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>Introduction & Summary:

You are Katja Hartkern, a former Disciple of the Kyokugenryuu style of "Full-Contact" Karate and right now, you're sitting under a gorgeous Sakura Tree reflecting on how much craziness you've gone through as the day starts to slowly fade... You started the day by butting heads with Hatsune Horikawa waking you up and making you breakfast, sounding and acting a bit like a younger, feminine Takuma Sakazaki and offering condolences to her daughter, Tsuyako for having to deal with this woman on a daily basis.

You briefly considered kicking her out of your appartment simply on the basis that she was annoying the hell out of you in the morning, but decided against it after Hatsune explained that the two of you partied at The Pao Pao Cafe the night before and that Shermie had asked her to keep an eye on you in case you had missed your wake-up call.

Begrudgingly accepting that, the two of you had ridden down to Sound Beach to attend and the launch of Shermie's new swimwear catalogue (The one you had posed for around 2 weeks ago) and sign copies of it for fans, most of them actually not too creepy considering your own warped view of your body and sexuality (Practically non-existent in your mind)... However, Chris (AKA "Justin Beiber" AKA "Orochi Christ Superstar") had infiltrated the signing and attempted to take your life, trying to shoot you (which had been deflected by Tsuyako Horikawa's Dropkick and Fiona Grave's tackle) but also hiring some extra "Mucsle" in form of notorious crime boss Ryuji Yamazaki.

Thankfully, you had gotten the fight to spill outside of the shop, the traffic jam caused by the signing itself providing a pretty stable place to fight... However, despite the fact that you had battled back after a rough start, Yamazaki had basically trounced you and probably would've killed you if it weren't for Hatsune stepping in to finish the fight in your stead...
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>>30755859

Thanking her, feeling rather famished and wanting to get away from the rather pushy attempts of Jean-Claude Gabriel trying to hit you up for a date earlier than you had expected, you invited Hatsune, Tsuyako, Fiona & Mai Shiranui (Who had been present the whole time) to join you for some lunch at "La Illusion" (Using the excuse to meet up with your teammate King in advance of "The King of Fighter's: Infinite Match")... However, the loss to Yamazaki and the lack of power behind your new "Desperation Move" (The "Fuujin to Raijin no Tenshouken") weighed heavily on your mind and while the others tried to offer you advice and cheers of encouragement, you weren't having any of it today and launched into a "Froth-Job" of damn-near EPIC proportions...

After ranting and raving about how you had felt that no one in the room could understand the amount of madness you've had to endure (Multiple Assasination Attemps, Hospital Visits, getting exiled from your Dojo and run out of your home TWICE, etc. etc.), Hatsune stepped up and offered up how she had to endure nearly the same amount of struggle and strife, though ceding that she had the edge in your so-called "Trauma-Off"...

Fiona had also chipped in a little of her own sordid past of working for what sounded like the worst wrestling promotion EVER, though things went from bad to worse when Andy Bogard & Joe Higashi arrived; The Horikawas (Mother & Daughter) practically challenged him to a fight right then and there, their hostility stemming from an earleir incident where Joe had refused to fight Tsyuako on the grounds that he "Doesn't do Fat Chicks"...

Quickly wanting to extracate yourself from this downwatdly-spirralling situation, you had quietly left after the commotion died down and everyone sans you and King had left for The Pao Pao Cafe, King coldly asking you to return only later tonight...
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>>30756308

Taking time to ride around town on your motorcycle, you headed down to Meadow's Park, running into Ryo Sakazaki as he had finished up a fight in the place you had normally done Tai-Chi sessions with "Slick" Sukihiro. Though a part of you wanted to fight him, you backed down and talked about how your lives had been going while doing a few "Cool-Down" stretches and exercises...

>Out-of-Katja Summary:

Interestingly enough, the players started out the Quest as Bizuki Iijima, helping her escape from her captors (Seth and "The Agents") her mind-controlling powers to take advantage of a pair of rookie agents to "Relieve some Stress" and go on a Lesbian romp at her mansion on the outskirts of South Town National Park... At that point, the players assumed control of one Jean-Claude Gabriel as he had flown in from Indianapolis, IN and got stuck in the traffic jam that flared up around "Fantastique La Femme".

>The Rules:

http://pastebin.com/Dj9z4r1t

>Previous Thread:

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/30608713/

>Contact Information:

https://twitter.com/WeaselThat

>Stats Page:

http://pastebin.com/eUELr1DM

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>Days until "The Infinite Match": 10

>Date: Sunday, May 20th

>Time of Day: 4:05 PM

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>Updates now Begin

>You now assume direct control of Katja Hartkern

You linger around the park for a little bit longer, reflecting on the day for a little bit and wondering if all of your problems regarding the Sakazaki's are down to Takuma not really accepting the ideas that you represent in his Dojo, then idly wonder why the stuff you were supposed to be getting at that one garage near your appartment for your bike hasn't arrived in yet, or why you haven't been called about it...
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>>30756484

Figuring that the day's starting to get long and that you've got nothing else to do, you start the bike up and let it idle for a bit, then ride the back roads around South Town National Park, fueling up at that quaint little roadside Gas Station halfway there before riding into the city itself, arriving at Wessel's Garage about an hour and fifteen minutes after departing from Meadow's Park, Hatsune Horikawa walking out just as you roll up and park your bike up on the sidewalk.

"Hey... How're doin'?" Hatsune asks you in Japanese, your helmet in her hand alongside her own.

"Not too shabby... How'd that fight go?" you ask, trying to sound friendly and hoping that you didn't juststep on an emotional landmine.

"Sox kicked his ass after the second round" She replies, a little bit of pride in her voice at how her Daughter fared against such a well-known Martial Artist, letting the sound of the roar of the crowd after she had made him tap-out from the "Onikawan Fisherman's Lock" ring in her hears for a second or two...

"You like this place?" You ask, snapping Hatsune's attention back into place and looking to see what a woman that probably was a "Bosozoku" when she was young (Which is just a gut feeling, but a fairly strong one considering her background and her overall look).

"It's pretty good, yeah... They specialize a little too much on the European Bikes, but I can't complain; They got me the right exhaust for my Moto-Guzzi back home for about a quarter of the price" she replies, then asks "You get something from them too?"

"Yeah, I was wonderin' when the stuff I ordered was gonna come in..."

"I wish I could've checked for you earlier; They're closing up early and the owner's out of town... Said he was going out to "Indiana" or somethin" Hatsune explains as you get back your bike and start it back up.

"Hey, can I get a ride back to my place? Mai and the others are still at that Cafe..." Hatsune asks, tossing you your helmet...
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>>30756633

>A, Accept Hatsune's request and ride her back to Fiona & Tsuyako's appartment.

>B. Decline and ride off somewhere; You aren't really in the mood for dealing with her right now...

>C. Something Else... (Write-In Vote)
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>>30756657

>A, Accept Hatsune's request and ride her back to Fiona & Tsuyako's appartment.
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>>30756657

>A.

Now is not the time to be a dick.
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>>30756657

>A, Accept Hatsune's request and ride her back to Fiona & Tsuyako's appartment.

Because why not?
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>>30756815
>>30756895
>>30757074

You catch your helmet single-handedly and reply "Sure... Hop on" before you slip your helmet on.

Hatsune grins, then straddles your bike and hugs your midsection, tapping the back of your helmet to let you know that she's ready to roll. You oblige and ask "Where to mate?"

"3215 Sugarland Way" she yells as the two of you ride off, not quite sure where that could be, but confident that you'll get there fairly quickly... However, that doesn't seem to be the case as you get stuck in "Rush Hour" traffic, Hatsune a little irritated at your tardiness and pulling off into a parking lot at the first opportunity.

"Er... Y'know what? I honestly don't know where to go" you sheepishly admit, then ask "You mind if you ride?"

Though you can't see her eyes, you can guess that Hatsune's rolling her eyes at you as the two of you switch positions, Hatsune taking the reigns as you gab onto her, really gunning it and pushing you bike as fast as it could go in certain stretches of backroad...

Eventually, you arrive at a quaint, almost normal-looking block of clean buildings at around 6 PM, the traffic from earlier and getting lost contributing to your slow ride.

"Terribly sorry again fer gettin' lost... I never come out this way" you reply in earnest as Hatsune puts your bike up on it's stand and hops off, undoing her helmet as you slide into the front part of the saddle.

"No worries..." she replies, trying not to sound too harsh as she slaps your back and says "Take it easy kiddo" before heading up the steps and back to her daughter's place.

You pause a little, wondering where to go and what you could do for a few more hours until you have to go see King...
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>>30758006

>A. Find a place to eat and call up Shen Woo to see if he's still in town; You feel like heading to "Living The Dream" in China Town for a little bit... Plus, you could ask him for Kazunori Kazahaya's phone number and possibly ask about that "Club" he's mentioned.

>B. Head back to "The Imperial" so you can clean yourself up, get into a fresh change of clothes and possibly get a few laps into the pool before heading back out later tonight (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Dexterity & Strength; Rolls of 50 "Pass" a field, 75-99 Increase a given stat field by 1 and "Nat 100's Increase a stat by 2)

>C. Take a ride around to the "Pao Pao Cafe 2" and check in with Bobby Wilson; You want to bust some heads for a little bit before meeting up with King.

>D. Something Else... ("Write-In" Vote)

>E. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" vote to determine which character to gain control of in a possible side-story)
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>>30758296

>C. Take a ride around to the "Pao Pao Cafe 2" and check in with Bobby Wilson; You want to bust some heads for a little bit before meeting up with King.

Fuck it, when in doubt, fight it out!
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Rolled 13, 40, 14 = 67

>>30758296
>>B. Head back to "The Imperial" so you can clean yourself up, get into a fresh change of clothes and possibly get a few laps into the pool before heading back out later tonight (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Dexterity & Strength; Rolls of 50 "Pass" a field, 75-99 Increase a given stat field by 1 and "Nat 100's Increase a stat by 2)
Vid related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AsemWIZUk4k
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>>30758296

>B.

After all the crap that Katja's been through today, fighting's probably the last thing she needs right now IMHO.
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>>30758296

>C. Take a ride around to the "Pao Pao Cafe 2" and check in with Bobby Wilson; You want to bust some heads for a little bit before meeting up with King.

#YOLO
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Rolled 77, 100, 60 = 237

>>30758296

>B. Head back to "The Imperial" so you can clean yourself up, get into a fresh change of clothes and possibly get a few laps into the pool before heading back out later tonight (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Dexterity & Strength;Rolls of 50 "Pass" a field, 75-99 Increase a given stat field by 1 and "Nat 100's Increase a stat by 2)

Don't forget to roll people!
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>>30758590
You forgot to roll, brau. 3d100
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>>30758539
>>30758590
>>30758699

Going to have to commute and take care of quite a few errands around town; I'll probably be able to get an update in an Hour and a Half at the latest...
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Rolled 41, 78, 39 = 158

>>30758717
>>30758590

Whoops! Sorry about that.
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Rolled 79, 91, 79 = 249

>>30758296

>B. Head back to "The Imperial" so you can clean yourself up, get into a fresh change of clothes and possibly get a few laps into the pool before heading back out later tonight (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Dexterity & Strength;Rolls of 50 "Pass" a field, 75-99 Increase a given stat field by 1 and "Nat 100's Increase a stat by 2)

Rolling to help the cause.
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Rolled 8, 16, 65 = 89

>>30758539

>E.

Andrew Draco, because I feel like playing Vid Related today...

http://youtube.com/watch?v=0_X01wArwEY
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>>30760868

Bah, forgot to tun off my dice from another quest and meant to quote >>30758296
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Driving and taking care of my errands took MUCH longer than I had anticipated... Appologies all-around Anons.

>>30760868

All is forgiven, though I don't think that'll be a legit option for this quest...

>>30759067
>>30759616
>>30758699
>>30758539

You rev the bike's engine for a litlle bit, mulling over what you want to do for the rest of the night... While a part of you had wanted to head down to the Pao Pao Cafe 2 and get some fight action in for the night, you had decided to take the "Sae" option and rode back to your room at "The Imperial" Hotel, taking side-streets and going through a few residential areas to try and avoid the crunch of rush-hour traffic.

Thankfully, it seemed to work as you arrived at the hotel in little under an hour, only getting bogged down by traffic wihin sight of the building's parking garage entrance. You pull up in your usual spot and hop off the bike, shutting everything off and head upstairs to check in at the head desk.

After finding that you hadn't recieved any calls, you rode up to your pad via the elevator and stripped out of your clothes, immediately going downstairs to the gym's heated pool and taking a few minutes to stretch before diving in, warming yourself up and realling pushing against the water, the stresses of the day flowing out of your body and being used to fuel your drive to complete your laps as quickly and efficiently as possible.

You got through the 40 laps in record time, not even bothering to take a break in between sets as you continuously swam, finally resting your upper body out of the pool little less than 25 minutes after you had started...

You quickly picked yourself up and dried yourself off before heading upstairs for a quick, hot shower, the warm water feeling good on your somewhat sore body, though honestly you feel like you could've gone down and fought at one of the cafes tonight if you were so inclined...
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>>30761995

>A. Get changed into something smart and hit The Pao Pao Cafe 2; You want to scratch the itch of martial arts madness tonight before you meet up with King later on.

>B. Stay in until you have to leave to make it to "La Illusion" and make up a Turkey Club Sandwich for dinner.

>C. Forgo eating anything ight now, get changed into some light clothing and hit the weight bench, lifting at Half of your Body Weight (75-80 Lbs) and doing 2 Sets of 10 Reps before dinner (Roll 2d100 for Power & Strength)

>D. Put some clothes on and go for some Freeweights of around 30 Lbs Each, doing 3 sets of any given style (Shoulder-Shrugs, Curls, Bicep "Flex" Etc. Etc.) before you eat anything (Roll 3d100 for Power, Strength & Dexterity)

>E. Head downstairs and work out you legs on the Rowing Machine for about 30 Minutes at Max Resistance (Roll 2d100 for Strength & Dexterity)

>F. Get some old clothes on and try out the Leg Weights Machine for a little bit, working at 60 Lbs for 2 Sets of 15 Reps each (Roll 2d100 for Strength & Dexterity)

>G. Head back downstairs and try to get through 3 Sets of 20 Pull-Ups as fast as you can before dinner (Roll 2d100 for Power & Strength)

>H. Do some more stretches and do 2 Sets of 150 Sit-Ups on the Bench; Your "Core" doesn't look as hard as you'd like it to... (Roll 3d100 for Strength, Defense & Speed)

>I. Do some cycling on a Bike Machine at Max Resistance for up to 45 Minutes, though you should put some clothes on before you do... (Roll 3d100 For Speed, Dexterity & Strength)

>J. Something Else... ("Write-In" Vote)
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Rolled 6, 29, 77 = 112

>>30762201
>>H. Do some more stretches and do 2 Sets of 150 Sit-Ups on the Bench; Your "Core" doesn't look as hard as you'd like it to... (Roll 3d100 for Strength, Defense & Speed)
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Rolled 77, 15, 27 = 119

>>30762201
H.
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>>30762512
>>30762980

You put on a pair of short-shorts that you wouldn't be caught dead in if you wore them in public and the tank-top you wore yesterday and head out into the living room, moving a few rugs around going through your warm-up stretches before you lay down on the wooden floor and start to do sit-ups. You don't know quite what compelled you to do so right in the middle of the spacious living room rather than go back downstairs into the gym proper, though you feel spurred on by the fact that your stomach just didn't seem to look as tight as you could remember it being (And almost getting shaded by Fiona Grave's "Six-Pack" Abdominals).

You start to breath hard a heavily halfway through the first set, your injuries from the fight with Ryuji Yamazaki starting to show themselves as having a longer-lasting impact on your body than you had thought... Nonethless, you get through the first set and then stretch some more, trying to get the "Stiff" feeling out of your "Core" before doing a second set of 150 Sit-Ups.

"Shit, what's wrong?" you ask yourself, looking down at your stomach as if it'll answer you... And does in a way, as it gurgles back at you, the pangs of hunger flaring up yet again. You close your eyes and try to get through the last set of Sit-Ups as quickly as you can, your body's strength exploding off of each and every repetion, compelled to get through it after seeing Ryo Sakazaki do your "Usual" stretching routine without a sweat while you had to really dig deep to match him...

Fnally, you finish up and collapse on the floor, a trickle of sweat running down your forehead, a river of it cascading down your tank-top... "On somebody else, this might looked pretty damn good" you think as you slowly get up and walk over to the kitchen to make yourself a sandwich. spotting that it's just before 8 PM...
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>>30763674

>A. Get going to "La Illusion"; With traffic the way it is, you're better off being early rather than late (ESPECIALLY after King's glare at you earlier in the day)...

>Squeeze in one last work-out before you leave, focusing on your legs by using the Leg Weights Machine for a little bit, working at 60 Lbs for 2 Sets of 15 Reps each (Roll 2d100 for Strength & Dexterity)

>C. Let your food digest and try to get through 3 Sets of 20 Pull-Ups before you have to leave (Roll 2d100 for Power & Strength)

>D. Get some cycling in on a Bike Machine at Max Resistance for up to 30 Minutes, then get changed and head off to "La Illusion" (Roll 3d100 For Speed, Dexterity & Strength)

>E. Something Else... ("Write-In" Vote)
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Rolled 32, 33 = 65

>>30763674
>>C. Let your food digest and try to get through 3 Sets of 20 Pull-Ups before you have to leave (Roll 2d100 for Power & Strength)
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Rolled 65, 7 = 72

>>30763806
>C. Let your food digest and try to get through 3 Sets of 20 Pull-Ups before you have to leave (Roll 2d100 for Power & Strength)

>Did you just come from a workout, Katja?
>FOOKIN' ROIGHT I DID
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Rolled 69, 49 = 118

>>30763806

>C.

>>30764105

It worked for Mike Tyson didn't it? Until he lost the heart to fight and became a "Jobber" looking for a way to settle his debts.
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Rolled 1, 49 = 50

>>30764239
As long as Katja isn't working herself to death.
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Had to take my dogs out for a quick walk; Appologies for the delay.

>>30764239
>>30764491
>>30764012
>>30764105

You rest for about 20 Minutes, letting your light meal digest for as long as possible before heading back downstairs to do some pull-ups, slightly pressed for time and really pushing hard to try and finish up at least 2 sets before you have to leave.

Surprisingly, you get through the first two sets with relative ease, your body not even feeling any real struggle as you start to press on to the third set, slowly feeling your arms and stomach start to strain... Still, you manage to finish it, though you immediately do arm stretches and towel off as soon as you drop down from the bar.

Gasping for breath, you quickly head back upstairs and go straight to your walk-in closet, picking out a pair of sweat pants and an old shirt to put on before slipping into your motorcycle leathers for the first time since you had cleaned them, the warm weather drying them out much fast than you had expected and finding that they still have that "Worn-In" feel you came to love after a while... You then put on your boots and riding gloves as well as grab your helmet, wallet and cellphone before heading down to the lobby.

