> Previous thread: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/18949147/
> Damn thing appears to be auto-autosaging.


Kate is sleeping, in front of you, still wearing her white blouse. She seems to be muttering something in her sleep. You look around you.

This flat is seriously a nice place - yellow brick, but with tastefully subtle decor and large lovely windows. Sunlight is streaming through, and the place feels nice and warm. Man, you could live here. Except of course you couldn't, not in a lifetime.

You clean up the plates of eaten sandwiches and then put them in the dishwasher, a stainless steel and white enamel affair. And then you wonder about the thought you've been hearing. You think about hearing them, but you don't feel any buzz, only sensing that there are thoughts emanating. From next door... and from the opposite flat. Soft thoughts.

This thought-sensing thing is still a bit weird to you. It feels a bit like voices, but also a bit like shimmers on the edge of your vision - you can't tell which sense it is that's picking them up. Well, you'll get used to it somehow you reckon.

> What do?

>>18974087

Check if she's got a fever or anything. Watch TV.

>>18974159

You place your hand against her forehead, then her neck. Nope, she seems normal.

The news doesn't seem so normal, though. You haven't watched the news for a long time, and living in the suburbs for years in a massive city means you're a bit cut off. You watch the crowds of protestors against the new Social Entity Empowerment Act, whatever that means; hear the reports that the protests have gone on for weeks over all sorts of things.

Meanwhile in the north of the city, riots; and just down the road from you, a sixth body has been found near 14 Stanson Way. The police warn that there might be a spree killer on the loose.

> What do?

>Homeless quest
>Waking up in a nice flat with a girl

Something's not right.
I guess I'll need to read the previous thread then. Don't really have time though.

Things did happen in the previous thread. You can also read minds, which isn't common in homeless people.

Or so it's thought, anyway...

>>18974378
Fuck. I knew you couldn't trust hobos!

If this is still going on in an hour or two, I'll probably join in.

Maybe I'll take a nap first or something. It's really my own fault I haven't told people the next time in the previous thread.

> Twitter channel: CirrusandN

rolled 80 = 80

>>18974412
Alright, I'm back!

Thought powers, eh?
What was the other roommate's name again? Jacob? Is he still sleeping? We should try to ingrain thoughts into him and Kate that we are really, really swell guy and that they just would never mind us hanging in their flat indefinitely.

>>18975051
Also help us get new, clean clothes.

Come ooooooon, OP. Come back!

>>18975083
>>18975051

Don't do that! We gave Kate a bad headache and a crying fit from doing it the last thread!

>>18975736
I thought she just had migraines. It seemed that it happens to her once in a while. And she cried because of her job, no?

Right now they are sleeping, I suspect that when we do our mind powers on sleeping people it comes much easier.

>>18975051
>>18975083
>>18975186
>>18975736
>>18975777

You go out and look for... Jacob? No, Joe, that's the name. But he doesn't seem to be around. Must have gone off to his job downstairs already.

So instead you go back into Kate's room, and sit down. You're not sure if you should do this, but why not try? You push your thoughts at her, and indeed it appears that her being asleep makes her far more vulnerable. Certainly you don't feel the resistance you did last night at first, when you tried to make her do the victory dance.

After a few minutes, though, with no response from her, you then hear the phone ring in the hall. Hmm.

> What do?

>>18975830
We don't live here. Ignore the phone.

Also, move away from Kate. She'll probably wake up because of the call. If she sees us right next to her, we'll look like a creep.

>>18975830

Try to wake Kate up and tell her it's the phone.

We are the ones who got her to bed, it'll be fine. It was in the previous thread.

I just realized we've basically attained CHIM from the Elder Scrolls lore.

>>18975882

... What's that?

>>18975881

Second this one, we should be nice, minimise use of powers.

>>18975886
It's where a fictional character realizes it's fictional and uses this realization to alter the world around it.

Now seriously, we have to stop fucking around.
We have murders to solve

Let's check that thread on 4chan

>>18975886
As I understand it, the Elder Scrolls video game series have lore explanation for console commands and cheats.

>>18975915
Who the fuck cares about the murders?

>>18975922
Hobos

>>18975881
>>18975905

You lean and shake Kate's shoulder gently, and she wakes up. 'Wha- huh?'

'Kate. Um, the phone's ringing.'

'Oh. Oh. You still here, huh.' She rubs her eyes. 'Nice of you to stay.'

You don't say anything and watch as she stumbles out and takes the phone. At first her demeanour seems quite calm, but then she goes 'Wait, what?' You watch her, with her hand over her mouth, for the rest of the conversation. Then she puts down the phone.

'Ah, Jesus fucking Christ. Joe's gotten injured, some fucking junkie in the shelter...' She runs a hand through her hair. 'Look, Dylan right? Could you go down and take a look at him? I mean, just say you're his cousin's friend. I really need to go back to the bank now.'

> What do/say?
> Also, to clarify, you are quite sure the crying wasn't due to work stress. You don't think she's the sort of person to cry; she's spent three years maybe in a bank. But you're not sure if it's your mind power doing it, which is worrying.

>>18975963
Ok, let's check out Joe's

>>18975963
Change clothes. Lets take something clean from Joe's stuff. A pair of jeans and a t-shirt will do.
Then go check on Joe.

>>18975963
Time to save joe!

Oh, also, while you were watching the TV when Kate was asleep, you've picked up some interesting things. Turns out there have been protests and large strikes in the city centre, and around many of the industrial areas, over the last few weeks.

Sleeping in a park really cuts you off, man. As for the murders, you did hear they found a sixth corpse, and police say there might be a spree killer around.

>>18976002
We should try reading the newspaper more.

>>18976026
Indeed, they are useful for more than just lying on.

>>18976041
They're also good weapons against angry dogs

>>18976026
>>18975996
>>18975987
>>18975977

Yeah, you probably should get interested in being in the loop again.

You head off to change into some of Joe's clothes as Kate handles herself, and then leave. Kate calls after you. 'He's at the Mavengate Hospital!'

You figure how to go there by bus, and then sit there, looking around. You haven't seen the inside of a bus for a bit. But now, in your clean clothes, you're normal, no one pays you any heed. You could get used to this.

You look around you; there's two old couples behind you, and another old man sits a few rows ahead. But beside you there are three seats of giggling teenage boys and girls. Isn't there school or something?

> Do anything before getting off at hospital?

>>18976068
Let's just go at the hospital.
We will check that other address after that

>>18976068
Nope. lets just go to the hospital.

>>18976094
>>18976092

On the stop just before the hospital, a young woman gets on, wearing denim shorts and a short yellow coat. Despite all the empty seats around, she comes up and sits beside you.

You blink, and then notice that every now and then she's glancing at you. When you glance back, she looks away, but she has a smile. She's really quite pretty, with black hair streaked red, and a small tattoo of stag's antlers on her wrist.

You try to think of her thoughts, but suddenly you feel as if someone's just poured cold water into your ears. In the fit of dizziness, you feel the bus stop, and she stands up to get off, with you following.

> What do?

rolled 75 = 75

>>18976165
Snap out of it!

Seems like a mental attack to me!

>>18976171
Nice roll, we can do this.

>>18976165
After getting off the bus.
call her out

>>18976185

Say she's another one of us, isn't she?

>>18976201
lets not

>>18976201
>>18976185
>>18976174
>>18976171

You get off the bus, stumbling slightly, and see that she's also headed for the hospital - a large, blue cube of a building. Man, you don't like hospitals. Haven't been in one for some time, though.

You go up to her, and see that on the outside of the same arm with the antler tattoo is a little slogan, 'Ours is the Fury'. Huh. Nice line actually.

'Hey.'

She glances at you. 'Hmm what?'

'You...' you feel the sense of cold water in your ears as well, as well as a tingling in your fingers, but you focus and manage to push those sensations aside. 'You're... who're you?'

'Man, don't guys know subtlety or a pick-up line these days?' She says it in a good natured way, though. Her t-shirt is also yellow, with a black miniskirt. 'My name's Lena. And I'm going to see my dying grandma.'

You follow her into the hospital and let her go first, and then she stands to one side and watches as you ask about Joe. Ward 6-6. Well, well...

> What do/say?

>>18976240
"Oh.. I'm Danyl by the way."

Maybe she's just naturally immune?

"Sorry about your grandma, I'm going to visit a friend."

>>18976240
Well, go at Joe's

>>18976240

Ask where she's going. 'See you in the cafe later, perhaps?'

