“Why don’t I put one here, by this building?”

“Oh, that’s good!” she says, and then she takes over the control position. Another pixilated explosion, and now the pixilated army is after your pixilated ass.

“You lost?” she pouts. “Let’s play again!”

The two of you are not very quiet, and garner annoyed looks from some of the patrons but otherwise no one does a thing. There are two odd people, however – one man (with thick, fake looking eyebrows like seaweed) is at a table to your left and his sight is set very directly on you, Iori, and the second guy, a teen with a hat hiding his eyes (who is looking towards the same man). The hat has an emblem with the words UC.

A barista looks your way angrily, and walks over.

“Order something or get out.” He says.

>Order something, continue playing
>Head somewhere else

>>36235121
>Order something, continue playing

>>36235121
>Head somewhere else

>>36235121
>Head somewhere else
we got creepers watching us Iori. (never knew I would be on the other side of that one.)

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>>36235529
>>36235229

You stick your hands in your pockets and realize that you had forgotten to bring money with you. Not the smartest idea when you head out, but leaving your home is new to you – when you were a full NEET you barely left your computer chair, let alone your apartment. Sure, you could let Iori pay but embarrassing yourself in public isn’t something you’d like to do right now.

“Fine, fine. C-come on Iori. We should go.”

Iori shrugs and grabs her phone, continuing to play as you two walk down the road towards the park. She’s very interested, you can see, now “marking” a populated area.

“You’re way into that, aren’t you.” You say.

She just giggles. “It’s so addicting! And the more points you get, the better equipment you can buy. I just wanna get it all!”

You just smile in response, remembering when you first found MMOs. To say you were addicted would be an understatement.

Still, something feels off. Odd. And you find it after a cursory glance behind you reveals not only the eyebrow guy, but the guy with the hat behind him, with both trailing you and Iori. They must’ve left when you did.

“Don’t look now, but I think we’re being followed.” You whisper to her.

“F-followed?”

“Act natural. That's what they'd say in movies.”

“OH COOL.” She yells, play-acting. “I JUST PLACED THIS BOMB AND GOT TONS OF POINTS.”

Out of the corner of your eye you see Eyebrows whisper into his collar, and then all hell breaks loose.

First comes the black van speeding down the street, right towards you, and then a red sports car racing that. You pull Iori out of the way and she drags you into an alley you see beside you. Christ, what could it be now?

>Hide as best as you can in the alley
>Leave for new cover
>Write in

>>36235849
>Leave for new cover
RUN AWAY, RUN AWAY

>>36235849
>Hide as best as you can in the alley

>>36235849
>Leave for new cover

>>36235883
Xam'd intensifies

>>36235849
>Leave for new cover

>>36235924
I was thinking more along the lines of TheDarkId

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>>36236023
>TheDarkId
That didn't even cross my mind, actually. Shinji did first. "I mustn't run away!" and all

>>36235849
>>Leave for new cover

>>36236060
Yeah I don't even know what xam refers to.

>>36235883
>>36235921
>>36235925

The cars whiz past and then begin to turn around, and you yell over the revving engines

“We have to go!”

Iori nods and then begins climbing up a water drainage pipe connected to a wall in the alley. With some helping pushing from you (and, even in this dangerous situation a part of you was very interested in the upskirt you were currently seeing), she manages to get to the top of one of the buildings.

“Come on!” she extends her hand now, her bare knees leaning on the brick as she stretches towards you. You reach upwards with your hand, hoping to use her to gain leverage and climb up, when you see the van skid to a stop in front of the alley, letting loose what looked like a number of soldiers in riot gear.

“GO!” you yell at her. “Run!”

And then you back up, continuing to do so until you reach the end of the alley.

Next came a bang, and a bright flash, and you’re suddenly deafened and blinded by a thick wall of smoke filling up the small alley you were stuck in.

A bash on the back of the head and you’re out cold.

You dream, of course, of Iori.

-----

You are awoken rather abruptly by a cold, wet splash on your face.

“AH!” you yell.

Across from you sits a figure, and your tired eyes have yet to focus enough to see anything more than that.

“Are you awake?” a female voice asks. “Good. Now, we have a few questions.”

>Allow her to ask
>Override her and ask your own questions
>Write in

>>36236395
>"I'LL NEVER TALK, YOU FASCIST SCUM!"

