store…”
THEN
>"Why would I be envious of him"
Like theres dumb then theres this.
What??
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“Ichie, what are you talking about? He destroyed my store…” You remind her of what actually happened.

“Yes, that’s true. But there are plenty of reasons to believe that it was more than a payback for the store you lost, like you starting your quest for pointless revenge after the 4th accident and you not accepting my business proposal to rebuild it for example, so it’s something deeper.” Ichie describes her reasoning. “I believe your envy is the source of your anger. It’s only natural for someone in your position to feel this way towards a man like Aleister. He’s stronger, more physically imposing, more handsome and likable than you. He has a higher social status, more wealth, and he will be far more successful in life than anyone in your position can aspire to. That breeds resentment, but that’s not the answer, my friend Al! And you know it deep down in your heart that’s the reason why you are here. Society has damned you to be in this position so you don’t have to be angry anymore. The store was a mere excuse anyway; and if it wasn’t, you still have more reasons to be envious.”

“Oh, do I?” You’ll keep humoring her without being affected.

“From my understanding, your store was barely successful enough to stay afloat, losing an uphill battle to the ones in Price Family’s possession! Yours can’t even compare.” Ichie sentences.

“Explain.”

“I’ve made a mistake; you don’t appear to know! My apologies!” Ichie sincerely apologizes, as sincerely as she can anyway. “I thought you already knew that the Price family are the owners of the Super Foods Franchise!

…?

>“THEY ARE WHAT?!”
>“No, I had no idea. How hilarious. Ha. Ha. Ha.” Add this to the list of reasons why Aleister must be deleted.
>“Are you comparing MY store to that piece of shit pigsty?!”
>“Where is he?”
>Write In.
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>>4549891
>Be silent.
>Throw a table at her lackeys.
>Slap that bitch. HARD.
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>>4549891
>>“No, I had no idea. How hilarious. Ha. Ha. Ha.” Add this to the list of reasons why Aleister must be deleted.
We must contain our bloodlust so that we can destroy this fucker
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>>4549891
>Be silent.
>Take deep breaths.
>Internalize your RAGE. SHARPEN your hatred into a TOOL OF VENGEANCE. Metaphorically speaking.
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>>4549891
>“THEY ARE WHAT?!”
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>>4549891
>“No, I had no idea. How hilarious. Ha. Ha. Ha.” Add this to the list of reasons why Aleister must be deleted.
We owned a convenience store, we should be used to hiding our resentment
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>>4549891
>“No, I had no idea. How hilarious. Ha. Ha. Ha.” Add this to the list of reasons why Aleister must be deleted.
Throw Ichie onto the KILL KILL KILL list too, please. Also I love the red dot murder eyes Alfred has in the character portrait head.
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No. I had no idea. How hilarious. Ha. Ha. Ha.” You pretend that this is fine with the best of your abilities.

“M-My friend Al, are you feeling well? You have tensed up, your voice sounds stiff and I can feel your aggravation. Was my explanation the source of your discomfort?” Ichie is concerned.

“I choked on my own spit.” You lie.

“I know you’ve been taught from childhood to hide all your weaknesses, but there is no need anymore! We’re friends, Al!” Ichie wants to help you, like it or not. “Remember, we’re still working on this lesson! If you don’t tell me what’s wrong, this whole exercise is futile. I want two of my friends to make up!”

“Let’s move on.”

“My friend Al, we were doing so well…” Ichie refuses to continue.

One thing you’re going to admit, she’s taking this seriously in her own twisted way.

How do you respond?

>“It’s not going to happen again, don’t worry. It took me by surprise.” Be honest.
>“Ichie, I thought this was a lesson in understanding, why are you forcing me to answer immediately?”
>“Ichie, as your friend, I ask you to please believe in me.”
>Write In.
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>>4549930
>“It’s not going to happen again, don’t worry. It took me by surprise.” Be honest.
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>>4549930
>“It’s not going to happen again, don’t worry. It took me by surprise.” Be honest.
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>>4549930
>“Ichie, I thought this was a lesson in understanding, why are you forcing me to answer immediately?”
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>>4549930
>“Ichie, I thought this was a lesson in understanding, why are you forcing me to answer immediately?”
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>>4549930
>“It’s not going to happen again, don’t worry. It took me by surprise.” Be honest.
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>>4549951
>>4549930
Switching to
>“It’s not going to happen again, don’t worry. It took me by surprise.” Be honest.
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“It’s not going to happen again, don’t worry. It took me by surprise.” You’re not going to falter next time.

“Do you regret it?” Ichie asks once again. She wants to make sure that you’re remorseful.

“Yes, I’m sorry.”

“Your commitment to improvement is so inspiring! My dear friend Al, your humbleness is one on a level that I aspire to be on, you fight against your very nature and multiple shortcomings to stand by your principles. You’re simply amazing.” Ichie has a smile from ear to ear.

“Thanks, I suppose.” You just want to continue.

“This little exchange brings to mind Lesson 5: Don’t ever apologize to Aleister! Aleister hates apologies from men, he expects people like you to receive a physical punishment for every transgression you do in his presence. He usually punches you in the face.” Ichie really makes him sound like a monster.

“Is he different to girls?”

“Yes, he expects them to grovel and beg for forgiveness. If you don’t, he grabs your hair and makes you do it. I’ve never experienced it if you’re worried about me like a good friend would.” Ichie pretends this is normal. So Maggie’s experience lines up with this.

“Does he have any level of restraint?”

“Like a true man, he doesn’t! When passion runs through your body, you just can’t stop it. Isn’t it incredible?” Ichie is quite the mental gymnast when it comes to Aleister. “Oh, how foolish of me! We were still doing the questions…”

“Yeah, let’s move on.” You’re just happy if you don’t have to hear any more ‘compliments’ towards that imbecile.

“The final question, my dear friend Al: Why did you let human scum like Margaret Duchemin manipulate you to do her bidding? And when are you planning to remove her from your life?” Ichie couldn’t hide her anger with that question…

What a bad teacher.

How do you respond?

>“You got it wrong. Maggie is my bitch.” Deadpan.
>“She never manipulated me, she doesn’t have the brains for it. We’re just friends and I’m not planning to remove her from my life.” You won’t betray a friend no matter what.
>“She allured me with her body. And soon.” Lie.
>Write In.
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>>4549994
>>“She never manipulated me, she doesn’t have the brains for it. We’re just friends and I’m not planning to remove her from my life.” You won’t betray a friend no matter what.
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>>4549994
>“She never manipulated me, she doesn’t have the brains for it. We’re just friends and I’m not planning to remove her from my life.” You won’t betray a friend no matter what.
If anything we just asked if she wanted to help but I don't think it was manipulation from either party. Just interests that met.
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>>4549994
>“She never manipulated me, she doesn’t have the brains for it. We’re just friends and I’m not planning to remove her from my life.” You won’t betray a friend no matter what.
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>>4549994
>>“She never manipulated me, she doesn’t have the brains for it. We’re just friends and I’m not planning to remove her from my life.” You won’t betray a friend no matter what.
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“She never manipulated me, she doesn’t have the brains for it. We’re just friends and I’m not planning to remove her from my life.” You won’t betray a friend no matter what. Yes, even if it’s Maggie, or Cat… or Odetta… or anyone you have met these last few weeks. Huh, you have terrible friends.

“I double checked on her, and you were wrong, she was the one who spread rumors about Aleister! I knew even back then you wouldn’t lie to me, the only explanation is that she dastardly tricked you to believe her lies. Can’t you see that she’s manipulating you?” Ichie brings what she thinks is a fair point.

“Did Vender convince you again that Maggie is an evil, dirty girl?” You retort.

“N-No, I did another investigation on my own and found out Duchemin is not the type of woman you think she is! She’s conniving and vindictive, all hidden under a layer of obliviousness and laziness to catch people off guard. I wouldn’t lie to you, you’re my dear friend! I want the best for you!” Ichie is desperate.

“No, what Maggie has are moments of brilliance, and I’m being really generous with my wording. I’m not lying to you either, Ichie.” You say back.

“Oh no, Alfred… Don’t tell me you fell in love with Duchemin?! You’re so precious! But you need to snap out of it!” Ichie looks horrified!

How do you respond?

>“I’ll dial her number. Talk to her, then tell me if you think she’s evil or not.” You hope Ascended Maggie can do the trick.
>“Don’t tell me that you’re jealous…” Throw the ball to her.
>“That’s not the point, Ichie. Besides, what does this have to do with understanding?” Question her methods.
>Write In.
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>>4550036
>>“I’ll dial her number. Talk to her, then tell me if you think she’s evil or not.” You hope Ascended Maggie can do the trick.
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>>4550036
>“I’ll dial her number. Talk to her, then tell me if you think she’s evil or not.” You hope Ascended Maggie can do the trick.
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>>4550036
>“That’s not the point, Ichie. Besides, what does this have to do with understanding?” Question her methods.
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>>4550036

>>“I’ll dial her number. Talk to her, then tell me if you think she’s evil or not.” You hope Ascended Maggie can do the trick.
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>>4550036
>>“I’ll dial her number. Talk to her, then tell me if you think she’s evil or not.” You hope Ascended Maggie can do the trick.
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>>4550036
>Don’t tell me that you’re jealous…” Throw the ball to her.
I mean it checks out. Aleister abuses Maggie in front of the school where as Ichie gets nothing from him. To masochist mind of hers Maggie is an evil seductress.
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“I’ll dial her number. Talk to her, then tell me if you think she’s evil or not.” You propose as you bring your phone out. “How does that sound?”

“I’ll reveal to you what kind of person Margaret Duchemin really is!” Ichie accepts the challenge. She’s quite prideful.

And so, you call Ascended Maggie and let her know what’s about to happen. Still in her angelic state, Maggie accepts without a hitch, she’s going to demonstrate that she is as stupid as you think she is. Before you handed over the phone, you told her that you’re letting her use your phone because you trust her and hope she doesn’t do anything weird. Ichie promises she’s only going to use it to talk.

After several minutes of talking, the call is done and Ichie hands you back the little machine…

“I humbly apologize, it appears Margaret Duchemin is an okay individual… I guess.” Ichie looks mad that she couldn’t prove that Maggie is anything more than a bumbling dummy.

“You don’t need to apologize to me, do it to Maggie.” You retort. You’re going to compensate Maggie somehow when you return home.

“Your word was the one I doubted, not hers.” Ichie won’t just do it.

“You smeared her name though.” You object.

“E-Enough! Let’s continue with our lesson!” Ichie escapes like a coward from the topic. “After all the questions are done, it’s time for you to practice how to control your emotions. Let’s begin…”

“All right.” You’re ready.

“Ehem…” Ichie clears her throat. “……………………………………….”

“You there?”

“Y-Yes…” Ichie looks conflicted.

“What’s wrong?” You tilt your head.

“I apologize yet again, but my dear friend Al, the truth is... I cannot insult you.” Ichie confesses.

“Why? There is plenty of material.” You deadpan.

“I know! But it doesn’t sit well with me knowing how many hardships you’ve suffered through your life! Yet that’s not everything, I believe you’re wonderful as it is! You have been so patient! So thoughtful! So understanding! So humble with a person you should resent! You don’t deserve to be abused in any way or fashion. All I can think are nice things about you, I can’t badmouth my dear friend, Al!” Ichie hides her face in shame. “Pardon me… I’m far too inexperienced… Too incompetent… Too unprepared. I can’t go on with this lesson! I can’t help you!”
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“But Ichie, we’re doing this so I can apologize to Aleister…” You remind her.

Here…” Ichie with one hand remaining on her face, hands you the other a piece of paper. It has Aleister’s address in Laoling. “I believe your kindness can get through to Aleister…”

How do you respond?

>“Thanks, I guess…” This was a huge waste of time, but at least you got what you wanted.
>“Take care, Ichie.” It feels so wrong to think of her as a friend… But at least you can keep up the illusion for now.
>Write In.

What do you do now?

>Go back to your apartment, you need to send Odetta on a new mission! She needs to explore Aleister’s home.
>Ask Ichie if she wants to eat lunch with you now.
>Go back to your apartment, your chat with Bruce was left unfinished, you should resume it.
>Go back to your apartment, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right?
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the day, we continue Saturday or Sunday.)
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>>4550088
>“Thanks, I guess…” This was a huge waste of time, but at least you got what you wanted.

>Go back to your apartment, your chat with Bruce was left unfinished, you should resume it.
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>>4550088
>Write In.
Take close look at the old guy to confirm if hes was on the tape?
>Thanks, I guess…” This was a huge waste of time, but at least you got what you wanted.

>Go back to your apartment, your chat with Bruce was left unfinished, you should resume it.
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>>4550088
>“Thanks, I guess…” This was a huge waste of time, but at least you got what you wanted.
>Go back to your apartment, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right?

>>4550094
>Take close look at the old guy to confirm if hes was on the tape?
He could be Min-Hu, spying on Ichie. He knows our face now and could complicate things on Reid rescue if we happen to run in to him during it.
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>>4550088
>>“Take care, Ichie.” It feels so wrong to think of her as a friend… But at least you can keep up the illusion for now.
Say goodbye, but don't do anything anything else

>Go back to your apartment, you need to send Odetta on a new mission! She needs to explore Aleister’s home.
This is important
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>>4550088
>“Take care, Ichie.” It feels so wrong to think of her as a friend… But at least you can keep up the illusion for now.
>Ask Ichie if she wants to eat lunch with you now.

Further fracture apart his support.
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>>4550088
>“Thanks, I guess…” This was a huge waste of time, but at least you got what you wanted.
>Go back to your apartment, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right
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>>4550088
>“Thanks, I guess…” This was a huge waste of time, but at least you got what you wanted.
>Go back to your apartment, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right?
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>>4550088
>“Take care, Ichie.” It feels so wrong to think of her as a friend… But at least you can keep up the illusion for now.
Say goodbye, but don't do anything anything else
>Go back to your apartment, you need to send Odetta on a new mission! She needs to explore Aleister’s home.
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>>4550088
>“Take care, Ichie.” It feels so wrong to think of her as a friend… But at least you can keep up the illusion for now.
>Go back to your apartment, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right?
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>>4550088
Changing to
>“Take care, Ichie.” It feels so wrong to think of her as a friend… But at least you can keep up the illusion for now.
>Go back to your apartment, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right?
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>>4550088
>“Thanks, I guess…” This was a huge waste of time, but at least you got what you wanted.
>Go back to your apartment, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right
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>>4550088
>“Thanks, I guess…” This was a huge waste of time, but at least you got what you wanted.
>Go back to your apartment, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right
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>>4550088
>>“Take care, Ichie.” It feels so wrong to think of her as a friend… But at least you can keep up the illusion for now.
>Go back to your apartment, you’ll check Siske’s letter… Maggie has the pieces, right?
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“Thanks, I guess…” You won’t hide your disappointment.

“Your words carry so much dissatisfaction, they pierce through my wounded heart! Please ignore my suffering and go on with your wonderful life, my disappointed friend Al!” Ichie’s head drops on the table…

“Right.” You think you could leave. One of the butlers gets closer to Ichie, the old man… He looks familiar. Wasn’t he on the tape of the leader of the Min-Hu? You never gave much thought about it since then, but you doubt that the bastard would be working with Ichie as her manservant. “Is she going to be okay?” You ask the butler. He just absentmindedly looks at you then back at Ichie without muttering one word.

“Ignore him, my friend Al! He’s incapable of saying a word anymore! It’s so tragic…” Ichie clarifies while having her face buried still.

“Explain.”

“I cannot! But I’m doing my darndest to help him recover! Please, just move on for now!” Ichie is sobbing while responding to your query.

You look at the old man one more time before leaving the restaurant… That left you with more questions than answers. Is this some kind of brainwashing similar to Vender’s? Can Vender really brainwash people?

As you step out of the gaudy place, you feel your phone vibrating, you pull it out…

“Al, you asshole! Never hand your phone to anyone! You almost gave me a heart attack!” It’s Odetta inside your phone. You didn’t notice that she came along… “If I wasn’t a professional, she would’ve found me out.”

“What are you doing here?” You question.

“You go into enemy territory and you expect me to sit at home doing nothing like I’m Cat or something?! Are you out of your mind?!” Odetta looks pissed. “I bet if I leave you alone for one minute, you’re going to lose your head.”

“So you were worried about me, that’s very kind of you.”

“What do you think REAL friends are for?” Odetta easily manages to sound less phony than Ichie.

That was quite the trouble for what it was worth, but at least you got what you wanted. You ate the lunchbox (it was good enough) in the car before returning to your apartment with a bittersweet victory in your lap. Back inside, you’re witnessing something unexpected…

“What’s going on…?” You’re lost for words. For some reason, Catastrovania and Ascended Maggie decided to dress Odetta as a knock off Catastrovania…

“Allie! You’ve returned earlier than we expected!” Ascended Maggie puts the final stocking on Odetta to finish the costume.
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Fufufu, assistant, I present to you the new official uniform for all the members of my new LEGION of DARKNESS. Since Odetta left her body again without telling us, I decided to PUNISH her for her insubordination and make her our test subject! As a new recruit, I expect this minion to wear it with pride. I’m still working on the male version, so don’t get too excited, assistant.” Catastrovania reveals in ridiculous fashion. “Now help us out!”

“Don’t you think she looks adorable? I couldn’t contain myself, I had to seize the moment and join in.” Ascended Maggie is having too much fun with this.

“W-WHAT THE CRAP IS THIS?! You think I’m your puppet?! You’ll pay for this!” Odetta has returned to her body. “Do you two really wait for Al and Bruce to leave to pull this stuff off!?”

“Hey everyone, I couldn’t find cat ears but I think these will fit her…” Bruce opens the door to the apartment holding some dog ears, he stares at everyone for a second, realizes he’s in danger and then leaves.

“You were part of this too!? BRUCE, you coward! COME BACK!” Odetta is so embarrassed and angry. “YOU ALL ARE GOING TO PAY!” Odetta starts chasing Bruce off…

You didn’t even know when, but at some point Catastrovania disappeared. You’re left ALONE with Ascended Maggie. You ask her where Siske’s letter is so you can read it, Maggie hands you the letter pieced together with tape behind it. You sit on the couch and start reading it…


“Hello, Alfred.

If someone is reading this out loud for you against your will, I ask you to stop right now, this is a personal matter between me and Alfred.

I believe there is just a small chance you read this letter, and I can’t blame you if you don’t after all we’ve gone through. I know I’m the main one to blame for the animosity we feel towards each other, but for the longest time I put most of the blame on you because of the way you retaliate, and perhaps I still harbor some of those feelings. Ever since that incident, I believe I lost a part of me I wasn’t able to recover. I made my resentment clear so you know I’m being genuine and this isn’t easy for me.

I’ll go ahead to my request: Alfred, could you please forgive me for everything I’ve done to you?

I know I’ve been a naughty bitch in the past, but if you somehow decided to forgive me. Could you give me a call, please?

Sincerely,

Siske.”


Props to Ascended Maggie, she did a flawless job with the pieces.

What do you do?

>Don’t call her.
>Call Siske. Ask her who the fuck she is and what she did with the real one.
>Call Siske. Accept her apology.
>Write In.

(Only reply of the day, we continue tomorrow!)
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>>4552380
>Call Siske. Ask her who the fuck she is and what she did with the real one.
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>>4552380
>Call Siske. Accept her apology.
Maggie did what we could not, that's incredible.
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>>4552380
>Call Siske. Accept her apology.
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>>4552380
>Call Siske. Accept her apology.
>Try to stay out of trouble
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>>4552380
>>Call Siske. Accept her apology.
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>>4552380
>>Call Siske. Accept her apology.
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Against your better judgment, you decided to give Siske a call and forgive her. If this is another one of her elaborate tricks, at least you’re mentally prepared to deal with it. If it’s not, well, you’re not sure how you’re going to react. Either way, you’re going to go to your room instead of waiting for Odetta to show up and ruin the mood. Ascended Maggie looks at you slightly concerned since you haven’t let her know what is going through your mind, and you prefer leaving her like this until all of this is said and done.

Time to call Siske…

“Hello? Who is this?” A dejected sounding Siske answers the phone.

“Hello there, Siske. It’s Alfred.” You reply without showing emotion.

“A-Allie…?” Siske sounds all surprised, and questions why she didn’t check her phone beforehand. “H-Hey there…”

“Hey.” You already said hi.

“T-The thing… d-did M-Maggie… y’k-know…?” Siske isn’t prepared for this.

“I read your letter.” It appears you have to take the lead of this conversation if you want it to go anywhere. You’re going to omit the fact that you tore it to pieces first.

“I-Is that so…?” Siske forgot about the implications of this call. Or she’s playing dumb.

“Yes.” You’re doing what you can to show you’re not struggling to say what you wanted to tell her.

“D-Did she—”

“No. Maggie didn’t force me.” You interrupt her to clarify immediately.

“I-In that case...” Siske’s words sound hopeful.

“Yes, Siske, I accept your apology.”

Agh… Nggh… Buaaaaah….” Siske is crying and failing miserably to hide it.

“You’re crying...” You state the obvious.

“N-No, I’m not…! *sniff*” Siske is as prideful as ever.

How do you respond?

>“Oh well, my mistake. Good-bye.” You won’t waste another minute on this.
>“Why are you crying?” You’re confused by this. Hopefully your curiosity won’t lead you to something bad.
>“Did Ascended Maggie have anything to do with your change of heart?” You just want to confirm this before hanging up.
>Write In.
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>>4553350
>>“Why are you crying?” You’re confused by this. Hopefully your curiosity won’t lead you to something bad.
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>>4553350
>Write In.
>"Are you going to cry for the rest of the call? I guess I'll hang up and let you sort your emotions out..."
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>>4553350
>“Did Ascended Maggie have anything to do with your change of heart?” You just want to confirm this before hanging up.
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>>4553350
>“Why are you crying?” You’re confused by this. Hopefully your curiosity won’t lead you to something bad.
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>>4553350
>"Are you going to cry for the rest of the call? I guess I'll hang up and let you sort your emotions out..."
>“Why are you crying?” You’re confused by this. Hopefully your curiosity won’t lead you to something bad.
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>>4553350
>“Why are you crying?” You’re confused by this. Hopefully your curiosity won’t lead you to something bad.
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“Are you going to cry for the rest of the call? I guess I’ll hang up and let you sort your emotions out…” Enough bad experiences for the d—

“H-Hold on a second…! D-Don’t do it! P-Please don’t hang up! Sniff* Please don’t hang up! Please don’t hang up! Pleeeease! I-I can’t call you back, Allie! I don’t have any money on my phone! Please…!” Siske cleans her nose as she begs for mercy… You didn’t want to hear that.

