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>Introduction & Summary Continued:

Whether it was stemming from your lack of a social life, her blush when you saw her looking at some of the outrageous swimsuits or your libido taking over when you started imagining what she'd look like IN one of Shermie's retro-80's/90's "Swimwear", but you offered to talk with her and, luckily, she was a fan of your modelling work with Shermie's swimwear catalog.

From there, the two of you hit it off and went out to lunch together, finding that Avery (As she called herself) was a master of Aikido and, among other things, seemed to be a mirror image of yourself as far as her backstory and motivation to fight... Which lead to a few training drills out on Sound Beach, as well as her phone number and the promise to meet up with her to possibly spar and/or train together (With Avery out-and-out wanting to have you teach her your near-bootleg'd Kyokugen Karate), though to be honest you don't quite know what to think about all of this, or even why she seemed so friendly towards you... Not to mention that you only ran into her at Shermie's in the first place because oyou had wanted to talk to Shermie and her boyfriend Yashiro Nanakase about a possible "Date" (IE a chance for you to "Relieve some stress", in a way)...

>Out of Katja Summary:

Before the players had a chance to go on Katja's day off and meet Avery, we got the briefest of glimpses at Fiona Graves getting drive out to South Town International Airport for her flight to Europe, with everything not quite as it seemed...

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THat said, let's kick this topic off with a much-belated vote, shall we?

>A. Assume the role of Katja Hartkern on 5/27/xx and play through the day.

>B. Go on a "Dream Sequence" as Katja, waking up on 5/27.

>C. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character in this storyline to gain direct control over)

>D. Something Else... ("Write-in/Combine up to 2 Votes" Vote)

>>31959078

>C. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character in this storyline to gain direct control over)

Fiona Graves, because you left us hanging when we last saw her OP.

>>31959078

>C. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character in this storyline to gain direct control over)

Andrew Draco, because racing cars when you should be fighting is fun IMHO.

>>31959078

>B.

Lewd as FUCK fantasies ahoy!

>>31959078
>>B. Go on a "Dream Sequence" as Katja, waking up on 5/27.
Down the rabbithole we go.

>>31959078
>>31959406

Fuck it, changing my vote to Option B to get this show on the road.

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>>31959455
>>31959488
>>31959594

Alright, Option B takes the vote and updates will arrive shortly... Keep in mind that this is probably going to be the LAST one of these for the entire quest; Do those that voted for Option B still want to go through with it?

>>31959620
The last dream sequence?
By that, do you mean 'do it now or you miss your shot', or will it be an option at a later date, provided we refuse it now?
If the former, do it. If the latter, save it for another time.

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>>31959704

It's the former, as I had intended to hold back on these and maybe eliminate them altogether (Or make them non-interactive for a while, as Katja doesn't go off on "Lucid Dreams" like this every single night)...

And I'm awfully sorry for not adding this into the branching paths option for Option B Anons; Doing so would've forced the post to go over the character limit and I was already rushing to get it done and out ASAP, so...

>>31959620
>>31959824

If that's the case, then let's go for it Weasel. Also,while I appreciate the tineliness isuues getting adressed, I don't think it's cool to let something like that slide and get mentioned AFYER a vote gets decided.

>>31959902

Stupid phone acting up on me again...

>>31959902
Understood and it won't happen again.
>>31959594
>>31959488
>>31959455

>Updates Officially Begin

>You now gain control of Katja Hartkerm's Psyche

You can feel a hand rest on your shoulder and hear a soft, almost gentle voice say "C'mon, wake up sleepy head…" as it tries to shake you a little.

At first, you can't quite tell who's voice that is and roll over in your bed, pulling the blankets over your head to better muffle the sound of whoever's nagging at you to get ready to face the day. It's only when you hear the voice threaten you by stating "I WILL get a bucket of cold water" that you open your eyes and sat bolt upright, because that almost sounded like...

"Dad?" you drowsily ask, not quite believing that he was back after all of these years (Or that he hadn't sounded like he hadn't aged a day since he had left) as you open your eyes to see that, well, it IS Michael Hartkern staring back at you, his blonde beard and thinning hair looking almost like they were highlighting how tan he was from living out in The Outback for so long.

"No, I'm the ghost from Hamlet" your father teased, then tells you "C'mon, just because it's Saturday and you don't have school is no reason to laze about."

You get a sinking feeling in your stomach as something about this wasn't right; Michael was dead! ... Well, OK, maybe not dead, but he HAS been M.I.A for nearly 7 years now and besides that, you're living in South Town as a 30-something, training for "Thing King of Fighter's: Infinite Match" and looking forward to getting a chance to spar with King, or that Avery chick you had met... Weren't you?

No, it couldn't have been, that was just a dream. A pretty sad, weird dream for sure... But oddly cool at times. You roll out of bed and pulled out a clean pair of blue jeans and a t-shirt from his dresser while Michael turned to the second bed in the room and attempted to rouse its occupant... All while thinking "Hang, who the bloody hell's THAT?"

>>31960500

The other person made no response, only continuing to lay in bed in a vain attempt to reclaim the sleep from which he(/she?) had been so rudely pulled from. After a few more prods, Michael threw up his arms in defeat and exited the room while you stood by the side of the other bed after you had finished dressing...

You had contemplated whether or not it might be a good idea to attempt to wake this person as well but decided against it, as something in your gut told you that whoever this was supposed to be was NOT a morning person; In fact, you could sense that he/she was cranky and snappy and just all around unpleasant to be around when woken up to early just by leaning in towards the bed...

You shrug at that and exited the bedroom you don't recall sharing with ANYONE and headed into the living room/dinning room/kitchen of the small apartment and was greeted by the pleasant scent of frying bacon, hash browns and eggs. A man that looked a bit like "Slick" Sukihiro sat at the kitchen's foldout table reading that morning's edition of "The Australian", peering out the side of his paper when you entered and pulled out the crossword and started doing Sudoku puzzles. He then set the page down at your normal seat at the table, all just a part of your morning routine...

Wait a minute, WAS this part of your routine? You don't recall this guy ever living with you before, not to mention doing the crossword and sudoku in either; Wasn't your normal morning routine to blast on one of Robert Garcia's various training machine's or swim in his gloriously heated pool? You mentally shrugged and decided that you MUST still be half asleep and sat at the table, taking the offered mind-puzzles. You were halfway through the "Across" section of the crossword (That in itself a small miracle) when Michael placed a plate of warm eggs, bacon and potatoes in front of you, smelling better than you ever thought such a "Plain" meal could...

>>31961019

It was at that moment that a young woman that looked JUST like you (Though with slightly longer hair and without the scar across your left cheek) chose to grace all of you with her presence, swaggering out of the bedroom still in her PJs and carrying that annoying stuffed Koala that she always toted around...

Your blood froze at the sight of her as it almost seemed like the matrix of your dream was going to burst apart at the seams for a second, though everything stabilized when you started to ponder if she didn't take "Mr. Grumbles" with her it into the shower sometimes.

"Mornin' all" She yawned,

"Ah, sleeping beauty wakes!" Michael jested as he offered her a plate of food, taking a few breaths as she took it and sat down next to you, oddly expecting her to "Flip out" and start beating the ever-loving crap out of you and your "Family"...

When you hear Michael ask "Katja? Are you alright hun?"

>A. Shake your head "No" and tell him that you need to excuse yourself for a moment, then desperately look for a bathroom or something because it feels like you're going to throw up...

>B. Keep calm, Nod at your dad's question and eat your breakfast in peace and quiet.

>C. FREAK OUT AND PUNCH PEOPLE!

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

Did we just get Truman Show'd? Or is this still a dream?

>>31961241

>B.

Keep calm and Kyokugenryuu!

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>>31961369

Don't worry, this is all still a dream Anon.

>>31961241

>B. Keep calm, Nod at your dad's question and eat your breakfast in peace and quiet.

>>31961241
>>B. Keep calm, Nod at your dad's question and eat your breakfast in peace and quiet.
This is weird. We are Katja. Our life is weird.
Roll with it.
Eventually we'll get to the point where it doesn't even faze us.

>>31961535
>>31961369
>>31961639

You quietly nod at your dad's comment, then tell him "Yeah, I'm OK... Just had somethin' in my throat for a second."

"Blood 'ell, y'always wolf food down don'tcha?" you hear your supposed "Other-Half" ask as you try to strain yourself from punching her out, memories from some far-off part of your dream creeping up into your mind as your "Family" ate in contented silence, a part of you happy that THIS was your reality and not that awful dream…

After breakfast Michael took you and "Katherine" to the park. He sat on the grass under the shade of a tree to watch the two of you play around while "Katie" was busy pestering you to play a one-on-one game of basketball with her... But you refused; Basketball was one of your roomate's thing, not yours. Your hobby was…

Wait, what were your hobbies again? Training? Riding motorcycles aimlessly? But why? What reason did you have to train everyday if your dad wasn't gone and you (For all intents and purposes) DIDN'T get sexually assaulted at some bar (As you feel like that you're too young to have had that happen to you)? There seemed to be all kinds of gaping holes in your memory: What had you been doing these past few years with your "Family" that you didn't remember?

One thing was for sure: You knew that you weren't going to figure anything out with your "Sister" nagging you to play some stupid game. You gave "Katie" the bush-off and walked over to sit with Michael in the shade of his tree.

"You don't wanna play with your sister?" Your father asked, sounding surprised.

"I…" you start to explain, but faltered as you pondered how could you explain such a severe amnesia like this to your dad? "I didn't want to be out in the sun today after that whole week out on the farm; You know how I burn easily after somethin' like that..."

Michael nodded as you guess that this must have been a common occurrence on outings such as this, you couldn't remember...

>>31962037

Though that train of thought got derailed when Michael reached into a picnic basket that you didn't think he had brought and pulled out a small stack of sandwiches, offering one to you.

"Since you're not gonna play with your sister, how 'bout some lunch?"

You took a look at it and obediently took the offered food. It was a bit bland and tasteless in your mouth, but you took a few more bites before setting it to the side so as not to insult your father's culinary skills.

After a prolonged pause, Michael asks "Is something bothering you?"

"No..." you answered slowly as possible, trying to hide your growing fear and the feeling that this just isn't right. "Not really. It's just that… I think I'm a little confused is all. Never mind."

Mickael seemed to accept your answer and didn't push the issue, turning his attention back to watching "Katherine" as she had found some cocky-looking guy to play with. The two of you watched them play about a half-court's length away from the shade of their tree, a slight breeze rustled the leaves of their tree and blowing through your hair. You pulled a stray, extremely long strand of your fly golden hair from your eyes and saw that Michael was unaffected by the breeze.

"Its nice, isn't it?" your father said without looking at you. "The wind on your face, the life we're livin' out 'ere in Sydney... It feels good, doesn't it?"

>A. Nod and enjoy the sun and your sister's antics on the court with some "Wally" with your dad by your side.

>B. Shake your head "No" and see what your father says.

>C. Ignore the other two parts of Michael's question and focus on the wind part, asking him if he can feel it or not (IE Turn the dream lucid)

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

>E. "Wake Up" (IE End the dream and wake up on 5/27 as Katja Hartkern)

>F. Pause the current "Dream Sequence" and Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character in this storyline to gain direct control of)

>>31962296

>C. Ignore the other two parts of Michael's question and focus on the wind part, asking him if he can feel it or not(IE Turn the dream lucid)

We existentialist now muthafuckah!

>>31962296
>>C. Ignore the other two parts of Michael's question and focus on the wind part, asking him if he can feel it or not (IE Turn the dream lucid)
Buckle up, gents.

>>31962296

>C.

Like there's any other choice...

>>31962371
>>31962408
>>31962477

You ignore the other part of your father's query and ask "Can't you feel it?", sounding confused, yet oddly truthful about it.

You knew that something was up when instead of answering you directly, your beloved, proud Papa turned to face you and smiled a sad and forlorn looking smile... And further felt that things were going to get psychologically bumpy when the wind stopped, the sounds of the park seemed to fade-out as though you were suddenly going deaf, your vision focused completely on Michael as if you were seeing him through a tunnel.

"You can't feel it..." You slowly started to say, thinking your way through it. "Because you're not really here."

Michael nodded as the world around you started to fade into a sepia-like shades.

"Because you're dead" you conclude, a part of you hoping that it weren't the case... Only to get another nod.

At that moment there was a whoosh and everything disappeared;"Katherine" vanished as did the muted colors and sounds of the park, the tree under which the two of you were sitting under, everything but Michael Hartkern, your father. After standing out in an empty void for what seemed like an eternity, Michael turned to leave.

"Oi! Wait!" you yell, your body feeling warm as you feel yourself start to rapidly age, transforming back into your gloriously toned and "Built" body.

The specter of your father paused, as it felt like you'd have one last chance to ask him a question before he leaves you and this vision of a life you never had implodes.

>A. "What was all of that? Because I never lived in the city with you, or some "Master" or a sister or whatever..."

>B. "What Am I?"

>C."Why'd Mum have t'die?"

>D. Something Else... ("Write-in/Combine up to 2 Votes" Vote)

>E. "Wake Up" (IE End the dream and wake up on 5/27 as Katja Hartkern)

>F. Pause the current "Dream Sequence" and Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character in this storyline to gain direct control of)

>>31962757

>D. Something Else... ("Write-in/Combine up to 2 Votes" Vote)

B, then A to cover our bases... Let me guess, Katja's actually some kind eldrictian horror disguised as a human or some sgit, right Weasel?

>>31962757
>>A. "What was all of that? Because I never lived in the city with you, or some "Master" or a sister or whatever..."
The ell's goin on?

>>31962757

Seconding >>31962949

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>>31962949
>>31963160

Looks like a combination of A & B is going to win this unless more votes arrive shortly...

>>31962757
>>31963115
>>31963574
Changing from A to A+B.
3 votes for. Unanimous.

>>31963160
>>31962949
>>31963677

OK Then! A combination of A & B wins the vote, but I have to commute ASAP; Updates are pending...

OK, back from my commute. Fasten your seatbelts Anons, because SHIT IS HAPPENING.

>>31963677
>>31963160
>>31962949

You close your eyes and yell "What Am I?", sounding more like some scared little girl rather than the woman you ended up becoming (At least physically).

"You... Are something that god wouldn't give me and your wife at first; No matter how hard we prayed, no matter what we did or took or tried, we couldn't conceive a child" you hear your father explain, your heart racing as the background starts to form into an almost-familiar scene: The laboratory from your hot-pants-wearing escapade you had gone on some time ago, specifically that seemingly endless row of human-sized cylinders, each one of them holding virtual replicas of you and "Katherine"...

"Science though... Science found a way" He concludes, though not without tinges of regret and disgust in his voice as you start to cry, though more out of anger at how perfectly fucked up this all seems to you.

"So I'm a monster then!? Some bloody Frankenstein you made for a giggle while doin' whatever the fuck you did fer'a" you started to yell, tears streaming down your eyes though you get cut off by your father screaming at the top of his lungs.

"God damn it, you ARE human Katja! THAT WAS THE BLOODY POINT! " He thunders, shutting you up almost instantly. "JUST because your DNA was purposefully selected and cultivated instead of being randomly assembled and formed from an infinite combination of genetic hosts DOESN'T mean that you're some kind of freak, or something intrinsically evil or WHATEVER! You're YOU! You exist like everyone on this exists and no one knows the difference, because THERE ISN'T ANY!"

"I don't even know who the FUCK you are anymore, Michael" you scream/sob, making a point by using your father's real name. "And I'm fuckin' DONE mate" you add as you turn and start to walk away from him, your father's pleading voice ringing in your ears as you close your eyes...