>>36236395
>Allow her to ask

>>36236191
It's a rather underrated anime with an opening that's super catchy. Throughout most of the song is someone singing "Run away".
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-OpQVGICr1c

>>36236395
>Allow her to ask
>Don't say anything stupid

>>36236395
>Allow her to ask

>>36236395
>Allow her to ask
(silently ask what god is toying with you like this.)

>>36236395
>"IF YOU WANT TO HEAR ABOUT WHAT YOU'RE AFTER, YOU'LL HAVE TO KILL ME FIRST!"

>>36236395
>"Nice weather we're having. Why is there sugar on your tits?"

>>36235121
>one man (with thick, fake looking eyebrows like seaweed) is at a table to your left and his sight is set very directly on you, Iori, and the second guy, a teen with a hat hiding his eyes (who is looking towards the same man). The hat has an emblem with the words UC.
Wait
Are they
http://youtu.be/9taJVvD0ivM?t=1m33s

>>36236395
>"I have to pee!"

>>36236395
>>Override her and ask your own questions
"Who are you, where are we, and why have I been kidnapped THIS time?"

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>>36236514
No, but thank you for showing me that. I loved it.

>>36236645
You've never seen The Neely before?
I wish I could be you, because discovering him for the first time is objectively one of the best things in life.

>>36236689
Nope, never have. The art looks similar to the one episode of China, Illinois I watched but I can't say I've ever even heard of The Neely.

>>36236395
>"This isn't another Idol cult, is it? Because that gold old the first time."

>>36236722
Well China, Il is kinda Brad's show based on his earlier youtube stuff, so... Yeah.

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“Go ahead.” You sigh. “Just – well, is this another Idol cult? Because that got old real quick.”

Now that your eyesight has come back to you, you notice that you are seated before a table (which you are handcuffed to), on a chair that is bolted to the floor. Before you sits a young looking girl in military garb, with a number of metals on her chest. Her delicious looking chest. Her skin is rather tan, and her hair a lighter contrast that looks very attractive. Still, despite her overall appearance, she had a tough resoluteness in her young eyes, like that of a hardened general. The girl clears her throat and speaks.

“I am Lieutenant Kitsurubami of the National Defense Force – of course this isn’t an idol cult.”

You release your breath. Good. At least you’d probably have to go through a legal trial before they set you alight on a stake, instead of just being forced into it.

“Normally I’d read you your rights.” She says. “but this is an issue above and beyond simple national rules. You’re here because an agent of ours overheard your plans to blow up parts of the city.”

Oh. Ooooooh no. You realize now that perhaps playing that game in public was a bad idea. You open your mouth to inform her of this funny, not at all frightening mistake has taken places, but she stares hard at you and continues speaking.

“What we want to know is this: who’re you working for? What are your plans? Where are your weapons? Who was that girl you were with? Why are you going to bomb the city? Answer these quickly and efficiently and torture will be unnecessary.”

Torture? T-torture? Did she just say torture?

>Answer Truthfully
>Lie
>Interject and ask about Iori
>Write in

>>36236953
>Answer Truthfully
The true culprits are the video game companies that allow us to indulge in these terrible fantasies
Also, where's Iori?

>>36236953
>Answer Truthfully
Just check my freaking phone my Girlfriend got me hooked on it. Just a stupid game. Of course given my run of horrendous bad luck and the fact no authority ever believes me. You'll likely cut me to pieces and kill before you figure out i'm telling the truth. Either that or some other stupid insane thing will happen. So where's my girlfriend?

>>36236953
"THE ANSWER IS: PANOPTES"

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>>36236993
>>36236980

“This is easy.” You chuckle nervously, “J-just think, this whole understanding will be over.”

She sits with perfect posture, hands folded, waiting for you to continue speaking.

“That whole bombing thing? It’s an app, a game for smartphones. It’s all about, well, bombing public places.”

“Uh huh.”

“I-I’m not kidding.” You say, “Here, check my phone.”

As you reach into your pocket, you realize that there is nothing there.”

“Looking for this?” she slides a plastic bin containing your phone, wallet (sans money, as you found out in the café), and keys. It's then that Eyebrows walks in, standing silently in the corner of the room. The Lieutenant offers him a short hello and then turns back to you.

“If you check on my phone, you’ll find an app called ‘Dienomite’.” She begins fiddling with your phone, and you take this time to ask where Iori was.

“Iori? Oh, that girl you were with. She seemed to have escaped; we missed her.”

You begin to sweat, feeling nervous and scared and anxious all at the same time. W-where could she be? Was she okay? Dead? With another man?