“Fine.” You hate yourself anyway. “Why are you crying?”

“I-I told you I’m not crying…” Siske denies the truth as she’s trying to regain her composure. She fails spectacularly.

“I’m hanging up.”

“I-I admit! I admit! I’m crying like a big fat baby!” Siske really doesn’t want you to hang up. “I-I was just joking…!”

“Mhm.” You don’t sound convinced.

“T-The truth is I’m crying ‘cause of you…” Siske sounds embarrassed.

“I’m hanging up.”

ALLIE! NO! I’m telling the truth, I swear!” Siske is having a meltdown.

“Explain then.” You’ll indulge her.

“H-Hang on a sec…” Siske is starting to talk to someone there. “I-I’ll drop down the volume, sorry… I know there are more people here… it won’t happen again…” Siske tells whoever that other person is on the other side, then she resumes talking here. “You didn’t hang up… Thank you.” Siske sounds genuinely relieved.

“So why?”

“…B-Because you were the only one who accepted my apology.” Siske lowers her voice and almost sounded cute there, it doesn’t fit her. “After all we went through, Allie, I thought you were the only one I didn’t have any chance with. And since everyone else turned me down… I couldn’t help myself and got emotional…”

“Oh.” You feign surprise.

“Do you have some spare time? Could you listen to me for a little bit?” That’s the kindest way Siske has ever requested something from you, and it sounds so wrong.

How do you respond?

>“Sorry. I can’t hear you. I’m going through a tunnel.” Lie then hang up.
>“No, I’m busy. I expected my apology to suffice to make you feel better but I’m not emotionally invested in you in any shape or form. If you need any kind of support, call Maggie.” Be honest.
>“Sure…” Sigh loudly first. Why are you doing this to yourself?
>Write In.
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>>4553437
>>“Sure…” Sigh loudly first. Why are you doing this to yourself?
We're gonna see this all the way through
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>>4553437
>“Sure…” Sigh loudly first. Why are you doing this to yourself?
The sooner she gets this out the less we have to deal with it
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>>4553437
>"You got 5 mins. If you manage to keep my attention span for longer. That probably means its important. Do try to summerize."
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>>4553437
>“Sure…” Sigh loudly first. Why are you doing this to yourself?
Duty to the past and all?
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>>4553437
>“Sure…” Sigh loudly first. Why are you doing this to yourself?
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>>4553437
>“Sure…” Sigh loudly first. Why are you doing this to yourself?
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You sigh loudly… “Sure…” You already knew this day was going to be terrible, but you were still too naïve to know that it was going to be worse than that.

“My memory is real fuzzy about what happened that day, but after you left your shift, the owner of the bar, Calin, called the police and pressed charges against me for attempted robbery, assault and indecent behavior in public space.” Siske ignored your lack of enthusiasm. “I was arrested and thrown in a dirty cell inside the police station. The other cellmates made me the target of their mockery until they couldn’t stop laughing just because of the way I looked. I was too drunk to fend for myself; it ended up being a blessing in disguise since I lost most of my memories. You saw me at the bar, I bet you can imagine how all that went.”

“I suppose I can.” You won’t ever imagine it though, those painful memories will be kept hidden for the rest of your life.

“The next day, despite the massive headache I had, I remember clear as day the morning sun shining on my face, looking at my reflection in a mirror near the guards… And I have never hated a person’s face more than the one I saw at that moment… I couldn’t help myself from crying. I was wailing. I couldn’t stop even when the other women in the cells were screaming at me to shut up. Those insults are burned in my mind forever. I had a panic attack and was thrown into the infirmary.” Siske sounds in pain. “I begged to the world for another chance, but I ended up puking instead. Then my prayers were answered, a kid named Vender showed up and offered me a deal...”

“Mmm...” You don’t like this twist.

“He offered to bail me out if I accepted to stop being a naughty girl and become a proper lady under his tutelage. He says he’s always on the lookout for indecent girls like me that find themselves in these situations and that nothing brings him more joy than to help us out of our slutty ways. Of course, I accepted. I wasn’t legally bonded to do it, so I was planning to ditch him as soon as I could. I was planning on changing, but I wasn’t going to do it with his help.” Siske keeps going on and on. “Before you judge me, he was insanely creepy! He was staring at my breasts the whole time! I know I was wearing my cheap whore outfit, but he didn’t have any restraint. Also, he kept smacking my butt to give me orders, and worst of all he kept poking at my belly and saying stuff like ‘the fattest require the most amount of work, but end up being worth it.’ I knew him for like an hour just for you to know!”

“I believe you.” And it doesn’t surprise you.
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>>4553841

“You do…?” Siske is taken aback by that. “A-Anyway, as soon as we left the station, he told me to reach my objective, I needed to apologize to everyone I once took advantage of or hurt, and they must accept my apology at any cost. It felt like the right thing to do, but I wasn’t doing it with him. So I told him off and left… But then… I decided to come back for some reason? I don’t remember why. Aside from the apologies I was making, everything felt like a dream… I remember having actual weird dreams in between, but who cares! I had to apologize on my own…” Siske starts telling you about every single instance of her tour:

First, Siske went back to the New Flux to apologize to Calin, but she was kicked out by Calin and Kae armed with brooms. No apology was accepted.

Second on the list was Lai Zhi (the owner of Chicken, Chicks & Cocks) for bailing out on a softcore film after being paid. Siske had to star in a new film by herself, but it was to save herself from legal ramifications. No apology was accepted and your life is worse because you know of the existence of this film.

Third on the list was a classmate of hers from college she kept taking advantage of to do her homework and tests. Siske had to do him a sexual favor for him to accept the apology, but once he saw how fat she got, he refused. No apology was accepted.

Fourth one was Ugolino. She tried to go to his home, but security kicked her out very quickly and with force. No apology was accepted.

Fifth on the list was Laetitia. After your incident at the OG Flux, they befriended each other and drank together all night, Siske ended up stealing some fancy wine bottles while she was asleep. Laetitia never noticed until Siske told her and she was furious. No apology was accepted.

Sixth was Camilo, after harassing him for no good reason, Camilo didn’t care about her at all and preferred if she went away. No apology was accepted.

Seventh on the list was Chloe Verninac, one of the dancers you met, for relentlessly bullying her because of her huge nose when they were children. Chloe said she will never forgive her because it destroyed her self-esteem for years. No apology was accepted.

Eighth on the list was Master Pete, your karate teacher, for destroying his relationship with her mother. Pete said he harbors a deep hatred for her voice, so anything she says or does doesn’t matter to him. No apology was accepted.

Ninth was Lingering Calamity, the pastry chef, she tried to apologize for calling her a disgusting deformed monster and stealing one of her children (a cake); Lin didn’t want anything back and told her she will have to live the rest of her life knowing she stole a child from her mother. No apology was accepted.
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Tenth was Edmundo, better known as Silver Sun, she was the first person to make fun of him and his shenanigans and drew all the negative attention to it. Silver Sun says he has the only compensation he wanted, and it is to spread his ideals to the world. Forgiveness isn’t one of them. No apology was accepted.

Eleventh on the list was Jasper Ando, she dined and dashed at his restaurant once when she didn’t have that much money. He plainly didn’t recognize her and didn’t care. He did call her fatty though. No apology was accepted.

Twelfth was Brandy for trying to steal Ugolino from her, she wanted cash in compensation, Siske had no money. No apology was accepted.

Thirteenth was Sara Nguyen, part of the lost couple that owned the flower shop in Laoling, for blaming her for stealing from her, when in reality Siske only lost her money on accident during a summer vacation long ago. She went to her grave but no apology was accepted for obvious reasons. You’re surprised she has a grave already…

Fourteenth was Laura, one of her childhood friends with Maggie and the others, for being responsible for telling her parents that she was having a secret relationship with a boy they didn’t like. Laura was so furious she cut ties with Siske. No apology was accepted.

Fifteenth on this already long list were all the homeless people she made fun of in Laoling, they made her grovel, beg for forgiveness, dance while wearing a ridiculous costume – and all around humiliate her. And yet, no apology was accepted.

There were a couple of people she needed to apologize to like you and your childhood friends, but the homeless people incident was the turning point of this story. During this time while she wasn’t apologizing to people, she had to take part in language, etiquette, cooking and other types of classes made by Vender. Also, as she mentioned before, she recalled having weird fever dreams like being spanked for failing to earn her apologies, bowing to the world and kissing the floor to ask for forgiveness, and watching something on TV while inside a van.

In fact, the last one she had was about the latter, but instead she ran out of the van. She believes she was so mad about the last incident; she couldn’t conceal her dream well and could control her body in it. After that one, she woke up at a homeless shelter days later. One of the attendants working there told her a guy named Joe dropped her there, and asked not to be thanked or compensated because that would be troublesome. Siske granted his wish and did nothing. How lazy.

“What a convenient miracle.” You deadpan.
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“I didn’t want to return to Vender, I wanted to do things my own way, but there was one important person I wanted to apologize to over anyone else… My own father.” Siske reveals. “I didn’t know where he lived anymore so I used that website to see if there was a chance they could find him, one of the homeless guys in the shelter told me about it. It’s free! He said…”

“That’s when you met with Maggie…” And the rest is history. History you don’t know ‘cause nobody told you what happened.

“Yeah… She put me in contact with the rest of your group: Koh, Bruce and Jesse. I don’t need to tell you what I did to all of you. I phoned them one by one. Koh told me I needed to be forgiven by the rest of your group first if I wanted him to accept my apology. Jessie said the only one I should be apologizing to is you. And Bruce just told me that no matter what I did, no matter what response I get, I’ll still be Siske and that will never be a good thing.” Damn Bruce… Siske was really hurt by that. “So no apologies accepted from them either. Then when it was your turn… Maggie held my hand and said: ‘Write a letter, he hates your voice.’

“…” You almost laughed.

“So, with Maggie and Catty Cat Cat, we went to find my father. Nobody in town likes me, but at least Maggie knew an old couple who told her where my parents lived. Yeah, they got back together, I was the real issue after all… So when I went to apologize, they told me to leave, they told me they didn’t want anything to do with me. That I was the reason for their suffering during all of these years, that they still love each other – and they wanted me GONE! HaHAhahAHAHhaAha…” Siske has another meltdown. “S-Sorry, I’ll pipe it down!” Siske apologizes to that mysterious someone again. “So I went back outside and told them… it was all fine. It wasn’t meant to happen… I was ready to give up then and there. But Maggie, that dumbass, told me… there is still one person left…”

“…” Huh, you were somewhat important after all.

Thank you…” Siske is crying again.

How do you respond?

>“That was a long story. Now I need to go.” Time to do something.
>“I’m glad you’re doing better.” You don’t need to be mean now.
>“I’m assuming that’s not the end of it, right?” Knowing Siske, this can’t be it.
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the day, sorry for taking so long with this! We continue tomorrow!)
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>>4553846
>>“I’m glad you’re doing better.” You don’t need to be mean now.
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>>4553846
>“I’m assuming that’s not the end of it, right?” Knowing Siske, this can’t be it.
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>>4553846
>“I’m glad you’re doing better.” You don’t need to be mean now.
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>>4553846
>“I’m glad you’re doing better.” You don’t need to be mean now.
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>>4553846
>>“I’m assuming that’s not the end of it, right?” Knowing Siske, this can’t be it.
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>>4553846
>“I’m glad you’re doing better.” You don’t need to be mean now.
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Now I’m curious about Odetta in dog ears. You must put them on her, OP. I DEMAND IT. I CRAVE IT. GIB IT TO ME
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“I’m glad you’re doing better.” You don’t need to be mean to her now.

Ayeeh nagh burr…” Siske incoherently struggles to respond as she continues crying.

“Quiet down or you’re going to get scolded again.” You remind her.

Nghy gya boo…” Siske lowers down the volume. “I-I know…” Siske says as she loudly clears her nose.

“There, that’s more like it.” You try to encourage her so she can calm down quicker.

“Y-You sound so condescending…” Siske regains her composure. “I-I didn’t think you would listen to my whole story…”

“It’s one of those days I decided to take the suffering head on.” You deadpan.

“C-Can I make it a little worse then…?” Siske wants something else from you. You were expecting something like this to happen…

“What is it?” You will hear her out without enthusiasm.

“I’ve been staying at this homeless shelter for some time now, but I heard that pervert Vender is searching for me and it’s a matter of time before he finds me out. Would you let me crash at your place for a little while? I-I’m scared… I have nowhere else to run… I don’t have any money, I got kicked out of college ‘cause of my arrest, my parents don’t care about me, Petra is not answering the phone and Evie sided with Laura after she told me off! I know that pervert has some type of connection to the police, so I don’t know who else to ask… I beg you…” Siske is really desperate again. “I’ll do anything you ask me to do! I swear I’ll behave and I’ll follow all your rules! You don’t have to care about me, I’ll sleep on the floor or whatever! I know you’re helpin’ Maggie too or something…! Allie, I didn’t want to ask you anything else, but you’re my only hope… I don’t wanna die anymore…”

Siske is doing her best not to break into tears.

How do you respond?

>“You can sleep in my car. Take it or leave it.” Your best offer.
>“I can’t decide that on my own, I need to talk to my roommates first. So be patient, I’ll go sort this thing out now.” Siske’ll have to wait for you to convince the others.
>“I’ll send you some money, go back to Laoling with it, and stay at my apartment.” Someone needs to take care of it anyway.
>“I gave you multiple chances before, and you let me down again and again. Sorry Siske, you’ll have to find help somewhere else.” Siske won’t take advantage of you. You can’t trust her.
>“No.” You don’t accept random homeless people at your home, you’re not a maniac.
>Write In.
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>>4554583
>>“No.” You don’t accept random homeless people at your home, you’re not a maniac.
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>>4554583
>>“You can sleep in my car. Take it or leave it.” Your best offer.
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>>4554583
>“I’ll send you some money, go back to Laoling with it, and stay at my apartment.” Someone needs to take care of it anyway.
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>>4554583
>“I’ll send you some money, go back to Laoling with it, and stay at my apartment.” Someone needs to take care of it anyway.
We don't need any more bitches in our party, but we can't just let her get mindraped by Vender.
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>>4554583
>“I’ll send you some money, go back to Laoling with it, and stay at my apartment.” Someone needs to take care of it anyway.
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>>4554583
>“I’ll send you some money, go back to Laoling with it, and stay at my apartment.” Someone needs to take care of it anyway.
We're not a maniac that accepts random homeless people from off the street. Siske wasn't on the street to begin with. She merely had all her domestic arrangement shattered due to her own mistakes, and the understandable disinterest of others in the face of said mistakes they were on the recieving end of. Our apartment is still our own; she's merely a temporary caretaker, and will vacate the premises once we return from our quest for bloody revenge. That is assuming we return outside a wooden container of rotting flesh and bone and other human matter.
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>>4554583
If we're doing
>“I’ll send you some money, go back to Laoling with it, and stay at my apartment.” Someone needs to take care of it anyway.
Should also tell her that if she ever needs money she can work for Berenice next door!
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“I’ll send you some money, go back to Laoling with it, and stay at my apartment.” You don’t mind having a temporary caretaker for your place, it’s probably dirty by now.

“Allie, a-are you sure…?” Siske feels emotional again.

“I wouldn’t offer you this alternative if I didn’t believe you were going to be safe.” You clarify.

“That wasn’t what I meant… Isn’t this too much?” Siske can’t believe you’re being this nice. She doesn’t know it’s because you don’t want her near now.

“Stop exaggerating.”

“I’m not.” Siske defends her point. “But I have some issues with your plan… I can’t get your money, I can’t access any ATM Machines anymore ‘cause my cards were blocked. I don’t have a safe way to get to the train station without getting spotted. And I don’t know where your apartment is or have the keys…”

“Right…” Nothing is ever simple when you’re dealing with this woman.

“I hate asking you for even more, but you’ll have to come over to hand me this stuff…” Siske sounds guilty about this solution. “S-Should I send you the shelter’s address?”

“Yeah, sure. Just be patient. I’ll call you back when I get there.” You facepalm…

“Allie… I’m sorry.” Siske apologizes again before you hang up.

You stay quiet for a second, then leave your room. Outside of it, you see Ascended Maggie, Bruce and Catastrovania all tied up, while Odettastrovania is on the couch poking at them with a stick.

“…” You stare at them speechless.

“What?” Odettastrovania glares at you.

How do you respond?

>“Maggie, I have a mission for you.” Send Ascended Maggie and someone else to deal with Siske.
>“I’m going out for a little while, I’ll be back soon.” You alone. You’ll lose their respect if you let them know you’re helping Siske.
>“Can I borrow one of them?” You don’t want to go alone; you have a bad feeling about this.
>Write In.
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>>4554642
>>“Can I borrow one of them?” You don’t want to go alone; you have a bad feeling about this.
Take Cat, we don't care if she respects us or not
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>>4554642
>“Can I borrow one of them?” You don’t want to go alone; you have a bad feeling about this. (Take Maggie, she's the one that prompted us to do all this after all)
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>>4554642
>>4554647
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>>4554642
>“Can I borrow one of them?” You don’t want to go alone; you have a bad feeling about this.
Cat
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>>4554642
>“Can I borrow one of them?” You don’t want to go alone; you have a bad feeling about this.
Cat
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>>4554642
>“I’m going out for a little while, I’ll be back soon.” You alone. You’ll lose their respect if you let them know you’re helping Siske.
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>>4554642
>>“Can I borrow one of them?” You don’t want to go alone; you have a bad feeling about this.
If we run into Vender, we want some backup.
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“Can I borrow one of them?” You cordially ask.

“You going somewhere nice?” Odettastrovania wonders.

“No.”

“Then feel free to enjoy my spoils of war.” Odetta grins.

“I’ll take this one.” You grab Catastrovania’s head and pull her out like a toy, then you put her under your arm. You don’t care about what she thinks, so she’s the perfect partner for this.

“If I hear that she got even one inch closer to a Reese’s bar, you’ll join ‘em.” Odettastrovania points with her stick.

“Right, we’ll be back in a bit.” You start walking away, then you stop by the door. “Can I ask you a question before I leave?”

“What is it?” Odetta won’t stop being angry until a miracle happens.

“Why are you wearing the dog ears?” You wonder and immediately she throws her stupid stick at you. It landed right in your hair. You decided to ignore it and leave the apartment.

Now you’re walking towards the car with Catastrovania still under your arm.

“Excellent choice, assistant, you have been promoted to my right-hand man! You should be overjoyed!” Catastrovania can’t keep her mouth shut. “E-Either way, where are we going?”

“To a homeless shelter.”

“Y-You’re abandoning me…?!” Catastrovania can’t believe it.

“If that was the case, I would’ve thrown you in the dumpster.” You jest.

“That’s not funny. You’re about to lose your promotion if you persist with this attitude.” Catastrovania is a dumbass. “Why are we going to a homeless shelter then?”

“To help Siske get out of town.” You clarify as you open the car and put Catastrovania in the co-pilot seat.

“W-Wait, return at once! I-I don’t wanna go!” Catastrovania is strangely afraid of Siske of all people.

“No.” You lock the door.

“H-Help! I’m actually being kidnapped this time!” Catastrovania throws a tantrum.

“Oh, shut up and put your seatbelt on.” You get inside as well.

“Fine! You lost your promotion in record time! You’re my assistant again! I’m going to curse you too! Nyeeeh…!” Catastrovania flails her arms with ominous intentions.

“Oh poor me.” You pretend to be affected as you drive the car off.

Before getting to the homeless shelter, you went to the gas station and took some money out from an ATM Machine for Siske, so she can survive for a week without complaining, you’ll give her 200 G-Bucks. As you arrived at your destination, Catastrovania grew more and more anxious, she really didn’t want to come but she refuses to explain why. Still, you take her with you inside.
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The shelter has an oppressing atmosphere inside despite being a well-kept building, the place is large like a gym, the walls are plastered with posters detailing information about different kinds of issues and how to get the help you need. Be it domestic abuse, suicide, unemployment, and many more. This doesn’t appear to be the main entrance the ‘regulars’ use, as you don’t see that many people aside from the receptionist and the guards. You ask where to go, and they tell you to go around through the right hallway until you get to the housing unit. There is a sign showing it, in fact, there are signs everywhere telling you where to go. Catastrovania states that this is not her kind of gloomy atmosphere…

So you get to housing unit B, it’s a large rectangular room divided into little cubicles with one or two cheap beds in each, using curtains to separate them like a field hospital. The place felt larger at first glance, but it’s cramped enough that it doesn’t feel as big. You called Siske to find her faster anyway…

“Allie, you actually came…!” It sinks into Siske that this is actually happening. She stands up from her tiny bed that was struggling with her weight, grabs a trash bag underneath it, and gets closer to you.

“Yeah.” No big fanfare from you. Cat is hiding right behind you, like mirroring your shadow, she doesn’t want to get spotted…

“C-Can I hug you?” Siske is already getting sentimental.

How do you respond?

>“No.”
>“No.”
>“No.”
>“No, we don’t have time for this. Let’s go.”
>“No. A handshake is better.”
>“Fine… But stop getting so emotional.”
>Write In.
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>>4554768
>>“No.”
I'm becoming increasingly paranoid.
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>>4554776
>>“No.”
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>>4554776

>“No.”
>“No.”
>“No.”
>“No, we don’t have time for this. Let’s go.”
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>>4554776
>“No, we don’t have time for this. Let’s go.”
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>>4554776
>"Wow, Siske. It's like you WANT Vender to find us or something." (Extreme monotone)
>“No, we don’t have time for this. Let’s go.”
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>>4554785
This
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“No.” You respond without hesitation. “No, we don’t have time for this. Let’s go.”

“You’re right, it’s just that… it’s been so long since I’ve genuinely wanted to hug a man...” Siske reveals as her expression only shows pain and regret.

“C’mon.” You start walking away, and by turning, you reveal Catastrovania from your back.

“Catty Cat Cat! You came here to help me as well!” Siske’s mood does a 180. She immediately grabs her by the shoulders.