>>31965793

>A. Keep walking; You have nothing left to say to your father right now...

>B. Stop and listen to what he has to say; He IS the ghost of your father, after all.

>C. Wake up, end the dream on 5/27 as Katja Hartkern and go work off any anger or stress you might feel in the gym.

>D. Something Else... ("Write-in/Combine up to 2 Votes" Vote)

>E. Pause the current "Dream Sequence" and Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character in this storyline to gain direct control of)

>>31965808

>B. Stop and listen to what he has to say; He IS the ghost of your father, after all

Keep the crazy train goin'.

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>>31965808
>>B. Stop and listen to what he has to say; He IS the ghost of your father, after all.
What.

>>31965808

>B.

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>>31966215
>>31966294
>>31966795

Sorry about that back-breakingly long delay Anons; Had some stuff come up that needed to be taken care of... However! Option B wins the vote and updates will arrive shortly!

>>31966215
>>31966294
>>31966795

You feel yourself stop as hear your dad start to explain "Kat, look... I wanted kids, Maiya wanted kids, but I kept shootin' blanks... So I had to go above and beyond the", but cut him off after that.

"What's there more t'fuckin' say Michael? You lied to me, MADE me and like a hundred others in some damn lab in the far east or somethin' for what? 'Bettering mankind?' A paycheck? The chance to claim one'o'me for yourself and for Kadee?" you ask him, using your pet name for your mother, Maiya (Which, curiously, translates as "Mother" in certain dialects used by certain Australian Aboriginal Tribes). "What about your anthropology degree? Was that some lie then, like that bloody stupid "Golden Years" shit I just played through?" you ask some more, Michael's silence pressing you to keep pushing him into answering...

Though a voice from beyond the fringes of the rapidly-distorting laboratory silences you and Michael just as he was about to retort something that would've made you get ALL kinds of angry at him.

"For me... Your father is correct; It was all for me Katyin."

Your eyes widen as you look around and spot your mother, Maiya Hartkern start to form from out of the edges of the void that now enveloped the whole area (The previous laboratory with all of those god-awful cylinders now gone). She walked towards you with a feline grace and looked like a spitting image of you, though with long, black hair hair and a slightly more "Womanly" (IE not as muscular or as "Built" as you are) build and face.

"Maiya... What're you doin' out 'ere?" your father asks as he greets her with a few caresses and kisses, looking like he really hadn't seen her in ages.

"Helping you take care of this mess" she teases, then turns to you and explains "But really, if there's anyone to blame in all of this madness Katyin, it should lay on my shoulders... Because I was the one who pressured your father into going to such lengths to have you & Kaiya."

>>31968524

You shake your head at all of this, mouth agape (Partly from how STUNNING your mom looked when she was younger) and staring in disbelief at how your parents. the people you modeled yourself after and strode towards bettering in life somehow, some way... Associated themselves with the fucking NESTS whack-jobs that threatened the entire human race if what Seth, Vanessa & Ramon had told you could be taken at "Face Value"...

Though you don't out-and-out say that they worked for NESTS or anything like that, instead asking your father "Y'must've worked for NESTS then?", looking down at the ever-expanding, inky darkness at your feet.

After a long pause, Michael simply says "... Yes" with a forlorn sigh. "You wouldn't be alive it weren't for them dangling the carrot of your creation in front of my face, hiring me to begin their "Final Phase" and start creating their 'Perfect Army'..."

"But if it makes you feel any better, my DNA and your father's especially live on through you" Maiya chips in.

"Yeah? Well ain't that somethin" you drolly reply.

"Yeah... And I AM a fully licensed anthropologist" Michael says, almost cheekily adding "But my main source of income came from screwin' 'round with genetics."

"Is that how y'met mum?"

"Nah, at a party while I was on holiday the year after I left the tribe" Maiya clarifies, then turns to her hubby and asks "Wasn't my Aborigine DNA the key to getting the entire cloning and bodily modification program to work properly at the start of it though?"

"Yeah... There's somethin' in you and your mum 'ere that altered your DNA helixes to like a Quad instead of a Triple, so y'could say that" your father states, then says "And I never "Made" any others outside of you or Kaiya Kat; Mark my words that the last thing I wanted to see was my breakthroughs get used to ignite bloody World War Three..."

"What about my 'Sister'?" you ask, wondering what in the hell could've happened that lead you to block her from your memory...

>>31968832

The silence and solemn looks on your mother and father's faces tell you more than you'd like to know, though Maiya offers up a quick summary "Well, she DID exist once, but she's gone now I'm afraid; Just like us..."

"She was trained at a young age to become a relatively high-ranking officer at NESTS... I don't know what happened to her after that" Michael adds, what Andrew Draco cryptically told you a few nights ago adding up, along with a few gruesome flashes of what you had seen whenever the name "Katherine Hart" reached your ears...

"So... I'm superhuman then?" you ask.

"Potentially... NESTS didn't think so, which is why they took on Kaiya instead of you" Michael says, adding "You'd need to work out a tremendous amount to trigger the growth gene that would get you that kind of strength though..."

You hold your tongue at that, not wanting to say anything about you Kyokugenryuu training as Michael & Maiya walk towards you to try and give you one last hug and while a part of you REALLY wants to try and hug them back, something just doesn't feel right still, like it's a calm before an all-too-familiar storm...

>A. Keep the dream alive by trying to hug your sadly deceased parents and see what happens.

>B. Don't try to do anything physical with them, instead waving and telling them that you WILL start to live your life on your terms and by your own goals here and now...

>C. Wake up & end the dream on 5/27 as Katja Hartkern and go work off any lingering fears and/or tension about what you just saw in your mind.

>D. Wake up & end the dream on 5/27 as Katja Hartkern and simply lay back in bed a little bit to reflect on how almost everything you've experienced and/or were told in your dreams has (Somehow) been proven to be correct...

>E. Something Else... ("Write-in/Combine up to 2 Votes" Vote)

>F. Pause the current "Dream Sequence" and Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character in this storyline to gain direct control of)

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>>31969192

>TFW No Replies...

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>>31969772

>TFW STILL No Replies...

Call it a thread and start a new one at 11:30 AM PST/ 2:30 PM EST?

>>31970076
>>31969772

Honestly? I would call it for the night and try again tomorrow... 9 AM right?

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>>31970668

Sadly no more 9 AM Start-Time threads Anon; I'm pretty damn busy nowadays...

>>31969772
>>31970076

>Pause/(End?)>Updates

Thanks to those that participated in this smaller session today... Unfortunately, while I WILL be able to QM tomorrow, Updates and/or a new thread won't arrive until 11:30 AM PST /2:30 EST at the absolute earliest, with only a 4 hour window until I HAVE to go out and take care of a few other obligations of mine...

However, voting WILL be open for that whole time and discussion over the events of this thread (As well as any other throughout the week or from the past) are more than welcome to fill in the gaps of time my new work schedule has created for me lately... Though if this thread DOES 404, a new will go up with the header "The King of Fighter's Quest Round 29.1" or something like that.

Regardless, until next time /tg/!

>Pic Unrelated

bump

>>31969192
>A. Keep the dream alive by trying to hug your sadly deceased parents and see what happens.

>Katja is a NESTS project/test tube baby
Called it.

>>31969192
a

>>31973078
>Katja is a NESTS project/test tube baby
If that's the case, I wonder if _K'_ will try to hunt us down at some point.

>>31969192
>>B. Don't try to do anything physical with them, instead waving and telling them that you WILL start to live your life on your terms and by your own goals here and now...

>>31969192

>A. Keep the dream alive by trying to hug your sadly deceased parents and see what happens.

>>31973126
>>31973078

>K-Dash
>Not worrying about Heidern & The Ikari Warriors, who had killed something like 80% of all of the stray Kyo Kusanagi clones by themselves

Do you guys even KoF?

>>31969192

>B. Don't try to do anything physical with them, instead waving and telling them that you WILL start to live your life on your terms and by your own goals here and now...

Halmark Moment aside, something doesn't quite feel right...

>>31969192

>B.

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>>31973078
>>31973110
>>31973727
>>31973612
>>31973827
>>31974826

Quickly checking in to declare a TIE, and to remind all of y'all that Updates WILL resume at around 11:30 AM PST / 2:30 EST today. Until then, Vote to break the current TIE /tg/!

>>31974854
A, just to see where the rabbit hole goes.

>>31974854

Stickinf with my A vote.

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>>31975277
>>31973727
>>31977006
>>31973110
>>31973078

OKAY! Option A takes the vote and updates will arrive shortly...

>>31977006
>>31975277
>>31973727
>>31973110
>>31973078

>Updates Officially resume

>You're sill in control of Katja Hartkern's psyche...OR ARE YOU?!?

You shake your head and think "Fuck it, they ARE my family", then embrace your mom and dad for one long, last time, thinking of all of the happier times the three of you had shared and trying not to dwell on your mum's tragic death due to disease (As you've seen too many dreams like this turn into nightmares by "Over-thinking" things like this).

Slowly, they start to glow and a bright light shines through your closed eyes, nearly overwhelming you vision completely as that slightly "tingly" sensation you felt as a young girl when you held Maiya's hand as she departed from this earth fills your whole body, your father's voice simply stating "And that was a glimpse at the life I wanted you'n Kaiya" before you open your eyes and find yourself standing in a dimly-lit, sparsely-populated Arcade with the glow of a HUGE, 4-person-supported machine in front of you...

>A. Shrug, insert a coin and see what happens...

>B. Look for an attendant, or a tech or something and ask about this "Fatal Fight 2: Fight of Fate" machine before you do anything else.

>C. Try to exit the Arcade and take a look around outside (IF there's an "Outside" to explore, as this place could be on an orbiting space station or something).

>D. Look around for any other games you could play, as you're not too keen on playing a game where the "Attract Screen" says "Insert Coin, Faggot"...

>E. Wake up and end the dream on 5/27 as Katja Hartkern, then simply lay back in bed a little bit to reflect on how almost everything you've experienced and/or were told in your dreams has (Somehow) been proven to be correct...

>F. Something Else... ("Write-in/Combine up to 2 Votes" Vote)

>G. Pause the current "Dream Sequence" and Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character in this storyline to gain direct control of)

>>31977515

>A. Shrug, insert a coin and see what happens...

THE RIDE CONTINUES!!!

>>31977515
A. May as well.

>>31977515

>B.

No point ruahing into something we might not want to have happen...

>>31977515

>A. Shrug, insert a coin and see what happens...

Let's fucking GO OP!

>>31977698
>>31977726
>>31977898

Looks like the "A" Vote takes it unless more arrive within the next 10 Minutes.

>>31977515
>>31977917

>A. Shrug, insert a coin and see what happens...

#YOLO #SWAG #IDGAF

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>>31977898
>>31977726
>>31977698
>>31978232

Alright, Option A clearly wins the vote and updates are on the way.

>>31978232
>>31977726
>>31977698
>>31977898

You take a look around this spacious place, noting the lack of other people around as well as the overall creepy vibe you're getting just standing where you are, the sounds of the various other machines seemingly distant, distorted and out of mind as the large screen of the game "Fatal Fight 2: Fight of Fate" flashes before you, a brief introduction featuring characters that look just like yourself, Fiona Grave's "Ultima" persona & Tsuyako Horikawa get shown, almost taunting you to try and see what's up with the game...

You sigh, roll your eyes and shrug as you walk up to the front of the machine, noting that it has cup holders as you put in a few coins that you felt in the back pocket of your jeans, leading you to a "Character Select" screen that also features silhouettes of Andrew Draco, Kazunori Kazahaya, Jean-Claude Gabriel, Bizuki Iijima and a few other people you don't recognize (12 characters in total)... And while it was fairly tempting to see what would happen if you chose a different character, in the end you decided to pick "Yourself" (AKA "Katherine Hart"), though curiously enough, a second screen with text that reads "Type in Password!" up in the right-hand corner pops up.

A part of you wants to try and type something in, just to see what would happen as you can feel as though you've seen this game before, or even played somewhere in time as people start to magically crowd around you.

>A. Try to recall what the code was and start off from wherever you last left off from (Roll 1d100 for a perception check)

>B. Forget about the code and pick the "Start Game" option; You want to PLAY this game NOW, not later...

>C. Hit the "Back" option and see if you can play as another character or something; You're indecisiveness is showing today... (Roll 1d100 for Luck that you can choose another character and please Write-In which character in this storyline to gain control of)

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

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>>31979096

>TFW no replies...

Rolled 20

>>31979096
>>A. Try to recall what the code was and start off from wherever you last left off from (Roll 1d100 for a perception check)
Ooh. I suspect we'll want a good score here.

Rolled 96

>>31979096


>A.

Rollin'.

Rolled 86

>>31979096

>C. Hit the "Back" option and see if you can play as another character or something; You're indecisiveness is showing today... (Roll 1d100 for Luck that you can choose another character and please Write-In which character in this storyline to gain control of)

Whatever the Fiona Graves character is... This was that crazy "Beat'em Up" that we played through once, isn't it?

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>>31980342

Yes, it is...

>>31979802
>>31980016

Sorry about the delay Anons; had to get some lunch... Regardless, Option A takes this round of voting with updates pending.

>>31980016
>>31979802

You take a gander at the screen as you type in a certain 8-Digit password (Your old phone number from when you lived in Japan, of all things) and hear a chime to confirm that the code worked, the screen showing off a faded black "Stage Select" of-sorts and showcasing a large building in the center of the vaguely South Town-sized city map, no other options seemingly available to you...

===

>New Thread Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KYhtb7PlIKM

===

You feel slightly one-edge as you start to play through the game's (Supposed) "Final Stage", something in the back of your mind telling you that you very well could get transported into the game's world like that one dream from before at almost any moment, a sense of deja vu overwhelming you as you struggle to control your virtual avatar through the on-screen chaos (As you were never really into games like, or videogames as a whole, in fact)...

However, you somehow manage to get to a "Checkpoint" as three other rando people join in to help you out, "Ultima" & "Tsunami" joining the fray as well as one of the "Secret" characters you didn't recognize ("Hypeman 2000", a rather odd-looking superhero that's accompanied by a small dog you' feel like you've seen before) as your charcters start to ascend the tower, beginning a time-honoured videogame tradition: "The Boss Rush".

The first one (Some Tatooed Japanese guy that looked like a Yakuza-backed Sumo Wrestler called "Big Boss Honda") got beaten pretty easily (As his Odd, almost Kyokugenryuu-Inspired attacks were too slow to really hit any of you), though the next two weren't as easily beaten back: The virtual copy of Bizuki Iijima (Here simply called "Ushijima") was more annoying than legitimately challenging, though the "MIB Battle" between the virtual copies of Draco & Kazunori was MUCH tougher than that: Two of the other players "Rage-Quit" on you halfway through the battle and the guy controlling "Hypeman" got KO'ed by a lack of money...

>>31982338

However, in something that seemed almost to be expected, the real-live Fiona Graves & Tsuyako Horikawa (As in THEM, not the characters on-screen) arrived and took over for the "Rage-Quitters", helping you JUST squeak by that last boss battle as the three of you reach the final floor of the building, grabbing any power-ups and health items along the way (With no Fourth Player to help out either, as a fight has broken out around you over who should get that chance to beat the game alongside all of you) you all guide you characters down the long, rather gaudy corridor towards the final boss's office...

