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Though the main issue at hand has long since been resolved, the meeting with King Celestino's messenger drags on for much, much longer. Once we hit the second hour of this, I find myself discouraged from continuing to check my pocketwatch to see how much time has gone by.

All I can think of is how much I would rather be in town with Luciana and the others.

"...rianne."

I wonder how the Wilhelms' baby is doing...

"Marianne," Father taps me on the shoulder.
"Eh!?" I jump up in my seat. "What's the matter, Father?"
"Meeting's over," he says, smiling at me.
"...oh," I nod. "Well, er-" I turn to the messenger. "Thanks for your time."
"I think I'm the one who should really be saying that," the messenger replies with an embarrassed smile.

Yes, you really are.

With our goodbyes out of the way, Father and I leave the room first, passing by Sir Anatole as we head out into the hallway... has he been waiting out here this entire time?


>give him the bad news myself
>let Father handle it instead

>>34875644
>give him the bad news myself

We suggested him, it'd be unroyal of us to pass the responsibility of telling him to someone else.

HAHA PGQ TIEM!

>>34875644
>give him the bad news myself

>>34875644
>give him the bad news myself
Well, we made the call for him to head out, We should be the ones to tell him so.

>>34875644
>give him the bad news myself

>>34875644
>give him the bad news myself

>>34875644
>give him the bad news myself
I hope you like pasta and romantic confessions.

>writing

So, on a scale of 1/10, how dead is Sir Turkey?

>>34876397
99

>>34876397
Well considering he's standing right there I'd say 0.

>>34876397
Divide by zero.

>>34876397
2. He's only leaving so there's a gap in the line that Reinhold can fill.

"Sir Anatole?" I call out, turning to him.
"Huhwha!?" Flinching, Sir Anatole jumps backwards and ends up slamming the back of his head into the wall. I guess he fell asleep standing up.

While I definitely can't blame him, that's still a really bad habit to have.

"Oh-" he rubs where he hit his head. "Princess Marianne! Your Majesty! I see that your meeting's finally done with?"
"Yes, it is," I nod.
"And it looks like you were able to get some naptime in while you wait!" Father laughs as he playfully jabs Sir Anatole in the upper arm.
"Eheh... I was just zoning out for a bit, that's all," Sir Anatole replies, forcing a smile to try and mask just how much Father's punch hurts.

I really wish that he'd stop doing that kind of thing.


>[1/?]

>>34876397
Medium done, either he ends up being a redshirt or an evil dude and both paths equal death. One the other hand he could just show up and do some shit, then go back to the border hunting bandits.

>>34876695
Well, at least he'll die in his sleep then. I supposed that will mask the pain of being run through with a dozen swords somewhat.

>>34876695
I like this Anatole guy, can we keep him?

>>34876664
Are you saying that the "Sir Anatole's wife route" has just opened?

>>34876791
yeah

for Marie

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>>34876695

"So what's the news?" Sir Anatole asks. "Nothing huge, I hope."
"Er..." I place a hand to my forehead and try to muster up the courage to say what I need to say. "...it may seem so to you..."
"Hm? How so, Princess?"
"Well," I sigh, "King Celestino requested some assistance with the situation over in Marconetti, and I happened to volunteer you to be sent over there."

The look of surprise on Sir Anatole's face hits me like a punch to the stomach.

"Wow, Marianne," Father turns to me. "I was gonna tell him myself, you didn't have to do it."
"No, this is my responsibility as the one who suggested it in the first place," I reply.
"Uh... you're serious?" Sir Anatole asks.

>[2/?]

>>34877081
>"Uh... you're serious?"
I'm pretty sure the proper response is about how you're honored to serve and how you'd give anything to protect the crown but I suppose that works too.

>>34877081
Anatole knows he's dead now.

Poor guy.

>>34877081


"Yes," I nod.
"...oh wow," Sir Anatole laughs. "I'm back at the castle for like five minutes and I immediately get thrown back out to the wolves..."
"I know it sucks," Father says, "but this's important, and-"
"No, I know how is," he shakes his head. "Random assignments are part of my knightly duties. I'm just surprised, is all... usually I get to stick around long enough to piss someone off before I get shipped off to God-knows-where."

