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The meadow is peaceful, soft wind swaying the tall grass and lilacs as the sun sets beyond the tree line. Dusk approaches and you can see the cloudy swirling nebula enveloping the starry sky above. You feel safe and warm as a light touch encompasses your hand, glancing to the side you see a young man dressed in plain cotton clothes. His gentle smile begets familiarity, as does his white hair and the golden light shining from his forehead, a translucent hor-

...damnit, * she * is dreaming. Wait. Either * she * is asleep off her cycle or you ar-

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>>30262280

You wake with a start and almost fall off the edge of your bed where you must have curled up. You are on top of your covers, they are covered with wax paper half cups, there is an empty paper box on the floor, and your eyes are puffy and probably red.

You are Mikage Chiba, age 15 Second Year High School student and formerly the third Sailor Moon...and a year and a half ago you killed your best friend's father. You had managed to keep it secret for as long as you could, but after the truth came out and you just spilled the beans to a magical talking moon cat who has been like a second mother to you and your sisters, no, you and your sister. For the first time since then...you feel light? No, a better description would be less weighed down. Weird. Now to wait for the other shoe to drop. Huh, its 12:06 in the afternoon...and waiting is boring.

>You have 10/11 MP
>You have 28/33 Emotional Wall
>You have remembered the spell Scream
>You are full of chocolate.

Great...what the hell do you do know. Dragging yourself back to your feet, you notice that your door is open and Luna is nowhere to be seen. Taking a moment to check your hair, you find that your hair ties have been taken out. Grabbing a brush, you think of your next move. You can hear voices from downstairs.

>Go downstairs, there is music you've probably got to face.
>Close your door and wait for someone to come check on you while finding something (what?) to occupy your time.
>Whatever you do, acquire more chocolate?
>Leave, go be someone else for a few hours. Who? (Dan Dee, Miki, Red Eyes, or someone else) & Where?
>Leave, go be yourself out there for a few hours. Where?
>Write in.
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>>30262287
>>Go downstairs, there is music you've probably got to face.
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>>30262287>Go downstairs, there is music you've probably got to face.
Try to eavesdrop first to get a clue as to whats up.
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>>30262729
>eclipsded
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>>30262287
>>Go downstairs, there is music you've probably got to face.
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>>30262706
>>30262729
>>30262987

Writing

>>30262962
AW **** ME
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What's the volume of twenty pounds of vodka, anyway?
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>>30262280

As you tie off your buns and let the tails fall again just past your shoulders, you take off the sweater of your school uniform and remove the tied bow around your neck. Adjusting your blouse and removing your leg warmers, you make your way first into the hallway and then down the stairs. As soon as you're out of your room you are hit by the smell of chicken curry and your mother's voice in song. It's something sad, somber, and hopeful.

You don't see any sign of Luna as your come through the living room, and as you come through the archway you see your mother flitting from point to point at the counter and stove with a few open packets of mix, cutting board and assorted veggies, her spice rack in the usual disarray that comes to the kitchen when your mother gets creative, and an open styrofoam package of raw chicken half emptied.

Mom's adjustments to the house brand. Comfort food of your childhood and proof your mom can cook.

>Sit at the table, quietly.
>Acquire Chocolates from her hiding place in the pantry, this will alert her to your presence.
>~Hi, mom~
>~Hello, mother~
>Hug her, this will alert her to your presence.
>Get mad (accrue 1 Stress)
>Write in.

>>30263644
6 Liters
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>>30263725
>>~Hello, mother~
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>>30263725
>Sit at the table, quietly.
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>>30263785
>Hello daddy
>Hello Mom
>I'm your chch-chch-chch-chch-CHERRY BOMB
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>>30263725
>Sit at the table, quietly.

She knows we're here already.
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>>30263725
>>~Hi, mom~
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>>30263725
>~Hi, mom~
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>>30263785

vs

>>30263957

vs

>>30263906
>>30263836

Writing
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>>30264077

Literally in the nick of time, tie and combine.
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>>30263725

Your first instinct is to be the indifferent daughter you've been, but the tension falls from your face as a part of you wants to let her in. Your voice dies in your throat and you carefully pull out a chair from the table and gently sit. You watch her move, in time with her song, putting too much cumin into the pot before tasting it and nodding. Just the way you liked it back then.

This is what she does, she makes people feel loved. She finds the way past their armor and mends their hurts; makes them whole again. For more than a year you managed to keep her out with a rebuking shield, too far away to slip past the cracks in your armor and land true upon your heart. That is her greatest power. Not her mastery over the crystal that you couldn't fathom. Not the raw power that she developed within the light of her soul that had warmed and grown over thousands of years between lifetimes. Love.

Hands wringing the hem of your skirt, you look down and away. Was it indifference that let this go on for so long or respect for your independence? Did she believe in you? Is that why she was so hands off while you carried her mantle?

Pulling down a pair of high lipped plates and matching broad ceramic spoons, your mother stops suddenly and turns to face the rice cooker while pointing an accusatory finger at the appliance.

“You're finished!” she shouts at the device just as the light blinks from red to orange, “HaHa! Yes, perfect timing,”

Sometimes you wonder how you can be related to this madwoman.

She twirls on the tip of her toes to grab the rice scoop when she sees you. Her momentum dies as she looks expectantly. Her eyes, though soft and getting a little watery, bore into you like a drill. There is a tightness in your chest. She's comforted you and tried to cheer you up before, but that was before she knew.

