Rolled 9 (1d10)

>>34424324
>[1 Hour/Best of 1d10+Popularity] Sell lemonade
BUt shout very loudly while doing so, that way people know we mean business.

>>34424324
> [30 minutes] Talk to Lulu
Getting laid will gain us more popularity then any video game

>>34424324
>post on Facebook
>1 Hour
damn that's some slow-ass mobile internet

"Lemonade! Freshly naded lemons," you yell out viciously at the passing people starting their days, catching the customers on your block as they make their way to their cars, they'll thank you for the wake-up drink, there's so much sugar in each glass it could give a man a heart-attack.

In the first half-hour, a few men humour you and Lulu, buying cups from each stand before getting in their cars. One snide trucker whispers under his breath, "the girl's selling them fifty cents cheaper." You spit in his cup when he's not looking.

Pocketing four dollars, you take a moment to praise yourself for your clever original idea to sell lemonade to buy your game, and a moment to curse Lulu for stealing your idea before you had it, that witch has been peddling her pee-water for a month now.

"Uuuuurgh," says a man, turning the corner on your block. He's got dreadlocks down to the chain hanging off his neck, and a face way too white and nerdy to be wearing either, "I gots this hangover so bad... hey, lemonades!" Who the flip plurals lemonade like that? No matter, you need to catch him before Lulu does.

"My lemons are naded so hard, the flavour's explosive," you boast, pulling him steps towards your stand.

"My lemons are all-natural, my mother grew them in her garden," she says, turning his head her way.

"Yeah well my lemons are cross-contaminated with mari-ju-wanna," you lie, taking a guess at your guest's inclinations.

"Then I'm-ma take one from here," he says, plopping a coin down on your stand before walking off with a cup. You give Lulu your best smug look, you've been practising it on your teachers. Looks like the rest of the hour will be slow, so you start walking over to her to gloat.

>CONT

"Looks like I win this time."

"Win?" She gives you a smile, God, she always has that annoying smile on.

"I know what you're doing, and it's not going to work Lulu, I'm going to sell so many lemons that they'll run out of Mexicans and have to hire white pickers."

She giggles at your comment. "You're so funny," she says. Did you make a joke there? Is she playing mind-games on you? Your father warned you about women, and girls are just tiny women. Well, you're here any ways, you better...

[INFO:]
>Popularity: 0
>Money: $10.25
>Cost of Lemonade: $1.00
>Time: 8:30AM

>Tell Lulu to leave
>Sabotage Lulu's stand
>Play nice... for now
>Write-In

>>34425007
>Sabotage Lulu's stand
We came to win

>>34425007
>Play nice... for now
He shitty stand will make ours look good by comparison.

>>34425007
>Sabotage Lulu's stand

>>34425007
>Sabotage Lulu's stand
We Mob now.

>>34425007
>Sabotage Lulu's stand
When she comes over, tears streaming down her face, we can help her
And then she can repay us in kind...

"Nice stand you got here, like the name." Lulu's Lemons huh, wonder if that breaks any copyright laws.

"You like it? I've been thinking of putting some glitter on the sign, but I'm afraid of it getting in the lemonade. We want our drinks sparkling, not spaaarkling, right?" What is she smiling about, she seems to want you to say something, better just keep quiet and nod.

"Hear you're charging fifty cents a cup, that's awfully hard in this economy isn't it."

"Economy? Hahahah, what's that?"

"Economy goes something like this... see, when two people are offering the same product, and one person has it for cheaper, people tend to buy the cheaper version of the product."

"That makes sense. Why not just offer all your products for cheap then?" So innocent, so foolish.

"Because you need to turn a profit. There're a few ways to go about beating competitive prices without compromising though."

"Like what?" She's listening so attentively, stepping on her tip-toes. A real model student, Lulu.

"Offering better service for one, or a better selection. You could sell cookies with your lemonade for example."

"Oh! My mother baked a fresh batch this morning," she says, her eyes bright and wide, "I'll go grab some!" With that, Lulu runs back into her house... oh, does she make it too easy.

Looks like she has a bag of sugar behind her stand to make her mix, it's got that organic label on it, but you're pretty sure nothing as tasty as sugar can be organic. You decide to make the label a bit more accurate, picking clumps of dirt off of Lulu's lawn and tucking it inbetween the corners of the sack, milling it until you can barely tell.

For good measure you spit into the pitcher she's already got set up and change Lulu's Lemons to Loser's Lemons, the first e is a little angled but that's fine, that'll show her, let's wipe that smile off her face for good.

You make way back to your stand, it'll be awhile yet to see the fruits of your labour.

>CONT

"HEY! HEY!" Oh boy, Nelson just woke up, he's almost as lame as Johnny and three times as loud. "WHAT'RE YOU DOING?" He screams, running over to your stand on his fat little legs.

"I'm selling lemonade, Nelson," you tell him.

"THAT'S PRETTY COOL. LULU SELLS LEMONADE TOO, IS IT OKAY FOR YOU TO SELL LEMONADE ACROSS THE BLOCK FROM HER?"

"Lulu's lemonade is filled with cooties so yes."

"OKAY. CAN I HELP?"

Maybe Nelson can help you...

[INFO:]
>Popularity: 0
>Money: $10.25
>Time: 9:00AM

>[1 Hour/+1 Popularity] Take Nelson to the park to advertise, you can't trust him alone
>[1 Hour/Best of 1d10+Popularity] Sell lemonade
>Write-In

>>34425846
>Kick Nelson in either the gut, the face, or the balls.

Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>34425846
>Have Nelson buy lemonade
>>[1 Hour/Best of 1d10+Popularity] Sell lemonade

>>34425910
winrar

lulu rape when

Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>34425846
hmm... leaving our stand alone after what we did sounds like a bad idea
>[1 Hour/Best of 1d10+Popularity] Sell lemonade

>>34425910
Second
Nelson's a jerk, and another shoulder for Lulu to cry on. Can't have him in the picture messing up things.

