>>32618626
>Spaghetti harder in the hot car interior
No-one can see us spaghetti in here. No-one important anyway.

>>32618626
>Maybe you should go talk to Wendy again
>Puke somewhere out of the way first, though.

>>32618821
In my head I was kind of imagining my next post would involve Michelle vomiting everywhere but dropped it since it was unprompted. I'm so happy that I get it back!

>>32618882
Vomit always has its place in Wetwork Idols.

>>32618933
In this moment I am fulfilled.

>>32619008
Petition to rename Michelle Vomit-chan.

>>32619051
If there's a copious amount of barfing for a significant number of threads Wendy and Skyler might start calling Michelle the Vomit Comet or Tilt-a-Hurl or something like that.

>>32619162
We will do it in secret...

>>32619176
>thinking privacy exists in the dingy, far flung future of 20-whatever year I said it was.

Writing soon!

need to remember to post this immediately after the OP!


You are Michelle St. Claire, and today is your third day on the job.

You don’t feel well.

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>>32618626

You rub your face with your hands, wiping at beads of sweat forming at the hairline. You push the part back into place, the tips of your finger briefly tracing the outline of your widow’s peak.

The calluses on one hand aren’t entirely different from the metal and polymer of the other.

Your stomach hurts.

You wrap both arms around your abdomen and curl back over in pain an-

Oh no. You need to get out, right now.

You force the door open with a shoulder and a hard slam of your fist and roll out of the car. You try to get to your feet but end up scrambling on your knees ten feet to the boundaries of your (leased - soon to be owned?) property and throw up.

You lie there, limply, for what feels a long time as you watch a day (more?) of food and drink pool in the flower beds.

You don’t feel well.

>Vomit more
>Do nothing
>Go back downstairs
>Continue with your errand(s?)
>Other

>>32620072
>>Vomit more
>Get inside to clean up.
Probably gotta sleep before next update, so thanks for running! All of one update, haha.

>>32620221
One is one more than none <3

>>32620296
But it's one less letter. Makes u thnk

>>32620072
>Vomit more
Let it all out.

writing in a few

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>>32620072

You continue to heave into the bushes, although you stopped producing a long time ago. Your stomach tightens into a sharp point of pain as your diaphragm continues to push and pull against the inside of your body and ribs.

You wipe away at your face with a sleeve, your shirt soaked with sweat and tears of pain.

You wiggle your toes. You can’t really feel them anymore. You must’ve been sitting on your legs or calves this entire time. You crawl along the ground and pull yourself up by the retaining wall that marks the border of the property and the city street and sidewalk that runs parallel and walk lopsidedly back into the house.

You slump against the wall of the elevator as it takes you back down to the water and its beach.

Wendy doesn’t notice or doesn’t care. Her back is to you.

>Say anything?
>Do anything?
>Vomit more
>Spaghetti harder
>Other

>>32620994
>>Other
Go to the doctor, looks like a stomach virus. Or get an over the counter medicine. Maybe medicine advance far enough for it to be minor.

>>32620994
>>Vomit more
JUST DIE ALREADY! BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

writing in a few

>>32621640
taking a (smallish) AFK to eat dinner. My post is close to done.

be back soon!

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>>32620994

You stagger across the patio and make it into the sand before doubling over, dry heaving.

Saliva dribbles down your face and throat. You weakly wipe at it with the palm of your hand.

Wendy turns around. She looks disgusted.

You feel pretty disgusting.

“Jesus fucking Christ Michelle, what the fuck?”

>What the fuck, Michelle?

>>32622301
>>What the fuck, Michelle?
NO FUCKING IDEA! STOMACH VIRUS?! See if house AI thing can see what is wrong, or buy the med app for it or whatever.

Man, slow night for Michelle today. I hate running on Fridays.

Writing in a bit.

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>>32622301

You sit down, feeling even more pale than usual (and you’re already pretty white), and rest your elbows on your knees as your hands cradle your head.

“I might’ve been throwing up.”

“Really?”

Her words sound surprised but her tone doesn’t.

“Maybe I have a virus.”

“Maybe you’re fucking retarded.”

“But it co-”

“No.”

“Bu-”

“No.”

“I-”

“I said no.”

You look down. You forgot to put your shoes back on when you stormed out. Good thing you didn’t leave.

You wiggle your toes in the sand to bury globs of spit.

“Look, why are you even back? You said you were leaving.”

>I wanted to apologize
>I had to throw up from wanting to apologize
>I’m just vomiting everywhere for fun, it’s my thing
>Spaghetti harder (Indicate how)
>Vomit more
>Other

>>32623142
>I wanted to apologize, I don't snap normally but some days are worse than others

So slow.

