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>>31753520
>giving a shit

tell you what once /frz/ is removed from /co/ I'll start giving two shits about quest threads

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>>31753562
>visiting /co/
>quest threads

You were only two years old when your sister was first born. Not quite old enough to understand the world, but old enough to begin questioning it. Nothing as serious as "Why are we here?" or "What's the meaning of life." As a kid, the meaning of life until your sister's birth was fairly simple: have fun; just like any other normal child. But...

"Hinode, if you're going to insist on walking, please don't doddle around." A tall man, with impressive red hair and a stylish designer lab-suit tells you. You readjust your eyes, and look up at him. He flashes you a comforting smile, and holds out his hand, which you promptly attach to.

"Come on now, don't you want to see your sister?" He says with a softer tone this time.

You walk for what seems like miles down a long stark-white hallway. There are a lot of other people in fancy clothes here, but they all seems to be wearing white. The women one outfit, the men another. You look at awe with everything around you, amazed that something exists beyond your home.

Your father stops in front of a doorway, and confirms with you, "Ah, here we are." He kneels down, and turns toward you, with a slight smile. "Now mommy is a little tired, she had to go through a LOT to give you a sister after all." Your eyes light up and you beam a large smile. Your father chuckles, and opens the door.

[] Run in before your father.
[] Wait for your father to enter first.

>>31753725
>Run in before your father

>>31753725
[X] Wait for your father to enter first.

>>31753725
>[] Wait for your father to enter first.

>>31753725
>[x]Wait for your father to enter first.

>>31753855
>>31753843
>>31753769

Writing.

This is the THIRD Kill la Kill quest thread on /tg/ as of right now.

>>31753499
You should start numbering threads and post link to archive, for those who missed the last ones.

Even though you can barely contain your excitement, waiting for father to enter first seems like a good idea. Your father walks in and holds the door open for you, and you gladly follow. The room is the same stark white as the hallway, with just a hospital bed, and a small crib next to it. You father walks over to your mother, and they begin to chat about something or another. Your focus is on the crib. You might not know much, but you do know that cribs are where people smaller than you sleep. So that's where she is.

"Ragyo, you can't be serious. I'll chalk that up to the pain killers, but surely you can't mean to put a newborn through-"

Your mother raises her hand, and your father falls silent. "We'll talk about this later, darling. I'm sure we can reach a compromise."

They both look towards the side of the bed facing the crib, and see you climbing up the bedsheets. "Hinod-", your father starts, but again he is silenced with a quick raise of her hand. They both watch as you climb up the bedsheets to the top of the bed; one with concern, and one with interest.

After making it to the top of the bed, you face the crib, steady yourself, and enter a jumping pose.

[] Jump.
[] Jump without fear. Roll 1d6.

>>31754077
>[x] Jump.

>>31754077
>[] Jump without fear

Rolled 1

>>31754077
>[X] Jump without fear.

Rolled 2

>>31754111
stupid dice

>>31753985
My mistake. Previous threads:

http://pastebin.com/bstMSUxd

It's thread #3.

Rolled 5

>>31754077
[x]Jump without fear
Haha! Time for RESOLVE

Rolled 1

>>31754077

>[X] Jump without fear.

Rolled 4

>>31754077
>[X] Jump without fear

>>31754162
>>31754148
>>31754140
>>31754124
>>31754116

Writing.

>>31753900
You mean the only
The other one's dead, and the third one is made up by you

Rolled 4

>>31754329
actually he had the right of it there was

>KLK Fate quest
>KLK what if quest
>This thread

>>31754357
Two of those are gone right now though, this is the only one here

Rolled 5

>>31754416
yes but when posted he was right

You focus your mind, and leap for crib. You definitely didn't think this through. You gain enough altitude to see your sister, but don't cover nearly enough distance to actually reach the crib. But you did get to see her. Small, cute, and a little bit chubby. Looks like most other babies you've seen, except for the eyebrows. They're larger than yours, and rival the adults' you've seen! She turns, opens her eyes, and smiles at you. You smile back, and maintain that smile even after hitting the ground with a thud. So that's your sister.