>A. Go "Beyond the game" and really control your character's "Destiny" (IE Get an "In-Universe" account of the final battle with "Not-Jean Gabriel", playing through the fight from a first-person perspective)

>B. Keep playing through this game as you are right now, as this seems pleasant enough... Though you should stay on your toes just in case that fight over the 4th Player slot turns ugly and/or tries to involve you. (Roll 1d100 for Luck that it doesn't)

>C. Keep playing through the game, but don't continue when you run out of lives, as the crowd behind you seems to be baying for blood waiting for a chance to play this game.

>D. Hand the controls over to someone else and look around the Arcade for something else to play, because that last boss fight's got you ALL kinds of "Salty" right now...

>E. Something Else... ("Write-in/Combine up to 2 Votes" Vote)

>F. Pause the current "Dream Sequence", go back into the "Waking World" and Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character in this storyline to gain direct control of)

>G. Wake up and end the dream on 5/27 as Katja Hartkern, then think about what you want to do for the day... (Write-In suggestions encouraged with this vote)

>>31982609
A. NOW YOU'RE PLAYING WITH POWER.

We still have to investigate that vaguely tenuous conspiracy-theory connection between Katja and Angelica from that one SamSho game.

Rolled 63

>>31982609
>>31982609
>>E. Something Else... ("Write-in/Combine up to 2 Votes" Vote) - combine
>>B. Keep playing through this game as you are right now, as this seems pleasant enough... Though you should stay on your toes just in case that fight over the 4th Player slot turns ugly and/or tries to involve you. (Roll 1d100 for Luck that it doesn't)
>>F. Pause the current "Dream Sequence", go back into the "Waking World" and Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character in this storyline to gain direct control of)
Take control of... Seth.
Lets see how that mess with Bizuki, Jean and the agents is playing out without Katja's hilariously bad luck muddying the waters.

>>31982810
As the nutbar that concocted it, I'm obliged to agree that this could be interesting. An interlude later, perhaps?

>>31982939
Hey, Katja's luck significantly got better since her near-death experience at Lee's parlor. It's like the prospect of death shocked her karma and realigned it. Shit, she's got a legitimate fangirl now who likes her for putting herself out there the way she did in the catalog, among other reasons.

Rolled 100

>>31982609

Seconding Tiger's crazy concoction of choices from >>31982939

>>31983317

True... But part of me feels like the QM forced Katja's luck to turn around as an apology after the shitstorm went down at Lee's.

>>31983317
True. But we still keep running into little coincidences that, put together, become somewhat unsettling - it's just that at the moment, they're working in our favour.
Yeah, I know, that's protagonist syndrome. But to a savvy person in universe, it looks worrisome.

On which note, new half-assed conspiracy theory to explain it; the bullshit we got out of NEST-hood wasn't the electric ki.
It was low-grade unconscious probability manipulation.
When Katja was full of doubt, identity issues, self-loathing, and all the other psych problems she had, things kept piling up to bite us.
But once she actually started feeling good, coming into her own, started to like who she was... like you said. Our luck really improved.
Electroki was just a... lucky coincidence.

>>31983738
Speakin of luck, holyshitthatroll.

>>31983738
I think it's more that since there are no more malus rolls to deal with and we're not rolling for every single thing, the game has become much more consistent and accessible, not to mention a little faster. As with any tabletop game, the good system is the one that doesn't actively fight against you.

>>31983843
Yeah, even that theory is a stretch. Though it is proven true that the better you feel, the better you do. Yeah, shit sucked (and still kinda sucks, considering she's still technically homeless and loveless), but she's tirned herself around through opening up to others and maintaining that built-in Russian stubbornness.

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>>31982939

I'm all for that being an interlude, as it IS something worth looking into (As it would raise god-knows how many questions about how a "Science!"-Baby could inherit spiritual traits...

>>31983738

Anon from >>31983888 gets it.

Also, I lost my connection for a bit Anons; Sorry for the silence.

Alright, the Odd combination of Options B, F & Pic Related look set to win unless more votes arrive shortly...

>>31983843

Nah, no probability manipulation from Katja; Just a string of unfortunate events compounding into each other, with some good-old-fashioned built-in Russian stubbornness and actually opening up to others to get through it all... (i was never a fan of "Gimmick"-based powers like that, as Domino would be kind of an example on what Katja could've become if I HAD thought of using something like that.)

Though the fact that she finally DOES feel good about herself helps a lot...

>>31984147
>>31984307
Fair enough.
Like I said, it was a ridiculous, half-assed explanation concept. Wouldn't be half as fun to think up if it wasn't a stretch.

On another topic... why do I keep forgetting we're part Russian?

>>31984366
Her dad is half-German and half-Russian, and her mom is full Aussie Abo.

>>31984452
Beyond her very distinct skintone, hair color and features, her heritage hasn't really come up that much.

Update took longer to craft than expected anons; Sorry for the delay.

>>31984366
>>31984452
>>31984495

Part of it stems from the fact that when you look at the average KoF competitor and compare them to Katja, you find that she stands out by virtue of the fact that she DOESN'T look like a supermodel, or something out of a fashion designer's wet dream (Or Tetsuya Nomura's sketchbook)...

The half of it is that when it comes to looks, most fighters in South Town don't give a shit most of the time; You get judged on skill, and skill alone...

>>31983738
>>31982939

You laugh a little at the cutscene that plays, more at how stiff and poorly translated it is (As you wouldn't think that Jean Gabriel would utter a line like "WELCOME TO DIE", or "I AM GABRIEL, MASTER OF SOUTH TOWN!!!") as everyone NOT beating the holy shit out of each other goes eerily silent as no one quite knows what's going to happen on-screen as the "BATTLE START!" theme starts to play (An ominous, haunting piano track that sends shivers up your spine)...

And sure enough, Fiona's character kills Jean's avatar in one blow from her sword, then instantly stabs Tsuyako's virtual doppelganger in the head ("Plainly saying "Actually, I'm a demon") before you watch her transform into an undeniably sexy succubus, complete with horns and an "Outfit" that looked something off of a fetish website...

Which honestly distracts you quite a bit, ending up costing one "Life" as you hear the crowd start to get a little agitated at you when you decide to keep playing, sticking with "Yourself" (Nee "Katherine Hart") as Tsuyako goes with Hypeman 2000 (The indecipherable scream followed by "VIDEOGAMES SON!" nearly blowing out your eardrums) as a fourth player FINALLY emerges from the winding-down fight and picks "Dr. Simmons" (A rather odd-looking knight in shining armor, a green cape... And a jetpack, because why not?) as you REALLY start to focus on the screen...

>>31986041
>And sure enough, Fiona's character kills Jean's avatar in one blow from her sword, then instantly stabs Tsuyako's virtual doppelganger in the head ("Plainly saying "Actually, I'm a demon") before you watch her transform into an undeniably sexy succubus, complete with horns and an "Outfit" that looked something off of a fetish website...
Way to reference the Panty and Stocking finale.
>"Dr. Simmons" (A rather odd-looking knight in shining armor, a green cape... And a jetpack, because why not?)
And Dr. Doom.

>>31986041
>"WELCOME TO DIE",
>"Dr. Simmons" (A rather odd-looking knight in shining armor, a green cape... And a jetpack, because why not?)
Where yo curleh moustache at?

>>31986361

What can I say? Fiona & Tsuyako's Expies carried that kind of vibe when I went a reread that whole sequence from an earlier Eound... And besides, it was a "Bad End" to a game that's all kinds of cliches rolled into one (That might get overturned or amended if enough of y'all want it to).

>>31986500

It was the "Best-Worst" translation from a Beat'em up I could think of off-hand... And I shaved mine off about three days ago, thanks for asking.

>>31986041

... And, against all friggin' odds, the four of you take "Ultima" down, the Simmon's player yelling "FUCK YOUR DUMBASS!!!"as one last cutscene plays (Of Ultima barreling through the floor-to-ceiling window) while some some "Sad"-sounding Piano music starts to playhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wh2zBkYUslg while an odd, almost taunting epilogue begins, everything fading to black as you try to run away from this possibly soul-sucking arcade machine...

=+=+=+=

>You now assume direct control of Agent Seth

>Date: Thursday, May 26th

>Days until the start of "The Infinite Match": 6

>Time of Day: CLASSIFIED

You scan through a few files on your "Battle-tested" Lap-Top while in the back of the surveillance van (Nicknamed "The Party Van" following one particular incident you wish were off the record) as three of your best analysts go to work and try to guide one of your rookies through the pitfalls and traps that could be laid out by one Bizuki Iijima, praying that she doesn't already know that the van's around and keeping tabs on her conversation...

In truth, you were against this whole idea from the start, as someone with the kind of power that she's alleged to have needs to be locked up in some backwater burg in the middle of nowhere, or even Area 51 or something... Though you hold that thought as you can feel something's not quite right, your years at the agency giving you a "Sixth Sense" about the kind of jobs that your rookie's on right now.

>>31986772

You quickly hit the "Sleep Mode" function and close your lap-top, then practically bolt out of your seat and take a look at what's happening on the wall of screens on the left side of the van, your short-haired "Girl-Next-Door" Undercover operative seemingly at a loss for words as Bizuki stares at her, the cameras analyzing everything from the heat signature off of her face to the static electricity in her hair to try and determine whether or not the entire sting's been blown...

Curiously enough, you find that Vanessa & Ramon's direct communication links with you seem to be either down or malfunctioning right now (As you can't get through to either of them, despite the fact that they'e in the restaurant right now watching this unfold with you) and no one inside of the van's saying anything, further heightening your already stressful mood... When you spot the image of Jean-Claude Gabriel just off to the right of the table that Bizuki & Agent Avery Mitchell are at, your mind racing as this could all be a set-up or something very, VERY bad.

>A. Ask one of the Analysts to GTFO of the chair and offer Avery some insight and/or something to say before Bizuki kills all of you... (Write-In lines of dialogue encouraged with this vote)

>B. Take a look at the data that's streaming front of your face and make an "Executive Decision" about how this whole thing's gonna go down (IE "Pull out NOW" or "Ride through this and keep going") (Write-In lines of dialogue are encouraged with this vote)

>C. Get some faith in your operators and analysts to smooth this over and simply let them work, hoping to god almighty that your agents haven't been compromised on this mission (Roll 1d100 for Luck)

>D. Resume the "Dream Sequence" as Katja Hartkern.

>E. Assume the role of either Bizuki Iijima, Agent Avery Mitchell (AKA Katja's #1 Super-Fan) or Jean-Claude Gabriel.

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

>>31987385
>E. Assume the role of either Bizuki Iijima, Agent Avery Mitchell (AKA Katja's #1 Super-Fan) or Jean-Claude Gabriel.
Agent Avery. Let's see what our favorite scrub has gotten herself into.

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>>31987647

Going with this if there aren't any other votes soon... Also, did everyone else pass out already?

>Pic Unrelated

Rolled 66

>>31987385
>>C. Get some faith in your operators and analysts to smooth this over and simply let them work, hoping to god almighty that your agents haven't been compromised on this mission (Roll 1d100 for Luck)

>>31988536
I did. Alas, twas not to last.

>>31987647
>>31989040
Combine these both, for expediency's sake.

Rolled 63

>>31988536

I'm still here Weasel, though I had things to take care of before I could participate.

And I'll second >>31989359 by combining C & E.

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>>31989040
>>31989406

Just checking, though I know Tiger's a special case in that he probably goes through lots and lots of sleep deprivation to keep up with this quest...

>>31989359
>>31987647

OK! Updates are on the way...

Wait, what's Avery doing on an operation tonight if she's still got a bum arm and was only relatively recently recovered from enemy clutches? You'd think she'd be off active duty for a while.

Apologies for the long delays for posting these Anons; I fell asleep... I'm probably going to conclude updates for today after these as well.

>>31989406
>>31989359
>>31989040
>>31987647

Your eyes widen a little and you almost said something when you saw Gabriel almost casually walk into the view of the cameras your agency had set up (Not knowing that most of them were just the restaurant's own personal security feed), but backed off when your top analyst caught it and started directing Agent Avery out of there, as he was convinced that this WAS a set-up on Gabriel's part...

You quietly say a prayer at that and hope against hope that you, Vanessa, Ramon and Avery especially can get out of here ASAP along with the others in "The Party Van", though your granite expression remains unflinchingly harsh as you watch these guys try to guide Agent Avery out of this...

=+=+=+=

>You now assume direct control of Agent Avery Mitchell

It took nerves of steel for you to put yourself out here tonight, ESPECIALLY because you chose to put yourself out into the open for a woman you consider the devil incarnate... But then again you DID want to face your fears staring right back at you, those not quite green/yellow eyes starring right back at you as though she were trying to will you into doing something ridiculously perverted again...

You close your eyes at that, your earpiece silent on the other end as Bizuki clears her throat after finishing a bite of her Smoked Salmon.

"Tell me, my dear, why exactly do you think that a woman shouldn't bear arms? ESPECIALLY in a town like this?" she asks, again preying on one your own fears just like she had during that session of... Well, it wasn't exactly love-making to you, but it's something that you'll probably never forget as you can hear your "Eyes in the Sky" start telling you what to say. However, something within your mind tells you that that you HAVE to "Shoot from the hip" on this one as you take a few breaths.

>>31990947

"I really disagree with that though... Not because I feel protecting yourself is wrong, but I feel firearms shouldn't be the first thing thought of when people go "Self Defense". There are plenty of other, and in my opinion, better ways of protecting yourself; Martial arts for example, like Aikido or Karate or something... But maybe that's just me, though I'll readily stand behind my opinion" you truthfully tell her after you open your eyes and seemingly stare into hers for a moment, willing yourself to be free from those psychic chains of oppression that

"How so?" Bizuki simply asks in-turn, her spare words sounding like a warning that whatever your point should be, you should make it sooner rather than later (As all of those stage and theater classes you took REALLY paid off convincing her that she still had some semblance of control over you).

"-W... Well, since I'm speaking from the point of view of someone who has done Aikido for a long time, I would feel safer if someone I cared about knew even blue belt Aikido stuff, rather than carried a gun with them" you start to explain. "Because to me, guns are not a part of you and can be used in fits of rage... Which some people, even normally reasonable people, all can have. AND they can be turned against you, the same with knives..."

Bizuki smirks at that explanation, not saying anything as she pecks at her meal like a sparrow- No, wait, not a sparrow... More like a crow as you add "Over time, I found It's a bit harder to turn your own body against you, especially if someone knows, say, a throw that if used a certain way, could literally break the attacker's spine..."

You pause after that, letting your words linger like a veiled threat (As you DO know a throw that could break someone's spine) before concluding "But then again, guns terrify me and you can't always have one on you. My body, on the other hand... I always have that on me, and I've learned to use it quite effectively to defend myself."

>>31991232

Bizuki's mood starts to sour as it dawns on her that you came here, dressed in some skimpy cocktail dress that the agency had lying around and had a decent dinner with her all of your own volition and in spite of your broken arm, that Bizuki really HAD lost complete control over you after that one guy had used ofuda slips to break it... Though a well-coiffed arm lunges out of the shadows and grab's Bizuki's hand just as she was trying to slap you.

You use her confusion at that grab to scoot away from the table as Bizuki starts wrestling with a rather attractive, youthful-looking blonde-haired man in a blue suit, the two of them knocking the table over as they start shouting at each other in a language you don't understand, a part of you wondering why the hell didn't you meet anyone like HIM back when you went through your last "Guys" phase while you walk out of the restaurant.

"What's the status chief?" you ask in a voice so low no one minds you any harm and or trouble.