>Finished shitting writing now

>>32623411
Supporting
Sorry OP, am busy

>>32623922
I feel...slightly better now.

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>>32623142

You feel as if you’re gagging, or about to, but try to power through it.

“I’m sorry for yelling. That’s not -”

There it is. At least it’s only one or two waves of dry heaving. You spit in the sand and flick it away with your toes and try to continue.

“Me. Some days are hard.”

Wendy does not move or speak.

That’s probably the best she can do.

The two of you sit together on the hard wood floor of a patio of some house on some lake the size of small countries. You watch the water stretch over the horizon and feel very small.

>Do something
>Say something
>Spaghetti harder
>Other

>>32624081
>>Other
Keep vomiting, it is serious and you need to go to the goddam hospital.

>>32624148
Maybe I wasn't clear but the whole vomiting thing is just a gag physical spaghetti from Michelle being unable to deal.

If you're unclear whether it's an illness or just bad physical comedy.

>>32624237
Awwww....ok um....
>Spaghetti harder
Unleash hesitant feels. Dialogue up to OPFOR, don't be lazy.

>Do something
Set up entertainment system or get one if don't have. Get lots and lots of porn. Michelle is young and curious.

>>32624687
Not to tell you how to vote or anything, but, something to keep in mind is Michelle's only sexual encounter/experience ended with her getting medically discharged from the Army.

I don't know if "curious," is the right word to use about sex or intimacy in the context of Michelle.

>>32624081
>Say something
I'm sorry I snapped at you. You're my friend, and I'd like it if we didn't fight.

Writing in a few

>>32624920
Ok, what evs, support

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>>32624081

“I said I-”

“I heard you the first time, you fucking retard. I bet you were yelled at a lot in the Army, and now you’ve got some sick addiction to it. Fucking freak.”

“I just wanted to say I don’t want to fight you too…”

Wendy stops talking. You get it this time.

Snikt.

Snikt snikt snikt snikt.

Wendy looks over at you and gets up and leaves.

Snikt. Snikt. Snikt.

You draw shapes in the sand. Sharp, delicate circles, triangles and squiggles with perfectly sharp or rounded edges spring to life around you in the sand beneath your feet.

It’s the color of good heroin.

>Follow Wendy like a lost dog
>Continue scribbling in the sand
>Spaghetti harder (How so, for whom?)
>Do nothing
>Return to your errand(s)
>Other

>>32625659
>>Other
.....
Whatever. Go to sleep.

>>32625902
It's pretty early for bed time (mid afternoonish?), but Michelle could probably pass out on demand from physical/mental/emotional exhaustion

>>32625659
>Continue scribbling in the sand

I'm going to end today's thread in the next post.

It's very late for me and I'm feeling very exhausted. Stay tuned to the twitter for any details, I might try to do another thread Sunday before my school week starts and kicks me in the dick.

>writing

>>32625659

You keep scribbling shapes into the sand with a combination of finger and claw.

This one is a poppy flower. This one is your unit patch. This one is the outline of Afghanistan. This one is your serial number. This one is...the...

You squint and rubbing your eyes. You don’t understand why your vision is blurring until you rub your eyes and they come away wet.

Oh.

Those are tears.

You climb the stairs to your room weeping silently, each footstep a little heavier than the last until you’re finally in the safe embrace of your bed and sheets.

You order the smart glass to its darkest tint and wonder if you’ll dream.

END SESSION

Sorry for the short session. I'll see if I can't get my schedule more well honed so I can go back to doing threads during the week instead of weekend.

We'll see.

In a slight change, any questions/comments/etc should be direct to the twitter @WetworkIdols . Check in with the same handle to stay up to date on whatever's going on with the quest.

Next thread next Friday, but chance of one sooner depending on me. I'll let you all know as early as possible.

Catch everyone later. Good night.

>>32626517
Forgot, thread is archived.

one of the regulars, on a work trip so I missed the thread, but what the fuck was this abomination of a thread?

fucking nothing got done, less than nothing got done, we effectively went backwards in terms of what we planned and voted to do last thread, and went backwards in terms of character development.

those votes... what the fuck, OPFOR, theres a point where you can say "stop being retarded for shits and giggles, and actually do something"

because fucking seriously, we've done nothing for the last 2 threads except for move backwards as a character and even then, Michelle is fucking all over the place, it reads like every second update Michelle is a completely different character and Wendy is a cunt when she shouldn't be

this thread was a fucking disapointment

>>32626517
Thanks for running.

>>32628078
Ouch.