I am Daniel Speltin, top tier waste of potential and mid tier student, all round unimportant person about town.(This happened http://pastebin.com/gvdNKpzR)Claire hurriedly dashes the tears out of her eyes, as her father finally looks up from the table, not staring his daughter in the eye, but looking longingly at the beer can in front of him, his hand half twitching towards it, until he forces it to stop mid grasp.Mia, meanwhile, is unashmedly crying into the paper towel she'd used as a napkin over dinner. She leans over to pat Claire on the shoulder, but she shrugs the hand off, staring upwards now at the dusky sky.This far out in the suburbs, the sky actually gets pretty starry, which Claire suddenly takes an interest in, scowling upwards.Then, finally she speaks. "You piece of shit." The words are low, matter of fact, without emotion or malice behind them.Mr Miller just sighs and nods,leaning heavily on the table now, now actually looking at his daughter, mouth half open, but clearly without anything to say to her.>Write in
>>37525746Hug Claire and maybe put a comforting hand on Mr Miller's shoulder briefly.
>>37525746That pastebin makes me want to punch you in the throat.
>>37525822No idea what that's meant to mean, but it also makes me want to punch you in the throat.Also where the fuck is everyone else?
>>37525840class presumably, you gonna vote on something or shall i just go with that one vote also stop the bullying
>>37525854That one vote is me.
>>37525746Give him a hug. Guy needs one. And then yell at him for not telling her this before, it might hurt to remember it but she deserved to know. And maybe if he had, their relationship would be better, and he'd be able to get his life together.
Remain quiet. We have nothing good to say.Also no hug the spontaneous, uncontrollable disintegration guy. Sad or agitated, the difference is small enough, for him to accidentally take our hand off.
>>37525854>also stop the bullying I will if you do.
>>37525746>"Well, I see lawful employment really hasn't been on your list of priorities."
Say nothing. Hug Claire. Lay a hand on Mr. Miller's shoulder.
>>37525746Hug Claire, nod to Mr. Miller. That asshole "hero" died too quickly.
I put a hand on Mr Millers shoulder, trying to comfort him briefly. He nods appreciatively, wiping his own tears, having leaked out from under his glasses, before I stand, moving behind Claire's chair to hug her.I hold her tight, as she sniffs through her attempts to hold her tears back, patting the arms I wrapped around her.Finally she looks down, looking straight into her dad's eyes and tells him. "I should have known about this years ago."He nods, eyes dropping, "I know, darl." "But... I can see why you don't want to talk about it. That stuff.... it hurts to hear, but it must've hurt worse for you to tell me." Her words are low now as well, her own eyes dropping to her fingers, fiddling with her fork. "You're a useless cunt... but I love you old man."He gives a shaky laugh at that, tears choking his voice. "Yeah... I know I am. But you should watch ya language." He lifts his glasses, wiping away the wetness there. "Ah, you don't have to look after me, orright? You lot can take off.... I'll be chipper in the morning."Claire stands slowly, as I let her go, she walks around, claps her father on the shoulder for a long second, before walking away, towards the entrance, heading home, Mia quickly following behind her. Mr Miller shakes his head, sculling the rest of his beer in one long drink. With a burp, he tosses the can to the ground and waves me off too. "Get going skinny." He growls softly.>Write in
>>37525955It's stay drunk or nuke things, but I have some ideas.Find gainful uses for his power. Hunt monsters past the line. Waste removal. Demolitions. Executions that prevent resurrection. Don't suppress what he can harness,and for civilian time, find some way to utilize the anti-supers alloy as a kind of dampening suit.
>>37525962"Take care Mr Miller, you mean more to her than you know, despite how much she hates showing it."Go catch up with the girls.
>>37525962"Take care, Mr. Miller. And stay in touch, okay?"
>>37525962"I don't know good or bad, Mr. Miller. You had a rough time of it, and none of that is for me to judge. I'll just say this; I know you're doing best as you can, and for that you've got my respect."
>>37525973Quick question, can he disintegrate nuclear waste, before getting radiated?Because, if he can, well, that's problem solved.
>>37525962"Okay. Take care."
>>37525962Call Mr. Mishone. Ask if he'd like to have hire some cheap Super labor in the area of deconstruction.
>>37525996Not sure, I'm not Chuckles. Maybe with a certain process in place, sure.
>>37525996Is it even a problem to begin with though?
>>37525996Okay, Chuckles, how does Mr. Millers disintegration works?Can he wear anti radiation suit, or can he make whole box disappear at once?Or maybe we can ask Mr Miller that? Would be a golden job opportunity.>>37526029I assume radioactive waste is still a problem? Chuckles, can you tell this too?
>>37526042Plus, added bonus: Maybe using his powers with regularity will help control them.Also, Danny should be a fucking consultant/salesperson.
I nod to him, "Take care Mr Miller. You mean more to her than she lets on... so stay in touch, okay?"He grunts non-committally and I take off after Claire and Mia. The Scotsman is out on his lawn now, trimming his beard in a bird bath and ranting about the fecking Irish. Strange man.I catch up with them just outside the gate, trying to jump the arm across the car entrance, hooking my foot on it midjump and nearly falling flat on my face.Thankfully no one saw that, as I push myself to my feet again, running to catch up again. Mia's wrapped herself around Claire's right arm, nuzzling her for comfort. "I'm so sorry about all of that." She murmurs quietly.But Claire shakes her head, "I'm not. It was something I needed to know. It was better than fifteen years of being in the dark now. I've had worse stuff than that play through my head about her." She shudders, before smiling as I catch up. "Thanks for stopping me being an evil bitch Danny. Don't want to end up like that.""Anytime." I promise, "Even if it's not like I can do much to stop you."She nods in acknowledgement of the point, before stooping and hoisting Mia up onto her shoulders in a single movement, the shorter girl squealing as she clings to Claire's head. "Thanks for making my life less shitty I guess." She finishes, ignoring the squad of magical girls fighting a thirty foot monster down the street behind us.>Write in
>>37526095Just fall in veside them, arm around Claire's shoulders, holding Mia's hand.
>>37526095Ask Claire about your nuclear trash destruction job idea for Mr Miller?
>>37526095>>37526109this, then >>37526111 followed by >>37526115 with a side of >>37526121
>>37526125I am the >>37526121 guy.All of the above seems like a good idea, and don't conflict. Everyone else are ok with this?
"Likewise." I tell her, falling in to hug her in Mia's place, reaching around to rest a hand on Mia's far leg as we walk. "Hey... maybe your dad could get a job in nuclear disposal or destructions or something like that?"She 'mmms' in consideration. "You'd have to convince him to try first. Apparently all he knows how to do is steal shit and drink." She shakes her head, "I'll talk to him about it sometime, alright? Now can we talk about something not shitty and depressing right now?" She forces a smile across her face, as we tramp across my front lawn, Mia clambering down as I unlock the door.>Write in
>>37526173"I've got nothing."
>>37526173"Yes we can, like your studies, we've been falling behind on your tutoring. Mia, would you like to assist in 'tutoring' Claire?"
>>37526173"Alright. How about your inevitable revenge against Eri? Planning that should cheer you up."
>>37526173"Think I figured out how to make some extra money. Can you swing a sledgehammer? We could go scrapping."
>>37526205I don't think that you're allowed to get revenge on someone in retaliation for them getting revenge on you. If you try, Naruto pops out of nowhere, blasts your head off with a rasengan, and gives a speech about "ending the cycle of hatred"
>>37526220This. Woot for extra money.
>>37526220We should probably try this.All of us are pretty poor now, moreso than usual. I don't think we ever got our twenty dollars back from that terrorist scum.
