Karan says, “- that’s why the sky is blue, Michelle. Isn’t that fascinating, Michelle?”Oh my god. It’s been at least half a hour now and she’s STILL talking.Mmmmmhmmm. You’ve tuned her out, by and large, by just focusing on the view of the lake. You haven’t seen water this blue and calm...ever? Sure, you saw the Atlantic on the way there and back, but, still...nothing like this.Karan continues, “Did you know that of all the human senses that your sense of sm-”...that’s weird.“Michelle, why is someone at my gate? Who is she, Michelle. Michelle?”Her...avatar?...that’s been floating nearby looks sour, ...upset? Her tone even seems...hostile.She pulls up a camera feed and displays it next to her, showing a woman (hey, Wendy’s here!) in an...wow, that car’s a lot newer than you were expecting, honestly.She looks bored.“That’s Wendy, Karan. We’re friends. Let her in.”Karan looks huffy as the gate slowly begins to retract and Wendy rolls in through the yard on the driveway that you’re pretty sure would qualify as a two lane road.You hope this isn’t going to be a thing with her. It.Wendy parks lazily up front, which you know because Karan hasn’t taken the feed down yet (although you notice it has changed perspective (camera?)), and watch her as she walks up the path to your front door. She’s wearing a knee length dress and pretty white flats. She’s got a medium sized navy blue bag over her right shoulder and under her arm. Her hair is also much straighter than it was last night/this morning, wrapped casually in a side ponytail on her opposite shoulder.>[1/2]
You are Michelle St. Claire, and today is your second day on the job.Well, sort of. After a busy day yesterday executing a handful of teenagers in a way that would make the islamists blush (never thought THAT would happen…), today you clocked into the office only to be given the day off.Cool. Turns out your house has its own dedicated AI unit which is also apparently called a muse. Who knew. You didn’t. What do you do know is Karan is a chatty bitch.Liquid: 12,000 + first wk paycheck (2289.57)Income: ~2200/wk + bonusesExpenses: 5500/mo leaseCaptive money: 10k security depositTwitter: https://twitter.com/WetworkIdols @WetworkIdolsArchive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Wetwork%20Idols%20Quest(as requested from last thread, small finance brief)
>>31374696Wow. And...there’s definitely way more volume that what was there yesterday.You run your fingers through your hair a few times. It’s longer than regulation, now, but...still. You might as well be wearing a small animal compared to that.Christ.You hate your fucking Army pixie cut.Life isn’t fucking fair. You got shot in the fucking face, you don’t deserve this.Wendy makes a face, sending you back into reality. The lighting isn’t the best, and the way she has her shoulders turned and face away suggests that even on a day off she’s at least a little careful (paranoid.) about how much she shows.No idea what that face was, though. She rings the doorbell and stands stiffly as she waits.You shout, “COMING!”You’re not actually sure if she can hear you across the house and through a wall(door), and your back is turned to the video. You unlock it and pull it open.Wendy says, “I was like halfway sure you just made some shit up while I was driving here but ho-lee shit Michelle this is insane!Also, I brought wine.”She nudgers her bag a few times.“For later, obviously. I’m not going to live through three months of shooting and being shot at only to end up spray painting a tree with my brain.”You say, “Makes sense.”It really does.“Sooo…,” Wendy says as she looks at the inside of the house.Oh, right. Manners. You step out of the way and say, “Sorry. Not used to having guests. Or a house. Or a door.”You move towards to side to let her in.“Thanks. Show me around?”“Sure!”You lead her towards the kitchen and Wendy pulls out two bottles of (pink) wine and sets them in the refrigerator, and then you give Wendy an abbreviated tour of the one you just got earlier today. You end it on the balcony looking east.>[2/3 d'oh]
>>31374811“This is amazing Michelle. Doesn’t it bother you though? All the rich people and trying to look normal and everything? I mean, not that you’re a serial killer or anything but...I saw your barcodes and infantry tattoos and, you know....”Her voice trails off into silence.You kinda do. Although you didn’t know she saw them.>Like a house on fire>Ehhh….>How long does it take for a lie to become real?>Something else
Nice link from twitter, fagshit.Did you wardbitch or carryscum?>>31374839"Screw the rules, I have money."