After telling the head desk to hold all of your calls, you walk down to the parking garage and hop on your bike, slipping on your helmet and firing it up before leaving "The Imperial" at just about 8:45 PM, joining the hustle and bustle of South Town's traffic... Curiously, you seem to cut through the streets like a hot knife through butter, making it to "La Illusion" in just about an hour as you gently ride through that back-alley you had called Seth from earlier in the day, confident that no one's going to find or try to steal your bike back here...

You then slip off your helmet and walk inside the bar itself, the place pretty full for a Sunday Night with King not even glancing at you as you take a seat near the back.
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>>30765951

You see the two waitresses Sally & Elizabeth (Twins that are STILL hard to tell appart in your eyes) practically dance around the fairly cramped bar, each of them aiting tables and pickingup serving trays as though they had choreographed it all in advance and unzip your leathers a little, the warm air in the bar feeling like a good contrast from the relatively cool night air of South Town' streets.

>A.Say Something

>B. Do Something

>(Write in your response or action with Option A or B, respectively.)
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>>30766047
Just mellow and enjoy the jazzy tunes, trying not to be a bother to the twins. King will notice us eventually.
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>>30765951

Agree with the gentleman above me. Enjoy a drink, relax for a minute, keep an eye out for any action that might be happening.
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>>30766121
>>30766428

>New Thread Theme: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y_aeHV-_GVU

You think about heading up to the bar and placing an order if only to get in touch with King, but simply kick back relax as you see that she's really busy tonight...

Still, it was nice enough to relax a little and enjoy the jazzy soundtrack piped in through hidden speakers, "People Watching" for a little bit until you spotted Yuri Sakazaki timidly walk in, trying not to look too inconspicuous in spite of her oddly baggy-looking clothes and large sunglasses as she sits down across from you.

"Hey... Been a while huh?' you gamely ask her, seeing that something's up and having a good idea of what it might be...

"Yeah... Ryo told you about how Dad locked my phone up, right?" She asks.

You nod, a cold look on your face only matched by the icy tone of your voice as you reply "I can't wait to pound that smug bastard's face in...", then pause and add "No offense Sunshine, but I've had it with your old man."

"None take; I know how bad he can get first-hand" she answers, then asks "But did he REALLY call you and ask to be the next Mr. Karate?"

"MS." Karate, actually... And I told him that he should sit on it until this tournament's over" you truthfully reply, about to add something but suddenly getting cut off by by one of the Twins putting down a tall glass of beer in front of you.

"Compliments of the fine gentleman at the bar" she adds before heading off to another table, leaving the two of you rather confused as to who it might be...

Until you spot "The Wind" (Kazunori Kazahaya) up at the farthest stool away from you at the bar, leaning back a little and flashing a toothy grin, trying to get you to notice him.

"Lordy me... Doesn't he know that I'm datin' his boss tomorrow?" you mumbl to yourself and stare at the drink, then look up and see that he's already walked out.

"riend of yours?" Yuris dutifully asks, unfamilliar with Kazahaya's looks.
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>>30767113

"Nah... More like an acquaintance that won't stop running into me" you reply as you ponder whether the drink has any kind of poison or drugs in it...

>A. Tell one of the Twins to cancel the drink and throw it out; You aren't in the mood for alchahol right now...

>B. Take a sip and live life to the fullest; Besides, Kazahaya had promised his word that he or the other guy that had been following you would stop trying to ruin your life... Right? (Roll 1d100 for a Perception Check)

>C. Push it to the side and quietly confide in King to see what she'd reccomend doing when she gets off of her shift (Which should be any time now...).

>D. Something Else ("Write-In" Vote)
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>>30767300
>>C. Push it to the side and quietly confide in King to see what she'd reccomend doing when she gets off of her shift (Which should be any time now...).
He's walked out already. No damage done. Besides, we could use the excuse to bond wi King.
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>>30767300
>C. Push it to the side and quietly confide in King to see what she'd reccomend doing when she gets off of her shift (Which should be any time now...).
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>>30767300

>C. Push it to the side and quietly confide in King to see what she'd reccomend doing when she gets off of her shift (Which should be any time now...).

Just play it cool tonight.
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Having connection issues tonight: Sorry for the delay.

>>30767919
>>30768019
>>30768491

You push the drink aside and ask Yuri "Hey, just wonderin': Is Takuma still OK with you enterin' the Tournament 'n'all this time?"

Yuri looks off to the side a little, a bit of guilt showing on her face as she says nothing, but shakes her head "No". Your eyes widen at that admission, but you slowly take a few breaths and tell yourself "Not goin' to lose my temper tonight, not again..."

"Look, I know I should've gotten a hold of you earlier, but he" Yuri starts to explain, but you cut her off before she could finish.

"It's bloody ridiculous... So what do I have to do, huh? Go over and knock some bloke off who's got an entry or somethin'?" you ask, darkly adding "With my luck, I bet they wouldn't even let me take part; They'll find somethin' to throw me and you'n'King all out..."

Yuri's face starts to blushas she tries to hold back crying at her own cowardice, but then something leaps out at you that hadn't crossed your mind as you ask "Hang on a tick; You've still got your entry right?"

"Yes... I had to hide it, but I still do."

"And King's still go her's right?" you ask and point over to King a lowered voice, not quite a whisper but low enough that Yuri has to lean towards you to listen.

"Right...?"

"Then what're you bitchin' about? The fact that your dad doesn't approve of you fightin' like always?" you ask her, confident that you're on to understanding that Yuri's trying to make a big deal out of nothing when you hear a third voice enter the conversation.

"I feel that it has to do with the fact that this is the first real meeting we've had as a team, and the tournament's nearly a week away" King says as you turn in your seat to see her standing with her arms crosses, wearing a White suit Jacket with her trademark Lavender/Purple fringe and suit pants.

"Kay... Then have a seat and let's talk mate" you reply as she obliges, slotting next to Yuri.
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>>30770269

"Well... Not to bring up pettyness, but what exactly was with you and Mai and her team today?"

You pause, then sigh as you explain what had happened at Shermie's Catalogue Launch as well as why you had your "Blow-Up" moment with Hatsune Horikawa, taking about half an hour to detail it all out as you conclude "And shit mate, that was just today... Now imagine something along those lines happening to me over three solid months and you can tell why I'm not exactly in a good mood all of the time."

King nods, acknowledging that your explanation held water as she then asks "What have you been doing as far as training?"

"Oh, just workin' out at home, gettin' into fights wile I can... I think I might cruise the Pao Pao Cafe tomorrow night if I can; I've been itching to fight all day" you reply.

"OK... Yuri? What about you?"

"I kind of haven't really been fighting regularly since Katja left" she reluctantly admits, explaining "All of my time has been taken up by teaching classes at the Dojo."

King ponders her response with some disdain, though you can tell that her eyes are more focused on why YOU, of all of her patrons, have an untouched glass of beer next to you.

You look up at her and tell her "Some guy at the bar ordered it for me... But I'm not sure how clean the drink is, y'know?"

King nods and snaps her fingers, one of the waitresses coming over as she asks "Could you just drain out that glass on the center of the table and come back with a fresh one?"

"Sure!" she cheerily replies as King turns back to you and asks "OK... Lastly, do all of us have outfits for the dress ball tomorrow night?"

"Dress Ball? ... You mean that banquet" you start to say, then hold your tongue the moment your mind witched to thinking about "The Agents" and Seth, as well as your "Date" with Jean-Claude Gabriel...

"I'dunno, probably just a formal Kimono like dad always makes us wear..." Yuri ponders, dreading having to try and get her's to tie up properly...
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>>30771157
>A. Play through the rest of the late-night as Katja Hartkern.
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>>30771067 (You)

"Er, I've got my dress fitting tomorrow... But I'm no gonna know how it'll turn out until tomorrow night; It's got a lot of accessories that I haven't had a chance to see yet" you try fib with a straight face, sorta-okay-not too-shabby of you deflecting your work with Seth and the others tomorrow.

King looks at the two of you and sighs, a "Knowng" kind of look on her face as Sally & Elizabeth start to slowly clean up as the "Late Night Dinner" crowd starts to disperse, putting down a wine glass, a glass full of Foster's for you (Which you thank whoever served it to your thankfully) and yuri getting a bottle of soda, mostly due to not wanting to smell of alchahol when she heads home later tonight...

King breaks the ice by tapping her glass and says "To the tournament!", raising her glass high and proposing a toast.

You and Yuri chip in, clinking your glasses as King downs her's in one gulp and almost immediately relaxes, kicking off a night you won't soon forget...

>A. Play through the rest of the late-night as Katja Hartkern.

>B. Time-Skip to tomorrow (5/21) as Katja.

>C. Time-skip to later that night and go on a "Dream Sequence" as Katja, waking up on 5/21.

>D. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" vote to determine which character to gain control of in a possible side-story)

>E. Something Else... ("Write-In" Vote)

Slowly starting to fall asleep Anons; VOTE!

>>30771251

Sorry for prematurely posting that last update; Your vote is currently accounted for!
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>>30771329

>B.

And with this, I bid thee goodnight.
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>>30771329
>C. Time-skip to later that night and go on a "Dream Sequence" as Katja, waking up on 5/21.

We dreamin' big now!
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>>30771329

>C. Time-skip to later that night and go on a "Dream Sequence" as Katja, waking up on 5/21.

Did tbe QM fall asleep again?
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>>30771329

>C.

Warmly waiting for the next session to start...
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I DEEPLY appologise for not posting a "Send-off" update last night; Turns out that a tree feel onto some powerlines and cut electricity to my Internet Service provider... Fortunately, there are several spots in my podunk town that still have Wi-Fi Connections.

>>30776128
>>30771756
>>30773916

>Updates officially resume

>You now control Katja Hartkern's psyche

After that relatively "Formal" meeting, you and King had loosened up considerably, swapping stories back and forth for nearly two solid hours as the drinks began to flow as you found that she had basically the same kind of issues regarding her gender that you have... You can still imagine the face you had made when you learned how King had disguised herself as a man in her youth in order to learn how to fight and better herself in the art of Muay-Tai (As no one would dare train a woman in what's arguably a "Man's Art") as well as protect herself from some of the more unsavory elements the "Old" South Town had...

Eventually, "Last Call" gets declared and King offers to pay for a taxi for the three of you and you agree with her, being FAR too drunk to ride home... You eventually arrive at "The Imperial" at just before 1 AM and fall asleep shortly after ward, changing into a set of older clothes instead of your normal pajamas just incase you wake up halfway through the night and have to vomit...

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>The Dream Sequence Now Begins

>New Thread Theme:

You drearily wake up in an old, somwhat cramped-looking appartment, the neon of a nearby sign bathing the room in a slightly Orange-ish/Pink light, your cellphone buzzing on your nightstand.

You reach for it and press the "Answer" button, a smooth-sounding voice on the other end asking "Hey... You get that thing I sent ya'?"

You quickly say "Yes", your tone suggesting that you were instructed to say only "Yes" or "No" when talking to this man (Who sounds a bit like Kazunori Kazahaya, now that you think of it)...
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>ACTUAL New Thread Theme: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KK8QMUT3piE

>>30778592

"In Reading gaol by Reading town there is a pit of shame, And in it lies a wretched man eaten by teeth of flame... In burning winding-sheet he lies, and his grave has got no name. And there, till Christ call forth the dead, in silence let him lie: No need to waste the foolish tear, Or heave the windy sigh: The man had killed the thing he loved, and so he had to die. And all men kill the thing they love, by all let this be heard; Some do it with a bitter look, Some with a flattering word... The coward does it with a kiss. The brave man? With a sword!"

THe voice on the other end hangs up as you recall that he had just recited the last part of "The Ballad of Reading Gaol" by Oscar Wilde, one of your father's favourite poems...

You get up and do a few stretches, not bothering to check what time it is as you amble towards your closet off to the right and get into "Wardrobe": A White Bra and Panties to start (As you had been sleeping in the nude yet again), a Black T-Shirt and a pair of Faded "Acid-Wash" Blue Jeans to tuck them in... Lastly, the Coup-De-Gras of your ensemble: A Faded Purple "Letterman's Jacket" with a reversed "K" on one side and an odd, almost Superhero-Like Luchadore's mask that you had recieved as a gift from one of your employers.

You slip on the Jacket, put on a pair of Boots Riding Boots and Gloves and keep your mask in your jacket's only pocket before heading out of the appartment and walking down a rickety old staircase that lazily

You fish around a dumpster out behind the building and find a Semi-Automatic Pistol, fully-loaded and with a few extra clips of ammuntion next to it... Though curiously enough, you had almost expected them to be there and grumble a little about the kind of "Hardware" your bosses seem to be giving you as you open up your coat and put the gun in a holsert you had on the inside of it.
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>>30778974

Finally, you walk down towards the external parking garage out near the dumpster and find what you can see is your motorcycle, though it's not a Triumph Thruxton; Instead, it's the Norton F1 that you had come across quite a few times in the past, looking almost menacing sitting in the low light of the garage.

You hop on and grab the handles, going through a somewhat elaborate start-up procedure before yyou fire up the engine, hearing it's unusual exhaust note and revelling in it for a few moments before you put your head down and ride off, beginning your "ob" for tonight...

>A. Begin your "Mission" and play through the dream as Katja Hartkern, stopping at the first crosswalk to think over where your current location should be in relation to your "Target".

>B. Just ride around a little and hear this engine scream as you explore this oddly-familiar cityscape, though don't try to get arrested for disturbing the peace or something (As your bike's friggin' LOUD)...

>C. Wake Up on 5/21 as Katja, then try to overcome your hangover....
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>>30779136

>B. Just ride around a little and hear this engine scream as you explore this oddly-familiar cityscape, though don't try to get arrested for disturbing the peace or something (As your bike's friggin' LOUD)...
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>>30779136

>A. Begin your "Mission" and play through the dream as Katja Hartkern, stopping at the first crosswalk to think over where your current location should be in relation to your "Target".

So we're Hotline South Town now? I can dig it.
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>>30779136
>>A. Begin your "Mission" and play through the dream as Katja Hartkern, stopping at the first crosswalk to think over where your current location should be in relation to your "Target".
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>>30779136

>A.

So... Who, or what, is our target exactly? Or is that part of the surprise?
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>>30780101

It's part of the surprise yeah... Unless you can exactly figure out what's going to happen in your dreams, anyway!

>>30779676
>>30779764

>New Mission Theme: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8P-c2k-HgRA

You ride down to a trendy nightclub, slipping on your near "Faceless" Mask as you hop off the bike and ask the valet to park it for you, cracking your fists silently as a veiled threat to him before you walk inside, a scene straight out of a "Trendy" nightclub in Tokyo or Osaka playing out in your eyes as you can almost faintly hear a voice in the back or mind yell "Mission... START!" as you slowly walk up to the bar near the back, putting through the dance floor as you look around and try to spot your target... And catch a glimpse of "Him(/Her?)" walking out of the bathroom hallway.

You can't quite tell if it's a guy or a girl, though "He" (As you decide to call this androgynous-looking fellow) is around 5'10" tall and rather skinny, with pale skin broken up by freckles and piercing green eyes... Most notable are his rather elaborate nails (Impeccably manicured and done with rather pretty art), the VERY femminine Platnium-Blonde Hairstyle and "His" rather odd-looking Red Leather bodysuit with black trim and a rather ridiculous-looking belt and White "Platform" shoes (With HEELS, you note).

Somehow, in this setting and looking at your target's clothes, you don't feel too out-of-place in your current get-up as you try to decide how to go about killing him/her.

>A. Grab your gun and shoot this bastard/bitch, then GTFO before anyone notices you.

>B. Land a Ryuuko Ranbuu on him/her and start up a fight; Maybe security'll kick you both out and you can stalk him/her later on? (Roll 2d100 for Speed & Attack Damage)

>C. Wait around a little bit and take a chance to get up on the dance floor, then "Bump" into him /her with that switchblade you carry, or the gun you've got on you...

>D. Something Else... ("Write-In" Vote)
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Rolled 93, 23 = 116

>>30781148

>TFW we've been hired to kill Ash Crimson

Glad that somebody else hates that little prick too.

>B. Land a Ryuuko Ranbuu on him/her and start up a fight; Maybe security'll kick you both out and you can stalk him/her later on? (Roll 2d100 for Speed & Attack Damage)
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>>30781148
>>C. Wait around a little bit and take a chance to get up on the dance floor, then "Bump" into him /her with that switchblade you carry, or the gun you've got on you...
...oh yes. We get to kill Ash. I'm going to enjoy this.
Stabby times.
Soon.
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Rolled 13, 52 = 65

>>30781148

>B. Land a Ryuuko Ranbuu on him/her and start up a fight; Maybe security'll kick you both out and you can stalk him/her later on? (Roll 2d100 for Speed & Attack Damage)

Guns are for pussies. Also, out of curiousity, what does Katja's mask look like?
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>>30781148

>C.

Stab this guy like Dio Motherfuckin' BRANDO OP!

>www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Eqia5XlFjo
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>>30781490

>Pic Related: Take your pick of the left or right.

>>30781490
>>30781406
>>30782183

And it looks like a TIE... The Next vote has it.
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>>30782220

>C.

Shooting him would be pretty blatant and fighring him, while tempting, probably wont go well because come on, he's Ash Crimson, the most blatantly overpowered Marty-Sue "Straight out of Deviantart" MC EVER.

So yeah, C is my best bwt IMHO.
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>>30782533

Curse my small phone and my large hands! DAMN THEM TO HELL!
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>>30781477
>>30782183
>>30782533

You briefly consider getting off of your stool at the bar and turning him into paste with your fists and feet, but decide against that as you wait around for a few minutes, looking for the right opportunity to strike... When a rather attractive Asian lady that looks a bit like Mai Shiranui with Tsuyako's short hairstyle walks up to you and asks "Wanna dance big guy?"

You look at her, taking in her beauty and the seemingly scandalous dress she's wearing and shrug, saying "Sure" in a deeper, darker voice than normal (If only to play along with the fact that she thinks you're a guy) and escort her to the dance floor, slowly starting to get ennaptured by the sway and sights of her figure dancing along with her...

Though you also keep an eye on your target, subtly moving towards him like an old professional at heart as you dance, quietly waiting for that one perfect moment to grab that switchblade you keep in the sleeve of your jacket and use it to end that andro's life.

Whether through sheer impatience or panic, you take the first opportunity to strike and make a stylish turn towards his chest, using all of your strength to try and force the knife to go through the leather outfit that he has on...

When you feel your knife pierce through his outfit and sink into his chest, you hear a loud scream asyou start to twist it's hilt, truly intent on ending this man's life... Though you then a look up as a bright, white light fill your vision, a voice in the back of your head telling you "Well done. Now, you must go after the others before the world ends..."

"Why?" you ask, trying to make sense of all this.

"Because I am you, and you are I" comes the reply, seemingly comming off more like a coded message rather than a real reply...

>A. Keep Dreaming

>B. Wake Up on 5/21 with a Hangover.