"Hang on. I think I figured out a way to make extra money. let's go grab some sledgehammers, we're going scrapping." Claire grins. "Fuck yes, my welfare money's nearly out."Mia dithers on the decision, yawning and looking at the staircase as we scrounge the house for tools. "I dunno, I'm kinda tired.... Can't we just go to bed?" She asks, as Claire emerges from the shed with a wheelbarrow and two sledgehammers.>You can sleep, we'll go out>I think you should come with us>Other
>>37526300Scrapping with super-strength claire is going to be fun.
>>37526300>You can sleep, we'll go out
>>37526300Mia might fall asleep on us, she done this before. Set her phone loud enough to wake her up in an emergency tho. Maybe take Eri with us instead? Also possibly Mike/Mikes robots, if he is busy. He is the local expert on this.
>>37526337Nah. We can do this with more people later, we don't really have time to get prepared or anything right now.
>>37526300>>37526323 here changing to >>37526373let's get some rest with our girls, we can make some dosh in the morning when we're rested and prepared with more people.
going without mia wins
I walk forward and give her a kiss on the forehead. "You can go sleep, alright? Me and Claire gonna go make some money though." She pouts a little at the thought of having to sleep alone, but nods and starts up the stairs.Claire barrels into me from behind with the wheelbarrow, knocking me backwards so I'm lying down inside it, before she dumps the tools on top of me, dragging the makeshift vehicle out the back door and heading around the house for the gate. "This should be gun!" She laughs, opening the gate as i try to free myself.Finally, about halfway down the block, I roll free, with a clattering of tools, I grab a torch and peer around, before pointing towards...>The abandoned shopping district>The abandoned suburbs>The wrecked factory district
>>37526403Inb4 bad stuff happens because we didn't wait until tomorrow.
>>37526373Ask Mike for advice tho. He is a pro at this, he might know how to carry more stuff, or what is the best selling stuff.Hell he might buy/barter some of the stuff from us. Eri if for invisibility when seeing monsters/whatever. We are going out at night, and extra pair of laser eyes is useful.
>>37526437>>The abandoned suburbsNo idea how this is meant to make us money.We should also call Rosa, see if she wants to come watch, or at least let her know what we're doing because I'm paranoid right now and concerned that we might need backup.
>>37526437>The wrecked factory district
>>37526437>>The abandoned shopping districtHow long its abandoned, and what kind of stores are there? We are moustly looking for santechnics/power tools kind of stuff. The kind of stuff that keeps value, and stays fresh. Them metal pipes, and hammers,'n junk.
>>37526461We're smashing up old buildings to get at the scrap metal inside them, basically. Pipes, wiring, fences, stuff like that.
>>37526437>The abandoned shopping district
>>37526461I'm sure Claire can handle anything we might run into.
>>37526506I'd rather not depend and rely on that. I don't want to risk her health and safety, or ours by thinking that.
>>37526514She can just run.
>>37526487Also look for intact kitchen sinks, or water closets, or tools of any kind, as, if they are of ok quality, they tend to cost a lot. Also power supplies, and other electronics that are able to be broken don to a lot of transistors, and junk. More work to extract, but they are most worth for the weight, as long as they are not totally ancient.Also be careful with pipes, there might be literal shit in them. Or stale water. Witch we don't want on our clothes. Also take notice for any electronics, but we need Mike for that.
>>37526514Fuck you.I want to see Claire go berserk mode like she almost did to those hockey girls when she thought we were injured.
>>37526561Why fuck me for not wanting her to think that? For not wanting us or her hurt?
"Let's head down to the old shopping district." I figure, if anywhere might have decent loot, it should be the shops. Claire salutes, drifting the wheelbarrow across the street, we head towards the now empty shopping mall, only recently abandoned, thanks to fear of being crushed in one of Sheen's dumb robot rights, the building stands defiantly, for now. We roll inside, peering about into the darkness, as I circle around with my flashlight at stores near our entrance.In the distance, we can both hear small noises, the patter of feet, slow dripping water, the quiet hum of a fan left on somewhere.Claire grabs the torch off me and easily hefts a hammer over her shoulder, humming to herself, "Alright, wanton destruction time, where we going?">Furniture store>Hardware store>Plumbing store>Electronics store>Head deeper inside
>>37526561Fuck you for being petty enough to want to put that above her and our safety.
>>37526561Enemies have super powers too.normal people? Claire is great.Cross breed of dragon, ghost and tentacle monster, that breathes acid? Not so much.
>>37526586>Hardware storeTools are most cost to weight. Take look in >Electronics store and >Plumbing store if we have the time.
>>37526586>>Electronics storeLook out for copper wiring and other such valuable metals, if we can't find any then we can go check the plumbing store for pipes and then the hardware store for the same and tools.
>>37526586>Head deeper inside
>>37526589I'm sure she could outrun it.
>>37526586>Hardware storeElectronics is probably looted out, but people don't think of tools as being as high value as they are.
>>37526631That's your great plan?
>>37526631>Not having backup when going against a tentacle monsterYou want to play tentacle cuck quest or something?
>>37526640Also tools are easier to find buyers for. Wiring is nice and all, but selling stolen wires is harder than you think. Do we have any plan to sell them yet? I hope Claire has one.>>37526662>tentacle cuck questIt is my fetish, but I am not the guy who suggested that.
>>37526650In case of something dangerous that Claire can't kill within a second, yes.
>>37526586>Electronics storeMight have actual stuff.
>>37526662That was the backup plan.
>>37526714The backup plan is letting our girlfriend get pumped full of tentacle jizz?
>>37526741Don't bother responding to him anon.
>>37526741How could that possibly result in her getting pumped full of tentacle jizz?
"Let's go the hardware store, I guess."Claire takes off, cackling as she leaves me with the wheelbarrow, which I pick up and chase after her with, catching up with her as she prances up to a pillar and smashes through it in one swing, powderising the concrete pillar in an instant."Whoo, what a rush." She sighs, shaking herself out. "It's been too long since I got to wreck some stuff properly. She runs topples a shelf of screws and washer pieces with a maniacal laugh, I just shake my head and laugh, heading for the section with power tools and start ripping shit off the shelves.Power drills, mini band saws, belt grinders, air compressors, I load it all in, hardly knowing what half the shit does, either way, if its got a price tag, in the wheelbarrow it goes, as Claire finally returns to help me load up.When the pile nearly reaches my head, I step back and appreciate the work, must be nearly six grand worth of stuff in the thing. Not bad for an hours worth of looting.Claire tosses her hammer back on the pile, grinning as she taps some rebar pipes together, forming a dull resounding ringing.>Head home now>Look around somewhere else first (write in)
>>37526805>>Head home now
>>37526805>Head home nowLets get going while the going is good.
>>37526805>Head home nowBut let Claire smash a few walls on our way out. No load-bearing ones, though.
>>37526805>Electronics storeGet us some hard drives,rams, processors and junk. Check the cupboards and whatever.>>37526761/d/ logic. I personally think it makes perfect sense, but then again I come from /d/ .Also where are we hiding/selling this? Gotta be careful with stolen stuff.
>>37526805>Head home nowWe have to prepare these for resale to a pawn shop since we don't know a fence.
>>37526805>Head home now
>>37526805> Head homeWhile I doubt we'll manage six grand when selling them, we should at least have enough for the time being to cover our normal expenses, as well as to get some massage oils and give Claire a lewd post-workout massage
>>37526845>Also where are we hiding/selling this? Gotta be careful with stolen stuff.Good question, we should see if we can't find a secure stash nearby our house thats somewhere safe-ish, maybe Mia could draw a hole in our backyard somewhere out of sight that we could put them in and camouflage?
>>37526805>Head home nowGood a time as any.
>>37526845We can probably stach it in our secret base we took the training equipment from, for now.Also are we wearing gloves? If not we should probably wipe the stuff off with a towel or something.Don't hide stolen stuff at your own home. easy to get caught. Also look for cameras, and avoid them and wear a hoodie/hat. We need more paranoia up in here.That said try to not look suspicious.
