>>36840400
Oh boy its time for super powered janitor quest.

> Deny like a person with an addiction.
> Go Get Lunch
> Get your sorry ass to work.

>>36840400
>If I can't see it it's not there. [Go out for lunch]

Welcome to BGQ 3, /tg/ #1 Sandbox quest with an insect powered MC.


>Twitter
https://twitter.com/GrayPlanner

>Past Threads
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Bug%20Girl%20Quest

As promised we start a little early today.

>>36840400

>Write-in
>"Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad!"

Surely best dad has a solution for this. If he can distill souls down into juicy stuff, surely he can figure out how to extract mom souls out of our body without killing us in the process, thereby preventing this from going full Evangelion. Right?

I mean, he did it before, all he has to do is do it again without killing us, right?

Right?

>>36840400
>M-Mom... you there?
>Go out for lunch

>>36840400
>>36840507
Seconded for mommy.

>>36840400
Question!

Do we look weird now? Like glowing purple veins or anything? Or was that just momentary?

>>36840562
Pretty sure he said we went back to normal at the end of last thread. But as the guy compiling the bio for him I do need to know if our appearance changed any.

>>36840485
>>36840498
>>36840507
Treat the problem like modern media treats the legitimate grievances of- Ah screw it who am I kidding, let's go eat!

>>36840506
Docta, docta. Am'a ganna die?


That will be one lunch special with a side of 'Are You There Mom? It's Me, Melissa.

>Writing

What are wearing?

"No use panicking on an empty stomach, right Mom?"

You roll yourself off of the couch and onto your feet trying to see if your new brain buddy can actually understand you. A little itch here, a little twitch there, somethings definitely in there all right but you guess she's not in the talking mood. Mom never was a easy person to wake up.

"That's okay, well go somewhere good and talk over lunch." Grabbing your keys and sliding on your sneakers you give yourself a once over in the hall mirror before you leave.

Clothes elegantly disheveled?
"Check"
Keys in the pocket with no holes?
"Check"
Funky phone ID thing from work in hand?
"Check"

You're the spitting image of a perfectly normal, non-superpowerd teenage girl, perfect.
Not even bothering to actually lock the door you vault down the front steps and start sprinting down the street.

>1/2

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I had no idea what are we wearing so have this shitty pixel art

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Now if you're talking feel good food there's only one thing that comes to mind. Curly fries and tiny cakes! And with that though in mind you scramble the few blocks over to the restaurant by your school.

Originally a superhero hangout back in the day Black and Noire's was a pretty spacey fusion restaurant that sold everything from babousa to hyena liver on a stick. The best place if you wanted something new and the worst if you actually wanted to eat in peace.

"Garçon, I am a customer and I demand curly fries!" Your voice fills the empty restaurant when you nearly tear the door off it's hinges trying to get inside.

"Well that's weird, this place is usually packed. Mom, you go get us a table, I'll find a waitress or something."

A stabbing pain to the back left of you hypothalamus giving you the okay, you head to the front counter, making sure to grab a discarded ice cream sunday off a table for you trouble.

> "Well, there's already food on the tables." [Hunt down some grub and chat with Mom]
> The service may be better than last time but they could at least greet you. [Go find someone]
> Don't be stupid, there's obviously something wrong here! Stab your daughter in the brain again. Then investigate
> Write-in

>>36841877
> Write-in
Leave payment at counter and take some food or something

>>36841877
>> Don't be stupid, there's obviously nothing wrong here! Send your daughter love as she eats her Sunday.

>>36841877
> Stab Stab Stab.

>>36841877
We came for lunch with mom. We will have lunch with mom.

>>36841942
>>36841958
>>36842096
Sticking to the plan

>>36842079
Quest Hijack!

I can't tell if they're oblivious of just jaded
>Writing

>>36842213
>Quest Hijack!
Wait.. we can be the mom and force the daughter to be a super hero? That's an option?

>>36842241
Apparently.

>>36842331
Huh. If I had realized the significance of that I'd have done it.

>>36842213
>That feel when I would have made plot happen.
> That feel when I am noting but text on a message board so I cant feel.

>>36842424
Hey we can totally write it in after lunch. I'll support it this time.