You hear a slight snicker from your mother, and are lifted off the ground by your father, chastising your mother for not allowing him to help.

"Well, if he wants to do something foolish, who am I to stop him?" She says with a slight undertone of malice.

He turns you towards him, his face contorted with concern at first, but then relief, as you look, and feel fine. "You need to think before you act, son. You have a sister to take of now, it's not all about you anymore!" He says this with a smile at first, and then lets out an exasperated sigh, turning back to a frown.

You look at him, slightly confused, but you understand what he means. You have a sister to protect. You make a serious face, and give him a rowdy, "Yes, sir!" Complete with a salute. You bring his smile back, albeit it looks a little tired. "I know I'm not around all the time, so I'm counting on you to teach her to be tough: just like you!"


You open your eyes, and look around the room, still in somewhat of a daze. It looks like the room from your dream.

[] Stare at the ceiling. Think things over for a minute.
[] Look around the room.

Rolled 5

>>31754452
>[] Stare at the ceiling. Think things over for a minute.

>>31754452
>[X] Stare at the ceiling. Think things over for a minute.

>>31754452
[X] Stare at the ceiling. Think things over for a minute.

>>31754452
>[X] Stare at the ceiling. Think things over for a minute.

>>31754463
>>31754472
>>31754506
>>31754535

Writing.

What even happened? You walked into the boardroom, were introduced by the temporary CEO, and... you were attacked. You defended yourself, and almost lost it then and there.

Anger. You remember a lot of anger. But towards... a pink haired woman, and an almost militant black-haired woman. Who stabbed you, with your own saber nonetheless. Why did the anger dissipate? It was something the pink-haired one said.

"Lady Satsuki, he's awake." Calls a somewhat meek, but direct, voice.

That's right, Satsuki. Your sister. She connected your chest to your back with the single lunge. Why aren't you in pain? Your eyes move from the ceiling to your body, and you see an IV drip attached to your arm. Ah, painkillers. While there is no pain, thinking of your wound has made you aware of it, and your left shoulder suddenly feels sore. You try to move it, and while it reacts, it doesn't move much. You grip and release your other hand instinctively, curling it into a fist, and then release a few times before you're convinced that you are awake. The lightheaded dreaminess that had comfortably enveloped you is beginning to ease, and reality is firmly in its place.

[] Look around.
[] Try to get up.
[] Prop yourself against the headstand.

>>31754452
[X] Try to get up.

>[] Prop yourself against the headstand

>[] Look around

>>31754792
[] Look around.
Pretty slow today.

>>31754944
Yeah, I'd agree. I think I'll wrap it up for today. Still trying to figure out a good flow for when to do this. Try again on Saturday, see how it goes.

>>31754792
>[X] Prop yourself against the headstand.

>>31754966
Most people are probably still asleep after What if and No-Star quests. They should be starting to wake up in an hour or two.
If there still seems to be some people around so you can keep running or try again then if you feel like running.

>>31754792
>[x] Look around.

>>31754792
Don't know if you are still here, but
>[] Look around

>>31755038
>>31755168

Ah, maybe. I'm still trying to get the timing down, as I wake up pretty early. I'll resume shortly then.

>>31754792
>[x] Look around.
Still here OP?

>>31755205
>>31755168
>>31755123
>>31754944
>>31754889

Writing.

You look around the room again, taking inventory of everything around you. To your left underneath a plain glass window sit two chairs, side by side and as white as the room. There is a long brown fur coat covering the two seats, and a half-empty water bottle against one of the chair's legs. Outside, you can only see an overcast sky, and what looks like a ruined tower.

You turn your attention to the foot of the bed, and see a man standing there. He seems somewhat tall, and a bit lanky. Blue hair, though. You don't see that too often, especially on a male. His bespectacled eyes are glaring down at a tablet he's holding in his hands, and doesn't seem to pay you any heed. He doesn't look the type to start a conversation without some prodding.

[] Who are you?
[] Where is my sister?
[] What happened?

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>>31755446
>What happened?

>>31755446
>[] What happened?

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>>31755446
>[] What happened?
bruh

>>31755446
>[X] What happened?

>>31755446
>[] What happened?