Uh-oh…” Catastrovania wants to escape.

You’re so gosh darn cuuuuuute! I love you Catty Cat Cat!” Siske starts suffocating Catastrovania with a big hug, burying Cat’s face in her meaty breasts and kissing the top of her victim’s head. “I knew you wanted to see me again!”

“HELP! TAKE HER AWAY FROM ME! AL!” Catastrovania helplessly shouts. You’re too astonished to do anything.

“You’re just the most adorable human being I’ve ever seen!” Siske is in love in a way you’ve never seen before. “I lost all my pride, so I don’t care if you know about my stupid outbursts, Allie! I just love Cats!

“LET ME GO! You heard him, there is no time for hugs!” Catastrovania wants her freedom back.

“I’ll carry you fowever and ever then!” Siske carries Catastrovania like she’s an actual cat in her arms.

So now you understand why Cat didn’t want to come. Somewhere out there, you feel Odetta smiling…

“Don’t forget your bag…” You remind Siske.

“I have it right here, Allie!” Siske is so stupidly happy right now, you start to question reality.

As you’re about to step out of the housing unit, you are stopped by a somewhat familiar face…

“Y-You…! You’re the guy from that day…! I need help…!” It’s the hairdresser from the other day, Geneviéve Bourque! “D-Do you know about that damn hacker…?!”

She’s in the way to the door…

How do you respond?

>“Get out of my way, lady. I’m busy.” Push her aside. You’re already wasting your time with Siske!
>“I have no idea who you are.” Play dumb.
>“Yes, and you’ll never recover one cent of your money. Now move.” Be honest.
>Write In.
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>>4554884
>>“I have no idea who you are.” Play dumb.
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>>4554884
>“I have no idea who you are.” Play dumb.
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>>4554884
>“I have no idea who you are.” Play dumb.
Dumb scam artist, get fucked.
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“I have no idea who you are.” You play dumb, you’ll never forget her – her nudes are ingrained in your brain, terrorizing your thoughts for the rest of your mortal life. But you already had your revenge on her, so it’s kinda unfair to continue torture her.

“H-How could you forget?! I sold you the most fashionable hat ever conceived!” Geneviève is really hurt by your indifference; she drops to her knees.

“If that was the case, why am I not wearing it?” You reply as you walk past her towards the door.

AAaagh…! You uncouth, ignorant…” Geneviève dramatically puts her hand on her forehead.

“Who’s this weirdo?” The disgusted big fat weirdo known as Siske wonders.

“I don’t know.” You continue play dumb. “Let’s move on…”

Before you can open the door, you feel someone grabbing your leg. It’s the hairdresser…

“H-Hold on, gentleman… I was merely playing it up for your entertainment, but my question still remains!” Genevieve doesn’t want to give up.

“I gave you your answer, we’re in a hurry. Stop bothering us please.” You say as politely as you can.

“Please! I remember your friend over there clear as day!” Genevieve points at Catastrovania. Siske immediately hides her and gives the hairdresser an intimidating look. “The remnants of my memories of such tasteless and unsophisticated outfits still plague my mind! I just need your cooperation! I lost everything I had, but I can have it back…! I’ll get her the chicest dress you’ll ever see!”

“Cat’s cheap dress is part of the appeal and it fits her!” Siske barks.

“I-I think it’s cool…” Catastrovania mutters to herself.

“I really don’t have any idea of what you’re talking about.” And you want her to stop talking to you.

“B-But I changed your lives that day! You owe me!” Genevieve feels disrespected.
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>>4555006
>Lure him out with your pocket change.
Yakuza 0 style maybe.
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You decided to just ignore her and walk away, as you open the door a couple of feet away, another unexpected presence is revealed…

“You thought you were the only one who could use the power of Los Iluminados?” It’s… D. Dazzler! The homeless man you gave expired meat to at the beginning of your journey. Why is he here? Why has he returned?

“This is the women’s section, you disgusting old geezer!” Siske is repugned by him.

“You’ll pay for giving me the most delicious piece of meat I’ve ever eaten! It was poisoned!” D. Dazzler wants revenge!

“What’s even going on…?” Catastrovania pretends she’s the most sane person in this situation.

What do you do?

>Knock him out. It could create a commotion though.
>“It was her idea.” Point at Genevieve.
>Lure him out with your pocket change.
>Close the door and wait for him to be gone.
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the day, we continue tomorrow! I made a mistake, so I had to repost it, sorry!)
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>>4555015
>Lure him out with your pocket change.
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>>4555015
>>4555013
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>>4555015
>>“It was her idea.” Point at Genevieve.
2 birds, 1 stone
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>>4555015
Throw a pocket change at him.
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>>4555015
>“It was her idea.” Point at Genevieve.
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>>4555015
>>Lure him out with your pocket change.
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>>4555013
+1, play this like Yakuza 0
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“Look.” You threw out all your pocket change in the air to distract this homeless man, you had a lot of coins and some bills… Goodbye 17 bucks.

Oh! Shiny!” D. Dazzler falls for your trick and tries to grab the money.

“Yes! I might be able to afford my hair conditioner with this…!” Genevieve grovels for the cash as well to your surprise. They seem captivated by the decent amount of money you threw. The other homeless people around give those two a scornful look for sinking so low.

Now you three get away from the housing unit at last and make your way out…

“How pitiful of ‘em…” Siske forgets that she’s no better.

“You almost joined them…” Catastrovania points out. Yes, you saw Siske lean forward but she didn’t go farther than that.

“Catty Cat Cat, you are way cuter with your mouth shut, keep it that way.” Siske didn’t like that.

“Did you forget I’m planning on giving you some money…?” You wonder.

“I-I had a memory lapse, that’s all! I told you it’s been happening to me a lot lately.” Siske defends herself poorly.

“I’ll never shut up as long as you continue carrying me.” Catastrovania wants out. She’s lying anyway, she’ll never shut up no matter what.

“Doesn’t matter! Your voice is so sweet! You’re so adorbs, I can’t stay mad at you!” Siske really likes Cat for no good reason. She grabs her tighter to show more love. “Now you need to start saying ‘Nya’ at the end of all sentences like I taught you last time! Like this, nya! Isn’t it cute, nya?”

Please… help…” Catastrovania can’t breathe.
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>>4555639

“Allie, let’s go this way! There is another exit over here.” Siske points out as she tries to be useful for the first time since you’ve known her.

“Right…” You’ll follow her because she knows the place.

This back entrance is more crowded than the other, it appears this is the place where the regular homeless people use to get into the housing unit like you suspected, still not many people around and no guards. As you step out of the building, another uninvited guest makes his entrance…

“What a lovely surprise! Fancy meeting you here, Alfred Brown and your unrefinedly dressed friend! I see that you brought my naughty lady in training with you! Thank you!” This day keeps getting worse… It’s Vender… He’s wearing different clothes than last time.

“Ngh…” Cat felt that.

“Y-You know t-this creep?!” Siske is dumbfounded.

“Sadly, yes.” You say.

“I-Inconceivable… M-Me!? A c-creep!? That’s no way for a lady to talk! Was all your training for naught?! I’m your savior!” Vender is flabbergasted. “I thought you were lost, but by the looks of it I’ll have to start all over with you! I was so worried about you being lost in the streets, but I forgot the streets are the place where you belong, well, until I’m done with you, blehehehe.”

“I-I’m not going with you, you creep, Master Vender…!” Siske said something weird there.

“W-Why did you call him Master?” Catastrovania is confused.

“Is that not his full name…?” Siske is an idiot. “W-Wait, you’re right…” Siske lets Catastrovania on her feet and touches her forehead.

“Well, your little escapade is over, my lovely Siske. You need to be chastised.” Vender announces. “Please, hand her over, Alfred Brown. Ichie put her good name on the line for you. Prove where your allegiance lies!”

Despite looking like he’s alone, you have a bad feeling about this…
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>>4555641

What do you do?

>“No.” Tell Catastrovania to use her pocket sandstorm against Vender and escape.
>“Let’s negotiate. I want you to leave Siske alone.” Maybe you can work out a deal.
>“You want me to beat you up again?” Intimidate him.
>Write In.
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>>4555643
>“No.” Tell Catastrovania to use her pocket sandstorm against Vender and escape.
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>>4555643
>>“Let’s negotiate. I want you to leave Siske alone.” Maybe you can work out a deal.
Look around to see if he's hiding anything from us while we talk
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>>4555641
>“No.” Tell Catastrovania to use her pocket sandstorm against Vender and escape.
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>>4555643
>“Let’s negotiate. I want you to leave Siske alone.” Maybe you can work out a deal.
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>>4555643
>“No.” Tell Catastrovania to use her pocket sandstorm against Vender and escape.
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>>4555647
>>4555648
>>4555659
>>4555665
>>4555670

Escaping won, time to roll! 1d100, best of 4!
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Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>4555674
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Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>4555674
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Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>4555674
Here goes.
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Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>4555674
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>>4555676
>>4555688
These rolls are symmetrical 100-16=84 & 100-84=16. Spooky.
Doesn't matter if we are aiming high or low with these results. Still pretty good.
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“No.” Even if there is a better way to deal with this, you don’t want to deal with these people anymore.

“As I expected, you’re nothing but a liar since the very beginning.” Vender gets real mad with you.

“Now, Cat! Blind him!” You command.

POCKET SANDSTORM~!” Catastrovania unleashes one of her forbidden techniques.

“Ha! Your old tricks won’t work on me!” Vender presses his blindfold with one hand and a visor comes out to protect his other eye. “With this deflector I’m immune to your petty techniques! Now, it’s time for— UGH! *Cough* Ngh…! Agggh…! My throat…” He was so busy talking that the sand ended up inside his mouth. He’s choking so badly he’s on his knees now…

“Let’s run.” You tell the girls.

WICKED SHELL MODE activated!” Catastrovania jumps in the air and lands on your back, she’s pretending she’s a backpack or something. You think she’s getting dumber the more time she spends with you all. “Onwards, steed.”

“…” If you weren’t in a hurry, you would’ve dropped her. Siske looks jealous… “Follow me.”

“R-Right…” Siske can’t process what’s going on fast enough but starts following you.

“W-Wait… *cough*…” Vender is still struggling… “You can’t— *cough*… I forgot… *cough*... the signal...”

This is going to win you a hell of a lot more time than you were expecting when you thought of running. The only problem now is that halfway through your escape, Siske is way too tired to keep going, she’s just too out of shape… She can’t even hold her breath for long enough to apologize. You don’t think Vender is anywhere near here, but you still need to get moving…

You’re close to the parking space you left the rental car in, it shouldn’t be more than one or two blocks away.

What do you do?

>Run for it and bring the car here. You’re going to leave her exposed though.
>Carry Siske in your arms. You already carried Bruce and Catastrovania simultaneously, this is nothing.
>Encourage Siske to keep going. Give her the strength she lacks through morale.
>Write In.
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>>4555747
>>Encourage Siske to keep going. Give her the strength she lacks through morale.
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>>4555747
>Encourage Siske to keep going. Give her the strength she lacks through morale.
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>>4555747
>Carry Siske in your arms. You already carried Bruce and Catastrovania simultaneously, this is nothing.
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“C’mon Siske, you can do it. We’re so close.” You try to encourage her to give her strength to continue.

Ah… Ah… Ah… Aah…” Siske moans loudly as her hands are on her knees. Now she gets enough strength to walk 4 more steps closer to you, then leans on a wall…

“Two more blocks and that’s it, let’s go.” You continue cheering her on.

Ah… Ah… Allie…” Siske shakes her head, she can’t move anymore. She has one hand on the wall, and the other on the belly area below her right breast, her legs are wobbling and she’s sweating like a pig. She’s just way too fat.

“Catastrovania, encourage her too.” You’ll resort to Cat.

“Go, Go, Siske, go, go.” Catastrovania gives you a half-assed attempt. It didn’t help Siske at all.

“Can you try…?”

“F-Fine… L-Let’s go, Siske, nyan!” Catastrovania plays it up for the fatty in a horrifying way.

It works somehow, and Siske finds the strength to move, not as fast as you started – but good enough to continue.

I-I’m so embarrassed…” Catastrovania whispers to you as she hides her head inside her dress like a turtle.

“You did good.” You compliment her efforts.

…But victory didn’t last long as Siske just plummets one block away from the car, falling flat on the ground – her trash bag explodes and her stuff is spread out everywhere, like her clothes, deodorant, her toothbrush, and a random book – and yes, her panties too. You didn’t want to see that. You didn’t want to see that at all.

All Siske can do from the floor is pant. She really needed more help than just words…

“W-What do we do now…?!” Catastrovania knows this is the moment to panic.

From really afar, you can see Vender approaching, or at least something that looks like him.

What do you do?

>Tell Cat to gather Siske’s stuff, you’ll run for it and bring the car. You need to be quick.
>Grab Siske and drag her to the car. Her stuff be damned.
>You’ll distract Vender while Cat figures a way to move Siske and her stuff inside the car.
>Write In.
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>>4555807
>>You’ll distract Vender while Cat figures a way to move Siske and her stuff inside the car.
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>>4555807
>You’ll distract Vender while Cat figures a way to move Siske and her stuff inside the car.
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>>4555807
>You’ll distract Vender while Cat figures a way to move Siske and her stuff inside the car.
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>>4555807
>You’ll distract Vender while Cat figures a way to move Siske and her stuff inside the car.
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>>4555807
>>You’ll distract Vender while Cat figures a way to move Siske and her stuff inside the car.
And by distract, we mean punch him in the nethers.
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>>4555817
Can we do better than that? Like shove the toothbrush into his other eye?
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>>4555863
We can do that too
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>>4555863
Can't we just call Ichie and sic her on Vender? like some kind of austism battle kinda like the one they had on the morgen but bigger.
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“Cat, figure out a way to move Siske and her stuff inside the car.” You have decided to change courses. “I’ll distract Vender.” You crack your knuckles.

Dismounting…” Catastrovania stops riding your back. “A-Are you sure this is a good idea, assistant? ‘cause I’ll need a crane.”

“Just do what you need to do. I’m counting on you.” You start walking away.

“Ngh… stay safe!” Catastrovania starts collecting Siske’s stuff and looks around for a place to hide.


It’s been a long day…

You’ll keep walking forward until you meet with Vender.

There you see him.

It doesn’t appear that the sand is bothering him anymore.

He was running until he realized you were walking towards him. He then matches your speed, sporting a smile on his face.


“Oh dear, dear! What a pickle we found ourselves in! And all because of that perverse Siske, huh?” Vender starts monologuing. “Oh Siske, oh my dear Siske! Your naughtiness knows no bounds! Even after I cleansed you, you managed to go back to your raunchy ways! You ingrates are always the ones who piss me off the most! But I’m so excited to bring you to the right path again.” Vender’s smile grows wider and wider. “The struggles of a gentleman to help those who can’t help themselves. Just like yesterday, I helped this megalomaniac idiot recover his van! I thought it was abandoned, and as the kind soul that I am, I gave it to a charity – but he was so self-centered that he got pissed! How selfish! It was for the greater good! Then he had the audacity to hang up on ME! I called him back again to help him realize his egocentric ways and then he blocked ME! Can you believe that?”

“....” You feel bad for that guy.

“You don’t have anything to say? What do the likes of you understand about my struggle, anyway? I come down from my plateau to help you people, yet you’re so ignorant you mock me for my efforts! You, Alfred Brown, you’re a clear example of this.” Vender gives you a scornful look. “Look at yourself. No matter how many times I tell you how that indecent Maggie is manipulating you, you continue risking your life for that heartless woman! It was pathetic before, but now? Now that I know Maggie didn’t even repay you in the way your disgusting mind feels like a woman should? Now I think you’re one of the most pathetic men I’ve ever seen.” Vender starts chuckling. “Isn’t it obvious? You’re helping Siske! Siske! That means you’re desperate for any type of woman’s comfort! Do you know what kind of lowlife Siske truly is? Do you know at what levels this naughty girl has sunk? But go you! You got to kiss a woman at last, if you think you can even call her that…!” Vender shakes his head. “But a gentleman turns the other cheek. Ichie has you in high regard, so we can work this out. I don’t like apologies, they are so insincere, but you’re a special case."
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>>4555990

"..."

"Why don't you bring Siske here, apologize and leave? I’m not even going to ask about that nasty Maggie. Sound like a deal?”

How do you respond?

>With your fist on his face.
>“No, what's going to happen is that I’ll go over there, pull you down from your high horse and break your skull.”
>“Sure.” Sacrifice Siske, she isn’t worth all of this trouble.
>Write In.
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>>4555992
>>With your fist on his face.
Vent all the annoyances of the day in this punch
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>>4555992
>>With your fist on his face.
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>>4555992
>>With your fist on his face.
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>>4555992
>>With your fist on his face.
And afterwards we smash his stupid vacuum
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>>4555994
>>4555998
>>4556010
>>4556012

Time to roll! 1d100! Best of 4!
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Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>4556018
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I want to shove the vacuum tube so far down his throat he bleeds to death. Or so far up his ass the same thing happens. In fact, why not do both?
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“Can’t get better than this, hmm? You know I’m doing this for your own good! I mean, I can’t leave things unfinished, Siske needs to go through her re-education process, there is no way I’ll let her go back to the abhorrent life she has! Maybe one day, with the proper education, you two can genuinely aspire to be at my level! Just say that you’re so—”


And at that moment, your fist clashed with Vender’s skull with the power of all the ire you’ve accumulated during the day. Almost making the experiences you went through today worth it.

Vender flies through the air like a ragdoll, and bounces off the street multiple times, leaving a splat of blood with each bounce until his limp body drops a final time when all momentum is lost, remaining unmoving even after you clean your fist of the blood.

If he had any back up, they’ll need to find his corpse first.

Vender has been Defeated!



What do you do?

>You’re not going to be satisfied with only one punch, are you? Make him suffer.
>Go to the car, you need to help Siske. You have the feeling that Vender is not alone.
>Write In.
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>>4556088
>>Write In.
Find his vacuum and smash it, then
>Go to the car, you need to help Siske. You have the feeling that Vender is not alone.
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>>4556088
>>Go to the car, you need to help Siske. You have the feeling that Vender is not alone.
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>>4556088
>>Go to the car, you need to help Siske. You have the feeling that Vender is not alone.
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>>4556091
Supporting vacuum destruction if we can find it
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>>4556088
>Go to the car, you need to help Siske. You have the feeling that Vender is not alone.

If we find the vacuum, we can break it. If it's not immediately noticeable, screw it. We got places to be.
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>>4556091
+1
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>>4556088
Also take his stupid "blinder"
the eyepatch
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You have realized that punching Vender felt pretty good, you cannot imagine how great it’s going to feel when you break Aleister’s bones one by one.



You should go to the car. Your distraction here is done.



Maybe he has a vacuum again, you’ll destroy it for fun. You get closer to his corpse to inspect it.





He has one on his back, like a turtle shell, nothing like Catastrovania’s transformation at all. You take it and stomp on it until it’s nothing but rubble. Then you grab the rubble and put it over his body. Now you feel satisfied enough to return to help the others. You walk away, feeling better about yourself. Perhaps this is the turnaround of the day? One starts feeling hopeful when revenge is reenacted, at least, you think so.

At the car, you find Catastrovania and your old client Gualberto (Silver Sun’s Brother) on the car trunk with Siske’s stuff behind them with a cloth holding them together; while Siske herself is right next to the car, resting a section of her body on a skateboard, she’s still exhausted and panting. Looks uncomfortable.
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In a fast briefing while you were putting Siske’s stuff in the car trunk, Catastrovania explains that Gualberto recognized her while he was skating around. That’s when Cat had the brilliant idea to use the skateboard to transport Siske to the car. You have no idea how it didn’t break. Gualberto only agreed to help because he was allowed to touch Siske’s breasts while helping Cat push, his brother told him that breasts are the most wonderful thing in the world, so he wanted to know what the big deal was. He likes them too now because he enjoys how soft they are, but he feels it’s not that different from how Siske’s belly felt. Catastrovania agrees that it’s basically all fatness. You hope this isn’t the start of some weird fetish in the kid…

“Here, have 5 bucks for helping. Don’t tell anybody what happened today.” You already know that this kind of money is not enough to repair a skateboard.

“Hey, thanks! You’re far nicer than on the phone!” Gualberto receives the money with a smile on his face. “But how are you going to lift this whale up? She’s way too heavy! We were both pushing, and we were barely moving her.” Poor kid, he had to push it all the way here by himself. Catastrovania doesn’t have any upper body strength after all.

This… *pants*… kid…” Siske is too tired but you can feel her anger.

“It’s no issue.” You lift Siske on your shoulders, open the door to the back of the car, and leave her there.

“Woah, crap! Y-You’re strong!” The kid is impressed.

“Fufufu~, that’s why he’s one of my most important minions.” Catastrovania is proud of you.

“Just get in the car, we’re still in a hurry. We have to leave. Goodbye, kid.” You hurry Catastrovania inside and get into the driver’s seat as well.

“Bye!” Gualberto waves goodbye.

As you drive off, you come to a realization you didn’t want to acknowledge before... Can Siske even leave if she continues to be this tired?

What do you do?

>Go to a Fast Food Drive-thru and buy her a meal. That will probably help her.
>You don’t need to do anything special, just go to the station. She only needs to rest.
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the day, we continue tomorrow!)
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>>4556203
>Go to a Fast Food Drive-thru and buy her a meal. That will probably help her.
>You deserve a treat too
>Bully Catastrovania by buying an ice-cream and eating while she watch.
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>>4556203
>>You don’t need to do anything special, just go to the station. She only needs to rest.
Don't enable her fatness
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>>4556209
This
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>>4556203
>>You don’t need to do anything special, just go to the station. She only needs to rest.
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>>4556203
>You don’t need to do anything special, just go to the station. She only needs to rest.

Maybe we should compliment Siske on pushing herself? Hopefully she'll get motivated to stop being such a /fit/let and embrace the glory of sick gainz while she's maintaining our house, instead of becoming a couch potato.
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>>4556095
I have this strange feeling that by the end of this, Vender is going to face us in a vacuum suit. Both because the guy seems the sort to do it, and also to keep all his insides inside with how much we keep beating him.
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>>4556288
Painting exercise as something she might want to do seems like a good idea. We can motivate her by saying that unless she does something next time Vender comes for her she won't be able to get away if things stay the same.
Make her a schedule to follow. If she objects or complains say that she has never tried doing anything even near like this before and everything else has been a disaster, but now she has a chance to shift gears. Schedule could be something like:
-Do a lap around the apartment block every day with more laps over time.
-Visit neighbor Berenice's for lunch and non physical work sewing.
-Rest of the day is for leisure or studying online.

