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I am Daniel Speltin, top tier waste of potential and mid tier student, all round unimportant person about town.

I don’t have an important seat in my class.
I'm 3 rows back and 2 seats away from the wall, probably one of the least interesting placements in the classroom. But I suppose whatever gods that run the universe have deemed me not as necessary to reach the door quickly I suppose, because I’ll never have to leave class in a hurry like the other kids tend to.

For example there’s that whiny shithead and his two pseudo girlfriends and/or rivals for attention in the front row who for some reason or another, were deigned priority close to the door with 3 seats right in the corner. Probably has something to do with how often they end up saving the city with their giant fuckoff robots every week or so, but I still think its favouritism.

What if I feel an urgent call to vomit some day, most likely brought on from hearing fucking Nej Smackton (god I wish I didn’t know this fucks name) and his pitiful lovey-dovey bile he spews to keep the seven girls (who all inexplicably want his dick for some reason) placated enough that he can make it through a school day unmolested. Christ I hate this guy.

I don’t even get a decent view like Pouty Mclarge hair in the back corner, he who spends all his class time looking determinedly wistful into the middle distance outside, sparkling ever so slightly and resolutely ignoring the 3 “haha I’m so awkward and ugly XD” girls who sit around him; ruining their seats for whoever has to sit in them next year.

Where was I? Oh yeah.

>I'm going to sleep, fuck math class
>Fuck this, I'm going to pretend to be sick
>Study, like a good boy would do
>Turn around and yell at Nej
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>>34711005
>Study, like a good boy would do
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>>34711005
>I'm going to sleep, fuck math class

I was about to go to bed Chuckles you fuck, now I'm either going to miss half the quest or run out of coffee.
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>>34711005
>I'm going to sleep, fuck math class

Math is mad easy, ya know?
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>>34711005
>I'm going to sleep, fuck math class.

Literally fuck math. Right in the parabola.
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>>34711123
>>34711156
>>34711232
The teachers droning solidified into actual words for a few clear moments as I focus my senses long enough to check the clock. 2:55.

“Now as I told you all this is my last day, I will miss you all a lot, but my allergies are getting to be so unbearable livin’ here that I simply have to move.”

Wait what? When was this announced? I look around discreetly. All the kids in class that actually pay attention are looking sad, most likely in an attempt to spare his feelings and preserve us from a longer speech, at least I hope so. Shit, no one tells me anything. I slap a dutifully sad expression on my face and feel the slip of my senses going out of focus again. Too much effort. Back too pseudo sleep for the remaining minutes of class.

On the way out he tries to shake peoples hand, a few give half hearted wags out of decency, others awkwardly ignore him and brush past.

This process only slows everyone down as they file out. This means both aisles are stuffed and I can’t leave my desk for quite some time.

Eventually everyone else shuffles through and I have to walk past him. I slap an exceedingly masculine palm into his hand and shake firmly.
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>>34711156
>>34711232
Mathematical
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>>34711299
Well that or I place my limp grip in his and allow him to half tear my joints free as he starts to really lose composure. I hurry off before I get dragged into an emotional/allergic breakdown.

“Emotions. Do. Not. Compute.” I whisper to myself as I withdraw coolly.

Oh shocking, Claire is waiting outside for me, at the edge of school property, characteristically trying her hardest to distance herself from learning at all times. “Sup dork?” she says in greeting as I drift out onto the path home. She falls in pace easily.

“Apparently my teacher’s quitting.” I tell her

“Yeah, everyone knew that.”

“I didn’t.”

“Yeah but you don’t know anything.”

I swing my head over to face her. “What’s seven times eight?”

This occupied her for a horridly long time. “49?” she asks.

I just respond with an amused snort before she drives the back of her fist into my stomach.

Again being the masculine giant I am her tiny fist doesn’t even break my third layer of abdominal muscles.

I spent a minute or two hiding my wheezing but keep up the walk, I don’t think she meant for it to hurt that much, it probably wouldn't on most people.

>Wow suck a dick
>So what're we doing tonight then?
>How'd tryouts go ya dyke?
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>>34711299
I roll to shake his hand
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>>34711402
>So what're we doing tonight then?
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>>34711402
>so what're we doing tonight then?
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>>34711402
>>How'd tryouts go ya dyke?
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>>34711402
>Wow, suck a dick

Now I know what we're doing tonight
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>>34711402
>How'd tryouts go ya dyke?
What where you trying out again?
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>>34711440
>>34711445
"So what are we doing tonight then? The same thing we do every night?"

She just gives me a shit eating grin "So I'm guessing you know nothing about that open house tonight?”

“How do you know about an open house? We both have the same amount of friends. That being one.”

“Yeah but I sit next to the fucking cheerleaders, not uber nerd and his quasi harem.”

“I don’t think you know what quasi means.”

She shushes me. “Anyways, it’s at Chad’s place, starts at five. Wanna go and stand in a corner n’ make fun of everyone else for being degenerates?

“You mean what we do on the internet, only with shittier music and the potential for me to get beat bloody.” Chad Reeves was known for not liking me. I choose to assume it’s some sort of classic brains versus brawn struggle, but it’s really that we’re both just dicks.

“Yeah. Highschool fun!”

Still sounds like a better way to spend a Saturday night in comparison to spending another Friday night explaining to my parent's why I'm not going out with friends.

>Sure I guess
>Fuck that
>Why do you care about parties suddenly?
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>>34711651
way to backspace there chuckles
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>>34711651
>>Sure I guess
Fuck it way not.
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>>34711651
>Sure I guess
Yeah, let's go. Even parties need background characters
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>>34711651
>Fuck that
Go to library and find books on occult
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>>34711651
>Sure I guess
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>>34711651
>Fuck that
"Come back to mine instead. We can, err, play video games or something"
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>>34711651
>Why do you care about parties suddenly?
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>>34711651
>Fuck that
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>>34711651
Sure I guess
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>>34711651
>Sure, I guess

Come on now. This has the potential of some classic teen wolf shit were we go into a closet and something crazy happens.
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>>34711651
>Sure I guess
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>>34711807
>>34711691
>>34711708
>>34711724
>>34711781
"Sure I guess."

“Neat.”

“This is just an excuse for you to try and fuck some girl isn’t it?” I ask. “Maybe.... that chick with the pink hair? That your thing? Huh?” I elbow her in the ribs.

She shoves me on the shoulder. Hard. I land in a pile of green waste. A stick pushes itself into the soft liquid membrane of my eyeball and on into my brain, Claire starts weeping over my corpse, declaring her secret years long repressed love for me.

She offers me a hand up and I take it, wincing as I wipe the blood from what seems to be a tiny scratch under my left eye. “Yeah it is.” She drops me as I'm rolling forward onto my heels and I fall back into the pile. “I’m crippled, you have crippled me. My legs are broken....” I shake a hand up at her “Help?” No hands are forthcoming this time so I struggle free of the pile myself, brushing loose plant off me as we continue our walk.

I try to continue conversation but she only replies with, “No. I'm pouting.”

“It’s not as cute when you do that in real life as it is in Bridget Jone’s Period Cramps.” I point out, prodding her closer cheek, a tiny streak of blood being left by my finger. I bring a finger back up to the cut, it’s still bleeding. Wuh oh.

“No chance you’ve got band aids in that bag is there?” more silence. “Or, I guess, just keep pouting.” There’s more blood now.

>C'mon be the sexy nurse
>MAN UP, I CAN TAKE THIS
>This might be actually serious
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>>34711881
>C'mon be the sexy nurse
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>>34711881
>This might be actually serious

Don't Panic.Panic
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>>34711881
>c'mon be the sexy nurse
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>>34711881
>This might be actually serious
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>>34711881
>This might be actually serious
I'm sorry, random background character. Time to pull you to the forefront of stardom. And by stardom, I mean pain.
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>>34711881
>>MAN UP, I CAN TAKE THIS
Lets get a nice scar. That way we can become a foreground character
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>>34711881
sexy nurse time
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>>34711881
sexy nurse a go
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>>34711949
>>34711988
>>34712041
>>34712073
. “Come on, don’t you wanna play the sexy nurse, treating the heroes wounds.”
She snorts at that and relents, pout gone in a flash, she may be dumb, but at least she doesn’t hold a grudge. “Alright ya wuss. Let me see.” She pulls me over by my shirt and grabs my chin roughly. “Yeah I got nothin’ on me for that. Let’s head over to yours, so I can sew your battle scars, oh brave soldier man.”
It’s only 3:30, so no doubt someone else is home, as I stealthily slip the door open. This is all ruined by her clomping in and dumping her bag in the doorway. “I hate you.” I whisper as we head to the kitchen, keeping an ear out for the sounds of rousing from the rest of the house.

I retrieve iodine and band aids from the top shelf of the pantry. “Why don’t you people keep this junk in the bathroom? Freaks.” She asks as I make more shushing gestures and dump the stuff on the bench, making another swipe at the blood still coming from the cut.

“OK. Hop up on the counter you pansy.” I obey and she pours some iodine on a tissue. “If you flinch I’m gonna laugh at you.” She tells me, closing an eye and poking the tip of her tongue through her teeth, same face she pulls when she’s lining up a goal. She’s bringing it slowly to my face, tauntingly slow. “And maybe jab you in the eye.”

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUCK. I scrunch my face in silent agony, but she cleans it quickly.

“Jesus, you’re a woman.” She deftly peels a bandaid and slaps it over the cut. “Wear that for a few days and you’ll be fine,” she adds mushing my cheeks together so my face deforms into a fish mouth.
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>>34712133

I adopt a falsetto and bat my eyelashes, “Oh no, how will I impress the boys at the party now. Tee hee hee.” Claire smirks at something over my shoulder.

Of course this was the moment my mother walks into the room.

She stands frozen in the entrance to the hallway, her hair tussled, dropping her brush. Even her clothes look depressed at what she just heard, the waist cordy thing around her waist drooping loosely as she drops it.

In a tiny voice I whisper. “You could have stopped me.” She winks cheerfully. Sliding off the bench I try to defend myself.

>What say?
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>>34712167
>"It was a joke. I'm not into guys."
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>>34712167
>What say?
"THIS IS WHO I AM, MOM! DEAL WITH IT! YOU JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND ME AT ALL!"
Then hair whip and retreat into room with girl friend
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>>34712167
"I'm not gay, I swear!"
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>>34712167
That was just terrible timing on your part mother, you could have walked in when she was sucking my dick
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>>34712167
"I was joking! I'm totally straight! Actually me and Claire are straight together right?
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>>34712167
"Let me introduce you to my new boyfriend"
Put arm over Claire's shoulder.
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>>34712167
"It's all claires fault! SHE WAS THE ONLY WOMAN I COULD EVER LOVE!"
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>>34712264
This is good
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>>34712167
>>34712264
I second this.
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>>34712243
this but a bit more casual and replacing "sucking my dick" with something lewd and not so dirty, shes our mom after all.
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>>34712167
>>34712264
Okay, this is breddy gud
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>>34712243
You obviously want to get bitch slapped by mom
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>>34712264
>>34712296
>>34712302
"Let me introduce you to my new boyfriend, Clarence" I say, throwing an arm over Claires' shoulder.

She elbows me in the gut, purposefully hard, I keel over, banging my chin on the counter in the process. I let out a paind groan as I collapse to the floor.

I hear my mothers' heels click back into the hallway, not a word spoken. "She still worries about you liking cock huh?" Claire asks, crouching beside my curled form.

"She threw out the families copy of Brokeback Mountain a little while ago." I tell her, gritting my teeth as I stand.