>>31755467
>>31755490
>>31755515
>>31755536
>>31755580

Writing.

>>31753499

Is Godot actually HumbleStoryteller?

>>31754138
Using a pastebin... Is this another import from /a/ or something?

If not why don't you use the archives?
>http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html

You cough a bit to try and get the man's attention. Nothing. You cough a bit more loudly this time; still nothing. Alright, if that's how he wants to play it. You breath in as deeply as you can. More and more until your lungs cannot expand any further. And then you start to actually cough and wheeze. You hack for a good minute before you regain control over your own breathing, only to see the man starting at you with a sly grin on his face, giving you his full attention.

"Did you let me do that one purpose?" You say, still a bit choked up.

"Why, whatever do you mean?" He says without a hint of sincerity, but with plenty of caddishness.

You sigh a bit, and his smirk slowly disappears from his face. "What happened?"

"You were stabbed." He replies factually.

"And then?"

"You were brought to the local hospital for treatment."

You prop your back against the headstand, raising your voice somewhat. "You're leaving a lot of data out of the equation here. Do you mind expanding a bit on how EXACTLY I got here? The last thing I remember is my own sister- " He interrupts, "Lady Satsuki." You continue in a much more annoyed tone, "SISTER stabbing me through the chest."

"Ah, wouldn't want to leave out wasted data, do we? You were transported here by a terrestrial automobile. I believe it is a custom model..." He grins again. You start to get out of the bed in order to wipe the grin off of his face permanently, and hear the door squeak open.

[] Calm yourself and see who it is.
[] Punch him in the face.

>>31755704
Pastebin contains the thread links to the archive for those who don't want to dig.

>>31755796
>[] Punch him in the face.
fuck you inu you cunt

>>31755796
[] Calm yourself and see who it is.

>>31755796
>[X] Calm yourself and see who it is.
Let's chill out and see who entered the room

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>>31755796
>[] Punch him in the face
you're a dick, inu.

>>31755796
[X] Calm yourself and see who it is.

>>31755796
>[] Calm yourself and see who it is.
Better not appear a complete psycho to whoever came.

>>31755934
>>31755930
>>31755875
>>31755868

Writing.

You calm yourself, not wanting to repeat the same mistake that you made yesterday. Letting your anger get out of control surely won't win you any allies. You're in unfamiliar territory, and can only hope that the party holding you is neutral. Looking him over, he looks like all bark and no bite anyway.

You look over towards the opening door, and you sister walks in, followed by the pink-haired girl from before.

The blue-haired prick suddenly jumps to attention, and addresses her. "Lady Satsuki, I'm glad you could make it." He changes his act quickly around Satsuki, it seems. Snarling and threatening, until his master comes around.

Satsuki looks to be avoided eye-contact with you purposely, as does the smaller one, both looking directly at the dog.

She asks him point blank, "And? How are his vitals? Any abnormalities?"

"None, ma'am."

"And the results of the DNA test?"

"Still being processed, ma'am."

"I see..." She seems pensive for a moment, but quickly resolves whatever is bothering her. "Thank you Inumuta. Your shift is over. Nonon and I will stand guard until Gamagoori arrives."

[] "Stand guard?"
[] Glare at Inumuta.
[] Stand up.

>>31756128
>Stand guard?

It's not like we can do much in that state.

>>31756128
>[] Stand up.
muh resolve

>>31756128
>[] "Stand guard?"
We took quite a hit yesterday so standing up isn't the best idea and if we start glaring Inu, we might get angry again.

>>31756128

>[X] Glare at Inumuta.
>[X] Stand up.

>>31756128
>[X] Stand up.
might as well RESOLVE!

>>31756128
>[] Stand up.
We need to know just what the hell's going on here and ask her.

>>31756128
Do we know any juicy details about Satsuki's younger days we could use as a proof of having known her?

>>31756128
[] "Stand guard?"

>>31756227
>>31756219
>>31756202
>>31756213

So we stand. Writing.

>>31756262
Juicy? Maybe. What kind of brother would we be if we didn't have an embarrassing story or two?