>>37526875How are we supposed to camouflage a hole that disappears within like half an hour?
>>37526906Well we don't know if the hole will disappear, and we can put netting and bushes and such over it.
>>37526912Everything she draws disappears, that is how her powers work.
>>37526923But we don't know about the after effects of what she draws impacting the local environment, she could draw a ball of energy that sucks up dirt, when it ends, would the dirt still be there returned to the ground or would it be missing?
Claire takes the wheels easily, as we start to head home, I navigate for her, as the bottom sixty percent of her sight is blocked by the tools, but we trundle out of the mall without incident, Claire quickly stopping to smash a hole in an outer wall with the hammer one last time.Claire whistles a happy tune, as we finally head home, streetlights flickering over head, as some monster made of living electricity or something wrecks Sheen and his two bitch friends robots, as well as the Shining Miracle Super force robot in a four versus one fight. It's pretty funny actually, the grey and orange robot's trying to grapple the monster and self destruct with it, but the things too fast for them. Fucking scrubbers.And then a dramatic voice calls out from in front of us. "Stop, petty criminals! For you have been found guilty by the great.... QUANTAMAN!!!!"Oh fuck me, it's Jerry.He leaps down from atop a streetlight, holding a palm up and standing our way, about five metres down the road.Claires eyes flick to me, before her hand wraps around the hammers handle. out of Jerry's sight."Citizens! Would you mind telling me what you plan on doing with these ill gained goods?" He demands, striking a dramatic pose as he points at the pile.>Write in
>>37526959"Refurbishing them and then using them to help build homeless shelters."
>>37526959"Ill gained? We were just moving a bunch of stuff that a friend forgot in the abandoned area. Aren't there jaywalkers you could be hassling?"
>>37526959Selling them to homeless, to feed strawing orphans.They need it more, than the oligarchy, that gets insurgence on all of this anyway!>>37526933Wouldn't the dirt make mess of most of the moving parts? Especially if it rains or something. Also our parents or neighbors might notice.
>>37526959"Are you a legitimate officer of the law? Where is your badge? Any identification on your so called status?"
>>37526959"Under the adandoned property act, article four, we claimed right of salvage of abandoned property. Read the law next time, Quantaman."
>>37526959"Selling them, probably. It's not like anyone was going to be using them."Try not to let Claire kill him.
>>37527023Seconded. Even if it's not true, fuck this guy.And call him Jerry, not "Quantaman".
>>37526959"I should think it's pretty obvious. Are you new at this? I guess you must be, I've never heard of any 'Quantaman'. What sort of powers do you have with a name like that, anyway? Do you possess the smallest possible unit of heroism?"
Man we totally forget to check the store for sex shop. Imagine this scene with dildos, instead of power tools. We missed such an opportunity.
>>37527068That doesn't work, we already know him.
>>37527101Yeah, but he doesn't seem to recognize us, so I figured it was a chance to mock him.
>>37527117If he didn't yet, he probably will in a moment.
"We're gonna sell them. Abandoned propert act Jerry, we can claim ownership over any abandoned property." I tell him, trying to keep the smug sneer out of my voice. His voice cracks a little as he replies. "I kn-know not th-this Jerry you speak of, b-but, if that's what the law says then..." He turns his back and starts whispering to his watch, which everyone knows has some AI from the future or something like that in it. Suddenly he twists back around, trying to project confidence, "Very well, citizens, my apologies for accosting you, be on your way! For I have an evil vampire to assist a friend in defeating. He says the bastard has the power to alter the very flow of time itself."H quickly takes off at a sprint down an alleyway, as Claire lets go of the hammer and lifts the wheelbarrow again. "Man, fuck that guy." She comments as we turn back onto my street.I let her and the wheelbarrow back into my backgarden, before we realise, we don't know where to stash this stuff for now.>What do?
>>37527141Call Avery, she seems like the kind who has stashes.
>>37526959"Fuck off, Jerry. We're scavenging. Either these goods get wasted back here or we sell them and Claire doesn't have to eat instant noodles for a week because her dad can't afford anything else."
>>37527088Yeah.Claire would be much less likely to murder Jerry right now if she was double-stuffed with vibes.
>>37527141No, Jerry, that vampire got killed back in the early nineties. Man, you're out of the loop, aren't you?
>>37527158Don't antagonise him anon, also, he's already gone.
>>37527141Look around for a suitably sized stash.
>>37527141Call Avery. We don't want to stash them around here because then mom could find them.We'll have to offer Avery a cut of the profits, though. Only fair, after all.
>>37527141Go stash them at the hideout. Duh.We should had put some colored plastic bags on top of the stuff, to conceal contents. >>37527151It's nighttime. Lets use our stash house, and don't bother her?
>>37527248Of course it's fair since we're going ot lewd the shit out of her. Literally.
>>37527252I'm pretty sure we gave up on our stash house after we shows Marie it, and that time that tentacle monster nearly killed us nearby it.
>>37527267Scatfag plz go.
>>37527276Then one of the other houses around there? We basically need a shed anyway.>>37527267Plz no scat.
>>37527283>>37527291I meant anal, not scat, pls.
>>37527291>Then one of the other houses around there?Problem was that place was the abandoned suburbs, and wasn't safe. We need somewhere safe and easy to get to.
I reach into my phone, noticing its almost 4am now, as I call Avery. She answers on two rings, sounding fully alert. "Nyello?""Hey Avery, it's Danny, you wanna do me a solid and hide a stash of... appropriated power tools for me for a few days?"She clicks her tongue for a few seconds, considering. "Hmmmm. Why should I?""Because we're friends?" I try, hopefully.She laughs at that, "If you say so, your dyke girlfriend tried to rape me. So what do I get out of hiding your stolen shit for you?">Write in
>>3752743610% of the profits from when these get sold.
>>37527436"Claire will promise she wont try to rape you again."
>>37527436"Aside from a cut of the money? I don't know, you got anything you need doing? Favors for favors and all."
>>37527436>"You could try to rape me"
>>37527436You can try to rape her back? I did it once and she only complains about it when she wants something from me.
>>37527467Don't offer things you know we can't provide, that's unethical.
>>37527436>"Aside from a cut of the money? I don't know, you got anything you need doing? Favors for favors and all."Also power tools? Or sexual favors?
>>37527436"I'll let you cherry-pick what I stash."
"Well, aside from a cut of the money... you can have any tools you wanna grab free of charge, plus any.... favours you may want."She laughs again at that. "I'm sure you'd be willing to fufill any and all favours, oh club president." She sighs, "Whatever, you gotta bring them over whenever though, I just did my toenails. Peace."The line cuts out immediately, I pocket my phone and look down at the tools, considering.>Send Claire with the tools>Head over with the tools>It can wait til tomorrow, hide it behind the outside table for now>Other
>>37527596>Head over with the toolsI don't trust Claire alone with her.
>>37527596What day is it? if its a school day then it can wait until tomorrow, if not then we should head over with Claire to stash them and say hi to Avery, then head home and sleep in with Claire and Mia.
>>37527596>It can wait til tomorrow, hide it behind the outside table for now
>>37527596>>Head over with the toolsThe reason why we had to promise favors was because of Claire. We're not sending her over to make things worse unless we go with her.
>>37527596>Head over with the toolsWe should also get a leash/collar set up for Claire. Did we get one? We'll need one for this.
>>37527623so bring her with us
>>37527596>>Head over with the toolsTake some condoms too.Anyone knows how we can make power tool dildo? Idk if my fill condom with paper mache and paper method would work on this.We need some power tool dildo lewds up in here.
>>37527629Shock collar."Bad Claire, no raping." Then we zap her.
>>37527663We need this.
>>37527596>>Head over with the tools>>Bring the idiot with us.
>>37527663She'll enjoy that.