>C. Assume Direct Control of...? ("Write-In" vote to determine which character to gain control of in a possible side-story)
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>>30783361
>>A. Keep Dreaming
...dafuq just happened?
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>>30783361
>A.

Hype-Train ACTIVATE!
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>>30783361

>A. Keep Dreaming

OK...
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>>30783361
I thought Katja had a relatively deep and authoritative voice already.
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>>30784654
It's part of her masculine charm, after all. Part of the original idea was how both men and women would be attracted to her, assuming they could even tell she was a woman, and that she could pass convincingly as a man. Basically, if Katja weren't so emotionally fragile, she could literally not keep the bitches off her.
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>>30784654
>>30784978

Her vocal chords got raised up about half an octave after getting self-electrocuted a while back though... So yes, she's still got that masculine charm, but it's slightly harder to try and hide her gender (Mirroring what had happened to King, basically).

Also, I think a re-cap thread might be in order, if only to face the kind of craziness that's been going on in her life... Thoughts?

>>30783595

Seems that we're going down the rabbit hole Tiger; Don't forget to bring some popcorn!

>>30783759
>>30784134

The white light fades away and you're left standing in a back alley, your clothes slightly bloody from earlier and your mind seemingly focused on finding your next target, the wail of apolice car's siren causing you to jump back and pull yourself close to a nearby wall.

Your heart races for a little bit as you ponder exactly WHY you're doing this again, or what this violence even means to you... When your blood freezes as you spot a woman that looks almost EXACTLY like you off in the distance, her back turned as she looks at the window display of a relatively high-end clothing shop, her body covered by a large, brown overcoat...

>A. Quicky grab your gun and walk over to her, shooting the in theback at point-blank range (Roll 3d100 for Stealth, Accuracy & Speed)

>B. Follow her, but don't try anything too stupid and just look around the city as you ponder if she's really the next target on your "List" or not... (Roll 2d100 for Stealth and A Perception Check)

>C. Head over to her and ask her for general information (Like where you currently are, what time it is Etc. Etc.); You almost feel compelled to try and talk to her somehow...

>D. Walk up to her and land a few strikes before finishing the target off with "Fuujin to Raijin no Tenshouken", proving to yourself that the attack isn't worthless AND finishing your "Job" (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)
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Rolled 81, 85 = 166

>>30785125
>B. Follow her, but don't try anything too stupid and just look around the city as you ponder if she's really the next target on your "List" or not... (Roll 2d100 for Stealth and A Perception Check)
The Australian ebon amazon being stealthy. Go figure.
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Rolled 15, 41 = 56

>>30785125

>B. Follow her, but don't try anything too stupid and just look around the city as you ponder if she's really the next target on your "List" or not... (Roll 2d100 for Stealth and A Perception Check)
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>>30785125

>C. Head over to her and ask her for general information (Like where you currently are, what time it is Etc. Etc.); You almost feel compelled to try and talk to her somehow...
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Rolled 79, 8 = 87

>>30785125
>>B. Follow her, but don't try anything too stupid and just look around the city as you ponder if she's really the next target on your "List" or not... (Roll 2d100 for Stealth and A Perception Check)
...I suspect this dream sequence is going to be one of the odd ones.
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Sorry for the delay; Had to get my dinner started.

>>30785192
>>30785482
>>30785738

With nothing else crossing your mind, you quietly wait and follow your supposed doppleganger around, stealthily tailing her as this all seems familiar to you somehow as the ark, moody streets seem to match your own personal reflection on where this might lead...

You stick to the shadows, the word "Zoan" sticking out in your mind as you look at this woman, unnervingly like yourself sans the scar on your cheek and again flashing back to that room of row after row of virtual, genetic copies of yourself as you try not let yourself get noticed. You then keep tailing her for a few more minutes as she stops at a crosswalk, waiting for the light to turn red and the "PEDS XING" sign to flash, the smell of fresh rain on your nose as you lie in wait, part of you wondering if this woman's the next "Target" you have to take down...

You take a quick breath, then get ready to "Cock the Hammer" and step out of the shadows... Only to get hit by a flying kick, not unlike a higher-hitting, slightly more "Wild" take on the first hit of Ryo Sakazaki's Hien Shippu Kyaku as you try to Ukemi, only to get tripped up by a slide that knocks you over and leaves the other woman behind you somehow...

"Shouldn't scum like you know not to strike the real deal?" she asks you, taking off her coat to reveal that she's wearing a set of Motorcycle Leathers much like your own, though much more stylized with extra belts, buttons and zippers eveywhere with a slightly red hue to the suit overall... You feign weakness when she then starts to unzip the top of her leathers somewhat, showing off a bit of her cleavage and tauntingly telling you "Or are you just jealous that you can't stack up to my-"
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>>30786865

You cut her off with a Kohou, a trail of electricity surrounding your fist as you squarely hit her in the jaw, leaving a fresh cut on her chest and cheek as she lands hard onto the sidewalk, somehow not cracking her head open...

"Now we're even" you tell her, then assume a fighting stance as she does the same, a truly "Gone" look in her eyes that makes you wonder what you look like when you enter "Shōmei-ō Katja"...

She licks the blood trickling from her cheek, trying to psyche you out by yelling "You fucking bitch, my suit got like this from all the blood that got stained from killing weak copies like you!", running up to you with a glowing hand of pure electricity... However, you zip past her with the Raijin Sprint", then try to attack her with a Hien Shiipu Kyaku of your own, only to find that she had somehow slid past you with that sliding move again.

The two of you traded blows for a little bit, similarly attacking each other yet with very different movesets as you ready a Ha'oh Raijinken, only for your doppelganger to cancel it out with a more stylish version of her own, the force of two seperate-yet-equal sources of electricity pushing the two of you back to a more neutral space.

"You're a lot tougher than the others... Number 93? 94 maybe? It doesn't matter though, I'll retire you like all of the rest that try to cross me!" "Not-You" says with a smirk as she enters a rather relaxed fighting stance

You stand your ground at those remarks and put on a brave face, an eerie scene unfolding in your mind as part of you wants to fight, yet another wants to run away, hoping that this'll all stop...

===

BATTLE START!

===

>Your Health: 100%

>Not-You's Health: 100%

>Your Ki: MAX, 3 Bars of Ki

>Not-You's Ki: MAX, 3 Bars of Ki

===
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>>30787351

>A. Try to stuff whatever her attack might be with a "Powered-Up" Ryuuko Ranbuu; You want to inflict as much damage as possible on this version of "Not-You" as fast as possible (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage; Uses 2 Bars of Ki)

>B. Activate "Shōmei-ō Katja" and DESTROYthis abomination to your eyes! (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Attack Damage and Luck that "Not-K's" close enough for the initial burst of energy to hit her)

>C. Focus on trying to pressure her with an unrelenting offense, revelling in the risks but rewarding yourself with a greater chance to deal some CRAZY damage (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)

>D. Lay back and let this woman come to you, holding up a strong defense and punishing her possibly risjy advances with "Boot-to-Face" therapy (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Evasion, Defense & counter-Attack Damage)

>E. Play the "Footsie" game with this person and try to move in and out of her supposed range, looking for holes in her attacks to exploit (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Evasion, Defense & Attack Damage)

>F. Retreat and see if she tries to follow you; If she doesn't go through everything you can think of to try and end this nightmare before you scare yourself even more...
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Rolled 53, 39, 32 = 124

>>30787391
>>B. Activate "Shōmei-ō Katja" and DESTROYthis abomination to your eyes! (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Attack Damage and Luck that "Not-K's" close enough for the initial burst of energy to hit her)
...alright. This bitch is wormfood if we have to nuke her to do it.
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Rolled 92, 61, 45 = 198

>>30787391
>B. Activate "Shōmei-ō Katja" and DESTROYthis abomination to your eyes! (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Attack Damage and Luck that "Not-K's" close enough for the initial burst of energy to hit her)

Rollin' to help the cause...
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Rolled 12, 88, 2 = 102

>>30787391

>C. Focus on trying to pressure her with an unrelenting offense, revelling in the risks but rewarding yourself with a greater chance to deal some CRAZY damage (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)
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Rolled 11, 40, 95 = 146

>>30787391

>C.

Going H.A.M. to start off a fight is NEVER a good idea IMHO.
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>>30787391

>F. Retreat and see if she tries to follow you; If she doesn't go through everything you can think of to try and end this nightmare before you scare yourself even more...

I WANNA GET OFF KATJA'S WILD RIDE! [spoilers]She's from the fucking NESTS, isn't she?[/spoiler]
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>>30787711
>>30788170
>>30788298
>>30788367

Next vote from either of these takes it, unless another option gets three pretty quickly...

>>30788546

A good QM reveals no secrets...
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>>30788656
>B.

GOD OF THUNDER!!!
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Rolled 33, 34, 86 = 153

>>30789197

Also rolling in case I was supposed to.
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Rolled 75, 3, 50 = 128

>>30788656

> >C. Focus on trying to pressure her with an unrelenting offense, revelling in the risks but rewarding yourself with a greater chance to deal some CRAZY damage (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)

Gotta play it smart, even when you dream...
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>>30789197
>>30789385
>>30788656

And it's a DEADLOCK? ... Combine the votes? Or break it? It's up to you /tg/!
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Rolled 53, 51, 91 = 195

>>30790148

Anon from >>30788546 here. Change my vote to B please.
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>>30790298
>>30789224
>>30788170
>>30787711

You eye your uncannily-similair opponent, a plan starting to formulate in your mind as you slowly circle around each other up and down, neither one of you ready to take the first step to fight.

Curiously, you turn your back on your opponent, then start to walk away, trying to goad "Not-You" into possibly attacking you... Though all she does is yell "What? You done already!?"

You stop at those words, then hear her start to run after you like you had expected while slowly gathering energy from inside of your body, expelling it in a blast of electricity as you become "Shōmei-ō Katja", knocking your opponent back brilliantly as she had fell for your gambit almost perfectly.

You turn to see her get up and launch a ball of plasma-like electricity at you from her hands, which you dodge and counter with a quick Ha'oh Raijinken, then cancel into a small Kohou to knock her into the sky, ready to put your guad up in case she decides to Ukemi out of it...

===

>Your Health: 99%

>"Not-You's" Health: 68%

>Your Ki: 0%, activated "Shōmei-ō Katja"

>"Not-You's" Ki: MAX, 3 Bars of Ki

>"Shōmei-ō Katja" Mode time left: 7 Seconds left and counting...

===

>A. Hold up your guard and expect her to counter-hit you with an attack of some sort, then counter it with a Raijin Lightning Rush Combination and go from there (Roll 4d100 for Defense [If Needed], Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)

>B. Rush in towards her and try to set up your "50/50" game, forcing her to guess if you're going to strike her or go for a throw, then see how it''l all play out after the fact (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Attack Damage & Luck that your strike or throw will be successful; Please specify whether to attempt a throw or an attack with this vote)

>C. Move back and try to let your opponent come to you, spacing her out with well-placed attacks and try to open up holes in her offense (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Evasion & Attack Damage)
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Rolled 92, 38, 55 = 185

>>30791141

>B.

Time to get tactical.
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Rolled 15, 8, 41 = 64

>>30791141
>B. Rush in towards her and try to set up your "50/50" game, forcing her to guess if you're going to strike her or go for a throw, then see how it''l all play out after the fact (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Attack Damage & Luck that your strike or throw will be successful; Please specify whether to attempt a throw or an attack with this vote)
Throw.
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>>30791324


Also forgot to add that I want Katja to go for a throw.
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Rolled 59, 34, 73, 6 = 172

>>30791141

>A. Hold up your guard and expect her to counter-hit you with an attack of some sort, then counter it with a Raijin Lightning Rush Combination and go from there (Roll 4d100 for Defense [If Needed], Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)
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Rolled 56, 81, 33, 100 = 270

>>30791141

>C.

Would reverse-psychology on our own clone? Or is she too different that it wouldn't matter?
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Rolled 95, 59, 45, 68 = 267

>>30791141

>B. Rush in towards her and try to set up your "50/50" game, forcing her to guess if you're going to strike her or go for a throw, then see how it''l all play out after the fact (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Attack Damage & Luck that your strike or throw will be successful;Please specify whether to attempt a throw or an attack with this vote)
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Rolled 20, 10, 88 = 118

>>30791763

Shit, didn't catch that it was 3d100 until it was too late.
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Counting >>30791791's vote for a Throw since he didn't specify.

>>30791324
>>30791332

You can feel your energy slowly starting to fade as you close in your doppelganger and try to "Put her away" by rushing in and grabbing her with a Tani-Otoshi, koking her down but only opening yourself up to a Vicious uppercut, the electricity itself hitting hitting you more than the punch itself as you get knocked down...

However, getting floored was probably for the best, as you were able to naturally dodge "Not-You's" follow-up attack and throw her while you were on your back, using her body as a fulcrum to get yourself back up as you stair down your opponent, the power of "Shōmei-ō Katja" fading away as you can only think of

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>Your Health: 84%

>"Not-You's" Health: 57%

>Your Ki: 0%

>"Not-You's" Health: 12%, 1 Bar of Ki

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>A. Let "Not-You" come to you, spacing her out with well-placed attacks and try to open up holes in her offense (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Evasion & Attack Damage)

>B. Keep putting yourself into her face and keep up the relentless pressure up; You've got this bitch on the ropes! (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)

>C. Move in and out of "Not-You's" attack range and try to build up "Bars" of Ki to try and finishher once and for all, with an eye towards defending whatever your oponent throws at you (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Evasion & Attack Damage)

>D. Back away and ask "Not-You" who she is, where she came from and WHY exactly is she fighting you right now? (IE Diplomacy & )

>E. End this Dream and Wake Up as Katja on 5/21, battling a pretty big hangover.
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>>30792378

>as you can only think of what this all seems to mean and how it could tie-in to the dream you had last night...

Fixed.
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>>30792378
>D. Back away and ask "Not-You" who she is, where she came from and WHY exactly is she fighting you right now? (IE Diplomacy & )

And with this, I'm off to sleep.
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>>30792378

>D. Back away and ask "Not-You" who she is, where she came from and WHY exactly is she fighting you right now? (IE Diplomacy & )

I'd think that knowing what's going on would be nice...
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>>30792593
>>30792775

You briefly consider fighting her some more, but before you do flashes of the nightmare you had from last night start to show themselves yet again as you back away from "Not-You" and give her a chance to get up on her own two feet.

Instead of fighting her, you feel like possibly getting answers to questions on your mind as you ask "Why're we doin' this girlie? I ain't got nothin' on you" you truthfully reply,feeling the cold night air whip at your body.

She glares at you, halfway looking as though you had insulted herby asking that as she replies "You know DAMN WELL what you fucking did to me...", real venom and bitterness in her voice as she slowly get up.

"I'm a bit new to this... Mind if you fill me in 'ere?" you half-joke as you halfway expect her to try and fling another ball of electrified plasma at you...

Instead, she says "Why should I tell anything to a dead woman?" with a sneer, then launches at you with another flying kick, though you jump and clash with her with your own jumping Hard Kick, your feet touching for a few brief moments in-air before the two of you start to fight once again on the ground, "Not-You" catching you off-guard with an awkward-looking high kick that feels like it took your head off...

However, you were able to brush the kick off and counter her next attack with a Hien Shippu Kyaku, knocking her down right in front of you as you ponder whether to continue this fight or not...

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>Your Health: 80%

>"Not-You's" Health: 49%

>Your Ki: 33%, No Bars

>"Not-You's" Ki: 49%, 1 Bar of Ki

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>>30793356

>A. Get your head back into "The game" of-sorts and try to re-establish your offensive pressure game, throwing out unrelenting punches and kicks until she's finished for good (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)

>B. Lay back and let this crazy chick come to you, defending her attacks as best as you can and looking for holes to pick through her offense to exploit (Roll 4d100 for Defense, Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)

>C. Try to play the "Ranged" Game a little bit and move in and out of her possible attack range, building up "Bars" of Ki and stalling to see if you REALLY wnat to end this fight or not... (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Evasion, Defense & Attack Damage)

>D. End this Dream and Wake Up as Katja on 5/21, battling a pretty big hangover and wondering if you could call up Seth and The Agents for a private session before your date that night?.

>Pause Updates

Thanks to all that participated today! As always, if this thread survives the night, Updates will officially resume at around 8 AM PST, 11 AM EST. If not, a new thread will start up at Noon PST, 3 PM EST.

Eitherway, G'night y'all. The Voting Field's open until the Updates Begin!
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Rolled 40, 30, 78, 85 = 233

>>30793430
>C. Try to play the "Ranged" Game a little bit and move in and out of her possible attack range, building up "Bars" of Ki and stalling to see if you REALLY wnat to end this fight or not... (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Evasion, Defense & Attack Damage)
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Rolled 2, 3, 33, 72 = 110

>>30793430
>>B. Lay back and let this crazy chick come to you, defending her attacks as best as you can and looking for holes to pick through her offense to exploit (Roll 4d100 for Defense, Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)
...really? We stopped in the middle of a fight to talk to the fake us that attacked us.
There are limits to diplomancing, guys.
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Rolled 4, 52, 95, 59 = 210

>>30793430
>B. Lay back and let this crazy chick come to you, defending her attacks as best as you can and looking for holes to pick through her offense to exploit (Roll 4d100 for Defense, Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)
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Rolled 51, 16, 37, 48 = 152

>>30793430

>C.

Anyone else think that "Not-Katja" seems to be a Rule 63'd K-Dash with electricity inztead of flames?
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Sorry for the silence Anons & Tiger; Over-slept a little this morning...

>>30795054
>>30795056
>>30796573
>>30796812

And it looks like we've got a TIE... Next vote between B or C breaks it.
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Rolled 77, 39, 16, 86 = 218

>>30796918

>B. Lay back and let this crazy chick come to you, defending her attacks as best as you can and looking for holes to pick through her offense to exploit (Roll 4d100 for Defense, Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)

Time to bait and countrr while building meter...
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Had connection issuse; Appologies for the delays...

>>30797449
>>30796573
>>30795056
>>30795054

>Updates officially resume

>You're still in control of Katja Hartkern's psyche

You briefly consider walking away from all of this and leaving your doppelganger be, but the look in her eyes as she tried to sweep-kick you suggested that she wasn't going to back down from this fight anytime soon... Fortunately, you manage to hop back and dodge the sweep attempt and start to defend against "Not-You's" attacks, some of them looking pretty sloppy inspite of their strength as you ask "C'mon, not even a pet name to call you by?" while you block a series of wild-looking kicks, feeling no restraint from her attacks at all but not being quite fast enough to try and counter her.

"OK, call me "Katherine the Bitchslayer" she yells as she tries to rush in, but backs up a little and throws a pair of sunglasses out of her cleavage at you... You hold up your guard a little longer despite fighting a strong temptation to seize the opening and try to attack her, which thakfully get proven as she lunges forward with an odd-looking double-fisted punch....

Her recovery on this attack is rather tardy though as you blast her with a Raijin Lightning Rush, knocking her down HARD onto the sidewalk... As you watch "Katherine" slowly get up off the ground, you start to ponder what'll happen if you actually KO this woman, your eyes widening a little as you flash back to that grassy hilltop under the full moon and what that one guy had spoken to you about.