We do have to call Berenice ahead of Siske and let her know that her new neighbor is a recovering abuse victim abuser being Vender and who is struggling to overcome their selfishness and ask if Berenice could help out.
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>>4556203
>You don’t need to do anything special, just go to the station. She only needs to rest.
Backing >>4556288, also maybe Al can consider >>4556316?
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>>4556316
>>4556335
We should do it not to just help Siske, but to fuck over Vender as much as we can.
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>>4556316
If were gonna do this do not forget to drill into her to not fuck things up with Berenice and her husband, we can forgive what she did with us but messing or fucking with them is unforgivable.
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>>4556383
I believe we should say that regardless if she is crashing at our pad. By being in their proximity alone could fuck them over if we don't stress this.
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So during the rest of the trip, you told Catastrovania what happened with Vender, it was a short story. Cat was malignantly proud of your actions, and she’s glad you left unscathed. You think Siske heard it all as well, but you can’t be sure.

At the train station, Siske still wasn’t fully recovered to move around, so instead you had to go buy her ticket. Sadly, said train is going to depart in 40 minutes. Good news is that once you came back, Siske had enough strength to talk and walk around, but that’s as far as she can go for now. Worried that she might get herself in trouble again, you decided to wait for her train to depart with her. You three are waiting at the lobby, it’s a nice yet innocuous place to be in with a decent amount of people waiting as well.

Aww… I wish I had enough strength to be hugging Catty Cat Cat now…” Siske laments as she’s the only one sitting down, she has her stuff in a new trash bag by her side.

“I’m glad you don’t! You reminds me of certain someone who has those DISGUSTING tendencies, though I never experienced this torture firsthand until now…” Catastrovania reveals a little bit about her traumatic encounters.

“Though, I find it commendable how much you pushed yourself today, Siske. You displayed great resilience, so keep it up.” You compliment Siske for how much she ran for a blob.

“Ha, ha, real funny, Allie…” Siske thinks you’re making fun of her and gets a little embarrassed. “I dropped down like a sack of potatoes after, like, a minute of running.”

“I’m serious. With that commitment you’ll get far if you promise yourself to lose weight.” It’s never easy at the start.

“F-Fine, I’ll do what I can, but d-don’t act like I enjoy being like this, you know why this happened…” Siske doesn’t sound fully committed.

“You don’t get to this point if you don’t love indulging yourself far too much.” You can tell by her attitude, posture and train of thought, that she has become far too lazy. “But that’s not the point, Siske. You won’t be able to get away from Vender if things stay the same. A healthier lifestyle is just a bonus.”

“I know that, Allie. I’m not stupid... I-I’m just pathetic…” Siske The Stupid rolls her eyes as her cheeks turn red. “Geez, I’m not used to anyone being this worried about me. I’ll do whatever the hell you want, r-relax.”

“Good, let’s build you a schedule then.” You pull out your phone to write it down.

“A schedule? A bit much, isn’t it? But I get it! If you want me back at my hottest, you only had to ask, Allie-Cutey!” Siske gives you a playful look. It’s disgusting. “Hey, i-it’s just a joke, you don’t have to give me that look…” Siske looks hurt.

“What did you expect…?” Catastrovania knows how things work.
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>>4556849

And so, you built Siske a routine to follow every day. She’ll lap around the apartment block, adding more laps over time. She’ll visit your lovely neighbor Berenice for lunch and non-physical sewing work. And the rest of the day she will use for leisure and to continue studying online, the latter being what you strongly suggested her to do. Basically, the routine you had at the very beginning of this adventure.

“…Again, don’t do anything bad to Berenice or Boris, I can forgive you about what you did to me, but messing with them is unforgivable. Got it?” You make it painfully clear again. You’ll have to call Berenice about the new neighbor they are going to get and what kind of person she is. You already owe them a lot, but this might break the bank…

“Y-Yes, Allie! I won’t disappoint you!” Siske is being more obedient now.

“I kinda want to meet them, they sound nice.” This whole conversation sparked Catastrovania’s interest. “Hey Siske, your train is leaving soon…”

“I’ll carry your stuff.” You grab the trash bag. “Let’s go.”

“Mhm…” Siske struggles to stand up.

You all walk to the boarding area. In front of you is the parting Hamje Southeast Train, one of the stops is Laoling, this machine will take Siske home. Other people are getting inside, but there is no rush. Siske is in front of you and Catastrovania, her back a few feet from one of the entrances.

“Here is your ticket, my keys, some money, and a map with my direction on it. I texted you the address just in case as well.” You hand all the stuff to Siske.

“You know you didn’t need to wait for the last moment to hand me all this stuff, right…?” Siske knows you don’t fully trust her.

“Can you blame me?” You deadpan.

“Guess not.” Siske chuckles. There is a strange melancholic air coming from her. “Catty Cat Cat, you’re so adorbs, I want to hug you again one last time before I go, but I only have the strength to carry my bag. So could you—?”

No.” Catastrovania hides behind you.

“…Didn’t hurt to ask. You’re so lucky you’re a cutesy.” Siske isn’t pleased.

“Take care anyway…” That’s the best she’ll ever get from Cat.

“Thanks…” Siske now turns to you. “This is it, Allie. I’m leaving. Please, give Maggie my thanks.”
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>>4556850

How do you respond?

>Hug her. Pretend you care greatly about her. Show everyone your level 1 Acting.
>“Good luck over there, I believe you can change.” Try to encourage her to do better.
>“Don’t make me regret this.” One last threat before she leaves you in peace for good.
>“Bye.” No need for sentimentality for her of all people.
>Write In.
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>>4556855
>>“Good luck over there, I believe you can change.” Try to encourage her to do better.
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>>4556855
>>Hug her. Pretend you care greatly about her. Show everyone your level 1 Acting.
Hold back the sick until train is out of sight and then hurl into a trashcan.
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>>4556850
>“Good luck over there, I believe you can change.” Try to encourage her to do better.
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>>4556850
>>“Good luck over there, I believe you can change.” Try to encourage her to do better.
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>>4556897
You know what changing to this
>>>Hug her. Pretend you care greatly about her. Show everyone your level 1 Acting.
Let's give her a good bye. Don't forget to say you believe she can change for the best and do not give up.
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>>4556855
>Hug her. Pretend you care greatly about her. Show everyone your level 1 Acting.

I'm all for training our acting ability. Plus, this will only further encourage fatty to get back into shape.
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>>4556855
>>Hug her. Pretend you care greatly about her. Show everyone your level 1 Acting.
We forced Cat to be hugged, so now it's our turn to suffer.
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>>4556855
>>“Good luck over there, I believe you can change.” Try to encourage her to do better.
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>>4556855
>>“Good luck over there, I believe you can change.” Try to encourage her to do better.
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(Sorry! I'll ignore the tie this time 'cause I spend a lot of time drawing and I didn't want to waste it. Sorry again...)

Sometimes you need to make great sacrifices to accomplish your goals. You’ll pretend to care greatly for her using your level 1 Acting. With the grace of the crane of a Prize Claw Machine, you get closer to Siske and hug her to everyone’s surprise…

“AAAH!?” Catastrovania can’t believe her eyes, she’s looking around for an explanation.

“Good luck over there, I believe you can change.” You manifest to Siske. “Please, do not give up.”

“Allie…” Siske drops her stuff and hugs you back. She feels sweaty and mushy, like a recently chewed bubblegum. It makes you want to puke. “A-Allie, I’m sorry…! I’m sowwy for everything I did! I don’t understand how you can forgive me! I’m a monster…! I don’t deserve any of this!” Siske is doing everything in her power to not cry.

“You don’t have to apologize, it’s fine.” That’s sounding more robotic than you intended, but Siske doesn’t seem to give a crap.
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>>4557231

“Allie, thaaank you for giving me another chance…! Thank you… Allie… Thank you...!” Siske is holding you tight, she’s finding more strength. “I w-was so wrong about you! I won’t disappoint you… I promise… I promise.”

“T-This is not really happening, is it…?” Catastrovania wants to reject reality.

You have to go…” Your voice comes out like you have lung cancer. You grab her by the arms and gently move her away, leaving both hands on her. You couldn’t handle this much longer...

“Allie, this scar from this point onwards has a new meaning…” Siske blushes as she holds her hands with bliss. “You’re my savior…”

Yeah, that’s great, but we don’t have much time…” You sound like you’re on your deathbed. Your message will be more effective if you take your hands off her, but you’re paralyzed.

“Allie, I just realized… that I love you.” Siske blushes and warmly smiles at you.
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“AAAAAAAH!” Catastrovania explodes herself.

“…” You cannot compute. You cannot continue. You cannot continue. You cannot continue.

“Alfred…”

Siske goes over to you and passionately kisses you on the lips.
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“I know you weren’t expecting that, Allie! I know you don’t think much of me, but I’ll become a woman you can fall in love with!” Siske starts walking away. “Also, don’t worry, I know Maggie wouldn’t mind sharing! Hehe!”

“…………………...” Alfred has stopped thinking.

“Take care!” Siske was too embarrassed to look back at Alfred as she boarded the train.








Minutes pass without Alfred moving from his spot, Catastrovania recovers from her own shock and gets closer to the vengeful man.

“A-Al… A-Are you okay…?” To say Catastrovania is worried would be an understatement.

“………..” Alfred does not move. He can’t reboot his system.

“A-Al, are you cryin’…?” Catastrovania realizes. “W-Wait, that’s blood…! Wait, you’re crying blood?!”

“…………………” Alfred drops down onto his knees and starts puking blood as well.

“Al! D-Don’t die on me…! A-Al! Al!” Catastrovania shakes the ex-shopkeeper to make him snap, but nothing happens.



Alfred has collapsed.



You reached level 5 of the deceiving art of acting, but at what cost…?


Who do you want to play as?

>Yourself, Alfred Brown.
>Margaret Duchemin.
>Masen Reid.
>Catastrovania Strifaust Morituros IX.
>Bruce Auburn.
>Odetta Larsen.

(Last Reply of the day. Don't know when we will continue, I'm planning on taking a day off between tomorrow to Saturday, don't know which.)
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>>4557239
>Odetta Larsen.
Partially because I wanna see the group's reaction when Cat comes dragging our ass back and explains what happened.
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>>4557239
Damn sorry Alfred my boy, never thought Siske would act in such a way, also voting for:
>Masen Reid.
And till sunday, or maybe a little early QM, rest well.
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>>4557239
>Bruce Auburn
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>>4557239
>Odetta Larsen.
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>>4557239
>>Masen Reid.
Complete shift of focus interests me. Let's see if Masen can help out some way during the escape or after it.
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>>4557239
>Masen Reid.
Time for a nice perspective and location change
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>>4557239
>Margaret Duchemin.
Knowing it won't work
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>>4557239
>Odetta Larsen.
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>>4557239
>>Masen Reid.
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>>4557239
>Yourself, Alfred Brown
We play now as Punished Alfred.
https://youtu.be/7XmDYJBZZdc
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Meanwhile in Laoling...

Your name is Masen Reid. You’re currently a prisoner of some mafia you were trying to run from because you found out the identity of their leader by chance and they want to keep it a secret at all costs. You were captured with your father, but you’re inside a cell all on your own, they take him out during the day to interrogate him. He refuses to disclose to you what they do to him, but he comes back every night to sleep and in not the best of shapes. The only thing he has told is to train, so you pass your time exercising.

From what you gathered, you’re being used to blackmail two of your new friends named Alfred and Maggie for some reason. You have no idea why they’re doing this all for you after betraying them at one point, but all you want is to repay their kindness.

Again, you’re trapped inside a cell, there are 3 in this room and they have the stuff a normal prison cell would have. Usually there is a pair of guys making rounds to keep an eye on you, but even if they were here, they don’t care one bit about what you do.

…Well, except today there is another prisoner.

“Kid, I have a plan! Just listen to me and we can both get out!” The other prisoner has tried to convince you of joining his dream project.

“I told you over and over again, they have my dad, if I leave, he’s gonna be toast.” You don’t mind explaining this over and over again though, you miss talking to people.

“I just said he works for ‘em, he’s bamboozling you! No idea why!” The prisoner has a short fuse.

“C’mon, you know I can’t believe that…” You’re not stupid. You’re impulsive. That’s different.

“Once I find my way out of here, you’re going to be so sorry.” The prisoner taunts.

“Why can’t you wait for my dad to join us…?” You’re still stupefied by his stubbornness.

“He’s a snitch! I told ya! I don’t want a free beatin’, yo!” He’s a good actor, you’re going to give him that.

Violently the door to the room opens, like someone trying to prove a point, and the mysterious man comes inside once again. He has brought you quality food during the last few days and has asked you repeatedly to tell him where Maggie and Alfred are.

“Here.” He only brings a meal for you.

“Fucker, that’s Zama! What the fuck is he doing here?” The other prisoner looks dumbfounded. “Wait, you didn’t bring me a plate too?”

“Please be quiet.” Zama gives the other prisoner a fierce look. “Here. Feel free to eat.”

“Thank you.” You grab the tray and dig in.

“Please, tell me where your collaborators are.” Zama keeps asking over and over again.

How do you respond?

>“Ngghgnhg…” You’re still eating! You can’t talk!
>“I don’t know where they are and even if I knew, I wouldn’t tell you.” You won’t betray them again.
>“Sure, if you get me out of here.” Lie. Lie. Lie.
>Write In.
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>>4558957
>>“I don’t know where they are and even if I knew, I wouldn’t tell you.” You won’t betray them again.
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>>4558957
>“I don’t know where they are and even if I knew, I wouldn’t tell you.” You won’t betray them again..
AYYYY, IT'S BASEN RAD TIME BABY!
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>>4558957
>“I don’t know where they are and even if I knew, I wouldn’t tell you.” You won’t betray them again.
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“I don’t know where they are and even if I knew, I wouldn’t tell you.” The only reason you’re alive right now is because of them, you’re not going to betray them even if your life depended on it.

“You speak clearly even with your mouth full, I’ve never seen something like that before.” Zama is surprised by something stupid. He sits down on the ground, directly in front of you. “I would’ve loved to have someone as trustworthy as you working alongside me.”

“Aren’t bootlickers enough for ya’?!” The other prisoner retorts.

“Is there anything wrong praising someone for their courage?” Zama sounds confused.

“Who gives a damn about a cockroach’s words?” Why does this asshole think you care about what he thinks?

“Well, don’t look down on it, the cockroach might’ve gone to college.” Zama is very casual about this. He has never stayed this long after giving your food before. Does he think he has earned your trust or something? He’s far more stupid than you thought.

“Y-You went to college…?” The other prisoner wonders.

“I have not. It would be a nice thought if cockroaches went to college…” Zama thinks it over. “Well, I’m sure they do, but not to study.”

“Why are you doing this? Why are you being so casual?” You don’t understand what his deal is.

“Frankly, I’m tired of talking to my people, I’m getting nowhere with them. I need new perspectives and I have you two, we’re facing a roadblock and I don’t know what to do.” Zama doesn’t seem to lie. But you don’t need to care.

“And why should we give a shit about what’s troublin’ ya? Why do we need to help the enemy?!” The other prisoner really sounds pissed. “I’m not interested!”

“Yeah, there is no reason.” Zama starts playing with his cigarette between his fingers. You have never seen him actually smoke one…

What do you do?

>He is close to you, grab his throat.
>“Do we get anything for helping?” Work out a deal.
>“I’m not interested either, just get the hell out of here.” You need to keep training.
>Write In.
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>>4559006
>>“Do we get anything for helping?” Work out a deal.
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>>4559006
>“Do we get anything for helping?” Work out a deal
worth a shot.
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>>4559006
>“I’m not interested either, just get the hell out of here.” You need to keep training.
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>>4559006
>“Do we get anything for helping?” Work out a deal.
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>>4559006
>“Do we get anything for helping?” Work out a deal.
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“Do we get anything for helping?” You’ll work out a deal if possible. Getting nothing at this point would be beyond insulting.

“Yes, of course, what do you have in mind? Be sensible, it has to be within the realm of what’s possible in my position. You’re being kept here by the head of the entire family, I can’t go against his explicit orders.” Zama is willing to give you a nice offer.

“Don’t listen to him! He’s as untrustworthy as they come! He’s the head of the Vatalaro Family, a subsidiary of the Min-Hu Alliance as a whole! He’s as much responsible for keeping you here as anyone else!” The prisoner shouts. You imagine he was a pretty big shot just by how the other guards reacted to him.

“Yes, I never had the intention of hiding those facts. I give you my word that I’ll fulfill my part of the deal.” Zama bows his head down towards you.

“There is no honor among criminals, big guy. Don’t regret it later.” The other prisoner walks further inside his cell, he appears to have lost his interest.

“I suppose I won’t get your cooperation then...” Zama says to the other guy. He turns to you. “What do you want for helping me out here?” He cordially wonders.

How do you respond?

>“Forget it, the other guy is right. I can’t trust you.” You’ll side with your fellow prisoner.
>“I would like to know what they are doing to my father up there.” You want to know the truth.
>“I want to make a phone call, and I want the phone destroyed after.” You’ll contact Alfred and Maggie.
>“I want to meet your leader.” If you know that, maybe you could escape with the other guy and then…
>Write In.
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>>4559050
>>“I want to meet your leader.” If you know that, maybe you could escape with the other guy and then…
Worth a try
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>>4559050
>“I would like to know what they are doing to my father up there.” You want to know the truth.
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>>4559050
>“I want to meet your leader.” If you know that, maybe you could escape with the other guy and then…
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>>4559050
>“I would like to know what they are doing to my father up there.” You want to know the truth.
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>>4559050
>>Write In.
"I want to know why you want Al and company?"
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>>4559050
>“I want to meet your leader.” If you know that, maybe you could escape with the other guy and then…
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>>4559069
Change to
>“I would like to know what they are doing to my father up there.” You want to know the truth.
Leader might do shit to us
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“I would like to know what they are doing to my father up there.” You get all serious. You might look stupid, but you’re taking this seriously…

“I already told you the truth. Why are you wasting this opportunity?” The other prisoner can’t help himself and butts in.

“You think I can believe it just like that…?” You point out no matter how much he believes he’s telling the truth; you still trust your father more than a stranger.

“Sounds good. Would you like me to just tell you or bring evidence as well?” Zama wonders.

“This guy won’t believe shit without a picture or somethin’, so you must.” The other prisoner knows how this works.

“You’re not wrong in this case.” You would laugh but you want to maintain your seriousness.

“You won’t like what I’m going to show you later, that I can say for certain…” Zama sighs. He stands up and walks towards the exit. “I’m going to gather the evidence. I’ll be back in a few.” He shows you his phone and then leaves the room.

You hear the prisoner rattle the bars as he gets closer to get your attention, for the first time you have a clear look at him…

“I’m telling you, kid. This is a giant wasted opportunity. Once you’re part of this world, you can’t leave. That’s your old man’s tale.” The other prisoner sighs. “Look, we’re both in this together, we’re bros basically, so all I’m asking is for you to restrain that bastard just for 5 seconds and I’ll promise you that I’ll get us both out of here…!”

How do you respond?

>“If you’re right, I’ll hold him. If you’re not, I’m not doing a thing.”
>“Sorry, but I’m not your bro. Staying here guarantees my dad and friends’ safety too, so I can’t leave even if I want to.”
>“Stop thinking about escaping, it’s not going to happen.”
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the day, we continue tomorrow.)
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>>4559166
>"What makes you so sure what you have up your sleeve is good enough? Tell me a bit about it? You don't have much to lose."
>"If what you have is so useful, then why do you need my help handling this? And what are you planning to do after you get out of this room?"
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>>4559175
Supporting. We maybe a big dude, but not exactly dumb
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>>4559175
support.
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>>4559166

Sorry, everyone, something came up, we're continuing tomorrow. :c
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>>4559175
Supporting
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>>4559175
+1
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“What makes you so sure that what you have up your sleeve is good enough? Tell me about it, you don’t have much to lose.” You won’t do anything risky without knowing the odds.

“I-I don’t think we have time to explain, we’re bros, believe me!” The other prisoner won’t tell you that easily.

“I think you’re underestimating how much time we have left, but you’re right, I should believe you… Wait, we’re not bros!” You won’t be fooled! “If what you have is so useful, then why do you need my help handling this?”

“I need you to hold him still so I can snatch the key from him, I just need a couple of seconds. All the important rooms in this building have an unique lock that only a few people have! Even if we manage to break out of these cells, we’ll be stuck since those things are so sturdy. That’s why I need you, bro.” The prisoner explains himself at last.

“S-Stop calling me bro…” You don’t even know his name.

“Prison breaking together will make us bros, bro.” He believes in you in a phony way.

“Don’t take it for granted!” You complain. “And what are you planning to do after you get out of this room?”

“Stopping a war from happening.” Your ‘bro’ replies.

“A w-what…?!” You don’t know what he’s talking about.

“Yes, within the Min-Hu Alliance! But it will have repercussions throughout the whole country! Pay attention ‘cause I’m not sayin’ this twice…” Your cellmate gets serious and begins his monologue…

Your fellow prisoner (his name is Clyde) explains that the Min-Hu Alliance is on the verge of an internal war for its leadership again. After their previous leader died from choking on some broccoli, the two most important factions within the Alliance were in conflict for power: The Vatalaro Family and the Traditionalists. One led by the man you just met Zama Vatalaro, and the other by Penelope Don Sato respectively.

Strength wise, the Min-Hu Alliance is just a small fry in the world of organized crime and that’s being generous. They usually hold 30 men strong at best. Their importance comes from its territory Laoling and its country-known holiday: The Red Emitter Dance.

For some reason, every year, the old leaders of the Rokyo Clan (Historically, the biggest mafia organization across the country located primarily in the capital.) always come over to celebrate the holiday. And use it as a neutral meeting place with other leaders. Which is the reason why for a long time they funneled money to the Min-Hu Alliance and had an amicable relationship.