"Buy some lemonade or go away Nelson." Nelson is good for two things, finishing up the broccoli you don't want to eat and touch football. Perhaps someday when he sorts out his volume issues he'll make for a dirt-bag quarterback, but for now he's mostly just a bag.

"OKAY," yells Nelson, reaching inside his pants and fetching out a lint-covered coin that he slaps down on your stand, shaking it just a little. You pour him a cup of lemonade, and he brings it to his lips with both of his clumsy fat hands, chugging it all down quickly. "YOUR LEMONADE IS TOO SOUR."

"It's lemonade Nelson, it's naded from lemons."

"YEAH, BUT WHY IS IT SO SO-" Nelson doesn't finish his words, a quick kick of yours to his gut sends him crumbling to the ground.

"Act cool Nelson, somewhere else preferably," you say, as a posse of three high schoolers roll in on skateboards. Jeez, it's not even 10 yet, aren't they supposed to be sleeping or going on dates or something?

"Yo! Bro! Check it out, it's a lemonade stand!" The one at the front stops, kicking his skateboard up and catching it before spinning his baseball cap around backwards. "Wiiiicked." What era are these guys from?

"Dude, it's so narshing hot out that I'm thinking of getting my citrus on," says the second, sweating off his fake tan.

"Mang, I bet I can drink more lemonades than you can," says the third, messing up the plural while wearing a faux-hawk that scrapes the sky.

"Bro!"

"Dude!"

"Mang!" Like tribal chants, they repeat their tics to each other.

"Are you going to buy some lemonade," you ask them. They throw some coins at you without making an effort to count, and you serve them up ten cups. They chug it down in seconds the way Johnny's father chugs beer, before rolling off again.

Looks like Nelson has rolled off in the mean-time, he's real scared of high schoolers. He's left a fat boy-shaped line in your yard, but that's not important. You go to count up your money, when out of nowhere...

>CONT

"Hey dweeeeeeb!" Oh god, oh god, it's TJ, he's so big that there're rumours that they held him back a year, and stupid enough to substantiate those rumours. Worse yet, he's an ethnic and feels compelled to prove all the stereotypes true. Whichever ethnic he is, your father really says the same bad things about everyone who's not a part of your race.

"Hey TJ," you answer him, doing your best not to get intimidated by his fake leather jacket. Guys in real leather are occasionally cool motorcycling shark tamers, but guys in fake leather are all trouble.

"Looks like you got some money there, how about we split? You lend me some, and I won't beat you up on Monday," he says with a smirk. You've never been beaten up by TJ before, but Johnny makes it look painful. Then again, Johnny makes chewing carrot sticks look painful.

[INFO:]
>Popularity: 0
>Money: $21.25
>Time: 10:00AM

>[-$5] Pay off TJ.
>[-$10] Hire TJ to help your stand.
>[Best of 2d10+Popularity] Try to send TJ away
>Write-In

>>34426291
Oh sorry, target number for the roll is 7.

Rolled 4, 4 = 8 (2d10)

>>34426291
>[Best of 2d10+Popularity] Try to send TJ away
>possibly redirecting him to Lulu (small bribe?)

Rolled 3, 8 = 11 (2d10)

>>34426291
>[Best of 2d10+Popularity] Try to send TJ away

Rolled 8, 8 = 16 (2d10)

>>34426291
>>[Best of 2d10+Popularity] Try to send TJ away

Ah, I made that confusing. It's uuh... best of 2, 1d10...

>>34426291
> [-$10] Get him to force kids to buy lemonade for a cut of the profits

Rolled 4, 8 = 12 (2d10)

>[Best of 2d10+Popularity] Try to send TJ away
>Make sure we don't see him again

Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>34426374
My rolls tonight.>>34426389

>>34426389
do you want us to reroll?

Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>34426389
woops

>>34426350
>possibly redirecting him to Lulu (small bribe?)
I was just thinking this. Tell him that you said he could have drinks cheap there, since her drinks are cheaper anyway.

This is one of those times we don't mind advertising our competition.

>>34426398
Good idea yeah, since I fucked up and it's all on me.

I will take the first of the two rolls following this post. If you already voted, please delete your previous one if possible.

Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>34426398
>>34426400
Well shit.
Oh yeah i like this>>34426404
"Sense she sells for cheep she's made a lot more money."

>>34426411

>>34426426
And my dice make a comeback!

>>34426426
Wicked bro! That 10 was totally off the chain! Gonna ride some waves!

Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>34426411

>>34426426
looks like TJ about to get BTFO

>Kill TJ, make Bloodenade, The Thirst Murderer!

"Look TJ, that sounds great and all, I don't get my face pounded, you make a few bucks, and for just another day you can distract yourself with a power fantasy and make it hurt a little bit less that your dad left you."

"WHAT DO YOU SAY PUNK!?" Oh boy, it seems TJ is mad, better handle this tactfully.

"I'm just saying, Carlyle's dad is a psychologist and he thinks that you're just putting out aggression to mask the insecurity of the fact that your dad is a dead-beat."

"I'M GOING TO DEAD-BEAT YOU," TJ yells, raising a fist and eyeing you with the fury of a thousand suns, but also the sadness of one clown.

"Yeah, Carlyle's dad says that it's a cycle. Dad leaves, kid goes bad, kid grows up, leaves his kid. But I think you can stop it TJ."

"...yeah?" His fist slowly drops.

"All you have to do is go over there, see that stand over there?" You gesture over to Lulu's stand.

"Yeah?"

"Well see, instead of being angry at your father, you should be angry at your mother."

"I don't get it."