~Hi mom~

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>>30264902

(2/2)

She smiles, turning away from you long enough to fill half of both plates with rice, then fill the other with thick dark curry. Lumps of chicken, potato, and assorted softened veg pour over the steamed grain before she faces you gain with both plates, spoons stuck into the warm mess where the spicy savory sauce meets starch. Setting it in front of you before sitting beside you you keep trying to avoid her eyes, but keep glancing anyway. She leans over and wraps your shoulders in a hug before releasing you and slowly turning to her plate...waiting for something.

>write in
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Potential new player here.

Damn this some good writing.
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>>30264918
>eat food
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>>30264918
~so you... heard.~
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>>30264918
"Too much cumin mom.

....It's great."
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What's "Emotional wall"? I don't understand what this stat would represent, if we already have a Stress meter.
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>>30265153
I want to support this action.
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>>30265139
This.
>>30265193
Emotional wall is the barrier that prevents us from taking stress. It's a little like the difference between your creatures' toughness and your life in M:TG. Not exactly, but close enough for a quick explanation.
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>>30265193

Emotional Wall is to your Stress as your Vitality is to your Wounds.

Certain actions or situations will wear or rebuild the wall. When in social combat, most attacks are directed at the wall. When the wall is depleted, damage instead accumulates as stress. If you are hit critically in social combat, the damage bypasses a still standing emotional wall and accumulates directly onto your stress.
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>>30265345
so stress is health, and the wall is armor that can be worn down. gotcha.

Are you using a particular system or is it homebrew?
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>>30265400

Variant d20
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>>30265139
this one
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>>30265153
>>30265211

tie

>>30265139
>>30265338

&

>>30265062

Writing

I guess you can't tell her it has too much cumin unless you have some.
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>>30265586

A clear winner rises because I didn't update. Awesome.
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>>30265420
From what I can tell it's d20 with different resources. Social, Magical, and Health all have variables tied to them.
Health has Wounds (hitpoints) and Vitality (stamina, and blocks wounds while it's up)
Social has Stress (hit points) and Emotional Wall (stamina, and blocks stress while it's up)
Magic has MP, which is a stamina-equivalent.
You might ask, what's Magic's "hit points"? Wounds and Stress. Once you're out of MP, you cast from wounds and stress.
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>>30265743
>casting from hitpoints
The Manliest way of casting
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>>30266491
Can girls even do manly things?
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>>30266559
yes. yes they can.
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>>30266575

Precure white judo flipping a giant muscled monster twelve times her size.gif
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>>30266742
lack_of_gif.txt
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>>30266491
Especially if you cast fist.
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>>30266867

yeah, pretty much.

Argh, this is a tough scene.
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>>30266911
Post when?
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POST NOW

>>30264918
Pushing the warm swamp of nostalgia in front of you in circles on your plate, you regret your earlier chocolate binge. Swirling the two contrasting colors of the meal together, letting it sit a moment so that the rice gets a little bit plumper from the moisture and that the sauce gets a little bit thicker from the absorption you take a small spoonful and savor the taste before setting your spoon down again.

Too much cumin. It's great.

A moment passes in silence. Your mother, for her part, only took a few bites before you set your spoon down. She waits for you. The whole time your eyes were transfixed on upon the meal and the lie of normalcy you'd been trying to live. Two separate halves living in the same space, the line between them would always be blurred...and once they had been mixed they can't truly be made separate again. Was this is it? Finding enlightenment in a plate of curry. You could be the damn Bodhisattva of Metaphorical Curry.

~So...you heard.~

“I did,”

It isn't condescending. It isn't angry. It isn't pity.

It's sympathetic. It's a balm.

Luna was understanding. She was worried and concerned and she listened; she gave you the chance to tell the story...but she needed to hear it.

~I'm sorry~ you whisper into your Curry.

It hangs there, between you for a minute. Your eyes never rising from your plate as you wait for some kind of response, anything. Anticipation becoming heavier, almost overwhelming.

1/?
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Its sudden, the sharp twist in your side. The sensation eliciting a yelp of pain as your posture rights itself. Your eyes and mouth shooting wide. Throwing your gaze, laden with shock and annoyance, wide you see her leaning in close with a slightly vacant but curious look in her eyes while the rest of her face remains open and neutral. It stops your incoming tirade against her space case insanity cold. Her far hand remains on her spoon above her plate. With her free hand she is pinching your side just below the rib through your blouse.

“For doing what?” it's honest. Its earnest.

There it is; that unrelenting faith. Believing in you, believing in the best of you. That is her power. This is where your armor was weak. The path to your heart was right underneath your ribs.

“You saved as many people as you could carry. You did your best. You tried your hardest. You were at your strongest...but sometimes you can't save everyone,” her hand has withdrawn from your side and rests comfortably on your shoulder before her expression shifts remembering past sadness, “Believe me...I know,”

She withdraws her hand and leans back in the chair, dropping her spoon into her plate and crossing both arms behind her head as she stares into the ceiling.

“It's toughest when you're alone, you know,” she reminisces, “If I didn't have everyone when I lost...when the thing with Galaxia had happened, I don't know how I would have held together. Mikage, you did good. You did your best, and I think you've been trying to outrun something that wasn't your fault,”

She stops here, tensing up before looking at you.

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“Will you stop running? Will you finally come home? I'm not going to force you to use your power again if you don't want too...” she looks away, “If that is what you're afraid of. Just, please come back to us. And, maybe it's selfish, but I don't want to lose another daughter,”

>Accept – What do you say, what tone?
>Decline – Is it reluctant? Angry?
>Stay quiet
>Write in.

