You glance down at your empty desk, and then out to your empty office."I'm taking a break," you say into the empty air. "I'm going down to Charles' and taking a break."No answer. No response. Only the barely-audible noise of the air conditioning, and your own breathing.You are a Magical Girl, and it's been quite a day. And it's not even over yet - it's barely halfway done.You're rescued your arms dealer from certain death, dealt with a recalcitrant squad of trainee Eversors, and handled enough paperwork to choke a donkey. And it's only lunchtime! Or just about. You could swear that it should at least be nightfall already, or the next day already, even. You know that it's only been weeks since you returned from Siberia, but it feels like months have already passed since then - or maybe even years.You need a break. You need a break, or you're going to go insane like Kirika did, and die cackling insane mistruths driven into your mind with nails of golden light.And so, feeling tired and worn-down and sick of your office all of a sudden, you throw your Warmaster's greatcoat over your shoulders, pull your Warmaster's cap over your head, and make your way to Charles' bar.With the clear resolve that if anyone tries to stop you, you'll shoot their kneecaps off.
>>34006797On the way there, you decide to call up Sayaka, to see if she'd join you. You remember that asked for the morning off, something about meditation or training, shit like that - but it's not morning any more, is it? Besides, she's probably just trying to see how many ways you can kill someone with a rolled-up magazine or something. Nothing too important that she can't join her Warmaster for some daytime drinking, right?You hold up your smartphone to your ear as you enter the elevator - and Sayaka picks up at the second ring, sounding somewhat out of breath. There's also music piped in the background - something way too chirpy and beepy and remixed, with shrill vocals overlaying everything else. ...Idol music."Murderface?" Sayaka grunts your name, clear physical effort and strain coloring her voice. You also catch her murmuring accruing numbers under her breath, with each number punctuated with the sound of clanking metal. "The hell do you want? Thirty-four, thirty-five..."How do you respond?I'm taking a break before I get ratified as Dildo Emperor. Wanna come with?Just seeing if you're free to drink lunch. I'm buying....Maybe some other time. Seems like I'm interrupting something.
>>34006813[X]I'm taking a break before I get ratified as Dildo Emperor. Wanna come with?
>>34006813>[X]I'm taking a break before I get ratified as Dildo Emperor. Wanna come with?
>>34006813>[x]Just seeing if you're free to drink lunch. I'm buying.Give some bullshit about going through what's expected of her at the ratification.
>>34006813[X]I'm taking a break before I get ratified as Dildo Emperor. Wanna come with?mostexcitingtimeoftheday.jpg
Threadly reminder that the updated eBook can be found at http://pastebin.com/kbGzcbDblink to the Fanart gallery: http://wiki.magicalgirlnoir.com/index.php/Fanart>>34006813>[X]I'm taking a break before I get ratified as Dildo Emperor. Wanna come with?I'm not sure Sayaka would stop training to join us though. Oh, and >Dildo EmperorHeh.
>>34006813[X]I'm taking a break before I get ratified as Dildo Emperor. Wanna come with?We need someone to keep our drinking in check.
>>34006813>I'm taking a break before I get ratified as Dildo Emperor. Wanna come with?Dildo Emperor!
>>34006813>I'm taking a break before I get ratified as Dildo Emperor. Wanna come with?
>>34006813>I'm taking a break before I get ratified as Dildo Emperor. Wanna come with?Dream too real.
>>34006813>[x]Just seeing if you're free to drink lunch. I'm buying.
>>34006813[X] I'm taking a break before I get ratified as Dildo Emperor. Wanna come with?
>>34006813>[x]I'm taking a break before I get ratified as Dildo Emperor. Wanna come with?
[X]I'm taking a break before I get ratified as Dildo Emperor. Wanna come with?Operation: Sayaka-Kyoko Threesome begins NOW!
>>34006813>...Maybe some other time. Seems like I'm interrupting something.Let the girl work out. As someone who is desperate for her time away Chiaki should understan Sayaka right now.
>>34006813Is this what gym is like for Decu?
>>34006813>>34006813This concludes our first voting period for today. Thank you for your particiaption!
>>34006971Have to get HUGE!
Can't wait to see what Sweetmoester Decuddly has in store for us today!
>>34007054>someone saved my shit edit
>>34006931…why would you leave your email address in?
>>34007157Decuddly is actually 2nd evolution stage of Deculture. The 1st is Denoodly.
>>34007175Mega evolves into Meguculture
>>34007262I was attempting to cram Mega/Meguca/Deculture into one word, but that works and is an actual nickname.
>>34007262Hugeculture is the third evolution, which evolves into Meguculture, nya.
>>34007302Are we still doing Pokemon? I don't recall pokemon evolving so many times outside of branched evolutions, and that would be just wierd in this case.
>>34007302>the third evolutionWouldn't that be Deswole to keep with the naming pattern.
>>34007350I like this
>>34007338Recently they introduced mega evolution. It's more like a battle buff than a real evolution though.
>>34007175>>34007252>>34007262>>34007296>>34007302>>34007338>>34007350So the name is Deculture, and the evolution path is:Denoodly>Decuddly>Deswoleand the Mega is Hugeculture through the use of Megucite
>>34007373I'm aware of Mega Evolution, it's just mentioning 3rd and 4th evolutions that threw me for a loop.
>>34007389That sounds about right.
>>34007391This going to be the new summoning ritual?
>>34007389His elemental type starts off as healing then he gains fighting at the second evolution.
>>34007405Third evolutions have been around since Gen 1 and Mega Evolutions can be a fourth step, yeah~
>>34007391I'm stuck in a horrendous traffic jam or I'd be drawing this now as a glasses Bunny fighting mon that gets increasingly huge
We could use the excess names for different forms.
>>34007413No, the new ritual is posting legs.
wait is decu actually a grill
>>34007456She can be whatever you want him to be.
>>34007456Anon, everyone is grill when they wear a cute dress.
>>34007456If you want her to be one.
>>34007416Oh, no, I understand where I fucked up now. I thought the first three stages were >>34007175Deculture, Denoodly, and Decuddly, with Deculture as the basic and Denoodly as the stage 1 and Decuddly as the stage 2. Stage 3 in my mind would have been Mega Evolution, but I didn't have any idea what the hell stage four was.
>>34007493Ohhh, that makes sense. I didn't even factor in 'Deculture'.That's clearly the name of the trainer that looks suspiciously like Deswole that has like six Denoodlys.
>>34007518He also likes butts because they're comfy and easy to touch.
>>34007389>>34007414>Implying his element isn't Fairy.
>>34007546But healing is fairy it looks soft and fluffy but it beats you up and makes you cry.
>>34007414>Healing typetook me a second but now I can't stop laughing
>>34007453>new ritual is posting lewds.fixed
>>34007456We all are little girls here anon.
>>34007709I thought everyone knew this?
>>34007709Just a bunch of girls fighting over Waifus.
>>34006838 >>34006850 >>34006857Judging by all the noise in the background and the fact that she's murmuring numbers under her breath tells you that you've just caught Sayaka during one of her legendary weight training sessions, where she takes up the entire gym for an entire day.This is allegedly because - and you're sure this is just bullshit - all her sets need all the available weights in the gym itself, no matter which machine or free weight she's using. If anything, it's probably because she just hates having to work out with someone else around.You shake your head here, before mildly admonishing Sayaka on her rather unique way of greeting her soon-to-be officially-ratified Warmaster on the phone. And you thought she was a stickler for protocol and all that."Fifty-nine, sixty, sixty one..." Sayaka breathes into your ear, the clank-clank-clank of whatever beastly weight she's hauling around strangely comforting in its rhythm, like a heartbeat. "...Murderface, if you're just fucking around because you're bored or sick with paperwork or whatever, then just put the phone down before I say something that'll compromise our fragile work relationship, alright?...seventy-two, seventy-three...." The Eversor continues to count in between sentences, impressively not missing a beat. "...I'm busy at the moment, if you haven't figured out by now, ass."...If she's going to be that way, fine, you grumble in reply - although you can tell by the audible lack of her usual venom that's she isn't all that displeased with your call. Anyway, you just called to let her know that you're taking a break before you get ratified as Dildo Emperor of the Ninth."I'm not your goddamn secretary, Murderface, but fine, I'll take note of it." Sayaka replies, still sneaking in numbers after every pause in her words. "...Anything else?"Yeah. You were wondering if she wanted to come along. Since it's lunchtime and everything. You figured you should ask, at least.[1/2]
>>34007784Yeah. You were wondering if she wanted to come along. Since it's lunchtime and everything. You figured you should ask, at least.There's silence at the other end - no clanking, no counting, and it seems the music in the background's been paused, too.You're about to ask her if she heard you at all, before a loud and heavy metallic bang suddenly erupts from your phone's speaker, very nearly making you drop your phone.What the FUCK was that?"What? Oh, sorry. Just finished with my set, that's all." Sayaka replies, her voice now even, completely devoid of the breathlessness earlier. ...Fucking Eversors. "Anyway, sure, why not. Charles' bar, right? Or do you have somewhere else in mind?"...So she's going with you, then? You can't help but blink in surprise at this. You were expecting her to refuse, after all. ...Anyway, Charles' bar, yeah. You're headed over there right now."Ten minutes. Wait for me there." And with a silent click, Sayaka ends the call. You blink again, before frowning at the screen of your phone. ...Well, she said yes, so that's probably alright.You make your way to the bar without any notable hassle - the lunch hour somewhat deserting the corridors you had to walk along on your way out. Across the street, Hanegawa's is seeing brisk business, all the tables and counters either taken up by harangued-looking salarymen or equally harangued-looking Magical Girls. The smell of ramen is somewhat enticing, but you're not going to barge into that mess for a bowl. Better to just drink your lunch, neater and easier all around.[2/3]
>>34007798As you step inside your favorite bar - the immediately-familiar sights, smells and sounds making you sigh in heart-warming nostalgia - it's here that you stop and blink at the classy-looking grand piano sitting in one corner of the bar, where a couple of booths had once been. It's...hilariously out of place in the worn-down, seedy bar, with its glossy premium black paintjob and shining ivory keys. And sitting before it, scowling in his usual way as he leafs through what looks like a beginner's guide to Piano-playing is none other than Charles himself....Christ, you haven't really been away for THAT long, have you? It only seems like yesterday that you took Kumatora here, when you got that box with a severed head in it! What the fuck is this piano doing here?What do you do now?Ask Charles about his new piano. The hell is it for?Forget about the piano, make your way to the counter, grab a seat, and wait to be served.
>>34007816[X]Ask Charles about his new piano. The hell is it for?Exposition, ho!
>>34007816>[X]Ask Charles about his new piano. The hell is it for?Its a bomb, JC!
>>34007816>[X]Ask Charles about his new piano. The hell is it for?
>>34007816>Ask about the pianoHope it's not a huge bomb, planted by someone who knows how much time we spend here and doesn't care about collateral damage.
>>34007816>Forget about the piano, make your way to the counter, grab a seat, and wait to be served.Screw piano.Obtain alcohol.
>>34007816[x]Ask Charles about his new piano. The hell is it for?We're sorry we left him for so long that he's gone mad trying to attract new clientele.
>>34007816[x]Forget about the piano, make your way to the counter, grab a seat, and wait to be served.
>>34007816[X]Ask Charles about his new piano. The hell is it for?"Playin' music... duh."
>>34007816>Ask Charles about his new piano. The hell is it for?Time for Chiaki to secretly be a piano prodigy.
>>34007816>[x]Ask Charles about his new piano. The hell is it for?
>>34007816[X] Ask Charles about his new piano. The hell is it for?Is it me or does Charles look like Garterbelt from how I picture him?
>>34007816>[X]Ask Charles about his new piano. The hell is it for?TIME FOR THREE STOOGES VARIETY HOUR
>>34007816>[X]Ask Charles about his new piano. The hell is it for?made it in time!
>>34007862It is not just you.
Dildoes probably knows how to play.
>>34007816>[X]Forget about the piano, make your way to the counter, grab a seat, and wait to be served.>>34007857Bet you five bucks that either Dildos or Braids knows how to.
>>34007816>Ask Charles about his new piano. Communicate in scowls, the language of surly types everywhere
>>34007862its actually that rude negroes from pulp fiction
>>34007890Let's find out. Start playing Danse Macabre while we wait for her to show up.
>>34007816>[x]Ask Charles about his new piano. The hell is it for?Sayaka's coming, quick, hide classic music!
>>34007816>[x]Ask Charles about his new piano. The hell is it for?Given Charles' and Murderface's rapport, this will inevitably end up with Chiaki looking at sharles, Charles looking at Chiaki, then Chiaki going to fetch herself a drink.