"I'm saying that you should go terrorize Lulu, she has more money and also her lemonade stand vaguely resembles your mother's failing beauty parlour, look, she's coming out right now." As if on queue, Lulu exits her house and comes out with a skip and a whistle. She sits down on her stand, not able to see your re-drawn sign from her side, and completely unaware of the tricks played on her stock.

"I don't know, I don't hit girls."

"What if I told you she had more money than me? Also that she thinks you're gross."

"THAT JERK!" TJ, big, dumb, but full of furious heart makes a mad-dash across the street to Lulu's stand. The girl smiles at him at first, but it quickly gives way to a scream and a run when he slaps her plastic sippy cups off the table. He'll probably forget what he's doing in a few minutes, with any luck she can outrun him until then. The two vanish down the block...

>CONT

>>34425923
It's not us and it's only implies, but is this okay?
>I don't hit girls.
>He'll probably forget what he's doing in a few minutes, with any luck she can outrun him until then.
>The two vanish down the block...

>>34426720
I think you've spent too much time on 4chan to think rape's being implied.

>>34426720
It's not implied rape, you pervert.
He's just being a dick to a little girl, not giving one.

>>34426751
This
The latter is our job

Twenty one dollars! At this rate you'll be able to afford Super Quest Brothers AND the on-disc DLC! Man, whoever thought of on-disc DLC was a genius, it saves people so much time downloading the DLC!

"And then I was like, oh no, and she was all like, yah-haaah, and then they were like, aaaaw snap." Oh, it's Nelson's sister Nelly and her two friends. You don't know their names, but they colour-code their clothes not to match so you usually call them Red and Blue, Nelly being the yellow of the three, probably because Nelly and yellow both have two ls.

"Aww, look gals, he's selling leeeeimonaaaade," says Nelly, cutting short her conversation to butcher the english language, "take a picture of me with the stand." Nelly hugs the make-shift pillar of your stand between her breasts, standing on one leg and sticking the other out behind her in some magazine-cover pose. She's a bit better at watching her weight than Nelson is, but you'd still rather not have her leaning on the stand... or around it at all. There're customers walking right past the stand as the girls blind you with flashes of their cell phone cameras.

This wouldn't be too big a deal, if you weren't aware that these girls were on a ridiculous no-citrus diet.

[INFO:]
>Popularity: 0
>Money: $21.25
>Time: 10:30AM

>[Best of 2 1d10+Popularity] Tell the girls to leave
>[30 Minutes] Wait it out
>Write-In

Rolled 7 (1d10)

>>34426828
>[Best of 2 1d10+Popularity] Tell the girls to leave

Rolled 7 (1d10)

>>34426828
>[Best of 2 1d10+Popularity] Tell the girls to leave
We need to boost our popularity if we'll be rolling so much.

>>34426749
>>34426751
We just told him to be angry at his mother. Why's he chasing he if he won't beat her?

>>34426862
>>34426878
Great rolls guys

>>34426828
Also could all these photo's be used to up our popularity if put on social media?

>>34426828
>Write-In
Tell the girls to upload the pic to social media and tag us plus the location. Free advertising.

>>34426932
Supporting this.

>>34426828
>[30 Minutes] Wait it out
ask for a copy of the photos (or directly to have them posted to your/ the stand's facebook)
free ads!
also, raging at on_disc dlcs

>>34426828
>>[30 Minutes] Wait it out

"Sorry ladies, but this stand is only for paying customers."

"Uuuugh, you don't like, own the side-walk," says Red, twirling her curly orange hair.

"Does he? Is the side-walk like, a part of his house," says Blue, with her mouth stupidly agape with strands of blond caught to the lip.

"Well, if you're going to take some photos then could you at least post it online or something? I need the advertisement."

"OOOOH! LEMONADE STAND MODELING!" Nelly hops off of your stand and taps her heels against the grass with an energy that you're fairly sure will land her a broken ankle. All at once, the three girls go, "WOOOOOOOOO!"

Things like this are why Lulu should be thankful to have you as a neighbour, the harassment will ensure she never becomes one of them.

For the next half hour, the girls take photos of themselves making kissy faces in front of your lemonade stand. Though they don't pay for or drink any of your glasses, they make more than a couple photos of themselves holding the glasses and posing with them. You've heard of this behaviour before while watching the Discovery Channel, and you're pretty sure it's called Fetal Alcohol Syndrome.

You check your Facebook feed and confirm that Nelly's put up images of your lemonade stand, although the vast vast majority of them are largely obscured by your face, it should serve to bring in at least one customer.

"Okay girls, let's BOUNCE!" When they've finally tired out, Nelly lifts her hand above her head and points it in a seemingly random direction. The girls saunter off.

"Euuuuuugh..." Lulu returns to her stand, sweaty from the running. Looks like she managed to beat TJ, maybe that celery in her lunch actually does do something for her energy. She sits back in her chair exhausted.

[INFO:]
>Popularity: 1
>Money: $21.25
>Time: 11:0AM

>[1 Hour/+1 Popularity] Patch up your stand, it's looking a bit trashy from the girl's games
>[1 Hour/One 1d10+Popularity] Sell lemonade
>[30 Minutes] Talk to Lulu
>Write-In

>>34427162
>[1 Hour/+1 Popularity] Patch up your stand, it's looking a bit trashy from the girl's games
Plus
>[30 Minutes] Talk to Lulu

>>34427162
>>[30 Minutes] Talk to Lulu

>>34427162
>[1 Hour/+1 Popularity] Patch up your stand, it's looking a bit trashy from the girl's games

>>34427162
>[30 Minutes] Talk to Lulu
Money, I know, but I feel kind of bad for her.