"I think we've been set-up Rookie; Try to look around for Vanessa & Ramon, tell them to get the HELL out there ASAP and meet us back at the safe house" Seth orders before shutting off your contact, not even giving you a chance to reply "Roger that sir" as you look around, a HUGE guy in a suit that's briskly walking past you and heading towards that increasingly violent "Dust-up" you walked away from.

>A. Look around the restaurant as Agent Avery for Vanessa (Disguised in a dowdy brown wig and a prosthetic nose) & Ramon before the three of you GTFO of there.

>B. Assume the role of Jean-Claude Gabriel as you try to knock some fucking SENSE into Bizuki Iijima, even if it means having her dominate you physically right now (As you haven't fought back since grabbing her arm).

>C. Resume the "Dream Sequence" as Katja Hartkern.

>D. Assume the Role of Seth and take a "Seat of your pants" approach to managing all of this chaos.

>E. Something Else... ("Write-In//Combine up to 2 Votes" Vote)

>>31991503
>A. Look around the restaurant as Agent Avery for Vanessa (Disguised in a dowdy brown wig and a prosthetic nose) & Ramon before the three of you GTFO of there.

>>31991503

>A.

And with this, I'm done for tonight.

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>>31992104
>>31991503

Fell asleep AGAIN Anons. so I'm calling it a night.

>Pause Updates

First of all, I generously thank everyone that participated today and kept this thread alive in spite of the longer "Rest" period in between updates pausing & resuming... However, as it stands I'm not 100% what my schedule for tomorrow is, so updates could either resume at 9:30 AM PST or at 11:30 AM PST; Either way, I'll check into this thread (If it's still up) at 9 AM PST and announce when updates will officially start up again.

Until then, get some rest and hope for the best /tg/... Also, voting will be open regardless of whether this particular "Round" lives through the night or 404's (It's all archived on suptg right now).

bump

>>31991503

>B. Assume the role of Jean-Claude Gabriel as you try to knock some fucking SENSE into Bizuki Iijima, even if it means having her dominate you physically right now (As you haven't fought back since grabbing her arm).

Time for some Spaghetti.

>>31991503
>A. Look around the restaurant as Agent Avery for Vanessa (Disguised in a dowdy brown wig and a prosthetic nose) & Ramon before the three of you GTFO of there.

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>>31996463
>>31996164
>>31992104
>>31991527

Quickly checking in to announce that due to un forseen scheduling conflicts, updates won''t be forthcoming until around 12:30 PM PST / 3:30 EST today (As my schedule got pushed back and changed with someone else's).

However, if I can start earlier I shall and if this thread 404's a new one will start up at around that time with all of the votes from this thread tallied up (As Round 29 is officially archived on sup/tg/).

Again, I'm terribly sorry for this Anons and please wait warmly, because this should only be the norm for a little while longer.

>>31996831
>>31991503

>C. Resume the "Dream Sequence" as Katja Hartkern.

Not that this whole deal with Bizuki, Jean and Noa IzumiAvery isn't interesting and all, but it feels a little like we're missing something from how that last sequence went IMHO.

>>31998484
We should go back to Katja after the agents bug out.

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>>31998484

See >>31999542

>>31996463
>>31991527
>>31992104

Alright, Option A wins the vote and updates can FINALLY resume shortly...

>>31996463
>>31992104
>>31991527

>Updates officially resume

>You're still in control of Agent Avery Mitchell

>Days until the start of "The Infinite Match": 6

>Date: Thursday, May 26th

>Time of Day: CLASSIFIED

You quickly scan the crowded dining areas for anyone that could look like Vanessa or Ramon, mindful that Vanessa's wearing a wig & prosthetics to try and disguise her a little bit (As the idea of someone as distinguishable as her being around a suspect all of the time MIGHT tip them off) as well as checking the kitchen for somebody that could pass for Ramon (Probably disguised as a food server, in spite of that eye-patch he wears)...

And amazingly enough, they end up finding you fist, Vanessa looking like a dowdy librarian you can recall seeing in dictionaries as an example with Ramon in a Chef's smock, rather than as a waiter or busboy as she asks "What's the situation?"

"A Code 6 GTFO direct from Father Time" you reply (Trying not crack up at Seth's codename for this mission), then lead them out of the back through the kitchen and past a food server carrying what looks like the desert that Bizuki ordered for you (Strawberry Cheesecake Bars, not that you'd need something like that in you right now or anything)...

"What's the deal though? Our communicators got fucked up like half an hour ago" Ramon asks as the three of you casually walk out the back of the building, near a loading dock and look around for the "Taxi" (Short-hand for "Undercover Car") that should take you to the appointed safehouse Seth had mentioned.

"Maybe he bugged out and figured that Bizuki was trying to put one over on us?" you speculate, adding"Though I can't see why; She wasn't the same sociopath I dealt with before tonight..."

Vanessa nods, holding her tongue at making a witty comment at your expense as you spot a familiar-looking phone number emblazoned on the side of a genuine "Checkered Cab" taxi out in the parking lot nearby, the three of you breathing sighs of relief.

Also forgot to add that I lost my internet connection for a few minutes there Anons; Sorry for the delays.

>>32000591

You hop into the back seat of the Taxi after knocking on the roof of it and hearing the doors all unlock, wedging yourself in between Vanessa & Ramon as the driver up front nods and pulls out and into traffic... Though for some odd reason, you can feel a cold sweat breaking out across your body, something VERY wrong with you right now as you seemingly start to hallucinate your chest expanding, bursting free of you dress and filling up the backseat of the taxi all by itself (Bizuki's work no doubt, as you always had a complex about trying to cover and hide your undeniably feminine form to keep your uptight "SJW INCARNATE" mother happy)...

Though thankfully, Vanessa picks up on your psychic distress and asks "Hey, you alright?", snapping you out of that fevered vision.

You lean back in the seat as much as you can and close your eyes, feeling like you have a headache as you tell her "I guess so...", then feel an oddly warm hand on your shoulder.

"You put yourself through hell to get through tonight, didn't you?" she asks, mindful not to try and bring up all of the kinds of wild rumors going around the offices back at the agency as to what Bizuki Iijima had actually, physically done to you and Security Officer Patty (Who's STILL M.I.A. right now, not that you honestly ever cared for her).

>A. Don't say anything and just try to calm down and possibly sleep this whole thing off before you arrive at the safehouse.

>B. Be truthful and say "Yes", then hope that she drops the subject.

>C. Elaborate on what you felt tonight with Vanessa & Ramon and hope that they don't get squeamish on you when you try to clarify a few of the racier details...

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

>E. Resume control of Katja Hartkern's psyche and resume her "Dream Sequence" (This vote can be combined with any of the above choices if so desired)

>>32000866

>A. Don't say anything and just try to calm down and possibly sleep this whole thing off before you arrive at the safehouse.

&

>E. Resume control of Katja Hartkern's psyche and resume her "Dream Sequence" (This vote can be combined with any of the above choices if so desired)

>>32000866
>>32001600
Go with this

>>32001600
This.

>>32001600
>>32001928
>>32002221

You open your eyes and take a long look at Vanessa, the look on your face hopefully giving her an idea on what you're feeling right now as the car your riding in slows to a crawl, traffic oddly flaring up despite the somewhat late hour.

Vanessa's eyes widen as she blushes slightly, her imagination running wild as Ramon says "We're gonna get that bitch for ya', don't worry", sounding more like he's reassuring himself than trying to cheer you up.

"Thanks" you quietly reply, hopefully dropping the subject as three of you ride the rest of the way to the designated safehouse in an awkward silence, rest your eyes until you arrive there about an hour and a half after the three of you had left the restaurant (Traffic slowing your commute down considerably).

=+=+=

>You now resume control of Katja Hartkern's psyche

You look out into the void sweeping out in front of you, the inky black vastness curiously reminding you of space as you hear an odd, unfamiliar voice start to talk to you.

"Welcome, player... Welcome to the end. It's been a long, tough road, hasn't it? Always looking for that next challenge, for the toughest fighter, for that one epic battle to end all battles... I think you'll be happy enough to know that you've finally found it; You've finally found an enemy worthy of your skills. But I'm afraid this is one fight you'll never be able to win... Because it's already over. It was over the moment you let yourself get sucked into our world, into our little scenario featuring Smile Inc's characters and places... Developed by Crapcom Games programmers."

You bristle at that for some reason as the as the world around you takes some semblance of a shape and the voice continues to speak. "Fighter's like Kyo Kusanagi, Iori Yagami, Terry Bogard & Ryo Sakazaki... They may belong to the world of South Town. But they're no longer there; They are in a world of Air Cancels, of Combo Chains and Ground Sweeps. They are in OUR world now."

>>32003144

You find yourself standing in a large, featureless room, an odd, grid-like pattern in a bright neon color wrapping around the dark walls and floors, disguising how large it really is as that voice rings clearly into your mind. "And they have brought thousands of players from around the world with them, impregnating them with all these features... All these pieces of our world. Our culture. And so, the world keeps... Getting smaller."

"But I guess that's not enough, no, not for someone like you. It would be... A bit of an Anti-Climax, yes? So let me offer you one final fight, you Vs. me. And as I can see that you refused to pick out any of your own characters, so allow me to pick... Mine."

At that moment, strings of ones and zeroes part through the air, a cheesy-looking "Senai" team of seven people materialized out of the streaming data before everything stabilizes again, each of them looking a bit familiar to you despite of their odd, color-coded get-ups.

"Good luck...Good luck.. hehe... hehehehe... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

That shrill laugh rings into your ears as you see a ghostly flicker of a face you've seen somewhere before disappear along the "Ludicrous Seven" (As the handy title-screen above them stated) dispersed into vertically-streaming ones and zeros, the layout of the land changing dramatically as you closed you eyes, mentally preparing yourself for the life-or-death struggle ahead of you...

However, just as you were about to charge into the fray with the commitment of a Kamikaze Pilot, a gloved hand tapped you on the shoulder and started giving you some words of advice, his voice sounding awfully like Jean-Claude Gabriel's.

"Ma'am, before you proceed keep in mind that this is a bad situation. In my personal view, this is a "Badder than Bad" situation! I mean, they say it's worse to have had and lost, than never to have had at all, but in the end, it's still bad either way" he quickly says, sounding a bit like he had too much caffeine.

>>32003356

"And what the bloody fuck does THAT have to do with anything?" you crossly ask, your eyes still closed as you can feel a cold, almost bitter wind whip across your face, almost as if you were on some high mountain-top or steppe or something.

"My sincerest of apologies..." "Not-Jean" says, pondering aloud "Um, maybe you could try sending the makers a message? 'Dear SNK-Playmore: Fatal Fight 2 rules. Make us Fatal Fight 2 fans happy. Thank you'?" He pauses for a fraction of a second, then says "It shouldn't be too hard with how technology is these days: Forums, E-Mail, blogs... Talking to people is easier than it has ever been. The only people who are truly out of your reach are the dead, and even that line is starting to get blurry, what with what Shitter and a few other sites are doing now-"

"ENOUGH!" you yell, your voice now taking a turn to sound like a pissed-off goddess as you added to the point through silence as a dark energy started to be felt around you...

"And you know, while hundreds of people walk it, balancing on that tight-rope between both worlds...I guess you could say that my job is to give them a little push in the right direction" "Not-Jean" says as you slowly bring your guard up, expecting something very bad to happen to you indeed as he adds "Yeah, sometimes that's all it takes. One little push..."

>A. Turn around and Ryuuko Ranbuu this fucking little shithead before he does something stupid (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Evasion, Attack Damage & Luck that you can actually hit him)

>B. Keep calm and try to counter whatever the fuck this prick wants to do by chucking him with a Tani-Otoshi (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Attack Damage & Luck that you can actually throw whoever this guy is)

>C. Say nothing and wait it out, as you don't have any real say in how this extended "Cutscene" plays out... Or Do you?

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

>>32003626
>D
"I'll push myself, thank you very much."

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Rolled 64, 10, 67, 33 = 174

>>32003626
>>B. Keep calm and try to counter whatever the fuck this prick wants to do by chucking him with a Tani-Otoshi (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Attack Damage & Luck that you can actually throw whoever this guy is)

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>>32003838
>>32003845

Looks like a TIE... Vote to Break? Or Combine?

>Pic Unrelated: Draco with short hair and without his beard.

>>32004317
There seems to be a general "keep cool" sentiment while the guy rambles himself to death. Just be on the lookout.

>>32004569
>>32003845
>>32003838

You tense up a little as the guy behind you stops rambling on and on, the wind picking up as you feel uneasy all of a sudden... Which is when you take a breath and oddly tell him "I can push myself off, thank you very much", then turn around and try to hit him with a Ryuuko Ranbuu, though he easily dodges it and punches you in the gut, stopping your advance dead in it's tracks and feeling like the back of your jacket got a fist-sized hole blasted through it.

"In the name of The Paragon, I cast thee to the depths" he says after flashing you an eerie grin, swiftly socking you in the jaw as you fly over the edge into the ever-growing abyss behind you as "Not-Jean" did a hand gesture that created a a silhouette of a sword across his chest.

You scramble to try and find something to hold onto, or break your fall with as you keep the sensation of falling for what feels like an eon or two, eventually righting yourself to fall feet-first in case you land onto something solid... Except you don't; You simply freeze into place and all of your momentum vanishes as your feet touch solid ground.

You take a moment to clear your head and regain your senses, then take a look around to see yourself standing in the middle of a deserted street, brick buildings and a few glowing neon signs in some kind of Asian language you don't recognize on some of them (Korean? Cantonese? Either way, you can't read them) as you hear six different people yell:

>"The Champion of the Undefeated of the West!"
>"The Knights of the Armani!"
>"Tenshin!"
>"Keiretsu!"
>"Tenpa KYORAN!"
>"Look, the heroes have arrived!"

As the frankly stupid-looking "Sentai" team from before materialize in front of you (Complete with a ridiculous-sounding humming noise that feels like it belongs from some old radio serial).

"Though you are showing supreme courage in challenging us alone, we shall not fall to the likes of yo!!" the guy in Black shouts, pointing a finger at you...

>>32005633

You stare them down a little longer, stretching your neck out as you ponder if it's a good idea to take these bastards on one at a time, in groups of three or all at once... Or even somehow try to convince them that you're such a small-fry on the general scale of power that fighting you here and now wouldn't help anyone, or solve anything...

You keep stretching a little longer, not saying anything as the Red Guy asks "What's the deal yo'? You fightin' us or what?" as you finish up your "Warm-Up" Stretching Routine.

>A. Make your case to fight each member one at a time (Roll 1d100 for the power of Persuasion)

>B. Ask them if you wouldn't mind fighting you in groups of three, the "Leader" in Red being saved for last and using some schlokk about "Honor" and "Respect" to convince them to go along with it (Roll 1d100 for the power of Persuasion)

>C. Try to activate "Shōmei-ō Katja" and got to TOWN on these fuckheads (Roll 2d100 for a Perception Check & Luck that you can activate it)

>D. Try to convince them that violence isn't the answer here; That the REAL enemy is whoever that voice belonged to, NOT YOU (Roll 2d100 for Diplomacy and The Power of Persuasion)

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

Rolled 50, 80 = 130

>>32005836
>D. Try to convince them that violence isn't the answer here; That the REAL enemy is whoever that voice belonged to, NOT YOU (Roll 2d100 for Diplomacy and The Power of Persuasion)
You're champions of justice, ain'tcha?

Rolled 52, 53 = 105

>>32005836

>D.