>>34007896Sucker's bet.>>34007922Samuel L Jackson's character?I'm sorry, I haven't watched Pulp Fiction.
>>34007816>[X]Ask Charles about his new piano. The hell is it for?>[X] Ask if we could play it.
>>34007931Yeah, shit. It could get bad.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OM4WPmqr3WAWho thinks this is sufficiently dark to be playing?
>>34007816>[X]Ask Charles about his new piano. The hell is it for?It's filled with snakes, I guarantee it. Sounds awful, Charles opens it up to tune it, BLAMMO. Cobras out the ass.
>>34007816[x]Forget about the piano, make your way to the counter, grab a seat, and wait to be served.It's a bar, there's a piano now for ambiance, making it less of a shitheap. What's to explain?Just hand over the bottle, Charles, she'll take care of the rest.
>>34007816[X]Ask Charles about his new piano. The hell is it for? And make a note to ask the Three Stooges if any of them know how to play, Midori'd probably love that shit.
>>34007816>[x]Ask Charles about his new piano. The hell is it for?did he ever talk to us at all? Well let's still give this a shot.
>>34007816[X]Ask Charles about his new piano. The hell is it for?[X]Ask the voices in our head if we can play piano?
>>34007942>I haven't watched Pulp Fiction.If I were to make you a list of movies you should totally see, Pulp Fiction would be two of them. Heck, even our university professor referenced it in his lessons.
>>34007998>And make a note to ask the Three Stooges if any of them know how to play, Midori'd probably love that shit.inb4 Murderface = secrelty a virtuosic piano player
>>340080410/10 would not study under
>>34007968>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PzmmTlyiMzI>consider the following.jpg
>>34008041Quentin Torantino is the most overrated movie director ever.
>>34008041I've had my classmates quoting it when I was studying for my Quiz yesterday.That said, I'll see if I can grab it sometime.
>>34007816I HOPE YOU LIKE BLOOD AND PIANODID I DO THAT RIGHT
>>34008082Stupid cat, it's BLOOD AND PAIN. Get it right.
>>34008067If we're going there, we might as well https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7WLv7oGM8Kg
>>34008082I want a version that says 'Count Zero'
Threadly reminder that Mami set us up to be killed by Kirlia by warning her we were coming, is judged a significant risk with unknown loyalties by whoever left our recordings, has lied to us and gotten our equerry and best friend to do the same, has an army of magical girls ready to kill or die for her, is rated a massive threat by our axe, controls what paperwork crosses our desk, and supplies enough of our food that she is potentially drugging us into trusting her irrationally (it does seem like our doubts about her clear up quickly after eating those pancakes). Christ, we apologized to her after she confessed to tipping off Kirlia. And she's not naive enough to think that bitch would do anything other than stab us. And we refer to her as "our blonde victory goddess". Whatever she's spiked our damn whiskey and pancakes with is some good shit.
>>34008082I bet the piano is strung with the sinew of magical girls whose Soul Gems were consumed by Pinky.
>>34008168Threadly reminder you a shit
>>34008168>Mami is objectively shit>best_meguca.jpg???
>threadly flamebaitShe hasn't even been mentioned in this thread. Try and be less obvious. Feeding, trolls, etc.
>>34008069So much is true. Pulp Fiction is the only good movie he made.
>>34008168She really has our best interests at heart.
>>34008212Always the pokémon!
Threadly reminder that Sayaka brought up the concept of a threesome with us.
>>34008243eh, i liked django and reservoir dogs, but i think that's just my shit taste
>>34008258After posting that I realized that I need to see Midori cosplaying as Kirlia or Gardevoir.Maybe the entire main (and a few of the side) cast as well.
>>34008183>>34008230Damn right I'm a shit.But shadowruns are better than waifufaggotry to fill in time when Dec isn't posting, in my book. Anything that makes us try to remember all the shit that happened hundreds of threads ago has it's place.>>34008214>Objectively a shitNah, she's just withholding information / manipulating us with the best of intentions. I added the picture title to fuck with the "REMOVE MAMI" fags.
>>34008285New topic : Who is what Pokemon
>>34008168>be allies with Mami and Sayaka whole game>suddenly cheese demon befriends them and turns them on me>probably will declare warDo not trust justice. Justice is lies.
>>34008272Kill yourself already attentionwhore.
>>34008273Django was alright up until the German's death and following shoot-out scene. that was out of place and too... over the top.
>>34008302Mami is a good head of state
>>34008290How's this for a shadowruns for you?>The piano in a bar is a Callidus foci that was planted there for us as a trap.
>>34008290While I believe that Mami is based, I actually really like that you're posting this threadly reminder; it's important to keep these things fresh in people's minds.now kill yourself for insulting mami-donyo
>>34008302>Jewish Meguca State
>>34008328Naah, its Wendy. She is using callidus tricks to make herself look like a piano in the hope that we will play with her.
Threadly reminder that we reminded ourselves that Mami is useful as long as she's on our side
>>34008366but is she?
>>34008302Never trust the fucking Tiroese, anon. I always make a point of crushing the filthy Tiros when I play against them, ASAP.But I like to play as Nagisa, so maybe it's just mogu mogu~
>>34008383We haven't died yet.
>>34008336Mami uses blitzkrieg! It's super effective!
>>34008341Alright, hows this then?>The Piano was brought in by the cult as means for Pinky to make Sayaka listen to the music and turn her in to the fish she was meant to be.
>>34008383We just need to be on her side.
>>34008412BEGON, SATAN!Hello, Shamuuu
What are the chances of Sayaka (suddenly) knowing how to play?
>>34008412If only it was a violin
>>34008385What a fucking whore. Time to remove Mami.
>>34008394She could just be using us to gather the GWs, then when we have 19 and are looking for the last one (the musket one she has hidden away), BLAM!.
>>34008412Now we're getting somewhere. Just watch out for the cobras inside it.
inb4 this entire quest eventually devolves into a state of anarchy, where instead of incubator-lead factionos, we have meguca-lead factions where they try to destroy each other in endless war
>>34008460fuck off newfag
>>34007830 >>34007834 >>34007835 >>34007853You rap your knuckles on the piano's glossy black surface - and a grunt issues from Charles, telling you in no uncertain terms that you now have his attention, and that if you tried that again, you'd be going back to your Office missing an arm.You can't help but smile at this, and it's with that same smile that you hold up your offending hand in apology. He grunts again, and you take this as a signal to ask your question. You do so by gesturing to the piano, with a questioning scowl on your face.Charles grunts again - or more accurately, growls, before raising the book he's been leafing through and tapping a cigar-thick, black-nailed finger on the cover. Specifically, on the part where it said BEGINNER'S GUIDE in large, friendly font.Huh. So he wants to learn how to play, then?Another grunt. ...Right. It's been a lifelong dream of his, apparently, to be an accomplished pianist - and it's only now that he'd managed to get enough money for the model he wanted: a Steinway & Sons. He'd also been dreaming of classing up the bar into something resembling the speakeasies of old, where classy people went to unwind and drink classy booze. Yet another grunt from the afro-topped mountain of scowling muscle tells you that it's also only now that he finally worked up the courage to pursue his true calling. Bartending was apparently just a hobby to him, not something he wanted to do forever. It's here that you look at him in alarm. But if he's going to be playing the piano full-time, who's going to tend to the bar? Who'll be the bartender?Charles narrows his eyes at you, before pointing a meaty finger towards the bar's front glass window, where a neatly-written sign is propped up against. 'HELP WANTED', it said to the world outside your personal happy place....Ah. So he's looking to hire a replacement. But until then...?[1/2]
I wonder when Decu is going to write a scene where the choices are>Eat Mami's pancakes>Do not Eat Mami's pancakes
>>34008273I never expected to have a use for this image, but here it is.
>>34008492At your own questioning look, Charles grunts once more, before finally standing up from the chair and moving back behind the bar. There's a loud bang as he slams an unopened bottle of Kong on the dented wooden counter, along with your customary glass. ...And a saucer of peanuts.Well. That settles it, then.As you move towards your rightful place, though--+ Oh, a piano! A-and it's even a Steinway & Sons! They're really very good, you know! ...I wonder...I wonder if I can still play a bit... ++ Hmph. Well, at least the large buffoon seems to have taste. ++ OVERPRICED. ENTRY-LEVEL. PIECE OF CRAP. +How do you react? It seems that the stooges are taking an interest with the piano.Ask Charles if you could have a go.Ignore them for now, go get your booze.
>Not trusting the mumiIt's not like she's ever hidden anything from us cmon
>>34008513>[X]Ask Charles if you could have a go.The piano calls to us.
>>34008513>Ask Charles if you could have a go.Because why not.
>>34008513>Offer to teach Charles using one of the stooges
>>34008513>[X]Ask Charles if you could have a go.>Braids knows how to playGee I wonder why.
>>34008513>[X]Ask Charles if you could have a go.
>>34008513>[x]Ask Charles if you could have a go.Take to the stage, Braids/Dildoes.
>>34008513>Ask Charles if you could have a go.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7WLv7oGM8KgThis seems like a good bar song.
>>34008513>+ OVERPRICED. ENTRY-LEVEL. PIECE OF CRAP. +My sides.
>>34008513>[x]Ask Charles if you could have a go.May as well
>>34008513>Ask Charles if you could have a go.I bet Charles is actually Mami
>>34008513[X]Ask Charles if you could have a go.We still owe braids for accidentally insulting her.Besides, Sayaka will arrive soon, which means this is going to be hilarious.
>>34008513>[x]Ask Charles if you could have a go.Yes, because I have no reason yet to build a scaled piano
>>34008513[X] Ask Charles if you could have a go and a bottle of Kong to go with it.[X] Offer to teach Charles the basics, with Braids' help.[X] Apologize to Braids for offending her about Sayaka.Might as well make amends with Braids now, while she's somewhat amendable to speaking with us.
>>34008513>[x]Ask Charles if you could have a go.>[X]Check for Callidus traps first.>>34008536To impress Sayaka.
>>34008513[X]Ask Charles if you could have a go.If we do suck, might be good for him to know that we're worse than him, I'm sure can appreciate that.
>>34008513>[x]Ask Charles if you could have a go.We need to be playing something appropriately haunting and ominous for when Sayaka shows up.
>>34008513>[X]Ask Charles if you could have a go.TIME TO TEMPT FATEAND POSSIBLY THE FUTURE OF OUR BOOZE ACCESS
>>34008513>Ask Charles if you could have a go.Because why not.And I want to see Sayaka's face when she sees Chiaki playing the piano.
>>34008513>[ x ] Get a gulp of Kong.>[ x ] Ask Charles if you could have a go.
>>34008513>[x]Ignore them for now, go get your booze.WE CAME HERE FOR A REASON, DAMNIT
>>34008513>[X]Ignore them for now, go get your booze.lets not show the guy that his most drunk client know how to play better that him pleas
>>34008513>[x]Ignore them for now, go get your booze.We need booze
>>34008513>[x]Ignore them for now, go get your booze.Charles seemed angry when we touched it. Probably not a god idea to try playing with his new toy before he does.
>>34008513>[x]Ignore them for now, go get your booze.
>>34008583Changing that to this:>>34008590[X] Ask Charles if you could have a go and a bottle of Kong to go with it.[X] Offer to teach Charles the basics, with Braids' help.[X] Apologize to Braids for offending her about Sayaka.This actually is a very good opportunity to apologize. The fact we actually asked Sayaka to join us only makes it fit better (proves we are trying to slowly becoming more friendish with Sayaka).
>>34008513>[X]Ask Charles if you could have a go.Classiness intensifies.
>>34008513>[X]Ask Charles if you could have a go.I kinda wanted to ignore the piano, but I can't say no to Braids. Dammit...
>>34008513>Ask if you can have a go.Seconding >>34008566 for song choice
>>34008513>[x]Ask Charles if you could have a go.Of course!
wait... if charles has a help wanted sign up,and we have yet to station wendy,couldnt we just say fuck the rules and make her be the bartender?
>>34008513>[x]Ask Charles if you could have a go.
>>34008513Looks like all 3 of them can play. I wonder what they each like.Murderface is probably heavy metal or something. Then again, she might have a hidden soft and sensitive side.Dildoes probably likes some high-level classical music or something.Braids something nice and happy maybe?
>>34008513>Ask Charles if you could have a go.>all the stooges know how to playTHIS....this must be our destined instrument!
>>34008500This thing. It is a good thing.
>>34008513[x]Ask Charles if you could have a go.
>>34008513[X] Ask Charles if you could have a go and a bottle of Kong to go with it.[X] Offer to teach Charles the basics, with Braids' help.