"Pffft, C'mon, let's go plany your outfit for the party, if I leave you to do it, you'll come in your normal clothes.

>What's wrong with my normal clothes?
>I wear what I want
>Fine whatever
>Other
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>>34712434
>>What's wrong with my normal clothes?
Is Claire implying we aren't the height of high school fashion?
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>>34712434
>>What's wrong with my normal clothes?

They are for perfectly normal people, such as myself. Perfectly normal. As I should be. Normal... Yes.
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>>34712434
"You mean I can't go naked?"
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>>34712434
>What's wrong with my normal clothes?
This bitch.
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>>34712434
>family's copy of Brokeback Mountain
Something is queer with this family and it sure as hell isn't a cowboy.
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>>34712434
>Other

"You talkimg shit bout my style? You wear that same outfit everyday"
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>>34712434
Damn, we are such a push over. We need a training montage and 80s music.
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But OP, the protagonist always sits in the second-to-last row, by the window.
Nobody important ever sits by the door.
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I think the joke is that everyone but the MC is a protagonist
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>>34712562
So she's a main character who's beating us around with super strength?
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>>34712605
Yes, his sarcastic inner narrative wasn't actually sarcastic
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>>34712647
That'd be pretty damn cool.
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>>34712465
>>34712473
>>34712476
"What's wrong with my normal clothes?" I ask, as she shoulders my door open, knocking over a pile of carefully stacked cans.

"I know how you dress, that's what's wrong with it." She swings my wardrobe open, revealing my rows of hoodies and Tshirts emblazoned with jokes. "Is everything you own nerd shit?"

"Essentially."

"And this is why girls dont talk to you."

>You're a girl
>Every girl at our school is a skank
>I'm too busy studying
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>>34712687
>I'm too busy studying
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>>34712687
>Stop harassing me!
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>>34712687
>>Every girl at our school is a skank
And they're attracted to the same like four people
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>>34712687
>you're a girl
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>>34712687
>You're a girl

Is she not aware of this? Must we show her our manliness?
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So, is this about becoming a main character or just the life of a background character?
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>>34712687

>You're a girl
>You are a girl right?
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>>34712758
thats for you to decide gee i wonder which you guys will pick
>>34712738
>>34712743
>>34712768
"You're a girl." I point out.

She just shushes me again, "I don't count." She dumps another load of my clothes out onto the floor.

“You know I have to clean all this shit up, right?” I ask as she throws another load of socks and underwear onto the floor.

She leans over and pinches my cheek, “Aw, diddums,” She coos. “Hey, this isn’t terrible.”

She flings my one collared and buttoned shirt at me, vaguely flowery designs trace down it, an unfortunate gift. I was hoping she wouldn’t find it buried under that much underwear.

“You get that ironed, I’m gonna go home and change,” she instructs, patting me on the cheek condescendingly.

I show her out, half considering ditching the shirt for my usual comfy hoody. If I do that she will more than likely kick my shit in.

>I wear what I want
>I mean, girls like flowers right?
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>>34712895
>>I wear what I want
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>>34712895
>I mean, girls like flowers right?
T-Tiem to activate the swag, r-right?
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>>34712895
>>I mean, girls like flowers right?
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>>34712895
>>I mean, girls like flowers right?
The dyke probably knows what she's talking about
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>>34712895
>I mean, girls like flowers right?
Time to get /fa/shionable anons.
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>>34712895
>I mean, girls like flowers right?
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>>34712895
>>34712953
Yes, we should get online and browse /fa/ right now for how to be cool and hip and all that nonsense
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>>34712895

>I mean, girls like flowers right?
>It isn't like she is slowly trying to turn me into a crossdressing buttslut right?
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>>34712895
>I mean, girls like flowers right?

I'm sorry Wrenloft, the wheels of fate are turning. At least, let's not bitch on the bottoms. Black jeans. Or Khaki pants.
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You know what if the parents think this dude is gay why not embrace it?
Become Fabulous.
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>>34712895
>I wear what I want
Be a man.
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>>34713146
With all the force of a great typhoon?
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>>34712926
>>34712928
>>34712952
>>34712953
>>34712965
>>34712998
>>34713005
I ask mum to iron the shirt for me, but she seems to not hear me somehow, K-Drama set to max volume.

"Fine, fuck you then." I mutter, wandering off to do so myself.

After an hour or so, I look like my best parody of a /fa/ggot, I inexpertly pull at my hair, styled with stolen mousse from my brothers shelf, creases still quite evident in the shirt.

I step out the front door. Claire meets me at the curb. “I feel way to queer eye for the suburbanite at the moment.” I say as she insists on attacking my hair with a comb before we leave.

“No way, chicks dig it.”

“You don’t know what chicks dig. It’s why you’re single too.”

She aggressively pulls at a knot. Bitch. “Why does your family let you leave the house like this?”

“Doesn’t care, cos I'm a lost cause, doesn’t care and doesn’t care.” I say extending a finger for each reason and a respective family member. She titters in false sympathy. “It’s weird seeing you in girls’ clothes.” I add as we start walking.

“I always wear girl clothes.”

“I mean real girl clothes.” I emphasize my point with a tug on the hem of her vividly pink skirt. It doesn’t bother her too much given she’s wearing leggings underneath; my hand is only lightly slapped away. She doesn’t even follow up with a dead arm this time. I’ve made progress with the heathen.

As we get closer to the party an obnoxious electronic bass rift drifts into the street intermixed with commands to drop said bass, the neighbours are drifting sullen looks at Chad’s house from their carports, eagerly waiting for the time they can call the cops for a noise complaint.

“Why are we going to this again?” I ask.
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>>34713171
“Because we have to be sociable.” She explains.

“I repeat. Why are we going to this thing?”

With a sigh she, gives up the pretense, “Cos Ms Gutla said she’s ‘worried for my development as a young lady’.” The name of the staff councillor sends an awkward shudder down my spine. “I’m pretty sure she has a plant here to make sure I actually talk to people.”

“I thought we were gonna sit in the corner and make fun of people.”

“We will, but I need this to get her off my case, so she doesn’t think I'm training to join a street gang or something.”

“I could see that.”

“Yeah, well, you should watch out too. She’s dropping hints that she thinks you’ll go on a school shooting, sorry, I mean ‘that she’s concerned about your isolationist attitude’.”

“It would help if we stop making jokes about all those guys who go on school shootings.”

“Well.... when people can hear at least. Now come on, pretend these are people you like.” I stretch an intentionally pained smile at her. I get a 'that’s the spirit' pat on the back. “Good boy.” And we dive into a sea of adolescence.

>Stick with Claire
>Hide in a room for a few hours
>Try and hit on the cheerleaders
>Try and hit on that girl who's always drawing shit
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>>34713260
>Stick with Clare
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>>34713260
>Try and hit on that girl who's always drawing shit
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>>34713260
>Stick with Claire
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>>34713260
>Try and hit on that girl who's always drawing shit
And if that don't work
>Go find Claire
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>>34713260
>>Try and hit on that girl who's always drawing shit
You know 1-in-8 people uncontrollably draw dicks
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>>34713260
>>Stick with Claire
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>>34713260
>Try and hit on that girl who's always drawing shit
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>>34713260
>Stick with Claire
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>>34713260
>Stick with Clare

She brought us here she has to deal with us.
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>>34713260
>Try and hit on that girl who's always drawing shit
We need to get gud
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>>34713260
>Try and hit on that girl who's always drawing shit
Dick Drawer
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>>34713260
>>Stick with Claire
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>>34713260
>Try and hit on that girl who's always drawing shit
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>>34713260
>Stick with Claire
First Girl. Tomboyish. I'm in
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>>34713260
We have established that clare may have super strength.

Stick with Clare!
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>>34713260
>Try and hit on that girl who's always drawing shit
tied 8 to 8
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>>34713260
>Stick with Claire

>>34713367 it almost feels like we are the MC!
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Do we know if Claire is actually gay or do we just like to make that joke?
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>Try and hit on the cheerleaders
It's a numbers game, someone will eventually say yes
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I would say samefag but being awkward nerdy being dragged into a party would definitely draw people to this quest.
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>>34713260

>Stick with Claire
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>>34713260
Oh hell everyones coming out of the wood work.
Clare!
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>>34713260
>stick with Claire
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>>34713423
Fairly certain it was just us ribbing on her. If not, we'll find out soon enough
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>>34713423
She sounds like she needs the D or has crazy daddy issues.
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>>34713469
We can be her Crazy Daddy Issue.
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>>34712133
Where's our chuuni eyepatch?
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>>34713481
Yeah, but we can't handle a "loose cannon" like her without maning up. We are pretty pathetic.
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>>34713423
Doesn't matter. If she is, we'll just roll to turn her straight.
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>>34713517
Hey we're manning up. We also got her to play our sexy nurse. We're making progress.
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>>34713528
Is this Bizarro Pokemang?
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>>34713546
I have abosolutely no clue what youre referring to

>>34713286
>>34713289
>>34713298
>>34713329
>>34713333
>>34713356
>>34713367
>>34713377
>>34713412
>>34713428
>>34713444
It’s been an hour and I’ve managed to avoid Chad, or having to talk to anyone alone. I drift behind Claire as she pretends to enjoy gossiping with girls I don’t know the name of, offering completely necessary and sincere insight into situations.

“I’m just not sure I'm ready Claire....” A girl I think is called Stacy admits through glazed eyes.

“Tell him to fuck off then.” I offer, she attempts to give me a cool gaze, but she’s swaying on her feet.

“Maybe you should go lie down for a bit Shannon.” Claire counteroffers, Shannon (I was close) nods and totters off to the couch, only stumbling a little.

Claire turns to me “Alright, I have to pee. All you have to do is stand still and not get beat up. Can you do that?”

“Probably not.” She leaves.

My feet hurt from being stepped on and I swear to Allah this never ending bass line is giving me a migraine. Ten out of ten, would party again. One of the cheerleaders, fucked if I know which, is walking in my direction. If I talk to her I could potentially save what little social status I have left.

I stay where I am.

Unfortunately, the universe hates me. A mirthful partygoers’ sudden attempt at dancing shoves the girl into me as she’s walking past.

If I was smooth I would have caught her, like some slick superspy, hand at her waist. Instead I extend both hands and wince in preparation. She knocks me down with her. I think my shoe’s digging into her kidney.

“Uhhhh. Hey,” I say as she rolls off. She doesn’t acknowledge me, a hand cupping her back in pain. “That, um, was pretty wacky, huh?” I notice her fake tan has smeared where her arms caught her fall.

“Uh huh. Sure. Whatever” Her vacant cheerleader eyes barely register my presence.
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That was some unprecedented samefag on both sides.

Like, damn.
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But it’s OK. I'm saved from this awkward conversation. By the arrival of Chad and his squad of dudebros. Well, bully for me.

“Sup cunt?” he asks. “Don’t remember your fuckin’ invite.”

“It’s open house.” I point out

“Cunt, mate , listen mate, see I think theres too many people at the moment, gotta cut the numbers, y’know save the booze, yeah?” a nasty smile across his face as he thinks he’s outsmarted me.

“I’m not drinking.” I show him my plastic cup of water, remarkably still holding some after the tumble.

His eyes twinkle past the drunken glaze as he sees a chance. “FAGGOT, YEW BIN DRINKIN MI FUCKIN PARENTS VODKA?” he slaps the cup out of my hand. Oh no. He’s popping knuckles. Abort, abort, I need backup, everyone’s gone silent, content to watch.

