We're switching it up a bit this thread!It is night and you are sleeping in a rather comfortable bed (despite its small size). You are so comfortable, in fact, that your sleep is deep and undisturbed, your dreams vivid and full. You dream that you are on stage in front of your millions of adoring fans, all cheering your name and more excited to be there in front of you and your peers than in any other place in their small lives. Your voice carries through speakers taller than you, and behind you is a large screen to show the fans far in back the tight choreography that you’ve mastered. You are Iori Minase, idol extraordinaire, and you are currently fast asleep in bed beside your boyfriend.It is in this deep sleep that you fail to notice the otherwise obvious sounds of a struggle, the muffled yells and stomps in the room and the movement on the mattress that would normally have woken you up, had you not been dead asleep. Your arms spread across the bed in the absence of bedmate and you continue sleeping soundly.It is only when a cold draft blows in from the window that you wake up, and very quickly you notice that your boyfriend is gone. Missing. Absent. Not currently present. Fuck!You jump up from bed, now fully awake, and proceed to do what?>Investigate the area>Freak out>Write in
>>35511879>Write in>Masturbate furiously
>>35511879>INITIATE MISSION NEET RETRIEVAL>GEAR UP
>>35511879>>Investigate the areaIt can't be too bad right?Wrong
>>35511879Wow, we Idols now.>Investigate the area
>>35512025Sides have left orbit.
>>35511879>Check our Idol hammerspace, he's been wanting to look in there.
>>35511879Investigate the area.
>>35511879>write inSeconding schlick >>35511959 to calm our nerves.
Voting is over!Also, just a warning, my computer is acting up tonight, which may or may not cause a problem.
>>35511959Well this is like freaking out right? Just sexily.Second
>playing as Iorimeh>>35512169A problem like losing your tripcode?
>>35511959>>35512144>>35512166Why samefag your dumb vote.
>>35511879>>Investigate the area
>>35512182Yes. Fuck. Took it off to post in another thread. Apologies, anon.
>>35512169>Voting is over!Investigate and schlick are tied at 3 votes each. Freak out had one vote.>>35512186It's really that hard to believe that more than one person voted that?
>>35512304So, masturbate while investigating?
>>35512314While gearing up for our personal NEET. Sounds about right.
>>35512304For a stupid pointless vote like masturbating? Yes.This happensat the start of every thread. And it's getting retarded.
>>35512378Didn't happen in the Accidental Kidnapped Idol QuestYou're just sore your choices didn't win. Well too bad, /tg/ has decided this girl misses her boyfriend.
Rolled 2 (1d3)>>35512304>Investigate and schlick are tied at 4 votes each. Freak out had one vote.Fuck, didn't notice that - I thought Investigate had more. This isn't a smut thread, guys, please remember that.I'll run a dice roll anyway, I guess.1 - investigate2 - masturbate3 - both?
>>35512414Goddamn it, dice.
>>35512414>She gets off each time we are in trouble.>That is her fetish>This quest now makes sense
>>35512414>This isn't a smut threadThen don't fucking humor them. Ignore the masturbate votes.
>>35512414Tied at 3 when you said voting's over, not 4.>>35512435Tell me that was samefagging.
>>35512414>playing a girl first time>cant control urges!On the other hand, >>35512457 makes a lot of sense, but yeah what >>35512477 said.
>>35512477I'd like to, but it's wrong to not do what the readers and the dice say, right? What would other GMs do? I'm still new to something like this.
>>35512477You can have a character masturbate without it being smut, prudetard.>>35512517Yes, if you offer write-in, you accept that player creativity can happen. You can't reject it now you've rolled the dice. That's like tossing a coin, not liking what it is, and deciding best of three. Just not done.
>>35512517It's not wrong when it's an inapropriate write-in. Giving attention to the lewd votes only encourages them to keep doing it.
>>35512517Don't humor them, this really shouldn't have gotten as far as dice. Seriously don't use dice as an out, you'll get screwed over.
why are all my favorite quests running on the same night. is it my birthday or something?>>35512517no, just ignore write ins if they are inappropriate, like us waking up to find our boyfriend kidnapped.
>>35512590>>35512610The result has already been accepted by the QM. It's pointless to argue.Changing things now will mean the players are being tricked and railroaded. In that case, the QM might as well just write a story, no interactivity.You can't just change your mind after accepting an option when a vote or roll doesn't go your way.
Seriously, whats the logic behind masturbating right now? Do people normaly first think masturbation when they discover their boy/girlfriend is suddenly missing? No.
>>35512517Don''t humor them, but you DID roll the dice, so that takes precedence. Poor Iori has to masturbate now.
>>35512517It's really up to you what you want to do. Whether you write it or not, your true fans will stay and read it.
>>35512414>This isn't a smut thread>uses the anal idol as the OP pic>doesn't want a smut thread
>>35512590>>35512638Nice post times.>is it my birthday or something?No, it's mine, now get those hands down those PJs.