===

Your Health: 80%

>Katherine's Health: 49%

>Your Ki; 68%, No Bars

>Katherine's Ki: 3%, No Bars

===
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>>30798340

>A. Build "Meter" with a short combination of attacks, then try to end this fight with a Ryuuko Ranbuu (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Evasion, Attack Damage and Luck that you'll build enough meter to pull of the Ranbuu; Uses 1 Bar of Ki)

>B. Set up another "50/50" game with "Katherine", going for a secondary throw you want to try to keep applying offensive pressure to her and see how the fight goes from there... (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)

>C. Move in and out of her range, using spacing and correct application of your attacks to keep her at an arm or leg's length away from you as you concoct a different plan of action (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Evasion & Attack Damage)

>D. Stick with the current plan of action and blok whatever this "Bitchslayer" throws out at you; It seems as though her normal punches and kicks are fairly weak, but her special moves do some SERIOUS damage... (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Evasion & Attack Damage)

>E. Call this fight off and try to explain that you don't mean this woman any harm; If anything, you want to know exactly WHY she holds so much resentment and hostility towards you... (IE Diplomacy again...) (Roll 2d100 for Diplomacy and the Strength of your Persuation to get Katherine to talk)

>F. End this Dream and Wake Up as Katja on 5/21, battling a pretty big hangover and wondering if you could call up Seth and The Agents for a private session before your date that night? (Also drilling them about what the names "NESTS" and "Zoan" mean would be good too...)
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Rolled 26, 31, 96, 97 = 250

>>30798434
>D. Stick with the current plan of action and blok whatever this "Bitchslayer" throws out at you; It seems as though her normal punches and kicks are fairly weak, but her special moves do some SERIOUS damage... (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Evasion & Attack Damage)

It may not be flashy, but it seems to be working...
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Rolled 8, 36, 73, 55 = 172

>>30798434
>>C. Move in and out of her range, using spacing and correct application of your attacks to keep her at an arm or leg's length away from you as you concoct a different plan of action (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Evasion & Attack Damage)

A good mixed strategy might be smart until we see an opening.
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Rolled 49, 5 = 54

>>30798434

>E. Call this fight off and try to explain that you don't mean this woman any harm; If anything, you want to know exactly WHY she holds so much resentment and hostility towards you... (IE Diplomacy again...) (Roll 2d100 for Diplomacy and the Strength of your Persuation to get Katherine to talk)

We're going to die if we KO "Katherine", won't we...?
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Rolled 5, 88, 7, 68 = 168

>>30798434

>C.

The Street Fighting Man speaks the truth.
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Rolled 98, 25, 75, 38 = 236

>>30798434

>C. Move in and out of her range, using spacing and correct application of your attacks to keep her at an arm or leg's length away from you as you concoct a different plan of action (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Evasion & Attack Damage)
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>MFW Street Fighting Man is participating in one of my hum-drum sessions

>>30798670
>>30798582
>>30798792

You briefly consider trying to talk "Katherine" down or hold your ground and defend as many attacks as you can, as it seems to be working... However, you try a different approach after an overhand right from her nearly broke your guard, hopping back and hitting her head with a Sanding Hard Kick, then using the momentum of your body pivoting to switch legs and hit her with your left leg, remeniscent of the Tae Kwon Do that Kim Kapwhan would do...

However, the second kick doesn't stun your opponet as long as you thought it would and she tackles your other leg, knocking you down to the ground and almost getting you into a full "Mount" position as you try to defend against her piton-like punches, electricity flaring from each and every hit.

Using quick thinking and your natural speed advantage over her, you go for a kick to her groin and though she moves around on top of you to try and avoid it, she has to break the mount and allows you to get back onto your feet, yourarms locked in with hers as Katherine knees you in the stomach to break the hold...

Curiously, "Katherine" flies up and over you as you Ukemi out of the hit and block the follow-up strike (A rather unrefined kick that looks as though Katherine's kicking dust up into your face) as you dig deep into your body and pull out a "Ryuuko Ranbuu" DM, timing it perfectly and all-but blasting her out of her blood-stained leathers as she tumbles on the ground, blood soaking your gloves as you start to feel her pain on your own body, dropping down onto one knee and trying to

===

>Your Health: 58% (But feels like 23% or so)

>Katherine's Health: 19%

>Your Ki: 1%, No Bars

>Katherine's Ki: 79%, No Bars

===
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>>30799207

>A. Pause for a bit and check your injuries, eyeing "Katherine" to see if she's going to get up and try to fight you again... (Roll 1d100 for a Perception Check)

>B. Force yourself to get up and head over to Katherine's body, doing ground-based attacks like sweeps, "Ankle-Biter" punches and short Kicks until she's KO'ed for good (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Defense & Attack Damage)

>C. Stand up and ask her "You still breathin'?", THEN try to get Katherine to open up about why she attacked you and what she meant about "Number 93? aybe 94?" (Even though you've got a pretty good idea asto what that could be alluding to...) (Roll 1d100 for Diplomacy)

>D. Pass out and hope that you Wake Up on 5/21/XX; You've had enough of your dreams tonight...

Gotta Commute after this; Voting Polls are up until I can get a safe, reliable connection.
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>>30799386

And after Lunch, because food is fairly important too.

>Captcha: Katherine ssoryetr

... /tg/ KNOWS.
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Rolled 29

>>30799386
C. The rabbit hole is RIGHT THERE.

Also, hey SFM.
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Rolled 89

>>30799386
>C. Stand up and ask her "You still breathin'?", THEN try to get Katherine to open up about why she attacked you and what she meant about "Number 93? aybe 94?" (Even though you've got a pretty good idea asto what that could be alluding to...) (Roll 1d100 for Diplomacy)
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Would this make Katja an anti-anti-K'?
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>>30800655

Kind of? Though she's about as close K' as he is to Kyo Kusanagi... Also, update's on the way...
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Rolled 59

>>30799207

I participate when I can, but I don't like turning my name on.

>>30800092

Hey you.

>>30799386

C.
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>>30801122

I hold you in fair admiration, mainly because your original Street Fighter Quest inspired me to take a crack at QM'ing myself...

>>30800092
>>30800148

>New Thread Theme: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RScZrvTebeA

You take a few heavy breaths before you slowly stagger yourself up, feeling OK-Enough to keep on fighting if you have to as you yell "Oi! You still breathin'?!"

You listen for a reply and only hear a cough or two, then watch her roll over onto her stomach slowly push herself up off the ground, her arms trembling and her chest basically laid bare.

You stand up and do a few stretches, feeling a LOT better as you slowly walk over to "Katherine", keeping a fair distance away from her just in case she tries to get up and fight you... Though you rush to her aid and help prop her upright when she struggles to hold onto her "Push-up" pose.

"Easy now... I don't want any trouble" you tell her, helping her sit up as she feebly pops her chest back into her bodysuit.

"Why're you helping me?" she asks you, her voice sounding like a MUCH more feminine version of yours with an easier-on-the ears accent.

"Maybe I didn't get the memo on why I should fight you, I'dunno..." you reply as you squat down near her and eye her up, then ask "Speakin' o'which, I wouldn't mind if ya' filled me in before I decide to turn your lights off..."

"Katherine" takes a look at you and sighs, mumbling something about you being "One of THOSE types" before explaining "Well, what can I say? I'm you, you're me... We're technically sisters, but this is the first time I've come across you nd all..."

"Kay, who created me? Why?" you reply, pushing her for information as you think back to those rows upon rows of "Not-You's" with the logo on each one reading "NESTS"...

"Do you REALLY want to know?" she asks, mindful that you might not like what she's about to tell you...
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>>30801573

You look at her with a smirk and crack your knuckles, partly replying through your wordless gesture as she sighs, then admits "Well, I worked for an agency called "NESTS" and they..." she pauses, shaking her head at how ridiculous her story might sound, but looking at you all the same and says "They made genetically perfect replicas of me, right down to the DNA strands and tried to infuse them with the powers of the elements. As far as I know, 94 were made and I've personally killed about 30, maybe 35 with my bare hands..."

You feel a lump in your throat and a part of the scenery starts to twist and turn, warping your consciousness for a second before you shake it off and everything snaps back to "Normal", Katherine laying back down as she heaves a little, unzipping her suit again as she tries to get more freedom of movement in her chest...

"You're different though. You don't have that... That edge the others did; I could feel that you were holding back the whole fight, that there's something inside of you that wanted to just..."

You hold onto Katherine like she was your fallen lover and tell her "It's OK; I'm used to 'earin' bad news...", trying to comfort her in spite of your dark choice of words as you ask "D'you know how many are left?"

"... Two. You, and a girl that's just like you that lives a quiet life out in Oregon..." "Katherine" replies as she coughs up some blood.

"Got a name for me?" you ask, your curiousity piqued as a sense of dread rises up in your stomach and a tightness grips your heart, your body not really taking this well as your mind seems to be...

"... She wouldn't tell her name, but she's Asian..." Katherine replies as you grab your cellphone and call up 911, calling for an ambulance and asking her "What street is this?"

She replies not through words, but moves up to kiss you instead. Strangely, you don't try to stop her and lock lips with a sexier version of yourself as the world around you starts to twist and disort...
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>>30802058

>A. Keep going down this rabbit hole of a dreamand see where it takes you.

>B. Close your eyes and pray that you'll wake up on 5/21/XX; You've had enough of your dreams tonight...

>C. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" vote to determine which character to gain control of in a possible side-story)
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>>30802079

>A. Keep going down this rabbit hole of a dreamand see where it takes you.

THERE ARE NO BRAKES ON THIS CRAZY TRAIN!
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>>30802079

>B. Close your eyes and pray that you'll wake up on 5/21/XX; You've had enough of your dreams tonight

Yeah, I think we're done.
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>>30802079

>Wake up

Gotta face reality sometime.
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>>30802079


>B. Close your eyes and pray that you'll wake up on 5/21/XX; You've had enough of your dreams tonight...

Let's wake up and reflect on what the FUCK we just went through.
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>>30802868
>>30803005
>>30803207

You don't know quite to know what to think as you keep kissing basically yourself, everything seemingly turning into a singularity as you don't feel your eyes open; Instead, your vision sort of just returns to you as you wake up in your bed, not knowing what time it is and not really caring right now as you just listen to the sound of the air conditioning kick on, idly wonder what time it is and why don't seem to have a hangover...

>A. Get up, do some stretches and check your phone after you're done; While you don't have anything really planned for the moment, you DO recall that you're meeting up with Seth & The Agents before your "Date" tonight... (Roll 1d100 for Dexterity...)

>B. Lay in bed for a few minutes, thinking through what you saw in your dream and why it felt almost real-enough to you... (Roll 1d100 for a Perception Check)

>C. Time-Skip to later that evening after you sober-up and meet with Seth and The Agents, going through a Mission Brief before you call up Jean-Claude Gabriel...

>D. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" vote to determine which character to gain control of in a possible side-story)
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>>30803716

>D. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" vote to determine which character to gain control of in a possible side-story)

Jean-Claude Gabriel, becauase of shenanigans.
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Rolled 80

>>30803716
>>B. Lay in bed for a few minutes, thinking through what you saw in your dream and why it felt almost real-enough to you... (Roll 1d100 for a Perception Check)
...every time we come out of these dreams, I... well, pic related
We need to get a notepad or something if we have time later today. I'm starting to think we should've been writing this stuff down.
Though we probably shouldn't go too deep on the introspection. That way lies the wall of crazy, and that never looks good.
Regardless of how useful they generally turn out to be.
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Rolled 58

>>30803716

>B.

Grab a pen and a pad, write this shit out and turn that into a book that'll get you Stephen King money.
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Rolled 90

>>30803716

>B. Lay in bed for a few minutes, thinking through what you saw in your dream and why it felt almost real-enough to you... (Roll 1d100 for a Perception Check)
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Rolled 80

>>30803716
B
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>>30804136
>>30804564
>>30804816
>Two 80s and a 90
Gotta count for something, right?
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>>30805180

It will; I just had to clear up and halfway pack-up my gear...

>>30804136
>>30804304
>>30804564
>>30804816

>Days until the start of "The Infinite Match": 9

>Date: Monday, May 21st

>Time of Day: ???

You look around for your phone and check your messages, one of them from Tsuyako Horikawa telling you that your bike's in the parking lot downstairs, another from David Wessel Jr. explaining that your parts are in stock and ready to be fitted to your bike whenever you want to arrange for an appointment at his shop...

You consider taking care of that today just because you aren't going to be really using your bike, but decide to put it off and think over what your mind had tried to possibly tell you over the last few days through your dreams... Unusually, you can reccollect a lot of what happened last night, especially the part when you had made out with an eerily similar-looking you and the "94 Clones" bit...

Not content to just reminicse and disect what the imagery was meant to symbolize, you slowly get up out of bed and look around for your Lap-Top, eventually finding it after about 15 Minutes of searching and start it up.

The first thing you note is that it's nearly 12:15 PM, though you only have to call Seth at around "14:30" hours, which you figure to be around 2:30 PM...

Thus, you spend an hour or so just typing up your experiences, thinking about EVERYTHING you could recall from your various dreams, little bits and pieces of dialogue coming back to you over time as you piece your way back to even the very first dream you had with the lightning... Halfway through typing it out, you idly wonder if this could be made into a novel or something, but think nothing more of it as you finish up at around 1:30 PM, wondering if it's time to call up Seth... But then remember that you really didn't have any firm plans with your "Date", Jean-Claude Gabriel and that might be a good idea to check in with him first.
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>>30805505

>A. Call up your "Big Bossman" and ask him where to meet up for your mission...

>B. Grudgingly call Jean-Claude Gabriel and firm up your date plans before you do anything else today; He might creep you out a bit, but you NEED to make a firm plan with him tonight or else your plans with Seth and the Agents are all for nothing...

>C. Put off calling anyone and do some stretches; You want to get limber today to fight off the sinking suspicion that you might have to fight somebody later tonight... (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Dexterity & Strength)

>D. Take a Shower before you firm up any real plans; You REAK for some reason... (This Vote can be combined with any of the previous options)
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>>30805590
D, then C.

Then, get on a call with Seth and tell him we're about to call Jean-Claude to confirm the details of the date tonight. While Seth sits patiently on his line, call Jean to confirm the date, making sure to run the details past Seth as they come up.
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Rolled 62, 48, 63 = 173

>>30805590
>>C. Put off calling anyone and do some stretches; You want to get limber today to fight off the sinking suspicion that you might have to fight somebody later tonight... (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Dexterity & Strength)
then
>>D. Take a Shower before you firm up any real plans; You REAK for some reason... (This Vote can be combined with any of the previous options)
...must not try to do all of the things.
Morning stretches matter, dammit. Get them out of the way first.
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Rolled 59, 87, 90 = 236

>>30805783
Of all the things I forget, it's the roll.
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>>30805806
>>30805810

You think things through and feel that though you've got a lot of stuff to take care of and not a whole lot of time to do it, you do your "Warm-Up" stretches, your body surprisingly limber and flexible as you barrell through the entire routine within 20 Minutes, a personal best that left you wanting more... Though you hold that thought and go to take a long, hot shower after smelling yourself and recognising that weren't going ANYWHERE with one.

After drying off, you put on the best-looking Bra & Panties you have (A pair of Red, rather lacey "Nothings" that make you think of Mai Shiranui for some reason) and sigh, knowing that you're going to have to call up Jean-Claude Gabriel before firming up any other plans today...

You reluctantly dial his number from your call log and prepare to put on a fake sense of happiness, your nerves getting the better of you and butterflies starting to unsettle your stomach as you pray that you don't have to vomit NOW, of all times... After a few rings, you hear him pick up the phone and ask "Yes? Who is this?" in a serious tone of voice.

You figure that he's probably in a meeting or something as you reply "It's Katja Hartkern Mate; Just wanted to check in about tonight..." in the sultriest voice you can fake, though it sounds more like a growl than anything else.

"Ah... That's right; it was going to be tonight, wasn't it?" he replies, seemingly receptive to your tone of voice. He pauses, probably stalling for a bit of time or something as he asks "When can you be free to go out tonight?"

"Oh, I'm in-between jobs right now, so whenever you can get some free time" you reply, trying to tease him as you add "You busy right now though? I can call back if you need me to..."

"No, it's OK... I'll be open at around 6 tonight; I've got to get in-touch with a few of my external investors and get reservations at this one place I like..." He pauses, then asks "You aren't allergic to fish, or crab/lobster meat are you?"
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>>30806638
I'd imagine Katja might have a cast-iron stomach if we didn't have to make all those rolls earlier in the quest just to see if we can STOMACH FOOD.
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>>30806881

I regret doing those and every other bullshit thing I put players through... And yet, I know that I'll probably never live it down... All I can say is that I'm always learning and hopefully making my next session better than my last.

>>30806638

"Not at all! I haven't had decent crab or lobster in a dog's age" you truthfully reply, your appetite getting the better of you a little as your stomach refuses to really settle, though it's quiet discontent hopefully isn't loud enough for him to hear...

"Splendid! Do you have a dress? Or should we look go out and look for one before dinner?" he asks, almost feeling him lecherously look at you inspite of the fact that your on your phone and that you're pretty sure that you didn't make this a video chat or something...

"Nah, I'll surprise ya" you tell him, then ask "So... Should I meet up with you somewhere? Or head to your offices?"

"I could meet up with you if you wish, but I wouldn't mind if you had arrived at my offices out near the bay..." Jean replies, then tells you the adress and directions you need to get to the Formerly-Geese Tower that makes up the North American Headquarters of "The Paragon Group".

"I'll see you at around 6-6:30 then, 'Kay?" you ask, putting on a pair of socks and some jeans, debating whether you should dress up in that King-Like formal suit or not...

"I'm looking forward to it... Au Revoir" Jean almost cheesily says before he hangs up.

You breath a HUGE sigh of relief at that, then double check just to make sure that you REALLY didn't make that last call a video-chat... Breathing easy as you find that your phone can't do something like that, you immediately call up Seth as you put on a Grey Sleeved T-Shirt that you had bought a few days ago and stat to scent yourself with a few perfumes and deoderants you like, if anything to calm your nerves down.

"Austrailian Connection, I presume?" Seth asks, probably kidding you on how you had talked to him yesterday...
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>>30807015

"Yeah, I just got off the phone with our stool pigeon; I'm set to show up at the offices of "The Paragon Group" by 6:30 Tonight. Sound good to you?"

"Sure thing Outback; Meet up in about an hour at the following address and we'll brief you on what we want you to go through" Seth replies, then starts to tell yoou the directions you need to get to his secret office.

After a few minutes, you get your boots and gloves on, putting on your Black Leather Jacket and grabbing your wallet and helmet as he concludes by asking "Any questions?"

"Er, just whether or not you guys have a tailor or dress-maker; From how he made it sound, I'm goin' out to som 4-Star Seafood place or somethin'..." you reply, just about ready to walk out the door and munching on an apple to try and get something down your stomach.