>>18976331
>>18976296
>>18976281

You go up to her. 'Well, I'm Dylan.'

'Dylan. Nice name.'

'Where are you going? Maybe I'll see you in the cafe later?' Really, it's the mind-reading powers gives you this confidence you swear. She smiles.

'Have some respect for the dying, mate.'

'Oh, I'm sorry-'

'Kidding! I'll see you maybe.' She punches your shoulder lightly, moves off.

>>18976359
Yeah. We're awesome.

anyway go see Joe.

>>18976359

Joe is lying in a hospital bed, being attended to by a very grumpy looking nurse. He looks up at you. 'Eh...'

'Dylan, Joe, it's Dylan.' You go up to him; he's got a bandaged arm, and a bandage round his forehead. 'What happened to you?'

'Well... someone just came in with a broken bottle and a baseball bat and started swinging. Screamed about something like being watched, the great drake is upon him, and the like. He was going to hit one of the other homeless people so I tried to stop him and got this...'

'Well, that's heroic of you,' you sit down. 'What's the doctor say?'

'Well, I'll just lie in for a day. Mostly because of the baseball bat to the head.'

> What do/say?

>>18976404
"Damn that sucks.
Kate was worried about you.

You need anything, man?"

>>18976422
This.

>>18976441
>>18976422

'Ah, that's shit man. Kate was worried about you.'

'Kate? Wait, she was still at home?'

Oh. Oops. 'Well... do you need anything?'

'I could do with some breakfast,' he sighs. 'Grab me a Mars Bar or something, or maybe something simple from downstairs please? I asked about breakfast but the nurse just gave me this 'I am going to kill you' look.'

>>18976480
Sure man.
Go buy something for him

>>18976480
"Awful nurses.

Lets go to the cafeteria and grab few sandwiches. It's better than candy bars."

>>18976511
He has to lie in bed, lets just go to the cafeteria and grab a few sandwiches for him.

And maybe chat with the girl for a minute, not too long though, cant keep Joe waiting.

>>18976529
I messed up with the quotes. It should have been:

>"Awful nurses."
>Lets go to the cafeteria and grab few sandwiches. It's better than candy bars.
And then bring them to him.
Grab something to drink too.

>>18976480

You nod, then look around the ward. There's 8 beds here, but only three are occupied. 'It's a nice day out innit?'

'Quite.'

'There's going to be chaos in the city centre today,' Joe chuckles. 'Some of my friends, they're all at the protests now. Also, that t-shirt and jeans, just keep'em yeah?'

'Really? Thanks, man.'

'No worries. What're you going to do today?'

> What do/say?

>>18976548
>>18976529
>>18976511
>>18976499

> Your response is noted, I'll write it in the next post.

>>18976559
I dont really have any plans...

We will check that other address?

>>18976585
Lets not. It has nothing to do with us.
I have no idea why we would want to be involved with serial murders in the first place.

>>18976571
This.
Mention that we might go out and seek a job like we always do.

>>18976559

'No idea, man. Try to find work, maybe?'

I'm sure we can find some work with our mind powers?

>>18976570
>>18976571
>>18976601
>>18976604

'Man, I'm not sure. Maybe go try to find some work.'

'Well, I hope the t-shirt and jeans helps.' Joe smiles a bit. 'You know, you could get in touch with the jobcentre that we run, they have hourly work to help ease people back in, training courses as well...'

He writes an address on paper and gives it to you. Well, well. That's north of the city centre, which means you'll have to cross the chaos. Who knows, though, it might be fun!

You thank him and go downstairs to get some sandwiches, and then you see Lena there, sitting at a table with her long legs crossed, looking out the window. She's got a coffee steaming away on the table in front of her, and though her back is to you she addresses you first. 'Dylan.'

'Oh! Oh hello.'

'Don't try sneaking up on me. How's your friend?'

> What do/say?

>>18976559
We should ask Joe if there's anything worth visiting in this part of town. I'm assuming we travelled a fair distance by bus.

>>18976627
"He's fine he just have to relax for a day"
"and your grandma?"

>>18976627
"He's alright.
Apparently they don't feed in this hospital. He asked me to get him something to eat.

How is your grandma?"

>>18976627
"A little bit bruised, nothing some R&R cant fix, and on your end?"

>>18976660
>>18976651
>>18976648
>>18976631

'Oh, he got hit and scratched. But it doesn't look bad. A day or so and he'll be fine.'

'What's this, a lovers' tiff?' She grins. Then she looks around and, making sure there's no one, takes out a cigarette. 'Your sort of poison?'

'Not... really.' She shrugs and lights up. 'How about your end?'

'Oh, cancer. Stage 4, ovarian. There is no stage fiiiiive...' she sings the last words, and does not seem overly concerned. Then she crosses and uncrosses her legs again, and you feel the compulsion to want to ask her out today. Well, that'd make sense...

'Um... do you know anywhere around this town worth visiting?'

'Visiting? Is this asking me to go on a date?' She laughs as you feel your face get warmer. 'Well... there's a lovely pair of parks just down the road, and a shopping mall. And a small art gallery at Aspen, just ten minutes away. You know what? You deliver the sandwiches first. I'll wait.'

You deliver the sandwiches, and Joe thanks you. 'You look pretty chirpy all of a sudden. What's up?'

> What do/say? Also, hospital is feeling a bit unpleasant. It's a mumble in the background, but you can hear the mental moans of pain from upstairs and all around you. Urgh.

>>18976735
>Smoking
>BLARGH
>that's a dealbreaker for me

"Oh, its nothing"

"You gonna be alright, Joe?"

>>18976735
We've spent too much time in parks, and the shopping mall isn't for us (better to save the little money we have).
I vote Art Gallery. Chance to walk and talk, and I get the feeling Lana wouldn't have mentioned it unless she was interested too.
I also want to ask about those tattoos

>>18976735
>and you feel the compulsion to want to ask her out today. Well, that'd make sense...

Wait no.
No.
No it doesn't.

Must be the way others think when we do our mind shenanigans.

>>18976787
Nu-huh, we love parks, we feel at home in parks, we want to be in our best element during a date.

>>18976805
>>18976787
>>18976762

'Oh... it's nothing,' you say. 'You'll be all right here?'

'Oh yeah. Yeah sure. Wait, so where's Kate now?'

'She's gone off to work,' you say. Well, it's the truth... 'I'm off then, eh?'

'Yeah sure. Check out the job centre if you want.'

You go downstairs to the cafe, and see that Lena's there. She waves at you and you go up and glance at her right arm... oh, wait a minute. Where'd the tattoo go?

'So, where are you, we, you going today?' She folds her legs up onto the chair, and you try not to look. Gah. Is this what it's like to be on the receiving end? Or have you just not seen a pretty girl for too damn long?

> What do/say?

>>18976861
Suggest we go to the park. The weather is lovely, it would be a waste being inside. Im sure we can get her to agree.

Also, malls and museums are expensive, we have no fucking money.

rolled 41 = 41

>>18976861
Let's mind freak her back. Try to give her an overwhelming sense of dread.

>>18976861
>Gah. Is this what it's like to be on the receiving end? Or have you just not seen a pretty girl for too damn long?

Could be the latter. But the way she's showing interest in us in unnerving.

"I'm fine with the Art Gallery and the park. How about you?"
If she doesn't decide, lets go park.

rolled 58 = 58

>>18976881

Seconding this, but let's not do dread. Let's make her want to go to the park, then suggest the museum.

>>18976881
>>18976889
No.
Stop that. Lets not do anything. We tried a couple of time (even with good rolls) and it didn't work.

rolled 31 = 31

>>18976895
maybe she just rolled a 100? Lets try AGAIN.

Suggest we go to a nearby hotelroom.

art gallery, maybe the park afterwords but really, someone like that running girl is likely to recognize us and reveal we're a bum or someone else who's seen us before.

ask what happened to her tattoo and try to see into her head again but just a light probe, don't want to faint or anything

>>18976901
We are in an entirely different city, so no, no running girl.

rolled 81 = 81

>>18976895
Actually, we haven't. We were just trying to snap out of it and it worked.

Also, I'm >>18976881 and I'd like to back >>18976889 instead. I just sort of wanted to see what would happen if she flipped out and ran away, but his is probably easier DC wise.