>>35512517Depends.Option 1: Straight-out ignore smut votes, and tell players you're doing so up front.Option 2: Say that the character does it, and why, but only spend about a sentence on it, don't go into detail. (The fade-to-black style option.)Option 3: Fucking go for it, write a juiciest masturbatory scene you can think of, and wank/schlick off afterward.If you pick 2 or 3, you might say afterward that this is the only time, and you'll be ignoring all smut votes from here on.Do what thou will shall be the whole of the law.
>>35512640He still learning, and some people shit post just to get off on it. Seriously he doesn't at least try some sterring this will end up turning into another succubes waifu screw anything/everything thread.
>>35512653We've had a shock. Normally we'd turn to him to calm us down, but he isn't here, so we have to relax our nerves manually, so to speak.
>>35512672Sorry, only one of those is me, bud.
I don't want to railroad or be overly pushy, but I'm not writing smut threads. Please remember that.It’s with a great panic that your mind goes blank. It’s obvious, even from your supine vantage point that there is something off in the room. And then the real issue – Protag is gone. Your first real boyfriend is missing. So what do you do? What CAN you do? You feel yourself growing so anxious that all you can do is slip a hand down there to comfort yourself. It’s not something you’re proud of – this shouldn’t be a thing you’re doing when your boyfriend has seemingly been taken in a struggle. Almost mindlessly your fingers move on their own. But you can’t help yourself and in a few minutes you orgasm, something that you have to admit does clear your head. >Now get to investigating>Check to see if you have any phone messages>Both
>>35512745>>BothBoth is always great
>>35512745>Now get to investigatingOkay fine, can we move on to the important part now that the smutfags got their mastuurbation? Next time just fucking ignore them, Chroma. Please.
>>35512691>Option 1: Straight-out ignore smut votes, and tell players you're doing so up front.>Option 2: Say that the character does it, and why, but only spend about a sentence on it, don't go into detail. (The fade-to-black style option.)Except they're not smut votes. It's only smut if OP writes smut.If OP just has the MC masturbate, in character, and treats her as a girl who just did that, but doesn't go into detail, then there's no smut.>>35512692What are you saying? That the masturbate posts were just shitposters? Well I can't speak for the other voters, but as one of them, screw you. I voted schlick because that's what I wanted the MC to do. You don't get to white about shitposters and then tell me I don't deserve my vote to be heard because I'm not a real participant.
>>35512763>Picking the obvious trap option>>35512745>Check to see if you have any phone messagesSlow down Iori. One at a time or you might miss some details.
>>35512745>But you can’t help yourself and in a few minutes you orgasm, something that you have to admit does clear your head.Fucking knew it was a good idea.>Now get to investigatingWe can check phone later. This needs full concentration.
>>35512802And voting to do something inappropriate to the situation makes you a shitposter.
>>35512832>>35512802Please no fighting!
>>35512832Fuck you. You don't get to choose what's appropriate and what isn't. That's between the people choosing write-in options and the QM offering them.
>>35512802Meh. I called them 'smut' because most of the thread was doing that, even though it's not strictly accurate.Besides, didn't we want Chroma to write smut?>>35512832>relieving stress via sexual release>inappropriateStep up your game.
>>35512892There's more than one way to relieve stress. Don't try to justify it.
>>35512832Actually, whining about badwrongfun makes you the shitposter.
Voting is over! And, because I forgot earlier, my twitter:https://twitter.com/Chromatique_GM
>>35512517>it's wrong to not do what the readers ... sayWrong wrong wrong WRONG.If people are being blatantly retarded you just ignore those suggestions. Write-ins are a privilege, not a right.
>>35512934>there's more than one way>therefore your way is wrongStep. It. Up.
>>35512958>If people are being blatantly retarded you just ignore those suggestions.Except that as we can see from >>35512745, that write-in worked perfectly, without being smutty or somehow "retarded" or out of character.
>>35512763>>35512776>>35512771>>35512851>>35512908Now able to focus on the issue at hand, you pull out your phone to see if you got anything from anyone. Your phone is your lifeline, and even in the worst of times you’re sure it’ll have something important. And yet, this is one time you wish you’d been proven wrong.You see a message, sent from an unknown number, and you press to open it. It’s a picture and at first you can’t tell what it’s of – it is dark, wherever it was taken, and you see various silhouettes of people standing around something in the center of the scene. Looking closer, your heart in your chest, you see that in the center is the slumped, chained up body of Prometheus Tagger. Beneath the message were four words that scared the hell out of you – “Behold our new king”.“Okay”, you tell yourself, “Don’t panic”. Of course, this is much harder to accomplish than you expected. Your breathing is heavy, your heart is pounding, and your hands are sweaty. You’re in full panic mode! But you’ve been in worse, you remember. Like the concert you had to do for Kim Jong Un. He had guards with guns filling the entire space, and a camera crew who just so happened to be filming at an angle that’d be just under your dress. What a creepy bastard!You manage to calm your breathing and shaking hands somewhat, and get out of bed. Immediately you can see signs of the struggle even in the admittedly normally messy room. Protag’s pillow is on the floor, and half of the sheet is off the mattress. The large window to the left of the bed is wide open with the screen on the floor, while the door to the apartment is slightly ajar. Worse still is the blood you see on the pillow. Oh no! Objectively It’s not too much blood, but any blood is too much in your eyes. At first it seems as though there’s nothing to indicate who broke into the house, until you find a single object – a green frog coin purse. There’s no way!Suddenly, you get a call – Answer it?>Yes>No
>>35513086>Like the concert you had to do for Kim Jong Un. He had guards with guns filling the entire space, and a camera crew who just so happened to be filming at an angle that’d be just under your dress. What a creepy bastard!this is offensive please remove, thank you for understanding
>>35512987You can make anything work "in-character" if you try hard enough, up to and including completely unprompted suicide at any given moment. Doesn't mean it's a good idea to do so.