>>34427162
>[30 Minutes] Talk to Lulu
It was our fault after all

>>34427162
>[30 Minutes] Talk to Lulu
She looks like she's ready to compromise

>>34427162
>[1 Hour/+1 Popularity] Patch up your stand, it's looking a bit trashy from the girl's games

>>34427162
fix up stand

>>34427162
>"Euuuuuugh..." Lulu returns to her stand, sweaty from the running. Looks like she managed to beat TJ, maybe that celery in her lunch actually does do something for her energy. She sits back in her chair exhausted.
Exhausted and sweaty from the "running" "away" "from" TJ

>>34427278
Anon, she managed to sit down. Clearly nothing happened.

>>34427329
Unless he used her mouth.

>>34427353
>"Euuuuuugh..."

>>34427278
why is "from" in quotes tho

>>34427387
I guess she had a taste of his salty lemonade.

>>34427431
>implying

>>34424324
what are you people doing when you come across pictures like this?

>>34427524
Participating in the quest?

>>34427524
Wondering why a small child is swimming in a tank of piss.

The stand is just the littlest bit crooked from Nelly's weight, but you just have to take apart the beams and put them back together to fix that. The real problem is wiping out the red kissy marks, those girls probably couldn't tell bloody splinters apart from dry crusty rouge if they put all three of their heads together. Lemonade works as a decent enough solution, what can't it do?

There you go, now that's a sexy stand. You're not really sure what sexy means, but the stand is definitely that. As good as it looks though, there's nobody around. Lunch rush will start any minute now, but you should probably go see what other ways you can fudge with Lulu's stand before she takes all your customers.

"Hey Lulu, you okay? TJ sure did chase you," you say, feigning ignorance once you've crossed the street.

"I'm okay," she says with a smile, "I feel more bad for him, after a few blocks he just sort of curled over and started crying momma..."

"Oh that TJ, what a character. You should refresh, after a run like that."

"Good thinking!" Lulu bends down to pick up a fallen cup, setting it down on her stand before pouring out the last of her pitcher. You watch her drink it with a snicker in your head, she doesn't know you spat in it!

"HAHAHAHAH!"

"Hahahahah... what's so funny?" She gives you a confused blink.

"I was remembering something that happened to Johnny." You should probably cut down on the laughter.

"You guys need to stop picking on Johnny, he doesn't have a mom you know." TJ doesn't have a dad, but he doesn't cry over i- wait...

Lulu goes to make another batch of lemonade, with her all-natural sugar. Ooooh, just wait until she finds out what you did.

[INFO:]
>Popularity: 2
>Money: $21.25
>Time: 12:30PM

>[1 Hour/Best of 2 1d10+Popularity(Target 7)] Double or nothing, run a smear campaign against Lulu's Lemonade
>[1 Hour/One 1d10+Popularity] Sell lemonade
>Write-In

>>34427524
rewatch the movie "Perfume"

>>34427618
>[1 Hour/One 1d10+Popularity] Sell lemonade

Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>34427618
>[1 Hour/Best of 2 1d10+Popularity(Target 7)] Double or nothing, run a smear campaign against Lulu's Lemonade

>>34427667
AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA It seems I rolled too many 10's

Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>34427656
ah; forgot to roll

Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>34427618
>[1 Hour/One 1d10+Popularity] Sell lemonade]
Just this time be nice to Lulu

Lunch hour comes, and although you can't really count on the working class to drive through the quiet suburbs in search of delicious fresh lemonade, there're bound to be people leaving the house for the local fast-food joint that'll want something more than liquid sugar to wet their thirst, like liquid sugar with added lemons for example...

You think, the bulk of the hour goes by quietly. What's going on? Did you not think this through well enough? Where're your customers?

"Well I'm a hunka-hankering to get me some fast food, yessiree!" It's Mr Mallory out for his daily heart-attack, you wave your hands at him to get his attention. "What's all the hub, bub?"

"Buy my lemonade," you demand, sticking a stir-spoon at him.

"Wella I don't see why I wouldn't, little student!" He's a nice guy, but that moustache he has always put you on edge for some reason. Still, a customer is a customer, he walks off with a glass of diabetes, you sit down with another dollar in your pocket.

A few people pass by Lulu's stand, she must have the better side of the street or something; when they have a taste of her lemonade though, half of them spit it out and the other half just calmly force themselves to swallow with a bad taste on their face. They cross the streets, paying you to help wash their palates down. That's four glasses of lemonade sold, but it's still hardly anything for the noon hour.

"What's wrong with my lemonade?" Lulu wonders aloud when the good-folk have left, she pours herself a glass with a chunk of brown and white sugar, swishing it about in her mouth before coughing it up. Despite a raised brow, it seems she hasn't quite caught on yet, because she's eyeing her pitcher with more in mind.

[INFO:]
>Popularity: 2
>Money: $26.25
>Time: 1:30PM

>[1 Hour/+1 Popularity] Subtly market your lemonade as not containing dirt.
>[1 Hour/One 1d10+Popularity] Sell lemonade
>Write-In

Rolled 7 + 2 (1d10 + 2)

>>34427938
>[1 Hour/One 1d10+Popularity] Sell lemonade
we need monies

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Rolled 9 + 2 (1d10 + 2)

>>34427938
The fix is in, we now have the superior product as well as the superior establishment. The Great Chain is pulling in our direction.

>>34427938
>[1 Hour/One 1d10+Popularity] Sell lemonade

We don't want her catching on

Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>34427938
>[1 Hour/One 1d10+Popularity] Take Lulu to an alleyway to 'give her sales tips' and rape her

>>34427938
>[1 Hour/+1 Popularity] Subtly market your lemonade as not containing dirt.

>>34428089
>We don't want her catching on
That's okay, we're doing it subtly.

>>34427938
> [1 Hour/+1 Popularity] Subtly market your lemonade as not containing dirt.

It seems lunch rush was a bit delayed today, because you manage to catch a wave of folk in the follow hour. The afternoon proves profitable to you, and you sell nine glasses of lemonade, four of them to one fellow who's best described as really flipping thirsty.