&

>Eat your delicious curry.
>Let your delicious curry go cold.
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>>30267517
>Accept
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>>30267517
~It... it feels like I'm already so far away, and that heading back will be even harder than leaving was.

I guess... I guess I can try to start walking though.~
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>>30267695
What I'm doing a horrible job of trying to say is, accept, but make sure she gets that one afternoon isn't going to fix a year and a half of despair.

Like intellectually knowing it wasn't your fault is different than emotionally accepting it.

It's not the kind of thing you can fix by waving a magic wand (not that our mom would ever think something like that)
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>>30267517
>Accept Tone: Despairing I...I can't. Not again. Never again. But...I like being home....

>Eat the damn curry
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>>30267686

vs

>>30267756

vs

>>30267764

Assuming votes without mention of curry are for eating the delicious curry...because why wouldn't you?

Seems we're excepting the invitation of 1 Usagi Tsukino? Lets rock and roll.

Writing.
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>>30267886
>excepting
Accepting.

this is not hard, people
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>>30267517
>>Accept – What do you say, what tone?
>Eat your delicious curry.
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>>30267886
Voting for this: >>30267764
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>>30267517
>And, maybe it's selfish, but I don't want to lose another daughter,”
Wait, what? Did I miss something? I'm pretty sure alternate timeline 'Chibi-Usa' is still around.
>It turns out that Chibi-Usa is actiually the alternate timeline double of our older miscarried sibling. The deception was in place in order to conceal the fact from Chibi that she'd inadvertently managed to cause her own self's death by coming back in time.
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>>30267756
>It's not the kind of thing you can fix by waving a magic wand
Weeeeeeeell, not the kind of thing you'd want to fix by waving a magic wand. I'm sure that some kind of magic wand exists in sailor moon canon that can mind-control people into being happy.
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>>30268162
...Come the fuck on dude, that's contradicted in the opneing fucking post, when it seems like us and Chibi-Usa have the same dreamscape and had to work out different sleep schedules.

Actually maybe that's what she means?

Chibi-Usa is studying abroad.
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>>30267886
Accept.
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OP died of alcohol poisoning.
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>>30267517
It's eager; the gnawing hunger for warmth and hope you didn't think you deserved, but that doubt still floats in the periphery of your senses. Screaming from the void, it reminds you that you don't deserve even this chance, that you don't deserve this love. You push past it, as far as you can push until the screams are the faintest echoes of a whisper.

~I want to...but I can't just act like nothing happened~

“I don't expect you to,”

You resume tucking into your plate, your mother does the same, though far faster and with much less decorum. You at least need to cross dress to leave your manners at the door, but your mother? You thank the fates that your different enough from * her *. She's just as bad as the one in front of you. Part way through your dredging of the starch depths, a stray thought hits you.

~I don't think Koyomi should be alone like I was~

“Yeah, I guess she shouldn't be,”

And there she is, back to wonderful nonchalance.

~I'm not ready to go back to being a Senshi~

“Didn't expect you too be,” she licks her spoon clean before settling it with a click on her empty plate.

~You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?~

“Doing what?” she tilts her head at you while going all doughy eyed and innocent, but you can see the snicker of impish mischief behind the act. DAMN IT, it's supposed to be the kids who pull that kinda shit on the adults.

~You aren't making this easy for me~

“Nothing worthwhile ever is,” your mother straightens her posture, crosses her arms, and nods sagely.

~I'm going to hit you~

“Scarier than you have tried.” she laughs in a fake haughty tone, covering her mouth with the back of her hand like some cartoon over the top villain.

~Oh, I can be scary~ you mimic her laughter with her, and the joke gives way to the real thing between the two of you. At the end you're crying a little.

“Go relax, I'll clean up”

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>>30268336
Rising, and giving your mother a parting hug, you trudge upstairs to try and make sense of what feels like the second longest day in your life, when you feel some kind of tugging on your senses from the study. It only ever get's used when your mother is consulting with an old college or if your dad is doing research for a client.

>Investigate Study
>Continue on to your room, you need to decompress
>Write in
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>>30268374
>Continue on to your room, you need to decompress
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>>30268374

*give your mother a parting hug

*old colleague

>>30268162
>>30268215
Chibi Chibi, actually
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>>30268374
>>Investigate Study
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>>30268374
>Continue on to your room, you need to decompress
I don't know if we're up for dad as well.

Might be better if he talks with mom and Luna first.
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>>30268215
The 'miscarriage' thing was pretty clearly not serious.
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>>30268448

but anon, your father isn't supposed to be home for another week. He has dealings concerning international shipping tariffs across the south china sea.
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>>30268542
wait, what miscarriage thing, I'm writing this quest and I think I've missed something...

please spoiler text your response.
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>>30268374
>Investigate Study.
Back early for the diplomatic meeting?
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>>30268374
Need to decompress.
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>>30268597
Just an offhand comment in what was clearly a jokey (unfunny) 'shadowrun comment here:'>>30268162
You didn't miss anything. Unless the shadowrun was actually accurate and we've spoiled your massive plot twist.

...Nah.
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>>30268597
Time travel being retarded as usual.
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>>30268673
No...I was referencing something specific. You have not tripped into any major shadowruns just yet. Though excellent predictions have been made, like those of you who picked up on the dream catcher last thread.
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>>30268403
>>30268448
>>30268601

>>30268598
>>30268417

Writing.
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>>30268374
Nope.

You aren't having anything else abnormal tug on your senses today. Today has been draining, terrifying, freeing, and...and it's been eye opening. You cast one last glance to the study door before you shake your head and drive off the pull. Whatever. Nope. Done.