>>35513086>YesBe prepared for crazy/creepy/scary shit coming.
>>35513126You're seriously comparing the story so far to the character spontaneously killing herself?Are you one of the masturbate voters trying to make the anti-vote posters look bad?
>>35513086>Yes>You're in full panic mode!Thus making the masturbation to calm down vote a completly pointless waste of time. Thank you, Chroma.
>>35513157Just saying, it comes down to whether the OP wants the MC to be a character or a meat puppet. We appear to be leaning towards the latter.
>>35513086>>35513213>You’re in full panic mode!So "calm down" again. This is my vote.
Voting is over!
>>35513236>OP takes a write-in>character is now a meat puppetSTEP IT THE FUCK UP.
>>35513236>masturbating one time makes a female character into a meat puppetI don't even want to get into how misogynistic a view that is. Can't we just develop the MC as a person, players and QM hand in hand?
>>35513265That phone ringing would be helpful. But nows not the time
>>35513292I like the way you think. Next vote I'm adding "and set phone to silent" to whatever I pick, just to be prepared.>captcha xtencenl orifice
>>35513265Fuck off, you had your time once. Never again.
>>35513344There's only so long a girl can go without release.
>>35513377She can go long enough that it won't be happening again in this thread. Again, fuck off wiith it.
>>35513377And that can be offscreen anon, no need to perv up another quest.
>>35513377This why your mother doesn't let you go out in public, masterbating whenever you feel like it isn't acceptable.
>>35513135>>35513213>>35513121Your fingers shaking, you decide to answer the phone. You don’t even look to see if you know the number – it’s just a split second decision you make, hoping that it doesn’t bite you in the ass.“H-hello? Who is t-this?!” You manage to croak out, trying to sound angry and yet, failing completely.“Iori?” The voice on the other end asks. It’s a girl’s voice, and one you know well. She happens to be an idoru with you, and yet, you can’t place a name to a face to a voice – you’re far too panicky right now. “You sound terrible. Did they get to you before I did?”“They? Are ‘they’ the people who took Protag? And who’re you? I swear, if you did anything to him - ”“Stop kidding, Iori. It’s me, Miki. Mikki Hoshii. And judging by your words, I’d guess that I was late in calling you.”Understatement of the year if her objective was to help you out.“What happened?” she asks you. You go on to explain the very few things that you know for certain – more or less, just that your boyfriend was kidnapped and that you received a picture of him. It’s silent on the line for a second.“They call themselves the Usagi club. It’s like a fanclub for you, but filled with the dregs of society. And a bunch of NEETS.” She explains. “I’ve been investigating them and trying to get to the leader, whoever it is. Can I meet you? We can make a plan.”>Tell her where you are>Meet her somewhere out of the apartment, just in case.
>>35513457>Meet her somewhere out of the apartment, just in case.
>>35513457>Meet her somewhere out of the apartment, just in case.Also switch our phone to vibrate.
>>35513457>>Tell her where you areThey obviously know where you are already, you can lock the doors and windows till she gets here too
>>35513457>pushy idoru fanclub>targeting loriFuck, this is just MGNQ again.
>>35513413It all depends on if another point comes up where it's the most natural response.
>>35513457>Meet her somewhere out of the apartment, just in case
>>35513527No. It depends on nothing because it isn't happening again.
Accidental Idol thermonuclear war quest.
>>35513557You don't get to railroad.
>>35513590Accidental Idol Cyberpunk Quest when
>>35513502Voting is over.I may have been subconsciously influenced, but this idea was brought up by an anon last thread. That said, I am a fan of MGNQ>>35513614This one is pretty alluring, actually.