>>31374839>>How long does it take for a lie to become real?>Something ElseShow her around. Just talk about de-stressing from being in the army. Offer her a drink
>>31374959This. Where are our manners?
>>31374839Also, regarding our muse. I'm thinking we had one in the military - it makes sense for a tactical network to have a rapid-response middleman/call router.I'm also thinking that its entire mannerisms and purpose were TOTALLY different than our current Social/High Life party muse - not intrusive, not yappy, concise and to the point, probably had a masculine voice....which is why we find our current one grating as all hell
>>31374696you forgot to link the thread in twitter...
>>31374867I instalocked Luna b/c I'm a faggot. Went 10/5/8 @ 620 GPM>>31374959>>31374972You don't have any. Except for what Wendy just brought, anyways, but she's pretty clear on her feelings about that (since, you know...she's driving and all)>>31375008Maybe. I don't see a need to define her service years...yet.Could come up. We'll talk if/when that happens.
>>31375106>You don't have any. Except for what Wendy just brought, anyways, but she's pretty clear on her feelings about that (since, you know...she's driving and all)Thats what take-out is for!Around here, we have a pizza joint attached to a liqour store, anyway. They will bring you pizza AND a six pack! Good selection, too
>>31374839seconding >>31374867 followed by >>31374959
>>31375156exactly, I'm sure Karan could place an order for some cheap but delicious takeout and I'm sure a bottleshop delivers in the future
>>31375066>>31374867...whoops. Fixed.My b.
>>31375156I wish I had that. The only pizza place with liquor licenses either don't deliver at all, or I'm outside their delivery radius.>Writing in 5.
>>31375106Enchantress 4 lyfe. Jungle -> Midas -> Travel -> lol impetus.
>>31375292I was laning against an enchantress. Fuck her passive. That shit is gay as fuck.
>>31375321It is fun to laugh at IAS heroes. I feel no shame in admitting that.
>>31374839Whoops. Sorry.Had a picture I wanted to post and forgot.
>>31374839You shrug. “Not really. I’ve got money now too, so fuck ‘em. Besides, live a lie long enough and it becomes real or whatever, right?Are you sure you don’t want a glass of wine? I don’t have any glasses so we’d be drinking from the bottle but still...isn’t that what well adjusted people do anyways?”“Thanks, but I’m sure. I’m the one driving and shit, so...yeah.“Oh. Okay.”This got kind of weird.“So...any ideas on what stores we’re going to?”That’s kind of better.“There’s this trendy-ish kind of place that’s like twenty or thirty minutes east of us towards. It used to a pretty normal working class kind of mall but for some reason someone dumped a ton of money into it to make it all hipster and rich-ish. There’s a Rolex and a Tiffany’s and shit and a lot of department stores and whatever. They’re not the fanciest but for all the home stuff it’s basically good enough. I mean, you’re not gonna find all the really good stuff. I ordered my Birkin bag direct, and I buy most of my scarves oversea fro-”She cuts herself off. “Sorry. I got carried away. I don’t talk about non-work stuff very often.”>Reassuring>Dismissive>Scolding>Other
>>31376112>DismissiveS'fine. At least she HAS non-work stuff to talk about.
>Writing in 5
>>31376112You wave it away dismissively. “Neither do I. Don’t worry about it. Better than, you know ...work stuff.”You were going to go into detail about having to wipe idol juice off your boots. You still could.Wendy relaxes some, putting more weight on her arms and the small wall between you and a long fall down to the beach below.“Thanks. Sometimes I forget how to be people. Skyler and I had been on the job for almost forty eight hours already before you showed up, and then we had that entire huge thing we had to deal with too.So...yeah. I need this too. Ready to go?”You do a quick pocket check. Wallet, phone, …oh, yeah. That’s all you have in the first place.“Ok, yeah, I’m ready.”Wendy looks at you, not quite believing. “You don’t a purse or a bag or anything?”“...No?”“Oh my god. Ok, no. First I’m taking you to a place that isn’t shit and you’re buying a wallet and a purse or bag that doesn’t fucking suck. So much more important than a shitty bed or whatever.”>Enthusiastic>Object>Reject>Other
>>31376939>ObjectHEY, a bag is not more important than a good bed
>>31376991"Oh my god. I bet you hate jeans, too. "
>>31376939>ObjectBeds are important, and pockets were invented for a reason.