I feel so guilty right now.

"...but hey!" Sir Anatole shrugs. "maybe I'll catch the eye of some Marconetti noblewoman while I'm up there and finally get myself a wife!"
"You'd better invite us to the wedding if that happens!" Father laughs.
"Ugh, Father..." I sigh.

>[3/?]

>>34877081
>"Uh... you're serious?" Sir Anatole asks.
"No, I'm just messin' with ya boy."

C'mon Mari, say it.

>>34877370
>"Ugh, Father..." I sigh.
Shut up girl, he sure has done much better than you in this conversation.

>>34877370
>I feel so guilty right now.
Sheesh, good thing we're packing cakes.

>>34877657
We'll need more cakes if this man dies because of our suggestion.

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>>34877370
>[4/4]

After some more joking around, the messenger finishes up gathering up the documents he brought with him and exits the room into the hallway where we're talking. Since he'll apparently be leaving the country along with the messenger, Sir Anatole reintroduces himself to him and escorts him to Arnaud so that they can get some documents processed beforehand.

"Well that definitely ate up most of the day," Father says once the two men are out of earshot. "Sorry about that, Marianne."
"No," I shake my head. "This is part of my responsibilities as Princess..."
"Still though, I'm sure that you're hungry after all that waiting. What say we head down to the dining hall and get something to eat?"
"Eh?" I stare at him. "You mean, you'll actually be eating -with- me?"
"Well yeah," he shrugs. "Unless you're still mad at me?"


>yes, let's have something to eat
>I'd actually like to ______ first

>>34877719
>>I'd actually like to have sex first

>>34877758
A-Anon! How can you say such lewd things!?

>>34877793
Incest is wincest and aquaman is best dad, how could I not say such things?

>>34877719
>yes, let's have something to eat
I can't think of any reason why not, plus it's not like she could do anything without her Dad there anyway, she needs a bodyguard after all.

>>34877719
>Yes, let's have something to eat

>>34877719
>yes, let's have something to eat
What else?

>>34877816
I'm reminded of those early threads when some thought that Nicolette's secret was that she had a crush on Sir Gregory.

>>34877719
>yes, let's have something to eat
BTW, just where is Sylvie at now? I've lost track of her.

>>34877897
Yeah, that was actually intentional on my part.


>writing

>>34877719
>>yes, let's have something to eat

>>34877985
So you intentionally made Nicolette attracted to her father?
Have I ever mentioned you're the best author?

>>34877974
Crying herself into a coma since she realized that the one thing Reinhold promised wouldn't happen after he and Luci and Nico and Melon got together, is happening.

>>34878020
He intentionally made the players think Nico was attracted to her Dad.
Though if she actually was, I couldn't blame her, Greg is pretty great. Would be an incredibly awkward conversation for Rein to have with her though, if not only for the fear that he'd be eavesdropping from behind the wallpaper or something equally sneaky.

>>34878123
No Greg would most likely be hanging on the ceiling like some fucking spider

>>34878208
Nah, he'll be standing on the ceiling as if gravity was that direction, because MAGIC.

>>34878345
But gravity IS that direction because he glared it to.

>>34878208
>>34878345
Okay but would he be able to maintain his ceiling hanging once he heard Nico saying she wants his D?

>>34878367
Then I don't think Maid is being honest with us.

>>34878367
He'd probably say that's cute then 360 moonwalk out of there

>>34878471
>Seriously, Father is as bas as Reinhold is when it comes to turkey legs...
The universe itself conspires against Marianne to prevent "bad" and "turkey legs" from appearing in the same sentence.

"It's too tiring holding a grudge against you," I say, rolling my eyes.
"Haha, I knew you'd come around!" Father laughs. "Now let us go and fill our stomachs with turkey legs!"
"...of course it would be turkey legs," I sigh.
"What, you wanted something different?" he asks. "Because turkey legs was just a delicious suggestion, I'll be fine with whatever you wanted to eat instead."
"No, that's okay," I reply. "I know how much you love gorging yourself on those things..."

While I also think that they're tasty enough, I'm not particularly fond of eating the same thing all the time. Seriously, Father is as bad as Reinhold is when it comes to turkey legs...