You begin to shift toward the side of your bed, and carefully place your feet on the floor. Beginning to stand, you almost lose your balance, having to catch yourself with your injured arm, barely supported by the out of commission shoulder. Just how long were you laying here?

The three of them look over in your direction, showing no intention of helping you to your feet. That's fine. You haven't exactly made yourself look trustworthy; although, you wonder, do they have the foresight to see that you view them in the same capacity?

You shift your weight around to make it easier on your injured side, and slowly push yourself off the bed into a standing position. Your breathing is slightly labored, but you're in a stable standing position, facing your sister and her comrades.

A simple hospital gown adorns you, but it feels like it's covering the majority of your body from view. You breath out a sigh of relief, and begin to walk over to the opposing group. Looking at them, they all seem to be on guard, and you can't really blame them. You walk a few meters over to where they are standing, and almost upon them, begin to apologize for your behavior yesterday, hoping that they'll do the same.

"Satsuki, I'm glad you-" You begin, but you are quickly cut off by the pointed end of her black katana.

"Lay back down. Now." She commands. You notice that the dog has taken a step back, quickly typing something on his tablet. The pink-haired one has also drawn a dagger and is staring you down.

[] "Satsuki, please."
[] Lay back down.
[] "No."

>>31756533
[X] "Satsuki, please."
There's resolve and then there's being a stubborn bitch.

>>31756533
>[] "Satsuki, please."

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>>31756533

>[X] Tell horribly embarrassing story about Satsuki's youth in front of her peers.

>>31756533
>[X] "Satsuki, please."
How old were we and Satsuki when we last met?

>>31756567
We are 2-3 years older than her. We were separated under less than friendly circumstances around the age of 5 by our parents.

>>31756533
[] "Satsuki, please."

>>31756645
>>31756567
>>31756555
>>31756551

Writing.

"Satsuki, please. If I wanted to kill you, wouldn't I have done it yesterday? Instead I dropped my zweihander, handed you my saber, and dropped to my knees before you."

You begin to choke back tears, as the emotions that overcame you before, overtake yet again. "Don't you remember me? The times I protected you from the other rich kids? The walks through the garden? You falling asleep as I read to you in your nursery? How can't you-" You feel the steel barely touching your neck, nicking a small wound on your throat. It's cold chill is otherworldly, and sends goosebumps cascading across your body.

You carefully meet her eyes up from the floor where you were staring. Those beautiful blue eyes; their pupils are somewhat dilated. She seems somewhat taken aback, but does not move the blade away from your throat, and maintains her commanding aura. "I have no brother. Now LAY BACK DOWN." The stances of her allies seem somewhat more at ease, although still prepared to strike at the slightest provocation.

[] Grab the blade, draw it closer.
[] Lay back down.
[] Keep talking.

>>31756795
>[X] Grab the blade, draw it closer.
and
>[X] Keep talking.

RESOLVE!

>>31756795
>[] Grab the blade, draw it closer.

>>31756795
[X] Grab the blade, draw it closer.
[X] Keep talking.

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>>31756795
>[] Keep talking.
>[] Grab the blade, draw it closer.

>>31756795
>Grab the Blade, draw it closer
>Keep talking

Stop getting your panties in a twist damnit.

>>31756850
>>31756971
>>31756952
>>31756904
>>31756895

Writing.

You tense up. You know this look. It's the "I'll do as I please, for it is righteous and right." look. There is only one way to get through to someone who's righteousness has blocked out their clearer judgement. Show that you are more righteous.

You choke back the tears further, to the point that your throat burns. You stare you sister in the eyes, smiling, and take hold of the blade. It cuts deep into your hand, and your blood flows freely down its blade. You begin to draw it in closer to your neck, where the nick was made earlier.

She meets your glare with an equally fierce one, barely able to contain her anger at this point. "Do you think you can break my resolve by killing yourself with my blade? I feel no pity for those who can't even value their own life, let alone the lives around them."

That word, resolve. You smile. You begin to laugh in her face. It's a chuckle at first, developing into a madman's laugh with unmatched grace. Your head slowly turns upward, dragging the blade along your neck; hands still gripping the edges, keeping it perfectly in place.