>>34008513>[x]Ask Charles if you could have a go.Screw Dildos. Channel MURDERFACE.
>>34008492I found it pretty funny that Charles and Chiaki are apparently actually pretty close, considering Chiaki was able to so easily decipher what were basically grunts from Charles.Lets use our new position to hire Charles a music instructor!
>>34008708Nah, I bet Murderface would go full concert pianist.
>>34008736I've been squee'ing the last five minutes over how cute it is to have them communicating through grunts and scowls. It's the best thing
If I didn't know you guys any better, I would say that you guys are actually trying to waifu Sayaka.
>>34008051Wait...holy crap I was right?!
>>34008775We shall win Sayaka over with the power of music!
>>34008736>>34008755Charles is a swell guy.>>34008775I wouldn't say we're aiming for it, it just sort of happens?
I hope we play something melancholic like:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=biv68BD8EQQ
>>34008796Watch Dildoes play that song that turns Sayaka into a witch, have it happen, have Sayaka-witch kill Charles, have Kyoko go mad and kill Midori in revenge only to have to be put down by Mami who will then commit suicide out of guilt.These things can escalate quickly you know.
>>34008781>+ OVERPRICED. ENTRY-LEVEL. PIECE OF CRAP. +Sounds like it, Murderface seems to know her pianos.
>>34008775>>34008796Watch Murderface play Oktavia's song, and Sayaka hears it and has a breakdown.Gotta get on that healing-type writing, Dec.
>>34008708>Murderface is probably heavy metal or something.Piano cover of DMC's Satsugai?
>>34008818>not this https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BchDZue9LeEStep up, son.
>>34008831As if witnessing the Time-stop in its freaky state wasn't enough already to freak her out.I just hope we can prevent her from going over the side.
>>34008821and then we fuck wendy
>>34008855Well, when the time comes we should remember the warning Braids gave us.
>>34008854>Not jamming out to https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zG_tQZMUK00
>>34008869Then all is right with the world.
>>34008873Oh right I forgot MGNQ was a big Cave Story reference.
>>34008854Max payne fuck yeah!>The trick in my situation was that there was no trick, no matter what the movies tell you. No rules, no secret mantra, no road map. It wasn't about how smart or how good you were. It was chaos and luck, and anyone who thought different was a fool. All you could do was to hang on madly, as long and hard as you could.
>>34008870For the benefit of some of us, what promise was that?
>>34008898In every other timeline, there's been a point where Sayaka has asked us to trust her, we don't, and she witches out shortly after, IIRC.
>>34008898Something about Sayaka dying/witching because we always refuse to trust her in a critical moment or something?
>>34008891Remember, anon. Mirrors are more fun than television.
>>34008919The only thing that has more more worried than people trusting mumi is people not trusting Sayaka when the time comes.
>>34008891It's funny, I never realized how much this quest shouted out MP until I finally played it recently.
>>34008898+ There was always that one time when things started getting really bad, and Sayaka wanted to do something...that would seem too dangerous, or too risky, or just...just too stupid. We'd do our best to stop her, because...because we don't want to risk losing her, or her getting hurt, or getting Madoka hurt.+She pauses to take a shuddering breath. + Each time, Sayaka-san would tell us to trust her, that she knows what she's doing. And we would never believe her, and we'd do everything we could to make sure she doesn't go through with what she's planning. +Another sniffle. + She witches out approximately two days, thirteen hours, twenty minutes and fifty-eight seconds later, Matsuda-san. And every time...it's not pretty. + A weak laugh. + Especially when we fell in love with her at one point, too. +--Wow. Down to the seconds. Thats pretty consistent.
If we're good enough we might have a new carrot for Sayaka. Or maybe a whip?
>>34008969So that person who talked about Sayaka route after Kyouko died was wrong, right?We probably would have a shitty lack of Officio
We need to make a band. Put Sayaka on the violin and Kyouko on the drums.
>>34008982Aww yeah. Based Dan.
>>34008982>there is no pool under Sayaka
>>34008982D'aaww so cute!
>>34008886>implying it's not>Chiaki is Quote>Midori is Curly. Gets shot trying to do her "job" but then joins up with Chiaki/Quote.>The Mimigas are the Officio megucas. They help with shit sometimes, but mostly useless.>Oriko is Misery>Next bosses, etc>Final Sacred Grounds boss is Mami
>>34008986I thought the one who said Sayaka route might be possible if Kyouko died was Deculture. And maybe trusting Sayaka to not witch out is what we'd need to do, instead of doomsaying it all the time like this.
>>34008969Man, it makes you think. If Braids could end up with Sayaka, who else was there? Was there a timeline when Homura hooked up with Kyoko? Considering the sheer number of repeated timelines, it is statistically possible.
>>34009035Didn't he say that sending Kyouko on the Kirlia mission was just her death flag?
>>34009028>Sacred Grounds = Mumi's breasts
>>34009046Technically, through the multiple time lines, Homura could of hooked up with every named character in the series. It's statistically possible.
>>34008708>Murderface is probably heavy metal or something. Then again, she might have a hidden soft and sensitive side.And she knows her way around kitchen...https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CeZlih4DDNg
>>34009049Yep, Kyoko would have certainly died.
>>34009078MURDERSALAD is best salad.
http://www.nicovideo.jp/watch/sm1768836Are we still talking about depressing piano songs? I don't think I'm ever going to get over this one, for better or worse.>>34009073For you, sir.
What if touching a witch with her grief seed/witch core was a way to unwitch them? And this is the reason we found the Oktavia which core?
>>34008854>>34008873>>34008818>>34008566>>34008100>>34008067>>34007968Thanks for all the music, guys. It's made the thread a lot more enjoyable.
>>34009125Yeah, its been great listen. Thanks anons.
>>34009125Did the play piano vote win?If so, wonder if Decu will recommend something.
>>34009120its clearly molesting blondeshow else did kharn come back from being a witch?
>>34009118Perhaps, in a previous time line, due to some state of mental instability... Homura fell for Kyubey! DUN DUN DUUUUNNN!!!
>>34009167...There are some things that just do not bear thinking about
>>34009118>Are we still talking about depressing piano songs?It's not piano, but fuck that, it's fitting the mood.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OZOuy4YM0AI
>>34009167Someone correct me if I am wrong, but Chiaki did get QB points in this quest.Don't get between the true love of a space mutant cat and a magical girl anon.
>>34009167>>34009207operation fuck waifus get QB end is go
>>34009207>QB can grow tentacles
>>34009201I admit that would be damn fitting.Now I am filled with memories. Damnit.
>>34009218>MILLIONS OF DOLLARS OBTAIN>JEWMURA MODE GET
>>34008532 >>34008536 >>34008550 >>34008564You glance towards the unopened bottle of Kong, and then at the piano. ...Any other time, the choice would've been sickening and depressingly easy to make. But now--You clear your throat at Charles, before pointedly cocking your head towards his shiny new toy. For a moment, it looks as if he's going to refuse - but you get your answer in the form of a slow, deliberate nod. The motion akin to a ponderous landslide or avalanche in its menacing slowness.+ N-norway! + Braids squeaks in your mind as you slide behind the piano keys, planting your ass firmly on the cushioned seat. At the bar, Charles bites off the tamper-proof cap of the bottle of Kong, before pouring you a double. + He...he's actually letting you play HIS piano? Even before he'd learned how to play properly on it...? +Well, yeah, you pulse back. You just asked, and he let you. Shows how far proper manners can get someone.+ B-but-- +Why is she that bothered about it, anyway? It's your turn to frown now, even as Charles comes up to place your glass of Kong on the piano top itself - with a coaster underneath to protect the paint. He'd also placed your saucer of peanuts beside it. It's not a big deal, isn't it? Charles didn't seem to think so, and you only asked because, well, the stooges themselves sounded like they wanted a go.You take a moment to sip from your full glass - careful not to spill a drop - before putting your drink back on top of the coaster and then resting your fingertips on the keys. Somehow, this feels...familiar. Strange, but at the same time very nostalgic.+ I...I know that, but even a novice would--+ Braids begins, still stuttering, but it's here that Dildoes cuts her off. + Let's not expect the Nameless One to bother herself with the trifles of piano etiquette. We expressed our desire, and she was willing enough to grant it. +[1/2]
>>34009242This seems to work. + I...I suppose... + Braids replies a moment later, sufficiently cowed. + I, I guess he isn't too worried about that, either, if he let her borrow it... ++ Indeed. + A nearly-inaudible swish tells you that Dildoes made her annoying hair-flip gesture again. + Now, what shall we play? We do have a captive audience, you know. We shouldn't disappoint them. +You blink at this, and look around the bar. ...It's empty, as it usually is, with the exception of you and Charles, the bar owner glaring at you from behind the counter. His vascular, musclebound arms crossed over his chest.Yeah. Captive audience, alright.What will you try to play? You have time to play just one tune before Sayaka arrives.Something from Braids' memories.Something from Dildoes' memories.Something from Murderface's memories.
>>34009225>>34009218>>34009207>There are currently people who trust QB in this thread>Some of them are the very same people that dont trust MumiWORSE THAN 2.1 MEGAHITLERS
>>34009251>Something from Dildoes' memories
>>34009251[X]Something from Braids' memories, but not before telling her that Sayaka is coming
>>34009251[x]Something from Murderface's memories.This is going to be AMAZING.
>>34009251[x] Murderface Murderface Murderface
>>34009251>Something from Murderface's memories.I think it might be fun.
>>34009251>[X]Something from Murderface's memories.
>>34009251>[x]Something from Braids' memories.I want to hear Murderface music too, but this one seems most suitable for the moment.
>>34009251>[X]Something from Murderface's memories.She recognises piano class instantaneously, she probably knows some amazing virtuoso shit.
>>34009251>Something from Murderface's memories.We don't get enough of her, and we know she's secretly the best at it.
>>34009251[x]Something from Dildoes' memories.
>>34009251>DildoesJust because I'm a fan of proper, classical music.
>>34009251>[x]Something from Braids' memories.
>>34009251>[X]Something from Braids' memories.Let's make Sayaka swoon. Maybe play Murderface later.
>>34009251[X]Something from Braids' memories, but not before telling her that Sayaka is comingWe still owe her an apology for offending her a while back, even if it was accidentally.
>>34009265It's not a case of trusting QB, it's just a case of teaching him to love!
>>34009251>[x]Something from Murderface's memories.She's the best at it. I know it.
>>34009251[x]Something from Braids' memories.There is no other option
>>34009251>Something from Dildoes' memories.
>>34009251>Something from Murderface's memories.
>>34009251>Something from Braids' memories.Because Sayaka.
>>34009251>[x]Something from Dildoes' memories.
>>34009251>[x]Something from Braids' memories.As much as I want to hear what murderface can do, Sayaka is coming.
>>34009251>[x]Something from Murderface's memories.this will either be glorious or a desaster.
>>34009251[x]Other[x]Playing the Piano seems familiar[x]Try to recall on your own how to do it, maybe there is some sort of memory still left
>not playing something for best equerry
>>34009251[x]Braids, tell her sayaka will be here
>>34009251>[x]Something from Braids' memories.Sayaka is coming.
>>34009251>[X]Something from Braids' memories.
>>34009251[X]Something from Braids' memories.
>>34009251>Something from Murderface's memories.Murderface a best.
>>34009265QB in this quest is actually pretty cool.From the "Ask Deculture thing:"Question from someone: "If MGNQ Coobie meets PMMM Coobie what happens?"Answer from Deculture: "It's always refreshing to see someone follow the Old Ways so diligently. But times have changed. Matsuda, please escort my errant brother to the afterlife."
>>34009251[x]Something from Murderface's memories.She's the cutest
>>34009251>[X]Something from Braids' memories.>Norway! Hhhnnnnnngggg
>>34009334We don't have anough WIS for that.
>>34009251[x]Something from Murderface's memories.Don't do Braids. She has the least experience.
>>34009265I would take QB over Mami any day.Then I would try to cheat/remove/kill/disable/get rid of him. But that is beside the point.
>>34009251[x]Something from Braids' memories.I want to do something nice for Braids.
>>34009251>[x]Something from Braids' memories.Here's looking ya kid.
>>34009334>>34009351>[x]Try it on your ownI like this!
>>34009251[X]Something from Braids' memories.It seems like the best way to get more Sayaka points
>>34009382Not sure the "apparent" age applies to memories, but if thats what you want you should go with Dildoes. Since it was her memories that the others drew on to fly the MiG, we can assume Dildoes is the one with the highest memory storage.
>>34009251[X]Something from Dildoes' memories.
>>34009251>[x]Something from Braids' memories.I want to hear what Murderface has to play, but Sayaka points
>>34009251I hope we get a chance to play the ones that are not selected this time later.