>>18976879
>>18976884
>>18976889
>>18976895
>>18976901

> You're a long way from the running girl now, man. Sorry bout it. There's nothing stopping you from going back and looking her up, though.

> 58 - 30 vs. 69: failure

You blink as you try to resist, and then she takes a puff of her cigarette and looks at you. You think about her going to the park, laughing at the squirrels... but you don't feel the buzz that signals you're getting to her. Instead you watch, with slight horror, as she takes another puff, then stubs the cigarette out on her left wrist.

She then pulls her miniskirt up a little, and you can see that she's wearing black panties under there. Man, it'd be nice to ask to see more. Maybe even touch...

You snap back, stumble a bit, then fall on your arse on the cafeteria. She stands up and comes over to you. 'You all right?' Your head hurts a bit now, and then you notice she hasn't got a burn mark on her arm.

'Um... I'm okay. Well, um, how about... we go... to the-'

'The park is a good idea. It's sunny out.' She gives you a slightly mischievous look then pulls you to your feet. 'Come on, then.'

And with that you're soon out of the hospital. As you go out, you feel her put her arm in yours. 'You're right it's damn sunny. They say this summer's going to be hot. The city's going to burn with riots at this rate.'

Your head's in a bit of a haze now, though.

> What do/say?

try calling her out
"are you mind controlling me?"

rolled 4 = 4

>>18976948
I'd point out my 81 but we still would've failed, if by a significantly smaller margin, 18 vs. 41.

Anyway, rolling to book it once we get to the park. I figure when we're in a more familiar location we'll be more confident, and so the negative modifier will be smaller.

>>18976917

Pity bout the roll, but if it's any comfort, you would've failed anyway.

You do manage to catch a glimpse of her thoughts, but it feels like you're being barked at by dogs or something.

She's a damn witch, but at least she's hot. Hopefully she won't be connected to the murders.

>>18976978
stop that.

>>18976948
Did we say anything about sun?

"Yeah. Know anything about that? I'm kinda out of the loop lately."

>>18977023
She is clearly mind controlling us

>>18976992
>>18976978
>>18977032
>>18977023

You feel like asking her straightaway, but seriously? 'Are you mind controlling me'? What kind of an idiotic question is that?

... why did you just think it was idiotic? You can do it yourself. You're confused.

You walk down the road with her, and she's actually quite chatty. It's a pretty quiet road, so you don't know what there is to talk about. But she has a way of making things look interesting.

'May is glorious! Height of the Summer, height of the flame. Look at that buddleja plant! And the dandelions are all lovely now.' She is right. You've never seen plants that way, as opposed to just something you sleep on - prickly, not prickly.

'What's that about the riots?'

'Oh, riots, strikes... fun times. Austerity! Nothing left in the pot, guys, look away, look away.' She looks at you. You notice she hasn't got her tattoo anymore. 'Everyone's going to be unhappy, right? I've got friends from uni over in the city as well. They say the police are bringing out heavy weaponry this time. So I, am, not, going.'

> What do/say?

>>18977074
"Hey, what happened to that tattoo of the stag antlers? I thought that was cute..."

>>18977074
"I must be hallucinating. Didn't you just have a tattoo?"

>>18977098
>>18977092

'... Tattoo?' She looks at her wrist where you're pointing. 'Oh, I... had one. It's one of those removable types, though. Are you having deja vu or something?'

You can't help but think that, even as she looks a little concerned at you, she's really studying you. Like... a doctor observing a patient. Or maybe someone observing an opponent for weaknesses.

'No, no. Sorry. Probably thinking of something else.'

Soon you're at Mavensgate Park. Children are frolicking around, old men walk big sluggish dogs, small yapper type dogs don't shut the fuck up, and there's a large pond in the middle. 'Playground, pond, rose gardens, big field for lying down, and... more fields and trees. Oh, cafe's over there too, with a loo.'

She's waiting for you to make a decision. You try to take a glance at her mind, but several slavering hounds bay at you and you withdraw.

> What do/say?

rolled 30 = 30

>>18977152
Let's set up mental defenses like she clearly has. Clear our mind so the only thing we're focusing on is counting up from zero, and just keep counting at a steady pace.

>>18977152
>Oh, I... had one. It's one of those removable types, though

Maybe we're getting faux readings from her mind? Our failures making us see what is not there or something?

"Lets go to the pond."

rolled 49 = 49

>>18977175
Goddamnit, these rolls!

MENTAL BARRIER, SET

>>18977176
>>18977175

'Let's go to the pond.'

'I love the pond. Let's go.'

You try counting from 0 onwards, as you walk to the pond. Meanwhile you somewhat notice some young men looking at you with a little envy, eyes following Lena as you go. By 56 you're at the pond, and you don't think you've given any bits of your brain away, even though you can feel a dull throbbing in your head now.

The pond is indeed lovely! There's geese and ducks and grebes, and even two swans hovering round each other. 'Those're lovers,' Lena says. 'You know swans can often be gay? Like, two male swans?'

'I... didn't know that.'

'Well, now you do.' You spend a few more moments looking around. 87, 88, 89, 90... 'the same way I know about you, Dylan.'

You look at her, unsure what she might be talking about. 'Eh?'

'You're still trying to puzzle it out, eh? Not going to ask for help or anything?' You looks at you, taps her temples. 'Did you do the drainings?'

> What do/say?

rolled 22 = 22

>>18977250
>>18977175
Well, looks like we are going to be her plaything...

Unless I manage to turn the tables.

>>18977175
>>18977250
Seriously. Stop trying to do anything mental with this girl.

rolled 67 = 67

>>18977257
I have absolutely no clue what "drainings" is, and are you calling me gay?

>>18977257
"What drainings?"

>>18977275
Ok, maybe drop the gay part.

>>18977257
Remember that we're not good looking.

"Do you have the desire to help ?"

>>18977280
>>18977275

'... drainings? And, um... are you... like me as well?' You realised you just said that, an implicit confession, before you could catch yourself. Shit. So much for the counting.

'Drainings, Dylan.' The two of you sit on a bench; a pack of muscled men jog past in synchronised steps. 'The murders at Stanson. Those 8 people.'

'I thought it was just 6, said the news?'

'Eight. Trust me. We know these things.' She frowns. 'So you didn't do it? Bloody hell.'

You continue to look at the pond. She takes out another cigarette and looks at you. 'You don't like smoking?'

'Not... not really.'

'Well. Thought you might think it was cool. I'll put it away then.' She puts it back in her coat.

> What do/say?

>>18977275
do this one

>>18977344
Actually, we -might- have gained the ability to alter our appearance a bit, we did try to make ourself look a bit better before we went to sleep, didnt we?

Maybe the results have been astounding and we simply havent looked in a mirror yet. Being a hobo and all, we dont look in mirrors often.

>>18977357
"Eh. You're confusing me. What are drainings exactly?
And what do you want for me. Knew it was too good that you were interested in me."

>>18977357
Uh, I did find a piece of paper under a library keyboard that named the most recent murder before it happened, if that matters.

>>18977357
"Wait, drainings? Don't tell me I'm a faggy vampire or something..."

>>18977382
drop the last sentence there. Admitting betaness is never good, not even when you are a beta.

>>18977357
Drainings, murders, were these guys drained of something important ?
Are we a great number with mind powers ? When and how did that start ? Is that related to the other news ?

>>18977383
Don't tell her that. No sense in giving up important information to that girl. She might be a bad girl.

How young is she by the way ?

>>18977431
>>18977370
>>18977382
>>18977384

'Drainings? What...' you chuckle. 'Come on, we're mind-readers, not vampires.' Ah, shit, slip of the brain again! You really don't feel like yourself around Lena, quite literally. But somehow that feels fine. Shit. Don't fall into pretty women traps just like that, Dylan!

You do manage to keep yourself from blurting out about the note, and the time when you first began to suspect your abilities, however. You do that by counting, and surprisingly it seems to work. HUNDRED FORTY THREE! HUNDRED FORTY FOUR!

Lena laughs. 'Try counting more complex series, Dylan. It works better. Better still, just imagine a pack of hounds!' The two terriers chasing each other along the pond's edge suddenly turn into baying Dobermanns and run at you for several paces before sniffing your feet and each other's arses again. 'Sorry. Thought too hard. And for fuck's sakes, vampires... look, there's enough people thinking that, that there's actually starting to be the bloodsucking types. We haven't had that since... well, we've always had a few, but this is ridiculous.'