You laughter stops at its apex, and you bring your head crashing back forward, and stare back into her eyes maintain the madman's grin. You can sense the slightest bit of fear in them.

"And who do you think taught you that word, resolve?" Before she can answer, you cut her off, bringing the blade even further into your neck. "It was me Satsuki. I don't know why you can't remember neither me, nor any of our interactions, but... but the very last time we talked I made sure you knew what resolve was. And..." You go back to visibly choking back your tears, "I'm so happy you at least remember that lesson."

She looks visibly shocked at this point, and somewhat dumbfounded.

"Satsuki," you say as the grip on the blade is loosened by both wielders. "I don't care if you believe me or not. I am your brother, and all I've done in my life has been for you..." you go back to choking up a bit, "and my other sister."

>>31757270

You wrap your undamaged arm around her, and she doesn't seem to offer any physical resistance. You draw her in, laying her head against your chest. It's been sixteen years since you've been able to see your sister. And you notice it... a single thread sticking out from the back of her skull, bright red.

[] Clever girl. Roll 1d6
[] Satsuki, forgive me, this will hurt. Roll 1d10
[] Ignore it. Cherish the moment.

Rolled 2

>>31757363
[] Clever girl.

Rolled 9

>>31757363
>[] Satsuki, forgive me, this will hurt.

Rolled 3

>>31757363
>[X] Clever girl.

Rolled 8

>>31757363
>[X] Satsuki, forgive me, this will hurt.

Rolled 7

I guess I didn't want to sleep in, then.

>>31757270
[X] Satsuki, forgive me, this will hurt.

Rolled 6

>>31757363
[X] Satsuki, forgive me, this will hurt

Rolled 6

>>31757363
>[] Satsuki, forgive me, this will hurt

Rolled 7

>>31757363
>[X] Satsuki, forgive me, this will hurt.

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>>31757395
>>31757418
>>31757426
>>31757439
>9
>8
>7
>6

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>>31757465
We fucking got this.

>>31757395
>>31757418
>>31757426
>>31757439
>>31757440

Writing.

You can't sense any life fibers in her clothing, and based on her touch, she isn't a hybrid. That only leaves one possibility: your mother's personal calling card. A sinking feeling hits the bottom of your stomach, as you know what need to be done to remove the thread. But why just erase you? What the hell was she thinking? These questions buzz in your mind for a moment, but you dissolve them to the lower recesses of your subconscious. You know what must be done.

"Satsuki, please forgive me, as this is going to hurt a lot."

She is immediately taken aback by your words, and her two cronies leap into action. You quickly hook the thread under the pointer finger of the hand used to embrace her. And you pull. Hard. It seems this one has been there for awhile. The small one has already dug her dagger into your forearm, but it's too late. You pull with the remainder of your strength, combining it with the weight of your own body being tackled to the ground by Inumuta. It snaps.

As you hit the floor, you can see your sister slowly raise her hands to her head. You know what comes next, but nothing can fully prepare you for it. You've seen it happen countless times during your imprisonment to those workers who "earned their memories back".

A blood curdling scream erupts from her throat, as she clasps her head with both hands. Shock. Anger. Fear. Depression. Happiness. The sum of those locked away memories flood back, all at once. God, you wish you could stymy the flow, but that isn't an option. It's all or nothing.

A small trickle of blood is still coming from the back of her head, leaving a temporary trail in the air as she collapses face first to the ground.

"She's alive." You manage to pipe out. The pink one digs the dagger in your forearm even deeper into it. You wince in pain, but don't let it show. You did what needed to be done.

Nonon angrily asks, "WHAT DID YOU DO TO SATSUKI-SAMA?"

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>>31757809
WE FUCKED UP. WE FUCKED UP. WE HAVE FUCKED UP NOW. NOW, WE HAVE FUCKED UP.

>>31757809
we did what had to be done nonon

OH FUCK.

>>31757809

"I did what needed to be done. I reversed the memory manipulation put in place by our mother." She looks at you as if you were the foulest, most grotesque being in existence, but quickly jumps to Satsuki's aid.

They pick her up, and carry her to the hospital bed, carefully laying her down.