"Not really, but we can give you a fitting, measure you up and ask our special clothing guy to make something up for you" Seth replies, basically saying "Yes" to your query.

"Kay, I'm on my way and should be there ASAP" you reply, walking to the elevator and waiting for Seth to hang up on you before you stash your phone away. after a minute or two, you step out into the "The Imperial's" lobby, telling the guy behind the head desk to hold any calls that might be for you.

From there, you head down to the parking lot and look for your bike, finding it in the North lot near the front entrance. You fire it up, slip on your helmet and ride off, navigating through the parking lot to find an exit and join the flow of traffic... However, you feel your stomach start to rumble a little bit more now that your out on the streets, wondering if you could make a quick stop to put something into your stomach before meeting up with Seth.

>A. Get a quick bite to eat before meeting up with Seth; It's not like he'd know if you get there fast enough, right?

>B. Ride on to the wherever you're supposed to go; You could probably get some take-out like last time if you ask nicely.
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>>30807265
>>B. Ride on to the wherever you're supposed to go; You could probably get some take-out like last time if you ask nicely.
We said we were on the way - we're on the way.
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>>30807265
>B. Ride on to the wherever you're supposed to go; You could probably get some take-out like last time if you ask nicely.
Be courteous.

You're too hard on yourself. At least you admit it and are willing to improve.
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>>30807746

I feel that it's easier for me to be my hashest critic rather than my biggest fan-boy; Take that as you will... I also had to commute home; Appologies for the delay.

>>30807337

You ignore your hunger and go on a rather complicated route through the city, heading in and out of several abandoned residential districts and project housing blocks before you arrive at the last point on your route, making a left onto an expressway and riding it for a few minutes until a Black Sedan cuts out in front of you, recognising it from Seth's instructions as one that you should follow (The key being it's unique license plate).

you follow it for a few more miles before you head off of the highway you were on and into an old industrial complex on the northern part of the city, struggling to keep the sedan in sight before it stops in front of a seemingly-abandoned brick building, "Probably a Wareouse" you think to yourself as you keep the bike idling before you kick up the stand and turn the engine off.

You hop off the bike and wait for the doors on the unmarked black sedan to open, wondering if you had followed the right car or not as your stomach rumbles some more... Eventually, Seth gets out and greets you, asking "You can put your ride and gear inside; It's a storage house we use for our civillian cover-cars."

You nod, then drop the stand and wheel the bike inside the garage-like front door, putting your helmet up on the saddle as you run a hand through your hair, then ask "Hey, when we get back to base d'you mind if I order some food? I'm STARVIN' right now..."

"No problem. Now let's get moving alright?" Seth asks and you oblige, following him out to the car as you hop into the back seat, the door already open for you.

You buckle up and look at the guy up near the front seat with Seth, eying him suspiciously but relaxing as Seth explains "This is Agent Calloway; He's our surveilance expert that'll help you get bugged properly for tonight."
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"Harshest" sorry... I also should't have used ";" where I did and restructured the sentence wholesale but whatever.

>>30808471

You nod at him, noting that he's an older man with sandy blonde hair and a handlebar mustache, looking a bit like the kind of guy you could envision on a ranch out in the middle of West Texas or back home in Austrailia as you feel as though you're getting pinned to your seat as Seth hustles this barge of a Sedan through the back alleys of South Town, thankful that your seat is an actual "Seat" rather than a "Bench-Seats" most sedans you've riden in have.

"We'll get you into wardrobe after the mission debrief, then go over a few checks and double-checks to make sure everything's in working order" Calloway tells you, your suspicions proving right as he has a slight drawl to his voice as you feel your stomach flip upside-down and back again, a queasy feeling starting to creep up into your thoat...

"Er, could you slow down a bit mate? Yer' makin' me feel a bit sick n'all" you reply, your body jostling back-and-forth as you try to handle the G-Forces pressing against you.

Seth complies and slows down a little, admiting "Sorry about that; I thought somebody was tailing us, but I think it was just a Fast & Furious looking for something to do."

"Hell, how couldn't he be? Boy was drivin' a flippin' piece of rice that lit up like a strip joint underneath" Calloway replies to Seth as you start to breath slowly and deeply, doing everything in your power to concentrate on NOT throwing up in this car...

Fortunately, the ride seems to stop before you know it as Seth tells you "You OK back there? You can open the door now to get some air..."

You immediately unbuckle your seatbelt and getting out of the car, taking a few more deep breaths that come across as dry heaves more than anything as Agent Calloway ribs Seth a little, overhearing him say "Sure she's up to this? If that rung her bells who's to say field work'll be peachy?"
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>>30808871

You stand up and turn around, truthfully telling Seth and Calloway "Nah, I'll be alright; I just stayed out a little bit too late last night."

"If you say so" Seth replies as Agent Calloway rolls his eyes, then mutters something about leaving you into Seth's hands before going off to what youo assume to be this building's tech-lab.

"... Sorry about Calloway; He's not too kind to 'Part-Timers" like yourself" Seth tells you as you walk with him through the parking lot and into the building itself.

"I understand; He doesn't know me or trust me... Prolly thinks I'll just wreck one of his gadgets trying to get the bloody thing to work".

"He's like that about EVERYBODY when it comes to handling his equipment though; I swear, if he didn't know the codes backwards and forwards he would be pushing a desk job somewhere..." Seth admits as he leads you into a small room, Vanessa & Ramon inside waiting for the two of you.

"You feeling alright honey? You don't look so hot" Ramon muses, though Vanessa shakes her head as she grabs some measuring tape that tailors use, Seth gathering up some notes and declaring "Alright! Close up the doors and lock the windows, because this is how operation "Thor's Bride" is going down!"

Ramon offers to lock the door and Vanessa closes the blinds in the windows the small office room has as you feel your nerves start to get to you, Seth asking you "Before I start this brief, do you have any questions?"

>A. Ask if you could use the restrooms before you begin, then go through the meeting blow-for-blow and get a first-hand account of how to act, what to say and how to say it as Seth briefs you into being an honest-to-god "Agent" for tonight.

>B. Time-Skip to 6:30 PM as you begin this nightmare of a trainwreck "Date" with Jean-Claude Gabriel.

>C. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" vote to determine which character to gain control of in a possible side-story)
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>>A. Ask if you could use the restrooms before you begin, then go through the meeting blow-for-blow and get a first-hand account of how to act, what to say and how to say it as Seth briefs you into being an honest-to-god "Agent" for tonight.
Operation "Thor's Bride"?
...
...shit. I really, really hope this goes better than our last encounter with a 'god of thunder'.
Raiden had bullshit tier defense.

...ah, I should probably relax. It's probably just called that because of us, with our electric ki and all.
Yep.
Nothing to do with our horrendously amoral sociopathic egomaniacal puppeteer chessmaster of a date at all.
Nope.
Okay! Cheer up everyone, this'll be a breeze.
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>>30808871
Brief, not debrief. Brief is before, debrief is after.
This is the second time I've gone over this.
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>>30809128
>A. Ask if you could use the restrooms before you begin, then go through the meeting blow-for-blow and get a first-hand account of how to act, what to say and how to say it as Seth briefs you into being an honest-to-god "Agent" for tonight.
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>>30809128

>B.

Let the shenaigans begin!
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>>30809752

*Shenanigans*, sorry...
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>>30809128

>A. Ask if you could use the restrooms before you begin, then go through the meeting blow-for-blow and get a first-hand account of how to act, what to say and how to say it as Seth briefs you into being an honest-to-god "Agent" for tonight.

It's GO TIME.
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>Pic Related

>>30809664
>>30809717
>>30809909

"Uh, yeah... Where's the bathroom Sir?" you reply, trying to hide a belch that doesnn't sound to good as Seth nods, Ramon trying to hide a snicker at your seemingly fragile nerves.

"Down the hall, take to rights and a left" he replies as you nod, the quickly exit the office room, undoing Ramon's locks on the door and putting whatever's upsetting your stomach out of sight and mind as you race down the hall to the restrooms.

Finding the ladies room quite easily, you spend the next ten minutes or so puking up whatever you had last night and cleaning yourself up afterwards, the nerves and tension still thick in the air for you as you wonder "Why'm I so bloody nervous? The fact that this guy's out to kill me, or that I'm actually going out with a guy?"

You pause at that question, not really thinking of an answer that springs to mind as you try to calm yourself down, splashing water in your face to try and psyche yourself up for this as a mantra pops into your head: 'Think casual, act casual and It'll all fall into place."

You look at yourself in the mirror, eyeing your face in particular and fighting every single urge to break the mirror with a punch, one of your bad habits from when you were younger still flaring up in times of stress every now and then... Still, you keep looking at yourself, the scar on your cheek, the shape and width of your jawline and how it frames your THICK neck muscles and ponder "Who'd ever want to date someone like me?", knowing fully well that you're getting worked up over the fact that this "Date" isn't really one at all...

You think about the ideal partner you'd want, starting with girls first and feeling your nether rehions starting to tingle, then transitioning to men and really getting into "The Mood" as a genuine smile breaks out onto your face. You stare back yourself making that smile and think "THAT'S what I've got to do tonight"...
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>>30810279

Holding that thought, you walk out of the bathroom and head back o Seth's office, knocking on the door before you ask to head inside.

"That was quite a wait... You sure that you're feeling alright Outback?" Seth asks, not entirely accusative since he had a sinking suspicion that his driving earlier might've caused this to happen.

"I'm OK now, really... But some Chinese would be fantastic right now" you tell him as you close the door behind youand lock it, sitting own onto a chair in the center of the

"OK, let's start the briefing then..." Seth

"I actually had one more question Sir."

"OK, shoot."

"Why's the mission called "Thor's Bride"?" you ask, not wanting to step on anyone's toes over this and mindful of the gap between hos rank and your possible one.

"Well, if you must know we heard about your electricity powers and that was the best one we could come up with" Seth concedes.

"Besides that, we have a habit of naming certain missions after mythological figures for filinig purposes" Vanessa chips in, standing at attention as Seth clears his throat, you, Vanessa and Ramon looking at him as he prepares to speak.

"OK, let's ACTUALLY start this briefing on-time for a change..." Seth then begins the explanation: "Over the last year or so, our agency has been dutifully tracking the business dealings of one Jean-Claude Gabriel and his so-called "Paragon Group", specifically Arms Dealing and Private Protection services through Stonewater LLC & Greystone Ltd., respectfully. However, he has ALSO seemed to have dabbled in many of our agency's previous cases, dealing in some way or another with everyone from Ron, the traitor to the Hizouku Clan and his search for the so-called "Dragon Power" to the NESTS Syndicate; This is where we come in to try and get to the bottom of this."

You bristle at the name "NESTS", but try to hide it as Seth asks "Any Questions before we begin to go through the mission itself?"
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>>30810817
Elaborate on NESTS itself.
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>>30810817

>Seth says, though you stop him with a raised hand.

Fixed.

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>A. Ask him about what the agency knows about the NESTS; This might be your only shot to find out who they were/are and what they've done (Though you should keep the wole "I saw them IN A DREAM" shit to yourself unless asked)

>B. Ask about this "Ro" fellow and what the Hizouku Clan is; You feel like Shen Woo or Kazunori Kazahaya would know of them (And no, it's not because both of those guys are Chinese)...

>C. Make a crack about why you still had to ride to this building in the backseat of a hire-car with tinted-out windows so you couldn't see where your location was...

>D. Ask him "Why's this Brief going by so fast?" and see what he says.

>E. Say nothing and continue to the play-by-play of "Operation: Thor's Bride"; You want to know EXACTLY how it should play out, if only to give you a guideline to stick to in case shit gets WEIRD tonight.
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>>30811031
>>A. Ask him about what the agency knows about the NESTS; This might be your only shot to find out who they were/are and what they've done (Though you should keep the wole "I saw them IN A DREAM" shit to yourself unless asked)
...here we go. Buckle up, gentlemen. This could get dicey.
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I'll count that as a Vote for Option A in >>30811031, mainly as I didn't get the voting field up before you could respond...
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>>30811029
>>30811107

"What's this "NESTS" thingie you're talkin' about?" you ask, preparing yourself for

Seth looks at you, then to Vanessa (who you catch nodding to him out of the corner of your right eye) and sighs, explaing "Well, the "Cliff-Notes" Version of that answer is that they were a world-wide syndicate with designs for world domination; They had a BIG influence of financial markets at the dawn of the Millenium and allegedly were the source of the infamous "Y2K Crash" on the New York Stock exchange when they collapsed due to internal politicking."

You nod at that, slowly digesting the information "And the full version?"

"Classified" he replies, though Ramon

"Come ON man! That shit's so old it's almost up for declassification, right? Besides, you'd have to be living under a rock not to know about some of the crazy shit they pulled off..."

You watch Seth glare at him for a moment, though Vanessa backs him up by quickly adding "Considering that the Intel we have on The NESTS suggests that many of their finacial advisors and marketeers splintered off into what's now known as The Paragon Group, I think it would be for the best for our hire here to get at least SOME detailed background on what we're up against here..."

Seth sighs, ceding "fiar points from both of you? I think they're putting something in the water dispencers..." before turning to you and asking "WHY do you really want to know about theses clowns?"

You take a long pause at his question, trying not to go into the whole "I HAD A VISION!" kind of rant, but politely reply "Because it has to do with my father."

Seth looks at you quizically, then asks "OK... What about him? What's up?"

"Well..." you close your eyes, trying to think back and retrace your steps on this as you explain "you said that this syndicate, The NESTS, have been gone since the year 2000?"

"Well, 2001 is when they ceased almost all of their opperations, but yeah... Why?" Seth replies, pressing you for a hard answer.
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>Preparing yourself for the worst.

Fixed.

>>30811377

You keep your eyes closed for a few more moments as you tell him "Because my father dissapeared just after my 16th Birthday, a day before the city we currently stand in got partially destrowed by an Orbiting Laser Canon", opening your eyes as you add "And I don't think it's a JUST a coincidence, either. He was an Athropologist who had been tasked to chart Human Evolution over the various tribes of West Indies, Australia & New Zealand and how they had stacked up to this chart that had been made for him in advance."

Everyone in the room goes silent at your explanation, yet another sinking feeling filling you up with dread as Seth breaks the silence. "... Fair enough. But the info we're going to share doesn't leave this room, understood?"

You nod at that, ready to face the past of what your father might've been tied into as you watch Seth take a seat on his desk, looking a bit like an older teacher trying to act "Hip' and "Cool" for a class of students as he begins to explain what his agency knows about The NESTS:

"OK, well, as far as we can go, NESTS had been around for at least one full century, though they didn't really start to flex their muscle until the 1940's after WWII ended, just after the Geneva Convention had been establish."

"From recent reports, we're heading towards a scenario where NESTS were actually trying to prepare the world for some kind of cataclysmic event from outerspace that they felt was going to happen and focused on advancing humanity through technological and scientific means" Seth adds, Vanessa grabbing a chair to sit down next to him.

"From what our sources say, the whole "Science Fiction" Boom of the 1950's and the eventual popularity of that genre as we know it today was all part of The NESTS propoganda to drum up support for it's plans" Vanessa explains, sounding scarcely believable to your ears, though you shrug it away all the same...
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>>30811684

"Now, sometime during the Vietnam War, NESTS turned violent and became the Syndicate that most of us and South Town can remember" Seth tells you.

"Seems like they stopped focusing on trying to get people to like their cool new toys and tried to take over the world with them instead" Ramon chipps in, adding a little bit of insight.

"Did they try anything like genetic engineering or cloning?" you ask, trying to lead the discussion to the dream that you had two nights ago...

Seth nods, sighing as he admits "Yeah.. They had thought that if they could gather up the strongest, most powerful humans on the face of the planet and splice their genetics into everyday people, Humanity would evolve enough to tackle whatever they thought was going to threaten the world."

"The amount of atrocities they committed, no matter how much in good faith, CAN NOT be underestimated or ignored though" Vanessa adds, then explains "They started out with kidnapping people off the street and turning them into guinea pigs, using Kyo Kusanagi as their lynchpin until he fought his way out and escaped..."

"Then they started cloning that poor bstard" Ramon laments, comically adding "And it's bad enough to go a round with just him, you know? The dude's won more King of Fighter's than anybody in history FOR A REASON... But going up against a THOUSAND human flame-throwers, each of them looking like and acting like they're the same little shit that he was?"

"Talk about a real nightmare, huh?" you reply, a weariness to your voice as Seth picks up on it.

"It was a hell of a deal just trying to FIND all of the clones that they made, let alone hunt them down and pump them for information before The Ikari Warriors started killing them all off..." he elaborates, taking a breath before adding "Out of the 10,000 or so that our documents claim that NESTS made, there's probably still a good tenth of them alive somewhere, not counting the other things they ended up making of course..."
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>>30811920

You think back to what Lee Pai long had told you about the rash of Kyo Kusanagi-Wannabes burning themselves to death, but don't mention it as you ask "What other experiments? Real-live monsters, or more ridiculously powerful humans?"

"Pretty much" Vanessa says, then adds "From what I can call just off the top of my head, there's at least 3, maybe up to 5 NESTS relics fighting in this year's KOF alone."

Your eyes widen at that as Seth concludes "Ultimately, NESTS fell short due to politicinking and in-fighting amongst all of the bits and pieces that made them so strong in the first place..."

"Well, that and something that backfired so badly it destroyed their home-away-from home into deep space or something, I'dunno... The whole thing's fucking crazy to me" Ramon says to no one really in particular, more comtent withh voicing his thoughts than trying to start up a conversation.

"Now, are we done playing History Teacher for you? Or do you have something ELSE on your mind?" Seth asks as he gets up off of his desk and gathers his notes once more...

>A. Tell him "Yeah, I'm good. THnks Sir" before going through "Operation: Thor's Bride" step-by-step.

>B. Ask about this "Ron" fellow and what the Hizouku Clan is; You get the feeling that Shen Woo or Kazunori Kazahaya know of them (And it's not because both of those guys are Chinese either)...

>C. Ask if you could order some food, because that was almost draining to get through... Plus, you NEED food in your stomach to keep your brain going right now...

>D. Time-Skip to 6:30 PM as you begin your "Date" with Jean-Claude Gabriel (AKA Operation "Thor's Bride").

>E. Something Else... ("Write-In" Vote)
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>>30812115
>C. Ask if you could order some food, because that was almost draining to get through... Plus, you NEED food in your stomach to keep your brain going right now...
Seth promised food.
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>>30812115

>C. Ask if you could order some food, because that was almost draining to get through... Plus, you NEED food in your stomach to keep your brain going right now...
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Fading fast Anons; This'll probably the last update for today.

>>30812195
>>30812398

You look at Seth and simply ask "Yeah: When's the food getting here sir?"

He looks at you for a moment, then rolls his eyes and mumbles "REAL easy to guess what's on your mind" as he picks up the phone on his desk, asking Ramon & Vanessa if they want anything before placing your order from "The Rising Dragon" down in China Town.