With the recent change of heads in the Rokyo Clan, and subsequently becoming the Youhao Clan, they offered to make the Min-Hu Alliance a part of their clan as another subsidiary organization. The previous leader didn’t take the offer kindly and rejected it, not trusting the new direction they were taking after dropping their values with the new name and other minor things.
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That’s when Zama Vatalaro joined the Min-Hu Alliance and became a powerful figurehead quickly with his efficiency, earning the trust of their leader and creating the Vatalaro Family. Then he started to take over territory in Topakasa and grew in size. Eventually becoming thrice as big as they originally were. After their leader’s death, the traditionalists found out he was getting its resources from the Youhao Clan, and also believed their leader was killed.

Once the news was known, Zama had the intention of taking over the whole family and merging it with the Youhao Clan. Penelope Don Sato was against it, trying to hold up the values of what their previous leader left with them, but she had no more sway than the opposite leader.

The odds were against the Traditionalists, and even if they weren’t, Penelope Don Sato wasn’t interested in fighting a pointless war. The Min-Hu Alliance is known for being a facilitator for other organizations, to make deals, move stuff around and be an impartial judge between them. So having this level of infighting could destroy its reputation.

She was clever enough to find an heir to take over the Alliance and remain autonomous. Supposedly, there was none, but Penelope found a close enough cousin in the family tree to make this work and gain some time. But their plan backfired as the new leader just made everything more difficult because he wasn’t interested in the position at all, and his erratic orders just complicated everything for both factions.

What actually nobody knows except for Clyde here, is that the reason Zama Vatalaro wants to take over the Min-Hu Alliance is to prepare everything for an eventual assassination of the leader of the Youhao Clan once they use Laoling as the meeting point for one of their negotiations in the near future. The repercussions of said act are so astronomically big, Clyde isn’t even sure what could happen, it could mean a war between all mafia gangs around the country at the very least.
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“H-How do you know all of this?” You were far more entertained by his storytelling than you expected.

“I used to work for the Traditionalists before they moved me to the Vatalaro Family, I overheard some stuff here and there at first. I wasn’t planning on betraying ‘em, but they betrayed me first! I overshared some information with a journalist guy, and when they found out, they threw me to the lion’s den! They set me up to get beaten by some asshole kid. Shit, my brain hasn't worked so good anymore since then…” Clyde doesn’t sound like a clever guy. You assume that kid he’s talking about is that sack of shit Aleister. “I was so super mad, so I told the journalist guy I would help him get all the info he needed, so they can go to hell! I sneaked around here and there and found out everything, I’m pretty good at it… Now if I don’t do anything, it will be a disaster, and preventing a disaster sounds like the coolest shit. I just need to meet up with Penelope, the Vatalaro Family is in shambles right now, so it’s the perfect time to strike!”

“So you’re a snitch? I can’t be bros with a snitch…” You have some principles.

“Hey, bro, I didn’t do it on purpose! Besides, they backstabbed me first…!” Clyde looks offended by your comment. You two hear someone rattling on the door. “Fuck, that must be Zama. I’m trusting you, bro!”

The door opens and you hear Zama going down the steps, he holds his phone up and shakes it, like showing that it’s ready for you.

“Here is what you want.” Zama makes it more painfully obvious as he gets closer. “Now, let’s chat together.”

How do you respond?

>“Show it to me first, then we’ll talk.” You’re not doing anything until he does.
>“Get closer, show me something first so I can believe you.” You’ll grab him like Clyde wants.
>“Sure, let’s talk.” Fulfill your part of the deal first.
>Write In.
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>>4561552
>>“Show it to me first, then we’ll talk.” You’re not doing anything until he does.
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>>4561552
>>“Show it to me first, then we’ll talk.” You’re not doing anything until he does.
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>>4561552
>“Show it to me first, then we’ll talk.” You’re not doing anything until he does.
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>>4561552
>“Show it to me first, then we’ll talk.” You’re not doing anything until he does.
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“Show it to me first, then we’ll talk.” You won’t do anything for Zama until he actually does something for you.

“I have good reason to believe that after I show you this, you won’t feel like talking in general.” Zama is making you worry. “And if I don’t get my part of the deal, this is pointless.”

“I can say the same thing.” You retort.

“Can’t you tell that this guy is worried about his father? Don’t you have a heart, man?” Clyde objects in your favor as he sees the stalemate emerging.

“I have a job to worry about first and foremost, my life depends on it.” Zama won’t cooperate easily with you, what a bastard.

“Don’t be so hard on yourself, believe me, no one is gonna miss you.” Clyde chuckles.

“That is true.” Zama has no qualms about his position. “Since you’re emotionally invested in this, I’ll make a deal with you as well. I’ll show him the tape right now if you agree to chat with me if he’s incapable of doing so.”

“T-This counts as my only wish…?” Clyde doesn’t look sure of himself.

“It’s not a wish, it’s a favor.” Zama clarifies.

“Either way, fine! Whatever makes you do what’s right!” Clyde is confident about something.

“Here…” Zama makes the phone slide between the bars deep into your cell from where he was. “I was afraid I was going to mess that up.”

“H-Hey, that’s not how you hand people stuff! Didn’t your momma teach you any manners?!” Clyde gets angry on your behalf.

“Too late for her to teach me, she’s dead.” Zama again is emotionless.

“Oh shit, I’m sorry, pal…” Clyde feels bad for Zama. He’s not a bright guy.

“It’s no problem.” Zama doesn’t mind at all. “I had to do that for my own safety, I can’t get that close to you both. You can keep the phone, you can’t get any signal from here, I think it has a couple of games, I’ll inform the guards so that they don’t take it from you.”

“Right…” You grab the phone and first and foremost, you look at the time and date. It’s 10 PM, you’ve been locked up here for almost 2 weeks… Now, it’s time to watch the video.
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>>4561600

It shows your dad all tied up in front of a barrel full of water, they repeatedly put his face inside it for a long period of time, then out of it and ask him to tell them what they want to know. He just shakes his head every time, and every time he fails to answer, someone punches him. It keeps going until your dad realizes he’s being taped.

“B-Blow me, ya shits. I’m not tellin’ you crap, ya fucks…” He grins towards the camera as blood comes out of his mouth. “Over my dead body will I tell you shit…” He kisses towards the camera.

The video continues being more of the same, you had to stop there…

“Dad…” You’re trying to contain the tears.

“T-That doesn’t sound any good…” Clyde is slowly realizing that you were right.

“Are you willing to talk to me?” Zama doesn’t have any hope that you will.

What do you do?

>“Here, I don’t want this crap…” Try to hand him back the phone, if he gets any closer, you’ll grab the fuck.
>“Yeah, sure.” You’ll control your emotions just like your mom always tells you.
>“You heard my dad, over my dead body will I tell you shit.” You won’t play his game.
>Write In.
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>>4561602
>“Yeah, sure.” You’ll control your emotions just like your mom always tells you.
Better for us to control the conversation than Clyde. Plus, maybe we can earn some trust?
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>>4561602
>>“Yeah, sure.” You’ll control your emotions just like your mom always tells you.

We can do stuff with phone, if it has metal parts A SHANK
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>>4561602
>“Yeah, sure.” You’ll control your emotions just like your mom always tells you.
If we know what he wants our opinion over for, we might be able to use it later.
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>>4561602
>“Yeah, sure.” You’ll control your emotions just like your mom always tells you.
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>>4561602
>“Yeah, sure.” You’ll control your emotions just like your mom always tells you.
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“Y-Yeah, sure.” You’re going to control your emotions just like your mom always says. “Just give me a moment.”

“Take your time.” Zama grabs a chair and sits down.

“Hey big guy, sorry about everything I said about your dad…” Clyde takes the time to apologize. “I’m not used to, y’know, people being decent.”

“Don’t worry about it, man.” You’re proud to be his son.

“I wish I could give you some encouraging words, but you’ll just think I’m sounding facetious.” Zama simultaneously realizes and doesn’t realize that he needs to keep his mouth shut.

“Feel free to say whatever you wanna say, how people come across to me hasn’t stopped anyone from telling me what they think, I can take it.” You’re a big man. “Just keep in mind that you’re not going to get away with this, none of you guys are. I don’t believe in justice, but I believe I will grab you all by the throat, drag your faces through the ground and make you all reach hell.”

“Don’t make hefty promises, they can backfire.” Zama isn’t afraid or confident of what he said. “Then shall we start?”

“Hey, he just told you he’s gonna kill ya and you don’t give a half of a rat’s ass?!” Clyde is concerned.

“After what I’ve done, I cannot help how he feels about me, I don’t know how to feel about myself. I remain composed but when I look at him, I know those are not the eyes of a murderer, it’s far more unsettling, he merely wants to see me suffer.” Zama sounds concerned. “Anyway, let’s move on…”

“Yeah.” You nod.
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>>4561679

“I have lost many of my men to one guy. He’s an unstoppable force who I can’t deal with directly. Every day for a long time, he just kept disrupting our operations no matter what we do. So I made the decision to make everyone lay low and try to conserve our resources, albeit far too late. Still, I know I have what it takes to go through my plans… But one part is uncertain, everything that has to do with your collaborators.” Zama asks once again about Al and Maggie… “Which side are they on? If I want to get rid of our leader, what would they do?”

“W-Wait, you’re just admitting that you want him d-dead?!” Clyde can’t believe it.

“You already know that. So why would that concern me?” Zama tilts his head. “I know our leader is using you to blackmail them, but to do what exactly? Were they hired to get rid of me? And what would they do if I let you and your father escape? Would they forget his whole thing happened? They took down one of my best men, so I know they are capable of posing a threat. But I just need to know a little bit…”

“I know why you wanted to talk to me.” You can take a wild guess about them.

“In the end, I have 2 questions… Will they interfere with my plans? What would they do if I let you free? Give me your thoughts.” Zama wants to listen.

Do you think Al and Maggie will interfere with Zama’s plans?

>No. They have nothing to do with this and they don’t know about Zama at all.
>Yes. But that’ll be a side-effect of what they are trying to accomplish.
>Yes. They are being blackmailed by the Min-Hu Boss after all. They don’t get to choose.
>Write In.

What would they do if Zama sets you free?

>Get rid of Aleister in peace.
>Have their revenge on the Min-Hu Alliance.
>Be grateful to Zama and help him out.
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the day, we continue tomorrow.)
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>>4561681
>>No. They have nothing to do with this and they don’t know about Zama at all.
>Get rid of Aleister in peace.
Stress the fact that the only goal of his group is to beat up Aleister cause he's a dick and that everything involving the mafia was accidental
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>>4561681
>Yes. But that’ll be a side-effect of what they are trying to accomplish.
>Get rid of Aleister in peace.

They may be grateful, they may not. But they won't be directly trying to fuck with you then.
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>>4561681
>No. They have nothing to do with this and they don’t know about Zama at all.
>Get rid of Aleister in peace.
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>>4561683
+1
It'll change things if Zama himself contacts Alfred and co. to give them the rundown. Isolated and out of the loop regarding the mafia stuff happening in secret, Alfred's only goal is to kill Aleister at all costs. Then again, escaping from under the Min-Hu boss's thumb is a side-goal, isn't it? Does Masen know about the Min-Hu boss blackmailing Alfred with the phone call? If not, then that also changes things on this end of the plot.
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>>4561681
>>4561683
This.
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You give him your thoughts; you don’t believe they have anything to do with this and they don’t know or care about Zama at all – the only thing they want is to get rid of Aleister Price in peace. You stress the fact that their only goal is to beat up Aleister ‘cause he’s a massive dick and that everything involving the mafia is accidental.

Zama looks right into your eyes, waiting for them to waver or any sort of clue to distrust your words. You’re convinced that what you said it’s true, so if he gets the wrong idea it is because of his own paranoia. Zama sighs…

“If my men weren’t resting to heal their wounds, all this waiting would’ve been a waste of time…” Zama can’t believe what he’s hearing. “Are they strong enough to beat up Aleister?”

“We were training to do that!” You know for sure Aleister is getting beaten, it’s just a matter of time.

“Oi, that guy is not human! Unless you had a shotgun, I don’t think any amount of training can do anythin’ to him.” Clyde gets hung up on that point.

“If I heard another person praise that squared faced bastard, I’m going to break their face.” You retort.

“Y-You got the right spirit though…!” Clyde looks nervous. Hey, you finally look threatening! In other circumstances, that would be something to celebrate for.

“Masen Reid, as the head of the Vatalaro Family, I humbly apologize to you and your family for everything we have done to you.” Zama bows down to look as apologetic as he can.

“Huh?!” Clyde doesn’t not believe what is happening.

“Isn’t it a little late for something like that?” After all you and your dad have gone through, he needs to do far more than that to even think about letting this go in some form.

“It’s never late to work out a deal.” Zama has a plan…

Zama is offering one last deal: He will immediately grant you and your dad your freedom if you convince Al and Maggie not to follow the Min-Hu boss’ orders, whatever those might be. That simple. Sounds too good to be true…

“D-Don’t do it, bro…! T-There is somethin’ fishy goin’ on here!” Clyde starts shaking his cell’s bars.
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>>4562438

Out of the blue, someone bursts inside the room, it’s some random thug in anguish.

“B-Boss! TERRIBLE NEWS!” The guy shouts all scared.

“What is it? Be quick, I’m in the middle of something. I don’t mind these two listening.” Zama doesn’t want to be interrupted.

“A-Aleister Price has declared war on us…! He s-says he’s coming to destroy this whole place and recover the bucket! Like, literally!” The thug shouts.

“B-But we don’t have that stupid bucket… What is he talking about?” Zama is confused and worried.

“Sir, it’s not like we can reason with him! W-What are we going to do…?! He’s going to ruin everything!” The thug is having a meltdown. “I don’t know when, in the same message he says he’s coming here either tomorrow or the day after, or even the day after that! Or during the week!”

“S-Sounds like an absentminded guy...” Zama shakes his head. “We have no other option but to go with our plans as soon as possible.”

“But we can’t prepare everything in a day! What are we going to do?! Nobody can stop him…!”

“Stop him…?” Zama fixes his eyes on you. “You said you were training to defeat him, correct? Masen, I’ll need your collaborators to deal with Aleister and gain us enough time. I’ll grant you and your father’s freedom back after that. I promise.”

How do you respond?!

>“This deal is awful, no.” You’re not stupid.
>“I want you to let Clyde free too immediately.”
>“I accept. I’ll convince them.” Two birds with one stone and whatnot.
>Write In.
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>>4562441
>>“I accept. I’ll convince them.” Two birds with one stone and whatnot.
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>>4562441
>“I accept. I’ll convince them.” Two birds with one stone and whatnot.
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>>4562441
>“I want you to let Clyde free too immediately.”
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>>4562441
>“I accept. I’ll convince them.” Two birds with one stone and whatnot
Things are speeding up
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“I accept. I’ll convince them.” You believe everything is coming together.

“G-Gah!” Clyde can’t believe you’re going with this.

“Excellent. I’ll get everything ready to get the call going, I’ll be back in an hour or so. I need to deal with the chaos that must be upstairs…” Zama must think everything is turning out for the better now.

You hope Al and Maggie are ready to do this…!
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>>4562519

Meanwhile in Hamje…

[DAY 23/MONDAY]

You open your eyes still disoriented about what happened, every second awake makes you realize the nightmare you just experienced is real. Your memories are forever tainted by that moment. These scars will never heal. God is dead and soon you will all follow. You won’t talk about it or you’ll have another existential crisis…

You feel weak, your head feels heavy and your throat is soar… You check your phone and it’s past 3:00 AM. It’s late. You look around and become aware that you’re back at your apartment, and in the living room for that matter. You’re the centerpiece of a new slumber party, everyone using you as a pillow. Your teammates appear to have followed your methods for intensive care, it makes you happy in a strange way. You never expected to be on the receiving end of this treatment…

You didn’t want to worry them to this extent.

“Hey country boy, you wanna talk outside, or do you wanna rest…?” Odetta realized you’re awake.

How do you respond?

>“Why am I alive?” Ponder before going back to sleep.
>“Sure…” You need some fresh air.
>“In the morning we’ll talk…” You need to take care of your body.
>Write In.
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>>4562522
>>“Sure…” You need some fresh air.
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>>4562522
>“Sure…” You need some fresh air.
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>>4562522
>“Why am I alive?” Ponder before going back to sleep.
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>>4562522
>“Sure…” You need some fresh air
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>>4562522
>“Sure…” You need some fresh air.
Memory, please fail us now! We'll never forget, this is some WW1 shellshock shit.
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>>4562522
>>Write In.
>“Why am I alive?”
>“Sure…” You need some fresh air.
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“Sure…” You need some fresh air. You gently put Bruce to the side, then move Maggie out of the way.

“Easy there, you’re not in great shape.” Odetta wants you to be careful.

“Look who’s talking…” You stand up and start stretching.

“Y’know I’m right, blockhead.” Odetta didn’t like your sassiness. “Let’s go…”


It’s a beautiful starry night outside. It must be a signal of great days coming after the tragedy that was yesterday. Odetta is leaning on the railing, while you’re standing next to her looking up. You took a sip of the bottle of water you went for.


“Now tell me what the crap happened to you.” Odetta wants her damn answers right now.

“Nothing.” You deadpan.

“You were covered in blood from top to bottom, that’s not nothing.” Odetta glares at you.

“It was a papercut.” You deadpan again.

“What kind of paper? Chainsaw-like?” Odetta is not buying your well-crafted lies.

“Several papercuts.” You drink more water as casually as your acting abilities let you.

“Be honest, you damn doofus.” Odetta isn’t impressed.

“Didn’t you ask Cat anyway? Is my point of view that important?” You retort.

“She didn’t tell us a damn thing! She called us to go to the station, when we got there, she was crying waterfalls and begging for us to do something! When we asked what happened like any sane individual would, she told us that she was forbidden from saying it, that a terrible spell was used on her and the timeline could be distorted if she did something about it or something like that. You know her excuses.” Odetta explains, still mad at the event. “When things died down, of course we tried to take the answers out of her mouth, but she’s surprisingly resilient.”

“I see.” You wonder why Catastrovania kept this mystery up to this extent.

“Now tell me, or else we’ll have to repeat that routine on you, and nobody likes to watch the same act twice.” Odetta threatens.

“What happened to taking it easy…?”

Conveniently, your phone starts to ring. You tell Odetta to keep quiet while you answer it…

“Alfred, it’s me.” That voice…!

“Who’s this?” You’re not at your best yet.

“I-It’s Reid!” Masen sounds shocked.

“Masen? Is that really you?” You can’t believe your ears. Did he manage to escape or something? Does that mean Cat’s plan was for nothing?

“N-Not exactly.” Masen gives you a bad vibe.

“Is this conversation being taped?” You catch on to the red flag immediately.

“Y-Yes! But wait, that doesn’t matter! Listen to me!” Reid needs to say something.

How do you respond?

>“Ignore all their offers and trust us.” You’ll keep it simple.
>“What is it?” You’ll hear him out.
>“Sorry, I won’t put anyone else in danger.” Hang up.
>Write In.
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>>4562592
>>“What is it?” You’ll hear him out.
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>>4562592
>>“What is it?” You’ll hear him out.
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>>4562592
>“What is it?” You’ll hear him out.
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>>4562592
>“What is it?” You’ll hear him out.
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“What is it?” You’ll hear him out, you just need to make sure not say unnecessary stuff.

“I’ll try to be quick…” Masen poorly gets you up to date, he seems to omit some details, but thanks to the stuff you know, you’re able to fill the gaps:

One of the leaders of the Min-Hu Alliance (You assume Zama Vatalaro since he’s the most proactive one you’ve heard about.) offered you and Maggie a deal to help free Masen and his dad. You’ll have to keep Aleister occupied once he decides to invade the Min-Hu Alliance’s base one of these days, best case scenario is to beat him up, but they need you to buy some time foremost. They are not sure when Aleister is invading, since not even that idiot knows, but it will be during this week if they go by their letter. Aleister wants to retrieve the Bucket they have for some reason, but judging by Masen’s tone, they don’t think they have it…

Since this is the same plan the actual Min-Hu Leader proposed to you way back, you assume they are not aware about what he was planning to do with you, and they are doing this behind his back. Also, they reached a critical point where they can’t defend themselves anymore, or they want to do something important and need a lot of firepower – and it will be soon or else they wouldn’t contact you at this time of the night. Whatever you do with this knowledge is up to you.

“So please, Al! They are spying on Aleister now, so you’ll have plenty of time to prepare when they call you, you just need to show up.” Masen pleads, but something about his tone tells you there is more to this than what it seems.

“Let me think this over...” You’re not working at your best at 4 AM in the morning. “Can we negotiate with whoever is proposing this?”

“N-No…” Masen sounds disappointed as well.

How do you respond?

>“Yeah, sure. It’s whatever.” Nothing really changes here if you’re honest…
>“Trust us, Masen.” Hang up. You’re not accepting this deal.
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the day, we continue tomorrow!)
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>>4562644
>“Yeah, sure. It’s whatever.” Nothing really changes here if you’re honest…

Two stones and a bird, and all that.
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>>4562644
>"It's Zama Vatalaro isn't it? He's right there next to you, listening in. I would rather not talk with him now, seeing as its too early, but if he's busy later just give the phone to him."
>"One: Do you have the Bucket?"
>"Two: Are you sincere about your offer to free Masen and his dad?"
>"Three: Aleister is mine. Anybody kills him, the deal is off."
>"Four: What are your goals with the Min-Hu boss?"
>"Five: (tell him what the Min-Hu boss told you, reassure you're in it just to see Aleister die at your hands)"
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>>4562657
+1, there's no way Zama won't want to help us after that
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>>4562657
1+
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>>4562657
1+
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>>4562657
+1
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“It's Zama Vatalaro, isn't it? He's right there next to you, listening in.” You decide to drop these pretenses. “I would rather not talk with him now, seeing as it’s too early, but if he's busy later just give the phone to him.”

“Hmph…” Reid is trying to process what you just said. “Hey, he knows about you and wants to talk.” He tells Zama most likely. Whoever that is asks him to repeat what exactly you said, and Reid repeats it. It takes less than a few seconds for the phone to change hands.

“Hello? You want to talk to me? I was told you weren’t aware of my existence.” Zama sounds confused. “This is quite a problem. You do understand what position you’re in, right…? I have full right to act defensive now, it’s a miracle I haven’t decided to hang up.”