>Writing in 10
>>31377219i was tying to think of a way to make pocket jokes but you put it better
>>31376991 hereI'm heading off to work, fellow anons, try to not blow all our money on fancy clothes and handbags, we just need good durable simple utilitarian stuff for now until we start laying roots
>>31376939“A bag is NOT more important than a bed.”“Oh my god, I bet you hate jeans too.”“Look, if god wanted us to use bags and purses then why did he give us pockets?”“Because god also wants us to look fabulous. I notice you’re not actually saying no, though.”“That’s ridiculous.”“Shut up and get in the car.”“Fiiiiiiiine.”You tell Karan to lock up and that you’ll be back...whenever.Wendy unlocks her car and the both of you get in. Although, in your case, it’s more like “sink in.”“Jesus, girl. I know why you live in that tiny house now.”Wendy grins. “I like stuff. Unlike, say, someone else in this car who has a house with nothing in it.”“Oh shut up.”Wendy laughs and pulls out of the drive and onto the road. She said twenty, thirty minutes west, inland.Yeah...no. You’ve been driving north for about twenty five before Wendy says, “We’re almost here. I’d say don’t look or say anything poor but...yeah.”She makes some sad looking eyes at you as she looks you over head to toe.“It’s fine though, I’m in there a lot. So, anyways, I’m not letting you walk out without at least a decent bag or purse. If you want a wallet or something that’s cool too, but being bagless is unacceptable. Although honestly I’d have have like a small clutch and then something nice you can keep in your pocket if you’re going all high speed low drag or whatever.Anyways do you want, like, something big like mine that’s kind of biggish or are you a minimalist kind of girl? I guess there’s stuff in between but generally you’re either at one end or the other.”>Biggish>Mediumish>Smallish>Other
>>31377957>(Other can/would be used for negation, if that's how you want to vote. It would be mad long if I included a bajillion options, so my theory on quests is to give 3 options related to the scene/post that just happened and always include an ">Other" for, you know...everything else.
>>31377957>>MediumishMake sure it has a zipper, a flap and can be carried around your shoulder.
>>31377957[x] Fuck handbags. Get something useful.
>>31378046Well, duh. We're not cavemen.
>>31377957>>OtherWell, get the most tactical handbag we can to appease our friend - something we can store a can of mace and a taser in - and use the opportunity to look for things we *actually* want.I'd say pick out ONE good dress - we'll likely need it for some company function or annual employee party eventually - maybe even a vip escort mission.>>31378093we are cavewomen, tho.
>>31377957>OtherGet a fashionable mini-backpack instead.
>>31378337I'm sorry, but this is the first/only thing that comes to mind when I read "fahsionable mini-backpack"
>>31377957“Then I want one in between.”“Of course you fucking do.”Who’s the one laughing now?“Just be easy? Whole day two of the job thing means I don’t have much cash, and I kind of spent a lot on the security deposit on first month’s rent…”“Fine, fine. I already have a few ideas, so I’ll just pull a few together and you can pick one or whatever. Just don’t look at the really nice Hermes bags and whatever because then you’ll want one and you can’t afford one.”You sulk at that.“Cheer up, you’ll feel better once you stop looking like shit. Look good, feel good and whatever. Totally true.”She pulls off into a smaller cross street, and again into a smaller one that leads into an average looking underground parking lot, and turns the car off.“Shop’s upstairs on the second floor, so..let’s go.”She locks the car after you’re out and leads you towards a stairwell and through the fire door on the second floor (from the markings you’re in B). It seems this is the only access, along with an elevator that must be somewhere else in the parking lot and whatever floor 1 is. Lobby, you guess.It’s clearly oriented like that, anyways, since there’s a very large plate glass wall with two large glass double doors swung open, presumably locked in place.>[1/2 I think - god damnit.]