>>34009251[X]Something from Braids' memories.had to flip a three sided coin on this.
>>34009251[X] Something from Braids' memories.In order:Braids -> Murderface -> Dildoes
>>34009375I imagine chaki would have something like.19 STR 19 DEX 19 Con 8 INT 6 WIS 8 CHA. That is going planescape torment wise.
>>34009337I don't see why we would need to play anything for Malal.
>>3400944819 STR? BAHAHHAHA.Given how noodly she is though, I have no trouble with 25 DEX.
This is how I think it goes in terms who we should channel/play to:Braids: SayakaDildoes: MadokaMurderface: Midori
>>34009448Yeah, going in 3.5 dnd bullshit stats i'd imagine something like11 STR (still a meguca you know)26 DEX16 CON12 INT10 WIS9 CHA
>>34009464Being a magical girl she is stronger then human at least. She can't help it if Sayaka has something like 22 STR.
>>34009448Noodles? 19 STR, 19 CON? You're kidding me.I'd bring down those stats a fair bit, and bring up the INT, to at least 10 or 11 or so.
>>34009464>>34009471She ripped Freon's arms off. You gotta remember that even though she's relatively small, she's still a magical girl. Also, really early on, her reflexes were good enough to avoid Sayaka trying to shank her twice, and judo throwing Sayaka once.
>>34009493I would put sayaka at around 30 STR, and Kharn approaching 40 when she's really getting into the swing of things.
>seriously trying to use dnd stats for this
>>34009510>She ripped Freon's arms off.She was on Risa drugs back then.
>>34009519>2nd Edition>30 strengthGods have 25.
>>34009510She had +9 STR axes at the time.
>>34009251THANKS GUYSI BET MURDERFACE'S WOULD HAVE BEEN BEAUTIFULNOW WE'RE GOING TO GET HEART CONDITION CHOPSTICKS, NYAand also Sayaka's panties
>>34009488>9 CHAShe is charismatic as fuck. I bet that squad she saw today is going "kya kya" over her now.
>>34009510Maybe bump STR to 16 then. I'd actually bump DEX to 30 maybe then on second thought.>>34009516When did I say it was?
>>34009533Yes, that one time. It also came up in her internal narration at one point that she had done it on her own before. I remember this quite clearly, even though I don't remember the thread. That comment was why ripping off her arms was even brought up in the first place: it was something that Chiaki's narration had said she'd done before.
>>34009548I am perfectly happy with gaining Sayaka's panties. Today has been a good day.
>>34009544>say i'm using 3.5 context>b-but 2ndDo you have trouble with reading comprehension?
>>34009550If you don't know the stats, maybe you shouldn't try to stat characters?
>>34009548Braids won then?
>>34009549I would say chaki has modifiers here. Mainly +10 shot your ass in the kneecap mods.
>>34009548>and also Sayaka's pantiesYou say that as if it's a bad thing, cat.
>>34009548>and also Sayaka's pantiestime to start our own collection that will rival kharns
>>34009564>Using the bastard child of Dungeons and DragonsI don't believe in a 3rd edition. Therefor it doesn't exist.
>>34009567Braids won fairly decisively! I'm sure we'll have chances to bring all of our waifus to a dive bar and play for them, though.
>>34009596Yeah, we should do this.Maybe bring Pinky here and play the Eight Melodies or something.
>>34009596Damn, so the piano will remain intact.
>>34009611Team up with Braids, Dildoes, and Murderface in Magicant?...But wouldn't that just be the barrier arc?
>>34009484Also, forgot to add:Wendy: Our own Memories
>>34009549She has terrible CHA, just she gets an equipment modifier for kneecapping and giant bonuses against masochistic girls.
>>34009564>Say I'm using 3.5>>34009519>I would put sayaka at around 30 STR, and Kharn approaching 40 when she's really getting into the swing of things.It's okay anon. Alzheimer's is a horrible disease to have.
>>34009626No, silly. I'm saying we take Pinky on a date!
Reminder that Homura did nothing wrong.
>>34009627"...You fucking suck, Kong." But you could see a trace of a smile upon Wendy's face.
>>34009641We could do a spontaneous duet and dance around on stage!
>>34009628> masochistic girls.I wonder if we would get Wendy points though blowing her kneecaps off once or twice?
>>34009637Have you never hit the point in a 3.5 game where your characters are hitting absurd stat levels or something? I played a sorceress once that got her charisma up to 38 by level 20.
>>34009656This is about right, or like that one scene from Ghost, and she squishes up against Chiaki's back, reaches around, and guides her hands.Nyaa~
>>34009656This needs to happen now.
>>34009596As someone pointed out above, Murderface makes sense for Midori and Dildoes perhaps for Madoka(Pinky).Ofcourse having Dildoes play for Pinky has this one small tiny issue but ohwell.
>>34009665Hey, it worked once. No reason to think that it can't work again.
>>34009510Correction: she CUT Freon's arms off with a pair of magical chainaxes.Not to mention, carrying a sleeping Midori from the couch to the bed was enough to make her pause and catch her breath.
>>34009641That's a very good idea, actually. She'd probably be upset with us for breaking the promise not to talk to/use the deagle and not getting a date like Midori or Wendy. Should win us some points with her.
>>34009627What about Kyouko?
>>34009626>>34009596>Midori in a black dress lying atop the piano while Chiaki plays itI want this to be a thing now.
>>34009703And the real reason she didn't want us to talk to the Deagle was because our past selves had plans to kill Pinky, but we chose to kill Homucifer instead.If anything, we want to fix Pinky and destroy ourself.
>>34009707Well, there was one mirror that was empty when we visited the deagle....Or we could just play kazoo to her
>>34009707Kyouko would probably be cool with Chiaki being Chiaki
>>34009734You can't be sure that that's the reason.
>>34009714Gimme a few weeks, I need to wrap up some other things first. In other news, I'm almost done with the lineart on this.
>>34009737kyoukos panties will go flying when we elegantly serenade her with a kazoo
>>34009118>Homura goes for Harem EndI'm gonna need sauce.
>>34009737Thats probably for the winged fragment, unless Decu has something totally unexpected planned.Actually come to think of it, that one would fit Madoka better than Dildoes.
>>34009762That looks very hot
>>34009643But she really did nothing wrong.Only the Incubator is to blame.
>>34009757I'd almost guarantee it is.
how much is the usual /tg/ thread post limit?
>>34009758Agreed. I wholeheartedly support Operation: Bang Kyouko
>>34009765>not a vuvuzela
>>34009809300 is the bump limit.There is no post limit.
>>34009519>STR scoreThe way I see it (going by AD&D).>Homu 15-ish. >Kyoubro 18/00>Sallaka 20>Kharn 20-ish>Yuu 25
>>34009762Sexy/10, would sexuhara.
>>34009809We have already passed the bump limit
>>34009548>and also Sayaka's panties>implying she's wearing any
>>34009826For AD&D that sounds pretty good.You're better at this than I am.
>>34009826Petra : 30
>>34009778Dildoes is actually the one who fell for Kyoko or Mami?
>>34009826Huh, those are also about the numbers I would use for 5e.
>>34009714>>Pinky in a black dress lying atop the piano while Chiaki plays itI'm sorry Green Green, but that's how things are.
>>34009881but pinky is shit anon
>>34009895PINKY IS NOT A SHIT
>>34009895At least she's not worst girl in MGNQ.
>>34009881I could do this too, I think
>>34009881Pinky a shit.
>MGNQ>kazooGO DA DAhttp://youtu.be/Oxu6fyY4MPw
>>34009915Someone burn this heretic
>>34009881>Pinky in a black dress lying atop the Piano>Midori next to us with a cocktail>Wendy on the other side sipping whiskeyGotta include them all, Anon. It's just good sense.
>>34009906Who is worst meguca?
>>34009906sadly best girl is already taken
>>34009906The dubious honor goes to Midori.
>>34009936i dont know about meguca but hte worst girl is clearly midori
>>34009936one of the australians or canadians or whatever, dont remember who it was, but they a shit
>>34009821>not her vulva
>>34009895i will end you
>>34009980not a fan of writeups?
>>34009895You've come to the wrong neighbourhood, motherfucker.
>>34009895Say that to my face not online and see what happens
>>34009936That is bait.
>>34010028>Kyoko is RenoWhy is it so perfect
>>34010028>>34009987>>34009960>>34009926too much shit taste
>>34010054blasphemer pls go
>>34010129>there will never be homusatan end
>>34010142It was too good an opportunity to pass up, no matter how much I adore her.
>>34010164You can waifu anything if you try hard enough!
>>34010164thank god there won't b->>34010178please don't encourage him
>>34010178Murderface is a bigger slut than Kharn
>>34010178Can we waifu deculture?
>>34010196Please do encourage him.
>>34010178i want to believe
>>34010164That delicious selfcest.
>>34010164I am more than okay with this.
>>34010209We would have to get to the moon first.Field trip to the first officio!
>>34009251Meanwhile, in an unspecified timeline..http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-00XBUl8ZKc
We probably won't be able to feed them tonight, what with the Ratification Ceremony and all, but can we take Misaka, Rea, and Yuu to get curry for lunch tomorrow?It's already confirmed that we'd get massive point gains with the three of them if we did that.
we should waifu NECOlike right now
>>34009272 >>34009287 >>34009299 >>34009300You glance up at the beaten wall clock over Charles' impressive afro. ...If Sayaka was accurate with her estimated time of arrival, then you only have time to play one tune before she arrives. Sure, yeah, you've been on better terms with each other ever since you started working together a bit more, but you're not comfortable enough with her yet to let her see you peck your way through a piano piece. Much more when you remember that she's a bit of a music nut. You don't exactly need her tearing apart your shoddy performance.It's here, then, as you gently rest your fingertips on the ivory that you call one of the spirits residing in your Desert Eagle. Namely, the one with the hesitant voice and the least combat-friendly haircut. Braids?+ Y-yes? Can I help you, Matsuda-san...? +Does she want you to play anything? Something she'd like to hear, or a song she remembers? You have time for a song, and she seems the most keen out of the three.+ O-oh! I...y-yes, Matsuda-san, that'd be really nice! + For a wonder, you hear the usually-whimpering girl actually giggle. + Yes, please! I haven't touched a piano in ages! +Well, you're all hers, then. Just for the song, though, mind.+ Ah, of course, of course! D-don't worry, Matsuda-san! I'll...I'll do my best! + Another giggle. + If you'll excuse me, then...! +And just like that - a faint warmth pulses from your Soul Gem to the rest of your body as you allow Braids to take control. And she surprises you again by, well, being considerate of it - instead of assuming direct control of you like a puppet, she instead gently nudges you into playing, your own instincts telling you to press this key here, while carefully stepping down on the pedal there. [1/2]
>>34010164Thats strangely hot, especially that side glance as if she is more interested in Madokas reaction than the fact that she is kissing herself.
>>34010263I suppose a cat is fine too.
>>34010263Let's waifu a pile of wet shit instead. That's pretty much the same thing.
>>34010288But we're already waifuing bait anon!
>>34010263we can just fuck a cat.we furfag tier now
>>34010263What's the rush? NECO's not going anywhere.
>>34010288but we're already waifuing everyone who's not NECO
>>34010329You shouldn't waifu the imoutos.
>>34010329NECO belongs to filthy assistant.,
>>34010329throw one more on the waifu pile
>>34010345Tell that to the guy with a supreme boner for giving them all curry or something, nya.
>>34010263WHAT COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG
>>34010267The song is...well, it's a sad song. A mournful one, relying on heavy tones punctuated by high-pitched notes and emphasized by a careful application of rests. Played by a master, this would've been quite the brooding, sprawling solo that brought to mind someone that had the world on her shoulders and yet fought like nothing to lose. Played by a spirit considerate enough to allow her host body's relative inexperience muck things up, well - it still sounds like it's meant to sound, but only more haltingly. More stiltingly. Each errant key press making you wince in Braids' behalf.And yet, as the song ends, and you place your hands on your lap - Braids is happy, somehow. A sigh of contentment leaving her lips as she gently nudges you into a shallow bow, to mark the end of the song and to pay tribute to the silence that follows.Charles grunts here, and even without looking, you know he's pleased. ...The grunt alone was worth an applause.+ I...I suppose I'm more than a little rusty at this, Matsuda-san, + Braids murmurs in your mind. + But...the tune is coming together, don't you think? +...Yeah. Yeah, it is.+ I thought so. + Braids smiles. +...Thank you for the opportunity, Matsuda-san. I won't forget this. +[ + IMPROVED SHIELD INVENTORY MANAGEMENT UNLOCKED! ]"Murderface?" A familiar voice comes from the bar entrance - and you glance over the piano to see Sayaka stepping through. Her eyes look...well, it looks like she's been crying. She sounds like it, too. "I...where did you learn how to play like that?"How do you respond?Just fucking around. Did I suck so much that you're crying?Amnesia, remember? No idea whatsoever. You recognize the song from anywhere?Other.