You shake your head to clear away your insecurities.

“I don’t see it.” She says. “You don’t have that app.”

And then, of course, you remember that you’d been playing on Iori’s phone.

Fuck.

>Tell her this
>Tell her to download it to show her the game is real
>Try and deal for your freedom to find Iori
>Write in

>>36237347
>Tell her this
>Tell her to download it to show her the game is real

>>36237347
>Try and deal for your freedom to find Iori
Trying to pursue with our current argument would be even more insane

>>36237347
>Tell her this
>Tell her to download it to show her the game is real
Chances are at this rate she got abducted by real terrorists I can never catch a break. Also its spelled D-I-E-N-O-M-I-T-E

>>36237368
>>36237417
Why must we always play Cassandra!? That shit's getting old, and it gets us nowhere.

>>36237452
Because they don't deal with "terrorists"

>>36237452
>thinking anywhere will deal with someone supposedly planting bombs...

>>36237347
>Tell her this
>Tell her to download it to show her the game is real

>>36237347
>Tell her nothing until you see Iori safe

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“Download it, please.” You plead. “I’m not lying to you. We were playing a stupid game on Iori’s phone.”

Kitsurubami looks at you for a few moments, and then begins playing with the phone again. “If I find this, you need to tell us more. Who are you working for?”

“I’m not working for anyone!” you yell, and then Eyebrows steps to you.

“Raise your voice again, kid. Try it.”

You go to open your mouth, when the Lieutenant speaks again. “Amarao, stand down. This puny kid isn’t going to do anything right now.”

You stifle a self-depreciative chuckle, and then go to ask your own question. “T-that other guy, the other car – are they with you?”

Amarao shakes his head. “The person seemed to belong to an actual terrorist organization. The Usagi Club is what they call themselves. But you should know that – you’re working with them, after all.”

No. No no no. Why didn’t you guess it sooner. UC. Usagi Club. It was obvious.

“Found it.” The Lieutenant claims. “I’m downloading it now. According to the summary, it *is* a game about bombing a city.”

You weren't lying, you say.

“You have to realize we’re at high alert here.” She says, looking actually sympathetic. “After last month’s attack, we’ve been taking things very seriously.”

“What are you talking about? Bombing?”

Amarao speaks up again. “In the manufacturing district, there was a fire thought to be caused by an explosion sometime last month. There were traces of large groups of people there.”

You wanted to point out that he really shouldn’t be telling you all of this, but you take it all in instead. Fire? Manufacturing district? Could it be your meeting with the cult?”

“It’s done.” Kitsurubami points out. “Let’s play.”

>Show her how to play, get your point proven
>Let her figure it out
>Write in

>>36237762
>Show her how to play, get your point proven
LLLET'S PLAY!

>>36237762
>Show her how to play, get your point proven

>>36237762
>Show her how to play, get your point proven
When I got abducted by my girlfriends crazy adoration club they tried to burn me alive in a warehouse.

For a few moments you watch Kitsurubami try to play the game, and chime in when you see how unsuccessful her attempts were.

“Here, let me just show you how to play.”

She does not stop you, and in no time you’ve shown her the ins and outs of the game, and proven your point that, yes, this was a game. You were not a crazy terrorist.

“Thank you. Just sit tight for now.” She says, and then walks out of the room with Amarao.
You are left alone in the large concrete cell for what feels like forever. In all that time all you can wonder is where Iori might be, whether she safe and all that stuff that you never had to worry about when you were a mere NEET living a quiet life of nothingness.

With your free hand you feel the back of your head for where you were hit, and flinch in pain at the slightest touch. Some fuck really did a number on your skull. And your lungs, still messed up from the fire on Halloween, could barely handle the smoke grenade. Your breathing feels labored and painful. Just your luck.

Eventually the two agents come back, your phone in hand.

“The director says that we need to let you go, considering that we now have no reason to keep you.” Amarao says.

“But,” Kitsurubami explains, “If you’re looking for ‘Iori’, you might be able to help us.”
Your interest was piqued. If you could help get her back, you’d do just about anything.

“We got a message from the Usagi Club just now. They said that they have some girl they think can build them bombs, and that they want money or else. The girl, who they showed in the video, looked a lot like the one you were with.”

What do you want to do?
>Work with them
>Brush them off
>Write in

>>36238075
>Work with them
And no she can't build bombs she's a singing idol look up her website. These guys are bloody morons.