Decompression, relaxation, and maybe a few back extensions and lunges in an hour. Seriously, you just had an Usagi Chiba sized portion of Curry and Rice on top of a chocolate binge after four smoothies.

At the time, you were pretty sure those smoothies were going to hold you until dinner. Now it's barely after 1 and you aren't sure you'll ever want to see food again.

With the closing of your door and the click of the lock; you are back. Your sanctuary. Your center. Your room. Odd. It feels smaller, somehow. Right. What to do for the next little while?

>Read, what do you read?
>Computer, Turn on a game, browse the internet for something?
>Think about what Rin said before, what you heard Naru Osaka say to mom, and about Koyomi's activities for the past two months since she started moon lighting.
>Nap? Even though someone over in Merry Old England is probably still asleep.
>Do some light exercises now, to warm up for later. I'm its a good idea.
>Write in
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>>30269373
Does Mikage have any friends she can chat to on the internet?

If not, exercise is always a pretty solid idea.
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>>30269373
>>Think about what Rin said before, what you heard Naru Osaka say to mom, and about Koyomi's activities for the past two months since she started moon lighting.
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>>30269373
>>Think about what Rin said before, what you heard Naru Osaka say to mom, and about Koyomi's activities for the past two months since she started moon lighting.
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>>30269373
Not nap. Anything but nap.
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>>30269373
>Computer, Turn on a game, browse the internet for something?
Read a book?
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>>30269373
[x] Video Games

Maybe one about someone with super powers who can handle their job properly
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>>30269425
>>30269463

vs

>>30269399

vs

>>30270079

vs

>>30270398

with >>30269571
effectively giving everything a +1

So looks like thinking about things.

Writing
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Shit, totally missed part 4 going up!
Too bust fending off invading warriors with a safari rifle.
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>>30269373
You boot up your desktop, letting it run through an automated installation process while you kick back into bed sideways and sit up against the wall. Today was...busy, and frankly kind soul crushingly dense. Your thoughts drift, idly, to what mom will do about the press conference that Osaka-san was talking about earlier. Why would the Japanese Government want an audience with a mom or your sister now?

-it's starting again, isn't it?- -* we * are the five- -whats to come- -laying waste- -we win the war, but at the cost of something precious- -request for aid- -make all of you better- -five in black- -monster from the fire- -briefed on the flight from Hong Kong-

...shit...you're starting to like the sound of all this less and less. And what the hell has Koyomi been up to? You know she hasn't had any slap dash crazy monsters to fight, just a few public clashes with some kind of swordsman thief who dresses as though someone dragged a ninja across medieval Europe. Jerk runs circles around her after she kicks his ass...so he isn't a dumb Youma or monster, and he keeps breaking into the oddest places.

Natural History museum, leaving expensive uncut diamond displays empty for bulk grabs of the please touch display mineral samples. A few new age crystal and incense shops. And random break ins at High School and Middle School Geology Club rooms across the city.

That and she's been dishing out low impact vigilante justice as the opportunity presents itself, of course. You don't think she's been fielding anything more dangerous than a wimp who runs off after going a few rounds with your little sis. Though this guy seems like he should be investigated if Koyomi has hit a wall.

1/3
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>>30271339
2/3

So, logically she's going to turn to Rin and her visions for help...and that's going to lead to her directly taking up the legacy when the hole thing blows up in their face, right? Is there a connection with the fail thief and the monster Rin told her dad about? ...should she talk to someone about this? Mom maybe?

No, talking to mom about this is probably the worst idea. From the way Luna tells the stories, mom and the rest of the scouts usually just bumbled into the bad guys plot repeatedly, or got drawn into obvious traps when they were in the middle of prolonged periods of guerrilla war with life drinking enemies; that is until they started to take the threat seriously; which they seem not to do until well into the threat.

It just doesn't make any sense...how could people not realize 'Sailor Moon Look Alike Contest' was a trap. No, she's gotta play this smart.

Your musing is cut short by your phone chiming. Huh, someone brought your shoulder bag up from the hall closet. Reaching in, you withdraw the phone and find an automated text message from Lurk. In the past few years, the sudden renaissance of social media had taken off, Lurk was a site you enjoyed for posting pictures and short messages pseudo anonymously. You mostly used it to set up your Disguise Pen identities.
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>>30271357
3/3

Miki was popular in some local Ganguro fashion circles.
Red Eye was thought to be a joke account about the Urban Myth you'd created around your scary one woman Yankee gang. Heh, you were still proud of how that turned out. A distinctive appearance of one of the ward's Junior High Uniforms with a student who didn't exist and it freaked a few people out. The account turned super popular and you used it as a way to collect info from and talk to other students all across the ward...it was just easier than talking to people in person.
That Dandy guy you were earlier is definitely going to get an account set up later...but for now, your message.

Looks like it was uploaded an hour ago, feh, glitchy systems and the time lapse are always good for a laugh now and then.

-Princess_Cram says: Some weird guys came to our school today asking about @RedEyedBeast sightings. They're difficult to read, I keep seeing them following me around campus.-

You know this handle. Nice girl. Never met her out in the world as far as you know. She always goes on about 'Reading People' and reading minds and complaining about how she can't read her parents at all. She is fun to waste time with online, claims the interaction is more pure because she isn't right next to people to hear ambient thoughts.

You may have been a Magical Girl empowered by an ancient moon civilization and have proof that parallel time lines are a possibility, but Psychic powers. Now that's just hoky.

>See if she's posted anything since and shoot the shit with her online.
>Close phone, do something else.
>Is my computer done booting?
>Something else.
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>>30271377
...Huh. Ryo's kid?