Meanwhile there is a panic on the water. A swan chases a flock of geese; all hell breaks loose. You pause and watch the V-formation they meld into as they fly off.

> What do/say?

>>18977431

Your best guess is... 18? 20? She mentioned uni, so that'd be around it you reckon.

Also, as for your looks... you do remember having less zits when you looked in the mirror last night. Or maybe you just lost track of your zits over time. You haven't thought too much about that since...

>>18977472
"So explain then."

>>18977472
Okay, switch from counting up from 0 to squaring each number starting at a hundred. Should keep our brain busy while allowing us to do other things, still. Either that, or imagine a song and just loop it.

>>18977472
"That's worse than I thought.
Were you searching for a guy like me ?"

>>18977520
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0WWmJWmeV2w

That's what we think everytime

>>18977530
Oh god yes, this!

>>18977530
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zYrVwGxlcFA

THAT's what I think of.

imagine a pack of hellhounds barking.

ask her to explain the situation

>>18977526
>>18977502

'So... not vampires.'

'You're sitting in the sun. And so am I.'

'They really don't like the sun?'

'It's an established belief, so, yes.' Lena lies back on the bench, stretching herself out. She's the slender sort, long and slim - you can see her ribs through her t-shirt. 'See. People have beliefs, and they have thoughts. And while there are certain things can't really be contravened - that's what science is about, right? - some other things there's some leeway. You know. Markets. Or... sports. Things people do.'

'Not following you.'

'Some people gain influence over others through these things, right? Politics, you know. Or... singing, art, writing. You and I and some others, we're slightly luckier. We get - well, I got, and you just got - given some keys to influence people. I mean, consider how many thoughts a person has in a lifetime, or even in a day, right? How much energy and force goes into those thoughts? But of course people rarely ever act on them all the time. But we can use that energy, a bit of it at least. You're at the bottom rung. But there you are. You can see some thoughts, and nudge them around a little. With some discipline, you can do more things.'

'Like what?'

'I'm here to tell you what's gone on, not tell you what you're going to do,' she says, sitting up again.

> What do?

>>18977530
>>18977555

Nice songs. I'm guessing Dylan more likely knows the first than the second.

(I'm definitely a blues person, though, awesome taste there.)

>>18977612
Ask if theres any side-effects to using your ability, or having the ability used on you.

>>18977612

"How did you get your powers anyway?
Alright tell me what's gone on then."

>>18977612
"Okay, but what about when I made that mugger kill himself? I mean, that was more than just a little thought manipulation..." Pause for effect. "Nah, I'm fuckin' with yah. So I assume there is some quantity of 'willpower' that I have that determines what I can do. Do I get a stat sheet?"

>>18977673
the latter part of that is fine, joking about murdering people isnt. Dont be a fucking fool.

>>18977612
What about the pain in my head ?
Did you really transform these dogs, or just made me think you did ? Do we have all the same ability ?
When did that all start and how many are we ?

And what was drained ?

>>18977684
Right. She might be a bad girl, but she's pretty, so skip the lame jokes. Try to go for irony and double-entendre.

>>18977706
What? Clearly we should be making loads and loads of animal puns.

>>18977673
>>18977644
>>18977637

'All right. So what sort of side effects are there?'

'You can't move someone except by draining his resistance and his willpower. And also his capacity for thought. For action, for imagination.' She looks at her hands. You only now realise she's got black nail polish, how very hipster.

'So... things like headaches?'

'All sorts of things. I can't tell you how people react. Some get furious and frustrated. Others get headaches, many do. Some just go to sleep. Most of the time, the amount of thought we draw to keep ourselves going won't affect people. It's like a momentary sting, a sudden fit of fatigue at most.'

'But it can be worse.'

'The draining, yes. If you focus on someone too long, mix your thoughts with theirs, they suffer. We... aren't good with people as a whole, as you might have guessed.' She sighs. 'Of course, if you drain an enemy at one go, he dies. It can be pretty bad. You want to know something about those murders?'

'Yeah?'

'They weren't murders. Suicides. One man hammered 14 nails into his head before he died. Another woman gutted herself. A boy puts his head in the oven, then he turns the oven on. Imagine the smell. That's what a good, thorough draining does. You are tearing humans from their humanity.'

> More incoming.

>>18977743
And how do I avoid "draining" people? It sounds horrible.

>>18977690
>>18977644
>>18977673

'You'll know when you're tired,' she says. 'head starts to hurt, chills, things like that. I had an awful night last night trying to fend the new kid off.'

'So... you were watching the murders?'

'I wasn't meant to interfere. You'll know more about that eventually. But yes, I was watching, and it was all I could do to keep myself from being seen. I couldn't see who it was at first, so I feared it might be you. He was very much of the height of summer. A cloud of flame and shadow. Impressive stuff!'

'How did you get these powers anyway, Lena? Did you get in a queue, sign a form? Because I just woke up and...'

'No, I sat on a toilet and got bitten in the arse by a radioactive snake in Borneo. Well, no, when I was sixteen I got gang-banged and stabbed several times, and under the stress I manifested and killed all four of them. Well, no, I don't actually want to tell you.' She smiles.

>>18977826
>Woke up and

Don't lie, we manifested our powers after we realized the collective consciousness of 4chan controlled our actions.

>>18977826
You amusing person.

>>18977859
4chan is onto your conspiracy things.

>>18977859
happens all the time
be glad you're not auto-banned for something stupid.

"So eh... what do you want with me?"

> Chan is being a slight bit annoying, so.

Lena estimates there's probably low thousands in the city.

'There's enough people here for us to sit idle, twenty miles out, and still have enough thoughts and emanations to run on. It's a big city, man.'

> What do/say?

>>18977826
So you think the deaths were accidental, the guy couldn't control himself ?
There's no a league of evil telepaths going around killing or recruiting people ?

>>18977898
>Lena estimates there's probably low thousands in the city.

Low thousands of what?

>>18977898
Do I really need to consume their thoughts ?
Are the side effects only temporary, if they don't push to acts with lasting consequences ?

Why did you watch that man, or seek me out ?

>>18977791
>>18977863
>>18977915
>>18977931

'Nice try at being funny.'

'I'm being honestly evasive,' she says, and scratches her ear.

'Oh, you won't drain people unless you try. Not the quick, horrific sort of draining anyway. The slow draining... well, don't stick around people too much. I mean normal people. I know some of the others call them cattle, but seriously, right.'

'Have you tried it before, yourself?'

She shrugs. 'Twice. Once, when I manifested. The second time was in a fight. I simply needed the energy to go on, or I would've been destroyed.'

'And are there people who go round draining? Or is that something that always happens when a person... manifests?'

'Yes, and no. There are some who love having the power to work with and warp things. Imagine not liking a world you can change, simply by eating someone's brain. Why wouldn't you, right?'

Low thousands as in, low thousands of mind-movers like you.

'So... what exactly do you want with me?'

'Me? Oh, no, I don't want anything of yours personally. Well, you're free to proposition me, and I'm free to accept or refuse.' She laughs at your surprised expression. 'No, I just... want to tell you this. Then, you're free to being a hobo if you want. I mean, you can persuade people to donate! It gives them a slight headache and you can get hundreds of dollars a day, imagine that.'

> What do/say?

>>18978046
Any ways to practice control of the power? To train yourself into becoming a "powerful mind wizard" or some shit like that?

Or is it through drainings that people grow in power? Or else why would he go around killing people?

>>18978079

>>18978109
>>18978079

'Well... you can train yourself, and find your own way. Or you can look for people to... teach you.' She shrugs. 'Of course, most people like us eventually join one group or another...'

'And what group are you in?'

'Me? I haven't joined one yet. It's only been three years. But anyway. Skill is not the same as the means. You can of course practice, but everything you do will run on thought. So practicing itself will require you to use other people's wills, capacities - it's a hard thing to define, but you get what I mean.

'That's another... thing, Dylan. From here on out, we gradually stop... really thinking and feeling what we used to. We will think and feel what others do, which may or may not be the same thing to you. Some don't mind, some hate the idea, but there you are.' She looks up again. 'In any case, people think so alike these days I doubt there's a difference if we're thinking our thoughts or our friends'.'

> What do/say?

>>18978046
Is there groups of organized telepaths ? Like parties and secret societies ? It seems like a political problem.
I'd like to change the world, but I'd prefer if others didn't change it in an unpleasant way.

> Also, roll d100.