>>31379103Wendy leads you in. “Hey Clarissa.”That must be the name of the girl behind the long black counter with lots of polished metal on it.“Oh, hi Wendy! You look great! Although your bag STILL won’t be here for another few weeks…”“I’m not here for me, I’m here for her.”She points at you in a way that feels unflattering.Clarissa stares at you. “Oh. Are you sure you took her to the right spot? I don’t think I have anything, you know...for homeless people.”“Seriously? I’m right here.”Wendy laughs, again. “We work together. She just started yesterday. Wherever she’s from she’s fresh from it and doesn’t even have a bag, so…”Clarissa says “Sorry, sorry...you just, you know…”She waves a limp listed hand at you. “You know.”Wendy says, “You’ve had your fun. She’s seen some shit.”“Sorry, sorry. What’s she - you? - looking for?”“She said mediumish and I see a few things so let me just grab them real quick and she can take a look at them on the counter.”She fucks off towards the store, and you watch her go from the counter. It’s bigger than you though, and one of the walls is also all glass, looking towards a street with a lot of people but not so many cars on it.She comes back in a few minutes with a selection of three and lays them on the table, obviously looking quite proud of herself.“Prices on the tag and in dollars, obviously. So?”>#1>#2>#3>Other>[2/2]
>>31379124>Sorry for this longer-than-usual wait. Had to find images of handbags, of which there are a lot of go through.
>>313791242Though I still don't even want a handbag.
>>31378386But it's PERFECT!
>>31379124“I like this yellow one. Can we go now?”“I’ll allow it.”You quickly pay and sling it under your shoulder and ..You know, this doesn’t feel so bad. It actually feels...kind of nice between your arm and torso.Wendy notices and looks smug about it.“Oh shut up.”The two of you get back into her car, and she leaves the way she came.“The music on the radio, isn’t that-”“Yeah...it’s from work.”Ick.“Hey, don’t look at me like that. It’s catchy and commercial free for employees.”You wonder if you should roll your eyes or not, but the radio stays on for the entire trip to the mall you wanted to go to in the first place.She swoops gracefully into a parking stall, underneath a young looking tree.“So, like, did you want me to come with you and whatever?”>I’d like that>If you want>I’d rather be on my own>Other
>>31379615>>If you wantIt's not like we'll purchase spartan racks or something without her.Or maybe we will, if we see a nice one.
>>31379615>>I’d like thatIn this together, forever!
>>31379615>I’d like that
>writing in 5
>>31379615>>I’d like thatSHOPPING
>>31379615You look down and away for a few moments. “I’d like that.”“Oh my god, I’m babysitting a toddler…”“Oh fuck off, you’re the one who gave me the option. And already took me to buy a fucking bag.”“And you fucking like that bag so shut your whore mouth. The fucking store is this way now shut up.”Is that what friendship feels like? You’re tingly and warm like you’ve just had some of whatever came out of the stills at a FOB.“I don’t even know what I’m doing here, you’re the one who’s buying shit. Just...whatever. Buy shit and I’ll laugh at your taste.”>Expense: 1100>Liquid: 10,900>Assets: 2289.57>Make suggestions, however many of fewl, of items you think Michelle should buy to furnish for her house. The stores have more or less everything in a quality/price point ranging from (real world examples) of Macy’s to Nordstrom to Neiman Marcus. Less and more expensive items will require relocating.>Keep your suggestions within the home of decor/furnishings for now. We’ll get to clothing and stuff later.>Feel free to ask me any questions (like "What would ____ cost," or whatever.