>See if she's posted anything since.
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>>30271377
>>See if she's posted anything since and shoot the shit with her online.
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>>30271377
>>See if she's posted anything since and shoot the shit with her online.
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>>30271429
>>30271509
>>30271666

Writing
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Now this is a welcome distraction. Loading your Lurk App, you pull up @Princess_Cram 's userpage and begin reading her flurry of activity in the past hour. It starts with posts of paranoid notation about the guys at her school. Telling the staff and teachers that they're with the Executive Board, and the teachers replying in slow voices and glossy eyed stares and letting them have the run of the place. Shining flashlights in some of the students eyes and measuring reactions and doing some kind of statistical prediction game with a few select kids and a deck of playing cards. She's hiding? She's on the move? She can't get off of campus, they're watching the gates.

Okay. Getting weird. Kinda complex as far as cries for help go. Look at me, I have issues, issues that I want everyone to know about because they're so special and unique. Everyone on her followers list are laughing it up; good one. Great prank. Love the creepy pasta. 0/10.

Yeah, no one with real paranormal problems acts like that, you know this for a 100% certifiable fact.

...still, even if she isn't being hunted across her school grounds for her super special snowflake powers (look at me © ) then this still could be a different cry for help. Bullying. Death in the family. Sexual Harrassment.

You sigh as you begin typing a direct message.

@Princess_Cram is everything okay with you? This is pretty showy, even for you?
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>>30272167
2/2
The response is instantaneous. Its a picture.

@RedEyedBeast * photo *

No. Fucking. Way. The time stamp data is from a few seconds ago, its from the roof of a familiar building. Two students in dark blue school uniforms with bags over their heads are being lead into a white van at casual cattle prod point by two ugly guys in cheap suits.

@RedEyedBeast help me.

@Princess_Cram why not post these?

@RedEyedBeast then they'll know where I'm taking them from...they'll come for me. They have powers. Can make people do things, block my telepathy, read others thoughts. Unsure what else.

@RedEyedBeast One of them was showing off a card trick earlier. Made a burn hole appear on an ace sandwiched flat between two other cards without burning them.

@RedEyedBeast overheard them talking about a survivability rate not looking good with so few potentials at the school.

@RedEyedBeast they keep looking for me.

@RedEyedBeast I'm scared.

You like this girl. She's fun to talk to and has been a in the past few months, well, she's been a consistent online friend. No one messes with something you only have a few of. Namely friends.

@Princess_Cram Name and picture. Need to know who I'm coming to save.

You slide the medical mask onto your face. You know the school from the uniform. Juuban West District Junior Highschool. The school you borrowed the outfit for your Yankee persona from. The disguise pen is in your hand.

Eclipsed Moon Episode 04, END

Interlude?

>A Bluetiful Mind
>Just an Average Gai
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>>30272180
*been a friend in the past few months,
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>>30272180
I just want you to know that it was my 21st birthday today, and you made it a happy one, okay?
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>>30272180
>A Bluetiful Mind
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>>30272180
>A Bluetiful Mind
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>>30272222

I hope you had less Liquor than 6 Liters of Vodka...for your health.
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>>30272251
I actually haven't had any. Everybody I know is out of town for the weekend (Valentines day sucks.), and I didn't want to drink alone, if only for my reputation.
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>>30272262
Than you had less liquor than 6 Liters of Vodka! You win the prize! The prize is still having a liver! REJOICE
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>>30272180
>>Just an Average Gai

Also, vaguely relevant link:
http://lunarkitten.tumblr.com/post/10966835944/i-always-love-seeing-my-favorite-childhood-things
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>>30272262
You cant drink alone, you've got your buddy weiser to drink with. Hell I can call johny walker black and his partner red if need be.
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>>30272180

A Bluetiful Mind

Your hand is shaking as you take the selfie and attach it with no filter to the outbound message. If you collected phone charms...they would be rattling all over the place right now. Deep breaths. Keep calm. Pressing send, you pray whoever is on the other end of your phone, a perfect stranger as far as the real world is concerned, can come and save your life. For whatever your reason, you trust it. You trust her. You don't know how you know for sure that @RedEyedBeast is a woman...but you do.

And you know that she will come. You know that she'll be able to do something.

<have you found her yet?>

<no, not under the bleachers>

<not in the library>

<you think she's figured out how to mask herself?>

The buzz of radio telepathic chatter fills your mind and you try to empty yourself of conscious thought. You dad taught you about it as a technique against unwanted intrusions into your mind. Oh no, what if they went to the house? They would try to nab him for sure.

You shake again, but this time the fear is fleeting. Help is on the way...and all you need to do is stall for time. Pulling the fire alarm should throw their ability to operate into question and get police and fire here long enough to wonder about the van, especially if you tell them about the illegally detained minors. You need to be calm. You need to be tactical and methodical...and just maybe...

maybe you need to experiment.

You wonder for a second just how much of your power you don't know about.

Closing your fist, you draw it close to your chest.

Do your best, Aiha Mizuno
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Okay, react as you see fit, see everyone next time.
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I'll answer questions in the morning. Keep updating the archives gents.
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>>30272392
Hah! Yep, Ryo's kid....and Ami's. Which means Ami and him managed to get back together again after time reset itself!
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>>30272392
huh. I had figured she would be part of Koyomi's crew. Who exactly is in the quartet anyway?
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>>30272413
Awesome!
Thanks for running!

(Next time I'll remember to check for threads before taking the nyquil so that I'm actually awake)

>>30272180
>>30272392
Rescue mission is go.
..We're going to need to figure out what resources we have to work with.