"OK, your food's ETA is 15:45 Hours, with a Ten Minuet margin of error considering how bad the traffic is" Seth concludes, then asks you "So NOW are we ready to go through this Mission?"

You pause for a little bit, then tell him "Yes sir."

Seth straightens out his Tie and clears his throat again, explaining "OK. Now, Operation: Thor's Bride is basically going to go down like this: An undercover opperative"

"Me"

"Yeah you, will be assigned to infiltrate and gain the trust of Jean-Claude Gabriel. Normally, we'd have a more seasoned veteran on this, but most of our best opperatives have already tried to go after this guy and failed, though none of them have died yet..."

You wonder why, not thinking of yourself as being attractive in any way, shape or form as Seth continues explaining "Nonetheless, it's imperrative that you get suited up in a specially-made dress fitted with cameras and external microphones to pick up on as much of your conversation as possible..."

"As far as what to talk about besides a few of our key intel bullet points, it's all up to you, but keep in mind that if you say something REALLY cringe-worthy our staff'll probably imortalize you for eternity" Vanessa matter-of-factly adds, thinking about that one video that went "Viral" around the office of Ramon suplexing some guy at the annual christmas party...

"Right... Is that all Sir?" you ask, waiting for your food to arrive but trying not to exceed Seth's authority or something...
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"... Yes it is. You can hang around until after your meal, but as soon as you're done I want you to go to our custume guy for a fitting and then do some test runs in the tech lab" Seth replies, grabbing his stack of files before he gets up and heads for the door.

"This briefing is officially adjurned; I'll be in my office doing reports for a little bit before we move out at 17:30 hours... If you have any questions, feel free to ask Vanessa & Ramon. Understood?"

"Sir, yes sir!" you enthusiastically reply, though you don't salute him as he smiiks alittle before he leaves you with Ramon & Vanessa for a little bit...

>A. Hit these two veterans up for tips on how to act, what to say and basically what NOT to do; You ARE a rookie at this, after all...

>B. See if Vanessa wants to go a round or two beore your food arives; You're feeling energetic today in spite (Or possibly because) of your nerves...

>C. Ask Ramon if he could have a little "Girl-Talk" with Vanessa, then confide in her that you have no FUCKING clue what to do as far as dating somebody, even if it's not a true date in the end...

>D. Something Else ("Write-In" Vote)

>E. Time-Skip to later that night and begin "Operation: Thor's Bride".

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>Pause Updates

I thank the Anons and Named Posters alike for participating in this session today. As usual, if this thread survives the night Updates will resume at 8 AM PST, 11 AM EST; If not, a New Thread with Updated Stats will begin at around the same time (If needed).

As always, G'night and The Voting Fields are open until Updates Officially Resume!
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>MFW Typos, Typos everywhere

And this is why I don't usually try to post past Midnight...
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>>30812854
>>30812854
>C. Ask Ramon if he could have a little "Girl-Talk" with Vanessa, then confide in her that you have no FUCKING clue what to do as far as dating somebody, even if it's not a true date in the end...
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>>30812854
>C. Ask Ramon if he could have a little "Girl-Talk" with Vanessa, then confide in her that you have no FUCKING clue what to do as far as dating somebody, even if it's not a true date in the end...
Falls under A, as well.
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>>30814824

True, but Option A is more along the lines of general advice, while Option C is more personalized, I guess...

>>30814823

>Days until the start of "The Infinite Match": 9

>Date: Monday, May 21st

>Time of Day: 3:51 PM

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>Updates Officially Resume

>You're still in Direct Control of Katja Hartkern

You crane you neck around the room, hoping that your food will arrive soon to break the sort of awkward silence between you, Vanessa & Ramon.

"Huh... So, do those always go that quickly, or is it just because I'm new?" you jest, trying to break the perceived "Ice" between you and the other two agents in the room.

Vanessa smiles and says "Seems like it... I think he just really wanted to get his paperwork dout of the way before we got down to business tonight."

"Yeah... You do something to him though, because I don't think I've ever seen him smile like that in a briefing" Ramon adds, his arms behind his back as he stretches it a little.

"He's married though isn't he?" You ask, noting the small indent of a ring on one of his bgloved hands.

"Yeah, but that doesn't me he dislikes you" Vanessa replies, then asks "Now, do you actually have any other questions? Because I'd like to do some training with my coach before I go back to my desk..."

You take a few breaths, thinking of the first thing that comes to mind, but not immediately asking it out loud right away; Instead, you reply "Yeah... But it's kind of personal... You mind guy?"

Ramon glances at you, his good eye seemingly knowing what's on your mind as he nods, telling the two of you "I'll be in the weight room I guess" before walking out.

Vanessa puts a hand to her chin, an analytical look on her face as she asks "What's up?"

"Well" you start to say, but pause, your face reddening a little as you blurt out "I haven't really tried to date anyone in a LONG time..."
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>>30816724

"I found that it was like riding a bike when I started dating after... Well, after a long while anyway" Vanessa replies, mindfull of not wanting to bring up her dearly-departed husband so quickly.

"Yeah... But I guess, I'dunno, I'm just nervous is'all; I can't talk for shit and I don't really have any depth at somethin' like this..." you reply, then feel the urge to state "Shit, I've been checking out girls more than guys lately, it seems like..."

Vanessa raises an eyebrow at that, but doesn't say anything out of professionalism and principal, debating about whether to drag Ramon back in here to act as your "Date"...

"I think the biggest thing in the back of my mind is that "This is the guy who's hired people to kill me and make my friend's life a livin' hell... And I'm trying to act friendly around him? Seduce him even?" you point out, your honesy showing a bit as you hear a knock on the door, the smell of food on the other side of it reaching your nostrils and making your mouth water...

"Sounds like you food's here" Vanessa says as she gets up out of her chair and opens the door, an agent in a three-piece suit and a shaved head handing her a small bag full of Take-Out from "The Rising Dragon" before giving her a quick salute and closing the door.

"I can understand how you feel though; I had to go through the same thing when I was just starting out in this too" Vanessa starts to elaborate a little before handing your food over to you. "You just got to think about it like you're acting, then get inside of your target's head and dote him on with what he wants you to be... Usually, most guys'll I've met will melt when you do that, which'll allow you to pump them for information."

"That's ALL?" you sarcastically reply in between bites of your Sweet & Sour Pork. "Really now, if it were all so easy I should've joined up with this shit YEARS ago..."
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>>30817107

"Snark like that'll get you anywhere EXCEPT the front office" Vanessa replies, adding "Now listen: You're damn lucky that my boss wasn't here to listen to you say that, because otherwise you'd be out on the damn street with a bruise on your head the size of a cantaloupe..."

"I was just havin' a giggle mate; No harm no foul n'all that" you reply, adding "I can guess at the kind of insanity you must go through on a daily basis with this gig."

"The usual I guess; Insane dictators with plans for world domination, shapeshifters, and goddamn Mars People" Vanessa replies with a bitter sigh.

Your eyes widen as you ask her "WHAT exactly was that last one again?"

"None of your damn business" she replies, adding "I'm just glad that I didn't take that job with Heidern and get reassigned to the Sparrow Ops Squadron..."

You flash back to the dream you had with the guns and soldiers in the temple, four distinct soldiers you had never met before helping you out along with a couple of people you had only glanced at when you were in that one Military Outlet store... However, you say nothing of it and instead tell her "Sorry for that."

"No problem... Just get your head on straight when the mission starts alright?" Vanessa replies before heading out to the gym, leaving you in the room to yourself...

>A. Finish up your meal and ask for directions to the Tech-Lab; You need to go through and install the surveilance tech before proceding with the mission itself.

>B. Eat up the rest of your meal, then get up and look around for the tailor's office or something, asking for directions if you can.

>C. Time-Skip to later that night as Katja Hartkern and begin "Operation: Thor's Bride" in earnest.

>D. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" vote to determine which character to gain control of in a possible side-story)
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>>30817231
>C. Time-Skip to later that night as Katja Hartkern and begin "Operation: Thor's Bride" in earnest.

I said it last night, I'll say it now: IT'S FUCKING GO TIME!
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>>30817231

>B.

Can't get your cameras on until you pick out something to wear... Right!
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>>30817777

Nice Quads.

>>30817530

Looks like a TIE at the moment, but I'll keep the voting up for a little while longer (10-15 Minutes)...
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>>30817231

>B. Eat up the rest of your meal, then get up and look around for the tailor's office or something, asking for directions if you can.
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>>30817777
>>30818046

That'll do it.

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You quickly finish up your meal, though you try not to gorge yourself before wondering where to go first... You think it over for a little bit, then head out of the office you were in and wander the halls for a little bit, then wait around a water cooler to see if somebody'll show up so you could ask them where the tailor's in this building might be...

You wait around for a few minutes, then get bored and start to do your "Advanced" stretching routine, slowly working yourself up to it after finding that the pants you're wearing seem to be a tad-bit "Stiff"... Fortunately, Ramon walks out of the gym and spots you finishing up your routine, crossing his arms and admiring your flexible, BUFF form.

"Damn... You an athlete? Because my guys in the SWF could use somebody like you..." he says as you turn around and look at him

"Yeah, I heard that from friends of mine too..." you reply, pausing for a bit before asking "Hey, d'you know where I can get fitted into some clothes for tonight?"

"They probably already have your disguise in the tech-lab" he replies, the explains "It's not very far from here; You take the third right down this hallway, two lefts then follow the stairs down to the door marked "Danger: High Voltage."

"Thanks mate" you quickly tell him before heading off and following his instructions to the letter, walking down the steps into a slightly darkened area compared to the rest of the building as the windowless door looms large in front of you...

You spot a small button and press it, a disorted, muffled voice over the loudspeaker stating "Come in when the door opens Outback."

You stand clear of the door as a hissing noise precedes a large, mechanical noise as the door opens and you quickly hop inside a treasure trove of high-tech gadgets that only emphasize the feeling that you're James Bond walking into his first day at work...
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>>30818714

"You ready to suit up?" Agent Calloway asks as you spot Vanessa and another woman fiddling with a dress that looks like it'll fit you...

"I wouldn't be here if I wasn't" you tell him as you walk over to a small, marked spot on the smooth, speckled floor and stand on it, holding your arms out and standing as straight as you could, not quite "At-Ease", but close enough as an older woman with glasses and slightly graying hair start to measure your arms and legs, Vanessa eying you a little bit as Calloway heads back to fiddling with

"I think she'll fit in one of my dresses" she tells your tailor before turning to face you, holding your arms out and asking "Well? Pretty impressive right?"

"It's like I'm in a cheesy spy movie..." you truthfully reply, quickly adding "I like it though."

"Yeah, you get used to it after a while" she replies as the other lady brings out three dresses, one of them looking like a plain, Black gown with fairly thick shoulder straps and a modest cut to it, another being a Deep Green Cheogasm that you swear you wore when you worked at Lee Pai Long's shop that one time... Though your eye catches a bright red dress that's backless, with a fairly deep cut in the front of it.

"Thanks Audrey" Vanessa says to her older commerade as she holds the dresses out and places them on a chair near her. "She's just a secretary that's been here a long, long time... Mute, I think."

"Huh..." you reply, looking at the dresses and wondering aloud "You sure that any of them will be able to be wired properly?"

"You kiddin' me? Shit, we've got cameras and microphones small enough to stick to African Wasps" Calloway replies, clearly prideful about his work as you look them and idly wonder which one to wear?

"One thing though; If you pick that Red one we'll have to REALLY get in and wire it just right to make sure nothing shows or sticks out" Calloway adds, breaking your train of thought for a moment or two...
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>A. Go with the conservative Black Dress; The last thing you want to do is feel uncomfortable getting leered at tonight by Jean-Claude Gabriel (Or anyone else, for the matter).

>B. Step out and go "Va-Va-VOOM" with the Red Dress that would probably look right at home on Mai Shiranui or Fiona Graves...

>C. Go with the Familiar-looking Cheogasm, as it could hide your bra and gear pretty well as well as emphasing your curves without showing TOO much skin...

>D. Ask Vanessa for her opinion; You can't really decide between these three...

>E. Ask her if you could just wear a suit or something, explaining that Jean was attracted to you BECAUSE of your masculine charms rather than in spite of them...

I sadly have to commute home after this; The Voting Field is open until I can get back online with an update pending...
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>>30819083
>C. Go with the Familiar-looking Cheogasm, as it could hide your bra and gear pretty well as well as emphasing your curves without showing TOO much skin...

Throwback to Lee's FTW.
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>>30819083
CDE all fit, really. Personal taste says suit up.
>>E. Ask her if you could just wear a suit or something, explaining that Jean was attracted to you BECAUSE of your masculine charms rather than in spite of them...
Also, Cheongsam. Not Cheogasm. One's a dress, the other's a very pleased revolutionary.
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>>30819083
B. Let's see what happens when Katja legitimately pulls off sexy.
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>>30819426
Imagine the dichotomy of a chiseled, rippling, scuffed-up woman in a racy red dress that she clearly would never be seen in otherwise. Talk about bold.

This'd be on par with the swimsuit shoot, and she managed to get through that. Another test like this should really help blossom her sorely-stifled courage and confidence, especially with the tournament a little over a week away.

If only there were an Australian wildflower to pin in her butch-cut hair.
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>>30819263
>>30819426

Back from my commute and it looks like a TIE... Any vote from one of the above takes it!

>>30819780

Not gonna lie; That's a pretty good description Anon.
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>>30820426
If there's nothing in the next ten minutes, switch me to C for the sake of expediency.
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>>30820426
Reaffirming B.
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>>30820426

>B. Step out and go "Va-Va-VOOM" with the Red Dress that would probably look right at home on Mai Shiranui or Fiona Graves...

Going with the above because I HNNNGH'D reading >>30819780
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>>30820474

Noted, but it looks like the Option B has got this unless a rash of votes come in right this very second...
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>>30820426

>B. Step out and go "Va-Va-VOOM" with the Red Dress that would probably look right at home on Mai Shiranui or Fiona Graves...

Let's see if we can stop traffic with this dress and make Jean lose it to the benefit of our bosses (And for the enjoyment of us, the players) OP.
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Can we keep the dress afterward? At least we'd get to say "I wore this, and it was GREAT."
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>>30820655
I noticed. The wires are going to show if we move even slightly wrong, aren't they?
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>>30820938
That's what we'll be rolling against during the date, I'll bet.
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>>30819780
If anything, the date would refine Katja's view on relationships.

"I'm pretty sure I still like guys, but I definitely don't like you. In general, at that."
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>>30820938

All will be revealed below my patient Tiger.

>>30820935

Maybe, but it depends on how well we'll do on the mission itself...

>>30820534
>>30820571
>>30819426
>>30820794

You take long, hard looks at all three dresses, immediately discarding the plain Black one and narrowing it down between the Green Cheongasm and the Red "Dress" that you wouldn't for the life of you consider wearing... Except you think about the dream you had last night, how seductive "Katherine" was and how deep down, you truly DO want to be that comfortable with your body and "Free" enough to not mind wearing something that could get you arrested in the wtong neighborhood...

"Fuck it", you think to yourself as you grab the Red Dress, then turn to Agent Calloway and ask him "What do we have to do to get this thing ready?"

Vanessa's eyes widen at your choise as Calloway eyes it for a moment, then explains "We'll have to line the straps with a very special wire I've been working on and hide the microphone inside of a belt-buckle, I think..."

"Do you REALLY want to wear that though?" Vanessa asks, telling you that "To be truthful, I think a suit or the green one would look better and be easier for you to move around in..."

You pause at her words of advice, mulling them over in your mind before shaking your head "No", standing firm to your decision as you explain:

"On the surface, it seems like I've got a guy that's drawn to me like a moth to a flame for the first time in my whole life... Sure, it might be just an excuse to get close enough to try'n kill me or somethin', but I'dunno... I just feel like I WANT to see this guy's tongue to come out of his ears when he sees me tonight. I WANT to play up these for once", pausing for a moment to cup your breasts and your firm backside, "... And I REALLY want to see that smug face of his shatter when you and the others arrest him, whenever that may be."
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>>30821314
Seeing something similar to THIS...
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>>30821415
...adorned to THIS (full picture, FYI) should make for a hell of a sight.
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>>30821314

Vanessa and Calloway are both stunned by your remarks, though Calloway hides it better than she does by taking the dress out of your hands and slowly starting to fiddle with it here and there, making small cuts in the

"I'm so not sure that's the way to go about this though..." Vanessa starts to say, though you cut her off by throwing her words back at her.

"You read my case-file right? This guy's indirectly put me through sheer bloody hell for the last three months solid... Besides, it'll help me slip into a role a little bit better, yeah? You just said yourself that I've just got to think about this like I'm acting, then get inside of his head and dote him on with what he wants me to be... Right?"

Vanessa starts to see where you're going with this as she nods, aprovingingly telling you "That's right... And NOW you sound like an agent."

You give her a cheeky grin as you reply "I've been thinkin' about all day today. I mean, like I told you, "I'm pretty sure I still like guys, but I definitely don't like Jean. In general, at that."

Vanessa nods as she tells you "Alright Outback, we'll let Calloway prep this get-up for you and then head for a fitting room, OK?"

You nod and follow her on the way out, asking her "Hey, you think we could fing a flower to pin my hair so that we could hide the microphone? I don't think a belt would go well with that dress..."

"Possibly, but it would have to a pretty big flower; No offense, but the state department sort of cut our funding, so we really can't use the kind of microphone recorders you're talking about..." She repies with a slight weariness to her voice as she leads you out of the tech-lab and up to an old, seemingly-abandoned room.

"Shall we?" she asks and you nod, a part of you wondering "Why can't I meet guys or girls like her?", then dropping that thought out of your mind as you calmly wait for Calloway to complete your intricate wire-tapping dress...
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>>30822109

>A. Pass the time with Vanessa and see if she's the "Chatty" type...

>B. Cut to the chase and Time-Skip to a little later that night, beginning "Operation: Thor's Bride".

>C. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" vote to determine which character to gain control of in a possible side-story)

>D. Something Else.... (Write-In Vote)

>>30821415
>>30821433

>Pic Related

Also, appologies for the LOONG delay; Had to get my /ck/ on and make some dinner.
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>>30822187
>>A. Pass the time with Vanessa and see if she's the "Chatty" type...
...oh dear.
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>>30822187
>A. Pass the time with Vanessa and see if she's the "Chatty" type...

Katja's justification for the red dress at this point is "I NEED to do this, and not just for your mission. I need this for myself."
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>>30822187
>A.

/u/-boats incoming!
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>>30822187

>A. Pass the time with Vanessa and see if she's the "Chatty" type...

Quit Blue-Ballin' us and START this shit OP!
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>>30823343
Patience, anon. Let things develop, or meander, as they will.
Stow your rage until it is required.
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>>30822872

I was wondering when /qtg/ would show up tonight... I hoestly don't care either way; If anything, ask for more fluff with Fiona Graves and Tsuyako Horikawa.

>>30823343

Sorry for my tardiness; The update below was a hum-dinger to get JUST right IMHO.