“Yeah, yeah. I have 5 things to tell you, most of them are questions, we can work a deal afterwards. You’re busy, so let’s do this quick.” You’ll see if it’s worth dealing with him or not first.

“I suppose nothing I just said matters to you. Ask away.” Zama gives up with the intimidation.

“One: Do you have the Bucket?”

“I don’t believe so, but everyone seems to think we do, so I’ll look around for it. There is a treasure vault in the place I’m currently at, but I don’t usually work here, so I’m not aware if it has it or not.” Zama states.

“Two: Are you sincere about your offer to free Masen and his dad?”

“Yes, I am. We have no use for them and having prisoners is more trouble than they are worth.” Zama is hiding something. They hold some value to him for some reason… “We can deal with the police if they decide to report it to the authorities.”

“Three: Aleister is mine. Anybody kills him, the deal is off.”

“I understand.” Zama has no gripes about it.

“Four: What are your goals with the Min-Hu boss?”

“I need to eliminate him so I can take over the Alliance.” Zama is being way too honest.

“Five:…” You tell him what the Min-Hu boss told you. You reassure you’re in this to get back at Aleister for what he did to you.

“You must be quite skilled if he was counting on all of you to get rid of Aleister.” Zama doesn’t sound surprised or altered by what he heard. “But in the end, it is a drowning man’s last shout before the inevitable.”

“That’s all I have to say.” You finish your bottle of water…

“I don’t have much time. Are you willing to work this deal or not?” Zama is in a hurry to get this done.

It appears they are more desperate than you anticipated.

How do you respond?

>“What are you hiding regarding Masen and his dad? If you don’t tell me there is no deal.”
>“You should release them both and stop wasting your time here and deal with your boss now. I don’t think you have much time.”
>“Yes, but you heard my conditions.”
>Write In.

(I'm not feeling great, so only reply of the day. We continue when I'm able to! Hopefully tomorrow!)
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>>4563536
>“What are you hiding regarding Masen and his dad? If you don’t tell me there is no deal.”
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>>4563536
>“What are you hiding regarding Masen and his dad? If you don’t tell me there is no deal.”
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>>4563536
>>“What are you hiding regarding Masen and his dad? If you don’t tell me there is no deal.”
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“What are you hiding regarding Masen and his dad? If you don’t tell me there is no deal.” You will put some pressure in this negotiation based on your intuition.

“Excuse me? I don’t seem to understand.” Zama plays dumb.

“I didn’t like the tone of your voice when you answered me if you’re going to free them or not.” You are more precise.

“What are you insinuating? That I wouldn’t hold onto my word?” Zama continues his charade. When he’s lying, he maintains a far less natural steady tone of voice, he sounds calm, but not that composed.

“All I can tell is that you’re hiding something.” You put it in simple words.

“…You’re quite sharp.” Zama sounds surprised as he relents. “My men told me that the old man is hiding something, he has admitted as much but he refuses to tell us. I believed at first it was related to all of you, but later I realize it was something else, something bigger.”

“So he’s withholding information and you aren’t sure if it is useful to you?” You ask.

“No, I’m sure it’s useful, he has gone through great lengths to keep this secret from us. It’s suspicious.” Zama retorts.

“And what great lengths are those?” You want to know what they have done to him.

“Don’t play dumb. We have gone off topic long enough, do you accept the deal or not?” Zama offers one more time after answering your query, leaving you with more doubts than at first.

You don’t like this.

How do you respond?

>“I’m afraid I can’t.” You’ll do Operation Stygian Counter Act and then deal with Aleister at his house. You suffered yesterday to get his address, don’t waste it.
>“I accept, but if you don’t hold your part of the deal. You’re going to be next.” If you refuse, you don’t know what they might do to Masen and his dad.
>Write In.
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>>4564672
>“I accept, but if you don’t hold your part of the deal. You’re going to be next.” If you refuse, you don’t know what they might do to Masen and his dad.
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>>4564672
>“I accept, but if you don’t hold your part of the deal. You’re going to be next.” If you refuse, you don’t know what they might do to Masen and his dad.
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>>4564672
>“I accept, but if you don’t hold your part of the deal. You’re going to be next.” If you refuse, you don’t know what they might do to Masen and his dad.
Can't we try to do both this and stygian counter strike? Like while were busy with Aliester our buddys try to rescue the other guys.
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>>4564672
>>“I accept, but if you don’t hold your part of the deal. You’re going to be next.” If you refuse, you don’t know what they might do to Masen and his dad.

>>4564703
I was thinking the same thing. Anything for the bucket
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>>4564672
>“I accept, but if you don’t hold your part of the deal. You’re going to be next.” If you refuse, you don’t know what they might do to Masen and his dad.
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“I accept, but if you don’t hold your part of the deal. You’re going to be next.”

“If you manage to defeat him, I’m sure I don’t want that to happen.” Zama casually responds. He doesn’t sound like he wants anything to do with you in that regard. “Like your collaborator mentioned, you’ll receive a call when it’s time, but you will have plenty of time to prepare. I must go now, I’ll send your regards to your collaborator.” Zama hangs up. You never sent Masen anything. You don’t know why this bothers you.

“Hmph…” You put your phone back to your pocket.

“If you’re wondering, I heard everything, phones are really loud at this time of the night.” Odetta smirks like she always does. “So, are we dropping Catastrovania’s plan? Or did you promise that so your friend doesn’t get hurt? From what I recall, nobody is really sure what you all look like, so there is no reason to drop it. You can’t trust these thugs.”

“Well, I—”

Before you can answer, your phone rings again. You take the call.

“You have permission to deal with Aleister now.” It was an abrupt call from the Min-Hu boss… Seriously, at 4 AM? What is he thinking?

“These guys have terrible timing…” Odetta rolls her eyes. “So you were saying…?”

Do you go for the Cat’s convoluted yet somewhat sound plan?

>Yes. Odetta is right, you can’t trust these people.
>Divide efforts, some will save Masen, while you and someone else will deal with Aleister.
>No. Actually beating Aleister directly sounds better.

Will you reveal your trauma to Odetta and the others who weren’t present?

>No.
>Write In.
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>>4564724

(Also Last reply of the day, I'm not feeling all that well still, but I had enough energy for 2 posts.)
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>>4564724
>Divide efforts, some will save Masen, while you and someone else will deal with Aleister.
>No
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>>4564724
>Divide efforts, some will save Masen, while you and someone else will deal with Aleister.
>No. Never. Not in a million years. Nope. Nu-uh. Nien. Non. Just No.
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>>4564724
>Yes. Odetta is right, you can’t trust these people.
>If we manage to do this. Maybe (probably) we'll say
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>>4564724
>Yes. Odetta is right, you can’t trust these people
>No.
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>>4564724
>>Divide efforts, some will save Masen, while you and someone else will deal with Aleister.
>You can't hold all the darkness inside. It will eat you from the inside unless your pour some of it's bitter essence in to the ear of a willing victim. Maybe then there will be room for more than just a nightmare.
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>>4564988
+1
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>>4564724
>Yes. Odetta is right, you can’t trust these people
>No.
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>>4564724
>Yes. Odetta is right, you can’t trust these people
>No
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>>4564724
>Divide efforts, some will save Masen, while you and someone else will deal with Aleister.
>Never
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>>4564724
>>Yes. Odetta is right, you can’t trust these people.
>Write In.
>Never
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>>4564724
>Yes. Odetta is right, you can’t trust these people
>No.
Please stop this obvious samefagging
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>>4564724
>>Yes. Odetta is right, you can’t trust these people.
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>>4564728
Support
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“Yes, we’re going with Cat’s plan. We can’t trust these people.” You have no reasons to trust Zama or his boss, so it is a waste of time following their orders.

“Good, no idea why I was worried you were going to say otherwise, but hey, it’s late and all.” Odetta has you in high regard despite calling you stupid every now and then. “Oh yeah, I know why I was worried, I have no idea what happened to you yesterday!”

“Is that so?” You start playing with your bottle.

“Are you going to tell me or not…?” Odetta is being direct now that you ignore her passive aggressiveness.

“No.”

“I can’t believe you have a harder time opening about this than with your family issues…” Odetta feels like this is a bad joke.

“If I tell you that I feel fine, would that be enough?” You don’t want her to worry.

“Of course not.” Odetta frowns.

“That’s the best you’re going to get.” You won’t entertain her anymore.

“Can’t a good friend be concerned about her good pal?” Odetta wiggles her eyebrows.

“Your concern has been acknowledged; I’m telling you I’m fine, good friend.”

“You start sweating every time I mention it.” Odetta glares at you.

“It’s a coincidence.” You put that level 5 acting to use.

“No, it’s not a coincidence. What do you take me for? Maggie?” Odetta doesn’t buy it. She saw right through you like you’re a second-rate theater graduate. “We found you trying to pass as a ketchup dispenser for crying out loud, I can’t live that down.”

“It was a traumatic, yet unimportant event.” You try to give her somewhat of a clue so she can relax.

“Like graduation…?” Odetta makes a bad joke… you think. “Why do I have the hunch that this is something really stupid?”

“Who knows?” You shrug.

“I’m going to assume it is, just so I can stop tormenting you, I feel like you just sweat all the water you just drank…” Odetta points out. “My uncle always said great men keep a secret or two, but don’t take that as a compliment, my uncle was a dumbass too... C’mon, fit boy, you need a nap to live down those memories...”

You wonder why Odetta is pushing you to sleep, but seeing as you don’t have much to do at this time of the night, it would be wise to follow her idea…

What do you do?

>Go to sleep.
>“You haven’t told me why you spied on my father.” Did she think you forgot?
>Write In.
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>>4565671
>>“You haven’t told me why you spied on my father.” Did she think you forgot?
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>>4565671
>“You haven’t told me why you spied on my father.” Did she think you forgot?
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>>4565671
>“You haven’t told me why you spied on my father.” Did she think you forgot?
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>>4565671
>“You haven’t told me why you spied on my father.” Did she think you forgot?
Clear loose ends before we die
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“You haven’t told me why you spied on my father.”

“Look, you just now decided to keep your mouth shut and I agreed to let it go, but now you want answers from me. I don’t mind telling you, but I want you to keep that in your brain for next time I decide I don’t wanna tell you something, understood?” Odetta is clearly one salty ghost.

“I will, but unlike what happened to me, this is serious.” You defend your actions.

“Keep telling yourself that…” Odetta has issues believing you easily. “Now, onto what you’re concerned with…”

Odetta explains that she was hired by the Clever Path Goal Corporation (CPGC) to spy on all the store owners of the Shopping Street in Laoling: Hank Brown, Jean-Loup Reid, Sara Nguyen, Jaroslav Yevtushenkov, just to name a few. She needed to get vital information about their personal lives and their stores — so they could demolish their stores, buy the land and start a big project: a big resort and a shopping center.

Odetta learned this after the fact, CPGC belongs to Saionji group, the same group of companies directly tied to the Price Family.

In general, CPGC wanted to invest in your town, but they were scared because they commissioned some market studies that show that the townsfolk prefer buying first and foremost at their local shops without fault over new national chain stores like Super Foods. So that explains why you never got a Jackey Frosties around…

So instead of competing, they decided to destroy you all like the cowards they are. Perhaps Aleister destroying your store wasn’t even a coincidence to begin with, well it never was after the first time, but still. Also, you knew Super Foods was in the gutter, but nobody believed you! You already beat Aleister once! You can do it again!

“W-What’s up with the prideful look on your face…?” Odetta gets weirded out.

“Nothing.” You solemnly exclaim. “I have a question.”

“What is it? I-I seriously didn’t check on ‘em until I got my body back, I confirmed everything a couple of days ago, I-I was planning on tellin’ you, I swear…” Odetta gets defensive.

“So the whole Aleister story you told us was a complete lie, right?” You remember a kid on his deathbed and all.

“Kinda? It’s like 4 real stories in 1. I had to puzzle back my memories into something you would believe.” Odetta recalls.

“So there are 4 stories you haven’t told me…” You stroke your chin.

“1 of them is yours, I didn’t know the Aleister kid existed and I knew you would feel sympathy for me if I added him somewhere. The second one I just told you… The other two, maybe next time.” Odetta grins. “Now let’s go to sleep, I don’t want to keep you awake…”

“Right…” You walk back to the apartment.

As you open the door, you encounter a wild beast… Ascended Maggie.

“Allie… You’re alive…” Ascended Maggie’s tears are pure…
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>>4565808

How do you respond?

>“Yes, I am. Now let’s go back to sleep.” Pat her head. Lying is easy now.
>“Stop acting weird, Maggie. Now let’s go back to sleep.” You’re tired of her ascendedness.
>Write In.
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>>4565810
>>“Stop acting weird, Maggie. Now let’s go back to sleep.” You’re tired of her ascendedness.
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>>4565810
>“Stop acting weird, Maggie. Now let’s go back to sleep.” You’re tired of her ascendedness.
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>>4565810
>“Yes, I am. Now let’s go back to sleep.” Pat her head. Lying is easy now.
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>>4565808
>“Stop acting weird, Maggie. Now let’s go back to sleep.” You’re tired of her ascendedness
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“Stop acting weird, Maggie.” You believe her antics have gone for far too long. “Now let’s go back to sleep… I’m tired.” You walk past Maggie towards your spot.

“H-Huh…?” Ascended Maggie wipes her tears away confused by what you said. “B-But…”

Sssh… Be quiet, I don’t want Brucey to yell at us again…” Odetta whispers as she follows your lead.

As Ascended Maggie realizes nobody is going to pay much attention to her tomfoolery, she decides to quietly join back to sleep with you as well. Her anxiety disappears once you let her head rest on your chest again like nothing happened. You’re not used to this at all, but sleeping in the same room with everyone raises morale and tomorrow, more than any day, you’ll need it at its peak. Though, you happen to notice with each time you do this, the distance between your friends grows smaller and smaller. It’s… different to say the least.

Tomorrow, you’re most likely going to do Operation Stygian Counter Act, that is if you’re in the condition to do it. Regardless, it is an exciting prospect that you have no alternative but to succeed doing that, and you will, because you believe you and your friends can pull it off after all you’ve done together.

After a minute of thinking things over, your tiredness took over and made you fall asleep completely…



During the night before dozing off you noticed that the gap between you all while sleeping was getting smaller each time, right? Well, Maggie decided to trample on all the subtlety of this sign of growing friendship and she’s sleeping on you like you’re her bed mattress.

“…” The reason she woke you up is that she started kissing on the chest while sleeping… It tickles.

You’re half an hour away from waking up at the time you always do, but you’re tired, you know you need more sleep.

What do you do?

>Start the routine now. Be an earlier bird.
>Wake up Maggie, tell her to stop.
>Push Maggie aside and try to conceal sleep again.
>Grab the stuff you need to go to sleep in your room.
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the day, we continue Saturday!)
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>>4565866
>Push Maggie aside and try to conceal sleep again.
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>>4565866
>Pull Maggie closer and go back to sleep
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>>4565866
>>Push Maggie aside and try to conceal sleep again.
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>>4565866
>>Push Maggie aside and try to conceal sleep again.
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>>4565866
>Push Maggie aside and try to conceal sleep again.
Let's see if this works
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>>4565866
>Pull Maggie closer and go back to sleep
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>>4565866
>Pull Maggie closer and go back to sleep
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>>4565866
>Pull Maggie closer and go back to sleep
it. is.time
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>>4565866
>>Pull Maggie closer and go back to sleep
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>>4565866
>Push Maggie aside and try to conceal sleep again.
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>>4565866
>>Pull Maggie closer and go back to sleep
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>>4565866
>>Pull Maggie closer and go back to sleep
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Can you guys stop samefagging?
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>>4566891
I mean, we could pull her in... it'll just give more force to the push though.
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>>4566891
Ain't no samefagging here, chief.
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>>4566891
kiss my ass boi you're spilling your salt everywhere
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Aside from do your best quest, has qm done any others? Been loving both this and what I just mentioned
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>>4565866
Changing vote from >>4566000 to
>Pull Maggie closer and go back to sleep
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You pull Maggie closer to you, hold her tight in your arms, almost like cuddling together…





Just to push her farther away from you. So long, Maggie. Right now, you need to rest as much as you can!



Maggie flails in the air while still somehow asleep and lands head first on Catastrovania’s torso.

Guuh…” Catastrovania complains as she takes the whole impact. She doesn’t bother to wake up despite the pain, and tries to push Maggie away.

“ZzzZz…” Maggie was unaffected by this and remains asleep like a mountain goat as her body slowly descends into a comfortable position, using Cat as a pillow – refusing to move or let Cat go.



Nobody is going to believe what just happened, but you’re glad you have some space again to sleep pleasantly. Time to sleep.



It’s morning proper, an hour later from your usual wake up time, you feel rested but not fully energized. Nobody is awake as of yet, they all look so stupid, also Maggie came back to her original spot before she decided to be on top of you. You stretch…

What do you do?

>Wake up everyone, it’s time to get this Operation underway. Time to save Masen and his dad.
>Find where your branch is. You miss it.
>Do your morning routine for the last time.
>Write In.
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>>4568203
>>Wake up everyone, it’s time to get this Operation underway. Time to save Masen and his dad.
And also
>Find where your branch is. You miss it.
Never forget the branch
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>>4568203
>Do your morning routine for the last time.
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>>4568203
>>Do your morning routine for the last time.
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>>4568203
>Wake up everyone, it’s time to get this Operation underway. Time to save Masen and his dad.
Mission time
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>>4568203
>Do your morning routine for the last time
We might be dead after all this
>Find where your branch is. You miss it.
Put it back into the hair like the fake demon horn it is
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>>4568203
>Wake up everyone, it’s time to get this Operation underway. Time to save Masen and his dad.
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>>4568203
>Do your morning routine for the last time.
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>>4568223
>>4568203
Change to
>Wake up everyone, it’s time to get this Operation underway. Time to save Masen and his dad.
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>>4568203
>>Do your morning routine for the last time.
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>>4568203
>>Do your morning routine for the last time.

One last time. if we die we die fit.
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(Sorry, I had this ready before I saw the tie.)


The moment you’ve been waiting for has arrived, it’s time to get Operation Stygian Counter Act undergoing, you’re going to save Masen and his dad from the Min-Hu Alliance’s hands. You wake up everyone and tell them to get ready, today is the day. Everyone takes turns to shower and then you all get together to eat breakfast. After that, Bruce hands everyone their uniforms from the Laoling Cleaning Company, it’s a normal cyan janitor uniform with nothing going on except for a hat. It’s a nice hat. You all change…

“Fufufu~, the time has arrived!” Catastrovania pretends to be all excited but her legs are shaking.

“Why do I have to wear the stupid unform? I’m going to astral project…” Odetta is the first one to object to this decision.

“You’ll stay in the van on your own, we must not raise any suspicion.” You remind her that she’s going physically as well.

“Heeey, Allie. How do I look? You like it? Hmmm…?” Maggie opens her uniform to show some skin for you. You thought she returned to her old self, but as the morning goes on, the flirtier she gets. You’ll call her, Nightmare Maggie.

“S-Stop that…” Bruce wants her to stop bugging you.

“Hey! Don’t take a look! It’s only for Allie and stuff!” Maggie covers herself from Bruce.

“I’m not interested, I have a girlfriend.” Bruce shakes his head.

“Hey congrats. Is it Lorena?” You’re happy for your pal.

“Y-Yeah… Hehe…” Bruce gets happily embarrassed just thinking about it. That means that yesterday he went on a date after his punishment. Good for him.

“Oh Brucey, you’ve grown up so much…” Odetta pretends to cry.

“We’re proud of you, Bruce.” Catastrovania interjects as well.

“W-Why d-does this feel so phony coming from you two…?” Bruce feels the weight on his shoulder from the fake words of praise from those two.

“Let’s get into the car, during the ride we’ll discuss the details.” You want the group to move on.
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>>4568466

As you go to Laoling to face this difficult challenge, you have a couple of hours to kill before arriving, and nothing is better for that than refining the details with everyone. You bring them up to speed with what happened during the morning as well…

“So any ideas on how to recover the bucket?” You ask Cat what’s important first.

“There is no special security in that room, or anyone guarding it. Just the weird locks, and I checked, that dumb bucket is the bucket...” Odetta hates that this is a thing you must do.

“We can’t split, we only have one set of keys. We’ll have to rush it after taking the hostages out, there is a big window where nobody moves on that floor, like an hour or so.” Catastrovania explains.

“Y-You said t-they are going to execute some kind of plan…? W-Wouldn’t that change things?” Bruce reminds you what you said while you were preparing.

“We just need to be alert for anything that comes up.” You don’t have time to waste.

“My body is staying in this van alone, right?” Odetta wants that confirmed. She’ll travel inside your phone like at the hospital.

It would be a good idea if someone stayed to guard the van and Odetta…

What do you do?

>Maggie is acting weird and you don’t like it. She’ll stay guarding Odetta.
>Bruce can drive the van off as soon as you get out. He’ll stay guarding Odetta.
>Catastrovania won’t take her blindfold off, so she might be too easy to recognize. She’ll stay guarding Odetta.
>Nobody is guarding Odetta.
>Write In.

If you have to split in pairs, with who you would want to go with?

>Maggie.
>Catastrovania.
>Bruce.
>Write In.
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>>4568203

Also, I want to clarify that I ignored the 1 id posts in this instance. Please do not cheat! I'm ignoring them from now on if they are this obvious!
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>>4568468
>>Bruce can drive the van off as soon as you get out. He’ll stay guarding Odetta.
He's our getaway driver
>Catastrovania.
She's made of glass and we can trust Maggie to handle herself at this point
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>>4568477
+1
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>>4568468
>Bruce can drive the van off as soon as you get out. He’ll stay guarding Odetta.
>Catastrovania.
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>>4568477
Support. Also geez what happened to Maggie for this transformation to happen? Did she hurt her head when we throw her at Cat?
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>>4568468
>Bruce can drive the van off as soon as you get out. He’ll stay guarding Odetta.
>Catastrovania.
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Meanwhile in Laoling…

Inside one of the meeting rooms inside the Laoling Activity Centre, a public building where the townsfolk gather to do random activities for people of all ages, like giving cooking lessons, doing literature club meetings, learning how to paint, give motivational speeches, do sports, discover who stole the city’s bucket and more! The Bucket Retrieving Group plans to tune in the final details for their plan to raid the 17th Office to recover the Bucket! They are waiting for the members to arrive and get this going…

“So Boris is not coming?” The recently appointed sole leader of the group, one of the Red Emitter Dancers Chloe Verninac asks the other members. Before it was co-leaded with Jean-Loup Reid, but he disappeared weeks ago.