>>36842424
>>36842453
So does mom fully hijack or is it like conditioning?

Pain for lazy teen/pleasure form fighting evil?

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Just when you're about to check and see if anyone's in the kitchen a sudden warming sensation in you Corpus Callosum makes you break into a goofy smile. Heh, Mom's hugs are the best.

"Sorry Mom. I almost forgot we were here to catch up."

Scooping up a pair of chocolate cakes and a plate of mapo tofu you sit with your mother in a seat next to the window. "So where do I start? Dad's been pretty alright..."

You spend the next hour talking with mom about how you're life's been going since she's been gone. How dad was made to work at a research lab in the city when the police caught him trying to clone her for the sixth time, how that orphan boy that Nana used to fight with always visits her on weekends now that she can't walk. You know, the simple stuff. You even tell her about your new powers, although she's non too pleased to hear that you've only used them so far to genocide the spawn of her mutant Red-belly Toad collection. Well at least you remember why you never went under that porch.

Finishing off every left out plate in the restaurant at about the same time that the conversation turns to you lack of a love life, you excuse yourself and put a $20 bill on the checkout counter. Technically you didn't order anything, but you figure it's better than nothing, right? The soft hug mom plants on you brain says she agrees.

"Alright Mom, let's get going."

> "Let's go work off that meal." [Go train at the studio]
> "You should totally see my job, it's so shiny! [Go to work]
> I wonder if mom would like to see how the town is these days? [Aimless wandering]
> Write-in

>>36843062
> "You should totally see my job, it's so shiny! [Go to work]
Work!

>>36843062
>"You should totally see my job, it's so shiny! [Go to work]

>>36843062
> I wonder if mom would like to see how the town is these days? [Aimless wandering]

>>36843062
> I wonder if mom would like to see how the town is these days? [Aimless wandering]

>>36843062
> "You should totally see my job, it's so shiny! [Go to work]

>>36843062
I'm good for whatever so long as mom keeps dropping those awesome brain hugs.

>>36843062
>> I wonder if mom would like to see how the town is these days? [Aimless wandering]

>>36843062

To the work place. $20 is three hours work at minimum wage!

>>36843062
>Go to work.
Show mom our shiny new gun.

>>36843090
>>36843140
>>36843211
>>36843333
Bring you Headcrab to work day

>>36843147
>>36843201
>>36843260
D&D Random Encounter Tables

Time if show mom the wonders of the shiny
>Writing

ded

>>36844046
Nah, op is just a slow writer.

>>36844065
We ded

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Leaving Noire's by foot Bloom-MART isn't all that far away. With your new enhanced jogging speed and Mom to keep you company you turn the corner onto the last street in what feels like a couple of minutes. Not bad for a five run.

"Oh, look mom. They built a bank where that other convenience store used to be." Pointing out what used to be the charred remains of you competing store you direct your Mothers attention to the new NAES BANK across the street. You'd be tempted to check it out but you're pretty sure you're Bloom-MART ID doubles as some sort of bank card or something.

As you walk through the sliding doors you hearing picks up a slight whirring sound before you're met with a familiar voice. "Welcome to Boom-MART valued customer, can we be of assistance today?

"Customer? It's me Melissa, I work here now. I'm here to clock in, remember?" I-I totally work here, right? I'm with my mom, give me a break.

"Hm? Oh, I'm so sorry Melissa Madison. You're current diagnostics no longer match those within your profiles margin of error. Have you cut you hair or made any other significant changes since we last spoke?"

Changes? Not really. I mean I got all my bug powers before then and the only things I've done since were sleep and meet mo- Ohhh, I get it!

>1/2

"That's probably my Mom, her names Maya. Say hi Mom." The virtual snapping of my occipital lobe and the following three second of blindness before she fixes it tells me I probably messed up.

"Sorry, sorry. Mom can't actually talk right now, but I'm sure she'd love to say hello."

"I understand. She may be a handful but please do not worry Maya. Your daughter is a valued member of the Bloom-Mart team and you should be proud."

Apparently that was enough to get on mom's good side as she stoops poking me in my brain and just kind of glows warmly.

"Now, Melissa Madison. If you would please place you hands on the scanning pad. I would like to reconfigure your profile to account for you and your mother's combined philology."