Lulu on the other hand is becoming increasingly frustrated, as people pass by and spit out her lemonade again. You assume she's frustrated, that perpetual smiling makes it difficult to tell. She keeps making new batches but even the occasionally brownish tint in bad batches do nothing to tell her of your scheming.

"Why good evening my fair lady." Ah, the second most annoying kid in your fourth grade class. One above Nelson, but still nowhere near as bad as Johnny.

"Hey Carlyle," Lulu says, greeting the pompously dressed boy and his two friends, Rightie and Leftie. Leftie got his nickname from the misfortune of being born with a debilitating condition of being left-handed, Rightie got his nick-name from hanging out with Leftie.

"What might be the magnificient entrepreneur be engineering today?" Carlyle's father, a psychologist, uses a lot of big words in his every day speech. Carlyle, a bag of sticks, uses a lot of big words to sound smarter than he actually is.

"Huuuh? I'm selling lemonade, the money goes to charity."

"Fantastic, I'll give you ten dollars to vivificate my compatriots and I," says Carlyle, taking out... holy smokes, it's a ten dollar bill! You've never held one before, you're pretty sure kids aren't supposed to handle bills bigger than their age, but Carlyle did turn ten recently didn't he.

"Okay, three glasses of lemonade coming right up," says Lulu, pouring them muddy citrus juices.

[INFO:]
>Popularity: 2
>Money: $35.25
>Time: 2:30PM

>[Best of 2 1d10+Popularity(Target 8)] Reveal that Lulu's sugar is cut with mud
>[1 Hour/One 1d10+Popularity] Sell lemonade
>[30 Minutes] Wait for Carlyle and pals to find out the secret on their own and sell at regular price
>Write-In

>>34428347
>Write-In
>warn them that everyone who drank Lulu's lemonade spit it out or found it disgusting
telling them about the mud would be too... incriminating, especially as we haven't tasted it

>>34428415
This. Tell them her sugar is cut with cooties and everyone has found it disgusting so far.

>>34428347
>>34428415
>>34428446
No, don't tell them, talk to her, in front of them: ask her why so many people were spitting it out. It will be harder for her to deny it if it doesn't look like we're just making it up on the spot.

>>34428347
>mmmmmmmmmmm'lady
Is this guy wearing a fedora? If so,
>Write-In
>Tear off your shirt, ball up your fists and starting going buck wild on the whole group.

Alternatively, wait and see what their reaction is.

>>34428347
>>34428446
>>[30 Minutes] Wait for Carlyle and pals to find out the secret on their own and sell at regular price

>>34428535
I'm probably being a weeping beta, but I feel bad for Lulu. She's doing this shit for charity and we're being a cunt and sabotaging her business because vidyja games

>>34428596
or so she says
what proves you the "charity" isn't just her doll club?

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>>34428481
I like this one.
>>34428596
There is no cause greater than vidya.

>>34428596
>She's doing this shit for charity
What's that got to do with anything?

If anything, all it means is that she won't miss any money she doesn't get. We're keeping the money we get, so we will.

I say when we get the money and Lulu's weeping at her failing business model, we sweep in and give her the money to woo her

first base is way cooler then videogames

>>34428644
SQB better not be terrible, then.

>>34428596
Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his brow?

>>34428656
>Implying we can't win her heart by letting her play our video games.

>>34428659
Dude, its Super Quest Bros. Its gonna be amazing.

>>34428690
I'd play it. Fuck on disc DLC though.

>>34428690
>Quest
Sure it is.

"Heeey Lulu." You saunter across the street, you're so cool you don't even look both ways before crossing. "I noticed that a lot of people were spitting out your lemonade earlier, do you know why?"

"I don't know, I think I'm grabbing bad lemons or something," says Lulu, picking up a perfectly fine piece of fruit and giving it two firm squeezes.

"Oh, I'm sure those simpletons just have no appetite for fine clasped fruit," Carlyle crosses his arms and nods, his lackeys imitate him as if he's the cat's meow. One of these days you're going to go to school and have a row of child-sized fedoras blocking your view.

"Maybe I'm not using enough sugar?" Oh Lulu, she's on the right track but she's heading the wrong way entirely.

"Fear not, I will endeavour to sample your delectable nectars," says Carlyle, revolting you with words you barely recognize. He picks up a cup, with one pinky out and sinks it down his throat. It's only a second that the disgust claws up his face, before he forces it down with the fakest of smiles. His mother was an actor wasn't she, he's a pure-bred weiner all the way. "It's... grrreeeeeat." Slow down there tiger.

His two buddies shrug their shoulders before drinking, they spit it back up on the table instantly, splattering spittle on the table. "Yucky! It tastes like poop!" One of them says.

"I t'ink t'eres somet'ing wrong wit' your sugar," says the other, with a blade of grass sitting on his outstretched tongue.

"Hm?" Lulu picks up her sack and looks it over up and down. "It says all-natural, no preservatives..."

"Don't listen to them, the drinks are just fine." Carlyle places the ten on the table. It's so close, you can practically taste the powdery hands of whatever part-time worker held it last. "Come on guys, let's go get something to drink at the convenience store."

>CONT

>>34428690
I heard its shit, and not nearly as great as the original Super Quest Bros. A pale imitation at best, trying to lure in the feelthy casuls

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>34428347
Revelation time!

>>34428708
This quest is like young /pol/ runs a lemon-aid stand. I love it.

>>34428656
>getting cooties
>ever
What are you, a teenager?

Someone no one has pointed the sign out to Lulu yet, Carlyle probably hushed his buddies so he can go all Fedora Ranger on Lulu. You hate that show, everyone has been wearing fake glasses and felt hats since it started airing, and the worse part is that your parents refused to buy you fake glasses even after you blinded yourself for a day on kitchen sink pirate juice.