Where’s the fucking staff plant when they’re needed. Or Claire for Christ’s sake.
He’s advancing, I'm backing away. “I CAN’T REPLACE THAT SHIT, YOUR GONE GIVE IT BACK, CUNT.”

I hit a wall. Two of his matecunts pin me and Chad unleashes a power swing into my gut. I’m released and drop to the floor. Hunched over my stomach, retching.

The matecunt’s step back as chants of ‘FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT!’ start up. How is this a fight? I'm not sure what’s going to come up first, the water or blood.

Over the bass I hear the sound of flats hitting the hardwood. Claire hits Chad from behind like a truck, slamming him into the wall jaw first and pulling his arm into a shoulder lock. “Fuck! OFF! Chad!” She yells before throwing him back to his friends. His thugs advance on Claire, but are'nt attacking; I wouldn’t, not with that look in her eye.

Chad, still lying on his arse, yells “Kill the faggots!”

Then one attacks, Claire dives under a drunken punch and elbows him in the stomach, knocking him over. Another one is coming at her but a colossal roar shakes the house, sounds like another monster, big one if the noise is anything to judge by.

>What do?
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>>34713639
Grab Claire, exit stage left
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>>34713296
and 7 in 8 people are lying cunts
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>>34713639
Set fire to the parents' vodka and then the house.
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>>34713639
Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Side character time.
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>>34713639
Time to fuck-off, grab Claire and leave
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>>34713639
Remember
>Eyes, Nose, Balls and Knees
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>>34713639
Call 911, get their parents arrested for letting minors drink.
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>>34713639
Scream Godzirra! Grab clare and head for an exit not currently being stormed by stupid kids.
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>>34713677
This.
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>>34713639
>a colossal roar shakes the house, sounds like another monster, big one if the noise is anything to judge by.
Oh right this is manga land, get Claire and leave
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>>34713729
Testicle punch then run.
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>>34713639
Grab your spirit sword and go into supermode!
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>>34713707
I opt for this.

Perhaps complain to Claire that this is her fault for dragging you here, and then leaving you alone. Typically side character distracting banter.
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>>34713639
DODGE!

Make sure they miss and hit a valuable vase, or something.
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>>34713707
>>34713799
Well this is the most in character thing to do, I'll also go with this.
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>>34713677
This, get the fuck out of there.
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>>34713799
This.
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>>34713639
>>34713677
Sounds good
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>>34713639
>grab Claire
>bolt
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>>34713741
>>34713719
>>34713677
>>34713884
>>34713837
Everyone knows the drill by this point, rapidly streaming for exits, calls of "Kool party m8" and "Cheers Chad, ya legend."

Claire stoops to pull me up, "I'm peeing red for a week." I squeak.

"He didn't even hit your kidneys." She points out.

"Sh."

Chad’s smirking at me as we leave, the houses' armour plating slamming shut behind us, his blood lust sated apparently. A text message comes from my sister ‘mum wants you home nerd.’

Claire half carries me on the route home. Giant footsteps sounding louder and more life threatening behind us.

Sheen’s robot lands in the park beside us, easily six stories tall. It turns its head to us and a PA system screeches in his annoying panic voice “GET IN, it’ll be safer inside!” A mechanized hand the size of a shed extends towards us. We keep shuffling, my house is just two streets away. “HEY!” the whiny voice yells after us. The monster pile drives the robot as we walk on, a girlish scream of pain coming through the speakers. A red robot tackles the thing off Sheen’s purple one. Backup, I think the red one is the bitchier of the two girls.

“Safer inside huh?” I question. “I think I can walk on my own now.” I take my arm off her shoulder and we finish the walk home, mostly steadily, even manage not to throw up on the way. A section of the houses armouring folds open as I press my key into the slot. When we walk inside I poke my head into the living room. “Hey I’m back.” Mums still watching terrible K-dramas, dad’s made it to the sports section.

>Is it cool that Claire sleeps over tonight? She probably shouldn’t be wandering around at the moment.
>Fuck off Claire
>Other
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>>34713918
>Is it cool that Claire sleeps over tonight? She probably shouldn’t be wandering around at the moment.
Claire is best and only girl for us. I want her to step on us, sexually.
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>>34713918
>Is it cool that Claire sleeps over tonight? She probably shouldn’t be wandering around at the moment.
Thanks for the save, nig
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>>34713918
>>Is it cool that Claire sleeps over tonight? She probably shouldn’t be wandering around at the moment.
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>>34713918
>Is it cool that Claire sleeps over tonight? She probably shouldn't be wandering around at the moment.
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>>34713918
>>Is it cool that Claire sleeps over tonight? She probably shouldn’t be wandering around at the moment.
Yes?
Super cool
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>>34713918
>>Is it cool that Claire sleeps over tonight? She probably shouldn’t be wandering around at the moment.

Based Clare putting up with our apparently bitch ass.
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>>34713918
>Is it cool that Claire sleeps over tonight? She probably shouldn’t be wandering around at the moment.
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>>34713918
>>Is it cool that Claire sleeps over tonight? She probably shouldn’t be wandering around at the moment.
>>
Love the fact that big ass monster fight goes on and we just ignore the whole damn thing. WAIT I'LL SAVE YOU, yeeaah naah fuck off shinji.
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>>34713937
>>34713945
>>34713951
>>34713954
>>34713955
>>34713958
>>34713967
>>34713991
Mum’s mouth terses into a furious line, but she says nothing, dad turns the page in approval, most I've gout of him in weeks.

I usher Claire back to my room. I lock the door and with a strike of clarity I make a mad dash for the laptop.

Claire wrestles me off it, unsurprisingly and begins trying to guess my password again.

“You’re not gonna get it.” She sticks her tongue out at me. “Mature.” The tongue just goes further, a trace of a giggle as she does so.

“Look it’s a random series of numbers, just pass it here.” She tries one more before huffing and passing it back.

Insufficient password attempts, your computer has been locked. I stare at her. “Y’know, I could kick you out.” I mention, as she laughs in my face.

"Yeah and I can let you deal with Chad by yourself when he hunts you down on Monday.” She manages between laughs.

"Fair point" I concede.
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>>34714065
Pretend to fall and grab her breasts.
bitches love that
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>>34714097
I don't think that's how it works...
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>>34714065
We spend a few hours watching dumb videos on the internet, eventually we make a quasi stealthy trip to the kitchen to make popcorn. No one pays attention to us at the least. Then back to my room, where I manage to convince Claire to watch one of the more girl friendly shows off my hard drive.

Around eleven my sister, Erica, knocks on my door. She quirks an eyebrow at seeing Claire on my bed, still chewing popcorn, but all she says is “Keep it down, your shitty cartoons are offending my developed tastes.” I close the door in her face and turn the volume up, she bangs on the connecting wall from her room for a minute before giving up, probably resorting to drowning us out with her headphones.

Claire picks idly at my sheets, “So exactly how much jizz is my skirt collecting right now?” she muses “I'm guessing a lot.”

I scrunch my face at her, “Ech. I don’t do that on my bed, I sleep here! I'm not an animal for Chris’sake.”

She nods sagely “Shower. Right, that’s sooooo much cleaner.”

“No... The toilet. Easier to clean up.”

“Cheers for the info.”

“You asked.” She concedes and drops the point.

We spend another four or so hours watching crap, making jokes, shooting the shit.

Eventually she yawns, stretching her arms overhead, joints popping lightly. “OK, sleep time now.”

“Weakling.” I comment, powering the computer down. “Alright I'm getting changed out of this shit then.” I drag a previously worn set of tracks out and a mostly clean shirt out of the floor of my wardrobe.

I turn back around and Claire is unclipping her skirt. “Why?” I ask.

She’s nonchalant in her answer, “Don’t want it to tear if I roll on it funny. It’s the only nice skirt I own. It’s the only skirt I own, period.” Fair, it flutters to the floor. Then she undoes her bra through her shirt.

>Nice
>Why?
>Take my clothes off
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>>34714121
>Take my clothes off
She set the precedent. It would be rude not to.
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>>34714121
>take my clothes off
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>>34714121
>why?
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>>34714121
>>Nice
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>>34714121
TWO CAN PLAY AT THIS GAME

THIS IS NAKED CHICKEN CLARE AND WE PLAY TO WIN

>Take my clothes off
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>>34714118
Yeah, you have to be skilled to do that. It's only for pro level harem protags. We'd fail miserably.
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>>34714121
Throw her a tracksuit or jammies or something.
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>>34714121
>Take my clothes off
Gotta be a good host, don't want her to feel uncomfortable.
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>>34714121
First, ask Why?

Then, joke about having her take off our clothes
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>>34714121
>Take my clothes off.
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>>34714121
>Take my clothes off
What? At night, girl undressing on my bed, inside my room and behind closed doors... I'm just doing my part ya know, just going through the motions.
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>>34714121
>Clothes
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>>34714121
>Take my clothes off
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>>34714177
You have to start somewhere
where did your ability to dream go?
>>
I rip the /fa/ggy shirt off, puddling it on the floor with my jeans, as she pulls the bra out from under her shirt, offering a glimpse of her bare abs.

It’s a decidedly sexier piece than the kind she usually wears. “You really did want to get fucked tonight, huh?” she extends her middle fingers at me. “Aw, and all the pretty girls had to run away.”

She jabs my own pale stomach “You gonna change then?”

“Are you gonna stand there and watch?”

“It is pretty fun to make you uncomfortable.”
She smirks at me, clearly not about to budge.

>What do
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>>34714274
We are a side character. We can consider ourselves lucky we have a female friend, much less the ability to dream.
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>>34714276
Change as if she was not there.

If she doesn't like what she sees she can look away.
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>>34714276
Change in front of her.
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>>34714276
>Rip bra off, go for broke
I mean shit, we're not MC but we've got to try right?
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>>34714303
>>34714298
These.
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>>34714276
Change in front of her. "Feel free to join in at any time."
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>>34714276
Change, also offer her pajamas or just more comfortable clothes to sleep in if we have none. Since she was all dressed up.
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>>34714305
>Her bra is already off

Well shit.
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>>34714305
she took her bra off, she left her shirt on
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>>34714276
Change in front of her and comment on her nice abs.
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>>34714298
>>34714303
in case she does get flustered, what do we say?
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>>34714276
>Strip dance
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>>34714276
Change in front of her with a smirk
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>>34714276
change anyway it's not like our pride can go any lower right now
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>>34714325
So sexy it hurts?
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>>34714325
Ay bby wan sum fuk?
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>>34714325
"What, like you weren't doing the same thing 3 seconds earlier?"
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>>34714276
"Do you have matching panties for that fancy bra?"
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>>34714351
That seems reasonably ok
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>>34714325
You're cute when you're flustered.
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>>34714325
Exactly what she JUST said to us, word for word.

>“It is pretty fun to make you uncomfortable.”
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>>34714359
this too
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>>34714371

>>34714351 here, this is far better
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>>34714325
"Got a pleasan reation, huh? Where did the jab about making people uncomfortable go?"
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>>34714321
rip your bra off then
we're wearing a bra, right?
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>>34714377
This is all conjecture anyways, no guarantee she will be flustered at all.

Reread this quest, but with Claire being a trap. All the nuances are there.
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>>34714389
We are a dude.
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>>34714400
If Clare is a trap this is hella awkward.
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>>34714401
yes
and?
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>>34714400
Boner stop Please be real
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>>34714417
It is but we can still fuck it!
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>>34714276
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2-ZjmSIOLNk
>>
She just watches, bemused, as I pull my underwear off, my stomach is already starting to bruise as I pull my new clothes on.

I try to maintain eye contact with her, noticing the slighest tinge of pink growing in her cheeks.