>>35513471>>35513488>>35513493You’ve decided on meeting Miki in a café not far from the apartment, one that was thankfully open all night. Miki had been a good friend of yours for years, but wasn’t the most excited that you were going out with Protag. Disappointed, mostly – she said something about you being able to do much better. Although she seemed to know about this so-called “Usagi Club”, you still are unsure whether you can trust her entirely. Just in case, you stuck a small blade into your purse. Accessing the idol hammerspace, you slipped on a dress and called up a ride.Currently, you’re in Ivan’s cab, the hardened Russian with a kind heart having picked you up without an issue. He was a very nice man, you decided. Even if he had mean looking scars near his eyes. You find that your hands are still shaking. This night has seemingly only begun and yet, you’re scared. You’re so very scared that Protag might not be okay. “Behold our new king” – what could that mean?You spot Miki the moment Ivan drops you off at the café. Her blonde hair stands out, and she’s waiting for you at a table while sipping a coffee. A deep breath, a second one, and you walk in guarded but almost instantly calmed by the smell of coffee and the comforting atmosphere around you.[1/2]
[2/2]“Iori!” Miki waves, happy to see you but with something in her eyes. Is it worry?You wave back and sit down at her table. A waiter asks what you’d like and you order a coffee, hoping for the hot liquid to fully calm you down. “I’m so confused.” You admit, “What’s happening”.Miki sighs.“Long story short, the Usagi club has kidnapped your boytoy. I’d heard rumors of this ‘club’ whispered by a couple of different idol channels I know of, and I started investigating them myself. You’re my friend, you know. But I guess I was too late to stop this.” That’s so kind of her, you think. You definitely owe her something – if this isn’t part of the “plan”, anyway.“Do you know what they’re gonna do with him?”She shakes her head. “Not a clue. All I knew as that they might be coming for one of you. I guess they chose him on the end.”Your heart sinks. Are…are they gonna kill him. Your thoughts jump to visions of evisceration. Scenes of slicing and stabbing. Hammering thoughts of hammering body parts…“But” Miki says “I kind of have a plan. And I know where they’re located.”>Discuss the plan>Fuck discussion, where is he?
>>35514004>Discuss the plan
>>35514004>>Discuss the plan
>>35514073>>35514106>>35514126You itch to move. You itch to truly just throw a chair and get on with rescuing your “boytoy”, to return the favor that he’s done for you twice now. You want to save Protag.But you’re smarter than all that. “What’s the plan?” you ask Miki.She takes a sip of coffee, clears her throat, and begins.“The Usagi club is centered in this big empty warehouse on the outskirts of town. I’ve been going in and out while disguised as a member, and I’m sure they’re holding him in what they call the ‘Central Core’ – really, it’s just the middle-most room.”You nod“Anyway, if we can sneak you in, I’m sure you’ll be able to get to Protag if you can convincingly act like a big enough fan of yourself. Once you get to him, you can try and talk down the leader. And if that doesn’t work.”She procures a small pistol from her purse. “We can try our hardest to be convincing”. Not much of a plan, you think. But it’s really all you have for now.“We’ll need disguises” you say, and then pat your purse. Miki gets the idea, and the two of you go to the bathroom and enter individual stalls. Time for Idol Hammerspace.You clear your mind and reach down, down, down into the innards of your purse. Down further than would be possible. Down into the very infinite space that makes up the network of idol-centered objects every teen pop sensation requires for any related event. You need a disguise, and so you clear your mind and try and picture the clothing you’d like. >Watamote-lite>Thuggish>Non descript as possible
>>35514419>>Watamote-liteThey're all NEET, so this should resonate with them pretty well
>>35514419>Watamote-litethey are a bunch of NEETs so this should fit in perfectly
>>35514419>ThuggishWe're probably going to be found out as Watamote.
>>35514591I assume we picked up some NEET mannerisms from dating one.
>>35514622We should be good at acting anyway. I mean we preform on stage all the time. Emulating protag would be easy.The thing is, if they are a hardcore fan club, or cult, they'll be quick to recognize us if we don't do some drastic change.
>>35514487>>35514496>>35514518>>35514671From within your bag you pull out a ratty old sweater, some wrinkled, stained pants, and scuffed up shoes. Along with that was special hair gel, to get that disgustingly greasy look in your hair. You get dressed up (or down, really – these clothes are *so* below you) and without even looking at a mirror you smear the greasy gel through your hair. But you need something special, one thing to really distract these hardcore fans of yourself. Not even the messy makeup job your doing is going to do that. So you do something that’s entirely drastic and not very well thought out, like many of your plans - you punch yourself in the eye.FUCK. It hurts! But the plan worked, and a nasty bruise begins blooming around your eye. Idols don’t get bruises, or so your fans will think. Perfect.You and Miki exit the stalls at the same time, and you can see that she decided to dress up in a similarly dishelved fashion – torn sweatpants, a stained shirt, and a bad makeup job. The two of you laugh at one another. You can’t help it, even in these harrowing times. She looks so stupid! And yet, so do you. “Ready?” she asks. You nod.[1/2]
>>35515000[2/2]Miki leads out of the café and through a couple of alleys in the buildings behind it. The two of you walk silently through the back road and alleys, now in a very industrial part of town. Large warehouses begin sprouting up around you two, but Miki powers on and so do you. Industrial stacks of smoke-bellowing chimneys crowd the air here, and your precious idol lungs can barely take it. You walk for what feels like forever, your legs getting sore, and there seems no end.But you stop a few feet in front of one very large warehouse, and Miki whispers to you.“This is it.” She says “I don’t really like your boyfriend, but no one steals someone that my friend likes!”You smile at her. “Thank you.”Now at the door, nervousness fills you once more like an acrid smoke. Or maybe that’s still the smoke stacks. You don’t have much time to think, because a rather…obese man steps out from the shadows. “Which animals are the best?” he asks, in a saliva layered lisp. This must be some riddle to the Usagi club. Your favorite animal is probably the answer…>Frogs, you say>Rabbits, you say>Monkeys, you say
>>35515000>you punch yourself in the eye.Holy shit, we are hardcore
>>35515000You're doing*Goddamn it
>>35515026>>Rabbits, you sayDuh!...It's a trick question isn't it?