We should do the scrapping thing as often as we can, with consideration to health and safety. Fast money, and it's not technically illegal.Right?
>>37527663In the mean time we could get dominatrix Marie to do it if she can control her electricity yet.
>>37527713Nah, we should only do it if we need to, its risky and as long as we can get enough cash to survive for a while, we shouldn't keep doing it unless we need to.
>>37527713There are monsters wandering around though, so we need to have everyone with us in case satan pops up and sends an army of succubi after us or something.
>>37527713what >>37527726 said, this is merely to get us some dosh to survive on, until we can get a actual job.
With a grunting heave, I haul the wheelbarrow off the ground, arms shaking as I barely hold it off the ground, before spinning it again and heading for the gate. "I would go with buuuuuut.... I don't wanna and I'm tired." Claire tells me, "Night loser." She punches me lightly on the arm and jumps up the wall for my window, clambering in easily. I can hear Mia complain as Claire stumbles on the landing.Thankfully, by this late at night, all the wacky bullshit's already been killed or gone to bed, so the night air quiet, waiting for the first rays of light in an hour or two.On the way to Avery's I lament internally that tomorrows the last of the holiday break. "Stupid fucking school." I complain to myself, as I wheel through the streets. As I roll up to the old factory, Avery's waiting by the barb wire fence, doing a clumsy attempt at a tap dance, her bare feet slapping against the rough bitumen of the factorys parking lot."Yo." She greets as I roll up to the gate. "Hang on, lemme grab that." She fishes into her pocket and pulls a key out, releasing the heavy chain lock and letting me through.She waves me on into the factory itself, where I gratefully set the wheelbarrow down and take a look around.Not as depressing as I was expecting. She's got a couch and TV set up, with a small coffee table, a dinner table strewn with cards and poker chips, and up on a balcony I spot the edge of a mattress, and the butt of a rifle, gleaming in the soft yellow of the camping light, lighting this corner of the factory.Avery's already digging through the tools, inspecting what I think is a hand held jackerhammer with an appreciative look. "Alright that's done." She tosses it back on the pile and moves back to her couch, eating canned tuna with a fork from her swiss army knife. "Yu offff then?" She asks, mouth full.>Write in
>>37527726>>37527744>>37527741Be that as it may, risk = reward. Plus, the mall won't be abandoned forever. I'm not saying make a nightly foray out of it, but at least once more, especially to the electronics-Hey, we could have Mike gussy up some of his mecha-hussies to avoid detection and make some runs for us via cover of night and get shit like diamond-tipped sawblades, CPUs and such to scrap for precious metals, etc. No risk, moderate reward.
>>37527841"Yeah, need to get home and get some rest, though you're welcome to come with, help yourself to breakfast at my place if you want."
>>37527841"Unless you want me to stay the night or something, although if you do be warned that Claire considers having sex with me to be an open invitation for her."
>>37527841"Honestly, I'd rather not if I can help it. Last time I walked home by myself at night I almost got curbstomped."
>>37527841We could hang out, if you want.Its too late to go to sleep anyway.
>>37527841"Yeah, I should probably get some sleep."
>>37527841Oh yeah, >>37527883 is a good point. Seconding that.
>>37527841"Yeah, it's getting late and I've had a big day. We should hang out sometime, though, it'll be fun. Provided I can restrain Claire, of course."
>>37527883>Last time I walked home by myself at nightIts early morning and everything has already been killed or gone to bed, read the post.
>>37527910Still dark out for the next couple of hours.
>>37527841"I should be, any chance you could walk me to my place? Had a few to many kidnapping attempts and random monsters trying to attack me for my liking, you can feel free to crash at my place if you want."
>>37527930There aren't any monsters around though.
>>37527910Then we might as well chill out here.
>>37527971Two days without sleep is not fun.
>>37527841We could play poker with Avery.I doubt she'd be up for strip poker, even if it would invariably end with us completely naked.
>>37527841Ask if we can crash on the couch for a few hours. If Avery says yes, send a text to Claire we're crashing at Avery's.A few hours of sleep would do us good.
"I think I'll be heading home, yeah." I take a step towards the door, before pivoting, "You wanna crash at mine? We have hot water, remember?"She shakes her head from the couch, "Nah... I'm comfy. Come talk to me at school sometime though. I probably won't even rip your dick off. Probably."I roll my eyes and shut the door behind me, rubbing my shoulders now that the weight's taken off them.I head through the gate and reset the padlock on the way out, before taking a moment to stretch out a little more, preparing to run home, when a lanky figure looms out of the dark towards me.I let out an uncomfortably high yelp, jumping back towards the fence, before the figure is fully lit by a street lamp, the morning's first mosquitoes buzzing around his face. "Kid... you gotta help me... without Janine... I'm a wrrrreck."Dave nearly stumbles into me, a bottle slipping from between his fingers as he leans against the fence, eyes hazily following the hollow clattering, spilling its way into the gutter, eyes sunk into his skull.>What do?
>>37528060Nope. Back to Avery's. Not dealing with this shit.
>>37528060>What do?Try to avoid getting murdered.
>>37528060Find a place to talk, and try to figure out what actually happened.
>>37528060Mosquitos? Yeah, that's normal. Launch back over the gate, propelled by our torrent of terror-shitting.Also, >>37527842 for further consideration.
>>37528060"...yes, clearly. Though you were lucid enough to find me, that's impressive. And more than a little creepy. What do you want, Dave?"
>>37528060I expect a handwritten apology from the anons who kept saying it was perfectly safe to head home and that we wouldn't run into anything.
>>37528117It's just Dave, he's not dangerous.
>>37528060If you want that, you first gotta get sober enough to explain yourself.You need some sleep, and preferably a bath first. Then we can try to figure out what you did, and if we can fix it.Do you have anywhere to stay and sleep?>>37528117That's just Dave. It could had been way, way worse.
>>37528135Heh... You're cute when you're deluded.Tell Dave to fuck off, we don't owe him shit.
>>37528135> It's just a guy who has the character Image of an insane serial killer and acts similarly to him when angry. No way he can be dangerous at all
>>37528060Run away screaming like a little girl.Run back home.
>>37528176We may not owe him shit, but Janine is alone, in a wheelchair.
>>37528213We need to get her one of our brothers robo helper/bodyguards fast.
>>37528060"Damn, Dave, you're a wreck. Shit, don't you have anyone else to turn to? Coworkers, college buddies? Because I'm not nearly qualified to get your life back together."
Just a friendly reminder that if everyone didn't have their heads up their asses, we could be having loving sex with wheelclaire instead of getting killed by the Adachi expy.
".... I can see that." I tell him. "Although clearly you were able to find me. Which is more than a little creepy." He shakes his head, blinking. "Nah... I was at the bar down the street. They kicked me out when I started crying too much. Said I was bringing the mood down. Fuckers." He hiccups loudly.I stare at him, not sure if that's a lie. "Well, you need to sober up enough that you can explain yourself." Then his stench hits me. "Jesus and you need a cleaning too. You got anywhere to stay?"He nods, fumbling a motel key out of his pocket. "The No Roach Inn." Sounds convincingly hygienic.>Send him on his way>Take him there, try and deal with him
>>37528250>>Send him on his way
>>37528250>Take him there, try and deal with him
>>37528250>Send him on his way
>>37528250> Take him there
>>37528250>>Send him on his wayNo point in dealing with him, he needs to sleep, and sober up.Give him written note to take a bath, and think on how can he explain himself, and to stop drinking so much he looses control of himself. Only apology I can really see is the "I have a drinking problem, and I misspoke while I was drunk." Unless he really cleans up, stops drinking and really apologizes, idk what we can do.
>>37528352>and think on how can he explain himselfI don't think he can explain his way out of trying to take advantage of Mia.
>>37528352He tried to assault Mia anon, Janine threw him out after that.