"You were doing the exact same thing, not two minutes ago." I point out.

She leans back, falling flat on the bed, the springs squeaking, "Yeh right, like you'd bother me Danny."

"You're real cute when your flustered ya know." She pulls a pillow over face, grabbing one of her shoes and flinging it at me as I slide the old shirt on.

Hmmm...

>What do?
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>>34714400
>>34714417
>>34714424

The moment when you realize MC is a reverse trap and Claire is a trap.
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>>34714433
Reasonably sure guy or girl we'd be the one getting fucked.
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>>34714400
From Yuri to Yaoi in 24 hours: The Chuckles Story.
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>>34714424
Generic anime background characters don't have enough personality to be that kinky anon.
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>>34714450
Continue light teasing. We need maximum overfluster to occur.
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>>34714450
First take the hit from the shoe and go down like we've been shot. Follow up by a wounded crawl to the bed. We're sharing at this point damnit.
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>>34714450
Crawl in bed with her and tickle her abs.
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>>34714450
clothes on? good, toss something back (preferably something light and not easily breakable.)
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>>34714450
>attempt to suavely get into bed
>instead, trip on the discarded bra and fall on top of Claire
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>>34714474
This.
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>>34714483
A sock? sock works.
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>>34714450
>"I use that pillow to jack off, you know"
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>>34714474
>>34714474
Damn straight we do
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>>34714483
>>34714450
or, better yet, catch the shoe and toss it back at her while mocking her.

"Missing something?" or some such
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>>34714475
>First take the hit from the shoe and go down like we've been shot.
"Remember me, not for who I was, or what I've done, or what I stand for, or the lives I've touched, or the memories we share, but for... well fuck."
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>>34714508
No. We aren't dirtying our bed with her shoes.
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>>34714450
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>>34714474
This.
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>>3471451
but for... wait that last one was good. *Le' death*
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>>34714523
fine, we'll go with the socks
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>>34714526
I can only hope birdman.
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>>34714474
Engage main engines, all flusters at full output.
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>>34714467
Not that we see
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>>34714467
They also don't bring a girl to their room and strip in front of her. So clearly she's a main character in we're in limbo of getting more screen time.
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>>34714450
Offer her comfortable clothes to wear.
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>>34714474
>>34714495
>>34714507
>>34714530
>>34714559
"Yeah, you're cheeks just light up with this pink glow, it really suits you."

She rips the pillow off her face, leaning up on her elbows, still tinged pink, my work is not done, "I've never seen you go quite that colour before, ya kno-."

"That's it." Another squeak of mattress and she's jumping at me, she spins me around, climbing on my back and driving me towards the bed by pushing off the wall with her feet.

A mashing and crashing of limbs later, she's got me pinned beneath her, both wrists held to the bed, panting as she stares down at me.

"Sh- shut up Danny." I'm ever so aware of the silky feeling of her leggings, the pleasant, soft weight she's pressing down on me.

>What do?
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>>34714575
Hmm...alright, I'll give on that. I bet we're just going to cuddle or something though.
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>>34714660
>Do you realize the position you are in right now?
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>>34714660
>"Wah! What are we going to do on the bed?"
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>>34714660
Lean upwards and kiss her.
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>>34714660
Kiss the girl!
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>>34714660
Huggle?
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>>34714660
Give her the D I guess.

I really dont feel like there was enough buildup for this in the quest as a whole. Feels shoehorned in. I am not feeling it. But it is happening anyway.
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>>34714660
kissu
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>>34714686
this
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>>34714660
"Well, this seems to be a rather compromising position."

in a nonchalant voice, perhaps.
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>>34714660
We haven't achieved critical flustration yet.

"Got me right where you want me now, do you?" or some such comment.
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>>34714686
dakka
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>>34714727
Oh yes. This.
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>>34714660
>>34714686
>>
>>34714660
>>34714727
seconded
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>>34714686
Have to.
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>>34714727
Supportan
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>>34714727
>>34714686
Can we combine these? Is that feasible?
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>>34714727
This.
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>>34714771
"What are we going to do on the bed now that you've got me right where you want me?""
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>>34714686
>>34714707
>>34714729
>>34714747
>>34714753
"Wah! What are we going to do on the bed?"

She growls, "I said SHUT UP!" One of her hands leaves you wrist, raising up and-

OWWWWWW.

I awaken with my head throbbing painfully, Claire rolled me onto the floor after knocking me out. She snoozes atop the mattress as the cold hardwood floor saps my body heat.

>Try and climb into bed with her
>Take the couch
>Other
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>>34714817
>>Take the couch
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>>34714817
>>Try and climb into bed with her
She ain't taking my bed!
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>>34714817
>>Try and climb into bed with her
>>
>>34714817
>>Try and climb into bed with her
Well this was anti climatic, guess sex isn't all that it's hyped to be.
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>>34714817
You idiots, we almost got the girl.

>noisily complain about the pain to wake her up
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>>34714817
Critical fluster mode lead to beating. Clearly we should have just kissed her.

take the couch.
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>>34714817
>>Take the couch
Thanks for not forcing sex.
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>>34714858
Why not just kiss her now?
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>>34714817
>Other
Pull her out of the bed and onto the floor, consequences be damned.
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>>34714817
>take the couch
well that was fun while it lasted, but I'm not to sure how many more bruises we can get before we look like a walking advertisement for relationship abuse.
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>>34714817
>climb into bed with her
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>>34714817
>Other
Just leave a note saying, "So tsundere~!" and fall back asleep
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>>34714817

> Take the couch.
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>>34714840
This. We alpha now.
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>>34714872
Because now it's rape.
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>>34714817
>>Try and climb into bed with her
Our bed. scoot to the left.
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>>34714817
We'll just try to guilt trip her in the morning with a sort of, "S-ssorry about last night.. I just.. I thought you liked me." Or we could be less of a pussy and ask her out.
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All these fucking couch faggots.
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>>34714817
>Try and climb into bed with her

Its our bed goddamn it.
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>>34714817
Back to bed
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>>34714984
>Wanting to sleep with your only friend

>Being petty about sleeping conditions
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>>34714884
>>34714864
>>34714907
>>34714827
>>34714858
I grumble and grouse, stealing the duvet and roll myself onto the couch against the far wall of my room, thank god for upper middle class housing.

When I wake again, Claire is leaning over me, trying to stifle her giggles, "Socked ya good didn't I?" she prods at my temple, FFFFFFFF. "I gave you plenty of warning, ya little bitch." At least she doesn't hold a grudge.

"You need counselling, like serious anger management style counselling, you know what right?" She just shrugs.

You note her clothes she removed last night, bundled up in a pile, "You leaving?"

"Yeah, gotta get back, some of us actually wake up before noon, to do things. Like excersise." She prods my flat stomach, directly in the welling bruise for Chad's punch, RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRG. "Wanna come with?"

>"Nah, I have better things to do, like....."
>"Sure
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>>34714969
MC should just kill himself. His only friend is sexually frustrating and physically abusing him.
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>>34715042
>"Sure
Time to get /fit
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>>34715042
>Sure

We need to get stacked.
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>>34715042
>>"Sure
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>>34715042
>>"Nah, I have better things to do, like....."
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>>34715042
>couch
God damnit you guys suck.

>sure
Might as well tease her at the gym too
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>>34715042
>>"Nah, I have better things to do, like....."
Morning masturbation.
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>>34715042
>"Sure
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>>34715042
>"Nah, I have better things to do, like fapping."
Fap and cry.
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>>34715042
>Sure
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>>34715042
>>"Sure
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>>34715042
>>"Sure
We work out while playing on our handheld.
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>>34715122
> Playing on our handheld
That's code for jerkin' it, right?
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>>34715042
>Sure
All the while planning our revenge.
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>>34715042
> Sure
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>>34715042
So did we get brain damage from being knocked out for an extended period of time? Or have months passed and we just work up from our coma?

You didn't really make it clear which happened.
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>>34715055
>>34715060
>>34715064
>>34715073
>>34715076
>>34715087
>>34715102
"Sure, might as well."

She just cuffs me over the head lightly, "Yeah what else are you gonna do? Jerl off and cry?"

N-no, "Hah, please." I slip some socks and sneakers on, not much point in showering at the moment.

I grab a jacket for the morning chill and actually take time to prepare myself a morning feast. Bread with jam on it. Iron Chef up in this motherfucker.

The walk to Claire’s transforms the surroundings from quasi upper-middle class gated community aesthetic, to utilitarian government housing blocks and finally to Claire’s’ home.

A caravan park. It’s as depressing as ever. That creepy aging Scottish man is washing himself in the nude in a children’s plastic pool in front of his caravan as we stroll in.

He tries to make eye contact, as always, but this time he does it whilst scrubbing at his flowing red pubes. “Y’wot?” He calls as I take a turn to get to her lot. I don’t respond.

Arriving at her lot, I see her typical array of slung together exercise equipment. A punching bag hanging from a tree branch, a mountain bike, stripped of its wheels and resting on some supporting cinder blocks and her stolen set of dumbbells.

You also note her dad's car is gone from it's usual resting place.

>Get /fit/
>Play on your phone
>Wheres your dad?
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>>34715217
>Get /fit/
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>>34715217
>>Wheres your dad?
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>>34714817
Hah. I knew I would make you cockblock yourselves.
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>>34715217
>get /fit/
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>>34715217
Stop saying quasi. You damned psudo-intellectual.
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>>34715217
>Get /fit/
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>>34715217
>>Play on your phone
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>>34715247
Perfect moment to kiss the girl! I KNOW LETS TAUNT HER SOMMORE!
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>>34715217
Complain to her about last night.
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>>34715217
>Get stacked
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>>34715217
>>Get /fit/
With our handheld.
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>>34715217
>>Get /fit/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9D-QD_HIfjA
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>>34715277
As expected of a background character.
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>>34715217
>Get /fit/
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>>34715347
No protagonists have odd screwed up relationships that never culminate in anything but awkward touching. Background characters have normal healthy relationships.
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>>34715257
>>34715249
>>34715242
"Alright, where should I start?" I ask.

"You're gonna exersise? I mean, apart from your right arm?" I give her a fake laugh, "Eh whatever man, go do ten minutes of cardio on the bike."

You climb on the the stripped bike, it wobbles slightly under you as you peddle it, chain cranking loudly every few seconds. "Is this thing sturdy?"

"Yeah, sure."

After 6 minutes I'm gasping and sweating profusedly, but I push on. I desperately count down the last 20 seconds on my phone clock.

"Phew, there done." My legs have gone to jelly and I've got a cramp between my shoulders from hunching over the handlebars.

"Alright, come do 5 sets on the dumbbells then."

>How about no
>Isn't there some other way of working out? that doesnt involve me dying
>Other
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>>34715323
Yes! 1980s training montage go!
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>>34715367
Also they tend not to have faces
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>>34715391
>Other
Give it a shot at least. we can probably manage it with our right arm.
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>>34715391
>>Isn't there some other way of working out? that doesnt involve me dying
>>
>>34715391
ask about her father
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>>34715391
/fit/ here.
>Cardio
>Dumbbells

We are skinny enough to get BTFO constantly by a girl, we need to bulk and start deadlift, squatting, bench stat.
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>>34715391
>Isn't there some other way of working out? that doesnt involve me dying
Faceless Nobody needs to grow a pair for exercising.
>>
>Isn't there some other way of working out? that doesn't involve me dying
you say as you walk towards the dumbbells to at least said you tried.
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>>34715391
DO IT FAGGOT
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>>34715391
>>34715417
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>>34715391
Decline, do pushups instead.