We remember a spell called Scream, have our Disguise Pen, and stealth skills.
Hm.
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>>30273552
Too bad we don't have anything to go with our House of the Dead skills.

Tranq darts would be pretty awesome.
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>>30273552
See the character sheet linked in the first post. It contains your initial inventory and your spells, feats, and perks.
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>>30275014
I remember the thread that started that image. I really wish there was an anime where the MC spends their time avoiding cliche anime plothooks, to try and live a mundane life
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Yeah, all it really took was Ami taking a leap of faith and seeking him out later while thinking about the year that didn't happen...And look at that, he cribbed her perspective if their relationship an remembered his own part in things...

But poor Ryo, sure he got into a relationship with a woman who could love and accept him, and became one of the owners of one of the balanced Cram School programs in japan, and has an awesome daughter, but he also has to deal with knowing he is Ami's silver medal...and silver isn't anywhere near as conductive as Ami's gold...I am a horrible person...that was a terrible way to day say that. Abandon the water because there be a couple sunken German submersibles, and the wreckage is dangerous and likely explosive.
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So, it's morning...another interlude if I can write write it before things fall off board?

Choose, choose the form of the destructor! Er...I mean interlude.


>Back in the saddle.
>What dreams may come.
>An average Gai.
>Auspicious sign of the thunder twins.
>Ceste la vie
>A conflict of interests.
>Lady in Red
>The Eclipsed Court
>A Japanese Mau in London

Also, I discovered that this giant ass thing is for display purposes only and not full of actual vodka.

Saaaaaaaaad, even though I don't actually like vodka.
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>>30275188
>>Auspicious sign of the thunder twins.

Might as well get one of the other senshi out of the way.
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>>30275318

Writing.

Congratulations, you picked one filled with HAPPENINGS
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>>30276475
Better be soon. I know where you live, literally. :P
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>>30276475
1/? Auspicious Sign of the Thunder Twins.

Lunch time. A respectable break in the day from the academic rigors of a proper middle school student. You wistfully cast your eyes out the window and into the athletic field as the sunlight shines upon the glorious monument finished at the end of last year to commemorate the repairs to Juuban Central Junior High. Lined up, standing with their hands on their hips and looking toward the building as stalwart guardians are symbols of your ward and this schools claim to pride. Three young women, whom each protected this building from monster attack over long years; the first, second, and third protector of love and justice.

Each statue has no face. For whatever reason, no one has ever been able to recall the details of the faces of any of the Sailor Moons or their allies. Usually, statues of those women usually feature expertly crafted and beautiful faces, artistic embellishments that follow no set convention for any of their number. The sculptor for this set took inspiration from security video footage, in which their faces appear either blurred or are washed out in light, leaving the relief as smooth and flat.

You saw the third in action, you and your sister and your entire class back when you were first years. She saved your life, she saved everyone's life from that devious monster; built upon the husk of the senior you harbored a reverent crush on no less.

Sailor Moon had prevailed. Your sempai was safe and human again, and just like that the savior disappeared. No monsters. No word. No hero in white and pink to save the day anymore.
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2/?

Rumors of course, were rampant...but you didn't let them get you down. Sailor Moon is Japan's eternal savior, each of them doing great things and protecting those who cannot protect themselves. Even your mom reveres the Senshi's legacy; naming the family business in honor of the thunderer, Sailor Jupiter. Taking a moment to to press the crescent moon necklace you picked up after that day, you reflect for a moment upon the newest Sailor Moon.

That another has risen so quickly after the disappearance of the third does not bode well. You suppose that even heroes can fall...and that there must be no greater sadness than for one to fade away, their fate unknown.

No. Even if the New Moon rises, you refuse to believe the last has fallen. You believe in heroes.

“Nii-chan, lunch delivery!” your head snaps up and you see your sister standing in front of you, extra large bento box in hand.

“Thank you, Nee-chan,” you smile and drop the necklace. No, lunch isn't for over nostalgic musings. Lunch is for lunch, and the lunch your sister makes is second only to your mother's cooking. Cooking that even draws an actress famous and award winning in two film industries and her peers to the Jupiter Cafe when they're in Juuban.

Leaning out from behind your sister is her best friend, the blondest and most air headed girl you have ever had the displeasure of knowing...at least she is cute and kinder than anyone has any right to be, so she is a good friend to your sister.

“What's got you so down? Koito-chan!” Koyomi inquires, wringing her long pigtails in worry.

Sigh, she is too damn nice. And it isn't like you LIKE her or anything. She's always been the tiny ditz, until last year when she shot up like a weed and is now just taller than you and your sister. Now she's the too tall giant ditz who is twice as klutzy because she grew too fast. It isn't cute or anything, at all.
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>>30277369
3/?

“Just thinking about Sailor Moon,” you sigh before looking again toward the monument, “I've been thinking about her a lot since the new one showed up,”

She goes suddenly still, and looks out the window as well. Her grip on her long pigtails go slack, expression falling perhaps farther than your own had been.

“I do too,”

“Okay Nii-chan, Koy-chan, no more gloomies!” your sister exclaims setting the bento on your desk with a thud and a smile.

She has always stood out. Being warm, boisterous, and always carrying herself larger than life. Even now, not being the tallest girl in school anymore she still found another way to stand out. She got early acceptance into Central Juuban High School, and has been wearing her uniform for next year around all the time. It's a simple and progressive uniform, they let the students choose personal color palettes. It was a brilliant scheme and pushed up the uniform sales dramatically. You've seen Chiba-san's older sister around in a pink pallet of the sweater vested uniform, the deeper skirt matching her ridiculous hair. No, it isn't ridiculous, it's lucky. Chiba-san's big sister gets to have hair the same color as your hero. Nee-chan of course choose a green vest and skirt combination, they're her and mom's favorite colors of course.