>>34010350NECO belongs to the lost memory of Malal.
>>34010263Our only interactions with THAT FUCKING CAT should be devising new and hilarious ways to torment her journalistic spirit.Like confiscating all her cameras and recording devices and then doing outrageous shit right in front of her.Except not because I'm sure she'd have her assistant nearby recording it. Fucking cat.
>>34010356That sounds painful.
>>34010178We should waifu Pinky's soul gem. Not Pinky. Just the spacerock.
>>34010369>[X]Amnesia, remember? No idea whatsoever. You recognize the song from anywhere?
>>34010369>Amnesia, remember? No idea whatsoever. You recognize the song from anywhere?
>>34010369>[x]Amnesia, remember? No idea whatsoever. You recognize the song from anywhere?Let's not ridicule our equarry
>>34010384you're a big guy
>>34010369>[X]Amnesia, remember? No idea whatsoever. You recognize the song from anywhere?>[X]Reach into the shield and put a rose in out mouth.
>>34010369>[x]Hmmm...just a memory of another time, I suppose. You look like shit by the way.
>>34010369>[X]Amnesia, remember? No idea whatsoever. You recognize the song from anywhere?Follow up with>"Did I suck so much that you're crying?"
>>34010369>[x]Amnesia, remember? No idea whatsoever. You recognize the song from anywhere?
>>34010369>[X]Just fucking around. Did I suck so much that you're crying?>[X]Amnesia, remember? No idea whatsoever. You recognize the song from anywhere?
>>34010369[X]Amnesia, remember? No idea whatsoever. You recognize the song from anywhere?Braids seemed to really like it. Maybe we should consider buying a piano for our apartment so she can play more. Who knows, maybe Chiaki would learn something while at it.
>>34010369>I don't know. I was just thinking about what to do when you got here, so I was thinking about you, then... my fingers just flew on the keyboard.>Wink
>>34010369[x]Amnesia, remember? No idea whatsoever. You recognize the song from anywhere?
>>34010369[X]Amnesia, remember? No idea whatsoever. You recognize the song from anywhere?Pick your poison, oh Blueberry.
[jk] I made you cry? I didn't think I was that bad.
>>34010369[X] Amnesia, remember? No idea whatsoever. You recognize the song from anywhere?
>>34010274That's because she is.
>>34010369[X]Amnesia, remember? No idea whatsoever. You recognize the song from anywhere?
>>34010369>[x]Amnesia, remember? No idea whatsoever. You recognize the song from anywhere?Is it just me, or is remembering amnesia seem kinda odd?
>>34010369[X]Amnesia, remember? No idea whatsoever. You recognize the song from anywhere?[X]Other, hold sayaka gently in your arms, comforting her and easing the pain
>>34010369>[X]Just fucking around. Did I suck so much that you're crying?
>>34010369>Just fucking around. Did I suck so much that you're crying?Deadpan
>>34010356What are you even talking about?>>34010369>[x]Chiaki Matsuda never learned to play the piano. But Girl A? Who knows.
[X]Amnesia, remember? No idea whatsoever. You recognize the song from anywhere?I wonder if we just played piano Decretum. Or...well, somebody list other sad music pieces from the OST
>>34010467see>>34010259Somebody's brought it up like four times in two threadsI don't mean to call you out, curry imouto dude, it just stood out to me nya
Wonder if we can commission our own piano. The girls like it and Chiaki has both the money and room space.
>>34010490I think we played "Inevitabilis", I'm not sure.
>>34010512>DO NOT VANT.png
>>34010369[x]Amnesia, remember? No idea whatsoever. You recognize the song from anywhere?As Warmaster, we have considerable resources at our disposal. Should we help Charles in finding a bartender? Not personally, of course, but putting some of the MG's not on the combat roster, and in HR to do it.
>>34010530we need our own motorcycle while were at it
>>34010369>Amnesia, remember? No idea whatsoever. You recognize the song from anywhere?Nice homu
>>34010505Oh, right, the curry thing.kareenii-san, you're a weird dude.
>>34010532Don't know how to bloody embed Youtube onto my posts, so here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ISGDAXsS8c8
>>34010530How much would one cost if Chiaki did purchase one?Then again, Murderface apparently wants something better than this so heck. Keeping the voices in our head satisfied is a hard job.
>>34010490>I wonder if we just played piano Decretum. Or...well, somebody list other sad music pieces from the OSTThe description made me think of Puella In Somnio, which is basically Homura's theme. Kind of a fitting song for Braids to play, I think.
>>34010505>>34010550I really, really, really like curry. That's really about it. With a place like Hanegawa's being famous among the MG crowd for their ramen, I just expect there to also be a curry place that the Officio's employees tend to go to.
>>34010563Warmaster monthly salary for the Ninth is probably more than the equivalent of a hundred thousand dollars.
>>34010587Ahhh. It sounded more like you REALLY REALLY wanted to waifu Misaka. Thanks for clearing that up.
>>34010595And how much would a truly top-quality piano cost in real life?
>>34010568"Inevitabilis", actually. It's Puella In Somnio on a piano.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ISGDAXsS8c8At least, that's what's it's called by some.
>>34010587FUCK my mom made some really fucking good curry when I was younger, but now I can't stand eating itProbably had too much
>>34010607Oh, you're right. This does match closer. This is what Braids played, in my opinion, at least.
>>34010587>That cheap.Probably closer to a half million a year or more. I can't imagine Cubes paying chaki less money then the random dean at my college makes.
>>34010587I wonder who could be behind this post.
>>34010530>>34010544Chances are we can find both things in our shield now.
>>34010600We haven't really explored enough foods to find out Chiaki's favorite food yet, so this sounded like a good opportunity to expand our gastronomical horizons.>>34010610You have my sympathy, anon. That sounds horrible.
Also>>34010563This is a great idea, I think. All three of the Stooges seem to like the piano, and Chiaki's apartment is way too huge as it is. It could be both something for us and something for them.I really like it
>>34010628Thats actually a good idea! Someone remember to try it later!
>>34010628Speaking of which, anyone got any guesses about what "IMPROVED SHIELD INVENTORY MANAGEMENT" entails?
>>34010623turkeyhandle plz go
>>34010663It entails that we have finally unlocked improved shield inventory management.
>>34010652Yeah, I could see Chiaki herself finding it enjoyable too, since all the other versions of her apparently play.Lets try to remember it. Or just see if theres one in the shield as someone above suggested.
>>34010663More reliably grabbing desired items out of shield is my guess.
>>34010369I'm sure Kyouko won't take this too hard.
>>34010663It probably means that we're more likely to get what we want, rather than spinning a TYPE roulette wheel. Like, we can specifically pull out a Beretta M9, rather than getting a random pistol when we go for one.
>>34010621Same here. Now I'm interested to see what Murderface and Dildoes wanted to play.(And, I would guess, the bonuses that come along with it.)>>34010563>>34010652Just wondering if we actually have the dosh to buy one.>>34010663Maybe it means we can actually pull specific stuff out of the Shield instead of it giving us items at random?
>>34010663Probably that we're less likely to rack the shield and accidentally drop a fighter jet on ourselves while grasping for a gun.
>>34010705...Why is she smiling?
>>34010610That's rough.My "can't eat" list has like 30 items because my parents were starving (pre-teen) me to the point my stomach started eating itself and it never fully recovered.
>>34010713We obviously need to get a piano for our office so we can brood in a cultured manner.
>>34010728Sayaka a shit.
>>34010623EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED!
>>34010728Because she's still best girl and she knows it.
>>34010728because she's fucking invincible
>>34010728because she's next
>>34010707>>34010714 Both of these are good things. I was wondering because I cant even recall the last time we had our inventory enumerated for us.
>>34010728The thoughts of murder fill her with glee.
>>34010713I expect those two will get a chance to play eventually, but I suspect we need to do something else to get the bonuses of those.Though Murderfaces bonus apparently has something to do with the GW corruption, so not sure how imminent that is since the Siberia procedure seems to be working still.
>>34010607I'm still sad we never got a full version of the Puella in Somnio remix from Holy Quintet
>>34010731wothow does this affect what you can and cannot eat
>>34010705Given that Sayaka has been working out this whole morning and we're getting her all emotional now... chances are that come evening she will need to vent it somehow and Kyouko's gonna take it harder than ever before.
>>34010792My guess: some foods encourage your stomach to produce extra stomach acid (spicy foods, greasy foods, etc.)Probably anon's stomach was damage from acid damage, so he has to avoid foods that encourage stomach acid production.
>>34010807She'll be fine after a drink or two.
>>34010807Now it's Kyoko's time to scream herself hoarse in bed!
>>34010776Hopefully, after we talk to Sayaka. But I doubt it.>>34010788I'm fine with Inevitabilis, honestly. There's something about it that appeals to me. It's solemn, very much so.
>>34010807She's going to pick her up like the muscle barbarian she is, throw her on the bed and then have her way with her all night long.
>>34010807>Kyoko>taking itShe's not the one wearing the trousers in that relationship.
>>34010854Probably not today I mean. During the next visit to Charles in X threads, after the flashback, or something.
>>34010792Normally, stomach walls have couple layers all around, mine is missing some of those layers because they didn't grow back properly (or at all). So the moment I'd eat something that's hard to digest (or acidic on its own) my stomach will eat through its own walls before processing what I ate. Sympthoms are pretty mean pain and throwing up blood.
>>34010957wow, that sucks, you have my sympathy, anon.
>>34010957What's the symptom called?
>>34010928Aye. That's what I fear.
>>34010894We should text Kyoko and tell her to break out the butler suit.
>>34011036Yeah. Still, in a way it makes it more meaningfull and all that stuff.
>>34010728Because now she's free for Chiaki to bang her
>>34011012I-almost-starved-to-death-and-now-my-stomach-is-fucked syndrome.That's why when trying to help a person recover from starvation, it is strongly advised to not give anything that could strain their stomach.Or why anorexia patients have a difficult time recovering one of the reasons anyway
>>34011063Dildoes can probably pocket-type (have we gone so dildo ourself that we have a crackberry?):>PREPARE BUTLER SUIT>ALSO YOUR ANUS
GUYSWHEN DO WE GET TO SLAM OUT TO VENARI STRIGAS
>Teach Charles the pianoTeach KYOUKO the piano. +∞ Sayaka Points
.>>34010607Poured one out just for you guys.
>>34011317What's the pink mini and can we get a close-up?
>>34011317The pink mini kinda looks like Dan's cupcake?
Wot if it's mother and daughter and not inevitablis
>>34011355 If I had to guessI would say a cutest and best
>>34010982I'll live. It shouldn't cut into my lifespan as long as I follow the diet.>>34011012Some latin shit. I'd have to look it up in my medical records.But hey, look at the bright side, I can get more BRUTAL than most of you here.
>>34011355A cutest and best
>>34011394This answers none of my questions
>>34011317Damn, that's classy. Actually, I'm feeling classier by merely looking at that image.
>>34011415What's the actual mini from?Also, nice paint job, the eyes are great
>>34011317>DigitalpianinoYOU HAD ONE JOB
>>34011317YOU FORGOT THE COASTER
>>34011415I'm not the only freaked out by the way that thing looks, right?
>>34011415Needs more a cutest and a bat with removable socks
>>34011455i am too anon, i am too
>>34011317>Not using a coasterI'm guessing you aren't a /tg/ native
>>34011454Calm down, it's a digital piano. It doesn't deserve any better.
>>34011455No,you're not the only one. It was a gift though, and it's the thought that counts. I still really like it.
>>34011460um...what?Please clarify, its sounds like something I need to understand
>>34011493>implying we have to use coastersFFS a little water wont hurt the table
>>34011460>a bat with removable sockspic related?
>>34011505>Ika>MGNQWhat would be her golden weapon?
>>34011530Yes, perfect>>34011513It's a thing Dan Kim draws. Both are, actually
>>34011530I wish Decu drew a comic. Then we could trade A CUTEST AND BAT and MAI ANGEL double date comics.
>>34011549Golden tentacles will fuck you up.
>>34011646>>34011652So basically she'd just be Mami?