"Sure" Stepping over to the front counters scanner you place you had down and just your eyes to read the new stream of text.

>Name: Melissa Madison
>Age: 17
>Hight: 5'9
>Weight: 113 lbs
>Blood Type: [ERROR]
>Current Employment Status: Senior Custodial Services Associate

>Name: Maya Madison
>Age: 39
>Hight: 5'9
>Weight: 113 lbs
>Blood Type: [ERROR]
>Current Employment Status: Staff Dependent

> Senior Associate "Did I get a promotion? [Learn about you job]
> "Mom, let me show you the Shiny Gun!" [Get to work]
> You wouldn't happen to have any genetic recombination capable bodies here, would you dear? [Haggle for a body?]
> Write-in

>>36844225
>Senior Associate "Did I get a promotion? [Learn about you job]

>>36844225

I'm promoted? [Learn about job]

Well then I should probably do that then! [Get to work].

>>36844225
>> Senior Associate "Did I get a promotion? [Learn about you job]

>>36844225
> Senior Associate "Did I get a promotion? [Learn about you job]
We need more dosh for a body.

>>36844255
>>36844283
>>36844312
>>36844342
Is there something you should telling me?

Is this what plot feels like? I'm not sure I like this feeling.

>>36844462

> You wouldn't happen to have any genetic recombination capable bodies here, would you dear? [Haggle for a body?]


Pffh. Mom is staying with us.. forever and eeevveer.

"So why am I a "Senior" Associate now? Did I get a promotion?" Yeah right, like that happened. You haven't even started working yet.

"A-ah, yes. That is correct." Did she just stutter? Can checkout scanners stutter? "It seems the previous Senior Custodial Services Associate recently retired suddenly and the other members of the department were incapable of preforming the required duties. As such, you were selected by management to fulfill the position."

"Do I get paid more, it sounds like a lot more work." I don't even know what a Junior Associated does but that doesn't mean I want to work even harder.

"Certainly, Melissa Madison. The Bloom-MART management is prepared to offer you a %50 pay increase with you advancement in position."

Thirteen divided by two, eight and seven..." I get paid $20 an hour?"

"$19.87, but yes." This pay increase will of course accompany the increase of you duties. Building maintenance, staff hygiene and waste disposal will of course remain you usual duties, but you may be asked to participate in certain out of store custodial activities."

"Like picking up trash on the street or like emptying dumpsters?" I mean what else does a janitor do outside?

"Yes"


> "Works of me" [Get to making things shiny]
> Can I do one of those outside activities now?" [Get used to the new work]
> Can my mom work here too? [Ask for a hands-off position?]
> Write-in

>>36845076
>"Works of me" [Get to making things shiny]

>>36845076
> "Works of me" [Get to making things shiny]

Wait, there's an overarching plot?

>>36845076
>works for me
This isn't suspicious, at all

>>36845076

Time to... wait. Staff hygene? *shrugs* Eh, it's a living.

"Works of me" [Get to making things shiny]

>>36845076

> "Works of me" [Get to making things shiny]

>>36845076
Works for me.

>>36845076
> "Works of me" [Get to making things shiny]
EARN MONEY.

>>36845076
> Can my mom work here too? [Ask for a hands-off position?]

>>36845105
>>36845114
>>36845127
>>36845131
>>36845137
>>36845142
>>36845150
Plot, what plot? I'm just a janitor.

>>36845196
The Borg, brought to you by Bloom-MART

>>36845295
You know.. I want to vote for all the things now.. to see what wise crack you have for each.

>>36845348
The best part is he makes up wise cracks for multi-votes and write-ins as well.

>>36845369
I.. I have to say all the things.

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"Hm, alright. I can work with that."

Giving a shrug you lift up your shirt, unrolling the Bloom-MART apron you tied around you waist earlier and flattening out the wrinkles.
"So, is there anything I should take care of first?"

"Why, yes. The loading dock in the back of the building has been in disorder for some time. If you managed to clear it for me that would be a great benefit to Bloom-MART's operations."

"On it! Let's go mom, I'll show you the Shiny Gun." Walking behind the counter and detaching you Shiny Gun vacuum thing from the wall you head out the front door and back around the side of the building. What's awaiting you is something you really should have expected in hind sight.