>>36238075
>Work with them
They took our waifu, so let's take their kidneys.
I believe that's a fair trade.

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>>36238075
>Work with them

>Write in
“If it’s for Iori, I’ll help you guys.” You say.
“You know, she looks a bit familiar.” Amarao admits. “From where, though, no clue.”
The Lieutenant agrees and you hold your head in your hands. “She’s a famous idol, guys. Mega idoru.”
“And she’s your girlfriend? That’s so…unbelievable.”
You don’t comment.
Now in what you can only describe as a control room, you are surrounded by other agents of the National Defense Force typing away at computers and doing paper work and otherwise going on with their job. You stand before the director, telling him both what happened that day, and explaining your previous meeting with the Usagi Club. He nods his head every once in a while.
“I see, I see.” He says. “So, this club is just a manic fanclub?”
“Sacrificial would be a better word.”
“If they’re even remotely interested in bombs, then they need to be stopped.”
You’re just doing it for your girlfriend, you say.
The three of you – You, Kitsurubami, and Amarao – sit at a large table and sketch out a plan.
What is it?

>Trojan horse approach
>Guns-a-blazin’
>Write in

>>36238367
>Trojan horse approach
As a fellow "bomber", we can assist Iori with the "bombmaking".

>>36238367
What happened to your double line breaks?

>>36238442
4chan probably fucked up his post.

>>36238367
>Trojan horse approach

>>36238442
Shit, I fucked it up. It never pastes right when I bring it over from Word, and I usually edit it, but I'm kind of out of it tonight. Extremely tired.

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>>36238416
>>36238461
The “Trojan Horse”, you decide, is probably the best of the choices. It’s the least “accidental friendly fire”-able of the choices, anyway, and you don’t want bullets flying anywhere near you or Iori.

Not that it hasn’t happened before.

So you begin suiting up, dressing like a common disgruntled teen – messy hoodie, loose-fitting jeans, and messed up hair to complete the package. A backpack full of fake explosive items rounds out the look, and it’s with disdain that you realize that this style of dress really isn’t all that far from how you normally dressed.

The next step is to call Iori’s phone, which you now know by heart.

The phone rings once, twice, three times before an old man’s voice answers. “I’m sorry, the owner of this phone is a bit tied up right now.”

No one ties up your girl!

“Oh, is that so? I had a question about this…device I was going to make, but if that’s what happened…”

“NO, wait, wait – “ he pleads. “What kind of device?”

Hook, line, and sinker. With Kitsurubami leading you through it, you manage to sound like you know a thing or two about explosives. The man invites you to his place not long after you start explaining, and you ready yourself to save your girl. You were set to meet him the next day.

“So I get in there and then what?” you ask.

“What else would you do? Get her, and get out as quick as you can. Without getting shot, of course.” Amarao says.

>Sleep [thread end]
>Ask the agents a question [Write in. 3 question max]

>>36238766
>Ask the agents a question [Write in. 3 question max]
Can't I get a weapon? For self-defense purposes, of course.
Do you have any contingencies in case this goes bad, preferably ones that don't involve outright destroying the place?

>>36238766
So will I have a way to call in back up? Will you all have a way to listen in? Do you have something I could wear to increase my chances of getting out alive?

>>36238766
Can I get some body armor?

>>36238766
>>Ask the agents a question [Write in. 3 question max]
Who is Spain?
Why is Hitler?
When is right?

>>36238841
Not the Emperor
Because Versailles
When not left

Did Chromatique fall asleep?

>>36239373
looks like

Chrom ded
ded thread

>>36238766
Thanks for the thread and sticking with us OP.

Just getting this in incase he reads the archives.

>>36239373
Terrorists.

Archived to suptg in case he fell asleep.

>>36239373
>>36239415
>>36239781
Wow, fuck, I feel like a dick. I legitimately passed out at my computer - I woke up just now.

Really sorry guys.

Thanks for playing tonight, though. I'll make it up next thread.

>>36241151
amusing short thread QM see ya next time

>>36241151
Is there anyway you can make these a bit earlier? I fell asleep too. Also, thanks for running, enjoyed it too.

>>36241717
On a normal week I have that option (and I'll definitely consider it), but my work schedule was all messed up this week and I didn't get home till after 9 yesterday anyway.

Still, I'll try next week to start a bit earlier. Sorry again.

>>36241151
Dont worry about it, far from the first quest where the QM fell asleep.

>>36243039
Is that so? That makes me feel a bit better - at least I'm not the only one hahaha.