“Koy-chan and I are going to have lunch up on the roof. Feel free to join us when you're done feeling sad!” she shoots you conspiratorial side glance. Damn it, is she still trying to get you and Chiba-san together? No, you are having none of this!

“Hold on,” you say, digging into your bag. You present your sister with the spare thermos. You're always experimenting and looking for feedback of your work...don't want to rely solely on your own tongue, do you?, “Here, I tried something new this morning and wanted a second,” your eyes dart to Chiba-san and back to your sister quickly, “and maybe third opinion,”
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>>30277404
4/?

The change in Chiba-san is instantaneous. That woman, always thinking with her stomach.

“Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh,” her eyes light up as she draws her hands close to her face in excitement. Seriously if this were some silly slice of life anime, you would probably go blind from the sparkles, “Koito-chan's coffee is the best! AMAZING!”

You aren't blushing. You aren't blushing one bit. Your sister has that sly smile on her face, she thinks she's won this round? You'll get her back for this...maybe. They leave, the blonde beanpole with great fanfare, holding the thermos high like a trophy and taking exaggerated steps as the two exit the room.

You settle in and enjoy your lunch. This has been a thankfully normal and uneventful day. Some minutes later, a large figure enters your classroom. The first thing you notice is his light brown hair with...neon purple accents? Great, someone who can't keep their self actualization to Harajuku on the weekend. He is wearing a tan sweater vest, almost day glow pink tie, and darker khaki slacks. By stature and uniform, you assume him to be a student from Juuban Central High from across the way.

Everyone else is gathered at the front of the class room and hasn't really paid him any mind. Uh oh, he's noticed you noticing him...aaaaand he's coming over.

“Hello, my name is Gai Ginga. I've been sent over with take home assignments and notes to give to Koyomi Chiba, her older sister was not in class today and they were hoping she could deliver them as the class rep has a track meet after school,” hmm, okay he's polite enough.

“Hello, my name is Koito Kino,” you return his niceties as you set down your chop sticks, “And right now, Chiba-san is taking lunch on the roof,”

“Oh, really! Thank you. Oh...” he seems suddenly lost, “I don't suppose you could show me the way. This is actually my first time in the building,”
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>>30277450
5/5

You will oblige this polite fellow, even if he has the feather teased and color frosted hair of a wannabee pop idol.

“Oh, you never went here?”

“No” he smiles slightly embarrassed, “I actually transferred into the district at the end of last year,”

“Ah,” you pack up your Bento and rise. Look like you'll be finishing lunch with your sister and the ditz after all. Well, time to continue polite conversation with the gentleman, “Were did you transfer in from?”

He raises a hand, deflecting the question politely and subtly as the two of you exit the classroom.

“Oh, a small hamlet very far from the city, I doubt you would have ever even heard of it,”

Curious, he's suggesting a potential tie to the Burakumin. He's being evasive about his past, bringing up something that whether true or not would usually halt an conversation along the lines of his history. A mysterious older transfer student with an unknown past...no, you are stopping this line of thought right now. You watch way too much Anime, not that you'd admit to liking it or anything. As the two of you walk, you take notice of the instrument case tied to the bottom of his school bag.

“Ginga-san, I see you are a musician. What do you play,”

“Oh,” he smiles, “I play the flute. A family tradition,”

“Really? Did you know that the senior Chiba-san used to play?”

“Used to?”

“Yes, there was an incident at her class's graduation. Her sister says she stopped playing after that,”

“That is unfortunate. She always seems so down, and very much keeps to herself in class. Perhaps she could use music back in her life?” okay, Ginga-san is too polite to be human. Something is going on here, “Perhaps you and she can tell me more about it when we arrive. In exchange I would be willing to play a bit for everyone,”

“I think that sounds fair,” you nod. Yup. Definitely strange.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7tGlB8HyxBk
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>>30277484
Nice. I like how tsundere Koy is

Also, this should be interesting. Is this the same school as Ami's kid?
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>>30278177

Ami goes to West Juuban Junior Highschool
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>>30278288
Ami's kid goes to West Juuban Junior High School, I mean.
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>>30278305
I see. So are the other sailor scouts active at this time? Or only Sailor Moon? Also, like the explanation for why they aren't recognized. Though I have to wonder if Koy saw his sister would he recognize her. He is the daughter of a sailor scout himself and twins are special.

So, apartment-warming party with that vodka?
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>>30278334

Probably negatory on the Vodka.

At this time, only Koyomi is active as Sailor Moon.

As of lunch time on this otherwise normal Juuban day, none of her peer group have activated yet.

Koito (KOI) might be able to see through the field, maybe, but we'll see. That'll be a dice roll issue when it comes up.

Also, as of now, only Koyomi and Rin actually know the truth. Makoto, Ami, and Minato opted to keep their kids out of things; and chided Usagi for making Mikage go out, and to let Koyomi do the same after Mikage's break down.

Rei had Usagi's back, and the argument was settled by Chibi Usa who pointed our how young she was when she first Fuku'd up; having faith her 'Little Sister'
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>>30278518
I see. So Chibi-Usa is still around because her existence caused her time-line to no longer exist?
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>>30278578
The time displaced Silver Crystal trumps the Marty McFly rules of time travel for Usa and Dianna.

Or we have DBZ Time Travel Rules.

Or Marvel.