>>35515026>>Rabbits, you saypretty sure its a trick question, but not quite sure how yet
>>35515026>Rabbits, you sayIt's not a trick question guys, they don't know we know.
>>35515026It's either>Frogsor>RabbitsMainly cause didn't a frog purse get left behind at the apartment?
>>35515026>Rabbits are shit>Your taste is shit too>Get out of my way
Rolled 2 (1d2)>>35515150Oh shit.>>35515084Changing my vote1: frogs2: rabbits
>>35515026>Frogs, you say
>>35515084>>35515107>>35515134Which animal is the best? Seeing as how this is *your* very dedicated fanclub (and it’s called the Usagi club, for Christ’s sake), it’s gotta be rabbits! The fuzzy little darlings are definitely your favorite animals ever! Dropping the NEET act you’d been practicing on the way, you point your finger in a know-it-all faction “It’s Rab-““FROGS!” Miki yells, hooking her arm around your neck and pulling you close to her, to smother you against her admittedly large and comfortable breasts. “It’s a joke! She was trying to say ‘ribits!’ hahaha. Ha.”The fat man purses his lips for a moment, before shrugging his shoulders. “You may now enter the Usagi Club.” Miki lets you go and the two of you sluggishly and loser-like walk into the large open door.The first thing to hit you is the smell. Sweat, body odor, and a whole host of disgusting scents instantly target your nose and you hold back the desire to gag. This smells the way Protags apartment used to, but somehow ten times worse. Was this the pure scent of NEETdom? Was this hell really real? Miki has to grab your wrist to start dragging you forward through the crowded room. All around you are groups of fans of all sizes and shapes, a gathering of surprisingly different people who all fall under the category of NEET. Of course, a good 3/4ths of them are men, but there are a surprising amount of girls. Despite what this place was, you feel so happy that you’ve managed to have fans who care for you.Until you see that the walls are lined with pictures of you. An infinite number of you, from your very first photos to your very newest, your face and body are plastered around the place. It’s quite literally the wallpaper! And then the fanart…Oh god!“Shhhh.” Miki quells your growing panic.“Come on, we’ve gotta go.”[1/2]
>>35515648She pulls you forward again, through similar rooms. It seems there’s an infinite number of these. To keep up your disguise, the two of you creep through the place, looking and acting like a pair of NEETs. You’ve learned how to do it well by watching Protag more or less just live his life. He might be proud of you, if you ever get to him.Miki stops you in front of a large door.“Iori, I’m going to go and set up our escape. When you get Protag, you’ve gotta take a left from here, and run out the back. I’ll have transportation. Good luck.”She hugs you tight, and with one look back, leaves.You’re now before the “Central Core”. Behind this very large door is your boyfriend, and anger rises in you. It’s time to get him back!>Run through the door and demand him>Sneak in>Write in
>>35515671>Sneak injust in case they moved him.
>>35515743>>35515754>>35515758Despite the growing fire inside of you, you decide that the best course of action would be to sneak in. There’s no telling what’s really behind this door.Pushing it open ever so slightly the door thankfully swung open on silent, oiled hinges. You don’t need much room to sneak your small frame into the opening. You close it behind you and enter into a dark room.Dark is an understatement, really. Minus the orange fire-like light on a stage in the center of the room, you can see almost nothing around you. But that means they can’t see you either. In here it reeks even worse than outside. Concentrated NEET smells assault you, like a ton of stinging insects flying up your nose, if those insects smelled like skunk spray and death. From your area you can see a small-ish figure step up to a podium on stage and she clears her throat before speaking. “Fellow Iori fans!” the voice says. From here, all you can tell is that it’s – surprisingly – a girl’s voice. “We have him! We finally have him! The blessed man who was permitted by Heaven above to court our goddess!”What? [1/2]
>>35516173Now a blinding white light shines on the stage from overhead, and you can see him – it’s Protag! He’s still chained in a chair, but now he’s awake, looking around with fright at the crowd of NEETs surrounding him. As a person who hates crowds, this much be torture on top of torture.The girl speaks again. “And it is with great honor that tonight, we will sacrifice him! This will please our godess!”No! No way! They are not going to sacrifice Protag to anyone. Not you, not no one. You begin making your way towards the stage, shoving yourself through the crowd of soft, pudgy bodies around you. But the girl on stage, who’s face you can begin to see clearly, pulls out her cell phone and snaps another pic of Protag. She enters a number and sends a message. “We will keep our idol updated! If she can’t be here to watch, she’ll still see his wonderful demise!”It is a split second before you get the text that you remember that you didn’t turn off the sound of your phone. It goes off, of course, louder than a siren.And the room turns to you.>RUN>FIGHT>Write in
>>35512517Smutfags are like Drop bears. If they smell blood they will swarm in from above and take over.