[INFO:]
>Popularity: 2
>Money: $35.25
>Time: 3:00PM

>[Best of 2 1d10+Popularity(Target 9)] Pluck the bill and leave three dollars in its place, Lulu won't notice.
>[1 Hour/One 1d10+Popularity] Sell lemonade
>[30 Minutes] Maybe Carlyle should get his moneys worth, he still has seven glasses of Loser's Lemonade he paid for.
>Write-In

Rolled 7 (1d10)

>>34428753
>>[Best of 2 1d10+Popularity(Target 9)] Pluck the bill and leave three dollars in its place, Lulu won't notice.

>>34428708
>>34428753
>Oh, that's awful who would do something like that. Oh wait, I think I remember seeing Nelson poke around a bit at your stand while TJ was chasing you. I didn't think anything of it at the time.

>>34428753
>>[30 Minutes] Maybe Carlyle should get his moneys worth, he still has seven glasses of Loser's Lemonade he paid for.
It would destroy Lulu to see their despair

Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>34428753
>>[1 Hour/One 1d10+Popularity] Sell lemonade

>>34428753
>[30 Minutes] Maybe Carlyle should get his moneys worth, he still has seven glasses of Loser's Lemonade he paid for.

>>34428753
>>34428753
>[30 Minutes] Maybe Carlyle should get his moneys worth, he still has seven glasses of Loser's Lemonade he paid for.

Rolled 4 (1d10)

>>34428753
>[Best of 2 1d10+Popularity(Target 9)] Pluck the bill and leave three dollars in its place, Lulu won't notice.

>>34428690
>>34428720
>super quest bros
>good
they ripped almost everything from Bastard Badgers, it's for PC and like 10 times better.

>>34428753
>[30 Minutes] Maybe Carlyle should get his moneys worth, he still has seven glasses of Loser's Lemonade he paid for.

>[1 Hour/One 1d10+Popularity] Sell lemonade

No time for anything but hustling. Hipster money is filthy and probably cum stained.

Rolled 4 + 2 (1d10 + 2)

>>34428753
Point out that her sign's been tampered with. While she's working on fixing it, she won't be moving product. Time is money, speaking of...
>Sell lemonade

>>34428656
>first base is way cooler then videogames
Five minutes of first base > five minutes of videogames
Infinite videogames > any finite amount of first base

Did you skip maths or something?

>>34428800
Oh good idea

>>34428800
This, we need to distract our competition

>>34428753
>[30 Minutes] Maybe Carlyle should get his moneys worth, he still has seven glasses of Loser's Lemonade he paid for.
Tell Carlyle to ask for his $7 back, making it sound like he's being cheated if he doesn't ask for it. He won't want any more of Lulu's nectar. Say he can spend it on your much nicer lemonade. Mention that nobody's spat yours out.

>>34428807
Are we buying infinite videogames? Is that why SQB II: Electric Boogaloo is so 'spensive?

>>34428753
>Sell lemonade
>Distract Lulu by warning her about the sign

>>34428872
Any videogame that isn't on the PC or in the arcade is infinite.

>>34428933
Psh, then you've never heard of the ultimate online platform for games, Hot Water Vapor

They basically just hand out games in the fistfulls, but you have to be a PC owner to get the privledge

"You know Carlyle, you did pay ten dollars for lemonade. Maybe you should drink up what you paid for maybe?" Your suggestion puts a look of horror on Carlyle's fakespectacled face.

"Oh I don't know about that, I mean, it is for charity and I am the charitable. That one glass was so delectable I think that Lulu has earned the money."

"Don't worry, the lemons are home-grown which means they didn't cost anything," Lulu says, "and we got the organic sugar donated from my uncle's farm. Help yourself." Living across from her for years has made you immune to Lulu's evil smile, but those poor fools in your class are so easily bewitched by her. Carlyle particularly.

"W-well, if you would recommend it so determinedly..." He grabs two of the cups at once, downing both at once before taking the others like Johnny's dad drinks tiny cups on Saturday nights. "THERE! THAT WAS AMAZI-" Carlyle doesn't finish his sentence, his words turn to a gurgle before turning into pukey-stuff on Lulu's lawn.

"SICK!"

"NASTY!"

"SICK-NASTY!" You yell, following up Carlyle's friends' exclamations.

"Ah! Are you okay Carlyle!? I have a plant for that in the backyard." Lulu's face is twitching, but somehow the girl just keeps that semblance of a smile on. She'll probably sell houses someday with that, but she's not selling lemonade today.

Carlyle doesn't have much of a response, he just gives her a pitiable head shake while his friends drag him away.

"Oooooh, my mom is going to be so angry if I don't clean this up." Lulu grabs a rag off her stand and gets to work.

You start heading back to your stand, but take a pause just to keep her away from suspecting you. "Oh Lulu, it looks like someone messed with your sign. I wonder who would do something like that... oh wait, I think I remember Nelson poking around while TJ was chasing you."

"Nelson? Ooooh, I'm going to have a talking with him later." Lulu shakes her head, gritting her smile as she works.

>CONT

>>34429046
>like Johnny's dad drinks tiny cups on Saturday nights
Why are we hanging out in bars with Johnny's dad?

>She'll probably sell houses someday with that, but she's not selling lemonade today.
We'll be selling the house just across the road from her.

>>34429096
>implying we don't do a corporate merger and sell houses together

Your efforts are not in vain, as shallow as they were. Lulu's stand is out of commission through the whole hour as she squeezes vomit out of a rag and into a melted ice bucket, and then as she draws up a new sign on pink poster-board to paste over the wooden board you defiled.

The 12-3 workforce returns bringing you great profit. Now it's all ones and twos that you're making, but a total of ten dollars earned throughout the hour makes you feel better about missing out on the texture of that ten-dollar bill. You're no thief though, just a businessman, the gosh darn best on the block.