>>37528358I think he meant more "When can she move out" than "When can I fuck her," but I don't know for sure either way. We should find out now, and if we don't like his answer, leave his corpse in a ditch.
>>37528368No he didn't, he only asked for her birthday.
>>37528381>We should find out nowNo we shouldn't, he's a drunk alcoholic abusive fuckup who should have nothing to do with Mia or Janine.
>>37528381Yes, we should.
>>37528358>>37528368He is a drunk guy, who lost control of himself while being drunk, in a room with a pretty girl. Hell he didn't even cop a feel or nothing, just said stupid things.Yes, that is really bad. But any lecherous drunk would do that. You try asking someones birthday, while complimenting them, to distract from the fact you forgot, after couple liters of vodka, and you would do better?
I sigh and wave him on. It's already late, so I might as well miss a little more sleep and deal with this. He nods and starts stumbling towards the address written on the key.I watch as he fumbles his way through the streets, not saying anything and letting him pick himself up when he falls, only pulling him out of his puddle of vomit and dragging him on.Thankfully his room is on the ground floor, so I take the key and open the door, letting him stumble his way through.He immediately goes for the bathroom, I hear him retching for a few minutes, before the toilet flushes, then the shower running.I wait in the disgusting room, not wanting to sit on any of the stained furniture, trying to ignore the skittering sounds around the room.His suitcase is open on the bed, but is empty except for one change of clothes and a photo of Dave and Janine at their wedding. Judging by their clothes it was a low budget affair. In the corner of the photo, Mia is frowning, sitting with someone who looks related to Dave.I put the photo back down as Dave stumbles back out, bare chested and a towel around his waist. His eyes have cleared now at least, as he slumps into a chair, a hand over his face."Fuck me, it's over. It's all over. What the fuck?" He groans, more to himself than to me.>Write in
>>37528420>in a room with a pretty girlHIS STEP-DAUGHTER
>>37528388I didn't say we should do anything about it if it was innocent, just that we should find out if he might ever actually be a threat to our pet cutie and neutralize if necessary.
>>37528422"What the fuck is right, get a grip on your life, sober up and clean up your act."
>>37528422"What did you do, and why?"
>>37528422Okay lets start of with what you did.What were you thinking, and why the hell are you drinking so much you loose control of yourself?
>>37528422"What actually happened, Dave? I gathered that you were drunk and said something dumb, but what were you doing?"
>>37528422"Alright Dave, what happened? Because from what I heard, Janine was really angry at whatever you did."
"Alright Dave... what happened. What did you do and why?"He startles, as if remembering I was there. Finally he gives a slow sigh and looks up. "I was asking when Mia was eighteen."I ball my fists, trying not to punch him immediately at that. "Why?" I repeat.The tears are back in his eyes now. "Because I forgot when her birthday was. I wanted to know when to get her a present! Instead Janine just blew up at me, kept screaming about how I wanted to..." he shudders. "No.... I know what happened to that girl, I could never touch.... just.... no, alright? Imagine how fucked in the head she'd be if I ever tried anything like that."My fist is still balled by my side. I look down at him, tears still streaming down his face."Besides, little girls aren't my thing.... I like ladies who have their heads on right, older y'know?" He babbles, reaching to grab the photo out of his suitcase, stroking Janine's face slowly.>What do?
So is Danny just free therqpy now? Because that is the only reason I can think to stay around this guy. Plus Danny seems to be intruding into Mia's family life more than he needs to. I'm pretty sure Janine and Mia don't WANT to see him again
>>37528617>I'm pretty sure Janine and Mia don't WANT to see him againI don't either, but some anons decided to play therapy session with the crazy drunkard. And not the fun one that is a retired supervillain.
>>37528592"Janine seems to recall something different, but I don't care. Clean yourself up, sober out, move on."
>>37528592"Okay. And I'm guessing you were drunk when you asked this, and weren't clear headed enough to explain what you meant? Dave, why do you drink so much?"
>>37528592"You seriously need to stop drinking so much."
>>37528665>>37528686These, then leave. Nothing more shameful than a man who can't move on.
>>37528665What are you talking about? That's exactly how she recalls it.
>>37528592Okay, thats what you taught you did, while being drunk out of your mind.What I understand they heard from you was, "Hay baby, when your ass turns 18?".Here is what I think you should do.Step one. Stop drinking. You have serous problem.Step two. Go and apologize about your drunken behavior, and explain what you wanted to do.Why you drink so much anyway?
>>37528617Mia doesn't, but I'm not so sure about Janine.
>>37528729Okay, so even IF we take out that part and give him the benefit of the doubt, Dave STILL has problems, and I STILL don't think that Janine or Mia want him in their home again.
>>37528592"First thing is you gotta stop drinking. If you weren't drunk, this wouldn't have happened. You need to find out why you drink, and keep yourself from drinking. Maybe if you stop, you can get your life in order enough to explain yourself to Janine."
>>37528774So you missed Janine nearly crying that her second marriage has gone to shit?
>>37528774But, the only reason Janine doesn't want him there is because of a misunderstanding.
"That might be what you meant, but I saw all the bottles on your counter. You were drunk out of your mind. If you weren't you probably could have explained yourself. Why do you drink so god damn much?"Dave looks up at me, brow knitting. "I drink, because the women I love was crippled by some anonymous robot driving assholes! Because I had to work nearly every hour of the day to support her. I DRINK.. because the woman I love threw me out on the street!"I cut him off. "You say that. But look where it fucking led you. You have to clean yourself up man. Your a trainwreck." I step closer, "Stop using booze as a crutch and fucking take care of your wife." He looks taken aback, before he collapses his face into his hands, his sobs redoubling as he cries, tears rolling down his chest now, as he sniffs and moans.>Stay away from Mia's family>Other
>>37528811Yet the cause of the misunderstanding is still there. She still has a problem with his drinking. Things won't be sugar and rainbows just becauseh e says he fucked up. Sorry is only a bandaid. I know that from seeing it.
>>37528800>>37528811And here's a shocking possibility: what if it wasn't just a misunderstanding? What if Janine was completely right in interpreting Dave's question the way she did, and his current stint of drinking is out of guilt? We don't know enough about him to make that call, and neither Janine nor Mia have asked us to interfere. We have no right to interject ourselves FURTHER into their home life.
>>37528833>Other"Sort yourself out."
>>37528833"Sort yourself out, get clean, and when you are go back and tell those wonderful women how sorry you were for being a drunken arse.">leave
>>37528833>>Otherwhen you get sobered up come find me an maybe just fucking maybe i will help you and if for some reason you are fucking lying to me i will make sure you die.
>>37528833>OtherEither clean yourself up, or take yourself out.
>>37528869Of course there's a problem, but Janine didn't seem to mind it before
>>37528833Look Dave, I know its hard on you, but drinking only makes things worse. You need to choose to keep drinking your sorrows away, or stop drinking, man up, and apologize, and explain yourself. It will be hard, but you can do it.>>37528890Saying to drunk dude, that lost his family because of being drunk is not messing with peoples home life. its just pointing out the elephant in the room.
>>37528916Too much investment in his sorry hide, and the threat at the end is unnecessary.
>>37528939Telling him to unfuck himself is one thing, pushing him back into their home is completely different. Even telling him to apologize goes too far.It's on him to sort his shit out, and it's on him whether he tries to move on or go back, and it's on Janine and Mia whether they want to forgive him.
>>37528833>Other"Look, I've already stepped deeper into this than I have any right to. So I'm not going to try to help you put this back together. But I'll tell you this: However awful you feel right now? It can get worse. And it will, if you don't get sober and stay there. So clean yourself up before this kills you."And then go home and catch whatever sleep we can.