>>35516227>Try to remember the basics of CQC
>>35516227Seriously, calling me a goddess and killing my boyfriend, are you trying to draw my ire?Failing that fight.
>>35516227>>35516262>Try to remember the basics of CQCHaha, yes, this.
>>35516227>Summon Hammer from Hammerspace
>>35516227>Spill spaghetti to bluff>Sneak to Protag and freenothing can go wrong
That’s it. That’s fucking it. You’ve had it with the hiding and the sneaking and the disguises. You’re done with being so submissive. It’s time to fight back. With the training you – and all of your idol friends – received from the legendary Snake, you take a stable CQC stance and immediately shove your elbow into the face of the nearest fan. Shocked, he buckles, and then the fight really starts breaking out.“GET HER!” The voice of the girl on stage calls. The voice of an idol. The voice of Yayaoi Takatsuki! Holy shit, why is she the leader of these people? A dozen or more men and women jump at you, and you use their individual weight and movement against them, accented with knee and elbow strikes in their most vulnerable positions. Bodies fall all around you as you make your way towards the boy-stealing bitch on stage. Of course, those fans attacking you decide to work together and when one grabs your left arm, the other does the same to your right, and then two more fans grab your legs. You’re powerless now, immobile and unable to CQC your way out of this. Well shit.“Bring her up here.” Yayaoi says. You’re brought against your will up to the stage, still held like some sort of prisoner about to be drawn and quartered.“Iori!” Protag yelled, struggling against the chains that held him to the chair. He had a nasty wound on his head, probably where the bloodstain on his pillow came from. You feel terrible - this happened all because of you. The desire to just give him a comforting hug grows strong inside of you.You try and reach for him, but the hold on you is too strong. Smiling like a crazed animal, Yayaoi walks up to you.“Goddess, you’re here! You’ve come to see the sacrifice! I’m so happy!”>Spit in her face>Say something (write in)
>>35516661>Save me protag.
>>35516661"Let us go!"
>>35516661>unable to CQC your way out of thisHeresy.>>35516714>Save me, Jebus... I mean, protag!
>>35516661Yayaoi, you are an Idol just like me, so you know I am no Goddess, however if you murder Protag you'll be in jail for the rest of your life, as will all the other people here for aiding and abetting it. So why don't you put me down and let him go, so we can all go back to our homes without the police and jail involved.
Here, in the face of adversary, you almost feel the need to call out to Protag, the guy who had already saved you twice in such a short amount of time. You feel the need in your bones, and yet, you know that you can’t. He’s in more dire straits than you, and you need to be strong. For the both of you.“Sacrifice? What sacrifice? Yayaoi, please let us go! You don’t want to do this!”“Iori, please stop joking around. We all know goddesses require human sacrifices.” Her tone is matter of fact, and much to light despite the context.She says this with such a straight face that you’re scared. She’s totally off the deep end.“You – you’ve gotta let us go. I’m no goddess, I’m an idol just like you. We’ve worked together! There’s no way this can end well if you sacrifice him.”“On the contrary, Iori, that’s the only way this can end well.” She looks away from you and towards Prometheus. “Okay, my fellow followers! It’s time we show our goddess the love we feel for her!”Around you, a group of fans begin the proceedings for what you assume is the sacrifice. They set up a pile of logs and kindling covered in gasoline and pull out a large wooden pole from somewhere in the room, along with some rope.“He shall burn, and his love will be transferred to us in his screams and his ashes!” Yayaoi cackles. No. No, you can’t let this happen! Try as you might, you can’t get out by force, and so you decide to try a different way. You’re running out of time, however.>”Yayaoi, let me kiss him one last time.”>”I see the error of my ways. Let me go and I’ll start the fire.”
>>35517093>>”Yayaoi, let me kiss him one last time.”
>>35517093>”I see the error of my ways. Let me go and I’ll start the fire.”She's not gonna let us kiss him, but we are close enough for a grab and dash.
>>35517093>”Yayaoi, let me kiss him one last time.”>”I see the error of my ways. Let me go and I’ll start the fire.”both, neither seems to be mutually exclusive.
>>35517135You mean pull out our piece.