Just a little bit more and you'll earn yourself a copy of Super Quest Brothers. Apparently in the new one they're adding Mario from Stories of Warlocks, the game is a bit slow but it's just sooooo good!

It's going to be time to close up soon though, and look who's coming home, it's Lulu's dad Vladimir. The guy's got a real mean look to him, apparently he's an army veteran.

"Something wrong my little Lulu?" He comes out of his car and runs over to his daughter, watching her struggle to paste her poster over the signboard.

"Nothing," she says, showing off the biggest smile of the day, "just fixing up my signboard."

"Well... alright, keep it up then." He gives her a salute, before reaching into his wallet and pulling out a five. Ah, a five, not quite a ten but you held one of those once, it smelled like burgers and the best kind of shame.

"No daddy! Don't drink the lemonade!" She screams, as he reaches for a cup.

"Hm?" He stops, the edge of a cup just touching his lips.

[INFO:]
>Popularity: 2
>Money: $45.25
>Time: 4:30PM

>[Best of 2 1d10+Popularity(Target 10)] Call Vladimir over to have your lemonade instead, his house is right there and he's awfully scary but...
>[1 Hour/One 1d10+Popularity] Sell lemonade
>[30 Minutes] Goad Vladimir on, maybe Lulu'll finally stop smiling!
>Write-In

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>34429199
>>[Best of 2 1d10+Popularity(Target 10)] Call Vladimir over to have your lemonade instead, his house is right there and he's awfully scary but...

Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>34429199
>Call Vladimir over to sell your lemonade

Rolled 7 (1d10)

>>34429199
>[1 Hour/One 1d10+Popularity] Sell lemonade
He'll know what we did. He'll stare at us and see our guilt.

Let's just play it safe and sell lemonade for now.

Rolled 10 + 2 (1d10 + 2)

>>34429199
>[1 Hour/One 1d10+Popularity] Sell lemonade

>>34429199
>>[1 Hour/One 1d10+Popularity] Sell lemonade
DO NOT TEMPT VLAD/FATE

>>34429199
>Sell Lemonade

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>34429199
>Call Vladimir over to have your lemonade instead
"If she doesn't want you to have any or hers, why not try some of mine?"

>>34429219
>>34429234
>>34429258
you've ruined everything

>>34429275
Faint heart never won fair lady. Or, in this case, SQB. It was this or goad him, and goading him was an action of spite, with no profit in it for us.

>>34429310
but he's scary
he's gonna shoot us

>>34429333
You can't shoot kids. Anyway, there's no way he can know.

You keep quiet, focusing on how you'll get your last five bucks while Lulu tells her father about all that's gone wrong throughout the day.

"Well, I'll just have to find that Nelson and TJ and give their afthers a talking to. I'll apologize to Carlyle's family while I'm at it," Vladimir says.

"TJ doesn't have a father," says Lulu.

"Right, he's the ethnic one isn't he." Vladimir steps inside his house.

The remaining hour doesn't go by well, it goes by amazingly. A band of hard-rockers through your block on the way home, you remember them as holding their usual practice in the late hours at their drummer's house, which you recall being right beside Johnny's. For someone who lives beside such rocking dudes, he sure does spend a lot of time coming to school tired and beaten, mostly beaten. The band doesn't just buy a few cups from you, they fill up their water bottles with lemonade, and leave you a good deal of loose change for it.

You have it now, fifty-seven dollars, and that one quarter that you found under your pillow this morning, left by the nocturnal emission fairy. Whatever that means, you don't think much about it since you're earning cash for cleaning your own underwear.

Your mother will be home soon and after you clean up and have your dinner--which now that you think about it would be the only thing you've had all day other than a terribly unhealthy amount of sugar and lemons, your father will take you to the midnight launch of Super Quest Brothers! There's no point selling any more lemonade, you take your stand apart to keep Nelson from messing with it and decide on how to spend the last half-hour of your day.

[INFO:]
>Popularity: 2
>Money: $57.25
>Time: 5:30PM

>Wait for your mother
>Write-In

>>34429491
Share lemonade with Lulu.

>Talk to Lulu
>Donate five dollars to the charity, to appear morally superior

>>34429491
offer the rest of your pitcher to Lulu and her dad
juuust to rub it in her face and stay on his good side

>>34429491
>>Write-In
>>Go buy a lemonade from Lulu. Complain about the taste Taste her ingredients and tell her the sugar tastes like dirt. Watch the tears flow

Kissing her or giving her the extra money is optional.

>>34429491
>Talk to Lulu
>"Rough day, huh?"
>Donate five dollars and lemonade and strike up discussion about a possible merger

>>34429517
Sounds good to me.

>>34429491
Donate $5
You got your game, don't be a dick.

>>34429491
Donate one dollar, the price of a glass. "I wanted to do something to help, but I don't think I'm going to try any of your lemonade, so just take the dollar."

>>34428753
If she sells for 0.50 then isn't that SEVENTEEN cups he paid for and didn't drink?

>>34429491
>Talk to Lulu
>Donate $5 to her charity
>"Y'know, if it weren't for whatever went wrong with the lemonade, you'd have done a lot better 'n me. I bet, if we teamed up, my product and your skills we could make enough money for ourselves and a charity."

>>34429596
...shit.

>>34429564
>about a possible merger

This. I got here like 30 minutes ago and was shocked that no one proposed this at the threads start. In a few weeks of working together, we could easily earn enough for us to preorder the new Phony-Station5 or shaXboX 490.

>>34429517
THIS IS JUST ADORABLE ENOUGH TO WORK

>>34429612
>Not wanting a Flintendo C-U.

>>34429606
>>34429564
Fucking this. Let's monopolize the lemonade market

Protag hates the girl. Don't be such white knights.

>>34429628
Does he hate her more than he loves money? I doubt it. Besides we are probably going to screw her with the profit sharing.

>>34429628
White knights? Man this is business, we sweeten the deal and do a takeover then we use her skills to make ourselves more money.