If her dad's car is back, wash it. Wax on, wax off.
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>>34715391
>Other
Give it your best effort.
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>>34715391
>>34715429
This.
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>>34715417
>>34715391
Yup.
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>>34715391
>>34715417
Do eet.
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>>34715417
>>34715451
>>34715441
>>34715455
"Isn't there some other way of working out? that doesn't involve me dying" I gasp.

"Nope." Is her simple reply, clapping me on the back, "You being a bitch just made it eight reps per set.

I honestly do give it my best shot, I make it through the first three sets, sweating and grunting as she practices with her punching bag.

Halfway into the fourth set, I'm starting to feel queasy. I drop the dumbbells, running to the waist high fence, I bend over it and puke into the grass on the other side.

Claire joins me after a while, sucking on a bottle of some green slurry, “That shit smells rank.” I comment nodding at her supposed drink.

“It’s soy protein.”

“And its green.... it’s made of people isn’t it?”

“If that’s a joke I don’t get it.”

“You wouldn’t.”

She grimaces, "You're just a barrel of laughs in the morning aren't ya?"

Whatever, change the subject, before she puts you back to exercising

>Your drink smells like dead arsehole
>Where's your dad anyways
>I'm still really fucking sore you know
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>>34715566
>Where's your dad anyways
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>>34715566
>Where's your dad anyways
Also maybe we could not crack me in the skull so often?
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>>34715566
>>Your drink smells like dead arsehole
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>>34715566
>I'm still really fucking sore you know
Take responsibility for my inability to jerk off now.
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>>34715566
>>Your drink smells like dead arsehole
>>Where's your dad anyways
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>>34715566
>>Where's your dad anyways
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>>34715566
>Where's your dad anyways
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>>34715566
>>34715644
This
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>>34715566
>Other
>Get back to training, steal some of her protein, you need it more than her, do some 3x5 dumbbell bench and 3x5 dumbbell shoulders.

We are all going to make it, you pathetic skeleton.
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>>34715566
>I'm still really fucking sore you know. Take responsibility.
>>
>Your drink smells like dead arsehole
>Where's your dad anyways
if we don't give her shit she'll think we're mad at her
>>
>>34715679
We did give her shit. If we push it we're being an asshole.
>>
>>34715599
>Take responsibility for my inability to jerk off now.
Christ, this as doujin written all over it
>"I'm sorry, MC-kun, i'll take resposibility."
>"Wha- what the helL ARE you doing~?"
>"Boys do this, right? I can't let it build up because you can't do it yourself."
>>
>>34715590
>>34715589
>>34715623
>>34715646
"Where's your dad anyways?" I ask, my breath is starting to come back after emptying my guts.

"Ah who knows, off beating up street kids. Well that or getting drunk at bar number 28 or cheap motel number 517." She stares into her drink resentfully, swirling the green sludge.

"Quality parenting." Is all I have to offer.

"Myeh." She takes another slug, offering it to me.

>HAHA no
>Take a sip

and

>You wanna chill inside?
>I gotta go
>Other
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>>34715712
>>Take a sip

>You wanna chill inside?
>>
>>34715712
Take a sip.

Chill inside
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>>34715712
>Take a sip
Gotta get gud

>You wanna chill inside?
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>>34715712
>Take a sip
>You wanna chill inside?

How do we break down her hard outer shell to devour the sweet flustered nectar within? Ideas anyone?
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>>34715712
>Take a sip
Need that you wimpy little shit.

>You wnna chill inside?
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>>34715755
Kill her parents. Or at least her dad.
>>
>>34715712
>HAHA no
>You wanna chill inside?
>>
>>34715755
Tell her she looked great last night... not that she doesn't look good now cuz she totally does. But yeah you're pretty!
>>
>>34715712
>TAKE A SIP

>GET FUCKING RIPPED YOU NERD
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>>34715763
Hmm. The standard incubator approach.

Not sure if that will work here.
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>>34715712
>>HAHA no

>>You wanna chill inside?
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>>34715763
Fuck off Kyubii I'm onto your shit.
>>
>>34715712
>Take a sip
This is going to suck isn't.

>Other
Lets go chill at the mall.
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>>34715799
We'll only gak a little.
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>>34715778
>>34715788
My advice is always right.
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>>34715828
I don't think we can pull it off though. We lack the raw resources he has available.

Also, more importantly, we lack the requisite fluffy tail.
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>>34715712
>Take a sip
>You wanna chill inside?
Need to get /fit to get the girl guys.
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>>34715828
We should sprout a fluffy tail. Bitches love fluffy tails.
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>>34715726
>>34715729
>>34715747
>>34715755
>>34715759
I take the bottle and knock back a sip, it slowly drifts downwards, the wait is the worst part.

Oh. No it isn't. "GAKKKk" I spit it out, but the taste lingers, "Oh that's awful."

She just stares, "It's just peas and soy. You know, those green things you don't eat"

"Heh. Pea." She nudges me in the ribs. "Come on, let's chill inside. Too bloody cold out."

She let's me in through the flimsy door. I forgot how depressing this place can be. The centre of the caravan is all kitchen, with a tiny cordoned off bathroom. The two ends have blankets slung up, serving as bedroom walls.

Claire pushes hers aside, setting her bottle down, she starts digging through her wardrobe.

You take a seat on the mattress behind her, she wiggles around pleasantly as she searches for a change of clothes.

>Enjoy the view
>Lay back
>Say....
>Other
>>
>>34715928
>>Enjoy the view
>>
>>34715928
>>Enjoy the view
do we tease her about her backside?
>>
>>34715928
>Enjoy the view
I don't even know anymore what she wants.
>>
>>34715928
>It's just piss and soy
You got that right

>Enjoy the view
>Lay back
>>
>>34715928
>>Enjoy the view
>>Lay back
>>
>>34715928
>Enjoy the view.
>>
>>34715928
>Enjoy the view
>>
>>34715928
>>Lay back
With our handheld.
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>>34715928
>Enjoy the view
>Lay back
>Have a big shit eating grin on our face
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>>34716016
Heh.
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>>34715947
>>34715952
>>34715970
>>34715974
>>34715979
>>34715982
>>34715983
I mentally play Sir Mix a Lot as I watch her butt wiggle from side to side. She turns to say something, catching my blatant staring. "You know, I could probably break you right?"

"And what kind of shithole would you have to live in once my family sues you?" I ask, gesturing around.

She taps a finger to her chin, "I dunno, how much can underage strippers earn these days?”

“Mike’s always complaining about the outrageous prices in the child sex trade, maybe you could give that a shot.”

“Yeah, ‘MIKE’ complains about it.” She fingerquotes my brother’s name.

“I ever tell you I found a game- hidden in the depths of his hard drive, of course- called ‘Suck My Dick or Die, Bitch!”

“Lovely. Aha.” She fishes out her tank top and spats. "Get out." She tells me

>What do
>>
>>34716082
>Lay down and tell her you're too sore to move.
>>
>>34716082
>"How does it feel knowing I want to fuck you?"
>>
>>34716082
"If you want to make it even, I can strip too, although I don't have anything to change into."
>>
>>34716082
>"And what kind of shithole would you have to live in once my family sues you?"
This bluff is way too obvious

>"What're you so shy for? We're all men here."
>>
>>34716082
>Lay down and tell her you're too sore to move.
>>
>>34716082
Her Dad might walk in. I support the action of getting out.
>>
>>34716116
>>34716127
This.
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>>34716099
>>34716082
Sounds good.
>>
>>34716099
>>34716132
>>34716082
This.
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>>34716116
just take it off and put it back on
>>
>>34716082
>>34716116
This.
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>>34716132
yes
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>>34716116
>>34716127
This please
>>
>>34716082
>Lay down and tell her you're too sore to move.

>tank top
>spats
Stop, it's like you're trying to turn me on
>>
>>34716082
>>34716132
This one sounds good.
>>
>>34716185
Why does it sound good? It sounds like a fucking pussy bitch whining, and she's going to knee us in the gut for it
>>
>>34716116
>>34716127
Seconding
>>
>>34716205
Kimochi~
>>
>>34716116
We could change into her clothes.
>>
>>34716116
>>34716127
This
>>
>>34716176
>>34716185
>>34716099
>>34716132
>>34716136
>>34716140
>>34716161
I flop backwards, "Ahhh, too sore, I don't think I can get up. Your bike busted my legs."

She growls, stepping into the kitchen area instead to change, she doesn't shut the 'door behind her though, allowing me to spin around just in time to catch a sight of spats sliding up over her butt.

Nice, the little lizard part of my brain is pleased. I quickly spin back before she can turn around.

"You didn't see anything did you?" She asks as she returns.

>Nothing you didn't want me to
>How could I?
>I did and you're beautiful
>Other
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>>34716243
>>I did and you're beautiful
>>
>>34716243
>"How does it feel knowing I want to fuck you?"
>>
>>34716243
>Other
>"It was worth it"
>>
>>34716243
You miscounted, one of those votes is for something else
>>
>>34716243
>Nothing you didn't want me to
>>
>>34716263
fair enough
>>
>>34716243
>Other
You're beautiful.
>>
Geez, we went from "Barely passable" to "Creepy autist" in about two posts
>>
>>34716243
>How could I?

Innocent grin.


Also, I hope to hell this isn't just a one shot, because I am loving the shit out of the character interactions between Claire and the PC.
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>>34716295
Yeah, HEY OP is this a one shot?
>>
>>34716295
This.
>>
>>34716243
>>How could I?
Your like a cheetah your were to fast.
>>
>>34716243
>How could I?
Should probs ease up now
>>
>>34716302
probably, since i still have pokemang to do
>>
>>34716295
Seconding the non-sperg option
>>
>>34716312
but I could come back to it when I wrap that up I suppose
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>>34716289
What did you expect?
>>
>>34716338
I am intrigued.

Please, give us your twitter account.
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>>34716338
You should continue this at some point. This is a lot of damn fun.
>>
>>34716312
B-b-but, this is so good! Though I guess if your intent was to get additional readers for that other quest, you succeeded. I will have to check it out.
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>>34716338
yay
>>
>>34716355
>for that other quest
What quest?
>>
>>34716393
apparently something called pokemang
>>
>>34716352
Sure its @PokeMangQM or Chuckles ButtTickler, fan name that stuck
>>34716309
>>34716307
>>34716295
>>34716304
"How could I possibly have seen anything?" I ask her, giving my most innocent smile.

Her eyes narrow suspiciously, but she nudges me over on the mattress, "Move I wanna lay down."

"Oh, so you get to steal my mattress, but I have to share yours? That's some old bullshit"

"Yup." Is all she has to say, "Scoot."

We pass a few more pointless hours, talking bullshit like we do, making fun of the kid from my class we're pretty sure is trying to figure out some racism based murder mystery.

"Pfft, and have you seen him at school? He looks like he's gonna cry everytime he sees Chin's sister."

"Yeah what a pussy." Claire comments, wiping tears of mirth from her eye. The sun is setting outside her window you note.

>I should head home
>Your dad still isn't back huh?
>I'll spend the night here
>Other?
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>>34716410
Yeah I had been ignoring that one so I didn't know who Chuckles was when I started reading this. He write pretty well it seems, and that is my number 1 requirement for following a quest.
>>
>>34716451
>Your dad still isn't back huh?

"Wanna eat dinner at my place? One of the few thing I like over there."
>>
>>34716410
http://archive.moe/tg/search/subject/pokemang/
>>
>>34716451
>>I'll spend the night here
Only fair after she spent the night at ours.