>[1/2]

>>34878471
One word Arch
One word

>>34878547
>[2/2]

With that decided on, Father and I make our way towards the nearest stairwell. The frequency at which I've been able to actually eat dinner with my father has really been low as of late, so I'd much rather not waste any time in getting there if all possible.

...and just as I say that to myself, I hear a familiar voice...

"Mama says that you're really fast!" Elena's excited voice rings from down the hall. "But Emilio's really fast too, are you even faster than he is?"


>let's see what's going on over there
>not interested

>>34878588
>let's see what's going on over there

>>34878588
>let's see what's going on over there

>>34878588
>>let's see what's going on over there

>>34878588
>not interested

>>34878588
>let's see what's going on over there

>>34878588
>let's see what's going on over there

>>34878588
>let's see what's going on over there

>>34878588
>let's see what's going on over there
Time to bring the little scamp with us to dinner i guess?

>>34878588
>let's see what's going on over there
Why does Elena make everything so much better?

>writing

>>34878588
Who's really fast?

To pass the time until the next upsdate, is anyone interested in doing this questionnaire from the first of the anniversary marathon threads?

Best girl?
Worst girl?
When did you start reading PGW?
Best moment?
Who would you like to play as if not Rein?
Worst player decision?
One decision you'd like the change?
Fight/Duel you'd like to see most?
Scenario you want to happen in the story most?
VN when?
Rein gets a knighthood, what's his nickname?
Who were Rein's parents?
When will Marianne see Rein as a person?
Who's after Luci and her siblings?
What will Nico do after she's knighted?
Who will Sylvie chase when she gets over Rein?
What would Volker make of Rein now?
Where is Adrien and what would he make of Karel?
Would somebody just up and fuck Rana already?
Does Reya get Dragon Envy?
Where is Spinelle now? Will/How willRein run into her?
How will Citrine be as a Mother?
What will Marius' next big work be?
Will Elena ever get to be a swordie?
Has Takamaru picked up too many death flags?
How much can Vincent actually eat?
What would Greg have done to Rein if he upset Nico during her confession?
Will Monique waifu his sword?
Will Matthias get fluffy tails?
What would Niklaus do with unlimited resources?
What's up with Arnaud's sneak detection?
Will Rein ever learn to creep like Gerhard?
How much of Celestino's shadowruns are true?
How will Emilio react to Karel's secret?
What the fuck is wrong with Racquel? No, seirously.

>>34878940
I would but I filled it out during the marathon. My sleep pattern has just about been mended.

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"Huh, that sounds like Elena," Father says, turning to me.
"It does," I reply.
"Wanna go see what she's up to?" he asks.
"Might as well," I shrug.

I'm also interested in finding out who she's talking to. Maybe it's Rana? She -is- a dragon, and I assume that she would still be very fast even in her human form.

"Well I'd like to think that I could beat Emilio in a footrace," Sir Gregory laughs.

UGH.

"I -do- keep pretty fit, you know."
"Hmm..." Elena mumbles. "...are you faster than Uncle Thierri?"
"I'll have you know that I have NEVER lost a footrace with him back when we were younger," he boasts.
"Hey, I did win that one time!" Father calls out as we approach them.


>[1/?]

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>>34879142

Hm, so it's just the three of them- Sir Gregory, Elena and Reya serving as her bodyguard.

"Ooh, so you actually beat him once!?" Elena asks, excitedly bouncing up and down just like her pet rabbit.
"On the one occasion that he challenged me while I had a sprained ankle," Sir Gregory replies.
"Meh, excuses," Father scoffs. "A win's a win."
"As if you'd have any chance at beating me if you we were to try that today," he crosses his arms.
"Ooh, is this another challenge!?" Elena gasps.

Barely been talking for a minute and already they're acting all macho and stupid...

"What's this about a challenge?"

That booming voice and those heavy footsteps...


>[2/?]

>>34879312
Dad Footrace happening!
I didn't know I wanted this, now I don't want anything else.

>>34879312
VINCENT!!!!!

>>34879312
Oh shit, Vincent coming to show these fuckers like he showed them bears.