“No, he said he can’t sneak out of home because he and his wife are too busy helping an abused girl they met settle down in town…” The other member, Iamar Lakhdar, who was forced to contribute to the town to earn the dance group’s forgiveness (by recovering the bucket of course), says after hanging up the phone.

“Ha! That’s so nice of him!” Master Pete, Alfred and Maggie’s karate teacher, finds this humorous. He too cares about the town’s pride. “Right, Camilo?”

“I come back one day to visit my parents, and I’m about to invade a tour agency…” Camilo looks down. His parents forced him to help find the bucket since they were too old to do it themselves…

“Still hung up on that? You’re doing the whole town a great favor by joining us!” Pete is all smiles.

“It’s just that I keep forgetting how impulsive and pushy my parents are...” Camilo sighs.

“Either way, we really appreciate your help here!” Chloe is all smiles though. “Still, what’s this poor girl’s name? Maybe we can help her out after this!”

“Siske.” Iamar says, then everyone else in the room reacts all disgusted. “W-What’s wrong…?”

“N-Nothing! N-Nevermind that, we have a bucket to find!” Chloe changes topics to what they really care about.
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Meanwhile, in the 17th Office…

At the Underground level, in the prison cells.

“C’mon! Listen to me! We need to stop this war!” Clyde, the other prisoner besides Masen and Jean-Loup, yells at the two guards.

“Look, it’s just our first day, we have no idea what you’re talking about.” Guard A, previously let go from working at the Great Care, recently fired from Hamje’s Shopping Centre – and now hired by the Min-Hu Alliance.

“Yeah, just calm down. That dude over there needs some rest.” Guard B, Guard A’s partner in crime (who also shares his job situation), points at a wounded Jean-Loup in Reid's cell.

“Psst… Like I care about my EX-BRO!” Clyde is furious with Masen after he decided to work a deal with Zama Vatalaro.

“I was never your bro! Shut up!” Masen wants some silence for his father to rest.

“Yeah, I can tell that now, EX-BRO!” Clyde is still an idiot.

“Do you want me to change his bandages, he’s looking pretty rough.” Guard B tries to be nice.

“It’s… fine…” Jean-Loup waves them off. “Masen… c’mere… it’s important…”

“W-What is it, dad?” Masen gets closer.

“If you manage to get out of here… You need to recover the bucket…” Jean-Loup whispers.

“Not that again…” Masen facepalms.

“L-Listen to me… the bucket has… Dorothy’s legacy…” Jean-Loup grabs his son’s t-shirt and looks him right in the eyes.

What…?” Masen is confused.
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Still in the 17th Office…

At one of the meeting rooms.

The two of them alone, Zama Vatalaro meets with an old friend from his high school days, Ascher Mendel, both members of the Youhao Clan now – but before they tried to reveal the biggest corruption case in the country's recent history…

“Zinon?! Y-You’re alive?! Y-You were the guy who kept sending those secret messages…? Y-You were the one who saved me…?” Ascher can’t believe it. He was sent as special reinforcements to help Zama with his plans.

“Don’t call me like that again. I’m Zama Vatalaro now.” Zama tenderly smiles. “I’m just glad you believed me back then…”

“But my boss... my boss didn’t care… I couldn’t save him! That damn Youhao, he killed him…! He set him up!” Ascher punches the wall. “He killed Servello too! For fuck’s sake!”

“Yes, I got the news. I’m sorry for your loss.” Zama looks down, feeling all guilty, he had an amicable relationship with Ascher’s boss Rikidozan. He doesn’t know who Servello is though. “We’ll get back at him. I just need today’s plan to go brilliantly.”

“Yeah, consider it done! I’m not going to fail this time! I’m tired of people dying under my care!” Ascher shows off some bravado.

“Thank you.” Zama gets all serious. “But I have bad news I must tell you, it’s in regards to the others. I had Rhys stick with them to know what they were up to. But…”

“No! Don’t fuckin’ tell me…” Ascher opens his eyes wide.

Ascher gets the unfortunate news that Jaylene, Rhys, Oliver and Odetta are dead…
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Still in the 17th Office…

At the Bar Lounge floor…

The leader of the Traditionalist branch, Penepole Don Sato is having a meeting with Los Iluminados’ spokesman, Tully.

“Yes, los Iluminados will do everything in our power to make sure the Min-Hu Alliance ends up in your care. We cannot allow the Youhao Clan to keep spreading its influence.” Tully rubs his hands with a smile on his face.

“With the cult in flames, we have a chance.” Penelope looks up with a glass of whisky in her hands. She lifts it up. “I hope your plan works, boss.” She drinks it.

“Hehe, like I told ya, they are more wounded than they appear to be.” Tully starts chuckling.

“I wasn’t talking to you.” Penelope had to make this awkward.
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At Aleister’s modest multimillionaire house in Laoling

In the living room, Aleister and Ichie are sitting on a circular couch with a large table in the middle. Aleister is comfortable in the middle of it, while Ichie is in the corner, with her bodyguards standing up behind her. Aleister is telling Ichie what he’s planning to do.

“B-But Aleister, your dear brother hasn’t approved of this, correct? As your closest consultant, I must tell you to refrain from taking action!” Ichie is concerned about Aleister’s well-being.

“Shut up! I don’t care! Can’t you tell I’m at my limit?! I’m tired of following his orders! I want retribution! My honor has been tainted!” Aleister shouts back.

“Y-Your sense of justice is unparalleled, dear Aleister! It’s so noble of you that you lasted this long!” Ichie agrees that it’s time to take action.

“Yeah! JUSTICE ALWAYS MOVES ME! These lowlifes think I stole their bucket!? HA! How blind are they?! They think I sin like them?! I’m the goodest guy! I don’t steal! For them to even think of it pisses me off!” Aleister is all pissed. “Everything I do is for the benefit of everyone! Always! ALWAYS!”

“Yes, the only thing you steal is people’s hearts with your kind actions!” Ichie agrees.

“I just SAID I DON’T STEAL!” Aleister shouts.

“I-It’s a metaphor…” Ichie doesn’t know what to say.

“Metaphorically, figuratively AND hypothetically; I’m ALWAYS the GOOD guy! AAAAAAH!” Aleister stomps on the floor harder and harder. “They pointed their fingers at me and said I DID IT! I ask WHO ARE THEY TO TELL ME I’M THE BADDIE, HUH?! Who the heavens do they think they are TO TAKE JUSTICE IN THEIR OWN HANDS?! Justice is sacred! They aren’t righteous! I’ll punish ‘em! I’LL FIND THEIR BUCKET AND DESTROY IT! HAHAHAHA!”

“Indeed, it’s just a dirty bucket! How it can symbolize such a nice town is beyond me.” Ichie shakes her head.

“Yes! They’ll find something really worthy to worship! The righteous! The virtuous! The incorruptible! I’ll show ‘em! I’ll show ‘em!” Aleister cannot wait anymore. “We must go, Saionji! I’M ALREADY HEATED UP!”

“B-But, your dear brother hasn’t—”

Out of the blue, one of the doors bursts open, the sound interrupting Ichie, and a heavily bandaged Vender appears…

“VENDER! You’re finally up! WHO DID THIS TO YOU…?!” Aleister wants answers…!

Vender will reveal to these two what happened to him…
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Back at the 17th Office…

At the Min-Hu Leader’s office…

The leader is finishing a conversation by phone…

“So yes, senator, I acquired the land of those who were willing to sell now, so if you let him run amok and kill me, my partner from overseas will inherit it. And you and I both know turning this into an international affair with N.U. forces at the capital won’t be a wise idea.” The Min-Hu Leader cackles in victory. “So either stop your dumb brother from hurting me or say bye bye to your super resort! Your choice!”

“I applaud your cunning. It mustn’t have been easy to figure all this out, clever individuals like you are still out in the world. Truly magnificent.” Maximum Price is on the other side of the call. “But even for such a clever mutt, making a foolish mistake was bound to happen, you see? I won’t allow lowlifes like you to insult my dear family. I strongly believe in family values, you know? I’ll inform my brother that he’s free to do as he wants. Judgment day is coming for you. I advise you to use the land to build your own graveyard. PYAHahHAha!”

“W-W-W—W-W-Wait…!” The Min-Hu Leader doesn’t know what to do.

“Funerals are so sad, but lives have to part away – that’s the circle of life. Nature runs its course. What a shame.” Maximum hangs up.

“…”

…Ubaldo Hae-Seong won’t be able to cheat death this time.
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>>4568468


Back to the Van.

You already reached Laoling, and you’re awfully close to the office. Odetta already did the deed and sabotaged Laoling Cleaning Company’s phone line, and Catastrovania sent the fake message as well. You have another paper to validate it too.

“Y-Y-You sure that I’m staying?” Bruce wants to make sure this is a good idea again…

“Yes, we need our getaway driver ready.” You stress again.

“If I only knew how to drive…” Catastrovania mutters to herself.

“Same…” Maggie is in the same boat.

“Imagine living for hundreds of years and not learning how to drive.” Odetta mocks Catastrovania.

“Fufufu… I developed far better skills than those.” Catastrovania defends herself.

“And none good enough to save you now.” Odetta fires back.

You see the building in all its magnificence… Living in Hamje screwed up your sense of size, this is the largest building in all Laoling and it’s not a big deal to you anymore.

“Well, h-here is the parking lot.” Bruce parks right behind the building.

“You guys ready?” You ask everyone before dispatching your forces.

They all shake their heads…



What a team.

What do you do?

>Go by yourself to inform reception about your arrival and what happened.
>All of you go inside and do your work like nothing is going on. You’re going to inform them if they ask you.
>Call them from where you are and inform them about your arrival soonish. Stay here and wait for a little bit before going inside to make sure everyone is ready.
>Write In.

(Sorry for taking a long ass time, but this is the last reply of the day. We continue tomorrow!)
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>>4568840
>All of you go inside and do your work like nothing is going on. You’re going to inform them if they ask you.
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>>4568840
>All of you go inside and do your work like nothing is going on. You’re going to inform them if they ask you.
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>>4568840
>Call them from where you are and inform them about your arrival soonish. Stay here and wait for a little bit before going inside to make sure everyone is ready.
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>>4568840
>All of you go inside and do your work like nothing is going on. You’re going to inform them if they ask you.
WE DON'T BELONG HERE
WE LOOK LIKE WE BELONG HERE
WE ACT LIKE WE BELONG HERE
WE SAY WE BELONG HERE
INFILTRATION 101
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>>4568824
So at the same time Al and co infiltrate the big building to recover the bucket, free Masen and his father, and kill Aleister, these four random people are teaming up to invade the building themselves? There's no way some janitor outfits are going to prevent them from being outed.
>>4568827
>the bucket has… Dorothy’s legacy
The same Dorothy who was a researcher working on the flame entities back in Peaceful Times with Johnny's mom and Dr. Bombastus. The same fat Dorothy who is Lise's mom in DYBQ and got killed offscreen. The same fat Dorothy whose computer tower and files have been sitting looted in Johnny's bedroom corner, plot hooks buried and forgotten, for almost the entirety of DYBQ until he finally passed them on to Neko and Nina.
>Guard A, previously let go from working at the Great Care, recently fired from Hamje’s Shopping Centre – and now hired by the Min-Hu Alliance.
>Guard B, Guard A’s partner in crime (who also shares his job situation)
The Great Care was... something to do with the Cult of Chernabog? Some other significant faction? I completely forgot
>>4568830
>Ascher Mendel
He looks strangely like Amelia's dad Joel Tomah.
>“But my boss... my boss didn’t care… I couldn’t save him! That damn Youhao, he killed him…! He set him up!” Ascher punches the wall. “He killed Servello too! For fuck’s sake!”
>“Yes, I got the news. I’m sorry for your loss.” Zama looks down, feeling all guilty, he had an amicable relationship with Ascher’s boss Rikidozan. He doesn’t know who Servello is though. “We’ll get back at him. I just need today’s plan to go brilliantly.”
Man, all these fucking mafia guys in all these damn sideplots make it hard to track what's going on and why and how. Same as real life, I suppose. But he's saying "that damn Youhao" killed him. Wasn't it The Behemoth that killed Rikidozan and the other guy Servello at the Grand Hospital of Pokyo Lokyo during Judgment Day? Or is something else going on we don't know about?
>Ascher gets the unfortunate news that Jaylene, Rhys, Oliver and Odetta are dead…
Jaylene and Rhys died to Strawberry on Judgment Day, in that secret holding area base whatever under the 1-Plus Toy Factory. Oliver is still alive as Leo Watty. Odetta is still fucking alive and with Al and co. Did Zama/Zinon not know Odetta was alive, or is he lying to his closest living friend Ascher to manipulate him?
>>4568833
>The leader of the Traditionalist branch, Penepole Don Sato is having a meeting with Los Iluminados’ spokesman, Tully.
Oh shit it's that secret underground hobo spy network. That rat-faced fuck Al got info from early in SPR is this fucker. It all comes down to the two mafia factions, doesn't it?
>Penelope looks up with a glass of whisky in her hands. She lifts it up. “I hope your plan works, boss.” She drinks it.
>“I wasn’t talking to you.” Penelope had to make this awkward.
Then who is she talking to? Musing about the previous boss that "choked on broccoli" and was actually set up by somebody else?
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>>4568834
>modest multimillionaire house
Yeah, sure, "modest"
>your dear brother hasn’t approved of this
So Aleister is really his older brother's wild animal hound?
>It’s so noble of you that you lasted this long!
Is that meant to sound backhanded?
>every single line out of Ichie's mouth
She's just a dumb enabler yes-man. Part of me still thinks she's brainwashed to be this way, or severely indoctrinated.
>every single line out of Aleister's mouth
Al was right. This guy IS an insane wild animal foaming at the mouth with every word he speaks. I think Aleister's one of the most deluded people across both DYBQ and SPR. All three of him, Ichie, and Vender are total psychos. Every single one of them needs to be killed, full stop. There's no saving or redeeming any of them.
>>4568837
>if you let him run amok and kill me, my partner from overseas will inherit it
I wonder who he's talking about. When he says "partner", is he talking about somebody he's working with in his law firm? It would be "Hae-Seong & (insert name here)" the way law firms are usually named.
>Ubaldo Hae-Seong won’t be able to cheat death this time.
Was there a previous time? Is that supposed to be the video taken outside the flower shop, or in some other instance we don't know about?
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>>4569605
>until he finally passed them on to Neko and Nina.
Johnny hasn't done that yet

>The Great Care was... something to do with the Cult of Chernabog? Some other significant faction? I completely forgot
The Great Care was the hospital Heidi worked at, no relation to the cult

>Wasn't it The Behemoth that killed Rikidozan and the other guy Servello at the Grand Hospital of Pokyo Lokyo during Judgment Day? Or is something else going on we don't know about?
Youhou gave Riki the crystal to guard knowing it'd be a suicide mission

>Did Zama/Zinon not know Odetta was alive, or is he lying to his closest living friend Ascher to manipulate him?
I mean, as far as the world was concerned, Odetta was dead until recently

>Every single one of them needs to be killed, full stop. There's no saving or redeeming any of them.
Holy shit, dude, calm down

>Was there a previous time? Is that supposed to be the video taken outside the flower shop, or in some other instance we don't know about?
He's been trying to avoid getting killed by almost everybody for the entire quest
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>>4569641
I mean, only one really deserves death, or to wish for it at least. The rest are either creeps or weirdos, and should be treated proportionally.
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“We’re all going in anyway.” You don’t have any other option.

“We’re, like, joking, Allie. Relax. We’ll get this done.” Maggie tries to play this up as something it wasn’t.

“Y-Yeah, joking…” Catastrovania looks to the side with pessimism.

“Before I astral project, what’s gotten into you this time…?” Odetta is bothered by Nightmare Maggie’s new personality.

“Me? Allie told me to stop acting strange, and since I was making everyone uncomfortable anyway, I decided to relax a bit!” Maggie doesn’t believe she has done anything weird. “So don’t worry, I’m totally fine!”

“As long as it doesn’t screw things up…” Odetta goes into ghost form and into your phone.

“We’ll go inside and do our work like normally. Only inform them about what happened if they ask.” You make clear to the girls. They both nod in response.

“G-Good luck everyone.” Bruce gives you good vibes before going. “O-Odetta will call me if you g-get into trouble. S-So, if anything happens, try to g-gain as much time as you can.”

You all exit the van with some random ass cleaning equipment Bruce brought just in case to dissimulate better. You all go through the main entrance without issues, the place is quite nice to look at and it’s neatly decorated to appear as a tourist office, the receptionist doesn’t even acknowledge your presence in any way, and there is no else on this floor.

“I was expecting 2 guys here…” Catastrovania informs you. “Security is more lax than usual.”

“That’s good, isn’t it?” Maggie is quite optimistic.

“The idea was to play our roles for a little while until they stopped following us.” Catastrovania points out. “B-But it’s pointless if no one is around…”

What do you do?

>Do Janitorial duties for a while and continue following your plan to a tee.
>Go to the Janitor’s room on the 3rd floor to get the Master Key.
>Ask the receptionist where everyone is.
>Write In.
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>>4569966
>Go to the Janitor’s room on the 3rd floor to get the Master Key.
We need to be equipped to carry out our jobs here in the facility. This involves obtaining access to get to places that need to be cleaned.
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>>4569966
>>Ask the receptionist where everyone is.
Potentially important info for later
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>>4569966
>drawing a cute fang in Maggie's mouth
Very good
>Cat has Al's demon face beanie
Let's not lose that unless we're desperate
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>>4569966
>Ask the receptionist where everyone is.
(Don't consider this next one if we can't do these 2 things)
then:
>Go to janitor room for the master key
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Having information is imperative to get this done even if you’re tight on time, so asking the receptionist about everyone’s whereabouts is a must. But remember, you must get out of here in less than 2 hours.

“We’ll ask the receptionist where everyone is.” You whisper in response. Maggie and Catastrovania both nod in agreement, they are more focused than you were expecting, you’re proud of how far they have come.

You get closer to the receptionist and pretend to be in a good mood. You’ll channel your inner El Smooth for this (may he rest in peace).

“Hey there, can I ask you something?” You act as friendly as you can. With your overdeveloped acting skills it comes as incredibly natural. Both Maggie and Catastrovania are caught off guard by this, but aside from her initial reaction they don’t do anything.

“Y-Yes? What is it?” The girl behind the desk gets flustered for some reason. “I mean, how can I help?”

“Where is everyone today?” You act all puzzled by this.

“I heard everyone is in a special meeting at one of the conference rooms on the 5th floor. You shouldn’t start over there today unless you want to get into trouble, y’know how they’re like.” The receptionist informs.

“And when does the meeting end?”

“I don’t know.” The receptionist shakes her head.

“Thanks, sweetie.” You walk away to the others. “You heard her…” You whisper to your team.

“So the cell key is going to be harder to get until the conference is done...” Catastrovania points out. “It’s the perfect chance to get to the janitor’s room though.”

You remind yourself that you’re planning on getting the regular master key and a laundry cart on the 3rd floor first. Then wait for Odetta to sabotage the Security Room on the 2nd floor, and finally take your chance to grab the cell key on the 5th one while the cameras are off.

What do you do?

>Go to the 3rd Floor since there doesn’t appear to be any danger.
>Look around the 2nd floor just in case. If you sabotage it while nobody is inside, you’ll look way too suspicious later.
>Send Odetta to spy on the meeting while you pretend to be Janitors. You need to know what’s going on.
>Write In.
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>>4570024
>>Go to the 3rd Floor since there doesn’t appear to be any danger.
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>>4570024
>>Go to the 3rd Floor since there doesn’t appear to be any danger.
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>>4570024
>Go to the 3rd Floor since there doesn’t appear to be any danger.
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>>4570024
>Go to the 3rd Floor since there doesn’t appear to be any danger.
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“Yeah, let’s use this window to get what we need first on the list.” Perfect moment to get to the Janitor’s room. “Let’s get to the 3rd floor.”

“Sounds good to me. Let’s, like, use the elevator since we’re carrying all this stuff.” Maggie is as lazy as ever even if she’s trying to hide it under a whimsical attitude.

“I’m with her.” Lazy Catastrovania sure doesn’t mind joining. Both of them get closer to one of the 3 elevators and press the button to call it.

“Fine...” You felt like you had no choice.

Thankfully, nobody was inside the elevator once you all got inside it, you push the button for the third floor and it goes up as slowly as you imagine...

But your luck runs out in this regard because once you reach the 2nd floor, the door opens and a woman a little taller than you comes in. She has a mean look on her face, she has silky smooth hair, a nice hat and her body is oddly proportioned. She gets inside without giving it much thought about your presence. She pushes the button for the 5th floor.

“I don’t know who the genius was who put the women’s bathroom on the 2nd floor… Right?” She tries to lighten the mood with some small talk, but she comes out as very awkward.

What do you do?

>Nudge Maggie to respond.
>Nudge Catastrovania to respond.
>“It has always been an odd building.” Retort respectfully.
>Write In.
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>>4570064
>>Nudge Maggie to respond.
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>>4570064
>Nudge Maggie to respond.
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>>4570064
>Nudge Maggie to respond.
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>>4570103
>Go inside like nothing weird is happening.
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>>4570103
>Open the door so slightly to peek inside.
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Since it was her idea to get into the elevator, you nudge Maggie to respond to this strange looking lady.

“I don’t know either!” Maggie says whatever came to her mind first.

“He’s not much of a genius.” The lady nods.

“You’re damn right!” Maggie tries to suck up to her.

“……..” The woman silently turns around to look at Maggie right in the eye, you can tell your teammate is nervous, but she’s trying not to show it. “…I’m glad you agree with me.” That’s a complete tonal shift from what her original small talk was!

“I-It’s nothing!” Maggie doesn’t understand what’s going on.

Thankfully you arrived on the 3rd floor.

“Excuse us. This is our floor.” You ask politely as you make your way out.

“….” The lady lets you all go without obstructing you in any way.

The elevator closes and you hear it leave. You look around and it looks like a regular office, it’s just completely deserted, the silence itself is eerie.