>>18978177
*mumble* mumble*"yeah I know those people alright"*mumble"

"What groups are there then?

rolled 92 = 92

>>18978204

>>18978177
Well as far as people to teach me, you're right here, I can trust you to a limited degree and you're rather cute. Mind helping me get the basics down pat?

Also, for two of us being around each other, how exactly does the thinking and feeling what others do work.

>>18978220
you, sir, are awesome

>>18978239
Thanks. I try.

rolled 22 = 22

>>18978220
Lets try outdoing that.. I honestly doubt it, but ohh well.

>>18978261

>>18978220

> Excellent roll!

You can tell, with quite surprising ease, that she's lying about not having joined a group. You also sense that there's more than one of them in this park right now, and that she's reaching out to whoever that is right now.

The group she's part of appears to be called the Mixers, or the Conservationists.

>>18978279
Book it!

>>18978279
"Well, it was nice talking to you. I must go now."

Try to listen in to what they are saying.

>>18978279
Well, since we have resolved that Im not a murdering hobo, is there anything else you want of me? Or am I free to go my way?

>>18978279
Hm... It doesn't sound like something I'd want to associate with.
I think the world as it is sucks and should be changed.

"Seriously, why did you come to me and tell me this ?"

>>18978338
well, she seemed to think we were a murderer and planned to kill us?

>>18978177
What's the main groups ? What are their goals, numbers and conflicts ?
If there's thousands of us in just this one city, we surely already changed the world. Or there's some of us trying really hard to prevent the others from doing so.

Also, what happens if telepaths drain each other in relative isolation ?

>>18978236

'Well, I think you're doing quite well so far in terms of pushing thoughts. Of course, it works better with familiar people because you know how they'll react. We can push ideas, but not many of us can make people react exactly how we want. So it's psychology as much as ability.'

'I've heard of people talking about doing other things. Dream-walking... even contacting manifested beliefs. Or crossing into other peoples' minds, taking them over temporarily. Warping perception. It's up to what you can envision yourself doing...' She's sounding rather waffly here, as if she does not want to tell you what's going on.

'Hmm? Well. I don't really know many things right now. We don't cast spells, you know. It's more of using an amorphous ability in different ways. I can tell you though, envisioning things you fear and running them through your mind over and over does wonders for remember who you are.

'It's a bit sad it has to be the things you fear, but other things don't work as well.' She smiles, as it if was not sad at all. Then she glances around and looks at you.

'Look. Other groups... will know about you. They know the hallmarks of a manifestation. They feel it. Even you can feel it when it happens, I'm sure. People will come to you and ask for things, and you have to be careful not to commit or promise anything too easily. You get what I mean? Just... give pearls away and rubies, but keep your fancy free.'

> What do/say?

>>18978338
Eh.
It's not like we really know what is REALLY going on.
We have an idea, but so far, we don't know what those two groups are really fighting for.
we're just a hobo who discovered magic powers when we discovered we're a MC for a 4chan Quest.

I still think we should visit 4chan.

I think we're free to leave, right?

Man. We need to figure out what to do with this. Crime? Politics? And I think the groups themselves are going to have politics too...

>>18978373
How come our existence is not public knowledge ? Over the years, some of us probably told norms of what was happpening, right ?
And >>18978370

>>18978406
>>18978380
>>18978370
>>18978347
>>18978338
>>18978318
>>18978308

You seem to be free to go if you wish. She looks at you when you ask her why she's come to tell you this, and smiles. It's a lovely smile.

'You wouldn't be accosted by a man and take it, would you? So a pretty girl it'll have to be.'

As for further details on society, she seems quite evasive. She does tell you that they... balance each other out. Huh. That's a thought.

'And do normal people know about this?'

'I'm sure some do. And I'm sure many suspect. But they mostly don't think about it too hard, or believe it enough to see through us totally. It takes a lot of determination.'

After a while, she stands up and stretches. 'Going somewhere then? I'm off to get lunch.'

>>18978472
Okay, so what are we afraid of? How about...spiders?

>>18978487
We're afraid of fire, very afraid of it.
>>18978472
Join her for lunch, money isn't that big an issue with mind control powers and we can test out how well dancing flames in the back of our mind shut her out.

>>18978487

I think we fear fire, as mentioned in the first thread.

We're probably rather used to spiders from living in parks all the time... maybe other things? Heights?

>>18978494
Nope, Im pretty sure our ridiculous fear of fire suits the purpose enough.

So what should we do? Imagine everything burning up 24/7 in order to become super powerful?

>>18978487
Fire. We're afraid, terrified of fire.

Dad appearantly burned Mom and our sister so we're afraid of fire

>>18978512
Ohh wait, it didnt work that way.

Just remembering our fear of fire helped us remember who we actually are.

And Im pretty sure if we go around being deathly afraid of fire when people try to probe us, we could get some hillarious results.

We could become a manifistation of fear, everyone who looks into our mind will snap from the sheer amount of madness (and fire)!

>>18978512
>>18978494
>>18978491

The remembering fire is not there to make you more powerful. It's there to make you remember who you are. Someone who fears fire.

When you ask her if you could join her for lunch, she smiles her charming smile and refuses. 'But you'd like to see me again?'

'Well, quite, yes.' You nod. You're sure this is an honest response.

'Excellent.' She passes you a small namecard with her phone number and her email. Not that you have either a phone or a computer...

And with that, you are left alone. And gradually, as she moves away, it seems you can feel, once more, the emanations of people all around you. Faint thoughts, bursts of laughter and emotion, a woman lingering on a book, a man wondering at waddling ducks...

You feel a bit more comfortable than you have in a long while. Talking to hot chicks does that, you reckon.

> What do?

>>18978472
>'You wouldn't be accosted by a man and take it, would you? So a pretty girl it'll have to be.'
So you've been charged to contact guys like me ? Checking for potential recruits or threats ?

>>18978534
Well then.
Let's go find work.
Sure, we can mindcontrol people, but as people say, but Honest Hard Work builds character

>>18978549
Id like the idea of practicing the art of making people give us their money.

>>18978534
Well.
Dunno.

Lets go to Kate's workplace and influence her boss?

>>18978549
We're a hobo. Honest hard work isn't among the things we believe in.

Go to a bar, get a sandwich and a beer. Then go to the toilet, check our face again and try to change it.

No, better yet : get a ruler from a stationery shop on the way, note the length of our hands, and will them to grow longer. I always wanted longer hands.

>>18978568
That said, I dont want people to throw their money at me, that would cause too much disturbance.

More like every third / tenth person who walks past us gives us a buck (or five), depending on how many people there are there.

>>18978590
Why would we do that, though? What do we have to gain?
We DID leave our stuff at Kates house, though.

>>18978596
Even if we cant change our apperance that much... cant we just make everyone think of us as attractive? Like a permanent aura.

>>18978603
We shouldn't do to much Psych stuff.
Remember that the other dudes can feel us, and i think that if we do to much of that soon a lot of Psych bastards will be all over us

>>18978549
>>18978568
>>18978590

Well, thinking about it, there seem to be a few options if you're looking for work.

There's the jobcentre Joe told you about, which is up in the city centre. Kate's bank is also there, in the financial district.

If you want to go where other young people are, there's the Scholar's Town, also known to many as Wankers' Town, where five universities have their campuses along two main roads. It's busy, studenty, and cool, if you're into that sort of thing.

Alternatively, you could go around Mavensgate. This area isn't too bad, and it's not far from Joe's and Kate's. Come think of it, you're not going to be using their place as permanent digs... right? You'd have to keep influencing them, and what Lena told you isn't very encouraging.

Just as you're thinking, you hear a loud argument where the cafe is, and feel a strange twinge of emotion, a powerful energy. Rage feels like a shot to the arm.

> What do?

>>18978598
Because we fucked up her job yesterday and we feel bad?

I say we just go out, subtly use our powers here and there, keep a low profile, scam other people, and gain social status, enough cash to use, and plenty of sex and food and comfort.

>>18978625
Well, we could easily afford renting a nice apartment if we just begged a bit.

But for now, lets go check out the cafe!

>>18978626
I feel bad enough not to risk fucking it up further.

>>18978625
I want to try the hand thing. I also want a kebab.
And we'll have to check the library again.

There's the murderer on the loose, but I don't really want to meet him too soon. We might just call the police to deal with it.

As for the rage we feel, think about fire and go away from the source.

>>18978690
I have a feeling we have entered into "do not call the police, this is super sikrit and serial stuff" level now.