>>34011460I SAVED ALL OF THEMALLOFTHEM
>>34010392 >>34010396 >>34010402You shrug at Sayaka, before reaching up and tapping on your temple with a fingertip. Amnesia, remember? You have no idea where. You don't even know what you played. ...Does she know? Does she recognize the song from somewhere? If she does, you'd appreciate it if she told you. Maybe it'll help jog your memory a bit, let you remember more important stuff you've forgotten.The blue-haired Eversor narrows her reddened eyes at you, as if trying to gauge whether you're serious, or being your regular asshole self - before shaking her head, wiping at her tears with a handkerchief. "No," she says flatly after a moment. "No, I don't." Another pause, this time more of hesitation rather than recovery, and it's then that Sayaka continues. "...It sounded pretty, though. In the really sad kind of way." Turning politely to the side, she blows her nose, cursing underneath her breath as she does so.Yeah, you agree. Seems to be that kind of song. ...Is Sayaka going to be okay? Does she need a moment? Maybe a hug?"Quit it, Murderface, Christ." Sayaka snaps at you, the used handkerchief disappearing in her grasp. "I'm just a sucker for that kind of shit, alright? I KNOW how to appreciate good music where I hear it. ...Well, that and idol music, I guess." She gestures to you sitting in front of the piano. "Of course, the way you were mangling it, it nearly sounded like a fucking polka tune. Almost ruined it forever for me."You allow yourself a small smile, as well as a sip from your glass. Yeah, you won't argue with her there, but at the same time, you can't help but hear the 'nearly' and the 'almost' in her otherwise scathing opinion. Which, if taken a certain way, means that you actually did alright.[1/2]
>>34011643But Decu has shit taste in waifus
>>34011747Dan likes Midori, so clearly they both do.
>>34011747but decu's waifu is wendystop confusing me
>just caught up to the previous thread>even Hat is assmad for no reasonWhat's the longest MGNQ has ever gone without thread conflagration?
>>34011710"...Fine, I'll give you that." Sayaka grudgingly relents, shaking her head. You make to take another sip in celebration, but as you lift the glass to your mouth, you realize that the glass itself is gone. You blink, and see that it's now in Sayaka's gloved grip, as if it had been there all along.Wait, what the hell? That's your lunch!"Wrong. Kyoko has your lunch." Your Equerry holds the half-empty glass of whiskey over your head, out of your reach. "Fuck's sake, Murderface, you're officially Warmaster in a handful of fucking hours! Give us some dignity by not being the first Warmaster to be drunk during her own ratification, please!"...It's only just ONE drink! One! And then maybe another one later! And--You stop trying to reach for your drink as what Sayaka had said finally sinks in.Wait, Kyoko? She has your lunch? But you didn't--"RAMEN'S UP!" Kyoko cheers as she barges right through the entrance, arms full of what looks like takeout from Hanegawa's. Immediately, the red-haired Eversor thrusts a takeout-laden arm towards the bar owner. "YO, CHARLIE! SORRY ABOUT THE CORKAGE THING AND ALL, BUT WE GOTTA MAKE SURE OL' NOODLES GETS HER RECOMMENDED INTAKE OF OILY, GREASY AND FATTY STUFF! HOPE THAT'S OKAY WITH YOU!"Charles, forever impassive, merely nods - while Sayaka herself facepalms."MAXIMUM RIGHTEOUS!" Kyoko loudly whoops, before grinning at you and Sayaka as she begins to set up the bowls of takeout on the counter. ...Jesus, it looks like she bought enough to feed an entire squad. "Come on, Murderface, Sayaka-chan! Let's eat before it gets cold, it doesn't taste as good if it's gone cold!" Clambering onto a stool and splitting her chopsticks in half, your best friend all but shouts the usual thanks for a meal well deserved, before loudly slurping her way into her first bowl."...Come on, Warmaster." Sayaka pulls you away from the piano. "While we still have lunch to eat."Y-yeah. Yeah, sure.Wait, what about your drink?[2/3]
>>34011747Do we have to form a waifu filter for Decu to ensure his Hugeness is not wasted on unworthy waifus?Should there be a questionaire potential waifus must complete with a passing grade?
>>34011796dammit sallaka.Stop keeping chiaki on the straight and narrow.
>>34011784Eh, I talked about it with Decu afterwards. We're cool, and I'm leaving it at that.
>>34011796"...Later. Ramen now, booze later." Sayaka places your glass - and the bottle of Kong - away from you as you sit in the middle, with your best friend to your right and your Equerry to your left. "Eat up, so you can grow to be a big and strong Warmaster, and no one will call you Ol' Noodles anymore."Ol' Noodles? You frown as you split your chopsticks in half. Who calls you that?"Everyone." Both Sayaka and Kyoko reply in unison. "...Well, when they think you're not listening." Your Equerry adds....Even Mami?"Everyone."Fuck.
>>34011846NEXT TIME ON MGNQ
>>34011846>"Everyone."Clearly our officio doesn't want their kneecaps anymore.Also, Kyoko is best friend!
>>34011846lewd mumi next thread plspls
>>34011846Thread paused for now! We'll continue tomorrow night! Thank you for your participation, feedback is always great!We have one writeup incoming, so questions answered after it!
>>34011846remove EVERYONES kneecaps this ratification ceremony
>>34011846>Ol' NoodlesJust wait until they see her use her series Epilogue noodley appendages.
>>34011894Thanks Decu. Best way to start a weekend!
Kingdom of Flies - Red Sands of Paradise She stepped into the light. Sand crunched under thick-soled boots. Uneven bumps and mounds dotted the floor of the arena - the sun-bleached and half-buried bones of the forgotten dead. Carrion birds still circled overhead and perched in the rafters, in hopes that the slaughter would begin anew. The scent of blood and sweat and tears and death still hung in the air. Perhaps not for most, but for her... For her, it was as if the killing had only ended yesterday."Well?"She shushed the voice from the archway, taking another step forward. Wind howled through the deserted stands, carrying dust and trash as it blew. But when she closed her eyes, the crowd roared. She could hear them cheering. Still calling for blood. Always more blood. A four foot machete materialized in either hand. She held one over her shoulder while the other rested with its squared tip in the sand. The wind picked up, catching in her jacket and running hot over her skin. Sand kicked at her shins. Each breath filled her nostrils with a familiar, stale coppery scent. Her machetes sang as she cut through the air, her muscles still remembering the last time they had shed blood in the sand...*** Gavrill stepped into the light. The crowd roared for her as she hefted her twin machetes, Slaughter and Carnage, into the air, basking in the audience's attention. She closed her eyes as she strode forward, letting the cheering wash over her. It seemed she would be called out for one last battle. Summoned from the silent darkness of her cell for one final hurrah before being stashed away again and forgotten.Far and away in the press box, Gavrill caught sight of the Doctor and her ever impassive face. It was the same one she always wore during matches. No enjoyment, no passion, only cold, calculating analysis. This time, however, Gavrill was determined to put on a show for the good Doctor.
>>34011884My thoughts also, Anon.
>>34011925>>34011922oh boy time for the five confused writefagstravaganza
She stopped five feet from the centre-point of the arena and snorted. Her opponent was nothing more than a child. Fair and frail, with long raven black hair and a wild, animal look to her eyes. Wires descended into her skull through oozing wounds amidst scarring and shaved patches of her beautiful ebony locks. Her face twitched with rage, despite the fight having yet to begin.Another poor, ragged victim of the Nails.The child gunned the engine of a gargantuan chainsword, opposing rows of teeth gnashing at thin air. It was nearly as tall as Gavrill and looked positively ridiculous in the clutches of the waif's black, fleshmetal hands.Gavrill flashed the girl a snarling grin as the pair circled each other in the sand, baring her glimmering white teeth. It seemed this one had made it rather far through the Doctor's gauntlet of procedures."What's your name, girly?" Gavrill asked, her own lip twitching as the Nails began to bite into her consciousness.The girl answered with only more ragged breaths and growls."Pretty little thing like you probably got a pretty little name," Gavrill continued, goading the kid on. "Tell me.""I- I am," she growled, her nostrils flaring and spasming as she struggled to form words, "c-cur-called Ekkkaterina.""Like I said," the older Maerorus said, her tongue running over her teeth, "pretty little name."Something caught the smaller girl's attention, and Gavrill siezed the initiative. She kicked a clump of sand at the Russian's face, blinding her.A hail of blows came next. Downstroke after downstroke. Slaughter, Carnage, Slaughter, Carnage, each one desperately blocked by the idle chainsword.Gavrill kicked the girl in the ribs, savouring minute crunches of bone as Ekaterina fell to the ground. Carnage came down, dodged by a timely, panicked roll. The seasoned gladiator stood aside, letting the fresh meat to scramble to her feet, her fleshmetal legs shaking with adrenaline.
>>34011796>"Wrong. Kyoko has your lunch." Your Equerry holds the half-empty glass of whiskey over your head, out of your reach. "Fuck's sake, Murderface, you're officially Warmaster in a handful of fucking hours! Give us some dignity by not being the first Warmaster to be drunk during her own ratification, please!"And this is why we made the bitch our Equerry. Couldn't have picked better.
>>34011894Thanks for writing. Liked the whole music part a lot.
Ekaterina charged. Skulltaker roared and screamed for blood as it met the twin machetes. The tiny Russian pressed on with all her might, but the older woman held firm as a brick wall, robbing her of any momentum. Gavrill pulled her head back, then skull met skull with a thunderous crack.With the smaller girl reeling, Gavrill closed in. She batted the chainsword aside with Slaughter and the thick sole of her boot crashed into Ekaterina's sternum.She could feel it now - the ticking of the metal buried deep in the meat of her brain. The pleasure shocks every time she struck the pitiful little Russian. Gavrill wiped the beginning of a nosebleed with her sleeve. Young Ekaterina scrabbled to her feet."Come on kid," Gavrill snarled, circling and eyeing her prey like a beast, "make me feel something. Show the good people that you're not worthless."The child roared and rushed her opponent once more, her crimson eyes almost bulging out of her skull as spittle ran down her chin. Gavrill met it with a howling charge of her own. The hulking mass of the older Maerorus nearly bowled her smaller opponent over into the sand. Slaughter and Carnage met Skulltaker again and again, the weapons screeching with each clash as chainaxe teeth and flecks of metal came loose.Clashing demigods bellowed with savage fury as the Nails bit into their skulls. Both struck harder and faster than any mortal man could ever hope to match. Ekaterina's movements grew more learned with each stroke of her chainsword, while Gavrill's every step was filled with the unwavering confidence of a veteran. She wouldn't lose, but the little wretch had made her bleed her own blood. At the very least, that was worthy of note.
Gavrill's strength and experience showed, however. She bit back the pain of the Nails. She channelled it, rather than letting the rage flow freely. Slaughter and Carnage beat down a constant onslaught, keeping Ekaterina ever on the defensive. She wasn't quite used to the massive bulk of Skulltaker, but Gavrill could see that she wielded it with the blackened, skeletal hands of a natural. A born killer.The pair pulled back in the same instant. Ekaterina wiped blood and saliva from her panting, parched mouth - at some point she must have bitten her hulk of an opponent, though it was likely that neither of them had noticed. A pair of red streams trickled down from Gavrill's ear-coverings; she could feel the veins throbbing in her skull, beating a war drum's rhythm against the Nails."You're- Hrnnh- You're doin' pretty good, kid.""I- Hm- I think that- Hah- I am winning," the Russian grinned beneath a mask of blood and sweat. "What- Hnnnh- What do you think?"The Nails bit deep into Gavrill's skull at that. With her teeth bared, she let go of her machetes and rushed her opponent. Skulltaker kicked up a puff of dust as Ekaterina did the same. the larger woman took hold of the Russian's head and brought it down on her knee. Gavrill pulled her hands back in, taking hold of the girl's collar. A suddenly sensation of weightlessness took hold of Ekaterina as she was lifted off the ground with a gnarled, over-sized hand, then blinding pain as her face was broken against the ground."Cocky little shit," Gavrill growled, pulling the girl back to her feet.The Russian was held up by her throat to look straight into Gavrill's manic, twitching grin while her bladed feet kicked uselessly at the air beneath them. It was only then that she noticed a hearty chunk of the other Maerorus' face had been torn away - likely where she had managed to sink her teeth in during the brawl.