"Oh for the love of, OW!" Apparently mom doesn't appreciate you frustration. But regardless this is pretty messed up.

The loading dock, or rather what used to be the loading dock has been crushed by one of those remote controlled mid-tanks the police use to fight super-villians. By the looks of it some jerk with super strength grabbed the thing by the barrel and tossed it over here. The barrel is a little bent but the rest of it actually looks okay. To bad it's upside down and in a crate of what used to be your loading dock.

"How are we even getting stock like this?"

> If I pull out the tank I might be able to parch up the platform. [Use Powers]
> They gave my this think for a reason, right? [Get used to the new work]
> Head through the back and ask the checkout scanner for advice [Back inside the building]
> Write-in

>>36845925
> They gave my this think for a reason, right? [Get used to the new work]
FIRE THE SHINY GUN

>>36845925
> If I pull out the tank I might be able to parch up the platform. [Use Powers]

Casually fix it and go ask for more work.

>>36845925
>> If I pull out the tank I might be able to parch up the platform. [Use Powers]

Mom better hug us for this if she's going to stab us for frustration.

>> They gave my this think for a reason, right? [Get used to the new work]

This option was supposed to be for the Shiny Gun.
Sorry, don't know what happened.

>>36845925
> If I pull out the tank I might be able to parch up the platform. [Use Powers]

Make mom proud.

>>36845925
> Head through the back and ask the checkout scanner for advice [Back inside the building]
Just to see the vote tally for it.

>>36845925
>If I pull out the tank I might be able to parch up the platform. [Use Powers]

>>36845925
>Write In
Clean the tank as normally as possible.

>>36845959
Wait, it does what?

>>36845972
>>36845997
>>36846043
>>36846148
Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger

>>36846113
Oh hi Elsie! Can't stay to chat? That's cool.

Super powered tank wins

Roll 1d100

>>36845925
> They gave my this think for a reason, right? [Get used to the new work]

Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>36846372

Would be fun if this ends up a 1.

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>36846372
Look ma no hands!

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>36846372
Fuck you>>36846407

>>36846372

>>36846409
>>36846425
>>36846425
>>36846436

>74
Success

Not full brainghug worthy but maybe you'll get a brain pat?
>Writing

>>36846635
Operate conditioning confirmed.

Mom will now give good worker highs.

"I wonder how much one of these things actually weights?"

Pulling yourself up onto the remaining half of the loading platform you slide your way into the small crater made by the mid-tank. A little pushing shows that it really isn't all that much weight when compared to your new powers. The problem is that the tank is too wide to reach around.

"Maybe if I?" Oh, there you go. You manages to wedge you arm into one of the little doors on the tanks side. Now it's just a matter of not smashing into anything as you try to lift the tank out.

>74

It's actually a lot less difficult than it looks. The sides of the crated aren't that steep and the tank's not stuck on anything so dragging it out is a pretty simple job.

"Hey, mom. You think they'd let us take this home? If we hide it we can give it to dad for his birthday." You could have swore you head someone chuckle just now. Has mom already made it to your Temporal Lobe?

Either way you roll the tank over and let it sit right-side up next to the dumpsters. The mid-tank looks a little scudded but mostly fine. You don't have any clue if the same goes for everything inside of it but that's not your problem right now.

Now you have to patch up a crater and you don't really have any powers for that sort of thing, do you?

> Not sure what I'm gonna do but I'm gonna do it!. [Ad-hock something]
> "Help me Shiny Gun! You're my only hope! [Deploy the Shiny]
> You know, they probably don't actually expect me to fill in this hole. [Go back inside, jobs done]
> Write-in

>>36847148
> "Help me Shiny Gun! You're my only hope! [Deploy the Shiny]
Tech to the rescue!

>>36847148
> "Help me Shiny Gun! You're my only hope! [Deploy the Shiny]

>>36847148
> "Help me Shiny Gun! You're my only hope! [Deploy the Shiny]

>>36847148
>> "Help me Shiny Gun! You're my only hope! [Deploy the Shiny]
well it will at least clean up the ruble

>>36847148
> Not sure what I'm gonna do but I'm gonna do it!. [Ad-hock something]

>>36847148
>You know, they probably don't actually expect me to fill in this hole. [Go back inside, jobs done]

>>36847232
>>36847248
You're only voting only for smart ass comment.