I look down at him one last time, as the sun starts to shine in through the window. "Either keep drinking and wallowing in pity or clean yourself up, sort yourself out, and when you're good, go apologise to those wonderful women. Not a moment before. Got it?"He hiccups, but makes a movement that could be a nod. Okay, I'm done. I turn and strut over to the door, letting myself out and slamming it behind me. I swear to god, if he was lying about the birthday thing...The sun's rising higher above the horizon, as I feel the skin around my eye's tightening. I spot my reflection in a window, the bags under my eyes even worse than usual.I take a long breath of morning aiir, letting it flow in and out of my lungs. Christ I'm fucking tired. I look left and right. Avery's place is closer to the right... but my house has my bed... and soft girls. Hmmm>Crash at Avery's >Head home>Other
>>37529047>Crash at Avery's
>>37529047>Head homeSoft bed and soft girls are worth the walk.
>>37529047To Ms Guttas place!
>>37529047>Crash at Avery'sAvery's has girls too, hard girls.
>>37529047Home, to girlflesh and bed.Oh, and we should maybe tell Mia about this. Don't want Dave showing up later saying it was us that put him on the straight and narrow and come off a traitor.
>>37528931Just because she didn't say anything doesn't mean she didn't mind it. No one WANTS a heavy drinker in their home, especially around their kids. Janine probably just tolerated it out of desperation to make her second marriage work. By no stretch does that mean that she didn't have a problem ith it.
>>37529047>Crash at Avery'sSo.. I can't tell if Dave is full of it or not. Also we could always bang Mia's mom. Maybe she's got healy super powers.
>>37529047>Head home>>37529062Man, I feel ya, but this early in the morning is not a good time for Marie, both for waking her up and for our cover story.A little later in the morning, we can go to her place to "discuss club activities for the school year" have sex with her all day, indulging in our kinkiest fetishes, maybe even discuss lactation, maybe even take her to Rosa's sex dungeon for toys and extra privacy.Remember, we have to be careful how we're seen with her, especially with nosy neighbors.
>>37529112Agreed. We'll tell her when we wake up. Just a "Ran into Dave on walk back, he was a mess, yelled at him for being a drunk, told him to get his life together." Make it clear we're not on his side, we're on the side of people not being scumbags. We don't want him back in her life, we just want him to get clean so he can move on.
>>37529158>have to be careful how we're seen with her>taking her to Rosa's house>what where Rosa's parents live
>>37529193Yeah that's retarded. They know we're banging Claire and Mia. They're not okay with it. IF they knew we're doing teachers as well her father will probably explode.
>>37529193Yeah, Marie is kind-of hard to be around. We really need to move out.
>>37529218her dad dose not like it; her mom i dont think she gives a fuck.
>>37529218Wasn't Marie in the room when Rosa's mom walked in on the Christmas kink party? I think they have a suspicion of what's going on.
>>37529254She hid under the table. Like a bitch.
>>37529254Marie was the only one to pass her Hide check.Mom in law saw nothing.
I head home, nearly staggering in the street my self from exhaustion. Good god, why would anyone stay up until six in the morning, this is hell.I stumble through the back of the house and up to my room, ignoring the hissing of whoever's in the shower and force my door open, stumbling to a collapse on my mattress next to one of the girls and immediately asleep.I groan as I wake up, feeling something stick on my forehead. I grab impatiently at it, pulling it into my bleary sight. A gummy bear. Claire, most likely. I sit up, actually feeling suprisingly well rested, until I notice my clock. Two PM. That should do it.I smack my lips, looking around the room, finding no one hear, until I notice the stick note on my shoulder."Tk Mia on dte, wll b home whnevs." Claire again.I ball the note up and try to shoot it into my bin, missing spectacularly. Well, guess I should do something. It is the last day of the break after all.I flop back on the mattress, trying to think of something to do....>Write in
>>37529256Let's stop beating around the bush: when do we add Mrs. Mishone to the harem?
>>37529274Grab our schoolbag, text Marie we want to come over to "discuss club activities".
>>37529274Go bug Avery.
>>37529274Hang out with Avery.
>>37529274Make a note to self to give Claire english lessons as well
>>37529300>Not "Get Avery to bug us."
>>37529274Talk to Mike about fencing power tools. Visit Rosa with Eri (PERFECT COVER) and check out the rape dungeon.Actually, does Rose know about Eri? I mean, I don't think the new nobility would sneer at incest, but...
>>37529300Seconded. Avery's fun, I like her. It's nice having a female friend who's not part of the harem (despite Claire's best efforts).
>>37529307> Not "Get Avery to bugger us in the ass"
>>37529311Rosa brought it up before. She was weirded out at first, but has since said that she'll cope.
>>37529274Consider teaching Claire to spell.
>>37529415Route lock. No take backsies
>>37529452Pretty sure we're already locked on the harem route.
>>37529452>>37529468>Implying WheelClaire isn't our one true route lock.
>>37529415Yay? We are taking that futa cock up our ass. Better get some lube!
>>37529499Gayyyyyy.Just jack her off while we're banging her ass.
>>37529491Have we mentioned that to anyone yet? Not WheelClaire in particular, but the whole stupid thing.
>>37529499Why should we get lube when we can lube it up ourselves by first giving her a blowjob so that we can get her cock slick from our saliva and her cum first?Or were you going to suggest drinking it all down?
>>37529452Does anyone have the picture that goes with that?
I grab my phone and call Avery, figure she wanted to hang out, so why not now?"Hola?" She greets after a few rings. "que ha llegado a las oficinas de los Rivets y Rivets, ¿en qué puedo ayudarle?""Avery, why are you speaking in Italian?" I ask, deadpan.She just sighs dramatically. "No reason, what? I'm doing fingernails now.""Just figured you might wanna chill." I shrug, before realising she can't see it.She takes a moment to hum, considering again. "Sure, don't see why not. Just promise you won't be squeamish.""Wha-?" She hangs up.Well that can't be a good sign.Either way, gotta nothing else to do. I change clothes and hit the road, arriving back at the gate. Finding it unlocked for me. I step through and head for the factory entrance, hoping I'm not about to find her chopping peoples fingers off or something.But no, I step inside, and just find her sitting on the couch, something bubbling a pot over a camper stove, as she glosses her fingernails. "Saludos, mi amigo." She calls, jerking her head to the other cushion. "You know what's terrible? Day time TV in this city. All K-dramas and reality shows. Blech." She sticks her tongue out, channel surfing by pressing the remote with her toe. "So, figure out what you're doing with all that bullshit?" She asks, nodding at the wheelbarrow."Haven't the slightest clue." I shrug.She grunts and continues flipping channels."God, how do you stand this city, it's either insanely dangerous or dead boring. I'd go nuts inside a year." She complains.>Write in
>>37529642"When the people you love are there, even the worst city becomes home"
>>37529642"If you seriously think everyone here isn't nuts already, you need to take another look 'round."
>>37529642"Claire certainly helps with the boredom."
>>37529642At least it's not insanely dangerous all of the time. That would be the worst.
>>37529642You get used to it. When God is a Chuckling mad man with a penchant for soft core porn the universe functions with fits and starts.
>>37529642Well I have super sex powers. I make my own entertainment every time i touch someone. So far I have been electrocuted,frozen, and turned into girl or have my partners change genders mid cloitos. Fun enough for me. Then sing our best rendition of-https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ss7AQC79t2s
>>37529642"Oh, Avery, you kidder. Talking like I haven't already gone insane. That's a good one."
>>37529642"It's like sex. Most of it is hard work, which is mediocre at best, but when those few good times show up...mmh."
>>37529642"Eh, you get used to it if you grow up in it. What about you? Other parts of the country aren't like this?"
>>37529642"Some guys my age pilot mechs, or fight crime in masks, or fight criminal masks with mechs, or go around acting like mopey twats.""As for me, I have sex. Lots and lots of sex."
>>37529642I drink Paint.
>>37529853Okay, that made me chuckle. Thirded.