The only sound Ekaterina could make was a rough "KHRN" as Gavrill felt... something... dig its way into her stomach. She looked down to find Ekaterina's fleshmetal arm elbow-deep inside of her chest, red fluid running down its contours.It only seemed to make the Wolf more excited."So," she muttered through ragged, strained, "that- hrnh- that the noise you make when y- hrnnkh- when you take a life, HUH?" Her grip tightened around the smaller girl's neck. "Thought this- hnnh- would be the END of ol' Gavrill, huh? But- hrnnk- y'see," Gavrill's eyes widened, "there's one thing the good Doctor forgot to- hrnnh- to tell you."Rows of jagged blades came down around Ekaterina's arm, as though the fresh hole in Gavrill's abdomen had turned into a giant mouth. The Russian screamed."I'M FUCKIN' INVINCIBLE!"Gavrill released her grip, letting the smaller girl drop the ground in a battered heap. The arm that had once ended in twisted, ebony metal now ended at the elbow, black blood dribbling from the stump into the sand.The Wolf, meanwhile, slowly picked up Ekaterina's fallen chainsword and gave it a few experimental swings and gunned the engine. "Khrrnn... Khaaarrrnnn," the muttered as she made her way back to the broken body, playing with the words. "I like the sound of that." With all the dignity of a street thug, Gavrill kicked the Russian onto her back and placed a foot on her stomach. The Wolf licked her lips and hefted Skulltaker into the air, holding it just above Ekaterina's ribcage. The younger girl's face was an ugly, bloodied, contorted mess. Her nose was nearly pulp and crimson-painted sand stuck to her wounds in patches.Gavrill wiped her mangled cheek on her shoulder as she stared down at her beaten opponent. She could already feel the adrenaline fading out of her system as the Nails grip weakened.
"You fought well," the Wolf said, her fingers drumming against Skulltaker's hilt. "Welcome to the pit, Kharn."Skulltaker roared as it dropped. Baptized in the arena, Kharn Valnikov was maimed, killed and burned. And for the briefest of moments, out of the corner of her eye, Gavrill swore she saw the Doctor grinning above the carnage.*** That was the last time Gavrill Madaraki saw the light of day until her release. She couldn't tell just how long ago it had been. A year? Months? Time had no meaning in her cell. Sedated and chained, everything had become blurred mess after blurred mess, only ever broken by the call to battle. She couldn't be entirely sure that half of her fights had even happened. The beasts she fought in the pit were the things of nightmares - the things that had no right existing in reality. Yet, that was what the Doctor did best; she made the impossible possible.The wind picked up again, just as Gavrill turned her attention to the stands. Her gang had been pressed into cleaning duty earlier; some carried debris and rubble out, others carried out withered corpses that had been trampled or left behind in the panicked exodus a month earlier. Most of her crew had come to understand that they didn't simply work for her - she OWNED them. The Wolf did not ask. The Wolf demanded, and what the Wolf demanded was done.A strange thought came to her mind as she stepped in circles, soaking in the sight of the grand coliseum. If the arena belonged to her, and it was the Blood God's Arena...Gavrill snickered. She would have to do away with the skull decorations, though. They weren't exactly to her taste. If skulls were displayed, they ought to be REAL skulls, the kind that once held eyeballs and brains. No more of those goofy outfits, either. This time they would need real armour. And of course they would need monsters. The Wolf Pack would have to bring in all the horrid beasts they could find. Maybe use THEIR skulls for decorations.
For the first time since she was handed off to the Doctor, Gavrill Madaraki had hopes and dreams. Her life may have been confined to Varrigan City for the time being, but it sure as hell was better than a hundred foot wide circle of dirt and sand.After completing a slow lap around the arena, Gavrill found herself almost in the exact centre. She bent down and scooped up a handful of sand, letting it run through her fingers as she stood again. Her nose sniffed at it, still picking up more than a hint of spilled blood.She looked up into the evening sky. The sun had begun to dip below the arena's walls, painting the sand shades of orange and red. Slaughter and Carnage materialized in her hands as she held her arms out, blades splayed wide like the wings of an angel. The arena thirsted. The Nails pricked at her mind, whispering its will to her. She was its most loyal disciple, and it asked only the simplest of tributes."BLOOD," she roared. "FOR THE BLOOD GOD!"-----------------And that's all! Hope you enjoyed this one as much as I did!Thanks to Decu for being cool with what I did with Kharn.Sorry to everyone for the mix-up, Decu didn't know Twiceborn had a writeup as well.
>>34011894So question.[ + IMPROVED SHIELD INVENTORY MANAGEMENT UNLOCKED! ]Can you give us a more detailed explanation?
The Iron CircleChapter II: DodekatheonHonoka lay alone in the cool gloom of her quarters. Her sheets were thin, her cot was hard, her room felt more like a cell, and her dinner consisted of nutrient bars with the texture and taste of paper mache. The Fourth, decided Honoka, weren't terribly used to having guests.As she lay there, wresting sleep denied her by jet lag, she reflected on the day's events. -Things had started with the Warmaster.“I'm Petra Dammekos, Warmaster of the Fourth Officio Assassinorum; the Fourth calls me the Warsmith. Welcome to the Olympia.”Like Barbara's, the Warmaster's body was of metal, but where Barbara was shaped in the image of a lithe girl in her mid-teens, Petra was an armored warrior from ancient times.She was tall, towering over the red-haired Vindicare. Her torso was a solid, heavily armored plate of jet trimmed with iron-grey, a modest bulge at the chest the one concession to femininity. A large set of pauldrons further bulked out the figure, as did the pteruges-skirt of long metal strips that armored her thighs and hips. The head was reminiscent of a samurai's helm, bearing a wide metal neck flap that seemed to open like a cobra's hood. Warmasters, Honoka found, had a way of inspiring some mixture of awe and fear in their lessers. Petra Dammekos was no exception.Honoka couldn't help it. 'What a beautiful machine...'Awe overrode reason, stifled propriety. Her trembling hand reached out to touch the metallic form of the Warmaster, aching to caress the cold iron shell. She -had- to know how they made it, to look at the iron guts beneath the plates and see how the walking, moving expression of mathematical and engineering perfection before her worked—“Why are you trying to touch me, Vindicare Iwakura?”The booming voice shook her awake. It held no disgust, nor did sarcasm taint it; it was a simple question asked out of legitimate curiosity. Honoka found herself flinching back as if struck.(1/12)
(2/12)She glanced at her hand, then at Petra, then at her hand again. She saw Barbara staring at her in the corner of her eye.“Oh...oh. Erm.” Recollection flooded her mind, followed swiftly by embarrassment, and she bowed to the Warmaster in apology. “Uh, I'm-I'm terribly sorry, Warmaster Dammekos, I didn't mean to be rude—”Barbara cut in smoothly. “I'm afraid she's had a long plane ride, Warsmith, and she is still recovering from seeing the Olympia in full view—you know how visitors can be whenever they see our headquarters...”Petra simply stared back at Honoka. Whether she took the statement at face value or simply didn't care, Honoka couldn't tell, but the Vindicare felt she was being studied intently. It was only after an uncomfortably long moment that the Warmaster spoke. “I'll give you a tour around the Olympia before we bring you to your quarters.” A pair of squat, boxed-shaped machines trundled forward and hauled away Honoka's luggage as the Warmaster strode forward.Then she paused, as if to reconsider, and addressed Honoka before moving off. “And call me Petra. Or 'Warsmith'. That's what the Iron Circle calls me.” Each of her steps was heavy, emitting a dull thud that echoed through the grey halls of the Olympia, and each of her steps was filled with purpose.As Honoka followed the moving Warmaster, she muttered to Barbara. “The 'Iron Circle'?”“Formally,” said Barbara, “the Iron Circle refers to the Warsmith's cadre of bodyguards—six of our most combat-capable Eversors sworn to keep the Warsmith safe.” As ever, the liaison's voice was smooth, like a mirror's surface. “However, depending on the context, it can also refer to our Officio as a whole. This latter meaning was the one the Warsmith was referring to.”
(3/12)As Barbara spoke, Honoka threw Petra another glance. She saw a weapon mag-locked to the Warmaster's back, a golden sledgehammer about as long as Honoka was tall, with a head the size of her own. It reminded her, in a chilling, discomforting way, of the mysterious golden katana the former Eversor Rank Leader used to own back in the Ninth, back before she got retired. With such a weapon, wondered Honoka, who needs bodyguards? -“You're better with words, Barbara, so I'll let you do the talking.”“Of course, Warsmith.”The three of them made their way down to the bowels of the Olympia. Each hall they traversed, each chamber they passed was well-planned and finely-built, with every scrap of space devoted to something functional. They weren't pretty, per se, made as they were by shaped and stamped corrosive-resistant metal—no exquisitely carved walls of marble and gold here—but in their mathematically-guided precision Honoka found a stark beauty.“As I explained on the plane,” said Barbara, “the Iron Circle is divided into twelve organizations, or Orders. The purpose of each Order is two-fold; the first is to provide support services necessary for our Officio to function, the second is to provide a place for the Iron Circle to test one another and improve upon our skills. Each Magical Girl in the Fourth is a member of one and only one Order, but we are permitted to participate in the activities of other Orders. Our first, and so far only, Warsmith created this system when the Fourth Officio was first formed.”“Quartus was the one who came up with most of it,” grunted Petra.A few minutes of walking and a short ride on an elevator brought them to a set of double doors, deep in the “shoulder” of the Olympia. Beyond it was the muffled roar of heavy machinery.
(4/12)“Here,” said Barbara, “are the primary testing and manufacturing facilities of the Lyssatra, our weapon and armor manufacturers.” She strode towards the double doors, where a relief of an armored knight--a sword in one hand and a rifle in the other--loomed down on them. “I would like to warn you that the Lyssatra manufactorum is very noisy. Ear protection is advised.”Before Honoka could tell her she didn't have any ear protection, Barbara opened the doors. That meant Honoka had less than half a second before it hit her. The roar of pneumatic presses, stamping machines, grinders, cutters, fusion torches, and smelters struck her like a shockwave. Such was the din of industry that Honoka felt herself staggering backwards, wincing at her battered eardrums.Petra glanced back at the reeling red-haired Vindicare and, producing a pair of earmuffs from a hidden compartment, tossed it towards Honoka, who gratefully put them on. The din died down at once to tolerable levels.Now that she was spared from the audial assault, Honoka had a chance to take in her surroundings.Packs of Magical Girls milled about the chamber: some of them had metal bodies similar to Barbara's, though with differing shapes, sizes, and colors. A taller girl with a pair of metal pigtails poked away at a tablet, while a shorter one with bobbed hair-decals and a busty chestplate shouted at the strawberry-and-white painted girl in front of her. Another pair of girls had bodies that were larger, barrel-shaped torsos with trunk-like legs—they set about doing heavier work, hefting a small artillery cannon to prepare for welding.
(5/12)Barbara's voice came in through a vox in the earmuffs. “I do apologize for the noise, Ms. Iwakura," she said with polite sympathy. "The Lyssatra is one of the most critical Orders within the Fourth—the vast majority of our Officio's funding comes through the sale of weapons and armor, and we must constantly manage a sizable number of orders. This means the production facilities must be kept running day and night.” Barbara turned as she noticed something. “Ah, Forge Master Thematica.”The one Barbara called “Thematica” strode towards the trio, a gaggle of robotic Magical Girls parting before her. “Petra!" came the jubilant voice, "Hello, hello, just noticed you coming in, how can I—oh? What's this?”Her iron body was very similar to cannon-haulers', albeit with a bronze-red paint scheme and a head resembling an armet helmet, set in the center of her wide-shouldered torso, sitting on thick, pillar-like legs. Her hands were a riot of every machinery tool imaginable; clamps, pliers, cutters, and drills jockeyed with one another for space, each sitting at the end of arms made of thick bundles of cable. More cables snaked out of Thematica's back, each of them prehensile and ending in a trio of dexterous claws, giving Honoka an impression of a large metal octopus. Said octopus wasted no time moving right into Honoka's personal bubble, inspecting every inch of Honoka's prized exoskeleton.“Hmm. Powered exoskeleton. 85% high-grade steel, 14.99% titanium-aluminum alloy, .01% miscellaneous materials; ceramic-plate armor, joints and actuators made from—”“This is Forge Master Felicia Thematica,” said Barbara over Felicia's muttering. “As you might have already inferred, she is the Master of the Lyssatra Order.” Honoka tried her very best to focus on Barbara and not on Felicia's ruthlessly thorough examination.