>>36847264
do you have a problem with that?

>>36847176
>>36847180
>>36847185
>>36847205
And I didn't even need to make it go 88 mph

>>36847232
No seriously, I still have no Idea what this is.

>>36847248
-5 Respect, +1 Senpai

Time to break out the Shiny Gun

Roll 2d100

You crit one of these in either direction and much fun will be had.

Rolled 63, 4 = 67 (2d100)

>>36847417

Rolled 23, 85 = 108 (2d100)

>>36847417

Rolled 7, 73 = 80 (2d100)

>>36847417
Crit please.

>>36847417

Rolled 59, 17 = 76 (2d100)

>>36847417

Rolled 9, 6 = 15 (2d100)

>>36847417

Rolled 76, 45 = 121 (2d100)

>>36847417
Notice me mommy!

Rolled 47, 17 = 64 (2d100)

>>36847511
NO! YOUR BRAIN MOTHER DOESN'T LOVE YOU! YOUR LIFE WILL ONLY BE PAIN AND SUFFERING!

>>36847432
>>36847449
>>36847452

>63, 85
Lucky those rolls weren't reversed.
Good work
>Writing


>>36847511
>>36847537
It's funny because she just hijacked your brains broca's area

You scramble back up the side of the loading platform and pick up you Shiny Gun from where you left it. You're all set to try it out, only there's one problem. You don't actually know how to work this thing. You check it over for any thing that looks like a label or a "press on" switch or something.

>63

You don't find anything super helpful but you at least get a general idea of how the Shiny Gun's supposed to be used. The green lines on the gun run from the barrel to the trigger handle thing and they start moving really fast when you push the handle in and slow when you pull it out. So all you should have to do is pull it up and in and it should.

>85

A massive beam of green light shoots out of the Shiny Gun and makes an audible cracking noise against the street, while at the same time slamming you into the doors of the loading bay.

"Ugh, what was that fo-" You can't even get the rest of you complaint out as you notice the ground around the area where green beam hit. It's shiny, not just shiny but like SHINY. Like brand new and scrubbed with as tooth brush shiny.

>1/2

"Vivi la Shiny Gun!" You spend the next ten minutes blasting everything you can find with the shiny green beam. this thing doesn't just make things clean. It actually fixes them. The dent in the bay door from you body? Gone. The broken side of the platform. Like it never happened. The crater? God, that crater. The place where it was just a few minutes ago looks so spotless you can't even imagine there ever having been a hole there.

"This is so awesome. Don't you think so Mom?" She flashed a bit a yellow across your vision as a way of saying "Yes". Oh yeah, apparently while you were messing with the Shiny Gun Mom managed to work her way into whatever part of your brain controls the primary colors. Yellow means 'yes' and 'okay', red mean 'no' and 'stop that you idiot'. You still don't know what blue means but you think she been using it to try stop you falling off the platforms when you're not paying attention.


"I think we're all done for the day Mom, let's clock out."

You head back inside, soldering your Shiny Gun and discussing ways to smuggle a police tank home without either the cops or your dad finding out.

>THREAD END


We're gonna have to end it here for today everyone. Were running tomorrow same time as today. Check twitter for updates.

>>36848391
thanks for running

>>36848391
Thanks for running dude.

Mom's pretty awesome.

>>36848391
thanks for running Parasite

>>36848391
Thanks for running.

Will mom gain the ability to talk to us directly soon?

>>36848410
Thanks for playing. I really appreciate it.

>>36848418
Even without a body, Maya is the best mom.

>>36848441
Thanks, Any time.

>Parasite
I know it makes sense in context but maybe I should have picked a better name?

>>36848462
Only if you keep rolling well. That 85 was for her hacking into you broca's area not the Shiny Gun.

The idea was that if you rolled too low on the gun but she rolled high, she'd try and bail you out.

>>36848570
Huh. So.. if she fails we get a nose bleed? And if she succeeds she becomes our concision? Or will there be some sort of weird merge?

Oh, someone already archived?
Nice, thanks you.

>>36848662
Yes.

>>36848780
Neat