Calling the police would harm ourselves.

>>18978625
Go check the cafe, remember to think about fire while doing so.

(its surprisingly easy!)

>>18978596
>>18978662
>>18978690
>>18978598
>>18978596

You go towards the cafe, still feeling a little of that rage. You also realise that, by drawing into yourself - your fear of fire, your liking of onion rings (two very sadly contradictory desires, one must say) - you can keep the voices out. But it also makes you a little distracted.

Nothing much at the cafe.

Following the park map, you head out of it and along Mavensgate West High Street, where a long row of shops beckons. Many are posh, including the stationery store. A guy with an eager smile hands you your ruler for $2. Seriously.

> Money: $37.50

You know your index finger is rather shorter than your middle. Maybe if you tried to extend it so they're the same length - it'd be easy to tell. Your middle finger is about 9.4 cm.

Also, yeah, you're hungry. There's a chip shop up the road, and two pubs farther down. Then you see a sign saying 'Street Food Market!' turning right into what seems like a parking lot. The place isn't very busy now, at least.

There's also a hairdresser's, a bookstore - two bookstores - and some vintage stores.

> What do now?

>>18978744
>Loves onion rings

+Respect

>>18978700
FUCK THE SYSTEM. Its thoughts are wrong, this is no spam.

We'll have to call, say that we found that paper before the crimes, what was on it, and that's all. Then end the call and be on our way.
There is thousands of us in one city of 16 millions IIRC. I'm pretty sure the government has a few fingers in the pie, they can deal with this.
Plus, there was this thing with the cop that shot someone and got away with it in trial, he probably influenced his way out of jail.

Also, in terms of finding somewhere to live, if you're done with the old dingy and crowded towns, Mavensgate is nice.

Tamerton, Crown Oak Glades, Breghtleyvale are also around this area, in the southwest of the city, and very pleasant indeed. Posh places.

>>18978744
Lets go get some food at the street food market.
A kebab sounds nice.
Then we can go look check out the place Joe mentioned.

>>18978809
If we find ourselves some nice places to beg, we should easily be bringing in $100 tax-free an hour. Maybe even twice the amount.
(With help from our special powers, of course)

rolled 8 = 8

>>18978744
bookstore, pick up psychology books, we need to start learning, it will help us influence people even if it is a slow process.

>>18978825
100 an hour sounds awesome

>>18978825
Just project the image of "this guy looks like he deserves my spare change" or "I think I could spare a couple of bucks to this poor hobo".

>>18978835
we cant afford books. Begging / working must be done first.

rolled 100 = 100

>>18978744
Too easy, and inelegant. Try to grow them all, we'll check later if they're longer than 9.4cm.

>>18978845
Ohh god.

>>18978845
We will have beautiful pianist hands.

>>18978809
I know this isn't very moral... But I want to find a rich bored older woman who'll let us spend the night in her bed just for the thrill of fucking a random shameless teenager.

>>18978835
I'm seconding this it seems logical, and she did say
"...it's psychology as much as ability".

>>18978859
We'll be an awesome street musician if wee can pick up a guitar.

>>18978887
Do you really think we can get real skills from psychology books ?

>>18978887
Are we literate? We are a hobo after all.

>>18978859
>>18978847
>>18978845
>>18978825

> Well, let's go get a kebab first.

You go to the place and see the food carts all around. There's hipsters in skinny jeans or loose t-shirts and denim shorts all around, nibbling on street food that Indians and Thais and Chinese and Jamaican blokes are churning out.

You thought to have a kebab, but you end up having a falafel sandwich instead, for $3. No wonder people eat here.

> Money: $34.50

You sit down at a recently vacated spot, brush the crumbs off for the pigeons, and then you notice your hands. You... they've become rather slender, and your fingers seem really... nicely proportioned now, somehow.

'Hey there. May I sit here?' You look up and see a ginger guy with a roast beef sandwich. 'And is this seat taken?'

'Sure, there's just me.'

He sits down, and soon he is joined by a dyed redhead with a violin case. She puts it down, nods at you, then looks at your hands. 'You've got... lovely hands, if I might say so!'

She then looks surprised that she said it. Maybe your powers are being a bit more pervasive than even you thought...

> What do/say? It's nice to talk to someone from round here. You could put down roots in this place, you think.

>>18978913
We left home at 14. We should have learned to read before that.

>>18978845
Still can't believe I got 100. I fear some kind of backlash.

>>18978912
not skills, but an understanding of how people think should make it easier to influence them whitout them realising it, aside from the slight drain that is.

also, we should study infomercials con men politicians and televangelists.

>>18978922
"Thanks, they grew on me too."

It might take a little while, but why don't we get some koolaid and make some prison wine to sell/barter with?

>>18978922
"Thanks, uh, I guess. People always say I should take up an instrument but I haven't had time to learn. Any recommendations?"

>>18978953
I like the cut of your jib

>>18978922
Are you guys music students ?

>>18978953
Because we aren't in prison?

psych book sounds nice,

do >>18978956 this

"Do you think the social revolution is coming ?"

You're literate - you've been to school for about eight years. And you did quite enjoy it, too.

'Thanks very much,' you smile. 'They grew on me.'

The joke is completely lost on the two of them, of course. But the girl still seems fascinated. 'So you're... a pianist?'

'Man I wish I was! Never got round to it, though.'

'That's a pity... I mean, of course, it's never too late to learn. I'm Ashley, by the way.'

'Timothy.' God, people who actually call themselves Timothy instead of Tim. Sheesh. You shake both their hands. 'You from round here?'

'The city, yes. Mavensgate, not really. What's nice around here?'

'Most things, really. The Oaks, the riverside parks, it's just such a nice place innit? All the arts, and the creativity and the energy.' Ashley waves a hand over a crowd that's mostly hipsters and hippies. Well, there you are...

'So are you music students?'

'Tim does modern art at Carpenters'. I'm doing music though, yeah.'

> What do/say?

>>18979010
"What kind of music?"

As for koolaid, or even any sort of food - it's stuff you can do. I mean, anything that doesn't need much education...

Alternatively, you can try to get into education. Maybe fobbing yourself off into university, that'd be hilarious.

instill in her mind that these lovely hands MUST play music and maybe have her teach us?

>>18979026
I like that.

"Oh no, I paid tuition. Yep, it's there. Totally paid it."
"Of course I'm in this frat! What are you talking about?"
"Uhm, I think you made a mistake Prof. I have an A in this class."

>>18979050
indeed, although this my get a little sitcom-y. Next week on Hobo Psych!

>>18979070
Indeed, should rename this quest to Hobo Psych.
Its changed quite a bit since it began.. to say the least.

I hope OP enjoys this as much as I do.

>>18979026
Yeah we could. It's just may, though, we'll enter next semester.
It's may, right ?

>>18979024
Don't ask that. She's got a violin case, man.

>>18979041
>>18979024

'Eh? Well, mostly classical. It's the violin, after all.' She laughs. 'I do love the more Romantic/modern stuff, though. You know, how the spirit just comes through, like in the Impressionist paradigm when a single thought and a single glance holds so much energy...'

That hit the nail strangely straight on the head, you can't help but think. Tim just looks a bit bored.

'I think Impressionism is for wankers.'

'You like Darryl Cunst, shut up.'

'Cunst is the prophet of a fallen generation! It's degenerate because its time is degenerate! Don't you think so, Alan?'

'Dylan, man, get your names straight.'

'Dylan.'

> What do/say? Also, they both agree the social revolution isn't coming. And they both think it's sad.

>>18979086
See if we can wrangle some private musical lessons from Ashley, I'd like to learn an instrument, Piano sounds good. Convince her that hands that graceful simply can't be allowed not to play music.

>>18979010
Do you guys live here ? Isn't it expensive for students ?

(What I want to know is if the girl lives on her own and would like to try my new fingers)

rolled 47 = 47

>>18979086
I have no idea who that is, so make them think we said something clever and poignant.

> Oh sorry, roll d100 for the thoughtpush please.
> In fact, next time when you want to influence someone, just roll and inform! Then I'll roll opposition and we'll see.

As for the university, well. You could be a student struggling with originality since you're not really human now anyway. Also, since you aren't alone among the psychs... they may come for you eventually.

rolled 71 = 71

>>18979100
Rolling

rolled 46 = 46

>>18979086
"I don't care about that.
Art should be enjoyed for what it is, I love it in its pure natural form. Giving it names makes it looks like.... like person."