I shrug. "It's more tolerable when you grow up here I guess. Some people here fight crime for fun, or turn into evil cunts. I just have sex. Lots and lots of sex."She raises and eyebrow at that, but keeps glossing her nails, "Yeah I gathered that from your girlfriend." She puts the gloss brush thing away and blows on her nails, flicking them to air dry. "Oh yeah, how's your sister doing? Those cult dudes come and reverse kidnap her or something yet?"I shake my head. "Don't think they're that fussed. To my shit about the bright lights or whatever. Not my problem as long as the fuck off."She grunts, before finally settling on some music channel. Huh, this is a cable channel, I look around the back of the TV and sure enough a cable leads outside, presumably jacking into something that lets her steal signals. "You up for blackjack?" She asks suddenly. "I'm bored shitless.>Write in
>>37529923Drinking paint was the superior answer.But fuck it yeah let's play black jack.
>>37529923I don't have any money to bet right now, so would strip blackjack be better?
>>37529923Sure, but what're we betting?I think we all know where we hope this is going.
>>37529923"Sure. We can use power tools as chips."
>>37529923"What are the stakes?"
>>37529923Sure, but I have no money.(hint hint, wink wink).>>37529942They are already ours. Bad idea.
>>37529923"Sure, or, we could go back to my place and play video games. I don't have money for blackjack until we sell all this shit."
>>37529963We did promise she could have some.
>>37529963I just like the mental image of pushing a pile of circular saws to the middle of the table.
>>37529994I raise you two screw drivers and a claw hammer.
"Sure, but I don't have any money, so.... what you wanna bet?" I ask, giving her a suggestive smile.But she's already on her feet, missing the look as she walks to the table. "Eh, I have poker chips, we can just play for fun. Or something like that."I frown a little at that, but take a seat opposite her.She places the deck in the middle and deals each of us two cards.>Roll 2d11 (first roll only for Danny, second for avery)
Rolled 7, 10 = 17 (2d11)>>37530057
Rolled 1, 1 = 2 (2d11)>>37530057We getting shot down harder than Ace Combat.
Rolled 11, 3 = 14 (2d11)>>37530057
>>37530081You better hope we get an ace
>>37530081i honestly want this to be the winner.
Avery looks at her cards for a second, before tossing them down. "Agh. Fold."I smirk as I rake in the fake money she bet to my side. "Someones a sore loser." I mutter. "Hows about you fuck off?" She mutters back dealing again. >Rinse and repeat (2d11s etc)>Other
Rolled 9, 5 = 14 (2d11)>>37530140
Rolled 4, 8 = 12 (2d11)>>37530140>Rinse and repeat
>>37530140Strip version.Betting for nothing is dull.
>>37530140>Rinse and repeat (2d11s etc)
>>37530193What are you talking about, we're gonna get all of her fake moneys, and establish superiority.
>>37530140Since Avery is weirdly innocent compared to some of our girls, I think we'll have to flat out suggest strip blackjack rather than hint at it.
'strip poker?' it is
>>37530248She'll get bored of playing long before that happens.
>>37530256Why? It had two votes.
"How's about we play strip blackjack instead?" I suggest, playing it casual. "This fake money stuff is for pussies.She runs an eye over me, squinting at my face. "Alright then. You're on. But in this we don't get any hits. Whoever has the best two wins.""Deal." I shrug.She picks the deck up, reshuffling and dealing two cards to each of us again. For the sake of fairness I kick my shoes and socks off as well, putting us on even ground.>Roll 2d11
>>37530312I count three: >>37530193 >>37530222 >>37530251
>>37530312Probably because Chuckles wants this to fail horribly, like drinking paint when it was obviously a stupid idea.
Rolled 3, 7 = 10 (2d11)>>37530325
Rolled 8, 2 = 10 (2d11)>>37530325>Roll 2d11
Rolled 4, 9 = 13 (2d11)>>37530325
Rolled 4, 4 = 8 (2d11)well since those first two tied and for the sake of moving the fuck along, im going to roll a second one for this>>37530370
>>37530347>>37530365>>37530370Dammit we're going to get sent home naked.
>>37530396life fucking hates you.
I flip my cards and show her, worried about my score, only thirteen can't be great. But Avery's worried eyes reassure me, as she flips hers over to reveal an eight.I laugh and clap, "Time to pay up Av." I tell her. She just rolls her eyes. "Yeah, yeah, whatever." She raises herself a few inches above her seat across the table and scoots her shorts down out of my sight, before lifting them up and dropping them on the table. "Stop gaping and play already." She barks, tossing me two cards.>Roll 2d11 (if its a tie go again)
Rolled 6, 4 = 10 (2d11)>>37530499
Rolled 3, 7 = 10 (2d11)>>37530499
Rolled 8, 6 = 14 (2d11)>>37530499
Rolled 9, 4 = 13 (2d11)>>37530499lol them dice gods.
Rolled 2, 2 = 4 (2d11)>>37530499
>>37530513>>37530519FUCKING GOD DAMN IT
>>37530535>>37530536>>37530553Here chuckles we win by one
>>37530553You should include this in story, them tying all the time, and going like fuuuu
Avery looks confident this time, as she plays her card, smug in her thirteen.I almost hate to ruin her look of self satisfaction.... No I don't. I flip my cards over, revealing the fourteen I had.Her face falling is almost comical. She growls at me, shuffling the cards again, before repeating the same process from before, this time dropping a pair of pink panties with her shorts, staring me dead in the eye, her lower body still hidden under the table."Fucking bring it on douchebag, I'm just letting you get cocky." She growls, picking up two new cards.>Roll 2d11>Other
Rolled 4, 6 = 10 (2d11)>>37530650
Rolled 2, 9 = 11 (2d11)>>37530650
Rolled 10, 10 = 20 (2d11)>>37530650How about a handicap? We can take off our shirt.
Rolled 7, 6 = 13 (2d11)>>37530650
>>37530650>I'm just letting you get cocky.Interesting choice of words from the dickgirl.
>>37530713It's more fun if we're both naked, don't be sad about a loss or two.
Now I'm on a roll, I toss my cards down immediately, leaning back and grinning already.This time however, Avery gets to have the evil grin. "Double hockey sticks bitch." She comments, playing the better hand. "This is what you're getting for being a dick." She waves at my clothes. "Go on then, the comeback has only just begun." She grins, already dealing the next hand.>What clothing to loseand >roll 2d11
Rolled 11, 8 = 19 (2d11)>>37530762>Pants
oh yeah, dannys wearingtshirtshortsboxersglasses if you wanna be an asshole
Rolled 1, 11 = 12 (2d11)>>37530762Shirt.
Rolled 9, 7 = 16 (2d11)>>37530762Boxers. You heard me.
Rolled 5, 6 = 11 (2d11)>>37530762>Pants
>>37530809>>37530762I entirely forgot that Danny wears glasses.I vote pants though
Rolled 6, 7 = 13 (2d11)>>37530762Shirt
Rolled 10, 7 = 17 (2d11)>>37530762Take off the pants.Same order that she strips in.
>>37530831The glasses are a trump card, for when she thinks she's won.
shorts it is
>>37530874They're the counter-piece to her bra.