But what to do about the dad.
>>
>>34716451
>Your dad still isn't back huh?
>>
>>34716451
>I'll spend the night here
>>
>>34716451
>>34716477
This
>>
>>34716451
>>Your dad still isn't back huh?
>>I'll spend the night here
>>
>>34716451
>I'll spend the night here
And here we become a hentai protagonist
>>
>>34716451
>>34716477
>>34716477
Second this
>>
>>34716451
>>I should head home
>>
>>34716451
>>34716477
I can dig it
>>
>>34716393
>>34716410
oh and there was that other one shot i did too, which is just fantasy FILTH
http://archive.moe/tg/search/subject/spoiled%20prince/
>>
>>34716451
>>Your dad still isn't back huh?
>>I'll spend the night here
>>
>>34716593
But this totally isn't a one shot because you'll come back to it. Riiiiight?
>>
>>34716451
>>34716512
Feels like the best choice
>>
>>34716673
probably, originally this was just an idea I had for a short story, but this seems more fun to right it
>>34716477
>>34716510
>>34716537
>>34716561
At the door, I mention, "You're dads still not back huh?" I ask her

She rubs her arm uncertainly, staring at the parking spot, "It's not important."

"Hey, you wanna come over to my place for dinner? It'll give me something else to listen to other than my mum's raving about inadequate children."

She smiles gently, flicking some of her fringe back behind her ears, "Thanks, all we have left in the fridge is mountain dew and old pizza."

I lead her home, thankfully not confronted by Willie MacFlameCrotch on our way out.

Pushing the door open, I shout, "Muuuuum, Claire's staying for dinner."

Silence, but an silence of understanding, even my mum knows Claire's dad is a deadbeat. Over dinner she even pretends to be a normal mother, no raving about my sister's homosexuality or my brother's NEET tendencies, and I even manage to not be mentioned thankfully, she just chatters away to Dad, who is particularly interested in some story about some armpit of a country in Europe going to war with another.

After dinner's swallowed, everyone dishwashers their plates and I lead Claire back to my room. Mike's left a sticky note on my door.

>3DPD 4 shame Dan

"What's that mean?" Claire asks

>What say
>>
>>34716773
"I get the feeling he doesn't approve of you..."
>>
>>34716773
I actually dont know what that mens.
>>
>>34716773
"My brother even more of a weeb shit than I could have imagined."
>>
>>34716773
"It means that my brother is off his meds again... or I was right and he may just be a raving lunatic disguised as a semi-functional member of society. Hard to tell sometimes.
>>
>>34716773
"He thinks we are fucking. And that that's a bad thing."
>>
>>34716773
>>34716831
This.
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>>34716824
3DPD = 3D Pig Disgusting.

Only 2d is pure to "people" like Mike.
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>>34716857
Oh... that's retarded...

>>34716773
"He's upset that I've chosen to spend my time with a real person rather than a 2d image."
>>
>>34716773
He's a man who loves Japan just a little bit too much.
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>>34716773
"My brother need not worry, I still follow the path of the pure waifu."
>>
>>34716773
this
>>34716831
>>
>>34716773

If this:
>>34716824

Gets picked, us this:
>>34716889

to explain with.
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>>34716946
Fuck, wrong wrong initial quote. Meant if THIS:
>>34716831

gets picked.
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>>34716831
>>34716850
>>34716919
"It means my brother's even more of a weeb shit than I thought." I throw one of the cans by my door into his. A loud grunt emanates from his room as you step inside your own.

Oh god damnit, Claire's opened my laptop again. "Jesus Christ, you're not going to get it."

I flop down next to her and slap her hands from the keyboard. I turn the laptop so she can’t see the screen or keyboard. I type the password in a flurry and quickly shut all tabs, going to clear history.

“Yeah, cos I have no idea what you’re doing.” She mutters.

“Innocent until proven guilty, my dear.” She attempts to pull the screen back enough to peer over.

Emergency! Alt F4, bitch you ain’t nothin’. I hand it back to her.

Oh, sweet and salty Buddha, what have I done? She immediately reopens the browser and ctrl h’s history open. “Lesbian bukakke 17 huh? I wasn’t aware the first was such a smash hit to get so many sequels.” I snatch it back. “So much for innocent.”

>You love it
>Isn't 19 the one you were in?
>Don't judge me
>Other?
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>>34717023
way to stick to a first person perspective chuckles you fuck
>>
>>34717023
>Isn't 19 the one you were in?
>>
>>34717023
>You love it
>>
>>34717023
>>You love it
>>
>>34717023
>You love it. Besides, weren't you in #19?
>>
>>34717023
>>Isn't 19 the one you were in?
>>
>>34717023
>Isn't 19 the one you were in?
>>
>>34717023
How... How can Lesbians Bukake... that's not how it works..

>Other
We... had no time to watch porn at all. We got home last night and cleared our history went to bed woke up and went out with her. Clearly This is Mikes doing.
>>
>>34717023
>>34717061
This.
>>
>>34717023
>Other
"I watch them for the story and the bad acting. They're actually pretty ridiculous. We could watch it together, I guarantee you'll be on the floor laughing by the end."
>>
I gotta go to sleep but lemme say I thoroughly enjoyed reading this. Your technical writing could use improvement OP, it's kinda repetitive, but the characters are great.

It is kinda railroady (tho we're all going along with it), one thing I would suggest for future quests (vs just writing) is more meaningful options.

Folks should archive this so I can finish tomorrow.
>>
>>34717023
>Isn't 19 the one you were in?
>>
>>34717075
a bunch of dudes jerking it on 2 girls having lesbian relations likely
>>
>>34717075
that is a good point
>>
>>34717125
Well if there is one place I can expect porn experts. It's 4chan.
>>
>>34717023
>Isn't 19 the one you were in?

Besides,

"I watch them for the story."

Kinda like, >>34717079
but less desperate sounding.
>>
>>34717023
>>34717075
This.
>>
>>34717075
implying porn titles makes sense
>>34717093
>>34717071
>>34717063
>>34717045
"Weren't you in number 19?" I ask, giving her my shittiest of shit eating grins.

"Harhardehar." She replied, dead arming me.

The lights flicker red for a second, and the familiar sound of armouring sliding around the house comes.

"Two in two days? Jesus, remind me to blame Sheen on Monday, tell him to stop being a pussy!" The mechanised sound of stomping robot feet trills past the window.

"Whatevs, whattaya wanna do for the rest of the night?" Claire asks, as I wipe the history, never know if someone else'll come through.

>Fighting games
>Racing games
>FPS
>Dumb youtube videos
>Find that murder mystery kids blog
>>
>>34717189
>Mutual masturbation

She gets off to lesbians, right?
>>
>>34717189
>FPS
then
>>Find that murder mystery kids blog
>>
>>34717189
>fighting games.

We can't beat her in real life but on a consol anything is possible!
>>
>>34717189
>Strip Fighting games
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>>34717189
>>34717210
At least suggest it, and play it as a joke if it's taken badly.
>>
>>34717189
>Racing games
>>
>>34717223
I like his style
>>
>>34717189
>Find that murder mystery kids blog

I can smell a plot hook! Also, make fun of his dumbass.
>>
>>34717189
>Find that murder mystery kids blog and mercilessly troll him
>>
>>34717245
Not like her dad will be the latest corpse.
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>>34717280
2spookyforme.
>>
>>34717218
>>34717223
>>34717238
"Alright, heres an idea, let's play Strip Marvel, each loss you have to remove an article of clothing."

She considers this for a second, "Hmmm, you got a deal."

Heh, she's never even played Marvel, only MK back before the arcade shut down, and I rekt her shit every match.

I load up, picking Sentinel, Wolverine and Dante, gonna wreck shit.

"Ooooh, a puppy! Amat- Amy! Yeah! Oooh Phoenix Wright, like the OBJECTION guy? And uhhhh Iron Man, he's cool."

She figured out how to do Phoenix's super mode.

I'm now sitting in just my boxers, having one victory to my name, causing her to ditch her shoes. Cheating bitch.

>Go again, I can win this (Roll a d100, best of three)
>Fuck it lets.... (insert activity here)
>>
Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>34717377
>>Go again, I can win this (Roll a d100, best of three)
>>
Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>34717377
>>Go again, I can win this (Roll a d100, best of three)
>>
>>34717381
wow
>>
>>34717381
Wrenloft you fuck
>>
Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>34717377
>>
Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>34717377
>Go again, I can win this (Roll a d100, best of three)
>>
>>34717377
Marvel you have good taste sir.
>>34717381
WRENLOFT YOU WERE THE CHOSEN ONE PEOPLE INVOKE YOUR NAME FOR 20s I'VE SEEN IT WORK MANY TIMES
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>>34717402
Oh thank you based dice god
>>
>>34717377
We got this
>Go again I can win this.

Is... is that a 1? Well shit when we lose well just accuse her of only wanting us for our body.
>>
>>34717381
Welp, Wrenloft curse strikes again. Stupid namefags and their eventual themes. You tempt the dice gods
>>
>>34717381
from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee
>>
>>34717388
This is roll under right?
>>
>>34717508
Is it? Should we be thanking him for his dice prowess?
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>>34717377
>losing
>with sentinel
Jesus, we suck at fightans
>>
>>34717402
She beasts my Sentinel down completely, but I recover by tagging in Doom and Vergil, bitch is going down.

She nervously tugs her tank top off, exposing her small chest, neat round mounds, with pink, pink nipples. Mmmmmmm. Another dead arm, "Stop staring asshole." I legitimately try to, but a giant crash outside sets them ever so slightly jiggling.

>Clutch out one more match (d100
>Actually,lets....
>>
Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>34717540
>>Clutch out one more match (d100
>>
>>34717519
I hope. No dice rules were posted other "best of three", so we can only hope Chuckles is a kind and merciful QM.
>>
Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>34717540
>>Clutch out one more match (d100
>>
Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>34717540
Clutch out one more match
>>
Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>34717540
>Clutch out one more match
>>
>>34717554
Holy shit. Wrenloft goes hard when its clutch time
>>
Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>34717540
>lutch out one more match (d100
>>
Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>34717540
I always roll low so lets do this!
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>>34717540
I guess there's no nat 1s in this quest.
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>>34717576
Always does.
>>
>>34717554
DAMN YOU AND YOUR SUCCESS AND THEN SUDDEN FAILURE!
>>
>>34717595
It's the other way around
>>
>>34717613
Oh... well then DAMN YOU AND YOUR FAILURE AND THEN SUDDEN SUCCESS
>>
>>34717554
Sentinel ain't working, time to bring out the real cheap shit.

Akuma practically perfects her entire team. Claire blushes as you turn to her, shit eating grin so wide it practically stretches out into the hall.

"Take em off then. You lost fair and square."

She grumbles as she stands, tugging her spats down and kicking them away, covering herself with her hand, "I don't wanna play anymore." Not particularly good sportsmanship, but not against the rules.

>How bout I get naked too?
>Well too bad
>Alright, let's....
>>
>>34717674
>How bout I get naked too?
and once we're done joking
>>Alright, let's....
the mystery stuff.
>>
>>34717674
>alright, let's... Creepy hobo blog?
Also totally feel free to get dressed..
>>
>>34717674
>>Alright, let's....
Watch porn
>>
>>34717674
Racist mystery, I guess
>>
>>34717696
Ill second the Wrenloft.
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>>34717674
>>34717696
Sure.
>>
>>34717674
>>34717696
Joke, ease things up, let her put her clothes back on, mystery murder stuff
>>
>>34717674
Wrenloft is chosen.