(6/12)To Honoka's relief, the myriad probing devices drew back after an uncomfortably long minute. “Hmm,” said Felicia. She was gazing at Honoka as though she were a defunct specimen, scratching her chin with one of her prehensile metal cables. “Marginal increases to strength and speed, exposed actuators vulnerable to damage. Ceramic-plate armor only rates to Armor Class II. No auxiliary systems installed.” She tutted and shook her head.“You poor, poor dear..." she cooed. The prehensile cables lashed out and dragged the bewildered Honoka closer, dismantling her exoskeleton piece by piece. "Here, let me get you something much more -you-.” “Wait what—” -Back in the gloom of her cell-like quarters, Honoka reflected on the memory and giggled. She looked at her beloved exoskeleton, stowed away in a rack, then at the brand new suit of Fourth Officio powered armor that sat in the corner.Felicia had dragged her to a storage facility, where a dozen or so suits of powered armor sat in racks. With disturbing speed the Forge Master disassembled Honoka's suit and started fitting her new ones, like a fussy dressmaker with a hapless customer, mumbling about how “the 'Aquila''s angles really brought out her curves”, or how “the 'Errant' wasn't really -her thing-”. Thematica eventually settled on a slick-looking number she'd called the 'Maximus' and had it shipped to Honoka's quarters.She looked at her new gift again. A goggled faceplate packed with sensors; blocky, interlocking plates of armor that could stop rifle bullets dead; advanced actuators that let her run, jump, and lift beyond even what her magically-enhanced flesh could achieve. Armored hands that could punch holes in solid concrete. As much as it irked her to admit it, it really did blow her old exoskeleton out of the water.Settling back in her cot, she reviewed the rest of the day.The next incident, she thought, hadn't been quite as pleasant as the rest.-
(7/12)The Warmaster, the liaison, and the Vindicare continued their tour, moving ever deeper through the walking god-machine. The more she saw of the Fourth's infamous mobile headquarters, the more Honoka understood why the Olympia was so unfathomably huge: foundries, repair bays, cargo holds, barracks, training facilities, on top the subsystems necessary for keeping a 2000 foot machine operational, all of these were contained within the Olympia's metal frame.After an hour of walking, the three passed a room similar to the weapons foundry, where magical girls were at work maintaining a variety of vehicles. A handful of motorcycles here, an armored APC there: one gargantuan tank, with a main gun barrel that seemed almost comically large, dominated the vehicle bay.“This is our land-based vehicle hangar, where the Apeia makes its home,” explained Barbara. “The Order of Mechanics is charged with keeping the Officio's fleet of ground vehicles functioning. It is their duty to ensure that any Officio sortie has adequate ground transportation and effective ground-based extraction. It is also one of the more popular Orders, though perhaps not quite as much as the Mechanicus, our Order of Cybernetics--”“Still more popular than your pathetic little Emmeles, Falko,” came a voice from behind a tank...no, not one voice, realized Honoka. Two in perfect snych, down to the dripping contempt they held.The pair of figures before them were humanoid, each roughly five feet and two inches tall. They looked remarkably similar to one another in Honoka's eyes—identical basic chassis, down to the height and body proportions with the difference laying in the decals. The one on the left was painted black with a prominent teal chest plate and teal cheek guards, with a pair of flexible metal protrusion imitating a set of twintails. The one on the right, sported a black paint scheme with sizable red leg reinforcements, red shoulderpads, and a long, high ponytail.
(8/12)Despite their superficial differences, however, the body language of the two was almost the same—leading with one foot while putting their weight on the other, one hand placed on a jutting hip, for the same sneering, cocksure stance.The girls bowed to their Warmaster, and barely a nod of ackowledgement to Barbara. “Warsmith, Speaker Falko,” they said in unison.“Yda, Ach,” said Petra in acknowledgment.“Chief Mechanics Yda Stradale and Ach Stradale, also known as the 'Speed Freaks',” said Barbara to Honoka, her tone even. If she'd taken insult from the two about her Order, she didn't show it. She turned back to the twins. “I was merely explaining—”“Who's this?” interrupted the red one. “What's a meatbag like her doing in the Olympia?”Honoka's Vindicare-trained eyes didn't miss the subtle clenching of Barbara fist. “This is Honoka Iwakura, a Vindicare novitiate from the Ninth—”The teal one spoke this time. “Oh, so it's one of the Murderers?” she said in a mocking sing-song. Both twins began circling around Honoka, like a pair of metal vultures. “How's old Valnikov doing? She fucked any more blondes, yet?”Barbara stepped in before Honoka could protest, her tone taking up the slightest hint of steel. “Chief Mechanic Yda Stradale, that is no way to speak to a guest.”The tension in the air tightened, like a metal string under strain. Honoka glanced at Barbara, then the twins, then at Petra. The last of the three she watched the closest.
(9/12)In her four years with the Ninth, Honoka had served under three Warmasters; Kharn, Chiaki Matsuda, and a third whose name she could barely remember. Kharn had her own ways of dealing with things when Officio girls would squabble, which boiled down to sicking Equerry Malal on them until they shut up, egging them on until they shut each other up, or dragging them back to her quarters and “taking their other skulls”, so to speak, until they couldn't shut up. As for the most recent Warmaster, the infamous Murderface hadn't been at her post for long, but Honoka could easily imagine the surly, noodly girl either slinking away for a drink or kneecapping everyone in sight until the problem solved itself.And so Honoka watched the Warmaster of the Fourth. She noted that Petra simply watched the two squabble. It was neither hesitation born of indecisiveness, nor glum disinterest born of apathy; rather, Petra seemed to be content observing the liaison and the Chief Mechanics, like a biologist watching lions trying to establish dominance. Much the way, she realized, Petra had done when they'd first met.Yda Stradale took a step forward. “A guest? Is that what we're calling them, now?”“Yes, it is,” said Barbara, giving not an inch of ground.“Get back to your little board meeting pow-wows,” said Ach, giving Barbara a little pat on her polished cheek, “and let rest of us handle this little meatbag. The way it should be.”“Chief Mechanic, the Emmeles serve a vital function in the—”“Yeah, you keep telling yourself that—”“This is most inappropriate—” “*Ahem* So...what's a 'novitiate'?”Barbara and and the twins whipped their heads towards Honoka. The redhead did her best to look innocent.Barbara's shoulders drooped in relief. “A pertinent question, Ms. Honoka," she said, glad to be rid of a conversation rapidly going south. "'Novitiate' is the term we use—”
>>34011894question, how many kneecaps can we shoot out during our ratification ceremony?
(10/12)“—to describe outsiders like you who stay for a year, steal our precious resources and knowledge, then opt out on joining us despite everything we invested in them,” said Yda. “Makes you wonder why we even bother with meatbags, eh?”Honoka frowned. “Wait," she protested, "I'm just here to learn, I didn't leave Japan and come all the way out here just to steal your things. And besides, -you- were the ones who approved my one-year transfer here.”“-We- didn't approve the transfer personally,” snarled Ach, “and if it were up to us, you wouldn't have stepped one foot into the Olympia, you and that deficient piece of scrap you're wearing as armor—”“HEY—!”“That's enough.”All of those present whipped their heads in Petra's direction.“W-Warsmith?” said the twins.“No more insulting the novitiate. She's our -guest-. Understood?”The twins looked around them: all around the chamber, Magical Girls were staring at the altercation before them, welders and cutters gone still. As one, the Chief Mecanics' belligerence became sullen sulking."...yes, Warsmith.”“A-aye, Warsmith.”“Back to your duties, then.”The Stradales threw Petra half-hearted salutes and stalked off, pouting and petulant. Petra, meanwhile, ignored the Chief Mechanics and waved Honoka forward, deeper into the Olympia. They walked in silence for a few minutes. If Petra had been embarrassed by the Stradales, she didn't show it; Honoka, on the other hand, couldn't help but feel shocked and a little numb. She hadn't expected the red carpet to be brought out for her, certainly, nor had she expected the Officio nicknamed 'The Machines' to be the warmest bunch. But she hadn't expect such a cold welcoming, either. Such...hostility. She wondered how prevalent this attitude was going to be, how many more Yda and Ach Stradales she'd come across in the next twelve months.
>>34011894Are there special things that we can get from scoring points with characters other than the golden weapon spirits ?
(11/12)It was at that point Honoka realized: being with the Fourth was not going to be all fun and games.Barbara's voice startled her out of her brooding. “My most sincere apologies for the previous...altercation, Ms. Iwakura.” The placid, diplomatic tone almost disguised the exasperation in the liaison's voice. “Some among the Fourth require a little time to warm up to new arrivals.”The red-haired Vindicare let out a laugh, which she hoped would disguise her bitterness. “Ha ha, that's, that's alright, Ms. Falko, there's no need to apologize.”Barbara shook her head and continued. “I'm aware that the Fourth has a reputation for being insular and hostile towards outsiders, and as much as it pains me to admit it, that reputation is not entirely baseless. One of the main reasons why the Warsmith created the Emmeles—our diplomatic corps—and the reason why I joined it was to help undo that reputation. But I'm afraid that our work is not yet finished.” She turned her metal head towards Honoka. “Regardless, please do not think our Chief Mechanics' attitudes are representative of the rest of us." The liaison placed a hand on Honoka's shoulder, a part left uncovered by her exoskeleton, a hand that felt remarkably warm despite its metal make. "I, for one, am very glad you decided to visit.” Later, Honoka would look back on this moment and note this was the first time a robot had ever made her blush and stammer.-
(12/12)'Yeah...I'm not going to be looking back on this one too fondly.'Honoka tossed in her cot, drumming her fingers on the stiff fabric as she mulled on the memory. Not the best start to her first days in the Fourth, she decided. Probably could have gone better.No use in dwelling on that bit, she decided, forcibly shoving the memory aside. A glance at her discarded exoskeleton made her remember what Petra had said, soon after leaving behind the Stradales:“But you're not here for guns or armor or cars,” she'd said. “Your transfer request said you wanted to study our Ironforms.”“Next, we'll take you to the Mechanicus.”->That's it for Chapter II of The Iron Circle.>Many, many apologies for the previous ~writeupstragavanza~ kerfuffle! It was the result of a misunderstanding on my part.>As always, many thanks to Deculture for letting me write and post this.>Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/LDpL5MsR
Did this thread cover about 15~20 minutes of quest time?
>>34012453Yeah. So? It awesome.
>>34011951Thank you!>>34011991Hahaha, no problem!>>34012140It's just what it says! Chiaki can now access her shield inventory a bit more easier this time, and 'request' for certain items with a smaller margin of error. This also helps eliminate the chances of drawing a dangerous Golden Weapon by accident!>>34012359Hahaha, shooting out kneecaps during your ratification isn't going to go over well!>>34012369Of course!
>>34012453welcome to MGNQ mothafucka
>>34012453If you think this pacing is bad, read PGQ
>>34012497>This also helps eliminate the chances of drawing a dangerous Golden Weapon by accident!In other words it does nothing since there are no coincidences in storytelling and the plot will do what needs to be done at certain times regardless of "smaller margin of error".
>>34011894Thanks for running!http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Magical%20Girl%20Noir%20QuestThread has been archived!I enjoyed today's thread quite a bit!
>>34012453welcome to MGNQ, the wild ride never ends
>>34012497Do people still call Chiaki noodley even after the broadcast at the concert?
>>34012556Anon has a point margin of error doesn't mean much in a quest that doesn't use open dice rolls.
>>34012588Sounds like it time for us to spread any video of us knocking sayaka the fuck out.
>>34012624-10k Sayaka Points
>>34012798Sayaka = BTFO
>>34012497Will you ask.fm?What would've Something from Dildoes' memories.Something from Murderface's memories.played and result in?
>>34009046Battle pentagram basically confirms this as cannon. there is some kind of scene for every pairing, though the more tenuous the shorter.
Decu's gone, I'm taking over! Buuuutts!>>34012588Yes, but it's significantly less founded in reality. It just takes a while for these things to go away completely once they've become memetic.>>34012830Tune in next time we get near a piano to find out? I guess? I suspect Decu would say something similar.
>>34013011Can you confirm that it was inevitabilis that we played on the piano?
>>34013109I will go ahead and confirm this because I like these sorts of meta-nods.
>>34013131But do you actually know this?
>>34013131What is Wendy's favorite piano song?
>>34013146Honestly I think Decu was trying to capture a mood rather than go for a specific piece, so if you asked him you'd probably just get 'Yes, that's it!' because it suits the mood he was going for damn near perfectly.But no, I don't have his official confirmation or anything, he's asleep.
>>34013229Then, what was it?
>>34013420That's for Decu to tell or for y'all to figure out, but I'll give two hints:It was a reference to something.It was not a Madoka reference.
>>34013474Can you tell us if it was related to Anime or not?
>>34013474Wow, that's helpful. Only leaves every other piece of media featuring piano-music in existence! I'll get right on that, after I finish counting every grain of sand on the planet earth.
>>34013474DON'T CONTRADICT ME IN FRONT OF THE KIDS ARCHIVALit was probably Max Payne though>>34013224She doesn't really listen to piano music that often, but it was probablyhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nzw0k06NDbY
>>34013542I've just received word from the big man that no mores hints are allowed, sorry! That's all you're getting!>piano nswedereno means no, captcha
>>34013592We can just ask Braids during the next thread. Its inevitable that we will ask Dildoes for help during the ceremony anyway.