>>34879312
>[3/3]

"Good evening, Sir Vincent," I say with a long sigh as he approaches with his two younger daughters following closely behind. "Valerie and Racquel, good evening to you as well."
"Good evening, Princess!" Valerie waves at me.
"Evening, Princess," Sir Vincent nods. "So what's going on here?"
"They're just acting dumb as usual," I shake my head. "It's nothing worth wasting your time with."

I want to stop this foolishness before it can spread, but I know that I'm most likely too late.

"Uncle Gregory and Uncle Thierri are talkin' about who'd win in a footrace!" Elena says excitedly.
"Oh?" Sir Vincent laughs.
"Daddy would beat both of them," Racquel boasts. "He's a lot faster than he looks. Once, Mommy was standing on a chair so she could get a book off of a high shelf and she lost her balance but Daddy was able to run from waaaay across the room and catch her without any problem!"
"...is that so?" Sir Gregory says with a smirk.


>no no no there will be no racing here
>give up, it's not like they'd listen to me anyways

>>34879482
>>no no no there will be no racing here
No way for a king or his knights to behave.

>>34879482
>no no no there will be no racing here

>>34879482
>give up, it's not like they'd listen to me anyways

>>34879482
>no no no there will be no racing here

>>34879482
>>give up, it's not like they'd listen to me anyways

>>34879482
>give up, it's not like they'd listen to me anyways

>writing

>>34879482
>>give up, it's not like they'd listen to me anyways

>>34879482
>no no no there will be no racing here

I though this was a monarchy but suddenly everyone has decided they were fit to run against the King.

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Oh no.

Oh no no no no no no.

"You can't honestly be considering..." I groan.
"Considering what?" Sir Gregory asks.

UGH.

He's just trying to get -me- to say it first, then he'll be able to tease me by claiming that it was my idea to begin with. But I'm not about to fall into his stupid plot.

"...nothing," I sigh. "Do -whatever- you want, I give up."
"Still dunno what you're talking about, Marianne," Sir Gregory replies.
"Ooh ooh ooh!" Elena starts bouncing again. "I know!"

Please, Elena. Don't encourage them.


>[1/?]

>>34879910

Now I understand why Reinhold doesn't get on her nerves too much.

>>34879910
Poor Marie, having to deal with all these children around her.

I wonder if we'll see Sylvie again one day.

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>>34879910


"Maybe you guys can, umm... have a footrace here in the castle!" Elena exclaims. "And then we can see who's the fastest once and for all!"
"Oh?" Gregory turns to Sir Vincent with a wide grin on his face. "My adorable niece has a pretty good idea there, don't you think so?"
"Heh, might be fun," Sir Vincent laughs.

Racquel looks like she's really exited right now, while her older sister seems to be every bit as embarrassed as I am right now.

"This hallway's a bit narrow to be doing that," Father says, crossing his arms.
"...Father!?" I stare at him.

Oh my God, he's actually the voice of reason in this situation!

"Maybe we should take this to the hallway by the front gate," Father says. "There should be plenty of room to maneuver around over there."

I want to scream.

>[2/?]

test

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>>34880094

>>34880095

With everyone agreeing that Father's suggestion to relocate this stupid race is an absolutely WONDERFUL idea, I end up finding myself dragged along with the others as we head to the hallway bordering the front gate of the castle.

"Yeah, this is definitely enough space," Sir Gregory nods as he looks the place over.
"So are you two ready to go?" Sir Vincent asks.
"Hmm..." he glances at Elena. "How about we make this interesting?"
"Huh?" Elena looks up at him.

>[3/?]

>>34880401

I thought Arnaud was the one who wanted to bet on everything.

>>34880401

Without warning, Sir Gregory scoops Elena up and places her on his shoulder.

"U- Uncle Gregory!?" Elena gasps.
"Don't worry, I've got you," Sir Gregory says.
"...what are you going?" I ask.
"I thought that it'd be fun if we made this a team race," he replies. "Me and Elena, Vincent and one of his girls, and you and Thierri."
"ABSOLUTELY NOT."

There is absolutely no way that I would EVER agree to do something so embarrassing. -Maybe- if I was still Elena's age, but I'm old enough to get married and just- NO.