Diplomacy FTW.

Sorry for the delay Anons; I got sidetracked getting my /ck/ on.

>>32005948
>>32007087

You eye them all and simply say "Well... Not really; I do't have any real intention in fightin' any of ya", pausing at how odd those words sounding coming from your mouth.

"Oi Oi, the hell are YOU on? We're here to kick ass and take names, not sit around and drink tea" you hear the Orange-suited woman off to the right ask you, sounding like an odd mixture of Tsuyako & Hatsune Horikawa.

"Yeah... But be honest: You're all supposed t'be champions of justice, ain'tcha? And it wouldn't really be considered 'Justice' to gang up and destroy a nobody like me, yeah?" you ask, hoping that your logic would sway them a little from attacking you (Or at least not all of them at the same time).

Slowly, the other members of the so-called "Knights of Armani" turn to each other and get into an American Football-style huddle as you ponder whether or not this was an actual course of action, as if the universe you were in actually had to pause and think "Oh, right, there CAN be non-violent solutions to problems like this" and had to stop and catch up...

You shrug and start to go into your "Advanced" stretching routine, getting about a quarter of the way through it when the "Knights" break from their huddle and face you.

"You make strong points, no question about that... But you STILL have to pay for the death of Armani Cyan!" the "Knight" in black states, again pointing your finger at you.

"If I did kill him... Then there's no way I can just say that I'm sorry or somethin', huh?" you reply, continuing your routine as if it were as normal to you as breathing the air around you.

"Evil or not, prepare to face the wrath of the Knights of Armani in an 8-on-1 SLOBBERKNOCKER!!" The guy in Black yells as the others assume vaguely-familiar combat stances while some cheesy-as-hell-sounding battle musichttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NWJeZAL27ho starts to play...

>>32008126

You tighten up your gloves and assume your normal stance as well, though a part of you isn't actually expecting to fight any of them... Though you almost cheer when you hear Yuri Sakazaki yell "Who said that she's doing this alone?"

You turn around to see her, King, Tsuyako & Hatsune Horikawa, Fiona Graves, Mai Shiranui,... Hell, just about every person you consider a friend standing behind you (Including the likes of Avery, Shermie, Yashiro and Bobby Wilson among others), easily out-numbering the "Knights" as they walk towards and then stand beside you, staring down the "Knights of Armani".

"W-What are you doing!? ATTACK!" the guy in Black yells before recklessly charging towards you, though you casually side-step his attack and gleefully watch as he gets DESTROYED by a combination of Fiona's Shoulder-Tackle, Tsuyako's "Overhand Elbow-to-Armbar", King's Trap Shot and Ryo Sakazaki's "Ha'oh Shou Gouken" blasting him back over to the other "Knights", who are visibly shaken at their "Leader" getting thrashed like that.

"Holy FUCK dude" you hear one of them (In a slightly brown/red color) say as the others on your side chase after them, though you hug Yuri, spin her around and ask "Where you'been Sunshine?!"

"Out looking for you" she replies, then tells you "And leave this one to us Okay? The guy you're looking for is out near the hills off to the East", looking off into the distance as you can hear a guy that sounds like "Dr. Simmons" yell "I'mma kick this chick 'till she bleeds METAL!" while "Hypeman" 2000 concurs "JAYSUS CHRAHST, SHE'S SO TINY!"

>A. Nod, give her a hug and make your way out to the hills in the East...

>B. Tell her that you will in asecond; Right now, you want to pound some fucker's helmet in! (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Evasion & Attack Damage)

>C. Ask her to come with you or something; You don't feel comfortable leaving her behind, even if it's up against a bunch of scrubs like these.

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

>>32008728
>A. Nod, give her a hug and make your way out to the hills in the East...

>>32008728

>A.

I was strongly tempted to have Kayta kiss Yuri, but then I remembered that she doesn't think of her "Like that".

>>32008961
>>32009317

You nod at that and give Yuri along, curiously tender hug as all kinds of chaos rages all around the two of you, that "Hypeman" guy yelling "OH JAYSUS GAAWD!" as he seemingly flies over the top of both of you, then you give Yuri the slightest of kisses on her forehead and head into the eye of the storm of bodies punching, kicking, defending and firing everything from sci-fi-worthy "Lasers" to the "Usual" Ko'ou ken's and other projectiles.

However, you dodge almost all of them as you yell "Oi! Fiona! You got those car-keys on 'ya!?"

"Yeah, but you're not gonna get'em!" she replies, then, does her "Game Of Death" SDM to some poor, unsuspecting "Knight" in Green.

"Ah c'mon mate!? What's the worse that could 'appen?!" you reply, again dodging a few errant punches and kicks as you try to get out of Shen Woo's way as he nearly breaks the helmet of a lavender-wearing "Knight".

"Fuck it, take my 'bike!!!" you hear Hatsune yell as she grapples with her near-doppelganger in Orange, losing out after getting a kick to the stomach but getting the upper hand in the end with an intricate-looking submission hold.

You slowly make your way through the carnage, throwing out a few Ha'oh Raijinkens and a couple of Hien Shippu Kyakus to keep a few of the Knights off of your back as more than just the first seven start to arrive, a few of them not-quite complete and parts of their uniforms/bodies covered in tightly-sequenced One's & Zeroes as you get the key-ring from Hatsune.

"Ride her steady for me, 'kay?" she strains to ask, really trying to get her opponent to "Tap-Out" as you nod and quietly make your way out of the ever-expanding battle and look around for that older, sport-bike looking machine you saw her ride that one time... An instead find a "Clean" version of "Blue Mary" Ryan's custom "V-Rod" cruiser parked next to the Humvee Convertible you remember riding in with "Ultima" & "Tsunami Tsuyako"...

>>32010017

You hop onto the bike and kick-start it into life, though not with some difficulty or surprise as you can here music coming from a radio installed onto this beast of a machine, the name "Vincent Black Shadow" embossed on the side of the fuel tanks as Queen's "Bohemian Rhapsody" starts to play for whatever reason (Which is odd, as you were more of a fan of bands like AC/DC) as you motor through the bustling city, weaving in and out of traffic as best as you can on this leviathan of a motorcycle, nearly losing control a couple of times as it definitely feels like it's suspension is set up for a physically heavier rider (Which makes you what Hatsune's true weight could be, as you're certain that she's not as heavy as you are)...

Either way, there's something to be said about blasting down some long, endless stretch of highway with the guitar solo from Bohemian Rhapsody blasting up into your face from the radio, though the late evening starts to fade and nightfall descends upon your fairly quickly as you pull over to a rest-stop in the shadow of a hiking trail, what looks like Andrew Draco's Norton F1 parked near where you manage to stop this beast of a bike.

You up off and look around, seeing the "Black Death" machine as Norton Rotaries are nicknamed and go over to quickly inspect it under the dim light of an overhead lamppost. After confirming it IS his 'bike, you grab a soda from a nearby vending machine, oddly feeling like your vitality get restored as you look for a hiking trail to follow, eventually finding one that's clearly marked as you start to walk on it, the oddly-bright night of the waning day guiding you along the trail.

It steers you up and around a few rolling hills as you feel like the rest-stop was miles behind you despite the fact that it wasn't when you happen upon a large valley below your vantage point, a field of daffodils stretching out over the horizon and an odd-looking castle and a Joshua Tree out into the distance as well,..

>>32010586

Though what catches your eye most of all is the sight of what looks like a tall man in a billowing black overcoat standing over someone else as an odd guitar sound starts to play as you walk towards him, your eyes widening and your heart racing as you start to realize just who exactly is down at his feet... You stop about a few steps away from him, the smell of fresh blood and electric ozone in the air as you can see, well, you. Or rather, "Katherine Hart" AKA "Kaiya" lifelessly laying on her back in front of who you assume to be Draco, her body covered in blood and her pupil-less eyes staring back at you.

You feel a lump in your throat and your heart feel like it's turning to stone as you take a long, hard look at a woman's who's entire visage is uncannily close to yours, a part of you wanting to cry at the sight of her still-fresh corpse... Yet at the same time, you do't want to just announce yourself to the possible culprit of such a heinous crime.

>A. Stay where you are and don't make a sound; You don't want to alert this psychotic to your presence (Roll 1d100 for Stealth)

>B. Slowly walk up to him and land a "Sucker-Punch" Fuujin to Raijin no Tenshouken DM as payback for what you're pretty sure he just did (Roll 4d100 for Stealth, Speed, [Possible]Evasion & Attack Damage)

>C. Tell whoever this guy is what's on your mind before you fight him. (Write-In Dialogue encouraged with this vote)

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

>E. End the Dream on 5/27 and "Wake-Up" as Katja Hartkern, taking some time to reflect on your dreams and how eerily close they can seem to be to whatever's going on in your life a the time...

>>32011091
>C. Tell whoever this guy is what's on your mind before you fight him.
"I never knew my sister. I scarcely knew my mother. I didn't know enough about my father. Now I'm not even sure I know myself anymore. Nearly everything I've known was either a lie or shrouded in mystery.
"But I know who I am now. I know what I've become.
"I know what I'm looking at.
"I know who she is. Who she's supposed to be. Who she should've been, to me.
"I know that if I knew her better, I'd have loved her like anyone else in my family.
"And I most definitely know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that I will destroy the dingo-fucking cocksucker who did this."

"And I got a sneaking suspicion I know who that is."

>>32011576

Fucking THIS.

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>>32011576
>>32012153

Alright, Option C Wins the vote and the last few updates of the session are on the way... Also, apologies again for the slow output of updates today Anons; I'm somewhat tired from working all week and it's hard for me to keep up QM'ing when you feel like you're going to pass out at any time, for any reason.

>Vid Related: The "odd guitar sound" Katja heard whilst walking towards "Mr. X":https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Trr8t4mrRJE

>>32011576
>>32012153

You stand your ground and quietly start to channel Ki into your body as you let everything you're thinking and feeling out into the open, a part of you not wanting to keep your emotions bottled up anymore.

"I never knew my sister. I scarcely knew my mother before disease got her. I didn't know enough about my father... Now I'm not even sure I know myself anymore. Nearly everything I've known feels like it's just either a lie or shrouded in mystery" you take a long pause at that, what feels like storm clouds starting to form overhead as an electricity could be felt in the air.

"But I know who I am now. I know what I've become... I know what I'm looking at. I know who she is, who she's supposed to be. Who she should've been, to me."

Another pause, this time to keep yourself from letting your odd mixture of rage & sorrow overwhelm your voice. "I know that if I knew her better, I'd have loved her like anyone else in my family." You let those last words linger a little, mentally preparing yourself to jump into action after you conclude this monologue. "And I most definitely know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that I will destroy the dingo-fucking cocksucker who did this... And I got a sneaking suspicion I know who that is."

You hear him chuckle at your threat, then seemingly choke up as you can see specks of blood on his hands now as the clouds overhead start to part, the light of the full moon illuminating everything in a slightly "Dead", but spare light.

"Strong words... Honest words. I like that" he says with a nod, not looking at you and with an odd, almost comic timing to them that feels like a mistake made by some cosmic translation team or something. "But you know, as much as I hate to say it, I don't have any regrets about this one; Not after what she did to me... Not after she took my heart and two other's, ripped them out of their rib-cages, skewered them with her high-heeled shoes and LAUGHED about it afterward" he solemnly states.

>>32012648

"That ain't worth killin' over'n you know it" you coldly reply as you can REALLY feel the electricity in the air almost "Supercharge" your own Ki to an extent,

=+=+=

>New Thread Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rbXKljtHrPc

=+=+=

"True... VERY true." he admits with a sigh, though his voice and the tone of his words take an odd, yet predictable turn. "But you can feel it, can't you? Your blood rushing through your body..." He pauses, his arms outstretching as a dark energy starts to visibly flow around him, coiling upward like a serpent. "Yes, this is it. This feeling, it's coming back to me. The sensation of killing... The doom and darkness... The dark streets I worked oh-so hard to rid myself of..."

He slowly turns to face, almost agonizingly so considering how fast the clouds seem to be moving in comparison as he yells "They're CALLING me. Calling me to the ultimate ring!", his eyes an almost blood-shot, glowing red as flips off his overcoat and punches the ground, a cage-like wall of energy enveloping him as you quickly hop back and cover your eyes from how bright his Ki was.

You strain to see through the after-glow of his Ki and get into a combat-ready stance, this other guy holding his arms out and down by his hips as he menacingly grins back at you... Though you stall for a second when you ask him "What's your name?", mentally preparing yourself for a real-live "Fight to the death" that you've only heard about until now.

The man in front of you pauses, his eyes having a slightly mischievous look to them that's balanced out by the downright malicious grin that's plastered onto his face. "Call me... X. Mr. X" he simply says, adding "Now come on, before I stain my hands with YOUR blood."

=+=+=

>BATTLE START!

>Both "Mr. X's" and Your Health: 100%

>Your Ki: MAX, 3 Bars of Ki

>"Mr. X's" Ki: 0%, 1 Bar of Ki

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>>32012936

>A. Rush this monster down with an offense that feels like blind rage pouring out through your punches and kicks (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)

>B. Stay away from this sociopath at the start, feeling him out as you try to space him out with well-timed punches and kicks (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Evasion & Counter-Attack Damage)

>C. Defend against his (Possible) onslaught of attacks and pick him apart with your throws and certain special moves (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Defense & Counter-Attack Damage)

>D. Activate "Shōmei-ō Katja" and DESTROY this madman before he can kill you (Roll 4d100 for Luck activating it, Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)

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

=+=+=

>Pause Updates

I HATE to end it on acliff-hanger like this, but it's getting late and I need sleep...

I thank all of y'all that stuck around and participated today in spite of the lack of posting on my part and the disjointed scheduling I've gone through this week... However, I can say for sure that updates should begin tomorrow at 9:30 AM PST /12:30 PM EST unless otherwise noted, with a new thread going up a little later than that if the current one 404's.

Lastly, don't forget that the voting poll's still open and sleep well before "Mr. X" chisels your gravestones Anons.

Rolled 11, 52, 28 = 91

>>32012997
>C. Defend against his (Possible) onslaught of attacks and pick him apart with your throws and certain special moves (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Defense & Counter-Attack Damage)

Rolled 1, 23, 50 = 74

>>32012997
A

Good to see the Quest back

Rolled 41, 20, 61 = 122

>>32012997
>A. Rush this monster down with an offense that feels like blind rage pouring out through your punches and kicks (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)

RIP AND TEAR!!!

Rolled 99, 41, 43, 67 = 250

>>32012997

>B.

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>See what looks like a KoF13 thread on foolz.
>"Oh cool, it looks like some people might be arranging Steam matches. Maybe I'll pick the game back up."
>Find the latest thread on this board.
>mfw

>>32016747

Looking through this thread some more, I really have no fucking idea why King of Fighters is even being referenced.

Try playing the actual game instead of this role-playing garbage. Love, /vg/.

Rolled 93, 92, 85 = 270

>>32012997

>C. Defend against his (Possible) onslaught of attacks and pick him apart with your throws and certain special moves (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Defense & Counter-Attack Damage)

>>32016773
There are a fair number of OCs that probably outstrip the MC (blame Weasel), but it's still ostensibly rooted in KOF. The main character is the third member of the Women's Team with King and Yuri.

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>>32015219

Yeah, me too... That gap of time when I couldn't post at all really sucked, let me tell ya!