>>34717696
I support his action
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>>34717743
this
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>>34717696
I can get downn with this
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>>34717696
>>34717716
>>34717741
>>34717752
>>34717754
I pull my own boxes off to help ease the tension, not that it seems to help her much. Certainly eased my tension though. Dick jokes.

"Well that's done. Let's check out that dumb bitches murderblog." I turn my back adn Claire immediately dives under the blankets, wrapping them to herself.

I hop under too, fucking idiot thinks he made the page private, like it's a diary he can write in.

"Pfft, listen to this one, 'It's all so hard, I spent three hours crying today, after I saw Jasper's sister in the hallway, SHE WAS SO BEAUTIFUL IN HER EVERLASTING SADNESS.' God he's worse than Nej with this shit."

Claire points out another line further down, "I can't even, I literally can Not FSHJASJSJKJ! It’s all so much, after I got home from school today, hearing people talk about it at lunch, all I could do was cry’."

We laugh until our stomachs hurt at that, "We're going to hell for laughing about this, y'know?" She points out, "Especially the part where we don't tell the police about him."

I shrug, "Not our problem. Besides this doesn’t even rank on our list of reasons for burning by this point.” She nods in concession of my point.

We while away a few hours reading his over emotional writing in silly voices. She’s scarily good at a Mickey Mouse impression. Shit was dark.

Around 11pm, she declares it bedtime. "Can we get redressed now?"

>What do?
>>
>>34717902
>"Sure. By the way, is it true that girls can switch from lesbian to hetero at will?"

By the way, we should report that dude to the police. Since we're background characters, we're first to go if he starts school shootings
>>
>>34717902
Sleeping naked is more comfortable anyway.
>>
>>34717902
get redressed.

Rock paper scissors to determine who gets the bed
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>>34717902
"Sure, I guess. If the battle doesn't calm down, you gonna sleep here? Because just as a warning, Im not sleeping on the couch again. Make of that what you will."

>>34717933
That is a very salient point.
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>>34717933
Seconding the report action
>>
>>34717902
"Not afraid to beat up guys but, afraid of me seeing that masterpiece your working on?"
>>
>>34717902
>>34717950
this
>>
>>34717902
>What do?
"Why bother? It's not like we're going to be staring at each other once the lights are out."
>>
>>34717950
>>34717992
"Sure, I guess. If the battle doesn't calm down, you gonna sleep here? Because just as a warning, Im not sleeping on the couch again. Make of that what you will."

She rolls off the far side of the bed, using it as cover to grab her clothes and pull them on. I redress in full view of the room.

She stares from me to the bed and back again, before she tackles me onto the bed, creating a painfully loud squeak in the process, I'm acutely where of soft bits pressing into me.

Ooooh boy. Nope. There is a tiny pirate captain on the deck of my mind, screaming “Belay those orders, damn ye.” The message arrives, just in time, the sails are only raised to quarter mast.

I quickly roll her off of me, but now she’s determined to start a tickling fight. “I thought you were tired.” I complain, barely keeping her at bay with an arm placed on her stomach, abs insanely tighter than mine heave in giggles.

“And now I’m not.” Her hand finds its way into a sweet spot at the base of my neck, I scrunch down on it with my chin, she continues “I was just done reading his bullshit.” I manage to pin her other arm to the mattress, she doesn't seem to be fighting back. Then she fucking licks me! I headbutt her as she retreats. “Ah! Dick!” she pulls the hand under my chin free and rubs the red spot forming on her forehead. “Alright grumpy fuck, I’ll go to sleep then.” I let go of her other hand.
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>>34718124

I roll back over and go to dig a sleeping bag out of the wardrobe. Before I'm off the bed she yanks me back by the collar. “Too much effort. That and your couch is hard as shit.” She worms her legs back under the blankets. “I’m sleeping up here. You owe me for stopping your impending shit wrecking.”

“Fine.” I flick the bedside lamp off, plunging the room into darkness and roll back over to face her. She’s fully nestled under my blankets now. “Hey guess what?” I ask sliding a hand towards her.

"Mm?"

>Nothing
>Hold her hand
>Grope
>More tickling
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>>34718133
>>Grope
>>
>>34718133
Hug
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>>34718133
>Hold her hand

"Man, I fucking hate giant robot fights."
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>>34718133
nothing
hold hands
tickling
groping

in this order
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>>34718133
>Hold her hand
"Man, Im starting to fucking love giant robot fights"
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>>34718133
>>Hold her hand
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>>34718133
This is all very romantic but also not at all
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>>34718133
>Nothing
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>>34718133
>>34718154

This.
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>>34718133
>>N-nothing
>>
Test
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>>34718133
hold her hand

"Man, I fucking hate giant robot fights."
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>>34718155
>>34718154
>>34718147
I slide my palm over hers, "Y'know, these giant robot fights... they ain't so bad."

I can hear the soft crackling sound of her mouth opening, "Shut up and go to sleep."

She makes no move to take her hand out of mine.

_____________

The next monday of school goes by predictably.

Claire and I walk to school together, unresolved sexual tension leaving a silence between us.

I remember I'm getting a new teacher, “Here’s hoping the new teacher ignores me like the last one. Oh god, what if he wants to ‘unlock my inner potential’.” We reach the school entrance and head towards the hall with our classrooms.

“Sounds like the start of a porno.” She comments, shoes squeaking on the dried on dust covering the cheap linoleum.

“Mm. You're funny.”

The new teacher is apparently some wannabe psychologist uni graduate, but he’s apparently decided that I wasn’t important enough to focus on and is instead trying to communicate with the delinquent kids who take up the back row, ‘really get on their level and... get to know them y’know?’ Maybe show them how fun learning can actually be.

He won’t last a week by my bet.

After school, I overhear field hockey team tryouts are being recalled.

>Go support Clair
>Pick up chicks with low self esteem at art club
>Whatever, I'm going home
>Other
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>>34718354
>Pick up chicks with low self esteem at art club
There's no way this could go wrong
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>>34718354
>Go support Clair
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>>34718354
>>Go support Clair
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>>34718354
>Go support Clair
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>>34718354
>>Go support Clair
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>>34718354
>Go support Claire
Why the hell not. Seeing her hit other people may even be fun.
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>>34718354
>Go support Clair

Might as well. She does appears to be our only friend and most of the reason we don't get our shit kicked in on a daily basis. Mutual codependence for the win.
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>>34718373
>Pick up chicks with low self esteem at art club
I want this but I don't think 5 votes can be overcome, still
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>>34718354
>Go support Clair
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>>34718354
>Go support Clair
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>>34718374
>>34718380
>>34718381
>>34718382
>making nigh unresolvable sexual tension even worse

>Go tell Sheen or whatshisname that he's doing a shit job
>then report the crybaby to the police
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>>34718354
>Pick up chicks with low self esteem at art club
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>>34718398
>Mutual codependence for the win
She barely depends on us though
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>>34718408
She's the only thing standing between us and the meatheads, so no
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>>34718426
She'd have probably killed herself without us, to be honest
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>>34718434
Kinda what I was thinking. Or worse, turned into a goth.
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>>34718354
>Support Claire
She's our only friend and we'd probably just end up making those girls feel worse.
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>>34718455
Worse than death.
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>>34718408
How do you think you get though tension like that? Slowly "forcing" the issue.
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>>34718408
Avoiding issues and pandering is MC tear shit.
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>>34718354
oh yea we should also remember to report that guy to the police so he doesn't end up killing us
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>>34718552
How about no?
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>>34718408
>>34718552
Samefag your ideas are shit.
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>>34718527
That and gradually becoming more used to physical and emotional intimacy.
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>>34718354
I hang around the soccer field, bored. Clouds are building up pretty heavily, looks like they might cancel it, but Claire doesn’t message me anything so I stick around for another 20 minutes after class let out, laying down in the grass.

It occurs to me I didn't actually hear what time it started, maybe it was at half past? Might as well wait the extra ten minutes to see if anyone shows up.

I get comfy on the soft, unmown lawn.

I lose track of time.

I get kicked in the shoulder lightly. Claire. No one else. The Sky is the colour of dull iron, about to start pouring. It’s been over an hour since school let out as I check my phone.

“I’ve been looking all over for you dipshit.” I refrain from mentioning how obvious a place to check this is. “Tryouts’re cancelled cos of the weather. And that thing.” Speak of the devil.

Fat drops start falling. In the far distance it looks like some giant water elemental monster is rising out of the cafe district, looks like someone glued an octopus to a weightlifter in a gimp suits via the neck, then made it the size of a high rise block. “That’s probably the cause of the rain.” She sighed, offhandedly gesturing with her chin while offering her hand to help me up.

I struggle up to my feet, we’re quickly getting drenched. The monster’s turning around looks like wuss boy Sheen has been sent to deal with this, as his bright purple robot can be seen running up to deal with it. “Well you know the drill, we should probably get inside.” We shuffle into the cover of the library, dripping violently, as armour plating shifts over the school. The librarians seem to have already left.

>What do
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>>34718604
Indeed sir.
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>>34718354
>Go support Clair
"Go put that puck in the place it should be! You use a puck, not a ball in field hockey, right?"
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>>34718611
go to the librarian's desk and try using their computer
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>>34718611
if it's getting cold, huddle.

also, if clothes are wet, try and find a way for them to dry out.
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>>34718611
Wring out clothes, create sexual tension
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Why do these kinds of quests where you start with a girlbro always end up with fucking them (no way is it not happening eventually the way things are going)? It'd be way more interesting if we actually were just bros and went for other chicks.
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>>34718611
deal with wet clothes. Try to find a change of clothing.
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>>34718611
>another giant robot fight
Jesus, is that three in three days? Is there a season for these sorts of things?
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>>34718611
this
>>34718657
>>34718649
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>>34718611
"Crap. You know the school is probably going to come collapsing around our heads before this is over. So, got any regrets? I regret never telling that pussy Sheen how much I hated him."
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>>34718611
Get inside.
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>>34718673
blame everyone who votes for it
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>>34718673
Because we're so socially awkward there's no way we could get another chick.

Chuckles is making it a lot harder to win the girl here than he usually does though. This is nothing like Spoiled Prince, I like it. That doesn't mean I want less leewd in Pokemang though
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>>34718673
because cyoa authors tend to cave to the majority and the majority likes tomboys
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>>34718688
Page 10 BTW.
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>>34718611
>lolbooks
>get on the library computer
>get past shitty school block
>obligatory pornsite visit
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>>34718698
I'd still prefer getting single in this case. It's not like they have any other friends.
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>>34718649
>>34718677
>>34718726
I lead her towards the librarians desk, surprised she isn't physically repelled by all the books stored here.

The idiot librarian even left herself logged in. Welp, only one thing to do, staff accounts don't trigger the schools Net Nanny system. A loud slam comes from the armour plating overhead. Sounds like somethings being beaten against the schools defence

>Read that faggot's blog
>Porn
>Other?
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>>34718778
>>Read that faggot's blog
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>>34718778
>Other?
See if you can fuck with the school website and add le funneh may mays
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>>34718778
>>Porn
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>>34718778
>>Porn
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>>34718778
>Other
Check the weather.
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>>34718778
>other
See if we can get a live feed of how sheen is fucking up
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>>34718778
Set the screensaver to a looping tentacle hentai gif.
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>>34718778
>Porn

If I am going to die locked in the fucking school library, I am sure as fuck not going out with a 2 day "backlog"."
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>>34718778
>porn
Don't just stream that shit, download and mass send to all staff emails
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>>34718778
this
>>34718809
>>
I open up several tabs of porn immediately, Claire slaps me on the arm. I just point up at the slamming noise, "Ya hear that? We're locked in this potential death trap, and if I'm gonna die, it ain't gonna be without 2 days of backup in me."