Take your pick, they're here, they're temporally queer, get used to it.
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>>30273552
Second bout with nyquil down.
I hate congestion.

But it looks like I've awakened to more quest?
Excellent.
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>>30279173
Nay, just interlude and Q&A stuff.

I've run for four days in a row. I'm taking a break. Though I may have another interlude from the above still in me if this thread sticks around long enough and you guys have shadowruns that amuse me.

I've laid the groundwork for them...pretty please...have paranoid shadowruns?
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>>30275057
We tried that in Double Cross, turned into a (comparatively) mild insanity.
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Well, given my likely time and availability It will be a bit before the next thread. Will post on twitter. In the meantime, I would like to know which of the interludes you guys would like that thread to start off with.

Take some time, discuss it among yourselves, and ask some questions, I will answer when I can.

Interlude Options

>Back in the saddle.
>What dreams may come.
>An average Gai.
>Ceste la vie
>A conflict of interests.
>Lady in Red
>The Eclipsed Court
>A Japanese Mau in London
>I'm too young to be this old
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>>30279910
>>Lady in Red

Guessing either Rei or her daughter.

Also, have to admit that it is really weird that all the scouts got married and had daughters with-in the same year as each other. Also in this day and age marrying at 21 is kind of weird even for Japan.
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>>30275014
I'll lame the medication for missing that.
Handy.
>Relationships between Earth & Moon opens New Element/Focus: Shadows
Nice.

>>30277484
>>30277450
Very far from the city indeed.
Interesting.
Aw, I already was gonna shadowrun on that, but that spoiler practically confirms it. Cool tie-in from Sailor adventurers past.

>>30279910
>An average Gai.
I'd like to hear more on our new friend.
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>>30280008
Most of the scouts seem to have been married around 18.
I would wager that fighting life and death battles as forces of Love and justice tends to make people more serious about relationships.
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>>30280008

Aiha is a first year Junior High School student

Koyomi & Kanari are third year Junior High School students

Rin doesn't enter Junior High until next year.

and Venus is younger than Rin.

So they aren't all born on the same year.
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>>30280341
So Mikage is more the odd one out, in age at least.
Gotcha.
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Hm, Wonder what it would take to get a motorcycle. Car would be too much, but having an extra form of transportation would be handy.

If I understand rough googling correctly, we could get a Moped licence or Ordinary Motorcycle permit. Neither of which is really fast, so we'd still need the arcade ride or to use Haruka's tricks to get to ride a real bike.
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>>30280924
Why not a vespa?
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>>30281087
>>30280924
Yes. A vespa. Do it.
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>>30281142
We were already talking about being the tuxedo-mask expy for our little sister. Love the idea of riding in on a vespa.
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>>30281142
Not exactly the fastest way around, falls under the under 50cc Moped license.
No wall driving or sweet jumps. But we aren't really going to see those unless we manage the foreign license hack like Haruka.. hm.. our dad does work for the UN..
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>>30281266
Rule of Cool my friend. Vespas are stylish and foreign, in Japan as well as the US. I'd rather ride in on a vespa than a motorcycle.

You know, with what Artemis was saying earlier about Koito possibly being able to recognize his sister, and figuring everything out, when she becomes a sailor scout maybe it would be good to give the scouts some back-up beyond Mikase.
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>>30281266

yeah, you won't be able to do cool things with a Vespa, it isn't like you have access to magic or...wait a second

Guess the first step is getting some wheels?
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>>30281315
A nice bike is pretty sweet, I gotta say.

If we could transform a vespa into a ninja bike when stealth-assisting the others, that would be relatively awesome.
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>>30281402
>>30281409
magicmind?
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>>30280509

Yes, Mikage as a 2nd year Highschool student is the oldest of the Scout Kids. Usa had her Quartet Senshi and spent most of her time fighting alongside the original team as well.

Mikage ran by herself, often partnering with Dr. Hotaru Tomoe as Sailor Saturn.
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>>30279910

Tie between Lady in Red & An Average Gai persists at 1 to 1.

Since things are more active now, will we get more votes between them or for one of the other interludes?
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>>30281596
Red.
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>>30281596
Interested in Gai still, but Red seems faster on the draw.
If no tie breaker appears, I will yield.
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>>30281880
The Lady in Red.
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Right then, next thread will open with the interlude: Lady in Red

There will be dirty magazines.
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>>30283483
Who's the hentai?
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>>30283982
Someone's a hentai?
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>>30284768
Someone has dirty magazines.
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>>30284768
Is it you Artemis?
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>>30284854
I knew it!
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>>30284854
Say it isn't so, Artemis. Say it isn't so.
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>>30284796
Plenty of people.

Though ownership of the magazines in question is arguable.

Though do you honestly want a lost of people who have magazines containing sexual content in this Quest?
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>>30272392
New long-term goal

Train her to be a psychic powerhouse.
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>>30284899
I don't actually own any dirty magazines.

I save my physical media for music, comics, books, film, tv box sets, videogames, gaming magazines, and rpg books.

Also, that's insulting, I'm a happily married man.

I have internet access, anyway
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>>30285153
She will have the opportunity to grow in that direction.
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I'm really curious how we're going to fight these masked guys. Do we even have a weapon? Or martial arts training?
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>>30286264
I'm hoping for a sword, but something tells me that stabbing this problem isn't going to make it better.

Maybe I just want that so we can stealth when we want and RULES OF NATURE whenever want as well.
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>>30286264
We have a knife and some pens.
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>>30286264

Well, you could always check the character sheet.

http://pastebin.com/Vq2twQDN


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