>>32016747
>>32016773

... Fuck it, I'll bite. First of all, the current narrative is inside one of the MC's dreams, where KoF Universe Canon does't apply (Because dreams usually aren't as structured as the world that most of us live in). Secondly, though I'm patly to blame with all of the OC's to fill out the story and "Make up the numbers" of a KOF Tournament that has something like 72 fighters total, the MC is indeed on the Women's Team with King & Yuri.

Lastly, please politely go back to discussing "Which coslpayer you would fug", Why Street Fighter is "better than anythig else" and why a certain Bison Doll hasn't already defecated on your face back in >>>/vg/.

>>32013071
>>32015623
>>32015023
>>32017006

OK, sorry for the delay anons (Overslept a little), but it looks we've got a TIE to start this session... Vote to Break it /tg/!

>Pic Kind-of-Related: An actual Review of KOF XIII Steam Edition.

Rolled 55, 4, 96 = 155

>>32017283

>A.

I'm tempted to just go "Fuck it, Lightning Goddess Time NAO!!!", but ut can wait.

Rolled 74, 10, 16 = 100

>>32017283


I'm sticking with my "A" vote Weasel. Also, could it be possible to maybe just focus on Katja and some of the other teams in "The Infinite Match" for a little bit?

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>>32017708
>>32017971

Sure... With "The New Gorgeous Team" & "Wildcard Team" last on that list maybe?

>>32015623
>>32015023

Alright, Option A conclusively takes the vote and the first official updates are on the way.

>>32017971
>>32017708
>>32015623
>>32015023

>Updates officially resume

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

>The Thread Theme from >>32012936 hasn't changed ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rbXKljtHrPc)

You don't even hesitate for a second after "Mr. X" said that to you, expertly dodging his preemptive "High Counter-Hold" by jumping towards him, then sweeping X off his feet with you legs low (Using that odd voice, which you now realize is "Mr. X's" Voice, from earlier as a rough guide). However, he seems to recover from it quicker than you can even respond, landing two high-hitting kicks that look suspiciously like the first two hits of Robert Garcia's "Kyokugen Ryuuren Mai Kyaku", stunning you long enough to land a stiff forearm smash to your face.

You get knocked back a bit, but recover fairly quickly with a Ukemi and then get confronted by a large, ground-skimming projectile (The "Asura Reppuken") and "Roll" past it, figuring that it would be too large to jump over... Only to get grabbed by Mr. X, cursing yourself for falling into suh a predictable gambit.

However, you break free of his throw attempt with a "Blow-Back Attack" that rockets him away from you, creating some breathing room between the two of you (And looking like you REALLY damaged him by it, which is kind of odd when you consider how such an attack normally would only be used as a "Get OFF ME"-kind of technique) as you rush towards him yet again, blind rage and fury behind you attacks (But only as a front to hide your true, inner calm behind your strikes).

You quickly catch him out as he gets up with a "Strong" Ha'oh Raijinken, stunning him long enough to rush past him with a "Raijin Lightning Sprint" and punch him in his back with your "Raijin Rush" follow-up attack, knocking him back and away from you yet again... Though he does a "Ukemi" of his own and runs towards you, his shoulder leading him on and his arms curiously crossed near his chest.

>>32018822

=+=+=

>Your Health: 92%

>Mr. X's Health: ???

>Your Ki: 49%, 2 Bars of Ki

>Mr. X's Ki: 15%, 1 Bar of Ki

=+=+=

>A. Continue your unbridled, relentless offense towards Mr. X, as his strikes seem curiously weak towards you... (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)

>B. Take a step back for now and try to space him out with well-timed punches and kicks (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Evasion & Counter-Attack Damage)

>C. Defend against whatever he's got planned right now and pick him apart with your throws and certain special moves (IE Deft use of the "Raijin Sprint") (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Counter-Attack Damage & Luck that your evades can confuse him enough to open up some offensive opportunities for you)

>D. "Power Up" and use some of the more "Off-Beat" attacks in your repertoire to try and confuse and aggravate Mr. X into making mistakes and putting some psychological pressure on him (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Evasion, Defense & Attack Damage; Uses 1 Bar of Ki)

>E. "Power Up" and take this guy down with a well-placed "Desperation Move" of your choice (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Attack Damage & Luck that your "DM" can go through his incoming strikes; Uses 2 Bars of Ki) (Please Specify whether to use Katja's "Ryuuko Rambuu", "Denjin Haoh Shokuo Ken" or "Fuujin to Raijin no Tenshouken" attack with this vote)

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

Rolled 25, 20, 93, 64 = 202

>>32018949
>>C. Defend against whatever he's got planned right now and pick him apart with your throws and certain special moves (IE Deft use of the "Raijin Sprint") (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Counter-Attack Damage & Luck that your evades can confuse him enough to open up some offensive opportunities for you)

Rolled 74, 14, 51, 84 = 223

>>32018949
C

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>>32019020
>>32019154

OK, Option C wins the Poll and the updates are on the way.

>>32019020
>>32019154

You hold up your hands to try and guard Mr. X's strike, though the third breaks through your guard completely with a blast of pure Ki from his open palm. Thankfully, you don't get blast back by it and he seems somewhat winded after that last hit, almost as if it were his "Super Desperation Move" or something as you clobber him with a quick Hien Shippu Kyaku, then follow it up with a "Short" Kohou.

Both attacks connect, though yet again he seems to recover faster from getting hit than you can from landing a hit and grabs you in mid-air, throwing you down to the ground HARD. You strain to get up quickly as you could, only to be greeted by another one of those "Asura Reppuken's", blocking the attack cleanly as Mr. X starts to rush you down, using the curiously long reach his kicks seem to have to start putting pressure on you.

However, you roll past the second barrage of kicks and chuck him with a Tani-Otoshi throw, then wait for him to respond to it instead of mindlessly running after him... And sure enough, Mr. X gets up and runs towards you again, that mad glint in his eye still shining brightly as you deftly evade Jump-in Kick with another Raijin Sprint, then lock him in a headlock as he tries to turn around, landing a few wild shots to his stomach with your knees before landing an uppercut to his chin.

Sorry to say this Anons, but I have to commute quicker than I had expected; The second half of this post (With the branching pathways included!) will arrive ASAP. Please wait warmly until then.

>>32019996

You hop back as Mr. X decides to stay on the ground for a moment, probably trying to trick you into recklessly charging in and taking advantage of his "Wake-Up" period... Though You're glad that you stayed back as Mr. X gets up with an odd, almost break-dance-like kick that WOULD'VE hit you had you tried to get some of your "Okizeme"-Game going.

As it stands, you throw out another Ha'oh Raijinken, though it doesn't seem to knock him back at all as he stomps the ground, creating a ring of purple/blue flame around you before hitting you with a "One-Inch Punch"-like attack as he knocks you away from him, your stomach starting to ache and feel as though it were burning slightly as you roll along the grassy hill, that Joshua Tree getting farther and farther away from you...

=+=+=

>Your Health: 77%

>Mr. X's Health: ???

>Your Ki: MAX, 3 Bars of Ki

>Mr. X's Ki: 0% ("Powered Up" & Activated a DM)

=+=+=

>A. Step back for a few moments to get you bearings and try to avoid Mr. X's (possible) barrage of attacks, outright running away from him if dodging becomes too hard to deal with (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Evasion & Defense)

>B. Grit your teeth and "Power Up" so you can feel like you're on equal footing with Mr. X as you continue trying to space him out with well-placed punches & kicks (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Evasion & Counter-Attack Damage)

>C. "Power Up" and get back on the offensive, using your most powerful/useful attacks to try and eat away at whatever's powering up Mr. X right now (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)

>D. Move in and out of Mr. X's attack range, looking to try and capitalize on your "Footsie" Game (Or even start it, considering how he's seemingly beaten you to the punch most of the fight so far) (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Evasion & Attack Damage)

>E. Activate "Shōmei-ō Katja" and DESTROY Mr. X before he can kill you (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)

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

Rolled 100, 82, 100 = 282

>>32020950
>>E. Activate "Shōmei-ō Katja" and DESTROY Mr. X before he can kill you (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)
FULL HAM.

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>>32021247
>100, 82, 100
...holy shit.
I will never roll this well again.

Rolled 2, 67, 64 = 133

>>32021247
>>32021324

>Dem Nat 100's

>>32020950

>C.

Rolled 62, 49, 89 = 200

>>32021247

Seconding this Weasel.

>>32021324
Holy shit INDEED. Also, I ran into all kinds of connection issues after posting my last update; Apologies for the delay Anons.
>>32021920
>>32022464

You can feel him run towards you and hear him leap into the air as that discordant soundtrack getting piped in from nowhere in particular starts to change into something like out of some cheesy-as-FUCK mech drama animation your roommate would watch while you were in collegehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JDu9-gD-V2k as you think "Fuck it" and activate the most powerful attack in your arsenal: "Shōmei-ō Katja"

To your surprise, a bright pillar of Blue electricity envelopes you and shoots upward, hitting Mr. X HARD (As he was still in the air trying to hit you with a flying kick) as you feel something different in you... Something that you haven't felt since the very first of these dreams you can remember having these crazy dreams:

You feel like you're riding a bolt of lightning.

In fact, the moment you hop back up to your feet you were zipping around Mr. X as though you WERE an lightning elemental or something, your prodigious speed overwhelming him as you land punch after kick after punch after kick ad-nauseam, feeling a bit like an old cartoon as you move faster than your eyes can even keep up with as you launch into a psuedo-Ryuuko Ranbuu on him, knocking him down to the ground with a Kohou that feels like it reaches the heavens itself.

You feel like you're hyperventilating as you land on the ground and take a few quick breaths, Mr. X's body a crumpled, broken mess a fair distance away from you as you ponder whether this was just a mere "Phase" of the fight or if you actually beat him cleanly, an odd feeling of disappointment overwhelming you while you can feel your energy start to drain a little...

=+=+=

>Your Health: 75%

>Mr. X's Health: ???

>Your Ki: 0% ("Powered Up" and in "Shōmei-ō Katja Mode")

>Mr. X's Ki: 67%, 1 Bar of Ki

=+=+=

>>32024480

>A. Keep your Guard Up and stay on your toes in case Mr. X tries something BIG to kick off the (Possible) second half of this fight (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Evasion & Defense)

>B. Slowly, Cautiously walk up to Mr. X's body and decide whether to put him out of his misery and/or watch him draw his last breaths... (Roll 4d100 for Luck that he doesn't try to kill you in one last surprise attack and Speed, Defense & Evasion if he does) (Please specify whther to kill Mr. X personally, or just watch him possibly die with this vote)

>C. Try to recuperate either some Ki and/or Health by doing some meditation and stretches while Mr. X slowly tries to get up, keeping yoursel on guard

>D. Rush in and use up your "Shōmei-ō Katja" energy while you still can, KO'ing this sodding bastard before he tries to mount a comeback against you with your supreme offense (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)

>E. Talk some smack to your (Apparent) Sister's Killer while you cautiously observe what he's going to do now that you've sufficiently downed him. ("Write-In" lines of dialogue are required with this vote)

>F. Something Else... ("Write-In/Combine up to two other Votes" Vote)

>>32024945
>C. Try to recuperate either some Ki and/or Health by doing some meditation and stretches while Mr. X slowly tries to get up, keeping yoursel on guard
Maybe with this True Thunder God mode in effect, we can learn more about how to harness the lightning. Everyone says it's inherently chaotic.

Rolled 27, 53, 77 = 157

>>32024945
>>D. Rush in and use up your "Shōmei-ō Katja" energy while you still can, KO'ing this sodding bastard before he tries to mount a comeback against you with your supreme offense (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)
Nuke him while we still stronk.

Rolled 23, 85, 16 = 124

>>32024945

>C.

BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GODDESS!!!

>>32026186

Damn it, meant D lol.

>>32024945

>C. Try to recuperate either some Ki and/or Health by doing some meditation and stretches while Mr. X slowly tries to get up, keeping yourself on guard.

Fixed some typos for ya' OP.

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>>32025073
>>32025722
>>32026186
>>32026311

Wellp, looks like a TIE... Vote to break it /tg/? Or possibly combine them?

>>32026354
...screw it. Switch me to C for expediency's sake.

>>32026354
I desperately desire to know the source of this gif.

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>>32026600

I'm pretty sure it's a stage from Samurai Shodown V Special.

>>32026449
>>32026311
>>32025073

Alright, Option C takes the vote and updates will be on the way shortly.

>>32026449
>>32025073
>>32026311

While it was tempting to try and take Mr. X down NOW rather than later. you decide to stop and take a long, drawn-out breath and close your eyes, slowing your heartbeat down as the energy behind your "Shōmei-ō Katja" transformation seems to ebb as well, you Ki starting to concentrate inside of your body as you take a moment to meditate on, well, everything you've been through and seen leading up to this moment, flashes of fights with "Ultima" & "Tsunami Tsako" flashing through your mind in sepia-hued tones (Even though you never actually experienced them first-hand)... And then see REAL memories of your time at the Kyokugen Dojo and four years worth of fights with Yuri Sakazaki at the Kyokugen Dojo enter and play through your mind in glorious, full color.

You mentally cringe a little as you watch yourself get beat up more often than not, Mr. X's voice starting to say something in the far-off distance of your mind... And curiously, you don't really pay any attention to him but keep tabs on his unique energy signature all of the same.

It's one hell of a nostalgia trip for you as you can see and chart your growth as a fighter in real-time, then open your eyes and feel a pang of regret as it seems like you surely missed an opportunity to deal some damage and/or finish Mr. X off completely... Though you breath a contented sigh of relief as a rollicking, high-energy guitar track starts to play(>New Thread Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JnXV-dy06nk) as Mr. X picks lurches up off the ground like a zombie and rips off his jacket, shirt & tie before stomping the ground.

You jump over a small shockwave of that same purple/blue energy and watch as it now envelops him completely, one of his eyes glows a brilliant blue through the flames that frame his naked, curiously scarred torso as he lurches towards you while laughing like a maniac...

>>32027676

You stay away from a little bit and keep your distance as he fires off a few rounds of Golden "Reppukens" at you, each of them smaller than before but travelling MUCH faster on he ground as you note that the motion his arms use is different now too (Though you don't know whether it's due to the fact that he's facing a different side or if it's from the effects of his glowing eye)...

You try to think on your feet as you watch him dash toward you, his speed getting a BIG boost as you try to dodge his Straight Left Punch/Shin Kick/Forearm Smash/Backhand-Blow combination, the last hit feeling like it went right on through your defenses even though you're sure that you blocked and countered it with a "Strong" Kohou that leads into your own flying kick...

=+=+=

>Your Health: 68%

>Mr. X's Health: 98% & Dropping...

>Your Ki: 0% ("Powered Up" and in "Shōmei-ō Katja Mode")

>Mr. X's Ki: MAX

=+=+=

>A. Try to counter-Hit Mr. X's wild offense, spacing him out and throwing him around as you can feel your energy start to fade again (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Evasion & Counter-Attack Damage)

>B. Get back on the Offense and try to put this mania down NOW, rather than waste your energy trying to block his strikes (Which you aren't sure you can do)... (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Evasion & Attack Damage)

>C. Try to move in and out of Mr. X's attack range, hunting for an opening that could land you the opening you need to land a DM that could win this fight for you (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Evasion & Attack Damage)

>D. Try to confuse him with some of the lesser-used attacks in your arsenal to try and open Mr. X up and possibly waste whatever time he's got left in his current state (If there's a time limit to it, of course!) (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Counter-Attack Damage & Luck that your evades can confuse him enough to open up some damage-dealing opportunities for you)

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

Rolled 52, 53, 59, 3 = 167

>>32028037
>>C. Try to move in and out of Mr. X's attack range, hunting for an opening that could land you the opening you need to land a DM that could win this fight for you (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Evasion & Attack Damage)
Probably my last vote for the night. Knackered.