>>31379942let go for matching furniture with clean simple lines and no fancy materials just simple good treated wood and aluminium/stainless steel, and try to match it to the houses colours, we don't want to be repainting anything, and we'll only want just the essentials so things like:-bed-sofa/bed-wardrobe/closet-bedside table-kitchen/dining romm table & chairs set-tv/media center table/set-reclining chairs to relax in and drink with Wendy (but make them hydrophobic and easy to clean)
>>31380094also forgot, we'll probably want a workstation for any hobbies we get or to work on our gear if we can bring stuff home/get our own, so maybe a sturdy table/workbench we can put in one room for working on if we need to, or we can cart it out to put stuff on it
>>31380094Living in the future is going to be awesome once we get to the future.Still waiting on my Nike MAGs and hoverboards.
>>31379942Are there lurkers lurking from apathy/disinterest? I thought I had the (open ended) question timed well, but...Or is everyone just cool with >>31380094 ?
>>31379942>>Keep your suggestions within the home of decor/furnishings for now. We’ll get to clothing and stuff later.Paper plates. Lots of fucking paper plates and shit.its not like we're gonne be at home much!Lets offend /tease our friend some more
>>31380460good night op. I'm out. Its laaate, but good run.
>>31380571Thanks pal. Catch you next time.
>>31379942“Paper plates. I need a lot of paper plates.”“But, Michelle, you’ve got a dishwa-”“Paper. goddamned. plates, Wendy”Wendy raises her hands and backs off. “Ok, ok, You can eat like a child too.”“Oh fuck you.”She shuts up, but looks smug about it.Skank.She only makes a few snide remarks as you buy the rest of your things. You’ve decided to keep the modern sort of theme with everything you bought, with a lot of black wood (not ebony, but…) and aluminum and steel.Except for your dining table. That’s made out of a walnut sort of brown wood that’s apparently handmade in Maine from driftwood.Wendy thought it was stupid but Wendy can go fuck herself, you have excellent taste.Your bed is a low, black framed with what you thought was a supremely comfortable foam mattress, with high thread count sheets to match (not dark colored ones, though...you’ve had enough of seeing stains on navy and black sheets).You picked up a fairly simple TV (it doesn't even project a hologram!) and a black wooden cabinet for all the bits and bobs to go, but Wendy said you should get a real stereo.There’s a whole bunch of other shit too, but the only one you care about are a pair of lounge chairs for the back deck. They’re even hydrophobic, so that’s cool.Oh. And you bought a couch.You also did some real fucking damage on your bank account. The TV by itself was 500 bucks, and the bed and mattress was 800 for the pair. Combined with the rest of what you ordered, you’re out nearly eight grand.>[1/2]
>>31380887>Expense: 7845.67>Liquid: 3054.33>Assets: 2289.57“Well...I guess you could have shittier taste. Like Skyler. He lives in a corpse motel. When he’s off the clock he just shoots heroin and maybe pukes into a toilet and a nasty dive bar or something.”“TMI, Wendy. TMI.”She shrugs. “So how much do you have left?”“A little over three thou and my paycheck I haven’t cashed.”“Next time you’re at the office just go to accounting and they can cash you out or put it into your bank account.But...I can’t take you clothes shopping and getting your hair and nails done for three. I’m gonna need waaaaaaaaay more than that for you to be fuckable.”You stare at her. “Seriously?”“Have you looked at a mirror lately?”...ehhhh.“That’s what I thought.”“And can we please do something about your smell? And...just, well, everything about your hygiene and whatever? We can do that for less than three.”>Accept>Deflect>Reject>Other
>>31380898>>RejectHygienic is all i need, don't want to look like a prima donna.
>>31381038Wendy's implication was that Michelle doesn't actually have any.From an objective sense, you don't get a whole lot done with cheap hotel soap and shampoo.
>>31380898>>31381076Since I am the only one here, meh.>Accept
>>31381242I was gonna go with rejected, honestly.I even sort of started writing/imagining the scene in my head.You DO seem to be the only voting anon, though, so you basically got the floor here.Whichever you choose I'll make entertaining, so...whichever you want, hoss.
>>31380898>Accept>>31381260Sorry, I've been doing other stuff. You kinda need more images to draw players in.