"I'll stay here, Inumuta. Go get a doctor, HURRY!" Inumuta runs through the room, making sure to step directly on your chest as he is exiting. You cough up a bit more blood, but manage to stagger up off the floor.

Nonon holds one arm out towards you, sneering "Don't take another step, monster." She makes sure to put plenty of hate into the monster. You defy her, and walk towards the window. It doesn't seem like she is willing to leave Satsuki's side.

You walk over to the window, and stare out toward the cityscape. You must be on the outskirts of Tokyo, as the destruction caused by "Cocoon Planet" and the ensuing battles are evident. Some buildings remain standing, but they look mostly abandoned. Even then, they are specks in the ruined concrete jungle of man.

"You have to endure Satsuki. You have the resolve. You're a Kiryuin, after all." You breath in and out, and begin to turn towards the hospital bed. "It's only going to get worse. Much worse."

You turn to see Satsuki, eyes agape, smiling at you. "And why are things going to get worse, Hinode?" She says, as she gets out of bed, and begins to walk over to you.

[] Explain.
[] Go for the hug.
[] Duck and cover.

>>31758112
>Explain

I ain't getting stabbed trying to hug her.

>>31758112
>[] Duck and cover.

>>31758112
>[X] Explain.
Let's try to not get stabbed.

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>>31757363
[X] Explain.
That's enough stab wounds for one day.

>[X] Duck and cover.

>>31758245
Oh, of course. Still doesn't delete the previous post from the text field, does it?
Meant for >>31758112

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>>31758112
>[] Explain.
COVER OUR ASS

>>31758112
>[] Explain.

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>>31758200
>>31758245
>>31758303
>>31758317

Writing.

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>>31758383
>votep_as_a_demon.png

You can't help but smile. It's been years since your name has been spoken with any tenderness.You turn away from the window, and towards your sister, speaking with as much alacrity as you can muster. "I'm not sure how she died, but surely our mother explained her plan to you? She wasn't one to go out without giving a speech, emphasizing how much better she is than anyone else?"

She glides towards you, and with the same tone as before, says. "No, I have no idea what she was planning." You smile more and begin to explain: "Well, there are many more-"

"But she does." She's reclaimed her sword, and... she's pointing it out the window. Her smile is gone, her voice back to the tone of a commandant. You turn to only see the large silhouette of a man, and what looks like an average sized girl riding on her back swinging straight for the window, and you.

You only have enough time to drop your smile, and give a dazed, hopeless expression, as the glass shatters on you. The hospital gown doesn't offer much protection, and your skin feels shredded before the real impact even hits. He's big. Goddamn, his silhouette did not do him justice. As soon as his feet make contact with your sternum, what air you had in your lungs is knocked out. And you fly for the first time in your life, straight into the door behind you, which in turn files into the hallway wall behind that.

You try to speak, but the large blonde man simply picks you up by the throat, and begins to choke you. You aren't a short man, and are six feet tall, but you feel like a dwarf compared to him.

The black haired girl jumps off his back, and points her... scissor blade towards you. It seeming grows from the size of a normal half-pair of scissors, to the size of your zweihander. She's going to say something, it appears.

[] Who, or what, the hell are you?
[] Above, addressed to both.
[] Stay silent. Hear them out.

>>31758694
[X] Stay silent. Hear them out.
They STILL want us dead?

>>31758694
>[] Stay silent. Hear them out.
Have they not beaten us up enough?

>>31758694
[] Stay silent. Hear them out.

>>31758694
>[] Stay silent. Hear them out.

>>31758694
>[] Stay silent. Hear them out.
jesus christ they won't fucking stop even for a moment

>>31758694
>[] Who, or what, the hell are you?

>>31758744
>>31758763
>>31758778
>>31758782
>>31758837

Writing.

We do not seem to know Ryuko. Only Nui and Satsuki were adressed in the flashbacks.

>>31758694
http://vocaroo.com/i/s1sj2TRQp7Rm

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>>31759204
It keeps happening man

I think I have an addiction

Oh sweet, a voicethread's up.

>>31759233
there's only one cure for you addiction
cowbell

You look back and forth between the two of them with pleading eyes, attempting to loosen the blonde one's grip on your throat. He's strong, and you aren't exactly in prime condition right now, and you seriously doubt that even at peak condition, you could loosen his hold.