Rolled 60, 18, 1, 36 = 115

>>32028037

>C.

Rolling to help the cause.

Rolled 34, 16, 19, 55 = 124

>>32028037
>C. Try to move in and out of Mr. X's attack range, hunting for an opening that could land you the opening you need to land a DM that could win this fight for you (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Evasion & Attack Damage)
Now, more than ever, you need to fight smart.

>>32028160
>>32028357
>>32028394

The kick connects and you find yourself right on top of Mr. X, throwing out a "Strong" Ha'oh Raijinken to catch him off-guard as he got up off the ground. However, you know that now's not the time to get greedy, as it could mean disaster as Mr. X launches towards you once again, his arms lazily crossed near his chest before hitting you with a three-hit strike, his upper body feeling like it's on fire as you block him (And feel each hit as though they were going right through you, making a mental note to stop trying to block his attacks).

However, you shake off the pain as his hits seem to be "All Show & no Go" when facing his right side and throw him with another Tani-Otoshi, not bothering with a follow-up strike as you can tell that his left-side is leading him around, also noting that his face seems to be split in half: One side smirking like a sociopath, the other as calm as that one guy you saw in South Town National Park...

You don't think much more of than that as you continue to dodge Mr. X's wild attacks as best as you can, feeling some fatigue set in as you can feel slight singes from his "Asura Reppukens" while you strafe through them, rolling past his Forearm Smash to again get Mr. X in a Headlock, smashing your knees into his upper body before you land a standing uppercut to his chin.

You wonder where and why that throw's sticking with you as Mr. X takes his time to get up off the ground and you give him some space, though stay close enough that you're confident that you could counter any attempt at a projectile he might have in store... Though you use the "Raijin Sprint" to dodge his Leaping Spin-Kick, then land a volley of punches onto his back that feel and look like Ryo Sakazaki's "Zansetsuken" rather than the boxing-style punches you usually use for your "Raijin Rush", knocking him back and away from you as you slowly back away from him once again, the shadow of that Joshua Tree looming larger behind you...

>>32028967
>Zansetsuken
ZanREtsuken. "Lightning Crack Fist."

>>32029120

Noted... Though curiously enough, my guide for KOF XIII called it that INSTEAD of "Zanretsuken".

>>32028967

Mr. X takes him to get up again and runs a hand through his hair, goading you to try and attack him as he can see that your power is fading, your breath feeling heavier as your heart-rate worryingly starts to speed up again...

=+=+=

>Your Heath: 59%

>Mr. X's Health: 73% & dropping

>Your Ki: 0% (Still "Powered Up" and in "Shōmei-ō Katja Mode") (Though not for too long now...)

>Mr. X's Ki: MAX

=+=+=

>A. Call his bluff and try to take him down NOW, before your powers run out (As you've never been in "Shōmei-ō Katja" for this long and you don't know what's going to happen to you once you get out of it)... (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Evasion, Attack Damage & Luck that you can knock him out of whatever counter-attack he might have planned)

>B. Stick to your current plan and continue to confuse & aggravate Mr. X, maybe even taking a moment to talk some smack back at him before you continue to fight (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Evasion & Attack Damage) ("Write-In" Lines of Dialogue are encouraged with this vote)

>C. Stay the FUCK away from Mr. X and see what he does, as it looks like he's tiring himself out doing this as much as you seem to be... And of course, counter-hit him when he tries to get close to you (Roll 3d100 for Speed, Evasion & Counter-Attack Damage)

>D. Try to power out of "Shōmei-ō Katja" and start to try and land some normal strikes towards him, as you aren't liking how you can't seem to block his attacks while in your current state (Roll 4d100 for Luck that you can "Power-Down", Speed, Defense & Evasion)

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

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>>32029327

>Takes him
>Not "Takes TIME" to get up again

Fixed.

Rolled 44, 27, 77, 17 = 165

>>32029327
>B. Stick to your current plan and continue to confuse & aggravate Mr. X, maybe even taking a moment to talk some smack back at him before you continue to fight (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Evasion & Attack Damage)
"I've fought koalas meaner than you, but at least koalas have the excuse of lookin' cuddly."
"Gotta go wild to try and take me down? Shows how much faith you have in yourself."
"Relax. If your heart stops, I'll just jump-start it for ya!"

Rolled 49, 44, 60, 26 = 179

>>32029327

>B. Stick to your current plan and continue to confuse & aggravate Mr. X, maybe even taking a moment to talk some smack back at him before you continue to fight (Roll 4d100 for Speed, Defense, Evasion & Attack Damage)

Noone-liners from me, just want to see her continue this strategy.

Rolled 60, 17, 88, 30 = 195

>>32029327

>B.

Rolling for the cause.

>>32029470
>>32029782
>>32030066

"Wot, ya' gotta go wild to try and take me down? Shows how much faith you have in yourself" you yell, trying to taunt him back as you can feel your energy fading fast and quickly try to work up a plan of action. However, the sly grin on Mr. X's face vanishes as he seems to have taken offense to that, yelling "YOU DIE!" as he recklessly dashes towards you, leaving you only just enough time to side-step his rush-in strikes (His arms crossed yet again, though this time his upper body actually IS on fire).

You hop back and land a standing hard kick to the back of his head, though he shrugs it off like it were nothing more than a smack to the face as he actually hits you with that "Straight Left Punch/Shin Kick/Forearm Smash/Backhand-Blow" combination, THEN launches into that attack he had been trying to land on you the whole fight: A three hit series of palm thrusts, though instead of stopping there Mr. X grabs and slams you into the soft earth.

Whether by dumb luck, swift thinking and/or the fact that the ground was slightly sloping downhill, you manage to use the momentum of getting thrown to avoid his Gloriously -Golden "Raising Storm" follow-up attack (The "Storm" being a "Claw" Type that reaches out in front of him as well, further solidifying just how "Lucky" you are) as you tumble down the hill, your body coming to a rest at the base of it as you land on your back.

You look up at the star-lit sky, your body feeling like it's at it's limit as "Shōmei-ō Katja Mode" ends and your heartbeat FINALLY slows down... Then struggle to even get up off the ground as you can hear Mr. X go through a few coughs above, sounding almost as "Gassed" as you are as a part of your mind seems to be willing you on, forcing you to get up and try to deliver what very well could be the decisive blow... Eventually, you DO get up off the ground and stagger to your feet, looking up to see Mr. X's aura start to fade in and out while clutching his head.

>>32031041

You take a few breaths as you shakily stand on your own two feet, feeling like the simple gravity of the earth could knock you over as you yell "You fucker! I've fought koalas meaner than you... but at least koalas have the excuse of lookin' cuddly."

You note that Mr. X really IS out of it, as it feels like he's all kinds of pain and doesn't even seem to respond to your words as something curiously dawns on you:

You AREN'T thinking about killing Mr. X right now.

Which is beyond odd, because you'd really, REALLY like to end this fucker and be done with this world you're in... But you noticed that in the second half of the fight, Mr. X was the one leading a charge and recklessly barging in, almost like he needed to in order to keep his energy levels up? (Or something?) And the fact that as you stand right now, not thinking about fighting him and how you're going to deliver the killing blow to his body, Mr. X's aura and energy seems to deplete even quicker than yours did...

=+=+=

>Your Health: 32%

>Mr. X's Health: 51% & Dropping...

>Your Ki: 30%, No bars of Ki (From the fall)

>Mr. X's Ki: 0%

=+=+=

>A. Do some stretches, keep NOT thinking about killing Mr. X and see if the bastard really DOES just keel over (And maybe what that means to you as well, if your head feels like it's on straight enough after that last throw & tumble) (Roll 1d100 for how much health you recover from stretching) (1-24 = No Health Gains)(25-49 = 10%)(50-74 = 15%)(75-99 = 25%)("Nat 100" = 50% Health Gain)

>B. Slowly make your way up the hill and psyche yourself up for delivering one, last, killing blow... If you need to, considering how utterly WRECKED Mr. X seems to be.

>C. Lie back down and "Play Dead", then wait for him to walk over and chuck him with a Tani-Otoshi throw (Roll 3d100 for Bluff, Speed & Attack Damage)

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

Rolled 66

>>32031300
>A. Do some stretches, keep NOT thinking about killing Mr. X and see if the bastard really DOES just keel over (And maybe what that means to you as well, if your head feels like it's on straight enough after that last throw & tumble) (Roll 1d100 for how much health you recover from stretching)
"The Outback may be a killer, but I'm not."

Rolled 24

>>32031300

>A.


I have no idea what in the FUCK is going on, but stretching is always a good idea.

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>>32031392
>>32031938

Apologies for the delay Anons; The posts I had lined out got deleted some how... However! Option A overwhelmingly wins the vote and the last Updates of this session are on the way shortly...

>>32031938
>>32031392

An oddly tense feeling overwhelms you as you can feel the wind start to pick a little, your mind focusing on everything EXCEPT throttling Mr. X in lurid, horiphically graphic ways while you stretch your body through the agonizing pain you're going through right now. Oddly enough, your half-baked idea on the nature of Mr. X's power seems to be working; You can feel his energy dissapate ever-faster as you get through your "Warm-Up" stretches and feel a little bit better as you start to focus on all of the little things around you... Like "Why s there a Joshua Tree smack-dab in the middle of a field of flowers like this?", "What's with the castle off in the distance? 'Specially since there's that normal-lookin' rest-stop along the way..." and most importantly of all "What time is it?" as you look up into the starry night sky, the full moon starting to wane a little bit and the usual inky darkness of the night softening ever-so-slightly.

You take a few deep breaths before you start to walk up the hill towards where "Katherine" & Mr. X now lay, X coughing up blood as it seems as though he was betting on that last attack to do the job and kill you... Though he seemingly perks up a little as he opens a bloodshot eye (Now back it's former shade of brown) and mumbles "C'mon, kill me like a warrior already..."

"Sorry mate. The Outback may be a killer, but I'm not" you tell him, feeling surprisingly proud at those words as he recoils upon hearing them, flopping over onto his stomach as he tries to push himself up off the ground, his arms shaking.

"Y-Y.... You BITCH!" he says with a sneer, obviously trying to get a reaction from you and cementing the idea that he NEEDS negative energy/feelings of hatred/whatever-the-fuck you don't have right now to keep using his current form.

"Ah C'mon, y'could do better'n'that though, right?" you coldly tease him, not wanting to give Mr. X any kind of ammunition to use to mount a miraculous recovery or something...

>>32032929

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But, to your relief, he doesn't and lays back down on the ground, blood trickling from his mouth as well as cuts and bruises you hadn't noticed before starting to open up.

"You know... It shouldn't ended like this" he coughs out in a low voice. "Pride... Is the worst thing in the world to have though... It makes you do stupid things like this."

You don't say anything at that, stewing on the inside at what he could be saying might be a ploy to regain something to keep himself alive a little bit longer... Though what he says next gives you a little bit of food for thought..

"In the end, I was... Destined for this. ... My father let pride kill him and drove my uncle to insanity, my father's let it cloud his judgement and he got killed... And now I'm gonna die from letting my pride get the better of me too" Mr. X wheezes as you wonder when this guy's gonna kick the bucket, because

"One thing before you go on me mate" you start to say, then squat down in front of him and ask "What exactly did my sister over there DO to you?"

Mr. X pauses for a long time, his breathing labored a little bit as you try to not snap him back awake (Again using your theory that "Violence breeds Violence" and that you DON'T want to give Mr. X a second lease on life)... Though when he does finally croak up, it's something you hadn't expected.

"She... She cheated on me. Twice. Once with... With a woman, which I supported her through as a friend" Mr. X starts to explain, then pauses to go on another coughing fit before concluding "... Then she cheated on me... With another man, after we got back together."

You take a long pause, then tell him "Fair'nough... Still ain't righ t'kill her over it" and get an odd feeling of surprise when Mr. X's last words are "I know" before you feel that same "Tingly" sensation you had when your mother passed on, his eyes closing with a contented sigh.

>>32033176

You take a long look around you, half-expecting the fabric of your existence to just pop out of whatever this world you're in... But nothing happens; You simply get up, look around and see two dead bodies lying on the ground, not quite far enough away from each other to suggest that they fought it out to the death or something like that, but at the same time the impact of what they represent isn't lost on you...

Then wonder what the hell THAT could mean, because you don't even really feel anything, that old self of yours from when you were in denial about all of your glaring issues popping back up... That's when you let out a long sigh, shaking your head before looking around to find a shovel and figure that there was only one "Proper" thing to do right now: Bury the bodies out of respect for the departed lying at your feet. You start with Mr. X's at first, as you honestly don't feel any tug of emotional regret or sorrow at his passing (Which feels odd, as he WAS the young man that you had laid out on a grassy mountainside with on a night like this in a previous dream)... Though the waterworks start to flow when you look down at your "Sister", a brief thought that she might be one of the myriad of clones that NESTS made before you shake that off and bury her under the shade of the Joshua Tree, taking off the Red-Leather Jacket and odd, printed T-Shirt you had on to give your arms and shoulders more room to work with.

Thanks to fortunate timing, you were standing around and leaning in your shovel as the night sky started to fade into the predawn, feeling sweaty, tired and sore as all hell after going through that fight and subsequent exercise when you hear a peppy, oddly catchy electronic track start to get piped inhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VSICiIAKxIk as you hear Yuri Sakazaki scream 'KATIE!" at the top of her lungs.

You break out into a small, genuine smile as you turn around and pick her up into your arms giving her a hug.

>>32033418

"Goddamn Oz, you went through the wringer huh?" you hear Fiona Graves ask as you keep hugging Yuri tightly in your arms, the sun slowly starting to rise as your eyes fill with light... And find yourself getting applauded at the arcade, still covered in the blood and dirt your clothes had picked up from the fight and still finding Yuri in your arms, though you open your eyes and see King & "The New Gorgeous Team" in the crowd around you.

"You wouldn't know mate, ya' just wouldn't know" you tell Fiona with a weary sigh, then break away from Yuri for a second as she gives you the sign that you're smothering her.

"You wanna talk about it Katyin?" she asks, that name your mom had popping up in your mind and sounding just plain WEIRD hearing Yuri say it.

You take a long pause as you look around, a part of you slightly freaked out that the crowd (On second glance) is yet again everyone you've ever considered a friend, including the ones you've met fight club-hopping in South Town for the last three months as well as the arcade machine that sucked you in flashing the first three letters of your name as it's "New High Score!"... Then shake your head and tell her "Naw, maybe another time; Let's just get out o'here Sunshine."

Yuri nods as King asks "Buy a round of drinks?" as you and the others follow her out of the arcade, excitedly replying with a "Hell the FUCK YES!" as you blindly follow her through the door leading out to the sidewalk, the light from the sun so bright you could swear that it looked like it was being shined on to you by some outside force...

Which is when you FINALLY wake up in your bed at "The Imperial Hotel" in South Town USA, that crazy Italian DJ playing disco music from when you first settled in wrapping up his show as you lay back and ponder "WHY THE FUCK do my dreams go on forever like that?"... Then wonder what you could get for breakfast, or indeed what time it is, as it just doesn't feel like your usual 8 AM alarm to you today.

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>>32033596

>A. Just lay in bed for a little while longer and reflect on what you saw in your dreams.