>>31381282...have my images actually been interesting/entertaining for you?Honestly I've just been doing them because...I don't even fucking know why. Just because or something.If they actually turn out to be an asset to the quest then I'll start thinking of ways to use more.
>>31381242>>31381260Despite the power you bestow upon me, I too go to sleep, night OP. Hope some more insomniacs or early risers keep you company.
Anyways, man it got late. I'll write this last post and the end thread there so I stop holding everyone hostage.>writing.
>>31381345I am assuming he meant original art, especially cute animesque drawfagging.
>>31381345The OP image is pretty cute. But some scenery images would be good too.Also I hope you're building up a stockpile of generic anime idol pics for when we have to interact with the principals.>>31381398Naw. Purdy pictures is all we need, they don't have to be anything special.
>>31381416The two images of Michelle I have/use are the only drawn images I have. Well...and Karan.Everything else is photography.Idols...honestly? I'm not even sure I'd describe what they look like. They're more like trash you need to take out to the dumpster or a particularly chatty dog in terms of how they fit into Michelle's narrative.They're there, but...unless Michelle finds them interesting, in some way, they won't get much screen-time aside from being shot at.Kind of my philosophy about this is I think I should describe how the characters look (when they're narratively important enough), rather than what they look like.Except for Michelle, anyways.it might seem a little pedantic at 2 AM (or later), but I think letting everyone imagine the characters differently makes everyone a little happier than if I just arbitrarily assigned Wendy or Skyler or Nakamara a face.Feel me?
>>31380898“C’mon, lay off. I showered this morning with YOUR stuff.”“Yeah, I know, and obviously you have no idea how to use actual shower products.”Wendy makes a loud sniffing noise and points at you.“Fuck off…”But you need to know, for sure, and move your nose down closer to your underarm an- WHOA.Ok. Wow.You run a hand through your hair and...ewww ew ew ew ew ew. there’s something under your fingernail.You play it cool and just stick your hands in the pockets of your pants.“See?”“Oh my god I’m disgusting.”She closes the gap between you the two of you and wraps an arm over your shoulder. She’s really not any (much, at least) taller than you, but her wingspan seems to be longer than it should…“Not disgusting, just...not clean, and stinking of powder and idol juice and terror and panic and adrenaline.Look, everything is over here. ...how old are you anyways?”You thought you felt a little ashamed before, but, nope. You look down for what feels like a long time.“Michelle?”“...Nineteen.”“No shit?”You nod.“Ho-lee shit. That explains some shit I guess.Anyways, all of that shit’s over there so let’s just...I don’t fucking know. I’ll think of something.”END SESSIONFeel free to twitter me @WetworkIdolsArchiving this thread now.Questions/comments/concerns/etc will be fielded from now until I say I’m fucking off for bed.
>>31381570Can we give Karan an android body? That seems like a fun idea with absolutely no potential to backfire whatsoever.
>>31381589That'd probably cost a lot of money. Like...many years, probably.Totally no way it'd ever go wrong, though. stupid insect
>>31381462Just keep doing what you are doing, I kind of like seeing a different writing style than the "standard" for these quests. Given how we executed idols without much remorse, can we not have cute images? It's kind of a mood whiplash. Also can you set up a pastebin or something for quick references? Like relationships, her fundings, weapon loadout, goals and important (to Michelle) events (killed some idols, got a new house/car, accept mission (details), etc). Thanks!
>>31381700Thanks pal. I like it when I get (positive) feedback. It makes my tummy feel all warm and tingly.As for your second request...I will look into it.Finances have been added to my second post status report/twitter-archive spam/etc, so that's there.I will investigate some options for more fidelity of information.
>>31381753lost my trip, too tired to get it back.I'm signing off now. Any questions/etc can be raised through twitter or next thread.Thanks for playing, everyone, and have a good night/morning/day/whatever it is for you.
>>31381570I just got out of some meetings at work that dragged on for longer than should be legal and missed the second half of the thread, but thanks for the thread OPFOR, I'm loving this when I can make it.