I stand and strip my shorts off, chucking them beside the table and spreading my legs under the table, appreciating the breeze in here.Then I check my cards and practically burst out laughing, slapping a hand to cover my mouth.Avery looks hopeful, if uncertain, however. "I got two aces. Betcha can't beat that." I flip over my nineteen, grinning at her."Cock." She curses, before reaching behind her back, unclipping her bra through her shirt, sliding the straps out through her sleeves, before pulling it out from her stomach, placing it with the rest of her clothes. She reaches for the cards again, hands starting to shake now. "I can win this." She promises. "Just gotta believe in that heart of the cards bullshit or something.">Roll2d11>Other
Rolled 8, 2 = 10 (2d11)>>37530959
Rolled 3, 11 = 14 (2d11)>>37530959>Taking bra off before shirt.Cheap
Rolled 2, 3 = 5 (2d11)>>37530959
Rolled 6, 4 = 10 (2d11)>>37530959what what
Rolled 1, 9 = 10 (2d11)>>37530959
She chews her lip uncertainly, before throwin her cards down.Fuck me, she won. "Not a bad hand." I nod, conceding defeat. "Anything in particular you want gone?" She just rolls her eyes. "Shut up and get on with it. I don't have all day." The pot on the camper stove is starting to hiss, steam rising off it.>Shirt/glasses/boxers (roll2d11)>other
Rolled 6, 5 = 11 (2d11)>>37531064>boxers
Rolled 5, 10 = 15 (2d11)>>37531064>Shirt
Rolled 6, 6 = 12 (2d11)>>37531064>Boxers
Rolled 3, 9 = 12 (2d11)>>37531064Shirt
Rolled 8, 9 = 17 (2d11)>>37531064Shirt.
Rolled 1, 8 = 9 (2d11)>>37531064Boxers.
So we're both down to our last piece of clothing now, since we lost this round.
I scoot my boxers down under the table as well, grinning as I toss them up on the table, next to her own pile of clothes, stinking only a little of... stuff.The air is nice and cool now, flowing freely around my crotch, as I sit across from Avery, "I think this is now technically a pantless party." I comment, still trying to be smarmy.Her eyes narrow as she pushes my clothes away from hers, "Yeah, yeah, can we get this over and done with? It's getting.. lame now."She picks up two more cards, dealing me my own, my potential last chance to see her topless.I lift them up, half tempted to pray for divine intervention.>Roll 2d11>Ahhh, I'm just fucking with ya, games over.>Other
Rolled 1, 5 = 6 (2d11)We should check the window, and be ready to grab pants and run. Gotta be paranoid about someone walking in, and attacking us. Otherwise we are ding the naked miles.
>>37531254>Ahhh, I'm just fucking with ya, games over.
Rolled 11, 4 = 15 (2d11)>>37531254
>>37531254>Ahhh, I'm just fucking with ya, games over.If she doesn't wana play we should stop.
Rolled 4, 3 = 7 (2d11)>>37531254No guts, no glory.
>>37531254The game can't end now.
Rolled 4, 2 = 6 (2d11)>>37531254
>>37531271See what your paranoia has wrought, anon.What an awful roll.
>>37531254>>Ahhh, I'm just fucking with ya, games over.
>>37531271>>37531282Do ones also count as 11s like aces normally do? If so,>>37531286>>37531289We win.
>>37531254We should go to the shooting range with her, or take a look at her guns. Guns are fun.
Rolled 5, 3 = 8 (2d11)>>37531254
>>37531254>Let the games continue, ignore sissy anons who refuse to continue.
>>37531280>>37531285>>37531314>>37531332>Letting someone back out of a strip game they agreed to just because they're losing.Weak.
>>37531323Clearly we must do a victory pose to celebrate.Dick fully on display, naturally.
Rolled 9, 7 = 16 (2d11)>>37531254Keep playing till the end.
>>37531254If we lose, lean back in our chair and stretch, stand up, then say we're gonna go crash on the couch for a bit.Do not put any clothes back on.
>>37531356She wants to quit and is getting uncomfortable.>>37531380>Hurr
>>37531415If I find your testicles lying around, I'll post them back to you.
Avery slams her cards down, determined. "B-bring it on you chode." I pull a look a of despair. "Fifteen, not bad. Avery, you beat me. Almost." I flip my cards properly, my ace carrying me up to sixteen.Avery winces, staring at my ace with an intense hatred, before pulling her shirt up and off, her decently sized breasts as brown as the rest of her skin, nipples darker yet. And pointy looking."Well you won. Congrats or whatever." She kicks back in her chair, projecting an air of nonchalance now. "Are we done now? It's cold." She asks, reaching for her clothes.>Write in
>>37531449Victory pose."You're shyer than you look, Avery. You've got nothing to be ashamed of."
>>37531449Yeah, wana find something else to do?
>>37531449Victory pose!Then "yea, sure, if you don't want to do anything else."
>>37531449"sure"Call claire and mia
>>37531449Stand up, ostensibly to get our boxers. Pause for effect.Say nothing.
>>37531449"Sure, though you are pretty. Want to come back to my place to play some videogames?"
>>37531449"Yeah, you can get dressed. I'm not that much of an asshole."Then we grab a drink from the fridge, without getting dressed ourselves.
>>37531528I like it. I like it quite a bit.
>>37531528This is almost exactly like our plan for if we lost, but let's do it anyways.
"Sure, you can get dressed. But first..." I leap out of my chair, dick flopping freely at a semi, as I strike a dramatic victory pose, arms and legs wide, pointing a peace sign at her.She's already turned away, her back turned to me as she pulls her clothes back on hurriedly, panties then shorts and shirt, she hurries off to check the pot, leaving her bra behind.I just chuckle to myself and walk over to her small fridge, grabbing a can of soft drink, drinking it in one long gulp.Avery takes the lid off the pot, coughing a little at the wave of steam, shifting it around the electric stove and stirring with a wooden spoon.>What do?
>>37531646Don't get dressed.
>>37531646Ask what is she cooking?Ask if she wants to try for superpower.
>>37531666>>37531680Mom! Dad! Stop fighting!
>>37531646get dressed and call rosa.
>>37531646>boxers only>ask her what's cooking
>>37531700You are no daughter of mine!You're a boy, take off that dress!
>>37531646Ask her what she's cooking, and if she knows any places we can fence the power tools to.
>>37531646Get dressed. Maybe check on the food. If it's awful we'll drag her to the grocer and get food worth eating.
>>37531646Hey Chuckles, Moot's quitting, so you're going to have to find someone else to curse at when 4chan fucks up.
>>37531788i can blame him all i want
>>37531788Don't see why. Bill Gates hasn't controlled microsoft in years, but people still blame him for Windows being shit.
get dressed and asking whats cooking wriatn
>>37531807>>37531820Doesn't mean Chuckles can't add someone to the shit-list.
>>37531867Well then we have to wait and see what the new rulers of 4chan name themselves.
>>37531839Reminder that you're a wonderful testament to faggotry.
>>37531960I'm hoping they name themselves "Point" just for the pun.
I walk back to my clothes and leisurely redress, stepping back into my shorts again, I walk over to Avery, now coughing more, as waves of black smoke drift up out of the pot now, destined for a ventilation shaft in the roof."Avery, what the hell are you cooking?" I ask, sniffing the air. "I'm not gonna lie, it smells awful."She turns to me, looking surprised. "Cooking? Hell no, I'm making napalm."I keep walking, strolling closer. "Haha, very funny. What is that, curry or something?" I peer in, sure enough she's stirring Styrofoam through petrol, fusing it into a thick black sludge. She grins back at me, back in control now she's talking about weapons. "Yeah, it's a nice little brew, gonna use it to put the torch to that old merc base, I hear a few more of the fuckers decided to show up. So...." she slops some into a takeout container and shoves it into my hands, "Now we get to have some fun at their expense."END OF EPISODE 37
>>37531995>you're a wonderful testament to faggotrySo wait, Chuckles has turned you gay?
>>37532017>Torch the Merc base to cinders then have loving sex on top of their ashes.Chuckles, I love you in a purely platonic and non-sexual manner. No homo.
>>37532017Yeaah she's cool.
well since chuckles always gos to sleep straight away can someone else archive this?im on phone
>>37532017Avery is cool as fuck. Reminds me of the time that /k/omando put napalm in a shotgun shell and lit up the forest hunting a squirrel.
>>37532337Sorry, same here.