>B. Get up, do some light stretches and take a shower; You want to prove to yourself that you don't have any dirt, blood or grime all over your body... And maybe go shopping later in the day for a red leather jacket, because it looked decent on you for a change.

>C. Get up, do your regular stresses and go work out whatever you're feeling Robert's gym, though you're not quite sure what you should focus on today...

>D. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character in this storyline to gain direct control of)

>E. Something Else... ("Write-in/Combine up to 2 Votes" Vote)

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>Pause Updates

OK, it's late where I'm at so I'll make this quick: I don't quite know when updates can continue for Round 29 tomorrow, though I'm hoping for around 12:30 PST / 3:30 EST and will check in at 9 AM PST/Noon to announce when updates will OFFICIALLY resume.

That said, the voting's still open, a new thread will get made sometime next week (Check my Twitter Feed & The Quest Thread Generals for announcements) if the current one 404's, Thanks y'all for going so late into the night may good rest be brought to all of y'all on /tg/!

>>32033678
A. Some navel gazing should help.

>>32033678

>A.

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>>32034996
>>32037645

Apologies for the delay Anons; A few things came up that required my utmost attention this morning. Thankfully, Updates will begin shortly with Option A taking the vote.

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>>32037645
>>32034996

>Days until the start of "The King of Fighters: Infinite Match": 5

>Days until your fight with "The Soul of the Streets Team": 5

>Date: Friday, May 27th

>Updates officially Resume

>You now assume direct control of Katja Hartkern

You lay in bed for what feels like a long while, shutting off the radio before you do as the music had changed to some snark-filled talk sow about local politics (That you don't have any interest in), reflecting on what you've "Seen" and felt in that last dream. What's most interesting to you aside from all of that exposition about yourself and your past was how REAL it all felt, as if in some alternate universe or timeline or whatever that WAS what you were doing, or did to "Mr. X" (Who you figure was supposed to be Andrew Draco, judging by his voice)...

Still, even with thoughts of parallel universes and physics springing up in your head, the most glaring facet of your dream was how, in some twisted way, it all made sense. Your origins and where you came from were fairly secret, though you DID live with your mum'n'dad until Maiya passed on when you were 12 Years old... THAT was "Real" to you. But at the same time, what else was "Real" in your mind? DID you actually experience your life on your own terms and in real-time, or were you just created at the biological age of 19 and put on a path of self-bettering through Martial Arts as a way to make up for "Lost Time"? ... In short: "Was I always meant to be the person I am now? Was it all just widow-dressin' to get me off my arse and fulfill some sorta mission'er'whatever, even when I didn't have one t'complete?"

It's all very unsettling to you, especially since you never one for "Too Deep For You" thoughts like this and ESPECIALLY not before your usual "Get-Up'n'Go" hour (Which passes by without any complains, the clock on the radio reading 8:12 AM when you casually glance at it)... Maybe some food, or exercise could snap you out of your current psychic funk?

>>32038476

>A. Get up, go through your stretching routine right now and work out whatever you're feeling Robert's gym, though you're not quite sure what you should focus on today. ("Write-In" Suggestions are welcome with this vote)

>B. Get up, do some light stretches and take a shower before you decide what you want to do today, because you STILL have a nagging feeling that you're covered in the blood, dust and sweat from your dream...

>C. Lay in bed some more and ponder the philosophical ramifications behind your dreams, ESPECIALLY that last doozy of one you had gone through.

>D. Get up and get some food in you; All of this psychological thought is probably just a sign that you're hungry...

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

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>>32038577

>TFW No Replies

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>>32039049
>>32038577

>TFW STILL no replies

Call it a thread and regroup at a later date?

>>32039049
>>32039448
Dude, chill out.

>>32038577
>B. Get up, do some light stretches and take a shower before you decide what you want to do today, because you STILL have a nagging feeling that you're covered in the blood, dust and sweat from your dream...

>>32038577

>B. Get up, do some light stretches and take a shower before you decide what you want to do today, because you STILL have a nagging feeling that you're covered in the blood, dust and sweat from your dream...

Seriously thpugh, you need to chillax a little Weasel.

>>32038577

>B.

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>>32039589
>>32039802
>>32040435

Sorry about that delay Anons; I got distracted by a few other things around my household that I needed to take care of... (Also, I might have to call this thread early if I can't haggle with somebody to take over the "Late Shift" I might have to work tonight.) Either way, Option B resoundingly takes the vote and updates are on the way...

>>32040435
>>32039802
>>32039589

"Ell with it, I need t'clear me head" you tell yourself, then get out of bed and find yourself dressed only in a bra & panties, which you raise an eyebrow at as you don't recall changing out of your pajamas before you went to bed early last night... But shrug and go through your "Warm-Up" stretches without any protests from your body before taking a nice, long shower.

Thankfully, nothing comes off your body as you confirm that this IS reality, you still aren't dreaming and that you're going to miss having hot showers like this in the morning when you eventually have to leave this glorious villa, a faint sense of regret that you didn't really get to use it much aside from the gym, pool and showers...

That's when you figure that today might be right to start to re-pack and clean all of your clothes before you load your stuff back up and take your meager amount of belongings with you (Or maybe put your valuables in a safe-deposit box at that one Bank you've got an account at) to San Francisco for the first round of "The Infinite Match"... Though on the other hand, you feel compelled to hit the gym and work your way through all of what had happened in your dream from last night.

>A. Skip through the day and start training after Lunch, checking in with King after you finish working out.

>B. Play through the day as normal and start packing your stuff, as you probably only have a few days left before you, Yuri & King have to leave for your flight to the west coast.

>C. Play through the day as normal, but get through your regular work-out before doing anything else, again focusing on bodyweight exercises and swimming as a "Coll-Down".

>D. Get some Breakfast in you before you start anything else; You can hear your stomach starting to make familiar-sounding growls back at you...

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

>F. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character in this quest to gain direct control of)

>>32041993
>A. Skip through the day and start training after Lunch, checking in with King after you finish working out.

>>32041993

>A. Skip through the day and start training after Lunch, checking in with King after you finish working out.

Maybe focus on bodyweight exer ises instead of machines, considering we're supposed to be leaving the pad soon?

>>32042143
Full-body bodyweight exercises are some of the most efficient exercises out there. They don't require as much time commitment, and they don't require additional equipment (barring a bench or table depending on the exercise). Katja needs to be in top holistic form if she wants to get far in the KoF.

By the way, Avery said she wanted to check Katja out today, didn't she?

>>32042250

Pretty sure she did, but i'm not 100% on that... Also seconding the bodyweight exercises.

>>32041993

>A.

>>32042548
>>32042143
>>32042022

You shake off any lingering thoughts about what you had gone through in your mind and take the whole morning to pack and prepare everything you own for transport out of the glamorous villa you're currently residing in, surprised at how much clothing you have to wash despite feeling like you had maybe two, three full outfits to wear out when you had first arrived here...

You even get a chance to take a look at your precious stuffed koala bear ("Mr. Grumbles") and wonder if a part of your wild, crazy dream was a mirror of the person you were like when you were just a young girl, because you took that thing around with you EVERYWHERE back in the day... And then feel an odd pang of nostalgia about those days living on the dusty plains of the heart of The Outback, not a soul around for miles and various nasty creatures that most people would be horrified of being as common as dirt to you.

You take a quick break for a light breakfast after a little bit, then finish up packing and do some more stretches before heading down to the gym to work out and get your training back on track, again focusing on body exercises and eschewing machines and weights in exchange for putting yourself through some of the strangest exercises you've ever heard of: "Judo Push-up's", "Donkey Kick's", "Single Leg Deadlift's", "Burpees", " Pistol Squat's" and a few other curiously named ones that defy explanation... All of which wipe you out physically, yet make you feel more satisfied than you have in a long while, more nostalgia hitting you as you feel like you were back training in the Kyokugen Dojo as you break for lunch and check your phone for messages.

Sure enough, you find two new texts from your "#1 Super-fan" Avery and King about what time you'd want to meet up for some sparring/instruction and when you could meet up for yet another "Pow-Wow" the day before your flight out to San Francisco, Respectively...

>>32043969

>A. Call up King and check in with her to when you could meet up for one last toast/strategy session/whatever at "La Illusion".

>B. Call up Avery and ask her where she'd want to meet up at, possibly getting some lunch with her again and wondering if it would be sending too-strong of a message towards her (As you don't want her to get the impression that you're romantically interested in her).

>C. Get some lunch in you before you call up anybody; You're starting to feel a little light-headed after that workout (Among other things).

>D. Something Else... ("Write-in/Combine Votes" Vote)

>E. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character in this quest to gain direct control of)

And thus, another quest dies with a whimper... Good riddance, I say.

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>>32045791

As much as I hate to admit it, it looks to be that way... I might just stick a fork into this quest and run the next round sometime next week.

>>32044108
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>>32047351

Hell with it, I'm going with this and getting the next update started...

>>32044108
>B. Call up Avery and ask her where she'd want to meet up at, possibly getting some lunch with her again and wondering if it would be sending too-strong of a message towards her (As you don't want her to get the impression that you're romantically interested in her).

>>32047351
>>32048532

After making a note of the fact that King had called you just after 9 AM while you had only just missed Avery by minutes, you call up "A. Mitchell" first and patiently wait for her to answer, putting your phone on "Speaker" while getting changed into some fresh clothes (As you want to get the "Dudette Sweat"-smell off of you before going out anywhere).

"Katja? Is that you?" you hear her ask as you struggle to get on a slightly-tighter than you remember T-shirt, then swiftly put that aside and pick up your cellphone.

"Yeah, just got your message... What's up with you?"

"Oh, just doing some rehabilitation with my arm, reading through my Aikido manual... You?" she replies, sounding slightly nervous for some reason.

"Just packin' up my stuff and gettin' ready to head out for the tournament... I was kinda answering if ya'wanted to go out somewhere or somethin', because this'll probably be my last in South Town before the Tourney ends" you truthfully reply, then try to slip on that T-Shirt again as you wonder why it's so tight around your chest.

"Oh... Well, we could meet somewhere for lunch ad hit up my gym or something" Avery answers, still sounding a little embarrassed calling you for whatever reason.

You pick up on that as you slip into some Blue Jeans and ask "Everythin' alright?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah... I kind of had a bad night at work" she replies.

"Oh..." You reply, then inquisitively ask "What do y'do for work Avery? Y'never really answered me when I brought it up before."

"W-Well, I work as a systems analyst for a private security agency" Avery tells you, a partial truth as her work at Seth's Agency isn't far from that. "And dude, last night was just..."

"Earn your money kinda gig?" you ask, Avery letting out a sigh as you can hear the frustration in her voice.

"Yeah... But maybe getting some lunch with you would be good" she offers, again sounding nervous-enough that you're starting to think she wants to go on a date or something.

>>32048842

You take a long pause, not quite sure if Avery has the wrong idea or is coming on a little too strongly for your own liking... Yet at the same time, whether because of the fact that you don't feel like you have enough friends outside of fighting, or even those that are "Casual"-enough to just hang out whenever you fancy.

>A. Make it clear to Avery that while you wouldn't mind being friends and going out to lunch AS friends, you aren't ready to go out with her (Or any woman, for the matter) on a date or something like that.

>B. Politely decline her invite for lunch, but tell her that you wouldn't mind trying to go out for a night of club-hopping or something later in the evening.

>C. Give her a non-committal response, politely hang up and call up King to confirm whatever plans she has for you and Yuri.

>D. Don't try to paint any pictures or color the situation at-hand and agree to go out to lunch with Avery; With the way she's sounding on the phone, her job must be a pretty high-stress one and probably just is eager to spend some time away from it...Right?

>E. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character in this quest to gain direct control of)

>F. Something Else... ("Write-in/Combine Votes" Vote)

>>32049176
>D. Don't try to paint any pictures or color the situation at-hand and agree to go out to lunch with Avery; With the way she's sounding on the phone, her job must be a pretty high-stress one and probably just is eager to spend some time away from it...
Plus, she can join us to hang out with King if she so chooses.

>>32049176
d

>>32049320
>>32050089

"Sure" you finally tell Avery, explaining "Let me just clear a few things up with me mates and I can meet up with ya' wherever."

"Great! We can meet up in China Town; I have an appointment with my masseuse and there's this KILLER Chinese place across the street" she says.

"Yeah, 'The Rising Dragon' right?" you ask, thinking what a small world it must be after realizing she's one of Dr. Lee Pai Long's clients. "Place is great; I'll be sure t'be there awright?"

"Alright, cool... Well, see ya!" she answers before hanging up. You smirk as you look at the small profile picture her caller ID is set-up on and wonder what life would've been like if she were enrolled in Kyokugenryuu when you were still there... You shake that thought out of your head and try to call back King, only to find that your phone isn't reacting as it normally would.

Curious, you fiddle around with the almost-endless options it has before you realize what's wrong (And why Avery might have sounded embarrassed while talking to you): You had somehow activated a "Videophone"-like setting when you called her back, meaning that Avery watched you get dressed the whole time you were talking to her!

"Of all the bloody..." you start to curse, but let your voice trail off into a mere mumble as you go back into your phone's settings and "Lock-Out" that particular feature before you call up King, subconsciously putting on a jacket before she answers.

"Hi Katja... You got my message right?" King asks, overhearing the chatter of "La Illusion" in the background.

"Yeah... Listen, I forgot that I had made plans to go to lunch with a friend; Y'mind if I don't come in until like 4:30-5 PM?" you ask, looking at a nearby clock and seeing that it's around 12:30 PM right now.

"Alright" King replies, though she quickly adds "But try not to be any later than that alright? I still want to get in a sparring match with you before the tournament starts... Plus, Yuri's supposed to be there too."

>>32050968

"Yeah yeah, I hear ya" you reply, then ask "Hang on, aren't you right knackered from your fight with Fiona?"

"No, nothing that a day off couldn't fix" she says, then again asks "So around 4:30 right?"

"OK, you're the boss o'this team King" you tell her, then add "See you soon 'kay? Buh-bye" and hang up on her. You grab your cellphone, the keys to your treasured Triumph Thruxton that's parked downstairs and your wallet, checking through it and grabbing a small amount (Around $100 or so in a loose collection of denotations) for "Walking Around Money", then slip on your boots and riding gloves and make your way down to the parking garage.

Something about today's triggering memories and reflections from within you, as you almost feel a little melancholy at the fact that after today, you aren't going to really have a place to go to or stay at (As that realtor Robert Garcia set you up with isn't expecting you until well into June, maybe at the end of that month at the earliest) and it really hits home that you've got all of your eggs riding in this "Infinite Mach" basket...

"Better bloody win it then" you think as you fire up your motorcycle, listening to it idle and again hear Hatsune Horikawa's voice saying "Oh, it sounds like a sewing machine"

>A. Skip through the day and start the meeting up with King & Yuri, with (Or without) Avery hanging around with you as she IS a supposed member of the Todoh Style of Aikido (Noted rivals of the Sakazakis & Kyokugen Karate).

>B. Keep playing through the day as normal and ride down to "The Seeping Dragon Pharmacy" to wait up for Avery, then head across the street with her for some glorious food.

>C. Keep playing through the day, but stop off at the Bank to set up a safe-deposit box for your precious belongings before meeting up with Avery in China Town.

>D. Assume the role of...? ("Write-In" Vote to determine which character in this quest to gain direct control of)

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

>>32051828
>B. Keep playing through the day as normal and ride down to "The Seeping Dragon Pharmacy" to wait up for Avery, then head across the street with her for some glorious food.