>>34429649
You makin' me so proud anon

>>34429491
>that one quarter that you found under your pillow this morning, left by the nocturnal emission fairy. Whatever that means, you don't think much about it since you're earning cash for cleaning your own underwear.
What the shit. I want to see more quests by this QM.

>>34429667
Agreed, this quest has been awesome

>>34429667
This is likely the most accurate portrayal of a child protag I have seen in a quest. Also, this is one of a handful of times I think I have ever laughed during a quest, so yeah.

I kinda want a continuation of this quest, even if I know it would slowly but surely turn the MC into a beta faggot.

>>34429653
Seriously. She gets free materials for one thing, so that cuts down our overhead. Also she nets us the entire fedora market, which sounds like a substantial gain.

Are we going to have to pay mom back for the lemons and sugar? Because I will really regret giving away our extra cash if that is the case.

>>34429677
Yesterday had powergaming german, salami sandwich was recent enough to still be fresh in my memory, and today we get lemonade. It's been good times for quests.

>>34429621
Man all Flintendo makes now adays are games for babbys and fucking casuals. Protag needs his 1080p hyper-violence.

>>34429732
remember that pizza racer oneshot?

>>34429732
>>34429747

Danken anons. I have been getting kind of burned out on questing recently, but this one and those other give me a bit of hope.

You're cold, but not heartless. You've won, so now you might as well show some good will and rub it in just a little bit. You grab your last pitcher of lemonade and make your way across the street.

"Rough day, huh?" You borrow two of your empty cups, pouring a drink of your superior product for yourself and one for Lulu.

"Heheh, I guess my luck was bad." Her eyes are a little bit red her messy clothes cling to her after all the running and extra work you made her do, but somehow she keeps that annoying smile on.

"Shame you can't sell it like I do." You toss five dollars in coins at her, soft enough not to hurt her, hard enough to make her know that you're great.

"Guess not." She sips at the lemonade, not paying much mind to your money.

"How about a merger then? Between you and me, we could run enough lemonade to buy all the new games! Start a lemonade factory, hire Johnny's dad, then fire him to hire Mexicans!"

"I don't know about that." She just doesn't get it does she.

"We'll make so much money we can start a charity, like, Shave the Children for underprivileged countries that can't afford razors."

"I mean, I don't know what a merger is."

"You and me, side by side! I'll make the money and you just prepare the lemonade for me when I come hom-back."

"That's nice and all, but I do this for charity. I think you should ask Carlyle though, he really likes this business stuff." Lulu gets up, straightens her clothes out and gives you a big smile. "Thanks for talking to me, I feel a lot better now. I think I'll look over my recipe again, your lemonade was great."

"But..."

"Your mom's home now so you should probably go get some dinner." Lulu waves you goodbye, before skipping into her house.

You're left there alone on her porch.

"YEAH WELL! I DIDN'T WANT A MERGER ANYWAYS! YOUR LEMONADE IS DIRTY! AND STOP SMILING SO MUCH!" God, you hate that girl sooooooooo much...

Well, maybe once you have the new Super Quest Brothers she'll notice it.

>END

>>34429803
haha tsun shota

thanks for running, OP, that was great fun

>>34429803
That was cute. Thanks for running, OP.

>>34429803
Told you not to be white knights. Didn't work for Carl, won't work for you.

>>34429803
this is beatiful
best quest in months

>>34429803
Aww that was sweet, thanks Op. Hope to see more of your stuff.

>>34429803
>invite her over to play vidya
>she beats you at video games
>sabotage her controller

>>34429803
Sequel when

>>34429843
Sometimes you don't get a big fat karma paycheck for being nice. 'Sides, I think our little shota has a crush on her and I like this result

It's oveeeeer, thanks for playing.

I'm really surprised this picked up as many players as it did, I was expecting like, 3 regular posts max with the premise as it is and how little room there was for agency. I didn't have the ending in mind when I started, or really anything at all other than a vague concept and what the relationship between the protagonist and Lulu was. I actually tried pretty hard to write it in mind with, "he has a puppy crush on her and teases her to deal with it." So I was pretty surprised no one started wondering about that when it picked up.

>>34429732
>>34429747
I ran one of these.

>>34429944
Was it salami sandwich quest?

>>34429944
I'm not gonna say you HAVE to start something long-term, because chances are the longer something goes the more people are going to form black and white opinions about it, leading to all kinds of drama and other shit nobody who just wants to write stories should deal with.
It seems like you do well in the oneshot format, and you should stick with what you're good at.

That said, if you decided to start something that might go for 30 or 50 threads, I'm sure it'd be worth it. For us, if not for you.

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>>34429803


This was great.

>>34429944
That's good, I'm glad we acted on our puppy crush even if most of us didn't realize what he really felt

>>34429944
>he has a puppy crush on her and teases her to deal with it." So I was pretty surprised no one started wondering about that when it picked up.

Yeah I saw that pretty early. But still we are like 9 so I tried to vote with the idea in mind that 9 year old boys are kinda evil by default.

This was fun, thanks!

>>34425007
>She giggles at your comment. "You're so funny," she says. Did you make a joke there? Is she playing mind-games on you? Your father warned you about women, and girls are just tiny women. Well, you're here any ways, you better..
Oh this is lovely.

>>34429944
don't forget to archive

>>34429843
We weren't being white knights, we were being sore victors. And ambitious, with that merger proposal.

>>34429944
>So I was pretty surprised no one started wondering about that when it picked up.
I think that's reflective of how we players focused on the character's objectives.

>>34429803
Best child protag since Runaway Quest.

>>34430168
I actually worked at an elementary school for awhile and I'm currently bartending. It's an odd progression but it's been really handy in writing characters.

>>34430210
Drunk people and young kids aren't all that different. Both do stupid shit they'll regret later.