>>30822226
>>30822380

You take a seat on a small bench as Vanessa closes the door behind you. A part of you wonders if she's trying to come onto you or something, but you put that thought out of your mind as she turns around and asks "You nervous rookie?"

"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't" you reply, then admit "But I'm kind of excited, y'know?"

"You can always back out, you know..."

"Nah... I NEED to do this, and not just for your mission, or your boss or whatever. I need this for myself... And yeah, I'm selfish, but I NEED to prove this to myself."

"

"You read my case file right?" you rhetorucally ask, then come clean on your past a little bit. "It's just... I've had this mental block about dating guys, or dating in general for a LONG time. It brings up a bad memory that I wish would just go away, but I can't deny that it happened... But can I ask you something off the record?"

"Just a second..." Vanessa replies, then does an intricate series of clapping with her hands. "OK, shoot."

"Er..." You start to think verbally, then chew on your thoughts for a second as you ask "Did the NESTS ever try to make clones of people OTHER than Kyo Kusanagi?"

"Probably... But we don't have much intel about them honestly; Most of of what we have was before they imploded on themselves... Sorry" She replies with a sigh.

"Thanks fer' tellin' me anyway" you say in turn, matching Vanessa's mood before wondering "So how'd you get into this gig?"

"My husband and one of his buddies... Mary's dearly departed, actually."

"Oh... Sorry for bringing that up" you reply, slowly starting to realize that you might've just brought up something that neither of you want to face right now.
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>>30823909

"It's OK; You didn't know" she replies, taking a long pause before she quietly admits "My husband got killed in the line of duty like he did too... I sort of fell into this to my baby girl and put food on my table."

Your eyes widen at that as you mumble "Fuck me... I shouldn't be bringing this up right now."

"Nah, it's better to just let this out now... And though it took me a long time, I'm at peace with him passing right now... Besides, he died doing what he loved and I'm willing to join him any time I go on duty."

You look at her, see that she might be around your age and wonder if THIS is the kind of woman you want to look up to and REALLY ponder if you should try to comfort her or something, because although her words suggest otherwise, Vanessa's voice sounds like it might crack if you keep talking about this...

>A. Try to be whitty and make a crack about how you had nearly come to the same realization, except about your identity as a woman.

>B. Go with the urge, stand up and hug her as tight as you can; You both need this right now... Though you better make it as "No-Homo" as you can in case she gets the wrong idea.

>C. Get up and just kiss her; You know you want to... You just better hope that she doesn't report or kick you off this mission in case she doesn't swing the same way you do.

>D. Just let the matter fade away a little, maybe offering to take her out for a beer on your time and dime; The LAST thing you need to do is be a "White Night" right now...

>E. Offer to spar with her, or go work out with her or something to wash out all of this angst.

>F. Something Else... (Write-In Vote)
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>>30824260
>B. Go with the urge, stand up and hug her as tight as you can; You both need this right now... Though you better make it as "No-Homo" as you can in case she gets the wrong idea.
"I can't begin to understand what it means to be loved by someone who would spend the rest of his life with you, or the love of your own flesh and blood. And now you've got all these friends and allies to add on top of that love you already have.

"I've had none of that.

"I could never be more jealous of anyone than you right now."
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>>30823909
>"My husband and one of his buddies... Mary's dearly departed, actually."
I'm sorry to break the flow, and this is all OOC, but I have to check... her husband's name was Mary?

Is that quest original or something I missed in canon? I admit, that does seem like the kind of name SNK'd give to a male backstory-only character, but... Mary?
I giggled.

>>30824260
Ah, and here we see the social dilemma. Bane of neckbeards and anons everywhere.
Right. This is delicate. Hopefully we don't screw it up too badly.
Dialogue suggestion time!
>>B. Go with the urge, stand up and hug her as tight as you can; You both need this right now... Though you better make it as "No-Homo" as you can in case she gets the wrong idea.
"No, it's... I really shouldn't have brought it up. You've got enough shit to put up with without me dragging things out. Sorry."
Although, might it be possible to fold D in at the end? You know, something along the lines of
"Tell you what. When this is over, how about we get very, VERY drunk and share our woes, eh?"
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>>30824260

>C. Get up and just kiss her; You know you want to... You just better hope that she doesn't report or kick you off this mission in case she doesn't swing the same way you do.

[Yuri Intensifies]
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>>30824424
anyone in this world*

>>30824582
The husband's name is never giving. Weasel is saying that Vanessa's husband and one of Mary's former lovers were partners and that both died in the line of duty.
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In KOF XI it was revealed through SNKP's Japanese website that Vanessa's as-yet unnamed Husband worked alongside Blue Mary's deceased lover, Butch... AND that he, along with Butch met an untimely death while on duty; THAT is what she's alluding to.
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>>30824582
Vanessa does love a good beer.

>Scotch nonduci
Scotch too, I bet.
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>>30824655
>>30824677
...aaand I'm an idiot. That makes much more sense than the way I read it.
Less funny, but more sense.
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>>30824260

>B. Go with the urge, stand up and hug her as tight as you can; You both need this right now... Though you better make it as "No-Homo" as you can in case she gets the wrong idea.
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>>30824892
>>30824582
>>30824424

You think it over for a few moments before getting up off your bench and give Vanessa a big hug, taking a few deep breaths with her to try and calm her down. "Look... You're like what? 27, 28 Years old?" you ask, not quite sure of how old she is...

Vanessa winces at your polite suggestions and sheepishly admits "I'm 30, actually..."

You raise an eyebrow at that and tell her "OK... Well, I'm you're age and let me tell ya' somethin': I can't EVEN begin to understand what it means to be loved by someone who would spend the rest of his life with you, or the love of your own flesh and blood... And now you've got all these friends and allies to add on top of that love you already have."

Vanessa lays he head down on your shoulder, not crying per-say but overcome by emotion in spite of her usual, "All-business" demeanour as you conclude by telling her "I've had none of that; Hell, I could NEVER be more jealous of anyone than you right now..."

The silence that hits the room suggests that you might've screwed up BIG TIME, though you try to ease any psychological damage as you confide in her "And y'know, I really shouldn't have brought it up; You've got enough shit to put up with without me dragging things out into the open. Sorry..."

Vanessa nods, then quietly says "I take it that you go this a lot, huh?" as she raises her head back up and gets away from you a little, though she's still close enough to feel as though you're hugging her...

"Oh yeah; I honestly think I can't talk to somebody without unearthing some old skeletons in their closet or somethin'..."

You pause at that, then proposition her: "Tell you what. When this is over, how about we get very, VERY drunk and share our woes, eh?"

Vanessa nods at that and smiles as you hear a knock on the door. "Any time Outback; I'll call up Mary and see if she's OK to join us... But c'mon; We've got work to do."
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Sorry about the delay; I fell asleep on my keyboard... Also, this'll cap updates for today.

>>30825738

You nod and break away from her as she goes through that clapping routine again, then opens the door to see that older woman, Audrey, holding your dress up by it's halterneck.

"Well? Do you need some privacy or what?" she asks, half-expecting you to

You shrug, then tell her "I honestly don't care" as you wait for Audrey and Vanessa to leave the room, just you and your dress to keep you company...

You start to strip down and eventually undo your bra, then slowly start to slip into this bits of cloth that Vanessa called a "Dress"... And feel fan-fucking-tastic in it! Though it's slightly too short, you know that there honestly isn't enough time to get another one wired up as well as this one is as you open the door and step out into the hallway, Vanessa nodding at you as a guy the background that was deliverung a package straight-up falls on his face tryig to catch a glimpse at you.

"Well? How does it look?" you ask, doing a quick spin-turn around, your skirt floating as you turn and flashing your panties almost, though you don't notice that and Vanessa's too much of a professional to comment on it.

"I think you just knocked it right out of the park Outback" she grins, then motions you to follow her and asks "You do your own make-up?"

"Nah, I normally don't wear any" you reply as you keep following her through the halls, not knowing where she's leading you as you hold your clothes in one hand.

Vanessa doesn't say anything at that as Seth and Ramon both stare at you as she leads you to them, holding out a hand as she sorta-tries to model you off and tells them "And here's our little ray of sunhine from Austrailia... Thoughts?"

Seth doesn't say anything for a small while, though Ramon smiles and nods, saying "I like it" without a trace or touch of irony.
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"OK then... Everyone ready to start the mission then?" Seth asks as he holds out his hand, noticing a watch on his gloved wrist as Vanessa & Ramon hold out hands wear similar watches to Seth's, seemingly waiting for you to join them...

>A. Fist-bump the three of them and officially start "Operation: Thor's Bride", begining by taking a Taxi Cab ride with a disguised Ramon & Vanessa.

>B. Make a quip about howyou don't have a watch to synchronise the time with, but fist-bump "The Agents" regardless, begining your mission in earnest.

>C. Time-Skip ahead about an hour or so as you stand outside of Formerly-Geese's Tower, ready to begin your "Date" with Jean-Claude Gabriel...

>D. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" vote to determine which character to gain control of in a possible side-story or alternate viewpoint of the current plotline)

>E. Something Else... (Write-In Vote)

===

>Pause Updates

I thank all of the players that participated today inspite of 4chan spazzing out for a good chunk of the session... As always, if this thread lasts the night, updates will resume at 8:30 AM PST, 11:30 AM EST; If it 404's, a new thread will be made at around Noon PST, 3:30 EST unless otherwise noted (Check my Twitter Feed for updates and details if such an event would occur).

Either way, G'night /tg/...The Voting Field is officially Open until updates resume, whether in this particular thread or another one.
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>>30827530
>>A. Fist-bump the three of them and officially start "Operation: Thor's Bride", begining by taking a Taxi Cab ride with a disguised Ramon & Vanessa.
Sleep good.
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>>30827530

>A. Fist-bump the three of them and officially start "Operation: Thor's Bride", begining by taking a Taxi Cab ride with a disguised Ramon & Vanessa.

Warmly waiting for updates to start back up tomorrow... Also, could it be FINALLY possible to skip ahead to "The King of Fighers: Infinite Match" after this mission ends? Or are there more shenanigans left in store before that happens?
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>>30827530
>A. Fist-bump the three of them and officially start "Operation: Thor's Bride", begining by taking a Taxi Cab ride with a disguised Ramon & Vanessa.
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>>30827622
Knowing how kooky things can get, I doubt it. There's still a week to go, and a lot can happen in a week.
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>>30827530

>A. Fist-bump the three of them and officially start "Operation: Thor's Bride", begining by taking a Taxi Cab ride with a disguised Ramon & Vanessa.
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>>30827554
>>30830159
>>30827622

It's possible, but I have maybe one more big event planned before the tournament starts...

>>30829899
>>30830866
>>30827554

>Updates Officially Resume

>The Days until the Start of "The Infinite Match" and Date haven't changed

>You're still in Direct Control of Kaja Hartkern

You put your fist in the circle, though Seth chides you a little by asking "Where's your watch Outback?"

"I never wear them..." you reply, wondering aloud "Was I supposed to get one from Calloway or somethin'?"

"No, just checking" he replies as the four of you "Break" from the fist circle and start to follow Seth walking down the near-laberinthine halls of this building.

Vanessa asks you "OK, do you need any last-minute touch-ups? Or do you want to try and put on your own Make-up before we roll out?" while the four of you keep walking

"Probably gonna have you or somebody else do it, if you don't mind... And your guy Calloway didn't tell me how to turn my gear on either" you reply as Ramon whispers something to Seth, though you can't quite hear what he's asking

"With him, it's probably always on..." Vanessa replies, then asks you "You REALLY haven't put make-up on in your whole life? Or just haven't done it a while?"

You pause at her words, the simple thought of the word "Make-Up" bringing you back to that one fateful night over a decade ago... You shake your head, then quietly admit "Just another mental block, I guess..."

"Gotcha" she quickly replies as Seth stops in front of the door that you had initially walked through some time ago.

"OK, current time is 17:15, ETA if we roll out in another 15 Minutes is right around 18:30 with a 10-25 Minute cushion considering how bad traffic can be tonight... Any last questions?" he asks,

"I might need to get "Touched up" a little and need to borrow some different shoes... But otherwise I'm good to go Sir" you confidently reply.
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>>30831845

"Alright... There's an undercover cab outside waiting for you; Ramon here'll be your driver and Vanessa will act as a passenger" Seth explains, then asks "Any other questions?"

The three of you don't respond, your silence confirming in Seth's mind that there isn't much else to discuss. "Understood. I'll be waiting for you outside next to an undercover Taxicab we have; Ramon'll be the driver, Vanessa will act as a second passenger and our undercover van will be following you."

A contingency that you hadn't thought of comes across your mind as you ask "Sir? Um, what'll happen if I lose contact with the surveilance team? Or my dress gets destroyed or something knocks out the equipment in it?"

"Well, unless an EMP or some other huge electrical disturbance goes off in the city, our gear doesn't stop working unless..." Seth starts to say, then realised that you had a point. "Son of a bitch, that's right."

"Yeah... Should I just try not to use my powers then?"

Seth nods, then walks out into the

"Come on, we don't have much time" Vanessa tells you as you follow her back down the hallway you had just gone through, though you make a few different turns as you head to a door marked "Undercover Work" and follow her as Vanessa barges in, a few other opperatives going through the application of intricate and damn-near lifelike masks and other appendages (Ears & Noses mostly).

>A. Work with the Make-Up Artists and try to style yourself before officially beginning the operation, then take a cab ride with Ramon & Vanessa as they go through a few last minute checks with your surveilance equipment.

>B. Time-Skip ahead an hour or so as you stand outside of Formerly-Geese's Tower, ready to begin your "Date" with Jean-Claude Gabriel...
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>>30832088

>Seth nods, then walks out of the door, Ramon following him as Vanessa taps you on the shoulder.

Fixed.

Also have to commute and do Laundry in about an hour and fifteen minutes, so VOTE QUICKLY!
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>>30832088
>A. Work with the Make-Up Artists and try to style yourself before officially beginning the operation, then take a cab ride with Ramon & Vanessa as they go through a few last minute checks with your surveilance equipment.

What's with the Misogi shit OP?
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>>30832254

Because in my mind, Jean-Claude Gabriel is the Kumagawa Misogi of SNK BOSSMEN; In a world of gods and genetically-engineered superhumans running amok, he's just a man... Granted, he's an exceptionally wealthy man, a man of power in the world of business, but JUST a man regardless.

Also, I just found out that I don't have to leave as quickly as I had initially expected, so take your time Anons.
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>>30832088
A
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>>30832088

>A. Work with the Make-Up Artists and try to style yourself before officially beginning the operation, then take a cab ride with Ramon & Vanessa as they go through a few last minute checks with your surveilance equipment.

Delaying the inevitable seems like a good choice...[/sarcasm]
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>>30832254
>>30832428
>>30832578

You follow Vanessa around a bit before you spot a table with a lit mirror, taking a seat as she orders a few agents that were experts in this kind of field to start to work on you, beginning with taking measurements of your feet as well as a quick manicure & pedicure.

You feel as though you're getting prepared for a beauty pageant a small army of make-up artists and hair-stylists work around you, though you insist on applying a small dab of double-sided tape to your chest just in case you pop out of your dress as you watch your face transform before your eyes, almost looking a bit like that "Katherine" woman from your dream last night before Vanessa taps you on the shoulder, dressed up like a dowdy librarian (Complete with a brown "Beehive" wig to compliment her grey suit).

"Pretty amazing what a little eyeliner and some blush can do, huh?" she asks as you nod, too stunned to speak at the look on your newly-crafted "Face".

"I like these shoes too..." you manage to reply as you stand up and do a stretch or two, then ask "They're for guys, aren't they?"

"Yeah... You have HUGE feet for a woman Outback" Vanessa admits before telling you that it's time to get going.

You nod and follow her out to the parking garage, the undercover Taxicab waiting for you with Ramon pulling off the whole "Older, 'I've-seen-some-SHIT' Cabbie" REALLY well.

"looking good mate" you tell him as you clamber into the back of the cab with Vanessa, Ramon waiting for both of you to fasten your seatbelts before driving off.

"OK, now for a levels check... Could you say "Sue-Sue-Psudio?" for the microphones?" Vanessa asks.

You shrug and say the phrase as best as you could a couple of times, Vanessa asking you stop after the third one. "OK, you're good to go... Just try not to fight tonight while you've got this thing on OK?"
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>>30833024

"Sure... I'd prolly end up blowing out the fuse boxes and wirin' or somethin', yeah? Plus I bet that this stuff's not that easy to replace..." you reply as a sense of nervous elation starts to overwhelm your senses, an eerie "Calm before The Storm" effect going on in the back of your mind.

"Yeah and it's FUCKING expensive too..." Ramon replies, then says "We're just about 10 Minutes away from the drop point... Traffic's REALLY light tonight, so I'm just flyin' out to the Tower."

You nod and close your eyes, slowly inhaling and exhaling to try and calm yourself down as you listen to the sounds of Ramon driving and cranking the radio up to some Spanish-Language station (Partly out of boredom on his part, but also to keep up the act of him being an actual cab driver).

"Alright, it's showtime" vanessa tells you as you open your eyes to find that your destination as arrived, Ramon pulling up to the imposing front steps of "Gesse Tower", what looks to be Jean-Claude Gabriel up near the top of the steps fidgeting with his cellphone.

"Good luck and god's speed Outback" Vanessa tells you as you take one last DEEP breath, then get out of the cab and grab a purse that they had supplied for you (That happened to contain your wallet, cellphone and the keys to your 'bike) befoe walking up the steps, taking your time as you aren't exactly used to wearing heeled shoes (Even though these are modest and more of a "Platform" Heel than anything else)...

Eventually, you make it to the top and Jean looks up from his phone, greeting you by saying "I was wondering where you were", then does a double-take as hiseyes widen at your appearance, holding a hand out in front of his face to try and keep his toungue from hanging out.

"I had to take a cab over here because my motorcycle's in the shop... Besides, it wouldn't have been smart to wear something like this and ride all the way out here" you deftly reply, grinning on the inside at his reaction.
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>>30833421

Jean takes a few moments to compose himself and merely states "My god... You're looking absolutely RADIANT tonight."

"Yeah... You told me that this place was like a four-star restraunt, right?" you rhetorically ask, doing a slow spin-turn around for him as you try to keep your balance in your shoes, then add "So I thought it would be better if I dressed the part rather than make a scene in Blue Jeans and a T-Shirt or something..."

"It's a pleasant surprise forsure... Though when you have money like I do, you can date practically anyone you want and not have others judge your taste in clothes" Jean replies as you see that he's taken those words to heart; He's wearing a Blue suit with a Mustard undershirt and a Black tie along with Brown dress shoes... Nice, to be sure, but vaguely European in your eyes, his face partially framed by a pair of red -frame glasses.

"I didn't know you had a perscription" you ask him, recalling that

"Yes... i usually wear contact lenses, but I couldn't find them tonight" he explains as you do a quick neck stretch. Jean picks up on that and asks "Would you like a tour of my offices to try and stretch a little before we leave? It woudn't take too long and youlook a bit... "Stiff" from that cab ride" he asks as alarm bells start to ring in your mind...