>>18979086
Sorry guys, I don't know much about art. I know a lot about wankers, though, from personal experience. Maybe impressionism is my life call. How does it suit wankers precisely ?

>>18979143
person was a poor example, as people are unique too.

Use "machines" or shit as example. Like mass produced or lifeless unorganic shit hippies and hispters dont like.

>>18979100
>>18979103
>>18979129
>>18979078

> Trust me, I am enjoying the hell out of this. You guys are awesome, and I want people like you guys playing the quest.

> 71 vs. 9: Why not just proposition her right now?

'So, do you guys live round here? I mean, this place is pretty posh isn't it?'

'Yeah, this bit is posh. But Mavenswood, and Cranewood just behind - a bit more of the wildness of city society, you know? And a bit more life and vibrancy of proletarian production...'

You nod, say something - you don't really know what you said - and they smile, impressed. Then Ashley looks at you.

'Would you like to learn some music, actually? You've got the hands for all sorts of instrument, I figure. I could link you up with someone from Carpenters. You think?'

> What sort of instrument would you play? Piano, violin, something else?

rolled 83 = 83

>>18979086
I always had a preference for classical music, like Johann Pachelbel and Ralph Vaughan Williams.

rolled 60 = 60

>>18979195
Violin, as much as I love the piano, a violin is EXCELLENT for street performances.

Imagine how easy it will be to become filthy rich.

>>18979195
Guitar. That suits a hobo much more.

If not, then piano I guess

>>18979195
I think violin for convenience.

>>18979195
Violin, then we could even get some personal lessons from this chick as well...

>>18979220
>>18979215

Second these. Also, maybe we get to learn from Ashley.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5y7nJL1hpUU

Violin.

>>18979195
Well, I have simple tastes for now, so if I use these fingers on something, it would probably be a guitar. Or anything that they can make scream.

>>18979273
>>18979218
Please, we have beautiful fingers, lets not ruin them with a guitar.

>>18979279
we can make new ones

>>18979215
>>18979218
>>18979220
>>18979239
>>18979249
>>18979265
I hate the piano and violins are cumbersome.

Guitar. We're a hobo, let's act like pleb.

>>18979289
.... you have a point there

>>18979291
We are a psychic hobo, not a pleb.

>>18979291
We wont be a hobo for long, will we?

>>18979249
>>18979239
>>18979220
>>18979215
>>18979199

'Well, I think the violin's cool. It's a... run about instrument, you know. Like, travelling. Drifting.'

'The ethos of the itinerant! The wanderer who moves from project to project and refuses attachment to paradigm!' Tim grins. 'Now I can empathise with that. You make some good points, Alan, good points.'

'Dylan! Seriously!' Ashley turns to you. 'Well, I mean, I could teach you some violin, or I could get my classmates to teach you. Maybe they'd say it counts for, I don't know, community service?'

Ouch.

'Yeah, that'd be nice, actually.'

'That's set, then! Well, we have to go now, but actually... I think if you come back here round 5 pm, I'll come here to meet you and we can start off!' Tim glances at Ashley, wondering at her haste. Then they shake hands and leave.

You look around; the lunch crowd's beginning to fade away. Hmm. You wonder about Lena a little, still. Why won't she tell you about the Conservationists? I mean, surely it was they who told her to watch you? Or does she have nothing better to do?

> What do/say?

>>18978845
Would you look at that, your 100 roll got us into playing an instrument and hit us up with a chick.

>>18979279
We have ears too. And tastes. Let's not ruin them on classical music.
We don't want to spend too much time with the kind of person that could teach it, lest we become alike.

>>18979321
>Ruining ears with classical music.
Nigga what?

>>18979313
I think we should make a quick call to the police.

Then join the protests, that should be fun.

Oh, also, in terms of appearance and reality:

Your fingers right now appear longer, and as far as you are concerned they are actually longer. But on the level that psychs work in, they are probably not going to fool them.

In the same way, you won't really be able to hide injuries, or simply regenerate your body. You may be able to use your ability to heal much faster, but you can't just grow an arm back out of nowhere.

>>18979306
At least until we're 27. Then we'll be old and gentrified, but let's not hurry to reach that point.

>>18979373
Well, we can at least be a filthy rich hobo that sleeps at a hotel every other night?

>>18979313
Look around the area for some new digs, and by that I mean find a nice place owned by someone easy to influence and we'll stay there for a bit and keep on bouncing between places, we'll want to spread our mind hurting around to keep it at a reasonably safe level for everyone we use it on.

>>18979368
Are they longer or are they not ? Check with the ruler.

>>18979381
>>18979368
I mean, is that going to fool a piano ?

>>18979350

Call them to say... what?

>>18979381
>>18979379
>>18979377
>>18979373

They are indeed longer. They appear longer to you, they feel longer, they appear longer to most people who will see it. But if you think about it hard enough you could dispel that, and if Lena was to see your hands, she'd quite quickly see that they're as short as they were before.

Of course, since you didn't feel yourself get uglier in front of Lena, it appears most psychs will try their best to accommodate each other's images and appearances. Tearing them away is probably the preserve of hostility...

Thinking to look for someone to parasitise off, you go around Mavensgate. You wonder if you should also try going to Mavenswood and Cranewood.

As for the protests, they seem likely to go on for a while yet, so there's no rush. In any case, this city has protests and big events all the time.

> Go where? Roll 2d100 for search, wherever you go.

>>18979377
I'd rather couch surf through rich neighbourhoods.

>>18979445
Call them to say we found a map yesterday with two addresses marked, one being stanson way, the other being the other.

I don't want to confront the killer, but I don't want to do nothing about it either.

>>18979445
Who cares about the protests?

How hungry are we by the way?

rolled 57, 53 = 110

>>18979445
Look for somewhere posh in the areas, we don't need overly fancy but a really nice bed, preferably only one person living there and a fully stocked pantry.

>>18978879
i like this idea

It'd be funny if we were really just a crazy homeless man, and this was all just a prank or a coincidence.

rolled 37, 36 = 73

Stay close round this area, I think. It seems pretty nice.

rolled 7, 48 = 55

>>18979445
Look up and down the road and go towards the best sight. Do it again at each crossroads.

>>18979479
Don't see why we should do that.
We have mind altering powers. Why the fuck would we want to be a prey for a cougar?

>>18979508
>>18979472
Who doesn't care ? Why the fuck not ?

Social Entity Empowerment Act
So what the fuck is this to anger half of the city

rolled 21 = 21

>>18979445
Use the powers to grow our dick.

>>18979468
>>18979446
>>18979479
>>18979475

You go to a phone booth to make the call. The police perk up a little when they hear you talk about Stanson Way, but then tell you they'll get back to you for more information, thank you, and hang up.

How are they going to get back to a bloody phone booth?

Meanwhile, you go around the place, trying not to think about anything - instead just seeing, feeling, other peoples' minds. There are plenty of interesting tidbits which you zoom in. You know there is an ageing man living on the third floor of 226 High Street.

You also know that along one of the side streets there is a woman, about 35 years old, whose dog has just died; she's taken time off work to mourn.

Then you hear a crash, and some yelling, and you don't need to be a psych to tell that there's just been a nasty break-up or maybe an eviction.

Hmmmm. Meanwhile you stop in front of a cafe. The smell of bread being baked inside is very nice indeed, and there's a cat scampering about. Do you like cats?

> What do?

rolled 44 = 44

>>18979568
Fuck yeah we like cats.

>cafe
How about we try to convince them to treat us?

>>18979568
>The Mourner

Perfect, let's kill time with her.

>>18979568
Of course we like cats, see if we can pick it up and acquire a cat buddy.

Get to the cafe, get some fresh bread and sit down with the Mourner and split it with her.

Of the apartments available the break-up/eviction one is a good bet.

>>18979554

From what you can glean of peoples' thoughts - there's plenty of students here after all, and you just saw some groups trickle back in as if from protests in the city - it seems to be about giving civil rights to corporations.

There are also other bills to privatise all the infrastructure, and things like that.

rolled 26 = 26

>>18979583
No need to use mind powers when we have money.
We already ate too.

Ring at the woman's door. Tell her that we're travelling, and request her hospitality for the supper and the night.

>>18979636
That will surely work out

rolled 13 = 13

>>18979615
I like cats, but I wouldn't want to pick up fleas when we just cleaned up.