>>35517134>>35517147>>35517149>>35517171"Yayaoi, let me kiss him one last time.”You say this in part as a way of escape, and in part because if you fail here - if Prometheus is burned at the stake - you'd like to at least fill his last living moments with love.Yayaoi stands above you proud and crazed, and like some sort of castle lord handwaves the guards away. "Go right ahead, my lovely goddess. Shower him with kisses. It'll be more for us later."You shutter at this display from a totally psychotic bitch, and massage your joints for a second when you're let go of. Now you stand alone on stage with Protag and Yayaoi. Her shirt has a frog plastered on it, and you curse internally for not realizing it was her earlier. "Well, go on." she says.You walk towards your boyfriend, who was now tied to the large pole with a rope and in the center of the fire pit. His eyes are downcast, lacking all hope. It's pitiful the way his body is slumped forward, straining against the rope. You almost feel tears leave your eyes, but you need to be strong and you know it.You lean in and place a kiss on his forehead. "Get ready" you whisper to him. He looks up, confused, but you say nothing more to the boy."Yayaoi, thank you for this.""Ah, so you've seen the light? Come here, get this torch so that you can start the sacrifice yourself.">Lean in for the torch and shoot her instead>Accept the torch and throw it into the crowd>Write in
>>35517399>>Accept the torch and throw it into the crowdSince he's an idols boytoy, could we shove him into idol hammerspace? It might be tight.
>>35517399>Accept the torch and throw it into the crowd
>>35517399I mean... It's a small gun.And we have two hands.
>>35517399Lean in for the torch, and shoot her in the leg, then point it at the crowd and threaten them.
Voting is over!Gonna start cutting the voting time to around 5 minutes - I have class tomorrow and need to sleep eventually.
>>35517431>>35517427Despite your instincts telling you to get as far away as you can from the crazed bitch before you, you walk up to her and take the torch in your hand. It's heavy and all ready on fire, the flames leaping as if drawn to the gasoline-covered kindling praying to be set alight. Now that you have the power you make your move, kicking Yayaoi in the stomach as hard as you can first and foremost. She yelps and falls on her ass, and then you brandish the torch towards the crowd."Stay back!" You yell. Without haste you run to Protag, holding the torch as far away from him as possible, and with the knife you held in your purse you quickly cut through the ropes restraining him. He falls, and you go to catch him before remembering the gasoline and the torch in your hand. Yayaoi struggles to get up at the same time that Protag does."You're so stupid" she coughs out. "Why focus on one fan when your love can be spread to us all?!"You don't even dignify her with an answer. With Protag on steady legs you grab his hand and then, using all the force you can muster, throw the torch into the crowd. It parts instantly, but the fire manages to set alight some discarded garbage and old 4 by 4s from before the warehouse was abandoned. Fire sprouts up and you can already feel the heat from the rising flames. And, of course, the crowd begins running for their lives."GET THEM!" Yayaoi yells. You and Protag look at one another before booking it. No way are you staying there.>Exit the room and run left>Exit the room and run right
>>35517628>>Exit the room and run left
>>35517628>Exit the room and run left
>>35517628>Exit the room and run leftLike Beyonce says...
>>35517688>>35517664>>35517656The two of you are on the move now, exiting the room and heading left just like Miki had instructed. You're in a long, tight hallway and behind you is a hoard of fans and freaks running from a growing fire in the warehouse. You can see above the crowd that Yayaoi is being carried by one fan, and looks pissed as fuck.Still, the two of you silently power on. You need to escape. The only plan is to escape. But to wear? Now that the Usagi club knows where Protag lives, can you go back there? Is your own apartment safe?You can't stop and wonder about this because, in a split second, you're grabbed around the waste and pulled by Protag who had noticed the heavy wooden beam falling right on top of your small frame. Fuck, you really need to get out of there."What's" pant "waiting" pant "for us?" Protag manages to wheeze out while you run."I don't know!" And it's true, you've got no clue what Miki has up her sleeve. But right before you is the door to the outside and you push it open as you run, read to jump into a>A car>A van>A pick up truck
>>35517819>A familiar looking taxi
>>35517819>A pick up truckof course
>>35517839>>35517836A van. It's a large utility van, or, as some call them, a child-kidnapping van. It's large and boxy, with only two small back windows. Creepy in all aspects really. Miki is in the driver's seat and you and Protag jump in the back, slamming the doors behind you and telling Miki to step on it. She speeds ahead like some sort of NASCAR driver, and in the dust you leave a burning building and a plethora of fans.For a moment you finally feel safe. Protag is leaning against one wall of the van, tired and bloody and probably upset. You crawl over to him, trying to steady yourself from the movement of the van on the road."Are you okay?" you ask, lightly touching the wound on his head. He flinches slightly."Y-yeah, I'm fine"He's certainly not fine, but if he can answer in his usually NEET stuttering, he's at least back to his old self. You wrap your arms around him in a large hug and he settles into it, relaxing. "What's with your eye, though?" he asks. You and Miki laugh.Unfortunately, the nice scene is ended when you see Yayaoi on a motorcycle, racing up to the van with a gun in her hands. God damn it. God fucking damn it. No more. You're done with her. >Pull out your own gun>Tell Miki to break hard>Write in
>>35518006>Tell Miki to break hardand in before we purposefully idol kidnapping.