>A. Tell him "Thanks, but no thanks; Besides. we've got a reservation to meet right?" andd ask him to drive you to the restraunt for the evening.

>B. Accept his offer and take a look into what the board room of a egomanaical CEO looks like, using the tour as an excuse to ask him about what kind of businesses The Paragon Group is involved with...

>C. Shrug, then tell him that it's up to him and try to keep causal and act casual.

>D. Something Else... (Write-In Vote)
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>>30833618

>recalling that he had Sunglasses on when you had spotted him at the Pao Pao Cafe.

Fixed.

I have to commute sadly.. The Next update will come along ASAP.
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>>30833618
>A. Tell him "Thanks, but no thanks; Besides. we've got a reservation to meet right?" andd ask him to drive you to the restraunt for the evening.
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>>30833618
B. Getting eyes inside Geese Tower would be handy. Let Jean talk, too, since he's really trying to show off for Katja. Stress that this is a short jaunt, though.
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>>30833618
>>C. Shrug, then tell him that it's up to him and try to keep causal and act casual.
Don't wanna come on too strong.
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>>30834205
Changing to this. He'll probably do it anyway. As long as we can get him to talk, great.
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>>30833618

>B. Accept his offer and take a look into what the board room of a egomanaical CEO looks like, using the tour as an excuse to ask him about what kind of businesses The Paragon Group is involved with...

Into the lair of the Wolf of South Town we go...
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>>30833618

>A. Tell him "Thanks, but no thanks; Besides. we've got a reservation to meet right?" andd ask him to drive you to the restraunt for the evening.

I've got a BAD feeling about this...
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>>30833660

>B.

Let's see what kind of digs this guy's got.
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>>30834205
>>30834538
>>30835202
>>30835447
>>30835582

And we've got a THREE-WAY TIE over this... The Next vote between Options A, B or C takes it.
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>>30833618

>C. Shrug, then tell him that it's up to him and try to keep causal and act casual.

It's all up to Jean now...
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>>30835609
Mix between B and C.

Shrug and say, "Sure, why not?"
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Had to deal with SERIOUS connection and Lap-Top issues Anons; Appologies for the "Is QM Dead?"-length delay.

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>>30838005

>New Thread Theme: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h9RA1XdS4zY

You try to act calm and think this through, not wanting to pause for too long in case Jean gets suspicious... Finally, you reply "It's all up up to you really."

Jean mulls your response over for a bit, then says "I'll just make a quick tour then... Maybe offer you one of my coats for tonight? You look a little cold..."

You shrug, trying to hide your fear of what Jean might try to do to you and merely tell him "OK", then follow him inside to a very large, well-furnished recption area, a series of elevators off to the far right and a group of chairs near a tall stand highlighting the layout of the building.

"Pretty Impressive..." you tell him, admiring the archetecture and it's suitably imposing, castle-like motif.

"Well, we're involved in a lot of things around the world, so most of our clients expect a certain... Tone to our building" Jean explains as he leads over to a certain elevator off to the left.

"What kind of stuff does The Paragon Group do though?"

"It would be easier to tell you what we DON'T do around here" Jean muses as he fiddles with the elevator a bit. "We've invested in or outright own a Major Bank, a Car Company, Several Oil AND Solar Energy firms, a Diamond Mine, Countless Tech Stocks & Real Esate agencies, Patek Phillipe Watches... Honestly, I have so much that I couldn't give it away if I tried."

You note the slightly sad tone of his voice as you wordlessly followhim into the elevator and ask "How'd this company get so big?"

"A lot of time, mostly... Also had a lot of contracts to help clean and rebuild the city after that Laser Canon destroyed it" Jean replies as you ponder if he's set himself up in a "Too Big To Fail"-Kind of scenario; That toppling him might end up destroying the city's economy...
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>>30839393

You hold that thought as the elevator continues to climb into the sky and Jean asks "So... What do you do for a living?"

"I'm in between jobs, mostly... But it's hard for someone like me to look for honest work around this city" you truthfully reply, talking a mile-a-minute as you're a little nervous about talking to him right now...

"Ah... That's something that's been a part of South Town for a LONG time" Jean replies, then adds "I hope it'll change soon" as the elevator stops, the doors opening to what you assume is the top floor or close enough to it...

"And this is my own, personal floor... My office is the door down the hall, with a few private chambers on either side" Jean Explains as he steps out of the elevator and walks down the hall, compelling you to follow him (If only to keep up your "Act").

The mood of this place creeps you out a little, though it mostly your imagination running wild at what kind of depravity might go on here on a given day... You hide it fairly well though as you stop with him at the entrance to his office, Jean opening the doors to reveal the largest room you've EVER seen in your life, sparsely deccorated though posessing an impeccably red carpet that seems to stretch on forever, broken only by a series of gold & blue rings in the center of the office.

"And this... Is where I spend my time in South Town" Jean says as you walk around for a little bit, admiring the desk big enough to sleep on and the massive oil painting hanging on the wall behind it.

Jean seems to note of you admiring the painting and asks "Marvelous, isn't it?"

"Hmm?"

"The painting on my wall... It's of an ancestor of mine who fought in the American Revolution..." Jean remarks, then explains "Honestly, I dispaprove of his later actions, though some historians believe that his attempt to rule the world and force Japan to open itself up to outsiders began the kind of special operations agencies nearly every developed country has worldwide..."
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>>30840205
I just noticed something, so I went and had a look at the SNK wiki.
We know Jean is descended from Golba, correct? The portrait on the wall?
Golba, amongst other things, is known to have founded a group of assassins, only one of which ever became notable to the storyline - pic related. Seem familiar?
Take note of the androgynous facial features, general build, flexibility, and - is that a lightning bolt on the end of her weapon? Even the fighting style bears some resemblance, with a tendency towards short ranged attacks and full body charges. The character exhibits mental blocks in the form of memory loss following a traumatic incident. The death of her sister, to be specific, which normally wouldn't raise many flags; after all, memory loss is fairly common after trauma. But... then I think about the last dream Katja had, and the alarm bells start ringing.
Yes, it's all fairly minor, but... I think I may've found the source of dear Jean's interest in our Katja. The whole sodding thing's genetic.
Or, maybe I'm just imagining it. I've gone off on a few of these trails tonight.
Thoughts?
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>>30840205

"Fuck me, my cover's blown" you immediately think to yourself as you try to take a few steady breaths, hoping against hope that

"Are you OK?"

"Yeah, I'm fine... Just never been up this high in a buildin' before; Sorry..." you quickly tell him, adding "It's an impressive painting though; I think it stands up, even without the history behind it."

Jean quickly replies "I thought so too, though I'm not one to hide my family's rather spotty past; I use it..." he pauses for a fairly long while, looking for JUST the right words, "I use it to inspire me, to push myself to ascend above and beyond it."

You nod at that, thinking about your own troubled past a bit as Jean clears his throat.

"Enough of that though; Would you care to take at look at my weapons collection for a second before we leave? It's a bit of a hobby of mine..."

>A. Tell him "Yes" and hope that he won't try to do anything questionable to you... Though you should be on guard just in case.

>B. Decline and stress that "We should probably get going; You DO have reservations to meet later, right?"

>C. Play it cool and ask him about the what the rings in the carpet symbolize while you think over what you want to say...

>D. Something Else (Write-In Vote)
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>>30840698
>A. Tell him "Yes" and hope that he won't try to do anything questionable to you... Though you should be on guard just in case.
If only to humor the bastard.
You have a bad habit of cutting things mid-sentence. Stop it.
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>>30840698
>>A. Tell him "Yes" and hope that he won't try to do anything questionable to you... Though you should be on guard just in case.

>>30840743
I am unsure as to the meaning of that reaction.
Are you just nonplussed at the sheer lack of formatting? Because I admit my thought tangent turned out somewhat wall-like.
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>>30840906
No, the Keanu face is used as a face of astonishment at that conspiracy theory.
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>>30840970
Normally accompanied with a "...whoa."
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>>30840970
Ah. Yes, it is a little bit of a stretch.
Then again, this is the SNKverse. It runs on things like this. Katja's recent life in particular.

I'm just saying, it would not surprise me in the slightest if Angelica managed to turn up somewhere in our ancestry.
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>>30841139
Hey, I'm welcome to run with it, if only because it's a neat coincidence.
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Noted; My screen's a bit jumpy and sometimes doesn't save the text I had JUST typed out...

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>>30841169

>Pic Related
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>>30841608
My paranoid jaunt through conspiracy alley caused a spit-take?
...
Huh. I guess this feeling is... pride? Pic related.
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To be brutally honest, I hadn't even thought of your theory being possible before and it compltely shades what I had in mind for Katja's past and backstory... Put it another way, you out-wiki'd me and put a spin on a character that makes enough sense NOT to go with as being "Canon".
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>>30842865
Um... I'm not sure how to respond to that. Yay?
You can tell I'm not accustomed to approval in such matters.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go concoct something truly idiotic to puncture my ego, lest it swell until it eclipses the face of Jove.
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>>30843230

It was a good Idea that I felt needed it's due.

I also have to commute; Update's on in about half an hour, possible a little longer...
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>>30840698

>A. Tell him "Yes" and hope that he won't try to do anything questionable to you... Though you should be on guard just in case.

Shit is gettin' crazy up in here OP.
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>>30840743
>>30840906
>>30844047

Though everything in your mind's telling you to stay away from this so-called "Weapon collection", a part of you also seems to sense that he's almost sincere about it, or at least faking it well enough for you to belive that he is... However, you pause for just a moment too long and you hear Jean ask "Something wrong? Or is your your Vertigo acting up again?"

"Huh? Oh, nah... I was just looking at this bit of carpet here" you fib, then point to the rings in the center of the room.

"Oh... Well, i practice a rather old, very intricate fencing art that revolves around them; The rings are supposed to be symbolic of the natural space you're supposed to keep between yourself and the opponent... It's actually half of the part of the basis for modern fencing, actually."

"Huh... But what's to stop somebody to advancing forward, like say in a lunge?"

"Well, Destreza teaches you that you should NEVER directly advance towards an opponent; Only to move from the side and "Try to beat the Straight Line with a Circle", so to speak..." he explains, adding "Though unlike Asian arts, it's more about mathematics than pure "Feel"..."

"Hmm... Well, I remember that you were almost stading straight up with your sword pointing at that one bloke in the Pao Pao Cafe" you start to think out loud, though Jean cuts you off with a bitter reply.

"I HATED that I had to cast my sword aside and just pummel him that night... Though in truth, I thought he deserved it; He comes to me, says he wants to put on an exhibition of swordsmanship for the crowd, THEN gets crazy like that?"

Jean pauses at that, seemingly to gauge your reaction... And you truthfully reply "Yeah, that IS really low of him... But c'mon, I want to see that collection you've got before we miss our rservations."

"That's right... I nearly forgot about them" he admits, though he tells you "To be fair, they ARE a bit flexible; Like I said, there isn't much my money can't buy in this town."
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>>30844700

You nod, then follow him to a hidden door on the far right of his office, leading you into a treasure-trove of rare and rather brutal-looking weapons of all shapes, sizes and types: From a slender Katana to a lage Axe, woth several guns and swords, daggers and everything else in between...

"Well, I know it's not as much as I'd like it to be but... What do you think?" Jean asks as you look around the room with a curious expression on your face, two weapons in the collection stand out in your mind in particular.

The first one is a long staff with two different weapons on either end of it (A Sickle-like hook on one end a small blade shaped like a Lightning bolt, respectively) made out what looks to be silver, or some kind of otherworldly metal you don't recognize that almost glows to your eyes...

You feel as though you're in a trance as you slowly walk over to it, spotting it in a padded case that's hung vertically on a wall off to your left and stare at it for a second, Jean following

"It's beautiful, isn't it? Found in Austrailia about five years ago... No one knows what it' made out of, but I think it's a legitimate weapon; The blades are sharp at either end" He explains as you study it for a little longer, looking at the intricate markings on the polearm and swearing that you've seen this somewhere before...

"It's... Unbelievable, really" you say, more to yourself than him as something deep within you resonates with this weapon, then ask 'What's it made out of?"

"... I honestly don't know either; The seller told me that it was unlike any other type of metal hrhad ever handled before, but couldn't tell meEXACTLY what it was" Jean replies, equally perplexed as you are.

You crane your neck around and raise your arms up a bit, inadvertedly pushing your chest out a bit before you look over to the other end of the room and stare at the weapon under glass and velvet rope, spotlit as well though you wonder why...
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>>30845181


It's a sword that's almost as big as you are, but it looks a bit like a five-year old designed it compared to the polearm off to your right; Even from the distance you are away from it, the hilt looks to be overly-designed and made of gold, the Glaive-Edge design of the sword almost smooth-looking to your eyes as you slowlywalk towards it, pointing to it and asking Jean "What's up with that thing there?"

"Oh... Well, it's something that's been in my family for a long time" Jean replies, explaining "Hoestly, it's history's a bit long and boring for such a mediocre weapon... But I guess you could say that it's something that's more symbolic than anything else."

You take a look at it for a little while onger, but drop the sunject and ask "Kay, I'm good for some food right about now..."

"Indeed..." Jean replies as he seems to be relieved of having to tell you about that sword as you follow him back through the hidden door and out into his office, making a quick couple of turns before walking down the hall to the elevator, Jean taking control and sending the two of you back down to ground floor without a word...

You ponder if he's mad at you for bringing that weapon up or something, though he whispers to you and explains "Honestly, I shouldn't even have that weapon lying around; The fact that it even exist is a bit of a touch-and-go situation, mainly because some clan out in the middle of nowhere claim it's THEIR sword and that mine stole it from them at around the time of my amcestor from the painting..."

"Gotcha... Pretty wild that something like that could cause that kind of reaction" you reply, all that-unimpressed by it and idly wondering how stupid people were back in the old days and "When did the art of swordsmanship die out anyway?"

"Tell me about it... " Jean darkly replies as the elevator opens up back onto the ground floor and you follow him out, hearing him tell you "But that's all ancient history anyway... Shall we get going?"
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>A. Tell him "Sure" and ride with him to that restraunt he's got reservations for; Maybe you could try to get him to open up a bit about what he does in a normal day during the ride over? (Roll 2d100 for Bluff and Luck for how much Jean lets you in on)

>B. Tell him that there' no real rush on your part; Besides, you want to get to know the REAL Jean Gabriel a little bit more for your bosses sake (Roll 2d100 for Bluff and Luck for how much Jean lets you in on)

>C. Shrug and tell him that he's got the ball in his court over this situation; You're just along for the ride to an extent...

>D. Something else... (Write-In Vote)

This is probably going to be the last voting option of the night; I'm fading farly fast and have to get up early tomorrow... So VOTE QUICKLY!
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Rolled 78, 47 = 125

>>30845663
>A. Tell him "Sure" and ride with him to that restraunt he's got reservations for; Maybe you could try to get him to open up a bit about what he does in a normal day during the ride over? (Roll 2d100 for Bluff and Luck for how much Jean lets you in on)
Don't come on too strong too early.
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Rolled 15, 12 = 27

>>30845663

> A. Tell him "Sure" and ride with him to that restraunt he's got reservations for; Maybe you could try to get him to open up a bit about what he does in a normal day during the ride over? (Roll 2d100 for Bluff and Luck for how much Jean lets you in on)

OK... So if my undesrstanding from what I read up on the SNK Wiki is accurate, Jean-Claude Gabriel has the "Sword of Lesphia" in his possesion and Fiona Graves is supposed to be a descendant of Suzuhime from Samurai Shodown Sen or something? Because I remember WAY back when Tsuyako Horikawa was the PC that Fiona told her (Briefly) that she was searching for a sword or something... I don't know, I'm tired and signing off withis roll.
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>>30846151

Damn tablet acting screwey again...
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Rolled 45, 91 = 136

>>30845663

>A.

Are you going to be running this tomorrow?
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>>30845663

>C.

Play this cool and calm right now;I've got a feeling Jean knows that we're wired...
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>>30846204

Probably not, sadly... I need a day off to take care of some stuff and write-up notes for the next chapter, but I'll try to make an effort to start Round 22 on Sunday.

>>30846151

... Is EVERYBODY a conspiracy theorist tonight? Or is it just /tg/? All jokes aside... I can't reveal anything regarding that yet.

>>30845733

"Sure" you reply as you follow Jean past the receptionists's desk across the MASSIVE waiting room and head down to a small series of ramps, walking down each one.

"These used to be stairs, but a few groups kept whined about a lack of wheelchair accessibility" Jean tells you as the two of you reach a parking garage not unlike "The Imperial's", a rather-lick-looking Silver 2-Door sportscar slowly coming into view.

"That's your ride?" you ask, noting that it's somewhat subdued in spite of the certain neo-classical kind of charm to it though you were never to big on cars; Motorcycles were always your passion...

Jean the stops and gets out a set of keys, though he asks "Step back a bit please", then sets off the alarm as the lights on the exterior go off and on for a few seconds.

"Just the usual procedure to keep the alarms going off" he explains as he opens the doors, your eyes widening as the raise skyward like the wings of a seagull or something as you gingerly climb inside the rather plush interior and starp yourself in, though it takes Jean a bit to help you put on your five-point harness before you close the funky-looking door.

"You know, a friend of mine used to race these for sport and money" he quips as he starts the car up. "I never got into it like he did though; I always felt that I never really had the time... Plus, my eyesight's probably not good enough to make a serious go at it" he admits before putting the car into reverse, then accelarting at a rate of speed that's much higher than you anticipated...
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You're able to get out one word that sounds indecipherable (Even to you!) before you acclimatize yourself to the speed of this car, the sensations going through your backside as you can see him grin, revelling in showing off one of his "Toys" to you.

"It's a real kick isn't it?" he asks aloud, the sound of the engine roaring as you quickly see that there isn't much traffic afterall... However, Jean slows it done to a MUCH more "Pedestrian" speed as you start to wonder if he didn't do that on purpose to try and keep from asking him anything... "Sorry about that; I guess I got a little carried away, eh?"

You shrug, then tell him "I've rode my 'Bike around town and hooned it sometimes", then ask him "But what's got you down in the dumps all of a sudden Mate?"

"Well... I'm just trying to put some of the pressure I have working out of my system" he replies, admiting " And to be honest, I'm not really interested in talking about my work all of the time; Nights like this are getting rarer and rarer to find for me..."

Alarm bells and the whole "Coincidence? My Ass!" voice start to go off in your mind as you wonder if he really DOES know that your dress is bugged or something, though you can feel that he's mostly pised off at himself rather than anything else...

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>End Updates

I want to thank my particpants for sticking with me today in spite of connection issues! However, The King of Fighter's Quest Round 22 will NOT start up Tomorrow; Instead, it will begin on Sunday, March 16th at 9 AM PST, Noon EST.

Either way, so long and thanks for the amusements /tg/!

>PIc Related: Jean's ride...


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