That being said, we should try to influence him to do something. Just to see how it works on animals. Like rolling around a little.

>>18979671
It's a time-honored tradition. A bit out of fashion these days in urban areas, but I always wanted to try it.

So you do like cats. Well, that makes sense. They're great on toast with grated parmesan.

(I'm East Asian, yes, how'd you tell?)

So what do with the cafe? You move on a little and wait a few minutes, until you sense the mourning woman is coming out of her place and coming downstairs. Soon you catch sight of her, a woman with a short bob, wearing frayed jeans and a t-shirt.

You throw your senses around, but you don't feel much else of interest. There are students coming back, all psyched up from the protests, though. And also, from what seems to be a nearby primary school, the young, naive anticipation of the end of a school day.

> What do/say? The mourning woman is walking towards you and the cafe.

>>18979691
Get a nice sandwich or something like that, offer her half while telling her that she looks like she's had a rough day.

>>18979719
No way.

Even going for the endearing awkward teenager, that's bad.

rolled 44 = 44

Get her to go into the cafe. Sit her down, and see if she opens up on her own.

Also, look around the cafe. I'm sure there's plenty of interesting people where nice bread is.

>>18979691
Let's just wander further.

rolled 26 = 26

>>18979749

Trying this.

>>18979754

You decide in the end to simply go down the road, passing the woman by. She seems to be completely distracted, and her grief leaves a literal bitter taste in your mouth.

Man, you need to shut out sensations more effectively. As you walk down the High Street, though, you come across two other hobos begging. 'Change, please. Change please.'

Also, you suddenly have a hunch and back up a little, sensing something - someone - in a bookstore. Someone is frustrated about not having a flatmate to share the flat with. You go in and, tracing the thought, see a young woman, probably a Carpenters student, flipping distractedly at a book. Is Carpenters an art school or something, you wonder.

> What do/say?

>>18979719

this one

>>18979818
We don't want a stable place.

Let's go buy an introduction to psychology, and give the change to the hobos.

>>18979818
Search for a woman who just want consequenceless sex.

>>18979839

You go and look at the psychology section. Blimey. The cheapest introductory textbook is 50 bucks.

Just then, you can hear the girl's thoughts about whether she should try to get a studio apartment. She knows somewhere, but the price appears to be too high. She can't pay 160 a week; her budget's 140 at most...

Hmmm. You flip through the psychology book, and don't understand most of it. Anyway, it's all very.... formal and jargonlike stuff.

> What do/say?

>>18979874

Might be best if that goes along with couchsurfing as well, though.

We did give up on the mourning woman...

rolled 56 = 56

>>18979874
Rolling for that.

>>18979879
We can't stay with one person too long or they become drained, right?
Isn't that the reason why we aren't just staying with Kate and Joe.
Speaking of which, it seems that we are just wandering aimlessly. We should agree on something common and do that.
I still want to influence Kate's boss and help her out.

>>18979879
Talk to her, make a guess that she's a Carpenter student.

Given the nature of our effect on people it's probably best if we bounce from place to place, sticking to the nicer ones because we can.

rolled 56 = 56

>>18979874

Rolling for this as well. Look around the bookstore. Is there another cafe nearby?

rolled 9 = 9

>>18979889
Well, there was no good way to get that from her just meeting her on the street. I'm not that smooth after three years of being a teenage hobo, regardless of mind powers.

>>18979879
Rolling for the clerck to cut the price.

>>18979879
Forget textbooks, look for more hippie newage spiritual kinda psych books, maybe in a clearance bin.

Figure at least some of them have been written by people like us.

This should be good practice for some of you, what with your prospects in life and all.

Pay attention kids! This could one day, be your life.

>>18979879
We shouldn't get that textbook. Look for a "for dummies" version somewhere.

>>18979913
>>18979895
>>18979912
>>18979904

> When you think about it, rolling two 56s is a better roll than a single 100, isn't it?

You are pretty sure you wouldn't be allowed into the bank, to influence Kate's boss. You are also pretty sure Kate wouldn't allow you to try without you doing some serious thought-pushing. But you could do that if you so wish; you have the keys, as Lena said.

Meanwhile, you go up to the girl and take the book beside the one she took. The Analysis of Art in the East - wow, that's obscure.

'So... if you're reading this stuff, you're from Carpenters, I'm guessing?'

She looks up at you, slightly startled. 'Um... yeah. Why?'

Meanwhile, your mind can tell there's some people around who are thinking amorous thoughts right now. The most promising one appears to be upstairs, someone drinking tea in the bookshop's bistro.

> What do/say?

Couldn't we just use our powers to cheat in class or something? Or use it to steal someone's textbooks?

>>18979904
I think it's too complex a task for our skills. At best we could lighten his day, at worst we could get her fired.

As for my goals :
Find friends and excitement among protesters.
Find a place to stay tonight.
Find a woman nice enough to rid us of our virginity and teach us a little.
Find out more about the psychs and their groups.

>>18979958
What if the rumors are true and our virginity is the key to our wizard powers?

>>18979970
We don't cast spells, so it should be fine.

>>18979970
I'd laugh.

>The most promising one appears to be upstairs, someone drinking tea in the bookshop's bistro.

Go upstairs and see who it is

>>18979951

Say we're an exchange student, ask about the rent here. Just strike up a conversation.

And no, we aren't wizards. Actually, come think of it, I feel like we're changelings without the fae.

rolled 87 = 87

>>18979951
Why indeed ?
"care to give a couch to sleep in to a total stranger ?"
Rolling.

>>18980012
Hairy neckbeard, callin it now

>>18980024
She doesn't even have a place herself you nonce.

>>18980051
>Someone is frustrated about not having a flatmate to share the flat with.
I guess that means she does have a flat.

> Wait. Actually, it's 1 am now, and I need to wake up tomorrow at 8.

Okay. Sorry, scratch that on the new thread. If everyone is fine, I'll play for a few most posts and then call it a night.

Next session will be on Monday, in the afternoon chantime.

>>18980013
>>18980024

When she says she hasn't got a roommate, it's to rent a prospective flat.

You talk to her about the exorbitant rent around here, and soon the two of you get talking. Her name's Michelle, and she's really frustrated.

'There's that lovely studio flat actually, I've been thinking of getting it, but the landlord is such a bitch about the rent. Won't put it any lower!'

You ask her the question, explaining that you are an exchange student and you haven't got digs yet, and she thinks it over for a while. Meanwhile you attempt to probe and see what she's thinking, and watch with satisfaction as she comes down in favour of it.

'Well. I haven't got a couch, just the floor. But there's an extra duvet, so if you don't mind...? I mean, people come round and do that every now and then, I'm used to it.'

> What do/say?

>>18980138
"that'd help a lot, thanks"

> Man, I should link to the catalog always in the very first post.

Anyway, in case there are no replies (I know this is a bit soon but I'm off to bed), I will note any suggestions with the next session. The thread has been archived; the next session is on Monday.

You guys are awesome, please carry on.

>>18980138
That'd help, I'll see if I can talk to the landlord for you, it's the least I could do.

>>18980138
Can't we influence the landlord to lower the rent?

>>18980180
>>18980190
>>18980199

You may of course influence the landlord, if you so wish. Do you want to suggest it?

Also, what else say/do? You're still keeping mental tabs on the girl upstairs (it's a girl, you can sense males who are horny, and you can identify and disregard them).

>>18980138
Don't suggest it. See if we can do it without telling the girl.

>>18980213
I thought today's session was over?

Anyway, I have no idea. Meet that girl upstairs?

>>18980213
Go after getting the address from the girl, tell her you'll bring food around 8.

Head for some place with protests. Try to hear them from here.
On your way, try and find some rich person who could give us 50 dollars for some pretext we'll think of later.

rolled 15 = 15

>>18980269
Rolling fthat.

It's over, for today, but suggestions still welcome.

Actually, suggestions for the game as a whole also welcome, because this is quite an improv game as it's going.

Is it just me or are the dice generally rather against us? Other than the occasional, absolutely brilliant roll.

I say we should look into the protests, look for other psychs, and try to make friends. Meanwhile, let's do as we desire, go round the place looking for money and sex and learning.

>>18980284
>>18980318
Can you explain again the dice thing ? Do you roll IRL against us ?

>>18980318
To be fair, from what I saw today we had some pretty mediocre rolls.

>>18980358
Yeah, he rolls against us.