>>35518006>>Tell Miki to break hard
>>35518030>>35518081You tell Miki to break hard and she complies, slamming her foot down and causing the car to lurch backwards. Yayaoi is shocked for just a second and the van is now very close to her. Close enough, in fact, that you open the back doors and (with Protag holding you for safety, of course), shoot at the girl. Not to hit her, of course, but to hit the tire.You succeed and the bike jerks down, while Yayaoi rolls off of it. "I'll get you one day!" She yells after you, but you don't wait to respond. Closing the doors behind you, you finally settle down beside Protag."Thank you, Miki." you say"Yeah, thanks a ton" Protag echoes."Not a problem." she shrugs "Be glad you didn't get set on fire like they wanted."From then on, it's a silent trip to your highly-guarded high rise apartment building. Miki makes sure the two of you get to your home before she leaves, refusing the offer to stay. "I gotta go" she says. "But have a wonderful morning."And morning it was. From the large glass sliding doors you can see the sun beginning to light the periwinkle sky, and you and Protag pause for a moment in awe.After dressing his head wound, the two of you settle outside on the patio to watch the rising Sun. It's too late to sleep now, and you contend yourselves with small talk over some early morning coffee."I'm really sorry for all of this." you admit. "Can you ever forgive me?"He smirks "I wasn't upset with you in the first place. After that he grabs your hand, and the two of you continue watching the Sun rise on a beautiful morning. One where, thankfully, neither of you were set alight.-----ENDThank you for playing tonigh! Questions, comments, concerns are all welcome.
>>35518198Thanks for running, man. I'm really enjoying this story.
>>35518253Glad to hear it! Have a wonderful night,
>>35518198great thread as always. thanks for running.cant wait to see what sort of crime we deal with next, and the perspective change was a neat and enjoyable feature.one note, i would personally ignore any write-ins that would be out-of-character or are inappropriate for the situation, especially if a non-write-in tied it for votes.
>>35518296Thanks for the kind words. As for the next crime, I'm still trying to figure it out. I do have an idea, but I'm gonna scroll through some of my older threads to see if any anons posted anything good I can use, hahaha.>one note, i would personally ignore any write-ins that would be out-of-character or are inappropriate for the situation, especially if a non-write-in tied it for votes.I'm going to tightly stick to my "no smut" rule from this thread on, unless I purposely disengage the rule for a thread. As for what constitutes smut, I'll have to do that on a case by case basis, I guess. Actually, in every thread we've had someone post a "fuck her" write in and a "wank" write in, but only the former almost got enough votes. I hope that stops. I've got nothing against smut, but I keep my lewd writing and my non-lewd writing separate.
>>35518374Awesome, thank you anon.
>>35518386it wont.my advise, keep it in-story smut, not as a player choice.ie we save her or she saves us then we get a smut/lewd scene right at the end of the quest.
>>35518418or I should say at the end of the thread, not quest.
>>35518418>ie we save her or she saves us then we get a smut/lewd scene right at the end of the quest.I don't know about that. Really, I think I saw my feelings described best by a drawfag on /co/ once, who said something along the lines of:>The minute you tell people that you draw smut, the minute that becomes the *only* thing you ever draw again. It's the reason some artists only do lewd commissions with payment.That said, if for whatever reason I do want to include smut one day, I guess not making it a player choice would be a good option. I guess.
>>35518198Thanks for the thread! It was fun to read even though I got here too late to vote.
>>35518502No problemo. If you liked it, I'm happy. >It was fun to read even though I got here too late to vote.>tfw I was a couple hours too late to take part in last night's Magical Green Lantern.I know that feel bro.jpg
>>35518471It should work as long as you stay strong about ignoring smut requests/write-ins.Could also use it as motivation for write-ins that are more impressive/creative etc to get to the smut tootsie roll center at the end of the thread.I would definitely be nice to have some in the final Idol Crime quest thread though, seeing as we would probably be getting married or something as the finale.
>>35518602I'm not going to shy away completely.-I'll mention that they had sex, or write up to the actual act and then end the scene, but I don't want to write out the full scene or have it play out in player voted events.I guess to start off I'll just stay strong in denying smut write ins.As for that last part, it's a possibility. I'm not sure I'll even end it when they're married, if that happens, but we'll just have to see when the time comes.
>>35518727I have no need to see any smut in this quest, I just want to see Protag and Iori's realtionship steadily progress.At least until the Accidental Idol Divorce Quest
>>35518198Awesome ending! Fucking crazy chicks trying to take our NEET away.Looking forward to the next one.