"C'mon, Marianne, it'll be fun!" Father laughs.

I want to hit him. I want to hit all of them.


>[4/?]

>>34880507
>Emilio steps up out of nowhere and bravely take her place

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>>34880507
>but I'm old enough to get married

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>>34880507

"What about you two?" Sir Vincent asks his daughters. "you wanna go double shoulder race?"
"Er..." Valerie laughs nervously, "...I don't think that it'd be a good idea for -both- of us to ride on your shoulders if you're going to be racing. It'll be hard to balance, and I don't want to fall."
"Ha, that just means that there'll be more room for me!" Racquel brags as her father helps her up on his shoulder.
"But you -are- gonna cheer for the two of us, right?" he asks.
"O- of course!" she stammers.

I'd be lying if I tried to claim that I didn't find this scene to be cute, but still.

"Well?" Father turns to me.
"No," I reply.
"But everyone's doing it!"
"Absolutely not."
"C'mon, I'll just end up looking like a jerk if I raced them without a partner."
"Then ask Valerie to do it."
"That's not the same..." he sighs.
"Then don't race at all."

So stupid.

>[5/?]

>>34880631

One day Marianne will have a kid and Thierri will race with them everyday.

>>34880597
Ah, poor Reinhold. What could have been. And Thierri likes him too.

>>34880654

We should have played as a pack of seven orphans to marry all the waifus.

>Reinhold
>Reynald
>Renauld
>Reinhilda the Trap
>Reinhander
>Reinschweiker
>and Chris

>>34880654
There's always the VN.

>>34880704
>and Chris
Is Chris a dick? I feel like he would be a dick.

>>34880730

You know Marianne route is going to be the one that requires two guides and three flowcharts to get onto, and has a dozen Bad Ends.

>>34880704

Poor Sylvie. She would still be stuck with Chris

>>34880631
>[6/6]

"I knew that you were still mad at me..." Father sighs. "Hey Gregory! Vincent! You guys go ahead and race without me!"
"What, Marianne isn't cooperating?" Sir Gregory asks.
"Of course I'm not going to participate in this," I reply, rolling my eyes. "Just being forced to be a spectator is bad enough."
"Oh well, your loss."

The only thing to be lost in this situation is dignity.

"I guess it's just you and me then," Sir Gregory says, turning to Sir Vincent.
"Don't you mean 'us?'" Elena pouts.
"Sorry, Elena," he laughs.
"Daddy's gonna win this, Elena!" Racquel brags.
"Yeah right, Uncle Gregory's the best!" Elena boasts right back.

The only good thing to have come from this is getting the chance to see Racquel acting her age for once.

"So... who do you think'll win?" Father asks, nudging me with his elbow.
"You don't honestly expect me to..." I cover my face with a hand.
"C'mon, at least play along with this!" he pleads.


>sir vincent will win
>sir gregory will win
>I refuse to get involved in this at all

>>34880791
>>I refuse to get involved in this at all

>>34880761
If he pulls something on the level of Kagetsu Tohya for Marianne I wouldn't even be mad at him.

>>34880791
>I refuse to get involved in this at all

>>34880730
Is that still on? Awesome. I thought it was canned. This is good news.

>>34880791
>I refuse to get involved in this at all

>>34880791
>I refuse to get involved in this at all

>>34880832
I hope so, its all up to arch though

>>34880791
>sir vincent will win

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>>34880631
O she mad

http://strawpoll.me/2573102

>>34880832
>>34880863
It's still on.


>writing

>>34880965
Any plans for after stories?

>>34880978
What do you mean by that?

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>>34880983
Well, post route epilogues I guess?
Or just life down the line.

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"No," I shake my head. "I'm not getting involved with this at all."
"C'mon..." Father pleads.

Unmoved by his pleading, I shut him down entirely. I said that I wasn't getting involved in this stupidity, and I meant it.

"Hey Elena!" Racquel calls out. "Wanna make a bet on who wins?"
"What's the point," Elena replies. "Uncle Gregory's gonna win anyways."
"Then why don't you put your money where your mouth is?" she taunts. "If I win, I want Reya for an entire day!"
"Umm, please don't involve me in this..." Reya says, nervously laughing on the sidelines.
"C'mon, it's only for one day!" she pouts. "It's not fair that Sylvie gets to play with Rana while I don't get anything!"