"Gamagoori, put him down!" Shouts the woman standing next to him. He seems to hesitate for a minute, but abides and drops you into the rubble. You gasp for air, almost having suffocated. You hear the click of heels against the hospital floor, and look up to see your sister standing next to the other one, speaking in a low voice, surely so you can't hear. You decide to stay silent, and just enjoy being able to breath.

The one with the red streak shouts a few times, not even trying to hide her anger with your sister. "I TOLD YOU- NO, WHAT WERE YOU,- WHAT IF YOU HAD, WHAT IF HE-" And it all stops when you sister pulls this woman into an embrace. You see tears form in the others' eyes, and she starts balling.

"I told you not to worry me like that, nee-san... You're all I have left." The red-streaked one gets a pat on the back from your sister, and she draws her in closer.

The blue-haired one is running down the hallway, even faster than when he was fetching the nurse. You can see a doctor in tow, trying to catch up, along with a few policemen. He immediately whispers something into Satsuki's ear, and she says something in a low tone to Inumuta. He looks confused, but back off, and enter the room you were ejected from, talking to Nonon.

Your sister remains mostly stoic, and whispers into the other woman's ear. They both turn to you, blades still drawn.

[] Smile. Give them a thumbs up as well. Might as well die with a smile.
[] Smile. Tell them it's alright.
[] Frown and state how disappointed you are in her.

>>31759257
>[] Smile. Tell them it's alright.

>>31759257
>[] Smile. Tell them it's alright.

>>31759257

[] Smile. Tell them it's alright.

>>31759257
[X] Smile. Tell them it's alright.

>>31759257
>[] Smile. Tell them it's alright.

>>31759257
>[] Smile. Tell them it's alright.

>>31759295
>>31759304
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>>31759364

Writing.

You smile, and close your eyes. You can guess what is to come next, knowing full well what he told her, and you can't blame them for wanting to kill you right there. Suppose Ragyo won even in death, huh? She's probably laughing right now in whatever hell she's become queen and sovereign over. "It's alright. If this is how I go, so be it. I'm resigned to my fate, as any other man."

You open your eyes to see the two of them... doing a knight's kneel; their weapons firmly planted into the hospital floor. In unison, they both say, "We're sorry, brother."

You laugh. You laugh as heartily as you can, until it hurt, and that only encourages you to laugh even harder. You've never felt this jovial in your long, pathetic life. No, it can't be pathetic; you have a chance to right that which is wrong, if anything it's a miraculous. You simply can't control the laughter.

They both look up at you, extremely confused and altogether bewildered by your behavior. Not just now, but even up until now. "Just... what is so funny, huh?" Asks the red-streaked one, slightly tiffed at our laughter.

"Nothing... I'm sorry." You let out between suppressed chuckling. You eventually stop laughing, and say, "Satsuki, I'm glad you remember me, but you have to tell me who that is?" You say, pointing towards the woman next to her.

She haughtily replies. "Remember you? I still don't. I don't know what you were trying to accomplish by breaking that thread, and I don't wish to. The only reason you're alive is because we got the results back from the DNA test we performed. You are indeed a Kiryuin, and, despite my own reservations, my sibling. And, unlike my mother, I won't kill without reason-- and I hope you don't give me that reason."

And the wild one with the red streak of hair speaks up, "And my name is Ryuuko Matoi; also your sister."

Well. That isn't what you were expecting.

And, that's all for today, folks.

Archive link:
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/31753499/

Pastebin with previous threads:
http://pastebin.com/bstMSUxd

As always, feel free to ask questions or whatnot. I'll be doing another this Saturday, probably a little latter than the past two.

>>31760014
I guess I'll be getting started soon, then.
Good show.

>>31760014
Good thread, Godot.
This has been interesting thus far, looking forward to where you'll take this.

>>31759919
>"Just... what is so funny, huh?" Asks the red-streaked one, slightly tiffed at our laughter.
>our laughter
2deep4me
the meta is broken
everyone go home

>>31759919
Good shit, my man

>>31760238