“Well, that was, like, awkward…” Maggie shakes her head. “Who the hell was she?”

“I-I don’t know exactly, but based on what my secret network of spies recollected, she’s pretty important here!” Catastrovania reveals.

“W-Why didn’t you tell me?” Maggie didn’t like hearing that.

“H-How…?” Catastrovania knows it was too late.

“Focus.” You remind both why you are here.

“A-At the end of the hallway and to the left is the Janitor’s room.” Catastrovania points out.

As you get closer, you start to hear some rattling noises inside the room, the sound is amplified by the excruciating silence. Who could it be? A mafia guy? Another janitor? A thief? You indicate the girls to be quiet…

What do you do?

>Open the door so slightly to peek inside.
>Wait until whoever is inside comes out.
>Go inside like nothing weird is happening.
>Tell Odetta to look inside and tell you all what’s going on.
>Write In.
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>>4570103
>Open the door so slightly to peek inside.
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>>4570108
>Open the door so slightly to peek inside.
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>>4570108
>Open the door so slightly to peek inside.
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>>4570108
>>Tell Odetta to look inside and tell you all what’s going on.
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You indicate the girls to hold their position, you’ll try to open the door so slightly to peek inside. The girls stay frozen in place…

You grab the doorknob and slowly turn it sideways with delicacy, once you feel the door moving, you pull it without making a sound. You look at what is making all this noise inside…

It looks like one of the mafia thugs that seems oddly familiar to you for reasons you can’t recall right now. He’s making a mess of the place looking for something…

“Where is it…? Boss said it was in here…” The guy sounds cranky, and looks like he was injured not too long ago judging by the bandages.

You look back to the others and signal to them that there is someone inside...

What do you do?

>“Excuse me, what are you doing here?” Pretend to be a confused janitor.
>“Hey, you there! Stop!” Pretend to be a furious janitor. Nobody messes up with your lockers.
>Sneak inside and try to knock him out.
>Write In.
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>>4570130
>>“Excuse me, what are you doing here?” Pretend to be a confused janitor.
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>>4570130
>“Excuse me, what are you doing here?” Pretend to be a confused janitor.
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>>4570130
>keep watching to see what he grabs. Be prepared to bonk him.
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>>4570130
>“Excuse me, what are you doing here?” Pretend to be a confused janitor.
Time to use our acting skills.
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“I’ll make those bastards pay for selling me out…” The cranky guy continues to talk to himself.

You decide it’s time to intervene.

“Excuse me, what are you doing here?” You pretend to be a confused janitor. He left the whole room a mess, and you can imagine you’re too underpaid to think this is worth cleaning up.

“Oh fuck!” Cranky man gets scared, he turns around expecting anything but a Janitor. He relaxes when he sees you. “You got me good, man. What am I doing here? I’m looking for something for the boss and I need it fast. So help me out.”

“Uhm, I don’t know how much I can be of help now that you left this whole place upside down.” You act like you don’t know what is where thanks to this.

“Doesn’t matter, tell me where your keys are! I need to go before the damn conference is done.” Cranky man wants you to hurry up and help him. “The keys for the whole place I mean.”

You can clearly see the keys hanging on the wall… He wants the keys you came for.

What do you do?

>“They are on the wall.” Point them out. Then when he gets distracted, bonk him on the head. Then tie him up and put him inside one of the lockers.
>“You seem mighty suspicious, sir. I don’t think you work here. I’m going to call security.” Pretend you’re afraid for your own wellbeing.
>“Get the hell out of my room, you’re just leaving me a mess I know you’re not going to clean up.” Be aggressive.
>“And why do you need them?” Get information out of him.
>Write In.
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>>4570156
>>“And why do you need them?” Get information out of him.
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>>4570156
>>“They are on the wall.” Point them out. Then when he gets distracted, bonk him on the head. Then tie him up and put him inside one of the lockers.
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>>4570156
>“And why do you need them?” Get information out of him.

We can bonk him on the head after.
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“And why do you need them?” You’ll keep acting oblivious just to get more information.

“Zama Vatalaro, our boss, needs them, that's all you need to know! But you need to keep real quiet about it too. Like, never say a word about me being here either or that this even happened. Understand?” The cranky guy wants you to comply.

“Why?” You pretend not to get it.

“Because this is a secret for… uh… a party! Yeah! We can’t let anyone know.” Cranky guy comes up with something.

“How are the keys going to help out for the party?” You want the whole picture.

“Errr… w-we lost the key for the meeting room we want to use… y-yeah.”

“Then use the key for another room. I believe you’re acting too suspicious.”

“F-Fine, I’ll tell ya… We need to reach the big boss’s office! It’s a secret surprise birthday party for the boss of bosses! A-Are you happy now? Can you help me find the damn keys or not?!” The guy starts really getting mad at you.

Maybe this is part of Zama’s scheme to take out the Min-Hu boss… If you mess with this, could this bring bigger consequences? Perhaps putting the whole Vatalaro Family on alert, which would mean you need to do the whole plan before the conference is over. If you don’t want to deal with them that is.

What do you do?

>“They are on the wall.” Point them out. Then when he gets distracted, bonk him on the head. Then tie him up and put him inside one of the lockers.
>“I see, they are on the wall, good luck with the party.” Point them out and let him leave. You’ll have to find another way to save the Reids.
>“The same boss nobody can talk about? I’m calling security, you’re mighty suspicious.” You’re going to make him leave without raising suspicion on you.
>Write In.
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>>4570177

(Last Reply of the day, we continue tomorrow.)
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>>4570177
>“They are on the wall.” Point them out. Then when he gets distracted, bonk him on the head. Then tie him up and put him inside one of the lockers.
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>“The same boss nobody can talk about? I’m calling security, you’re mighty suspicious.” You’re going to make him leave without raising suspicion on you.

Except warn him that you'll call security if he doesn't get out instead of calling security immediately
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>>4570177
>“The same boss nobody can talk about? I’m calling security, you’re mighty suspicious.” You’re going to make him leave without raising suspicion on you
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>>4570177
>“The same boss nobody can talk about? I’m calling security, you’re mighty suspicious.” You’re going to make him leave without raising suspicion on you
We need the master key over anybody else in here. Get him to fuck off, then stick to the plan. Next stop is 5th floor.

Hold on
>Odetta is going to deal with the surveillance cameras by sabotaging their security room on the 2nd Floor
>“I don’t know who the genius was who put the women’s bathroom on the 2nd floor… Right?”
>The Vatalaro Family and the Traditionalists. One led by the man you just met Zama Vatalaro, and the other by Penelope Don Sato respectively.
>Supposedly, there was none, but Penelope found a close enough cousin in the family tree to make this work and gain some time
Did Penelope already sabotage the security room herself? And if so, how? If Odetta can notice that and report it to us later once she returns back to her living body, that can tell us what Penelope might have been planning on her end of things. She's definitely on Ubaldo's side and not Zama's here.
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>>4570177
>>“The same boss nobody can talk about? I’m calling security, you’re mighty suspicious.” You’re going to make him leave without raising suspicion on you.
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“The same boss nobody can talk about? I’m calling security, you’re mighty suspicious.” You threaten the guy and continue playing your role of an oblivious but hardworking janitor.

“W-Wait, if you call security, I’m gonna be in big trouble…!” The cranky guy looks desperate to convince you not to do it.

“Then I’ll suggest you leave before they get here.” You go for the door.

“S-Shit…!” The guy just ran for it, he tried to push you away while escaping, but he couldn’t even move you…

You’ll let this slide because you have better things to do. You can’t believe the guy didn’t find the keys, but now you have them. Maggie and Catastrovania make their way in here.

“W-What happened? Who was that guy?” Catastrovania is in alert mode.

“He didn’t notice us while he was running, I think.” Maggie doesn’t look worried about him.

You quickly explain what happened. You show them the keys.

“These are the ones we’re looking for, correct?”

“Yes…” Catastrovania double checks on her phone, she has all the information she gathered in there just in case.

“Let’s go to the 5th floor now!” Nightmare Maggie is happy that everything is going so swiftly.

“We need to send Odetta to tamper the security cameras first.” You point out.

You might want to prevent looking suspicious, so leaving things like this isn’t a smart move. But time is slowly ticking away…

What do you do while Odetta does her ghost tricks?

>Get as close as you can to the 5th floor. You need to move fast.
>Clean this mess up, it would be weird if you left the room like this after leaving.
>Inform the receptionist about this little incident, she may decide if it’s pertinent to call security or not.
>Write In.
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>>4571098
>>Get as close as you can to the 5th floor. You need to move fast.
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>>4571098
>Get as close as you can to the 5th floor. You need to move fast.
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>>4571098
>Clean this mess up, it would be weird if you left the room like this after leaving.
Get that laundry cart
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>>4571098
>Get as close as you can to the 5th floor. You need to move fast.
Remember to take the "laundry cart to hide people inside" so we can stealth extract Masen, his father, AND the Bucket too. We should loot some cleaning supplies like spray bottles, water for spills to slip people, bleach to brutally murder somebody, gloves to protect ourselves, plastic bags to suffocate people with, and more.
HEY OP, YOU DREW THE BOSS/CELL KEY IN THIS POST PICTURE, THE REAL MASTER KEY LOOKS LIKE THE ONE IN >>4570177! ALSO SEE THE ICONS IN >>4545150
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>>4571098
>Get as close as you can to the 5th floor. You need to move fast.
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THIS POST RIGHT HERE HAS THE PLAN, BOYS >>4545150
REMEMBER: OUR TARGETS IN ORDER ARE
>secure Master Key = floor 3 janitor closet
>secure laundry cart = floor 3 janitor closet
>secure Boss/Cell Key = floor 5 fake conference room
>rescue Masen Reid = floor B3F holding room
>rescue Jean-Loup Reid = floor B3F holding room
>secure the Bucket = floor B2F treasure room
>kill Aleister Price = ???
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>>4571098
>Get as close as you can to the 5th floor. You need to move fast.
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[Meanwhile Bruce]

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“Odetta, it’s your time to shine. Take the cameras out.” You pull out your phone to liberate the ghost.

“Gladly…” Odetta smirks before bursting out of your phone as a green volt and disappears after a second.

“Now, let’s take a laundry cart. Put some cleaning supplies inside just in case.” You start grabbing some of the stuff from the floor like a spray bottle and some bleach. Maggie does the same, and Catastrovania just watches. “Now let’s take this to the elevator, we need to be as close to the 5th floor as we can.” You don’t want to carry this stuff through the stairs, it can be troublesome.

“Aye, aye, Allie!” Maggie seems pumped up to continue.

“Ngh, we have to wait in the 4th floor, right? T-The receptionist lady told us not to meddle in the 5th one yet.” Catastrovania brings a good point.

“Yes, we will wait outside the elevator, we’ll pretend to clean the place. Worst case scenario we will have to carry the cart through the stairs.” You clarify.

“In case you forgot, we’ll be right next to the cafeteria, assistant.” Catastrovania reminds you.

“Right, let’s get moving.” You have no time to lose.

Now onto your next objective: the Cell key. You take the elevator with the girls just to move one floor thanks to the cart you’re parading. At least, no other person was inside. You arrive on the 4th floor, there is a big hall outside the entrance to the cafeteria. An area you’re going to pretend to clean with your broom until Odetta gets back.

Yoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooouuuuuu……..!” A high pitched howl comes from the cafeteria’s entrance. You three turn to see what’s the source… It’s Spectralhound. Why is he here…? “You think I wouldn’t recognize you?!” His voice sounds higher pitched than you were accustomed to. With a decisive strut he comes closer to you. “I can’t believe I found you here…!” He looks angry.

H-He’s about to destroy all your plans if you don't do anything. Thankfully, there is no one around thanks to the meeting they have upstairs. But it begs the question, what is he doing here?

How do you respond?

>“Sir, I don’t know who you are. But it’s nice to meet you, my name is Wilfred.” Play the same oblivious but hardworking janitor.
>“You better shut up or I’m going to kick you in the groin again.” Intimidate.
>Ignore him.
>Write In.
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>>4571201
>>“Sir, I don’t know who you are. But it’s nice to meet you, my name is Wilfred.” Play the same oblivious but hardworking janitor.
Use our acting
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>>4571209
+1 because the smoother we carry out the plan the better
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>>4571209
Support.
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“Sir, I don’t know who you are. But nice to meet you, my name is Wilfred.” Play the same oblivious but hardworking janitor.

“W-Wilfred…?! A-Are you even trying?!” Spectralhound won’t fall for your tricks. “Look! You even brought those two too!” He points at Catastrovania and Maggie.

“We’re merely coworkers.” You retort.

“Okay, what’s your name, girl?” Spectralhound gets furiously close to Catastrovania.

“I’m… uh… Cocostrovania.” Catastrovania poses.

“P-Put some effort, damn it!” Spectralhound is more offended by the fact you guys think you can fool him doing this. “Okay, shoot, what’s your name?” He points at Maggie.

“Uhm.. I’m… eeh… Uh… Maggie II.” Maggie smiles.

“….I think I made a mistake. Sorry for harassing you guys, you’re clearly not the people I thought you were.” Spectralhound walks away… Then he runs back. “NO, I’M NOT BUYING THIS! What kind of idiot do you take me for!?”

“I’m not sure what has gotten onto you, sir, but you persist, I’ll call security. This is assault.” The honorable janitor Wilfred won’t stand idle.

“That’s all you do! You call the cops or kick me in the balls! You’re no maaaaAAAAann…!” Spectralhound has enough of you.

“Please don’t mention your private parts, sir. That’s sexual harassment.” Maggie intervenes.

“S-Shut up!” Spectralhound was taken aback by that.

You feel a truly spectral being going back to your phone, it’s Odetta. She makes you phone vibrate twice to tell you she accomplished her mission.

You need to get out of here quickly.

What do you do?

>“Sir, behind you.” Then run to the elevator.
>“Seriously sir, I have no idea what you’re talking about. Perhaps you’re mistaking me for my twin brother Alfred. If he did anything to you, I apologize in the name of my family.” Continue acting.
>Kick him in the balls again and leave.
>Write In.

(Last Reply of the day! I have to leave early. We continue tomorrow.)
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>>4571242
>“Seriously sir, I have no idea what you’re talking about. Perhaps you’re mistaking me for my twin brother Alfred. If he did anything to you, I apologize in the name of my family.” Continue acting.
Well we were sorta forced to level acting so might as well milk it... unless
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>>4571242
>“Seriously sir, I have no idea what you’re talking about. Perhaps you’re mistaking me for my twin brother Alfred. If he did anything to you, I apologize in the name of my family.” Continue acting.
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>>4571253
+1; in exchange for repeated extreme trauma from Siske, Alfred gained Level 5 Acting. He paid for that power and capability and unlocked human potential with his own blood, tears (blood), sweat (not blood), and sanity (mental blood). It better do us justice
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>>4571242
>“Seriously sir, I have no idea what you’re talking about. Perhaps you’re mistaking me for my twin brother Alfred. If he did anything to you, I apologize in the name of my family.” Continue acting.
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>>4571242
>“Seriously sir, I have no idea what you’re talking about. Perhaps you’re mistaking me for my twin brother Alfred. If he did anything to you, I apologize in the name of my family.” Continue acting
This is. So. Fucking. Stupid.
I LOVE IT
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>>4571242
>“Seriously sir, I have no idea what you’re talking about. Perhaps you’re mistaking me for my twin brother Alfred. If he did anything to you, I apologize in the name of my family.” Continue acting.
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>>4571242
>“Seriously sir, I have no idea what you’re talking about. Perhaps you’re mistaking me for my twin brother Alfred. If he did anything to you, I apologize in the name of my family.” Continue acting
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>>4571242
>“Seriously sir, I have no idea what you’re talking about. Perhaps you’re mistaking me for my twin brother Alfred. If he did anything to you, I apologize in the name of my family.” Continue acting.
It does make sense to apologize. Spectralhound is so used to us calling the cops and kicking him in the balls that I don't think he would believe we could apologize. We would be clearly someone else.
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>>4571242
>>“Seriously sir, I have no idea what you’re talking about. Perhaps you’re mistaking me for my twin brother Alfred. If he did anything to you, I apologize in the name of my family.” Continue acting.
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“Seriously sir, I have no idea what you’re talking about. Perhaps you’re mistaking me for my twin brother Alfred. If he did anything to you, I apologize in the name of my family.” You’ll try to gaslight him.

“T-Twin brother…? A-Apologize?” Spectralhound never expected this kind of response. “This is certainly not how the real Alfred would act.”

“That’s because I’m Wilfred.” You retort.

“But these two…! They look exactly like Catastro-whatever and Maggie!” Spectralhound cannot be fooled that easily.

“That’s because I’m Maggie II.” Maggie retorts.

“You’re messing with MEEEeeeeE. Who names their child Maggie II?” Spectralhound barks.

“Maggie I.” Maggie is as sharp as a bag of wet noodles.

“T-Then you’re not Maggie II, You’re Maggie the second! Learn how to lie properly.” Spectralhound is confident that you’re just liars.

“She can’t lie properly because she’s telling the truth.” You intervene.

“And what’s the excuse of this one, eh?!” Spectralhound points at Catastrovania.

“Ngh…” Catastrovania shyly hides behind you.

“Sir, stop pointing at people. It’s rude.” You act cordial about it.

“Y-You sound just like him! E-Even complaining about the same stuff.” Spectralhound is one tough cookie to convince.

“We were raised in the same household.” You shake your head.

“Y-You might have a point, but that doesn’t absolve Coco. She’s exactly like her.” Spectralhound wants to hear Cat’s answer.

“She’s just trying to look like the main villain of the upcoming superhero movie: Silver Sun! She’s a big fan.” You invent an excuse.

“Now that’s far-fetched…” Spectralhound didn’t believe your lie in any way, shape or form this time.

“Here…” You look it up on your phone after pushing Odetta to the side. She looks really mad at you. “See?” You show him a picture of the poster after pushing the ghost away for the 2nd time.

“T-T-That can’t be real… W-Why is she there…?” Spectralhound can’t believe his eyes, now he looks down. “…Wilfred, Coco and Maggie. Sorry for troubling you.” Spectralhound loses all bravado and meekly apologizes. “I feel like a dick. I made a big scene for nothing.”

“It’s all right, sir. Everyone makes mistakes.” You pretend to be understanding.

“You all are cool. I’m not going to forget this! In fact, when you see your brother again, tell him we’re even.” Spectralhound raises his fist. “I’ll find a way to make it up to all of you later! Now if you’ll excuse me… I forgot my Donny Pops.” Spectralhound walks back to the cafeteria with his sandwich in hand.
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>>4572526

You tell everyone to get in the elevator asap. You all rush with the cart…

“What an idiot.” You say once you’re safe from anyone listening to you.

“A big one.” Catastrovania shakes her head.

“Freddy wasn’t that bad…” Nightmare Maggie might be as kind as Ascended Maggie.

“No, he’s an idiot!” Catastrovania really doesn’t like Spectralhound.

You arrive on the 5th floor, it has various hallways with doors leading to different offices, you can see the number of each one. There are 3 big conference rooms and other smaller meeting rooms, one of the former is the source of all the noise here. Catastrovania points out that you should get to Conference Room Number 3, that’s the location of the Cell Key.

As you approach your objective, you see someone standing outside, guarding it. It’s one big dude, and he doesn’t look friendly… He hasn’t noticed you three yet.

What do you do?

>Ask politely if you could get inside to clean the room up.
>Ask the big dude what he is doing here and why he isn’t at the conference.
>Tell Maggie to distract him, while you and Catastrovania sneak inside.
>Write In.
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>>4572529
>Write In.
>Distract him with your acting, while Maggie and Catastrovania sneak inside.
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>>4572529
>>Ask the big dude what he is doing here and why he isn’t at the conference.
This guy might not be that bad
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>>4572529
Oh shit I remember this lad. He asked us to pick between head and tail back in http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/3484437/ post No.3497057 and said he'd make sure we were safe.

>write in
>Greet Yevtushenkov.
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>>4572529
>>Ask the big dude what he is doing here and why he isn’t at the conference.
>+ Greet?
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>>4572549
+1
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>>4572549
+!, if he's a cool dude we might as well be friendly and catch up for a bit.
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>>4572549
Sure why the hell not, things have been crazy lately might as well dive in.
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>>4572571
I guess it'll depend if he is still going by that coinflip he did with us when we first met.
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[Meanwhile Bruce again...]
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>>4572581

“Hello there.” You approach the big dude and greet him. You think he looks familiar. Catastrovania and Maggie are trailing behind with the cart, both of them nervous at what you’re about to do.

“…” He silently nods to acknowledge you.

“You’re Yevtushenkov, right?” You ask.

“Yah.” Yevtushenkov calmly responds. You forgot how deep his voice is.

“What are you doing here? Why aren’t you at the conference?” You try to spark a conversation.

“I guard the keys while they are busy.” Yevtushenkov points behind him. “Care to play? Tell. Head or Tail.” He takes a coin out.

“Tail.” You respond without hesitation.

Yevtushenkov tosses the coin in the air and catches it. He shows the result to you. “Still good.” It was tail. He nods to himself. “You want a key?”

How do you respond?

>“Yes, can I have the ones for the cell please?”
>“Yes, can I go in?”
>“No, it’s fine. Keep doing a good job.”
>Write In.
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>>4572585
>>“Yes, can I have the ones for the cell please?”
Yevtushenkov is a joy.
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>>4572585
>>“Yes, can I have the ones for the cell please?”
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>>4572585
>>“Yes, can I go in?”
Let's not push, even if he is a cool guy.
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>>4572585
>“Yes, can I have the ones for the cell please?”4572585
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>>4572585
>“Yes, can I have the ones for the cell please?”
>(after we get the keys) "You owned a store on our street, didn't you? My father must have known you. He was Hank Brown." Ask Yevtushenkov about your father and what happened to him since the stores were sabotaged.
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>>4572596
Add this, why not.
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>>4572596
+1, like I said, what a cool dude.
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“Yes, can I have the ones for the cells please?” You politely ask the colossal man.

“Underground?” Yevtushenkov wonders.

“Yeah, that one. Please.”

“One moment.” Yevtushenkov goes inside the room and comes back in less than a minute. “Here. Save Jean-Loup.”

“Thank you so much.” You’re grateful for his help. You have no idea why he’s doing all of this though.

“..