>[1/?]

>>34881064

This kid is something.

>>34881015
Ah.

Yeah, I have a short epilogue thing already worked out in my mind for maybe half of the girls at this point.

>>34881064
LOL, go Raquel

>>34881132

Decided on the kids' names already, arch?

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>>34881064
>[2/2]

So that's where Sylvie is right now?

"Don't be a brat, Racquel," Sir Vincent says to his daughter.
"Uu..." Racquel mumbles. "Okay, then I just want a hug from him if we win. That's fair, right?"
"Er, as long as you don't try anything weird," Reya replies with an extremely uneasy expression. "I don't feel like getting murdered by your father today."
"Huh?" Sir Vincent turns to him. "Why would I do that?"

I'm staying out of this...

"That's fine I guess," Elebna shrugs, "but you don't have anything that I'd want in return. And Uncle Guillaume told me that you only bet when you have something to gain."
"C'mooooooon~" Racquel groans.
"Sorry, Racquel!" Sir Gregory laughs. "But Elena does have a point, you know."
"Ugh..." she sighs. "Fine, I'll get my hug some other way."

Though she seems to have admitted defeat in her quest to sexually harass Reya, it doesn't look like Racquel's ready to give up the race itself. All fired up, she holds on tight as both of the Knights take position by the eastern wall.

"Wanna officiate at the VERY least?" Father asks.
"What do you think?" I reply.
"Fine," he sighs. "Gregory, Vincent, and your adorable riders!" he calls out. "Are you ready!?"
"Whenever you are," Sir Gregory replies.
"Always," Sir Vincent nods.
"Okay then! You start at the count of three, and the first one to make it to the far end of the hallway wins!"

I can't believe that this is actually happening.

"One..." Father holds up a finger. "Two... THREE!"

With that, both of them start down the hall as fast as they can.

I know it's a shorter thread than usual, but I have class in the afternoon so I'm going to have to end the thread here.

Though I'd hoped to get back to the Reinhold in this thread, it was still fun getting to goof around with Thierri and the others. And yes, this is the kind of thing that Marianne dealt with very frequently before the quest began.

The next thread will be on Monday night, with another Princess Guard.


And now I take questions.

>>34881237

Will we get a third Marianne interlude or is the issue of the race gonna be a surprise for the Reincrew when they come back?

>>34881132
That sounds pretty sweet, keep on trucking Arch, we believe in you.

>>34881237
ELEBNA

>>34881266
What's your favourite VN?

>>34881266

Cheers.

how did Emilio get so fast anyway?

>>34881266
It's over already! Noooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!
Thanks arch

>>34881266
Thread was kind slow today huh

anyway thanks arch

Whos gonna win the race?

>>34881266

How deep in DESPAIR is Sylvie now?

>heated race.
>Both sides incredibly close.
>Start using magic and dirty tricks.
>Greg is trailing behind after Vincent pulls a fast one.
>Elena starts using script.
Elena, what are yo-
>REEEEEDDDDDD MEEEEETEEEOOORO.
>Gregory and elena ends up miles from the castle at the country's border thanks to crash landing with shade guard on.

>>34881268
>Will we get a third Marianne interlude or is the issue of the race gonna be a surprise for the Reincrew when they come back?
The next thread will be a return to Reinhold's POV.

>>34881291
>What's your favourite VN?
I honestly don't know.

>>34881293
>how did Emilio get so fast anyway?
He just grew that way.

>>34881306
>Whos gonna win the race?
To be determined.

>>34881320
>How deep in DESPAIR is Sylvie now?
While all this goofiness is going on, Sylvie's busy working out back at home. Rana's over there as her "training partner" but is mostly just ogling Sylvie as she does her thing.


And now I sleep. Thanks for playing!
For further questioning:
http://ask.fm/Maou_Zenigame

Thanks for the thread Arch.

On a related note, I'm still working my way through the archives(up to thread 115) and dear god...how you managed to deal with that many idiots being that mad is beyond me, and I have a whole nother level of respect for you from having kept going after all that.