She just stares at me, hard, before mumbling something and moving to sit on the other side of the desk, slouching over it.

From where she sits, she can't see below your chest. "Whatever, do your business then, I won't judge. You disgusting animal."

You wink, setting the volume to maximum. The sound attracts her attention, you fling the screen around for her to read the title, "Lesbian Bukkake 18. Really?"

>Wanna join in
>Don't judge me
>Other?
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>>34718912
>Don't judge me
>Wanna join in
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>>34718912
>"You want me to watch the one with you in it instead?"
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>>34718912
>Don't judge me
>Wanna join in
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>>34718912
>>Other?
ok, stop messing around and ask what she wants to do with the comp
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>>34718912
>Wanna join in
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>>34718933
Have to agree with this there is a line and it's masturbating in a public library in front of our probably lesbian friend
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>>34718595
I hope I'm not too late to tell you to eat shit
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>>34718912
This >>34718933
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>>34718961
While I'd prefer it, I have a hard time believing she's lesbian at this point.

That said it's true this is not the time.
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>>34718912
>>34718919
Is me.

changing to >>34718933
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>>34718933

>>34718912

Sure, this works.
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>>34718978
Took you an awful long time to shop that, m8.
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>>34719007
>i'm gonna pull shit out of my ass to prove myself right
Yeah, whatever, kiddo
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>>34718912
wanna join in?
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>>34719007
Leaf is best pokegirl
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>>34718912
>Wanna join in
>>
>>34718912
Don't judge me
Wanna join in
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>>34719018
>>34719024
>>34718919
>>34718932
>>34718960
"Hey, I am a sexually liberated young person, and I will not be subjugated by the likes of you." I tell her pulling my jeans to my knees under the table. "You sure you don't wanna join in?"

She goes to say something, "Why don't you ju-" Another slam comes on the schools armour above us. With a sigh she looks back to the screen, "Fine."

She half stands from her chair and scoots her shorts down. I still can't get a good view, thanks to the table, but she angles herself back into the chair, placing her feet against the edge of the table.

Her arm starts moving in slow circles across the table, as both of us stare at the screen. She bites her lower lip, staring intently at the girl flesh before her.

The combination of the porn, the girl across you and my backup, leads to the most vivid, if short wank I've ever given myself, blasting ropy streams into the underside of the librarians desk, with an 'Oooouuuugh' of satisfaction.
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>>34719058
Across from me, Claire pleasures herself nervously, still checking over her shoulder every few seconds, she catches me staring, "Whattaya want dicksneeze?"

>To give you a hand
>For you to hurry up
>Other
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>>34719058
Wow. We actually did it. If I knew if would turn out so well, I would have suggested asking her if she wants to fug.
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>>34719075
>To give you a hand
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>>34719075
>to give you a hand
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>>34719075
>For you to hurry up.
>Do you need a hand?
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>>34719075
>>To give you a hand

good night
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>>34719075
>For you to hurry up. You need a hand or something?
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>>34719075
>To give you a hand

Oh the awkwardness will be a thing of beauty.

>>34719092
I kinda like this phrasing.
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>>34719075
>Other
>Nothing. Not like we can do anything until the refractory period is over.
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>>34719075
>To give you a hand
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>>34719058
>For you to hurry up. You need a hand or something?
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>>34719075
>Other
Ay gurl, lemme holla at chya
>>
"To give you a hand." I say innocently, waggling my still jizz stained fingers at her.

She pouts, "Why would I-" SLAMMMMM SLAM SLAAAAAM. "Alright, come over here then.... just.... don't make it weird ok?"

I smile, "I see no possible way it could be weird." I stand, cock still wobbling slightly as I run around behind her.

I place my hands on the back of her chair from behind, uhhhhh, I look to the video for advice. The central woman is getting her tit's squeezed from behind. Good start.

I grope her chest, but she slaps me away. "Not happening, just.... help me get this over and done with. I salute, "Yes ma'am." She turns her head to give me access to her womanhood, she gropes her own chest as she waves me on, "No fair!"

"Shut and diddle me, ya faggot." I set about pleasuring her, fingers only apparently. I circle around her clit for a good few minutes, testing out what felt good for her, repeating that.

Her cheeks are growing more flushed, her legs buck in and out a little. She cranes her neck back, she seems close.

>Stick a finger in her.
>Just diddle her
>Walk away now, it'll be funny
>Other
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>>34719230
>walk away now
Flustering time
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>>34719230

>>Other
Kiss
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>>34719230
>Diddle
>Stick in a finger
Not our fault if one finger goes a little deeper in the "heat of the moment".
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>>34719230
Other, Oral
>>
who thought she was actually going to be a trap?
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>>34719230
>Just diddle her
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>>34719268
I did
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>>34719268
But we never have good things. Can't blame us.
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>>34719268
I wouldn't put it past you, not after Hobbit rape.

>>34719230
Kiss her
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>>34719230
>Just diddle her and kiss her neck
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>>34719271
changing to
>>34719292
>>
>>34719230
>>34719292
>>
>>34719268
Not me
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>>34719247
>>34719291
hey you were the ones that voted for it
>>34719292
I grind her clit with my thumb as she repeats as she repeats "oh shit, oh fuck, oh shit." like a mantra. Kneeling upwards to kiss on her neck, "AHHH SHIITTT!" Her legs convulse and wrap around my torso, as run my mouth along her tanned neck.

When she returns to sentience, her head snaps up, finding me still kissing her, staring up into her eyes.

"I... thought I told you not to make it weird." She tells me, her breath hitching as a hit a sensitive spot on her neck.

>What say?
>>
>>34719230


>>34719292
If buy diddle, that means work the clit and the area between the labia majora and minora, I will support it.
>>
>>34719352
"You weren't complaining a minute ago"
>>
>>34719352
"Well weird doesn't feel bad, right?"
>>
>>34719352
> What can I say Instinct took over.
>>
>>34719379
this plus "I just really wanted to kiss you, and your neck was so inviting"
>>
>>34719394
support
>>
>>34719352
>MAXIMUM OVERTEASE MODE ENGAGE
>"You liked it."
>>
>>34719379
>>34719394
This
>>
>>34719379
>>34719394
>>34719413
"Well weird doesn't feel bad, right? I just really wanted to kiss you, and your neck is so inviting." I layer another kiss down on a sensitive, her breath hitching.

"That's not the poooint, owh. Stop." Her legs pull me further forward however, closer.

"Claire, come on. Ya gotta admit, it ain't bad."

"You're a jerk." She punches me in the shoulder, laying her hand against the back of my neck, pushing me into her neck still.

>What say
>>
>>34719451
"Alright, I'll stop kissing your neck if you want me to so badly"
>pull back
>look into her eyes
>kissu
>>
>>34719451
Bite her softly, hold her closely.
>>
We're on page 10, OP.
>>34719468
this
>>
>>34719476
This first
>>34719468
Then that
>>
>>34719489
I agree with this dude
>>
>>34719489
Agreed.
>>
>>34719489
Agreed.
>>
Ya know, if we end up fugging, it was probaly pretty good that we got that first load out of us ahead of time.
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>>34719549
When in doubt.
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>>34719549
Wise words Anon.

Chuck, you might want to make a new thread.
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>>34719489
I bite softly into her neck, "Ahhh~ha." Now that's a good sound, I wrap my arms around her back, struggling to pull myself against the arm on my neck.

I wait til she turns back to me, stare her dead in the eyes, and lean in again, planting a kiss directly on her lips, eliciting a "Mmmm" from her, as the porn clip finishes it's run time.

CRrrrrrRACK!

Sheen's robot's head is forced through the schools armour plating. It plows head first into the roof of the library.

The roof is caving in, rows of shelves are falling over and rainwater floods in from outside.

The collapse of the library's too fast to escape. Too late, I stare into Claire's eyes, throwing myself over the top of her.

"No idiot. Get down!"

She shoves me under the desk, shorts hanging off one ankle, she screams as a falling chunk of rubble, flies at her face, faster than she can get under with me.

She throws her hands up screaming
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>>34719564
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
>>
>>34719564
MOTHERFUCKER
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>>34719564
I shut my eyes, fearing the horrific sound this is going to make.

Nothing, just the sound of more rubble falling away, no SQUISH or SPLURT.

I crack my eyes open, she's holding the section of roof, larger than herself upwards.

"Holy shit!" She breathes, staring down at me. "I'm like a superhero or something." She throws it aside.

"No, we are not getting involved in dumb superhero shenanigans you here me? That is not what we do GOD DAMN IT!" She pulls me into another kiss, shoving her tongue in my mouth.

God.

Damn.

It.

END OF EPISODE 1 I guess
>>
>>34719616
>Episode 1
So much for one shot. When are you continuing?
>>
>>34719616
MOTHERFUCKER
>>
>>34719616
Well then. Claire just became an MC. We are now officially a background character in our own quest.

Fucking great fun Chuckles. I loved it.
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>>34719646
No, we're not a background character.

We're a love interest.
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>>34719629
yeah well i started to come up with ideas i liked for it

as for continuing this, not 100% sure, probably whenever I wrap Pokemang up

I'll announce whenever that is on my twitter presumably, so follow that if you wanna keep updated

and if you cant be fucked scrolling up for my twitter its @PokeMangQM
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>>34719670
Wrap up pokemang fast. Very fast.
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>>34719646
>LI
>being a background character
lel
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>>34719646
Supporting character at least now.
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>>34719616
What a twist! Awesome read I had fun thanks bro. Hope this gets continued, I think it'd be really cool to be the support char for a superhero.
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>>34719670
This started interesting but got boring, mostly by betraying the whole premise - we already got the girl and are, at WORST, an LI. I came here to play a background character, be humorously incompetent with ladies, suffer the inane plots of our not-so-friends and bro it up with Claire, instead I got a very slightly less shitty version of Fuck Quest, Whitney route version.
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>>34719670
>wrap Pokemang up
>tfw all good things must come to an end
Couldn't you slot this inbetween Pokemang episodes? The change of pace is nice. Plus I don't want to wait however long it'll take for Pokemang to finish to get another episode of this.

You're a God among Anons, Chuckles. And as usual, thanks for running.
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>>34719713
That's due to the transition between oneshot and continuous quest.
Continually being a background character isn't fun at all, for one thread it is
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>>34719719
I suppose I could try slotting it between pokemang, idk ill try testing it out

>>34719713
implying theres not still plenty of incompetency and fading into the background to come
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>>34719713
Fuck off back to fuck quest and get pegged.

It was the first episode we chose to get in tight with Clarie, now we can move on to the other shit.
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>>34719670
what >>34719677 said because this was awesome and I want more of it damn soon

alternatively why not alternate between the two?
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>>34719745
>>34719746
Going further than bros with Claire was a fucking shit decision and doomed this quest to be terrible, just like FQ degenerated into terribleness past the first thread or two.
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>>34719762
don't read next episode then?
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>>34719762
Stop being such a whiny asshole, goddamn.
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>>34719762
Sounds like you're just bitter you didn't get what you want wah wah leave then. Waifu wars ruin quests all the time, we got rid of the problem at the start now all thats left is wacky fun and shit.
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>>34719791
>implying chucks doesnt have a harem in the waiting
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>>34719791
>wanting to waifu anyone
Fucking disgusting. I should know /tg/ couldn't understand how to play a background character quest at all, anons were constantly trying to waifu/husbando people in Waifu Quest after all. Though I'm most disappointed Chuckles actually let us waifu the bro at all.
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>>34719816
We don't call him chuckles the butt tickler for no reason
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